#and he gives in immediately and stays with her so they’re both ok

[godsprettiestprincess]

Thinking abt Jedikiah only giving in & treating his migraines instead of toughing them out bc they affect Irene. Again

[ginax0916]

Can you do a story where the reader has low iron or something of that genre and she passes out and chris comforts her? 💗

･:*:｡𝐈’𝐦 𝐀𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞ೃ࿔*:･

Chris Sturniolo x Fem!reader

Genre - Fluff

Synopsis- reader has low iron and passes out but Chris is there to comfort her :)

I’ve been hanging out with the triplets all day. We have been watching movies and we even filmed one of their Wednesday videos and pre filmed a Friday car video. Which all took a lot of time and energy. I’m guessing that explains the reason to why I feel so tired. I just feel like my bones are giving out. Like I have no strength. Not to mention every time I stand up I feel the need to grab on to something because everything is spinning. I keep getting dizzy and my vision is starting to blur and then come back. But I really just think I need a nap and I’ll be fine.

“Hey you in there??” Chris snaps me out of my thoughts.

“Hm? What’d you say?” I question him.

“I asked if you wanted to to go out to eat with us, we’re gonna go to the diner downtown” Chris said smiling.

“Yea sure I’ll go” I answered.

I stood up and immediately felt dizzy. The room was spinning in endless circles and my vision kept blurring out. I felt two arms grab me to keep me from falling.

“Woah you ok?” Chris asked with a worried expression as he kept his hands on my arms making sure I wouldn’t fall.

“Uh yea yea just felt dizzy but I’m fine” I replied trying to ignore what just happened to avoid any more questions.

As Matt drove us all to the diner I stared out the windowing thinking to myself. Could this all have something to do with my anemia? I’ve had low iron my whole life and just recently I had gotten diagnosed with anemia but I really don’t think much of it. I usually forget I even have it because nothing ever happens.

“We’re here” Matt said already getting out of the car.

Focused on unbuckling myself and grabbing my phone I didn’t realize Chris had opened the door for me. I thanked him before getting out of the car. And there it is. That feeling again where I feel like my knees are giving up and my visions is fading. I grab onto Chris’s arm to try and stable myself. He grabs my hips helping me stay still. My body feels weak and I lean on Chris for support. He wraps his arms around me helping me gain stability.

“You sure you’re feeling ok ma? You keep losing your balance when you stand up, something wrong?” He asked frowning. His eyes searching my face for any uncomfortable expression that could possibly give him answers.

“I just keep feeling dizzy when I stand up but I’m good” I smile at him. Though deep down I know somethings wrong I just don’t wanna burden anyone with my problems.

“You guys coming or what!” Nick suddenly yells snapping us out of our conversation.

We all ordered and ate our food and we were just waiting on the check. Nick and Matt were having they’re own convo about some video ideas they were both laughing about. Suddenly I felt a tap on my thigh and looked up.

“Ok what’s wrong? You look tired, you haven’t said a word, and you keep getting all dizzy y/n” Chris asked really starting to worry now.

“You won’t tell anyone?” I shyly asked looking down.

“Not a single soul baby” He chuckled, the nickname making me blush.

“I’ve been feeling off lately and I think it all has to do with my anemia” I said embarrassed. Chris noticing it.

“Why’s that embarrassing? It’s pretty common y’know?” He said rubbing my arm soothingly.

“I just don’t wanna burden you with my issues” I admit.

“Y/n are you insane? You’re not burdening anyone with anything. If anything I’m here to help you ok?” Chris said with a big smile on his face.

“Thank you Chris”

“Alright you guys ready to go?” Matt asked as he left a tip for the waiter on the table.

“Yep let’s go”

That’s when things started to go down hill. The car ride felt like hell. I was sweating like crazy but I felt cold. Then my hands were shaking and my teeth were chattering but I felt like I was boiling. My breathing started to become unsteady. I felt nauseous too. Every possible feeling you could have I was experiencing it. As soon as we arrived I opened the door to get out, and my knees locked. My vision started going black. Like everything was being painted black. I held onto the car trying to get support but it was no use.

“Oh fuck” I heard Chris say before everything went dark.

Chris Pov:

“Oh my god oh my god what do we do? Is she dead? Do I call 911?” Nick panicked like always.

“No it’s fine it’s just her anemia it’s happened before we just have to bring her inside and lay her down. Matt go open the door” I said as I grabbed her and carried her bridal style inside the house.

I knew something was wrong. Since the second we finished filming those videos I could tell she wasn’t feeling well. I just wish she would’ve told me instead of feeling like a burden.

I laid her down on the couch and put a blanket over her. I felt her forehead and it was really cold so I went and wet a towel with warm water and placed it on her head carefully. I gently held her cheek in my hand rubbing it softly with my thumb.

“Oh poor thing” I said quietly.

I got the towel off her head and sat next to her waiting for her to wake up. Its been around 5 minutes and I’m starting to think maybe I should call 911.

“Chris?” I quiet and fragile voice said.

“Oh my god y/n you’re awake” I said, careful not to startle her.

“Are you ok baby? Does anything hurt?” I asked holding her face in hands as she sat up. She sniffled and tears started to slowly fall down her delicate skin.

“Oh ma c’mere. It’s ok I’m right here. I got you, you’re ok pretty girl” I softly talked to her, rubbing her back soothing as I cradled her in my arms.

“I hate when that happens” She managed to get out between cries.

“I know I know I do too” I agreed with her and wiped tears off her face.

“Take deep breathes ma, can you do that for me?” I moved her body so she was now sitting on my lap comfortably.

“Yes” Y/n mumbled snuggling her head into the crook of my neck making me smile.

“Good girl” I praised her.

Soon enough the tears stopped and her breathing was back to normal.

“Thank you Chris” She said as she planted a soft kiss on my jawline.

“I told you I’m always here”

Was this too long? Ty for the request by the way I hope what I wrote is somewhat what you meant 😭 Also Tysm for all the support on my last post it means the world to me. Pls keep requesting it rlly helps 🫶🏻🫶🏻

[mango-bango-bby]

Hii so like, no homo but u should totally write another safeword fic 🤭 like maybe yan!dabihawks teasing their partner like yk doin foreplay and it's going well but then they say something degrading so she safewords bc degradation makes her feel icky

Ly pooks 🫶

♡ Crybaby ♡

(A/N: I love safeword fics, they’re so comforting!! I’m not a degradation girl and so it was a strange to write this but the praise at the end made it okay lol!! I actually love this so much I even thought of making a part two to this. I really hope you like 💖💕 *also I made this mafia!dabihawks so I hope that’s ok)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, MAFIA AU, NSFW, degradation, name calling, use of safeword, praise, aftercare, super sweet near the end 💞, not exactly proofread

Summary: You use the safeword(Yan!Dabi x Fem!reader x Yan!Hawks)

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Keigo and Dabi didn’t often get frustrated with their work. But there was every once in a while were they would get incredibly frustrated. You could kind of tell that they were on edge tonight, they were a little rougher than normal but it wasn’t anything you couldn’t deal with.

Keigo had you say in his lap, his fingers pulling and tweaking your nipples. Dabi was infront of you, leaving bite marks across your thighs as his fingers rolled your clit to tease you. Neither of them had even gotten undressed, leaving you completly nude while they stayed clothed. Both of them wearing slacks, although Keigos button up was on the floor while Dabis was still on but half-way unbuttoned.

“You’re whimpering like a little slut” Keigo almost hisses in your ear. You uncomfortably squirm in his lap. “I-I’m not-” you whisper weakly, trying to deflect what Keigo had called you.

“You’re gonna’ say you’re not when you’re so wet?” Dabi asks, flicking your clit causing you to jump and let out a small squeal. “Mm, so dirty, aren’t you going to admit it? Say you’re a dirty slut?” Keigo says, earning a low chuckle from Dabi against your thigh.

“No..-” you whimper, Dabi cutting you off. “Lucky we caught you, you’re always begging for attention, who knows the men you would fuck if we weren’t around to watch” Dabi says, your eyes welling up with tears who you dreaded falling.

“Stop! Stop- Apple, apple…” you sniffle out the safeword, bringing your hands up to wipe you tears and hopefully conceal them. Both men immediately freeze up at you saying the safe word. They told you to say it and they would stop whatever they were doing to you but this was the first time you had ever used it.

“Hey, baby-” Keigo calls, rubbing your arm from behind in concern. “Don’t like it when you call me that” You cry softly, Dabi moving your hands out of the way to wipe your tears with his thumbs. “We’re sorry, pretty, it was just the heat of the moment” He says although it doesn’t calm your crying.

“Did you mean it? Do you think I beg for attention?” You cry, your tears and sobs stab through their hearts. “No, baby, I didn’t mean any of it” Dabi says, leaning closer to you to kiss away your tears. “No, you’re our sweet girl” Keigo whispers in your ear, gently petting your hair.

They really should have known better. You were their sensitive girl. Their sensitive girl who cried at a sad scene in a movie or an advertisement about a dog, or even scenarios you made up on your own head. They’d should’ve known calling you any names at all would’ve made you upset!

“You’re okay, birdy, wanna’ go take a bubble bath?” Keigo asks, you crawling off of his lap and onto the bed. You nod your head, Dabi lifting up your face to give you a small kiss before leaving to start the bath.

“You’re our sweet girl, you know that?” He asks, giving you a small peck on the forehead.

“We love you, you know that?”

You nod.

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Thank you for reading, darling!!

[themultifandomgal]

Shelby Sister- Troublesome Twins Pt2

I was asked to do a part 2. So here it is!

Since Finn getting shot, YNs brothers have been even more protective than normal. She's finding it harder to see her boyfriend since Tommy has basically put her on house arrest. YN had been sneaking out during the night to meet Isaiah under the bridge by the cut. Then one day Isaiah asked YN to marry him, she of course said yes, but there's no way her brothers would allow that. So they made the decision to run off, with the help of Finn since he's the only one not to try and control YN's life. Now they're returning home, YN hoping her brothers don't go mad and Isaiah hoping her brothers don't kill him.

"There they are" Finn smiles walking over to them as the get off the train "the happy couple. Welcome back" Finn envelopes his twin before shaking Isaiah's hand

"So how bad will it be?"

"Well Arthur probably will shout, Tommy might have both your heads and Ada well she'll find all of this hilarious" Finn says pulling away

"Looking forward to it" Isaiah sighs

"Just don't tell 'em that your havin a kid because I think that will give 'em a heart attack"

"Well I'm not not for a while"

"Good. You hear that Isaiah. I may approve of you and my sister but no babies us till your like 30" this makes Isaiah and I laugh.

We arrive at the Garrison where I know Finn has gathered everyone

"You ok?" Isaiah asks before we step foot into the pub

"Should be asking you that" I chuckle taking Isaiah's hand in mine "but yes. May as well get this over and done with" I take a deep breath and open the doors immediately seeing it empty apart from my family sat at a large table. Everyone looks at us walking in

"Where the fuck have you been YN?" Arthur yells slamming his drink down

"Let the girl sit down first" Ada says, I give her a little smile in reply. I drag Isaiah over to the table and take a seat next to Polly. Tommy just stares at me while Arthur drinks. Michael sits smoking a cigarette looking between Tommy and I

“So” tommy finally speaks “want to tell us where you were?”

“Errm ok so” I play with my ring nervously under the table “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, but I knew you would go mad”

“Spit it out” Arthur grunts

“Isaiah and I got married” I quickly say

“You bloody what?!” Arthur yells

“Finn did you know?”

“Yes, but Tom….”

“You went behind my back”

“I warned you Tommy. I told you Isaiah and I would get married one day with or without your permission”

“Are your pregnant?” Micheal asks

“No I’m not bloody pregnant”

“Then why marry so young”

“Maybe because they love each other” Ada says in my defence, but Tommy scoffs

“They’re kids”

“I’m 21 Tommy. I’m an adult I know what I’m doing” I yell at my brother

“No you don’t YN! What if he fucks another woman? What if he hurts you? He’s going to break your heart. Fuck YN I know what men his age do, hell men my age fuck around while married”

“Just ‘cause you all cheated on your wife’s doesn’t mean Isaiah will”

“Ok I think we need to calm down” aunt Polly tries

“No you know what this was a mistake. Maybe we should have stayed in London maybe I should have made you think I was dead because clearly you’d prefer that than me being married and happy!” I yell one last time “come on Is we’re going” I stand up pulling Isaiah with me. We begin walking out when Isaiah stops, turning around to face my brothers

“You know, I actually really love YN. I respect her as a person, she’s my equal and I will do everything in my power to keep her safe and provide for her and hopefully our kids in the future. I know YN will want you all apart of that, but I guess it’s your choice” Isaiah places his arm around my waist as we walk out of the garrison

“Thank you Is”

“Always”

I groan getting out of bed after hearing multiple knocks on the door and Polly shouting for me. Isaiah and I have been staying with Polly before we try and find our own home. I wrap my dressing gown around my body and make my way downstairs when I see Tommy and Arthur stood at the door

“What do you want?” I ask folding my arms

“You were right” I raise my eyebrows at Tommy. He never apologises

“Continue”

“You told me you would marry him”

“We’re just worried about you” Arthur finally says “we don’t want you hurt. Your our little sister. The baby of the family”

“I’m not a baby anymore. Neither is Finn. I appreciate that you want to keep me safe but I can handle myself and now I have Isaiah, well I guess I’ve always had him. I’m happy and I promise if Isaiah ever does anything to hurt me I will tell you”

“Can we come in?” Tommy asks

“Best ask Poll. I’ll go and get dressed and get Isaiah up”

“Just promise me 1 thing… no babies yet. I don’t think I can handle that as well”

“Ok” I chuckle responding to Tommy.

[nerdiellers]

BLLK Boys As Dads

How I imagine them as dads ft. Isagi, Nagi, Chigiri, & Rin. Reader is fem/gn due to giving birth. All characters are adults.

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Isagi

When your child was born, Isagi was incredibly nervous holding the baby for the first time, scared he was going to drop him/her

Once he got the hang of holding them, he refused to give them back. That’s his baby

Literally the cutest and biggest smile on his face when he’s holding his baby

Stays at the hospital except to go to practice. If he has to go out of the country for games, he video chats with you to see you and your son/daughter

Has taken a million pictures and shows off your new baby to his teammates. They’re sick of it to be honest, especially Rin.

Once you come home, he lets you rest while you’re healing and takes care of the baby. Poor guy tells you to go back to sleep when the baby wakes up.

