#😫 I just realized how long I've let this sit!!!

[mikachacha]

𝙺𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 (𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙻𝚎𝚎 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛)

Synopsis: You and Bada are roommates and there were moments that felt like you could be something more. Honestly, it's just a waiting game between you two now. To see who gives in and confess first.

Warning: Idk, maybe the explicit lyrics of the song or something 😭

Also, this is my first fic because I couldn't think of anything else other than my gayness for Bada whenever I hear this song 😫 Forgive me for some errors because English is not my first language ❤

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Bada came home after a stressful day and heard 𝙺𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝙼𝚎 𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚎 by Doja Cat playing from the speakers and the sound of the vacuum being used. She couldn't help but smile as she entered the living room quietly and found you cleaning while singing and even dancing around to the music playing. She couldn't help but watch you as you moved around, seemingly lost in your own little world.

"Can you kiss me more? We're so young 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕, we ain't got nothing to lose oh, oh.." you sang and Bada raised her eyebrow as she noticed that you changed the lyrics from boy to girl. It could only mean one thing, right? Or she's just assuming things because truth be told, Bada likes you but is too scared to admit it because she's scared that you might not like her back.

"I see you're enjoying yourself, Y/N." she finally spoke and you swore you jumped 20 feet to the air after realizing that Bada was there and has seen all the atrocities that you were doing while cleaning. You got home earlier from your modeling gig and decided to clean around, was even planning on making dinner for you and Bada. In hopes that maybe she gets a hint that you're in love with her or something and you guys could work something out before you go insane.

"Jesus! Can you not do that? You nearly gave me a heart attack!" you said while rubbing your chest a bit, trying to calm your racing heart and she only laughs, shaking her head in amusement. You paused the song and finished vacuuming before sitting down on the couch which prompted her to sit as well.

You dramatically raised your arms up for a hug before just planting your face on her lap. Her hand began playing with your hair and the both of you sat there, enjoying the silence and each other.

"Y/N, I've been meaning to tell you something. You can call me delulu or whatever but when you changed the lyrics from boy to girl earlier, it kind of hinted that maybe you're attracted to girls.." Bada broke the silence and you listened, cheeks burning. You didn't mean to do that. Well you did mean that but you did not mean to let Bada hear that. But maybe it did something good for your part because you're finally having this talk with her.

"Y-yeah.. I'm.. actually attracted to girls but not just any girl. I'm actually attracted to someone specific." you told her and sat upright so you can look at her. Her face held anticipation and fear at the same time which you found cute.

"Yeah? Can you tell me who that someone is and I tell you this someone I actually like for a long time? Just to be fair since you've been asking about it a lot." Bada asked. Her heart is pounding against her chest. She wants to know the person that you like and not at the same time. What if she's just delusional thinking that she's the one that you like but you actually like someone else? She doesn't know how to live with that if that ever happens.

"It's you.. Bada, it's you." you finally confessed and she lets out a sigh of relief before hugging you close to her chest, thanking everyone and everything that she can think of for this wonderful moment that she's living in. She can finally tell team BeBe that she's not delusional and you do really like her back.

"You have no idea how happy I am right now.. I like you— wait, I love you, Y/N. I love you so much, ever since the first time you made me some food when I got sick." she says and you smiled, remembering that time. She was so sick after a practice and you just came home from work. She's just a sad and sick burrito roll on the couch and couldn't move a lot due to fatigue. You nursed her back to full health which was like two days and got sick right after but you didn't regret it.

"If that's the case.. Can you kiss me more? We're so young, girl. We've got nothing to lose oh, oh.." you sang teasingly and she chuckled before cupping your cheeks and kissing your lips gently, just savoring the moment and the taste of your lips against hers.

[rogermyreligion]

i got an ideia. professor roger !!! (😫). 4 and 15 from the smutty prompts. Y/N spends the entire class teasing roger. at the end of class, after everyone leaves, they have wild sex. roger fucks her on the table. https://www.tumblr.com/rogermyreligion/717780262910607360/you-can-be-the-boss-daddy-you-can-be-the-boss?source=share (i was imagining the story with this roger)

4. "How funny do you think teasing is now?"

15. "I've never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly"

How are you supposed to pay attention to this stupid biology class if you substitute professor is the hottest man alive?

You are sitting in the middle of the class, not so close to him because he could easily notice that you are not paying any attention, but neither in the backround because you want him to notice you at some point.

It’s been a week since your original biology teacher had surgery and he left a statement explaining his absence for the next term, for your luck, the replacement professor is a man who is in his fifties, his hair is blonde and looks soft, he has hair on his chin and he wears special glasses that make him look extremely beautiful. His name was Roger Taylor.

You’ve been looking at him a few days ago, his hands were big and sometimes he came with his shirt a little unbuttoned, showing the hairs that were born from his chest, God, it’s too early in the morning to be so horny.

He deconcentrated you foolishly, your eyes followed his hands but not what he was writing on the board, your ears listened to his voice but you were not paying attention to the explanation of the class, it was extremely difficult to write while your thighs were rubbing together, everything was close to desesperation.

You want to have him close enough so he can see how short your skirt is, you are focused in cross and uncross your legs from time to time, with the intention of making it clear that you are not wearing panties.

You even stopped wearing a bra under your shirt so that your nipples would be visible, and it seemed to work and have an effect on him, because in one class you noticed that his eyes were fixed on you.

You were talking to your friend Lucy, sitting comfortably and tapping your pen against the edge of the table.

Roger’s eyes were wandering your chest area, nibbling the skin around his nail. Now he noticed you and he was studying your image. Your shirt tight around your waist, the way you hair moved as you talked.

