#and then they got mad at me for being upset

[luveline]

omg i love ur pregnant reader x hotch esp the flangsty ones…

maybe him and reader get into a little argument and the fighting plus the hormones plus the constant discomfort makes her leave to stay at a friend’s house for “space” (maybe someone in the bau hehe) then he shows up and grovels and they kiss and make up <333

ty for requesting! —hotch and pregnant!reader make up after a fight (neither being quite as mad as they’d claimed).

“Your boyfriend’s outside.” 

You raise your tired head from the couch cushion. “Who?” 

Morgan grins at you. “Hotch, mama. He’s at the door.” 

Hotch is your husband, not your boyfriend. You’ve got the ring to prove it. 

“You didn’t let him in?” 

“He said you might not want to see him.” 

You want to see Hotch more than you’ve ever wanted to see another person. It is absolute torture to be so heavily pregnant with someone’s baby and to worry they don’t want you anymore. If he’s here at such a late hour, he must’ve forgiven you for being grumpy. Right? 

You sit up and let Morgan help you into a standing position. He pulls your blanket tight around your shoulders. “Should I let him in?” he asks.

“Yeah.” You drop your voice to a whisper, “But don’t let him know I’m eager.” 

He gives you a knowing smirk. “Course not. Stay here, okay? I’ll bring him in.” 

Morgan starts back down the hall. You stand in his living room wondering what Hotch is gonna say, if he’s still mad, if you’re still mad, and if he’s strong enough to carry you back to the car. You don’t wanna sleep in Morgan’s bed, as much as you love him. You want your bed, your Hotch, his baby boy snoring in the room across the hall. You love your life (most of the time, when you aren’t carrying the weight of a bowling ball on your abdomen and the hormones aren’t making you sick). 

“Hello,” Hotch says, still in the suit he’d been wearing when he got home that evening, strangely and obviously nervous where he stops in the doorway. 

“Hi. Where’s Jack?” 

“He went with Jess. I needed to talk to you.” 

“Could’ve brought Jack.” 

“I didn’t want to upset him if you stayed here.” 

You nod. Hotch —who’d cringe if he knew you still called him that in your head, though it’s the name he went by when you fell in love, so what are you supposed to do?— gestures for you to sit, not demanding, only concerned. “It’s late,” he says. 

You can’t be bothered to lower yourself awkwardly into the cushion nest you’d made. “Morgan offered me his bed. He has a California king.” 

“But you stayed on the couch.” 

You glare at him half-heartedly. “Maybe I was watching TV.” You’d been waiting for him to call, but it’s not his business.

He doesn’t seem perturbed by your reaction. He's about to apologise anyways. “I’m sorry for getting mad. I know how stressed you are, and I should’ve done better.” 

Your glare softens. 

“I’m sorry I upset you,” he furthers, the ever present pinch of his brows particularly severe. His eyes are dark like clouds full to bursting with rain. 

You don’t want to say it’s okay. You want him to cross the room and cuddle you up like you’re fragile, the way he does, his nose pressed to your temple as his hands grasp up your achy shoulders. 

“I’ll be better,” he says. 

“You really wound me up, you know? I already feel like I have cabin fever.” 

His eyes cast over you, sympathetic and sorry down to your stomach and up again. He’s pleading without speaking. 

You’re not mad anymore, anyhow. “Can you do that thing for me, please?” you ask quietly. 

Hotch crosses the distance between you and encourages you into his side and under his arm. Careful, he bends into your back, pressing his hand under the round bottom of your bump and pulling up. It takes some of the weight from your hips and spine, alleviating a certain heavy pain and discomfort, while also closing the sour gap between you both. 

“Aaron,” you say, a little shy, mostly relieved, “you should’ve brought Jack. You know I’ll come home if you ask me to. I wasn’t even that mad by the time we got back here.” 

His breath is a shudder by your ear. “I love you.” 

“I love you too.” You look out toward the hall. “Where’s Morgan?” 

“He said he’d go for a walk.” 

“He's a good friend.” 

“He’s a great friend,” Hotch agrees, rubbing the side of you with his other hand before he pulls away completely. “He told me you can always sleep over when I’m acting like your drill sergeant.” 

You laugh under your breath, leaning in with arms held up to slide over his shoulder. He lets out a sigh as your chests touch, your bump smushed, like he’s finally been cut from a trap. To think he’d be so clearly relieved at having your forgiveness has you emotional all over again, but not with the same red passion you’d been angry with before. “I’m your drill sergeant,” you mumble into his shoulder. 

“You’re my sweetheart,” he says, so quiet you’re sure it wasn’t him, so out of character to admit something like that on a random day. There’s a hint of joking under it, but enough sincerity simultaneously that you melt in his hold. “You are, and I don’t ever want you to feel like you can’t sleep in your own bed.” 

“It’s not like I’d have been put out. Morgan’s got a California–”

“So you’ve told me.” His palm stays flat to your back, his fingers patting you gently. His voice mellows into that silken gentleness to match, the tone that drew you in and has you in such a terribly emotional position to begin with. “I couldn’t leave you here. I know you’d be more than comfortable, but I couldn’t sleep the night without you.” 

“Imagine how I feel when you’re away.” 

“I know. I know.” He kisses the skin shy of your eye. “Should we go and get Jack before bedtime?” 

“Can we get something to eat, too?” 

His answering smile is a curve on your cheek. “Mm-hm,” he hums. “Let me just say thanks to Morgan. Then we can go wherever you want.”

#aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner x you #aaron hotchner x y/n #aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner fic #aaron hotchner blurb #aaron hotchner drabble #aaron hotchner imagine #aaron hotchner fanfic #aaron hotchner fanfiction #hotch x reader #hotch #hotch x you #hotch blurb #hotch drabble

[save-the-villainous-cat]

The hero couldn’t believe their own exhaustion. Apparently, their limbs didn’t want to work and neither did their brain. Even though they had sort of expected this, there was enough energy left to recognise and frown at their nemesis.

“You’re here to kidnap me?” the hero asked. They looked down at the saved city, at the aftermath of the chaos.

Some streets and buildings were scathed but all together, the hero would’ve called this a good job with little casualties. They leaned back and let out a long overdue breath.

“Presumably.” The hero turned their head to glance at their nemesis. Every muscle hurt. Hell, muscles the hero didn’t even know they had hurt.

“Two months. I thought you were dead,” they said eventually and the words were heavy on their tongue. Sadly, they didn’t even have the energy left to be mad at their nemesis.

“I’m…” The villain stared at the ground. They still looked the same. Still the same scary villain that would break ankles and wrists to get what they want. And the hero supposed they were still the same pathetic hero that followed them around like a dog, trying to convince them to use their powers for the good. Even in death.

“You have to carry me if you want to kidnap me. I can’t really move.”

“Okay.” The villain approached them and picked them up immediately without any struggles. All the hero could do was whimper when the villain touched their sore muscles. The hero felt a little stupid in the villain’s arms but they didn’t really have a choice either when the villain walked towards their car.

“Where were you?” the hero asked quietly. Some questions they only dared to whisper.

“I was injured,” the villain explained.

“What? Why didn’t you tell me? What happened!?” Suddenly they panicked. The villain had been injured? Had licked their wounds in their lair alone? The hero wanted to be mad but above all, they were concerned.

“Yeah, I needed a new kidney and everything.”

“What?!” The hero’s eyes widened. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I didn’t want to worry you.”

“So you disappeared for two months instead?” the hero asked. By now, their voice was hoarse and their head unforgivingly heavy.

“…yeah.”

“Listen, I could’ve donated, I could’ve—”

“Do you think it’s smart for the two most powerful beings in the city to recover from surgery at the same time?” the villain asked. The hero hated that, they hated when they used logic against them. It didn’t change that they were pissed, in fact, it only added fuel to the fire.

“You could have at least told me.”

“So you’d worry and neglect your duties?” The villain shook their head. “I love this city. I want what’s best for it and while I was gone, you were the only one left who actually cared for it.”

“You’re an asshole, you know that? A fucking asshole,” the hero said. They were overwhelmed and confused, numb and aggressive. They hadn’t seen the villain in two months and now they were back with a stranger’s kidney inside them and their strong arms around the hero.

Had they made a mistake? Felt the hero closer to them than they actually were?

“Why are you hurt?” The hero closed their eyes and let out another long breath.

“I fought some machine. The blades were quick and the bullets even quicker so I had to be faster than that and now I am just…tired.” They leaned their head against the villain’s chest.

“No, I meant my recovery. You’re hurt because I left.”

“I’m mad that you didn’t tell me.”

“You’re disappointed that I didn’t ask you to donate your kidney,” the villain said. The hero swallowed. “Is there something more intimate than keeping your nemesis alive that way? You’re mad you got robbed of that.”

“Ugh you’re so full of shit.” And yet, the hero’s face was burning.

Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe they wanted a connection to the villain that was deeper than “work.”

Whatever.

“I didn’t know you’d be this upset.” Either the hero imagined it or it was true; the villain pulled them closer.

“I am not…I tried reaching out but you were nowhere. Do you know how frustrating that was? As if you got killed and thrown into a ditch. I could barely concentrate on anything.”

“I didn’t know that. Maybe I mean more to you than I thought,” the villain said and the hero couldn’t believe how dense their villain could be. As structured and intelligent as they were, their social skills were an abnormality the hero usually knew how to handle.

But now, in their arms, they were grateful.

“Of course you do, dumbass.” The hero met their eyes and they felt at peace. Completely. Utterly.

