#(she can throw them too cus it’s fun)

[sinsmockingbird]

HEAR ME OUT–

MILF!reader in my head sounds so hot can someone pls do it or I'm gonna lose my mind HSJDKDNDKDND

Imagine Miko or Yelan thinking your so easy to dominate when it's the opposite cus you have more experience and it just throws them off on how you're so good at sucking on their pussies or pounding into them with your strap-

PLS HEAR ME OUT-

Milf!Reader!! Ough I love the thoughts this ask is bringing forth to my mind. The idea of Miko, Yelan or any other Genshin women thinking you'll be easy to dominate only to be proven wrong is so perfect.

CW: Smut under the cut.

✧ YAE MIKO

When Miko first saw you, she thought you were going to be so easy to have fun with. You were so polite and timid, eyes never really being able to meet hers while you talked. You were so adorable, a wonderful mother and truly a woman she was going to have fun with teasing and dominating.

But then, the second you finally have some alone time and enter your bedroom, you changed in a way that had Miko so excited and... nervous. The dominating aura you let out, command in your voice, and movements rough as you forced her to her knees, degrading her.

For the first time Miko felt so little, yet so turned on. You treated her like nothing more than an animal, yanking her hair, tugging at it, degrading her. Forcing her on all fours, while you fuck your strap into her from behind.

Miko has never felt so... little. She's never felt so happy to be treated like she's nothing, nothing more than your fuck toy that you can have fun with whenever you want. She finds herself wanting you to treat her roughly, toss her body around like she was nothing more than a ragdoll.

She's moaning so perfectly, crying out your name as you rearrange her insides over and over again. Tears falling from her face as you bring her to orgasm over and over again, not relenting till she's lost any sane thought, till she can't think.

And as soon as your finally done you go back to being so polite and timid, apologizing over and over again for leaving her numb. But Miko simply thanks you, kissing you reassuringly and mumbling against your lips how she can't wait for you to do it again.

✧ YELAN

Yelan has been eyeing you since the first time you walked into the club. You looked so modest and shy as your friends pulled you onto the dance floor or encouraged you to take shots. You looked so pretty with that flush on your face. You looked so perfect for her to ruin.

She'll slide up to you at the bar when you go up to get more drinks for you friends, striking up a modest conversation. She throws in a line about how you don't seem like the type to be at a club. That's how she learns that your a mother of two little kids.

Yelan will press only a little on the subject, learning how your friends pushed you to get out and have some fun, only for the night. That's how you ended up at the club, that's how you ended up her prey, how you ended up being beckoned by her to one of the back rooms.

As soon as she's kissing you, she notices something shift. You become so confident, so commanding, in a way that has Yelan breathless and clenching her thighs together. She finds herself giving the power to you so willing, moving to rest back on the couch in the private room, spreading her legs apart for you.

You settle between them so effortlessly, throwing her legs over your shoulders with such practiced ease. And then your tongue touches her aching heat, and she's completely at your mercy in seconds.

You work her so well, moving your tongue against and inside her so well. You suck her aching clit so perfectly that's she's creaming into your mouth in a minute. It leaves her seeing stars, leaves her light headed.

But you don't stop, continuing to work her over and over again, till she's cum so much she's shaky and has tears in her eyes, till her voice is hoarse. And when you do stop, your peppering her face in kisses, telling her well she did and apologizing softly for doing too much. She just shushes you with a kiss, while asking for your number so you can dominate her again.

[pxtched]

ok so this head has been rotting in my head and i think its time to let it free.

so pirate!miguel stumbles on siren!reader's territory by accident bc his ship got wrecked and he was sorta the only left of his crew (u can change that if u want ofc) and siren!reader saves him cus she wants to know if any other man is gonna come so she can prepare herself for a future attack. he wakes up by mouth to mouth but he doesnt realise until siren!reader herself says something about it. the rest you can decide.

i love ur fics sm! stay hydrated!<33

𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞

╰ Pirate!miguel x Fem!siren!reader.

╰ angst, death, slowly gaining trust then immediate betrayal, (not really…)

AN: this is so short I’m SO SORRY, thank you for letting it free!! Thank you for requesting and hope this is to your liking!

Miguel ohara.

That was a name that was well known, feared, and one of the strongest captains and have one of the most strongest crew in the sea. Get attacked by him? You’re dead, you aren’t making it out alive.

He’s listening to his crew mate talks about sirens, saying how they are worth a lot and they should go hunting for one! Miguel instantly rejected the idea, saying it’s a waste of time.

Miguel never really believed in sirens, he thought it was some tale to scare kids and to make pirates like him search endlessly for them.

“Awh c’mon!” “No Peter, It’s just a waste of time and resources.” “You are like probably the only captain that dosent believe in sirens” “Because I’m not stupid.”

He remembers helping another crew hunt a siren but never even saw it, nor heard it. Miguel scoffed at the fact he wasted his time helping someone hunt for something that probably wasn’t even real.

But now? He believes, he saw one. He even looked at one. Talked to one.

Miguel felt like he had a fever dream, he doesn’t know how to put it into words that what happened in that day was real and not some random dream.

He’s not even on his ship anymore, not his crew, just some random people. He dosent know what happened to his crew mates but just assumed the worst.

It happened so suddenly, He was sailing on the ocean on his ship with his crew mates. Laughing and just having fun. When he least expected it, the tides got rough, the waves got higher and it was stormy too.

The last thing he saw before passing out was a massive wave, All he remembers is feeling the impact and then black.

His ship wrecked god knows where, His crew mates most likely dead sinking down in the same ocean but different area than Miguel. Miguel was drowning alone.

Until you saw him, You noticed him sinking down. Your first thought was free food but then you realized who he is. He’s a pirate. The same ones who try’s to hunt your kind. You scowl at this discovery but you soon realized he’s alone, his ship is gone too.

You could get information if there’s any attacks coming, their weaknesses and then kill him.

So, you save him. Grabbing his body, stopping him from dying and throwing him on the shore. you look at his body, you recognize that symbol that’s on his chest...your eyes widened, you grit your teeth as the grip on him tightened.

This was the Captain that helped that crew hunt your kind. Yeah, you are going to kill this man afterwards.

You give him CPR, isn’t working. So you give him mouth to mouth. Soon enough he’s awake sitting up immediately, coughing up some water. He looks at you, looks around. He’s at some random island as some lady saved him.

“What do you want from me? Is there anyone else coming? Is there going to be future attacks I don’t know about?” You immediately question him.

He looks at you once again in confusion and opens his mouth to answer but his mouth closed then his jaw went slack as his eyes widened in horror as he realizes that you aren’t a human but a siren.

He frantically searches for his cutlass but you hold it in front of him “looking for this?” You say as you toss it in the water. He looks at it sink I the water then looks back at you in fear but regain his composure.

“I don’t mean any harm, I didn’t even know—“ you scoffed, not believing his words “Oh cut the bullshit, answer my questions now.” You demanded him.

You get closer to him narrowing your eyes at him as he backs up “Is there going to be any men attacking me? Is there going to be people trying to hunt me down?” You questioned him once again.

“I’m being truthful, I don’t know. I didn’t hear anything about people looking for you. I don’t mean harm, You can see that my crew mates are not here most likely dead. My ship is wrecked. So please trust me.” He pleads, you glare at him and backed off.

“Why would i ever believe a pirate Like you?” You sneered at him, and he sighed “Please, I’m alone. You have my word.” He pleads once again. You look at him trying to see if he’s trying to trick you but you don’t see any malice in his eyes.

You decided to trust him, you felt bad for him. And you especially know how it is to be alone so, you just nodded and point your head to the island “There’s some food there, You Can stay” you tell him and you swam away in the water.

He smiled and began to explore the island, trying to see what he can work with for the time being. He can deal with this, He is a bit shaken up that he just talked to a siren.

As time went by, you guys respected your guys space. Staying away from eachother…which was actually you avoiding him because you still hated him.

But after a couple of days, you talked to him more. Making short and awkward small talks but it’s something!

Now Miguel sits at the shore, looking at the water as he searches for you. He notices your eyes staring at him back and he’s a bit startled but he offers his hand to you, you swim up to him and take his hand.

“Yes?” You say, tilting your head. He smiled at you and puts an apple in your hand “Here, I don’t really know what you eat and i don’t want you to still hate me” you eyes widened at his kindness.

You couldn’t help but chuckle a bit “you don’t do your research?” You say as you take a bite of the apple, usually you’ll just eat whatever is in the sea or sailors but sometimes an apple wouldn’t hurt.

He shakes his head “No, I don’t focus on stuff like that. I just focus on where I’m going, why, and the safety.” He admits honestly, you raise and eyebrow at him being a bit skeptical of him.

“You were there helping another pirate hunt my kind” you pointed out and he sighed “you think I wanted too? It was a waste of my time and my resources. Even after that I didn’t believe”

You smile. Maybe he isn’t half bad “Realized I never got your name, What is your name?” You asked him.

He smiles, knowing he’s getting on good terms with you “Miguel, Miguel ohara” and he offered you a handshake, you give him a handshake.

“you aren’t that bad Miguel, I thought you were going to kill me or send men my way” you joked and he shakes his head.

“I wouldn’t either way, why would i crash my ship risk my teammates life and my own! just for a chance to get you?” He asks and you thought about it. Huh, he was right. “Dunno, people are desperate.” You shrugged and he laughed.

“True, true. I see pirates fight all the time and I don’t get why!” He says while eating some berrys, You didn’t even notice but he was halfway in the water. “So, how’s the pirate life been?” You asked him.

“It’s…Something alright, it’s always shocking something. Everyday is an adventure and I…had my crew mates with me, it was fun and I miss it. I miss their laughter, and…everything.” he tells you. His shoulders dropped as he has a frown on his face.

You feel bad for him, you understand how that feels to be left alone. To miss home, to miss everyone and everything.

You put a hand on his shoulder and then loved it up to his cheek for him to look at you.

“Hey, It’s okay. I understand where your coming from. Trust me, I know how it feels to be alone. I didn’t live here always, I was with my family, my friends but then…they came. I seen all of my family die in front of my eyes.” You looked away, You didn’t like going back to this memory but you told him anyways.

“I tried to stop them but 3 ships was there. I couldn’t do anything, so I swam away as fast as I can. And that’s how I got here” you confessed to him.

It was silence for a few moments but then he apologized “I’m sorry that happened, but hey! You got me now” he says with a smile, picking the mood back up. you laughed, You Can Finally trust him.

But that thought quickly goes away, you hear the familiar sounds of a pirate ship. Your smile dropped. There was multiple, he lied to you.

His eyes widened in horror as your widened as well. You back away from him, looking at him with disgust and betrayal. You turn around to the ships and you noticed that they are aiming their pistols at you, their cannons as well.

He desperately pleads that he didn’t do this, that he didn’t know but you glared at him. You’re in disbelief that you actually gave him the benefit of the doubt and trust him.

As much as you want to attack him, You safety matters first. So you swim away deep in the water as Miguel watches, as he hears his name being called from the people above.

A/N2: im so sorry this took so long

[cevansbaby-dove]

Coming home to you.

Pairing:Dad!Chris Evans X Mom!reader

Warnings: Fluffy stuff with a bit of smut in it.

Chris was in Washington with His friend Mark for an ASP meeting in the white house. he was tired from being away from you and your three kids, Emma, Lauren and Alex.

Note:this is all in your Pov.

I was cleaning up the kitchen when chris calls me.

I pick up sayng. "Hello My love" I hear him say. "Hey baby how are things there?"

I look at the girls petting dodger. "good the girls are with dodger and Alex is napping, are you okay? You sound tired."

I sit at the counter and chris sighs. "I'm exhausted if i'm being honest"

I watch the girls as I say to chris. "I'm sorry babe when will you be back?"

