#THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE BEHAVIOUR BABE

[its-really-dry]

currently feeling betrayed by @biggest-stupidhead right now. the AUDACITY. leaving me on a cliffhanger at 11:40 pm >>>>>> smh 🙄

#cruella x reader #cruella de vil #cruella disney #THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE BEHAVIOUR BABE #i am astonished #and not in a good way

[landograndprix]

╰┈➤ ❝ desire • l.n c.l ❞

part one - part ii

➪ Charles hasn't paid much attention to you after your daughter was born but a certain Brit does.

➪ Everything seems to be going right and life seems amazing, at least to the others..not for you.

➪ established relationship mom!reader x dad!Charles x lando

➪ this came to me as I was running a high fever, stop judging me..i also needed a charles fic here, No lando in this one yet, Charles ain't a real good partner and google translate is my bestest friend

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charlesgirlies Charles and Zoë in y/n's story today 🥰

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cahlossainz oh

chilisainz oh my god I'm dead 😭

↳ bott_ass bestie same

charles16 she needs to keep feeding us dad Charles please!!

leclerc_16 volunteering to be his baby mama

lanlan Zoë is just the cutest little bean 🥰

↳ charlesgirlies she is! 🥰

lanlan lil cutie like her mom :)

charlesgirlies and her dad!

charloslesainz y/n living my dream life 😭

landoscar I just know zoë has Charles wrapped around her finger

yukisan didn't know y/n and charles were together let alone have a kid 😂

↳ clsixteen have you been living under a rock? It was a big scandal when they were seen together 5 years ago?? 😭

yukisan I'm new so i dont have all the lore, just thought they were friends because they both come from Monaco 😅

leckerkcharles y/n the predator and her victims

mrsleclerc love that there's still people in the comments being mad about them dating 💀

↳ carlandooo for real it's been 5 years people and charles is not little sauber Charles anymore 🤡

charlesgirlies people be acting like y/n is 40 years older than charles

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📍 Sicily, italy

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y/nusername babes big day out 🏖

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noellepicard she's a little mermaid 🧜🏻‍♀️

charlesssss I can't, she's the cutest 😭

charles_leclerc princesse ❤️

↳ charloslesainz stop it, he's such a girl dad imma throw up

hamilt44n man is made to be a dad honestly

manon_roux lucky to have the prettiest girls in the world with me 🥰

↳ joris__trouche je n'ai pas reçu mon invitation? (i didn't get my invite)

y/nusername probablement parce que je n'en ai pas envoyé :) (probably because i didn't send one)

joris__trouche comportement inacceptable (unacceptable behaviour)

charles_leclerc Joris est une des filles maintenant 😂 (joris is one of the girls now)

y/nusername Je devrais lui acheter une mini-jupe et des talons hauts pour nos prochaines vacances :') (should buy him a mini skirt and some high heels for our next vacation)

manon_roux j'aimerais voir cela se produire 🤣 (i'd love to see that happen)

joris__trouche j'aurais l'air sexy et tu ne peux pas le nier (i'd look sexy and you can't deny it)

sharl16 no idea what they're saying but I agree 😭

landoscar her little feeties 🥺

leclerc_16 am I the only one who finds it strange that they haven't been together this summer break?

↳ carlosleclerc they were bestie, they spend time together with friends in Monaco last week..they're both on their girls and boys vacation..pretty normal

leclerc_16 oh I've missed that part..still something feels off

carlosleclerc I mean y/n gave birth to their daughter not that long ago and its probably not the best idea to fly with a new born/baby all around the world. I'm sure they're fine..

leclerc_16 mmm you're probably right, would hate to see them split up though

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📍 Monte-Carlo, Monaco

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y/nusername juste toi et moi à l'infini, petite fille 💗 (just you and me to infinity, little girl.)

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noellepicard 😍

yourmumsuser mes anges ❤️ (my angels)

charloslesainz 'just you and me' doesn't sit right with me lmfao

↳ thurthur my god it's just a caption 💀

landoscar for real they're always reaching for things

thurthur they always trying to start shit and it's getting annoying and repetitive

clsixteen never seen such a cute kid 🥰

francisca.cgomes need to meet her soon!

↳ y/nusername your always welcome!

bananaclerc cutest little bunny 🐰

manon_roux mon lapinou ❤️ (my bunny)

joris__trouche mon petit monstre ❤️ (my little monster)

↳ hamilt44n stop this kid is so loved 😭

sainzleclerc feeding the delulu fans with that caption

↳ charlesgirlies it's literally just a damn caption!!!

sainzleclerc I know but the crazy charles girlies haven't seen them together in a while and don't forget Charles hasn't mentioned zoë in a while.. things add up in their heads 🤡

charles_leclerc mes princesses ❤️

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[huskersbooze]

Helloo! Can i Request an alastor x reader angst? (I love angst im sorry😭) where reader n alastor are good friends, but soon alastor starts catching feelings, he didn’t like that so he starts ignoring reader hoping it’ll go away, but when alastor realizes it doesn’t, he wanted to apologize for ignoring reader and maybe confessing, but he couldn’t cause he found out reader got redeemed into heaven? Please and thank you!!

A/N : Oh fuck yes I'm a sucker for angst. This is actually a really interesting concept! Completely opposite to my other fic where Reader ignores Al. Thank you for the ask <3

Alastor Doesn't Do Feelings

Alastor x Reader

Pairing : Alastor x F!Reader (M!Reader here, Gn!Reader here)

Warnings : Cusing(what do you expect? It's Hazbin Hotel)

Additional Tags : Angst, no use of (Y/n), use of dear/darling

Word count : 1.25k

It was never supposed to turn out this way. Alastor, the fucking Radio Demon, doesn't do feelings.

But here he was, finding himself getting flustered, his cheeks red, ears pinned back and his smile faltering.

And it was all because of you.

"-and so I told him to back the heck away, but I swear his brain can't seem to comprehend simple words! He-"

You went on and on about your day, but Alastor could only focus on the close proximity between the two of you and your hand came so close to brushing his every minute or so.

"Alastor! Freaking hell!" He snapped out of his trance when he heard you yell his name.

He cleared his throat, quickly gathering himself once more, "Yes, darling?"

"Were you even listening to me?"

"Of course, I was." Which, frankly, was a lie.

"Just go to bed, dipshit."

"I don't need sleep."

"Your brain is hijacked, Al." You try to give his ears a scratch. Alastor attempts a dodge but fails. "See? You can't even dodge a simple pet on the head."

"I let you do that."

"Whatever helps you sleep at night."

"Darling, you know I don't sleep."

"It was an expression, babe."

He knew you meant it as a joke, a light-humoured name you called him; like how he called you "dear" or "darling".

But he couldn't help the blush that found a way to his face.

"Alastor! You're doing it again!"

"I beg your pardon?" He snaps out from his trance.

"You're dozing off again. Are your radio parts radio-ing properly?"

"I'm not an actual radio, my dear."

"Well, you sure act like a broken down machine." You let out a giggle, him doing the same, but it ultimately sounded like he was buffering.

"You need help." You get up and give him another ruffle behind the ears, catching him off guard. "G'night, Al."

He doesn't respond.

He's too busy screaming internally.

-----

Alastor doesn't do feelings. Yet, here he was a broken mess because of you.

No, this was unacceptable. All he'd work for. His reputation. The danger it'd put you in.

He couldn't afford any of that gone — especially not you.

How was he to get rid of this weird churning he gets in his stomach when you near, though? How was he to stop loving you?

-----

Alastor doesn’t do feelings. He nearly did, once, because of you. But he’d found a way to stop it.

Or so, he thought.

“Good morning, Al.”

Out of everyone in the hotel, you were the one person he could tolerate. Despite your polar interests and behaviour, Alastor actually found it quite enjoyable to be by your side.

Sure, you rarely cursed, was so sweet and couldn’t bare the thought of killing, but Alastor never minded. You were the one person he looked forward to seeing everyday. He would usually only talk to you.

“Husker, may I have a word?” Yet, here Alastor was, completely ignoring your existence like you were some irrelevant imp a few rings down.

“Uh, sure, boss.” Husk sends you a questioning stare as you return the favour.

He didn’t actually have anything to say to him; it just hurt to see you. The feelings still lingered and he couldn’t do jackshit about it. 

Staying away from you was only supposed to get rid of his feelings, not intensify them.

“Alastor?” Yet, your voice captivated him in every way possible and his desire to be yours increased.

He simply left the room, and the two of you never spoke after that.

-----

“Alastor doesn’t do feelings, honey.”

“I know, Rosie! But we’re just friends and he knows that.” You take a sip from the tea Rosie prepared for you. “Though, lately, he’s been completely disregarding my presence like I’m the bane of his existence.”

“Don’t look too much into it! I’m sure it’s nothing. It’s just Alastor being Alastor.”

“But it’s not.” You sigh. “Something’s changed between us and I’m not sure what it is.”

“Well, did anything specific happen?”

“I.. I don’t know.” Your voice cracks at the agony. “I just.. Everything was fine that night. I just told him to sleep and the next morning it’s like I never existed.”

“Hm. That does sound odd.”

“Exactly! And I’m not sure what to do or if- if I’ve angered him- or- or maybe he’s sick of me-”

“Honey, breathe.” Rosie’s hand finds yours across the table as she rubs soothing circles on the back of your palm. “It’s in his nature to be sending mixed signals. Just give him time. He’ll come to terms with you eventually.”

“Are.. Are you sure?”

“You came to me for a reason.” She jokes, though her warm smile never left her face.

“Thank you, Rosie.”

-----

Alastor, your beloved strawberry pimp, doesn’t do feelings. He didn’t, he doesn’t and he won’t.

At least, that was before he realised he was catching feelings for you.

He’s tried so hard to ignore it. He’s done everything he could to ignore you, but despite his best efforts, you still found a way to float straight back into his mind.

“Alastor?”

“Yes, darling?” It took him a while to comprehend the fact he accidentally called Husk “darling”. His mind was just filled with thoughts of you.

“Uh.. anyways.” Husk cleared his throat. “You were close with the kid, right?”

“I suppose.” He shrugs, saying it as a matter of fact-ly. “Nothing serious.”

Alastor nearly flinched as he said it himself. 

Nothing serious.

But in fact, it was starting to get serious. He was in love with you, head-over-heels obsessed, but he couldn’t come to terms with the fact and decided to push you away.

Fuck. What was he thinking?

“Yes, well I just.. wanted to let ya’ know she’s-”

“In a minute, Husker.” He says, taking off and trying to find you. He had to apologize. He had to talk to you and explain himself. But then, that would mean he had to confess.

Confess. Alastor’s smile widened as he thought of the idea. Blush crept from his face all the way down to his neck and his tail was uncontrollably wagging under his coat.

He loved you.

Turns out, Alastor does, and will do feelings.

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“Husker, have you seen her?” After a whole day of looking around the hotel, he couldn’t seem to find you anywhere. 

“Her?” He asks, then immediately realising there could only be one her. “I was trying to tell you, boss. The kid.. The kid passed.”

“What?” His smile falters, eyes twitching, but still keeping his composure.

“Some drunk ass dude got hold of an angelic weapon from the last extermination. She was stabbed on her way back from cannibal town.”

The static in his ears were ringing louder by the second. This wasn’t supposed to happen. No, it wasn’t supposed to end like this. He was only supposed to get rid of his feelings, not you.

This whole plan backfired. It was a mistake. He kept what he hadn’t wanted, and lost what he desired.

-----

Alastor doesn’t do feelings.

He does, but only for you. He keeps his heart closed in hopes you’re still somewhere out there.

Any other demon who tries to get with him, ultimately gets turned down.

Alastor doesn’t do feelings, no; but he does feelings. He saves the romantic kind for you. The platonic ones, however, are open doors now because of you.

Alastor didn’t do feelings, but he does now — in hopes he gets redeemed and can find you in heaven.

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[jangofettjamz]

Are You Okay?

Jenna Ortega x Autistic!Male!Reader

Summary: Jenna noticed you've seemed a little down lately, she intended to find out why.

Themes/Warnings: Abelism

Words: 832

Jenna POV

Y/N's been really quiet lately, I mean more quiet than usual anyway but never like this with me. He's usually never afraid to speak his mind, in fact he's usually brutally honest but now... just silence... and I don't like it one bit. I need to figure out what's wrong.

He's currently building a Lego set upstairs, he's a real collector for that sort of stuff, he has his own room separate from our bedroom that contains his gaming setup, action figure collection and lego collection. To say my Y/N is a nerd would be a massive understatement, but I wouldn't have him any other way because he's absolutely perfect. I make my way over to his other room to try and talk to him and figure out what's bothering him.

