#//you can tell where i started getting super conversational here + when i stopped caring about if i stuck to 'stanwick' or 'pididly'

[norrisleclercf1]

Hi love ❤ could you maybe write something for the Mini lando Series,maybe where reader does Grocerie Shopping with Aiden and Lando stays at home with Caleb. And while they are shopping some man flirts with reader and Aiden is like THATS my mom and she only loves my daddy. And then he tells lando what happend when they are home. And lando is jelous but thinks its funny how People still trie to hit on reader even with Baby and ring on her finger.

A/N: pffffft love this, Aiden totally has his dads sass. Aiden is about 5 and Caleb is 2. This happens before you become pregnant with your 3rd child Daniel William Norris.

Warnings: Fluff and Angst, yep that's right it's not always going to be sunshine and roses, slight crude language and joke

Mini Lando Series Masterlist

"Just, call if you need anything okay?" You ask Lando, about to run to the grocery store he waves you off. "What? Think I can't take care of my own son?" It's a teasing comment but with a tiny bite.

Taking a deep breath you have to remind your self to remain calm to his comment. "Lando, you're a capable father, I'm just saying-" You stop pursing your lips. "Whatever, forget it. Aiden! Baby, come on we're leaving!" Aiden runs down the hall smiling.

He loved going to the store with you, Caleb was about 2 and now able to talk and run around so Aiden didn't get much peace. And at 5, he was already an old man with Lando's mouth to boot.

"I'm ready! Bye daddy." Lando crouches, kissing Aiden on the cheek. "Be good for you Mom or I won't be taking you karting. Understand?" Aiden has gotten into karting, nothing serious yet. But he was a natural talent and it started to worry you.

That's why there was so much tension between you and Lando recently. "Yes, sir. I'll be good for Mom." Running to the garage, leaving you and Lando alone. "We'll talk later." Is all Lando says, pressing a quick kiss to your cheek and off to check on Caleb.

""Sure." You mumble, wanting to shake off the fog in your brain. You wanted a good day with your son and fighting with your husband wasn't going to damper that. "Mama! Come on!" Aiden yells, hurrying you to the car.

Opening the door, you help him in, strapping him into the booster seat. "Is Daddy mad?" Fingers fumble slightly with the last buckle at his question you look up. "No, baby. We're just having an adult conversation. He's not mad at you, I promise." Aiden nods, his question quickly forgotten by him but not by you.

The drive is relatively nice as you park, going over the rules again with Aiden who just nods saying "yes mom". Running into the store he grabs one of the mini buggies, making sure to copy you. The two of you giggle and talk about his karting.

Not even noticing as a man approaches you until he grabs something off the top shelf for you. "Here you go gorgeous." The guy smiles, you give a tight lip one taking the box of pasta from him. "Thanks." Aiden staring at the guy, wondering what he was doing.

"You're welcome. Can't turn down a stunning woman like you now can I? What kind of person would I be?" He chuckles moving closer, but not enough to make you uncomfortable. "One who isn't my daddy." Aiden's voice has the guy looking down, you hiding a smile as you turn.

"Excuse me little guy?" The man shocked at the little kids quip. "It's not little guy, my name is Aiden. You're not my daddy, and the only one to call Mommy pretty is Daddy." Aiden standing firm, staring the guy down. "Oh, well I don't see your daddy." Winking at you, now you're stepping in but Aiden doesn't stop.

"Daddy is busy at home with my little brother. He also drives super fast cars, the orange one. Unless you drive one like Daddy and Uncle Carlos or Uncle Pear you can't call Mommy pretty." The guy steps back, rolling his eyes. "Whatever." And walks off leaving you in shock.

"Aiden Carlos." Your voice calm, Aiden looks down. He knew he shouldn't have done that. His mommy could handle herself but...daddy always told him to protect mommy when he wasn't there. "Are you going to tell Daddy?" He knew he did wrong, talking back to a stranger unaware of what he could do.

"No, you will." Sighing you head to check out. "Mommy?" Aiden's voice soft as you two drive back. "Yes?" Aiden sniffles kicking his little feet. "I was just doing what Daddy does for you." He whispers, eyes looking in the rearview mirror you catch Aiden's head down.

"What do you mean baby?" Confused by that. "Daddy always protects Mommy, and Uncle Carlos said since I'm the oldest I have to protect you and Caleb when Daddy isn't here. I'm sorry." Sniffling again, reaching back you squeeze his little leg.

"My little boy. You don't need to do that. When you're bigger and older, sure. But you're still my little baby, it's my job to protect you." Aiden smiles, nodding as you pull into the garage.

The garage door opens, showing Caleb being held by Lando who laughs as Lando blows raspberries on his stomach. "Mama!" Caleb giggles, Aiden jumping out and running inside.

"Something happen?" Lando asks, you nod. Lando just nods sucking in his cheeks placing Caleb down. "I'll go talk to him." Caleb carrying light bags of groceries inside happy to help.

Lando walks to his eldest son's room, poking his head in not seeing Aiden he goes to second best spot. "Bubs?" Lando calls pushing open his office door, Aiden staring at all the trophies, helmets, and pictures.

"I thought I told you to be good?" Lando sighs, crouching to be eye level with the boy sitting in the desk chair. "I was, but a stranger was calling Mommy names and I protected her just like you and Uncle Carlos always say to do." Aiden whines, for such a little boy he sure did have mature emotions.

Anger fuels Lando hearing this, he has to take a couple deep breaths before asking his next question. "What kind of names, bubs? It's okay you can tell me." Lando comforts him, Aiden's curls bouncing back to place from Lando's fingers.

"They kept calling Mommy pretty, and doing what you do." Lando blinks, the anger shaping into jealousy. A guy was hitting on you? With his ring on your finger and in front of his child? Okay, this could be worse.

Lando having to talk himself down. "Aiden, you have to let Mommy handle that until your bigger, understand?" Aiden nods, staring at a picture of you, Aiden, and him holding a trophy. "Can we still kart?" Lando smirks, ruffling his hair. "Yeah, go get dressed." Aiden running off.

Lando stands, taking in the pictures. First date, Wedding, His first WDC, your entire life together was here. Yet he was still feeling jealous? He hated it. Walking back, he sees Caleb watching bluey holding his stuffed koala given to him by Oscar.

"Y/n?" You poke your head around the corner, Lando walks into the kitchen kicking the standout the door swinging closed. "A guy hit on you?" Voice calm, but even you could hear the lace of anger.

"Yes, but it was handled, by our 5-year-old. Apparently, you and Carlos have put in his head he's allowed to do that." You hiss, angry at the fact that your son could've been put in harm's way. "Y/n, that's not the point here, a guy hit on you." His temper fizzles out quickly as he laughs.

"What is so damn funny? This isn't funny!" You snap, pushing his shoulder as Lando just laughs. "This fucker hit on you, while you wear my ring. My child was next to you, and I'm here acting like a jealous teenager." He laughs harder shaking his head at his own actions.

"I felt threatened when I'm the one who married you, the one who is the father of two gorgeous boys. And," He steps closer, wrapping an arm around your waist pulling you into his chest. "The one who gets to fill you every night." You slap a hand over his mouth, feeling the smirk on your palm.

"Are you crazy! The kids could hear." Anger slipping too as you roll your eyes. "M swommy." Words muffled you drop your hand. "What?" "I'm sorry. About our fight recently and now, this. Just, ever since we had Aiden; I've been worried about your safety and the kids. Now I understand what Fernando and the others felt over their kids and partners." Lando wraps you in a hug.

"Lando, I love you. But, if you ever tell our child to do that again. I'm slicing your balls." Lando snorts shaking his head. "You love my balls to much." You shove him away as he laughs loudly.

#f1 #formula 1 #f1 fandom #f1 x reader #f1 x y/n #f1 imagine #formula one #f1 scenario #lando norris #mini lando series #lando angst #lando imagine #lando x reader #lando norris angst #lando norris fluff #f1 angst #f1 fluff #lando norris imagine #lando norris x you #lando norris x reader #f1 fanfic #f1 x you #f1 x female reader #f1!dad #dad!lando

[headkiss]

hi!! I have an Eddie request!😊 basically something where the new girl (super shy and nervous cause AH I love it😂) at Hawkins is trying to find a seat at lunch, and decides to go up to Eddie at his table, and he treats her like a literal princess cause no girl has ever willingly wanted to sit with Hellfire

hi ty for the request!!! i hope u like it!!! | 0.6k fluff and shy!reader

Switching schools is scary. Especially during your senior year.

It’s even scarier when you have a hard time talking to new people in the first place. It makes friends hard to find, the adjustment lonely and nerve-wracking.

Lunch is by far the worst part. Every single friendship and clique in one room. Each table is dedicated to a group. Jocks, cheerleaders, or simply friends that so clearly belong together. There’s not one empty table for you to escape to.

You scan the room slowly, standing awkwardly with your tray in hand.

Already, your heart beats faster, your palms clammy. You glance around and the first empty seat you find is at a table with a group of boys in matching shirts. You shake your head and walk over, telling yourself over and over that it’ll be fine.

The closer you get, the less the noise of the room is one big mess. You can make out the voices coming from the table, the laughter.

You wind up standing a bit behind the head of the table, a head of black curls occupying the seat. You clear your throat to try and get his attention, but you aren’t loud enough over the rest of the room. You take a deep breath and shuffle over until you’re next to the chair.

Silence falls over the group, every pair of eyes lands on you. Shit.

Eddie’s stunned when he sees you standing next to his seat, shuffling on your feet, a nervous look on the prettiest face he’s ever seen. You’re new. He knows that because there’s absolutely no way he wouldn’t have noticed you before if you weren’t.

“Can we help you?” Mike says.

“Sorry, um, I was just wondering if I could sit here?” You fiddle with the fork sitting on your tray. “The other tables seem pretty full.”

“Uh-” Mike starts to reply but Eddie kicks him under the table.

“‘Course you can,” he says. He directs his attention to Mike and Dustin, “move down.”

“What?”

“Move down.”

They do, sending Eddie two annoyed looks as they do.

“There you go,” Eddie gestures for you to sit at the corner next to him.

“Thank you so much. You won’t even know I’m here, promise.”

Eddie finds that hard to believe. He’s known you for about a minute and already he can’t stop looking at you. Nobody ever comes near the Hellfire table, and here you are, all sweet and shy and something out of a dream.

“None of that. What’s your name?” He asks.

You tell him, and he repeats it, testing it out.

“That’s pretty. I’m Eddie, nice to meet you.”

Eddie.

Eddie’s a pretty boy. Like really, really pretty. From the curls framing his face and dangling over his forehead, to the softest brown eyes, to the rings adorning his fingers. As if you weren’t nervous enough already.

The rest of the table is caught up in a new conversation, but Eddie can’t bring himself to care. He’s sure you’re more interesting anyway.

“How you liking Hawkins?” He asks.

“Um, it’s okay.”

“It’s shit, you don’t have to lie.”

“No! It’s just, everyone seems to know each other already, you know?”

“Don’t worry about that. Most of ‘em suck anyway. Besides, you know me now, so that’s something.”

He doesn’t tell you that it’s actually cause for the entire school to tease him about finally having a girl pay attention to him or some shit. Like he said, they suck. You don’t.

“I guess that’s true.”

When lunch comes to a close and you start packing up, Eddie stops you before you get up with a gentle hand on your wrist.

“You can come sit here again tomorrow, if you want to.”

“Thank you, Eddie.”

After meeting him, you think maybe a new school won’t be so bad.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x shy!reader #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson one shot #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson blurbs #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson imagines #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fic #eddie munson requests #eddie munson request #eddie munson fluff #eddie x you #eddie x reader #eddie x y/n #stranger things eddie #eddie stranger things #stranger things #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fic #eddie blurbs

[joshsbimbo]

cute crush

headcannon

pairings: awkward! mike schmidt x babysitter!reader

warnings: awkward, bad writing (not proud of this), reader is kinda mean at the end sorry

a/n: i can’t tell if i hate this because of how awkward i made it or if it’s actually bad

anon’s request: Mike Schmidt has a huge crush on the babysitter (but is super awkward and avoidant about it so the reader is confused)

♡ let’s be real, he’s scared of commitment. the thought of him being attached to someone to the point that his happiness relies on them is terrifying!!

♡ when he hired you as a babysitter, he was desperate. your wage was barely minimum which was great for him! he did not care for your looks, just as long as you were a good fit for abby and that he could afford it.

