#i woke up at 6 am to finish this till lunch

[nothingbizzare]

My entry for @sboopie 's DTIYS

GOSH I NEEDED WITH ALL MY SOUL TO FINISH THIS BEFORE NEW YEAR SOO SOO SORRY I HAD A HARD TIME FIGURING A GOOD POSE BUT THEY ARE IN LOVE UR HONOR

An different version +the first version of the art under the cut

#dude this pose and thsi idea stood in my wips for too long #i woke up at 6 am to finish this till lunch #and mid night working happy that some people falked on discord with me my brain was a mush lol #riyuyfiyfjydutdut #I HAD SOOO MUCH FUN DRAWIJG THIS LIKE IT WAS THE MOST FUN I HAD WITH THE BLURING EFFECT #i dont really like using the bluring effect because i lose soo many detiled but here i needed all the attention only on this two dorks #try to not exagerate with detiles and colors and poses chalenge #inpossible #THE LAST ART OF 2022 #Bitches i have 12 hours till the end of this year #jjba #nothingbizzare art #jojo bizarre adventure #jojo no kimyou na bouken #vento aureo #jojo's bizarre adventure #bruabba #bizzoots #jjba fanart #jjba golden wind #golden wind #jjba vento auero #bruno bucciarati #leone abbacchio #jojos bizarre adventure

[mooodyblue]

take my pressure to the moon, astronaut | austin x plussized!reader

summary: it's valentine's day and austin wants to treat you right, only for it to backfire due to the anxious thoughts in your head.

warnings: nsfw mdni p in v, mentions of body image issues, mentions of not wanting to eat, read at ur own discretion 🙏🏼 probably missing some warnings idk

wc: 2.2k

a/n: i had nothing planned for today but alas. had a breakdown last night, got an idea at midnight and stayed up till 3 am just to finish this in one sitting. i told myself how i wished there were more plus sized!reader fics that weren't just smut and here i go writing more smut. but it's valentine's day! please be mindful of the tags. stay safe and happy valentine's day my friends <3 title is from 1/6 by sunmi 💗

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you always hated valentine's day. but it was different this year considering you were with austin now.

previous years, you'd find yourself in the clearance isles the day after, stocking up on your favorite snacks and then have your own late celebration. however, you'd never admit that to austin. you'll still be checking out that clearance isle though.

you didn't think you'd actually get to spend the day with him considering his busy schedule. he'd specifically asked for the day off just to treat you today. you were pleasantly surprised when you woke up to breakfast in bed, made by austin. it was nothing fancy. the tray had a plate of waffles, fruit, toast, eggs and of course, your beloved iced coffee that had mostly milk and creamer in it because you hated the taste of coffee. it's the little things that austin remembers and it's one of the main reasons he won you over.

he set the tray next to you, smiling proudly. "just call me gordon ramsay!"

you looked at the tray, a surpised expression on your face. "oh, austin! this is so-"

"but wait, there's more! hold on." austin left to the room only to return shortly, a small bouquet of roses in hand. "happy valentine's day, baby." he handed you the roses and placed a kiss on your cheek before sitting next to you, moving the tray to your lap.

oh, you could have just cried right then and there. "i didn't even get to do anything for you." you frowned.

"don't worry about it, trust me." he chuckled. he took a piece of fruit from your bowl, "now eat! i have a fun day planned for us." he said, feeding it to you.

after breakfast, you washed up and sat down at your vanity to do your make up. austin joined you in the bedroom, propping himself up on the bed and scrolling through his phone as he waited patiently for you to finish.

"what do you have planned? should i be scared?" you joked, working on your eyes.

he looked over at you, "scared? maybe a little." you widened your eyes, snapping your neck at him. "i'm just kidding! don't worry about it. 'm gonna take you to go buy a new dress for dinner tonight, then i was thinking we could....."austin continued to list off your plans for the day, but all you could do was focus on him mentioning dinner. knowing him, he most likely booked a table for the two of you at a restaurant. a public restaurant.

"...ashley told me about this amazing place in beverly hills......" you weren't even paying attention anymore. the thing is, your weight never really bothered you. it didn't bother austin either, he loved you no matter what size you were. but for some reason, you suddenly felt self conscious at the idea of eating at a public restaurant where you could easily be photographed mid bite, just to end up on the cover of some headline about someone at your weight dating austin butler.

crazy enough, you'd never eaten in public with austin. no fancy dinner or lunch dates, maybe an occasional date at a cafe, but you'd usually just get a drink and nothing else. you refused to eat in public, it was a genuine fear that you had.

"you still with me?"

you looked at him through the mirror, going back to applying your eyeliner. "yeah, sorry."

dress shopping was rough on you, especially knowing someone could easily photograph you trying on unflattering dresses and dresses that were a bit too small on you. you'd gone through five dresses already and you ended up hating them all, it was frustrating. you wished he didn't have plans on taking you out to dinner tonight cause it definitely would have made shopping a little easier.

"austin, i don't like any of these." you said through the dressing room door. "and the last one you gave me didn't even fit, it's embarrassing."

"hold on, i'm still lookin'" he went through another rack, lips perking up at a red dress that was just your size, perfect for valentine's day. "try this one on." he tossed it over the door and stood by the wall, waiting for you to come out.

the dress did fit and you were surpised at how good it looked on you, smiling softly at your appearance in the mirror. you walked out of the stall, showing it off to austin. "what do you think?"

"oh baby," he whistled and motioned for you to turn around, giving him a show. "i'd have you right here in this store if i could." your cheeks warmed up at his words, feeling your self esteem get a nice boost. "you're buyin' that one. can't wait to show you off tonight."

those words kept lingering in your brain, how he was going to show you off. it scared you slightly. you had no issue being photographed with austin, although annoying at times cause y'know...privacy. but why were you suddenly so bothered by it? you refused to bring it up to austin. you know he worked hard to get these reservations and you didn't want to ruin his plans for you.

on the way to the restaurant, you felt yourself get even more nervous, anxiety bubbling up in your chest. you really didn't want to do this. austin would understand completely, but maybe you'll push through just for him.

unfortunately, you were seated directly across from a window, perfect for someone to snap photos of the two of you. the restaurant was also filled, which didn't help at all. "i told 'em to put us in the corner." he sighed, looking over at the window. "i think we'll be alright though."

he'll be alright, but you? who knows. you just smiled and nodded, looking down at the menu and looking for something not messy, something that wouldn't have people questioning your eating habits the next day.

everything on the menu worried you, there was no safe option and you were definitely going to be laughed at on social media no matter what you ordered. you gave up and went with a pasta.

you weren't giving much to the conversation, just nodding along and taking sips from your wine. austin could tell something was off and you knew. "you alright?" before you could answer, the food was brought out and you looked down at it, questioning whether or not you should eat it or take it to go. "y/n?" he knew the moment you looked up at him.

you really tried not to cry or even tear up, it was all just frustrating for you. you wanted to eat the pasta in front of you, but your brain wouldn't stop giving you all these scenarios of what people would think of you.

austin pushed plate over to your side and stood up. "scoot over."

"what are you doing?" you asked, looking up at him.

"just-" he gestured with his hands for you to move. you moved your plate to the side along with your body as he sat beside you, shielding you away from the people there. it was a little awkward having you two sit on the same side, but it was kind of sweet. "will you eat a little bit? just for me?"

you looked at him then back down at your food, picking up the fork and taking a bite from it, covering your mouth with your hand anytime you chewed just out of habit. you could tell it made austin slightly sad, but he was just happy to see you eat.

he decided against dessert which made you feel slightly bad. "are you sure you don't want dessert?" you frowned.

he placed a hand on your lap. "i have something at home."

you only ate half of your food, too anxious to eat but well enough to eat enough to make austin happy. you'll eat the rest for breakfast tomorrow, anyway.

his hand didn't leave your thigh on the whole ride home, occasionally squeezing it and caressing your soft, delicate skin.

"i'm sorry." you muttered.

"for what?"

you looked down at your lap, watching how austin's hand gripped at your thigh. "ruining dinner."

"you didn't ruin dinner." he sighed. "i'm just happy you ate. i'm proud of you, baby."

you gave him a warm smile, but there was still that slight feeling of dread for ruining dinner.

the moment you got home, you put your leftovers in the fridge. as you turned around, you were met with austin leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed as his arms darted up and down your body. "austin i-"

"don't." he walked over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. "i wish you could see yourself the way i see you."

"oh, austin...." you rolled your eyes.

"listen to me." he moved his arms to cup your face, "you're gorgeous. you're the most beautiful human being i've ever laid eyes on. you have no idea how bad i wanted to rip that dress off of you and take you right there in front of everyone to see."

your cheeks got hot, a familiar sense of warmth running through your body.

"gonna fuck all of those nasty, little thoughts out of that head of yours. i promise you." he growled, crashing his lips onto yours. he caught you off guard, stumbling and having your back meet the fridge. your hands cupped at his jaw, letting his tongue slip through your mouth. his hands traveled all over your body, stopping at your breasts as he squeezed them through your dress. "love your tits so much." he muttered in between kisses.

you felt him hard against your thigh, only making you crave him even more. "fuck, austin-" you gasped.

you moved your hand to give him some pressure, only for him to slap your wrist away. "don't worry about me baby, let's focus on you." he pulled away from you slightly to bend down and hook his hands under your thick thighs. you let out a slight yelp as he lifted you up and brought you to the other side of the kitchen, slamming your back against the wall as he continued to explore your mouth, tasting the sweet, wine still on your lips from dinner.

you tried to pull yourself down, pulling away from his lips. "i'm too-"

"shut up." he met your lips again, coaxing you out of your thoughts once again. he began hiking up your dress to just above your dripping, wet cunt, tsking at the lack of underwear. he pulled the zip down of his dress pants, pulling himself out of his underwear and finally freeing his hard cock, glistening with precum as he wrapped his hand around himself, moving his fist up and down a few times. "see what you to do me? fuck."

you wrapped your legs tightly around his waist as your arms went to neck. "oh my god, fuck me. please." you begged.

he wasted no time and eagerly inserted himself into you, throwing his head back at the warm, right feeling around him. "feelin' so good around my cock, baby. keep those legs around me." he slammed in and out of you, watching as your breasts bounced along with his thrusts, the straps of your dress slipping with every move of his hips. "love this body of yours baby, takes me so fucking well. can never stop thinkin' about you."

there was something about knowing how you made austin feel, all of your insecurities from before suddenly feeling pointless. you wanted to appreciate your body more, after all, austin loved it therefore you should love it too. you were always so amazed at how much he loved your body, how he explored every part of it during sex, squeezing and kissing in all the right places. and now being fucked against the wall, his strong arms holding you tightly against it as he groaned into your neck, praises leaving his mouth left and right, you couldn't have asked for anyone better.

"oh my god, austin. austin, austin, austin." you moaned, throwing your head back as he hit your sweet spot.

"yeah, say my name baby." he slammed a hand against the wall as he moved his hips faster, nipping and kissing at your neck. "god, you were made just for me."

the sounds coming from the both of you were pornograpic, the sounds of your moans and juices filling the entire kitchen. you felt yourself getting closer, your orgasm bubbling inside you quickly. he knows it as he feels you flutter around his cock, earning a grunt from him as his own climax was approaching. "oh my pretty baby, love you so fuckin' much."

"aus, i'm gonna-" you whimpered.

"me too, c'mon. gonna fill you right up." his thrusts began to stutter, slowing down as his orgasm hit, moaning as he felt your walls clench right around him. "that's right, so perfect for me, good lord." he panted.

he kissed you again, pulling away and touching your forehead with his as the two of you caught your breaths. "marry me." he said breathlessly.

your eyes widened. "what?"

he let out a breathy laugh. "you heard me."

you didn't know what to say. there was so much to take in. he still had you pinned up against the wall, his cock was still inside you and he just came inside of you, now suddenly you're being proposed to. you let out a laugh, "i can't believe you just proposed to me with your dick still inside of me."

"still waiting for that answer."

you hummed, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. "let's do it."

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#austin x reader #the gif makes me giggle

[tomriddlehyperfixataion]

The summer of 1942 - Tom Riddle x reader p3

cross posted on Ao3

summary- Tom wakes up to his 2nd day at the Prothero home, and learns of a particular animal he's very interested in.

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Once again Tom woke up to the sound of chaos-though thankfully, this time there was no banging on the bathroom door and yelling right outside his door. Tom sighed, not in the mood for human interaction right now, and pulled his blanket over his head-blocking out the noise, but only slightly.

Being so used to the chaos of his roommates back at Hogwarts-Tom easily went back to sleep and woke up around 6 am, when he usually woke up. With a groan Tom sat up, cracking his back as he did so.

It was quiet now, and Tom knew everyone was out working at the shelter at farmhouse. So Tom got up and got changed, combing his hair into its usual style and going downstairs, making himself some breakfast with the ingredients Mrs. Prothero left out for him.

Tom looked out the dining room window-seeing Prothero walking about the field, a horde of dogs following her around, a rope lead in one of her hands. Tom snorted as one of the dogs leaped up and muzzle punched her, Prothero’s hands shooting up to cover her face-and Tom could see some of those teens from yesterday laughing at her, only to scream and run when she turned on them-the dogs barking loudly and chasing after them.

He supposed that was why Mr. Prothero told her to be nice to him, because she bullied their workers.

Tom made himself a cup of coffee(of course with seven sugars and cream, once again taking a plain sugar cube and popping it in his mouth) and went back up to his room, getting more of his summer work done and getting another book out when he finished that.

