#I’m honestly so down to spill all my hc on these guys

[mittos]

I know Christmas passed but I haven’t stopped thinking about Bernard and Curtis! I had hc that Curtis views Bernard as a big brother and really looks up to him :)

[k0yaz]

I loved your parent Arle headcanons ahh <33

May I request something similar but instead it’s oneshot Arle finding out fem reader is pregnant? I was thinking reader is a harbinger too and they both find out together while on a mission in another nation but it’s up to you !

with you.

Pairings: arlecchino x fem!reader

CW: sfw, moderately but also slightly suggestive, female reader, pregnant reader, arle referred to as husband, wlw, GIRLS KISSING OH MY GOD?? it’s their biological child bro don’t even ask how don’t ask and just hc whatever u want there’s like baby magic, arle’s real name mentioned blah blah yk this, harbinger reader, mention of sex, fluff, lazy writing toward the end, not proofread.

A/N: I want to write so badly but my homework says no anyway guys my brain loves cooking so much omg also my tea tastes EXTRA good today—update the second half was done the next day I have no tea :(…actually I’m just too lazy to get the giant jug out of the fridge and I’m finishing this so I can go get bubble tea instead lol🕯️

Heaps of fluffed blankets bunched up at the edge of the bed, messily piled below yours and Arlecchino’s feet. Her hand was draped over your loosely covered shoulder, the black gradient trailing up her arms contrasting with your skin dimly brightened by the illuminating candle filling the room. Small shivers surged through every vein of your body as you slumbered, stomach churning as you felt your muscles tense roughly even in your sleep. Arlecchino carefully blinked one eye open, her cross marked eyes eyeing your scrunched up expression of discomfort.

Soft fabric of your undershirt brushed along your shoulder decorated with goosebumps blistered across your skin, the shoulder strap of your undershirt sliding a bit lower past your shoulder as her hand brushed up and down to ridge along the blooming bumps decorating your skin. The constant jabs continued to rack your body over and over, a swelling ache seeming to stiffen every joint in your body and making you stir in your curled fetal position. Hunching your shoulders, you rolled over onto your side once more, the tip of your nose lightly grazing Arlecchino’s neck.

Honestly, couldn’t even think up a single reason why your body continuously harbored a pang of soreness spread through every small compartment of your body. It had initially crept in as a few light cramps, starting off bearable and only irritating you every now and then. Musing all the possibilities, you shrugged off the periodic stings stabbing at your abdomen as muscle cramps or mild injuries from your mission. After all, mild injuries weren’t anything of concern to a harbinger of your status.

Ever since you had been dispatched on a mission along with the Knave, or rather your dear husband Arlecchino, everything had gone smoothly up until the present. The two of you had carried out the Tsaritsa’s orders accordingly, and found a lavish inn to stay the night at in order to replenish your strength. Golden light shadowed across the hall endlessly, the bright glows of the looming chandelier swinging back and forth carefully above your head gave quite the nice impression of the inn the two of you had come across. After all, you deserved a nice, opulent stay for a night after getting through a tedious mission around the outskirts of Snezhnaya.

Even now as you looked back on it, the receptionist’s expression didn’t make much sense as she slid a polished room key across the wooden table in your direction, the quiet grate of steel on wood bristling across the wood in sync with her morphed smirk. You simply exchanged confused glances with Arlecchino, who was equally puzzled with the receptionist’s words of: “I wonder if the Fatui shake entire rooms…have fun in there!”

Of course you could shake entire rooms, you had one of the highest rankings that any member of the Fatui could bear.

You and Arlecchino stepped foot into the warmly lit room, a comfortable bed with draped silk covers spilling off the sides situated square in the middle along with a spruce bedside table and porcelain decorations standing proud on the other desk tables across the room. Sure enough, the lighting clearly wasn’t the only thing in the room that was warm. Your body was suddenly flooded with an unshakable heat, raising the temperature of your neckline as pores of sweat accumulated at the base of your neck. The faint scent of jasmine grazing your nostrils was too strong to ignore, enveloping you in a sense of fervor and mild passion. And surely enough, Arlecchino was affected too.

The next thing you knew, the two of you basked in the dimmed lights and gentle air tickling your skin within the cold darkness, movements intensifying as you took in each other’s unclothed form. Arlecchino clawed at your side with each breath you drew in, nails raking along your plush hips as the two of you were lost in the thick heat clouding the atmosphere around the two of you.

By the next morning, you both continued with your day, heading back to the Fatui’s headquarters as if this was a normal occurrence between you two. Upon creaking open the heavy doors to the Tsaritsa’s well furnished chambers, you and Arlecchino had knelt before the Cryo Archon, the black fluff of the coat’s neckline feathering against your cheek with each sway of wind slipping in through the small crack of the opened window.

A near frustrated groan came dangerously close to pushing past your lips as the Tsaritsa commanded a mission for the two of you once more, ordering you both to take care of matters somewhere around Fontaine once again. Of course, you two couldn’t deny a mission from the Cryo Archon. It was significantly less tedious compared to the one you had just returned from, so why not?

However, as you and Arlecchino wavered through the sea parting the way to Fontaine, you couldn’t shake off a gnawing sense of nausea clawing at your belly as the ship rocked along the currents. A few droplets of ocean water trickled onto the ship, the clear liquid stilled on the edge of the boat as it seemed to glare at you despite being a mere inanimate state of matter. Your mind couldn’t help but race with unnerving possibilities shrieking like a parasitic voice thickly buzzing around your skull. You had clearly never felt so agitated before, nor paranoid over seemingly nothing.

“(Name). Seriously, are you alright?”

Ah. Peruere’s firm, yet collected tone always washed a sweet comfort over you. Especially when she seemingly showed concern over your well being.

You simply nodded, palm running along your side in circular motions as a way to soothe the throbbing pain which thankfully subsided a few solid moments later. By the time you were already in Fontaine, the pain was almost always present. You began vomiting quite frequently, often removing yourself from diplomatic relations to go throw up somewhere else. If not that, then you sure as hell were drowsy 24/7, feeling like you were about to break and collapse onto the earth at any moment.

In this very moment as you huddled into Arlecchino’s neck, you drew in a sharp breath quickly as your hand rested atop hers, which was currently thumbing at the strap of your undershirt. Her sweet scent momentarily distracted you from the ache in your stomach growing to pester you every moment of the day? Sure, they stopped, but it felt as if something was landing blows on your gut from the inside, kicking vigorously at your swollen stomach. Thankfully, Arlecchino finally arose beside you, her body tilted forward as she sat upright groggily. The soft hue of the dimmed lights warmed the tone of your face, your drained expression on full view for her to see.

She simply quirked an eyebrow in concern. She was aware you could handle yourself, yet your fatigued form couldn’t help but fill her with a sense of worry upon seeing you stir in supposed pain. The past week had plagued her mind with constant anticipation and uncertainty about you, wondering if she should contact the doctor situated not too far from your accommodations in Fontaine’s main city.

“About 3 weeks, Miss (Name).” The doctor replied, pressing his forefinger down onto the middle of his glasses to lower them as his eyes glided along the scribbled paperwork in his hand. You blinked in surprise, hand resting on your own thigh as an awkward silence fogged the room for what felt like centuries. Carefully, you rose to your feet as to not exert yourself too much, before delivering a thankful wave to the doctor who examined you. Swallowing down the nervous rise piling in your chest, you creaked the door open to exit the office, mind racing with what Arlecchino’s reaction would be.

Would she be happy? Upset? What if she isn’t ready to have any children with you in particular? Would she feel tied down?

The pestering questions continued to eat away at you as you slowly paced to your quarters, growingly anxious about how she would react to such major information being dropped onto her. You simply shook your head as you reached the foot of your shared room, shaky hand resting upon the doorknob. It didn’t matter how she reacted. You were 3 weeks pregnant and that was for sure, it was just a matter of what the two of you would agree to do.

As you turned the doorknob with a soft click, creaking open the door, your body suddenly felt heavy and sluggish. Each trudge forward felt like you were opposing gravity when you set your foot down in a single step. Arlecchino was situated on the bed, sitting on the edge as she remained lost in thought while tracing her own cursed hands. She didn’t take long to notice you, and her head snapped up to meet your gaze once she caught sight of your form standing at the corner of the wall.

“Ah. Love. How did the visit go?” She inquired, her voice gentle and soothing. You felt frozen in your spot, staring at her like an unmoving stone statue as your fists opened and closed slowly. By this point, your hands piled up a small amount of sweat between them as you clasped your fingers close, breaths coming out slowly in your perception.

“Arle, I’m pregnant.”

The atmosphere of the room was stunned just as silent as it was when the doctor revealed the same information to you, your anticipation growing as Arlecchino stood up and started walking toward you. You began fidgeting with your own hands, thumbs slipping against each other as her tall stature slowly drew closer and closer to you. Within seconds, she was right in front of you, hands raising to rest onto your shoulders gently.

“What do you want to do with the child, my love?”

You found yourself almost immediately relaxing, tense muscles resting upon hearing her sweet tone brushing against your ears. It was as if the world around you slowly cleared your vision, alluring you into Arlecchino’s arms as she wrapped you into a soft hug. Her blackened hands pressed along your back in circular motions, massaging you comfortingly as her lips ghosted over the shell of your ear.

“I…was thinking of keeping it.”

Arlecchino simply smiled, a rare occurrence that crossed upon her expression…unless she was with you. Her arms hemmed around your waist carefully, drawing you in against her chest as she rested her chin onto the top of your head. She simply let out a quiet hum in response, closing her eyes to rest against you. You followed suit, closing your own eyes slowly as you relaxed in Arlecchino’s grip.

“Very well. We’ll finally be able to be at peace together.”

A/N: I am sorry BUR IM SO SKEEPY RN IM NOT GONNA BOTHER ANYMORE WITH THE END IM SORRY

[obsessedwithtoomanythings]

Sweet Tooth (NSFW)

Pairing: Leon Kennedy x Reader

Warnings: smut, dirty talk, he absolutely is all over her, jokes about breeding and pregnancy, talk of oral (f receiving), Leon’s fingers go places, swearing probably.

Words: 530 (v short, I just wanted to get SOMETHING out for you guys)

A/N: So I saw these Eating HCs today for Leon from @ichigo-dream and I was obsessed. I didn’t have a whole lot of time as most of my writing power has been dedicated to 3 fics I am SO excited about; but yeah! A lil something!

Also my requests are open, it may just take some time for me to get to things! ❤️

*gif not mine. Found on Tenor*

Days like these? These are the best kinds of days. Leon’s home, wrapped up in some kind of paperwork on the couch, but he’s home. I pull the tray of cupcakes out of the oven, dreading frosting them for this stupid party my cousin was hosting. Thankfully, I don’t have to stay at said party, but having to make 4 dozen cupcakes all within a few hours is frustrating to say the least.

“Ah no!” I yell as I turn to see Leon eyeballing one of the cupcakes. “Absolutely not!”

“Why? Just one?” He pleads, a slight pout on his gorgeous features and I roll my eyes.

“Sorry babe, but I am only making enough to send with Kim.” It may have been a bit mean to only make enough for what she needs, knowing about the agent’s overwhelming sweet tooth, but it honestly slipped my mind when I started them this morning. I turn to grab the piping bag when I hear a low whistle from Leon. “What’s up, agent?”

“I didn’t know you owned shorts like that.” When I finally look back over my shoulder, his blue eyes are locked on my ass, the bottoms of my cheeks spilling out of the bottom.

“They’re just at-home-shorts. Not like I wear them anywhere.” Do not tell him what your best friend dubbed these shorts. I begin piping green frosting onto the soft cake, but as soon as I lift the tool away, a hand slaps quickly over my ass and I gasp. Leon’s strong arms wrap around my waist, tugging me against what I can tell is a speedily rising erection.

“You gotta change outta those shorts, Princess, or they’ll be around your ankles by lunch.” His husky tone sends a chill down my spine as my back arches on it’s own accord, his hot breath tickling my ear.

“Don’t you have work to do?” I tease, trying to draw his attention elsewhere.

“I did. But then I smelt something sweet in here that I’m apparently not allowed to have.” Soft lips pepper kisses along the column of my throat before his teeth lightly sink into the flesh. “So I need to find another snack.”

“Leon, baby, I only have a couple more hours to finish these,” I argue, but it’s no use, his fingers sliding into the elastic band of the shorts and pushing them to the ground. Wrapped around my ankles.

“Well, maybe my girl should have thought about that before she went teasing me with these sexy little shorts.” He presses his hand down to cup my sex through my panties before he clearly has a realization. “Wait, are these the shorts your friend called the ‘get me pregnant’ shorts?” My cheeks heat up as two of his fingers rub teasing circles over my clit through my panties.

“It was a joke, babe,” I mutter, head dropping back to rest on his shoulder at the stimulation.

