#spare me the embarrassment i won't be able to take it

[weenwrites]

*sounds of crashing, fire alarm, smoke and chaos in other room, comes tumbling into your ask box falling on my face, quickly getting up and dusting self* hey there! How you doing? Wanted to ask for HC with TFP Soundwave, Megatron, WheelJack with human reader where they switch minds due to some relic or something? (it's temporary or till they get the relic to work again) how would they react? How would the whole thing go? Pretty sure Megatron won't be too pleased lol, established romantic relationship, they been together long enough to know a bit more about each other and be a bit vulnerable.

also a bit of a thing for Soundwave (extremely optional and can just be a line or two) , reader cares about and platonically loves laserpeak, this Minicon deserves love, also feel like it's a given that Soundwave would have a "must care about my child" s/o criteria (Soundwave is usually called a dad for his Minicons and I think they're (minus laserpeak) all dead in TFP? I hope they were just chilling somewhere cause I love these guys) like did you see how quickly he ran to his aid when he sent a distress signal when Ratchet had him pinned down? He didn't even spare a second to try to kill Jackie incase if that second made a difference if he survives or not.

*Magnus yelling in the other room about who did the mess* oh shit... OK thanks have great day byeee *proceeds to hightail it outta there before I get scolded for two hours* "THAT WAS AN AWESOME EXPLOSION BUT MAGY IS GONNA HAVE OUR HEADS" -Me "YOU'RE RIGHT ABOUT BOTH OF THOSE.. GET IN LET'S GO"- Jackie

(lol ignore my stupid just hoping it'll get a laugh from you, laughs are good for you)

[ Please do not repost, plagiarize, or use my writing for AI! Translating my work with proper credit is acceptable, but please ask first! ]

Predaking

He hates this, he's very upset. He dislikes the feeling of being so small and weak, and he inadvertently throws a lot of insults your way without another thought. He'll sulk and sulk and sulk until you point out good things, like it'll be a good learning experience for the two of you, and it could possibly help yourselves better understand one another. Only then will he admit that he sees why you enjoy sitting on his shoulder so much.

Aside from feeling a thousand times smaller, another thing he hates about being so small is the great difficulty that comes with getting around on his own. With his altmode he was able to traverse the sky and land with ease, but now it takes eons to make it somewhere, and he hates it that he gets tired much quicker.

But on the positive side of things, he does take this as a learning experience, and he takes this time to see if somethings he thought about humans are true or if they aren't. Of course he could've just asked you about them, but he was a little shy about it. Some of his questions were about human food, and some are about your home. Speaking of your home, he's definitely poking around out of curiosity. He's gonna pat your mattress and try laying down on it, he's gonna look in your fridge and take a bite of a stick of butter because he thought that was food... He's sorta like a curious cat, minus all the knocking stuff off tables.

Of course after the entire ordeal has been resolved and whatnot, he'll finally truly understand what you go through on a day-to-day basis around him, and he'll respect that you have to deal with such hardships all on your own.

Megatron

Yep. You're right. He's more than upset about this occurrence, and refuses to leave his habitation suite until shockwave finds a way to reverse it. He plans on letting Starscream command the decepticons while he plans on sulking in his room all day. With you in there with him. because he doesn't really want you going out and embarrassing him.

But if you wanna go out and see what it's like to be his height, it'll take a bit of convincing, but he'll allow you to go and walk around only for a bit. Surprisingly, there isn't any need to persuade him to come with you, he's coming on his own accord but only so he can keep an eye on things. It's certainly strange for him to sit on your—or... His? Shoulder? But he does it anyway because he hates feeling so small and weak—but that isn't to say that you are small and weak... He just feels very vulnerable in general.

Ironically, the rest of the Nemesis are a lot more scared about this than you'd expect. It's as if they're walking on eggshells around Megatron because the whole situation has got him in such a bad mood. And, if you have a good reputation aboard the Nemesis and treat everyone nicely, it's certainly baffling for everyone to see their high and mighty lord "Megatron" acting so nice. It's an unusual, but welcomed change.

After the entire ordeal, he certainly has a newfound respect for you. He hadn't realized how difficult and annoying it was to get around the Nemesis at such a small size. He tried climbing onto a table and it took him 30 minutes to get to the top. Not to mention he never truly understood the feeling of being ignored and overlooked the same way you do.

Wheeljack

He isn't as upset about this as other two are, but he's still a bit annoyed. He feels like he's completely stripped of his freedom now, and he thinks that sucks. If he wants to go do something, you can bet he's gonna go do it no matter what he's told. Despite the fact he's like a million percent more fragile and squishy now, his lack of self-preservation remains all the same, and honestly don't be surprised if he agrees to let Miko help him sneak out.

But that aside, he wants you to experience what it's like being a cybertronian (minus the whole war-fighting thing, of course) but the team most likely wants you to stay in the base while they try to find a way to reverse what's happened. Still, that doesn't stop him from trying to teach you how to transform, much to everyone else's misfortune.

Also in the millions of millions of years that he's existed, it has never been easier for him to squeeze into a small spot. With his acrobatic abilities (albeit dampened a little, due to your own strength) and your size? You bet he's milking this for all it's worth. He isn't afraid of climbing up onto things if he has to, or jumping off things because he's used to doing crazy stuff like that. You'll probably have to catch him more than once because he jumps down from a spot that's too high for a human body to escape from unscathed, so honestly at this point you should just keep holding him and bring him around with you as you would a pet.

Anyway, after all this he tries to stick up for your more and support you. I mean he already has ever since the two of you became a couple, but now that he knows how it feels to be overlooked and have so little freedom in your position, y'know.

#tfp imagines #tfp headcanons #tfp x reader #tfp predaking #predaking x reader #tfp megatron #megatron x reader #tfp wheeljack #wheeljack x reader #x reader #reader insert #self insert #weenwrites

[osamusriceballs]

The Hardships of Love

Oikawa x reader

Warnings: None

Words: ~ 1,7k

About: Centered this around the prompt: "Can't you see that I love you?"

A/n: I saw a small list of prompts and I'll go through them- five more to go! If you want to see a certain character for the next prompt, feel free to send an ask! Won't reveal the prompt for it though, so it'll be a surprise~

You're certain about very few things in your life, and one of them is Oikawa Tooru.

Oikawa Tooru is warmth.

Oikawa Tooru is your friend.

Oikawa Tooru will always be by your side.

Or at least, that's what you wish for.

"Hey, I need your help."

"What for?" He looks up and smiles when he sees you. His smile makes his face look softer, and your heart skips a beat at that sight. He exceeds kindness, but there is still something mischievous about him. Maybe it's his eyes, which reveal what's behind his usual mask, or maybe you just like to think that you are actually able to see the real Oikawa Tooru.

However, that couldn't stop you from swooning for him. He is not only attractive and incredibly skilled at volleyball, his passion and job, but he is also caring, thoughtful, easy to be around, and supportive. He is basically perfect boyfriend material. But you don't dare to go down that road. You're convinced that he has tons of beautiful women lining up on his—rather, your shared—doorstep and wouldn't spare a single romantic thought about his roommate—you.

How you both stayed in this flat after your college years have been behind you for quite some time is a miracle to you. He always insists that it's easier to stay here and that most people wouldn't expect him to live in a neighbourhood like this, and you somehow couldn't separate yourself from him too. There is something about Oikawa Tooru that makes you want to stay close to him.

"It's kind of stupid. I talked to Hajime last week..." Oikawa's smile gets wider when you mention Iwaizumi, and you are certain that you now have all of his attention.

"Go on." He nods, and you take the encouragement to keep going. He'll probably laugh at you, at his roommate that hasn't had a date for such a long time that his best friend felt pity and decided to set you up. But you still continue, hoping that he won't tease you for it.

"Hajime said that I need to go on a date," you say. It's the way he keeps eye contact with you that makes you squirm in your place. You don't miss how his eyebrows shoot up in surprise, his smile faltering for a short second.

"A... date?" He slowly repeats your words, as if he was checking that he got it correctly. You nod carefully, observing his reaction to see if he is about to burst out in laughter—and much to your surprise, he does not.

"Like... a date with Iwa-chan?" His eyes drop to the two dresses in your hands. It seems like he only noticed the fabrics in your hands now, and his face instantly turns blank.

"And... you want fashion advice from me? For your date with my best friend?"

"It's not with Hajime! It's with a friend of his—he said he knows him from work and that he plays volleyball too. He also joked that both of you play the same position, and that he is a former—"

You stop rambling when Oikawa abruptly stands up, his phone tightly clutched into his hand, and his jaw clenching.

You know that your cheeks are probably coated in a faint pinkish hue, quite embarrassed about the whole situation, but he doesn't seem to notice that. His eyes are solely focused on the ground, his body motionless for a few moments. It takes him a few seconds before he raises his gaze again, suddenly sporting a smile that you have never seen on him in real life before, but only in countless interviews. It's his practiced professional smile.

He looks at you as he would look at one of those reporters who would ask him about his beauty products after he literally won the World Cup.

"It's fine. No need to tell me more. Enjoy." His tone matches his expression, and you know instantly that something is off. Very much so.

"What's wrong with you, Tooru? Shouldn't you congratulate me for finally having a date?" You frown, and your fingers clench into the fabric of the dress that you're still holding in your hands, your knuckles turning white from the pressure already.

"Why should I? Y/n..." His hand runs carelessly through his hair, and God, you can't help but admire him for a second when his biceps flex under the loose white shirt that he's wearing. However, your attention quickly returns to the conversation. He suddenly looks at you, a shattered expression on his face, the professional tone gone as quickly as he had put on the facade.

"Y/n, can't you see that I love you?" His words are accompanied by glossy eyes, a sight that almost breaks your heart - as well as the meaning of his words when it finally hits you.

He... Oikawa... Oikawa loves you.

"You...just..."

"No. Don't." He raises his hands to stop you from talking, a defeated and tired expression on his face. "I didn't mean to say that. I don't want to put you in an uncomfortable position. Forget it. I'll leave."

