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kairiscorner · 9 months

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ok, we started off with miguel, now imagine miles 42 with a genius, airheaded crush, like.......

miles 42 with an airheaded, genius crush (headcanons and blurbs !!)

he once thought you weren't the most interested in school or academics in general like most people he met, but he was proven wrong when you two became seatmates–he realized you actually had an amazing grasp of the lessons and wasn't just another pretty face at school; you had a beautiful face and brain.

he goes to you for help when he struggles to understand the lesson, but he hardly understands when you explain it in the most 'you' way possible, which is kind of explained through more onomatopoeias, made-up words, and a lot of stuttering since you're unsure how to explain it but know it's done 😭😭😭

"what i just... slip you the answers during the quiz?" you offered with a bright smile as miles looked at you with a raised eyebrow. "that won't be necessary, you'll get in trouble." he said as he tried to process the notes he took down, but you slid him a piece of folded up paper and began humming to yourself as you looked away from him. he opened the paper, and there, it contained extensive notes you took and compiled; and the best part was, he understood most of it better. he looked at you as you looked back at him with a grin.

"that help comes at a cost though." you said slyly as you sat back in your chair. "okay, name your price." miles said as your stomach grumbled. "how about you treat me to lunch, that'd be a great and fair exchange." you said as you got off your seat as miles shrugged and followed you. "you sure just lunch will pay it all off, or..." "if you're willing to pay a higher price, what about you take me on a date after school?" you offered with a grin as miles got a bit taken aback by your request, though... he wasn't opposed.

when he sees you dozing off in class, he always tries to wake you before the teacher realizes or catches you sleeping, but you always get caught and wake up on time when the teacher calls on you. luckily, since all this comes easy to you, you didn't really have a problem answering the questions, you just needed the question repeated to you and you answer quickly.

miles......... has never met anyone as amazing as you, like getting out of a 5 minute nap and immediately having the braincells and energy to solve advanced physics and math problems? he's falling in love with you and being blown away by you every damn time.

if you begin to ramble to him on stuff related to what you guys are being taught, he'd listen to you, it might prove to be helpful in the long run. this was the instance where he discovered you were a complete and total nerd, and his dorky ass loved you all for it.

sometimes, you stare at miles' braids and just get so deep in thought about how nice his hair looks, what it looks like when it's undone, and if you could one day maybe braid his hair.

"what are you staring at...?" he asks you with an awkward voice as you continue staring at his braids. "pretty hair you got." you said as you kept staring at them. miles instinctively wrapped the end of it around his finger and shrugged. "it's not that good, it's... it's alright." "oh, now, don't be modest--it's beautiful." you beamed as you smiled at him and went back to the worksheets you were doing before your eyes landed on miles' braids. "...thanks." he murmured as he went back to his own worksheets, trying to hide the flustered expression he had on right now. he thought about your comment the whole day and was so elated about it internally.

he doesn't flex your beauty, wealth, athletic prowess or anything--he flexes how unique you are. he NEVER shuts up about you to ganke, like even if he doesn't sound so excited, ganke can tell you're all miles can think about.

miles loves how, despite being airheaded and a little bit dazed at times, you're so amazing and insightful, so helpful and smart that he looks up to you so much.

"ganke, i honestly don't know how they're so... cool, like--" miles went on and on as ganke 'listened' to him as he played video games. "no wonder you think they're out of your league." ganke quipped as miles looked at him with a slight pout. "well thanks for reminding me of the hard truth, not that i don't think about it..." miles murmured as he laid back on the bed. ganke shrugged. "if you're so adamant about knowing whether or not they'd like you, why don't you just up and tell them?" he suggested, which made miles perk up and accidentally hit his forehead on the bottom of the top bunk bed.

"ow, and, wait, that... i can't do that." miles said with a pained expression as ganke opened the ice box they had and threw him a plastic bottle to ease the swelling on his forehead. "hey, the worst they can say is 'no'." ganke said, deadpanned, as miles groaned. "i can think of worst things they could say..." miles muttered as he thought of what would happen if he were to admit his feelings towards you, feelings he can't even beging to name.

when he confessed to you, he was honestly struggling to word it out, and seeing you gaze into his eyes without knowing if you understood or even liked what he was saying killed him inside.

"so, i... i like you, okay?" he finally muttered, looking down at his shoes and back up at you, who still had the same, sleepy-dazed face as usual. miles bit the inside of his cheek and got all sheepish, thinking he was a fool for believing you could really like him back. "...i like you, too." you said with a big grin. miles' eyes widened as his mouth hung open for a second, and soon, he spoke. "r-really?" you nodded. "yeah, you're my buddy, buddies like each other, no?" you said with a sleepy voice as miles felt his whole world crumble. did he just get friendzoned?

miles shook his head. "i meant... romantically, there, romantically, i like you." he cleared up, hoping you understood what he meant. you clapped your hands together once as you finally realized what he meant. "ohhhhh, then i like you, too, still." you said as you grinned again, this time, with a sweeter warmth filling your smile and cheeks. miles blinked a few times and stuttered before he made out the words, "you're serious? you understood what i... meant though, right? for real this time...?" he tried making sure so as not to make a fool out of himself, but all the confirmation he needed was when you walked over and kissed his cheek. "i'm serious, miles." you said with a mischievous smirk and held his hand. you were always the bold type, and miles admired you for that; he just didn't realize how much he loved that bolder personality of yours. "a-awesome." miles murmured, trying not to show much of his excitement right now and play it cool.

you giggled and interlocked fingers with miles, which he was not expecting, but he didn't dare to pull away. "so... wanna get something to eat?" you offered miles as he nodded, squeezing your hand that was in his. "sure." he said as he felt even more flustered, like he was melting in your touch as you led him to a good restaurant you knew. not only did miles just get a partner, he's on his first date with them. man, did he love you and your airheaded, genius self <3

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anantaru · 1 year

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𝐈 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐓, 𝐈 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐄𝐓

the temperature in sumeru continues to grow with the heat making scaramouche horny and frustrated.

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୨୧ WARNINGS: nsfw, fem! reader, you call him kuni, riding, frustrated kuni, unprotected sex, cumming inside, sweaty and messy.

"what the fuck?!"

the persisting, nagging heat in sumeru surely reached a new record today, scaramouche was sure of it, the lingering uncomfortable feeling of his clothes sticking together was bothersome and how thick the air turned, many people facing sudden difficulties in something as easy as breathing alone.

his shirt was already pretty tight, yet the way it was clasping onto his body was enough for him to wiggle himself out of it at last, angrily tearing and throwing the damp garment on the floor, leaving him bare chested in your shared modest apartment.

the lace of sweat on his chest was obvious to be perceived, he next, voiced a sharp sigh of relief which bubbled out of his throat when he was mopping away the perspiration that had developed on his pale skin.

his tense muscles fed into each other when he stretched himself, tilting his head left and right with lidded eyes, yawning out in a frustrated manner.

the high temperature that had constricted him from moving freely was dissolving just a bit upon hearing the door open together with the sound of you, or to be exact, the silent squeal as you walked into the scorching room.

"kuni? what the hell?!"

immediately, you unbuttoned your dress and spotted your boyfriend having a near on breakdown from the hot weather, the anger laced around his features nothing but a copying mechanism to survive the heat.

"how is it even hotter in our apartment?!"

you seem to be capable to read his clear thoughts, or that's what scaramouche thought the second you questioned the very thing he had been asking himself all damn day.

"i don't fucking know, it's tedious and nasty."

with your hand fanning cool air into your face, you paced over to your boyfriend who dramatically plopped himself onto the couch, his head thrown back with his chin held high, rubbing his damp forehead that his hair was sticking on.

in any other circumstances, you might think someone who had worked for the fatui in the past and endured the freezing cold in the cryo nation had built a remarkable resistance over any weather, yet he found the heat despicable, scaramouche would rather get hit by a massive ice block than endure any more of this living, roasting hell.

the flared, red expression on his pale skin stirred the tiny hairs on your neck, he was utterly adorable, struggling and pretending that he had himself under control under a flaming fire like that.

"hey, what if we take a cold shower together, doesn't that sound good?"

posing your question, you plopped next to him as he peaked at you with his indigo eyes, perceiving your unbuttoned dress loosely hanging around your shoulders, what a sight, his mouth watering.

"look at you."

his statement was direct, turning his head to get your attention, "cover yourself or the room will get hotter, do you want to kill me that badly?"

to say you weren't flustered by his passive aggressive compliment would be a blatant lie, yet today you didn't want to give him the benefit of triumphing over you.

rolling your eyes you attempted to move away but got stopped in the end by both of his strong hands suddenly holding your waist down, a self satisfied smirk concealing his handsome, facial features.

"come on now, don't tell me you really thought i was being serious?"

how comfortable it was for him, that you clearly knew how he acted sometimes as he didn't feel the need to explain himself, ever.

"who even knows what you're serious about and what you aren't."

with you spending a lot of time taunting him, you surely were certain what right buttons to push to tickle the desired reaction out of your boyfriend.

unable to suppress a laugh, scaramouche proceeded to shift himself to your body, the small indifference of your breathing being enough evidence that whatever he was doing right now clearly coaxed a reaction out of you, one he knew very well.

"i'm very serious about this right now."

setting as to proving you wrong, he leaned in to abruptly kiss you, squeezing the sides of your hips to pull you onto his lap with you straddling him. Overlaid with the faint scent of clean sweat, you deepened your connection and placed your hands onto his naked chest, adding your tongue.

"how serious?"

there it was, the early sexual tension, the one you happen to experience whenever you shared a room, more so whenever you pressed your lips together, tongue's dancing in tandem.

"never been more serious before, dear."

scaramouche ended the sentence with an alluring smirk as he inclined his face towards yours a bit more and laid his hands over the flimsy material of your dress, drawing it off your shoulders in a fastened manner.

clearly witnessing the sudden urge in him, you ran your fingerpads down his sweat covered stomach with the curves of his natural muscles glowing. Drawing his breath in with each stroke of your hand prancing lower to his groin, his hungry kisses exposed him off his need, his arms flexing around you to press you close.

how immensely grateful he was that his pants weren't as tight as his shirt prior, his cock being semi erect now as it rested right within your clothed pussy, the blood in his veins pumping and throbbing through it.

your inability to speak out seemed to be related to the fact that you were very much enjoying this right now, the hurling inferno in your apartment coming secondary, almost forgotten when you stilled your fingers on his waist at last, hooking your skillful digits into the waistband to pull him out off his confinements.

at this point, you weren't bothered by anything anymore, lazily dragging his pants down together with his boxers until the garments hit his knees before studying his eyes, intoxicated with a haze of euphoria.

