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catiuskaa · 3 months

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missed me, missed me, now you gotta...

SUMMARY: minho wasn’t grumpy, nor he was jealous. but he hasn’t been the same ever since he fell in love with you.

REQUESTED! by a sweet annonie right here. pookie, your idea was lovely to write! lil grumpy minho, im melting… it’s a bit short, but I hope you like it! <3

CW: use of (crack) text messages to convey the plot, starring: han quokka as cupid + reader’s bsf, clingy minho as king of my heart, and ngl, type 1 diabetes fluff ahead. keep insulin shots close just in case! lol

WC: 1.1k

A/N: i love how i’m slowly turning into a minho blog/page lmaoo, only minho: the man, the myth, the legend!

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The same ringtone buzzed again during rehearsals. Its ding had sounded so many times already that it had started to get repetitive really quickly.

Minho frowned as he looked in the mirror, retouching his rolled sleeves just once more for what he secretly knew it had been more than twenty times. In the span of ten minutes. Maybe even less.

But Minho wasn’t ‘grumpy’.

He so wasn’t.

His day had been normal so far. He had no reason to be grumpy. Not one what-so-ever.

He had woken up in between your arms, and even if he had ‘complained’ about it, he loved being the little spoon. And also, his cats jumped on the bed and, just for once, none of them landed on his face.

There had been just one thing.

…

Well. Technically more than one.

You had rushed outside this morning. You claimed you didn’t have time to have breakfast with him, because you were late for something he didn’t really get. Because of that, you hadn’t come over to the JYP building with him. He had to drive over alone. And you hadn’t pecked him goodbye at the entrance like always.

But he. Wasn’t. Grumpy.

Not. At. All.

> sunggie: girl, did you hide his cats or smth?

< minho’s owner: lol, wdym dude?

> sunggie: he looks like he’s going to kill me.

> sunggie: And he loves me! Wtf??

“Jisung-ah.”

Han shrieked in his place in the sofa, his phone almost falling off his hands. He quickly turned it off, hoping that the grumpy dancer hadn’t seen the old or new messages.

“Who were you texting?” Minho frowned, deeper this time.

“Oh.” Jisung chuckled. “Just checking in on noona.”

“My girlfriend?” The way Minho enunciated the title felt a bit possesive. Jisung eyed at him weirdly for a second. Even he felt weird himself.

Jisung nodded sheepishly, turning his phone back on but quickly opening a random app.

“Yeah. I owed her a call back.” He shrugged, nonchalantly accepting that he had opened Subway Surfers, and started to play.

As the catchy music came from Han’s phone, Minho shook his head.

Not grumpy.

Not at all.

But the thought that you had been texting Han and didn’t text him —instead of him— did funny things in his chest.

Now, keep in mind that Minho would never describe himself as a jealous man.

He trusted you with his cats, of course he trusted you regarding your relationship. But he had barely got a hold of you all day. And Han had. By call and text. Like he was doing now.

Not grumpy.

Sure.

< minho’s owner: you dead yet?

Jisung groaned.

> sunggie: no! you made me lose my score!

> sunggie: and I don’t have any keys! ㅠㅠ

< minho’s owner: sucks to suck, lol

< minho’s owner: but what’s wrong with my future husband? did you do something?

> sunggie: he’s moody since he came in this morning.

> sunggie: you weren’t here tho. smth wrong between ya?

< minho’s owner: no…? just had to run to work early…

And then, something in Jisung’s paboracha brain connected. Probably because of how he had named your contact in his phone.

> sunggie: omg

< minho’s owner: what?

> sunggie: that corny dumbass

> sunggie: he’s so stupid

< minho’s owner: bitch what is it???

> sunggie: he’s moody bc u didn’t come in with him today!

You hesitated. Could that be it?

< minho’s owner: really? u think so?

> sunggie: bitch I know so!

> sunggie: imma go get boba for the boys, get your ass here and come w/ me

Jisung’s brain started to work at cupid’s speed.

< minho’s owner: omw. be there in 5’

“Guys, I’m gonna go get boba. Do any of you want something?”

The rest of the gang blabbered something while some kept going over the steps of the choreography and the others rested on the couch, doozing off or on their phones. Han quickly noted down everyone’s orders, not before being squinted down by Minho. He held back a shiver.

“Clingy prick…” Jisung mumbled, leaving quickly.

He walked out of the JYP building, waiving and half bowing to the staff members and other artists in the building.

< minho’s owner: just parked! ^^

Jisung entered the boba place next to the building, smiling at the cashier as he read down the orders on his note app, and stood aside, waiting for the drinks.

“Hey!” You smiled widely at him, taking off your scarf, merely leaving it hanging on your shoulders. He clapped your hand, playfully slapping your back.

“Working hard?” Jisung snickered, pointing at the bag on your other hand.

You side-eyed at him, giggling softly.

“Took some snacks before heading off.” You shrugged. “We can sneak these in, right?”

Jisung scratched the back of his neck. “We’ll… come up with something.”

You both struggled carrying the drinks, teasing each other and betting who’d make a mess first. But all giggles came to an end when the security guard stared at you.

“Name and business?” He asked in a low huff.

Your body stiffened.

“She’s my sister,” Han chimed back. You were in fact far from being his sister, but that didn’t matter when the guard seemed to nod. “She’s just helping me carry the drinks inside.”

“And the bag? What’s inside?”

You cleared your throat, smiling. “Clothes for him to change once he finishes training.” You lied.

Thank God for his imagination. And for his stupid idea of shoving your scarf and his hoodie into the bag of snacks.

“Ok. You may come in.” The guard smiled politely.

Only after the both of you had gotten into the elevator you allowed yourselves to let out a sight full of relief. You two then smirked, high-fiving.

“Thank you, bro.” You teased in a snicker.

He cackled. “You’re welcome, sis.”

You both laughed and joked until you reached the training room.

“The person you dream of is back!” Han cackled.

“Noona!” Felix grinned happily.

“Yeah, that’s me!” You cackled at Jisung’s faked frown.

You smiled and greeted everyone as you entered, leaving a certain bunny boy for last.

You sat next to him on the couch, and without missing a beat, he took your legs and layed them on his lap.

You took a sip of his drink, and he stared at you, almost with a squint.

“You’ve made me jealous of fucking Han Jisung.” He stated matter-o-factly, making you practically choke on the tapioka pearls.

You coughed. “What?”

“You texted him all evening. And me? Not even a good luck kiss this morning.”

“Aw, are you grumpy, kitten?” You grinned teasingly, speaking only towards him in a soft tone to his ear. You pecked his cheek.

He needed more of those.

Grumpy, huh?

“Yes. Very.” He mumbled, hiding his blushed and pleased grin in the crook of your neck. “Need more kisses.”

“Well, you know how it goes.” You mumbled in a snicker. He hummed at you, waiting for you to explain.

You kissed his forehead softly, his hands stroking your thighs.

“Missed me, missed me, now you gotta kiss me.”

~Kats, who can write this in one sit, but can’t figure out how chemistry works (yes have exams, why did I choose this for myself, help)

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markdelonge · 10 months

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title: "never let you go"

req: no

pairing: travis barker x fem!reader

warnings: age gap (not that bad), cussing, she/her prns

blink masterlist

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track 2: blazed

look at you, love, you are the same. you have a light you cannot hide. yes, you may have a different face, but your soul is the same inside. i don't care who is listening because they be making fun of this on tv. they wouldn't laugh if they were inside my past life with you and they were me

. . . .

nobody .. and i repeat, nobody liked it when your relationship with travis hit the internet.

you weren't famous yourself. you actually lived a pretty normal life. you had just so happened to run into one of the biggest drummers in the world and fell for him.

people didn't like the relationship because of the age gap .. i mean, you were 36, and he was 47. most people assumed that it was a 'sugar daddy' situation or you had only wanted him for his money, which wasn't the truth. you truly loved that man with everything in you.

and for travis .. it was a loss for words when he first met you. for him, it was like looking into a mirror, but the reflection was more vibrant and alive than he ever thought possible. you were almost the same height as him, had many tattoos, and even had the same love for music as he did. it was like he had found his other half.

he loved how you understood him in a way that no one else ever had. you finished each other's sentences, laughed at the same jokes, and shared the same passions. It was like your souls were connected in some way.

when you and him officially started dating, it was like a dream come true. he did everything with you, from writing music to traveling the world. you were each other's best friend and soulmate.

you sat on the bed you shared with travis, scrolling through the comments people had left on your most recent instagram post. you had no idea how they found your account, but God, were they mean.

you had spent almost an hour reading article after article, tweet after tweet, comment after comment. people were not taking the announcement well. the picture travis had posted on his account were filled with comments like:

"i can tell this isn't gonna last long"

"wtf dude she's like 15 years younger than you"

" oh, she's definitely after his money"

how could those people talk badly on you when they don't even know who you are?

you sighed, the feeling of your heart aching bringing your mood down.

"they're so mean, trav" you said as you turned off your phone and threw it somewhere on the bed.

"didn't i tell you not to read the comments?" he asked as he grabbed your phone and unlocked it, reading some of the comments himself.

"it's kinda hard to ignore them when there's literally thousands of them" you whined, laying down on the bed.

"maybe it was a bad idea for us to go public, we should've waited a while longer" you thought out loud

"babe, the media is the media. it wouldn't of mattered if we went public two years from now. they'll always act this way." the drummer explained, sitting next to you.

"and they don't know you the way i know you. i bet if they knew the kind of person you really are, they wouldn't say shit about you. " travis said, looking down at you.

"you just gotta learn how to ignore it, baby" he said

"how though? how do you do it?" you asked

travis shrugged before answering

"i'm kinda just used to it. no matter what i do, there's gonna be someone talking shit about me. i just ignore it" he explained, laying next to you.

"i aspire to be like you." you turned to face him, only halfly-joking

the two of you laid in silence for a few seconds

"i love you" you and him said in sync, which caused you and your boyfriend to share a surprised look.

"jinx." travis spoke soon after

"you owe me a new pair of sticks." he joked

"whatever, travis" you laughed

#travis barker #travis barker gifs #travis barker x reader #travis barker imagines #travis barker imagine #blink 182 #tom delonge #mark hoppus #punk rock #slay #90s #punk #machine gun kelly #mgk #machine gun kelly imagines #machine gun kelly x reader #mgk imagines #mgk x reader #mgk imagine

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sailorhyunjinz · 3 years

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~ Stray Kids reaction to you moaning loudly ~

Warnings: SMUT, fem!reader, penetrative sex (stay safe~), sliiight exhibionism, riding, choking, nicknames(slut, princess, kitten...), other shit that i cant think of

Requested: ye boi, thank uuu 🧃 anon <3

Note: hahshahsh im laughing my ass off by seungmin doing the woah but also waving OW MY BELLY ALSO wtf this sucks aaaaa sowwyyy

Bangchan:

Sex in the studio was something new. You were riding Bangchan in the small studio. Papers, microphones and cords cluttered the space. When you bottomed out a loud moan escape your lips that caught Bangchan off guard. You were usually quiet in bed, only whimpering slightly but there was something extra thrilling about the possibility of getting caught by the staff that made you almost yell when you came. Bangchan loooved this, your moans being music to his ears. He thought that someday he had to record it to use in a song (or when he jerks off who am i fooling)

“Such dirty noises from that pretty little mouth of yours.”

Minho:

Minho loved being friends with benefits with you but there was one slight thing that annoyed him and that was your silence. He was out on a mission called “make y/n scream in bed” and one day that actually happened. Your legs were on his broad shoulders as he railed into you, making you grip onto the sheets and moan loudly, borderline screaming. I just know that he’s hella cocky. Smirking and going even faster because he wants the whole neighbourhood to know how good he fucks you.

“Louder you slut”

this gif is illegal istg

Changbin:

This boy crazy when it comes to eating you out. Lying on your back with your legs spread, Changbin was sucking and nibbling on your clit making you moan loud. It wasn’t until he added two fingers into you as he kissed and twirled his tongue against your wet folds that you started screaming his name. His other hand was roaming on your thigh hightening the sensation. You grabbed his hair as you arched your back. He smiled briefly and proceeded to finger you faster bringing out a wild side in you.

“You were never as innocent as I thought babygirl”

Hyunjin:

Everything was peace and quiet before an erotic scene popped up on the TV. You awkwardly looked at Hyunjin who looked back at you just as awkwardly. Before you knew it you were being pounded by the cute boy, the sex almost resembling the one from the movie where the female charactar was moaning loudly, something you rarely did. Your legs were spread wide as Hyunjins dick entered into you at an immense pace, making you shake uncontrollably. It almost felt as if you lost control of your body and that ment loosing control of your moans as well. There no doubt in my mind that Hyunjin himself is a pretty loud boy in bed so the mix of your voices made everything better. After you both came you fell asleep in the living room, the TV still on. The next morning the both of you greeted the other boys that lived in the dorm. As you and Hyunjin walked into the kitchen to eat breakfast there was a moment of silence and then Bangchan started with “We’ve gotten a few noise complaints”

“Guys must have heard wrong, right baby?”

Jisung:

Currently adding reversed cowgirl to his library off things that get y/n off. He wouldn’t admit it but hearing and seeing you almost lose it because of how good you rode him made him even hornier. He held you by the waist and rubbed you up and down earning a shiver that descended down your spine. When you announced that you were close he wouldn’t let you cum since he wanted to hear more of those lewd noises, sending you into overdrive as you shook on top of him.

“Who told you to stop?”

Felix:

Startled as fuck. Since you were typically quiet in bed he though that he hurt you at first. He immediately stopped and asked you hurriedly “y/n! are you good baby?”. You furrowed your brows in desperation. “Why did you stooop?~” you whined back and then it made sense Felix that you were thoroughly enjoying it. He kept on fucking you into the matress, cupping and massaging your boobs whilst his the cold metal rings on his fingers were still on.

“Alright, since you asked for it kitten”

Seungmin:

Your ass was on display for the handsome boy as he pounded into you from behind, grabbing and controlling your body by your hair. Your back arched as the bed squeaked. The feeling of being streched out by his thick cock as he treated you like nothing more than a toy made you unravel at his touch, moaning louder than ever. The louder you got, the quicker his thrusts were. You tried to muffle the moans by biting your swollen lips but to no avail.

“Don’t try to be quiet now y/n”

Jeongin:

CONFIDENCE BOOSTER for this pretty boy! He felt accomplished when he finally managed to get you to scream out his name in pleasure. You were lying on your side, on leg on his shoulder as Jeongin held onto it. When the moans got too loud he lightly wrapped a hand around your throat, pressing on the sides with his fingers to make you choke on your moans. After all, he didn’t want to get teased by the other members.

“Don’t get too loud princess”

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wh6res · 3 years

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127 SQUAD AND ROMANTIC BF TINGS

tw a lil bit of suggestive on jae's but nothing explicit

✰ — TAEIL would sing lullabies over the phone or video call. you and him would just be doing your own thing, not talking but enjoying being each other's presence. he'll probably pull out his guitar and start singing random songs until he eventually notices you fell asleep on him. will not end the call and when you wake up in the morning, his snores and his cute sleeping face is the first thing you see. "love? you still there? ... taeil?" then laugh out loud when you hear his snores instead. "okay yeah lets sleep more" the call will only end probably because his phone died. he kinda strikes me as a guy who's phone is always < 50% battery lmao

✰ — JOHNNY is your everything. literally. as long as he has the power of youtube, google, and instruction manuals on his side, he can fix anything and everything for you. we've all seen him do crafty things on jcc lmao so it'll probably apply to relationships as well. will 100% say you now owe him cuddles for fixing something for you. you kinda dont like the fact that he's doing all these things for you so you try doing them on your own without him knowing only to fail big time. "what did we learn today?" "never touch the pipes under the sink" "and?" "and always ask johnny for help" "nuh-uh thats not how i said it" you sigh exasperatedly "always let my smokin hot amazing handsome boyfriend johnny suh get the job done"

✰ — TAEYONG doesn't care whether you take the time shopping or not. in fact, he loves seeing you all excited and giddy for pampering yourself as you should. totally the type to hold the paper bags even if you complain and say you can manage on your own. is a complete angel and will wait patiently outside changing rooms and will give you genuine insight he has of the clothes you picked. "that looks nice. you should get that. the length is just right and the sleeves help accentuate your waist" "really yongie?" "yes love. i mean you look pretty in everything anyway" miss ma'am my heart just fucking melted ?¿?

✰ — YUTA doesn't look like it but will exert real effort into things. would be the type to have a note or a google doc about your favorite orders from restaurants because he just loves how your eyes light up appreciatively and you look so smitten by him. its like a cheat sheet. eventually he memorizes the list with how much time he spends with you and he wont even need it. the type to always bring you food before meeting you (if its just hanging out inside the house). "no way! i was just craving for these!" he smiles before kissing your forehead, volunteering to put the food out its container for you. "i figured. you'd been working since this afternoon. lets eat first then you can tell me about what you've been working on so i can help you, okay?"

