#cody is good at being a boyfriend when he lets himself be

[fleurrreads]

hi hi hi! could you write something for charles leclerc x single!mom!reader? maybe her son ( or daughter or both ) both him for the first time and they're all protective over their mom, and she has to leave them alone for sometime and when she finds them they're bonding? this probably does not make sense but oh well have something to eat and some water if you haven't in the last hour! and can i be 🎧 anon, if it isn't taken already? my pronouns are she/her and i'm 18!

an: i had a lot of fun writing this one, and i think it has a special place in my heart forever ♡ i’ll add you to the list! welcome lovely 💫

You’ve been seeing Charles for about four months now. In that time you haven’t introduced him to your son — Cody, who is seven. You were worried about him meeting your boyfriends and them leaving, which would mean they also leave him behind. So none of your boyfriends have ever met Cody.

Charles knows about Cody though, and vice versa. You’re currently dressing up to go out on a date with Charles as Cody sits on your bed, little feet dangling from the side. “You look so pretty mommy. Are you going on a date today?” The little boy rubs his eyes, visibly exhausted from the day. He has a lot of energy during the day and then he winds down and passes out by nine. He’s a lot like you in that sense.

You sit down on your bed next to him, pressing a kiss to his temple. “Thank you baby. Yes I’m going on a date with Charles today. He’ll be here soon to pick me up.” You see the gears turning in his little head, and he meets your eyes. “Do you trust him?” He asks, fiddling with the hem of your dress. A nervous tick he got from you no doubt.

“Yes angel, I trust him more than anyone. Do you want to meet him and see for yourself?” The only way Cody will be less worried about you is if he met Charles and saw for himself that he was a good guy. He nods, gathering himself up and running to the living room where Scooby Doo is playing on the tv, the babysitter that you got for tonight was still on the way so you wouldn’t be able to leave before she arrived.

You hear the distinctive sound of Charles’ car coming to a stop in-front of your house when you see Cody’s head shoot up, looking through the curtain at the car that stopped in front. “Woah” You hear him softly whisper to nobody in particular. You smile , making your way towards the front door to let Charles inside.

Charles looks absolutely incredible, not too fancy and not too casual. He kisses you on the cheek, aware of the little boy now sitting on the couch looking warily at him. “Hello my love, are you nearly ready to go?” He looks at Cody, smiling at him. “Hello Cody. It’s nice to officially meet you.” he shakes the little boy’s hand.

Cody smiles softly, “It’s nice to meet you, uncle Charles.” Your heart warms at the smile on Charles’ face. You walk to the bedroom. “I’ll be back in a few minutes, I just need to finish getting ready.” You sit down at your vanity, trying to finish your makeup as fast as you can to not leave Cody with Charles too long. You know Cody isn’t always comfortable at first with people, and you don’t want him to feel like that with Charles.

In the living room Charles hunches down to Cody’s level. “What’s wrong Cody? Did I do something wrong?” He wants to make a good impression on him, because he sees you and him being together for a long time. Cody looks at him with big eyes. “Do you really like my mommy?”

Charles’ heart aches as he looks at Cody. He’s trying to protect your feelings before you can get hurt. He’s probably seen you come back from other dates either absolutely exhausted or crying.Charles realises that Cody just doesn’t want you to go through that again.

Tears are now prominent on the little boy’s waterline as Charles gives his arm a reassuring squeeze. “I love your mom. She’s an incredible woman and I’d like to spend a long time making her happy. She means a lot to me, you know. And I’d like to make you happy too. I was thinking that we could go on a drive tomorrow if you’d like. We can go get ice cream and stop by any shop you want.” Charles notices the hint of excitement in Cody’s eyes. He also sees the relief in the little boy’s face, hearing Charles speak so lovingly about his mom.

Cody grins at him, “I’d love to! Your car is really cool. Does it go really fast?” Question after question falls from the little boy’s mouth, his excitement not contained anymore. Charles chuckles, sitting down on the couch next to Cody, answering every question he’s got.

You finally emerge out of the bedroom, hair done nicely, makeup finished as you make your way to the living room where you find no Charles and no Cody. How odd. As you begin searching you hear giggles coming from the kitchen and your heart swells at the image you see as you peek around the corner.

Cody’s sitting on the counter, a pancake in his mouth, laughing at Charles who’s attempting to flip the pan expertly as to flip the pancake around. He failed miserably as the pancake misses the pan and splats on the floor. Cody laughs loudly. “You’re so silly Charlie.”

A nickname. Cody gave Charles a nickname. You feel your heart ache as you smile at them. Charles has a faint flush to his cheeks when he spots you in the hallway, a smile on your face. “What’s going on in here? Are you burning my house down, Cha?” Cody turns his head to you, still happily snacking on a pancake that didn’t fall to the floor. “We’re making pancakes! Do you want one mommy?” Cody offers you a plate with a smiley-faced pancake and you can’t help but laugh. “Sure, thank you baby.” You sit down at the counter, enjoying the moment with them.

Charles made you call the babysitter to cancel. “Why would we go anywhere else when this is where I could only dream to be.” He took your hand as you’re now sitting on the couch. Cody sitting on his other side, you see Charles holding his hand as well. Your heart swells at the image, and you realise that this was what you’d dreamed of as a little girl. A perfect family.

“We can go on a date another day this week. This moment is more important.” Charles whispers, giving you a small kiss and continuing to watch the cartoons on tv.

You realise that this is how you’d be able to spend forever. With them. With Charles.

reblogs and comments are highly appreciated! ★

#charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc x single!mom!reader #charles leclerc x female reader #f1 x female reader #f1 x y/n #f1 x you #f1 x reader

[rhodesrider]

Gone

Yandere! Cody R. x Black! Fem! Reader

Author’s Note: Now this is total different from my usual content I post. If you do not like this type of stuff which is obsession and murder, Please do not read.

Warning: Once again Minors DNI / 18+ Only, Murder, Unhealthy Obsessions, blood, weapons, psychological horror themes, mentions of cheating, mentions of sexual behavior

You have been warned.

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“I don’t get why would he just leave…”

Y/N sighed after her sobbing for about a hour, she sat on her bed looking at the note looking over it once more. Seeing the writing was rushed and messy, like he was in a rush. Her ex now MIA left her note and she’s been worried since the sun was up for the morning time. She was so confused in top of that because he was find the other day, he bought her flowers, they went out and watched some movies. They were having a nice time for once besides just arguing and spending the night in separate rooms. But the next morning hit and she was hoping to see him next to her but instead she sees a single note. “Everything was fine…” her mind was clouded, she couldn’t think at all. Just more tears started to fall somehow she felt like it was her fault. She was probably asking too much of him to where he just leaves from being overwhelmed in their relationship. She heard her phone go off and glanced to the side seeing that it was her friend Cody, he was a mostly a busy man, but he always knew when to call. She smiled some and picked up the phone, cleaning her face some. “Hey Cody.”

Cody smiled as he heard her angelic voice, “Hey Pumpkin, you doing good today? You usually text me after I get off work to see how our days were.” She smiled at the sound of her second support, Cody has always been a good friend to her. He listens to her venting and gives the best advice. “I know, I’m sorry I didn’t it’s just…he’s gone. All he left was a note. Saying that “You’ll find better” and more stupid shit.” She sniffled and wiped her tears away with a tissue. Cody sighed hating to hear her cry, that’s the last thing he wants. “Did you try his cell?” He asked as he smiled going on another phone, holding it with black gloves and scrolling down messages. “I have and he left me on read. I don’t get what’s going on. Did I do something wrong Cody?” “No no angel, your perfect. He doesn’t know it and I don’t think he’s ever gonna know it.” He smirked. The phone he soon turned off making sure the tracker was off and all. “Give me one second please Y/N.” He put the phone on mute and smashed the phone to pieces on the ground. Turning her back of mute he brought his composer back. “But yea you didn’t do anything. I don’t know why he just up and left you both were having such a good time yesterday.” She agreed fully. As she continued to vent and figure out what’s going on, Cody just simply put her on speaker and walked over to an open space in his garage. He stopped in front of a man, a man that was tied up and drugged in a chair. He just smiled and muted himself again while she continued to vent and cry. “She deserves better ya know? And you can’t give her that. I saw you trying thou.” His gaze darkened. “That was precious. Trying to keep her from me, I’ve been nothing but a great friend to her. But you wanted to be in my way. “Baby I don’t know he gives me weird vibes.”” He mocked as he remembered the times hearing him speak ill of Cody.

He unmuted himself, “Hey Y/N, have you heard from him at all?” He sounded so concerned, it made Y/N worry. “No I haven’t, he even turned off his location.” She sighed as she went to the Ifind app and it was still buffering on his whereabouts. “How about I come over and if we have to I’ll go to the police station with you as well if nothing comes up in a day or two. He can’t just stop all connections with you.” The boyfriend looked at Cody with somewhat pleading eyes, Cody just smiling at him happy he’s finally able to get his chance. “Thank you Cody, I’ll let you know if something comes up.” “Ok sweetheart, talk later. I hate it when you’re upset, hopefully he has a very reasonable explanation for this.” As Cody said those last words he held up a gun. Examining it and the boyfriend’s eyes widened and wanted to scream. The drug isn’t letting him. Cody hung up and kissed the gun looking at the dude. “You know, her favorite color is Green. Did you know that?” The boyfriend shook his head fast trying to defend himself but soon was pistol whipped. “NO YOU DIDN’T YOU FUCKING IDIOT. YOU THOUGHT IT WAS PINK.” Cody screamed in his face in anger, turning absolute red. “You are a waste to her and she still cares. I want that, I want her to care about me like she does for a parasite like you.” He calmed himself, slowly putting the barrel to the boyfriend’s neck looking in his eyes with a darkened deadly glare. “You are nothing more than dirt to the woman. I’ve seen what you are to her. She took care of you and you do nothing for her. She begs for you to go out, but you’re too busy. Doing what exactly?” He scratched his head with the gun and looked in the corner. “Oh wait. Were you doing her?” He pointed the gun to the dark corner. The boyfriend fixed his eyes while he could and stared in fear.

A body.

It couldn’t be who he thinks it was. “When I met her she was easy, I can see why you fuck her. She melted in my hands. She was vile.” He had a disgusted look on his face. “I had to shower and get tested after giving her a good time and cleaning the blood out.” He hissed. “I have to make sure I didn’t contract anything, condom or not. I wanna stay clean for my princess.” He smiled and got up walking over to the spot turning on a single light, showing the rotting body. The boyfriend started to shed tears, seeing that he might not make it. Cody smiled walking back over to the boyfriend and looking at his tears fall. “Weak. You were never for her.” He put the gun down and started to walk up the stairs going back to his home. He closed the door and got the key locking it shut. He checked himself in a near by mirror and saw some blood splatter on his shirt. “Hmm we can’t have that.” He went to go wash and freshen up for Y/N, planning to comfort her. Just the thought of being in her presence made him warm inside, all he ever thinks about is her. And he needs her, if he doesn’t get her no one will. But Cody doesn’t think it could ever get that far. He knows she’s just blinded by stupidity and she’s gonna fall for him. “I love you so much baby.” He sighed in the shower, where he had a cover for his phone to watch cameras. He was watching Y/N on the bed looking at her phone, crying and clearly in distress. “I’ll be there soon baby.” He started to hurry up and finished his shower. He got ready and grabbed his keys walking out greeting his dogs, he went to the car after and rode off to her home. Ready to be of service for her.

The boyfriend in the garage sat in the chair wiggling trying to find a way out. He kept looking back at the body with flies, tears falling in fear. This man was dangerous and he was gonna be with Y/N. He had to stop it. He moved the chair some and hear a contraption go off. He looked around but was too late feeling his knee go in. He screamed to the top of his lungs but no one can hear him. Cody set up a trap and it was highly sensitive. He sat there defeated. Crying and pleading god, wishing he would have treated Y/N a bit better than before. “I’m sorry Y/N…” it echoed in his head as he passed out from the shock.

He’s gonna have her one way or another.

#wwe imagine #wwe one shot #wwe smackdown #wwe raw #cody rhodes x reader #wwe cody rhodes #yandere #cody rhodes fanfiction

[jhpeg]

thick thighs save lives

plus size reader has a shitty boyfriend. eddie is a sweet king who would happily die being crushed between her thighs. both eddie and reader are over 18.

part two!

part three!

word count: 5k (oops)

rating: nsfw 18+ because swearing, drug use, alcohol, oral sex f receiving, squirting, coming in pants. there is a physical altercation between reader and bf, eddie fighting etc i’m sorry idk how to tag these things

a/n: this is my first attempt at smut and my second fic ever so any feedback is so very appreciated! not beta’d so errors are all on me. could possibly do a part two if anyone is interested???

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coming back to hawkins after graduation had never been in your master plan, you had vowed that once you hit the city limits that evening after saying goodbye to your parents, you would never look back. after enduring years of ridicule from your peers, your parents and as of lately, your own damn boyfriend about your appearance, you had convinced yourself that there wasn’t a single soul within the small town that could see beauty in any size above a 10.

despite your detailed plan to stay at least 5 miles away from hawkins at all times, you were currently breaking your own rules as you pulled into the driveway of your boyfriends parents house, barely able to get the car in park before he was out of the car and into the awaiting arms of his parents. the days leading up to this moment had involved a couple of screaming matches, nights on the couch while your boyfriend took the bed, awkward silences and a lot of tears. all of that in an attempt to convince cody that there was no reason you needed to join him at his parents 27th anniversary party. you had only been seeing him for 8 months, were they even at that stage yet? meeting parents, extended family? who had a party for an odd numbered anniversary, anyway?

jolted from your thoughts by cody banging loudly on the window, telling you to hurry up and get out of the car and meet his awaiting family, you inhaled a deep breath and checked yourself in the rear view mirror before putting on your sweetest smile and slipped into the character of the perfect girl, for their perfect son. the bags were fetched by your boyfriends two younger siblings as you were ushered inside and sat down on a couch in the living room next to your boyfriend, his parents sitting opposite the two of you. all you needed now was a spotlight on you and this would feel like an episode of criminal minds, yourself as the suspect. your crimes? not being good enough for their sweet, do nothing wrong, angel of a son.

after what felt like hours of questions about your past, present and future plans with cody, you were finally able to slip away to the guest bedroom to clean yourself up and get ready to meet some of your high school friends at the hide out bar, another place you had vowed to not get sucked into by hawkins but apparently their favourite band was playing. alcohol would help and hopefully some loud music would drown out the thoughts that were lingering in your mind from the exhausting afternoon you had experienced.

your boyfriend drove the two of you to the dive bar, promising you he would stay sober so you could have a good time with your friends. you were wearing a pair of acid wash jeans that had a few rips around the thighs and a loose fitting judas priest t-shirt. you had thought that your clothing choice wouldn’t have brought any ‘jokes’ from your boyfriend, as he liked to call them. you were mistaken when he reached over to grab your thigh, specifically where the jeans were ripped and he let out a short laugh to himself, “babe, you look like those pieces of meat wrapped with string!” he laughed harder after he had spoken, too busy enjoying his humour to see your jaw clenching tight. his attention was back on you when you slapped his hand away and got out the car as soon as he pulled into a parking space. “fucking asshole,” you muttered to yourself, counting your lucky stars that cody hasn’t heard you as he ran to catch up and put a possessive hand around your waist. “you know i’m just playing babe, i don’t care that you’re bigger than other girls.” you could have punched him right then and there.

the sound of ‘the hellion’, one of your favourite songs from judas priest in the distance was enough to switch your anger from joy. if the night was starting this way, it was surely only up from here. you met your friends in the doorway, taking part in the typical traditions of squealing ridiculously and hugging each other before making your way to the bar and ordering yourself a vodka cranberry, a coke for your boyfriend who stood next to you with his hand on your lower back. once you had your drink in hand, you turned your attention to the band that was playing, your eyes landing on a handmade banner that hung above the small stage, “corroded coffin,” you said to yourself, almost gasping aloud when you remembered where you had heard that name before.

your eyes scanned the four members of the band, landing on the guitarist and your cheeks flushed red. no fucking way was eddie munson still in hawkins, playing at the dive bar with five drunk men singing along sloppily to current song. you had been in the same grade as eddie but you hadn’t ever had the guts to speak to him, you simply admired from afar and reminded yourself that you were getting the hell out of dodge when graduation day hit. you remembered hearing that eddie hadn’t graduated, but you had put it down to small town gossip and even if it was true, why was it their business anyway? he clearly didn’t need brains when he had those skilled fingers currently playing ‘pain and pleasure’ another one of your favourite tunes. and that face, those big brown eyes and his long curls could get him anywhere he wanted, you were sure of it.

you didn’t miss the feel of your boyfriends hand on your back, too immersed in the band playing and enjoying the company of your old friends to see where he had gone. that being until the band finished up and you saw cody at the bar, standing close enough to a female that you didn’t recognise, close enough that to make your skin crawl. you stood like a deer in headlights before the anger took over, driving your feet forward quickly as you approached the two of them. when you were a few steps away from the two, you were grinding to a halt at the site of their lips colliding hungrily. “are you fucking kidding me?!” you yelled, happy to draw the attention to the situation, your fists clenched and your cheeks flaming hot. “you drag me back to this hell hole to kiss the first girl you see?!” you continued, grabbing the front of your boyfriends shirt and using your body to push him into the bar. “what the fuck is wrong with you, huh?”

eddie hadn’t expected anything interesting to happen, nothing ever did when his band played every friday at the hide out. the usual crowd were around, a few extra people that were celebrating the end of their week with a drink, but nothing rowdy. that being until eddie was setting his guitar down on the stand after wrapping up, the sudden yelling making him nearly jump out of his skin. “jesus, what the-“ he turned, eyes finding the source of the yelling. now it was his turn to look like a deer in headlights, seeing what seemed like a ghost for the first few seconds that it took for his brain to catch up with the situation. eddie knew her, had known her since middle school, watched her from afar in high school, always too scared off rejection to ever approach her.

to eddie it looked like the situation was heading south fast, the way she grabbed what he assumed was her boyfriend and shoved him into the bar, enough to send a couple of shot glasses to the floor. he willed himself to stay back, almost smirking at the sight of y/n manhandling him, it seemed to eddie like the jerk deserved it from what he had heard you yelling viciously at him. a few moments passed where eddie watched her holding him by his shirt, it looked like you were in control of the situation. the script seemed to flip suddenly and eddie saw red, running across the room rapidly when he saw the guy grab y/n by her throat, flipping their position and holding her shorter frame against the bar.

you hadn’t been prepared for the large hand around your throat, a sharp ache in your back as you were shoved into the bar painfully. “f-fuck off,” you gasped, pushing at his chest in an effort to get him off you. he snarled and leaned into you, his breath hot on your face and it stunk of alcohol as soon as it hit your nostrils. cody pushed you harder into the bar top, narrowing his dark eyes at you as his hand tightened on your throat, “worthless bitch,” he spat, ignoring the pleads from your friends to let you go. “you think you deserve me? i didn’t sign up to date a fat bitch.” the words hit like bricks, it was nothing you hadn’t said to yourself but when it came from someone who you thought you could trust, it stung in a different way. tears stung at your eyes and in a matter of seconds, you were dropping to the floor from your boyfriends grip being ripped away from you.

eddie snagged the back of your boyfriends shirt, yanking firmly and shoving him away from the bar top and more importantly, you. “touch her again, i fucking dare you,” eddie shouted, pushing him again until his back hit one of the round patron tables. eddie was seeing red, throwing punch after punch to his face until the bartender was present and pulling eddie away. luckily he had heard and seen what had happened and he knew eddie well, resulting in y/n’s boyfriend being forcefully removed. once eddie knew that the douchebag was gone, his eyes scanned for you rapidly. you were still on the ground, catching your breath as your friends fussed over you before helping you to your feet.

