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u3pxx · 1 year
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hello fellow adhd-havers . do you too also experience intense fatigue out of nowehere in certain hours of the day. yea? well . how do we how . h . how do we deal that . asking for a friend
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#so for the last like. as long as i can remember. ive had a shit sleep schedule#mostly like sleep all day and stay up all night kinda shit#but i got sick/burnt out recently and slept for almost two days straight#and somehow it reset my sleep schedule to something normal#like i went to bed at 10pm and woke up at 5am for the last few days#and i havent had to nap#and the not needing to nap is really fucking with me#like im used to waking up. feeding my dog. and then napping until i go to work#i should be napping rn. but im not tired#i dont have to get ready for work for another four hours and ive already been awake for three hours#i went to the coffee shop and to walgreens. im in real clothes instead of pajamas. i did a load of laundry#im laying in bed (its so hot i might be dying) and i just. dont know what to do with my time#im probably gonna do some cleaning and packing because im moving in two months#idk im just feeling some strange type of way because for the last few days ive been. alive#instead of sleeping my life away#its so strange. i got sick. slept for a few days. and now my biggest problem is just fixed? and i can have a life now?#its 70 degrees today and the world is my oyster. what should i do?#i have a list of chores im gonna do. i might walk to the coinstar machine so ill have money#yeah i want to do that cuz im in the negatives in my bank account but i want to get a cool drink before work today#my dad texted me this morning 'noticed your bank account is overdrawn for the second time this week. whats going on kid?'#which is such a sad text to get because i know im broke. thanks dad. lets pls ignore my financial hardships#if you want to make my dad less sad hmu for my venmo /hj#anyways ill probs do that today. get some cash so i can get a frozen lemonade from wawa or something#yknow that post thats like 'seasonal depression seems fake until its 50 degrees in march and it feels like you took a party drug'#i think thats partially whats happening here. its 70 degrees and sunny and my systems dont know what to do with that#i hope youre all having a great day that you dont sleep through. i love you!!
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saatorubby · 5 months
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BABY PULL ME CLOSER - G. SATORU
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SYNOPSIS : your boyfriend is in dire need for your attention. unfortunately for him, it’s the finals week.
a/n : im loving writing for jjk and this man makes me so ill about him.
GENRE : fluff
PARINGS : student!gojo satoru x student!reader
WARNINGS : mention of childhood pet dying once. reader is referred to as girlfriend.
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The finals week was here.
Usually, there is nothing wrong with that, except for being overworked, stressed, and dehydrated, but for gojo satoru, that wasn't the worst.
No, far from worst. For him, the worst thing was being unable to be with his cute and pretty girlfriend.
"Without whom I'll die." he once declared.
There was he now, dreamily staring at you as all of your attention was stolen by those goddamn books. Satoru swears he's gonna burn them all one day.
He wonders whether those dried trees are more important to you than your loving boyfriend, him, who has been begging for your attention for days.
He huffs as his begging stare seems to have no effect in melting your cold, cold heart. Though he has to admit, the concentrated pout and the furrow of your brows do look cute on you as you slave away on the revision and assignments and last-minute projects.
He's tried everything that he could do without your presence. Played games with suguru, and caught up with his friends (which is just suguru and a very pretty and chill lady, ieiri, despite him being popular). Now, he can't go out and get food without his lovely girlfriend, could he? no, that'd be blasphemy through and through.
"Babyyy." he whined for the umpteenth time, laying on your bed as he mindlessly scrolled through social media to find topics to talk shit about with you later.
You sighed and turned to him, exasperated with his antics.
"Can we go and get food?" he asked as his bottom lip jutted in a pout you couldn't say no to. He knows you can't say no to that face, it's too cute.
"Satoru," you stared, frowning. "We've talked about this," you told him, conflicted. You wanted to take up on his offer, you do. You want to take a break too. But you just have so much work. You aren't sure you'd be able to complete it if you stopped even for a minute.
“My love, my darling, my sugarplum honey bun, can we please go and get McDonald’s?” He pleaded.
Gojo Satoru was simply irresistible.
From the first time you’ve met him, you’ve found out that he’s scarily good at getting people to do what he wants.
He looks so cute like that. His pretty eyes watery, his soft, pink lips formed into a pout, his face flushed.
He’s always gotten his way with a face like that.
So you’ve taken it upon yourself to be more resilient and tell him no. He needs to learn.
Also it’s funny how he always looks aghast after you’ve denied him something, like you’ve told him his childhood pet died or something.
“No, toru, we can’t.” You shook your head, looking up at him. You don’t dare try suggest that your boyfriend help with your work, not after…last time where both of you got distracted and ended up making out instead of getting it done.
“I have to get this paper in by tomorrow.” You said firmly, turning back to your work, holding back a snicker as he gasped dramatically.
Here it comes.
“So you don’t love me anymore, huh? Is that it?” He said, narrowing his eyes at your form, hunched over your desk. He takes it back, you’re not cute anymore.
“Is your love for me really that weak, baby?” He lamented. “That’d you’d break under the pressure this easily?” He cried.
“Do you want me to kick you out?” You take it back, he’s not cute.
“Then you won’t be able to see me for real.” You muttered, but it was enough for him to hear.
That made him shut up real quick.
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ma1dita · 2 months
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okay I dont wanna seem annoying but it's 10:53pm and the ideas r coming in but I already sent an ask in so do whichever u want first 😭
bf!Luke when he's sick headcanons? (can be in an au where they're js normal ppl or can be them at camp, your choice !! 🫶🏼
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a/n: LIVVVVV i truly believe that if this man was sick with an SO that would take care of him he would be the biggest bitch alive just because he can
at camp:
it starts with a sniffle, luke trying to be oh so brave about it until he can’t ignore the sneezes that sound like they could shake the earth and all of cabin 11 (if you think those kids barely got sleep in general, you should see them get mad at luke’s dumbass going ACHOO for the 47th time that night)
so they rightfully complain to you to go get your man and drag his ass to the infirmary, because the cabin counselor he is loves taking care of others but throws a fit when they tell him to get checked out by the apollo kids talking bout “i don’t get sick, i’m too cool to get sick! heroes don’t get—”
yeah so he has the flu
one stern look from you sends him packing towards the infirmary, dragging his feet in the dirt and complaining the whole way
he puts up a fight the whole time, swatting the healer’s hands away to the point they want to tie him to the bed, and luke doesn’t like not winning
“luke just listen to the fucking healer and you’ll be out of here faster.” “bedrest! they want me to be strapped down here forever, babe, you know i don’t like not moving for that long! though if you were the one tying me down…” *sniffles innocently*
a cold towel smacks him in the face
you end up nursing his nasty germ-riddled ass back to health in a corner of the infirmary that you have to make your own for the next week and a half. 
but if you ask him, he felt fine after a few days—he just likes being taken care of by you
im bored lets do modern hcs too:
in this universe he’s still a little shit but at least you two live together in a cute little city apartment
luke’s laid out on the couch wrapped up in some of your coziest throw blankets as he scrolls through old reruns of friends, laughing at chandler’s humor because i imagine it to be a lot like his own (of course, if rick let him be funny instead of traumatized and an antagonist)
you’re making chicken noodle soup in the kitchen and the smell wafts through the air of your apartment even if he’s so congested his voice sounds funny when he talks
i think you guys would have two cats, brother and sister—absolute menaces, pouncing on him in turns trying to resuscitate their dad from his lifeless form on the couch to throw their little mouse toy around
that or a really big senior dog who sleeps at his feet and turns its head every time luke makes a funny noise
oh he’s still annoying in this one trust—you gave him a little silver dinner bell to ring if he needs you since you’re working from home in the other room but the problem is this man always needs you
ring. “babe!’ ring. “baby!” ring ring. “love of my life, absolute goddess among—*wheeze* humans, can you come here a second?”