How could they waste their life like this? Yearning without making a move? Never daring, always tip-toeing. To the point where they wished they had given them their kidney.

“Don’t worry. Your secret is safe with me.” The villain didn’t joke. They didn’t wink. They rarely did any of that.

“Kidnap me faster, will you?”

“If you insist.”

Back at the lair, the villain allowed them to touch the fresh scar and the hero did. Over and over and over again.

#show me your teeth teeth teeth teeth #sry I love torturing my heroes #writing snippet #heroxvillain prompt #heroxvillain snippet #heroes and villains #hero #villain #hero x villain #heroxvillain #an answer for an ask #request

[turcott3]

First of all thank you for the Rempe content

Second of all, I’ve been thinking about this:

You’ve been dating Matt since just after he got to Seattle. You’re openly aware of his fighting and you don’t mind it but once he gets to the NHL you can’t help but let the media and the backlash get to you about Matt fighting. When he gets ejected from a game on a match penalty, you find yourself going down to see him, clearly upset and trying to drill into it him that he doesn’t have to fight all these people, he has nothing to prove. He doesn’t see it that way and you two go back and forth for a little while. He turns to you and says ‘this is who I am. I am working on it, I ask you to accept that’ or something like that and then you have to accept that his fighting is a thing but it doesn’t mean you’re happy about it still. So now every time he gets in a fight he brings you flowers and chocolate after the game

kisses

matt rempe x fem! reader

warnings?: cursing, mild arguing, fluff, kisses

masterlist

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“matthew rempe.” you yell busting open the door.

“jesus you scared me.” he jumps, giggling.

“what have i fucking told you matt.” you say sternly as the boy sits down in front of you.

“what?” he shrugs.

“matt please for the love of god stop all this fighting crap. i mean it.” you press, tears welling up in your eyes.

“it’s fun, i never mean any harm by it.” he replies.

“matt, i know. but please. just stop. for your own sake and the sake of your health please. it hurts my heart having to stitch you up after every game. please just at least take a break from it, or only fight when it’s necessary. i just wanna see my boys face healthy again.” you say wiping a tear of frustration that fell.

“come here baby.” he says lowly, opening his arms for you to sit on his leg as you brushed his soft hair from his face.

“i’m sorry, i didn’t know you felt that way. i’ll try to dim it down okay? this is just the kind of player i choose to be y/n, and that’s how it is but i promise im gonna try to dial it down for you.” he says pressing a kiss to your temple.

“but just know if any guy ever chirps about you they’re dead, okay?” he giggles wiping your tears away gently with his thumb.

“okay.” you smile lightly, finding it hard to ever stay mad at him.

“and i’m sorry for getting ejected again, i know you like staying for the whole game.” he giggles with his chin rested on your shoulder in a hug.

“it’s okay baby. i can’t be mad at being able to have you at home sooner. i always miss you when i can’t come.” you giggle, scratching his scalp with your nails, something he always loved you doing.

“is it bad that i feel that way too.” he says pulling away, locking eyes with you.

“no it just means you love me.” you smile, squishing his cheeks like a baby before he pulls your hand away.

“would you stop that, you know i don’t like it.” he laughs

“well i think it’s funny, and i feel in this moment you deserved it.”

“touché”

-

“matt.” you mumble under your breath as you sat on the couch with a load of emails on your laptop, the game on your tv. of course, another fight. a much more evenly matched one this time. you shut your laptop with anxiety waiting for the final buzzer of the game to sound, eventually dozing off as your mind scrambled at what possible injuries you would have to ice or stitch tonight.

“y/n?” you wake up to the sound of matt’s voice in a low volume, trying not to startle you as his hand rested softly on your leg.

“what, huh? oh my gosh.” you say realizing that you had fallen asleep.

“i got you these.” matt says, revealing the gorgeous bouquet of roses and your favorite chocolate.

“awe matt what is this for?” you ask with your lip pouted, observing the sight in front of you. a beautiful bunch of roses and your beautiful boyfriend.

“for breaking my promise. i’m sorry baby.” he says as you lean over to kiss him on the lips.

“it’s okay my love, you know how hard it is for me to stay mad at you for literally anything. these are beautiful.” you smile lightly at him.

“i had to hand pick them, only the best for my beautiful girl.” he smiles kissing your hand delicately.

“but seriously, promise after tonight, im gonna try to be better.” he swears, setting the objects on the coffee table.

“all i ask is for you to try.” you reply as you stand up, wrapping yourself up in his large frame.

“i’ll think of you out there, every game. every time i get challenged. i swear to god i will.” he mumbles into your hair as he kisses you on top of the head.

“i love you so much.” you say looking up into his deep brown eyes.

“i love you too.” he smiles, leaning down to attach your lips once again.

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#matt rempe fluff #matt rempe x reader #matt rempe imagine #ny rangers #nhl #nhl imagine #hockey imagine #turcs’ talk

[joonsproperty]

sulking — jungkook (sfw)

pairing: bf!jungkook x fem!reader

tw: sulking, jk is pouty (but we love it), pet names, what else ?

note: love bam sm, and I absolutely love it when jk sulks. idk why lol.

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You were playing with Bam all day. You took him for a walk, fed him treats and bought him new toys. Bam was practically in love with you. You were adoring and papering the pup throughout the whole day.

You took him to the groomers as well and Jungkook was just dazed the whole day. His first day back and you only wanted Bam. At least he thought you only wanted Bam.

He was distant the entire day as soon as you went to give Bam a kiss instead of him. Well, you gave Jungkook a kiss after Bam. But he was still jealous.

After the day almost ended and you were completely warm out, Jungkook didn’t even dare look at you. He was being kinda petty about it. He didn’t put the whole blame on you but he wanted you to feel bad.

“Babe?” You ask for him. He was on the other end of the bed, facing away from you. You chuckled, “you’re tired aren’t you?”

He didn’t answer he just scrolled on his phone and continued to ignore you. He wasn’t even trying, he didn’t want to. He won’t look at you, in fact…he hasn’t looked at you all day.

“Jungkook?” You put you hand on his shoulder and he coughed loudly making you remove yourself from him. “This isn’t funny.”

You tried to peak over his shoulder to see if he had headphones in. He didn’t. It was an absolute hell of a mess at the moment.

“Did I do something wrong?” You asked. And this is when he finally decided to say something. Making you realize, you probably did do something stupid.

“Yes.” He said, sitting up and placing his phone aside.

“What did I do?” You were confused, looking at him innocently.

“You literally ignored me all day!” He snapped.

“Woah, calm down.” You looked at his puffy eyes. “Have you been crying?!” You were stressed now.

“What, no!” He turned his head, looking away from you.

You knew better. You knew when he sulked and when he lied. “Baby please. Tell me what I did wrong.”

“You-you were with Bam the whole day!” He started to think to himself. This argument seemed kinda stupid.

“You’re mad cause your dog was my first choice?” I asked with a smile. I was trying to hold a laugh.

“Yes…” he sounded truly upset.

You broke into laughter, “sorry.”

“Don’t laugh!” He continued to be pouty.

“Oh come on. Baby, I love you.” You continued your laughing, letting it calm a bit.

He looked at you with his eyes watering, putting his arms around himself. He wasn’t sure if he could let this go.

“Please forgive me.” You put your head to the side to get his attention. He wasn’t having it.

“I’ll forgive you. If you do something for me.” He muttered to you. He sounded so sassy.

“What would that be?” You weren’t going to be surprised if he asked for cuddles. But you wanted to be sure it wasn’t something ridiculous.

“I want to do something with you. Anything. Just me and you.” He began to be more relaxed than before. He kinda lost his attitude, but not completely.

“Mmm.” You thought to yourself. What on earth could you two do at this hour. “We could watch a movie and cuddle?”

“Yeah. I’d like that.” Jungkook got close to you and scooped you up into his arms.

“Ah!” You squealed as he pulled you to him unexpectedly.

“Tell me you love me.” He said softly.

“I love you baby.” You kiss his lips, giving him a small peck. He laughed, letting this whole, very ridiculous argument pass.

“Promise…” he looked at you with soft eyes, obviously still kinda upset.

“I promise.” You giggle and run your hand through his hair, feeling his soft hands touch you as well.

icon combo by me

#bts scenarios #bts x reader #bts x fem!reader #bts oneshot #bts headcanons #jungkook smut #jungkook x female reader #jungkook fluff #jungkook x reader

[faithshouseofchaos]

Playful banter — dad!Daniel Ricciardo x mom!reader

I was inspired by the season one episode 48 of Bluey called teasing

Daniel Ricciardo taglist — @toasttt11 @thef1diary @the-ghost-lovwr @sweate-r-weathe-r @hrts4scarr @jeffs77 @amatswimming @clowngirlsstuff @tallrock35 @67-angelofthelordme-67 (this is all I could remember)

Daniel was a tease whether it was playful or sexual he loved teasing. It drove you crazy when he teased you. And when you had kids both of your children inherited Daniel’s playful nature. It was bedtime for Lucas and Sadie. Lucas and Sadie were currently brushing their teeth while you got out their pajamas and Daniel picked up the toys the kids had been playing with.

“Lucas stop it” you heard your five-year-old daughter yell out from the bathroom followed by Lucas’s laughter.

“I'm not doing anything,” Lucas says.

You rolled your eyes knowingly that Lucas being a mini version of his father you knew he was up to no good.