✰ — DOYOUNG loves cooking for you. i highkey feel like its his love language? like cooking for you and seeing your eyes light up as it darts back to him after you take your first bite from whatever he cooked just gives him so much happiness. its disgustingly sappy and he doesn't like talking about it. now he understood fully what it meant to see your loved ones eating and being full yourself or some shit. idk how the actual quote goes okay dont come 4 me but u probably get it. anyway the type to always pack you lunch and will get hella mad if you skip meals. "what do you mean you havent eaten yet?" "yeah but i will after i--" "you mean you're going to eat Now?" "what? no maybe later--" "thats it im coming over"

✰ — JAEHYUN would be the type to make you playlists. its really random sometimes he'll send them to you in the early morning for the heck of it bc he cant sleep. most of the time its him being horny lmao the frat boy in him awakening and sending you a playlist called imma blow your back out or something extremely cringey and thirsty pls dont block his sorry ass maybe he'd spell out the words using song titles too! idk jae just rlly strikes me as a guy who's love language is music. "hey babe did you check the playlist i sent you?" "wtf its 4am???" "oh so you havent listened to it yet?" "fuck off" but at the end of the day he'll come over and will use the playlist to,,, you know,,, do the sexy thing ;)

✰ — JUNGWOO always makes sure you walk on the inside of the road. you know when you're walking in the street and he softly nudges your waist? yes. will probably even scold you playfully because with how long its been since you both are together, "babe you always walk on the inside of the road how many times do i have to tell you?" is also the type to remind you to wear your seatbelt immediately after hopping onto his car. would ask you Again while in the middle of the car ride because he forgot that he already asked you earlier. please don't mind him he's just looking out for you bb. "seatbelt?" "yes, babe. already done" "are you sure? i dont think i heard it click--" "babe eyes on the road please" "oh right sorry"

✰ — MARK sends you tiktoks, vines, or memes. this is his love language fite me im calling it. he just wants to see you laugh too okay? thats why he does it. i mean it made him laugh, so maybe it will you laugh too. also because he hopes to make inside jokes with u cuz he believes thats how people really get close and stuff. would definitely love it if you do the same thing with him. you'd be chilling in the sofa while khalid plays on the bluetooth speaker and he'll suddenly go "babe babe babe check this out!" then you both proceed to laugh at a vine for the next thirty minutes <3 #living.the.yn.life

✰ — HAECHAN will do your skincare for you when you're drunk or super tired that you just passed out cold on the bed. would probably come into the room to see you snoring and tutting bc now he has to do it for you again but meh deep down he loves it because he enjoys admiring your sleeping face. its sorta like a healing thing for him? yeah it just washes away all the stress he's feeling and bb is just excited about the idea that this becomes "your thing" with him if u get what im saying? altho the next day he'll probably use it as a leverage to get out of chores :) "no way im not folding our clothes" "and why is that?" "i took your make up off yesterday u know how hard that is? im still tired" "but its literally the next day--" "awww thank you for doing my chores, baby! u the best!" ._.

#nct #nct 127 #jaehyun #taeyong #taeil #johnny #yuta #jungwoo #haechan #mark #doyoung #nct 127 headcanons #nct 127 hcs #nct headcanons #nct 127 imagines #nct 127 scenarios #nct 127 x reader #nct 127 x y/n #nct 127 x you

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writingtoforgetreality · 3 years

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I Remember (Malcolm Bright x Reader)

Request: uM hi saw ur request post while i was scrolling through malcolm bright x reader tag lol so may i request an x reader w malcolm where reader's gil's niece or smth so she and mal know each other before he joined the team- and one day where mal was being a dumbass and reader was told to drive mal home and when she was securing his restraints he jokingly asked her to sing to him aNd she did sing and fell asleep on the bed by opposite mal aND he got a good amount of sleep like no night terrors and next day he accidentally slipped that reader ''slept'' w him and gils just like excuse me wtf?? Djkdkdlsjsjs idk i got this idea when i was staring at the ceiling at 4 am instead of doing my essays that were due in the morningxD sorry its p long. Thanks and have a good day/night (by @iwillboilyourteeth), [Prodigal Son-Masterlist]

Summary: Malcolm got hurt again. What a surprise. And, as always, you were right there to take care of him. Tonight, though, things took a turn. For the better or for the worse? Only the future would tell.

Words: 2,142

Warnings: language, love me some sarcasm, fluff, so much fluff, I love writing for Prodigal Son (keep the requests coming)

Song used: “I Remember” by Jason Manns

If you like my work & wanna support me: a coffee would be highly appreciated ❤

You were sitting in your apartment when your phone started ringing loudly, interrupting your movie marathon. Sighing exaggeratedly, you checked who decided to annoy you at this time. It was not too late but you liked your alone time a lot. Gil. Oh no. That could never be good.

“Uncle Gil. I hope whatever you’re about to tell me is more important than Harry Potter.” pausing the movie you were currently watching, you did not even give him enough time to greet you. A loud sigh could be heard over the phone. One, that made you laugh.

“(Y/N).” his voice was stern & you knew better than to mess with him. Yet, you could not help yourself.

“Yeah, that’s me. You called me, after all.” joking to ease the tension, your giggling was cut short by his next words.

“Malcolm is a dumbass.”

“What a revelation.”

“He’s hurt.” Gil stated. Throwing your head back in frustration, you knew he only called you if he knew it was not too bad. But bad enough to need your help. “I need you to come get him.” it was not even a question, more like an order. Immediately, you grabbed the stuff you needed & headed out of your apartment towards your car.

“Can I yell at him for being reckless?” opening the door, you got inside but before you started the engine, you waited for the call to end. Could not risk getting youself hurt. Malcolm was the stupid one, not you.

“I already did that but I’m sure he’ll appreciate to hear it again.”

“Good.”

“Drive safe.” Gil noted.

“See you in ten.” & with that you drove to the precinct where he would most likely wait for you.

Growing up, you spent a lot of time at Gil’s. Malcolm was there almost always, so you got to meet each other pretty early on. Deep down, you cared for him. More than you should care for a friend. And because of him being a profiler, you were sure he picked up on that as well. Malcolm was just nice enough to not comment on it. Besides, he would tell you that he was too broken anyway. The thing was that it never scared you away. It did the exact opposite, actually. It only made you want him more.

Did you ignore almost every speed limit? Possibly. Your knuckles were white because you had gripped the steering wheel so tightly. One of these days, you would kill Malcolm. He kept getting himself hurt & you were tired of being the one to drive him home afterwards. Of course, you knew Gil only called you because Malcolm trusted you enough but that did not change the fact that you were exhausted.

“What happened?” approaching Gil, your eyes looked around for a sign of Malcolm. “And where the hell is he?”

“Bathroom.” his finger pointed over. “He didn’t call backup & thought dealing with it alone would turn out fine.” Gil was, you could tell, almost as tired as you. Not only of Malcolm acting recklessly but also because of a long day at work.

“What a surprise.” your sarcasm got the best of you. But it helped you coping with your feelings sometimes. “Uncle Gil?” his head snapped up when you said his name.

“Yes?”

“Go home & get some sleep. I got it from here, promise.” your sweet smile was convincing enough & with a nod, he turned around & walked away.

“(Y/N)?” Malcolm noticed you when he walked out of the bathroom. His face was covered in bruised & by the way he was limping, you were sure that his entire body had to be sore. “Where’s Gil?”

“I sent him home.” shrugging as if it were nothing, you gave Malcolm a look. He knew what it meant but apparently, he wanted to play dumb.

“What?” his head tilted slightly & if it were not for his damn puppy eyes & for the fact that he was hurt, you would be the cause of his bruises. Not quite literally but still. Rolling your eyes at him, you crossed your arms over your chest.

“You’re stupid, I hope you know that.”

“I do, but we caught the killer, so it was worth it.” he casually stated.

“Is it really worth risking your life, Mal?” shaking your head shortly, you were not in the mood to discuss this any further. A simple gesture of your hand was enough to show him that you wanted to get going. “Come on, I’m gonna bring you home.”

“You’re mad.” Malcolm noted when the both of you walked outside back to your car. Sighing loudly, you stopped for a brief moment.

“Yes. I’m mad because I can’t even count how many times we’ve been in this exact situation anymore. And it sucks. Because every single time Gil calls me, I think he’ll tell me that you didn’t make it out like you always do.” Malcolm’s eyes widened when you explained how you were feeling. Your body brushing past his made him turn around & follow you without another word. It was silent between you two until you arrived inside Malcolm’s apartment.

“I’m sorry, (Y/N).” he spoke up, his voice much softer now. When you saw him struggling to pull off his coat, you walked over to him to help him out.

“You don’t owe me an apology, Mal.” your back faced him when you went to put his jacket away.

“I do. You always take care of me when shit like that happens. And I wanted you to know that I don’t take that for granted. If I were you, I would’ve stopped caring a long time ago.”

“You know as much as I do that this won’t ever happen.” & it was true. Malcolm could mess up over & over again. Could get himself hurt & all that. But you would always be here to catch him, no matter what.

“I don’t deserve you.” his eyes bore into yours & by the look he gave you, you knew he was not talking about you taking care of him when he was hurt. He was referring to you as a person. Basically, he wanted to make you understand that he was not worthy of your love. Which was bullshit to you.

“You deserve so much & it hurts that you don’t see it.” the conversation dropped for the time being. Navigating your way through his apartment, you looked for something he could wear to bed. Soon enough, you found something suitable & when you walked back into the room ,you found Malcolm already sitting on his bed, head hanging low. He stopped you when he noticed your hands grabbing the shirt he was wearing. Sending him a confused look, your eyebrows raised in question.

“I think I can handle it from here on.” taking the clothes from you, he went to strip himself out of his workwear. Surprisingly, he could not move his body enough to achieve anything.

“Yeah, I can see that. Come on, don’t act like that, Malcolm.” it was not the first time you had helped him undressing. As mentioned earlier, the two of you had been in this situation too many times to count.

It did not take long & he was wearing comfortable clothes. After asking if he needed anything else, you went straight to his restraints & helped strapping him in. It amazed Malcolm how you were not weirded out by the fact that he had to be held down in order to have at least a few hours of sleep.

“(Y/N)?” his voice was barely above a whisper but your humming let him know that you heard him. “Can you sing something for me?” it was meant to be a joke, he simply wanted to ease the tension between you guys. Thinking about it for a second, you came to the conclusion that it would not hurt to do that. Maybe it would help him fall asleep? Malcolm eyes widened when you actually started singing quietly. It was soothing & he closed his eyes to focus solely on your voice.

Hey you, when I saw you walk in there

And I couldn’t help but stare

At the way you move your hands

‘Cause it’s the little things you do that drive me crazy

And now, let’s forget about the crowd

And just concentrate on us

So that you can know what I want you to know

I remember how it started

You had everything I wanted

I was helpless to resist

But I didn’t want to

Only if you would hold me tight

As we talked all through the night

About those things you won’t tell no one else

I know that we’ve got long ways to go

But I want you to know

That I’ll be there till the end, so don’t you worry

I remember how it started

You had everything I wanted

I was helpless to resist

But I didn’t want to

‘Cause I fell in love with you-ou-ou

After you finished, Malcolm still had his eyes closed, he just laid there for a while, recalling the words of the song. He knew what you were trying to tell him but if he had to be honest, he was scared. If the two of you were to try something, he thought you would leave him the moment you realized his demons were too much for someone to handle. Malcolm did not hear you leave his apartment, neither did he feel a movement. Opening his eyes slowly, he found you sound asleep right next to him. Your peaceful form made him smile brightly. Contemplating if he should wake you up, he decided against it in the end. Deep down, he knew you would not judge him he if he had a night terror next to you. And if he were honest, having you with him made him incredibly calm. That night, he fell asleep almost immediately, without any nightmares invading his dreams. The reason for it was you. Only you.

Malcolm woke up early the next morning. Work called. Okay, maybe Gild had told him to take a few days off but everyone who knew Malcolm, knew that he did not listen to such orders. Or any orders, in general. You were still asleep when he loosened his restraints. He left you a note behind before leaving his apartment for work.

“Didn’t I tell you to stay at home?” Gil questioned the second Malcolm entered the office where the rest of the team was already up & working.

“You did but I’m fine.” Gil rolled his eyes at his words. Usually, whenever Malcolm insisted on being fine, he was everything but. Examining his face closer, Gil was shocked to see him so…well rested?

“Wait. How much did you sleep last night? You look unusually awake.”

“Oh, yeah. That’s because I slept with (Y/N) last night.” Malcolm spoke casually & went to examine the pictures that were displayed on the table in the middle of the room. Gil’s eyebrows raised at that. Dani only sent him a weird look & JT almost choked on his coffee at Malcolm’s confession. There were some things he did not want to know & his love life was one of it.

“Excuse me, what now?” Gil was the first one to press the topic further. Everyone knew how protective he could get when it came to you, his niece. When Malcolm turned around, he found three pairs of eyes looking sternly at him. Wait, what did he say? Realization washed over his face & he only now noticed how wrong his words sounded without any given context.

“No, wait…That came out wrong.” closing his eyes briefly, he prepared an explanation for his confused co-workers. “(Y/N) drove me home yesterday & she helped me with my restraints & all. She fell asleep & I didn’t wanna wake her up.” Malcolm’s hands gestured wildly, not wanting to give them the wrong impression of last night’s events. JT pretended to understand what he explained even though he had no idea & frankly, he did not care too much. Malcolm had lost Dani’s interest a while ago, she continued working on the next case. Only Gil was left. He gave Malcolm a knowing look, went over to him & patted him on the shoulder.

“You better take care of her, Bright. Or you have to deal with me.” his threatening smile creeped Malcolm out but he knew Gil was only trying to keep you safe. Maybe you were the right one for him. Last night was proof enough. It was scary to take that next step but on the other hand, he wanted to take that risk. He wanted to give it a try. For the both of you.

Published (04/20/2021) by Cathy

Tags: @octopus5555 (thanks for your support <3)

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Baby it’s cold outside

I’ve been waffling on what stano story to write, but I decided to write a fun little thin about what I call reverseverse. Basically, it’s the reversed monster au me and my friend have for dr stone. It’s been plaguin me for days now.

Stanley blinked awake suddenly, blearily looking around the cold, shadow-thick room until his icy eyes locked on the figure that was undoubtedly the reason he'd suddenly woken up. "Xeno?" He mumbled, turning his head more to face the odd creature that had been following him for almost four years now. Xeno, a mysterious creature with a nasty habit of breaking into Stan's home, stood a few steps away from the soldier's bed. The silver-blonde haired man could feel his black-ice-colored eyes on him though, even in the heavy darkness. "Why are you here?" He asked, doing his best to meet the creature's eyes despite barely being able to make out the sillhouette of his dark clothes in the watery light of the thin moon, "I was cold." He said bluntly, his voice, as always, having a huffy edge to it, but Stanley had learned not to point out how much like a toddler that made Xeno sound like. Instead, the soldier rubbed his pale blue eyes and sighed, "Did you break a window?" "No, I cut out a part of the glass and reached in to unlock it." He sighed again, heavier this time. "Well now there's no reason for you to be inside, it's just as cold as outside." He pointed out to the creature, who huffed. Then, for a moment, he fell back into silence, just standing there, presumably watching as Stan yawned and choked slightly on the painfully cold air he breathed in. His silence continued as Stan rolled onto his elbow and reached onto his bedside table for his cigarettes and lighter. It was only after the ex-soldier had managed to light one of his smokes and breath in a warm drag of nicotine that Xeno spoke once more, "Let me under the covers with you." Stan nearly choked at the blunt demand, "Excuse me?" He asked through coughs, doing his best to give the intruder his best 'wtf' look, "It's cold, I'll die if I'm too cold, and your bedroom window is broken. Your bed is the warmest spot in this house, so, let me under the covers with you." The creature explained as Stan regained his breath, "Damn, you could a-" "Finish that joke and I will cut your stomach open to use you like a Tauntaun." "Xeno" Stanley snapped, listening to Xeno throw his arms up grumpily, "Just let me lay down with you! I'm freezing, Stanley!" Xeno demanded, sounding close to a tantrum now.

For a moment or two, the duo sat in another silence, Stan enjoying the fact that, for once, he seemed to be the one in power here. However, he wasn't completely cruel, so, after a tense few moments, he lifted his comforter, jumping a bit when Xeno about bolted under. "Jesus, Xee, no need to- OW that's my stomach! Xeno, you're knee is right on my ribs!" The soldier ended up reaching under and gently tossing the monster off of him and onto the spare width of mattress after the oddball nearly kneed him in the groin. Xeno didn't say or do anything aside from growl at him, giving Stan a moment to rub the ache from his ribs and stomach before wriggling back over to squish himself into his side. "Y'know, there's a fair amount of bed left closer to the wall," Stan told him before taking another drag of his cigarette and flicking the cherry into the ashtray stationed on his bedside table. "Your body heat is highly efficient for me to warm up." Xeno responded, and that was that. They didn't say anything else while Stan finished his cigarette and put it out to begin getting situated around the figure now sharing his blanket. Shockingly, Xeno hadn't lied. Stan could feel the slimmer male shivering against him, despite seeming to be swaddled in at least two layers of coats. So, he took a bit of pity on the monster, putting his arm on the other side of the man and letting him lay his head on his shoulder to breath while keeping the rest of his body firmly against Stan's side for the remainder of the winter night.

#Stano #Stan x Xeno #dr stone #drst #dr stone au #monsterverse #reverseverse #au

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louweasleymalfoy · 3 years

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Masterlist

•••

I am currently eating with the squad in the Slytherin table. It was me, Blaise, Crabbe, and Goyle here today and my boyfriend, Draco and Pansy are nowhere to be found.

Even if we are in the same friend group, me and Pansy never really liked each other. She hated me for dating Draco. The feeling was mutual. I hated it when Pansy would try to flirt with him, though Draco never really acknowledged her

Dinner was almost over and Draco's still not here. Odd. Maybe he's busy? I sighed, convinced that he's probably doing something important

Dinner came to an end and me and the others finally went to the dungeons. I climbed up the stairs that led to the dorm I shared with Pansy.

I were about to open the door until I heard moans coming from the room. I scrunched up my face in disgust.

Gross. Did Pansy really have to bring a boy to our room. UGH, I facepalmed

I was about to walk away, maybe just go to Draco's room since he has his own room. That is until I heard the name she was moaning

"Ugh! Draco! Fuck"

Is this the reason why they skipped dinner?

My eyes widened and without even thinking, I opened the door. And there was Draco and Pansy. Pansy was smirking when she saw me while Draco had an emotionless face

I quickly left the room and went to Blaise's instead. Blaise basically had his own room since Draco moved out of there.

I cried and explained to Blaise everything that happened and he comforted me until I fell asleep. I am like a sister to Blaise so he didn't really mind letting me sleep in the other bed in his room

*Time skip

I was sat at great hall next to Blaise. I didn't really want to go but Blaise forced me. Blaise was talking with a fellow Slytherin while I played with my food.

Pansy and Draco was missing again... Well more like Pansy was missing because Draco just walked in.

He had bags under his eyes and sat next to me.