Around noon-Tom had finished all his summer work-which wasn’t new, he had always finished it quickly-having nothing else to do at the orphanage, and he couldn’t find anything interesting in his Hogwarts history books, so he put those away and went back downstairs, looking at the clock as he saw the horde in the dining room and hanging out on the porch, all eating their lunches.

“Afternoon Tom, good day so far?” Mr. Prothero asked, drinking a tonic water, Tom nodded, holding a book in his elbow-glancing around the room-seeing some of the muggle horde looking back.

“yes, so far.” Tom said, setting his book down and making himself some lunch-a simple sandwich-but it would tie him over till supper. “who’s the bean pole?” Tom turned at the sudden voice, seeing one of the young adults of the horde with dark red curly hair and freckles all over, tall and built-a side smirk on his face aimed at Tom.

“Justin, be nice,” Mr. Prothero sighed, shaking his head. “this is Tom, he goes to school with (y/n), and we’re hosting him until further notice. I’m sure you know of the London child evacuation?” Justin, still smirking, nodded, a few of the boys next to him looking quite mischievous.

Tom sighed through his nose, and here he thought he left his bullies behind at the orphanage, but those types of boys existed everywhere he supposed.

“And you call me a bully,” Prothero muttered as she stepped into the house-sneakily kicking Justin’s thigh, sticking her tongue out at him as Justin tried to trip her.

“Because you are!” Colin said from the table, a mouth full of bread. Prothero just glared at him, and when Mr. Prothero’s back was turned-she threw a towel at him-Colin only gasped and tattled on her to Mr. Prothero. “See! She hit me!” “I threw a towel at you, you twerp!” Prothero groaned, clicking her jaw as Mr. Prothero just took a deep breath, pinching his nose. “if I hit you-you would be crying!” With another sigh from Mr. Prothero, Prothero scrunched her nose at Colin and stepped back-returning to her mission of getting lunch.

Colin stuck his tongue out at her back, and was met with another towel chucked at his face. “I swear she has eyes on the back of her head,” Colin grumbled, tossing the towel down and crossing his arms, his plate clean.

Tom was greatly amused, and a little relieved. The attention was off him and on Prothero, and now she was snarking at Justin and some of the other boys, the girls of the horde already finishing their food and going to relax outside-enjoying the sunshine while on their break.

“Oh like you aren’t terrified of Viper,” Prothero laughed, leaning back on the counter-Tom only now realizing the matching shirts they all wore, all blue(varying shades, either dye or worn out) with a symbol on the left side of the chest. Tom didn’t ask what for-he guessed they were shelter shirts. Pretty much every boy sneered back or cringed at the mention of ‘Viper’, many going into the defense that ‘she’ was scary and aggressive.

“Yeah, she just doesn’t like any of you,” Prothero said, crossing her arms triumphantly. “she’s not that way with me, have you even tried gaining her trust?” Prothero asked, laughing as the boys just huffed. Clearly not.

“Who is Viper?” Tom asked, the attention once again on him-but he ignored the eyes, mostly looking at Prothero, who nodded towards the shelter. “A snake, a reticulated python to be exact, she was rescued from an illegal trade route a good while back-pretty agressive, but she likes me-dunno why, but she does,” Prothero explained, her chest puffing with pride at having the affections of an aggressive snake.

The boys rolled their eyes, one of them whispering that Viper only liked (y/n) because they were both aggressive and willing to bite. Prothero heard that and grinned sharply-cackling as that boy jumped back.

He was seeing why some of his classmates at school called her weird.

But he was very interested In the snake, a reticulated python! He had read about those time and time again-they could get to be huge, and while they weren’t venomous-they were just as dangerous as any venomous snake. They killed their prey by curling around them and suffocating them. Tom wanted to meet this Viper; she sounded amazing.

Now, if one were less awkward than Tom, they would ask to meet the snake, but Tom-not much for human interaction(no matter how charming he was to his teachers during the school years) stayed quiet, planning to meet the reptile after the lights went out.

A few hours after Tom was sure everyone was asleep, snuck out-carefully going through the house until he was outside-thankful nothing had creaked too loudly.

He went out into the field-quietly shuffling through the shelter building until he happened upon the reptile room. It was separate from the rest of the building, one wall had several large glass tanks, and the other wall had a large room-like tank, where Viper was kept; According to the label by the bottom of the cage.

Tom stepped further into the room-his eyes locked onto the large tank, it was a big tank, perfect for such a large snake. Tom could compare it to his room back at the house, decorated with tree branches, foliage, and a big water hole in the corner of the tank.

Tom’s breath escaped him as a snake rose it’s head from the green, it was a shimmering black that reflected like a rainbow in the moonlight that shone through the window. “Hello,” Tom said in parseltongue, and the snake drew up further-its beady eyes almost sparkling.

“A sssspeaker,” Viper said, her voice muffled through the glass, slowly moving towards Tom, and Tom stepped closer, pressing his hands to the glass. “and what bringsssss you here, hatcchling?”

Tom swallowed, not sure how to explain it. “A war broke out upon my homeland, I wassss sssent here for sssafe keeping.” Viper nodded, turning her head curiously.

“you will be sssafe here, the family that keepsss me is niccce, esssspecccially the hatcchling, (y/n) they call her.”

Tom just hummed, the mudblood had truly gained the fondness of Viper then-he hadn’t doubted it but to hear it from Viper had only confirmed it. “you hold her differently than I?” Viper said, sensing Tom’s lack of ‘affection’ towards Prothero.

Tom had nothing against her personally, her being a mudblood was really all Tom had to pull, she was nice enough-though Tom thought she was plenty easy to rile up. “I don’t know her,” was all Tom said instead of spewing the thoughts he had been taught by his ‘friends’ back at school.

He knew well enough to not speak those words, even if he thought they were true. He wasn’t stupid like Malfoy or Black, spouting about blood purity and mudbloods at the drop of a hat. Tom was smart, and if he wanted to have a comfortable summer and a promising future-he would keep his trap shut, even if his thoughts said something different.

Viper gave him a look-as if knowing something deeper and nodded. “very well, now go back to sssleep, it’sss far too late for a hatchling like you, ssskin and bonesss you are.” Tom flushed a bit from being mothered by the large snake, but nodded, bidding Viper goodnight and going back to the house, sneaking back upstairs and going to bed.

What an interesting summer this was going to be(this was thought sarcastically, but Tom had no idea what he was in for.)

-

Tom didn’t know what he did(probably said something at the wrong time, he did that sometimes), but he and Prothero were fighting now. Spats really, childish spats that kept Tom entertained-but infuriated him at the same time.

“Would you stop slouching,” Tom grumbled one day at supper, Prothero sitting next to him, leaning over her food as she ate. She swallowed the mouthful she had and turned to Tom, smiling sweetly. “Riddle, do you think you’re my mum or something?” Tom made a face-clearly meant to say no, and Prothero got in his face, scrunching her nose as she bared her teeth. “Then stop bossing me around.”

She slouched again, and Mr. and Mrs. Prothero laughed at her actions and words. “She certainly has a mind of her own,” Mr. Prothero said fondly and Tom huffed, rolling his eyes and pushing around some peas on his plate. “Yeah, hate that in a woman,” Tom grumbled, and out of the corner of his eye-he saw Prothero stick her tongue out at him and Tom whipped around-glaring at her.

And to think he thought she was nice; she was a horrid beast-she definitely belonged in Slytherin-unlike Malfoys certainty that any mudbloods belonged in Gryffindor or Hufflepuff-far away from the grand house of Slytherin.

Tom eventually sighed, finishing his supper and cleaning up-gathering his plate and empty cup and putting them in the sink-starting to wash them as the Prothero’s also finished their food.

Behind him-he heard Mr. Prothero mutter something to Prothero and she grumbled, saying he(Tom) was a prat. But with another huff from Mr. Prothero, Prothero groaned and wandered over, sitting on the countertop next to Tom.

He glanced at her once, and continued doing the dishes.

“Look, I think we got off on the wrong foot.” Prothero said and Tom nodded, agreeing but this was truly a good opportunity to rile up Prothero further. “I think we did too,” Tom said, placing the last plate on the dish rack and drying his hands, leaning back against the counter. Prothero nodded, glad to see they had come to a bridge of agreement. “but I appreciate your apology,” Tom said, hiding his grin as Prothero shook her head, as if offended by his choice of words, which she was.

“Apology?” Prothero coughed, furrowing her brows. “Who said anything about an apology, I was just trying to say that we-“ Tom quickly interrupted her, throwing down the towel he had been using to dry his hands and crossing his arms. “Please-don’t talk anymore, it’s only going to upset me~” Tom said with a jeering grin, chuckling mentally as Prothero huffed, scrunching her nose again.

“Fine-I’ll be quiet, I’ll be quiet if you will.” Prothero said and Tom nodded, crossing one leg over the other-shrugging a bit. “All right, I’ll be quiet.” Prothero huffed, nodding back. “Fine.” She agreed and Tom smirked-seeing another opportunity to rile her up. “fine,” Tom said back, holding back his laughter as Prothero glared and mocked his mocking. “fine!”

Tom had the last word-with one final ‘fine’ Prothero huffed, looking away from him, and Tom turned his attention to the room. it had been about five days since his arrival now, and he had finished all his school work-nearly read all his books, had explored some of the field, gone into the reptile house twice now, and now was having a spat with Prothero.

Oh, how fun this summer was turning out to be, and it was only the 5th day.

“You think you’re gonna miss it?” Prothero asked suddenly and Tom rolled his eyes, turning back on her. “Miss what, your talking?” he jeered and Prothero huffed, rolling her eyes at his taunt. “No! London?”

Tom quieted, shaking his head. “Nope.” he muttered, looking down at his hands. Prothero frowned, seemingly more interested in the conversation than she was before. “But it was your home?”

“It was a place I once lived, end of story,” Tom muttered, not wanting to talk about the orphanage or London. He had never been welcomed or liked there-more often than not called the devil's child for his odd eyes and even odder abilities.

Prothero just hummed, tilting her head. “Hogwarts then? You seem comfortable there, is that what you call your home?” Tom huffed, turning on Prothero with a scrunched nose. “Why are you so-pushy? Why must you know what my feelings are for places I’ve lived?”

Prothero threw up her hands, puffing her cheeks. “Well, I’m sorry! We’re going to be living together for two months, forgive me if I don’t want it to be awkward the entire time! Sorry for assuming you were more than just a stubborn prat!” Tom just copied her movements, throwing up his hands and stepping away, running into Mr. Prothero, who rose his brow-having heard their spat.

“Ah-thank goodness,” Tom breathed, pointing at Prothero and side-eyeing her-she had her arms crossed and was mocking him-angering Tom further. “please remove her from my sight!” Mr. Prothero sighed, giving Prothero a look. “What did you do to him?” Mr. Prothero asked and Prothero gasped in offense, gesturing towards Tom. “Me?! It’s him!”

Tom let out a huff from the back of his throat-throwing up his hands. He was done with this-muggle mess, and stormed up to his room, slamming the door.

Mr. Prothero chuckled, watching as his daughter rolled her eyes and jumped off the counter, kicking one of the cabinet doors. “Ah~ an unspoken attraction?” Mr. Prothero teased, Mrs. Prothero laughing quietly as she walked in, two empty wine glasses in hand.

“Attraction?! To that skinny little prat!?” (y/n) yelled, glaring at her dad, crossing her arms as her parents laughed gently, only teasing their daughter. “Have you lost your minds?!” (y/n) followed Tom’s lead and stormed out, only instead of going to her room, she went to the shelter and hung out with some of the dogs until she calmed down.

“They’re going to be a handful,” Mrs. Prothero said, hearing Tom stomp around for a bit and ranting to himself. “they were getting along quite well up until Wednesday,” Mr. Prothero hummed in agreement, remembering how the two had gone from civil to fighting in only three days.

 “Well, I think they both like the challenge, the boys are all scared of (y/n), so Tom is probably the first boy to not be, and (y/n) is much different than what he’s probably used to. I’m sure they’ll be friends one day; they just need to get over themselves.” Mr. Prothero said, smiling as Mrs. Prothero kissed his cheek.

“Wise beyond your years my love,” Mrs. Prothero said, glancing up to Tom’s room as they heard the pacing stop and Tom flop onto his bed-his scream muffled by a pillow. “I’m only fifty-one Bren,” Mr. Prothero laughed, kissing his wife as he turned, holding her close as they looked out the window-watching their daughter rant away to one of their shelter dogs.

“At least this summer will be entertaining,” Mrs. Prothero joked, patting her husband's chest and Mr. Prothero laughed, nodding along.

Oh yes, a very entertaining summer indeed.

-end of p3-

Yeah they’re suddenly fighting now, I feel like with Tom’s personality and rough edges, once he doesn’t care about being in someone's good graces-he wont be that charming boy all the teachers know him as-and then hes suddenly that cockney prat that’s easy to hate

Idk what I’m doing still lol

And yes I’m using Anastasia dialogue

#tom riddle imagine #tom riddle x reader #tom riddle #harry potter fanfiction #fluff fic

[johnsdcp2024]

A day in the life

I woke up today well rested and happy to stay in bed a little longer. Since starting on location I have been working my body a lot more than I am used to and slowly but surely adjusting. I am going to sleep faster than ever and staying asleep the whole night. I’m also waking up later and I think my body just needs as much rest as possible.