Despite being a very observant man, you can tell that Oikawa didn't think this through and acted on instinct. He needs to squeeze through you in the doorframe to get to his room, and that would undoubtedly be very awkward for the two of you. It takes him exactly seven steps to reach you, his gaze avoiding yours as much as he can while he tries to get past you without accidentally touching you - but it seems like the seven steps have been enough to help you recover from your initial shock, and you drop the dress in your hands to grab his arm.

"Please, Tooru, listen to me. Please. Don't go now." You let your hand wander down to his, and he quietly wraps his hand around yours - and at this very moment, you are insanely aware of everything - of the way he is standing so, so close to you, of how he is holding your hand tightly with his big, strong hand - of how his shoulders are slumped forward, of the sadness in his eyes, as well as regret - and the lump in your throat threatens to bring tears to your eyes too.

"I didn't know that you liked me in that way. I wouldn't have agreed to the date if I had known."

"You don't have to say that out of pity. Am I that pathetic right now?" The hurt in his eyes is barely concealed, and it surely breaks something inside of you to see him like that. To see your cheerful and easy-going Tooru broken and self-conscious - and that because of you? When he literally has everything he could ever wish for-

"You are a world-known star, Tooru. You have the contact numbers of countless supermodels, you get invited to every single hot party, and you-"

"Wait, wait, I don't have the number of any model saved. I don't think I even have a single number of a woman in my phone - besides my mum and sister. And my manager. And also Shoyo's manager friend from high school- okay, I do have some women's numbers on my phone, but that's not the point. I'm not interested in any of them in that way. I'm used to focusing on one thing at a time - the ball when I'm playing, my goal... and...." His eyes stay glued to yours, the implication of his words clear. He has been focused on you only. No other person. Just you.

The honesty in his eyes makes your knees weak, and you feel like falling any second - but you're pretty sure that he would manage to catch you in that unlikely scenario thanks to his crazy reflexes and observing skills.

"I... Tooru - I," your breathing is erratic, your mind failing at voicing your feelings right now - but that's when you think action might help.

The bravery that suddenly rushes through you is probably rooted in the fact that Oikawa Tooru just confessed his feelings to you - and you let go of his hand, noticing how his eyes harden at the action and how his body makes an attempt to turn - and at that moment, it feels like one of his descriptions of how it feels when he's playing volleyball. Everything seems to be in slow motion - when you bring your hands to his shoulders, feel the muscles and stability that he exudes and then how his expression changes to a surprised and overwhelmed one, and then you basically jump into his face, taking one last deep breath before you press your lips against his. Your hands subconsciously claw into his collar, your movements stiff and awkward, your body not fully knowing what to do - but it takes Oikawa just the fraction of a second to bury a hand in your hair and to turn the kiss into a soft connection of your lips.

His arm wraps around your back and pulls you closer, so much closer, his lips against yours moving smoothly and gentle, causing a warmth to rush through your body - you feel electrified, warm, loved, and all because of the man right in front of you.

It feels like forever, but also too short when he finally pulls back. Oikawa exhales slowly and opens his eyes - and your knees suddenly feel like pudding when you notice the loving expression on his face that you're probably mirroring in more or less the same way.

"I'll tell Hajime that I lost my heart to another setter." You finally break the silence, and you notice that your hands still rest on his shoulders, but you have no intention of moving them away.

Oikawa grins at your words and swiftly tilts his face to press a quick peck to your lips that sends tingles through your whole body. You could definitely get used to this.

"Too bad for Tobio-kun." You raise your eyebrows at his words-

"How did you know his name?" You're convinced that someone like Oikawa knows a few setters, but still...

Oikawa just playfully rolls his eyes and scoffs before he answers.

"I'm sure Iwa-chan chose him to get a reaction of me. But I don't think that he is open to a relationship right now, he only focuses on his career."

"But aren't you the same?"

"Me? No."

He smiles- an honest and sincere smile- a smile that you adore so so much-

"I only focus on what I love- and that means you."

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #oikawa x reader #oikawa #oikawa fluff #ISTG that is so dramatic #even I cringed when I read it #ugh I think the next prompt is going to be even more dramatic #but well #I can still dream about passionate and love-drunk Oikawa #who is so so whipped for you #staying with your FOR YEARS without telling you about his feelings #just pinning for you #ENDLESSLY #AND LOVING YOU #BTW! #it is pretty much gn #reader wears a dress #but dresses are gn imo #ANYWAY! #Enjoy the weekend #I had a few moments to spare to proofread this #and so here I am #posting in the middle of the day hahaha

[appocalipse]

Heyyy. If you're taking requests, could i request something where steve and reader are at a party (or anywhere) and reader offers Steve the chocolate shes eating and he says "ill take it if u give it to me" and then when sjes trying to give he says "not with your hand".

anon, you have such a big brain i love this, i love u

"You're heavy."

Steve's answer is an incoherent murmur. He has an arm around your shoulders for support, even though he's clearly not that drunk — barely tipsy. Dragging him upstairs is a struggle anyways, even though he's not putting his full weight on you. Inebriated or not, he's always nice and thoughtful.

His elbow bumps into the wings you're wearing. “Sorry,” he says, almost against your cheek.

"It's all right."

The problem with Steve is that he doesn't know what it's like not to be Steve. The effect he has on people. Even now that he's graduated, he somehow still retains that popular boy charm, something that effortlessly draws people in like moths to flames. After you'd earned the official best friend title, you thought you'd be able to say that you're the exception — but you're not.

A guy coming down the stairs bumps into you and apologizes, but Steve grumbles as if he's committed a capital crime anyways. Luckily, the boy pays him no mind, and you and Steve reach your bedroom door without further complications.

People spare you a few glances here and there when you turn on the light and close the door behind you. It's more curiosity than surprise, you're sure. Seeing you and Steve together is nothing out of the ordinary, although a lot of people insist that there's more than friendship involved.

Well...you wish.

You lower Steve onto the bed as gently as possible. With an exaggerated ooof, he plops down like it's the most comfortable bed in the entire world.

"What are we doing here?" he asks.

“Preventing a disaster, probably” you reply, taking off his shoes. This situation should be awkward, but it's not. He's slept in this very bed a hundred times. Never with you, of course, but still. Nothing new.

You turn around and slide the straps of your wings down your shoulders. They're shiny, pretty. You've put effort into your costume for Halloween this year — a fairy costume — and you tell yourself this had nothing to do with the half-drunk boy lying in your bed, but you know that's not entirely true.

You've seen him laughing and talking to several other girls wearing very unimpressive costumes tonight, though, so your costume is not to blame for anything.

You're putting the useless wings down on the ground when Steve says, “You have a nice back. Pretty.”

You look over your shoulder and try to hide your embarrassment. He probably won't even remember that, you convince yourself. Steve gets flirty when he's tipsy.

“Behave,” you say softly, walking back to the bed as he starts touching random objects on your bedside table: a book you've been reading, your alarm clock, a fake flower. You put everything back in place and push his hands away gently. "You're so drunk, Steve."

“You're so pretty, Y/N,” he croons.

You gasp. He's trouble, incorrigible, more so when he's drunk, you're aware. And if you were smarter, your heart wouldn't be beating so fast right now.

Steve reaches for you with determined hands. You wisely move your arm away and glare at him. Or at least try to. “Stop,” you admonish.

“Stop what?”

“You know what.”

Steve giggles. He's impossible. You should be used to his ways by now, but you’re definitely nowhere near there.

Ever the loyal friend, you're pouring him a glass of water. Steve obediently sits up against the headboard and waits. You're not entirely sure how to interpret his sudden good behavior.

“Here,” you offer.

Steve takes a generous sip. He licks his lips and puts the glass down on the bedside table when he's satisfied, careful not to break anything. You sit on the edge of the bed and try not to feel sorry for yourself when he looks at you and your heart does that funny thing inside your chest.

Unlike you, he has no trouble keeping eye contact. He looks way too sober when his eyes find yours.

“Why didn’t we ever kiss?”

He says that like it's no big deal. Like he's talking about the weather.

It’s like someone up there really wants you to make a fool out of yourself, you think. Oddly enough, Berlin's Take My Breath Away is playing downstairs, muffled by the closed door but still very much noticeable. What's with that song? It's a Halloween party, for God's sake.

Steve shifts closer to you, hand coming up to rest on your knee. You wish you had drunk more.

Or maybe you just wish he were totally sober.

“I don't know,” you manage to say. “Because we're friends?”

“But you’ve thought about it before?”

You chuckle, hoping he's drunk enough not to notice anything suspicious but highly doubting it. "Steve."

"What?"

You lean over and grab a spare chocolate bar from your bedside table, taking a small bite, savoring the sweet taste on your tongue for a moment before his gaze on your face feels overwhelming and you feel the need to say something.

"What?" you say. "Do you want some?"

He beams at you. "I'll take it if you give it to me."

It's nothing out of the ordinary — you've given food to Steve like this before, and while you do get a little flustered every time you do it, it's no big deal. You break off a small piece of chocolate and lift your hand toward Steve's face.

He grabs your wrist.

“Not with your hand,” he says, eyes on yours.

Your breath fails. You look at him nearly in shock, throat dry, lips parted though no words manage to come out.

Steve gently cups your chin between his finger and thumb, tilting your face towards his. "Here," he whispers quietly, taking the chocolate from your hand and lifting it to your mouth.

“Steve,” you falter, a whisper of many meanings. Should we really do this? Will we really cross that line?

He seems to understand completely. You look at each other for three seconds that feels more like three hours, and Steve patiently waits for you. We only cross that line if you want to.

You lean closer and take the chocolate between your teeth before you can argue against your own judgment, before you can think about how silly you must look doing that. Maybe you can blame — or thank — the punch you drank earlier for the extra courage, or maybe you're letting this happen because Steve Harrington is your oldest, kindest, most trusted friend; but now none of that matters, because he smiles. He smiles, leans closer, and lets his lips brush yours lightly as he gently takes the chocolate from your mouth.

It's slow, a test, each move carefully thought beforehand. That chocolate is an excuse and nothing more — you know, he knows; and when Steve's lips touch yours again, it becomes absolutely clear.

