#Kel x reader comfort

[crystalflygeo]

That's one way to alleviate cramps ft. dragon!Zhongli + fem!reader

cw/tags: Period sex. That's... that's it, pls do not perceive me. Zhongli is a tiny dragon on this one. Chonkli. And he has a long dragon tongue bc of course. Oral sex (reader receiving) Blood I guess it's a given??? An attempt at fluff/cuteness and humor was made.

notes: @moraxsthrone Kel I want everyone to know this is 300% YOUR FAULT (this is a link ehe). Imma just post this before I think twice and then go hit my pillow I'm hungry and TIRED and delirious. Obviously.

“Hng- f-fuck… Zhongliiiii” You groan, squirming on the sheets.

You curl into a tight ball and your arms snake around your midsection, biting your lip hard as another wave of pain washes over your body. It’s sharp, muscles spasming, it leaves you sweaty and tense and whining.

“Archons why…” You mumble, letting out a rather strained sigh.

Your body relaxes a little, melting on the bed once the cramps are over, but your body still feels sore, and it’s hot, too hot, even when you’re down to your undergarments.

A very small and rather adorable dragon shifts frantically all around you, looking very much like a distressed puppy wanting to help but not knowing very well how to.

He noses at your cheek, scales cool against the heated skin, and then laps there trying to comfort you. “I apologize for not being able to help more, dearest.” The deep voice practically echoes in your head, reassuring, and definitely not matching his current cutesy appearance.

You smile softly and run your hand along his back, the scales shivering at your touch. “I-It’s okay Li… comes and goes…”

You’ve rarely ever seen Zhongli in this form, maybe two or three times actually. A miniature and… ‘chonky’… version of his regal Exuvia, with blunt horns and claws, and the size of your torso. He almost looks like a plushie, albeit a scaled one.

He’d said it was for your comfort, and honestly, you really enjoyed cuddling him on this form, playing with his tail fluff or let him ‘make biscuits’ over your skin.

And speaking of…

Once he sees you rolled over your back again, the overgrown lizard makes his way to your belly and starts pressing his small paws over your tummy, massaging. You can’t help the laugh that bubbles from your throat as it tickles a little.

“That’s better. I much prefer hearing your laugh, baobei.”

“Y-yeah… thank you Li.”

It goes on for a few minutes, the cramps seemingly dissipated for now as he purrs content and your body relaxes at his ministrations. It’s soothing.

But now another problem presents itself…

You groan again and slightly grimace. Your body is all sensitive, hot and sore, and he keeps insistently pressing and kneading at your pelvis, skirting the edge of your panties and so close… so close…

Archons how can you be thinking on that now? You were in pain merely moments ago! And now’s not the time to…

“Darling?” You see the small dragon sniff at the air. “Are you… aroused?”

Oh, damn his freaky dragon senses.

He has no right to sound that amused when he looks so cute either!

“N-No?! I’m- How could I-” You sputter.

His hearty chuckle invades your mind. “No need to be embarrassed, my dear. It’s quite understandable.” The dragon coos and nuzzles at your lower belly making you shiver. “In this stage of your cycle, you’re quite vulnerable and your hormones-”

“Stop. Stop talking biology to me I don’t- I don’t want to hear it!” You exclaim, face flushing. And yet you feel yourself getting needier.

And you know he knows.

“Very well.” His little paws and snout skim at your thighs and you feel the mattress shift as he settles between your legs curling there as if it was the most normal course of action. “Then, will you allow me to tend to you?” His head rests over your inner tight, staring up at you with bright rounded golden eyes.

“Li. I’m bleeding. It’s disgusting…” You mumble deadpanning.

The dragon only blinks at you “Oh, I assure you it’s not. It doesn’t bother me. And even so, beneath metallic smell of blood the scent of your arousal is rather tantalizing…”

Celestia’s sake.

You cover your face with your hands. “You perverted old lizard…f-fine…”

He only chuckles again and next thing you know you let out a shameful squeak as you feel the small dragon press his nose against your clothed core, hot and dampness mixing up together and causing funny feelings to swirl inside you.

Even in this form, Zhongli is nothing but thorough and attentive with his love as he nips and licks at your skin in smooth and carefully considered paths for a moment before starting to pull off your underwear on blunt teeth and clumsy paws.

Still a bit mortified but much hornier than you’d care to admit, you help out on the task, taking out the last piece of clothing you had on and laying back down fully naked. Well. Good thing the mattress was already protected in your paranoia to avoid stains…

The slow thoughtful drag of that thick dragon tongue over your folds has you immediately keening. You cover your face still embarrassed as he laps up the residual taste of blood and shed lining, dutifully cleaning you up.

The tang of copper and iron on his tongue makes him a bit feral and he enthusiastically dives deeper, rewarded with your moans that only spur him on. His little dragon snout rubbing against your clit as the long serpentine tongue enters you. Not as thick as usual but certainly just as skilled.

“Hah… T-That feels so good…”

“I’m glad.” The dragon hums proudly. “Pleasure and orgasms are certainly good ways to mitigate pain and allow the body to unwind.”

“A-Ah! Y-You can certainly… hng… multitask, hm? Lord of Geo?”

You feel that sinful tongue slide out of you wetly, and then lick insistently at the little bundle of nerves, pulling a high-pitched mewl out of you.    

“I’d say, the fact that you’re still able to talk means I’m not doing my job properly. Allow me, dearest.”

Pleasure builds steadily as Zhongli’s forked tongue works inside you, massaging and trusting in all the right spots, as outside, carefully blunted fangs toy with your sensitive swollen clit. He drags your climax out of you languidly and reverent and you come with a broken cry, dissolving into soft whimpers as your pussy gushes weakly. A heady mix of your juices and blood which the dragon happily cleans up with more swipes of that little tongue.

Once the job is done, the little dragon sighs and climbs up to nuzzle his head against your heaving chest and you drowsily start petting along the serpentine body, his tail curling around you, either possessive, protective or simply loving and you kiss at his snout. You stay like that for a while, both soaking up the other's presence in the sweet afterglow. Until Zhongli’s soft rumble appears back in your head.

“Not so bad after all, I take it?”

“Mm… I suppose not.” You reply, groggy and already half asleep. “Wouldn’t be opposed to… do that again…” You yawn.

“Of course, darling. Glad to help in any way I can.”

[unavoidedbyme]

a/n: this is my first time writing, please don’t judge me too much.

You are not perfect, and i am too.

tw: mentions of death and killing

SUNNY x Reader

everything is pitch black, he doesn’t know where he is. All he could see was… a tree…? wait a minute. Don’t tell me he-

A nightmare.

this was a rare occurrence happening to him for the past 4 years, ever since his sister died he has been shutting himself from the real world. He has been distant with everyone else including you. His bestfriend and crush. You and Kel has been trying to get him out from the house these past couple of years and neither of you are giving up trying to get him outside. In the end all of the efforts finally start to pay off, Sunny finally came out from his personal bubble and tried to reconnect with his old friends.

You were having a sleepover at his house, Kel and Hero wanted to share this moment one last time before Sunny move away leaving them all behind. It honestly made you upset but you try to ignore this pained heart in your chest.

Sunny woke up covered in sweats all over his body, he started crying silently not knowing somebody was up at that hour. You just came back from the bathroom finding only a sobbing Sunny on his bed, trying to wipe his tears away. Sunny was shocked seeing you there but was also embarrassed to have you seen him in this state, he still has a huge little crush on you and he thinks that he is weak for crying over a nightmare. You quickly rushed into his side and asking him what’s wrong, he was touched on how much of a gentle person you are and it made him even more guilty about killing the person you loved. He asked you on why would you help a monster such as himself? why are you so nice to him? why- just why?! he hates himself for it. He killed Mari. Basil loved her and he killed her, Aubrey loved her and he killed her, Kel loved her and he killed her, Hero loved her and he killed her, He loved her and he killed her, You… y o u loved her and yet he killed her. He hate this, he hate the fact that you made him feel loved, he hate the fact that he had lied to you, he hate the fact that-

“O..oh god.. Sunny, why are you crying..? please don’t cry.. i am here for you.”

You hugged him close, he starts to cry even more on your shoulder and yet you just let him be. Once he finally calmed down, you asked him about his nightmare but ofcourse you told him that if he doesn’t want to that’s totally okay. But eventually he told you about it, you were honestly concerned about the nightmare. It felt like it wasn’t just an ordinary nightmare, it felt so real it has so many details that no dreams or nightmares should have. But you didn’t pay any mind into it though, finding Sunny’s feelings more important than the dream. You told him reassuring words that we would never leave him alone again, you would never leave him alone again. Trying to soothe him more you started to rub circles around his back while still hugging eachother. You also had a crush on him since you first met him if you were going to be honest. His presence alone made your heart and body calm bringing a smile onto your face.

“It’s okay to cry, it’s okay to make mistakes. You are not perfect, and i am too.”

[pineappleciders]

Omori rw gang x s/o on their period comforting headcanons? (I’m only asking cause I’m on mine and it’s hell 😭)

A/N: sorry if it sucks i tried to get it done before yours finished so u wouldn't have to wait a month to relate to this. sorry if im late LMFAOO

OMORI RW GANG with an S/O on their period headcanons | includes: SUNNY, AUBREY, KEL, HERO, MARI, and BASIL

SUNNY

headcanon that SUNNY doesn't know shit about periods

he'll definitely be incredibly sympathetic, especially if you're cramping up

if you need pain relief meds or a heating pad, he'll have it in an instant

he likes to stay inside anyways so he doesn't mind if you don't feel like going places. you two often end up snuggling together on the couch watching movies with hot chocolate or tea

he really tries to make you feel better as best as he can, by drawing with you, playing your favorite music, getting whatever you want

he tries his best to comfort you with words but he really can't so he gives up and just,, shows his affection by doing things for you or cuddling

(pre-incident he'd probably ask MARI for advice or something)

he rips off pieces of sketchbook paper with a shit ton of doodles of random stuff. characters he/you like, animals, flowers, people, whatever. he might even throw in a couple words too

AUBREY

she's definitely quick to get you anything you need or want

you guys spend a lot of time in your bed just chilling

if you're in public and you're acting funny or something, she'll immediately know that you bled through your pants or need to change a pad or something

she's quick to make an excuse and pull you off to the side or to the bathroom

i mean this literally when i say she would steal money from people to buy you a craving food or medicine

surprises you with little comic books from hobbeez or other knick-knacks she knows you like

lots of hand holding and talking about whatever in your bed. she's sleeping over at yours every night no matter what and you guys always end up staying up all night just talking. she really enjoys your company but she eventually makes you go to sleep because you need rest

KEL

he kinda doesn't wanna get in your business so he doesn't mention or ask about it unless you say something first

he understands though, he'll kind of be softer just so he doesn't annoy you or anything

HERO taught him that liquids help cure sickness and he probably thinks it works for period pains or something

if you ask for a certain medicine from the cabinet he'll come back with like. vitamin gummies

he gets it the second time though

he feels pretty bad knowing you're in pain so he'll be quick to help you out with anything that you need,, (he always is quick to help you but more on your period)

lots of sleepovers

tucks u into bed every night. don't ask why

he also does your laundry. nothing else like cleaning or work or anything he just really likes doing laundry for some reason

his first instincts would probably be to leave you alone or give you space. but if you want him to stay with you he absolutely will