You didn’t even notice he was watching you until he coughed exaggeratedly, catching your attention, you snapped your head towards him, “Y/N please focus on your reading, your talking could be distracting for others” he said firmly but you could not feel a tingle in your stomach while hearing his raspy voice.

“Sorry Professor,” you apologised, eyes returning to your book.

But he kept looking at you.

You could feel the warm of his eyes, you bit your lower lip in order to concentrate but it was impossible. He was looking at you and only you.

You raise your gaze a little, his face wasn’t entire serious, it was like he was trying to hide a smirk.

He gestured the bottoms of his own shirt and he raised his eyebrows, referring to your shirt, which was unbottoned, showing off the beginning of your breast area.

He wanted you to fasten the buttons but you did quite the opposite. Instead you unbottoned one more, challenging him.

He threw his back to the back of the chair, taking a deep breath, he shook his mind a bit and tried to focus on the book in front of him.

But everything just became more difficult for Roger because when everyone left for the first recess you took a long time to stand up, letting everyone go. When you were finally alone with Roger you closed the door, he shot you a confused look, seeing your approaching, now that he was looking at you more closely, he realized your skirt was really short, your legs hypnotized him, but he continued with his professional and educated posture.

“Can i help you?” He said kindly, looking behind you, making sure that the door was locked, then his eyes returned to you.

“I don’t like it when people tell me what I have to do with my clothes,” you said while mimicking the gesture he made previously with the shirt.

“You were distracting me, Y/N”

“Why?” you asked innocently.

“Your uniform... leaves little for the imagination,” he said quietly.

“Just say it, do you find me hot?” You raised an eyebrow.

Now his eyes went to your cleavage, looking for words.

“Don’t be afraid, we are alone,”

“Dont tease Y/N,” he glanced to the clock, “We have 5 minutes left,” he mumbled.

“I know, that’s why I’m here,” you knelt in front of him, rubbing the palms of your hands on his thighs.

His breath caught, eyes fixed on you.

You could see that his bulge was begging for attention, making his pants tight, you ran your tongue over the fabric of his pants, staring into his eyes, seeing how his cheeks turned into a soft pink.

“Please, suck me off,” He tried to unbuckle his belt but you got on your feet right away.

“Nuh uh, we have 3 minutes left,” you chuckled with an evil look.

He gave you a defiant look, sighing, “You’re going to pay for this,” he stood up, he looked into your eyes and began to slide the tip of his index finger from your navel all the way up to your chin, making you shiver, “I don’t let little brats go so easily,”

You stared at him, grabbing his hand and guiding it under your skirt, making him touch your pussy lips, “I hope so,”

Unconsciously he separated his lips a little, concentrating on how wet you were.

And with that last interaction you left, only to return a few minutes later to class.

Now you didn’t even worry about looking at Roger, you already knew you had riled him up enough, You knew what you had generated.

But his gaze was on you the rest of the class, almost undressing you with his eyes, thinking how bad you were behaving, he was thinking about how you deserved you be treated.

“Y/N can you stay 5 more minutes? I have to give you some corrections,” Roger said out loud while putting on his glasses.

“Of course,” you were smiling inside.

After everyone left the classroom, Roger made sure the hallway was empty, he closed the door and locked it. You walked towards his desk.

He turned around on his heels and grabbed you by the neck, “So you think teasing is fun?” he said through his teeth.

His grip was so strong and tight, it made you grab the edge of the desk behind you.

“Wearing this little skirt,” he played with the end of it, lifting it, he slided his palm against your folds, feeling your warm entrance, you gasped, his grip getting tighter, his eyes went straight to your nipples, the hand that was on your pussy left and went to play with your little nub, pinching it over the fabric, “No bra?” he laughed, “This is all because of me? you want my attention?”

You nodded. “Y-yes”

His grip loose a bit but his face got closer to yours, almost grazing his lips with yours, “You just want to get fucked? Dont you?” he kissed you.

“Please,” you tried to roll your hips against his. “I’ll be so good,”

He tugged your hair, pulling your head backwards, almost staring at the ceiling, his voice become deeper, “Then why the fuck you teased me like that,” he bit at the skin of your neck making you whimper, “I dont like girls with that attitude, acting all bratty when no one is around,” he tugged your hair harder.

“Mr. Taylor, please just fuck me,” you said through gasps.

He just chuckled.

He left your hair and started undoing his tie in front of you.

You took it as a signal of ok now finally we get to fuck so you started unbuttoning your shirt.

He managed to get his tie off quickly, he stopped you, “Stop that,” he turned you around and tied your wrists together, he bend you over the desk, “I want you still, okay?” he demanded, “Easy and still,”

Your heart was racing, “Yes, im sorry-FUCK” he just slapped your arsecheek.

He rubbed your ass softly, “Im going to fuck you, believe me i will, but im gonna enjoy this moment first,” his fingers went to your cunt, “Are you enjoying this? fucking brat,” he was toying with your wetness.

“Yesyesyesyes, i love it,” you moaned softly.

“How could you not, this is the only reason you are here,” he introduced two fingers inside you, making you groan.

Your hips were bruising because of how he was pressing you against the table, “I want you-“ you were cut off.

“And you are having me, you are having my fingers, aren you?”

“Y-yes but-“ you whimpered, “Oh god yes,”

He curled his fingers, massaging just the right spot.

He glanced down on you, his fingers were dripping wet, he pumped in and out easily. He found the way to your clit, rubbing tight circles.

“You like this so much, you are a mess all over my hand,” he kept his rubbing as he leaned over, kissing your back.

“Oh- fuck fuck,” you gasped, “That feels so good,” your face was resting against the cold and flat surface.