Chipotle was lunch and work right after. When I clocked in the first thing I was assigned was Cold Brew. I had to “harvest” all the cold brew made the day before as the first step. After harvesting I took all the pieces back to dish. While I waited for those to be cleaned I ground 6 five pound bags of cold brew coffee beans. This took some time and the aroma was so nice to be around. I still have small specks of grounds in my uniform from doing this. Next was making the cold brew. 7 liters of water on the grounds, 7 liters of water on the bag. I repeated this process 6 separate times until I was finished. In total it took 2 hours and 15 minutes from the time I clocked in till the time I finished. It felt great to take on such a big task! And do it efficiently.

There were cast members coming up to me and being like “you’re doing cold brew?? I’ve been here a year and still haven’t made cold brew”. So I felt awesome being trusted with such a big task.

There’s something so magical about going outside to clean tables and being surrounded with the ambiance of Disney. The music, the smells, the people wearing Disney merch. I absolutely love it so much. Also the guests are so friendly and you can pretty much go up to anyone and ask them how their day is going and they will talk to you. We are encouraged to do this actually. So as I wiped down tables, outside I couldn’t help but smile as I did so. How is this my reality???

Here’s a picture that shows just how happy I am.

I would take more pictures but we aren’t allowed to take any pictures backstage. Backstage is anywhere guests can’t see. That includes the massive break room with a working subway, salad bar and grill. We also have picnic tables where we can relax on our breaks or before and after our shifts.

[evan-witch]

Lilith Clawthorn x gn.reader (part 2)

Y/N pov.:

It started to get dark, so Ms. Clawthorn told me to go upstairs with her. Carefully she opened the door to what i was assuming to be her room. We entered and i looked around. There were books everywhere and plants of every kind. Suddenly I flinched at the sound of her closing the door behind me. “Oh, sorry. If you don’t feel comfortable i can ope-“ I shook my head. I don’t want anyone else to enter the room when im sleeping. I don’t trust the others yet. Especially the white haired one. I looked around the room again and saw a perfect place to sleep. About 30 inches under the ceiling there was a bar, probably supporting the walls, wide enough to sleep in. I looked at her and smiled. The bar was about 6 foot above the ground and almost directly above her bed. “You wanna sleep up there don’t you?”, she asked while looking at the ceiling with a concerned look on her face. I nodded eagerly. “Well how du you wanna get up and down? We don’t really have any ladders here.” I turned around and pointed at my back. “You back is very messed up. I don’t think you should transform in you state.” I pointed out the window. It was night and the stars were shining bright. “It doesn’t affect your back if you transform during the night?” I nodded. “Ok i understand. But how will you get down in the morning?” I pointed at the bed. “You wanna jump on my bed every morning? Really? What if I’m still asleep when you wake up?” I looked at my wrist as if i had a wristwatch. “ok this is just turning into charade at this point…. You…..wait? Till i wake up?” I nodded. “Ok take the bar. Just keep in mind, if you don’t want to talk that’s fine. But the others don’t even come near my room. I am here. You don’t have to be scared anymore. Not of me, not of them, not of anyone or anything.” I paused and looked to the ground. “Thank you”, i mumbled before letting my wings appear and jumping up on the bar. I nuzzled into my wings while she blew out the last candle. “Good night”, she mumbled when she got in bed. “Good night, Ms. Clawthorn.” I responded before slowly drifting away.

I woke up to a pair of plack eyes staring into my soul. “HOOT HOOT GOOD MORNING!” “HOLY SHIT! SWEET MOTHER OF TITAN-“

i screamed before falling backwards down and landing next to Ms. Clawthorn. I crawled behind her and shook her awake. “What…. Whats wrong?”, she mumbled still half asleep. “THE WORM WANTS TO KILL ME I SWEAR!” She sat up and blinked a few times before looking at the owl like worm. “Hooty…. Wtf…i love you but for fucks sake. It’s 7am.” “I just wanted to say good morning, yeeesh but it seems like some people are in a bad mood today. You no fun, lulu. Call me if you start appreciating a friend trying to say good morning,” he said before leaving dramatically through the window. “Alright, i correct my statement from yesterday. Nobody even goes near my room except hooty. He is… the house. I know it’s freaky but i swera he is harmless. Weird and kinda scary but mostly harmless.” I stared at her, still terrified. “I’ll talk to him later…” “thank you”, i said, still terrified. “Oh and you can call me Lilith. Calling me Ms. clawthorn makes me feel older than i already am.” She chuckled. Her smile was calming.

We ate breakfast, i started cleaning the house, ate lunch, finished cleaning the house, ate dinner, went outside to work in the garden and went inside as soon as the sun went down. It felt good to do things again. Tomorrow i would plant a few vegetables. Maybe even a few fruits. I continued to think about tomorrow while walking up the stairs. I knocked on Lilith’s door. She told me to come in and sit down on the bed. Id did as told. “I’m going to have to take a look at your wound again.” I took off my shirt and hugged my knees again. “It looks a lot better now. I’ll be done in no time don’t worry.” I smiled. Her soft hand stroked my back every once in a while. I looked at her face in the reflection of the window. She looked so concentrated it made me smile even more. The candle next to her threw funny shadows on her face. I stared at her, trying to memorise every detail in her face. Her eyes met mine as she looked up. She gave me a soft smile. “I’m done now. You should go to sleep early. It has been a long day.” I nodded, put on my shirt and made my way up. “Good night, Lilith.” “Good night, Y/N”, Lilith said. I could still feel the warmth of her hand on my back while i hugged myself with my wings till i fell asleep. I think this might feel like home someday.

Weeks passed and my wounds are almost completely healed. I often cook for the family, with the ingredients from the garden i had taken care off. I made myself a weighted blanked to help me with the nightmares that recently started nagging me. Lilith even teached me how to knit a plush owl. But tonight i wanted to ask Lilith something special. My wings were strong and could lift twice her weight, so there was something i wanted to try. When we sat on the bed and she was finished and i had to put on my shirt i asked her. “Lilith?” “Yes?“ “Do you want to fly with me tonight?” She chuckled. “Fly with you? I would love to, but Eda, Luz and King took my staff for one of their missions. They wont be home for at least another week.” “I know. But that’s not what i meant. Have you ever rode on a nylems back before?”, i asked carefully. Her cheeks turned red an she looked down. “I-i haven’t. Are you suggesting that-? O-oh I’m not sure. I’m not very light and you back isn’t f-fully healed.” This was the first time i heard her stutter. “My back is fine and don’t worry about your weight. My wings work with magic, not with strength. I promise I’ll be careful.” She looked at me with wide eyes. “But why? If you still want to repay me or anything i already told you don’t have to.” “No, it’s nothing like that. I want to do this. It’s something I’ve been wanting for…..a while now. So….so what do you say?” She gave me a warm smile. “How could i say no.” My face lightened up too. I immediately transformed and stretched my long wings. “I’m warming up a little before we start, I’m guessing you want to take some stuff with you? Now would be the right time to do so.” She jumped up and grabbed her bag before running through the whole house. I chuckled and went outside. I started stretching and flying a few rounds around the house. I landed as soon as i saw Lilith leaving the house. “Are you ready to fly like never before?”

#lilith clawthorne #x reader #the owl house #lilith #lilith clawthorne x reader #fluff

[umichenginabroad]

Last Full Week in Ireland

Hi everyone! This week has been action packed as usual with trips to Belfast, Killarney, and downtown Dublin. This week is also my last full week in Ireland so I’ve definitely been trying to make the most of it.

Belfast

On Monday, our program went on a day trip to Belfast in Northern Ireland which is actually part of the United Kingdom. In Belfast, we visited the Titanic Museum where we learned about the history of Belfast as well as how and why the Titanic was built in Belfast. 

The Titanic Belfast Museum 

After a few hours in the museum, we had a quick lunch before going on a tour of various neighborhoods in Belfast. Our tour guide grew up in Belfast and was an active Republican that fought during the Troubles several decades ago. He showed us several of the peace walls that were built to separate the unionist protestants and the nationalist catholics in Northern Ireland. Those walls still separate neighborhoods in Northern Ireland and nobody knows for sure when they will be taken down. 

One of the peace walls in Northern Ireland

Trivia and Karaoke

The UCD Clubhouse Bar held its first trivia night this Tuesday so a few friends and I formed a team and competed. Unfortunately, we took second place and missed out on a free round of drinks, but we still had a ton of fun. After the bar closed, we played Manhunt which is basically a mix of hide-and-go-seek and capture the flag for several hours in the courtyard outside the bar before heading back to our apartments. On Thursday, the bar hosted another karaoke night that we decided to go to. A few of us (including me) had quite a bit to drink because it was going to be one of the last times we would be able to before we leave next week. One important takeaway from that night is that singing the piña colada song with everyone around you after a few drinks is one of the greatest things you’ll ever experience.

Vitor, Noah, Me, and Nate during karaoke night on Thursday

Nate helping me devour some of the greatest Pringles I’ve ever eaten after karaoke night

Killarney

Since our program didn’t have any trips planned for this weekend, our group decided to go on a day trip to Killarney on Saturday (massive thank you to Grace, aka Groc, for planning and booking the entire trip for us). We woke up extremely early in order to be on a bus by 6:00 am to the train station in Dublin. We then boarded a three hour train to Killarney. Once we arrived in Killarney, a few taxis took us to a small village where we would begin a 7 mile hike. In the village was an adorable little cafe where I ordered nutella and marshmallow pancakes and an Irish coffee with Baileys. The pancakes were delectable and the coffee was also pretty good. Once we all finished whatever we ordered we began our two and a half hour hike through the mountains. The entire hike was picturesque with small lakes and charming little sheep greeting you as you rounded every bend in the trail. 

The entire crew during our hike. Back row from left to right: (Kendall, Noah, Aidan, Nate, Grace, Kate, Jane). Front row from left to right: (Emma, Me, Groc, Rachel)

A few photos from the rest of the hike

At the end of the hike was a boat tour that took us through a few of the major lakes in the Killarney National Park. The tour was just as amazing as the hike and ended at a castle that was renovated into a small museum. 

Views from the boat tour

After the boat tour, we were taxied back to downtown Killarney where we ate at the Curious Cat Cafe. I ordered a steak sandwich and a peanut butter, chocolate, and banana smoothie and it was one of the greatest meals of my life. 

True greatness in meal form

Once we finished eating, we walked back to the train station to return to Dublin. We arrived back in Dublin a little after 11 pm and didn’t get back to our apartments till after midnight, but it was all worth it. 

This concludes my blog for this week. Thank you all for reading and I hope you enjoyed it! Until next time!

Dominick Thornton

Computer Science 

Big 10 STEM and Irish Studies at UCD

#DominickThornton #ipeireland #umichenginabroad #ipesummer2022

[el-k4pitan]

A Day in the Life: Balancing Academics, Activities, and Adventures

April 13, 2024 (SATURDAY)

Woke up at 6:30 AM, feeling refreshed after a good night's sleep. Enjoyed a hearty breakfast before heading out. Started my first ride at 7:30 AM, picking up a commuter heading to the office downtown.

Took a break around 10:00 AM to grab a coffee and stretch my legs. Received a call for a ride to Itogon, helped load the luggage and had a pleasant chat with the passenger on the way.

Lunch break at noon, grabbed a quick food and checked messages. After lunch, had a few short rides around the city, running errands for passengers.

Rush hour traffic hit hard, but managed to navigate through it efficiently. Picked up a group of friends heading to a night swimming at Riverview Asin, lively conversation made the ride enjoyable.

Finished last ride around 10:00 PM, feeling accomplished for the day. Treated myself to dinner at a local restaurant, celebrating a successful day of driving. Spent the evening relaxing at home, reflecting on the day's experiences and looking forward to tomorrow's adventures.

April 14, 2024 (SUNDAY)

Woke up at 6:00 AM, feeling pumped for the big game today. Ate a hearty breakfast of oatmeal, eggs, and fruit to fuel up for the day. Reviewed game strategies and watched footage of our opponent's recent matches.

Headed to the gym for a morning shootaround with the team. Worked on shooting drills, defensive strategies, and set plays. Had a team meeting to discuss our game plan and boost morale.

Enjoyed a healthy lunch with teammates, talking tactics and sharing laughs. Took a short nap to recharge before the evening game. Visualized success and focused on staying mentally sharp.

Arrived at the arena early to warm up and get into the zone. Went through pre-game rituals, including stretching and listening to music. Played an intense game, giving it my all on both offense and defense. Celebrated a hard-fought victory with teammates and fans after the game. Reflecting on the day's achievements and looking forward to more success ahead.

April 15, 2024 (MONDAY)

Welcome to a glimpse into the daily life of a student! From early morning classes to afternoon study sessions, each day is packed with a mix of academics, extracurriculars, and moments of relaxation. Join me as I navigate through the whirlwind of university life and strive to find balance amidst the chaos.

Morning Routine (5:00 AM - 7:10 AM)

Rise and shine! The day begins with a hearty breakfast and a quick scroll through emails and class announcements. Off to campus for morning classes, armed with notebooks, textbooks, and a trusty cup of coffee to fuel the brain.

Academic Hustle (7:40 AM - 3:00 PM)

Dive into lectures, soaking up knowledge and scribbling notes furiously. In between classes, squeeze in study sessions at the library or collaborate with classmates on group projects. Lunch break is a welcomed pause to refuel and recharge for the afternoon ahead.