“i’m fine, i’m okay,” you gasped out to reassure your friends, rubbing your throat where your ex-boyfriends hand had been a few moments ago. you smiled thankfully at the bartender who offered you some water, quickly chugging almost half the bottle. “what a fucking psycho,” you sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose. your mind was still reeling from what had happened in a matter of seconds, you scanned the room to see everyone in the bar staring at you. this was a literal nightmare. but soon your eyes landed on what was once a dream, now reality as eddie munson stood in front of you, looking out of breathe and in a trance.

you approach him slowly, forgetting your friends who stared at you in confusion. “eddie?” you stood in front of him, keeping some distance between the two of you. he nodded dumbly, amazed that this was the first time you had spoken a word to each other, of all times and places. “that’s me,” he said with an awkward laugh, bringing his stinging hand to the back of his neck. “you’re.. y/n?” he asked, hoping and praying to anyone listening that he had remembered your name correctly. your lips broke into a smile and you nodded, “yep, that’s me,” you said quietly, noticing his hand that looked red and already bruised go behind his neck. “oh, shit! let me.. uh.. let’s get some ice on that, yeah?” you figured this was a good start to thanking him for stepping in.

you figured eddie was a regular act at the bar with the way he walked around the counter as if he was at home. he grabbed a towel, bunching it around a handful of the ice to hold against his knuckles. you had stayed behind the bar, watching him make an ice pack for what you could only imagine was a very sore hand. you looked over your shoulder at your friends, then back to eddie. “hey eddie, i’ll be back in one second, okay?” you said to him, waiting to see him nod before you approached your friends. “guys, i’m gonna hang back and make sure eddie is okay. i should also buy him a drink, i’ll deal with cody later,” you said, ignoring their confused looks and brushing them off, “go, go! i’ll be fine, i’m a big girl,” you laughed, albeit a bit weakly. anything to get them off your back. they seemed hesitant but left you to it, making sure you promised to call if you needed a place to crash.

you went back to eddie who was now sitting on the bar stool with two beers in front of him, looking at you like a puppy whose owner had just arrived home. “hey!” you frowned at the beers, narrowing your eyes playfully at eddie, “i owe you a drink, not the other way around!” you huffed, taking the seat next to him and despite your protest, you downed a good portion of the cold beer. after a few minutes of comfortable silence, your fingers picked at the label on the beer bottle and your eyes looked anywhere but at eddie. “i- eddie, thank you. my boyfriend, well i guess ex boyfriend now.. he never.. he hasn’t done anything like that before,” the words came out stammered, your breath getting caught around the lump in your throat as tears began to spill down your cheeks.

eddie’s heart broke at the sight of you crying and he rushed to gather you up in a tight hug, knowing that’s what he would have wanted if the roles were reversed. he had imagined this moment many times, imagined what it would feel like to have your soft body wrapped up in his. he would sometimes indulge further, imagining his hands getting to map out every inch of skin before exploring the map with his mouth. “hey, hey,” he soothed softly, holding the back of your head as you cried into his shoulder. “you’re okay, you’re safe. he’s gone. i’ve got you,” he could feel you shaking, but you were allowing yourself to be enveloped by his arms and accept the safe space. eddie thought about his options and where the line was in this scenario, all he wanted was to make y/n feel better and take her mind off of the events that had happened. he cleared his throat, shifting so that he was looking into your eyes that seemed to look anywhere but his, “sweetheart, how about we get out of here? feel free to slap me but this place is a bore and i have weed in my van, if that’s your gig.”

you were nodding before eddie had even finished his sentence. you needed nothing more than to get out of there after what had happened and it wasn’t like you had plans anymore. “yeah, fuck yeah let’s get out of here,” you said with a quick nod, chugging back the rest of your beer and you definitely didn’t miss the smirk from eddie as he watched you. he did the same before grabbing ahold of your hand, lacing your fingers as he walked you to his van that was parked around the back of the bar.

you were tense for the short walk to his van, gripping eddie’s hand until he opened the passenger seat to his van for you, waiting for you to be seated comfortably before he shut the door and made his way to the drivers side. he tapped his fingers along the steering wheel for a moment, pursing his lips then turning to face you with the sweetest eyes you had ever seen. “would you be comfortable coming back to my place? i have some weed, alcohol and music?” he asked cautiously, worried he was teetering close to the line of things that were not appropriate to do with someone who had practically been mauled by their boyfriend.

you didn’t need the promise of weed, music or alcohol, being alone with eddie was all you could ever want. anything else was just a bonus. “i’d like that, eddie,” you looked at him, really looked at him and he looked even more beautiful than you had originally thought. the way he looked at you, like you were providing the air that was keeping him alive, the one holding up the moon and the stars. no one had looked at you like that before and even though this had been the shittiest night of your life, there seemed to be a way to turn it around and enjoy what would probably be a once in a lifetime moment. you smiled wider when eddie clapped his hands together at your response, his smile bright and he was quickly starting the van, making the short drive to the trailer park. neither of you spoke on the drive but the silence wasn’t tense or awkward, it was peaceful and you knew you were safe.

eddie unlocked the door, giving it a push with his foot when it got stuck then holding it open for you. you moved past him with a thankful smile, your eyes immediately caught by the walls that were lined with more mugs than you could have imagined would be in one room. eddie followed behind, simply watching you take in your new surroundings. he also didn’t mind taking in your body for the first time that night now that things were settled and they had left that part of the night behind. he couldn’t help his eyes fixating on your ass, who could blame him? he admired the way your thick thighs filled out the jeans, hugging your figure beautifully. “judas,” he mumbled, taking note of the t-shirt you were wearing. “you like judas priest?” he asked, stepping closer to you until he reached his hand to touch the faded pattern on the back of your shirt.

your breath hitched at the unexpected touch of eddie’s fingers on your back, feeling the heat of his fingertips through the only layer that stopped him from touching your bare skin. not that he wanted that, he was simply admiring a mutually loved band tee. “who doesn’t?” you teased, turning on your heel to face eddie and you gasped when you came near face to face with him, only a mere inch away from his lips. “s-sorry, i probably shouldn’t have chugged that beer,” you laughed, stepping back and diverting your gaze from eddie. you were only tipsy, but it was an easy excuse. “you said something about weed?” you asked, a hopeful smile on your lips and you found yourself laughing as eddie grabbed your hand and ran you down the hall to his bedroom.

“sorry about the mess, wasn’t plannin’ on having a pretty girl here tonight,” eddie said, frantically throwing the pile of clothes off his bed, straightening the covers as much as he could but you stopped him from doing much more when you sat on the bed. you smiled fondly, sitting yourself down in favour of getting off your feet and out of your boots, your feet were aching and you yearned for the softness of a bed. “it’s no problem, eds. sit with me?” you looked up at him, watching him frown and kick a couple more things aside before sitting down next to you on the bed with his back against the wall and his legs splayed out, his tin lunch box sitting on his lap. he had thankfully pre rolled some joints, he never had the energy after a show to roll. “here you go, sweetheart,” he smiled widely, holding out the joint to you in one hand with a lighter in the other hand.

one hour and two joints later, you were on cloud nine, the cloud in this scenario being eddie’s face. “fucking hell, eddie,” you moaned, gripping his hand that was on your hip, reeling at the sensation of his cold rings against your hand, knowing they were going to create indents in your hips soon. you couldn’t remember who went in for the kiss first but it had all been a blur of hurried tugging of clothes, a stubbed toe and a bra clasp stuck on eddie’s hair. all of those leading up to him begging you to sit on his face, his pleas mumbled out around your nipple as he sucked eagerly, “baby, please. please let me taste you, i want you on my face. please?” your first answer had been no, protesting that you were going to crush him, but you could only resist him for so long when his tongue was already proving to be just as talented as you had imagined. you had asked him three times if he was sure, hovering above his chest nervously and with the fourth time, he grabbed your hips and pulled you down until your pussy was flush against his lips.

eddie was sure he had died and gone to heaven the moment y/n finally gave in to her wants, her wet pussy colliding with his lips which drew a low moan from his lips. “princess, you taste so fucking good, my god,” he groaned, lapping eagerly at your clit, his eyes locked on yours. he brought the hand that wasn’t entwined in yours up to your mouth and you immediately parted your lips, sucking on two of his fingers eagerly while grinding slowly against his tongue. you moaned around his digits, chasing them as eddie pulled them from your mouth which made him chuckle. “you’re fucking beautiful,” he growled, bringing the soaked digits to your hole that was already more than wet enough to take him, he had simply wanted to see your mouth full and your spit on his fingers. you threw your head back when he plunged his fingers in, giving you no time to adjust as he was curling his fingers up and pressing in with slow, deep movements.

eddie was lapping at your clit, his moans sending vibrations through your body that rattled your bones and pulled a loud moan from your lips, “eddie, fuck- oh my god!” one of your hands found its way into eddie’s curls while the other was behind you on eddie’s chest, your fingers clutching at the soft hairs.

eddie’s eyes squinted open when he felt your fingers slink into his hair, almost like you knew it would make him weak. he considered keeping his thoughts to himself but he was feeling a little bit selfish, needing something to ease the ache of his hard dick that pressed into the denim of his jeans. “pull my hair, please?” he hadn’t intended to sound so needy, but having a literal goddess sitting on his face did things to a man, who could blame him?

you raised your eyebrow slightly at eddie’s request, never having encountered anything quite like him in your past sexual experiences but how could you deny those sweet eyes staring up at you? you couldn’t. “anything for you, eds,” your fingers curled tighter around his locks before tugging firmly which in turn brought his face closer against your wet heat that he continued to suck and lap at like his life depended on it, a deep groan coming from him as you pulled on his hair again, earning yourself another moan from the gorgeous boy below you. “you like that, don’t you?” the answer was already loud and clear, but you were really starting to enjoy this little game eddie had started.

eddie nodded rapidly, taking a quick moment to lean his head back and take a breathe after suffocating himself inside her sweet nectar. “fuck yeah baby, keep pulling, just like that,” he moaned, diving straight back into your clit with vigour while his fingers doubled in speed, filling the room with the wet noise of his fingers fucking you open. “come for me baby, i want you to come on my face, wanna taste you,” he thought he sounded pathetic and horny but you seemed to enjoy it if your high pitched moans were anything to go by.

there was a deep pressure building in your stomach, the constant force of eddie’s fingers inside of you and his lips locked around your clit brought you to the edge and you physically couldn’t stop your thighs from clenching around his head while you rode the incoming wave of ecstasy. you had anticipated that eddie would have stopped but he pushed further, deeper and faster inside you, making you near scream from the sheer force of him, “e-eddie! i can’t, i ca-“ the crashing force of please cut you off as something you had only ever seen in porn happen, too quickly for you to move away from eddie’s face, a quick gush of liquid streamed from your pussy and onto eddie’s awaiting tongue.

eddie’s eyes flew open wide when he felt the first splash on his tongue, followed by some more that he eagerly slurped up until you were wiggling away from him, feeling far too over sensitive for another touch. “holy hell, y/n. did you just squirt on me?” licking his lips, eddie gently helped you move onto the bed and lay down on your stomach while you caught your breathe, his hand resting on your back.

it felt like years before you could speak again, turning your head to rest your cheek on eddie’s pillow so you could look at him and you couldn’t help but blush wildly when you saw the wetness coating the lower half of his face. “i.. i guess?” shyness was starting to creep back now that the high was fading and you reached out to find something to cover yourself, not getting too far before eddie was sliding his arm around your waist and bringing your back against his chest, making you the little spoon. “where you off to, beautiful?” his soft voice trickled through your ear, making it easy to melt into his hold. “sorry, kind of a habit,” your words were barely above a whisper.

eddie hummed happily when you curled into his arms, feeling bold enough to slink his arm around your front and rest his hand on your tummy. “this okay?” he asked, smiling brighter when you nodded and hummed in approval. you leaned back into eddie, nudging your nose against his curls. “do you need.. i mean.. are you.. can i do anything for you?” you sighed at your awkwardness, cursing at yourself internally. eddie chucked and shook his head, pressing his lips against your ear. “i’m good, i blew my load when you squirted on me,” he answered simply with a shrug. “how about i clean us up and then we can sleep, if you want to stay?” he put on his best puppy eyes, even going as far as to pout at you.

your heart jumped happily in your chest when eddie asked if you wanted to stay, meaning you could live in this safe bubble for a while longer. “i’d love that eddie, thank you.” you smiled, sitting up and following him to the bathroom where he ran a wash cloth under warm water, bringing it between your legs and around your thighs until you were all cleaned up. he removed his jeans and sticky boxers, kicking them to the corner of the bathroom to address another time, preferably when he didn’t have the prettiest girl in his bed. he remained close to you, his hand on your back as you walked back to the bedroom and all but collapsed into the awaiting bed.

the thin sheet on eddie’s bed covered you while eddie locked up the trailer and switched the lights off, returning to you with a running start from the hallway and a leap of faith onto the bed which sent you both into a fit of giggles. the sheet now gone, your naked body was entwined with eddie’s as you settled into him, your head on his chest and one leg swung across his hip. “thank you, for.. well, everything,” you whispered, the darkness of the room making the words easier to speak into reality. eddie smile, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head. “you’re welcome, princess. get some rest now, yeah? it’s been a long night,” he hummed, smoothing his fingers through your hair.

you dozed off in a matter of minutes, the events of the night catching up to you quickly now that all the adrenalin was gone. eddie waited for you to start snoring softly, telling him you were in a deep sleep before he allowed himself to let sleep take him, his eyes sliding shut but not before he gave one last squeeze to the beautiful woman in his arms.

fin

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie spaghetti #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson smut #eddie munson fic

[lipstickchainsaw]

Krouse/Noelle

This one has been languishing in my inbox for a while, but I do want to get to it.

I think these two are fundamentally teenagers, and this is the core part of their tragedy. If they'd been two years older when they got together, this would've gone so much better.

Krouse is a very talented guy. He is mostly talented at video games, but he is really very good. He is very good without even having to work that hard at it, and this is a fact that has gone a little bit to his head. It leads to him being something of an arrogant prick, which can irritate his friends, and especially irritates his not-friends, but the frustrating part is that he often is good enough to back up the arrogance.

He becomes the Travellers' leader by virtue of being decisive. By this I mean that he makes decisions, he cuts the knot, he makes the call. These decisions are very rarely good, but when everyone else is still reeling and too stunned to come up with anything, doing something is better than doing nothing, and Krouse is always there, making decisions.

The problem is that Krouse was only ever good at making decisions for himself. Even in their pro-gamer days, Krouse excelled in going off on his own to make key plays, rather than working directly with the team. He's, uh, not that good at keeping them in mind, let's say.