I knock on his door twice to announce my arrival "babe you in there?" I call only to be met with a small "mmhmm", not unusual behaviour from him; like I said he's quiet but it worries me none the less. "Can I come in, sweetie?" I ask polity.

"Okay" he says quietly 'whats with the quietness' I thought to myself.

I see him sitting at his desk building some Legos, he said it was a very relaxing hobby for him and gives him a sense of accomplishment. "Hey hon' watcha doing" I say cheerfully and lean down to kiss his temple because I was genuinely happy to see him.

"Building" he says bluntly, seemingly annoyed by my presence.

"I see that, is it from Star Wars? I know you really like--"

"Look Jenna I just wanna be left alone, okay?" He says bluntly, his tone sharp as a knife. He's never spoken to me like this before especially in this harsh tone.

"Y/N, sweetheart what's wrong?" I say a little heartbroken by the way he just spoke to me.

"Nothings wrong just leave me be." He says sharply again, he'd give Wednesday a run for her money honestly.

I noticed the dry tear tracks on his cheeks, he had definitely been crying and by the looks of it, fairly recently too. This would explain his mood. I press on a bit further, determined to find the problem.

"Y/N, are you okay sweetheart?" I say.

He quickly glanced at me then returned his gaze to his Legos "I'm fine" he said but his voice betrayed him as I heard the sadness within it.

"I don't think you are fine, sweetie. You've got tears tracks on your cheeks babe, you're not fine at all, please talk to me baby boy" I say desperately trying to get an answer.

"You wouldn't understand" he says barely above a whisper. I turned his head to face me and cupped his cheeks.

"Please" I say softly.

His eyes turn glassy, wetness forming in them as he sniffles softly "Percy called me retarded" he said quietly.

"WHAT?!" I'm in complete disbelief. Despite my numerous rejections, Percy has been trying to get with me for months but I explained to him that our relationship was professional. He's said and done a lot of things but THIS is unacceptable.

Y/N broke instantly, the tear floodgates had truly opened and were spilling down his face like a dam. He's a fragile person and calling him such a vulgar slur with such malice is disgusting.

"Y/N can I hold you baby" he nodded erratically and threw himself into my arms, burying his face in my neck.

His tears were making my neck wet but it didn't matter he was all that mattered. "Why can't I just be normal?" He sobbed out, anger swelling within me; not towards him but towards Percy Hynes White.

"Shhhh don't say that babe, there's absolutely nothing wrong with you, being autistic doesn't make you less of a person." It seems to calm a bit so I continue to speak while stroking his back. "What he said was absolutely vile, sweetheart and it isn't true. He's everything wrong with the world put into one person and you're the exact opposite of that."

He lifts his face out of my neck. "You don't think I'm retarded?" I felt my heart shatter, Percy really got in his head.

"No sweet boy, you're not retarded. Never think of yourself like that, it breaks my heart that you'd even have to question that." I say with absolutely sincerity.

"You really mean it?" Pull him into a kiss on the lips, we pull away and he got the message that I meant what I said.

He sniffled and wiped his nose. "Thanks babe, you're too kind to me" he says making me chuckle.

"Nonsense you deserve every ounce of love in this world and I'll give you all of mine" I say "C'mere sweetheart" we embrace each other, my lips kissing the top of his head.

"Can I build legos with you" I ask and his eyes brighten and nods enthusiastically which makes me kiss all over his beautiful face. He so wonderful.

My sweet boy.

#jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega x you #jenna ortega #autism #male reader #wednesday #wednesday x reader #wednesday x you #jenna ortega x y/n #wednesday addams #jenna marie ortega

[ludcake]

thinking about the alicent daemon grooming battle over rhaenyra this fine morning. would love to hear more of your thoughts about it

Hello! Sorry for the delay in this ask, I wanted to properly sit down to answer it.

I believe that Alicent's grooming of Rhaenyra - and I must note, before I get insane hatemail, that I believe this is a *possible interpretation of the text*, rather than absolutely definite canon - is very much a result of how young Alicent is when she's brought into court to be Jaehaerys' companion. Alicent, having been groomed by her father to be Queen, having her childhood and humanity removed until she existed only as an object of House Hightower's ambitions in court, is still a girl when Jaehaerys dies - and at that point, as we know, there's rumours he had a sexual relationship with Alicent, and he mistook her for Saera several times.

She's been dealing with that since she was a child - with the idea of sexual promiscuity as whorish, as unacceptable behaviour even for a royal, and, naturally, the idea that *to prepare someone for royalty and rule is to prepare them to function a specific sexual role*. That is to say, she cannot fathom the idea that raising a child does not accompany all that - because, well, grooming is a socially accepted, even socially *necessary* pattern here. Children are wed when they're still children, they're expected to fulfil a reproductive duty to their family that is constantly reinforced - we can see that in the main books.

When Alicent marries Viserys, she's older than Rhaenyra, but not so much that they don't share a comradery - Viserys is much older than her, and she sees in Viserys the image of her own father. She's now Rhaenyra's mother, and Alicent didn't have a mother to raise her - so she tries to raise Rhaenyra the same way her father raised her, because she sees Viserys as negligent and too permissive.

It's important to note that at this point, the Green and Black conflict is much different; the Greens support Rhaenyra's claim here, because they're more scared of Daemon's wilfulness, and generally believe that Alicent can assert herself over Rhaenyra and bear an heir that would marry her. It is noted in F&B that Alicent and Rhaenyra had pretty good relations before their big split, even.

Alicent, then, finds herself in a position of power over Rhaenyra, and seems to groom her - both sexually, so she can serve as Queen to her own yet unborn child, and literally, so she can rule adequately according to Hightower interests - and in that she finds a new freedom she hadn't experienced yet. Through Rhaenyra, she can articulate herself; she can have new sexual experiences, she can have new outlooks on life, she can free herself from being constantly under Otto's power by essentially taking over Otto's role and becoming him, in some way. Rhaenyra is wilful, and she pushes Alicent to be wilful too - because Alicent doesn't know how to be Queen, and Rhaenyra, even though she's a teen, teaches her that by flaunting her status and power.

These are things that Alicent slowly realises. And while Daemon is away, that's fine - that's the state of their relationship. Alicent is preparing Rhaenyra to be Queen, and Alicent is learning to be Queen *with* Rhaenyra - until Daemon is in court, and Rhaenyra is completely taken by him, because she romanticises it. Because Aegon is still a babe, and Daemon *is* charismatic and he is seductive and manipulative and he knows what he's about and Viserys is in this very difficult situation where he loves Daemon so much more than Alicent, but also puhes back against Rhaenyra's relationship with Daemon - and that makes wilful teenage Rhaenyra want Daemon *more*. Alicent can't offer her anything other than a presumed comfort within the structure, she can't get out of the cage - and the initial Black vs Green conflict is about which one of them gets to sit beside Rhaenyra, and which one of them is reading books with her and who is posting who will be her handmaiden and decide who will sleep with her at her bedchambers.

Ultimately, however, Alicent loses - because she gives up on Rhaenyra when the Velaryons push for the Laenor match, and sees her as no longer the best heir with the possibility of Aegon coming and Helaena too. So that pushes Daemon directly to Rhaenyra's side, and Rhaenyra to Daemon's side, to me - and Alicent is still bitter about it, and feels like she put so much into Rhaenyra that *she* is owed the same kind of loyalty that she showed to Otto, that Rhaenyra should be marrying *her* child so by extension Alicent can marry her in the same way that Alicent married Viserys so Otto could marry him.

And that's the thing. Rhaenyra by this point is a grown woman, who was thrown around between so many people, and Daemon can offer her some escape from being suffocated in King's Landing's court. With Daemon, she can be at Driftmark or Dragonstone and she can have Ser Harwin and nurture a secret affair that fits within the heterosexual boundaries of normative love. With Daemon, there's so much more she can do, because Daemon is Viserys' choice, ultimately.

Viserys gives Rhaenyra to Daemon, and Alicent has to go back to being a victim. And that's where she starts to work on her own children, whom we see develop their own *host* of issues.

#.txt #asoiaf #valyrianscrolls #ramblings #pseudodog #ask #tw: grooming

[thejamiei]

I Just Put Mmmmm💋 Yyyyy💋 Life On Hold For

You , Taylor❤️ … ✉️

Tays💋 Babe💋 … 💌

…

When Are Men Ever Going To Learn That Their Foolhardy Pathetic Behaviour Is Unacceptable.

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[cythoughtsnmemories]

11.07.22

Met bf at bugis to try a Vietnamese restaurant. Booo~ but glad that there's 2 shop selling d backpack I wanna get, so got to try on. I got 20% discount cos 7.7 sale. Can't wait for it to arrived. Can use it for my course and upcoming staycation!

Finally tried d curry chicken sandwich and I love it. Heng~ it's not spicy at all cos I weak 😂 tummy can't tahan in morning. I guess d cheese n egg helps reduce any spiciness in d curry chicken. Haven't got chance to meet Della in office, so today we decided to just eat at our canteen. $3.50 seafood soup...damn worth it!

So covid case has been above 9k+ and monkey pox in SG. why not I wfh while I still can. Okay also cos a little sian to go office too haha~ v little pple lah. Wfh also means I gotta meal prep. I have my cold soba w seaweed, egg and seafood tofu.

It's not easy to be bridesmaids seriously. Got to discuss, meet other bridesmaids budget n ensure bride enjoy d bachelorette celebration. Not been a bridesmaid before isn't a good answer or explanation u can't suggest d plan. Anw, we kind of go w my plan. Shall check again in early Aug to confirmed d activity.

I know it's too early to think of my bridesmaids but I really dk who to pick. Everyone seems busy n don't really take initiative to keep the project active. Wait till d day comes bah.

Wanted to cook lunch for bf n his mum but his mum wanted to go woodland blk 15 food industry to get some food, so I went over early. 4 hrs gone, and we settled lunch out. I tot nvm, those ingredients I bought can use to cook Sun lunch. End up his mum wanted to cook satay bee hoon with d gravy she bought ytd. As always, his mum over buy, and now got to eat it for dinner before I go home. Maybe I don't cook at his hse anymore. I had a hard time getting d right portion to cook too.

Planned to go picnic on Sat night w babe. Wanted to try sourdough pizza but contemplating if I should buy vegan food cos bf is trying to go no carbs. In d end he said cheat day HAHAHAHA weee~ bf always let me have happy belly 😝 it's d right choice! The pizza was really satisfying. Imma try d wkday deal someday to try all 4 flavours.

So grateful that bf is open to discuss abt future. Recently I shared an article on 2/3 of divorce was initiate by women due to unacceptable behaviour. I ask bf what's was his list of unacceptable behaviour and I gave mine. Lol I'm d ma fan one. Rmb d last gathering w his friends, bf was so afraid to carry d 7 mths old baby. I was quite affected seeing that. Thinking my husband is not gonna help take care of our baby. How am I suppose d handle when I need help during maternity. Tbh, I'm quite afraid to carry new born. So I shared this concern w him and he laughed. He said if it's his child, he sure dare to carry and he might even toss d baby after a mth. Wts?!! 😂 he is just afraid he injured other pple baby so he refused to carry or interact w kids. Phew~ but now I scared he anyhow toss d baby, omg!! It was a short n sweet dating session before we head back his hse to stayover.

I'm laying on my bed and felt like I can sleep anytime before 11am. Lucky I decided to wfh tmr. Went bouldering this morning w my friends. We hang there for abt 4hrs+, not d 1st time playing but usually went for eock climbing and testing out bouldering afterwards. This time it's fully on bouldering and I used up all my energy. Only had 2 small slice of cake n few cubes of apple in d morning. Now I could still feel numbness in my fingers. Not sure if I'll feel muscle ache tmr. Good luck to me.

[earlyprincess]

Red Lights

Scenarios. Mentions of SMUT.

CW: silhouette challenge (tiktok), 16+, mention of doggy style (mikey), mention of bdsm (mikey), mentions of overstimulation, mention of rough blowjob/throat-fucking (draken), mention of rough fucking (mitsuya), mention of crotch grinding/lap grinding (smiley), mention of stripping (smiley), tell me if I miss something (?)

Requested by the same person as before (*^‧^*) Hope y’all like it! Enjoy!

*this is not proofread*

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Sano “Mikey” Manjiro

It all happened fast on one evening.

Apparently, Toman had just finished a meeting regarding one of Toman’s captain, Pah-chin’s friend and his girlfirend being assaulted on their way home with a gang named Moebius. It was—of course—an unacceptable behaviour for a noble gang like Toman, Mikey surely made the right choice to teach the gang a lesson or two.