HERO

you need comfort?? food or medicine?? heating pad????? to be left alone????? he's on it faster than you finish the sentence

he doesn't know a lot about periods but he's definitely super respectful of it and tries his best

gives you the best medicine combos to combat cramps

cleans all ur shit and does all of your chores and cooks you breakfast in bed every day. he may as well be your fucking butler

brings you hot chocolate with marshmallows in bed and tucks you in with a big fluffly blanket

lots of watching shows together and snuggling

he the type of guy to go "just found out people have periods dhmu" on his story or somethign /j

if you ask him to buy pads or tampons or something he will buy the highest quality, 24-hour overnight max flow fucking gold plated pads you've ever seen

not to spoil you, he just imagines periods as the most hellish flesh-ripping experience someone can go through

he's not far off tbh

MARI

strange headcanon but i think she has the most horrific and painful cramps of all time when she has her period

so she is incredibly soft and sympathetic with you on yours because she understands too well

if you're rotting on the floor in pain she'll snap at anyone that comes in to get out

she's quick to hold you tight, get you pain medicine, water, food, whatever you need and she'll get it

she's anxious to leave your side. she always is, but more than usual

she cleans your room, tidies up around your house and does your chores every time you're on your period. even if you're perfectly capable of doing it yourself she feels obligated to

feeling cold? gives you all of her blankets, her pillows, turns the temperature up, brings you hot herbal tea, and cuddles you and MEWO

feeling warm? takes your overcoat off and hangs it neatly and gives you shorts, turns on all the fans and gets you nice cold water or lemonade

and not to mention the COMFORT. she's always talking to you and holding your hand squeezing it and speaking softly,, holding your head in her lap and giving you words of encouragement

BASIL

similar to KEL, he immediately thinks you want to be left alone and gives you space

but if you don't, then he's always there for you when you need him

he gives you little notes with drawings on them of flowers and whatnot, encouraging you and building you up (he loves praising you)

speaking of flowers, he probably shows up with a bouquet of flowers he grew himself that remind him of you. no special occasion, no date, he just wants to make you as happy as possible

i don't think he's big on physical touch, but he'll definitely stay the night or read you a story before bed to help you relax

he likes hand holding though. he'll probably sweat and run off anyways

he goes to the drug store at midnight to get whatever you want. be it menstrual products, craving foods, supplies literally anything you need he'll get it

hc that he knitted you a blanket and you cuddle it all the time but esp during this time of the month

[i-love-yoi]

You started taking drugs.

TW: the topic of drugs, addiction and much more, if you hate it, are disgusted or are triggered in any way, then please do not read for your own safety. This post does not encourage people to do the same thing, but on the contrary, not to start or even think about it. This post is made for entertainment and educational purposes, to protect people from this and to help others if they have anyone involved in these matters. Taking drugs is NOT the normal! Also, I use a translator, so I apologize in advance if something is not clear.

This idea arose after watching Requiem for a Dream. The only thing I don’t like there is that the characters are too beautiful, and the effects of DIFFERENT drugs don’t really affect them outwardly (Except for the main character’s girlfriend, it’s clear that she needs a dose and she began to show aggressive behavior.) By the way, an interesting fact, my father watched this film, but after my birth he still became a drug addict, now everything is normal.

Characters:Hero, Kel(RW)

TW:FEM!Reader, Romantic relationships, angst, hurt and no comfort, actions take place after the incident with Mari, possible spoilers and deviations from the canon, drugs, addiction, mention of death, heroin drug, mention of selfharm, mention of syringes/needles, mention of the menstrual cycle, mention of aggression, attempted attack by the reader, mention of the word “pregnancy” and the life of a prostitute (This is not actually in the reader’s life, only briefly mentioned as thoughts), amputation of a limb, abscess.

Hero

•He doesn't even know when this started for you, or how you ended up in this topic.

•Maybe it's his fault again, maybe it's because he didn't pay attention to you, or something else... He doesn't know, he would like to know.

•He would like to know this earlier, to prevent what you're doing, he would like to stop everything, so that you could live on, well and happily, together and happily.

•But this will never happen now, never.

•First, you lost a lot of weight.

•Of course, Hero started to worry about you, whether you were going on a hunger strike or something worse.

•He didn't want you to harm yourself in any way.

•However, you said that everything was fine, and when he tried to ask in more detail, to tell him if something was bothering you, you answered more aggressively.

• Honestly, you never did that, even if you had a hot temper, you didn't get mad at him if he asked you to share your thoughts with him, especially if he answered rudely and aggressively.

• This was the first warning sign for him, which, unfortunately, he didn't pay attention to.

• He thought that you didn't get enough sleep or something.

• Well, and he was partly right.

• You often had insomnia due to drugs, and bags appeared under your eyes, and he was also slightly worried about your well-being.

• He told you about it, to which he only received an arrogant answer that you were always beautiful, and he should be glad that you were still with him.

• You have generally become arrogant lately, which was also a little surprising for him.

• As if a butterfly considered itself a beautiful bird, and is trying to fly as high, but it clearly does not succeed.

•Your skin also became, how to say, older.

•More wrinkles appeared, and your skin and face lost tone.

•When he talked to you, he couldn't always get through to you because there was noise in your ears.

•He had to repeat the same thing several times just so you could at least hear it, and it took you even more time to process this information.

•You also started wearing a long-sleeved shirt, and this bothered Hero even more.

•He thought you were self-harming, and honestly, it would have been better if it had been self-harming.

•He also asked about your menstrual cycle, worried, and you said that you had some kind of glitch in them, and that one month they were there, but on another day of the week, and in another month they were not there at all

•You also had memory lapses, you forgot about his birthday or yours, that you were supposed to meet in this or that place, at this or that time.

•These were all red flags that Hero threw away.

•Of course, since Hero, although he was only studying to be a doctor, he still noticed a lot of details, realizing that you were either sick with something and did not understand what it was, or something worse.

•He hoped for the best option, and threw away the worst option, thinking that you were not like that, but how wrong he was.

•After all, the worst option turned out to be true, and the best one a lie.

•He deliberately did not announce his arrival, and called you on the intercom.

•There was no answer, but the door was not locked either.

•And here Hero found himself trapped in his thoughts.

•From a moral and upbringing point of view, it was impossible to enter your house, because it was indecent, but on the other hand, he was worried that something could have happened to you, what if you felt ill and lost consciousness? Or what if you opened up in the bathroom and were lying there, quietly dying.

•His worry about you won the argument in his head, and he carefully entered the house.

•The appearance of your house slightly... Surprised him.

•Most of the furniture in your house was simply not there, and various things were simply not there.

•Things that he had ever given you not with his own hands, but bought, were also not there.

•This made him very wary, but he decided to continue on his way.

•Walking along the corridor, he stepped on something.

•His heart stopped and sank into his heels as he picked up the thing from the floor.

•It was a used thin insulin syringe, 0.5 milliliters.

•As people say: "Hope dies last."

•And in this case it was like that.

•All the early signs matched, but Hero didn't fully believe it.

•Maybe it was for your medicine or something... At least he hoped so.

•Entering your room, he saw you sitting by the bed, leaning on it.

•You were holding your right hand, hissing slightly in pain, and next to you lay a used thin insulin syringe.

•There was nothing else in your room except the table and the bed, not even a closet.

•Adrenaline flowed through Hero's veins.

•Quickly approaching you, he saw that your pupils were terribly narrow and small, and it seemed that you did not pay attention to him.

•You were high.

•The worst case scenario turned out to be true, it broke Hero's heart.

•He grabbed your hand and tried to gently move your hand away to examine the wound, if there was one.

•And there was clearly a wound on the hand.

•But you held on so tightly that Hero had to abruptly pull your hand away, squeezing the injured one.

•From the intense pain, you screamed, trying to pull your hand away and fall to the floor, but because of Hero's grip you couldn't do it.

•You hissed and kicked, trying to stop the pain.

•Large bruises, extreme thinness, narrow pupils, aged skin that had lost its tone, menstrual cycle failure, memory lapses, aggression and inability to control yourself.

•You even hit Hero on purpose because of the pain, just to free your hand, but you were so thin and hadn't eaten properly for a long time, so you didn't really harm him.

•Lifting up the sleeve of his arm, Hero's face wrinkled in disgust.

•The place where you injected heroin turned almost black, it was like a sore that had been peeled too much and it had simply frozen. There was a black spot around the injection site, and then slightly scarlet, irritated skin, and a small trace of the continuation of the vein, which was marked by a scarlet line.

•You developed an abscess, as most drug addicts do.

•However, Hero noticed it so late that it was too late to do anything, it was already too late to save, even amputation would not have helped, because almost the entire arm was already infected.

•Hero let go of your hand and moved a certain distance away so that you, high and in agony, would not attack him.

•He took out his phone, dialing first the ambulance, and then the police.

•After you were taken away on a stretcher, he was devastated.

•He would never have thought that you were capable of such a thing.

•He hoped that you would survive.

•However, even if you had survived, he would have broken up with you, no matter how much he loved you.

•Addiction is something that is very difficult to get rid of, and knowing you, he was not sure that you would be able to get rid of it.

•Moreover, it would be better for both of you if neither of you watched each other suffer.

•A few days passed, you did not survive.

•You would not have survived, your survival rate was too low.

•And besides, it is probably better for you than to live without an arm and spend a lot of time on recovery, rehabilitation and return of the money spent.

•Death was the best outcome for you.

•Why is Hero so unlucky?

•Maybe he should stop looking for a new love and just drown in studies?

•Yes, it is probably better to do so.

Kel

•A guy who won't understand everything right away, and even if you tell him directly, he still won't understand, he'll need time.

•The same is true in this situation.

•However, unlike his brother, Kel is very active and clingy to you, I would say that you would start to get tired of spending time with him all the time.

•So he noticed it a little earlier than his older brother.

•Your dark circles under your eyes from lack of sleep immediately began to worry him, so he offered you to sleep with him for a few days, so that you would be comfortable and pleasant.

•After all, comfort always allows you to sleep much better, that's what Kel thought.

•In general, Kel thought that you were overcome by terrible thoughts and nightmares, so he hoped that by sleeping with you, you would find peace and be able to get at least a little sleep.

•Stupid, stupid Kel.

•When you told him about your irregular menstrual cycle, Kel only became more worried, thinking that you had fallen ill with something serious, or, God forbid, got pregnant, so he immediately advised you to go to the gynecologist for a checkup, to which you responded aggressively and rudely, angry that he called you a slut in this way.

•In fact, Kel thought that you could have somehow fallen ill or gotten pregnant with the help of a towel, because he once read on some old forum that this was possible.

•In fact, he was surprised by the aggression towards him, but he only thought that it was because he was being too intrusive or caused some kind of trigger in you.

•When you lost a lot of weight, Kel began to go to pizzerias or other food establishments more often on walks to order something, thereby ordering something for you.

•Although... He didn't have that much money to do that often.

•So now he cooks himself.

•And he cooks, well... Not that well, like his older brother, but acceptable.

•Well, that is, he cooks food that tastes great, but looks like you can't eat it.

•And that's because he can't put everything in it properly and neatly, and he has a ton of ideas in his head, so it's a mess.