For her part, Noelle is the star. She is the strategist, the leader, the one who puts their plans together and adjusts them on the fly. Krouse may be talented, but Noelle is good. She's good because she gets it, and then works to refine that understanding into excellence. She does know how to work with a team, not just in the game, but also to manage the team outside of it.

She also has an eating disorder, but this notably doesn't lead to an insecurity that affects her abilities here, and she does a pretty good job of establishing her boundaries, at least initially. She is not looking for a relationship, and that's fine. She does not feel the need to talk about her eating disorder with anyone other than her closest friend, and she's good at sticking to that, too.

You can almost see her going by a checklist of how to set boundaries, in a very teenager kind of way, because it doesn't come with the skills to respond when someone ignores them.

And Krouse sure does love ignoring boundaries. I don't even think he does it on purpose, but a part of him takes 'you can't do that' as a challenge, and when Noelle rejects Cody, he sees that as a way to prove himself better than him.

Similarly, he doesn't accept when Noelle tries to break up with him, because it doesn't make sense to him. He, too, is following a very teenager script for doing a relationship, because when your partner is obviously distressed, you shouldn't abandon them! But he lacks the understanding, or the respect, for what his partner is saying, and so tries to force her into being stronger than she is to break up with him.

And so she doesn't. Even though it's bad for her, and a lot of Krouse's interest and attention is making her spiral and messing with her process of dealing with her eating disorder, because she hasn't told him about that. And she does like him, and wants him as her boyfriend, but she doesn't quite grasp that him not respecting her boundaries is a red flag.

And then their world goes to shit, Noelle becomes her own worst nightmare, spitting out twisted and hateful versions of themselves after they come into contact with her, and Krouse gets the ability to always be somewhere he shouldn't be, but never quite able to be where he needs to be to help the one person he cares about.

Wildbow has said that he didn't really know how to write romances at the time of writing Worm, and I understand what he means. Krouse and Noelle aren't a teenage romance that would show up in a romance novel.

But they are a very strong example of a teenage romance as a tragedy, because if either of these people had had just a bit more experience in relationships, they would've been able to navigate their problems so much better, and Krouse might not have ruined everything.

D: I’m neutral on it

#ask game #wildbow #parahumans #worm #noelle meinhardt #francis krouse #totally forgot krouse's first name #anyway these two are a disaster for everyone around them #and it's great

[p-redux]

Saw your blog about Sam and boobies and comments about Tobias, your Lord and Master! You gave us tasty info about Tobias in bed, do you have about Sam?

Hi Anon, I don't have any direct source info about how Sam is in bed, unfortunately. But, we can glean some things from what his past romances have hinted at, what they've risked to be with him, as well as what he has said himself.

I present you some of the evidence. TMGD (The Magical Golden Dirk) is verra magical and makes grown women do things they may not ordinarily do.

For example...

1. It makes them get into public catfights over Sam (Amy Shiels and Cody Kennedy aka The Barbie Wars).

2. Makes them ditch their families on Thanksgiving (Cody Kennedy).

3. Makes them leave their perfect English boyfriends (Abbie Salt, she later got back with her perfect English boyfriend, and is now married to him).

4. Makes their previous dates look like little kittens compared to big lion Sam (Mackenzie Mauzy's ex, Billy).

5. Makes them risk the plague (Gia Marie quarantining with Sam in Hawaii at the height of the Covid-19 pandemic).

6. Makes them accept friendship from a disgruntled-would-be-Sam-date, yet still take him up on an offer of a weekend in Germany together, despite said disgruntled-would-be-Sam-date continuously bashing Sam (Georgia Ellenwood and Monica Aksamit). Georgia's like "Monica gurrrl, yeah, I hear ya, that sucks what happened with Sam, but look the other way when I spend the weekend with him in Germany, mkay...cause there's no resisting all that golden delicious Scottishness when it comes a-calling," and many, many other examples.

Women don't risk all this shit for small dick or a bad lover. They just don't. Simple as that.

Here's his ex-girlfriend, actress, Cody Kennedy, making it verra clear, back in the day, that one Scottish man in particular was rocking her world. This is right before she didn't spend Thanksgiving with her family for the first time ever. And instead of American turkey, she chose to have something Scottish for Thanksgiving...in Tulum, Mexico. 👇

Sam dated Abbie Salt twice. The first time was when he initially met her in 2011 or thereabouts, while Sam was filming the movie "A Princess For Christmas" with Abbie's sister, actress, Charlotte Salt. Abbie used to have a Twitter account and they would Tweet back and forth to each other. Here's an example of Sam being cheeky and letting us know he does enjoy #cocktails in bed. 👇 As we know, the second time they dated was for most of 2015.

Here's an old Tweet where Sam lets his ex FWB (friends with benefits), Amy Shiels know he has arrived, is ready, and waiting. 👇 Any other man saying this would be creepy, Sam saying it, is SO hot. My nipples literally get hard whenever I read this Tweet.

Here's a previous post of mine showing some old Tweets between Sam an his ex-girlfriend, Katie Rebekah Osborne. Charm galore. 👇

Sam himself let us in on some things he may be into in bed. Below, is the infamous honeypot video. Sam talks abut deciding between using his tongue, licking a honeypot or using his fingers. I HATE his hair here, so I just close my eyes, and listen to him talk about licking and fingering honeypots, and then I start praising the Lord for a man who is into oral. The opposite is a deal breaker for sure. Thank you Jesus and all the angels in Heaven for Sam being into eating honeypots! 👇

Below, is another classic video, showing us that Sam is most definitely cheeky, fun, charming, and all of that translates to "good in bed." Too bad all this SamCait cuteness fueled so much Extreme Shipper bullshit but luckily, the rest of us can enjoy it for what it is---two COSTARS and FRIENDS having fun PROMOTING Outlander. I love how proud of himself Sam is after making "the stiff one" comment. He's like "I made a funny!" And just waited for Cait and the interviewer to catch up. And he is still feeling himself afterward. It's adorable to watch. 👇

Generally, I don't give much credence to men who brag about the size of their dirks, but Sam is famous now, and if he were small, some chick he dated would have already commented about it. Here's Sam confirming being called Sam Hugeone "wouldn't be the first time." 👇

Plus, we have video proof HERE. 👇 A man has to be "hung" for his dirk to be visibly flapping in the wind from the SIDE like that. Facts.

Also, Sam is a Taurus. Taurus men are known to be sensual, romantic, eager to please their lover, and have a lot of sexual stamina.

In conclusion, based on the evidence presented, Sam Roland Heughan seems to unequivocally be a good lover. He's made more than one woman lose her dang mind for him...and that doesn't happen with bad dirk..it just doesn't. I rest my case. 😚

#samheughan #tmgd #the magical golden dirk #in bed #lover #hugeone #honeypot #tongue #fingers #amy shiels #cody kennedy #sam heughan #abbie salt #katie rebekah #katie rebekah osborne #mackenzie mauzy #scottish men > american boys #giamarie #gia marie #georgia ellenwood #monica aksamit #good dirk #good lover #barbiewars #thebarbiewars #charlotte salt #a princess for christmas #extreme shippers #sam roland heughan #taurus

[rexxdjarin]

Wolffe is a total brat tamer. Him and Cody. Rex is a gentle DOM

Baby <3 welcome to the inner workings of my mind💙 you’re so correct.

Wolffe is a brat tamer. Tho I still think he’s quite soft and loving to his little brat when he wants to be. He’s more caring than people would think. You could persuade him into getting whatever you want if you both really really love each other and that bond is strong. Wolffe’s emotions and feelings are intense and he just loves you so much he’d let you get away with more than others would. Tho he’d scold you and punish you he’d do so lovingly as he’d get to enjoy reminding you you’re a bold rule breaker AND snuggling you and taking care of you after. He has such a big heart in there and he’d give all of it to you no matter what.

Cody is the totally intense dom. He is no nonsense, do as I say, stickler for rules type. And he’s as soft as wolffe when he wants to be, but he’s far less lenient with the rules and not as easily swayed. Cody puts on the front in day to day life that he’s so sweet and kind and giving. But he likes control. He likes building that trust with you where you can totally give yourself over to him and know he’s going to lead the both of you toward what you want.

And Rex bless his beautiful fucking heart and soul he’s the encouraging type of dom. He pushes you to be your best, to follow his rules bc they’re good for both of you. He builds up your endurance and strength with positive reinforcement and just such sickly sweet gentle rewards for being good for him. He’s dangerously easy to fall for and you find yourself wanting to be good for him. Like you don’t even want to be a brat you want to please him and make him so proud of that bond and trust you have. And that only makes him losing himself and getting intense with you even more fun because your trust is absolutely unshakeable and he deserves anything he wants from you. My fucking devoted, encouraging, praising beloved boyfriend 😩🤤🥰😍🥺

#commander wolffe #commander cody #captain rex #thots #commander wolffe thots #commander cody thots #captain rex thots

[afterdarkprincess]

Can't Keep My Hands to Myself- Part 1

Relationship: Sami/Jey/Cody Rating: Explicit Summary: Things get a little heated in the bus after the Fastlane Press Conference, Sami facetimes his boyfriend to get in on the action.

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Writing's been a little on the backburner the last few weeks but I'm back with more horny nonsense :)

There will definitely be a Part 2 coming soon- Pour one out for Team Yeet, it was a beautiful 9 day reign.

This fic is Explicit- Reminder that my blog is not intended for Minors.

This fic contains: Oral Sex, Voyeurism, Dirty Talk, Pet Names, Grinding, Dry Humping, Coming Untouched, Unrealistic Sex, and mentions of Alcohol.

Tags for @elementaldoughnut12 (who inspired this fic) @feelschicken @harmshake and @swiftiebvcks 💖 If you'd like to be tagged in the next part please let me know :)

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Partying on Cody’s bus after their win at Fastlane was completely unexpected for Jey.

To be fair, winning the Undisputed Tag Team Championships with Cody had also been completely unexpected, but he wasn’t about to question it now. They’d have to pry these belts out his hands now.

Once upon a time he could party with the best of them, but his always on the road lifestyle kept him from drinking much anymore, not with all the matches and the responsibility of being in the Main Event.

Jey’d taken several shots with Cody and others, knocking back mouthfuls of Hennessy and Crown. When the knock had came at the door with a nervous PA letting them know they needed to be at the press conference in 30, both men had looked at each other, knowing about how well this all would go.

Cody clapped a hand on Jey’s shoulder, reassuring him that he was good to do most of the talking. Jey tried and failed to suppress his giggles, finding the whole situation completely hilarious. Cody laughed too, grinning at him, unable to completely keep his composure.

They get through the press conference, and distantly Jey knows they probably will get in some kind of trouble for going out there like that. Roman certainly would have been furious at he and Jimmy if they ever tried that, but Jey doesn’t have to worry about Roman or his reactions anymore. And that feels so good.

With the tag belts back on his shoulders, he feels on top of the world.

He follows Cody back to the bus, both of them laughing as they go. Any time there’s a lull in the laughter, he lets out a “YEET” or Cody beats him to it and they burst into giggles again. The edges of his vision are blurry and despite the chilly midwest air, he’s warm in his t shirt.

He crashes into Cody’s back when they arrive, Cody laughing again as he struggles to open the door to his own bus. It seems like most of the people that were with them celebrating earlier have cleared off, leaving the bottles of liquor in the now quiet space.

Cody grabs a beer from the fridge and sits on the couch, cracking it open. “How much you wanna bet we’re trending already, Uce?”

Jey laughs, pouring himself another drink. “Yeeeeet,” He can barely get the word out without laughing, and the red Raw Belt falls off his shoulders onto the floor with a thud. He hangs his head in defeat while Cody continues to laugh.

Cody laughing at him should probably bother him, but it doesn’t. Cody has been an adversary far longer than he’s been a friend, but something about him makes him so easy for Jey to get along with.

“Bet those Judgement Day fools wishin’ they would- they could be celebratin’ like US, Uce!” It’s less coherent than Jey thinks it is, but Cody gets it all the same, throwing his head back and exposing the long line of his throat. Jey’s always been a bit of horny and handsy drunk, and the sight of Cody’s neck does something unexpected to him.

He feels his dick brick up in his dope new ring gear, the shiny blue material not really gonna hide much, but Jey couldn’t find it in himself to care.

Jey eyes the broad expanse of Cody’s lap, his knees spread wide on the couch, taking up space. He thinks about how it’d feel to sit there, how those powerful thighs would feel under his, and Jey’s brain is already too far gone to make objections.

He knocks back the drink in his hand, setting it down shakily as he moves towards the couch. “Ey, ey,-“ He only trips a little bit in the few feet between them. “Ey, Uce.” He’s up in the other man’s space and Cody is fixing him with that look, too intense like he can see into Jey’s head.

Jey straddles him, letting his weight sink down until he’s fully on Cody’s thighs, legs splayed wide and he’s giggling again at how good it feels.

Cody doesn’t say anything, just keeps looking at him like if he blinks maybe Jey will disappear. His hands wander though, coming around to grip Jey’s ass and support his weight in his big hands.

“How’d we get here, huh?” Cody asks, giving one of Jey’s cheeks a squeeze.

“I ain’t really know, uhhh,” Jey diverts his eyes from Cody’s so he doesn’t get distracted by their blue depths. The slippery fabric of his pants gives against the leather of the couch, and he sinks further onto Cody’s lap, immediately greeted by the hard press of the other man’s cock against his ass. “I dig it though, Uce. You got all that- is that for me?”

Cody giggles at him again, but he also rocks his hips to rut his clothed cock against him. “Well can’t say I never thought about it before, have you seen your ass? Need a license for this thing.” He gives Jey’s ass a light smack and Jey fights to not let out an embarrassing moan.

“S’why they call me juicy ucey, bruh-“

“That so?” Cody interrupts him, then captures his lips in a sensual kiss, riding on the energy of the moment.

Jey groans into it, wrapping his arms around Cody’s neck to hold onto him tighter and kiss deeper, grinding his hips to get that sweet friction on his rapidly hardening cock.

Then Jey feels the tell tale vibration of his phone ringing in his pocket.

“Ey, uh, one sec, Uce-“ He grabs his phone, seeing Sami’s face and name light up the display. “Eeeeyyy baby,” He greets cheerfully, putting the phone on speaker.

Jey’s honestly surprised his boyfriend hadn’t called earlier- he’d been unable to make it to the event after not having a match on the card, but he’s sure Sami would have watched. They’ve been together a few months now after finally sorting all their emotions out and Jey can’t think of a time that he’s ever been happier.

“I’m so proud of you baby!!” Sami’s voice comes over the line, and Jey can hear the smile in his voice. “I caught the whole thing, those creeps got what they deserved!”

“Yeet,” Jey moves his hips again, feeling Cody still hard against him. “Me n’ Cody Uce showed ‘em whose boss.”

Cody added in helpfully, “Yeet.”

“Still celebrating?” Sami asked. “That press conference was gold.”

“Yea, Boo- we was just getting cozy…” Jey’s dick brushes against the warm bulge in Cody’s pants and he lets out an unmistakable groan.

Cody freezes beneath him, looking at Jey in alarm.

There’s a pause before Sami speaks again. “Oh we’re getting cozy like that, huh? Baby, you know the rules.”

Jey shakes his head lazily. “‘Know Sami, ‘sposed to ask you first.”

“S’okay, baby- Cody’s a friend. We can let it slide this time,” Sami’s voice is rich like honey, soothing to hear. “Tell me how he feels, sweetheart.”

Cody’s lazy smile returns and his grip tightens on Jey’s ass, rocking their clothed dicks together again.

“Unnnnnhh- So good Sami, warm.” Jey slurs, dropping his head onto Cody’s shoulder. “Feels good,”

“That’s good baby, you still got your clothes on?”

Jey nods as if Sami can see him. “Mmhmmm, just been grindin’, you know?”

“Cody, make sure he keeps those on? He didn’t tell me in advance so thats all he gets.” Sami’s voice leaves no room for argument.

“Gotcha,” Cody replies, voice strained as Jey whines.

“Naw, C’mon Sami, please?” Cody watches the Samoan pout, and giggles despite himself at his plight.

“No way, you gotta earn that. Maybe if you’re good tonight we can make something happen after Raw on Monday- if thats okay with Cody?”

Cody grins, “I think we could make that work, Sami. If Uce here can be good that is.”

Jey fixes him with a grumpy face but Cody can’t take it seriously. “Whose side you on here, Uce?”

Cody bucks his hips, pressing hard against Jey’s hard length, pulling another low groan out of him.

Sami laughs over the phone. “Think that answers that. Take what you need baby, get yourself off. Let me hear you.” Jey writhes against Cody, moaning and whining as he ruts their dicks together, chasing his fast approaching orgasm.

Jey’s moans change into breathy pleas, “Fuck, please, so close Sami, lemme cum, please please, uce-“

Cody silences him with a bruising kiss as Sami’s voice talks him through it. “That’s it, Jey, go ahead. You’ve done so well sweetheart, you can cum.”

Jey’s hips stutter a few more times before stilling as he lets out a beautiful cry against Cody’s lips, breathing heavily as his thighs shake. Warmth spreads between them as Jey spills into his pants.

They break apart, Jey’s head dropping again onto Cody’s shoulder, his brow damp with sweat.

“Cody, can you put me on facetime?”

Cody takes the phone from Jey’s slack fingers, and hits the buttons to get Sami’s face up on the phone, pointing the camera at Jey’s face.

