#so unpredictable but the man loves his found family what can i say

[obwjam]

peter venkman is NEVER allowed to be giant. he’d be the worst

he’s such a shit 😭😭 he would be so chaotic and annoying and unless a tiny can stand up for themselves it’s SO over for them, they would hate his fucking guts for real

#i love him so much though #so unpredictable but the man loves his found family what can i say #if he adopted a tiny it would be hilarious #asks

[jeongin-lvr]

Can you give us skz bf when they find out a second member has a crush on the reader

ᙏ̤̫ ˘˘˘   skz reactions when another member likes you (nsfw)

𓈃 ★ CHAN

Chan wasn’t by any means possessive— at least not outwardly. He’d smile whenever the members would buddy up with you. They’re practically his family, after all. And you were the love of his life, why wouldn’t he like to see all of you get close? It’s only when he notices that Hyunjin has taken an extra liking to you. Going the extra mile to help you, laughing a little too hard at your jokes, and Chan especially noticed how his eyes would trail up and down your figure each time you turned around. Suddenly, Chan was biting his lip and narrowing his eyes. You were so obvious too… it made Chan wonder how you hadn’t noticed. Despite your oblivion seeing Hyunjin toy with you while you just smiled innocently made him want to pounce across the table at Hyunjin any chance he could.

It tipped over the edge when you wore that low cut top; the one he begged you not to wear yet you did anyway. That’s when Chan nearly lost his shit. He’d catch Hyunjin shamelessly eyeing those pretty tits of yours, the way they spilled from your top each time you bent forward. Chan was furious. So that night while Hyunjin was the only one home beside the two of you, Chan pressed you right against the door and fucked you as hard as he could. His goal was to send the message that Hyunjin could never have you. Your pretty moans slipping through the cracks of the door while he held your wrists above your head, going the extra mile by loudly boasting how you were all his.

“You’re mine— got that? No one else will ever fuck you this good. Isn’t that right, sweetheart? Tell me how good I fuck you, go on.

𓈃 ★ LEE KNOW

You could never really know what he was thinking. He was unpredictable; one day he might be the most loving, doting, perfect boyfriend out there… the next he could have you strip for him so he could bend you over his knee and spank the shit out of you. It’s the best of both worlds! It was surprisingly you who first noticed Seungmin’s lingering stare on you! You caught him staring at you one too many times for it to be a simple coincidence. The thought excited you because you knew exactly how Lee Know would react if he found out. You knew the games he played. So you decided to get a head start. Staring by returning the stares with Seungmin to fluster him, ultimately making Lee Know gawk at the two of you in utter shock. He’d bite his lips as he’d watch you pat Seungmin’s fluffy hair and place your neatly manicured hands on his knee. Lee Know caught on quick; he just didn’t bother to say anything, daring to see how far you’d go.

It was about a week into your little game when he finally snapped. The sight of your fingers swiping at something on Seungmin’s lips, swiping something away with care. Your nose so close to the younger boys— Seungmin was clearly blushing, enjoying the proximity. Meanwhile, Lee Know? No, that man was seething so he just outright said something, immediately placing a veined hand at the back of your neck and pushing you roughly against the dining table, making both you and Seungmin gasp loudly. However, your shock melted quickly into eagerness as you felt his hard-on press against your inner thigh; you also felt Seungmin’s piercing gaze as Lee Know practically growled into your ear.

“You must think you’re so clever, yeah? Taunting me like that… since you have taken such a keen interest in ‘Min, why don’t you show him how well you take me, hm?”

𓈃 ★ CHANGBIN

When Changbin first found out Chan had a crush on you, he was pouty. Adorable little lips jutting out, shimmery brown eyes fluttering each time with annoyance whenever he caught the two of you even just simply chatting. Changbin did not at all like whenever the two of you were left alone, maybe it was a bit toxic but does it matter? And it totally didn’t help that you were slightly feeding into his jealousy; always boasting about ‘Chan this’ and ‘Chan that.’ Poor boy was practically scowling whenever he even saw Chan enter the room. You teased Bin because he was cute when he was mad— you also teased him because you liked the sex you’d get out of him. The toe curling, jaw dropping quickies he’d give you each time he even felt an ounce of jealousy run cold in his veins. How his stamina seemed to grow tenfold whenever he thought you spent a little too long with Chan. Sex when Changbin was jealous, to him, was a reminder that you were his; to you it was euphoric because he was so rough and so whiny with you.

He currently had you bent like a pretzel, knees in your chest, ankles dangling beside your cheeks with his strong hand desperately gripping the pillow beside your head. This was the third time today he’d fucked you into the mattress— but it wasn’t his fault! You were pushing his buttons… this particular moment stemmed from how you had mentioned how toned and big Chan’s arms were. Changbin was quick to drag you by your elbow into the closest room, laying you on the bed and purposefully leaving the door unlocked. He hoped Chan could hear the way the headboard smacked violently against the wall; how you only moaned his name— Your Binnie! He couldn’t wait till later so he could show off the bite marks and scratches you’d left on his bicep, hoping to flex them around the dorms just for Chan to see. The entire time he would whisper to you in gentle whines how he didn’t like how Chan was looking at you. Or the way you were talking about him. Especially how you talked about his muscles. Definitely not that.

“Chan doesn’t have sh-shit on me, yeah, baby? Tryna steal— steal my girl, fuck. He can’t have you. You’re mine. Mine. Mine. Mine.”

𓈃 ★ HYUNJIN

Hyunjin… Let’s just say he temporarily despises whoever dares to crush on his girlfriend! Dirty looks, possessive touches, hickeys along your neck and collarbone that would be way too hard to hide with concealer. The person in question happens to be Jeongin, constantly giving the poor boy dirty looks despite the younger trying his best to avoid you for this very reason! But Hyunjin just doesn’t like knowing how he felt for you. He did not like it at all. So whenever Jeongin would come around Hyunjin was quick to drape his jacket over you and wrap a protective arm around your shoulder, maybe even bringing the two of you into a corner (though not at all hidden) just to kiss you. And he’d silently enjoy when he felt Jeongin’s jealous eyes watching as Hyunjin worked his tongue into your mouth and his hands under your shirt.

You’d tell Hyunjin to relax, although your cheeks were red and your thighs were pressing together for a bit of friction; eyeballs darting toward Jeongin who pretended to be busy with something else on the living room couch, though the apple of his cheeks were rosy and his pants seemed to be getting a tad bit uncomfortable. Hyunjin would simply scoff at you and decide to kiss down your neck instead, making sure to groan just enough to make Jeongin bite his lips. Maybe he doesn’t go the extra mile and put his fingers in your sweet little cunt like he wants to but he definitely riles you AND Jeongin enough to end this little hangout short.

“Did you see him staring at you? He’s so jealous, it’s funny… now spread your legs please, love.”

𓈃 ★ HAN

Jisung would lowkey get mad. Like? You’re clearly his girl, who do they think they are even daring to have a crush on you? So when Jisung finds out cute little Felix has a crush on you he smiles every single time he sees the poor younger boy; it’s not a nice smile either. It’s like he’s smiling to hide the pure anger he feels, his lips upturning almost creepily. It gets to the point where you softly wack his forearm and tell him to stop, red cheeks aglow from slight embarrassment. But Jisung does not give a singular shit, instead eyeing the boy longer. And god forbid you and Felix so much as make eye contact because Jisung will make it know how unhappy he is with that.

He wouldn’t try anything right then and there, nothing more than harsh squeezes of your thigh from beneath the table, maybe even snide remarks towards poor Felix. But the second the door to your shared home is closed he has you backed up against the nearest surface and is inhaling your breath like it’s his own. Lips on your neck, beneath your reddening ears, nipping at the skin like a starved man. It’s not so much as a jealousy thing as it is a dominance thing; proof that he really is yours!! That you chose him and not Felix, which only makes him smile in the kiss and slip his hand into your panties unexpectedly. The moans you let out as he fiddles with your clit only serves as further proof that he is yours, and you are most definitely his.

“Love you, my baby. Looked so pretty tonight even Felix was staring… too bad you’re mine, haha. Ah, stay still let me see your pretty face while I touch you… that’s it.”

𓈃 ★ FELIX

You were actually the one to tell him about Han’s crush on you. You heard from Hyunjin’s loud mouth that Han had been crushing on you for months; to which Felix literally giggled. He was by no means jealous, in fact he was flattered for you. Felix thought of himself as the luckiest man ever because he has someone that others want yet you chose him! It’s actually so sweet when he pressed a soft kiss against your lips, his warm, freckled skin practically melting into you as he placed his gentle hands along your jawline after hearing the news. Felix adores you, he understands why someone else would as well and he also trusts his friends to respect him and keep that shit to themselves!

The thought of another man wanting you only made Felix fall for you harder. You had options yet he was your first pick. So to show you how appreciative of that he is he’s pampering you. Spreading you out on the bed, you’re wearing that new lingerie set he bought you, lace flowers sewn into the panties with ribbons as white as snow. Felix is tender with you while he kisses you, small hands on your wrists as his messy blond hair tickles your tummy. He’s sensual and slow— not to be a tease but because he wants to make this feel special. His plump lips are grazing over your clothed pussy, hums deep enough to make your head spin. He savors every moment of this, thinking about how lucky he is that you’re his.

“Tonight is all about you, sweet girl. Promise to make you feel so good… so lucky to have you. Thank you for being with me.”

𓈃 ★ SEUNGMIN

One jealous son of a bitch. Seungmin seems to always catch other members staring at you a little too hard, seeing their eyes on you or how they licked their lips around you. But it was Lee Know who always had his eyes trained on you, watching you walk— even when you were around Seungmin! And it was pissing Seungmin off. He didn’t know if he was purposely trying to annoy Seungmin or if he was unaware; either way Seungmin was practically grinding his teeth together at the thought of Lee Know ever having a crush on you. But in a weird way Seungmin couldn’t even blame him— sure was he pissed that Lee Know even thought about you like that? Hell yeah. Was he surprised that other people found you attractive? No, not at all. Because it’s true. So in a way Seungmin related to Lee Know, chuckling at the thought after a while. And that’s how this idea had blossomed.

Seungmin had been fingering you for a little over half an hour, edging you on with a sadistic smile and his big brown eyes trained on the way your face squished at the feeling of your approaching orgasm. Your shivering hands rested on his shoulders, moans loud in the night. Seungmin left the door wide open so his roommate, Lee Know, would be able to hear every little sound you made; it worked like a fucking charm! Lee Know was sitting wide eyed in his bed just down the hall, his own bedroom door open a crack. His cock straining in his pants as the sound of Seungmin’s wet palm slapping against your swollen clit filled the room. Lee Know didn’t know whether to say something or to close the door and wish it were him pleasuring you instead. Seungmin loved that thought— so much so he had to whisper it to you, mouth right by your ear. The only thing was his “whispers” were loud enough for Lee Know to hear perfectly, every crisp syllable.

“D’ya think Minho heard you, sweetheart? Bet he wishes it was him touching you like this… bet he wants to touch you like this. He can’t reach the best parts of you like I can, baby, trust me. He doesn’t know this pretty body like I do.”

𓈃 ★ JEONGIN

Three words; jealous, whiny baby. He’s jealous, what else can I say? As soon as he hears from Chan that Changbin has a crush on you— his girlfriend —he’s seething. He immediately runs to you, whining into your arms as his weight crushes you into the bed, pouting into the soft crook of your neck, inhaling your faded perfume as he spoke. You’re feigning sympathy, asking questions you knew would tick him off, playing with his thick, conditioned hair as you did so just to tease him more, “Oh yeah? Bin likes me? How cute, how cute.” And, let me tell you, Jeongin is not amused by you at all. His bottom lip jutting out as he lifts his head and gives you the nastiest glare, big hands gripping your hands that were once in his hair. But it’s especially when Changbin comes in to ask you two what you want for dinner (though really he just wants to talk to you) that Jeongin silently loses it. Before you can even properly answer the older male Jeongin is pushing him out the room, locking the door behind him.

And now he has you laid on the mattress with your own panties pathetically shoved into your mouth as a make shift gag, holding his phone in front of your face. He’s recording, clicking his tongue and letting the camera scan up and down your sweaty, red marked body as he buries his cock between your thighs. He’s mocking you now, asking you questions with that same tone of understanding, feigning sympathy for the way his dick is splitting you open. Taunting you by saying he’ll send the video to Changbin to “prove a point,” and you’re practically sobbing from both pleasure and embarrassment! But it’s okay he won’t send it, he’ll keep it all to himself… you’re all his!

“What do you think, babe, should I send it? Think he’ll like it… no? Aw, what a shame. Shh, don’t cry, I know it feels good, shh.”

[ 𝗆．𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 ] 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾：𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗎𝗇 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 ！𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗈𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗉𝗅𝗌 𝗂𝗀𝗇𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 😭

#nonnies ! #stray kids smut #skz smut #skz oneshot #stray kids oneshot #stray kids headcanons #skz imagines #skz scenarios #skz bang chan #skz lee know #skz changbin #skz hyunjin #skz han #skz Felix #skz seungmin #skz jeongin

[sooniebby]

Hello, I am actually not sure if requests are open or not but feel free to ignore me if they aren’t! Would you be comfortable writing nsfw, pirate Bakugou x merman reader? Maybe Bakugou found him and decided to examine, and found a “hole” on m/n’s backside.. y’know? :D Thanks love, your writing is great!!

ఌ 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈

꧁ 𝙆𝙖𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙞 𝙭 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ꧂

Word count › 2.2k

Rating › NSFW

Warnings › reader has a vagina. Use of pussy/cunt. Weird mermaid butthole

Kinks › breeding/creampie, dub con

╭┈─────── ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

╰┈─➤ ＢＥＧＩＮＮＩＮＧ

Katsuki wasn’t scared of anything. Any sea creature was swiftly killed by himself before they could even get a chance at him. He was the leader of his ship for a reason. But the sea was unpredictable.

