#we're wiped 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

[boimlerkisser]

HELLO EVERYBODY

[jessoloslemons]

I imagine when he was a baby, Clay was the most loud and adventurous, giggling as he would crawl into small spaces like under a chair or under the bed, freaking John out every single time, Bruce at the time (secretly) helping Grandma with chores (because John would always insist he'd go play or read something).

As Clay grew into a toddler, he became even more curious and rowdy, crawling on chairs, the kitchen counter, cupboards (they have no idea how he got up there), so there would be many times he'd trip, hitting his elbow somewhere, bashing his knee, you name it. And John would immediately come running the moment he hears sobs echoing the pod.

Him kneeling on one knee as he softly shushes the little troll's whimpers, his hands moving expertly to soothe the injury, wiping away the tears streaming down his little brother's face, then gently placing a band-aid where needed. His eyes, even though tired, is full of love, his free hand gently pinching Clay's chubby cheeks.

"Feeling better?" John would ask, his voice laced with worry.

And Clay would nod, his eyes were still damp with tears, but a smile was now evident in his face. "Yeah! Tenchu Jwany!!" He'd say, and John could only beam back, his heart skipping a beat, bowing his head slowly to plant a kiss on his forehead. "No problem, be careful next time alright? We're gonna run out of your favourite green band-aids if you keep this up."

He'd say with a stern face, but immediately soften up when he watches Clay nod enthusiastically before running off again, probably to find Bruce.

Then John would stand and return his first aid kit to its place before walking back inside the kitchen, a smile still on his face as he hummed a tune, chopping the remaining veggies on the counter for dinner.

It was easy, it was sweet, they were close. They were family. If only this could last forever. If only.

--

Slams against the wall

So uh remember when i said angst ft. Clay and JD? Does this count? Totally not using this an excuse to write little Clay and younger JD

MORE👏CLAY👏APPRECIATION👏PPL👏

Thoughts? Sorry if this feels rushed, had to let the idea out before it fucking disappears 😮‍💨 got more ideas brewing for these two soo 👀 watch out for em

[souichieatr]

I will kiss u solely on the fact that u write shinichiro fics😣

But I wanted to ask if u could write a fic or a head cannon sum of that sort abt saving shinichiro from dying🧍🏽‍♀️ like I find myself thinking abt how I wouldve saved shinichiro if I was with him and how baji and Mikey would be thanking me profusely 😮‍💨 (imma be spamming the shit out of ur ask inbox😍)

shinichiro's s/o saving him

a/n: omg this is so late... i wanted to post this after an angst drabble but it's taking me longer n i wanna post this so muah pls enjoy, the ending is rushed :(

warnings: mentions of bl00d!! and spoilers if you're not caught up to date w the anime

you and shinichiro we're cleaning up in the back and both hear noises and voices, telling you to stay there and hide until he comes back he checks it out. a few minutes later you hear a loud yell and a bang echoes, running to the front grabbing a stick to protect yourself. seeing two boys and shinichiro on the floor, a gasp leaving your throat you run to him. taking your jacket off you put it up to his head adding pressure, looking up and recognizing the boys looking down.

“one of you call an ambulance hurry!” you yell, tears streaming down your face. “shin stay with me, i'm right here” you turn to the older one, moving your other hand to hold him tight.

“is there anything else we could do?” baji rushes back and kneels next to you. kazutora drops to his knees and drops the weapon he had, looking at you with tears in his eyes. “i'm so sorry we didn't know this was shinichiro’s shop” baji says looking down.

“we can talk later, just open the front door so the paramedics have easy access” you say, moving shinichiro’s head in your lap, adding more pressure with the jacket. the two boys rush to where the door is following and loud noises echo through the building. resting your head on shinichiro trying to calm down, taking deep breaths and squeezing his hand. finally hearing the siren you sigh in relief, “they're here shin just hold on longer yeah? please for me?” you say in a shaky voice.

“what's going on?” a officer says in a rush

“please he needs help, he's bleeding bad” you say not turning around, the officer runs outside while two paramedics run in. “he got hit on the back of his head and the bleeding won't stop, please help” you say to the closest guy, nodding at you as he speaks to his co-worker.

“he's still got a pulse, we need to take him to the hospital” one says while the other one runs to the ambulance. “when i say go i'm going to take your spot and you're going to need to get out of my way as fast as possible okay?” he says turning to you as you nod, getting in position he says go as you roll to your side while he takes your spot. “he's going to be okay if you didn't apply this he would've bled out, you saved him” he says turning to you with a soft smile, his co-worker and others following came back with a gurney. one of them turns to you leading you outside, blinking to the flashing lights and the loud chatter of neighbors. you see baji and kazutora in front of a car with cuffs, both boys in tears.

“move! that's my brother's partner! y/n!” you hear, turning to the voice you see a frantic mikey. walking to where mikey is, hugging you his voice shakes. “y/n what's going on?” leaning away you grab his hand and with your other you wipe your tears.

“i’m going to meet the ambulance at the hospital. i'll explain what i know on our way, yeah?” you say with a soft smile, seeing him nod and you both make your way to your car.

as you promised you explained the details of the night that seems to never end, as you finished you arrived at the hospital. both of you rush in and talk to the nurse, she says he's stable now and you and mikey head into his room. pulling up a chair next to his bed you grab his hand holding it close to your head. a few hours the whole sano family joins you in waiting for him to wake up. the doctor comes and talks to them out of the room as you stay in the same position. when they walk back in, mikey immediately comes to your side and emma follows him.

“the doctor said you saved him y/n” mikey says after a few minutes of silence, lifting your head for him to continue. a sniffle cuts him off as he turns to face you with tears in his eyes. “thank you for saving my brother” he says flinging himself in your arms, emma squeezes as she sniffles. their grandpa walks over to you with a soft smile and pats your head.