"Hey Babe" He said, smiling. He leaned in to kiss my cheek but I pushed him away

"What the fck is wrong with you!? Don't you 'hey babe' me!" I shouted, almost everyone in the great hall was looking at me

"What? Are you okay love? what's gotten into you? You know...I am tired, not even having the energy to eat, but I decided to go here just to see you and you're acting strange" Draco said, looking a bit annoyed

"What's gotten into me? Wow Malfoy how could you forget so easily? You know what? You're right. You're tired. You're probably fcking tired from screwing Parkinson last night! I saw you okay, with my own two eyes and you just stare at me. How dare you cheat on me Malfoy! I'm done. We.Are.Done!" I said getting up and leaving the great hall to curl up and cry in my dorm, hoping Pansy wasn't there

Draco sat there with his jaw dropped and a small tear on his face. He looked at Blaise but he only gave a disapproving look.

"You know what dude? I don't understand why you did it. But stay away from Y/N. You're my best friend but she is also like a sister to me and I don't want her to get hurt even more" Blaise glared at him and went to his class

Draco ran to his dorm and cried. After crying his eyes out, he sat on his bed and got lost in his thought

She said she saw me. She said I cheated and that she saw me fcking Parkinson. How is that even possible! I didn't even talk to Parkinson yesterday.

I was staying up all night, making homework and thinking of an anniversary gift for Y/N.

This is crazy. I would never cheat on her. Something isn't right and I need to get to the bottom of this

•••

Three days later...

It was three days after the break up. It was a Saturday and today was supposed to be me and Draco's second anniversary and I felt miserable.

I was walking through the halls, not looking at where I'm going, and bumped into someone

"Ow! Watch where you're going!" It was Pansy....and she's with Draco

"Oh my! look at who we've got here. It's poor lil Y/L/N, what? Are you sad that Drakee-poo chose me? I've always told you. Dracy would choose me because I am prettier than you and you are nothing!" Pansy said in that annoying high pitched voice and laughed

I was about to cry but I was holding it in...that is until I saw Draco. He was laughing as well and I felt tears fall down my cheeks

"Awwww are u crying? Boo hoo. It sucks to be you" She laughed again

"Oh yeah? Well you're a slut! Stealing someone's boyfriend because you're nothing but a whore!"

Pansy was furious

"why you!" She raised her hand, about to slap me

I prepared for the impact, but it never came. When I opened my eyes, I saw Draco stopping Pansy's wrist tightly and— HOLD ON! THERE ARE TWO DRACOS!!!

WTF IS GOING ON IN HERE!?

Pansy looked confused as well, looking at Draco beside her, and at the other Draco who was holding her wrist

I was about to say something until i noticed something wrong with the Draco besides Pansy. He was changing appearance until he became his old self again, it was Theodore Nott.

I was confused, until realization hit me. POLYJUICE POTION!

Pansy shrieked. Realizing that she was with Theodore the whole time and ran.

Draco was FURIOUS! and was about to go after them until I stopped him

He looked at me and his face softened

"Y/N! Oh my god, I swear i didn't cheat on you! I would never do that because I love you so much! I came here to tell you that the Draco you saw Pansy was with wasn't me but then I saw her about to hurt you. Are you okay?" He said cupping my cheeks

" Yes Dray I'm fi—" he cut me off

" Oh god...she didn't do anything else did she? I love you very very much and i swear that if I sa—"

I cut him off by smashing my lips to his. We kissed for a while until we had to break away from each other for air.

"You don't have to explain Draco. I understand." I smiled at him and pecked him

"Oh! I almost forgot!" He said, reaching for his pockets. He pulled out a box and handed it to me

"What's this?"

"Just open it" He smiled

I opened it and saw a locket inside. It was beautiful emerald locket. When I opened it, there is a moving picture of me and Draco laughing

Draco took it from me and helped me put it on.

"That night...when you thought I was cheating on you...I was actually thinking of a gift for you"

He took my hand in his and kissed it

"I love you more than anything Y/N and I will never let anything come between us. I want to spend my future with you and be able to call you my wife someday. Happy Anniversary Love"

I teared up and smiled. I got up on my tippy toes and kissed him with all I got. We stayed there in the empty hallway for a while, just staring at each other

Unbeknownst to us, Blaise was in the corner and saw everything that happened. He shaked his head, smiling, and left us alone

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Can I request sth more fluffy? Middle of the night cuddle with my boi Tim and fem!reader (*^*). You wrote some good spice now can I ask for some sugar?

Christmas party

Tim drake x reader

Christmas series 1

It was a cold still night in Gotham. One where the moon was visible and the air was crisp. You snuggled under your blankets on your with your heaters on high but you had a bone chill that wouldn’t disappear easily. You shivered and wished Tim was there.

He had patrol. The city never slept and this was a prime night for crime. It was a perfect night. Or a Gotham perfect night anyways. He had given you a quick kiss and literally jumped off your fire escape. Your scream was caught in your throat as you watched him rappel away. It never got easier to watch. It didn’t help you sleep either.

Your eyes finally started to get tired and your comfort watch-a-hundred-times Netflix show wasn’t holding your attention anymore and you fell asleep. The street below was surprisingly quiet even.

You woke to the sounds of something or someone outside your window. You couldn’t see out because of the closed curtains. You quickly looked at your clock. It was only 2 AM. He was usually out until 4. You reached for the bat you kept by the bed and quietly stood up as the window opened. Your heart beat quickly and you clenched the bat. Tim had been very certain that you should swing on sight of an intruder. Use the element of surprise.

Legs slid into your apartment and you swung. Hard. A soft “oof” sounded and they grabbed your bat.

“Sunshine, it’s me! It’s Tim,” he whispered loudly. You relaxed. “Good hit though.” Groan.

“Sorry Timmy! Are you okay?” You asked turning on a lamp. He stood in his suit, his cowl still on. He pulled it off.

“I’m fine. I’m just glad you protected yourself,” Tim said pulling off his suit. He put it in the hamper and came up to you. He gave you a little kiss. You moved to hold his hips and he hissed and pulled away. You pulled back.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I just kinda got shot today,” Tim answered lightly and you gasped. “It didn’t go through the suit though. I’m fine. Just a bruise. Not even a bone bruise. I swear.”

You looked at him in the lamp light and there was a blue bruise forming on his hip. “Timmy, what happened?”

“I didn’t duck,” he joked and you blanched. “Just some drug dealers. Red Hood was there and he took care of it. That’s why I’ve got the night off. Not the bruise. Sorta the bruise,” Tim grimaced as he climbed in bed.

“Red Hood then shot out their kneecaps and said that he’d shoot any criminals on sight if they were out tonight. Said it was ‘fucking Christmas so go the fuck home.’ So B thought it was best to have the night off of Red Robin,” Tim said laying flat. Your eyebrows rose at that one. He tried to hide a tiny groan as he adjusted to be more comfortable. You laid beside him careful not to touch him.

“Does this hurt,” you asked, gently leaning against his arm. You’d rather full on cuddle but you didn’t want to hurt him. Tim moved and pulled you close to him from the waist up.

“I’m okay. Don’t worry about me. It’s late. Let’s get some sleep,” he said rubbing his thumb on your back. You rested your head on his chest.

“Yeah, but I’m definitely worried about you because you got shot. Please, be careful,” you pleaded. He had a hard time looking you in the eyes. Guilt over making you worrying was a bitch.

“Of course, always. I’ll at least have patrol off for a few days. Give me a kiss,” Tim said hopefully. You leaned over and kissed him delicately like he was breakable. He was so strong but still only a human.

“If anything happens to you, I’ll beat Batman up myself.”

“That’s the nicest and most ridiculous thing you’ve ever said. We’ll hang out tomorrow, before the Christmas party, okay Sunshine?” Tim said with his eyes already closed. He was severely sleep deprived and wasn’t going to be up much longer.

“Sure, Tim,” you whispered as his breathing evened in sleep.

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All morning, you both laid in bed and watched tv. Tim tried to get a little handsy but his hip was in more pain than he had anticipated and one touch by your hand had him almost jumping out of the bed in pain. It really was black and blue. But this was a rare moment to just cuddle with him and you weren’t missing it for the world. Tim was on the phone most of the afternoon.

The weather had changed from nice to sleet but the time you were getting ready for the party. You had changed and were finishing your look. Tim was throwing on a sweater and watch you had gotten him for his birthday. He pushed his hair back before it flopped right back in place.

“You’re beautiful,” he said suddenly like he was finally watching you. He meant it as a compliment but it came out almost like ‘who knew?’ You gave him an eyebrow. “You know what I mean. You look great tonight,” Tim said with some pink around his cheeks.

“Thanks,” you said giving him a kiss on the cheek. He groaned and wiped the lipstick off his pale skin. You smirked. He walked over to the coat rake with just the slightest stiffness to his walk to show how bruises up he was.

“Are you ready? Don’t forget your coat. It’s nasty out there. I think we might have to stay over at the manor tonight,” Tim said grimacing. “It’s okay right now but if it gets worse..”

“You sure?” You asked. You didn’t want to miss it but if the weather was awful you didn’t want to chance an accident.

“Yeah we’ll be fine. I can drive through just about any weather,” Tim said with a wink. You grabbed your coat and left.

Nude hose was a bad idea. It was frigid outside. You should have worn the fleece lined thick tights you had considered as you were shivering in Tim nice red sport coupe.

Wayne manor couldn’t come in view fast enough and you happily ran up the stairs and in the house from the parking garage. Tim chuckled and then grimaced when he tried to catch up.

“Careful on your bruise,” you reminded him. He nodded. The house was much warmer than outside. Alfred warmly invited you into the study. Bruce, and Duke were already hanging out. They were talking about movies and Tim jumped in. He didn’t get much free time but when he did, he was a huge nerd.

Damian and his friend? Girlfriend? Walked in and started playing chess.

Dinner was served in the dinning room. Alfred always made amazing food. A traditional mushroom soup. Apparently Bruce’s mother had it as a Christmas tradition and, while the boys barely touched theirs, Bruce happily enjoyed it.

You saw Jason and his date before he cleared his throat from your seat at the table. Alfred was so happy and quickly ushered them to their seat at the table. Tim held your hand as often as he could as the meal continued. His long fingers stroked the inside of your palm in a soothing way. Whether it was for you or him, you couldn’t tell.

Down at the other end of the table, Dick said something loudly and it took you a second to realize what was going on. He was proposing. Tim had a little smile as Dick stuttered his way through his words. That was new.

She looked at the box in shock. She wasn’t going to say no was she?!? You couldn’t handle the stress and you gripped Tim’s hand tightly. Dick literally pleaded for an answer and that broke the spell she seemed to be under and she said yes.

Kisses. Applause. Champagne.

Tim lightly squeezed your hand that you had relaxed and he smiled at you. You both were young enough that a proposal wasn’t an awkward thing to watch. You were seen as just too young. Dick and his new fiancé retired for the night and the party was moved to the parlor.

You sat on a stool by the billiards table. Tim and Jason immediately began playing a game while you talked to his girlfriend and Cass.

“So if I win,” Jason said a full hour later. By this time, Damian’s girlfriend had fallen asleep on his shoulder and Bruce had announced the storm too bad to travel. “I get the penthouse.”

“Sure Jay. That’s Bruce’s. But I’m willing to gamble it,” Tim said throwing his hands up at the ridiculousness.

“I accept terms,” Bruce said. Both boys looked at him surprised. “Whoever wins gets the penthouse.”

Jason narrowed his eyes at Bruce and Tim gave you a wtf look but neither questioned the decision. Jason played seriously. He was a natural. His rough upbringing had him playing pool in many hazy bars as a kid as well as the occasional trip to a bar on the weekend he enjoyed regularly. Tim just didn’t have time to play games. Plus he had a nasty bruise on his hip. Jason won the game easily.

“So the penthouse is mine?” Jason asked. Bruce nodded and shrugged. Tim softly coughed in his hand.

“If you’ll live in it,” Bruce said. Damian was carefully carrying his girlfriend upstairs.

“Deal.”

“I guess, deal?” Tim said confused. “Though you should owe me. You’re the one that got me shot.”

“What?! You got him shot?” You asked loudly. Tim blanched.

“Not my fault,” Jason defended.

“Literally your fault,” Tim countered.

“What did you do?” Jason’s girlfriend asked looking at him suspiciously. He offered her a sheepish smile.

“I might have said ‘what are you gonna do, shoot us?’ I meant me. Not Tim! He also has a bulletproof suit,” Jason said.

“That’s not in the report,” Bruce said slowly and both boys flinched.

“Good night everybody. Merry Christmas,” Jason said pulling his date from the room.

“We’ll talk tomorrow,” Bruce called down the hall. Everyone else took it as a cue that the party was over.

You moved upstairs to Tim’s old bedroom. A My Chemical Romance poster and Dragon Ball Z poster hung on the back of his door as the only personal items. You smirked at him when you saw it.

“I forgot that was there,” Tim groaned reaching for it. His pale skin was flush with embarrassment. You grabbed his arm.

“Leave it. It’s cute. It’s got personality,” you said with a laugh. He rolled his eyes.

“Yeah. A complete nerd,” he said looking away.

“And you think you’ve changed since? You wear Spider-Man boxers under your suit sometimes,” you whispered in his ear.

“How do you know that?”

“When I pull them off of you..” you winked.

“Speaking of, having a hot girlfriend isn’t exactly nerdy,” Tim said getting a little handsy.

“Are you trying to get laid in your childhood bedroom?” You asked fake scandalized. He pulled you closer.

“Maybe.”

“Very nerdy to try and get in my pants right now with anime posters on the wall, Timbers,” you said pulling him towards the bed and into a kiss before he could protest.

#fns #dc #Tim drake #tim drake x reader #red robin x reader #Red Robin #yum #Tim drake fluff #timothy jackson drake #red hood

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zer0-is-me · 3 years

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Chapter 2 - Izuku and Katsuki

Chapter 1, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5

A/N:

Hi there! This is chapter two of... I need a name for this. Uhm, nevermind, if this gets more attention we'll figure it out then. That's a job for future me. Anywho, this is literally for those few people who liked my work and that one person who commented (tysm that made my day <3). Um, here goes writing the next chapter :D hope you enjoy!

Previously:

Eraserhead took a step towards him, and Izuku started to accept that maybe he just wasn't made for vigilantism, when a small something fell between them, clanging loudly in the quiet night.

After a beat, Izuku cocked his head and began, " What the hell-"

And it exploded.

Let it never be said that Katsuki knew what he was doing.

He never claimed that.

Sure, it had been a conscious decision when he started his... nighttime activities, but that didn't mean he had anything actually planned or thought out. At first, the nights were just him wandering around, saving a few people, and going back home at, what, 12AM? 1AM? At first he thought it was late; he should have gone to bed at 8:30PM. But then he thought that maybe it was worth it. Honestly, he wasn't so sure about the whole being-a-hero idea anymore, after... the incident, so why should it matter so much?

But then heroes started to actually pay attention to him. People started to pay attention to him. And his name began to be the one people called out at night when they needed help. This also meant that heroes went after him, too (he found that extremely annoying).

Katsuki wasn't sure why he was doing it.

(Maybe it was for a bit of personal atonement.

For the harm he had done in the past.)

Either way, when he had wandered into another neighbourhood for the night, searching for a lead on a case he had caught wind about, he hadn't been expecting to find another vigilante.

Vigilantes like him were rare; vigilantes who did proper good and did well in the job too, not killing, bitter ones (*cough* Stain, *cough cough*).

He wasn't completely sure why he did it. Sure, he was softer and kinder at night, for some reason, but he still wouldn't help someone who was being targeted by heroes. Let alone a hero he, himself, had been targeted by before as well.

He had been scaling a building with one of his support items, when he realised that someone was already up there - correction; two were. He was about to scale back down, unnoticed, when he overheard a familiar voice.

Huh. He didn't think the hobo's patrolling routes crossed over to this neighbourhood.

" Look, just come peacefully, and you might have a shorter sentence in jail," he heard Eraserhead say. " I honestly think you're doing good, but it's still against the law."

Oh, so there's another vigilante here. Well, if they were gonna get captured by a hero, they probably weren't good enough to be a vigilante anyway. Although, if Eraserhead himself had said they were doing good...

A robotical, glitchy voice answered. Either a quirk or a voice changer, like him.

" Awww, I'm so happy the one and only Eraserhead appreciates my efforts!" Katsuki heard them coo.

They seem nice enough, for a vigilante, so far, he had thought. No killing yet, anyway. Though, he also knew that looks could deceive. He decided not to intervene until he deemed it necessary.

Eraserhead's voice came again, " Yeah, well, I've been on your case for a while now, so I know firsthand how helpful you can be."

The smile was evident in the vigilante's warped voice. The tone was softer, too. " Then don't turn me in. You and I both know crime rates have dropped since I've appeared."

It was silent for a moment, and Katsuki wondered if something had happened. He was about to climb up and check when Eraserhead finally spoke.

" I'm sorry, I can't do that and you know it. It's my job," Eraserhead genuinely sounded sorry. Katsuki heard a quiet slap on concrete, and his mind provided that the hero had taken a step forward.

Internally, Katsuki was having an argument with himself.

He should help them escape. They're doing good, it would be wrong to take a real hero off of these streets.

But, on the other hand, he didn't know this vigilante. He wouldn't save a random lawbreaker! What if he'd misinterpreted the situation? What if this was a villain, and not a vigilante?

Another quiet noise of a foot hitting floor made him groan quietly at how weak-willed he was against himself.

Fuck it.

He grabbed one of his home made smoke bombs from his belt and lobbed it over the top of the roof. It made a loud clang in the quiet night.

After a moment, he vaguely heard the glitching voice of the presumed vigilante say, " What the hell-"

But he was already scaling the last meter of the wall quickly and didn't pay it much attention. With the trigger for the smoke bomb in hand, he pressed the button and heard the bang of it going off.

He leaped onto the roof top and grabbed the vigilante's arm, pulling him away from the smoke and where Eraserhead was trying to wave it away.

When at first the vigilante resisted, he growled quietly, " Do you want to get away, or not?!"

" ... Fine," the vigilante muttered, letting Katsuki lead them away and towards the edge of the roof, behind the hero.

Not waiting for the other to catch up, he let go of their arm and leaped onto the next building, blunting the force with a roll. He began running to the side quickly.

If the other vigilante couldn't catch up, that was their problem.