“what’s up, honey?” “oh i just needed to see your pretty face. feeling better already!” 
you toss a pillow at his head and get back to your meeting.
when it’s over though, you join him in his little blanket fortress and he lays on your chest, sniffling and smiling as he pulls you into a kiss and thanking you for existing
you get sick after but it’s worth it. sort of like payback
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pasta-in-the-pudding · 9 months
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This is random as shit but I think it’s funny 😭
Can I get some headcanons for Jeff, ben and Toby when their (Gn or masc) s/o is in the kitchen, just in the middle of the night, either staring off into nothing or walking in circles; I’m talking like- 3am, eating coco pops or smarties from the bag/box, walking around the room, staring at the floor. And their s/o being like.. ridiculously tired and still drinking redbull/Monster to keep them awake.
I’m autistic and I do it sometimes because idk?? But yeah this was a funny idea and your writing is great, so I’ve come to you! Don’t worry about these if you don’t wanna write them. Have a nice day/night :)
I'm so glad you like my writing! I do not have autism, but I do struggle with maladaptive daydreaming so, i demonstrate behaviors similar to this! I based some of the headcanons off of that so i hope it isnt too far off 😭 🙏
Thank you so much for requesting!!
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Toby
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Toby is up and down a lot during the night, so he'd probably run into you sometime during one of his many bathroom/snack runs
At first he thinks you're also on a snack run, but when he notices that you are just kind of...staring off into space he becomes suspicious
He steps closer to inspect your behavior, before shrugging and going along with it, grabbing his snack and heading back upstairs, and going back to bed
When he's in a trance like that, he usually doesn't like to be bothered, so he figured he'd just leave you to it
It's about an hour and a half later the next time he wakes up, he stretches, gets up, and walks downstairs
He still finds you there in the kitchen, completely intranced and still slowly eating your snacks
He puffs out his lips and tilts his head with a "hm."
He walks up to you and taps your shoulder, startling you a bit
"Sorry." He says, coming to place both hands on your shoulders "you've been here for over an hour, you ok?"
You nod and rub your eyes "yeah, sorry for worrying you" you say with a yawn
He smiles and kisses your forehead "it's ok, now that I know you're alright"
He takes your hands in his and pulls you towards him gently "now come back to bed, im touch starved" he says with a grin
Jeff
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Jeff is a very light sleeper, so the second he feels you shifting away from him, he's up
By the time he rubs the sleep from his eyes, you are already out the door, leaving him slightly annoyed that you didn't notice him waking up with you
He throws on a shirt and walks down the stairs, seeing you pacing around with a bag of smarties in hand, eating them as your mind seemingly drifts off into space
He sighs and rubs his face some more, before walking up behind you and trapping you in a hug, placing three warm kisses to your shoulder "what are you doin' up this early loser?"
You exhale loudly and bring a hand up to rub his head "just....thinking..." you mutter
He kisses you again, this time on the cheek "alright, I'll quit buggin' you. Come back to bed soon, though. You know I can't sleep well without you"
He presses yet another kiss to your cheek, before letting go of you and going back upstairs
When you finally decide to head back upstairs yourself, you grab an energy drink so that maybe once jeff falls asleep again, you can come back downstairs and think some more
When you get back into the room, jeff is laying on the bed, seemingly asleep, until he notices your presence
He moves his head to look at you, before sitting up and stretching "pulling an all nighter, huh?" he asks, gesturing to the energy drink in your hands
You glance at it, before nodding "yeah, I guess so"
He sighs tiredly and yawns "alright, i reckon I'm staying up too, then" he says with a grin
BEN
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BEN, having no need to sleep, rarely does so
He instead uses his nights to play video games or catch up on some work he fell behind
Tonight, when he had thought you'd fallen asleep, he got up and turned on his PC, pulling up steam and looking for a new game to play
While he was doing this, you got up and snuck out of the room, going downstairs to do your usual routine of just pacing around and staring into space
He plays his new game for quite a while, before getting bored and looking behind him to check on you
When he sees that you are not there, an eyebrow is raised
He pauses the game and gets up from his chair, looking around for you in various places you'd be in
He finds you in the gym, pacing around. He assumes you picked the gym because it's mostly empty, so you won't be disturbed
He walks over to you and steals a handful of your snacks "whatcha doing" he asks with his mouth full
"Thinking" you reply, not bothering to stop moving around
"Kay, well don't stay up too late, I wanna play animal crossing with you tomorrow" he says, squishing your face and kissing your squished up lips
He is about to go out of the gyms door before he pauses and looks back at you "also, bring me a soda once you're done" he then steps out, closes the door, and goes back upstairs
Hes such a little shit, i apologize for his behavior
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jeansplaytoy · 3 months
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‘ 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘 .
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part four !
part three here. > if u didn’t read it. no proof read , sorry for the wait 😣 this parts kinda boring butttt i gotchu later.
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you were confused. really confused.
“what’re you doing at my window?” you whispered after opening it. “can you let me in? this ladder ain’t that sturdy.” armin muttered, glancing down.
you glanced back at your door and sighed, shaking your head and stepping back to let armin in. you went over to your door and locked it. “you should be happy we’re friends, because if we weren’t-“
“i know. i know.” armin mumbled, stumbling through the window and closing it behind him. he placed his backpack to the side and sat on the edge of your bed. “fuck.” he whispered to himself, resting his face in his hands.
“you okay? what happened?” you frowned a little and stood in front of him.
“what doesn’t happen at that dumbass house?” armin mumbled, laying back on your bed. you pursed your lips together. “was it your dad?” he looked at you. “hell yeah. it’s nobody else but him.”
you didn’t know much about armin, or learn much about him that night, other than the fact that his dad was a complete asshole and his mom was basically helpless when it came to him.
“you know.. theres not a lot i can say about the situation. but i think you need to talk to somebody about that. because it goes left.”
“tryna get me killed?”
“i’m tryna help.”
armin scoffed. “yeah, ‘cus telling somebody that my dad got physically with me is gonna help.”
“i didn’t know that.”
he stayed quiet after your statement. you couldn’t do anything but sit beside him and stare at the wall. “ion wanna involve you in nothing but…. you think i can stay here?"
you frowned. "what? are you… dumb?"
"no. or i would've ran away by now. but im asking someone thats actually willing to help."
"how do you know if im willing to help?"
"you cant say no."
you smacked your lips. "armin, you really piss me off sometimes. but i’ll help, just because i don’t want you to get in trouble or sum shit.” you stared at him with bored eyes. “but we gotta keep this a secret. if you’re gonna stay here, you have to stay in my room, unless you wanna go home.”
“believe me, i don’t.” he yawned.
as you looked at armin, you couldn’t help but notice the small bruise forming on his collarbone. “is he always like that?”
you could tell the question surprised armin, like he didn’t know you were gonna even bother to ask more about what him and his dad had going. but he answered anyway.
“he never got physical as in punching and shit like he did today. but ion really care.”