♡ since you were coming by every night, you guys would chat about abby… which sometimes led to him burying his face in his hands and questioning why abby likes you more than him. but also to moments where you would talk about yourself, and him listening contently. he liked- no LOVED listening to you talk about yourself to him, he felt special. no one in his life just wanted to sit down and talk, sometimes abby but they didn’t share as many interests as you guys did.

♡ he hasn't had a proper crush in years, so when he starts to realize he likes you, he shoves it deep into the back of his mind. no no.. i can’t like you, you’re abby’s babysitter! he would avoid chatting with you, only when it was about abby. he would wave a goodbye or a hi in and out of the house.

♡ then he would give into his feelings, desperately wanting to talk to you, but the harm was done. you though maybe he just wanted to be professional, so thats why hes been avoiding you. but you really liked him!

♡ “hey.” it was practically a mumble, looking at you as you sit on the couch and watch tv.

♡ “oh, hey!”

♡ “i got you this, it reminded me of you.” he hands you a bracelet with beads of your favorite color(s).

♡ you smile, putting it on. “i would’ve gotten you something if i knew!”

♡ his cheeks flushed but he quickly looked away, “don’t worry about it… i… um.. im gonna head to bed.. you can stay if you like” before you can answer, he’s gone to his room.

♡ it stayed like that for awhile… small conversations before and after work and him leaving before it could get any further. you though you did something wrong, he’s never acted like this way before so why now? but he’s also abby’s big brother, so you really shouldn’t be worrying about it.. BUT- whatever…

♡ one day, you got fed up. it got so bad that you dreaded seeing him. as soon as you heard the door open, you sunk into the couch. the same stuttering, the same blushing, the same mike!!

♡ “h-hi..”

♡ “mike. what happened?”

♡ he bit his lip nervously, not quite understanding what they meant. “hm?”is all he could mumble, before biting his nails anxiously.

♡ “this! all of this.. we used to be besties but now you’re so distant and… and.. and weird. it’s so awkward, i can’t even look at you without you looking away immediately..”

♡ his breath hitched, looking down at the floor embarrassed. “i d-don’t know.” he fumbled with the hair on the back of his head, abby always said when he lies that he starts to play with his hair. they caught him multiple times in his lies, and this was one of them.

♡ “please- just tell me. it’s killing me coming here everyday, i always have to hold my breath whenever i talk to you.. its so fucking awkward.”

♡ “i..” you look at him in the eyes, waiting for him to spit it out. “i like you.” he picks at his nail as he waits for your response.

♡ you just laugh, “seriously? that’s it?” you can’t stop giggling.

♡ “w-what? “he looks up, confused.

♡ “i mean-” you gasp for air between laughs. “i just thought you were a freak, not that- hehe.. that you liked me!” tears prickle from the corners of your eyes, as you try to calm down.

♡ “a f-freak? wow..” a small smile creeps from his lips, baffled at your reaction.

♡ you soon calm down and you sit on the couch, “so.. i’m sorry for laughing but it was such a relief that you just have a cute crush on me..”

♡ “cute?!”

♡ “yes! cute!”

♡ “it’s not cute!”

♡ “mike, you were stuttering, blushing, couldn't even lo-”

♡ he covers your mouth with his hands to shush you, his cheeks bright red. “shut up!”

muah! thank u for reading <3

#mike schmidt #mike schmidt x reader #josh hutcherson #josh futturman #lamb writes

[pilfappreciator]

floyd with a bold and flirty husb male reader headcanons <333

Mans was literally tortured and almost died. LET HIM HAVE A HUBBY I SAY!!

Floyd x Reader: just an emo and his husband

Includes: Male! Reader, fluff, slight angst, depictions of marriage/domesticity, LOTS of down bad behavior (mostly on Reader's end), mentioned John Dory

💔 You guys are literally married, so chances are Floyd cares for you deeply. He's been to hell and back in the past few years so finally having someone in his life who so easily helps ease that pain by just... existing in his general area??

💔 But you're not some rabid fan who paid a fortune just to come meet him backstage so he could sign a poster. You're his HUSBAND. The two of you have HISTORY. Like he actually MARRIED your ass... there was a wedding and vows and EVERYTHING!!

💔 He's more grateful than you'll ever know <33

💔 With that being said, this man definitely gets flustered whenever you start putting the moves on him

💔 Not to say he doesn't know how to be suave and charming himself, don't get me wrong! He was in a super popular boy band back in the day, so obviously he's got SOME semblance of game going on (definitely feel like Bruce tried to teach his brothers how to bag hotties when they were younger ajshjakaak—)

💔 So yeah, he's obviously gonna react differently whenever you're the one giving him compliments lol

💔 If you're being more like? Playfully flirty?? Like as in you're coming over and leaning up against the wall beside him, giving him appreciative glances and flirting as if you've never met before???

💔 He's either gonna match your energy and reciprocate, or just sigh and roll his eyes

💔 "Hey sexy, come here often?" *bites lip*

"Please stop blocking the door to the bathroom 🙄"

💔 He'll act like he hates it he does not

💔 But he DOES hate if you smack his ass tho okay DO NOT DO IT!! He'll start having flashbacks from his Brozone days (cough cough John Dory cough cough)

💔 HOWEVER!!! If you're very genuine in your flirting? Like if you're constantly waxing poetic about how he's the most beautiful man to exist, or he catches you staring adoringly when he's trying to have a conversation with you, or he wakes up one morning to find you with the softest look in your eyes as you tell him how lucky you are to have him and how you could never be more grateful to have met????

💔 This man is turning the same shade of his hair VERY QUICKLY ALSDHLKAJDS (he might require medical attention ://)

💔 If you wanna fluster this man even more? Flirt with him in public

💔 NO CUZ LIKE?? He'll tolerate your bad pickup lines and cheesy romantic gestures in the comfort of your shared home no problem, but if you pull ANY of that shit where OTHER TROLLS CAN SEE????

💔 Screw Velvet and Veneer, call him pookie bear around any of his brothers and you're gonna be writing his obituary cuz this man WILL DIE

💔 But if you smack is ass at the farmers market you ARE getting divorced ://

💔 I feel like after the whole "being imprisoned in a diamond prison and regularly getting the life siphoned outta you for who knows how long" situation, Floyd becomes a little touch starved

💔 Maybe not in a strong sense (COUGH COUGH John Dory COUGH COUGH), but any sorta non-harmful touch definitely starts to hit different after you've been tortured for a period of time

💔 As his husband, you have a duty to hug/cuddle/caress this man as much as possible okay THAT IS NON-NEGOTIABLE!! Gently wrap your arms around him from behind as he's washing dishes, nuzzle his face when you're going to bed, rub your thumb against the back of his palm whenever you're holding hands, ANYTHING!!! He will melt <33

AHHHHH MY FAVORITE EMO!! THANK YOU FOR THE PROMPT ANON THIS WAS SO CUTEE!! Floyd literally DIED in the movie okay, he deserves a husband to do troll taxes with 🥺

#idk why i brought the ass-smacking thing up twice... #i just feel like itd be something he genuinly wouldnt enjoy?? #hed make you sleep on the couch i just know it asdhkaljsd #trolls #trolls band together #brozone #trolls floyd #trolls x reader #brozone x reader #x reader #headcanon #ask #trolls john dory

[lowkeyrobin]

can you pretty please try doing reader who is a certified yapper 🗣‼️ but also has moments where they just get tired of talking and are dead silent for like 20 minutes straight and then go straight back to yapping 😼 sorry if its super specific lmao but i do this all the time

also could i maybe be 🦋 anon??

hello!! welcome to the family 🦋 anon! and yes ofc :) sorry if I misunderstood, kinda autopiloted to mcyt so sorry if you meant this for another fandom LMAO ; struggled to think of new thoughts so sorry for small cast of people 💀🙏

MCYT ; certified yapper

includes ; tommyinnit, tubbo, ranboo, badlinu, quackity, & nihachu

warnings ; language

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

he does the same thing

will rant about anything and everything especially if you're talking about the same thing

but if it's out of the blue like "omg look at this tik tok drama blah blah blah" he just blinks before he's like "oh shit. here we go again"

then you just stop talking after a moment and gets weirdly uneasy with the silence

"can you talk more?"

"about what??"

he just shrugs "I like when you yap away, you're nice background noise"

you dramatically scoff "Okay, asshole"

you're silent for a while and just start revving up the engine again "Holy shit here's another thing, this girl-"

TUBBO

will proudly listen to you yap on about some stupid shit or about lore to a show/movie you're fixated on

he'll ask you questions and stuff

he's used to it dw

you'll go silent for a little while like you're processing new data and he'll just be like "Okay, I think we should do xyz and..."

then you'll like come back to life and start talking again

he secretly sets a timer each time you go quiet until you start ranting again and he'll put it on his stream 💀

"damn, 19 minutes this time"

"Huh? 19 minutes for what?"

RANBOO

nods along and actually listens

dude doesn't care, they're listening to you no matter what

whether it be about serious topics or some silly internet stuff you like, he'll always listen and make sure to note it down that way he can start a conversation with you about something you like or are passionate about

"yknow what I like about the nether?"

"what?" he smiles

"how pretty and diverse it is. yeah you can say the overworld is just as if not more diverse with biomes and stuff, but they could've just left it boring red netherrack everywhere you go and stuff, it adds so much more life-"

they love how passionate about things you can be

if for a very extended period of time, they'll check up on you like "you good?"

you just nod like "I'm tired of talking L"

BADLINU

nods along with you

he doesn't see it as yapping, he sees it as a genuine conversation no matter what you're talking about

adds some stuff in when you like pause to breathe

once you go quiet he can just sit in silence with you forever

this is basically his opportunity to talk to you about like tik tok drama lmao

if you don't know about it at all, all ears open and you're focused

your dynamic 🔛🔝

QUACKITY

you're both yappers let's be honest

constantly talking over each other and play fighting for the most attention out of other people 💀💀

"SHUT THE HELL UP I'M TALKING"

"I WAS TALKING FIRST, LET ME TELL THEM ABOUT MY NEW FAVORITE MOVIE"

then you just get tired of talking and wanna strip mine or something LMFAO

he always checks to make sure he didn't upset you after every time you go silent

it's just by reflex lmao

he does listen to you when you yap about a fixation don't worry

gift inspo goes crazy

NIHACHU

loves when you talk or yap about something you like or some drama you found

she's like your safe person to talk about everything to, she loves having that kind of title for you

"and then xyz"

"Oh my God, really??"

she'll whole ass put everything down just to listen to you talk about dumb shit I swear

she encourages it, like just speak your mind dude

also uses what you talk about as gift inspiration for anything, birthday, valentines day, anytime she wants to get you stuff

half the time you forget what you just said and she recaps you

"Oh, thank you! anyways-"

#lowkeyrobin #mcyt x reader #mcyt preferences #mcyt oneshot #tommyinnit x reader #ranboo x reader #quackity x reader #badlinu x reader #tubbo x reader #nihachu x reader #niki nihachu x reader #freddie badlinu x reader #🦋 anon

[aealzx]

“There, you’re all taken care of little one,” Leatherhead’s announcement came with him unhooking the small curtain that had been hiding Lil Mikey’s arm from them.

“Heeyyy, you did it. Good job,” Raphael complimented, breaking off their conversation and getting up from the stool he was sitting on.

“Oh…,” Lil Mikey blinked, having lost track of time and not realizing Leatherhead might be done soon. It really hadn’t been that bad. He knew Leatherhead was doing something with his arm, but just like they had promised he hadn’t felt any pain after the few needle pricks. And when he lifted his head to look the other direction he saw only thick, soft white bandaging neatly wound around his upper arm and shoulder. As Raphael and Leatherhead undid the two medical restraints on him, Lil Mikey tried to push himself up, but only managed to jerk his arm awkwardly. “Ahhhhh I can’t move properly-” he wheezed, not sure if he wanted to laugh or give in to his growing anxiety.

Raphael made the choice for him, giving a soft chuckle. “Yeah, it’ll be numb for a few hours still. We’ll get you a sling. C’mere,” he explained, letting Leatherhead take care of locating a sling small enough while he helped Lil Mikey sit up. His mirth faded significantly when Lil Mikey was upright, and Raphael gently lifted the numb arm to relocate it to rest on Lil Mikey’s own lap. Leatherhead had taken off the black sleeve, and now Raphael’s thumb brushed lightly over the cracked network of scars running up the limb. “...These are some pretty nasty scars you and your brother have…”

Shifting to get comfortable while he waited, Lil Mikey was mildly surprised when Raphael brought attention to the scarring both of the teens had. “Hm?.... Yeah, I guess,” he shrugged, and Raphael could instantly tell he was trying to make light of it.

