#i gotta drink more water jeez

[ribbed-vault-heart]

i hate doctor appointments with surprise blood work I DONT DRINK WATERRRRRR

#anyway it was only two vials it was fine #they just had to check both arms like 3 times and then went with a deep vein #i gotta drink more water jeez

[teyvatdreams]

helping them when they need it

incl. itto, xiao, kazuha, childe

warnings: mentions of injuries / cuts

a/n: childe’s is . kind of angsty ?? still has a little bit of reverse comfort. also takes place before he tries to destroy liyue <3

itto

you weren’t entirely sure why arataki itto ran to you when he had an allergy attack, but here he was, nearly hyperventilating at your doorstep.

“what happened?” you ask, putting your hand on his shoulder to steady him.

“beans,” he chokes out. “beans,” he repeats, coughing.

“we were getting food and there were beans hidden under his rice,” one of his gang members explains. “we told him to be careful but he was so hungry he took a bite without checking!”

“oh, jeez. come on,” you sigh, helping itto up. “could you guys give us some space?” you look to the three men standing behind itto.

they all nod. “we’ll stay out here if that’s what you need.”

you close your door and sit itto down. his eyes were filled with tears and he was coughing uncontrollably. “itto, you’ve gotta be more careful. this is the 2nd time this has happened in the past week,” you tell him. “at this rate, you’re gonna build an immunity to beans.”

itto rapidly shakes his head. “no way. never gonna happen,” he says with a strained voice.

“just sit here and calm down. you’re not gonna be able to get your breath back if you keep panicking,” you tell him. “do you want some water?”

itto quickly nods. you retrieve a glass of water for him and he slurps it down. “man, you really are a lifesaver,” he breathes. he already sounds better.

“are you gonna be okay? aren’t eating beans like, particularly bad for you? am i gonna have to rush you to a doctor?” you ask.

“slow down, slow down,” itto says between breaths. “i think i’ll be fine. might have to take it easy for the rest of the night, but i won’t die or anything. it was just one bean.” his face scrunches up. “so gross.”

you refill his glass of water, and he drinks it all in the blink of an eye. “d’you mind if i crash here for a bit?” he asks. “just a few hours, tops. i promise i’ll be gone before the sun sets.”

you nod. “that’s fine, i guess. what do you want me to tell the guys?”

“just tell ‘em to head home and that i’m taking a nap here. they’ll be outta your hair then.”

you did just that, and although hesitant, his gang members left. by the time you came back inside, itto was already fast asleep. you didn’t have to leave home, so you just went on with your day and kept an eye on itto.

the sun started to set and itto finally started stirring. “itto?” you ask quietly.

itto’s eyes flutter open and he rubs them before lifting his head. “oh man, how long have i been out?”

“three days,” you reply. “just kidding, it’s only been a few hours.” you quickly add on once you see the look of horror on itto’s face.

“not funny,” he mumbles, setting his head back down. “how am i still so exhausted?”

“well, you are extremely allergic to beans. ‘extremely’ almost doesn’t seem like a good enough word to describe how badly allergic you are,” you tell him. “just stay the night.”

“are you sure?” itto asks after a few moments of silence. “i mean, i’m sure i can make it home just fine. granny is probably worried about me,” he says.

“i understand that, but i don’t really think you’re in a condition to make that journey back to your granny right now. surely she’ll understand when you get back?“ you suggest.

“yeah, you’re probably right. she’d probably be mad at me for walking that much when i’m like this.” he says. he groans. “i need to go back to sleep. my head is killing me,”

“no worries. hopefully you’ll feel better in the morning.” you say.

“hey, (y/n), thanks for letting me stay here while i recover. i owe you big time.” itto says.

you chuckle. “don’t worry about it. you’re not in best itto condition, i can’t let you go around inazuma looking like that,”

he laughs. “yeah, thanks for — wait, what do you mean by that? how bad do i look?!?”

xiao

“he’s on the roof, as usual. i… don’t think he’s in the best condition. could you please check on him?”

verr goldet’s voice sounded more nervous than usual. as you made your way to the top of wangshu inn, you were just expecting to see xiao exhausted from conquering demons — it was a rare sight, but it did happen. you had never actually seen him physically hurt.

“xiao?” you ask, stepping onto the roof. you couldn’t see him. “xiao?” you repeat.

you hear something behind you. turning, you finally see xiao. you can tell by the way he’s standing that he’s in great pain — eyebrows furrowed, face contorted in a way that makes it only more obvious he’s trying to hide his pain. “you called?”

“verr goldet asked me to check on you… are you okay?” you ask, stepping closer.

xiao grunts. “i’m fine.”

it’s then when you notice his arms are cut, exposing dark gashes on his arm that are the complete opposite of a human’s flesh. gasping, you put a hand on his arm, making sure to be wary of his injury. “what happened?”

“i said i’m fine,” xiao gently moves away from your grasp. “it’s just a flesh wound…”

“it should still be cared for,” you tell him. “please let me look at it.”

xiao crossed his arms before sighing. “alright, fine.”

“i’ll be back in just a moment. don’t leave.”

you quickly go down the stairs of wangshu inn and retrieve a first aid kit. you’re back to the roof in no time and pleased to see that xiao hasn’t left. “sit,” you say, gently helping him sit down. you start to disinfect his cuts.

he doesn’t even flinch. he clears his throat. “…is it bad?”

you shake your head. “no. it isn’t deep enough to need stitches or anything,” you reply. “but whatever got you, got you pretty good.”

you bandage up his right arm and start cleaning the next. “where were you when i got here? verr goldet said you’d be on the roof.”

“i knew she’d send you after me,” he mumbles. “i didn’t want you to see me hurt.”

“why?” you ask. “it’s a good thing i did, right? you could get more hurt if you left these untreated.”

he shrugs. “i suppose you’re right.”

“if you didn’t want me to see you like this, then why did you still show up?” you ask.

“because you called out my name. and i promised i’d be there whenever you did.” xiao replies.

you finish bandaging him up. “you’re good at keeping promises,” you say, packing the first-aid kit up. “so promise me you won’t hesitate to ask me for help.”

xiao pauses for a moment before nodding slightly. when you start to descend the stairs to return the kit back to its place, you feel xiao’s eyes on you, watching intently. “i’m just putting the first-aid kit back,” you tell him. “i’ll be back. would you like me to get you some almond tofu from chef yanxiao?”

“okay,” he says, shoulder dropping in relief. “just… make it fast, please,”

kazuha

doing business on the docks of liyue, you had grown close to the captain of the crux, beidou. you were the first to welcome her back and the last to send her your regards and well wishes before she left. so when she returned to liyue after a trip to inazuma, she wasted no time to introduce you to kaedehara kazuha.

he was timid, only speaking to beidou, avoiding all eye contact with you — beidou told you once it was just you and her that he had been through a lot recently, fleeing from inazuma after witness his friend get slain.

before the pair left the dock, you called out his name.

“kazuha, if you ever need help, ask beidou where you can find me.”

it was just an offer; you couldn’t deny that his story pulled at your heartstrings a bit. he had gone through so much. losing a friend, fleeing your home nation, suddenly coming to a new nation you don’t know anything about. it was a lot.

a few weeks had passed since kazuha had arrived in liyue. you had only spoken to him once since beidou introduced you to him, but you saw him around the city a lot and would always wave or give him a friendly smile. it wasn’t until a stormy night that kazuha took up your offer of help.

you almost didn’t hear him knock on your door. it almost blended in with the pounding rain against your house. but you checked anyways, and you were greeted with a soaking wet kazuha at your doorstep.

you immediately pulled him inside, running to grab a towel to dry him off. he looked like he was soaked to the bone, his clothes were sopping wet and rain dripped from his hair. you wrapped the towel around him and sat him down.

“i tried to find shelter,” kazuha chuckles as he pulls the towel tighter around his body. “but as you can see, i failed.”

“it’s been raining for hours,” you say softly, throwing more wood in the fireplace nearby. “have you been in the rain this entire time?”

“not the entire time. i was in a cave when the rain started, but the wind started to blow the rain in. so i started to make my way here.” he explains. “it still took some time, though.”

“i’m glad you knew where i was. besides from me there’s only two other houses nearby, and i’m not sure they’d be as welcoming to a stranger.” you tell him.

“after we met a few weeks ago i asked beidou where i could find you if i needed it. since i’ve been here for some time now, i didn’t have any trouble finding you, luckily.” he replies. he sniffles, pushing his wet hair back.

“let me get you some food, you must be starving.” you say, pushing a chair closer to the fireplace. “sit here. get warmed up,” you help him stand and get him seated by the fire.

you quickly go to your kitchen to retrieve some soup you had made earlier while you rack your brain on what to do about his clothes. you had some old clothes you didn’t wear anymore that might fit him; he just needed something for the night. you left the kitchen to get kazuha some food in his stomach.

“here’s some soup,” you say. “you’ll have to change out of those clothes before you get sick, though,”

kazuha nods, taking the soup from your hands and sips it, sighing in relief at the warmth. “thank you for helping me,” he says. “i don’t think i realized how cold i was until i got here.”

“of course,” you reply. “there’s no way i’d leave you out there. let me get you those clothes now,” you go to your bedroom and find the clothes — looking at them now, they’d surely fit him.

when you return, kazuha had finished the soup and was standing by the fire. he had just finished drying his hair; it was out of it’s usual ponytail now. “i’m sorry for causing any—“

“shh,” you shush him. “it’s fine. i offered to help and now i’m helping.” you hand him the clothes.

his eyelids are heavy. he looks so exhausted he could fall asleep standing up.

“i can take you to my room and you can have my bed for the night.” you tell him.

kazuha shakes his head. “no. i can’t do that. i can just sleep out here on the floor.”

“kazuha—“

“i’ll be fine. i’m used to it. having a roof over my head is enough for me.” he says.

you listen to the rain outside for a few moments before nodding. “okay. you can put your clothes by the fire, hopefully they’ll be dried by morning.” you say. “are you sure you’ll be okay?”

kazuha smiles slightly, nodding. “yes. i can’t thank you enough for what you’ve done so far.”

“alright, then. i’ll see you in the morning.” you leave kazuha by himself and go to your own room. it takes you some time to shut your brain off and fall asleep, but you manage.

in the morning, you leave your room and see that kazuha has already woken up. he was back in his own clothes that had dried and had neatly folded yours and set it on the table.

“how are you feeling?” you ask.

“okay,” kazuha replies. “although… i can feel a cold coming on,” he sighs.

“well, you can always come back if you need to. a cold will definitely leave faster if you have proper shelter. i can also get you some medicine from dr. baizhu. i have to deliver something to him today anyways,” you tell him.

kazuha nods, grinning. “thank you.”

you quickly get ready and head towards the harbor with kazuha. the smell of rain still lingered in the air, children were jumping in the puddles left behind while the wild animals drank from them.

“i have to head to the crux,” kazuha says. “thank you again for all the help.”

“you’re welcome. feel free to come by anytime,” you tell him.

he nods, a soft smile on his face. “i’ll definitely consider it.”

childe

there had been a few times before when you had needed to patch up the mysterious man from snezhnaya — usually just a few cuts and bruises, but for a toy seller, he was getting hurt an awful lot.

so when he showed up on your doorstep, clothes tattered, covered in blood, you knew there was definitely something he wasn’t telling you. but that didn’t mean you were going to deny him help.

silence fills the room as you disinfect his cuts and clean the dirt off his skin. you noticed that body was basically covered in scars.

“you’ve definitely seen me in better shape,” childe finally says, voice strained. he’s still able to crack a smile.

you look to him. even though he’s smiling, you can sense some kind of hurt in his eyes. you quickly glance away. “i have.”

“i appreciate your help. i didn’t know who else to go to. the pharmacy is closed, and i’m not sure i’d get the same kind of help there as i will from you.” childe says.

you nod. “you made the right choice. so, what happened?” you ask.

the question makes childe shift uncomfortably in his spot. “i can tell you’re suspicious.”

“of course i am. am i supposed to think toy sellers get in fights like this?” you question. “either way, i don’t care. we’ve already established some kind of friendship, so…”

“it was never my plan to keep my real job hidden from you,” he admits. “but it would change your mind about me. and it felt kind of nice to have someone who didn’t know what i’m really in liyue for… but everyone figures it out somehow,” he says, chuckling.

“childe…” you say softly. “i’m still helping you. and i plan to do this whenever you need it.”

childe looks to you, with an almost confused and hurt expression on his face. “i’m not a good guy.”

“then i’ll pretend you’re a good guy.” you reply, pressing a bandage onto a cut on his shoulder. “if mr. zhongli trusts you, then surely you can’t be all that bad? i’m starting to get a feeling you don’t talk too highly of yourself.”

childe looks down at the floor. “okay. then we can pretend i’m just a toy seller.”

you pull childe’s sleeve back down to cover the bandage. “alright.”

childe stands up from his seat and heads to the door. “thank you again.”

“are you sure you want to leave? you must be exhausted. you’re already hurt and it’s dark outside. you should really—“

“i’ll be fine.” childe cuts you off. “i shouldn’t take up more of your time. you’ve already helped me this much.” he opens the front door. “i hope i’ll see you again soon.”

and then, he’s gone, leaving you with nothing but your thoughts.

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[tangerineslittleslag]

Bathroom break (Tangerine x F!Reader)

Smut!!! Hot hot smutty smut!!! Expect some language, cock and balls

"Aight fellas, I gotta go to the toilet. Keep an eye on him." I said, gesturing towards the Son and standing up. Lemon nodded, eyes still focused on the Son's corpse, while Tangerine looked up at me. I gave him a small smile, which he returned, and I headed down the alley. I decided to go the next car down to the toilet, as I really needed some space away from those two. Yes, they were fun, but my god did they bicker a lot. Plus a little stroll would do me some good. I headed into the little toilet and shut the door, taking a quick look around the place. Man, if only they made these kind of toilets back at home, I would be drinking a shit ton of water just to piss in it. Okay, weird thought. Hiking my skirt up and pulling my underwear down I sat on the toilet, finally able to relieve myself after… how long? I checked my watch. Jeez, 8 hours? I could've had a good nights sleep in that time. Having finished I stood back up, clothing myself again and checking my appearance in the mirror. Tucked a stray hair here, fixed my eyebrow there. There was a rattling sound as someone tried to open the door, followed by a knock.

"Just a minute." I shouted, hoping they'd be patient enough to let me correct my makeup.

"Open the door." Tangerine. I really couldn't have a moment of peace and quiet away from them.

"For fuck's sake Tang, wait a minute." I said, taking out my mascara and working on my eyelashes. A lady had to look good while at work, after all. I quickly put some lip balm on as a final touch then, after fixing my hair, opened the door.