“well you should care because that’s not something a dad does.”
“well it’s something my dad did so what.” armin sat up and looked at you. “just because your dad doesn’t do that to you means my dads not gonna do it to me?”
“i never said that.” you stared blankly at armin.
he started back before resting his eyes. “right.” he muttered before standing up and reaching in his backpack. “there’s a shower in this room? or i gotta risk going out?” he looked at you. “there’s a shower in here, but make it quick. it’s already late, and my moms knows i don’t shower late.” you said.
armin nodded in response, taking his clothes in the bathroom. he stopped at the door. “is there men’s soap in here?”
you looked at him for a second.
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“you fuckin serious?”
you couldn’t even get your words out from how long you were laughing at how armin smelled.
“you smell like a babyyy.” you said, wiping the tears that formed from laughing so hard. he basically used your soap instead of whatever soap you told him to use.
so there he was, standing there with shorts on, no shirt, pursing his lips together at how awkward it was.
“it’s literally not even a problem armin. you used my soap, i didn’t tell you to do that.” you shrugged as you got up to get your clothes ready for a shower. “you’re annoying.” he raised his eyebrows and sat down on your bed.
“well you’re gonna be here for a while, so you might as well get used to it.” you poked his head.
as time passed of you showering, armin looked around your room.
“peculiar ass room.” he mumbled, standing up to look at your dresser for things to cure his boredom.
you had random things on your vanity, like a random journal that he didn’t really care for looking in. or he did, he just didn’t wanna invade your privacy. and then random little glass figures like angels and stuff.
as his eyes glanced over almost everything, he picked up a bottle of perfume. he opened it and smelled it, it smelled good. like you, most of the time you were together. but as he shook it he saw it was almost gone. he bummed and put it back down.
then there was a picture. looked like you as a chubby little toddler. and someone else. armins eyes softened. he knew what he was thinking. he just didn’t wanna ask. yet.
that was until you walked out of the steamy bathroom, sighing loudly. “i’m done. after boiling for forty minutes.” you mumbled, waving yourself to cool off. he didn’t look up until you went over to him. “whatcha lookin at?”
“who’s this?” he pointed.
you tilted your head before raising your eyebrows. “that’s my dad.” you said, staring at the picture. “what happened?”
you thought about it. what did happen? “my mom ran him off. but she tells me he left because he didn’t want anything to do with a kid anymore.” you muttered while turning around to lay across your bed.
“fucked up.” armin said, picking up the frame. he looked at it. it looked like there were more pictures underneath. as he took the main picture out, smaller ones started to fall out. like little polaroids and cut outs.
“ain’t then when we was little or sum?” he held up another picture for you to see. “why’re you looking at those?”
“cause you’re life’s more interesting than mine.”
“so.”
“so tell me about it.”
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part 5 soon.
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se0bs · 6 months
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𝖱𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝖳𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 -𝖯𝟣𝖧
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𝖨𝖽𝖾𝖺:𝖲𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆!!
𝖨𝗇𝖿𝗈:𝖱𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝗒 @b1xi /𝖷 𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋/𝖥𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿/𝖭𝗈𝗇 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽
𝖶𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀'𝗌:𝖮𝗇𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝖿 𝗂𝖽𝗄 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐.
(took a break sorry for just disappearing)
Keeho
Just to let you know he will do all the decorating no if buts you can have you little hobby corner but that’s all oh and if you like stuffies you can have them on the bed.When he changes the room around he will always get your opinion but no use it at all but he will not mess with your stuff he keeps it the way you feel comfortable with!!
“Ok so can I move this around if that’s fine I do don’t like the way it looks here maybe here?” Keeho said looking like a home designer.”Yeah idc do what you need to hun”
Theo
Oh he will have a queen sized bed and a king sized blanket just for him you need to get your own.The tv is always on even if he is on his phone like come on😭.He feels like he like minimalist and like a white room that looks like solitary confinement not even kidding you giving beige mom tbh….rip your sanity
“Sir I’m cold can you give me a bit of your blanket…” you told him “Get your own loser” Theo said to you is a sleepy voice “Ok” you said rowling over him to where the blanket is
Jiung
Room feels cozy like just walking into makes you want to drop and lay on the ground.Has a loft the bed on top and the desk on the bottom or maybe a couch that turns into a bed.The big light is never on he has the light that purple orange if you know ily.Probably has a dog calendar with you favorite days/holidays with a star next to it.
“I not getting up any time soon jiung just telling you” “Mk you you like Christmas so I can mark that?” Jiung said turning towards you “I LOVE IT”
Intak
YOU DO NOT WANT TO BE IN THE SAME ROOM WITH HIM IM TELLING YOU.Ok I’m exaggerating but like I feel it deep in my soul his ass would push you of the bed and wake up on the other side of the bed.You can’t even have your own blanket he will take it and use his and yours at the same time.His hand is right up your nose…
“Intak move your hand it’s in my ear for gods sake” you said not moving since he will take that blanket instead of moving his hand “mmmmhmm” he said and never moved his hand.
Soul
Messy gamer room not like gamer but like Ps5 games or Xbox idk.Has like multiple random anime figures on his self.But the good side is he’s the only normal sleeper both can use the blanket and even like cuddle and shit.He has a poster of himself on the ceiling.
“It smells like totally shit in here soul” you said plugging your nose “Sorry old food also look who I got!!” Soul showing you a anime girl you don’t know “Cool”
Jongseob
Basic teenager boy room like messy bed random posters on the wall a desk just there and a big as tv on the ground…like wtf.The fan is one 24/7 even when it’s cold outside he can’t sleepy with out it.Clothes are on the bed for some reason don’t even ask him.
“It’s cold in here seob I’m turning this off” slowly getting out of the bed you guys share.
“Whatever…Meanie” watching YouTube
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kining-the-evil · 1 year
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We Can Be Fucked Up Together
(Randy Meeks x Riley!reader)
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Summary: You find solace in Randy after your best friend and boyfriend go on a killing spree
Warnings: making out, no actual smut but allusions to it, memories of murder, murder, former Stu x reader, backflashs to The Night of the murder, blood, reader having sympathy for Stu
An: This is My first scream fic, And I am very happy to be Writing about Randy. My baby deserves more love
The walls felt like they were closing in around You. You shouldn’t be alive, the blood loss was already making your head woozy and your midsection was starting to go numb from where you had been stabbed. You chose to believe Billy was the one who stabbed you, otherwise you’d Look Even more pathetic kneeling on the ground trying to stop Stu’s bleeding.
“Stop moving.” You mumbled while putting more pressure on some of his wounds.
“Im feeling woozy!” He whined, And you hated How it made you feel. You shouldn’t feel bad for him. He had killed people, he was planing on killing you, and yet your heart hurt to hear the person you’d loved for the past two years Be in pain.
“You’re going to die If we stay Here-“ You started to try and push yourself to your feet, but a gun to your back stoped you.
“Don’t fucking move,” Billy hissed.
“He’s going to die!” You yelled back, But You didn't try to stand up again.
“Then you better keep pressure on it until i fucking kill Sidney.” He snapped before running off to find Sidney, who had gone to hide somewhere.
Once the gun was gone Your attention went back to the man on Front of you. He had tears in his eyes, but an almost smile on his face.
“Why?” You whispered, unsure if you even wanted an answer.