He had knew that.

His ship, and his crew, were almost killed by a sudden tsunami passing through. Their boat was set off course and they wound up on some island. It was deserted so he sent his crew to find someone to repair the boat.

His crew was pretty small. Just Izuku, Tenya, Eijiro, Mina, and some random ass man named Aizawa. He wasn’t even sure were Aizawa came from. But it was nice to have a much older pirate to give him some tips whenever he was having trouble.

He would never tell him that. That’s for him and his brain to now.

But being captain, he decided to stay back with Tenya to watch the ship. Tenya was doing the best he could to fix the ship but he certainly needed help and new material. It was a miracle the ship hadn’t sank.

Katsuki was giving Tenya his space to work properly when he spotted a body on shore. He ignored them the first hour, believing they were just sunbathing.

But the body didn’t move.

It didn’t move for two hours.

He decided to just check. Just to make sure he hadn’t been staring at a dead body for so long.

“I’ll be right back,” he grunted before jumping off the ship. He didn’t even wait for Tenya to answer.

Not like he could stop him. He was captain after all.

Once he reached close to the body, he froze.

A mermaid!

He had thought Aizawa was crazy when he told about it before. But no, a mermaid was on the ground. Dead..?

Katsuki leaned down and pressed his ear on the mermaid’s chest, waiting for a heartbeat. Maybe it shouldn’t be in the sun. He reached down to grab the mermaid’s tail(?) and tried to pick it up.

That didn’t work. It would’ve even budge. He grunted and decided to just drag it to the ocean. Grasping the end of the tail, he began to drag it.

The thing didn’t even budge. Could it really be dead?

The first touch of water on his feet and the tail sent the mermaid awake wihh the a jolt. It screamed in shock, mainly fear, and began to try and pull away from Katsuki.

“Hey! Calm down!” He yelled, letting go of the tail as it began to violently slash water in his face. Wiping away the water, he glanced down at the mermaid who had stopped moving.

It looked at him in fear before looking around the area.

“Where…?” It said but soon stopped.

“You okay?” Katsuki asked.

Katsuki wasn’t even sure if this mermaid had a gender. It looked male based on its flat chest and boyish features. But was that a male to other mermaids?

“The water..” the mermaid replied. He(?) looked at Katsuki before glancing over at their wrecked ship. A frown appeared on his lip. Was he connecting the dots..?

“The water pushed me away. I don’t know…” he looked panicked, tears streaming down his face. “Oh no…”

Katsuki didn’t know what to say. What could he say to someone, a creature he thought was fake, on basically being washed away from his family? How far did it take him?

“I can… I can help you find your family.” Katsuki said. He wanted to punch himself in the face. How the fuck were they supposed to find them?

A smile appeared on the mermaid lips. “Really?! You’re so nice!”

“Yeah…”

“Meet me back here tonight, yes?” The mermaid asked.

“Sure.” Katsuki said. He didn’t have the heart to tell him that he wasn’t sure he could actually do that.

“Call me… oh. (Name)!” (Name) said. “What’s your name?”

“Katsuki. Bakugo Katsuki.”

“Suki!” (Name) giggled.

“No—”

“I’ll see you later, Suki!” With that, (Name) went back into the ocean. Katsuki watched with a heavy feeling on his heart. He didn’t know what to do. For the first time in awhile.

He’d have to ask Aizawa.

ꕤ

“Hey! Those mermaids you were yapping about! I got a few questions.” Katsuki said when everyone else was sleeping in their quarters. Aizawa looked at him with a raised brow but nodded for him to continue.

“What if… what if they were real?”

“They are.”

“Tch! You know what I mean. What if you meet one?”

“Mermaids don’t like talking to humans. Only if they need something.”

“…what if you promise something one of them?” Katsuki asked, glancing at the sunset. It was almost time for him to meet (Name).

Aizawa finally turned to face him. “What have you done?”

“The fuck? Why’re you so scared?”

“Katsuki, what did the mermaid want?”

“To find his home. He got washed up by the tsunami.”

“Okay.. okay. What was the promise?”

“Well, to meet him tonight. The family was something I said.”

Aizawa seemed to calm down a bit. “Alright. Go tonight but tell him you can’t help him. You have a ship and crew to worry about. Mermaids aren’t as innocent as they seem.”

Katsuki hummed. “Alright. I’ll tell you how it goes.” He didn’t know why he felt sad. It felt so cruel to get the mermaid’s hopes up only to tell him no right after. But if Aizawa was fearful of the mermaid, he’d do what he said.

At the spot he had last seen (Name), it was about a twenty minute walk from the ship. It was a bit hard to see anyone from where his ship was, especially in the dark. Katsuki waited a bit until he saw (Name) swim up.

“Suki!”

“Hey, I’m sorry but i can’t help you.”

(Name) frowned.

“I have my ship and crew mates to worry about. We also got displaced by this tsunami too. I’m sorry for getting your hopes up.” Katsuki hoped that would suffice.

(Name) stared at him. He just stared. His mouth opened and suddenly Katsuki found himself in a cave. Katsuki looked around in shock, wondering just what the hell happened.

The cave was illuminated with blue crystals. It looked like the cave they had saw when steering themselves to this land. But how did he get here?

He looked around and saw (Name) beside him, on his front. His backside was out and free, showing off a hole in his tail. If (Name) had been human, Katsuki was sure it would’ve been where his ass is.

Was that a butthole?

Something was certainly wrong with Katsuki because never in his life would he willingly touch someone’s asshole. Especially a sea creature. But he slowly reached over and pressed both hands on either side of the hole and pulled it apart.

It certainly mimicked an asshole. But it was blue, like (Name)’s tail. Katsuki couldn’t help himself. It was as if his body moved on auto pilot as he slipped in two fingers with ease.

The feeling was unreal. He wasn’t sure what it felt like but he didn’t really have anything to compare it to. It clenched tightly around his fingers whenever he pulled them out too far.

“Suki…”

Huh? Was (Name) awake?

“Suki, you big pervert!”

The sound of skin slapping together caught Katsuki’s attention. Whatever or wherever he was, he was back on the beach. The sand on his back and the moon shining down on him.

Did he take any fucking drugs during dinner? What the hell was going on?

“Suki! What were you dreaming about?”

Katsuki grunted as he looked at the heavy body on top of him. It was (Name). But with a human lower half. (Name) had a pussy. But still had a male upper half. It was strange but Katsuki couldn’t ignore the pleasure he got from (Name)’s pussy(?) around his cock.

Was he going crazy?!

“You’re so big, Suki. I’m glad the moon chose you,” (Name) moaned, picking up the pace as he slammed down on the cock beneath him. His moaning tied with the slapping of skin was so foreign to Katsuki.

He had become a pirate since he was fourteen. He never had the time for dating. His crew and ship mattered too much to worry about dating. Sure he masturbated but he never felt tight heat of a pussy or ass.

And god was he angry he waited until he was twenty-five for it. What a boring life to live.

(Name) was a moaning mess, his pussy clenching down on Katsuki’s cock whenever he almost slipped out. He was too focused on his own pleasure at this point.

Katsuki grunted as he gripped (Name)’s waist. He wasn’t sure if he should push him off or pull him closer. Something about the moon above him was making him feel hazy. He couldn’t think straight.

All he could think about was breeding.

But he was never into having children. Was it because of (Name)? He wasn’t sure but he knew that future Katsuki could worry about that. Katsuki right now would enjoy the pleasure he’s been missing.

“Suki… Suki, please give me babies,” (Name) babbled, his bouncing beginning to be inconsistent. He was getting tired. If (Name) was a mermaid all this time, using legs would be so tiring.

Katsuki smirked to himself. He might as well help the poor guy out.

With ease, he switched their positions. (Name) squeaked as his back touched the cold sand and Katsuki towered over him. He blushed at the sight of him covering his body.

“You want a baby so bad? I’ll have to breed this cunt, then.”

Katsuki slammed his cock back inside (Name)’s awaiting cunt, enjoying the squeals he got from him. He reached one hand down and rubbed at the large nub sticking out of (Name)’s pussy. It resembled a little cocklit, if he had to be honest.

The attention towards it gained screams from (Name). His hands clawed at Katsuki’s back as he wrapped his legs around his waist, effectively making him trapped inside of his wet cunt.

Whatever the moon was doing to his libido, Katsuki felt close already. His thrusting began to speed up, wanting to dump his load inside of (Name).

“Suki! Inside, please~!”

Katsuki simply grunted as he captured (Name)’s lips into a kiss. (Name) easily returned it, his moans being muffled by it. It took only two more thrusts before Katsuki’s was emptying himself inside of (Name), pulling away from the kiss for a breather.

“Suki, you helped me fulfill the moon’s promise.” (Name) said, grasping at Katsuki’s face as he smiled up at him. Katsuki hummed in confusion. He honestly just wanted to sleep.

“Mermaids are born female and male… but a curse makes males unable to have a cock. We have to get pregnant by human males. It’s why I have a vagina.”

“I’m so confused..” Katsuki yawned. “It doesn’t explain that weird dream..”

“Thats what I have in my true form. The moon gives us human body parts for the breeding. Thank you, Suki. I’ll be able to have babies.”

Katsuki simply hummed and collapsed on top of (Name). (Name) blinked as he heard the pirate fall asleep. In the moon, mermaids got their human body and much more hornier for breeding. It did enhance the human males’ libido as well but it always gave the after effect of falling asleep right after.

“But I’m still horny…” (Name) whined.

ꕤ

Katsuki woke up with a jolt. The sun was beginning to rise. He groaned in pain as he felt something clench around his cock. It felt similar to the weird hole in his dream.

He glanced to his side and saw (Name)’s back towards him. Katsuki’s own arms was wrapped around his waist as his cock was buried deep inside the asshole. (Name) had his tail back.

“Are you finished…?” (Name) whimpered, his breathing shallow. He sounded tired. Just how long did they go for?

“What the..?”

“You started to fuck me so suddenly. I think the moon was still affecting you to breed. But I’m back in my mermaid form, it won’t take.” (Name) sounded disappointed.

Katsuki glanced down to see the hole was drenched with cum inside. A few drops dripped out onto the sound. He kinda wished he was awake during that. How did a mermaid asshole feel to fuck?

Well, it’s not like he’d have anything to compare it to.

Katsuki pulled out, watching the sudden glob of cum that rushed out of (Name)’s hole. (Name) whimpered at the feeling.

“Sorry… but do you mind pushing me back to the ocean…?”

“Oh, sure.”

Once (Name) was in the water. He looked back at Katsuki with a grin.

“Can you come back here in six months? The babies would be born by then!”

Katsuki felt faint. First time he ever had sex was with a mermaid and he was already a father.

“Yeah.. yeah I’ll come back.”

With that, (Name) was gone with a flourish. Katsuki pulled up his pants as he tried not to think hard about how he was going to be a father to mermaids. How much would (Name) give birth to?

“I’m shocked you lived.”

Katsuki looked over to see a tired Aizawa.

“The hell? What do you mean?”

“Usually the mermaid kills the father. He probably likes you.” Aizawa muttered, turning to go back to the ship. “Oh, congrats on the kids.”

Katsuki wanted to fucking kill him.

But he wasn’t wrong. He was now a father.

But he did wonder, was (Name) really washed up by the tsunami?

╭┈─────── ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

╰┈─➤ ＥＮＤ

Added a few things 🤭 little special something

Thanks for the request!

#bottom male reader #bnha x male reader #bakugo x male reader

[eternal-kosmo-ghoul]

Could you maybe write an established relationship sodo x fem reader smut with breeding kink and knotting with romantic fluffy after care??

Thank you🖤🖤

“darling amour”

❤︎ Synopsis — Sodo’s a mess of emotions— an unpredictable storm that never knew the touch of gentleness and tender care… until he met his current mate. With her, he can learn to be sweet… caring, and shower his lover with so much affection he never knew he had within him.

Pairing: sodo ghoul x ghoulette!reader (she/her)

Theme: smut ❣︎ , fluff ✿

A/N: I’m experimenting with a new writing style so I hope it doesn’t seem to weird aaaaa. I haven’t written with a fem reader in a while, and idk if I wrote the breeding kink well … so I hope this suffices

CW: NSFW CONTENT. Established relationship, Sodo has issues but it’s ok because reader is amazing, AFAB reader, Breeding kink, knotting, p in v, vaginal sex, praise kink, love marking and hickeys, probably more I can’t think of, but Sodo gives reader lots of love and aftercare <3

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Sodo was an interesting little thing.

A rather stoic and hotheaded little fellow, the firecracker of Ghost— you’d probably find Sodo’s name in the dictionary under the word “temperamental”.

Sodo never let anyone get too close to him, always keeping his walls closely built around him, and rarely opening up. He had made it clear since day one that he isn’t a man that speaks with his heart, but rather with instinct— always snapping his teeth and growling at anyone who tries to get too close. Many of the ghouls and ghoulettes have learned to not irritate this man, as the outcome that came from it was never a pretty sight.

Of course, he wasn’t a completely heartless monster, Sodo was just… troubled. He had his friends, like Rain, Phantom, Swiss, all of those guys, but even they have learned not to try and pry into the secrets of Sodo’s issues.

That is until she came to his life.

Y/N, She was a new little infernal into the pack, Papa had summoned her to serve as a new member of their strange, yet welcoming family in the ministry. Sodo didn’t know what it was about this ghoulette that got him so drawn to her. Maybe it was her sweet yet gracious hand gestures, or the way that her voice was just so angelic, like a mourning dove singing it’s alluring and enchanting song.

Call him delusional for swooning over this demon the moment he saw her— but maybe love at first sight wasn’t so silly to Sodo anymore.