“this is so cute i might cry” a deep voice says everyone looking up breaking out in smiles

after the little heart warming moment you go back to your previous position, grandpa sano and the kids went to get food and left you alone to watch shinichiro. while your heads down you feel a squeeze, squeezing back you look up you meet his eyes. tears of relief from seeing him, he smiles at you and squeezes your hand again.

“let me handle the break-ins from now on” you say, he scoffs and rolls his eyes. grabbing your hand and bringing it to his lips he kisses your knuckle.

“i love you y/n” he says against your hand, closing his eyes, soaking the quietness.

“i love you shinichiro” you say, leaning your head down on his leg, looking back up at him with a smile.

not proofread

[harryfeatgaga]

jack is a professional gaslighter and is so mean to you, but he makes you think it's for your own good 😮‍💨when you were a little bit bratty he ties your arms and legs to the bed and he has the most evil intentions but he's being soft right now 😮‍💨 he's all "I don't want to do this to you baby, but you know I have to... you know I just want to be sweet with my girl, but i can't do that when you're naughty" acting all disappointed to make you feel bad 😮‍💨 your little bratty streak is gone bc you're so sorry for making him sad like this, but no amount of apologizing is gonna get you out of this 😮‍💨 you still try though, whining out "I'm sorry, i didn't mean to make you sad" and he pouts at you, cupping your cheek in his hand and saying "I know you didn't, you're usually such a good girl for me" and you nod, nuzzling against his hand, but then he says "but you won't learn your lesson if you keep getting away with being mean to me" and his voice is so gentle and condescending 😮‍💨 he pulls away, ignoring the way you whine, and says "if you're a good girl this will be easier for both of us, so why don't you go ahead and behave for me?" and you nod, his words have tamed you to the point where you don't even want to be bratty anymore 😮‍💨

then he moves down to lay between your legs, and since he was so kind to tie them open, he doesn't have to do any work to keep them apart 😮‍💨 he uses his thumbs to spread you open, clicking his tongue at how wet you are, and he says "this soaked for me already? i haven't even done anything baby, you just like my attention that much?" and you whine at how mean he's being, but you nod anyways 😮‍💨 he uses his thumb to circle over your clit so lightly, and you need more but you know begging isn't gonna get you anywhere, so you try to be good and stay still for him 😮‍💨 hes so cocky seeing the way you're clenching around nothing and how you're twitching from how badly you need him 😮‍💨 finally he leans down and gives you a long lick, and you're already gasping and shaking from how worked up you are 😮‍💨 he doesn't let up, just keeps flicking his tongue around and making you feel so good 😮‍💨 even sucking your clit into his mouth bc he knows how much you like that 😮‍💨 then you're getting close and he can tell, so he keeps working until the last second and then he pulls away and gives you a little slap right between your legs 😮‍💨 you cry out so loud, arching your back and nearly in tears when you say "no, no I was so close-" and he can see your legs straining to close again but he doesn't care 😮‍💨 he just pouts again and says "this is what happens to bad girls baby, you know I don't like it when I have to be mean to you" and he reaches up to wipe the tears off your face 😮‍💨 then he says "but you don't give me a choice when you're naughty like this, so we're gonna keep going, and you're gonna give me a few more, okay?" and he says it like a question but he is absolutely not asking 😮‍💨

OH MY FUCKING GODDKDJFNBHUIJRFNBHUJIERDKNFBHUIJRKNDFHJIKRNFHUJRINFHJKJNEIRFNBHJIEKRDNFHIJRFKNGHVIK

[dirtyvulture]

Had a thought that "if I don't get to kiss someone in a ferris wheel they can at least kiss something else" and tried to write it but I suck at it😋

"Y/N! Where are you off to?" Wanda looks at your hand intertwined with Natasha, the mean cheerleader that became your friend, even if the redhead makes the Sokovian's blood boil.

You looked at Natasha, and she both give you time to talk.

"We're riding the Ferris wheel" Your eyes beaming with glee.

"What? Do you even know what happens when two people ride a Ferris wheel?" She looks frustrated with the confused look you gave her.

"Uh- no?"

"THEY KISS Y/N"

"I'm pretty sure Nat doesn't feel the same way for her to do that."

Natasha finally came into view again, and Wanda stormed through the crowds to find her boyfriend.

"Let's go?" You answered with a nod and went towards the ride.

In fact your friend was right; Natasha did kiss you. She went lower and lower than your lips, and that is how you find yourself gripping her fiery red hair, begging her not to stop eating you out.

"I'm c-close."

She plunged her two digits, and went back to kissing your lips again, tasting yourself against hers as she fucks you without mercy.

Just as you're about to cum, the booth you're in is about to reach the base causing Natasha to pull out her fingers and wipe your juices out her chin.

"I promise we can finish this later, moy dorogoya."

When you spotted Wanda, she mentioned that you looked pale and asked if you're alright; your knees are shaking, and you're also sweating and you look like you're about to collapse any minute.

-🍉 (time of the month is coming)

😮‍💨 Bestie, I’m at WORK you can’t be sending me sin like this. 😭

Also, your gonna put me out of a job with your writing—

[gardenerian]

wonderful mel, if you’re still taking these amazing prompts: 5 times they cry in front of each other 💧

(yeah I know boo booo angst 😮‍💨)

paola, my love ❤️ i will never boo angst. some of these are angstier than others, but fret not! here at Mel's Blog, we believe in ✨ happy endings ✨ cw: #2 mentions terry, but nothing detailed. #3 is about thanksgiving, so there are mentions of monica's attempt. nothing explicit, but ian does think about it. also lots of food. #4 has fainting due to heat exhaustion, but it's very quick.