“Why not?” He chuckled, jerking his arm up and pushing the knife straight into your stomach.
You sat up straight in your bed, letting out a small scream as you ripped at your shirt. The only thought running through your head was ‘i Need This Off.’
“Fuck!” You mumbled, struggling with getting the shirt up. You started to calm when you saw the lack of blood on your shirt. Another nightmare.
As you steadied your breathing, you couldn’t help but notice how small your room felt. How dark it was. You couldn’t stay here. Not tonight. You would either fall back asleep To Deal with nightmares, or Lay awake And Deal with memories. Not that you had a lot of places to go.
You could wake up Dewey, but his pain meds knocked him out. Besides, you didn’t want to bother him. Sidney wasn’t on the best terms with you currently; the two of you were never the closest in your group of friends. The only left Randy.
You stood up and pulled some sweatpants on along with a jacket. You debated going out the window, but you would have to walk the few blocks to his house and you weren’t brave enough for that yet. Instead you quietly made your way through the house, sneaking by your parents and brothers room so you could grab your car keys. Thankfully, your parents slept hard enough that they wouldn’t hear you driving away.
Driving definitely wasn’t the best idea; your entire body was still shaking and you didn’t dare go more then 10 miles an hour. When you arrived at the Meeks, you were quick to turn off the car to not wake the entire family and got out.
Just like you had the other three times this week, you found the window into Randy’s bedroom. You couldn’t see the man, but the tv in his room was on. You knocked on the window lightly, and it didn’t take long for his face to appear in front of you. He quickly opened the window, frowning at you.
“Hey.”
“Hey,” you offered a small smile. He helped you climb into his room, and you took your spot on his bed next to him. He was sat with his back to the wall, an arm wrapped around you. You were cuddled into his side, watching the tv in front of you both. Nightmare On Elm Street.
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“How can you watch this shit?” You ignored his question for his own, turning your head away from the screen.
“I love this movie,” he shrugged.
“I used to,” you mumbled. It was silent for a few minutes, saved for the movie playing, before you said something. Something that had been bothering you every day for the past 6 months.
“I should have noticed it sooner.” He tensed slightly, and you immediately regretted saying it; but you had to. The thought had been filling your head for months.
“You couldn’t have.”
“Ya, I could have. My best friend and boyfriend went on a killing spree, I should have noticed something.” Randy pushed you away slightly, making you look up at him.
“Sidney was dating him, should she be blamed for what happened too?”
“Thats different,” you snapped. “She fought back, I tried to save him!” You whisper yelled, worried about the others asleep in the house.
“Thats because its who you are,” he argued back. “You go out of your way to see the best in people, even if they don’t deserve it. Even after what Stu did, you didnt want to be the reason he died.” You flinched at his name, you hadn’t heard it be said out loud other then on the news. Dewey normally shut it off relatively quickly when it was on.
“You told me plenty of times how awful they were,” you pointed out. The tops of his ears turned a light pink, making you frown. Why would he be blushing?
“That may just be because I hated seeing you with them all the time,” he admitted.
It was your turn to blush, your face heating up a bit. ‘He doesn’t mean it like that,’ you reminded yourself. Randy had been in love with Sidney for years, the only reason he hadn’t made a move was to avoid angering the women.
You didn’t actually get a chance to say anything before chapped lips were people pushed against your own. You eyes shot open, surprised by the contact, and he quickly pulled away.
“Shit! Sorry sorry, god. What the hell os wrong with me?” He mumbled the last part to himself. He didnt get much time to feel bad before you reached up to pull his face to your own so you could kiss him again. He made a sound of surprise, but he didn’t fight against it; instead he kissed back. It wasn’t rough, but you could feel relief coming from him. Like any tension was being removed from him.
He pulled you lightly so you would settle on his lap, knees on either sides of him. He kept his hands on your hips while yours slid down to his chest, gripping his shirt lightly, like he would fly away if you let go.
This wasn’t necessarily a new position for you. Stu had you like this plenty of times, but it felt so different. Stu left bruises on your hips, Randy’s hold was gentle. Stu kissed with the intent of going further, Randy kissed you like he was thankful to even get this. Randy felt…safe.
Eventually you had to pull away, your lungs burning from the lack of air. You both stayed just as close, foreheads resting together and you coups feel his breath on your face.
“I thought…Sidney…” you mumbled between breaths.
“I never thought I had a chance with you,” he admitted. “I had you as a friend, so I thought it would be enough. But it wasn’t.” His eyes boar into your own, and it felt like he was staring straight into your soul.
“Caring about me right now will be rotten work. I’m really fucked up” you told him.
“I dont mind. We can he fucked up together.” He offered, making you smile.
“I’d like that.”
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Geralt of rivia x Fem reader
Requested by: none
Warnings: swearing, fluff, protective Geralt, sad reader, yennefer vs Y/n dynamic!
A/n: I'm just laying in bed and I just decided to write this 🤣
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"He doesn't love you, you know that." Yennefer said, Y/n had her back turned to her. She was clenching her fists, ready to attack this bitch. How dare she!? Y/n and Geralt have been traveling together for how long now? Then Yennefer shows up and she thinks everything is gonna be all good? Like Geralt is gonna run up her ass the minute she shows her face?
"His friendship means more to me than life, he doesn't have to love me. I love him, and that's what matters." Y/n whispered, but I still echoed through the empty room.
She turned to Yennefer, Yen could see the pain and hatred in her eyes, and she loved it. She was hoping Y/n would slip up, just enough to make Geralt turn his back on her.
Yen took a couple of steps forward, they were a couple feet away from each other. Y/n looked her up and down, waiting for some more insults.
"He could never love someone like you!" She yelled, making tears fill Y/n's eyes. She clenched her fist again.
Yen suddenly felt as if she's lost all control of her own body, she tried to move but she couldn't.
"No no no, Yennefer. you see, Geralt and I have this relationship, I'm sure you wouldn't understand with your whole "Fucking every man in your path" thing you got going on here. But Geralt and I are close, it's none of that foo foo shit. We protect what's ours, in that case, each other."
With that she waved her hand and Yennefer was sent flying across the room and hit the wall with extreme force.
Y/n went outside and stopped by a small river, she bent down and picked up a rock, skipping it across the water.
"Is she right?" She asked herself.
"Is who right, Y/n?"
The thundering voice behind her made her jump, she spun around and was nearly knocked to her ass by how close he was.
"Geralt!" She said.
His eyes were still black from his hunt, he furrowed his brows and tilted his head.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
Y/n didn't want to say anything. She knew her White wolf cared for Yennefer, and she respected that.
"I.... nothing is wrong. Im perfectly fine."
He smiled and brushed her hair back, shaking his head. The elixir was finally weary off and his eyes were returning to the beautiful yellow.
"You're not a very good liar, Y/n"
He rested his hand on her shoulder gently caressing her neck with his thumb, Geralt knew just a small hint of affection would get her to spill her darkest secrets.
"It's Yennefer." She said, just barely above a whisper.
He knew it had something to do with her, he understood they both hated each other. This hunt was just supposed to be Geralt and y/n, but Yennefer had to show up out of the blue.
"What did she say?" He asked in a gruff voice.
Her eyes became glossy as she shook her head, he slowly pulled her in to his embrace. Geralt's warmth was as always so comforting, his black shirt is soft over his broad chest. Y/n melted when his arms wrapped around her, the sound of his heart beat makes her feel safe.