Daniel chuckled as he heard Lucas deny any involvement in what Sadie was upset about. “Do we need to go in and check what’s going on in there?”

Lucas chuckled. “Nah! Sadie is just being grumpy.”

Sadie spoke up. “Yeah… I’m being grumpy!” Her voice was high-pitched and had a tone of sass. “Lucas you better stop! Right now!”

Lucas spoke up in a teasing manner. “And what are you going to do about it?”

Sadie was getting upset and she was becoming more and more impatient. She threw her toothbrush into the sink and yelled out. “ I’m telling Mommy!”

Once again Lucas’s little voice rang out “And what’s mommy going to do about it?” Lucas was enjoying the back-and-forth with his sister, knowing that Sadie was getting more upset.

Sadie yelled out once more. “Stop that right now Lucas, or I’m going to…”

Sadie stopped speaking right before finishing her sentence. She realized if she continued with her threat then Lucas and her probably both would be in trouble.

Lucas once again spoke in a joking manner “ Or you’re going to what? “

Lucas was enjoying teasing Sadie while Sadie was getting frustrated and upset. Sadie looked over at you, expecting you to be frustrated as well and do something.

Lucas began to make faces at Sadie to try and tease her and make her more mad.

“Lucas, be nice to your sister,” you said, cutting in.

Lucas was quick to respond. “I’m just playing around. She’s being way too grumpy.”

And with that, his tone of voice had a sense of arrogance to it.

Sadie got more frustrated hearing Lucas not being reprimanded and getting upset with him once more.

“I am NOT grumpy!”

Lucas was quick to respond. “We’re just playing around daddy, she’s just grumpy”

Lucas put on his innocent face.

Sadie yelled out. “He’s not playing around, he’s making me mad on purpose!”

Lucas was quick to defend himself yet again.

“I’m not doing anything! Sadie over here is just being grumpy..”

Sadie once again yelled out at Lucas

“ stop calling me grumpy!”

Lucas was quick to chime in “Well, you ARE grumpy,” he said in a mocking tone.

“Okay, monkey butts knock it off,” Daniel says, wiping away the toothpaste from Sadie’s mouth.

“Sometimes I wonder where the two of you get your playfulness from” Daniel added

Lucas and Sadie laughed in response to their father's comment. But the truth behind the laugh was…

They were getting their playfulness from Daniel. They were following in his footsteps.

“Daddy you’re just as playful as us,” Sadie said. With a cheeky grin on her face.

Lucas quickly chimed in. “Yeah! And daddy teases mommy all the time!” Lucas said while still laughing.

Daniel chuckled at his kids' statements. Lucas was most certainly right on the money with that statement. Daniel did in fact tease mommy every chance he got.

“Okay… okay. You got me there. But do as I say and stop trying to bug each other okay?”

“Okay daddy” Lucas responded

Sadie had to get a comment in. “But daddy it wasn’t me starting it! He started it”

“I’m not going to argue over who started it okay?” Daniel responded

Both Lucas and Sadie sighed but agreed to not argue who started it.

“So come on get going and let’s get those pajamas on okay?” Daniel said.

“Your dads right kids now it’s time to up your pajamas on and then it’s bedtime” you said.

Lucas and Sadie both rolled their eyes. They most certainly did not want to wear their pajamas and go to bed.

Lucas responded back. “Daddy can’t we just stay up a little bit longer?”

Daniel chuckled and said “No sorry, your mom and I agreed you wouldn’t be staying up any longer. “

“But daddy!” Lucas responded back.

The begging tone had Daniel chuckle a little bit. Lucas knew exactly what he was doing.

Daniel responded “No buts, now come on it’s time to go to bed.”

Lucas once again tried his best to try and get out of bedtime.

“Please daddy?” Lucas responded

Sadie got in on it as well. “Pretty please with sprinkles on top?”

Daniel chuckled knowing full well the kids were trying to be cute in order to get their way.

“Nope, bedtime” Daniel says.

The kids both sighed out loudly. Neither one of them wanted to go to bed as you could tell by their body language.

Lucas spoke up “Daddy you’re no fun! “

Sadie also followed up with a comment. “You’re such a party pooper”

Lucas was trying to make his dad feel bad on purpose. He knew what he was doing.

Daniel laughed a little and said “Sorry guys, but no more playing around. It’s bedtime. “

“Okay” both of the kids said and they changed into their pajamas.

Lucas and Sadie both changed into their pajamas fairly quickly and got into bed. Lucas was quick to speak up though.

“Okay… but we can talk until we fall asleep right?”

Daniel chuckled as he said “Okay.. sure you two can talk until you fall asleep”

Lucas and Sadie were quick to get into bed and they began to whisper to each other.

Daniel chuckled as he said “Okay.. sure you two can talk until you fall asleep”

Lucas and Sadie were quick to get into bed and they began to whisper to each other.

Both of them were giggling at what they were whispering to each other. They were being cute and playful together as siblings. With their whispers, giggles, and the fact they looked comfortable made it appear as though they were heading off to sleep pretty quickly.

As the sounds of whispering began to fade… Sadie got one last giggle before the kids had fallen asleep. Lucas had already fallen asleep. It seemed like a very peaceful scene for the kids. Neither of them had any problems falling asleep which was not very common for kids… but at least these two slept well.

#f1 #f1 x reader #formula one x reader #formula one imagine #formula one x you #f1 x y/n #formula one x y/n #formula one x oc #daniel ricciardo #daniel riccardo x reader #daniel riccardo imagine #daniel ricciardo x reader #daniel ricciardo x you #daniel ricciardo x female reader #daniel ricciardo one shot #daniel ricciardo imagine #daniel ricciardo f1 #daniel ricciardo fanfic #daniel ricciardo fluff

[kissitbttr]

Okay so like hear me out for Frat!Miguel ideas. Movie night at the frat house, very lowkey setting a few drinks maybe some people had an edible… But muñeca and Gloria being all cuddly, as best friends are. The two of the just in their own worlds watching the movie while cuddling and Miguel and Beck are in the corner just sad and jealous from lack of attention.

i am so happy at the fact that you are realizing that gloria and muñeca are basically each other’s soulmates, they do love each other more than their bfs🤍🤍🤍🤍

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“I hear that strawberries are better fruits for your digestive systems”

“No shit, really?! I thought papayas were good!”

“That’s what i thought! But nopes, it’s all the berries babes!”

Miguel and Beck are sitting by the kitchen counter. wearing the same expression of disbelief as they stare at two of their girlfriends cuddled up in the sofa gossiping about —fruits? While others are busy with their own chatters and rolling blunts.

The girls aren’t even paying attention to the two boys who keep on staring at them. It’s like they’re just living in their own little world. Just simply talking about God knows what, fiddling with each other hands and laughing while they get high on edibles,

It’s like watching two women flirting with each other.

“no me gusta esto” Miguel grumbles, arms crossing over his chest as he slumps against the back cushion. Watching how his girl gets all lovey dovey and giggly with Gloria. “This is not how it’s supposed to go”

“Can’t believe that we are right here, yet they chose to get busy with each other!” Beck remarks in disbelief, shaking his head, “how many edibles did they take anyway?”

“Not counting but a lot” Miguel scoffs, eyes burning holes on Gloria’s side profile who’s staring at Muñeca with a hazy look on her eyes,

Beck notices, nudging him on the side. “Are you planning to kill my girl?”

“No. But i will continue to glare at her if she doesn’t take her eyes off my girl!”

“She’s basically doing the same thing! We’re victims here!”

“Holy fuck, you’re right” Miguel exhales a deep breath, leg bobbing up and down out of frustration. “Jesus—Are they eye fucking each other?!”

“Oh god please don’t make me imagine that. I can’t lose Gloria yet”

“So am i! I got fucking boys from class that i had to get off her back and i got to compete with girls too?!”

Never been so frustrated in his life before. Miguel throws a hard glare at the two of them, and it irks him just a little bit more when he sees muñeca running her fingers through Gloria’s hair. Pair of her eyes staring intently into hers,

“I had this huge crush on Kevin Levin on Ben 10, he’s like really hot—Had a shrine of him when i was twelve” she mentions, playing with the ends of Gloria’s dark hair

“Oh god, baby me too!” Gloria gasps excitedly, hands clutching onto muñeca’s as her eyes grow wide. “What about Danny Phantom?!” Muñeca simply squeals at the mention of his name, continuing to be bashful about her second childhood crush,

Beck and Miguel simply could not believe it! Are they actually ignoring their own boyfriends? To talk about weird cartoon crushes they had when they were young?!

Unacceptable!

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” Miguel mutters harshly, hands going through his hair and groan. “Kingsley! You go in there and get your girl! I need my time alone with mine!”

“I did try! She didn’t want me to! Told me to piss off without even looking at me! How about you get your girl?!”

“And make her mad?! No thanks” Miguel refuses, his scowl only increases when he sees Gloria kisses muñeca’s cheek. Leaving a sheer mark of her lipgloss making both girls giggle. “Oh my god—you know what?!”

And before even Miguel finishes, he marches over the two of them with a pout and an upset frown. Trying his best to not look like a jealous man,

“Miggy! Hi, baby!” Muñeca’s eyes lighting up when she sees her boyfriend standing close, the delt of his muscles flexes a bit when he put his hands on hips. “Me and Gloria were just talking about making pot brownies! Well—she did. I, for one prefer strawberry blondies”

“Nooo, chocolates are better! Tell her, O’hara!” Gloria giggles, poking the dimple on Muñeca’s cheek,

Miguel rolls his eyes, not seeing any humor what’s sitting in front of him. “Not telling her shit—now quit hogging my girlfriend and go to your man”

“What? Jealous?” Gloria wiggles her eyebrows, laughing a little as muñeca snorts. “You have her everyday! I want to cuddle with my baby too”

“She’s not your baby. She’s my baby” Miguel corrects, staring down at Gloria who’s pouting. “You had her for an hour, it’s my turn!”