1.

when liam graduates high school, ian cries all day.

he's misty eyed from the moment they crawl out of bed, surreptitiously wiping at his eyes as they brush their teeth and dress for the day.

mickey doesn't saying anything, just pats ian on the shoulder as he sets a bowl of oatmeal in front of him. "eat up," he orders. "gonna need your strength if you wanna be the loudest motherfucker in the place when liam walks."

ian is, in fact, the loudest motherfucker in the place when liam walks.

as his name is called, liam crosses the stage with a resigned face, as if anticipating the embarrassing, thunderous cheers from his family. when ian's shouts echo across the auditorium, he cracks a little smile.

ian bites down on a grin as liam accepts his diploma, eyes shining with tears. mickey elbows him lightly, letting him know that it's okay to let them fall, but ian just blinks them away.

once the ceremony is over, and all the families reunite with their graduates, the gallaghers battle to get to liam first. lip elbows everybody out of the way, pushing through the hoard of siblings to lift liam into the air.

ian holds liam tight once he's safely on two feet, babbling on about how proud he is, how much he loves him. liam thumps him on the back, grinning and adjusting his cap as he extricates himself from ian's arms.

mickey offers liam a fistbump and head ruffle. "nice work, kid," he tells him. liam returns it, still watching ian. "he gonna do that all day?"

"oh absolutely," mickey answers. "hope you don't mind getting your shirt soggy today."

ian manages to pull it together for most of the party back at the house, his voice cracking just twice as they each toast liam. he's only outdone by fiona, though, who bursts into tears before she can get a single word out.

the party unfolds as most gallagher parties do. booze flows like water, music pulses and echoes through the neighborhood. they're all scattered across the backyard, drinking and smoking and laughing.

eventually, liam ditches them to celebrate with his friends, and mickey realizes that ian is no longer the yard. he'd last seen him sitting with lip on the steps - but now lip sits alone, sipping at a coke and watching his kids play.

mickey nods to carl and tami, then excuses himself to find ian. lip tells him he'd thought ian was just going to the bathroom, but it's been fifteen minutes now and ian still hasn't returned. he shoots mickey a knowing look - they both know where ian is.

and so mickey finds him, standing in front of the mantle and staring at liam's diploma, tears streaming down his face.

"all three of my brothers have diplomas now," ian murmurs when mickey comes to stand next to him. "liam's going to college, and i think he'll be the one to do it, y'know? then all the kids will follow."

"they will," mickey agrees. of course they will, if they want. those kids can do anything.

"fiona always told us to set examples for them," ian tells him, still staring at the diploma. "for debbie and carl and liam. i always wanted to."

his voice breaks again, but he pushes through: "and i really thought i would. but liam - he did it on his own, after everything."

ian reaches up and clutches his chest, right over his heart. "i'm so proud of him i think i might die," he chuckles. "and all i did was show him what not to do."

"hey now," mickey soothes, reaching up to wipe at ian's tears. "you taught him more than that."

"i'm doing okay," ian admits. "we're doing great. but - look what they've all accomplished on their own. without you, all i know how to do is ruin things. the only gallagher brother without a diploma."

and mickey's heard enough. "first of all," he says, "you gallaghers have been helping each other get shit done since the beginning of time. also, i don't have a diploma either, and i think i'm doin' fine without it. you're not less because you don't have one, ian."

ian looks down at him at last, and so he continues. "you showed liam how to get the fuck back up when life knocks him over. you showed him how to make the life he wants, man. you showed me that."

mickey pulls ian to him when his face crumples, hushing and rocking.

"there's just so much i didn't do," ian breathes. "all this shit i couldn't finish."

"you sell yourself so fuckin' short, ian. you've made our lives into something awesome," mickey tells him, rubbing at his back. "and there's so much shit you're gonna do. you and me."

ian pulls back then, peering down at mickey through red, watery eyes. he nods, sniffing and blinking away fresh tears. "you and me," he agrees.

there is a lot that ian never did. there's a lot they never got to do together. time they'll never get back. they made something worth having out of it all, but there will always be some loss. but ian doesn't need to hear that today.

"we have a good life," mickey tells him instead, even through ian already knows this. he'll remind him every day. "and i want you. not the ian you think you should've been."

he has him, too. and when ian tells him that, he smiles. kisses him softly. it's everything worth having, this man, this life.

2.

when mandy facetimes them from the hospital, baby laura in her arms, ian expects himself to cry.

and he does a little. his eyes sting as he gazes at his best friend - flushed and tired and glowing - as she looks down at her little girl.

"i can't wait to meet her," ian coos. "she's just perfect."

mandy hums, not taking her eyes her eyes off her daughter. "she is perfect," she agrees, "and i love her so fuckin' much."

ian had expected himself to cry. everyone knows ian is obsessed with babies. but what he wasn't expecting was for mickey to take a shuddering breath and put his head in his hands.

"is he crying? mickey, are you crying?"

mandy finally looks up when mickey mutters a tearful oh fuck. ian's heart drops into his stomach; mickey's shoulders are shaking as he turns away from the phone.

"mandy," he says distractedly, trying to get a better look at mickey. "we'll call you back later, okay? love you!"

ian hangs up before mandy can say anything back.

"hey, what's goin' on?" he asks softly. when mickey doesn't answer, and his shoulders just shake harder, ian whispers every comfort he can think of.

"everyone's okay, the baby is so healthy and mandy did so well. didn't you think she was beautiful? just like mandy, just like you. and she's gonna love her uncle mickey so much, you know, she's gonna love you - "

mickey sits up at that, whipping around to look at ian. his face is red and splotchy, marked where he pressed his fingertips into his forehead. ian wants to reach out and smooth it all away, but he waits for mickey to let him know he wants to be touched.

"she just said that," mickey croaks. "she just said that like it was nothing."

"what do you mean?"

mickey looks wildly around the room, as if the words he needs are written in the air.

"she just - the kid was born a couple of hours ago, and mandy's sayin' that?"

ian doesn't get it. "saying what, mick?"

"that she, y'know, that she loves her. how does she know? how does she know that she won't like, resent her or anything? how does she know it'll last?"

and ian wants to dig up terry milkovich and kill him all over again. he wants to go back in time and fucking end him on the alibi floor. he wants to find laura, before it all went wrong, and beg her to do better. he wants to beg her to take mickey away.

did anyone tell mickey he was perfect as they held him? did anyone call to tell their family how much they loved him?