“Well, joke or not, now you have a choice.” Oh god, what is this little shit planning? “You can let me ‘get you pregnant’ or you can let me get my sugar fill by letting me eat this sweet little pussy.”

Fuck. Tough choices.

*****

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Everything: @chaosandbubbles @kassiekolchek22

[lazorbeanz]

Sonamy Headcanons because I’m deprived and extremely delulu 🙃

🩷 Sonic has like- telepathic senses that tell him whenever Amy is in potential danger

“My Amy Senses are tingling..” 🤣

if you’ve watched Barbie Life in the Dreamhouse, you’ll get it lololol

💙 Sonamy road trips roles

Amy: driver, trip organiser, checklists checklist checklists, “DONT EAT THOSE THEY’RE FOR THE TRIP!!”, carpool karaoke *whips out her inner Ariana Grande*, “eughhh Sonic did you fart?!”

Sonic: passenger princess, DJ, snacc provider (and eater), sleeping beauty, “couldn’t we just use my speed to get there?”, argues with the GPS because he knows a faster route (one not requiring the road)

🩷 Sonic and Amy playing table tennis:

Amy: sonic, serve

Sonic: *💁‍♂️🕺*

Amy: no- serve the BALL xD

💙 Person: “are you two dating?”

Sonic and Amy: *while holding hands* “no”

🩷 Though he doesn’t admit it, Sonic also loves his quills massaged. Sometimes when Sonic and Amy are chilling under a tree together, and he ends up dozing off, Amy will rest his head on her lap and stroke her hand through his quills, resulting in a few faint purrs from the hedgehog, which she secretly gushes over about

💙 They could be arguing for 5 minutes straight and after be like:

“I LOVE YOUUUU!!” >:O

“I LOVE YOU TOOOOOO!!!!” >:O

🩷 Amy finds shopping twice as fun with Sonic because he will just sit her in the shopping cart, as they zip up and down the aisles whilst grabbing the items on the list…getting it all done in 2 minutes tops. They call it the Operation: S^2 (Speed Shopping)

💙 Sonic and Amy could already be years into marriage but will still do or say things that’ll make the other flustered, like the times when they were dating.

🩷 Amy knows that if Sonic is being really flirty with her, he usually wants something.

💙 If Sonic and Amy are both sick one day, they will tell off each other, insisting they should be at home resting.

It results in both of them at Amy’s house, snuggled up on the couch binging movies.

🩷 As much as Amy likes sharing the goss with rouge and the girls, there’s nothing like sharing it with her bf because he goes all “omg gurl no wayyy! 💅” or he starts spilling his own tea with her lmao “omg bestie you won’t believe who I saw the other day…”

💙 Sonic plans secret meet ups with Cream, who teaches him how to make her signature flower crowns…he hopes to master it so he can make Amy one, one day…

🩷 (this following hc was an idea from a comic I believe..don’t know who made it but if u do pls let me know for credit purposes ig kajsjwidj)

Amy knows how Sonic can sometimes struggle to speak his feelings and is often an action over words type of guy. So she came up with this thing that anytime Sonic wants to tell Amy he loves her, without verbally saying it, all he needs to do is squeeze her hand 3 times; I. Love. you.

💙 When Amy told Sonic she wanted to go dancing with him, she didn’t expect it to be just dance…anyways she had tons of fun!

🩷 If they have sleepovers, it’s a tradition that they wear matching onesies (guys comment what they should be hehe)

💙 Amy uses Sonic as the makeup tester. He ends up looking ready for the circus afterwards but he honestly doesn’t mind this because he gets tons of kissies when she’s trying out the lipsticks

🩷 Walks along the beach are nice and romantic until Sonic decides to be a lil shh and kick sand in Amy’s shoes *cue her dragging her naughty bf towards the ocean*

💙 Amy’s a sucker for old school romance; love letters, flowers, fancy dates…and Sonic knows this. (Well EVERYONE does actually…) So one day, despite how inexperienced he is in the whole romance department, sets aside time to work on writing a letter, buying flowers and arranging somewhere nice to take Amy out for her to fulfil her romance fantasies. She’ll even get to dress up for this occasion

🩷 Sonic helping out Amy in the kitchen be like:

“A-Amy…I burnt the water…”

“Sonic how TF did you BURN the water?!”

“I DONT KNO-”

💙 Amy is having a downer and is very clingy…so here is Sonic running his gf’s errands, with his gf clinging onto him. People will see this unusual phenomenon and he just gives them all the stare…nothing to see here! I mean it ain’t the first time he’s had to cart a pink hedgehog round the place

🩷 For the longest time, Amy has had a box sitting aside in her closet, containing a new special swim shirt, arm floaties, and a swimming kickboard, for when Sonic decides to finally learn how to swim. She can’t see the day any of the contents will be used but she could only hope.

💙 Sonic keeps an umbrella on standby for future “need to share an umbrella” emergencies

🩷 In the winter, they’re practically inseparable, using each other desperately to warm up. Because of this Tails had to design them jackets with instant heating, but they still end up back together even though they aren’t freezing anymore

[archivesofthevoid]

Hiiii!!

Can I get a friends to lovers scenario with some of the Harry Potter boys (particularly George Weasley and Remus Lupin if you do those two characters ❤️❤️)? Any specifics will do, I’m just a sucker for the trope. Please and Thank you!!!

George Weasley - Friends to Lovers Trope HCs

I know you guys are looking for probably actual writing but right now making bulleted headcanons are just so much easier on me and my melting brain, so for now, take this semi detailed scenario hcs about being friends to lovers with George :))

I'm so sorry I'm advance!! these really are just me rambling about how I think it would go,,, I hope y'all enjoy,,

I promise I'll actually write something better for this soon

•So friends to lovers with the one and only George Weasley. Honestly I see this trope as like,,, you're just best friends with him and he's the one to fall first. And believe me, he falls HARD.

•This man doesn't fall easily for people. At least, not like this. Sure he's had a few fling crushes here and there that he might have hyper fixated on a tiny bit just because he craves the attention. HOWEVER - once he realizes he's falling for his best friend? He's a mess.

•One day he was just listening to you talk to him, Fred, Lee and Angelina and all of a sudden when you laughed about something stupid he said? It made him feel different. It pulled at his heartstrings in the most beautiful way that he was almost sure he imagined it because you never stirred up this reaction out of him before?? So he was very confused.

•No doubt he tried to brush it off but as time went on in the span of the 30 minutes you and everyone else was chatting in the Commons, it dawned on him.

•O h. I'm gaining feelings for my best friend.

•Insert him excusing himself to go do… something else. Probably go try to work on WWW inventions or something. He just needed to take a quick breather and distraction. Everyone thought it was normal but Fred could sense something was off with his twin. So he followed after him? He went to their dorm to see George kind of flustered and freaking out and asked what was wrong.

•Naturally, George is great with words /sar so what ended up coming out of his mouth? Complete gibberish. Fred normally could understand his brother's incessant ramblings but not this time.

•"Woah Georgie, slow down. I can't understand you when you're spilling your words all over the floor like this." He normally would have tried to make light of the situation and he still does. Thankfully, George was able to actually get out what he was trying to say.

•"I think - I think I might be falling for them!"

•Que Fred laughing. Also que George punching him in the arm while yelling "BLOODY HELL FRED THIS ISN'T FUNNY!!!"

•Oh but it is. He knew his brother was rather soft when it came to the mushy feelings of romance, but he didn't think he was this bad.

•So naturally Fred has to talk him through processing these feelings (not that he could really handle his own feelings if he ever liked someone like his twin is currently)

•They're both horrible with their feelings. Despite having a big family, I don't think Molly really was there to help them process their own feelings due to having their younger siblings to take care of. And you know Arthur was always working so it was quite literally just the two of them. Not that they don't appreciate their family but c'mon now.

•ANYWAYS I'm getting off track here. George eventually figures out his feelings and yes, its very apparent he feels something for you.

•So he and Fred try to plan accordingly about how to bring it up to you. But you're so… you. George doesn't want to mess whatever you guys have up.

•I will say however that you've noticed him acting a bit different. So the plan the twins had goes out the window once you confront and ask George about his behavior in the next coming weeks.

•He cracks, because he just can't lie to you! Not when you're looking at him like that. So he ends up spilling a confession of which almost gets missed by how hesitant and quiet he gets.

•Thankfully your ears work (unlike mine lmao) and you take his confession in pride. You tell him you appreciate it (which he swears he's about to be rejected just because of those words alone-) but then you tell him that you'd be willing to try. Because recently you had started to see him in a different light.

•He's ecstatic tbh and SO relieved. Like when I tell you he let out the biggest sigh of relief? I MEAN IT.

•This is how your relationship with him starts. Yeah it's a little messy, but not in a bad way! George has next to no idea what he's doing because he REALLY does care for you and he doesn't want to let you down or hurt you.

•Just be patient with him, okay? I promise he makes it all worth it <33

[amazingmsme]

CINDERELLA’S CASTLE HC TIME AHHHH!!!

- lee!tadius. LEE!TADIUS. someone make that now PLEASE.

- Ella is the textbook definition of a straight down the middle 50/50 switch

- Justine, Lucy, and later down the line Tadius, were able to show Ella that it’s okay to let loose and laugh

- guys. hear me out. so we know how the Prince has a couch for uh… letting himself go for a bit. WHAT IF.. he had a couch that he used when he had pent up energy that he needed to get out through tickles?? (whether that means wrecking Tadius until he’s bored, or forcing Tadius to tickle his energy out of him is up to you)

- look at crumb and tell me he isnt a ticklish little goober. you cant.

- Sir Hop-A-Lot will give Crumb a little poke to the stomach to get him back on focus (when Ella spilled to Crumb where Hop-A-Lot was ticklish, there was no peace ever again)

- when Putrice and Rancilda got their human forms for the first time, they discovered what it was like to be ticklish, and tried to torture each other with it ALL THE TIME (Step mother put an end to that IMMEDIATELY)

THATS ALL I HAVE OFF THE TOP OF MY HEAD RIGHT NOW, ILL DEFINITELY COME UP WITH MORE LATER, AND ESPECIALLY WHEN THE PROSHOT IS OUT

- ☁️

ZKSVSLDBDLSBS THESE ARE SO CUTE I’M DYING!!!

Tadius was honestly one of my faves, he’s so funny & I think he’d be the cutest lee! The Prince totally wrecked him all the time

Ella is literally my sweet angel ok she loves being on the receiving end just as much as she loves dishing it out! She’s so bubbly & cute I just know she’d be so open about how much fun she’s having

Justine & Lucy probably had a whole game they’d play with Ella just to make her even more giggly & excited before they’d strike. & I LOVE the idea of Tadius trying to get her to loosen up once they get to know each other better

I’m dying the Prince would TOTALLY have a couch dedicated to getting his shit absolutely wrecked/wreck someone else. Honestly idk which he’d like more lmao, another true switch

CRUMB WAS SO CUTE I LOVE HIMMM! When he said she could rub his lil pink tummy my heart melted! I know Sir Hop A Lot would use it to tease him all the time, their dynamic was so fun to watch!

I legit LOVED Putrice & Rancilda, they were so funny & they had so many great lines & their physicality was just so lively & fun to watch! They would be so confused but also so excited to use this new torture method on each other. They would probably think it was more fun than they expected & it would piss Stepmother off SOOO MUCH! Just let the troll girls be silly!

Thank you so much for these! I’m in love with this show now, so let me know if y’all have anymore headcanons or a prompt you wanna send my way!

[margeraswrld]

hi hi! could i request a fluffy fic/hcs (you can choose!) with Ryan Dunn where he gets hurt during a stunt and the reader looks after him afterward? You can use she/her pronouns, or keep it gender neutral :)

lovesick, ryan dunn!

a/n - i absolutely love ry so much, and ever since my entire headcannon post for him was deleted ( f u tumblr ) i’ve been wanting to write something else for him, so this is just perfect!

warnings - contains fluff, blood/injury, slight bit of angst but not much, slight drinking, slight suggestive content, usual jackass shit but nothing harsh.

plot - fem! reader taking care of ryan after he’s injured from a stunt.

it’s extremely rare for you to ever get the privilege of enjoying peaceful night - a night with no injuries needing tending to, no shitfaced guys looking for a spot on your couch ( which you never can seem to reject ), no chaotic stunts taking place in your very own backyard. a quiet night is honestly, practically unheard of for you thanks your daredevil boyfriend and your guys’ equally-chaotic friends, who literally make their living off of being dumb. yet, despite all the hassle, you love them all dearly and wouldn’t trade a single one of them for the world. but, boy, do they know how to stress a girl out, both on set and off.

so, when you’re finally able to have what looks to be a calm night in, you’re beyond thrilled. you’ve already picked out a cheesy rom-com, changed into a spaghetti strap along with your comfiest shorts, made yourself a bowl of popcorn, and settled into your couch to watch the movie and wait on ryan to return from filming something small with bam.

you’re almost halfway through the movie, deeply invested and almost to the bottom of your popcorn bowl, whenever your front door swings open without warning. you yelp loudly, the remaining popcorn splattering to the floor as your head whips around.

bam enters without a word, tossing a pair of house keys onto the small table beside your door, shortly followed by ryan who clutches his left arm tightly, blood visibly spilling through the thin fabric of his white tee-shirt. “my keys go over there, dickhead.” ryan corrects bam’s mindless mistake with a strained voice, to which the brunette boy only shrugs in response.