“Miggy, you can just cuddle with Beck!” His girlfriend suggests with a grin, as if its the most obvious thing. “That way, the girlfriends and boyfriends could be close with each other as well! Am i right?” Muñeca snuggles against Gloria’s neck,

“You’re crazy! I am not cuddling with Beck!” Miguel’s eyes hold a shocking expression, “Why are you suddenly not interested in your own boyfriend?!”

“Because you just want to cuddle with me so you can play with my boobies” Muñeca pouts, face looking like she’s actually heartbroken,

“Of course i do! i love your boobies! Obsessed even! Who doesn’t love your boobies?! Wait—don’t answer that” Miguel backtracks, “Beck doesn’t have boobies. They’re not as comfy as yours!”

“Jeez! Opposed to my chest that much, O’Hara?” Beck chimes in from behind with a smirk

“Cállate, Kingsley!”

#i ship muñeca and gloria!! #frat!miguel

[ilwonuu]

Joshua smut, maybe like a make up smut where y/n and Joshua get into an argument?

yes,,,anon tysm for requesting i hope you enjoy <33

gimme a chance

-`♡´- hong joshua

☾ pairing- nonidol!shua x fem!reader, established relationship, softdom!shua x sub!reader

☾ warnings- smut without plot, angst, reader gets jealous, make up sex, reader is slightly mean, big dick shua,,,needy reader, shua leaves hickeys on reader, kissing, dirty talk, pet names(baby, angel) (shua), oral (f receiving), cum eating, shua is a sweetheart and i die, lmk what else<3

☾ a/n- shua is rotting my brain help me,,,happy 800 followers 💖💖

“could you not walk away from me?” joshua is quick to grab your hand after watching you try to walk away. “let go.” you sigh looking at him annoyed. he looks at you confused. “what did i do?” he looks at you sadly. you two agreed to go to a party jeonghan was throwing. you were excited- well that was until every woman possible was all over joshua. you were trying to ignore it at first but it seemed like he was enjoying the attention. you got upset and walked away from the scene. your boyfriend was quick to follow you.

“where are you going?” you just ignored him grabbing yourself a drink. “why are you ignoring me?” he grabbed your arm to turn you to face him. “tell me what happened. you were excited for this party-“ you cut him off with a scoff. “well that was until you decided to let any girl flirt with you.” you cross your arms looking at him.

“what are you talking about? i was just being nice i wasn’t trying to make you think i was entertaining it.” he sighs at you trying to pull you closer. “can you just take me home?” you take another sip of your drink. “baby- are you really that upset?” his tone comes off annoyed but he doesn’t mean for it to. “yes joshua- i am upset.” you finish your drink throwing the cup away turning around to walk to the car.

“please stop walking away angel.” you shake your head and turn to look at him. “don’t call me that.” you look at him with a sad expression and turn back to walk to the car. his heart hurts at your words. you were being a little mean to him and he isn’t used to it. he doesn’t say another word and trails behind you. he unlocks the car, both of you get in with silence. the drive home was silent as you looked out the window.

you don’t know why this upset you so much. joshua always has attractive women trying to talk to him. he is literally perfect so why wouldn’t they talk to him? you just wish he would just shut them down and not even be nice to them about it. you knew he wouldn’t, joshua is a sweet guy he’s gonna be kind to anyone even if they don’t deserve it. you two get home shortly. you walk into the house with your boyfriend behind you. you sigh as you take off your shoes.

“i’m going to shower.” you don’t even look at your boyfriend before making your way into the bathroom. joshua feels like he could cry. he never wants you to be mad at him like this. after your shower you make your way to your bedroom.

you are welcomed with a teary eyes shua. he looks upset as he looks over at you. “angel can you please come here?” he sighs at you as you walk over to him. he grabs your hand as he looks at you. “baby please talk to me.” he pouts at you.

“joshua- you know why i’m upset. what is there to talk about?” you try to pull away from him but he doesn’t let you. “no- there is definitely something to talk about because you’re still upset with me baby. i don’t want us to fight.” he looks sincere but you can’t help but to think about how one of the girls grabbed his arm.

“joshua- i just feel a little stupid. like why are you bringing me as your date but let other girls flirt with you? i just wish you would tell them how much you want me! i don’t want you to entertain them.” you tear up half way through your sentence and joshua sighs. “i don’t want to watch it anymore.” you let a couple tears escape your eyes. he is pulling you to sit on his lap. you’re just in your towel but you don’t care.

“angel- no i swear i don’t want them to flirt with me. i only want you always.” you shake your head. “it doesn’t feel like it. you are barely touching me anymore! i feel like i am going crazy joshua.” you are almost sobbing in his arms. “that is far from true baby. i touch you all the time. angel i will show you how much i want you and how much you’re all i think about. i hate to see you cry like this.” he pulls you into a hug.

“let me make it up to you angel. so sorry i made you cry.” his voice is gentle as he lays you back on the bed. “shua- please i just want you to touch me please.” you sigh back onto the bed as you take your towel off. “i will angel- you just be patient okay?” he kisses your cheek as you move a little more getting comfortable.

“i need you so bad- shua please.” you moan out as he spreads your legs. “i need a taste before i fuck you angel. keep these pretty legs open, can you do that?” you nod down at him quickly. he moves in between you thighs kissing them. “i never want to fight with you. just want you like this. i’ll make you feel so good angel. i’ll make it up to you.” his voice is filled with lust. his expression is loving as he looks up at you. your hands tangle in his hair as you watch his next move. he licks a stripe to your clit as he keeps eye contact with you.

“s-shua please don’t tease-“ you whine down at him. “mm not teasing angel i’m just taking my time.” he licks sloppily against your folds. he holds your legs open like his life depends on it. he starts to roughly eat you out as he doesn’t take his eyes off you. “you taste so perfect. fuck i’m gonna cum.” your boyfriend admits through breathes as he sucks on your clit. “oh- shua it feels so good-“ you grip on his hair is tightening as your legs start to squirm.

“i’m coming- fuck!” you moan out as you try to close your legs. your boyfriend roughly pins your hips in place, watching you fall apart on his tongue. he licks up your cum keeping intense eye contact. his gaze is making you feel shy. “you are always so perfect for me.” he kisses your head watching you pull his pants down. your boyfriend is pretty big so you mentally prepare yourself.

“you look absolutely beautiful.” he kisses your skin all over. “i’m so sorry i made you cry. i hate seeing you upset with me.” he sighs as he pulls his dick out of his boxers. you spread your legs wide for him.

“it’s okay shua- i just need you to fuck me right now.” he chuckles at you, giving a cute smile. “you ready angel?” he lines up with you looking at your impatient pout. “shuaaa- hurry.” you sigh at him. “okay okay-“ he smiles before pushing in slowly.

“shit- you’re so fucking wet angel.” he sighs as he pushes in another inch. “s-shua- please m-move.” you’re already sensitive from how much your boyfriend stretches you out. he’s always gentle with you because he knows how much you have to adjust to him.

“baby are you sure? i don’t want to hurt you.” he cups your breast rubbing it softly. “y-yea i’m s-so sure shua!” your moans are loud already as he finally bottoms out. “okay angel anything you want.” he kisses your lips as he starts to fuck you deeply. his dick already hitting the spot that has you squirming. “feels s-so good s-shua-“ his hips are fast as he holds you in place.

“you take it so well a-angel fuck.” he leaves sweet kisses against your neck as he suck’s gently. he leaves hickeys across your chest and neck. “fuck- i hate fighting angel. just want you under me like this.” his thrusts have enough force to rock your body with him. “s-shua- right there! i’m g-gonna f-fuck- i’m g-gonna cum.” tears start to stream down your eyes as he speeds up his hips.

“yea? gonna make a mess on my cock angel? come on baby- i’m so close too.” he groans as he pulls you into a kiss. “i love you- shua- i l-love you so much-“ your body shakes as your body lets go. he rubs your clit roughly as you cum around him. “fuck- angel just like that. you took it so well.” he fucks you through your high as his hips start to stutter against you. “i’m coming baby-“ his cums pants the inside of your cunt as he let’s out a loud groan.

“i love you so much.” he smiles down at you as he pulls out. you sigh at the empty feeling as he grabs a rag to clean you. “i’m sorry my love.” he sighs as he cleans you off. “don’t apologize shua- i’m sorry i was being so mean. i could’ve handled it better.” you sigh as he pulls you into his arms. “no you are perfect. i was in the wrong angel. no girls will even get close to me because i’m all yours.” he smiles kissing your lips.

“good, you better be because i don’t like to share.”

#svt joshua #joshua seventeen #joshua #seventeen #svt #svt fanfic #svt smut #svt imagines #svt fic #svt scenarios #svt x reader #seventeen fics #seventeen fanfic #svt fluff #joshua hong

[jeysmullet]

Hi hun! Could I request for a Jey fic where reader is engaged to Jey, but gets mad when she read that he had invited Sexxy Red to be his VIP guest and he makes it up to her. Smut or fluff, you decide!

