#anyway this escalated quickly bye

[oofmybad]

Ok love you bye

synopsis: phone call w billie. you two get into a tiff but it’s all resolved easily and lovingly.

warnings: fluff, kinda angst, mild argument, phone call, rejection implied (?), happy resolution

a/n: hi guys, i miss you. i highly doubt anyone gives a shit or even noticed but i’ve been gone for a few days. i’ve had a busy week so couldn’t write for a lil. anyway, enjoy! love ya. reader is being hella unreasonable imo lol. not proofread!

Billie: bold

y/n: italics

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“hi, baby”

“hi, my love. where you at?”

“i’m still out with the gang. sorry baby, i don’t think we’ll be back ’til late.”

“bil…” you whine, “you said you wouldn’t be long.”

“i know, i know baby. i’ll be home before you know it” billie tries to soothe you.

“fine.” you huff like a toddler.

“dont be mad at me, lovey... please”

“i’m not mad, just missing you” you let her know, you dont want her to think you are trying to control her. “but i will be binging [your favorite show] without you” you say.

“what?! no, you cant do that! that’s not fair!”

“too bad” you laugh.

“but you promised we’d only watch it together” billie tries to reason with you.

“well… you promised we would watch it tonight, so if you can’t keep your promises then i won’t either… AND we left it on a cliffhanger - i need to know!”

“you’re not being fair, y/n” billie’s tone lowers, you realize she’s starting to actually get a little mad over it. this makes you mad, too, because billie broke her promise first.

“too bad, i guess” you state flatly, crossing your arms even though billie can’t see you. you know it’s silly that the two of you are arguing over this - the only time you two argue is when one is missing the other - but you can’t fight feeling petty. you’re determined now to watch it without her just to piss her off.

you continue, “ok, gotta go, bil - i’ve got a show to watch” you kiss your teeth.

“why are you being like this?” billie questions your actions, pleading in her tone.

“like what, exactly?” you ask with a sharpness.

“… petty… kinda selfish” billie says. she’s treading carefully now, she knows that the both of you are just as mad as each other and she doesn’t want it to escalate anymore.

an agonizingly long silence sits between you two - her words making your heart drop a little bit - until you hear someone call billie’s name in the background. she shouts back a simple “one minute!”

you huff, “sounds like you’re wanted elsewhere, billie. don’t be loud when you come in, i plan on being asleep by the time you get back” you say already pulling the phone from your ear ready to end the call. your voice is more than a little venomous now.

through the speaker you hear billie’s faint voice say “okay, y/n, bye. i love y-.” you end the call, cutting her off partly on purpose, partly by accident.

you audibly wince at your actions as soon as you did it. surely billie is seething now. not only did you not say ‘i love you’ back, but you also cut her off while she was trying to share a loving moment amidst a heated one.

as predicted, your phone lights up in your hand not even a moment later - “bil ❤️” flashing across your screen. you just stare at it, chanting “shit, shit, shit” under your breath. the call runs dry and her photo dissapears from your screen. you go to your shared messages and begin to type “didnt mean to cut you off”, but before you can send the message billie calls again. you pick up this time.

“what the fuck was that?” billie’s tone is fiery, you can hear her breathing through the phone.

“i- i didnt mean to cut you off” you try to explain; hesitant because you know that’s not completely true.

“bullshit, y/n” billie can read you like a book. “you’re not gonna tell me you love me?… that’s fucked” she continues.

“of course i do” you say, your voice is squeaky now, your earlier confidence completely gone.

“you aren’t even actually saying it now!” billie slightly raises her voice at you but quickly catches herself before she fully does. your breath hitches at that, suddenly intimidated by her. all you can do is sit in silence, scared you’ll say the wrong thing.

billie hears your heavy breath over the line, but to her you are just sighing. “ugh, whatever” billie says, ending the call.

you groan out of frustration, mad at yourself for being so petty in the first place. your internal anger boils over and you throw your phone to the other end of the couch - fed up by the trouble-causing device. you fall to the side and curl into the corner of the couch you’ve been sat on. grabbing the remote, you turn on the tv and put on glee, your comfort show. you decided against watching you and billie’s shared show - going against your earlier conviction.

you turn all of your attention to the people inside the big screen, trying to distract yourself of the guilt panging in your chest. unsure of when exactly, your eyes begin to flutter closed and you drift into sleep.

- half an hour later -

someone screaming on the tv jolts you awake from your nap, your eyes shoot open and you sit up. you click on the ‘ok’ on the remote, seeing that you’re now on the next episode of glee. working out that you’ve probably been asleep for half an hour, you reach over and grab your phone checking you haven’t missed contact from anyone.

much to your dissapointment, there are no new notifications. billie hasn’t reached out to you again. “fuckkKKK!” you exclaim, your head falling back against the couch. you click on billie’s contact, deciding you’ll have to settle this argument up now.

the line rings and rings and when you’re just about to give up a quiet voice answers the phone.

“hello?”

“baby, i’m sorry. i just miss you and it got the better of me. i love you, you know i do” you explain.