"How fucking long does it take to open a door?" He retorted. I blinked up at him, confused.

"I don't know about you but I prefer to make sure I look presentable after taking a piss." I looked at his arm, which was now pushing against the doorway and blocking my way out. He blinked at me.

"What's that now?" His annoyed expression had turned into a confused one, which only made me even more confused.

"What? Never heard of women pissing before?" I crossed my arms, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Shit. So you actually…" He trailed off, running his hand down his jawline and looking back in the direction that our seats were.

"The fuck is going on with you?"

"Alright, calm your tits." He stood back, letting go of the doorway and holding a hand in front of him to calm me down. "I just thought that look you gave me earlier meant you wanted me here. That's all." I stared at him, trying to make sense of his words. And then it clicked.

"Oh." Was all I could muster out. He sniffed and clapped his hands together, raising his eyebrows at me. "I mean… I did really just need the toilet…"

"Yeah I got that by now." He rocked back on his heels. I looked down the aisle, just barely seeing Lemon at his seat, having seemingly not moved. I turned back to Tangerine, giving him a once over. Though I wouldn't have ever expected him to be standing here wanting to be let in, I definitely wasn't complaining. He'd had me intrigued since day one, so this was a once in a lifetime opportunity. I shrugged, holding back a smile.

"Come on in." A hint of a smile appeared under his moustache but I lifted a finger just as he was about to step in. "But! No feelings involved. I'm not about to be pulled into some silly little romance thing with you." He put my finger down then slid his hand under my palm, lifting it up to kiss my knuckles.

"Course not, love." Great. I was already breaking the deal. I let him push me back into the bathroom, the click of the lock reminding me how real this was. I ran my hands up his chest, my gaze following my fingers, and let them cradle the back of his neck. His nestled at my waist and he leaned forward, our lips meeting in a soft kiss. Slow and gentle, which was definitely not what I had been expecting. He pulled me towards him and my brows furrowed as I felt him digging into my hip. I pulled back, looking down at where our hips were joined and then back up at him with an amused look.

"Already? Jeez, you really do have no self control." Rolling his eyes he pushed me back against the sink, lifting me up to let me sit on it.

"You're getting on my fucking nerves, sweetheart."

"And that's why you came all the way here to fu-" His lips crashed into mine again, cutting me off. This was no longer the soft, experimental kiss we shared earlier. He was rough and desperate, one hand tangled in my hair giving it a tug while the other kept my hips close to his. Damn, maybe I should annoy him more often. I ran my hands up and down his chest, revelling in the feel of his muscles beneath that fucking waistcoat. I latched a finger onto his necklace, giving it a little tug. He pressed his hips closer to me in response and I gasped, wrapping my legs around him. He let go of my hair and hips, instead choosing to run his hands along my exposed thighs and hike my skirt up. He ran two fingers along my clothed cunt and I moaned, breaking away from the kiss and instead resting my head on his shoulder.

"Fucking hell love, you're soaking wet." Latching a finger onto my underwear he pulled it to the side, then ran his fingers over my clit in all the right ways. My hands went up to his shoulders, gripping onto them as I breathed heavily, enjoying every sensation. He placed kisses along my neck and inserted two fingers, making me gasp as I moved my hips around them. I entangled one hand in his hair, kneading the locks between my fingers and giving him gentle tugs whenever he hit a sensitive spot.

"You don't think- ah~ that Lemon's mmm~ gonna wonder where we are?" I forced out, my hips moving erratically against him as a warm feeling nestled in my belly. I groaned in disappointment as he pulled his fingers out and stepped back. He looked at me as he ran his tongue along his fingers, a slight smile forming under his moustache.

"What's got your knickers in a twist?" He pulled me down from the sink. I rolled my eyes and bit my lip with a smile, my hands finding his crotch and feeling over his bulge.

"You." I made quick work of his belt and zipper, pulling his trousers down to expose his hard cock. Lord, I haven't taken anything that big in some time. Before I could react he turned me around, pushing me up against the sink. I watched him in the mirror as he grabbed my hips with one hand while he aligned himself with the other. In one swift motion he filled me up and I cried out, which was quickly silenced by his hand over my mouth.

"Keep it down, love. Don't need anyone knocking on the door." He held still and I silently thanked him for giving me time to adjust, even if he did just go balls deep without any warning. I sighed contently and nodded, wiggling my hips a bit to test for any pain. He seemed to get the memo as he started moving, his hand leaving my mouth and instead resting on my shoulder. He moved painfully slow and I watched him in the mirror as he admired what he was doing to me. I took one look at my smeared lipstick and lustful eyes and almost laughed. Who would've thought I'd be looking like this for Tangerine? He was picking up his pace now, seemingly finding his rhythm. I leant back against him and arched my back. I turned my head and ran a hand up his jaw, the other gripping tightly onto the sink. He let go of my shoulder, instead choosing to sneak his hand under my shirt and massage my breast, eliciting more gasps and moans from me. His heavy breathing in my ear only served to turn me on even more. He moved his other hand from my hip to my throat, grabbing me by the jaw and forcing me to look into the mirror. He paused for a second, pushing deep inside and holding himself there.

"Fuck, look at you. Fucking stunning." He muttered inbetween breaths and I looked at his eyes in the mirror.

"Look at yourself, handsome." I smiled as he pressed a kiss to my cheek. His hands left my body, instead positioning themselves to hold the sink on either side. He started moving again and I moved my hips as best as I could, desperate for more friction. "For fucks sake Tang, stop teasing me."

"Not what I want to hear." He said, continuing his frustratingly slow movements.

"Fuck you." I panted out.

"You are, actually."

"Tang, please…" I whined, "Faster~"

"Better." He did as I asked and I finally felt some relief, though it wasn't quite enough.

"Faster…please…" I moaned. With a smirk he rapidly picked up his pace, drilling into me harder and faster than before. I closed my eyes, letting the pleasure roll over my body as my legs threatened to buckle. I grabbed his forearms, holding onto them for support as he mercilessly rammed me from behind.

"T-Tang… oh god… fuck…" I breathed out, barely able to form words. I felt the warmth in my stomach return, quickly tightening into a knot that was begging for release. I barely opened my eyes and looked in the mirror again, just enough to see his brows furrow as he dropped his head, clearly unable to hold on much longer. Not like I could either.

"Good girl…" He uttered out inbetween breaths. Keeping it down was no longer an option as I dug my nails into his forearm, arching my back against him as he kept hitting my sweet spot over and over again.

"Fuck~ Tang~ please… I'm gonna…" I moaned out, the knot in my stomach hitting its limits. With a cry I released and my legs shook, the only thing keeping me up being the sink. I released his forearms, too weak to do anything as I watched him chase his end. Grabbing my hips he held me close, shooting his warm cum deep inside me and riding out his orgasm. With all the strength I could muster I held myself up and sighed. His shoulders heaved as he took deep breaths. He leaned down, pressing kisses along my cheek and jaw and pressing a hand against my stomach, holding me steady and close to him.

"You did so well, love." I sighed, closing my eyes and taking deep breaths.

"You're gonna be the death of me." I spoke just barely above a whisper. My legs were still shaking and I wondered whether I'd be physically able to leave this goddamn bathroom. He pulled out, pulling his trousers back up and buckling his belt before taking some wet wipes from my bag and cleaning me up. Once he discarded the wipes I stood up, thanking him and holding onto the sink for support as I took in my disheveled appearance. His arms wrapped around my waist from behind and he rested his head against mine, watching me in the mirror as I shakingly fixed my makeup again. I looked at his reflection and smiled, having just noticed the lipstick smear on his lips.

"What's so fucking funny?" He asked, lifting his head. I giggled and turned around in his arms. I put my hands on his jaw, trying to wipe the it off with my thumb.

"You got some lipstick here. I don't need you walking out of here like you just left a whore house." I managed to get it all off and smiled, fixing his collar. "You should go anyway. Lemon is probably wondering where we both disappeared to."

"Yeah," He sighed, his shoulders drooping, "You make a good point." He placed a kiss to my forehead then unwrapped his arms from around me, heading out the toilet and sparing me a final glance before shutting the door behind him. I was left alone with my thoughts once more and I turned to look at myself in the mirror. My hair was still a mess, my clothes were crinkled, my legs felt weak and I could barely stand. I rested my chin on one hand, my gaze on my reflection never faltering as I argued with my thoughts. We'd said no feelings… but…

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[dwobbitfromtheshire]

Eddie realized that he loved Steve Harrington moments before he would come over to his house (his brand new, government issued house) to hang out. It wouldn't be the first time that they had hung out but it would be the first time that did it alone. Eddie was freaking out about it but he didn't have weed on him, having stopped selling after the whole Vecna situation. He would occasionally buy from Rick but he never sold anymore and even if he wanted to, no one would buy from him. He was cleared of all charges but the opinion of the public court said differently. To sum up, he only had beer. It would have to do.

He was well and truly drunk by the time Steve knocked on his door. Hey, at least he wasn't freaking out about it anymore. Eddie opened the door, grinning. Steve stood there in his stupidly tight polo t-shirt, his stupidly tight jeans, and his stupidly nice hair perched on top of his perfectly shaped square head. His pretty pink lips were stretched into a happy smile.

"God, you're hot," Eddie said.

"What?!" Steve asked, his smile dropping as he looked at Eddie in surprise.

"I said, "God, you're hot." Jeeze, Harrington, get your fantasy ass in here already," Eddie said and slapped said ass while he walked passed him.

"Jesus, Eddie. . .are you drunk?" Steve asked. "And did you mean fantastic ass?"

"I said what I said, baby. Your ass looks too good to be real. . .it's a fantasy," Eddie replied, slurring.

"Why the hell did you invite me over here if you were just going to get drunk?" Steve asked him with his hands on his hips.

"I was nervous about hanging out with you alone," he whispered in Steve's ear.

"Why?" Steve asked. "Were you worried about something I would do because you know, those King Steve days are over. . .?"

"You don't understand!" He whined stomping his feet and burrowed into Steve’s arms then began to cry. "I love you so damn much, Steve, that it hurts. I don't hate you, you were never King Steve, just Sweet Stevie hiding behind a mask. I want to take care of you, can I please take care of you?! Please, baby? Can you let me love you and take care of you? Forever?? I've noticed Stevie, you do sssmuch for people, sssjust lets me be your baddy, otay?"

"Okay, you're not making any sense, how about I take care of you for tonight?" Steve asked.

Eddie nodded and burrowed his face into Steve’s neck, nuzzling it. He jumped up and wrapped his legs tightly around Steve’s waist.

"Take me to sled, Sleeve," Eddie slurred.

"Is that a new nickname? Sleeve?" Steve asked. "Come on, let's get some water in you."

"I want put something in you. What was it? Something, something.  .  . Blocks? No. . .," Eddie said and Steve could feel him frown into his shoulder.

Steve walked into the kitchen and somehow managed to get a bottle of water for Eddie while still holding him. Eddie was clinging more tightly to him than a koala clinging to its mother. Steve ended up stumbling onto his bed with Eddie in his lap. The metalhead pulled back to look at him.

"Okay, here, drink this water," Steve said, and Eddie pursed his lips for him to do it, causing Steve to sigh loudly.

He put the bottle to Eddie's lips and titled his head back, moving Eddie around on his lap to get a better angle. Eddie giggled when he finished.

"I'm a baby. . .I'm your baby," Eddie giggled.

"You're going to be so embarrassed when you wake up tomorrow," Steve said laughing. "If you even remember."

When Steve tried to get him to change into pajamas, Eddie giggled and blushed, insisting that he could do it himself. When Steve turned around Eddie had managed to turn both his shirt and bottoms inside out. It would have to be enough, Steve had decided. He got him into bed and tucked him in while getting him to drink some more water. He placed a trashcan by the bed, took off his pants and climbed into bed beside Eddie.

"Are we having a sleepover, Sleevy?" Eddie asked sleepily.

"Yeah, I gotta make sure you don't choke on your vomit, Eds," Steve said.

"I love you, Sleeve," Eddie mumbled and snuggled into his side.

Eddie drifted off into unconsciousness before he could even hear what Steve said back to him or feel the gentle kiss to his forehead that Steve gave him. When Eddie woke up the next morning, his head was aching and Steve was putting on his pants. Eddie groaned at the light that drifted through his bedroom and closed his eyes again, shutting out the light.

"Hey," he heard Steve whisper softly. "There's aspirin by your bed. I've got to go home and get ready for work but we'll talk this afternoon?"

"Yeah, have a good day," Eddie mumbled sleepily.

He burrowed his head into the pillow, not yet awake but not really asleep. He's not sure how much time passed when he finally remembered and Eddie tumbled out of his bed, running to the door. When he ran outside, Steve was already gone and Eddie cursed as he ran his hands through his hair.

I love you so damn much, Steve.

I want to take care of you.

I love you, Sleeve.

We'll talk this afternoon?

Oh, Eddie was so screwed. Well, Steve couldn't reject him if he couldn't find him. Eddie went to take a shower, and then he packed a bag. It looked like he was going to Indianapolis for the weekend. Maybe if he stayed away, Steve would decide to just drop it, and they don't have to say anything on the embarrassing subject. Please, Steve, just drop it.

******************************************

Steve had thought of nothing but Eddie all day, the way he threw himself into Steve’s arms and the declaration of love he spewed as he cried into his neck. He thought about all the times Eddie had looked at him and how Steve looked back at him. He thought about how it made him feel, he knew it as soon as Eddie snuggled into his side and Steve said the words back to him. He loved Eddie. He was in love with Eddie Munson.

"Hello?? Earth to Dingus?!!" Robin exclaimed. "What the hell is wrong with you? I have been calling your name for like ten minutes, what's up?"

"I'm in love with Eddie," Steve blurted.

"I'm sorry, come again?" She asked with raised eyebrows.

"I'm in love with Eddie Munson," Steve said as he locked the front door, turning the sign to closed.

"I'm sorry, but Mr. Ladies Man Steve Harrington is in love with Eddie Munson. . .a man?" Robin asked, her eyebrows raised.

Steve sighed and told her about how when he showed up at Eddie's he had been drunk.

"When he sat in my lap and called himself 'my baby' all I could think about was 'He is my baby, I want him to be my baby'! It's ridiculous, Robin!" Steve exclaimed and then he paused, softening his voice. "I want him to be my Eddie, I want him to be my boyfriend!"

"Oh my God! You've got it so bad!" Robin exclaimed and burst into laughter. "You going to tell him, Romeo?"

"Yes, this evening," Steve said, running his hand through his hair.

"Well, you already know he loves you so there's nothing to worry about," Robin replied.

"Unless he didn't mean it," Steve said with a snort and Robin shook her head. "What does this make me?"