When the meeting was over, all members prepared to go home. It was the same for Mikey, not until a message pop up on his phone though. When he saw your username, he immediately unlocked his phone to see the message you sent.

It was a video, actually.

At first, Mikey thought it was just a random funny video you usually found in god knows where. But when he saw the thumbnail that was you, he couldn’t help but wondered. Did you record yourself doing something funny though? Mikey doubts that.

He played the video anyway.

Oh and—fuck you—he wished he would just drive right back to his home.

‘Cuz’ now he found himself walking away from the rest of the members while calling you. Sweat started to appear on his forehead, he felt his body all hot from just waiting a pick up voice—your voice. Fuck you and your antics, always find ways to make him horny—

“Mikey?” Fuck, just your voice and he felt like cumming. “It’s late already. What hap—“

“You wanna know what happened? Fine. You just gave me a boner with your stupid little act and I hope you’re prepared for what’s coming. Bent that ass high and handcuffed your hands, ‘cuz I’m not stopping ‘till you’re bruised.”

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Ken “Draken” Ryuguji

Draken knew it. He should’ve known from the strange red thumbnail he saw on his phone.

He was talking to Mikey about the ambush of Moebius when his phone suddenly vibrates. At first, Draken ignored it ‘cuz he knew he can check it after Mikey finishes. But apparently, Mikey notices the light inside Draken’s pocket. “You should check your phone Ken-chin.”

Draken hesitates, “you sure, Mikey? I can check it after you finished though.”

“No, it’s okay. It’s probably from (Y/N), maybe she needs your help.” Mikey looked to the other side while Draken sees what you sent him.

A video. With a strange red looking thumbnail.

What now? You recorded a summoning of a demon? He played it anyway.

Draken didn’t realize it’s been five minutes since the video stopped and Mikey waving his hand in front of his face. “Ken-chin! KEN-CHIN! What happened!? What is it?—“

“NO!!!” Mikey was taken aback when his friend suddenly screamed and clutching his phone hard, near his heart. Really, what made him scared so much that Mikey failed to take a peek into his phone?

And Draken curses his face for turning pink slowly.

“…you got a fever?” Draken ignored Mikey’s question, while he walks fast avoiding other remaining members. He picks up his Zephyr and guiding it while reviving the engine. When he’s sure he’s far away enough from everyone, he gathered enough courage to call you.

Lines. Fucking lines made him more nervous until—

“Hmm? Ken? What’s up?” Fuck your sleepy voice. Fuck everything else.

“Be ready, babe. Mouth open and wait for me. Oh and make sure your throat’s slick enough. I wanna go hard tonight.”

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Mitsuya Takashi

The meeting has ended and now Mitsuya is talking to Hakkai about the food they gonna get on their way home. Mitsuya thought about getting a burger when suddenly his phone vibrates. He unlocked his phone to see you sent a message.

Before he can open the app, Hakkai screamed. “Taka-chan, let’s just go to the nearby restaurant. They’re having a discount package!” Though Mitsuya’s a little bit disappointed, he lets Hakkai do his things.

When they got to the restaurant, Hakkai being the one who orders while Mitsuya looking for their seats. When Mitsuya waited for Hakkai to finish his orders, he opened the message you sent again. He was surprised to see it was a video, not a text.

Seeing the thumbnail that was you, he thought it was just a video of you doing cute little things.

When he played it, he didn’t see anything cute though.

Rather than cute, he saw your sexy—curved—body doing poses that make him… you know. Bathed in red lights, he couldn’t see what you were wearing. Or is it actually nude? You? Naked? Fuck, now Mitsuya’s legs trembling hard and—

“Taka-chan, you okay? Your face’s all red.”

Mitsuya tried to gain his composure back.

“Yeah. I’m fine.” Mitsuya shifting uncomfortably in his seat, trying to hide his blushing face and his boner. Hakkai slightly notices his leader’s weird behaviour though, but he decided to ignore it.

Moments passed and Mitsuya tried. He tried. To be calm again. To not be bothered by what he just saw.

But fuck. He couldn’t resist you.

With a swift, he exited the restaurant. Hakkai was calling him when he revived his Impulse. He searched for your contact and began to call you. Long lines made him impatient and ready to just drive into your house when suddenly your voice came out.

“Mitsuya? What is it?”

Fucking slut—

“You ready, babe? Legs open wide and make yourself wet first. You won’t come to school tomorrow.”

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Kawata “Smiley” Nahoya

The ambush of Moebius is decided and Toman will go all out on August 3rd.

Nahoya, being the one excited for the event, deicided to warm up by playing some brutal online game with Souya. Before they got to their motorcycles, Nahoya makes a bet with Souya; whoever lose must buy the groceries every morning for a week.

While his brother grumpily agreed, Nahoya phone vibrates. His revived engine got forgotten when he unlocked his phone to see you sent him a message. “Nii-chan, you’re coming?” Nahoya waved a hand at him to wait for a minute while he reads your message.

There was no message, only a video with you smiling on the thumbnail. Thinking it was just you doing some tiktok’s dancing, he played it immediately. At first it was just you, smiling and doing cute poses. Until the middle of the video, you stayed in one pose and the screen suddenly turns red.

And you start to do sexy poses.

One of them being grinding on the walls.

Fuck, Nahoya wishes it’s his crotch you grind on.

He didn’t realize he drools until Souya punched his shoulder. Eyes squinting, he eyed his brother’s suddenly strange behaviour. Thinking it was because of the video, he tried to peek over his shoulder. Nahoya locked his phone quickly and told Souya that he canceled the bet.

“You go home first. I have other things to do.”

While Souya still thought that his brother acted weirdly, Nahoya paid no mind. He guides his motorcycle away from the rest of the members and began to call you. Grinning widely, the long lines just made his excitement grows he felt he can explode.

“Nahoya? Babe?”

That’s it. That’s my bitch’s voice.

Nahoya felt his whole body shivered.

“I saw your video. Wanna grind on my lap instead? Also, you can provide a good stripping before that.”

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[getouswh0re]

pairing: kirishima eijirou x reader

genre: yandere, unhealthy relationships, gaslighting, peer pressure, blackmailing, mentions of school bullying, power play

synopsis: all you want is a peaceful languid life free of trouble, yet everything spirals downhill when a certain redhead wanders into your life out of nowhere. Worst of all, he isn’t planning to leave you for good.

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one

“What is it that you want to ask me, Kirishima?” The spiky redhead sucks in a deep breath, feeling the rhythmic thrumming of his heart rising to a crescendo as he shoots a nervous glance at a nearby bush where his squad is hiding. It is going to be alright, he reminds himself. You have practiced the confession with Sero and Kaminari over and over again, all that’s left is for you to say the exact words in front of y/n again!

“I ... I know we have only been friends for a short while y/n, but I really like you! And I was thinking if there would be a chance for the two of us to try things out. Please ... please be my girlfriend! I promise I’ll make you the happiest person on the entire planet!”

For a while, silence dominates the air, leaving you shell-shocked and an extremely flustered Kirishima who turns his head away, refusing to stare at you in the eye. He cognises that this confession must’ve given you quite a bit of shock, yet he is willing to wait for you to reciprocate his feelings no matter how long it takes. Squeezing his eyes shut as he clasps his palms together, the redhead feels like he is waiting for your reply — akin to an answer from the heavens. Not until you open your mouth and what seems like an iridescent future for him has reduced to dust.

“I’m sorry Kiri ... I like you too, but I don’t think of you romantically.”

It takes you forever to muster up the courage you need to politely reject the bubbly redhead; and in all honesty, you can already feel your conscience berating you for doing so. Admittedly, Kirishima is a wonderful guy — with a bright personality, amazing quirk that would guarantee him a promising future in the hero industry. You, on the other hand, have a somewhat decent quirk as well; yet despite everyone around gushing about how great it would be for you to become a hero, your resolve towards being one isn’t as strong as your fellow classmates in UA. And you don’t want your thoughts to affect the other students in striving towards their ultimate goal. 

Including Kirishima Eijirou.

“... why?” Pangs of guilt shoot through your heart when you hears the redhead choking back sobs. “Why can’t we give one another a chance to work things out? Am ... am I not good enough? Did I annoy you? Or do you hate my hair? I — I can dye it whatever colour you want! Just to make you happy ...” 

“It’s not like that Kiri.” You place a hand on his hunched shoulders, attempting to cheer up his dejected spirit. 

“You are not annoying, nor did your behaviour put me off. You are a really nice guy to be honest, and you deserve a lot more. I’m not like you or the others ... I just want to live a normal life, and I don’t want my mentality of not being a hero to affect the rest of you who work so hard to reach for the stars. Plus, I’m sure you’ll meet a lot more amazing people like you out there once you become a professional hero ... and perhaps, you’ll find someone more deserving of your kindness and love. I wish for your happiness Kiri ... may you have the best of things coming your way in life.” 

With that, you spill out apologies one after the other, leaving the heartbroken hero-in-training behind. 

two 

Never would you have imagined that the act of turning down Kirishima’s confession eventually bites back at you like karma. 

Soon after the incident happens, words about how you reject the redhead has spread its way around the school like wildfire. Within the span of a day, you’ve become the number one gossip of the campus; wherever you go, dozens of eyes would trail after you as if they are lurking predators and you being the prey.

Many shoot you harsh dirty looks, raising their voices every time you saunter through the corridor about what an ungrateful, insolent bitch you are to break poor Kirishima’s heart into shambles. 

Insults are thrown your way, slips of paper filled with harsh messages flood your locker; and once in a while, some students would purposely stand in your way, intentionally bumping their shoulders into yours and shoving you out of the way. Even your own classmates from class A whom you’ve gone through thick and thin with side with the disconsolate male, muttering about how all of this would’ve been avoidable if you’d simply said ‘yes’. 

School has become an absolute nightmare for you for the next couple of weeks; and to make matters worse, the school authority doesn’t do much to alleviate the situation, merely giving verbal warnings about how bullying on school grounds is unacceptable before moving on with settling their own matters. You’ve tried to ignore everything that happens in school, you really did. Yet with the weight of it all come crushing down upon your shoulders, you eventually find yourself teetering on the brink of suffering from a mental breakdown. 

For countless nights you would cry yourself to sleep, burying yourself beneath layers of blankets in order to forget about the pain. Still, it does nothing to alleviate your suffering and you wake up to find the dark circles under your eyes growing bigger with each passing day. The vicious cycle continues, with you trapped in the centre of it. Perhaps this is your punishment after all — your consequence for hurting a fellow classmate who is loved by everyone. 

And maybe it’s about time you fix your mistakes before it is too late. 

“Kiri ...” You bow deeply as an apology at the surprised redhead when you manage to drag him out of the classroom during break time under the prying eyes of everyone poking their heads out from the corridor, brushing aside the mean comments reverberating in the air. 

“I’ve been thinking about it ... and I realise I’m wrong. Maybe I was too quick to jump to conclusions, maybe it wouldn’t hurt to give things a try. I’m ... I’m sorry for hurting your feelings, and yes. Let’s give this relationship a try, shall we?” 

Oddly enough, the bullying vanishes into thin air once words are spread around the school that the two of you are dating. 

three

Being in a relationship with the boisterous redhead isn’t as bad as you had imagined, but you wish there is something you could do to get yourself out of this mess. Kirishima isn’t a terrible lover at all; he has been nothing but loving, kind and openly affectionate with you at all times. You would’ve regarded him as the perfect partner for life — if not the fact that he pries a bit too much about your personal space and social circle, making you utterly uncomfortable. 

You totally understand his intentions, albeit thinking that it would’ve been better if he knows not to cross certain boundaries. Regardless, every time you try to bring the subject up, Kirishima would invariably find a way to divert the topic of discussion. Still, you need to make sure he understands the message; and so comes a certain night, when you decide to sit down and settle matters with your boyfriend. 

“Eijirou, we ... we need to talk.” 

“What do you want to talk about babe?” 

“I ... I think I need a break — for this relationship I mean.” Hearing that, the redhead’s smile falters. 

“Why? I ... I thought everything was going perfectly! You’re happy, I’m happy. Isn’t that good enough for you?” 

With tears squeezed forth from the pro hero’s waterline, he lunges forth to grab at your arms, nails digging a bit deeper into your skin than a normal lover should. Despite wincing at the pain, you shift your gaze away from your crying boyfriend, reminding yourself of the inordinate number of occurrences that Kirishima has guilt-tripped you into pushing your boundaries. Seeing the unfazed expression on your face only makes chagrin seethe in the redhead’s chest even more. You love him just as much as he loves you, right? Why would you go to such lengths to destroy everything? Why would you risk all that there is to tear yourself away from his life? 