And it seemed that Y/N took a liking to Sodo as well, as she clung to him the moment she was summoned. Newly summoned ghouls usually take a bit to adjust to the topside, the overwhelming sensations of the human realm having freshly summoned ghouls on high alert and hissing at anyone who dares to step a foot into their direction. Yet for some odd reason, Y/N stuck to Sodo, and he didn’t mind one bit.

This seemed to work in their favor, because one thing led to another, the fire ghoul and the new ghoulette started dating. It was… a new experience for Sodo, to say the least. He’s never opened up this quickly to a fellow infernal— let alone one he just met recently. However, the fire ghoul always found himself drawn to this beautiful beast.

Something lured him in like a moth to the flame— drawing him into her presence like an symphonic melody. And honestly, Sodo wasn’t complaining, because this woman was everything he wanted in a mate.

She was a stunning ghoulette. Beautiful like the flames of Hell themselves, a sexy beast that had any man or woman shaking in their knees just from her sheer presence alone. Y/N was everything he could ask for. His little darling amour. An absolutely kind and understanding mate, gentle to the touch but absolutely wild in the sheets.

And oh boy did Sodo love this woman in bed.

Maybe it was the way she let out those soft and elegant moans, or how her tail would intertwine with his every time she was close to finishing. The way he drilled his cock into her tight heat had her squeezing so tightly around him… and the feeling just drove Sodo over the edge every single time.

Y/N was a freak in bed, and the fire ghoul was here for it.

“Fuck, darling. You’re going to squeeze me dry.” The guitarist panted between sharp and haste moans, moving his hips in a rhythm that had him and his lover panting heavily from the sheer feeling of pleasure.

Y/N just let out her own soft and breathy moans, her claws gripping onto the silk-woven bedsheets beneath her, while her lover thrusted into her slowly and sensually.

“Ngh… good.” Y/N uttered out quietly, but her tone was laced with lust and affection. “That’s how I know I’m doing a good job at getting you off.”

Sodo looked down at Y/N. His forehead was glistening with sweat and his cheeks were flushed a lavender color. His entire body felt hot, and yet he couldn’t help but give his partner a half-smirk if both desire and love.

“You little minx, you just know how to get me all riled up. Fuck I love you so much.” The fire ghoul groaned out, his voice resonating through the bedroom. Sodo’s thrusts only increased in speed, the head of his cock hitting that sweet, sweet spot within Y/N’s walls that had her tail quivering and her legs twitching.

Sodo could feel the ring of muscle tightening around his erection, which only made the guitarist let out a series of moans that almost sounded pornographic. “You’re such a good girl… taking my cock so well… mmmh~ you’re going to make me lose it.”

This… affectionate and tender side that Sodo had to him, he never really knew it was in him. He was so used to being such a hateful and spiteful ghoul, a fierce and snappy infernal who was angry with the world, angry with himself. He didn’t think there was an ounce of love in his body.

But this moment with Y/N… clearly proved him wrong.

Sodo’s hip thrusts were slow and sensual… being sure to hit every inch of Y/N’s insides in a way that had her squirming under his hold, begging for more. He slowly picked up the pace, and his moans only increased in volume while his fingers gripped his lover’s wrists more tightly.

“So… nnngh~ good for me.. love you so much— so, so much…” Sodo uttered out, his speech becoming more incoherent. The fire ghoul could also tell that Y/N was enjoying this as much as he was— due to her rather high-pitched moans that almost sounded pornographic.

As the guitarist’s moans and groans increased in volume, he dipped his head down towards the ghoulette’s neck. Sodo’s fangs were bared as he gently sunk them into the soft flesh of his lover, leaving hickeys and bite marks between his heavy grunts and moans. These marks… were proof of how much he loved Y/N, how he cherished her like a goddess… and wouldn’t trade her for anything else.

And he was going to keep showing that love in all the ways he can, sexual or not.

“Ahh~ Sodo please…” Y/N moaned out breathlessly, her tail moving to curl around Sodo’s tail while Sodo pounded into her relentlessly. “Please.. please fill me up..”

Sodo might as well would’ve just came right then and there. Y/N’s voice sounded so hot when she said it like that, he definitely wanted to fill her up with his seed now— wanting nothing more than to see his own cum dripping out of her tight heat.

“Ohhh baby~ I’ll give you more than just that.” The guitarist grunted out, feeling his semi-hardened length pulsing inside of his lover’s hole— the walls tightening around his cock and just making him crave Y/N’s body even more.

“Fuck—! You’re such a good girl for me… ohhh you just look so goddamn gorgeous under me like this…”

Sodo’s lips moved to capture Y/N’s in a fiery and heated kiss, slipping his forked tongue into her mouth as they made out. His thrusts didn’t stop either, and he felt himself getting closer and closer to that brink of pleasure— that feeling that made him feel the closest to heaven.

“You’re so fucking sexy… I love you so much.. mmmh~ so so so much..”

Y/N moaned loudly into the kisses, feeling her lips go numb from how passionate Sodo was being. She felt like passing out from the pleasure, but each of Sodo’s hard, yet pleasurable thrusts only kept her eyes shot wide open in pure ecstasy.

“Nnngh! I’m gonna cum—! Sodo… Sodo please I’m gonna cum!” Y/N cried out, her mind completely fogged with nothing but more lust and carnal desire. She could feel some of that ghoulish instinct within her begging for more and more of Sodo’s cock.. and she was allowing for herself to experience it.

Sodo grunted rather loudly as he heard Y/N beg for a release, and he just couldn’t resist biting her neck slightly— leaving a dark and bruising hickey on a spot that would definitely be difficult to cover up.

“Oh yeah? You’re going to cum for me? Mmmmh fuck~ don’t hold back now… let me feel that pleasure you’re experiencing!” Sodo panted out lustfully, his pupils shaped like hearts as he stared down at his lover with so much love and desire.

Sodo’s thumb moved down to gently press down against Y/N’s clit, before moving it in a circular motion while he was thrusting inside of her— giving an extra sense of stimulation that had Y/N squirming and screaming Sodo’s name.

Y/N could feel that knot within her abdomen being slowly undone— before she finally let out one last cry of pleasure, releasing her essence all over Sodo’s cock while it was buried deep within her.

Sodo shortly followed after her, letting out a loud groan before thrusting into Y/N one last time with a hard push. The fire ghoul released his hot seed inside of the ghoulette, ropes of thick cum filling her up to the brim completely. His orgasm was so intense, there was a bit of that slick fluid dripping out of her hole.

Both infernals just laid there for a moment, giving themselves a few minutes to catch their breath. Sodo laid gently on top of Y/N’s chest, before slowly pulling out of his lover, feeling their mixed fluids leave behind a trail that snapped off.

Wordlessly, Sodo got off of the bed and went into the bathroom to grab some towels. One for Y/N and one for himself. He then crawled back onto the bed again, before gesturing to Y/N to come over to him.

“Come here, darling. Let me clean you up.”

Y/N just nodded and slowly got up to move over to Sodo. The fire ghoul then wrapped his arms gently around Y/N’s waist and pulled her into his chest— her bare back resting against his chest. Sodo then used the towel to clean up any remaining fluids down between Y/N’s legs, being extra careful and sensitive so he didn’t stimulate Y/N’s aching privates any further.

Sodo’s touch was so gentle and tender. While he was cleaning Y/N up, he’d occasionally leave a kiss or two on the ghoulette’s cheek— which in turn made her giggle from the ticklish feeling.

The sound of her giggles swelled Sodo’s chest with a familiar warmth that he was slowly getting used to.

“Mmmh.. I love how you’re being so gentle..” Y/N whispered quietly, turning her head around to be met with Sodo’s loving gaze. “It’s one of my favorite things about you.”

Gentle. Sodo would never describe himself as a gentle being. But, his lover saw past his cold exterior, and awoken something more sweet and caring within him. He liked being gentle.

“I do try,” Sodo answered back with a smile, before softly kissing Y/N’s lips. He then cleaned up the last few traces of that sticky fluid, before putting the towel down.

“There… all cleaned up. And you still look as gorgeous as ever.” Sodo praised with a chuckle following after, peppering Y/N’s face with sweet and short kisses— which made her laugh in a delighted manner from how Sodo was acting.

“Oh my Satan— you can be so cheesy sometimes.”

“Only for you I am~ and you know you love it too, Y/N.”

“I do. That’s why I’m your mate, you dummy,”

The fire ghoul only rolled his eyes playfully, and pulled Y/N into his arms again— gently laying down on the silk sheets with his mate in his arms, caressing her and pulling her close.

“Yeah… and I wouldn’t trade you for anyone else.” Sodo whispered softly, burying his head into the crook of Y/N’s neck.

He could breath in her scent, and it was a comforting one. She smelt of roses and fresh vanilla, with a hint of sex from what they both did just now … but it was a comforting sense that brought peace to Sodo’s mind.

Sodo just stayed cuddled up in Y/N’s embrace, while he too was holding her closely. Their bare bodies clung together like two perfectly fitted puzzle pieces. Sodo purred softly and nudged his horns gently against Y/N’s jaw, to which she just chuckled and gently stroked them, her tail moving to intertwine with Sodo’s.

“I love you, Sodo...” Y/N whispered into his ear softly. Her tone was comforting and soothing, it made Sodo feel at ease.

For the first time in a while, he felt peace. He felt calm with his mate… because she has slowly broke down his walls, and carefully opened up his heart… to feel loved again.

“… I love you too, Y/N,”

And he just smiled, feeling his eyes flutter shut as he drifted off into dreamland, dreaming about nothing but peace and love.

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#ghost bc #ghost fanfiction #nameless ghoul x reader #nameless ghouls #sodo ghoul #ghost smut #the band ghost #nameless ghoul headcanons #nameless ghoul smut #sodo smut #sodo x reader #dewdrop ghost #dewdrop ghoul #dewdrop x reader #dewdrop smut #ghost headcanons

[sokovianheadtilt]

Dancing In The Dark

Bucky Barnes x black!reader

Summary: Y/N is 6 months pregnant, Bucky finds her in the kitchen at 3am indulging in her slightly odd cravings

Warnings: Pure fluff 

A/N: Just realized I haven’t added anything to the My Little Love universe since last June…my bad y’all I’m gonna be more consistent I swear :) also, HAPPY PRIDE🏳️‍🌈 (p.s., there’s one line in here that may seem like a taylor swift reference but it’s not, I just thought it was cute lol)

Word Count: 844

SERIES MASTERLIST

Y/N glanced over at the clock sitting on her bedside table, the red glowing numbers reading 3:17am. She sighed and slowly got out of bed, rubbing her large belly that’s housing her two twin girls. When her and Bucky first found out, he was ecstatic that his family was growing at a faster pace, you’ve always wanted twins and now your dream is coming true. The only downside was that your precious angels gave you the weirdest cravings at the most unpredictable times, like right at this moment in the middle of the night. 

Y/N slowly got out of bed, looking over at Bucky to make sure he was still sleeping. You hated waking him up, it always made you feel guilty. You quietly made your way downstairs and looked in the fridge before finding what you wanted, pickles and mustard. You grabbed the items and went to sit at the kitchen table before opening the door, pouring some mustard onto it and took a bite. You let out a soft moan at the seemingly delicious taste and kept eating. 

You were on your third pickle before hearing footsteps coming down the stairs. Glancing up, you saw Bucky walking over to you with a sleepy smile. 

“Again sweetheart? Come on, you know my body knows when you’re not laying next to me” he chuckled and went over to press a kiss to your head “And this is not healthy” he gently took the jar and closed it 

“I know baby, but the babies- you know, the ones you put inside me?” she said as he interrupted “Oh please that night you were begging me to stay inside you, are you really shocked?” Y/N looked up at him “Yes, I was there, now what I was saying, your children give me these cravings, take it up with them” you told him, watching as he turned your chair towards himself, moving to kneel in front of your large belly. 

“My little princesses, Aurora and Arabella, maybe you should let your momma snack on some carrots or something so she can help you guys grow big and strong” he gently rubbed your belly as you ran your fingers through his hair. “I can’t wait to meet you both. I hope you look like your momma. She’s the most ethereal woman I have ever seen and you’re gonna love her” he pressed a gentle kiss to your stomach “Goodnight my angels” he stood up and went to put the pickles and mustard back in the fridge. 

You got up from the table and went to follow him, tears falling down your cheeks as you sniffled. Bucky looked up at you and frowned “Baby what’s wrong?” he cupped your face in his hands, wiping your tears away with his thumbs. “I-I just got so lucky you know? I have my dream man, dream life, gonna have 3 wonderful kids” you sniffled again “It’s all so perfect”

Bucky smiled at your declaration. He never thought he’d be able to have this type of life either. But the greatest day of his life was when you moved in next door, and now he’s here. 

“It is perfect my love” he pressed a kiss to her forehead “Because everyday when I see you, our little boy, and our little girls? I thank the heavens every day” 

He moved his hands to your waist, starting to gently sway with you in the refrigerator light, despite no music playing. Y/N moved her hands to rest on his shoulders, resting her forehead on his as he hummed gently. The way Bucky treats you is so…unlike you’ve ever experienced. He treats you like the finest china on the shelf, with so much love and respect, so gentle and caring, you never want to give that up. You never want to wake up in the mornings without him kissing you awake, making you breakfast in bed, watching him take care of a little boy who he treats like his own, you never want this to end. 

“Marry me” you whispered as you felt him stop moving and humming “What?” he said gently as you pulled away to look him in the eye “Marry me” you set a hand on his cheek “Bucky I never want to know what it’s like to live without you. You love Logan and our girls so much, you treat us all so well, and I just want to make our forever love official. So, James Buchanan Barnes, will you marry me?” Bucky looked at you with a stunned expression as he teared up “Y/N, my gorgeous angel, of course, I’ll marry you” he leaned in to kiss you passionately. When he pulled away, you saw the tear tracks down his face “Sweetheart, I promise to give you the wedding you deserve, anything you want, I’ll make it happen” he kissed your nose “Now, my sweet fiance, let’s go to bed” he took your hand, closed the fridge, bringing the both of you back upstairs, as fiances.