As the day winds down, reflect on accomplishments and challenges, jotting down thoughts and goals for the days ahead. Practice mindfulness or meditation to quiet the mind and promote restful sleep, ensuring a rejuvenating night's rest to tackle tomorrow's adventures.

From dawn till dusk, each day as a student is a whirlwind of activity, filled with opportunities for learning, growth, and connection. Balancing academics, extracurriculars, and personal pursuits requires dedication, discipline, and a sprinkle of spontaneity. Through it all, cherish the friendships formed, the lessons learned, and the memories made, for these are the moments that define the student experience and shape the journey ahead.

April 16, 2024 (TUESDAY)

In the bustling world of academia, unexpected hurdles often arise, disrupting the smooth flow of daily routines. One such obstacle is the humble stomachache, an ailment that can strike anyone, anywhere, and at any time.

I'm a student with a passion for learning (even if i'm lazy). However, on a seemingly ordinary morning, I plan took an unexpected turn when a sharp pang in his abdomen rendered me unable to attend school. Despite my best efforts to push through the discomfort, the relentless ache left me with no choice but to prioritize rest and recovery.

As I lay in bed, grappling with waves of nausea and discomfort, I realized the importance of listening to my body's signals.

While my absence from school may have initially been met with frustration and concern, my experience serves as a reminder of the vital role that self-care plays in maintaining overall well-being. In a society that often glorifies busyness and productivity, it's easy to overlook the simple yet profound act of nurturing oneself back to health.

As the days passed and my stomachache subsided, I returned to school with a newfound appreciation for the delicate balance between academic pursuits and self-care. My journey serves as a poignant reminder that while the pursuit of knowledge is admirable, it must never come at the expense of one's health and well-being.

Let us all take a moment to reflect on my experience and the lessons it imparts. May we learn to listen to our bodies, prioritize self-care, and extend compassion to ourselves and others in times of need. After all, in the grand tapestry of life, the most important lesson of all is the art of finding balance amidst the chaos.

April 17, 2024 (WEDNESDAY)

This day was a whirlwind of emotions and events. I woke up feeling groggy, as usual, and barely managed to drag myself out of bed for school. Classes were typical, filled with lectures and note-taking, but things took a turn during lunch break.

After school, I had basketball practice. We had a tough game coming up, so the coach pushed us hard. I left practice feeling exhausted but also pumped up for the game.

In the evening, I had to rush home to finish a big history project due the next day. It was stressful, but I managed to get it done with some last-minute cramming. To unwind, I spent some time chatting with friends online and playing video games. It was a nice way to relax after a long day.

Overall, today was a rollercoaster of highs and lows, but I made it through. Here's to hoping tomorrow brings more good moments than bad.

[arjunkapoor5]

          1 Week Challange

Meditation  2 Hours # 3AM to 5AM

Running 15 Minutes # 5:15 to 5:30 AM

Work 8 Hours

Eat # Fruits and raw Veggies only

SLEEP # 8PM

No Facebook,  instagram or any social media other than whatsapp.

[  ] Start Date 12_10_2023

[  ] End Date   19_10_2023

OM 🕉  Shanti 🙏

Day 1 @ 12/10/2023

Wake up at 2:30 AM, had a bath and went to brahmakumari Huntingdale centre.Thanks to brothers for giving me keys 🔑.  Did meditation 🧘‍♂️ 🙂 for about 2 hours and listened Murali from Papa.

5:15 reached home ,it's very cold outside dropped plan for running 🏃‍♂️.  Doing kapalbhati and pranayam at home.

Made coffe for self and started work from home at 6:30 AM

Measured weight at 9:05 AM. It is 87.1Kg.

Went back to bed at 9pm .

Day 2 @ 13_10_2023

Wake up at 2:35 am

Reached Brahmakumari Huntingdale centre at 3 :05 AM.Did meditation and read Murali.

Nice experience 😇

5:12 AM going for a walk, came back at 5:29. Beautiful 😍 experience.

Going to take a nap for a while as I am already ready for work. I was in deep sleep and woke up at 7AM

Weight 86.8 kg

Dropped Armaan to his school and kusum dropped me to train station at 8:00AM

I will be bit late .

Worked well today and came back home early .

Today is my fasting - Mata Vaibhav Lakshmi.

Had done my prayers and went to pick up Armaan.Had dinner and going to bed soon.

DAY 3 @ 14/10/2023

Wake up at 2:30

Took bath ,drove to Huntingdale centre at 3:05 today

Did meditation 🧘‍♂️ with papa, today papa read Murli.

Came back home at 5:15AM

No running today. As I am feeling too 😵 dizzy.

Kusum made soup.

It's Papa birthday 🎂 🥳 today

Bought a cake for him walking to nearby place.Today is voting 🗳 day so I am here to vote for the referendum. 

We went to Kings Park today with farron family.

Papa cut the birthday cake 🎂

Went to Hindu temple 🛕 🙌 next door walking and came back bit late.

Got the kids  backto bed bit late and we slept late .

Day 4 @Date 14-10-2023,

I wake up at 2:20 AM but feeling like not active so I decided to go back to bed and sleep 😴.  I woke up at 4:18 AM now.

Did meditation and read Murali at home today.

As it's Navratra first day , started with prayers

Bk brother huntingdale are visiting our place today for lunch so prepared lunch

We had a very big lunch and getting ready for the dinner at Kusum sisters house

We reached their place  at 6Pm. We had tea and dinner after that and left their place by 8:15PM

We are pretty late in going to bed today.

Day 5 @ 16_10_2023

I wake up at 4:12AM.

I did meditation till 6 :05AM

Went back to bed as Kusum has to go to work today. Someone need to be with kids.

We all wake up at 8:0Am ,get them ready for school and dropped them in pram.

Started working from home.

Picked up kids from school   went to park with them and played for a whole.

I fed Armaan with his dinner and went back to bed at 8:30 PM

It took so long for him to develop the kind of sleep he needs

It's nearly 10 pm when we all are in sleep.

No pictures for today  😕

Day 6 @ 17-10-2023

Wake up at 5 AM today , as it's just my body not allowing me to get up and have fresh Morning. Had a bath and did mediation till 6:30Am. Had my breakfast and went for office by 7 :10 AM

Had dinner and gone back to bed early today like 7:30 PM. Kids are not well due to weather,  they struggled to sleep by 8:30PM.

Day7 - last day and finish

I have not been too well to wake up early today.

Wake up at 7:00Am

Get the kids ready for school and dropped them and kusum went for her work.

Weight is 86.1 Kg.

#meditation

[estelle-lee]

FULL ON FIRE 🔥 - 10th August, 2023

so i woke up at 9:42, scrolled on youtube till 10 am, and then took an hour to fresh up and organize everything. it was worth the time. now i just need to study. i'll start with physics. wish me luck!

it's 1:46, took me 1 hour and 57 mins to finish physics chapter 2 cq. i'll finish chapter 3 after lunch.

it's 6:04 pm, i just finished physics chap 3 which took me 1 hour and 46 minutes and chem chap 2 cq which took me 1 hour and 7 mins.

so in a total of 4 hour and 50 mins, i have finished 18 cqs… that's a huge achievement lol.

i'll take a nap now cuz i literally feel DRUNK right now and my fingers are STINGING from all the writing (writing for 5 hours straight is no joke man…)

but yeah at least i did something! i'm proud of myself!

after the nap, i'll wake up and literally speedrun the work. no chatting. i'll finish the work asap and then finish chapter 3 of chemistry.

i need to do that real fast too, cuz then i have to finish general math chapter 6, 14, and 15.

i'll be finishing these today, NO MATTER WHAT.

and then i'll consider higher math.

but if i have time left after general math but i don't wanna write anymore (cuz it's normal for my hands to be exhausted after so much writing) then i'll finish the mcqs of these chapters i have studied today. won't be much to do. and if i STILL have time left or i just wanna study more. then ig i will start general math mcqs cuz i have finished those chapters' cqs but haven't touched the mcqs.

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lemme fresh up and take a nap now.

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IT'S ONLY 7:31 PM AND I FINISHED MY WORK ALREADY LSDKGFLASDKGJLSDKF

lemme finish my snacks now, then i'mma fresh up and go to study. also it's changbin's birthday so… happy birthday dwaekki!!! he's on live, but i can't watch it cuz of mom… so sad :<

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fuck it, i just entered his live and he's so damn adorable lsdjfklasdjf;aslkf

the cake looks delicious bro-

that's it <3 seeing him eating happily on his birthday and enjoying was enough for me :)

now i'll go finish my own food and fresh up :)

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it was nice talking to hikki, also finished my food. now lemme fresh up and continue with my studies :D

it's 8:40 pm, starting now!

back from dinner, continuing…

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DAMN my fingers are HURTING AS FUCK-

i finished the cqs of chem chap 3… this chapter had way more writing part than the other chapters i finished today, so this alone hurt my finger more…

anyways it took me 1 hour and 58 minutes, which i think is pretty good :)

i'll get on with the mcqs for now… once i finish the mcqs THEN i'll start general math… cuz my hands are literally dead rn

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50 minutes in and i have finish the mcqs of chem chap 2 and 3, which is nice.

so i studied a total of 7 hours and 38 minutes WTF-

when did i study and write so much bro o.O

has to be my first time lol ✨improvement✨

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mom told me to stop now, ig i SHOULD stop after so much studying… i'll study EVEN MORE tomorrow hehe

i'll continue with physics mcqs in the morning.

bro i've been trying to finish general math for the past 2 days now…

i live by the 2 day rule, i can't procrastinate anything for more than 2 days.

now i must finish it tomorrow. no matter what.

then i'll plan what to do after that.

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i guess i was on fire today. tomorrow i should be lava 😎

fine, i should wind down and sleep now…

good night~ <3

#dear diary #study motivation

[mycrazylifeagain]

Abandoned and Found Part 6

The following morning I woke up and started to get ready for work. When I came out, my parents were in the kitchen drinking coffee. My Dad jumped up and said, "Morning Princess, I made breakfast sandwiches. Here is yours, and I also couldn't help myself, so I made you lunch for today. All the stuff you need or could want to grow a baby."

My Mom laughed and said, "You know your Dad. When it comes to taking care of his family, he cannot stop himself."

Trying to stop laughing, I looked into the lunch box and said, "Wow, Dad, you realize I cannot possibly eat all of this. Even if I have been a bit more hungry than I used to be, you never know."

I sat down as my Dad placed my plate in front of me with a breakfast sandwich and home fries. I dug in and ate it all. My Dad looked happier than I had ever seen him. When I finished eating what he gave me, he asked, "Still hungry?"

Giggling, I said, "Yes. Oh my, I am going to be huge."

Dad handed me another sandwich and sat back down. He cleared his throat and said, "Beth, you work outside and are very active, and you will have this breakfast will be burned off by noon. So you know Mom and I are heading home for a while today and start packing up the house and talking with a realtor. Do you need anything from us?"

"To be honest," I said. "I have all my belongings, and with you both moving here, I want nothing to do with that town or anyone in it. I ask that you do not mention the baby yet, as I am speaking to the lawyer about the best way to proceed later this week."

In unison, my parents said, "Of course."

I stood up, went to the kitchen drawer, and pulled out a set of keys. "These are your keys, and if you want to store stuff in what will be my pool house till you move, you are more than welcome to. You can also move stuff to the garage if you need the space. By the time you all get moved in, I will have the to-do list done for the house, and we can make a game plan. I appreciate everything you are willing to do to help me."

Mom came over to me and hugged me, "Beth, you know Dad, and I would do anything for you. Do you mind us staying here on and off until the move? We would appreciate it."

"Of course, you can stay here anytime during the move," I said. "Focus on your moving first, and we can get everything around this house else done after you are in yours."

Dad gave me a look and said, "We will be back here Friday afternoon with our first load of moving boxes. So I would suggest giving me a small to-do list so I don't annoy you or your Mom over the weekend."

"Dad, you could never annoy me," I said. "I promise I will have a fun activity for you."

Dad sat down and drank more of his coffee with a happy smile. After eating breakfast, I hugged my parents and headed off to work. I got in my car and had to think about how I would break the news of the baby to my team.

#mycrazylifeagain.com #story time #storytelling #writing

[withlovelica]

Day 1

Some photos from last night as we spent it here in dad’s house because our helper left to visit family.

I cooked steak with potatoes and cheesy broccoli for healthy purposes hahaha. It was a simple night as it always was. Andre and I watched Hell’s Kitchen Season 21 after dinner while dad went to bed early.

at the stroke of midnight, I was the only one energetic enough to whip something to celebrate the new year! yanina invited us over for raclette and fondue but i was so tired for go to her house.

andre was not feeling the moment haha he would rather sleep. I had ensaymada, queso de bola and hot chocolate which was a staple during media noche!

the next day, i woke up at 6 am for an early run. the first decision i had to make for 2023 was whether to go up the short but steep route of ultra or a longer but much doable pace along st. paul road.

i finished my first 6k out of 75km! despite feeling so sleepy because i woke up at 12 mn. there was hardly anyone on the road which was unusual for a holiday. at this time, there will be bikers and runners but today there was none. i was alone.

for lunch, we went to rockwell to try the new burger andre wanted to taste - bored and hungry burgers. it is a crypto-currency themed restaurant based in california.

andre says this is how shake shack burgers should taste like but i could not tell the difference haha. i did like it though.

i had a different food in mind - chicken mami haha i was not in the mood for burgers.

after lunch, dad treated us to yogurt in pink berry.

in the afternoon, we slept till 5 am! Haha what a way to spend the day. and for dinner, we went to dad’s house for day 2 of sleepover! ate comes home tomorrow.

i tries making turkish eggs with smoked salmon on the side. we are trying to avoid rice for the moment. dad is watching an Ottoman documentary on tv.

first day of january is done!

