#you're all gonna be mad at me when dad is brought up

[eggofthefish]

yeah so turns out being a bounty hunter as a teenager isn't so fun, accidents happen and things go bad. below is scribbled blood version.

#my art #trolls hickory #trolls art #trolls fanart #dreamworks trolls #trolls #hickory centric #hickory backstory #I'm realizing i gave him a lot of baggage in my fic #but cmooooon what else was i gonna do #you're all gonna be mad at me when dad is brought up

[hyunjinsbelovedamericano]

Annoying/cute things skz would do as boyfriends

Just pure fluff

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Bangchan

i feel like he would just say a bunch of dad jokes and die at them,"What do you call someone with no body and no nose?","Idk what" "nobody knows".Then he'll start to cackle and roll on the floor,and you're just standing there like 🙂.He doesn't even notice that you don't find them funny because he's laughing too hard,but you don't have the heart to tell him that they really are not funny

Minho

We all know he's a butt abuser,so it's gonna be the same for you.He'll do it anytime,anywhere.You could be talking with you're friends and he'll just slap your butt.What can you do about it?You try to do it to him to get him back.It becomes a contest,you start to transform into Minho and do it anywhere.He could be about to take and shower and you just slap his butt,then he looks at you like 😒,you can't rest after that,you'll be sleeping and wake up to his hand slapping your butt

Changbin

Put you in a headlock(playfully..clean your mind)when you're in pictures he doesn't let you pose and just puts you in a headlock,its either that or him flexing his muscles,you pretend you hate it but you don't but you can't let him know that.He knows you love his muscle so he'll never stop putting you in headlocks or flexing his muscles,he would wear short sleeve shirts just for this purpose

Hyunjin

He would steal your food,you would be eating snacks then he would randomly come up too you and hug you so you would have to put your food down.He would then pick up the good then hide it from you and walk away.You would go back to eating your food then realise its not there,so you ask him "Where did my food go?" he just shrugs because his mouth is stuffed with your food.Or he would just snatch your food with no remorse,you start to chase him and he would.run away from you laughing.You get tired so you stop running and he'll eventually share with you.

Han

He loves to go shopping with you so when you go without he gets extremely sad,if you buy food he would hide the food from you so you have to buy more and then he can go with you. "I swear I brought eggs,did you eat them?" Too that he shakes his head and says "I guess we have too go back to the shop and buy more food",You agree and just grab the shopping bags, he starts to do some victory dance,chant idk he's just happy.You start to catch on to what he's doing and just go shopping with him everytime you need too.

Felix

He would sike you,he would pretend to high five you and just put his hand behind his head,and he'll never stop.He would do the too slow thing,He laughs in your face when after he does it,makes you look like a fool,but when you do it to him he will look at you like this 😦 he wouldn't expect it from you."Why are you so shocked you do it too me every day" he won't respond because he knows you're right.This kind of makes you lose trust in him with these kind of things,he would say smth like "I'll buy you the 5 star album" you get excited but your face drops remembering that he might sike you,"What?"

Seungmin

I think that he would make food for himself and not you,then you look at him in shock when you see that he only made food for himself "Seriously?" "What" he says before taking a bite of his food,if he's mad at you he would make your favourite food and eat it slowly in front of you,bro would smack his lips but then end up laughing because of how stupid he probably looks.You would obviously eat his food whilst he not looking,because you can't just make my favourite food and then expect me not to eat it.

Jeongin

Everybody knows that Jeongin can be a menace,he would say i gotta tell you something and go to whisper in your ear except he doesn't whisper,he does the opposite actually.He just screams in your ear,yk his dolphin scream?yea.He would also ask you to review a song and once you put the headphones on it's just ear rape or a song thats so base booted that you can't even hear the lyrics.He would think that this is the funniest things ever and you would just side eye him.

this is my first post so sorry if it sucked

#skz #fluff #skz fluff #skz x y/n #bangchan #lee know #changbin #hyunjin #han #felix #seungmin #jeongin #skz headcanons #stray kids x reader #stray kids imagines #skz x you #stray kids fluff #skz imagines #skz x reader

[stop-talking]

How do you think jhutch characters would handle a baby?

I'm not quite sure if you're asking "what would they do if you handed them a baby" or "what would they do if you told them you're pregnant" but I'm gonna assume you meant the latter. (feel free to send another request if I got it wrong)

Ranking Jhutch characters from worst to best fathers:

Billy

☆ Would play dumb when you hand him the pregnancy test.

☆ "What's this? Oh, you're pregnant? Can't be mine. My pull-out game is too strong." (literally has NO pull-out game, refuses to use condoms because he "can't feel" with them on)

☆ Basically ghosts you until the paternity test proves it's his. Then he actually ghosts you.

☆ Drops off the face of the fucking Earth for years. Doesn't pay a dime in child support.

☆ Maybe he comes back like 3 years later drunk and demanding to see "his" kid idk. Literally the worst.

Derek

☆ Honestly I headcannon he had a vasectomy at like 24-25.

☆ His mom hit him up once she heard about his prostitute scandals and chewed him out. Gave him "the talk" even though he's a grown ass man... finally got him to get snipped when she brought up the possibility of paying income-based child support for 18 years.

☆ Assuming he doesn't have one, though...

☆ He'd initially be mad and blame you. "I thought you were on the pill!!"

☆ Then he'd be like "Is it too late to... you know... get rid of it?" (and kind of dance around the subject because he's too much of a wimp to just say the word abortion)

☆ Wallace and his mom would both force him to get his shit together and apologize. Eventually he'd come to terms with the fact he's gonna be a dad.

☆ He'd be the kind of bastard to throw an over-the-top gender reveal party. The kind that burns down half of California or pollutes a major water channel.

☆ I think he'd be a really good girl dad. He'd let her paint his nails and stuff. Spoil her. <3

☆ He would treat a son completely differently. Teach him to "be a man" or whatever when he's still learning to walk. Force him into random ass sports.

☆ He'd have them mostly taken care of by a nanny. That's probably how he was raised, anyways. Derek Danforth is NOT changing a diaper.

Futturman

☆ Whether we're talking pre-show or post-show, he'd freak the fuck out if you handed him a positive pregnancy test. I'm talking full-on pass out.

☆ Pre-show Josh would be like "Babe we can NOT afford a baby I literally live at home with my parents and work as a janitor."

☆ His parents would be so crazy supportive though. They've been hinting that they want grandkids for YEARS.

☆ They literally clear out a room IMMIDEATELY after hearing the news and offer it to you to use as a nursery.

☆ His mom buys you more baby clothes than you could possibly need. His dad builds a crib from scratch.

☆ Overall Josh is stressed asf but he does his best to be there for you, and his parents are OVERWHELMIGLY supportive.

☆ Post-show Josh, on the other hand, doesn't have that support. But he's survived unspeakable horrors across multiple dimensions, how hard could a baby be?

☆ Extremely hard, apparently. One day he just loses it and makes a huge decision without asking you.

☆ "Josh WTF happened to our savings??"

☆ "TRUST ME BABE we need to invest in Apple!!"

☆ You're pissed but it pays off in a few years and you're both able to live comfortably.

☆ Then in 2015-ish he did the same thing again, pouring all your savings into bitcoin. This time you SWEAR you're going to leave him, but it all pays out in the end. He gets your kid through college with that money.

☆ Overall he's a really good father, too. He had great parents, and even if he's not experienced with kids, he's naturally a very caring and attentive person.

Mike

☆ Cries when he sees the pregnancy test. He's not even sure if it's happy or sad tears.

☆ Gets sick to his stomach overthinking about how he's going to be a terrible father. His dad walked out on him, so he has literally no idea how to act.

☆ Abby, on the other hand, is absolutely delighted. She's always wanted a "little sister". Mike has to remind her that technically it's her niece. Or nephew. There's no guarantee on the gender yet.

☆ Eventually he comes to terms with it all. He's taken care of Abby for ten years, he isn't completely clueless.

☆ Takes you to all of your Dr.'s appointments, checkups, etc. Holds your hand. Makes all of your weird pregnancy cravings and doesn't judge.

☆ After the birth, he lets you rest. Nearly works himself to death trying to take care of the baby all on his own because he wants you to recover.

☆ I'm talking getting up bleary-eyed at 2am every night to microwave some formula and feed the baby. After working a 10 hour shift.

☆ Pulls the "I have a baby on the way" card at work in an attempt to get a raise. It works, thankfully. (In the novel version of the movie; it says he gets a job as a contractor at the end. So hopefully he can afford a kid...)

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[Remember: these are just MY headcannons. If you think differently that's fine. I didn't include Clapton because he's literally in highschool... and we all know Peeta is an amazing father.]

#josh hutcherson #derek danforth #mike schmidt #the beekeeper #fnaf movie #josh futturman #josh futterman #future man #future man 2017 #billy burn #burn movie 2019

[marleyybluu]

Oscar x pregnant!reader

Wc: 1.9k

warnings: daddy issues, use of OMB scenes so spoilers I guess, sad Spooky, shitty ending cus my attention span cut out

"No, no, no! You can not put down two draw fours!" Yn shouted at Cesar while the two dabbled in an intense game of UNO. Cesar chuckled waving his one card in her face. "You're just mad because you're losing." He bragged. Though it was confirmed she would never admit it, she quickly pouted and placed her hand on her stomach, he chuckled shaking his head knowing the card that she was about to play. "I'm gonna tell your niece or nephew you didn't let their mommy win."

Her boyfriend Spooky could be heard letting out a bellyful laugh from down the hall, he emerged from his room making his way toward them where they sat around the table not too far from the living room. "Mamita, you can't say that every time you don't get your way." She stuck out her tongue. "I can and I will for the remaining six months."

He rolled his eyes and planted a kiss on the top of her head. "Fine," She reluctantly picked up eight more cards just for Cesar to dramatically slam his last one on the table. He stood up took the last swig of his beer and rested the empty bottle on the table, he was next to kiss her head before grabbing his things and heading out. "I'll see you guys later, I'm with Monse if you need me."

"Have fun." She called out. The door closed and the house was once again silent, Yn gathered the cards and packed them nicely back into the box they came in. She heard the sound of the front door opening and assumed it was Cesar, she said "What'd you forget knucklehead?" But frowned when she was met with their father, Ray. A few days ago the older gentleman had found himself across from the traphouse, Cesar panicked about a stranger just stalking outside so Spooky went to investigate, and with Yn's nosey ass at the window, she noticed Spooky's body language and he was not happy.

Spooky never spoke about his dad, maybe once, but that was it. She could tell he had resentment in his heart for that man, he was a stranger and for him to pop back up after all these years wasn't ideal for anyone in this situation. YN had to admit it was nice seeing Cesar happy and hearing him talk about all the things they were going to do and how much they had to catch up on but judging by the look on Ray's face right in front of her... those plans would never set in motion.

She pitied him a half-smile before dodging into the kitchen. Spooky sat in the background on the couch observing the cold interaction, internally smiling that she would be on his side no matter the minor details that she knew. Ray disappeared into one of the rooms, Spooky was curious as to what he was there for but was brought out of it when he was called to the kitchen. He got up and followed her voice, she was desperately trying to reach the third shelf and was failing miserably, usually, she'd grab a chair but with a baby inside she was more cautious of what she did.

"Can you grab a plate for me papito?"

"Of course, baby."

She squealed and applauded the small gesture as he handed the plate over to her. "Thank you." She blew him a kiss but he wanted a real one, his hand snaking around her waist he pulled her in tightly. Her hands ran up his neck and landed under his jawline. Their lips touched, fitting like pieces of a puzzle, melting together like it was the first time. She could feel his hands slide a little further down, she gasped at the hard squeeze he delivered she pulled back smacking his chest. "Why can't I have one little innocent kiss?"