“...Is it too much to ask how you got them?” Raphael’s question left him before he could fully consider if he should ask it or not. He’d already learned that none of these other dimension brothers had been part of Battle Nexus fights, so he wasn’t sure where they could have gotten something so serious. All Lil Mikey had talked about so far were the Hidden City adventures they had had, which honestly hadn’t sounded all that dangerous to Raphael.

Lil Mikey looked to the ground in silent consideration, mentally questioning how much detail he wanted to give, if any at all. Eventually he looked up again with a tiny smile. “The one’s on Donnie’s back, yeah?” he asked, absently rubbing his hand up and down his arm. When Raphael nodded, Lil Mikey sighed slightly. “It was Shredder. This mystic demon possessed armor with a bad attitude. He clawed through Donnie’s battle shell, and Leo wasn’t around to treat it, and we still had to keep fighting. So even though Raph and April and I got it to stop bleeding, it ended up getting super infected,” he explained sullenly, still having residual remorse over it. “He says it doesn’t really bother him anymore. They’re a couple years old. But sometimes he can get sore, and hogs the heat pads with Leo.”

Even though the full explanation was appreciated, the first three words of what had caused Donnie’s scars was enough for Raphael to understand. That was right. They had dealt with Shredder when they were teenagers too. And he had been brutal, almost killing them a few times. “...So you had to deal with the Shredder too? Is he still around?”

“Oh? You have a Shredder here too? That’s funny,” Lil Mikey forced a chuckle, and started kicking his legs to ward off the discomfort, mildly distracted as well by Leatherhead bringing the sling over to help him into. “Ours isn’t around anymore, thankfully. Gram gram helped us take care of him-”

The conversation halted when one of the cautionary notification alarms echoed through the lair, a yellow light flickering on after the sound. Yet where Raphael expected an announcement to be made for what had triggered their alarm, the protocol abruptly shut off before doing so, returning the lair to the usual quiet state. Furrowing his brows, Raphael wondered if it was a false alarm, but didn’t comment yet since a glance at Don showed a similar reaction of confusion.

“...What was that?” Lil Mikey asked nervously, form slightly drawn in.

“A general notification for something we should be cautious about,” Raphael answered easily. “Usually it’s for if someone has gotten close to the lair, but not within the critical area around it. Or if one of our utilities is malfunctioning. Or someone almost discovered our network. That kind of stuff. Just things that aren’t urgent, but that we should still know about. Normally we get an explanation for why it triggered though-”

He cut off as the same alarm rang once more, repeating the same sequence of starting, but cutting off before making any announcement. This time Don was up and moving. “Let me check the systems. I wonder if the dimensional warps corrupted some of our data, or otherwise damaged our security.”

As Raphael watched Don leave he noted Leo returning to the infirmary with Splinter following along with him, hand resting in Leo’s elbow as usual. But he was more concerned about their security system than anything else, so looked back to Lil Mikey. “I’m going to go with Don. Is it okay if you stay with Leo and Master Splinter?” It was probably nothing, just a bug like Don mentioned. But he had a bad feeling gnawing at his gut that he didn’t want to ignore.

“Oh-.... Oh…. Yeah… Okay,” Lil Mikey voiced, blinking in surprise before realizing he shouldn’t be. Of course there would be another Splinter here. Just like there was one of each of his brothers, April, Casey… Why wouldn’t his dad also have another version of him there?

Giving Lil Mikey a pat on the head, Raphael stood and hurried to catch up with Don.

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An hour into his search and Leon was smothering down the urge to frantically call out to his brothers vocally. He was in the area that the tracker said his brothers were, but having the wrong map made it unexpectedly difficult to figure out exactly where they were. For one thing it seemed the elevation for this New York was slightly different, for it was placing Leo as being several hundred meters above ground level despite him being on the street level. So having Donnie and Lil Mikey’s icons being below his own wasn’t helping. His search was supplemented by his portals, but he’d already startled quite a few people by popping into their home unexpectedly. Apartments, rooftops, alleyways, small shops, Leon was scouring them all within a nine kilometer radius around the location his tracker was telling him his brothers were, just in case the horizontal coordinates were slightly off as well. They had stopped moving, but he hadn’t seen anything out of the apparent ordinary in this city. Yet it was also hard to properly search while staying out of sight.

Moments away from yelling at the next human he saw to just go to bed so he could openly search the area, Leo froze as he realized there was an entire section he was missing. He’d been looking everywhere above ground, even popping into the sky in a few places just in case they were somewhere floating or something. 

But he hadn’t looked below ground yet.

With renewed motivation, Leon darted to the nearest manhole, teleporting inside and catching the ladder rungs. It had been a while since his own family had lived in the sewers instead of the subway, but it could have been a liable place to hide if needed. He wasn’t going to drop his guard just yet though. Remaining in the shadows and not staying in the same place for more than a few seconds, Leon flitted through the winding tunnels at a blinding pace, looking for anything that was different from what was this dimension’s usual. For the first part of his current search Leon only found what he would expect from the sewers of a large city. Filthy water, small rats, trash, rain debris, and loads of pipes. But about a kilometer from returning to the point where his location would overlap with Donnie’s and Lil Mikey’s his eye caught sight of something out of place.

Ducking quickly into the deeper shadows with a slight gasp, Leon took a moment to analyze what had caught his sight. Anyone else wouldn’t have noticed it, but he was more than used to looking out for hidden cameras in the sewers. Donnie had many of them, and all of the siblings periodically helped him maintain them. And there was definitely one there, barely looking the other way from where he was.

Someone was down here.

Pressing his lips together, Leon tried to ignore the anticipation rising as he continued his course, heading towards his brother’s location once more, but randomizing his path. If they had cameras, who knew what else they had. So instead of taking a direct path he kept teleporting to an adjacent one, zigzagging his course in an apparently haphazard course around the end goal.

And eventually he reached a room that was obviously inhabited.

A bed in one corner, posters of wrestling on the walls, weights, armor, books. It looked like someone’s bedroom. Leon may have been curious any other time, but all he cared about now was that his brothers weren’t there. He knew he was close though. The facts he knew as well as the feeling of Donnie being nearby. So he moved to the next room. And then the next. And the next. Sticking to the shadows and rafters, remaining out of sight. This place was huge, but by the fourth change of location Leon had found someone, causing him to freeze where he was in the ceiling pipes for a moment to stare. Below him was another humanoid turtle, but he didn’t recognize anything about them. They were big. Not as big as Raph, but still bigger than the rest of them. Their shell and skin were also barren of any patterns, other than what was probably scars. And yet they still had an orange bandana tied over their head and eyes.

For a brief moment Leon wondered if the tracker he had was locating some other turtle beings that weren't actually his brothers. Tracking some other, dimensionally distorted version of them. But then he remembered the tracker wasn’t based on DNA, but a connection to an actual piece of technology each of them had implanted in them. Seeing this other turtle being felt like someone was pulling a trick, which only added to Leon’s scrambled, stressed emotions. He was not going to let this lead be a dead end. He needed to find his brothers and bring them back to everyone else. He didn’t think he could handle them not being here.

And then the other turtle looked up, and deep blue eyes locked onto his own.

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hhhhhhh this one ended up really long, but I didn't want to split it up 'cause I wanted to get to Leon again, but still wanted to include that first part |DDD

also side note since I realized I've brought it up once again in this, and there was a comment about it in the last one: Donnie being prone to infections is a headcanon I got after reading an article about softshell turtle care that mentioned they had to be kept in a super clean environment because injuries and infections were common for them. And that just made sense to me with how protective the bros are of Donnie.

#my art #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #cross dimension kidnapping #rise + 2003 crossover #writing #long post #next post is gonna be fun BD

[hotluncheddie]

stop being a goblin and let me kiss you

part 3

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‘ok. ok! you just, you just gotta be cool munson. be casual. chill. just like, vibe, yeah? yeah. no more funny business.’ eddie holds his fists up to himself in the dinky bathroom mirror. a couple of jabs, a quick one two, that’ll clear his head.

clear his head enough to go out and deal with steve fucking harrington again and his stupid stupid face and neck and tongue and like pretty fucking ankle bones. fucker.

see eddies not blind, and he’s not that dumb, he knows he flirts with steve and he knows steve flirts back. he just. cant deal with it just yet. it’s like every time he’s around the guy he blacks out and resurfaces red faced and half hard. but the point at which his vision fades and all hell breaking loose seems to vary so completely that he can’t stop it happening.

their conversations will start normal, a jolly lark, a guffaw here, a story there but then bam! someone said or did something that shifted his functioning brain capacity from 60% on a good day to like -5% and that’s being generous.

he just can’t get his ratty little self to either 1) stop liking steve harrington in a gay, gay, homosexual way. or 2) accept that someone like steve harrington could possibly like aforementioned rat himself eddie munson and actually process his feeling into a reaction that’s more than; red, red, half a boner, sweaty palms, red.

so he took a second to hide in the bathroom. that’s fine, that’s kind even. self care, as robin likes to say when she paints her nails on top of steve’s head when he sits on the computer at work. he likes to make the chair super low because apparently it helps his posture and he need to keep an eye on his posture or else he’ll end up like his great uncle melvin, or something.

self care time is over however because robins knocking on the little bathroom door, hollering about needing to get home to practice for her english presentation tomorrow. so it’s time for eddie to put his big boy pants back on and get in steve’s car.

eddie full body shudders.

‘finish writing you sad boy poems on the stall walls in there? roses are red, violets are blue, i like big dumb jock boys but can’t seem to accept they like me too, even if my very cool very in the know friend robin tells me too. hm?’ robin slings an arm over his shoulder and steers him back to the table.

eddie sniffs, crossing his arms ‘that last bit doesn’t rhyme so, i will be ignoring all of it. F for u buckbey.’

‘not everything has to rhyme perfectly u know. it can still fit together just fine as it is.’ she tugs on one of his curls before slipping back into steve side, finishing off the last of his milkshake and hauling him out of the booth because she ‘has shit to do dingus.’

too smart for her own good that chick. eddie loves her. he’s also going to move away and never talk to her ever again, maybe steal her collection of berets too, become a hat guy, once he reinvents himself. yeah.

steve is putting a few bills on the table, slinging his jacket over his shoulder. ‘just fries tonight ed’s? that makes you kind of a cheap date don’t you think?’ tapping eddie under the chin before following robin to the door, smacking his palm on the frame above on the way out. because of course he does, the neanderthal. all broad shoulders and biceps and ass.

there a second where eddie thinks steve could smack him like that but then he feels his vision spotting. can a guy not catch a break around here? jesus!

the car ride is a blissful reprieve due to cyndi lauper coming on, which had steve and robin performing a duet. which then needed to be tweaked and discussed in detail ready for the next time that specific song came on the radio.

it was honestly nice to watch. eddie had walked to family video that day because his van keeps playing up after it’s stint hidden in the woods. poor girl just needs a day off once in a while so eddie walks and then listens to car duets from two very much none singers. but it nice. makes his heart all yucky and warm.

until robin is leaving. leaving him alone to be a big nerd with a future. leaving him alone to make a fool of himself again. his ego is big and he likes to keep it that way.

‘you coming up here then’ steve shifts slightly, looking as far as he can over his shoulder at eddie huddled behind the drivers seat. ‘no’ he squeaks because last time steve got all up in his face getting his tape box out of the glove compartment. rifling through it while it was on eddies lap. so close eddie could smell the apple from his shampoo and the cigarette they’d shared earlier.

self care.

‘ooh you want the full harington taxi service do you? i see, well then govna, where too is it?’ steve tips his invisible cap and has the most awful cockney accent eddies ever heard, and he did middle school theatre.

‘geeze, just take me home dude.’ eddie shoves through the gap between the seats, landing heavy in the passenger. crossing his arms and trying to hide his smile behind his hair.

‘there he is. out of the shadows.’ steve tucks some of his curls behind his ear. eddie sees the soft smile out of his peripheral. tries to swallow the cotton in his mouth. steve turn back to the road ‘let’s rock ‘n roll’ he revvs the engine, wiggling his eyebrows, before checking his blind spot and pulling away into a cushy 30mph.

eddie looks out the window and hides his grin in his palm.

