#i cant explain it like i started sweating

[prettyboykatsuki]

territorial woes | k. leona

✮ tags ; fem!reader (referred to as leonas woman very briefly) fluff, territorial / needy leona , he is sickly in love in this sorry they're so domestic, one singular sex joke, this is a college au so everyone is over 18 for sake of my sanity, sfw but this blog is 18+ so minors don't follow please and ty

✮ wc ; 2k (? ? ?)

✮ a /n ; im so embarassed that this is leaving my fingertips actually. i do have to clarify like... i dont rlly think leona gets jealous easily but he can be kind of childish bc he's spoiled if that makes sense lmao. i was so Plauged by this i couldnt sleep its like 4am. i took my melatonin at midnight im so sick. blame @/petrichorium i am not responsible.

✮ synopsis ; leona kingscholar is often annoyed, but not usually over something like this.

He shouldn't have come to class.

The clock on the wall is agitating. Tick, tick, tick. On repeat over and over, plainly the same and piercing. Leona is sensitive to his surroundings, and particularly to noise.

He hates loud noises and sharp cries and he hates the sound of the damn clock in Trein's classroom. He's never been a fan of the classroom setting, general lack of motivation aside. It goes against his very nature to listen to boring lectures and sit through assignments he's already done hundreds of times.

All of his education from being young royalty paid off but ultimately amounts to nothing, because if he wants to graduate he still has to do this all over again.

He's a hunter, so he's not opposed to sitting and lying in wait if there's a promise of reward at the end. If all this sitting around with a twitching ear and bored sigh would amount to anything he'd be a little less annoyed with attending.

And there was one, originally. A thing, that Leona had wanted (which he can only admit to himself begrudgingly) that was worth hauling his ass out of the peaceful botanical garden and into class today. That very thing which is currently giggling their heart out to one of those idiot freshman from the Heartslyabul dorm.

Tick, tick, tick. Leona snaps his jaw close and tears his eyes from the sight, nose scrunched in frustration with a knuckle pushed against his temple.

He wants to go back to his dorm. But he can't. He won't until he gets what he even came for.

The presence of another person alerts his senses, but he relaxes upon realizing it's Ruggie, sitting on the edge of his desk with that usual smug air about him. Leon passes him a glance but doesn't say a word.

"Somethin' troublin' you, my liege? Shyehehe."

Leona all but growls.

"Shut your trap or I'll hang you up by your tail."

"Ouch. That bothered by it, huh?"

"I'm not bothered by squat."

Ruggie laughs hard at that and Leona considers throwing him through a wall. Ruggie is also looking ahead where you at, staring a little more openly than Leona is. He whistles under his breath. He can't remember the names of the two brats, but they're always together. One of them with orange hair and the other with the short blue.

"They're pretty close with those two, yanno. Heard they were having sleep-overs and all durin' their first year.''

Leona narrows his eyes. The clock ticks on. Ruggie grins and Leona knows he should just up and leave. It's stupid to be hanging around here. It's lame that he's even looking. He should just go up there and—

"They're best friends, basically. Been like that since before you two had a thing going too. Way before that, I think."

Leona knows well enough what Ruggie is doing. What Hyena's are good at, goading his annoyance to push him to act. He's looking for a show, and Leona is nearly tempted to give him one. Nearly.

You're not the fierce type like the women back home. You probably wouldn't think twice about it, just bat your little lashes and wave your friends goodbye like the herbivore you are if he decided to drag you away. You'd pester him, follow him around while he acted moody and cold for a while before frowning.

You'd get mad at first, before huffing and saying sorry for something you didn't even do. Mumbling and poking around until Leona eventually drags you in his bed to nap instead of being outright about any of it. If his sister-in-law knew he was acting like such a kid to his woman, he'd never hear the end of it. It's that voice in his head that keeps him stuck in his chair, seething.

"Not like you to be so docile, King." Ruggie says. Leona shoots him a mean enough glare that he backs away in fear.

It's not like he's being docile. Not really. There's more to it than that.

Thing is, Leona is used to being chased. Regardless of his inferiority in birthright, he's still royalty. Royalty means plenty of people itching to get in his good graces to get a taste of the highlife. Leona is used to cheap tactics of seduction and luxury in order to earn his favor - he can smell it from away. He's always half expecting to uncover secret intentions.

It never happens. You are all by all measures, frustratingly sincere. Leona doesn't really know how to respond to it. You don't pay mind to his royalty or his ability aside from a normal amount of awe. You're an herbivore firstly, and a stranger to this world after that. Whatever traits in Leona you've latched onto, he can't wrap his head around nor does he understand.

It's the first time in his life that he's gotten into a romantic entanglement like this. Where everything is all lovey-dovey and things are so important. He's always been respectful to his women but he's never been seriously in love in his life. It's different from just being decent. He cares what you think to an extent that's unfamiliar. It's not like he'd ever fix his mouth to say all that, but it really matters that he does things the right way.

Leona doesn't usually act in self-interest, to begin with. Cocky as he may be - he's still king and kings act in the interest of his people. Regardless of what it looks like, you are part of his people. His pride, in more simple terms.

It's not being docile as much as it's an effort to show some respect for you.

Leona isn't usually jealous about petty, trivial shit. It doesn't matter to him what you do or who you do it with in your own time. He likes that you're independent, too.

He is however, a territorial apex predator and a prince. For better or for worse whenever he looks at you, all he can see is to prey animals encroaching on his territory.

That's the part of him that's raring to go. Teeth clenched and agitated, brows all drawn together in frustration. Leona wants to go back to his dorm, but he wont without what he came for. It's putting him in a bad mood.

But ultimately, he doesn't move from his spot. Ruggie leaves eventually when his mood has soured completely. His head is on the desk and he's got his eyes closed, but his ears twitched at the sound of your chair dragging on the floor.

"Can you guys walk Grimm back to the door? I'm gonna go with Leona. Thanks! See you later,"

And just like that, the classroom clears of the last nuisances occupying it. Leaving only you and Leona and that ticking clock together.

He hears you walk up to him before he sees it. Your voice is annoyingly pleasant to listen to.

"Leona? You sleeping already?"

He's starting to understand why his older brother folded at every single word that came out of his sister-in-laws mouth. He lifts his head just barely to look at you and you're looking at him all wide-eyed. He wants to tick you off a little, but can't conjure up any ideas.

"You done with those little yippin' herbivores you call friends? Can we leave now?"

You frown.

"You're in a bad mood. And don't be mean to them, they are actually my friends, you know?"

He scoffs and your frown deepens.

"Leonaaa," You drag out the syllables of his name as you stand beside him "What's wrong with you?"

He hears you pull a chair up. When he finally sits up, you're sitting directly in front of him on a chair turned backwards. There's hardly any room between you. Your face is twisted up with worry.

Leona reaches to pinch your nose. You pull away making his lips twitch upward.

"I shouldn't've came to class." He complains. You rub your nose but don't say anything back, considering him.

"I didn't think it was that bad today though. I guess it might always be for you though since you know like, everything, but I don't—"

Before you can keep going, he leans forward to press his lips to yours. It shuts you up effectively. Your lips are soft. They're sweet and a little sticky - mouth warm and welcoming.

When he pulls away, you blink at him.

"What were you sayin'." He asks.

You look a little taken aback.

"I don't know. Oh, uhm. I liked the lesson. It's fun to learn stuff about this world, I guess." You stumble over your words like you're shy. It's ironic to him, but charming all the same.

He grins.

"What? You nervous after a little kiss?" He teases.

You flush.

"You're not usually that forward, dummy. Which brings me to my question again, what's up? You're sulking."

"What the hell? I'm not sulkin'"

"Yes you are. Your doing the little nose scrunch thing too. Did something happen?"

He pushes the comment about his nose scrunch away entirely because he's sure thinking about too long is gonna get on his nerves. He glares at you for a while, debating on what he should say. Truth is, he is a little pissed. But he isn't going to tell you that your little chat with friends is making him territorial. That would be ridiculous.

There's a brief moment of silence before you pause. You tilt your head, eyes shining with curiosity.

"...Were you lonely?" You suggest.

His face drops.

"You're not the jealous type usually, but you're like a big overgrown kitty. So, you missed me right? That's why you're moping?"

The tone of your voice makes him want to pinch you again.

"Watch your mouth, herbivore." He grits, agitation rolling back into his tone like a wave. And you laugh, the nerve of you. Giggle a little as you lean in closer.

"You didn't say no."

"Shut up." He says, weakly.

"Leona," You say his name again, a little sweeter. Purposefully full of affection and he hates everything about how mushy it's making him feel. You reach your hand up to his head, petting behind his ears in the place you know he likes "I'm sorryyy,"

"Do you go 'nd tuck your tail between your legs like this for everyone? Where's your self-respect, huh?" He means to say with a lot more characteristic sarcasm.

But it all comes out gross and sweet sounding instead.

"Mm, no? It's just that my boyfriend is pretty shit at being honest about his feelings so if I don't dote on him he'll wither away like a houseplant and—"

He covers your mouth with his hand and glares at you, faux annoyed. And you're giggling against his palms, all bely laughs. It's all a little nauseating for him. He pulls away by cupping your jaw instead, squishing your face together.

"When'd you get so damn mouthy?" He grumbles.

"Since forever ago." You say through squished lips. He huffs, leaning forward to kiss you a second time. You're all soft everywhere. Squishy and mellow. Leona kisses you three times in the process, each one a little more impatient than the last before releasing you.

He doesn't let go, hand going to cup the back your neck instead. He cradles your head close, sighing against your mouth.

"Annoying," He says. You smile at him and he has to look away to deal with the intensity of it.

"You love me." You say with a smile. If only you knew the half of it.

He doesn't say that of course. Just scoffs as he stands to his feet, dragging you with him. He curls an arm around your waist, pulling you close to him. The warmth of your body makes him purr.