"That question is what got you pregnant in the first place." He joked gently pressing his hand on her little belly. Yn shooed him off. Oscar laughed and left her alone only to return to the main area and see Ray with his duffle bag on top of the table packing his clothes up. "Finally cleaning up your mess?" He asked. Ever since he arrived it'd practically become a pigsty, his girl often complaining that she wasn't some maid for a grown-ass man, especially one she had no relation to. Ray avoided eye contact as he answered. "I'm leaving, think I've caused enough drama."

Leaving. All he did was leave, run away from his problems, and scram when things got serious. It wasn't the first time Oscar experienced it but there was no doubt that it still hurt, he felt himself shrink into that little kid again, watching the man who was supposed to be there for him vanish, the man who was supposed to teach him how to become one disappear without a trace leaving him and Cesar alone to fend for themselves.

"Good," He responded. "You tell Cesar your plan?"

There was a moment of silence, Ray had stopped packing and sighed making eye contact with his oldest. "I'll tell him when I get to Bakersfield, there's a guy up there who can help me out... help you out too-"

Spooky had turned cold, that scowl plastered on his face, the boiling hate flashing in his eyes. "I don't need help, I got everything I need."

Ray let out an amused chuckle. "The Santos? That girl?" Oscar took a step forward, fists balled up, father or not he would put down anyone that disrespected his girl. She was his home, his family, she was everything that he needed. "Her name is Yn, and she let you stay with us, not me... if it were up to me you'd be out on the street with the rest of the stray dogs."

Little did they know they had an audience for this performance, not too far off Yn had poked her head from the kitchen she had stopped what she was doing the minute she heard their voices. "I hope they don't sell you out, I hope she's good to you because one day all that love you think you're getting from them is gonna be gone."

"Ray." He warned. "This street shit isn't the life man, you don't have to stay here, go and make something of yourself."

Oscar's eyes softened, and he began to nod in agreement. "Thanks, Papa, you're right. I could be president or a fucking astronaut, maybe even a movie star right? Because I had such a great fucking role model!"

"I had a shitty dad too, mijo," Ray's tone was so nonchalant when he said it and something about it was making Yn's skin crawl it just sounded like he didn't care. "But you gotta let that rage go."

It took everything for her not toa put in her two cents. How do you let the rage from constant and consistent disappointment go? She could tell Spooky had this overbearing feeling that he was a failure, that he failed Cesar, failed the Santos and even failed her-- so how was he just supposed to let that go?

Yn had thought the fire between them had died down, that Ray had left and Spooky was just standing there disassociating at the fact that he was in his twenties and still being abandoned. But when she brought herself into frame the two of them had gone, their muffled argument had moved outdoors. Her feet carried her to the front door, where she stood behind the screen watching it go down from a distance.

"Everything bad that's ever happened in my life is because of you! You're gonna crush Cesar the same way you crushed me!" His voice weakened, almost cracking like he was fighting to keep that little boy inside. Ray was already at the end of the path, one foot almost on the black tarmac road, he dropped his bag and turned around to face Spooky. "You never wrote to me... you didn't call, you didn't even visit not once! Did you even think about me?"

YN placed her hand over her heart, she wanted nothing more than to drag him inside and coddle him for all he's been through but he needed to let this out he'd been holding it in for far too long. She looked as Ray walked back toward Spooky.

"Oscar-" He began but Spooky shut it down. "You wanna know the worst part about not having a father? I had to be a father to my brother without having been a son first!" He sniffled. "I have a girl in there who loves me, who taught me how to love since I didn't have you or mama as examples... she's having my baby and I'm scared that I'm gonna end up like you!"

Oscar broke, completely shattered. Yn didn't think there'd be a day when she heard her partner weeping from the deep sadness that he felt, the sadness that was cloaked in anger. Ray didn't say anything, he pulled Oscar in for a hug and he resisted at first but once again his inner child betrayed him and he loosened a bit returning the embrace and they stayed like that for a while. Oscar buried his head in his father's shoulder, nothing was said, it was a bittersweet and brief moment before that rage entered his system again. That wall reappeared in seconds.

He wasn't little Oscar Diaz anymore he was back to Spooky who aggressively shoved his father off of him. "Take your shit and go, make sure I don't see you here again."

And just like that, he was gone again. Spooky turned around with a pout on his face, he stopped at the front door seeing Yn through the screen. "Did you eat?" Funny that even in his obvious time of need he was still worried about her. She shook her head, stretched out her hand to his and gently pulled him inside. Once the door closed the tears that he had just soaked back up were released once again. Yn pulled him over to the couch, sat him down and then took her place beside him.

He fell apart in her arms. "I fucking hate him." She rubbed his back. "All he does is fucking leave me... what did I do?"

"Ay! You didn't do anything papito, he's just an asshole."

"Am I not good enough?"

She frowned. "You are more than enough my love, I promise you. You are more than enough for me, for Cesar and for the baby. You did a great job raising him and you will do an even better one raising ours."

He lifted his head from where it rested on her shoulder, she swiped her thumb across his cheeks to wipe his tears. "How are you so sure?"

"You already do enough for the baby and they're not even here. You make sure I'm eating enough, you make sure I'm relaxed. I wish you could've seen your face when I told you." Now she was tearing up. "I couldn't have picked a better person to make a family with."

He softly smiled. "I love you."

"Duh." She sarcastically answered which received a decent chuckle. "I love you too, we're good okay? I'm not going anywhere."

"I know." He mumbled. She smiled and pulled him in for a kiss. "Let's eat, yeah?"

"Yeah."

I just felt like writing something kind of sad. idk why.

for the Pedro girlies im working on Truth or Drink3

for the Rio girlies, working on The Nanny 3

trying not to burn tf out lol just put me down at this point.

if you liked this fic feel free to like this fic, reblogs and comments are appreciated.

peace and love.

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[josiesullysblog]

Stuck Like Glue

~AGED UP Neteyam x Na’vi Reader

~Fluff

~Proofread?-no

~Summary-You and Neteyam are sworn mates.

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“Remember [Y/n], you must be nice,” your mother patted your neat braids. You were only seven so you hadn't understood why your family had to go meet with another tribe. You didn't understand that you were off to meet you eventually mate. You smiled at your mom as your dad picked you up, “our little [Y/n] isn't gonna let us down!” you giggled as he tickled you. Your mother laughed and grabbed you before getting on her Ikran.

You held your mother's hand as you and your family made your way through the crowd. Your father greets a man who you notice a family behind him. You hide behind your mother, not wanting them to see you. “This is Jake and Neytiri,” she gently pushed you to see. You made eye contact with her, “hello [Y/n], this is my son Neteyam,” she grabbed a boy who smiled big at you. You gave a small smile, “honey why don't you go play with them,” your mother said as a younger girl grabbed your hand.

“I’m Kiri and this is Lo’ak!” as she brought you toward a small lake. You nodded as the boy you met earlier looked at you, “is there something wrong?” you questioned as he came closer, “you're short,” he laughed as your eyed him up and down. “Like your any bigger,” without your parents present your personality changed shocking the three children.

“Let's go this way,” you said causing Lo’ak to cheer, “yea!” you smiled as you started walking off, “Lo’ak you know we can't go that way! Dad and mom will get mad,” you sighed loudly looking at the boy, “you always do what daddy says?” your teasing getting to the boy, “no!” he attempted to save himself but Kiri and Lo’ak laughed, “that's all you do!” Your smile became bigger, “I bet he’s daddy’s little boy,” you stuck your tongue out at him. Neteyam crossed his arms as your laugh rang through the forest, “fine let's go,” he said pushing past you.

You all found a flower meadow and you decided to play a game of tag, “tag your it!” you tapped Neteyam and started running. You turned to look back to notice the boy hadn't moved a bit, “hello, I tagged you now you have to chase me,” you said but the boy only tilted his head, “I don’t get your game.” You then proceeded to explain tag to the three children. “Tag your it!” you hit Neteyam again before running off. This time he chases you causing giggles to fall out of your mouth. Kiri and Lo’ak ran around themselves, Kiri gathering flowers to give to her mother later.

It became dark and eventually, you all sat down looking at the stars. “Our dad came from a star,” Neteyam said causing your eyes to widen, “that's cool!” you rubbed your eyes. Kiri had already fallen asleep and tiredness was hitting you. “[Y/n]!” you heard your name being called. Your mother came out and you immediately walked over to her, begging to be picked up. “Looks like someone is tired,” your father said as you fought to keep your eyes open.

Neytiri picked up Kiri as Jake looked at Neteyam, “why’d you guys go so out? What I’ve told you?” he scolded the older boy. Neteyam's eyes were on you though, even though he was 7, he saw the small smile you held when your family left as he was getting yelled at. He couldn't believe you had the audacity, to smile at him as he was being scolded.

“Looks like someone has a crush,” Neytiri said catching Neteyam’s stare. Jake stopped talking and let out a laugh, causing Neteyam to cover his face, “I don't like her!” the family walked back together but Neteyam held a mad face. You were nothing but bossy to him and got him in trouble. He’d never like you.

It has been years since you last saw the boy. From time to time, you’d see Jake or Neytiri since they’d have business with your parents, but besides that, it was almost like you never met him. You were twenty years old now, completely different from your younger self.

So, it was not a surprise when you were nervous to meet him again. I mean what if he hated you? You couldn't remember how your last interaction went, causing you to overthink. “It will all be alright,” your mother said patting your head to calm you.

Her words did not calm you at all. But you remembered there was a nearby place that you visited all those years ago. “I think I’m gonna take a quick walk,” you said smiling and walking away.

You sat down looking at the pretty flowers. You missed when life wasn't so complicated, and you could run around. Now, you had a whole tribe to think of. You had to mate, have children, and be amazing or everything your family has worked so hard on was for nothing. Your mind got lost in your thoughts you hadn't noticed someone staring at you.

Neteyam had dreaded this day. It's kind of silly, but he still remembers how you got him in trouble. He still holds it over your head as well. He rolled his eyes for what felt like the millionth time, “why are we doing this again?” he questioned. Neytiri sighed, “son, this unity between you and [Y/n] is connecting two different tribes. This will be an amazing asset, plus I remember how you looked at her,” she laughed as she was joined by Kiri. “I don’t like her!” Neteyam said standing up quickly. “I understand it's good for the tribe, but what about what I want? I want to be able to pick someone I love as my mate, not some girl I’ve met one time!”

Neytiri’s eyes softened, “teyem,” the boy sighed before heading to walk out of the tent, “it’s whatever.” He walked past everyone before he noticed the new Ikrans. He sighed, “Great they are already here,” he picked his feet off, heading somewhere to rest. His eyes fell on the flower meadow he and his mother visited often. Memories of you flooded his mind, making him rub his face. He kept walking till he noticed a body in the flowers.

You started picking up flowers and making a flower crown. Your hands worked hard on it when you noticed a shadow behind you. You turned quickly before being hit with a boy's face. He smiled and waved awkwardly at you, “is there something I can help you with?” you said looking him up and down. Although your words came out with attitude, he felt his palms start to get sweaty. His heart beat faster, as your gaze caused a small blush to appear. “I didn't mean to disturb you, I just wanted to get away for a bit,” your gaze softened a little before nodding, “I understand, you can sit if you want.” You picked the flower crown back up and continued working on it.

“What's that?” he said sitting by you, but not too close in fear of you walking away. “It's called a flower crown,” you said but never looked at him, “I only make them in my free time, but I never have free time.” you smiled to yourself. “Same, I’m training to become a hunter,” your head immediately picked up, “a hunter? How far along are you?” you said unconsciously scooting closer, Neteyam’s breath hitching, “in the next few weeks, I’ll be able to get my own bow from the home tree,” your smile grew bigger and Neteyam forced himself to look away in fear of his attraction being caught. “So, you're far enough to teach me?” you searched for his eyes, becoming a hunter has been a dream of yours for years. With all your other duties becoming a hunter was just a dream you’d never reached, till now.