•Well, that's where your sharply increased self-esteem comes into play.

•You kept saying that you wouldn't even touch such garbage, that the very sight of it made you sick.

•And even though it hurt Kel, he still begged you to eat it, practically crawling on your feet.

•He noticed that you had wrinkles and your skin tone had disappeared, but he didn't talk about it, he didn't want to upset you.

•He thought that you would notice it yourself and do something about it if you didn't like it, and if you liked it, well, that meant he liked it too.

•After all, the most important thing for Kel is character and soul, not appearance.

•When you started having tinnitus, Kel started speaking much louder, almost yelling, and he got so used to it that his parents always scolded him for speaking too loudly and always waking up his younger sister Sally.

•When you started having memory lapses, Kel just tolerated it all, because he himself, due to possible ADHD, has frequent memory lapses, although they are not as strong as yours...

•Of course, he was offended that you forgot about his birthday, about your planned meetings or some important dates, but he just swallowed it all.

•In fact, Kel is a real sucker, willing to put up with most of the shit that goes on around him, just because he loves and values that person.

•One day, while walking down the street with you, he was chattering about something, or yelling, because of your frequent tinnitus.

•It was basketball, Hero, parents, and many other things.

•And he chattered like that until the moment when you accidentally dropped a syringe from your pocket.

•Kel immediately stopped, bending down and picking up your thing, so as not to bother you with doing anything.

•And as soon as he saw what it was, his eyes widened slightly from the mixture of feelings that raged inside him.

•It was bewilderment, fear, surprise, and I think disgust.

•You, no longer able to control yourself, attacked Kel angrily, trying to take the thin insulin syringe from him, in this struggle, Kel accidentally touches your sleeve, exposing your incipient abscess.

•You were thin and powerless, so Kel easily knocked you to the ground, holding you there, breathing heavily.

•His heart was beating fast, and Kel was breathing convulsively.

•What should he do? What would his brother do in this situation? What could Kel even do?

•The only thing that came to his mind was to call an ambulance from his old and battered phone, which his parents had once given him for his birthday.

•He held you on the ground until the doctors and the ambulance arrived, despite how you tried to free yourself from his grip or hit him.

•When the ambulance arrived, Kel begged the doctors to go with you to the hospital.

•Watching you being strapped to the gurney, Kel's heart was breaking, bleeding.

•He felt sorry for you, the state you were in, how you were tied up, calmed down, he felt sorry for you, but not for himself.

•Of course, he was not allowed to attend the operation to amputate the infected arm. And so Kel sat by the office, looking at the floor with a sad and traumatized face.

•His parents called him several times, asking where he was, but he only answered that he was still out and would come a little later.

•Unfortunately, not having waited, he went home late, but early in the morning he returned to the hospital almost sleepily, just to find out how you were and whether you were alive.

•Thank God, you were alive, but now you were completely without one of your arms.

•Now you had to somehow learn to live with one arm.

•But your boyfriend Kel will always help you with everything, and sit by your bed all day long, just to see that everything is okay with you for now.

•And maybe you shouldn't mess around with drugs anymore? Seeing what it leads to.

•Maybe you should feel sorry for your loyal dog-like boyfriend and just try to live a normal, quiet life?

•However, even if you start taking drugs again, Kel won't complain, because the main thing is that you are there, and that's all he needs.

•He is no longer alone, and next to him is his beloved and dear person, even if he is not in the best condition.

[norizzsainz]

🌶️ NFY : MCDONALD'S FOR P

[ carlos sainz x singer!fem!reader ] [ wc ] 0.9k words

[ summary ] carlos' and y/n's breakup comes as a surprise to many of their friends. no one ever thought the couple would ever break up, but alas, y/n was always ready to do whatever was best for the love of her life — even if it meant breaking up with him.

[ loki's lines ] this was so much better in my head, contemplating if it should've just stayed there

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━━━━━━━ DECEMBER 03, 2023

max would've burst into laughter on any other day when he saw the way you had arrived at his doorstep.

you wore a hoodie; the strings tightly tied until only your eyes could be seen.

he offered a small smile as your eyes met; brows raised when you lifted a bag to his face.

“mcdonald's for p,” you mumbled. “got you and kelly some food, too.”

max tried not to let his smile fall as he heard your voice, the hoarse tone letting him know you had a really bad cry session — or even multiple of them.

“come on in,” he stated, nodding you inside as he stepped aside after taking the bags from you. “thanks for the food. p will love you forever.”

you only let out a tired chuckle at his words, not adding anything more. max frowned at your lack of response, realizing something was really wrong with you.

you loved p more than anything, and the fact you didn’t say much about max’s words were enough of an indicator as to how bad the situation was.

“aw, babes.” kelly walked towards you with a frown. “what are you trying to do? suffocate yourself?”

“honestly, right now, i'd love that,” you commented with a sigh, wincing as kelly untied the hoodie. “thanks, kels.”

the frown on kelly's face didn't fade; her brows furrowed as she sat you down on the sofa. she observed you well, her gaze softening as she met your bloodshot eyes.

“this isn't like you, y/n. what's wrong?”

max's heart shattered as he watched the way your face scrunched, trying to hold back the inevitable tears that made their way down your face.

you covered your face with your hands, crying harder when kelly pulled you into her embrace, trying to offer any sort of comfort.

“y/n ...” max stood next to you, patting your hair gently as his girlfriend rubbed your back. “tell us what's wrong so we can help.”

“h-he said we had t-to break up.” max frowned, exchanging glances with kelly as you hiccupped over your words.

“carlos? was it his idea to break up?” kelly inquired, confused.

you pulled away from the hug, meeting her gaze. “not carlos.” you shook your head, wiping away your tears with your sleeve.

max tilted his head. “who was it, then?” he asked, waiting for your response.

“his dad. he said we had to break up.”

the couple’s eyes widened, never having guessed your ex-boyfriend’s father would’ve intervened in the relationship and forced you to break up with him.

“what? why the fuck would he do that?”

max sat on the coffee table in front of the sofa you sat on, fisting his hands by his side as he looked at you. 

the man’s frown never faded, staring at you. “why did he tell you to break up with carlos?” he asked, teeth gritted to control his anger.

“he said i was messing up carlos’ focus,” you mumbled, looking at your feet. “told me to break up with him if i genuinely care about his career.”

“so, you broke up with him?!” max raised his voice, flabbergasted by your words. “what the fuck, y/n? why would you do something like that?”

“because i love him, max.” the couple’s hearts shattered as they heard the crack in your voice. “i broke up because i love him.”

“you can’t be serious, y/n.”

“i hate this more than anything, but i’ll have to deal with it. i know how hard carlos has worked to come this far, and i can’t just sit still, knowing i’m the reason he’s fucking up his dream.”

max frowned, shaking his head. “just because he fucks up his races doesn’t mean you are the reason for it, y/n,” he stated, trying to make you understand.

“i am, max. i know that very well.”

“come on, you know–”

“five times, max,” you countered, looking at him. “five times, carlos purposefully did not qualify for the races because he wanted to be there for me,” you confessed.

you watched the way kelly’s face dropped, while max’s expressions remained stoic.

he had noticed too. he knew.

you saw him take a deep breath, biting his lip as he contemplated what to say.

“so, do you think his performance will become better now that you’ve broken up?” max inquired, raising his brows. “because if he doesn't, then this would all be in vain, no?”

“this is what his dad asked for, and i–”

max shrugged. “you are just fulfilling his wishes, obviously. this ‘fucking up his focus’ was just a sad excuse,” he said.

“his dad never liked you, babes,” kelly spoke, patting your back gently. “don't you think this entire thing was just some excuse to get you guys to break up?”

you buried your face in your hands, trying to control your breathing as you sat back on the sofa. everything was overwhelming you right now, and it was sending your brain into overdrive.

these were the moments when carlos would be there for you; listening to your thoughts and sorting them out for you.

but, he wasn't going to be there for you anymore. you had to deal with this on your own.

“whether it's an excuse or not,” you stated, looking at your friends through your teary eyes. “we've broken up now.”

“and that's–”

“and that's that.” you were stern with your words. “i'm tired of all this. i just want some peace and quiet, okay? just wanna forget about this all and go back to living life as i normally do.”

kelly nodded supportively. “if that's what you want, that's what we'll do,” she said, pulling you into her embrace.

“we got your back, y/n,” max added, wrapping his arms around you two. “forever and always.”

you smiled into the hug, utterly failing to keep the tears from falling down.

“thank you for being there for me, guys. i love you both so fucking much.”

[gamergirl929]

No Matter How Far You Run (I'll Always Be Right Behind You) (Alex Morgan x Reader)

You were always told that your wedding day was supposed to be a momentous, and joyful occassion, if that were true, why were you feeling the way you were feeling? Why did you feel like you would never be good enough for Alex Morgan?

You’d gotten into the room over an hour ago, and for nearly the entirety of that hour, you’d been pacing, your palms sweaty and your heart racing, the bow tie around your neck growing tighter and tighter.  

“What about the flowers Em, did we get the right flowers???” You ask, your heart nearly beating out of your chest.  

“We got the right flowers Y/N, I promise.”  

“And the cake?” You ask, screeching to a halt, your hands running down your face. “What about the cake Em?” 

“We got the right cake, Y/N, you gotta calm down, okay?” Emily says, her own hands beginning to shake, your anxiety transferring to her in some form of mass hysteria.  

“What if I screw up my vows?” You ask, giving Emily no time to answer before you’re asking another question.  

“What if Alex decides I’m not worth it?” You gulp, your pacing increasing in speed.  

You continue to mutter unintelligibly under your breath words that Emily can’t quite make out, your anxiety only increasing her own.  

The door slowly creaks open, Kelley O’Hara poking her head through the crack.  

“Has she calmed down yet?” She asks, her brown orbs widening when she realizes Emily is nearly shaking just as much as you are.  

“I’ll take that as a no.” She says, slipping through the crack, the door clicking shut behind her.  

“Y/N, tell me what you’re thinking...” Kelley whispers gently, giving your shoulder a comforting squeeze. 

You sigh deeply, running your fingers through your hair, your mouth opening and closing as you search for words to describe the emotions you’re feeling.  

“She’s too good for me Kel.” You whisper, the shorter woman shaking her head as you turn to her, tears in your eyes.  

“You’re perfect for one another.” She whispers, tucking a loose strand of hair dangling in your face behind your ear.  

You shake your head, sniffling.  

“What if she regrets marrying me?” You mumble, your words so soft Kelley has to lean in to hear them.  

“She would never regret marrying you.” She smiles softly, her hands settling on your shoulders before she gives them a squeeze.  

You swallow hard, your Y/E/C orbs darting around Kelley’s face considering you’re unable to look her in the eye.  

You shake your head, your mouth opening and closing as you try to find your words the sound of Emily’s chair scooting across the floor making you stiffen.  

“She loves you Y/N.” Emily whispers as she places a comforting hand on your tuxedo covered back.  

“It’ll all be okay, alright?” Kelley whispers, cupping your cheek with one hand, running her thumb along your cheek in comfort.  

You nod, taking a deep breath as you try to calm yourself down, but it’s to no avail your inner turmoil again rearing its ugly head.  

Kelley and Emily’s shoulders sag, the pair feeling ease, despite the fact that you were beginning to tremble again.  