"because mandy's not your dad," ian reminds him. "just like you. and she's not your mom, either. you both have so much love in you, mick, and you're both safer than she ever was."

"it's not just them," mickey sighs. "i couldn't do it. when yev - "

"it's not the same," ian insists. "it's not. mandy wanted her baby, she planned for her and loved her before she was even born. there's nothing wrong with whatever you felt about yev."

mickey deflates, and ian tentatively reaches for him. mickey comes easily, tucking himself into ian's side.

"it was fucked up," ian says quietly. "i'm sorry if i didn't support you enough back then." mickey starts to argue but ian barrels on: "yev is good, mickey. you don't have to torture yourself over it."

mickey nods against him. believes him, maybe.

"and when it's our turn," ian promises, "i know you'll be in love. i know you have that in you."

mickey doesn't nod this time. maybe he doesn't believe that yet. ian just holds him tighter. he believes it enough for the two of them.

3.

ian sneaks a bite of stuffing when fiona pulls it from the oven, but it doesn't taste like much. it sits heavy and flavorless on his tongue, and he chokes it down as fiona slaps his hand away.

"hey! we're eatin' in like, five minutes, ian. get outta here and corral the troops, please."

another year, another thanksgiving dinner.

ian hoists himself from his seat and rounds the counter, but stops as his feet hit that spot. that same spot.

they're alone in the kitchen, ian and fiona, and he wonders if she's thinking about it. as if she could possibly stand there in that place by the stove, checking on the turkey, and think about anything else.

as if she could forget clinging to ian in the place he stands now, watching their mother drift away on the floor.

but if they haven't forgotten, they're all trying to. no one has said a word about monica today, just like every year. she doesn't come up on thanksgiving.

she doesn't even come up at christmas, on the anniversary of her actual death.

ian usually sits alone and remembers her, once the turkey's eaten or the christmas presents are unwrapped. he'll probably do it today. he'll sneak up to his old room and stretch out on that little bed, freddie's bed now, and think about his mom.

he blinks and fiona's looking at him with wide eyes. "ian," she says gently, "go get the others please?"

so she hasn't forgotten. but she won't say anything.

they all sit down to eat, and it's like ian's transported back to that day. carl's wearing a ridiculous thanksgiving hat. kev carves the bird and everyone shouts in delight, tossing bread and passing sides. eventually the family starts sharing what they're grateful for.

it's the same. it's always the same. frank's not here, but they carry on without him, like they always have. it's the same, except -

"i'm thankful for my husband," ian says when it's his turn. he puts a shaking hand on mickey's leg.

"and i'm thankful for my husband," mickey returns, laughing off the groans and gags of everyone at the table.

it's the same, with one massive exception. he's not alone today.

they eat and enjoy each other, grateful to have the family all together. ian laughs along with his siblings, listens to their stories, fills up on mac and cheese.

but then mickey gets up for a glass of water.

"i'll be right back," he mutters to ian, and then he's gone.

he's knows mickey's just going for water. but this day, these memories - they're stronger than he is. and ian is scrambling after him before he can stop himself.

"what're you doin'?" mickey asks when ian skids to a stop behind him, wrapping his arms around his middle where he stands at the sink.

ian can't speak. his throat is clogged with fear, with memories of blood and those ragged, gasping breaths.

mickey turns in his arms, looking up at ian in alarm. ian doesn't know how to tell him, how to explain the ice that flooded his veins when mickey stood.

but he doesn't have to. mickey reaches up and touches his hairline, then brings his hand down to his face. he wipes at ian's cheek; ian hadn't realized he'd started crying.

"i'm sorry," he groans. "i just - it's like i'm the only one that remembers what happened to her. or doesn't pretend i don't, anyways."

mickey grabs the cup of water and pulls ian to the back steps. when they're seated, he hands ian the water and gestures for him to drink. after a moment, he speaks.

"i never met her, really," mickey says quietly, looking out over the yard. "and i kinda hated her for a while. hated the shit she told you."

ian wants to defend her, even if mickey's right. he'll always want to defend her. he'll always want to speak up for her, because no one else could ever hear her. but then mickey just sighs and -

"but i know you love her," he says, reaching for ian's hand. "and i know what that means. you can tell me, if you want."

ian could tell him about that thanksgiving. about the year mickey was gone. about how they'd danced together just days before she crashed again. about the hospital and the stitches, about how monica disappeared again just a day later. and ian never got to see her, even though he asked.

but he doesn't really want to. he's tired now, and he sighs as he leans against mickey's shoulder. "she had a beautiful smile," he says instead.

ian sits and remembers her quietly, like he'd always planned to. but he's not alone with his memories. he won't be ever again.

4.

it's too fucking hot for a gallagher blowout, but since nothing on earth could stop them from a good time, it's happening anyways.

mickey lounges in the pool, drifting on the water in a float, while everyone else talks and laughs and dances around him. ian is taking uncle duty to the absolute extreme, throwing franny and fred over his shoulders as they romp about in the lawn by the pool.

mickey could go relieve him, but carl tosses him a beer and the idea is forgotten. uncle ian has it covered. he closes his eyes and leans back, running his other hand through the cool water.

after a few minutes, he hears lip call out.

"shit, ian, you good?"

mickey sits up so quickly that he tumbles out of the float. when he breaks the surface, his eyes scan the lawn for ian.

franny and freddie are running circles around him, oblivious to the rapid shift in their uncle's demeanor. ian's skin is wan and shining with sweat; he's not looking at anything, and he sways a little on his feet.

mickey's about to shout at him to sit the fuck down when ian drops like a stone.

and then: chaos.

the kids are screaming, horrified by ian hitting the ground at their feet, and their parents rush forward to scoop them up and hurry them away.

mickey's at ian's side before he even tells himself to move, hands roaming over his cold, clammy skin.