“How you say?”

“T-thank u.” you closed your eyes, feeling your orgasm building.

“Good girl,” he kissed your back with open mouth, his hand kept his mission down there, rubbing your clit and eventually pumping three fingers inside you.

You could feel your face burning, “Fuck im so c-close, oh” you moaned exaggeratedly.

why the fuck did you said that

As soon as Roger heard that, he stopped suddenly.

You cried out, “FUCK PLEASE-“ you sobbed.

He was just amused, The contrast of your arrogant personality along with the begging was visual art for him.

He approached to your face to check on you, “Whats wrong love?”

“Please-“ you sobbed, red cheeks. “Let me come,”

He cleaned up a tear from your face, “How funny do you think teasing is now?”

“Im sorry-“

“Shh, it’s alright, you’ll come,” he returned his position behind you, “Just want you to learn not to tease for fun,” he slapped your arse again.

You cried out.

“But you could have just tried to be polite and ask nicely,” he knelt and gave your folds a good lap and you whimpered, “I am more than good with the idea of fucking you, you are gorgeous,”

“God- you are so good Mr. Taylor, please-“

“Ask nicely.”

“Im sorry for being a brat earlier, it wont happen a-again,” you tried you move, “You are so good, I've never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly”

He tugged his lower lip with his teeth, he caressed your lower back, his other hand trying to get his pants down enough to free his cock. “Was that hard to be nice?” he slided himself inside you, closing his eyes as he stretched you out, “Now you are a good girl-“ he groaned.

You just moaned, feeling him, finally savouring him.

He kept fucking you, grabbing your wrists, “God, you feel so nice, fuck Y/N-“ he moaned.

You smiled, gasping as you enjoyed the moment you were waiting for. “Yes- oh, feels really good”

“Yeah?” he thrusted faster, moving the desk and cursing at himself.

“OH-fuck,” you squeezed your eyes shut, “More, please more,”

He brought one hand to your clit again, rubbing frantically, hearing your crying.

“Fuck you are so hot,” he grunted at the end.

The knot on your belly began to burn, you were seeing stars and you knew that your whole body was going to ache tomorrow.

Roger was gasping, synchronizing his rubbing and thrusting, his legs began to shake.

“Im s-so close- bloody hell why is this so g-good” he clenched his jaw.

He came with a long and loud moan, followed by praises for you.

This was the hottest thing you’ve heard in your life.

He kept rubbing your clit as he was still inside you.

“Fuck Roger, Fuck- oh,” you finally came deliciously.

He untie you and help you to get on your feet, he also readjusted your clothes, he cupped your face, “You okay?”

You breathed heavily, “Yeah,”

He smiled, “Next time ask nicely.”

You nodded.

You know you won’t.

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[catt-leya]

Public or semi-public sex with daddy rick? 🤪

Smutty May 14.05.

Do It For Me (18+) || Rick Grimes

Anon!!! This request 😫

First I thought that it would be difficult to write something like this, but shit, it was fun. The request has really done it to me…I could even imagine sometime to write a 2nd part of it 💗

Summary: After a brutal fight, Rick is so hyped up on adrenaline that he takes it out on you with no regard for those around him.

Trigger: public sex (?)

I look impassively from my friend over to the new people we met moments before.

After Daryl and Rick brought a man named Jesus to us in Alexandria, he felt us to his home in Hilltop so that we could trade among ourselves and expand our world with the survivors.

However, several problems have arisen now and to be honest, I can't imagine that we could come to an agreement.

That's why I shut down in the middle of the conversation and watch Rick without shame.

The longer I look at him, the more I realize why the 'mayor' won't agree with us. Although my boyfriend is seated, he is far too arrogant and seems incredibly intimidating. So, it's no wonder he doesn't really look trustworthy.

A soft sigh slips from my lips and immediately Rick turns to me.

It's always like that between us. He reacts to my every move and practically shields me from danger, even though he always says that he knows I can take care of myself.

Even now he scans me completely to see what happened, but I just raise my eyebrow challengingly and hesitantly he looks back to the 'mayor' who has seen Rick's look quite clearly.

The fact that it is so obvious how Rick feels about me and how far he would go often worries me.

I'm afraid that it could be taken advantage of and in the look on the slimy guy's face, I can see that he really isn't stupid and understands what Rick would sacrifice all for me.

That's why I get up and walk up to Rick and put my arms around his shoulders from behind and bend over to whisper in his ear, "I'm going out while you're still talking."

He turns his beautiful face to me expecting a kiss, which of course I give him and then disappear out into the courtyard so they can negotiate in peace.

I sit down on the steps in front of the main building and watch the hustle and bustle of the people living here.

It seems peaceful and in itself I could well imagine that we can all work together towards a togetherness, but I don't even want to think about how it will go on inside now.

I can't really gauge how long I've been sitting out here, when the big gate of Hilltop is pulled open and a big beefy guy stomps in.

The way he walks toward the main house makes me jump and I look in alarm at the door behind which my boyfriend sits completely unaware.

Without thinking, I stand in the guy's way and he looks down at me as he stops just inches from me and I pull myself together to keep from ducking my head at the sheer size of the man.

Without a word he tries to push past me, but I don't move a bit and he growls, "Get out of my way. I want to see Gregory."

I quickly decide to tell him the truth and calmly say, "You can too, once my boyfriend is out there with me."

His gaze flickers briefly before he grabs me firmly by the arm and hisses, "I don't care. Get out of my way or I'll make you."

Things are getting restless in the courtyard and that must be drawing attention from the people in the main building because the door is pulled firmly open and Gregory comes out followed by Rick and my friends.