The room, though large enough to comfortably house a group of people feels claustrophobic, the room closing in on you as your heart again begins to race.  

“I can’t do this.” You mutter, causing both Emily and Kelley to jump as you turn on your heels and sprint out of the room, dashing in a random direction, putting as much distance between the pair as you possibly can.  

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You weren’t at all sure where you ended up in the venue, your sense of location completely off as you sprinted in random directions until you found a random room to camp out in.  

You cover your face with your trembling hands; your entire body beginning to shake. 

You knew you shouldn’t feel this way, you knew that this was supposed to be the happiest day of your life, but still, you couldn’t escape your own head, one thought followed by another, then another, each thought worse than the last.  

A part of you wanted to remain hidden, to curl up on the other side of the door until the wedding was over, but you knew you couldn’t do that, not to her. 

No matter how much you thought she deserved better, you couldn't break her heart like that. Despite that thought, you remain still, unable to force yourself to your feet.  

You go ridged at the sound of approaching heels, your chest tightening as you hold your breath, hoping that whoever it was would pass by, unaware of your presence.  

Unfortunately for you, the clicking heels stop just behind the door you’re currently leaning against.  

“Y/N?” You hear Alex’s soft whisper, and your eyes widen, the door slowly creaking open.  

“W-Wait, we’re not supposed to see each other.” You stammer, the woman on the other side of the door chuckling.  

“You’re more important than a silly tradition right now.”  

You shake your head, grabbing the edge of the door, holding it closed.  

“I know how important it is to you Alex.” You mutter, your throat bobbing.  

Alex falls silent before the door creaks open a bit wider, her hand slipping between the crack, her palm facing upwards, her fingers wiggling in a silent invitation.  

You take her hand with no sense of hesitation, the tightness in your chest ebbing away slightly.  

The two of you sit in silence, Alex’ fingers delicately playing with your own, the rapid racing of your heart decreasing with each passing second.  

“Do you want to tell me what’s wrong? Emily and Kelley said you might be having second thoughts...?” She asks and you take a breath, your throat bobbing as your hands grow clammy.  

You remain silent for a beat, the woman on the opposite side of the door squeezing your hand.  

“Do you...” You stiffen at the sound of the crack in Alex’s voice as she speaks words you know she wished she never would have to speak.  

“Do you not want to get married?” She asks, her voice quivering, your heart sinking in your chest at the soft utterance.  

You remain silent, your mouth opening and closing as you try to put your feelings into words.  

“Alex, there’s nothing I want more than to marry you, but...” You close your eyes, your breath catching in your throat. 

“What if you regret it?” You whisper, the woman on the other side of the door remaining silent as you put your thoughts into words.  

“I’m just going to screw it up, I’ve already screwed it up by running away and hiding like a coward.” You say, knocking your head against the wooden door behind you.  

“I’m not good enough for you, you deserve so much better, you deserve someone who isn’t going to run and hide on what’s supposed to be the best day of your life, and that’s not me.”  

Your heart clenches in your chest when Alex’s hand leaves your own, a lump forming in your throat.  

“Close your eyes.” She whispers, your brows furrowing as your eyes flutter shut.  

The door creaks open softly, your breath hitching as Alex’s hands settle on your chest before finding your shoulders, leading you to believe that she too has her eyes shut, following the tradition she holds dear.  

“You’re more than good enough for me.” She whispers, her fingers tangling in the fine hairs at the base of your neck.  

Her forehead rests gently against yours, her lips ghosting your own as she whispers.  

“You’re all I’ve ever wanted. I couldn’t and never would regret marrying you.” She says, bumping the tip of her nose against yours.  

“You didn’t screw anything up, and no matter how many times you run away, I’ll always be right behind you, because I love you, Y/N, and you’re worth chasing after.” She whispers, a tear streaming down your cheek, one that Alex quickly swipes away with the tip of her thumb.  

You sniffle, covering her hands with your own as you kiss her lips softly, her manicured nails scrapping the nape of your neck gently.  

Reluctantly you part, neither going far as your noses brush, a small smile stretching across your face.  

“So, should we go get married now?” You whisper a grin stretching across your face as the woman giggles, pecking your lips.  

“I think we should... As long as you still want to...?” She whispers and you smile, leaning your head back to kiss the tip of her nose.  

“There’s nothing I’d want more.”  

[the-bugs-under-ur-skin]

Yandere Kel, Sunny, Basil, Aubrey, and Hero sitting in their S/O's lap - Omori

[yandere Kel x reader]

-he usually likes to lie on you so if you redirect him to your lap, he'll get attached

-he's not afraid of affection at all, so if you want him in your lap he'll do it

-but then he gets too comfortable with it

-sitting on the couch? he's in your lap. trying to get work done at your desk? he's in your lap.

-sometimes he'll still try to sit in your lap even if you aren't sitting!

-he's at first a little bashful about being in your lap

-he always wants to be manlier and impress you, so he feels like he shouldn't be the one in your lap

-but once you reassure him and he gets used to it, he's totally blissed out

-he becomes very proud as if he isn't the one in your lap

-he's lounging around, nuzzling into your and bragging to anyone who mentions it

-he's a little to excited to fall asleep, but he probably would eventually since he's so reluctant to leave your lap

-you probably need to remind him not to yell since he's right in your ear

-he's usually pretty chill but he will get frustrated at people interrupting you both like this

-he can get into petty arguments so he'll usually just stomp over to you for comfort

-if you are preoccupied, just lean back and he'll just sit in your lap and pout until he feels better

-your lap is his favorite chair now, so get comfortable

[yandere Sunny x reader]

-the moment he trusts you, he'll get cozy in your lap like a cat

-he's not too shy about it since I can imagine him doing it to people he's close to before

-but now you're all he cares about so be prepared for a clingy cat

-he IMMEDIATELY falls asleep in your lap

-and he's not shy in public either

-if you're at a picnic with everyone, he's not embarrassed to crawl in your lap and take a nap while everyone chats

-if he can't sleep, he'll just stare up at you until he drifts off

-he can be at peace in any scenario as long as he's in your lap

-he definitely dreams in faraway about this, completely isolated with you while sitting in your lap

-it's a common joke among the entire group that he's glued to your lap

-he doesn't care about any sort of teasing and is way more upset when someone tries to convince him he actually needs to leave your lap every now and then

-if you can handle it, he'll just crawl on your back if you need to get up

-he doesn't get emotional all too often, but if he does then it's your lap he runs to

-jealousy of a chummy stranger, fear of SOMETHING, or any damage he's taken after a fight can be fixed when he crawls into your lap

-this is his default cuddle position, so get used to letting him in your lap because he won't listen to you if you ask him to move

[yandere Basil x reader]

-he's superrr shy so you'll have to tell him to sit on your lap

-he's extremely rigid and doesn't know what to do with his hands so he just stares down and keeps his hands in his lap

-you'll have to gently push him against you so he can actually get comfortable

-he's one of the few that won't sit in your lap and go to sleep or watch TV

-he'll just stay facing towards you, watching your face

-don't feel pressured to stare back because if you do he'll probably pass out

-movie nights are useless dates since he'll just crawl into your lap and watch your face

-he's pretty shy with PDA, but if he feels he needs to sit in your lap he may or may not ask if you need to sit down just to get into your lap

-he's very emotional, so he needs to sit in your lap and cry into your shoulder sometime

-and with everything he does he'll try and find a new way to make it a way to manipulate you

-so even if you don't feel like having him in your lap, he's going to cry until you let him

-and if he thinks you're getting distant then he'll crawl into your lap and then cry

-especially if there's a reason that you need to get up for any reason because then he'll be sad and jealous!

-it's just plain greed- if you keep letting him in his lap, he'll get more dependent on being in your lap

-sure, if you limit his time in your lap then he won't be as addicted to it, but then he'll just find something else to latch onto like holding hands or petting his hair

-he's as greedy as he is clingy

[yandere Aubrey x reader]

-she's probably the most shy about it

-she really doesn't want to look soft in front of anyone and really wants to be strong for you

-sometimes she'll pull you into her lap in a way to show that she can protect you or calm her jealousy

-but if you ever see her crying or if she opens up to you, she really needs you to just pull her into your lap and comfort her

-her anger and aggressive behavior is just a facade

-she's just a soft and vulnerable person who wants to rely on someone

-she latches onto you and cries until she can't

-afterwards, she's going to need to sit there a lot more often

-i mean, she opened up to you! she ripped her heart out and gave it to you! you need to let her in your lap whenever she wants

-sometime she'll just order you to sit on the sidewalk just so she can cuddle into your lap

-all of your dates will usually involve her cuddling up to your lap or at the very least laying her head in your lap

-she loves sitting by the pond and just lying in your lap, it's one of the few times she won't force herself to be mean or have to deal with the stress around her

-at first she wouldn't want other people to know that she's that vulnerable

-but eventually, she realizes its nobody else's business and will just kick anyone's ass who teases her about it

-and if somebody tries to make you get up and steal your attention (which usually just means somebody asked you to move because you're in the way or made prior plans) she'll crash out

-she'll push them back into a trash can or tree and just drag you to her house where you both won't be bothered

-she really just needs this time with you, it's the only time she can be herself

[yandere Hero x reader]

-he's not used to this

-he's the tall gentleman, he feels like he needs to be the one to let you lie in his lap like a princess

-so he's very flustered when you pull him into your lap

-it's very refreshing, though

-he's always trying to be the best for everyone around him, so its so relaxing to just have someone else take care of him

-he's probably going to be the one who hops in your lap the least, but it's not a one time thing

-every now and then he'll get super burnt out and he just nervously asks if he can crawl into your lap and have you comfort him

-if you ever offer it, he'll immediately agree

-he's not shy at all and will just chuckle and lie into your lap

-definitely the type to take a nap whenever he gets into your lap because it's such a relaxing change of pace

-he will give a little pout if you have to get up, but he's not as bad as the others where he'll try and make you stay with threats or manipulation

-he'll just distract himself by baking for you or writing some sappy love letters since he's such a sap

-so even though he's more casual then the rest about this, he's probably the most appreciative of it on a mental level

-he's the one with the most responsibilities and also hardly gets comforted like the others could

-plus, he loves when you take the lead for once, it flusters him like crazy!

[mustainegf]

hello elena…. 😈 can you PLLLEAAASE do reader x submissive kirk pegging 🙏

GUYSSS THIS REQ WAS MADE BY MY LOVELY FRIEND KEL!!! HE WRITES SUCH GOOD STUFF GO CHECK HIM OUT!!!!! @hetfieldsdaddy

𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄 ¹⁹⁸⁵

One night, after a very intimate conversation, Kirk kind of awkwardly mentioned that he wouldn't mind being pegged. So I decided to make it an occasion filled with love and trust, because I knew he would be nervous.

I had everything ready, a comfortable soft harness and a medium sized, silicone strap-on. As I was putting the harness around my waist, I could observe Kirk taking a very cautious interest. He was breathing quicker with every move, cock twitching in eagerness.

"Are you okay with this, baby?" I cooed in a whisper of a voice, softening my gaze as I watched him.

He nodded, his voice sounding a shivery but insanely determined. "Y-yes, I'm ready—I w-want this".