“Ichi, you have practice in a couple of hours. You need to sleep. I’ll get her/him so you can rest.” “(Y/N), you’re still healing after giving birth. I got it.” Kisses your forehead and ignores your pleas to come back to bed and sleep.

Poor guy almost passes out during practice

While your child grows, you bring them to games in the country while you’re both wearing Isagi’s jersey

His heart absolutely melts seeing you both in the crowd and plays better than he ever had

Once the game is over, he runs straight to you, giving you a sweaty hug

Your son/daughter immediately hugs Isagi while he’s holding them.

“Daddy you were so cool!!”

If Isagi was ice, he’d have melted completely

During times where he has to tell your child “no” and is told “I hate you daddy!” he absolutely is crushed

This poor man’s soul is leaving his body as he replays those words. Breaks down crying

“Yoichi it’s ok. She/he doesn’t actually hate you. They’re just upset and don’t know how to control their emotions.”

The only way to stop his crying is your child hugging him and apologizing. Tells him they love him

His lockscreen is of you and your child. He looks at it when he’s feeling dejected or frustrated to help cheer him up

Is there for some milestones. He was there when your child said their first word and their first steps. Your child took their first step the day Isagi came home from overseas.

They were standing against the coffee table and as soon as they saw Isagi come into the living room, they began walking to him. Fell halfway through and cried out of frustration

Isagi dropped his bag and scooped up your child while crying because he was able to witness such an important milestone

Once your child grows, they want to learn football to be like their dad and Isagi is more than happy to teach

Goes to as many games as he can when he’s not busy with his own games, but when he’s away for a game, he has you record it so he can watch it

Once again annoys his teammates with videos of their playing. Please help them

Nagi

He may not appear like he’s freaking out while you give birth, but he’s freaking out

Cries once your baby is born he’s so happy

Is also nervous holding your baby. He’s never held a baby much less been around one often

After being told how to hold them, you literally see the sparkles in his eyes as he lovingly looks down at your baby

Cries again

Will lay in bed with you while you’re feeding your baby just so he can be close

He’ll lovingly rub his finger on your baby’s head, commenting how soft they are and how much he loves you both

As soon as you come home, you both take turns getting up to feed and change the baby. Most likely than not, he will get up so you can rest and not over exert yourself since you’re still healing

When he comes home from practice, he immediately goes to your baby

You have plenty of pictures on your phone of Nagi sleeping with your baby napping on his chest, a hand holding them in place ❤️

He’s there for a couple of the milestones like first word and crawling, but he misses the first step, etc.

When you send him a video of the milestones he’s missed while he’s overseas, he’ll end up pouting and become grumpy, which he ends up taking it out during practice Please help Reo

While he’s gaming, your baby will be in his lap at all times

As your child grows, they want to play games with Nagi. Since they’re too little to play the games he has, he gives them a controller that isn’t plugged in or is dead and needs to be recharged

Nagi LOVES family naps. He’s going to nap? You and your child are coming with

Usually you’re still awake, watching the two of them sleep. Your child in between you and Nagi’s arm around your waist

Your child and Nagi look so much alike since they share his hair color and droopy eyes, but with your eye color.

Constantly sends pictures of you and your child to Reo. Reo is sick of him but not really because he’s so happy his bestie is happy

Of course you go to every one of Nagi’s games no matter if it’s overseas or at home

You both wear his jersey and cheer him on

Nagi may look indifferent to others, but if you knew him like his teammates do, you can see the sparkle in his eyes and the red tint on the tip of his ears as he sees you both in the stands

Plays better than he ever has. The coach literally begs you both to be there since you motivate Nagi to play his best

After games, he meets you in the stands and kisses you both on the head

After Nagi showers and meets up with you to go back home/to your hotel room, he carries your child on his shoulders, holding tight with one hand to keep them safe. His free hand is intertwined with yours

Unlike his parents, Nagi and you raise your child with a hands-on approach

Nagi is usually a sucker when it comes to his child, but during the times he has to be stern and his child says they hate him, he becomes dejected

Not even games can save him, the poor guy. Just sits there with YOU LOSE on his phone

Can only recover when your child apologizes and asks to play games with him

Once your child is old enough, they ask Nagi and Uncle Reo to teach them football

Reo teaches them the basics only to find that being a genius runs in the family. He’s really sick of this family

Reo always comes over after practice to help practice with your child because Nagi is too lazy tired after practice, but once he watches them play, he wants to join

Just like Isagi, he goes to every game he can, and when he’s away, he has you record the games for him to watch

Your child’s genius in football just grows

This child develops his father’s height and grows too fast as times goes by. You’re also sick of this family

Chigiri

Would honestly be calm during childbirth, helping to remind you breathe

Since he has an older sister, he knows that this is a time when you’re vulnerable so he compliments you and tells you how good you’re doing while peppering you with kisses

Once your child is born, he’s so excited to hold them. Literally hovers while the nurses are cleaning, measuring, weighing, etc. with his child

When the time came to hold your baby, his eyes shined with absolute adoration. Would have the biggest smile on his face as he looks at you

“Look (Y/N)! He/she has my hair! I hope he/she has your eyes.” Your chest swells with so much love that you start crying. Damn hormones going out of control

Chigiri is a very hands-on father, helping you when it came to feeding, diaper changing, naps, etc.

Absolutely adores his child

Constantly thanks you for bringing your child to this world. Tells you he loves you both all the time

During the time of the night when it’s Chigiri’s turn to wake up with your baby (You alternate between wake up times but sometimes Chigiri lets you sleep), he’ll lay down on the bed with your child on his chest after feeding and changing them and will fall asleep once his child sleeps

Let me tell you it’s a sight to wake up to, you can’t handle the cuteness. You take so many pictures

Once your baby’s eye color change, Chigiri is so happy that they share your eye color (a/n mine are blue-grey and the image is just too cute)

Literally made a onesie that has his team’s colors and his jersey number for your child to wear

Like with Isagi, you go to every one of Chigiri’s at home games. Seeing you both in the stands wearing his jersey fills him with so much love he runs faster than ever before, scoring the most goals

Once he wins the game, he dashes over to you, giving you a kiss and holding his child up while saying “Did you see (c/n)? Daddy’s team won!”

Your child just squeals with glee and for the first time says “Dada”

Let me tell you Chigiri starts weeping

Runs to his teammates with your child in his arms to tell them that your child said their first word

Unlike Nagi and Isagi, Chigiri doesn’t constantly show pictures of his child, but his lockscreen picture is of the three of you, Chigiri kissing the side of your head while he hugs you from behind, you smiling with blush powdering your cheeks, and your child with the biggest smile on their face His heart leaps with joy every time he sees it and he stares at his lockscreen ALL THE TIME

His teammates are earnestly interested in your baby’s progress as they grow

He’s there for ALL of the milestones after your child said their first word to him. He refuses to miss any of them

As your child grows, they resemble Chigiri more and more which means they got his beauty

Chigiri makes sure he does your child’s hair care (Not that he doesn’t trust you to, but because he loves doing it)

He also loves putting their hair up in different styles

Just like Chigiri, your child wants to grow their hair out and play football to be more like their dad

Literally his #1 fan, you’ve been bumped to 2nd

Chigiri is there for every game 👏🏻👏🏻 Literally argues with his coach to make sure he goes to the games since he doesn’t want to miss it. Sometimes the coach calls you crying and you have to force Chigiri to leave immediately after the game is over

“Hyoma, you HAVE to go. You can’t keep arriving late just to watch (c/n)‘s games. I can send you videos!” “It’s not the same (y/n)! I get my plays when you come to mine so I have to come.”

Honestly he makes a lot of sense

Will still pull the same crap all the time during football season His coach is crying

Rin

Internally freaking out during the whole process of labor and delivery. Help this poor man

But once he holds his son/daughter for the first time, everything just washes away as his heart is so full of love for you and your child

Constantly thanks you for bringing your child into this world

Just like Isagi, Rin will want you to rest and heal while he deals with everything from waking up multiple times a night to bathing your child so you can heal

He thought being a husband to the woman he loves was the best thing in his life but he found being a father surpassed that

He loves his son/daughter so much!!

Takes photos of him and your child and post them on social media to show off his baby Ignored and blocked all of the comments complimenting Rin on his looks and asking to be their baby daddy he don’t need that

Due to lack of sleep, he just becomes even more grumpy to his teammates (Sorry folks)

Literally resembles the devil

But as soon as he’s home, he hugs you while resting his head on your shoulder, just breathing you in and recharging his battery

With it at 50%, he went to his child to get the rest of his battery recharged

Like with the rest, he naps with your baby on his chest

It’s your lockscreen

His is you napping with your child in your arms in bed Twinsies

Has an identical lockscreen of you sleeping with your child sleeping in your arms right next to you on the bed

Secretly looks at it constantly and gets a huge smile on his face no matter where he is

He loves his little family so much

And just like with the others, you go to all of his games unless he’s overseas, both wearing his jersey

Rin’s heart swells up so much seeing you both in the front row (Like he didn’t give you those tickets to begin with) and he ends up crushing the opposite team

Is a literal demon on the field

Due to being overseas, he does miss some milestones but you send videos to him

He’ll video call you with a pout on his face which you end up laughing at. You assure him that you didn’t want him to miss any of the milestones so you send them to him so he can witness it

Argues that a video call would be better, but due to the time difference, he may either be at practice or in a game so he ends up accepting a video

As your child grows, you notice they have your hair color and Rin’s eyes, including the under eyelashes

Rin had grown a lot during his time in Blue Lock thanks to his rivalry with Isagi, so he’s careful to raise your child to not be like who he used to be

Let me tell you, your child is Rin’s #1 fan. But they’re also Uncle Saw’s which pisses Rin off to no end

They ask for Rin to teach them how to play football. Rin was super hesitant because what if they become like how he used to be?

Thankfully you’re there to calm him down and assure him that so long as he takes the time to teach the things he learned, it won’t happen

When your child starts to go to school, they literally brag that their father is Rin Itoshi

Of course they play football and Rin goes to every single game. He gets swarmed by fans every time, but he flat out tells them to leave him the fuck alone because he’s there to watch his son/daughter play

He’s your child’s #1 fan

Of course Sae also goes to games, which pisses Rin off. Sae loves your child and adores them to no end. He’s not going to let some bitter rivalry between brothers ruin his relationship with your child. And as much as it pisses him off, Rin won’t do anything to tarnish that relationship because honestly, he’s extremely happy that Sae is there for your child.

When your child sees both their parents and uncle at their games, they become so happy and end up playing their best

Rin cheers the loudest out of the crowd he’s so proud of his baby boy/girl

It fills your heart knowing that Rin loves his child and is so proud of them, making sure he praises their accomplishments and is there during the bad times with words of wisdom and praise

Begrudgingly invites Sae to every family function so your child can spend time with their favorite uncle

Once your child is old enough, he takes them with him to practice so he can show how professionals play

Instantly crushes on Isagi. The poor guy will end up facing Rin’s wrath please save him

Your child is also a genius when it comes to football, and will see some of the moves Rin and his teammates use and will end up copying them in their own game

Rin sees this and is worried as hell that they’ll end up developing the wrong kind of ego, much like what Rin started out with

Thank the stars they don’t thanks to Rin’s teachings

Of course the paparazzi are there and capture these moments

And let me tell you, as soon as Rin finds out they’ve been taking pictures of your child and publishing them, all hell will break loose. Forces Reo to end it all

After that, paparazzi was banned from the schools

Rin would go through the depths of hell for your child and he’s not afraid to show it

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If anyone likes this one and wants me too, I’ll make one for the other characters. I’m not confident in my writing just yet but my mind is constantly filled with hcs.

Blue Lock is owned by Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura

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Hello amazing fandom :) I have been itching for this ep since the moment D sent me the ep description for it. I'm glad they didn't spoil much of this ep at all. I have a lot of feelings for this one so might be so mini LOL Off we go.

6x05 The Vow

Oh my lord starting out hot with a romantic dinner and a kiss. Also want to talk about they both light up when they see each other. Like they're still in that honeymoon phase somewhat. They’re both so happy to see each other I wanna die. haha Lucy of course has to question the gift. Saying gift giving is not his love language. Damn they cute. Tim saying he is trying to change things up. I’m squeeing and we’re like less than a minute in everyone.

Damnit he’s so romantic with what the gift is. It’s her radio from last week. Oh my word. Lucy is in awe of this man standing before her. Oh my goodness we get a second kiss I’m squeeing so hard. *screams into a pillow* A thank you kiss no less. Loving how he has his hand wrapped around her arm. Pulling her in close for both misses. You know I should've known this ep was going to hurt with getting two kisses within the span of 3 minutes and a cute ass moment to boot.

Like in a video game where they let you stumble upon a bunch of ammo right before a massive fight scene. You know shit is about to go down with them supplying you like that. How I felt with getting cuteness and two kisses right away. I am so excited Tamara has appeared. Wouldn’t be the return of her if she didn’t cock block them. Tim shaking his head too. Classic. Lucy telling her it’s ok. Also LOVING that they have a pre-planned date night. Be still my heart.

Tim gets his cryptic ass phone call and immediately takes off. Lucy looks crushed for a couple reasons. First that he can’t stay. She was clearly looking forward to a night with her man all day. Second the fact he's so short with her. Breaking my heart 'Just wait.' Her Tim radar is going OFFFF Lucy looks SHOOK with his hasty departure. Her heart just walked out the door and it shows.

Oh my word I knew It would be from his military past. The blind spot for the most part we have with his character. I was hoping it would be. The Tim fan girl in me is psyched af. I was thinking who is this Ray and why is Tim so spooked? Then we find out this dude killed their friends and there’s a promise.... Uhhhh the promise is to kill him? Uh Timothy, my love you are a cop….

Oh Lucy is anxious af without him. Ugh she knows something is wrong immediately. Knows this man too damn well. Side tangent about to start. I know some people complained how long it took for them to get together blah blah. BUT I wasn’t. These moments right here are exactly why.

The fact that the very second he took that call she knew deep in her gut something was wrong with him. That is not a connection you get with someone overnight. That is years worth of working together, leaning on each other, learning about one another and seeing each other through a lot of things together. That connection and instinct on someone is built over time.

The beautiful recipe they have now wasn’t ready till we got close to it in s4 and even then they still had some tweaking to do before we reached S5. That being said I love her missing him. My guess is other than 6x01 they’ve scarcely spent a night apart. Also her Tim radar is going bonkers right now. She looks so sick to her stomach when she hangs up.