I don't even notice what the guy says to the 'mayor' because I can only look at Rick who looks like he wants to rip the head off the guy who is still holding my arm like a vice.

I try to pull away from him but he won't let go and then I see the knife in his hand. Before I can warn anyone in any way, the guy pushes me away and I land hard on my butt and can only watch as he goes for Gregory.

It all happens so incredibly fast and it's a matter of seconds before Rick is kneeling over the huge mountain of guy and pounding away at him.

I have absolutely no overview anymore of what's actually happening and only look briefly at Daryl, who is breaking a guy's arm right now.

Unfortunately, Rick looks over at me in that second, which the guy uses to turn them both around and press the knife to my boyfriend's neck.

And suddenly it gets quiet.

Up until this moment, I've been frozen to the spot, but now I break free of my stiffness and scramble toward the two as I try to suppress my panic and say, "I was talking about my boyfriend, who I want safe."

The guy doesn't take his eyes off Rick and hisses, "What?"

Briefly Rick's eyes dart to me and I know he wants me to shut up and stay away, but I kneel down and raise both hands as I continue to plead with the guy, "I don't know exactly what happened, but I'm sure you understand that I really love the man you just put the knife to. He's my life and I'm asking you to let him go."

The look on the guy's face turns panicky as he sees me continuing to stare at him and growls, "Stay away or I'll slash him."

It's maybe a small second where he looks from Rick to me and that's the moment my boyfriend takes advantage of and jams a knife into his neck that he got who knows how.

I freeze in mid-motion and stare at the blood pouring down in waves on Rick.

Gasping, he heaves the dead body off him and hikes to his feet.

Rick really isn't a squeamish man, and that's something I love about him, but when he looks at me now with his piercing blue eyes, I unconsciously flinch.

You can see the pure adrenaline in his eyes and my heart is also pumping way too fast when he takes a step towards me and gives me his hand.

Everyone is completely frozen and as if in trances I put my hand in his bloody one so he can pull me up to him. With a jerk I am on my feet and his voice comes harshly to my ear, "Are you all right? Did he hurt you?"

Silently I shake my head and suddenly there is movement in the group again.

The people of Hilltop suddenly understand that Rick has killed a member of theirs and grab spears to go after him again.

Immediately, he pushes me behind him to get me off and pulls out his Colt.

Out of nowhere Jesus appears and puts himself between Rick and the others.

Jesus tries to relax the situation and I can just stare at Rick's beard, from which blood is slowly dripping down onto the collar of the already red collar of his brown leather jacket.

His whole body is tense and Jesus is trying to smooth the waters somehow. He really tries incredibly hard and I make the decision to help him.

Slowly I step around Rick and put my hand on the lower arm holding the gun. Immediately his eyes dart to me and he mutters, "Princess?"

I notice Jesus looking between me and Rick as I get him to lower the gun a few inches and whisper, "You've done enough already, Rick. Please don't hurt anyone else."

It's probably my pitch that gets him to holster the gun without taking his eyes off me, and I suppress the disgust as I press against his side and take his hand in mine.

Still noticing the tense he is, I stroke the back of his hand with my thumb as Jesus gently says, "Maybe we should all go back inside? Then we can talk about everything. Really talk."

Slowly, Rick nods and wipes his mouth with his free hand before pulling me behind him into the main house.

Jesus leads us to a table and immediately Rick pulls me onto his lap. I can imagine that he desperately needs my closeness, especially now, so I say nothing and lean my back against his chest.

Maggie starts the conversation and I look at her admiringly for her calm and collected manner as Rick's hand travels up my bare thigh.

Confused, I look at him, but he just looks at Maggie.

So, I lower my eyes to his hand, which slowly slides under my cloth pants, and hiss softly to him, "What are you doing?"

Gently, he pulls me higher with his other hand, right onto his crotch and I feel his hard cock under my soft butt.

In fact, he must have pure adrenaline in his veins and is totally horny now but can't fuck me.

He pushes me harder on top of him and I lift my eyes to see if anyone can see what Rick is doing.

But everyone seems to be focused on the conversation and when I look back at Rick, who now has his hand lying on my most intimate spot, you can't tell he's about to finger his girlfriend in a room full of people.

Instead of looking at me, he lowers his chin to my shoulder and starts drawing little circles around my bundle of nerves between my legs.

I could stop him, but my heart is hammering so hard in my chest with desire that I can't bring myself to stop him.

It's not like his animalistic and hard behavior hasn't turned me on either, and I stifle a soft moan as he gently taps my entrance.

So quietly that only I can hear, he whispers, "You're already wet, Princess. How come?"

I can't bring myself to say another word and claw my hand into his thigh beneath me, struggling for self-control.

Spasmodically, I fight against squeezing my eyes shut, and Jesus asks me, "Are you okay? You don't look so good. I promise you that nothing like what happened earlier will ever happen here."

He really thinks the brutality scared me off and doesn't even seem to have a clue what Rick is doing to me right now. I set to reply, "I-" when Rick presses a finger into me at that exact moment and I cover a yip with a cough and reply far too quickly, "I'm fine. I'm fine."

I feel Rick's smile against my ear as he says out loud for all to hear, "I'm sure she's doing really, really well right now."

Through his hand, I'm unable to even reply something snarky and as I briefly let my eyes wander, I meet Daryl's gaze.

At first, I don't know how to interpret it until Daryl looks down at me and that's when I know he knows exactly what Rick is doing right now and I have to bite my tongue hard to keep from moaning out loud.

When he looks me in the eye again, he raises an eyebrow and I break eye contact to rub myself against Rick's hand as unobtrusively as I can.