"In your dreams. You owe me for cuttin' into my naptime."

"What can I do for you my liege?" You say sarcastically, grabbing his hand openly. He squeezes it "You wanna take a nap with me?"

"Can't promise I'll get you in my bed and not fuck you about it." He says with a lazy chuckle. You nudge his side.

"You're so crass."

"You love me," He mocks. You huff.

"Unfortunately, I do. Could use some rest though," You yawn, and blinking blearily "So nap time it is. 'kay?"

He kisses the side of your head.

"Sounds good t'me."

#leon x reader #leona kingscholar x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #writing tag #if anyone says anything about me posting this ill explode myself in the michaelwave.... please do not #i was so haunted by this i just needed to get it out of me i am not even. look #i cant explain it like i started sweating

[lexpupz]

warnings: pure filth, dom!bada, G!P BADA (sorry to all the g!p haters), facefucking, sweaty sex, very very lowkey dubcon, spitting (also just a tiny bit), facials, bdsm, slapping, bruises and overall marking, dacryphilia, bondage,

wordcount: 1.2k

a/n; just a little drabble to start out maybe? many people wont probably like it and if so, its okay. we all have our tastes. also i think ive gotten enough of these brainrotting and perverted ideas so maybe sweet little soft service top!bada next time.

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i dont care how smiley she always gets i did NOT come here to fuck around. may not be the girthiest cock ever but its soooo veiny and sosososoosooooo longgggg ARGHGHRHR. cant get enough of her clean-shaven balls like im ready to take it all at once no joke. bada is literally the epitome of a kink explorer. any new fetish she sees online or hears about from her friends can keep her awake all night thinking about all the ways she could use it. its hard to surprise her with your tastes cause shes seriously done it all.

when it comes to her favourites, ugghghhsh facefucking immediately comes to mind. coming home, absolutely drenched in sweat — im talking wet tshirt, bangs sticking to forehead, sweat slowly rolling down the side of her face, leaving a wet handprint on anything she touches, ugghsj you can quite literally smell her presence, all of the dirt mixing with her perfume and salty liquid all over her body. 😵‍💫😵‍💫 — dropping the duffel bag full of more dirty clothes somewhere in the middle of the room, she immediately sets off to find you. igdhh and when the smell hits your nose you already know whats up. and when i tell you bada stops caring about your wellbeing and makes you strip yourself off of all your self-respect when she gets horny... 😮‍💨. grabs the back of your neck and just pulls you off the couch, your knees hitting the ground rather roughly. no time for belts, just unzips her jeans and pulls it right out, and LORD the sound of the slap it makes when it hits your face. your brain wouldve probably blocked it all out if it wasnt for the precum oozing everywhere already and the smell of her sweaty cock thats been smothered by the thick fabric of her pants for hours on end now. both of your hazy gazes meeting eachother and oohhhhhdjd the way she squints while looking down at your lips before gently placing her thumb between your lips to spread them wide open, her length now resting somewhere on your chin. you really gotta appreciate how delicately shes treating you, knowing whats about to come. her sweaty palms lightly pressing into your jaw line, she pulls your head closer, planting the very tip of her cock right next to her thumb, which is now covered with the drool thats been mixing with her precum on your chin, slowly dripping down into your lap. no need to explain further, her sticky palms now forcing you by the back of your head, sliding her length down your throat. and when your nose hits her lower stomach, the groan that leaves her throat makes you impossibly wet. you know that trying to resist her wont help your situation so you just let it all happen, placing your own hands on the back of her knees purely for support. her thrusts are slow and short at first, hitting the back of your throat rather softly while she groans some inaudible mumbling from above (not that you would understand if she was talking clearly, already drowning in the sounds your mouth makes around her cock). and when she does finally speed up and her soft groans become rougher youre not even present anymore, lost in the sensation of the constant pounding in your throat. and when i said throatfucking i meant throatFUCKING — straight up using that mouth as a fleshlight. and instead of feeding you all that delicious cum, she insists on pulling out and sprays your whole face with the white liquid; ranging from the very base of your nose, running down your cheeks, also leaving a humble trail on your tongue just to continue more on your already wet chin. if it wasnt for you closing your eyes, you might have gone blind too with the thin coat painting your eyelids. all of her pretty liquids mixing with her sweat thats been occasionally dripping down on your face from her own chin. and finally, to finish it off, she blesses you with a few drops of her saliva, spitting them down your fucked out throat. she runs her slender fingers through your messed up hair leaning in to peck your forehead — the only part of your face left bare. she smiles fondly, giving both your face and her own length a few last strokes before leaving to finally wash up her sweaty body. making me think hard about toxic bada, leaving her poor baby all alone, dumbed down from all the dicking down, with no aftercare ://

and thats not where toxic bada ends because... 🙃. gotta go crazy for (maybe more than) slightly violent bada esjsjwonfrj. or maybe im just heavily deranged. but i mean... shes sooooo tall and soooooo strongggg. so maybe while the two of you are fucking she just, idk, accidentally knocks you down onto the ground. DBSJJSKAKFK seriously listen like the tight grip she has on your face while youre leaned over the kitchen island getting your guts rearranged. her other hand constantly traveling up and down your waist, while shes trying not to lose her own mind because of all the sweet sounds that are slipping past your lips —because of her baby is so so pretty being vocal and telling her just how good shes making her feel —, and then... oops 🫢 her hand leaves your cheek just to come back with a stinging sensation, leaving a pretty handprint in the process too 😵‍💫. youre barely realising what happened at first, too caught up in the pleasure, but when bada notices youre not protesting, or crying or looking up at her in pure bewilderment, she just does it again and again until... her last slap makes you yelp out loud, the strength of it forcing a few tears to glide down your red cheeks. i mean... she would probably cum just from the sight of that but... 😒. she ALWAYS has to have you marked up, whether its the stinging feeling on your ass whenever you sit down, the perplexed looks earned by all the love bites and hickeys, the purple bruises all over your knees also occasionally appearing on your back and thighs 🤩🤩,or ofcourse, as mentioned before, the red traces of her fingers and palms left on your cheeks.

bada is most definitely also a freak for bondage 😵‍💫😵‍💫. and im like straight up biting my hand rn ehshwhsgs. im talking ropes, tapes, handcuffs and all sorts of chains and stuff like that. sooooo into shibari its crazyyyyy hdjsjs. she would learn all these different patterns and styles just so you can look all pretty and tied up for her. it honestly makes her tummy twist and turn when she hears your mewls when shes kissing all over your chest, — her nose occasionally scratching the red bondage rope that she took so long tying around you because she just couldnt stop letting go of the rope in her hands to grab your hips grind them against her lap a few times more. — you cant do anything else but just quiver under her touch and hot breath. she cant stop calling you her 'pretty tight slut' making you twitch under her touch even more. AAARGRGHRH and when she sits you on her lap, holding both of your hands which are tied up at your back, as you grind against her length, riding her.

#bada lee x reader #bada lee #bada x reader #bada lee imagine #drabble #bada lee smut #bada smut #girl penis #g!p #bada lee swf #fem reader

[samutoru]

pre-boyfriend and boyfriend akutagawa ! — love diaries entries

dazai version coming soon :D

preboyfriend!akutagawa who :

— preboyfriend!akutagawa poor baby doesn't even realize he has feelings for you 😭😭

— preboyfriend!akutagawa who has chuuya asking him why hes constantly protective and caring for you and asks if akutagawa if he has feelings for you (he denies it... and refuses to believe that he has feelings for you)

— preboyfriend!akutagawa who he asks gin what these kinds of feelings are 😭 he has NO CLUE what they're called or what to do so he goes to his sister (who has an open and loving heart) about it and she just tells him that he's in live with you LMAO

— preboyfriend!akutagawa who pushes you away once he's realized he has feelings for you! but literally can't because he's so in love with you and REFUSES to be away from you for more than a couple of hours...

— preboyfriend!akutagawa who tries to constantly hide his feelings for you (but fails to because you're always popping up in his head)

— preboyfriend!akutagawa who constantly tries to avoid you, but since you two are partnered together, he CANT avoid you, so he ignores you from time to time..

— preboyfriend!akutagawa who LOVES your little playful nudges and interactions with him

— preboyfriend!akutagawa who imagines you two cuddling, his head laying on your chest, soft breaths coming from one another, your arms around his little fragile body, and your hands running through his hair 😭😭

— preboyfriend!akutagawa who sometimes feels like he's a teenager in love LMAO

— preboyfriend!akutagawa who he doubts that he has a chance with you because poor baby is insecure about his looks 😭😭 he had always thought that gin took the looks out of him and her.. he also thinks that you wouldn't want to see yourself with a "lousy looking guy,"

— preboyfriend!akutagawa who leaves words of "affirmation" on a sticky note on your desk (words like 'good luck on your mission', 'i enjoyed ___ thank you,')

— preboyfriend!akutagawa who gets a little jealous when you and chuuya get a little touchy (chuuya fixing your tie, your hair, and your skirt if it's a little too high...)

— preboyfriend!akutagawa who tries to avoid and ignore you on your mission, that you couldn't handle it anymore and ask him what's wrong and if you did something to him that made him upset

— pre!boyfriend!akutagawa who you gave him a nickname (aku/ryu) and he tells you to stop calling him that since he HATES nicknames but he secretly loves it when you call him that

"akutagawa, please talk to me, you can't keep ignoring me forever," you begged him as you followed him around the city not wanting to be alone.

"akutagwa." you said with a stern voice, making him turn around. "wow! you finally listened to me," you cheered as you warmly smiled at him.

he was confused, why you always smiled at him so warmly. even after a long day of him ignoring you, you always had a warm smile on your face and always treated him with nothing but kindness.

"i'm sorry i...." he trailed off, he felt your eyes on him as he looked down to the ground. you watched his ears turn red as he continued to look at the ground.

"did i do something to make you feel upset? i'm not sure of what i did, but if you tell me i'm not going to do it again, i promise" you said with a soft voice.