"shit, shit," he hisses, even as ian opens his eyes to peer up at him.

"the fuck?" he mutters, and mickey shushes him harshly.

"shut the fuck up," he orders, then shouts at carl to help him. together they haul ian under a pool umbrella, while ian snaps weakly for them to leave him alone.

tami tosses mickey a bottle of water, which he guides to ian's lips with shaking hands. "sip this," he instructs, then grabs at ian's hand when he starts chugging. "i said sip it, dumbass."

once ian's steadier, lip helps mickey get him back up to the apartment. after demanding that mickey text them with updates, the entire family clears out.

it's quiet. the adrenaline wears off, and mickey is suddenly exhausted.

ian's resting on the couch, stripped down to his boxers with his feet propped up. mickey wets a washcloth and moves to kneel beside him.

"you heard what the doc said when you started that pill," mickey says lowly as he dabs at ian's skin. "you gotta be careful in the heat."

ian's eyes flutter open, and he looks up at mickey blearily. "i know," he whispers. "was just playin' with them."

"fuck, ian, i mean it," mickey tells him thickly. "you were a fucking EMT, you know this shit. you gotta take care of yourself. take breaks and cool off so you don't - so you don't fucking - "

ian runs a hand through mickey's hair when he presses his face into ian's shoulder. "hey," he soothes, "i'm okay. was just a little thing."

"not a little thing," mickey snaps through his tears. "fuckin' scared me. don't fucking scare me like that."

"okay," ian agrees simply, leaning back against the couch. "you're right." they're quiet for a moment, ian still scratching at mickey's scalp.

mickey scoffs when ian speaks again.

"help me to the tub?"

"you're not getting me into the tub right now, asshole."

"it's for me, dickhead," ian laughs. "i missed the pool party and i gotta cool off somehow."

mickey fills the tub with cool water, then helps ian lowers himself into it. he cups the water in his hands, lets it run down ian's skin. the color returns to his face as he relaxes, splashing about lightly.

"you look better," mickey murmurs softly, running a hand over ian's wet skin. "but if you scare me like that again i will drown you in this tub."

ian laughs and flicks water at him. "that's fair. i'll do my best."

5.

it's been a long day.

ian spent his entire afternoon off helping lip do work on his new house, all the while listening to both carl and lip drone on about their latest relationship dramas.

they're both idiots, and their partners were both right, but ian kept his mouth shut all fucking day and held his focus on the nail gun in his hands.

he picked up a pizza on his way home, absolutely refusing to even entertain the idea of cooking. he knows mickey won't mind; he got his favorite.

the door is unlocked when ian gets back, and his heart warms at the idea of sinking into mickey's arms after a ridiculous day.

"i brought dinner!"

he calls out to mickey a couple of times, setting the pizza down on their dining table. but mickey isn't stretched out on the couch where ian left him this morning. he's not in the yard with a beer, and a quick peek at his phone confirms that he hadn't called to let ian know he was leaving.

there's no sound coming from the bathroom. ian knocks on their bedroom door - "mick? you in there?"

"yeah," comes a muffled reply. "get in here."

ian is suddenly filled with dread as he opens the bedroom door. mickey sounds wrecked. is something wrong? something has to be wrong. ian is mentally preparing to dash off to the hospital or call a lawyer, anything to make this sickening panic settle.

mickey is sitting on the bed, staring at down at his lap when ian steps into the room. his phone rests in his hands, and he fidgets with it as ian looks at him.

he's been crying.

he's still crying.

mickey's face is flushed and shiny with tears, bottom lip chapped where he's bitten it to soothe himself.

"oh god," ian croaks, "what is it? are you alright?"

"i'm good," mickey breathes. "we're good."

he looks up at ian then, fresh tears spilling over. "we're so fuckin' good."

ian can't breathe. what's happening? is it happening?

"would you just tell me what's going on?"

"i got the call a little while ago," he says, a grin now stretching across his quivering lips. "didn't want to tell you over the phone. they picked us. we're, uh, we're getting a kid."

ian's crying before mickey finishes speaking. he drops to his knees in front of him, grabs mickey's hands in his own, kisses them over and over.

"they really picked us?"

it's been years of rejection. years of fixing things up and trying again. years of proving themselves over and over - just for it all to fall apart.

mickey's own tears drop into ian's hair as he leans down to grab his face. he tilts ian's head upward, kisses his tearstained cheeks.

"yeah," he laughs, "they picked you. fuck, they picked me."

and now it's time, finally. the little bedroom next to theirs will spring to life. mickey will read bedtime stories in there; ian will hum lullabies and rock their little one to sleep.

they'll learn to crawl out in the living room. they'll fling puréed pears all over the kitchen. they're going to be so fucking loved here. ian is sure of it. he always was. but there's one thing he needs to be sure mickey knows -

"i'd always pick you, mick."

[harryconcepts]

part 49

nah this is Jack 😵‍💫 he wants you to worship him bc he's just a freak 😵‍💫 and he loves edging you so much so that when you finally do get to cum, you're shaking and near tears, gripping onto him and saying "thank you, thank you so much"😵‍💫

or purposefully eating something like that in front of him 😋 making eye contact while you suck on a popsicle or lick an ice cream cone 😋 he's just watching you like 😶 the whole time 😋

jack is a professional gaslighter and is so mean to you, but he makes you think it's for your own good 😮‍💨when you were a little bit bratty he ties your arms and legs to the bed and he has the most evil intentions but he's being soft right now 😮‍💨 he's all "I don't want to do this to you baby, but you know I have to... you know I just want to be sweet with my girl, but i can't do that when you're naughty" acting all disappointed to make you feel bad 😮‍💨 your little bratty streak is gone bc you're so sorry for making him sad like this, but no amount of apologizing is gonna get you out of this 😮‍💨 you still try though, whining out "I'm sorry, i didn't mean to make you sad" and he pouts at you, cupping your cheek in his hand and saying "I know you didn't, you're usually such a good girl for me" and you nod, nuzzling against his hand, but then he says "but you won't learn your lesson if you keep getting away with being mean to me" and his voice is so gentle and condescending 😮‍💨 he pulls away, ignoring the way you whine, and says "if you're a good girl this will be easier for both of us, so why don't you go ahead and behave for me?" and you nod, his words have tamed you to the point where you don't even want to be bratty anymore 😮‍💨