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part 1 (eddie) part 2 (steve) part 4 (steve) part 5 (eddie) part 6 (steve) part 7 (eddie)

tags! ( ty for asking to be tagged wow so lovely can’t believe it hehe :3c ) (sry if i missed anyone or u didn’t want to be tagged just let me know!)

@bidisastersworld @sadcanadianwinter @mightbeasleep @butterflysandpeppermint @gregre369 @fandomz-brainrot @satan-is-obsessed @resident-gay-bitch @grtwdsmwhr @forsexyscience

#steddie #steve x eddie #my silly silly boys #cocky steve #eddie and robin are besties it’s tru its tru #<3 #hotlunch #my fic #stop being a goblin and let me kiss you

[mbakuetshurisprincess]

A Betting Woman

AN: Hey y’all! So I’m trynna do some palate cleansers while I work on BTB3 cause lord is that one just emotionally taxing to create lol. 80% of this fic is just Riri and Shuri talking about you and how they view you so there's that. This was heavily inspired by the wonderful work of @generallysapphic who is thee supreme when it comes to Shuriri postings. There's someone else who wrote a Shuriri fic but I can’t find them anymore. Just some cute shit to post fr. Set on a timeline where you went with Shuri to defeat Namor but Riri is a super genius. 

Summary: Normally these types of moral dilemmas don’t bother Riri but after meeting your girlfriend, the queen of Wakanda. Riri decides to pay you a visit to end things. 

Pairing: Shuri x Fem!Reader, Riri x Fem!Reader and the beginnings of Shuri x Riri.

Warnings: Cursing, mentions of D/S dynamic, kissing, i think thats it. 

Translation: Sthandwa - my love , Entle - Beautiful & Usana - baby. 

Word count: 2,864 

Suggested listening: WILSHIRE - Tyler, The Creator. 

“It's morals I really have, it's lines I could never cross But you got somethin' that make All them good intentions get lost I try to keep it together, never felt this way”

Riri knocked quickly on the door three times, rocking on her heels as she did it. 

“Busy right now!” Someone called from the other side of the door. The genius didn’t know if the voice was yours or not but she didn’t care.

‘Oh no, that bitch did not.’ Riri thought to herself. She brought her fist to the door and knocked harder this time. Everything was always on your schedule and Riri was going to be damned if her ending this fling was on your time too. She heard some rustling around and the bed creek before the door opened up enough to reveal a person on the other side. 

The person Riri was expecting to see behind your dorm door was you, it was your room after all. Instead, she was met by the exact person she was here to talk to you about, Shuri. The taller woman stood in your doorway leaning up against the post. She was wearing a black sports bra and a matching pair of black sweats with golden embroidery on the side. The sweatpants hung low on her waist and Riri could make out the band of Shuri’s boxers. ‘She’s a Calvin Klein girl huh,’ The thought came to the mechanic quicker than she could stop it and she mentally cursed herself for getting so off track. 

“Riri Williams, right?” Shuri tilted her head to the side, allowing the name to roll off her tongue. 

Riri’s eyes flashed over Shuri’s figure one more time before she finally pulled herself together. “Yeah that’s me,” She cleared her throat. “Is uh Y/N here?” Riri tried to look further into the room but Shuri blocked her movements with her body. 

This unintentionally gave the younger girl an opportunity to ogle at the Queen’s perfectly sculpted abs and steal a glance at her waistline again, so she wasn’t complaining. 

“No Y/N is busy right now, can it wait?” 

Snapping back into the conversation Riri finally got back to her original plan. “No it really can’t wait, I’ve been needed to talk to her about this.” 

Shuri pondered over Riri’s words for a few moments looking her up and down as she did. Riri wondered if she might melt under Shuri’s gaze. Something about the monarch was slowly starting to make her weak in the knees. She averted her eyes back down to the floor, once again sneaking glances at Shuri’s body as she did. 

“Well I’m sure whatever you wanted to tell her, you can tell me and I’ll relay the message,” Shuri suggested. She had noticed the way Riri was staring at her and decided to play into it. “Is it normal for American girls to make it this obvious when they’re checking someone out, or is it just you?”

Riri snapped her head back up to meet Shuri’s eyes, “What!? I wasn’t- Why would you say that? No, I wasn’t! '' Riri slowly started panicking.

Had she really been that blatant in her staring that the queen would notice? And this was totally not what she came here for or what she had rehearsed saying. 

Shuri relished seeing Riri’s cheeks flush with a dark red blush as she tried to regain herself. “Ah. No matter.” Shuri said with a smile. “What is it that you wanted to tell Y/N?” 

‘No fucking way.’ Riri thought to herself. ‘No fucking way did I just get bested at my own game! Bitch had me stuttering over MY words when I came here to end shit with HER girlfriend. I can’t go out like that.’ 

Riri opened her mouth to speak, after brainstorming something logical like ‘No I need to talk to her in person.’ or ‘I literally have her location and know she’s here right now. I need to speak with her.’ All of those would have been rational things to say but instead what came out of Riri’s mouth was fueled by nothing but good old-fashioned Chicago pride. 

“I’m fucking your girlfriend.” She blurted out.

Shuri tilted her head to the side and chuckled lightly before turning around and closing the door behind her. Riri was left standing in the dormitory hallway staring at the now-closed door. What the fuck was she thinking?? Telling the Queen of arguably the most powerful nation in the world that you were not just seeing her girlfriend, but FUCKING her? Surely that was enough to get her killed and probably in a way no one would know. She would just slowly fade out of the popular consciousness until no one remembered her name; all over some pussy. Great pussy at that, but still. She was roused from her thoughts by the door opening and Shuri standing on the other side once again. 

“I know you’re ‘fucking my girlfriend.’” She said the last part in air quotations with a chuckle. “Are you going to come in so we can finally discuss this or just stand outside confused?” 

The question caught Riri off guard and she stood there staring at Shuri, unsure of what her next move should be. She hadn’t planned for this at all. She had expected to come to your dorm room today and completely end things with you. Normally she didn’t have an issue with sleeping with people who were cheating on their partners. That was someone else’s moral dilemma not hers. But after interacting with Shuri today while she was a guest speaker at a lab on campus, the guilt started eating her alive. 

Eventually, Shuri got bored of waiting and grabbed Riri’s shoulder pulling the small girl into the dorm room and shutting the door behind her. 

“Come in and sit down.” Shuri walked back over to the bed and hopped onto it. When Riri didn’t move it prompted Shuri to speak again. “Do not act like you do not know her room entle, make yourself at home.” 

Riri wanted to ask what entle meant but decided that was the least of her problems right now. She made her way over to the bean bag in the opposite corner of the room and sunk down into it. She could hear the sound of the shower running in the bathroom connected to your dorm and assumed that's where you were since your location had pinged as here, yet you weren't in the room currently. 

“She shouldn’t take too long,” Shuri said noticing where Riri’s line of sight was going. “We can wait till she gets here or you can ask whatever you’d like to ask now.” 

The younger girl shifted in her seat and contemplated what Shuri had proposed. “I’ll wait for Y/N to get out of the shower.” 

Shuri nodded and picked back up the book that was lying on the bed. Riri watched Shuri intently as she read. How was she being so cool right now? Sitting in the same room as your girlfriend's lover would typically draw a stronger reaction out of the average person but the royal seemed to be in a very relaxed state. 

‘Duh’ Riri thought to herself, it’s because Shuri already knew. She had told Riri already so her presence couldn't have been that much of a surprise to her. This thought in turn only raised more questions for Riri. 

‘How long had she known?’

‘Was she upset with Y/N?’ 

And most importantly,

‘How much did she really know?’ 

Shuri looked up from her book and caught Riri staring at her once again, which must be a theme for the night. Riri cleared her throat and spoke. “I change my mind, I’d like to ask my questions and you answer them.” She paused, “Right now.” 

Shuri chuckled at the girl's forwardness. “Y/N did say you didn’t have much patience, I see she wasn’t lying about that… Among other things,” 

Riri swore when Shuri said it she caught Shuri looking her up and down. Shuri didn’t even give her enough time to react before continuing. “But go ahead, I’ll do my best to answer them.” 

“How long have you known about us?” 

“Since the beginning,” Shuri replied simply. 

“And you’re not mad?” Riri questioned, sitting up in the bean bag chair.

“Why would I be?” Shuri questioned back with a genuine look of confusion on her face. 

Shuri’s look of confusion was replicated on Riri after hearing her answer and seeing the woman's face. “Uhh, because while you’re in Wakanda saving the world and shit, I’m here with two fingers buried deep in your girl!” 

“Just two? Normally she likes three but whatever works for you guys really.” Shuri’s sarcasm left Riri’s mouth agape and which only fueled Shuri’s laughter. Once she had pulled herself together Shuri apologized and said she would actually answer Riri’s question, earning a huff of agitation from her. 

“You already answered your question in your question, entle.” Once again Shuri spoke coolly and used that entle word that Riri couldn’t understand. 

“What the hell does that even mean!” Riri sucked her teeth as she spoke. “No more weird shit, no more nicknames in other languages, just explain this shit to me 'cause it’s not making any sense.” 

Shuri nodded, understanding that Riri did deserve the full story. She wanted to wait for you to come out of the shower but the combination of not knowing exactly how much longer you were going to take and her sensing Riri’s agitation; she was compelled to speak. 

“What I mean by that is you gave yourself the answer already. Y/N is here for school for most of the year and I’m kept busy looking after Wakanda. My love has needs that unfortunately due to the distance most of the time I cannot fill. She’s permitted to fulfill these needs in any way she chooses, as am I.”

Riri looked dumbfounded once again as she digested Shuri’s words. “So you’ve known this whole time?” 

“Mhm.”

“About everything?” 

“Pretty much yeah.” Shuri tapped her fingers on her stomach where they lay interlaced. 

“Even the sex?” Riri probed. There was no way Shuri was just so chill about this. 

Shuri was humored, sensing that Riri was hoping to incite an angry response. “Yes, even the sex. Of which I only heard good things about so I must give you credit Ms.Williams, you kept my girl satisfied.” 

The blush returned to Riri’s face and she felt her lips creep into a smile upon hearing Shuri’s praise. Her cocky side came out and she decided to get smart. “You weren't worried I was gonna take her from you?”

“Oh, not for one second. Y/N’s collared, she’s not going anywhere anytime soon.” Shuri replied confidently. Seeing Riri’s confusion she moved her hand down to the necklace resting on her chest; holding it up before letting it fall back down. “Never noticed her necklace? I know she doesn't take it off.” 

Riri’s mind flashed images of you and to Shuri’s credit in all of the scenes, a golden necklace with a small claw was hanging from your neck. Even in the ones where Riri’s head was buried between your thighs and your head was thrown back as you cam-

‘Focus Riri!’ She thought to herself. 

“So she’s your submissive?” Riri clarified.

“Wow, you are pretty smart. Maybe you do live up to that genius title after all.” Shuri quipped with a smirk. “But yes, Bast has gifted me with an amazing girlfriend and sub.”  

Riri desperately wanted to make a smart remark back at the royal but she stifled it in favor of getting more information about your dynamic Shuri. What she had learned thus far intrigued and turned her on. “And she listens to you, a hundred percent of the time?” 

“A hundred and fifty percent of the time.” Shuri corrected her. “Does she not do the same for you?”

“Hell fuckin no she does not!” Riri exclaimed. “There is not a bone in that girl's body that knows how to listen, everything with her is a fight.” 

“My Y/N? Never. She knows better than to even make me repeat myself.” Shuri was baffled at what Riri had said but also intrigued at the idea of seeing a more bratty side of you.

“I don’t believe it, she’s not physically capable of listening.” Riri tapped the side of her head to mimic how hard-headed you acted with her. 

The sound of the shower turning off, signifying your arrival soon gave Shuri an idea. “Do you want me to show you just how well she listens?” 

A smirk slipped onto Riri’s face as she picked up on Shuri’s idea. “Yeah I do, show me how well your girl listens.” 

Shuri let out a puff of air along with her laugh and nodded. You stepped out of the bathroom looking down at something on your towel. 

Let the show begin.

Your bathroom door was on the wall that ran parallel to where your bed was, so when you looked up you were first met with Shuri. “Whew! I needed that baby, I don’t think I was conscious for the first ten minutes of that shower.” You beamed as you made your way over to the bed, still unaware of Riri’s presence in the room. 

“Of course sthandwa. And more to come tonight, you know that. We wouldn’t want to be rude to our guests before that though. Why don’t you go say hello to our friend.” Shuri nodded past you and to the corner. 