"You still like girls?"

"Yeah, so. . .bisexual?"

"Bisexual."

"Cool."

"Yeah."

******************************************

Steve smoothed his hair and fixed his shirt after he got into his car. Come on, Harrington, you've got this. Go get your man. When he arrived at the house, there wasn't a vehicle in sight. Wayne was probably working nights but he wasn't sure where Eddie was, he had told him he needed to talk with him. Steve frowned and noticed a piece of paper attached to the door. He walked up the porch steps and looked at the note written in Eddie's handwriting.

Uncle Wayne,

I know this is last minute but I needed to get away. I've gone to Indianapolis, gonna check out the record store and probably going to see Danny. I know you're just going to worry anyway but please don't! Love you! I will be back Monday.

Eddie

A pit of jealousy filled Steve’s belly. Who the fuck was Danny?

******************************************

The weekend passed rather slowly and Steve spent it pouting, trying his hardest not to complain too much about it. When Monday finally rolled around, Steve showed up to the Munson home to talk to Eddie but Wayne claimed that Eddie was sick and sleeping it off. He looked annoyed so Steve didn't press him further and left, asking Wayne to tell Eddie to give him a call. Steve waited all week for the call that never came and he finally had enough of Eddie avoiding him. He decided to do something about it.

He pulled into the high school parking, picking up the kids from Hellfire when he spotted Eddie's van. Steve grinned when he got the idea. He was early so he had enough time to do what he needed to do. He had just finished whe he heard them spilling out of the building. Steve was leaning against his BMW when he caught the sight of Eddie looking his way. His eyes widened in panic, said a quick goodbye to the others, and ran to his van. Steve smirked and watched as he tried to start his van but failed. He walked up to the van and knocked on the window. He saw Eddie sigh and roll down the window.

"You need this to start your van, right?" Steve asked holding up the car part and Eddie tried to grab for it but Steve stepped back. "No, you and I are going to talk, there's no running away this -"

Eddie got out on the other side of the van and took off before Steve could finish his sentence. Steve didn't waste anytime chasing after the metalhead who was currently zig zagging through the parking lot.

"Are you serious, Eddie?! Come on, Eddie, let's just talk!"

"No!"

Zig.

"Eddie, come on, you're being crazy!"

Zag.

"You're the one that's chasing me!"

Zig.

"Stop running and fucking talk to me?!"

"You can't reject me if you can't catch me!!"

Meanwhile, the members of Hellfire were watching the scene unfold before their eyes.

"What the hell is going on here? What are we watching?" Dustin asked.

"Looks like Eddie did something embarrassing and now he's try to run away from it," Gareth said and sighed. "He's done something like this before. Don't worry, he'll get tired eventually."

They watched as he ran off it into the woods with Steve on his trail. It was dark out so the members of the party couldn't let them go alone in the woods, knowing what had once bumped in the night. They pulled out their flashlights and nodded their heads for the other members of Hellfire to follow. They walked into the woods and followed the sounds of yelling. They found Steve chasing Eddie around the picnic, trying to make a grab for him.

"Oh, for God's sakes! Eddie, would you just stay still and listen to me!"

"No!"

"Eddie!"

"No!"

"I love you too, you idiot!"

Eddie stopped so suddenly that he tripped on the edge of the picnic table. He face planted directly into the grass. Steve took the opportunity to straddle his back.

"Now, are you going to stop running and listen to me?" Steve asked.

"Yeah," Eddie said, his voice muffled by the grass.

Steve got up, pulling him up and into his arms. He sat down on the bench and held Eddie tightly on his lap so he wouldn't escape.

"I am so in love you, Eddie Munson, it hurts and I'll let you take care of me if you'll let me do the same for you. Okay?" Steve asked. "This is real for me and I hope you meant everything that you said that night. If you didn't, I totally understand. I can handle being friends with you, I would just need some time to get over you."

"Steve," Eddie said softly, cupping his face. "I love you."

Steve leaned into his hand, sniffling, his eyes filled with unshed tears. Eddie leaned forward and kissed him softly, wrapping his arms around his neck as he pulled him closer. Steve deepened the kiss, his face wet with tears. The sudden eruption of cheers and hollers caused them to jump away from each other.

"I fucking knew it!" Dustin's voice yelled from the treeline.

"Shut up! You did not!" Lucas exclaimed.

The other members of Hellfire stood at the treeline, flashlights pointed at the ground as they grinned.

"So, you're okay with this?" Steve asked in surprise.

"Steven, I have known about your sexual and romantic feelings for my dungeon master longer than you have," Dustin explained and Eddie giggled causing Steve to narrow his eyes at him.

"Hey, Eddie, care to tell me who Danny is?" Steve asked his boyfriend, his hands on his hips.

"Shit."

#stranger things #eddie munson #joseph quinn #stranger things s4 #eddie stranger things #eddie munson lives #steve harrington #steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington x eddie munson #steddie fanfiction #steddie fic

[facesofone]

This is a redux of a very old comic that I felt could use some updating, is still relevant, and is probably something many of you have not seen as it was only posted to my tumblr back in 2019. This originally said "...I just saw Split..." but since then there have been more bad examples of D.I.D. in popular media that has caused people to have these kind of questions. 

I'll let you in on a secret...the "scary" one to us is simply the one that will make us brush our teeth, drink water and eat when we're supposed to, and get to bed on time. He is scary to us, but not for anyone else. If you were expecting a monster that's only because you've been watching too much media, and have truly misunderstood the person with alters just trying to be seen as a person.

*Also, sorry about posting a day late, yesterday got the better of me.

[ID]

Panel 1: Jak is standing with his arms folded as a person comes up to him with both arms outstretched, saying "I just watched some media about D.I.D. and I just gotta ask...Which one of you is the SCARY one?" with the word 'scary' being written in a font that looks like dripping liquid.

Panel 2: Jak motions forward and says "Here, I'll go get him for you."

Panel 3: Jak and Atom are now fused together and slightly opaque. Jak is bent forward and Atom is stretching back; both of them are holding their heads. Above, in Jak's handwriting reads "Arrrgh! I'm...I'm..." and then in Atom's it says "Changing!" The person is taken aback and looks scared.

Panel 4: Jak is now gone and Atom remains in control. He says, "Blegh! I need to brush my teeth. Jeez! We haven't eaten anything? Doesn't anyone take care of the body?! Oooo! They're gonna hear it when I get back." The person puts their head in their hand.

[END ID]

[puckmaidens]

Carry Me Home, Sweetheart - Jason Robertson x Reader - drunk s/o after 3/30 game vs Arizona

"Kisses are revoked until you brush your teeth, you smell like a hot mess, not the best kind…”

Jason loves his person. Y/N made his life smoother…. silencing some of his bigger anxieties like producing points and doing more as the gap between the regular season and playoffs loomed closer.

“JAY! Jay you did so well tonight!” Y/N’s smile was wide as they squeeze their boyfriend close.

“Mhm. Baby, are you drunk? Did you and Ellie get drinks during the game?” Jason frowns, knowing Y/N can occasionally go nuts with the available alcohol during away games.

“Nope! I promised no shenanigans until after the game. Ellie was very drunk though. Poor Ty. Oh, there’s the duo now!” Ellie, Y/N’s best friend and Ty Dellandrea’s girlfriend comes running down the hallway with her tired boyfriend in tow.

“Ellie, get back here! You’re gonna fall! Sweetheart please?”

“You’re not the boss of me Delly, ya killjoy! I’m perfectly upright thank you very much.” Ellie slips on some water and Ty grabs her before she hits the floor.

“Bedtime for you missy, not about to have you on concussion protocol because you don’t like listening”. Ellie lets herself be hauled onto Ty’s back and out the exit.

Jason and Y/N trail behind their friends, his head buried in his partner’s neck.

“Well… you may not be Ellie drunk but you smell like tequila. You promise you’re sober?”

“I promise I’m sober, sweets. Let’s go celebrate?”

“Okay, only because you asked”.

The ride to the bar was quiet until Jason and Y/N’s knees knocked together, clicking as the Uber hit a speed bump.

“Got something in my boots. I know it’s not your favorite, but those tiny bottles of Malibu don’t fit if I sneak them in my boots. I have Fireball though, if you fancy some courage before we celebrate you.”

Jason looks at Y/N and takes the tiny bottle in his hand before pressing a kiss to their cheek.

“One, Two, Three!” As the whiskey hits his throat, Jason only hopes tonight’s plans don’t fly off the handle.

The Uber slows to a halt, and Jason grabs Y/N at their waist. The breeze catches in Y/N’s hair and everything feels right, like nothing could bring the vibes down.

“Y/N! I have shots! Let’s go mama!” Tyler yells from across the bar, Scott shaking his head beside him.

“We talking straight vodka or tequila? I’m not trying to turn into a roman candle tonight.” Y/N eyes the shot glass that Tyler gives them.

“Jeez. A man accidentally splashes Everclear on a towel and nearly sets a kitchen on fire and never lives it down. It’s tequila, I’m not evil. I also found some rum if that’s more fun for you.” Y/N snorts, repressing a laugh and swallows down the shot.

The night blurs once as Y/N’s drinks begin to multiply, from tequila to rum, and cocktails that are riddled with curses.

“Jay. Jaaaaaaay. I wanna dance! I wanna be close to you! Please?” Jason obliges, finding Y/N’s hand and the middle of the bar.

The way Y/N’s face presses into Jason’s chest as they sway makes everything feel good, almost too good.

“I love you, and I’m happy I’m here with you like this.” Jason presses a kiss into Y/N’s hair before swaying them up into his arms and off the dance floor.

A few hours later, before getting back to the hotel

“Can we make a pit stop? I think I’m gonna hurl.” Y/N’s stomach was rolling, and the taste of Malibu was sitting heavy at the back of their throat. Their body was wobbly and between waves of excitement and joy, her body was ready to let everything out.

The toilet may have been Y/N’s saving grace.

“Baby? I can’t sleep. I need boyfriend kisses.”

"Kisses are revoked until you brush your teeth, you smell like a hot mess, not the best kind. I love you but you gotta get ready for bed. No brushing teeth, no boyfriend smooches.”

“Seems unfair but ok.” Y/N shuffles off to the bathroom to brush her teeth and use mouthwash.

Jason steps behind her, gently taking a wet microfiber cloth and rubbing her eye makeup off before wetting it again for the rest of Y/N’s face.

“Thank you. You ready to sleep too? It’s late.” Jason’s head is buried in Y/N’s neck as he nods.

“C’mon Jay. Bedtime for 100 point season havers, and record breakers.” Y/N and Jason walk in step back to bed, and drift back off to sleep.

“Love you. I love you.”

“I love you too, Jay-bird.”

#jason robertson x reader #Jason Robertson x y/n reader #Jason Robertson imagine

[astrangelady]

“Voila,” He says holding them out. They’re not brand-new bottles. They’re all about half empty. Stiles grabs the vodka bottle.

“Damn. How’d you get this?” He asks, watching the liquid slosh around.

“With a fake ID,” Derek says.

“You have a fake ID? Why am I so lame?”

Derek laughs. “You’re not lame. Just a little sheltered. Which makes sense considering who your dad is.”

Yeah. Stiles’ dad is way overprotective. He’s the sheriff too, so even if Stiles tried to be bad, he’s got every single deputy keeping their eye out for Stiles.

But there aren’t any deputies here and it’s not like Stiles is at some crazy party where he feels anxious and nervous. So….

“We don’t have to drink any of it if you don’t want to. You just asked to see the stash so… here it is,” Derek says and Stiles knows he means it. There’s no pressure at all coming from Derek. He would’ve been content to eat pizza and play video games all night if that’s what Stiles wanted to do.

Stiles opens the vodka bottle and sniffs. He doesn’t smell anything. It might as well be a bottle of water. Without any more thought, Stiles decides to be bold and just goes for it and takes a huge sip.

“Whoa, Stiles wait-” Derek tries to warn him, but Stiles is going for it and ignores him.

And big mistake. HUGE.

Fuck. FUCK. That is maybe the worst sensation he’s ever felt. It fucking burns. Stiles knew alcohol could burn, but he had no idea it was like this.

He forces his gulp of vodka down and coughs, his eyes watering and face pinched together.

“Jesus Christ,” Stiles says, sucking in a breath and Derek is laughing. Stiles just had the worst first sip of alcohol ever and Derek is fucking laughing.

“I’m sorry. I tried to stop you,” Derek says, taking the vodka out of Stiles’ hand to put the cap back on. “But you just went for it. I’m just glad it wasn’t the whiskey, you would’ve died.”

“Ha ha. Laugh it up,” Stiles says, shaking off the shot he just took. His body already feels a little warm. “Jeeze and people like that?”

“Normally people have chasers for shots or they mix it with something else. But you party hard, Stilinski.”

“Hey, you’re the expert here. You have to teach me,” Stiles says, a wide grin on his face as he sits down on the floor where Derek is still kneeling.

“Oh, so I’m teaching you now?” Derek asks, highly amused as he sets the bottle down on the floor. “I’m happy to share my drinking expertise, but I gotta warn you, I’m not the raging party animal you think I am.”

“You have a secret stash of alcohol and a fake ID. That’s pretty hardcore,” Stiles points out.

Derek shakes his head, chuckling. “At least you think I’m pretty,” He teases.

Stiles laughs. “The prettiest,” He says and honestly it's true. Derek is pretty. He’s got pretty eyes and his silky dark hair is pretty and his face is-

Okay. That’s enough of that.

“Do you actually want to drink?” Derek asks, and he’s not being judgemental. Stiles can tell. He wants to make sure Stiles is completely comfortable with it, which makes Stiles feel safer, so he nods.

“I don’t want to go crazy and get drunk or anything, but yeah, I’d like to try,” He says.

Derek smiles and gets up. “Alright. But no more shots. I’m going to make you a drink you’ll actually like. Wait here,” He says and then he’s out the door, leaving Stiles in Laura’s bedroom.

#sterek #teen wolf #stiles stilinski #derek hale #sterek au #update #read on ao3 #ao3 #sterek recs #sterek fanfic #new chapter

[onceandfutureoshainspector]

- walked into a tableau of this guy “GRAND ZEALOT” RICHTER giving a couple of folks the ol’ prisoner’s dilemma; one of you can stay, the other dies, make your choice.

    - this must be the second-in-command of this place - i’m pretty sure the new head honcho’s name was something different. CONFESSOR TETRIS or something.

- jeez, one of them tried to negotiate and the other one just blasted him! the second horseman is in town, and he thinks being called “GRAND ZEALOT” is a good thing.

- gotta say though, he does have some bitchin’ armour.