Love your writing!

fuck my baby daddy.

jey uso x fiancé!fem!reader.

warnings: jey being an idiot, smut, the tiniest bit of exhibitionism (but not really), praise kink, and finally fluff!!

hope you enjoy it bookie 💋. @bebesobrielo

xoxo vaeh.

y/n l/n pov.

Upset can’t describe how i’m feeling right now. Joshua decided it would be a good idea to invite no other than mrs fuck my baby daddy herself, Sexyy Red, to be his vip guest.

“hey mrs fatu,” i heard from someone in front of me. I looked up before locking eyes with Trinity’s. I rolled my eyes laughing before shaking my head.

“girl what’s wrong, you look off?” she spoke as she sat in the chair beside me.

“you’re fucking brother in law is what’s wrong.” i sighed as i ran my hands over my face.

“lord, what did thing two do now?” she shook her head. i didn’t say anything as i just unlocked my phone before showing her the twitter post.

“sexyy red?? what the fuck do he got going on.” she semi-yelled as she read the post.

“girl he got me fucked all the way up, entirely.” i spoke as i placed my phone back into my lap.

“oh girl. i know exactly what you can do.” Trinity said before grabbing my phone &’ tweeting something.

i looked at her after she hit post and smirked as we made eye contact.

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“FUCK MY BABY DADDY??” Jon flinched as he heard his twin brother yell. Jon turned around looking at Josh with wide eyes.

“uce what the hell wrong with you, yelling in my damn ear like that.” Jon said shaking his head before having a phone shoved in his face by Josh.

Jon laughed as he saw what his brother was yelling over. his soon to be sister in law had tweeted out, “fuck my baby daddy” and Josh was freaking out.

“damn uce, what did you do?” The older twin asked as he watched his younger brother pace back and forth.

“man uce, i don’t kno-“ Jon looked at his brother trying to understand why he cut hisself off. Josh’s eyes widened as he came to a realization.

“Sexyy, that’s why.” Josh said sighing as his brother looked at him confused.

“i invited her to be my vip guest and i guess y/n found out.” Josh continued as he ran his hands down his face.

“dumbass,” Jon mumbled before getting smacked in the back of the head.

“not the time Jonathan. i need help.” Jey sighed.

“alright uce , just calm down. i’ll call trin.” Jon speaks as he pulls out his phone before going to his wife’s contact and calling her.

“hey baby,” Trinity’s voice spoke from the phone.

“hey baby, look josh-“ Jon started to speak before the phone got snatched out of his hand.

“trin please i need your help, what did i do?” Josh spoke fast as he held the phone.

“well josh, we can start off by bringing up the fact you invited sexyy red to be your vip guest without warning your fiancé and now she’s upset because she found out from twitter instead of her fiancé.”

Josh could pass out from how stupid he felt at that moment. of course he was going to tell y/n about it, he just never got the chance to.

“shit trin, what do i do to make it up to her?”

“surprise her, take her to dinner and tell her why you didn’t tell her yet i guess.”

“thanks trin, i owe you.” Josh hung up the phone before handing it back to his brother.

“i’ll be right back.” Josh grabbed his phone and sped out of their shared locker room.

Josh passed by multiple superstars on the way to the women’s locker room. Some were confused on where he was rushing to and some had an idea on what was happening.

Josh stood outside the women’s locker room before knocking. He stood there for a minute before Nia Jaxx opened the door.

“Yo can you tell y/n i need to talk to her.”

Nia nods before closing the door again, only for it to open again a few seconds later to reveal an annoyed looking y/n.

“what josh?”

“listen baby i know how this seems but i promise you i was gonna tell you but every time i tried to one of us had something to do.”

Y/n sighed as she stepped further into the hallway closing the locker room door behind her. She grabs Josh’s hand before dragging him to an empty corner.

“I know we’re busy Josh but i wish you would’ve told me instead of me finding out from twitter. you know how twitter mixes things up.”

“I know baby but please believe me. i was gonna tell you.”

“i do believe you josh.”

“oh thank God.” Josh sighed out in relief as Y/n laughs.

“well i still want to make it up to you, let me take you out to dinner after the show tonight. it’s been a while since i’ve treated you to a night out.”

“okay Josh.” Y/n says as she smiles and leans up to place her lips onto Josh’s.

Josh smirks as the two engage in a heated make out session. His hands traveled down her body before reaching her ass. He smacked it before picking her up and placing her on a crate beside them.

Y/n leans her head to the side as Josh kisses her down her neck before going back to her lips.

The two were so lost in one another that they didn’t see Jon standing at the corner. Jon cleared his throat making the two jump.

“Sorry to interrupt but we got a match Josh.” Jon stated while awkwardly looking down.

Josh turned to Y/n and picked her up off the crate before placing her on the ground.

“you good?” Josh asked her when she straightened herself out.

“yeah i’m good, go ahead so you aren’t late.”

“alright, remember dinner tonight.” Josh said as he walked over to his brother.

“i’m guessing your apology went good.” Jon laughed.

Josh shook his head before laughing.

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nobody’s pov.

Josh staggered into the hotel room before closing the door with his foot as he held Y/n in his arms.

He made his way over to the bed before slowly sitting Y/n down on the bed. He let his hands roam her body before making his way to the back of her dress unzipping it. he slid the straps off of her shoulders before pulling the rest of it off her body.

He felt the blood rush to his lower body as he saw her bare body under the dress.

“oh so you wasn’t wearing nothing under that huh? You wanted other people to see what’s mine?” Josh spoke lowly as he lowered his lips to her collarbone sucking the skin before going lower.

Y/n moaned as she felt Josh start sucking on her chest. She let her hands snake down to his head before grabbing it and playing with his hair.

The two were lost in each other as their bodies pressed together in a long and passionate embrace, the weight of the world seemed to lift off their shoulders. The disagreement from earlier fleeting from both of their minds. They moved together in a slow and tender dance, lost in each other's touch.

Josh lifted his head from Y/n’s chest before he slipped his fingers down to her core.

Josh smirked at the girl under him as he feels how wet she is.

“I got you like that mama?”

as the sentence was being spoken, Y/n felt as he brought his thumb to her clit and started rubbing it.

She felt her breath get shakey as she tried to respond to him before giving up after she felt Josh’s fingers slid into her slick. she grabbed his arm trying to push it away from her.

“why you running baby? you wasn’t running when you was rubbing all on my dick at dinner. had me hard in front of all them people.”

“Josh please.” Y/n moaned out as Josh sped up his fingers.

“please what mama? i need your words.”

“i need you baby, i need your dick.”

Josh smiled before pulling his fingers out of his fiancé and bringing them up to his mouth.

He started to line himself up with her entrance before slowly pushing himself in.

Y/n’s back arched off the bed as she felt his dick inside of her.

“you feel so good around this dick baby. this yo dick.” josh grunted as he pounded mercilessly into her.

Y/n could only sob and beg shamelessly for more, hands clawing down his back as she felt her orgasm approached fast under his skilled touch.

Y/n felt her body shake as her orgasm took over her body, gushing around her fiancés dick. Josh felt his dick start pulsing inside of her as her pussy grips him over and over again.

Josh followed Y/n soon after as his cum shoots deep in her before his body collapses on top of hers.

“I love you girl and i’m sorry i didn’t tell you earlier.” Josh lowly said as he softly slid out of her before getting up.

“I love you too Josh. I promise it’s okay.” Y/n’s eyes followed her fiancé as he walked to the bathroom before coming back out with a wet rag.

Josh walked over to y/n before cleaning her up and picking her up to take her to the bathroom.

after she finished with her business and cleaned herself again, Josh came back into the bathroom before picking her up again. He laid her on the bed and gave her the water bottle he got her while she was in the bathroom.

He placed the cover over the both of them before leaning over and turning the light off.

Y/n placed the water bottle onto the nightstand before snuggling into Josh’s chest.

#jey uso #jey uso x reader #jey uso imagine #jey uso fic #jey uso smut #my jey obsession is coming back

[noiryinn]

hoodies

pairing: itoshi rin x male reader

summary: you’re away on a business trip, but come back earlier than expected. you come home to find that rin stole your hoodie.

warnings: none!

word count: 726

a/n: making a drabble cause i’ve been writing way too much and not posting enough. give me some ideas pls i’m in writers blockkk (clingy rin <33)

“i’m home!” you called out as you walked through the doorway, back from a tiring business trip. it was then when you saw rin on the couch, rewatching some game footage. he quickly paused it and hugged you tightly. “hi, rin— is that my hoodie?” you raised an eyebrow and smirked when you saw what he was wearing. there was no denying it, it was one of your favorite hoodies, one of the ones you wore often.

“no…it’s uh…” he tried defending himself. rin tried to turn away from you and hide it, like that’d do anything. you decided to tease him a bit, “you really missed me that bad? you could’ve just called me y’know?” you made a fake thinking face. “what? i didn’t miss you or anything…” he mumbled. you looked down at him and made a fake pout, "aw, you're ignoring me now? cmon, don't you wanna look at your sweet boyfriend whose been away for so long?" rin just stood there, looking flushed. you teased him for another solid 5 or so minutes before he said something.