You spun around confused at what “friend” Shuri was referring to and immediately alarm bells began ringing in your head. There sat Riri, looking calm as ever manspreading on your bean bag chair. 

“What’s up ma.” She said with a smirk. 

“Oh fuck no.” You murmured under your breath. Never in your life did you expect to mix your worlds like this. Sure both women had known about the other but never in a million years had you imagined them to be in the same room together. You instantly started moving towards the bathroom door, hoping to lock yourself in and formulate a plan without being under either woman's gaze. 

Of course, Shuri calling out a strong “Stop.” ended all hopes of that as a means of escape. “Go give Riri a kiss, I’ve taught you better manners than that.” 

You looked back at your girlfriend as if she had lost her mind. Yes, you had told her every detail about your relationship with Riri and described the sex in explicit detail. But to kiss her in front of Shuri? Something about that felt so wrong it was right. 

“You know I won’t repeat myself without punishment, usana. Go.” Shuri gestured over to Riri who was taking the whole scene in. She watched as you shifted your weight between your feet, debating if you would listen to Shuri. If Riri was a betting woman, she would have bet her entire life savings at that moment that you wouldn’t listen. 

Good thing Riri didn’t like to bet. 

You walked over to Riri and gave her a small smile, slightly embarrassed knowing that Riri just watched you fold to Shuri. “Hi.” 

“So you do know how to listen the first time?” Riri concluded, the smirk still on her face. 

“Only when the right person asks me.” You maintained, crossing your arms across your chest to keep the towel from falling. Shuri heard your response and let out a light laugh and a “Be nice my love.” 

“You heard what your girlfriend said though ma, gimme me a kiss.” Riri sat up in the beanbag chair awaiting you to make the move. 

You looked back at Shuri one more time, kissing other girls had never been an issue for you before but for some reason doing it in front of her felt different. Secretly it turned you on to know that your girlfriend not only ordered but encouraged you to kiss Riri. 

Fuck it. 

You bent down and Riri pulled your face to hers so that your lips met. As soon as they touched Riri hungrily devoured them savoring the taste of you. By now you knew her style and you opened your mouth slightly so her tongue could come in and meet yours. Shuri watched from the bed as you two made out, turned on by the hunger you both displayed. She could tell the two of you were getting into it, Riri especially as she brought her other hand up to cup your cheek.

Deciding this was the perfect opportunity to prove her point Shuri ordered. “Step back Y/N.” 

Once again if Riri could bet she would have bet her life on the fact that you wouldn’t pull away. You loved kissing and she could tell that you were especially enjoying this little makeout session by the way your chest was heaving up and down. 

And once again it was a good thing Riri didn’t bet often. 

You unlatched your lips from Riri’s and stood back up, taking a few steps back in the process. Riri’s eyes flashed between yours and Shuri’s unable to believe what had just happened. 

“Told you she could listen.”

#shuriri x reader #shuri x reader #shuri udaku x reader #riri williams x reader #riri x reader #shuri x y/n #shu #shuri udaku #shuri imagine #shuri black panther #shuri fanfiction #shuri x you #riri williams #riri williams imagine #black panther #black panther fanfiction #black panther imagine #black panther fic #black panther fandom #jc writes

[desceros]

Please spare us some more papatello headcannons 🥹🥹🥹 (I bet Donnie is the type to show off his baby mommy)

yessss an excuse to think about papatello tysm anon-chan!!!!

as per usual this got long so i'm sticking it under a cut bc i am OUT. OF. CONTROL.

thinkin about the first day of school. you'd insisted that lavi attends bc it's good for her socialization ("why would she need to talk to other people? i never went to school!" "yeah, hon, and look how you turned out." "perfectly capable of normal conversation!!" "...you asked me to marry you via text." "well sue me for wanting to be sure i got it right when just the thought of it made me flustered!" <- then you're both embarrassed), but donnie's not too thrilled. the whole morning he's sulking, pouting behind your shoulder as you take all the cute photos of her first outfit, writing a 5k word essay to put in her lunchbox saying how much he loves her ("don. donnie. love of my life. she's four. she can barely read go dogs go." "best she practice, then."). it's actually the worst... up until you come up behind him, wrapping your arms around his neck and reminding him that hey. hey. the four year old isn't here. wink. wink wink. (...donnie very quickly begins to espouse the value of a formal education.)

hm. executive decision that lavi has a sweet tooth. she's particularly fond of fruits, and she likes to come up to donnie while he's working and hand him an orange so he can peel it for her. without fail, he stops what he's doing and helps, taking one slice and calling it a 'papa tax'. then, one day, she comes to you and asks if you'll show her how to peel it. you're thinking hm. showing some independence, that's probably a good thing, so you do. only to have to bite your fist when you watch as she goes into the lab and crawls into donnie's lap, peeling an orange, and then handing him half. (he ugly cries a lot that night when he tells you about it.)

once mikey's hair starts coming in, i suspect she'd like playing with it. she'd rope him into having spa nights where the three of you do all kinds of self-care stuff like facials, hair masks, that kind of thing. donnie plays it up like he's super jealous, but you see the way he burrows his face into lavi's hair for their nighttime hug and smiles when it's nice and soft, and then when he comes to you and threads his fingers through your hair, murmuring a compliment at its texture into your nape.

during your pregnancy, he's a nervous wreck. the whole pregnant with a turtle mutant situation is already a lot on his nerves, but then on top of that, you don't call out of work. ("i'm pregnant, don. pregnant people work all the time. it's normal." "i'd argue that being pregnant with a turtle mutant is quite far out of the bounds of normal.") i think... the first real, actually nasty fight you ever have with him might be then. maybe the only one, but it'd be explosive. him concerned that you'll be somewhere, pregnant with what some would call a monster, having been bred by a monster, and if something happens, he'll be in his lab working, helpless, away. you don't take kindly at all to him calling your child (nor himself) a monster, even out of the mouths of hypothetical strawmen, and that plus the way he's catastrophizing every little thing strains your relationship to its snapping point. i think maybe for a solid month or so, it's. it's a real test of how much you love him, and how much he trusts you.

i dunno if i've already WOG'd this but if i did, i'm changing it and this is the official WOG statement that lavi's first word is 'papa' and donnie is FOREVER smug about it (even though, joke's on him, you find it absolutely adorable and are zero percent mad about it)

oh. lavi loves pineapple on pizza. the first time she tries it and it becomes her favorite, you laugh at donnie's face for like, ten years. sometimes you'll just be in the bathroom, brushing your teeth to get ready for bed, and he'll hear you start giggling where he's lying down reading and waiting for you to come in, and he just. grits his teeth bc he knows what's got you going.

there's a baby shark-esque song in universe that has a turtle instead of a shark on one episode of mrs. cuddles, and lavi fucking loves it. it's the worst ear worm in the entire world, and the entire lair quickly lays a ban on ever reminding her it exists. this is ultimately a failure, partially bc she is her father's child and thus the most stubborn creature ever to exist, but also bc leo actually enjoys it and ends up humming it under his breath while he's walking around. raph gets a little twitchy whenever he hears it, but he's the second-most vulnerable to lavi's charms (the first, of course, being donnie) so whenever she asks, on it goes, with him stiff as a board as she sits on his shell and claps her hands in delight.

#ask tag #papatello #fragment tag #ive been thinkin about what her ninpo and stuff would be but i'm still chewing on that so. to be continued #tmnt #rise #donatello/reader

[thehusbandoden]

Can you do todoroki x f!reader when reader is self conscious

Sorry this was so short + took so long!! I hope these are what you wanted, and if not then don't be afraid to reach out to me! Have a good day love, and stay safe out there! <33

Todoroki Shoto x F!Self conscious! Reader

General info:

Genre: fluff/comfort (seems to be all I've been writing recently 😅) \\ wc: 600 \\ female reader

It is going to take a lot of time and patience to teach Shoto that you're not joking when you tell him you're self concious.

He just cannot understand that such a perfect, and gorgeous angel like yourself can feel that way.

After multiple conversations with you, Midoriya, his mom, Fuyumi, and Ururaka, he finally understood and knew how to help you.

He comforted, validated, reasured, complimented, and held you whenever you needed him to.

No matter where or when, if you told him that you needed him, he's running to get to you.

Very very sweet, and won't interupt your rambles, even if some of the things you thought were absoulutely not true, or made him tear up.

Will not tollerate any teasing or bullying towards you.

He's quiet but deadly. He'll start with sending cold glares, and when the idiot still doesn't take the hint he'll lower the tempature, still glaring at the person as he slightly steps in front of you. If they push him too far he will growl at them- and it is terrifying. The farthest he's gotten is freezing some idiotic third year in his spot before pulling you away for some cold soba.

Very protective over you- if you can't tell ^^

Daily compliments, especially targetting your insecurties/the things you're most concious about.

If you ever need space away from him he'll give it to you, but if it's any longer than three days he's going to come into your dorm room and figure out what's wrong.

Always sending you gifts with adorable hand written love letters, poems, and sometimes a long list of everything he loves about you.

If he ever accidently hurts your feelings he'll feel terrible :(

Will not stop apologizing weeks after you've forgiven him.

Puts special effort into calling you by a few of his favorite petnames: beautiful, gorgeous, pretty, and princess.

Reminds you daily how much he loves you + how gorgeous you are.

He'll spend hours telling you how much he loves and appreciates you, and will go over every single thing.

If you don't want to go somewhere, do something, talk to someone, or even see someone- he'll make it happen.

On mental health days when you just really need to take a break he'll call Aizawa to explain why he's not in class- and he actually understands; and lets it happen as long as you two aren't abusing it.

When/if you feel like doing absolutely nothing, he'll take care of you. He'll cook, clean, feed, and comfort you until you feel better.

After spoon feeding you yes, he spoon feeds you he'll pull you into his side/chest and smother you in soft, loving kisses.

If you want to hear his voice he'll softly tell you a story, talk about how much he loves you, or tell you about his day.

If you want silence, he's good with that too.

In general, he is super loving and supportive, caring and supporting you every single step you take.

He's always there when you need him, and he refuses to let someone talk bad about you, let alone let you listen to them.

He loves you a whole lot, and he honestly thinks that you are litteraly the best person in this universe.

He loves you to no end, and he refuses to ever give you up.

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[thedgeofreality]

can i request a fic where reader ann margaret is rude to reader and reader is like what did you say and just starts to beat up(or argue) elvis and memphis mafia are just in shock , elvis gets turned on and it turns into a super smutty steamy sex?

she walks over me

warnings: 18+, rude Ann, beating her up, smut, p in v, filth, choking, typical elvis stuff

pairing: reader x '64 viva las vegas elvis

wc: 1.9K

Elvis was throwing a small party for wrapping up the filming of 'Viva Las Vegas'. He invited the Memphis mafia and a few cast members which included Ann Margaret. You weren't too happy about her being there. You had been dating Elvis for a few years and everything was going so well until she came along. Whilst filming the movie Ann teased and flirted with Elvis multiple times and the worst part for you was Elvis doing it right back. Even when you were on set a few times, they continued to flirt. You tried bringing it up, but Elvis brushed it off as it was 'just a part of getting into the role'. So obviously you hadn't been very fond of Elvis either lately. And you made sure to make it obvious to him. You had been very distant to him.

You talked to him before the party and explained exactly how you felt about what had been going on. Yet this time he understood and listened. He even promised to keep you near him the entire time to show he wanted nothing to do with Ann.

So here you were sitting across the room from Ann, sitting on Elvis his thigh. His arm wrapped around your waist to keep you as close as possible. He was being extra affectionate and kissed you multiple times. Every now and then Ann would give you a judging glare. She had a tendency of being mean to you, but you couldn't care less.

You listened to Elvis and listened to his friends talk, ignoring and avoiding her as much as possible. Until they started talking about the cute moments Ann and Elvis had on set. You felt like a ghost at that moment. Could they not see you sitting right there? Elvis moved his hand up and down your waist in a comforting way.

You looked at Ann and she had a stupid smug expression. She kept going on and on about Elvis and it was starting to piss you off. Anger poured through you and you knew you had to leave the room or else things wouldn't go too well. So you stood up and walked into the kitchen just to calm your mind for a second. You stood there and drank some water and calmly made your way back into the room.

As you got closer you heard Ann talking to Elvis about you. Elvis didn't sound very interested in the conversation and kept telling Ann to stop talking about you. Ann of course didn't. You didn't understand how someone could be so hostile.