"It's not you, it's me y/n," he contemplated on continuing what he was going to say. his heart beating out of his chest and sweat starting to form on his forehead.

"ryuunosuke akutagawa." you sternly called out, you were serious this time. he looked up at you when you called out his full name, his eyes filling up with tears but not ready to fall just yet.

"if there's a problem, please please tell me. i don't want to be the problem and have you avoid me,"

"i love being around you, i do, i love every single moment i share with you, but i can't enjoy my time around you if you keep avoiding me like this." you explained to him as you looked into his eyes for a desperate answer.

"i just—" he paused, before taking in a deep breath. "I've been getting this weird feeling in my chest whenever i'm around you- i can't explain it." he continued.

"gin and dazai said it's love...."he trailed off.

"but how am i supposed to know what that feels like or what it is? i've never loved or recieved loved," continued feeling the tears run down his face.

"oh, ryu :(" you whispered as you brought him in for a hug. you pulled away from the hug and cupped his face wiping away his tears with your soft and gentle fingers.

"i love you ryu," you said with a gentle smile, "i'll show you what it feels like and what's its meant to be loved, but that's only if you let me,"

"can i be your girlfriend ryu?"

boyfriend!akutagawa who:

— boyfriend!akutagawa who followws you around like a lost puppy now that you two are dating

— boyfriend!akutagawa who isn't used to pda and affection (physical love) but only does it since you're happy

— boyfriend!akutagawa who shamelessly and bluntly shows you off

tachihara passed by akutagawa wonderin why he was wearing a new black coat with hints of white on it, "i like your new coat, where'd you get it from?"

"oh this? you'd have to ask my girlfriend she got it for me,"

"girlfriend? WHATTT—? YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND BEFORE ME?!" Tachihara yelled surprised, with his jaw hanging down low.

You then walked around the corner and saw Akutagawa and Tachihara talking in the hall. "Ryu! I finally found you!" You exclaimed as you jogged up to them.

You kissed him on the cheek and linked your arms with him. you smiled at akutagawa and his ears and cheeks were slowly turning red.

"Oh, hey Tachihara!" You greeted as you smiled at him.

"YOU'RE DATING Y/N????? ONE OF OUR EXECUTIVES?? this is insane, how can someone like HIM pull you?!"

"don't say that tachihara! my boyfriend is pretty the way he is! You're gonna hurt his feelings :(" you said as you pouted.

— boyfriend!akutagawa who leaves hand picked flowers at your desk like a 10 year old 😭😭

— boyfriend!akutagawa who gives you pet names (princess, love) but only when you two are alone.

— boyfriend!akutagawa who after a long day of work, he'd wash himself up and hop into bed with you :(

"ryu, do you know what time youre gonna get home from work? i was going to cook your favorite, red bean soup for you today," you asked over the phone, hoping that he would get off work early.

"sorry y/n, i'm busy trying to take care of this weretiger," akutagawa grunted, "RASHOUMON!" akutagawa yelled.

"akutagawa, please don't take anyone else's lives. you promised me you would stop,"

"i know, i know im gonna knock this weretiger off his feet and leave him unconscious and come home,"

"please come home safe, i love you ryu" you whispered as you waited for his response before hanging up.

"i— i love you too" He mumbled, as he hung up the phone.

you cooked up his favorite dish and decided to wash up and lay on your bed, constantly looking at the clock and back at the door hoping your boyfriend would walk through the door.

you took one last glance at your bedroom door and you eyes shut closed.

your apartment door went off and clicked. there were sounds of keys hitting the table and a coat shuffling. a pot opening and the soup filling up a bowl.

your boyfriend finally was home, your eyes fluttered slightly open to see a tall slender figure getting undressed. "...ryu?" you asked as you got up, rubbing your eyes.

"go to bed princess, i'll join you in a bit,"

after he gets in the shower and changes into his pjs, he joins you in bed, his head resting on your shoulder and his arms wrapping around your waist.

— boyfriend!akutagawa who threatens higuchi that if she would do something bad to you, she would get treated the same way.

— boyfriend!akutagawa who secretly gets happy when dazai approves of your guys' relationships

— boyfriend!akutagawa who only dresses up when you two are going on a date (which is rarely often) so that only you could see him dressed up

— boyfriend!akutagawa who needs your reassurance 24/7 because he's insecure about his looks :((

#bsd #bungo stray dogs #bsd fanfic #samu's thoughts #akutagawa x reader #bungo straydogs akutagawa #bungo straydogs #bsd x reader #ryuunosuke akutagawa x reader #bsd ryuunosuke akutagawa

[cheriladycl01]

I cant do this anymore - George Russell x Wolff! Reader Part 4

Plot: You are the daughter of Toto Wolff team principle of Mercedes-AMG Petronas, you've worked your whole life to become an engineer. However, your dad has other ideas for you and doesn't want you to become a race engineer. You start to confide more in the Red Bull Racing Team Principle to help you get an engineering job, and see him as your present father figure.

Credit to russellius for the GIF

"Who was that?" Max asks having seen the Mercedes ahead of him, no longer racing.

"I can confirm that is George Russell" you say calmly looking at the on-board seeing that the number 63 had stopped movement on the map.

"What happened?" Max asks.

"Focus on the race Max, Norris is closing that gap" you sigh, checking the tires and the breaks which looked like Max was wearing them out a little more than anticipated.

"If Norris pits, we will pit, if he stays out we stay out. Protect the tires and bring it home" you advise there wasn't many laps left and you were starting to sweat from the sun that had moved so it was now on your back in the box.

"Okay, copy" he says, he took the corners softer while keeping that gap with Norris.

"Okay, it looks like Norris isn't going to pit, Christian is debating to come in for tires" you explain to him, you look over at Christian who is analysisng the data.

"What do you think?" he asks you.

"I advised we stay out if Norris stays out, Norris is on fresher tires by 3 laps, but we are the faster car. The tires will hold until the end" you suggest and he nods.

"Okay, no pit. 12 laps to go, Norris is 2 seconds behind. Push Mode Push" you say, nodding at Horner as you both watch the on-board of Max, he's having an amazing drive today.

12 laps later and Max crosses the checkered flag. You and Christian cheer and hug each other.

"That's P1 Max, P1 in Brazil" you say into the radio, a grin on your face. You hear his cheer and thanks before your running with the rest of the team to go congratulate Max. You get crushed by the Pit Crew as the gather around you and Max squeezing all of you.

The podium was amazing and you were filming the whole thing while talking to Geri next to you. You couldn't be prouder of this moment. You see the cameras on you, making you wave and smile excitedly before frowning and pointing for them to look at Max and his podium rather than film you.

"Well done Max" you smile as he hops down off the stage and towards you both.

"George has been watching you this whole time, just so you know" Max offers leaning in and whispering to you so that no-one else could here. You look over his shoulder, seeing he was in fact right and that George was glaring at the back of his head, watching the interaction between the both of you.

"I'm not ready to talk to him yet, I know i said I'd talk to him here, but its too soon. Is that childish of me?" you ask, not sure if this was right.

"No, after how he acted, he deserves more than the cold shoulder. I have an interview and you have a piece with Netflix I believe. I'll tell him that after Abu Dhabi you'll review your situation, how is that?" Max asks looking at you, you nod pulling him back into a hug before nodding and looking away.

"Thank you Max, really!" You smile turning back round to catch his gaze before finding the Netflix crew and where you'd sit to start your piece.

You walk in, and they make sure you hair and makeup is looking good before they explain to you what they want you to do.

"So you want me to walk in, sit down and smile at you guys before saying something funny?" you ask unsure of how this would even work.

"Yeah, we want this to be as natural as possible. It's going to cut from Max's old engineer walking off... which we filmed last week to you walking in" the director smiles.

You walk into the line of the camera, before turning round and taking your seat, smiling at the camera.

"Get a load of that guy am I right?" you laugh, and everyone in the room joins in laughing.

"Hi, I'm Y/N Wolff and I am Max Verstappen's race engineer for Red Bull Racing" you smile into the camera again.

"So you came into the season quite late... but you haven't disappointed" the interviewer says.

"I guess you could say that"

"And, it's an interesting last name you have there. One that's already known in the F1 media very well..." they push.

"The team principle of Mercedes Amg Petronas is my dad, yes" you say.

"And now you are working for a rival... which came out of the blue may i say"

"Yes"

"And do you have any regrets"

"One"

"And what is that?"

"That I didn't go to Horner sooner" you say with a blank face and they all clap.

You go onto to be questioned about the whole ordeal with George and your dad, you knew the fans would eat all of this up.

They offer you to stay around while Will Buxton comes in to do his first bit about the new Mercedes V Red Bull drama that Netflix were of course eating up.

It was sad really, because you'd genuinely been hurt by George's and your fathers actions and there were people monopolizing off it.

"Y/N has always been a character in the Mercedes garage from when she was really young at age 11 up until she was a teen studying in the garage... and there's something really quite endearing about her when you talk to her" he starts and you smile, Will used to baby sit you around the paddock in his free time when Toto was busy during the races.

"I've known Y/N for 10 years now, as long as her dad's been in the sport and she a bright girl"

"There was no surprise when she came and told me she'd enrolled into university to do engineering. I would also remember Toto shaking his head, asking what she would even use it for"

"I think when she got that degree, she would have asked him for a job and he's declined, which is where Red Bull and Christian Horner come into things"

"Thanks Will, just pause there for a second! Okay so when we edit this, we need Christian Horner straight after nodding and saying Hello" the script writer says and his assistant nods writing it down on the paper she was holding.

You eventually left, seeing what goes into the creativity behind the episodes before getting bored and wanting to go back to the hotel.

Max agreed he'd fly you on his Jett wherever you wanted, and in all honestly you didn't know where to go. It wasn't like you wanted to go home to your dad. And you were fresh out of university so you didn't exactly have your own place.