"Uh should be home later around 4 pm"

"okay works for us here"

Chris says. "good, i had fun working but it's alot ya know...then i had people come and ask me to sign stuff for them"

I can't help but smile. "Aww poor evans maybe you should get home and just relax, i can help you relax with something if you want"

"Noted Mrs Evans...i can't wait to see you i know it's been only two days but it feels like weeks without you with me and i hate that feeling"

I smile more. "Chris i'm going to cry" I laugh again. "Sorry"

he sighs. "It's okay love are the kids to much on ya?" I smile. "No lisa came over to help for a bit all good."

I then yawn. "Sorry i have been up since five am today, Alex started crying around then"

Chris laughs softly making my heart beat faster I always loved hearing him laugh second best thing from his Boston accent.

"I should let you go back to work I love you Chris see you later"

"I love you too, give a hug to the girls for me see you in a bit"

I smile and hang up and Emma and Lauren walk over to you. "Mommy we want Popsicle pleaseeee" Emma said giving me her best puppy eyes.

I kiss the tops of their heads. "In a few girls ok?" Emma pouts and Lauren says. "Now?"

"not now girls come on we have to clean up your toys, daddy will be back in a few hours"

Emma jumps around. 'Daddy come home!! yay!!" Lauren jumps with her sister "daddy daddy!"

I giggle. "Okay hey girls toys come on" the girls and i pick up the living room and make the girls their snack.

Later the day I have Alex in my arms as the girls color in their books. I watch them and then hear the front door open.

Chris walks in his suit and he says. "hello?"

He walks around into the living room and Emma looks at him and gasps. "Daddy"

She stands up and chris sits on the ground wrapping his arms around her. 'Hey Emmy" She hugs him saying. "issed you"

"I missed you too princess." Chris looks at Lauren and she says. "draw?"

Chris smiles. "whatca girls drawing?" he looks at them and sees cards for him saying 'welcome home daddy we missed you'

"aww oh that's so sweet girls thank you!" He kisses their heads and I smile. "they missed you more then you missed them i think"

He smiles at me. "i'm going to go change i'll be right back" he stands up and walks over to me and kisses my lips softly. he then says in my ear. "I missed your lips too".

Later that night.

Chris and i were on the couch with my head on his shoulder. the kids were down for the night and that left chris and i to enjoy each other.

"So Misses Evans what should we do now?"I look up at him. 'Hmm i would love you if you'd kiss me like you did when you got back" he smiles. "i don't ever mind kissing you"

Chris places a soft yet loving kiss on my lips. I smile and pull away saying. "should we um...take this somewhere else?"

Chris grins standing up and picking me up throwing you over his shoulder.

"Chris!!" he walks into the bedroom and sets me on your back on the bed and says. "Now what should i do now?" I giggle. "Oh? im a the dom tonight??"

He looked at me with that sexy smirk on his face and said "if you want". He started kissing my neck making me moan. "Hey hey bubs who's in control?" He looks into my eyes. "Me cus i haven't had you for two days"

I grin. "oooo do i feel a dom?"

"Always Misses Evans" He kisses my neck again.

He gently took my clothes off interrupting our long hookup session. I opened his belt as he took off his white and tight shirt that enhanced all of his muscles and his veins. We were now both naked and the most vulnerable and intimate we could be.

As I sat there naked he took a minute to look at me up and down "Damn. You're so fine Misses Evans".

I stand up and turn him around. "sit down"

I pushed him on the bed and climbed on his lap. He started kissing my chest and I couldn't help moaning his name "mhh Chris".

He was so turned on by that. He grabbed me by the thighs, stood up while holding me and still kissing me.

He put me down on the bed, went on top of me while still kissing my chest.

I tap his arm once telling him to stop. He looks at me and I look at chris and takes his glasses off. "As much as i love you in them they might get in the way"

I set them down by our bed and chris says. "you love them don't you?' I smile looking at him. "it's a huge turn on" he grins and kisses my neck. "glad you think so"

He kept going down till my hips and worked his way in between my legs.

I could feel his tongue and his beard against my things and it was amazing, kinda itchy but amazing.

I sucked in air sharply through my teeth, and lifted my hips towards his face.

He pulls away looking up at me making me frown. "fucking tease evans"

He smiles "This is what you want, huh? Want me to take a little taste wifey?"

he goes back to licking me.

"Hmm chris that feels...good" I said as i run my hand through his hair tugging lightly on it.

"God, yes. Please don't stop." I pleaded. fuck this man knew how to turn me on everyday.

He dipped his tongue back between my folds, and swirled it over my clit. This was going to be torture.

"hmm" I said making my eyes roll in the back of my head. Chris stops and goes back to my face looking at me. "Hi Handsome" I said with a giggle.

He sat up between my legs, lightly running his finger up and down my folds. "hmm"

He knelt there waiting, rubbing the length of his cock up and down. He took my ankle in one hand and kissed it, grazing his teeth over my skin.

I shivered with the anticipation of what was coming, but he just left me waiting.

"Chris please..." i said moaning.

"Please, what?" He asked quite nonchalantly. I couldn't believe he was doing this.

How could he have been going down on me for so long and then just sit there waiting for me to beg him to fuck me? I knew why he loved seeing me beg for him to ruin me.

He plunged into me. My whole body clenched. I pushed against his shoulders with my feet, raising my hips off the bed, allowing me to penetrate me as deeply as was possible with each thrust.

With my left hand I began squeezing my breast, and with my right I worked my clit.

And in no time an orgasm had pooled in my stomach waiting for release.

I had to brace myself against the headboard as he fucked me. My whole body came apart around him as my orgasm crashed down on me for the second time today.

I arched against him, clenching around his cock. I screamed his name until he kisses me as he came. Emptying inside of me, his cock pulsing deep in my core.

He pulls away panting. "The kids need to sleep wifey" he kissed my cheeks.

Chris rolls off of me panting still. I turn and cuddle on him. "are you alright?"

He holds his hand up giving me thumbs up. "yea" I kiss his cheek. "Welcome home Chris, we missed you."

We fall asleep in each others arms.

The next day i wake up and look and don't see chris there. I sit up and see it's almost eight..shit!

i jump out of bed and change into a white dress and put my shoes on.

I walk downstairs and see chris with the girls and i walk in and hear Emma Laughing as chris tickles her. I shake my head with a smile. Chris has been the best father i could ever ask for this family.

I walk in. "hey your three" I walk over and kiss chris and hear Lauren say. "eww!!"

I turn and place my hand on chris's chest. "whats ew for?" She giggles and chris says. "she doesn't even know"

I turn and grab my coffee that chris already made and take a sip. "so how long have they been up?"

i asked looking at chris. He says. "they came out here a little after 7" i nod and say. "well they need a nap by two then"

Emma says. "no naps mommy!" Chris looks at her. "Emmy be nice and do as mommy says ok?" She frowns. "okayyy"

I look at chris with a smile I am so glad he's back home he makes this house feel like a home.

tags:@nicoline1998enilocin @cutedisneygrl @armystay89 @patzammit @mrsevans90

[rosepascal]

Bundles of Apples and Joy || Joel Miller x Reader

prompt: Apple Picking w/ Joel Miller

warnings: Soft!Joel and lots of domestic fluff

a/n: This is my fic for the Pedro Pascal CU discord server halloween event! also it's my birthday!!! I'm 22 so not super interesting lol

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“Darlin’ do we really have to get up this early for apple pickin?” Joel asks as he sips his coffee.

It’s bright and early and while Joel was used to getting up early for work, he likes to sleep till the sun comes up on the weekend.

“Yes we do, If we get there too late all the good ones will be gone.” You say with a smile as you throw his green flannel at him.

Joel raises an eyebrow at you but doesn’t hesitate to put it on. He might not understand everything you wanna do but he’ll happily go along with it.

“You ready handsome?” You ask as you brush your hand through his hair.

“Ready baby.” He winks and kisses your forehead gently. Grabbing his keys and opening the door for you as you start to plan out the day. 

“So we need at least sixteen apples for the pies and then at least twenty for Sarah for her Halloween party and then ten or more for my grandmother's famous apple cider recipe.” You say as you count on your fingers just how much of everything you’re going to need.

“That’s a lot of apples.” Joel mutters as he drives, knowing that he’s going to be the one to carry them all.

“Are you kidding? It’s barely enough for all the fall treats.”

You love the fall season and all the food that comes with it but you can’t do it without some fall fun labor activities. Besides, how cute is an apple picking date? The wind hits your face in a nice fall breeze as you step out of Joel's truck. It doesn’t seem too busy which is great for you and Joel.

Once you get up to the little hut you hand him the money and Joel takes the basket before you could even think of reaching for it. Not that you’re complaining. Watching his arms stretch in that flannel of his is a view you could watch for a long time.

“Granny smiths first.” You say pointing towards the trees filled with green apples.

“Smaller than I thought.” Joel says as he picks on that fits small in the palm of his hand. You pluck it from his hand and put it in the basket.

“That’s because these are organic Joel,” He shrugs and picks a few more, reaching for the ones that are deep in the leaves when you ask. Once you have enough for two pies you move on to the pink ladies. Picking at 20 for all of surah's friends plus a few extra for parents or yourself.

“Alright baby let me take these back to the truck.” Joel kisses the side of your head as he heads back. You go over the list in your head as you wait for Joel. A pair of hands on your waist makes you jump but it's just Joel.

“Here, it’s cold.” He hands you a cup of warm cider he must have bought from the little stand at the front.

The warm liquid feels great on your hands and you bring the cup to his lips so he can take a sip too. For a moment it feels so private. Even though you’re standing in the middle of an apple orchard, it's like the only people who are there are the two of you.

The wind brings the two of you closer, his arms wrapping around you to shield you from the cold. He smiles that sweet smile you love to see. His eyes crinkle as he does. He hates it, says it makes him old but you love it because it means he's genuinely happy.

“Ready to pick more apples?” You ask softly and he nods. Hand in hand you pick the rest of the apples you need and head back to home. But before you do you buy a pumpkin pie from their little pie stand. It’s Joel's favorite.

By the time you get home with all your apples Sarah has woken up. Joel grumbles about her sleeping too much but you tell him it's the weekend and she deserves a little sleep. Placing the bags of apples on the counter you get right to work, washing and drying the ones you need for the pies as Joel starts to peel and slice.

“Damn apples are too small.” He mutters as he struggles to peel them. You giggle as you finish your fourth apple as Joel still works on his second.

“Yeah yeah keep laughing.” He playfully glares and you kiss his cheek.

“You’re doing great honey.” Joel gives up after he almost slices his hand on the third apple so you send him to gather the rest of the ingredients while you finish up the apples.

“Hey baby, does this look right?” He asks from behind you. You turn around ready to check when you’re met with a face full of flour. You drop the apple in your hand in shock as you hear him laugh.

“Joel!” You wipe your eyes as you glare harshly at him.

“You got something right there.” He gestures to his whole face and you do not find it very funny.

“Oh you’re gonna pay Miller.” You grab a handful of flour and throw it right back at him.

Ruining his once clean shirt with white powder. He grabs you by the waist and pulls you away from the counter. Burying his flour covered face into your neck as he pushes you back to the living room and onto the couch.

“Joel! The couch!” You say with a laugh as you both fall back onto the couch cushions. '

“It'll be fine.” He says as he pulls you closer to him. Sighing, you sit for a while together, enjoying each other's company and the time you get to spend together. Even if he covered you in flour, you still love him.

“I missed you.” You say softly.

He’s been so busy lately. Work has been piling on and you can tell its been affecting him. He’s tired, worn down when he comes home. But he still manages to bring you flowers and go to all of Sarah’s soccer games. Even behind those tired eyes, you know he’s trying.