The kiss obviously tastes like chocolate, though. It's still slow, still tentative, but now it's a kiss that can't be disguised, a line long crossed, erased, forgotten.

You pull away to ask if he's really okay with this, but your question is answered before it's even asked when, half a second after you break the kiss, Steve cradles your face and begs, "Wait, wait - don't pull away yet, just…,” and kisses you again, and again, and again.

He opens his lips against yours and your brain short-circuits, body tensing up before you're able to relax under his touch. You hold onto his shoulders as his hands firmly slide down to your waist, years of mutual pining momentarily pushing away any doubts that might have arisen.

A squeeze on your waist makes you nearly moan and the sound alone is enough to make Steve smirk; he buries his face in your neck when he needs to catch his breath, trailing slow, open-mouthed kisses down your throat, along your jawline, biting just below your ear…

“Steve,” it's something between a whisper and a moan, but Steve sees it as nothing but encouragement, adoring every part of your skin he can touch. He lays you down on the bed and his lips find your collarbone, brushing against your warm skin softly, hands firmly moving up your sides. "Steve."

Steve stops as quickly as if you had just pressed a button to turn him off. “Shit, sorry, I- should I stop? Is this too much?”

He shifts back to a sitting position and helps you do the same.

"No!" your quick reply makes him raise his eyebrows and laugh. You slap his arm playfully. “Of course not, I…I want this. If you-"

“I think I'm in love with you.”

You must look panicked. You feel panicked — perhaps no more than Steve himself, judging by the look on his face, though for quite different reasons; you because you're sure you must be in a dream you're going to wake up from soon, Steve because he thinks he's just scared you for life.

He runs a hand through his brown hair nervously and says, leaning back a little further, “Shit, sorry, I didn’t mean to drop this on you like that. I just- well, it’s true, but…you don’t have to, like, say anything back. I-”

“Steve-”

“-I don’t want to freak you out.”

“Steve-”

“Are you freaking out?”

Giggling, you wrap your arms around his neck and say, “No! I’m in love with you too, silly.”

#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington oneshot #steve harrington x you #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington angst #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fic #steve harrington #stranger things fanfic #fanfiction #stranger things drabble #steve harrington drabble #steve harrington blurb

[animeismyhappyplace]

Battle Scars and Love Confessions

This is my own work! Please do not repost or translate without permission! Minors DNI or you'll be blocked, thank you!

Tachihara Michizou x Female Reader Smut

Word count: 3,208

Warnings: Pet names, cursing, female and male receiving oral, 69 sex position, probably slight OOC Tachihara

Y/N and Tachihara have been on a important mission for Mori scouting another ability organisation when Tachihara becomes injured trying to save his partner. As she helps patch him up feelings are revealed and it leads to a spicy evening spent together.

Y/N and Tachihara Michizou have been on an undercover mission for weeks scouting out a rival organisation for Mori however it turns out they've been being watched themselves. The organisations ability users landed an attack on the duo which led to Tachihara receiving a cut across his chest while trying to protect Y/N. The pair have finally made it to her apartment where they can tend to his wound.

"Fuck... Can you help me with this Y/N? It hurts so fuckin' bad" Tachihara grunts out as he applies pressure to his chest to stem the bleeding. "Shit shit... One second" She hisses out as she rushes them into her apartment, setting Tachihara down on her sofa as she gets out her first aid kit "I need to clean it alright? So it doesn't get infected" She looks at him for a moment before applying some alcohol rub to a clean cloth and starts to gently dab at the open wound.

The man sucks in a breath through gritted teeth "Shit... Thanks..." He sighs softly as he watches her work, feeling grateful for her help. His eyes wander over her body as she works, admiring how beautiful she was despite being covered in his blood. It made him feel even more helpless than usual. Y/N nods her response trying not to focus on the fact that her crush in half naked in front of her as she focuses on cleaning the cut as best she can without interrupting the start of the healing process "You doing okay? Other than you know... The obvious?" She asks carefully while working "Yeah," He answers honestly, not wanting to burden her any further than necessary. "It's just really painful." He winces slightly as she cleanses the wound.

"I know I'm sorry" She frowns as she finishes up, throwing the bloody rags into a rubbish bag before wrapping a clean bandage around his chest "You need to be more careful next time" She scolds him gently "Sorry" he mumbles quietly, embarrassed by his own brash actions. He tries to ignore the throbbing sensation from his wound, focusing instead on thanking her once again for taking care of the injury. She sighs softly before rubbing his leg gently from her place on the floor "You don't gotta apologise just... Please be more careful. I don't like seeing my best friend hurt" The woman before him smiles sadly "I will" He promises solemnly, trying to reassure her that he will not end up in this situation again.

Nodding she moves to throw away her used supplies "You gonna be able to get home in this state? I kinda feel like you should stay here tonight so you've got someone watching you" She suggests joining him on the sofa "Thanks" he says gratefully as he watches her move around the small apartment "You can take my bed and I'll stay here on the sofa" She grabs and spare pillows and blankets laying them down on the floor "There's no way I'm taking your bed! If I'm sleeping in your bed then you're staying with me!" He protests firmly, sitting up quickly grunting a little in the process at the pain in his chest and grabs her arm pulling her towards him "We both need some rest after our mission and all the bullshit we went through today" He tells her stubbornly.

She flushes at his words "We can't Tachi... You'd see me in a vulnerable state, What if I'm an awful person to sleep beside and I hurt you" She giggles nervously "Aww come on..." He whines playfully, leaning back against the sofa "It won't kill us to spend one night in the same bed" The ginger haired man winks at her teasingly, hoping to ease her worries about being alone with him in such close proximity. "O-Okay if you're sure you don't mind" Y/N gulps down her nerves at being in a bed with the man she's had a huge crush on since he joined the Port Mafia "I think I've got some of your old clothes stashed here somewhere from previous missions".

He nods happily as he waits for her to find something comfortable for him to wear, as he sits there silently watching her search through the closet he tries to ignore how hot she makes him feel "Do you have anything you want to talk about since we're alone?" He asks softly, curious about her thoughts on their relationship, he's never been sure if the woman before he reciprocates his feelings. She finally finds him some comfy clothes to sleep in and let's him change in peace before tilting her head to the side as she thinks once he rejoins her "Like what Tachi?" He smirks at her question, his heart skiping a beat when he sees her looking at him admiringly.

"I don't think I've got anything to ask you, how about you? Do you have any questions for me?" She smiles at him reassuringly. He looks at her blankly for a moment before huffing out a shaky breath "I was thinking about us"

"Us? What about us Tachi? I'm confused" She looks at him with her brows furrowed, he blinks at her confusedly before frowning "You truly don't know?" He clicks his tongue as he watches her nod "Y/N I LIKE you... I like like you" He stutters out turning away from her as he blushes a dark red he didn't think he would have to spell it out for her like that.

Her eyes widen slightly as she lets out a shaky breath "O-Oh... I didn't realise" She mutters as she blushes as dark as her male companion "Well that's good because... I like you too" She looks down away from his eyes as he takes a deep breath before looking back at her "Well that's a relief" He chuckles as he shakes his head "You gonna let me take you out when we're next free, like on a date?" He smiles at her hopefully. Y/N smiles blindingly at him and nods enthusiastically "I'd love to go on a date with you Tachi!". He grins widely at her enthusiasm before nodding "Good! Then we'll make sure to plan something special for our first date~" He winks at her playfully as she giggles watching the man she admires so much "Is it gonna be awkward that we're spending a night in the same bed?" She bites her lip as she looks up at him.

He laughs lightly at her comment "No way, we're both adults after all." He says with a smirk "Besides, who would ever want to sleep alone anyway?" He leans his arm against the edge of the sofa behind them and puts an arm around her shoulder affectionately pulling her closer "That's true I'd much rather sleep beside you" She curls her arms around his neck playing with the baby hairs that sit at the edge of his hair line. His face lights up as he hears this and wraps his other arm around her waist "So what are our plans tonight then?" He asks softly as he moves a hand down to rub her thigh gently while smirking at her "Well I suppose that's up to you Tachi" She grins mischievously at him before pulling his face down to gently kiss his lips.

He kisses her back deeply savoring every second of their passionate embrace before breaking off the kiss and smiling lovingly at her "What do you say we take this to the bedroom" He looks into her eyes to see her reaction "I'd really like that" She kisses him again slowly and passionately as she climbs into his lap to deepen the kiss, Tachihara can't help but release a small hiss as she bumps against his chest but recovers before Y/N can realise she momentairly hurt him. He returns her kiss eagerly wrapping his hands around her waist as they continue making out on the couch until finally he lifts her up and carrys her to the bedroom where he pulls away leaving her breathless.

Tachihara pushes her back into her bedroom wall sliding himself in-between her legs as he kisses her roughly stroking his left hand along her side as his right hand holds onto the wall as she grunts softly at the pressure against her back "Fuck Tachi... I want you" He groans softly at her words as he feels himself start to harden against her "Fuck baby... You don't know how long I've wanted to hear you say those words" Y/N nods knowing she feels exactly how he's feeling and grips the back of his head pulling him back to her lips as she slips her tongue into his mouth while pushing her clothed pussy against his groin, he moans softly as he feels her press herself against him.

Tachihara wraps his hands under her thighs and lifts her off to wall to throw her gently onto her bed "I'm going to have you screaming my name by the end of tonight" He smirks devilishly at her from the edge of her bed. He stands above her looking down lustfully as she beckons his over to her with her finger. Tachihara crawls onto the bed and stops when he's finally on top of her with his thighs caging her own in. Y/N reaches her hands up to his shoulders caressing his soft unmarked skin "I've wanted you for so long Tachi".

He leans forward kissing her deeply before breaking the kiss and staring deep into her eyes "You're mine now, forever." He says firmly before moving lower to kiss her neck gently. She smiles and repeats his sentiment back "I'm yours and you are mine Tachihara Michizou" She tilts her head backwards a little to give him more room as he starts to gently suck marks into her neck in-between kisses marking her as his own while she keens for him. He continues to mark her body slowly making sure that every inch of her was marked by his presence leaving no part untouched or unclaimed. His cock twitches slightly in anticipation of claiming her completely.