You entered the room again and just as you did, you heard Ann say something rude about you. According to her, you weren't a good lover and didn't understand Elvis. Hearing her say that made you go insane.

Elvis looked up at you and noticed the look on your face. "Baby.." He started but you ignored him. You walked over to her breathless with anger. You stood in front of her staring her down. "What did you say." You asked her, feeling rage taking you over. "I said you're not a good lover." She replied smirking at how riled up you were because of her. You felt humiliated by her.

Right there something snapped in you and anger ran through you like lava. Before you knew it you were beating her up. A silence fell over the room, everyone giving you horrified looks. They panicked and didn't know what to do. You heard your boyfriend say something, but you couldn't understand. Your ears were ringing and everything sounded like it came through a haze.

You continued your attack on her and all of a sudden you were pulled away. Elvis his big arms wrapped around you and pulled you off of her. You were afraid to look at him, you felt he was going to be upset and disappointed. You stared at the boys in front of you. They were kneeling in front of Ann and making sure she was alright. You caught a glimpse of Ann her face and you smiled when you noticed she had a bloody nose, her white dress now blood-stained.

Elvis carried you out of the room and went upstairs. Once he walked into the bedroom he set you down on the bed and stood in front of you. You sat there looking up at him, feeling a little afraid of what was about to come. You looked into his eyes. His eyes were looking down at you dull with disappointment. He shook his head before finally speaking.

"What is wrong with you." He spoke and you opened your mouth to reply but before you could say anything he cut you off. He raised his hand. "No. I don't want to hear it." He said and sat down next to you. He sighed and hid his face in his hands. He felt ashamed at that moment. You looked at him and felt so stupid. You disappointed him. You let your anger control your actions and nothing good came from it. "I'm really sorry." You said softly.

He dropped his hands and looked at you. He nodded. "I know." He replied softly and placed his hand on your thigh, rubbing it gently. "I'm not mad at you." He said, giving you a soft smile. "She was being a bit of a bitch wasn't she?" He chuckled and you nodded. "It was a bad idea inviting her." You replied.

"I know baby." He said and nodded. "But I had to, she was my co-star."

"I guess you're right."

Elvis got closer to you and wrapped his arms around you again. Pulling you in for a hug. You rested your head on his chest and felt his heartbeat fasten. You smiled to yourself as you hugged him back tightly.

"I've never seen you angry before." He said softly, resting his head against yours. You hummed in response. "I liked it." He said and smirked. He broke off the hug and stared deeply into your eyes. "Think I need to put you back in your place for that outburst there." He said and stood up in front of you, he was towering over you as always. You looked up at him with doe eyes, smiling knowing what was about to go down. He placed his finger under your chin and kissed you deeply.

Elvis pushed you down into the mattress and climbed on top of you. You felt like the room was spinning as he started kissing you. Soft moans were leaving his and your mouth. You both needed each other desperately. His big hands wandered your body and one made its way up to your neck softly choking you as he deepened the kiss. It felt as if a match was lit inside you, but it was immediately blown out as he broke off the kiss.

You whined softly and he chuckled at your desperate state. "Need you to be patient for me." He said softly and buried his head in your neck. Placing soft kisses on your neck. You ran your fingers through his hair, but he stopped you. He grabbed both of your wrists in one hand and pinned them down above your head. "Mm, none of that." He says grinning at you and kissing your neck again. He made his way down your chest and stopped. He pulled you up again so you were sitting and he got behind you. Unzipping your dress and slowly pulling it down your body. He placed kisses along your shoulder and a few down your back.

He threw the dress on the floor. He stared down at your body and smiled. "So pretty mama." He said and slowly unclasped your bra taking it off too along with your panties. You were now fully exposed to him and laid back down again. He got on top of you and started kissing down your body again teasingly. You felt his body pressed against yours, exposing how hard he was for you. You whined. "Want me that bad huh?" He said smirking. You nodded. "Nuh uh say it. Use that pretty mouth." Elvis says running his thumb along your bottom lip.

"Want you so badly." You said softly and he nodded in approval. He starts unbuttoning his pants and slides them off swiftly. His throbbing erection sprang up freely. Elvis got closer to you again kissing your neck as he rubbed his tip between your lips teasingly. You whined loudly as he slid into your pussy, feeling the burn of him stretching you out.

"Yeah, you like that huh mama?" He says looking deep into your eyes and smirking. He started moving inside you slowly, making sure you felt every bump and vein on his cock. "Yeah." You replied softly, feeling so dizzy and unable to speak as he slides in and out of you slowly.

He leaned down to give you a sloppy wet kiss. You placed your hands on the back of his head and he immediately broke the kiss off, shaking his head. "You've done enough with those hands today." He said and pinned your wrists above your head once again. He kissed you again and finally sped up his actions. The room was filled with loud moans and slapping skin. You were sure everyone downstairs could hear the two of you, but that was the least of your concerns right now.

He groaned loudly as he hit a deep spot inside of you making you clench around him. Elvis let go of your wrists and pulled your legs up high around his waist. Giving him a new and even deeper angle inside of you. He thrusts hard and roughly into you, making you moan loudly. "Such a bad girl, beating other girls up f'me." He says and he brings his hand up, wrapping it around your neck to choke you again. You moaned again loudly unable to form any words in response.

Elvis continued his rough attack inside of you and you closed your eyes, pleasure taking you over. He placed one of your legs on his shoulder and started thrusting fast inside of you. You looked into his eyes. You whimpered loudly as he hit a spot inside of you that made you see stars. "That's the spot huh?" He says smiling as he watches your face contort into pleasure. "So tight." He says as he hit the spot over and over again. You can't help but moan loudly as he does.

He attached his lips to the soft skin on your neck, sucking harshly. He pulled back and moved his hand down to your clit, slowly rubbing it but putting pressure. "I'm gonna cum." You say, your voice sounding harsh from all the moaning. "Do it baby, cum for me." He says and thrusts harder into you, fastening the circles he rubs on your clit. "Say you're mine." You said.

You moaned loudly as your climax got closer and closer. "Ah, I'm all yours," Elvis says loudly and you smile at him. That was all you needed to go over the edge. You moaned loudly as you clenched around his cock. His thrusts were starting to get slower and more sloppy. It hit you hard and you rode out your orgasm. At some point, you saw stars.

Elvis began moaning softly into your ear as his orgasm washed over him as well. He came deep inside of you and collapsed on top of you. His head resting on your breast. The two of you panting heavily as you came down from your orgasm. You played with his hair as he laid there.

You chuckled. "Think she knows who you belong to now." Elvis nodded sitting up and pulling out of you. "Yeah baby.. All yours." He says and kisses you passionately.

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[tonberry-yoda]

Hey there :) please could I request headcanons of gyro, Johnny and Diego having a crush on an insecure reader 💙

Gyro, Johnny, and Diego having a crush on an insecure reader

notes - hey there!! heck yeah you can!! sbr is my love and my everything and I love these guys, so I am more than happy to write this for you <3333 I really hope you enjoy and thank you so much for the request <33

Gyro

this man fell for you immediately when he saw you at one of the rest stops at the race

you were feeding your horse and fixing up some injuries you had gotten a little while ago

he finally built up the courage to walk up to you

he took your hand in his and pressed a kiss onto your knuckles and sat down, explaining that he was a doctor and could help you out

you let him, seeing as you were doing a pretty shitty job lol

he got right to it and started up some conversation with you

the both of you talked for a while and finally, when he finished up, he told you that he thought you were stunning

you flushed, immediately denying it

when i tell you the man was SO CONFUSED

he kept insisting that he would love to ride together, but you kept trying to explain that you definitely weren't good enough or pretty enough for someone like him

again, the man was so confused

you were so stunning and you were over here saying the complete opposite???

he thought you were joking, but the way you were fiddling with the bottom of your shirt showed that you meant what you said

he leaned down and smiled at you, his golden teeth glowing in the hot desert sun

and told you that he didn't care what you said, you were going to ride next to him this round and that you were beautiful in his eyes

the way you were blushing omfg

the man has charm

and slowly, he helps your insecurity dwindle <3

Johnny

jokes on you, he's just as insecure

you're both super shy when you meet each other

you're signing up for the race and accidentally bump into Johnny while he's in his wheelchair and omfg you feel so awful

like you literally feel like the worst human being in the whole world

you apologize PROFUSOLY and Johnny forgives you immediately, even apologizing to you

he couldnt help but think how cute you were though when you ended up leaving with a bright red face of embarassment

he thought that would be the end of seeing you too, but no, he ended up next to a saloon where you had a small drink

he came over to you with a smile and offered to buy your next drink

you insisted that he didnt and instead told him that you could buy his drink

you ended up buying each other a drink and sitting in silence just sharing time together

finally, johnny worked up the courage to tell you that he thought you were cute

your face flushed pink and you denied it, telling him that he was cute

which he denied as well

but then that accidently blossomed the best relationship in the world <333

Diego

this man thinks he's hot shit

needing to win this race and crap

and then he met you

oh my god you had the man blushing every lap when he would see you

he watched you kick ass and get a stupidly high ranking

he knew he should've thought of you as the enemy but oh my god you had that man's face red all the time

he finally came up to talk to you one day, telling you he thought you were talented, but you denied it???

he nearly lost his shit???

he was like... what?

he was giving you a compliment and you didnt take it, the man felt hurt

he was explaining how you had almost beat him in a couple rounds and you just listened to him, staring at his cute face, feeling your face heat up

no matter how much he explained it, you kept denying, which made him super upset lol

he scoffed and told you to realize your talent before storming off

he just didnt want to blush around you, that's all <3

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[thedudeplayinggalaga2]

See You In The Morning?

Kate Bishop x GN Reader

3K Words

Warnings: Mentions of injury, Angst, Language, Questionable punctuation, I think that's it?

A/N: This is the very first full fic I've ever written and Grammer/Punctuation has never been a strength of mine. I also have no idea if this story makes any sense but I had a good time writing.

You had forgotten to take your ADHD meds this morning, and now you were really paying for it. As you sat at your desk stopping and staring and stopping a multitude of different tasks without actually finishing any of them. 

It was Kate's fault really, she had completely thrown off your routine as she had a tendency to do. It was a rather chaotic routine but it still got you out the door in enough time to grab breakfast and make sure you took your stimulant before getting to work. 

But last night Kate hadn't come home, she had sent you a quick text telling you not to wait up. This happened fairly often since you'd moved in, and she would usually come home at 3 or 4am. But she hadn't made it home till this morning when you'd already been up and getting ready for work. 

You grimaced to yourself thinking about the conversation you'd had with her. 

"How's your other lover?" You'd asked

"Listen I know that's a joke but it's not a very funny one! I'm so sorry, I really am! But this mission I've been working for weeks finally had a big break and I needed to follow this lead! I'm so close to catching this guy!" 

"It was a joke, and I'm glad you made some headway on your mission, but I did feel sad and concerned when I woke up this morning and you still weren't home." You said this to her with your back turned as you made lucky his breakfast. 

You heard Kate get up and walk over to you, she put a hand on your shoulder. You turned to face her and had gotten the first good look at her face since she'd gotten home. You gasped "Kate, that's a pretty nasty cut above your eye! What the hell happened!?"

"I... Well.. you see there was a guy with a bat and.." 

You didn't give her time to finish cause honestly you didn't think you wanted to know the rest. So you'd pulled her into the bathroom and started cleaning and patching up her various wounds before having to rush out the door so you would only be slightly late to work. 

And now here you are, having a highly unproductive day and also worrying about Kate. She had been having way more late nights than normal recently, and pretty much always came home a little beat up. She definitely wasn't getting anywhere near enough sleep, you assumed this was probably why she had been super distant as of late. And last week she had forgotten about Lucky's vet appointment which was probably the most concerning thing of all. 

You've been with Kate long enough to know and understand that this is just what dating a superhero can be like sometimes. But this time it was really starting to effect your relationship for some reason. Things where so inconsistent between the two of you, partly because you never saw each other and partly because when you did Kate didn't talk much about anything of substance. 

As Kate had grown more distant you'd started to get shorter with her, finding less and less patience which you normally had a bottomless amount of for her. You'd also stopped planning dates with her, stopped waiting up for her even if she said she wasn't going to be too late, and you'd been regrettablely a little too harsh with her when she forgot Lucky's appointment and you'd hauled ass across town to take him. 