“ry, oh my god, are you okay?!” you shoot up from the leather couch, taking off across the room to your boyfriend’s side. sure, you’re used to ryan showing up injured, but that doesn’t mean you don’t worry just the same each and every time.

“yeah, yeah, i’m fine!” he chuckles dryly, but you can immediately tell that he’s lying. hell, anyone could with the pain seeping through his tone, not to mention the blood steadily dripping further down his arm. “it looks worse than it is, really.”

“bam, why the hell didn’t you try to stop the bleeding?” you curse as you rush toward the kitchen, grabbing a handful of paper towels before turning back toward the living room. luckily, the blood isn’t pouring like it looks to have been before he arrived, but you know that you still need to put pressure on whatever sort of wound he has.

“we were in a parking lot!” bam defends himself with a dramatic gesture of his arms, already used to your worried rambling in situations like these.

you don’t respond, silently accepting his reasoning as you carefully press the towels over the place ryan’s hand once covered, causing him to wince slightly. “come on,” you gently speak as you guide him toward your bathroom, sucking your lip in between your teeth by nervous habit.

you’ve seen worse with some of the guys, mainly steve-o, but you simply can’t help but panic everytime - especially when it comes to ryan. you have no problem fixing them up and even driving them to a hospital if needed - but, for their sake, you just really wish they had a bit more regard for their personal safety, a totally useless wish.

“i’m okay, babe, really.” ryan tries to convince you once again as you motion for him to take a seat on your counter, grabbing a soft towel from your shelf along with the small box filled with things you’ve designated to times like these. “i just need a bandaid.”

you can’t help but crack a smile at the blonde boy’s weak attempt at humor as you run the towel under your faucet, dousing it in slightly-warm water. “just a bandaid, huh?”

“well, also maybe a kiss to make it better?” he suggests while puckering his chapped lips playfully, laughing through the pain as you shake your head fondly. really, he’s hardly even focused on his pain anymore, it having faded to nothing but an afterthought the second he saw you smile. all he’s focused on right now is you, how you make him feel so okay even when he’s clearly not.

“not just yet, tough guy.” you deny with a teasing smile, pulling up the sleeve of his white tee-shirt to examine the gash on his upper arm, almost at his shoulder. it definitely hurts like hell, but luckily it doesn’t look to be deep enough to require stitching.

your determined eyes strain in concentration as you use the warm towel to carefully dab away at the angry, crimson liquid covering his wound, “how’d this happen, anyway? i thought you guys were just doing stuff with the shopping carts tonight.”

“yeah, we did.” the curly-haired boy confirms, hissing lightly as you wipe away the final remnants of blood, directly on his injury. “something sharp was in the fucking bush, scraped me as i landed. i’m pretty sure it was glass.”

you shake your head softly and bite your lip once more, an annoying nervous habit of yours. “ry, i really love your job. i think everything you do for jackass is so cool, and there’s nothing else i’d rather you do.” you begin, your trained eyes not leaving his wound as you suck in a sharp breath, “i just wish there was a way you could be a bit more careful. like, check shit before you decide to jump in it, you know? i’m not trying to tell you what to do, i just don’t like seeing you hurt.”

you finish with a small shake of your head and pull away to toss the stained towel into the sink behind ryan, his non-bloodied hand coming up to cup your cheek, stopping you in your tracks as your guilty eyes meet his own. “i’m okay, sweetheart, i promise. don’t get me wrong, it hurts like a bitch, but i’d do it a hundred times over if it meant you could be the one to fix it.” his calloused thumb softly rubs your cheek, a comforting smile stretching his lips. “i’m sorry i make you worry so much, and im sorry you’re always stuck taking care of me,”

you cut him off before he can say another word, “ry, stop. don’t you apologize for anything at all. it’s my job to worry about you and to patch you up when you’re hurt, and i wouldn’t trade any part of it for the world, okay?”

for a moment the two of you just sit there in a comfortable silence, a smile gracing ryan’s cracked lips as he strokes your cheek softly. “god, i love you.” he voices his thoughts, his eyes gleaming with pure love and adoration as he gazes downward at you like a lovesick puppy.

“i love you too.” you offer him a genuine smile as you lean further into his touch, never wanting to leave this moment.

his other hand moves to grasp your waist and pull you gently toward him, connecting his formerly-split lips with your glossed ones. his hand never leaves your cheek, caressing it softly as your lips move blissfully against his own. a soft groan-like noise bubbles from his throat as you deepen the kiss slightly, causing a light smirk to appear on your own lips.

the two of you are completely lost in each other - off in your own, little love-filled world, all of the worries at hand simply melting away with each touch.

then bam’s voice protrudes loudly and unapologetically through the door, quickly snapping the two of you from your lovesick trance, “y/n, is dunn okay?”

ryan hangs his head low and sighs loudly at his best friend’s horrible timing as you hesitantly pull away from him, your mind focusing back on the situation at hand. “yes, bam, your boyfriend’s fine, don’t worry.” you answer with a teasing smile tugging at your lips as you grab a small tube of ointment from the box beside ryan. “we’re almost done.”

“ugh, shut up.” bam grumbles, and you can almost hear him rolling his eyes as he departs from the door.

you finish patching ryan up pretty quickly after that, applying the soothing ointment and wrapping a gauze around his upper arm as a bandage. “you have to change your shirt, there’s blood all over it.” you tell him as he helps you finish tidying up your bathroom, despite your multiple protests for him to go sit down.

he glances down at his bloodied shirt for a brief moment before shrugging nonchalantly, “it’s not that bad.”

you nudge him playfully, shaking your head with disapproval as you put away the final box, “you have to take it off, it’s all bloody and dirty.”

“i think,” ryan begins, stepping closer to you and snaking his arms around your slightly-exposed waist in order to pull you closer to him, “you just want me to be shirtless.”

he makes a teasing face that causes you to giggle proudly at his childish taunting, moving your own arms to latch around his neck. “hmm, maybe, maybe not.” you lean your face closer to his own, your lips hovering only a couple inches away from his “guess we’ll never know.”

and with that, you untangle yourself from him completely and exit the bathroom, a proud smirk on your lips as you take off down the hall. when you enter the living room, you find bam lounged across the couch where you once sat, having helped himself to a beer from your fridge as he finishes out the movie you were watching.

once he takes notice of your presence, he sighs dramatically and makes yet another over-exaggerated gesture with his arms, “finally, jesus! what’d you guys do, fuck in there or something?”

“she fixed me up real good.” ryan answers for you, coming into view at your side as he winks toward the boy on the couch. he moves to take a seat alongside bam, but you’re quick to stop him with a sudden snap of your fingers.

“hey! go change first, i don’t want blood on my couch.” you demand, motioning for him to go find one of his shirts upstairs. he huffs a way too dramatic sigh, but he does as you say, nonetheless.

you make your own way over to the couch, shoving bam’s legs to the floor as you take a seat, questioning him on what you’d missed in the movie - to which he responds with, “the guy finally kissed the chick, and now i think they’re gonna fuck or some shit. i dunno.”

by the time ryan is back to take his seat in between you and bam, the movie has ended and you allow him to pick a new one. bam takes it upon himself to stay as well, not that you mind, though, because his shitty commentary always makes any move ten times more enjoyable.

you end up falling asleep around halfway through, leaned up against your boyfriend with a beer dangling from your fingers.

you wake up safe in your bed, tucked under the covers with ryan sound asleep behind you, his arm draped over your waist. you could never ask for anything more.

a/n - i’m so sorry this took a while, something came up in the middle of writing and i couldn’t get it up as soon as i wanted to. i really enjoyed writing this, and i’m actually kinda proud of it. i may have gotten a bit too carried away and made it a bit too long, but i hope you like it! feel free to request again anytime <3

[nemeseos-noctua]

Hey darlings! Can I request Xiao, Albedo and Diluc separately carrying reader around for a day because of a bet they lost? Love yall! <3

𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: diluc, albedo, xiao (separate) x gn!reader

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: not proofread

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: THIS TOOK SO LONG I’M SO SORRY ANON (i was busy and didnt feel like writing anything for like a month ☹ but im back and ill try and write more, esp since my school year ends in like a month and a half)

oh you could see so much 

Diluc was so tall.... it was great 

“is this what height feels like?”

despite you enjoying every second of it, the pyro typhoon was slowly suffering

HIS REPUTATION !! WHAT HAPPENS TO HIS REPUTATION ???

the answer is nothing (except that Donna is jealous and pissed)

“How much longer are we going to have to do this for?”

“The whole day, obviously! That was the bet!” you cheered, clearly enjoying where you were currently. His suffering for your enjoyment.

The red-haired man sighed and continued walking around, eventually drifting over to the giant tree in the middle of Windrise. 

He stops next to the base of the oak tree, slightly lowering himself down. You weren’t exactly surprised that he could carry your weight, since he wields a giant claymore as a weapon, but you couldn’t feel not just the tiniest bit bad for him.

you guys were playing a guessing game as Diluc took a shift at Angel’s Share last night

“how much is venti gonna drink tonight”

you won, obviously

that damn bard drank at least 50,000 mora’s worth in dandelion wine

HE DOESNT EVEN PAY FOR IT IN MORA 

and thats how you lose money in a business, children

You lowered yourself off of the man’s back, assuming that’s what he wanted. 

“Hey, sorry about the bet...” you trail off, taking a seat on the grass and letting the wind graze your face.

“It’s fine. A bet is a bet.”

“Yeah but--” you stopped. There was absolutely no way that you would win this debate. 

The pyro user looked at you after a few seconds of silence. You usually talked a lot more than this and strongly believed in sharing your thoughts, so what was stopping you now?

“You know what? Let’s just go to the winery and take a walk there together.” You begrudgingly got up from your spot from the cool grass and started to walk in the direction of the winery.

There were a few hurried steps coming from behind you, assumingly from Diluc, but you paid no mind to him. He probably just didn’t wanna leave you behind--

“Woah-- hey! Diluc, wh--”

“A bet is a bet.”

you found yourself on his shoulders this time

dude really ran up and lifted you onto his shoulders

like dipped under you

mans said “woOOP” 

you would kill him but hes too hot for that 😉

You sighed.

A bet is a bet. 

you were taller than the alchemist

not by much, but it was enough that it was wacky as hell

(i hc that Albedo isn’t super strong so he’s struggling even tho he’s a sword user-- tbh i thought that he was a catalyst at first lmao)

it’s so funny because Albedo is literally holding you like a baby being burped while doing some sort of experiment

“Stop kicking before I spill something on the both of us, (Y/N).”

“No.”

The blond sighed and continued to work on some kind of potion. 

It was comforting to be in someone’s embrace again. How long’s it been? Years, maybe...

And soon enough, you fell asleep while the scholar cradled you in his arms. 

i can assure you that he was FREAKING OUT

he was scared that he would wake you up if he put you down on the bed that the he occasionally would sleep on (he survives on caffeine)

but he needed to do this experiment 

like... NEEDED to 

“../N)..? (Y/N), wake up.” You whined in response, not really processing anything that was coming out of Albedo’s mouth. “You won’t be able to sleep later tonight if you continue with your nap.”

“..what time is it..?” you let out a large yawn and covered your mouth. Since you had just woken up, your brain had refused to function properly. And with that, it took you a while to realize that you were laying on a bed. 

Albedo was still working on something (you weren’t sure what) but stopped to wake you up.

he’s cute

but he almost blew up

impressive how you didn’t wake up

“Only around sunset. Come, I’ll make dinner.”

the least i could say is that Xiao was not pleased.

HE WANTED TO COMPLAIN SO MUCH

but he didn’t wanna hurt your feelings 🥺

karmic debt was nothing compared to you feeling sad /j 

karmic debt is horrible :( poor xiao

also being in crowded places was not fun for him

LANTERN RITE !!  he did think that the xiao lanterns were cute 

“Ooh, ooh, look! It’s a food stand,” you excited pointed out from on the yaksha’s back, “wanna get something? There might be almond tofu!”

“Only if there’s--”

“--almond tofu. Yeah, yeah, I know. It’s the only thing you can stomach. Mr. Dream Eater...”