"what are you waiting for? kiss me." as flowers opened back in spring, so did your heart whenever you heard his rough familiar voice on you, all the more pleading without him actually begging.

naturally, doing as he says, you trailed yourself back into him to place your lips together, the rest of his breathing was lost against your parted mouth. Careful, you gently nibbled on his lower lip, the light sucks made his whole body tremble in significant shivers.

scaramouche groaned softly under your touch, gentleness being the very thing he longed for as he placed both hands on your wet chest, gathering you and tangling together.

there was nothing more bewitching than your breasts in his eyes, the beauty of your mounds being enhanced by the faint outline of sweat entwined around the raw curves, glistering.

rolling your nipples in between his thumb and pointer finger, you squealed into his mouth, involuntarily grinding yourself into his now fully erected cock, catching him off guard with the air getting stuck in his throat.

completely unyielding, raw, with so much emotions you thought your mind would turn blank and dizzy, on the brink of passing out.

at once, the heat was spreading into your body, one, that wasn't akin to the high temperature in sumeru, but one that came from you and your soul alone.

his touches on your breasts felt like pure liquid, soothing and wet when he drifted back to your lower region, hooking his skilled fingers into the flimsy material of your panties to messily draw them aside, exposing your aching pussy to the warm room.

fuck, scaramouche couldn't believe his eyes, honeyed fire displaying itself on his widened pupils. How wet you had gotten and how sinful it melted together with the sweat on your bodies.

he needed to feel you right now, make love to you and fill you up with another filthy essence, more so possessively mark you from the very inside.

everything about you was natural and he loved it, craved it, his hand getting a hold of his stiff cock resting on his stomach as he took it, motioning a small tunnel with his fingers to stroke himself while you continued to suck on his tongue.

you got the message, how could you not? whenever scaramouche got needy it was evident, he wouldn't admit to it, so you proceeded to study his body responses, how his breathing hitched, how the grip on his hands got harder and the most important part, how his eyes glowed with that yearned sweetness, searching your scorching touch.

your folds were so soft and your pussy so warm, squishy, so responsive to his touch when he flicked his cock head over your prickling clit, aligning himself with your fluttering hole next as he beckoned you to retract your body a bit.

"sit on it." even with you practically being on top, it still felt as if scaramouche towered over you, the sheer control and authority in his aura was heavy on your skin, yet alluring and somehow made you yearn him further, it reminded you on his past as a harbinger.

through gritted teeth, you sat down to take him in one by one, your sharp fingernails digging into his shoulders as he helped you with one of his hands while the other one held his cock up so you could properly engulf him.

the second you greedily swallowed him up fully, you both moaned into another developing kiss, his eyes half opened as he watched you through his lashes, your chests sticking together yet none of you seem to care, more so was it a positive aspect now, aiding you in being intimate.

scaramouche realized you were more wet than usual, you felt so mushy and soft it was maddening to him, both your natural lubricants made it fairly easier to slip in without you feeling a huge amount of discomfort.

he wanted to do more than just stimulate you, you've been unreservedly good to him, any time, the last thing he wanted to do was actually hurt you or give you any form of discomfort.

still remembering that one time you showed him that it was okay to crave intimacy, cradling and caressing his body, till this day said moment was proceeded to be engraved in him.

scaramouche was holding it close and applying it whenever he got to make love to you.

his cock was hot and hard within your sobbing walls, grazing over the tingling flesh with the hardened veins that was pulsating with blood. Your hole was buckling around his girth, making it quite difficult for you to move without his added strength.

at first, your grinding was soft and slow, needy but tender, scaramouche gave you enough time to find your own rhythm as he began to breathe through his mouth, the hot air swirling over your bodies and doing you no favor, at all.

fascinated at the way you were circling your hips on him, his moans stuttered in his throat, his head slightly lolled back to indulge in your filth covered beauty.

and here he thought you couldn't get any sexier, not with sweat and perspiration dwelling on your breasts and being embedded right above your collarbone, yet here you were, glowing and taking the lead from him, chasing your orgasm energetically.

you lowered your head into him, resting your foreheads together as he helped you back and forth his impressive shaft, your tight, pretty pussy being more comfortable with his well packed groin, gradually swallowing him in and out.

hips lifting, another long moan, grinding down, the technique you went for had your heart thumping under your ribcage, his face displaying that he obviously enjoyed you and drank up everything you gifted him with.

"faster, f-fuck." he asked breathlessly, astonished by your ravishing tempo as you cried out upon feeling him abruptly thrust up, your body falling further.

the dominant motion that was actually dictated by the pace of his ruts into you had your mind feel heavy, your toes were curling when his swollen tip remotely hit into your sweet spots, one time, two times, fuck, your orgasm was so close you could practically taste it on the tip of your tongue.

scaramouche had his eyes pierced in where your bodies connected and his cock disappeared in you, your fluids were dribbling down his shaft with a faint layer of your essence appearing.

not really being surprised by the sheer amount of slick, there was a barely visible white ring of pure bliss entangled over his girth. The sounds of joy and glee rolled over the walls and were hitting his ears, the next groan coming right from his belly where his climax was building up.

"I-i'm so close kuni."

the sight of your brows scrunched together and you showing him a desperate expression was exhilarating. You could perceive the echo of strain in your thighs from how hard you were pressing and grinding onto him, ignoring the ache, the tingling sensation in your pussy being far too delicious to stop yourself from swallowing his cock now.

"lets cum together."

with those words, he sealed your fate, pulling his hands off your waist only to brand them on your cheeks, forcefully drawing you into a starving kiss as the both of you released, moaning into your parted mouth with drool lolling out of the corners of your lips, staining your chin.

"f-fuck, fuck." the wet heat and the significance of having him so deep in you and in that position as well, seemed to be enough to shower you with overstimulation, your hips giving out at last when he abruptly, in a sliding second, looped his arms over your waist to push you onto your back, shoving you into the couch when he rammed his hips forward in a hungry pace, riding your climax out with his aching cock.

how desperately you wanted to cry out his name with scaramouche towering over you now, moan out screamingly yet his tempo was otherworldly, your mouth was as dry as the desert with your throat being tied together. Nothing came out of your mouth, only dying words as you bathed in overstimulation with your mouth gaped open while he fucked you silly.

with that, his heavy member twitched within your velvety insides, overflowing, spilling himself into you and painting your abused walls with white ribbons of warm cum. it was runny and sticky, he came too much as you didn't have the space to keep it all in, his seed dribbled out of your fluttering hole and just enough so that it ran over your behind.

it was too much, truly, the warm temperature and your hot body ultimately made him collapse on top of your wet body, his head resting in the nook of your neck with his uneven pants coating the sweaty, thin skin.

"archons, you're crazy." you tucked him into your arms as he laughed at your sentence, for once passing up on the opportunity to say anything snarky back to you right away, far too spend to even move an inch.

"just noticed that now?"

even without seeing your boyfriend, you knew he had a prideful smirk painted on his face, he could clearly perceive your back still being arched and your body shivering, shaking from aftershocks that had an electrifying intensity in them.

when you loosened the tension in your muscles, you laid into the soft, damp cushions of your couch, scaramouche grasped onto the left over energy he had as he pulled himself out of your core, your slick and his cum stuffed you full as it drizzled out.

"what a mess."

you dared to peak on your lower region yourself, your body was glowing and sweaty, yet his face, it told you a different story.

for once, he had a smile, that one that was normally built shown on blueprints promising warmth, satisfaction and utter love.

all of a sudden, scaramouche got up much to your surprise, sliding down his pants from his knees as he finally wiggled himself out of them, leaving him standing bare for your eyes to relish in.

"lets take the cold shower you were talking about now."

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vinnyhongnsfwgurl · 3 months

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1st Vinny Hong FanFic? I literally have no idea what this should be LOL

Hello all Windbreaker fans and Vinny Hong lovers. This is my first Vinny Hong x female reader fanfic. I hope you enjoy and comments/feedback is always welcome! Thanks :3

So, I didn't realize what kind of fanfic this would be after I finished writing it LMAO. Complete despair and heartbreak hahaha. I just chose to write and not think to hard. tbh I'm pretty happy with it. Let me know what you think :) .... also I did not proof read haha I am lazy.

I think I'll do a part 2 to this one!

"y/n? ...... y/n?"

"Y/N?!"

You're head snaps up to look at your mother sitting in the hospital bed next to you. She looked at you slightly worried.

She tilted her head as she asked "Are you okay? I called your name multiple times."

You sat up straighter in your chair and nodded. "Yes. Sorry. I, uh, just got lost in my thoughts for a moment." A lot had happened in the past couple of weeks. My mother got very sick and ended up in the hospital for a second time, nearly dying due to a brain aneurysm. It had put a lot of stress on every part of our lives, mostly financially. We weren't poor, but we certainly did not have the luxury to not work and stay in the hospital for extended periods.

I had thought about picking up extra hours at my part-time job, but I knew it wouldn't help much and I knew my studies would suffer. I was already struggling to keep my grades up. Besides my part-time job, I had to train for the upcoming final race of League of Streets. I was a part of Hummingbird and it was amazing but like my personal life, it was a mess. So much had happened with our team.

The most recent event was Vinny leaving our team deciding to ride with the Ghost crew. He started doing small races for money, which were broadcasted online. I had seen a few. Everyone was confused and upset including me. The whole reason we created Hummingbird was to compete in LOS and win the price money for Vinny's mother but I guess he had different plans in mind.

"It'll be okay honey" my mom said as she reached for my hand. I let let her hold my hand. It was warm and reassuring.

I smiled. "I know mom. I'm glad you're alright .... I was really scared actually." I could feel the pressure behind my eyes build up.

My mom started tearing up. "I know. I know y/n. but it's okay, I'm okay." She squeezed my hand.

I just nodded. "yeah."

After a few minutes and making sure my mother didn't need anything, I hugged her goodbye and started making my way out of the hospital. I took a seat on a bench that was stationed right next to the entrance of hospital. I had taken a bus here and planned on taking it to get back home. It only took me ten minutes to get to the bus stop, so I had a bit of time before I had to leave. I was really tired and too stressed. I found myself looking for more quiet moments out of my day.

I looked out toward the street across from the hospital. It was already dark out, but there was quite a bit of traffic. Honking interrupted the empty, docile night every now and than.

I heard footsteps come around the corner that ended abruptly once they caught up to the bench I was sitting at. As I turned my head to see what or who it was, I hear a familiar voice.

"What are you doing here?"

Vinny. It was all I thought as my eyes met his. His red eye seemed strikingly brighter than it usually was. Maybe it's just because I hadn't seen him in awhile.

"Oh. I was visiting my mom. She recently had surgery." I explained. ".... Are you hear to see your mom?" I asked.

He was quiet for a second before answering my question. "Yeah, she's staying here."

"MMm that's good. Glad to hear she is getting treatment" I said.

"What about your mom? Is she okay?"

"oh yeah! The surgery went well, so everything is good." I gave a sheepish thumbs up. I always became painfully aware of how awkward I felt when interacting with Vinny. I was a fairly shy person and it didn't help how handsome I thought he was. It took time in the beginning for us to get along and establish a relationship. It wasn't hard for me to figure out soon after that I was falling in love with him.

There was a lot I learned about him after Hummingbird was formed and the more I learned the more I desired to be near him. He was hot headed and pretty reserved, but it never really bothered me. I always went out of my way to greet him at practice and I chat with him when I could. I never cared if it was just small talk.

He just stared at me for a moment before saying "Good to hear that."

I knew what what was coming next, or what wasn't. This would be the end of our conversation. I didn't want it to be.

"How have you been?" I asked.

"I'm fine." He said plainly.

"And Jack?" following it up with a smile.

"He's fine too."

Man of few words I thought. I was used to it but I always wondered what actually behind those words: I'm fine.

"Are you really doing fine? I know I'm probably not the first person you think of when you want to talk to someone, but you're my friend. I'm here for you." I blurted out without much thinking.

When I had mentioned how confusing and upset I was when he left our crew, it was an understatement. I was sad and hurt. I also felt so helpless. He left us all behind and had no desire to return.

