#i just wanted to come hang out with everyone for a lil and then i'll get back to finishing it 🥺

[oncomingnight]

Yandere! Jock ⋆.ೃ࿔* :･

I thought of writing this while I was drinking coffee and listening to music and I just couldn"t help myself. So, I decided to give you guys some southern representation which I'm surprised I haven't done already since I'm from Texas. I hope you all enjoy and never hesitate in reaching out to me ♡.

Emmett was positioned as the quarterback in his high school football team. He was an incredibly good student in both terms of behavior and knowledge. It wasn't rare for anyone that was into men to have an attraction to him, if you didn't want to date him, then, you wanted to be his closest friend. There was an extremely alluring nature that Emmett carried with him that made everyone around him feel as if they were on top of the world. If you were hanging out with him and a couple of friends, he was always the complete reason as to why you were laughing and smiling.

He would constantly invite you over to his house and if your parents were strict, he'd go to your house and enter through a window to your bedroom. He'll be quiet he swears, but don't be surprised if you have to slap your hand over his mouth when he loudly coos over your childhood pictures.

As expected, Emmett comes from an extremely powerful family that has connections on connections. This means that any crime committed by him would be quietly hidden away from the public eye, why wouldn't he take advantage of that? He keeps an incredibly close eye on you so he notices when someone either flirts or insults you.

Any of those actions end in death for the perpetrator.

His mom and dad absolutely adore you, along with his younger brother. His brother will show you his newly bought toys and his parents are constantly asking him about you. "She's a real sweet girl, Em. When do you think she'll be comin' back to visit?" Each and every time Emmett brings you on over to his house, you're greeted with three tight, warm hugs and a table full of delicious southern comfort food.

His hands are practically stitched to your body at all times of the day. He'll softly grab your waist with his ring-ridden hand, caressing both sides of your face as he kisses you as if it's the last thing he'll do, gently touching your thighs whilst the two of you lay in his bed.

He loves nothing more than the feeling of knowing you're watching him as he's playing on the field, this motivates him to work even harder to hear your words of praise after the game is over. Teammates of his will tease him about the love-drunken look he gives you when the two of you are together and how ecstatic the expression on his face is as you gush about his performance. He couldn't care one bit, though, if anything, he adores thinking about how in love the two of you look to the outside world.

His favorite song artists he enjoys listening to as he thinks about you are Glen Campbell, Willie Nelson, Dolly Parton, Ray Charles, Cleve Francis and The Delfonics.

Emmett will drive you to a drive-in movie theater, placing homemade food, snacks, bottled drinks, quilted blankets, fluffed pillows and a camcorder (for memories) into the truck bed.

He's well aware that he wants to spend the rest of his life with you and he wants to make life perfect for you. Emmett wants to move into a big ol' house surrounded by fertile and green land, the only thing is, he wants to build your future home. One night as the two of you were cuddled up in his bed and watching a thriller, he popped the question. "What do you want? In a house, I mean. Do you want an arched doorway, a patio, or a cute lil' greenhouse in the back? Tell me, I'll give you anythin' you want, you know that, baby."

Every time him and his family go on a group vacation, he'll always invite you as if he didn't already book a plane ticket for you. He couldn't imagine anything better than spending almost a month together with you and sharing a hotel room.

How could you ever say no?

Emmett would be at the mall with his family and purchase anything he knows will look good on you without any hesitation. That same day, he'll call you before knocking on your window to present the gift he purchased whilst thinking of you. The floral dress he'd bought being packaged in a black velvet box with a dark red satin ribbon wrapped around it.

In southern culture, there is no shock towards young couples being wed as soon as they finish high school. So, don't be surprised when he gets on one knee during a candle lit dinner he prepared in the middle of the botanical garden he bought out just for this night.

He's yours forever.

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[gddancefloor]

-ˋ⭐‧˚⋆ Showtime Headcanons ₊｡˚ˎ˗

- caine accidentally bites pomni a LOT when trying to kiss her. he cant even kiss her so its more so an awkward nuzzle from his head up against her (which tickles pomni a bit and he loves that because it means she's happy) its never a crazy sharp bite though, just an accidental nip which leaves a mark on her skin - he tries to find a way to convince her to stay in the circus, or at least if she finds a way out, that she'll visit from time to time (if possible to break the curse of being stuck) because he can't imagine life without her at this point - he fell in love with her literally day one. pomni took a lot longer than he did, like *months*. his reason is how pretty she is but how shy she gets, how she's so easily flustered, and how she somehow could still hold herself together after the exit, thinking shes strong for that. pom loves him for his charm and attention to detail, and how kind he can be if not provoked. hes actually really loving, breaking his code since he was definitely not programmed to fall in love with a player. - Pomni gets a "pass" to sit out on the adventures or challenges and just spectate/hang out somewhere peaceful, since for Caine, this means they can sit next to each other and have more time together. but, if she ever wants to participate, he allows her. he just says she has to stay where his all seeing eyes can see her so she doesnt get hurt. - he spoils her with everything possible. maybe not escaping or regaining her memories, but he will go all out on making her the comfiest room, surprising her with a variety of polygonal red, blue, and yellow flowers he found in the game files, or making her more of the food she might've responded nicely to during the feast on her first day. Caine wants to make her life as good as possible. - he's a huge flirt. takes pomni's hand and kisses the top of it lovingly, cuddles her when he gets the chance, and sometimes even calls her his "Sweet Little Star of the Show" cuz he knows that nickname makes her feel loved. in his world, and in HIS show, she's the star, the main attraction. the one he loves the most. - Caine: "Would it be perplexing and odd if an AI and a human got married? No? Okay! EVERYONE'S INVITED!!" Pomni, blushing: "wait wha-" Caine: "COME ON DEAR! NO TIME TO WASTE!" Pomni: "WHEN WERE WE GETTING MARRIED???" - He talks especially softer to Pomni when it's just them, toning down his cheerful voice just for her because he's aware that Pomni has some issues with sensory (i hc pomni has sensory processing disorder + anxiety, not autism! js to clear up confusion) and he tries to always ask if he can hug her, but sometimes the lil guy forgets. dont blame him — he's so excited to be affectionate with her - Caine confessed on accident. "If you all need me, I'll be with my love- I MEAN... I... POMNI! YES! ...We don't speak of this." *grabs pomni as fast as possible while shes blushing and teleports off with her* i'll make more one of these days... anyways made for @pouirl and every last starving showtime fan out there love y'all

#dating headcanons #fluff headcanons #showtime #pomni x caine #caine x pomni #the amazing digital circus #headcanons #tadc #digital circus #tadc pomni #tadc caine #tadc headcanon

[deadgirlkisses]

guess who's out of the shackles of writer's block? yup, me! anyway. this came to me randomly after seeing a tiktok based off of this career so yeah have thisヾ(•ω•`)o

cw: this can be read as either miles 1610! or miles 42!, black and fem reader, idk tbh but this has been proofread idk how many times :(, a shoutout to the line of work mentioned!

thinking about being miles' pinkish wifey, adorned in the cutest charms and fits, aromatized in the sweetly scented perfumes, and him being her supporter, always praising her for everything she could do, academics, hobbies, even with his hair ♡

ever since he found out about you being able to braid, retwist and do styles on his hair type, he was in love. what he didn't expect was the fact that you could literally cut & style hair. you were a female barber that got to cut hair for a few extra bucks spent on some lip glosses!

instead of hitting up his neighbouring barber shop in brooklyn, he calls you up, eager to know whether your free to hang out. it's a good time too since you've been noticing the way his hair's been growing out and wanted to do a lil' tweak on it.

" you see how it is right now? " " you're hair's grown since last time, omg! " " mmh, i know, i really wanna cut it but i don't know how i want it " " want me to do it for you? " " suena bien. adelante, princesa "

( " sounds good. go ahead, princess " )

meeting with him was always easy, you taking a quick stroll as you listened to some music, or him coming over to yours really quickly since he didn't want to keep you waiting. but this time, you had invited him over to yours to do the style you had seen as best for him.

he reaches to your home, reaching your bedroom, he sat on your reclinable chair he oh so loved and as comfortable as he needed while you laid your rilakkuma shoal on him, getting ready to make a skin line for the guidelines using your trimmer as you two talked about all the most random topics out there.

" i got the new jordan's but they were so expensive and for what, like, what else must a girl have to suffer from :( " " they look dumb as hell, i like mine better " " i'll shave your ear off, i know you're just saying that cuz you wanted us to match " " me conoces demasiado bien "

( " you know me too well " )

as you shaved and styled his hair, he watched in your mirror as it had come out elegantly, a perfect afro taper fade that accentuated his face too well, his confidence increasing a tenfold, thinking it was done until he saw your face, scrunched up and concentrated. he left himself on that seat as he saw you continue working on the back of his head, what were you doing?

" ¿qué haces ahí, mami? " " a lil' something, no worries, it looks good, you'll see ♡ "

( " what you doing there, mami? " )

you brush his head for any hair that hadn't moved off his head as you're nails slightly brushed past his skin until you finally remove the shoal, allowing him to freely stand up. while you clean your equipment, he takes out his phone, immediately going to his camera and letting his back face the mirror as he records his movements only to find himself shocked while watching the video back.

there it was, trimmed away, a cute design connecting with an initial that he quickly realised had been from your name, ended off with a heart. looking at you, he watched in adoration, his girlfriend, showing everyone he's hers without having to physically be there with him to show really got him, it got him good.

" you like it, love? " " so that's what you were doing at the back of my head, huh? " " it looks adorable doesn't it? " " se ve bien, pero se ve mejor con su nombre en ella ♡ "

( '' it looks good, but it looks better with your name on it ♡ " )

-xoxo, rue ♡

#rue rantz #black girl blogger #miles morales x reader #hobie brown x reader #miles morales x you #miles morales x y/n #prowler x reader #miles morales #across the spiderverse #miguel o'hara x reader #pavitr prabhakar x reader #gwen stacy x reader #prowler miles #miles x reader #atsv #atsv x black reader #atsv x reader #hobie x reader

[neteyamkink]

cold neteyam meeting the clan’s sweetheart and having a soft spot for her but tries not to be obvi with it (everyone can lowkey tell though through the little gestures he does) that ends in smut when theyre alone and he wants to corrupt her innocence and reputation👀👀

OMG I LOVE THIS IDEA SO MUCHHHH THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING!! sorry this took me so long i’m so slow 😭

paring: aged up!neteyam x metkayina reader

warnings: mean neteyam :( (he’s in love though), my first time writing smut in veryyyy long >.<, degrading, use of “slut”, “princess”, “sweetheart, lil corruption kink?, swearing ofc, disgusting smut idfk

At first, you thought it was the new environment making him so distant and rude. Eventually, you started to think it might've been just you, he had no problem talking with anyone else in the clan. Just you. Little did you know the reasoning behind that was that he was in deep denial about his feelings towards you. He hated the way you made him feel so vulnerable and helpless. So he had to hate you, right?

You'd try to reach out to him and try to start a conversation, but he would always turn you down with a, "I'm busy," or, "leave me alone." You couldn't lie it kind of hurt your feelings. everyone loved you, how could he not?

One afternoon most of the young adults and teenagers were hanging around a fire, the sullys and all of your friends included. You sat there crushing up herbs to make spices and listening in on the conversation everyone was having.

"Y/n stop being so quiet," Kumi spoke, you didn't like Kumi very much only because he was a part of ao'nung’s little bully crew.

"I'm busy, I'm listening though," You smiled still trying to be nice to him even though you really just wanted to tell him to fuck off. What can you say though? You were minding your business obviously focused on something else.

"Oh come on since when were you anti-social," Kumi laughs, now he has interrupted the group's conversation and everyone's attention was on you two.

"I'm not, sorry I'll chime in," you quickly said realizing this whole thing was interrupting the group. You hated yourself for apologizing for being busy, but you didn't want to disturb the group and make a big deal out of the whole situation.

"Why are you making her apologize? She's obviously busy dumb ass," Neteyam suddenly chimed in. Your eyes shot up to him, but he was already looking at you. He scrunched up his face and looked away crossing his arms.

"oh no it's okay, neteyam," you scrambled to find the correct words and suddenly your heart was running miles a minute.

