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ri-a-rose · 2 years
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cupcakeinat0r · 2 months
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Thinkin abt Dad bod! Miguel again…
<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
Relationship weight gain is kinda inevitable when both parties are in absolute love with each other, and Miguel, despite being a total specimen, is no exception to this.
By now, you and Miguel have been dating for quite a bit, and you noticed Miguel getting a lil chunky. Not something you protested. At all. In fact, you were living for it. Yea, Miguel was gorgeous with those rock hard abs and that slutty waist of his that you were beginning to envy, but once his dad bod came in… dayum.
Miguel, however, did feel slightly embarrassed about it all, even though you reminded him everyday that he’s literally the most gorgeous man. Ever. It wasn’t about him, though. He was more concerned about you; that you wouldn’t see him the same way anymore, but you didn’t mind reassuring him a million times that he is all you want and ever need. Plus, it’s a dad bod, literally the best bod, like, c’mon now.
You’d watch him walk around the house with sweatpants on and no shirt, perky pecs (you could’ve sworn he had more titty than you, Jesus Christ), chest hair, pumped arms, fluffy abdomen and a tiny peek of a happy trail that could make your womanhood quiver. All that on full display for you and only you to ogle at. God, he was gorgeous. You, lying in bed, would bite your lip at the piece of work in front of you. Miguel was hunched over on his computer, which he dwarfed with his hands and build, reviewing some lab reports. Your eyes traced along his muscles, some of his stretch marks, and the one or two rolls he had on his side. How can a man look so delicious even while working?
“Whatcha looking at, mama?” He doesn’t look up.
“Oh, nothing… just the most beautiful human being I’ve ever seen.”
He finally looks up from the computer and smiles at you.
“That’s all you, mamita.”
You smile back. You still get butterflies with this man. You reach your arms out.
“C’mere, come to bed. I need my teddy bear.”
He chuckles. “ya mismo, beba, I only have one more left. I’ll be right there.”
You drop your hands in defeat. He says only one more, but you knew it would take him at least like 30 minutes to look over those things. He likes to be real thorough with them. You loved that your man had brains, but sometimes you wish he would just relax once in a while.
An idea flickered in your mind.
“Baby…”
“Yea, mama?” He mumbles, eyes concentrated on his screen.
“…how many kids would you want?”
He immediately perks up. Oh, now you’ve got his undivided attention.
“Kids?” He says, almost a little too excited, “What made you think about that?”
“Ohhh, I dunno… it’s just that you’ve got this dad look goin’ and… it’s been making think, y’know?”
“‘Dad look’?” He says with a humored smile.
“Well yea… I really like it. You’re lookin husky and thick, it’s so… sexy.”
The computer has been officially closed. Your plan is working.
“Oh yea?” His voice becomes lower, more sensual, as he climbs onto bed, his gaze becoming hungry. Miguel towers over you until he settles down on the comforter, nestled up right next to you, his thick thigh draped over both of yours. He rests his burly arm over your stomach, pulling you even closer to his warm body. Now that he lays next to you on the bed, you feel way smaller against him. You loved that.
“Mhm… it’s hard to not picture you with our future kids when you’re walking around here lookin’ like that. I’d make you such a cute daddy.” You coo, your hands brushing against his chest, playing with the hair there, occasionally caressing down to his soft mid-section. “Aw, baby… and I’d make you such a beautiful mommy,” Miguel groans into your neck, placing a kiss there, his hand goes up under his t shirt you’re wearing, caressing circles on your stomach as he imagines a bump there, “fuck, just thinking about you being pregnant makes me hot.“ His hand moves up to grab one of your breasts, giving it a light squeeze, his index finger giving your bud some attention, “and these filled with milk? coño, no puedo esperar.” He moans, his voice strained.
“So how many you want, daddy? Name a number and I’ll give em’ to you.”
Miguel just looks at you dumbfounded. He doesn’t know whether to get emotional or just pin you to the bed and fill you up with his kid to get a head start on this family. He thinks he’ll choose the latter.
“Mamita, I want however many you can give me.” he grabs you by the chin and smashes his lips against yours in a tongue-eating kiss. “Mmgonna look so pretty all swollen for me.” He then placed himself in between your legs, completely caging you in his broad shoulders and arms, his belly brushing up against your stomach. It’s not the only thing you feel, as you also feel his thick hard on when his hips start grinding against your weeping cunt.
“Mi princesita wants to make me a daddy, huh?” He says in a mocking voice. You nod, making a timid noise, aroused by his dominance. You look down to see a wet spot on his sweatpants, his precum seeping through from your little daddy talk no doubt. His mouth sucks and nips at the delicate skin on your neck, your shirt being hastily raised, your now wet panties shortly following the shirt. You’re in for it now. A victorious smirk growing on your face knowing that that last report would be saved for another day.
“Baby, What about your report?”
“It can wait.”
<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
Spoiler alert: He rails you like a dog in heat, cream pies you multiple times, and makes sure none of it goes to waste!!! <3333 u got what u wanted!!! Yay!!!
He is very gorjus to me, ur honor!!! <33333
Want more DadBod!Miguel ? Here’s my master list, bae!!!
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sunshine-on-marz · 21 days
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Hi lovely could I please request for Spencer Reid where the reader is in the bau and is the only one who asks questions when Spencer starts rambling because she’s genuinely interested and one day Reid asks if she wants to go see a movie after she asked him about it and Derek is all teasing like you got a date pretty boy ? Thank you so much ❤️
Hi my love! Now I just adore this idea and I hope I do it justice! (Also, my sweets, I tried out something new with the writing style at the start, I'd love some feedback on that and the fic as a whole) warning: reader is called princess but gender isn't mentioned.
"I wanna hear"
Spencer Reid x Reader
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Spencer Reid, ever the genius, is entirely clueless to social cues.
Oh good lord that boy just doesn't pick up on it!... is what you would say if you didn't adore his rambling tangents. Jesus, all of it is perfect. All of him is perfect. But, not everyone sees the beauty in art. apparently.
"Reid, thanks for that, anyways." Derek starts to cut Spencer's rambling off, you watch Spencer's face fall, and it's entirely heartbreaking. You gently grab his hand "Keep talking Spence" you smile and he looks confused. "really?" he asks, you nod. "yes, I wanna hear." you assure him as you clasp his hand between both of yours, his eyes light up. He rambles on about the connection between 8 different serial killers with a specific disease and how despite them never meeting their killings looked almost like copycats. In all honesty half the words are out of your vocabulary and the rest of them are spoken to fast for you to pick up on details, but you listen to every single sound that makes it past his lips, even if you don't process it all.
"so they never met? did the know about the other killers?" you ask, resting your chin on your hand and he shakes his head "no, they didn't know about each other until they were arrested" he answers. "Hm, that's really interesting spencer, like, that's super cool- well not cool but you know what I mean", he chuckles "Yea, I know what you mean."
You were smiling bright enough to light up a room as you ask your next question. "Do you want to hang out sometime? Like after work... just us?". He nods "I'd love that."
There's a small gasp through the bullpen after his response. You and Spencer look over and see the team eavesdropping.
"Pretty boy and the Princess are goin' out!" Derek cheers, the girls laugh and you and Spencer blush.
Its going to take a while for the teasing to stop, surely, but it's all worth it for Spencer.. at this point, you might call anything worth it if it's for Spencer.
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It's short and sweet but I just adore this <3
@the-phantom-author - Who promised to hype me up
@thesockbehindthewashingmachine - Who will hype me up without a promise
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socialkid · 4 months
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Imagine…
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It’s a casual Saturday afternoon in the middle of June. The sun is out with mild wind, it was the perfect weather. And when the weather is nice like this, everyone knows to watch out for you. Because around this time, you’re shopping. Shopping, shopping, shopping. You run from store to store buying everything in sight. Most of the time with your money, which makes your boyfriend mad. He likes to pay for you.
You boyfriend: Bakugou who knows you love shopping. The days when you have free time, what are you doing? Shopping. The nights where Bakugou’s pacing up and down your apartment because you won’t answer the phone then suddenly, you come bursting through the front door with a bunch of shopping bags. He knows. If anyone knows it’s him.
This morning Bakugou had gotten a call and he was reminded that he had a day off from the agency he worked at. So when he woke you up to ask what you wanted to do today, he wondered why he asked, already knowing your answer.
Now you and Bakugou were walking through the strip mall, him holding two of your bags in one hand and his other holding yours.
“Are we done yet? I wanna take you dinner and we can’t be here all day.” Bakugou asked, grunting as he readjusted your bags.
“Not even close babe,” you said with a quickness as he groaned, “Besides, it’s only two o’clock. You don’t want to just sit around till dinner do you?” You asked him.
“Yea yeah.” He said.
You looked through the windows of the stores as they went by. Preppy, pink and frilly stores, tomboy stores, casual clothing stores, toy stores, and so much more.
“Where we goin’ next huh?” Bakugou asked, looking through some of the bags he was holding. “Hmmm probably Spencer’s, then we could hit up the food court for Auntie Anne’s, and then Foreve-” you stopped in your tracks at a merch store. The window displayed, shirts and hats of merchandise by well known creators.
Bakugou looked at you as you made googly eyes at the coryxkenshien merch, worn by a mannequin. “Y/n…don’t start-” your boyfriend was interrupted by you squealing and jumping. “Just go in the damn store already.” Bakugou sighed as you rushed in. Bakugou made his way in behind you slowly after. Not even 15 seconds later and he had already lost you.
He made his way around the store looking for you, and calling your name every once in a while. He got the idea to check by the Cory section. No sign of you. He checked the sections of your favorite artists and creators, still no sign of you.
He had actually started to become a little panicky. “Y/n? Where are you?” He raised his voice. He knew you were smart, the complete opposite of vulnerable. You could help yourself if you needed to. Even without using your quirk, you can handle anyone. But still, Bakugou wanted to make sure you were safe.