Tim seeing Lucy’s call going off and not being able to answer. It's clearly killing him. We see him take a beat and a deep breath. Clearly doesn’t want to be here rather be there with her. Last thing he wanted was his date night interrupted. Also she is his ‘go to’ for pretty much everything. You know its actively tearing him up to not answer her.

Oh my he was called the 'Reaper'? Holy hell why is that so attractive? Everything with Tim usually is. But hot damn that being his nickname in the service? I am fanning myself. Idk if that's wrong but I am haha But it does give us insight to who he was in the service tbh. You don't get called 'The Reaper.' without good reason.... Why Greer thinks Tim is going soft on him.

I do love Tim reinforcing the law also very attractive oh my goodness. You tell ‘em love. I don’t love this guy guilting Tim into keeping this pact. He’s SOOOOO loyal he’s gonna keep to it. Even at his own detriment. The man shoulders SO MUCH he already doesn't need to. Ugh Tim saying they’ve built lives. Yes you have. With Lucy. The love of your life you walked away from tonight to be here right now. After this chat I knew this ep was going to hurt so good. I could feel it.

The jokes in the car are cute was hoping he’d ask Tim about Lucy. Sadly we didn't' get this. This whole situation makes me nervous af. God Tim looks extra fine in this episode street clothes on him are a wonder. A delicious one.

My god this list of crimes this guy has done sweet lord. Stole money. Called in an air strike on his own men when they came for him holy shit …Wasn't enough to bury in a shoe box.....fuck they both lied to get Ray’s wife and kid death benefits and if they bring him in it’s a problem.

Crap this is so bad Tim... Saying they’ll get fired from their current jobs and be dishonorably discharged from the service. I’m nervous…this isn’t a good situation. Also not surprised in the least he broke the rules to take care of someone. That empathy of his ran deep before it got buried by his Isabel trauma later on.

First off let me say Eric KILLED ME in this scene. I was tearing up at how tore up he is about all of this. Tim wanting to take the fall.... Damnit Timothy you have a life too. Don't fall on your sword my god imma cry. Tim’s integrity is one of his sexiest traits IMO. I too have a deep sense of integrity drives everyone I work with insane. He’s in tears saying he would arrest him. Oh my word. I'm crying again. Eric killing me softly holy hell. I'm so mad at Greer for putting that on him. I had a bad feeling about Greer the minute he guilted Tim into this side OP.

How dare you put that on my Tim. He already has so much on his soul. A chunk of it not even his fault. The man is a deeper empath than he gets credit for. He absorbs the feelings and pain of those around him and shoulders things he doesn't need to. I'm learning in therapy I do the same thing. My therapist told me one thing to be empathetic. It's another to feel responsible for other's feelings or the outcome of actions I've taken and how it affects others. I feel like Tim is the same way. He's such an empath he's taken that responsibility to the extreme and is carrying things he doesn't need to be.

I wanna hug him oh my god. His sigh when Greer left. My heart. I'm sure part of the reason he's hiding this from Lucy is the shame he feels. This man (Ray) stole half a million from the government then bombed his own people on his watch. Tim breaks the rules to make sure his widow and child are taken care of and its bites him in this ass. There is a reason he was/is so damn rigid as a cop. 'Rules matter boot.' His PTSD in a line. Anytime he has let his guard down and skirted the rules people have been injured (Mitch) or in this case killed. Ugh. My poor boy. The hitch in his breath like he couldn't breath that entire convo. I'm hurting so much for him in this episode.

Poor Lucy kept it together at work but lost it when he finally gets home. That look of hope when he walks through the door then instant anger. ‘Telling me you’re alive is not optional.’ Ugh she’s not wrong....I can only imagine what her anxiety was doing to her until he walked through that door. It's shown in her lines above. Her imagining him bleeding out somewhere.

She is not wrong it wasn't ok he didn't even tell her he was alive. I get why he didn't but he should've. Lucy straight confronting him. Asking him what the actual hell is going on with him? No one knows you better than her. You can't hide what you're going through. Tim of course wants to protect her from being fired and refuses to tell her what he's torn up about. Only alluding to it's serious enough if she knows she will be jeopardizing her standing at work.

Her saying 'Then what are you doing here?' God damn Lucy... telling it like it is. Holy hell. Poor Tim is so taken aback by her response. He breaks my heart when he says 'I came to see you.' Lucy has become his safe place. His comfort zone. So by default he came here to seek that comfort. She is home now and he came home. But she can’t comfort you when she doesn’t know what to comfort you for. This scene hurts to watch. Because he is DYING for her compassion, her warmth and just her. He is denied access because she is setting a boundary with this as she should. Tim needs to share the load with her. To tell her the truth. She is willing to risk her standing for him.

My god if she actually knew she would be kicking herself for how much he needs her right now. But she doesn't know so she sends him away. The tears in both their eyes His 'Understood'. Man is about to cry in front of her. I’m dying. Someone revive me. I’m dead and not in a good way. I’m crying. Eric and Melissa out here crushing it though. Gah Tim would rather blow them up and protect her than not ugh Timmmmmmm I get both sides of this. Tim thinks since this is pre-Lucy and could get her in trouble he needs to bear this alone. When she is begging him to let her share the load of this. Sending him away is her setting a boundary. That he needs to think not just of her but of them. To tackle things together. To stop protecting her.

They’re both hurting in this scene. But the issue at hand still is them only thinking in terms of 'Me' not us. Even though when one of them does this it’s to protect the other. That’s fine and dandy but when it come to them as a whole it’s a problem. Shit hits the fan they eject away thinking that’s the best course of action. It’s been an issue for some time this lack of communication. This is just bringing it to a head. They don’t think how can we tackle this together? They think how can I protect my person from this? Or protect their feelings by lying.

Also think that radio being in this scene was there for a reason. That radio is the representation of Lucy not telling Tim exactly how not ok she was in 6x04. She was so willing to pretend she was ok. And instead of leaning on him. Voicing that so they could tackle it together. She ran into the line of fire recklessly instead to prove herself worthy again. Almost killing herself in the process. Because she was in her head instead of communicating to Tim. These two gonna be death of me...

Wanna hug Lucy. She is desperate for any kind of help. So she reaches out to Nolan. John per usual is completely useless for her in a crisis. Man is as useful as using a fork to eat soup. These are the moments I miss Jackson for Lucy so much. He would’ve had a much better an answer. Then just ‘you're shit out of luck.’ That’s not enough damnit.

Nolan basically saying. "What are you gonna do?' with a shrug. If I could clock you John I would. I don't normally watch the preview for the next ep till I'm done assembling my thoughts. But with this one I couldn't wait. This is why Lucy goes to Angela next week about Tim instead. She needed a real grown up to help her with Tim.

We rejoin Lucy looking at her phone. Trying so damn hard not to reach out. To be the trusting girlfriend for her man. I know we're in a bad spot but Lucy calling Tim 'her man' gah yes please more of that. I am grateful for Tamara. She needs her right now since Nolan is useless af. Lucy is trying so very hard not to spiral out atm. She confronted him and it didn't go well. Lucy is feeling at a loss right now and rightfully so. I adore Tamara for making her laugh in this moment so very much.

The lesson's Tamara has learned is too damn cute. I loved it so much. Lucy needed this moment of levity and her pseudo daughter crushed it. We pan back to Tim also starting at his phone wanting to call. Ugh Tim what are you gonna do babe? You can’t kill him. Can’t turn him in. I feel sick lol Also once again amazing song to close it out. I watch the ep with my gaming headphones on. One because I love hearing Eric’s voice straight in my ears not gonna lie. Don’t judge me ha Also catch onto music more so with them on.

But back to the matter at hand…Now do I think they’re gonna break up cause he’s gonna protect her? I don’t. Their angst since they got together has always been productive. Is it gonna hurt like a son of a bitch before we get there? Yes.

My hope is this drives them to depend on one another more and not just straight protect each other at the detriment of the one they're ironically trying to protect. Better communication which has been an issue for some time. To learn to face these challenges not only head on but hand in hand while they do so. These are the types of things they need to learn before their relationship gets any more serious than it is tbh. So while this hurts like a lot it'll be good for them in the long run.

This season has EXCEEDED my expectations ten fold. If you aren't happy with this season idk what will make you happy tbh. I said the same thing about S5 as well. I cannot wait for next week. Which I am hoping is full of worried/feral Lucy and their reunion and growth from it. Phew feel free to comment any theories or thoughts on my first take thoughts I love them so. Also thank you everyone supporting these mini reviews you're amazing and makes the effort always worth it.

Side notes -non Chenford

Ok Aaron seeing his therapist at the bar excited for him I knew low key there would be something there.

Bailey and John seem so cold I know they’re on duty but even grey held his wife’s hand at the hospital…

Of course Smitty takes his break at a therapist office

Lucy’s joke about Celina omg LOL I'm impressed with such a solid joke when she was low key worried the love of her life was dying in a ditch somewhere...

Also clearly his therapist is a lying liar who lies but how can she not be? She's his therapist and WORK one at that. Be interesting to see how this unfolds.

[dailydragon08]

hi! if it's ok I'd love to request a scenario for the star wars gang please :) I'd love to see how they all react to a genderfluid s/o (if you have any questions plz dm me :D)

thank you!

Thanks so much for the ask! Sorry this took so long, I was on a bit of a semi-hiatus, but am back now and working on the other asks in my box! Also, thank you to @kaleidoscope1967eyes for some of the suggestions in here!

I think everyone would kind of be in the realm of similar reactions here, but with a few small differences. Everyone is very accepting about you being gender fluid and doesn’t make a huge deal of it, but are very protective of you in different ways. Eventually, they all get a knack for being able to tell whether you’re leaning more masc, fem, or somewhere in between for the day just by your clothes and hairstyle and will adjust pronouns accordingly if necessary.

Growing up as royalty and a major player in both the imperial senate and the New Republic, Leia is always on top of the latest fashions (which I wish they explored more in other media, but I digress). I think she’d be so interested in helping you adapt different clothing and hairstyles to how you were feeling that particular day and loves finding an outfit that either matches or sort of rhymes what you’re wearing to any events—or even just day-to-day wear. Being royalty and a politician, she’s traveled a lot, so this isn’t a new concept to her at all, and she thanks you for telling her with a warm smile and shoulder squeeze before getting down to business for the day. She’s very adamant that you not only have all the gender-affirming things you need day to day, but also that your preferred pronouns are written correctly in all official documents.

And if someone tries to misgender you or discriminate against you in any way whatsoever, Leia will give them the biggest dressing down of their life – no matter the time, place, or audience – and make sure they know to never pull anything like that ever again. By the time she’s done, they’re standing there like a chastised, guilty toddler as they apologize to you. If she had to, Leia would glare down and lecture the entire senate until they not only got it right, but didn’t even think about forgetting or getting it wrong ever again.

Luke is very accepting and wants you to feel safe and welcome with him above all else. He would make sure to give you a soft smile and thank you for telling him before opening up a discussion to make sure he was doing everything he could to support you and learn how he could improve. He does research on his own as well and if you’re also Force-sensitive, he will get you as many custom-made Jedi robes as you want so you have options for whatever you’re feeling day to day. He checks in with you frequently, both verbally and through the Force, to make sure you’re feeling okay and check if you’re using different pronouns from the day before. If you’re comfortable, he starts doing a daily check in via telepathic connection each morning so that even if you don’t have time to talk or are several rooms away, he’s still well informed.

The way he defends you differs a bit from his sister. If someone misgenders you or makes any sort of unnecessary comment, he’ll immediately interrupt and correct them. His face and tone stay as calm and serene as ever thanks to his Jedi training, but you can feel the irritation flowing off of him if it’s anything more than an innocent mistake. If this person continues with their behavior, he’ll correct them again and ask them to be respectful and make it clear in no uncertain terms that he sees any disrespect to you as disrespect to him and that the two of you will be walking away until they can conduct themselves better. Afterwards, he’s checking in on you and apologizing for the experience so gently and doing whatever it takes to make you feel better.

Han being Han of course makes some harmless, playful remark the first time your style drastically changes in front of him. But once you explain you’re gender fluid, he takes it in stride with a “good to know; so what are we doing for lunch?” He tends to be more observant than people give him credit for – especially with those he cares about – and although he gets good at knowing what you’re feeling that day with a glance, still decides to make a “Gender of the Day” game. Traveling around on the Falcon with him puts you in constant proximity and you find yourself stealing his shirts and jackets quite often on more masc-leaning days (which never hesitates to pull a cocky compliment or pickup line from him).

Anyone who dares to make a snide comment gets Captain Solo in full force, with a low “listen here, pal” as he leans across the table and makes sure they know if it happens again, they’ll not only have an angry sharpshooter on their hands, but also a pissed off Wookiee.

To follow up, Chewie (platonic) also is immediately accepting and although you can’t understand his language, you overhear Han keeping him up to date with your pronouns every day. Eventually, you learn from C-3PO’s translation that Chewie goes out of his way to ask someone in the OT gang every morning (and sometimes directly comes to you with the protocol droid’s help) just to make sure he’s got it right. He’s more than happy to help Han defend you as well and even when it’s just the two of you, he gives an ominous growl as he stands up to his full seven feet if anyone gives you trouble.

Similar to Leia, Lando is also well-traveled and an avid lover of fashion. This isn’t a new concept to him at all and in fact, when the two of you meet, he’s already asking what your preferred pronouns are. Like the princess, he’s also always elated to help you adapt your fashion choices and has many things custom-made for you – you can hardly say you like something or wish an aspect of a piece of clothing was a little different before he’s already buying it or having his tailors work on it. He even gifts you some articles of clothing that are a two (or even three!) in one via folding a flap a certain way, zipping something, etc. so that one shirt or pair of pants can double as either more masc, fem, or in between.

He's extremely protective of you, no matter who is giving you problems, and will always insert himself between you and the perpetrator with a hey before correcting them in a tone that leaves no room for argument. Especially with his higher rank in the rebellion, he can easily have someone removed from the room if needed and if Chewie’s nearby, employs the Wookiee’s help as well.

R2-D2 (platonic) chirps and beeps while wobbling on his outer legs to let you know he understands and is more than happy to support you. Although you can’t typically understand his noises, he still will sneakily change code in official documents or computer systems to reflect correct pronouns and if someone’s giving you a hard time, he’ll use one of his little retractable arms to give them a little shock.