“As much as I love this, we got to finish the pies.” Joel doesn’t budge and you try and think of another way to convince him.

“If we don’t finish then you don’t get any pie.” Reluctantly he loosens his grip on you. Letting you climb off and stand. He moves to get up but you stop him.

“I can handle the rest of this, take some time to relax.” He protests but you shake your head.

“Please? For me?” Joel sighs and caves in. His back has been killing him recently and he didn’t sleep well. Still he wants to help.

“I’ll rest for a minute.” You nod your head and let him close his eyes. Draping a blanket over him. When he opens his eyes it’s dark outside and Sarah is sitting next to him watching a movie.

“Look who’s awake.” You say as you bring Sarah a cup of hot cocoa.

“I wasn’t asleep, I was just..restin’ my eyes.” He says as he sits up to make room for you.

“Yeah okay.” Sarah says with a giggle. Joel wraps his arm around her and pulls her close.

“Hey!” She protests but doesn’t try to escape his hold.

“What movie is this?”

“Halloweentown.” Sarah says as she rests her head on his shoulder. The smell of pie wafts through the air and Joel hears his stomach rumble.

“Let me get you some.” You say happily as you get up.

Cutting Joel a slice of pie and adding some vanilla ice cream on top. It’s warm and delicious and he has to stop himself from eating too fast so he can truly enjoy your hard work.

You cuddle into his other side as the movie plays on. He sets his plate down on the table and wraps his arms around the two of you. The stress of the week melts away as he lets himself relax. Enjoying the nice moment for as long as he can.

“You know, apple picking ain’t too bad.” He whispers in your ear. You smile and close your eyes.

“Wanna do it again sometime?”

“Anytime, Anyday. As long as it’s with you.”

[cbsxreader]

scout and sniper (seperate) x reader where reader is like ms pauling’s bestie/and or reader works for The Administrator and one day reader takes a shift for Ms Pauling and that’s how they meet scout/sniper ? kinda like a slow burn thing snd readr is like painfully oblivious 😭 thanks! and if you can’t complete the request don’t feel pressured to <3

Sure!

(Be prepared, I got way too carried away cus I really liked this idea hehe)

Scout and Sniper falling for reader who's Ms. Pauling's bestie!

Scout

He isn't thrilled at hearing that someone is replacing Ms. Pauling for a day. Mainly because, y'know, he's in love with her and he won't get to see her.

After the announcement given by Ms. Pauling, Scout follows her like a sad puppy, asking why she's having her shift being taken by someone else. Is she getting fired? Is she getting a vacation with the help of some miracle? Does she not like working with them anymore? Pauling has to reassure him that it's just a shift change and nothing else before leaving Scout with his thoughts.

And suddenly, he finds himself in a dilemma. If he flirts with you, he's cheating on Pauling. But she doesn't love him back, so if he tried to flirt with you, maybe he would have a chance at finding love?

When you arrive at the base, Scout is the first person you see, since he's standing right by the door, anticipating your arrival.

"Hey, toots! You must be the one who's stepping in for Pauling, right?" He greets you with a smile.

"Yes, I am. You must be the Scout." You confirm.

"The one and only! Now, how about I show you the team and the base?" He asks, eager to show you around.

Despite you already knowing about the mercenaries and knowing the entire base's layout from cameras, you accept his request.

Scout slightly bashes his teammates as he's talking to you about them and seems to dwell more on himself than everyone else. The base tour wasn't the best either, he constantly missed stuff or didn't assign something correctly just because he couldn't read or didn't know what the room was for. Not to mention him randomly throwing pick-up lines and compliments at you.

When you tell Scout that you actually need to go and do some work, he follows you around, still pestering you and going to see what you're doing.

He's disappointed to see you go so soon at the end of the day. He asks you again and again if you will ever take another shift for Pauling or help her with something around the base.

"Well, you never know what kind of a job you could get working here. Maybe the Administrator will think on it because of your warm welcome!"

You assure him that there's a chance you two will meet again before leaving. Scout watches you as you leave, hoping to get an opurtunity to talk to you again.

When you meet Pauling again, she asks you how your day went, and the first thing that comes to your mind is Scout.

"Damn, you weren't kidding, he really has a motormouth. Does he ever stop talking?" You ask.

"Haven't lived to see it."

Scout spends way more time thinking about you than he should. You've only met one time, why was he so obsessed over you? Maybe because you were warmer, more open than Pauling was to him. Maybe this was a sign to move on.

Days and, eventually, weeks go by without him seeing you. He ends up asking Pauling where you've been, which she sees as a nice change of pace instead of him flirting with her and trying to ask her out on a date.

So, when you make another appearance in the base, he's by your side like a dog, happy to see you. Once again, he's on your tail, flirting and complimenting you.

After a few more visits, you open up to him, having more heart-to-heart conversations with him. The conversations are genuinely light and fun, making Scout realize how one-sided his love with Pauling was.

The more time Scout spends with you, the more he misses you when you're away. There are rare times where all he can think about is you and actually is kinda quiet. It's just that he's used to seeing Puling so often, but since you aren't technically working with the mercenaries, it's unusual for him to see you come over so rarely.

Scout can hardly contain his love for you, eventually, an idea comes to his mind, he could ask Ms. Pauling to help keep you two in touch. Sometimes Pauling acts as a simple messenger, repeating Scout's words to you or taking one of his gifts to you.

Pauling sees Scout coming towards her with a bouquet "No, Scout, I don't want flowers.'' She denies.

"They're not for you, they're for Y/n.." Scout says, slightly embarrassed.

Pauling's eyes widen in shock, but she's still glad the flowers weren't for her "Oh, okay. I'll get this to them."

When Ms. Pauling reaches you again, giving you Scout's gift.

"Wow, he must really want to welcome me with open arms, he's been giving me gifts every time I've seen him!" You say, adding the flowers to the pile of gifts he has given you.

Pauling knows Scout has a crush on you, but decides to not say anything about it to you, so you can figure it out by yourself.

He always tries to confess last minute, or ends up being interrupted before he can deliver those final, meaning words.

Until, one time, before you can even reach the base's door, he just confesses, blushing madly. It leaves you both surprised at the moment and how quickly it unfolds. But it also explains a lot to you.

For the rest of the day, you freely let him follow you, letting him talk his heart out to you.

Sniper

He kind of doesn't care that Ms. Pauling's shift gets taken by someone else. All that matters to him is that you don't screw anything up when the time comes for you to see what the team is like.

"Remember, if there's someone who shows up in purple uniform, in a black car, on Tuesday, 08.00 a.m. sharp, that's who's taking my shift."

The reassurance of Pauling suddenly felt needed to Sniper, maybe she's telling them this because someone else could replace you and would need to be caught. Sniper brushes off the anxiety though and goes to do whatever he needs to.

When the day comes, Sniper is the one who decides to keep look-out, waiting for you to arrive in his tower. He spots a black car, you step out. Sniper views you through his scope, going over Ms. Paulings announcement.

Purple uniform. Black car. It's a Tuesday... Sniper lifts his head and looks at his watch. Just a few seconds after 08.00 a.m.

His anxiety eases, watching you go to the base's front door and greeting the other mercenaries. Not wanting to get too involved, Sniper decides to not come down. You're going to be here for one shift and he doesn't like new people and socializing, there was no need for a connection between you two.

A few hours later, in his camper, Sniper hears some knocking. He groggily walks up to the door, expecting one of his teammates to bother him, only to find you standing outside.

"Good day, you're Sniper, right?" You ask.

"Yeah." He gives a short, simple answer, again, not wanting to create a bond with you.

"I'm Y/n. The other mercenaries asked if you could join them for lunch." You quickly introduce yourself and reveal what you came to him for.

"Oi'll make my own, thanks." He says.

"Engie made a brisket that took him hours, he would appreciate it if you joined everyone else to try it!" Your tone is more sincere, trying to convince Sniper.

"What buisness do you have in what my teammates would appreciate that Oi do?" Sniper asks, voice stern and filled with suspicion.

"I'm taking Pauling's shift and a part of her job is ensuring that you have a strong team bond! And that's my job today, so I actually do have to step in your relationships as teammates." You explain in a more serious voice, reminding Sniper he should respect you just like he respects Pauling.

The explanation and change of tone in your voice convinces him enough to leave his camper and join the rest of his team for lunch. For the rest of the day, he carefully observes you and the other team members, looking for anything that may be off about you.

After your shift is over, Sniper doesn't even notice when you go do other stuff. He had achieved his goal of not getting in your way too much and he doesn't mind it's the first and last time he sees you.

Sniper kind of forgets about you in like, a week or two, only occasionally getting reminded that you exist by his teammates mentioning you. That is, until he picks up the contractor one day and hears your voice.

"Hey, Sniper! You remember me, Y/n, right?" You quickly ask.

He confirms he still knows who you are. He listens to you as you tell him about his contract, but after the contractor disconnects, he becomes suspicious again, trying to reach out to Pauling and asking her if he can accept contracts from you. Pauling, once again, reassures him, telling him it's just like receiving a contract from her.

Now Sniper is used to getting contracts from both of you. But after some contracts, he starts to act differently without him noticing. He starts to eagerly pick up the contractor, as if he's bored and needs something to do.

With Pauling on the other end he greets her with "Oh, G'day Pauling." And you with "Hey, Y/n! Got another contract for me?" He seems to sub-conciously open up to you, using more friendly language.

It's only when he's visibly a bit disappointed when Pauling gives him a contract, but his spirit lifts when you give him one when he realizes there's something special about you. He can't put a finger on it, but the feeling is warm and makes him want to talk to you and hear your voice.

And then, a slip up from Sniper showed him what that feeling was. After you tell him about the contract, he thinks for a bit before accepting it.

"Don't worry, love. You've chosen the roight man for the job."

"Love?"

"..."

"Sniper?-"

After a moment of akward silence, Sniper hangs up, leaving you confused. He suddenly got embarrased, his face flushing and heartbeat becoming faster. "Fuck, why did I say THAT???"

The incident doesn't bother him too much. Until you show up at the base again. Seeing you in person suddenly makes him nervous and he slightly shakes as you talk to him. Sniper secretly wants you to stick around and when you go do something else all he's left with is a lingering feeling.

Of course, he denies these feelings, not wanting to mix his love life with work. Sniper pushes his affection for you aside, bottling it up. But his crush overwhelms him too much for it to be ignored. Maybe he just needs to think to himself for a bit.

You just chat with Pauling about the mercenaries, when out of the corner of your eye, something shines way up high. You turn your head to the little shine, seeing it's in Sniper's tower. Suddenly, it disappears and Sniper, too, is nowhere in sight. Despite him turning off his laser, the light reflecting from the scope's glass still made you look up at him. Sniper sits on the floor, embarrased that you caught him spying on you. The fact that he had decided to look at you and got flustered when you noticed his stalking was enough for Sniper to realize there really was something special abaout you.

Meanwhile, down on the ground. "Does he do that to everyone?" You ask Pauling, confused.

"Well, in my first few weeks he did that too, so he's probably just still suspicious of you." Pauling explains and you shrug.

It takes him a good month or even two to do something about his feelings towards you. And during that time, he loses a lot of sleep, thinking about how he should confess, if he should confess, how the relationship would be taken further, etc.

Sniper EVENTUALLY invites you over for coffee with the help of Ms. Pauling. You both talk for a bit before you have to leave again to take care of the Administrator's buisness. By then, Sniper is sick of himself being too nervous to tell you about his feelings and gives you a speedy confession while blushing.

You're both kind of surprised, looking at each other with wide eyes for a little moment. After the akward silence passes, you invite him for a date. He's surprised that you feel the same, but glad to have you by his side.