then he moves down to lay between your legs, and since he was so kind to tie them open, he doesn't have to do any work to keep them apart 😮‍💨 he uses his thumbs to spread you open, clicking his tongue at how wet you are, and he says "this soaked for me already? i haven't even done anything baby, you just like my attention that much?" and you whine at how mean he's being, but you nod anyways 😮‍💨 he uses his thumb to circle over your clit so lightly, and you need more but you know begging isn't gonna get you anywhere, so you try to be good and stay still for him 😮‍💨 hes so cocky seeing the way you're clenching around nothing and how you're twitching from how badly you need him 😮‍💨 finally he leans down and gives you a long lick, and you're already gasping and shaking from how worked up you are 😮‍💨 he doesn't let up, just keeps flicking his tongue around and making you feel so good 😮‍💨 even sucking your clit into his mouth bc he knows how much you like that 😮‍💨 then you're getting close and he can tell, so he keeps working until the last second and then he pulls away and gives you a little slap right between your legs 😮‍💨 you cry out so loud, arching your back and nearly in tears when you say "no, no I was so close-" and he can see your legs straining to close again but he doesn't care 😮‍💨 he just pouts again and says "this is what happens to bad girls baby, you know I don't like it when I have to be mean to you" and he reaches up to wipe the tears off your face 😮‍💨 then he says "but you don't give me a choice when you're naughty like this, so we're gonna keep going, and you're gonna give me a few more, okay?" and he says it like a question but he is absolutely not asking 😮‍💨

harry for sure whiiiines and begs to go down on you 😵‍💫he's all "please, baby, I just want to taste- I'll be quick, just let me taste you, just wanna make you feel good, please..." giving you the biggest puppy eyes and pouty lips 😵‍💫

stop and he's saying stuff like "yeah? you liked watching me touch myself?" and you nod, your eyes on his lips as he says "maybe i should get to watch you touch yourself now"

anyways since it's my birthday and I'm a whore for attention I'm thinking about some birthday sex with the man himself 😌 he definitely wakes you up with kissies all over your face, you groan a little and try to turn away but he just grins and follows you saying "good moooorning birthday girl 😁" and soon you're smiling too, you put your arms around his neck and say "thank you" and he keeps kissing, finally kissing you fully on the lips 😌 and you're both so smiley and happy 😌 then he says "i think for your first present of the day i should eat you out" and you're like "😶 I'm yes please?" so he grins and starts making his way down 😌 you're sleeping nakey ofc so it's easy for him, he just spreads your thighs apart and gets right to work 😌 he doesn't waste any time or mess around with teasing you, this is his girl's day and he's gonna be extra sweet to her 😌 he just goes straight for doing exactly what you like, sucking on your clit and shaking his head to make a mess 😌 basically just making out with you, spreading the wetness around to make you more sensitive 😌 and soon you're gripping at his hair and letting him know you're close, and he just hums and keeps working 😌 usually he would tease you at least a little bit, but today he's gonna give you whatever you want so he just keeps licking at you until you cum 😌 he tries his best to clean you up with his tongue, but you're just so sticky and oversensitive there's only so much he can do before you're pulling him away 😌 so he comes back to lay next to you, tracing his fingers over your heaving chest and whispering "happy birthday, baby" 😌

having a really bad body image day, and harry comes home to find you laying in bed looking so sad 😔 he's immediately asking what's wrong, and you shrug saying "just don't feel good about myself" and your eyes are already welling up with tears, you turn your head away and say "just leave me alone so i can cry" and he's crawling into bed next to you, wrapping his arms around you and saying "you can cry all you want to, but I'm not leaving you to be sad all alone, I'm gonna stay here and be sad with you" and he refuses to go 😔 he doesn't mention it when you're getting his shirt all wet with your tears, he just keeps stroking your hair and letting you cry 😔 rocking you a little bit to try and comfort you as much as possible 😔 when you lift your head to look at him, he wipes your tears away with his thumb and kisses your cheek before you lay your head back down on his shoulder 😔

I know harry would be literally so good with his emotional girl 😭 like I'm about to get my period and I've literally been crying all day, for no reason at all, about things that aren't even upsetting, I'm just in tears (like even typing this I'm crying again thinking about how much I love him) and I know he would be so sweet 😭 he wouldn't make you feel silly or anything, he would just give you a hug and tell you it's okay 😭 he would be so caring and he wouldn't get frustrated when he asks what's wrong and you say "I don't know😭" he would just pull you closer and stroke your hair while you rest your head on his chest 😭 he would ofc get whatever you wanted for you, whatever you're craving he would hop up to get it right away 😭 lots of cuddling and kisses and telling you how much he loves you 😭😭😭

and he for sure throws you on the bed, you're huffing and trying to get up but he just gives you a look (😋) and says "you better sit your ass back down or you won't like what happens" and he's already a little moody so you're not about to push him further but 😋😋😋

currently having an orgasm thinking about post wedding harry and how filthy he gets 😮‍💨 cumming on your pubic hair and spreading it around with his fingers to make a mess 😮‍💨 rubbing it over your clit to make you scream bc you're so sensitive 😮‍💨 saying shit like "this is gonna be us someday soon baby, gonna make you my pretty little wife" and he brings his fingers up to your lips for you to clean them off 😮‍💨

ohhh yes whenever you're being a little moody he's all "get the fuck over here, I'm gonna make you cum and then you better stop being a brat to me" he knows exactly how to make you shape up 😋