Sitting at your desk, switching between the same three programs over and over again you started to tear up. You didn't like this, you didn't like feeling so disconnected from her. You hated how you two seemed to be living completely different lives. Because goddamit you loved Kate Bishop so much! You loved being her partner. Kate was absolutely wonderful! She was passionate, brave, and very caring. She used her skills and talents to help other people, something you admired very much about her. She made you feel seen in a way nobody had ever really seen you before. But most of all Kate made you feel safe, not just physically but emotionally too. She had always felt like home. 

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The subway commute home was never your favorite, it was always so busy this time of day and wildly overstimulating. But you tried to spend the ride figuring out your game plan for when you got home. You wanted to talk to Kate, if she was even home, but you didn't want to create conflict especially if she was going to be leaving again tonight. 

As you walked into your apartment Lucky nearly knocked you to the ground, absolutely showering you in kisses. 

"Ok! Ok! Lucky I love you too! But we talked about this buddy, you can't just jump somebody at the door!" You said pushing him off before giving him a scratch behind the ears. 

You checked that Lucky had water and decided to let him outside as you assumed he'd been inside all day. Then you went to search for Kate. 

You found her passed out in your bed on top of the blankets letting you know she'd falled asleep as soon as she laid down. You smiled though as you noticed she was wearing one of your hoodies and probably your sweatpants too. 

You bent down the kiss the top of her head before settling down next to her in the bed. Stroking some hair out of her face you couldn't help but smile at your beautiful girlfriend and her slightly battered face. 

"What time is it" Kate mumbled so quietly you could barely hear what she said. 

"It's about 4:30 my love." 

"You're home early." 

"Yeah.... I was having a really bad brain day so my manager told me to just go home." You hoped she wouldn't press any further, but that was wishful thinking. 

Kate finally opened her eyes to look at you, worry evident in them. "Must have been a real bad brain day for Stark Industries to suddenly prioritize mental health over productivity." 

You let out a soft laugh, "Well I definitely wasn't being productive so more likely it just seemed like a waste of company time for me to be there." 

Kate sat up against the headboard next to you, looking even more worried, she tapped your forehead softly with her finger "What's goin on up in there?" 

You gave her a half hearted smile, "Well I forgot to take my meds this morning which isn't the end of the world but it definitely didn't help, there's also no way I've had enough protein today, and ...." You trailed off trying to decide if now was really the best time to tell her that you were also very worried about her and about your relationship. You decided against it because honestly you couldn't remember the last time you'd just sat in bed with her and you wanted to keep those vibes goin.

"Yeah, that's pretty much it."

"Hope you weren't trying for an Oscar with that performance, because I definitely didn't buy it!" Kate said teasingly. 

You groaned looking up at the ceiling "Sorry Kate, I just feel a little overwhelmed right now." Which was entirely true, you did feel very overwhelmed and your brain was going about 200 miles an hour. 

"That's okay, how about we get some food and take Lucky for a walk?" She said suppressing a yawn. 

"Are you sure? I know you're probably exhausted! You can rest more before you have to go to work." 

Kate put her hand on your face stroking your cheek with her thumb. "Yes I'm sure baby, you're having a bad brain day, so let's get some food in you and take a little walk. Also..... I've missed you." 

You leaned your head into her hand a little. "I've really missed you to my love."

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Kate treated you to your favorite restaurant that had some outdoor pet friendly seating so Lucky could join. And now you were walking through central parking doing your best to keep Lucky from trying to chase squirrels. 

You'd been walking in silence for a few moments when you finally broke it. "Kate, I was also having a hard time at work today because I was worried about you. And well, also about us...."

Kate slowed down and turned to look at you with a frown on her face "Worried because I was hurt this morning? Because really it was nothing! I appreciate you patching me up, you do a better job than me, but really I'm okay! It looks way worse than it is!" She rambled. 

"Well obviously I don't like it when you come home hurt, but it's more to do with how distant you've been. I know how important what you do is, and I would never ask you not to do it! But... You haven't been home much recently, and when you are you seem so distant...." You trailed off realizing you didn't know where this was going. 

Kate was quiet for what felt like forever but than she said "This guy I'm trying to catch, he's like really really bad, like I would tell you how bad he is but I really don't want to burden you with that knowledge. It's really hard for me not to think about it when I'm home I guess." She was just staring at the ground now as you walked, and the way her demeanor changed you could tell that this was really weighing on her. 

Before you could respond she continued, "But, what did you mean that you're also worried about us?" Her voice getting quieter, almost nervous. 

"Well.... I guess I just feel like we are living two completely different lives, passing like ships in the night hardly ever seeing each other. And when we do it's like you're not actually there, or I'm being grumpy with you. This is the first time in weeks we've actually had dinner together. Kate I love you so so much! But I'm getting worried because I want to support you, but I can't do that if I'm always being shut out."

You sat down on a bench taking Kate's hand in yours as she sat next to you. You studied her face trying to figure out what she was thinking. 

"I don't like shutting you out.... I just want you to be safe and to not have to deal with the things I do." 

"And I do appreciate you leaving out the gruesome details truly, you don't have to tell me everything, but it would be nice if I could at least know what you are feeling sometimes. Because otherwise I have to just try and guess."

Kate nodded her head looking out into the park thoughtfully. "Well right now I'm feeling like I'm absolutely failing at everything! I spent all night tracking that son of a bitch for nothing! I've really dropped the ball on my relationship with you, like I caused a whole ass bad brain day for you! And last week I forgot about Lucky's vet appointment!" 

You opened your mouth to something but Kate quickly cut you off "I swear the god Y/N if you say anything about the vet appointment I'm emailing Pepper Pots to tell her you steal all your really good ideas from your intern!" 

You gasped dramatically clutching your chest for emphasis "Okay! Uncalled for! But Pepper would know you were lying because my intern, bless his heart, couldn't tell you the difference between a PDF and a JPEG with a gun to his head." 

"Okay! So a bad threat but I hope I made my point clear." 

"Yes, I swear to never speak or the vet incident again. And I also will apologize for being so harsh on you about it too." You said more soflty "I definitely could have handled that better, I made it a bigger deal than it needed to be and you didn't deserve that. What I was going to say is thank you for telling me how you're feeling, it helps me understand where you're heads at a bit better." 

You were going to say more but Kate leaned her head on your shoulder and started playing with your fingers causing your brain to short circuit for a half second. 

"Do you think I'm failing?" Kate asked in a whisper. 

You stared at her hand intertwined with yours for a minute before responding. "No Kate, I don't think you're failing, I know this bad dude is giving you a run for your money, but he doesn't know who he's up against! Kate Bishop, the world's greatest archer! You're gonna get him, you always figure it out." 

Kate sat up and gave you another small smile, she looked down at lucky who was now sitting at her feet enthralled with a stick he had found. "What about us? Am I failing at this relationship?" 

"My love, the fact that we are sitting here having this conversation is proof that neither of us are failing." You truly did believe that, and also kind of said it to reassure yourself too because recently you'd been wondering the same thing. "I knew what I was getting into when I agreed to be your partner. I knew there would be nights spent without you, secrets I couldn't know, and the occasional missed vet appointment...." 

"Y/N!" Kate said warningly

"Last time I swear!" You said quickly putting your hands up. "But recently you haven't been talking to me about.... Well... Pretty much anything. And I miss you Kate, it feels like you've been gone for weeks and I miss you." 

Kate looked at you with tears in her eyes "God I've missed you too Y/N. I do want to talk to you about how I'm feeling and what I'm doing. I just don't want you to get caught up in all this. I don't want you to get hurt." 

"Well right now it's hurting me to not know anything that's going on with you." 

She nodded "Yeah, I understand, I feel like I don't know what's going on with you right now either, like I don't even know what your current hyper fixation food is and I always know that."

"Well right now it's those little babybel cheeses, but last week it was BBQ chicken pizza from that place down the street from us." 

"I bet Lucky enjoyed that one." Kate leaned down to take Lucky's stick before he shredded it more than he already had. 

"Oh he very much did! Everyday I come home without it he looks at me as if it's the greatest betrayal he's ever experienced." 

Kate stood offering you her had so you could continue your walk. "Y/N I promise that as soon as I catch that bastard my first priority will be making sure we get some quality time together okay? And in the meantime I will be better at communicating." 

"Okay, I love you Kate, and I know you're gonna get him!" 

--- 

You had gotten back home a few minutes ago and you were getting Lucky his dinner. You expected Kate was in your room putting her suit on assuming she would probably be heading out soon. So you were surprised when she walked into the kitchen wearing her signature purple sweatshirt and your sweatpants. 

"I do need to go back out tonight but I thought it'd be nice for both of us if we maybe watched a movie or something before you go to bed?" She asked hopefully. 

This made light up instantly, but then you frowned at the prospect of having to try and pay attention to any entire feature length film. "I would love that, but seeing as I didn't complete even one task at work today I just don't think I'm gonna be able to watch a movie." 

Kate looked thoughtful "Good point, should have thought of that. Okay.... How about we watch TikToks together with New Girl playing in the background?" 

"And that Bishop is possible the best idea you've ever had!" 

So you and Kate spent the rest of the evening cuddled up on the couch doing exactly that. 

---

You and Lucky had just gotten into bed for the night and Kate was getting ready to head out. She came and sat on the edge of the bed leaning in to give you a kiss. "Y/N if I don't get this guy tonight I don't know what else I'm gonna do." 

"Well, have you asked Clint for advice?" 

"No, he's on vacation with his family and I don't want to bother him."

You nodded, being sure that while Clint loved Kate and was always helping her out, he probably wouldn't appreciate his family vacation being interrupted by whatever it was Kate was doing. "Okay, fair, well I'm here for whatever happens. I might not be a superhero but I do work for a very powerful company and Jerry from the biotech department owes me about 20 favors. And I'll be her to patch you up, just try not to break anything cause then I really will have to insist on taking you to the ER." 

Kate gave you a massive grin as she said "You're my superhero though." 

"Okay! That was so cheesy it was physically painful to hear! Imma need you to go now!" 

Kate responded with the first genuine laugh you had heard from her in weeks before leaning in to give you another kiss. 

As she left the room she turned to look at you and Lucky all tucked into bed. "I love you both, I'll see you in the morning?" 

"We love you too! Ummm... If it's not too much to ask, do you think you could bring me breakfast in the morning? I have to do two days worth of work tomorrow and it would help a lot!" 

#kate bishop fanfiction #kate bishop fic #kate bishop x reader #mcu fanfiction #kate bishop x y/n

[bedtimestoriesforbrokengirls]

Hi✨ I would like to ask your opinion on something. My dom and I have been together for year and a half, most of our relationship has been online cuz we are from different cities and he has been dealing with a family situation. The thing is sex and sex play is on and off depending on everything going on in his life and I'm pretty okay with that but I have picked a pattern of his and I don't think I like it.

I have seen that we have seasons, seasons we play hard and seasons we play less. When we play hard sometimes we do it for weeks or even months but then he suggest something that for me is a hard no, at least while we're apart (is always the same thing) and I always suggest that we can try it in the future and that I'm not completely close to that, just that while we're apart I don't feel completely confortable. When he says that normally he suggests it 2 o 3 times more in very subtle way during the course of the week until I stop to explote. Then he says he's never going to suggest it again and then the sex decreases until even if I ask for permission to touch myself he doesn't really care so I stop asking for permission at all. And the the cycle starts again.

Yesterday was the day that I exploited cuz the particular punishment he suggested and even more for the lack of attention he was giving. Today I tried to have a very mature conversation about everything, we even completed an excel about kink compatibility. I said my part, he said his and for me I only said that I needed him to know me better to break me to the point were it was still safe for both of us, that I needed trust, confidence and devotion from his side so I could be fully submissive. He said he understood, that he will not suggest that again NEVER (so the cycle is complete) and that he didn't like that I was telling him what and what not to do, and that he also didn't like that we had to plan everything.

I don't know, I don't want to get through the cycle again, I'm just confused and really don't know what to do.

FYI in the compatability test he has way more "hard no" than me, even in things I would really love to try but even with that, I would never push him.

So this time I don't know that to do, I don't know if I should encourage more difficult conversations and try to solve this and wait for him to return home for good. He's going to return in one month (his family situation is finally solved). Or just give up all together. I know I'm no perfect and he's not perfect either but he always tries his best, he does research for me to feel more confortable, he always cares for me and he's always super respectful and in full control of himself. He always is, apart from this particular kink. So I really don't know what to do.

