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worldofheroes · 10 months

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A Little Encouragement

tom cruise x fem!reader

summary: tom can’t help but fall for you as he watches you care for a child.

warnings: fluff

wc: 1.1k

a/n: based on a request by @rveyjules ! Also I absolutely love Simon Pegg and he was the reason I started watching MI tbh 😅 I saw him in Star Trek and was like “yes this is my friend now”. And here’s your tag, @raefoxiegirl 😉

As you’re about to leave your trailer to get some food from catering, there’s a knock on your door.

You open it to see Sarah, a crew member, with her baby.

“Y/n, I know it’s never a good idea to bring a kid to set, especially when it’s Mission, but things fell through and now there’s a meeting I have to go to and can you watch Emma for me for a few?” Sarah rambles.

“Hey, take it easy,” you say, taking Emma from her. “It’s not a problem.”

“Y/n, you’re a lifesaver.”

“Now go, Emma will be fine.”

Sarah darts away, leaving you with Emma and the diaper bag.

“Hey sweet girl,” you smile. “Let’s go get some food.”

You make your way to catering, and a few other cast members are there, including Tom.

“Y/n!” Simon calls out from a table.

“Hey,” you smile, walking up to join him.

“I don’t think that’s your kid,” Simon laughs.

“Sarah asked me to watch Emma for a bit,” you say, tickling her and getting a giggle.

“Why don’t you leave her here with me while you grab something?” Simon suggests.

“That would be great, thank you,” you say, handing her to Simon, then getting up to get some food.

You haven’t noticed Tom watching you. He’s intently watching you interact with Emma, and he can’t help but think how attractive you look with a child.

Tom approaches you. “Hi Y/n,” he says.

You look up. “Oh hey, Tom,” you smile.

“Taking care of Emma, I see.”

You glance over to where Simon is playing with Emma. “Yeah, she’s adorable.”

You take your food and start to head back to the table. You pause and turn to look at Tom.

“You wanna join us?” you ask.

Tom hesitates.

“Tom, come on,” you say. “Take a break.”

“Okay, you convinced me,” Tom smiles.

You head back to the table, where Emma is giggling.

“Looks like she likes you,” you comment as you sit down. You tickle Emma’s tummy, making her laugh some more.

“She’s very sociable,” Simon comments. “Hey, I need to go, you got her?”

You nod, taking her from Simon. “See you later, Simon!”

You hold on to Emma as you try to eat some food, but she’s trying to knock everything off the table or out of your hand.

“Do you want your teddy?” you say, reaching into the bag and grabbing her toy.

“You’re really good with kids,” Tom comments.

You smile. “Yeah, I’ve always wanted kids, but every guy I’ve been with has been very against kids. Guess that’s why none of them worked out,” you laugh awkwardly.

Why wouldn’t someone want to have kids with Y/n, Tom thinks.

“They’ve missed out,” Tom says.

You laugh awkwardly again. “At least I can pretend,” you say, turning your attention back to Emma.

“Pass Emma over here so you can finish your food,” Tom says, reaching over.

You pause, but pass her over to Tom. “Thank you.”

You finish up your food. “You’re not bad with kids either,” you comment.

Tom chuckles. “Yeah, I’ve always liked kids too.”

“You two playing pretend family?” another crew member jokes as they walk by.

You feel your face getting hot.

“I think I need to go,” you say.

“Oh, already?” Tom asks.

“Yeah.. I’ll.. I’ll see you on set,” you say, picking Emma up and hurriedly swinging the diaper bag on your shoulder.

You walk away as quickly as possible.

You make it back to your trailer, where you sit down with Emma.

“Oh, Emma,” you sigh, “I think I messed up.”

Emma happily plays while you watch. An assistant comes and knocks on your door, reminding you to head to wardrobe.

At wardrobe, everyone is in awe with Emma, which you don’t mind as you can get ready without as many interruptions.

As you’re leaving, Tom is coming in.

“Hey you two,” he smiles.

“Hi,” you awkwardly smile.

“Emma’s really gotten everyone around her finger,” Tom says.

“Oh definitely,” you say. “Including me.”

“I can tell,” Tom smiles again, playing with Emma who’s in your arms.

“Well now I’d hate to take Emma away from you,” you hear Sarah say.

“Hi Sarah,” you smile.

“Everyone’s been talking about the three of you.”

“What?” you ask.

“Oh nothing,” Sarah grins. “Just how cute you two would be as a couple and how cute your babies would be.”

Sarah takes Emma and the bag from you.

“What?” You feel your face getting hot again.

“I’ve said too much!” Sarah exclaims as she leaves you and Tom standing there.

“Do you know what she’s on about?” you ask Tom.

He shrugs. “Not at all.”

“Alright, then I’m gonna head to set.”

“Wait, can I talk to you? Somewhere maybe a little more private?” Tom asks.

You hesitate.

“It’s nothing bad. Or, at least I don’t think it’s bad,” Tom stumbles.

“That’s not very encouraging,” you awkwardly laugh. “But sure.”

“Come with me,” he motions, walking behind some trailers.

“You’re not gonna kill me, are you?” you try to lighten the mood.

Tom laughs. “No, although I could’ve picked a better place.”

“Maybe,” you smile, coming to a stop in front of him.

“Y/n, I…” Tom stammers. “I guess I’ll just come out and say it… I like you, a lot. I would love to give us a try. Just the way you are with kids, and you’re just so beautiful and what’s there not to like,” Tom rambles.

“Oh,” you say, biting your lip and looking at the ground.

“And the way everyone called us a family… it just felt right.”

You don’t say anything.

“Please say something so I know I didn’t mess up.”

You look up at Tom. “I’m not being pranked right now, right?”

“What? No.”

“I’ve kind of had feelings for you too,” you say softly.

Tom caresses your head with a hand.

“Wanna give it a try?” Tom asks.

You nod. “I think I’d like that.”

Tom leans in and captures your lips with his. Your arms wrap around his neck, and his other hand wraps around your waist, pulling you closer.

“I knew it!” Simon yells.

You and Tom break from the kiss, fumbling.

Simon is standing there with a stupid grin on his face. “Oh, it’s time to collect my money!”

“What?” Tom asks.

“Oh, nothing,” Simon says in a sing-song voice.

“Simon John Pegg,” you say sternly.

“Whoa okay! We had a bet going on if you two were ever going to make a move, and we may have added Emma as some encouragement,” Simon explains.

“Simon, that’s not very nice,” you say.

“Hey, but look at you two now! And, when was the last time either one of you got laid?”

Silence.

“That’s what I thought. You’re welcome,” Simon says as he walks away.

“I hate Simon,” you joke.

“We both made a mistake befriending him,” Tom laughs.

“That sly son of a gun,” you mutter.

Tom smiles at you and kisses you again.

#pete mitchell x reader #top gun x reader #ethan hunt x reader #tom cruise x reader #tom cruise imagine #maverick x reader

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vintagetvstars · 1 day

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Diana Rigg Vs. Nichelle Nichols

Propaganda

Diana Rigg - (The Avengers, Diana) - Honestly? Just check her out as Emma Peel in any episode of The Avengers. The character herself was a legend - an exceptional spy, wonderful fighter, certified genius, a true feminist role model - not to mention a renowned sex symbol (that leather catsuit... heavens help me...) and fashion icon. As for Diana personally, she was once described by Michael Parkinson as "the most desirable woman he ever met, who radiated a lustrous beauty". She could pivot from funny quips and endearing jokes to stone-cold badassery like it was nothing, and she looked stunning either way. Whenever I look at a pic of her, I have this feeling she's planning some fun mischief and I get the strongest urge to ask her to take me along. Need anything more? Here, have some pics: (pics below the cut)

Nichelle Nichols - (Star Trek) - She speaks for herself. Legendary, iconic, at the forefront of feminism and civil rights in the 60s, she is a triple threat who did so much more. She volunteered from 1977 to promote recruitment diversity within NASA, including some of the first female and ethnic minority astronauts. Martin Luther King Jr. compared her work on Star Trek as a 'vital role model' to the civil rights marches. She refused to be dismissed, fought for visibility and shone whilst doing so. As a woman in stem, and simply a woman she means the world and stars above to me.

Master Poll List of the Hot Vintage TV Ladies Bracket

Additional propaganda below the cut

Diana Rigg:

When people think of The Avengers, they think Steed and Peel (or they think the marvel property but that’s neither here nor there). I know people who thought Mrs. Peel was the ONLY woman Steed worked with, Diana Rigg was Just That Good (she was only on two seasons!). She was one of those actors that could so perfectly play comedy in any form, her dry, sardonic wit was marvelous, but so was her physical and slapstick comedy, and she could do drama too! If you’ve seen her in interviews you’d also know how fabulously humble and kind she was. I don’t know if I’ve ever been more attracted to a TV woman than I’ve been to Diana Rigg. Some photos of her:

the SMILE!!!!