[quitealotofsodapop]

One thing I don't think is mentioned enough is the fact that during the journey, a lot of Celestials took the opportunity to just... outright FUCK around with Wukong. Like, they'd send all sorts of demons their way intentionally just to intervene and say "Oh hey! You found my favorite pet!" Even Guanyin hadn't been innocent of this considering she had this huge fit over her pet goldfish. And if they weren't using their pets they were finding other methods to delay or otherwise force the Pilgrims off the beaten path and into danger out of some sort of test, spite, or pettiness.

Now, think about how in the both JTTW and Slow Boiled au Wukond actually was pregnant or not during the journey, and in Century au, the Heavenly Court BELIEVE he was pregnant. So imagine how those guys feel after they decided to fuck with Wukong put of spite and found out they unknowingly were stressing a pregnant monkey out!?

Yeah! Characters like Gold Star hide their identities to aid the main characters, while some are just... doing it for fun? Are they LARP-ing? And Monkey has Gold-Vision; why does he always not recognise these people even from his Celestial days?

Guanyin set up a whole honey trap knowing that half the squad ain't into it, and dropped the gang on their way home cus they missed 1 story event. The abbey with the Ginseng tree were pretty rude af. The Buddha's own servants tried to fleece the gang of the scriptures. Multiple kingdoms suffered cus King Who-Care shot somebody's bird-cousin, or knocked over a table of offerings. And the 28 Lunar Mansions took almost 13 years to realise that the Wood Wolf was missing.

Lao Tzu's lab assisants literally run off with his stuff and become demon lords for lulz (or they were the assisants that let the Rhino King/Buffalo out and were scared that they'd get in trouble). And lets not forget RHINO KING. Bruh, you somehow lost track of a gotdang celestial Bull-Rhino!?

Guanyin's not immune from this; TWO of her pets became horrific demons (Goldfish and Sai Taisui) and are arguably the most irredeemable of all the villains faced.

Lady Earth Flow/Albino Rat/Bat spirit is even described as Li Jing's adoptive daughter - how the f that happen?? How did he lose track of a whole kid so bad that she became a vampire-esque demon?

Manjusri let their cat (Azure Lion) out TWICE. And they cursed the Wuji kingdom for tossing them in a sewer for preeching.

After a point, I'd imagine Wukong in the stone egg aus would just throw his hands up and start yelling at the gods directly. He's even bolder in the Jttw Stone Egged au given that he has Macaque as back-up.

You know that chapter where Rhino King steals all of the Heavenly Army's powers and weapons, and the immortals are all infighting so hard that Wukong has to be the voice of reason?

Imagine a tiny hormonal monkey just going nuts at these gods. He's screaming in their faces. He's demanding Nezha lift him up so he can look General Li Jing in the eye. He's telling them what good are they as fighters if they only feel safe with their weapons and powers? Wukong has a *damn* good reason he ain't taking on Rhino King in a 1-v-1 rn, whats all these gods excuse?!

The gods are too surprised and intimidated to argue back. And you better believe a certain alchemist is getting a smack for letting a whole animal loose from his lab.

[takitafulily]

Misadventures of the MCs #10

Working the Night Shift: Night 1 - 5

Disclaimer: No Mcs were harmed during their night shift :>

(In honour of the FNAF movie release)

(1st Night)

LTD!MC: Woo! I got the easy night! Probably a good thing too-

LTD!MC: I can chill until 2am and then just keep an eye out for Bonnie, Chica moves at 3... oh shit what does Foxy do again?-

LTD!MC: ...Guess I gotta keep an eye on Pirate's Cove

(2am)

LTD!MC: *checks camera* Aaaand Bonnie just left the stage, let's just pray he's not right outside my door...

LTD!MC: Ok good, he's in the dining area, I'm fine... let's keep it that way...

(3am)

LTD!MC: Haven't died yet, Chica just left, time to multi-task...

(4am)

*Both Bonnie and Chica are at the door*

LTD!MC: Nonononono goawaygoawaygoaway come on please be nice...

(5am)

LTD!MC: Phew, ok I'm alive, one more hour to go, Foxy's behaving, Bonnie and Chica please be nice...

Golden Freddy: *appears*

LTD!MC: WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?????

LTD!MC - Failed

(2nd Night)

MM!MC: ...I feel like I should be offended they gave me the second night but honestly maybe they're right-

MM!MC: Let's see... Golden Freddy already got LTD!MC, so it's unlikely he's going to come after me... Bonnie and Chica... keep checking Pirate's Cove and... I'm all set!

MM!MC: *checking cameras* Ok Chica's gone... where is she... wait FUCK BONNIE'S GONE TOO OK SHIT

MM!MC: Chica's chilling in the kitchen judging by the jiggle... and Bonnie's down the hall...

(1am)

*Bonnie's by the closed left door*

MM!MC: HA TAKE THAT-

*Sees Chica by the right door at the last second*

MM!MC: OH DARN IT YOU PIZZA CHICKEN!

MM!MC - Failed

(3rd Night)

WHB!MC: I had to actually fight OB!MC for the third night. Everyone left the first night for LTD!MC cus no offence they're kind of a wimp. MM!MC got the second night cus they can't throw a kick to save their life. No way am I taking the fifth night cus that's just asking to die, and why would I make my life harder by taking the fourth night?

WHB!MC: As long as I keep flicking to Freddy and check on Foxy every hour, I'll be fine.

WHB!MC: ...Chica is gone. Let's get this show on the road. Freddy, lights, Freddy, lights, Freddy, lights, Freddy, lights...

(1am)

WHB!MC: Hourly Foxy... nothing, fucked up my rhythm but Freddy is only in the Dining Hall so I'm still fine, Chica's is being a cute little stalker and won't leave my fucking door but my power should be fine.

(2am)

WHB!MC: Bonnie's gone, hourly Foxy... still nothing, Freddy, lights, Freddy, lights, Freddy, lights, Freddy, lights- oh hello Chica! *shuts right door*

(4am)

WHB!MC: I'm alive I'm alive I'm alive~ wait- where did Foxy go?

WHB!MC: ...shit shit shit shit shit shit

*goes to shut the left door but Foxy manages to barge in*

WHB!MC: Well hello there-

WHB!MC - Failed

(4th Night)

OB!MC: Everyone's failed so far, I don't have high hopes myself but let's give a go I guess.

OB!MC: RIP Phone Guy, may you rest in pieces.

OB!MC: Huh? Oh I'm the only one who's bothered to listen to him, poor guy.

OB!MC: Hm, you know what? Since I'm gonna die anyways let's have some fun.

OB!MC: I'm not gonna check the cameras, I'm just going relax and listen

(1am)

OB!MC: I've come to realise these- *shuts door on Foxy* metal punks are extremely- *shuts door on Freddy* ...fucking loud.

(3am)

OB!MC: Huh. I'm still kicking ass. Pat on the back for me I guess.

(4am)

*Foxy is banging the left door and Chica is outside the right door*

OB!MC: I'm getting kinda bored actually, what can I do to kill time...

(5am)

*both doors are open, absolute silence*

OB!MC: Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ stayin' alive~ stayin' aLIVE-

*shuts door on Bonnie*

OB!MC: ... that was close.

OB!MC - Survived!

(5th Night)

TWST!Yuu: The others think I'm gonna die since I have the hardest night. Fuck them, we ball.

TWST!Yuu: Woo ok! LET'S GO! HOURLY FOXY, FREDDY, LIGHTS, FREDDY, LIGHTS, FREDDY, LIGHTS, FREDDY, LIGHTS-

(1am)

TWST!Yuu: FREDDY, LIGHTS, FREDDY, LIGHTS, FREDDY, LIGHTS, FREDDY, LIGHTS- FUCK YOU BONNIE *shuts door*

(2am)

TWST!Yuu: FREDDY, LIGHTS, FREDDY, LIGHTS- ok my throat's getting sore let's stop yelling for now

(4am)

TWST!Yuu: Two more hours! ...aaaaand why am I on 20% ...I haven't even used that much power!

(5am)

TWST!Yuu: Shit, 1%... *anxious leg bounce*

TWST!Yuu: Oop- Hello Bonnie... and Chica... pleaseletmemakeitpleaseletmemakeit

*6am Jingle*

TWST!Yuu: FUCK YES LESSGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

TWST!Yuu - Survived!

[tainbocuailnge]

Hello, I hope it's ok I'm sending this ask but you've written some amazing posts and explanations about Cú Alter and Medb and I was wondering if you also did their valentine's scenes? Have a great day and Happy Valentine's Day 💕

i don't think i've ever talked about their valentines gift scenes specifically. they're pretty straightforward displays of their particular styles of responsibility and diligence.

medb takes love very seriously both as a tool of control and as her genuine true heart's desire so her gifts as both rider and saber are extremely high quality to the point where it seems storebought (handmade chocolate is seen as more genuine than storebought) and she calls every chocolate she hands out her true love chocolate (as opposed to obligation chocolate, the gift you only hand out because there's a societal expectation for women to give valentines gifts to all their classmates and colleagues), because she has complexes and both intentionally and unintentionally smudges the lines on how genuine her displays of affection are so that she can maintain plausible deniability on whether she showed vulnerability or not. but while most people would aim for this plausible deniability by making medium effort obligation choco that could mean nothing she instead makes everything a display of true love because love is deeply important to her.

she wants the excitement of confessing her true love, and she wants the control you have over someone who is in love with you, and she wants the safety of people not knowing her true feelings and thus not having that control over her in turn. she's assertive and a bit fussy and when she decides to do something she always makes sure to do it well, and the result is beautiful professional quality handmade chocolate, but in her saber scene when she decides she wants to be the one who is pursued for a change she kinda fumbles it because even though she's assertive and prides herself on "taking whatever she wants" she has a hard time asking for what she really wants (close relationship as equals with someone she loves), because of the complexes.

cu alter meanwhile is clearly uncomfortable with displays of affection both because of medb's specific style of affection-as-control and because he just thinks of himself as a weapon rather than a person and gets really annoyed when guda doesn't share that view. he brusquely dismisses any attempt to treat him like a person but also has a way too strong sense of duty, so even though he doesn't want guda's gift and says he's just gonna throw it out later he still has to arrange a return gift, it's the obvious thing to do. there's a disconnect between what he says and what he does for basically everything he does because he's torturing himself by thinking he doesn't get the luxury of being the same he's always been even though he's still just the same he's always been. he's obviously not actually gonna throw out that chocolate.

mini cu-chan debuted in the prillya event that ran before male valentines scenes got added and i think they made that the gift just because they couldn't really think of something he would give lol. there's various possible explanations for why the description says medb doesn't recognise it, maybe it's the usual event amnesia handwave, maybe she's lying because she thinks she posted cringe in the prillya singularity. i don't think cu alter is lying about it just showing up in his room one day because he tends to lie about his opinions (to himself most of all) but not about facts. i do like that even though he says you can throw it out for all he cares he obviously did not do that himself, because his sense of duty is way too strong and he takes care of his own as the obvious thing to do even if it pisses him off.

its a fun little contrast between the two of them, medb is very verbally affectionate but struggles to actually unambiguously display affection for a myriad complicated reasons while cu alter grumbles and complains but through his actions is always clearly on your side. but they're both very reliable and diligent, if you need medb for something she will absolutely pull through for you and this very sincere diligence of hers is exactly what she's trying to obfuscate with her elaborate ambiguous affection so that it can't be taken advantage of while cu doesn't really care if he's being taken advantage of because he's gonna do it anyway and that's what frustrates her so fucking much about him that she had to make a version of him that will at least loudly complain about it.

[sillygooseassociation]

Running Late

Requests: Waaaaiiiiitttt can I ask for getting ready for an event with Jason and him watching you do make up??? Fluff orrr smut orrrrrrrr both you're in charge lol /// ............did I hear getting ready with Jason? Possibly smut? 👀🥵Because I'm just throwing fluffy and affectionate smut sitting on the bathroom counter out there........but honestly I'll read anything I'm foaming at the mouth because we're being fed with content lately

Description: While getting ready for the 2022 Emmy's, Jason helps you do your makeup and that leads to the two of you getting a bit...distracted.