#sokovianheadtilt #my little love au #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x black!reader #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x pregnant reader

[trippygalaxy]

Hi there, is it okay to request a headcanon on twilight, wild and time with their reader, who's a sleepwalker?

((Idk if this part of your rules, can't find it so if uncomfortable you can delete this))

Not against my rules at all! I'mma go more headcanon style just cause it gonna be easier! Edit: This was pretty fun! I hope you enjoy anon! Pairing: Twilight, Wild, Time x gn!reader (separately) Warnings: None Part 2 Part 3

Twilight

Out of these three, he is the worriest of the worts. It depends on that you do that might cause to reactions.

If you tell him about your situation and have a discussion, he'll be more relaxed about the whole ordeal.

Don't get me wrong, he is still hella worried about your well being and what might happen to you but he can at least plan what to do and precautions to take you both can make to prevent any injuries.

Now, if you hadn't told him about your...nightly habits then he (and the rest of the chain) will be very panicked when you're no where to be found around the camp

Prepare for a lecture of a life time from your very worried lover! But don't take the scolding as him being mad, sure he's upset and sure you gave him a heart attack (probably a panic attack as well) but he's just glad you're alright.

After that, Twi becomes a lot more protective over you. Meaning that he or Wolfie is sleeping on top of you or keeping you in his arms during the night.

If you're not comfortable with touch, he might try and convince you to have your leg tied to his OR a heavy object-- he becomes more insistent if you keep wandering off!

He doesn't mean to baby you or make you feel as if your a danger to yourself, it's just how unpredictable such a condition can be and with all the danger in your lives he couldn't forgive himself if something happened to you while he slept.

Wild

Another worrier but a lot more tame compared to Twi

One of the many insomniacs in The Chain so he's more the likely to be awake when you have your...uh "moments." This means he'll be very aware of the direction you head and will likely follow you, just to keep an eye on ya.

Though he'll try not to wake you up during those moments, Wild will if you're in some sort of danger. But most of the time you can find him trailing close behind while you walk. You could just doing loops around the camp and he'll still follow you like a lost puppy.

He does worry but he knows that if it was a serious issue, you'd had made precautions. You're smart like that, he'd say

Oh but do be prepared for so many pictures. Wild constantly has his sheikah slate on him, so expect a multitude of unflattering images of yourself!

His favourite is a picture of you, eyes closed but smiled wide leant over a half-woken Twilight, mid stroke of petting the wolf pelt.

Wild says that you said that you were "talking to wolfie and giving him the love and appreciation he deserves," and neither Twilight or yourself can conform that statement but....To be honest it sounds very plausible...

Over all, Wild does worry about you but he understands that your the one that has had to live with this condition and has the best idea how to handle it! But that's not gonna stop him from getting amazing black mail >:))

Time

The second most worried but also mildly amused!

Like Twi and Wild, the old man is concerned about this nightly "habit" as he calls it. Similar to Wild, he'll make sure you don't wander off if you happen to walk while he's on his night shift and will also find your strange shenanigans quite entertaining (he may or may not have had drawn on your face and blame the other boys, much to their dismay). But unlike Twilight, he takes a more subtle approach to the situation.

Time tries to figure out what the cause of your sleepwalking might be. He's heard some causes could be lack of sleep and/or extreme stress and anxiety as well as it simply being a trait passed down from family.

First, he decides to test the first option. Time will take any of your night shifts, waving off your protests. He also encourages you to take naps during their mid day breaks, promising to wake you up in a couple minutes (those "couple minutes" turn into an hour and a half)

If lack of sleep is not the cause of your sleepwalking, he'll stubbornly move on to the second option, more determined than before.

The implications do make him worry. Had you've been keeping something from him? If something racks you with so much stress it causes your body to walk whilst you slept, it must be a serious matter.

So, with those thoughts lingering in his mind Time pulls you aside during the night and has a talk with you. As gently as he can, Time brings up his concerns and awaits your response.

If you admit to stress playing a factor to your nightly habits Time is quick to offer his help. Whether that's a second set of hands or a new open mind or simply a shoulder to cry on, he'll be there in a heart beat.

If stress isn't the factor than he really is stumped, but that doesn't mean he's gonna stop from trying to find ways to lessen the amount of sleepwalking episodes you have!

#linked universe #linked universe headcanons #linked universe x reader #linkeduniverse #lu time #lu wild #lu twilight #lu x reader #reader insert #trippy answers #tales out of orbit

[merakiui]

Oooooh what if we were about to be one of his victims! He could be in a pissed mood and we just bump into him. He was about to kill but we ask if he's OK. We look so concerned for him and it stuns him temporarily. We're different. He fells calm now??? But he still wants to hunt. He smirks and tells up we're fine but if we agree to some coffee he'll be even better. This is before he's caught or even suspected. We get flushed and laugh agreeing thinking it's a joke. But nope! He smiles and grabs our hand and brings us to a coffee ship Azul runs. We enjoy ourselves??? We agree to another coffee date. We enjoys the dates and we end fucking. He still wants to hunt us though. Maybe we have some predator/prey play with HEAVY fear play. He introduces us to his brother and soon its a throuple! Jade helps keep him covered when he gets the itch to kill, and keeps us occupied when floyd is out. He has to stop himself from acualy killing his precious little shrimpy some days. But after he goes out and does it for real with strangers thinking it's us. Admitidly he SHOULD kill us. To many people arpund him could be bad and he could go caught. Oooh OH!!! Maybe we end up pregnant! It could be jade or Floyd's. But either way a baby's on the way! Floyd stops the killing for a while to precupied geting ready for the baby and tending to his now growing family. Then it happens. He's caught. His poor shrimpy is in denial. We visit him in tears begging him to tell us it's not true. He can't be this monster the media is telling us he is.

And that's all I got for now XD I just want smutty angst.

👻 anon

orz that's so good aaaaaa!!!! And you're so certain Floyd would never do such a thing. He's a sweetheart; he loves you! He's always been so gentle and loving in spite of his mood swings (each one expertly covered up so that you'll never peel back the many layers that enshroud a violent, unpredictable center). But there's so much evidence and he's currently in custody and it's really not looking promising for his innocence... You're begging police to reconsider when they bring you in for an interview. Of course you'll tell them they have it all wrong! Your Floyd would never do such a thing! He's not a killer; he'd never murder anyone! He's going to be a father; the two of you were going to get married (or so you later learned when police searched Floyd's place and found an engagement ring, among other things).

You're so heartbroken that you lean on Jade for support when he offers it. You ask if he knew this entire time and of course he'll lie. He's not looking to be thrown in prison. After all, who else will be here to look after you and the baby? :)

No matter what the authorities or media say about Floyd, you still love him. Maybe it's the hormones from your pregnancy, or maybe it's the delusion you've confined yourself to—the certainty that it could never and would never be him even though more and more evidence is surfacing with each passing week. You continue to love and care for him even with all of these gruesome truths. At the very least, you can still visit Floyd when he's in prison. It's not the same, not when you're separated by a thick pane of glass, but at least you can still see him. He may be dangerous to everyone else, but in your eyes he's the sweetest man you've ever known. Maybe it hurts you more to realize that he's not all good as you've always hoped. Maybe it's because, despite all of the delusions you try to believe in, you recognize that though he may not have hurt you in any way he's hurt so many outside of you. And it's a painful reality to grapple with, especially when you're months into your pregnancy and Floyd's not around to brighten your days as he so often did before he was caught.

But there is one consistent in all of this madness. From the very beginning he's always been there, quiet and easy to ignore at times. Jade welcomes you into his arms when you come crying. It's not ideal, but he's someone you're familiar with. And sometimes familiarity is the most bittersweet balm.

#twisted chit chat #serial killer floyd #👻 anon

[menacing-menace-rat]

Platonic yandere justice league part 3 final

Part 1 Superman, Batman, and Wonder Woman

Part 2 Aquaman and Green Lantern (John Stewart)

Warnings: kidnapping, stalking, the normal yandere shenanigans

The Flash

(this one borders on romantic but not sexual if that makes sense I have a hard time imagining him as a purely platonic yandere in any context.)

Your family were to Central City what the Waynes were to Gotham. Minus the double homicide 😬

Every citizen knew your name.

You have had many stalkers but none quite so enthusiastic as the city's own hero Flash.

It started playfully enough. He'd speed by you and back track just to say hello.

You were flattered at first. Such a busy important hero taking time to stop and chat.

The public loved it as well.

And for a little while you didn't mind his attention. He was funny and sweet.

You did always have a soft spot for goofballs and they don't get much more goofy than him.

You even consider asking him out once or twice.

That was until your security cameras started to mess up.

A blur of red would plague your cameras every now and again.

Small things would go missing in your home. Never anything expensive or important.

A hairbrush or a used night shirt.

When you slowed the footage you could hardly make out the familiar shape of your hero friend.

It wasn't enough to take to the cops and you yourself wasn't even sure if it was him.

Just to be careful you cut contact with him.

This wasn't a good idea.

Now Flash is by far the most unorganized of the justice league yanderes. No surprise there.

He'd have next to no self control.

If he feels like he should break in and "borrow" something of yours, he will.

If he feels like he's losing you he will just... stop that.

He'd take you to an abandoned warehouse he's fixed up. Somehow it still smells like a frat house thanks to him.

It would happen so fast you wouldn't have any clue what was going on.

One second you are walking home surrounded by bodyguards the next you are sitting in a warehouse chained to a wall.

He'd be so apologetic right away.

The regret is obvious.

He knew he couldn't just let you go now though.

He's isn't delusional enough not to see the problem here but he his arrogant enough to think maybe he can make you like him enough not to tell anyone.

The constant reassurance of "I'm not gonna hurt you!" Doesn't help anything.

He wasn't lying. He would rather die then be the cause of any kind of pain to you.

It's just that he's an idiot and has a hard time sounding convincing when he tells you this.

Thankfully this one is the easiest to get out of.

If you believe him you can just wait and earn his trust he will actually just let you go because again this was just a horrible mistake on his part.

Or you can ambush him. The man is super fast but he can still be knocked out easily enough if you get him from behind.

Flash is the most harmless and unpredictable yandere easily.

There is no guessing if he's lucid at any given moment.

I definitely think he and Green Lantern are tied for the safest yanderes though.

Over all a little scary but mostly harmless.

Martian Manhunter

You were an ER doctor working the night shift when you first met.

He was brought in disguised as a human.

He'd been knocked out and found under a bridge.

It it wasn't long before you found out he was something different.

Of course you knew aliens lived among you but it's a whole other thing to be face to face with one.

You all had no way of knowing this was Martian Manhunter a well known hero in the city.

Your coworkers wanted to turn him to the authorities.

You were always more open minded then most. You couldn't let this innocent man be taken a away and have God knows what done to him.

When you were alone you got him in a wheelchair and snuck him home to keep him safe.

It wasn't long after he woke up and transformed into the semi familiar form of Martian Manhunter.

You explained yourself.

He thought it while unnecessary it was a kind act.

Reading your mind he could see how kind and gentle you really were.

He was always fond of humans and their complex emotions and peculiar ways but something about you he really liked.

After thanking you he left.

Immediately he noticed how he couldn't stop thinking about you.

He didn't find you attractive. He wasn't attracted to humans in kind of romantic or sexual way.

But like humans, Martians could find platonic love just as fulfilling and even intoxicating.

He was well aware how much he thought about you wasn't normal. But what harm could it do?

Martians are rarely impulsive.

He would only kidnap you as an last resort.

He didn't need to kidnap you to keep you safe.

He would take the form of neighbors and coworkers to keep an eye on you.

While in these forms he'd scan the minds of everyone around to make sure no one was planning on doing any harm to you.

More then once he has had to dispose of some ill intentioned men on your nightly walks home.

He just walked watching you.

He'd even turn into a fly and watch you in your home.

Watching you made him feel so human.

In the time he spent around you he has learned so much about humanity and what it means to be human.

Eventually he would learn all he could form this level of contact and new he has to move to face to face meeting.

He'd come to your door one evening with a baked good to say thank you again.

Seemingly very naturally to you a friendship formed.

He'd leave your apartment and come right back in as some kind of bug.

J'onn unlike most of the others could be happy with this kind of relationship.

He above all else is very empathetic. He knows how traumatic it would be to you to be taken away from your life.

That being said if you ever found out about his unconventional form friendship he'd have to take you.

He couldn't let you leave his life.

He'd try to wipe your mind.

To make you forget his mistakes .

You would be his friend for the rest of your life.

Whether you knew it or not.

Sorry this took so long. I posted it but my tumbler crashed and I lost all my progress. I got discouraged for a bit. Sorry if this one isn't as good. I was rushed and panicked it would get eaten again.

#dc comics #platonic yandere #justice league #the flash #martian manhunter

[ohshy]

Feelin kinda down so fuck it- how about some burnt bread hcs if you got any?

If not, how about disco kid?

~ fan-mans

hope u feel better soon bro ! also HELL YEAH BURNT BREAD !!!!!!!! one of my favorites :3

so where does it all begin? well.... (under the cut bc its Long)

aran didnt actually have to use any of dirty tricks to take joe down, so they didn't start off on that bad of a foot, or a bad foot at all. (fighting is par for the course for this sport, of course.)

that being said though, you still see n hear things ab eachother, and have assumptions as a result. Aran initally sees joe as a snobby, wimpy man, and joe aran as a scary, unpredictable brute.

eventually, however, aran starts looking at joe... a little differently. he pranks him a lot because yknow. its funny. but joe doesnt seem to mind it at all... in fact, he takes his pranks really well, and it makes aran see strong joe is in a way and how much of a sense of humor he has.

joe at the other hand, noticed that aran, outside the ring, was actually fairly tame, outside of his pranks of course. it helped a lot with mellowing his perception of him. combine this joe's many hobbies and aran's try-everything attitude, and youve got the start of a click !

news of their little budding relationship spreads around the minor- and world circuit, and kaiser begins to take notice ab how joe talks ab aran, how hed normally b horrified at the prospect of him being anywhere NEAR him.

so one day, in all his eternal german grace, he says...