I looked down at the backpack I held in my arms. There was so much I wanted to say, but none of it seemed enough.

"I'm sorry for everything that's happened. I know you're having a hard time. I wish you hadn't had to leave the team."

"I don't know why you're apologizing, y/n. You don't need to." He replied.

Vinny walked up closer to me until he stood just a few inches from my feet. I looked up and he gaze had softened just a bit.

"You don't need to worry about me. Just focus on yourself. You have a lot going on."

"Yeah."

There was a moment of silence as Vinny and I held each other's gaze.

Then Vinny turned to leave. "I'll see you later y/n."

Before he took another step, I reached for his hand. It was a light grasp, just enough to stop him.

"Come back to Hummingbird ..... at least, at some point. We'll wait for you. It's nothing without you"

Vinny just stared at me before pulling his hand away from my mine.

"Y/n."

"It doesn't matter if it's not tomorrow, or the next day, or weeks from now! J-just come back. Please." I could feel a increase in my heart rate and the pressure behind my eyes building up again.

Vinny sighed and turned away from me.

"There's no reason for me to come back." He said sternly. "There's nothing you or the others can offer me." He continued has he started walking away.

Something warm slid down the right side of me cheek. I blinked and more came out. I was crying.

I just stood there as I continued to watch him walk away. My crying only worsened and I could feel a lump form in my throat.

I can't give up on you Vinny I thought as I recollected the memories of us together and how much our relationship progressed.

I just can't Vinny. I won't. I love you.

After he was well out of my sight, I finally left for the bus station. I cried the entire way.

For once, I wished it wasn't so quiet out.

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tomssexdoll · 5 days

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heyyy so hear me out Tom and reader are dating and he is helping her with something like she doesn’t have good grades from math but he does and so she asks him to help her with homework from math and he is like playful “if you will get it right i will kiss you” and stuff it can be smut or fluff whatever you want

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I called Tom, he was a genius at maths and I was terrible. I was struggling with my maths assignments and homework and needed him to help me since I was so close to failing.

"Hey baby, can you come over? I need help with my math homework" I winced, he chuckled over the phone, "yeah alright liebe, I'll be there in 10"

As he arrived we went up to my room, I layed out everything for him and started to study. Instead of paying attention I'd drift off, daydreaming anytime he'd explain an equation.

He slowly got frustrared and snapped me out of my trance, "baby, how about this, since you weren't listening to anything I was saying" but I was.." I interruped, he gave me a 'really' look, I giggled, "fine fine I wasn't, continue" "as I was saying, for every right answer you get I'll kiss you", my eyes lit up and I instantly turned to him, accepting his idea.

"Yes yes!" I squealed, flipping to the start of the homework. He explained some things to me beforehand and then starting to ask questions. "So what's the square root of 64?", "uhh....8?" he smirked and nodded, "goodjob baby!" leaning in and kissing me softly.

I grinned, a huge stupid smile plastered on my face.

We continued to go through the answers, whimpering when I got it wrong. Sometimes he'd give me the benefit of the doubt if I was close enough and kissed me anyway.

We were through our last set of questions and these were hard, I bit my nails nervously as he read the question, "what is x3+y3+z3=k?" I felt sweat beads form on my forehead, knowing all the revision I learnt but still not being able to add it up.

I decided to take a guess, "uhh..42?" his eyes widened, "y-yeah..fuck.." he stuttered, checking the answer book. "How did you get that? Even I find it challenging!" he chuckled, "I don't know baby I just guessed, it felt like the right number" I shrugged, leaning in and smashing my lips into his.

We pulled back and he whispered softly in my ear, "I think my good girl gets a reward" he smirked, eyes darkening with lust. I bit my lip and layed back on the bed, Tom removing my shorts and panties and laying down, his head in between my legs.

He softly kissed my pussy, parting the folds with his tongue. My hips bucked up slightly, moving into his touch.

"Mm! Tom don't tease!" I whined, grabbing his dreads roughly and tugging on them, "ok ok" he chuckled, finally latching his mouth onto my clit, sucking it softly.

I gripped onto his dreads tighter, earning a low moan from him, the sound vibrating on my clit and making me shudder. He flicked my sensitive nub with his tongue, sliding a finger up and slowly pushing it in my soppy cunt.

"So wet..fuck" he groaned, adding another finger and thrusting in brutally, curling his fingers at my g spot.

I threw my head back, enjoying the pleasure way too much, my grip tightening even more on his dreads. He seemed to enjoy the pain, groaning everytime I tugged on them.

His tongue and fingers were so good, moving in a way that made me crazy. It was literally like taking drugs, I was high off of his touch. He continued to suck on my clit, kissing it sweetly to tease me occasionally.

I felt my high slowly bubbling up inside me, my stomach twisting into a knot. "Gonna cum soon! Keep going!" I whimpered, thrusting my hips into his face, his fingers started to thrust into me harder now, making slight squelching noises from my juices.

"Cum for me, be my good girl again" he grunted, licking and sucking faster now, pleasure waves crashing into me, hitting me like a truck. I felt the knot twist even tighter, my heat burning as I came, legs twitching and slick dripping all over his fingers.

He smirked and pulled his fingers out, sucking everything I gave him off and cleaning me up with his tongue. "Fuck..you taste so good" he climbed up and pulled me closer to him, his chin and mouth glistening with my cum.

I chuckled and wiped it off with a tissue, "you're such a messy boy, can't resist me can you, hm?" I smirked, kissing him softly. "Can you blame me, you're so gorgeous" he flipped me over, hovering over me and kissing me deeply.

tags: @itsmealaiah @tomscumdump @tomkaulitzloverr @tomkaulitzloverr @bkaulitzlover @ballhair @charliesgoodboy @estxkios @ge-billsgf @syylss

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I just remembered that one ridiculously cute thing in uni during the body donor class - for context: we dental students got pooled together with the meds during the pre-clinical semesters a lot, and that class was no different.

We were separated in two main groups, and one body donor was shared between 12 students - coming in from Monday to Thursday. On Fridays, you could come in until 12 and just look at the donors without any supervision, you just needed your coat and name tag. And I remember going in before the situs oral and trying to understand how blood flows through the heart and then one of the meds (super intimidating buff guy) saw me struggle and was like '... Hey do you want me to explain that to you?' and then we sat there - him with a whole heart in hand, explaining it all to me, more than happy to help. Not gonna lie, I had a bit of a crush on that guy for the rest of the semester. We weren't even in the same group, so we never saw each other during prep hours but I always had my eyes peeled for him during lectures haha tw.anatomical stuff (i'm german so if my translations are a little off then i'm sorry hah), cadavers, just fluff

Long story short - I'm thinking about that with Law. You and Chopper are at the same table, come in every Friday to review the material of the week, both a little on the not-so-studious side. (Don't get me wrong, you go to every lecture - but those suckers are two hours long and not the only class you have. It's easy to lose track, especially when all you wanna do is catch up on sleep during the weekends.)

You pull your donor out of the body bag, lay them down and go over your notes, some sessions more and some less successful. The two of you are usually not alone, either - there is always someone else rifling around on their own table. Today it's a guy with a severe expression and some earrings. You've seen him in the lecture hall but you and Chopper aren't in the same group as him, so that's really all you know. You get through this week's lecture notes just fine - until it's time for the heart. The way blood gets fed through the atriums and ventricles, how the pressure changes, systole and diastole, the coronary arteries... You two are feeling beyond lost and so, so close to simply giving up - it's just too much and too intricate (at least for someone who has heard all of that info only once, maybe twice). But then there is also that other student - and maybe, just maybe, he knows more than you two do. It's not unusual to ask - and so that's what you do.

Law can't be assed, actually.

He's reviewing his notes, trying to get his own studying done. He's really not the type to do tutoring, doesn't have the patience for it. But you two are loud - hemming and hawing over your own cadaver and if he has to hear you confuse the mitral valve with the tricuspid one more time, then he's going to get a migraine. What are twenty minutes of his time if it means that you get done with your little idiot session and finally leave the hall? So he sighs and motions you to come closer. He's surprisingly good at explaining. The heart of his donor in one hand, a tissue forceps in the other, he walks you through every fact one would want to know about the organ. You probably have stars in your eyes while he talks because finally, finally you're grasping the material - and really, it might be confusing at first, but it's not that hard. He even lets Chopper regurgitate it all to him and has the two of you giggling over it. Law is just glad you two morons are finally having your little eureka moment because it means that you'll be off in a matter of minutes.

But no good deed goes unpunished.

It's then that you notice his tattoos through the nitrile gloves and suddenly he's the most fascinating living guy around (the most fascinating guy is dead on table 5, with golf ball sized cysts in his liver, sorry Law). He gets bombarded with questions, you and Chopper all over him, way too loud, too excited, too fucking annoying. He's already regretting his little act of charity.

And not only do you have the audacity to ask him to explain fetal circulation (because, please, please it's so confusing) as well, no, from that moment on, you're all over him very goddamn Friday and he's been added to three different group chats the moment Chopper and you leave the hall.

#i loved that class lol... so good #some universities have free videos of the instructors doing the dissections if that sounds good you should def give it a try #it's fascinating stuff and i have only the fondest memories 😊#/one piece #/law #trafalgar law x reader #law x reader

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harbingerscry · 4 months

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Laswell Relationship HCs

There isn't enough romance content with Kate and I'm here to add my two cents because fuck me, I love her. (Deleted 2 sentences of me simping). Anyways, for all intensive purposes we (you) are sliding into that, so far, nameless/faceless spot of her wife. I will keep this gender neutral (by avoiding pronouns) as usual but this will obviously be someone with a female body.

PS: I'm well aware all I'm doing are relationship HCs right now but it's because I'm having more fun than intended making them.

WARNING: This contains NSFW content and allusions to mental illness. (PTSD in particular)

You remember the day you and Kate met clearer than you do most things. It was snowing that night, and your mind had been riddled with virulent thoughts that threatened to consume what little peace you felt. Sitting within the numbing silence of your apartment would only make it worse, so you chose to walk to your favorite bar instead. Facing lady winter head on was better than losing yourself to phantoms that refused to be silent. Plus, after working two doubles in a row in the ICU you definitely deserved a drink or two at least.

You can't recollect much of the walk there, you hardly remember entering the bar and ordering. The world had just started coming back to life around you when a, at that time, unknown woman's voice piped up. "Rough night?" It felt like someone had flicked on the light switch when you heard the question. It wasn't the bartender that asked it, but instead the dirty blonde sitting next to you. She looked around the same age as you, which brought comfort to you in a way you couldn't explain at that moment. "Something like that, you?" Her eyes seemed to twinkle a little as her lips lifted into a half smile. "Similar." The answer had unintentionally made you smile in return. Never before had you believed in love at first sight, but the moment you looked into those blue eyes it felt like the world suddenly has color for the first time in years.

You did end up asking Kate eventually why she spoke to you that night. She could have easily ignored you, especially now that you know just how private she is. The first time you asked she said it was because she recognized the haunted look in your eyes, which is partly true. It was later revealed that she also felt that same way as you, that it was love at first sight.

Your mental health since the beginning has always been a concern for Kate. Even before you started officially dating she was the one sending you reminders of your appointments with your psychiatrist and asking you how they went and how you were feeling. It was refreshing to have someone take care of you for once, even if in a normal relationship it would be small but normal thing.