And yet not a second later, he heard a soft thud and the shuffle of clothes behind him, then the thump of feet joining his.

He jumped onto another building roof and looked behind him, still running. The other vigilante jumped down behind him, their head down, hood covering their hair and eyes.

Behind them, Eraserhead was only just recovering from the smoke and had realised they were gone. He only looked out after them and didn't make a move to follow, however. He must've known they were already too far away. Katsuki looked forwards again and leaped onto the next building.

When he deemed them far enough, he slowed down on one of the taller roofs and dangled his feet off of the edge. When the other vigilante saw this, they slowed down, almost confused. Katsuki felt their calculating gaze on him.

When it had been a few seconds, Katsuki thought that they'd just leave him there in peace. But then-

They sat next to him, feet also dangling off of the edge.

Well, not close to him, fortunately for Katsuki. They sat a few meters away, out of reach if either decided to try something.

A few minutes of silence passed, save for their quiet breathing and the occasional car driving past. Katsuki knew he should get up and carry on the reason he was here; to find clues on the case, but he couldn't bring himself to.

It- it was peaceful, for once. No villains trying to kill him. No suffocating adults or peers praising him not for he, himself, but his quirk. No yells or punches from someone he should trust and be loved by. No chaotic thoughts ripping through his mind, making him doubt and panic.

It was peaceful.

Well, for a while, at least.

" Why did you do that?"

The vigilante had finally spoken up, and Katsuki nearly missed it.

" Hah?" He sideglanced the other vigilante, looking at him properly for the first time.

His eyes were hidden by a dark visor and the shadows of his hood, the rest of his face covered by a black surgical mask. His hood was black with toxic green accents on the rim, and it attached to a black, obviously oversized hoodie. He had a belt which held small pouches and items, and what looked like a bow staff attached to his back. He wore black sweatpants and black trainers. He also wore tight-fitting combat gloves, like Katsuki himself.

" Why did you do it?" the vigilante repeated. " You don't know me, I don't know you. I could be a villain, for all you know. Wait, are you a villain?!"

" I'm not a fucking villain, dumb fuck," Katsuki grumbled, eyes sliding back to the floor all the way down. " And I don't know why I did it. I just fuckin' did."

The other hummed. " ... Well, thanks. I owe you one."

" Damn right you do," he replied.

" Are you always this rude?"

Katsuki turned his head and raised his eyebrows. " Are you always this annoying?"

They huffed a chuckle and crossed their arms. " ... So... What are you?"

Katsuki's expression pinched, as if saying, ' Wtf?'.

" What the hell is that question? What, am I supposed to say a motherfucking fairy?"

The other waved his hands about. " No, no! That's not what I meant! I mean, are you a vigilante? A villain? A hero?"

Katsuki gave him another unimpressed stare, then sighed. " You're fucking hopeless." ("Hey!")

" Let's see, I threw a smoke bomb at a hero and made sure the idiot who was about to get caught by him wasn't caught. I'm pretty sure I'm not a hero," he deadpanned. " And I literally just said I'm not a villain."

" Well, I mean, you could be lying," the other shrugged.

" If I was a fucking villain," Katsuki said, his patience wearing thin, " Then I definitely wouldn't have saved your hopeless ass. I'd say killing you would be a better course of action if I were a villain. I'm considering it now, actually."

The hooded figure ignored the last comment.

" A bit mean, but I get the point, I guess," they said. " So you're a vigilante. Cool, I haven't seen a decent one like me in ages. But, I haven't seen you around here before? Are you new?"

Katsuki scoffed. " Fuck, no. I've been in this for, what, two, three years? I'm from the neighbourhood nearby. Don't ask. What about you? Never heard of you before."

" You don't know my name, how can you be sure you've never heard of me before?" they deadpanned.

" Because I don't care."

The vigilante snorted. " I'm really feeling the love and kindness coming off of you in waves."

" Shut the fuck up," the blonde rolled his eyes. " Fine, what's your name, then, dumbass?"

" It's definitely not 'dumbass'," the other muttered (" Again, I couldn't give less shits."), before offering his hand and saying, " Kibo, the vigilante of hope! Pleased to meet you!"

Katsuki stared at the newly named, 'Kibo's, hand, before ignoring it completely. He stood up, stretching, and turned to leave.

He paused right before he was about to jump to the floor, and sighed.

" Name's Valour. If we're doing your cringe-y ass shit, the vigilante of courage and bravery."

As an afterthought, he added, " And, no, I'm not using your name, dumb fuck."

And then, he was gone.

A/N:

I have decided.

I'm keeping the second A/Ns, and you cant stop me. u dont fuckin control me.

anywayyyyy, this went on longer than I was expecting. Sorry bout that lol. Betcha didn't see Kacchan coming in all his explosive glory, tho.

Ugh i couldn't find a nickname for izu from baku without using his appearance (which, obviously, I couldn't do, even if i wanted to call him 'broccoli reject') so i just stuck with 'dumb fuck' :D It might change, it might not, who knows?

Remember to comment or do that heart thing-y-ma-jigy! Like it? Hate it? Tell me about it! I want to hear your opinions.

Alright bye byeee, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and remember that you deserve the world! Tell yourself that everyday, otherwise here's me saying it and hoping you'll remember it everyday. Because it's true :) Have a great day!! <3

Oh, and @mymanbakugou :D (if anyone wants to be tagged for future chapters, just say so! <3)

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ok concept: what if reader and tom have an adjoining hotel room while filming and she’s getting ready for bed one night and she hears him say her name so she goes in to see what’s up and he was jerking off 🥵🥵🥵 and she’s like OH SORRY and leaves and then goes back in later to apologize and they end up fucking??? pls the thought of him getting himself off is so hot to me reader would think so too

If you can... please write something about Tom jerking off like you think he does. I’m, wow, I’m a thirsty bitch wtf haha. 🥵

okay, so I’ve combined these two requests together! I hope you’ll like them 💕

NSFW UNDER THE CUT! also unprotected sex (please wrap it before you tap it!)

it had been a long day of rehearsal for both Tom and you, since you’d both signed on to make this film. You both got back to the hotel where there had been a slight mix-up so you did technically have your own room. The only snag was that it was an adjacent room with Tom.

You were in the bathroom removing your makeup after your long meeting knowing that you were free to laze around all you wanted now. You knew Tom’s schedule was free for the remainder of the day and just as you were going over to your bed to get your phone, you could hear him call your name.

Your brows furrowed and you walked closer to the door that adjoined your rooms, hearing the way he was saying your name louder. It wasn’t anything you thought twice of before opening the door and the sight that greeted you made you freeze in your tracks.

Tom laying in the middle of his bed, completely naked with a thin sheen of sweat covering his body, eyes tightly screwed shut and lip bitten raw as he fucked his hips up into his hand that was fisting his cock desperately. Tiny whines and whimpers leaving his mouth and you felt them go straight to your core.

“Sorry!” You yelped and his eyes shot open staring at you and jaw dropped open in horror and mortification, just as you said that you could see him tense up and his body convulsed. The loudest moan you’d ever heard slipped past his lips as his cock started erupting white, thick ribbons of cum that coated his hand and lower abdomen, painting it white and you felt your pussy tighten at the sight.

You tried averting your eyes anywhere but at him to give the illusion of privacy, but it was too late. This was a picture that would be forever ingrained in your mind. Everything happened within seconds, but to you it felt like a small eternity, playing on a loop the way he looked like as he came.

“I-gonna, uh yeah,” You stumbled over your feet backing into your room again, shutting the door quickly and falling back against it feeling so many conflicting emotions swirl inside of you.

You’d just seen your best friend, the person you trusted more than anyone in the world, cum, moaning your name as he did. The way your name had been called through broken moans and whimpers made your nipples harden through your bra and your panties absolutely drenched. You couldn’t lie and say you hadn’t gotten off at the thought of him either. He was just your type too, everyone knew about your crush you had on him too.

Ever since your audition you and Tom had always had a very flirty friendship, it just came naturally and so easy to you both. To be that way around each other. It didn’t hurt how fucking gorgeous he was either, you were incredibly attracted to him, it wasn’t just his looks that made him attractive in your eyes.

It was the whole package deal, from the way he’d always greet every single cast and crew at rehearsals. Sometimes he’d stop by with doughnuts and cinnamon buns for everyone.

To the way he always, always made sure to learn everyone's name and a fact about them so he could easily strike up a conversation with them whenever he wasn’t filming.

You’d asked him about it once and he’d simply replied with “I’m not any better than anyone else here. It doesn’t cost anything to be a decent human being.” and that was that. But it stuck with you for a very long time and you realised there was more to Tom than just his good looks.

You tried gathering your thoughts and what you’d just seen but your mind was a jumbled mess and all you could replay was the way he he looked as he came. Eyes rolled back, hips rutting against his hand. The way his cum dribbled down his fist to his belly pooling there and how badly you wanted to lick it all off him.

Since seeing that, your pussy was aching and you were so wet you could feel it with every movement you made causing you to let out a small whine.

As much as you had tried to stop thinking about it, how could you? It simply wasn’t going to happen, and as hot as it had been. It still felt like a violation of his privacy and you had to talk to him about it, the very least you owed him an apology.

So here you were, knocking on the adjoining door anxiously waiting for him to open. God, you hoped he was inside and still awake, you wouldn’t be able to sleep if you didn’t at least try and apologise.

Just as you were about to go back to your room, the door opened to reveal a freshly-showered Tom clad in a mere towel. Oh for all that is holy.

“Hey,” He said in slight surprise and you had to force yourself to look into his eyes and not let your eyes wander down the rest of his body.

“Hi,” You softly murmured.

“You okay?” He asked seeing your nervous and anxious state and you exhaled, keeping eye contact with him.

“I jus- I need to apologise to you. For-for earlier, walking in on you doing...that,” You explained, bouncing your weight from one foot to the other feeling mostly embarrassment. His eyebrows shot up and his cheeks turned crimson at the reminder.

“Oh,” He said rubbing the back of his neck. His muscles and abs flexing with the movement and you couldn’t help but stare at him for a second too long.

“It’s okay,” He breathed out seeing the way your gaze dropped to his naked torso. As much as he was mortified at what had happened, he couldn’t help but love the way you were staring at him. Your gaze on him fed him as he dropped his hand to the front of his towel as if he was about to let it fall to the floor and your mouth went dry.

“Do you uh, want a replay?” He bravely asked and your eyes shot up to his in shock.

“W-what?” Your surprise was the thing he needed to turn this to his advantage. He’d always found you fucking gorgeous and the way you two would flirt let him know that you felt the same.

“I know you think I’m hot and so are you,” He began, suddenly sounding so much cockier and full of his usual confidence that alone had you soaked.

“-yes,” You cut off sounding far too eager and he smirked, walking over to the bed beckoning you over as he got comfortable on it.

Your heart was in your throat and you could feel your wetness increasing with every step you took getting closer to the bed.

“I’ve thought about you so many times getting myself off,” He admitted and you felt your pussy clench at the confession.

“What do you think of? What am I doing?” Your voice coming out more breathy than before and he looked at you biting his lip as you crawled on the bed, closer to him.

“You uhm, ah shit, you’re sucking my cock,” He trailed off as you removed your shirt throwing it somewhere on the floor being left in your bra. You saw him swallow thickly, eyes immediately drawn to your pushed up tits. You knew you had a great set of tits so why not show them off?

“Yeah? Am I doing a good job?” You purred as you teasingly ran your fingers over his torso, your nails dragging along the ridges of his abs hearing the way his breathing turned laboured and you grinned to yourself for leaving him in such a state in a short amount of time.

“The best job,” He whined untying the towel letting it fall to the sides revealing his impressive cock.

Your mouth watered seeing that it was already leaking at the tip, dribbling down the sides of his length.

“Fuck,” You breathed scooting closer and lightly running your finger over the sensitive head making him whine and twitch against your touch.

“You’ve got the prettiest cock, want my mouth all over it,” You whispered glancing at him seeing his eyes darken.

“Yes, fuck yes,” He enthusiastically nodded and you smiled to yourself, letting your fingers tease the head and slit hearing him whine and gasp. Hips already rolling, wanting more of your touch.

“You forgot the magic word,” You grinned moving your head down closer to his cock, letting him feel your breath fall over it.

“Please, darlin’ please,” He moaned softly as his fingers fell to the side of his body, desperately fisting the sheets as you let gravity take over and you engulfed his cock in your mouth. Slowly sinking down on him, inch by inch as the noises he was making filled the room.

“Mmh yes baby,” He hissed as you bobbed your head up and down, letting your spit make the glide easier. Your fingers lightly teasing the insides of his thighs as he whined high in his throat. You increased your sucking, taking him further and faster in your mouth, loving the way it felt when he held onto your hair, gripping it eagerly.

“Fuck my mouth, make a mess of me,” You encouraged hearing him let out an absolutely feral noise at that. You let out a soft moan feeling him tangle his fingers in your hair and keeping it still as he started thrusting up into your mouth, hesitant at first.

When he heard you let out a moan, he started really going for it as his cock his the back of your throat and you made sure to keep looking up at him, tears leaking from the corner of your eyes as you let him fuck your throat.

The noises it dragged from his lips had you more soaked than you’d ever been before, your pussy throbbed and all you wanted was for him to fuck you raw.

“Oh my god,” He gasped as he repeatedly fucked into your mouth. You felt him start to tremble so you moaned around him, hand cupping his balls squeezing and massaging them. That was all he needed to let go and spill down your throat with a cry, shouting your name. His voice was ruined from the way he moaned and whimpered.

You pulled off him with a pop, wiping your mouth glancing up at him seeing how wrecked he was and it made you feel so good about yourself. Knowing you could bring him to his knees, turning him into a whiny and moaning mess for you.

“That was incredible,” He panted and you basked in the praise feeling your cheeks burn.

“Thank you,” You smiled shyly moving up so that you were straddling him.

He brought your face closer to his cupping your face as your lips met in a frenzied kiss, full of heat and desire.

“Mmh, fuck, wanna eat you out,” He moaned against your lips.

“Please,” You whined grinding your hips against him making him moan. You felt him kiss your neck and his hand went to your hip, helping you grind against him. As his other hand slid into your panties and you whined when he came in contact with your dripping pussy.

“Christ baby, you’re soaked for me aren’t you?” His voice was like a drug as his fingers easily spread your folds and slid his fingers inside of you.

“Oh fuck,” You cried out digging your fingers into his back, hiding your face in his neck letting the pleasure wash over you as he continued to fuck his fingers into you. Long, sure strokes that left you breathless and your eyes closing, desperately humping his fingers for more. The second his thumb started rubbing your clit was when you started coming undone, waves of pleasure consuming you.

“Tom, ah s-shit,” You moaned feeling your pussy clench around his fingers, he was stroking your g-spot over and over causing your breath to quicken and your thighs tremble.

“Yeah that’s it baby, cum for me, show me what a good girl you can be when you cum,” He coaxed and you whined sucking your lip between your teeth as you came all over his fingers.

“Fuck,” You gasped feeling your body quiver from the aftershocks as you lazily kissed his neck before pulling your head out of the crook of his neck seeing him licking his fingers clean.

“You taste so sweet,” He smiled, a smirk replacing the smile as he caught you staring at him.

You leaned forward kissing him fiercely, tasting yourself on his tongue and you pushed him down on the bed, so he was flat on his back.

“Want you to fuck me,” You murmured against his lips before breaking the kiss and you quickly shed the remaining pieces of clothes you had on so that the both of you were completely naked.

“Hell yeah,” He grunted as his hands touched you all over making you moan, grinding your hips against him. You smirked when his cock started hardening, poking your inner thigh so you brought his hands up to your tits. A low whine from the back of your throat leaving your lips when he rolled your nipples between his fingers. Your back arching and your pussy starting to drip at the stimulation.

“Would you like that baby? Fucking my tight, wet pussy. Making me scream your name while you’re pounding into me so hard I won’t be able to walk straight?” You goaded hearing him growl.

“You’ve got quite the mouth on you don’t you?” He grunted staring heatedly at you making your wet pussy even wetter.

“Mmh, why don’t you do something about it?” You sassed and his eyes flashed. He flipped you over so he was on top and his fingers came up to your mouth, trailing your lips with his thumb. Still staring into his eyes, your mouth fell open on instinct and he groaned as he pushed it into your mouth and you began sucking on it.

“Shit,” He groaned rocking his hips against you and you let out a moan around his finger when you felt the head of his cock poke at your heat.

“Fuck me, do it now,” You moaned, squirming around needing more as he teased the head of his cock along your folds, spreading your juices all over your pussy. A shaky moan fell from your lips when he let the head of his cock brush your clit, circling it a few times.

“Mmh, gonna fuck you so good darlin,” He moaned and you felt him push his cock slowly past your folds, your soaking pussy making the glide incredibly easy.

He entered you and and didn’t stop until he was inside of you all the way. Cock pressed against all the right spots as he gave you some time to adjust. His mouth coming down to suck a nipple into his mouth whilst his other hand cupped your other tit.

“You’re a-ah, much bigger than I expected,” You moaned pushing past the slight uncomfortable sensation and he kept very still waiting for you to give the go-ahead.

You nodded your head once the discomfort faded, “I’m good,”

He wasted no time as his hands left your tits and found your hips dragging you over to him. His cock driving deeper inside of you making you cry out feeling your toes curl and you brought your legs around his hips to pull him closer. Your fingers digging into his back leaving tiny crescent moon shapes there.

“Oh my god, fuck,” You threw your head back as he snapped his hips into yours.

Both of you working to find a rhythm and to move against each other to discover what the other one liked the best.

Judging by the noises that filled the room, you were both doing a very good job at bringing each other the most amount of pleasure.

“Shit, bab- ah fuck!” He groaned grasping your hands and bringing them above your head.

Your throat went dry and eyes widened feeling yourself getting even more turned on at being pinned down while he fucked into you.

You moaned loudly, eyes rolling back as he did that and angled his hips stroking your g-spot over and over.

“O-oh my god, fuck yes! Fuck me harder,” You moaned.

You were a panting and gasping mess underneath him by now, getting absolutely wrecked as he fucked you, his cock discovering spots deep inside of you that you didn’t know existed until now.