"you're being mean, n/n." rin muttered at a barely audible level. "hm? i didn't quite catch that—" you got cut off, "i said you're being mean!" he said in a louder tone, sounding upset. rin moved away from you and took off the hoodie, "here take it! i don't even want it that bad!" then, he threw it in your face and walked away. "wait— seriously rin? i was just joking you can have it back!" you tried calling out to him, but to no avail.

all day after that he ignored you. you seriously didn’t make him that mad, did you? honestly, you assumed that he’d just cling to you all day like normal. you loved how you could make a stoic guy like rin so soft and cuddly.

you were in your room on your phone when he came in. “oh? what’s this?” you asked while smirking, “i’m just getting another hoodie.” he tried to sound cold, but it was far from it. “did i really make you mad? i’m sorry” he didn’t acknowledge what you said and dug through your closet to find another hoodie. you sighed and walked up to him before hugging his waist from behind.

“i’m sorry, rin…i was only playing with you.” you mumbled into his ear and left soft kisses along his neck. you saw some redness on his cheeks and you knew you were getting to him. “i’ll make it up to you…” you only got a small ‘hmph’ from him. there was a moment of silence before rin broke it, “…i really missed you,” rin grumbled, “you were gone for so long so i took one of your hoodies.” you were surprised he admitted it so easily.

you chuckled, “there a reason you took my hoodie specifically?” you asked with a slight teasing tone. “they smell like you,” rin’s face was flushed, “uhm…i’m not that mad, okay? i just didn’t want to say that i missed you.” he admitted again. you let go of him and smiled, “really? i missed you too, rin.” he turned around to look at you, “whyd you let go?” rin looked really pouty…it made you really wonder if he was the tough guy he normally was with others.

“hm?” you could barely react before he hugged you, way tighter than normal. rin looked like he snatched your favorite hoodie and slipped it on already. “you’re so clingy, but i still love you for it…” you sighed.

all night after that, he clung to you like a baby. you two were cuddling in bed, rin practically being on top of you, it was almost as if he was trying to prevent you from moving. like that’d ever happen. you closed your eyes before he said one last thing, “don’t be gone for so long again, stupid jerk.” he said under his breath. “i’ll try.” you gently laughed, “i hate when you leave me for so long…” rin gave you a squeeze, “i hate when i leave you for too long too” a soft smile played on your lips, “i love you, and goodnight, rin.” you looked at his pretty face, you couldn’t help but admire his eyes, his eyelashes, everything about him was perfect to you, “i love you too, meanie.”

#bllk #bllk fluff #bllk x male reader #bllk x reader #bllk x y/n #bllk x you #blue lock #blue lock fluff #blue lock x male reader #blue lock x reader #bllk rin #rin itoshi #itoshi rin #itoshi rin x reader #itoshi rin x you #itoshi rin x y/n #itoshi rin x male reader #x male y/n #x male reader #blue lock x you #fluff #cute #blue lock x y/n #mlm #this is short

[heartsforseo]

Monster trio x fem! reader

Summary: Reader has period cramps and monster trio tries to comfort them. request=open requested: <yes> <no> wc: 895 ft: monster trio warning: talks about cramp

You woke up, groaning in pain and clutching your stomach. Five more days and it’ll be over, and in your opinion, the second days were always the worst.

And so, you had made up your mind and decided to hang around your bed until the day ends, maybe even get some sleep to ease up the pain.

Luffy was upset. He woke up early in the morning and caught a huge fish with Ussop and Chopper.

Obviously, he wanted to show it to you, but you never came out. The first time the door had opened he was already climbing up the stairs, but his face had met the door instead, and right behind it was Nami in her signature bra and pants.

The second time the door opened, he was standing right next to it. He let out a small snort and quickly tackled the person that came out. But, he was met with a hand smooshing his face away and the person stood up. Oh, it was Robin.

“Why hasn’t Y/n come out yet Robin? The fish is in the aquarium already!” Luffy whined.

“Maybe you should check up on her, Luffy. Make sure to not make a mess though, Nami will be mad.” The archeologist replied.

Luffy’s face contorted into a cheeky grin and left the area. He went inside the girl’s room and there he saw you; curled up like a cocoon, your hands clutching on your stomach and your head nestled on your legs.

“Y/n!” Luffy said cheerfully. “I have so many things to tell you! So basically I caught this HUGE fish and—Y/n?”

Luffy looked at you, your body slightly shaking and you bit the bottom of your lips.

“H-hey, should I call Chopper or something..?” Luffy muttered, shaking your body relentlessly.

You touched the poor man’s hand and he finally stopped. “Don’t worry Luffy, it’s nothing serious. It’ll go away eventually.”

“What do you mean by that? Aren’t you in pain?”

You chuckled, “Yes I am, but it is a different type of pain. I’ll explain it to you someday, but for now—I just want to stay with you.”

“So you ARE in pain. Why didn’t you tell me?” Luffy asked, completely ignoring the other words you had said.

You sighed and sat up, still clutching your stomach, “Fine, I’ll explain it to you.”

“Do you get it now?”

“Not really. But that’s unfair. I don’t want you suffering for a week every month! Hmm…I know now! I'll ask Sanji to get you your favorite food!"

With that said, Luffy left the room and came back, "Here, I got you your favorite food, Y/n! Though I ate the other four..." 

"Thank you, Luffy. How about you tell me what happened with the fish? You never finished did you?"

Luffy sat on your bed and flashed a big smile, ready to tell you what happened while you were away.

You had promised Zoro that you were going to train with him. You may be in pain, but you're a man of your word.

You went up to the crow's nest and saw the swordman meditating. Waiting for you, you presume.

"That's ten over two. Have you been slacking off?"

"Of course not!" you tried defending yourself, "I'm just not feeling it today…"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. You were holding your stomach after all." The swordman replied, not failing to notice your grip on your stomach.

Zoro walked away and sat down where you first saw him, "Attack me when you're feeling better. I'd want to fight you at your best."

Not one to accept snarky remarks, you picked up the sword beside you and stood up. You charged at the green-haired man, and your vision turned upside down.

"Stupid woman," the man muttered.

He puts his hands out and catches your falling figure, "I'm not gonna let you go until you tell me what's wrong."

"…Just some cramps," you finally let out.

Zoro sighed and let go of you, "You should've told me. No wonder why you weren't in shape."

"Hey!"

Zoro sat and pulled you to him, "You're probably cold, right? Well, I'll be with you, so don't whine no more."

That sleep was a breeze. First, you were being cuddled by Zoro in a quiet room, and second, you were being cuddled by Zoro in a quiet room. The only time you guys were woken up was by Sanji fuming outside the window.

"I don't wanna get up," you muttered to yourself.

If it weren't for the sound of knocking, you probably wouldn't get up.

You open the door and see Sanji with a tray of your favorite food and some heating pad.

"S-sanji, what are you doing here…?"

"Can I not see my lover anymore? Go get dressed up, and I'll clean your bed."

You let out a little smile and took a shower. You could hear a few shuffling outside here and there. After a few minutes, you stepped out of the bathroom and saw your side of the room neatly cleaned.

Sanji was waiting patiently, sitting at the bedside.

"Are you ok, my love? Can you walk?" He asked.

"Yes, of course, Sanji," you replied

"Do you want to stay in your room or leave? I'd like to stay by your side."

"I'd like to stay here…with you, Sanji. I'm happy that you are my lover."

"No, I'm glad that you said yes that day."

DAMN THAT GOT CHEESY T__T AND UH... I HOPE YALL ENJOYED IT. I RAN OUT OF IDEAS FOR SANJI ND ZORO SO IT GOT SHORTER. NO FAVORITISM HERE YALL. ALSO IF SOMEONE GETS THE REFERENCE I'D BE SET FOR LIFEEEE

#fypfypfypfypfypfypdypfypfypfypfypfypfyfpfyfpfyp #tumblr fyp #x reader #fluff #one piece #gn reader #one piece live action #luffy x reader #monster trio x reader #monster trio #one piece monster trio #op monster trio #opla x reader #opla #monkey d luffy x reader #Monkey D Luffy x reader #Luffy x reader #Zoro x reader #roronoa zoro x reader #Roronoa Zoro x reader #zoro x reader #Vinsmoke Sanji x reader #Black Leg Sanji x reader #sanji x reader #Sanji x reader #sanji #luffy #zoro #roronoa zoro #vinsmoke sanji

[unimpressed-writes-again]

Take it

Gojo x F Reader

Summary: Satoru comes back from a mission pissed and you just look like a a way for him to …relive some stress

Warning: Smut penetration rough sex pussy eating dick sucking a little bit of Dacryphilia multiple Orgasms

It was a rare occasion that Satoru would be so pissed to the point he couldn’t bounce back.

Satoru walked into the living room of your shared place, his eyes landed on you sitting on the couch watching TV you looked up at him “Ah Satoru welcome back” you smiled at him, but he didn’t reciprocate it he stared at you with a blank expression.

“Satoru” you said voice laced with worry “are you alright” you asked but he still remained silent, his eyes trailed down your body stopping at the hem of your skirt.

Satoru pulled at your skirt a motion for you to take it off,”take it off” those were the first words he spoke to you since getting back.

You stare at him in disbelief “wow Toru you just got back upset and you’re being cryptic, telling me to take off my skirt. “Please” he said tugging at the piece of clothing “come on I’ll tell you if you do it” you were reluctant to do so, but you were worried about him so in the end you caved in.

That’s how you ended up with your back pressed against the wall hands above your head, with Satoru eagerly devouring your lips ah~ you moaned at the sensation. Satoru’s hand traverse up your skirt his thumb rubbing light circles on your clit, ahh~ you moaned once again clamping your thighs around his fingers wanting to feel more.