“Tell me babe ...” The rawness laced in his voice is more than evident to drive your frozen heart on the verge of breaking, his unanswered pleas coming out as a broken record. “Do you hate me that much ... that you want to leave?” 

Taking your silent nodding as a yes, Kirishima’s chest aches more than ever. Being a professional hero is never easy; the weight upon his shoulders increases excruciatingly as he steadily climbs up the ranks. Together with shouldering the guilt of the lives he once failed to save, the suffocation is immense. You are his elixir, his solace every time he returns home battered and utterly drained day after day of repetitive villain fighting. Your presence is all that it takes to save him, and he has become a hero — your hero. He has dedicated his all to protect the city.

So why couldn’t you just do the same for the sake of his sanity? 

“... I understand.” Pulling himself out of his pensive mindset, the redhead finally compromises. “But I have one last request: there would be a hero gala this Friday, and all I want is for the two of us to go as a couple for one last time before this relationship ends. Would ... would that be fine with you?” 

You agree without hesitation, relief surging through you as if a weight has been lifted off your chest. Your wishes have finally been answered, and freedom is just within arm’s reach. 

Or so you thought. 

four 

You hate him for putting you in the limelight. 

Still, you are to blame as well. Perhaps you shouldn’t have been so gullible in the first place, believing that Kirishima Eijirou is a man of his world. 

Staring at yourself in the mirror, a wry grin adorns your face as a team of makeup artists and hair stylists prepares you for the grand wedding, gushing about how lucky you are to charm your way into the chivalrous redhead’s heart and the privilege for you to be his one and only blushing bride (except that all of this is out of your own will — more like enforced onto you). Despite being dressed in the most elegant wedding gown you’ve ever seen and having your features accentuated with powdery makeup, you don’t feel elated to the slightest. Most girls would be thrilled on their wedding days, yet you couldn’t even bring yourself to smile. 

If you had unveiled Kirishima’s lies, would all of these happen in the first place? 

“Everyone ... there is something I would like to announce.” Having said that, the hero gives your hand a gentle squeeze whilst the two of you walk onto the podium situated at the centre of the banquet hall where the gala is held. Thinking that the redhead is about to reveal the breakup to the others, you don’t have much on your mind at that particular moment — that is. 

Not until the entire outcome of the jamboree changes completely when Kirishima gets to his knees without warning and pulls out a shimmering diamond ring before you even get to scream at him about what the fuck is going on. 

“y/n ...” Deceptively adoring eyes that make your stomach churn bore into the depths of your betrayed ones as the redhead shamelessly plays his trickster part well, ignoring your hushed protests while he pulls off an elaborate performance in front of the party guests, his sinister intentions masked beneath the innocent smile and corny confession of love. 

“For as long as I could remember, we have been with each other through highs and lows. You are everything to me and I wish I could cherish this bond for a lifetime ... would you make me the happiest man on earth — and marry me?” 

That son of a bitch —

Following that, claps and cheers resonate in the expanse of the arena, overshadowing the choked sobs ripped from none other than your throat. You should’ve expected this, for a lovesick bastard like Kirishima to resort to such abject measures when he runs out of options to make you stay by his side, forcing you to accept his proposal under the pressure of the gathering crowd. 

You hate him.

You despise him more than anyone else. That said, it isn’t like you have a choice to get yourself out of this predicament; and with a heavy heart, you could only follow along the scripted play, feigning tears of joy as you reluctantly mumble your response. A cheeky smile stretches across your fiancé’s face as he does what every engaged couple would do: slipping the ring onto your finger and showering you with kisses whilst surrounded by incessant blessings of fellow pro heroes and friends alike. 

“You look stunning today, love.” Catching a glimpse of slicked vermilion hair, you cannot think of an alternative response other than flashing the grinning groom a prominent scowl. “Now don’t give me a face like that. It’s our wedding day, we should be happy right —”

“Cut the bullshit.” You spit with raging fury, tears rolling down your face as you back away from your husband-to-be. “You’ve ruined my happiness and my future, yet you have the audacity to act like this? To be all smiles in front of me? I never want to be with you in the first place Kirishima Eijirou! Hell — I never want to date you!” 

Your words pierce his throbbing heart, but the redhead can’t care less. Taking a step closer at a time, he easily towers over you; tenderly caressing your stained cheeks, Kirishima gives his final warning. 

“Love, it’s my word over yours. Who do you think people would believe? An up-and-rising pro hero, or a civilian like you? Also, even if you manage to leave me, how long do you think you can sustain your own living out there? I wonder if anyone would hire you ... if I told them every bit of info I have on you —“

Pupil-blown and legs shaking, you fall limply beneath his intense stare. 

“You ... you wouldn’t dare!” 

“Oh yes I would.” Pressing a kiss to your forehead, Kirishima saunters out of the door. “Now ask your stylists to touch up on your makeup, wouldn’t want to look like a crying mess on your special day. Would you?” 

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[kitsuragied]

running low

I wrote this in forty-five minutes last night and actually edited it today! can you believe it? no neither can I. anyways this one’s for the girls aka @neptrabbit and her amazing headcanons. contains hamgelica but it’s not the main focus of the story, just some general fluff featuring alex & co.’s terrible habits. mention of past jefferson/hamilton and jefferson/angelica. please enjoy.

“Oh hey Peggy,” Alexander says blearily, looking up from the mound of books, papers, loose pens and assorted office supplies he’s buried in. The youngest Schuyler sister smiles cheerily at him despite the late hour as she enters, shutting the door behind her with her heel. Catching sight of his giant mug of coffee (a gift from Eliza, who immediately regretted enabling his all-nighters) and smaller, empty ones scattered around him, she laughs. “Coffee? That’s gonna give you a heart attack someday and then I’ll get to say I told you so as you die on the floor,” she says. Alex rolls his eyes. “Sugar is sooooo much better,” she continues. “I’ve still got a fuckton of Halloween-sized assorted bags and Laf bought me some peppermints and Skittles so I’m all set. Didn’t even have to buy any myself!”  Ah, he thinks, so that’s why she bounded into my study at- a glance at the digital watch on his wrist- one A.M. in the morning. 

“Pegs, that shit will kill you too,” he grumbles. She shrugs. “Maybe, but for now I’m hyper as hell, feeling GREAT and I’m actually going to get some work done!” He watches her plop onto a beanbag in the corner and promptly fall out, giggling. “Oops!” The next few tries all end up the same way and around the fifth time she gives up, spreading her papers on the floor and lying down in front of them. Alexander sighs and goes back to work.

It only lasts for about five minutes (well, he thinks five minutes, time is a foreign concept to his coffee-soaked, exhausted mind) before another Schuyler bursts in. “Cowards!” Angelica Schuyler crows, computer held aloft. “You’re all weak-minded cowards. Coffee, sugar? I rely on nothing. I get by on sheer force of will and spite alone.”

“Hey babe,” Alex says, not looking up. She laughs, seating herself on the other side of Alex’s desk. “Hello, dear. I see we’re both at it again.” 

There’s a loud huff from the floor. “We’ll see how well your ‘spite’ holds up when it’s five A.M. and you’ve spent all your energy keeping yourself awake,” she says. Angelica’s eyes glint, and even Alexander looks up at this. Just like him, Angelica Schuyler does not take challenges lightly. 

“Oh, you’re on.” 

And that’s how Elizabeth Schuyler finds them six hours later, wandering the halls looking for them. “Hey guys?” she calls as she swings Alex’s study door open. “You guys it’s breakfast ti-” She stops short. Peggy’s lying sprawled on the floor, face in her papers, snoring, stray candy wrapper in her hair. Alexander is still at it, just barely, mumbling incoherently and attempting unsuccessfully to lift a pen, nose brushing the desk.

And Angelica. Angelica’s face is scrunched up in determination, fingers still typing away at her keyboard, locked into focus even though her eye is twitching and she’s vibrating slightly. “Uh, Angie?” Eliza asks softly, stepping forward. “Angie? Hello?” 

Eliza has to physically wave her hand in front of the computer screen to get Angelica to snap out of it. Even then, she can tell she’s having trouble concentrating on her sister’s form in front of her for a few seconds until she suddenly seems to snap to attention.

“Did I make it?” she asks immediately. Not waiting for an answer, she looks around the room- first across the desk, where Alexander is still muttering, and then at the floor, at Peggy passed out on top of her French homework. 

“YES!” she shouts. Alexander jolts, and Eliza rushes to his side. 

“Oh my goodness, you all didn’t just try to out-sleep-deprive each other, did you?” she asks, worried.

“No, no, no, ‘liza dear,” Alex mutters, words still slurred, slouching in his chair. “It was just an- an exper- expurmint, we were looking at what’s most effective to keep people awake.” Eliza raises an eyebrow. “Really, Liz! We had- we had the- what is it? The varbles and everything,” he protests. The fact that his voice is barely above a mumble doesn’t help his case. “We were testing candy, coffee and- uh- what was it you said, Ang? Oh yeah something about, like, was it sp- spat- no- no, it was sprite? Uh-” 

“Spite?” Eliza offers. 

“Yeah! Yeah, spite.” 

Eliza sighs. “I can’t believe you roped Peggy into your little workaholic club,” she says. Alex shrugs. “Wa’n my fault. Pegz just wants to impress Laf. Plus she didn’t pay attention in class b’cuz Maria sits in front of her so she waited till the last minute to do her stuff.” 

“I-” Eliza takes a deep breath. “Okay. We’ll unpack all that later. For now- do you have an excuse? Were you trying to impress Washington or something?” 

Alex just shrugs. “I gotta get shit done,” he says. It isn’t much of an explanation, but Eliza can sense she won’t be able to get much more out of him, so she rounds on Angelica. “What about you?” 

Angelica shrugs too. “Gotta get shit done.” 

Eliza takes another deep breath. “Jesus, you guys. I almost wish either of you were still dating Jefferson so I could call him in here and get him to chew you out.” 

Angelica offers a guilty smile. “I could leave and then come back in again and yell at Alex?” 

“No, silly, you did this too,” Eliza reminds her. “I’m very mad at both of you.” She closes Angelica’s computer and walks over to Alex’s side of the desk, slowly sliding his papers out from under him. “You two are going to come and have breakfast, and then you’re going to take a nap. And then you’re going to never do this again.”

“But Liiiiiiiiiiizaaaaaaa,” Alex whines, trying to pull the papers back towards him. 

“No. No ‘buts’. This is unacceptable.” She tries to put on a stern face. It doesn’t work well. Alex just pouts harder, and she can see Angelica edging closer to the computer out of the corner of her eye. 

“I see you, Angie. Out. Breakfast is laid out in the dining hall- you know, on second thought I’ll just bring it to your bedroom. Go. Now.” Alex screws up his face. 

“What about Peggy?” 

“Peggy is asleep right now. She’s also younger, and more susceptible to these sorts of behaviours. You two know better.” Alex could have sworn he saw Peggy stick her tongue out from behind Eliza’s back at that, but she’s back to her sleep face in a second. He huffs. “Fine,” he says, petulantly. Angelica follows him out silently. 

Alex has a room in the Schuylers’ mansion, but he doesn’t sleep there much anymore, and even though neither he nor Angelica speak as they walk through the halls, they’ve both set a course for Angelica’s bedroom.

He stumbles slightly on a patch of carpet and Angelica grabs his shoulders quickly, holding him upright. He sighs, leaning into her touch, feeling her pull him closer. “C’mon,” she mutters. “We’re almost there.” 

They are, indeed, almost there, and they reach her bedroom without further incident. Angelica goes straight for her bed, collapsing onto the soft duvet and closing her eyes, sighing happily. Alex follows, making an attempt to spoon her from behind, but he’s too small and too tired to make an attempt to figure it out and she ends up turning, pulling him in and tangling their legs together, laughing quietly. He just snuggles closer, arms around her, and tries to let himself drift. Normally it’s hard for him to relax, let alone sleep, but there’s a fog of exhaustion and caffeine crash dulling his normally ever-active mind, and Angelica’s so warm, and she smells so nice, and he finds himself falling asleep before he knows it.

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Eliza taps Peggy gently on the forehead. “Wake up, dear,” she murmurs. Peggy stirs, cracks one eye open. There’s a glint in her smile that clues her in immediately. “Peggy!” she admonishes, smacking her sister lightly. “You can’t just fake sleep to avoid consequences!” Peggy just grins, mischievous as always, but her eyes are tinged with bleariness, and Eliza picks her up with little effort or protest, nudging the study door open with her foot and carrying her out. Peggy hmms softly, shifts in her arms, and falls asleep again.

Eliza deposits her sister softly on her bright-yellow bed, making sure to tuck her in just lightly enough so she can still move around, and leaves, shutting the door with a quiet clunk. Once she’s outside, she leans on the doorframe for a moment, smiling. Her sisters- and a certain sister’s boyfriend- may be absolutely impossible, but she loves them anyways. 