Skin slapping together and the smell of sex filled the room, along with your blended moans and groans.

“I-im so fucking close,” You gasped feeling the way your tummy clenched and you started to shake, or maybe, you just never stopped.

That was all the green-light he needed to bring his free hand down to your overstimulated clit, rubbing it fast and nothing could prepare you for the way your orgasm slammed into you the moment he did.

“That’s it babygirl, gonna be a good girl for me and cum all over my cock, soaking it real good?” He moaned filthily and you cried out as your body shook as you rode the waves of your orgasm.

“Fuck,” You whined lifting your head to kiss him with fervor, against his mouth you whispered, “Cum for me babyboy, want you to fill me up so good baby. Let me feel you,” and it worked like a charm. His hips stuttered against your hilt and you felt him pulsate and shoot off inside of you making you moan yet again.

“That’s it baby,” You sucked his bottom lip between yours tugging and lightly biting on it as he came.

“Oh fuck,” He moaned against your lips.

“So good,” You moaned feeling him collapse on top of you, he eased up his hold on your wrists and you let them down gingerly before running them all over his taut muscles soothingly.

“Best sex I’ve ever had,” You giggled tiredly running your fingers into his messy and sweaty hair. It was sticking to his forehead while simultaneously a few pieces were standing up all over the place.

“Mmh hell yeah,” He smirked looking up at you, You flushed with a giggle, bringing your lips to his kissing him deeply.

“Snuggles, I want snuggles now,” You smiled sweetly and he rolled off you only to roll on his side and bring you flush against him. You moved up so that your bodies were plastered together and you gave him a shy smile.

“So...You thought about me getting off?” You couldn’t help your burning cheeks while still giggling. He let out an embarrassed laugh,

“Might’ve crossed my mind once or twice. Nothing compares to this though,” He promised tangling your legs and draped the cover over the two of you.

“Oh hell no,” You readily agreed. You knew sex would be forever ruined now thanks to Tom Holland and his magnificent cock.

“Did you think about me?” He asked cheekily, eyes twinkling as he laced your fingers together.

“So many times,” You winked seeing his eyes darken so you just leaned up giving him a soft kiss.

“We’re definitely exploring that at a later date,” He hummed against your lips.

“Oh? We’re doing this again?” You nonchalantly asked once you’d pulled away. He stared at you unimpressed making you laugh.

“No shit, you know we are, you can’t get enough of my cock now that you’ve had a taste of it...literally.” He said cockily and your cheeks burned.

“Oh shut up,”

“How bout I make you?”

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bokutosbestie2 · 3 years

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Chapter 1

Chapter 2

This story is going to be fun!

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Earlier before the party

Atsumu Pov:

" That was a fun practice guys! " I tell the team.

" Yea it was! Your spikes have gotten faster!! " Hinata said with excitement. " No need to tell me I know "

" OH SHUT UP," Sakusa said

" HEY HEY HEY!! NO need to get mad! " Bokuto yelled.

" Well anyways do you guys want to go out for dinner!! " Hinata looked at all of us.

" I'm down! " Bokuto said.

" I'll go I guess... just please wash your hands before you eat. " Sakusa said

Aww, I WANTED to go...

" Sorry, guys I can't go! I have to go help Osamu cater for a party. We made a bet a while ago and I lost... Now I have to go help him. " I rolled my eyes.

" Awww ok then Have fun! " Hinata and the others being to leave.

" Ok see you guys on Monday! " I yell at them as they left thru the doors. I packed my things and left the gym. I went straight to Osamu restaurant.

" I'M HERE!! " I yell across the restaurant

People were staring at me, they're probably admiring my looks.

Osamu's head pops out the back, he whispers to get over there.

" SHEEZ BE LOUDER NEXT TIME! " Osamu said mad.

" OK FINE I WILL! " I say annoyed.

" Ok put on an apron and HELP ME! "

" UGH, I DON'T WANNA!! "

" ATSUMU YOU LOST THE BET! "

" Ugh FINE FINE! "

The bell ring in front.

" Oh someone here! Atsumu you better start helping me! " Osamu left to the front counter.

" aTsUmU yOu bEtTer sTaRT hElPiNg mE! "

After 5 minutes Osamu came..

He didn't seem happy because he found me on my phone.

"ATSUMU HELP ME MAKE SOME ONIGIRI! I NEED TO TAKE THEM TO A PARTY AROUND 10! "

" OSAMU IT'S NOT MY FAULT YOU TOOK UP THIS OFFER! "

" SHUT UP THERE A CUTE GIRL OUT THERE! " he loudly whispers.

" OOOOO OSAMU HAS A ~ Crush " I began to laugh.

" Whatever now move over so I can make her onigiri."

" Fine. "

After Osamu made the onigiris for the girl I can hear him get nervous when he hands the food.

" HAHA YOU GOT SO NERVOUS "

" SHE WAS CUTE and NICE! "

" COME ON STOP DROOLING AND HELP ME! "

" wow, Atsumu said something right for once? "

" I'M NOT GONNA HELP YOU! "

" Fine fine. "

We started making the Origiris, they were hard to make I don't know how Osamu does it all the time. A while has passed and it was about 9 pm.

Me and Osamu head to the building where the party was being hosted. The host of the party was Eita Semi, he used to play volleyball with Ushijima in high school. When we got there Semi was waiting for us at the back door.

" Hey, guys long time no see! " Semi says

" Hey, Semi! Thank you for letting me cater for the party! " Osamu said thanking him.

" Of course you have the best Origiris! I want everyone at the party to taste them. "

" Well, I can't wait for them to try! " Osamu said happily.

" And you how's volleyball. ". Semi points at me.

" Pretty good it's been fun! " I say happily.

" Good I'm glad you enjoy it. I miss volleyball sometimes but I'm happy with what I'm doing now. "

" Well just tell me when you want to play volleyball! We can bring the old teams back together. "

" HAHA let us do it one of these days, but for now let's get Osamu set up because the guest will soon come. " Semi begin to walk.

After talking to Semi we went inside to set up the catering. All of a sudden guests started to come in slowly. Around 10:45 there was a crowd of people especially Osamu area, there were loads of people asking for Origiris. I got bored so I decided to sit at the bar.

I sat there, some girls recognized me from MSBY. They were flirting with me and asking me questions about volleyball. More girls kept coming until I was circled by them.

" Atsumu you're so cute! "

" Hmm, not as cute as you! " I winked at the girls

" You should introduce us to your team they're all so cute! "

" Hmm, I'll think about it! They, not as cool as me tho just telling you now! "

The girls giggled.

" Oh my gosh we're dying to ask are you talking to any girls or DATING?! "

" No not anyone right now, but hey! One of you can be a lucky girl! " I smirked at all of them as they fell for my little trap.

I kept talking to the girls until I realized a couple arguing. I blocked out the girls so I can focus on the couple. All of a sudden I see the girl with a pink dress slap the man.

" Hey excuse me, ladies! I'll be back! "

" Awwww," they all said the union.

I walked over to the couple as I see the man raise his arm to hit the girl.

Thankfully I was close enough to grab his arm in time. I notice the girl was completely out.. she was drunk.

" Don't you see she drunk?! "

" Hey man control your girlfriend, she can't let a man flirt. " the man says

" Yo get lost no girl would want you with your nasty personality! " the girl sticks her tongue out.

" Woah Woah, FIRST of all she isn't my girl and SECOND you CLAM DOWN! " I say as I let go of the man's arm.

" Now you're going to tell me what to do?! " the drunk girl says angrily.

" Well man, you saved me from this one! Have fun! " the random man hits my shoulder then leaves.

" Hey, you! "

I looked at the drunk girl when she shouted.

" Yea you, why is your hair two colors you look like an Oreo! "

" I do not look like an Oreo! "

" YES YOU DO! " the drunk girl says as she goes on her tippy toes to touch my hair. " Hey hey STOP THAT! "

" NO! " she pouts

" YES! "

" IM LEAVING! " the girl turned around.

" HEY WHERES YOUR FRIENDS? YOU SHOULD NOT be DRUNK AND ALONE! " I shouted through the noise.

" YOUR NOT My MOM! "

" COME HERE! " I shouted

This drunk girl was running through the crowd of people. Even if I didn't know her I couldn't leave her alone in this state, someone can take advantage of her.

I catch up to her and pulled her arm.

" Where are your friends? You need to go home your so drunk! "

" Friends? I don't know !! "

This girl...

" Come on think?! "

" Is this why he left me? "

WHAT IS THIS GIRL SAYING?!

Her eyes started watering..

" Why did he leave me?! I know I'm not the Best But I can be! I CAN BE THE BEST GIRLFRIEND HE HAD! " tears rolled down her face.

Now I understand why she this drunk. She must've drunk her feelings away.

" I don't know who you are but I promise you whatever happens it wasn't your fault. "

" Really?! " she says wiping her tears.

" Yes really! "

" you right he was a DI- "

" ARE YOU KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW?! " I yelled

She just threw up all over the floor and herself. NOW I CAN'T LEAVE HER HERE ALONE!

" Sorry! " She says

" Eh EH it's FINE! "

"LET'S GO WE ARE LEAVING! " I say pulling my arm thru the crowd of people.

If Sakusa was here.. he would have passed away from the smell of throw-up.

" WHERE WE GOING?! " She yelled.

" HOME THAT'S WHERE WE ARE GOING! "

" Home?!"

We got to the doors I open them only to see people smoking.

I walked past the people to find my car.

Once I spotted my car, I and this drunk girl walk to it.

" HEY, ARE YOU KIDNAPPING ME ? "

" NO NOW GET IN THE CAR! "

" UGH FINE YOU SO MEAN! "

She got into the car as she pouted. I got into the driver's seat and started the car. Luckily Osamu house was only 10 minutes away. I drove to his house with this random drunk girl.

" Ok, we are here! "

" I DON'T WANT TO GET DOWN! "

" You HAVE TO! " I say as I get down.

She also gets down.

Once I open the door to Osamu's house The drunk girl ran inside.

" DON'T SIT ANYWHERE YOU HAVE TO SHOWER AND CHANGE! "

"NO, I DON'T WANNA! "

How I'm I putting this up..

I grab her arm to only bring her to the bathroom. I go to the guest room and get a shirt for her to put on.

" I Forgot to ask you what's your name Oreo hair? "

" I- IT'S NOT OREO HAIR! It's Atsumu! "

" Atsumu?! THAT SOUNDS FAMILIAR! "

" What's your name? "

" L/N F/N "

" Ok then y/n GET IN THE SHOWER I'll be waiting in the living room. “

" UGHHH FINE YOU'RE SO MEAN I HATE IT! "

I closed the door as she shouted. I can't believe I brought a drunk girl home. When Osamu comes home he is going to ask so many questions.

10 minutes later.

" ATSUMU I'M DONE!!!! "

Y/n came out of the bathroom with my large shirt, running towards the kitchen.

" GOOD NOW DRINK WATER! I'll be sleeping on the couch you can sleep in the guest bedroom. "

" FINE! " she shouted.

I lay on the couch to get ready to sleep. Y/n on the other hand walked into the guest room and shut the door.

Osamu is going to have so many questions on why I brought a girl home. He is going to think I had a one-night stand.

I kept thinking but my eyes became heavier.

Around 3 am

Osamu pov:

" Atsumu I'm home! "

Uh, why is he sleeping on the couch, not in the guest room? Also, why is the guest room shut completely?

I walked over to Atsumu and smacked him to wake up.

" OW, WHAT WAS THAT FOR?! "

" Why ARENT are you sleeping in the guest room? "

" Well... I might have brought a... Drunk girl home. "

" ATSUMU DID YOU GUYS -"

" NO, NO SHEEZ OSAMU! "

" Oh gosh thank GOODNESS! "

All of a sudden the guest door opened.. I recognize the confused girl.

Y/n Pov:

Ugh, why does my head hurt... Umm, what bed am I on? WHAT SHIRT AM I WEARING?? UH UH, WHERE AM I?

As sit up straight on the bed, the only thing I see in this room is volleyballs and jerseys. I looked around the room and hear Loud whispers outside.

I get off the bed.

OUCH, MY HEAD HURTS!

I get close to the door, I opened it wide to only see the guy from the Origiris and Someone identical to him on the couch.

WTF!

I looked at them confused as they look at me bewildered.

Chapter 3

#msby atsumu #atsumu x reader #miya astumu #hq atsumu #fanfic #haikyuu time skip #osamu miya #haikyuu x female reader #msby black jackal #atsumu fanfic

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justsomefluff · 4 years

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Can we have a reaction for Ateez finding their s/o sleeping in random places, like the kitchen floor or a cabinet, under the bed? Please and thank you!

A/N: This is so funny to me because I relate so heavy no lie.

Hongjoong:

Okay, so basically

You fall asleep on the couch, waiting for Joong to get home so you could go to dinner together

At some point during your little nap, you fall off of the couch and onto the floor

The only real problem with this is that you are right underneath the lamp

So, the only logical solution to this new problem is to roll under the coffee table

Which you do, and then just fall asleep again, no biggie

When Joongie finally gets home he calls for you like always

Totally expects you to come running, excited for dinner

But, alas, you do not

So, he spends about an hour looking for you all over the place

Kinda starting to freak out

Ends up standing in the living room and pounding your number into his phone

After the first ring, he hears your phone going off in the same room

and then a very loud thud followed by some less than polite vocabulary

He looks down at you, wiggling your way out from underneath the table and stretching for your phone

You notice him, and it’s kinda awkward for a second

you kind of feel like you were caught doing something you shouldn’t be

“Hey”

“hey…”

Then Hongjoong is laughing

like full falling over in tears laughter

Like how dare you judge me for sleeping where I am safe from the light

After he finds his composure, he just tells you to get up so you can get food

And you do, and he doesn’t mention it again

Not in words anyway

But if ever he can’t find you, he always checks under the coffee table first

Seonghwa:

(PRETTY BABYYYYY)

Okay so Seonghwa was gonna be home in about 2 minutes based on his text

So, you decide to try and scare him

Knowing he typically goes to the kitchen first, you situate yourself in a cupboard

There’s literally a pan handle up your ass, but it’s worth it for the prank

Seonghwa’s 2 minutes quickly turn into a half hour

You’ve fallen asleep by then since you had been sitting still for too long

When your boyfriend finally gets home, he’s already shouting apologies into the front hall

“THERE WAS SO MUCH TRAFFIC”

just his excuse to complain no lie

As predicted, he goes straight into the kitchen, still ranting about his day

fully expects you to join him at some point

Did not expect that you would be crawling out from the cabinet though

You heard him yelling once he got into the kitchen and you were like “I guess it’s too late now”

You push the cupboard door open… straight into his shins

“AH OW WTF”

he jumps about 10 feet

so I guess the prank kind of worked??

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”

you just kinda shrug, still a little groggy and sore from being in such a weird position

“were you asleep?”

you nod and yawn and then all of a sudden he’s soft

Scoops you up and plops you on the couch for cuddles

Will definitely make you answer his burning questions later but he’s feeling all snuggly now so it can wait

Yunho:

(Barefaced Yunho im in tears)

When Yunho comes home after work, having stopped and picked up ice cream because he felt he deserved it (AND HE DOES)

Struts around the house with the ice cream balanced on one hand

Hoping to find you and make you laugh

Cannot. Find. You. Arm. Getting. Tired.

Finally puts his arm down, totally defeated

Wanders through the different rooms before he catches a glimpse of your socked foot peeking out from behind the couch

Leans over and sees you fully tucked in, blankets and pillows everywhere

Knocked OUT

He gingerly steps over the couch… jk he tripped

Falls on you

You scream because 1) scary 2) ow

He’s stuttering apologies but also laughing his booty off

Asks what you are doing back there in the first place

“wanted to make a fort but got sleepy”

“FORT FORT FORT”

demands that you get up and help him finish making it

“I’LL GET THE SNACKS”

eventually, he returns with basically the entire fridge

then you set up a movie and snack together and its so cute but then you both end up passing out anyway because the fort is just the comfiest

Yeosang:

ok one thing I will say about Yeosang is I feel like he can pretty much fall asleep anywhere too so he’s not gonna judge you

how you ended up falling asleep on the bathroom counter may remain a mystery forever

you vaguely remember climbing up on it to get a better look at a zit or some other blemish you wanted to get rid of, but after that who knows

Yeosang rushes into the house after work

literally screaming that he’s gonna pee his pants

Runs into the bathroom and slams the door

Scares you and you almost slip off the counter and onto the tile floor

“GET OUT I NEED TO PEE”

you’re barely awake and he’s screaming at you

so confusing but you just kind of waddle out the door and fall into bed

you wait for him to finish and he comes out with a smile

“I’m better now”

“you woke me up you dramatic idiot”

“what do you mean? I didn’t wake you up, you were in the bathr- OHhhh”

You just kinda pout at him and he comes and sits next to you

strokes your hair for a little bit

You’re almost asleep and he can tell

“LETS EAT”

“KANG YEOSANG I SWEAR TO GOD”

and then you’re chasing him around

he is fearing for his absolute life

like he’s gonna suffer the wrath of a thousand suns for waking you up twice

boy better PRAY

San:

In the morning, San had woken you up and coaxed you out of bed with the promise of coffee

he did not tell you that he did not yet go and get the coffee

So, when he skips out the door to pick up your drinks, you literally just drop to the floor in front of the welcome mat

Like I’m sleeping and I don’t care where I just need it

And it was actually a pretty good morning nap until San almost knocks your nose off your face when he swings the door open

At first, he’s kinda worried like… “you good”

And you just scold him for almost killing you with the door

“Not my fault you chose to sleep on the floor. I got your coffee”

Thrusts it into your face

the only thing more bitter than your face is the drink

“you almost killed your sweet sweet baby aren’t you sorry?”