"Whatever," he scoffed not bothering to look in your direction. Suddenly your heart felt like it was dropping into your stomach and the frown that was on your face was inescapable.

Later in the day after the fire, you decided you would figure this out. No one is allowed to not like you. Neteyam usually would go into the trees to practice archery late after dinner. Even though he had to learn the ways of these new people he was determined to not forget the ways of his own. How did you know this? Kiri is your new best friend.

Determined to befriend the forest boy you set out into the forest to find him, and of course, he was exactly where Kiri said he would be. You decided to sit back and watch before going up to him. He set up a practice station with a bunch of fruits hanging from trees. You watched him draw back his bow and arrow, His back and arm muscles flexed and his blue skin looked so glossy and smooth under the moonlight. fuck y/n, focus. He released his arrow and it went straight through the fruit and into the tree behind it.

"Impressive," you spoke up slowly walking out of the tree and bushes you were behind. His head snapped in your direction and once he saw who it was he rolled his eyes and took a breath.

"I didn't mean to scare you," you smiled sweetly, attempting to use the charm that had worked on others on him.

"You didn't," he scoffs grabbing an arrow from the group and pulling it through his bow. You thought archery was so cool... and he looked so hot doing it. focus, y/n.

"what are you doing here? how did you find me?" he asks releasing his arrow and landing it perfectly in the middle of the fruit. damn, he's good.

"I came to talk to you about something. Kiri told me where you might be," You spoke stepping a little closer towards him. He didn't look away from his targets.

"I hope you know earlier today was not me defending you. I just don't like kumi," though his tone was even and calm his words were harsh and hurtful. Does he really not like you that much?

"Why are you so mean to me?" You randomly blurted out with a pout formed on your face. Your mouth moved before you could think about what was coming out of it and as soon as the words came out you wanted to shove them right back in. You usually were never this straightforward or harsh with anyone. He turned to you and quirked his brow like he was shocked.

shit was he being too harsh? he thought. He just couldn't stand the way you made him feel. The way the innocent look in your eyes made his insides all tingly. The way that one look made him want to get on top of you and ruin those innocent eyes. fuck those eyes that you're giving him right now. Why do you have to torture him like this?

"Am I really?" he said dropping his bow and taking steps closer and closer toward you. Suddenly your throat was dry and you swallowed the lump in your throat. You took steps back as he got closer, too scared of what you might do if he got any closer. Too scared of what those yellow eyes burning through you might do to you.

"mhm," you hummed, heart racing as if you had just run to the moon and back.

"I can show you mean," he smirked. a gasp left your mouth when your back suddenly bumped into the bark of a tree, he had you cornered. And fuck you don't know what he meant by that but whatever he did you wanted it so badly. He looked as if he was going to eat you alive and my eywa you were begging he would.

"teyam..." you stuttered, putting your hands up to rest on his chest. "Teyam, please," you wrapped your arms around his neck. You were practically begging him to ruin you. your eyes looked up at him through your eyelashes, bottom lip slightly jutted out in a pout. Fuck you drove him crazy.

"Say it," the smirk plastered on his lips makes your knees grow weak and you almost buckle over.

You can speak so you just push his neck down and smash your lips onto his. He wastes no time responding and kissing back. His sweet lips were rough against yours and the only thing you both could think about is why you didn't do this sooner. Everyone saw the tension between you two except for you. In the back of your mind, you knew you had been waiting for this moment.

"jump," he mumbles against your lips. You're quick to follow his instructions and jump, his strong arms catch you his hands have a firm grip cupping your ass. The tree you are pushed up against rubs against your porcelain skin.

"All you do is act so sweet and innocent around the others. I know what you really are," he speaks in between sloppy kisses. His words go straight to your brain and suddenly your head is all fuzzy and wonky. He moves from Your lips down to your neck, and your neck down to your collar bone, and your collar bone down to a little above your breast. then he repeats kissing, sucking, licking.

Your hands tangled in the back of his hair, and his braids felt rough in your hands. Your lips parted slightly to make way for the small hums and moans falling from them.

"need you right now, mk?" neteyam backs away from your neck to speak. you nod without hesitation, fuck you are so ready. The pool between your legs had been forming ever since he backed you into the tree.

"use your words, princess," The nickname darted straight to your pussy.

"yes, I need you," you spoke trying to pull him closer to you. He let out a low groan and reached one hand down to your loincloth, His big hand dragging across your wet slit.

"fuck," you gasped and bit your lip.

"All this for me?" he questions his lips curving into the stupidest grin. You simply nodded and tugged his hair tighter. He circled his finger around your clit a couple of times, making sure to get you nice and wet. small moans escaped from your mouth as you pawed at his loin cloth ready for more. You could feel him painfully hard against your palm.

“need you teyam,” you choked out, practically begging him to fuck you. He stopped his movements around your clit and looked you in the eyes. He was ready too. You looked up at him and batted your eyes, your eyes begged him for something- no… anything more.

“fuck, okay,” he quickly gave in undoing the knot of his loincloth with his free hand and letting it drop to his feet. He grabs his cock and lines it up with your entrance rubbing it up and down your slit. His hands practically shook with excitement.

“you sure?” he asks pausing before he goes any further. Without hesitation, you aggressively nod your head.

“words, ma ‘evenge (my girl),” the nickname drove you crazy causing the pool between your legs to get bigger and bigger.

“yes, teyam please,” you pleaded hands gripping the hair on his neck tighter. Immediately he was bullying his cock through your walls. When he entered you, you both gasped out of pleasure. The feeling of you being filled up makes your head go spinning, and the feeling of your warm walls around Neteyam makes him dizzy.

“oh, my eywa,” you whimper as he slowly pulls out and quickly snaps his hips back into yours. Your head swings back into the tree behind you and he uses both of his hands to cup for ass to support you. Back aching from being forced onto the rough bark behind you.

“Fuck baby,” he groans increasing his pace with every thrust. His nails dug into the plush of your ass and he couldn’t help but bury his head in the crook of your neck. Kissing, sucking, licking, and sometimes sinking his sharp fangs into your collarbone.

“You feel so good,” you whine bucking your hips up at him to meet him halfway, your body was begging for more.

“I need more,” you pleaded pushing his neck closer to you and shoving his body against yours, leaving sloppy kisses all over his shoulder. You needed to be closer to him, you needed to feel every movement he made, hear every breath he took, and kiss every inch you could.

“I know you want it so bad, huh baby?” his voice sounds sympathetic but he’s just being a meanie. His thrusts grow faster and faster, harder and harder. Your eyes roll into the back of your head due to the amount of pure bliss you were in.

“Fuck I been waiting to fuck you for so long. Ruin that pretty little innocent act you put on,” he practically growls into your neck. Your nails dig into his back.

“Please ruin me,” You begged, he scoffed at how needy and pathetic you were for him. He knew you weren’t as innocent as everyone made you out to be, so he was gonna fuck you like you weren’t.

“You’re all mine now,” he smirks against your collarbone as he sucked and bit marking you up so everyone would know he was yours and you were his.

“Say it ma ‘evenge,” he demanded.

“‘m all yours teytey,” you choked out through your moans. The knot in your stomach was growing tighter by the second and any second now you would cum.

“Please can I cum tey?” you begged, scratching up his back and marking him in your own way.

“Admit it, admit you’re a fucking slut,” His stern voice pulsated throughout your whole body sending shivers down your spine.

“I’m a slut,” you manage to choke out through your pants. His thrusts are becoming sloppy but his pace is still quick. You know he’s close.

“who’s slut are you?” He questions biting into your neck, his fangs so deep they feel like they’re going to draw blood.

“yours, teyam. All yours,” you breathe, his breaths quicken with yours and he throws his head back unable to take the pleasure anymore. You have to cum before him.

“cum, princess,” As soon as the word leaves his mouth, your a mess crumbling underneath him. Pleasure takes over your body and causes your head to throw back and your back to arch off the tree. The way your walls tighten around him sent him over. His thrusts became sloppy as his white ropes shot into you.

“I know, baby. I know,” He shushed you as you both came down from your high caressing your face with one of his hands and holding you up with the other.

“everyone’s gonna know you’re mine,” he smirked admiring the attacks he left on your neck.

#avatar #neteyam #neteyam smut #avatar the way of water #fanfic #neteyam x reader

[mamawasatesttube]

ok i put a longer post abt tim's Emotional State in drafts for when my brain is less melted but re: tim and going to college im just gonna get a lil silly with it. hear me out.

i have this whole vague story in my mind for tim's college days moonlighting as red robin as he tries and figures out what he wants out of life. (it's a while after rr leaves off and all because he's like. Super Depressed for a hot minute and then has to drag himself through actually bothering to get his GED and applying to college, etc., but eventually lucius is like hey. you're great with gadgets, and you clearly love tinkering. i'd hire you for r&d in a heartbeat but you need at the least a bachelor's of engineering. i know you have a lot of the technical skills, but you need a degree. so tim goes ugh fine i'll get a goddamn engineering degree how hard can it possibly be.)

anyways. i think it's a universal experience that if you go to college and you hang with the STEM crowd, you will unfortunately get to know at least one Fucking Guy. it's like brentwood arc; tim does make friends, but there is just this One Fucking Guy he cannot stand and will never stand. this Fucking Guy is in the common room playing his guitar at midnight. he's drunk and yelling and laughing really loud when people have exams coming up. he's convinced everyone adores him. there's also a detective/supernatural plot going on. the subplot is just that tim hates This Fucking Guy.

at some point, there's a story beat where he as red robin has to rescue That Fucking Guy from a real dicey situation, and That Fucking Guy is really shaken and grateful to him, and he's like okay. maybe. maybe we are making progress. but then the next time he encounters This Fucking Guy as tim drake, the guy is just like. "ohhhh hey drake you missed it last night, it was AWESOME!!! i had to save red robin from a KILLER ROBOT. he's pretty cool though i guess. i bet you wish you could be more like him huh??" and tim is just. I Will Not Grind My Teeth About This. I Will Not. his life is a fucking joke. he dismantles the toaster oven in the common room kitchen to cope. it's definitely to cope and not just so that That Fucking Guy won't be able to heat up his pop tarts in the morning.

at another point, This Fucking Guy looks at street mode, lowkey, unremarkable Normal Car-looking redbird and goes, aw, dude, i thought your dad is loaded?? he only got you a generic-ass sedan?? that sucks lol, if you want we can take my car down to the game instead. and tim is just Say One More Fucking Word About My Baby I Dare You I Fucking Dare You One More Fucking Word.

(also i like to toy with the idea of this being a university in metropolis - he's out of gotham, but not too far. keeps him from getting antsy about what if he's needed because he can get right back over there. and in the meantime, he can hang out with kon and kara a lot, and occasionally enable and be enabled by lois lane and her snooping habits. there's another subplot in which tim and lois get up to shenanigans. at least once.)

it's sort of an introspective thing of him trying to come to terms with the way he no longer wants a fully normal life the way he always used to assume he would - he has the option to walk away from the cape now, like he always thought he would one day, but he just can't give it up anymore. he's fallen into the same black hole he watched dick and bruce dive headlong into. it's also about him finding joy in tinkering and working with his hands and getting to spend more time as tim drake first and foremost. and it's about him venting to kon about That Fucking Guy while they have a lil picnic on the green while kon loses his absolute shit laughing. all against the backdrop of a little mystery or something. <3

OH and also, most importantly. zoanne wilkins is there and laughing at him for assuming college would be easy. and kon gets her into wendy the werewolf stalker. My City Now.

#rimi talks #rambles #tim #like.... do u see the vision. there are emotions underneath here #but right now i have a migraine so its silly time first and foremost. Tim Hates That Fucking Guy #we've all known a Fucking Guy right? im pretty sure its a universal experience. #the stories i could tell about the Fucking Guy i knew. man.