Warnings: Smut, oral (m and f receiving), mentions of O*ivia

Pairing: Jason Sudeikis x reader

Word Count: 2.5k

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Retying your towel’s knot, you let out a frustrated groan, it had slid down god knows how many times, and you just didn’t have the time for it. Walking into the bathroom and leaning against the door frame, Jason watched you with an amused smile. With his top two buttons undone and his hair loose with no product, he couldn’t help his eyes from raking up and down your body, “You know, I’m sure it would be easier if you just the towel fall, didn’t worry about it at all.” 

You turn to the cheeky man, a small smirk on your face paired with a quirked eyebrow, “Oh, would that be easier? Are you sure that wouldn’t bother you too much? I don’t want to bother you before your big night or anything.” Jason’s amused smile turned into a smirk as he jokingly contemplated your questions, “I mean, I can take one for the team. If I must.”

Shaking your head at him with a laugh, you turn back to the mirror, checking to make sure your foundation was even. You didn’t want your face to look too cakey, especially since it would be the talk of Twitter and Instagram the next day. You didn’t need your bad makeup decisions to take the attention away from Jason’s Emmy wins. Though he refused to entertain the thought of him winning once again instead of one of the other nominees, you knew he would be taking home the award for “Outstanding Lead Actor in a Comedy Series” that evening.

Moving to sit on the edge of the bathtub centered in the hotel’s bathroom, Jason watched you put on your concealer and highlighter, having no clue what either of them truly did but perfectly content admiring your beauty and concentration. Olivia never really liked Jason around when she was getting ready, she felt like there was no reason for it, that he would just distract her. Not that she had much to be distracted from though, she always had a glam squad getting her ready and needed every single thing about her appearance to be perfect. 

You, on the other hand, absolutely refused a glam squad when Jason offered to hire one for your first award show together. “What, Jason, no, I don’t need all that. I can get myself ready, I’d rather spend the afternoon together just the two of us before an evening of excitement and partying.” Of course, Jason had his own glam squad for major events, but that consisted of one hair stylist and his assistant dropping off his outfit. While a glam squad for you would consist of hours of preparation until leaving for the red carpet, his lasted only about 30 minutes and was done two hours before your departure.

Jason watching you put on your makeup had now become some sort of a tradition before premieres and award shows. When you two had the kids with you, Daisy and Otis would have fun with you doing their makeup too, going out and getting fun eyeshadows and lip glosses once you found out how much they enjoyed it. Even though he had watched your process numerous times, he became nervous every time you brought out the eyelash curler. Watching you do your left eye, he nervously fidgeted with his fingers, what if you poked your eye out? What if you pulled out all of your eyelashes and then were in a bunch of pain? He couldn’t handle the thought of you in pain. 

Meeting his gaze in the mirror, you turned to face him when noticing his nervous expression, taking the curler off after 10 seconds. “Jason, you okay?” Gulping as he nodded, he rubbed the back of his head, “Yeah, I just always get nervous when you use that thing. It looks like a torture device.” Chuckling, you move close to him, standing in between his legs as you offer the curler to him, “Here, you do my other one. You’ll see there’s nothing to worry about.”

Jason widens his eyes at you, taking the metal piece into his hand as you adjust your position, straddling one of his thighs and placing both feet on the ground to balance yourself, you certainly didn’t need any accidents while he held something so close to your eyes. Sliding up his thigh, you close the gap between you two, Jason placing his free hand on your hip to steady you, “Are you sure? What if I hurt you?” Smiling at his worry, you kiss the tip of his nose to reassure him, “You won’t, I promise.”

You close your eyes as he nods apprehensively, opening up the curler and closing it on your lashes. He lets out a deep breath, you were right, he wasn’t hurting you. You show him a small smile, the two of you sharing the same air with how close you are. Opening the curler and taking it away from your face, you open your eyes, realizing just how close the two of you are. Before you can make a teasing comment or kiss him, your towel begins to fall down again. Adjusting the towel so it stays up, you wiggle a bit on Jason’s upper thigh, a movement that elicits a deep growl from the man, “Y/N. Stop that.” You look up at him with a confused expression before noticing the dark look in his eyes. “Oh, okay.” Looking at the clock on the wall, you realize you have twenty minutes before you have to leave. “Jas, we don’t have enough time.” Glancing back at the clock and realizing the same thing you did, he turns to you with a smirk on his face, “I’m fine with being late.”

Sliding you off his leg, Jason stands up and backs you toward the bathroom counter, picking you up and placing you in between the two sinks. Leaning forward to kiss you passionately, Jason grips your hips tightly, biting on your bottom lip so that you’ll grant him access. You explore each other’s mouths which serves as a distraction while Jason pulls at the knot, the towel falling off your body.

Moving from your lips to your neck, Jason leaves small bites and licks, having to refrain from leaving love marks. He continues down, placing light kisses around your nipple before sucking the nub into his mouth, biting it to bring out your whimpers that he loves so much. Switching to your other breast, he leaves numerous bites and bruises, glad that he can at least mark you as his on that part of your body, even if no one will see it.

Kneeling onto the ground, Jason pulls your hips forward, placing you on the edge of the counter so that he can have the best access to make you feel good. Seeing that you were beginning to drip with arousal, Jason smiles brightly, pleased to know that he affects you just as much as you affect him. He kisses up your thighs, sucking bruises into the skin, wanting you to look in to mirror the next day and remember where his head was on his journey to paradise.

You whine, wrapping your legs around his head to lock him in place, tugging on his hair in desperation, “Jason, please…” Looking up at you, he is blown away by how gorgeous you look from the angle, your eyes closed tightly in anticipation, your chest heaving up and down quickly as you try to catch your breath. He places one more kiss on your inner thigh before placing a light kiss on your clit, causing you to let out a small moan. He places one hand on your hip and the other on your outer thigh, rubbing circles into your skin as he dives into your core, licking soft stripes between your folds. He curls his tongue in, exploring as deep as he can before coming back to the surface, sucking your clit into his mouth before he runs his teeth over the sensitive nub, bringing out a moan from deep in your throat.

He groans at the sound you make, wishing nothing more than to be inside you but knowing you don’t have the time. He focuses back on your core, drinking it in like it's a cool iced tea on a hot summer day. His feverish licks cause his mustache to rub against your clit, the bristly ends of the hair overstimulating you, “J-Jas, I’m close.” 

Jason hums contently, wanting to taste you on his tongue but also wanting to bring you to that bliss, wanting to please you as much as he can. He continues the rhythm he has going, inching forward so that his tongue can reach even deeper, the point of his nose rocking against your clit as you begin to rut against his face. Letting out gasps, you tug at his hair while your vision turns white, your legs shaking as Jason enjoys his meal, lapping up every last drop. 

As you catch your breath, Jason rises back to his feet, giving you a kiss on the forehead as he rubs your lower back, “You’re always such a good girl for me, baby. It’s nice to know you’ll listen to me. Always make me proud.” Leaning up, you press a kiss to the underside of his chin, missing the feeling of his scruff after the hair stylist cleaned him up earlier. “Can I show you just how good of a girl I am?”

He glances down at his watch, you have 10 minutes before you are supposed to be down at the town car, but who was he to let down his sweet girl, “I’d love that, beautiful.” You slide off the counter, your legs feeling a bit shaky though you quickly gain your balance. Pushing him back, Jason now stands in front of the bathtub, watching you fondly as you unzip his pants and slide down both of his bottom layers in one motion, not wasting any time. At your direction, he sits on the edge of the tub, your roles reversed from a minute ago as you now kneel on the floor. You take his cock into your hands, squeezing it lightly as Jason mewls at you barely touching it, “Gonna take care of you bubs, gonna start your celebration now.” Leaning forward, you lick at his tip before taking him in your mouth, causing a deep groan to leave Jason’s mouth as he throws his head back. 

You take as much of him as you can, your hands working the rest that you are unable to fit. Bobbing up and down, you hollow your cheeks as you attempt to find your rhythm, not used to doing it on your own. Normally, you and Jason both enjoy him holding your hair back and deciding your pace, fucking himself into your mouth, but with your hair done, there seemed to be an unspoken agreement that you would abstain from that this time. Going off of the volume of his moans, you stay at your current pace, using one of your hands to play with his balls, massaging them as your other hand worked the base of his dick. 

Jason gripped the side of the tub as much as he could, though the porcelain material didn't really allow for it. “I’m almost there baby, so close.” You grip his balls slightly, applying some pressure to them as you hollow your cheeks as much as you can, taking him even deeper to the point of you gagging until you feel him send ropes of cum down your throat. Once he has no more to give and is attempting to slow his heart, you pull off him, licking your lips before placing a kiss on his softening member before standing up. Jason pulls you into him, kissing you passionately as he places both hands on your ass, holding you as close as he possibly can.

You pull away, both of you catching your breath after the hot kiss, each of you able to taste yourself on the other’s lips. Stepping back, you look at the clock. You had five minutes before you should be leaving, meanwhile, your makeup and hair are done but you are completely naked and Jason’s hair needs fixing, his shirt needs buttoning, and his outfit is incomplete without his tie and jacket. You give him a quick kiss before hurrying to the bedroom, throwing on your underwear before unzipping the bag your dress hung in. Letting Jason buy you a dress to wear for your first event took convincing, you hated the idea of him spending money on you. But after years together and knowing you would be spending the rest of your lives together, you knew there was no point in fighting it, he wanted to spoil his girl.

Slipping on your dress, you look in the mirror, admiring the way the shade of red popped, happy with the choice you made a couple of weeks back. Reaching behind, you struggle to reach the zipper, unable to pull it up yourself. “Jason, can you come zip me up please?” Humming in response, Jason fixes the last piece of his hair, hoping he replicated how it looked earlier and that he wouldn’t get an angry text from his stylist when photos came out later that evening. He enters the room, letting out a whistle when he sees you, “Goddamn, I’m a lucky man.” You blush deeply, still responding like a schoolgirl when he compliments you, even after all this time. He stands behind you, pulling your zipper all the way up before placing a soft kiss to the back of your neck. You turn around, giving him a kiss in thanks before returning to the bathroom to put on your lipstick. When you enter the bedroom again, Jason is sitting on the edge of the bed with a buttoned shirt, perfect tie, and lint-free jacket.

“Hey, darling?” You hum in response, not looking up so that you can give your heels all of your attention, not wanting to fall over as you put them on, “You swear I’ll win tonight, right?” Secured in your shoes, you turn around to see him standing in between you and the door, his phone in one hand and your clutch in the other, “Yes, I do swear you’ll win.” He smiles brightly at your confidence in him, “Well then, if I win, can I choose my prize when we come back after?” You chuckle as you close the distance between you, even after having a quickie, Jason was already thinking about getting you in bed after the awards show. “Sure babe, you can choose your prize.”

He kisses you quickly before wrapping an arm around you, the two of you heading to the door before turning off the room lights, then making your way down the hallway. As you stand in the descending elevator, you pull your phone out of your clutch only to notice the time, “Shit, Jason, we’re late.” Jason glances at your phone, chuckling before kissing you on the temple as the doors open, “Totally worth it.”