C-3PO (platonic) of course is aware of gender fluidity, but has never met someone like you – at least, not that he remembers before his memory was wiped. Ever since then, he’s been glued either to Leia or Luke’s side, so hasn’t had a chance to experience much outside of the chaotic workload the rebellion usually requires. But he’s so interested and excited to ask you questions if you’ll allow, but also makes sure to educate himself on his own. You have to hold back your laughter sometimes when he excitedly comes to you about some new piece of information he found as if you didn’t know it yourself – but of course, halfway through his excited ramble, he remembers who he’s talking to and goes “oh, I’m so terribly sorry” before offering to help you in any way he can, always interrupting and correcting people when needed, and if they don’t back down, telling them point blank “well, I think you’re rather rude.”

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Since y'all asked😭:

𝐍𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

mom!shuri, mom!reader reader & shuri’s child

contains: HOLY FLUFF, a little bit of angst, kissing mentioned

🧸💙🐳🐢🧸💙🐳🐢🧸💙🐳🐢🧸💙🐳

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[]: Born: Nahir M/N Udaku, July 23, 2022, 4 pounds, Sex: Male, Blood Type, AB positive, Allergies: None

[]: He has Y/n’s long frizzy hair and Shuri’s face. Like if you were to look at both of them side by side you’d think they’re twins

[]: He can eat spicy shit, i mean it comes from his Dominican and African side. So he aint really phased by it

(A/N: bro the other day my mom flamed me for not finding anything spicy and she said: “Thats bc your nigerian mf, you are from africa” 💀 and idk really eat african food fr so i wouldn’t know if it’s spicy or not😭)

But anyways💀 back 2 the headcanon

[]: If he wakes up before Shuri and Y/n he’ll climb out his crib and get on the bed and start bothering them until they give him his needs. He’ll tug on Y/n’s hair and hit Shuri.

[]: he LOVES Riri and Riri ADORES him. If Shuri and Y/n need a break she’ll always be willing to take him unless she’s busy.

[]: He will NOT go to sleep without his turtle plushie and if the turtle’s being washed he’ll probably be willing to sleep with one of his spider man plushies but usually Y/n washes his plushies together at the same time. So he won’t go to sleep until their done washing.

[]: he LOVESSSSS baths especially when he gets to use the bubbles, oh yep- its a wrap he’ll be in there for about 20 mins tops. after his done getting his bath he’ll play until he has to get out.

[]: He has this like thing for turtles… he loves them why?. Only God knows.

[]: The first time he ever stepped into Shuri’s Lab. God this boy didnt keep still at all he kept touching everything.

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*Nahir giggles* as he crawls around Shuri’s lab

he crawls over to the molding station and Shuri immediately snatches him away from the area

“NO! shit, here just sit by me ok?…stay” Shuri says sitting him down on the chair next to her station, trying to keep him away from dangerous things and objects around the lab.

Shuri turns back to the console now completely focused on the console. Nahir sneaks away quietly and crawls to the hallway

“Panther, Nahir is in the hallway” Griot says warning Shuri

Shuri immediately runs after Nahir and grabs him from behind

*Nahir giggles* at Shuri’s firm hands tickling him while she picks him up

“Where are you going?. Eh, little one?” she says putting her on the same chair.

She stares at him for a second slowly turning back to the console and Nahir tries to move again but Shuri catches him

“Aht Aht” She grunts grabbing him as she gets an idea

She adjusts her Kimoyo Beads to Child Mode, as she does this her child reaches for her wrist wondering what the thing is glowing on her wrist

“Ehh” Nahir whines reaching for his mother

“Hang on” Shuri reassures him

She slides the beads off her wrists and gently grabs her son’s wrists, gently sliding them onto his.

“mmm” Nahir coos becoming interested in the beads tapping on them

Shuri does know how but he opens a game after a couple more taps, thinking she would have to turn on the game for him

“Brilliant..” She says as her eyes widen

She smiles softly at her son’s quick wits figuring out how to work the Kimoyo Beads at 7 MONTHS!?.

maybe just maybe….. he’d be as smart as his mother one day. As she thinks that her smile grows wider kissing her son’s forehead.

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[]: When ever he gets angry at Y/n he’ll nudge into her or hit her and Y/n makes a death face at Nahir. And in fright he’ll coo into her or hug her basically apologizing

“yeah thats what i thought”

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[]: He watched Lilo & Stitch and boy he lovesssss Stitch after he watched it he was pretending to be Stitch

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“iiiii” Nahir yells flopping around on the bed

Shuri and Y/n chuckles

Y/n checks her phone:

10:09 pm

“Time for bed mhijo” (son) Y/n says to Nahir.

“ehhh” Nahir whines and pouts

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[]: Y/n and Nahir stay up late often to watch tv and eat snacks while Shuri sleeps through all the noise knowing it’s them causing racket.

[]: If a character in a movie is sad or something he’ll go: “aww” which is so adorable to witness 🥹🥹

[]: whenever he has nightmares in the middle of the night he’ll cry loudly, waking up his parents

if its Shuri she’ll immediately jump out her sleep and pick him up

“Shhhh its okay unyana i’m here stop crying its ok”(son) Shuri says trying to calm down her son she picks up his turtle plush and tries to give it to him.

If its Y/n she’ll grab him, lay him on her chest and rub his back.

“It's ok Mhijo“ she says rubbing his back

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[]: He hates it when Shuri and Y/n Kiss. Like he actually loathes that shit😭. If he’s near them when they kiss he’ll yell and hit the both of them😭. If he’s far away he’ll throw something at them and NOT MISS!!!😤

[]: So he has this “My Friend Miles Morales” plushie that if you squeeze that chest he talks and makes noises. He hates that shit. So Shuri notice this and when he was taking a nap she took the plushie down to her lab and removed the voice box and when he noticed the voice box was out he was so happy. And Shuri’s heart warmed over the feeling of knowing her son was so happy

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I am so sorry if this was too short😭

tbh i don’t like writing short shit bc it just makes me feel weird like idk😭

but if yall enjoyed that PLEASE DON’T BE AFRAID TO DM ME FOR REQUESTS

but dont be spamming ma shi tho😹

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[justmeinadaze]

Take It Out On Me Part 11 (Steddie X Plus Size Reader)

A/N: It's about to go down. Ya'll ready?!

Enjoy <3

Warnings: Dom Steddie & Plus Size Sub Y/N and all that implies (I regret nothing!), Smut and ALL the angst. These three confront the parents and as you can imagine it doesn't go well. Steve's dad is a douchebag and Y/N is referred to as a whore a few times. Eddie gets hit *cries*. He in turn gets a little rough with the reader but Steve intervenes. A bit of a cliffhanger ending... I mean I guess lol I think that's everything!

Word Count: 3335

A heavy sigh escapes your lips as you slowly open your front door and enter your house, Eddie and Steve following close behind. 

Both your parents are standing in the living room and to your surprise so are Steve’s. His dad visibly looks a mess, his hair and suit completely disheveled.

“Oh, Steven!”, his mother exclaims as she runs to give him a hug.

“You can leave.” Your dad gestures towards Eddie.

“I could but I’m not. Do I need to call my uncle so we have everyone who needs to be here present?”

“It’s not like you can call his dad.”, Mr. Harrington sasses under his breath as you angrily glare at him. 

“Mr. Munson, you don’t need to be here. I asked for my daughter to come home with Mr. Harrington here—”

“Yeah well, my understanding is you have a problem with me to so…”, Eddie shrugs. Your dad turns to your mom and whispers something to her before she rises to head for the kitchen to use the phone. “He works at the mill up there. He should be in by now.”

You three sit on the couch as you try to keep your emotions in check. The way everyone is staring at you guys terrifies you but you were also extremely angry, knowing how this conversation was going to play out. No matter what they said, you loved Eddie and Steve. You weren’t leaving them. 

“Wayne said he would be here in 15 minutes.”, your mother notified the room. 

“Good. He can take his nephew when he gets here. Now while we wait, Steven, I’m just going to say this out right, stay away from my daughter. This thing you two have is over.”

“Dad—”

“And as for you, you disobeyed us. We told you to stay away from him especially since he’s associated with this one here.”, he points to Eddie. 

“Which ends today to. I don’t want you spending any more time with this freak.”, his dad adds.

“Well, what does it matter, dad? According to you, I’ve already tarnished our name by not making into college, right? I’m too fucking stupid and lazy. Isn’t that what you said?”

“You’re goddamn right! We raised you to be better than this.”

“You didn’t raise him at all!”, you defended. “He’s spent half of high school alone in that big house.”

“Y/N!”, your mother scolds and you immediately fold back into yourself. 

The boys glance your way before looking back down at the floor. “I guess we see now why she was so meek and scared before.”, Eddie softly smiles as he reaches for your hand. 

“Hey! Don’t touch my daughter.”

“I love your daughter! No one has ever cared about me or made me feel the way she does.”

“Wait…”, Steve’s dad rubs his palm over his eyes. “I’m confused. Steve, you told me you were dating Y/N.”

“I am and I love her to.”

“But he just…”

Your eyes meet your mother’s before hers drift towards the ceiling. “Jesus fucking Christ.”

A knock on the door brings everything to a halt and your dad quickly answers it to allow Eddie’s uncle entry. “Get your nephew and get out of my house.”

“Wait. What is happening?”

“You to, Bill! Get your son and leave. It’s obvious we need to have a long talk with our child.”

“We can talk as long as you want, dad, but that’s not going to change how I feel. I love them to and after we graduate, we’re moving in together.”

“Huh…well that explains some things.”, Wayne smirks as he looks at all the other adults in the room. “I mean I had a feeling but didn’t want to assume.”

“You’re ok with this?!”, your mom shrieks. 

“Yeah, I mean… they aren’t doing anything wrong. They aren’t a gang or something. They’re three people in love. It’s nice and rare at such a young age.”

“Exactly! ‘Young age’! You three are way too young to understand what you are feeling!”

“ENOUGH!”, your dad booms as all conversation ceases. “This is over.”, he points his index finger towards you. “End it now. As long as you are under my roof, you will follow my rules. You are not allowed to see either of these boys again.”

“You can’t keep us from her.”, Eddie responds as he grips your hand tighter. 

“I sure fucking can! I’ll call the cops! I’ll send her to live with family in other states! I’ll—”

“You’ll call the cops and tell them what? Your daughter is spending time us? And you can send her anywhere you want, no matter what, we would follow her.”, Steve interrupts reaching for your hand as well. 

“Steven Harrington, you think about this now. If you insist on staying with this…whore…I will cut you off—”

“Hey now.”, Wayne cuts in. “No need to be rude or disrespectful. If you say something like that again, I’m ending this and taking all three of them back to my home.”

As Eddie’s uncle spoke, your eyes scanned your parents. Their angry eyes were staring into a void they seemed to stuck in. What killed you most was while Wayne defended you, your mom and dad remained silent, seemingly agreeing with Steve’s father. To them…you were a whore.

“Cut me off, dad. I don’t care. I’ve spent my whole life trying to impress you and be what you wanted me to be. Now I just want to figure out who I am and I want to do it with this woman here. I may not be the best student, man, or even fucking son but I am good at taking care of baby girl here.”

“Do you agree with his dad?”, you blurted your question as you addressed your family. “Do you two think I’m a slut?”

“What-what are we supposed to think, Y/N?”, your mother stutters. 

“It’s not like I’m-I’m opening my legs for all of Hawkins! I’m in a relationship with these two. I—”

“Stop it, Y/N.”, your dad warns.

“No!”, you suddenly rise to your feet. “I’ve never done anything wrong or given you two any reason to worry before. You both always said I was smart and knew how to make my own choices! Why is this ONE suddenly wrong?”

“Sit. Down. Y/N.”

“Sweetheart…” Eddie tries to pull at your hand to get your attention, getting to his feet as well. He recognizes that look and tone from your father; he’s seen it before on his own. 

“Dad, they are both so good to me. If you just got to know them—”

As your dad’s arm rears back, the metalhead slides between you two, taking the slap that was meant for you. Wayne moves forward as Steve stands, tugging you behind him. 

“We’re done here. I’m taking them to my trailer until Steve and Y/N feel safe coming home if at all.”, Wayne growls.

“You can’t do that.”

“Oh, I assure you I can. Unless you want to call Hopper down here so we can explain to him how you just assaulted my nephew.” His uncle reaches for Eddie’s arm and guides him towards the front door. “You kids get a head start. I’ll be right behind you.”

Without speaking, the three of you exit the house and quickly move to Eddie’s van. 

“Do you want me to drive?”, Steve asks.

The metalhead shakes his head, opening the passenger door for you before slamming it shut. As he begins the drive back to the trailer, you start replaying everything in your head. You knew your parents weren’t going to approve of this relationship but you never expected them to be this angry to the point where your dad would react the way that he did. 

 Eddie got hurt, Steve was cut off, you and he didn’t have a home anymore. Then everything that happened last night… this is all my fault… 

You tried to hide the tears that flowed as you curled into the window. After a while, the trailer came into view but even after the man parked no one moved. You glanced over at the driver, suddenly realizing his chest was rising and falling rapidly. 

“Eddie… are you okay?”

Steve followed your eye line as he shifted to the other side of the van. “Munson. It’s okay, man. You’re okay.”

Eddie’s eyes shut as his mouth opened to release a loud scream as he repeatedly hit at his steering wheel. His hair blocked his face as his head hung to his chest. The driver’s side door gradually opened as Wayne leaned against it, reaching for his nephew’s arm. 

“Come on, son. You’re okay.”

Gently, he tugged his nephew out and the rest of you followed suit. As you entered the trailer, you and Steve sat on the couch while Eddie’s uncle looked him over. 

“He got you pretty good but…it would have probably done way more damage to her. That was a brave thing you did, Eddie.” The metalhead’s shoulders deflate as he exhales. “You two are welcome to stay here as long as you need to. Y/N, I can give you some cash and after school tomorrow you and the boys can go into town so you can buy some essentials.”

“I’m sorry…”

Wayne came over and bent down on his heels beside you. “You have no reason to be sorry, honey. You are not a whore; you’ve done nothing wrong. Okay?” He smiles when you nod. “Ed, I have to get back to work. Are you three going to be alright?”

“Yeah, we’ll be fine.”

As his uncle straightens up, he reaches over to pat Steve’s shoulder. Once he leaves, Eddie abruptly turns and heads for his room. You two trail after him, finding him in a chair with a cigarette dangling from his lips as he tries to light it. 

“Fucking…piece of shit…lighter…”, he growls before angrily throwing it to the floor. 

Slowly, you place yourself in front of him, extending your hand out to run your fingers through his hair. Eddie sighs again as he leans forward and rests his forehead on your stomach. 