“Oh so pretty baby, so good for us,” Sami coos. “You better tell Cody thank you for taking care of you.”

Jey lifts his head just enough to look Cody in the eye, “T-thanks, uce…”

“Now you know that’s not what I meant, Jey,” Sami’s face was stern on the phone screen, with a hint of mischief in his eyes.

Jey’s face lights up, “Yeah, Sami?”

“Yeah, baby. Cody, you want those pretty lips on you? S’okay as long as I can watch.”

A blush blooms across Cody’s cheeks, but he nods excitedly.

Jey slowly removes himself from Cody’s lap, mindful of the wet spot blooming on the front of his pants. He takes a moment, downing another drink and swaying his hips as Cody follows behind him, sitting Jey’s phone down as he shoves his pants down to his knees, revealing his hard dick.

It’s shorter than Jey expected for how tall the man is, but what he lacked in length he made up for in girth. He eyes him hungrily, sinking down onto his knees, pressing Cody up against the nearby counter as Jey suckles at the weeping head of his dick.

Cody sighs at the sensation, picking Jey’s phone back up and aiming the camera down to capture the gorgeous image of Jey swallowing him down. The flushed head of Cody’s dick almost perfectly matches the pink of Jey’s lips and Cody’s already fighting not to fall over the edge.

Sami’s voice spurs Jey on, “Come on, sweetheart, show Cody how much you appreciate him. Show him what that mouth can do.”

Jey moans, taking more of Cody’s length into his mouth, bobbing his head as Cody’s free hand moves to thread into the blue strands of Jey’s mullet. He doesn’t push Jey but guides him all the same as Jey relaxes his throat and takes the whole of Cody’s cock into his mouth.

Cody throws his head back in pleasure, gripping the phone and Jey’s hair tightly. Jey’s hands reach around Cody’s thighs, taking handfuls of ass and squeezing in a mirror image of Cody’s actions earlier.

“Oo that’s it baby, look so pretty all stuffed full of cock.” Sami gets the same view that Cody does, Jey looking up through his long lashes, plush pink lips stretched around the girthy cock in his mouth.

Cody’s hand pulls Jey in close, pushing into his throat as his shaking thighs and quickening breath betray just how close he is to coming.

Jey takes a full breath into his nose, working his tongue around Cody’s length as he feels him twitch and moan, emptying his balls directly down Jey’s throat.

His grip slackens in Jey’s hair as Jey pulls off, giving kitten licks to the beads of cum clinging to the head before Cody jerks away, getting oversensitive.

Jey stares up at the phone in naked longing, and Cody passes it down, Jey switching the camera around so he can facetime with his boyfriend properly.

“You did so good, Jey baby, I’m so proud of you.” Sami’s voice is soft and comforting.

“Miss you, boo.” Jey’s eyes are heavy and sleepy, betraying the late hour and all the liquor he’s consumed catching up with him.

“Miss you too,” Sami replies, smiling warmly. “Cody, make sure he has a glass of water before bed, yeah?”

Cody laughs, “Yeah, I can do that.”

“Let’s catch up at Raw then?” Sami adds before addressing Jey again. “Get some sleep, Jey.”

The Samoan nods sleepily. “Love you,”

“Love you, Jey. Goodnight.”

Sami’s face disappears from the screen and Jey slumps even more, resting his head against the counter.

“C’mon, Uce.” Cody hauls him up, gripping him under his arms. “Let’s get ya to sleep. Can’t get on Sami’s bad side.”

“Sami don’ have no bad side,” Jey mumbles, following along as Cody leads him toward the bunks, knocking back the glass of water when he’s offered it before collapsing into bed.

Cody heads to bed not long after that, drinking his own glass of water before hitting the hay to at least try to fight off the massive hangover he knows will greet him in the morning.

His mind drifts before he succumbs to sleep, remembering the feel of Jey’s warm mouth on him, and Sami’s tease as to what might happen after they all reunite at Raw on Monday.

He’s not sure how he found himself in this situation, but he’s certainly not complaining. ___ Next time: Monday Night Raw following Fastlane, all the boys together for a little after show fun :)

#samijey #codyjey #sami/jey/cody #jey has two hands #jey uso #sami zayn #cody rhodes #wwe fanfiction

[cainyofkhares]

welcome!what are your ocs like?

I'm glad you asked! I have a whole bunch so I'll pick out my favourites and give you a quick introduction to them! If there is anyone that you'd like more information about, let me know, because I would gladly tell you more about all of them!! -----

Content: Non human whumpee, Servant whumpee, Pet whumpee, lab whump, centaur whumpee, painful transformation, dehumanization, conditioning, muzzled, caged, carewhumper

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Whumpees:

Folas Maeda:

Folas started out as a character from a Danganronpa roleplay, but later involved into my favorite Whumpee. He was greatly unhappy with himself due to his past, feeling like he was too weak and unable to help other people. He felt more connected to his D&D character, so much so that he eventually started to believe that is who he was supposed to be. He started to alter his appearance to match that of his D&D character. After years of being unhappy, he got the opportunity to become an Elf, as he wanted. Ever since this transformation, the government and other supernatural beings have been after him and his boyfriend. The government wants to do experiments on him and other supernatural beings, such as Vampires and Shadows are a main part of his home town, and target him and his boyfriend for unknown reasons. Me and my friend have the worst arc yet planned out for him, and I will gladly tell you more if you'd like! Here are some pictures of him from before everything and after the arc we planned.

[Redacted]:

[Redacted] is Folas' older brother. They're from a rich family who owned servants. When [Redacted] and Folas were younger ([Redacted] was 16 and Folas was 8), [Redacted] fell in love with their family's servant, which is strictly against the rules. The servant was executed and [Redacted] was forced into becoming their family's next servant until eventually being sold away to another Master. He is a good, obedient Servant. ...unless you talk to him when his Master isn't there. Then he is a sassy guy who causes chaos in his Master's family.

Susanoo/Cody:

Susanoo is a dog hybrid who was captured by a lonely man named Masaki, who just wanted a pet. Susanoo was forced to act like a dog, as Masaki would not acknowledge his existence otherwise. Whenever Susanoo talked, Masaki would act like he didn't hear anything, or like he only heard barks and whines. While he was captured, his leg got broken. His owner got his cast placed wrong, making him unable to walk. He would be muzzled or caged if he misbehaved, but was never hurt in any way, as Masaki belives that pets should be treated well. Susanoo, now Cody, realised how lonely Masaki was, and thus decided to give in and become the pet he wanted. He started obediently performing the commands Masaki was trying to teach him and started to actually make dog noises, rather than trying to make Masaki hear him talk. This was immediately praised with a lot of treats and pets, to Cody's delight.

Junpei:

Last but not least, someone from the Lab Whump story I am working on. Junpei is a guy in his early 30s, working a job in journalism. He applied to a special program he found on the internet, said to be able to fulfil any and all requests someone had. Junpei requested that this program would get rid of the immense pain in his knees, not knowing this program had a catch...

The goal of this program was to test out special substances that could physically turn people into other creatures. Whether it be dogs, cats, wolves, even dragons, orcs and phoenixes! Junpei was lucky to get a new pair of legs, but... He had become a centaur. Something he was not able to adjust to. The transformation was horrible. The most painful thing he had ever experienced. And besides that, he had no idea how to properly control his new body. Slowly, he started gaining more deer-like instincts as well.

Whumpers:

Masaki:

Masaki is Cody's owner. A lonely man who is fairly new to the whole pet ownership thing. He doesn't hurt Cody, per se. He punishes him in ways a real dog would also be punished. Muzzling him, putting him in his crate when he misbehaves, etc.

He loves taking Cody for walks, showing off his adorable dog to the rest of the city.

Tsukasa:

A young scientist who is the mastermind behind the experiments that turn people into different creatures. He created the substances that would allow the transformations to happen, documenting everything. He keeps remaking it until he is fully pleased with the results, which doesn't happen often. He worked on 236 experiments so far and has mastered turning people into "normal" animals. That got too boring for him, so he started working on supernatural creatures, such as centaurs, dragons and phoenixes.

#whump stuff #whump writing #whumpblr #whump tropes #whump scenario #pet whump #pet whumpee #lab whump #centaur whumpee #hybrid whumpee #dog whumpee #servant whumpee #elf whumpee #fantasy whump #oc stuff #my ocs #introducing my ocs #muzzled #caged #nonhuman whumpee #carewhumper #painful transformation #whumpee #whumper #conditioned whumpee #dehumanization #whump things

[tsuki-sennin]

Sonoooooooo... Sonoshi? Sonohead? Sonoyes. Sono-very busy this week. Didn't have a lot of time (as you can imagine), sooo...

I'd like to make a brief addendum from last time. Sonoshi's Noto form is not an Arashi reference, but instead a reference to Kamen no Ninja Akakage, a manga-turned-Toei Toku production that aired from late '87 to early '88, before eventually making its way to anime form. I uh, have not read this manga nor seen either adaptation yet, but I plan to eventually.

I also learned that Sonoshi is canonically non-binary! From what I've seen, the fans have taken to them somewhat fondly. I do not know what their deal is yet, but I suppose we'll just have to learn now, eh?

Spoilers, I guess...

-Our dog came home!

-The world only needs one of Dog Man.

-Final Boss Time?

-I see the Noto are much more into the whole team thing than we realize.

-How we lookin', Haruka?

-Terrible, okay!

-"You fool! I believe in you..."

-Hello, Sononi! Your dog came back!

-Yeah, smile :)

-Odeeeeeeen!

-How you doin', chef man?

-Wife back. Good job, Kijino.

-Yeah, you tell yourself that, Saruhara.

-I kinda like how... expressive Sonoi's letting himself be lately, he seems like he's really enjoying his life.

-NOI-CHAN

-I love telephone gags so much. Uh, there was this one I distinctly remember from Zack and Cody, from when I was a kid.

-"YOU THINK I'M STUPID AND SMELL LIKE A YAK?"

-Free lunch!

-KNOTS

-Oh hello, Sonoshi! I see you're here now.

-Noooo, the seats!

-You seem like a real freak.

-Tarou, you have very little to say about being rude.

-Is that

-That's a fucking Ocarina.

-Ah, callin' in the fightin' force!

-Yeah you go, shef man!

-What an outfit.

-Sonoshi. There they are.

-They vanished!

-"I'm your new manager."

-"You're too gay to function, you're getting friendly with another chick's man, and you... whew, you..."

-Oh my God, motherfucker has pixie dust.

-Kneel before them.

-"After you've scrubbed all the floors in Ideon, then we can talk about mercy!"

-Announce one's selves!

-Nanaju-hachi Paasento!!!

-Extinguished.

-A duel!

-Haruka's the... warrior poet type, just like Shinichi!

-OH EWWW EARWAX

-The fuck, man?

-Ohhhh, yaaaas, Shinichi, speculate!

-...I think you're aiming a little too high though.

-Oh hey Don Kaito. Yeah, the health inspector came by and shot their cocaine everywhere.

-Disinfect, disinfect!

-Oh, they're actively doing that, okay.

-Sonoshi, you motherfucker.

-Fukeyo, Arashi, Arashi, Arashi! ...yeah, I know I corrected myself about them not being Arashi, but...

-Gonna mop the floor with them, huh Tarou?

-"Kick his ass, Tarou-san!"

-Poor Haruka.

-God, they just... blow away in a whirlwind of earwax. That is... horrendous.

-SONOZA JHKKHG

-I love you.

-"Fighting is easy. It's dealing with that dipshit that's the problem."

-Y'know, it makes incredible sense that Sononi's a master archer. Cause Shinichi just got shot down in spectacular fashion.

-Ohhhhhhhh, we can... steal that, okay?

-Okay, I'm trying to imagine what kinda Hitotsu-ki he'd steal the form of...

-Man, Sonoi.

-Oh yay, Minoru-san's okay! That's good. ...did uh, somebody pick him up from Noto Jail? Cause, like, I definitely didn't see Tarou pick him up when he died at Sonoi's hands the second time.

-My man was about to become a Hitotsu-ki for the fourth time.

-Actually, wait no, more than that, you can just... catch those things whenever?

-Boyfriends doin' rollcall.

-I see Haruka's very happy about that.

-Nah, don't worry Sonoshi, he's just... sorta there sometimes and not there the other.

-Ideon Sentai... Notoranger!

-Had squibs set up the whole time!

-Interrupting Jirou!

-"Get in then, moron!"

-Don! Don! Donbrothers!

-"Oh shit, I'm deeeeead..."

-Noooooo!

-Ohhhh, that's clever.

-Veryyy clever

-Get fucked, idiot!

-"Rest in piss, Hitotsuki!"

-I uh... don't think I can discern what Hitotsu-ki it is. Seems kinda animalistic.

-We already had Uchuu-ki and Ginga-ki, if I remember right. ...Seijuu-ki? Seijuu-Ki, that fits. Our first ever animal sentai, iirc.

-Tiger Peach!

-Dog appears.

-Light of the Galaxy...

-Sonoshi falls!

-See you around, Earwax!

-Ape shall not kill ape, gotcha.

-Oh...

-Ohhhh, Tsuyoshi, what the hell. That ain't bad.

-Shef.

-Tsubasa, we gotta cook.

-I enjoyed Sonoshi's presence in this episode quite a bit, as you can imagine. As a he/they myself, I uh... hope they get a bit more character development than "Obnoxious Bureaucrat", I'd hate to see a rare NB character in a mainstream toku amount to such little screentime and not even get to fight at full capacity in their own form. Naki didn't get to do too much either, still a bit burned by that.

-That being said though, I find Sonoshi very entertaining and want them to stick around as the Noto's very own Don Kaito. Just this above-it-all superhero with a shitton of random skills and resources. ...only replace Kaito's implied smugness with very explicit smugness.

-Right yeah, see you Monday then. ...maybe.

#don! don! it's a full force peachy festival! #donbrothers spoilers #avataro sentai donbrothers #donbrothers

[winderlylandchime]

1/2And we are at 4x04. He now lined up his essentials in an order: coffee, soda, a snack, pills, cigarettes. Deep down he knows he’s gonna be stressed out. The episode opens up with Britin walking into his new office ‘WAIT HOLD THE FUCK UP. HE MADE IT! Look at him showing his boyfriend his office. Brian..please stop these strategy meetings with Pussies. I am begging you because this is too much.’ He had to pause the episode because he started laughing at how Em looked at Deb when she told him, she can clean his jeans (I forgot to mention that he was at this point already on his second meds…) ‘what the fuck am i looking at..? JUSTIN GET YOUR ASS OUT OF THAT BOXING RING YOU LOOK LOST. What the fuck is going on? I swear Justin has some of the worst storylines for me to watch. Justin…baby..you are as dangerous as a fluffy bunny. Please go home and live your almost back to rich lifestyle…..Justin…your own people are leaving this little vigilante group and you STILL can’t see this is a bad idea? NO CODY IS NOT RIGHT! What the fuck Justin’ THE SCENE IS UNFORTUNATELY HAPPENING ‘oh damn look at Blondie goi- i just realized that I can’t think of many times that they show Brian giving Justin head. Okaaaaay, get it boys! (Justin says tonight is Brians turn) OH OH OH?? Boys, why are we tussling? Just do rock, paper, scissors and take it up the ass like an American! *pauses tv* fight? Did he say fight for it? Is that his version of a foreplay? *plays ep again* What is happening? SCARED? He wants to fight with their dicks out swinging? (Justin pushes Brian and he immediately pauses tv again) wait, he’s being serious right now? I thought he was fucking around like haha, hihi, lets play fight and fuck. I know my man Brian thinks Justin is full of it. Because there ain’t no fucking way. *plays ep again* *does the mocking voice* oh cody taught you. Fuck him. See! BRIAN IS THINKING THIS IS A HAHA HIHI TYPE OF FIGHT. (Justin like punches Brian) WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED? OLD MAN? WHAT IS GOING ON? THE FUCK AM I WATCHING? (Justin punched Brian again) WHAT THE FUCK (Brian punches Justin) THE FUCK IS GOING ON (Justin tackles Brian on the ground) * pauses tv and puts his hands over his face and groans and just sits there for a minute* so…this is..ugh *plays ep again and theyre fighting on the ground and Justin quotes that two types of heteros line* WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON? What is this shit? How did we go from sexy time to MMA?! *looks at me all sad* I’m neither of those two types. Well this sucks. I hate this (Mel comes on screen) I don’t have the time for you right now, i need a minute’ He then got up, grabbed his cigarettes and went outside to calm down and he sat in a chair with his head in his hands for like 3 minutes. He came back inside and said to himself ‘okay (his name) we can do this…justin just has to get his head out of his and codys ass’ so i think he’s handling this okay. ‘Emmett is back. He’s back baby! Look at him! My baby is back. I missed this Emmett. (Emmett says that there are advantages to living with lesbians and this fucker looks at me and goes) unless they’re your little sister’ and Cody and Justin pop up on the screen ‘OH COME ON HAVENT I SUFFERED ENOUGH? He’s giving him books to read? Justin, GO AWAY. See! If this was normal this cody fucker wouldnt be pissed about Brian knowing! Come on, give me Brian meeting Cody, why cant i get good stuff?’ And now it cuts to the church scene ‘why are we acting like Justin wouldnt know how churches are? Didnt he got to like a catholic school or some shit? WHY IS CODY TRYING TO MAKE HIM EVEN ANGRIER? I swear if it pans to Brian’s mom sitting in this church or something, i will flip this coffee table. Nah, i need Cody gone. This is bullshit.’ *puts his hands in the air* ‘FINALLY BRIAN IS BACK! Oh baby, you have no clue what i just had to endure. Oooohhhh Boss Brian is my new favorite thing. EMMETT IS TRYING TO GET LAID IN BRIANS LOFT? LOOK AT THESE BEST FRIENDS! COME ON BRI BRI, YOU ALLOWED TED TO USE THE LOFT AND THE BRACELET..wait where is the bracelet?’