When you first met you had been heading towards a low you're not sure you would have made it out of looking back. It's funny what love and care can do. You still struggle from time to time but it has never reached a point you couldn't handle now. When it does all you have to do is call Kate or, if she's home, hug her and ask her to hold you as you ground yourself to the here and now.

It took roughly two months into your relationship for Kate to say 'I love you' for the first time. It wasn't because she didn't before you started dating, in fact it was love at first sight! She was just a little hesitant to drop that 'bomb', completely unaware to the fact you felt the exact same way. It was a year and a half later that she proposed to you, a few weeks shy of your two year anniversary.

The two of you were giggling like a couple of school girls in the middle of a restaurant. A couple glasses of wine really did wonders on getting both of you to loosen up after a hard week at work. You weren't entirely sure why you were there though. Kate had just insisted it was just a normal date night but this place was a little fancier than your normal 'hangout' spots. "I actually have a really important question to ask you." Your eyebrows raised slightly in confusion, mostly because you have no idea what the question is and your anxiety is threatening to bubble up. Did she find your new erotic novels? Did she find the new toy you had hidden in the back of your nightstand as a surprise? Oh God. Before your thoughts spiraled any further Kate reached into her bag and pulled out a black velvet box. Immediately your heart stopped in your chest as warmth began to spread across your cheeks. "(Y/n), I have loved you from the moment I met you and that love only continues to grow every day. You have been with me despite both our hectic schedules and jobs, and every time I wake up with you beside me I feel like I'm the luckiest woman in the world. You are the person I want to spend the rest of my life with, will you marry me?" She opened the box to reveal the prettiest ring you had ever laid eyes on. You could barely contain the grin on your face as you smiled, eyes twinkling in endearment and glee. "Yes Kate. The answer will always be yes."

Despite her hectic schedule and work taking her to other countries sometimes, she always tries to make time for you. Even if it's a small text or phone call, you even have her work number in case of emergency. At least if it's her work phone she can tell others it's really important and they won't bat an eye when she steps out to answer your call. Video chat was strictly for when she was completely alone and in a safe place. She didn't want you to see if something bad happened or risk you two getting caught doing....explicit things.

Speaking of explicit, let's talk about y'all's sex life. You're both switches but Kate is most definitely the primary dom in this relationship. The woman could spend hours toying with you, hearing your whines and moans turns her on to the point her arousal is soaking through her panties if she's not already undressed. The whole time she's doing it praises are leaving her lips on how good you're being and how well you're taking it.

"So good for me baby, shit-" Kate wasn't usually this vocal but being away for almost two weeks had left her sexually frustrated and touch starved. Luckily as soon as she was home she had the best remedy ready and waiting for her in bed, you. Right now you had your face buried in her cunt like it was a three course mean, and fuck was it a beautiful sight the way, your face was covered in a mixture of slick and drool from your messy eating. It was more than obvious how much you'd missed her too. One particularly strong suck to her clit nearly had her cumming. "O-Oh fuck, stop, baby, want to cum with you." Kate gave your hair a gentle tug as she gasped out her soft command. That's all it took for you to stop and look up at her with the neediest eyes she'd ever seen. "Need more of you Kate~" You were in a headspace she knew all too well, and it was going to be a long night.

Kate will never admit it but one of the main reasons she asked you to go part-time once you were married is because she loves coming home to find you napping on the couch or in bed. Simply for the fact she can lay on top of you and decompress by means of face planting into your chest. Even if you're up and about instead, she'll pull you to her and hold you like a teddy bear. Usually you get the gist of what she needs and pull her to the couch for snuggles.

PDA with Kate is much like Price. Lots of hand, thigh, and hip holding for the most part with the occasional kiss to the head or cheek. This is out of respect for you and your boundaries, and her own. If you give her the green light though she's happy to slip her hand into your pants and finger fuck you. If she's feeling spicy she'll sit there all night and tease you through your clothes until you're begging her to go home, promising you'll be good for her in that desperate whiney tone that she adores.

It really didn't take much to have your panties soaked and Kate loved every bit of it. You had wanted to go see a movie and she was happy to go with! But she quickly lost interest in it so it was only natural she found her own form of entertainment. "Kaaaate.." Your breathy little whine was music to her ears as she traced the outline of your pussy through your leggings. She'd barely been teasing you for 10 minutes and she could feel a spot forming from your slick soaking through. "Yes honey?" She leaned towards you in a manner anyone else would see as both of you having a whispered conversation. Her only response from you was a whimper as one of your hands cupped the back of hers, keeping it right where it was between your thighs. "Hm?" She hummed in mock question as her hand changed it's position, her thumb pressing right on your clit and rubbing it through the layers of clothes. You had never been happier that theater movies were as loud as they were, or else someone would have heard the moan you tried your damnedest to suppress.

Okay, away from the horny talk...for now. Kate isn't a cheap person by any means but she also isn't about to drop a ridiculous amount of money on something that may not be worth it. Quality and sentiment are two huge things for her in both giving and receiving gifts. Which is why the woman has kept every handmade bracelet and gift you've made her. She gets one from you every birthday and Christmas along with all the bought gifts. She treasures them with all her heart because you made it with her in mind.

She does eventually introduce you to Price by inviting him over for dinner. It went great in your book, he, much like Kate, couldn't say much about work though. Which was fine, at least he was a gentleman and now you knew she worked with someone capable. Plus, you loved asking him questions about the UK and some other countries he admitted to visiting. Kate loved seeing your eyes light up in excitement and curiosity. It made her decide what she was getting you for your birthday. (It was two tickets to Italy and her approval paper for time off.)

Overall, you have a very happy and healthy relationship. Sure you have minor disagreements on the rare occasion, but one of you will eventually realize you were being stubborn or mean and apologize. Communication is an important key to any relationship and luckily you're both able to sit and talk things out when it's needed. She loves every piece of you, even the pieces you deemed broken.

#cod mw2 #cod modern warfare #x female reader #x reader #headcanon #kate laswell #kate laswell x reader #laswell cod #laswell mw2

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gemini-sensei · 8 months

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Out of It | Eli Moskowitz x Best Friend!Reader

Chubby!Fem!Reader ○ Fluff

CW: aftermath of wisdom teeth surgery, Reader is high af, a small amount of blood, mostly fluff and silly scenarios. A/N: In honor of me needing to get my wisdom teeth removed soon, but it probably won't be this year in all honesty. I'm just anxious about it already.

"Are you sure you can handle this on your own?" Demetri asked from the other end of the phone call. Eli could hear the doubt in his voice, but it only made him roll his eyes. "Reader was pretty nervous going in there, so I imagine she's going to be completely out of it when she's done."

Eli scoffed. "Of course, she's gonna be out of it. She's getting her wisdom teeth taken out."

"I know that," Demetri huffed on the other end of the line, as if insulted. It only made Eli refrain from rolling his eyes again.

They carried on talking over the phone until a nurse came to the door and called out Reader's name. He hung up with a quick "gotta go" and shoved the phone in his pocket as he stood up. He walked over to the nurse with a smile and asked, "How is she?"

"Fine, though very loopy," the nurse told him. She smiled, "And giggly. Now here's what you need to do..."

She explained everything he needed to know about taking care of Reader and her stitches, no detail going undiscussed, and he nodded along. He'd already undergone a little internet research into the subject, but he didn't mind hearing it again. He was given the paper information with her prescription on it and advised about what foods she could eat while healing. By the time she was done, they'd arrived at the room.

"We're almost done with everything on our end, so give us just a few minutes to finish up, and then you're all set to go," the nurse said, then left him in the room.

Eli walked around to get a good look at Reader, smiling at her as she saw him, but he was a little too focused on her chubby and round cheeks. Naturally, they were already chubby and round, but now they were stuffed with cotton balls and they looked extremely round. "You look like a chipmunk."

"Aww, but I don't wanna be a chipmunk," she whined, voice a little muffled by the cotton. She pouted, only to drool down her chin.

He grabbed a paper towel and gently wiped it away before the bloody drool could get on her shirt. He was about to ask her a question about how she was feeling when she said something else about the subject.

"I want to be a penguin," she said. It would almost be alarming if they weren't already talking about animals. "I wish I was a penguin. They're so cute and clumsy."

"We'll, You're clumsy enough already, but you'd survive a lot better if you were a penguin," he said, deciding to just go along with the conversation. It seemed to be an indicator that she was okay at the moment.

Her eyes widened and she smiled. "I know right! They get up so fast after they fall and just- and just keeping goin'!"

"Sir, you're free to go," the nurse said, coming back into the room. "I'll be happy to help you two outside."

Eli smiled politely. "Thank you."

"Aw, but I was just starting to like this place," Reader said, looking up between them. She looked so genuine, like she really meant it, but deep down Eli knew she wouldn't want to stay there another minute.

Reader struggled the entire way to the car, though it wasn't all her fault; she threw her hands up and laughed loudly when literally nothing was happening, then tried to run ahead. Once they got Reader to the car, he fought her to get her seatbelt on and then laid the seat back some so she wasn't sitting up entirely. Then he shut the door before she could say or do anything else that would set them back from leaving.

He sat down, turned the car on, and adjusted the AC and radio. She put her hand out for the radio knob but didn't quite reach it, so she waved it up and down wildly while whining. "I wanna listen to music."

"We can do whatever you want," he told her and slowly turned the volume up. "But nothing too loud. I don't want you getting a headache on top of everything else."

"What else?"

"Getting your wisdom teeth out?"

"My wisdom teeth are gone?"

Oh, this is going to be a long day, he thought to himself.

"Yes, you had to get your wisdom teeth taken out, remember?"

It was quiet for a moment and Eli took that moment to start driving. However, Reader soon began crying. "They took my wisdom teeth? How could they do that? Now- Now I'm not going to be smart forever!"

He spared a glance at her, a little weirded out by her sudden burst into tears. "That's not true. You're really smart, Reader."

"I'm gonna be dumb forever," she cried.

He felt bad for making her cry, even though he knew it had a lot to do with the medication the dentist had given her. "Hey, hey look. I have to go to the pharmacy and get your pain meds. Do you want to get some ice cream?"

Her cries softened to small whimpers and she looked at him, nodding. "Yeahhh."

"I'll get your favorite, but you have to promise to stay in the cat while I'm in there, okay?"

"Okay."

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If getting Reader into the car was a struggle, getting her into the apartment was a nightmare. Everything he'd gotten from the de test and pharmacy was stuffed into a backpack he had to lug up on his shoulders because he had to lock arms with Reader to keep her from straying away from him. It was so aggravating mostly because it was a simple walk inside, ride up the elevator, and down the hall to their apartment.

Once inside the safety of their place, he laid her down on the couch and promised her a bowl of ice cream. He turned on the TV and let her have the remote, then walked off to the kitchen - which was t that far away - and started pulling everything out of his backpack. It wasn't too long before something happened, though, as he soon heard a ruckus from the living room and hurried to see what had happened.

Reader had effectively thrown her shoes and socks off, lost the remote, and decided it was too hot to wear a shirt. She was sitting on the couch in nothing but her bra and shorts, her rolls and chubby belly on display for him to see, as well as anyone who could see into their windows.

He all but walked to the window and pulled the curtains. "What are you doing?"

"Trying to watch Adventure Time," she mumbled, looking for the remote.

She was stood over the couch, tearing it apart whilst miraculously staying on her feet. She wobbled and swayed, tossing a throw blanket aside as she dug around for the missing remote, only for it to fly out of the blanket and across the room.