By the time she enters Angelica’s bedroom with two plates of eggs and bacon, Alexander’s there just like she expected him to be, and they’re cuddling on the bed, wrapped in each other, not awake enough to have pulled the blankets over them. She sets the plates down on Angelica’s nightstand as quiet as she can and exits.

#hamgelica #angelica schuyler #alexander hamilton #running low #my writing #hamilton fanfiction #hamilton the musical #i'd like to specify it's not rpf #please enjoy

[ohsugar-honey-iced-tea]

A drunken mess pt. 1

Ina has had too much to drink. Welcome to a very drunk Ina! I had fun writing her like this, and I hope you will like it too. It's a little short, but I did my best.

Enjoy!

@kulaykape @citybornchick @thedaft1 @kwekwek @astrangeandunusualgirl @domakir @dopeyouth

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Ina and Bella were sitting in their livingroom together. Bella couldn't even look at Ina, she was way too mad at her for that. "Sweetheart, come on, please talk to me" but she was greeted with an angry glare. Ina had been keeping Bella awake all night, because it might have been possible that she had a few too much drinks. And you couldn't exactly call it 'tipsy', no, she was DRUNK. Bella had never seen Ina drunk before, and man did she wish she hadn't last night.

"Come on babe... what all happened last night that made you so upset? I mean it couldn't have been that bad, right?"

That got Bella's attention.

"Well, where do you want to start? Crying over seatbelts, worrying about yout feet or keeping me up all night? Let me tell you exactly what happened"

...

It was almost 1am when Ina and Bella came home. They had game night over at Lillians place. Appearantely it's tradition for Ina and Lillian to do a sort of drinking game together. Bella had a long day of classes tomorrow, so she passed. However, it was Ina'a day off tomorrow, so she and Lillian started playing. Lillian was winning the game, and only had to take tree shots. Ina, however, took so many shots that Bella lost count.

When Bella sat Ina down in the car, she was unsurprisingly happy. For some reason, she kept telling Bella about how great she found the bouncy balls in her childhood, and then all of the sudden started crying.

"What's wrong, Ina?"

*sniff* "I-I just realised....."

"What?"

".....MY FAVORITE BOUNCY BALL WAS LOST IN A TERRIBLE ACCIDENT. I ACCIDENTELY DROPPED IT OUT OF THE CAR WINDOW WHILE SHOWING IT THE WORLD AND MY PARENTS DIDN'T EVEN STOP TO GRAB IT"

*starts ugly crying while not even being in the car for 4 minutes*

'Oh, this will be a long, long night' Bella thought, while preparing herself for what would happen when they got home.

...

When they finally arrived home, Bella stepped out of the car, but found Ina struggling with the seatbelt.

"BABE HELP, THERE IS A BLACK SNAKE TRYING TO KEEP ME HERE FOR EVER-"

"Babe, that's just your seatbelt--"

"I'M TOO YOUNG TO GET KILLED BY A SNAKE" *starts crying again* "okay, let's get you out of here." Bella helps Ina get out of the car, and Ina supports herself on her while trying to get to the door. By this time, Ina's vision was blurry.

"BABE HELP, THERE ARE TREE DOORS, WHAT IF ITS A TRAP AND I WALK IN THE WRONG DOOR AND I'LL BE FORCED TO MAKE PUPPITS OUT OF POTATOES FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE?"

"What are you talking about?? Just follow me, and try to be quiet, it's almost 1.30!"

"I AM QUIET' *puts finger on her lips* "SHHHHHHHHHHH" "...babe, next time I could go for fewer saliva" she said as she wiped her face clean.

Dexter woke up from the loud sounds coming from Ina, and hid himself behind the table from her.

Bella managed to open the door, and made Ina sit down on the couch. "Oh my.... this sure is a lovely couch" Ina said, as she started sitting on it in a lot of stupid positions. She managed to get her legs pointing to the ground, arms over her head and head upside down, so she basically sat 180° wrong on the couch.

"Babe, what on earth are you doing?"

"Just thinking..... DO YOU REMEMBER SCAR FROM THE LION KING? HE WAS VERY MISUNDERSTOOD"

"Ina, let's sit up straight first, and then-"

But Bella was interrupted by Ina. She stood up, grabbed a pear from the fruitbowl to use as a microphone, and started singing.

"BE PREPARED FOR THE DEATH OF THE KING! BE PREPARED, BE PREPAAAA- OOF!!!"

She accidentely bumped into the dining table, and falling backwards. She fell on her back, before Bella. She could only see Bella's feet before her eyes.

".....BABE HELP, MY FEET FELL OF!"

"Those are my feet, you idiot!"

"THEN WHY DO YOU HAVE FOUR FEET?"

"Babe, there are only 2-"

"MY GIRLFRIEND IS TURNING INTO A SPIDER! HOW CAN I EVER KISS AND LOVE YOU NOW"

Tears started to form in Ina's eyes again.

".....okay we need to sober you up, now! How about some coffee and crackers?"

"......crackers?" Ina got an annoyed look in her eyes "We're in the middle of a serious problem and your solution is crackers?"

"Not just crackers..." she takes a bag of animal crackers out of the food cabinet. "Animal crackers!!"

Ina shot up from the floor, eyes wide at the bag of animal crackers and started to smile. "ANIMAL CRACKERSSSSSS" she took the bag, but accidentely dropped it. "NOOO!! YOU DROPPED THEM!! NOW THE ANIMALS WILL BE PARALISED FOREVER!" Bella started to see tears in Ina's eyes again, and quickly got the bag off the ground and got her some. "Here, and drink some coffee." "Thanks, pal!" Bella facepalmed herself, wishing she were in bed.

...

"Okay, Ina. It's 3.20. It's not funny anymore, we're going to bed." Dexter gave Bella a thankful look, as he started walking towards his pillow, ready to snuggle up with his squeaky pear. However, Ina had other plans. "Bella, I am your proffesol- proffersena- pruffen--- I TEACH YOU! SO YOU SHALL LISTEN TO ME!" Ina got a serious look on her face. "Bella..... I. Am. Your. Father" and she shook her arms as if she was holding a lightsaber. "Ina no! It's no time to act like Darth Vader!" "Whyy do all the villains wear masks? It's so strange...." oh no. Bella could see where this was going. Ina placed her right hand on the right side of her face, and started to sing. "LOVEEE MEEEEE.... THAT'S ALL I ASK OF... NOOOOOO DO NOT LOOK AT MY FACE!" At this point, Bella wasn't sure if she wanted to scream or laugh.

...

"BABE REMEMBER ALF? HE WAS FROM MELMAC AND ATE CATS! HE WAS SO COOL!"

"Ina, that was popular decades ago! I'm not going to talk to you about Alf when it's 4.30 in the morning!"

"I'M BATMAAAANNN-" Ina said in a deep voice.

"THAT'S IT WE'RE GOING TO BED NOW"

...

After Bella finally got Ina into bed, she was hopeful that she had fallen asleep. But unfortunately, she wasn't that lucky.

"Do you know what's a funny word?" Ina said excitedly.

Bella groaned. "What?"

"GEODE! LIKE FROM GEOGRAPHY!"

"Ina, please, just close your-"

"GEEEEEODE.....GEE..ODE...GE! ode..."

Ina tapped Bella on her shoulder

"Bella, Bella! GEODE! ISN'T THIS JUST WONDERFUL? GEOMETRY WAS SO UNDERRATED, IT MUST HAVE BEEN BULLIED BY MATHS AND BIOLOGY. IT HAD A RELATIONSHIP WITH SCIENCE, BUT SCIENCE FELL IN LOVE WITH PHYSICS AND THEY RAN AWAY TOGETHER"

"INA IT'S ALMOST 5 AM! PLEASE JUST GO TO SLEEP"

She heard Ina sniffle.

".....do you still love me?"

"Of course I do. With every inch of my body. But for now I just want to sleep"

Ina started poking Bella's face.

"Ooooohhhh look at this face. Look at those. I loveeeeee this face"

She started biting her face

"INA STOP DON'T BITE ME"

"BUT YOU'RE DELICIOUS"

"JUST GO TO SLEEP, INA"

...

When it was 5.45, Ina finally went to sleep. Bella got 1 and a half hour of sleep, not being able to sleep any more because of Ina's snoring. Normally she didn't snore, but she did if she was this drunk. So, she went to their couch and joined Dexter in the livingroom. He looked at her with sad eyes when he heard Ina's snores coming out of the bedroom.

"I'm sorry, buddy. Come here"

And with that, Dexter joined her on the couch and they tried to get a little bit of sleep.

...

After hearing from Bella how she was last night, she hid her face in her hands. "Bella, I'm sorry-" "you made Dexter cranky! Just look at the poor thing!" Ina looked over at Dexter, and he was looking very angry at her. "I'm not mad, I just need a moment now" and with that, she dissapeared in the bedroom.

Ina looked at the floor, frowning. The she stood up, got some pain killers, and started walking towards Dexter.

"Come on, Dex... you can't be that mad at me too, right?" But Dexter walked away from her. 'Well, Kingsley, you know what they say. Dissapoint a dog... and you are a pathetic loser' she thought to herself. She needed to make it up to Bella. So she grabbed her wallet and keys, and went out to buy a few things for Bella.

...

A few hours later, Bella came out of the livingroom with Dexter walking besides her, after they both have taken a much needed nap.

"Ina? Where are you?"

Ina appeared, and she had a big teddy bear with a heart that said 'I love you beary much' and a box of chocolates in one hand, and a bag ful of dog treats in the other hand.

"Hello, everyone. I apologise for how I've been acting last night. I've had too much to drink, and it made me show unacceptable behaviour. I'm sorry." She said this, and had the biggest pout on her face.

".....how can I stay annoyed with you when you are this cute? Come here."

Bella openee her arms, and Ina gladly went to her. She picked Dexter up and gave him a kiss on his nose.

"I do hope you can forgive me, buddy"

Dexter looked a long time at Ina, but gave her a lick on her cheek after a while. Ina and Bella started to chuckle.

"I'll take that as a yes, then."

Together, they enjoyed a happy and cuddly day. Ina made Bella promise to stop her from drinking this much next time.

"You are a big girl, I'm sure you can handle yourself."

"Well, appearantely not, otherwise my hangover wouldn't be this bad."

"Another thing that might help is pearjuice, they say the sweet flavors take the pain away" Bella said, and gave her a bottle of pearjuice."

"Well, you know what they say" Ina said. "A pear a day keeps the hangover away"

"How's that working for you now?"

"....no comment"

The end

#ina x mc #ina kingsley #choices #fluff

[saedii-gilwraeth-simp]

Arsinoe&Billy 4 🤗🤗

This one was fun. Also the child of forced Heterosexuality™ was fun to write!

Teacher/Single Parent AU

Arsinoe has to say, that of all the students she teaches, the one who is simultaneously her favourite and also her least favourite was Mary Chatworth. The young blonde girl was bright and as sharp as a whip but also seemed to be the most pissed at the world and questioned every single thing any authority figure said to her. Which was fine with Arsinoe (she remembers being seventeen and traumatised) but made it extraordinarily difficult for her to teach the course content on time. 

But, she wasn’t going to call Mary’s parents. Getting a young women in trouble for wanting knowledge wasn’t her style.

Which was why she was surprised when she got a phone call from Mary’s father. He had simply requested a meeting with her and that was that.

He was waiting by the office building and turned to her when she approached. She was almost thrown off balance for a second as he watched her approach with his deep hazel eyes. Still, she remained professional and reached a hander out.

“Hi, you must be William. I’m Arsinoe, Mary’s legal studies teacher,” she says as he takes her hand a shakes. His hand is warm and smooth and he flashes her a blinding white smile.

“Just Billy is fine. Only my mother calls me William. Shall we?” He says with a warm voice and gestures for them to go. She nods and lets him fall into step with her.

“So, I was surprised to hear from you. I saw no reason to contact you regarding Mary so I have to ask why you wished to speak to me?” She asks, turning into her classroom and taking a seat at on of the desks. Billy sits across from her with a sigh.

“I got a call from a Mr. Arron saying her behaviour was unacceptable and I should ask any of Mary’s other teachers and they would say the same thing. You’re her favourite teacher so I was hoping you could enlighten me to her behaviour. I’m really worried about her lately…,” he trails off and she shoots him a confused look. He catches it and sighs again, running a hand through his clean cut blonde hair, “her mum and I split up amicably when she was younger but lately she’s not reacting well to Christine’s partner. I really am hoping Mr. Arron is wrong,” he says nervously and Arsinoe laughs.