Hayley's upper body is now littered with bruising marks and soft bites as she pants softly "Stop teasing me" She whines out to him while spreading her legs open and pulling at her t-shirt, he chuckles lightly biting down on her shoulder blade "Am I taking too long baby?" He teases her playfully as he starts to strip her body of her clothing then removing his own. He appreciates her body for a moment eyes lingering on her pert nipples before leaning forward to take one of her sensitive buds into his waiting mouth

As his lips wrap around her hard nipple she lets out a soft whine at the contact "Please Tachi" She threads her fingers through his hair while he hums happily against her nipple as he licks and sucks at it sending shivers down her spine. Her pussy gets wetter by the second from just having her breasts played with. The feeling of being teased drives her crazy. He pulls away smiling at her "So needy aren't we?" He asks with a smirk stretching across his lips, she nods her head while pouting at him "Just want you" She wraps her arms around his neck, pushing him back on his haunches as she climbs into his lap.

He grins widely as she straddles him wrapping her legs around his waist. He looks up at her capturing her lips in an aggressive kiss full of tongue and heat pushing all of his untold emotions into her through their kiss, Y/N grips his neck to steady herself as she starts to grind herself down against his covered member "I can't wait to feel you baby" He groans loudly as he feels her grind against him. It sends chills throughout his entire body. He reaches up grabbing onto her hips holding them still so he can continue kissing her deeply. He breaks off their kiss panting heavily so he can slide her panties down, giving her needy pussy a little tap against her clit.

Her hips jerk slightly at his ministrations as she rolls his boxers down taking a second to admire his pretty cock springing out to meet her, precum already starting to seep out the head of his cock, his breath hitches as he watches her gaze over his length. A small moan escapes him as she gently wraps her hand around his length giving him a few short pumps "Who's teasin' now Y/N" He grunts as he tips his head back at her light touches, Y/N then suddenly climbs out of his lap to lean down and give his length soft kisses and licks.

Tachihara moans softly as he watches her tease him. He places one hand behind her head keeping her close as he lets out another low growl at her actions "Fuckin' tease" He mutters out as she smirks against his throbbing length, she moves herself back up to face him and gives him a light peck on his lips "I have an idea baby if you'll let me" She bites her lip and waits for his response. He smiles into her lips and nods "Whatcha thinkin' baby?" The woman in front of him smirks as she pushes him down onto the bed leaning over him as she gives him one last kiss before turning over to have her back facing him. She bends herself down as she hovers her pussy over his face while his cock bounches up to reach the edge of her face.

He grins as his hands wrap around her thighs pulling her pretty pussy closer digging his nails into her plush skin "I like how you think babygirl" He gives her a moment to adjust her position before he drives his tongue against her sticky lips, Y/N gasps as she feels his hot tongue prod against her waiting soppy pussy before she's reminded of her position when Tachihara pushes his hips up prodding her mouth with his length.

Y/N lets her tongue dip out of her mouth as she slowly starts to lick against his length teasingly before wrapping her lips around the head of his cock sucking greedily, his breath hitches as he feels her lips wrap around his shaft, he groans loudly feeling himself growing in her mouth "Mmm fuck yeah..." He pants heavily as he tries to keep control of himself from being too eager to please her. His tongue licks quickly against her slit, he licks up the entirety of her pussy before reaching her throbbing clit.

Her body shutters as she finally feels his tongue brush against where she really needs him, she hums lightly against his throbbing head letting the vibrations hit against his skin before she starts to take his length into her waiting mouth, licking against the underside of his cock while pushing her hips back against his face desperately. He moans softly as she takes as much of his thick cock into her mouth as she could he could feel her throat muscles tighten around his shaft as she sucked him off eagerly wanting to please him so badly.

His tongue slides harder against her hole dipping inside before licking up around her clit as he circles his tongue against her little bud making Y/N whine and moan against his length increasing her pace as she bobs her head up and down, the man beneath shudders slightly as he hears her whimper and moan loudly onto his dick, he felt her throat tighten even more around his shaft as she bobbed faster on his cock trying to get every last drop of cum out of him, his hand grips her plush thighs even tighter as he pulls her as close to his face as he can while he devours her sensitive pussy.

Tachihara starts to leave red marks on her pretty skin and he grips her so harshly getting pussy drunk on the taste of her essence, Y/N can hardly handle the sensations as her thighs start to shake from the stimulation. As she slobbers on his length she feels his cock throb against her throat while he thrusts up to fuck her face as best as he can from his position. He groans loudly as he feels her choke on his cock, his hands gripping her thighs tightly as he slammed himself deeper into her tight wet mouth fucking her face hard as he can feeling himself getting close to blowing his load as he pumps his hips faster while she takes it like the obedient little slut she is.

Y/N can feel his cock throbbing harder and faster once he starts to near his end as she realises he's close she feels him suck her clit into his mouth leathering wet licks and sucks to her abused button with determination to make her cum with him. He moans loudly as he feels her body tense up on top him, he knows that if he doesn't stop rocking his cock into her mouth soon then he would shoot his load straight down her throat, but instead of slowing down he keeps thrusting until finally he can hold back no longer and releases his hot sticky seed deep down her throat as she gulps every last drip down her slutty throat, making him moan loudly "Y... Y/N!".

She moans at his taste as she glady licks his sent cock clean, moaning loudly as he works her clit harder and faster as her thighs tremble from at attention "C'mming! I'm cumming Tachi, don't stop fuckin' me with your tongue!" She cants her hips against his face uncontrollably as she grinds her pussy down against his tongue as he works her through her organism, gripping her shaking thighs and slowly licks her throbbing slit as she comes down panting heavily.

He smiles happily as he hears her moans, knowing how much pleasure this was giving her, feeling her juices run over his lips as he continued licking her pussy, tasting her sweet nectar as he felt her orgasm wash over her, squeezing his head between her legs as he licked her cunt making sure not to miss any of her sweet juices, greedily sucking it all up.

She moans as she flops down on top of him while catching her breath "I've never cum so hard in my life" She giggles as she notices her limbs are starting to feel heavy from keeping the position up for so long. He chuckles softly as he pulls away her pussy, gently rolling her onto the bed before laying next to her still breathing heavily while looking at her and smirking.

"You didn't think we were done did you babygirl?" He bites his lip as he pulls her close to his body "I'm nowhere near being done with you" She can't help the shiver that licks up her spine with anticipation as she smiles at her lover.

Tonight was going to be a long one and she couldn't be more excited for it.

#bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd smut #bsd #chuuya x reader #bsd imagines #bungou stray dogs #Tachihara Michizou #tachihara michizou bsd #port mafia #tachihara michizou x reader #bungo stray dogs #bsd headcanons #tachihara x reader #tachihara michizou #tachihara bsd #Tachihara smut #Tachihara Michizou smut #Tachihara Michizou x reader #Bungou Stray Dogs smut #bsd hunting dogs #Bsd hunting dogs smut #bsd x y/n #Tachihara might be a little OOC I do apologise #I lust for this man so fucking much 🔥🥵

[deadbydangit]

Hello! Thank you for your great work as always, and I have another potential prompt. How would you feel about Wesker, Trapper, and Trickster reacting to a reader attempting to fight back with an improvised weapon/trap. Thank you!

Brutal. Efficient. I love it. Hope it's okay. I'm on so much cold medicine right now and am barely functioning. Please enjoy.

With a Reader who fights back.

Mastermind, Trapper, Trickster

Mastermind

Wesker has mixed feelings about it.

He doesn't like his job being more complicated than it has to be.

But, at the same time, he enjoys a bit of a challenge.

When things get too boring, he mentally checks out.

First, he'll want to see if he can psych you out of it.

The use of intimidation has always been his first tool.

"Do you really think that you can defeat me?"

"Seven minutes. Seven minutes is all the time I can spare to play with you."

He'll pull the whole intimidating frown with a knife is brandished out toward you.

But when you grab for a weapon?

Negotiations are off the table.

You're going to have to grab something sturdy.

Otherwise he's Uroburos will rip right through it.

But it will also have to be a weapon that can be moved with ease.

He's fast, and he knows every little opening you have.

A lead pipe?

Beggars can't be choosers.

You probably won't be able to fight for very long.

This is Albert Wesker we're talking about.

This man is a bioweapon.

But, he'll be impressed by your strength and determination.

So much so that he'll give you a ten second head start as he knocks the pipe out of your hands.

As annoyed as he seems, he was actually enjoying himself in a sick twisted way.

He's smirking and laughing.

"Do you think you can hide from me?"

Trapper

He isn't the type to actually take pride in his job.

He does what he has to do, and leaves.

Evan is that co-worker who goes to work and never spends time with anyone else outside of work.

Don't talk to me or approach me unless it has something to do with work.

That guy.

And he's perfectly happy keeping it that way.

Until you pick up a broken plank off a pallet and start swinging it around!

Why?

Could you please stop?

He doesn't see this as some sort of challenge or threat.

He sees this as an inconvenience.

For the most part, he will try to ignore you.

Moveing out of the way as you swing the plank around.

If you do try to attack him, he will easily grab the plank and take it out of your hands.

Like taking candy from a baby.

He'll make sure to crush it too.

Not just so you can use it anymore.

He's also hoping this will serve as a scary enough example.

Want to end up like that piece of wood you just had?

No?

Then I suggest running.

Trickster

It depends on how he's feeling that particular day.

If things haven't been going his way that day, he'll pout and scream.

It's actually really embarrassing to watch.

If trials have been good, he'll indulge in your little game.

With him, you're more likely to find out of something that resembles a shield rather than a weapon.

Knock down tables for him to get his knives stuck in.

Then use those knives against him.

Unless you're an expert in throwing, there isn't much damage you can do.

But you can try.

And he'll watch.

Ji-Woon will even start laughing.

Your pathetic display of heroism is just too precious.

He'll brutally attack you.

Throwing hundreds of knives at you.

Dancing around as he performs.

Smirking and laughing the whole time.