Bakugou had checked almost every area of the store and he had continued to worry. Before resorting to shouting your name he saw a section under a sign that wrote “Heroes”.
As soon as he entered, your voice began to fade in, “Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my goshhh!” Bakugou walked past all the merchandise: Earser Head, Red Riot, Chargebolt, and more. He finally stopped when he saw you gazing at a triple layered table, sitting under a sign labeled “Dynamite”.
There on the table was a clear representation of Katsuki himself. The black and orange shirts and pants, hoodies labeled ‘Dynamite’ in black and orange letters, and miniature sized Dynamite plushies.
Bakugou couldn’t help but grin a little bit when you turned around to face him, already wearing a baseball cap with his named labeled onto it. “Babe! Look! It’s you! Everywhere! Oh my gosh!” You said smiling from ear to ear. “I can see that y/n.” He said sarcastically, chuckling a bit, “Calm down, you can get what you want I’ll pay for it.”
He didn’t have to tell you twice. You picked up everything that had his name on it. Hoodies, tank tops, hats, water bottles, stuffed plushies, fake tattoos, etc. You also stashed a few items by Shoto, Red Riot, and even one or two Deku items.
You were so excited for your items. So excited you didn’t pay attention to the shocked face of the cashier ringing up all the Dynamite merchandise, as she looked at Dynamite behind you.
After that nothing else in the mall seemed interesting. At this point you were ready to go home before dinner and check out your man’s merch.
After that day, you made sure to put your items to use. You were always flaunting your boyfriend and you made sure everybody knew it.
One night your boyfriend had called you up and asked if he could sleepover at your apartment. And when he arrived he was meet with you, wearing an oversized Dynamite shirt. He couldn’t help his intentions that night. And when everything was done, you cuddled up next to your Dynamite plushie and your life sized Dynamite.
“You love me don’t you?” Bakugou asked, you could practically hear his grin.
“Yup, both of you.”
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weirdo09 · 10 months
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sabes que te amo mami
a prowler! miles x black! female! reader fic
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it’s been a few days since miles had talked to y/n and they were getting worried. ‘c’mon it’s nothin, he probably has a lot goin on.’ y/n thought, staring at her phone secretly hoping for a text from miles.
“mierda!” miles whispered yelled to himself, his suit was totaled and there were scars along his arms. “how do i explain this to mom?” he thought when he got an idea. he’d stop by y/n’s and get out just as quick, boy was he wrong.
miles made it through y/n’s window when they saw him. “miles?” y/n asked, “mami! hi!” miles exclaimed, giving y/n a kiss on the cheek. “miles.” y/n repeated sternly. “yea, ma?” miles said, looking around the room. “sit down so i can look at that.” y/n said, miles smirked. “ok, mamà.” miles said cocky, sitting down. you sat down next to him, “how’d you do this?” y/n asked, though she knew the answer. “it’s nothing, querida.” miles said, chuckling. “oh yeah, losing a shit ton of blood and bleeding out on my carpet is nothing. what am i gonna do with you?” y/n whispered, “stay here, don’t get up or you’re cleaning up that mess.” miles nodded.
after patching him up, y/n had some questions. “why haven’t you told me anything?” they asked, miles came back to his usual bitch face. “i just didn’t wanna worry you, mami, that’s all.” miles said, y/n hummed, not buying it. “baby, i’mma worry about you even when you don’t tell me anything,” y/n said, grabbing miles’ hands.
“then there’s the next thing, why don’t you start explaining why the hell you crawl out my window after not talking to me for months.” y/n said, standing up and crossing her arms. miles stared at her, “i had a job to do.” he said plainly. y/n dryly laughed, “miles, cut the bullshit and tell me the truth!” y/n begged, mikes looked down at his lap.
“miles, you can’t keep shutting me out. i know losing your dad was a lot but-.” y/n began to say before miles interrupted her. “you don’t know anything.” he said, bitterly.
“actually, you know what? i don’t know anything, i don’t know shit because you don’t tell me!” y/n shouted, “hell, miles, do you even love me anymore? i mean, you shut me out after your dad died and barely talked to me!” miles flinched, y/n deflated. “get out.” y/n said, rubbing her forehead. “what?” miles asked, suddenly standing up. “you heard me, miles, get the hell out.” y/n said, miles frowned. “c’mon, ma, you can’t be serious.” he said, walking closer to y/n.
“i have no where else to go.” miles said, desperate. y/n huffed, “you better be glad, i love you.” y/n said before miles ran up and hugged her waist. “sabes que te amo mami..” miles whispered in y/n’s ear, she smiled and hugged him back. “i know you do, baby, i know.” y/n whispered, kissing miles’ hair.
“you pull this shit again, i’mma fight you.” y/n said, miles smiled, “you’ll never win, ma.” he said before pulling y/n into a kiss. it was sweet and intoxicating, just like their love.
wooo, we’re done, hoped you liked it, i sure did
translations -
mierda - fuck
mami/mamà - mommy/mom
querida - dear
sabes ques te amo mami - you know i love you mommy
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darylsfavoritegirl · 2 months
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Whoopps im liking this better than i thought
Summary: Daryl and Rick go on a run, they run into a pretty girl who is quite skilled in killing walkers but she is acting a bit suspicious👀 they decide to keep an eye on her. Again this takes place in the prison era.
Warnings: nothing really? a bit of phsyical pain involved cuz its twd
I initially tried to write this with first and third person narration which failed horribly so this is my first y/n fanfic ? feel free to correct my mistakes!! i'm new
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"...And she ain't afraid to get violent with men 3 times her size."
Daryl and Rick were behind a large tree as they were watching out for walkers. Daryl narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this girl fighting off walkers on the corner of his eyes.
"The hell she think' she's doin' ?" Daryl mumbled under his breath in a rush only for Rick to turn to his body towards him.
"What?" He asked before his eyes caught Y/n taking down three walkers.
Rick scanned the area only to see two more coming at her from behind. Daryl looked at Rick for a second and followed his gaze.
"Should we help her?" Rick asked cautiously, trying to calculate Daryl's reaction.
"Nah, she can handle 'em herself. Let's go."
Rick gazed at Daryl as he was walking into the woods. He decided to take one last glare at this alone mysterious girl when his eyes widened slightly at the scene that was going on infront of his eyes. He called for Daryl in a barely audible tone.
"Check this out." He said swinging his index and middle finger lightly at the girl. Daryl leered at her. She had a camera on her and she was documenting the area. She was taking pictures of the trees, the dead walkers, the stores. Anything.
"Well, ain't none of our dam' business." Daryl said with a slight irritation in his voice.
Rick glared at him from the corner of his eyes for a brief second before taking a deep breath.
"She is alone, quiet pretty and actin' all strange." Rick said with an undertone of mistrust.
"She took five or six walkers all by herself, without a trouble." He then added with fascinated eyes.
Daryl rolled his eyes moderately "Now what? Yea takin' interest in sum girl fightin' for 'er life?"
Daryl kept leering at Y/n as she walked into the pharmacy store right after cleaning her knife with a cloth she ripped from a dress that one of the walkers was wearing.
He scowled lightly as his frustration revealed itself in his voice "Great. She goin' into the store I was plannin' to go into." He grunted. He sighed audibly and looked at Rick over his shoulder before putting his crossbow in place on his hands. Rick kept sniggering and followed him. They were looking for survivors. They needed them, Daryl didn't love the idea. He thought Rick was trusting people easily but maybe he needed to do that... He entered the pharmacy, with the intention of studying this girl more.
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Y/n kneelt infront of the biggest drug shelf, trying her hardest to find antibiotics. They were useful for anything, though none was left. Y/n sighed before going through piled up medications on the floor when she heard someone walk in. Whoever that was, they were quite, almost too quite for her to not notice. She slowly got up, scanned the area for a brief moment. Thank god, she wasn't in the entrance, otherwise she would be caught in the open; like a prey awaiting for its predator.
Y/n knew the first thing she had to do was to control her breathing so she did. She hid behind a big metal desk, her backpack was near the door, the entrance where whoever that was there could see it easily. She didn't panick. She held her breath and got close to her backbag with cautious light movements. She dragged her bag to herself.
Y/n listened to area for a few seconds before slowly pulling her knife and pistol out of their cases. This was what she was scared of, dealing with somebody she doesn't know in the middle of the apocalpyse. She knew she had to stay calm. She inspected her ammo, incase she had to use it. She checked the magazine. Y/n had her pistol on one hand meanwhile she had her commando knife sitting on her left hand gently. She had a firm stance but before she could even take a second peek, y/n felt someone's presence.
"Come out."
Y/n studied the man's voice before she got up. The grunt, the thick southern accent one could hear even in two words. Y/n could already tell she had to deal with an aggressive one. She had a moment of debating with herself whether or not she should leave her weapons on the floor. "That's stupid." she notioned inside of her head. All these thoughts pondered her head within 5 seconds when the man, once again repeated it.
"Come on out. Now."
She lifted her head up. An arrow in a crossbow looking directly at her forehead and blue stern eyes behind it. Y/n immediatly got up and stepped back, weapons in her hand with a firm stance. A hasty moment of exchanging rigid gazes.
"I'm not looking for trouble." Y/n said with a humane tone. Ironic, she believed. A girl stating that she isn't looking for trouble with two lethal weapons in her hands.
The man stayed silent without breaking the intense eye contact. Y/n felt the need of giving assurance to him to not get killed. Anything could happen these days.
She sounded as if she was begging, abundance of tender in her voice "I just need some supplies and I'll be out of here before you know it."
Y/n leered deep into the man's eye as if she could see what was going on inside of his head. Daryl looked at y/n up and down, trying to conclude if she is any danger at all. He finally stopped frowning and loosened his grip on the crossbow.