Lewis, you knew would take you in a heart beat but he was going to LA for the week before the Las Vegas GP and you wanted to go to the UK, your home.

You pick up your phone scrolling through your contacts before finding the one you wanted to call. It rings a few times before a bubbly and energetic voice answers.

"Hello Darling, are you all okay?" Geri says to you, you could practically here her smile through the phone.

"Hi, Geri..." you say a little timidly.

"What's wrong, do you need me and Christian to come get you?" she asks.

"No, no. I just I dont really have anywhere to go until Vegas and I w-" you start but don't need to say anymore before Geri interrupts.

"Oh honey, our home is always open to you. Your a great help around the house too, especially with the kids. Call that garden view rooms yours from now on okay! In fact when we get back I'll have a key made for you, Christian can we do that?" she explains before her voice gets more distant as if she's pulled the phone away from herself.

"Do what?" you hear Christians voice ask muffled from the distance.

"Get Y/N a spare key, when we are back obviously" Geri asks.

"She doesn't have one already. I thought I gave her the spare..." Christian offer's and then mumbles about how he must have forget.

"Anyway darling that room is yours okay. Don't worry" Geri says making tears come into your eyes.

"Thank you Geri, really. I" you say and immediately the older woman can tell that your getting upset.

"Oh no sweetheart, don't get upset. It's okay" she tells you.

"I'm just really thankful"

"I know, hunny. But i've got to go Max is needing an escape route from an interview. But I'm sending him straight to you and he's gonna drive us to the hotel to get our stuff" Geri says and you hang up after thanking her a few more times.

You hung up, sighing happily before looking around you. You lock eyes with someone across the paddock.

George, of course it was George. You braced yourself for him to come up to you, trying to apologize and grovel.

But to your surprise he stayed where he was with Alex and Lando who was talking to the pair of them rather animatedly. He gave you a nod and a small smile, stopping walking making Alex and Lando also stop and continue that conversation stationary.

That told you everything. From the nod to the smile, he finally accepted that you'd come to him when you were ready.

Now you could concentrate on Vegas and Abu Dhabi and getting those points to finalize Max's year.

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[agentredposts]

Bakugou letting you put scented hand-cream on him for the first time, only for him to get "addicted".

Headcanons ft. Y/n.

Because one day as you were putting nail polish on he walked into your dorm, his face immediately scrunched, recognizing this smell on the spot from his hands smelling like that any time he uses his quirk or sweats from them.

He immediately complains about the smell but before you can say anything he explains that his hands do smell like that shitty chemical stuff. You immediatly shut up feeling bad, at the idea of ALWAYS having to smell that shi. Even with years of putting on nail polish, you couldn't get used to the strong smell of chemical.

After being done applying your protection layer and it being dry, you put some lavender hand cream for your hands and he immediately likes the smell.

He tries not to be too direct about it, asking what it is before snatching the bottle from your hands to take a look at it. He liked how it immediately made your dorm smell better after you put it on.

When you see him looking at the bottle like that you get an idea, what if he tried some? Lets see if he'd like the scent of his hands a bit better!

❝ Hm...Hey, Katsu want to try it on? I will help. ❞, you asked making some puppy eyes hoping he'd at least let you do it.

You're suprised when he ends up accepting after scrowling at you with a scrunched nose for like a minute. But you do not complain as you quickly ask him to put one hand out so you can get to work.

When he does so, you put some cream on your hands and quickly starts rubbing it on his—much bigger—hand with both of yours. At first he flinches at the cold but quickly forgets about it when he feels your soft and small hands start rubbing and massaging his hand.

His cheeks quickly become a soft pink from both the touch and the fact that you were focused on your task let him look at your pretty face. He quickly learned that your focused face was one of his favorite thing, the way your eyebrows furrowed a bit and that your nose scrunched a bit in focus. Adorable.

When you're done with it and look back up at him to ask for the second hand, his eyes widen a bit and he looked away hoping you didn't catch him staring.

He put his other hand out for you to work on that one before even asking for it. Putting his other hand in an awkward position from the kinda "sticky" creamy feeling on his hand, not used to it. He knew that his shoulder would probably hurt later, but it was totally worth it so he ignored it.

He gets lost in thoughts as he either stare at you or your hands rubbing the hand cream into his skin. Where did you learn how to massage like that? How are your hands so soft and how, how can they do that much damage when you guys are outside working? Like...His hand is at least two sizes bigger than yours. And so on.

When you let go of his hand he almost has the reflex of grabbing it in his own, not wanting you to let go of his but he doesn't. He only scrowls softly before huffing and getting up, saying a small "thanks" in between his teeth before saying good night and walking out. This leaves you confused as to what you did, but end up letting it go...Knowing all too well that Bakugou Katsuki always went to sleep around 8 (or so we thought).

As he walks back to his dorm, he cant stop looking at his hand and getting wiffs of the cream instead of his usual smell. He can't even say how much he loves it.

Well....Thats till he comes back a few days later, sits down and shows you your hand only saying. ❝ Hand-cream? ❞ Which you end up smiling and doing the same process as last time, you talking a bit more with him this time.

And now with this happening a few more times, it has become a kind of routine for you two. You having no idea that what you were doing was making the boy so happy and having some butterflies in his stomach.

His hands become even softer than before, but now sometimes when he fights, his hands instead of only smelling bad, ends up smelling like warm or burnt lavender, which weirdly smells way better than otherd would think.

Especially when you know who did it, even though now Bakugou has a bottle you bought for him in his dorm, he always comes back to you for "help".

You are just oblivious to all of this, of course. Till. One day Denki asks if you could do it for him too(after learning about you doing it for the blondie), only for said spike ball to quickly insult Pikachu and whisper a threat to him. What can I say? He wants to be the only one getting this treatment.

That night, he comes to your dorm and in this very rare slightly flustered moment, he makes you pinky promise that you wont do the cream routine with anyone but him. When you stare at him dumbfounded for a few seconds, he quickly insults you—boy is embarrassed (ㅋㅋ)— but still put his pinky out and you both promise not to do it with anyone else.

Its only then that you realize what is happening and you can't help but giggle everytime you think about it.

You also tried to change the scent, but Bakugou always want to stick with the Lavender one. Is it because you also use that one? 🤔 Maybe.

Because you do it, he doesn't care if someone catches a wiff of it and think he smells "womanly", he couldn't care less since it came from you. Even more when you two get together, he will death glare the person who dares "judge" his baby's tastes.

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[loveshotzz]

Don’t mind me.

Grinding on Older!Steve, he’s teasing you, letting you feel him through the layers of clothes you both have on. He’s guiding you by your hips and moving you against him, he can feel the damp spot soaking through his pants and you’re breathing heavily in his ear begging him for more, telling him how badly you need to feel him in you, to have him stretching you out.

It’s started with a giggling phone call a little buzzed from the club you were leaving. You knew he was in town for graduation, you knew his hotel. Dialing the number to his room, you weren’t surprised when he answered after the second ring. His smooth voice going hush when he heard it was you, careful not to wake up her laying next to him.

That’s how you ended up straddling his lap in the backseat of his expensive BMW parked a block away from your dorm room. Your dress sitting tucked up at your waist, windows fogged from heavy pants, and stolen gasps while he guided your hips with strong hands over his hard cock straining against his grey sweatpants.

Your fingers are buried in his already messy bed head, tugging harshly at the roots while his spit slick lips leave a trail up the length of your neck. Nipping at your pulse point, he grunts at the mewl he earns from it.

“Steve - fuck - I need you.” the words are whiney when they leave your mouth, the rock of your hips starting to pick up their pace when his tip hits your lace covered clit just the right way.

“Yeah honey? Is that why you called my room like the needy girl you are hmm?” Using his feet as leverage against the floor of the car, he cants his hips up making sure to add pressure in just the right places.

“oh!” Your eyes close tight when he does it again, and you swear you’re gonna cum just like this.

“Come on baby, soak my pants. let me take something back with me.” He can tell your close, and he already knows there’s a darkened wet spot on his sweats that he hopes he won’t have to explain when he gets back to his hotel room.

He can hear how wet you are with each glide of your hips, the sticky-ness in your panties making your movements even easier as you approach your high.

“You look so pretty like this, fuck, look at you. Taking what you need from me cause I’m the only one to make you feel this good huh?” He needs to hear that the boy your age doesn’t do it for you. He needs to hear that you’re still his.

“No one Steve - oh my god!” Two of his fingers push your panties to the side so he can bully your clit into giving him what he wants.

“No one what, honey?” He looks up at you with eyes black as the night that hides his car. “say it for me.”

His fingers get sloppy when he feels the way your body starts to shake, the beginnings of your orgasm starting to take a hold of you.

“No one fucks me like you, I need it steve, please fuck me. I need it, I need it.” Your eyes start to roll in the back of your head when the coil inside you slowly starts to snap.

“Cum for me like a good girl, and I’ll give you want you want. I’ll always give you what you want.” Dipping a thick finger into your already clenching walls, it’s enough to have you see stars behind you eyes. Your nails digging into the white cotton on his shirt, while your body tenses above him.

His voice is soothing while he talks your through it, placing kisses on every inch of your heated skin he can get to. Murmuring praises under his breath while you make a mess of his sweats just like he asked.

“I think you’re ready for me now honey.”

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read more is a cunt.

#really got carried away with this one. woops. #steve harrington smut #older!steve thots #colors series #steve harrington #steve harringont x you

[minicoffee00]

Fast Changes Part 7 Azriel x Reader

Plot: You are Feyre’s younger twin and get sent into the Cauldron with your sisters coming out as high fae. What happens on this journey.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 🌶️ Part 5 🌶️🌶️ Part 6

"You're pretty good already" Cassian smirks, you had a long sword pointed towards Cassian's chest. He wanted to see your flow, he could feel one within you. It was the sense of a natural battle streak and everything he'd shown you so far you'd picked up as if in a past life you'd been a warrior.