#lifelately

[faghubby]

Swinging all the way down the slide part 6

I woke to knock on the door. I had slept horrible the tiny cage had woke me several times.

"Come in" I called out

"Your trainer is here" Kevin told me. I just jumped out of bed and saw a pink workout gear sitting on my dresser. I slid on the yoga pants and oversized top. And went downstairs. Where I met Nick. Nick was a typical gym rat guy. Worked out everyday. Nick took me into the home gym. It was huge.

"So we have to work on some key issues. First your ass" he told me.

"I don't want you working your arms or chest at all. We can shrink them down" he had me do squats till my legs burned. I was tired and starving. So when he tried to push me to do more I popped off at him.

"THEN YOU DO THEM" I YELLED. he grabbed me and pulled me over his lap. Pulled down my pants and spanked me.

"You don't yell at me, you don't yell at anyone ever again." He told me. I was crying and wanted to run and hide.

"Now get back to it" he told me

"Yes, sir" I answered

"Good you are learning" my workout took 3 hours. I was exhausted. When I went to shower. Kevin knew I skipped breakfast bought me a smoothie. I gulped it down. It was different but still gross. I showered my nipples where swollen and very sensitive. I looked thru my drawers and closet and realized I had lot more clothes then I had bought yesterday. There was also a whole jewelry box full of things.

I tried to do my makeup. And failed. Kevin walked in didn't knock. He handed me another smoothie and watched as I finished it.

"Can I use the phone" I asked

"To call who" he asked

"Oksana my wife" I answered

"Not this week" he replied. Then had me sit as he fixed my makeup and hair, he spun me in the chair and I was looking straight at his crotch. With out even thinking I reached out and held his cock.

"Go ahead" he said and I unzipped his pants. Pulled out his cock and sucksd it he came in my mouth and I didn't swallow. Instead I waited.

"Show me" he said and I opened my mouth.

"Good girl swallow" he said and waited till I fixed his pants.

"No one asked or told you to do that, you decide all on your own" he pointed out as he left. I put on a sun dress. And went down stairs.

Treasa was home. She was in the library.

"Tracy come here" She said she handed me books on edicate and submitting to a man.

"You should read all of theses" She told me.

"And I set up new social media accounts for you. Keep them current and an Email it's all excusable from the TV in your room. Then she dismissed me. I thought for a second.

"Thank you Ms Tereasa" She smiled a little and I left.

I went back to my room and found the social profiles there where lots of pics of me dressed or bent over. My friends list included my entire family. I had no way of explaining all this to them so I looked at the books. They were all older it was how to treat your husband from the 40s. I started on the first book. Kevin bought me a smoothie for lunch.

"The Doctor is here to see you" he told me as a well dressed man of about 50 entered the room.

"Please disrobe" he stated plainly. Kevin left with the empty glass. I disrobed. And stood naked in front of this man. He inspected all the piercings.

"Any discomfort or swelling ?" He asked

"No sir" I responded

He had me bend over and looked at my ass.

"Any diarrhea or constipation. Your pussy looks like no permanent damage"

"Any issues with your throat? Your voice sounds deep and scratchy" he stated spraying something in my mouth.

I just telling him everything seemed fine.

"I am going to up the hormones" he told me.

"Hormones?" My voice barely a whisper.

"The smoothie" he indicated. I was now panicked over my voice.

"Yes the spray will soften your tone after awhile he handed me the bottle

"Twice a day" he told me. He then gave me a shot in the ass.

"I will be back in a few days" he turned and left. I got dressed. Kevin came in around 4pm

"You are to be ready to go out by 6pm." He told me pulling a pink gown from my closet. I showered and touched up any shaving. Then got dressed. Kevin must have picked everything I found pink lingerie with the dress and shoes as well. I dressed in a pink thong. And demi cup bra with silicone inserts. A garter and stockings. My shoes where 3 inch high. Nothing I wore wasn't pink. Teresa came and fixed my makeup. It was quite heavy. I looked like a hooked. She put a pink collar around my neck that said Antonio's. And led me downstairs.

"Head down and be respectful" She told me as I stood in the hall. Antonio walked in. I curtsied another man followed him in.

"So this is Tracy" he said kissing my cheek. They led me into the Den.

On a table in the center of the room we're dozens of dildos. All big some massive.

"How big can you take Tracy? " the man asked. As Kevin poured them drinks.

"Show us" Antonio said. He unzipped my dress and let it fall to the floor. There was lots of lube. I found the smallest and lots of lube. Pulled my thong to the side and worked it in my ass. As the men watched. Several other men arrived. One picked up a bigger toy and handed it to me. I took it and removed the other working the larger one in. Some watched me others just talked among themselves.

Another man found a much bigger toy and told me to use it.

It was at least a foot long and 2 inches thick. I had barely worked it in when he handed me a thicker toy. Looked around and saw a dozen barely clothed woman taking men out of the room. Or sucking their cocks right in front of everyone. This one skinny man who watched me told me to use a bigger thicker toy.

It was 18 inches long and I could bare fit two hands around it. That sectioned cupped to the table. I tried over and over to get it in. Finally it popped and the tip slid in. I screamed as it did. My knees bucked and even more slid in. My penis flowed like a river into my panties. As now several men watched. The man who kept picking toys stood on the table and dropped his pants he wore no underwear so his cock slapped my face. I grapped it shoved down my throat he wasn't more the 5 and half inches. And he finished quick. He pushed my shoulders down forcing more of the toy in. The pain made me scream yet I needed more. I orgasmed and came as it dripped from my cage. Antonio came and lifted me off of the enormous toy. He pushed his whole hand inside me.

"Now you are broken" he told me. "You are mine forever" I looked up and saw Oksana

"He bought you from me" She told me. "Good bye Tracy"

Antonio shoved his cock in my mouth and I never hesitated I just took it all. And knew I had found my place.

[sorryimanon]

Character: Katsuki Bakugou

Parings: Bakugou x fem!reader

Warnings: 18+, characters are in their third year.

Word Count: 5.4K

The two honor students of UA so happen to be childhood enemies. During the succession that is exams, Y/N is determined to beat Bakugou.

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Exam season has commenced on the campus of U.A. Students woke up in a frenzied state, slightly nervous to the late night studying they’ll endure for the weeks to come. Not enough caffeine can energize them to be in complete motivation mode. A couple of students have taken the leisure of paying those to exchange notes, considering most of the questions will be going over every little detail in each subject. The exams don’t begin till next week, but a few of the honor students have already hit the books, not once indulging in a break or two till the sun sets. One of those students just so happen to be you, an inspiring young hero with the hunger for being on top of everything. Ever since middle school, teachers would constantly praise you on your performance during tests. It was no surprise to anyone when you aced the entrance exam to U.A, a remarkable score leading you closer to reaching your dream. Although your scores on every test was superb, someone else would occasionally steal the spotlight with by topping your score. That person in particular has been tailing behind you ever since middle school, another honor student who also attends U.A as well. Did you mention he also is in the same hero course as you?

Katsuki Bakugou is his name. A name that burns the tip of your tongue whenever you gave roll call alongside Iida. The man is a ball of pure fury. He exuded nothing but anger and hostility whenever he’s in a room. Despite his aggressive exterior, Katsuki is an avid academic student who manages to score excellent grades in each of his classes. For the past 3 years of attending U.A, you two are considered the star studded scholars, never once failing a test, midterm, pop quiz , you name it! Now with your hero course almost coming to an end, you were determined to at least score the highest result this exam season, leaving Bakugou in the dust with his inadequate score. Maybe have him crying in the corner would suffice the drawn out rivalry you two established. No one verbally said it was an all out war between you two, but everytime those test results are posted on the board, everyone steered clear for the both of you to silently react. Everyone awaits for the day when one of you finally snaps and start clawing at each other. But alas, only the mere exchange of a side eye and a curt nod. Deep down you do want to slap the smirk that always resides on his face during those moments, showing him you weren’t just going to let him win by smarts.

That’s why now you sit alone on the cushioned couch in the commons area, books sprawled around you like a protective barrier. You had your eyes glued to a textbook about the history of quirks and their physiology, a class in which you needed to spend studying the most for. It’s been a a few hours into your little study session, and you were beginning to feel the drag of how much you needed to actually work on. All this including your current homework and your mandatory internship studies at an agency. It was all too much to handle. So, maybe you do deserve a break.

Pushing the book aside, you stretched out your cramped up arms and sigh in relief. In the corner of your eye you spot a familiar head of ashy blonde walking into the commons room, books and notebooks crammed into his armpit while holding what seems to be an energy drink. Your eye twitched watching him plop down onto the couch across from you, never once paying attention to your presence. Katsuki then rests his bare feet on the wooden coffee table, opening one of his textbooks with the swipe of his thump. For some odd reason, this really riled you up. And it was clear Katsuki noticed too.

“Am I bothering you? Hm?” He smugly asked, eyes not wavering from the text before him.

You scoffed.

“No. Just, don’t speak while I’m trying to study okay?”

He clicked his tongue at you.

“Doesn’t seem like you’re studying to me. Looks like you’ve given up already. What gives?”

His comment made you even angrier.

“Given up? Kacchan, you’ve barely started.”

Looking up, you can see a faint vein forming against the temple of his forehead. His fists clenched tightly, crumpling the sides of the textbook. His eyes now were averted to yours. The crimson death glare, you’d call it.

“I was training with Kirishima, dumbass. So of course I couldn’t hop onto my studies earlier,” he started. Katsuki opens his energy drink with one finger, the pop of the air leaving the can satisfying to your ears, and took a swing of it. “Also, don’t ever fucking call me that. If I hear it from your mouth again I won’t hesitate to use my quirk on you.”

An intriguing idea. Usually you’d be the one to threaten your enemy, but Katsuki like always beat you to the punch.

“No thanks, I’d rather be harassed by grape juice than be blasted from the likes of you,” the taunt in your voice triggered something within Katsuki, causing him to tense up in pure anger. “Besides, I’m planning on studying all day till my eyes fall out. So don’t expect me to leave this spot.”

His smirk was soon on full display, uncrossing his legs to lean forward so he can rest his elbow on his knee.

“Oh really? Just so you know we have an early training tomorrow in preparation for our final exam. Wouldn’t want ya to, cha know, fail?” He didn’t even sound slightly concern for yourself and your future study habits, you can tell he wishes for you to fuck up your sleeping schedule to miss the important training in the morning.

“I have an alarm set on my phone so I don’t miss my beauty rest. Wouldn’t want to pass up the opportunity of kicking your ass tomorrow,” you held your mobile device triumphantly, waving it back and forth to mock him.

With the roll of his eyes, Katsuki returned back to his studies, leaving you to sadly resume as well. Before he entered the commons area, you were about to head into your dorm room to take a nap, but now you were obligated to stay put without letting him think you’re already burnt out.

Silently, you both continued on with the unspoken competition.

-

Evening struck quicker than you expected, cascading the soft glow of the painted sky through the windows, illuminating both you Katsuki in a pink hue. Thankfully, Katsuki took your words into consideration and never spoke to you during the session, giving you an easy feeling of relaxation without him making it another competition.

Already you finished your notes for advance foreign language, quirk physiology, and mathematics. So far, you were ahead of everyone else, with the exception of Katsuki. Occasionally, you’d catch yourself glancing over at him working intensively in his small corner, highlighting and jotting down every minuscule detail in his notebook. This was your first time witnessing how Katsuki studies. To your disappointment, his regime was nothing out of the ordinary. Then how the fuck does he manage to score high grades? It simply baffled you.

A stampede of footsteps was to be heard coming from the hallway leading to the commons area. After what seems to be years, you cranked your head away from your notebook to see Kirishima and the rest of the gang marching towards the direction of both you and Katsuki, who was currently shooting daggers at the group of friends. The red head was the first to speak out of the four of them.

“Aye Bakubro! Wanna skip the studying for a little and eat with us at NoodleShop?” His smile gleamed brightly, showcasing his shark incisors.

“Y/N you too! Come join us. I’ll pay!” Mina chimed in.

Noodles sounded pretty appetizing right about now. You skipped out on lunch, too engrossed on the idea of getting a head start for the exams. Now you regret the decision of leaving your stomach on empty.

But you still had so much left to do. And knowing Katsuki’s competitive nature, he wasn’t going to move an inch from his spot.

“It’s okay Mina, I uh- already ate a big meal awhile ago,” you dismissed her, patting your belly to show you were indeed, full.

As if on cue, a loud growl erupted from the depths of your stomach, the noise reverberating across the soundless space. Denki and Sero both snickered.

To your amazement, Katsuki got up from the couch and trailed over to the group, slipping on his red hoodie that was draped on the arm rest. He took a quick glimpse at you and smirked over his shoulder.

“Watch my things for me will ya, extra?” And with that they all left the area as a group.

You huffed in defeat and stared back at your jumbled pile of notes, the writing transcending from neat to sloppy text. At least you don’t have an explosive blonde sharing the same air as you for now. You reached into your bag and grabbed another textbook, this one being more heftier than the others.

“Oh well, more time for studying...” you said to yourself as you skimmed through the pages of Hero First Aid: Volume 6.