- that’s actually a pretty damn good sales pitch, given how far it is from my general idea of what the CHILDREN actually do. i reckon i would think these folks were a lot more awesome if they really were all about, like, living peacefully with mutants and going full transhumanism etc, as opposed to killing each other with zealotry and trying to kill everyone else with deudly radiation.

- thought joining the church was a bit much, but apparently this is a members-only club. dammit.

- ah, fuck, i gotta drink the magic mushroom cloud water, don’t i? glad CURIE isn’t here, idk how i’d explain this to literally any kind of medical doctor.

- :/

#don't like what that title's implying #if i wind up spewing nonsense about the all-encompassing love of nuclear bombs i'm gonna need my husband + wife to shoot me #FALLOUT 4: THE RESURRECTION OF OSHA #fallout 4

[hackers-tranquility]

WC: 818

(His pov)

I stared at her as she was laughing with one of her friends. How can someone be so beautiful. I was then interrupted from my thoughts when one of my friends, Tyler snuck up behind me "So when are you gonna tell her?" He asked causing me to jump "Jeez man don't do that" I exclaimed. "And I don't know what you're talking about" I justified. "Oh please it's obvious you're like in love with her." He stated. "I am not and even if I was she only thinks of me as a friend." I said feeling a slight ping of reality from my statement. "Whatever man, anyway here she comes" He said as I looked over and sure enough there she was with her dark brown hair that framed her face perfectly swaying as she walking over to me and Tyler. "Hi (ycn), hi Tyler" She greeted with a smile. Gosh she's so adorable. "Hey y/n, how's it going?" He asked, "Not the best, Ms. Jones gave us a pretty hard assignment for literature class and I need help but (ybfn) can't help me." She said upset. "Oh, well I know someone who got an A in Ms. Jones' class last semester." Tyler smiled. I froze up knowing he was talking about me. "Oh really, who?" She then asked him. "(ycn)" He stated. She then looked over at me and smiled then asked, "Well, will you help me?" "Please?" She pouted. How could I say no to her. "Ok, fine" I playfully rolled my eyes. "Yay, thank you so much" she said as she hugged me. I saw out of the corner of my eye, Tyler smirking me, I slightly lifted my hand and gave him the middle finger. "Alright, I gotta get to class I'll see you guys later" She waved off.

Time skip

(y/n) pov

I had just got home from school and was getting ready for (ycn) to come over. As I had just finished setting up my school stuff for my assignment, I heard a light knock at my front door. I stepped down stairs and looked out the window and saw (ycn) in a black hoodie and gray joggers. I opened the door and he looked up from his phone and diverted his attention to me, "hey, thank you so much for doing this" I told him as he stepped and slipped off his shoes. "Yeah of course" He smiled at me. "Let's get started" I said.

Time skip

We decided to take a little break from working and decided to go back downstairs to get a snack and something to drink. After we got some chips and two water bottles, we headed back upstairs. We decided to watch one episode of (yfts) on Netflix. About halfway through the show I felt eyes on me so I turned and realized that he was staring at me. I snapped my fingers in front of his face and he moved his eyes onto something else. I just ignored it and we continued watching the show. After a few episodes i realized we should probably get back to work so that's what we did.

Time skip

We had just finished the assignment and (ycn) was at the door getting ready to leave. "Again thank you, you didn't have to" I said again. "No, I wanted to I'd do anything to help you" He responded. I was a little taken back at the sweet words that had left his mouth, he had never talked to me like that and we'd been friends for 5 years. He seemed to notice my confusion and added on and said "You don't see it, do you?" This statement made me even more confused. See what? What's he talking about. But before I could ask what he meant, he grabbed both sides of my face and kissed me. Again I was taken back but I started to kiss back before he pulled away. "I've wanted to do that for so long" He breathed out. "After that I think I made it pretty clear that I have a crush on you" He said as he looked down at me due to the slight height difference. If we're being completely honest, I had a crush on him as well but I guess I just hadn't fully accepted it until now. "I like you to" I told him. I saw a wave of relief wash over him. "So would you like to go on a date with me this Saturday?" He asked me with a light smile on his face. " I would love to" I smiled as he leaned yet again and pecked me on the lips.

#cute couples #cute #fluff

[btsgotjams27]

Sweet Tooth ~ JJK | 3

✨ title: sweet tooth (On going) | series ✨ pairing: vampire!jungkook x donor f!reader ✨ rating: 18+ ✨ genre: vampire!au, supernatural!au, eventual romance, slow build, eventual smut ✨ warnings: blood drinking, vampire bites, compulsion/mind control, mysterious jungkook, mentions of death, needles (will add warnings as chapters are posted) ✨ summary: Bills and rent are piling up, so your roommate suggests you look into a gig she stumbled upon. But it’s not what you expect. or Jungkook runs a vampire blood bank and you service clients with your blood. ✨ playlist | ✨ read on AO3 | Wattpad

[ SERIES MASTERLIST ] | next ~ the two best friends

✨ chapter three ~ the decision | word count: 4.3k

Two days after your first session, Ji-na told you she'd be committing all her time to you since the incident. You were appreciative but it was becoming overwhelming. She was by your side 24/7, hovering over everything you were doing, not letting you have a moment of peace.

You huffed when you saw her trailing behind you. "Ji-na...I can go to the bathroom by myself. A vampire won't attack me in there."

"You never know, okay? Gotta cover all your bases," she said, standing behind you, munching away on a bag of honey-butter-flavored chips.

"Stop–" You held your palm out, stopping her in her tracks. "I love you but please, let me pee and shower in peace." You let out a fake cry and stomped your feet.

"Okay, okay–but I'm standing behind the door just in case," Ji-na said, mumbling through her chips.

You groaned. "Fine," then closed the door, sighing in relief because you finally had a moment to yourself. After two days of nagging and shadowing you everywhere--you were done. You hoped she'd go crawling back to Taehyung but even sex with him wouldn't change her mind. Regardless, you were finally by yourself. The steam and warmth from the shower filled the room, and once the beads of water hit your skin, you took a moment to take everything in. Not realizing how traumatized you were with the near-death experience at JK's.

Jimin's ultimatum weighed heavily on your shoulders, going back and forth between the pros and cons. Getting the life sucked out of you...or...getting your memories erased? To be honest, neither one seemed appealing, but you stupidly agreed to it in the first place. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

What if getting your memories erased isn't as bad as you think it would be? It could be freeing, depending on how much they would erase. But what if they erased too much? How specific were they when they erased memories? Your thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door, snapping you out of your daze.

"Hey! You good?" Ji-na yelled from outside of the door.

"Yeah! No vampires here," you yelled back at her. Again, you didn't understand the fuss she was making. You were only five minutes into your shower, and she could most likely hear if you were being attacked by a vampire. And how would a vampire even get it in? It's not like they could appear out of thin air, could they? No...that's stupid, they're vampires, not witches....unless? What else exists in this world that you didn't know about? You had too many questions that needed answers.

Fifteen minutes later, you finally turned off the shower, but you were milking every second of peace that you could get before being bombarded by your roommate. The steam from the shower fogged up the mirror, you held the towel with one hand and wiped the mirror down with the other. As you saw your reflection in the mirror, you yelped when you saw blood dripping down from two bite marks on your neck. Panting and rushing to grab a small towel to stop the bleeding, you placed it on the marks, only to find nothing when you looked at it again. You peered at your neck in the mirror to find no bite marks or blood.

"Hey! Are you okay?" Ji-na yelled from behind the door, knocking, and rattling the knob. "I heard you scream."

"I'm...I'm fine. I accidentally cut myself shaving."

"Jeez...can you be more careful huh?" Ji-na pleaded. "I thought you were dying."

The goosebumps on your skin were visible from a mile away. You couldn't shake the feeling that something or someone was watching. Maybe this whole 'vampire' thing wasn't worth the trouble, especially if you were going to be traumatized over and over again. You set the towel down and looked in the mirror again, just to make sure there were no marks on your neck.

"You taste so fucking sweet."

You heard a faint voice and quickly turned around to see where it came from. Peering around the bathroom but saw nothing. It was Lucas' voice, you were sure of it. Being in the bathroom was starting to creep you out. Maybe being glued to Ji-na's side would be better than being alone.

After a few days stuck with Ji-na, she was finally off to Taehyung's, claiming she needed a good 'pounding'. You rolled your eyes when she told you. "You go do your thing Ji-na. I'll be fine." Nothing weird has happened since the small incident in the bathroom, so thought it would be fine being by yourself.

"You sure? I can stay..."

"No, no, no...you go and get a good 'pounding' in." You grinned, shaking your head. To be honest, a part of you was curious as to how sex with an immortal being was but not that curious to try it out for yourself. You weren't even sure if you wanted to be involved anymore.

She squealed. "Ah okay! I love you. I won't be long. I promise."

Before you knew it, she was out the door. You shook your head and smiled, thinking how crazy she was over Taehyung. Surprised that she lasted this long without having sex. Then a knock on your door interrupted your thoughts. "Did you forget your birth control or something? Or wait, can vampires even reproduc--", you said as you opened the door, and standing in front of you wasn't your roommate. "JK? What are you doing here?"

He peered into your apartment and then back at you. "Can I...come in?"

"Oh...yeah, of course, come in." You didn't realize what you were doing by inviting a vampire into your own home.

When he walked in, there was a stark contrast of light and dark. Your apartment was bright, clean, white, and airy. As opposed to JK, who was sporting an all-black look, an oversized trench coat, turtleneck, pants, and big combat boots. You wondered if this was the color palette for all vampires or just him.

He cleared his throat while holding his hands behind his back. "I apologize for being abrupt the last time I saw you."

"You were abrupt? I didn't notice at all," you teased while taking a seat on the couch.

He stood around waiting for your instructions to see where he could sit.

"You can sit anywhere you like." You motioned for him to choose a spot. It's not like there was a lot to choose from anyway. Your place was a lot smaller compared to JK's huge mansion. You moved your foot, only to notice something fuzzy grazing your feet - it was a stuffed animal. So, you kicked it underneath the sofa.

Jungkook walked over and chose the smallest chair possible to sit on. His hands were laid across his lap, nervously picking away at his nailbed. "So..." he muttered under his breath. 

You inched forward in your seat to make sure you could hear him. "So..." Nodding along, you gave him a thin smile...it was a bit awkward to be honest.

"I'm sorry. I'm not very good at this," he said with apprehension in his voice.

"At what?"

"This whole...small talk thing."

You chuckled. "Don't worry. I'm not either. I hate small talk." You found him rather cute right about now. He almost seemed flustered by you, which you thought would be the other way around. He was the one who held more power than you.

"Ahem, um, so I came here because I wanted to see what your decision was. If you want to come back."

"Are you here to convince me or something? I didn't think vampires made house calls."

JK shook his head. "We don't...I don't..."

Then you wondered what made you the exception. What was so intriguing about you that could make a vampire nervous? And did they do this with all other 'employees'? Did they try to convince them to come back too?

"I won't make anyone do anything they're uncomfortable with."

Ah. "I see...a man of integrity but doesn't that go against the nature of being a vampire?" You weren't sure where this touch of confidence came from, but you knew JK wouldn't hurt you.

"What do you mean?"

"Vampires are creatures of the night...monsters, some say. Immortal beings to be feared and terrified of. I thought a vampire like you would have lost all sense of morality...humanity."

"I'm a man of integrity, even before I became like this."

You nodded, acknowledging his answer.

"...Are you...afraid of me? Of what I can do to you?"

"Shouldn't I be? If I remember correctly, I almost died."

JK bit down on his bottom lip, pondering the question he wanted to ask. "What if I show you what it should be like?"

Ha. Was this a trick? Letting him have a taste of you? "You want me to let you take my blood?" You said pointing to yourself.

Something that bothered you was what Lucas said when he bit into you. How 'sweet' you tasted. You weren't even sure what he meant by that, it's not like you knew because you've never had a taste of your blood or anyone's blood. Maybe he was here because of that.

"Again, I won't make you do anything you're uncomfortable with."

Were you willing to let him, do it? You could have sworn you remembered Jimin saying something along the lines where JK didn't even drink blood from a person anymore. Could Jimin be wrong? Then another thought floated back to the front of your mind - was JK compelling you? Possibly making you do something without your control.

"I thought you didn't feed from a person." You asked curiously, wondering what his reasoning was for wanting to throw away everything he's possibly worked against, to want to give in so easily...for what? For your blood?

He scooted towards the edge of his chair. "I'm...selective about who I drink from."

Hmm. Okay. Again, what made you so special? Was it because your blood tasted 'sweet'? Whatever that meant. Maybe you should have a taste for yourself and see what all the fuss was about. Could it be that sweet?

"Are you compelling me right now?" You were new to this whole vampire thing, so you couldn't be sure if this was even real right now, if the things you were even your own choices.

JK hunched over, resting his arms on his thighs, folding his hands into one another. "You see that necklace you're wearing?" You glanced down and then back at him. "I asked Ji-na to give you that after the whole ordeal with Lucas. It contains essence of a special flower called Smeraldo." You nodded and held the necklace between your fingers. "It'll protect you from me, from vampires."

"How do I know you're not lying?"

He stood up, and made his way over to you, sitting beside you. You weren't exactly sure how you were supposed to test this theory. You shifted yourself to face him. This was the closest you'd seen him up close. The last two times, it was fairly dark, and you never got a good look at him. He was insanely beautiful, and his jawline was to die for. His skin almost gave off a golden sheen, not a glittery one like the vamps in Twilight.  He tilted his head, shifting his gaze from your eyes, traveling down to your mouth, then to your neck.

"Dance for me."

You scoffed and shook your head. "No."

He let out a chuckle. "Kiss me," he stated.

His remark caused you to let out a chortle. "In your dreams, buddy."

He shrugged. "See...it works. If it didn't, then you'd be kissing me right now."

Pfft, how cocky, to think that you'd kiss a goddamn vampire. Is that how vampires got everything they wanted? Through coercion? No wonder Ji-na fell for Taehyung, it wasn't by choice, at least it wasn't by choice at first. You held onto the necklace, rubbing it between your fingers. So, that's how you'll be protected from vampires? Well, protected as much as you could be.

"Do you still want to know what it should be like?"

Right. You forgot he wanted a taste of your blood. Now that you knew you had some kind of protection from him. Would it be worth finding out? Maybe it would help you with your decision if you should continue this job. You pondered for a moment...unless vampires were good at manipulation regardless of someone being under compulsion.

"Neck or wrist?" Your mouth was faster than your brain today. Stupid mouth. It was starting to become habit, speaking before thinking.

JK's eyes widened at your remark. He didn't think you'd let him feed from you. When you gave him the option, his mouth began to salivate at the thought of having a taste of you. He wanted a taste the moment he laid eyes on you at his place. He just knew you were different from the multitude of people he's had over the years.