[leejenowrld]

has seoyeon continued to bother yn and jeno?

yes! the stares have continued but it doesn’t bother yn anymore. the 360 change in reaction and attitude is hot and it turns jeno on. the past yn would get so much anxiety and fear every time someone stared at her and jeno, but now, she’s gone through so much and felt so much that she doesn’t care anymore!! instead, she makes fun of the whole situation lmfao if she feels someone being a bitch and staring a bit too much, she gets extra touchy with jeno. the pda is intense!! jeno is more for public pda, his hand is always in hers, arm around her shoulder, hand in her back pocket, lips will always be on her skin whereas yn does keep it relatively controlled in public but the times when seoyeon or any other girl stares, she’ll legit just break jeno from any conversation and start making out with him :D jeno gets so confused but god he moans against her lips! my man is loving it <3 mwah

one time it got serious. don’t ask why but jeno had convinced yn to party with him. it was juyeons party, yn was happy and having fun! all her friends were there too. she stayed close to jeno all night long, they were being a young couple in love, dancing sexy and close to each other, being touchy, the kissing. for a change for a party, jeno’s lips found itself on her more so than on the glass of an alcoholic beverage or drugs !! but don’t get me wrong, he was high

anyways… here comes seoyeon. as jeno and yn look into each others eyes and hold each other close, seoyeon legit comes from nowhere and pours a glass of wine all over yns dress. it was red and it stained. funny thing is, they didn’t even know she was near or at the party. she was lurking and hiding all night long, staring at them but they were in their own worlds too involved with each other to care 😭

and wow… you’ve never seen jeno more angry. his first reaction was to check on his girl cus she was pretty startled and surprised! he kissed her, whispered something sweet to her and gave her his jacket immediately as the liquid was making her top very see through. his soft eyes turned brutal as he turned to her, my god… the anger was like no other i can’t describe it, he begins basically verbally belittling her and for good reason! and he’s about to go on and on but then suddenly heejin comes out of nowhere and throws a glass at seoyeon and then seoyeon throws hands but heejin punches her in the face:D

the thing is, jeno and heejin are literally the no 1 yn protectors cus even tho yn has grown in confidence, she still don’t defend herself! when people are mean to her she just sits there and takes it. she doesn’t fight back, she’s too scared to, her anxiety and her shock takes over. as heejin is punching her, yn is genuinely out of it, like she’s dissociated and still processing what’s happened :( that’s why jeno and heejin always fight for her :( especially those 2. if jeno is with yn and someone’s treated her unfairly, she’ll let them get away with it but he won’t!! he fights for his girl

and heejin… don’t get me started. she’s the best best friend you could ever ask for. i wish i could’ve made her a more primary character in the fic but i’m gonna write some extra pieces that include her ! so you can see how truly hot, fearless, giving and confident she is. she was watching the whole seoyeon situation from afar and buzzing with anger as the minutes went on. she just had to punch her. it angers her that seoyeon picks on yn because she knows that she won’t fight back and believes her to be an easy target, she vocalises that clearly. she says that she is more insecure than she claims yn to be. she says that her obbession with yn is incredibly sad because what is she doing wrong!? she’s at a party and having fun with her boyfriend? she genuinely offers to book seoyeon a therapy session lmfao

lowkey wanna write this as an entire scene

should i?

[nogenderbee]

HI I HOPE YOU'RE DOING FINE AND U ARE DRINKING ENOUGH WATER TOO AND GETTING REST CUS ILL BE COMING FOR YOUR ANKLES OTHERWISE >:(

So Could you write Mizuki , An and Shiho with an S/O that gets bullied for having Heterochromia eyes pls

If you don't know what Heterochromia is basically us when a person has a different colour in each eyes for example (left eye is blue and the other is yellow kinda like Candice from Genshin if you look at her eyes)

You are free to ignore this btw oh and PLS TAG ME IN NIGHTCORD FICS PLS

Omg no, not my ankles 😱 and I added you to TagList for all Nightcord member hehe~ anyway, of course I can write it! Honestly I absolutely loved the idea so I hope you enjoy this one as well! Funfact about me: I absolutely adore heterochromia and honestly wish I had it myself-

Shiho, An, Mizuki with heterochromic!reader who gets bullied

TagList: @bleachtheidiot @qxmmi @no1mizukifan

⊱ Shiho will take her guitar and smack the living crap out of the person that dares to make fun of you even slightly

⊱ alright but she literally doesn't understand why they're making fun of you when your eyes are literally so pretty

⊱ like she probably even wrote a song about them but she'll die faster than let anyone hear it

⊱ so when you tell her that you're getting bullied for that, she turns into her protective mode

⊱ I mean... you think all those creepy men aplroaciing Shizuku were going away because they got bored?! Pffft, Shiho secretly gave them a piece of her mind

⊱ she's literally ready to fight if it'll be necessary although looking at how many insults and good arguments she can make, they're most likely to just give up

⊱ she'll try to do it all secretly but if it's really bad then she won't be afraid of protecting your honor in front of you

⊱ but if she actually sowa it secretly and you ask her one day about it, she'll simply say that she has no idea what might be the reason

"Hm? They suddenly stopped making fun of your eyes? Well that's good, isn't it? No, it's not weird. I say you should just ignore them and live your normal life."

⊱ alright but you cannot tell me that An didn't gave you 100 compliments when she first saw you, like you didn't had to be lovers or even friends!

⊱ she thinks they're absolutely adorable and honestly, she's probably the type to stare into your eyes and then go like "Oh, sorry! I guess I got lost again~" or something alongisde that

⊱ so whens he discovers that someoen hates them, she get's hit by a confusion and then by pure annoyance

⊱ and she's up to talk with them now because no one will insult the pretties part of you which are your eyes! Not on her watch!

⊱ she's not really the type to beat up someone so she'll probably just have quite agressive chat with them and if they happen to go to Kamiyama High, then she can make sure they won't like it there anymore

⊱ if they're from another High tho, then she sitll has a lot of friends so she can try her best either way by threatning the person

⊱ if it doesn't work tho, she'll want to teach you how to respond when someone makes a comment like that

⊱ if they go as far as hurting you tho, she'll immidietly report it somewhere and obviously school or wherever she reported you is on your side yay!

⊱ of course she also gives you a lot of comfort after getting any comment and makes sure to throw some compliments here and there

"Don't worry about what they said too much... your eyes are so pretty! Of course they're unique and that's what makes them even more prettier! You think why I like to stare into your eyes so much?"

⊱ so Mizuki is quite similiar to An, they also noticed your eyes immidietly even if you two didn't knew each other but they didn't approached you

⊱ unless you noticed them, then they did just to tell you that they think they're pretty so you won't think they're secretly making fun of that

⊱ they also like to stare into your eyes but not for too long or too often and they don't make cheesy comment but smile and giggle instead

⊱ your heterochromia definitely makes it harder to pick outfit that matches perfectly for you but they also think it makes outfits look even more interesting so they absolutely love them!

⊱ so when they hear that someone maked fun of you for that, they have 3 feelings: confusion - because how can someone not notice how pretty they are?!!, sadness - because they can see how this unwelcomed comment made you feel, and anger - because how someone could insult their lover?!

⊱ they're also not the type to physically hurt someone but they surely won't mind ruining their reputation a little

⊱ and trust me when I say they're good at ruining someone's reputation in real life and even better in online if they put their heart into it

⊱ and once the person who made fun of you is no longer a danger, your lover act like nothing ever happened...

"Oh yeah! I heard some rumors about them! Strange, isn't it? Maybe that's why they were mean to you because they had their own problems! Of course it's not an excuse but I'm glad it's finally over~!"

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[dearhargrove]

So never done this before lol, but i was wondering if you could do a Billy H (from stranger things) X Reader. Where readers parents are abusive and find out she's bisexual (maybe b/c someone told them, idk) and she goes to Billy, since their dating and he already new about it, for comfort. And its all fluff??

𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔶: (request)

ʙɪʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ x ғ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

𝔱𝔴'𝔰: bad parents

𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱: 1303

𝔞/𝔫: I was a little nervous writing this (still am posting this) as I'm not bi and wasnt sure how far i could go. Anyway, I hope this is appropriate (as appropriate as it can be :') ) and you, @loverofthings2425, enjoy this! Also, I know it's super fucking late and I do know there's nothing to excuse this. Apart from that, Google Docs is giving me trouble (nothing is synchronizing anymore... Whatever the fuck that means). Excuse this super late update. Love y'all and please forgive me <3

not proof read. I'm sorry.

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Wiping your tears you leave your house, walking quick enough for it to be considered rushing.

After a lot of convincing from both Billy and your best friend Robin, you'd come to the conclusion to tell your parents about you being bisexual. They knew this possibly wouldn't end well, but better than sneaking around, right?

You had hidden it for a long time as it wasn't really welcome in this society - especially in a small town like Hawkins - so you stuck to hiding it. After about three months Robin and you got closer than ever and she told you about herself. It came only as a slight shock if you thought of all the times she brutally shot down any boy that came close.

She was also the one that helped you figure yourself out. When you started dating Billy it was clear to you (and Robin) that you'd never tell him. You did think it'd be unfair as he was your boyfriend and should know something important like that, but he was still... Billy. And Billy was the last person you'd want to know.

Maybe that should've stopped you from committing and entering this relationship. You're glad it didn't though, because half a year into it and he knows. It was a long evening, both of you left tired from dinner with your family.

When you watched the way he talked about you, looked at you or simply interacted you realized something. There was a huge misconception surrounding Billy Hargrove. Yes, he was rough. He wasn't someone you should mess with or on whose bad side you should get. But he wasn't all that tough when he trusted someone.

So, when he started realizing you wouldn't leave or betray him, he really started being himself. He would let you brush his hair - even braid it sometimes if you're pushing it - and was simply... soft around you.

So soft and lovable that you told him. He was quiet at first, after all this didn't just happen all the time and his girlfriend was also... attracted to girls?

He was a bit suspicious of your friendship with Robin afterwards, but you were quick to knock some sense into him because yes, she's cute but never in that way.

Which cued all his jokes about liking the same stuff and that you shouldn't even be that repulsed from his... special magazines.

All in all it had gone great and you loved him even more after.

Maybe you shouldn't have thought it'd apply to your parents too, besides all the shit they've done to you all your life. They weren't as bad as Billy's dad, but definitely found fun in throwing insults your way or making you duck several empty bottles or cans.

Which led you to now, crying in your car while driving over the speed limit at nearly nine at night on a saturday. It had, despite your hopes, gone horrible. Your parents didn't believe you at first - tried making sense of what you were saying, that you were dating Billy and that what you were saying wasn't possible.

When you kept insisting they just stood there, shocked for a few seconds. That's when the yelling began. They were mad that you "chose" to be like that, etcetera. When it had gotten too much, you walked out.

You could go to Robin, she'd understand you after all, but Billy was just a tad bit more the comfort you were leaning towards right now.

Parking your car down the street in a small space engulfed by some trees you exited and breathed in deep - you couldn't make any noise at his now, so you needed to stop crying.

While walking over you made sure to make it seem as if you're walking past his house - so if his dad was watching he'd just see you as another passenger.

When you found your usual route you pushed his window open with practiced movements and climbed in, the piece of wood doing as a perfect help to reach.

He was sitting on his bed, leaning against his headboard while holding a cassette in his hands. The tape on the inside had shriveled up and he was frustratedly picking at it.

You smiled at the sight of him, his curly hair framing his face in the most beautiful way, and his lips slightly parted from looking down.

His tank top on the other hand made his biceps bulge even more and you sheepishly looked away. He hasn't noticed your presence yet, still focused on the small piece of plastic in his hands.

"Baby," you say and hope your voice doesn't sound as shaky to him as it does to you. He flinches a little before realizing it's you and lays the tape aside. He calls your name, a little confused at you being there. Usually you'd call before coming, making sure he wasn't in a situation with his dad.

"What are you doing here?" He asks again, but opens his arms for you nonetheless. "I told them," you grunt as you fall into his arms, shoes discarded under his bed and keys on his nightstand. He stays silent for a second before sighing and raking a hand down your back. "Didn't go well, I take?" You nod and he mumbles something under his breath before pulling you next to him in his bed.