''well if you love him so much, why don't you two kiss, hm?''

and joe hadnt gotten that thought out of his head since.

as for disco kid hcs, ive already told most of them so ill talk ab how the minor circuit reacted to joe wanting to confess to aran instead !!

disco, albeit kinda scared of aran, is ecstatic for joe, wishes him luck and wants to know EVERYTHING about how it went afterward

i imagine hippo would be pretty whatever about it. guy isnt too concerned ab peoples love lifes. wishes him luck like disco tho.

meanwhile kaiser? ''Eh, it is your funeral''

I imagine the world circuit wouldn't be as close with eachother seeing as how theyre busier n likely more hounded by journalists, but they do know in broad terms what goes on in the lives of eachother.

so macho catches wind of aran's crush, and he basically shittalks joe to arans face

''I know everyone's standards are too high for you, but joe's just a sad bar, even for you.''

Aran, not even reacting to the dig against him, starts ranting to macho about how joe is admirable as all hell for getting back up after 99 losses, and how that must mean he has a real love and respect for the sport. He even boldly exclaims that joe arguably works harder than macho, the victories who seems to come so easily to him.

macho eventually leaves, deciding aran's not worth his precious time.

aran then turns around, and OMG HE SEES JOE STANDING THERE !!!!!

anyway he heard all about what aran said (thats right, overhearing ooc conversations and miscommunication happening is OUT, overhearing conversations and gaining respect for someone is IN), and confesses right there and then. aran, hearing prolly the most romantic speech thats ever been directed to him in his entire life, is at a loss for words. He can't say anything other than ''of course, joey.''

and thats the start of their relationship :3

as for other misc hcs that dont fit anywhere else...

one time, when cleaning out aran's jacket pockets (joe's a bit of a neat freak), he found... a bunch of lint. But also !! he found a ton of crumpled up notes. They included phrases for the ring, comedic poems... but they also had affirmations for himself, about his family, but also about joe. joe, sans the lint, left the pockets as is. ever since then though, he's felt closer to him than ever.

joe will often try to pick up aran like a princess. considering hes still decently muscled, he can do it succesfully.

joe loves baking, especially bread, but aran will ALWAYS manage to set something on fire. think spencer from icarly.

they infodump to eachother ab their respective countries histories and folk tales, joe esp ab the former n aran ab the latter.

one time, joe and aran set out for a night walk. then, they (or rather aran) thought he heard a banshee screech. what they actually heard prolly was a car tire screeching in the distance. aran, however, was never the less scared SHITLESS and ran tf home, screaming highpitched. He had to be comforted by joe all night after they got home.

aran loves going to theme parks. he loves the rush. joe, however, hates the tall rides like the rollercoasters, n prefers the calmer rides like the teacups. They have a ''goes onto the rollercoaster alone'' x ''holds the persons stuff while theyre gone'' dynamic.

they rly like singing duets together, especially after a couple drinks. wine in joe's case and beer in arans case. theyve sang at macho's parties before as well, and needless to say they make for great entertainment.

aran often sends joe cursed memes n selfies that joe just Does Not understand

''aran, i will Not hold feet with you, zat's disgusting''

''come on joey..... do ye love me or not......''

#aran ryan #glass joe #burnt bread #punch out wii #punch out #hope u enjoy charlie !!!! had a lot of fun working on these #these two make my heart warm :3 #headcanons #monkey brain typing #asks #glass joe x aran ryan #aran ryan x glass joe

[charleslebatman]

bestie I'm sorry if I'm asking a stupid question but in your AMAZING analysis of the class system in Monaco I got curious. Do you think Charles is with Alex out of interest or because he wants to raise his social status?

In a kind of way. Don’t take my speculation as a binary thing, as the stupid people can make as always we’re trying to say our hypothesis. Life is fluctuating, things are more complex and unpredictable than we think. I’m trying, even more in english that is fucking a mess for me for about this subject, to be clear as possible. 🙃

Well, I'm off to get chopped up in the public square. After a while, I'm going to think I'm a masochist. I really do. 💀 Anyway, her surname is uncommon in France and has a very French connotation, being part of an upper class generally. Quite aristocratic, well-to-do or bourgeois. Mostly "Saint", as one will find in France the "de" something. I don't know where all these so-called debunked theories come from, from her having lived in Beausoleil, in Marseille. But what we do know from her Linkedin profile is that she went to high school in Monaco. She knows the Siné family from near and far, having commented a few years ago on a post by Charlotte's sister Valentine and Charlotte herself.

She has strong family ties to Monaco. When you search for Saint-Mleux, you come across two men, both of whom have held and still hold positions in Monaco. One worked for the Ranier III government, received a Legion d'Honneur in France and was a director of the famous Bain des Mers company in Monaco. The other was born in 1961, spent part of his childhood in Paris and then moved to Monaco in 1972, the same year the first man took up his post in Monaco. And then left to study in Paris. And they're father and son, I just found out. As many Saint-Mleux in Monaco, with her having studied at the Lycée de Monaco, statistically it's related. If there really was to be no link, for me, it would have been a link with Bretagne (French region in France) where the name may be a little more widespread and still.

After all, it's just my hypothesis, so don't take it as an irrefutable truth. Of course, be intelligent, give me your opinion and tell me if my speculation is just something to throw away and we'll move on. But statistically, a daughter educated in Monaco, with a father and son connected to Monaco. That's a lot of coincidence.

I think Charles has a lot to gain by being linked to a family that may have been very close to the Monegasque royal family. More than her. I'm not saying he'd be with her for her name, but a little. I think Charles is someone who easily convinces himself that he's in love, that he needs to be in a couple, he came across her who wanted his little fame and influencer life a little hidden. But not too hidden. With one name and a well-placed family, everyone in Monaco knows everyone else. Marta said it, Charles said it, everyone says it. The Saint-Mleux can't be unknown when you hear the name. Huge speculation. Be smart and not dumb by making a well-shortened summary to make me look like the weirdo. You tell me it's wrong for this and that, and we move on. Don't make a tragedy or drama out of it. 😂

[skylarmoon71]

Aaron Hotchner- Oneshot (Criminal Minds)

"Hotch, you need to see this."

There was a part of him that thought he knew what he was walking into. They'd just rescued a victim from an unsub that took quite a while to track. So when they got there and the man was already subdued, unconscious on the ground, Hotch was relieved.

Through their survey of the woman's house, it became apparent that this wasn't a normal freelance photographer. The many papers and maps of the DC district caught him off guard. His eyes ran over the stickers placed expertly on all the locations of the previous murders. All leading up to your house.

"We need to get her back to quantico."

It's obvious now that there are a few things he needs answered.

~Quantico~

When they seat you in the interrogation room. Your face remains neutral. You can't say you didn't see this coming.

"Aren't you going to ask for a phone call?"

"I think the first sign of guilt is rushing to get my attorney Agent Morgan." He smiled, turning his eyes to the glass behind him.

"Good call."

No one told you why you were brought here. You had an inkling feeling you knew why though. The actual killer was probably locked up. So that could only mean one thing.

"They found the maps."

You were so sure you had this under wraps. When someone else entered, your form straightened. He oozed authority. His gait, stature, eyes. Everything about him just emitted leadership.

"My name is Aaron Hotchner. I'm the Unit Chief of this department." He brushed his tie, taking a seat. He dropped the file case onto the table, opening the folder. You swallowed.

"Why am I here?" You need to keep your voice level.

"How did you know Mr. Keller would be at your house?"

You were right.

"I saw the news. Figured I was better safe than sorry."

"There was no way to know he'd come after you specifically."

"Life is unpredictable. I was prepared. "

"I noticed the other markings in your maps. You seem to have a strange hobby."

"What can I say, maps intrigue me."

"It says here that you live alone. No family or spouse."

"Is there a question in there somewhere Agent Hotchner."

Morgan observed the interaction carefully.

"You don't seem very concerned about your position." Hotch stated

"I'm innocent. What do I have to be concerned about? You came in here and intentionally stated your name and position. A tactic used to disarm and intimidate. Your agent here was being overly friendly, building a rapport with me in hopes that I would lower my guard and unintentionally spill some kind of information on the case. Except I'm not some crazed fan, or killer. So you can drop the act. "

Morgan couldn't hide his surprise. When you realized all that you said, you pulled your hands off the table. Hotch studied the action. Your hands were now laying in your lap defensively.

On the other side of the glass Reid, Prentiss and Rossi were conversing.

"Did you see that kid?" Reid nods.

"She profiled him." Reid mutters in awe. The buzzing of Reid's phone made him look away. He answered.

"Hey Garcia."

"Hi, so I did a deep dive on your little photographer. For the most part it's pretty normal. On social media there's shots of all the gigs she's done. Her work is pretty popular. Bank accounts are average. No strange transactions. Aside from her love for fantasy romance novels online, there's nothing that even significantly suggests serial killer. "

"Why do I feel like there's a but coming?"

"Ever the genius. But! Three years ago she was involved in a shooting. She was shot point blank in a bank heist. Reid, it says here that she saved a child. Eight year old Shelly Combs. The doctors called her recovery miraculous. From what I can tell, she's a hero. After that is where it gets a bit strange."

"Strange how."

"Well I'm reading some of her online activities. Before the accident there was very little information on any kind of brain teasers. But five months ago that increased. There's these mini tournaments they hold. You basically create names and compete. It helps you interact with people all around the world. The challenges range from historical events, to math, to psychology. Just about any kind of intellectual challenge. Reid, from what I'm seeing here-"

"She's a genius..." He muttered.

"Bingo."

"Thank you Garcia."

"Anytime!"

Reid hung up the phone, and Rossi turned.

"Good news."

"I think I figured out why she had those maps." He didn't say much more, just headed for the door. Both Hotch and Morgan turned upon his entrance. The door closed and Reid approached.

"What day were you born? "

You narrowed your eyes.

"You have the files, why are you asking me?"

"I think you know."

Hotch caught the brief look of uncertainty cross your eyes.

"March 24th, 1982. 12:25pm. Saint Bonaventure Hospital. San Jose, California. "

"How many lakes are there in Texas?"

"Seven Thousand and Three. "

"How many are natural?"

"Only one has been recorded as a natural lake. Caddo. Located in East Texas. "

"How many bones are there in the body?"

"Two Hundred and Six. Four in the leg, twenty-seven in the hands, twenty six in the foot-" You stopped yourself, exhaling heavily. When you reached to press a hand to your temple, Reid concluded his study. They'd gotten it all wrong.

"Hotch, you can let her go. She's not an unsub."

They were a little confused when Reid walked in spouting random facts, but when you started answering, it all became clear.

"You were in a shooting, that's why you still get migraines. " You frowned. This was what you had been trying so hard to avoid.

"They were right about you. Spencer Reid. The youngest to join the FBI. A genius."

"I could say the same about you."

"I'm not a genius." The insinuation alone seemed to agitate you.

"A bullet went through my head. Straight into the frontal lobe. For most people that guarantees death, but I got dumb headaches and a brain that now needs constant information to stay active. You must be pretty proud of yourself."

They realized that the topic wasn't exactly one you wanted to have.

"You were tracking the unsub, trying to solve the case." When he saw your hand ball into a fist, he knew he'd hit the mark.

"I was too late. When I saw the first body I tried triangulating the others. I had an estimate for the other two women, but when I called the precinct I kept getting denied. They thought I was another person looking for fame. The last one is where I spotted the pattern. How ironic that it led right back to me. It felt justified. Why should I live when two innocent people who didn't stand a chance lost their lives. It wasn't fair."

There was regret and shame in your eyes. All of which they could all relate too. There was very little Hotch could say that would give you a piece of mind. So he decided right then, why not give you a reason, something to help you move on.

"If you were given the chance, would you help people?"

Your eyes darted up. There's a bit of hesitance, he can see that. But also hope.

"I..." You gulp.

"I'd like to try."