I like a woman that could kill me in one shot

tell me she's not endearing I DARE you

Gorgeous, sexy, competent, superior, so much leather. Diana Rigg as Emma Peel in the Avengers was foundational to my sexuality and personality. She's classy, she's cute, she's cocky, in one episode she whips a bunch of guys while wearing a corset and a spiked collar...

excuse me I'm overcome with sinful thoughts

hello 911 I think I'm having a heart attack

Here's an interview I fell for her in:

youtube

Her first appearance in The Avengers (In series 4, if you can believe it):

The Avengers: Emma Peel First Appearance HD

youtube

Nichelle Nichols:

She is the original badass babe. She was a black woman in a leading role on TV in the 60s, a trailblazer for black actresses for years to come. She is so beautiful and so awesome.

she's fantastic. have you seen her? paved the way for black actresses on TV even while her lines and scenes were being cut and improvised the most iconic uhura line in the series. (sulu: "I'll save you, fair maiden!" uhura, pushing him away: "sorry, neither!") she's incredibly talented and it's a crime the show didn't give her more screen time (or make her sing more often because she also has a beautiful voice!)

“Sorry, neither” in response to “fair maiden” was ad libbed by her. There’s a lot more I could say but what else do you need??

A sci-fi icon!

She was such a trailblazer, and Uhura was such an important character for so many people to be able to see on TV. Apparently Mae Jemison (the first African American woman to go into space) cited her as a reason she wanted to become an astronaut. She was just an absolute legend!

The story of Martin Luther King telling her not to quit Star Trek gives me chills. Representation matters. “Thank you so much, Dr. King. I’m really going to miss my co-stars.” Dr. King's smile, Nichols recalled, vanished from his face. "He said, 'What are you talking about?'" the actress explained. "I told him. He said, 'You cannot,' and so help me, this man practically repeated verbatim what Gene said. He said, 'Don’t you see what this man is doing, who has written this? This is the future. He has established us as we should be seen. 300 years from now, we are here. We are marching. And this is the first step. When we see you, we see ourselves, and we see ourselves as intelligent and beautiful and proud.' He goes on and I’m looking at him and my knees are buckling. I said, 'I…, I…' And he said, 'You turn on your television and the news comes on and you see us marching and peaceful, you see the peaceful civil disobedience, and you see the dogs and see the fire hoses, and we all know they cannot destroy us because we are there in the 23rd Century.'"

She shared the first interracial kiss on Star Trek, helped propel real life African American women into space-related careers, and looks divine in a mini skirt.

HOW DID UHURA WALK BACKWARDS SO FAR??? WOW!

#vintage tv stars poll #tv ladies 3 #diana rigg #nichelle nichols #Youtube

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sorrowdivine · 5 months

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I got into Star Trek pretty late, and while I saw most Episodes of Voyager and bought TOS and TNG on BluRay, I somehow I never managed to watch DS9 properly, except for a few episodes...

A few months ago I finally started streaming DS9 (after rewatching TOS, TAS and TNG in airing order), and god I immediately fell in love with Bashirs and Garaks dynamic ahhhhh!! Now I'm at the start of Season 4!

So I stumbled over @garaks-padded-bra on here and you regularly make my day with your Star Trek posts ❤️ (especially all the ships I 1000% agree on)

So my brain remembered this old Meme, and it's been done already somewhere for sure with these two, but still I couldn't stop myself from sketching them!

So here's more Garaks Padded Bra for you~:

Not really happy with Bashirs face tho hhhhhhh, but I tried

Keep up the awesome posts ❤️

#art #my art #Star Trek #DS9 #julian bashir #elim garak #garashir #fanart #Deep Space Nine #first star trek fanart lmao

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merbear25 · 3 months

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Needing someone to hold

On lonely nights, finding comfort in another's warm embrace can soothe a damaged soul. It was on this night that he saught relief in your arms.

CW: SFW, gn!reader, cuddling

Corazon

Stars were scattered across the sky, the waxing moon was the brightest amongst them: your path was lit by them through the forest. Shadows were casted by the tall trees, their branches extending far beyond the forest's floor. Crunches from your steps sounded as you progressed across the frost covered leaves. Winter had come early, and the first snow fall was just starting to dust the landscape.

The smoke from his cigarette blended with your hazed breath as you both trekked in search of shelter. Your legs ached, but you knew better than to complain, especially when Rosinante was harboring so much pain. After telling you about his hopes and fears relating to his brother, you knew you could never tell anyone—the family would be none the wiser. His secret would die with you if it ever came down to it.

A village became visable in the distance. Some of the houses appeared to be abandoned, leaving them at your dispossal. You took it upon yourself to gather what dry wood you could to build a fire. Once you returned, your eyes fell on a hunched over Rosinante, whose face was in his hands and rubbing at his undoubtedly weary eyes.

After finishing the fire, you debated whether to go to him or not. You weren't sure how to ease his mind and alleviate his stress, but you couldn't stand seeing him crumbling before you. When you took a seat by his side, he didn't react—just continued rubbing his face.

Unsure what to say, you thought a friendly touch might be enough; you placed your palm on his back, rubbing the center of it in small circles.

He lifted his head showing a tear stained face, "Sorry, for not helping earlier. Thank you for starting the fire."

"It wasn't anything," you tried not to show conern at seeing his distress. You moved your hand to his, giving it a reassuring squeez. "You should rest. I'll stay up and keep watch for a bit."

When you got up, your hand hadn't been let go of; he was looking up at you as if pleading for you not to go. "Could you stay with me? Just for a little while longer."

"Of course, I can."

Crawling into bed, he pulled you in close to his chest. Wrapping your arms around him came naturally—nuzzling in the crook of his neck was just as easy.

His arms tightened around you, and he balled the loose fabric on your torso in his hands—fearing you'd be snatched from him at any moment.

"I'm not going anywhere." You nestled closer to him, sharing his feeling that you weren't able to get close enough.

Stroking your hair and allowing himself to relax, serenity replaced the anguish that'd been tormenting him. Your breaths deepened while a sense of security blanketed itself over you, allowing you to doze off in each others' embrace.

#corazon #rosinante corazon #donquixote rosinante #rosinante x reader #corazon x reader #corazon x you #rosinante donquixote #rosinante x you #one piece #one piece imagine #x reader #x gn reader #one piece rosinante #rosinante one piece #donquixote corazon #one piece x reader #one piece x you

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aspiringnexu · 8 months

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Okay so I sort of fell face-first into the Star Trek fandom and went on a Spirk fic reading spree. And, as is usual with my reading, I latched onto a plot that my brain is going nuts over.

There was a fic where Kirk found out he was like, 1/16th Vulcan because some industrious Vulcan lady a while ago decided the only logical way to experience Earth was to settle down and have kids there with a native and not tell anybody. Anyway, its very amusing, turns out Kirk is the last living descendent of some noble Vulcan house and as such can inherit quite a few profitable investments and a potential future High Council seat if he wants, though his taunts of assuming such a position to annoy Spock fall on the back burner when he suddenly goes into Pon Farr because of course he does.

But my brain immediately latched onto 'part-Vulcan Jim Kirk' and went a tiny bit rabid.

So the idea arrived. Kirk, completely unaware of his Vulcan ancestry, encounters Shenanigans on an Away Mission as is customary. Alien medical tech goes a bit bonkers and the captain is hit but physically okay, just unconscious. Bones will still give him hell when he wakes up but Spock can breathe easy. The Shenanigans were mild this time. Or were they? Turns out the medical tech actually did do something. It stimulated the latent Vulcan genes, artificially encouraging growth and change at an incredibly rapid pace, not eleminating Kirk's humanity but elevating him from Human with Vulcan spice, to almost even half n' half.

So we get poor Kirk waking up with undisciplined telepathic powers, a much stronger body, and the worst headache known to humanoids. Bones discovering his patient has miraculously decided to switch species overnight. And poor, poor Spock who just got over the minor heart attack of the previous incident and is now face to face with the prettiest Vulcan he has ever fucking seen.

Because half-Vulcan!Jim is blond, blue-eyed, and radiating 'confused kicked puppy' vibes like the world's most attractive telepathic foghorn.

Bonus points if Spock goes into Pon Farr early because Jim is projecting so much emotion and is also just That Pretty.