That must’ve struck a chord in him. The “young” man kissed his teeth, showing a hostile attitude that he had never done to you. 

“Just because I agreed to let you win doesn’t mean that I won’t go back on it.” 

secretly he didn’t 

he really enjoyed your company and hates everyone else 

funny because he desires company and love but WHATEVER !

xiao loves you in some type of way 

he adores you and all of your stupidity

and sometimes you mess up and it’s fine

it’s just a “mortal thing” 

(he also makes mistakes but shh)

You remained silent until the two of you reached the food stand, filled with savoury smells and delicious aromatics. Though there was no almond tofu.

“You wanna try somewhere else? I don’t mind going to find a different spot.”

Xiao grumbled. Not like you were the one walking and exerting energy to get from one place to another. 

“Fine.”

“Look... I promise this is gonna be the last place. If we don’t find any, we can go back to Wangshu Inn and ask Verr Goldet for some,” you reasoned. 

The adeptus remained silent, but didn’t show any signs of displeasure. You took it as a yes.

“Wanmin restaurant has some, I think! It’s the best of the best in Liyue too.”

“This better be worth it.”

“Don’t worry, it will! I’ll even pay for it and everything!” He sighed, making his way toward the restaurant. Honestly, you didn’t wanna even get anything to eat. For the most part, it was just spoiling Xiao for once since he never went anywhere and only ate the almond tofu Verr Goldet made at the Inn.

I hope that you can be happy, at least for today.

[lasquadrasfuckhouse]

Hi if I may I wanna request LS hcs, like what's their reaction to reader getting injured in a mission and calling the bois to drive to pick them up? Like, through the call they could just tell sth bad happened to reader. (And can u make it gn? Thx very much I love ur writings!!)

AH THE GOOD OL HURT/COMFORT

thank u sm!!! 🥺 and i make everything gender neutral by default so no worries there my love (i want these boys to care for my they/themmie ass)

la squadra helping their injured partner home 🤕

risotto ✂️

the moment risotto heard something off in your voice, a quaver or unsteady breath, his heart stopped. he'll ask if you're injured, and when you say yes, he's already up and on his way

he keeps calm, and first of all he's making sure it's not bad enough that you need a hospital. if you reassure him honestly that it's not that severe, he tells you to stay put and wait for him and he doesn't waste a second. he may insist you stay on the phone with one of the others while he drives.

and he's driving as fast as he can without being reckless. you're so important to him, and even if he's reassured that you're not dying, the thought of you hurt and alone--his heart can't take it. all that mattered was getting to you and making sure you're safe, so he didn't ask yet how the injury happened--but if someone hurt you and they're still alive, they won't be for much longer. and he won't make it quick, he thinks with his jaw clenched and a hard grip on the steering wheel.

but he's all gentleness with you when he gets there. he's relieved beyond belief that you are, in fact, alive, but his heart is in his throat seeing you injured. if you'll let him, he'll pick you up and place you in the passenger seat. he looks you over and does quick fixes to last you until you get home.

he's still tense in the car. he'll ask how it happened; if it was an accident or the target you already dealt with, he'll be reassured. if it was someone else who's still kickin, he's already making plans. but still, his focus is you. at every red light, he's taking a hand off the wheel to rest on your shoulder, your knee, to hold your hand, just to soothe him that you're there. eventually, you just keep one hand on his knee. he can't express how grateful he is for your grounding presence.

you've done well. just... be more careful, amore.

he can breathe again once you're both safe at home and you can be properly patched up. he'll stay with you until you fall asleep, then stay a little longer.

prosciutto 🚬

something is wrong. it's not a question. explain that you're injured, and he's on his way. you're not hospital injured, but he doesn't waste his time. he'll want to know immediately what happened and will scold you for being reckless, but he's just shaken. he's determined to stay calm for you though and keep you calm.

he will definitely get one of the others to stay on the phone with you while he drives (and he's going as fast as he can). he's not taking any chances. if you got hurt again after calling him, when he's supposed to look out for you, he'd never forgive himself.

he's also turning the whole mission over in his head (from what you've told him) while he's goin, and tapping his finger on the steering wheel, because yes injuries happen, but.... he can't bear the thought of you getting hurt. you've told him the extent of it, but he's conjuring up a whole other round of scolding when he sees it in person.

but then he does see you, and all that goes out the window, because his nurturing instincts kick in and all he can think of is taking care of you. he's speaking softly and hushes you soothingly if you make a pained noise. he doesn't want to linger, so he gathers you quickly to the car and takes off again

he's instructing you on breathing through the pain in a calm tone. helping you focus keeps him focused, too. when you get home, he's all gentle touches as you're being treated, and he does the forehead touch to ground himself in your presence.

pesci 🎣

is everything okay? he's all worried, cause you don't sound okay. you say you're injured, and his throat gets tight. he promises you he'll be right there, lay low and keep yourself safe he's getting there as fast as he can!!!

and he rushes. he's kinda freaking out. he's more than kinda freaking out actually because you're all alone and you're hurt and the thought of it makes his eyes prick, but he steadies himself because he can't drive if he's crying and he's gotta get to you. you're his partner, you called him, you put your faith in him and he will not let you down

the moment he sees you he's spilling apologies that he didn't come with you for the mission because maybe he could've prevented this. you tell him not to blame himself. he swallows and nods and VERY gently helps you into the car, he's terrified of getting you more hurt. his hands are shaky while he gets you stable and comfortable but he doesn't half ass it in the slightest.

he glances over at you when he can but he drives Very carefully on the way home, he wants to keep you safe. he'll ask you to tell him about the mission, or offers to just listen if you want to talk about something else, get your mind off it.

he fusses and frets over you when you get home but he's relieved that you're safe. if someone hurt you and you didn't get to them first--yeah, they're dead meat. no more mr. nice fishy.

formaggio 🧀

he'll be like, babe u good??? tell him you're injured and he says not to worry, he'll be right there, hang tight okay? he's gonna get you home safe, he loves u.

he keeps a rather level head because he's just focused entirely on you, on making sure you're gonna be okay cause what kind of boyfriend would he be otherwise?? he can't help but feel like, even when you're down and out, you're his guiding star.

when he reaches you he's showering you in reassuring affection, he's looking you over and doting on you with all his fond pet names, kissing your cheeks. he holds you close as he helps you to the car and insists you take it easy, let him do all the legwork here okay? you're not hospital injured so he's a bit more relaxed, helps you relax, he'll get you home and you'll be all patched up, don't worry about a thing.

he drives carefully, but he keeps one hand on your knee or holds your hand. he'll ask you to tell him about the mission and praise you for your work, and injuries happen so if you're worried about it don't be, you did amazing. he'll generally just fill the space and try to cheer you up, make you laugh. if he does get you laughing, he's smiling and giving you a little squeeze. he loves your laugh.

he makes a big show of ayyy i'll take care of you when you're home, absolutely dotes on you and if he's not cuddling you he's fetching you whatever you need.

illuso ✨

his throat dries up and he goes entirely tense when he hears something off in your voice. what's wrong. he'll say it in a way that's both hushed and sharp, more an insistence than a question, he's not mad he's just extremely fucking apprehensive. tell him you're injured, and he'll feel more rigid than a statue for a moment. he'll ask how bad, you say not hospital bad but you need help getting home, and then he's moving fast and direct and telling you he's on his way right now, do not move.

oh honey he is speeding. he's speeding and taking any detours he knows (and he knows everything he's the info guy) and probably flipping off whoever honks at him without even a glance. his eyes are straight ahead and glaring at the road because you're hurt and he wasn't fucking there so on god he's gonna be so fucking there now.

something in his chest twists seeing you hurt. he's insistent but gentle in checking you over, not wanting to overlook a scrape, and is extremely careful helping you to the car. he doesn't speed home, but the only thing on his mind is getting you there so your wounds can be treated. he's still very stiff and he doesn't say much, but he will quietly ask what happened. hearing about how you got hurt makes his jaw twitch, especially if someone hurt you.

expect him to hover. he only really relaxes when ur all patched up, and he'll sigh and play with your hair, and once it's just the two of you he'll gently kiss your forehead.

if you were hurt by someone and they're still alive, he will find them and make sure they are very much not alive with his own hands, probably by the end of the night if he has any say in it

melone 🍈

he's very calm. tell him you're injured and he's in medic mode, gently telling you to give him the rundown. he's already making quick assessments about it, decides based on your injuries/your preference whether he takes a car or his motorbike (the bike is faster but the car is more stable). he'll ask one of the others to stay on the phone with you and keep you calm while he gets there.

stay put, amore. don't strain yourself, and don't worry. i'm on my way right now.

he keeps his level head but he's still going as fast as he can. if he opted for the bike, he's taking detours through alleys to get to you quicker. he doesn't give himself room to worry, he knows how to stabilize himself so he can take care of you.

when he gets to you, he's methodical and efficient but sweet, speaking softly and praising and encouraging. he gets the most immediate stuff out of the way so he can get you home, and once you're settled in the car/on the bike, he kisses your cheek before taking off.

if you're on the bike, he has you in front with your back to his chest, and feeling comforted by holding you close. either way, he drives carefully and still keeps his calm, gentle tone. once you're all patched up at home, he gives you a long, loving kiss.

ghiaccio ❄️

he'll say you sound off, and there's a spike of worry. say you're injured and he's bolting up and going WHAT!!!!! stay there and DONT FUCK URSELF UP MORE he's on his way rn

ghiaccio already drives like a maniac (which is ironic considering how protective he is of his car) but YOU'RE hurt and alone? nuh uh. not on his watch. he's running red lights, leaning over the steering wheel with his eyes on the prize, and grinding his teeth. he's kicking himself for not coming with you on the mission.

when his car screeches to a halt he's just vaulting over the open convertible to u and demanding let me see let me see what happened etc. he's not harsh at all tho especially in how he checks you over and fusses, he gets ur ass in the car and takes u directly home. he wants to be fast but he also doesn't want to jostle u so he drives like, marginally carefully, by his standards

if someone injured you and they're still alive, he shouts he'll get the bitch himself. he'll also say in his ranting that he should have been there with you. you tell him honestly that it's not his fault; he just grumbles.

he hovers and snaps at the others if they're not extremely gentle with you as you get patched up. once it's just the two of you, he clings (carefully). be more careful, dumbass, he mutters, and kisses your cheek.

sorbet and gelato 🔪🍦

reach sorbet first, and his eyes will narrow at your strained voice, as if he could just glare at whatever was bothering you to make it go away. he's already up and his hands are twitching when he asks what's wrong, and at that point gelato pesters him to go on speaker. reach gelato first, he'll just ask right away if you're hurt, and when you say yes, he puts you on speaker without sorbet having to do anything.

they're already on their way, and one keeps you on the line while the other drives. and no matter who it is, they're driving like a fucking crazy person, running every red light and tires squealing. gelato does most of the talking, like always. he's asking you about the injuries, trying to keep your spirits up, and praising you for a job well done on the mission. he'll ask how the injury happened, and his tone is still light, but you know your boyfriends have murder on their minds if someone hurt you. and if someone did, and you didn't get to them first, gelato will go, hmm. we'll fix that. sorbet agrees with mmhm.

once they're there (and they're there very fast), they're both looking you over and doing quick fixes with gentle hands. gelato will coo at you for how brave and tough you are, and sorbet may just pull you into his lap and nuzzle your cheeks together. he will probably carry you to the car even if you can walk fine.

whoever isn't driving will gently cuddle you and cover ur face in kisses in the backseat, and they're driving more carefully now so as not to throw you around. gelato will chatter about whatever to help you feel alright, and sorbet will get his quips in. getting you to laugh is a victory.

one of them is literally always touching you. if someone else is tending to your wounds and they try to fuss about one or the other being in the way, they'll tell em to deal with it as long as it isn't bothering you. get ready to be squished (carefully) between two cuddly boyfriends until you're better; they love you so much and just want to care for you, it hurts their hearts that you got hurt without them there, so they're not letting you go now.

if someone hurt you and they're still kickin, they'll ask if you want to be there to do em in, or if they can go ahead. if you want to be there, they'll pace about having to wait because the thought of someone who dared to hurt you still breathing makes their hands itch, but they Will wait until you've healed up some. you take the reins on the hit in that case, and they'll be happy to follow your lead. if you say they can go ahead, they both grin. they're gonna leave that fucker as a smear when they're done.

[blkgirl-writing]

"Head Game" part 1 Zuko X Reader Smut Hcs

Warnings: complete filth. Zukos first blowjob at like 20, poor guy.

Requested: yes! By many beautiful, horny anons.

A/n: as always, Reader is assumed as a WOC. Though, everyone can read it, as its left a bit vague. My requests are always open!

[Part 2 found here!]

Zuko was having a really, really hard day.