“it’s you’re fault in the first place”

and I mean he’s kinda right but he’s the reason you’re tired

waking you up early with lies… coffee wasn’t even ready yet

so you have a good natured squabble about your sleeping habits and San’s door-opening habits before coming to an agreement

You can only sleep in front of the door when he’s already home

And he can swing the door open with as much dramatic flare as he wants… as long as he can see you are clearly not within range

a perfect compromise imo

Mingi:

Mingi is such a dork okay

when he finds you curled up in front of the oven he starts laughing really loud

shakes you awake because he just has to know what you think you’re doing

You explain, patiently, that you are waiting for your brownies to finish, and that the oven is really warm

Mingi will just nod in agreement and be like “of course, of course. you’re so smart, jagiya”

Gets up and leaves you there for a minute but then returns

He has more pillows and an extra blanket

He also brought your laptop so you could watch a movie

He pulls you into his lap after he sits himself on top of some pillows

Covers both of you in the blankets and then makes you hold the computer on your lap

You fall asleep again within 10 minutes, and although he’s getting sleepy he’s like

Someone has to make sure the house doesn’t burn down

Mingi should not be in charge of this and we all know it

But what can he do?

So he watches the movie for a while before the timer on the oven finally goes off

You snap awake so quickly that Mingi jumps a little

“MY BROWNIES ARE DONE”

and then you eat brownies and cuddle some more

But Mingi is not allowed to have as many brownies as you because you did all the work in the first place so TAKE THAT

Wooyoung:

(hIS SMiLe)

When Wooyoung gets out of the shower after a long day and finds you… not in bed where you should be

He pouts…like a lot

Wanders around for a while

Almost gives up when he catches a glimpse of the hoodie (his hoodie) that you’re wearing

Opens the closet door…was kinda scared not gonna lie lmao

Then he’s LOUD

laughing at you like a crazy person

Screaming at you through his laughter

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING? WHY ARENT YOU IN BED? HOW ARE YOU SLEEPING HERE?”

“WOOYOUNG TAKE IT DOWN LIKE 18 OCTAVES, KID”

whispers, “sorry”

asks you again what you were doing

you just kind of look at him because, to be honest, you don’t really know either

just experimenting with some new bedding, I s’pose

He drags you out of the closet by your heels and forces you into bed where he cuddles you close

you can still feel his chest vibrating from all of the giggling

He never gets over this

every time he finds you sleeping in a new spot, he’s like “FIRST THE CLOSET NOW THIS”

Jongho:

Jongho gets protective when he finds you sleeping in weird places

He doesn’t want you to wake up stiff from being in awkward positions and everything

So when he finds you dead asleep on top of the kitchen table, he is less than surprised

Like he knows you’re a whole ass meal but seriously?

But also lifts you and walks you over to the couch

Sets you down and then just stares at you like a creeper until you wake up

When you do, he’s scolding you straight away

“You’ll hurt your back”

“what if you fell”

“MY GOD WE EAT THERE”

And then you’re laughing because even he knows he’s being dramatic and he always is when you do things like this

“thank you for moving me to the couch, Jongho”

he huffs but he’s like “you’re welcome”

Always tries to make you promise not to sleep in such strange places anymore

“What you do in practice, you’ll do in the game”

“What does that even mean”

“One day we will go out to dinner and then you’ll probably just get on the table and sleep or something”

So dramatic, but he really loves you and everything he says is just out of worry

But every time he scolds you, you both end up laughing at each other

And he secretly has a folder on his phone titled “where is y/n sleeping today?”

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we-always-hit-our-ass · 4 years

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I just read your fluffy headcannons with Toye and they are p e r f e c t. Made me realise how much I needed this and I was hoping if you could do one with Ron Speirs. 😔✊

anon, im incredibly happy that you think my Toye hcs were perfect- i also totally get you, anon. we all need some soft speirs hcs in our lives and i will do exactly that! 😩👌💞💕

btw im incredibly sorry that i took so long to write these hcs but hopefully you enjoy them!

Taglist: @floydtab, @deldontplay, @thatsonefishyboi, @noneofurbusinez, @meteora-fc, @hufflepuffpancakes, @hihosilvers, @rayleighshughes

shoutout to my wifey @floydtab for helping me on these hcs, this probably wouldn’t have existed without you- you gave me so much inspo i love you ma’am 💞💕

Fluffy/General Ronald Speirs HCs

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Let’s get one thing clear here- Ron is a cold bitch but is ACTUALLY a big softie.

Only for you anyway, but no one else except you two need to know that-

Like Ron will subtly do things to impress you, and you’re just like, 'You dont have to do that I love you too fucking much already, stop tryna make me fall for you again-'

But you always appreciate it anyways because you know that this boy just wants the best for you-

Ron is straightforward and makes it his daily goal to make you happy-

If you’ve had a bad day, Ron will literally go and get your favorite food/drink/thing to immediately make you feel better, and it works 100% of the time.

Aaah- This man lowkey cares a lot in the relationship and he’s just but a bit worried and is self conscious.

But you just tell him that he's enough and that you'll love him no matter what.

After that he'll just immediately hug you and you would press kisses on his jawline while softly rubbing his back to reassure him that you’re there.

Soft declarations of love are always said and done between the two of you and you knew that you couldn’t live without it.

It was practically essential at this point and you’d never ever get tired of Ron saying ‘I love you’.

Ron is also very protective of you but he’s embarrassed to admit it.

The amount of times he almost yeeted someone because they either made you mad/uncomfortable have been endless.

Like they better HOPE that Speirs doesn’t find their address-

Ron isn’t really big on PDA but he will not hesitate to wrap an arm around your waist, and even sometimes he’ll sit you on his lap while he nuzzles his face on the side of your neck.

It’s just a personal preference of Ron’s and he just doesn’t want people to exactly see something that is intimate, you feel?

Even though he prefers to keep your relationship private, he would always softly call you endearing terms in your ear in public.

He prefers to love you in private, and he thinks that it feels more special that way.

Ron acts the complete opposite when you two are alone or behind closed doors. He’s extremely passionate and every single touch light yet intense.

Ron cannot keep his hands off you and he cherishes every moment he shares with you.

He just loves the fact that you feel so right in his hold, like you two were always meant to be.

He loves everything about you and wouldn’t change a single thing about yourself, I promise you that.

Ron is also a MAJOR worrywart, like if he even heard you whisper ‘ow’, you better bet that he’s going to ZOOM his ass to you.

He also doesn’t express his worries verbally- oh no- his actions speak for him. He’ll hold you in his arms and will ACTUALLY kiss the area where you hurt yourself.

Ron just wants you to be alright and will fret over you even if it’s just a papercut.

Ron is also very discreet about your relationship and God forbid anyone from seeing him being soft towards you. (And God help them even more if they decide to bring it up.)

Ron constantly thinks how amazing you are while you’re right next to him with your hands in his.

He’s always extremely happy around you and he absolutely loves playing with your hair and it’s so cute.

Soft forehead kisses for this man are a must and he can’t help but smile when you press your lips softly against his skin.

Ron is definitely an athletic man and he adores swimming.

There have been countless times where Ron would take you to a lake just so he can swim with you.

When you’re done changing Ron will scoop you up and just straight up jump into the water.

Cue the WHOLESOME AS FUCK experience, thank you very much.

It’s always serene and the air is always filled with laughs as you and Ron splash each other endlessly.

Kisses are always pressed against your wet cheek whenever you two go swimming

You’d also cradle his face in your hands as you’d stare lovingly into his eyes.

But you’d always finish swimming before him though and you’d admire him as he’d do laps.

Like Ron’s so beautiful, look at that man, he’s so fucking out of this world-

He might or might not have been trying to impress you by doing laps, but that's a secret we'll never know-

When you’re finally dry, Ron comes up behind you as he just got out of the water and hugs you, causing you to be wet all over again.

Ron also has a special spot in his heart that is reserved for playgrounds. Like when he’s walking with you and he spots one his eyes LIGHT up and you don’t need words to tell what he was thinking.

Ron loves pushing you on the swings and your laugh and smile just keep him GOIN-

He’ll also wrap his arms around your waist as he’s behind you when you’re sliding on the slides-

The childlike wonder in Ron comes out whenever he sees a playground and that’s one of Ron’s many quirks that you loved-

Like literally the main reason he likes going to playgrounds more now is so he can just see your joyful expressions and sweet laugh-

Okokok, Ron Speirs might seem like a cat, but please believe me when I say that he adores dogs!

You could see the absolute love in his eyes when he sees Trigger and you just had the most perfect idea on what to get him for Christmas.

You fell in love with a little Bernese Mountain Dog puppy (please, please, please search them up- they’re adorable) and your plan was set in motion.

You immediately knew that Ron would love him too.

The lil pup was a pure fluffball of sunshine and this boy was bound to bring lots of joy during the holidays-

BUT HOLY SHIT YOU DID NOT EXPECT YOUR BOYFRIEND’S REACTION TO BE SO CUTE WTF-

When you presented the tiny bundle of fluff to Ron, you could see waves of euphoria emitting off of him-

You knew that Ron was already a man of a few words but he was just rendered speechless (in a good way, of course) when his eyes laid upon the Bernese puppy.

“Milo.”

“Ron- What?”

“His name is going to be Milo.”

You have caught Ron multiple times with Milo on his lap and it’s fucking adorable.

Ron would also fall asleep with Milo in his arms and you swore you were going to take a picture of that and frame it-

Milo’s energetic and bouncy personality somehow complimented Ron’s steady and calm one.

It’s a beautiful dynamic and it just works in the best way possible.

Okokok I’ve rambled enough, but have I mentioned how caring and amazing Ron is? Yeah? Well screw it, here’s more-

Ron is a little spoon half of the time but he’ll never admit it like the stubborn cutie that he is-

You love holding him in your arms and he loves it all the same too!

But Ron is such a good fucking boyfriend, it’s making me ascend-

When you’d fall asleep in your desk while doing work, Ron would ALWAYS carry you back to your shared bedroom and lay you down gently on the bed.

Ron will get on the bed and he’d be the big spoon as he’d crawl into bed with you.

But then you’d turn to face him in your sleep and you’d instinctively pull him closer and your cheek would be resting on chest

Oml- I can’t the scene is too goddamn wholesome-

Buuuut if you fall asleep on the couch, Ron would bring a nice fluffy blanket to cover you and he’d sit next to you and he’d fall asleep while making sure you were ok-

You never liked waking up or mornings before, but mornings with Ron? Oh yeah, you were DOWN for that-

Ron’s fluffy tousled hair in the morning is GOLDEN and when you’d push it back to reveal his sleepy but hella handsome face, it’s fucking over I swear-

Ron also feels the same when he wakes up next to you and he genuinely thinks that it’s like waking up to an angel-

But Ron’s husky voice when he wakes up is 😩👌💕, is there anymore to say???

You’d two would just stay in bed cuddling with Milo by your side during the few hours of the morning and you couldn’t ask for anything better.

Ron was known and cemented as a hardened, scary, and stern soldier, but you didn’t mind one bit.

Because to you... Ron was the best thing that could’ve ever happened to your life, and you couldn’t care less as to what other people thought of him. 💞

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oooooh i’m probably deceased by now, so boo- but the afterlife can wait im proud of writing these hcs!

i hope you enjoyed these hcs lovely anon and i also hope that it was good enough!

but thank you for reading, everybody, i appreciate it so much- 💞💞😩

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i-like-plan-m · 4 years

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LOVE THE NEW SOF CHAPTER. Can we please have the next chapter be the recovery and NMJ sitting wwx down to explain Why That Was Not Okay and You Do Not Owe Us Anything, Let Alone Be Expendable Holy Shit I Would Literally Cut Off Heads For You WTF. Wwx needs it. Also NMJ and WWX recovering together and LXC IS THERE BECAUSE HEALER! throw in lwj too let those two be coddled by Lan mother henning and let NHS fuss and bitch and Mengyao deal with the fact that this is his life now.

Like this? :)

[Ao3]

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He woke, and his first thought was of Wei Wuxian.

Nie Mingjue peeled his eyes open, dismayed at the effort it took from him. He recognized his room-- the wide window casting the first rays of dawn across his face, Xichen’s scent lingering on the pillow beside him, the scorch marks on the wall where Wei Wuxian had once tried to use a fire talisman to kill a bug.

He heard soft breaths by his bed, and for a long moment was too afraid to look, too afraid to go searching for his little brother and not ever find him again.

He did not think he could survive losing anyone else.

Nie Mingjue was many things, but he was not a coward. He braced himself for heartbreak, turning his head in slow degrees towards the unmoving shape curled up in a chair in the corner. He could not tell if they were A-Sang’s dark green or A-Xian’s black robes.

Pain demanded his attention, a razor-sharp ache in his ribs that made every breath both a monumental effort and an instant regret. He felt layered bandages enveloping his torso beneath the blankets, wrapped firmly for the broken ribs and the deep gouges on his chest left behind by the demon.

He sat, so slowly that the sun had nearly risen in full before he managed to be completely upright. The gnawing pain made his vision go black, but he stubbornly fought his fading consciousness until he was able to see again.

He rose slowly to his feet, a hand braced on the wall for support. His joints cracked and there was a stiffness in his body that made him wonder how long he’d been unconscious.

He took a single, tiny step forwards and had to pause to blink back the tears of pain that rose unbidden to his eyes.

And then the door opened, the figure in the shadowy corner startled awake, and Nie Mingjue felt one of the scabs on his chest crack open and bleed.

“What are you doing?” Huaisang said, indignant. “You’re supposed to be in bed!”

A-Sang was by the door, which meant…

Wei Wuxian yelped when Nie Mingjue grabbed him by the front of the robes and hauled him in, crushing him into a suffocating hug as tears of relief threatened to escape. He cupped his brother’s head with one hand, the other arm tight as a vise around his shoulders.

Wei Wuxian pressed his face into Nie Mingjue’s shoulder and trembled.

“Never again,” Nie Mingjue said harshly. “Do you hear me, A-Xian? Don’t you ever do something like that again.”

“But you were going to--”

“You are not replaceable,” he thundered.

He heard a mutinous, “Neither are you,” mumbled into his shoulder and resisted the urge to shake his brother, if only because any more movement would probably make him pass out.

“Da-ge,” Huaisang threatened, appearing at his side with a murderous look in his eyes. “The healer said you are not to move a muscle until you are fully healed.”

“So she did,” Nie Zonghui said from the door. Nie Mingjue glanced at him, noting the dark circles beneath his friend’s eyes and the stark relief on his smiling face.

“I’m fine,” he said.

“Sure,” Nie Zonghui said agreeably. “For totally unrelated reasons, I’m going to find Nie Wenji.”

Nie Mingjue huffed at him, annoyed, but let the boys bully him back into bed nonetheless. He snagged Wei Wuxian’s sleeve when he tried to move away, wanting to keep him close until the memory of the demon on his heels and the forest swallowing them both up had faded.

Wei Wuxian cooperated for once by sitting on the bed beside him, rubbing the sleep from his eyes with a wide yawn and helpfully scooting over so Huaisang could join them.

“Are you hurt?” Nie Mingjue asked.

Wei Wuxian shook his head. “Just scratches and stuff. Nie Wenji healed me pretty quick.”

“Where are Liu Rushi and Nie Huiyin? What happened?”

“We got lucky, is what happened,” Nie Huiyin said as she limped into the room, bracing most of her weight on Liu Rushi. She shot them a wide smile. “Hey, Sect Leader. We heard you were awake.”

“What…”

“A tree fell on me,” she said cheerfully. “I broke my leg and had a few puncture wounds. No biggie.”

“‘No biggie,’” Huaisang repeated incredulously.

Nie Huiyin was unfazed. “Yeah, I’m fine with it. We’re all alive, and she thinks scars are hot.”

Liu Rushi, bearing as many bandages as Nie Mingjue and a long-suffering expression, just sighed. “A-Yin set off the flare during the fight, which Nie Zonghui and half the sect responded to. They made it in time to stop the bleeding and address the internal injuries you had before you died.”

She continued, shooting an affectionate glance at the boys. “A-Sang kept the pressure on your wounds so you didn’t bleed out, while A-Xian led the demon into the forest. The lure kept its focus entirely off of us, so we were able to finally bring it down.”

Nie Wenji bustled into the room, scowling at Nie Huiyin and Liu Rushi. “I didn’t give you permission to get up! Go back to bed before you undo all my hard work.”

Liu Rushi bowed for them both. “Yes, Nie-qianbei.” She helped Nie Huiyin hobble back out.

Nie Wenji shooed the boys out of her way so she could check the bandages, handing them a few supplies to hold onto with a command to make themselves useful. Nie Mingjue tried not to blanch at the glare she gave him at the sight of the bloodied bandages on his chest.

“Don’t even think about moving again,” she ordered. “It took all of my spiritual energy to keep you alive, Sect Leader, and I will be very offended if you ruin my efforts.”

“Yes, Nie Wenji,” he said, knowing better than to pick a fight with the sect healer. They didn’t fight fair.

As if hearing the thought, she turned back to Wei Wuxian and told him to give the small bowl of medicine to Nie Mingjue and ensure he drank it all while she left to retrieve new bandages.

Wei Wuxian cupped the bowl carefully between his hands and passed it to him. Nie Mingjue frowned down at it, wondering at its alarming shade of red.

“I put some chili oil in there to help with the taste,” Wei Wuxian said earnestly, because of course he kept it stashed on him at all times. Nie Huaisang face-palmed behind him.

Nie Mingjue decided he was too exhausted to give a fuck. He downed the whole thing at once and instantly regretted it, thinking that death might have been kinder, and then slipped back into sleep with his mouth on fire and his brothers bickering beside him.

Soft fingers threading through his hair woke him later, along with the weight on the bed and gentle music in the background.

Nie Mingjue made a sleepy questioning sound at the back of his throat, blinking his eyes open to find Lan Xichen smiling down at him.

“Xichen?” He croaked, squinting blearily at him. He closed his eyes briefly as Xichen tenderly brushed the hair away from his eyes.

“Huaisang wrote to me when you were hurt,” Xichen said, mouth curling. “He says you’re a terrible patient.”

“He’s a much worse nurse, believe me,” Nie Mingjue assured him, hearing an offended “Hey!” from across the room.

Xichen laughed. “Rest, Mingjue. I brought Wangji along to play Healing for you.”

That would be the source of the music, he assumed, looking past Xichen to where Lan Wangji knelt in front of his guqin and played with single-minded intensity. Wei Wuxian was kneeling beside him, shuffling a little closer every time he thought Lan Wangji wasn’t paying attention to him, as though he simply couldn’t help himself.