She continued day in and day out for months, and she'd started to gain some muscle and with her physical strength her powers when she was training with Amren also got stronger.

It now didn't feel as suffocating walking into a room with her family, she didn't have to hold her breath, it was now only a light buzzing in the back of her head.

"Thanks. I still cant beat you though" you smile looking up at him.

"Okay, lets take a break and get some water" he suggests seeing your slight wobble and the sweat across your forehead. You both indulge in water leaning against the columns built up into the roof, as a way to rest without fully sitting on the floor.

"Okay, this time I'm going to give you no pointers. We are going to fight and you just do what you would do if i was attacking you, or if you manage to if your attacking me" he explains picking up his own sword... he gets into a position before you can even get your own sword.

"Wait Cassian i don't have a sword?" you say but in the blink of an eye hes running at you, so smoothly that for a second you stand there like a deer caught in headlights. Just as he's about to reach you, you roll out to dodge him. You start to run towards where the sword rack is but Cassian is far to quick on his feet, gaining on you.

"What the hell Cassian!"

He swipes his sword at you, making you jump back to miss his swing. He keeps swinging towards you, forcing you further and further back. You end up with you back against the pillar, the railing off the side of the balcony close enough that you can feel the gusty breeze.

"What you going to do now sprite" he smirks, you look around, the beams of the high risen roof were low enough to grab onto if you had a boost, but Cassian would grab you leg and slam you into the floor before you could even do that.

Without thinking you spin round, wrapping your arm around the pillar, spinning round, both your legs out ready to kick Cassian in the abdomen to give you time to get a sword. A seering pain goes through your thigh but the adrenaline of getting a sword makes it almost un-noticable.

Somehow, the plan worked and Cassian buckled to his knees. You ran as quickly as possible to the sword rack, swiping one up and turning back seeing Cassian smirking and now up and on his feet.

"Well done" he admits, proud of you for managing to hold him off and get a sword as quickly as you did.

"Thanks" you smile and in seconds swords are reclashing against one another, you manage to get the upper hand and with light and swift work, Cassian's sword falls out of his hand ended up in yours. You cross them over one another holding them at the nape of his neck.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE" you hear from behind you, the voice was all too familiar and made you spin round in shock.

"Azriel" Cassian says tentatively.

"No, you keep quiet. I'm angry with you" he spits, head snapping to you.

"Az!" you say softly but his face doesn't lighten up like it normally would in your presence.

"Don't Az me, you said you wouldn't do this, why are you doing this?" he growls out coming to you, his shadows wrap around your thigh where Cassian had cut you and blood was slowly trickling out as if to hold it in, and show Az where you were hurt.

He looks down, glaring up at Cassian when he sees the cut.

"You did this?"

"Az, look" Cassian starts but he stalks over to him, his eyes arent hazel anymore they are almost as dark as his shadows. Cassain's gulp could probably be heard all across Prythian.

"You hurt my mate, bother?" he spits, his shadows launch out around Cassian's neck starting to choke him a little.

"Az, we were training. She asked me. It happens!" he excuses his eyes wide as he struggles to communicate.

"Azriel, stop this or I'm leaving" you spit, looking between the two, hard eyes, but with a soft pleading behind them.

"Do it I dare you" he says, not believing you would actually do it, you couldn't last that long without him before becoming whiny and clingy. Even after these training sessions you'd unknowingly to Azriel been having became very clingy after them.

"Rhysand!" you yell out both in your mind and into the house. He winnows up in seconds, you communicate with him in your mind, and before Azriel can even step a portion closer to you, Rhys has winnowed you away.

“No” Azriel mutters, he feels a slight bit of pain before satisfaction come through the bond, most likely Rhys healing that nasty cut on your leg.

“Azriel, she wanted this. She asked me for help because you wouldn’t show her” Cassian explains softly.

Rhys winnows back and Azriel is on him within seconds of his arrival.

“Where is she, where did you take her?” Azriel questions.

“Your mums house” Rhys mutters, making Azriel freeze, he hadn’t been there since he started to work for Rhysands father.

But for you, he would go back, for you he would do just about anything!

A/N: sorry it’s a day later guys, uni kills me each day!

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[desire-mona]

siiiigh. todd autism headcanons because im projecting.

(using they/he/she pronouns for todd in this post. will explain but also if u dont agree i dont care, tw for alcoholism. time period is vague but autism hasnt existed as a legitimate medical diagnosis for all that long, so keep it in mind i guess.)

- cannot for the life of him stand welton's blankets. so itchy, just thin enough to not warm you up enough but still make you sweat, not long enough to cover your entire body. yes im making the blanket line in their poem about actual blankets, a boy needs to vent somewhere.

- beyond terrible temperature regulation, ALWAYS just a little too hot which is made worse by her sensory issues when it comes to wet fabric. constant slight agony and it never really goes away. theyre about 5 minutes away from crying about how uncomfortable they are at all times.

- had god awful handwriting until high school, like his teachers could BARELY read his handwriting it was Bad. OOOOOH OH MY GOD THERES A TRAIN GOING BY I CAN HEAR IT HONKING this is a really ironic thing to be pointing out rn but its sooooo worth mentioning. its still honking this is fun. 🚂. anyway. her parents made her spend an entire summer fixing her handwriting bc that was like the One thing her teachers criticised. its Fine now but their motor function simply doesn't deliver in the handwriting department.

- had a VERY INTENSE special interest in aquatic life + marine biology growing up, like read every book about any ocean animal in any library intense. his parents eventually forced him to abandon it because its "not a good career focus" but he still perks up when anyone mentions fish. once talked neils ear off about the biodiversity of coral reefs for roughly 2 hours, neil took her to an aquarium for their first date. rip todd anderson you wouldve loved spongebob squarepants.

- looooves pets, namely cats, but they have Too Sweaty hands all the time so any animal fur sticks onto their hands and just feels. so awful.

- had a brief period in his 20s where he was definitely an alcoholic, started as a social drinker but got too addicted to the feeling of not having to adhere to social conventions quite as hard, especially around other drunk ppl. eventually went sober after they realised they just Cant Stand the feeling of a hangover anymore. autistic ppl r more likely to develop a dependency on alcohol if we do start drinking. just btw.

- gets a Pretty Expansive vocabulary after actually starting to pursue literature. sometimes his family lightly teases him about using big words but it confuses the hell out of him. its just a word she thought would apply best!!

- soooooo obsessed with what other ppls idea of them is, both in an anxious way and out of genuine curiosity. would never ask ppl what they think of her bc she thinks thats 1) very broad 2) seems compliment fish-y and 3) just gonna lead to "i think ur great/ nice/ whatever filler compliment." but the dream is to sit someone (neil) down and just ask him every single question possible about how he perceives him.

- asks a billion clarifying questions about anything someone asks him to do, gets anxious about how many questions he's asking, tries to just figure it out, freaks out about the possibility of getting it wrong, ends up doing the thing perfectly. weekly occurrence.

- never fully grasped the appeal of religion (most definitely grew up catholic or christian or Something) just bc she could NOT let the lack of proof go. ALSO not an atheist bc the vastness of space scares them out of it. religious beliefs r a weird topic for them.

- suppresses a good chunk of his stims in public bc One total time someone looked at him weird while he was chewing on a sweatshirt string and he was like i gotta stop NOW. eventually develops tics and has to mask THOSE in public too. dear god someone let this girl unmask. also i started ticcing while writing that bc my body does this great thing where i only tic when im reminded of the concept of ticcing. its great and totally doesnt make me think im faking them (faking for who? dunno bc it usually happens when im alone)

- DOES in fact stim around neil bc NEIL STIMS TOO!!!!!!!! joyous day when they found THAT out! gets vocal stims of random lines from whatever play neil is practicing for. YEAA ART THOU THEEEEREE was a vocal stim for a solid week and a half which made neil VERY excited (autistic neil. how i love u autistic anderperry)

- velcro is The most evil vile disgusting material to ever grace this mortal realm. he hates it more than anything ever and i mean that fully. the feeling of BOTH sides, the noise, how easily it comes apart, she hates it all.

this is the gender part

never really viewed gender and gender roles as anything to adhere to beyond the fear of punishment if they dont. finds any social convention relating to gender to be Really dumb and meaningless, bc gender isn't (scientifically) real in any capacity, so why treat it like that? for the longest time just shrugged and said "eh, i guess im a boy" bc thats what she was used to being told, and didn't feel particularly drawn to agree OR disagree. eventually realised on a late night that Wait. i dont Actually care what i am. like yeah im a Male i guess but also im just me. my brain doesnt have a gender and i basically am my brain, right? and then never really thought about it again because that's genuinely how little he cares. adhering the most to canon with that mindset, she never really tells anyone (for obvious reasons on top of the overall apathy) and just lets the he/him happen to her but. in my dream world? agender they/he/she todd anderson. and this is MY blog so those are the pronouns im using from now on. i will forever love talking abt how autistic ppl very often view gender differently than allistic ppl, will forever love talking abt how autistic ppl are more likely to be trans. autism!!!

also yes that entire paragraph is just my view of gender, change the pronouns and the todd mentions and its just me. what of it.

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[littledigits]

Hi! I absolutely love your work and your art style (and I think Hilda is one of the best animated shows ever made!!) I want to dip my toe into drawing, mainly because I want to be able to do little sketchy character drawings for my D&D campaign lol. Is there any particular book or course you might recommend for getting started? Thank you!

thank you so much ! <3

I would say if you want to start drawing , do whatever makes it accessible and fun for you to start. I cant go hardcore into learning, i need some indulgence to keep it fun.