-

The beautiful spring sky soon was replaced by the expanse of darkness, the twinkle of the bright stars catching your eyes. The moon alone helped cast a sheen of light, allowing you to work in the dimly lit up space. Bakugou didn’t return to retrieve his stuff, all of which were sat untouched in a hasty mess. You figure him and the rest of the gang would have been back on campus by now, but everyone in class 1-A have locked themselves in their dorms since lights out will commence in a few. Aizawa has yet to prohibit you from staying past the curfew. As long as you don’t go running among the halls like a lunatic and stay strictly to studying, he’s all game. And that’s exactly what you did.

A couple of students murmured as they passed by you, saying things like “Does she ever have a life” or “All she does is study...no wonder no one has asked her out yet”. As much as the comments sting, you knew they weren’t true to your heart. Last year, someone in class 2-B formally asked you to the dance. To their dismay, you rejected them on the spot. Only because you didn’t have time to date or talk romantically with anyone. It’s a distraction to both your education and future career.

Okay, so maybe they were partially correct. At least you had your first kiss before entering U.A? But the person who stole your kiss was obligated to do so, after being dared by their fellow acquaintances. Nothing more beyond that have you explored with another person.

Submerged in your own thoughts, you didn’t notice the presence of the angry blonde, hands stuffed in the pockets of his hoodie as he strolled to the couch that had all his materials. He began to gather his things when suddenly he freezes, remembering what you said about not moving an inch from your spot. He’s astonished to see you cemented on the same couch, in the same position, notes blanketing your thighs along with the pile books pooling at the edge.

You really are determined to beat him, he thought. Bakugou can’t deny he’s impressed with your ambition and drive to be the best among your peers, even if that means sacrificing basic human needs. Like food and sleep.

Although, looking at you right now in this state, with your eyes threatening to close shut, mouth slightly agape, and hair bunched up in a tight knot, it’s clear you were exhausted. He spoke without realizing it.

“Hey dumbass! The fuck you still doing here, huh? It’s almost lights out.”

His brooding voice startled you awake, causing the papers on your lap to spill on the carpeted floor. Bakugou coughed out a low chuckle, amused by how the mere sound of his voice scares you.

“Oh it’s just you,” you said, disregarding how that could easily irritate him.

“Yeah, it’s me. Anyway you should be getting rest. You’re smart enough to know that, idiot.”

Even though it was a subtle backhanded compliment, you couldn’t help but to appreciate him acknowledging your intellect.

“I can’t. I have to go over my flash cards for mathematics and then finish this week’s homework for tomorrow—.”

“Holy fucking shit shut up. Don’t you realize what you’re doing to yourself right now?” When you didn’t answer, Bakugou slapped his forehead. “You’re gonna burn yourself out dumbass! Then you won’t have any motivation left to study for when the exams are actually starting.”

Stunned, you watch as Bakugou stomps over to where you’re sitting at, crimson eyes never leaving yours. He then props his leg on the cushion next to your trembling thighs, out stretching his arm to grab ahold of something. Too focused on the proximity between you two, it didn’t register that he swiped your flash cards from your hands. What is wrong with him? Does he want to sabotage you this badly before exams?

“Bakugou! Give those back! I need them for my exam on Monday!” you ignored how whiny you sounded, not wanting to give Katsuki the satisfaction he thinks he deserves.

“You really think whining like a bitch will make me hand these over? Think again, dumb-.”

You cut him off with a surprise attack, shoving his entire body to the ground with the force of yours. Bakugou’s arms were pinned above him as you tried to pry the flash cards from his death grip on them. Stubbornly, he wiggles his body to keep you from reaching his arms, almost knocking you off his torso like a bull. Looking down, both of you were in a compromising position. Straddling his hips while he laid lifelessly underneath you, panting like a feral dog. You tried to keep the heat from spreading throughout your body as you felt his groin rub against your sex, but failed tremendously when he can obviously see the prominent blush creeping on your cheeks.

“What the fuck was that all about?! Why are you so adamant about beating me so much!” He yelled directly in your face.

A question that neither of you knew the answer to. Why were you so determined to destroy Bakugou? Shouldn’t a fellow honor student be happy that another is also making their education a main priority? Or maybe there is another underlying reason, something deeper under the dermis of your skin that you couldn’t quite reach.

You further the distance away from his face by leaning backwards, eventually hitting the front of his thighs and kneecaps.

“You don’t understand. I have to be good at everything. I need this in order to be the hero I’ve been wanting to be. Even if that means neglecting my own needs...” you paused, unsure if Bakugou was even listening anymore. “That is, until you came along and ruined everything.”

“Hah?!” His reaction was incredulous.

“Don’t “Hah” me! It’s been your plan all along since middle school to top me at everything. So why me?!”

“Well maybe it’s because I’ve always looked up to you dumbass! Have you ever considered that!”

The words tumbled out of his throat as if he’s been holding off on the sentiment. Bakugou Katsuki, the abrasive yet studious boy, just so happens to admire you? Never it occurred to you that maybe, just maybe, you also strived to be the absolute best solely because of him. The way he strides into a battle with confidence, not an ounce of doubt that he’ll lose. His diabolical strategies that somehow works out in the end. Or the way how underneath that rough exterior, he believes he’ll be the one left climbing to the top, along with his peers. It’s his sticky pride that kept the rivalry between you two so alive. But was it really a rivalry after all this time?

Eyes widen at the confession, you stay frozen on his lap, fingers bunching up the top half of his hoodie. The silence broke Katsuki. For once, he wanted you to at least admit it, that you were also in the same boat as he is right now. So, he hesitantly reaches out and rests his palm against your flushed face, basking in at your sudden reaction to him touching you.

“Why does everything have to be a competition between us?” His soft spoken voice was uncharacteristic for him, you were so used to his gravelly tone after years of being the victim to it.

You felt the traces of his warm finger tips tickling lines on your outer cheek, as if he’s done this before.

“Isn’t that our dynamic? Competitive enemies?” The comment made him quirk an eyebrow at you.

“Enemies? You were never one in my eyes in the first place...” He trailed off, getting distracted by how close you’ve gotten to his face. To his lips.

“Then, what am I to you?” you leaned in closer, hoping to catch a glimpse of something in his eyes. You took notice that his pupils were dilated, making his eyes darker than usual. The hand rubbing lines on your cheek snaked around behind your head, taking full comfort on the base of your neck. The feeling was quite foreign to you. How long you yearned till days on end for someone to touch you tenderly like this. Especially from someone like Katsuki Bakugou.

“Does this answer your question.” Was all he said before smashing his lips to mount yours, the sudden contact making you shiver in his arms.

You felt him breathe out in surprise against your mouth when you took the initiative by swiping your tongue on his bottom lip. The kiss was exquisitely slow and intense. So intense that Bakugou forgot where he even was at the moment, too engulfed at the texture of your tongue asking for entrance. The fingers digging into the back of your neck started to hurt, but you didn’t mind the pain, the pleasure overwhelming all your senses. You can hear the harsh undertones of his breathing every time you slightly moved the lower half of your body.

“Stop moving, idiot,” he said breathlessly.

He knew he was fucked by seeing the smirk forming on your lips.

“Oh, you mean like this?” You then grind your hips in a harsh motion, relishing in the bashful look on Katsuki’s face.

He let his hands go freely, attaching themselves on both sides of your hips, grounding you to stop altogether. He sat in an upright position, encasing you between his legs and hard chest, your legs wrapping around his torso. Any other time it’d be comforting, but right now you felt like a bird trapped in a cage.

“Who knew the good girl would be so disobedient? Kind of hot not gonna lie.” He bent his head to where it was directly hovering over the sensitive spot on your collarbone. “Even when we’re just making out, you have to make everything a goddamn competition huh?”

A gasp left your throat once his tongue licked a clean strip on the surface. He chuckled, loving the feeling of you squirming in his muscular arms and continued the attack on your skin. His feather-like kisses switched to full on feverish sucking and biting. He proceeded to suck on the area, letting go with a definite ‘pop’, then returned back by making out on the bruised skin.

The combination of his tongue, the death grip on your hip, and the bulge protruding from his loose sweatpants was too much stimulation already. Before you knew it, Katsuki abruptly stood up from the floor, along with you, and placed you back on the plush couch. Your legs were wide open, giving him a good view of your white panties beneath the school skirt. You clamped your legs together after seeing the blonde lick his lips at the sight.

“D-Don’t be such a pervert,” you squeaked out.

That didn’t stop him from slipping his hand in between the crack of your legs, spreading them wider than before.

“Stop lying to yourself. You’ve imagined me between these thighs haven’t you?” The silence following his question was enough to suffice him. “Such a naughty girl.” Those crimson eyes stared straight ahead as he tugged your panties down a notch.

Here?! Right now? Why couldn’t he reside both of you in his dorm? It was literally at the end of the hallway. Plus, the thought of your teacher, Aizawa, catching you would be mortifying.

Your hand quickly latched itself around Katsuki’s forearm, halting him from proceeding his lustrous actions.

“What are you doing?! We could get caught you idiot!”

Katsuki grins and says, “You’re right. We need to find a way to shut you up.” Without preamble, he practically ripped the thin panties with sheer ferocity, causing you to yelp. You were about to scold him for ruining your favorite pair when said panties got shoved into your open mouth. “Remember, don’t want to get us caught right? Now be the good girl like you are and stay quiet for me.” Obediently you nodded at his order and prayed that whatever he’s going to do to you won’t be too much.

Katsuki hummed, obviously pleased at how well you’re going along with this. He wonders how far you’ll go till you break. With the swipe of his tongue, Katsuki dragged it up and down on the opening of your drenched sex. You mewled at the new sensation, legs already trembling as he his own salvia covered your folds. He bit and nibbled on the sweet spot, the clit, and lapped a few lazy strokes with his pointer finger in circular motions. Before you could stop him, he inserted the lubricant finger into your hole slowly, pumping it a couple of times to get you loosened up. Muffled moans perked up the ears of Katsuki. Looking up, he saw the beautiful sight of your eyes rolled behind your head along with the familiar tint of red on your cheeks. Just like the secretive slut you truly are, you swayed your hips to create more friction. Katsuki acknowledged your needy movements and dipped his head between your legs again, returning back to kissing your sex open mouthed. The lewd noises of him sucking on your wetness elicited a long drawn out moan from you, making Katsuki’s own cock twitch at the glorious sound.

“You’re so fucking cute like this. Almost coming from just my tongue and fingers. Fucking slut,” he said between suctions. “God, what were we thinking...we could’ve just resolved our issues like this every time.”

You grabbed a handful of his spiked up hair and raised his head away from your lower region. While doing so, you spit out the soaked clothed panty from your mouth, letting it drift off to the floor.

“Just s-shut up and do something about m-me,” you manage to croak out. You flicked your eyes on Katsuki and to the hand buried inside your skirt.

“Ah, want more than just my fingers? Could’ve just said so. Why are you being so quiet with your needy demands, babe?”

This newfound nickname plucked a heart sting within you. You shook off his snarky comment and stood up from the couch. If it’s a competition he wants, then it’s a competition he’ll get.

“Take off your pants and sit on the couch.”

Craning his head back, his own roar of a laughter bounced across the quiet room. Laughter dying down, his expression changed seeing how serious you actually were.

“Tch. Whatever you say dumbass. Don’t want you to explode on me now.”

He did as you said and removed the article of clothing, leaving him in nothing but his red boxer briefs. The bulge grew bigger the longer you stared at it. He laid back on the plush cushion and rested his arms behind his head.

“Alright, I’m waiting Y/N,” he taunted you.

One by one, you unbutton your school uniform and let it fall off your shoulders, along with your plaid skirt pooling at your ankles. Arms crossed on your chest you tower over Katsuki, who was surprisingly not staring at your goods, but your eyes. Beckoning you forward with his glare, you straddle him immediately, hands resting on his broad shoulders.

My, all these years of being in the same class and never once did you take advantage of appreciating how chiseled he looked in his hero costume. Sometimes you’d glance his way or pretend to be busy, but really, you wanted to see him in action. The way how his muscles would contract with each swing or punch. It was enough to make a girl swoon. Now you were swooning for sure. On his lap to be precise.

“Oi, you gonna do something nerd? My cock isn’t going to finish off itself.” His voice snapped you back to reality.

It took a few minutes, but you were finally hovering over the tip of his throbbing member, the glistening of his pre-cum coating your fingers. You teased him by rubbing just the tip against your entrance, lubricating the member even more. He tried to muffle his whines, but failed tremendously after feeling his tip graze your sex. Both of you were heavily now, anticipation radiating off of your sweaty bodies. Tenderly, you kissed him open mouth while sheathing yourself on his cock.

“Holy shit, holy fuck fuck fuck,” the vulgar words spilled from his mouth against yours as you bottomed out. You stayed in that position. Still unsure what to do and what you got yourself into. Pretty sure you’re torturing Katsuki by the minute.

“F-Fucking move," He growled in your ear.

Leaning in closer you whisper, “You have to beg for it then.” You nibbled the loose skin on the bottom of his ear and tugged it gently.

“Hell no! God-fucking-damnit don’t make this a competition right now Y/N.” The palm of his abnormally large hand pushed your face away from his. You giggled.

“C’mon Bakugou, there’s no harm in it. Just say please?”

“Fuck you shitty woman...”

“That’s not begging,” you pouted.