That was all he needed to hear.

~~~~

"So you're just like our boy wonder." Garcia was currently probing you for information. While you kept adjusting your blazer.

"Not exactly. I don't have any qualifications to be an actual agent. So I'm consulting. I've applied to start my studies in Criminology."

"But you are smart."

The statement pauses your constant fidgeting.

"I'm not." Your eyes move to Reid. He's filling out a crossword. Your eyes mark each movement.

"He'll be done in five seconds." Garcia scoffs.

"There's no way you can know that he'll be-"

"Done." Reid states, placing the paper down. When Garcia gapes at Reid, he raises a brow.

"What." Reid asks.

"It's nothing." You head for the bathroom.

You feel a bit annoyed. It was wrong of you to get riled up over this. But everytime they compared you to Reid, it felt like an insult to him. He was special. You weren't. A part of you knows you really have no place in the BAU. But you wanted to help. Regardless of your insecurities. You never even made it to the bathroom. You were just standing at the side, staring at the images of respected agents. Ironic this is where you ended up.

"Are you regretting your decision?" Hotch's voice pulls you out of your little pity party.

"I don't regret it. I just feel like I'm in high school again trying to prove I belong. "

"You have nothing to prove. I asked you to come."

"I know."

"Then you know you're capable of a lot. I didn't ask you here so you can compare yourself to anyone. I want your insight. You'll be a part of this team."

He's right. All he expected was what he already knew you were capable of. But it doesn't stop you from worrying. That at some point you'll fall short, and that will cost someone their life. So you banish the thought from your mind. For now, maybe you just have to focus on what you can control.

"What's the case?"

He just sends you a smile, and you fight back one of your own as you head to the table with the rest of the team.

~

As the weeks fly by, you find yourself becoming more comfortable with the team. Your very first case was a bit gruesome.

Decapitation.

The profile has led you to believe that whoever this is, he's not reliving some traumatic childhood memory. He enjoys this. The pain it causes not just his victims, but the family. That's why when they were about to confront the unsub, you weren't in the field. You didn't have the training to be out there with them. They'd told you to stay at the station while they went through the list Garcia compiled of possible suspects.

So you wait.

But sitting around in that building was making you anxious. They've been gone for a while, yet still no word. All you'd done was step out of the precinct for a few minutes to get some air clear your head.

"Sir, right now we're working to find the man responsible. There's nothing else we can do, please go home." From the exasperated tone of the officer, you know this man has probably visited multiple times. It's understandable.

"Sir."

The older man turns to you, and you mean to walk over and comfort, but something about his body language is off. You aren't sure why, but you mentally go over the profile in your head.

"He may be unsuspecting. There's a good chance he'll insert himself into the investigation. A concerned relative, even a reporter."

Swallowing, you do your best to school your features.

"Is there something I can help you with?" You hope your voice isn't too shaky.

"It's just my daughter, she was taken by that monster."

His sadness lacks the usual markers you spot from a person that grieves. You take a small step back. There's no way for you to run without him picking up on it. You're scared.

"Can you help me?" He takes a step forward.

"I-I'll talk to one of the officers. Just stay right there." You try to move back, but he pulls out a gun. Someone screams, and others scramble from in front of the station. You know cops will begin rushing out in the matter of seconds. If it comes down to it, he'd start shooting recklessly. His plan was to go down with as many people as he can. Without thinking you jump at him. He doesn't anticipate it, neither do you. Both your bodies tumble, and a shot goes off.

The bullet has struck your shoulder, but the gun is out of his reach.

"GET DOWN!!"

The yell of many officers echo, and you keep your head pressed to the floor. Your attacker isn't as obedient. He jumps upright, charging at them, and a number of bullets resound in the area. You just stare as he falls like a tree right in front of you. He's merely a few inches away, and his face is directly in front of you, eyes wide, body unmoving. Your entire body is shaking. Whether from shock, or fear, you don't know. Even when an officer rushes to help you to your feet, you don't really move. Those eyes seem engraved in your mind. They carry you away, and all you can do is wait for the team.

~~~

"Thankfully the bullet went directly through. We're keeping her overnight for observation, but she'll be cleared to leave tomorrow. I'd suggest she take time off to get fully healed. "

"Thank you."

Hotch shakes the man's hand as he walks away. When Hotch turns back, they all seem to rise from their seats.

"They're going to keep her overnight, but she's fine. " Garcia exhales, and Morgan rubs her shoulder. Everyone looks more relaxed.

"You all should get some rest. We had a tough case. I'm going to see her."

For the most part they seem reluctant, but there's a subtle look of guilt in Hotch's eyes. He blames himself. Rossi gives his shoulder a squeeze.

"Get some rest yourself Aaron." He nods, and they disperse. Hotch watches them exit, turning back to head down the hallway. When he turns a corner, he knocks on the door before him as he enters.

Your head lifts, and you smile.

"HOTCH!"

Your tone is loud and peppy. You press your fingers to your lips as he closes the door.

"Shhhhh! Don't be so loud."

He stifles a laugh. It's obvious that you were high on painkillers.

"What did they give you?" He asks to take a seat.

"Morrrrphineeeee." You grin.

"It seems you have a very low tolerance."

"Yep!! Runs in the family." You basically sing.

He leans back in the chair, and you look at him.

"Why so sad?"

You push out your lips, and he wishes he had a camera to record this behavior. Because when you came to, he was sure you wouldn't believe a word. His eyes run over your body. The bandages on your shoulder trigger his guilt.

"I'm the reason you got hurt. I brought you into this. I left you unprotected."

"It's not your fault Hotchy. You're a good boss. You gave me a job!! Now I fight crime like a hero. We're like Batman and Robin." You whisper the last part like it's a secret.

"Thank you for looking out for me Batman." Your head presses back into the pillow, and Hotch can't help but feel relieved that it all worked out. It appears you're drifting off to sleep. He just reaches over, gently taking your hand, and you squeeze it softly.

"Thanks Hotchy.." You murmur.

"You're welcome."

#aaron hotchner #love #trust #care #cutenes #understanding #team #bau #aaron x reader #fight #crime #profilers #derek morgan #spencer reid #david rossi #Penelope Garcia #change #geniusreader #accidents #neardeath

[call-sign-shark]

hello! random question <3

would rat and the rest of the shelby family ever meet and interact? just curious!! i feel like tommy would be a dick if he ever met rat tbh but polly or ada would get along well with her? im not too sure, what do you think?

Hi sweetie, thank you for the lovely question. You made me smile like an idiot. What a good timing though, ‘cause I’m currently working on Rat’s and Arthur’s the next snippet. 😌

In truth, I planned to write something about Rat’s meeting with Modern!Shelby family but I did not think about it yet, then your wonderful question popped in my ask box and made my brain worked hard. So here we go!

Thomas Shelby: I think you’re absolutely right about Tommy. In this Modern!AU, Tommy’s main job is politics even if he is still involved in illegal activities — but no spoil. With that in mind, he would consider Rat as a “walking bag of harmful troubles” for both his reputation and his brother’s. She’s loud, impolite, unpredictable and he absolutely despise these traits. Moreover, the reason behind him being a dick with her is directly linked with her link with Jack Nelson. His favorite sentence would be: “Listen brother, I know you’re feeling empathic but keeping this girl with you won’t do you good. I don’t think she has a positive impact on you. Dump her back on the streets and focus on getting back to your wife and your career. She isn’t worth it.”

John Shelby: While John is often represented as goofy and good-natured, I don’t think he’s that sympathetic with newcomers. His relationship with Heaven in Heaven in Your Eyes is quite unique, and it is not how he would behave with the other women his brothers bring. Surprisingly enough, he would not fancy Rat. Don’t get me wrong, he wouldn’t be a dick but he would be suspicious as fuck. Look, his big brother is having an existential crisis: he has lost his job, he has lost his wife, and he is addicted to drugs. The moment he tries to get better, a rude, unruly and problematic girl bursts out from nowhere and shakes his life. Isn’t it scary? So yeah, John is afraid of the possibility of Rat bringing problems to Arthur, as well as pulling him deeper in his addictions. John be like “Eh, she sounds like a bad idea, bro.” To that Arthur would just shrug and reply “My life’s made of bad ideas and stupid decisions”

Polly Gray: In this Modern!AU, Aunt Pol has a little esoteric shop and still has some supernatural gifts only a few believes in. From the moment she’d see Rat, her mother instincts would kick in. We should not forget that Rat is in her very early twenties, so Polly would feel she’s a lost little girl who tries to run away from something/someone. She would also understand that a lot of her rude behavior is just the way she’s found to protect herself — as well as being symptoms of deep traumas. That’s why she would often invite her for tea time and would prolly force-feed her sometimes. 😂 Also, I can perfectly picture Polly slapping Arthur’s head and scolding him like: “Don’t talk to her like that!” // “Do you even feed her? She looks so thin!” // “Can’t you be more gentle with her?!”

Also she would notice that her nephew has feelings for that chaotic blue-haired pixie. Which would lead her to grab Arthur and tell him: “Listen. That girl is more fragile than what she shows. So keep your dick in your fucking trousers and don’t make her suffer more than she already does.”

Ada Shelby: At first, Ada would look at her and raise a brow. She doesn’t understand why her brother decides to take care of her, but it’s none of her business. But one day she sees Rat punching the shit out of a grown-ass man who was catcalling a girl in the streets and she grows fascinated by her. I feel like they’d have a very sisterly bond, with Ada appreciating Rat’s toughness, ability to survive by herself and her Muay Thai skills. As for Rat, she would love Ada’s quick wit and strong boss girl vibes.

She would prolly say something like “You’re quite an endearing annoying little thing, girl.”

Rat is Reader/You in the Peaky Blinders modern AU Loose Cannon. || Or how a chaotic punk girl wrecked a soldier’s life and stole his heart.

#arthur shelby #peaky blinders #arthur shelby x reader #Peaky blinders imagine #Tommy Shelby #Tommy Shelby x reader #John Shelby #Polly gray #Ada Shelby #Rat the Brat

[dinogoose]

Buck’s Girl

buddie fic | 1k words

Smoke fills the room causing both of them to cough. Buck sends a scared look Eddie’s way but the other man just shakes his head as if saying, ‘they’re going to find us.’

The 118 was called to assist in a fire at an office building. They had just cleared their level, when the floor gave out from under them. Buck and Eddie both fell, injuring themselves, and chipping their oxygen masks. Things were bleak to say the least. However both of these men had complete faith in their team. So, they waited.

Unfortunately Buck hates silences, which causes him to blurt out, “I have something to tell you.” Eddie looks over at him. His face is covered in grime, sweat, and ash. Buck has never seen anything more beautiful.

“We are not dying. Do not do the final words thing, please.” Eddie rasps out.

“No- that’s not what this is- I-“ Buck takes as deep of a breath as he can in this situation and continues. “I know we aren’t dying. I just know life is unpredictable. So, please let me tell you something.”

Eddie gives Buck a soft look, “Alright. Tell me something.”

Despite Buck opening this can of worms completely on his own, he was still nervous.

“I love you.” Buck feels immensely lighter after confessing this. He gazes at Eddie, who is smiling. That’s a good reaction, Buck thinks.

“I love you too.” It was that easy. That simple.

Before either of them can say anything else, Bobby breaks his way into the room they were trapped in, Ravi and Chim close behind. Buck stands then turns back offering a hand to Eddie. He takes it.

-

Day by day it was getting more and more difficult to conceal their relationship. Being in the honeymoon phase, and also just being Buck and Eddie, they wouldn’t stop touching each other. This alone earned them pointed looks from their friends and family.

Of course they wanted to tell their family. It was inevitable, this was forever. They were something that was going to last until death do them part, and even after that, but they just hadn’t gotten around to telling anyone.

However Buck and Eddie never even get the chance.

On a beautiful, dumb day, everyone is strewn across the loft, waiting for a call. The day hasn’t been very busy, just a few calls here and there. So, that gives the 118 downtime, and with downtime comes absurd conversations

-

“I just don’t get why it’s called ‘Jessie’s Girl’ she has a name, why would he call her that? Like Jessie owns her.” Buck says, Chim scoffs from his seat.

“It’s romantic to be someone’s girl. You don’t ‘own them’ you just are taking pride in your relationship. You’re my friend, you’re my girlfriend, you’re my girl.” Chimney looks around the table, seeing other people nodding in agreement. Buck still doesn’t get it.

“I’m with Chim. I call Karen my girl, and she loves it, says it makes her feel special.” Chimney smirks, pleased he’s winning this argument.

“See! You just wouldn’t get it Buck. You don’t have ‘a girl’.” He says around air quotes. Buck barely misses a beat before saying,

“Eddie’s my girl.” Every single person in the fire station turns to look at him.

“Eddie is your- what?” Chimney asks, completely bewildered.

On one of the couches, Eddie is actively trying to suffocate himself with a couch cushion. Out of all the ways their family found out, it had to be this stupid huh?

“Does ‘your girl’ have anything to say about this?” Hen sounds so amused, nearing delighted. She’s staring at Eddie and he’s trying to sink further into the couch.

“I have no idea what any of you are talking about, I’m reading my book.” Eddie holds up a book - that isn’t his - shaking it at her. She laughs at him.

“Books upside down Eddie.” It is, he flips it. Chimney cackles, and even Bobby snorts. Buck hasn’t said anything else else, Eddie won’t even look at him.

Honestly the way both of them reacted gave it away. They probably could’ve saved face if Buck laughed after, or made it into a joke. Instead of seriously declaring Eddie his girl.

“Fine. Buck come here.” The man gets up from his spot at the table, scuffing over to Eddie, like a child being scolded. He plops down on the couch next to him.

“I’m sorry Eds! I didn’t mean to, it just slipped out.” Eddie gives him an unimpressed look, however the slight tilt to his mouth gives him away.

“Really? Calling me your girl just slipped out?” Hen and Chim both laugh at this, Eddie chooses to ignore them. Buck grins at him.

“Yes, you’re my girl, my lady, my woman,”

“I’m going to choke you.” Eddie interrupts. Buck continues.

“My damsel in distress.”

“I’m going to put you in distress.”

A loud cough grabs their attention, Bobby, Hen and Chim are all standing next to one another, staring at them. Bobby is unimpressed, Hen is thrilled, and Chimney is irritated.

“How long has this been going on?” Bobby questions. Buck and Eddie share a fond look.

“Two months.” Buck answers, not taking his eyes off Eddie.

The wheels are turning in Hen’s head when she suddenly exclaims “Ah-ha! I knew something had happened!” Chimney looks confused but then it clicks for him too.

“The fire? The one where we couldn’t get to you two? If I had known all it would’ve taken was a little faulty wire, I would’ve rigged one ages ago!” Chim yells, annoyed. Hen just doubles over with laugher.

“Good for you boys.” Hen tells them, and they can tell she’s being sincere.

Buck and Eddie may have not planned for it to come out like this, thanks Buck, but they both knew their family would be happy for them.

Ravi, who was doing his best to stay out of this, quietly mumbles, “I wish that I had Buck’s girl.” This sends the 118 into a hysterical laughing fit.

(this is for all the people who liked the wip. i hope it lived up to expectations. yes it’s stupid. i stand by it.)