“Why don’t you have an elder teach you?” you shook your head immediately, “their ways of teaching are old, you would be able to teach me quickly.” Neteyam thought about it, technically he was not supposed to be even talking with you. He was sworn to someone else, but if he helped you he’d be making his own decisions. Such a small way to say, “I’m my own person,” he looked back up at you smiling and nodding.

You let out a small squeal, “thank you so much! We’d have to do it at night, so my parents can't stop us!” at the mention of your parents you shot up, “I’ve been out for too long, but let's meet here ten minutes after eclipse every night.” Neteyam stood up laughing at you, “that's alright with me!”

The flower crown you held in your hand, found its way to his head. Neteyam smiled at you causing you to smile back. “See you,” you started walking off before Neteyam yelled, “wait I didn't catch your name,” you stopped walking facing him, and said, “It’s [Y/n]!” You ran off before he could say his.

The blush on his face intensified, and he felt like his heart was in his stomach. No. Freaking. Way.

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Hey guys! Miss you all, I’ve been so busy lately I only have time to write at the end of the day. Currently sleepy but hopefully you all enjoy this story.

#avatar way of water #neteyam #avatar #avatar loak #jake sully #avatar neytiri #neteyam x y/n #avatar tuk #neytiri #loak x reader

[callsigns-haze]

Pretty like a crime

Chapter 6

Pairing: Agent Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x Singlemom! Agent Y/n 'Cobra' Y/l/n

Summary: Cobra is finally back on the agency and is finally back in the job. With Kai at home she has to jumble being a mother and a agent. She's sent to her first U.C mission but never thought that she would meet a blonde, green eyed Texan...

Warning: Mentions of gun use, ptsd, mentions of death, mentions of shooting, flirting, mentions of abuse, description of dead body, death, blood, undercover work, alcohol use, smut, kissing

Prologue/ Part 1/ Part 2/Part 3/ Part 4/ Part 5

"Oh who is she?" You ask one of three of your brothers in-law. It was his own engagement party but the most lively thing here was the alcohol.

This place was full of snobs and people from the news. A Chevalier getting married is a big deal and you remember it quite well.

"She's dad's new lawyer or something." Joris spat each word out in hatred. She didn't seem bad, she seemed quite sweet, honestly.

Joris never accepts people well, it was a quite long bit till he started to warm up to you. This was his party after all so I guess unwanted guests from his point of view were annoying.

"Well Matt sadly can't defend you a lot or me either." There was some stupid rule that if there was a law case you couldn't interact with it if it involves a family member or relation but Matthew is still your parents lawyer due to prior signed contracts.

"I don't like her already," Joris snarled with his nostrils flaring as he put on his sunglasses. Anger issues is the definition of this man, mad as hell. You wrap your arm around his shoulder and whisper in his ear. "Truly I don't either."

He smiles at you while whispering back, "Well, at least we're on the same page of action."

Getting trusted by the Chevalier family was quite impossible if you were a total outsider. Your family knew them through business which quickly led you into Etienne's circle of trust but with this chick it will be different.

"Just play you like her, I'll do the rest." That's the last thing he tells you before he wanders into the crowd. What did you get yourself into…

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"He's over there," Jake whispers to you as the two of you sit in two red velvety seats in the top private room of the opera. The guy you need is right there in front of you looking back and taking a glance at you. He knows who the two of you are, or at least your undercover characters.

"He's looking at us," Jake mumbles into your neck as you look into those clear green eyes. "I'm going to sit in your lap and whatever you need to tell me, kiss it into me." Usually you'd never say this but the two of you are pretending to be a sex full couple and right now, it was not giving what it was meant to be giving.

You get up from your seat and swing your leg over Jake's sitting figure so that when you sink down you're facing Jake this time. The second you lower yourself, Jake begins to attack your neck with kisses and love bites.

You let out a groan… That wasn't supposed to happen, your full focus was meant to be on the outcome of this mission but yet Jake's delicate lips upon your skin played a quite different role in this game.

"How do we act," Jake asks you while licking up your neck as you put your lips to his. So passionate and full of emotion. You didn't know what has got into you. Since you were a young child, when brought to the opera you could always fall asleep, let here you were so alive and awake.

"The longer we sit it's not gonna work on him, full contact straight away," you respond. You sink into his lap more though. You've melted into Jake's touch, it was like free sailing on an ocean free from storm so mesmerized in the moment that you didn't notice the time passing and that the guy you needed was tapping you on the shoulder.

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"Y/N, stop moving your head," Anne laughed as you cocked your head from side to side. For a thirteen year old, you sure were stubborn. Tonight, your parents are holding an annual gala which means you had to be prepared like a jewel for the show.

"But I don't want some hair due," you groan, slouching your shoulders in the chair. Anne had patients with you, for all you were just a kid but she understands that you don't like the whole concept of being rich and looking it.

"You know, kiddo. Once you get there, you'll be so mesmerized in the moment you won't notice it pass, trust me there."

"Sir, Adanson," you say turning around in Jake's lap. You see this undercover wasn't a act like this was some sort of Shakespeare play but a game where the second he turns to you you blow of his damn head.

For years you've been hunting this man down and have been getting nowhere. For years you've chased after him, through continents, countries, capitals, towns and cities but all it took was to lure him into your reach and distract him with a inexistent personality.

"You have a lot of balls coming down here," Jake comments, tilting his head to the left as Adanson stares at him in disbelief. Nobody speaks to a man like that in such a way that he was standing his ground in his face that Jake was a different man with no threat on his life.

"Pardon?" Adanson asked in disbelief. No one ever tried to talk to him in such way, nobody ever wanted to mess with such man, let here the two of you where.

"You have no balls, walking up to two gods and thinking some manners are a shit that can protect you," you snap as the standing man growls at you, you were getting on his nerves. As you were planning to.

"Do you know who your talking to?" Wow, he thinks that kind of speech will scare you? A speech about a snob kissing his own damn ass.

"Oh, yes I do and I don't care."

With that you give your signal to Jake which represents the start of the fight. You pull out your gun and aim it directly at two of men. Jake throws himself at which causes you to be left with the sidemen.

"So we meet again." One of then howls at you. You've caught many men over the years so recognising these was impossible. You try to shoot him but he grabs your wrist, spinning you, causing you to scream horror in pain.

He swung you round, throwing you against the wall as you hit of one of the carved pillars. Damn the world is spinning or at least it's messed up, because now you see three of the same man rather than one.

You have very little energy but once the world stops spinning it's when you'll manage to get up straight. He wants the satisfaction, the pain of you getting back up since he doesn't attack but instead he waits, which gives you an advantage.

You run at him, the jump you take would most likely be compared to a leprechauns, and kick the bodyguard straight into the king's jewels where the sun doesn't shine. To this he hurls over and groans. You don't hesitate like he did to you, you ram him with your fists as he kept going backwards until he reaches the railing to which you respond, "Bon voyage!" As he falls to his death.

"Whose next boys?"

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"Mr. Adanson, you in this case have NO right to a lawyer or to remain silent. Each question asked will b answered and no proper trial shall be held. The evidence of all your crimes is here and your name is written all over it, have a nice time behind bars."

You don't know who that officer was saying all those words, but you loved the guy, putting Adanson in his place was your dream for years now. Finally fighting out the justice and beating the hell outta that guy as well.

Jake wraps his arm around you as the sight is full of police and Agents. His touch is comfort, which you lean into with a smile as he says, "Let's go to the hotel, I think we both have enough for one messed up night."

You two turn, still with each others touch. The things you did together this night will never be forgotten by either. You sat in his lap and let him place his lips upon your body, wherever he wished. That will never be forgotten.

Even though both of you had enough for one night, the evening was still quite young.

-----

"Come on, you guys really believe she should be trusted! We don't know the whore!" Joris shouts out quite frustrated. This was probably one of the dumbest things to possibly do, meet up without Etienne and Pene. If either find out you all might as well leave the planet.

"Joris, why the hell do you always judge people before you know them," Matthew sighs back into his chair looking at his younger brother Romain to help him in this unwinnable arguement. Usually he'd look at you to help him out since Joris trusts you a slightly listens but while they sit at the table, you stand staring out the big glass window looking down upon the big sea at view.

"Matt! The bitch appeared a week ago and now apparently she's in his 'circle of trust'!" I mean you could sorta understand the frustration that Joris had. You guys had no clue where Olivia came from but her backstory did check out so that at least could be slightly trusted but the rest, it could all be faked.

"Y/n, can't your Justin or whatever his name is friend, help us out?" Matthew rolled his eyes at that. He despised Justin more than anything. He hated his guts, name style, EVERYTHING. Technically to you Justin wasn't even a friend anymore, he stopped being that a long time back, now he's just an acquaintance. You turn around and stare at the three brothers out of four quite intensely, truly you were flaming at his idea.

"There is NO way on god's green earth that you'll drag me down into this. I've done things to people that I should be long hung for, for this family. You guys are lucky that. I even agreed to coming because once Etienne finds out we'll already be dead."

Romain finally speaks up and announces, "She's right. Let's give her a shot."

You knew you couldn't call in your car or in the house where the family was so you had to go out, out as far as possible. You go down to the beach to call her and once you do you only leave on message, "Olivia, they're onto you."

-----

You always told yourself that adults do things that they regret but this now is not one of those situations

Jake unlocks the door, closes it, and places his items on the kitchen counter before approaching you two. As he scoops you up, he starts kissing you and forcing you to wrap your legs around his body. You can feel his delicate tongue pleading for admittance, which you allow. The kiss was ravenous, and even though he probed every corner of your mouth, it was insufficient.

He drags you into the master bedroom and lays you on the bed, then removes all of his belongings. Looking at his physique made you wetter; he had a mysterious effect on you.

After that, he lowers himself and kisses your jawline, neck, and chest. You groan at the slightest brush of his soft lips against your skin. He aids you in removing your garments, leaving you just in your pants, which he then removes.

He started sucking on your sensitive nipples. Swirling his tongue and blowing air on them, he knew it would drive you insane, arching your back and making you moan out in agony as your desire for him was unbearable. "Jake hurry" you say getting impatient, "how bad do you need me" he declares in a raspy voice looking towards you from smothering your chest.

"Really bad, Jakey," you remark once again, leaning your back to him. He hovers above you, holding his erect member and rubs it against your highly wet region, causing you to gasp. He begins to put it in with gentle strokes. Before he eventually says it all, you let out small whispers.

As you hold his arms, he places the top of his head against the curve of your neck. Returning to your lips, he runs his hand up your thighs, stroking the aching area. You arch your back in want for him as you feel yourself becoming moist. You grab hold of his hair as he starts sucking on your stiff nipples.

He groans with pleasure as he swirls the tip of his tongue around you. He kicks your pants to the side, inserting a pair of fingers and pounding in and out.

You whimpered and bit your bottom lip. He lifts his head to your ear and whispers, "I love to hear your purrs," in a deep rich voice that sends shivers down your spine. He pulls his two fingers out of you and licks the come off his fingers. "You taste heavenly," he adds, his eyes blazing with passion. You felt yourself on his tongue after slamming his lips into yours.

"Fuck me please," you beg, barely breaking free from the kiss, as he pulls you off the sink and flips you around, bending you over on the bathroom counter. Pulling his trousers down, he reveals his firm member. He teases you by rubbing it on your soaking wet area before carefully applying it. You moan with delight as he fully invests himself in you. He begins with small strokes and gradually increases his pace.

"Holy Shit, fuck," you gasp, as he rubs your throbbing area with his left hand and pounds you from behind. He takes his right hand and wraps it over your neck, allowing you to arch your back little more. As his strokes increase quicker and harder, your moans become uncontrollable.