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cookiescribble · 9 months

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Something New

A/N: Someone asked me for a part two of this, and honestly? Don’t have to ask me twice, I’ve been thinking about it a lot 🫶🏻 sorry it took a little more time than I was expecting, we’re going on vacation soon so a lot of our time is being spent preparing for that :) - mod angel

Pairing: Spencer Reid x GN!Reader

Summary: Spencer has been spending a lot of time bonding with his new coworker, and they’re starting to realize that they might have more feelings than they were ready for.

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I was, admittedly, pretty nervous the first time I came over Spencer’s apartment.

I’ve always been a really shy person, and new situations always seemed a little intimidating to me. But Spencer was… different, and that comforted me.

I walked up to his apartment that first day, fidgeting a little as I approached his door. I took a deep breath and knocked lightly.

He answered the door, smiling, gesturing for me to come in.

I smiled and looked around his apartment. I hadn’t known him very long but it seemed very… him. There was a bookshelf against one of the forest green walls that held a large amount of books; if it belonged to anyone besides Spencer, I would’ve doubted all the books had been read. But I guess if you can read as fast as he can, getting through all those books isn’t that big a deal.

He led me to the couch and motioned for me to sit down. He had taken out a DVD set of Star Trek: The Original Series that was sitting on the coffee table in front of the couch.

He took the DVDs and started speaking. “So, I know you said you’ve seen some of TOS, but I figured it would be better to watch it completely through from start to finish.”

“Yeah, it’s been a while since I’ve seen any of it,” I replied. “Plus, I always like to watch things fully in order. I can’t just pick up a show in the middle. I have to start at the beginning.”

He nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, I feel the same way! People have told me it’s not a big deal to start watching a show in the middle, but I could never do that.”

I smiled. “Plus, there’s only 3 seasons of TOS, right? It’s not that hard to get through.” I could feel myself calming down as the conversation seemed to flow easily between us.

“There’s only 79 episodes. It’s really short, considering how many other shows and movies came out of it.” He seemed to hesitate for a moment as he put the DVD in the player. “… I have all the other Star Trek shows and movies too, if you want to watch them.” He cleared his throat and quickly continued, “of course, for now we’ll just stick to this and, um, we don’t even have to finish if you end up changing your mind…”

I shook my head. “No, I want to do this. I think it’ll be fun.” I smiled reassuringly. “Plus, what I have seen I’ve really liked, so I definitely want to watch the whole thing.”

He smiled back at me and sat on the opposite end of the couch. “I just didn’t want you to feel like you had to agree to this. Most people don’t really take my interests seriously…” he admitted, sounding a little sad.

I just shrugged. “Well, I’m here, aren’t I? Why would I come here if I wasn’t interested?”

“I guess that’s true,” he said as he picked up the remote. “… So, are you ready to start?”

I smiled and nodded. “Yeah, I’m ready,” I responded before he started playing the first episode.

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We fell into a regular routine after that first day.

I’d usually come over about once a week. We’d always start with Spencer recapping the last episodes we watched, recalling them in perfect detail so I could remember exactly what happened.

I really liked watching the show with him. A lot of times, he’d get really excited and talk during the episodes. He’d always apologize when I asked him to rewind so I could catch what I missed while he was talking, but I always told him I didn’t mind. And I really didn’t, I loved listening to him talk. He always had something interesting to say.

I found myself starting to watch him more than I watched the show. I was trying really hard not to admit it to myself, but I was really starting to feel something between us. I’d noticed the way we both started to get comfortable with each other as time went on, and how we started to sit closer to each other every time we hung out. I felt some kind of… spark, whenever I was with him.

I tried to ignore this feeling, but it was getting more and more difficult. I felt so happy to see him all the time; hanging out with him felt like the highlight of my week. I looked forward to it for days, and I couldn’t help but think of how much I wanted to be alone with him when I saw him at work.

But I kept this all to myself. It was just a silly crush, and I didn’t even know if he had feelings like that. Plus, there’s no way I could have a crush on a coworker. That could never work out well.

Right?

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Spencer wasn’t used to spending so much time with someone. Sure, he talked with his coworkers every day, but it wasn’t the same. No one shared interests with him like this.

Since this was all new to him, he figured these feelings he was having were just normal when you made a new friend. This certain fondness he was feeling that he had never felt before now.

But as time went on, and he kept spending more time with them, he was starting to suspect he was feeling a little more than friendly with them. He started spending a lot of time wishing they would hang out more. Eventually, he couldn’t help it, and asked them to come over even if he’d already seen them that week. He’d say it was because he wanted to keep watching the show, but really he was just excited to see them.

Eventually, he couldn’t deny the feelings he had for them anymore.

There was one day they came over, after there had been a particularly exhausting case. It just so happened to end on the day they had both been reserving to watch the show together. Spencer offered to switch the days and let them catch up on sleep, but they insisted that they still wanted to come over.

It wasn’t a problem for a while, but eventually, as Spencer was talking, they stopped replying to him. He looked over to see they had fallen asleep curled up on the couch.

He just stared at them for a few moments before pausing the show, not wanting them to miss what was happening. He wasn’t sure what to do; he didn’t want to wake them up because they looked so peaceful. They looked… really cute…

He shook his head as if trying to shake the thought out of his mind. He stood up, getting a throw blanket and gently placing it over them, careful to not wake them up.

He walked to the kitchen, figuring he’d make something to eat in case they were hungry when they woke up. Really, he just needed an excuse to not be near them right now. It was taking every ounce of his willpower not to slip his arm around them and let them sleep on him.

He tried not to let his mind wander as he made dinner, but he couldn’t help it. He couldn’t stop thinking about them.

He kept trying to rationalize his thoughts, like he always did. It had never been a problem before; he had always been a logical person, so it had never been difficult to keep his thoughts in check. Until now.

He knew that he shouldn’t have feelings for a coworker. It just wasn’t professional. And besides, they probably didn’t feel the same way about him. No one ever had. It was new to him just to have someone willing to share his interests. Their feelings probably ended there: he was just a new friend to them.

Although… there have been multiple occasions where he thought he saw them sneaking glances at him. And the way they looked at him, he thought that maybe they were starting to have feelings for him too…

He was so lost in thought that he didn’t notice them waking up and walking into the kitchen until they spoke to him.

“Hey…” they started. “Sorry, I didn’t realize I was falling asleep.”

Spencer jumped a little before turning to look at them. They still had the blanket wrapped around their shoulders. They looked really comfortable that way. And the sleepy tone in their voice…

He cleared his throat. “That’s okay. We had a pretty tiring few days with that case, so I figured I’d just let you sleep. You seemed like you needed it.”

They smiled sleepily. “Yeah, I guess I did.” They turned their attention to the kitchen counter. “You made dinner? Was I asleep that long?”

He shook his head. “You weren’t out for too long, but I figured you might be hungry when you woke up, so…” He trailed off, blushing a bit.

They smiled. “Thank you. I am actually pretty hungry.” They hugged the blanket a little closer to them, rubbing their eyes a bit.

Spencer turned around and grabbed two plates, carrying them to the coffee table in the living room. They followed him and sat down on the couch, moving the blanket so it was laying across their lap.

They ate in silence, the show playing on the TV in front of them, though they both seemed to have trouble paying attention to it.

After a few more episodes, it was time to leave. Spencer took the blanket when they handed it to him, putting it back where it was before.

He walked to the door with them, like he always did. Today, though, they lingered in the doorway a little longer. Maybe it was the tiredness, or maybe they just finally found the courage they’d been looking for all this time.

“Um…” they started, looking a little nervous. “Thank you for making dinner tonight. That was really nice.”

He smiled warmly at them. “Oh, it was no problem, really. I was hungry too,” he laughed awkwardly.

They smiled a bit, but they had a concentrated look on their face. “Well, uh, I was wondering… Maybe one day you’d like to… go out to dinner?” They took a deep breath before continuing quietly. “Like… as a date?”

He blushed and smiled, all the thoughts of doubt he’d been having earlier thrown out the window. “Yeah, I... I’d really like that.” He tried to sound calm, but it was clear he was really excited about it.

They smiled back at him, the nervousness gone as they realized he was just as happy about it as they were. “Okay. It’s a date, then.”

They said their goodbyes, both of them unable to stop smiling as they thought about what their future together would hold.

#i hope the pov change doesn't read too awkwardly. it's just what was in my head so i wanted to write it that way #criminal minds #spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x gn!reader #spencer reid x fem!reader #spencer reid x male!reader #spencer reid fanfiction #criminal minds fanfiction #spencer reid fluff #fanfiction #mod angel

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ohtobeleah · 1 year

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Nosebleed Section // Jake Seresin

Part One: Like Brother like Brawler

Summary: Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin & Y/n ‘Brawler’ Abbott have only one thing in common. They suck at communicating their feelings. So when a bar fight breaks out? Things start to bubble to the surface.