"Go ahead." he mumbled.
Y/n also loosened her grip on her weapons. She felt her hands cramping because how long she had been holding the weapons. She moved aside, her eyes still following the man. Y/n got down, confused even scared because she had no idea what could happen any second. She forgot about the pills. She was scared for her life. Nonetheless, she grabbed a few medicine from the pile on the floor and tossed them into her bag. Y/n could see the man's reflection from the broken glass infront of her. He was not taking his eyes off of her, which freaked y/n out. She took a deep breath and slowly got up. The man was leaning against one of the desks in the pharmacy, he was looking rather calm but at alert. Y/n could see that. Her eyes formed some kind of apologetic manner as she examined the man for a brief moment. She didn't know why she did that. Maybe she felt he was no longer a threat to her. Daryl was quite indifferent. He was not also taking her eyes off of Y/n. She started walking towards the door when the ammo in her backpack started making noises because they got all messy in there when she tried to get a magazine out. She hoped he wouldn't mind it and stopped for a second, turned to this man and gently said
"I'm Y/n"
Y/n didn't know if she was supposed to wait for him to respond. She felt as if she owed this man the courtesy of saying her name at least. She decided to walk out when all of a sudden her thoughts were interrupted by another grunt. "Daryl." He said. It sounded apathetic as if he only said his name because Y/n said hers. Y/n gently smiled, if you can call that a smile. She made her way to the door. She was still sweating when another one of her pistols dropped from her bag and made a big thud, leaving her all panicked. She had a few guns in her backpack and this wasn't good to a stranger's eyes. She grabbed her ALFA combat and incompetently put it into her jacket pocket that she was wearing in the heat of Georgia. She didn't even look at Daryl.
Y/n didn't wanna take long because she knew it would get fucked up and it indeed did. Her action was interrupted by Daryl's hasty voice when her hand touched the door handle.
"Hold on." He said in a wary tone.
"Wha's tha' in yer bag?" his eyes roaming through her body and backpack as he came closer.
Y/n took a deep breath before turning to him. She knew it was time to actually be a bit belligerent. There was no way this could end in any virtuousness.
"You a damn cop now?" Y/n said with vexation in her eyes.
"First you come here and spy on me now you wanna check my backpack." the annoyance and electric in her voice growing stronger with each word.
Daryl stayed tranquil. He knew Y/n was a potential survivor Rick might wanna take in but he still needed to make sure everything. He came even closer. No one could blame Y/n for feeling under threat. Her survival instinct kicked in. She already calculated the strength of Daryl, there was no way she could overpower him. That's the thought that kept notioning inside of her head throughtout the 5 minutes she had to spend with him. But, Y/n thought, if she attacked him when he least expected it, maybe that would give her enough time to run as far as she could and make him lose track of her.
So she did, she kicked Daryl in the guts, leaving him only stumble a few steps back. Daryl huffed "Fuck." at the pain of being kicked in the stomach.That was all her power and Daryl didn't even fall. She didn't have time to bore her mind with that at the moment. Y/n grabbed the the door handle and pulled it with all her power and started running as fast as she could.
Y/n was panicking more than ever now. She knew she was a survivor, that was the reason she stayed alive in this wilderness where dead people were walking aimlessly, attempting to bite into anything that had life and flesh. The bag full of ammo and couple of guns were making harsh noises as it was also slowing her down.
Y/n was panting and practically dragging her feet to run along when she heard a gun fire. She instantly stopped. Perhaps it was another survival instinct, perhaps she believed the next upcoming bullet would go through her skull if she didn't stop. Her legs were trembling and her body was sweating like never before. She should've never worn that jacket in the heat of the summer but that was for precaution. She halted. The first thing she did before turning to him with her hands in the air was to catch up on breathing as if she forgot how to do that. It was a big area before one could get lost in the woods. She took long hasty breaths and slowly turned her body towards the spot where the gun was fired.
Y/n huffed swiftly under her breath "Fuck" She did not only see Daryl but another man next to him holding a colt python. Daryl was panting aswell but he quickly fixed his posture.
Were they spying on Y/n all along? Demented possibilities were lining up in her head one after another. Two of the men kept looking at her while her arms and hands started cramping because of how long she had been holding them up in the air.
"What do you want?" Y/n shouted. Her eyes scrutinizing both men, debating inside of her head if they would go any further.
A few geeks started coming out of the woods. She knew it was mindless of the other man to fire a gun, even far away from the city. She reached at for her knife the second she heard their infuriating growls but Daryl didn't let her. He gave y/n a spine-chilling glare as he walked past her and killed the geeks on the spot. The other man looked rather nonchalant, not keeping his eyes on neither one of them; just giving soft glares now and then. Y/n couldn't even dare to look back, see what Daryl was doing. She supposed he was taking his arrows out of geeks' heads, cleaning them with a piece of cloth. That's pretty much what everyone did.
Then y/n felt Daryl's unyielding grip on her forearm and her backpack. He was forcing her to walk ahead of him. She could feel his harsh breaths behind her ears and it only made her heart drop.
"Asshole." she whispered and sort of hoped he wouldn't hear it. He most likely did but did not pay any attention to it. Y/n felt more under threat as they were getting closer to the other man. She notioned this could not end in any good. It was time to take action now or never. Her brain felt like it could explode any minute.
"Let me go." she howled, trying to push Daryl but it only made him more antagonized. He felt as if she was only trying to provoke him at this point. He responded back with pushing y/n to the wall of the pharmacy store. Her back hit the wall swiftly and harshly making her whine in pain. The backpack was still on her and all that metal stinged her back because of how hard Daryl tossed her on the wall. It was like every single one of the curved metal was being carved into her back.
"Ahh." she cried out. Before y/n could even pull herself together, she once again felt his harsh grip on the backpack. She gave in at that point, seeing no reason in fighting back.
"Easy." y/n heard the other man saying slowly to Daryl, his eyes forming a stern look. Y/n looked at him, she wanted to speak; explain herself but she didn't know if it would make a difference at all. She bucked up, her back was still hurting but it was now or never. Y/n took a deep breath between the whimpers of pain and said
"I don't fire 'em." she exchanged glances between two men. Her voice sounded as if she was in rush. Her voice growing raspier because of thirst that was caused by running and apprehensiveness. Daryl looking more irritated with every word that was coming out of her mouth.
"Then wha's for carryin' a bag full o' guns, huh?" he uttered.
Y/n knew she had to be wary, if not she had no idea what would happen to her. She made out that she could put some sense into the other man if not into the redneck.
"I'm delivering them to a friend." a lie. She couldn't even look into directly their eyes but tried her best to do so.
Rick seemed rather suspicious "All alone?" he muttered. Y/n caught his leer.
"Goin' all this trouble to deliver few guns." Rick sounded as if he was asking a question but also reflecting the situation in his head.
" 'Few' guns worth more than gold nowadays." Y/n said emphasizing the word "few" with a subtle irritation in her voice.
"I don' know man." Daryl got closer to Rick. Every one of them were still eyeing eachother up and down. Rick didn't want to let her go for two reasons, first being cautious about the prison's perimeter if she was telling the truth. He thought she wasn't being honest but there was no harm in being wary. Second being, she would be good use in the prison if she was alone and soloing her way. He knew he needed to investigate into it when y/n interrupted his track of thought
"Can I go now?" she said, not too pretentious but also not too sloppy either. She kept eyeing them, not letting her guard down and trying to not irritate them even more.
"Y'all don't look like bandits or I- I- don't know, plunderers. Why not let me go?" She was gazing at both of them as if she could see their souls.
"Tha's cuz wer not." Daryl said in an obvious exasperated, raucous tone. Y/n couldn't help but smirk a little bit at his extreme, fragile reaction.
A brief fierce eye contacted formed between y/n and Daryl when Rick made a hand gesture infront of Daryl to indicate him that Y/n was no longer a threat that she could, perhaps, leave. Her gaze shifted back to Rick. Rick had a soft manner on his face, he slowly swinged his fingers at y/n, indicating she was free to go. Y/n sighed and rolled her eyes lightly as she got down and grabbed her backpack, she had a fierce look on her eyes when she took one last leer at Daryl and slowly started to walk away.
Rick gazed at Daryl watching Y/n walk away from the corner of his eyes. Daryl could feel his eyes on him so he turned to him with a slight maddening going through his body like electroshocks. Rick still had that pleasant bearing on his face which drew Daryl more irritated
"No more interested in takin' 'er into the prison?" He grunted as he grabbed his crossbow and slung it over his shoulder as he kept staring at Rick.
"I am." Rick said in a cool manner.
"I dun' kno' man. She 's trouble and ain't afraid to get violent wit' men three times her size." Daryl said still studying y/n in his mind.
"And that's a survivor right there." Rick sniggered as a subtle smirk appeared on Daryl's face.
FOOTNOTE
Ok yall can't believe this took me 2-ish days to write😭😭 i love writing these that's why i been skipping studying lmao and this one is a lot longer than the previous one. we get more daryl content (i hope you like the way i describe/write him im trying my best but again he is such a complicated character. writing rick is a lot easier.) i hope you like it!! i can write a sequel fanfic if you want me to!!! just let me know :)
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wolfytoothy · 3 months
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venom
summery: you got a simbio, aka venom. Yiu were missing for 2 weeks, and that's how you got him. But when you escaped, and that's when Miles found. Well the prowler but you know. But now you guys went on a date, till the friend came after you while you were leaving the date. Then he was reviled
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You had venom for a full week now. And lord can he be annoying. When you first met him lord was it chaos. When you were escaping, you had no idea what the hell was wrong with you.
‘Oh shit, shit, shit, shit, shit. Okay maybe if I-’
Don’t move
A voice said you followed instructions and luckily you were clear. All of a sudden some of the guards found you. “HEY.STOP RIGHT THERE” some one yelled.Then those big body’s started shooting at you. You then started run.