"What is-"
"I love you, Geralt." Her words came out as a whisper.
She half expected to give her a grunt in return, or to pull away, or to give her a speech on how loving him is dangerous. But he didn't. Instead his grip on her tightened and his head came to rest next to hers. His lips nearly touching her ear, Geralt's words nearly making her explode.
"I know, Y/n. And the witch told you I didn't feel the same? That I could never love someone like you?"
She nodded, her tears soaking into the front of his shirt. Geralt pulled away, looking down at her as he caressed her cheek.
"She wouldn't know love if it smacked her upside the fuckin head. When I look at you I see someone I need to protect, someone I would give my life for."
He pressed his lips to hers, pulling her up against him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss.
The suddenly heard someone or something crashing through the woods. Geralt stepped in front of Y/n, protecting her from what was coming and pulled out his sword. Yennefer stumbled out of the bushes looking like she was attacked by a bear.
"Geralt, I've been looking everywhere for you! Y/nearly killed me!"
He raised his eyebrows, faking surprise. She ran up to him nearly wiping out in the rocks, she grabbed his arms and gripped him tight. Y/n was still behind his large frame, to were Yen couldn't see her.
"She's gone mad, if we don't leave she'll try and kill me again. Geralt you need to protect me."
Y/n then stepped out from behind the large man, Yennefer stumbled back acting as if she was afraid for her life.
"Geralt." She said. "Geralt! She used her magic to throw me against the wall!"
He looked at her over his shoulder in surprise, sending her a smirk.
"You have magic?"
"Y-yes, but I don't use it often."
"GERALT!" Yennefer yelled. "She nearly killed me!"
"Someone should." He grumbled.
"W-what!?"
He got close to her holding his sword to her neck, Yennefer's eyes filled with fear.
"How could I ever love someone like you?''
Yennefer's heart was beating so fast, she didn't have her magic to protect her. She didn't know how to get out of this.
"Please, don't kill me."
He got closer till she could feel his breath on he face. Her body stiffened and she started shaking.
"Run. And don't you ever come back."
Yennefer spun around and took off up the bank and though the trees, she didn't know where she was going but she was getting the hell out of there.
Geralt turned back to Y/n who was watching the water, he took in the silence and headed over to her.
Geralt wrapped his arms around y/n, pulling her close.
"Mine."
THE END ❤️
I hope you enjoyed!
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tomcruiseishot · 10 months
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One shot: Ethan hunt x Rival Reader
I am shocked at the lack of Ethan hunt/Mission impossible fanfics on here. Anyways, I love a good enemies to loved so I decided to write one. Sorry if this sucks LMAO. If anyone likes this lmk i’ll write more.
WARNINGS: Kissing, Some blood, Mild language. This one is pretty PG-13. *Gif is not mine*
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After finally arriving at the safe house, your feet are begging you to lay down. Unfortunately, you are covered in blood from todays mission and the last thing you want to do is go to bed without showering. The mission your on forces you to be in uncomfortable proximity to Infamous Agent Ethan Hunt. Even just hearing his name makes you irritated. This is not the only mission that you had to work with him. The two of you often get in each others way since you both want be making the decisions. What’s more aggravating is that no matter what you do on a mission, Ethan always gets credit for YOUR accomplishments. Anyway, instead of berating Ethan Hunt in your head, you really do need to shower. You slowly approach the bathroom. you hear the shower and realize ethan is occupying the only bathroom in the apartment. “Ethan hurry up, how much longer?”
The door opens and he leans against the white frame. You suddenly feel unable to breathe. He smiles at you with a hint of arrogance and an emotion you can’t quite place. “You missed me?” He sarcastically says, low and raspy in an attempt to not wake your sleeping colleague. Despite your best efforts you can’t help but watch the water bead of his chest onto his loose grey sweatpants. His abs are so defined they look sculpted. But you don’t have time for this. Besides, this is Ethan hunt we’re talking about here and you’re supposed to hate him. You try to think of something witty to say but your at a loss. “I need to shower Ethan, Im covered in blood and I’m tired.” He stares at you intently and you want to break his gaze but you keep from looking away. “You got pretty messed up out there.” He says. “Yeah no shit.” He chuckles lowly at this. “Listen. I know we haven’t always gotten along” he starts, “But you did really good today. We wouldn’t have killed the general without your quick thinking.”
I can’t believe Ethan hunt is being nice to me. When he says this, Your stomach erupts in a warm feeling that spreads throughout your veins and goes from your toes all the way up to your ears. I don’t have feelings for Ethan do I? We’re just talking agent-to-agent. He would’ve said that to anyone. His muscular arm brushes a tendril of hair out of your face and tucks it he kind your ear. You look up at him and begin to feel feel your stomach explode in butterfly’s. Suddenly you no longer remember why you knocked on the door.
Your legs start to feel like jelly but this time it’s not from exhaustion. He’s so close you can practically feel his breath on your face. He smells like a pine tree and his body heat makes you feel warm. He looks at you with something unprecedented: affection. For the first time you notice how handsome Ethan is. You begin to wonder what it would be like to press your lips against his. Ethan takes a brisk breath like he’s going to say something but then just stares at you, then nods in dismissal. “We’ll I should probably hurry up then.” He says. “Yeah probably.” You say chuckling.
He begins to shut the door. For some reason you’re filled with desperation for the man who you called your enemy 5 minutes ago. “Hey, Ethan?” He slowly turns back around and reopens the door. “Thanks for your help today. If I’m being honest I was pretty scared earlier and I don’t know what happened if you weren’t there,” The corners of his mouth turn up, “Hey, it’s my job. Don’t worry about it.” I start again, “But Im not just talking about the job. I guess what i’m trying to say is I’m really glad I met you. I mean glad know you-have you. you.” When he doesn’t respond you start regretting saying anything at all. “I’m sorry I don’t even know why I said that so I’m just gonna-” Suddenly he grabs your waist with his strong hands and pulls you in so close you can hear and feel his heart beat. He leans in and he puts his mouth on yours and kisses you roughly. You’re shocked but pleasantly surprised and immediately kiss back. Your whole body is tinging and it feels as if fireworks are going off inside the apartment. You grasp at his nape with one hand and with the other you feel the crevice’s of his abs that you’ve always secretly longed to feel.
He pulls away from the kiss and smiles at you with love and appreciation. He leans to whisper something in your ear. “we should take this… elsewhere.” You cock your head the same way a confused puppy does. “What, did you have something planned?” You both look towards the agent asleep of the bed. He looks back at you and his green eyes suddenly change to a hungry lust. You wryly smile. With one of his strong hands he forcefully pulls you into the bathroom and uses your body to shut the door. He raises your wrists above your head and pins you against the door with one hand, the other on the back of your neck. You wish this moment could last forever. He steps closer, roughly kissing you. He pulls back panting and looks st you with a small smirk. You smile then bite your lip. All you can think is you hope your friend isn’t a light sleeper.
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greenunoreversecard · 3 months
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OMG HI?! I HAD NO CLUE YOU TOOK REQUESTS AND WROTE FICS?? IM HERE FOR A REQUEST GREENY !!
anyway, my request is for husk x optimist!reader, like the reader is this person who tries to see the light in all the crappy situations hell throws at them and eventually just can’t take it anymore and goes down to husk’s bar and gets a drink (which is a rare occurrence for reader) and then just starts rambling on about how life is just awful for them and that it’s just so hard for them to push through and act like everything’s just fine and dandy? and husk helps em thru it and carries em to bed? :)
gn! or fem! reader is fine for this, whatever you want!! feel free to take some creative liberties with this haha i trust you!!
i can’t wait to see it!!