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: Mentions of sexual harassment, assault, bar fight. Jake x f!reader. Angst, long pinning.

Author Note: Part Two is Linked Here. I wrote this at work thismorning when I should have been actually working. This has no relation to strictly scandalous but since y’all are getting the content today you may as well have some angst.

Jake Seresin liked to put out into the universe that he was some reincarnated version of a Greek Adonis. With a simple charismatic smile that could be seen from the hubble space station and perhaps a drink or two in him while he pretended to listen to whatever conversation he’d struck up with his latest squeeze, he’d end up with the girl–nine times out of ten. It was inevitable. Some people liked to knit in their down time, hell he knew Bob liked to do impossible puzzles while Fanyboy geeked out over Star Trek or Star Wars or Battlestar Galactica. Regardless of whatever ‘Star’, he knew he liked to geek.

Jake Seresin however liked to hunt. Women that is. He liked to single out a woman for the night, usually dealers' choice. But what happens when the hunter becomes the hunted for once? Usually his friends would scuff him off, not caring whatever pickle their obnoxiously over-galavant colleague has ended up in. but this one particular time? It had steam coming out of your ears as you sip the rest of your drink and watch the situation unfold before your very eyes.

“He looks uncomfortable, Bradshaw.” You bump into Bradley who's trying to focus on his shot. Leaning over the pool table to get a better angle at the ball he’s eyeing off. “That girl’s got her hands all over him.” It wasn't an unusual sight, but what was unusual was the way Jake was side eyeing you as a call for help. His hands up as he tries his best to back out of the situation before something else happens he's not okay with. But he’s stuck, he can't get out from the corner near the dart board. She's got him trapped on his stool, standing between his legs. “Should we rescue the damsel in distress before it gets outta hand?”

“Hangman's a big boy, he can take care of himself–” Rooster shook your worry off like it was water rolling off his back. “Ease up Brawler.”

But you couldn't not shake the feeling that the situation Jake found himself in was consuming him. In over his head for once. Keeping a close eye on the way the girl's hands roamed his body as she tried to kiss him–Jake just wasn't into it, trying to push this girl away that just wouldn't get the message. The final straw that had you finishing your beer and shoving the pool cue into Roosters chest before he could stop you from making strides across the Hard Deck with fire in your eyes was when you saw her hand graze up his thigh and land into his crotch–Making Jake jump back on his stool with wide eyes.

Jake Seresin was a lot of things, but when he was hitting on whoever he had his eyes on for the night he was always respectful of their boundaries. He knew the difference between not wanting a fucking bar of his bullshit and flirting just to get a rise. This girl however, god she couldn't hit water if she fell out of a goddamn boat.

“Hey!” You shouted. Fist balling at your side. “Hey! You need a hand Seresin or you good?” You asked as you made your way over, the look in Jake's eyes said it all. He was thankful for your efforts to come and drag his sorry ass out of the situation he found himself in. The only one who seemed to give a shit.

“I’m—“ He was going to say that he was happy to see you, happy that you’d come over because he wasn’t sure how to actually get out of the situation he found himself in. Sure it wasn’t the he didn’t find the girl still pressed up against him attractive. No. But he’d been into the idea of getting to know you a little more recently and fuck he wished he’d started that pursuit earlier. But he didn’t get a chance to speak because his not so appropriate companion was interrupting.

“He’s fine, we’re gonna get outta here in a minute.” The blonde turned over her shoulder to entertain you with a smirk. “You can come with us if you want, or not, I don't mind–but I'm taking your friend here home.”

“Is that what he wants to do?”

“Does it really matter what he wants when he looks an Adonis and has already fucked half the bar—?” Oh. She didn’t just say that.

“Oh fuck–” Roosters watching with panic rising in his chest as he watches the blonde laugh in your face, knowing you’re gonna blow your top any second. “Payback, nights over.”

“What why?” Paybacks just turn to Rooster who's taking off in your direction. “It's not even midnight yet?” Trust you and Hangman to ruin New Years Eve.

“Midnight enough.” Rooster shouted over his shoulder. As he does he sees you twist your hand up into the girl's hair, pulling her away from Jake who’s sat perched on his stool gobsmacked as you drag his assailant off of him. Fumbling with her in your grasp before you swing a nasty right hook into her jaw. Blood splattering from her mouth as she stumbles and comes at you with claws sharper than your whitt.

“Fucking bitch–” You hiss as shes clawing at your face, shoving her back into a mirror that shatters on impact as he press her against the wall. Grinding her against the rough interior like grated cheese. “Touch him again, I dare you.”

“Holy shit, chick fight!” Fanboys hollering from the table him, Bob and phoenix are sitting at having a peaceful dinner. “That's Brawler! Fuck–”

“Of course it is.” Bob’s turning in his chair with wide eyes. God he hates it when you get like this, far too much like his brother Rhett. The black sheep of the family, Bob would rather settle down and do a nice crossword puzzle than have his knuckles bloodied and bruised. You and Rhett however seemed to both have affinity for beating people up. He couldn't deny that either of you didnt start something you couldn't finish. “She’s gonna end up behind bars one day if she keeps going like this.”

“Well, at least the call signs accurate.” Phoenix just sighs as she wipes her mouth, standing on her feet to go and help Rooster and Hangman break up the bar fight. “Can't take her anywhere.”

“What is your problem!?” The woman you've got pinned to the ground screams as you lay another fist into her mouth. She's crying, it makes you smirk a bloodied grin down at her. “You psycho bitch!”

“You touched what’s mine, I don't take well to sharing.” You hissed as you felt arms wrapping around your torso, kicking and screaming you whaled out to be let go. “Get off me! Let me at her! Ill fucking gut her like a fish!”

“Ease up Y/n! She’s down!” Jakes got you pressed against his chest as he held you back, still trying to lunge at the blonde who was bloodied on the ground at his feet. “She's down.”

“She touched you–” You spat, still seeing red as Jake dragged you out of the hard deck still kicking and screaming. “She fucking had it coming!!!” Jake doesn't know what to do when Rooster and Phoenix follow him out, helping the girl who'd been giving him a hard time for the better half of the night stand on her own feet. His grip falters for only a mere few seconds and you're off again. Tackling the women down the front stairs into the sand–landing one final punch before Rooster is tossing you over his shoulder.

“BRAWLER ENOUGH! Fuck you’re gonna kill her!” He shouted with enough gusto that it's breaking through the haze that's clouded your better judgement. That and the alcohol in your system.

Everyone watches from either the windows or the front deck as Rooster puts you down, eyeing you off as your gaze drops to the girl crying in the sand–her friends finally coming to her aid with panic just oozing from their pores. Jake can’t register what's going on for the life of him, he’s seen you go at it a time or two, usually trying your luck with some older fellow whos pissing Penny off or some girl whos more as likely to give you a venereal disease than a black eye, but never has he ever seen you go at it with someone over him.

“Believe me when I say if I ever see you here again I won't go so easy next time.” That's Rooster cue to drag you off from prying eyes as Penny makes her way out with the first aid kit. Jakes hot on Rooster's tail, finding you sitting on one of the picnic tables around the side.

“You gonna tell me what the fuck that shit was about?” Jake groans as he takes in the sight of you. Lip split–eye swollen, hair a complete mess under the dim light of the festoon lights hanging above. “Or are you just trying to get an aggravated assault charge put against you.”

“Don't push it Jake–” Rooster warns as he assesses the damage, he’s done this far too many times to count. He’s surprised in your amature career that you haven't been dealt a minor brain injury or suffered anything like internal bleeding. “You know damn well she was coming to your defence.”

“I had it covered.”

“Please, spar me the honry details Seresin you were practically about to be date raped.” You choked back a groan of agony as Rooster pressed his thumb into your rib, confirming what he thought to be true. “Ow! The fuck Bradshaw–”

“Probably just fractures, but an elbow to the ribs will do that.” He said sternly as he watched the cut on your forehead from the shattered glass leak fresh blood. “Be right back, don’t let her fucking move–” Bradley pointed a finger into Jakes sternum. “I'm gonna go get the med kit from Penny.” Silence fell between you and Jake as he came to sit beside you. Listening to the sound of the waves crash against the shore. Aggravated by the moon's push and pull.

“I did have it covered you know–”

“Looked like you were crying out for help when you caught my attention.” You had to get rid of the blood pooling in your mouth, leaning over to spit a glob of saliva and blood mixture into the sand. “S’okay Hangman, I won't tell anyone you were almost North Islands next Murder Mystery.” You teased. “That girl was gonna fuck you up and you know it.”

“Doesn't mean I needed you to go all Rocky Balboa on her.” Jakes bumping your shoulder with his, smiling softly as you both laugh for a second. “Bob’s gonna be pissed you know.”