“Ah fuck, fuck, fuck” you yelled. That’s when you got shot in the leg. You stummbed down and held your thigh in pain. One of the men came up to you, he watched as you rolled on the floor in agony. “I got eyes on the experiment. Taking her in right now” he said into the radio.
As soon as he was about to grab you, a black gooey type thing ejected from her hand. The thing grab the guard by the neck lifting him into the air as venom took over. Then but his head off.
Time skip:
after everyone was dead and severely injured He retracted back into your body. “EWW, ew, ew,ew,ew,ew. Did I- we just-, did YOU JUST BIT ALL THERE HEADS OFF” you screamed.
Yes, and if you wanna make it out alive and not get caught, i suggest we go. Now.
“Who-who are you” you asked as you started running.
I am venom
And from that day on, he had been stuck with you. Its been a good 2 weeks now and it’s… been something.
You were walking down the street to get venom some chocolate, after he’s been bugging you for the past few days.
“ you see you can’t just eat people, theres bad, an theres good, but theres very very bad people that don’t deserve a chance you know” you whispered as you said high to a person that was looking at you weird.
So only eat the bad guys?
“Yes,yes only them, you will never and I mean NEVER eat the good guys” you said as you entered the convenience store. “Hi miss lee” you greeted. “Hey n/n”. You went to the back of the store and grabbed a bunch of chocolate bars.
We need a hero name. A cap, oh or maybe-
“Wow, wow huh”
We are the lethal protectors
“...I- okay bud”
Wait, really
“Yea, you can do whatever, as long as it doesn't necessarily interfere with my school life you know and my work life cuz those are very important” you whispered as you but another box of chocolate in the basket.
Hmm, sure.
“Good” you nodded as you made your way to the counter, and paid for it all. “Thank you, Miss Lee” you said.
How bout we go have some fun, like weee, go eat some heads.
“Bud I literally just bout you a fucking loads of chocholet, what more do you want” you complained. You opened the door of your home and went up to your room as you listened to venom whin. You zoned out as you ‘listened’ to him rant on. Till your phone rang.
Who is that?
“Its my boyfriend”
Can i eat him?
“ NO” you yelled as you answered the phone
The phone call:
You:Hey Miles
M: sup ma, you ready?
You:r-ready, for what, were we goin’
M: remember our date… you forget huh
You:what. No, I have no idea what you on about fr hehe
M: just say you forgot
You:yea i forgot, sorry. But ima get ready
M: better grt ready quick, I’m out side
Time skip:
You got dressed and made your way outside to see Miles leaning on his car on his phone.
Ooo, he is handsome… can i eat him“If you eat him, I will expose you” you whispered, making Miles' heads perk up and smile. “ hey ma” he greeted, kissing your cheek. Another
time skip:
You and Miles went on a little date, you guys went to a little cool cafe. It was nice. Then you guys went to the ghetto to pick up something.“Boy why you bring me to the ghetto” you complained. “relaxe, This is part of the date mami” Miles reassured as he pulled up to, what looks like an abandoned warehouse. “Oh hell no, nigga I’m black, you know black people always die first” you joked. “And besides If anything happens you know I’ll protect you”
And me
“Whatever you say fr” you sighed. You opened the door till Miles shut it again. “Wow,wow,wow. What you doin’ “ he said. “Getting outta the car what it looks like” you sassed. “How bout we drop that attitude and try again”.
Oooo. now can I eat him
You rolled your eyes as Venom's words and bit back a strong ‘NO’ from coming out of your mouth.
“ I’m comin’ with”, “no your not. This is prowler work—” You completely zoned out on what he was saying as venom started talking.
Isn’t the Prowler one of the bad guys… I’m bout to start munching.
Right as he said that a black tentacle ascended from your back. You slam you back against the car door making venom recoil.
OW!
“I-... the hell was that about, you good?”You gulped and nodded. “Yea I’m straight" you nodded. "But I'm comin with regardless" you said stepping out of the car.
"Listen it's a long story, I'll explain when we're alone or sum. Just, lay low ight' " you whispered as Miles came up behind you in his prowler suit.
"What the-, how did you change so quickly" you asked. "Skill. Here, take this. If your gonna come with me, I don't need them knowing who you are" he explained.
You took the purple mask and put it on. "Okay... do you just keep mask on you" You chuckled. "Sometimes" he chuckled.
"Stay close ight baby" he said kissing your forehead before letting his mask cover his face.
"Okay-oooo a voice changer thingy" you chirped.
You both then started climbing the fire escape. There were a lot of stories. It was high.
"I swear if I fall, I will haunt you for the rest of your life" you warned as you looked down. "Don't worry I got you ma"
If he does not then I got us
You guys climbed up 9 more levels before reaching the top.
Miles pulled you up and you quickly got away from the edge. You looked up to see multiple guys standing there with guns.
"Oh shit" you muttered.
"Ah, prowler" the guy greeted. "Mr. Hawthorn", Miles, prowler replied. Then all eyes were on you. You gulped as the very big man approached you, staring you down.
Oh shit, quick act cool or something
"And who might you be" the man asked. Prowler grabbed you waist pulling you closer to him. "She's-", "no. I wanna here it from her" he ordered stopping your lovely boyfriend from helping you.
You gulped hard.
Make it seem like your dangerous. Make it seem like you blow up children for fun, say something. Call your self star glazer, NO. Call your self venom
You played it off and placed a sly smirk on your face, but it showed threw your eyes.
"I am venom,and you are..." You asked shaking his hand. "I'm scarface, nice to meet you Doll" he flirted as he kissed your hand. You could feel the jealousy radiating from Miles.
"Oh, well hello scarface,"
More like butt face, he looks like if DJ kalida and drake had a baby
You bit back a laugh as you grimace at the fact he was touching you.
"So we're are you from, what do you do? You have very pretty eyes Doll. Can I call you Doll" he asked looking at you. Lord did you wanna throw up.
Uhh, he does know your only 17...right.
"Hehe, thank you,and no you can not" you sassed taking your hand back and whiping it on your pants. "And Don't look for any redeeming qualities, I have nun" you said. Making him laugh.
Wow, this guy is really stupid, can he not take the hint?
"Yea,yea, hey what's your name again doll" he said holding out his hand.
"I am venom" you repeated. This time, a flash of white flashed in your eyes, making scarface snatch his hand back.
"Right, uh, let's go" he stammered as he began walking.
You two followed along.
"Okay,bad ass" Mile's chuckled. You rolled you eyes and went on with it.
Time skip:
You found your way back to them and waited to leave.They men walked you and Miles back outside. “Pleasure doing business with you, Prowler” Scarface said shake his hand. Scar face looked at you and held out his hand for you to shake. “Venom” he bowed his head slightly. You retired the gesture not shaking his hand. “Pleasure meeting you” you said.
It really wasn’t he’s annoying
You rolled your eyes at his words but agreed silently,some of the guys stood back while the others walked with you and Miles.As soon as you opened the door there were police and FBI. A bunch of dots were on you, “FREEZE,”one guy yelled
“GET ON THE GROUND NOW!” another yelled.
You and held your hands up in the air while Miles got ready to fight. While the other men got their guns out ready to shoot back.
“You guys, you do not wanna do this, trust me” you started, Miles looked at you then back at them, wondering what was going on fr.“MASK”
“COPY” then everyone got their mask out, and put it on. Now you knew what you had to do.
“Alright, have it your way.MASK”
Copy
In a matter of seconds Venom took over, snartching a guy up and biting his head off. Then they shot a bag as thing, but he caught it with his teeth, bursting it, making the gas escape it’s capsule.
Then.. Venom did his thing, while Miles did his.When everyone was dead or severely injured, you/venom was about to transform back, till bullets were being shot. You tured around and started walking towards him till the round was done. you/he, grabbed him by the leg holding him up by the ankle, about to bit his head off till…
“OHH What the hell?!” a voice said. you/he snapped his head in the direction of the voice to see the prowler. Aka Miles standing there. “Oh shit”In seconds you/he dropped the victim and you transformed back.
As soon as he say it was you he backed up a bit. “y/n what the hell,what-whats was that”.
“Yea so long story short i have a symbiote” you smiled sheepishly. You say his confused face and nodded slightly.
“Yeaaaaa, remember when i went missing for a few weeks. Sooo I got kidnapped into a lab, they did an experiment on me and multiple other people, and it turns out that I now have a symbiote named venom” you say all in one breath. Miles stared at you in aw then snapped out of it when back up came. He cut you off and grabbed you hands, his mask retracted back onto his face as he spoke.
“Okay,okay, breath, you can tell me when were out of danger.” he said, you nodded and went along.
Back at the house:
It had been few hours of when you got home and explained everything to him. “espera, espera, espera, espera, so you have a parasite-”
PARASITE.
You flinched at the loudness a little and stopped Miles. “Symbiote” you corrected. “He doesn't like being called ‘parasite’ but you're on the right track” you nodded.
“Yea symbiote or something. That you got from an organization that was doing experiments on people, which those others failed. But they found you, apartly you were a match or somethin. They were keeping you in there, for… whatever reason, you escaped cuz you realized you were gonna die if you don’t. Not its been 2 weeks or so, you and this… thing somehow bonded, now this guy lives rent free in your body” he explained
Wow, this guy is good. No wonder you like him so much.
“Yes, i know fast learner, we love that fr” you smiled. “His name is…v-venom” he said slowly, not sure if he was right.
“Correct”
Correct
“So he can like…here me right now. He talks… to you”
“Yea, wanna meet him”
“Uhh…will it depend… Does he like me? Cuz it seems buddy loves to eat heads” he said timidly.