Any suggestions? I know this is way too much to ask

If you haven’t given him an opportunity to see and consider the pattern you’ve uncovered, then I feel like you should go the “difficult conversations” route. I mean, there are many signs of incompatibility here, so I’m not confident that talking is going to fix anything… but you’ll feel better about the decision to give up if you’ve ticked all the communicative boxes.

With that said:

I don’t want to project my personality and approach on to your guy, which just isn’t fair to either of you. But I’ve gotta say, this whole “I wanna do X… oh. No? How about now…? Really? I’ll bet you couldn’t do it correctly anyway, but… wow, thought that would work. What if I wear a funny hat while we— still no, huh? Okay then, behold as I selflessly and permanently abandon this thoroughly rejected idea until the next time I’m horny” thing is some real Little League nonsense, and both of you should expect more of him.

Let’s put aside the badgering and coercive vibes that everyone else on Tumblr will point out. Instead, I want to know where his goddamned pride has gone, and why both of you are okay with it disappearing.

Why the fuck is he repeatedly trying to pressure you into anything? He is —in theory— the leader of this two-person expedition, and leaders don’t nag or pout. Instead of wasting time trying to pester you into compliance, he could be showing you why he deserves to hear you beg for it.

It’s not your job to be the kind of girl who always agrees; it’s his job to be the kind of man you’d never refuse.

#asks #advice

[porcobrainr0t]

all too well

PAIRING cristiano ronaldo x fem!reader

GENRE angst; reader is a little delulu

CONTENT WARNING swearing, toxic relationships, cristiano more like crizztiano, reader talks to herself a lot, reader has hair you can put in a ponytail, readers race is not relevant nor involved

AUTHORS NOTE the first paragraph is doubled and i apologize, I’ve tried everything but its super late so i cbb

It wasn’t rare; moments like this. Sitting in your small apartment, alone with your thoughts as a lifeless phone lay on the coffee table to your left. He’s busy, is what you convinced yourself. He can’t always make time for me. You gave him time.

It wasn’t rare; moments like this. Sitting in your small apartment, alone with your thoughts as a lifeless phone lay on the coffee table to your left. He’s busy, is what you convinced yourself. He can’t always make time for me. You gave him time.

Yet, time went on, and still no response. The candle lit near the television was being drowned in it’s melting wax, a candle lit not long after you sent the message. You let your eyes shut.

When you awoke, the sun had yet to rise. It was roughly four am, your throat was dry and your eyes watered. An unfamiliar blanket was wrapped around your frame and a sloppy, lazy note was left on the coffee table. The candle was blown out. Giving your eyes time to adjust to the lighting, you tried to make out an outline of what the piss-poor handwriting had intended.

‘Sorry I missed tonight, sweetheart. Reschedule tomorrow?’ A sigh left your lips. It’s the third raincheck for this very date— Was all this even worth it? Was truly the only thought you could think. It was getting exhausting, and you considered yourself a patient person.

That was until the next Sunday. Which followed a Monday where he had to fly out to God knows where for God knows what. That Sunday evening, two of you sat in uncomfortable silence in an overpriced restaurant while your pasta grew cold. Cristiano pokes at his own meal, avoiding eye contact. It was a very awkward dinner; the waitress evidently being solely interested in making sure Cristiano was pleased, and the man only played along. Entertaining her as she bites and licks her lips while he talks, chewing her gum slower and extending her lips with every tense of her jaw.

If you wanted shit like this, you guys would have went to Hooters— or in other words a god damn strip club. At some point, when you placed your hand on top of Cristiano’s, his immediately flocked away while he continued the conversation. But what really threw you off was when he starts, “Hm.”-ing and “Mm.”-ing gruffly for every little thing, the lack of eye contact making you go quiet. Your barely touched pasta lay before you, and you scoff.

Getting up, you blink grimly at his confused expression and make your way to the door, removing your heels once you make it outside. Alright, you settle, so I’m walking. The overwhelming scent of everything invades your nostrils and it makes you nauseous. It isn’t long on your voyage before you hear footsteps approaching you from behind, and a hand sliding across your waist to embrace you.

“What was that?” He queries, and you scoff once more. Does this man really not have an ounce of respect for you? It feels more like a rhetorical question, and you push his invading hand away by force, yet he places it once more.

“Don’t touch me.”

“Tell me what’s wrong first.”

You stop dead in your tracks, and he follows. He’s unbelievable. “You’re what’s fucking wrong, Cristiano. Do you ever hear yourself? I mean, seriously, you take me out after no-show’s three times in a row, you ogle the waitress the whole time we’re there and you don’t even acknowledge me— then you come out here and ask me what’s wrong? You make me feel fucking stupid!”

He stares at his feet. “I didn’t know that was how you felt,”

“Why would you? You only ever care about yourself. I can’t stand it. Leave me alone, Cristiano. I mean it.” Your feet are on fire, the cement digging into your soles. You’d rather endure this feet pain than stay with him any longer.

“Can you— can you at least, let me take you home? Please? I can’t leave you out here…” He inquired, although you were quick to shut it down. But Cristiano was faster. “You live miles out from here, sweetheart. Let me take you home, and I’m out of your hair.”

You sighed and accepted the invitation. It was another awkward ride. The radio wasn’t lively, a slow song from his native language played softly in the background. Throughout the ride, Cristiano had managed to get his rough left hand to rest on your thigh and caress it apologetically. The sensation made you think. Do I really want him gone forever?

Cristiano must have been thinking the same thing, because once the car was in park, his seatbelt was off and he was rushing to get your door open.

“I want to make sure you get in safe,” was his excuse, and you hummed. Arguing wasn’t on your to-do list at the moment. When the two of you reached your door, you fumbled with the keys to get the door unlocked, pushing it open after the latch clicked.

“I’m here. And ‘m safe. So you can leave now. Goodbye.” You excused him, although Cristiano had other plans. His hand found its way behind your hair, his thumb under your earlobe. It was hard to say goodbye, when his eyes held such passion, he had you practically melting in his hand.

Cristiano leaned in, until his lips met yours and you two were in the doorway. The kiss was broken when he had both of you in the apartment with the door shut. “I’m really sorry,” he kissed your knuckles, and began leaving a trail of them all over. “Really sorry.”

He led you to your bedroom, and sat you at the foot of the bed. On his knees, he kissed your ankle, and once more led a trail going up from there. Cristiano’s tenderness made your insides turn inverted, and your face felt like it was on fire. He kissed your cheek, then the corner of your lips before fetching some comfortable clothes for you to change in. He didn’t let you change yourself, only ever instructing you to put your hands up or jump. After treating you with such care, Cristiano pulled a scrunchie from your nightstand and put your hair in a comfortable ponytail, knowing you can’t sleep with it in your face.

Cristiano puts you under the covers with a peck to your forehead, soon changing into a pair of sweatpants he owned that was left at your home. It isn’t long before he’s in bed with you, grasping you in his arms and putting you to sleep. Mumbling a small, coherent thank you, he hums in response.

When you wake, Cristiano is not to be seen. This feeling is all to familiar. You know it all too well.

#football x reader #cristiano ronaldo x reader #cristiano ronaldo x you #angst #now i have writers block #goodnight #my work

[worriedvision]

Ok so basically

Reader is in a relationship with Al haitham but Al haitham fell out of love for reader while in the relationship but he didn't tell reader about it. He found someone he loves and decided to confess to that person he found but kept it a secret from reader.

So like Al haitham found a fling and didn't tell reader he fell out of love and still in the relationship with reader.

Reader found out about the secret relationship and broke up with Al haitham but reader still loves him.

Reader decided to 'move on' and got in a relationship with Tighnari (or kaveh?)

Reader thought that Al haitham would get jealous of the new relationship but Al haitham simply didn't care like at all and Al haitham and his fling made their relationship public.

Tighnari found out that reader is still in love with Al haitham and thought that reader is only with him rn bcz reader wants Al haitham to get jealous.

Basically tighnari thought reader is using him.

Tighnari broke up with reader and reader confessed that at the start of the relationship, reader only got together with him bcz reader still likes Al haitham and wanted to make him jealous (you could include this part if you want)

Reader ended up yk sad and people really didn't want to be associated with reader bcz of the relationship drama.

Basically reader never found love again and reader lived to regret it

Al haitham is now married and tighnari hates reader.

The end

"So you see -dhar Mann"

! SUPER DUPER ANGST PLS !

Gender neutral reader, angst obviously. Readers in for some emotional pain that's for sure! I tweaked how Tighnari finds out, you'll see.

--

When you walked in on them kissing, you being quiet and choosing to give him another chance. You didn't know how long this had been happening, and you were sure a conversation would be the solution here. Yes, this must be a case where he's realised he loves you after being unfaithful to you!

...Unfortunately, however, this was far from the truth. You asked him, and he didn't react with an apology.

"I don't love you. I never did." Alhaitham states. "I love this person, and you are a roadblock."

"But I love you!" You exclaim, shocked at Alhaitham's casual confession.

"That's the problem." Alhaitham shrugs, crossing his arms. "I'll give you time to get the few items in this house that are yours out, and I wish you the best in love."

--

It didn't feel real at all. He was now public with this person, showing them love he never showed you. Still wearing rose-tinted glasses, you were stupid enough to believe this was all some sick joke. Well, two can play at that game, you think to yourself as you approach Tighnari.

To your surprise, he wanted to settle down with someone. With things finally getting less hectic, he had the time to commit himself to a relationship. You were attractive in his eyes, and he did feel like he got very lucky with when your relationship broke off. Of course, he waited for you to make a first move - or at least until it had been an appropriate amount of time for you to get moving on.

When you make the first move, asking him out, he was very surprised. A pleasant surprised, and he took you up on your offer. Over a dinner, you find out more about Tighnari. The venue was a place Alhaitham frequented, and he did show up with the same person he cheated on you with.

A few dates went like this, but you slowly started to genuinely love Tighnari more than you loved Alhaitham. Two sided love was a lovely change in pace.

Alhaitham was a smart man, however, and he warned Cyno about your actions with Tighnari.

--

"Are you using Tighnari?" Cyno asks, you clearing your throat.

"I'll admit, at the start I did. It was unrealistic of me, I know, but at the time I thought Alhaitham was joking." You confess, Cyno waiting for you to continue. "But now, I know I love Tighnari."

"You need to tell him about the start." Cyno stops you, you nodding. "It wasn't a good idea, surely you know that."

--

After Cyno's words, you decided to ask Tighnari for a word in private. He seemed so excited to be alone with you, and it tore you apart when he instinctively pulled you onto his lap.

"Tighnari, I need to tell you something." You hesitate, Tighnari letting out a confused sound as you pry his arms away from you. Taking a seat across from him, you decide it's for the best with the nature of this conversation.

"Go ahead." Tighnari nods, smiling at you.

Oh god, this was a huge mistake. You should have never done this in the first place, but you knew Cyno was correct about it being a cruel thing to do.

"When I asked you out, I was trying to make my ex jealous." You begin, Tighnari stiffening up. "I thought he was pulling a joke on me, and I figured you would be... the guy he would get jealous of the most." You swallow, already sensing Tighnari change in front of you.

"So that stuff at the beginning wasn't real?" Tighnari asks, voice breaking at the realisation you had started this for a mean reason. "The dates, the conversations?"

"Now, I know I have developed feelings for you, and I know the beginning was so horrible of me to do." You look up at Tighnari, seeing the hurt in his eyes as he fights back tears. "But now my feelings are true, and stronger than-"

"Please leave." Tighnari whispers, blinking away a tear. "That was so cruel of you. My species don't take these things lightly. It's not a casual thing for me, and you used me."

"Tighnari, I know I hur-"

"Leave." Tighnari stopped you with that one word, more tears streaming down his face. Realising you ruined his trust, you leave as you hear him beginning to wail.

--

Everyone found out about what you did. How you took advantage of Tighnari the moment he was available, the fact that Alhaitham didn't love you and you couldn't be an adult and move on.

You weren't able to move on from what you did to Tighnari. Even after moving and changing your identity, your heart simply couldn't take you losing the man you grew to truly love - the man who loved you first. No longer did you believe you were allowed to engage in romantic relationships, you never forgive yourself for using Tighnari like that. All you could hope for was a day where Tighnari could find someone he loves, and someone who doesn't have the same intentions you had at the beginning. As much as it hurt, you knew you couldn't even check in on him. He couldn't trust you, and for good reason.

In hindsight, those rose tinted glasses made you delusional.

#tighnari #cyno #alhaitham #tighnari x reader #tighnari x gender neutral reader #angst