— mio 💕
jsjdowid I do!!! I also try and request on others pages to help spread the love :p
The Healers Broken Heart
->Husk x Gn! Reader
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Youve always been know to rival Charlie's pep and optimism.
But it seems today just wasn't in your favor, was it?
Maybe it was sleeping through your alarm. Maybe it was seeing someone you'd rather leave in the past. Maybe it was the date itself. The reasoning isn't to important as you make your way through the doors of the hotel and beeline for the bar.
"Instead of a drink can you just hand me the fullest bottle of pink Whitney you have?"
Husk raises his eyebrow at you, before letting out a low whistle.
"Damn. Shit day?"
"Something like that."
"Well, angel drank the last of theWhitney, but i got everclear, and a couple flavored vodkas and some whiskeys, if any of those suit your fancy?" His voice low and gruff as he quietly lists the available alcohols.
"Fuck it, gimme the everclear"
He whistles lightly again, turning from the glass he was cleaning to the display behind him, grabbing the unopened bottle of everlcear and setting it in front of you.
He watches as you screw of the cap, and throw it back, chugging a good amount of the alcohol, unflinching.
"I was gunna ask if you want a chaser with that, but by the looks of it you don't." He pauses a moment, eyebrows still raised in shock as he watched you drink like a alchoholic of 30 years, before remembering himself and going back to the blank slate he normally keeps his face at.
"Wanna talk about it?" He treds carefully. But this question seems to hit the dam holding back the floodgates of emotions, and tears lightly prick you eyes so you take another large swig.
"Life fucking sucks, everything fucking sucks and I don't want to deal with it anymore." You go to take a third large swig, before his hands stop you.
"Maybe wait. Everclears stronger than a muthafucka, so give it a minute to set in, and then decide if you need more." He says, prying the bottle from your iron grip. "And when your ready, elaborate."
And so, after a moment, when you feel it start to set in, you do. You tell him all of your woes. Tears start streaming, at some point.
And at some point, Husk crossed the island between you two, and brought you head to his chest, gently stroking your hair and listening. Listening and caring. That's not something your particularly used to, So to speak.
And at some point, in your now drunken stupor. He dries your tears, assurance pouring from his lips like a waterfall, as he carries you up the stairs, and towards your room, setting you gently on the bed and helping you when you ask to change from jeans to sweat, always remaining ever the gentleman. He sets advil and a glass of water on your nightstand, before standing in front of where you lay, bleary eyed and lightly kisses your forehead.
And as you fall asleep, you realise. That maybe, just maybe, its ok to not be ok.
And maybe it's OK to cross some professional lines with the bartender.
Because in the end, you won't want have anyone but husk listen to you and care for you, and Carry you home.
Even the healers need to be healed.
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A/N ending note: Hope this was OK, and hoped you liked it!! Thank you for requesting, i really liked it and enjoyed writting it<333 sorry if its short fiejfjks
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katsul0vr · 1 year
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Bakugo x reader smut!!
hi guys! this is my first time writing smut so pls have mercy on me- 
At this moment in your life, you stopped to ask yourself, how the fuck did you end up here.
It was supposed to be a one-time thing, but here you are again. Trapped under Katsuki’s large frame, whimpering like a bitch in heat as he hits your cervix with every harsh thrust after thrust.
In all honesty, you can’t act like you didn’t lay awake at night, touching yourself an imagining it were him instead. His hands, which were significantly bigger than yours, feeling all around your body, every inch of your skin, claiming it as his. After all, you’d never let anybody else touch you like this. Wouldn’t even dare to think of anyone else thrusting into your tight cunt, calling you his good fucking girl. Telling you that you look so pretty taking his cock like this, saying you feel so damn good squeezing around him every time he whispers praises into your ear.
You let out some mixture of a gasp and a moan when he lifts your leg over his shoulder to fuck you from a better angle. You quickly reach up to grab onto him and drag your nails down his back hard, which will most definitely leave a mark, but he’ll worry about that later. Right now, he’s too focused on the face you make when he slows his thrusts and rubs right against that spot that drives you crazy. Right against the spot that has you clenching around him and begging, pleading, saying any and everything you could think of to convince him to let you cum.
“K-kats, fuck- please, please let me cum, need it so bad, please” you’re so close to losing your mind, the pleasure is too much and it’s taking everything that you have to not finish without his permission. You know better than to do that. You learned your lesson from last time and you’ll never make that mistake again. “Now, baby,” he says, caressing your face gently. For a second, you almost think he’ll let you. But oh, no. You underestimate him. You seem to have forgotten one little detail. Because that light, feathery touch t your face is followed by a slap that brings you to tears. “That’s not my fucking name, now is it, princess?”
Your mind goes blank in that very moment. The sudden impact leaving you speechless, throwing you deeper into subspace than you’ve ever been before.
“ ‘m sorry daddy Im sorry- please let me cum I’ll be good, wanna cum for you. Wanna be your good girl, please, please-“ Your begging is cut off by yet another slap to your cheek and a strong grip on your jaw, forcing you to look up and make eye contact with him. “There’s my good girl. Come on baby, go ahead. Cum for me, slut.” And that’s all it takes for the pressure in your lower stomach to release, you let out a nearly pornographic moan as you finish, squeezing him so goddamn tight, he can’t help but to let go as well. His cum fills you up little by little, and his thrusts slow as he pumps you full of his seed, pressing soft kisses to your lips and forehead, he lets you know just how much of a good girl you were and how well you did for him.
Once you both calm down and catch your breath, he picks you up and carries you to the bathtub. Setting it up with your favorite soap and some bath salts, slowly and carefully placing you into the warm water, he helps you get cleaned up and even dries you off and dresses you when you’re done. He then quickly changes the sheets on your shared bed. He lifts you up and under the covers, pulling you into him and holding you tightly.
“I love you” you say quietly as you start to drift off to sleep in his arms. “I love you too, baby, now get some rest, we got shit to do tomorrow.” You smile and kiss him, then relaxing back into him and falling asleep.
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elliots-an-idiot · 3 months
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Dimitrescu Sisters comforting dysphoric trans masculine s/o and reacting to him coming out!
My first dimi sister work inspired by @muffinsin :3 I’m a transgender man so this is mostly self indulgent lmfao, I hope you enjoy!! I’ll do a smut version if anyone’s interested!!! (@muffinsin has the best stories ever!!!)
Bela
“Love, baby, what’s wrong?” Bela wipes the tears from my face as I wept, feeling so wrong in my own body, “little one, come here.”
I lay on the bed and curl into her arms sobbing, my dysphoria had already been kicking my ass today but with the dance coming up it was getting worse. The crimson dress Bela had chosen made her look effervescent, even more than usual. I haven’t seen the dress she chose for me yet, but the pit in my stomach told me it was similar to hers. Her dress, one suitable for a princess, and mine? I sobbed at the mere thought of being stuck in one for the night.
“B-bels I can’t-“ I took a shaky breath, trying to calm myself, “I can’t do this anymore.”