This is now a game to him, and you are just another toy.

The pleasure he gets from this makes up for the fact that the others will probably escape.

And he'll watch you bleed to death on the floor after they all leave.

"Thank you for the little show. I do hope we can play again."

#dbd imagines #dbd ask blog #dbd x reader #dbd killer #dbd trickster #dbd mastermind #dbd trapper

[hyenahunt]

Obbligato: Epilogue - 4 (END)

Writer: Akira

Season: Winter

Characters: Hiyori, Jun, Tatsumi, Nagisa, HiMERU

Proofreading: Remi + 310mc (JP) & Skyress (ENG)

Translation: Peace & hyenahunt

Tatsumi: Amen.

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Hiyori: Haha. Yes, do continue to lavish your praise upon our Jun-kun!

...Honestly, when I was first shown around Reimei Academy, I found myself feeling as though we'd gotten the short end of the stick.

At that time, we had nowhere else that we could go, so we'd no choice but to resign ourselves to it. That before we could escape from Hell, we'd continue to be trapped in its depths for a while longer still.

Hiyori: But you see, as I walked along preoccupied with such melancholy thoughts, I happened to look out the window, and there I saw Jun-kun, dutifully practicing in silence all on his own.

The atmosphere of Reimei Academy at the time was truly dreadful — everyone seemed either dead inside, or they glared at each other with pure resentment.

Jun-kun was the only one with none of that air about him — instead he aspired only to improve himself.

Hiyori: And what a beautiful sight he was... Of course, telling him that to his face would be too embarrassing — it'd go to his head and he'd never let me hear the end of it.

It was while watching this boy that I found it in myself to believe my decision hadn't been made in vain. That if there was even one person like him here, then perhaps it wasn't all so bad.

And so that's why I made the decision to enroll at Reimei Academy, with Jun-kun as my goal. Honestly, I was there initially to scope out Shuuetsu Academy, a school made up of nothing but Special Student elites.

But I found myself believing that I should start all over again at rock bottom and covered with mud, just like Jun-kun.

After all, when you're up somewhere so lofty and high, you'll fail to see what's truly important.

Jun: And just what have you been so cheerfully badmouthing me 'bout, huh~?

Hiyori: Goodness, I wasn't badmouthing you. You're simply being paranoid.

Jun: You swear?

Tatsumi: That's right. I believe that you're rather important to Tomoe-san, Jun-san.

Hiyori: It's true! You rank right after my family, namely Nagisa-kun and Mary!

Jun: I rank below a dog, huh?

Hiyori: If that bothers you so much, then climb your way up! Come now, put your all into it and work ever harder for my love!

Jun: Shut it... It's not like I'm working hard for the sake of your love, y'know~?

I'm working hard so that I can be a better version of myself. Maybe my life looks all kinds of unfortunate and pitiful besides yours, but...

That's precisely why I wanna become the best and strongest idol, so that someday I can declare that's who I am, loud and proud.

It's then that the hard work of my past self will finally all be worth it.

So I'm gonna work hard, right now. I'm gonna give it everything I've got — 'cause giving it all that I've got is all I can do.

Tatsumi: That's right. Fufu, you truly do have no need for God's divine protection.

Jun: You got that right. I don't need no God to save me — 'cause I'm gonna be the one who'll save myself.

Tatsumi: .......♪

Nagisa: ... Shall we stop this idle chatter and begin recording, everyone?

... Though we could simply just rehearse today, and leave the actual filming for another day…

... We don’t have another day to spare, do we?

HiMERU: HiMERU agrees. There is no time to be looking back on days gone by.

We must look towards the future instead, and live earnestly.

So long as we are allowed to do so.

HiMERU: (Kaname. My poor, pitiable little brother. I shall take your place, at least for now.)

(I hope that one day, when you are able to walk once more, you will be able to live a little happier than before.)

(I'll arrange an environment in which you can, and secure a place for you in it as well.)

HiMERU: (I am your older brother, after all.)

HiMERU: (When you awake, when you're able to walk once more…)

(I won't fail this time. I'll make your wish come true.)

(Long have I lived alone, void of any dream at all — and now what was yours has since become my own.)

Tatsumi: (... Ah, even though this is the same place as then, the same Reimei Academy…)

(It feels different. Right now, I feel so refreshed and full of energy.)

(Are you the one I should thank for that, God?)

Tatsumi: (Our Father who art in heaven, you have always guided my life with your hand.)

(Dear fate, dear faith, I thank you for leading me to where I stand today.)

(We have faced much sorrow, despair, and tragedy.)

(Nonetheless, I stand enveloped in the warmth I had always craved. If this is reward for my piety, O God, then I truly could never detest you.)

Tatsumi: (Even if it happens that God does not exist, and this is nothing but a series of coincidences…)

(Then I shall call those coincidences miracles, rewards, and love you all the more.)

(Amen.)

(Fufu. I shall do as Tomoe-san did and use Jun-san, whom he loves so much, as an example; I'll begin at the very bottom, crawling my way through the mud.)

Tatsumi: (No matter how often he gets knocked down, how often he collapses, he still stands right back up.)

(I am forever grateful for that. Not only do I have God on my side, but friends as well.)

(Such invaluable friends who support one another…)

(Who share their warmth, and move forward with happiness in their hearts.)

(We shall walk together on this road, step by step.)

Tatsumi: ♪～♪～♪

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[v3nusxsky]

It’s who I am

*A/n ~ I have a few one shots planned out that are more angst themed but I thought I'd try get some fluff in this one. Enjoy*

Prompt~ reader attends Nevermore with Larissa, Morticia and Gomez. Parent's weekend had arrived when reader decides to come out to their parents and effectively the rest of Nevermore.

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"Y/n! Are you even listening to me?" Your mother snapped. It was parent's weekend at Nevermore. Most of the students were so excited for the weekend. You however were dreading it. Your parents and yourself always had a rocky relationship. It only became more strained when your abilities began to show themselves. Your parents were afraid you'd manipulate them due to being able to communicate with your mind and emotions. It was just another thing that made you imperfect. You could never reach their expectations of you no matter how hard you tried. Since arriving at Nevermore you hadn't spoke to either of your parents. They had quite literally dumped you on the drive and left. At the start you felt abandoned and confused but Nevermore soon became a safe heaven for you.

With a quick glance around the quad you soon caught sight of your secret girlfriend. Larissa Weems. See you'd always knew you felt different but with her, everything just feels right. For the first time in your life your loved, accepted and wanted as yourself. Larissa never wanted you to be anyone but yourself. You may be young but you knew one day you'd marry her. Your forever home for the beating organ in your chest. Nevermore had taken the news of you and Larissa extremely well. But telling your parents? That was the hard part.

"Sorry mother, just thinking." You managed to mutter out in reply to her jab.

"Y/n I found you the perfect boy back home. He will over look this unfortunate curse you have. He wants to marry you as soon as you can y/n. Isn't this exciting! Your last chance to prove your not a disappointment" She happily babbled away gushing about this new piece of news. You just sat there dumbfounded. Your own mother was attempting to marry you off? Unfortunate curse? What?

"I- uh what?" Was all you managed to stutter out nervously messing with the ring on your right hand.

"God y/n! It's pardon not what! So rude. You'll have to fix that before you come back to marry Max. You will need to be a proper lady." She retorted back at you. You couldn't help but sit there and wonder what drug she had taken? How could this make sense in her head.

Your hands were shaking and your leg was involuntarily bouncing you couldn't help the rage that bubbled up inside you. With a shaky breath your words just flew out. "Mother! I will not be marrying max or any man for the matter. Mother I'm gay. And yes I know what you'll say. I know I'm a disappointment. I know I'm not the perfect princess you wanted me to be. But this is who I am. And I won't change to make you happy. If you can't love me for me then just leave. I have an amazing relationship and I'm so happy at Nevermore. I finally have a home where I belong. So please either be quiet on the situation or leave."

The loud crack of flesh meeting flesh rang through the quad. Tears immediately sprang in your eyes as your hand came to cradle the now red cheek. The smack had most definitely got the attention of those around you and you could feel the embarrassment rising. You're eyes sought out those beautiful blue eyes the ones that were those of your lovers.

"How dare you speak to me in such a manner. Such a fucking disgrace. We are leaving! Don't come back till your normal" and with that your mother turned on her heal leaving with your father not even bothering to spare you a glance as he followed. Not being able to take the looks of pity you quickly darted away from the quad and to your dorm that you shared with your girlfriend. Tears were flowing freely as you found your self crashing onto Larissa's bed nose nuzzled into her pillow allowing the scent to surround you. Her pillow would be soaked but you didn't care you just needed her. It was a secret that only you knew but Larissa loved to wear comfortable clothes in the safety of your dorm so you reached for the hoodie that she would wear to bed every night and brought it to your chest.

How could your parents say those things? They were meant to love you? Why didn't they love you? Why aren't you enough? God why can't you just be you? She hit you. The shock of that had finally wore off but the embarrassment remained. Using your girlfriends scent you attempted to ground yourself. They were gone. You were safe. Here in your room on your girlfriends bed no one would hurt you. You'd be okay. Eyelashes fluttering shut as your body finally gave into the exhaustion your emotions had caused.

Feather light fingers danced up and down your spine rousing you from your sleep. Absentmindedly nuzzling into what you assumed was Larissa'a pillow you murmured quietly adjusting to the world of the living.

"Hi my darling girl. You're okay. Im here and I won't leave you y/n. I'm sorry baby I know today has been hard but we can stay here like this for as long as you need to okay? I - I love you y/n" she whispered into your hair. Hands instantly tightening around you when she felt the sobs wrecking through your body. All she could do was hold you. Nothing would take away the pain of what you had experienced today. But she'd be damned if she didn't try.

"Baby? Look at me?" The blonde gently moved you so you could see her, "I'm so proud to call your my girlfriend and I hope you know that you're absolutely perfect sweetheart. Never change. You'll always be my y/n."

Starring into the eyes you knew you could just get lost in and be content you assessed her expressions and you knew she meant every word. You'd be okay with her.

"I love you Rissa" was all you managed to mumble out.