Mmmm, well he’s not that bad, he’s not my type, but he’s not that bad, I can get used to him. But when you kissed him I can tell he was rather delicious. If he was a girl I would most definitely like him more. Buuuut he’s fine.
You nodded.
"He said he would like you better as a girl but he can work with you...also he said when we kissed you tasted good." You blurted.
"...is...that a good or a bad?"
" it's a good, he likes you very much actually" you nodded. "But don't worry, I won't let him hurt you papa" you reassured, giving him a peck. A sigh of relief could he heared from the boy.
"This is why I love you"
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lovelywritinglady · 8 months
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Hobie Brown x fem reader
When the reader has dyslexia, ADHD, and has trouble with spelling certain words or just forget how to spell the most simplest words ever gets insecure about their learning disability and then falls into a depressive episode (which is just them distancing themselves from other (Hobie) for weeks)
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Hobie Brown x femspiderpersonReader
Reader distances themself from Hobie after they fail to read a recent mission report in front of him. Hobie thinks nothing of it, but reader falls into a depressive episode.
Your Pov
I hate this, I fucking hate this. I asked Miguel to just get Lyla to tell me my missions over and over again, but it seems like that suck up ass won't listen. Now an envelope with my most recent mission assignment is staring at me. I feel myself begin to panic at the very idea of opening up the document, but considering my job, I have to. No way in hell am I going to get stuck in my reality, especially since my boyfriend might be restricted to see me. Although, he's never been one to play by the rules, and that's what I absolutely love about him. Taking much needed deep breath, I opened it and immediately I couldn't read a damn thing. All of the letters were all jumbled up except for a few, which didn't help because I still had no idea what the mission was. I let out a frustrated groan of annoyance and slammed the document down on the table in front of me.
"Oi, what's goin on in here love?" Hobie suddenly spoke making me nearly jump from my chair.
"Nothing, just a mission assignment, no biggie." I responded as casually as I could.
"Alright, what you got goin on?" He questioned walking towards me. He then sat on the table flashing one of his heart melting smiles that got me to date him in the first place. He really is a charmer, and he doesn't even need to try.
"Um...I haven't read it yet, but once I do I'll let you know." I said fidgeting with the paper before me.
"Can't you read it now, I want to see if there is a chance that I could come with you, not that I need permission or anything though." He said chuckling at the thought of breaking the rules once again.
"Nah, I think I'll read it later." I lied.
"Why can't you do it now, you ain't got nothin better to do." He joked.
"Sure, yea." I spoke quietly beginning to read the document once more yet failing once more. My anxiety began to spike considering Hobie still hadn't known about my conditions. I needed to get out as this situation was far too overwhelming for me to think. I began picking at my fingers trying to calm myself, but that didn't work. And suddenly I got up and ran out of the door unable to form a sentence to my boyfriend as he yelled my name.
Shooting my webs, I went to the highest point of the building and begin pacing all around it trying to calm myself. I couldn't face him and no way could I face Miguel again, especially since he knows about my conditions and hasn't even tried to accommodate me. Quickly I called Lyla and the fashionable AI came into view.
"Hey sugar, what's up?" She asked fixing her coat
"Can you please tell me my mission?" I asked her quickly
"Sure, but didn't you get the report?" she asked and I immedietly deadpanned at the fact that Miguel didn't even put my conditions on my file as she would know.
"Lyla I can't read them very well, can you please just tell me from now on and put it on my file considering the boss forgets to do so?" I asked her standing upside down looking at the futuristic city before me.
"Sure thing, and... done. Now as for that mission, you are to go to Earth-2341 and capture an anomoly known as the viper. Have fun!" Lyla said almost as though she was celebrating something.
"Thanks, I'll go right now." I told her knowing that going without preperation might not be a good idea.
"Be careful, want me to get Hobie to assist you?" She asked wiggling her eyebrows.
"Nah, I'll be fine." I reassured.
Three days later...
I was not in fact fine. My wounds were far more severe than I expected. I guess that's what I get for acting on my impulses. I numbly walked towards the infirmary sighing at the thought of getting scolded by the doctor for being too reckless again. My agony was washed away when out of the corner of my eye I saw Hobie. Although, as soon as that feeling of happiness came another feeling of regret and shame hit me like a truck and I began walking as fast as I could to try and avoid him. No way in hell was I going to talk to him right now, especially after what happened. I'm far too emmbarassed to be around him right now. However, I was no where near fast enough and I felt the soft touch of my boyfriend's hand on my shoulder and he tried to turn me around to face him.
"Hey love, oh shit are you alright?' Hobie greeted quickly as he began pulling my arm to the infirmary.
"No, I feel like shit, I was just on my way there and I don't need your help getting there, I know where its is." I snapped at him immidenietly regretting it due to the painfuil look in his beautiful brown eyes.
"I'm sorry, but don't take it out on me, I'm just trying to help." He said calmly and I was reminded once again why I'm with him in the first place. As he is the kindest and most honest person I have ever met.
"I don't need your help Hobie, just leave me be please, I need some space." I told him turning away and walking straight to the infirmary.
Two Weeks Later...
Fuck, I really should not have snapped at him like that. And all because I was too nervous to tell him about my dyslexia. He probably hates me now, but I'm too chicken shit to ask him. I haven't gotten much sleep since that day and I don't care considering I feel like I deserve it for how I treated my boyfriend. I sighed laying back down on my messy bed that I haven't had the energy to make it. Due to the severity of my injuries, I'm off missions for a few weeks until I'm fully healed. Miguel hates when we aren't perfect when completing our missions. I feel physically fine, I'm just not entirely there mentally at the moment. I felt so tired but all I've been doing is sleeping and waiting for Hobie to burst through the doors and make me do something with him. But he won't, I asked him to leave me alone and he's respecting that even though I don't want him too. Closing my eyes for the millionth time these past two weeks, I'm interrupted by someone shaking my head. My spidey sense didn't go off because it was the one and well many, Gwen Stacy.
"Get up, you need to go talk to him." She demanded picking me up off of my bed as I slouched onto the floor.
"No, don't wanna." I whined not looking up at her.
"Bullshit, you two love the hell out of each other. Talk to him and tell him everything." She said softer
"Girl, he's literally the least judgmental person ever. He won't even care about it because it doesn't effect you as a person." Gwen spoke crouching down placing her hand on my shoulder.
"You're right, you know where he is?" I asked getting up and finding fresher clothes to put on.
"Yeah, he's at his place." she said helping me pick something to wear even though there were piles of dirty clothes like everywhere.
"Thanks, wish me luck." I spoke finally dressed as I opened the portal to his dimension.
"You don't need it, but good luck." Gwen smiled with a thumbs up.
After making my way to his place I knocked on his door. He immediatley opened it and his eyes lit up as soon as he saw me. This clamed my nerves knowing he was still excited to see me I find myself seated on his couch that was probably over 100 years old. I can't complain though, this bitch was comfortable. Hobie stat on the other side of the couch looking at me as though he was waiting for me to speak.
"Love, you alright? What do you need to say." he asked
I took a deep shaky breath realizing its really okay. Gwen'sright about being the least most judgemental person here. Taking one more deep breath I began to tell him.
" First off, I'm so sorry for snapping at you two weeks ago and for telling you to leave me alone. The reason for it is that have dyslexyia meaning I sometimes get certain words mixed up and that's why I prefer to just be told my mission by Lyla rather than receiving a report like you or Gwen. I didn't tell you because I felt embarassed about it." I told him quickly looking down at my hands as I picked at my left palm.
"Love, that ain't nothing to be embarressed about. Wanna know why?" Hobie questioned with his right eyebrow cocked with a mischevious grin on his face.
"Why?" I chuckled at his face knowing he's say something ridiclous.
"Who needs words anyway, none of em' make sense most of the time." he joked cuckling at himself
"Pfft, Hobie lots of people do, that's how people communicate." I responded folding my arms across my chest giving him a grin as well.
"Nah, fuck the rules and everyone else. But seriously I'm glad you told me I feel like I know you better. So thank you for letting me in on that, love and I forgive you." Hobie reassured as he scooted next to me wrapping his longs arms around my body in a comforting hug as he stroked my head.
"I love you." I whispered leaning into him.
"Yeah, I love ya too." he said as he kissed my forehead nuzzling into temple. "Alright now, how's bout we cuddle and then order some pizza later, yea?" He suggested.
"Yeah, sounds good to me, Hobie." I told him as we both basked in the warmth of each other.
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mxstly-melancholy · 7 months
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Oh my goshhhshs i love your work!!! And gosh this had been on my mind for so long. I was wondering if you could please do one where the movie William Afton catches his employee touching herself after he hears his name in the bathroom and then calls her to his office and forces her to show just how she touched herself and then proceeding to fuck her against his own office door. 😭😭😭😭Please this is so bad but I trust your work🥹🫶🫂
thank you dear! this is such a wonderful idea~ hope you enjoy and thank you for requesting me!
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William Afton x AFAB!Reader
Warnings: Pet names, semi-public masturbation, Degrading but also praise, slight Dom/sub, not proofread at all lmao… lmk if I missed anything!!
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William was grabbing his stuff at the end of the day to leave work. His keys in hand and a bag in the other, he walks around the pizzeria to make sure everything is cleaned up and that everyone went home.
Just as he walked by the bathroom, he heard something and stepped back, putting his ear to the door.
“F-fuck- Mr.Afton..”
His eyes widen with excitement and curiosity, and he gets a brilliant idea.
He knocks on the door and the noise stops.
“Y-yes?”
“Y/n? What are you still doing here?”
He heard shuffling.
“J-just using the bathroom I’ll be out in a moment!!”
He giggles to himself, “come to my office.”
Her stomach dropped in panic, but she gathered herself and embarrassingly walked to his office where the door was open. William was leaning against his desk with a smile.