“Don’t tell him I said this, because I have to see him at family lunch on Saturdays, but Arron is wrong most of the time. Mary is fine, she wants knowledge and asks a lot of questions, which can make it hard to move onto the next topic, but one should never fault a student, especially a young woman, for wanting to learn more. Arron’s just a tool,” she says with a smile. Billy laughs quietly.

“And you’re related to Arron? Who you just called a tool?”

“He and my sister drunkenly eloped years ago, I still haven’t forgiven him for not inviting me,” she shrugs. He laughs again, gentle lines forming around his eyes.  “Oh and feel free to tell him you talked to me when you go see him. I have the power of making him sleep on the couch whenever I want so…,” they laughed again.

“Well, I might go see him now,” Billy says standing. Arsinoe stands with him and shakes his hand. “I’ll make sure to pass on your information to him. Thank you for being so gracious with Mary, she really does enjoy your classes,” he goes to walk away and she is almost sad to see him go until he turns back to her and seems to pause as if considering what to say. Finally, he seems to work it out. “Feel free to say no, but would you like to go to dinner with me sometime? As a date?”

Arsinoe doesn’t let her happy surprise show on her face and instead moves to her desk at the back of the room, grabbing a pen and a slip of paper.

“I would like that. Here’s my number,” she scrawls it quickly and hands it off to him. “Have fun telling Pietyr he’s wrong.”

~

It seems that no-one in her family realised that Mary Chatworth noticed everything, even with her head in a book. She knew that her mum liked women before her new step-mother came into the picture, she knew her grandmother became less of a bigot after her grandfather died.

And she knew her dad was seeing someone new, and it was going well, considering he had been going on dates with obviously the same person for the last 6 months. Which led her to her current predicament. She was spying.

She had been steadily following her dad in traffic, staying two cars back so he didn’t notice she was following. Eventually he dropped his car off with a valet at a fancy restaurant - too fancy for her to have ever been taken to. Still, she gets lucky when her dad is seated in front of the window. He orders something with the server and waits, so she waits.

Her phone dings and she looks over at it.

Message from Mum: How’s the stakeout going? Also, will you be home in time for dinner?

She texts back, Boring, Dad’s still waiting, and probably not but could you put a plate in the microwave in case?

Message from Mum: Will do. Also, tell me if she looks interesting so I can tease Billy about it later. Love you

She snorts and throws her phone down on the passenger seat, watching her dad in the restaurant again. Finally, she sees him smile and stand, kissing a woman who approaches him. She is as tall as him with dark hair chopped around her chin and when they pull away Mary is stunned.

“Holy fucking shit,” she whispers to the empty car before lifting her phone and snapping a photo, sending it off to her Instagram group chat.

Somehow the HBIC (MChat) to Mary is the only Responsible One™: Are y’all seeing what I’m seeing?

Evil Twin Uno to Mary is the only Responsible One™: is that your dad on a date with ms. queen? holy shit bro

Evil Twin Dos to Mary is the only Responsible One™: crap dude are you okay?

Self-proclaimed Dingus to Mary is the only Responsible One™: that’s somewhere between oof and yikes

Viv with no nickname to Mary is the only Responsible One™: babe if you wanna come get high with me to forget that image, feel free to come over.

Mary scoffed at that. If there was one thing she would not be doing tonight, it was getting high. Her step-mother had the nose of a drug-sniffing dog.

Somehow the HBIC (MChat) to Mary is the only Responsible One™: I’ll keep that in mind. Maybe tomorrow night when I’m staying at dad’s

Everyone’s debatable favourite to Mary is the only Responsible One™: yeah, get out of the house so your dad can spend spend quality time with you legal teacher *wink emoji*

Somehow the HBIC (MChat) to Mary is the only Responsible One™: I hate you

Everyone’s debatable favourite to Mary is the only Responsible One™: wait, you’re not at your dad’s tonight. Stick around and see if they leave together

Somehow the HBIC (MChat) to Mary is the only Responsible One™: ew ew ew ew ew ew fuck you fuck everyone. 

She threw her phone back onto the seat and continued to watch. She had to admit, it was kind of nice to see her dad smile like he was now. She was so used to see him stressed or disciplining her that even though he laughed, he didn’t smile as much as he was on this date.

She threw her head back and groaned. If it came down to her opinions about it and her dad being happy, she had to let her dad being happy, even with a woman who she saw everyday in class. 

Somehow the HBIC (MChat) to Viv with no nickname: If they leave together I’m coming to get high. I need an excuse to be at dad’s house tomorrow morning.

Viv with no nickname to Somehow the HBIC (MChat): I’ll save you a joint 

~

She wasn’t still high, but she still smelled undoubtedly like weed, which is why she went to her dad’s. Plus, she wanted to see whether Ms. Queen had stayed over. She let herself into the house and went straight to the kitchen. She really wanted peanut butter for some reason and she knew her dad loved that shit.

She grabs a spoon from a drawer and the peanut butter jar from the pantry and hops up on to the counter, crossing her legs and twisting the cap off.

She’s happily eating spoons of peanut butter on her kitchen bench when she hears her dad’s bedroom door swing open and footsteps that are definitely not her dad’s pad down the hall. She braces herself just as Ms. Queen comes into the kitchen and freezes. Mary looks over the teacher, wearing the dorkiest glasses, one of her dad’s sleep shirts and a pair of shorts.

They stare awkwardly at each other until the teacher rubs her nose and fixes her glasses.

“You look and smell like you spent the night getting high. Let me guess, Vivian?” Mary nods silently and Queen snorts. 

“Sorry, miss,” she says and Queen shudders.

“To start, I’m wearing one of your dad’s shirts, we’re at the point where you can call me Arsinoe and to finish, I don’t care, so long as you were doing anything to endanger yourself or anyone else. I’m not trying to be your mum, you already have enough of them, right?” Arsinoe says and grabs another spoon before pushing herself onto the counter. Mary offers her the peanut butter with a smile.

“My step-mum was super overbearing when it first became evident she would be around a while, so thanks, I guess,” Mary says, resting her head against the cupboard behind her. Arsinoe passes the peanut butter back.

“Well, I don’t know how long I’ll be around, but I really like your dad so I hope it’s a while. But I was seventeen once and I remember how much it sucked ass, so you don’t have to worry about me cramping your style,” Mary interrupts her with a snort and Arsinoe laughs, “wow I really sounded old then, huh?” Mary nodded.

“It’s fine. My mum still says tubular,” Mary says, meeting Arsinoe’s eyes for a beat and suddenly both were laughing.

“Ah, good to see you two getting along. What are you doing here kid? You’re meant to be at your mum’s,” Billy says as he enters the kitchen.

“I, uh, may have gone and smoked with Viv last night and you know what Denise is like,” she shrugged and her dad pursed his lips at her.

“I don’t approve of you getting high but I am glad you were honest about it and that you came someplace you feel safe. Now go text your mum you’re alright and sleep it off, please?” He says. Mary passed Arsinoe the peanut butter and hopped off of the counter, hugging her dad.

“Arsinoe can stay, she’s chill,” she compliments. Her dad smiles happily before ruffling her hair and sending her off to her room.

Send me a number and I’ll write a fic

#three dark crowns #one dark throne #two dark reigns #five dark fates #kendare blake #queen arsinoe #billy chatworth

[barnesandrogersfanfics]

Home - Part 10

We spent all of Sunday at my place, Bucky and the girls seemed right at home which was nice. When it came time for them to head home Bucky asked me to go with them, Sam hadn't managed to track down Jack yet so he didn't want me staying home by myself. I didn't need much persuading, i packed an overnight bag and went home with Bucky and the girls.

Monday morning was soon here and it was nearly time to get up and get the girls ready for school, Bucky was still in bed with me, usually he would be up and dressed by now.

"As much as i love having you in bed with me Buck, arent you going to be late for work?"

"Not today doll, I've got an appointment with Mrs Potts at 9:30 then I'm working from home today"

"Who's Mrs Potts?"

"Principal, you still wanna come with?"

"If you want me to" i nodded stroking my fingers over his stubbled jaw.

"I want you too"

"Okay, count me in" I kissed him quickly before getting out of the bed "im gonna go jump in the shower and get dressed before the girls wake up"

"Shower with me" he wiggled his eyebrows.

"We don't have time for that Buck" i laughed and left the room before he could change my mind (which wouldn't take much to be honest the man was irresistible).

"Good morning James, please come in and take a seat" Mrs Potts said coming out her office. Bucky stood up taking my hand and leading me inside the office.

"Morning Pepper" he smiled at the woman with a familiarity, Mrs Potts.... Pepper, looked me up and down waiting for introductions.

"This is my girlfriend Y/N" Bucky introduced smiling down at me.

"Pleasure to meet you Y/N, I'm Pepper Potts" she reached out a hand which i quickly shook before taking the seat next to Bucky.

"So James, you said you needed to talk to me about Allie's teacher Ms Harper?"

"I do, honestly Pepper i don't think the woman should be aloud to work with kids" Bucky told her getting straight to the point.

"Okay.... what makes you say that?"

"Doll? Tell Pepper what happened"

"Sure....she made Allie cry because she wanted to wear a tutu and cowboy boots for a start, that alone was bad enough but the main problem was when i turned up to the mother daughter picnic to hear Ms Harper telling our 5 year old she shouldn't be at the picnic because she doesn't have a mom was the final straw!"

"She said what??" Pepper asked with wide eyes clearly shocked to hear this.

"Exactly! When i told Ms Harper she can't be saying things like that to a 5 year old she didn't even apologise! Just shrugged and said 'why not its true, her moms dead' i mean who says that to a kid Mrs Potts?? its disgusting and unacceptable behaviour from an adult who quite frankly should know better"

"James, Y/N im so sorry! Your 100% right, that is unacceptable behaviour from one of my staff and i will deal with her accordingly i promise"

"Thank you Pepper, i knew you would. I know you don't tolerate this kind of thing. I thought it best to sit down with you personally about the matter" Bucky said sounding very professional even though Pepper was clearly a friend.

"I just don't understand why she would target Allie like this"

"Ms Harper and i used to go to school together, she had always had a crush on me. Then when the girls started here she'd ask me out all the time and i'd turn her down. Ask Tony about Joanne Harper, im sure he'll remember her" Bucky rolled his eyes "she's never been spiteful to my kids until Y/N started doing the school runs"

"Even called me Mrs Barnes the first time we met" i added remembering that first confrontation with the she witch.

"Y/N was our nanny before we started dating" Bucky told Pepper "we haven't been dating long"

"I see, so she see's Y/N turning up everyday for school runs and assumes you got a wife? Wow" Pepper let out a breath as she tapped her pen against her notepad she had been making notes in.

"Crazy huh?" Bucky scoffed

"Id say so yeah, leave it with me. I'll deal with her".

After thanking Pepper for her time Bucky and I left hand in hand walking back to his car. We passed Allie's classroom and she smiled and waved happily, Ms Harper saw us both and was suddenly white as a ghost. I couldn't help but smirk at her 'i told you not to mess with my kid' i thought to myself as we continued the walk to the car.

"I come in peace" Steve called through the door before walking in with Rosie. I hadnt spoken to him since dinner the day he asked if i was sleeping with Bucky.

"Hi Steve" i laughed rolling my eyes at how dramatic he was acting.

"Hey sweetheart, are you still mad at me?"

"No, how can i stay mad at that face huh?" I let him pull me in for a quick hug with the arm not holding Rosie.

"Thank you, i promise to keep my mouth shut next time"

"It all worked out okay in the end so dont sweat it" i shrugged.

"Yeah? So you and Bucky....?"

"Are together, so thank you i guess" i chuckled "guess we needed that push to admit to how we both felt"

"Your welcome" Steve smiled looking proud of himself.

Steve came with me to pick the girls up from school later that afternoon, Bucky was at home working, his assistant Chloe was sat on the sofa in his office quietly scrolling through her phone waiting for Bucky to tell her what to do.

"Chloe could you grab me a cup of coffee please?" I heard him ask her as i walked passed the doorway.

"Hey, nanny?" I heard her call from behind me and turned to look her way "Mr Barnes wants a cup of coffee"  she said before i could ask what she wanted.

"Im his nanny not his maid, besides he asked you to get it not me" i told her and continued on my way to the kitchen where the girls were sat at the table with Steve colouring.

"So girls what do you want for dinner?" I asked them.

"Spaghetti!" Brooke answered loudly sounding hopeful.

"Okay sure i can do that" i smiled and started to pull out what i needed.

"I want pork chops" Allie bounced in her seat .

"I don't think we have pork chops Al" i said looking through the fridge and freezer.

"But i want pork chops!" She pouted with crossed arms.