You can only blurt out "I'm gonna cum" between moans. He pounds you harder while softly tightening his grasp on your neck, never missing your g-spot. As you get closer to your climax, your walls tighten.

You give out a loud gasp as you approach your peak, prompting him to halt his strokes. He unlocks your throat and emerges from within you. He turns you around and gently kisses you.

Guess he finally worked the charm.

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[shamrockqueen]

Father figure

Pairing : Best Friend’s Dad Bucky x Reader

Warnings : Angst, Bad friends, Older man younger woman Dynamic, (age references removed and reader is recounting it as an adult)

Word count : 2167

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Chapter 2

Things stayed quiet, but at least they kind of got better. It had been a week or two since you’d welcomed Becky and her family back into your life.

A pounding at your window around 12pm woke you from an already uncomfortable sleep. You looked over at the drawn curtains, waiting for the sound again.

A *Knock knock knock* at the window of your ground-floor bedroom.

You pushed out of bed, readjusting your messy t-shirt and shorts as you groggily walked to the curtains. You weren’t surprised to see Becky on the other side of the glass, her dark hair nearly blending in with the night.

She didn’t look very happy, and her frustration was even more evident when she tried to jerk open the locked window. It wasn’t a new sight to see an angry Becky trying to force her way into your room, a popular choice of hers for when she had been out doing something she shouldn’t have and needed a place to hide before absconding by midnight.

"Open up!" You could hear her through the glass before you finally unlocked the window and pulled it up, and she immediately crawled past you.

"You can’t be yelling this late at night; you're gonna to wake my mom up."

"Whatever!" She stomped towards your bed before throwing herself onto it and grappling at one of your teddy bears.

You have a huff before shutting the window and locking it again.

"What’s wrong?" You slumped back onto the other side of the bed as you tried to find what made her mad this time.

"It doesn’t fuckin matter." A classic Becky move, but you’d played this game before, and with enough prying, you’d get her to talk instead of sulking into one of your old teddy bears.

"Clearly it mattered to you because you were here at almost 1 in the morning instead of asleep."

"Shut up!" She turned and tossed the bear at you, clearly choosing to act more like a child than her actual age.

"Keep your voice down. You wake my mom up, and she’s gonna kick you out again." You seethed before throwing the stuffed animal back at her, only to miss and hit the wall beside the bed.

Becky dropped her arms from above her head to her sides, hitting the bed with a thump. "Everything’s just so stupid; it fucking sucks." She grumbled, but at least she made an effort to keep her voice down.

"What happened?" You ask tiredly, rubbing your eyes as you wait for an answer.

"I called my mom today." She answered meekly. Conversations with her mom often brought out the worst in her, making it unsurprising that she’d snuck out to blow off steam.

"What’d she say?" You asked worriedly, not waking to try to break the already weak foundation that Becky stood on.

"She said I couldn’t visit her this summer. She said that she and STUPID Mason and their STUPID kids already planned their vacation, and that she can’t just change her plans at the drop of a hat because I want her to."

You just laid beside her, silent in the dark, as a sob cut through the air, and you turned to see streaks of tears training down her face. Becky had such a complicated relationship with her mom, especially when she often thought she had to compete with a new family.

"Why do you want to visit her anyway? You hate the twins, and you hate your stepdad." You say this quietly as you sit up to look at your friend. "Every time you visit, you call me to tell me how snotty they are and how crappy they treat you."

He huffed a small laugh before answering, "I know, but…it’s just that she doesn’t call anymore. She doesn’t visit. She doesn't care." She hugged the pillow as her voice grew weaker.

"That can’t be true; all moms have to care at least a little. I mean, you're her kid; she can’t just forget about you." You always tried to reassure her, but her face just continued to fall.

"It feels like she’s trying to."

"You still have your dad." Your words rang in your ears just as you said them. The memory of that night is still heavy in your mind. Just the way his psyche must have shattered to propel him to do what he did made you shudder a little.

"There’s something wrong with him." Every word added a little more weight to your heavy heart as she spoke. You feared how much she really knew and who she would be mad at the most.

"What do you mean?" You didn’t turn to look at her as you spoke, not wanting her to catch a glimpse of guilt in your eyes, even in the dark.

"He’s just been acting really off lately, like…he won’t talk to me, and it just feels like he’s trying to avoid me now. Ever since that party, he’s just shut off."

You could feel your stomach knowing together as she spoke. You have a very good idea why he’s acting so uncomfortably, but it’s not something you could tell her.

"He just doesn’t want to see you get like that. I mean, he is your dad; stuff like that is going to upset him."

"It’s not the same. He’s never been this upset before. It’s like he’s shut down or something." Her eyes start to tear up as she continues, "Maybe this time I finally made him snap."

"No way. It just has to be a lot of stress on him."

"I don’t know. Something’s just wrong."

The crack in your nerves deepened painfully as she spoke. You knew very well what was wrong and why. Something was wrong, very wrong, and there was nothing you could do to fix it now. You just stared out at the ceiling, waiting for her to talk again.

Instead, she seemed to nod off before you found the ability to even find sleep. No, you were still so shaken by the new knowledge you had found that you lay there motionless instead.

A small light lit up beside you. A notification beaming out into your room from where Becky’s phone sat on your charger.

You leaned out of bed as your eyes adjusted to the new source of light to see Mr. Barnes’ picture blink across the screen as the silent call fell to Becky’s voicemail.

You look back at her and then back at the phone, just tapping the screen to see the number of messages her father left her.

She sneaks out a lot, but she more than often ends up sleeping off her night on your bedroom floor. This gave Mr. Barnes at least some peace of mind not to go running out into the night for his daughter, but he was still her father and had desperately tried reaching out to Becky.

The first few times Becky had snuck out, it had caused a lot of trouble, and he’d come speeding through the neighborhood trying to find her.

Now, he could easily drive by and spot her bike propped up against your mailbox, giving him some peace of mind to at least know she was somewhere safe.

You let her phone screen fade before letting your eyes readjust to the dark to find your phone next to hers. You unlock it and tap on your contacts icon to dig up her father’s number.

His contact photo lights up the screen. A happy photo from when he’d taken you and Becky out to see Jurassic Park. An undone blue button-up, a white tank top, and a pair of shades making him seem so much more striking than he was before. Even the loose bun that held together his once shoulder-length hair brought new definition to his smiling face; it made it seem like more and more of a shame that he’d since cut it short.

Shaking the thought away, you tuck your phone to your side before looking back at the still-sleeping Becky and slipping out of bed and snuck towards the door. Becky still snored on the other side of the room as you ducked into the hall and towards the bathroom.

The hallway is just as dark and more eerily quiet as you looked over at your mother’s room, which sat only a few feet in the other direction. You let your eyes fall on to the lightly colored wood, turned to a gray hue under the heavy blanket at night.

You quietly and carefully cross through to the bathroom before letting yourself lean onto the sink to take a quick and nervous breath. You pulled your phone from where you kept it clasped to your chest and tapped in your password to open it again. His picture lights up the screen once again before your thumb slides over the call button.

You held it to your ear as it rang for a spell. Each extra ring made your heart beat just a little slower as you waited for him to pick up the phone.

When the voicemail popped up, a heavy breath you hadn’t realized you’d been holding onto escaped past your lips, and your heart sank into your stomach.

You ended the call without leaving a message, and you just leaned there before sitting back heavily onto the shaggy cloth toilet seat cover.

You took a few seconds before opening the phone back up and clicking the call button again.

The phone rang once, then twice…then it stopped abruptly, replaced by the sound of the other line being handled before a familiar voice filled the phone.

"Hey. Sorry, I uh…missed your call." You heard him take a deep breath before continuing with, "Is everything okay?"

"Uh, yeah. I just wanted to let you know Becky’s here. She’s still asleep right now." You spoke in a whisper, making sure not to wake up anyone in the house.

"Oh, thank God. How long has she been there?"

"I think she came straight over. I’m sorry I didn’t call sooner."

"No, it's fine. Thank you for letting me know." His voice didn’t seem fully relieved before he continued with, "D-did she tell you why she left?"

It was a question he hadn’t asked you before. He’d long since lost hope in understanding his daughter's misbehavior, but something in his voice seemed more fearful than before.

"I…um…just some drama with her mom, and…she." You almost couldn’t get the last few words out, as they choked up in your throat.

You stared at the tiled floor beneath your feet before finally finishing your sentence. "And she said that something seemed off. That you didn’t seem like yourself, I guess."

You could hear him swallow over the phone, taking a deep breath afterward before leaving an air of silence over the call.

"I am so sorry." He spoke so quietly that it almost couldn’t be heard over the phone. His voice was broken; it was so painful to hear it.

You opened your mouth to answer, but nothing came out. Your throat seemed to just close up as your fingers tightened around the phone until it shook a little in your hand.

"I…I can try to get her home after school tomorrow, Mr. Barnes." It’s all you could think to say. Anything to avoid discussing what had happened, how it had made you feel, and what the consequences would be.

"That would be a great help, but I can take care of it. Thank you." There was still something off with his voice, like a deep crack forming on what was once unbreakable glass. "Just make sure she gets to school, alright?"

"Yes sir."

"Thank you; now just get some sleep, ok sweetheart?"

The term of endearment made your heavy heart flutter for a single second before you answered, "Okay, goodnight, sir." And the call ended with a quick click.

You hold your phone back to your chest as you take a shallow breath, remembering all that had transpired between you and Mr. Barnes. The memory still made you feel an odd but warm sensation along your body, as well as a deep ache at the thought of the same memory causing him misfortune.

A knock at the bathroom door startled you. Making you jump back and hit the tiled wall with the back of your head.

You panic and flush the empty toilet beside you, trying to create an alibi and not wanting either person in the house to know about your phone call.

You quickly tuck your phone into your shorts pocket, switch on the sink, and start washing your hands.

"Hurry up." Becky’s voice through the door made the terrible feeling in your stomach curdle even further.

Finally, you open the door to Becky’s tired face before she pushes past you with a grunted "gotta pee."

You speedily walk back to the bedroom as the bathroom door clicks shut behind her.

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[scourgeofgotham]

Red-Tailed Hawk and the Bat

chapter six

Warnings: SMUT 18+

Graphic Sexual Content, Crying, Unresolved Trauma, Dom/Sub, Praise! Kink, Begging, DD/LG, Stockholm Syndrome, the reader has PTSD

A/N: so the hawk fell in love with the bat

“what a stupid bat…”

“what a sick masochistic hawk.”

anyways i redid the ending of this chapter bc i hated it <3

“You see Bruce, she's all mine. Tomorrow, you're gonna be dead.”

His head was spinning, getting insanely dizzy after watching what was happening to Batgirl.

My daughter...

My little Canary?

Jason and my little girl?

“I have to go save Batgirl.”

“Are you alright Master Bruce? I tried to stop you from watching it, I deeply regret not doing so.” Alfred called out.

My daughter...

I adopted her after her parents were brutally murdered, she was almost 9 years old. She’s mine. I remember the first time she ever called me Dad...

“Bruce? Are you okay?” Coming from Oracle’s line, snapping Bruce out of his thoughts.

“I'm–I’m fine.” He lied through his teeth. “I'm gonna find my daughter and make him pay for what he's done to her.”

“Bruce, I looked through camera footage and there's none, there's no way how to track her. I tried tracing the video to see if I can get something but I can’t… He’s ten steps ahead.” Oracle said with sorrow.

“He’s made sure you can’t find her, sir.”

“Plus it appears she doesn’t want to leave him.” Oracle reminds him. “She has Stockholm, Bruce.”

I know…

“Losing Master Jason affected her more than we originally thought Master Bruce.”

“I just gotta get through to her…” He stated.

I remember the first day I brought her home.

She was crying in her room, singing softly to ease her pain.