“I’m…thank you…” The tears start flow again as you hug him to you. His hands glide up to your lower back as his lips press against your tummy. The metalhead’s eyes glance up to meet yours for the first time since you left your parents house and the pain you found within them killed you. It was like the man now was fighting with the scared little boy he was back then, trying to remind himself that he was in control. You lean down to kiss his lips before nodding you head, whispering against them. “Use me.”

With incredible strength, Eddie lifted you under your arms and all but threw you onto his bed. He tore off your clothes, rapidly trying to do the same with his own. After opening your legs, he spit into cunt, gripping the base of his cock and guiding himself roughly into your body. His hips pounded aggressively into yours as he remained pushed up on his palms, long hair blocking his face from your view. As you reached up to move it out of the way, his hand flew to your wrist, pinning it flat to the mattress. 

You winced at the feeling of each hard thrust; he had never been this rough with you before. He began muttering things under his breath you could barely hear as you caught every other word. 

“Fucking…asshole…I could…knock him…out.”

“S-sir?”, you whimpered as Steve knelt by the bed, scanning your face.

“Color, honey?”

“Yellow, Da-daddy.”

“Eddie, she needs a minute.”

“They think…tell me…what to do…no. I’m…in control.” Your eyes widen as his hand suddenly flies to your throat, gripping it hard between his fingers.

“Eddie! Stop!” Steve quickly shoves him back and he tumbles off you, releasing you from his hold. “Y/N, are you ok?”

You cough as you try to catch your breath. 

“Fuck. F-fuck, Y/N. Sweetheart, I’m so fucking sorry. I didn’t even hear you. I…fuck!”, he shouts as he hits the trailer wall with his fist. 

You glance over at him before looking up Steve, assuring him you were alright. “Take these off, Daddy.” You tug at his shirt collar and he nods, rising to his feet.

“Don’t. Don’t touch me. I don’t want to hurt you again.”, Eddie’s voice shakes as you turn and place your hand on his chest. 

“Do you trust me?”, you whisper.

“Yeah, I just…don’t trust myself.”

Leaning forward, you tenderly kiss his lips as you push him carefully on to his back and straddle his waist. “I do, Master.”

A moan escapes his beautiful lips at the title, his palms coming to rest on your thighs as you carefully slide his cock into your entrance. Balancing above him on your hands, you grind your hips as you tilt your upper half closer to his chest.

“You’re always so protective of me. I feel so safe with you and Daddy.”

Steve climbs on to the bed behind you as you crane you neck to watch him spit in his hand and stroke it along his length. His eyebrows raise as if to ask if you’re ready and you subtly nod, allowing him to grab your waist and push himself into your ass. 

Once again, you felt so full by both of them immediately, moaning at the delicious stretch of them inside of you. Steve’s arms came into your field of view as his chest pressed against your back and his hands rest near yours against the mattress. 

Your eyes rolled as he began rolling his hips into yours, panting against your skin. 

“You both feel so good. Oh my god… Please, Sir. I NEED you to move.”

“You need me, princess?”

Eddie licks his lips as his hips thrust upwards eliciting a loud moan from you both. Steve leans back onto to his knees, guiding your movements with his palms as he glances between your bodies.

“F-fuck, baby. You take us both so well.”

The metalhead nods underneath you, agreeing with his friend. “Such a good girl.”

“Mmm—use me. Fill me up, please. I need you to. I need to—mmm-- feel you cum inside me.”

Eddie’s fingers reach up to caress your face before gripping the back on your neck, bringing your lips to his. 

“I love you, Y/N. You are safe with us. I’d never—God—I’d never let anyone hurt you like that.” His glassy, blown out eyes lock with yours as he pumps into you harder. Steve tries to match his pace, slamming his hips into yours. 

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck.” Your pussy clenches around him as you cum. Eddie grunts below you at the feeling, clinging to your waist as he follows you.

The other boy holds you against his chest as he chases his high, his arms holding you tightly as he thrusts his spend into your body. 

Without a word, they each gradually pull out of you making you hiss and wince at the slight sting. The metalhead gently takes your hand and walks you towards his shower. After cleaning you and making sure you were comfortable, he places you back on the mattress in front of Steve who casually begins brushing your hair. 

“Wayne doesn’t need to give you too much cash. I, um, I bought some stuff and have them here for when you spend the night like that brush.”, Eddie gestures towards Steve. “We just need to find you some clothes more than anything. In a couple days, maybe my uncle can talk your parents into letting you swing by to get your stuff. You may have to wait till we find an apartment to bring everything… Trailer is kind of small.”, he smiles. 

You fingers reach out to move some of his hair back so you can see his face. 

“I’m really fucking sorry, princess. I didn’t mean to… Your dad hit me and I just felt like a boy again, you know? I got lost in my brain.”

“It’s okay. I understand. I genuinely do. I’m sorry he hit you.”

“I’m sorry for my dad to…talking down to both of you like that.”, Steve sighs. “You’re not a whore, Y/N. That goes without saying but…”, he chuckles. “I know you like to be called that in bed—”

“By you two. But even then, when you say it, I know you don’t mean it like they do.”

They nod at your statement, each man leaning in to kiss your lips. The rest of the night, they kept an extra close eye on you; making sure you were fed and comfortable before falling asleep in their arms. While Eddie leaned out his bedroom window smoking a cigarette, you shot up in bed, grabbing your heart as you panted. 

“Hey! Whoa, sweetheart. It’s ok, you’re ok. It was just a nightmare.”

Silently, your head feel back against the pillow as you sobbed. He tossed the end of his smoke out into the yard, closing the window, and enveloping you in his arms. The metalhead tenderly kissed your forehead as you rolled over, pressing your face into his bare chest. 

“I know, baby. It’s ok. I’ve got you. Master’s here for you.”

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That following morning, Eddie gave you a shirt to wear so you could at least have on something different than yesterday. All eyes felt like they were on you as you three climbed out of his van and headed for the campus. 

“Is it just me or are there more eyes on us than normal?”

“Well, King Steve did just show up with the freak so I imagine there’s a lot of gossip there.”

You squinted towards the metalhead, pursing your lips. “I hate when you call yourself that. You aren’t a freak.”

“Y/N?”, Masie called as she waved you to her locker. 

“We’ll see you in class, alright? Everything is okay.”, Steve soothes as he tenderly pets your head. 

“Hey Maze. What’s going on?”

“I was going to ask you that.” Your best friend takes a few steps closer to you as she lowers her voice. “Is it true that you’re fucking Steve Harrington AND Eddie Munson?”

“I—what—I mean—where did you hear that?”, you ask as you stumble over your words. 

“Y/N, Mr. Harrington went to the bar last night talking about how you ‘corrupted his son’ and how delusional the three of you are. The whole town knows about it. Is-is it true? I mean I know you spend a lot of time with them but I thought they were just friends.”

“I…um… what if I was in a relationship with them both? Would that be so wrong?”

Masie’s eyes widen as she takes a step back from you. “I-I-I don’t know what to say.”

Your eyes begin to water as you slowly back away. “No. I completely understand. Um, take your time and I’m just, um, going to go to class.”

“Y/N, WAIT!”, she screams after you as you run away from her down the hallway. You don’t stop till you’re outside your first classroom which is currently being blocked by students.

“Move! Everyone out of my way!”, Mr. C pushes through the crowd and you follow close behind. 

A couple of boys were on the floor wrestling with Steve and Eddie. The desks were pushed out of the way and blood had already began staining the linoleum. A few other teachers with campus security ran in pulling everyone apart. 

“What is going on?!”, your teacher shrieked. “Mr. Munson? Mr. Harrington? Care to enlighten me?”

They were furious, you could see it reflecting in their beautiful eyes even as they tried to avoid your gaze. Another student finally piped up and pointed towards the blackboard where you and Mr. C quickly turned to look. 

In big bold letters, written in yellow chalk read the words, “Y/N Y/L/N. CLASS SLUT OF 1984.”

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[busycucumbermelon]

❤️‍🔥 Our coven mate ❤️‍🔥

Pairing: Cullens x Black!Reader

Summary The Cullens move to Pennsylvania, and find out they have another addition to their family, but they’re not sure how she’ll take it 

After a while of Renesmee, learning that Pennsylvania is “where vampires originated”she’s been begging for them all to move there of course with a furry, companion.after a month or so of considering, complaining and convincing, in the end they given in and moved to Pennsylvania jake wasn’t all too Happy about the move, but went along with it for Renesmee.

The Cullens one for another glass house look sense Esme loved the look so much one of the reasons they were unsure if they wanted to move to Pennsylvania all the couples having their own respective cabins and staying in the woods, it wasn’t that different from Forks just didn’t feel as homey 

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You kissed your little sisters and little brother goodbye before heading off to work with your twin brother 

“yo sis did you hear, seems we have a few new transfer students? I think Cullens is their last name apparently it’s a couple that adopted a bunch of foster kids seems pretty sick of you ask me.” your brother started some playful banter on the way to the restaurant you work at 

“Well, that’s really nice of them.” You mumble turning down the music a bit “so how many of them are there? Are they all related?” You lean back in your chair more, trying to relax before your long shift starts

“no they’re not all related two of them are twins like us I think their last name is hale ones is Swan and the rest of them are Collins oh, and they’re all in relationships, which is kind of weird if you didn’t know that they don’t have the same last name” he leaned back a bit in his chair, slowing down a bit so you don’t make it to the restaurant too fast not ready to clock in yet

“and tell me dear Brother how do you know so much about them if they haven’t even been in town for a week” you were starting to grow a bit suspicious of your brothers behavior, and how much he knew about them. Sure it was abnormal for new people to come in town, but they had just been there for a week no way to know that much. right?

“Well, their adopted father is a doctor and he works at the hospital. I went in the other day for Sarah and Melanies, cancer treatment? Yeah, he’s really nice gave us the whole rundown …..because I was interrogating him.”you turned him, giving him a  bewildered luck “no you didn’t. He’s new in town! now he thinks we’re weirdos, God I have to go in there tomorrow with Sarah and Melanie ,why did you do that?!”

“oh well, no time to fret we’re here.”your brother chirped out fast, pulling into the back parking lot mostly used for employees

“Just because we’re clocking into work, doesn’t mean we can’t talk about this.”You give your brother a wary look as you step out of the car. Your brother doing the same, locking the doors behind him.

the minute, the both of you step in to work one of your coworkers come up to you “OK y/n clock in and then you have a table they’re new in town so be extra nice you know the drill, and scar then you’re cooking tonight make sure to make everything as best you can”you both look at each other, knowing today was going to be much longer than expected “i’m right on it” your brother mumbles, pulling up his hair and putting on an apron, you in clock for both of you, and put on your own apron, tie your hair into a loose ponytail and step outside to serve your first table 

You walk out and immediately notice which table is yours it’s a couple in all black the wife is wearing a beautiful black dress with a slit up the side and a low v line with 4 inch heels on. her elbows are on the table her fingers interlocked with her husband’s considering the rings, both of their hands are interlocked he’s wearing all black just like his wife clearly an expensive dress shirt, shoes, belt, and pants, all clearly expensive the blonde hairand pale white skin, just like his wife’s slightly contrasting with their all black outfits. They look like if they had to pull their eyes away from each other, it would cause physical pain. deep in conversation by the look of it,it hurts looking at them. They look like the perfect parents some thing you never got to have and you know you never would you take a deep breath pushing all the thoughts to the back of your mind and just remind yourself this is a 12 hour shift there first table by the end of this you’re gonna want to claw everyone’s eyes out.you walk to the table, put on your normal fake smile and going with normal routine

“my name is y/n and I will be your waitress for the night. i’m so sorry for the wait were short staffed.” Oh great now it looks like they’re eyes couldn’t be pulled off your form, even if they were tortured to.  you could tell they were eyeing you up and down since they weren’t being very subtle about it.the wife is the first to snap out of it

“Oh, that’s no problem, dear we understand”she glanced at her husband and gave his hand a small squeeze, just so he’d pull his eyes away From you. Clearly seeing that you were slightly distressed by the unblinking stare,

“well, what can I get you for drinks tonight?” “Umm I’ll have a water and a bloody Mary. dear” “and you, sir?” “a water please love” for some reason you could feel your cheeks starting to burn a little many of your customers called you dear and love and other such nicknames but for some reason it felt different when they said it, although you didn’t even know them “i’ll go get those and give you some time with the menus” they both nod and give you a small hmh, giving you the go ahead to get their drinks 

You walked back into the kitchen conversation with your brother about how in love they are, and their strange behaviors as you make their drinks.

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Esme’s Body Tencent immediately wanting to follow you, unhappy you were so far away from her.

“Carlisle?…”

his eyes were still staring at the door to the kitchen “Esme do you think?…” “I’ll have to ask Alice when we get home for now. Will try our best to control ourselves. All right, baby?” 

Esme and Carlisle ended up talking in a foreign language simply throwing back-and-forth thoughts of places they could bring you and languages. You could learn how fast do learn them. would you help Esme cook? Did you have any other family besides your brother in the kitchen with you? Would you enjoy her cooking? would your family enjoy her cooking? would you try to help her teacher Renesme? Would you treat Renesmee as if she was one of your little siblings?

would you help Carlisle unwind after work? Would you be a worried overprotective sister like your brother? Would you comfort your siblings if they had any fears with the treatments? Would they only want you to comfort them?did you go out of your way to help your family? Would you go out of your way to help them? What if the tasks were Some thing that could be dangerous for you, would you help even with small tasks? One thing they knew for sure though was whatever you would do and how ever you would behave. It would be absolutely perfect 

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When Carlisle and Esme come home Emmett was the first to greet them, sitting at the dining table legs kicked up onto the table reading a magazine Well Alice did Rosa‘s hair next to him. “so how was your anniversary dinner?” Alice chirped up

“good, do you think you could look in the future for a girl name y/n” alice gave her adopted parents a weird look before her eyes went unfocused.

“so who is this y/n?” Rose was clearly unhappy about they’re request to Alice 

“she was our waitress”Carlisle said for his wife

“And?” Emmett had a feeling to what they were suggesting

“Carlisle what if everyone felt like they were mate it to one person? what would that make that person?” Alice blurted it out rather fast clearly nerved up by her vision

Jasper walked down from upstairs pulling alice close to him Clearly interested in, what Carlisle answer would be “a coven mate Alice” “don’t tell me your waitress is our coven mate” Rosalie glared at Carlisle and esme “she is”

The tension in the room could be cut with a knife. Carlisle and Esme left their room, Alice finished Rosalie’s hair Emmett and Rosalie went to their cabin Jasper and Alice doing the same 

Truthfully, Jasper and Alice were excited to have a coven mate, maybe not about the sharing part but just from Alice’s vision, she could tell that you were amazing, and you’re going to be a perfect mate. Jasper was going to love you she just knew it,

Jasper was a bit nervous, especially if you were  mate it to him, his need to have your blood would absolutely double, and he almost killed Bella because of a paper cut. this is going to be hard he wouldn’t be able to breathe around you.