"Jesus Christ, sit down," he said. He went to her and made her sit, fixing the couch to the best of his ability before grabbing the remote and finding the show for her. "And put your shirt back on, please."

"Don't wanna," she groaned, lying on the couch. She pulled the blanket up over her body and snuggled into the cushions.

She was quiet for a while and he played the show. He put the remote on the coffee table and made sure she was okay, then left the room. He didn't want to admit that he was already a little exasperated, but this wasn't what he envisioned when they found out Reader needed her wisdom teeth removed.

Demetri wasn't going to be back for another few hours, so Eli was on his own in taking care of her. He could handle that, so long as she stayed in one spot and they didn't forget about her pain medication. So he made her a bowl of her favorite ice cream and brought it to her.

"Here you are," he said and gave it to her. He helped to prop her up with some pillows so that she could eat it, then took a seat for himself. It was the first time he got to relax since she got out of surgery and he wasn't going to take it for granted.

"Thank youuu," she said, happily scooping some of the cold treat into her mouth. She hummed and smiled, and he couldn't help but smile back. "You always take such good care of me."

"You're one of my best friends in the entire world, of course, I'm going to take care of you," he told her.

"You're like my personal nurse," she said and he frowned a little bit. As he opened his mouth to sarcastically thank her, she spoke over him. "A really hot nurse."

"What?"

"You're like a hot male stripper, but without the little outfit and you're my nurse."

"I know I'm hot, Reader," he said, rolling his eyes as his cheeks started to burn. He wanted to play off her compliment because the stripper part really threw him for a loop, but it was hard to shake. So he tried to joke with it instead. "But we both know I'm not stripper material."

"Maybe not for commercial purposes, but I'd let you put on a show for me," she giggled.

Now he wanted to know what the fuck was going on. It had to be because she was high, it just had to be. He told himself it was the drugs and tried to leave it at that.

She looked at him. "But guys like you with stripper bodies don't go for fat girls like me."

"That's not true," he told her, voice suddenly serious. "You're totally hot, Reader. Hands down, the hottest girl I know."

"The hottest girl I know is Moon," she said, but it wasn’t to put herself down. She said it in a more matter-of-fact way. Had she not said something bad about herself before, Eli might have laughed.

He leaned on the arm of the chair. "Reader, you're beautiful just the way you are. You know that."

"Yeah, but I'm not the beautifulest. Not for you."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"You'd never go out with me."

"Sure I would," he said, blushing. He looked away for a moment, then back at her. "I really actually would."

She perked up. "So why don't we?"

He chuckled. "Because you're extremely out of it right now and won't remember we had this conversation."

"Oh."

She deflated, cuddling into the couch and burrowing under the blanket. He got up and readjusted her pillows, seeing the sleepiness in her eyes as she pouted. He smiled at her.

"But how about I ask you out when you're lucid again?" he asked.

She looked at him. "Really?"

"Really," he told her.

She smiled and he kissed her head, sitting back down so they could watch TV until she fell asleep. He smiled to himself, hoping this was a drugged-up but honest confession on her end because it was serious to him.

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Pregnant? Pt 2

hi guys welcome back this is part two to my pregnant series I'm working on a few ideas rn they are just in the starting phase but hopefully I can get those out and start a master list if the stories I plan to do anyways I hope you guys enjoy

Tag list @moxkindagirl

Tw: talks of pregnancy, mentions of death and miscarriage, mentions of vomit/throwing up and mentions of sex(this is through out the entire story btw and this will be multiple parts)

It was now 10 am both Y/n and Rhea never went back to sleep. Everyone was now awake in the house. Dominik decided to make strawberries and cream crepes as it's y/n's favorite breakfast to eat. She didn't feel sick the rest of the morning and because of it being smackdown tonight and it just so happened to be in the city where the couples home was they didn't have to travel far today which made Y/n very happy. All 5 of them were members of Judgement day but the group already knew Y/n wasn't scheduled to be on the show tonight so she called Hunter (triple H for those who don't know) and let him know she wouldn't be in the building as she didn't feel good. The others however all had either fights or promos to do so Rhea took the lead and called in reinforcement. Who was the reinforcement you may ask well it was three of Y/n's best friends in wwe who they knew weren't scheduled to be on tonight. They were Becky, Seth and Liv. All people who either helped train her or had been by her side dating back to her NTX days especially Becky and Liv they were her best friends and Seth decided to come with Becky to come help cheer Y/n up. "So how exactly did you feel last nigh" Liv asked curious as she had a cousin who was a nurse so she knew a bit about health and medical stuff. "Well it was kinda just out of the blue I woke up and felt super sick and like throwing up" Y/n said "Ok well have you felt like that at all the rest of the day" Becky now asked as the wheels in her brain started turning. Y/n replied "Nope I've actually felt fine the rest of the day just a but restless and sleep and haven't been tired since I woke up" "ok and remind me what time this was again" Seth now said now believing he was thinking the same as his wife. "Ok I get you guys are trying to help but what's with all the questions" Y/n asked slightly agitated now with all the questions. Becky replied "Well what's your description sounds like morning sickness which is common in pregnancy" "That's exactly what I was starting to think" Liv and Seth said at the same time. Seth chimed in again "I remember Becky struggled with that a decent amount when she was pregnant with Roux"." Wait so you guys think I'm pregnant " Y/n said in a shocked tone "Well I'm not saying you 100% are but it's possible especially if you guys have been having unprotected sex especially recently" Becky explained. Silence filled the room Liv was the one to break it "Do you have any tests here or do you need to buy one or two" "Two would be more ideal because it's better to do two than one I remember my first test was negative then I took another it was positive I went to the doctors later that day and turns out I was pregnant" Becky said. "I can go drive to a store real quick and pick up a two pack if you don't have any" Seth offered. "Well this was never expected this early so we don't have any so if you wouldn't mind running to grab some I would appreciate it" Y/n said in a hushed tone. "Ya I'll go run right now" and with that Seth left the three girls alone while he went to go buy some pregnant tests.

That's all for part 2 I hope you guys enjoyed and part 3 will be out soon beyyyy

#the judgement day #damian priest x reader #demi bennett x reader #dominik mysterio x reader #finn balor x reader #rhea ripley x reader #wwe x reader #becky lynch #seth rollins #liv morgan #Poly! Judgement day x reader

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sofiiel · 1 month

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Cryptid!Eddie x Reader | PART EIGHT

⇠ Part 1 | Part 7 | Next ⇢

Warnings: Cute. Weredemo fighting. Reunions. | Word Count: 4537

You awake to the loud purring of Toad. She nestles well into the tightly packed cave of uncomfortable people around her. You and Eddie's shared body heat keeping the chill from the open window away.

Your eyes struggled to open, and your arm was full of dull prickles. It lay caught pinned where Eddie's arm wrapped around you. His leg curled to hug your body.

"When did this happen?" You thought. He'd curled himself around you, sure, but you weren't this covered before. Eddie had managed to wrap himself around you like a turtle shell.

Eddie's head resting on top of yours gave you very little ability to look about.

"Eddie wake up, I can't feel my arm." You call to him. You move your shoulders in hopes of shaking him awake.

"Mmh you said five minutes." He mumbled groggily in reply.

"Eddie, it's the next morning and your monster kicked in. We also had a visitor and ... You need to wake up."

Eddie's eyes fluttered open, "What?" He asked, sitting up quickly. The movement shook Toad out of her peace, and she fled her cozy cave with a mrowl of annoyance.

"Did I," Eddie examined you, looking for cuts or bites.

"Relax, I wasn't on the menu this time. In fact, you protected us." You stated. Turning to look up, you are met with mix-matched eyes.

"Your eyes, is that.... that's not a good sign, is it?" You question.

Eddie bit his lip his words rushing, "What's wrong with them? Don't end it there, what's happening?" He pushed.

Reaching up, you let your fingertips gently brush the corner of the milky eye. "It's still that haunting white." You said, drawing your hand away. "Do you feel different at all?"

"I am hungry, I guess?" Eddie rested a hand on his gut, "stomachs got that burn in it that just feels like acid."

At his words, you sprung up from the sofa, "we didn't feed you your mea-"

You both gasped. The opposite side of the room came rushing towards you, propelled forward as the fabric of your PJs snagged on Eddie's toe talons.

Reaching out his hands, Eddie caught you, arms hugging your middle as he drew you back. His light laughter filled the room, breath tickling the back of your neck.

"Your clumsiness is contagious." you exhaled.

Eddie sniggered, "You can't blame it on me."

"It was your toes that did it." you shot.

Eddie gave them a wiggle, "They wanted five minutes." He teased.

With a little roll of your eyes, you tried to fight your smile, brushing his arms away from you. "Listen, I'll go down to the shop and get you something that will hopefully fix the strange eye thing. In the meantime, you've got first dibs on the bathroom. It's a big day for you today." You offered.

Eddie frowned slightly but nodded. "Yeah, the nerves didn't kick back in at all." he murmured.

You pressed your finger into his cheek, "Ow." Eddie winced in a dry complaint.

"He seems like a cool guy. You don't have anything to worry about." you assured him before heading towards the lift and down to the shop.

Eddie paced around the shop, if he wasn't wringing his hands or tail he was knotting his hair around his claw.

Looking up at the clock, you bit your lip, Dustin was late bringing Wayne. At this rate, it seemed Eddie might burst.

Finally stopping in his tracks, He tossed you big concerned eyes that made the rest of his face shrink.

"Relax, Dustin probably just had to do a little explaining to convince him to come. After all, it's still early, He may have been asleep or something. He works late, right?" You tried to sound calm, but it came out as a ramble.

Eddie continued to look at you unconvinced, "You're nervous too." he said quickly.

"I am not, you're making me nervous with all those circles you're walking," You stated just as quickly. Reaching for the plate before you on the counter, you snatched up a cookie and held it out.

"Want one?" you asked.

Eddie cracked a smile and headed to you.

The door chimed and Dustin poked his head inside. "Is he ready?" He asked.

Eddie instantly paled.

"He is -

"Not" Eddie cut you off. His hand crushed the cookie he'd just taken.

Looking at him, you try and offer a calm smile. "Eddie, it's going to be fine."

He bit his lip.

"Alright then, Wayne?" Dustin called, opening the door a little further.

You round the counter and stand behind Eddie, quietly resting a hand on his arm. His body exhaled as he took a step back towards you.

When Wayne entered the shop, Dustin quickly closed and locked the door. Turning hesitantly, as if afraid to see the reaction of the little family.

The longer the silence continued, the heavier it got. The brewing coffee pot, the gentle crackle of the fire, the swishing of Eddie's tail against the shop floor, it all seemed so loud.

You could hear the breathing of all in the room.

"Please say something." Eddie requested weakly, his eyes lowering to the ground as he bowed his head.

"I knew you'd make it home."

Eddie's head snapped up, hearing Wayne's strained voice, and he was brought into an embrace that made him feel the smallest he'd ever been.

Gently tucking his claws into Wayne's coat, Eddie hid his face down into his Uncle's shoulder.

"Oh," you breathed quietly.

You weren't expecting the rush of emotion that filled the room and sank deep into your bones. Across the room, Dustin rubbed the bottom of his palm to the corner of his eyes.

"I'm um...gonna go put on some soup, it's actually kind of cold out." you spoke quickly, fleeing to the kitchen to a safe place to wipe your own eyes.