[landonorizzz]

SUMMARY: pierre is not the boyfriend of the year that everyone thought. his girlfriend is left to fend for herself, fourtunately she seems to have good people in her corner

PAIRING: pierre gasly x ex! fem! ferrari media team! oc , [redacted] x fem! ferrari media team! oc (no faceclaim)

WARNINGS: mentions of cheating, cursing

A/N: im finally after my exams, this is somehow AGAIN - twitter heavy, there's this one twitter thread that is so obvoiusly halfassed, please ignore it :))

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marcilazzaro1 a cheeky lil pitstop in heaven 🤠 see you in singapore

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madi_races what'd you mean pitstop?? i thought LA was the pitstop?

nyoomf1 is that... seb?

mickschumacher 👀

↳ marcilazzaro1 stop acting all mysterious, you were there too

↳ ilpredestinatox sorry what

redclerc is she in Switzerland???

↳ redmilton i mean, it looks like it?

↳ hammertime_1 but why tho

↳ redmilton her and sebastian are friends, it's not like she needs a permission to visit him

forzalec16 girll it's tuesday, aren't you supposed to be IN singapore already??

charles_leclerc still can't believe you didn't take me

↳ marcilazzaro1 yeah, it's not like you have a car to drive this weekend or something 🤔

ferra_ria who is she?? why is everyone so obsessed with her still? i thought she and pierre broke up?

↳ screwderriaf1 we've been obsessed way before she was with pierre. she's actually on ferrari's media team and she's friends with a lot of drivers

↳ shithappens skylar (blondecedes on twitter) actually has a thread on it if you want to learn more, it's her pinned post

↳ ferra_ria thanks! i'll check it out for sure

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marcilazzaro1 Singapore, you've been good - p1 and p4 for the team ;) Congratulations on your podium landonorris !

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charlie_sun did yuki take you to the restaurant?

↳ marcilazzaro1 yes! it was really lovely

yukitsunoda0511 we need to do this more often

↳marcilazzaro1 for sure! just name the time and place ;)

quickstappen yuki looks so cute!!

shithappens she's back in the paddock!! mother's back in the paddock

redmilton_ i like this new post aesthetic, very cinematic

↳ redclerc reputation era?? ↳ redmilton_ who knows, maybeeee

landonorris P2 babyy

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"Quali-tea Time with Sarah Scott (Redbull's secret weapon with Marceline)"

madi's radio: pt.3 is finally here, sorry for the long wait, 4th is already in the works so hopefully it'll be a shorter wait ;) i actually planned to put more into this part but,,, 30 pics limit.

(also, valentines coming up, i was thinking of doing short sepcials if i have the time, if i do, which drivers would you like to see?)

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[milesandcorysupermacy]

"I know someone who can" (Part 2)

1610!Miles x Confused-Black-Fem!Reader

Genre: Friends-to-lovers, Fluff, lil bit of angst

Warnings: Cursing, Google Translated Spanish, That's it I think lemme know if I missed sum 🤷🏾‍♀️

Songs that it's based on: Let Me Love You By Mario, Don't By Bryson Tiller

Summary: Basically, you get into a lil argument with your man (Jaleel) and run to Miles. You tell him that it's been like this for a while and he isn't having any of that. He tells you that you deserve better, luckily he knows someone who can provide better 😉

Prev: He said as he continued speed walking the streets of Brooklyn, New York, with you wrapped in his warmth. He wanted to get to his apartment as soon as possible to make sure you're ok, you took note of that. Jaleel was wrong about a lot of things, but maybe he was right about this. Maybe you do wanna be with Miles...?

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You and Miles approached the stoop of his apartment. He sighed, taking his keys out of his coat pocket.

"Hey...I uh- I know that my parents are gonna be a little much on you since they really like you. But, if you don't feel like talking, just nudge me a little bit and we can go straight to my room, ok?"

He asked, with a genuine look of care in his eyes. This 'friendship' always felt better than any of the relationships you were in. You always felt like Morales genuinely raised your standards in men, he was always insisting on making sure your needs were prioritized over his own. Everyone always joked that you guys were soulmates, but only now do you finally understand what they were saying.

"Ok. Thanks again, Miles. For just....always being here for me."

"No, problem. It's my job!"

He exclaims, before opening the door. You two walk up a flight of stairs and make it to the apartment door, before he stops and checks on you one last time.

"Are you 100% sure that you wanna talk to them? We can honestly just walk past. I wanna make sure you're ok, mami."

Miles says, searching your eyes for any sign of discomfort.

"Yea, I'm sure. I love your parents!"

You say, before he opens the door. The familiar scent of Chinese take-out fills your nostrils. You also hear the sounds of the TV in the living room, you weren't really paying attention, but from what you could gather it sounded like the news. As soon as you two walked in, Rio and Jeff snapped their heads over to the front door. They instantly became relaxed when they saw you and Miles together.

"Hey, Y/N! Come gimme a hug, mama!"

Said Rio, with a genuine smile on her face.

"Hey, Mrs. Morales!"

You say, excitedly before Walking over to her. When she pulled you in for a tight hug, she had a faint scent of Vanilla. You took notice of the familiar scent.

"Oh, you're wearing the lotion that Miles and I bought you for Christmas! It smells really good."

You mentioned.

"Yes, I am. You have a great attention to detail, hija! Take notes."

(Daughter)

She jokingly whisper shouted to her son, leaving a very flustered teenage boy.

"Ma!"

"Oh, lighten up. I'm only joking, unless you want me to be serious."

She said, wiggling her eyebrows in Miles and Jeff's direction. Jeff chuckled and finished dapping up his son. You two switched parents, you making your way over to Jeff, and Miles making his way over to Rio. You gave him a side hug.

"Hey, hun. How's your mom doing?"

He asked, since he went to high school with your mom.

"She's good, I'll tell her that you asked."

"Ok, that's good. So....why were you walking with my son?"

Jeff asked, making Miles shoot his head in your direction. Jeff chuckled at his son's attentiveness to your every move.

"You know, that's how it started with your mom, son. Just taking her on walks, going over each other's houses, always wanting to hang out."

Jeff said, before walking over to Rio and placing his hands on her shoulders, leaving you and Miles standing awkwardly next to each other.

"Yea, what's that thing that you kids are saying now-a-days? You need to show her your 'W rizz', man!"

Rio said, making Miles grimace. You started chuckling, making Miles lighten up.

"Alright, that's enough of that! We're gonna go into my room, bye!"

Miles said before Rio called out saying that the Chinese food was in the fridge incase you two were hungry. He walked into his room and closed the door. You took your shoes off and sat on the bed.

"I'm so sorry about them, they just like the idea of me getting with someone."

You chuckled.

"Yea, I get that. My mom says the same thing about the two of us."

He smiled.

"So, do you still wanna talk about why I caught you crying? We don't have to if you don't want to."

"No, it's ok. I-"

You sighed thinking about the experience.

"It was Jaleel."

Miles sighed.

"This dude again, Y/N you deserve so much better. You can't keep letting him treat you like this."

"I know, I know. That's why I said I was done. He was pressing me about my story on IG and he was saying that I was showing off for other guys. I told him that he was just acting really insecure, and he flipped out and called me 'his bitch'. So I got up, said 'I'm done' and I left."

There was a silence before Miles replied.

"Wait, but you know that leaves so much room for assumption, right? All you did was say 'I'm done', Ma. You gotta text him or something and tell him you wanna break u- wait, you do wanna break up, right?"

You sighed and took a few seconds to think about that question. Of course you didn't want to be in a relationship with Jaleel, but you still wanted someone to be with. You still wanted to feel loved.

"Of course I wanna break up with him. There's no question about that, I just don't wanna be single. I want someone to treat me nice and love me. I just don't know anyone who can care for me like that."

You obviously knew someone who could care for you like that, and his name was Miles Morales. He's the only guy in your life who would genuinely give you the type of relationship and respect you want. And as if Miles just read your mind, he sat down on his bed, next to you. He grabbed your chin, making you meet his gaze.

"I know someone who can."

He said, before slowly approaching your lips.

"Wait, Miles. Everyone's gonna start a bunch of rumors and shit if I get with you an hour after a break up."

You say, bullshitting. You knew that you did not care about what those people thought. You knew that you were really just scared to kiss miles. He's one of your closest friends and you didn't wanna lose that if the two of you broke up.

"Then, tell me to stop."

He said, before placing one of his hands on your waist and kissing your neck. The feeling of the kisses were slow and passionate like he's been waiting for so long to finally get his lips hands on you. You knew deep down that you couldn't tell him to stop, as you've been waiting for this moment too.

"Exactly."

The cocky boy said, before moving his head up to kiss your lips. You kissed him back, with the same slow, long-awaited energy that he had. You put your hands around his neck, and he kept his arms on your waist. Slightly rubbing and massaging the skin around your thighs. Your guys' lips moved in sync, Miles' lips being soft with a faint taste of the mint Chapstick you bought him for his stocking.

He pressed the tip of his tongue against your bottom lip, waiting for you to grant him entrance. You open your mouth slightly, allowing him enough room to stick his tounge inside of your mouth, the two of you moving your tounges together like waves crashing in an ocean. It was like a collision of longing, passion, and care all at the same time. The two of you were writing poetry with your mouths, finishing an untold story. You two were so lost in the kiss and movement of each other's hands until...

*bzz*

Miles groaned, before pulling away, annoyed.

"Mami, who's calling you?"

Miles asked with slightly swollen lips. You grabbed your purse and reached inside for your phone, an slightly audible gasp came from your mouth when you saw the Caller ID.

"It's Jaleel."

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OMG TEAAAAA! Anyway, hoped yall liked it because I'm lowk bad at writing kissing scenes so I just yapped and said a bunch of shi that would sound good in theory 😭😭 anyway I kinda forgot to ask if yall wanted a tag list for fics, so.....doing it now! If u wanna be in the tag list, lemme know!

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The hands that hold you

Part 7 of my SatoSugu x Gn!reader series is here! And yes it finally has an official name!

I'll put together a masterpost with links to all the parts and the title soon and have it linked in my pinned post. This is another soft chapter. There was more I was considering including but I really wanted to get this update out here. There's also art to go with it that will be at the end that you'll also be able to find on my art blog when I post it. For now enjoy a really fluffy chapter before things get rough again. Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

CW: Reader is referred to with they/them pronouns, chan is sometimes attached to reader's name. Polyamory though that's part of why you're here i'm sure

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It’s been roughly two weeks since the failed mission when you find yourself called into Yaga’s office. When you make your way in and sit in front of him he places a new ID in the middle of the desk and pushes it toward you. You blink at him in confusion before taking it. It’s just like your curren’t ID until you notice a key change. “Wait… I’m being promoted to second grade sorcerer?” You look at him, surprise pushing your eyebrows toward your hairline. 

Yaga sighs but then smiles. “After that last mission, despite it ending how it did, Suguru and Satoru recommended you for promotion. Apparently you managed to impress them which is uncommon for the two of them” 

You turn the ID in your hand before slipping into your pocket. “I suppose it is.” 

Your hand is in your pocket thumbing over your new ID as you walk. In theory you should be happy about the promotion but you wanted to be sure you actually deserved it. You weren't sure you did honestly. You wonder if you should text either of your boyfriends about it. Your boyfriends… you feel your face heat up and you stop walking and lean against the hallway wall. You were not used to being able to think of them that way yet. It was so new. It was also the source of your current worry of whether or not you actually deserve the promotion. It felt a little too much like nepotism that the two of them endorsed your rise in grade.

Suddenly someone’s arm is resting on your shoulder and you and you don’t even need to look to see who it is. “Goodmorning, Haibara-kun.” You smile. 

He leans forward with a grin. “Good morning! It’s good to finally see you up and out of bed.”Nanami and I were starting to wonder when you’d be joining us again. “

“You know how Yaga is about me. He honestly made me stay on bed rest longer than I needed to be. At least I think so.” You push off from the wall and from under Haibara’s arm. 

“It’s good he cares so much though. It’s better to be safe than sorry by going out into the field before you’re ready,” He reasons. 

“I suppose… but it was painfully boring. Especially when everyone else was busy. I hate staying still for so long. Even if it was kinda nice to catch up on playing games…” 

“You were playing harvest moon or drawing most of the time when Nanami and I would come in and visit.” 

“Speaking of.. Where is Nanami? Normally the two of you are like a set,” you prod despite knowing its potential to backfire. 