“Bob’s just gonna have to deal with it–” it was a touchy subject, but a subject you were happy to discuss with Hangman. He just got you. “Don't call Rhett.”

“Wasn't gonna bother, last time I did he told me to send you back to Wyoming and I can't really have you doing that.” You had followed your older brother into the Navy only a few short years after he’d enlisted. You’d come off the back of your stock horse during a camp drafting event and never wanted to get on the back of another horse again. Still chasing the same high–You ended up flying F-18’s. “Who else is gonna beat the ever living shit out of the girls who just can't keep their hands off me?”

“Keep it in your pants Seresin, I'm not interested in whatever diseases you've picked up over the years.” You hissed as Jake moved his hand to fix your hair behind your ear, saturated in blood from the cut on your forehead. “You should see the other guy.” You murmured as your eyes lingered on his before dropping ever so quickly to his lips then back to his soft gaze.

“Sure you're not, that's why you jumped into the nosebleed section when you saw her touch my junk.” No. You��d jumped in because over the years you’d been stationed in North Island, you’d never felt a love like the love you had for Jake Seresin. Ever since He’d been called back for that one mission–You’d been all in from then. Bob could see it, so did Rooster. You’d been his wingwoman since right after you’d both been posted out on a more permanent basis.

“I was just saving her from whatever you've contracted, medical bills are expensive you know.”

“You say that as if you won't be taking a trip to the emergency department to get checked out there Brawler.”

“Oh I'm fine.” You sighed as you got down from the top of the picnic table much to Jake's dismay. He had a simple task to not let you leave. “I expect a slab of beer to be at my door by tomorrow–consider it my damsel in distress tax.” You taunted Jake as you hobbled away with your hand pressed to your ribs. “Tell Rooster I’m fine, gonna go sleep it off in the back of the Bronco, wouldn't wanna ruin new years anymore than need be.”

“I'd kiss you you know–” Jake’s voice was breaking through the silence as he sat still on the picnic table, watching with his elbows on his knees as you turned around to face him with a scowl. “But I don't wanna take advantage of the concussion I know you've got and that split lips looks killer.”

“Why the fuck would you wanna kiss me for?” You asked, challenging him to tell you more. In all his years in North Island Jake Sersin had never felt a love like he feels for you. But it just never clicked that you may have felt the same. Until tonight when you defended him and it hit like a freight train.

“Because you're the best person I know.” Jake started with something that probably wouldn't be too jarring to your equilibrium. “And I’ve been struggling with the idea that I’ve been falling in love with you ever since I met you but always thought you just saw me for what I let everyone see.”

“Struggling huh?” Jake didn't mean to offend you in any way, but it had missed the mark and hit a nerve that stung in your chest nevertheless. “Damn, maybe I do have a concussion, because I know you didn’t just say that.” You shrugged Jake off like he didn't just confess his love for you. “I know I don’t bring much to the table Jake—but girls like that? are the biggest fuck arounds you’ll ever meet.” You let the silence linger for a moment before you swallowed back tears that threatened to spill over at the thought of Jake struggling with the fact he had feelings for you, as if you couldn’t be loved. Never good enough. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” You smiled as much as your split lip would allow you to. “Stay away from Badge Bunnies–I'm not always gonna be there to fend 'em off.”

“Y/n–hold on, I didn't mean it like–” Jake sighed as he raced after you, but as he went to Rooster rounded the corner with the medical kit he’d stolen from Penny after she’d finished doing a quick first aid assessment on the girl you’d beaten half to death.

“I thought I told you not to let her leave?” Bradley hissed through gritted teeth as he watched you heading for his Bronco. “She good?”

“She’s gonna sleep it off.” They both watched as you climbed into bradleys bronco like you owned it. More often than not though it's where you ended up. Much to Bob’s own dismay, he’d always hated it how you and Rhett could sleep anywhere with anything. Much to like each other to relies how fucking idiotic you two really were. “Said she’s fine.”

“Yeah well, those girls talking about pressing charges.” Rooster groaned as he and Jake made their way back into the Hard Deck as you laid down with a grunt, using one of Bradleys Bomber jackets as a blanket. “Tried to smooth talk 'em but they won't budge.”

“Shit.” Jake just sighed as he rubbed a hand across his face, catching the look Bob was sending him through the window of the Hard Deck. “What the actually fuck man.”

“Hey, she said you needed help man, I didn't listen–maybe if I had this wouldn't have happened.”

“I was fine, I had it covered.” Jake pressed, he knew there had to be more to it than just you wanted to defend him. “She was gonna get into it with someone tonight, we all knew it.”

“Kinda stings knowing it was over you though huh?” Bradley smiled as he tapped Jake on the shoulder. Watching as his best friend just threw his head back in defeat.

“Like a bitch bro.”

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I have two minds to answer this, because part of me is going 'WE GOT EM!!! WE GOT EM!!' While the other part of me is like 'oh god how do I tell them. Who’s going to tell them.' The easiest way I can explain: Tom, Ben, and Harry are not in a minecraft series together, and the lore that I have for them is not based in any actual series. HOWEVER. DON’T LET THE TRAGIC TRUTH MAKE YOU CLICK AWAY /silly so I can explain properly LMAO

Here’s a TLDR for anyone who likes these guys and is a lil interested in them!!

Most of the lore for these three is based on an amalgamation of inside jokes, non-minecraft character trends, and general yogs minecraft world lore!

Tom was an editor (now has a YouTube channel, AngoryTom) and did behind-the-scenes minecraft prep for the Yogscast for so long that he was never really interested in any actual "main channel" series besides [Dig Site - 10 episodes] with Simon, Lewis, and Ben, and [Skyblock - 2 episodes] with Ben! Although he’s also played several npcs throughout various main channel series since he was helping run the show lol. My take on his character is that he’s a former yoglabs employee due to [YOGLABS CLASSIFIED INFORMATION] and now lives his laziest life ever in an undisclosed remote location. He’s also the demigod of death but he’ll never tell

Ben started doing main series mc content a few years ago, but hasn’t done anything mc with Tom and Harry until recently (see below)! His character is a Shark Hybrid due to [YOGLABS CLASSIFIED INFORMATION] who now lives with Tom at the same undisclosed remote location.

Harry has been an insane speedrunning minecraft legend for ages, but was never in any main series content bc he’s actually a graphic designer for the yogs. But he was part of Iskall’s twitch vault hunter event back in November, and he’s now in the [Vault Hunter Series - Ongoing] with Ben and Duncan on YouTube! <3 so there’s plenty of mc content of Harry and Ben, but not so much Tom. c!Harry has lived remote for as long as he can remember, locked in Hardcore, until…?

But again, I base their backstories on a bunch of kinda loosely connected lore dots that are half based on jokes <3

Below the read more includes: links to clips, compilations, and very brief lore explanations (though you can check my other lore drawings in Tom’s tag (#Angory Tom), Ben’s tag (#bedgar), Harry’s tag (#brryhrry) or posts that have any of them, which should be under the (#the outcast trio) tag)!

BEN AND TOM

I’ve been in love with Ben and Tom as a duo forever, since the TTT (modded Trouble in Terrorist Town) days, where Ben’s player model was Left Shark, and Tom’s model was Emperor Palpatine (yes from Star Wars. I can’t stand them). But Ben and Tom have been yogs editors and Behind The Scenes guys forever, so it wasn’t until more recently that they became known personalities in the main yogscast circle (4-5 years is pretty recent in the 10+ years of yogs content timeline LMAO).

Through Warhammer streams and behind the scenes stuff, I kinda fell in love with their chemistry and idiocy, and they worked so well with the “main cast” that I just had to put them in the yogs minecraft universe, somewhere. Turns out, Tom had actually done a majority of the "behind the scenes" work for the Yoglabs series (he built a majority of the main building, did mod research and testing, was present during recordings to make sure things went well, stuff like that) so it only made sense to have his character be the Right Hand Man/ Behind The Scenes Assistant to Xephos (Lewis), the Morally Questionable Head of Yoglabs.