Its hard for me to recommend anything off the top of my head. there is SO MUCH GOOD STUFF OUT THERE NOW ADAYS. also you may look at a book or a course and the way its explained wont make sense to you, but someone else could put it a different way and it could click better! Everyone has a different workflow and different methods, so what i'd recommend is just poke around in some youtube videos and just watch a few beginner ones, see what methods you vibe with. But at the end of the day do what you feel like is most fun and dont sweat the details

DONT BE AFRAID TO REFRENCE THINGS! When I was in school for animation, one of the first things you did to learn to draw on model was draw overtop of the model sheet and break down the proportions. (how many 'heads' tall is it , how many 'eyes' wide is the face). If you see a style you like, learn from it !

Drawing overtop of a character and breaking it down is a great exercise if there is a style you want to mimic. Understanding the proportions helps because then when you draw, if it looks -off- you can test out your own . Who knows, maybe you accidentally made the body too long or short! People are afraid to trace or draw over, but its a great exercise as long as you dont take credit, especially if you're not just doing it for something to look pretty but you want to *understand* how it was done. This helps a lot in building your own style ! my style is a mish mash of everything i've loved and worked on over the years, and it changes over time. So if you see something and you're like 'ooo thats COOL how did they do it' , save it , break it down , maybe you'll learn a few new things !

also I recommend to start with simple shapes ! I put some screen captures from rough sketches that Scott Lewis did, who is a senior animator on hilda. Even as an experienced animator he knows how important the fundamentals are (which is why hes good at his job haha). I think if you want to do fun sketchy things for DND , keeping it simple is the way to go :) you'd be surprised how much expression you can get out of shapes ! I hope this helps you get started on drawing all the endless DND shenanigans that I'm sure live in your head :D .

#thepaisleyelf #starting to get into art for dnd drawing is best reason #as someone who loves shitposting dnd doodles it is pure bliss

[meyobe]

could you do obey me boys with a professional volleyball player mc? 🤫 like they enter at RAD's volleyball team and are absolutely SLAYING o smth like that

A/n: Im making Mc hella op when it comes to volleyball. Mc for world domination 2023.

These are also play offs of the brother before I personally think it’s more entertaining. You’ll be of the boss of that though.!

Lucifer

It had only been a month since Mc had been ( abducted ) from their home.

It had been only a month and you’re already disobeying him.

Mc’s schedule was HOL-RAD-HOL.

As soon as that last bell rang MC was meant to go straight to HOL with the company of Mammon.

Yet, Lucifer found Mammon coming home alone and asked where MC was.

Turns out Mc had been paying off Mammon to drop them off at the gym for practice and pick them up before Lucifer came home.

He wondered where Mc got the nerve while he was on his way to the gym.

He busted open the gym door.

Only to see Mc diving into over the out of bounds line and hit the ball behind them and over the net and score a point.

( think that nishinoya scene from haikyu)

Mc was cheering with their team before feeling a familiar gaze on them.

“I see you’ve made yourself acquainted with the volleyball team.” His words were harsh and cold

Just as you were about to speak.

“ If you wanted to join extra curricular activities, you should’ve just asked instead of paying my brother off.”

He then explain how Diavolo wants Mc to get the full experience.

And for a while that was that.

Until, he’d come and watch Mc play.

When questioned about it later on he’d say.

“ I cant very have the exchange student injured due to this game”

He’d make sure Mc wasn’t hurt and if they were sore he’d offer some sort of concoction to help the pain.

Mammon

At first he wasn’t to sure about disobeying Lucifer rules. They were set in place an- Mc said 20 Grimm each day he covers for them?

He’s all on board.

At the start he didn’t even think Mc would get on the team.

Was he sorely mistaken.

He had just drop Mc off and didn’t want to go home right away.

He was walking around campus before finding himself back at the gymnasium.

He thought he’d pass some time by watching you fail.

Maybe if he recorded it, it could sell as a “ Big Time Fails of Devildom” ( I completely made this up)

He walked in and propped his camera up.

Mc was running up for the ball and spiked it over their opponents heads.

And that was game.

He was flabbergasted. How could a human be so good at volleyball and nonetheless beat demons?!????

He immediately pullled you away and was asking if you cheated.

“ Why or even How could I cheat?” Mc says wiping sweat off their forehead.

“The same way I cheat off Satan’s tests”

“Wait… don’t tell him that, but I’m totally posting this. I could make a fat buck off of this🤫.”

He would sit on the stands and watch as Mc destroyed the opposite team.

He’d always come up after just to ask you how did it feel to win?

He could feel the greed of your pact coming off of you.

He’d also see Lucifer there asking why the hell is he there saying he was there first🙄.

#JealousMammonisadream

Levi

He was just watching Deviltube before he saw that Mammon posted something.

Human wipes the floor with demon:NOT CLICKBATE 100% Real 👹😮‍💨🙀💯🔥

He knows Mammons stupidity know no bound so he decided to watch it.

And as the caption stated Mc did wipes the floor with those demons.

He immediately thought of a human anime he saw about volleyball.

He wondered if you saw the ball coming to you in slo-mo before making a move.

As soon as Mc came home he’d ask all kinds of questions about it.

When did Mc first start to play volleyball?

Do you actually enjoy it?

Is this a normie thing ?

Can he maybe come to watch you play?

Mammon would shut him down as he does but after another month he asked MC.

He had one class with Mc where he was the only brother there so that’s when he asked.

“Mc… do you think I could watch you play. “ his voice just above a whisper.

“Hm? Oh, Of course you Can. I actually have a game this Saturday you’re more than welcome to come!!! I hope to see you Leviathan😁.”

The smile was enough to make him pass out.

Satan was the one to catch him.

The image of you walking away after dating he could go was enough t to make him pass out again.

He came with so many snacks and drinks that weekend.

He also recorded and compared it to the anime he saw.

Satan

“Levi? Are you okay?”

“Mc…. Volleyball”

He watched as Levi passed out again.

Placing him on the table to try to figure out what he meant by that.

Come to think of it he did hear about an extremely good volleyball player this year.

It couldn’t be Mc right? Their only a human.

Theres no way a human could be that good…right?

He doesn’t use social media as much as his brother so he doesn’t know who it is exactly.

He knows that the volleyball team had practice Mon, Wen,Thru, and Friday.

He’d just have to wait till tomorrow to find out if it’s true.

The bell had just rang and he was on a mission.

On his way to the gym he bummed Into asmo but no time for distractions.

He saw Lucifer and Mammon on the benches. Bickering of course but he saw Mc returning the ball to their teammate and receive it back no problem.

Maybe Mc was the right person he was looking for.

His head followed the ball back and forth as he saw Mc grab the ball and put it away.

He didn’t say anything like his brother did.

He just examined you like an animal in its environment.

He was amused with the way you held your own.

Something about not needing help from your teammates got to him.

His cheeks were turning red.

He was going to come to you’re game on Saturday whether he asked you or not.

“Oooooo is a brother of mine blushing?”

Asmo

“By the way I didn’t appreciate how you ignored me in the halls :(.“

Satan simply rolled his eyes and walked towards the benches with his brothers.

“I heard about Mc’s volleyball abilities but never had time to come and see them” he said sitting down next to Satan.

He turned back to see his older brothers a couple of benched up from him.

He watched as you set the net up.

He made comments about Mc’s shorts saying something about how come they can wear shorts that short but he can’t.

Satan tried to explain the different between game uniform and nudity.

He didn’t see a difference. ( he’s so 😜)

When it Mc’s turn yo serve he doesn’t think much of it. Until.

BAMB

The sound of the ball hitting the other demons forearm made him cringe.

He knew the basics of volleyball but in no way was that sound apart of the game.

He shut his mouth as watched the game like an addict.

He wondered what was your next move cheering you on from the benches.

He already knew what products to give to you help with redness or sore muscles.

As soon as practice was over he ran over to Mc.

Telling them how scary the sound was and they should be more careful.

He wishes he came sooner.

He help Mc walk home due to sore legs much to Mammons protest.

He’d take care of you when you got home.

Beel

His practice was over before Mc’s and he was the only one who knew about their hidden talent.

He was in the kitchen when he heard the front door open. He saw mc wrapped around Asmo.

He assumed they overdid it at practice.

“Ooh little brother did you know Mc was on the volleyball team?!?? They are amazing!!! <3” he said placing Mc on a chair.

“ Of course I did, I practice with them.” Munch munch munch

The room went quiet.

The brothers all questioned him.

After getting confirmation from Mc.

“Beel how could you not tell us?!?! I mean Im your big brother:/“

“It’s not like you asked”

“ROTFFFF , you totally just got owned”

“Maybe It’s because you not his fav big bro like I am right beel 🤑”

“Belphie is my favorite.”

Satan and Lucifer try not to laugh and walk away.

In the distance you can hear a certain blonde laughing.

Eventually things die down and he asks you if you want to take an ice bath.

The two of you are a couple feet apart of your own container filled with ice talking about how practice was.

He supports Mc’s game choice and helps them with tips hes learned along the way.

He can’t make it to ever practice but he’s at every game cheer you on.

With Mc’s number on his cheek holding a sign.

Belphie

He was the day of the game but he didn’t even know if. The house was less noisy that usual.

He found the loud noises comforting and can’t sleep without them.

Annoyed, he looks around the house for his brothers.

He finds you Instead.

“Where are my brothers?”

He saw Mc is a uniform and was confused.

“Wait did beel have a game today?”

“No, it’s actually my game?…”

“Since when are you on the volleyball team?”

“Since ever?”

“Why didnt you tell me?”

His attitude made him seem like he wasn’t Into going to your games.

But turn out he was.

He knew how much this meant to you.

So he stood up the entire time. Not falling asleep once.

Once the game was over the brother all came to you but him.

Walking out the gym you saw him in your jersey.

He had left early to get you merch.

He apologized for not being there for the finally match.

He had bought the entire stand.

Hoodie, shirts, mugs.

Claiming his brothers would find good use in them.

He promised he be at ever game and asked Mc to sign the jersey he bought.

He wears the jersey to sleep every night.

It’s good luck he says.