Which meant he couldn’t talk around you, you might not like him,or think he’s creepy if he doesn’t talk, or what if you just didn’t like him altogether

“Jasper don’t worry she’s gonna love you”Alice could tell that Jasper was nervous

“what can you tell me about her is there anything about me that she’ll just like or I should do more around her?”

Alice’s eyes go unfocused for a few minutes before focusing again “well she likes your hair, your accent, hell that’s something we share.” Linking their arms together “she likes my bubbly, personality, my sense of style clearly, has good taste .oh, she likes when you turn your chair around and sit in it. You have history class with her. She tends to fall asleep then, so take notes for her.” “Why does she fall asleep which period is that?” Jasper was clearly worried. are you not taking care of yourself?

“it’s first period she usually works long night shifts with her brother, so that’s why she’s so tired she has two little sisters, Sarah and Melanie, and a little brother named Carter and a twin Devine but he usually just goes by scar y/n is the only one that calls him Devine and she pronounces the same way French would say guess it” Alice, giddily informed Jasper of your family 

“close?” “mhmmm sadly, Sarah has a very weak immune system, and Melanie has cancer they go to the hospital together every Wednesday and Thursday just to check up on the health of them oh and their Carlisle’s patients now” Jasper stops, giving alice a serious look very different from his usually overly, and loved one. Jasper shuts the door behind him, finally in their cabin ”what is it?”

“How….. how does she feel about? everyone,not just us? And her family…”

“well first,” Alice’s eyes go unfocused once, and then twice she looks positively annoyed and frustrated “what darling?” jasper mumbles, holding Alice by the waist head in the crook of her neck 

“I can’t see anything?!….” She tries one more time nothing she can’t see her little mate’s future, her can’t even see she little mate at work…. It takes everything in her not to immediately go to your restaurant

It’s fine tomorrow she’ll make sure she can see you in person and that you’re perfectly fine. Not a Scratch on your body and if there is well, there’s always time to get rid whom ever hurt you whoever hurt there a little mate 

should I do part 2?







[warriororb5]

Ok now that I’ve had some time to think about it;

Everything I liked and disliked about Furiosa: A Mad Max Saga:

Likes:

- That they tied in the one good thing from the comic, being Furiosa’s peach stone.

- Same goes for adding Scabrous from the game.

- Max’s cameo in his own franchise.

- Seeing the Green Place.

- Seeing Gastown.

- That even Joe of all people immediately clocked that the girl with Dementus was absolutely not willingly with him at all. (Takes one to know one I guess.)

- Seeing the Citadel not take Dementus seriously at all at first, basically the whole scene where they have his gang pick a random warboy to show him exactly how much he fucked up by picking a fight.

- All of the air fight stuff with the parasailing bikers.

- That Dementus and Octoboss both have their own version of Joe’s icon.

- That the warlords and Joe’s sons canonically hang out together at the Citadel.

- The shitty 3 wheeled car.

#1 - Praetorian Jack 🥰

Dislikes:

- That Peeps and Bullet Farmer weren’t at their towns at all the whole movie, especially when they tell Farmer to go get everything ready and he’s still at the Citadel afterwards. It makes it feel like the only reason they’re not at their towns is that they need them to survive to Fury Road and needed an easy reason Dementus didn’t kill them when he took over both times.

- How disappointing the Bullet Farm ended up looking.

- That we only get to see the Green Place for like 2 minutes (mostly only the outskirts of it) and other than establishing that Valkyrie and Furiosa were friends we get absolutely no other connections for Furiosa herself in her community.

- We got so little canon backstory for Furiosa other than the exact amount of days it took for her mother to die and they didn’t do anything with that, I personally looked over at my friend sitting next to me and held up two fingers on the morning of the second day thinking they were going to build suspense because the audience started the movie with that knowledge but no, they don’t make it clear how much time is passing.

- Furiosa mostly being hyper competent as a kid except for following her mom’s instructions to go the fuck home and walking straight into the enemy camp where she’s being killed.

- That Furiosa seems to have spent almost no time in the vault (possibly only one day?) before escaping and becoming part of the cog fodder then mechanic crew. That it doesn’t even seem like anyone bothered looking for her. That the only wives we see from this movie seem to be with Joe willingly, desperate to stay wives rather than be abandoned or demoted to milkers. Which I guess highlights their parallel to the warboys better, being brainwashed cogs in Joe’s machine. But the whole “everyone but Furiosa being cool with being in sexual slavery” gave me rancid vibes. It just seemed like a bizarre choice given how desperate the wives were to get away in Fury Road.

- Having basically everything terrible done to Furiosa in her backstory be done by Dementus rather than Joe. By the end of the movie it literally had me questioning why she even personally hated Joe as much as she did in Fury Road to even motivate the original “Remember Me”. Like don’t get me wrong, he’s still a warlord running a cult that dehumanizes everyone in it down to what they can do for him but why does Furiosa the titular protagonist hate him personally? He got her away from the man who originally stole her and killed her mother (for obviously selfish reasons by essentially bargaining for her like an object) and offered her what he and at least some of the other wives at this time considered a “”good”” future with him. After she (nearly instantly) escaped she became a Praetornian and then openly presented as a woman which Joe seems to not give a shit about at this point. And that’s kind of it. She shows up to tell Joe about Dementus’ trick which he believes and acts on. She steals his son’s car and gets Dementus herself which not only seems to have incited no punishment but he also lets her do that stupid tree thing to him. They gutted all of the implied horrors that Joe might have committed towards her to give the lesser villain from this movie more teeth and if taken as canon actively lessens Fury Road as a story.

- They didn’t even have her bond with any of the wives from this movie. . .

- Seriously guys, outside our protagonist there are basically no named women in this movie besides like her dead mom and that one biker who had the cool facial scaring, I’m not sure if she had a name in the movie so benefit of the doubt here. And I guess kid!Valkyrie for 20 seconds.

1# The stupid tree thing. Why. The actual fuck. Would Furiosa plant her peach stone in the Citadel before she knew she was going to stay there???? If she still planned to escape back home, and she did as we see 30 seconds after she gets the first peach from the tree, then why would she have planted that fucking tree in the first place with the expectation of abandoning it??? Also, just stupid. I go into a Mad Max movie with the intention of accepting everything. My willing suspension of disbelief for this franchise is so willing guys. But this is probably, hands down, one of the worst makes absolutely no sense endings in the franchise aside from Max “saving” those kids in the oasis with fresh water by leading them to the abandoned city for some reason in Thunderdome.

[woman-of-balnain]

The Claim Part 3/5 (Alpha Rick x Omega Reader)

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Pairing: Rick Grimes/Fem!Reader

Summary: You and Rick finally give into the attraction between you - at least somewhat.

A/N: Ok, the first bit of smut between Rick and the Reader. This is my first time writing smut with Rick so I’m kinda nervous about it and any feedback (even just a like tbh) would be really appreciated!

Warnings: Protective Rick (to the point where he gets angry over your safety), age gap (Rick is 13 years older than you), you are 24 and Rick is 37, A/B/O dynamics, oral sex (female receiving), dry humping, Randall using derogatory language towards reader (I guess? I mean that’s his intention anyway), Reader is female and wears traditionally feminine clothing.

Word Count: 3,485

Dividers by: @newlips​ + @cafekitsune​

Maggie barely waited once you were all back at the farm, dragging you into the house and upstairs to her bedroom. She rounded on you as soon as the door was shut, her expression both disappointed and worried.

 “You said you weren’t going to do anything stupid, Y/N!” She exclaimed. “That wasn’t just him comforting you.”

 “I know, Maggie, but –”

 “He’s married, did you forget that?”

 “No, he’s not,” you insisted, finally getting a word in, and causing her to fall silent. “We talked and… Lori’s with Shane now. It’s over between her and Rick.”

 Your sister took a moment to register what you’d said before she sat down softly on her bed. Despite being the middle sister, she often acted like the oldest, protective over you and Beth. Maybe it was because she was a beta, while you and Beth were omegas, causing her to want to shield you from any potential danger.

 “So… what, exactly?” She asked, far calmer now. “You’re together then?”

 “I don’t know,” you sighed. “We didn’t get around to discussing that. Not really.”

 “I’m sorry,” Maggie looked down at her hands. “Just, with Beth and Daddy… they’re both in shock and seeing you two like that, it looked like neither of you cared about what just happened. Like you were just being careless, and I’d have to worry about you too.”

 “Wait, what’s going on? What’s wrong with Beth and Dad?”

 Her words brought back all of the shock and grief from seeing your stepmother and stepbrother being gunned down. But it also made you worry, because you weren’t the only one hurt by it and you felt guilty for not realising the noticeable absence of your youngest sister and father until now.

 “Daddy drove off into town and Beth… it’s like she’s catatonic. Won’t move, won’t respond to anything… like she’s there but isn’t at the same time.”

 The revelation sent chills down your spine and your concern just increased.

 “Where is she?” You asked, wanting to see Beth.

 “In her room,” Maggie replied.

 You turned for the door immediately, with Maggie following close behind. When you reached Beth’s room and saw her looking up at the ceiling, like her mind was somewhere far away, it broke your heart.

 You sat down on the edge of her bed, taking one of her hands in yours.

 “Bethy?”

 She didn’t respond, just like Maggie had warned. The woman in question sat on your other side, her worry permeating through the air around you.

 “This is bad,” you admitted quietly. “The suppressants are one thing… now this? What if she goes into heat while she’s not in the right state of mind?”

 “She… she’ll be okay,” Maggie took hold of your other hand, trying to reassure you. “We’ll make sure she’s safe.”

 “Yeah…”

 You weren’t convinced though, and deep down you knew Maggie wasn’t either. It was always there, at the back of your mind. Your heat was coming up, you could feel it. And it wasn’t like before, where you could go off somewhere private, whether it be alone or maybe now with Rick… you would have to stay at the farm, with the undead always posing a risk.

 Sooner or later, Beth would go into heat too and for her, it was a first. Sure, she had Jimmy, but you wondered if the beta boy would be enough. Beta men didn’t have the same stamina as alphas, or the right scent to soothe and satisfy an omega in heat.

But there was nothing you could do about it for now, so rather than worry needlessly, you continued sitting by Beth’s side, holding her hand tightly. At the very least, you could try to get her to come out of her shock and give her whatever comfort you were able to.

Things remained hectic in the days following what happened at the barn. Beth was still the same, your father had uncharacteristically gone drinking in town and when Rick and Glenn went to go and bring him home, they ran into trouble and brought a hostage back with them.

 Your encounters with Rick were brief, but he had told you and the others to stay away from the barn where the young man they’d taken was being held. Randall, you’d learned his name was, and apparently, he remembered Maggie from high school, which made him a danger to everyone’s safety.

 You couldn’t help but take pity on him though, despite never once seeing his face. You tried to remind yourself that the group he was with had tried to kill Rick, your father and Glenn. But ultimately, for the moment, he was a prisoner and your softer side, fuelled by your inner omega, gave in and you decided to do something to help him.

 So, you found yourself in the barn, standing in front of the young alpha prisoner with a sandwich and water bottle in hand as he stared up at you, beaten black and blue but still tied to his chair.

 He didn’t look much like an alpha, but you smelt it on him all the same.

 “Just let me go,” he tried to plead with you, though there was something underlying in his tone that made you think he wasn’t as earnest as he should have been about it.

 “That’s not my decision,” you told him softly. “But here, you should eat.”

 You took one of the halves of the sandwich and held it out to him. The rope around Randall prevented him from taking the food himself, so you had to hold it in front of his mouth. He looked up at you, like he was trying to determine if your gesture was some kind of trick.

 He seemed happy with whatever he found in your gaze though, because he titled his head forward and he took a bite. His eyes never left you and it made you feel uncomfortable, but you still didn’t want someone who was there, at your home, to starve. Prisoner or not.

 When he moved his head slightly, tilting it so that his nose brushed against the inside of your wrist, breathing you in, you jolted back immediately.

 “You smell like him,” Randall observed.

 You didn’t have to ask who. The answer was clear to you and despite the discomfort Randall filled you with, the idea that you still smelt of Rick caused your heart to flutter, even though it shouldn’t be possible.

 But most of all you just felt regretful for ignoring Rick’s orders and coming into the barn. And that feeling coursed through you, filling you with dread at the fact you were now alone with the prisoner who clearly did have bad intentions, despite being tied up.

 You were so caught up in it that you didn’t even notice the barn door opening and someone else stepping inside.

 “You’re not mated though,” Randall’s gaze fell to your neck, the skin smooth and unclaimed. “So, you’re still fair game.”

 You stiffened at the insinuation, but you didn’t get a chance to retort before you heard the barn door slam shut. Then someone was moving past you and getting right up into Randall’s face. You’d felt Rick’s presence before you saw him, his familiar scent filling the air as he strode up to the prisoner, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt.

 “Say that again,” Rick warned him lowly. “Give me an excuse to kill you.”

 “What’s the problem?” Randall retorted, cockier than you thought he should have been. “You haven’t claimed her. Why not? Since she’s so special to you… or is she just your whore?”

 Rick lunged at him, his fist hitting Randall’s face with such a brute force, you thought you might have heard bones cracking from the impact. He pulled back only to swing at him again and again, likely with the intention to cause a lot more damage than Daryl already had.

 “Rick…” you called out gently, your voice betraying your trepidation.

 He stopped immediately, like you had broken him out of some trance. As he stepped back from Randall, you saw that he was breathing heavily, still trying to reign his temper in. Rick didn’t look at you when he turned around. He just took hold of your hand, dragging you out of the barn, the rest of the sandwich and the water bottle you’d been holding falling to the ground.

 Rick didn’t let go of you once you were back outside. Instead, he looked back towards the house and the campsite of his group and seemed to think better of heading in that direction. When he pulled you towards the woods, still not saying a word, you realised he wanted some privacy with you.

 At any other time, that might have gotten you excited. But considering the anger that was still dripping off him, mixing with his scent and making you anxious… you were just apprehensive about what he was planning to say or do.