Unmoved, he keeps going and I notice how the moisture is now clinging to my thighs and, as Rick murmurs, "Good girl. Let me finger you in front of all our friends."

I can't help it and whimper his name and Jesus looks questioningly at us again, but Rick just shakes his head smiling and Jesus turns away again.

My whole stomach is tense and I know Rick can make me come whenever and wherever he wants. No longer able to think I start rubbing my ass against his hard cock and as a warning he gently bites my neck before hissing, "Stop it."

My muscles keep contracting around his finger, which he continues to slide in and out of me unaffected, and I gasp softly, "I can't."

In fact, it's more of a reflex than anything else and when I hear him moan softly himself, I can't help but cry softly, "Rick, I..." He interrupts me again with a, "Shhhh."

And I look at him completely disoriented and I don't care so much that we are sitting at the table with others as I uncontrollably press my lips to his and practically force him to kiss me.

I ignore the soft coughing that must be coming from someone at the table as Rick's hand quickens between my legs and he slides his tongue into my mouth. Right there it's all over me and I come pulsing hard around his finger and gasp his name on his lips.

Over and over, he murmurs, "That's it. Good girl."

And I collapse completely on top of him. I can barely move until eventually I look back at the others and the little bubble I was in earlier bursts.

Jesus' mouth hangs wide open and Daryl holds a hand in front of his mouth to hide his laughter. Immediately my cheeks glow bright red and sink even further into me as Rick proudly sits up and juts his chin out as he provocatively asks, "Something wrong?"

He pulls his hand out of my panties and really lifts them to his mouth and licks them clean while Jesus looks back and forth between him and me, "You...did you...no...you know what? I don't even want to know."

I can't believe Rick licked his fingers without breaking eye contact with Jesus and can only stare at him. Now it's impossible to cover the fact that he just fingered me under the table.

And that's the moment when Daryl laughs out loud and everyone looks to him because it's a rarity. Happy that the attention is now on him, I hiss softly to Rick, "You bet your ass you'll get that back."

Softly, he purrs, "I certainly hope so." And kisses me softly, on my still slightly parted lips.

@positive-squid @hail-yourselves @mrsxreeves

[sw1mmingfoolz]

✨ seventeen's reaction to you having a fear of crowds ✨

requested? Y/N - 'Hi! I absolutely love HYYH it's so good 😫 I wanted to request a drabble or hc (can be for anyone or ot13) with reader with a fear of really large crowds. This is v much personal to me because I've recently developed a fear of crowds???? I didn't even realize until I saw pics of huge crowds that made me nauseous it's so weird. 😭' - anonymous

a/n: hello and thank you for requesting! thanks for the sweet words about hyyh, they really show how long it took me to get to this ask LMAO :") but yes i appreciate it a lot, and i also have a crippling fear of crowds (kinda a package deal with social anxiety haha) so i kinda wrote this as a... how i would treat someone with the same anxiety and how i would wanna be treated when i'm panicking in public? i hope you like it and that you have the loveliest day <33

seungcheol

is protective over you at the best of times! focuses on shielding you as much as possible with his body as he guides you through to somewhere more quiet to catch your breath. will not let go of you, which honestly makes it kinda hard to walk but he does make you feel safe so it's worth the trade off :) gives you 'comfort kisses' when you find somewhere to sit down.

jeonghan

tries to plan ahead to go out at quieter times wherever possible, and where crowds are unavoidable will be whispering you reassurance and squeezing your hand to remind you he's right there as he looks for somewhere with less people. will pull you into an alleyway or quiet little shop if he notices you're panicking and talks you through breathing with your hands in his :) very understanding sweet man, would marry.

joshua

also very understanding and sweet and also uses his big arms to make you feel as safe as possible haha. makes it so you can comfortably watch their concerts backstage or at a lil cordoned off aside so you don't have to miss them! praises the heck out of you once you're in a less populated area, telling you he's always so proud <3

soonyoung

has his arm around your waist holding you as tight against his side as humanly possible, cracking terrible jokes to make you laugh through it as he rubs circles into your rib/hip to sooth you. challenges you to dance your way out of the crowd with him if you're not too panicky, and if you are he'll just pull a bunch of silly faces to make you laugh :')

jun

holds your hands and draws hearts on the back of it with the pad of his thumb. also tells you how well you're doing and guides you through deep breathing exercises to get you through. gives you a big hug once you're in a quieter spot so you can melt into his chest and take a second. will cover your ears for you if it's also too loud 🥺

wonwoo

has his hands on your shoulders practically steering you through the masses, whispering reassurance (in his deep voice... am cryin) and telling you it'll be over soon, you'll be through before you know it, oh there's a cafe nearby on a way calmer side street maybe we can get pastries and coffee and - oh hey we're out :') totally buys you pastries for your braveness!!

jihoon

strong arms user no 3 also has a grip on you practically dangling off your shoulders lmao, but again! you feel so safe in his arms so it doesn't bother you even if you do trip a few times. tries to talk it through logically with you, which he knows won't rid you of your phobia but it definitely eases it and distracts you long enough to get out without panicking!

seokmin

another one who'd have an arm around your waist holding you close, trying to distract you by making people watching weird. "that guy definitely talks too much about crypto scams" "hmm idk that guy looks like he has really pretentious film taste, don't mention pulp fiction around him" "oh her jacket is so cool" etc lmaooo :') and it works so well because it takes all of your focus!

mingyu

tall boy spots the quieter spaces over the crowd and focuses on guiding you there, placing clumsy kisses in your hair and massaging the back of your neck as he traipses behind you. finds you a place to sit and gets you something to drink so you can calm down for a moment, squatting in front of you and holding your hands to stop them trembling (until you remind him you do actually need at least one hand to drink your water 😔).