A/n: Oh my lorddd this took forever. I am not going back to fix errors so plz don’t criticize me!!!

I hope you all enjoyed!!! ❤️

#obey me #obey me headcanons #obey me shall we date #obey me mc #belphegor obey me #leviathan obey me #lucifer obey me #obey me fluff #mammon obey me #beelzebub obey me #obey me satan #obey me hcs #obey me belphegor #asmodeus obey me #obey me mammon #obey me asmodeus #obey me leviathan #obey me levi headcanons #beelzebub x reader #lucifer avatar of pride #mammon avatar of greed #leviathan avatar of envy #satan avatar of wrath #asmodeus avatar of lust #meyobe

[pascals-doll]

ELLIE WILLIAMS —gatúbela moodboard

✐; ellie moodboard analysis

⊹ * ˚ ellie wasn’t always into feminine things and it was clear to her at a young age, as she grew up she found herself liking wife-beaters. she started wearing them in highschool during her basketball team days. so within the years, she found herself wearing them outside, she had different colors, a couple complimented by band-names she loves, and along with some that had random little paintings.

⊹ * ˚ ellie’s outfits consisted of muscle tanks and to be honest, she prefers them cropped more than long. ever since ellie started going to the gym, she kinda just unconsciously found herself wearing cropped-top which revealed her beautiful toned mid-driff.

⊹ * ˚ she also liked regular tees/band-tees and baggy shirt-throwovers like flannels and simple button-ups. she thrifted almost all her clothing, she cared to clean up of course but she would let her wardrobe find her inna way. many of her outfits were a combination of a wife-beater/t-shirt along with a flannel paired with baggy 805s or levis.

⊹ * ˚ ellie loved to wear boxers or boyshorts all the time! specifically because of the comfortable lining they provided. she also thought that the slight exposed lining that would reveal whe she’d wear her short tops, acting as an accessory of their own like a belt. ellie also liked to hold her jeans/cargos up with a shoelace if they were a tad bit looser than usual. speaking of accessories, ellie had a collection of rings, she loved the weird assortment of rings she would come across at flea markets and thrift-shops. ellies fingers always being complimented since she also loved to paint her nails. she would either go over them with just some clear polish or sometimes feeling like a baby blue, white, or black; sometimes she would even attempt to paint a little flower or small symbol onto her ring/middle finger.

⊹ * ˚ although ellie’s style wasn’t feminine, dont get my girl wronggg! ellie especially modern day!ellie likes to play around with her short hair, styling it in different ways whenever she feels like (you cant tell me otherwise, how else do u explain her cute little half up half down in seattle smh) . she also had all different types of bracelets of symbols, crystals, charms etc and when she got her tatts, she liked how it highlighted her tattoos more.

⊹ * ˚ ellie’s lean-back wardrobe never failed to made her look fine as hell. she couldve been waiting in line at 7-11 for her slurpee in just nike sweats and her muscle tank; she could still look she put it all together and didn’t just walk out. when she would dress up? thats a different story. ellie would be very tedious of every detail of her outfit, she would wear tight dress pants that flowed at the bottom with a proper black or brown belt that would match with the simple color palette of her button-up.

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ellie absolutely adored how your fashionista-like outfits completely contrasted her lazy style. it drove her insane matter of fact. the way you would pull stares by each step of your walk? fuck jealousy. ellie lived for that shit, becoming almost cocky while you walk with your hands interlocked. the only thoughts being ‘yeah stare thats all you can do motherfuckers’ ‘mhm my golden trophy right here’. ellie dissolved in your own force of naturaleza, seeing you as a divine feminine which caused her to loose and find herself completely entangled in the beauty and the terror of your life; finding each moment to be utterly perfect to her.

🌺. 🌺.

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ᝰ.ᐟ this analysis was more of a visual rundown on the way your relationship and how i envision ellie throughout this specific series! thank you so much for reading and appreciating the implemented representation in this fic! 🤎

#ellie williams #ellie williams tlou #♡¨*:·. ｡series masterlist #♡¨*:·. ｡DOLL SERIES #ellie williams fanfic #♡¨*:·. ｡moodboard

[strawberrysturniolo]

Yes yes bed time, fuck time, ANY TIME.

ummm okay

if youre cold in bed he offers u his sweats and then bundles you up in blankets

he always spends like five mins with u staring face to face before bed until one of u starts cracking up

he loves giving nose kisses? i cant explain it

if youre trying to get down when hes too tired he goes "baby not tonight. first thing in the morning though, okay?"

he may not love to cuddle when he sleeps but that doesnt mean he doesnt love cuddling. he will hold u until u fall asleep and carefully move himself off of you or you off him so you dont wake up, but he will scratch ur back while u sleep or hold your hand so u have some sort of physical touch

#sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo

[kiibichio]

PLAY DATE 2. 𐙚 ❤︎ M. STURNIOLO

OVERVIEW ;; you and matt get into a heated argument over your ‘friends with benefits’ deal, how will it end ?? (good ending i promise)

CONTAINS ;; angst, fluff, good ending !! (that’s it?)

momo speaks ;; PART TWO OF THISSS. this was so fun to writeee. I HOPE U GUYS REALLY LIKED IT BC I WORKED HARDD MAN I WAS BREAKING A SWEAT OVER HERE (but kinda rushed). enjoy !! (PART ONE HERE <33)

date published ;; 02.20.24

not proofread !!

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6:49 pm.

“are you serious? you just told me you ‘missed me so much’, but you’re letting me leave just like that? am i just some sort of play date to you?” i ask, sitting up. anger, sadness and confusion written all over my face.

maybe i shouldn’t have said that.

matt goes silent for a while, then speaks up.

“you do realize that when we started this we both mutually agreed to have no feelings right?” he says, trying to keep his cool

“well- i mean yeah, but-” i try to speak

“then what makes you think i want to be something more?” he cuts me off. he stands up and starts to get dressed.

“matt. good fucking god, i mean you just have sex with me that damn near kick me out?”

tears start filling my eyes. shit.

“yeah!” he exclaims sarcastically “i do because when we established this, i told you i didnt want a fucking relationship. we’re just friends that just so happen to fuck.” matt raises his voice at me.

then the water works break. goddammit.

i wipe my eyes before speaking up, “okay then… if that’s how you want it to be, then we can end this shit right fucking now. im not gonna allow myself to be used like some damn sex toy.”

“wait.. y/n- c’mon i didn’t mean it like that.” matt tries to explain, regretting what he had just said.

“oh no. i fully understand what you meant,” i reply, now getting dressed.

“fuck..” he mumbles under his breath, but still loud enough for me to hear.

“that’s all you have to say?” i stand up after putting my shoes on, crossing my arms in front of the bedroom door.

matt goes silent.

“oh, what? we’re mute now? real cute.” i ask sarcastically before storming out the room. he follows behind me, trying to explain himself with ‘y/n this!’ and ‘y/n that!’ but i easily tune him out.

as i reach the front door, it starts to open.

it’s just chris and nick, i give a small wave and quickly pass by them and start walking to my house.

ill be damned if i ever let somebody treat me like this shit again.

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an hour later, i get a knock on my door. dear lord, who is it now? i walk over to the front door and open it.

matt’s on the other side.

“hey.. forgot your phone…” he says sheepishly, handing it over to me.

“mhm. thanks.” i answer. i start to close the door before he pushes it open again.

“can i… come in?” he asks

“why? so you can screw me over again? no thanks.”

“y/n. im serious. please?”

i can tell he’s serious, but im still hesitant.

i sigh and open the door wider to let him enter.

he makes his way to the couch, while i lock the door and follow behind him, but sitting on the opposite side of him.

there’s a few moments of uncomfortable silence.

“just gonna sit there?”

he lets out a deep breath, “listen, i’m sorry for yelling at you earlier. i didn’t take your feelings into consideration and i clearly wasn’t thinking in that moment.” matt explains sincerely.

“i accept your apology. and i understand, but now that my secrets out, we cant keep doing this. it’s just- not.. right.” i shake my head

“that’s another thing i wanted to talk about. it’s not that i don’t like you.. i do- it’s just…” he sighs

“what, matt? you can talk to me. we’re still friends.” i speak. i move closer to him and put my hand on top of his.

“ive been extremely busy lately. flying back and forth, videos, podcasts, everything. its just a lot to handle and im not sure im ready for commitment. so its not a no.. its just a ‘not now.’” he looks at me.

after he said that, i felt like a weight lifted off my shoulders. i needed that sense of reassurance. but now i feel like the asshole. i should’ve thought about him too.

“that’s perfectly fine, matt. i can handle that.” i start to smile, “ill wait for you, matt. take as much time as you need.”

he hugs me and i can feel his face growing into a soft smile against my shoulder.

“thank you, y/n.”

4 months later ;;

“matt! baby, i missed you so much!!” i say, leaping in his arms as he walks out into the airport parking lot towards my car. i attack him with kisses all over his face and hug him just a bit too tight.

“too tight, my love.” he says almost out of breath.

“it’s not my fault, this is the first time you’ve ever left me like this! i just really, really missed you.” i exclaim, letting go of him.

“you’re so extra.” he chuckles

okay that first part was a partial lie, but it really is the first time he’s gone back to boston without his girlfriend of 2 months!

“can you two get a room? good fucking god.” nick says disgusted, chris nodding his head and agreeing with his brother.

me and matt both shoot them the middle finger and continue walking to the car.

he grabs my hand, “i missed you too, though baby. i was thinking about you the whole time. and…” he continues to tell me how much he had missed me and loves me.

best boyfriend ever.