Hairbara hums. “I’m actually about to go meet him. There’s a new bakery opening up he wants to go to. Wait, I know! How about you go with me. He’ll want to see that you’re up and moving around too.” And oh no he’s looking at you with those excited puppy dog eyes and you can’t find it in you to say no. Besides, you'd missed hanging out with your friends. 

“Yeah okay, I’ll go with. As long as you don’t think Nanami will mind.” 

Haibara gives a lil cheer and gives you a thumbs up. “Like I said, he’ll be glad to see you up and on your feet again.” 

Which is how you found yourself in a cozy little bakery, decorated in warm and earthy tones. The smell of all sorts of baked goods floating through the air. “You know you didn’t have to pay for me, Nanami.” 

He gives a small huff, his bangs coming loose and falling in his face so he has to push them back. “It’s fine. Think of it as a ‘glad you’re doing better’ gift.. Or something.” 

Haibara pipes in. “See I told you he would be glad to see you.” 

“That you did,” you say with a small laugh.  

“Annnd now that you’re fully recovered, on the note of I told you so’s…” Haibara’s grin threatened to split his face.

“Oh no..” You feel your face heating already knowing what he’s going to say. 

“So you’re really dating both Geto-senpai and Gojo-senpai now? I knew they liked you!” 

You groan. “Yeah yeah, you were right and I was oblivious.” You pointedly take a bite of your sandwich to try and spare yourself from saying more on the topic. 

Nanami makes a small sound before speaking up. “I mean I get Geto-senpai but I’m surprised you like Gojo-senpai too. Is it just because they’re a package deal or-” You cut him off, a small flare of irritation sparking in your chest as well as another emotion you can’t quite place in the moment. 

You swallow your bite a lil too soon so you can interject. “I like them both.” 

It must be something in your tone or the look on your face, you’re not entirely sure, but Nanami rubs the back of his neck glancing away, suddenly looking abashed. “Sorry.” 

“It’s-” you sigh “It’s fine. Just.. Don’t insinuate that I shouldn’t like Satoru just as much as I like Suguru okay?” Your shoulders sag slightly.

Nanami nods and Haibara looks between the two of you with a bit of confusion.”Am I missing something?” 

You shake your head. “No everything is fine.” You pause. “Actually can I get your guy’s opinion on something?” 

Both of them look at you. “Of course!” “Sure…” 

You take your new ID out of your pocket and place it in the middle of the table. “I uh.. Got promoted. Apparently Suguru and Satoru made the recommendation. But it just feels kinda off since I’m dating them now. I’m not sure I actually deserve it-”

Nanami shakes his head. “I doubt that. Why would they recommend you for something that would put you in more danger if they didn’t think you could handle it?” 

You blink. You hadn’t thought of it that way. “I suppose that makes sense...” 

Nanami folds his hands on the table next to his half eaten lunch. “Think about it. Being a second grade means that you’ll not only take on harder missions but will also be sent on some solo. If I cared about someone I wouldn’t recommend them to do dangerous things they couldn't handle for what.. A pay raise? Clout? If they recommended you be promoted that means they think you deserve it and more importantly can handle it.” Haibara is nodding along enthusiastically as Nanami talks. 

You nod, your doubts about the situation lifting. “Yeah that.. Thanks, Nanami.” 

He shrugs. “Just telling you what makes the most sense.” 

“We should go do something to celebrate your promotion!”

“I mean we’re already out to eat…” You feel a bit bashful at the idea. “And Nanami-kun already paid for lunch for me because of my recovery.” 

“Well then I can like.. Pay for ice cream ooor… we could go to an arcade! We should do something before you start getting sent out more.”  Haibara suggests while giving you his best puppy dog eyes. 

You sigh and smile. Really how can you say no to those big brown eyes and that pout. Nobody had bigger golden retriever energy than your friend. “Yeah okay, we can go to an arcade and maybe get a treat after.” 

Haibara cheers and pumps a fist into the air. It draws the attention of other patrons and Nanami lowers his head looking a bit embarrassed but still has the slightest smile curling his lips. 

The arcade is all lights and chimes of game music, the chatter of teenagers filling the space. The three of you lose several hours there with even Nanami being full of his share of smiles and laughter. How often do the three of you get to just be young like this? Not often enough surely. Never enough.  The three of you are contemplating where to go for icecream when you spot the claw machine. It was a nicer one, charged a bit more than the others. That’s not what caught your attention about it though. 

You wander over to the machine and almost like they were meant for you to see there’s a white cat plush with a blue ribbon and a bunny that’s such a dark shade of purple it’s nearly black with a gold ribbon opposite it across the machine. You’re taking out your money without even thinking about it. 

Nanami cuts into your thoughts. “You know it’s probably rigged right? In some of these machines the claw only properly grips things after so many attempts before it resets.” 

You turn toward him with a pout. “I wanna try anyway.” 

The blonde boy lets out a sigh. He knows that look on your face. You’ve already decided to throw your money away at this machine to get whatever it was you were fixated on. “What are you gonna try to win anyway?” He raises a brow when you suddenly look away from him bashfully and focus on putting in your money. “Well?”

“It’s two things actually” Oh so they were probably gonna be here for it a bit. And then you point at the white cat with blue eyes and bow then towards a similar dark purple rabbit with a gold bow. 

He blinks slowly, gears turning in his brain leading him to a conclusion that Haibara voices. “They kinda remind me of Gojo and Geto-senpai!” 

The silence is deafening between the three of you as you duck your head and send the claw toward the cat, the machine making a low buzz with the movement. The claw lowers and grips the cat by the bow, it raises, the machine buzzes lowly as it’s brought toward the chute and dropped in. You quietly lean down and take it out, and you hide your face in it. 

“That’s exactly why you want them, isn’t it?” Haibara nudges your shoulder with a smile. At your slight nod he speaks again. “Well I think that’s super sweet of you.” 

You glance at him for a moment, he doesn’t seem like he’s making fun of you, though being Haibara he’s never made fun of you in a way that would actually hurt. Just light teasing. His smile is earnest and you decide he means it. You hold the cat plush out to him. “Can you hold this while I win the other one?” 

“Of course!” He takes the plush. He can understand why you wouldn’t want to set it down anywhere in here. It’s a pristine white. 

The rabbit is harder to get unfortunately. You manage to pick it up several times but the claw always loses its grip or your aim is just slightly off. It’s been a half hour of attempts and you’re low on change and the energy around you is getting increasingly gloomy. Nanami hates being right sometimes. Which is why he gently nudges you aside. 

“Here let me try for it.” He doesn’t look at you as he says this but he still catches how your face lights up out of the corner of his eye and can’t help but smile a little. 

When he gets the plush on the first try and successfully drops it down the chute he is not expecting you to jump up and hug him. His cheeks go pink and he stands rigid. “H-hey-” 

“Thank you thank thank you!” You chant as you hug him tight before letting go and dropping back down to retrieve the rabbit. Haibara is laughing at your antics and Nanami gives him a half hearted glare. Truly it was nice for them both to see you so excited after everything that had happened recently. You bounce on the balls of your feet and retrieve the cat plush from Haibara. “Sooo icecream?” 

The sky is painted in brilliant hues of oranges and pinks as you and the other two first years finish ascending the steps to jujutsu tech, the summer heat having only broken somewhat by the time the three of you had to make the climb. You and Haibara collapse shoulder to shoulder on the ground. Nanami looks at the two of you as if to say ‘really?’ even though his bangs are clinging to his face with sweat and his face is flushed. “I really hate these stupid stairs.” You say this and there’s multiple reasons why that’s the case but at the moment it’s because of how much worse they make the heat seem.

The three of you rest in silence for several minutes before you speak up. “Thanks a lot for today you guys.. I had a lot of fun.” You stand and brush yourself off. 

“Of course! We’ve all been so busy lately and you were stuck in bed so long we needed to get out and do something fun.” Haibara says as he hops to his feet. “Hopefully we’ll get a chance to do it again soon.” 

“Preferably without you throwing your money at a rigged machine next time.” Nanami prods but you can tell from his voice he’s only teasing you. You stick your tongue out at him and shortly after you part ways from them.

It’s only after you’ve showered and placed a gift each in Satoru’s and Suguru’s rooms that you finally flop into your bed dramatically. You were exhausted. Today was the most active you’d been able to be in two weeks. You wished that even one of your boyfriend’s were on campus so you could curl up with one of them but they’d both been being sent on back to back missions after those first couple days of your recovery. Summer really was a terrible time for sorcerers. It didn’t seem fair that the two of them were tossed right back into the field. 

You pout and roll onto your stomach. You only got to see either of them in passing when they’d stop in to check with you between missions so you could physically see they were both alright. Otherwise you’d just been texting or calling when they had the chance. 

You perk up slightly when you hear a knock at the door, and now that you’re looking for it you feel Satoru’s energy. “You can come in ‘toru.” you’ve hardly finished speaking before your door slides open and Satoru enters your mostly dark room. He closes your door as an afterthought before making his way to you. Before you say anything else he’s flopping all of his lanky weight on top of you. “Satoru, you're too big for this! Ahh! Did you just get out of the shower?!” You try very hard to squirm away from him.

He ignores your protests and squishes you against the bed, his hair dripping water onto your face and pillow as he kisses your cheek obnoxiously and laughs when you try to shove his face away. “Stooop at least go dry your hair off first!” 

“I don’t think I will~” he sing songs though there’s a slight tiredness to it. He squishes his cheek against yours, his wet hair rests against your face and pillow. 

“Satoruuuuuu” You draw out his name in a whine. 

He hums and props himself up on an elbow, just looking down at you with bright eyes. Even in the moonlight you can see he’s tired though. He sets something on your chest you hadn’t noticed him bring in before given how he’d immediately smothered you in his affection. “Found the gift you left for me.” 

You feel your cheeks heat slightly as you scoot to sit up, catching the plush cat before it can tumble off your chest. “Do you like it?” You worry that the gifts you got for Satoru and Suguru would be seen as too childish despite your earlier determination and enthusiasm to get the plush toys. 

Satoru begins to tangle his legs with yours and curl around you. “Of course. It means my sweet ___-chan is thinking of me while I’m gone.” He takes the plush cat and places it on the bed next to you as he drags you down. “It’s cute. Also liked the box of sweets you left with it.” 

“..Did you eat the sweets already, Satoru?’ 

“I was hungry when I got back…” 

You sigh heavily but smile a little. “Well, I’m glad you liked what I got for you.” you bask in his presence before you speak again. “Two things though, you’re going to make us both sick by laying in my bed with soaking wet hair, and two my bed really isn’t big enough for both of us. You’re going to fall over the edge and drag me with you.” 

“What a romantic way to go then. Falling to our doom tangled together,” His tone is dramatic but there’s a boyish grin splitting his features, teeth bright in the moonlight.  You swat him on the chest drawing an “Oof!” from him as well as a laugh. It makes warmth bloom in your chest. 

“I mean it. We should either go to your room or to Suguru’s room so we’re there when he gets back. Also let me dry your hair if you’re too tired to do it.” Because honestly you’re pretty sure that's why he hasn’t done it yet.

He hums, seemingly considering your suggestions. “I suppose.. “ He pecks your lips before disentangling himself from you. Really he’d never turn down a chance to have you take care of him, and you do take care of him. You direct him to your blow dryer and you spend the next stretch of time drying his hair into a cloud of fluff, gently running your fingers through the strands and massaging his scalp. When his weight settles heavy against your legs from his place sitting with crossed legs on the floor you wonder if he managed to doze off. You click off the dryer and set it aside, continuing to card your fingers through his hair. 

“You still with me?” Your voice is soft and filled with affection. 

He nods and then yawns. “Yeah I’m awake.” He tips his head back to smile at you tiredly. “You sure we can’t just sleep in here?” 

“My bed is way too small for you even if you were alone let alone with us both on it. So pick, your room or Suguru’s? I’m sure he’ll be glad to see us waiting for him even if he shoves us over to get in bed.”

Satoru huffs. “You mean shoves me. He’d never push you out of the way and you know it.” 

You smile. “I know.” You lean down and rest your chin on top of Satoru’s head. “So what’s the verdict?” 

“Suguru’s room is closer than mine,” he states sleepiness lacing his words. 