"You choose." He insisted. Once again, letting you make the decision, making sure you knew that you were in full control of your own decision, and he wasn't making you do anything you didn't want to.

You turned to your side, moving your hair away for easier access. If you were going to get the full experience, then might as well go all in. JK's eyes were keen on the jugular vein pulsating enticingly, eagerly waiting for him to sink into it. He could hear the beat of your heart rapidly resounding throughout the cavity of your chest, awaiting what's to come next. What he's wanted from the very beginning - you.

He craned his neck, mentally telling himself to calm down and take it slow - don't overdo it. Don't get ahead of yourself. Don't let the hunger overtake you. Deep breaths. He repeated over and over in his head. He licked his bottom lip and closed his eyes. As he reopened them, his eyes transformed into the monster that he was, and his large and venomous fangs appeared, ready to sink into you.

The only thing you could think about was the pain. How would you endure this again? How are you supposed to endure this every single time you do this? The first time almost killed you and here you were, allowing JK to feed off of you, for god knows what reason. Maybe you liked the thrill, the chase - it was something different from your mundane life.

JK leaned in closer, inhaling your scent, then gently tucked a piece of hair behind your ear. He didn't say anything. The only thing you could hear was his breathing slowing down as he leaned in even more. He wrapped his arm around your waist, bringing you into his oversized frame. His icy lips pierced through your body as he pressed it against your neck, but you didn't shy away from his touch, instead, you welcomed it. He licked a small strip along your vein before he lightly grazed it with his fangs.

Before you know it, two fangs penetrated deeply into your neck. For some strange reason, it didn't hurt like you remembered it. Maybe it's because you already went through it once, so you were already anticipating it. His icy lips were still fixated on the same spot he first pierced, devouring every drop of blood he could get his mouth on. You closed your eyes and kicked your head back so he could get a better taste. You gripped tightly onto his arm as he incessantly continued sucking the life out of you.

He groaned when he pulled away to take a breath, his lips and chin painted with crimson red. He was completely enamored by you and how easily you let him have a taste of you, wondering if you'd let him feed exclusively off of you. But that would be something he'd have to ask for another time. He was fortunate you even agreed to this.

You thought he would go back in for a second time, but he didn't. Instead, he wiped the blood stains from his lips with the pads of his thumbs. He pulled a handkerchief from his pant pocket and held it against where he bit into you.

"Thanks," you mumbled, dabbing the handkerchief a few times, making sure you stopped bleeding.

JK scooted away from you, giving you some space. "How are you feeling?"

You chuckled. "Well, that was better than my first time."

A slight smile left his lips. He was glad he didn't go overboard, and that was able to keep himself in control. "Here," he said as he bit into his wrist, and then held it up towards you.

Right. You needed to feed on him to quickly heal, but also not die in the process of having his blood in your system. You hesitated for a moment before handing back the handkerchief and then promptly took his wrist in your hands, holding it up to your mouth. The metallic taste of his blood wasn't awful, but not something you'd want to taste all the time. You let go of his wrist and handed back his handkerchief but he insisted that you keep it. When you looked at his wrist, there were no marks on him.

"I should go..." He lingered for a moment before standing up.

Was that all? Was this how he came to convince you to stay? That it didn't have to be how it was with Lucas? You supposed there wasn't any other way to convince you but with feeding off of you. Truthfully, if every vampire session was exactly how it was with Jungkook, you wouldn't mind one bit. 

You followed behind him, noticing his frame towering over yours. As you were ready to close the door, he quickly turned back around and walked towards you. He held the door open with his palm. "Don't tell anyone about this, okay?"

You shifted your gaze to him and nodded in agreement, wondering why he wanted to keep this a secret.

"Hey..."

A soft voice had awoken you from your sleep. You didn't even realize you had fallen asleep. "Mmm?" Your eyes slowly fluttered open to see Ji-na in front of you. Did she come back already? You sat up from the couch and looked around to see it was dark outside. "How--" A croaky frog voice came out of you, clearing your throat, you tried again. "How was Taehyung's?"

She smiled widely. "Fabulous." She even showed off the bite marks that Taehyung left all over her body.

You chuckled, of course it was. Ji-na got in a good pounding, unlike you. The only thing pounding was your head.

"No vampire sightings while I was gone?" she asked while kicking off her shoes and making herself comfy on the couch next to you.

"Just JK showing up unannounced after you left."

Ji-na's eyebrows raised, eyes widening. "You saw JK? He came into our apartment?"

"Yeah, he was here a few hours ago." You already confirmed many times but Ji-na wouldn't let up.

"No, no, no. That's impossible," she said, shaking her head in confusion.

"What do you mean?" Her comment began to scare you. It was JK in the flesh...or you supposed, technically dead, same difference. It was him. Who else could it have been? JK, the vamp was hard to miss. He was ethereal, not in the same way Jimin was. He had a different kind of aura and energy, a confidence that couldn't be explained. Even in all black, he was devastatingly gorgeous.

"JK was with us the whole time I was there."

You shook your head. "What? No way. You're lying..."

"I'm not. I saw him with my own two eyes. He didn't leave my sight."

You were in shock and disbelief. JK was in the apartment. It couldn't have been anyone else. Your mind was trying to replay everything that happened earlier. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I mean he didn't talk to us or anything because he was taking a nap, at least I think he was sleeping," Ji-na explained.

What other powers did vampires have? What kind of mind warp or spell did he put you under? Was it all a dream? This whole thing was making you uneasy.

"What did JK supposedly do when he was here?"

Should you tell Ji-na that you let him feed off of you?

"He...just wanted to talk," you said as you could feel your ears heating up and turning red. Your little white lie could come back to bite you in the ass later.

Her eyes narrowed in your direction. "Uh-huh..." She was not convinced. With someone who looked like JK, there was no way you wouldn't do something with him. "He didn't give you a good pounding?"

"God--Ji-na, don't be so gross. Not everyone wants to fuck a vampire." You snarled at her. Sure, it's been a minute since you've slept with someone but it didn't mean you'd jump the second someone offered. Maybe if JK wasn't a stupid vampire, you'd consider it, but given the fact that he was, you needed to take all precautions.

Ji-na scoffed. "Don't knock it until you try it. It's honestly the best se--"

You cut her off by covering her mouth. You didn't want to hear about her vampire sex-capades. If you wanted to hear about it, you'll just read a vampire fanfiction or something. "Ji-na, please...my ears will bleed if you say any more."

She rolled her eyes. It's not like she could talk to anyone else about who she was sleeping with. She was sworn to secrecy and you were the only one who knew about this whole vampire ordeal. She figured she'd have to wait a while longer for you to become comfortable with the vamp business before she could speak freely about her sex-capades.

"Ji-na...how much do you know about them? About what they can do?" You asked curiously. You were intrigued by the three vampires you knew of. How did they become this way? Did they want to become vampires? What are their strengths? Weaknesses? Fears? You supposed the only way to find out was to go through with this, otherwise, your memories of them would be wiped away forever.

The time had come, to let Jimin know what your decision was. You drove along the gravel pathway like you had previously done before, but this time it felt different. Your future depended on what decision you'd make tonight. It could be for better or for worse, only time will tell.

Knocking lightly on Jimin's door, you waited before you heard a soft 'Come in'. The door creaked as you opened it, you found Jimin in a small sitting area in his large bedroom, reading a book.

"Hi, love," he said sweetly as the apples of his cheeks pushed up, turning his eyes into a crescent shape. "I'm glad to see you." He sat up, setting his book down on the quaint side table next to him, shifting himself towards you.

The lump in your throat was caught as you walked in, still unsure if this was the right choice. The click-clacks of your boots echoed throughout the room. He grinned as you made your way to him, your eyes nervously surveying his room, trying to get a sense of who he was. From the moment you met him, he was sweet and gentle, until Lucas decided to have his way with you and then you saw another side of him. Even though he was strong and demanding at that specific time, you didn't feel threatened being in his presence. You sensed he was protective since you were in his care.

He gestured for you to sit in the seat across from him, almost a déjà vu moment, bringing you back to when you first met JK. Jimin watched you as you sat down, crossing your legs, hands intensely squeezing one another. His gaze caused you to look away for a brief moment. It's not like vampires could read minds, can they?

"Can you read my mind?" The question you posed now seemed childish, but you couldn't help yourself. You were genuinely curious about what they could and couldn't do as creatures of the night.

Amused by your innocence, Jimin let out a soft chuckle. "Do you think I can read your mind?"

You cleared your throat. "I'm...I'm not sure what I was thinking. It was a dumb question, kind of just...came out on its own."

"It's okay love. I'm happy to answer any questions you may have." He flashed another sweet smile.

The thing was, you weren't afraid of Jimin or Taehyung - you were afraid of other vampires and what they could do to you. A part of you came to easily trust the two of them, and as for JK, you weren't sure yet. He was their boss, and you hadn't spent too much time with him to figure out if you'd be safe around him. And judging from your possible non-existent interaction with him in your apartment, you didn't know what was real or fake anymore. Maybe you're in a fantasy dream simulation and someone needed to wake you up from this dream.

You declined his comment, not wanting to look even more foolish in front of this angelic bloodsucker. He could sense your nervousness, so he walked over and sat by you, holding your hand in his. Like JK's lips, his hands were also freezing. "So...we both know what you're here for. Have you decided?"

"Yes."

He cocked his head to the side. "And...?"

"I'm in."

Jimin smirked. "We're happy to have you onboard love. You're in good hands."

✨ previous chapter ~ the first bite

✨ next chapter ~ the two best friends

#bts jungkook #bts fanfic #bts #jungkook fanfic #jungkook #jeon jungkook #vampireau #jungkook vampire #fic: sweet tooth #jungkook fic

[justasillyoldfox]

It's Alright, Shhh

♡Usopp x Child!Male!Reader

♡More Usopp but with a child now

WARNINGS: None, just fluff

♡Usopp had been trying to get to a specific place for quite some time now, but a certain something has been holding him up. You, a young boy. He had been held up by you for a little bit because you was crying, had no parents, and couldn't talk. So he brought you with him, because he would feel guilty for leaving you behind in such a state.

♡He carried you with him to his destination, so he could get help from his crew about his current situation. Once he had gotten back to the ship, it seemed no one was back yet from their individual adventures, he had attempted to sit you down but that didn't turn out to well since you had started crying and screaming. This had caused Usopp to panic and sit down, "Shh, shh, it-it's okay, I wont put you down," he said in a calming voice.

♡Eventually your cries turned into sniffles and hiccups, he had realized you were super dirty, hair was messy, and had dirty and torn up clothes. He decided it would be best if he had given you a bath and got fresh clothes. He picked up his Den Den Moshi and decided to call Nami, she answered luckily, "Hey Nami do you think you could pick up some baby clothes? You could pick up any kind you like," he said, "Eh, why? Is it important-" "Alright thanks Nami!" Usopp interrupted her and hung up the Den Den Moshi.

♡He let out a deep sigh, "Ah jeez, now I gotta give you a bath tiny one, guess I should take one too, I have to-" "Who are you talking to Usopp-san? I heard screaming," "AHH-oh hey Brook," Usopp had cut himself off when he realized it was Brook. You had looked at Brook with teary eyes and sniffled, "Ah, it is a child..WAIT USOPP-SAN WHERE DID YOU FIND A CHILD AT!?" Brook had asked out of concern. "Well I found him in a small alleyway balling his eyes out, guess he doesn't have parents, and I couldn't leave him there," Usopp said, whispering the last part.

♡"Well I gotta get this kid a bath, so I'll be back," Usopp said while getting up, "Oh, oh, can I join!" Brook said, "Won't the water make you, you know, all weak?" Usopp asked with a questioning look, "Well yes but I wanna spend time with the baby too," Brook had pleaded. Usopp ended up letting Brook take a bath with you both. Usopp had already washed your body and hair with the same soap he uses for his hair and body so you would smell and look good, just like him. Brook was washing his hair as you kept messing with his rib-cage and legs. "Alright, let's get out already, i'm not about to get my skin wrinkled just 'cause you wanna play with Brook," Usopp said as he grabbed the boy and got out, the boy giggled.

♡Brook decided to get out as well, they had both dried up and put some clothes on. Usopp had brought an extra shirt of his to put on the small boy, which he did. You had looked adorable in such a big t-shirt, it's sleeves went to your tiny hands, and the shirt in general went past your legs and piled up on the floor. The best part about it was your hair being messy, "Aw, he looks so cute," Brook commented.

♡Usopp picked you up and carried you out of the misty room while Brook followed. Once Usopp had opened the door he saw Franky, Robin and Jinbei sitting down near at a table, drinking tea. Franky was the first to notice the kid, "Hey Usopp, whats with the kid?" Franky said while pulling up his sunglasses with a questioning look, "I found him in an alleyway," Usopp replied. You stared at Jinbei and he stared back, "Ah!" you had screamed while putting your tiny hands up towards him making grabby hand motions.

♡This didn't go unnoticed by Usopp to which he put you down, and you crawl towards Jinbei. He had set his tea aside and picked you up, you put your hands on his cheeks and squealed with a smile on your face, this made him chuckle and put you down. "What is your name young one?" he asked, "{Y/N}!" you had screamed out, he looked surprised but smiled at you. You had ran back to Usopp and hid behind him, he patted your head, "I didn't know you could say your name," he exclaimed.

♡You guys ended up waiting on the rest of the crew. Sanji and Nami were the first ones to arrive after about 20 minutes, "Alright, I got baby clothes, what did you need them for-EHH!?" Nami had a surprised look on her face as she watched you and Usopp imitating Robin's face. You looked at Sanji who had a bunch of bags, you noticed his curly eyebrows in amazement, "Ah! Ah!" you said making grabby hand motions once again.

♡After a while the rest of the crew showed, all surprised that Usopp had brought a kid with him, "Usopp did you give birth to him?" Luffy asked to which he got hit in the head, "No! I found him idiot!" Usopp yelled at Luffy which made you clap your hands and laugh at them. Usopp decided to dress you up in what clothes Nami had bought, you ended up with one of Usopp's handkerchiefs around your neck, a pair of overalls, a long sleeve shirt, shoes with bears on them, and a bear hat. "He looks very precious," Robin had said while complimenting Usopp's clothing choice, "Aw thanks," he said while he closed his eyes and blushed.

♡Everyone had gotten to hold you, including Sanji who got his eyebrow inspected by you which was really funny. You had been feeling sleepy and went to sit in Usopp's lap. He was sitting, crisscrossed, out in the open and testing out a new weapon he had made, you waddled over to him and plopped in his lap which he made a funny sound, "{Y/N} what are you doing?" he asked as he stopped what he was doing. You had curled up in his lap and already dozed off to sleep, he smiled warmly at the sight and adjusted how he was sitting and went back to work.