Xichen’s smile faded as his fingers brushed the bandages on his chest. “This is…”

“It looks worse than it is,” Nie Mingjue assured him.

“No, it’s exactly as bad as it looks,” Huaisang said irritably from the corner chair.

Nie Mingjue rolled his eyes. “We have a saying in Qinghe,” he told Xichen, catching his hand and pressing it to his mouth. He watched a pretty pink flush spread across his cheeks and momentarily lost his focus.

“And what is this saying of yours?” Lan Xichen prompted, threading their fingers together.

“It’s far from the heart,” Wei Wuxian piped up.

Nie Minjue nodded seriously. “Exactly.”

“This is… really not that far,” Xichen said doubtfully, eyes dropping to his chest.

“Doesn’t matter!” Wei Wuxian chirped. “Still counts.”

“It mostly just means that it won’t kill me,” Nie Mingjue explained when Xichen blinked back at Wei Wuxian, clearly baffled.

“Oh, I see. So it’s a motto for the way you Nies brush off fatal wounds on the regular?” Xichen teased, but his grip was tight.

“Now you’re getting it,” Nie Mingjue said warmly.

Xichen leaned in and pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth. “I was scared when I got the letter,” he admitted quietly, resting his forehead against Nie MIngjue’s.

“I’m fine,” Nie Mingjue promised, and pretended he couldn’t hear Huaisang’s disbelieving scoff. He lifted the hand not already held in Xichen’s to touch his jaw with careful fingers. “I missed you.”

“Ew,” Wei Wuxian said like the brat he was.

“Would you perhaps like a new brother, Xichen?” Nie Mingjue asked with feigned sincerity.

Wei Wuxian just laughed. “You said I was irreplaceable, da-ge. That means you’re never getting rid of me.”

Yes, he supposed that was true, NIe Mingjue thought fondly. Now they just had to make A-Xian believe it.

But that would come later, when he could sit up on his own without the whole world spinning around him. He wouldn’t be chasing his brothers around for a while yet, but the spark of dread at being bed-ridden faded with Xichen’s soft touch, the mindless chatter from Wei Wuxian, Huaisang’s occasional commentary, and the music finally lulling him back to sleep.

#shades of grey #getinthefuckingjaeger #hey i love your username a lot #my fics #my writing #the untamed #mdzs #wei wuxian #wei ying #nie mingjue #nie huaisang #nie sect #nie brothers #nie sect wwx

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britishchick09 · 3 years

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help! livewatch

to kick off my beatleversary, we’re taking a look at my fellow beatle fan (aka my dad)’s fave movie from the lads... help! i’ve only seen 15 minutes of ‘a hard day’s night’ because it was a bit boring and ‘yellow submarine’ was fantastic, so i hope this falls right in between. let’s go get some help!

...why are we back to the end of return of the jedi?

sacrifice WHAT’S HAPPENING

OMG the sacrificial ring!!! :o

wait does ringo have it?

people: “ring ring ring ring!!!” john in ob-la-di-ob-da-da anthology: “a ring!”

and it goes right into ‘help!’ clever one lads ;)

the movie is in color yet this is in black and white like it’s on tv. coolio! :D

‘help’ is a bop! :D

you’d think the credits would play over them but nope :/

eyyy called it! :D

CALLED IT AGAIN!!!!!!

♫ won’t you pleeeeeease please

me!!! :D

this guy keeps throwing darts on the screen and it’s so weird:

OMG lester like phil lester???? ;o

tribe chief: “we need to find the ring!” guy: “has nobody looked in the washbasin?” lol :D

so the guy is only finding the ring for himself and not the tribe?

cool they live at 221b! :D

lady: “still the same they was before they was!” grammar much?

pretty house! :D

JOHN YOU SNEAKY LIL BISH

he’s reading it in a hole how nice :)

george is using fake teeth to mow a lawn inside their house how epic :D

and paul is playing the organ! :D

ringo: “me finger’s stuck in the door” no rongles it’s “I HAVE THE DOOR IN ME FINGERS!!!!’

OMG RINGO SCREAM LET GO LADY!!!!!

also his hair is a hot mess

john: “that’s immature of you, son” says you

ringo thought the lady thought his fingie was a sandwhich lol :D

ooh light :o

NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!! :o

ringo just fell off the bed lol :D

john sleeps in the hole lol :D

why does john have a phone in the hole lol

he’s calling george and paul who are in the other rooms WHY CAN’T YOU JUST TALK TO THEM

and all he did was say ‘hello’ JOHN YOU DORK

the guy pronounced beatle ‘bee-ah-tle’ lol :D

guy: “they all look the same!” me before a year ago today

yo like harrods the store? :o

they keep saying ‘shilling’ why

ooh title!

groovy!

ringo to john: “what was it that first attracted you to me?” WOAH LENNSTARR???? john: “you’re very polite aren’t you?” yes that’s true thanks for not making it sarcastic :)

OMG MAGNETS!!!

john: “ah HA HA!!!!” op there’s the sarcastic bish!

two lads walking 0.2 feet apart in a 2 BECAUSE THEY’RE NOT BI!!!!

why are ringo and john saying the same things at the same time chaotic lads!

john: “what’s the matter?” ringo: “oh there’s no matter. OW OW OWWW!!!!” i think there’s a matter....

‘65 beatle girls: *swoon!!*

also don’t tell the lady she sucked up the wrong hand...

WELL THAT ESCALATED FAST

george keeps going ‘oh ho ho ho!!!” and i love it :D

they’re playing ‘you’re gonna lose that girl!’ :D

and it goes from not as clear film audio to clear recording audio which is weird

cool shot! :D (and beatle girls probably thought this was so hot)

ringo cig WHY

they have to do it again WHY IT WAS PERFECT

awww ringo’s dancing a bit :)

OMG :o

john: “you naughty boy!” don’t say that plz why :/

OMG THIS GUY’S GONNA CHAINSHAW WINGO :(((((

lady: “please flee!!!” ringo: “ok” lol :D

indian music! (you think this is how george started liking it?)

they’re seeking enlightenment! :D

ringo: “does this ring mean anything from you?” british guy: “freemason?” senpai wants your number

george is asking everyone if the blood rushes to them lol :D

OMG SOMEONE’S KILLING EVERYONE

guy: “could you pick this up for me please?” *knocks the chef out rapunzel style* lol :D

awww the lady wants to save ringo!

lady: “that’s the sacred ring!” paul: “say no more!” lady: “i can say no more!” lol :D

awww ringo is john’s best friend :)

oh no they have until 5 until a new victim is closing! :o

why is there a ticket in the soup

ringo: “that’s a season ticket!” john: “i love me a good seasoning” *puts it back in his soup* lol :D

ringo: “i got it from this eastern bird... lady” ;)

ringo can’t take the ring off!

george *about his soup*: “there’s footprints in here!” wut

THINGS ESCALATE SO QUICKLY IN THIS MOVIE!!!!

jeweler: “some problems are matrimonial” john: “eh heh heh” ;)

john wtf

the ring can’t be cut and it’s breaking the tools like rapunzel’s hair! :o

john: “you’re a failure, aren’t you scientist?” shut up plz

scientist: “voltage, up, up!” paul: “up up up up!!!” awww :)

scientist: “made in america you see!” john: “this is english” lol :D

john: “how do you feel?” ringo: “i used to use me hands” john: “he used to use his hands” lol :D

OMG I REMEMBER SEEING THAT WHEN I WAS A BABY FAN!!!!!

paulie likes it ;)

oh no the lady has a gun!! :o

the ‘brain drain’!

beatle logic: sing a song back home ALTHOUGH THEY SHOULD PROBABLY BE TAKING CARE OF THIS SERIOUS RING PROBLEM????

it’s ‘you’ve got to hide your love away’ so that’s cool :D

she’s not impressed :/ (but i am!)

john said the lady had ‘filthy eastern ways’ SHUT UP JAWN >:(

the lady wants ringo to shrink his fingo! :o

wait what

ooh intermission! :D

this is so random lol :D

PART 2 WAS JUST A LADY WASHING SOMEONE WTF WHY

that was random af and very family guy!

ringo’s allergic to penicillin like my mom! :D

OMG THE BAD GUYS ARE ATTACKING!!!!!!

my fave show! :D

JOHN IS ATTACKING IN THE HOLE ATTACK IN THE HOLE!!!!!

aww finger guns! :D

ringo’s crying at his suit having red all over :(

WHY IS THIS FIGHT SO CHAOTIC

ringo: “how can i get the ring off with me hands held up?” lol :D

ringo has a voice crack when he said ‘look!” :D

JOHN GON KILL U!!!!

john’s ‘get out’ is so good omg :D

oh no the scientists really want the ring now! :o

they’re in the snow for ‘ticket to ride’!!! :D

me lol :D

what a giffable shot! :D

ooh music notes! :D

penny lane much? ;)

oh no the guys are watching them... ;)

the lads are saying ‘oh ho ho ho’ WHAT HIGH DORKS

OMG RINGO!!!!!!

he says ‘ouch ouch ouch’ when rolling down the snow lol :D

*OH HO HOS INTENSIFY*

evil snowman... >:)

the bad guys have a curling bomb and one of them keeps saying everything he does lol :D

george: “hey it’s thingie! a fiendish thingie!!” lol :D

guy: “useless! what rubbish!” *THINGIE BLOWS UP A SECOND LATER* lol :D

snowman battle! :o

guy: “in the name of kindness, stop! stop!” the lads: *don’t stop*

HOLY FRICK THEY’RE BEING FLAMETHROWERED

paul running into john at the train station... ;)

ooh sherlock holmes reference!!!!!! :D

ringo: “they have a different religion... i think” lol :D

the scotland guy is mimicking ringo and ringo’s not impressed lol :D

why are the bad guys playing indian music in the phone booth WE KNOW WHO YOU ARE

999 is 911! :D

OMG IT’S MY FAVE HELP SONG ‘I NEED YOU’!!!!! :D

wowza editing in person! :o

paperback writer much? ;)

‘she’s a woman’ from past masters is playing on a walkie talkie! :D

the chief thinks it’s shocking and hates it lol

chief: “take this hastily scribbled note hastily!” lol :D

motorcycle go brrrr

guy: “they shall not pass!” gandolf who

‘the night before is playing!!!! :D

what a cool shot!

‘she’s a woman’ interrupted it no!!!! :/

OMG TNT

good ‘night before’ is back! :D

the lip syncing was kinda off tho

the bad guys are in camoflage and it’s like we’re in ww1!

the song ends ON A BIG AF EXPLOSION WTF

OMG THEY’RE USING MACHINE GUNS THIS IS SERIOUSLY WW1 NOW TH FRICK

i came here to watch beatles NOT THE WAR

oh no john fell! :o

ringo: “get up johnny! get up for me, baby!” lennstarr tho ;)

so many explosions I DID NOT SIGN UP FOR THIS

guy: “MISSED you naughty boys!!!” ...plz dont call them that :/

victory music is playing did the bad guys win???

wtf is going on THIS ISN’T THE GREAT WAR IT’S THE HELP! WAR

buckingham??? :0

i swear if john is in nothing but a sheet-

not your lockie’s palace ;)

ringo: “IT APPEARS i need one card. IT APPEARS i need to chuck one in” IT APPEARS that you need to emphasize that for some reason...

them playing cards is so domestic :)

ringo: “i don’t just use my drumstick for drummin’” paul: “well what else is it for?” ringo: “i use it!” OH GOD WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT RONGLES

john: “we’re risking our lives for the most useless member!” is that fingo or ringo

ringo: “let that be an end to it, END TO IT” same ringo

omg the palace is haunted! :o

OMG QUEEN REFERENCE???

OMG SOMEONE’S SHOOTING

the guards are tripping over each other!

the scientists are the guards!!!! :o

they made time slow down! :o

someone sprayed that red paint and the lads yeeted out of there! :o

they’re in a bar DRINK DRINK DRINK EVERYBOOODY!!!!”

paul to ringo: “you’re a rat underneath aren’t you?” OHHHHH ROASTED!!!!!

paul used to wink at paul... mcharrison has sailed! :D

OMG TIGER ROAR WHAT

ringo’s alone with it no! :o

thanks for the clarification?

lady to ringo: “don’t move!” ringo to ‘a tiger’: “don’t move, that’s what she said!” lol :D

why is she whistling the 9th symphony

they’re all singing it to make the tiger calm and ringo’s like “ok!!”

A WHOLE CROWD IS SINGING IT WHAT

this is legit abbey road! :o

ooh bahamas!

i love how george is taking pics of everything :D

i didn’t think cameras sounded like static back then tho...

oh no THE CHIEF IS THERE TOO!!!!! :o

BOI WHY DID HE SLAP A GUY

no the scientist is there too! :o

prepare for the beatle bahamas battle lads...

idk what pc is but they all the soldiers all named that

ooh ‘another girl’! :D

i heard it was cold when the lads filmed the movie so rip to their arms :/

CAKE

so much purple! :o

hey john! :D

george: “let’s play a game it’s called peep peep peep peep-“ yup THEY SO INCREDIBLY HIIIGHHHH

THEY’RE SAYING ‘OH HO HO HO’ AGAIN WHY

the lady said ringo’s getting ‘disembowled’ and john’s like “keeps ye busy eh?” like the lil’ bish he is

ringo: “i don’t want to knock anyone’s religion but-” *runs away*

bike lads! :D

they keep saying ‘let’s go back and get ‘em!” yep they hiiiigh

a triumphant one of ‘i’m so happy to dance with you’ is playing!! :D

OMG ONE OF THE BAD GUYS IS SKYDIVING

wtf bro

paul’s explaining things cryptically and george is like ‘why tho’

paul: “there’s the temple and that swimming pool and... i’m lost” lol :D

ringo: “read on” B)

OMG ISSA TRAP!!!!

george: “typical!” lol :D

WHAT DOES ‘KAILI’ MEAN

RINGO GO UNDER!!

omg he’s in the orange blanket! :o

ringo: “HEEEEELP!!! help me!!!” title drop roll credits! :D

dere he is! :D

i remember seeing that before i was a fan and thinking it wasn’t beatles lol

john: “he’s got a plan” paul: “a really famous plan!” john: “a plan superintendent...” superintendent: “you see i’ve got a plan!” ...i think he has a plan

OMG ‘HARD DAY’S NIGHT’ IS PLAYING SO TRIUMPHANTLY

the plan is baseball?

#spon

smoooosh

everyone’s calling for ringo and george is beating his chest lol :D

THE SCIENTISTS GOT WINGO NOOOOOO

scientist: “dust in the generator. gets everywhere” and it’s rough & coarse too...

the lady is saving ringo!

the scientist doesn’t need the ring now that he has...’nobel prize juice’?”

they keep saying ‘eastern’ as the language.... :/

ringo: “i can’t swim!” lady: “what do you mean you can’t swim?” he means HE CAN’T SWIM LADY!!!!

oh no THE SACRIFICE!!!!

the sacrifice involves a horrible, inaccessible name... voldemort?

he’s free!!!! :D

ringo: “i don’t subscribe to your religion!” lol :D

‘help’ is playing again! :D

and the chief has the ring now... >:)

...what does that have to do with anything tho

and with the trippy credits came the end of the movie! the only help i’ll be needing is why it was more weird than yellow sub but i had such a fun time with it (especially the snow scene and ‘i need you’)! what a great movie! :D

#livewatch #if there's one word to describe this it's not 'help!' it's 'chaotic!'#especially since i lost 30 minutes of commentary when tumblr glitched out #still a great movie! :D

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pinkbubbles-and-bigtroubles · 4 years

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You Don’t Know Me

Not smut just some very soft oblivious Luke

You knew something was wrong. Luke didn't always text you back right away, but in the entire time you'd know him he'd never left you on read. You knew sometimes he was too busy to check his messages for hours, especially if he was on the road. You expected that, and never worried or got irritated if he didn't text you back, but that was before the disaster at Calum's party.

The weekend had been rough. Saturday night there had been a crazy party at Calum's house and everyone was getting wasted. You'd seen Luke show up with his girlfriend per fucking usual. You hated that it bothered you, after all they'd been together six months, Leila considered you a friend. You had tried to like her but the more you saw them together, the more it got under your skin. They argued constantly these past couple months, and lately you never saw Luke without her around. The party was no different, you'd barely gotten to talk to Luke for two minutes before she was dragging him away to hang out with her friends.

When they'd started arguing yet again something in you had snapped. You'd started downing tequila shots like you were trying to drown your emotions in liquor. The alcohol, instead of extinguishing the flames, just made them burn brighter. Sure enough you'd ended up in the upstairs bathroom tearfully confessing your deepest secrets to Calum when you weren't heaving your guts up.

Calum was sympathetic, rubbing your back and trying to calm you down. You claimed to love all the guys as if they were your brothers, and with Calum that was particularly true. He'd been the first to call you on your feelings months ago. Calum saw the connection you had with Luke and it was obvious it was more than just friends, but you tried to play it off. Luke only liked a certain type, tall and lean, and much hotter than you could ever hope to be.

Still, you were the one he came to when he and his girlfriend had problems. It was you he confessed his fears to late at night when he was homesick from being on the road. You were the one he sought advice from, and the person he trusted most. He was like a brother to you, or at least you pretended that was the case, until the Patron came right back up along with your feelings.

Luke came to check on you and Calum ran him off. You'd heard shouting between the two of them before they were separated. Calum came back to you followed by your friend Eva and the two of them got you home.

You crawled to your couch, not able to make it up the stairs to your bedroom, plus the bathroom was nearby. They got you set up with a towel, some water and Advil before Eva took Calum up to your room. Their moans were the last thing you heard before you passed out.

When you woke up you were in your bed in last night's clothes but on fresh sheets. Your phone was plugged in and charging next to a bottle of coconut water. Your throat felt like sandpaper so your chugged the bottle almost choking halfway through when Luke walked into your bedroom.

"What are you doing here?" You sputter trying to remember the previous night.

"Came to check on you." He sat down next to you on the bed sliding over so you're leaning against his chest. "You were wild last night, what got into you?"