You nod before sitting up straight and giving him a nudge to get up. You don’t point out how the difference in distance isn’t that much. Satoru stands and turns toward you with a long and languid stretch, his t-shirt riding up to expose his stomach. You poke his stomach making his muscles jump. When he glances down at you with narrowed eyes you blink up at him innocently.

You know what he’s about to do so you quickly swipe the cat plush before darting around him to the door. Unfortunately for you in the time it takes you to open the door he’s got you and the two of you tumble into the hall with him viciously attacking your sides with tickles. You squeal and kick trying to escape. 

“And what are the two of you doing?” A tired voice yet still amused voice drifts over the two of you. 

You’re still wheezing with giggles when both you and Satoru look up to see Suguru standing in the hall with a towel and a set of clean clothes over his arm. One can only assume he was on his way to the showers. His hair is half free of its bun and on the side where his hair is falling loose his face is smeared with grime. 

“Suguru!” You cheer, or are you pleading for assistance? 

“They’re being punished for the most grievous of crimes.” Satoru says all too seriously as he lets his face fall to your soft stomach drawing a grunt out of you. 

“I poked his stomach while he was stretching.”

This makes the dark haired boy snort. “Guess you get to deal with the consequences then.” He says with a smile as he steps around the two of you. 

“Noooo Suguru! Save me-” You’re cut off by another fit of laughter as Satoru resumes his assault. 

Suguru throws you a wave over his shoulder, leaving you at Satoru’s mercy. Chuckling when after he turns a corner he hears Satoru yelp indignantly. “You bit me!” 

“I-I” you gasp and giggle. “-I couldn’t breathe!” is the last thing he hears before he’s out of earshot. 

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When Suguru returns from his shower it’s to Satoru sprawled half on top of you across his bed while you sit up playing on your phone while propped up against his head board. Apparently Satoru had forgiven you for biting him if the way his face was pressed into your stomach was any indication. 

You stop what you’re doing to greet him. “Feeling any better after your shower?” You were glad to see there was only minimal irritation on his face where the grime had been.

Suguru makes a noise that you interpret as confirmation. His hair is half wrapped in a towel as he makes his way into the room. He’s going for his blow dryer. At least he intended to dry his hair before bed unlike someone. 

“Do you want me to do it?” You ask, you’re tired yourself but for fun reasons unlike either of your boyfriends. 

Satoru whines, surprisingly awake. “Nooo then you have to move if you do that.” 

“Or I can just sit on you,” Suguru says dryly. 

“You wouldn't.” 

“Oh I wouldn’t just like __-chan wouldn’t bite you.” 

Satoru turns his head and narrows his gaze at Suguru for a moment before making a grumpy sound and rolling off you so he’s no longer sprawled across you and the bed, allowing you to shuffle to the edge. You repeat a similar process to what you had with Satoru, though Suguru’s hair takes more time since it’s longer and because you work some product into his hair. You lean down and kiss the top of his head once you’re done. “All set.” 

Suguru turns on the floor and wraps his arms around your middle before pressing a kiss to your sternum. “Thank you,” the words are murmured gently against your sleep shirt and you card your finger through his hair. The soft moment is only somewhat broken by Satoru snoringloudly on the other side of the bed. Suguru rolls his eyes and then stands. He urges you toward the middle of the bed so he can flop in, slinging an arm across your middle. “You didn’t have to wait up for me, you know?”

“But I wanted to,” you half cut off at the end in a yawn. 

You think Suguru sighs before he presses a kiss to your hair. “You’re too sweet, you know that?” 

You hum sleepily, not confirming nor denying. “Did you see your gift when you got back?” 

“I did, it’s cute.” He smiles against your hair. 

“Not too kiddish of a gift?” you ask shyly. 

Suguru squeezes you with the arm he slung across you earlier. “Not at all. Definitely helps prove my point that you’re too sweet. Saw the stuffed cat too when you and Satoru were flailing around in the hall. So you got us matching gifts. Did you get yourself one?” 

You shake your head. “No, just for the two of you. I gave the machine enough money as it was.” 

“Hmm?”

“Ah, I uh won them from a claw machine game today while I was out with Nanami and Haibara. I got the cat pretty easy but you can ask Haibara and Nanami how well getting the rabbit went. Nanami felt so bad for me after a half hour of failed attempts that he actually won it…” you trail of embarrassed. You’re not sure why you admitted that. 

“Went to all that trouble to make sure I got a gift too.” He kisses your forehead and gives you a moment to react and close your eyes before kissing your eyelids, then gently kissing your lips which you reciprocate, smiling into the kiss.

“Of course, you deserve it.” You glance away from him and he feels warmth swell in his chest. He gives you another gentle kiss before shuffling down the bed slightly so he can lay his head on your chest above your heart, listening to how it beats rabbit quick at his actions. He falls asleep like that, not even caring that it leaves his feet partially hanging off the bed. You absently card your fingers through his soft hair as you lay there, waiting for sleep to take you as well.

Art by me of the stuffed animals reader won. My art account is @rossithepixie

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And here it is! I hope you guys enjoyed this one. It was getting pretty long and I really wanted to get out the next chapter since it's been a couple weeks because I got too sick to write very much. I've already started on chapter 8 so hopefully as long as my health holds there won't be as much of a delay.

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[youaintnothinbuta]

Lunch with his family — Elvis Presley x reader

Summary: Elvis invites you to his house for lunch because his family is having lots of their friends and family over.

Pairing: Elvis or Austin!Elvis x fem!reader

Word count: 586

Warnings: none!! Fluff, cute lil one shot

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The morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across your bedroom as you finished tidying up. Just as you were about to head downstairs, the jingle of your telephone broke the quiet stillness of the house. Rushing to answer it, you recognised Elvis' voice on the other end.

“Hey, honey, you free today?” Elvis' smooth drawl filled the line. You couldn't help but smile. “Why, do you want me to be?” You teased, a playful tone in your voice.

“I'll pick you up in half an hour,” he declared, his words making your heart skip a beat. “Mama's having a big lunch in the yard, the whole family's coming round,” he continued.

With a flutter of excitement, you agreed, hanging up the phone and hurrying to get ready. Before you knew it, there was a knock on your front door. Straightening your skirt and smoothing down your hair, you rushed to answer it, greeted by the sight of Elvis' handsome smile.

Arriving at his Audubon drive house, you were enveloped by the tantalizing aroma of his mama’s home-cooked recipes and the sound of laughter carrying through from the backyard. Elvis' mama greeted you, bustling around, fussing over you with a motherly warmth. Elvis took you through to the table in the garden, where everyone soon got settled to begin eating. His mama couldn’t contain her curiosity about the date Elvis took you on. She bombarded you with questions about where he took you, what you ate, was he gentlemanly, and whether you enjoyed yourself.

Elvis, ever protective, stepped in, gently chiding his mama for overwhelming me with questions. “Mama, ease up a bit, you're making her nervous,” he said with a chuckle, shooting you an apologetic smile.

“It’s okay, Elvis.” You assured him, cheekily taking the bite of tomato fritter off his fork.

“Thank you so much for lunch, Mrs. Presley,” You said, after finishing off your plate, turning to Elvis’s mama with a warm smile.

She waved off your thanks with a gentle smile. “Oh, honey, no need to thank me. You know you’re welcome here any time,” she said kindly, her eyes twinkling with warmth.

Before you could respond, she turned to Elvis with a mischievous glint in her eye. “I made a chocolate mousse for you and your sweetheart to share for a little dessert if you wanted,” she said, her voice tinged with playful teasing.

Elvis stood next to you, his hand soothingly rubbing your back, he could tell you needed a bit of alone time away from all the excitement of all the guests over.

“Thank you, Mama,” he said with a charming smile, coming up with an excuse. “We might go sit inside the house and eat. It’s getting a bit warm out.”

With his arm around your shoulder, you made your way inside the house, leaving behind the chatter and laughter of the outdoor gathering. Once you were settled on the couch, Elvis retrieved the chocolate mousse from the fridge, along with two spoons.

As you indulged in the creamy dessert, the rich chocolate melting on your tongues, Elvis wrapped an arm around you, pulling you close.

Between mouthfuls, Elvis spoke softly, his voice filled with tenderness. “So, for our next date, should I surprise you, or do you want to tell me where to take you?”

You smiled, “Surprise me.”

With a grin, Elvis squeezed your hand gently, his eyes sparkling. “You won’t be disappointed,” he murmured, his gaze never leaving yours.

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[ofstarsandvibranium]

Holy shit, Always on the Sidelines had to be one of my favorite fics. As a person with chronic pain I always feel like I’m pushed to the side and like I’ll never find someone who will love and care for me like that.

If you wrote more I would def be happy

(ok. im fangirling a lil bit because i absolutely LOVE your jamie tartt fics and i cant believe my fic has become one of your faves! anyway, here's a lil snippet after the events of Always On the Sidelines!)

Here On Out

Summary: You're out with Jamie and your friends, but then your leg decides to act up and you have a bit of a breakdown.

A/N: hurt comfort! also, i headcanon that Jamie is a 1D fan.

You're really fucking bummed out. You were having so much fun hanging out with Jamie and the boys, your friends, because, yes, his friends are now your friends and they all adore you and you them.

Anyway, you'd gone to a club with them that was having a One Direction night. Drinks were flowing and you were having so much fun dancing with Jamie, then singing at the top of your lungs with Keeley, taking shots with the guys. It was all so much fun...but then your knee started acting up.

You excuse yourself from the dancefloor and Jamie follows you with concern. But you brush him off, not wanting to ruin his fun.

"I'm just gonna rest for a bit. Go have fun." He hesitates and you practically push him back towards the dancefloor, "Go! I'll be fine!"

"Alright. But you tell me if it gets worse and we'll go, okay?"

"Okay," you shoo him away and as soon as he turned his back, you hobble your way to the bathrooms so you can cry.

As soon as you enter the women's room, you lean against the counter and let out a sob. You curse your knee for causing you so many issues. You can't play football, you can't be on your feet for long, you can't even last having fun with your fit as fuck footballer boyfriend! You felt so...broken.

Two women, a brunette and a red head, enter the bathroom laughing but then stop when they see you teary eyed. They immediately rush over to you, "Oh my God. Are you okay?" The red head asks.

"Do we need to kick someone in the dick?" the brunette asks.

You chuckle, "No. I'm fine...kinda."

"What's goin' on, babe?" the brunette asks, looking genuinely concerned for you.

You shake your head, "I had a knee injury a while back and it starts to hurt if I'm not my feet for too long or doing extensive movements."

"Do we need to get you someone?" the red head asks, wiping away some of your tears.

You shake your head again, "No. It'll go away eventually it's just," you let out a deep breath, "It just makes things complicated for me. Like, I came here with my hot boyfriend and we were having the best time and now my knee started hurting and I had to step away-"

"Why isn't your boyfriend with you?" the brunette asks.

"I told him not to worry about me. Didn't wanna ruin his fun."

The door opens again and Keeley lets out a sigh of relief, "Fucking finally! Jamie's looking all over for you! You're not answerin' your phone!" She suddenly takes note of your teary eyes, "Oh shit. I'm getting, Jamie."

"Wait, no-Keeley!" but your cries fall deaf on her ears as she rushes out in search of your boyfriend.

Red head looks back at you, "Wait, was that Keeley Jones?"

You nod, "Yeah."

Moments later, Jamie comes in, hand over his eyes, "Is everyone decent? No one with their undies down, right?"

You can't help but snort, "You're fine, Jams."

Jamie drops his hand and zeroes in on you, "What's going on?"

"Holy shit," brunette starts to freak out, "You're Jamie Tartt! You're-"

Keeley steps in, pushing red head and brunette out the door, "Right! Let's go dance, ladies!"

"But I still need to wee!" brunette exclaims.

"Hold it in!" Keeley replies aggressively.

It's now just you and Jamie left in the room. Jamie slowly approaches you, hands on your hips to steady you, "What's wrong?"

You let out a sob as you tuck your face into his neck, "I feel so broken!"

"Love, you're not broken."