I swear Justin has some of the worst storylines for me to watch. IS THE BIGGEST FUCKING MOOD WATCHING THIS SHOW. Especially the later seasons.

The MMA sex scene is so... it's weird, it's kinda hot, and it's in service to one of the worst plot lines ever.

Your brother is all of us when thinking about Cody. Ugh.

And yeah, Brian doesn't wear the bracelet after Justin returns it to him in S3.

#ask winderlylandchime #dear sweet anon #queer as folk #a straight man watches qaf us 2000 in the year of our lord 2023

[glimmerglanger]

For the Bush League snippets, may I request Cody taking Ben out on a proper date? Like, putting a ton of effort into it because he’s still guilty about everything and wants to do something nice? 💖 and maybe it doesn’t go according to plan or something (in typical Cody fashion) and he’s stressed but Ben is like 💖

adiduck asked:

One more snippet request: Bush League is largely Cody's story, so obviously we see a LOT of Ben being there for Cody and doing his best to make him happy. I'd LOVE to see a time when that dynamic was reversed. A date? A holiday? Cody moving heaven and earth to be at Ben's first game in the majors? Anything you think would be fun, honestly. :D

trixree asked:

For Bush League asks 👉👈 We got a lot of spicy time before Cody figured his shit out with Ben but not as much after... I would be Extremely Interested in seeing Cody becoming a more *ahem* giving lover to Ben Love the AU, love the snippets! Amazing stuff as always!

flying-otterasaurus

If it’s not to late for a Bush League snippet request… I loved how Cody went from being hesitant about cooking for Ben (and Kit, etc) to bringing Ben breakfast in bed. Are there any other significant moments where Cody cooks? Or maybe Ben cooks for him?

I'm having very many feelings about Ben getting some nice things, too. SO! This got very long, but it's hitting kind of a lot of things, so!

It's set post story, pre-Coda, and, friends, it is VERY VERY SPICY.

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Being apart so much of the year, frankly, was awful.

They’d spent the nine months - all told after the postseason - of their relationship living out of each other’s pockets. Cody’d wasted more than six months of that time, but, still.

Even when he’d been deeply in denial about how he felt, they’d spent more time than not together. Phone and video calls helped, but Cody ached just with missing the ability to look to the side and ask Ben what he wanted for dinner.

It didn’t get easier, exactly, as time filtered away, but he learned to live with it. There wasn’t a feasible alternative; Ben couldn’t refuse a call up to a higher level, and Cody couldn’t rush management’s decision on him, and neither one of them wanted to quit.

He pushed those frustrations to the side when Ben ended up getting a bye week, fairly early in his season. They scheduled the visit in an excited rush. It was only a few days, but longer than they’d had in so long, and Cody…very much wanted to make the most of it.

He liked his new town, well enough. It was bigger than the city where they’d stayed to play Low A ball. There were more options for things to do, though a part of him very much wanted to just keep Ben inside his apartment the whole time; the bedroom, for a preference.

That would hardly be fair.

Maybe next time they could explore that idea.

He filed it away for later and started planning out possible options, well, not quite as soon as he got off the phone with Ben. First, he got up and went to wash his hand, still feeling warm all over from the way Ben’s voice had gotten thready over the line when Cody dared to mention half the things he wanted to do once they were alone together.

#

Cody ended up at the airport early - and they wouldn’t let anyone park in to pick-up line for more than a few moments, so he kept having to pull away and circle the massive complex - and felt ready to vibrate out of his skin when Ben finally walked out of the doors, a backpack over one shoulder and sunglasses on his face and--

“Remind me again,” Cody said, as Ben opened the door and crawled into the passenger seat, “why I can’t kiss you right now?”

Ben laughed, bright, and pulled the door shut with a grin. “Because,” he said, “we’re very much in public, babe. Take me back to your apartment and I’ll do more than kiss you.”

Cody stifled a groan and put the vehicle in drive. He’d managed to arrange an apartment without a roommate, which meant he didn’t have to do anything more than close and lock the door before he could push Ben up against the wall, pressing up onto his toes to take a kiss.

And he meant, really, to explain some of his plans for the following days, but for a while they both got distracted. It would keep, he figured.

#

They stayed distracted for the rest of the day. Cody felt a little guilty when they finally curled up in the bed to sleep. He’d meant to take Ben out somewhere nice for dinner, at least, but they’d ended up ordering in.

“God, I missed you,” Ben murmured, taking Cody’s mind off of those regrets, snuggling a little closer.

Cody couldn’t help smiling, pulling him a little closer and nuzzling into his hair. He’d stick to his plans for the following day. He exhaled, stroked his hand over Ben’s stomach, and fell asleep like that, tangled close together.

#

Ben tended to sleep later than he did, especially if Cody managed to wear him out the night before. Cody slipped from the bed with Ben still sprawled out on his stomach, blankets caught temptingly at his hips.

Cody ignored the twitch of his cock and went to the kitchen, pulling out the supplies he’d made sure he had on hand before Ben’s arrival. He’d made crepes once during their playoff run, complete with a lemon curd and some raspberry sauce for over the top.

Ben had made the kind of sound he usually only made when Cody was fucking him just right when he took the first bite, and then blushed a furious red when Kit looked over at him - because they’d been staying at Cody’s place - and Cody had definitely not forgotten that.

He cleared his throat though no one else was there, adjusted himself in his underwear, and focused on cooking.

He put the bacon in the oven first, giving it plenty of time to cook while he fixed everything else, getting it arranged on the tray he’d bought on a whim. He hesitated by the daisies growing in his window, worried about--

He pushed the worry aside. Ben knew how he felt. He clipped one, put it in a little cup on the corner of the tray, and carried it back to the bedroom in time to watch Ben roll over and stretch his arms far overhead, and, God, he was--

Everything Cody wanted to see, each morning when he woke up.

“That smells amazing,” Ben rasped, voice still sleep rough, and Cody smiled, warmth all through his chest as he brought the food over and settled on the bed. “And,” Ben added, looking over the tray with a grin, “you made enough for both of us.”

“Of course,” Cody said, and watched Ben take the first bite, feeling settled inside for the first time in weeks.

#

Ben looked surprised after they ate, when Cody urged him out of bed and into the shower. “Are we going somewhere?” he asked, sounding bemused.

“Yeah,” Cody told him, working hard not to get distracted by having Ben naked, wet, and pressed against him. “I, um, did you know there’s a zoo in town? I thought -- we’d go there? Spend the day and then grab dinner at this place I found?”

He hadn’t been sure where to take Ben first, honestly, but they’d watched so many nature documentaries together and Ben had almost gone into biology and, well. The zoo was supposed to be very nice, everyone said so.

Ben turned under the water, eyebrows up and expression surprised when he said, “That sounds very nice.”

“Yeah?” They hadn’t really--had time for much in the way of dates. He knew, looking back, that Ben had definitely taken him on one to the pro game, but he’d not had the chance to return the favor and, God, he wanted to.

“Yeah,” Ben said, draping arms over his shoulders and leaning in to kiss him and--

“Fuck,” Cody panted out, turning his head to the side after a moment and resisting the urge just to press Ben back against the tile. “Come on, we should, ah, we should go, if we want to see everything today.”

Ben laughed, softly, but nodded, and got back to washing his hair. Cody decided he’d better hop out, if they wanted to have any chance of getting there in time for all the programs he’d thought Ben might want to see.

#

They made it to the zoo on time, somehow. He got Ben looking over the programs and exhibits during the drive over, waiting, at any moment, for Ben to say that he wasn’t really interested in any of this stuff.

It was a senseless worry. Ben was smiling by the time they got out to pick up their tickets, glancing sideways at Cody when he said he’d like to go to the Reptile House, a hesitant question in his expression, like he thought there was even the barest chance of Cody saying ‘no.’

“I think it’s this way,” Cody said, instead, fairly certain he’d memorized the entire layout of the zoo in the past few weeks.

It was worth it, for the way Ben focused on each animal, relaxing more and more the longer they walked around, grinning when Cody offered to grab them both sno-cones as the day got hotter, and asking for a red one which--

Well, it turned his lips and tongue completely red, something Cody did his best not to think about when Ben suggested the petting zoo area with a sideways look. “Sure,” Cody said, “let’s feed some goats.”

As it turned out, they had some deer, too, several sheep, a llama, and a pig. It was a school day, so there was minimal traffic through the area, which was, honestly, just as well, since Ben walked in and monopolized the animals.

Cody stood a few steps back, watching Ben crouch down and laugh as animals clustered around him, bumping into him and looking more for affection than treats, as far as Cody could tell. He couldn’t blame them at all, mouth curving as Ben told the pig what a pretty girl she was, ignoring the goat chewing on one of his sleeves.

“I’m sorry,” Ben said, when a family came in with around five kids who all seemed under five, and he tore himself away from the animals - several of them bleated yearningly, trying to follow him out through the gate, “I didn’t mean to stay so long in there.”

“You could have stayed longer,” Cody told him, because he’d looked so happy, and Cody wasn’t sure at all why he was looking worried now. “I’m glad you’re having fun.”

Ben just looked at him for a moment, cheeks pinking, and ducked his head. “I hear there’s penguins,” he said, after clearing his throat, “if you want to go see them.”

#

They spent nearly all day at the zoo, staying late enough that Cody started to consider calling the restaurant and changing - or canceling - the reservation. He didn’t want Ben to feel rushed, not when he was so obviously enjoying himself.

Ben’s stomach started rumbling - loudly - before Cody had to make the call, and Cody said, “I, uh, I have us a reservation. For dinner. If you want to go eat?”

“You have--you didn’t have to do that,” Ben told him, even as they turned and started walking back towards the entrance. They should have time to get back to his place, shower, and change before heading over, if Cody broke the speed limit just a little.

“I wanted to,” Cody told him, not thinking about it when he curved a hand around Ben’s elbow, squeezing. “You did bring something kind of nice to wear?”

Ben gave him a curious look, like Cody wasn’t quite making sense, but nodded.

#

Ben cleaned up nice, but Cody should have known that. He looked good in a button down, with his hair combed back, and black slacks. When he stepped out of the bathroom, buttoning his cuffs, Cody just stopped and stared at him for a moment.

He liked the way Ben’s ears stained red when Ben cleared his throat and asked, “What time are those reservations, again?”

“What?” Cody asked, and then shook himself, “Ah--we need to go, actually. But. You look--you look really good.”

Ben grinned at him, stepping closer and hooking his fingers into Cody’s belt, tugging him into a kiss and purring, “You look delicious.”

“Fuck,” Cody rasped, and messed up Ben’s hair only a little, sliding fingers in and kissing him thoroughly before making himself step back. “Okay, wait, we have to go. We--I could call them and cancel, if--”

Ben laughed, pulled him into another kiss, and then broke away. “That’s bad manners,” he said, brushing a kiss against Cody’s jaw that wasn’t doing anything to convince Cody not to cancel the reservation, and then pulled back. “We’ll just have to eat quickly.”

“Right,” Cody panted out, clearing his throat and reaching down to adjust himself. “Come on. If we rush, we’ll make it on time.”

#

In the end, they did make it on time, Ben hesitating as Cody nudged him towards the door, eventually coming to a stop as Cody stepped forward to pull it open. Cody turned to look back to find Ben just--staring.

“Is--did I miss a special occasion?” Ben asked, glancing between Cody and the brightly lit foyer beyond the door, soft piano music flowing out into the night. He looked, suddenly, very nervous, standing there in his nice clothes, a hint of redness still on his mouth.

“What?” Cody asked, gesturing at him to come inside.

“It’s not your birthday,” Ben said, still not moving, “or our--anniversary, did I--”

“Ben,” Cody said, letting the door go and stepping closer to him, putting a hand on his arm, because no one could say anything about that, it was safe to touch him there, even in public. “You didn’t miss anything.”

Ben glanced between him and the restaurant again, “Then why…?”

“Because I wanted to take you here,” Cody said, and squeezed his arm a little. “You said--you’d never been to a place like this.” He felt a little chill over his shoulders, because Ben hadn’t exactly said he wanted to go somewhere like this, just that he’d never gone. “If you want to go somewhere else, we can, it’s--”

“No,” Ben said, stirring into motion again. “No, this is--it’s very nice. I’m sorry. I was just--” He waved a hand and flashed Cody a bashful smile. “Thank you, let’s go in. They’re probably waiting for us.”

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Cody had also never been in a restaurant quite so fancy, but, in the end, it was pretty much like every restaurant. The candles on the table were very nice, though, and so was the band playing softly in the corner.

The bill was huge, and Ben looked surprised when Cody took it - it still gave him a thrill, paying for Ben, satisfied some part of his brain that he could now admit saw it as something he should do for a partner - but he’d been planning for this, he wanted it to be good and right and perfect.

Cody felt bold enough - there was no one else around, really - to put a hand on Ben’s back when they walked back to the car, stomach full and chest warm. He dared to ask, as they climbed inside, “Did you like it?”

Ben made a little startled laughing sound, and said, “Yeah, babe, this was all--very nice. You--didn’t have to do all this, you know?”

“I know,” Cody told him, reaching across the seat and squeezing his leg. “I wanted to.”

Ben exhaled, pushed up a little into Cody’s touch, and said, “Be really nice to kiss you right now.”

“Shit,” Cody hissed, because he knew not coming out was the best - safest - decision for him at this point, but goddamn, sometimes-- “Hold on,” he said, instead of giving in to the urge to lean across the seat and kiss Ben senseless.

The drive across town took too long, Ben’s thigh firm and hot under his hand the whole way. He lost a little of his iron control sitting at a stoplight, halfway there, and slid his hand just a little higher up Ben’s leg, hearing his breath catch when Cody’s little finger brushed the side of his cock and knowing Ben was sitting there, hard, made his pulse race.

He was too distracted - probably - to be strictly safe, the rest of the way back, but managed not to hit anyone or anything. He slammed the vehicle into park and pushed his door open, gritting out, “We should go inside.”

They made it through the door without him dragging Ben into a kiss, which was a miracle, but then he could and did.

Ben moaned against his mouth, hands coming up between them, working at the buttons on Cody’s shirt, making a frustrated sound as he got lower, tugging until the shirt came out of Cody’s pants.

“We should--hang this up?” Ban panted as he got the last of the buttons undone, shoving the fabric back off of Cody’s shoulders as Cody walked him backwards down the hall, because he wanted to do this right, he wanted this to be nice, not over the back of the couch, though, that had its own appeal, maybe tomorrow--

“Just drop it,” Cody told him, and sucked a kiss to his throat, shrugging the shirt down his arms, uncaring where it fell.

“God,” Ben moaned, sweetly, as they stumbled through the bedroom door, pulling Cody’s undershirt out of the waistband of his pants. His hands felt good on Cody’s skin and his mouth tasted like chocolate from dessert, and Cody wanted to kiss him until they both forgot how to breathe, wanted to slow this down, just a little.

Last night they’d been all in a rush. A part of him wanted to rush, still, but--

He slid both hands into Ben’s hair, steading him, dragging him into one long, slow kiss after another, until Ben stopped scrambling at his clothes and started groaning, instead, gripping at him and melting into the kisses.

Ben looked delightfully dazed when Cody finally pulled back for a breath, and Cody told him, kissing along his jaw as he finally reached for the buttons on Ben’s shirt, “We don’t have to rush.”

Ben made a thick sound, tilting his head to the side as Cody kissed his throat, buttons small and fiddly under his fingers. He nibbled at Ben’s collarbone as he reached the last of the buttons, and pulled away with a tinge of regret to push the button-down off and peel him out of his undershirt.

Ben reached for his own belt while Cody took a moment to look at him, and Cody batted his hands away, murmuring, “I’ve got you,” as he pulled it open, popped the button of his pants, and drew down the zipper, fingers brushing Ben’s cock.

He liked the way Ben shivered, the way he rocked into the touch - needy - and caught his bottom lip between his teeth. He liked the way Ben looked naked, standing in front of his bed, flushed and hard and with dark eyes.

He’d like Ben better in his bed, he decided, and murmured, “Lie down for me.”

Ben shivered again and climbed onto the mattress, sprawled on his back, braced up on his elbows, watching as Cody pulled off the rest of his clothes. “You going to join me?” Ben asked, his cock hard and curved up against his stomach.

Cody flashed him a grin - he couldn’t imagine anything that could stop him from joining Ben - and grabbed the lube off the nightstand before sliding onto the bed, shifting up Ben’s body to kiss him again.

Sometimes, he wondered still how he’d been such an idiot for so long with Ben. He made such good sounds when Cody kissed him, or nipped at his shoulders, or trailed touches all over his skin.