Years had gone by as a king, and yet he felt less equipped the longer the title was held to his name,

Meetings became white noise, training because a dull pastime. There was no adventure left in life,

That's why he started the arrangement between you two...

You, a representative of a small city in the fire kingdom, and most importantly, his good friend.

A good friend who shot him the most dirty, lust filled looks at any given chance

He definitely shot some back too.

The touches you shared were getting longer, hugs a bit tighter,

You started to kiss his cheek, staining his skin a dark red. A memory of where your lips were.

He had a wet dream about you,

Lipstick still painting his skin

Zuko was fucking confused. Sure, the pair had flirted playfully, maybe he had placed his hand on your thigh one or two times, but no one had spoken about it.

The picture of your head bobbing, unholy moans from your lips on his-

It was wrong. Really, really wrong.

For the next week, Zuko avoided you at all costs.

If course you noticed the fire lord ignoring you clearly calling his name down the hall.

Had you miss stepped? Maybe he had a girlfriend and you had gone too far?

The week after that, you decided enough was enough. You had to know.

After a meeting, you asked to speak alone with Zuko

Zuko was freaking out.

He had three more dreams about you since the first. His only thought was how the fuck you found out about them. (This boy actually thought he was being so sly and smart with his avoidance)

"Do you hate me?" Your words came out far more desperate than you wanted. "I'm so sorry if I messed up. I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable-"

"What?" Zuko was so confused, oh my god. Where the hell? What the hell were you talking about?"

"Well, you've been avoiding me, so I assumed that I was coming on too strongly and you don't..."

"Don't what?" Still confused Zuko can't imagine a girl liking him, even when shes flirted with him for years...

"This is already embarrassing, zuko, don't make me-"

"Tell me~" His voice changed, a bit more buttery, lower, sexy...

"I was worried I was too clear with my flirting, and you were disappointed? Disgusted? I don't know, honestly." You huffed.

There was a really, brutally long length of silence.

Zukos mind was going at full speed...all thise touches, all the small kisses that you gave no one else. You wanted the same thing he did...maybe. was it worth the risk?

The answer was yes.

"I think about you. I dream about you, even." Zuko forced himself to look up at you, who sat with your painted lips slightly parted. "My imagination went wild. I couldn't look at you without thinking of my...dreams."

"Oh."

"Well, I'm sure I can help with that-" you stood up, zuko quickly following. He didnt know what to do, so he just stood there, looking like a shook puppy.

"Tell me about your dreams, Zuko. Tell me how I made you feel."

Your hips pressed into his, lips inches away from his ear, hot breath sending shivers down his spine.

Zuko rested his hands on your hips, urging you so very softly to just come a bit closer. Maybe then his words wouldnt fair him.

"It's okay, Zuko. You can take your time." You hummed, placing a small kiss on the exposed skin if his neck. A perfect canvas to paint love marks.

After one or two, hickeys, you asked "is it okay if I keep going?" Followed by - "do you want this.

"More than anything-" "I dreamt that you

"Keep going-" you hummed, untying his pants as he spoke.

Zuko barely even breath. You so easily made him weak. So easily hard...painfully ficking hard as you palmed him though his boxers.

"You sucked my cock," Zukos voice was low, forcing himself to to whimper as you wrapped your fingers around his length.

You looked up into Zukos eyes, his yellow ones staring into your brown eyes with a desire you hadn't ever seen before. Lust beyond words.

The motions were quick...pushing his underwear down, his cock springing free from the cloth, spitting on his length as you used both hands to pump

Honestly you fought the urge to gasp, cause hot damn, he was packing

Your jaw was not gonna be okay after, holy shit

"What next, my king~" you purred, kitty licking his tip.

Zuko hummed under your touch, the way you talked to him was just pure filth, and he loved it.

"Can...can I touch your hair? I...i remember helping you take me in," for a man on the verge of being a puddle, his words were affirming and deep.

"You can pull my hair," this is how you knew you found Zuko attractive. Any other time you'd shamelessly swat the guys hand away. "Guide me."

His fingers intertwined with the hair near the nape of your neck a gentle motion to take him inside your mouth. Nothing too hard, just a bit of pain.

"Just like that-fuck" Zuko let out a strangled breath, shutting his eyes tight as you hollowed your cheeks around his cock.

It was slow, taking what seemed like minutes until you got as far as you could go, still quite a few inches left at his base. The muttered gagging sound as his length hit the back of your throat fully fucking aroused and confused Zuko

"Are you okay?" He choked out, moaning when you hummed a reply.

You bobbed your head at a decently slow pace, not wanting to overwhelm the king, who clearly hadn't gotten a blowjob before. Giving a soft pump from your right hand, just to give that extra amount of pleasure.

His eyes shot from how you sucked on his cock, lips pushing in and out, leaving a streak of red lipstick down his shaft, down to your exposed breasts. How did he not notice you unwrapping your blouse?

And how fucking soft your hair was in his hands, how you moaned around him if he pulled hard. Sometimes he just had to close his eyes for a few seconds, bathing himself from the moaning mess he had become. His free hand brushing through his messy hair,

"When I came," zuko muttered, licking his chapped lips. "You drank it all, licked your lips of the rest."

Your free hand came up to Zukos thigh, squeezing his skin softly as your own little reply.

Then you start going faster, hand moving to to caress his balls, and zuko comes undone.

"F-fuck, you're doing so good, fucK"

His grip on your hair became much tighter, his hands forcing you to go just a bit deeper, faster, harder. Then he looked into your eyes,

Looking up at him, eyes begging to drink up every drop he would spill into your mouth

Zuko was literally shaking, his hands coming down to your shoulders as he came, knees so close to giving out.

The deeper angle of him, plus the weight of zuko keeping himself upright purely by hanging onto you made you honestly think you might drown in cum

Not the worst way to die, but still.

You brought both of your hands to his hips, steadying him as he bucked his hips into you

It seemed like he was cumming for hours, an absolute mess, black hair draping down on his sweaty face.

Eventually, Zuko pushed himself up from his slumped form, running a hair through his locks, trying to play it cool

The sight of you was dirty and so, so beautiful. Lips plumped, curls springing out left and right from your hair, tears of arousal brimming at the corners of your eyes. Fuck. Fuck fuck.

"Enjoy yourself?" You managed to smile, voice weak and throat a bit sore. With the help of Zuko, his hands held yours to help you balance. The long time on your knees had certainly taken a bit of a toll.

"Fuck yes-" he sighed, nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck. Just as you did to him, he placed small kisses along your neck, up to your ear, nibbling on your earlobe. "You're so good. So beautiful."

"Can I return the favor...?" Zuko whispered, voice hoarse and raspy from the moans.

"Of course, my king." You replied, bringing your hands up to his hair, pulling slightly. "Let's recreate one of my dreams."

[elysianslove]

Hi! <3 I'm the roomate hc anon again (lol) and can I request best friends to lovers hc for iwaizumi, kuroo and oikawa? Also this blog is gonna blow up soon so remember me when you're famous bro 😌✊️❤️

OMG HI AGAIN! i’m so sorry this is late :( but oh my the excitement that flooded through me when i saw this request hsvhjsd. i really hope you enjoy this!! also vshdks i luv u bb THANK YOU.

iwaizumi hajime

im making these as detailed as fuck so i apologize in advance <3

becoming best friends with hajime was a very out of the blue thing 

the two of you shared a lot of classes together, and since you were always seeing each other, you’d choose each other as partners a lot 

you’d sit next to him in all the classes that you could

you’d meet up a lot during school breaks and just hang out 

you two clicked very well honestly, like you found that it was so easy to talk to him, and it was so easy to lose yourself in the conversation 

most of your convos are v mature and sophisticated too like

it’s nice when you can talk to someone on the same brain wavelength as you yk 😼

anyways overtime you’d come to his practice sessions, and even if they were long you’d just stay and watch bc why not

if you had hw to do and he noticed you were a lil stressed about it, he’d tell u to come study while he practiced as a change of scenery and all 

he’d walk you home almost every night at this point

oikawa noticing and being jealous <3 

“they’re stealing you from me!” “they’re not— what is wrong with you oikawa.” 

okay so this best friend stuff has been going on for a long time

long enough for you to realize you wanted more from him

but this is iwaizumi hajime and it’s almost impossible to know what he’s thinking 

like

ever 

so you just keep it to yourself, thinking it’s just a small crush and it’s not worth ruining what the two of you have at this rate 

so all this had happened first year, and when you’re nearing the end of your second year

that’s when you realize that

shit

it’s not just a crush

and when you have feelings for someone, every little thing they do expands a million times in your head

so a hug from him that you’d once never go over twice has you thinking about it as you go to sleep

the hoodies he’d lend you during practice while you stayed in the gym bc it was ungodly cold in there now send tingles down your spine at the lingering scent of him

the way he’d grab your hand to drag you somewhere now leave a heavy effect on your palm, forcing you to trace it once he’s gone 

his texts give you butterflies 

every time his name pops up on your phone screen you have a mini heart attack

and yeah

those are all symptoms of a crush

but is a crush meant to last this long? 

at the start of your third year, you greet him outside of the school gates after not seeing you all summer

he smiles so bright and hugs you so, so tightly 

you already are so hyperaware of how strong iwa is

but the feelings you have for him that won’t go away are so not helping your fixation on the feel of his biceps 

anyways before this becomes v nsfw 

you two catch up like u had met yesterday 

and then at the end of the day, after practice, which you stay for bc u missed ur vbc boys 🥺

he walks you home 

like always

and as he stands by your front door, in a burst of courage, he takes your hand in his and pulls you harshly towards him, pushing his body against yours and capturing your lips in a heated kiss

it’s so messy and harsh and you pretty much collided 

but holy shit

you were pretty sure fireworks erupted when you two kissed

years of pining and what had felt like unrequited love finally being resolved 

it’s the most satisfying feeling ever

you never want to stop kissing him

but alas </3 

when he pulls back, you’re both breathing so heavily 

you’re not sure if it’s the adrenaline or the kiss itself 

and he just looks at you and goes “did u tan while you’re away ur eyes look brighter” 

no sir i am in love with you

when you two officiate things 

he’s actually way shyer than he was as best friends??? 

like as best friends he wouldn’t feel slightly weird about hugging you in public or grabbing at your hand randomly or being seen alone with you

but now like

people know ??? and somehow that scares iwa 

or makes him uncomfortable 

idk he just feels iffy

but ur so understanding bless ur heart <3 

ur so careful with him and take it at his own pace 

zero pda at the start of the relationship 

like he won’t even wanna hug u in front of the seijoh team 

but slowly he warms up 

and he starts getting more comfortable with things like hand holding and occasional pecks on the cheek/lips 

your traditions as best friends don’t die as lovers 

if anything you believe in them even more 

now you watch more diligently during practice 

you proudly attend his games in his jersey, cheering the loudest for him (and for the rest of the boys bc they: best) 

walks home with you are so much more serene 

always gives you a kiss before he parts ways 

idk it’s like some sort of commemoration for your first kiss/confession 

unless you invite him inside 😏

this is so fucking long im so sorry i just love iwa 

anyways anybody want boyfriend!iwa headcanons i got a lot hehe 

to conclude, it was so gradual and inevitable with the two of you, and you’re forever glad it happened when it did and you hadn’t rushed anything <3333

oikawa tōru

unlike hajime, this wasn’t something that took one or two years

this bitch couldn’t admit he was in love with you for like 10 years okay 

you’ve known him for the majority of your life, because you’d always lived in close proximity to each other 

but you were never best friends yk? just acquaintances 

it was around the end of middle school when you two got close

cause you saw he was applying to aoba johsai for high school

and you were like !!! i’m going there too 

at first he was like stop copying me 😾 

you guys had a staring contest bc y’all are idiots and there were legit tears streaming down ur face but u were not about to lose to a pissbaby like him

he blinked 😁👍🏼

and he lost 

and then he decided “you’re my best friend now ” 

anyways aside iwa, he now had someone else he was going into high school with

like it’s a completely new environment but he had two people he very much liked going with him !!! 

when the time came around to like apply for/join clubs, you had been so clueless 

but toru stuck by you !! and he was so adamant on helping you !! 

he would sit with you after school as he practiced tossing with hajime and just brainstorm with you what you liked to do

it’s what brought you two closer together

cause you realized just how many things in common you had with him 

for a full week he tried to help you come up with something

for the sake of this hc let’s say u decide to join the newsletter club 

you’re very wary at first but then he’s like when ur part of it you’ll visit the vbc regularly so u can take pictures/observe to write essays 

the fact that toru would be there kinda set you at ease 

now you’ve never seen toru play properly 

he’s practiced in front of you before

plenty of times

but a proper match? or a practice one? 