I just smiled warmly and leaned down to kiss him gently. "You're so brave, Kirk. I'm so proud of you."

I readied him slowly. I knelt between his legs and applied ample lube to the silicone and his entrance, taking my time to do it properly so he would be relaxed and prepared. My fingers worked gently, massaging and stretching him carefully, freeing soft moans from his lips.

"Does that feel alright?" I asked slowly, rubbing up his thigh to remind him that I was here, no matter what.

Kirk mumbled a soft whimper, his eyes closing as he nodded. "Yeah… that feels good. Just please… go slow."

"Of course, baby. I'll take care of you," I whispered, kissing his thigh.

He gasped when finally just the tip of the strap on was applying pressure to his opening. I paused to let him adjust, my hand softly caressing his hip. Gradually, I pushed in, feeling him tense but then slowly relax as I entered him.

"Oh, God…" he groaned, his hands gripping the sheets and almost ripping them.

"You're doing so well, Kirk..." I whispered, voice drenched with total love.

Continuing, finding a slow, steady rhythm, Kirk's moans very quickly grew in intensity. He was not in the least bit explicit with the sensations, every slight bit or piece of pleasure he felt.

"That feels so fucking good," he hissed, face shoved into the pillow as his tummy arched from the mattress. "Please, please, don't stop..."

"You're taking it so well, Kirky. I'm so proud of you, for being such a good boy," I murmured, my hands caressing his thighs and hips as I fucked his hole for the first time.

"Oh fuck, yes!" he cried out as I continued to thrust, his body bowing upwards with each pump. "You feel so good inside me!"

I smiled wickedly, feeling my own arousal building as I watched him squirm beneath me, and take it so well for his first time. Kirk was always so vocal during sex, but tonight he seemed especially eager to express himself.

"Talk dirty to me, baby... What are you feeling?" I urged, my pace quickening as I picked up speed, pushing in a little further, hoping to find his sweet spot.

He gave in without hesitation, his words falling out. "You're so fucking- ngh! You're filling me up- s..so good!" He paused for a second, his breath faltering. "I can feel it stretching... me open... Oh god, yes!"

As he continued to beg for more, I reached down and wrapped my hand around his erection. Kirk's eyes rolled back in ecstacy as I began to stroke him, matching the beat of his pleasure.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" he shouted, his body tensing and shaking beneath me.

"Good boy," I cooed softly, encouraging him to let go and cum.

Finally, after just seconds of his announcement, Kirk's orgasm smacked him. He cried out as his seed spilled onto the mattress below us, coating it in his hot, sticky cum.

I could feel his muscles spasming around the dildo, his pleasure so thick it brought a few stray tears to his eyes.

He panted, and I slowly pulled out very gently, removing the harness and setting it aside before climbing onto the bed and gathering his shaky form into my arms, holding him close.

"You did so well, baby. I'm so proud of you, so proud," I mumbled before kissing his forehead.

We laid there for a while, snug in each other's arms. He let a hand rest across my chest, his fingers drawing lazy patterns on the upper flesh of my breasts.

"I love you," he murmured, his voice soft and sweet like it always was.

"I love you too, honey," I smiled, knowing he was my everything.

[aritsukemo]

Heyyy! I hope the requests are open and im not putting too much work on your shoulders...

Anyways, this is my first ever time requesting... ANYTHING at all so i hope this is a not-so-hard or something that i shouldn't request (if not or you just don't feel like doing this request do NOT respond/do this request. I don't want to cause you burnouts or anything...)

Okay.. so...

May i request OMORI main gang x reader (all separate ofc) how long did it take for them to get comfortable around their s/o fully and how do they act in the developed relationship?

Thank you for your time! ^^

How long would it take the Omori Gang to become comfortable with their s/o? Well..

( @weed-stoner )

Warnings: Spoilers ahead! ( Implied in others and blatantly stated in Aubrey's part )

A/N: I AM SOOOOO INCREDIBLY SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!!! I started this shortly after you requested it but then things happened and I had a little dry spout with Omori and forgot about it completely. Nevertheless, I hope you enjoy this! ( And again, I am SOOO sorry, love! 😅)

I'd say, based on their level of openness, the ranking of how quickly they'd become comfortable with their significant other would look something like this..

Kel

Mari

Hero

Aubrey

Sunny

Basil

And here's why..

Kel is the type of person who can vibe with anyone as long as they aren't a horrible person. ( Or act like Mikhael. Even then there's a chance. )

I'd say give it maybe a couple weeks? He's never been in any kind of relationship like this one so he may act a little different than usual for a while. Once that's over though, he's pretty much the same eager ball of sunshine! He'll always want to nag them to come out and enjoy the world with him and will do everything in his power to be around them! After all, it's way more fun hanging with them than being at home..

Now this can be up for debate, but I think Mari wouldn't take long at all to grow comfortable with her significant other. In her opinion, communication and trust are key parts to any lasting relationship so she doesn't mind coming to you when she's a little bothered by things. ( Which happens more times than one may think )

I see her taking maybe around a few months ( like three to four ) before completely letting the person in. It's nothing personal, she just wants to gauge their personality and see whether or not this relationship will be able to last.

Now, Mari doesn't act much different when she's comfortable with people. Subtle things do change though. For example, her smile seems more relaxed and she gets less upset when making mistakes around that person. Their presence soothes her and as a result, she's less uptight around them.

For Hero, it really depends on when he got into the relationship. If it was before his relationship with Mari, which is not likely, he's not that much different to Kel. He'll spend a lot time with the person and pretty much tell them anything and everything. If it's after his relationship with Mari, which is more likely, it'll be much different.

You see, Hero has experienced heartbreak in one of the worst possible ways and it'll take time for him to heal. That being said, I really don't see him dating anyone until that happens, but let's say that he does. Realistically, it take quite some time which can vary from a few months to a year to way longer than that.

Now, Hero is still Hero so he'll treat whoever he dates with the kindness and respect that they deserve and will do everything he can to make sure they're happy and healthy, ( both physically and mentally ) however when it comes to verbalizing his own emotions, that's where we hit a nail. Whoever he dates would have to be very patient with him otherwise it may cause him to put even more walls up.

When he's finally comfortable around them, it'll show. He'll start telling them things he wouldn't before and'll even rant to them about his problems occasionally. He'll be way more open with his partner and'll be just a tad bit ( a lot ) more clingy than he used to.

Aubrey is a rather tough cookie. Ever since Mari died and everyone distanced themselves, forcing her to cope with everything alone, she has never truly let her walls down in front of others. And, if someone attempted to break down those walls, she'll grow defensive and even violent towards that person.

How long it would take Aubrey to even be comfortable enough to date someone really depends on the personality. Like, I see her letting her guard down quicker if the person is more kind and patient with her like Mari rather than someone's who's short-tempered or rough around the edges like her.

When Aubrey is comfortable around her significant other, she'll be less afraid to tell them how she feels. She'll vent to them, but because of that, she'll be more shy towards them. Aubrey'll also hold that person in higher regard than others and'll hold them close to her heart. When they scold her, she actually listens and tries to do better. If they're upset, she'll be the first to notice and'll be there to listen to them rant/help them out in any possible way. And, she'll always try to make sure that her little fights and other violent affairs never mesh and disturb the person's daily life. In a way, she sees this relationship as a way to pay them back for putting up with her for so long so she'd pretty much do anything for that person.

Sunny's next and oh boy..

I honestly don't see him indulging in any kind of romance with anyone unless him and that person were like childhood friends—I'm talkin' never leaving each other's side, seen everywhere together type of close childhood friend with someone—and even then, it's hard to imagine post-traumatized him feeling comfortable around anyone besides his former friends, let alone a relationship. But for the sake of this, let's say he does..

I can't put a time limit on how long it'll take him simply because I see it depending on which ending we're talking about. Obviously if we're talking about any of the bad endings, he's pretty much a lost dead cause. He's not going to make any attempt to open up to them and no matter how much they may try, there will always be distance between them. Now, if we're talking about good ending Sunny, the person actually has a chance.

There will be a lot of trial and error simply because Sunny's used to keeping things bottled up. He's not used to being upfront and truthful and he's only used to running away and not facing his problems. That being said, I see the process quickening a bit if the person he's dating is super gentle and patient with him. If they just gave him time, and a tiny push here and there, he'll come around. And when he does, he'd be stuck to them like glue.

I feel like he'd make it known with his body when he's truly comfortable around his partner. Whether his shoulders noticeably slump in their presence or maybe he lets his guard down enough to hold you or lean on you. Just something that'll let the person know that he feels truly safe around them! I see him being sorta touch-hungry and expressing it once he's comfortable with that person by giving them a bunch of hugs and cuddles and such.

And hey, maybe he'll even talk! ( Nah I'm playing BAHAHA- )

Finally, we have our sweet boy Basil. The gardening genius that carries a ginormous bouquet of trauma wherever he goes..

It's easy to say that whether the person was his friend prior to the incident or not, it'll take forever for Basil to truly feel comfortable around them.

If they were his friend prior to the incident, well, it all really depends. Was he close ( closer than he was with the others ) with them before the incident occurred? Did they distance themself from the group like everyone else? Did they stick to him and never let him go? Depending on what the person does all depends on how long it'll take. To me, I definitely feel like Basil would spill everything eventually if the person decided to stick with him when everyone grew apart and, as a result, would become sort of this unhealthy lifeline to Basil. Since they'd be the one he confides in about everything, it would grow to the point that they'd be the one thing keeping him together. He'd be at their mercy, and in a way, they'd be at his and nothing would really change until probably after the truth comes out ( if it were to come out ) and Basil got the proper help he needs.

If they weren't his friend before the incident, good luck. They'd be lucky enough to even get a full conversation from him, much less get him to be their friend and harbor any kind of romantic feelings for them. But let's say that is the case. Let's say that through some stroke of luck they managed to befriend Basil and eventually end up in a relationship with him. The person is going to have to put up with a lot. Basil is a very sensitive person and all it takes is one bad interaction for him to completely shut them out. They'd have to tread very lightly ( but not too lightly; if they don't try enough, the relationship's not getting anywhere ) or else they'll end up back at square one. I see this taking years ( specifically four or more ) and really, I only see him completely growing comfortable with the person after some extensive therapy.

When he's finally, fully comfortable with them, he'll be way more verbal and open. The fear of being rejected/judged would've been less apparent and slowly pushed to the back of his mind. Being with them for so long, ( and having gotten at least some bit of therapy since I literally don't see this happening otherwise ) he's grown to trust them to some extent. He's also grown to love rambling to them about whatever's on his mind. Whether that be about flowers or things much darker. I see him craving their touch and he wouldn't mind asking. ( But not too many times, he's still Basil after all ) I see those two spending so much time together that Polly would see them as an extension of the household. ( She'd fix them dinner every evening and would grow concerned if they didn't show up to get it and say hey to Basil. That's how much they'd be together. )

Dividers were made by me, pictures used are from Pinterest, post formatting is inspired by @xxsabitoxx

[falseclosure]

Round of 16 | Kelley O'Hara x Reader

summary: kelley misses the penalty

warnings: none

word count: 1.1k

a/n: need an outlet after that disaster of a match and KO's one of the very first footy players i looked up to and i cannot handle that she missed that pk so here's something 🥹

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Ever since Kelley was subbed on, I was begging it would not get to a point where she has to kick the penalty. But here she was now, counting her steps for her run-up. I was whispering words of encouragement, knowing that Kelley doesn’t like it when the crowd was loud.