He looked so good, cheeks hectic with color and head thrown back when Cody moved down his body, and, God, Cody loved licking across him, loved having Ben’s cock in his mouth. He loved, too, pressing slick fingers up against him.

Ben felt hot and soft and they’d fucked the previous night, so Cody went carefully, because Ben still seemd a little puffy around his fingers which was--making Cody’s cock throb between his legs, the lovely tension winding higher when Ben ran fingers through his hair - too short to hold onto - and shifted his hips fitfully, back and forth, like he couldn’t decide which touch he wanted to press into more.

Cody wanted to encourage him, but didn’t want to lift his mouth, and so he only hummed and curled his fingers just so inside and took Ben deeper and--

Swallowed, when Ben gasped out a warning and came on his tongue.

He’d gotten better at doing this without making a huge mess; sometimes thinking back on the first blowjob he’d given made him feel prickly with embarrassment, but Ben had never given him a hard time about it, never implied it was less than amazing and--

God, Cody loved him.

“God,” he said, lifting his mouth away, “I love you,” and Ben moaned, legs splayed for him, two of Cody’s fingers still inside him. He shivered, just a little, when Cody fucked them in and out a few times, gasping and gripping at Cody’s free arm.

Each brush over Ben’s prostate made him jolt a little, dragged a noise out of his throat, and for a time Cody got distracted with that, just slowly moving his fingers, spreading them, sometimes, something hot and satisfied curling up inside him when Ben’s cock started to twitch, too.

He knew damn well that, for Ben, the sex had been - well, subpar was putting it nicely for the first part of their relationship. He’d been working, as hard as he could, to make up for that. He wanted to make up for that, wanted to make Ben feel as good as Ben made him feel.

“You look so good,” he murmured, and Ben clenched around his fingers, blushing harder, and Cody had to slide his fingers free, finally, had to stretch up over Ben and kiss him, Ben gripping at him and curling a little under him, thighs brushing Cody’s hips and sides as Ben--

Cradled him there, close against his body, Cody’s cock throbbing and hard and dragging on warm skin.

It took effort to drag himself away from Ben’s mouth, to shift again, to line himself up. He slid in purposefully, watching Ben’s expression the whole time, the way his eyes fluttered and the way he moaned and the way his cock finished hardening, as Cody settled against him.

Cody found he liked the position they’d ended up in. He was mostly resting on his heels, Ben’s back arched up, his shoulders and head resting on the bed. Cody rolled his hips, slow, and Ben groaned, panting out, “Ah, babe--”

“Yeah?” Cody asked, doing it again, and the position wasn’t great for thrusting hard or fast, but he liked this, the slow grind, staying deep most of the time. “You like that?”

“Yes,” Ben gasped, and Cody squeezed his hips, tilting them to change the angle just a little, rewarded with a stuttering moan.

“You like my cock in you?” he asked, and Ben shivered, cock jerking on his stomach, Cody maintaining the pace he’d found, unfaltering.

“Cody--I--” Ben panted out, flushed all down his chest, voice hitching.

“It’s alright,” Cody told him, “I want to give you what you like.”

Ben made an inarticulate noise, and Cody shifted up a little onto his knees, Ben’s legs - so fucking long - caught around him, jerking as Cody used the new positon to increase his pace, pulling out a little more before fucking back in--

“Oh, God,” Ben moaned, and so Cody did it again, and harder, and kept going, trying to read what Ben liked most based on the sounds he made and the way he flushed, and the clench of his body.

He ended up with Ben’s legs thrown over his shoulders, his hands planted on the bed by Ben’s head, Ben bent up beneath him, groaning his name, over and over while sweat rolled down Cody’s back and his thighs ached so sweetly and he wondered how long he could go like this because he never wanted to stop, ever, he wanted--

The answer turned out to be: until Ben came around him, untouched, gripping at whatever parts of Cody’s body he could reach and gasping.

Cody followed him over, had no chance to even try not to, the feeling of Ben clenching around him and the sight of his expression falling apart as he came too much to resist. He gasped out Ben’s name, sagging, and for a long moment they just breathed, heavily, in the middle of his messy bed.

He’d need to ask, in a bit, if Ben had enjoyed the day. If it had all been good for him. But, at that moment, all he could do was hold himself up and melt into the warmth suffusing his entire body.

#glimmer replies #ask me anything #bush league snippets #bush league #SPICY SPICY #cody is good at being a boyfriend when he lets himself be

[td-scenarios]

How they react to seeing their S/O crying

First scenarios are a go!

Cody

Will most definitely start panicking at your status and start asking you various questions.

“Are you okay? Did I do something? Do you need space? Should I hug you? Do I need to punch someone?” And you better believe he’ll do that last one based off that one scene of him and Duncan in World Tour.

Goes and brings his stash of candy to you for you to enjoy

If you don’t need space at the moment but instead comfort, you better believe this boy will turn into the biggest cuddlebug. His arms just wrapping around your entire body and him resting his head into the crook of your neck. Would totally start kissing you all over the face until you smiled and were laughing as you told him to stop in a lighthearted manner

Trust me, Cody is not leaving until there’s a smile on your face. Even if you ask for some space he’ll be sending you memes or stupid little drawings.

Also would totally do the really cheesy thing of wiping away your tears and resting the palm of his hand on your cheek so that you can lean into it.

Scott

Doesn’t really understand what’s going on at first. He’s clever, but he ain’t the sharpest tool in the shed at times.

“Why are you crying? It better not be somethin’ stupid, cuz, ya know, back on the farm-” cue you punching him in the face or on the shoulder

That’s when he’s like ‘Oh fuck, something is ACTUALLY wrong. Oh no this is a time where  I have to step up as a boyfriend oh no oh no’

Him awkwardly being all “So....um....what’s wrong?”

His face absolutely breaking upon seeing your shattered expression. Protective boyfriend mode = activated.

“Did someone hurt you? Babe, you better believe that I’ll go and make their life a living hell, trust me.” And then you just slowly shaking your head no and leaning your head onto his chest, which just makes this big softie melt.

Y’all cuddling for a long time until you eventually fall asleep on him and he’s just brooding on the fact that if someone did cause it, he really was gonna go and  beat them up, He doesn’t make idle threats, but for now, it’s just calm between the two of you.

Brick

He gets back from running one of his bi-hourly jogs with Jo to see your form shaking from under a blanket in the cabin. Since you’re under the blanket, he can only assume you’re not cold and immediately comes to the conclusion that you are upset

“Y/N! What has got you feeling so blue right now?” He would try to lower his voice for you, but his same tone only wavers a bit. Habits and all that.

You already know that this sweet boy will drop whatever other plans he had for today to stay in the cabin and comfort you until you were better.

He’d try to suggest going outside and getting some fresh air, but you two would go out for a bit and you’d either see the person who upset you or get reminded of your homesickness or whatever else made you sad, so you two would just go back inside.

Brick being Brick would probably find a way of accidentally making you laugh and he’ll just continue with that until you forgot why you were sad in the first place. 

Mike

Taking a break from the others, Mike finds you sitting on a rock near the beach with your head buried into your folded arms. He instantly comes jogging up to your side and sits across from you, gently saying your name which gets you to look up. When you ask for alone time, he softly shakes his head.

“I can’t leave you until I make sure you’re okay, Y/N. You know me, it’s good knowing that the people I care about are good.” Those words kind of put a smile on your face as you look at the gap toothed boy.

Mike counts this as the start of working your mood back up. He wouldn’t want to make you more sad by making you talk about what upset you, so instead he decides to start telling you funny stories of shenanigans his alters have caused.

“They’re quite the cast! I remember when Manitoba was really proud of himself for digging up some new material, but the guy was already a little bit tired so instead he was just holding some dried cow patty! Vito wouldn’t let him live it down for weeks!” More and more stories of that caliber, all of which would make you giggle in some way or another.

At some point, Mike ends up wrapping an arm around your shoulders and it’s become night time so you’re both just looking up into the stars. A nice serene way to forget about what was plaguing your mind earlier

Dakota

“O M G, babe, are you okay? Your skin is getting a little blotchy.” You would wince a little bit at that prompting her to apologize as you wipe one side of your face with your hand.

The blonde would sit next to you on the cabin bed and ask that you “spill the tea, sugar.

After telling her what’s wrong, she insists on taking care of you for the rest of the day. Bringing you any food she can scour off the island, asking the other teens of the cast to leave the two of you alone, and once your crying dies down a bit she starts doing your makeup.

“I like doing your makeup so much because it gives me a great view of your gorgeous face.”

This comment of Dakota’s immediately gets the waterworks started up again.

She starts panicking, thinking she said something wrong while carefully putting her makeup brushes down. You just shake your head and hug her tightly, to which she’s confused about, but reciprocates anyways.

Leshawna

This girl immediately hugs you as soon as she sees how distressed you are. She gives the best hugs ever, I would know, Fresh TV told me.

“Alright baby, tell me what’s got your feathers in a bunch! Leshawna will make all the problems go away.” Her voice is so calming at that point that you break down even more and choke out what’s been bothering you.

If it is someone, she would definitely start making threats, but wouldn’t dare to leave you alone in this state, so whoever did this to you would definitely get some knuckle sandwiches later.

The girl would take you back to her cabin and lay both of y’all down on her bed and softly sing to you (even if it’s not the best, it’s endearing.) Until you fall asleep in eachother’s arms.

Leshawna would be the first to wake up and would smile upon seeing your face, now with a soft smile instead of the heartbreaking expression it carried mere hours before. You were definitely her everything.

Heather

She really wants to keep up her mean façade like she does in front of everyone and say “ew, you’re showing emotions right now?” or something like that, but she decides that she could never do that to you. Even if anyone else was watching her at the moment.

Heather would take a seat next to you and put a hand on your shoulder. “Tell me what’s up.” And before you could say anything she interrupts, “and no, I won’t tell anyone what you tell me. I would never.” She made sure to keep both her hands up so you could see that she wasn’t crossing her fingers.

You let out a sigh and then hesitantly began telling her what’s up.

“Are you kidding? Hun, you need to put your game face on! Come with me.” She then grabs your hand and takes you around to do calming activities all around the island. Being bitchier to everyone else, but the most soft, kind, caring person in the world for you. She doesn’t let go of your hand at all just to let you know she’s there.

At the end of your day together, your tears long forgotten, both of you sat on a blanket watching the sunset, she looks over at you. “You ready to go kick some loser butt?” She says with a smirk, you sniffle a bit and nod yes. “Cool, lets go.” Her hand finally leaves yours, which saddens you, but she waits for you so you can head back to camp together. Who knew you could go a whole day with your girlfriend without her being TOO focused on the million?

Dawn

You thought you had found a quiet spot to let your feelings free under a shaded tree that may be capable of eating you any second, but how wrong you were. You nearly jump out of your skin when you hear a familiar soft voice speak, “your aura is stained with anguish. What is plaguing you so?”

Dawn’s statement startled you out of your tears for a bit until you began to explain to her what had happened with a shaky voice and it all became too much so you stopped talking.

The look on her face gave away that she knew more than she let on.

“Here Y/N breathe with me.” You would give her a confused look but go along with it since your girlfriend was weirdly knowledgeable in some areas.

“Very good. You’re shaky, but there’s nothing your position won’t fix. Here follow what I do.” Dawn got into a position perfect for breathing exercises and you followed suit. “Your chakras will align in the median in your body and your mind will be freed of its chains, do not be afraid.” She repeated the affirmations in a hushed tone as you two breathed with one another.

It was actually pretty calming. The sounds of the toxic island along with Dawn’s hushed voice made for the perfect aura around you two and you can’t remember a time when you have felt so at peace.

“I can sense that your aura is back to its normal state. Are you feeling any better?” The different words took you out of your zen and you looked up at her and nodded, which made her smile.

“That is nice to hear. Would you like to go look at the flowers with me?

#total drama #total drama island #total drama revenge of the island #total drama scenarios #total drama cody #total drama scott #total drama brick #total drama dakota #total drama leshawna #total drama heather #total drama dawn #total drama imagines #tdi imagines #tdi scenarios

[creepy-spooghetti]

AAA I love the hc

If you dont mind couldn't ask for a part to and add more poweres ( I just have a looooooot of idea with this I hope you don't mind)

Like a familiar cat or black dog or raven

Spells, telekinesis and herblogy (and she have a green house) and that type of stuff

And also since cody can't cook she cooks/bakr for him (that would be cut ngl)

If you're taking emojis anons could I be 🔮?

I'M SORRY FOR MY ABSENCE 😭 I WAS NOT IGNORING YOU I PROMISE.

More X-Virus with a witch S\O headcanons

Cody cannot cook. Like at all.

It ends in disaster every. Single. Time.

So when you come along and offer to cook him something to eat? Girl, he is yours.

His favorite is meatloaf and mashed potatoes.

Watching you cast spells has just become a hobby of his.

Wherever you are, he'll sneak in behind you, sit down, and observe excitedly.

You often get distracted because he's yelling out words of encouragement and awe, and you always send him a threatening scowl so he'll stop.

He does, indeed, stop, but only for a few minutes before he inevitably gets caught up in the moment and starts again.

It's cute but a little bit obnoxious.

Cody is an animal lover, so if you own a pet he will be all over that.

He will always bring it treats and give it special attention and talk in a cutesy little baby voice.

You're starting to wonder if your own pet likes your boyfriend better than it does you because it always seems to get really excited when he shows up.

Cody likes to bring you to people he doesn't like and let you move things around with your mind to give them a good scare.

He'll convince them that a ghost is around and will die of laughter once the two of you are alone.

You will admit, watching random people shriek because they think they're being haunted is rather amusing.

Still, you remind him that your power is not a toy and it requires great responsibility to possess.

He usually will just grin and nod but then proceed to drag you somewhere else to show off your abilities.

He likes to walk around your greenhouse and study the plants, and the ones that he doesn't know about he won't hesitate to ask you.

He is pretty interested in herbology himself, so any information he gets about it is stored into his mind where he will easily pull it back out when need be.

When you're tending to your garden, he will lean over your shoulder to stare down at what you're doing and question you endlessly, even things he already knows.

He just likes your voice and how smart you sound when you tell him stuff.

You have caught him attempting to cast spells of his own, and scolded him afterward for not only stealing your book but for endangering himself too.

He does appear ashamed but will do it again eventually. Just wait.

He's adorably impossible.

#x-virus #x-virus headcanons #x reader #creepypasta #creepypasta headcanons #creepypasta x reader #x-virus x reader #witch #s\o #s\o headcanons #witch s\o #y\n l\n

[nanagoswife]

Noticing You, Noticing Me

Chapter Six

Summary: Reader and Obi-Wan begin the writing of the letters. Throughout the passing months, there's significant moments that neither of them forget...

W/C: 3.3k

Warnings: angst, mention of passed away parent

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The first letter from Obi-Wan came in two days after he had left. At the time, you were walking with Anakin as he was in between meetings. He may have been the one who’d prefer managing the troops, but he could more than hold his own when it came to politics.

Anakin gave you a teasing smirk as the messenger handed you the letter. “Is it from your boyfriend?” he said while playfully nudging his shoulder into yours.

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t keep yourself from smiling.

“He’s not my boyfriend. He’s my… friend.”

Your brother looked at you disbelievingly. “I don’t think you can call someone just a ‘friend’ when you two nearly kissed. Twice.”

Shock filled you. Your eyes widened as you whipped your head to look at him.

“Oh yes. Did you really think Varlo would keep that a secret? Or Padmé?”

Embarrassment filled you. You weren’t surprised about Padmé. Her and Anakin were a couple. What confused you was Varlo telling Anakin about the night at the ball. He seemed like he didn’t care, so you thought he would keep quiet.

“I-I don’t know what to say,” you stammered.

It caused Anakin to laugh. “It’s fine, sis. I’m happy for you. Prince Kenobi is a good man. Besides, mom and dad seem to even like him.”

You felt your embarrassment change to happiness. “Really?”

“Really,” he said with a soft smile. “I’ll let you get to reading. I’m due for an appointment with Sir Fisto.”

The two of you said your goodbyes before you made your way to the gardens. You once thought that your spot on the bench under your favourite tree was special before, but not like now. Now it was where you and Obi-Wan had spent most of your time together. It was where he held your hand as he comforted you.

When you sat down, you wasted no time. As you read the first words, you smiled.

-

My darling,

I hope that your world at home has felt just that little bit brighter since those days as it has for me. Commander Cody has noticed a change in me, and I am proud to say I know why.

Despite this, I miss you as every second passes. As I promised, I will find a way to visit you again. The moment I know of a day, I will write you immediately to tell you. Who knows? Maybe I’ll know when I’ll be able to see you next in the next few weeks.

Anyways, my dear, I hope you are well and I wait in anticipation to see your first letter. The thought of hearing your thoughts again excites me. Especially if you have any stories from your villages left. I would be more than delighted to hear about the little younglings that vie for your attention.

May this find you well and that you haven’t forgotten me in these days. It would be truly heartbreaking if it were so.

Yours,

Obi-Wan Kenobi

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You couldn’t get to your room fast enough. It was the only place that you could think of that had a quill and ink and, most of all, privacy. Elation filled you with each quick step you took.

The letter may not have been long, but that didn’t matter. All that mattered was that he missed you just as you missed him. Not only that, but he wants to hear more stories. Perhaps you’ll send him a few. Or would that be too much?