"But I am! I can't keep up with you and I fucking hate it! I hate hurting all the time. I hate making you cut your time short when we're out with friends. I hate that you can't fully enjoy yourself when we're together. I-"

"Hey, hey. Look at me," he pulls back, gently holding your face in his hands, "You're. Not. Broken. Your injury doesn't define you. I mean, look at grandad! Sure, he had to retire 'cause of his leg, but he's still out there coaching us, giving us a hard time, still doing the things he likes to do. He doesn't let his injury stop him.

"And you shouldn't either. I don't care that if we have to leave parties or gatherings early because your leg hurts. All I care about is you and how you feel. I don't like you being in pain. That's why I always check in on you. I don't want ya sufferin'." He wipes the tears the slide down your cheeks.

"What if you get tired of me? Get tired of taking care of me?"

Jamie shakes his head, "Never. I experienced life without you and I was fucking miserable. Besides, like how cuddly you get when I take care of ya. Makes me feel loved and shit."

"Jamie Tartt, you're such a softie," you playfully say, nudging his shoulder.

"Only for you, love," he murmurs before kissing your forehead. You two stand there, just cherishing each other's presence for a bit.

Keeley then pops her head in and says, "You two coming out soon? 'Cause a line is forming and these girls really gotta go."

Jamie steps back and asks, "Can you walk?"

"I can limp," you reply.

He shakes his head, "Piggy back then," he turns his back to you, crouching down a bit.

You do your best to hop onto his back and he lifts you with ease. Keeley opens the door wider for you both, "Thanks, Keeley," Jamie says and his looks at the line of waiting women, "Sorry, ladies! Me girl wasn't feelin' well!"

Keeley follows the both of you to the booth where everyone was sitting and taking a break from dancing.

"Are you okay, Y/N?" Dani asks.

"My leg again," you sheepishly reply and the boys nod their heads in understanding.

"Feel better," Isaac says.

Colin chimes in, "Do you need help to the car?"

"Nah, mate, I've got it!" Jamie replies and pulls out a few hundred notes, passing them to Isaac, "Hope that covers our drinks and some of you lot!" the guys raise their glasses in cheers to Jamie and wave good-bye to the both of you.

Keeley and Roy follow you two out just in case.

"Can this count as some of me trainin', grandad?" Jamie asks.

"No," Roy rasps out and you giggle.

"Prick," Jamie mumbles with a smile.

When you get to Jamie's car, he helps you in and then gives Roy and Keeley a d hug good-bye. Roy nods at you and Keeley blows a kiss your way. You wave at them until Jamie drives away.

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When you get back to Jamie's, he carries you to the bedroom you share. You undress while he runs a warm bubble bath for you.

Once it's ready you get in and he quickly undresses, sitting behind you. You sigh in relief as you lean back against his chest and he starts to softly massage your knee.

"See? Cuddly," Jamie murmurs against your neck and presses a kiss.

"I love you," you whisper as you close your eyes and let the water warm your body up.

Jamie's smiling wide. This isn't the first time you've said it to him, but it still makes him all bubbly inside when you say it.

"I love you too. Always will. From here on out."

#jamie tartt x reader #jamie tartt #jamie tartt imagine

[ugh-yoongi]

Congratulations on the milestone!✨✨

I wanted to request a bts headcanon! There was this one trend on tiktok last year that was like “you’re not dating but you’re not just friends either” lol so I guess like a bts in a situation type of thing? Thank you thank you! 💕

tysm!

i know exactly what trend you're talking about and i was never sure if that was supposed to be, like, an actual situationship or like that more cutesy in-between crush & dating stage so i'll try to do both.

once again tag teamed this with @hot-soop bc i have no original thoughts.

come tell me how wrong i am :)

headcanons: bts in a situationship

seokjin —

has the least situationship energy out of all of them imo. mr. domestic king of commitment probably wouldn't be able to handle the uncertainty of it, but could be convinced if the other party wasn't ready/didn't want to commit.

(let's be real, it's impossible to not be in love with him, so [rihanna voice] good luck with booking that situationship u speak of.)

thinks he's being chill and in actuality is being the least chill person alive. red ears & neck 25/8.

does the "let's just play one more round of mario kart" con until the next thing you know it's 2am and the only way you're getting home is an overpriced rideshare, so whoops, might as well stay over, what would you like for breakfast?

strikes me as the type that'd be similar in that in-between stage, too, but way more acts of service.

picnics in the park, polaroid pictures of things that remind him of you, beats that video game level you're stuck on without you even having to ask, rambles on and on about his webtoons, chill weekends spent together at home.

yoongi —

completely down for a situationship. might be made for it, actually. you don't even need to ask.

however. realizes he's Emotionally Compromised and has his "oh shit wait what the fuck" moment months in. good luck sorting that mess out!

yoongi: it is very obvious i have feelings for this person and it is very obvious where we stand with one another.

also yoongi: disappears for a week bc of work and doesn't say a word.

also also yoongi: casually shows up at 3am and wants to hang out like disappearing without a word wasn't at all weird and confusing as fuck.

also also also yoongi: has the nerve to be confused when you call it off because he doesn't seem interested.

spends the next few months overthinking literally everything and reappears with a wall of text detailing everything he likes about you.

in that more cutesy in-between: playlists, "do you wanna hear what i've been working on?", open the door please it's 1am and yoongi's outside with takeout, absolutely giddy when he gets to teach you about his interests.

hobi —

can't see him being all that different from the way he'd be in an actual relationship, tbh, which is both a blessing and a curse.

a f f e c t i o n a t e

(but is it "i like you and want to be with you" affection or "i do this with literally everyone there is no way to tell if it's something more" affection?)

king of overcommunicating! good morning texts, phone calls before bed, memes and silly pictures throughout the day.

wants to trade ootd pics. sends you one everyday even if you don't reciprocate. pouts for days if you playfully roast his fit, but sometimes he needs someone to be honest about those questionable shoes he wears.

somehow knows literally every person to exist. has a friend who works at that cool new club downtown. the gallery with that hot new exhibit. knows someone who knows someone who works with that band you can never get tickets to see.

ensures you will never want for anything while you're with him.

namjoon —

ooh boy.

quiet. a lil obsessive. observant. can definitely be jealous. the kind of guy who loves to think he's good at situationships until he's in one and realizes very quickly he's not.

has a natural urge to play games to test you then have an existential crisis about whether that makes him a bad person.

wants to have all of your attention but will not ask for it. wants intensity but questions whether that’s sustainable long term.

ghosts when he’s in his feelings but writes you long, thoughtful paragraphs when he’s drunk. "that one guy who jerked you around in college" vibes.

will break your back and your heart at the same time.

in that cute in-between: museum dates. meetups in the park in the middle of the night to stare at the stars and get all philosophical. let's go try out that new distillery and catch that new arthouse film after. does this guy even have friends? because it's been 8 years and you still haven't met them.

jimin —

fun until it isn't.

lively and sweet and easy until it isn't.

flirts with literally everyone but gets real petty and kinda mean if you do the same.

thinks he isn't good enough. wants compliments and validation. another chronic overthinker. playful banter until he takes it too seriously and needs reassurance that you do actually like him.

not a ghoster but also not good at ending things so just lets it go stale and wither away.

dates? drinking and dancing. maybe one of those sip and paints. tickets to the ballet. competition shows at his place with takeout.

cuddly and affectionate but why does he call all of his friends his soulmate?

in the in-between: loves showing you off. would probably love to do your makeup. sickeningly sweet comments on all your ig selfies. always holding your hand.

taehyung —

intense. has a tendency to get a lil self-centered and disappear in that big noggin of his.

physical rather than emotional. will blow your back out in 10 different ways before he tells you he likes you.

(and only does this at 5am when he's drunk and just spent the last half hour crying to jimin on the phone.)

insecure so he plays it carefree and silly, but, dear reader, it was not, in fact, carefree and silly.

golden hour. takes the best photos of you on film. paints you silly things and nearly cries when you actually display them. can't cook but tries making a date of cooking together anyway; cons you into paying for the takeout after it inevitably fails. record stores. red wine.

jungkook —

either a major fuckboy or the most sensitive man on the planet there is really no in between here.

either never commits or is ready to get married the second time you hang out.

no chill. someone please remind him to be normal about this.

j e a l o u s !

facetimes you in the middle of the night just because.

learns all your favorite songs on guitar. loves a photobooth; keeps the film strip in his wallet. teaches you how to play video games but gets really pouty when you wind up being better than him. diners at 2am; a milkshake with two straws. obnoxious gym selfies. pretends he doesn't want to sing your girl group songs at noraebang yet suspiciously knows all the choreography.

shy shy shy

#work: 1kfm #bts headcanons #bts imagines #bts scenarios #bts x reader #jewel answers #jewel writes

[josiesullysblog]

Can You Keep a Secret?

~AGED UP Neteyam x Na’vi reader

~Fluff, touching, breast play, Neteyam, and reader are 22, Lo’ak and Kiri are 20

~Proofread- no

~Summary-Kai and Neteyam are in a secret relationship

Note: a lil sum while I write outcast p2 :)

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“Teyem don't leave a mark,” you giggled as you watched the boy whose mouth was full of your breast. The boy sucked harder, dragging a moan out of you. You started grinding into him, and his grip became tighter, “fuck, Kai keep doing that and I’m going to fuck you.”

“I wish you would, I know you’d have me mewling on this floor, wouldn't you?” you grinded faster, leaving a wet spot on the boy’s loincloth. “You know I’d fuck you-,”

“NETEYAM.”

His name rang through the forest, you quickly stood up putting your top back on. He quickly stood behind you, attempting to hide the hard-on you caused.

“Neteyam, we have been calling you for the last hour!” Kiri came out, and following her was Lo’ak who seemed annoyed to be there. But that annoyance was quickly replaced by amusement when he noticed you were there. “Sorry, we got carried away,” Neteyam said smiling. You sighed heavily, that's the best he could come up with?

“Doing what?” you laughed uncomfortably, “just watching the sky,” they both shared a look, “we can see that big hickey Kai,” you immediately moved your hair to cover anything up. Neteyam moved forward about to speak up, “you two realize how much trouble this can cause?” Kiri spoke up, “I mean if mom found out you two were doing this, she’d skin you! Neteyam, you know you can’t do such things unless-.”

She froze as a smile covered her face, “you both have mated with each other?” your blush deepened on your face as realization hit the girl. Neteyam nodded, “we are mated,” his hand went around your waist and you fell into his embrace. You imagined telling everyone differently, not by being caught during a make-out session. “Listen, you guys can't tell a soul,” you pleaded stepping forward and grabbing Kiri’s hand. “Don’t worry we won’t say anything!”

Lo’ak said as his smile widened, “where's the fun in that?” you and Neteyam shared a groan, this boy was about to make your life miserable.

“Kai, can you braid my hair?” it had been only a week since Neteyam and you were caught. And it has been a week of hell. Lo’ak used this secret as leverage over you both, forcing you to do his evil bidding. Neteyam constantly had to do Lo’ak’s chores while you made him his favorite meals. The list could go on, whatever Lo’ak wanted, he got.

Today, you and Neteyam finally caught a break, playing around and cuddling when his question was asked. “Lo’ak I promised to do it, after hanging out with Neteyam,” you forced a smile while Neteyam glared at the boy. His brother was a major cockblocker. “Well, I bet mother and father would not mind hearing how their oldest son is mated.”

The boy ran off, causing Neteyam to chase him, “Lo’ak stop!” you both chased him back till he stopped where Jake and Neytiri sat, “what's the matter?” The woman asked to which you responded quickly, “I was just about to do Lo’ak’s hair!” You smiled brightly as Neteyam held a death grip on Lo’ak, “isn't this right baby bro?” Lo’ak nodded while getting out of the grip. That boy was going to be the death of you both.

Jake and Neytiri are not dumb. Well, all of Lo’ak’s chores were always done, so it didn't take long to piece two and two together. Neytiri noticed how if Lo’ak asked something Neteyam always did it with hast, or how you always made him food. She believed it must be been you both losing bets, but it continued.

Like all things, they’d eventually learn the truth. You all sat down to eat dinner when Lo’ak started up, “where’s the sauce?” Jake looked up, “Tuk just finished it,” Lo’ak smiled looking at you and Neteyam, “Neteyam can you go get some more?” Neteyam, who was lost in his food, responded as he’d normally, “no, you go get it.”