"You're far too easy to get invested in you know that." You thought to Eddie while pulling out the ingredients from the fridge and rubbing your eyes.

Wayne pulled away from Eddie and looked him over, cracking a playful smile. "And here I was sure you'd stop growing" He chuckled.

Eddie peered down at him, "I did a bit more than just get taller, Wayne." He said.

"Don't matter none to me. I'm just glad you're home, son." Wayne's voice faltered and Eddie's eyes filled with water once more.

"See, told you, didn't care." Dustin said.

"You're ruining the moment, Henderson," Eddie shot, his smile betraying the glare on his face.

Eddie then jolted slightly, looking over his shoulder. "Where'd nutty go?" he asked.

"____ announced off to make soup." Dustin said.

"I was distracted." Eddie muttered, "I was also promised they'd stay." he sulked.

"Just went to the kitchen, man." Dustin laughed.

Wayne looked towards the kitchen, behind the counter, and then to his nephew. Glancing back at his uncle, Eddie spotted the amused twinkle in his eyes.

"Why...why're you looking at me like that?" He questioned cautiously.

Wayne lifted his brows and folded his arms across his chest. "No real reason, I guess." He hummed. "Go see what's cookin'" Wayne nodded toward the kitchen.

Eddie's brow knitted in confusion, but he did as Wayne said, making his way back, taking care not to knock things off the counter.

Standing near the sink to wash your hands after clearing your eyes for the third time, you sniffled. Scolding yourself for the sudden overflow of sentimentality.

"It's just something about it all that reminds me of you." You sighed, your brother's face coming to mind.

"Are you? Are you crying?" Eddie asked, his wide eyes blinking rapidly.

"I - awww," He teased with a grin.

Turning to him with a narrowed gaze, you scowled, "I was cutting onions for the soup. My eyes burn." you explained.

It wasn't a complete lie, but onions hadn't actually bothered you in years.

Eddie still held a satisfied smirk on his face, "Uh huh, that's the worst and most overused excuse in the history of ever." He said, walking closer.

He followed you as he went to the pot on the stove, and watched as you gave it a stir.

"You know, silence says a whole lot?" He asked, smile growing.

"If you don't stop, I'm not giving you any soup." you uttered.

"Yeah, you will." Eddie sang, leaning onto your shoulder.

"So far you made cookies and coffee and started the fireplace for this reunion." He pointed out.

Bopping his forehead against your temple, Eddie laughed lightly, "I've grown on you." he said.

"Yep, like fungus."

"I was thinking more like a blush."

"Want to be upgraded to an ivy rash?" you shot back.

Eddie simply grinned.

"That soup's done, stop hiding." He said, taking up the pot in his hands.

"Wait don't!"

But it was too late, the whole thing crashed to the kitchen floor, both of you leaping to void the scalding broth.

"Um..." Eddie hummed, "Sorry? I thought I had it."

You snorted as a rush of laughter bubbled up from your core. Eddie drew his head back in surprise and slowly smiled before laughing himself.

"What happened!" Dustin cried out, rushing into the kitchen with Wayne at his heels.

"I um...tried to help." said Eddie.

Wayne sighed, relieved that it was something so simple, and more so that the two of you seemed to be laughing about it.

"I'll call for a pizza," he said.

"It'll be on me." You offered.

Noon was giving way to what would be a vivid sunset. You were watching Eddie, Wayne, and Dustin get caught up and mow through the two pizzas when a knock came to the door.

Getting up, you wiped your hands on the napkin before answering it.

"Whoa...what, why are you all dressed up like Rambo?" You asked, looking over, Lucas, Robin, and Steve.

"How else are you supposed to dress for this?" Lucas asked.

"More importantly, why aren't you dressed?" asked Steve, pointing his finger in a line from your head to your toes, "You can't go monster hunting in that."

Looking down at yourself, you then gawk at him. "There's a dress code?" you questioned, stepping aside to let the trio in.

"Seriously, you can't move too great in that," Steve warned once more.

"Noted, but I think I'll be ok." You reply locking up.

"So you wanna tell me what's all this about Monster huntin?" Wayne asked turning an arched brow to Eddie.

Eddie's mouth went to form words but they curled up in his throat and refused to leave.

"W-we were just - you know..." When they came they were nothing but stammers.

"There's another one like Eddie. Wayne." Dustin said, clearing the air.

"There, like a bandaid," said Robin.

"Actually there are two, possibly more at this rate." You muttered.

"Two?" Lucas asked.

"More?" Steve echoed. "like how many more?"

"I don't know, but we had a visitor last night." You confessed.

"That's a lot more than just a bandaid." Eddie said, trying to gauge Wayne's reaction.

"A visitor?" Robin questioned.

"I woke up to- never mind. The short, woke up and Eddie was having an episode, a new smaller monster climbed through the door but," Your words quiet down and your brow knitted in confusion.

"It never actually attacked, either Eddie scared it away or it didn't come to fight." you said.

When all eyes turned to Eddie he let out a nervous chuckle, "sorry I still don't remember a whole lot after those things happen." He confessed.

With a sigh, Eddie added, "Not that it should surprise anyone."

"So what? These things are gravitating to him?" Steve asked.

"They could be," Dustin replied nodding his head to one side, "would make finding them easier."

You shove yourself out of your seat, "Where are you going?" Eddie questioned.

"To change apparently, and then to find more snacks. We got a while before the hunt begins." you called headed for the lift.

The time had arrived and the streets of Hawkins had become still. Most everyone was settled in bed to prepare for the new day. Eddie took to the skies to travel, it would be safer than skulking the streets to the woods.

You stood between Robin and Wayne as the group waited for Eddie to land. Hands gripped around a cast iron pan.

Wayne wasn't supposed to be there, but no one was going to attempt to make him go home. He had that look on his face.

"So, repeat the plan," Eddie said as his feet touched the ground.

"We split into two groups. If they're tracing Eddie the best places to start would be near the quarry and the cornfield," said Dustin.

He held out a map of Hawkins, two dots drawn in red marker indicated the last two places Eddie could remember revisiting before.

"Everybody knows to be careful, walkies for emergency contact otherwise," Steve pulled out a small black device, "we have these."

Robin passed around a few more pagers, two to each group.

You take the little electronic in your hands, puzzled. "You just...had extras?" You questioned.

"My dad ran a beeper empire for two years before selling it off." Steve explained dryly.

"Well only two of us know what to be looking for, I should go with one group and Eddie should go with the other." You said.

"What?" Eddie asked, "No." he shook his head and frowned. "I'm not being left alone with anybody in case I flip a switch or something."

His words came out fast as he pointed at you with his claw, "You're the only one here who's ever snapped me out of it."

"Can't be that hard-"

"Uh, hello? We don't know that." He jumped in.

You sighed, "Still can't be that hard. These are your friends, Wayne's your uncle. I doubt they'll be in danger from you."

"I think Eddie's right, I'd rather not risk being his midnight snack," Lucas said.

"Me neither, no offense but...." Robin chimed in quickly.

"None taken."

"I'll Go with Eddie. Dustin and ____ can come with us." Wayne spoke up.

"I'm, okay with that." Dustin shrugged, "those who know how to deal with Eddie go with Eddie."

"Sounds great, promises he won't stick anything sharp to my neck again," Steve murmured.

"Wait we're not over this? It was self-defense," said Eddie.

"I know I was only-"

A piercing screech stretched over the skies of Hawkins. A metallic and almost rusty whine.

You share apprehensive glances.

"We should just head out. We'll take the quarry, you can take the fields." Robin peeped trying to clear the fear out of her throat.

Steve sighed and gave his bat a twirl "I thought we were done with this."

Dustin offered a hint of a smile, "Feels like old times right? We've even got a our certified newbie." he said pointing over his shoulder at you.

It would have been a site to see, two grown adults cowering behind an old man with a riffle as they pushed through acres of cornfields. More so when one was pushing eight feet or more, winged, clawed, and tailed.

"Why are you behind Wayne?" Dustin asked.

"Why are you behind Wayne?" Eddie shot back.

"I don't think it's out here it would have shown itself by now," you whispered.

"Great, awesome, perfect - can we go now?" Eddie asked he rested his palm on his gut, "Before I get hungry again." he murmured.

Another shivered chirp wailed across the night, from behind you.

Eddie lumbered quickly through Dustin and Wayne, running around you to stand between three walls of people.

"What are you doing?" Dustin asked him. "You're the heavy!"

You find yourself frozen in place, Eyes scanning the area around you. Wayne seemed oddly calm as he lifted his rifle and took aim.

Eddie's wide eyes watched as Dustin shined the flashlight about.

"Yeah, right....I'm the heavy..." Eddie muttered, slinking from behind you cautiously.

The fields shifted, "Wait" you whispered, watching the stalks sway and part.

"It's coming."

The four of you huddle together, eyes glued to the shifting field. claws scrapped against the dirt as the creature drew closer. Moving around you as if circling.

You and the others turn carefully to follow the creature's direction.

"Why hasn't it come out yet?" You ask.

"Maybe it's afraid of Eddie." Dustin suggested.

"If it's the one we ran into out here before, not a chance - that thing, I had my ass handed to me." Eddie murmured.

"And Eddie isn't in his trance....when he feels it's a threat he's not himself." You explained.

Releasing a breath you move past Dustin and Wayne, eyes watching the moving figure in the corn.

"Yeah, hello? What do you think you're doing?" Eddie asked in a whisper, using his tail to tug you back as you tried to move ahead of him.

"You're instincts are telling you it's not a threat." You tell him.

"Um no I'm pretty freaked out-"

"But your monster half isn't. You're eyes haven't changed and your talking." You pressed.

"And?" Eddie asked.

"And the last creature didn't hurt us. Maybe...I don't know Maybe you've accepted it? Look, I'm just trying to piece things together." you tried to reason.

"Got a point, If it meant harm it wouldn't have circled this long, and if it was intimidated, woulda left already," Wayne murmured.

"Reminds me of when you own a bunch of dogs and the new one is timid 'bout joining the group," Wayne added

Dustin raised a brow "So you're saying it's what asking for permission?" he asked.

"Permission not granted go away!" Eddie called out.

"Hey wait! It might be good to have it on our side!" Dustin called out.

You try to pry Eddie's tail away from your torso, but as the movement in the corn comes to a stop, Eddie's grip on you tightens.

"Why'd it stop? Where'd it go?" He asked quietly.

"You told it to go away." Dustin said flatly. "Now we probably lost a good party member."

Eddie's grip tightened more, enough to hurt. You glance up at him and exhale.

"Oh no..."

pitched growls rumbled from deep within Eddie's throat as his eyes capped over in white.

"That's not good is it?" Dustin asked.

"No," you whispered as Eddie positioned himself to guard the group.

"Not at all, it's got to be the big one again," you added.

The night air fills with a chorus of screeches, leaving you and the others muted and rooted in place.

The corn began to shift once more, only this time, you were cornered, movement from your flank and movement straight ahead.

"Holy shit, we're screwed," Dustin whispered.

"If they're on us that means they aren't on the others, They had to have heard that sound, maybe we can hold out here until they come?" You ponder out loud.

Eddie's talons dig at the ground as he focuses on the large creature exiting the corn.

"Well, I'll be damned." Wayne exhaled, his eyes wide as he watched it.

Its floral chapped maw opened wide as it roared, the sound grating on the ears and terrifying all at once.