He broke away from your lips leaving you panting and out of breath, Satoru picked you up and lightly (that’s a lie) tossed you on the bed. He got down on his and swiftly pulled of your underwear discarding it on the floor, his mouth eagerly found your clit sucking at it.

He pushed your legs towards your chest giving him more access, ahhh~ you rubbed yourself against his face earning a groan from him he sped up, you pulled at his hair moaning loudly as he lightly bit at your clit making you cum he got up wiping his lips. “Greedy girl what about me” he said grabbing your hand “it’s not fair that you’re the only receiving pleasure”.

You looked up at him breathing heavily calming from your high, he pulled you to ground “ow! My butt” he laughed a little pulling his pants and underwear down. “Go on suck” “if I didn’t care for you you’d be in shit for this” you said stroking his cock, you licked the slit at the tip putting your mouth around it you sucked at his cock, stroking the rest of it with your hand ah~ “that feels so fucking good” he said gripping the sides of your head thrusting himself in. You chocked holding onto his thighs he fucked himself into your mouth, his breath grew ragged, as he pushed your head down his whole cock cuming in your mouth.

He pulled himself out “swallow it” he said and so you did “good girl” he said placing you back on the bed. He spreads your foldshe rubs his cock on you clit swiftly pushing his cock in, “look at that so fucking wet” ahhh!~ you moaned tears pricked from your eyes from the being so filled with him. He started to move increasing his pace each thrust ahhh!~ you dug your nails in his back, he grips your hips fucking you harder and rougher ahhh!~ you both moaned in sync.

He leaned down and pinched your nipple sucking and biting the other one, he folded you in a mating hitting your good spot “Satoru!” You moaned his name ahhh~ he groaned “ah~ feels Soo goood” mm~by this point you were a moaning mess.

You clenched around his cock ahhhh!~ you cam hard shortly after he cam in you with a loud grunt, you’re both looking at each other heavily breathing.

The next day…

“Ok you have to tell me why you were so mad last night

“No don’t worry about I’m not mad anymore

Toru we talked about this you can trust me tell me

So that’s what what happened

…That’s why oh my lord my body aches so bad for that reason you’re the worst

What it was totally not my fault you can’t be mad

Hi my lovelies I hope you enjoyed this🤗 have a lovely day/night and remember you are beautiful.

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[wc-confessions]

I think it's still fucked up that Alderheart was forced into being a Med. Cat because he needed more time and training than most apprentices.

I know that's not the whole story, but damn does this whole situation make me mad. When Bramblestar breaks the news to him that he MUST be a Medicine Cat, he literally says "Oh yeah it's the will of God, kiddo!!!!!" and then refuses to elaborate while he expects him to just. Not get upset by that?

And then when he does realistically get upset, Molewhisker, the person who should be advocating for him, reaffirms that yeah actually you really suck Alderpaw!! You are worthless because you can't hunt or fight despite only being in training for a month now!!! Now shut up and get into the Medicine Den you worthless fuck

And Leafpool and Jayfeather? Oh yeah they don't care that this child is being forced into this job because his dad is going on a powertrip. Oh yeah we definitely got a vision from God and it was definitely about you, despite the fact that there are so many cats with white tail tips that it could be about literally anyone else in the world.

And this is presented as a good thing, apparently. Ignoring the fact that he gets a prophecy/quest later on, I don't think it's good to tell anyone that oh yeah you need to change professions because you're taking too long to learn. Yeah you really suck at your job right now, so I am going to force you into a new job you don't want and there's nothing you can do about it because I said so. Improvement? Working hard and learning? What's that? Yeah I can't hear you, it's the will of God, sorry buddy :(((

Like. It just makes me so mad to think that Alderpaw was essentially punished for needing more help than most cats. Like come on, would it really be so hard to monitor his progress a little more and give him more time without judging or scolding him? And would it be so difficult to not shame him every time he misses an "easy" catch, or scream at him whenever he gets lost in a daydream, or fuck up his self-esteem by not even offering him praise when he succeeds?

And why didn't anyone stick up for him at all, considering that Bramblestar & Co. confronted him publicly with this? Squirrelflight? Lionblaze? Sparkpaw? Jayfeather, who was also forced to be a Med. Cat? Why didn't anyone push back against this? The whole prophecy/vision is sketchy as hell considering that the only hint they got was a white tail tipped cat. Somebody should've questioned this more.

Oh dang this is getting long. Umm. So. That's the end, thank you for coming to my Ted Talk guys!! And thank you to Alderheart for simply existing in this world, love you dude :)

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#confession #alderheart

[effervescentdragon]

Carra whump is so underrated like I so desperately need a beat up Carra being tended to by Gnev. Bonus points if he was brawling defending Gnev’s honour.

i had a certain au in mind but that one isn't really ripe for picking in my mind, however i saw this art of yours this morning in between my slumbers and, well. i really hope you like this <3

"Gaz, lay off - lay off, shit - ow, ow, c'mon -"

"Carra, I swear to fuckin' God, shut the fuck up you baby, you brought this on ya self -"

"Youse could be a bit gentler -"

"Then move your head, I can't get to the cut and it's still fuckin' bleedin', 's not stoppin -"

"Ah, it's nothin'. Might leave a scar, though, how cool would that be, just -"

"Shut the fuck up, James!"

Jamie shuts up, because Gary actually yells at him, loud and proper. The breath he sucks in after is shaky, his lips pinched and his eyebrows furled, but when Jamie looks into his eyes, they're... they're huge, and Jamie doesn't know what that means.

"Gary?" Jamie says quietly, his burst lip opening up again. He feels it start to bleed again and he licks the iron, not wanting Gary to get even more upset. "Gary, lad, I'm -"

"Don't call me lad, I'm older than you." Gary scowls. The paper towel in his hand makes a reappearance, and Gary's touch is surprisingly gentle when he dabs against Jamie's lip.

"Not taller, though," Jamie says on reflex. He's had a growth spurt from one summer to the other in his teens, and now, at nineteen, he towers over Gary for the third year in a row.

Well, usually he towers over Gary. Not right this moment, though.

Now, he's sat on the edge of the tub in Gary's upstairs bathroom as Gary tries to deal with the mess that's Jamie's face after the fight. Gary himself hasn't been hurt; Gary hadn't even been there. He'd got to the alley just as that piece of shit John threw the final kick, and seeing Gary, him and his two friends gunned it out of there like there was no tomorrow. Gary'd screamed at them, fiery as always and fully prepared to beat up high school kids, if the furious way he was swearing was any indication, but Jamie'd tried to move and groaned in pain. That distracted Gary thoroughly and completely.

"They aren't aren't in," he explained as he half-dragged, half-carried Jamie to his Aunt's house. "They're with the kids, some camp this whole week and I came in earlier than I was supposed to. Aunt Linda left the key for me, thought I could use some alone time away from my folks on my break," he'd said. "I already hate this town and it hates me, how the fuck am I supposed to rest when the first thing I see is your arse being kicked by some kids?"

"There was three of them," Jamie had tried to protest, but Gary scowled at him and told him to shut up and sit hii ass down so he could see how badly he was hurt.

That brought them to this; Jamie sitting on the edge of the bathtub and Gary looking down at him after cleaning his face with some alcohol and gauze. Jamie's head hurts, and he's pretty sure there's something wrong with his ribs, but Gary is fretting and he is mad - maybe at Jamie, probably, he's always mad at Jamie these days - and he is so, so cute when he's all commanding and taking charge. Jamie understands why he's the captain of the Under 21s.

"Where else are you hurt?" Gary asks, his hand tracing Jamie's busted brow, as if unthinking of the action, and Jamie suddenly also understands that his adolescent crush might not have been as far away in the past as it used to be. "Tell me."

Jamie's left hand is on Gary's waist. He's acutely aware of that fact, because he grabbed onto Gary for support when Gary started cleaning his face. He wants to hold on, but he makes himself let go.

"I'm fine, leave it. You fixed me up as well as possible, and I'll be -"

"Jamie." Jamie stops, again, because Gary doesn't call him Jamie anymore, not like before, when Jamie was fourteen and Gary was seventeen and the best football player Jamie knew and a friend and larger than life. These days it's all wrong, or it feels like it's all wrong. It's Carra when he's in a good mood and James when he's mad, and Jamie doesn't know what to do with this, or with the soft little, "Please."

He looks up at Gary. He's still larger than life, somehow. His eyes are still huge and a beautiful brown colour.

"My ribs," he says, equally quietly. "That cunt got a kick in at the end, and I don't think they're broken -"

"Take off your shirt."

Jamie tries not to react, but the tone Gary uses and the words, put together... Jamie's acutely aware he's not looking at Gary and that his face feels hot as he obeys. He's slow in taking of his dirty shirt. It's red, so at least the blood doesn't show. He drops it on the floor and closes his eyes as Gary bends over, then goes on his knees in front of Jamie to better look at his ribs.

Jamie takes one look down and shuts his eyes tightly enough he sees spots playing in the darkness behind his lids.

Cold fingers press against his skin. "Does this hurt?" Jamie shakes his head, and Gary continues pressing until he finds the place that makes Jamie wince. "That's what I thought. I don't think they're broken, but ya gotta take it easy for a while."

Jamie nods. Gary's fingers are warming up on Jamie's skin. "Aye, captain," he tries to put some scorn in his tone, but he knows it all comes out wrong. He still hasn't opened his eyes.

He hears Gary shuffling and huffing. His breathing is erratic and he leans on Jamie's thigh in support as he gets up. Jamie forces himself to open his eyes.