minghao

i think he'd also give you quiet reassurance, tip of his thumb tickling lines up your fingers. makes a bit of a game out of it; 'i bet we can get out of this crowd in 10 more steps' 'walk like we're doing a three legged race' 'syncronise steps with me' and so on. pulls you to him when you're away from everyone and kisses your forehead, telling you that you always do so well <3

seungkwan

similar to dokyeom will make a game out of people watching, only every so often he points at you all "i bet she gives really good cuddles" and you're too distracted rolling your eyes at him lmao :') gives your hand little squeezes and makes a lil code where if you squeeze his hand 3 times you're starting to panic and need to find a way out FAST. will at that point just start yelling to make people move or something lmfao.

vernon

very chill and understanding, will also try to make plans outside of peak times wherever possible and when it isn't will offer to just go wherever you're headed for you while you sit somewhere quieter. if you decide to brave it he tells you over and over how cool you are, arm around your shoulders pulling you as close to him as possible. walking with your head on his shoulder isn't the easiest task but it sure feels secure!

chan

is already prepared with a lil water bottle for you to keep cool and will remind you to breathe as he leads you through, thumb massaging the back of your hand. will give you kisses on your temple to try and calm you and as soon as you're somewhere more still he'll kiss all over your face, telling you how proud of you he is. if it makes you feel better about your racing heart he might even dare in front of his hyungs, even though he knows they're gonna absolutely rip him to shreds for it he cares more about making you feel better and know that it's normal to have fears and he's there for you however he can be :)

[that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main]

Heyy, I saw that you wrote for Father figure Frank castle so I just HAD to request something (I don't think yk how long I've been looking for Father frank writers 😫😭) may I request Father figure Frank castle x Witch daughter reader headcanons? (And idk if I need to specify this but like there are some SUPER weird people on this app so, for this request I mean 1000000000000% PLATONIC)

Frank w/ Witch daughter headcanons

reader: female | daughter reader

type: one shots + short/long scenarios

warnings: none?

Note: wasn't super into this and playing Elden RIng at the same time....also this needs a part two so haha it got really long so enjoy

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Next in line for Supreme Sorcerer who?

You

it's you your next in line, even if you are super young, you have a long way to go- but in your defense, you've been training nonstop

till those mfs kick YOU OUT

Why? Because someone voiced you're turning sides

And after everything you gave up for them

Now you're hiding out in corridors, and in the shadows, feeling like you need validation

Random author note I have the urge to make you have a fake arm like this chick from Elden ring, so you get a cool right arm and left leg now and you can infuse them with magic

Now, all you can do is stalk the streets

You didn't really have much you can do: you didn't fit into the outside world very much, not with your powers and you know super cool magical prosthetics

You beat up criminals mostly, take any money they have on them, and anything valuable,

Robbing the robbers of what they robbed, great

That was until one day while beating up some guy for beating up some girl who had run far away by now, you were surprised when another long time guy you've been trying to catch showed up, just out of the blue, he's sweating bullets, has he been running?

Then another guy shows up ready to kill him, and you're perfectly okay with it.

Knocking out the first guy and with the other guy trying to run, you only grabbed him and threw him down.

It was almost fun, throwing him back and forth threatening him,

God your so fucked up in the head

Kinda how you were trained but oh well.

Frank thinks he could let you go, you actually helped him afterward, but when he gets a good look at you and realizes you just some little girl, well little to him, your like 16-17

He's gonna help you because he's "old fashion"

Well that was till people started to shoot at you and he basically tackled you behind a dumpster for cover.

ayo that fake leg and arm comes in handy for hiding things

"You should get out of here."

its the fact that you told him that rather than him telling you

"Yeah I'm not goin anywhere kid-"

Too late your already running out, and he thinks you have a death wish

Even though you clear them all out with ease and leave after looting he's like "Ayo where you goin"

You don't answer and your leg gets stuck, the metal one, like it needs WD40, there's actually a massive hole in it, and you collapse,

Well now Frank has to help you

He helps you stand up as you hobble on one leg, you don't protest only sigh as he gets you to his hidden van.

Man pulled out a med kit at first just to realize he needed a tool box.

"You've always had these kid?"

"...yeah...I think."

He leaves it at that, and says he'll be able to take the bullet out but he's gonna need more tools.

Off to a strangers house you go- well base, yeah Micro- I mean David's in this one.

"Woah! Woah! Woah! You can't just lead whoever this is in here!?"

"David she needs help,"

They both look at you, sitting in the back of the van, feet planted on the floor, your eating food Frank gave you, and that your oh so grateful for.

"She looks a little, I don't know- Not human with her arm there Frank."

"She's a kid, what did you want me to do? Leave her? Like you left your family"

Low blow, but it works

Frank doesn't exactly know how to work on your leg, and you easily just take it off, clicking it into place so it looks like a leg of armor.

Boy what-

Yeah your a werid one: thats offical

"So are you like an alien, like the New York attack- or-"

"What? No? I'm from New York. Ever heard of Magic"

Micro laughed, "Unlike you I believe in science."

"This where science got you?" You ask gesturing to the run down hide out.

Frank couldnt help but laugh a little at that.

"So your like. A witch."

"Sorcerer." Y/n responded.

"Shes a witch." David spoke looking back at Frank.

"Shes a witch." Frank spoke,

"Sorcerer." Y/n corrected again, "Supreme...In training....well...was trainning..."

God they'd both laugh at that, but seeing you actually saddened causes Frank to elbow David hard.