“it just takes some time

little girl,

you're in the middle of the ride

everything will be just fine

everything will be alright”

I stepped into her room and sat down next to her, hunched in the same fetal position.

“I lost my parents when I was your age.”

She stopped crying and looked at me,

“Can I hug you?”

“Of course,” I opened my arms out to hug her, wanting to make her feel like she was home. She nuzzled her head into my chest and cried while letting me hold her.

“It’s okay my little Canary.”

//

The Arkham Knight went over to the couch in his safe house and picked up bags and brought them over to the bed.

“I bought you some new lingerie, I figured I must treat you. I hope you're still the same size.” He sat down next to her, petting her head. “First go take a shower, and then you can give Daddy a show.”

“Daddy? this morning...”

“What happened this morning?”

“You were next to me, I saw your face. You have the prettiest blue eyes, and you have a scar...” she said quietly, losing track of her thought. “It's a scar... shaped like a J, just like Jason's...” she said tears dotting along her lash line.

“Princess, that was all a dream...” he lied.

“Oh...” she whispered. “When can I see your face?”

“Tomorrow night. After I kill Bruce.”

“Why do you have to kill him? Why can't we just run away and be together forever?” she whines.

“He has to pay for what he did.” The Knight growled. She flinched, “I'm sorry... Please don't be mad...” she whispered. He immediately softened, rubbing her face. “I'm sorry Peanut, I don't want to take it out on you.” Tears started running down her face, “It's–Okay.” Nuzzling her face in his chest.

“What can I do to make it better?” he asked, putting his hand on her head, petting her hair. “I promise– I won’t look– but, can we– shower together?” she sobbed.

He was torn inside, what if she did look? What if it was all ruined? But the thought of her skin being against his fully, to wash her hair, to take care of her, and to gain even more of her trust.

“You can’t open your eyes,” he stated. “As soon as I take off the mask, eyes closed.”

“I promise Daddy.” She lied, she wanted to see him, any little bit that she could.

He led her into the shower, turning it on. He made sure it was the perfect temperature for her, knowing she loves it boiling. He started taking off her robe. He led her into the shower, “I’m gonna start getting undressed, no looking.” He demanded.

He took off his helmet, accidentally looking into the mirror and almost punched the glass. He took off the Arkham Knight suit, starting with the top. He pulled down the zipper and removed the heavy layer of body armor. She watched behind the curtain, looking at all the scars that littered his body.

All the gashes, and current bruises, were barely an inch apart. Next, his tactical belt dropped to the floor, he picked up his belt, walked out, and came back. While he was gone he took off his boots.

When she saw his face...

She knew she wasn't imagining things,

he looked so beautiful. She couldn't see the scar, but she saw his striking, perfectly imperfect face and melted. His black fluffy hair, stuck up ever so slightly.

“Jay...” she whispered.

“You're not looking, right Belle?” he called out. “No!” she said immediately, lying straight through her teeth.

The last thing was his pants, he unbuttoned the top, then pulled down the zipper. His pants fell soon after leaving him in his boxers.

His thighs were covered in scars, some from burns, some from drills. But they looked amazing, I wanna ride them for hours...

His boxers fell not too long after, walking toward the shower.

She immediately got under the hot water and closed her eyes, making it seem like she was being good the entire time. She heard the shower liner pull back and heard him getting in. Once he was fully in she couldn't contain herself anymore. She hugged him and started nuzzling into his chest.

“You wouldn't be doing this if you saw my body,” he whispered.

“I don't care, I love you,” she replied.

She opened her eyes and little bit and looked at his chest, on his right side a huge scar. An R, the Robin symbol. She unwrapped one of her arms and place her hand on top of the symbol, tracing it with her fingers. She went over to the scar and kissed it. He stiffened, immediately regretting saying yes.

He rested his head on hers, already having to lean forward due to his back. He closed his eyes a little bit, trying to let himself take in the warm embrace. She nuzzled her head into his neck and left sweet little pecks. She left a kiss on the big scar on his neck, making sure he knew that she was kissing this scar for a reason.

“I mean it... I love you,” she whispered in his ear. Her other hand traced the scars on his back, making him shiver. She stopped tracing the Robin scar and went down to trace lines up his happy trail. He eventually wrapped his arms around her pulling her in close. “I love you too Belle,” he whispered. “I love you more Jay,” she whispered inaudible. Her hand that was giving his stomach attention moved down to his thighs, circling all of the burn scars and the twisted scars.

“Alright lemme wash you Peanut.” He said pulling away from her. She let go of him, facing her back to him. He moved her ever so slightly so he could bend down. He had shampoo in his hands, squirting some on his palm, bending down to put it down, and then rubbing them together.

“Alright bend your neck back for me sweetheart.” She leaned backward and shivered when she felt his hands running through her hair, slathering lavender-scented shampoo on her scalp. Once it was all mixed in he turned her around and had her stand under the showerhead, he helped her get out all of the soap off her hair.

He spun her around again and held her close to him, kissing her head. He leaned down and grabbed the conditioner, squirted it on his hands, and rubbed it in. He then grabbed the body wash and lathered it on her body. “Arms up.” he blurted out, causing her to jump. He chuckled, kissing her head.

She put her arms up, giggling when she felt a sudden hand rubbing soap on her arms. When he was done rubbing her arms, he turned her around and then he went to her thighs. She started giggling even more, sensitive to his touch. He kneeled to get her calves and her feet. While looking at her thighs he decided to kiss the sporadic puffy scars that almost blended into her skin.

“I never want to see a fresh cut on your beautiful smooth skin, you hear?”

She nodded her head, smiling at how sweet and gentle he was. He stood back up and washed out her conditioner. She reached out trying to find his face. Once she found it, she grabbed his jaw and pulled him toward her, and kissed him, “ I love you,” she mumbled against his lips. She pulled away, running her finger down his jaw. “If you let me see all of your scars, I'll take all that pain away and fill it with my love,” she blurted out.

He was frozen, I want to be hers.

He wanted to let her see him,

but what would happen?

Will his angel love him for who he is,

does she even love me anymore?

“Jason…” she whispered

His eyes widen, staring at her, who stopped closing her eyes.

“I love you Jason…” she declared.

“I don’t care about any of these scars, you must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.” He smiled as she quoted Jane Austen.

“I’m irrevocably in love with you.” she said as she had stars in her eyes.

#arkham knight x reader #jason todd x reader #jason todd #arkham knight #fluffy fluff

[muertawrites]

The F Word (Eddie Munson x Hopper!Reader)

Warnings: needles

unofficial sequel to this request

"Hold still, short stack."

Eddie says the words quietly, barely above a whisper. He and El sit on the living room floor of your newly rented apartment in Indianapolis, she and Will having come for the weekend to visit you. He's got his hair knotted in a messy bun at the nape of his neck, held in place by one of your scrunchies. His tongue pokes out a little the way it does when he's focused. He's unfathomably beautiful in this moment, but you can't let yourself indulge in it for how nervous you are.

"Do you think your dad's gonna freak?" Will asks you in a whisper.

"If he does I'll take the blame for it," you reply. "But I can't see him getting mad over something like this. It means a lot to her."

Eleven squirms a bit, swallowing hard.

"I know," Eddie murmurs. "This way hurts a little more. But you've got it. You're tough."

She clutches at his calve, her nails digging in; he doesn't even flinch, letting her use him for support.

"... You ever hear the myth of Perseus and Andromeda?" he drawls after a moment.

El shakes her head. You suppress a smile, knowing this is one of his favorites.

"Well, long story short," Eddie narrates, "this guy, Perseus, is in love with this girl, Andromeda. And it kinda differs depending on who you ask - in some versions he saves her, but in others he's out trophy hunting to get on her dad's good side. Anyway. Perseus has to kill Medusa, a powerful woman who can turn men to stone with her gaze. She's got snakes for hair, too. Kinda looks like me. When he kills her, Andromeda wants to see her face, so he takes Andromeda to a well and shows her the reflection of Medusa's severed head so she doesn't get zapped by her murder vision. They fall in love looking at each other in the water."

He dabs gently at El's wrist with an alcohol soaked cloth, causing her to clench her teeth.

"Now, that story's super fuckin' romantic and all," he continues, "but I've always had a soft spot for Medusa. The human world fucked with her because she was different, and they made her into a monster for protecting herself. She was wicked strong, too, killed her enemies with just a look. She was too badass to go out the way she did. I've always liked the idea of her taking Perseus's head off instead."

Eddie peers up at El for a split second, giving her a knowing wink. She grins at him, her pain momentarily forgotten.

"You like monsters more than heroes," she notes.

"Hell yeah, I do," Eddie confirms. "Monsters are way cooler. Heroes are just fulla themselves. Monsters make for better stories."

He clears his throat, honing back in on his work.

"... I do still like the original, though," he muses. "It's nice to think that even if Medusa really was the creep everyone said she was, Perseus loved Andromeda enough to risk his life for her. And that something really scary and horrific brought them together. Beauty and love came out of the ugliness of their ordeal."

Eddie manages to distract El long enough that he finishes without so much as another gasp from her, drawing the needle away and cleaning the newly inked flesh with a broad, shimmering smile.

"Done," he announces. "Whatddya think?"

In place of the digits tattooed on her wrist, now there's a minute image of a medieval shield, drawn by Will and copied by Eddie with stick and poke tools into Eleven's skin. She stares down at it in awe, rotating her arm as of to make sure it's really there; really permanent.

"I love it," she breathes.

She bounds for her feet, rushing over to the kitchen counter where you and Will sit, showing off the new tattoo. You can already hear what your dad will have to say about it - that she's too young, what the hell will the school think, how could you let that delinquent mark her up like this; all the angry, overprotective stuff he's good at - but you don't care. It's been a year since Vecna was destroyed, the last remnants of El's horrendous past along with him. You've all healed - your scars have faded, Will no longer has nightmares, Max is out of the hospital, Jim's put on the weight he lost in prison, Eddie and El's hair now touches their shoulders. But she still had that brand, a constant reminder that she wasn't raised to be human.

So you did this for her. And looking at her now, the relieved, beaming smile on her face, it's worth any ire your father could possibly throw at you.

Eddie sidles up next to you, having left the now sterilized equipment on the counter next to the sink; he leans his body into you, smiling proudly as he moves in for a kiss. You grin as you release his hair from its knot, gently gripping the nape of his neck as his lips mesh with yours.

"Thank you," you whisper as you pull away.

"Nah, no need for that," he says softly. "She's family. Gotta look out for family."

You peck his lips, smiling into the kiss and humming softly as he pulls you in for another.

"Didn't think you'd ever use the F word," you tease.

He chuckles.

"Yeah, well. This F word is pretty fuckin' rad."

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#brings greek mythology into normal conversation #eddie munson #muerta's works #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson x hopper!reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x reader fluff #eddie munson fix it fic

[i-cant-sing]

Hey I just wanted to start off to say I’m in LOVE with your f1 dabi x hawks and reader au. How would dabi and hawks react to reader sneaking out to see bakugo?

Disappointed at you and very very angry at Katsuki. They're not even that disappointed, they're just very scared and concerned about what would've happened if you did manage to sneak out.

Obviously, it's in your (and Kats) best interest that you don't tell them it's not your first time sneaking out.

As for Katsuki, he's just been banned from ever talking to you again. Clearly, he's a bad influence on you. Their sweet child would've never done anything as dangerous without someone evil persuading them to.

So since you're now grounded (that you almost get out of when you gave Keigo puppy eyes, but Dabi was firm enough to reject your cute face and drag his husband away too before he could start giving you hugs and kisses. Bad behaviour should not be rewarded!), its upto Katsuki now to sneak in to your room and meet you.