“What?” She looked down at me with a pained expression, “what are you saying love? Are you brea-”
“No! I can’t do this anymore, I can’t keep pretending to be someone I’m not. ” I grab the material of the skirt I’m wearing and feel more hot tears stream down my cheeks, “Bels I’m not a girl, I’m sick of trying to be one and I-”
“Love, I know, I’ve known since we met. You have the body of a woman but, your blood, it’s not female. You’re a man my love, a real man. No matter what anyone says.” She grabs my face before I can speak and gently kisses me, “I love you nonetheless, if you’re worried about the dance, stop. I chose your outfit for you remember? Do you want to see your outfit for the dance baby?”
I nod, shocked by her love and acceptance. We stand and approach her closet, I turn to her as she grabs the most amazing tux I’ve ever seen. It perfectly matches her dress.
“Bels, darling,” I feel more tears well up in my eyes, “I fucking love you.”
“I love you too my pretty boy.”
Cassandra
“Hey pet- oh shit you’re crying,” Cassandra swarmed over and plonked on the bed in front of me, “who do I need to kill? What’s wrong doll?”
“Cass-” a sob cuts me off and I curl into her lap, the fabric of my bra digs into my back again and I claw at it to take it off.
“What are you doing? Why are you crying?! Also, what the fuck is going on!?!” Cassandra is practically fuming at this point, concern etched into her face. She grabs my hands and takes a deep breath, “Doll please talk to me, I’m here.”
I look up at her and tears well in my eyes, waves of fear and sadness crash onto me as I take a deep breath. Then blurt everything out at once, “Cassieimaboy”
“What?” A smile spreads on her face and she laughs, no, cackles at me, “Fucking-”
“Cass I'm so sorry I've known for a while but I love you so much and I didn't want to ruin anything and-" She purses her lips and puts a hand over my mouth.
“As I was saying, fucking finally dumbass, no shit.” she smirks down at me, and all I can do is stare back in shock "Are you almost done crying? I have a surprise for you and- hang on what?"
"Y-you love me?" She practically whispers the words before looking into my eyes with a mixture of confusion and glee. I get up and kneel above her, straddling her hips. I take her face in my hands and gently kiss her.
"How could I not?" I stare into her eyes awaiting her response Instead, she reaches into her pocket and grabs something.
"Um. I didn't really have anything planned but, uh, well. I made you this." She hands me a small box, a promise ring with the words I love you doll lies inside. "I'm not good with words but, uh, yeah.... I love you too, doll"
Daniela
"Hello, my love!" I hear Dani enter my chambers and call out to me in a sing-songy voice, before throwing something onto the bed "Are you excited for our date?"
"Y-yeah, I'm excited." Im lying, god I feel so shitty! My day was bad enough since the headmaid caught me out of uniform and practically forced me back into a skirt. Right now the last thing I want is for Dani to choose something overly feminine for me for our date today. I only really agreed to let her choose because I don't have anything other than commoner clothing. She comes up behind me and wraps her arms around my waist as she kisses my neck.
"My love, something is different about our date today. I chose your outfit again, but, I couldn't decide between these two! Which one do you like more?" She spins me around and grabs two outfits off of the bed, and I gasp. The first is a brown tux with a vest and the other is similar, except it is black with green specks of something shiny. The dress she's wearing is form fitting and gods she looks amazing in it "I figured since you are a man, you wouldn't want to wear a dress or anything, so I chose these! I like the brown on because it-"
"The black one. Please." I step towards her and press a kiss to her lips, "and thank you love, for everything. You look stunning by the way!!"
"Thank you my handsome pet." she giggles and hands me the tux before swarming away.
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cutetehe · 2 years
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The brothers saying it’s hot and mc responding with “So take off all your clothes”
I thought of this at 1 am ☠️
btw this only had Lucifer, mammon, levi and satan + Beel (I fucking love Beel)
Might Suggestive 😊 also somewhat crack
Lucifer
Lucifer was at his desk while mc was on his bed
Lucifer was wearing that stupid tuxedo thing
Mc noticed Lucifer was sweating and kept doing that thing where you’d fan yourself with your shirt (idk how to explain it)
“Lucifer you are gonna get a heat stroke, wear something lighter ”
Lucifer just ignores you and continues to work while occasionally wiping his forehead
Mc just sighs and scrolls through devilgram
“It’s so hot” Lucifer says while straightening his tie
“So take off all your clothes” mc says without missing a beat
 queue the awkward silence
Mc being the cheeky shit they are started playing “careless whisper” like that was gonna help
Search that up if you don’t know that song
“If you insist..” Lucifer unties his tie and starts taking off his shirt
“I WAS JOKING DONT STRIP WHEN IM IN THE SAME ROOM AS YOU” Mc yells while facing the opposite way of Lucifer
Lucifer is trying his best to not laugh
“Would you like to help me?” Lucifer says tauntingly
Mc doesn’t know how to respond but they don’t wanna give Lucifer the pleasure of watching them squirm
“Fine”
Mc walks over to Lucifer and unbuttons his shirt until…
“LUCIFER THE KICTHEN IS ON FIR-”
Leviathan walks into you unbuttoning lucifer shirt
Leviathan awkwardly closes the door and apologizes for walking in
“…”
“…”
“wait did he say the kitchen was on fire-”
LOUD BOOM
Mammon
Same scenario because IT MUST BE SO HOT IN THE LEATHER JACKET
Mammon tried his best to not show how hot he was
But then it slipped
“Aghh… it’s so hot” Mammon mumbled while laying down beside mc
“Take off your clothes then” Mc responded
“W-WHAAAA” mammon blushes and wonders if he heard you right
“If you are so hot then take your clothes off” mc says trying to not sound embarrassed
You just broke mammon
You poke mammon till he comes back to his senses
Mc takes off mammon jacket while waiting
Mammon just changes into a tank top
Honestly that was good enough for you
As long as mammon isn’t gonna have a heat stroke
Leviathan
“So fricken hottttt” levi complained
Mc is just chilling in his bath tub
“Then take off your clothes”mc joked
“W-HW-WH- WHAT DID YOU SAY?!?” Leviathan asked stuttering
“Take off your clothes” mc says trying his best to not laugh at leviathan reaction
“HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT WITH A STRAIGHT FACE???” Leviathan asks
“Do you need help taking your clothes off orrr…?” Mc asks getting out the bath tube and going towards levi
“W-WAIT THIS IS TO SOON”
“…dude it’s not like we are fucking”
“BUT STILL ITS EMBARRASSING”
“Fineee I’ll turn around then-“
“THAT ISNT THE PROBLEM”
Mc gets an idea and goes to their room
Mc comes back with some of their clothes
“Here! You can wear these”
“..thanks” mc innocently watches levi hold your clothes
“Are you gonna give me privacy”
Mc leaves the room for levi and after he is done changing you come back
“You look nice” mc says tauntingly
“Shut up” leviathan embarrassingly says
Satan
Satan doesn’t get that hot to often
Mainly cause he dresses in light clothes
But today was really hot
it felt like hell
probably cause it is hell but anyways
Satan kept fanning himself with a book as a pathetic way to cool down
“it’s so hot……” Satan whines
“Have you ever considered taking off your clothes?”
“what.”
Satan wasn’t expecting that response
He isn’t angry, he didn’t mean for that ‘what’ to sound so angry- he was just hot
Suddenly satan gets an idea
“Hey mc are you hot too?!?” Satan ask
“Yeah?” Mc responds
“Lets take a shower together”
“….”