Closing my eyes, I was begging and praying that she makes her penalty. With one last prayer, I opened my eyes, seeing Kelley swing her right foot back; the ball making contact with her foot. It looked like it would go in, but with the curve of her kick, it hit the post instead. I can’t believe it. Kelley missed her penalty.

There were a lot of things on my bingo card, but Kelley missing her penalty was not one of them. She was calm and collected before she took the kick, but the physics behind it simply beat her. I looked at her sister beside me, tears welling my eyes because I knew that if the Swede makes her kick, it would all be over. I felt sick to my stomach.

Erin placed a hand over my shoulders, comforting me, knowing I never want to see my fiancee crying, especially because of major tournaments. Kelley always played her heart out, even when she is on the bench; she always supports her teammates, sending motivation their way. She has been doubting herself if she would make the World Cup for the past couple of months, and I knew that the missed penalty kick would only make it worse. She’s the strongest person I knew, but she’s just a person too.

As the VAR check ended and the referee blew her whistle, indicating Sweden’s win, I knew Kelley would blame herself. She was walking around her teammates, comforting them. She was holding back her tears because, for her, she was a veteran, someone that the kids could count on. She didn't want to show them weakness. I saw a few tears escape her eyes, but she was quick to wipe them away. As she gathered with her teammates for one final huddle this World Cup, I cannot help but think about the aftermath of this game.

“You think she’ll be fine?” I asked Erin beside me. She looked at me and sent me a reassuring smile.

“Of course, she would. You’re by her side.” I smiled back at Erin and thought of ways how to make Kelley feel better after this tournament.

After their huddle, Kelley and some of her teammates immediately went to the stands looking for their family. Erin and their parents nudged me and encouraged me to be the one who goes down the front of the stands. Servando and Charlie were beside me, Charlie already reaching out for her mom who was already in front of her. I sent a little smile towards Alex hoping it sends a little comfort her way. I turned my eyes back into the field and saw Kelley approaching. I immediately opened my arms and reached out to her because I knew she always found comfort in those hugs. No words were said for a couple of minutes as she continued hugging me.

“I’m sorry.” I heard her say a little sob escaping her throat. My heart felt like it was crushed into a thousand pieces hearing her sob like that. 

“It’s not your fault baby. You did your best. I know.”

“But I could’ve done more. I could’ve buried that penalty. I wasn’t good enough. I’m sorry.” 

Kelley's words hung heavy in the air as I held her tightly, providing a comforting presence amidst the turmoil of her emotions. I gently lifted her chin, making her look into my eyes, filled with sincerity and love.

"Kels, listen," I said softly, my voice carrying the weight of my genuine conviction. "You are an incredible athlete, a remarkable person, and a source of inspiration for so many, including me. One missed penalty doesn't define you, doesn't define your career, and it certainly doesn't diminish the passion and effort you've poured into this sport."

She sniffled, her eyes still glistening with tears, but she was now looking at me, absorbing my words.

"You've faced challenges before, and you've always risen above them," I continued. "This setback doesn't erase all the victories you've contributed to this team, and the memories you've created on the field. Remember the love you have for this sport, the love that has driven you to be the remarkable player you are today."

Kelley's grip on me tightened, and she nodded slowly as if beginning to find solace in my words.

"I know you're disappointed," I said, my voice tender. "But you're not alone in this journey. Your teammates, your family, and I—we're all here to support you, no matter what. And I have no doubt that you will come back even stronger from this."

“But what if this was my last major tournament?” She asked, fully aware that her clock was ticking with the sport she loved.

“That’s not the Kelley I know. The Kelley I know would tell me that she would give everything to be there at the next one. But if this was your last, you still have the NWSL season. I’d like to see you give them hell before hanging your boots up.” I told her with a small smile, trying to inject a bit of humor into the moment.

Kelley managed a faint smile in return, her tears gradually subsiding. "You always know how to make me smile, even in the toughest times," she said, her voice still quivering slightly.

"You're not alone in this, babe," I reassured her. "Your journey is shared by everyone who loves and admires you. Remember that your strength goes beyond what happens on the field. You've touched so many lives and inspired countless people."

As the stadium began to empty out and the players started heading back to the locker room, Kelley and I stayed embraced, finding comfort in each other's presence. The path ahead might be uncertain, but one thing was clear: Kelley was more than just a player on the field. She was a role model, a leader, and above all, she was loved.

In the days that followed, Kelley gradually found her footing again. She leaned on her support system, her teammates, her family, and me. She channeled her disappointment into determination, using it as fuel to push herself even harder in her training. The NWSL became a new focus, a chance for her to continue showcasing her skills and passion for the game.

And as time passed, Kelley's perspective began to shift. She realized that her worth wasn't solely determined by one missed penalty. She saw the bigger picture—the impact she had on and off the field, the resilience she had shown throughout her career, and the legacy she was building for herself.

[sunraies]

Happy and High

Warnings- 18+, drug use, underage drinking, driving under the influence, swears.

Rafe Cameron x Kook!Reader

Chilling at the boneyard, at the end of the party. Happy and high, talking with your friends about a conspiracy theory Kelce heard while wrapped in your boyfriend's arms.

Poorly written Rafe fluff. Established relationship. Not canon at all.

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The waves crashed gently, stars shone brightly as the fire burned low, having burned down from a big bonfire that lit up most of the beach to a small campfire in which the group huddled around. 

The party had slowly come to an end, people going home for their curfews or finding places away from the main party to hook up. 

Solo cups were scattered along the beach with empty kegs laying toppled over. It was surprisingly clean for a boneyard party. No blood stained the sand. 

For once the Kooks and Pogues had a decent night, enjoying the boneyard how it was meant to be. A place to party away from any form of authority, somewhere to be young, wild and free. 

For the youth of Outerbanks, this was paradise on earth. Music played loudly with booze and drugs in endless supply under fire lit hidden haven. 

You sat on the sand snuggled in your boyfriend's hoodie, engulfed in his smell and cologne. Your back was warmed by his t-shirt covered torso. His arms wrapped around you while you played with his ringed finger, with his chin resting gently on your shoulder.

"Warm enough, babe?" Rafe whispered in your ear as he squeezed you affectionately. 

You nodded, resting your head back to his shoulder, earning a kiss on the cheek. He smelt of beer, weed, and a smell that was distinctly Rafe under the expensive cologne he always wore. 

Although it was the middle of summer and the air was warm, Rafe always worried about you being cold with the evening ocean breeze. Not that you ever complained, any chance to be bundled in him, you took. 

"I'm telling you, man. Microchips!" Kelce pointed at Topper, solo cup in hand and joint hanging out of his lips as he spoke. 

"The government isn't going to suddenly bug our brains" Topper replied as his arm layed over Sarah's shoulders. 

"No, no. Listen, listen, listen" Kelce held up his hands, gaining the whole group's attention "Not bugging or washing. Nah, none of that shit- "

"Hey, Kel. 3 Ps" You cut him off holding your hand out for the joint, having watched Kelce already waste some. He knew the rules of Puff Puff Pass. 

He just grunted and passed it over before continuing his rant. 

"Anyway, none of that. We buy Microchips with any shit we want on it. Like downloading Google!" He pointed to his temple "to our brains!" 

Kelce leant back like he had blown everyone's mind before laughter followed. 

Rafe took a drag as you held it up to his lips before taking a hit yourself. A comfortable silence fell before Topper spoke up.

"So we would be like robots?" He frowned looking down from his star grazing, having been deep in thought. 

"Yeah, yeah like robots, fucking A.Is" Kelce grinned, coming out of his grump of being laughed at. 

"Don't encourage him, man" Rafe groaned, burying his face in your neck. His best friends were dumbasses.

All he wanted to do, even before the night began was take you back to his empty house, eat pizza and fuck you with no one around. 

His dad and Rose were away at the summer house for the weekend, Wheeze was at a sleepover and Sarah would hopefully piss off to Topper's. It was a perfect weekend for just being with you.

But you had wanted to go to the boneyard as soon as Sarah said about Chase (a guy with good music taste) being on the aux and with Chase as DJ, the boneyard was always popping. 

You wanted a night of dancing, getting drunk and high and what Rafe's girl wanted, his girl got. 

"So like you'd immediately know how to do anything uploaded?" You asked as Rafe groaned again. You hit his arm gently and gained a kiss on the neck. 

"Yes, Yes! Exactly!" Kelce's grin widened "I knew I liked your brain!" 

"Alright, so if you could know anything right away," Sarah joined in as she cuddled into Topper's side more "What would the first thing you learn be?"

"Languages," Rafe sat up straighter "I'd totally bagsy languages" 

"Like all languages?" 

"Of course. Understand and speak to anyone in the world! No brainer. It be tight" 

"You already know French and Spanish" 

"Right but with the chip, I'd know them all" 

Sarah shrugged in response as Rafe grumbled in your ear about being questioned. 

"It's ok, baby. Languages are sexy" you whispered which brought a smile to his face and French being whispered in your ear 

"I want to fuck you" 

"Smooth, love, real smooth" you laughed, sitting up more as you rolled your eyes at him. 

"I'd want parkour skills" You announced earning a few raised eyebrows "Who wouldn't want parkour. Imagine running and jumping to anywhere you liked! Get to places so quickly" 

"Parkour isn't a superpower, baby," Rafe laughed. "You wouldn't gain super speed to run places" 

Everyone nodded and laughed while you slumped back into him "Shut up, language boy" you grumbled light heartedly. 

"Nice come back" 

"Nice come back"  

"Real mature. Don't be like that" 

"Real mature. Don't be like that" 

He scoffed at you mimicking and you copied. 

After a moment of mocking each other, Rafe shut it down with a heated kiss. The others ignored it with it being a regular occurrence. 

"Medical" Topper said, nodding his head like it was the best idea in the world. 

"Medical?" 

"Yeah? Knowing everything medical" 

"Like a brain surgeon?"

"Totally, being as smart as a brain surgeon would be lit" 

"Seems like a lot of pressure. Everyone would come to you" 

"Oh, shit….nah….I'd want Mega shot skill!" 

"Top, what the fuck is mega shot skill?!" 

"You know, like, always being able to score a goal! Never missing a shot" 

"So the ultimate sports player. Calculating accuracy shit?" 

Topper pointed at Kelce and nodded "right, right!" 

"But the chip doesn't give you superpowers" you reminded them as Rafe chuckled. 

"You'd have this while still in your body. Mate that's shit, it would only work if you were already a pro. Not some stick playing beach soccer or volleyball" 

Everyone again laughed at a poor dishearten Topper before Kelce said cooking which no one could find fault with. After picking at Rafe's language choice for being boring and hearing yours and Top's ideas, no one could discredit Kelce's. 

After a while your eyes began to droop as Rafe played with your hair. Topper and Kelce shared the last joint when Sarah finally said her idea.

"Photographer memory" 

She got the response of a bunch of frowns followed by groans.

"Shit, you win"

"How did none of us think of that?" 

"You'd know everything just by looking at how to" 

"How long did that take you to think of?" 