Like Katsuki comes in the dead of the night, climbs up to your window and you let him in. Unfortunately for you guys, Dabi was awake at that time (because he felt guilty for grounding you and he wanted to cuddle you) and boy did he see red when he heard Katsuki's voice.

Immediately, he gets his metal bat and is busting down your door to beat him up.

"YOU'RE DEAD!" Dabi states before lunging at him, and you push Katsuki towards the window, running to step in between him and your father.

"Stay in bed, Y/n!" Dabi yells, and you obviously don't listen to him, opting to hug him instead and give Katsuki enough time to escape.

"Dad! It's not what it looks like!" You stated, but Dabi picked you up and threw you on the bed instead before rushing out of your room and down the stairs. He was gonna get in his car, chase down that rat and run him over until you couldn't tell the difference between him and a road kill.

But Dabi only stopped when he heard your pained yelp from behind, and he looked back to see you down the stairs, holding your ankle that you had accidentally twisted.

"Y/n!" Dabi ran to you, and Keigo had also come down after waking up from the ruckus. "Oh Dabi, what did you do?" He asked his husband, but Dabi was far more concerned with your ankle that was now turning a nasty colour.

He picked you up and carried you to the couch, while Keigo brought over a first aid kit.

-

"Ow." You whispered, as Dabi finished bandaging your ankle.

Dabi narrowed his eyes at you. "Dont "ow" me. Who told you to get out of the bed?"

"Who told you to chase Katsuki?"

"Dont start with me-"

"Enough. Both of you." Keigo sighed. "Dabi, you should've let that boy run. He wasn't worth the trouble." He then turned to you. "And you missy- you knew he isn't allowed to meet you. And you know you're grounded. So you're in trouble now."

"But it isn't fair-"

"No. It is. We grounded you because we didn't want you to get hurt. And look at you now. In pain, all because you didn't listen to us. So, now you're grounded until your foot heals and then for another 2 weeks. No arguing."

You pouted, letting your shoulders flop. "You guys shouldn't be mad at me. I'm injured." You muttered, eyebrows furrowed but your fathers could clearly see the remorse in your eyes. Your poor heart could never handle them or anyone getting mad at you.

They smiled before kissing your cheeks. "We're not mad at you, honey. Just... concerned."

Dabi nodded before bopping your nose. "We just don't want you to get hurt, bub."

Keigo hummed in agreement, pushing the ahir away from your face, tucking it behind your ear.

"We will always love you."

#yandere dad dabi #yandere dabi #yandere bnha #yandere keigo #yandere dad hawks #bnha headcanons #yandere mha #bnha imagines #yandere hawks

[canirove]

My neighbour Rúben | Chapter 14

Author's note: You don't want to miss Friday's chapter 👀

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When I woke up the next day, my head hurt like hell. Everything hurt like hell, to be honest, and I wasn't sure about where I was. That wasn't my room at my grandma's house, that wasn't my bed and... And someone's arm was around my waist.

"Shit" I whispered. What had I done?

I tried to move and turn to see who was hugging me, but his grip was too firm, and I couldn't move without waking him up. Because this definitely was a man's arm. 

I needed to remember. What had happened last night? I went to a party with Aaron Ramsdale. To Ben White’s house. So that's where we probably were. And we drank something pink, and then... Rúben. I remembered talking with Rúben. And dancing. But what did I do after that? 

"Fuck!" the man behind me said, both of us jumping when someone closed a door with too much force. "That was too loud" he said, his arm leaving my body as he changed his position. "Are you awake?"

I recognized that voice. Aaron. The man next to me was Aaron. Why was I sharing a bed with him?

"I am" I said, my voice sounding all cranky. I needed a glass of water so badly... 

"I need some water" he said as if reading my mind. "Do you want some?"

"Please."

I felt him leave the bed and walk somewhere, turning a light that was too bright, both of us complain about it. While he cursed, I hid my head under the duvet. And that's when I noticed I was just in my underwear. Dear God, what had I done?

"Why are you hiding?" Aaron said next to me. 

"The light. Too bright" I said, still under the duvet.

"Happy hangover" he chuckled, leaving the glass on the bedside table before getting back in bed next to me. 

This was bad. This was so so bad. And my head hurt. And I needed to pee. Badly. So finding some courage God knows where, I moved from under the duvet, looking around.

"Morning" Aaron said. 

"Hi" I replied, not looking at him. "Bathroom?"

"The door in front of us."

"Thank you" I said, getting up from the bed. But the moment I was on my feet, everything started moving.

"Woah, careful there" Aaron said, holding me by the arms. "Slow movements."

"Slow movements" I repeated, getting up again. 

Once inside the bathroom, I made sure to lock the door. 

"Ok" I said, taking a deep breath. I moved to look at myself in the mirror, see if there was anything different about me. But beyond looking horrible, my hair being a mess and my eyes red and swollen, I looked like always.

"You took your time there" Aaron said when I finally came out. "Everything ok?"

"Yeah, yeah. Just too much liquid in my body."

"We drank a bit, didn't we?"

"I could drink a lot more. But just water" I said, getting back in bed and drinking the glass he had brought me in just one go.

"Same. Do you want me to get us something to eat? That will also help."

"Talking from experience?"

"I'm afraid so" he said with that big smile of his.

"Ok. But Aaron," I said once he got up, just wearing his boxers. "Can you see if my phone is over there? My grandma may be going nuts wondering where I am."

"She knows you are with me. When you were in the bathroom I checked my phone and I had a text from my dad saying not to worry, that they knew" he said, handing me my phone.

"Oh, great. Thank you." 

"You're welcome."

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"This is the best meal of my entire life."

"It's just a breakfast burrito" Aaron chuckled before giving his a big bite.

"Best meal ever" I repeated. Ben had thought of everything, getting breakfast for those guests who had decided to stay. "Do you think he'll get mad if we get his sheets dirty?" 

"He'll probably burn all the sheets that have been used tonight" Aaron laughed.

"Do... Do you..." I mumbled, putting down my burrito. 

"Do I...?" he asked with a smile.

"Do you remember what happened last night?" 

"You don't?"

"I remember us dancing and calling..."

"Rúben."

"Yes." 

"I think he's gonna be a bit pissed."

"What?" I said, my voice coming out louder than I expected.

"We made out while we were dancing. Then we came here, we kept making out, ended up in our underwear, and then…”

“And then?” 

“Then I… I… God, this is so embarrassing.”

“What happened, Aaron? Tell me.”

“Well, I started touching you down there, and you basically moaned Rúben's name instead of mine.”

“Oh my God” I gasped. 

"You have gone so red" he laughed. "But it's ok, don't worry.”

“Really?”

“It is. It had never happened before, but there is a first time for everything” he shrugged. 

"I don't know what to say, I…” 

“You don't have to say anything. At least not to me.”

“What do you… Oh.”

“Yep.”

Rúben. The call. He was going to ask me about what had happened after. And since I can't lie because my face gives it all away…

“Urgh, I'm such an idiot!”

"Hey, don't" Aaron said, holding my hand. "Not crying under my watch."

"But I... I just ruined everything before it even started!"

"You don't know that."

"Oh, c'mon Aaron. If the girl you liked got drunk and did what we did with a guy she just met, wouldn’t you be mad at her? Wouldn’t you feel hurt and betrayed?"

"He may understand" he said after a few seconds of silence. "You said you were single, it isn't cheating."

"We had something going on, Aaron. And now it is gone."

"Oh, fuck!" he cursed, hitting the bed and making the food go everywhere. We could add Ben to the list of people angry with us. "This is all my fault. I shouldn't have brought you here, or told you to have a drink when you said you didn't drink, or..."

"It is my fault, Aaron. Not yours. I said yes to all of that, you didn't push me to do anything" I said between sobs.

"I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry" he said, moving closer and hugging me, my body shaking while I cried.

I had fucked up. And big time.

#ruben dias #ruben dias fanfic #ruben dias imagine #football fanfic #football imagine

[kiankiwi]

Dad!jacob going w/us to baby girls 1st doctor appointment </3 she has to get some shots and we tell jacob to hold to hold her because she’s such a daddy’s girl and is more relaxed with him. But time the doctor comes in with the shots jacob is literally about to cry because he can tell babygirl is in distress from being in a unknown room with a unknown person with a needle 😭

Jacob is in a bad anxious mood the whole day and we have to give him a peptalk once we get to the parking garage because we know baby girl is gonna pick up on what her daddy's feeling and not be as distracted and relaxed with him. "It'll take 5 minutes and then we can go get breakfast and go on a walk.... She'll be fine Jake, I promise."

And she starts crying when they have to undress her to weigh her because she's cold and THAT'S when jacob gets misty eyed first and we give him a side hug and rub his back and we're like "baby, it's no different than her distaste for bathtime, she's okay." And he reaches out to let her hold his finger and of course she's fine again because she can see her daddy.

But once they put us in a room to wait for the nurse, Jacob is up and pacing with baby girl cuddled into his chest and just softly talking to her because if he talks, he won't be as anxious and distracts himself.

Jacob is spinning in the spinny stool to not think about what's about to happen and that's when the nurse comes in holding the injections and all the fun stops and Jacob can barely look at the nurse and she's very friendly and goes slow because she knows the parents can get emotional. She expects it to be us and not the big buff dude in the corner that can hardly say hello to her without crying.

"I figured I'm about to make you guys cry, so I brought tissues..." She offers them to us but we immediately push them over to Jacob who grabs one and smooshes it into his fist to fidget with. "Okay, I'm about to get her really mad at me. Do either of you need to leave the room while I do this so you don't hear her cry?" We see Jacob eye the door and we block the door. "No, Jake, she's calmer with you. She'll be fine baby." The nurse nods. "She'll be upset at the initial poke but as soon as you pick her up, she'll be fine."

While the nurse is about to poke the bubba, Jacob looks like he's about to vomit and we come over and hold his hand tight and rub his back a bit and we give him a kiss and we're like "hey, you're making this SO much worse than it is. Relaaaaaaax"

Just like she said, babygirl shrieks but as soon Jacob bounces her a bit and turns her around in his hold so that she can snuggle back into his chest, she significantly calms down and while Jacob calms baby girl, we calm HIM and just let them both cry for a minute. And the nurse comes back and even gives JACOB a "feel better" sticker too because that experience was painful for him as well as bubba.

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@mooodyblue

I loved this blurb so much!

#kiwisblurbs #girl dad!jacob elordi #dad!jacob #dad!jacob elordi #kiwisdrabbles #kiwiswriting #dad!jacob au

[thesevenwondersofawitch]

The Brothers Sun ep8

Understandable that the Tea Leaf guy won't talk unless Big Sun is brought down

Aw, they're staying in a motel

Mama Sun is so done that Bruce couldn't get the name for dragon head right 😂

She makes her son drive at night because she gets lost😭

She bought 6 pasta strainers just because they were on sale

"You are not a crime boss. You're my mom." She can be both

I get where she's coming from, but it never sits right to be mad at the kid who didn't

NOOOOOOOOOO Charles nooooooooooooooo

Oh thank god, he shot above his brother's head

The mom's hand on Charles shoulder 😭 I bet she came running

I love that Bruce said that it's going to lead to decades of therapy (that his brother was sent to kill him by their father)😂

Charles don't hurt your brother! He has a point about killing your father

The fact that Bruce said he'd do anything to protect his brother 😭

The way the mom admitted that the chairleg incident was a test and she didn't push back against the father when he forced Charles to kill the first time😭

At least she's showing the remorse and guilt she feels for sacrificing

"Forget dad, you can be Charles -churro baker Sun"😭

The way that the mom has a charger for her son's phone😭

Oh, Charles just realized how he was betrayed

Xing telling the Wang bros that they need to shut up makes me hope she at least feels some guilt for betraying

The dad is such an asshole

Good for you Charles, telling your dad you want to stay. I'm proud of you❤️

The way I cheered when Charles shot those douche bags😂

Oh no, Xing is going to kill the mother and brother 😭

Well fuck indeed, Charles, fuck indeed

Alexis saying that they don't have shrimp chips😂

Him asking for a charger is not permission to track his phone

Alexis is far worse than Charles ever could be

Mama Sun wearing an oversized jersey is so cute

Yeah, Xing sucks and blood boots would never

The fact that the mom is immediately chastising Bruce for getting the wrong milk😂

FUCK YOU ALEXIS. FUCK YOU

Bruce is absolutely playing her😂 the improv classes work!