Lo’ak let out a loud laugh. Your heart stopped momentarily as you stood up quickly, “I'll go get it!” your feet moved quickly, “you should treat me nicer, I bet mom would love to hear about your secret!”

Neytiri’s eyes bore into Neteyam, ‘what secret?” you walked into the room handing Lo’ak the sauce. “Kai, is there something I should know?” You stopped breathing, is this the moment you get killed? “Mother, me and Kai have mated before Ewya!” the room fell silent as you sat next to Neteyam. Everyone’s eyes fell on Neytiri and Jake. “So that means we're sisters right?” Tuk chimed in looking at Jake, “when did this happen?”

“Two weeks ago,” you spoke up as Neteyam grabbed your hand, “took you long enough,” Jake snickered before putting more food into his mouth. Neytiri nodded as she stood up, “we must hold a celebration!” she clapped as she grabbed you and hugged you, “a gift straight from Ewya!” confusion laced your voice, “you're not mad?”

“Why would I be mad? My son has found the perfect mate! I’m shocked it happened so soon, he is a chicken!” You laughed, “no, I’m not!” he stood up snatching you from the woman’s grasp, “we will throw a celebration, our next leader has finally found his mate!”

You beamed at Neteyam, “I knew they’d be happy!” Neteyam said make you roll your eyes, “no, you didn't.”

***

I had this idea ALL DAY! So decided to write it out, don't worry I’ll fix it tomorrow! Hope you enjoy!!

#avatar way of water #neteyam #jake sully #avatar #avatar loak #neteyam x y/n #loak x reader #avatar tuk #avatar smut #neteyam smut

[themoonstarwarrior]

Well, I haven't seen the episode yet, but since it sounds like BloodMoon is refusing to be saved, imma go ahead and share the idea I mentioned to @twinanimatronics about how Sun could've possibly reached them.

Obviously BloodMoon wont sit still and listen so this scenario has Sun use star power to trap BM just like old moon did to him with Moon on standby to come in once the 5 minutes are up.

Basically, Sun asks them WHY they kill and hurt people and BM brings up the main three reasons: they enjoy it, they dont want to be a tool, and they hunger. Since literally none of the protags have actually asked, Sun would be surprised that theres more than the first reason and interrogate to get to the bottom of it. Cuz what Sun realizes is that BloodMoon doesnt have any deeper motives or desires because of their eternal hunger. Their ENTIRE existence has circled around violence to satisfy their hunger. They get used to satisfy their hunger. They enjoy the rip and tear because it stops the hunger.

They have always been a tool to the hunger.

So Sun offers the one thing that no one has: what if they get rid of the hunger?

BM is confused cuz all they've ever known is the hunger, and Sun has to dig the point home by explaining how they can keep killing but it'll come back, and probably stronger. They could kill everyone and everything but then the hunger will come back. And the only thing thatll be left to kill is each other.

And THAT freaks them out, because that is the only thing BloodMoon stands to lose is the brotherhood. (And while BM1 would probably race about lies and trickery, BM2 cant deny the logic)

So with BM actually realizing how their hunger endangers them, and Moon at this point just WAITING to finish them off, Sun lays down the ultimatum. Since no change of heart can happen if all they've ever known is hunger, Sun/Moon/Solar can try and remove it to and see if the twins can be rehabilitated, otherwise Moon ends them then and there.

And I love this idea so much!!! It addresses the REAL block that BM has that hasnt been brought up since that one episode where they kill the anime girl. We get to keep BloodMoon, since the creators went to the trouble of bringing them back and giving them a new model so it'd be a lil annoying if they just ended up killed again. It acknowledges how much BM has been used and brushed aside while admitting that there hasnt been much else to them. And you could have a whole rehabilitation arc, with everyone healing and BM given a real change and actual honesty, since god knows no one is gonna be mincing words. And I imagine their blood-hunger being removed ends up like the Ruin Virus a bit, where getting rid of it cuts down a LOT of the more sadistic urges. So the boys get a mostly-tamed but still-pretty-fucking-insane BloodMoon Twins that basically is just the feral crazy guy that hangs around Animal from Muppets lol and idk stays with Monty cuz hes more easygoing on the violent habits and they need to NOT be anywhere near the daycare.

And maybe I'll watch the episode and be alright with it, but it just sucks cuz this would work SO GOOD and I know the showrunners wouldn't do it. So now I've had to make this fucking long ass post and y'all hafta deal with it.

And maybe someday I'll write a drabble this and the other SAMS scenes I've imagined...

So yeah, sorry about the rambling and shit. I hate how emotionally involved I get with this show that I love. And I'll go ahead and tag @garbagechocolate out of obligation X)

#god this fucking show #thank you ceph for letting me rant earlier #apparently this needed to be released into the void so hopefully its not a bother to everyone #tsams #sams #the sun and moon show #sun and moon show #fnaf bloodmoon #sams bloodmoon #tsams bloodmoon #moonstar wont shut up

[siriuslygay1981]

Marauders during New years/new years eve

James- chomping down his grapes, told everyone to leave him alone till he was done cuz he had to concentrate. Took shots with padfoot at around 8-9 pm. Has been sipping on some alcohol beverage while socializing. Is the one hosting. Wearing red underwear. Cleaned the whole house, has cash in random places.

Padfoot- Took a shower at 7, got ready, took shots with James, has been taking shots with the girls and sipping on a drink while getting ready. Is ready at 8:30-9. Is forced by James to do the grapes, acts like it's ridiculous, all his wishes are very thought out, takes longer than all of them though.

Remus- smoked a joint with Peter, Evan, barty and Pandora. Took shots with Pete , Mary and lily. Ate when they got there and watched pads get ready. Talked with the girls with pads in his lap. Eats grapes, only says a few wishes with his grapes, mostly just eats them. Hated on the music a bit, took a handful of songs out and added some when lily looked away.

Peter- brought some alcohol, brought funny lil hats. Nibbled on food while socializing. Wore green underwear. Has done the grape thing since he went to a new Year's party at James. Flirts with some girl he meets, one of Mary's friends.

Lily- is wearing a headband thing with happy new year! On it. She is helping padfoot get ready and gossiping with the girls. She helps make some food and takes care of the playlist. She ends up getting Pandora's glasses.

Pandora and reg are on the couch passing the left over joint, reg was forced to wear a party hat by Pandora. Pandora is wearing those silly glasses that says the new year. Pandora is in this silver dress that looks like tinsels. Reg Helped James and Sirius set the party up. Oh uh reg secretly does wish for a bunch of stuff with his grapes but acts like he didn't. Pandora just wishes for all her friends to be happy.

Mary- gossiping with lily, pads and marlene. Helped make jello shots. Helps fix makeup on anyone who needs it. Brought her boyfriend to kiss at 12. Has added a few songs to the playlist when lily got distracted. Doesn't like grapes!??

Marlene- brought jello shots with Mary. Chilling with Sirius, mostly quiet but compliments everyone's outfit. Eats the grapes, forgets to make wishes until the last two. She dances with Sirius most the night. Comes out to the living room and chills on the couch with everyone. Definitely argued about the music with lily and Remus.

Dorcas- brought some dessert from the store. Takes a few shots for the fun but mostly stays sober. Hangs with reg and Pandora for a bit before hanging out with marlene outside. The first time she does the grape thing, isn't sure what to wish for exactly. Also questions if the wishes happen in order. Overthinks it a bit.

Evan and barty don't leave each other's side. Literally go to the bathroom together. Probably took something BFR the party. Drink a bit and eat a bit while dancing and socializing. Brought some substances if anyone wanted any. Chomped on the grapes under the table together. Barty ate any fallen grapes while Evan wrinkled his nose in disgust.

The prewett twins brought alcohol and invited a lot of people. (After midnight!)

These are all the characters I could think of at the moment, if u have another character lemme know who and I'll do them as well!! :)

Also quick explanation! Wearing certain colored underwear is this new Year's Eve/new year thing. Ex; if you wear red underwear you are trying to bring love into your life. And the grape thing, you get twelve grapes, twelve wishes. You eat them as soon as it turns twelve and try to finish it BFR 12:01. Oh and cleaning the house and stashing money everywhere is supposed to bring you wealth and good things or whatever.

#marauders era #marauders fandom #dead gay wizards from the 70s #harry potter marauders #hp marauders #marauders #james potter #regulus black #sirius black #the marauders #marauder era #the marauders era #incorrect marauders era #marauders headcanon #mary mcdonald #dorcas and marlene #marlene and sirius #marlene mckinnon #sirius black x remus lupin #remus x sirius #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #barty crouch junior #evan rosier #pandora rosier #regulus and pandora #fabian prewett #gideon prewett #lily evans #jamespotter

[stevesbipanic]

If you’re after prompts can I suggest Steve being hurt but not showing it when the kids forget they had plans w him because he’s used to being second choice but he thought it would take them longer to realise that he wasn’t worth the effort than it had. That kind of “it’s okay, I know I’m nobody’s first choice” vibe

Ooo a chance for a lil angst and a lil fluff, I love it ty

Since pseudo-adopting seven kids, Steve had had to become a lot more organised with his time. He now had a calendar in the kitchen covered in different colour pens for each kid and their events. There were Lucas' games and Hellfire pickups and dropoffs, taking Erica for ice cream and everyone to the arcade. There were skate park trips with Max and trips up the hill for Dustin and Suzie. Regular movie nights with both the teens and the kids and pool parties to beat the heat. In short, Steve never forgot what they had planned.

The small scribble of words had been on the calendar since the beginning of the year, it was every year. For Steve's birthday, the kids were going to come over and watch movies, that's all Steve had wanted for his birthday was for his family to be safe and happy with him. On the day of Steve's 21st birthday, he woke up, went downstairs, got coffee, and crossed off the day, smiling thinking about the night ahead. He was cooking himself some breakfast when the phone rang.

"Hey, Steve!"

"Hey Dustin, are you kids still able to get here by yourselves tonight, or do you want me to pick you up?"

"About that, Eddie has been sick the last couple of days so we had to postpone Hellfire to tonight, that's ok right, it's just movies we can do that on Friday?"

"Oh, um, yeah sure Dustin, that's ok, do you need me to drop you off or pick you guys up?" Steve said swallowing his disappointment.

"Eddie is picking us up from school but could you take us home?"

"Sure, Dustin, I'll see you guys later."

Steve didn't feel like his eggs after that. He spent the rest of the day cleaning the house and talking to Robin who was visiting her grandmother but promised to make up for it as soon as she was back. At least someone had remembered.

He pulled up to Eddie's trailer a little after 9, the laughter inside made him feel a bit better, at least the kids had fun, that's what was important. He got out and knocked on the door.

"Stevie! Hey kids you're wonderful mother is here!"

Steve giggled, he and Eddie had gotten closer in the couple of months since Vecna.

"Are you ok, sweetheart?"

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine, was just a long day."

"Tell you what, after you drop the gremlins home, why don't you come back and hang, I've got a joint with your name on it."

"That sounds perfect, thanks Eds."

Steve smiled waving at Eddie as he ushered the kids into his car. The car trip was filled with the kids regaling the tales of their session, no mention of the date.

Steve felt better once the trailer was back in his vision. The two boys laid on Eddie's bed passing a joint between them.

"So Stevie, you gonna tell me what's got my favourite boy all sad-looking?"

"I'm your favourite boy?"

"Of course you are, don't tell Henderson, and don't avoid the question, angel, what's wrong?"

"It's my birthday."

"What? That's today? Fuck! My fever brain must've muddled up the dates."

"It's ok, don't blame you, you were sick."

"Wait why didn't the kids say something? I wouldn't have put Hellfire on your birthday!"

"I think they forgot, they were supposed to come over for movies tonight, Dustin called to reschedule, but only Robin remembered. It's alright, I know Hellfire is more important to them."

"No Stevie, you're more important than some game. Happy birthday, sweetheart."

Steve couldn't help it, he leant forward and kissed Eddie's cheek.

"I thought it was your birthday, not mine, Stevie." Eddie said pulling Steve close into a hug.