Sarah shrugged with a smug look, she'd won the game, that wasn't a game in the first place but being high and happy, you all let her have her victory. 

"Can we have pizza now?" You said softly to Rafe, curled into him more having been in your own world for a little while. 

"Of course, pretty girl" He smiled down at you "Let's get you home" 

He kissed your forehead before standing up and helping you, brushing the sand off your butt and cheekily pinching it. You squealed and laughed as he pulled you into his side. 

"Pizza?" Kelce asked "I'd be up for pizza" He'd been laying on his back but was clearly still with it enough to hear you. 

Rafe groaned "No, fuck off" 

Kelce pouted "I want pizza too"

"Actually pizza sounds real good right now" Sarah smiled and Topper nodded happily 

Rafe ran his hand down his face "Go to fucking Top's and get pizza then"

He was honestly losing patience, his hopes of the weekend he had planned were back when you asked for pizza. It's all he wanted now. To be rid of these losers and just have you. 

"It's my house too," Sarah protested, folding her arms. Rafe looked up to the sky.

"Kick them out after pizza" you suggested, not wanting this night to end in a Cameron sibling agrument. It'd been nice have your closet friend and boyfriend in the same space, not fighting for once.

Rafe took a few more minutes before looking down at you and nodding "fine" He sighed "Alright! Fine!" 

That's how you all ended up in Rafe's truck, you and Sarah blaring music and singing along. Topper laughing at Kelce as he hung out the window. While Rafe raised his hand on your leg as he drove, praying that pizza wouldn't make everyone stay the night. 

[blondie20000]

Work and Play - Kelly Severide x Reader

"I got a present for you."

You look up and smile as Kelly handed you the parcel.

"You shouldn't have." You grinned. "Thank you Kel."

Kelly grins.

"Anything for you honey." He leans forward and kisses you on the cheek. "Go on." His eyes go on the parcel. "Open it."

You eagerly rip off the wrapping shredding it to bits. You then remove the lid.

You pause the lid still in your hand. Your smile turns into a frown. Your brows furrow as you put the lid down and scoop out of your present.

"Kel?"

He smiles.

"You like it?"

You raise the present.

"It's your jacket?"

"Turnout coat." He corrected you.

Your face screws up as you examine the item of clothing in your hands.

"But why?" You asked.

"The Chief ordered us a new batch he thought we all needed a freshen up." He shrugs. "I have to admit it's had it's days." He gestures at the worn out uniform. He then sighs. "We been to Hell and back." He rubs the coat with an affectionate manner. "This can tell some stories." A fond expression went across his face. "I wanted to share those stories with you."

"What like have it on display?"

He smiles.

"You are on the right track."

Your frown deepens as he takes the coat from you.

"But you will be the one who will display it."

He gives you a smirk. Your eyes widen with you realized what he meant.

"Oh..."

"Oh." He huffed a laugh. "That's all you can say?"

"Umm."

"Speechless huh?" He again laughed. "I'm glad I can still surprise you after all this time."

"You certainly have surprised me." Your eyes go on the coat. "You want me to wear that while we..."

"Make love to both my girl and my job." He again smirked. His face turned serious when you continued to frown. "But we don't have to." He quickly says. "It's entirely up to you I just...well I thought..."

His cheeks turned pink. You found yourself laughing at his reaction. He is cute when he is embarrassed.

"Babe." You reach out and wrap your arms around his. "Yes...Yes! Let's do it."

Excitement immediately appears on his face.

"Well then..." He nods to the other room. "You better get ready."

"And what will you be doing?"

"I'll be right here. Waiting for you."

You roll your eyes.

"Of course it's me who has to put the extra effort in."

"Oh don't worry." His eyes sparkle with mischief. "I'll be working just as hard." His hand rests on your thigh. "Trust me."

Your breath picks up as he looks at you with an intense gaze. That smirk of his remained on his face. Not wanting to wait any longer you grab the coat and run into the bathroom.

Kelly sat on the bed and waited for you.

Five minutes later you step out. You heard a sharp intake of breath as you closed the door behind you. You turn round and face your boyfriend.

Kelly slowly stands up from the bed. He walks towards you. He stops and eyes you up and down studying every part of you. He then reaches out and places his hand on your chest.

"It suits you." He says his voice awe.

"Do you think I have the potential?" You asked as Kelly ran his hands down to your body.

"To be a firefighter?" He shrugs. "I don't know."

"You just said this suits me."

"Very true." His hands stop at your waist. "But can you withstand the heat?"

You look up at him and give him a devilish smirk.

"I guess we'll have to find out."

Matching your smirk Kelly suddenly picks you up. You let out a squeal as he raised you into the air. He then places you over his shoulders.

"This is a fireman's carry." He explained.

As he starts walking you gasp.

"Kel!"

"Gotta learn the basics sweetheart." He paused at the bed. "Now next part you gotta be extra gentle." Kelly carefully lies you down on the bed. "Like that."

You wriggle on the bed to get yourself comfortable. You then froze when his hand went on your leg.

"Yeah about that. I'm gonna need you to turn over."

You raised a questioning brow at him.

"I wanna see my name on your back." He replied his voice getting husky. When you continued to stare at him he then sighed. "Pretty please."

You smile.

"Okay."

You turn on to your stomach. You then became tense as you felt him climb on to the bed. He sits inbetween your legs and starts to run his fingers along the letters. You felt his fingers trailing each letter on your back.

"You know what this says?" He asks.

"Your name." You answered.

"And what is my name?" He asked his voice barely above a whisper.

"Kelly."

"And surname?"

"Severide."

He nods and moves closer.

"That will be your name one day."

You gasp as those words hit you. You and Kelly have never really spoken about marriage before. What he said was that a hint on what was to come? An insight into their future together?

Mrs Y/N Severide.

You repeated the name over and over in your head.

It sounds perfect.

Judging from the smile on Kelly's lips and the wishful look in his eyes you knew he was thinking the same.

You turn your head round when you heard him coming towards you. You lock your lips with his and kiss him. The kiss started out soft at first then it became more heated and passionate. He poured his love for you into that kiss.

"God Y/N." He mumbled into the kiss.

He pushes against you. His hand goes into the coat and grasps your breasts. He fondled your breast. He squeezed your already hard nipples causing you to moan.

Kelly kissed you and nibbled at your earlope. You giggled as he sent a trail of kisses down your collarbone.

The giggling soon vanished when you felt him caressing your ass. He leans towards your ear.

"I wanna fuck you with my name on full display." He growled.

His voice sent a wave of goosebumps through you.

"So you know what that means." He added.

You nod.

"I do."

"If you want me to stop I will stop okay?"

"I know."

"You remember the password?"

You again nod.

"Wildflower."

He smiles.

"That's right."

He gives you a quick peck on the lips and grins at you. Then he goes back and positions himself in front of your entrance.

A loud gasp escapes your lips as you felt him go inside you. He completely stretched you and touched places you didn't even know existed from this angle.

"You okay Y/N?" Kelly asked.

"Never felt better." You replied your voice shaky with both nerves and excitement.

He chuckled at your response.

Then he went further inside you.

At first Kelly started off slow but eventually he picks up the pace and starts to thrust you hard.

"Fuck!" You cursed out loud.

Another chuckle came from him.

You didn't have to see his face to know he is being smug right now.

Kelly continued to pound into you. His cock pushed into you hard and fast making you cry and groan with pleasure. You begged him to keep going to keep making you have these sensations that currently went through your body. The sudden adrenaline made you feel alive.

It was exhilarating!

Kelly's lips are back on your ear. He sucked on the earlope and pulled hard at it. A whine escapes you as he bites down on your neck. Seeing you in his coat has made him possessive all of a sudden. He wanted to claim you here and now in his coat. Make you his.

He increased his hold on you and moaned your name. He is hungry for you. Feral.

You found that so fucking hot.

"Fuck Y/N." He cursed.

That made you weak to your knees.

You grip the sheets tight until your knuckles started to turn white. You start to feel that familiar fire at the bottom of your belly. You knew you are close.

"Kel...Kel..." You panted his name. "I'm close I'm...Ahhh!"

You pushed your ass against him. The need to let go started to consume you.

Kelly brushes his lips against the back of your neck and nods.

"Do it."

You didn't need to be told twice.

A shudder went through your body as you let it all out. Once it was all out you then collapse on to the bed.

Kelly grits his teeth as he too let it all out. He clenched his jaw as the cum spilled all over the sheets. He again cursed then he drops down beside you and sighs heavily.

"Ah man." He said his voice breathless.

You turn on to your back and stare at the ceiling. Your mind is in a blissful daze. You felt yourself coming back to reality when his hand goes on yours. You hold his hand.

"Damm." You spoke after several minutes. "Just wow."

"Tell me about it." He replied.

You sit up and shrug off his coat. You saw the stains of cum on the material. You then look at your boyfriend.

"Well that's another story to add to the list."

He laughs and takes the coat.

"You really been through it huh?"

He waits almost like he expected the coat to respond but of course it didn't.

Your hands land back on his. Both of you are now touching the coat. You then nod.

"Work and play a perfect balance. "

He raises an eyebrow.

"Work and play?"

"Uniform representing the work, play representing us. Together it works well."

"Too well by the look of it." He said with amusement.

You both give each other a knowing look.

"I do like man in uniform." You suddenly say.

Both of his eyebrows shoot up at that.

"I like it very much." You added with a smirk.

He huffed an amused smile.

"I guess that means I'm wearing the coat next time."

"Always take turns they say." You again smirked.

He laughs. After a minute he said.

"So taking turns it is?"

"Yeb."

He then nods.

"Work and play?"

You respond with a grin.

"Work and play."

You both then sealed the deal with a kiss.

The End

[lillythecoolest]

Random Omori x Reader hcs! (Post Mari Accident)

Warnings: Death

Trying new content!

•Sunny isn’t very used to having parters. You might even be his first partner! He might not express it verbally, but he loves you very much. You’re probably the person he’s the closest too. He loves to get hugs, please give him hugs. Even though he doesn’t ask, he’s probably too scared to ask. He only likes affection from you, though. Remind him of Mari, but ofc not in the sibling way. Ew. But anyways, he tries his best to comfort you when you need it. Even if he needs it more. Sometimes he’ll invite you to go out with him and have picnics at Mari’s grave. Just reassure him you love him, he needs it.

•I’m not sure how you got Basil to warm up to you, but once you as him out you’re now his comfort person. You and Polly of course. He loves nose kisses, actually any kinds of kisses, no matter how red it makes his cheeks go. He also likes laying under trees with you, sitting in the sun until he falls asleep. He’s honestly an angel to you, dedicating a specific section of his garden to you.

•Dating Hero is very bittersweet, so be gentle with him. He tries as hard as he can to make sure you know he loves you, because he feels like he didn’t reassure Mari how much he loved her. He doesn’t talk about Mari much, but when he does it’s usually of his past memories with her. But other than Mari, he is the sweetest man ever! He does everything for you, even un-needed things. He’s very romantic, cooking you dinner and even teaming up with Basil to give you flowers.

•Kel is imperfect, but he’s all you could ever want! He’d love to play basketball with you, and if you don’t play he’d teach you! He’s very chaotic, sometimes almost burning his house down from trying to boil water. But he’s well meaning of course! He’s always got his arm wrapped around your shoulders, and brags to his friends about you. He’s one of those people that tries to do something smooth like handing you a rose, but he’ll accidentally cut his fingers with the thorns.