I love how Charles is just as shocked that the mom can fight 😂😂

Bruce planning to kill their dad😂

I mean, him being good at Laser Tag and also beating his actual assassin brother at a shooting video game is hilarious and actually makes sense

Bruce: "Neither of us are who our parents thought we were."

Charles"Yeah, but both our parents are crazy."

Bruce: "yeah."

Bruce, hugging Charles: "I don't think we've ever hugged before."

Charles: "Well, you're probably gonna die, so might as well get one last one before you go."😂

Bruce: "Right."

Bruce, handing his visitor badge to Alexis: "The Brothers Sun don't work with cops." HA!

Oh no, Bruce don't listen to that serpent of a father who's telling you to join him.

I love that Charles made sure to shoot his dad and missed the internal organs 😂 It definitely pays

The way that Bruce said he'd use his spit to make his taco dumplings 😂

I'm pretty sure that it was Bruce's plan all along to get his brother and mom to cook for him forever😂

FUCK YEAH! THE MAMA INJECTING THE DAD'S IV BAGS WITH INSULIN IS WICKED AND GENIUS AND I'M SO HAPPY FOR HER!

Awwwww she bought her son a bakery 😭🥺

Hopefully that other girl isn't

The way she brought gifts to her friends

I love that she wants her kids to have lives and be happy 🥺❤️

Good for Alexis that she got a tower of her snack

The pictures in the mom's room with both her boys🥺😭

I'm crying with Bruce and Mama Sun too😭 nothing bad better happen to her

Oh nooooo, Charles is leaving too😭 I mean I'm happy that he's gonna get some time with his mama and that she's finally getting what she wants

I love that June has dinner reservations already 😂 she's got her priorities straight

The fact that Bruce still struggles to drive his car is hilarious and relatable af😂

I really hope we get another season, just because this was so well written and I enjoyed this show so much. But it also ended on a great note.

Ooooooo I wonder who that guy with the sunglasses sounds like he's being sent after Tea guy

Also still curious about who the man was that Eileen had been dancing with in Taiwan

#TheSevenWondersOfAWitch watches #the brothers sun #Netflix the brothers sun #brothers sun #charles sun #bruce sun #mama sun #big sun #michelle yeoh #eileen sun #Alexis kong #june song #thesevenwondersofawitch

[bloodyknucklesforme]

Ribs | Gaz X Nina AU

This is a little sampling of the restaurant AU I've been drabbling in my docs for months now. Gaz and Nina are basically childhood friends and the same age so 26ish. Their dad's were in the military with Price, who now runs the restaurant they both work at. It's pretty much just smut and banter. Enjoy 💞

"Didn't think you were ever going to buzz me in," Kyle said walking into Nina's flat. He had a large brown paper bag in one hand and bottle of wine in the other.

"You brought me food." She shrugged, already grabbing plates and glasses. Her flat was small railway studio. The kitchen on the far wall, a small dining area followed by a couch the blocked off the living area which then backed into a foldable room divider that her bed sat behind. The singular bathroom was on the other wall. Kyle wasn't a huge fan of it, always felt cramped, except for the large windows on the one side that always let in light either from the sun or surrounding city.

"Is that all you want me for? Food?" He asked, purposefully pressing himself against her back as he placed the bag on the counter.

"You're good for other things, I guess."

"Like covering your shifts?"

"Definitely that." She elbowed him gently to move him out of the way as she unpacked the bag. "How was tonight?"

"Fine. It's a Tuesday," He shrugged as he opened up the wine bottle.

"Was Price pissed off?"

"Like he could be mad at you." He poured for both of them. "He might be upset I stole this bottle though."

"No one was going to drink this anyways." They clinked glasses and drank, eyeing each other over the edge of the glasses. They both finished, Nina first, winning at their unspoken competition. She handed him his plate. "You pick the movie?"

"I always pick the movie," He said.

"That's because you say my choices are garbage." She climbed over the back of the couch. Kyle walked around and sat down next to her, shoving the wine bottle between the cushions.

"That's because you only want to watch old James Bond films."

"They're good!"

"Not the ones you like." He wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his side. He took the remote in one hand and started flipping through all the options.

"How about this one?" He asked.

"Heard it was shite." She used her fork to pick up a bite of pasta from his plate and feed it to him.

"You're impossible," He shook his head.

"I have Die Another Day on blu-ray."

"No."

They eventually settled on a middling comedy that was ignored within twenty minutes.

Half a bottle of wine and Nina was straddling his lap, their empty plates sitting on the coffee table. His hands raking up and down her back as she grinded against him. She tasted like wine and black pepper. He broke the kiss to pull her shirt over her head. It was actually his shirt at one point. One for a band he'd stopped listening to years ago.

He cupped one of her breasts and rolled her nipple between his fingers before taking it in his mouth. He always liked how her body jumped when his tongue first made contact. Her nails found their way to the back of his neck.

"Kyllllllleeee," She moaned. He stopped and rested his chin on her sternum, just above her breasts. She let out a disapointed sigh. "You're an ass."

"You gonna tell me why you didn't come to work today?" He asked, giving his best puppy dog eyes.

"Just an off day," she shrugged.

Kyle rubbed her back. Twenty years of friendship and she still refused to admit she couldn't lie to him. She could lie through her teeth to Price or Kate but never him. He watched her lie her whole childhood.

"You avoiding Ghost?" He asked. It did annoy him how she refused to talk about the older man. They danced around each other in person and in conversation. They went from being at each other's throats, screaming about dishes being remade and speed of orders, to a timid softness. Nods and patience unnatural behaviors from either of them.

"I'm not avoiding Simon." She scoffed.

"Simon? You on a first name basis now?" He held her as she tried to get up, now concerned. "Hey, did something happen? Nina, if he did anything we can tell Price. I don't want you-"

"We slept together. Okay? That's all," She snapped, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Is that it?" Kyle arched an eyebrow, he was relieved to say the least. "You could have told me that."

"I felt bad."

"Why would you feel bad? We're not dating, Nina," he chuckled. "You can sleep with whoever you want."

"I know but it's kind of slutty to sleep with a co-worker."

"We're co-workers."

"Yeah but we slept together before that," she laughed.

"Don't tell Price but last week I hooked up with the Irish guy that works at Kors."

"The ginger?" She exclaimed, laying her hands on his chest and leaning in close. "He's hot."

"He is. Name is Declan but they all call him Conor."

"And you were giving me shit for being on a first name basis with Ghost." They laughed and he traced her spine up and down.

"Can I kiss you again?" He asked.

Nina leaned down and brought him back into a kiss.

"Hold on," He grunted, wrapping an arm around her waist and lifting them both up from the couch. She giggled into his neck.

"I want to be on top."

"You won't get tired?"

"I'm a big girl, Kyle."

He dropped her on the bed and started to strip. There was a comfort of familiarity. They didn't need to be self conscious or awkward. Nina was his best friend. He knew her inside and out, literally. He still liked to watch her shrug off her sweats and panties. He liked to run his hand over the curve of her ass before smacking back down playfully.

He dug through her nightstand for a condom.

"Let me," she said, taking it from him. He finished stripping as she opened it. She sat on the edge of the bed as he stood in front of her. His thumb resting on her bottom lip as she rolled the condom on. He moaned softly as she stroked him. He pushed his thumb into her mouth and she sucked on it, bobbing her head softly. One of her hands rested on his hip, fingers drumming, while the other continued to stroke him. She rubbed her thighs together.

"Greedy thing, getting wet just from this," he murmured, resting his other hand on the back of her head, letting his fingers tangle in her hair. He always came back to her because it was easy and simple. A comfort food, a comfort fuck. They didn't always fuck when he came over, it was just a bonus.

He sucked in a breath as took the tip of his cock into her mouth. Even through the latex her mouth was hot. She bobbed her head till she had him half way. A string of spit kept her connected as she pulled back.

"I'm sorry. I can't stand the taste," she said, making a face. He laughed and wiped her mouth off. He made a mental note to get tested so they go forgo the condom during foreplay next time.

"You ready?" He asked, pushing her hair behind her ears.

"Lay down," she patted his thigh.

He ruffled her hair as he climbed onto the bed, laying back on her large assortment of pillows. Her bed was always comfortable and smelled clean.

He spread out his legs a little and beckoned her over. She crawled over him, capturing his lips again. He reached a hand between her legs, spreading her open. She was slick. She whimpered into his mouth as he rubbed her clit with his thumb. He chuckled, she was headstrong and stubborn until he had his hands on her. He took his cock and rubbed it through her folds.

"Kyle!" she whined.

"Take what you want, love. You wanted to be on top."

She straightened up, a flush ran from her cheeks down to her stomach. He held her elbow steady as she lowered herself down on his cock. She threw her head back as she sank down. He breathed deeply as he watched his cock disappear inside of her.

"Oh fuck.." She groaned as he bottomed out. Her thighs were already shaking and she had a dazed look on her face.

"Giving up so soon?" He asked, rocking her hips for her.

"Leave me alone. I had two glasses of wine." She groaned, holding his shoulders for support.

"So did I," He grunted as he thrusted upwards. "So much for being a big girl."

He flipped them. She stretched out her arms and closed her eyes, humming contently.

"You're really making me do all your work today, aren't ya?" He growled against her neck.

"I'll make it up to you in the morning," She said, hooking a leg around his waist.

"Are you going to fall asleep again?" He asked, thrusting slowly.

"That was one time," she yawned. "I worked a clopen close that day."

"Just keep your eyes on me, yeah?" He pressed a kiss to her forehead as he picked up his speed. The headboard bounced against the room divider. He panted against her forehead as he found his rhythm, the kind that had her making a noise to punctuate every thrust. She would clench around him whenever he hit that sweet spot."I love this fucking pussy."

"Is that all you want me for? Pussy?" She teased.

"And your arse." He gave her a light smack on the side of her ass.

He felt his pleasure building up in his stomach and spreading through his back and legs, the muscles becoming taught. Her back was arching and her legs squirmed.

"Cum on my cock, Nina. I need you to cum on my cock," He sucked on her earlobe. She clung to him.

"Oh fuck...Kyle...fuck..."

"Good girl. Cumming for me," He groaned. She always sent him over the edge when she finished. His thrusted hard, grunting into her hair as he came.

They laid there, both panting and him growing soft inside her. She ran her fingers up and down his back, soothing the wounds her nails made. They would shower the next morning, he'd make coffee while she made eggs. It was the usual.

"So, how is The Ghost in bed?" He asked.

"I don't kiss and tell," She answered, rolling her eyes at him.

"That bad?"

She slapped his arm.

"I'm allowed to be curious," he laughed, rolling off of her. "My real question is if you think he'd be down for a threesome."

She gave him a look and rolled her eyes again.

"If not him, there is the new guy."

"New guy?"

"A Scot. I know you like the accent." He poked her shoulder. "You can meet him during clean up night this weekend."

"I'm not working clean up night this weekend."

"You are now. Kleo asked if someone could cover for her and you were nice enough to offer."

"Oh I hate you."

"Simon will be there too."

She groaned.

"You're evil."

"You love me."

"I do." She kissed his cheek and got up from the bed. "You need to clean up before you sleep in my bed."

"Yes, ma'am," He followed.