#one piece #one piece usopp #one piece x child male reader #usopp x child male reader #x child male reader

[imperatriceauxdiamants]

hi, any tips how to level up as a college student? im like broke :(( all these levelling up tips i read needed some cash or something especially if i wanted to improve my appearance etc

I have some tips

BEAUTY&HEALTH

If you don't workout, start by doing that. There's YouTube playlists with whole workouts, from yoga to HIIT. You can do workouts on bare ground, it's gonna be uncomfortable sometimes tho.

Adopt healthy habits while on campus, skip the coffee unless necessary, skip the sugar crap, drink your water, take the stairs instead of the elevator et cetera. Small changes seem meaningless but they compound.

Instead of ramen go for potatoes. Better nutriment content and way less salt, potatoes are very cheap and can be prepped lots of ways. Salt in heavy amounts is gonna make you feel like crap then look like crap.

Focus on REGULARITY in your skincare and beauty routine. No need to buy the expensive 100$ retinols, it can be later, right now focus on doing your moisturizer everyday. And your washing routine as well!

Body massages are free. Do them yourself with your usual body moisturizer or bare hands. Olive oil can do in a pitch but you gotta shower afterwards.

Look at free group ativities your school offers. Can be yoga, Zumba, hikes, etc. Socialization is also gonna be really helpful for wellbeing.

WELLBEING

Therapy is fucking EXPENSIVE and that's understandably not accessible for your average student. Often campuses offer free or low-cost mental health resources, sometimes you gotta search for it.

Just don't do drugs. Not weed, either. You are broke, why wanna make yourself even more broke? They fuck with your academic performance too.

Focus on ROUTINE. Laundry Sundays, Chill Fridays, everyday you tidy up a bit, you fold away clothes while you listen to YouTube lectures, you meal prep good meals. I am not asking you to emulate the "THAT girl" routine but have something that's REGULAR and consistent so you get some structure around your life. It sounds real stupid but us humans LOVE structure and we thrive with it.

If you don't have classes that day, planify some fixed time activity. NEVER have planless days! For the why, see previous point.

For procrastination, see my posts about procrastination. TLDR: Save yourself future anxiety that's gonna handicap you even more, a shitty work is better than no work, the teachers have seen all kinds of crap and yours is probably gonna be better than the worst.

Socialization is like the most easy stupid médecine. If you feel uneasy or in the gutter call someone or text someone. Not necessarily to dump your stresses on them but just to talk about whatever. Distraction + the other person will be happy to know about you. Go talk to friends during breaks instead of scrolling on Tiktok, check out clubs, go to teacher's desk hours to ask questions then add a lil bit of conversation.

Doing the best you legitimately can give at that moment is amazing. It is way better than nothing. So even if you don't feel at your full potential, do your best, that's it. Just that.

Free ebooks. B-ok(dot)cc is totally illegal. Pick books based on what uneases you're feeling. Reading about others experiences is gonna be helpful, making you feel less lonely.

NETWORKING

Lean In by Sheryl Sandberg. The best book for women abt network, adresses common mistakes women do. Read it. .

Friendships ARE networking. Some people think that networking is like this intimidating thing but IT IS JUST MAKING FRIENDS AND ACQUAINTACES. Just go to people to just fucking talk about stuff then the networking aspect comes later when you need it. When you approach people with SOLE idea if networking people gonna be put off by you. Just go socialize and have fun and that's it. Jeez.

Social media is a good way to track your network but the work starts in the ground, not online. Go meet people, just small talk, have fun, ask questions, etc. Friend requests on Facebook then radio silence is NOT networking.

For the love of God, go find yourself some clubs! It's gonna be beneficial for your health, it's easy, you make friends, you have fun. Then see previous points.

[wandaswifeyforlifey]

Hi! If requests are open. Can I request prompt #35 from Fluff for Yelena x female reader? Thank you for taking the time to read this and no worries if you don't take requests at the moment :)

A/n: Thank you for this request! And sorry it took a while to post (I’ve been trying to catch up on my flufftober that I am massively behind on lol) I hope you like it!

Ship: Yelena x Reader

Prompt: Angst #35 It’s already dark, you should really stay.

Summary: You went back to Yelena’s place after a mission to drink together and hang out but as the sky darkens, Yelena feels it’s safer for you to just stay the night.

The mission was yet another success. Sure, it had its mistakes and slip-ups, but it ended well and that’s what matters. As a bonus too, you and Yelena would get to do your usual ritual after the missions which was to get almost black-out drunk then go back to hers and play cards. It started when Yelena noticed you in the Bar after a mission for celebratory drinks and decided to walk over and join you. But, that was also where her feelings for you began. She saw you with your guard down. You laughed, giggled, listened to her and chatted about everything. She didn’t know what to do about her feelings because she wasn’t sure if they were reciprocated or not but what she did know is that whenever she met up with you, she got this feeling in her chest and it was the best feeling she’d ever known.

You had been to this bar more times than you could count, whether it was birthdays, meeting up with friends, just for somewhere to go at night or, in this case, for the after-mission drinks with Lena. The bar appeared slightly vacant but the atmosphere was always warm. As you walked in, Yelena gave you a little wave from the bar, beckoning you over.

“Hey Lena, how’re you feeling after that then?” You ask.

“Jeez, well, I’m sore to start with. I swear I’m gonna wake up tomorrow covered in bruises from that.” Yelena laughed.

“You just gotta think, it’s better than being covered in gashes, right?”

“Yeah… you do make a fair point.”

“So! What’re you feeling?”

“Ah, uhh,” She straightened up so she could read the sign above her head, “I’ll have an IPA. What about you?”

“Ooh, you already know what I want.”

Yelena rolled her eyes in amusement. She called the barman over and ordered one IPA and one Whiskey Sour. You chatted a bit before your drinks came.

“Will you ever choose a different drink?” Yelena said.

“No! It’s what I do here. I’m hoping to one day say, ‘I’ll have the usual, please’” You ended the sentence in a terrible ‘deep man’ voice. Yelena laughed at the fact that you only got 1 kind of drink just so you could say that. You always found a way to make her smile, whether it was you doing something so stupid it was hilarious or you cracking a joke or even just the situations you managed to get yourself in.

You both sat together and chatted, drank and drank some more until it started to get a bit too dark and you decided to take the bus home. Once you got back to hers you felt as if you were going to nod off right then and there. The drinks had clearly gone to your head as you were moving like a ragdoll. Yelena had to almost carry you up the stairs to her apartment.

On top

You flopped onto the sofa and closed your eyes.

“Come on now Y/n, don’t go falling asleep on me over here,” Yelena said, slurring her words slightly.

“No… no, I’m not. I’m just… resting my eyes?” you replied.

“You’ve tried to pull that one on me before, it didn’t work then, it’s not gonna work now.”

“Mmph” you grunted as she lifted your legs, sat down and lay them on top of hers. Your eyes remained shut.

“Fine. But you aren’t allowed to shout at me when I wake you up in 15 minutes.” she said shrugging.

Yelena began to watch some tv and before she knew it, it had been an hour and a half. She shook you awake.

“Oh my god, y/n! It’s been way over 15 minutes!” she said, panicked. She suddenly felt completely sober as if she’d had her head dunked in ice-cold water.

“Wha-What? Oh, shit!” you almost shouted while jumping up, “I need to drive home!”

“Are you kidding me? You’re not driving home like this.”

“Yeah, but you don’t have a car. Oh, it’ll be fine on the bus.”

“No way. There’s only creeps and weirdos going on there at this time of night.”

You raised your eyebrow at her accusingly.

“Well obviously I didn’t mean you know, did I? But it’s not safe at this time. It’s already dark, you should really stay.” Yelena almost whispered the last sentence. You looked her in the eye and sighed.

“Maybe you’re right.”

You took the sofa and got out a pillow and duvet.

After that, whatever happened seemed to be a blur, probably due to your drunken state, but you remember waking up and feeling your body pressed against someone else and your arms wrapped around their body. At first, you were alarmed because you thought you must have left the house and somehow gotten into someone else’s bed but then you saw that long blonde hair you knew so well, and you felt at home again.

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[kira-fluff]

please please PLEASE may we have a part two to the 'only one bed' piece you posted 🥺🥺 your writing is INCREDIBLE and I loved it so much 🥺🥺🥺 if u decide to do a part two then thank u so much in advance,, hope u have a good day 🥺

a/n: you asked for it (some others did too but this anon was so adorable so I’m replying to this one) so I’m gon’ give it to u <3 also, THANK YOU I am being 1000% honest that your comments seriously brought me to tears I was SO happy you all loved it. when I say pt.2, I kind of assume that it’s with the same characters (since no one specified others) so that’s what I’m gonna do! 

Context provided, don’t worry babes 

WARNINGS: sexual harassment, intoxication, extremely heavily suggestive (it gets pretty spicy)

Also contains spoilers from part 1 but like why would you even read part 2 if you haven’t read part 1? Get outta here and read it!! (Why is this even a warning? I don’t know don’t question my methods) 

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“There’s only one bed” [PT.2] PT.1

Saeyoung 

You awoke to a sleeping Saeyoung, his toned arms enveloping your small body in a hug. Shamelessly, you laid still for a few moments longer.

When you’d noticed him stirring awake, you quickly shut your eyes once more, trying to conceal your growing smile 

Saeyoung blinked a few times before registering at last where he was 

He needed a little more time to register why you are in his arms 

Pretending to be asleep again, you nuzzled further into his chest, letting out a soft groan 

Saeyoung’s mind flew to DANGER MODE 

He felt kinda guilty holding you in his arms because let’s face it there’s no way he isn’t enjoying this 

He was so stunned that, for once, he was at a loss for words (shocking, I know) 

Blinking out of his stupor, he murmured, “Y/N?” 

His morning voice was... nice. 

You pretended to “wake up”, fake yawning before saying, “Yes, Saeyoung?”, subtly batting your eyes a little 

(It wasn’t subtle) 

But since Saeyoung is an actual fucking moron, he can’t tell the difference 

Play it cool, Seven. She can’t know that you know she was doing this all night and you didn’t do anything. 

“Wow”, Saeyoung choked out a laugh, “I didn’t know you liked me this much.” 

You look down, in between the two of you before slowly making eye contact with him again, smirking in disbelief, “I could say the same to you.” 

A slow blush crept up his face at the innuendo 

But he was NOT about to lose 

Saeyoung Choi is NOT a loser 

“Oh, yeah? Well, I wasn’t the one screaming my name last night.” 

You gasped, “Screaming?! I didn’t scream -- I would’ve remembered a dream like tha-- Oh!” You quickly covered your mouth, already feeling regret seeping into every bone of your body.

Saeyoung openly chuckled, looking at you with a sort of darkness in his eyes 

“You’re more dangerous than this whole mission.”

You were still out of sorts, failing to come up with a comeback besides a quiet, “I wasn’t screaming.”

A shit eating grin replaced the cool smirk on Saeyoung’s face 

“I win.” 

“Eat a dick, Seven.” 

“Sorry, I think I’m more attracted to the one who was moaning out, ‘Oooh, Saeyoung~~~’“ 

You threw a pillow straight in his face, muttering a “shut up”, blushing profusely 

Ever the competitive fucker, Saeyoung proclaims an all out pillow fight

It is WAR 

Throwing pillow after pillow at each other in between giggles and taunts and jeers 

“Take no prisoners!” you shouted, feeling unbeatable

Until Saeyoung grabbed your ass, pulling you down with him, earning a yelp from you 

“What the fuck, Sev’?! You cheater!!” 

“I don’t know, my hand’s a lot more comfortable here!” 

You scoffed, “Oh, YOU! YOU are gonna GET IT!” 

Saeyoung threw back his head in laughter but abruptly stopped when you grabbed his face with both your hands, and forcefully kissed him 

He let out a “MMPH!”, eyes wide 

Before, of course, kissing you back with equal force 

Gasping for air at last, you spoke in between breaths, “I......win..”

“Actually, darling, I think I just did.”

Noticing your loss for words, he smirked before asking, “So.... what’s my prize?” 

You didn’t have to be asked twice, “I think I have something in mind...”

His eyes met your own before slowly scanning your body, then snapping back to your eyes once more 

You bit your lip 

“I know you’ll lose at least one thing tonight.” 

“Bold of you to assume--” 

“Just shut up and kiss me again.” 

Wish granted ;) 

Yoosung 

Yoosung glanced away, taking a deep breath before saying, “Yeah, yeah I did. I really like you.” You couldn’t hold back the big ol’ smile that took over your face as you proudly declared, “Me too!!” Right when Yoosung was going to go in for a kiss, he saw his auntie suddenly right next to the both of you

“Oh my GOD when did you get here?!”

She smirked, “My question first, dearie, what did you two like?” Neither of you answered, your cheeks growing red

“You know, the first time your uncle did it with me I felt the same way. Like, what a man! Must run in the fam--” 

“OKAY! THANK YOU FOR THAT AUNTIE BUT BREAKFAST IS CALLING MY NAME MM SMELLS GOOD SEE YOU LATER.” 

Your blush didn’t leave you as you smeared strawberry cream cheese on your toasted bagel. This trip was going to be very VERY difficult. Thank God there was alcohol. And Yoosung. And probably dogs. And Yoosung. Yeah. Gotta love relatives.

Following this stunning confession, you felt dumb because, well, you still didn’t know where you really stood with Yoosung 

So when night came, you were ready to go to a party 

Putting on your earrings and making sure your clothes were laid properly in place, you stepped out of the resort room to a waiting Yoosung 

“H-hey, thanks for waiting for me,” You nervously tucked a stray hair behind your ear. 

Yoosung avoided eye contact, opting for a stiff nod 

You gazed deeper into the side of his head, feeling hurt. 

But... you decided not to say anything. 

Walking together to the reserved room the resort had made in preparation for Yoosung’s uncle was awkward, not a single word spoken between the two of you 

When you arrived, Yoosung’s eccentric uncle immediately shouted, “’Sung ‘Sung! Get over ‘ere! We’re gonna have a part-ay!!” 

You suddenly understood why Chaewon was the way he was 

and why Yoosung’s parents forced him to go on this trip instead of themselves 

Since you didn’t know his name, you opted for your nickname -- Uncle Alcohol 

Cuz he had a LOT of it 

In number, and in the amount he shoved down his throat at any given time

Seriously, how is this guy already drunk?!