never 

so it’s safe to say u were in awe when you got assigned to go watch a practice match against (idk pick a school) 

it’s embarrassing to admit but your eyes were on him the entire time 

thank god he became the captain later on else it’d be so sus 

you really tried to pay attention to anybody else lmfao 

it’s kinda what drew you to him more

you still didn’t really have feelings

you only realized just how passionate he is about everything 

at some point you had an essay to write for your newsletter about the volleyball club

but you were having a hard time like really getting into it

so you immediately just called toru and were like “help 😃” 

he came over and you asked him a bunch of questions, and he would go on deadass 20 min rants for each of them

you were just 

so amazed 

like how could someone have so much passion for something like this?

you realize how but that’s for later

overtime you two got closer bc of how much your work was associated with him

he’s incredible as a best friend 

he’s the first one with the school’s weekly newsletter as soon as it’s out

granted it’s to read the section about him but yk, the sentiment’s there 

also love, love, loves lazy days with you 

he doesnt even care if the boys know that he worships the chick flicks you two watch 

i feel like oikawa would be an avid anime watcher

idk why i just do 

so he’d be blasting anime theme songs on a speaker as you’re in the shower and he’s in your room waiting for you and you’re both just singing w the sound of water rushing down 

actually it’s not just anime songs it’s all songs 

a l l songs 

anyways

so you two get really close, and then he has a super important match coming up 

let’s say it’s the spring interhigh one against karasuno

the one they won

idk im just choosing at random 

and the night before he’s like begging you on text to wear his jersey

he’s like PLEASE NO ONE’S EVER DONE THAT FOR ME

you’re like bruh u have a cult following ????? 

but eventually u say yes

ur not really sure where it’s coming from but this is oikawa he’s an unpredictable as can be

when you show up in a jersey he so conveniently left at your house once

he’s so genuinely shocked even though he was the one that asked for this???

gives you the biggest hug like spins you around and just 

“you’re my lucky charm” 

when he wins 

after celebrating with his team

he runs over to you

and just

he kisses you

full on the mouth

it’s probably the rush and excitement of winning that gave him the courage to finally spill all his feelings out into this kiss

you’re in his jersey, in the stands and you genuinely feel like it’s only just the two of you

despite how sudden it was the kiss is so gentle, like he’d been planning it since forever 

“i told you you’re my lucky charm” he says as he rests his forehead against yours and kisses you gently again

oikawa had already been affectionate as your best friend

always displaying his love outwardly with like always calling out your name so loud whenever he sees you and giving you bone crushing hugs

deadass his 6’0 self will just jump on you 

but now it’s extra

makki always gags around the two of you but you just stick ur tongue out at him and go “ur just mad ur best friend’s getting some pussy/dick and ur not” 

makki then proceeds to shriek at you like a fucking banshee <3 

anyways 

yes 

oikawa best friends to lovers excellence is so cute eeeekkk

and now u always wear his jersey at games 

(u couldnt make it to the game against karasuno where they lost for whatever reason and he held it against u for the longest time)

(“maybe if a certain someone were there we wouldn’t have lost”)

what a big baby you love him

kuroo tetsurō

AH SEXY CHEMISTRY NERD 👅👅👅

kuroo as ur best friend 

im frothing 

i feel like you’d grow close after meeting at an event or something 

like you’re a friend of a friend of a friend 

i see kuroo as someone who’s so suave and cool and flirty with people he doesn’t have feelings for

but put the crush factor in and he’s a mess

like his brain just stops working

so when he first met you

he thought u were so fucking hot 

but that’s it

his lower body was doing all the thinking <3 

so he was so flirty 

and that’s essentially what your friendship is built off of 

and when friends are so flirty with each other, they generally grow close and trust each other really quickly 

ur not a nekoma student but ur in tokyo so you meet up often 

you just

it’s so nice to be around him

you find it so easy to just be yourself around him 

going out with him is super fun 

and a lot of the times you guys have study dates and you literally don’t talk except during the 10 min breaks you two take

it’s just hyper focus for the two of you which is great

he really channels the best student in you what a man ! 

i think during your third year of high school you two got insanely close

because you were highly unsure if you were gonna leave japan or stay 

so you wanted to make the most out of everything 

so you’d go out with him more often

he’d stay during the weekends and you two would like bake christmas goods all night even if it’s literally september lmfao

cuddling is so natural 

like you’re both so touchy with each other but not in a weird way just a super comfortable kind of way

like if you’re shorter than him, he’s always leaning his arm on you like you’re his arm rest 

it’s a win win bc he gets to touch you and tease you

wow the horny really jumped out in that one

anyways

you go to every single one of his games !!

cheer him on so!! fucking!! loud!!

you probably make a provocative sign and stand a chair and just wave it around and kuroo’s so heart eyes lmfao

the climb up to becoming lovers is so

natural? 

i think kuroo first realizes that maybe, yk, he wants those flirtatious comments to mean something and those random touches to hold more romantic value to them, when you two are out together

it’s a completely chill day and it’s not really warm not really chilly. you’re just comfortable 

he takes you to a park after buying the both of you ice cream from the stand across the street and sits down at a bench with you

just people watching 

and then it kinda goes really silent

but 

it’s not awkward??? like at all???

he’s not looking to fill the silence with any random words

he’s just

enjoying simply being with you

and he glances at you momentarily and it hits him like so hard just how pretty you are 

his eyes slightly widen like

holy fuck

what the f u ck

remember when i said he’s all cool until feelings come into play

yeah 😼

he literally freezes up and blurts out, without even meaning to, “i think i have feelings for you.” 

he really didnt even process he said that

you kinda

pause for a second

and then you realize what you said and you just smile and lean over towards him, lifting your thumb up to the corner of his lips and brushing away some ice cream

“you think?” you tease, and then at the spot where the ice cream was misplaced, you placed a gentle kiss

he kinda relaxes and then eyes you as he says, “i know.” 

it is just. heaven after that

i think the two of you would be less flirty around each other once becoming official 

like yeah he definitely comments once or twice every now and then and don’t get me wrong, so do you

but it’s just less frequent 

like a blanket has been lifted to uncover the true, hidden meanings behind the comments and you can now just breathe easier 

you two end up in the same uni on accident hevejsk

like you had a long ass talk about how it’s okay if you didn’t end up in the same uni you’d still make it work

and it would’ve worked tbh

fate just ships you two too much

when you told each other you were literally that spiderman meme of the two spidermen pointing at each other lmao

power couple of the uni

power couple of tokyo

power couple of japan

you’re literally so happy with him you wouldn’t trade him for the world 

and maybe you saw it coming 

but it still remains a shock whenever you wake up and he’s there laying next to you, smiling lazily at you before reaching over to give you a gentle kiss 

anyways happy early birthday king i love you kuroo hehe

end note; i really had a lotta fun w this one omg!! thank you again for requesting, anon, and i hope everybody else enjoyed!! feel free to request, mwah <3

[dark-and-kawaii]

𝓡𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽 : oh babe you broke my heart with the cheating hcs. not in a bad way, i love the angst. but damn, that's 3 out of my top 5 and i'm starting questioning my taste in men. i'm not sure if it's the right place to ask, but if you're still doing requests - how likely do you think akaashi and sakusa are to cheat? just tryna see the rest of my top 5.

𝓟𝓪𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 : Sakusa x Reader - Akaashi x Reader 

𝓦𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 : None? Death, but no one relevant - Yandere? - I’m still bad at this

𝓐𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓝𝓸𝓽𝓮 : To be fair, Suna never wanted to hurt you. There will be a second part releasing next week, so maybe one or two of them will redeem themselves xoxo

As for these two, Akaashi and Sakusa *drools* I’m again looking at this realistically. I believe full heartily in how i wrote these two for this so please enjoy xoxo 

Prt 1. Atsumu - Oikawa - Suna

Akaashi Keiji would never cheat on you nor would he ever consider it.

If the relationship gets tough or if he needs to travel for his work he will always find a way to make everything work. He’s going to make sure you feel secure and that you can trust him. 

100% the one to call or text you when he gets somewhere, he wants you to know he’s safe. Communication is key to a happy relationship and a successful one, Akaashi knows how to do just that.

Now, just because he wouldn’t cheat on you doesn't mean he’s perfect. 

There’s a dark side to Akaashi, a side of him that he’s been able to keep a secret from everyone... Even you.

Bloody noses are just like roses, and dragging your repulsive boss to the shed out back is a love letter Akaashi wished he could show you. 

Akaashi Keiji would kill for you... and he has. Your boss isn’t the first and he’s sure he won’t be the last. 

Don’t worry, that nauseating smell in the basement is from a bad pipe that needs fixing, old water, maybe a dead mouse, but definitely not a body Akaashi is waiting to move out back...

“Have a good day at work, love.” He kisses your forehead, smiles at you while his back is against the basement door. He’s waiting for you to leave, to have a good day at work now that your boss who kept feeling you up is now forever gone. 

Akaashi doesn’t mind getting those pretty hands of his dirty, the second he see’s you pull away in that nice bmw he got you he gets to work. 

Setting his cup of coffee down he reaches for the basement door. He’s done this before, rolling up his white dress shirt sleeves, Akaashi grabs his favorite tool. 

Editing his writings is tedious and hard, but Killing strangers is easy... especially if its for you.  

“You should pray now” is what comes out of those silk lips of his before he ends the life of the filthy vermin that dared breathe the same air as you. 

But your boss did more than just that, maybe that’s why Akaashi has a sullen expression on his face as he carves into the flesh of the fat man on his table. He wasn’t able to stop this one on time before he laid his hands on you, Akaashi will surely beat himself up for this... 

It’s that same night, after cutting your boss up and discarding him, Akaashi carries you bridal style to your shared bedroom to claim you all over as if it was yours and his first time. 

Your moans only drove him to pull back and slam forward again, hips knocking into yours hard as his delightful cock filled you over and over again. You were so tight and warm around him, Akaashi ached to feel more of you.

He wanted to fill every inch of you, to claim every bit of your body for himself, to hear you scream out for him.

You were so far gone that this spell he placed under you made it so that you didn’t even notice the small traces of blood on his hand, that his usually clean nails now trapped blood underneath them...

Flipping you over so you laid on your frontside, Akaashi grasps your hair slamming your head into the bed so can plunge back into you relentlessly, your desired moans being silenced by the bed sheets as he spills himself into you. 

Both your legs were tangled in the messy sheets as he holds you close to his chest- playing with your hair, Akaashi hums to you till you fall asleep, “Darling let me come and bring you home, to our castle made of skulls and bones. I’ll sing you a song to remind you where you belong, in my arms i’ll make sure you sleep soundly tonight.”

Simple minded men irritate Sakusa Kiyoomi.

Why cheat? If you’re that unhappy end the damn relationship instead of stringing the other person along. Not to mention it’s a good way to get some kind of disease. 

Like Akaashi, Sakusa isn’t the type to go around cheating. The guy isn’t even close to being a man whore, so there is legit nothing to fear when being with him. 

You’re lucky you got him in bed with you, and to be quite frank you snicker at the thought of him ever cheating on you. 

One time when at a club with the rest of his team some drunk slut came up to him and attempted to wrap herself around him- but Sakusa is just too quick and dodged it which made her fall flat on her face spilling her drink absolutely everywhere. 

After that incident, Sakusa clung to you the rest of the night. One because he wanted every other female to know he was happily with you, and two because he didn’t want anyone else trying to touch him. 

When he’s away for a game Sakusa will always video chat you before he heads to bed, its a ritual he doesn’t want to break.

Not only does it allow him to see you -the one person he deemed fit to share his life with-, but he knows you’re waiting with anticipation in some risqué outfit. 

You moaned as you plunged your middle two fingers deep inside your aching cunt, having Sakusa away was always such a punishment. Nothing ever could match his cock, but hell at least you were able to give him one hell of a show and show him how much you missed and needed him. 

Your hips were rocking back and forth, pushing forward to meet your hand, your palm rubbing against your sensitive clit... 

Sakusa couldn't decide what he wanted more, to watch your squirt and make a mess all over your camera or to board a quick flight back home so he can feel your slick pussy swallow his thick cock. 

His hand was gripping his cock tightly now as he held his phone with his other. Pumping along with your rhythm, Sakusa watched as your eyes roll back in your head while moaning his name. Fuck he wanted you right now, this wasn’t fair. You’re the only person he’s ever wanted to touch and fill with his seed and he’s stuck in Sweden...  

Sakusa would honestly rather lose an important game than sleep with some chick he didn’t know, the thought makes his skin crawl. You’re the only one for him. 

Sakusa honestly cherishes you to the point where he trusts you with his money, his home, his car, his everything. He’s never said it but he loves that he gets to share all these things with you, and he wouldn’t have it any other way... 

But maybe that’s because he’s honestly possessive... You driving his car means you’re seeing/dating him, you living in his home means he’s the one fucking you senseless... The one who gets to put a baby inside that waiting womb of yours. You using his credit card means you rely on him... He cherishes this thought every time he cums on his chest when he’s away from you... 