#buddie #buddie fic #911 show #911 fox #911 fic #evan buckley #eddie diaz #911 fanfic #fanfic #fic #ramblings #I wish that I had Buck’s girl

[sarcastic-trash]

The Decay of Angels - A Collective List of Most To Least Disliked Members

Disclaimer: This is just my opinion. You don't have to agree, just be respectful please. Additionally, this isn't discussing the real life authors and how I veiw them. Only discussing the fictional characters.

MANGA SPOILERS ⚠️

Fukuchi Ochi

I absolutely despise Fukuchi. Cannot stand him. Let's tally up the amount of times he's pissed me off. So, when he "killed" Akuatagawa - I could write an entire essay on why I think it's fake out but, he still had the intentions to kill - betraying the Hunting Dogs, betraying Fukuzawa (someone whom Fukuchi supposedly called"friend"), kidnapping Tanizaki and Kunikida, and stabbing Ranpo.

Also the fact Fukuchi kidnapped Tanizaki was especially irriatating cause I had this whole entire theory. Now it's ruined because of Fukuchi so yeah. Besides that, this man has proven to be the most annoying member of the DOA. His ability annoys me because of that sword. He's so ridiculously overpowered it genuinely makes me anxious for him to just not be alive.

So yeah, moving on.

Fyodor Dostoevsky

Look, I apologize if any of you simp for this man but, I simply don't the appeal. The only good things he did was stab Mori and create Sigma from the book (if you cannot tell, I like Sigma). However, when Fyodor created Sigma he allowed Sigma to be used repetitively. Until he showed up and asked Sigma if he wanted a home. That was a manipulation tactic. Sigma felt used, isolated, and alone.

Fyodor used this to his advantage - he knows Sigma will do whatever it takes to protect his home. Sigma doesn't want to feel used and lonely again. Hell, Fyodor even admits to Dazai in prison that he knows Sigma will do anything. Fyodor created Sigma with the plan to manipulate him and use him further.

I know a lot of people dislike Dazai cause he's manipulative but, this is the thing that makes Fyodor worse. He created Sigma with the single intent to use him. Dazai has never created someone. He has brought in people and picked up people with the intent of using them or manipulating them (Atsushi and Akuatagawa). He never went out of his way to create a new person with the single intent to use them.

The way I see it - yes what Dazai did was wrong and terrible but - creating someone from a book to manipulate them is just as bad as giving birth to a child with the intent of abusing it. That's why I loathe this man. Sprinkle in the fact he dragged Chuuya into the Prison Arc and viola - the perfect reasons to slap a bitch!

Nikolai Gogol

Listen, I don't dislike Nikolai. He's cool - he's funny and hasn't pissed me off, yet. However um...

I am terrified of this man. For a few reasons being he genuinely is unpredictable and his overall appearance. I'm not saying Nikolai is unattractive (he actually has some really pretty fanart for him) but, his appearance is unnerving. Especially since he's know as the "Clown" and I don't like clowns. They unnerve me and typically make me uneasy. So to clarifying, I only rank Nikolai here because I'm lowkey terrified of him.

Bram Stroker

I like Bram. Despite him being just a torso, he's pretty cool. I don't read him as particularly malevolent, just tired of everything. He doesn't even have control over his own ability so I can't even get mad at him. Since not much is known about him, this ranking may shift. As of now though, I can say I like him.

He's not too rambunctious nor is he an annoying bitch (cough, Fukuchi). He's just there.

Sigma

Onto my favorite Decay of Angels member. Honestly, this man immediately had me attached to his character. When we got his fake out I didn't know who to be mad at. When it was found out Nikolai saved Sigma I was relieved.

Another thing, when I first saw Sigma I was confusedly thinking, "This a dude or a girl? Or are they nonbinary?" Yeah I love his backstory and his motives for his actions are abundantly wholesome. All he wants is a home and family. That's so sweet - even though not all of his actions are.

So that's that. I might do this with the other organizations. Other than that, I ask what's your opinion of the DoA members?

#bungou stray dogs #bsd #bsd fukuchi #bsd fyodor #bsd nikolai gogol #bsd bram #bsd sigma #opinion #bsd spoilers #decay of angels #bsd doa #Most of this is me venting about fukuchi and fyodor lol #Apologies to fyodor simps but I can't stand him #Does anyone like fukuchi? #probably not #please dont hate me

[writexwithxme]

It's Complicated - Chapter 1

(Hank Voight x Desiree Miller)

Desiree was moving back to Chicago after giving birth to her son and hiding the pregnancy from nearly everyone. Except her own father of course. He could always tell when something was off. She'd explained the situation to him and he understood. She was young and she was the one child that always learned from her mistakes.

"Look baby girl, that man got a right to know he's got a son out here in these streets. You do what you gotta do to find him and let him know. I still love you and support you shawty. You're my baby girl. And that's my grandson. I'll make sure you're straight until you handle your business. When you find this guy bring him by and let me size him up."

"Daddy he's a police officer. He works for the city of Chicago. He's old school. This is an older guy. He's probably in his 50s. I was drunk and partying. But I had a real connection with that guy. We talked all the way up until it was time for me to leave for the summer. We did fool around and I'm sure that he's the father. He was my first and my only." Desiree says quietly.

"Go find him and make things right Des. Handle your business." Percy says giving her a hug and kissing her forehead. "I love you and be careful. You need anything don't hesitate to call on me."

"I will daddy. Thank you." Desiree says getting the last of her things into the truck and heading to start this new and unpredictable life with her son.

Arriving in Chicago, Desiree headed to the precinct where she remembered the guy said he worked at. She approached the desk with the sleeping boy in her arms and asked for him. "Hi, I'm looking for Sergeant Henry Voight?"

Trudy glances at the woman and tells her to take a seat in the empty office across the hall. She closes the door and goes upstairs. "Hank, someone's downstairs asking for you. Black female, probably in her 30s with a little boy."

"Thanks Trudy." Hank says heading downstairs. Trudy points him towards the office and he makes his way over. "I'm Sergeant Voight, you were looking for me?"

Desiree turns towards that familiar voice and she feels those butterflies in her stomach that he had always made her get. "Henry..."

"Holy shit...no way. Des?" He says stepping closer and getting a good look at her.

"Henry, it's good to see you again. I didn't think I would see you again."

"Des, I'm glad to see you. Who's this little guy?"

Desiree looks up at him with a shy look. "He's the reason why I came back here to find you. His name's Mason. He's um...he's our son." She says looking down at her feet.

"Our son?" Hank questions, closing the door behind him. "I had no idea you had gotten pregnant. You never reached out to me."

"I'm sorry Henry. Things got really complicated and I got scared. I hid it from my own family. But my father figured it out and he's been helping me. He pushed me to come and make things right. You have a right to know him. I found out I was pregnant when I got back from that summer I spent here with you when I was staying with my girlfriends in town. You were my first and my only. I never slept with anyone else. I had actually considered coming back here to be with you but so much time had passed and then I had Mason to take care of."

"He's really my son." Hank looks down at the infant curled up in her lap.

"Yes. I'm willing to do paternity testing if you need to know for sure. But I have no reason to lie. I fell in love with you that summer and it was the best time I've ever had." Desiree says.

"Are you back in town fo a while?" Hank asks. "I've got a case I'm working but here's what I can do. I want you to get settled in over at my place. You remember where it's at?"

"Yes I remember." Desiree says.

"Take this key and let yourself in. Have the movers put all your stuff in the garage and I'll help you get settled in when I'm off work. Okay. We'll talk more then." Hank says.

Desiree looked overwhelmed and scared out of her mind. Hank approaches her and hugs her. She missed that warm hug from him.

"Don't worry. Everything is going to be alright. We'll figure this out. You're not alone. Well make this right. I want to get to know this little guy more." Hank kisses her cheek. "I'm glad you came back. I've missed you."

Desiree smiles a little and takes the key from him. "I guess we'll see you when you get home." She nods and let's him get back to work.

#it's complicated;; #hank voight x desiree miller;; #CH1;;

[daydreamgoddess14]

My bad habits lead to you pt. 4

MASTERLIST

Sequel to We lie awake in love and fear

From a prompt by @lilacmermaid25:

5 times Ted returns from Kansas for a wedding, one time he returns 'just because'.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Thanks for reading so far! I struggled a bit with this one - I think I'm all wedding'd out! We're getting to the end now... Time for Ted to sort his shit out!

Chapter 4

Leslie and Julie - October 2024

“Julie and I are going to renew our vows.”

“That’s wonderful, Leslie! What made you decide that?”

"It's been 35 years this year. We were so much younger, we had no money, Julie was pregnant… I want to do something special for her."

"That's lovely, do let me know if you need any help with anything." Rebecca said warmly. 

"I think we might go somewhere, I would say a beach in Cornwall but… well, it'll be October." He shrugged. 

"Why not overseas? There are still warmer places this time of year."

"We've got the kids to think of, and the people here we'd want with us."

"Leslie, if it's about money then I'd like to help. I really would, it's the least I can do. I owe you so much."

"Nonsense, Rebecca. We've both come far in the last 4 years."

"We have indeed. And I'm grateful we stuck together. Let's make sure Julie has the most wonderful renewal ceremony."

Two months later, Leslie had planned a ceremony for Julie fit for a queen. He had settled on an old lighthouse directly overlooking the sea, but thankfully undercover from the wild waters and unpredictable weather. Their children were given central roles - their eldest performing the ceremony, their youngest walking Julie down the aisle. Rebecca found herself sitting near the front in between Ted and Keeley. With Henry back at school, Ted had brought Marie with him to meet his found family. Despite sitting next to his still relatively new girlfriend, for the third wedding in a row, Ted made sure Rebecca had tissues when she cried and held her hand. To make the guilt gnawing at Rebecca even worse, the woman simply smiled and whispered,

“I love that you two are such good friends!”

Rebecca tried her hardest to be nice to Marie, she sat at their table during the reception, agreed with her observations of Ted and smiled her way through the evening. Eventually, finally, Marie was encouraged to dance by Trent and Will, leaving her alone with Ted. They watched Leslie and Julie on the dancefloor, enraptured by one another.

"35 years. To think, Rupert and I didn't last much longer than a decade."

"Hmmm. Nor did me and Michelle."

"Can you imagine loving anyone for 35 years?"

"Pretty sure I can, yeah."

"Really?"

"Sure. I think anything is possible with the right person."

"Sounds like you've got someone in mind already."

"Maybe I do." Ted shrugged.

"I hope she knows how lucky she is." He looked over his glass at Rebecca who wasn't looking at him, her attention was taken up by the dancefloor where Trent was dancing with Marie. Ted didn’t respond. 

“You were right, you know.” He said at last.

“I usually am Ted, which bit this time?”

“Feeling guilty. I’ve never… I’m not the kinda guy to…” he sighed heavily. “I don’t cheat. But apparently I do now, and that’s not me.”

“I know. You’re the best man I know, Ted. And look out there,” she gestured to the people around the room - her team and family, “I know some of the very best men in the world. Those boys, Roy, Leslie, Trent, Roy… Beard and Nate? They are my family. The loves of my life. They are flawed and sensitive and caring and witty and I’ll love each and every one of them for the rest of my life. To me, they are among the very best men in the world. But you… you’re the best of the best. You’re the one who helped most of them become the best versions of themselves. I know you feel like the worst person in the world. I did too - I still do, especially now I’ve met Marie. You need to let go of your past decisions and move on with Marie. She’s your future, Ted.” She looked at him with a heartbreaking smile, “I need to let you go.” As she finished speaking, Trent spun Marie back to the table and the younger woman took a seat next to Ted.

“May I?” Trent extended a hand to Rebecca.

“You may indeed, Trent.” He pulled her into the dancefloor just as a much slower song came on. She gratefully stepped into Trent’s arms and hid her face into his shoulder. It took a moment for him to realise she was crying. 

“Shhh. I know, I know. I’m right here.” He murmured, swaying them gently in time to the music, one hand on her back. He looked over her shoulder at Ted who looked troubled, he nodded and smiled, reassuring Ted that everything was ok. As the song drew to a close, Rebecca took a steadying breath and looked sheepishly at Trent,

“I’m so sorry Trent, I’ve no idea where that came from.”

“Don’t be sorry darling, I’m right here if you need me.” She rubbed his arm and headed for the bathroom to freshen up before anyone could see that she’d been crying. There was no fooling some people though, and Keeley was hot on her heels.

“Alright babes?” She hopped up onto the vanity and watched with concern as Rebecca touched up her make up and wiped away stray mascara.

“I’m fine, love. Seeing Marie here… it’s harder than I expected. I want him to be so happy. I want him to be so loved and cared for and just… the happiest he’s ever been. She’s so lovely, and if she makes him happy then that’s enough for me.”

“It doesn’t make you happy though?”

“I have you lot out there, the best support system I could wish for. Trent’s a great hugger by the way, I’ve literally just cried all over his fantastic shirt. I’ll be absolutely fine. Maybe not tonight, maybe not this month or year, but I’ll be fine.”

“But you love him, babe?”

“I know, and I always will. But Keeley, he’s not mine to love. Not like that, anyway. I have to let him go so that he can focus on Marie and let himself be happy.”

“I just… I don’t understand why you have to sacrifice everything.” Keeley said sadly, “You deserve to be happy too, you deserve a love that lasts bloody 35 years and more!”

“I’m doing it for him. This is what he needs. He wants and needs to be with Henry, that means a life in Kansas without me in it.” She held Keeley’s hand and looked her best friend in the eye, “I promise you, I’ll be fine.” Further into the ladies, a toilet flushed and a second later, Keeley’s eyes widened as Marie approached the sink and washed her hands. Rebecca smiled calmly, there was no point in wondering if Marie had heard their conversation, it was written all over her face.

“I had no idea.” She whispered, looking at Rebecca in the mirror. Rebecca waved a hand,

“Of course, it’s just some lingering feelings since he left, that’s all.”