"Tequila mostly," you groan, squeezing your eyes shut at the memory.

"I noticed." Luke sounded annoyed but when you looked at him, he smiled down at you. "You seemed upset about something, were you mad at me?"

Fear shot chills through your entire body as you remember why you'd started drinking. You had been angry with him, but it wasn't his fault. You were angry because you were jealous, horny and frustrated from denying your feelings for him. You were pissed at yourself for not being able to say anything, because you knew he didn't feel the same way. You were like a sister to him and you didn't want to destroy what you had.

"I can't remember anything except getting sick, I barely remember getting home," you lie, closing your eyes to avoid looking at him.

"Can you get me another water please?"

You could feel the tension in his body ease for a second as he gave you a little squeeze, "of course, do you want some food or anything else?"

Your stomach twisted at the thought and you shook your head, and you saw the tight expression return to his face. He was clearly annoyed by the whole situation, but dutifully returned with two bottles of coconut water, a Powerade, animal crackers and a banana.

"Wait where did that come from? Did you bring that all with you?" Your brain hurt trying to remember the last time you'd gone grocery shopping.

"Yeah, I thought you might need it. You probably should change, you good on that?" He blushed and busied himself arranging your snacks for you.

You realize you're still in your jumpsuit that zips up the back, worse the room is still swaying.

"Please," you manage to squeak out. "Can you grab my big purple t shirt and I have a pair a grey shorts in my second drawer."

He got your clothes and you put the shirt on over your head letting it rest on your shoulders as he stood you up. You wrapped your arms around him as he unzipped your suit and unclasped your bra. The feeling of his fingers grazing your bare back made you gasp, and you hoped he didn't notice. He pulled back and lowered the oversized shirt as your clothes fell to the floor. He sat you back on the bed and got your feet into your shorts and the two of you worked together to get them up your legs.

"Are you ok?" Luke suddenly looked concerned.

"I'm gonna be sick, I'm sorry," you whispered.

He carried you to the little bathroom connected to your bedroom and held you as you heaved and coughed. You could hear him muttering to himself behind you.

"I'm gonna kill Calum for letting it get this far. He shouldn't have let you drink that much."

"Hey," you protested weakly, "it's not Calum's fault I'm an idiot. He shouldn't have to babysit me. I can handle myself."

"That is obviously not true, look what happened," he scoffed. "Come on, let's get you back to bed."

"Well we can't all have hot girlfriends, that we're constantly fighting with," you complained as he got you settled in comfortably.

"If I didn't know better I'd think you were jealous," he teased. "I thought you two were friends."

"Uh we are, it's just that you two have kind of been fighting a lot lately." You tried to walk it back.

"Don't," he sighed, clearly annoyed again. "Last night we were arguing about you so you weren't the only one pretending. Why can't people just be honest?"

"Was that a dig at me?" You pout at him, getting irritated yourself.

"A little bit, I heard some of what you said to Calum. It sounded pretty serious, but you refused to talk to me. I had to leave because Calum was getting super aggressive, and wouldn't let me see you. He wouldn't let anyone near you actually, except Eva. What the hell was that all about?" Luke's jaw was clenched tight and he was scrolling through Netflix on your bedroom TV, refusing to look at you.

"I don't know why Calum was acting like that," you told himand he shook his head. "Maybe I feel like hot garbage right now and don't want to analyze everything. I'm not even sure why I got so upset. It really is kind of hazy," you used your baby voice and he couldn't help but smile. He put a pillow on his lap and let you rest your head as you started watching TV. He played with your hair and rubbed your back until you were practically purring.

Suddenly you remembered, "wait why were you two fighting about me?" You sat up quickly and regretted it just as fast. Luke steadied you and laid you back down gently. "She thinks we're too close. She never had a problem before but now she says it's different."

"What did she say?" You were fighting sleep and he knew it.

"Get some rest," his fingers grazed your skin, his voice low. "We can talk later, I'm not going anywhere."

When you woke hours later you could hear Luke downstairs in the kitchen and you could smell bacon. Your stomach growled and you reached out for the cookies he'd left for you. Nibbling on them helped but you decided you wanted to try whatever he was cooking. You reached for your phone to text him when you saw several missed calls and messages. Plenty of your friends were at the party and wanted to check up on you but you scrolled down to Eva first.

How's everything with Luke? He was pissed when he showed up this morning. He made me change your sheets before he carried you upstairs, and then made me take them home and wash them. Wtf even happened last night? You were fine and then next thing I know Calum is coming to get me because you're fucking wasted. You were saying some crazy shit last night. If you really feel that strongly you need to tell him bc I heard them fighting. His girlfriend thinks you like him and doesn't want y'all hanging out anymore. Cut that bitch off at the knees babe hmu later so I can tell you about Calum

You texted Luke below he could come back upstairs

Idk what you're cooking but it smells amazing. Can I have a bite? Please?

He answered quickly

I was hoping you'd be hungry. I'll make you a little plate. Drink water

You smiled, letting yourself enjoy being domestic with Luke for a day. You quickly scroll back down to check the texts from Calum.

You owe me big time. Luke almost swung on me twice. He's furious I let you drink too much and was worried I had a thing for you. Good thing I had Eva walking sideways 😝😝😝

You need to talk to him, there's got to be a reason he's so overprotective. Hmmmm

His gf is looking for him, he's ignoring her to take care of you. Lucky you have such a good friend right?

You answered Calum back listening for Luke

Yeah he's mad at me too, it's not just you

Did he leave? I thought he was staying there?

Yeah he's downstairs making us food

Oh yeah he sounds really pissed lol tell him I said hi

You heard Luke coming up the stairs

Not a chance, gotta go, he's coming

You put your phone back on the charger and scrambled back onto the pillow before he came back into the room carrying two plates. He'd made bacon and eggs for himself but you hated eggs so he'd made you tater tots covered in bacon and cheese with ranch dressing on the side. He was trying not to eat carbs, but always stole bites off your plate insisting those calories didn't count. You put queer eye on Netflix and you sat side by side, propped up with pillows against the headboard while you ate. He claimed not to like the show, but you knew JVN and Karamo were his favorites. He always laughed at you because you always cried watching this show but he also got choked up a bit from time to time. Your leg was pressed against his and your felt his phone vibrating, text after text, call after call and he ignored them all.

"Are you just gonna let everything go to voicemail?" You asked.

"Told you I didn't want to talk about it, got some thinking to do," his voice was hollow and he was really starting to worry you.

"Why won't you talk to me Luke? I don't understand what's going on." You ask finishing your food.

"I don't either," he sighed. "Why didn't you tell me you like someone?"

"What are you talking about?" You decide to admit nothing until you know what he knows.

"One minute you're hanging with Calum and Mikey, dancing and having fun. By the time I see you next you're in tears and crying to Calum about how you can never get him to notice you. That he doesn't look at you that way. How can he be so sexy with those eyes, his body, the way he moves across a room. Why didn't you tell me?" Luke turned big puppy dog eyes on you and your entire body is hot with embarrassment. You don't remember saying that, but you knew exactly who you meant. How are you going to explain yourself?

Luke surprises you when he keeps talking,"I don't want to tell you what to do, but you know how Michael is with women. He's one of my best friends, my brother, but he only wants one thing and you're worth more than that."

You start laughing, unable to believe Luke is so clueless to think you're after Michael. Not that you'd mind a hookup, you'd heard the rumors about how good he was in bed. You were also aware Michael never caught feelings and soon grew bored with any girl he took to bed.

"I'm not into Mikey like that," you told him. "He was going to be a distraction but I got too drunk."

"So who were you crying over, I want to know who's ass to kick." Luke looked relieved but still concerned.

"It's not important now," you tell him. "He has a girlfriend, and he doesn't see me that way."

Luke frowned, opened his mouth to speak before snapping it shut and closing his eyes. He looked back down at you, "if he doesn't see how wonderful you are, then he definitely doesn't deserve your tears." He reached over and squeezed your leg and it jolted through your entire body. You grabbed his empty plate and swung your legs over the side of the bed. It was only when you stood up and the entire room swayed your remembered your pounding head. Luke was up and next to you in a flash.

"No no no sweetie easy," he took the plates out of your hands and sat you back down. "I'll take care of that, drink some water for me." You nodded and complied, feeling your head ease up a bit.

"I need to take a shower," you insisted.

"Fine, I'll do the dishes so you can have some privacy." Luke walked you to the bathroom and made sure you had towels and your big fluffy robe. You were still a bit woozy but slow deliberate movements kept it mostly at bay.

The water felt like heaven against your skin. For several moments you just let it pour over you, hoping it could wash away your feelings. It didn't work, especially when soaping yourself down you imagined for a second not being alone in the shower. What it would be like to have him pressed against you, his hands on your wet skin.

You groaned in frustration because you felt too awful to get yourself off but thinking about Luke in the shower left you incredibly horny. You finished your shower and shut off the water. Wrapped in your robe and with a towel on your head you sat on the edge of your tub to think about everything. You couldn't deny your feelings for Luke any longer, but had no idea what to do about them. You were starting to suspect he was a little conflicted himself. You decided to test that a bit, and made your way back to your room. Despite it being just after six pm you dug through your pajama drawer finding a matching grey tank and shorts set that was girly cute but not obviously sexy, with a pink lace bralette and purple boy shorts underneath. Sitting on your bed you got the bralette and tank top on just fine, but bending over to try and pull up your panties was not happening. You texted Luke downstairs

I need help getting dressed

He came back upstairs quickly his eyes going wide as he realized your predicament.

"Can you please just hook them on my feet and pull them up where I can reach?" You tried sounding irritated but you were super nervous. So was he from the looks of it, he nodded and swallowed before kneeling and carefully looping the underwear over your feet pulling them up until your hands met his just below your knees. The whole time not looking up at you but his eyes fixed on the hem of your shirt as it grazed your thighs. You saw him blink back to reality and abruptly stand up and turn around. You pulled the panties over your hips and sat back up.

"You can turn back around now." You teased him, handing him the shorts when he did. Same thing only this time he let his hands reach your thighs before he stopped, and when took the fabric from his fingers they lingered hovering before brushing the inside of your thigh with the back of his knuckles.

"Your skin is so soft." You barely heard him and you saw him flush red when he realized what he'd said. He stood up just as you leaned forward and smacked his head into yours.

You both yelped in pain and shock before collapsing onto the bed. You lay there almost in tears until Luke started giggling, which is contagious and soon you're both cracking up.

This doesn't help your headache and when he sees you wince he stops laughing and pulls himself over next to you. Resting on his side on one elbow he inspects the small knot forming at your hairline. He presses a kiss to the spot and you look up at him and return the favor, smoothing his curls away from his forehead and ghosting your lips across his skin before lying back down. You feel the tension in the air and you decide to make a move. Until your stomach growls breaking the spell. Luke laughs and pats your belly, "Let's get some dinner and watch a movie."

He carries you downstairs on his back and puts you on the couch so you can order takeout. You already had his order memorized, grilled chicken wrap, no cheese, extra chicken add avocado. You got a chicken pita, extra feta because he always stole some of it. Luke let you pick the movies grumbling when you picked Aladdin yet he always sang along to every song. You would sing with him on the silly songs like "Friend Like Me"and "Prince Ali" , but left the "A whole new world" to him alone, sometimes closing your eyes and just listening to his voice.

The food arrives just as he's finishing the song.

"Ugh I'm starving," he pushes off the couch to answer the door.

He comes back with the food and gets everything set up, winking at you as he immediately stole a big chunk of feta.

The two of you got quiet as you ate, randomly throwing out lines, by the time the movie was over you were both finished and full.

You were getting a bit sleepy so he put Moana on next and laid your head on a pillow in his lap.

As you watched the movie you became distracted by a loose bright yellow thread in the inseam of his shorts. Rubbing your finger along the seam trying to figure out where the pull started you didn't realize what you were doing until Luke snapped "can you just watch the movie?"

You were taken aback by the harsh tone until you felt him reach inner the pillow to adjust himself. Then you decided to push it up a notch toying with the hem of his shorts before resting your hand on his thigh and giving him a little squeeze.

"Thank you for taking care of me today, I appreciate it," you keep your voice low and stretch your legs out a bit letting your shorts ride up. After a few minutes of you moving around Luke finally taps your shoulder.

"I gotta go to the bathroom," he tells you and you sat up, noticing the bulge he tried to hide in his shorts.

When he got back you saw it was gone and he seemed more relaxed. Luke checked the time on his phone.

"I should go before I fall asleep here, and really get myself into trouble." He grins at you and helps you to your feet for a hug.

"Make sure you keep drinking water and no more drinking like that ok. I don't like seeing my girl upset like that, he doesn't deserve it," Luke tilted your chin up to meet his eyes. He looked at you with such warmth and caring you didn't want him to leave but you couldn't make yourself tell him that. "And no Michael, no Calum, you're off limits and they know this "

"You're not my daddy," you pout sticking out your tongue at him. "What are you gonna do about Leila? She knows you've been here all day and she's pissed," you asked him.

His face darkened, "how do you know that?"

You realize Luke hadn't told you that, Calum had. Your expression tells on you and Luke nods, "I'll deal with him tomorrow. You need to get some rest, can you get back upstairs?"

You nod, "yeah I'm feeling better, you make a good nurse."

"Anything for you sweetheart." He wraps you in a hug again kissing your forehead. "You know you're like family to me "

"Yeah that's the problem." The words are out of your mouth before your realize it and for a second you think they were too muffled for him to hear.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Luke pulls back from you. His eyes searching yours, and you can't believe he's that surprised.

"Break up with your girlfriend and we'll find out." You blurt out the words and instantly want to take it all back. You pulled back and turned away from him, but he stepped up behind you, just like he has a million times before, and squeezed your shoulders while kissing the top of your head.

"I'll talk to you tomorrow." Then he's gone.

You text Eva and she rushes over. The next two hours are a rehashing of every second with Luke as well as more information than you needed about Calum's big dick.

That all happened Sunday. Monday you hadn't heard a word from anyone until Calum texted you after your got home from work.

They broke up, and he's still not talking to me. He even got into it with Michael today telling him you were off limits. What has he said to you?

Nothing, once I told him I didn't want him to think of me like a sister I haven't heard a word. I fucked everything up

You said something? Haha No wonder he's freaking out. I don't think you fucked up, but you definitely hit a nerve. You'll hear from him soon

That was Monday, it was now Wednesday and he still hadn't contacted you aside from liking your posts on social media. You'd even texted him yesterday

Heard what happened, hope you're doing ok. Lmk if you need anything

He'd read it almost immediately but hadn't replied. Michael ended up DM'ing you that night to ask you what happened, and why Luke was trying to warn him off. You had to admit you'd told Luke you found him attractive and thought he'd make a nice distraction from your current problems.

Radio silence stretched until Friday. By the you were a nervous wreck trying to stay busy and not think about it. That just made you think about it more until Luke finally texted you

Hey sorry, I've just been dealing with a lot lately. Tell your mom I said happy birthday, miss ya

You blinked back tears, not because you were hurt, but because you were pissed. What kind of half assed message was that? After what went down Sunday, not to mention waiting five days to contact you in general.

Thanks I'll let her know, going out this weekend, hope to see ya

Prob not but will see

You were stunned at his answer and Calum agreed he was acting like a bitch. Calum and Michael had already convinced you to come out to the club with them Friday. Luke was mad and wouldn't go so you could have fun without worrying about Luke and whatever was going on between the two of you.

You and Eva showed up to the club that night and gave your names at the door. Calum put you on the list for VIP so you went all out. Your black halter top and a silver sequin mini skirt must've looked decent on you given the wicked grin Michael gave you when he saw you. You took a shot from Calum's hand and raised a toast, "to moderation," and you both laughed taking the shot. It was then you saw Luke, sitting in the corner and glaring at you.

"What is he doing here?" You hiss at Calum who shrugs.

"He found out you were coming and suddenly he had to be here. He's mad at us so we're not fucking with him right now. Ignore him, have fun with us."

Eva pulled her onto the floor and they danced together feeling the guys watching them. After a couple songs you wanted a glass of water. Michael was right there, handing you water and flagging down the server so you could order something stronger. You got a tall vodka and cranberry and cozied up to Michael. He was whispering to you and cracking jokes to make you laugh while never getting too handsy or flirty. Calum and Eva were all over each other and you caught Luke's eye as Michael murmured something in your ear. Luke glared at you and you responded by blowing him a kiss.

Luke almost smiled but he looked away, determined to be difficult.

You rolled your eyes and let Ashton lead you out to the dance floor. Music was blasting and you were a decent dancer, and Ashton knew some moves. It was sensual, but not too sexy and you felt he was holding back.

"I thought you were supposed to have hips," you teased him as he turned you three times before bringing you back into him, his fingers lightly resting on your hips.

Accepting the challenge he rolled his hips, thrusting a bit more aggressively against you. Calum noticed and began to cheer you guys on as you danced closer together. You saw Luke stand up. Michael held him back, trying to talk him down, but Luke pushed past him towards where you were.

He cut in and Ashton gave you a wink as he backed away. You kept dancing as if you didn't notice. Luke's fingers dug into your hips as he pressed himself against your back, rocking his hips in time with yours, with his breath hot on your neck. Your fingers entwined with his as you followed familiar steps with your favorite dance partner.

"Come on now, Ashton? What are you thinking? He's worse than Mike. I don't want you being just another one of his girls," Luke snapped.

"You haven't talked to me all week." You shot back. "How am I supposed to know what you want? Besides you're not my father, my brother or my boyfriend so you don't really get an opinion."

"We can work on that." He spun you around, your chest pressed to his staring down at you.

"What's that supposed to mean?" You ask, unable to stop staring at his lips.

"Kiss me and we'll find out." He winked just before his mouth was on yours. His arms circled your waist as your hands crept up his chest feeling his heartbeat race as he kissed you.

You were interrupted seconds later by Calum hugging the two of you, jumping around screaming "I knew it, I knew it."

"Fuck off Calum," Luke snarled and you laughed.

"No way, I'm a fucking matchmaker and I want credit." Calum was smiling at you proudly. "I knew you guys would be perfect together."

Luke laughed and pushed Calum out of the way so he could kiss you again.

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