Mistake. Gary is staring at him like he wants to see inside Jamie's mind. "Why were you fighting?" he asks. His shirt is white. There's dirt on one side, in the shape of Jamie's fingertips. Jamie knows how soft the material is, and how soft Gary's waist is under it.

"They were talkin' shit," Jamie says. It's cold in the bathroom, but he's running hot. "I couldn't let them get away with it."

Gary rolls his eyes. "You talk shit, Carra, you should know how it goes. The fuck did they say to you to make ya think it's a good idea to fight three of them?"

"There were only two when I threw the first punch," Jamie corrects, and Gary lets out a giggle.

"You're an idiot," he says, and there is a little smile in the corner of his mouth that he can't hide. "You could've got seriously hurt, and then what? You'd lose the place in the squad, you just wrote me they're letting you debut for the first team, you idiot! Nothing they said is worth missing that shot, James, I told you to keep your temper, I told you it'll get ya into trouble, and I was right, look at your face now, all busted up -"

"What, am I not handsome anymore?" Jamie grins, his lip hurting like hell but worth it to see Gary scowl again. "I'm still the handsomest bastard youse've seen -"

"Bastard is right, ya' idiot, to miss a chance because of fightin' -"

"But hadsome? Rugged, wouldn't ye say -"

"I'd said it a million times and I'mma say it again, only an idiot would risk the first team for fightin' -"

"Well I was fighting for ye honour, so catch me doing that again when all it gets me is bein' called an idiot!"

Jamie doesn't think when he says it. Him and Gary had always bantered, quick as whips both of them, and Jamie had always enjoyed it a bit too much to truly think about all the shit he's saying when he's winding Gary up.

"My - what?" Gary looks like someone's struck him. "My honour? What the fuck're you talkin' 'bout?"

Jamie says nothing. He's got nothing to say, or at least nothing that won't break something between him and Gary. It's all wrong these days, with Gary staring for United and Jamie on his way to be starting for Liverpool. There's a difference, a distance there ever since he switched from blue to red. It's not something they've ever talked about but... Jamie remembers. He remembers kids in red jerseys surrounding Gary, big kids, bigger than Gary was back then and much bigger than Jamie. He remembers the taunts and the words that his Ma told him never to repeat if he doesn't want her to wash his mouth out with soap. He remembers Gary's look when Jamie kicked the ball back to him on the playground, and how his frown disappeared when he saw his blue jersey when Jamie was eleven. He remembers the frown deepening when Jamie came to their playground in a red jersey for the first time.

"James," Gary says, and both his voice and his eyes are serious. "What did they say?"

Jamie clenches his fists. "Nothing, Gaz. Leave it alone, I didn't mean to say it, just ignore me."

Gary is still looking at him, and Jamie hates how fucking beautiful Gary's eyes are. Hates how much he likes when Gary smiles, lines appearing around them when he laughs at Jamie's stupid jokes. Hates how fragile Gary looks in the bad bathroom lights, like Jamie could break him with one word. Hates how much he wants to feel how that stupid barely-there moustache would feel against his skin. Hates how he knows they don't have that much time anymore, to fuck around with the ball every summer like they've been doing so far. Hates that he knows a darby is inevitable. Hates how he can recognize Gary's smell, even over the alcohol and the blood. Hates how much he just - wants.

Gary furrows his brows, then seems to decide on something. He lets the dirty towel fall on the floor as he steps closer between Jamie's legs, and the movement startles Jamie so much he grabs for Gary's waist with both hands this time. He swallows, grasping onto the white shirt, his breathing a lot heavier.

Gary's hand is shaking when he brings it down to trace the bruise on Jamie's cheek he can feel forming. "Jamie," Gary says, and it isn't fair, how much that one word affects him. "Jamie, were you defending me? Is that why you got hurt?"

Jamie swallows around his dry throat again. His whole body is hurting. His whole body feels like he's on fire. He can feel Gary's heat over the material of the shirt, where his fingers press down.

"I'm no prince charming," he says, stupidly, nonsensically. Gary smiles, and Jamie's startled to realise he hasn't seen that kind of smile on Gary in a while.

"No, you aren't," Gary says. His other hand rests on Jamie's shoulder. "But you're pretty charming, all ruggedly handsome, you."

Jamie tears his eyes away from Gary's lips to look into his eyes. It feels too hot in the little bathroom. Gary's fingers splay across Jamie's neck. It feels like the whole world is pausing. Jamie feels like he can't breathe. He tightens his hold on Gary's waist, maybe pulls him closer. He doesn't really know. None of this makes sense.

Turns out, he can breathe.

He takes the next breath right from Gary's lips, soft and hesitant and hotter than anything he's ever felt before. The angle is awkward but he realises he can hug Gary close and -

"- for fuck's sake Jamie, I can taste blood, I busted your lip, sorry -"

"Nah," Jamie grins, opening his eyes. "Fuck it. Bust it again," he says, and pulls Gary in.

#sooooooo #no idea what this is. i hope you enjoy it #carraville #football rpf #my writing #effervescentdragonwrites #i just think theyre both dumbasses #and should kiss abt it. so they do #this is all i did today #tell me what you think pls? 🥺

[hells1nfern0]

Everyone whos saying they pulled a 5 hour long bait and switch on people just for the hl2vrai trailer. It wasn't just a bit for that it was so much more than that. Everyone is switching on a dime calling it such a good joke or staying stuck mad and pissy about it. Genuinely it was a fun stream. It was something the RTVS team clearly had a lot of fun making, they put 3 years of work and planning into it. There is more to them than HLVRAI. They never directly said it would be HL2VRAI.

But honestly though. I can't blame them for teasing it as such. If YOU put 3 years of effort into something would you allow it to just get ignored by everyone because it isn't what everyone cares about you for. Or would you want to make sure all the people started liking you for it initially would see how you grew.

BrBaVRAI was the same thing that HLVRAI was supposed to be. A fun stream with friends.

It isn't just for you man. It's supposed to be something fun and if you genuinely threw a shitfit about it or if you gave up on it called it unfunny, mid, or even bad. Only to turn around once you got what you Wanted.

You do not deserve what the RTVS crew will make.

You do not deserve HL2VRAI

EDIT: Honestly I don't care about most of the shit people are upset about. Yeah its fine for them to troll you they're known for that. Don't treat their work like it was always shit up until the point they gave you the shit you were waiting for. Just because you wanted a Twix doesnt mean a Snickers doesn't taste just as sweet. They aren't morally bad people for a prank that upset you.

#hlvrai #hlvrai2 #hl2vrai #brbavrai #I'm just frustrated is all. I was genuinely hoping that it would be a switch around bait because it would be funny #I even thought it would be funny if people got upset about it #But what I saw was just rude and petty. Even if someone wasn't being all pissy pissy about it there was still so much passive agression #and a ton of fucking guilting #The rtvs crew is not morally in the wrong for a joke you are just sensitive and do not care about them as people #You only see them as a vending machine. #people are already scraping for shit from the trailer ignoring the entirety of the work they did before that #like genuinely if you ignore all of brbavrai just for your little trailer thats genuinely shitty and not fair to the crew for all the work #they did #anyways ill probably stop posting today abt it just it makes me so mad just watching people shit on it when i can tell they loved what they #made #rtvs

[ghastbutlikegay]

by the way i just wanna make sure it's clear that i would 100% rather have my RSD triggered than have someone let me make them uncomfortable to protect my feelings. my disproportionate emotional response is not your responsibility. i dont want people to feel uncomfortable or upset because of me. me having ADHD and being sensitive is not an excuse for me to hurt you

#this isnt about anything in particular #i just remembered a post i saw recently where someone was talking about people using rsd as an excuse to make people let them do whatever #i wanna make sure it's clear that when i mention rsd #it's from a place of 'i would appreciate if you clarify that you dont hate me for doing something that annoyed you/upset you/made you mad' #and not 'never ever tell me to knock it off and never ever be visibly annoyed by me' #i can handle people being mad or annoyed at me #sometimes i just need to hear that like. i didnt ruin a friendship/it isnt forever/they dont hate me now #and id much rather be temporarily upset than lose a friend because they felt like they couldnt tell me i was doing something wrong #and then got fed up with me continuing to do the thing yknow

[batfamhyperfixation]

Jason: *just vibing, thinking his thoughts*

Bruce: What?

Jason: What do you mean what?

Bruce: You were smiling

Jason: Am I not allowed to be happy?

Bruce: You are, but that was just, like, an evil smile

Jason: *offended, turning to Dick* Bruce thinks I have an evil smile

Bruce: I don't think you have an evil smile, just that particular smile looked evil

#neither were smiling after this #based on the exact same conversation i had with my mother (ft. my brother in the place of dick) #incorrect batfamily quotes #jason todd #bruce wayne #dick grayson #idk why so many adults have a mistrust when it comes to me being silent #they all think im plotting something like dude im just thinking about hyperfixations im not doing anything #like my mom and my grandma both say to my face that they get uncomfortable when i stop talking for a while #ive had my brother come home saying past teachers apparently used to say that they could never tell what i was thinking cause apparently #they thought i had an evil smile too but dude you all were the ones that told me to shut up and the ones that got me in trouble for talking #so i dont know why you get upset when i stop talking like dude i got adhd i have 2 modes 'say every thought in my head' and 'dont say any #thoughts im having out loud' like adhd means I cant filter my thoughts so it is all or nothing so you cant be mad at both states #sorry for that rant #anyway thought that this interaction would fit well with bruce and jason