"Oh my baby I love you too now let's enjoy our cuddle mhm?" Upon hearing that you nuzzled more into her neck. Yes everything would be okay as long as you had your Rissa.

Word count ~ 1110

*A/n | not my best one shot but we love comforting Larissa. See you next time"

#fanfic #larissa weems #gwendoline christie #wednesday netflix #larissa x you #larissa x reader #larissa weems x reader

[wandafiction]

Head Scratches - Just Us Chapter 32

Warnings: None

Word Count: 3497

Series List | Chapter 31 | Chapter 33

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Me and Wanda finally managed to get out of the shower, and are making our way downstairs to head back outside. Wanda is being a lot more clingy all of a sudden, not that I'm complaining, but I just want to know what is going on in that beautiful head of hers. Before we make it to the last step Wanda pulls me in for a kiss that holds a lot more emotion than I thought it would as she doesn't let our lips move from one another until she has given mine the utmost attention. 

"You okay Wanda, you're very touchy all of a sudden not that it's an issue but I thought you didn't want the boys to know and you're just taking a few risks."

"I can't help it, you're just so sexy and beautiful and I'm afraid if I blink or let go I will miss it all." I give her hand a reassuring squeeze.

"I'm right here with you Wanda." 

"I just want us to stay in this moment. I want so many things with you Y/n, big things and I just, I just admire you so much please know that." My hands cup her face as hers hold my wrists as we look into each other's eyes.

"I admire you too Wanda. I admire the way you look at me with so much emotion it makes my heart soar out of my chest, it makes my tummy do so many somersaults it might as well be a gymnast, my breath catches in my throat everytime I see you because you are so indescribably beautiful. I admire how you seem to be able to read my thoughts, knowing what and when I need something, knowing when to push and when not to push. We are still learning so much about one another but I admire you and I want to see what is next for us." 

I don't realise she was crying until she brings a shaky hand up to her face using the back of it to wipe away tears as she lets out a shaky laugh smiling up at me as she does so.

"I didn't mean to make you cry princess.' I pout a little, not liking the fact I made her all emotional.

"These are happy tears dorogoy, so many happy tears. I promise." She leans up to capture my lips with hers only pulling away when air becomes necessary. 

"Good because I hate seeing you upset. Now let's go join the others back outside." I hold my hand in the air signalling for her to go first.

She gives me one last quick peck on the lips, before heading straight outside to join the others. I go via the kitchen grabbing myself another beer, before heading out to join the adults at the table. It's getting into the late evening now, so I decided to put on my spare clothes after mine and Wanda's shower activities instead of my bikini because the sun is starting to disappear behind the horizon.

"Look who finally showed up." Natasha announces my arrival as Sharon and Yelena give me a round of applause. I play along giving them a bow as they all laugh out a little.

"Sorry ladies, I got a little...preoccupied." I say slowly as I sit down in the only spare chair next to Wanda and Sharon.

"Oh if by preoccupied you mean, doing some rather extraneous extracurricular activities then sure." Natasha smirks at me, as I see Wanda's cheeks darken as she slouches in her chair trying to hide away from the mocking.

"Well I mean I might have to put some money towards your water bill by the end of the day, just let me know." Natasha bursts out laughing while Sharon and Yelena fake gag and Wanda hits by arm as her face burns up with embarrassment.

"Y/n stop." Wanda grumbles next to me as her face is bright red. 

"I'm sorry princess, I didn't mean to embarrass you." 

"Aww what happened to babygirl?" Natasha is getting top marks for teasing as the other two women burst out laughing now. 

"Nat!" Wanda hides her face under her hands as the women calm themselves down.

"I'm sorry Wanda, I mean it's just too easy sometimes. Honestly, I bet Y/n can turn you to putty without even doing much." Natasha raises her bottle to her lips taking a sip.

"No it won't be that easy. I bet Wanda has some control in the room." I raise my eyebrows at Sharon, as Wanda grumbles next to me a little more.

"Alright bet." Natasha holds her hand out to strike a deal with Sharon. "If Y/n can turn Wanda to putty then I get to chuck you in the pool, if she can't you get to chuck me in." 

"But Y/n can't speak, no dirty talk." Sharon counters Natasha's offer, I laugh along at the antics as Wanda slumps in her chair more.

"I'm right here guys." Wanda waves her arms in front of everyone. 

"We know. But we don't care." Natasha is brutally honest. "Fine deal."

Sharon and Natasha shake hands but before anything can start the boys come running up the decking towels wrapped around their bodies.

"Me, Billy and Nat are going to get changed. Is it okay if we play the Nintendo switch in Yelena's room? It's a bit cold out here and Nat is getting a little tired." 

"Of course you can boys just keep your wet bodies off my bed please." Yelena demands as they walk inside.

"Nathaniel, we will go after I finish this drink okay buddy." He gives me a small nod as he rubs his eyes tiredly. 

"You guys could always stay the night if you want, if it's easier." Natasha suggests. "I mean I'm sure Wanda doesn't mind sharing the bed with you and the boys can sleep in the basement, which has a few pull out beds for other guests. Don't worry, it's all heated and clean down there." 

"I don't know." I rub the back of my neck not sure if Wanda would be comfortable with sharing her bed when the boys are just downstairs from us.

"Please dorogoy." I see Wanda's puppy eyes and know I can't say no.

"Let me just check with my dad." I say as I bring my phone out of my pocket clicking his contact name so I can facetime him.

Clint: Hey kiddo!

Me: Hey Dad. How was your evening with mom?

Clint: It was great. No kids, no stress. Very relaxing…

Me: Okay TMI, by the way you are on speakerphone. 

Clint: Oh well hello invisible friends of Y/n's. Wait, where is my son?

There is a chorus of hello from the other woman around the table making me laugh a little.

Me: Don't worry he is inside getting changed and playing with Wanda's boys.

Clint: Oh good. Now not that I don't like hearing from you, but why are you calling?

Me: Okay rude, much? But I was just calling to check if you were cool with Nathaniel staying the night here at Natasha's and I will bring him back around noon tomorrow all fed and watered.

Clint: Y/n he is not a dog.

Me: Never said he was.

Wanda: She called him baggage earlier Mr Barton!

I give Wanda a glare but all she does is smirk at me taking a sip of wine from her glass.

Clint: Y/n, come one now.

Me: Hey in my defence he is tiny and super light weight. He could class as my carry on.

Clint: I mean you're not wrong, but you didn't hear me say that.

Laura: Hear you say what?

I smirk as Clint's eyes go wide pleading me not to tell.

Me: Oh nothing Mother dearest nothing at all.

Laura: I'm meant to believe you now am I Y/n.

Me: I didn't say that. 

Clint: Y/n!

Me: Sorry Dad, love you Dad. But I still need an answer. 

Clint: We are more than happy for Nathaniel to stay the night and you drop him off tomorrow.

Me: Perfect. I will make sure he has gone to the toilet and is all watered and fed before I leave him at the door.

Before my parents can reply I hang up the phone with a laugh, and only when I hear Yelena's laugh do I remember that there are other people in front of me who just heard that whole conversation. Oh well.

"Right back to the bet. Come on Y/n, show us what you've got." Natasha sits up eagerly waiting.

"Are you okay with this princess?" I check with Wanda who gives me a nod, but I tilt my head at her.

"Yes it's fine go ahead."

"Wait, wait, wait. I said no talking." Sharon interrupts.

"I haven't started yet." Sharon's jaw drops, as Natasha stifles a laugh and Yelena just takes another sip of her beer. "But you just made her go from nodding to talking. How?!"

"I guess we know who has control in the bedroom." Natasha remarks.

"And outside of it too by the looks of it." Yelena remarks, making Natasha burst out laughing again.

"Are we doing this or not?" Wanda grumbles, her face turning red once again.

"Sorry princess." Sharon gives me a look and I bring my hand to my lips, pretending to zip them up and throwing away the key.

When I don't make a move, I see Natasha lean over the table to watch me closely as Sharon eyes dart between me and Wanda confused. I know exactly what I'm going to do, I know what makes her turn to putty in my hands. I look down to meet Wanda's eyes that are moving left to right as she looks up at me, the late evening sun dancing with the colors of them. I bring my right hand up towards her head before placing it at the edge of her hair line. I weave my hand through her hair a couple times removing any knots I find on my way before placing my hand toward the crown of her head and scratching gently. 

Wanda releases a content sigh as her eyes close, I allow my nails to scratch around her scalp more and she leans back against the back of her chair, her body slides down a little at how relaxed she becomes. I continue my movements, another sigh leaves her lips, her eyes fluttering open to look up at me searching mine for what I'm not sure but they once again close when I move my scratches to another part of her head.

"Holy shit. She is like a puppy." Natasha speaks softly not to startle Wanda.

"Mhmm, but she loves head scratches and I love giving them so it was easy to find that she melts at the touch." Wanda's hand moves to my thigh, her thumb stroking the edge gently, just to have that extra contact as I keep my scratching going. I bend down to whisper in her ear so the others don't mock her further. "You okay with this princess."

"Mhmm, please keep going, it's nice." She turns her head to whisper back to me gently placing a peck on my cheek.

I turn back around to the other women who are smiling fondly at the sight as I continue to give Wanda's head gentle scratches. Her eyes flutter open to see the smiling woman, a small blush grows on her cheeks but she just smiles back at them. We both let out a laugh when Natasha suddenly stands up pulling Sharon onto her shoulder and runs to the pool to chuck her into it. Sharon shrieks as her body flies through the air into the water and quickly swims to the edge towards Natasha. 

Before Natasha can react Sharon pushes herself up, grabbing Natasha's shirt pulling her into the water too. Me, Wanda and Yelena burst out laughing as the two women start splashing water at one another, dunking each other under the water also as they chase one another around the pool. I continue the head scratches as Wanda relaxes back into her chair taking another sip of wine. 

"For what it's worth I think it's adorable that small things like head scratches and words of meaning do so much for you too." Yelena speaks softly and honestly as I take another sip of my beer, knowing I will want another one now that I don't have to drive until tomorrow.