For anyone who’s unfamiliar with Yoglabs, it’s one of the yogs’ more famous series featuring Simon (Honeydew) and Lewis (Xephos) where they tested mods! more info can be found here!

c!Tom also ended up as a Lumian (the fanon alien space species for the yogs fandom, vaguely inspired by Star Trek Vulcans) because of a one-off joke where one of the Yogs artists drew him as a star trek commander, and I really didn’t need any further reason to make him a weird little guy LDKFJG

As far as the “demigod of death” thing goes, it felt right to give him a lore thing that vaguely coordinated with the whole “Emporer Palpatine” vibe, since that’s kinda the mc skin he’s used most recently. There’s another reason there that I don’t think I’ve properly explained, so I’ll leave the rest of that be for now ;]

Ben, on the other hand, plays a shark character in pretty much every video game he ever participates in, so shark hybrid was a pretty obvious way to go. And of course, since the duo had to be in the same place… involving Ben’s shark Hybrid-ness with yoglabs experimentation made good sense and good angst. What can I say :]

Here are the bigger lore posts I’ve made so far (in the order i posted them i believe!), explaining in a little more detail plus art to go with! :] [x] [x] [x]

HARRY

Harry is kinda known as the yogscast’s token memelord? But in the ironic way. He somehow makes it genuinely hilarious idk man. His humor is very dry, witty, and sarcastic, but he’s a sweetheart and kind of a god at minecraft. I’ve been arguing since day one that this man should be in mcc but we won’t go there

There aren't many solo harry compilations, so here's a link to a Harry and Ben compilation hehe

Regarding his minecraft lore, pretty much all of it is based around the idea that he’s a god at speedrunning and hardcore Minecraft. A common consensus in yogscast minecraft lore is that respawning is actually a Yoglabs-based mechanic tied to clones and clone making. I thought it would be interesting if Harry could be tied to a hardcore element in the yogs lore purely by having Somehow slid under yoglabs’ radar. And since he was never in any main channel (aka modded) series, i usually associate him with Vanilla mechanics, and since i also view mods as a Yoglabs-related lore element, it made sense! So basically— no clones, no respawns, no mods!

except that he’s in a main channel series now. So I’ll need to find a new lore reason around that DTBJDFGHK

And his design, well… this man’s skin is straight up Mr Mime, and there’s only so much I can do with that /silly But he’s a HUGE Pokémon fan! He’s played a couple of Disaster Nuzlockes with Lydia from the yogs a year or so ago, if that’s something you’re interested in! Was a huge comfort series for me for the longest time and rly good background noise, theyre soooo good at Pokémon I promise <3

Harry does more twitch stuff (hrry on twitch) than youtube stuff, so twitch is the best place to check him out if you're interested in his solo content!

Last thing I'll say about him is that he designed and ran an original minecraft minigame called "Capture the Wool" and he and Martyn are the hosts for a few episodes i think! i dont think there's any way to explain how entertaining it is to listen to him announce the chaos of yogs members trying to play competitive minecraft LOL

Um, so. TLDR…2, These guys are basically my ocs and now I get Actual minecraft content from them which is crazy. I love them as content creators and cool guys so so much though, so! Definitely recommend listening to these idiots (affectionate) babble and ramble to each other, mc or not <3

#yogscast #bedgar #angory tom #BrryHrry #hrry #ben #tom #the outcast trio #art escapades #sorry that's so long but my love for them is showing hehe #i haven't completed decided if i want the “the outcast trio” tag to be for posts with ANY of them or just ALL of them so --#if you have a preference feel free to lmk <3 #also feel free to lmk if you check them out :3 they are everything to the me!

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Rara's Nightmare (Part of We're a Family Universe)(Steddie X You)

From this AU

A/N: Idk where this came from in my brain but I couldn't stop thinking about it. Enjoy the FLUFF!

Warnings: While is from a Steddie AU this is mostly Steve taking care of Ro when she has a nightmare. No angst or smut, just good wholesome fluff.

Word Count: 1043

Aurora woke up with a gasp as she looked around her dark room terrified of how the things she knew now seemed threatening as they lurked in the shadows. Grabbing the little stuffed dragon her daddy bought her, she braved the hallway as she excited her room.

The house was quiet except for the little creaks of the wood as the wind hit the side of her home. Taking a deep breath, she headed for the stairs passing Dylan’s room along the way. She could hear the low rumbles of his music through the crack at the bottom of the door. Aurora contemplated knocking and waking him up but sometimes her brother could be grumpy if you woke him too early.

Plus, she knew the monsters that were probably hiding in her room were too big for Dylan to fight on his own. No…she needed to be brave and get to her parents. Her little chocolate-colored eyes quickly darted around as she descended the stairs clinging to her dragon for protection.

As she entered the living room, however, she suddenly felt lost. In the dark everything seemed to be different. Had the couch always been there or did it move on its own? Wasn’t James’s room just around the corner? She saw the kitchen but then why couldn’t she find her mommy and daddy’s door?

Backing up slowly, her feet abruptly slipped out from under her as she fell on her butt and started to cry. They sound of a door opening startled her as she curled up into a ball and cried harder.

“Ro? Honey, what happened?”, Steve cooed in a concerned voice still husky from sleep. “What are you doing out of bed?”

Aurora promptly wrapped her arms tightly around her father’s neck knowing that if any of the monsters decided to attack she was safe with him. Pressing her head gently into the nook of his neck, he lifted her into his arms, and rubbed her back comfortingly as he got to his feet.

“What happened?”, you ask quietly, the sound of your voice calming her more.

“I think she just had a nightmare. Go back to bed, baby, I got this. Sweetheart, do you want to say good night to mommy?”

Even though he turned her to face you, she didn’t lift her head as she clung to him tighter. The little toddler sighed when she felt your hand pet her curls before kissing the top of her head.

“Good night, Ro. I love you.”

“I love you to, mommy.”, she garbled making you and Steve lightly laugh.

The long trek it took her only took her father a few moments as he took a seat on her bed and placed her under the covers. She watched with wide eyes as he leaned towards her nightstand and turned on the nightlight they had gotten her for her birthday. Aurora couldn’t help but smile at her ceiling as brightly colored stars painted the makeshift sky.

“What happened, honey? Did you have a nightmare?” Hugging her dragon tighter, the tears begin to fall again as she nods. “Hey, hey now. Everything’s ok, baby. Do you want to tell me what it was about?”

Adamantly, she shakes her head as she sinks lower into her blanket.

“Ok, that’s ok.” Steve watches as her eyes flick to her closet and more fear washes over her. “You know, daddy’s not the only master in this house. I mean, he may be the only dungeon master but I’m a force master. I became a Jedi when I was a little bit older than you.”

“Really?”

“Oh yeah.”, he grins as he bends down and grabs the toy light saber she keeps by her bed. “May I borrow yours? Mine is downstairs.”

“Daaaad!”, she giggles. “That’s not a real light saber.”

Steve playfully scoffs as he rises to his feet and spins the sword around in his hands like they do in the movies.

“That right there is dark side thinking, Rara. This saber here is as real as you want it to be.” As he reaches out to touch the end with his fingers, he lightheartedly winces as he pulls it back pretending he got burned. “Ow. Hot.”

As her demeanor softens, he smiles as he takes a fighting stance and begins looking around her room.

“Alright, fair warning to any dark side users in this room! Come out now or you will be killed if I find you.” They both waited in silence to no one and his joking wide eyes met hers making her laugh. Slowly heading for her closet, he pushes open the door and moves some of her clothes around to find it empty. “No one there.”

Taking careful steps around her room, he shines the toy light in dark areas and her grin grows as she realizes everything he passes is things she knows like her stuffed animals on her furniture that seemed to tower over her before.

“Dada.”, Aurora calls and when he turns to look at her, she points under her bed.

Placing his finger over his mouth in a shooshing motion, he moves towards the edge of her mattress before dropping on his heels seeming to startle anything that may be hiding.

“Damn, nothing. I think if anything was in here, they know I’m your dad and I’m not going to let anything bad happen to you.”

She beams up at him as he turns off the light saber and places it on her bedside table next to the night light as he shifts his weight onto his knees to lean over her bed.

“You’re safe, sweetheart. Now can you go back to sleep?”

Lazily she nods her head as he eyes lids begin to droop.

“Dada? Can…Can you stay with me till I fall asleep again?”

Smiling, he lightly pushes on her back signaling for her to give him some room as he crawls in behind her and brings the blanket up to her chin before kissing the back of her head.

Pushing her body into his chest, she reaches for his hand and grips two of his fingers in her tiny palm as she begins to drift off again.

“Good night, dada.”

“Good night, Rara.”

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musclesaber · 6 months

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H2GROW: Just Add Water

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Commission done for @scot158f on Twitter/X. Tony is off to his first day of college and finds he's been paired with a science geek as his new roommate. What could go wrong when he's doing experiments in their room all the time?

Tony climbed the stairs to his second floor dorm room with bags of luggage in hand. Groaning with each step, the stocky man finally reached his door and fumbled to get the key out of his pocket. As he did this, he started to lose his grip on all of his bags. Trying his best to fish the key out of his pocket, Tony at last grabbed the key, but his hand couldn’t hold on any longer. All of his bags fell to the ground with a loud crash and Tony sighed in defeat.