In the end, it didn’t matter. If you knew him, he wouldn’t mind. He’d probably say he’d rather more than less.

So, you took your quill in hand for your reply. Starting off, after saying that you missed him as well and that you felt the same, about his remark about children being ‘younglings’. It was the most adorable thing in the world to you. You only wished that he had called them that when he was still here.

-

And that’s how it began. The two of you wrote each other every day. His letters would always arrive early in the day, and you would write a response just as quickly. This went on for five months.

Some were simply just the two of you conversing back and forth. Others… Well, others were most purely love letters. They were always mainly from Obi-Wan’s end. His way with words was a lot more elegant than yours. Yet he would always let you know that your insecurities were unfounded.

It was always sweet when he made sure that you weren’t being stupid or that you were doing something wrong. Most of all, he helped you through a new transition.

As the days went on, more and more people started paying attention to you. After all of these years, people were finally seeing the work you did for your kingdom. Hardly anyone was using you as a gateway to your brothers. They were truly coming to you!

When you had told Obi-Wan, he was so proud of you. He said how much you deserved the recognition. You had asked if it was his doing but he swore it wasn’t. He may have told a few people about you but he didn’t push them to learn more about what you do.

Padmé, other than Obi-Wan of course, was your biggest supporter. She would rave about how popular you were getting.

Yes, you may be getting popular. Some would say even more than your brothers. Though, a small part of you wished that you could go back to the way it was before. You wanted to go back to the days that only Obi-Wan noticed you.

You had confided in him one day about it. He had written in response: My darling, I understand how you feel. Unfortunately things like this will change. I do apologize if it were due to me, but just think. Maybe this will benefit you in the future. Just think, if you needed assistance in aiding a village or town, you have people who know what you do that would want to help. I hope that you realize how good this could be later on just as I do. If not, then there may be a way to get it closer to how it used to be. Either way, my dear, I hope this makes you feel better.

In truth, it had made you feel better. It made you look at the true benefits your newfound popularity had. Not only that, but it didn’t affect your life as much as you had thought at first. It was just new.

Now, one thing that happened a few times were days that you missed him. Those days it took over your thoughts to the point where you hardly left your room. It usually lasted for a few days and Obi-Wan was always there to talk you through it.

There was one string of days where both of you were in the same slump. Those were some of the deepest conversations you had ever had with each other. Whether it was saying how much the two of you cared for the other, or if you were telling each other about your darkest thoughts.

Obi-Wan had sent this one specific detail that had you simultaneously wishing you were with him and at least glad that he felt he could also confide in you. It was: Sometimes I think of my mother during days like this. I think of how I wish she were still here, to hear her say how happy she is that I found you. I do really believe that she would’ve loved you. And it’s days like this that I miss her the most. It’s days like this where I miss you. Days that I long for your gentle touch against my cheek. Wishing that I could hold you in my arms as we finally have the kiss that never happened. Honestly, darling, I exceedingly wish to be with you during these days and I wish I have found the time to come to you. But this time will still unfortunately have to wait to my dismay.

Forever yours,

Obi

Despite how strongly you agreed with Obi-Wan in that letter, you couldn’t help but feel a warm, bubbly sensation in his signature. You had started calling him Obi in your letters fairly early on. Other than that, him saying forever yours was something he had only recently started saying at the time. It made you smile each and every time.

For him to address himself by your nickname, though, made your heart flutter.

When you had written back, you consoled him when it came to his mother. From what you have told me, she sounds like an amazing woman. I would’ve loved her right back if we had the privilege to meet. As for being in your arms, I also deeply wish to be back there. Each ghosting touch and the feel of your hand in mine makes me yearn to feel it again. I yearn to fully feel the press of your lips to mine rather than a light graze or pressed against my knuckles. I will look forward to the day we meet again.

Your darling,

Y/N

Of those days, they weren’t the deepest of them all, but they were up there. After that, the dark spell of days was shared only ever briefly. Mainly switching between the both of you, each comforting the other as the longing to see the other grew with each passing day.

One day, he had written something that had you puzzled, yet feeling excited. The line was: We will see each other sooner than you know, my dear.

“Varlo, may I ask you something?”

He gave you a mischievous smirk, “I think that just was one.”

You rolled your eyes. “Do you know if anyone is scheduled to visit in the next week?”

Varlo looked off in the distance as he thought. “Other than the people that now only want to talk to you, no. Not that I know of. Why?”

“No reason,” you said, looking back down at the letter. Could he have possibly found a time where he could come back? It would make sense as he didn’t truly tell you that. He probably wanted to make sure he actually could before telling you.

Either way, you wrote your normal reply. Adding in details about how this amazing festival in Naboo was happening in a few days. It was called the Festival of Light and it was something you had always attended. Whether it was because Padmé wanted you there or if you went on your own, it didn’t matter. Other than Anakin, you were usually the only one in your family to go.

You wished that Obi-Wan could see it. It was such a beautiful festival. Your favourite part was the first night where lanterns would be released in the sky. They all floated until they looked like stars themselves, lifting everyone’s dreams in hopes that they will be met.

It was wonderful. What a sight it was to see all of those lanterns become stars. You always had thought that Padmé’s father was a genius to start this tradition. The tradition was well received the minute it was introduced. Although it started before you were born, you had known it all your life. You attended it all your life. Now you wish you could attend it with the one you wished to be with all your life.

That would just have to wait.

-

“I thought you were supposed to be meeting with General Yoda?” you asked Anakin who had his arm linked with Padmé’s. She giggled as Anakin pretended to ponder what you said.

“I was supposed to. A more important matter came up though,” he said with a playful tone. His smirk was a mischievous one as he caught a glance at your friend.

Confusion filled you. What could be more important than a meeting with the high general? With the way he looked at Padmé, though, you assumed that may be the reason. Everyone knew he would drop everything for her.

Anakin looked over at you and you must not have been hiding your confusion as well as you thought you were. To the best of his ability, he nudged his elbow into your arm.

“What? Can I not just spend time with my little sis and my beautiful wife-to-be?”

You rolled your eyes as Padmé spoke, “You mean even more time than you do already?”

You couldn’t help but laugh. It was true. He was almost always with one of you or Varlo. If you tried to separate Anakin from the ones he loved, or at least tolerated, he would have a fit. He craved attention and companionship and you didn’t blame him. It was something that you never knew you needed until you met Obi-Wan.

“Ok, one question you can’t try and dodge, where are we going?”

“Well, you see, sis, that is another question I will dodge. You know why?” You shook your head. He leaned closer whispering, “It doesn’t matter.”

You groaned, slapping your hand against your forehead causing your friend to break into a fit of laughter. All you wanted to know was what he had planned. There had to be something if he no longer was meeting with General Yoda. No one just stood up the man either. Yoda may be a wise and calm man, but he could easily take you down any day. Whether that be physically or verbally.

“Why do you so badly want to know anyways?” Anakin asked. This time sounding genuinely interested.

“No one just reschedules with General Yoda. Especially not you so I’m curious as to the change of plans that involves both Padmé and I.”

Anakin actually seemed shocked by what you said. Almost as if he actually hadn’t thought of an answer to a statement like that. So, he was silent for a few moments. That was, before he finally came up with, “You’ll see.”

Now you were more confused than ever. Was he setting up something with Varlo? Was this all going to be a trick? It wouldn’t be the first and it definitely wouldn’t be the last. Or maybe it was a new person that wanted to meet you.

Thanks to Obi-Wan’s words, you had grown used to constant meetings with people who wanted to ask you about what you do. There were some who asked what was going on between you and Obi-Wan, but those questions usually didn’t last.

You knew there were rumours that people thought the two of you were an item, which was true, but some were disconcerting. Some had thought that he was taking advantage of you for power gain. Others had painted your family in a dark light, saying that they were using you as a way to gain more allies rather than caring about you.

Thankfully, those rumours were rather rare to come across. Plus, Obi-Wan had always told you how they didn’t matter. The two of you found each other, and chose each other on your own. Not because of any outside influence or any ulterior motives.

Your thoughts were racing, unable to settle on one possible answer to what Anakin had planned. You would’ve said Padmé hadn’t known either, if it weren’t for her ultimate calmness. If she were as confused as you, she wouldn’t be as composed or… excited as she seemed to be.

Those racing thoughts were put on hold as your journey led you to the gardens. The sights never failed to put your mind at ease. Now was no exception.

Usually you would come here to read Obi-Wan’s letters. It was free of crowds, leaving you in privacy as you looked over the beautiful handwriting. For a time, you had even kept a satchel that held all of his letters in the garden. That didn’t last long as one day Varlo found them.

In his usual annoying ways, you had to fight to get them back. He teased you, positioning them out of reach until he was done with his entertainment. It was something he did often, lately. Teasing you or playing jokes that would often go too far. A small part of you wondered if it were because he was slowly taking up the role you once held. You hated to see that people no longer seemed interested in Varlo’s political accomplishments. Yet, he didn’t need to take it out on you.

So, the letters had found a different place. A place where Varlo couldn’t find them and hide them and a place that should’ve seemed like a no brainer from the start. Your bedroom.

Even so, the garden was where you would read them. Sometimes you would even write your letters on that bench under the tree.

As the three of you walked through, you listened to the conversation your brother and friend were having. They really were a cute couple, no matter how much you teased them. Listening to them talk only proved this.

The closer you got to the tree, the more you saw excitement grow in both of them even as they seemed to be normally conversing. Now you knew something was up. What kind of plan could Anakin come up with that got them so excited, but never tell you? You thought you were used to being a third wheel before, but this was amplified.

You let it go. It’s not like this was the first time something similar has happened. With that being said, you took a slight lead ahead of the two. A small part of you was hoping that, as soon as you got to the tree bench, you could stay there. That way you could feel close to Obi-Wan although you weren’t.

Continuing on your path, you noticed that Anakin and Padmé were drawing further and further back. Were you walking that quickly, or did they slow down without you realizing. With all of that considered, you just shrugged and kept going. If they wanted to catch up they would tell you.

There was one last corner to turn before you would finally be able to seek some peace.

When you turned the corner, you froze. Were you seeing right? Was this even possible? You turned to look at the other two, but they weren’t there. Was this what they were so excited about? It had to be. Why else would they now have up and disappeared right as you arrive here.

Obi-Wan stood from the bench, facing you with a smile that you could tell he was trying to contain. He still looked just as handsome as the day he had left. The outfit he was wearing was similar to the one he wore at the ball, but much more toned down and casual. Well, casual for royalty anyways.

Tears were building as you smiled bigger than you ever thought you could.

“Obi!” you exclaimed as you could no longer hold back. You ran to him, crashing into his outstretched arms. The feeling of them coming around your back and pulling you in close was enough to make you start sobbing.

“Hello there, darling,” he whispered into your hair. Gently he rubbed your back as he slowly swayed from side to side, refusing to let you go. Even if he did, you wouldn’t.

As you buried your face into his chest you smelled the hint of cinnamon that was mixed with just him.

“I missed you,” you mutter into his chest.

“I missed you too. With all of my being,” he said, making your heart flutter. There were days you never thought you would hear his beautiful voice ever again. You no longer had to worry about that. He was here, holding you as tightly as you were him.

- - -

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[elysianslove]

hi! may i request hcs of the haikyuu boys watching/helping their significant other workout? maybe yoga or just a regular workout? would be sweet if it was all of them but i know there are so many, so mainly kuroo, kageyama, bokuto, oikawa and nishinoya <3 thank you!!

hi anon!! i’m sorry i didn’t do all the boys, but i wrote for the specific boys you requested. if you, or anybody else, wants these hc’s for other boys i’d love to do them hehe. hope you enjoy!

kuroo tetsurō

he’s so excited as soon as you’re like “hey wanna work out together”

like his whole body freezes up and then he just

screams

if you’re already like pretty athletic, he makes everything a competition

but doesn’t actually compete

he just wants to watch you 😏

no fr he’ll be like “i bet i can do more squats than you”

and then just doesnt squat and only watches you squat

this mf 😭

he gets way too excited and puts an alarm at 4;30 am to text you/wake you up to go on a run with him

you: see that’s what we’re not gonna do

if you’re not very athletic or you’re just starting to get accustomed to working out

he is so. encouraging

like sickeningly so

tries his best not to overwhelm you and does really basic workouts with you

but also if ur laying face down on the ground crying “i dont wanna do this anymore” he will NOT have any of it

good luck unsubscribing to his services

he just wants to see you succeed 🥺 👉🏼👈🏼

cooks you the best healthy meals you dont even feel like youre missing out on anything

now

yoga

listen he’s so cheeky

he’s so mf TOUCHY

couples yoga with kuroo >>>>

it’s so funny bc this man is so strong he can do pretty much any move that requires any type of strength but pull out the flexibility card and he will pass away on the spot

he also just likes to watch you do yoga

not just bc he’s a pervert

but also bc it’s just interesting to see you in your zone

buys you yoga pants just bc <3333

“u just wanna stare at my ass”

“how dare you i would never objectify my gf”

stares at your ass <3

kageyama tobio

remember when i said kuroo would make everything a competition but wouldn’t really care

kageyama cares

he’s so annoying youre just trynna have fun working out w ur bf but here he is trynna kill u bc he’s so much better at everything

okay but if YOURE better 🤑

it pisses him off at first but then he realizes he’s pissed off bc ur so hot and make his spine tingle

work outs with him are intense as fuck

like he goes all out

but then he helps you stretch and 😏 it’s worth it

if he’s helping you workout, he’s kinda harsher than he intends to be

and when he realizes that yk maybe he’s being a lil extra

he apologizes and just asks how you wanna do it

spends the night researching hehe 

is encouraging in a demeaning way like “do you WANT to regret not working harder” ur like tobio i swear on my life i will start crying

when y’all are done he does like give u a small kiss and the sweetest smile “good work” and it makes it all the more worth it

about yoga though

when he first watched u he was horny hwbwjwks

he was like oop what is this feeling

but then it clicked lmao

avoids watching you unless you’re doing it privately so he can embarrass himself less

if you invite him to join you it’s just rigorous head shaking but he loves you sm he’ll do anything for you

he just follows your lead and is listening so attentively and is trying to mimic your movements exactly and is so awe oh my god he’s so CUTE

once ur done and ur both just laying on the ground you roll over and kind lean over him and give him a kiss “thank u for doing this with me”

“we should do it more often”

not horny just in love with you <3

bokuto kōtarō

so hyperactive good luck keeping up with him

he’s also like

built

LIKE HAVE YOU SEEN. HIM???? no way he doesnt go crazy w the work outs

if you suggest to work out together he’s so excited and he just does everything normally the way he does at 2.5x speed and you’re just like bruh 🧍🏻‍♀️ slow down

you do eventually find your own rhythm that kinda matches his own

and it’s nice to have him with you because like if you’re at a gym and ur using a device across the room from him he’ll just yell and wave at you and blow you a kiss god i love this dork

after you’re both spent you just sit on the ground across from each other stretching just talking just vibing

gives you a big smooch in between everything if he can

it becomes a really positive addition to your life ngl

if he’s helping you work out

he is actually the fkn BEST

despite him being a work out freak, he doesn’t force that on you in any way

if anything i think he’d be super gentle

so cheerful when encouraging you

and rewards you a lot

too much probably

“20 PUSHUPS BABE !!!! LETS GO MAKE OUT FOR 20 MINUTES”

he doesn’t just say it he really does mean it when he tells you he’s proud of you

loves it when you do yoga

immediately tries to join in

“oouu teach me this move” proceeds to fall on his ass <3

 t’s okay he has a lotta cushioning 😏

he always wants to try the couples yoga moves

he saves them on his phone to show you later and you cant say no bc ur already in gear and the yoga mat is on the ground hehe

(if you watch cody ko and kelsey kreppel’s couples yoga video that’s basically how it goes with you two)

^^^ in one of the moves he has to like lift you up by your arms as youre sitting down and he’s standing and he accidentally just shoves your face into his crotch

you both couldn’t stop laughing until you nearly peed and thats the beauty of love

oikawa tōru

he has to repeatedly ask you if you’re s u r e you wanna work out with him 

if you’re s u r e you can keep up

please hand his cocky ass to him <3 

if you’re athletic, prepare to have him try to one up you every time you do something 

it’s so sweet though cause he’s so determined and he’s sticking his tongue out between his lips and you’re just like baby please what is this 

tells you to lay beneath him while he does push ups so he can kiss you 

you complain about how sweaty he is but really you just want him to take his shirt off <3 

okay two important things i want to go over

one. oikawa does not know when to stop. so, honestly, you probably suggested to work out with him to keep him in check and make sure he doesn’t overwork himself 

please make him drink water and take breaks when necessary :( 

two. his knee :( he would probably need to be very careful and he’ll teach you the correct way to massage it and prep it before he does any critical work 

if you approach him one day about helping you work out cause you’re clueless — yes it will get to his head

but like ??? he’s your boyfriend??? your very athletic boyfriend??? 

who else would u ask tf 😹

anyways he makes a whole like list and shit

organizes it so well with color coding and different handwriting 

keeps you up to date with your progress and always says things like “look how well you’re doing babe!” and gives you a hugeeee hug 

now, oikawa is either weirdly flexible, or not flexible at all

we’re gonna go for the first one for this yoga hc 

joins you randomly and starts doing the poses correctly right away ur like ??? sir ??? 

distracts you. so much. 