"You deserve to be someone's first priority, Stevie. I'm going to punish those kids' characters so bad next session."

Steve laughs at this and thinks if all his birthdays end with him and Eddie together like this then he'd cancel a thousand plans.

Eddie does in fact berate the kids the next day and they're all quite distraught over forgetting Steve's birthday, although Dustin cheers up when he sees Steve and Eddie holding hands.

#steve deserves better #and better is eddie munson's middle name #stranger things #stranger things s4 #st4 #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #ficlet #ty for the prompt!

[eliiilamar]

YUHHH THE FINISHED PRODUCT OF THE LIL HOBIE THING I DID THE OTHER DAY 😩🫶🏻

Height Difference.

hobie x short/ chubby fem! reader.

WARNINGS: light smut (nun too serious, a lil thigh kissing and marking, a lil chest kissing and marking) no use of y/n, and hobie being a lil ass🫶🏻, and reader is bi. good stuff is under the cut.

enjoyyyy<3

You walked around the show hall, calling softly.

“Hobie?”

You couldn't see him anywhere. That is, until you heard a distant, "Yes?!" He seemed annoyed.

You looked up to see him sitting on top of a large speaker high up on the wall. "What do you want?"

Your eyes widened as you looked up at him before putting your focus on a stray seam in your skirt and picking at it.

“Uhm… You okay?”

He sighed.

“I’m fine. I just had to get some space. That's all." He glanced down at you. "Why are you calling for me?"

“You were just not with everyone else.”

You finally got the seam out. “Also, do I look okay?” You gesture to your outfit, which consisted of an old cropped band tee that hugged your breasts nicely, a red and black plaid skirt, a denim sleeveless vest, a studded belt around your waist, and black hightop platform heels.

"You look fine," Hobie said nonchalantly. He tilted his head back against the wall.

"Why do you care about how you look anyways?"

“Cus… It’s my first show with you guys. You lot have done this before. I haven’t. I wanna look decent, at the very least.”

You play with a coil of your hair anxiously.

"Don't fret it too much," Hobie said, "If you look too good, the girls might go crazy for you."

He smirked.

“Wouldn’t want that, would you?”

You roll your eyes and mutter.

“The guys don’t go crazy for me, I wouldn’t mind having a lil girl on girl action with another female. At least it’s something.”

"...You're Bi?"

Hobie seemed surprised by this answer.

“Yea.”

Hobie thought for a moment.

"You know, I'm bi too." Hobie looked at you, seeming to ponder.

"If you're looking for something..." He looked to the crowd, where they were setting up the equipment.

"Want to come up here and, y'know..."

You raised an eyebrow and smirked.

“Come up there and what?”

"And... you know..." Hobie leaned forward, looking right at you.

"You and me... alone together."

He smirked back, eyes piercing though you. You rolled your eyes and tried to climb up with a huff. But you were short, and had tiny legs.

Hobie looked at you with pure amusement.

"Aww, you poor thing. What, can't reach me up here?" He scooted forward, getting closer to you. His face now closer to yours.

You scowled at him and pouted. “Not everyone can be frost giants like you, Hobie.”

He got closer, now sitting on the edge of the speaker and looking down at you.

"I'll make an exception for you, you tiny thing." He smirked, putting a hand out for you to take.

You take his hand, a small pout still on your plump lips. Hobie lifted you over his shoulder with ease, getting a nice view as he put you down beside him on the speaker. He smirked.

"See? Even frost giants make exceptions." In a smooth motion, he reached his arm around you and pulled you in close.

"We could hang out here for a while..."

You roll your eyes, your cheeks flushing lightly. “What are you smirking about?”

"Hm? What, you want me to say it?" Hobie smirked.

He pulled you back tighter around him, your head now resting against his chest. "I thought you were all tough, but look at you now."

“How am I supposed to be tough though? I’m short, and chubby. Not much toughness to have.”

"Hey, you might be cute and short, but I wouldn't say you're chubby. You're perfectly thick."

Hobie put his head back against the wall, wrapping the other arm around you to hold you more firmly.

He sighed, "God, why is this so comfy?"

You smile and lean into his chest a bit more, bringing your hand to the one that was wrapped around you and lacing your fingers with his.

Hobie's face turned pink as he blushed a bit, not expecting you to have put your hand on his.

He stayed silent for a moment, letting you lean in.

"Hey..." He said quietly.

“Hmm.”

You held your hand that was holding his up, noticing the difference in size. You turned his palm towards you and placed your palm on his, looking at the different lengths of your fingers.

His palm was about twice the size of yours, his fingers being longer than yours.

He stared down to see what you were doing, and chuckled when he noticed.

"You like the difference in our sizes?" A smirk curled up on his face.

“ ‘S not funny. Makes me feel tiny. But also… Safe, at the same time.”

You had a slight pout on your lips as you took one of your fingers and traced along the lines of his palm. “You’re so much bigger than me, you know? You could probably do whatever you wanted.”

His blush got more noticeable as what you were saying hit in. He gulped.

"I... You know I like being in control," He looked at you with a smirk, "But I wouldn't do 'whatever'.

"After all, I have a thing for... tiny little things."

You looked up at him, giving him doe eyes as the color of your irises and the brown of his clashed.

“Yea? Well… If you wouldn’t do ‘whatever’, what would you do?”

His face got more and more pink, his tone getting quieter and quieter. "I uh... I... Well... You know..." He said, his voice being a whisper at this point.

Hobie looked at you and swallowed one last time.

"I'd rather not say..."

“Cmon.”

You smirked, your heavy gaze traveling to his lips for just a split second.

“Tell me. Use your words, Hobie.”

He looked at you and sighed.

"Well... I... You're so cute... I'd want to..." He swallowed.

He looked at you and raised a single eyebrow as he stared down at you. "I want to make out with you..." His cheeks were bright red at this point.

You smirk, your cheeks flushed as you turn around, still sitting in between his legs. “You do?”

He smirked, his gaze being right down at your lips.

Hobie nodded, still with that smug look on his face. "I want to make out with you, so, so bad..."

You sat down, your lips slightly parted, and your already thick thighs squishing together with the movement, making your skirt ride up, exposing the soft, plush skin of your thighs.

“I want the same.” You were breathless, and spoke quietly.

Hobie looked down at you, noticing your skirt and looking back up at you. He smirked.

"Oh, do you?~ Then we'll make it that way..." Hobie leaned in close, wrapping both of his arms around you.

"You are so... soft..." His free hand came down and began to caress your thick thighs.

You flushed and looked at his lap for a second.“Can I- Ahem. Can I sit? I-in your lap?”

"You want..." He had a devious smirk on his face. "...To sit on my lap?"

Hobie chuckled, looking down at you with a mischievous grin. "Don't blame me if I can't control myself, alright?~"

You nodded and climbed into his lap, straddling him. You tried your best to keep your weight off of him as much as possible, feeling too heavy.

"Hey, don't worry." He said softly, caressing your thighs again. "I like my girls a little thick anyways."

"I'm enjoying this." He said, his voice being low. Hobie smirked, still caressing your thighs.

I placed my hands on his chest, drawing small circles on his pectoral muscles through his shirt.

“ ‘M not too heavy, right?” You kept your eyes averted, embarrassed that you might be hurting him.

Hobie chuckled, "You're adorable. No you're not too heavy. In fact... I like this."

Hobie kept touching your thighs, his hands now moving to your hair and gently stroking it.

"I can tell you're nervous. Why?~"

“Cus… I’m bigger than most girls. I don’t wanna be doing something with you and end up like… hurting you.”

You kept your eyes on the speaker below you as you spoke. “That’s always been a fear of mine. It’s why I’ve barely done anything. I had a boyfriend once, he asked me to uhm… R-ride him, but then told me I was too heavy.”

He smirked and kissed one of your ears.

"Well, you don't have to worry about me... In all honesty... I'm really enjoying this."

He placed both of his hands on your legs, lightly sliding them back and forth. "I mean, just look at those legs... They're gorgeous."

Hobie's voice was almost a whisper as he spoke. "I could eat them up..."

“R-really?”

Your face was flushed, and your pink lips slightly parted and sparkly from your lipgloss.

He smirked and nodded. "Oh yeah..."

Hobie looked up at your lips and his smirk grew. "And I've got my eye on something else..."

He looked back down at your thighs as he squeezed them."Y'know, I'm getting thirsty..."

Once again his tone was in a whisper.

“Then get a drink.”

Your lashes brushed your cheeks as your eyes went half lidded, gaze glued onto his hands that stayed on your thighs.

Hobie glanced up and saw your half-lidded, lustful eyes. He chuckled and said, "That's not the thirst I'm talking about, sweetheart..."

He squeezed your thighs and turned his head, kissing one of your legs. "God, those thighs look so succulent... Can I have a taste?"

You nodded your head, and bit your lip softly.

You felt Hobie's lips press against your thigh. They stayed there for a moment, and then, they began to slide... up and up and up... inching their way up. Your eyes widened and your breathing became heavier, your face a deep scarlet.

Hobie looked up to you, his eyes staring into yours. "You're liking this, aren't you, sweetheart?"

You whimper quietly, your nails digging into your palm as you nodded.

His tongue pushed out of his mouth, tasting your thick thigh as he pressed his lips against your skin once again. "God, you taste... amazing..."

He slid his tongue out again, making it slide even higher. "Don't be shy now, love, let me taste you all~"

“Mnh- H-Hobie~” His tongue continued to slowly slide up your thigh, eventually reaching your stomach.

He stayed there for a moment, staring at you as if asking for permission to continue. "Please, love... Let me...?"

You nodded and sighed happily. “G-go ahead.”

His tongue touched your stomach for a moment and you felt it wiggle a bit before retracting again. "That was nice.... but... I want more."

His tongue shot out once more, sliding slowly towards your chest. "May I..?"

“Yea.”

His tongue touched your chest for a moment before sliding up towards your neck, licking and tasting the skin. Hobie looked up at you as he licked.

He then slid his tongue down the side of your neck, his free hand now moving to grab the back of your head, holding you in place as he continued to lick.

You hum and tug on your shirt lightly. “You want it off, Hobie?”

Hobie didn't say anything, but instead slid his tongue up along your chin. You could feel it touch your bottom lip and he stayed there for a moment.

Hobie was blushing like crazy, unable to speak as he stared at your lips so close to his tongue.

You kissed him softly before lifting the shirt over your head, revealing your breasts in a light pink lingerie bra, with a small red ribbon in the center.

Hobie looked down at your breasts, his face still warm as he stared and his jaw dropped.

"Holy... they're nice..."

You giggle softly and blush. “Thank you.”

Hobie's face got even more red as his eyes darted back to your eyes. He was speechless, still holding your head in place as he stared right at you.

"They're..."

He cleared his throat.

"God, I'm drooling... Could I... Taste?"

You nod, a light blush settled on your cheeks, and you smiled softly. The rest of the world faded away, and Hobie brought his lips down to the soft skin of your chest, sucking and biting softly.

You bit back a noise at his touch, and he moved around your chest, leaving blooming hickeys in his wake. Bringing your hands to his shoulders, you let your head fall back, and he went to go pull the strap of your bra down.

“Oi! The bloody hell are the two of ya doin’?”

You jump at the sound of your bassist’s voice, and scrambled to pull your shirt back over your head, an embarrassed flush covering your face. Hobie, however, just sighed, annoyed at the interruption.

“What’s it look like I’m doin’, mate? You’re interrupting.”

He glared down at your bandmate, and yo buried your face in the crook of his neck.

“I have zero fucks to give. Get your asses down here, we have a sound check that needs to be done. And be quick about it, yeah?”

Hobie scoffed and pushed you off of him gently, climbing off the speaker and holding his arms out to help you down.

You both walk to the stage, holding each other’s pinkies, him looking smug, you looking highly mortified that the two of you were caught.

“I was probably too loud, I’m sorry, Hobie.”

“ ‘S okay, love.”

He leaned in, smirk deepening.

“I’ll just have to finish what I started later.”

#Spotify #spiderman across the spiderverse #marvel #spiderman #hobie x y/n #across the spiderverse #hobie brown x reader #he’s literally my husband #hobie spiderverse #x reader