It smelled of cigarettes and his perfume, comforting. "Started yelling at me about how it wasn't real and I was just trying to make them mad and shit," you explain while he adjusts the blanket around your shoulders. He barely had any blanket to himself, but he also runs incredibly hot, so he stuck to sleeping without being cocooned in a blanket most of the time anyway.

"Ah," he says before throwing a shoe at the lightswitch and effectively turning the light off. You send him a disapproving glare before sulking again. "So unnecessary, too. Anyway, I thought I'd stay here for the night and then with Robin until they cool off," you explain while wiggling into his arms. He chuckles and pats your head before inhaling slowly. "You know parents suck. Especially ours. But it's whatever because in a while we're outta here."

It started as a joke on your part - leaving after graduation and going back to California. Both your parents were shit and nothing big could be achieved in this small town either.

But that's where the plans were stuck. You had seen it in the way he hesitated; that he didn't want to leave Max alone. Which is why it was almost entirely hypothetical when you were talking about it.

"Hm," you hum and lean against his chest. "Just glad you're with me."

He scoffs and slaps your shoulder lightly - 'lightly' in his book. He was too strong for this shit - and you slap his arm, too, "Stop saying that like I'm gonna leave any second. Fucking trust me, babe."

He sounded annoyed and you laughed but nodded, "Sure."

He sighed but leaned more against you, chin on your forehead. "We'll figure this out, yeah? Just go to sleep now," he pauses and you can feel him planning another comment, "Unless you wanna do something else~" he smirks.

"Billy." You sternly say and he just chuckles amusedly before settling back down. "I'm serious though, you've left me hanging for a week now and it's not funny anymore," with that the serious tension faded and you giggled happily while he keeps his look serious but whiny.

This was the reason for you to keep going no matter how much your parents disapproved.

[toxicanonymity]

FAQ

Brothel HCs by @scratchietella 💖

toxic note bc I know someone will ask lol: after vampire!Joel dragged his coffin to slasher's camper, he couldn't fit it inside, so he has it under the camper's pop-out sunshade thing. some of the guys feel bad for him. raider and night walks (perhaps the buffest joels) help him move it onto the screened-in porch 🥹. vampire loves the porch, loved the camper too.

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1.2k, my fave parts in pink 💕

scratchietella said:

the joel!big brother house thingy u do for fun. imagine just plopping a reader in the middle of that. like she just randomly wakes up in the living room one day and she’s a nondescript reader (like she’s not from any of their specific universes or maybe she’s the same reader that’s in all of them, she’s just Reader™️)

debating between what their reactions would be, especially if reader does lean towards more of a reserved/polite/shy/quieter side naturally. stepdad probably makes her a very elaborate, filling breakfast, wants her to sit at the breakfast bar with him and make himself her favourite and endear her to him with his mad cooking skills (especially cus he’s in the dog house).  raider joel .. hmm.. reader can be a possessive little thing in all universes, so he knows if he gives her special attention she’ll likely begin to want it more and more and enjoy it. he doesn’t really know how to go about it in a non-apocalypse situation - he just knows that he doesn’t want any other joel even looking at her, ironically.

maybe night walks Joel is that one annoying little shit that puts the flirt on full whack. he’s popping up everywhere, liking that he flusters her, even when another Joel (maybe speakeasy/exhibitionist Joel) tells him to back off/tone it down, just to then pipe up himself with a little smile and a comment

vampire Joel <33 sits there with his big baby cow eyes, probably doesn’t say too much. maybe because he seems so regular, reader gravitates towards him more. Lincoln!joel was so sure she’d gravitate toward him, maybe even let herself lounge and snuggle on his lap cus she enjoys that type of thing, like a baby kitten, when one of em proposes a household film night with blankets and snacks, needless to say they all have diff degrees of colourful reactions when reader sits next to the arm of the sofa and vamp joel and even falls asleep cuddled into his side, face between his skin and soft shirt.

time for bed is the worst. so many of em say she can share their bed, either with them in it or with them at the other end of the room on the decently sized ottoman (honestly for some it’s probably the fact that she’d choose them over the others and they’d get to see her all cuddled in his bed like a sleepy little cat, shy thing, probably have to wear their shirt too).

can see this type of reader being a bit more overwhelmed at this scenario tho, like not wanting to offend anyone but wanting to be polite all the same. probably due to being safe when she napped cuddled into vamp Joel, she wants to say that she can go sleep in his bed with him tonight if that’s okay!! however.

if raider joel managed to wrangle her into his bed, he’d do his usual ‘im gonna spoon you so tight I’ll feel like a big safe weighted blanket (totally not for any other reasons at all)’ thing.

if speakeasy joel got her, he’d probably give her the illusion of choice about him getting in with her, but he’d manage to do it. probably simply just say like “kiss” before they sleep, as a Goodnight kiss, trying his luck. his exhibitionist tendencies have been dampened down for the time being, but if another Joel pops his head in to say Goodnight, he’d definitely make a big thing out of being close to reader, maybe throwing her leg over himself

if vamp Joel DID get her, maybe he’d be all “you wanted me? 🥹🥹” like he’d be a bit touched. he’d be the type to scout around to find a particularly soft blanket for you, a TEDDY <33 too, he’d try force himself to sleep elsewhere, but he’d want to protect you from any other Joel interference, so he’d stay at the other end of the room. If reader sat next to him and slept during movie time, maybe reader could momentarily overcome her shyness/embarrassment enough to really quietly ask him to please get in bed please

throughout any situation and more, Lincoln joel would be plotting. get her to like him more than any others. maybe he does a few sneak attacks; he doesn’t get her in his room to sleep?? alright then. he’s poking his head around the doorframe making sure to have a ‘conflicted but soft’ look on his face, bringing reader a nice hot chocolate to drink before she goes to sleep, sits on the edge of the bed facing her while she drinks it, kisses her hair before he leaves. maybe does that thing (bad description) where he has a hand stroking her hair, head tilted down looking into her eyes all soft and he says something slightly manipulative before leaving. stepdad Joel would maybe do a similar thing, but he’d try and subtly get you to switch rooms at last minute, or maybe he’d ‘accidentally’ wake you in the middle of the night with some lame excuse, trying to get you to switch over rooms to his instead (god forbid it’s a Joel who has his arms around you, even worse if it’s a character like raider joel, who would be off the scales pissed, it’d probably cause a big divide in the household)

also, i can see a couple of Joel’s (in their own specific ways) also offer help with bathtime prior to bedtime?? like raider joel would bring it up like it’s expected and non negotiable in a way (could see a lot of his tendencies transferring over into a Harder!But!Still!Soft!Just!Strict! Dom), and readers all blushy n panicked cus what does he mean he wants to run me a bath and wash my body with this scent and brush my wet hair and dress me in pajamas after??????. lincoln joel/stepdad could bring it up as an option to ‘help relax and soothe’ before bedtime, cus they all know she’s a bit nervy and quiet and uncomfy in a way, and they’d wanna light a cute candle and lather her in a sweet shower gel etcetc, except Lincoln joel would try and edge it a bit more into getting in as well.

stepdad Joel is trying to make a very very good impression tonight, offering to put readers post-bath-wet hair into two braids when she sits cross cross apple sauce infront of the sofa so it doesn’t go wild when she’s asleep

god forbid reader does any actions they could see as extremely endearing, like rubbing her eyes, or clutching a teddy one of em gave her to try get in her good graces.

(This sounds kinda like I’m trying to make a little!reader or something like that, to clarify, im not! It’s just little things that I personally find comforting for myself, and in the current state, i feel like many Joel’s would be over compensating and trying very hard, overboard almost, especially for a reader with a more reserved personality. Also, if I missed any types of Joel out I didn’t mean to lol, this was all off the top of my head <33)

[silkjade]

jade, i— your post… i'm speechless… but i'm leaving my first spicy ask here in your inbox. you were supposed to be better than this, not giving into the ratio & alhaitham obsession… anyway 🤭

would you be so kind as to tell me more about their dynamic with you in between them? how would they treat you? how would you treat them? how would they stand each other's presence (if not being too busy competing which one of them can make you feel better)? (ㅅ´ ˘ `) ♡

I KNOWWWW OMG I KEEP SAYING THAT I DON'T LIKE RATIO HE IS SOOOO ANNOYING !!!!! but... but... i m waving a white flag, i m weak to his terribly annoying charms (இ﹏இ`｡) are u speechless in a good way or a bad way ahhhhahahahaha

is it terrible of me to say i want them to be mean like idk idk i'm humbling myself typing all this out but like ok normally i'm a praise girlie but dr. veritas ratio throws the entire equation out ! of ! balance ! becus ! i think ratio is soooo annoying 'n there is a not-so-charming back and forth that alhaitham does not rlly appreciate becus fun fact: just like in my ss lore, i actually did used to find alhaitham annoying too LOL so perhaps he is a little jealous cus who's this loser know-it-all coming in & inadvertently stealing all my attention like that so um.... they start off competitive but realize they have common ground conducting an experiment... becus perhaps ratio, w all his doctoral degrees, has procured an aphrodisiac and.... something something let's see how many times she can cum before passing out or whateva um i mean what

okie um.. n'sfw ramblings below the cut ໒꒰ྀི ∩ ⸝⸝ ∩ ꒱ྀིა

i think they’d get a kick out of seeing me even more flustered than usual and would be mean becus cuteness aggression……. cockwarming alhaitham while ratio makes me read his book aloud, only letting things progress if i can perfectly make it through this page… but iz hard ‘specially when haitham bucks up just for lolz so ratio must take it upon himself to educate this silly girl who— what ? can’t even give a proper blowjob ? rolling his eyes cus ugh alhaitham definitely spoils me too much so allow him teach me then … & i m suuuch a ppl pleaser, so i try my vry best, not that he gives me much of a choice anyway <.< and then they switch cus i must treat haitham too ! + ‘practice makes perfect’ or whateva

and neither of them let me cum, albeit for diff reasons: one is a bit irked at how eager i m to please someone else, whilst the other doesn’t think i deserve to just yet T^T begging ‘n begging ‘n begging until fine ! u will cum ‘n cum ‘n cum ‘n ( bye bye bye bye bye don’t look at me) ANYWAYS permission to not think — wanna be a dumb dollie between two jock nerds, just here to look pretty ‘n be folded every which way til tummie iz full of cummiez aha >.<

AND THE AFTERCARE MUST BE SUPER NICE CUS I LET THEM BE SUPER MEAN ໒꒰ྀི -᷅ ⤙ -᷄ ꒱ྀི১ better be carried into a steaming hot bath and praised to high heaven uwahhhhh

[quitealotofsodapop]

Slow boiled egg au has a lot of potential. This particular skit takes place s4

MK: We gotta rescue Yubei!

Jade-faced, Wukong, Macaque: give it a few hours

Pigsy: aren't you worried about your kid!?

Jade-Faced: oh you sweet summer child...

Macaque: one thing to know about babies

Wukong: no matter how many toys you give them, what they love most is something they can hold and chew

Everyone, gets the message: ohhh...

Referencing this near the end with S4 "Slow boiled egg au".

I adore the thought of Jade Faced still being the Ultimate Single Auntie in the other aus, like how I plan to write her for TMKATI au XD

Fox kits irl play-fight super aggressively, to the point that it resembles a murder scene. Its cus they need to train for hunting things roughly the same size as them (rabbits, groundhogs etc) and they scream a lot.

Makes the sibling fights Jin and Yin get into make more sense - seeing how their mother in Jttw is the Jiǔw��ihúlí/Nine-tailed Vixen. They're both half fox.

Jade Faced is the auntie to many little kits, and she knows how aggro they can be to just their siblings. Throw a furry squeaky toy in there and watch the carnage unfold.