“Sorry Mr.Afton, I had a long walk ahead of me so I-“
“Sh.” He interrupts, walking past her to shut and lock the door.
“No lies. Show me what you were doing to yourself.”
Her face got bright red.
“I-I’m sorry?” Her legs press together.
“Get on that chair,” he points, “spread those slutty legs and show me how you were touching yourself.”
Her breath hitched, but she did was she told. She pulled her pants down and took them off, sitting in the chair.
“Come on, don’t be shy. This is what you want,hm? oh! Mr.afton! “ he mocks.
She whines and looks away, spreading her legs slowly to reveal her soaking heat. She began to rub circles on her clit.
“Ah, like that hm?” William gets on his knees In front of her, watching her every move.
“Keep goin’..”
she tries to hide her face with her free hand, embarrassed as all hell. She lets out soft, muffled moans that she can’t control.
William bring his hand up and licks two of his fingers, then, gently presses them to her core and pushes them in.
This rips a loud moan out of her, causing her to jolt. She pushes onto his fingers more and rubs herself harder.
“Y-yes! Fuck- feels so good!” She smiles.
William laughs, and pushes them deeper before he gives a ‘come here’ motion with his fingers inside her.
Her eyes roll back and she shakes with pleasure, her hand that was covering her face shoots out to grab hold of his shoulder.
“That’s good, hm? Better than doin’ it yourself, love?”
She nods quickly, “yes! Yes! I’m so close-!”
He shakes his head, “No,no, you aren’t allowed to cum yet darling. Only when I tell you to.”
She whines and moans loudly, trying to fuck his fingers faster. “Please- oh-god! I’ll do anything! Please let me cum Mr.Afton!!”
He smiled evilly, pushing his thumb onto her clit as he finger fucks her faster.
She basically screams, trying to hold back her orgasm as much as possible.
“P-lease-please I can’t-“ she begs.
“Cum.” He demands, and she delivers.
Her wetness drips and pools in his hand and all over the chair, as she shakes and moans loudly. He pulls his fingers out of her and stands up, revealing the tent in his pants.
“Can you stand?” He asks.
She takes a few deep breaths, “yea- I think so..”
“Well, then I didn’t do a good enough job. Get up.” He grabs her arm roughly and brings her to the door of his office, pushing her against it.
From behind her, she could hear the sound of a belt buckle coming undone. She sticks her ass out farther for him.
“Good girl.” He praises just before pushing his cock inside her. She whines in pain at his size, but adjusts quickly.
“So tight and warm for me..” he whispers in her ear.
He grabs her hips and starts pumping in and out of her at a fast pace. Her cum from previously coats him perfectly, adding just the right amount of slick.
She tries her best to stay standing, but her legs already feel like jello.
“Mr- mr.Afton, you feel so good!” She moans.
“You can call me William, love..” he breathes out, pushing as deep as he can inside her before going faster.
His breaths and moans are right in her ear and it only makes it so much better. One of his hands comes up and holds hers against the door.
“William- h-harder!”
He smirks, grabbing her hips and slamming into her, causing the closed door to make a cracking noise.
She basically screams, trying to best to hold onto something, anything.
“Yess!”
“Fuck- I can’t take it-“ he grunts. “Feel so fuckin good wrapped around my cock.”
She cums again, wetness dripping on the ground beneath them.
“Gonna fill you up, make you mine.” He growls, “you want that, love?”
Overstimulated, she just nods and moans out as he continues to abuse her hole.
“That’s my good little slut..”
William pumps in her a few more times before Cumming, filling her to the brim with his seed. His moans are deep and guttural, holding onto her with such strength it will leave bruises for weeks.
His forehead falls to her shoulder as they both stand there, breathlessly.
“So… do I get a raise?”
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adalwolfgang · 10 months
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Yandere Vincent w an AFAB or GN reader? Romantically, ofc (I’m a simp lmao)
so y/n has a bit of a struggle w a victim in Vincent’s art room and ends up ruining one of his carving tools (so she basically just brutally murdered the victim) and Vincent was late to the action, but got to see the after math
and he thought that only added to her attraction. Like, omg u used one of MY tools?? So kind of u to bless me w ur murderous tendencies. Anyways, the reader apologizes and.. yea
(Idk what should happen from there like what’s goin on but could u elaborate on that idea, maybe change it around and make it something less awkward?? Thanks man, love ur writing!!)
Yan!Vincent Sinclair x GN!Reader
Warnings: Swearing, Soft!Yandere (sorta), blood/killing/violence, (Name) is there own warning.
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"YOU MOTHERFU-” you curse out as you leap over one of Vincent’s art tables toward a victim.
Currently you were trying to take care of one of the victims who wandered from his group of companions and down to Vincents basement. He started to make a quick beeline for the stairs. With one swift motion, you grab one of Vincents shaping tools and yeet throw it toward him with all the force you can muster. The tool immediately piercing his skull, and his body going limp on the ground.
You let out a sigh of relief. A cheeky grin appearing on your face at the small victory. Your ears perk up when you hear the stairs creek as someone walks down into the basement. You were about to grab another one of Vincent's shaping tools, in case it was another victim tourist. You immediately toss the tool to the ground once seeing who it is.
"Oh, hey Vince! Look what I did!" You state proudly, motioning to the lifeless body at the edge of the stairs.
Vincent cocks his head to the side as he stares at the body. He doesn't move a muscle for a good minute. Your smile never falters when you see his eyes crease up through his mask. He was smiling.
There's an awkward silence as he steps over the body and closer to you. Incasing you in a comforting embrace. He starts checking over you, to make sure you didn't have any scratches or bruises.
After a few minutes of him checking you over, you break the silence. "I'm sorry for dirtying up your wax carver." This makes him stop in his tracks as he raises his face back up to look at you. He starts shaking his head quickly before signing.
"Do not apologize. If anyone should be apologizing, it's me. I should've been here to help protect you. But, from the looks of things, you can do that just fine."
This causes another smile to appear on your face as you both hug each other firmer. He begrudgingly pulled away from the hug after hearing Bo's callings from upstairs. He takes a step back before pulling out his camera and snapping a photo of your kill. He wanted to keep a photo as a memory of you using his tool to take out someone. He then turns back to you, encasing you in another quick and final embrace before rushing back upstairs to take care of the remaining victims.
A/n: Please let me know if you want me to add more to this story or leave it as is. My mind went blank toward the end of writing it.
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inniessick · 1 year
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Thinking abt bf!Innie taking you to see a horror movie with his friends, but while watching the movie y/n gets rlly scared so Jeongin puts her on his lap and cuddles her. Then he fingers y/n in the car to make her happy💗🙁
oh ho ho nonnie... now you've put that idea in my head, and damn is it a good one.
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warnings: smut, cussing, petnames (babe, baby, pretty, lovely, princess, jeonginnie, jeong, innie) dom!jeongin, semi-public fingering, idk that's probably it. let me know if I missed any!
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You were supposed to meet the guys at Hyunjin's place for your weekly movie night. there was only one problem, it was a horror movie. Despite yours and felix's protesting, it had been decided. You disliked horror movies, you were easily scared. You tried to convince Jeongin to not go this week, but he said he'd be right next to you so you didn't have to worry. That didnt help though, you didn't want to be scared.
"Baby, you almost ready to get goin'?" Jeongin knocked on the door to get your attention, peering his head into the room. You were picking up your phone from the bed, looking visibly pissed off. "Mhm, we can leave." your voice was flat as you opened the door fully, walking right past Jeongin. "Princess, dont be upset, it's just a movie. It's not supposed to be all that scary, anyways. We've been doing these movie nights for a year." You knew you shouldn't be this upset, but you hated scary things, you've always been that way. Jeongin hugged you from behind, murmuring into your neck, "Promise i'll keep you safe, pretty. it'll be over before you know it." You hummed, "If i scream its your fault! Lets leave before they get on your ass for being late again."
He held the door open for you, both of you making your way to the car. The ride wasn't long, you had started to relax a bit. You heard Jeongin take the keys out of the car, before he was making his way to open your door, holding his hand out, "C'mon, I know they're waiting for us." You both made your way up to the door, knocking and it being answered quickly. "Hyun!! They're both here, you can get the movie started!" Chan yelled to Hyunjin before greeting you both, "Made it on time this week?" You playfully hit his arm, "Shut up it was one time!" "You were literally an hour late!" "It was one time, Chan!" You both started laughing.
Everyone was figuring out their seats across the couch and floor. Chan spoke to the group, grabbing their attention, "Alright make room, the loverbirds have arrived." Han and Minho looking at each other before saying "Ew..." "Boo, tomato, nasty." Both of them teasing you two. Jeongin spoke, "Yea whatever, talk when you can actually get a girlfriend." Han rushing to defend himself, "Hey! I've had girlfriends before!" Seungmin turned to him, "When? In like 7th grade, for a week?" "You're supposed to be on my side dude!" "Just saying the tru-" Hyunjin clapped his hands, "Alright shut up, movies gonna start!" Everyone began to quiet down.
You and Jeongin sat on the far end of the couch, his arm holding your waist, giving you reassuring squeezes every time a jumpscare occurred. You weren't happy, but the movie seemed pretty tame. At least, that's what you thought before it started to get real gruesome. A loud noise coming from the tv causing you to gasp, "Fuckin hell.." Jeongin leaned his head down, "You alright babe?" "No Innie, it's getting too scary." "Cmere, sit in my lap, i'll hold you till its finished." You moved yourself onto his lap, still watching the screen, his hands holding your waist and thigh. Each time you got scared, you would push yourself into his chest, an involuntary reaction. What you hadn't noticed was each time you did that, your ass would move right against jeongin's crotch.