Now if you were to cheat on him, oh boy... That’s a different story completely...  

~ 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝔀𝓲 𝔁𝓸𝔁𝓸

[spilledkauffie]

Dating Sam Wilson HCs

Sam deserves some love— he just radiates comfort ❤︎

Coffee shop dates— Sam likes taking you fun places, usually with a chill and relaxing atmosphere. So, something you’ve both come to love is looking for small local coffee shops you can spend the afternoon at. Usually it takes a smidge of a road trip, but that’s part of the fun! *Little sandwich shops are also a favourite, with a nice outside sitting area, you’ll just stay and talk for hours. One time you did get rained out and had to eat lunch in his car after booking it to the parking lot. Sam held his jacket over your head as you made a b-line in the rain together. It’s a great memory though!

↳ it’s always precious to you when a kid comes up and asks if he’s The Falcon from the Avengers; Sam gives an apologetic look to you when more than one person comes up to him, because he doesn’t want to flaunt it or take away from your time together, but you just bite the inside of your lip and smile happily, finding it absolutely adorable. When he gives you a “what?” You shake your head smiling, “nothing,” / “mhmm, something you just don’t want to tell me.” Sighing your give in, “you’re just really good with kids, that’s all.”

Being worried about his missions— he’s literally surrounded by danger, so of course you worry about him. You don’t doubt that he can handle a lot, it’s just the world is getting tougher and more dangerous with enhanced individuals or aliens, wizards, and androids coming into play. “You don’t think I can do this?” He asks, sincerely. “You fight with your heart, and I love that more than anything, but they don’t,” you say honestly, “and that’s what scares me most.” He kisses your forehead and promises that he’ll always come back home to you.

Goodbye kisses— if you’re headed off to work you stop to give him a quick peck on the cheek, but of course he catches you by the waist, pulling you into his lap, giving you a “nuh-uh, that is not a goodbye kiss,” you roll your eyes, trying to wriggle out of his arms, “Sam, I gotta go, I’ll be late,” / “yeah and what if I fall outta bed and knock myself out, that’s the last kiss you want us to share?” You pause your attempt to get free and look at him with a dead pan, “that is not going to happen-“ / “but if it did?” He raises his eyebrows and gives a head tilt. “Fine,” you smile, going in for an actual kiss. “Mhmm, that’s the good stuff,” Sam says, setting you back on your feet.

Groovy slow dancing— in the middle of the living room, Sam puts on his record player and you get close to Marvin Gaye’s song Let’s Get It On. You usually wind up laughing at Sam’s over dramatic lip syncing while he holds you close. When he goes for those high notes, you can’t help but laugh, burying your face against his chest. He finally breaks character, laughing at himself along with you, wrapping his arms around your shoulders and pressing his temple to yours as you both laugh. But seriously, its so much fun, you wouldn’t trade it for the world. It just radiates positive and cute vibes.

Talking about each other’s day in bed— at the end of the day, you’re almost always the first one in bed, waiting on him. When he joins you, lying on his side facing you, he props himself up on his elbow. “And how was your day, gorgeous?” he asks, looking down. With your head on your pillow, you roll onto your side, looking up through your eyelashes at him, stroking a pattern against his bare chest or bicep, you start talking about your day together. He’s an excellent listener, seriously. He doesn’t hit you with counsellor mode either, it’s true and genuine.

↳ if you’ve had a bad day BE PREPARED, it’s all comfort and fluff from the moment you start to express it wasn’t that great of a day. “This guy at work…,” you start, shaking your head and glancing away, immediately Sam’s stroking your side with his fingertips, he’s really big on sincere physical comfort, “I don’t know, I guess he just got to me,” you swallow, trying to remain calm even though it still upsets you. “And how are you doing now? Still thinking about it?” Sam asks. Shrugging you look up with teary eyes, “c’mere babygirl,” Sam opens his arms, waiting for you to shift a little closer so he can totally cradle you, kissing your temple.

FLYING— oh yes, he’s taken you up before. Unsure at first, you kept asking if it was safe, “honey, I gotchu, I’m not gonna drop you, I promise,” he half laughs at how much you were overthinking it, but also wants to let you know he’ll keep you safe. When you’re comfortable enough, you agree. Wrapping your arms tightly around his neck, you feel him wrap an arm around your waist securely, and you’re off. You swear you’ll never get used to it though. 

Learning how to drive a the boat— basically you were talked into it. When you came to visit Sarah he wound up getting the boat to run and was super excited to teach you how to drive it. A little nervous, you made sure he was right behind you, hand on top of your hand on the steering wheel and speed control.

↳ you were super hesitant about it, going incredibly slow, until Sam started shifting it a little faster. Naturally you leaned tensely back against his chest as he guided your hands, assuring you, saying “you’re good, I got you, we’re just getting up to speed.” It was all good until a bird flew super low in front of the boat and you completely let go of everything, covering your eyes and burying your face in his chest. Luckily, he kept his hands on all the controls, but of course he lovingly teased you with, “Oh my goodness… babe we could have died with you just wavin’ your hands off the controls,” you relaxed bearing his tone, placing your palms against his chest, but he wasn’t done yet, “did Scuttle scare you?”

Hanging out with Sarah & learning family memories— she 100% spills all the embarrassing childhood memories of Sam. She’s even got family photo albums including pictures from Halloween and Christmas of Sam entirely embracing the seasons. Sam has a lot of confidence, so he tries to embrace every ridiculous photo Sarah shows. “Sarah, you have to get me a copy of this one,” you giggle leaning into her, the minute she sees it she laughs too. “Yeah, yeah, what’s so funny?” Sam asks, before you turn around a picture of him with swimming goggles and inter-tube arm floaties shaped like little wings, a sudden shock comes over his face, “your first set of wings,” you smile through a laugh.

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Sakusa, Kenma, Oikawa, and Tsukishima getting jealous (NSFW)

anon asked: hello!! i saw tht ur requests are open so can i request a HC with jealous Sakusa,Kenma,Oikawa,Tsukki and Hoshiumi and can it be abit NSFW😳 i love your writings btw🥰💗

a/n: i only accept 4 people per request so i cut hoshiumi out since he was the last one mentioned. also doing this request because it’s oikawa’s birthday!!

wc: 2,034

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Sakusa

Sakusa is not someone who gets jealous easily

What bothers him a lot more is when people get way too close to you for comfort

He does not say anything when he sees someone getting too close to you he just tries to stand closer to you

Only this time the guy who was desperately trying to flirt with you just did not seem to be taking the hint

Even with Sakusa looming menacingly behind you, this guy was not getting it

And bless your heart, you were far too kind to tell him to leave you alone

But this was not sitting well with Sakusa so he grabbed your arm and pulled you right into his chest

He doesn’t usually initiate any PDA but he wasn’t just going to sit back and let someone hit on you right in front of him

You were surprised but let him wrap his arms around you anyway, enjoying the warmth radiating off of him

The guy finally seemed to get it and left you alone

You looked up at Sakusa smiling at him as a way to thank him for helping you but he kept his normal deadpan face

And even stranger was the gleam in his eyes that you didn’t recognize

Before you knew it he had an arm around your waist and was leading you back home

You tried to ask him what was going on but he just remained silent and was on a mission to get you home

As soon as he got you through the door he led you into the bathroom and locked the door behind him

He started stripping you of your clothes while you stood there dumbfounded

“O-Omi? What are you doing?” 

He looked you straight in the eye while he turned on the shower

“He got too close to you, we need to clean you up”

He pushed you into the shower and he took off his own clothes before joining you

Ah, so this is what Sakusa is like when’s jealous huh?

Soon all thoughts left your mind when Sakusa grabbed the shower head and brought it down to spray directly onto your clit

You moaned and leaned into his chest for support 

“You need to be cleaned inside and out” He mumbled before slipping two of his slender fingers into you

All you could do was hold onto his arms and mewl

He pumped his fingers into you a few times but had an unsatisfied look on his face

He pulled his fingers out and put the shower head down

You looked up at him, face still flushed

“We need to cleaner deeper”

Your eyes widened when you felt his hard dick slide into you and suddenly he had you up against the wall, with your legs wrapped around his waist

He started thrusting into you much harder than he normally did and your nails dug into his shoulders

“You won’t let anyone get you dirty again will you?” He whispered gruffly in your ear

“No Omi, I promise” You managed to squeak out 

He groaned in response and the only other sounds were your endless moans and the lewd sound of skin slapping against skin

Kenma

Kenma does not ever let it show when he gets jealous and honestly, it doesn’t happen very often

He usually gets very insecure and worries about you finding someone better to date

But god, what really made his blood boil was when his friends flirted with you

He knew it was all just playful and in good fun but it still got under his skin seeing Kuroo so close to you

And you weren’t pushing him away, in fact you were flirting right back as if Kenma wasn’t right there watching both of you

As soon as Kuroo was gone you made your way over to Kenma who was sitting in his chair, playing a game

You wrapped your arms around his neck from behind and nuzzled into his neck

He grumbled and shrugged you off

“Oh now you have time for me? Done flirting with Kuroo?”

You blinked in surprise and just stared at the back of his head

“Kenma were you jealous?”

He stayed silent and focused on his game 

“It wasn’t serious” You stated

You moved in front of him so you could see his face and you were shocked to see he was scowling at his game

You stayed there waiting for him to react and squatted down between his legs

He stared at his screen like he was contemplating something and finally put his game down and pulled you so you were straddling his lap

His lips immediately attached to yours while his hands had a death grip on your hips

You did your best to keep up with his kiss but he was feverish and rough

Soon one of his hands slid into your pants and cupped your pussy which caused you to gasp in surprise

He took his opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth and his fingers pushed your panties to the side so he could properly rub against your wet folds

You started grinding against his hands and he started teasingly slipping a finger into your eager cunt

You pulled away from his lips to let out a breathy moan when you finally felt one of his fingers delve into you

He moved his kisses to your neck and slid another finger in, curling them inside of you

At this point you had started bouncing lightly on his fingers as he used his thumb to rub your clit

You tangled your hands into his hair as he slipped a third finger into you

“More, please” You begged and he obliged, adding a fourth finger while his thumb continued it’s ministrations on your clit

You were bouncing desperately on him as he nearly fisted his hand into you

You could feel your orgasm coming and just as it was about to wash over you, you felt nothing

You looked at Kenma and he had removed his hand completely 

“You think girls who flirt with my best friend deserve to cum?” 

You groaned and slumped against his chest

Note to self: do not make Kenma jealous

Oikawa

Okay out of everyone, Oikawa gets the most jealous and he gets jealous so easily

Literally everything sets him off and he turns into the biggest pouting baby

Even if you’re just talking with his friends normally he has to pull you into his lap and glare at his own friends

It’s kind of ridiculous

But you had never seen him actually get jealous before

That is until some guy thought it was a good idea to ask for your number when Oikawa was just a few feet away

You didn’t even get the chance to turn the guy down before Oikawa grabbed you and planted a deep kiss on your lips right in front of this guy

He wasn’t letting you go either, he had an arm firmly wrapped around you waist and he was already slipping his tongue into your mouth

He stuck a leg between your thighs and grinded you against him, causing you to let out a little moan

When Oikawa finally pulled away, you were horny and flustered

There was a string of saliva still connecting you and he made eye contact with the guy who had asked for your number

He was stunned and couldn’t move and Oikawa just smirked at him and moved one of his hands down to squeeze your ass

You jumped and hit his chest and the poor guy finally walked away, very embarrassed

“Tooru! What were you thinking now I’m all...” you trailed off, far too embarrassed to admit you had gotten turned on in the middle of a gym

“What’s wrong baby? Oh let me help you out” He smirked and led you to a storage closet where he pushed you down on the mats 

You stared up at him with wide eyes as he stood over you with that same smug look on his face

He slid his pants off and his hard dick sprung free

He started stroking himself and you gulped but you were so eager you took off your own clothes and spread your legs for him

“Such a good girl, you’re already dripping for me”

For some reason jealous Oikawa was such a turn on for you so you just spread your wet pussy open for him and whimpered at the cold breeze

“Please Tooru, I need your help”

He finally succumbed to your begging and got on his knees, easing his cock into your awaiting pussy

You both moaned at the delightful feeling and he made you look down at where you were both connected

“Look how good you’re taking me all in baby”

You moaned at the sight of him sliding his dick half way out and slamming it all right back into you

“That dumbass couldn’t fuck you like this, could he?”