“…”
“A bath instead”
“Okay bath then” nothing sexual happened during the bath
Honestly y’all were just trying to cool down and by taking a bath together maybe the water bill will go down
BEEL
Beel was doing push ups with you on his back
“Are you sure you are okay? You haven’t had a break in twenty minutes” Mc says worriedly
“I might wanna take a break after another 100 sets”
“… you cannot be serious”
Mc forces Beel to take a break
While Beel and mc were getting a drink of water Beel realizes how hot it is
“Jeez never noticed how hot it is”
Mc by reflex says
“So take off all your clothes”
“Wait that’s actually a good idea” beel starts taking off his shirt
“BEEL WAIT DONT” mc tried stopping beel
Luckily Beel only meant his shirt
It got embarrassing when you sat on him while he did push ups
But besides that it wasn’t so bad
mc probably gonna say that more now in front of beel
IM TO TIRED TO COME UP WITH ME KILL ME
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hiiiii just found your blog it’s amazing!!! can I request a scenario were y/n has like a cold or something and Danielle comforts her?
- can I be 🍰 anon?
hi 🍰 anon!! im glad u've requested a fluff with dani because my drafts is filled with dani angst😭
it's not just a cold, marsh danielle
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sneeze.
another sneeze.
and another.
and another.
you sniffled as danielle caressed your back and handed you another tissue, worried expression plastered on her face as she watched you blow your nose on the tissue. "please, danielle. i'm begging you, go hang out with the others instead of saying with me in the room. i'm going to get you sick."
you watched as she crosses her arms and small pout formed on her lips, a scratchy chuckle leaving your sore throat in response. "i'm not leaving. no matter what you say, i'm staying here."
you sighed, your girlfriend's just way too stubborn.
"you have that performance coming up and you can't afford being sick. you know that, danielle." you reasoned, getting off the bed and moving to open a window. "it's getting stuffy."
she lays on the bed with a groan, standing up when the mattress beside her dips and turned to you. "you know i can't leave you like this," she gestures at your reddened sniffling nose, weary eyes, and chapped lips.
you took her hand into yours and squeezed it, a way to ease and reassure her worries. "seriously love, i'm alright. it's just a cold, it's not like i'll die from it." your statement earned yourself a smack on the arm. danielle may not look like it, but she packs a hell of a smack.
"now's not the time to say that!" she whined and you laughed in response, pulling her in for a quick hug that danielle didn't want to let go of. "you know that it's true. go back to the dorms and i swear i'll be so much better the next time you see me."
she takes a good look at you before pecking your cheek, squeezing your hand before heading to the door. "call me when you need anything." you nod, back falling on the bed as the sound of the door slamming echoed throughout the house.
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you were woken up by a loud clatter, and instinctively, you reached for the lamp sitting on your bedside table and almost tripping on yourself leaving the bed. robber, maybe?
you twisted the doorknob, relief washing you as danielle stood there, ladle in hand and apron wrapped around her waist. wait a damn minute... "what the hell are you doing here?"
danielle jumped in shock, almost letting go of the ladle with a hand on her chest. "you scared me!" you shook your head, "no, you scared me!" you flailed your arms, the cord of the lamp getting into contact with your face as you pointed an accusing finger at her.
she placed the ladle down with a frown, walking over to you and enveloping you in a hug. "i just couldn't go back to the dorms knowing you're home alone sick." she sighed against your skin, head fully dug into your neck as she swayed the two of you. "i'm sorry."
you smiled, placing the lamp on the nearest table beside you as you placed a lingering kiss on the crown of her head. "it's alright. i don't think i'll be able to go home as well knowing damn well you're sick."
she nodded, and the two of you basked in the comfortable silence. however, it was cut off too early as her eyes just couldn't ignore the lamp staring at the two of you. "why did you have a lamp in your hand earlier?"
"i thought you were a robber." "oh."
danielle was about to laugh when a sneeze escaped, untangling your limbs as you looked at her in worry. "i got you sick didn't i?"
danielle sneezed again, and that was more than an answer.
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broken records sorry i kept u waiting 🍰 anon! just really swamped with homework nowadays and i think i did shit for this one too😭 i'll make it up to you someday!
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can u pretty please do gojo + gold star my eye is twitching ..$1&
can it be sfw i am feeling incredibly soft for him in this moment (im falling apart)
fully writing a fic out of this making a mental note thanks im so ILL
cw: satoru's a cocky bastard, time being a few years after graduating, friends to lovers(? you decide), satoru is injured but it's not described
"i'll wait up for you / i'll wake up for you / talk to strangers in the elevator / so you think i’m friendly like you / make my bed for you / when you finally come through / can you give me a gold star / and see me through?"
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the door opens and footsteps stumble over the entryway.  you straighten at the sound, padding over to the doorway of your bedroom to see satoru leaning against the front door he just slammed shut, panting heavily.  
“you can always come to me.”
“thanks for the offer, but i won’t need it.”
his words echo in your head as he slings an arm over your shoulder, grunting at the slight exertion.  no words pass between you as you struggle to the couch to lay his body down, lifting his long heavy legs onto the arm and prying off his shoes.
“fuck,” he breathes, throwing an arm over his eyes.  you don’t say anything.  you don’t want to make this worse for him that it already seems.  he said he didn’t need your help, yet here he is.
you leave him for just a moment to get a cold rag and a glass of water for him.  your jaw clenches at the way his body trembles just slightly.  he was still perfecting his technique—it didn’t help that he alone carried the weight of the most difficult missions.
you wordlessly pry his arm off his face and lay the rag down on his forehead, smoothing back his hair gently.  he takes the water, and sitting up with some difficulty, gulps it all down.
“thought you’d never see me like this, yeah?”  there’s a bit of loathing in his voice, completely directed at himself.
you shrug, kneeling next to the couch.  “dunno, but if it happened, i wanted to be here for you.”
he lets out a long breath and you know his eyebrows are furrowing underneath the cold rag.
“whaddya want, a gold star or somethin’?” he flashes a cocky smile.  you return it with a sad one.
“i want you to come to bed with me.”
“just can’t help yourself, can you?”  as much as he wants to continue to arrogance as much as possible, but the way his jaw sets and his breath comes out in hisses signals that he can’t keep it up for much longer.
“cut the shit, satoru.”  you stand up, offering your hand to him.  he hesitates, eyeing you like he’s seeing you for the first time, then takes it.
you help him to your bed, helping him settle in before to climb under the covers next to him.
“i’m sorry,” he says after a few minutes of silence.
“i know.”
“it’s just…”
“i know.”
you turn over on your side to face him, watching as his eyes squeeze shut to hold back the tears that so desperately need to fall.  your fingers intertwine with his, your thumb stroking his knuckle.
the strongest man in the jujutsu world wins the battle to fight back the tears of exhaustion and frustration, letting out a deep breath instead of letting the salty water leak from his eyes.
“i’ll wait up for you,” you whisper, watching as your breath stirs the tufts of snowy hair around his ears.  
“you don’t have to do that” comes his reply, and suddenly the tears are back with a vengeance.  they effectively beat the shit out of him and suddenly he’s turned into your chest, hiding his face as he stains your shirt.  he’s supposed to be the strongest.  he’s supposed to be the one waiting.
“i know,” you sigh against his hair, the white strands tickling your chin as your breath distills them.  “but i will.”
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