You watched as Uncle Alcohol shoved a sloppy arm around Yoosung, not so quietly shouting something in his ear above the blaring music 

You were too far away to hear, thank goodness, but you took note of the way Yoosung immediately blushed and shook his head fervently, his hands held in front of his chest 

Before you could take in the atmosphere further, you felt a shiver down your back

Immediately turning around you saw the oh-so-famous Chaewon 

“Heeeyyyyyyy babbeeheehe...... Wannnaaa..... sliiidee in my room tonighhht?” Laughing in a way what made you cringe and your ears numb, you replied, “No thanks, bud. You should probably get some water.” 

“Nooo I want youuuu” Grabbing your boob in his hand, he laughed again, saying, “Nice” 

Oh my god.. where the fuck is Yoosung?? 

You quickly slapped away his hand, shouting, “Stay the hell away from me asshole! Try anything else again, and I won’t give a shit that you’re drunk or Yoosung’s family, I will call the cops on you!” 

He acted as if he didn’t hear you, but must’ve gotten the message because he sauntered over to another group of girls 

Aren’t those his cousins? What the fuck is WRONG with that guy?! 

The loud smack and curses answered the question. You didn’t attempt to help when you saw them proceed to beat the absolute shit out of him, blood and all. 

What you needed was a drink. Something really, really strong. 

You walked over to the resort bar tender

Something about your face must’ve given it all away because he began with a “Rough night, huh?” 

“Do not even fucking ask me about it. God, please, I’m sorry that was rude. I just need something strong... just give me three fingers of rye.” You waved your hand nonchalantly, sitting at a bar stool. 

“Are you sure, lady? You don’t look the type to handle that kinda liquor..”

“That’s kind of the point.”

He sighed, “Look... I’m not supposed to condone you getting completely shit-faced.. but you look like you need it tonight. I’ll make something a little easier down the throat, okay?” 

You nodded, exasperated. 

You didn’t know what it was, but it did the trick. It’s fruity taste easily passed down your throat, leaving you feeling lighter and more at peace. 

“’nother one.” 

He obliged, pouring another glass for you. 

Four drinks in and your world was already unbelievably wobbly. 

You were seeing double, looking at the bartender’s second form 

You laughed, it all seemed to funny 

Standing up, you stumbled over to the dance floor, grabbing one of Uncle A’s craft beers. 

Dancing was fun for a few minutes, grateful no one had bothered you. 

But you sat down, tears suddenly welling in your eyes 

You were alone. 

Yoosung. 

Your mood brightened just by remembering his name

Giggling, you called out, “Yoosuuungg~~~” repeatedly around the room 

One of the cousins heard your call, laughing because everything was funny, before grabbing Yoosung’s arm and shouting what they’d just heard 

Yoosung quickly glanced over at you, brows furrowed. They softened a little upon seeing your drunken state 

He’d had a beer or two, but the good feeling got old quickly and he sobered up by the time he’d noticed his cousins acting like complete fools 

Upon seeing him, your smile grew to a big, childish grin 

“Hiiii Yoosuuunggg...” 

“Jeez, Y/n, how much did you drink?” 

You giggled, playfully sticking out your tongue, “not sure~ a few.. probably..?” you laughed again, winking at him 

“Hey, let’s get you some water, yeah? On second thought.. we gotta get outta here. I’ll carry you to our room.” 

Your eyes shamelessly stared at his lips, not listening to a word he was saying 

“Yoosunngg~~ I want you to fuck meeee” 

Yoosung held the bridge of his nose in between his fingers, “L-let’s just go.” 

Putting your arm over his shoulder, he carried most of your weight. 

“Yoosuuung I want to have your babiess~~” 

Yoosung blushed and looked down, continuing to walk, “You’re way too drunk.” 

“Yoosunggieee I want to know what it feels like to have your d--” 

He quickly shushed you, looking around for other observers

He basically ran to your resort room from there

Taking a long sigh as he finally had got you in the room, he wiped some sweat off his face 

Just when he’d gotten up to get a water bottle for you, he heard retching noises

Before he could stop you, you upchucked all over yourself and some of the cheap resort carpeting 

Groaning in physical and emotional pain, Yoosung muttered a quiet, “why me” 

Before putting his arms under your arm pits and dragging you to the bathroom 

He spent a good 10 minutes just trying to get the stupid shower to turn on because of course at any other place than your own house it’s never easy 

Then, after getting the temperature just right, he forced you to down at least half of the water bottle 

“Are you able to take off your clothes by yourself, Y/n?” 

You giggled back, shaking your head 

“Liar.” 

“Help me take ‘em off pweaseee” 

“No!” 

You started tearing up again, your lip wobbling 

“You know I can’t do that sweetie, you’re drunk.”

“No ‘m not.” 

“Yeah, you are.” 

You looked up at him before sighing and lifting up your shirt, fully exposing half of your naked body to him 

He screamed like a little girl, running and slamming the door behind him 

You pouted, “That’s no fun.” 

After getting out of your clothes, you devised another poorly thought through plan

“Yoosunngggieee I need help washing myselffff” 

“Um.. okay, lemme go see if I can get a hold of someone...”

“I want it to be you. I want it to be you who sees me like this. I want it to be you. Only you.” 

“S-stop..” He said through the door. 

“Please?” 

Sighing, Yoosung knew there was no one who wasn’t drunk or available to help. 

He did what any good guy would do. He proceeded to blind fold himself, opting for reaching his hands out to guess and where things were. 

You laughed, “’Sunggiee you know you’re still gunna be touchin’ me” 

“I’m not going to.”

“You said you’d help me!” 

“Yeah, getting shampoo or something like that!” 

“How ya gunna do that with somethin’ over your eyes?” 

“I didn’t think it through that far.” 

You sighed, conceding and attempting to wash yourself (which ended pretty badly) but, keeping his word, he managed to assist you the best he could without touching you. 

He pitied the hangover you’d have... and the regret. 

 At last carrying you to bed after getting you another drink of water, he began cleaning the putrid stain you’d left on the carpet. 

It was about 5AM when he’d finished, finally crawling into bed. 

He thought about the way it felt last night compared to now

and he blamed himself. 

He was the one that made you get so drunk you essentially passed out 

Looking at you again, he sighed. 

Tugging you close into his arms, he whispered a soft, “I’m sorry.” 

Your subconscious must’ve heard him because you said in your sleep, “’s ok.” 

Jumin 

And suddenly your faces weren’t so far apart. And you couldn’t help but slowly close your eyes. Jumin was confused. He can be a bit of a pea brain, so he of course said, “I’m sure you’re very tired.” He shut off the light, reaching over you. You held back the big frown you’d gotten when you realized he’d rejected you. Unbeknownst to you that it took everything in him, from the moment he’d saw you in the jet cabin, not to scoop you up in his arms and make out with you the whole way there.

You were awoken by birds chirping outside the massive estate window

You made eye contact with an already staring, wide-eyed Jumin 

Upon realizing you’d woken up, he averted his gaze saying, “Breakfast -- soon.” 

You missed the crimson color of his face, instead getting up and stretching (like you didn’t learn your lesson last time)

Then, you made your way over to the fresh coffee that had been delivered to your room minutes before

Adding a shit load of cream and a dash of sugar, you turned to see Jumin staring at you. Again. 

You breathed out a laugh, “What are you looking at?” 

Jumin’s brows knit together for a split second before he again looked away, his soft blush never fading, “It’s hard not to.” 

“Look at wha--” Your eyes grew wide in realization, looking down at the lingerie hardly covering your skin, Jumin’s shirt no where to be seen.  

You screamed, making a poor attempt to cover yourself shouting, “Oh my god I’m so sorry I forgot!!” 

Again, Jumin found his gaze resting on your body, stifling a groan. 

He at last spoke, his deep voice reverberating throughout the room, “You... you’re making this all.. so much more ....difficult.” 

You then grew defensive, “Made what difficult? Ogling at me without staying anything?!” 

His eyes glowered with something you couldn’t quite place. “That’s not what I meant” 

He walked slowly toward you, causing you to take steps backward 

He’d backed you up against the wall, letting out a deep breath through his nose

With glittering eyes, he grabbed your chin with his fingers, forcing you to look up at him instead of the ground 

“You’re doing on purpose, aren’t you?” 

You gulped in anticipation, “D-doing what?” 

Jumin raked his eyes down your body then looked back up at you with a sarcastic expression that said, “really?” 

“N-no! I didn’t have a choice!!” 

“Your clothes would’ve been dry hours ago.. if it really bothered you--”

“Well I was really tired from the jet ride and putting up with you!” 

Jumin looked surprised for a moment before grinning sardonically, “Putting up with me? Do you have any idea how fucking hard it is to control myself when you’re constantly grabbing me, touching me, everything!” 

“I didn’t do all that on purpose!” Okay, maybe that wasn’t entirely true, but you weren’t about to admit that to him when he was being such a dick.

He laughed dryly, “Yeah, okay. All I’m saying is that I don’t find it very funny.” 

“You think that you’re just some big joke to me?!” 

“What other explanation is there?” 

You were practically hysterical in your laughter saying, “You’re unbelievable.” 

“Oh yeah?” he challenged. 

“Yeah,” you glared back at him, your faces inches apart. 

Before Jumin could realize what he was doing, he pulled your hips flush against his own, crashing his lips harshly on yours. 

Letting out moans of both desperation and anger, your eyebrows furrowed as you deepened the kiss, gasping when Jumin slid his tongue so far into your mouth you swore you felt it going down your throat. 

After what felt like hours, you parted for oxygen, both breathing heavily, before going in for another long, simmering kiss

You felt Jumin smirk against your mouth causing you to lightly smack his chest, hating that he knew he’d gotten a rise out of you. 

He grabbed your wrist against his chest, slowly guiding it to his first button of his night shirt. 

You made quick work of removing all the fastenings, nodding and obeying him when he commanded, “Jump”

Your legs tied round his waist, you continued to make out, pulling at the waistband of his pants. 

Jumin moaned into your mouth before parting to say, “You will be the death of me, little spitfire.” 

Let’s just say the whole fiance thing might not be a lie anymore. 

Zen 

Zen wanted to say something smooth like “I’ve always wanted to do that.” But instead he said “I’ve always wanted to do you.” He mentally smacked his head, blaming the lack of oxygen for his stupidity. But you smirked up at him coyly, replying, “Then why don’t you?” Um, yeah, rip your hotel neighbor he will literally hate both of you so much.

You awoke you Zen rubbing his thumb on your arm, basking in the morning light 

He groggily said, “’mornin’ babe.” 

“I’m ‘babe’ now?”

“What else am I supposed to call my beautiful girlfriend?” 

You leaned up and kissed him softly, smiling. 

“I love you, Zen. So much.” 

“I love you, too, Y/n. If you didn’t already get that from when we...” 

You laughed shyly, “yeah..” 

“I know I skipped a few steps, but I have never been happier and more sure of anything in my life.” 

You looked up at him, peacefully grinning. 

“Hey, let’s get married.” 

Zen choked on his spit, “R-right now?!” 

You giggled, “Not right now, but soon. I dunno, we’ve been friends for, like, forever. Now that we know we like each other it seems like the next step.” 

Zen looked at you, searching your face to determine whether you were serious or not. 

Detecting that you weren’t joking he laughed airily saying, “Sure. Whatever you want princess.” 

He kissed the top of your head, whispering, “You’re so beautiful, ya know that?” 

Sighing comfortably, you nodded, falling back into sleep. 

“H-hey! Wake up!!” Zen shouted, giving up and just cuddling up to you instead, stroking your hair gently. 

The concert wasn’t until late that night -- he had time to spare. 

....Even if he didn’t, he’d make time for you.  - 3 months later

In classic Zen and Y/n style, you’d eloped shortly after the tour ended. 

“Hey, Y/n? Have you seen my grey t-shirt?” 

You looked up from your laptop, “Mhm, it’s in the dryer.” 

He sighed, “Thanks babe”, before making his way down to the mudroom where your laundry was kept 

He sifted through the hot laundry in the dryer, not seeing his shirt anywhere, when he hard a crash. 

“Y/N?!” 

He rushed out to the living room, glancing from the smashed coffee mug on the ground, to you. 

“Y/N?! Are you okay?!!!” 

You clutched your stomach in anguish, beads of sweat forming at your brow, “Y-yeah.. my stomach hurts so bad ‘s all.”

Zen was having NONE of that

He rushed you to the Emergency Room, holding your hand the entire time. 

“It’s gonna be okay, Princess, I promise.” You nodded, before losing consciousness - 

you awoke to a depressing hospital room, meeting Zen’s worried eyes. 

“How long was I out..?” 

“For a few minutes.” 

You sighed in relief, feeling a lot better than you were when you were rushed to the ER. 

All of a sudden, a doctor entered the room looking stern. 

“I wanted to discuss the diagnosis with the two of you when you were both physically present.” 

You blanched, looking at Zen with fear etched in your eyes. 

Zen held your hand tighter, before saying, “What’s the problem?” 

The doctor looked in between the two of you before letting out a little laugh, “There’s nothing wrong, actually.” 

You both looked confused, Zen proudly saying, “Then why’d you look all doom and gloom when you came in here?!” 

The doctor roared with laughter saying, “Eh, I get a kick out of the faces you guys make. Ah, now to the diagnosis.” 

“There’s still a diagnosis?!” 

You shushed Zen, nodding at the doctor. 

He took a breath before saying, “Miss Y/N Hyeon, you’re pregnant.” 

Both your eyes grew wide, mouths slacked

“O-oh, oh my gosh!!” 

Zen enveloped you in a big hug, congratulating you (and also hiding his tears) 

This man could not hold back the proud grin he sported for MONTHS

-

I simp for this prompt so if someone asked, it’s not like I could say no to writing it for more characters.......right? lol Also, I came to a realization that I made that a fanfic rather than a headcanon.. so oh well, right? 

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[duckugou]

get you the moon

Bakugou x female reader

cw: a lil angst, comfort

aged up

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|Bakugou POV|

Seeing her with someone else killed me. Every single time. Sure, she said she was single, but I see the way they look at each other. He looks at her like she's the entire world- which she is. But shes my world. Shouldn't be his. Maybe I'm just selfish. I don't care.

Being around her gave me hope- something I lost a while back. Something I had given up. She gives me that smile and its like everything's okay. She saved my life and doesn't even know it. She's the reason I'm still hanging on. Like that song she always plays and sings to, Get you the moon? "You are, you are the reason my head is still above water" is a good line. "If I could, id get you the moon" God I really would.

But now, his hand is trailing closer to hers and I swear to god if he holds it, I'm going to lose it.

"Y/N! Come here!!" I shouted across the party we were at, making her head jerk to see me, her face filling with light and a smile.

She runs up to me, "Hey Kats, whats up," her embrace is everything right now. No amount of alcohol could compare.

"Nothin- hey want a drink?" I asked, turning towards the kitchen, the y/c/h haired girl following me close by.