While Tony was picking up his dropped luggage, the door to his room swung open. Tony looked up from the ground to see a tall lanky guy standing in the doorway. “Hi there! You must be Tony,” said the stranger with a smile on his face as he reached his hand out to Tony.

“Yes I am! And you must be Andrew. Nice to meet you.” Tony got up from the ground and reached his hand out to meet Andrew’s in the process of dropping all his luggage again.

“Need some help with that?” asked Andrew chuckling a bit at Tony.

“Actually yeah. That would be real helpful man,” said Tony, picking up some of the suitcases. Andrew got down and started to collect a few of Tony’s bags and walked back into the room.

Tony followed him in with the remaining bags and examined his new dorm. On his side of the room, there was nothing. A blank billboard and a twin sized bed attached to a desk with a chest of drawers and a small closet. On the other side, it was clear that Andrew had been here well in advance and set up his room. He had plenty of Star Wars, Marvel, Lord of the Rings, and Star Trek posters up on the wall. Along with stacks of books on his desk and plants lining the window sill.

“Wow, you didn’t waste any time moving in,” said Tony, setting his luggage down in front of his closet.

“Actually this isn’t my first rodeo. I lived in this room last semester. In the fall semester, I was in this room by myself. I think I originally had another roommate, but he ended up dropping out either right before the semester started or the first day of classes because I never met him. So I had this room all to myself last year,” said Andrew. Tony started to move his luggage into the room and while doing so, slinging some of his suitcases up onto the bed.

“Oh nice man. Sorry to ruin your solo act,” said Tony.

“It’s okay. It’ll be nice living with someone. Did you have anything else that you were gonna bring up? I can help you out if you need it,” said Andrew.

“Nope, I wanted to bring everything up here in one trip. But I’m pretty beat from that drive.” Tony took off his jacket and set it on his desk and then laid down on the bed. Andrew quickly stood up and walked over to Tony.

“Oh well maybe, if you don’t feel like unpacking now, we can go and get some food? Ya know, get to know each other. We will be living with each other for the next four or five months, might as well start it off right,” said Andrew as he started putting on his jacket.

“Yeah, sure. Just let me get a quick break in then I’d be more than happy to get some grub with you,” Tony smiled at Andrew and Andrew gave a big toothy grin back at Tony.

“Great! I’m just gonna run to the bathroom real quick and then we can leave,” said Andrew as he opened the door to their room to go to the community bathroom they shared with the whole floor.

Tony looked over at his luggage on the other side of the bed. He leaned forward and grabbed one of the zippers on the bigger suitcases sitting on top and quickly unzipped it. Sitting on top was a big fluffy pillow with folded sheets below it. Tony grabbed out the sheetless pillow, put it on the side he would put his head, and laid down. He took a deep breath in and sighed from exhaustion. But he paused for a moment.

What is that smell? he thought to himself. He sat up and grabbed his pillow and moved it out of the way. On the mattress was a small stain that looked to be no bigger than a ping pong ball. Looks like whoever had this bed last was not the cleanest roommate in the world. I’ll have to get some candles or something to get that smell out of here.

As Tony was examining the stain on the bed, the door swung open and in walked Andrew. “You ready to go or do you need some more time to rest?” asked Andrew as he reentered the room.

“Yeah, I’m good to go. And maybe we can leave the window open or something. My bed kinda reeks,” said Tony as he started standing up. Andrew's eyes got wide for a split second, but then settled back into his big smile.

“Oh yeah. Sorry about that. I think it’s my experiment going on over here.” Andrew walked over to the window sill where he had five potted plants lined up. “I’m a biochemistry student and I really got to know one of my professors last semester so he let me do a little experiment of my own over winter break. I won’t be winning the Nobel Peace Prize for it or anything, but it’s still a good way to get close with the professors in my major.” Andrew grabbed a spray bottle sitting on his desk and started to spray the plants with water.

“That sounds interesting. What are you testing?” asked Tony as he got up and stood next to Andrew.

“These plants were given a fertilizer that was supposed to give them more nutrients which would enable more growth output. It won’t grow them massive, but I’m seeing which chemical combination reacts the best to inhibit the most growth. Long term it could give farmers a new product to get bigger harvests every season.”

“Wow, that sounds…really complicated, but also cool,” said Tony. He leaned in towards one of the plants growing and took a sniff. “Ooo yeah. That’s what I smell.” Tony grabbed his nose a little bit and stepped back towards the door.

“Sorry, this fertilizer is fresh. I didn’t realize you were moving in today and put it on the plants. It will smell for a little bit as the nutrients work their way into the plant's system. That’s why I suggested we go eat and get out of the room while the smell goes away,” said Andrew, putting his spray bottle back on his desk.

“I see your point. Then lead the way to the nearest dining hall. I don’t think I realized how hungry I was until I was out of the car.” Tony opened up the door and waited for his lanky roommate to walk out with him. Andrew smiled and followed Tony out of the room towards the nearest dining hall.

*A FEW HOURS LATER*

“I can’t believe they allow All You Can Eat at The Market on Saturdays. That’s gonna save me sooooo much money this year,” said Tony as he walked back into his dorm room with Andrew.

“It’s pretty nice. And for a growing guy like you, I’m sure you’ll take full advantage of it.” The two laughed and looked at Tony’s bed. It still had plenty of still packed suitcases sitting on it.

“Damn I’m not looking forward to unpacking that,” said Tony as he started unzipping his suitcase. Both of them were happy that the smell of the room had returned to normal and they weren’t suffering through the stench of the fertilizer.

“It’ll be done before you know it.” Andrew sat on his bed and started to play on his phone. “If you need any help doing any of the heavy lifting, I know I don’t have much size to show, but I can at least help.” Andrew brought his arm up and flexed his mediocre bicep for Andrew.

“Thanks Andrew. But I don’t think I have much to unpack. Mainly just clothes and some supplies for school. It’ll just be a pain.” Tony started unpacking his things as Andrew got up from his bed and checked on his plants. “Did the plants like the fertilizer you gave them?”

“Unclear. I can’t see any changes in them now, but it has only been a few hours since I added the stuff. Realistically, I shouldn’t see any real changes for a few weeks,” said Andrew as he continued to examine the plants.

“So how does all of that stuff work? I’ve never really been big on science, but I’m always open to hear of better ways to get bigger,” said Tony as he started putting some of his clothes away.

“It’s kind of complicated. How much do you know about biology? Or chemistry?” asked Andrew, spraying down the plants with water.

“I’m a kinesiology major so I know about biology. But that’s human biology. Not plants.” said Tony, folding up some shorts and putting them in his dresser.

“In layman's terms, whenever I give the plant water, it should activate the nutrients in the fertilizer I gave to the test plant to inhibit growth. But the growth we see at this stage would be microscopic at this early of a time. Or at least on this size of plant. But if we wake up in a jungle of vines, we know it worked.” Andrew got out a ruler and notepad and started to jot down numbers on it.

“So could it work on humans?” asked Tony, peering over Andrew’s shoulder at the plants.

“Who knows? All of this is theoretical. Don’t get me wrong, professor Hendricks and I have been running the numbers and these plants should only grow a few inches more than a regular one. But we’ve only ever tried it on plants. I don’t even know what would happen if that fertilizer got into a human’s system.” Tony frowned and walked back to his closet and continued to hang up his clothes.

“Well whenever you guys do human trials, let me know. I’ll be first in line. I’d do anything to grow.”

“Yeah I feel you there. I might not be as short as you, but being as skinny as a twig sometimes can be a pain. People always say I look like a giraffe.”

“Short and fat isn’t the best either. In the last few months, everybody has been calling me a baked bean.”

“Wow, that’s rough buddy,” said Andrew as he walked back to his bed. “But kinda funny.” Andrew couldn’t hide the small smirk on his face. “You’ll be able to go to the rec 24/7 if you’re trying to get buff big guy. And the kinesiology department is right next door so it's an easy commute to class.”

“You’re right, but I was always the short kid in high school. I never was strong enough or fast enough or tall enough to be in any sport so I was really hoping that I could at least gain some sort of size in college,” said Tony.

“I was a band nerd. I didn’t care for any sort of sport. They’re overrated in my opinion. But considering the rec is free with tuition, and as we learned tonight, Saturdays are all you can eat, you’ll get big in no time. At least in the muscle department. The height department, I’ll give you a call once we’ve figured out how to grow people taller,” said Andrew as put away the last of his clothes.

“Like I said, first in line for it.” Tony plopped himself down on his now made bed and breathed out a sigh of relief. “Finally done. I’m beat.” Tony took another deep breath in and then caught a whiff of himself. “You know, on second thought, I might go shower and then head straight to bed. All that moving today really took it out of me,” said Tony sitting back up and grabbing his towel and toiletries.