Eddie's tail uncurled from around you as he once again tried to back you, Dustin, and Wayne away from the threat.

it might have worked the night before in your apartment but this time, there was another problem.

From behind you, the second creature peeped his head out from the corn. It was easily dwarfed by both Eddie and the second creature.

With a small chirp, it creped out of the corn, its body curled in and it moved with pacing fearful steps.

It resembled Eddie more than the second creature, looking more human than monster. A curtain of blond hair covering its face.

It's arms were thin and frail, it's hands sporting smaller talons.

"oh.my.god...it's - is that?" Dustin stammered.

"Do you know this one?" You asked quickly.

Watching the creature pace about uncomfortably took away your fear of it. Its main concern seemed to be the second creature who was busy sizing up Eddie, trying its best to intimidate him.

"It looks like Chrissy Cunningham," said Dustin.

"That girl died," Wayne said.

"Maybe she didn't...we thought Eddie was gone too." Dustin stated.

"She does have the same look doesn't she. Maybe the big one is older - maybe?" You asked.

"Could be, but if that's Chrissy and Eddie is Eddie..." Dustin turned to face the stare down. "Who is that?" He asked focusing on the large creature.

Eddie moved away from the group as the large creature started to circle him.

Wayne lifted his rifle and took aim, clicking back the hammer. His nephew might have been more than able to defend himself in this state, but he wasn't going to give the creature a chance at hurting him.

With cautious steps you inched towards the little creature, "Chrissy?" you called out.

With a shivered chirp her head swung in your direction.

speaking softly, you make a gesture towards Eddie and Dustin, "H-hey...are these...friends of yours?" You asked her.

Her head lifted a bit and tilted as she moved closer, close enough to touch.

Reaching out your hand, you move to shift the hair out of her face, when Eddie and the second creature came crashing between the group.

Growls, snarling whinnies, and snapping echoed in your ears.

having been knocked to the ground you roll out the way.

Wayne fires several rounds into the second creature.

"Get him, Eddie!" Dustin cheered.

Before fully registering what is happening around you, you find yourself being dragged away, the corn closing off your view of the fight.

"Wait? What?" You try to hold off from panicking, looking up your view is obscured by locks of blonde hair.

"Where are you taking me?" you asked her.

Chrissy seemed to struggle to drag you a long, her movements were clumsy, worse than Eddie's had been.

"____!" You hear Wayne shout in the distance, followed by a string of curses from Dustin.

"I'm ok!" You try to call back, but you doubt they could hear you if Eddie and the creature were still fighting.

It wasn't easy for her but Chrissy had successfully pulled you out of the cornfield and into the tree line. There you sat and waited, staring at each other.

"She doesn't have a tail either." You thought, trying to learn as much as you could from her. As the one from last night was, Chrissy too was smaller in stature.

"So was the one form last night female too, or just...newly transformed?" You thought.

"Why'd you drag me out here?" You ask her.

Chrissy only turned her head back to where the fight was taking place.

"____! duck!" Lucas' voice called out.

hopping to your feet you hold out your arms to calm Lucas, "Hold on! She's friendly! Dustin says her name is-"

"Chrissy?" Lucas questioned lowering his weapon.

You exhaled, "Um...yeah. So you know her too." and then it dawned on you as you recounted the story you'd been told by Eddie and his bandmates.

"Oh...oh - that Chrissy!" you gasped.

Lucas gawked at her, "I don't understand, how has this happened to them? Eddie was bitten....Chrissy wasn't" He wondered outloud.

"Well if we could get her to talk, she could tell us herself." You said.

Though while looking at her it was clear, whatever it was that triggered instinct, as with Eddie, had taken over completely.

Meanwhile

Wayne fired another shot, blasting Eddie's combatant in the leg while the two lanky creatures continued to tussle about in the corn.

"Dustin!" Steve's voice called out as he and Robin stumbled out of the stalks.

"Oh, snap..." Robin exhaled.

"Move!" Steve shouted, shoving her out of the way as Eddie managed to push the creature off of him, hurdling it towards the two.

Dustin grimaced, "I told you! Kick his ass! Offense, Eddie, not defense - offense!" He shouted.

Dustin's arms dropped to his side, "Why isn't he fighting for real? He could have that thing down by now." Steve murmured, as he and Robin joined Dustin.

Dustin shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know."

"Or fly away, he's got a wing advantage here, the other Demo-thing doesn't." Robin chimed in.

"Don't know." Dustin repeated.

"It's like," Dustin paused as he watched the bigger creature ram it's shoulder into Eddie, knocking him over. Eddie's body curled his tail acting as a barrier between him and it.

"It's like he doesn't want to fight it?" Dustin questioned.

"I'm pretty sure I've seen this on National Geographic, it's just a power struggle. That large thing is in Eddie's head, He does want to fight it, he just doesn't think he can win" Robin explained.

"You kids should go on and look for ____, Been gone to long there's no telling where the other one took them." Wayne called out, firing another shot towards Eddie's opponent, who seemed unfazed.

"It took ____?" Steve questioned. "It didn't run this way...It went-"

Dustin's eyes grew wide "You saw another one." he nearly exclaimed.

"Yeah, smaller than Eddie and this thing." said Steve.

"Should we do something about them?" Robin asked watching the fight as the two monsters continued the odd test of strength and place.

"They're fine," Dustin answered quickly, "You saw another one? Did it have hair?" He asked Steve.

"Hair? what - No. This one looked like any other Demodog. Maybe a little larger than normal but nothing like Batman and Goliath over there." said Steve.

"Maybe it was the one ____ said Eddie fought off last night." Dustin murmured.

"How are there so many of them left?" Robin asked, her eyes looked between the two men, "The gate is closed. We all saw it shut, permanently. We fought like hell to do it."

"Maybe some of Vecna's monsters got left behind. Maybe they, I dunno did that weird thing, were a piece falls off and becomes another one." Steve tried to reason.

Dustin spoke carefully, "That could in theory work for regular monsters from the upside down. But that doesn't explain Eddie and Chrissy."

"Chrissy?" Steve and Robin ask in unison.

"It's why I asked about the hair." said Dustin.

Steve mouth opened as if to speak and then closed again as he rested his nailbat on his shoulder.

"Chrissy ran off with ____, who claimed to be ok but-"

"But they're now stuck with another monster who may or may not be the same person they used to be." Robin jumped in.

Dustin gave a nod, "But I don't think Chrissy woul-"

The small group scattered to make room as Eddie lept to avoid the large Demo's attack. Kicking up dirt and uprooting corn stalks Eddie slid to a stop. He huffed and puffed as he stood on stakey legs.

"I just brought him those," Steve muttered as he looked over the tears in Eddie's clothing, blood tricking from claw marks in his skin.

"Maybe we should do something, He looks beat." Steve added, lifting his bat.

In doing so he drew the attention of the second creature. It's large head turned towards Steve and without eye it seemed to watch him.

"Why is it looking at you like that?" Dustin asked quietly.

"I know? Why would I know?" Steve replied.

"Maybe it remembers you?" Robin whispered.

"Eddie man you need to fight! We don't have time for this!" Dustin urged. "Wayne's nearly out of bullets, ____ and Chrissy are gone, and - and -" Dustin stopped shouting as he looked around.

"Where's Lucas?" He asked.

"He went...." Steve looked in the direction they'd come from, "oh no."

"Oh no?" Dustin leaned forward.

"He said he heard something, Lucas is smart - I didn't think he'd go looking if we ere still running." Steve groaned.

Dustin flapped his arms once in frustration, "Great, awesome. perfect."

"Eddie we're in a tough spot here...could you just -"

A pitched scream lifted above the corn and shortly after a shrilled wailing bellow followed after. Mice scattered about, fleeing the sound as they weaved around the groups legs.

Eddie lifted his head, turning sharply towards the sound before taking to the skies. His opponent made chase, snapping at Eddie's tail and narrowly missing. It watched as Eddie rose into the air before racing after him on foot.

"What was that?" Robin asked.

Wayne quickly checked his rounds before tossing his riffle to Dustin.

"Here, I'll slow you down. But you outta follow them." said Wayne.

"But what about you?" Robin asked him.

"I don't think them things are concerned with any of us at the moment." said Wayne.

"Right, then we'll meet you back at ____'s shop." said Steve as he parted the corn stalks and ushered Robin and Dustin through.

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griffin-girl-r · 7 months

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Waterproofed

Created: 15.09.2021

Finished: 10.02.2022

Edited: 08.10.2023

Age: 16

Word count: 752

Warnings: Drowning, Pools

Request: No

Note: This is the first ever story I wrote for the Marvel fandom and it's based on a joke I read 4 years ago.

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It was a normal day off at the compound for the Avengers.

Natasha was sitting on the couch with Steve and Clint beside her, Tony at the table, reading something on his laptop.

Thor was probably in Asgard, but most likely in the kitchen eating pop tarts.

Bruce in his lab.

And you decided that going for a swim in the outside pool with Bucky was a good idea.

You were so wrong.

—

Bucky came running into the living area and stopped to catch his breath, while moving his hands up and down.

Your mom, Natasha, was the first one to understand that something was wrong.

She was a spy after all.

"James?" Natasha questioned a still-silent Bucky, raising her eyebrow, as she turned to face the man

"Bucks? What's wrong, buddy?" Steve asked his best friend, concerned

"Hey, guys. Y/N is in the pool and I don't think she's waterproofed." Bucky tried to explain the best he could in his panicked state, only to gain confused looks from everybody in the room

Silence settled over the room before Tony spoke.

"I think he's trying to say that Y/N is drowning." Tony said absent-mindedly, not raising his head from whatever he was doing on his laptop

"Oh." The red-haired ex-assassin simply said, turning her attention back to the TV

It took Natasha three whole seconds to realize what Tony had said.

"SHE'S WHAT?!" The woman yelled and shot up on her feet

"Affirmative, Miss Romanoff. It appears that your child is indeed struggling to stay above the water." F.R.I.D.A.Y. confirmed

Your mother sprinted towards the outside pool, faster than she had in her whole life, with the boys hot on her heels.

—

When Natasha saw you just floating above the water with your face down, her heart tightened in her chest.

Steve used his super-soldier speed and reached you faster than the others, jumping in to pull you out.

When the rest of the team finally arrived, Steve was already laying you on the ground.

Your mom threw herself on her knees, next to your head, and she moved the wet hair out of your eyes, with tears in her own, as Steve leaned forward to hear your heartbeat.

Not there.

"Not good, not good, not good." Steve panicked hard

He started CPR and instructed Natasha to blow air through your mouth.

They started to get more desperate when they saw that you weren't reacting.

"Come on, baby." Natasha quietly sniffed "Please."

Just then, you gasped for air and choked on the water that was in your mouth.

Natasha quickly turned you to one side and she sighed in relief.

After catching your breath, you looked around, taking in your surroundings as your mind was still in a hazy state.

As you did your eyes landed on the one person that always made you feel safe.

"Mama." You whispered, your voice weak

Natasha pulled you in her arms and hugged you tightly to her chest "I'm here, baby. You're okay. Everything is okay." A few tears escaped her eyes

She looked over your head at Steve and mouthed 'Thank you', to which he answered with a nod.

"I'm glad you're okay, kid. You kind of scared the shit out of us." Your Uncle Clint said, patting your back "Especially your mom."

"I'm sorry." You muttered, with your head resting on Natasha's shoulder

Your mom took a deep breath and slightly pulled you away to kiss your forehead "What happened, my love?"