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momo speaks (again) ;; ugh this was really rushed im sorry if it sucks 😭😭 BUT I GOT IT DONE. love you guys <3 hope you enjoyed !! TOODLES xx

tag list ;; @sturniolos-blog @mayhem-72 @hearts4chris 🍵

#matt sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo x reader #youtube #youtuber #fan fiction #fan fic writing #fanfic #fandom #sturniolo fluff #kiibichio

[iluvshinytwink]

Petty Arguments - Jude Bellingham

Scenario: In a small fight where Jude was ultimately right, you couldn't back down and refuse to apologize and continue dragging on the debate that already reached its answer. Jude responses by giving you the well known silent treatment until you admit you were in the wrong.

This was requested by @habuonlylikesu !! <33

A/N: no cause.. why do i also not back down even tho im wrong and every time i wanna apologize i jus cant for some reason 🙁

"You literally bumped into it." Jude laughed. On the floor laid a broken cup, water all over the floor. "You pushed me into it!" you fought back. "I didn't push you that hard, babe." Jude smiled. You gave your boyfriend a puzzling look. A while ago, Jude slightly pushed you towards the counter where a glass of water sat on top, your elbow harshly bumped the glass and it fell to the ground, shattering.

You shook your head. "Wasn't my fault." you responded plainly. "Even the shittest referee's could tell I didn't push you that hard." Jude explained.

Even during petty fights like these you never backed down even if in the back of your mind you knew he was right you always wanted to prove that you were right, you never wanted to be in the wrong even in situations like these.

"Come on, don't pout." Jude chuckled. "I--" you stammered. "Let's just clean this up and forget about this, okay?" Jude calmly said. "I'm still right, you know.." you lowly mumbled. "Let's forget about this, okay?" Jude sighed.

Jude loved you, a thousand times more he loved you but you hated admitting you were in the wrong until someone literally had to jam the fact that you were wrong. It was slightly annoying and this has happened way more times than he could ever count.

The two of you silently cleaned up the broken glass and spilled water.

You peeked at Jude while he carefully picked up the broken pieces of glass, his face had a monotone expression, your mouth gaped open and you wanted to speak, tell him that you were sorry but your throat ran dry. Your mouth eventually closes again before looking down at the shards of glass.

After Jude disposed of the glass, he simply.. walked away. Again, your mouth gaped open, wanting to say something to stop him but yet again your throat was stuck on a lump. You feel your hand holding out to him but he never noticed.

You felt your hands accumulate sweat. Your eyes met the ground.

You peek over and see Jude watching TV. You had to do it now so tomorrow this would all be forgotten.

Slowly but surely you approached your boyfriend. You did so quietly and painfully slowly.

"Jude?" your voice low. Jude looked up at you, mouth closed. "I'm sorry." you said, not daring to meet his eyes. "(inaudible..) I was stupid.." you mumbled, voice getting lower and weaker by the second.

Silence.

Jude chuckled. "Stop looking down, you look like a child who got scolded." Jude smiled. Jude hand reached out for yours as he pulled you closer to him. Your face met with his chest and you started melting into his body. "Whatever will I do with you?" Jude laughed.

this was a lot shorter than the last time u requested girlie pop, sorry 🙁 anyways i loved this request!! i sadly relate to it, i deadass cannot say sorry without feeling uneasy n shit 😒 anyways i hope u enjoyed this one and thank you for requesting again, i appreciate and love you!!! AS ALWAYS, MAKE SURE TO SMASHH THAT LIKE BUTTON AND SUBSCRIBE FOR MORE BANGERS LIKE THESE !! <33

#jude bellingham #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham x you #iluvshinytwink #imsoslaying

[iamnotshazam]

estinien could be just plainly bad with coin, yes, but have we considered he started splurging like an outrageous idiot to get back at tataru and krile when he didn't want to be with the scions. he's a grown-ass man, he knows how money works, and it's on company dime, right? surely the scions have deep pockets. he keeps it up when he realizes it gets him out of coinpurse duty.

now he makes one bone-headed purchase whenever he starts working with a scion that hasn't heard yet and nods to himself like "ah yes another day another bookkeeping task avoided." after realizing tataru holds the scions' budget together with blood, sweat, and tears, he feels bad about running up the tab in shadowbringers so he uses his own money. he tells himself it's for everybody's benefit anyway. it explains why he knows the map guy was ripping him off

aymeric can't find out cause he would know instantly and wonder for a second if estinien had smashed his head in a jump recently. why else would estinien, who has traveled all over the world on his own gil now, not know how much a hair tie should cost?

one day soon estinien shall look in the mirror and realize that, among other deeply startling self-realizations he has had in the last few years, if he is willing to pay for this rigamarole it may mean he is, in fact, Bad with Coin

(i do not actually think this is what happened, cant see him keeping up a charade like this, and estinien being bad with coin is funny on its own. but. maybe he also knows if he were charge of money and if alphinaud gave him one 🥺 over not having a big enough allowance he would have to scold alphinaud but would also end up giving him the money)

#estinien varlineau #ffxiv estinien #estinien wyrmblood #estinien #tataru taru #krile mayer baldesion #ffxiv endwalker #alphinaud leveilleur #aymeric de borel

[imaginecolby]

Friends with Benefits || Part Six - The Scare

"y/n, i cannot believe you are still coming to work." your friend said to you as you were returning to your office after your lunch break.

"i used up so much of my PTO at christmas, i'm trying to accumulate some more so i can have some extra time for my maternity leave." you laughed as you sat back down at your desk.

"you're better than me. i would've been out of here as soon i could." they laughed. they returned to their desk, and you got back to work.

a few hours passed, and you were making your way through the day like normal. returning emails, making phone calls to clients, putting out fires in the department you oversaw. everything was going as well as you would've expected. until it wasn't.

all of a sudden, you felt the beginning of a contraction.

"oh no, mister man. it is too early for you to be coming." you groaned through gritted teeth. you coaxed yourself through the contraction, and is passed after about a minute. you went on about your day for another few hours, before you felt the pain return. you paced your office, which seemed to help contraction go away. after about the third or fourth occurrence, you figured you needed to call your doctor.

"i'd recommend you come in and be seen. i have an open appointment in twenty that you can take." your doctor said to you over the phone.

"perfect. i will be there." you said to them. you luckily were able to get a ride from a friend, and your doctor's office was only a few blocks from your job. you text colby while you were on your way, and let him know what was going on.

"i'm sure they're just braxton hicks, but my doctor just wants me to come in for some monitoring for a little bit. i'm on my way to the hospital now." your message read.

"i will be there as soon as i can." he replied. you pulled into the hospital parking lot, thanking your friend for the ride. you checked in and were immediately taken to a room. you waited just a few minutes before your doctor came in, explaining that they wanted to monitor your vitals, as well as your baby's.

after about twenty minutes, there was a knock on the door. you called for them to come in, and colby fell through the door.

"y/n! is everything okay?" he sighed, falling to the floor next to your bed.

"yes. everything is okay." you said, brushing his hair back from his forehead. "geez, did you run over here?" you teased, wiping his sweat from your hand.

"practically." he laughed awkwardly. just then, your doctor came back into the room.

"alright you two, or should i say three," they paused to take a seat. "everything is still as great as your last check up. baby boy is just getting a little impatient in there."

"are we at the point of bed rest yet?” you asked.

"not quite. i do recommend taking it easy, so you're not overly stressed. but not complete bed rest." they advised.

"okay. i can do that. work isn't too busy at the moment, so fingers crossed it stays that way." you said, rubbing your belly.

"perfect. let's get you set up to head home." your doctor said to you. you collected all of your things, got your discharge paperwork, and headed home. fortunately, your work day was almost done, so you didn't miss to much of your day.

you were in contact with your boss as soon as you got home to work out a plan for a lighter work load, and potentially starting your maternity leave sooner. they were fortunately very accommodating for your needs, it was lucky that you had such a good relationship with them.

once you got back to work, you were mainly working half days for the last month and a half leading up to your maternity leave. on your last day of work, your coworkers threw you a small baby shower for your last day. 

“i cannot believe you all did this for me. this is all too much.” you said through tears, as you continued opening your gifts. 

“you deserve it! we love you and we cant wait to meet your little one. we wish you and colby luck, and are sending you all the congratulations in the world.” one of them said to you.

“did i hear my name?” you heard a familiar voice ask. you turned and saw colby walking into the conference room where your festivities were being held. 

“what are you doing here!?” you asked gleefully, getting up to walk greet him. you gave him a hug and pressed a quick to his lips.

“oh, you know i never miss a good party.” he teased. “no, f/n text me and told me you were gonna need some help carrying things to the car.” he said.

as the shower was winding down, colby began taking things to the car, meticulously packing everything as to not damage any of the gifts. you thanked your friends again, gathering up the leftover food to take home. you made your way out to the parking garage to meet colby, walking with a few of your friends, the ones that actually planned the event. you thanked them profusely again for the shower, and for all the gifts. 

once you got home, you helped colby as much as you could with helping bringing in the gifts. once they were all inside, you began to unpack and clean up, placing them around your home in the places where they would be most used. you had so many blankets, clothes, toys and bottles. your baby was going to be well outfitted for his best life.

you stood in his nursery, which was finally all put together. colby had spent numerous hours in this room, putting together the crib, the dresser, and all the other furniture. he’d arranged it wonderfully, and you couldn’t believe how much this room had changed from your boring guest room. you stood there lost in thought for a while, before they were interrupted by colby’s voice.

“hey, there you are. you okay?” he asked, wiping away a stray tear from your cheek.

“yeah,” you said softly. “now that im out of work, it’s really starting to set in. in a few weeks, we’re gonna have a baby.” you said, rubbing your belly.

“i still can’t wrap my mind around it. seeing you grow every day has been so mind blowing, and seeing how big he’s gotten on his ultrasounds. it’s been kinda crazy.” colby laughed, placing his hand on yours on your belly. “but im excited.”

“me too.” you said, smiling up at him. he kissed you softly before leaning down to press a kiss to your belly. you couldn’t believe you were coming up on the end of your pregnancy, but you really were excited. especially knowing that you had colby on your side. you made a great team, and you knew you were gonna raise a wonderful kid.

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