"Okay let me see what i can do" i said not wanting to let her down. I headed towards Buckys office to tell him i was popping out to the store but got stopped by Chloe.

"Im sorry but Mr barnes is busy, just because your his nanny doesn't mean you can just walk in".

Y/N: Your assistant is a pain in the ass! X

Bucky: what did she do? Xx

Y/N: I was coming to tell you that i need to run to the store, Allie wants Pork Chops for dinner but your guard dog wouldn't let me in, said just because I'm your nanny doesn't mean i can just walk into your office xx

Bucky: what a load of bullshit! You can come into my office anytime you want ;)

Y/N: haha!

Bucky: can you come to my office please? Xx

Y/N: Fine I'm on my way xx

As i approached Bucky's office Chloe stopped me again!

"I thought i told you that you cant interrupt Mr Barnes!"

"Bucky asked me to come see him"

"Bucky? Its a bit unprofessional for an employee to use his first name so casually don’t you think?"

"Its a good job I'm not just an employee then isn't it" i snapped pushing past her to Bucky's office. I felt her hand grab my arm and spun to face her "you better remove your hand from my arm before i break it" i said through gritted teeth.

Bucky's office door opened and he saw Chloe grabbing my arm.

"Chloe what the fuck do you think your doing?" He practically growled.

"I told her not to interrupt you sir but she wouldn't listen"

"Let her go, right now! I asked her to come see me"

"Oh....." she released my arm looking a bit sheepish and i walked over to Bucky.

"You okay doll?" He asked rubbing my arm where she had grabbed me before pulling me into his arms.

"Chloe you should go home, its not like your much help to me here. We'll talk at the office tomorrow"

"Okay" she nodded grabbing her things and making a quick exit.

"She's lucky you opened that door Buck, i would have knocked that bitch out!"

"Im sorry about her babe, i'll talk to her tomorrow don't worry. Ive ordered the pork chops by the way, they'll be here in 20 minutes"

"What? Who's delivering you pork chops?"

"I know a guy" he shrugged pulling me into his office.

"What are you doing Buck i need to start dinner...."

"Ive missed you all day"

"We can't do this now" i laughed as he pulled me down onto the sofa "Steve and the girls are in the kitchen"

"I'll be real quick they wont ever know" he mumbled as he kissed my neck.

"Behave Mr Barnes!" I wriggled off his lap "i'll make it up to you tonight i promise, but we got 3 hungry girls and a Steve to feed right now"

"Fine okay, but i'll hold you to that"

"I should hope so, you done in here?"

"Yeah i'll be out in a minute" he said resting his head back against the sofa as he tugged at the crotch of his pants that had gotten considerably tighter.

"You make it so hard to walk away Buck" i moaned at the sight.

"You just make it so hard doll" he smirked making me laugh.

"Down boy" i winked and quickly left.

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Why Him? | Ransom Drysdale | Part 9

A/N : Here is part 9, this is a shorter part. 

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Ransom’s POV

I wake up to a loud knocking on my front door, i sit up and look to the other side of my California king bed to find that Claudia isn’t there. I shove on some boxers and head down. I hear the door open and a familiar voice. My mother’s voice. “Ransom honey, there you are. We’ve been calling you” i roll my eyes as i kiss Claudia’s forehead “Morning doll” she smiles “Morning”. 

“Ransom, don’t ignore your mother please” dad pipes up “I don’t have anything to say” i walk off into the lounge, sitting down on the couch. “Ransom, last night was horrible. We need to sort it” Claudia offers them both coffee to which they decline “No thank you sweetie. Ransom, we feel bad about letting it happen and best believe your grandfather gave them a stern talking to” words that come out of their mouths mean hardly anything to me anymore. 

“I couldn’t care less how they speak to me at this point mom, it’s Claudia that deserves an apology. They treated her as if she was some hooker that i bought home. Like trash. She’s my girlfriend for Christ sake” Claudia walks over to me, sitting beside me, her hands resting on mine. Calming me down instantly. “Claudia do you mind if we have a word with you in private?” wearing nothing but my cable knit sweater and booty shorts that are showing way too much ass, she heads over, they lead her into another room.

Claudia’s POV

“I’m so sorry about how my my brother behaved last night. His behaviour was unacceptable and we’re sorry you didn’t get the welcome you deserved” Linda explains. I can see the embarrassment on her face. “He warned me this would happen. I didn’t quite understand him as a person until last night. I feel bad for him knowing he’s had that negative impact for god knows how long” she nods her head in agreement.

 “You’re absolutely right. We’ve been dealing with this for as long as i can remember. He has a way of getting under people’s  skin sometimes which is no excuse for how things went down. Walt’s outburst was completely unprovoked and we want to make it up to you. Would you be willing to convince him to come over today?” i sigh “I’ve seen how you are with him in the short time that i have seen you together. You managed to calm him down just now and last night the way you defended him. I can see he’s besotted” she pleads some more. I take a deep breath “I’ll try my best but no guarantees” she leans in for a hug and so does Richard. “The mansion, 2 hours. Hope to see yu there” they walk away, bidding Ransom a quick goodbye before leaving.

“What did they have say for themselves?” he scoffs as he gets himself a drink in the kitchen where i’m stood. “They were apologising, asking if we would go back round in 2 hours, to try again” he shakes his head. “No way, i’m not letting them take another whack at you” i cup his face with my hands “Please, just try. Plus like you said, i can hold my own” a smile forms onto his lips. I kiss him passionately “Please Ransom” he breathes out, turning his head away before agreeing. “But if it gets heated. We leave” i kiss him once again. “Deal”.

He grabs onto my ass with a tight grip “Those shorts might as well be panties, your ass is hanging out” i wink at him “Well you like the view dont you?” he chuckles “That i do, doll”.

We get ready and i decide on a no make-up look this time around. I’m too lazy to bother.

We pull up to the mansion and we both get out to make our way inside. “Ransom, Claudia. You came” i greet them all with a fake smile. Trying my best to hold my tongue. I greet Harlan with a hug. “Come, sit down in the lounge” he invites. I take a seat in-between Joni and Donna. Ransom sits on the arm chair opposite me. he flashes me a wink when we lock eyes. 

“So... what was the invite for?” he asks, intrigued to see what they want. “I think some people here have something to say to you both” Ransom looks at Walt, whose head is bowed. “I’m sorry about my actions last night, it wasn’t acceptable” he looks up at Ransom who just glares at him. 

“I couldn’t care less about how you speak of me. It’s not me you should be apologising to” he nods towards me. Walt looks my way “Claudia, i apologises for my actions last night. I never set out to upset you. Can we please start fresh?” i can see Ransom smirking, i take it Walt never apologises. 

I fake a smile “I won’t say that your actions were okay but i can move past them and start a fresh” he smiles and we all go to move on but Ransom stops us. “Meg, are you going to apologise” she furrows her brows at him. “Don’t think i didn’t hear you laughing at Walt’s comments and you Joni” Joni denies it. “Ransom, whatever you thought you heard, you’re wron-” he rolls his eyes “Up your ass Joni” my eyes widen as they get into a domestic. “I might have laughed and for that i apologise Claudia but my mom didn’t” she swears. “Matter of fact, eat shit” i stand up from my seat and pull ransom out of the room. He continues to make comments as i pull him away. 

“Babe, you promised to behave” i drag him into Harlan’s study. “Why did you pull me away?” i push him against the door. “Will you quit the attitude” he pulls me closer “Oh you wanna get rough doll?” he raises a brow and i pull away from his grasp. “No, this is merely me putting you in your place. They have apologised. As much as i hate how they acted i’m not about to have your family hate me” he walks closer to me. “Okay, i’ll try. i promise. Can we just get this meeting over with” i unlock the door and we return to our seats. Linda gives me a surprised look when Ransom apologises for wrongfully accusing Joni. What can i say, i’m like magic.

I check my phone for the time to discover that it’s 9:00pm. We ended up staying for lunch and then eventually dinner. They got monopoly out and i can’t resist a good board game. Me and Ransom decide to leave being as i’m back at work tomorrow and i need an early night. I say goodbye to everyone and we head out to the beamer. “What time are you in work tomorrow doll?” he grips my thigh “I’m in at 8:30 why?” he looks at me occasionally as he responds “I just wondered if you wanted to stay at mine tonight. I can take you to work and pick you up”  all my stuff is at my place “I can’t all my clothes are at mine but you can stay at mine though” he agrees and we arrive at his place so i can collect my stuff and some clothes for him.

Ransom’s POV

I head upstairs as soon as we get to Claudia’s place so i can shower before we head to bed, she stays downstairs in the kitchen to have a hot drink. I wash my hair and body quickly before i step out, wrapping a towel around my waist. As i come out to go to her room i hear giggling coming from downstairs. “James, omg no. You don’t understand, it’s massive. The man ruins me” i smirk to myself, knowing full well what she’s talking about as i head to go change.

I dry off, putting some boxers on and i make my way downstairs. I hear her laughing again, almost as if she’s having a fit. “On a scale of 1-10 how good is the sex?” she shushes him “Be quiet, he could overhear. I’d say over 10. You don’t understand. It’s like he’s a porn star or some shit. And that dick just drives me crazy” i see her blushing as i poke my head round the corner. “You totally love him” she waves him off. “I don’t but it’s definitely heading that way. He’s not like Jordan at all. He’s kind and caring and he fucks me so good. I just- i really think he’s the one” i can’t believe what i’m hearing. She’s falling hard. Hearing her admit it causes a huge cheesy smile to form on my lips.

I wait a couple of minutes before strolling into the kitchen. “Hey” i lean down to kiss her forehead, playing coy and pretending not to notice the FaceTime call that she’s on. “Ransom, this is my best friend James, James meet my boyfriend Ransom Drysdale” she wraps her arms around my torso as i stand there, chatting away to James.

He starts telling me some embarrassing stories of their drunken antics. Making me laugh so loud. Like the time he said that she swore at a nun in the street after bottomless brunch. “I was hoping you’d forget that” she pouts. “So, when do we all get to meet you in person Ransom?” i shrug, looking down at her. “Whenever this one is free, i’ll be available” we say goodbye to James and Claudia finishes her drink before locking up. 

“Swearing at a nun huh? not so very sweet and innocent doll” she slaps me playfully as we walk up the stairs. “I was highly intoxicated” i desperately wanna bring up what i heard but i think it’s best to leave it.

She brushes her teeth and does her skin care routine then she joins me in bed. “I hope you don’t mind the early wake up call” she checks “It’s fine, i’ll drop you off and then head back to mine for the day to do some work before i come get you” she smiles, leaning down to kiss me. “As long as you’re sure it’s no trouble?” i kiss her again “It’s honestly not” she sets her alarms for the morning and we lie down. I kiss her slowly, gliding my tongue across her bottom lip, asking for entrance. This kiss isn’t like the other ones we’ve had. There’s more passion there. I pull away and we decide it’s best to stop. I don’t want to get carried away with her. I plant a kiss on her forehead “Goodnight baby” she lays on my chest, closing her eyes “goodnight”.

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So I kinda feel like a dumbass for that. But also I just?? Feel conflicted? Because I feel kinda attached to the characters like how everyone else is but I have a hard time fully getting into them bc of some uncomfortable stuff I didn't expect. I know this sounds extremely naïve and stupid, and I'm sorry for bothering you about it, I was just curious about. How do you handle it? Do you just ignore it? Or do you acknowledge it and I'm probs just being a baby. Again I'm sorry for this dfdsf (pt 2)

honestly i feel you babe. i think it’s a good thing that we feel uncomfortable because in real life these aren’t people we should be necessarily getting involved with or who should appeal to us! i kind of acknowledge it but also ignore it because at the end of the day they’re fictional characters. it’d be a whole different story if they were real people (like the weirdos who are like in love with the columbine shooters) but they aren’t, and as long as we can remind ourselves that this behaviour is totally unacceptable in real life then i think it’s okay. it’s all about context i feel like. so like mr pink uses the n word (with a hard r, too) and although this is not acceptable behaviour, it’s a fictional person in a movie. the sad thing is that it’s realistic because you do get people who think it’s okay to say those things. 

also, i feel like most of us can relate to mr orange because of this-- like you can see he’s uncomfortable with their casual racism in the car ride with eddie, white and pink because detective holdaway is black. orange is uncomfortable with their racism because he is not racist. we’re uncomfortable with their racism because we (hopefully) aren’t racist. i guess you can take that and apply it to any kind of uncomfortable themes in movies (like with the violence for example). sorry i went off on a tangent there but no, i totally get it and you’re not bothering me with it at all!!! don’t be a stranger 💖💖

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Clocking Out

When the end of yet another night shift draws to a close, pretty much the only thing that can keep you awake is Yoongi's company.

pairing: yoongi x reader

genre: fluff, college au (kind of)

warnings: some implied smut, light sleep deprivation fjkdlsdklj

word count: 2.5k

@qtxties requested: “Don’t you dare.” + “I’m not jealous.” with Namjoon or Yoongi.