"Thank you Yelena. I don't know what it is about head scratches that makes me melt at the touch, there is just something about them that makes me feel so relaxed and at peace." Wanda sighs out as I move back to the crown of her head where I know she loves it the most. "Keep it there please dorogoy."

"Aww she calls you dorogoy." Yelena coos at Wanda's cuteness. 

"She does, and she is my printsessa." Wanda melts into my touch more at the use of my Russian, noted. "Is there anyone special in your life, Yelena?" 

"I, uh, no. No there's not." She bows her head to look down into her bottle.

"Well there is no issue with being single." Her mouth twitches slightly. "So it's not that you're single?"

"Uh, not really. I mean it might be the reason I'm single." Wanda furrows her brows as I let out a knowing 'oh'. 

"Well Yelena you like who you like. Some people are straight, some people are gay, some people label themselves as bisexuality and queer. Some people don't label themselves at all. Now I'm not saying that's all there is because sexuality is a whole spectrum and each and every person is unique and different." Wanda looks up at me, still slightly confused with where I am going but I have Yelena's full attention and she has mine. 

"And some people Yelena, some people don't find any attraction to anyone. So no sexual attraction towards a person or no sexual desires and feelings. Again it's different for everyone but am I right in thinking this is the part of the spectrum you would fall around." 

"I don't know, I've never really thought about it. I mean it's weird that I don't feel anything towards anyone right, or that I don't want to do any of those things that other people do." She shrugs dismissively of the matter.

"Yelena." I wait until she looks up at me. "The term is asexual. Now I can't tell you that you are or aren't but you have a label for it, which of course you don't have to label yourself, but at least have a look into it. I think you will find just what you're looking for."

"You mean I will find answers to why I'm a weird human with no sexual desires."

"Yelena it isn't weird, it doesn't make you a freak. There are plenty of asexual people out there. Here, look at this for a minute." I bring up an article on asexuality on my phone, passing it over to Yelena who looks up at me with a quirked brow. "Go on. Read it. We are not here to judge, it takes time to figure these things out but looking at articles and talking to others in the community helps. I promise."

She gives me a small nod as she starts to scroll through the article I brought up, just as Natasha and Sharon make their way up the decking and into the house informing us they are going to get changed and dry. Wanda tugs on my arm to grab my attention, so I swivel in my seat so I can give it all to her. She has an adoring smile on her face, her smile lines crease near her eyes as she looks up at me.

"What's up princess?" 

"Does this mean I'm bisexual?" I smile softly at her but shake my head causing her brows to furrow.

"Not at all, like I said sexuality is a spectrum it can take time to figure out what you prefer to label yourself as if you prefer to label yourself at all." She hums but still seems confused, which I can't blame her for. This is all so new to her it can be very confusing.

"Well what do you think I am?"

"Now I can't answer that question for you princess, I can help you with figuring out your sexuality but ultimately I can't tell you what you are or aren't for you."

"Please. You sort of helped with yelena. I don't care if you assume, it might really help me figure it out." 

"Okay, well you might be right with bisexuality as you have an attraction to me, who identifies as female. You have also had a husband and I know for a fact he is a straight white man who probably labels himself as such."

"But what if I don't care about gender?" A look of defeat crosses her face as she can't figure herself out.

"So you don't care about gender identity or anything like that, you're just attracted to who you're attracted to?" I question gently.

"I think so, yeah. I mean I've never had the chance to really think about it but that's what makes most sense to me, fall for the person and not for the gender." 

"Well I think you should look up up term Pansexual. Like I said, I can't assume what your sexuality is."

"But you're assuming it's this one."

"I am making an educated guess that it's this one, yes."

"Well it's okay because you're helping me. Thank you.'

"Of course princess."

Wanda brings out her phone to start looking up the terms as I see mine slide across the table from where Yelena is sat, a huge smile on her face as she looks up at me.

"So I am not weird for not feeling any sexual attraction."

"No but it's possible for you to still feel romantic attraction." I point out knowing that it doesn't always mention it in articles.

"Wait so I can fall in love with someone and not ever have to be with them in such a physical way?" 

"Exactly. You just have to find the right person."

 Just then the doors open and the other two women come and rejoin us in new clothes and their hair in wet messy buns. I see Yelena's eyes follow Sharon as she moves past her to sit back in her seat. Huh. Yelena blushes when she notices I have caught her but I just send her a subtle nod and wink, and a small smile grows across her face as she looks back at Sharon before starting a conversation with Natasha. 

"Baby." Wanda pulls my attention from the other three women handing my phone back to me. "Thank you." 

"No problem princess. I will answer as many questions as you have whenever you have them. And it's okay to have questions okay?" 

"Okay. Thank you for being so patient, caring and kind. It means a lot that you aren't rushing me and that you're allowing me to figure out who I am." 

"You don't need to thank me Wanda for something that I would deem as respect. It's what everyone deserves, especially you so of course I am going to give you the utmost respect there is. And if that is helping you figure out who you are, if that's what you want, then I respect that fully and wholeheartedly."

I see Wanda's fuzzy smile return, her eyes dancing in the light of the now very bright stars, once again I can feel her staring into my soul looking into every part of me. Seeing me for all I am and for who I am. My heart soars at the sight of her looking at me like this, the zoo in my stomach is going wild and my chest tightens. I have seen her fuzzy look before but never before have I seen it so powerful. 

My eyes are darting left to right as I take in all the colours of her beautiful and mesmerising green ones, the light bouncing off of them at the perfect angle to create an altogether new color. It's like a galaxy mixing with the rainforest. It's enchanting, it's magical...it takes my breath away. Wanda is ethereal. I am effortlessly and wholeheartedly in this forever. My mind races at a million miles a second but all my thoughts are of her, of the memories we have shared together, of the memories I want us to share and this moment right here. With her. It dawns on me, the feeling growing loud inside of me. This truly scary, but most amazing feeling in all the galaxies. 

I love her.

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#wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda x reader #wanda maxmoff x y/n #wanda x you #just us series

[oletus-writer]

Hi, can I request Jack x flirty reader? Thank you!!

(bonus if he gets flustered)

Of course!

Jack, Keigan, and Grace x flirty reader

Warnings: none

Jack

Jack himself is quite flirty as well, so cue the little game of who gets flustered. Thing is, he is quite used to getting hit on, and he does have experience in making people blush.

As experienced as he is with courtship, saying the dirtiest things with the straightest face would get him quite embarrassed, especially if it’s whispered in his ear in public.

‘H-how rather… brave of you to say that, my dear. You have quite the tongue.’

He’ll do his best to keep up, but if you keep saying such crude things, he might not be able to control himself…

On a sfw note, he really does appreciate all the compliments. They really brighten his day, especially after a bad match.

‘My little robin… how lovely do you look today. May you perhaps indulge me with a little chat? I’d love to take my mind off of a few things, and your lovely voice is the soothing I need.’

Keigan

If you're complimenting her appearance, or saying something dirty, she won't bat an eyelid. However, if you are complimenting her work and what she values, she would be as flustered as you'd be able to see her.

'I-I didn't think you'd think that way, meine liebe.'

Her composure is rather surprising, seeing that she was not often flirted with, being either too busy or outright ignoring any romantic prospects in her life in favour of her work.

Cheezy pickup lines, while they won't work, will make her smile a bit.

'Come here often? My dear, this is my room. Now, how may I help you?'

Sometimes, she'll flirt back, with subtle, almost unnoticeable touches and gifts for you. While she doesn't have much time to spare, she'll make sure you feel appreciated and loved.

Grace

Ah. This one does not have experience with people flirting with her at all, and will smile shyly and point at herself, as if to ask, you're saying this to me?

Eventually, she would get used to the flirtatious comments being directed towards her, but will still get quite flustered. Her ways of returning this affection is to write you letters in her own form of silent flirting.

My love, every thought of mine is filled with you. You never fail to brighten my day, and sometimes I wonder what I have done to deserve you. Thank you, dearest, for accompanying me in this manor's games.

Sometimes she wishes to be able to flirt so easily to see your flustered face, but she is too bashful of a maiden to be able to write such things, so they remain in her thoughts.

The things she does write, you'd have to be really reading into it to spot the implications.

However, she does write some pick up lines with the help of the other residents in the manor. She's doing her best :))

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[anonymousbeefriendfanfics]

Omg since you're writing for Touchstarved also,,,,,,could I ask for some Vere headcanons? With fluff? Pretty please i am in need of a crumb of floof content involving floofy fox-man 🤲

Of course!! My pleasure~ I love all of them so very much, and Vere just. Mmmh, I love him. Sorry this took so long, but I hope it was worth the wait!

Fandom: Touchstarved Character: Vere Warnings: Fluff, as requested! Not really a warning though. Mild spoilers for the demo below the blue text.

Dating Vere Headcannons:

Now this is an interesting relationship.

I don't think Vere sees himself as a relationship person. That isn't to say he's aromantic, or that he doesn't fall for people - he does. But I just get the sense that he holds back. He's a lone wolf - er, fox - and he's used to that. He doesn't really trust anyone, and I think whatever dark secrets he's hiding, whatever trauma his past holds... it has him convinced that he doesn't need or deserve anyone.

So, first things first, you have to earn his trust - and be able to trust him in return, which is no small feat considering he appears ready to kill you at a moment's notice. But it is possible, especially once he gets to know you a bit better. Earn his respect and/or intrigue him enough, and he'll become less and less likely to kill you. And that is ideal, if you're attempting to romance the foxboy and not, you know, die.

Eventually, though, you can win him over. Slowly but surely, he falls for you. At first he may not even realize what it is, but give him time. He isn't great with genuine affection, and it'll take him some time to process everything.

Demo spoilers below!

Deep down, I think he's scared. Vere is a monster, a tool of the Senobium, a pet kept on a leash and used to hunt and kill. That's all he's been for so long, he doesn't know how to be anything else, doesn't know how to be free. Certainly doesn't know how to be a lover. But that doesn't mean he won't try!

Oh, and try he does. Vere goes to such comedically extreme lengths in the beginning, it's honestly a little ridiculous.