You felt his hands push your hips down, "Stop moving like that, we're in front of all the guys." You could finally feel how hard he was under you, your clothed cunt sitting right against it, you moved your hips forward slightly. He squeezed your hips again, pushing you down against him, leaning in towards your ear, "Behave, or I'll fuck you right in front of everyone." You nodded, focusing on the movie again, attempting to not move when you got scared. You had been doing a half-decent job, he knew you were trying your best. You gasped again, the main character getting dragged into a basement before having some not-so-pg13-things happen to them, you shook your head, grabbing jeongin's hands. "Shh, shh I got you." "No jeonginnie, it's too scary, dont wanna watch it anymore." "Movie is almost over, hang in there and i'll make sure you feel better in the car." "But-" You looked up at the screen, another jumpscare, making you push yourself against him, a feeble attempt to get away from the tv. "Just close your eyes baby, innie's got you. It's almost over, nothings gonna get you." You listened to him, closing your eyes and turning your head away.
It wasn't all that long before you started to hear everyone begin to speak. changbin spoke, "Alright, it wasn't that bad, look even felix was able to watch it." "Yea, could've been a lot worse." Felix looked over at you two, "Did it scare her?" He had asked Jeongin, "Mhm, she made it through most of it, though." Han patted your shoulder, "That's progress! Maybe next time you'll get through the whole thing." Your eyes widened, fuck that. "I'll stay home the next time if you guys wanna watch horror, Innie can go by himself." Jeongin squeezed your hand, "I think we'll both pass, don't want her getting freaked out again." Hyunjin chimed in, "That's probably a good idea, sorry we scared her." Jeongin tapped your leg, "C'mon, time to go home." You stood up from his lap, grabbing your belongings off the couch. "We're gonna head home, text me later so we know what were gonna do next week." "Yea! we'll make sure its some cringey romcom or something." You waved at the guys, wishing them all a goodnight.
You got into the car, holding Jeongin's hand. "Don't make me do that again Jeong, freaked me out too much." He moved his hand onto your thigh, "I know baby, 'm sorry." He moved his other hand to grab your chin, giving you a kiss. "Didnt think it'd be that bad, lovey." His hand ran up your thigh a bit more, your breath hitching because of how close he was to your core. "Want me to make it up to you? Make you feel good?" You looked at him, "But- We're in the car, what if someone sees?" "The boys are gonna stay inside, and its dark out, nobody's gonna know."
You nodded your head. "Want you to make it better innie.. was so scared." His hand moving to unbutton and unzip your jeans. "Mhm, I know. Let innie make it better." He leaned over more, kissing you while he slipped his hand into your panties. He moved his fingers right over your clit, rubbing it slowly, taking all your moans into his mouth. you moved away, trying to catch your breath, "Jeongin please, need your fingers, dont tease me." He moved his lips along your neck, "Alright, princess. Whatever you want." He gathered your slick onto his fingers, "So wet for me.." You moaned, bucking your hips against his hand. He pushed two fingers into your needy hole, causing you to gasp at the sudden stretch. "Gonna make sure you feel better," He curled his fingers, pressing against your sweet spot, slowly pumping the two digits into your pussy. "Fuck jeongin, there- need more, gimme more." "More what baby? What do you want?" "Innie~ Want you to go faster, need your fingers to make me cum." You threw your head back as he immediately fulfilled your request, fucking his fingers into you quicker, thumb making circles on your clit. "Can feel you clenching around me," "Fuck- Jeonginnie... mmm, please.." He curled his fingers again, grazing that gummy spot. Your back arched as he gripped your jaw, kissing you deeply before pushing his tongue past your lips. "Mmph.. mm-" You moaned into the kiss, moving your tongue against his. God you were so close, you were right there. He separated from your mouth, mumbling sweet nothings to you.He applied pressure to your clit, moving his thumb against it faster. "Innie.. baby wan' cum." "Go ahead, cum all over my fingers." "Shit.. ahh- cumming- innie~", gripping onto his wrist as you screwed your eyes shut, walls spasming around him.
"There you go, did so well for me." He removed his hand hand from between your legs, you whined at the sudden feeling of emptiness. He licked his fingers clean, "Always taste so good.." "Thank you, feel a lot better." He gave you a quick kiss on the cheek, before turning the keys and starting the engine. He took your hand in his, "Lets get you home so I can properly fuck you." You squeezed his hand a little, giggling at his comment. He flashed you a cheesy grin before driving away from Hyunjin's house, eager to do just as he had said.
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a/n: thank you so much for being my first ask, nonnie! i loved writing this and may have gotten just a bit too carried away 😅😅.. I HOPE YOU ENJOY READING THIS AS MUCH AS I ENJOYED PUTTING IT TOGETHER!! YOURE ALWAYS WELCOME BACK INTO MY ASK BOX... remember, let's play ♡.
likes, reblogs and feedback are appreciated! ♡ my requests are open! let me know if you'd liked to added to a taglist for future works!
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starfxkr · 2 months
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i think i seen this on princesses blog.. reader taking pics of her new set over rafes bulge
what if kitty!reader did the same w jj what would his reaction be?
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he probably came up with the idea and she said fuck yea let everybody see you're my man...two dumb bitches goin "exactlyyyy"
but no she got his favorite set: long and dark red with a little "jj" on the middle finger tucked in the corner almost like a heart. he's bricked up from the moment you sent him a picture of the finished product, texting you "those lookin real nice mama, why dont you come wrap those pretty claws around my dick."
you literally come rushing home to do it, already feeling smug and excited about it, not only getting the perfect angle so they can see his initials in gold lettering, but putting fucking sextape by deftones in the insta post
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redswaberkez · 5 months
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I want your corkscrew hcs!!! just rly anything. It can be fun stuff like his favorite soda or fave movies. Maybe some stuff specific to living in Russia that I'd have no idea was a thing otherwise if u got anything like that! I feel like all my hcs for him will be so lacking because I know so little about living there, but living in Sweden has rly upped my love for learning all the lil mundane differences in daily life from country to country
Okay small and specific shtop hcs leggoo
OUFFF my time has come i guess....finally expirience living in *there* would be useful lmao FIRST of all i wanna mention this one russian song in goin postal playlist
i think its a tribute in shtopors honor. bc like why else rws would put this ru song in there???
ANYWAY.
im not really good at explaining my feelings so im gonna throw a bunch of memes that has STRONG SHTOP VIBES. Memes are the ultimate association language right? im not apologising for klukva (stereotype memes) bc?? original dude is lit basic american trash so errything he knows abt russia is a bunch of stereotypes. makes sense ig
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ok now here goes ru memes💥💥💥💥💥
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(2nd pic: your pigs grunt violates the laws of the Ural (including shutting the rotten mug up, p.18) and i told my bois about it. I hope, your identity will be established. When crossing the border of Ekaterinburg you will kicked the fuck out with bicycle chains. This is Ural, not Moscow) (3rd pic: [i] hate the rednecks)
Ok NOW ONE SPECIFIC THING. once i mentioned that hes an airbone and here, when the national airbone day comes, its a common joke that the ones who served in it will jump into a fontains like PARATROOPERS WOOHOOOO. yea.
Tbh its really hard to tell where is the diff between your culture (i.e ur everyday life) and others when theres nothing to compare with. BUT. ill try
His concept of personal boundaries is really strange and fucked up compare to others bc here [russia] we r suspicious as hell (imo.) but also like a big family. but the cracked one. Or kinda sorta like that. BUT at the same time he is ready to help everyone who need it and he will not ask any questions. Also he would let live his friends in his small flat if they needed to. It would be really tricky tho. Also shtop is really REALLY LOUD. in every sense of the word
Shtopor knows how to survive in harsh conditions. How to make not-that-bad-edible food out of canned food. Just google navy-styled macaroni! (or Makarony po-flotski) yeass NAVY styled aaand hes the "army one". Out of all dudes at least shtop knows how to COOK. blini, macaroni, syrniki, okroshka, - all of it actually cheap, easy and real tasty. LOOK AT OKROSHKA I MEANNNN. cold soup of raw vegetables. ok.
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Shtopor one of those dudes who is a coldfucker. He is actually low-temperatures-proof. (small preface) shtop is an eastern orthodox. AND ANOTHER ONE russkaya zabava. When the baptism of jesus comes we have a tradition to cut out the ICE HOLE in the river AND JUMP INTO IT 👍 or another similar thing when ur hot after the banya you fall into a snowdrift. (banya is like sauna or steam bath. u rarely go to the banya alone.) ((public banyas divides to male and female, commonly yall naked in there, now imagine shtops in public banya and his bi neuron activation haahahah)) (personay i dont really like public banyas cuz its PUBLIC)
Another notable mention i think shtop is actually dgaf what to whatch on tv but he likes to talk with it. That sofa commentators type of ppl u know em. After a really looong day he would mix vodka and beer, sat down in front of tv and gave his VERY IMPORTANT COMMENTS ON LITERALLY EVERY THEME IN THE WORLD in until he fell asleep.
Russian curse words is veeery various, it can contain a lot of definition for one word, but be different on vibes and occasions to use it. U can say an entire sentence without a single cultural word in it. And therefore shtop complains about the lack of swear words in english and often swears in Russian. "--da blyaaaaat' kak zhe zae- -- OH gimme this gun. you started speaking russian which means things are bad." ill brb later with more things but now im kinda tired rn so here u go.
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The One- Luke Patterson
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GIF: @gillespiecharlie​
A/n: So I came up with this idea with the song 'He could be the one' by Hannah Montana and I know, but listen. You're saying some of the lyrics to Julie and your describing Luke, but you don't know that the boys are listening to the conversation. Feel free to listen to the song.
-Samantha
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Your POV
I was in Julie's room waiting for her to come back into her room since she went to grab something. While I was waiting for Julie I couldn't help, but think of Luke. I can't really say much about when I first started liking him. Before my brain went any further I saw Julie walking in, which made me smile.