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With a sigh, you rest your chin in your hands, eyes fluttering closed. A shiver runs down your spine when you feel the perpetually cold air seep through your thin work blouse, though even that doesn’t help in keeping you awake anymore. Your eyes remain shut as you listen to the soft, cheerful music that’s playing inside the store, and you feel yourself slowly drifting away, imagining yourself in a warm bed, wrapped in a pair of warm arms, a blissful smile teasing over your lips as you slowly sink further into a slumber…

An involuntary snore escapes you and you immediately jolt upright, blinking forcefully and hitting your cheeks to wake yourself. You quickly look around the deserted convenience store to see there’s still no customers walking around, and you deflate once more, leaning your forearms on the counter.

Your eyes drift to the glass double doors, staring out into the empty streets. Small pools of rainwater litter the wet pavement, and they glint in the soft moonlight. You feel your eyes glaze over yet again as you keep your gaze there, a single car driving past and almost blinding you with its headlights. It makes a splashing sounds as it drives through a puddle on the road, and you watch as the rain spatters onto the pavement.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind hits you and you realise someone has opened the door. You jump to attention, putting on your best service smile – and your back slumps once more when you see who it is.

“How’s my favourite cashier doing?” Yoongi greets you, closing the door behind him and putting his hands back into the pockets of his striped pyjama pants. His leather jacket is halfway open, revealing a black hoodie underneath, the straps very much uneven. His collar is askew, a white pyjama shirt peeking out.

You blink slowly, a lazy smile curling at your lips. “Counting down the minutes until I can go to sleep.”

He chuckles, sauntering over to the counter as he tugs at the wire of his earbuds to pull them out, slipping them into his pocket. “Told you you should’ve gotten some rest before.”

“Hey, I had a paper to hand in. It’s not my fault I was all hyped up on caffeine,” you shoot back, planting your elbows on the counter.

He simply raises an eyebrow at you, putting his own arms right in front of yours and leaning forward. “Is it not?” he inquires with a soft grin.

You narrow your eyes at him. “Is that why you’re here?” you reply instead of actually dignifying that question with an answer – you know you’ll lose that battle anyway. “To gloat about the fact that you did get sleep?” you add, reaching out to run a hand through his soft, messy hair.

He smiles and shrugs. “Just because I’m wearing pyjamas doesn’t mean I actually got sleep,” he mutters, leaning even closer and softly pressing his lips to yours. It feels like a breath of fresh air, one that momentarily makes you forget where you are or why you’re here in the first place, one that melts away your fatigue for just a little while. “The bed was so empty without you.”

You chase the kiss with another one when he pulls away, trying to suppress the giddy smile you feel tugging at your lips. “What, so you’re saying you didn’t get any sleep because I wasn’t there?” you say through a chuckle, leaning back as he straightens up as well. “When has that ever happened?”

He doesn’t make much of an effort to fight back his own smile. “Okay, so maybe I did sleep for a little bit,” he admits with a dramatic huff. “But wouldn’t it be romantic if what I said was true?”

You snort, straightening up the display of chocolate bars on the counter. “Oh, definitely,” you reply sarcastically, looking at him through your peripheral vision. “Probably one of the most romantic things I’ve ever heard.”

He narrows his eyes at you. “Hey, I say... more romantic things,” he defends, leaning on the counter once more.

“Really? To whom?” you return with a laugh, raising an eyebrow.

He huffs, lips curling down into a pout. “To youm,” he replies, making you chuckle once more. “But I guess it all fell on deaf ears, huh?”

“Never,” you whisper in reply, smiling as you lean in for another kiss. “I still remember the time you said you could stay in bed with me for a whole entire day and do nothing else,” you mutter, eyes fluttering closed as his lips brush yours. “Almost too romantic, to be honest.”

“Glad to be acknowledged,” he says in reply, a smile teasing over his lips just before he kisses you.

You let out a slow breath as you lean even closer, his fingers brushing your cheek. You feel like you could fall asleep here and now, in the comfort of Yoongi’s presence, his touch – admittedly, it’s not the warm bed you’ve been longing for, but you’ll take what you can get.

“Oh, dear god, please get a room!” someone shouts and your heart skips a beat as you jump apart, though you let out a relieved sigh when you see it’s just Alice – the saviour that will be taking over your shift.

“Such unprofessional behaviour is absolutely unacceptable,” she teases, mimicking the low voice of your manager as the door falls closed behind her.

“Well, I don’t work here, so...” Yoongi shoots back, grinning.

She heaves a mock-reluctant sigh as she walks over to the counter, headed towards the door to the back right behind you. “Okay, fine, I guess I’ll allow it just this once,” she says, pulling the door open. “Give me a minute to clock in and get ready, and then you can go home and hop on it, yeah, Y/N?”

When she adds a wink to her words, you snort in reply, burying your face in your hands and shaking your head while she slips into the back room.

“Okay, well, I guess I should start warming up, then,” Yoongi huffs, and you lift your head to see him stretching his arms up above his head and swaying from side to side.

You let out a laugh as you watch him bend over to reach for the floor, just barely brushing it with the tips of his fingers. “What are you doing?” you ask, turning to the cash register to log out of your account.

He straightens back up, grinning at you. “Getting ready for you to ‘hop on’,” he answers seriously, fixing up the hood of his sweater. “Piggybacking is serious business, babe.”

You snort yet again, shaking your head. “Right, because that’s definitely what she meant by that,” you remark, raising an eyebrow as he does two jumping jacks and then stretches again.

His grin only widens. “Oh, we can do the other thing too,” he returns, tilting his head. “I just thought you might wanna wait with that until we got home.”

With another laugh, you shake your head, hearing the door behind you open and close again. You turn to see Alice slip out of the back room with her laptop underneath her arm, crouching down to plug her charger into the wall.

“Alright, you two get the hell out of here so I can focus on homework,” Alice says with a glance over her shoulder, gesturing for you to get to the back so you can clock out.

“How unprofessional of you,” you tease as you walk over to the back, opening the door.

Alice finger guns at you. “We don’t get paid minimum wage for nothing,” she jokes, putting her laptop on the counter and turning around to log onto the register.

You laugh. “Good point,” you reply, slipping into the back room.

You weave between the stacks of boxes and boxes filled with inventory that the lucky day crew will have to shelf, quickly clocking out. Grabbing your bag and slipping into your coat, you soon get back into the store just as Yoongi laughs at a remark Alice made.

He looks up at you as you walk over to him. Taking your hand in his, he sends you a smile. “Ready?”

You nod, blinking slowly. Now that you’re officially off work, you’re finally starting to admit you indeed feel slightly delirious – and you’re more than ready to go home and spend the rest of your Saturday asleep.

“Aw, aren’t you two a pair,” Alice says with a grin, eyes fixed on her laptop. “Walking off to freedom together while leaving the poor sidekick behind to fend for herself.”

You just laugh. “I mean, if you’d rather be the first of us to walk off to freedom, I’d gladly switch shifts with you,” you tell her, sending her a lazy grin.

She lifts her eyes to look at you, narrowing them to slits. “You’re really too tired to be smart enough to trick me,” she tells you slowly, scoffing and shaking her head. “But I mean, I’m absolutely fine just getting a good night’s sleep. Plus, now I get to work on quantum mechanics at six in the morning while faking a smile for drunk customers crushing up their bag of Doritos before they even buy it!” she adds with an overly enthusiastic smile. “So, really, I’m more than happy where I am.”

“You know what? I’m not jealous,” you say through a laugh. “Good luck on that, I’m gonna go get some sleep, yeah?” you add, pointing at the door and taking a few steps towards it. Yoongi chuckles as he follows, your hand still slotted in his.

“Bye, now!” Alice says with a wave, and you give her the same goodbyes in return before pulling the door open and walking outside.

The air is cold and small drops of rain are still falling from the skies, but you gladly breathe in the fresh scent of freedom – yet another step closer to finally getting to sleep.

You turn back to the store for a moment to give Alice a last wave, chuckling when she pouts at you and slowly waves back. When you turn around and take a step forward, you have to jump back right away so as to not bump into Yoongi, who has come to a stop right in front of you, bent over to offer his back to you.

“Wait, you weren’t kidding?” you breathe out in disbelief.

He looks over his shoulder, nodding. “Of course I wasn’t,” he replies matter-of-factly. “I told you it was serious business. Now hop on,” he insists, patting his back.

You’re too tired to protest, so you simply chuckle and jump onto his back, right before he quite literally starts to dash back to your small shared apartment. Your laughter echoes through the empty streets as his feet pound the pavement, hobbling home while you hold onto him and your bag for dear life. And while your building is only two blocks away from the store, it’s really a miracle you’re still clinging on when you get to your building.

“Alright, alright,” Yoongi says through short breaths and huffs, letting you slide off his back. “That’s enough cardio for today.”

You chuckle, taking a step closer and grabbing onto his arm as he digs your keys out of his pocket. “Thanks for the ride, babe,” you mutter, pressing a kiss to his cheek and feeling his skin bunch up with his smile as your lips linger there.

“Of course,” he replies in a low mumble, fumbling to unlock the door and pushing it open to let the two of you into the building.

You don’t let go of his arm as you slowly make your way up the stairs and shuffle down your corridor, your head leaning on his shoulder and your eyes almost closed when you finally get to your door. He silently unlocks your apartment, gently running a thumb over your cheek as you finally step inside.

Not bothering to turn on the lights, you reluctantly let go of Yoongi to throw your bag into a corner, stumbling around in the dark and blindly changing into your pyjamas. The man himself merely kicks off his shoes and rids himself of his jacket and hoodie, plopping onto the bed way before you do.

What feels like both an eternity and only seconds later, you finally fall down next to him, right on top of the covers. With a hum, you finally let your eyes close fully as creep into his embrace, lips brushing his, and a warm feeling spreads through you.

“Babe, you forgot to brush your teeth,” he mumbles as he leans closer and kisses you, a small smile tugging at his lips.

You ignore the possible implied insult, simply letting out a soft whine in reply. “Can I also just not?” you mutter, pressing another kiss to his lips before he hums and moves to kiss your cheek, your jaw, your neck.

“You could, but it doesn’t mean you should,” he mutters, his breath fanning over your bare skin and sending a shiver down your spine.

Rather than replying, you hum once more, feeling yourself drift further and further off to sleep. Quite honestly, you don’t really care whether you did your proper night routine or not at the moment.

Yoongi shakes you softly. “Hey, don’t fall asleep on me,” he mutters, his hand creeping underneath your shirt. It makes you shiver despite the fact that his touch is warm.

“But –”

“Don’t you dare,” he interrupts with a soft voice, slurring his words like he’s falling asleep along with you. “Your morning breath is already bad enough as it is.”

“Thanks, babe,” you mutter through a huff, tightening your arms around his torso. “Love you too.”

He chuckles and kisses you rather than replying. It’s lazy and slow, his soft, pillowy lips languidly moving against yours. You let out a soft sigh, rolling closer to him, the covers crumpling underneath you. It’s really all you’ve been looking forward to your entire shift – a soft mattress to sink into, a pair of warm arms wrapped around you, with all the time in the world to slowly drift off to sleep. You honestly feel like you could stay like this forever.

That is, until he pulls away.

“Now go brush your teeth, dummy,” he says, kissing your cheek before rolling over.

You groan, opening your eyes slightly to stare at his back. “But sleep,” you whine, though you already start scooching closer to the edge of the bed.

“But hygiene,” he mutters back as you heave a sigh, taking a moment to muster up the energy and jump up.

Giving him a mere hum in reply, you shuffle over to the bathroom to brush your teeth like he so badly wants you to do. Your eyes stay closed almost all the way, and you barely make the two minutes of standing upright on the cold bathroom tiles.

Soon enough, you eagerly return to bed and you fall on top of him once more. “Minty fresh,” you say through a sigh. “Happy?”

“Very,” he replies, voice deep and raspy. He pulls the covers over you, wrapping his arms around you and pressing a slow kiss to your forehead. “Night, babe.”

You smile softly, too tired to hold on to your frustration, and you lift your head to kiss him once more. “Night, Yoongi.”

a/n: thanks so so much for reading, I hope you liked it!! It was nice to write a good old fluffy one shot again (even though it probably hasn’t been that long fjkdslfdjksl) :) Let me know what you thought, I’d love to hear from you! I hope you have a great day/night wherever you are♥

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