I'm not feeling good I need harry to come mother me 😔 ik he would tuck you into bed and pull the blankets tight around you, then he would get some medicine to leave on the bedside table 😔 every time he wakes up in the night he checks your temperature 😔 he opens or closes the windows or resituates the blankets so you won't be too hot or too cold 😔 and any time you wake up he has you drink some water 😔 ugh 😔

he's acting all innocent and "😋good morning baby😋* kissing all over your face and being so sweet and then his leg shifts and you feel how hard he is 😋 and you're like ohhhh I see how it is 😋you're like "and what are you doing?" and he's all "nothing 😋 just loving on my girl 😋" and you're like mmmhm bc you know what's about to happen 😋

u ask I deliver bc I'm always horny for Jack 😋 he would always be a little too nice when he wants something, telling you what a good wife you are and how you're such a pretty girl 😋 pushing you to lay down on the bed and sliding your dress up your thighs, when you stutter out "what are you doing?" he just says "shhh baby, let me take care of everything" and starts kissing on you 😋when you're about to cum he pulls away, and you're whining but he just shushes you again and finally asks for what he wants, knowing you'll agree to anything in this state 😋 and it's probably not even anything big, just asking if he can miss your little date you had planned to go out with the guys from work instead, and you agree right away so he'll get his mouth on you again 😋 when you nod quickly and say "yes, yes, whatever you want" and shove his head back down, he's smiling so big and makes you cum right away 😋 after all, it's what his good little wife deserves 😋

having a toddler from before you met harry, and as soon as you get together with him he would be so good with her 🥹 she's a bit too young to know exactly what's going on, but you can all tell she loves him 🥹 she's always running over to hug him and wants him to hold her all the time 🥹 and he's so amazing with her, he loves to play tea parties and build sand castles and push her on the swings 🥹 one day you come home from the store and they're both on the couch, she's snuggled up to his side fast asleep and he's leaned back with his feet propped up and he's sleeping too 🥹 you go over and sit down next to her, cuddling up to them 🥹 and that wakes harry up, he puts his arm around you and kisses your forehead whispering "we missed you" as she's sleeping soundly between the two of you 🥹

your baby girl being a little grumpy when she wakes up from her nap, her hair is all messy and she has her blanket wrapped around her 🥹 instead of coming over to you like she usually does, she walks right over to harry and climbs up in his lap 🥹 cuddling into his shoulder and getting comfy bc she's still sleepy 🥹 and he loves it, he's so happy that she's comfortable with him 🥹

harry/jack woukd always whisper filthy words in your ear when you're out in public just to make you blush 😌 then when you get home and he's pulling your dress up he sees you've completely soaked through your panties and he's all "ohhh I guess you like it when i tease you a little hm?"

being soooooo needy bc you're ovulating and he doesn't know what's up, just that he's getting laid every night (and usually in the afternoon as well) so he's not about to complain 😋 you're more turned on than usual and much more sensitive 😋 everything is more desperate and feral in a "throw my legs over your shoulders and fuck me as deep as you can until I'm crying" kind of way 😋

being with harry but you're not quite ready to do all the physical stuff yet, but that's ok bc he is a big fan of making out and grinding 😌 he'll sit on the couch for hours with you on his lap, his arms around you pulling you closer and closer 😌when he hears a little moan from you he's so cocky about that, saying "I've barely even touched you and you're moaning already?" just to be a pest 😌

bsf harry at a party with you and your bf, and he's watching you the whole night ofc just to make sure your bf doesn't pull anything 😋 then as the night goes on and people get drunker and drunker harry lets himself sit a little closer to you, he figures no one's gonna care 😋 and you're feeding into it too, leaning your head on his shoulder and chatting with him all night 😋then across the room he sees your bf standing a liiiiittle to close to another girl, and he's about to say something to you but then you both see him lean in and kiss her. and your jaw drops bc you definitely weren't expecting that, maybe you kinda figured he wasn't the one for you but you didn't think he would so openly cheat on you 😔 so you turn to harry looking absolutely stunned, and he looks just as upset as you are and he stands up to go over there 😌 you grab his arm to try and stop him, but he just gently shakes you off and makes his way across the room 😌 you watch the whole time, knowing there's not a lot you can do, as he approaches him 😌 you can see them talking for a few minutes and harry looks sooooo pissed off, gesturing wildly with his hands and clearly yelling 😌 then he turns to walk away, but apparently hears something he really doesn't like bc he's turning around to throw a punch 😌 he hits your ex square in the face, sending him into a hunched over position right away, but harry doesn't do anything else he just comes back over to you 😌he takes your hand and pulls you up, shaking out his hand a little and saying "come on, we're going" and you're shocked about what just went down but you follow him anyways, and once you're both in his car you ask quietly "why did you do that?" and he turns to look at you, he's silent for a moment and then he says "no one treats my girl like that and gets away with it" and he starts the car 😌

being a little bratty with harry just to rile him up 😋 rolling your eyes at him, wearing slutty little outfits when you go out and pulling your dress down a bit every time you talk to someone to show off your cleavage 😋 and ofc making direct eye contact with Harry while you do it 😋 then by the end of the night he's more than a little annoyed, grabbing your arm to drag you out to the car 😋 he still opens your door for you, but he slams it a little harder than necessary 😋 then he's saying stuff like "why do you have to be such a brat? you're always whining saying you want me to be nice to you, then you go and do shit like this" and you stay quiet, he looks over at you and says "huh? now you're quiet? now that you don't have anyone else giving you attention?" and you keep your mouth shut knowing it'll only piss him off more 😋