I'm assuming it's not too hard to get your hands on a romance novel or five... dozen. Eridia must have libraries, surely, and the Senobium itself likely has some, even if just in dusty shelves for preserving the 'classics' or what have you. And when Vere finally comes to his senses and realizes that he's falling in love - and gets over the subsequent shock and panic - his first mission is to get his hands on these books.

He'll spend his spare time obsessively reading, and implementing the tactics he's learned on you... which means that you're subject to spontaneous acts of devotion, from showing up unexpectedly with a bouquet of flowers (and one between his teeth, of course) to him throwing rocks at your window and serenading you in the middle of the night until you come down or yell at him to knock it off... or until he realizes he's got the wrong window and has been professing his love to one of the Bloodhounds while you sleep soundly on the other side of the building. Oops.

Just allow me to say that this man doesn't have an ounce of shame in his body, and will probably embarrass you in public at least once with all of this, unless you can catch him before it gets that far.

He'll eventually settle down, don't worry. He's nervous and overcompensating, but once he gets more used to your relationship, he'll begin to relax and learn to show you affection in his own ways.

I think Vere is one of those people who relentlessly but lovingly teases his significant other. He'll inevitably cross a line every now and then, and you shouldn't be afraid to set him straight when he does, but he quite enjoys the banter. He's got quite the silver tongue, and if his partner has a sharp wit as well, he's going to provoke them into using it at any opportunity.

He'll often steal things of yours, too. Both for the fun of seeing you try to get it back, and because he just... likes having a physical bit of you close. Seriously, get him a necklace or bracelet he can wear, or a charm to keep in his pocket - something he can keep on him at all times, and he'll stop stealing your things.... as much. And yes, he'll always dangle things he's stolen juuuust out of reach with that damn smirk on his face. Every time.

He's very laid back, but I think he can also be a bit territorial. You're his now, and he's not afraid to let anyone else know - no shame, remember? He doesn't resort to fighting unless he must, but he'll do whatever he needs to do in order to regain your attention or make it clear to others that you're taken. The flirting goes up to 11, and suddenly he's very touchy and affectionate.

Speaking of being physically affectionate, I think Vere would mostly try to keep his distance in public, mostly because he doesn't want to risk the Senobium finding out about your relationship. He knows quite well what they're capable of, and one of his biggest fears quickly becomes being unable to save you from them - or from himself. Those who know him well enough can read the difference in his body language, but to outsiders looking in, it looks friendly, if anything.

In private, though, be it when you're alone together or somewhere like the Wet Wick where he knows the Senobium cannot see... well now, that's a different story. He's almost always close by, if not touching you somehow - assuming you're okay with that, of course. If you tell him to keep his distance, he'll respect you enough to do so. But if you're okay with it, best get used to the feeling of that fluffy tail of his brushing against your legs or curling around your waist.

Oh, and if you offer ear scratches, he'll deny them, likely saying something about not wanting to mess up his hair. Do it anyway, though make sure nothing fragile is nearby. His tail swishes around like a dog's, and he's likely to break something if it's within wagging distance. He also gets adorably flustered about this because he can't control it, which makes it even better <3

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[itsjaywalkers]

do u have any jegulus headcanons in nothing happens that you know you won’t really write about? also I love this series so much like I reread it like an hour after I finished them 😭😭

I DOOOO but honestly i'm not sure if i'll end up writing about them or not bc my outline for nothing happens is very . vague and brief but . i'm happy to share some with u anyway <333

regulus wears james' clothes all the time. and i'm not talking about a jumper or maybe a jacket he didn't return after james lent it to him bc of the cold. he has half of james' wardrobe in his room, and he wears his shirts more than his own, not only when he's at home but also when he goes out with friends

james barely pays attention to his phone when he goes clubbing UNLESS reg is the one texting/calling him

they have each other's passwords for every single social media acc + their phones + their laptops

they always share a bed regardless of if reg has nightmares or not. he pretends to use one of the guest rooms out of respect for james' parents but he slips into james' bedroom in the middle of the night (everyone knows they just keep quiet to spare reg the embarrassment)

james always dedicates his goals to regulus during matches

and regulus always wears james' football jersey when he goes to said matches (yes even when james is dating someone)

they greet each other with lil pecks when they're alone (this starts after part 3 ofc)

when reg has issues with someone at school, he tells james, bc he knows he'll beat them up for him, even if he always denies it and pretends he doesn't know what reg is talking about

when they were younger james gave reg piggyback rides all the time, but now they simply walk around holding hands

when someone tries to flirt with reg at pubs or parties, he gives james a Look and then james comes to his rescue and pretends to be his bf

reg studies with his friends sometimes, but james always has to study with reg bc he swears he isn't able to focus properly otherwise

james isn't super into jewellery, but he always wears this golden bracelet reg gifted him for his 16th bday. he doesn't take it off, not even to sleep or to take a shower (he also has an earring in his right ear that he got one night he got drunk with sirius but that's neither here nor there)

they choose a show to watch together every few months and they hang out together to do this at least once a week

as they grow older, reg kinda stops calling james 'jamie' as it has been already mentioned, and only uses it when he needs something or he's done something he knows james won't like and during sex

reg doesn't like dancing and he only does it if james asks him

james' emergency contacts are his mum and reg and reg's emergency contacts are sirius and james

james is reg's first time

and i'm gonna stop before this starts getting sexual..

thank you so much for loving this series so much babe, it makes me very happy and i'm incredibly grateful!! sending u a kissie MWAH <333

#asks #anons #fic series: nothing happens

[outfromthesmokestack]

Concept #2

CW: mYandere x Gender neutral reader, slightly toxic behavior, possessiveness, "you can't wear that" type, it's okay tho reader has him wrapped around their finger. Pet names (baby, sweetheart, my love)

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"Baby, are you ready? It's almost time to go."

"I'm here, let's go."

He turned to look at you and the pretty thing you have on. You've been wanting to wear this fit for a while now, and the outing with your mutual friends seemed like the perfect opportunity. It's different from what you usually wear but you're excited to try it out and go out of your comfort zone. And it seemed like the right choice because now he can't take his eyes off your body.

He stepped closer to put a hand on your waist and he whistled. "Wow sweetheart.."

You smile and placed your hands on his chest, "You like it?"

He nodded, "Yeah, I do," and he bent over to whisper in your ear, "but you're not wearing that."

Your smile dropped into a pout. He swiftly kissed it.

"Whaddya mean I'm not wearing it??" You pushed away from him but his arms are locked around you.

"I mean, that I don't like the idea of everyone looking at you, thinking they could have a piece of something that's ONLY mine."

You scoffed, "Okay, even in the slight chance someone spares me a glance, who cares what they want?"

"Uh, I care!"

"But I'm going home with you."

He was silent for a moment, as if he forgot about that reality. You continued.

"People can look all they want, baby, but you know I won't let them touch. Not when I can have your hands on me instead." You leaned into him, resting your arms over his shoulders.

His eyes never left your body, "Mm.. you're mine.."

"Mhm, yes, baby, all yours."

He snapped out of it, stubborn, "But I don't want people looking at you!"

You sighed and pulled him closer so that your chests were pressed against each other. Frankly, you were getting annoyed because you were an adult who can wear what they please, but with this man, you had to be patient. So you tried again.

"Baby.." your hand found purchase at the back of his head to bring him closer. You kissed his cheek, trailing towards his ear. "Don't you wanna show me off? Everyone will be able to tell that I'm with you, especially when I'm gonna be sitting on your lap the whole night."

He swallowed, "Y-you will?"

"Of course, it's my favorite seat. And all these marks you left on my neck, I can't hide these."

He nosed at the dark spots on your skin, "I did make these.."

"Yes, baby, you left them here. Everyone will see it, and everyone will know it was you. And so people will connect the dots and understand that I belong to you."

He groaned into your neck, "Oh, say it again, baby, tell me you belong to me."

"I belong to you." Your cheeks burned in embarrassment, but you can swallow your pride for this moment. "Besides, it's cold outside, so I'm bringing a jacket anyways."

He sighed, "Alright fine, just this one time, and then you're never wearing it out again."

"Sure, my love." You smiled knowing fully well you're going to wear it out again.

#yandere x reader #soft yandere #yandere x you #male yandere #vague yandere #gender neutral reader #reader insert #yandere oc #oc x reader #yandere drabble

[riverthebooknerd]

OPENING COMMISSIONS, BROKE QUEER 18 Y/O, PLEASE READ <3

Hey everyone!! For those who don't know, I finally got a decent job after months of searching! Unfortunately, I'm still dead broke, and in order to start my job, I need a bunch of training and verification. No biggie, except the verification is, in total, a few hundred dollars… plus I'm still having to pay for gas and phone bills and insurance…

I'm going to be completely transparent with y'all. I'm almost out of savings, and if I'm not able to get some kind of money, I'll have to ask my parents for help. They'd do it, and they've made it clear that they have no issues with lending me money if I need it, but I would REALLY rather not have to ask them. They've already given me way too much, and it's… embarrassing, for me, to be depending on them as much as I am.

Another thing is that I'm trying to save up enough money so that I start going on testosterone. It's basically my dream to start medically transitioning, but with my dwindling bank account, I don't really have the money to spare. This new job pays better than my last couple of ones, and if I budget right, I'll finally be able to afford t without asking my parents for help, since insurance won't cover it.

So, I'm gonna be opening commissions and accepting donations! If you happen to like my work on ao3 even a LITTLE bit, please consider commissioning me! I've never been paid for writing anything, this is a bit of a new experience, so please be patient! I'll have my kofi and my prices down below! I made the prices based off of what I've seen from other people who make similar work, and what I believe is fair for the amount of time it takes to write!

Anyways, don't feel obligated to help! If you can, even if it's just a couple of dollars, that would be AMAZING, but there's absolutely no pressure! Thank you all so much!! <3

kofi- ko-fi.com/riverthebooknerd

ao3- https://archiveofourown.org/users/riverthebooknerd

tiktok- https://www.tiktok.com/@someofusarealiens

(PS- if you can't donate, sharing and reblogging helps a TON <3333)

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