“i know you do, but it’s nice to hear you say it” billie laughs sarcastically.

“i’m sorry. i was being petty and i regret it. i love youuu” you sing the ‘u’.

billie giggles at that, her guard coming down a little bit.

“pull that shit again, i dare you” she retorts, kidding (not really) with you.

“yes, ma’am. never again” you tell her in a mock military voice as you nod your head.

“will you wait up for me?” billie asks you. you smile at her question, you know this is her way of checking that you two are good now.

“of course, baby.”

“good,” you hear billie smile, “i’m looking forward to it.”

“ok, ok, now go have fun with your friends” you command her with a giggle.

“i can’t ever have any fun when we’re fighting. i love you” billie whispers the last part.

“i love you more” you whisper back, a smile evident in your voice.

“impossible. there’s no way” she flirts with you.

“stop stalling! go!” you chuckle.

“ok, love you, bye” billie says satisfied.

“love you, bye” you pull the phone from your ear, ending the call with a smile from ear to ear.

[obx-paradise]

How Did I Get Here?

Summary: JJ couldn't imagine a life without his girl by his side

Pairing: JJ Maybank x Pogue!reader

Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings: Spoilers for season 4 part 2, fluff, not proofread, and that's all I can think of

a/n: Inspired by a post by @adrienneleclerc I hope I did it justice

~~~

“Mom, I’m going out!” Jackson yelled across the house to his mother in the kitchen preparing a snack.

He was going to meet up with Rafe and Topper at Rafe’s house. The 3 of them have been a trio since they were young. Although he doesn’t always agree with what they say or how they act, they’ve always stuck by him so he continues to do the same.

“Okay, sweety! Come say bye properly!”

Rolling his eyes, Jackson stepped away from the door and made his way to the kitchen. Jackson considered his mother his hero. His dad had left before he was born so it was just him, his mom, and his grandpa. 

Walking into the kitchen he found his mother. “Bye, Mom”

She turned around to face her son with a warm smile on her face, one that always made Jackson feel safe. Walking towards him, she wrapped her arms around him, “Bye, honey. When will you be back?”

“Umm… I don’t really know. Definitely before dinner, though” Jackson rushed his words knowing that Rafe and Topper would be annoyed with him for being late

“Alright, well have a good time… Be safe!” she yelled after him as he rushed out the door. 

~~~

As Jackson arrived at Rafe’s house, he let himself in and made his way to the living room.

“Hey, guys” Jackson found Rafe and Topper sitting around the coffee table with drinks around them.

“Hey, man. You’re late.”

“Yeah, I know. I didn't realize the time. Anyway, are y’all ready to go?” Jackson questioned knowing that they had plans to go out on The Druthers.

“Yeah, let's go”

The three of them made their way outside, all the way out to the dock before realizing that there was maintenance being done on it. 

“Yo, who’s that?” Jackson asked

“Some pogue my dad hired to take care of the boat. John B Routledge.”

Jackson has heard that name before. That’s the guy whose dad went missing months ago. Everyone knew about it, about him, but he’d never talked to him before.

“Hey, you wanna have some fun?” Rafe asked with a smirk on his face, looking at Topper on his left and Jackson on his right

“Fuck yeah”

“Nah man,”

Topper and Jackson spoke at the same time.

“C’mon let’s leave him be,” he said, trying to get them to leave the pogue alone

“Whatever,” the pair said while walking back inside, Jackson following them

~~~

It was a couple of days later when Jackson caught wind of a boneyard party that was happening that night. He wanted to go so he (obviously) told Rafe and Topper. Rafe turned him down not wanting to “party with the pogues” but Topper was all for it.

They got to the party at around 8 p.m. just as the sun had set. Jackson had gone to hundreds of parties just like this one, yet he felt something different with this one. 

It was late into the night when Jackson and Topper went to get more drinks. On the way to the keg, Topper bumped into a girl which caused her to spill her beer all over him.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry!” she exclaimed

Topper wasn’t one to accept apologies easily, especially from a pogue, “Ugh! What is wrong with you?! This shit was expensive!”

She looked up at Topper and then to Jackon who was standing next to him. “Look, I said I was sorry. There’s not much else I can do for you.”

Despite the situation, Jackson couldn’t help but feel like he’d seen her before. Possibly around the island but still.

“Stupid pogues! Always ruining everything!” Topper spat out

The whole scene caught the attention of people around them. 

“Hey, back off man!” John B ran to defend his friend, pushing Topper back by his shoulders

After that things escalated quickly. John B and Topper went at it,  fighting and eventually ending up in the sand. Jackson tried to de-escalate the situation and eventually managed to pry Topper off of the poor pogue. “C’mon, man let’s go”

“Really Jackson? What? They’re just gonna get away with it? No! I don’t know if you forgot but you’re a kook! You were born a kook, and you’ll die a kook! So, whose side are you on?”

Jackson looked around, hating having all the attention on him. Already knowing his answer, he walked over and stood by John B and the mystery girl who had spilled her drink. He was just trying to do the right thing like his mother always taught him to.

Topper scoffed and stormed off, Jackson’s actions giving him his answer. With him gone, John B and the girl went to thank Jackson. John B’s thank you is much shorter than hers.

“Thank you so much,” she engulfed him in a tight hug

“Yeah, no problem. I know it’s not an excuse but he’s really drunk,” he said hesitantly wrapping his arms around her. Again, he got this weird feeling around her. “Hey, what’s your name?”

“Oh,” she pulled away from him, “Sorry, it's y/n. You’re JJ, right?”

“Umm… no I’m Jackson,” he said confused. Looking around he saw that everything around him was faded. All he could see was her. Y/n.

“Yeah, JJ. That’s what I said.”

Jackson couldn’t help but wonder “What is going on?”

“No… see– I don’t think you’re hearing me correctly. It’s Jackson.”

“JJ,”

“No…”

“JJ,”