He pursed his lips. Bakugou admittedly is getting more turned on by the minute, and not just because you were practically inside him.

“P-Please fucking move. I w-want you to fuck me so bad you have no idea. Please Y/N...”

Smiling, you raised your hips to where the veins on the side of his member scraped the walls within you. It made your cunt twitch in pure ecstasy. Slowly, you lowered yourself back down, only this time you weren’t stagnant. You repeated the same vertical movements, clashing your hips with his. Bakugou titled his head back on the couch, degrading sentiments leaving his mouth as his hands grasped the sweaty flesh of your ass, squeezing it harshly every time you bounced on his dick. The tip of his member taking your breath away as it prodded the spongy walls.

“Yes- oh fuck yes. Ngh, keep doing that. Yeah like that. Hah-fuck, don’t stop,” he said between the constant panting.

Due to your rapid bouncing, your boobs were flailing in the air, occasionally hitting Bakugou in the face. Katsuki took matters into his own hands and latched his mouth around one of your perked nipples. You squealed at the sudden sensation.

“B-Bakugou...don’t do that...it’ll make me come faster,” you moaned as he grazed his teeth on your taut nipple.

For revenge, he tugged back the areola till it reached a few centimeters from your chest. Painful yes, but you couldn’t deny it felt amazing. He quickly let go and returned to sucking on the tit, lathering it up with his own spit. All the while you were riding him till the muscles and tendons in your legs gave out. Steadying your hands on his shoulders, you grounded on your knees to give yourself a better leverage. Feeling touch starved, Bakugou shoved your hands from his shoulders and laced his fingers between them. Like a missing puzzle piece, you fit in perfectly with him. Everything about you was perfection. You defined it. Sitting here watching as you take him well, physically or not, he was completely enamored by the mere sight of you. He craned his head to brush just the tip of your nose. A nose he unmistakably mentally captured because he loved the feature so much.

Although, he couldn’t think straight after that once you bottomed out again and rolled your hips in tune to his panting. You made a mess out of the aggressive blonde. Each time you swayed your body to the side he’d grunt out a low moan, trying to contain his usual loud profanities from waking up your classmates. Bakugou reached down and teasingly rubbed the sensitive bud, getting revenge for all the times you’ve pissed him off. Under your breath, you moaned out his last name.

“Say my name,” he grunted, hands continuing to expertly work on you from below.

Confused, you obeyed and moaned, “Bakugou!”

Suddenly, a painful sting sparked throughout your lower back. Eyes glued shut due to the searing pain, you whimper feeling a calloused hand smooth over the spot on your ass.

Katsuki spanked you. And you liked it.

“My actual name, dumbass. I wanna hear it coming from your mouth.”

With a thrust, you continue moving up and down on his cock, never once missing a beat.

“K-...Katsuki. Katsuki-Katsuki...” his name sounded ethereal, as if he was a higher being.

Katsuki returned the favor and fisted your hair in a tight knot, your scalp screaming at how harsh he was pulling.

“That’s a good girl.”

With a playful slap to your behind, Katsuki roughly shoves you to mount his lips again. Lips parted, both of your tongues twisted against each other, sharing a decent amount of saliva. He slipped out and pecked your lips a few times before biting down on your bottom lip. It didn’t hurt like all the times he inflicted pain on you previously. But this time you swore you felt the trickle of blood trailing down to your chin. The coppery taste infiltrating your taste buds only increased your arousal. What a masochist.

Bakugou noticed the pacing of your movements decreasing, indicating you are already feeling worn out, and steadied his hands onto your hips.

“Just let me do the work here, dumbass,” he said as he thrusted sharply into your womb, causing you to whimper into his neck. “I’ll take good care of you. You deserve a break from studying after all.”

-

You woke up feeling dizzy and fatigued, body aching from your toes to your head. From what you can remember, you were in the middle of studying when...

Katsuki happened.

Then you realized you weren’t in the commons area anymore. Somehow, you were laying in a medium sized bed, covers strewn over your naked body, along with a muscular arm draped across your torso. To your side you can see a passed out Katsuki snoring quietly into his pillow. Even when he’s asleep, he still looks angry.

Jolting upright, you carefully pry his arm from your body. No prevail. He’s got a strong hold on you.

He shuffled in his sleep and tightened his grip around you.

“Mmm...not leaving...stay a little longer,” he mumbled.

You rolled your eyes. “We both can’t walk out of your dorm in the morning. People will get suspicious of us. Not to mention Aizawa,” you retorted back.

“Oh? Don’t like the idea of ‘us’ huh? That’s not what you said last night.”

You didn’t need to look to know he was wearing his infamous shit eating smirk.

“Shut up.”

For the first time you heard Katsuki genuinely laugh without forcing it. You looked over and saw his eyes wide open now, staring at nothing but you.

“Whatever, you love me Y/N.”

“I DO NOT!”

Grabbing your face with his rough hands, he pressed a tender kiss to your lips.

“Go to fucking sleep nerd, we have a pre-exam in a few hours.”

-

(You can obviously tell I got lazy at the end LMFAO. This has been in my drafts for a LONG time. Also, this isn’t edited so please excuse the horrendous text that is this post. Xoxo)

#bakugou smut #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugou headcanons #bakugou imagine #bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugou x you #bakugou x y/n #bnha bakugou

[occhicerchiati]

28-11-21

What can I say about today? I studied the whole day. And when I say the whole day, I mean it.

• I woke up at 8:30 ish ... And studied from 9 to 12 am.

• I ate with my fiancèe a quick lunch.

• Studied again from 1:30 till 6 pm.

Then we came to her parents house and ate a very earned pizza. I'm quite happy about today and how my study sessions went. I did a big chunck of the book i need to know.

I think i'll finish annotating it tomorrow morning.

please embrace whatever make you happy! 🤍✨

#study inspiration #studyblr #studystudystudy #motivation #motivating myself #get motivated #creativity #spiritualblr #crystals #magic #lgbtq #lgbt #amore #harry styles #louis tomlinson #louis tommo #lesbian #mine

[arumin-arureruto]

Honeytea PT 2

Kyoya x fem reader and Hikaru x fem reader, Kyoya angst, Hikaru slowburn.

Warnings: none

word count: 1.7k

songs to listen to while reading:

What Am I by Why Dont We

Greek God by Conan Gray

hikaru’s outfit:

Reader’s outfit (your outfit can be whatever you want this is just what I had in mind while writing <3):

Cafe Hikaru and reader are at:

you woke up with the sun shining on your eyes, reaching out to feel the spot where your husband had been sleeping cold and empty, he had already left for work. Last night was emotionally exhausting, you had a fight with Kyoya and called Hikaru while your emotions were running high, even though you woke up feeling calmer it would still be nice to see him. You decided to get up and check your phone to see if you were still on for today, there were 6 unread messages from Hikaru.

“checking if ur okay”

“meet me tomorrow at 12pm for lunch at that cafe near my house, the one Honey got banned from”

“btw how the fuck do you manage to get banned from a restaurant for eating too much cake”

*picture of a single spoon inside a sink* “lol me”

“I should probably go to bed now goodnight”

He hasn’t changed a bit since high school, that’s what was so comforting to you about Hikaru. He took you back to a time where everything was much more simpler, lazy afternoons on the grass with the host club, drinking tea by the window in music room 3 with Kyoya, study sessions with Mori and Honey, getting into all sorts of mischief with Hikaru and Kauro, quietly reading with Haruhi, piano lessons from Tamaki…

All those memories started playing back in your mind and you started to feel all warm inside, you really didn’t know how good you had it. It’s not that you weren’t happy, you were married to the man you loved, you were one of the most respected and powerful women in society, what else could you ask for? But sometimes it felt like you were missing out on something, like your world could be so much more. When you mentioned this to Kyoya a couple months ago he suggested you try for children but you quickly shot down the idea, you were 23 and he was 24, having kids right now would be too big of a responsibility.

Shaking those thoughts from your head you checked the time on your phone, 10am. You still had 2hours before you had to meet Hikaru so going back to sleep was a tempting offer, but considering the cafe was almost 30 minutes away and you got easily distracted while getting ready it would be wiser to start picking out some clothes and getting in the shower. There was about 45 minutes before a maid was supposed to come in and clean your room so you figured that should be enough time to take a quick shower, you could just ask them to wait till you were done but you always felt awkward doing so.

After zoning out for a minute you headed for the shower, got undressed, put your hair up and turned on the hot water, you already washed your hair yesterday so there was no point in washing it again. You had always loved showers, the feeling of the warm water on your skin, the sound of the water dripping on the floor and the smell of all your products were enough to wash all your problems away. After about 25 minutes in the shower you turned the water off and stepped out, already missing the warmth of the water. After quickly drying yourself off with a towel you started massaging some lotion into your skin, first your arms and then your legs, this was your favorite part of your routine. When you felt that you had enough lotion on already you put on a robe, walked out of the bathroom and towards your walk in closet. It was september so the weather was still warm, today would be a simple dress day, or as simple as you could. Downside of being married to Kyoya Ootori: having to keep up appearances ALWAYS. After picking out a dress it was time for shoes, you gravitated towards a gorgeous pair of open toed gold heels that would’ve gone really well with your dress, but your legs were still slightly sore from last night so sandals it is.

After scrutinizing every part of your outfit and make up, which in the end you decided to go with a simple eyeliner, mascara and gloss, it was already 11:15. You grabbed your purse and asked someone to bring the car around. You hurriedly walked down the large staircase, excitement clear in your step, you got inside the car and gave a quick hello to the driver.

“Good morning Mrs Ootori, where to?”

“Morning Ryuzaki, Honeytea Cafe.”

“Understood ma’am.”

After giving your instructions you  pressed the button to lift the divider between the driver and the backseat, needing to be alone. You hadn’t seen Hikaru in person since your wedding reception, you talked on the phone occasionally but always for less than 2 minutes, this was the first time in months you would be in the same room again. Was it gonna be awkward? I mean you did call him yesterday late at night crying so what if he thought you were weird? No, no, this was Hikaru, your best friend since your first year of high school, everything was gonna be fine.

The 30 minute ride felt like it went by in less than 15, After getting to the cafe you told Ryuzaki to go back home and that you would call when you were done, since you didn’t know how long you would take. 11: 52pm, 8 minutes till you were supposed to meet Hikaru, meaning you had 8 minutes to get your act together.

You stepped into the cafe and scanned the place, 6 years and nothing had changed. Still the same old tall bookshelves lined the walls. The same paintings on the walls, and just like you remembered, peace and quiet. Since the cafe was a bit old fashioned it tended to attract an older crowd, old people just trying to enjoy their coffee and adults in their 30s that wanted a quiet place to work. While you continued to examine the room, lost in your own world, you felt a pair of slender hands on your shoulders and heard a familiar voice coming from behind you.

“Taking a trip down memory lane while blocking the way huh? Honestly y/n I thought commoners taught their children better manners.”

At first you were startled but then you quickly turned around to face the voice and there he was. Tall, mischievous smile and wild hair, Hikaru Hitachiin in the flesh. “Hikaru I-” you hugged him before you could even finish your sentence. You stood there with your arms wrapped around his neck in silence for a couple more seconds.

“y/n?”

“Yeah?”

“We’re still blocking the way.”

Oh right.

Behind you 2 old ladies stood with unpleasant expressions on their faces, you both moved out of the way to let the ladies through, they walked past you and muttered something about today’s youth having no respect for their elders. You stood there slightly embarrassed, heat rising to your cheeks while Hikaru looked like he might burst out laughing.

You decide to grab a table at the very back of the cafe, away from everyone else. After you sit down Hikaru strikes a conversation. “Haven’t seen you in a year y/n, how’s married life been treating you?” He propped up his elbow and leaned his head on his hand, keeping his eyes focused on you.

Damn so we’re already on that topic.

“We’ve had our ups and downs, what about you? How are you and Kaoru doing?” Hopefully he won't bring up your phone call from yesterday. “We’re doing pretty good, Kaoru actually started seeing someone a couple months ago. Cute boy he met at an art gallery.” You could hear the tiniest hint of jealousy in the last part, but overall Hikaru sounded happy for his brother. “Oh he did? That’s cool” you stay silent for a couple seconds before proceeding with what you were saying. “And how do you feel about Kaoru seeing someone?” Hikaru’s eyes shifted from you to the table and kept them focused there. “In the beginning it was weird, I hated the idea of having to share him with someone else but now, I see how happy he is with Evan and that’s all that matters to me.” He looked up from the table to look at you and smile, then he spoke again but this time in a more playful tone. “So are we eating or what? Man were you seriously gonna let me starve? Typical Ootori.” That comment made you laugh, you really did miss him.

You both ordered and paid separately, since you knew you would argue over who would pay the bill. After you both received your food you sat down to eat, while you ate you reminisced about the past and talked about all the trouble you used to get into back in the day.

“No no, you were the one that tricked Tamaki into dressing up as Haruhi to fool the doctors during the physical exam that one time.” He laughed and pointed at you with a piece of bread. “Whaaaaat? Me? I would never, I was just an innocent bystander” you defended yourself while also laughing, then you remembered something. “No but for real that one wasn’t my idea, actually Kyoya came up with it.” Hikaru stopped laughing but still had a smile on his face, he then asked you a question.

“So Kyoya…” There was a pause before he spoke again.

“You mentioned you have your ups and downs, I’m guessing yesterday was a down?”