“I’ll be here. Have fun. Make friends,” said Andrew.

“Make friends? It’s the floor’s community bathroom. I don’t know if I wanna make friends in there.”

“Hey, you never know,” laughed Andrew as Tony shut the door to head to the bathroom. Tony turned the corner and entered the community bathroom. It had three stalls with toilets and three stalls for showers. Tony ducked down and checked if anyone was in there with him, and to his luck, there was no one else. He opened the first door to the shower stall and stepped in .The stall wasn’t very big. It just had a dry area for Tony to place his pajamas and then the small shower itself.

Tony walked into the shower and turned the water on. He started rinsing off his body. Taking stock of it, there wasn’t much to rinse. Andrew hadn’t been lying. Tony was a bit of a little guy. At only 5’5, he definitely was towered over by most other men. And even some women. And he was pretty stocky for being so short. He rinsed off his sizable moobs and lifted his belly up so water could get the undercarriage. Looking down at his belly, he couldn’t even see his stump of a dick under it. At only 3 inches, Tony really longed for any size at all.

Tony sighed as he reached for his shampoo bottle and started lathering up his curly black hair. Tony was met with a weird tightening sensation on the back of his head when he started to rub the shampoo in. It wasn’t burning him, but he did feel a strangle warmth trickle across his head and down his neck. Tony pulled his shoulders back as he felt the warmth spread throughout his whole body. His toes curled as his back arched up. He was lucky he was alone because he let out a deep, loud moan. It echoed through the stalls of the bathroom and Tony felt it ringing through his chest.

It started in Tony’s shoulders first. It was subtle, but he could feel them thickening. His traps became denser and his delts rounded out. Spreading out to his flabby arms, the jiggly fat that hung on his arms seemed to be moving and shifting. Tony was shocked when he flexed, he saw his biceps inflating to the size of softballs. Tony balled his hands into fists to see the veins pulsing on his vascular forearms. Seeping down to his chest, his moobs began to plump up. The once saggy moobs were pushing upwards on his chest. Forming a rectangular shape on his chest and filling out with more muscle. His belly felt like it was marinating with the warmth. Tony rubbed his belly and let out a loud belch that echoed throughout the entire bathroom.

Tony moaned again and gripped his cock with both of his hands. His eyes shot open and he looked down to see his cock. He could see his cock and grip it with two hands. Tony smiled in disbelief as he felt his cock pulse in his hands. His spine shivered with every heartbeat as his cock throbbed bigger and bigger. Tony felt his already somewhat fat ass tighten up and form into a bubble butt behind him. Thunder thighs shaping into ham sized quads. He raised his toe up and flexed his diamond calves.

As Tony stayed under the shower head, he felt his body start to go through a different change. He had gained some muscle suddenly, but now it seemed his belly wanted to grow bigger too. Tony let out another large belch that lasted a few seconds and then he gripped his stomach. His hands were feeling pushback as the belly began to push out further and further. Looking at his body, he saw the toned muscles begin to swell with fat. His athletic build he had just gained being eclipsed as fat began to crawl back onto his body.

Tony reached for the shower faucet and turned the water off. He looked down at his body and was amazed. He couldn’t help but grope and prod at his new form. While he maintained a rather full belly and a significant amount of fat still on him, he could actually see muscles on him now. “I knew there was muscle under all that fat,” mused Tony. He couldn’t stop smiling as he began to towel off his muscular body.

Pulling up the pajamas he had brought, his underwear felt tight on his beefier body. Gripping the waistband, Tony heaved them up and over his fat ass that now felt shaped more like a bubble butt than a lumpy blob. His legs felt squeezed into the pants like sausages and his calves and ankles were on display at the bottom of the pants. Pulling on his shirt, his sleeves felt constraining around his biceps and like one little flex could tear it. His hairy belly was now on full display for the world to see since now his shirt only covered just above his belly button.

Walking out of the stall and staring at himself in the mirror, Tony couldn’t help but smile with glee as he looked absolutely comical now. He didn’t know how it happened, but he had gotten bigger. His clothes looked two sizes too small at least and he had no idea what happened. But he didn’t care. All he did care about was that he had done what he had never thought was possible. Get bigger.

He walked giddily back to his room and entered to see Andrew playing a video game on his tv. Andrew looked up and did a double take at Tony. He squinted his eyes and paused his game. “Hey Tony, how was your shower?” asked Andrew skeptically.

“It was good. I like the showers here,” said Tony as he put his toiletries up and hopped into his bed.

“Uh huh. And you look different than when you left, but I can’t put my finger on it,” said Andrew as he shifted his body towards Tony and pulled his head set off of his head.

“Well after a long day of travel, a shower always makes me feel nice and refreshed. It’s probably just that you’ve never seen me clean.” Tony said as he absent mindedly rubbed his exposed hairy belly.

“Hmm, okay. I will say you might want to invest in some new pajamas. It looks like that pair doesn’t fit you anymore. And with you saying that you’re wanting to grow even bigger, I bet those won’t last long.” Andrew put his head set back on and resumed his game as Tony’s cock jumped a little bit from the excitement of Andrew’s words. Grabbing a pillow to cover himself, Tony blushed a bit and made sure his now larger dick wasn’t seen.

“Haha you got that right. I think I’ll be doing plenty of growing this semester. And I won’t stop until I’m the biggest there ever was.” Tony laid his head back on his pillow and took a deep breath to clear his head. He smiled to himself as his mind began to wander into the fantasies of how big he would grow.

“Sure, whatever you say, big guy. Are you gonna go to sleep now?” asked Andrew, leaving one ear off his head set.

“Yeah. I have my first day of classes tomorrow and wanted to get a good night’s sleep before it,” said Tony as he shifted his weight on his bed. Now amazed at just how far his feet went down the bed.

“Alright, I’ll finish up this game and turn everything off so you can get some good sleep. Besides, I have a class at 8am tomorrow, I should probably head to bed too,” said Andrew. Tony looked down and actually saw his pecs obstructing his view of his body and still couldn’t stop smiling. He did feel his cock jump again, but had to resist reaching down and feeling his new endowment. Even though he was under the covers, he could see a bulge wanting to break free and grow. This thought only made the bulge under the sheets jump with even more excitement. Tony tried to focus on other things, but his horny thoughts were getting to him.

“No need to rush.” Tony mused as he turned his body to face away from Andrew only to hear a rip shoot through his pants. Tony’s eyes shot open and he turned to look over at Andrew. But with his head set on, Andrew didn’t hear anything. Turning back to his body, Tony saw a little wet spot on the blanket that must’ve been a small bit of pre that leaked out when he tore his pants.

“Just finished on a good one. Perfect way to end a good day,” said Andrew as he turned off his console and tv. He laid down on his bed and reached for his light to turn it off. “Tomorrow will be a good day. First day of classes. First full day with a new roomie, we have a lot of things to be excited for.” Andrew hit the switch and the light in the room went off.

“Definitely. It’s gonna be a great day. And a great semester. Goodnight Andrew.” Tony rolled back over onto his back. Now with his boner hidden by the darkness.

“Night Tony.” Tony sat there quietly waiting for Andrew to fall asleep. Once he heard a light snore coming from Andrew’s bed. Tony wiggled his big body out of his pants and underwear so he could feel his big enhanced member. He felt another shot of pre leak onto his hand as he put two hands on the mighty rod. Tony looked over at Andrew and heard him sleeping before, but decided to risk it all by starting to jerk off.

Tony felt how big his cock felt in his hands now. He couldn’t believe that he needed two hands just to jerk himself off now. And his hands felt like they barely closed around the monster, it was so thick. One of his hands left his cock to feel the rest of his improved body. After feeling the heft of his pecs, Tony knew it wouldn’t be long before he was shooting cum everywhere. Between having an obscured view of his dick and the fact he could feel how juicy they felt with each lift, he had to stifle a moan as his big body turned him on so much.

Sensing what was about to happen and feeling how much bigger his balls were, Tony reached back behind him and grabbed a few tissues off of his desk. Only after feeling how round and expansive his belly was did Tony start firing shot after shot of cum. It was the biggest load he had ever produced as volley after volley of cum hit his hairy belly. Tony panted as the orgasm subsided and looked over to Andrew who still seemed to be fast asleep. Grabbing the tissue, he started wiping off the excess cum on his belly and was surprised about just how much he had to clean.

After grabbing another tissue, Tony finally cleaned up the mess he made and pulled his blanket back up to cover his torso. He thought about pulling up his pants, but they were already ripped so why bother. He turned to his side and closed his eyes to go to sleep. Wondering if everyday of college was going to be this eventful. And if it was, it was going to be an incredible year.

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