It was three in the morning by the time they had the lights off and his arms were around her again.

"I wasn't joking about the threesome," he whispered.

"Go to sleep."

Tagging the Gaz and Nina lovers 💕: @water-bearz @gogh-with-the-flow @queen-ilmaree @macravishedbymactavish

Idk If'll post anything else in this AU but if I do it'll probably be more smut.

#kyle gaz garrick #kyle gaz garrick x oc #Gaz x Nina #Nina #Gaz #gaz call of duty #call of duty mw2 #call of duty #Gaz x Nina: Childhood Friends AU

[the-offside-rule]

Trent Alexander - Arnold (Liverpool) - Dinner

Requested: wattpad by beloved

Prompts: 13) "Can you just pick something so we can go already!"

15) "Let's just pretend that didnt happen."

Warnings: none at all, at all

Y/n sat at the bottom of the bed as her boyfriend Trent stood deciding which jacket would look better. "See, I like this black one, but the navy is better for occasions like this." He explained. Occasions like this? He was talking about meeting Y/n's parents for the first time. He had met them before but that was before they started to go out, back when he was simply a friend. "We're just visiting the house, Trent." Y/n repeated for what felt like the hundredth time. "Gotcha." He turned back to the mirror. "So, too formal." She groaned and fell back onto the bed. "How did I take a shower, do my hair and makeup, find clothes and put them on and you still haven't decided on a jacket!" Y/n exclaimed. "It's a big thing! I'm your boyfriend now! And I only met your dad, didn't go near your mum for whatever reason." Trent replied, taking off the black jacket. "Can you just pick something so we can go?!" Trent took off the black jacket and threw on the navy blazer he was talking about. "I'll just wear the navy I suppose." Trent mumbled.

"Okay babe, but lose the shirt. That's a business shirt. Just wear the short sleeved one you were on about earlier." Trent threw his arms up. "Now you tell me." He mumbled to himself. "And don't forget to wear the scarf they sent!" Trent adored that scarf. God knows why but he loved the checked scarf Y/n's dad brought out while Trent was away at a match. "You just asked me to remind you." She smiled and kissed his cheek. "I'm gonna go down and make sure everything is locked up and then we'll go, okay?" Trent nodded. "Alright, see you in a minute."

Trent pulled into the pebbled driveway and parked. "Why am I actually nervous?" Trent muttered. "Because you're overthinking it." Y/n replied bluntly. "You're meant to be helping me here!" Y/n laughed. "When you spent a good hour picking a jacket, I don't think so." Trent groaned. "Listen, you'll be fine." Y/n rubbed his back and gave a reassuring smile. "You've already met Dad and he loves you. You just need to meet my mother. You'll be fine." For whatever reason it was, Trent had to hype himself up. Why? For confidence and for his girlfriend. "Hold on, let me get the bouquet from the boot." Trent took off his seat belt. "She's allergic to flowers." Y/n reminded him. "Oh right, I'll get the wine then-"

"She doesn't drink it."

"Does your dad?"

"Well, yes-"

"Then it's fine. Let's just pretend that didnt happen." With this new outlook, Trent became more confident. "What type of wine?" Y/n asked as Trent opened her car door. "Pinot Noir, 1990. Had to cough up 50 quid for it! It's mad that!" Trent said, waving the bottle around. "I'd love for you to drop it." Y/n joked, hopping out into the cold Liverpool air. "Don't even think that, you'll jinx me." Y/n laughed hysterically before they walked up together and rang the doorbell. Y/n linked arms eith her boyfriend as he held the wine in his hands and showed the checked scarf proudly around his neck. The door opened and there stood a woman, dressed quite nicely with a soft smile on her face. "Hi mam!" Y/n squealed, hugging her mother tightly. There were some words between the two before Y/n turned back to Trent. "Mam, this is Trent. My boyfriend." Y/n's mother's smile left and was replaced by a fake. Trent noticed, as did Y/n but neither said anything. He held his hand out and smiled. "Lovely to meet you Mrs. Y/l/n. I've heard a lot of great things about you."

"I heard some things about you too." She said,shaking his hand. The trio stood looking at eachother, unsure of what the next move was. "Can we come in or are we eating dinner outside?" Y/n joked, making the other two laugh. As the walked into the hall, Y/n's mother went to the kitchen, leaving the couple to themselves. "You saw you that too, didn't you?" Trent asked, taking his scarf off. "Yeah, she's never done that ever." Trent sighed. "Great start to the evening then."

Thankfully, Y/n's dad came to the rescue and held a conversation with Trent for the evening while Y/n conversed with her mother. "We're just gonna go outside for a bit, love. Back in a minute." Y/d/n name said, standing up to leave. "Coming, Trent?" Trent nodded and stood up, excusing himself from the table. Once they were outside, they closed the door behind them. "So, how's the night treating you?" Y/d/n asked. "Yeah, lovely evening. Thanks for having me." Trent was trying his best to be polite. "It's no bother at all, lad. You're great to have around." It grew quiet between the two as they simply stood in the cold. "She doesn't talk much." Trent suddenly said. "Who?" Y/n's father asked. "Your missus. She doesn't say a lot." Trent explained. A chuckle came from Y/d/n. "She's usually all chatter, but not tonight." Trent looked confused. "Why's that if you don't mind me asking?" He asked. "Well, she grew up in Manchester. She's a United fan." Y/d/n said. "No way." Trent was amused by this new information. "Yeah and the worst part, she somehow convinced me to move to Manchester with her before Y/n was born."

"I could never do that." Trent laughed. "I wouldn't have the patience for them." Y/d/n joined in the laugh. "You'd be surprised what you'd be able to do for the right woman. I sat saying I'd never associate myself with a United fan and here I am married to one." That got Trent thinking. How far would be go for his own girlfriend? Would he move to Manchester? No, but that's because Y/n wouldn't want to. Anywhere else, he would maybe consider it. "Why didn't she just move here? You're here now anyway."

"Well, she was in uni at the time. I was just working. I could've got a job anywhere but her dream course was in Manchester. God knows why it'd be there but I followed her anyway."

"I'm sure the in laws loved that." Trent chuckled. "Loved it." He replied sarcastically. "One time our apartment had a leak and the place flooded so we had to stay at her parent's house. By we I mean she did. I wasn't allowed. It was either just me missus and Y/n slept in the house or none of us did. Slept in our van outside the house. The next day she said we're moving to Liverpool, so we did." Trent caught glimpse of a reminiscent smile from the man beside him. "Good times?" Trent asked. "Not particularly but I had her at least. My mam didn't like her either but we made it work out."

"That's the secret to marriage, eh?"

"Just stick with her and there's nothing that can go wrong." The door opened behind them and out stood Y/n, a smile beaming from her face. "You two okay?" She asked. "I'm just heading in now but if you want, you two can stay out here for a bit." Y/d/n said, patting Trent on the back. "Okay, well be in, in a minute." Y/n smiled as her dad walked inside. "So, what were you talking about?" Y/n asked once they were alone. "Can't tell you. But I can tell you that you were born in Mamchester, not Liverpool." Y/n groaned. "Did you bring up hating Manchester again?" Trent laughed and shook his head. "No, he just brought it up."

"Our conversation got me thinking what I'd be willing to do for you." Y/n fded her arms and leaned on the door. "And what would you be willing to do?" Her features had softened. Trent stood in front of her and lifted her chin. "Well, we've got the rest of our lives to figure that out, don't we?" And with that, Trent placed a kiss onto her soft lips. "We better get back in to finish this dinner." Y/n beamed. "Come on then, we'll get going."

#liverpool #football blurbs #football imagines #trent alexander arnold #trent alexander arnold blurbs #trent alexander arnold imagines #trent alexander arnold oneshots #football #f1 oneshots #trent alexander arnold oneshot #trent alexander arnold x reader #trent alexander imagines #trent alexander x you #trent alexander arnold x you #taa blurb #taa x reader #taa imagine

[kennyomegasweave]

Playboyy Finale Reaction

I am just sitting in my bed staring off at my wall in utter silence.

Under the cut are my live thoughts during this finale and you can see me descend into insanity.

Oh poor Phop is in hella debt? Baby. 

FIRST, SOONG DOESN'T WANT TO BE YOUR SUGAR BABY. But also Soong. Baby. Just let yourself be a sugar baby. He's younger than you anyway. "I don't want to sit around and do nothing and still live an expensive life." Okay Soong that's admirable but like. Couldn't be me. 

Okay, if Nont and Prom think someone's gonna bust in the door, maybe don't stand in the doorway? Also. Yes Nont, finally get your dad involved. There's no need for your friends to be doing all this. Your dad is rich and connected.

"No one has issues with me like you do." Captain, my favorite boy, Puen isn't the one that's been an asshole here. I'm sorry though, are we gonna get Captain having some character growth in the last two episodes after being the absolute worst? Oh baby. 

TUTOR. SOONG. NO. First. Oh. He's really gonna fuck up his relationship over this huh. Goddammit First. Baby you can't just make appointments to beat up men sexually when you feel bad. That's not what we do love.

NUTH. My boy. NO.

Aww Nont is like this was not the fucking plan. Has a single plan of Nont's gone well? Because I don't think anything's gone like he wanted this entire show.  

Oh shit wait. Damn. Is Nuth gonna go down for Nant's murder now??? Holy shit. Can someone please go find Phop cause he is just sobbing alone in their shitty apartment.

Hey Keen! My love! Just sitting on the couch like you belong. Glad you're here to campaign for Nuth. That's my boy. My two boys.

I kinda feel like Nont should have brought Prom as backup for this scene. Cause everyone else has their man (except Porsche because Jump said he didn’t want to hang out with these losers I guess?) and he's just standing there like 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️.

Well. My dear sweet mentally unwell child is in prison. So. I mean. I guess that's that. FOR FIVE YEARS??? HE'S GONNA DO FIVE YEARS??? OH MY FUCKING GOD. 

Jump and Porsche are cute. But Nuth is gonna be in prison for five years and Phop is a baby in hella debt and I'm just like.

I mean, lick that dick Porsche, but what does that mean to me right now. When Nuth is IN PRISON for FIVE YEARS. 

....is Phop OD'ing??? What in the fuck is going on??? Like is he really fucking dying right now??? Alone??? In his fucking bathroom while his man is in prison??? 

Welp. I think the baby just fucking OD'd alone in his bathroom while his man is in prison so like. When I tell you. There's 13 minutes left in this show and I'm done. I AM DONE.

At this point I am so angry that I'm not even reacting. Like. This show really just wanted to hurt my fucking feelings and did. Unless they do some surprise twist? I'm sick. This is SICK.

What the fuck is that painting??? Am I supposed to recognize who that is??? Cause Zouey's art is shit and I don't. What the fuck is going on here. I've long since realized I'm too dumb for the plot so like I just need someone to tell me if Phop is alive cause I don't think he is. And I need to know. I NEED TO KNOW.

I'M STILL ABSOLUTELY FURIOUS ABOUT PHOP BUT THEY JUST BUSTED OUT SOME BONKERS ASS SHIT WITH FIVE MINUTES LEFT WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON. 

Umm okay so it just ended??? I'm guessing they cliffhangered it for a second season? But these shows RARELY ever get a second season??? Oh this was an entire waste of my fucking time. I'm not even mad. I'm actually laughing. lol

WAIT IS THIS WHOLE THING NUTH'S SCREENPLAY??? DID PHOP KILL NANT??? What the shit is happening here??? Again, I'm not even mad now. I'm in awe of this. lol

Well, that certainly happened. Alright then. I don't even know what to say at this point.

#Playboyy #Playboyy the series #spoilers #*Owen Wilson voice* wow #I feel like Ashton's about to pop out of my pantry cause I am surely being punk'd #and please note this isn't hate #this is just sheer bafflement lol #regular clyde