•Aubrey was difficult to warm up to, but once you did, she never let go of you. She always tags along with you or makes you tag along with her. She’d rather not tell anyone, but if anyone finds out she’d probably threaten whoever exposed it. She might not say much, but she really loves you. She doesn’t talk about Mari much because she thinks it makes her look weak, but if she ever does your relationship would only get stronger.

•Mari too because why not! She’s very sweet to you, always trying pick up lines but ultimately failing. If you go to see her and Sunny’s performances she’d be so thankful! She loves to kiss you aswell, and she also loves bantering while at picnics.

[mwalani]

hiiii!!!! hellooooooo!!!:3

i'd like to request all the omori characters with a genderneutral s/o who is super gentle and kind; like always having a soft smile on, always asking for consent, never looking phased whenever they do something weird, etcetc. also, could you perhaps make the reader / s/o elegant as well :3c.

feel free to adjust this request as much as you want! this is honestly my second time requesting to anyone, so i'm really sorry if this isnt to your liking/standards of interaction :[!!

take your time on this request, dont forget to eat drink and rest in a healthy extent :3!

thank youuuu!!!~

-[anonymous].

Omori characters X Kind!Reader

⌗notes - Hiii!! Thank you for being the first omori "requester" on my blog LMAO anyways I hope you like it! Btw, sorry it's too short, especially on some characters😭I love aubrey

⌗content - Omori headcanons of the cast with a kind and elegant!reader

You always reminded Sunny of his sister, since both of you were really kind to everyone and also elegant.

Sunny is a person who doesn't talk a lot, like, literally, and having you to do the social interaction for him when he really isn't feeling like it makes him really grateful.

It was a bit... Refreshing having you around.

He was always with some intrusive thoughts on his head, and your presence alone made him chill more.

Sunny appreciates the fact you never forced him to talk, only stopping for a moment to see if he wants to, if he doesn't, you keep talking.

Another thing is that he loves how you never touch him without asking, it makes him more comfortable with you.

Basil liked to hang out with you the most! Ever since what had happened, you were the only person who actually went to check on him.

You always listened whenever Basil talked about his plants to you, and even offered on helping him sometimes. When you wanted to hug him, you always asked first. Which was really nice of your part. Basil really liked how elegant you were, it was so amazing! No matter how bad his day was, you were always there to comfort him without even asking for him to do the same. Though he'd feel guilty if he didn't do the same, so you two are kinda of just being sweethearts to each other!

Kel loves your energy!! He doesn't like negativity so having someone who can match his positivity is really refreshing! He seems like he would do a lot of those grimaces(that's the name? 😭). Seeing how you never really told him to stop, instead, laughing with him, made Kel really happy. Whenever he accidentally hurt himself or something, you would always help him to take care of it.

Hero was really grateful for having you there, especially after the incident. You tried your best to keep everyone together, and even if it didn't work that well, you still talked to everyone. Including him. Hero liked hanging out with you, since you were always really gentle with whatever happened. Though he was worried you might have been just trying to hide your feelings 😭 (Hero is best boy frr)

Aubrey was quite the opposite of you, and it was fun how you two managed to get so close. She would often talk to you about something bad that happened during her day because she knows you won't judge her or complain about her non stop talk. Aubrey has more of a soft spot for you, so you can expect her to actually listen when you give her advice or warn her about something. Whenever something happens to you, Aubrey will go feral to defend you, while you just stay there watching her like 🫠😍

She's more open to you than anyone else because Aubrey is sure you're not telling it to anyone.

Mari loves you so much!! And you two are also really similar so!! She's always watching you from afar, in case something happens, like someone being rude to you because Mari knows you're not going to defend yourself 😭

Always asks for your opinion on anything. Literally anything. Just so she could have another point of view, you know?

And since you're the chillest of the group, Mari prefers to ask you. Likes to go out with you to whatever place you feel like going! She trusts you so she doesn't mind what you chose.

[zedrine]

hi, it's the anon who first requested that sunny reverse comfort! .. i have come back again..!!!!

can i request for a sunny from omori x reader doing pocky game (established relationship!!)

can be post game if you'd like! thank youuu <3

Z.2 — pocky game w/ sunny >:D

PAIRINGS : SUNNY x Reader

WARNINGS : none!! :D

DESC : mentioned at the top! <3

NOTES : ENDJGJENSBCBFKE HI AGAINNNN

You popped into the room, jolly as you held a Pocky box behind your back, “Suuunnnn?~”

He sighed — “Yes?” — he shot up a glare at you, frowning, he was busy writing down his essay for school.

“Can we.. play a game, please?” You softly grinned, hoping he’d get off that paper he’s been working on for, I don’t know, maybe two hours?

Sighing once more, SUNNY responded, with frustration, “Fine.”

“Oh–” you didn’t quite think he’d agree so quickly.

Both of you then sat on the couch as you revealed the Pocky box — “Oh, God,” he rolled his eyes, “Kel, right?”

You smirked as if you were a Kel dupe, “Yes, he told me to do it with you,” you nudged his shoulder jokingly as you opened the box, then the packaging, “he told me you’d enjoy the game!”

“I don’t like that [favorite flavor] one,” he blandly stated, quite cruel and direct if you asked me. “Oh, hush!” You took a Pocky stick out; you would get the flavor part and he the bread.

“So…?” he looked at you, begging for instructions of the game with his eyes.

“Okay, so—” that’s a lot of so’s, “—both of us have to slowly bite our way through the Pocky, but, whoever accidentally bites the Pocky off or gets to the middle first, loses.”

“What if we kiss?” he asked; you stayed silent.

You tried your best to suppress a smirk, grin, smile. How could one be so naïve?

“Anyway,” you said — a chuckle let out — as you pointed the Pocky between your mouth and his, again, you had the flavor part, “good game.”

The game started; both of you started nibbling on the Pocky, you looked up at him, but he only looked at his distance in the Pocky.

Then, it broke!

“Dang it– YOU did that!” You pointed at SUNNY, who stared blankly at you, “No,” he mumbled.

“Ugh,” you rolled your eyes, “whatever.” You took another Pocky stick, this time, cruelly and tauntingly, he had the flavor; “You must hate me, don’t you?”

“Hush,” you aligned the stick again, then the game began again. Nibble, nibble, both of you were close to the middle, then–

In just a mere moment, the stick disappeared — you were kissing him!

The kiss, surprisingly (as you thought he’d pull away immediately), lasted for long… long… and long…

“Pweh!” he exclaimed — ouch — as you retorted, “Uhm, excuse me??” Offended you were, how could he say that, to your perfectly lip-glossed lips? :(

“Sorry, sorry,” he wiped his lips, “the Pocky flavor—” but only because his saliva slightly dripped out from his cough, “—I don’t like it, I told you.”

You sighed; well, at least he was honest, “Yeah, whatever.”

You took another Pocky stick; he had the bread part.

Game started, nibbling, the room was quiet. Cold.

But, as an apology, he nibbled quite faster, so he got to the middle first to lose, willingly — “Haha!” you chortled triumphly; he smiled, a rare sight, but you failed to notice.

“I’m good at this game~!” You proudly reveled, reaching down for another stick, but, just then, his hand held yours (the hand you’re using to get the sticks, by the way.)

“Hm?–”

You looked up, but then he leaned in, much further than he planned to; kiss count, number two.

But this time, it was shorter, yet more passionate that the previous one — heartfelt, or maybe it was because he was the one who initiated it?

Nevertheless, he felt, quite strange too. Dear Sister, please help… he prayed in his head, help, help help!!!!

Blood came rushing to your cheeks — mostly his, though, he kept his head down — “Sunn?”

He breathed shallowly, Crap, he thought, “Y-Yeah?”

He kept his head down, his dandruff was showing — no, no, just kidding — embarrassed by what he’d done. You were still in shock from the sudden kiss, that you accidentally stayed silent.

“S-Sorry,” again, he apologized, thinking he caused the tension in the air. (Man, I just wanna hug him so badly)

You exhaled through your nose in relief, “Heyy,” you lifted up his chin, but he averted eye contact, “it’s okay, I’m sorry…”

You cupped his cheeks, then gave him quick, big pecks everywhere on his face, to his dismay, he kept yelling; “Stop!–” mwah, “–you taste like–” mwah, “[the flavor of the Pocky]!!” mwah.

You then stopped the kissing, pouting, “Oh, so you don’t like my kisses?” still cupping his cheeks as you stared right into his soul.

“No, no, I didn’t mean that…” He murmured, leaning into your palms, and caressing the back of them. Still avoiding looking in your eyes, though, even after all those verbs.

Softly, you kissed his forehead, “I love you too~”

He responded to that, but only I knew — “I love you more,” he whispered, or mouthed, but you didn’t hear.

JANXBDJAKSJDRNNDD im soooo sorry if this is so sloppy SNXNFNDND ITS LIKE 11PM HERE ND I AHVE SCJOOL TOMORROW😭😭😭 i RLLY RRLYYY hope u like this one☹️💔

[silcoitus]

The Mad Scientist's Assistant - Chp 29

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Previous Chapter: Chapter 28

Rating: Explicit. Minors DNI 

Chapter Tags: Silco x Fem!Reader, Reader-Insert,

Chapter word count: 18k

Chapter Beta Readers: Thank you as always @purplefangirl42

Total word count: 201k

A/N: Thank you for joining me on this journey. I hope the ending is satisfying in more ways than one. As promised, I'm posting the chapter in its entirety. But in one month, I'll be replacing the text with an AO3 link. So read it here while you still can!

Chapter 29—The Nation of Zaun on AO3

A/N: I can’t believe we’re here. I can’t believe we made it. I say “we” because I truly could not have finished this work if not for you, my amazing readers. Every kudos, every comment, every hit kept me going. Can you believe when I first set out to write this it was only supposed to be 15 chapters? But then y’all inspired me and I had so many more ideas that I just had to throw in. (Some of you directly affecting the plot—looking at you, @dreamyonahill and your comment about the sleep serum side effects. I wasn’t ever going to turn that into anything, but your comment made me want to explore it and it led to one of my favorite chapters, Chapter 15! Forever grateful.)

I of course must give a giant, sloppy thank you to both my betas @purplefangirl42 and @deny-the-issue. Catching my errors and leaving me reactions in google docs really made writing feel less like a solitary endeavor. And Kels, you alone kept me in check from chapters 20 onwards and were subject to so many DMs of me questioning if I was making the right choices or not. I appreciate your honesty and your comfort when the big imposter syndrome monster would rear its ugly head.

A thank you to the BR discord. Thanks for putting up with my ramblings about TMSA and for just being an amazing, supportive community of beautiful, unhinged, sexy, talented creatives. 

Big thank you to anyone who did art of TMSA, commissioned or otherwise. It’s one thing to write a fic; it’s a different thing entirely seeing art derived from it, especially when it’s fanart. It’s so surreal to see it. (I’ll have you know I’ve saved all of them to my laptop/drive and I will cherish them forever. I should print them out!)

Yesterday was my 2-year ao3 anniversary and honestly, this feels like the perfect way to celebrate it.

Thank you. From the bottom of my heart, thank you.

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