“can i have a kiss— another one?— one more— one more babe— okay an—“ 

make out sessions ensued :)

nishinoya yū

actually i think noya would like to be in own zone kinda thing when he’s working out

probably blasting some katy perry in his ears ngl 

but when you tell him you wanna go work out with him?? 

now you’re both blasting katy perry in your ears 

stares. stares so much. provocatively. 

he’s your bf so you get it

but women have come up to you in the gym asking if you’re okay hbwjwkwe

makes you try out his routine while he tries out yours 

“wow babe this is sooo easy” he’s dying dont believe him

you guys probably have a handshake that’s so motivating to do before and after eeekkkk he probably makes you feel SO good about yourself after

takes you to eat the unhealthiest shit he can find after a workout because why not right ? chivalry? undead 😻

if you ask him for help he’ll accept right away

competes with you to help you improve 

“one day babe you’ll be beating me at these with such ease” 

he’s the loud kind of encouraging 

yells a lot

like so much 

body worship all the time <3333

“god u look SO good right now i love you so much” 

this simp i love him sm

anyways. onto yoga 

did i mention he stares 👁👁

because he does 

he already knows you do yoga and he will find out your schedule 

just. likes to watch you tbh 

if you offer to do couples yoga with him he refuses bc he likes the view where he is lmfao 

there are so many tiktoks of him just doing the dances while you calmly do yoga 

it becomes a trend lmfaowjwnsj

anyways yes best supportive bf award goes to noya (actually all of them who am i kidding)

end note; MY BEST FRIEND PAINTED AKAASHI FOR MY BDAY GIFT I STOPPED BREATHING ,,, anyways i hope y’all enjoyed this!! feel free to request some more mwah

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #kuroo x reader #kuroo headcanons #oikawa x reader #oikawa headcanons #bokuto x reader #bokuto headcanons #kageyama x reader #kageyama headcanons #nishinoya x reader #nishinoya headcanons

[falcqns]

Hey, hey it's me ❤ I'm in the mood for some angst, hmmm, the girl is having a huge crush on Henry since they met and they are friends for years but on her thirtieth birthday he made a huge party and when she wanted to confess her feelings for him she found him with her best friend in her bed. Thanks in advance ❤

Amnesia

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Reader

Warnings: way too descriptive explanation of eating a piece of schnitzel off a fork (i got carried away), bratty!henry, slightly toxic!henry, violence towards women (slight), swearing, angst, alcohol consumption.

A/N: Thank you so much for the request! I wasn’t sure if you wanted a happy ending or a sad ending, so I wrote both! Hope you enjoy ❤️ I also listened to Amnesia by 5 Seconds of Summer while writing this, so it may be slightly based on that song haha.

You had met Henry at Comic Con in 2013, when you had gone to see his panel for Man of Steel, and got the opportunity to ask him a question. Your question intrigued him, and shortly after the panel, you were approached by Henry himself, who was also going to the Game of Thrones panel. He remembered you from his panel, and the two of you sat together. You spent the rest of the day together, and you ended up joining him and the cast of Man of Steel for drinks that night.

After Comic Con, you two stayed in touch through Instagram, and eventually you gave him your number. A few months later, your job relocated you to London, and he offered for you to stay with him, to which you accepted. You two were great roommates, and even better friends. But, this didn’t stop your feelings from blossoming.

Everything about him was attractive to you. From the way he always had a slight scowl on his face in the morning, giving you and Kal only grunts as responses until he had a cup of coffee, to the way he would get sucked into his video games and not realize over half the day passed by without him. You loved the way you could make him snort if he laughed hard enough, and that his sides were ridiculously ticklish. You adored how much he loved to cook, often calling you into the kitchen to taste his new recipe of the week. But, your favourite thing about him was how he treated you.

Even though you were not an actress, he never treated you as anything but an equal. He was always so interested in your work, and would always be the first person to congratulate you when you reached a goal you had been striving for. He was the one who brought you soup in bed and took care of you when you were sick without a second thought, and held you whenever you needed a good cry. Your friends often referred to him as your husband because of how much he cared and looked out for you. You never put much thought to it however, until your mom asked you if you two were dating when he joined you at a family gathering.

He had stood up to go and get himself a beer, and brought you back your favourite drink and some of your favourite foods on a plate without you even asking. He then sat next to you, and engaged in a conversation about NASCAR with your dad, uncles, and grandfather.

Your mom leaned over ad whispered in your ear, “Are you two together?”

You gave her an alarmed look, and shook your head vigorously. “No, mom, we’re not. Why?”

Your mom’s eyes drifted over to Henry. “You two sure seem like you are. Might want to talk to him about it, because the way you look at him as if he hung the stars and the moon specifically for you suggest different.”

You had shaken it off, and thought nothing of it until you were back at home the next night, and really thought about what your mom said. Did he like you, or were you just reading into things too much? You shook it out of your head, and rolled over to fall asleep.

But, when he called you into the kitchen to ask you to taste his attempt at making schnitzel for the first time, you thought about it again. You watched as he offered you a piece of the cooked meat on a fork, and you opened your mouth to accept it. You noticed how his eyes were glued to your lips as they wrapped around the fork, and how he slightly bit his lip as you pulled the meat off the utensil to chew it. You instantly smiled at the taste of the food, and Henry let out a breath both he and you didn’t know he was holding.

You told him it was delicious, and you watched how is eyes lit up in joy. He did a little happy dance, and instantly blushed when you giggled your way out of the kitchen.

The next time you thought about it was when you two were sitting on the couch, watching The Sound of Music, and you drifted off just as the Von Trapps were performing at the festival and escaping. Your head had called onto his shoulder, and he wrapped his arm around you like he always did. But then he did something unexpected. You woke with a start when he lifted you up, shifted his body so it was lying down on the couch, and laid you back down right onto his chest, you head coming to rest under his chin. “Thought this might be more comfy,” he had said, and you smiled and thanked him, before your eyes refocused on the movie, no longer tired.

You noticed all of these things, but you failed to notice how much of an interest your best friend had taken in him. He was never interested, he only had eyes for you, but he did notice.

He noticed how when he wasn’t in the room, and you were on call with her, she would laugh normally, but when he entered the room, she would laugh differently, as if trying to entice him with small, annoying and EXTREMELY squeaky giggles that made him want to claw at his ears. He had never taken a second look at her. He was head over heels in love with you, why would he look at your best friend when he could stare at the goddess of beauty that was you? He’d never thought he’d have a chance with you, so he settled to love you from afar until you found your person, at which time he would resolve to look for his. It wasn’t the healthiest mindset, but it worked for him.

When your 30th birthday had rolled around, Henry decided to be the loyal best friend and roommate he was, and throw you a birthday party. He and Kal decorated the house (more like Henry decorated the house and re hung the decorations that Kal pulled down while “helping”), bought a bunch of booze, and food, and invited all your friends (and your’s and his mutual friends), and your family, along with his (minus the children. Children and drunk parents usually dont mix well.).

He noticed throughout the night that you had become slightly more distant from him. Usually at parties, you would be glued to him like the sea urchin you had gotten stuck in your foot at age 10, but you gradually stopped seeking him out. Then, his eyes landed on you, talking to another guy.

A cold, sick feeling chill ran through his bones, and he instantly recognized it as jealousy. his first thought was how dare you speak to another man? But, then he remembered, that you and him were not together, and the guy had every right to talk to you. So, he headed over to the kitchen island which was serving as the bar, and decided to drown his jealousy in alcohol. His body would pay for that in the morning, but at that exact moment he couldn’t care less.

When you had stepped outside with aforementioned guy, he picked up the vodka and chugged as much of it as he could, desperate to get wasted. After a few more drinks, he felt sufficiently drunk. Then, your best friend sauntered up to him, and Henry was surprised to find that he could tolerate her for more than 30 seconds. The two of them struck up a conversation, and what surprised Henry even more was he didn’t push her away when she touched him, kissed him, or even invited him upstairs to “fool around.” Maybe alcohol wasn’t so bad after all.

You however, were having a great time. You and your friend Cody had stepped outside to continue your conversation, as Cody was pretty quiet, and the party was rather loud. You two had just stepped into the kitchen when you looked around for Henry to introduce him to Cody, who was a huge fan of his. You didn’t see him, but when you brought it up to Cody he just said, “Oh, I lose my boyfriend at parties all the time. He’ll be here somewhere.”

You two ventured around the house, but didn’t find a sign of Henry. So when you asked your mom where he went, you were shocked when she told you that him and your best friend had gone upstairs. You immediately raced upstairs thinking that you were going to break up a fight. He had never liked her, and often had to leave the room when you were FaceTiming with her, because she just “annoyed him to the point of wanting to pull an August Walker” he said. You’d always ignored it, because your boyfriends had never gotten along with her, and you just always assumed it was because she was protective over you.

But, when you walked upstairs and found his bedroom and bathroom, the spare bedroom and bathroom, and your office empty, you opened the door to your bedroom, and your heart instantly broke into a million pieces. He was butt ass naked on your bed, balls deep in your best friend, who was also completely naked.

You gasped, and Henry immediately stopped his movements and his eyes snapped to you. The widened, and he immediately sobered up before swearing. “Shit, Y/N.” He said, before pulling out of your best friend, and covering himself. He watched in horror as your eyes welled up with tears and you ran across the hall to his bedroom to lock yourself in. It was only in that moment that he realized he was in your room, not his. He immediately redressed, and ran across the hall to his room, and began banging on the door.

Your best friend scoffed at your reaction, redressed as well, and then joined Henry across the hall. “She’s just being dramatic.”

Henry looked at her confused. “Dramatic? She just caught us, her two best friends, fucking in her bed. She has every reason to be upset. She is not being dramatic.” Your best friend rolled her eyes, and crossed her arms. “Then can you get her whiny ass out of there so we can finish what we started?”

Henry turned around quicker than Pietro trying to save Clint. “No. What happened shouldn’t have happened.”

She rolled her eyes and stomped her foot like a child. “So you used me?” Henry scoffed.

“I’d say you used me.”

“How?”

He stared at her in amazement at her sheer stupidity.

“You CLEARLY used the fact that I was heartbroken and drunk. You’re always seeking me out when I’m around, and you change from this person who seems barely tolerable to a complete and utter insufferable bitch.” He didn’t allow her to speak, instead pounded on the door.

“Y/N! Let me explain!” He begged, and tried to ignore the way he could practically hear your best friend roll her eyes beside him.

“No! There’s nothing for you to explain. You made your feelings perfectly clear. I’m just sorry that I wasted 7 years being friends and being in love with you just for you to fall for my ex best friend.” You heard both Henry and your ex best friend exclaim, but you didn’t listen to a word they said, instead grabbing Henry’s AirPods, shoving them in your ear, and turning your music on full blast before laying in Henry’s bed.

Outside the door, Henry and your ex best friend were in a straight up crazy bitch fight.

“SHE’S BEEN MY FRIEND FOR LONGER!” She screamed.

Henry got right in her face, and screamed right back at her. “I’VE CARED FOR HER AND LOVED HER FOR LONGER THAN YOU HAVE! YOU USED AN AMAZING, BEAUTIFUL, LOVING, CARING, WONDERFUL WOMAN TO GET TO ME! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?”

“SHE WOULD HAVE NEVER WENT AFTER YOU, OR EVEN ADMITTED HER FEELINGS! SHE’S PLAYING WITH YOUR FUCKING MIND! I SAW A FUCKING OPPORTUNITY TO GET LAID BY HENRY MOTHERFUCKING CAVILL AND I FUCKING TOOK IT! SUE ME!”

Henry grabbed her arm, and shoved her towards the stairs. “GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE RIGHT NOW! DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT CONTACTING HER AGAIN, BECAUSE SO HELP ME GOD YOU EVEN TALK TO HER, I WILL RUIN YOUR FUCKING LIFE! I’VE DONE IT BEFORE, I CAN DO IT AGAIN!”

She ripped her arm out of Henry’s grasp and slapped him across the face before storming down the stairs and out of the house. When he watched as no one even gave her a second look as she passed, he knew that everyone hated her just as much as he did.

He tried pounding on the door again, but you didn’t answer, so he resolved to just rejoin the party. It was painfully obvious that you needed some alone time, and he was more than willing to give it to you at the moment, he needed to cool down as well.

(happy ending starts here. If you want a SAD ending, click HERE.)

The party cleared out less than an hour later, and Henry took it upon himself to clean up. The mess wasn’t too bad, but the living room could do with a sweep and the garbage needed to be taken out. He had a feeling he’d be out the majority of the next day, and he didn’t want you doing anything. He planned on spending the rest of the day making it up to you once he woke up.

He finished cleaning, and set the garbage next to the front door. He might be a 6’1 burly ass man, but he wasn’t crazy enough to go out after dark, who knows what’s lurking in the shadows out there.

He searched around the house for Kal, and became slightly panicked when he couldn’t find him, but then remembered he had put him in his bedroom before the party started, because he gets too excited around big groups of people, and Henry didn’t need stains from spilt alcohol all over the house.

He grabbed the set of keys that he had for the doors in the house that locked. Your room, his room, the basement, and your office all locked, so he had made sure to keep them on the same key ring. He walked up the stairs and knocked on the door once more, but as he suspected, you didn’t answer. He unlocked the door, and was immediately jumped by Kal. He gave Kal some pets, and let him run down the stairs and out the doggy door in the kitchen to go pee. Henry walked in the room, and his heart clenched in his chest at what he saw.

You were curled up in a ball on his bed, with his AirPods in your ears blasting music. Your eyes were puffier than hell, with tears stains all over your cheeks. Originally, he was going to move you to your bed, but he had a feeling you wouldn’t be sleeping there until you burned the sheets and got new ones, so he pulled the comforter over you. He pulled his AirPods out of your ears and put them back in the charging case. He took your phone and plugged it in, before turning on his TV and putting on Family Guy for background noise while you slept. Kal came bounding up the stairs seconds later, and growled when he saw Henry standing close to you.

“Oh, you’re taking her side now?” Henry asked the pup. Kal barked softly in agreement before glaring at his dad until he moved away from you, and then hopped up on the bed gently.

“Yeah, I don’t blame you. I was an asshole, wasn’t I?” He said, glancing down at you once more. Kal laid his head on your hip, and growled at Henry again.

Henry rolled his eyes. “Yeah, yeah I know. Your dad’s an idiot. I’m going. Protect her, ‘kay?” He said as he walked out of the room, and Kal huffed while snuggling closer to you and closing his eyes.

Henry closed the door, and felt his exhaustion and extreme drunkenness hit him. He looked at the stairs to his right, and decided against trying to walk down them. He then walked right into your open bedroom, and looked around. He had never really gotten a good look at your bedroom before, but he absolutely adored the way it was decorated.

You had done everything in your power to make it look comfy. You had faerie lights all over, as well as LED’s on the ceiling trim. You had a small sofa with various throw pillows and multiple comfortable blankets on it. You had a huge fluffy rug on the floor, and your bed had a insanely comfortable comforter, and a good 7 or 8 pillows on it, mostly throw pillows.

Henry pulled the throw pillows off the bed, and tossed them onto the couch, before climbing in. He was instantly overwhelmed by your scent. It was in your pillows, your comforter, even your stuffed elephant named Bubbles that you slept with every night. He hopped out of your bed once more, and brought Bubbles over to you, placing her under your arm and against your face. He went back to your room, and climbed in your bed, and fell asleep wishing you were in his arms.

The next morning, Henry’s body jerked awake at 5 am, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to fall asleep. He limbed out of your bed, before remaking it, and walking over to check on you. Kal jumped off the bed at the sight of Henry, and allowed him to come closer. He stopped at Henry’s feet and pressed himself against his legs, which signified he wanted some love.

Henry squatted own, and gave his fluffy boy some pets, and hugged him back when kal crawled in between his legs and rested his head on his shoulder. Henry chuckled.

“It’s gonna be fine buddy. Daddy’s gonna make it up to her, and maybe she’ll even agree to being your Mommy.” He said, and Kal licked his face before walking out of the room. Henry walked over, and climbed in beside you. He pulled you, into his arms, and pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead. You stirred, and tried to pull away from him when your eyes focused on his face, but he was too strong.

“I am so fucking sorry.” He whispered, and you said nothing as you buried your face in his neck, tears coming to your eyes. “I don’t know what I was thinking. I just, I was drunk, and in love with you, but I thought I couldn’t have you. I saw you with that other guy, and I just got so jealous. I wasn’t thinking straight, and I didn’t stop her. But, I should have.” He whispered, tears present in his voice as well. “Actually,” He said, pulling you closer and running a hand through your hair when he felt tears land on his neck. “I should have told you how I felt years ago. I should have told you how much I was drawn to you, and how much of my mind you occupy when I asked you to move in. I should have been honest the whole time, and I wasn’t. I am so fucking sorry, and I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you, if you just give me a chance to show you how much I love you. Please,” He begged, and you slowly nodded.

Henry’s heart exploded into fireworks. He pulled you close against his chest, and ran his hand up and down your back. Henry continued to talk to you, but you drowned it out as you were lulled to sleep by his scent, voice, warmth, and love.

You didn’t forgive him yet, and he didn’t expect you to. But, he loved you, you loved him, and most importantly he was sorry, and you’d knew he’d spend the rest of his life proving that to you.

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