"I-I was getting ready to get into the pool when Bucky came and pushed me in a little bit too hard. Then he just laughed, thinking I was joking." You explained before sighing "I guess that he ran to you when he figured it out that I wasn't." And with that, you jumped into your mother's arms again

"Why don't we get you to Bruce for a small check-up? Huh?" The woman smiled and motioned to her best friend to help her lift you

Clint quickly lifted you up and let you support onto him, as he started to lead ypu towards Bruce's lab.

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When you and Clint were far enough, the ex-assassin turned to face Bucky, who was ready to run any second.

"We can discuss this." Bucky laughed nervously, raising his hands in defense

Let's just say that Bucky won't push anyone else in a pool for the rest of his life. Natasha made sure he learned the lesson.

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night-vipers · 6 months

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Misunderstanding - Part 2

Summary: Ghost realises his mistake and try's to apologize, wondering if he will be able to get you back.

Warnings: Arguing, Swearing

Part 1 Here

It had been a week since Ghost had spoken to you, about anything other than work. He felt cheated even though you and him weren't an item, he had developed feelings for you and had decided to let you in. He struggled to let anyone get close but you were different, or so he thought. He knew it was only a matter of time before you got bored of him and wanted someone without all the baggage, he was used to it but it didn't mean it hurt any less.

Ghost was in the armoury cleaning his guns to keep his mind off of what had happened. He was angry, hurt and tried to distract himself from his conflicted feelings for you. "Hey Si, what you doing down here at this time?" Soap said as he sat next to Ghost.

"What do you want?" Ghost grumbled angrily as he glared at Soap, just as pissed of with him for what had happened.

"What's up with you" Soap asked, used to Ghost being grumpy the majority of the time. Ghost lets out a scoff and chooses to ignore Soap, turning his attention back to his guns shaking his head. "So did you like your gift?" Soap asks, trying to diffuse the tension. Ghost lifts his head at Soap's question and scowls at him.

"The hell are you talking about Johnny" he says, rolling his eyes at Soaps grin, he was getting more annoyed with how nonchalant Soap was being.

"Y/n's gift, she was so excited to give it you I'd have thought she would have done it by now" Soap explains with a shrug, no idea of the fight you and Ghost had. "Don't tell her I ruined the surprise, she'll never ask me to help her again" Soap continued with a chuckle.

"What do you mean by help her?" Ghost questioned frustrated, confused.

"She asked me to help her pick it up and keep it hidden from you, she wanted it to be a surprise. I took her in to town to fetch it the other day" Soap explains furrowing his brows with confusion.

A sense of dread coats Ghost and now he realises what he saw was completely innocent. "Fuck" Ghost exclaimed as he rested his head on his hands "I fucked up" he says with a heavy sigh.

"What did you do Si?" Soap asked worriedly. Ghost recounts what he said to you and how he thought you and Soap had been fooling around. Soap shook his head at Ghost and let out a light laugh. "She'll forgive you Si, she's enamoured with you as much as you are with her. Go fix it, I'll put all this stuff away" Soap offered and before another word was said Ghost set off in a sprint to your room.

I sat in the window in my room, watching the droplets of rain run down the window. The weather seemed to mimic how I felt on the inside, sad and depressed. I had felt a little lost since the argument with Ghost, I had spent a week trying my best to get him to talk to me or to at least tell me what I did so wrong to make him hate me but I was just dismissed rudely or ignored completely.

Several loud and urgent knocks on my door pulled me out of my thoughts, I answered the door expecting some kind of emergency but I was met with an out of breath lieutenant. My shoulders instantly sagged at the sight of him and I averted my eyes to the floor, waiting for some rude or nasty remark since that's all I had from him recently.

"Can we talk please" he asked softly, noticing the bags under my red eyes and slightly dishevelled appearance. I sigh and walk back to my seat in the window, leaving the door open so he can come in. He closes the door behind him, leaning against it as he watches me retreat silently. "I need to apologise, I treated you like shit and you didn't deserve that" he continued, watching for a reaction.

I replayed his words in my head and it hurt just as much as when he initially said it. I turn my head his way with an a slight hint of anger on my face. "Okay, you can go now" I replied quietly, the sadness I was feeling turning into anger.

"What?" he asks shocked by your reaction. You were usually so understanding and willing to listen, he wasn't used to seeing you so cold and distant towards him. "I'm trying to apologise"

"Yeah well maybe I'm not interested in hearing it Ghost" I say louder, getting up from my spot and glaring at him. "You think you can apologise and it will make everything all better" I say crossing my arms, my jaw flexing as I felt the build up of anger rise to the surface.

"if you just let me explain why I did what I did then I-" he tried to continue but I cut him off.

"You didn't give me the time of day, so why should I give you the chance" I say storming past him to my desk. I retrieved the box with his gift inside and shove it into his chest. "We were meant to be friends Ghost and you treated me like trash" I yell, holding the door open for him to leave.

He places the box on the bed and approaches me "Please y/n, let me explain" he pleads, cupping my cheek gently like he used to. I try to avoid eye contact with him, knowing my resolve would crumble the minute I did. I shake my head but he lifts my head, eyes meeting. I can see how sincere he is, his big brown eyes break the last bit of strength I had. I sigh and push the door shut, crossing my arms waiting for him to talk.

He gently grabs my arm and leads me to the bed, motioning for me to sit so he can explain. "I saw you and Johnny sneaking around and thought something was going on between you two" he began, taking a deep breath. "I didn't like it and I reacted like a dick"

"Why wouldn't you just ask me, instead of making bullshit assumptions" I say angrily, picking at the skin on my fingers. He knew I did that when I was anxious and he pulled my hands apart, holding my wrists tenderly.

"Because I was afraid of the answer I might get" he signed, rubbing my wrists with his thumb. It was soothing and I missed his touch but I pulled my arms out of his grip, crossing them.

"Even if me and Soap were fooling around, why would you care?" I ask angrily.

"I- I care because I have feelings for you and I don't want you to realise how much better of you'd be with someone else" he says, rubbing the back of his neck. Obviously finding it hard to share the truth and openly admit his feelings.

"Ghost, I don't think about anyone that way other than you" I say softly and his head snaps up at my admission. "You're an idiot you know that?" I ask rhetorically. He chuckles and hangs his head.

"I know I am, do you think you could give this idiot a second chance?" he asks sheepishly, looking at me from the corner of his eye. I smile and lean over, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"You should know by now Ghost, you're stuck with me" I say, planting a soft kiss on his cheek. Skin separated by the cloth of his balaclava. I lean over and grab the gift, placing it in his lap. "here, this is for you"

"I really am sorry for all those things I said, I didn't mean them. I hope you know that" he said sadly, looking at me for reassurance.

I smile softly "I know Ghost and I forgive you. Just open it" I say nodding towards the gift. He opens it and inspects the metal case. I could tell he was smiling widely beneath the balaclava.

"I love it y/n, thankyou darlin'" he says as he caresses my cheek. He leans his forehead against mine, closing his eyes. "I don't deserve you" he admits softly.

"You deserve the world Ghost" I reply gently, hoping one day he would believe it himself.

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gofancyninjaworld · 9 months

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OPM Manga Update 233 Review: Evaluation

I had initially postponed writing this until the next chapter, but I've come to realise I have so much meta to write that it's best I do each chapter individually.

Summary because it's been a moment

The first part of the chapter is set in the mountains above City G where the Council of Swordmasters is based. At their building, the three disciples are reviewing what they've been able to unearth about Sweet Mask. It's precious little, with nothing available before his signing up as a hero. Iaian surmises that this fits in with the information that Bushidrill has been able to uncover on Amai's shifting appearance. They consider that the shape-shifting could be a special power, but in light of his behaviour towards Do-S's hostages, was much more likely a sign of progressive monsterization. Iaian expands on it by recounting what he'd seen of Sweet Mask at the surface when he'd seen a monster struggling to keep its humanity. With surprising empathy, Iaian states that it's often those who've lost something who know its true value. They decide to keep a careful eye on Sweet Mask but say nothing to Atomic for now. Okamaitachi hopes that they end up glad to have kept Sweet Mask's hands clean.

Elsewhere, we see Kamikaze (it is not right to call him Atomic Samurai in this context) and Nichirin paying their respects at a shrine dedicated to successive generations of the Swordmasters. They are accompanied by two young people, here to take the places of the slain Swordmasters. We are treated to Yuta's thoughts of hunting down whatever remains of the Monster Association. Nichirin apologises to the pair to say that if he'd been stronger -- but Shido cuts him short. His father lived by the sword, after all, and falling in battle was an honourable death. Besides, as a bodyguard, seeing Nichirin alive would have pleased him.

Speaking of that, given how gravely Nichirin had been injured, it naturally leads to Kamikaze asking after the old man's health. Nichirin sits on the ground and hitches his robes up to show a pair of cybernetic legs. His entire lower half is now mechanical and he's apparently no worse off for it [Aside: I guess the doctors who butchered Air back in Chapter 182 weren't joking about Metal Knight's skill in cyborg medicine].

He stands up, and, declaring that circulating one's chi through body and weapons made them part of a whole -- artificial bodies included -- unsheathes his sword and slices at an apple that he tossed into the air. The apple is apparently unharmed, but the cliff face in the background is cleaved. The apple falls to the ground, and Shido and Yuta marvel at the accuracy of the old man's cutting the cliff but sparing the apple. Nichirin states that he did cut the apple as well. Kamikaze picks up the apple and explains that this is Nichirin's special technique: it's so fast and finally that the Apple rejoined itself, apparently unharmed. He is relieved the old man is his usual self.

It's now Nichirin's turn to ask him a question. Now that his rival Bang has retired, will Kamikaze stay at the Hero Association? Kamikaze looks wistful for a moment as he recalls himself leading the charge to take down Psykos-Orochi. He says that, indeed, he'd initially gone only to challenge himself, but now he had experienced something that he couldn't get anywhere else. Besides, he still had one more person whose strength he needed to fathom -- we are shown that it is King. He'd decide after then.

As he takes his leave, Nichirin thinks that Kamikaze has changed. Being thrown among a variety of strong fighters with vastly different strengths had broadened his mind. Maybe being a hero wasn't so bad after all. He says that last part out loud to Yuta's puzzlement.

We cut to the hero Association and to Saitama and Genos approaching it. Inside, Forte is putting the finishing touches to a dog house Black Sperm is disgusted, but shelter and food, even if it is only dog food, are what he needs right now, at least until he rebuilds his cell count. Saitama and Genos heave into view and Forte greets them. Black Sperm rushes behind the dog house in well-justified fear. His life wouldn't be worth a scrap of cigarette ash if Genos caught sight of him. Fortunately, Genos is a bit distracted, first by the dog's name, then by the news that Forte lives next door to Saitama. He wastes no time in evicting Forte.

I have a feeling the dog is going to be trouble

Finally, we're in the M-City branch of Mouse Sushi, the cheap rotating sushi place with the infamous nasty t-shirts Saitama loves. Atomic Samurai is there with his disciples, having paid a futile visit to King's residence. There's only one problem with this place: someone keeps taking every plate they have their eye on. After the fatty tuna plate is taken, Atomic stands up to confront the person only to find that is King. The chapter ends with Atomic standing over an anxious King and asking if he could talk to him for a few minutes.

Whew, if you think this is meaty, wait until we get to the meta. Grab a drink!