 When you were both well enough away from any prying eyes at the farm and hopefully not too far out where you might run into walkers, Rick let go of his tight grip on your arm and turned to face you. When his eyes met yours, that was when the guilt set in for you. Because underneath all the anger he was very clearly feeling, there was also fear and worry.

 “I – we told you to stay away from the barn,” he fumed, barely holding back the true force of his emotions. “Are you trying to drive me crazy, Y/N?”

 “No, I… I just… I felt bad…”

 His blue eyes, which were normally so piercing and commanding, were now wild and distressed. You felt the guilt swallow you whole as you realised you were the cause of it.

 “For what? His people wanted to kill us. Did you forget that?”

 “I didn’t forget,” you replied placatingly, hoping to calm him down. “I only wanted to give him some food. I’m sorry… I wasn’t thinking. Once he said those things, I realised that I was being stupid by going in there.”

 At the reminder of the things Randall had said to both you and Rick, his rage seemed to return in full force. You expected him to yell some more, venting out his frustrations verbally. So, when you were suddenly pushed up against the nearest tree and Rick’s lips pressed hungrily against yours, you were surprised but no less relieved.

 His kiss was demanding, communicating his desire for you to submit and you did so willingly. You let him take control, loving the way his hands explored your body, tugging at your dress and gliding over your skin. His lips were soft and full against yours and his tongue stroked languidly against yours, making your mind wonder about how it might feel against other parts of your body…

 You let out a deep moan at all the feelings he was eliciting within you and your fingers seemed to automatically find themselves tugging on his short hair. He bit teasingly at your bottom lip, and you pulled him closer to you.

 “You gonna listen from now on?” He demanded to know, lips still brushing against yours.

 “Yes…” you breathed out. “Yes Alpha…”

 “You belong to me ‘mega,” he reminded you, one hand moving down to your thighs.

 You nodded frantically, desperate for more of his touch. For more of him. He pushed your legs apart, settling one of his own between them. You felt hot all over and while you knew it was still too early for your heat, you were just as needy as you would’ve been if it had arrived.

 It was automatic, the way you moved your hips, letting yourself grind against his strong and toned thigh. The material of his jeans was rough, but through your panties it provided just the right amount of friction.

 “Say it.”

 “I belong to you,” you whined out, lost in the feel of him. “I’ll do whatever you say.”

 “Good girl,” he praised.

 Your inner omega reveled in the fact that you’d pleased him and when his lips fell down to your scent gland it drove you wild. You moved more frantically against his thigh, desperate for release. Rick took a moment to breathe you in, enjoying your usual scent that had become mixed with your obvious arousal.

 “You’re not gettin’ off on my thigh, baby,” he nuzzled against your neck, hands moving to hold your hips steady.

 “Please…” you whined, wanting to cum so badly. “Please, Rick…”

 “Hold still, sweetheart.”

 You did as he asked, letting out a happy sigh when he pressed one last, feather-light kiss to your overstimulated gland. When his hands began to lift up your dress though, you got impatient again, squirming against him and just wanting to feel some aspect of him paying attention to your pussy.

 “Hold still,” he repeated, a stern warning this time.

 You settled again, watching with lustful eyes as he got down on his knees, your legs spread on either side of him. You were glad for the tree behind you, because without it you definitely wouldn’t still be standing.

 Rick seemed intent on teasing you, drawing it all out to drive you more and more crazy with anticipation. Maybe it was his way of getting back at you for going into the barn, for defying his orders and for scaring him like that by putting yourself in any kind of danger.

 Your eyes fluttered shut and your head fell back against the tree when all he did was run his fingers over your panties, rubbing and teasing at your clit through the soft material. It wasn’t enough, but it was something and damn if he didn’t know what he was doing to you.

 His lips kissed up along your inner thigh as he brought that leg up to rest on his shoulder, supporting you. All the while, Rick kept teasing you through your panties, applying a little more pressure. You were quickly getting wet, and you could feel the way it seeped through your panties and made the material moist as he kept rubbing your clit.

 “You’re so good for me, ‘mega,” he murmured against your thigh.

 His kisses were moving higher and higher, getting closer to where you wanted his lips to be. You almost protested when he pulled his head back, but he was so quick in tugging at your underwear, pulling them down your legs, that you didn’t get a chance to be disappointed by the loss of contact.

 You were more than ready for him, so when your panties were finally off and thrown to the side, out of the way, you looked on eagerly as Rick took in the sight of you with a dark and hungry gaze. His fingers explored your pussy first, gently pushing aside your folds and running along your slit, gathering up your slick.

 Then his fingers thrust inside of you with little warning, but you’d been so desperate for it that you just closed your eyes again and let out a deep and eager moan.

 “Oh, fuck,” you cried out in pleasure.

 “You got a dirty mouth, huh, baby?”

 You could practically hear the grin in his tone of voice.

 “Mmm,” you replied, too lost in the powerful movements of his fingers inside you to coherently answer.

 “Just for me, right?”

 “Y-yes,” you stammered out, fingers running through his hair again. “Only for you.”

 “What do you want, Omega?”

 “I… I…”

 You couldn’t put the words together in your head, let alone speak them out loud. Rick pressed his thumb against your clit and your legs shuddered from the ecstatic feeling he elicited in you.

 “Tell me,” he demanded. “Wanna hear you say it.”

 “I want… I want you to eat me out. I want your mouth on my pussy. Then I want you to fuck me rough and hard. Want you to show me I’m yours.”

 “No, I ain’t gonna fuck you today sweetheart,” he denied you.

 “Why not?” You whined, so desperate to feel him inside of you.

 “Gonna wait for your heat,” he was kissing along your thigh again. “Gonna do it right the first time I have you. Claim you properly.”

 He had a point, one that you could see despite the state of lust your mind was in. And the idea of him claiming you… that was worth waiting for, you decided.

 “But getting a taste of your sweet pussy?” He continued, lips now hovering right over your core, his breath fanning out and teasing you. “That I can do.”

 “Fuck!” You cried out.  

 You tugged on his hair and pushed him closer as his mouth came into contact with your clit. His fingers never faltered in their deep and forceful thrusts and the added sensation of his tongue and lips on your sensitive nub sent your mind into a delirious, lust-fuelled haze.

 Your hips moved of their own accord, causing you to fuck his face wildly. His hands gripped your upper thighs, but he made no move to fully control your frantic movements. Rick’s tongue was like magic, giving precise and generous licks to your clit, while his lips and teeth encircled it, driving you closer and closer to the edge.

 “Oh, god…” you moaned, still clinging to him. “Rick… don’t – don’t stop!”

 He clearly had no intention to, and when his lips moved down, closer to where his fingers were still moving in and out of you, his nose brushed against your clit instead, offering a different kind of sensation. Your hips bucked forward again, spurred on by his ministrations.

 Then, Rick curled his fingers inside of you, coming into contact with that bundle of nerves you both seemed to know would help drive you over the edge. As you revelled in the new stimulation, his nose brushed back over your clit, and he sucked down hard on the sensitive nub.

 Finally, your orgasm crashed over you in waves, your resulting moan ringing out through the woods. You didn’t care who or what you attracted in that moment though. All you cared about was Rick and the things he was doing to you.

 Your legs spasmed and your hands held his head down, keeping him pressed against your core. You didn’t need to though, as he kept happily worshiping your pussy. Your eyes were squeezed shut and you just allowed the euphoria to overcome all of your senses for those few, blissful moments.

 You were still breathing heavily when you finally relinquished your hold on him and began coming down from your high. Rick gave one last kiss to your clit before pulling his fingers out of you and letting the leg that had been resting on his shoulder settle gently back down onto the ground.

 Watching through half-lidded eyes, you observed him lick his fingers clean, savoring your taste. It made you want him all over again, so you pulled him up and off his knees and brought him back to your waiting lips. He let you kiss him eagerly, his hands tracing soothing patterns along your waist, moving under your dress to grant him access to your skin.

 Eventually though, he rested his forehead against yours and broke the kiss just slightly, his lips still resting against yours. His hands squeezed down on your hips and his eyes were still closed, like he was just taking everything in.

 “You okay?” You asked, still a little breathless, your fingers running much more gently now through his hair.

 “Never better,” he replied, a small smile playing on his lips. “Just hard to hold back.”

 You looked down, seeing the generous bulge straining against his pants.

 “You don’t have to, Rick,” you assured him. “I want you just as bad.”

 His eyes finally opened, gazing tenderly into your own. He pulled his head back to take you in properly and one of his hands came up to stroke along your cheek.

 “I meant what I said, Y/N. I’m gonna wait for your heat.”

 You knew it was the right decision, that it would pay off in the end. Especially if he happened to go into a rut at the same time and especially because your heat would be even more intense now that you were no longer taking suppressants. But it was still disappointing.

 Nevertheless, you nodded in acquiescence, and he gave you a strained smile, obviously just as tempted to give in.

 “You’re my omega now,” he continued, the declaration making your heart flutter happily in your chest. “I’m gonna treat you right.”

 You smiled happily at him, and he bent his head, capturing your lips in another possessive and dizzying kiss. For now, you were content to just stay there in his arms and let him distract you from everything else going on in the world around you.

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[larz-barz]

Sleepy kitty

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Warning(s)/info: Hikaru belongs to the amazing @risingscorchingsuns :3 Hikaru and Milo have a platonic sibling relationship:)

Tagging: @risingscorchingsuns @knyinfinity :D

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Hikaru is sitting under a tree just playing with beetles like usual.

He feels a smaller body curl up next to him and he looks over and smiles at the younger girl. “Hi Milo! How are you?”

Hikaru notices Milo seems to be more tired than usual he becomes concerned immediately.

“Are you ok??” He asks her worriedly, giving her his undivided attention.

He quickly stands and picks her up when he sees she looks like she’ll pass out any moment now.

His concern grows as he watches her fall asleep in his arms, why is she so tired??

He carries her to her older brother’s mansion. “Michio! Can you or anyone come to the door?” He calls out loud enough to get someone to hear, but soft enough to avoid waking Milo up.

Michio opens the door and quickly moves to let Hikaru in when he sees Milo sleeping in his arms.

“What happened??” Michio asks worriedly.

“I don’t know! She just randomly came up to me and I noticed she looked really tired so I picked her up before she could fall then she fell asleep!” Hikaru explains frantically.

Michio sighs then leads Hikaru to a guest bedroom then motions for Hikaru to put Milo down on the futon.

Hikaru nods and gently lays her down, careful to not accidentally wake her up.

“She gets nightmares pretty often so odds are she probably had a bunch last night so she didn’t get any sleep..” Michio explains with a frown and Hikaru nods with a hum of acknowledgment.

Milo starts to purr softly when Michio begins stroking her hair and scratching behind her ears.

Both Michio and Hikaru smile when they hear this and watch her soft smile grow.

Michio ends up having to leave for a mission so Hikaru volunteers to stay with Milo just in case something happens.

Hikaru begins doing the gentle actions Michio was doing to help keep her calm and he smiles brightly when her smile grows.

Awhile later she starts to wake up, she’s surprised to see Hikaru at her side.

“K-Karu..? Y-you didn’t have to stay with me.. thank you though..” She says sleepily and Hikaru smiles gently at her.

“Did you sleep well? I don’t like seeing you tired like that, so please tell someone if you can’t sleep because of your nightmares. If no one else, then me and your brother especially are always willing to help you.” He says seriously and smiles when Milo sits up and hugs him.

“Th-thank you Karu.. I really a-appreciate that..” Milo says softly and starts purring when Hikaru rubs her back soothingly.

He and Milo pull away from the hug. “Wanna go look at bugs with me?” He offers with a smile that falters when Milo shakes her head with a slight scared expression.

“H-hey it’s ok.. you don’t have to if you don’t want to..” He says calmly to help her relax, which works for the most part.

Hikaru knows a bit about Milo’s trauma due to having known her for so long now so he completely understands her fear/discomfort when it comes to certain things.

She’s thankful that he never tries to push her into doing anything that scares her or reminds her of anything.

He smiles and immediately reciprocates when she hugs him again.

~the end~

Awhhh they’re adorable togetherrrr🥹 I hope I got Karu at least a little bit accurate, if I got him wrong I’m so sorry 😭

[specialagentlokitty]

Lydia x Brother!reader - trust you

Lydia Martin X Brother!Reader (if ok? If not, could I request it be sibling!reader instead please?) Who has ADHD and has an interest in supernatural creatures, and Lydia has always gone to him for advice on any new threats, but when R is attacked by a monster Lydia is both worried and feeling guilty for not telling R about the supernatural world being real, but assures R that her and the pack have his back? Sorry for it being long! - Anon💜

Sitting in your room, you tapped your pen against the book in front of you as you scrolled through the webpage on your computer.

You were noting things down about druids, a current fascination of yours.

You were curious about supernatural creatures, you didn’t care that they were myths, you simply just loved learning about them, the lore behind them.

And right now you were down the rabbit hole of druids and the lore behind them, there was is much to read and learn, you hadn’t realised you had been at it nearly all day until your sister came in.

“I have a question about banshees.”

You blinked, shaking your head a little as you looked up at your sister, turning your chair around to look at you properly as you kicked your feet up on the desk.

“Go for it Lydia.”

“Well, what exactly do they do?”

“I suppose it depends on the country and the lore, some say they can predict death, when they sense or know someone is close to death the scream. It can be said that if you hear a banshee scream, you or someone close to you will die soon.”

She nodded her head, asking a few more follow up questions.

You happily answered them all, unaware of her muted phone in her pocket with the rest of her friends listening to the conversation.

When she seemed happy with everything, she smiled at you and stood up, hugging you lightly.

“Thank you!”

“Welcome, but you’ve reminded me I haven’t eaten all day so I’m going to grab some food, want anything?”

“Oh can you bring me some rice from that really nice place you go to?”

“Absolutely!”

You jumped up and tossed a hoodie on, pulling some shoes on and left your room only to go back to grab your car keys and leave.

Lydia had left just before you so you locked up the house and began to drive across the town to your favourite takeaway.

Tapping your fingers on the steering wheel, you glanced in your rear view mirror for a split second, and when you looked to the road again you slammed on your breaks.

Your car screeched to a halt and you quickly jumped out, rushing forward to make sure you hadn’t hit the person who just appeared in the middle of the road.

“Are you insane?!” You yelled.

You walked around the front of your car and furrowed your brows a little, looking around.

There was no one there, but you were sure that you had seen someone.