“Does he know that you love him?” Rebecca nodded. “Does he know how much?” Rebecca shrugged,

“It’s irrelevant, Marie. You are his future and I know you’ll make him happy.”

“But-”

“Hush now, this is a wedding, no need to get all melancholy. I’ve made it clear to Ted that I’m going to move on. If you don’t mind Marie, I’m going to go back out there and be with my family.” Though she smiled warmly, the pain in her eyes was impossible to disguise, and to ignore. She led Keeley by the hand from the bathroom and straight to the bar. “Can I have like a double gin and a single together? Like a triple? With tonic please. What do you want?” She turned to Keeley,

“Same please. Triple gin for the win.”

“I fucking need it after that. Oh my god. We didn’t say anything inappropriate did we?”

“How should I know! I was busy wondering how you still manage to look so fit after you’ve been crying like that!”

“Shit. We didn’t mention sex? I don’t think we did. So that’s fine, she doesn’t know that bit - she doesn’t need to know. I think we’re safe, right?”

“Babe, I hate to break it to you,” Keeley took the gin off the bar and handed it to Rebecca, “but you just admitted to that woman that you’re in like super love with her boyfriend and that you’ve ‘let him go’. And you look like… well, you. Like that.” She gestured up and down.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You’re fucking hot, Rebecca. She probably feels a bit…”

“Like she’s won the lottery? Because she should, Ted is like the lottery.”

“Insecure. That he could have chosen you.”

“He didn’t choose. I took the decision out of his hands, I removed myself from the equation completely. Anyway, we need to avoid her for the rest of the night now, I can’t put my foot in it again.”

“Easy babe, it means joining the kids table though.” Keeley joked, pointing across the room at the clutch of tables housing the team and their partners. Ted looked a little disappointed as Rebecca and Keeley swept past his table and went to join the players. He couldn’t help but raise a smile as they all cheered her arrival and pulled out a chair for her. She didn’t leave their side all evening, she joined in with shots, accompanied Jamie and Will in their now traditional Macarena and video called Isaac’s girlfriend who’d been unable to make it. She collapsed into her seat next to Keeley and gratefully accepted a new drink from Simi.

“Is your back hot?” Keeley questioned.

“What an odd question. No, why?”

“Because someone has been staring at you alllll fucking night. I hope poor Marie hasn’t noticed.” Rebecca turned in her seat to look across the room at Ted, meeting his eye. He suddenly found his drink very interesting. 

“I’m not sure about this plan to make Ted jealous-” Roy started, taking the seat next to Rebecca.

“She’s not trying to make him jealous.”

“Oh. Well what the fuck is going on then?”

“She’s given him up.”

“Oh. Fuuuck. I see. You do know that works in the same way as ‘trying to make him jealous’?”

“How does it? It’s the opposite of what I’m doing, He no longer needs to think about me.”

“But you made that decision… not him. So now all he’s thinking about is you. And how he can’t have you because you’ll say no anyway.”

“This is absurd. I don’t belong to anyone. I told Ted he should focus on Marie, and now it seems he’s not doing that at all.” The three sat staring over at the other table, a cloudy haze of alcohol getting in the way of them noticing that they were not being remotely discreet. Roy’s phone buzzed on the table.

‘Why are you all staring?’

“Shit, look alive, we’ve been rumbled.” They all turned their backs, Keeley’s giggles setting off Rebecca.

“Oh look! More new drinks!” 

“Thanks Colin!” Rebecca and Keeley clinked their glasses. Triple gins were apparently a very good choice. 

“Hold on, hold on!” He stopped them before they could take a drink, “Michael and I wanted to let you all know we’ve set a date… New Year's Day!” The team cheered. “I would say save the date, but we’ve got a match the day before so I know you’ll all be there.” The party descended into semi-chaos as the team pulled Colin and Michael onto the dancefloor, bouncing and dancing to the suddenly very lively music. 

“Another wedding!” Keeley said gleefully. “We’ve been so spoiled with weddings recently! I wonder who’ll be next.”

“Probably Ted.” Rebecca snorted.

“I doubt it.”

“Where did Marie go?” Roy frowned, looking over at their table again.

“No idea. Oh shit, Rebecca, Ted’s coming over.”

“So? We’re allowed to speak.”

“Yeah but you are extremely, very wasted.”

“So are you.”

“I haven’t been banging him at every wedding babe. Oh no!” 

“What?” Rebecca asked as Ted reached their table.

“I just realised your shagging streak will be over. You could have done 4 weddings!” Ted blushed at Keeley’s comment.

“Keeley! Will you keep your voice down!” Rebecca said, attempting a stern tone but dissolving into giggles again.

“Sorry, sorry. No more shagging, I know. Where’s Marie?” Keeley was suddenly on high alert, looking around to check she hadn’t been overheard.

“She’s gone back to the hotel. I’m ermm… I’m getting a different room.”

“Oh shit, what happened?” She leaned forward with her elbows on her knees. Roy cleared his throat. “Nope, not my place, thanks babe.” Roy’s hint changing her mind, she instead got up and pulled him alongside to dance with her, leaving Ted to take Roy’s seat.

“I hope I didn’t upset her? She heard Keeley and I in the bathroom. We didn’t say anything to suggest that we’ve… you know, since you’ve been with her.”

“No, no, I know. She told me about overhearing you. I’m the one who accidentally told her that we’d slept together.” Rebecca nearly tipped her glass over into her lap,

“What?!” 

“Not recently, I suggested that it was just the one time, before I left last year. She seems to think that makes a big difference in the context of what she heard you saying.” Rebecca scoffed. 

“That’s ridiculous. I like to think that our connection is far more than sexual.”

“That’s what I said.” She nodded in agreement, “Apparently that was not the right thing to say. That makes it worse.”

“Oh. Because sex is…”

“Just physical. Can mean nothing, to some people. Now she’s mad because she knows that not only is our connection more meaningful than just sexual but also that the sex wasn’t meaningless.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“I’m sorry, Ted. What do you think will happen?”

“I think we’ll talk about it tomorrow. See where we go from here.” Rebecca sighed. “Everything you said earlier about me finding someone to love for 35 years? And the things Marie overheard, about sacrificing your own happiness for mine?” He paused, searching her face, “What if-”

“Hmm… no. Don’t say it, Ted.”

“I need to.”

“No you don’t, you need to speak to Marie. You need to make a decision on your own terms.” She brought a hand up to brush his hair from his forehead. “Goodnight, Ted.” She slipped away from his reach and snuck out of the room without saying goodnight to anyone else.

She climbed into her lovely hotel bed a short time later and pulled out her phone, messages from Keeley and Trent wishing her a goodnight, a missed call from Ted. She hesitated before calling him back.

“Ted, it’s late.”

“I know. I shouldn’t have called, I wasn’t thinking.”

“Did you manage to get another room or has Marie let you in?”

“I got another room. Think I’ll give her the night, we can talk tomorrow.”

“Ok. At least they had a spare. You’d have been on Beard’s floor, and this is their first night away from Teddy. I wouldn’t want to be in that room tonight.”

“Hmm you got that right. I’m sure I’d have found somewhere to sleep. I heard you got the best room again.”

“It’s a lovely room. Huge bed.” He laughed.

“That an invitation?”

“You know I can’t say yes.”

“I know. Oh how I wish you would.” They fell quiet for a moment, she could hear his deep breaths in her ear. “Keeley was right, the tradition has been broken.” 

“I’m sure I’ll find a way to survive, Ted.”

“Good for you, you’ll have to give me some tips on how ‘cos it’s all I can think about right now.”

“Ted,” she warned “you just can’t help yourself can you?”

“What can I say, seeing you do the Macarena really got me going.” She laughed,

“Silly man.”

“I know for a fact you’re silly as well. Keeley told me so, and I’ve seen it for myself. Heck, I saw you dancing the Macarena with Jamie Tartt and I saw it with my own two eyes."

"Don't remind me. Jan was trying to get me to do the dirty dancing lift."

"Hmm another Dutch fella trying to get into those very expensive pants of yours."

"Jan is perfectly harmless and you know it. Roy would kill any of them if they laid a finger on me."

"It ain't just my fingers I want on you. Or in you."

"Ted!"

"Right, right, sorry. Too much whiskey, not enough of you."

"You're impossible. How come you didn't flirt like this before?"

"I didn't know it was an option before. It's like sleeping with you unlocked new levels of you. Or me. Maybe both. Hey, you wanna come show me how to do the Macarena?"

"I don't think you've got the hips for it, Ted."

"Now you know I don't believe that. I know you love my hip action."

"Do I really?" She giggled. 

"Yeah, when I do that thing and the angle means I get to-"

"Stop. You need to stop." She said quietly. 

"Why?" His voice suddenly became a little quieter, a little lower.

"You know why."

"What are you wearing?' He asked. She didn’t reply immediately. "Bec?"

"The same thing I was wearing when you came to my house that night right before you left."

"Hmm. I remember. Pretty sure I dream about that at least 5 nights a week."

"Only 5?"

"Yeah, then one night is dreaming of fucking you in your office again, and the other night is in your kitchen."

"Why the kitchen?"

"Cos you'd look beautiful bent over that table for me." Rebecca whined a little. "I'm sorry." He added. 

"What for?"

"Bringing Marie. I shouldn't have-" 

"If you think her physically being here is the reason you're not fucking me right now then you haven't listened to a word I've said all night."

"I've been listening. I'm always listening to you. I know the way you sigh when I kiss you, I know the little hitch in your breath when I put my tongue on your clit. I know how when you say my name as you come it sends me right over the edge with you. Don't tell me I'm not listening, Rebecca." She groaned into the handset, her hand ghosting over her pajama shorts. "What're your doin' honey? I'm listening."

"Wishing you were here. I miss you."

"I miss you, jesus Rebecca, you wreck me."

"I need your hands on me."

"Close your eyes, you'll feel them. I love how soft your skin is, how strong your legs are. I wish I could touch you, make you fall apart over and over again." Rebecca pushed her hand into her shorts and ran a finger through her wet folds, her breath shuddered as she teased her clit. She was already so close from the sound of his voice. She heard him moving over the phone, heard his breath stutter. "Fuck, baby are you touching yourself?"

"Yes," she replied with a quiet moan. "I need you, Ted." 

"What do you need? Tell me what you need."

"I need you to kiss me, I want you to mark my skin, I- god, Ted, "

"Go on sweetheart, you've got it."

"I need you to fuck me till I can't think straight. I want your hands on me, your mouth, your cock, Ted, I-" Her voice faded into unintelligible moans and expletives, his name the only distinguishable word repeated over as she came harder than she ever had before alone. She just about heard his low groan and the whisper of her name as he came. They lay in silence for a few minutes, both breathing heavily, "Jesus christ, Ted."

"Guess the tradition isn't broken after all." He laughed.

"Don't, I think you've made it worse." She giggled.

"Oh really? Cos I'm sure I could come over and-"

"Nope. No, Ted. This phone call was already a bad idea. We need to stop tormenting each other like this, it's not healthy."

"Do you ever get bored of being right?"

"Never. You're going to have to decide what you want, Ted."

"I thought you'd decided for me?"

"I want you to be happy. If that's with Marie then that's fine. Unfortunately your decision isn't as simple as me or Marie. What it really boils down to is London or Kansas. Or to make it even worse - me or Henry, and that's what you need to base your decision on. You need that boy, and he needs you."

"You know at Keeley and Roy's wedding he told me I was happier in London than I am in Kansas?"

"I mean, you were probably only happier because you'd railed me in my office that day, but I'm sure he's got a point."

"I don't want to choose, Rebecca. I can't."

"That's why I'm not asking you to, my love. It's no contest, there's nothing for you to do, Henry gets my vote every single time."

"What about you?"

"What about me? I'll be fine."

"I'm not sure I will be."

"You have Henry."

"I'm gonna sound like the worst father in the world here-"

"You're definitely not that."

"What if he's not enough? He's gonna grow up, go to college and I'll have put my life on hold for him - which I know is my role as his parent, but can't I be happy too? Wouldn't I be a better father if I'm a happy one?"

"Ted… there are some things you need to reconcile with yourself, how you parent and the kind of father you are is one of them. All I can do is assure you that you are one of the best fathers I've ever known."

".... Jeez Becca, there you go again."

"Always right?"

"Always. I should let you go, I don't think tomorrow is going to be a great day."

"Call me if you need anything. And if you do want to make it work with Marie then you need to be all in. You can't keep half arsing it anymore."

"Man, I still love those weird little phrases you guys use. I promise whatever happens I won't half arse it."

"Good. Now off you pop, I need my beauty sleep."

"Bullshit. Off you pop, goodnight Rebecca."

November soon rolled around, Rebecca hadn't heard from Ted. She knew via Roy and Beard that he'd tried to make things work with Marie but how successful that had been, she hadn't dare ask. It was the last Thursday in November, the cold was set in and Christmas was round the corner. She was working late at home on Christmas party plans when the email came though. 

From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: Dad

Hi Rebecca, 

I hope you don't mind that I'm emailing you. Mom said I could, it's Thanksgiving day here, I wanted to thank you for sending the gift box of candy and chocolate, it's way nicer than the stuff I get here! Thanks for upgrading my kit too, dad said he was going to get another shirt when he came over for Colin's wedding but you beat him to it. He was surprised, he said he hasn't called you for a few weeks I think it's because he didn't want to tell you about Marie. He said you're always right. She was sad at football for a little while but she seems OK now anyway and I still get to hang out with Sophie so it's cool.

Can I write to you again? I'd like to if that's OK. 

I'm gonna go to grandma's now for Thanksgiving dinner, it's gonna be so boring but we're gonna take the Star Wars TIE Fighter lego set you sent me.

Come on you Greyhounds!

Love, Hen xoxo

(Hey Rebecca, hope this is OK, his account is all looked after by me and he really wanted to drop you a note. Thanks, Chelle xo)

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