Now, Davids, all butt hurt

You thank Frank for fixing your leg, and go back to put it on, making sure everything lines up and locks up already

"So...these...wizards..."

"Sorcerers."

"They family?"

Y/n was silent but nodded her expression dropping as she looked down at the metal of her leg, "Can...I drive you somewhere, or do you teleport?"

God, you thought this conversation was so stupid? Do you teleport? What did he think you were? Goku?

He didn't really ask David after you said no you don't have a place to go, and gave you the bed he was sleeping in.

"You can't father every little girl you see," David argued.

"Come on! she's a kid, she'll be out of our hair tomorrow, now stop being dramatic,"

You were thankful for the place to sleep and shower, they even giving you up some food.

after sleeping a bit you over heard talk about some government people.

You got up, being the light sleeper you are you went to go investigate, and in return offered to help, call it paying him back.

Relucantly you get him to agree

And here starts the adventures of a magic user teenager, and a war veteran looking for revenge.

You best be sure he's dragging you behind things while your trying to go head first into things

He got shot? Magic healing a go!

He's freakin out the first time you did it, like super fucking creeped out

Which is reasonable

But damn does healing drain you

You've never told him, and the more and more you do it, the more and more you're about to collapse

You've been able to make yourself more of a soilder instead of a kid in Frank's eyes will every explosion talismen, healing spell, shield and glowing whip

You're both so close to finding this Agent Orange and repaying debt, but here comes Dr.Strange to kick your exhausted ass.

And he did, you're so tired, so beaten, that when Frank runs into the abonded warehouse and you're being dragged off with no ounce of energy left

You bet shit he's getting Flashbacks of those a holes killing his family, those horrible dreams all coming back in one go.

"Y/n!" Frank shouted, gun raised, aiming it at the man.

"Oh come on really, with the guns?" Strange argued, "The men and the guns, it's a total masculinity thing, I should know, i am a-"

"You let her go right now and I don't put a bullet through your head." Frank ordered.

"A doctor." Strange sighed, "Seriously put the gun down tough guy."

"Let her go, now." Frank ordered, "I'm not telling you again."

"Alright, Okay we don't put the gun down."

Frank opened fire without a second thought, they being blocked easily, every bullet in that pistol as Strange sighed, "Men..."

A portal opened up behind Y/n's limp body, two people walking out to grab her.

"Yeah be careful with her." Stephen argued, just to turn his head back to Frank, "Look I-"

He was stopped by a hard punch across the face, knocking the sass right out of him.

And now Franks fighting a wizard.

Wonderful.

Did he beat the shit out the wizard

Yes yes he did

Did the wizard beat the shit out of him?

We dont tall about that (he got his ass beat)

Being nursed back to health but still held captured? Yeah that's you right now

Y/n looked around the room, "not many people are held prisoner with a queen size bed." She protested, sitting up slowly, her body exhausted.

Strange sighed, walking over bowl in hand, sitting on the side of the bed, "You're not held captive, you just can't leave."

Y/n scrunched her eyebrows at him, its the same thing.

He handed her the bowl as she drank it, slowly. Yet her hands locked and she almost dropped the bowl, Strange managing to catch it.

"To be honest, I wasn't expecting you to go looking for your parents."

"Oh...no he's not..." Y/n responded her voice falling soft as she flicked her gaze away for the moment, "What do you want with me anyways?"

"The Ancient One is dead." Strange infromed.

"What?" Y/n questioned, "That's your job! To protect her as she protects you!"

Y/n was in an outrage: the Ancient One was her teacher, personal teacher, and the one that outcasted her with a final decision. But further mother she was like a mother.

"Mordo won that battle," Strange spoke, "But I was able to keep Dormamu away, I have a feeling anyone left on Mordo's side will come after you next."

Well...if she cant protect her mother figure anymore, she could atleast protect Frank then right?

So they just captured you to keep you from actually turning

Great.

And while your in recovery, you better be sure Franks making people spill any information on a wizard and witch

People look at him crazily and he gets upset and kills them, you know basic shit

And he has David/Micro searching for anyone by Stranges description.

It takes him a few days but Micro found him

"Doctor Steven Strange." David spoke, "Had a bad accident resulting in his hands being shot....Oh here camera footage from the lighrs.... he's on Bleecker Street in Greenwich Village. 177A."

Alright, he's ready to kick ass and get you back.

Frank just knocks on the front door so simple just to knock out some low level Sorcerer

This is where you use to live?

Absolutely fights Wong and wins in brute force

Both you and steven heard it as he was giving you daily medicane.

You both rush out after the sound and Franks coming up the set of stairs with a pistol out a gun strapped across his chest with that bullet proof vest on.

When he sees you behind Strange, he's ready to defend this time.

"Kid come on!" Frank shouted.

Strange moves slightly and Frank shoots at his feet, "Watch it- Y/n come on."

She only moved around Strange and walkes towards Frank who grabs her by the arm and pulls her away from Strange quickly, Frank postioning himself infront of Y/n.

You wonder why he doesnt just try and shoot Strange, you didnt know Frank know's better

But Strange doesnt attack because he knows Frank knows how his own magic works now

So its not worth the risk on either side.

You and Frank rushed out of the Sanctum he rushing you along staying behind you just incase someone tried to take a shot at you

But when your both safe he checks over you as your driving.

"You okay?"

"Why'd you come after me?"

"What do you mean why-" Frank argued, "What the hell? I come and save your ass from a damn wizard and this is your response?"

"You've couldve died."

Frank scoffed, shaking his head, god she was so head strong, perhaps she was picking on his usual attuide, always on the defense, someone else to worry about rather than themselves. That other person just ended up being each other.