" Finally!" I said
She just let out a laugh and made her way to sit next to me. Once she got comfy she asked...
" So, what did you want to talk to me about?"
I looked down trying not to blush, but she saw a hint of red coming onto my cheeks.
" Ooh! Are we gonna talk about your crush on a certain ghost boy?" She teased
That just got me to cover my face. " Stop making it weird!" I whined in an embarrassment
" Y/n/n! I'm sorry. But I really want to know!" She said
I let out a sigh, before nodding. Once I was calm enough I started describing Luke in song form.
' Smooth talkin', so rockin',
He's got everything that a girl wantin',
Guitar cutie, he plays it groovy,
And I can't keep myself from doin' somethin' stupid,
Think I'm really fallin' for his smile,
Get butterflies when he says my name,'
I stop talking just to see Julie's reaction. She had such a huge smile on her face and told me...
" I want to hear more, keep going."
I let out a small giggle before saying more.
' He's got somethin' special,
He's got somethin' special,
And when he's lookin' at me,
I wanna get all sentimental,
He's got somethin' special,
He's got somethin' special,
I can hardly breath, something's tellin' me,
Tellin' me maybe he could be the one.'
Julie smiled and nodded...
" He definitely could be the one. Don't lose hope Y/n/n!"
I smiled and hugged her before continuing...
Luke's POV
The boys and I wanted to go hang out with the girls, but when we get to Julie's door we heard them talking about someone. I looked at the boys behind me if they are hearing this. They both nodded, and we all then just decided to listen to them gossip.
'He's lightin', sparks are flyin',
Everywhere I go he's always on my mind and,
I'm goin' crazy about him lately,
And I can't help myself from how my heart is racin',
Think I'm really diggin' on his vibe,
He really blows me away, hey!'
I was standing there shocked at what I'm hearing coming out of Y/n's mouth.
" Luke?" Alex whispered to me
I looked up to see him giving me a concerned look, which I just shrugged off.
" Dude! What's wrong?" Reggie whispered
I just shrugged him off too. I don't know why listening to her say this about me was getting to me so bad. It's not like I'm jealous cause I don't have any memory of liking her. Maybe I do if I feel jealous, but that's impossible, I'm a ghost it would never work. I was about to leave until I heard her talk again.
' And he's got a way of makin' me feel,
Like everything I do is perfectly fine,
The stars are aligned when I'm with him,
And I'm so into him.'
I looked down knowing that I could never give her what she wanted. Before Alex or Reggie coils say anything I left with a flash.
Your POV Right when I finished Julie was a giggling mess.
" You make it seem like you're really in love with Luke." she paused and then let out a gasp..
" Omg, you are so in love with him."
I looked down and blushed. " Yea, but it's not like we can ever be together."
I felt her wrap her arms around me. She started rubbing my back...
" Y/n/n! It's going to be okay. I know it doesn't seem like it will, but I have hope." She told me
I smiled at her and hugged her back until we decided to just sit around her room watching movies instead of facing the boys tonight.
Luke's POV
After I left the boys I made my way to the studio just so I could think this through.
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I was just messing around on my guitar when I heard the guys pop in. I looked up, but then back down at my guitar.
" Luke, how are you doin' man?" Alex asked in a gentle tone
I let out a groan. " Man, I don't know. I feel all kinds of emotions, but it's mostly just sad."
They both looked down. " Why are you feeling sad the most, Luke?" Reggie questioned
I shook my head...
" You want to know, it's because I have a crush on her, but it will never work because I;m not alive!"
They seemed surprised about my outburst, but I had to say it. I heard someone walk over to me. I could tell it was Alex onces I saw his shoes in front of me.
" Luke, I don't really know what you're going through since I've never been in this exact situation. But I'm always here for you man." He said
I looked up and gave him a sad smile. I then pulled him in for a much needed hug and I felt his arms go around me while I felt another set of arms go around me.
" Thanks guys." I quietly said
" Always Luke." Reggie said, while Alex just tightened his arms around me
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I really hope this is good, I really didn't know how to end it so feel free to ask me anything about it.
More coming soon and requests I promise. Thanks for all your lovely support and love, I am so grateful for all of you.
-Samantha
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pumpkinsy0 · 4 months
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Tim Shepard (Tv series) Head Cannons
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This is if you seen the Tv show or not its fine :P
***he really is a good artist (DID YOU SEE THE DRAWING OF CALIFORNIA HE DID LOL,,,,,HE EVEN GAVE IT TO PONY HOW SWEET OF HIM😭🙏🏻)***
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***I wanna see what you come up wit! I LOVE YOUR HCS THERE AMAZING! AND INTERESTING YOU MAKE ME LIKE THE CHARACTERS MORE JUST BY THE HCS LOL***
But take your time!! NO RUSH THANK YOU🙏🏻♥
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Sorry to ask this! Its just over seen the show and in my opinion i was a great show I loved it! I LOVES IT EVEN MORE CAUSE OF TIM. HE REALLY IS MY FAVE!🙏🏻😭 (IM OBSESSED WITH HIM! NOT IN A WEIRD WAY GOD NO😭) I KIN WITH HIM SO MUCH I RELATE WIT HIM SO MUCH🙏🏻🙏🏻😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
Also your my favorite "OUTSIDERS" fanpage! Your my favorite person! (Love'ya :D )
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i havent seen the show in a while so what i remember is rusty and i dont think tim was rlly there a bunch so i only have like 3 hcs im srry BUT to make up for it i will go into depth about them kinda sorta, and by hcs i mean aspects of his character i liked in the show and just went “yea thats tim im including that in my tim most definitely” but i do have like 2 hcs
•hes a good artist
loved this part of his character in the show, i feel like he was one of those kids who would doodle on like desk n stuff like that, and maybe he was one of those kids who was into graffiti and he just liked designing things but had no real outlet, sometimes at night when he cant sleep or somethin or hes thinking of like idk gang stuff he draws cause it helps clear his mind, he also just thinks its funny to draw a lot of weiners, hes still a teen hes a lil immature, but i also hc that his artistic abilities kinda inspired angela and curly as well and they become artist in their own right
•hes close to pony
OK LOOK I LOVE THIS AS A FOIL RELATIONSHIP TO DARRY AND CURLY ITS GREAT, but HOW did they get close??? most likely after johnny and dallys deaths, pony spends more time w curly which means more time at curlys house which means seeing tim a lot more as well, at first tim would just pop in and go like “do yall want somethin to eat” and ofc pony was afraid at first but l as time went on, they just kinda clicked, maybe over art, bc each other using creativity as an outlet, or something or bc tim was like “o he is a bit fucked up actually” and took him under his wing
•hes somewhat involved w the curtis gang
mostly based off that one rumble episode, BUT i hc that after dallys death, tim became not close but definitely not a stranger to the curtis gang, he doesnt rlly hang out w them or anything like that, but he does see them quite a bit and talks to them, and especially teams up w them when they need it, think of tim as what dally was to the gang, the guy who came n went but was down w them, but in his own “yall cool but i got a gang to lead so ill help darry a bit when it comes to handlin yall” way if that makes any lick of sense
BUT FOR ACTUAL HCS OF MINE
•i hc that angela and curly werent there bc they were off w their grandma, y u ask??? man idk they love their grandma i guess who r we to judge
•perhaps it was around that time that angela and curly was gone that tim started getting closer to pony cause he kinda missed up and wanted someone to look after, he just got that “damn i need to b a guardian to a fucked up kid or else im gonna go insane my damn self” thing goin on and pony was there so
•i said it before but idc ill say it again, tims art is influenced by haitian art, maybe not like the style exactly, but the idea of it being vibrant, black ppl being shown using the actual color black, yknow that thing
•tim mostly draws ppl and landscapes, maybe he goes out of his way and draws like anatomy stuff wether its normal things or like horror
•he would never actually show his drawings to anyone, he rlly only shows pony it cause he knows pony wont judge, ofc angela and curly knows and have seen it but thats bc theyre nosey and poke around his things, he knows about it but they havent said anything so it’s whatever
thats all i could think of mb</33
and thank u im glad my acc beings some sorta joy, luv ya 2 anon🙏🏽🙏🏽
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sadkois · 10 months
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The way I went ferral seeing some Nishiki and Majima content that duo is so underrated (yeah they only met once but damnit they'd make a fun duo !)
OH GOD YEA. ABSOLUTELY ANON.
i feel like there's so many possibilities with these guys. imagine all the shenanigans... like, THEY BOTH HAVE SO MUCH RANGE
they could either hate each other or somehow become really good frens... or both. they keep goin between those. maybe just annoy each other at first aaa. it really depends on which year and in which circumstances they interact again 🤔
i sincerely always wanted them to be friends... i think they could bond over quite a lot of stuff, from stuff like fashion to their love for their kyodais... to all that crap life threw at them haha. (and isnt it interestin how they both deal with it. they both changed themselves but ya got one pretendin to be someone and the other tryna become someone else.... lies lies <- absolutely no idea of what im sayin im extremely sleepy) anyways the fact that their first interaction was fightin each other is just perfect to me. (even if it was kinda onesided ahsgdhasjd)
BUT. YEA.
LISTEN. KIRYU WAS GONE FOR 10 YEARS. THESE TWO HAD TO INTERACT RIGHT??? <- fool who wants a game both between y0 and kiwami and the 10 years kiryu was gone with nishiki and majima as protagonists
but seriously they have a lot of stuff in common i just asghdjaksd (right? RIGHT?? maybe im just makin crap up. i do love the idea of characters that rarely or never see each other in canon, interactin in some way. i havent even started on the nish trinity lmao. ehem but this is about majim n nishki) sorry i just love em man.... p sure i have had some more thonks on majima n nishki frenship somewhere in this blog with tumblr user evagora™ asfdgh
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