And ofc baby monkeys do love things they can chew on. Combine that with "is literally the child of SWK" and you got a ticking toddler-time-bomb of boredom.

Shadowpeach + Jade Faced see the aftermath of what Yuebei does to the Brotherhood and just grin knowingly.

Peng & Azure: *have been beaten to broken pulps on the Jade Palace's throne room floor* Macaque, picking up Yuebei + trying to supress his laughter: "Aww. Did my little moonlily want to play with the big kitty and birdie? Were they fun chew toys?" Yuebei: *delighted giggling, exposing her big milk fangs* Wukong, secretly proud: "Wait... wheres Yellowtusk?" Yellowtusk, wisely standing aside: "I made the decision that the little one was owed some recreation for all the trouble we've caused her." Jade Faced, knowing smirk: "You set her loose on them, didn't you?" Yellowtusk, hidden smile: "It seemed to be the smartest decision at the time. Given that Azure clearly needed some sense knocked into him." Yuebei: *playfully tugs on Yellowtusk's trunk so hard he almost falls forward* Yellowtusk, truck still in the baby's grip: "And I was already privy to the little one's strength."

Little Yuebei has an unfortunate habit of being a little too rough with her toys after all.

[vainvenus]

⌲;꒰ I loathe you. ꒱

Pairing(s): Bruce Yamada x Male!Reader

12 Days Of Christmas Prompt: Hot Chocolate

Summary: After having to play a game in the cold you're left stranded until Bruce's mom offers you a ride and hot coco, and how could you turn that down?

Includings: Rivals to lovers, mutual pinning, playful rivalry/flirting, eventual confession, super duper fluffy, I know nothing abt baseball!!

An: This barley has anything abt hot chocolate but I can't believe I haven't wrote for Bruce yet, sorry yall 😭

@finneysbaseball @misalemon1 @nzlikestea @go-on-and-kiss-the-girl @thelorewitch @@iluvblueberrymuffinz

Even on one of the coldest days in Denver there was still a baseball game going on.

Sure, the uniforms were altered a bit having the players wear long sleeves under their uniform shirts instead but other than that they were freezing and just ready for the game to be over.

You were up to pitch against Bruce Yamada, someone you had grown to know very well from past games, even getting to talk with him outside of the sport.

The two of you had a weird friendship if you would even call it that, always taunting the other during the game just to throw them off, giving slick comments to the other as the teams switched sides, playful pushes or particularly aggressive throws. It was all in good fun.

"Throw a good one this time, [L/n]!" He shouted and you rolled your eyes, chuckling under your breath.

"I'll throw you a good one, Yamada. Just make sure to actually hit it this time, yeah?"

The two of you stared at each other before you inhaled softly and stepped back a bit before you threw the ball.

The umpire caught it as Bruce swung a second too late and you smiled smugly.

"Thought you said you were gonna hit it?" You asked, catching the ball back as Bruce shrugged his shoulders.

"I will."

"Then do it."

You threw the ball back and yet again the umpire caught it while Bruce was getting a bit frustrated, a small pout on his face as it started to scrunch up.

"Is it cus' of the snow or are you getting a little mad over there, Yamada?" You teased, drawling out the last few letters of his name and he had shot you a glare before he tapped the bat against the snow covered matt.

You took in a deep breath and threw the ball once more but this time it was followed by the sound of the ball hitting the bat and you quickly snapped your head back to follow the ball.

Your teammate had went to catch it but there was no point since it went over the gate, a home run.

You rolled your eyes trying not to flip Bruce off as he was cockily making his way around the bases, shooting you one of the smuggest smirks ever as he did so.

♡

"Good game, Yamada. But I hope you know we're kickin' your asses next time." You said, keeping a small yet tight grip on his hand as you shook it.

"Oh we'll see about that, [L/n]. Good game."

The teams had parted ways, most kids getting into the warm cars of their parents as they were waiting for them so they wouldn't be left out in the cold for long.

You on the other hand weren't really in a lucky situation, your mother was stuck at work longer than you intended so you were going to be stuck out there for who knows how long.

You pressed you back against the wall as you crossed your arms. You didn't know what to do at the moment since you would usually be able to wait it out but it was pretty cold. You were stuck in your thoughts until a familiar dark blue BMW had pulled up near you.

You glanced up to see Bruce's mom with him in the passenger seat and your brows furrowed in confusion as his mother rolled the window down.

"Is your mom here, sweetheart?"

You gave her a small smile as you shook your head "Afraid not. She might be a while, with work and everything."

She flashed you a bright smile "Well, your welcome to stay over at ours until she can pick you up. Wouldn't want you to catch a cold."

"Thank you, Mrs.Yamada, but I wouldn't want to intrude." You said, wondering if you could just walk to a gas station close by but it seemed like Bruce's mom wasn't taking no for an answer.

"Oh please, get in the car. You're not intruding in anyway."

You had opened your mouth to protest once more but she had cut you off "And I'll even make hot chocolate for both of you and cookies! How does that sound?"

Now how were you supposed to turn down a sweet deal like that? She had bribed you as easily as that since not even a second later you were in the backseat.

"Thank you, Mrs.Yamada." You said as you were putting on you seatbelt and laying back, enjoying the feeling of the warm a.c in contrast to the freezing weather outside.

"Oh don't thank me, it was Bruce's idea first."

You glanced over at him and he seemed to be avoiding eye contact with you. "Oh? Well, thanks Brucey."

"Do not call me that." He said, turning back to look at you and you tilted your head as the shit-eating grin you had only grew.

"Or what?"

"Or I'll-" He paused, glancing back at his mom who was giving small glances to him before back to the road.

He mumbled something under his breath before he tuned back around and crossed his arms over his chest.

♡

You let out a content sigh as you entered the Yamada's house, it was automatically warm as soon as you stepped in and you stood there for a moment until you were shoved further in her house.

"Ow! Watch it!" You grimaced and he rolled his eyes, shutting the door. "Well then hurry up next time, it's freezing cold and you're just letting in all the old air!"

You had shoved him back and he would've bumped into the door if he hadn't kept himself grounded.

"Doesn't mean you get to shove me!"

"It literally does!"

"Boys! Boys! Enough arguing, what is the matter with the two of you? You two know how to get along. Why can't you?" Mrs.Yamada questioned from the kitchen, shaking her head in disappointment.

"He's always starting it!" You two said in unison, sharing a look at each other before looking back at his mom in the kitchen.

"Bruce, take [Y/n] up to your room while I make your drinks and food. I'll call your mom and tell her you'll be here, okay, [Y/n]?"

You had nodded, following Bruce up the stairs to his room. You looked at the pictures on the wall, pictures of Bruce when he was younger and some where he was really young, like one year old young and you couldn't help but smile a little bit.

As Bruce walked you to his room, your eyes scanned around it and it was pretty typical for someone like him. It was pretty neat with his bed all made and nothing scattered on the floor, he had a bunch of baseball posters all over the wall and a desk in the corner for studying.

Bruce kicked off his shoes and took a seat on his bed, staring at you with furrowed brows as if he were trying to figure something out.

As you were taking off your shoes and placing them next to his, you had glanced back at him "Take a picture, it'll last longer."

"Shut up." He replied, tossing a pillow at you which you had caught with a chuckle.

You held the pillow, messing with it when you had flipped on the empty space next to him. "Hey, Brucey, Ive got a question."

He punched you in the arm, a little harsher than you had expected and you sucked your teeth in, rubbing where he had punched you. "Ow!"

"I told you not to call me that." He laid back down, staring up at the ceiling. "Whats your question, though?"

"Why'd you ask for your mom to pick me up? I mean, I know you don't hate me, but it's just a little off."

There was a long pause when you had asked that. The room filling with an almost awkward silence before Bruce had started to get out a response.

"Well...uhm...it was just out of niceness. I didn't want you staying out in the cold and then you would've gotten sick and then who am I gonna play against, huh?'"

A smirk started to grow onto your face as you sat up, turning your head to the other boy "So what you're saying is that you care about me and would've missed me if I got sick?"

Bruce's cheeks were starting to heat up and he quickly sat up, shooting a glare at you "That's not what I said at all!"

"That's technically what you said!"

"No its not, you're twisting my words you conceded ass-"

"Boys! Hot coco and cookies are ready!"

And with those few words your little feud had died down, the two of you racing down the stairs to try and get to the kitchen first and Bruce would've pushed you down them if he didn't want his mom to get upset with him.

"Thank you Mrs.Yamada/Mom!"

You both chimed, taking a bit out of the chocolate chip cookies and both letting out satisfied noises. They were just perfect, no surprise there since almost everyone in that small town knew she was an amazing baker.

The hot chocolate had whipped cream and sprinkles on top drizzled with chocolate and caramel drizzle and those vanilla cream sticks place inside of it.

"Why don't you two take your drinks and cookies into the living room and watch a movie, hm? Be careful not to spill any." She said an the two of you nodded, bringing your things into the living room and setting them down before plopping onto the couch.

Bruce grabbed his cup, sipping on it as he watched you pick up the remote, turning on the TV and flipping through the channels and using the other to drink from the Christmas themed mug.

"This is amazing, your mom wouldn't mind if I moved in, would she?" You asked between sips, almost downing the whole cup at this point even though it was still hot.

"I would mind." Bruce said, taking a sip from his drink and you rolled your eyes, turning your attention back to the remote. "What do you wanna watch? There's probably a bunch of Christmas movies on."

He pulled his cup from his face, licking the whipped cream from his top lip. "Uhh, how about one of those creepy claymation Christmas movies?"

You nodded but before you changed the channel you had looked back to Bruce "Uh.. you've got a little..." You pointed to your own cheek, wiping at it and he copied and you had shook your head.

"No- here, let me." You had set the remote down, leaning closer to his face as you had rubbed the whipped cream from his cheek and Bruce stared up at you and feeling his breath hitch before his shoulders started rising and he could practically hear his heart beating against his ribcage.

He felt your thumb rub across his cheek and he pressed himself further into the couch, swallowing that lump in his throat while hoping you weren't noticing how his cheeks were growing red.

"There. God you're such a slob." You said with a chuckle, still looming above him and before he even knew what he was saying the words had slipped from his mouth.

"I like you.."

And then it felt like everything paused. The tv felt drowned out from everything else as he looked at your expression. You were no longer smiling but you didn't seem disgusted or angry with him just kind of shocked from how high your eyebrows were raised and the way your jaw dropped a bit.

"Wait- are you...are you serious? Like you're not playing around?"

He had slowly nodded his head, sitting up as he watched your face change from shock to slight confusion and he found himself growing nervous from your silence.

"Say something.....anything."

"Wow."

"That's it?! Just wow?!"

"Well, the boy I've had a crush on for three years just said he likes me, so I'm trying to take it in."

Bruce had nodded, leaning back against the couch as he avoided eye contact with you but then his brows had furrowed and it was a surprise he didn't get whiplash from how fast he turned his head.

"You've had a crush on me for three years?!"

You took a sip from your drink, wiping the whip cream from your lips as you took a bite from the vanilla cream stick, nodding at the boy.

Bruce pushed you and you had started laughing while he started to punch at your arm "Why didn't you tell me?!"

You had pushed his hands away as he was punching at them. "You were always talking with Donna-"

"About you! I would be talking about you!"

"How was I supposed to know that?! You didn't exactly show any signs you were interested in me in that type of way."

"I didn't even know if you liked boys plus you didn't exactly show any signs either." You replied, taking one of the cookies from the plate an taking a bite.

Bruce bit on the inside of his cheek then picking up his cup, taking a sip from it as his eyes glanced from the tv before back to you. "So what does that make us now?"

"Boyfriends if you want."

He smiled, leaning on your shoulder and placing a quick kiss on your cheek before nuzzling back against you.

"I'd like that.."