Jack always thinking he knows what's best for you 😋 pushing your legs apart, you whine bc you're sleepy but he just says "shhh pretty girl, i know you're tired but it's good for you, just let me take care of everything for you" and he's already kissing at your thighs 😋 or one day he comes home and takes your hand to lead you to the bedroom, you're all "no i have things to get done around the house" and he just says "you've been working so hard lately, I know you're tired and stressed... let me make it better 😋" and who are you to say no to your husband 😌

harry loves to spread you open with his thumbs and so he can hear and see how wet you are 🤕 then he just stares for a minute, ignoring the way you whine bc he just wants to look 🤕he's so dirty 🤕 running his thumb over your clit but not giving you anything else just to see you squirm 🤕

i think Harry has very strong swimmers 😋 I think that when you decide to try for a baby you get knocked up SO fast bc he's horny all the time and he's allll over you, and ofc he does all this "research" (read: porn) on the best positions for conceiving 😋 and he just has some gooood genes so you're pregnant before you can even blink 😋and he read somewhere that if you cum it makes you more likely to get pregnant, so he's always making you cum at least twice for good measure and to make sure it really sticks 😋and he's spewing the fiiilthiest shit in your ear, saying "I'm gonna fill you up, gonna make it so I'm dripping out of you, then I'll fuck it back in" and "gonna make you a mama" 😋

no bc harry is always moving you around how he wants you during sex 🤕 he's strong enough to throw you around so that's exactly what he does 🤕he wants you on your back? he's pulling out and flipping you over without even saying anything 🤕 he holds your arms down whenever he feels like having you pinned and he keeps your legs spread open when he's going down on you 🤕 when you're riding him he can completely control the pace and speed just by holding you with his arms 🤕 and when he thinks you're not going down far enough he bucks his hips up to get deeper 🤕

yes meanrry loves flipping between extremes 😌 either way he makes you cry for being a brat and he does not care 😌

jack calling you a good girl in front of your friends 😌 you're bringing out drinks or whatever at the party you're hosting, and he catches you as you're heading back to the kitchen, pulling you close and saying "you're such a good girl for me, such a good wife 😌" and you're bluuushing bc you know everyone heard him say that 🤭

STOP IT he is always saying "you've been so good for me tonight baby, I'm gonna show you how grateful I am as soon as everyone goes home" 😵‍💫

and harry would do just as much to support your mental health 😔 he brings you to therapy appointments and sits in the waiting room with you, then afterwards he's there to give you a hug and take you to get coffee 😔 sitting up at night with you when you're stressed or anxious, letting you talk about it for as long as you need 😔 and always being so happy when you have little things to celebrate 😔

meanrry edging you, and when you buck your hips up and whine "why??" he just smirks and says "because i can" 🤕

[sunlightandsuffering]

You should make more of eren’s pov in zeke’s fake gf au!!! 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

LOL!! What do y'all wanna see ? 😂 I can write something quick maybe, although i'm not entirely sure what yet 😂

"You stole your brother's girlfriend," his mom states blatantly, glaring at him over her tea. His dad isn't home yet and for that he's thankful, he needs his mom on his side before he confronts his father.

"They were never actually dating though." "Yes, but you thought they were and Eren you STILL stole your brother's girlfriend."

Eren sighs, sipping his own tea, "I really like her." "Not good enough, this is infidelity we're talking about Eren." He rests his tea cup on the coffee table, taking a deep breath, "I love her." "Bullshit." "I do!"

"You knew her for all of a week and although she's a lovely girl I don't know how you fall in love that fast." Eren scowls, "Well I did, I've been staying over at her apartment a lot, we um, we might even move in together." At this, Carla raises an eyebrow, "Really?" "Yeah, um that's why I'm here I was wondering if I could have the family ring?" His mom promptly spits her tea out, the liquid flying everywhere, some landing on his face as his mother begins coughing uncontrollably. Eren wipes himself off a bit, shrugging as his mom looks at him like he's insane, "Surprise I guess."

[figgyblossom]

Got to sit in a Window seat aaaaand had the whole row to myself :3

and yes, I am writing these in my notes app so I can share it here with y'all "now" once I get wifi/off the plane

They gave us little packets of cinnamon Graham crackers for snack, which I am happy abt. They go good with my coffee and I think are better morning snack than pretzels...

We took off right as the sun was beginning to rise and it jas been a consistently gorgeous sky so far.. so pink! and orange! and blue! we're also flying south/west and I think it's elongating our time with the sunrise... is that how sky-science works?? That sounds right anyway....

(I'll look it up when we land)

Uuughhh 48 min left of flight ✈️ and I gotta peeeeeeeeeee :((( and I'm kind of cold so also I don't wanna get up cuz then more of me will be cold 🥶 I'd probably be less cold if I had my beanie 😮‍💨

Uuuummmm??? ExCUSE me?? Wtf was that?? That was the TINIEST fuxking airplane bathroom??? Like I rly try not to go on flights, so it's been a while, but there's noooooo way those things haven't gotten smaller??? Like im probs a (us) size 16/18 with some wide hips, but I could barely even open my knees enough to wipe 😂😭 what???? (Sorry if tmi) that is WILD, that shouldn't be LEGAL???

Thanks for coming along so far everyone :)

Beginning desceeeennnntttt... I didn't even play animal crossing or listen to music, I just zoned out super hard and started going thru the screenshots on my phone lol I'm so tired.

~finally landed~ I have actually THREE HOURS and TWENTY MINUTES until my next flight lolol so first... find my gate, and THEN find some food

437am and at the airporrrrrt

Left the house at 330 after getting up at 245 🫠 I love me an early flight but I should have gone to bed a little sooner lol

Also im gonna be gone for 2 wks and while I totally and completely trust my roommate to care for my cats I've already cried about missing them like 4 times and I didn't even say as good of a goodbye to them as I wanted cuz I was rushing out the door 😭😭😭

fuck, man

At least I got a coffee before heading to my gate, and we'll hopefully start boarding in the next like 15...

There's also like 2 and a half hrs between when I land my 2nd flight so maybe I can get some breakfast and a bloody somewhere.. 🤔

I'm just rambling to you all now because it's stopping me from thinking long enough that I cry