So, you did one last check and turned around, and the last thing you remembered was glowing blue eyes.

It was Noah who found you, he had a report of a car abandoned in the middle of the street, and he went to investigate and he just happened to see you in the edge of his headlights.

You were rushed to the hospital and into surgery, and he immediately called Stiles to tell your sister.

The whole pack were at the hospital, Stiles, Scott, Derek, Peter, Alison, Lydia, Noah and Melissa who had just finished her shift.

“Oh god.. we.. I.. I should’ve told him…” Lydia sobbed.

“You were trying to protect him..” Scott whispered.

“And now he’s dying!” Lydia snapped.

“Hey, hey he’s not dying. They said he’s doing really well, just another hour at most until they’re done.” Melissa said.

Lydia kept blaming herself and they did everything they could to try and reassure her.

At her request, one of the werewolves stayed with you at all times to keep you safe, mostly Derek or Peter.

And a few days later you woke up, in pain and groggy.

“Well hey.”

You looked to your side, brows furrowed a little.

“Mrs… McCall…?”

“Give me a second alright, don’t move.”

You gave a small nod and she did some checks on you before helping you slowly sit up and rested you against the pillows.

“The sheriff is actually outside, do you mind answering a few questions for him?”

You weakly shook your head and she brought him in.

“Can you tell me what happened that night?” He asked.

You opened your mouth and closed it again.

“I… glowing..”

“Glowing?” He asked.

“Glowing.. eyes…”

The two adults shared a look and nodded to you, and you told them what you could remember which wasn’t much.

Melissa left to call your sister and parents, and Noah stayed with you, sitting on the end of your bed helping you ease your nerves by talking to you.

You had to stay in hospital for another week and you were finally allowed to go home.

You didn’t leave your room much, you stayed inside it, and it’s what you were doing now, standing in front of your mirrored wardrobe staring at your bare chest, the deep, jagged, pink scars going across it.

There was a knock on your door, and you looked towards it to see Lydia walking in.

“Do they still hurt…?” She asked quietly.

You shrugged a tiny bit.

“A little I guess.”

Grabbing your hoodie you tossed it on, and turned to look at her.

She had tears in her eyes.

“Lydia… come here.”

You walked over and hugged her tightly, and she sobbed.

“It’s all my fault!”

“You didn’t hurt me, it’s not your fault.”

“No! No I should’ve told you straight away!”

You pulled away and frowned at her.

“It’s why I was asking all those questions! Why I come to you asking weird questions because I know you know the answers!” She sobbed.

You placed a hand on her shoulder.

“Hey, hey tell me what’s going on? Why’re you blaming yourself?”

Lydia took a small breath and wiped her eyes.

“They’re real…”

You looked at her confused.

“Supernatural creatures are real…”

“Lydia you’re my sister, I love you most of the time, but did you hit your head.”

“No! I’m telling the truth! Just.. come with me.”

She grabbed your arm and dragged you to her car, and she drove you to a building you didn’t recognise.

She dragged you inside and you saw all her friends were stood waiting.

“Show him.” She said.

“Are you sure?” Derek asked.

“Show him please.”

They shared a look but nodded, Scott, Derek and Peter stood forward and you watched in horror as their eyes changed, faces changed.

Yellow, blue and red all staring at you, and you stumbled back into the door, dragging Lydia behind you.

You put yourself between them and her.

“They’re okay! They won’t hurt you!”

She slowly took you to the couch and they explained everything to you, and you were having a hard time processing it all.

But you just nodded along.

“So.. you’re all supernatural creatures…?”

“Me and Stiles aren’t.” Alison said.

You turned to Lydia.

“You’re… like them…?”

“No I’m a banshee…”

You just nodded your head and looked away.

“How can.. how can you feel so safe with them…?”

You mumbled.

Lydia reached out, placing her hand on your arm.

“They’re going to protect you I promise, you’re my brother, you’ve always been part of the pack.” She said.

“It was one of them that.. that did this to me…”

“It wasn’t them I swear, it was someone else we’re looking for them.” Stiles said.

You glanced at him.

“How can.. how can you feel safe with them..?”

“Because we’re trying to protect people.” He smiled.

You looked to your sister.

“I promise you, they have your back. We have your back. Okay? I promise.”

You looked at her, and glanced at the pack then turned back to Lydia.

You slowly nodded your head you weren’t sure what to think about all of this, but you trusted your sister so you wanted to trust her on this too

[seancekitsch]

But what if your Bodyguard! AU gets angsty bc Emhyr sends Cahir to raid caravans instead of guarding his lovely Viscountess? What then?

ok for those of you that are new i recommend reading my bodyguard au! drabble series and buckling in because i play god when it comes to mashing book and show canon together to make sense of both versions of a character just to make an au

“Won’t you say goodbye to me?” Cahir begs, his third time circling the stool you keep moving around to refuse to meet his gaze. 

“Won’t you die like all the rest?” you spit back at him.

“That’s not fair and you know it!” 

He’s right, it’s not. But these raiding parties are a death trap and you refuse to let Cahir see the tears in your eyes. 

“Leave and find your life’s adventures and get back in the Emperors stupid good graces and be his doting little lapdog and I’ll find myself a boring husband before a fortnight is out and live my life of servitude to him,” you hiss, finally stopping in your running and letting Cahir come crashing into you. 

“If that’s what you wish,” Cahir says, barely above a whisper. Your breath hitches as he leans in, almost as if he’ll try to kiss the side of your head or your shoulder, but he doesn’t. 

He leaves, and you break down into your tears, collapsing onto you vanity.

Hours turn into days, and days turn into weeks. You refuse to leave your apartments, your bedroom and your sitting parlor. You don’t attend feasts, you don’t attend parties. Your ladies in waiting, now down to two, flit in and out of the rooms but never stay for long. Granted, they never did when Cahir was here either, but now it seems moreso that they’re avoiding you. As far as you know, Cahir is dead in a forest and so are you. Even your good friend the Count of Magne calling upon you doesn’t shake your woe. You don’t care who knows of your deep sadness since your bodyguard was sent away, all gossip immediately less important than the ring of yours that Cahir wore on his chain the night he left. All that mattered was that ring and whatever mass grave it would end up in. Or honestly, whatever trash heap Cahir threw it in after you were so cold to him. 

You hear whispers of unrest in Thanedd, and barely bat an eye. Who cares? They’ll either come for the Nilfgaardian vassals or they won’t. All balls and parties stop, and everyone freezes to prepare for battle for a moment. You barely notice, you haven’t been past your balcony since your bodyguard left and all of the noise of the castle only drowns itself out in your wine and your baths. Your absence is duly noted and gossip has spread but you couldn’t give a fuck about your status at parties or the state of your region. You almost hope the northern armies come for you first, one of the leaders of a Northernmost vassal. Your head might look cute on a pike, at least if they let you style your hair and makeup first, you think, you hope they at least have that dignity. You barely dwell on it, you just let yourself go numb to it all. 

“They’ve retreated over the Yaruga,” your lady recalls, combing your hair while you bathe. 

“Great,” you sigh, not hiding the fact that you don’t care. 

“Great? We lost,” she insists, a bit rougher in her combing in her annoyance at your response. 

“Let them all kill each other,” you suppose, picking up your flagon and drawing it to your lips. 

“How dare you?” she speaks out of turn, “Your future husband, the future Viscount of this region may be out there.”

You chug, letting you head tilt all the way back. 

“Trust me, I know he is.”

You’re shaken from your haze by a rock hitting your window. Not quite asleep, not quite awake; you haven’t slept well in a while. You hear it, and you refuse to turn over. There’s nothing that could be important enough, not unless your bodyguard came through your doorway again to stand at his post just to the left of it. 

But the rocks keep coming, and coming. And they get bigger. You throw on your blue dressing gown, never mind that it was Cahir’s favorite, and go to the window intent on telling whoever it is to fuck off. 

You’re greeted by the faces of a woman, short haired with a quiver of arrows at her back, and a man, a long haired bard with a lute on his hip. 

“Let a tired woman sleep,” you shout, ready to close your window again.

“We have a message! A message of true love!” the bard shouts. 

“True love is dead,” you spit, and slam the window shut. The largest rock yet comes sailing into the window, this time cracking it. Spiderwebs of broken glass spread in its wake. 

“You’re fucking kidding me!” you shout as you throw the now broken window back open, only to be greeted by the face of your (ex?) lover and bodyguard among the intruders. 

“We weren’t lying!” the woman shouts back. She wasn’t. He’s here and he’s alive, he came back for you just like he said. White flame be damned, what’s become of you in this time though? Would he not think you kept true to your word and wed someone else? 

“Cahir,” you whisper, but it’s as if even in the darkness he can see your lips form around his name. 

“My Viscountess, I’ve come against your wishes,” He shouts, his grin wide enough to be seen from a distance. You smile, but only briefly, and then you leave the window. 

Cahir wonders for a moment if you’ve gone to alert other guards, if you have a new bodyguard, or…. He doesn’t think about it. He only motions for his two new friends to run if need be, and positions himself to draw a sword. You don’t return to the window. 

“Stupid idea, really,” Cahir admits, and motions to them to leave. 

“At least you tried,” Milva says, slightly cringing as she does. 

“Perhaps this will hurt less after some ale and we make money off of the song I write about—“

The bard is cut off by another voice. 

“Really? You’re leaving again?” 

Cahir turns to face the Viscountess that’s plagued every dream of his since he left, the woman who practically wished him dead two months ago, the woman he would marry tonight if she let him. You’re in only your dressing gown and those damned riding boots, the ones with his laces in them. You drive him insane, even now.

“You vile, crazed woman that’s what you wanted!” he answers, the argument he walked away from when he left picking right back up. 

“No it’s— I—“ you look shocked, for maybe the first time in all the time he’s known you, “Well, If you leave again you better make sure we both die. I wished it. I wished us both dead the last time.” 

Your quivering lip, even in the moonlight, tells him all he needs to know. He quickly crosses the distance between the two of you, cupping your cheek in his warm palm while the other hand comes around your waist. Like muscle memory, your arms wind their way across his back like ivy on a tower. 

“Who says we have to die?” He asks, and your eyes get a little watery. He’s never actually seen you cry, not like this. He decides he hates it. 

“Well, if I couldn’t have you…” you trail off, not wanting to really admit what little you’d been up to. 

“You have me. Quit frowning and pack a bag,” He orders, “And put some clothes on. As your bodyguard I shouldn’t be letting you out looking like such a scandal.” 

You lean into him, not yet ready to let go. 

“But this is your favorite.”

“So it is. Throw it in the bag.”  

[wjehfshs]

I’m so tired but I had to make some more COD NSFW thoughts/hcs

Authors note: I’m literally losing my mind I don’t even know anymore/Lh

TW: there are hints at sexual trauma/trauma in general at some point in this so there’s a little bit of angst but it’s mainly comfort

Keegan and Logan will have a threesome with you happily, usually they’ll be dominant as they use you

But sometimes when they’re subbing they’re so so desperate

Oh my god like sucking off Keegan while you make Logan fuck you. And please call them good boys afterwards it makes them so happy

Gromsko loves to be pegged/fucked, especially if you take photos of him in the middle of it

He’ll have his legs up maybe on your shoulders or pressed against his chest as he either grips the bedding or tries his hardest to keep his legs up

Alex is more than happy to be your personal fuck toy

Wether that be using his cock whenever you want or fucking/pegging him RELENTLESSLY he’s more than happy

Gaz loves when you give him head when he’s playing games

He prefers when you take it slow while giving him head during these moments but he doesn’t mind if you go fast

Price fucking you in front of the 141 instead of focusing on whatever he called you guys in a meeting for

Horangi actually loves begging for you, he loves to beg for you to make him feel good

On rare occasions Horangi does dom he’s so soft, so sweet and loving unless you add König into the mix, then he becomes mean while the both of them use you

Oh my god Valeria is so mean, making you beg and spitting in your mouth from time to time

But if you get periods and get bad cramps, if you say you’re ok with it she’ll slowly fuck you with her strap or play with your clit until you cum, she knows how bad cramps can get and she wants nothing more than to make her love feel good

Ok I just can’t get this thought out of my head: having a train with the 141 but filming the entire thing, when you’re being used by one person someone else or multiple others will take photos of you with their phones as you’re being fucked

Gaz loves when you ride him and take control, hand around this throat or on his chest as you ride him, even better if you have the biggest shit eating grin on your face while you do it

Gaz loves to cum on your face, he loves especially to cum on your neck and collar bones

Price definitely prefers to cum on your thighs

Keegan secretly loves making you sob and cry (if you used the safe word or showed/said you were actually in distress/not enjoying it he’d immediately stop he only likes seeing you cry from pleasure)

Ok just a quick TW for this, this headcanon is gonna hint towards themes of sexual trauma, it’s a comfort hc dw: If you have any trauma around sex or any trauma that can cause you to become triggered when being touched in certain places or whatever, Ghost is so soft and understanding, he sets up a safe word AND a safe gesture incase you don’t want to talk/can’t talk, won’t do anything unless you bring it up and say you want to do it, if you get triggered at any point during/use a safe word or gesture he stops in the blink of an eye, getting up and getting whatever you need or staying there if you need, getting your clothes (or some fresh ones) for you to get dressed in, getting you aftercare stuff, or if you want to be alone he’ll leave you to calm down, if you don’t he’s holding you and cooing in your ear about how it’s okay and you’re safe, if you don’t want to be touched or talked to he’s silent/just sitting there watching to see if you’re okay. If you don’t want certain parts of you touched during then his hands are far from those areas, he’s watching you so closely and asking how you are every few minutes to check up on you (unless you say you don’t want him too/don’t need him too then he’ll stop and just enjoy the moment)

Price loves make up sex, you have an argument or something and the way he makes it up to you is making you cum over and over again

Keegan AND Logan love hate sex, fucking you/you fucking them while you spit at each other and degrade each other, if you hate both of them they’ll fuck you, and if you fuck them they’re melting. If for some reason you all hate each other, maybe a fight or smth then you’re all aggressively fucking until your sore and tired (if you can’t tell I really like the idea of a threesome with Keegan and Logan)

Krueger loves just licking you randomly during, either licking up your back or your torso, on your neck whatever he just loves licking you, also maybe a little bit of biting

When Atoms subbing he’s very quiet but he’s gripping the sheets, arching his back and his head is thrown back as he pants and whines

Krueger could go for literal hours he’s basically a rabid animal

König loves kissing your body during, he just can’t stop himself

Okay that’s all for now I’m gonna go to bed