You shook your head as Oikawa started drilling into you

“No Tooru, only you”

He had a bruising hold on your hips as he rammed into you and he made you watch each time as your tight pussy sucked him right back in

God you should really make him jealous more often

Tsukishima

Tsuki does get jealous from time to time but he is remarkably good at hiding it

But he is 100% the kind of person who lets his jealousy build overtime until it finally spills over

So to you it seems like he snaps at the smallest things

But he’s been watching you get hit on by random people for days and he’s seen the stares people give you when you’re walking together

All of this has gotten completely under his skin and he has had just about enough of it

So when Yamaguchi very innocently tells you that you look nice, Tsuki almost kills him right then and there

Before you can thank Yamaguchi, you’re being pulled away and Tsuki is coming up with some excuse for why the two of you have to leave right now

You are very confused but Tsuki has a firm grip on your wrist and he looks completely pissed off

You ask him what’s wrong and he just looks at you with the sharpest glare

“He said you looked pretty”

You were completely confused, why would he even get jealous over that?

Soon he had brought you back to his place and pushed you down on the couch

“Change”

“H-huh?” You looked up at him in complete disbelief 

“You can’t keep wearing those clothes if people are going to hit on you”

“But I don’t have any other clothes to wear?”

“Then strip”

You weren’t going to argue with him when he had that look in his eyes so you tentatively took off your clothes until you were just sitting there in your bra and panties

Tsuki kept his gaze trained on you as you tried to cover yourself up with your hands, feeling very exposed and embarrassed 

He knelt down in front of you and rubbed his hands along your thighs, placing little kisses here and there

“Only I get to see you look like this okay?”

You nodded as you watched him pry your legs apart and lick a stripe up your clothed pussy

You shuddered as he peeled your panties off and brought his tongue to your now bare folds

“So pretty” He mumbled against your core and his hot breath elicited a tiny moan from you

Soon he was kissing your pussy and shoving his tongue in as far as it would go

Your moans grew louder as you brought your hand to his head and pushed his head closer to you

He held your legs wide open every time you tried to clamp your thighs around his head

He wasn’t letting up anytime soon as you started to whine and squirm 

He sucked and nibbled and all you could do was call out his name in desperate squeals

If this was how he treated you when he got jealous you were going to get him riled up a lot more

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Hiii! Are u able to do some Dustin tickle hc? I really enjoy ur content :D

Aw I’m so glad you love it! I can definitely give you some! Dustin is honestly so underrated & we never really see much love for him on here, so I will gladly throw my hat in the ring to share the love for such a sweet boy!

-Dustin is really playful with his friends, be it lots of teasing & smack talk, or friendly wrestling matches, he likes to rile up his friends. So obviously he starts a lot of tickle fights in their group

-he may start them, but he can rarely finish them, unless he manages to form an alliance with someone, usually Lucas or Will. He prefers to have Lucas on his side, but if Dustin’s been too annoying that day then he won’t accept the truce & attacks him then & there saying this is what he gets

-when he teams up with Will, he’s more of the protector cause he’s not as ticklish as he is & it’s one of the terms of agreement they’ve decided on

-he has a really infectious, goofy laugh & it’s the cutest thing you’ve ever heard! Like if you hear it, there’s no way you won’t feel happy & you can’t help but laugh along

-which is why he’s one of the main targets out of their friend group. Poor Will is the #1 target, but Dustin is a very close second. He just puts up more of a fight & isn’t taken down so easily, which is half of the fun!

-if he’s feeling really playful or is in a lee mood he’ll tickle one of his friends in the hopes they seek revenge

-he found out Steve was ticklish before he could find out about his own weakness first. It was on accident when he climbed over him to reach the remote & his hand slipped. He didn’t have enough courage then to really do much with the information other than tease him

-once he got more comfortable & confident with himself, he wasn’t afraid to attack him like he does everyone else & was so damn smug about it

-but that opened up a whole new can of worms when Steve decided it was time for revenge. & he thinks his reactions are so funny he does it all the time. He really sees Dustin as a little brother & he likes to bully him with tickles & messes up his hair

-when they all joined Hellfire you bet your ass Eddie was a fucking MENACE to them. They’re the new guys & they’re young, so they’re easy pickings for teasing. & I know he probably used that playful kind of condescension with them cause they’re younger all the time & that includes catching them off guard with tickling. & Dustin was his favorite to do it to cause the guy made it so easy for him

-when Dustin shows off his flexibility to either freak them out or show off, someone always takes the opportunity to tickle under his arms

-when he’s tickled he screeches & swears a lot. The kid’s got the mouth of a sailor let’s be real. Steve & Eddie, being older, always jokingly get onto him for his language & tickle him even more

-one time during a campaign session, Dustin & the guys were being silly & not taking Eddie’s easy monsters seriously & he was getting kinda ticked off with them. & after they killed the wimp of a beast Dustin jokingly said “come on Eddie, I thought this was supposed to be high stakes. What’s next? A tickle monster?” & Lucas & Mike laughed it off with him. But the next week, guess what Eddie threw at them? Yeah, that’s right, a tickle monster. You get what you ask for bitch

-his worst spots are his tummy, armpits, & probably thighs? But his neck & ribs are also really ticklish. He’s just bad everywhere. You might as well close your eyes & go for it, you can’t miss

-he has tickle fights with Lucas all the time! Not as much as when they were younger, but he still likes to roll around & play like they used to. He calls it “cathartic” after all the shit they’ve been through. Lucas just calls him crazy (he enjoys it tho, he can’t deny that it’s still fun)

-he DID NOT HESITATE to spill the beans to Max about all of Lucas’s worst spots. Didn’t even have the decency to do it privately either. He told her whenever he was standing right there, making direct eye contact with him the whole time. He’s rotten like that

-he & Max teamed up against Lucas then & there. But Lucas turned right back around & got revenge immediately

-I just really love their friendship & people kinda seem to ignore it, even tho their dynamic is really fun & cute. There’s seriously no content for Dustin & Lucas together, even tho they’re really close & have a lot of chemistry. Stop sleeping on my boys

That’s all for now! Hope you enjoy as much as I did!

[writingmanaged]

The Answer

Request: Hey there, I have a request if you want to write it! :) So obviously set in the Marauders Era, the reader is a Ravenclaw and has had a long and rough day and just can't answer the riddle to enter the Ravenclaw common room. So she gets really frustrated and starts crying when for some reason Remus notices her and sneaks her into the Gryffindor common room so she can have a place to sleep? I think that would be really cute :')

A/N: This was so cute and so much fun to right! Thank you SO much for the request, I loved it.

Ship: Remus Lupin x Ravenclaw!Reader

Fluff

T/W: Anxiety in a way?, a panic attack

(Y/n) had had enough already. The day was simply terrible. First, it was waking up late. Then, stupid Quirell just had to spill all of his juice on her. By the time she had gotten back to her dorm and changed her clothes she was already late for class. Not only did she loose points for that, but she also had less time than everyone else to complete a test.

The rest of her day wasn't any better. She had gotten into this huge fight with her best friend and she had to spend the rest of her evening alone. She was both physically and emotionally exhausted when she reached the top of the stairs. All she had to do was answer than silly riddle and finally get into the comforting embrace of sleep.

What comes once in a minute, twice in a moment, and never in a thousand years?

(Y/n)'s mind was completely blank. What? She could barely even hear the riddle. Her mind was blank and she simply couldn't process another thought. No, no, no...

She was way past curfew. Is she couldn't find the answer, then there was no way anyone else could. Because everyone else was inside, in their warm beds, while she was outside and unless her brain started working again she were to sleep there on the cold floor.

Her breathing became unsteady and all she could hear was her blood boiling. She was panicking. Wrong move, she knew it. But she simply couldn't calm down. She hadn't even noticed that big tears had found their way down on her cheeks, like a broken sink that couldn't be closed.

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Remus Lupin was pissed. He had never lost a bet before. But how was he supposed to know Lily would agree to dance with James? What had gotten into her? Honestly...

It wasn't like he wanted to stay at that party any longer. Partying wasn't his favourite past time. He'd simply rather stay inside his dorm, under his blanket, with some chocolate and a nice book. But nope! Thanks to his dear Padfoot, he had to go all the way to the Ravenclaw common room and come back.

He thought he could use this as an opportunity to relax into the deadly silence of the empty hall. But instead of that, another bitter melody intruded into his ears and scattered his heart. It was the echo of someone sobbing.

He approached the (y/hc) haired girl and sat down next to her. She seemed familiar, but he couldn't be sure while her face was covered in tears. Remus placed his hand on her shoulder, looking at her in concern. "Are you alright, miss?"

(Y/n) recognised that voice. It couldn't be anyone else but Remus Lupin. He hanged out with those popular Gryffindors but he wasn't arrogant like they were. Or at least she didn't think he was. She had seen him in the library tutoring the first years. He had even given them chocolate.

"I'm fine." She mumbled, not sounding fine at all. Remus was very familiar with behaviours like this, both for his friend and himself. "You don't look fine. Please, let me help you."

(Y/n) wiped away her tears and took a deep breath. "Aren't you a Gryffindor? What are you doing here this late at night?"

"Well, one should never have bets with any of my friends." Remus said and laughed, in that soft tone only he knew how to. It helped (Y/n) relax and take deep breaths.

"What's the problem?" He asked her as soon as she relaxed a little.

"I-I can't seem to find the answer to the riddle..." She admitted in embarrassment.

"Let me see if I can help you." He told her and approach the door only to make a confused expression as soon as I heard it. "That is definitely the most weird riddle I've ever heard."

At that (Y/n) laughed. "Isn't it!?" But soon the smile dropped. He couldn't find it either. She was stuck outside, at Peeves' mercy.

Remus looked at her thoughtfully. "You know, there will be a free bed in my room tonight."

"Huh!?" (Y/n) exclaimed, once more embarrassed. Sharing a room with some of the most popular boys in her year?

"Well there is a party in the dormitory tonight. My friends will spend most of the night there if not all of it." He explained. (Y/n) seemed hesitant. "I don't know, Remus... I wouldn't like to make your friends uncomfortable." More like, it's going to be too uncomfortable for me.

"It'll be fine! I promise! Sirius is definitely spending the night outside. He always does." He promised. She was still opposed to the idea, but it sounded better than sleeping on the floor and so she agreed.

On their way down to the Gryffindor common room, Remus kept asking her questions. It turned out he remembered her name from classes. She was right when she thought he was a nice guy. Only nice was definitely not enough to describe him.

The common room was very lively. But (Y/n) didn't even have the strength to turn and look. She simply followed Remus all the way up to his room. "Wait. Won't you get in trouble for this?"

Remus shrugged his shoulders lightly. "Not if no one tells McGonagall."

(Y/n) smiled and sat down on a bed as she looked at the room. It was very odd. As if an invisible line seperated the room. The first two beds were alright. Not too neat, not too messy. The one she was currently seating on, was the definition of cleanness. She was almost terrified of ruining it by sitting. The last two, were a complete mess.

"So um... This one is my bed that you're sitting on. On your left are Frank's and James' beds and on your right are Sirius' and Peter's. Take your pick." Remus told her sweetly.

"Um... Could I maybe take yours? It's alright if not! It's just, I don't even know if the other guys are okay with me sleeping here!" Also, your bed is a dream, she wanted to add but didn't.

"Sure, no problem. I'll just sleep on Sirius'." He agreed without giving it too much of a thought. (Y/n) took off as much of a uniform as possible. She was left in her shirt and skirt, but it still felt rather uncomfortable.

"Would you like one of my shirts for a pijama? I don't mind." He suggested gently as she shyly nodded. He had already let her in his bed, why not?

She tucked herself in his bed, enchanted by his smell, and Remus sat on the messed up sheets with a book on his hand.

"Goodnight, (Y/n)."

"Goodnight, Remus. And thank you..." And like that she drifted into the nicest sleep of her life.

She had probably slept in, but who cares? It's Saturday. She wouldn't have woken up at all if it wasn't for all those male voices discussing something. Their conversation was blurry at first but soon she sorted it out.

"So yeah, apparently she had a bet going on with Marlene..." Someone said. She recognised that voice as James Potter's. Laughter echoed in the room immediately.

"Keep it down, will you!? You'll wake her up!" Remus scolded them. Her sweet Remus... Wait, her?

"Yeah guys, you'll wake up Moony's girlfriend~" Someone, who (Y/n) couldn't recognise said and the guys laughed again. After laughing a bit more (with the exception of Remus who told them to shut up) they kept quiet.

"Has anyone noticed that all our names contain the letter S except for Peter?" James Potter says.

"Ah! That's suspicious! I don't trust you anymore, Pete!"

"Funny, Padfoot..." Peter Pettigrew, (Y/n) guessed, answered to the comment that must have been made by Sirius Black.

And then it hit her. "Oh, merlin's beard..." She mumbled as she stood up.

"oh, (Y/n), good morning. Sorry if we woke you." He smiled weakly towards her.

"It was the letter M..." She sighed.

The guys looked at each other in confused. "Blimey, Lupin, your girlfriend's as weird as you!"

"The letter M..." She repeated. "was the answer to the riddle."