"You know he thought you were my dad." Y/n commented looking over at Frank who looked at her.

They both chuckling softly.

Oh he's your dad, especially after all that.

You tell him everything, how this Mordo mf may have his people come after you

He tells you: "ah, we'll be alright. We got a kick ass witch anyways."

So with that you both start training, you showing him how to Essentially dodge magic.

"So you got like a staff?"

"Im not a witch- anyways thats a warlock."

The jokes never gonna end.

You also manage to pick up some magic books after sneaking back into the Sanctum not that you tell Frank

Hell yeah, now your making potions-Wait-

Are you a witch now?- now you're having an existential crisis, was Frank Right along?

Also, you took over one of Davids cabinets for positions and stuff, and ingredients.

Yeah, you're never gonna tell Frank about potion-making.

He walked in on one of your experiments in a back room, because David said "I don't want none of that stuff near me"

Endless to say you're covered in blue dust, coughing as you push him out of the room heaving trying to catch your breath

He helped in cleaning you up, realizing a shard of glass had got you in the face, he'll bandage it all better for you,

The puppy eyes you have on subconsciously as you look at him: how is he not going to want to be fatherly towards you now.

And then when you actually do get all excited you got it right you run to him like a child, to show him, your so happy.

"So I know I said I wasn't a witch and all but that's, not the point! i essentially alchemized fungi to be stretch able and rebuild the skin, so- Easy damage repair!" Y/n smiled, "it's not the prettiest thing to look at, and it doesn't smell nice, but it works! Watch! Stab Micro!"

"Hey!- Frank- Frank back away with that knife!"

When Frank has to go to David's family Y/n isn't allowed to go until she snuck into the van

"What- I told you to stay!"

"Yeah, but then I found this super cool witch hat, wouldn't you like to be right, and for me to be fashionable?"

"I rather you of stayed put."

You only smile at him and he lets you follow.

Sarah wonders who you are, you're a little old to be playing dress-up.

"Adopted her." Frank spoke, "Paperwork just went through recently,"

You're surprised by his words, even if they are a lie, you'd never think he'd even indirectly called you his daughter.

Zach seems interested in your fake limbs, "Are they alien?"

You looked to Frank for guidance, god there was no way you weren't father and daughter already, and he lets you conjure up any story you can about your cool magic arms

"I'm half-alien."

"No your not."

"Am too!"

"Are not!"

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"Haha! I got you!"

Leo also seems to like you, but at the end of the day you end up helping Frank with what needs to be fixed.

Leo wants you to go do something with her, and you ask Frank and you're allowed, so you get dragged off by her

You're not completely clueless about the outside world, but things like malls, and parks you're not really used to, so it was fun hanging out with Leo at Claire's.

She bought you guys friendship necklaces, their little dinosaurs,

Frank asks you about it on the way home, You're pretty happy about it too, he's glad you're so happy about it, you like a little child.

It would actually turn into your totem; you know something you look at to ground yourself back into reality.

So when Frank gets the shit beat out of him you can't even ground yourself by looking at an object,

He's going to die and it's your fault are your only thoughts as you try and heal him to the best of your abilities, luckily with actual medical assistance from Curtis you're able to keep him alive

You don't leave him bedside, you're either sleeping in a chair beside him or sitting on the floor your head next to his hand

So when he wakes up, he can only rub your head: you're sleeping and exhausted by the looks of it.

He lets you rest, but it isn't long before your up, and hug him worriedly.

Any of that "Witchcraft shit" as Frank puts it he refuses to eat or drink, but you get him too and it works, in doses, but it works pretty effectively too

Ayo you threaten the Liberman you threaten Y/n and Frank and Y/n and Frank like killing people

Russo doesn't know much about you so he's surprised to see you standing there with arms crossed, like your the head of the exchange.

They take Frank, but your ready to go get him back with MAGIC

[mackjlee9]

I saw the anon ask game and i’m curious so I’ll ask some stuff 🤔

I chooooooose 🍑🔔☘️🖤🏳 (I hope no one chose these already;-;)

-☁️ anon

(No one chose those 'cause you're the second one to send in stuff ☁) I've reblogged more games, so anyone can send in whatever they want ☺

🍑 - Who is your biggest supporter?

I'm really not sure 😅??? A lot of people like my posts and reblog them, but I guess whom I've seen reblog most of my posts is @/s1nfultrash 🥰

🔔 - What compliment meant the most to you regarding your writing? (offline or online)

Every compliment I get means a lot to me, it means that I'm doing a good job, right? But I never get specific compliments, like if a sentence made them remember something nice or gave them shivers because it just hits like that, y'know, I guess in that sense I still a lot to improve.

🍀 - Do you enjoy mostly incorporating canon or fanon details in your work?

Both of them~!! I think I even came up with my own headcanon??? (I don't remember who) and some canon facts are just too good to not let anyone know 😫 like, Bakugou has shoujo manga in his room, that's why Horikoshi-sensei hasn't shown us his room 👀👀

🖤 - What is your favorite book/author?

God, you're making me realize how long it's been since I read a real book 😭

...y'know, I was gonna say Megan Maxwell or Stephanie Mayer, but I'm gonna say Edgar Allan Poe, I used to read a lot of his stuff, same as Stephen King but I'm more into fanfiction now.

I should sit down and read some real books one of these days uh 🤔

🏳 - Favorite way you have described something in your works.

I looove~ describing unrequited love 😍 I've felt it most of my life so I'm fairly familiar with it 😁

That's probably why the fluff, romance and cheesy stuff I write is so cringe 😅