The food that was in your throat had trouble going down, you tried to quickly swallow and answer Hikaru’s question. “Yesterday was definitely not one of our best days” You let out a nervous laugh. Before you could elaborate a middle aged man came up to your table and asked if he could borrow one of your chairs for his daughter, seeing that you were both already finished with your food you told him he could have the chairs and got up to leave.

As you were walking out of the coffee shop Hikaru tapped your shoulder.

“Hey my house is just a 5 minute drive from here, we could go there if you wanna talk more in private.”

#kyoya ootori #ouran high school host #ouran high school host club headcannons #kyoya senpai #ohshc #hikaru x reader #hikaru hitachiin #ohshc hikaru #ouran kyoya #kyoya x reader #ohshc kyoya

[kirencer]

febuary seventh (i’m seeing you)

Y/n and Spencer's relationship collide around a single day: the one where they first looked into each others eyes.

[Or, the all of the secret love letters they wrote during the beginning of their relationship]

Word count: (part one and two) 9.2k

Warnings: Language

Rating: Gen audiences

A/N: it was too long for tumblr, so I broke it into two parts!! Enjoy. GN! Afab reader (it’s important, trust me)

Part Two

Y/n looked up. They had just finished reading Spencer’s journal, the one dedicated to them. Spencer was kneeling and in his hand was a small box, the dainty ring he’d gotten years ago from his mom sat in between the white.

“Will you, Y/n L/n, do me the greatest pleasure by marrying me?” Spencer said with his anxiety showing through. Y/n gasped and threw themself at Spencer, wrapping their arms tight around him.

“Yes!” they cried, pulling away for Spencer to slide the ring on their finger. Then they took a deep breath. “Wait here.”

They disappeared into the two’s bedroom, rummaging through some things before running back with a black binder in hand. “It’s only fair if you see my unsent love letters, too.”

Spencer grasped it and flipped the binder open as Y/n guided him to the couch.

“They’re in order but aren’t as neatly organized as yours - I stopped writing before you did, though.”

————————————————

For Spencer Reid, february 8th 2008 10:17 am

It was yesterday, a little more than 24 hours ago at 6 am that I was on a bus. Tiny, white and cramped, but now I realize it was actually a ferry to the love of my life. Even though at the moment all I cared about was when I was going to get to stretch my legs next, it still buzzed with excitement because I was about to be in your city even if you didn’t come to see me, that would’ve been enough. Being three feet away from you is more than enough. Being Two inches away from you is bliss. But your head on my shoulder is nirvana.

But then, only two hours after I had started my d&d campaign (the moon isles or something) there was an urge to look behind me. I tried to ignore it but I looked anyway.

What I saw scared me. Not because I’m afraid of you Spencer, but because I was scared of myself. I wanted to run to you and hug you, but I was too scared of scaring you away that I didn’t. My head seemed to spin as a second glance felt like a hundred years. Then a smile broke out on my face and I looked away. At first I didn’t think it could be you, I half screamed at the two people sitting on the left side of me. “Don’t look now, but my boyfriend’s here” of course they looked and Sophia told me that you were walking over here.

My insecurities flared up, but I remembered that you love me, even though I'm tired and probably covered in acne. She said you sat down behind me and I risked a quick glance, or two, or three times every two minutes. I tried to act as normal as possible even though if I looked back I would see the smile that lifted your cheeks when I looked at you. It was hard to focus on my campaign because it’s cliche, but I could sense you behind me and I was shaking. My friends were hyping me up to say Hi and I was trying to not scream. I ran to the bathroom, splashed water on my face and tried to calm down. I ran back, probably looking a little too excited. Ok, I was totally too excited.

My campaign finished up, you caught me staring at you a few times and my friends told me you were looking at me anytime we all made a loudish noise. After that, you followed us to lunch, well, followed me. You stood beside me and I said Hi, you replied the same. Then you grabbed your stuff and seemed to have left. I visibly deflated, my one chance to see you and I missed it. Then you came back, with a takeout bag in hand and some fries. I didn’t mention it already but you looked adorable in your glasses, from afar they look too big for you but then you see the big warm eyes behind them. Your cheekbones are so nice and everything about you is handsome, even more than I could have imagined. Photographs don’t do you justice. I hoped you had liked your dice, I got the red and black ones but I was scared you didn’t like yours.

You sat directly in front of me and my friends (Deriasia and Emma) immediately made fun of me and I almost died. At that moment. When you smiled and laughed. My friends gave us their blessing, which kinda fit because you were as tense as if you were meeting my parents.

I asked you to sit with me during the next campaign and you did (we snuck you in without paying). You played with the first character I ever played (Bida the high elf wizard). I was almost too distracted to really compete in all the things, instead focusing on you. You let me use your journal to doodle, a weird eye and a girl. Did you notice me fiddling with my hands? If I didn't keep them busy I probably would’ve put my hands in your hair or grab your hand. I remember you asking me if I needed a hug. I said yes and I think that hug is the most important one I've ever had. You laid on me and I didn’t care what my friends would say, all that matters was you.

My skin in two weeks will not remember the feel of your hair, my lips will not remember your cheek, but my brain forever will. At that moment, physical immortality is not as important as the immortalization of those touches.

They linger in my head, fuzzy and soft on my skin but they’re there.

I remember you telling me not to buy you anything (i still got you a resin skull magnet and dice) I remember flirting with you, i remember it all. I remember how you know all of Sappho’s poems and fragments, I want to remember everything about you. I know I won’t, you’re the one with the crazy good memory, after all.

I wish I would’ve looked in your eyes and told you that I saw you. I wish I would’ve pressed my lips to yours, but then again there’s always next time. And next time I will, even if it’s right in front of the whole world. Because I love you. I really fucking love you and everyone can suck it. I love you.

And I think that’s all that matters.

____

I have waited almost six months to hold you in my arms, and now I wait longer. I hate myself, I didn't hug you. I should’ve.

I didn’t tell you I love you enough, I didn’t kiss you properly. I wish I did.

Currently my arms ache to hold you, my eyes burn to see you and my lips yearn to touch yours. I can’t wait to indulge myself in thousands of kisses, I hope they are as sweet as your skin. Kinda licked my lips after kissing your nose, cheek, and right under your neck. You taste sweet, I think I'm addicted.

I still feel the ghosts of your touch on my skin, I love it. I love you. I want to have your actual skin under my fingertips, to hold you when you wake up from a bad dream, to dance with you under the stars. Decide what song is ours and argue over how cheesy it is. Cry on the day we say our vows, cry at the birth of our first child, cry when they go to school, cry when they grow up, cry when I realize that we did it. I can’t wait to have life with you.

If there’s such a thing as soulmates then the word was made to describe us.

I love you.

____

I fell asleep, I woke up right before you texted me. I dreamt about you, in my mind I fell asleep with you in my arms. In my mind I am sitting in a cafe, right across from you drinking tea.

I prefer it to real life, by about an infinite percent. My friend came in and basically yelled at me to let him use my box, I told him to fuck off. I know I won’t be able to fall back asleep but I do hope to continue my dream tonight. Currently im trying to believe that you think i’m “stunning” it’s starting to work it’s way into my mind that i’m not ugly.

Spencer, I love you.

You have such an effect on me, the first week we were together you weaseled your way into my mind. You sprouted a tree that is still a sapling but has rooted to the core of my mind, slipping into my heart and spreading through my limbs. You’re almost a drug (the only one I approve of).

You’re poison, searing through my veins and warning my skin. But you’re not toxic, you’re candy, sugary sweet, something tangible that almost floats in and out of existence.

If you are a God, I am your most loyal patron.

____

Time is meaningless but it goes so fast, only eight minutes left to talk then my day ends. So many more ‘I love you’s I could say.

But time will not permit our love, that’s fine, I’ll wait it out till the end.

You’re worth it.

Seven Minutes

____

You always deny that you’re adorable, and that’s so adorable.

It’s frustrating sometimes because you’re so beautiful you deserve to know it. But oh well, i’ll just have to prove you are.

I told you I’d rather go on a date with you first before doing anything sexual. you also deserve to know your love is all I need, not your body (that’s just a perk)

You’re hot, sue me!

____

In the shower, I have most of my daydreams. Ranging from cotton candy clouds to a place where my parents accept me. However, the best daydream i’ve ever had is about a boy. A boy with chocolate brown eyes and a beautiful smile. Ding Ding Ding, his name is Spencer.

My dream is about his last name, well it involves it. I imagine myself talking to him while I say an important speech, in front of a crowd of people. I’m talking about our relationship, about how much I love you, and how much I can’t wait for the next chapter of our life to start. I always tear up when everyone is quiet at the end, and then you say what you have to say. It’s fuzzy and I don’t remember any of it (kinda want you to make your own in the future) but after you say it. It's time.

You say two words, so low only I and the person standing next to us can hear, “I do”

That’s the best day dream I’ve ever had, because I know it won’t be just a dream (I hope)

____

The best part of my day is looking at any photos from you: they always make me smile. Even when my day has been utterly terrible, your bright eyes are always a light in the dark.

I often don’t even need to think about you to have your smile in my mind, it’s just there, like a constant bright sunshiny beam. A single thought about you makes my day, a single touch my year, remembering that you’re mine makes my life a whole much better.

You, make living better.

I live for you, you’re all I ever want to have.

Je suis fou amoureux de toi.

____

So uh, you might have noticed but I don’t know how to talk to people, let alone talk to you.

It’s not that I have nothing to say, I have too much to say. It all bubbles in my mind and makes me jump on topic every three seconds. But when it comes to you, I'm stuck on which way to tell you I love you.

So, how about all of them?

I don’t need to focus on a single part of your face to know that it’s beautiful, but I do. All the parts work in harmony, like a choir. But individually they are still beautiful. I love every single inch of your face, individually and together.

I love you for your personality, I fell in love with a genius who is so much more than his memory or intelligence. Then I fell in love with a sweet boy who whined when I said self deprecating things. When we first met, I instantly fell in love again, with a shy boy who would look up at me from under his lashes.

Fuck, my mind is racing too much to distinguish anymore. But, I hoped I showed you.

That, I love you now, and forever will.

Happy Valentine’s day, my love.

____

Happy anniversary, god I can’t believe it’s been five months already. It seems just yesterday I was crying over whether or not I should continue liking you (i had told myself I wasn’t good enough for you).

Well, turns out I was wrong. I’m just enough for you. It doesn’t matter to me anymore if you’ll ever leave me, well, it does, `but there’s something more important, you being loved and being happy is what matters. And I can’t wait to give you what matters.

I love you babe! I’ll try to write more to show it.

____

My mind is a cavern of echoes, words (well a name) revertibrating in my skull.

The things used to be about art, school, anything slightly important.

But now, it’s filled with the most important person in my life. Analyzing the color of his hair (a warm brown), thinking of his eyes, thinking of his name and my name with a change; Spencer Reid (and sometimes Y/n Reid) has taken over my mind and burrowed into my soul.

I think if the red string of fate was real then we’d have been connected when we first met. Fuck, we are connected.

If we weren’t why would I have fallen in love with you? It was fate that I sent a letter to a wrong address, fate that I stumbled upon the boy that would change my life for the better.

Our souls are connected, being pulled because of the distance though, and I can’t wait to be with you. Not two halves of a whole, but two souls that fit like a puzzle piece.

I love you, and you love me. Even though I'm a coward.

When we have a daughter, her name should be Rhiannon. We will both dote on her like the goddess she is. Just a thought :>

____

You were in my house today. I think I'm dying, I'm wearing your sweater. It smells like you. I think you left it behind on purpose.

You smell really nice. It’s not like a cologne or anything, but it's nice. You’re nice

You kissed me. You’re a really good kisser. You should do it again and again and again.

I got the news yesterday, my transfer went in, I'm sending my letter to you tomorrow. I know you’re in my city but I'd rather it be like this.

I don’t think i'm going to write any more, don’t think that means i don’t love you!!

I am going to hold you for hours, I promise, I love you.

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Spencer finished reading and smiled up at his new fiance. “We were such dorks! It's crazy how similar we thought.”

Y/n nodded and looked down at their ring. “We were dorks in love! Um, so how do you feel about the name Rhiannon?”

“It’s pretty, but I don’t think we need to be worrying about baby names - we need to figure out how to tell my team we’re engaged.” Spencer quipped, wrapping his arms around Y/n before it hit him.

Y/n’s morning sickness, the weird secretive doctors appointment, and what they had just said. “No!” he whispers, a smile growing on his face, “I’m gonna be a dad?”

They nod and bury their head into Spencer’s chest. Spencer can’t stop the smile that beams across his face. He grabs Y/n and spins them around in his arms, “This is the best news!!”

He pressed a deep kiss to Y/n’s lips, then went onto his knees to wrap his arms around Y/n. “Jason Derek Reid if it’s a boy and Rhiannon Penelope Reid if it’s a girl.”

Y/n smiles and nods, “I was thinking the same thing.”

“Let’s be on the same page, forever from now on, okay?”

They nodded, Spencer’s hands finding place on their back as he pressed his lips right below Y/n’s navel. Y/n’s hand’s dug into his hair: “Forever.”

Years later the two do indeed wake up on a Saturday morning to impatient kids who demand to be made pancakes. Sometimes after a hard case they do dance at three am in their underwear. Sometimes they do a lot of things in their underwear. They’re together in every way imaginable.

And to them? It’s the most important thing that could ever be possible.

The End

part one

#spencer x you #spencer reid x reader #ao3 #reader insert #writing #pregnancy