"Nah, I'm the D.D tonight." (Designated driver) She spoke over the music.

"Oh- for him?" I seethed.

"Just for like anyone who needs it. You know me, Kats," She giggled, slapping my arm.

That's another thing about her. Shes so damn selfless. Most parties she went to, she didn't drink, just in case someone needed a sober helping hand. She would keep her eyes peeling for other girls that might be in danger or anything- she would swoop in and save the day. She's like the sister everyone needed.

"Don’t fuckin hit me, stupid. Anyways- hows things with uh-. Ya know," I asked, dreading the answer, nodding my head towards the tall guy she was just standing with.

"What do you mean?"

"Like, are you official yet?"

"Officially friends. He's not my type- like at all. He's nice but I mean I've kind of had eyes for someone else," She giggled.

"oh." I snapped. "Well, I need to get back to Kirishima. Sure he needs me or something." I began walking away, leaving her with a sad, confused look.

"Catch up later?" She shouted to me. I waved her off.

So not only is this other fucking prick trying to get with her- but shes got her eyes on another?! Unreal. How is this happening? Shes MY love. Why doesn't she realize that.

I downed my drink, the burning feeling distracting me for a moment. I needed something else. Someone else.

I looked around the room at all the ladies at the party. Nice asses, skinny waists, high ponytails. But none were looking around, ready to help. None had a light in their eyes. None seemed genuine. Not like her.

"Hey hey Bakubro, whats got ya lurkin round the room," Kirishima yelled to me, slapping his arm around my shoulder. I shrugged him off.

"Nothin. Whats got ya drunk already?"

"Oh the usual mixture- where's Y/n?"

"Don't know." I snapped back.

"Oh jeez something has YOU twisted. Alright I gotta go find everyone else- HEYYYYYY-" Kirishima walked off shouting, not wanting to deal with me. Understandable. She was the only one that cared genuinely.

Fuck this is so stupid, I'm jealous of someone that I don't even know!

I went off to find Y/n to maybe apologize? I don't know. Everything is starting to get a bit more fuzzy.

I spotted her through the balcony doors, and went out to join her.

"Oh, hey Kats," she sighed, looking anywhere but at my eyes.

"H-hey I'm sorry about stormin off. I wanna be supportive. Who's the guy you got your eyes on then?" I wanted her to be happy, right?

"O-oh. Nobody." She sighed.

"Really? Because you seemed pretty psyched about him a little bit ago," I inquired.

"Yeah, I mean he's amazing but he doesn't want me," she said, looking off the balcony.

"Well any guy that doesn't want you is a fucking moron," I said, getting mad that some guy would make her feel this way.

She laughed bitterly. "Yeah. He is pretty stupid. He's taller than me, hes got really nice hair, his smile is so nice even if he doesn’t show it often. Hes honestly a dick to most people but once you get to know him, hes the sweetest. Plus He’s gonna be a pro fucking hero. I've grown so close to him, I think I might love him but I don't know."

A bitter taste came to my mouth. He sounded vaguely like me, but she didn't like me?

"Oh. He sounds cool." I said, quietly.

"Y'know Katsuki, I knew you were dumb but I didn't know the extent of it I guess," She said, looking me in my eyes for the first time on the balcony that night.

"Tch- what?"

"You're the only guy I know with a attitude like that, idiot."

Realization hit me like a fucking train. She started giggling, and a smile grew on my face. I grabbed her by the waist and kissed her finally.

I was jealous of my fucking self all night.

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Team-Building

Pairing: Bucky x Reader x Sam

Words: 2369

Warnings: Smut (18+only), oral (f and m receiving), threesome, explicit language

Summary: You are an HR receptionist lucky enough to be around each time Sam and Bucky come in to attend their mediation sessions. They want to apologize for making you stay late one night. 

A/N: Written for my lovely @river-soul read over and confirmed it’s not trash by @syntheticavenger Gifs by @navybrat817​ Minors please DO NOT INTERACT. This is my first time writing a threesome so be kind with feedback! If I missed any warnings let me know and PLEASE enjoy.

The ticking of the clock seemed to get louder as you become more impatient at the fact you were still at work well past closing. As an HR receptionist, it was your responsibility to process the paperwork involved in Steve giving Sam the shield. You had been working tirelessly, trying to get everything in order, and yet you couldn’t seem to get that last signature needed to finalize the transition. The bickering between Sam and Bucky was holding everything up. They had to go to HR at least once a day if not more to meet with the staff mediator, Emma. You were tasked with locking up the office and you couldn’t very well do that while there were people still in the building, no matter how tempting. Finally, you heard to door click open and each person filed out.

“Now, gentlemen, I hope this can be our last meeting.” Emma sighed, “Just try to find some common ground. Maybe find a hobby or activity you can do together. Kind of like team building.”

You chuckled listening to Emma. She was a complete angel coming in multiple times a day just to field the laundry list of complaints against the duo for their behavior. Your laughing drew in the attention of the pair and as Emma left, they stopped at your desk.

“Hey, there sugar what are you doing here so late?” Sam cocked his eyebrow leaning on your desk.

“Well, Sam there are these two idiots who keep getting into shit with the rest of the team and have late end-of-the-day mediations. Guess who can’t close up the office until those sessions end, and everyone leaves the building?” You teased.

“Doll, I don’t think it’s nice to call Emma an idiot. Sam sure, but Emma? She’s a saint. Has to put up with that asshole.” Bucky gestured to Sam with a smirk.

You couldn’t help but laugh. You have known Sam and Bucky for a few months now since they started coming into HR for their mediation. At first, it was polite hello’s given before they bickered their way out of the office. Soon they began to hang over your desk as you finished up tasks and walked you to your car almost nightly. Sam would occasionally bring you your favorite coffee, and as if to one-up him, Bucky would bring you your favorite flowers. He would tell you they would last much longer than some silly coffee. 

They stayed close to your desk as you went about locking up, watching you closely and sharing knowing glances. You squinted your eyes suspiciously at the two of them and when you finally managed to shoo them out of the building to lock up, they followed you to your car.

“So, any plans tonight?” Sam asked throwing his arm around your shoulders.

“Just going home, ordering take out, and drinking copious amounts of wine. What about you guys? Gonna find out if you have any hobby’s in common?” You laugh, shrugging off Sam’s shoulder as Bucky grabbed your hand.

“Oh I don’t think Sam and I have much in common outside of enjoying your company.” Bucky brought your hand to his face and gave it a kiss. “How about you let us treat you to dinner?”

You smiled at Bucky and looked over at Sam who could hardly contain his amusement. 

“If you guys behave. I’m not about to referee a fight between the two of you. It’s been a long enough week as it is.”

“Don’t worry honey, we’ll be on our best behavior and who knows. Maybe you’ll let us eat out with you more often.” Sam gave you a cheeky grin.

You gave Sam a confused look, “Right, except we’re eating in. I’ve had enough of people I just want a relaxing night at home.”

“Don’t worry doll, we’ll help you relax.” Bucky winked at you.

You gave them your address and told them to give you an hour. After you picked up more wine at the liquor store, you sent Sam a text to pick up the food and headed back home. When you got home you frantically ran around and cleaned up as best as you could. You changed into some shorts and a tank top just in time to hear knocking at your door. Pulling it open revealed Sam and Bucky leaning against the door jam holding bags of Chinese food. 

“Jeeze guys did you order enough food?” You stepped aside letting them in.

Sam planted a kiss on your forehead and went into the kitchen. “Gotta make sure we get your energy up after you had to deal with two of the most exhausting people all week.”

Bucky followed Sam after pulling you into a hug.”Sam, I think I said earlier that it’s not nice to talk about Emma like that when all she’s trying to do is help you.”

You went into the kitchen to pull wine glasses down from the top shelf. Normally when it was just you, you would drink directly from the bottle. Why dirty another dish? As you reached up on your tiptoes you felt your tanktop slide up your body. After struggling to try to reach the glasses, you felt a warm hand on your exposed hip and a heavy body press behind you.

“If you needed help reaching something honey you could have just asked,” Sam whispered low in your ear as he grabbed the glasses and placed them next to you on the counter.

He released your hip and turned to grab the wine. You were still facing the counter trying to slow your breathing. When you turned around you were face to face with Bucky as he reached behind you to grab the glasses. 

“We kind of need the glasses doll, or are you hoarding them all for yourself?” Bucky leaned forward, caging you against the counter. You heard the faint clinking of the glasses as Bucky grabbed them never once breaking eye contact with you.

“Um yeah, you guys help yourselves I’ll be right back.” 

You ran into the bathroom and splashed water on your face. You had to be imagining things, right? Sam and Bucky who came to professional couples counseling weekly were in your home and getting very close. Did they notice how you looked at them each time they came into the office? You had to have been caught staring at Sam’s ass on more than one occasion with the amount you did it. You lost count of the number of times you had to have Bucky repeat what he just said because you got lost in the low gravel of his voice. The jig was up. They were definitely onto you and they were going to tease you mercilessly for it, you were sure of it.

When you came out of the bathroom Sam and Bucky were in the kitchen speaking in hushed tones. At the creek of the floor under you, they snapped their attention in your direction. They slowly started making their way over to you, their eyes glued to your body.

“Oh sweetheart, were we making you uncomfortable?” Bucky smirked.

“I know Bucky can be intimidating but you didn’t have to go getting all wet on his account.” Sam gestured to your chest.

You tilted your head in confusion and looked down. When you splashed the water on your face you must have overdone it seeing as the entire front of your shirt was soaked through, putting your nipples on full display.

“I am so sorry,” you say, crossing your arms over your chest, “I’m going to go put on a dry shirt I’ll be right back.”

You ran into your bedroom and quickly sifted through the drawers to find another shirt to wear. As you took off the offensive tank top you heard the door to your room creak open and saw Sam and Bucky watching you.

“You know sugar, Emma had told us to find something we had in common. Something we could do together that we both enjoyed. Called it ‘team-building’,” Sam walked over to you and brushed his fingers over your cheek. 

“We thought she was out of her mind suggesting it. What could we possibly have in common?” Bucky moved behind you, circling his arms around your hips pressing soft kisses into your neck. 

Sam brought his finger under your chin and lifted your head to meet his warm brown eyes.

“We finally figured it out. We have you in common. We can’t stop thinking about you and we’ve noticed how you look at us. You want us too right?”

You let out a small whine and nodded, “Yes, I can’t stop thinking about you two.” Bucky smiled into your neck. “Yeah doll? When do you think about us? When you touch yourself?”

His warm breath on your neck made you shiver. Your nipples pebbled and Sam brought his hands to your chest, gently massaging the soft skin. You moaned at the sensation and Sam pinched your nipples intensifying the feeling.

“I think the tin man asked you a question honey, why don’t you answer him?” Sam cooed.

Bucky growled at the statement and you could feel your arousal pool in your panties. 

“Yes,” you whimpered, “I touch myself when I think of you two.”

Sam hooked his fingers in the hem of your shorts pulling them down along with your underwear, leaving you completely bare to the two men. Bucky gripped your wrists and moved them down to your core. 

“Show us how you touch yourself doll.” Bucky placed nips and kisses along your shoulder.

You started making slow circles on your clit, throwing your head back into Bucky’s chest. You dip one finger inside your wet channel slowly, sighing with relief. As you continue your ministrations Bucky moves his hands over your breast groping them. You were about to add another finger when you felt Sam grip your wrist pulling your hand away from your core. You looked down at him to watch as he took your fingers into his mouth to suck them clean.

“You taste so good, honey.” Sam hummed before he gripped the back of your thigh and lifted it over his shoulder. He held your ass as he pressed his face into your dripping core licking a stripe straight to your clit. He sucked on the bundle of nerves while Bucky continued to leave marks on your neck. Sam added two fingers into you and expertly stroked your sweet spot.

“Come on doll, fall apart for Sam. Cum for him so I can make you scream my name next.” Bucky pinched your nipples and your orgasm rushed through you. 

Sam worked you through your orgasm licking up all your release. When he stood up he stripped off his shirt exposing his chiseled torso. He removed his pants letting his hardened cock slap his stomach. Bucky released you as Sam moved forward to capture your lips in a tender kiss. You could hear more clothes dropping to the ground and when you turned your head Bucky was on full display, the metal of his arm glimmering in the moonlight. Bucky smoothed his hand across your cheek tilting your face to meet his for a soft kiss. Pushing Sam away from you, Bucky guided you to the bed to lay you down.

“I can’t wait anymore sweetheart I have to feel you around my cock” Bucky lined himself up. Before he could push in, you felt the bed dip and saw Sam stroking himself next to you. You licked your lips and reached for him. Before you reached him, Bucky flipped you on all fours and guided your hips back, his length slowly spearing you. You moaned at the full sensation as Bucky bottomed out stilling for a moment.

Sam positioned himself in front of you, “Come on sugar, I want to see what that mouth can do.” 

You opened your mouth and licked the pre-cum off before wrapping your lips around his length and hollowing out your cheeks. Sam pushed himself in until you felt him touch the back of your throat, causing you to gag slightly as he moaned.

“Sam, do that again, she squeezed the shit out of me.” Bucky smacked your ass causing you to move forward taking in more of Sam, humming with satisfaction.

“Shit, I’ll do that again if you keep that up. The mouth on her feels like heaven” 

Bucky started thrusting in and out of you ravenously. Each time your hips met, you took Sam deeper down your throat, drool running out of your mouth coating his cock. Sam pulled your hair causing you to whimper, the sound only spurred both men on. Bucky brought his metal hand down to your clit, pinching it. 

“You gonna be a good girl and cum for me doll? Make a mess of my cock.”

You nodded and Sam groaned pinching one of your nipples.

“Fuck sugar, you’re gonna make me cum. Can I cum down your throat?”

You hummed with approval as Sam fucked your throat. You felt hot ropes fill your mouth and you tried to make sure you took everything Sam had to give you. Bucky continued to fuck you as your own orgasm hit you causing you to cry out his name. His hips stuttered as he reached his own release.

“Told ya she’d be screaming my name bird brain.” Bucky teased as you fell onto the mattress.

“Well, that’s because her mouth was full and our girl knows better than to talk with her mouth full, isn’t that right honey.” Sam brushed your hair out of your face and kissed your cheek.

You hummed in contentment completely fucked out. Bucky got up to get a washcloth to clean you up as Sam soothed his fingers down your back. 

“You hungry doll? We did get enough food for a small army and I know you’re gonna need your energy.” Bucky stated nonchalantly. 

You sat up and looked at Bucky with your eyebrows pinched together.

“Why would I need my energy?”

Sam pulled you to his chest, “Oh honey, you didn’t think that was the only round did you?”

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