~~~

“JJ! Baby wake up!”

JJ shot up with a loud gasp. He looked around and saw all his friends (plus Rafe) gathered around him but more specifically, Y/n. His girlfriend. 

“What happened?”

Y/n had tears of joy in her eyes, she was just relieved he was okay. “That son of a bitch Groff stabbed you. I managed to get you somewhere safe before anything bad happened but you still passed out. How do you feel?”

“I’m ok. Better now that I’m with you again…” He looked around at all his friends with a tired yet playful smile on his face, “...and you guys too, I guess”

They all laughed and spent time together before the sunset, they had to start a fire. They sat around the fire sharing stories, anything to lighten the mood after the day they had. 

“Okay so get this. I had a dream while I was out. And you were there, and you were there, and you were there, you weren’t there… it was really weird.” He said while pointing his finger at whoever he was directing his words to.

“...Y’all know how Groff is my real dad?” he spoke so calmly, almost lightheartedly as if that same man hadn’t almost killed him earlier. “Well, I dreamt that I had grown up as a kook. Went to the kook academy, had a nice house, Rafe and I were friends… eww. Anyways, I realized I would’ve hated growing up like that. Even though I’ve had a tough time growing up I wouldn’t trade it for anything because it gave me you guys. My real family.”

As he finished his rant, everyone fell silent. The first one to speak up was Pope. “That was really deep, man.” The group burst out in laughter. The atmosphere felt light and happy for once.

Quietly, as everyone went back to their conversations, JJ turned to you and whispered, “You wanna know one more reason I would’ve hated being a kook?”

“Sure,” 

“I would’ve never met you,” he spoke with a small smile on his lips

You let out a small playful gasp, “Me? Wait, you don’t… love me, do you?”

“Maybe a little”

[sadquickchristmassnowman]

masterlist of episodes featuring prof duncan? I only JUST made the connection that he's played by john oliver

fantastic idea anon. I’m honestly surprised I haven't made this list yet as I am an avid duncan enjoyer lmfao and yes john oliver is great. so I’ll make the list right now. here we go:

the feat. professor duncan episode masterlist

1x01: pilot

he is the reason jeff chose to enroll at greendale

he has multiple interactions with jeff throughout the episode

1x04: social psychology

annie, troy, and abed participate in his psychological experiment in which he proves the existence of "the duncan principle"

1x05: advanced criminal law

duncan, dean pelton, and chang create "greendale court" in order to put britta's alleged academic dishonesty on trial

1x25: pascal's triangle revisited

first shown doing a therapy session with britta

constantly fighting with chang, escalating into chang punching him at the end

does his iconic rap after he gets drunk at the transfer dance

2x03: the psychology of letting go

takes over as the anthropology professor despite knowing nothing about the subject

uses the restraining order he got against chang to torment him

has a few conversations with jeff about the inevitability of death

is civil with chang by the end of the episode

2x05: messianic myths and ancient peoples

exclusively shown "teaching" the anthropology 101 class

2x11: abed's uncontrollable christmas

leads abed's "therapy" session but is generally unhelpful

2x12: asian population studies

again, just shown "teaching" anthropology 101

2x15: early 21st century romanticism

watches the liverpool vs. manchester united football game with jeff at jeff's apartment

has conversations with jeff about friendship and greendale etc.

2x21: paradigms of human memory

appears very briefly in a flashback to the events of "abed's uncontrollable christmas"

2x22: applied anthropology and culinary arts

is shown again at the head of the anthropology class, this time "administering their final" (getting drunk) but disappears very quickly as soon as the dean walks in

5x03: basic intergluteal numismatics

"helps" with the psychological aspect of the ass crack bandit investigation

(you might notice he is not in seasons 3 or 4. irl it's because he got too busy with his other projects, but in the show his character explains that he was "taking care of his sick mother")

5x05: geothermal escapism

shown briefly playing the floor is lava game, but loses very quickly after jeff knocks over the chair that he was going to jump on while chasing britta

5x06: analysis of cork-based networking

shown as a member of the save greendale committee

helps jeff, shirley, and chang choose a theme and decorate for the dance (bear down for midterms)

5x07: bondage and beta male sexuality

asks jeff to help him scheme a way into getting a date with britta, which ends up backfiring

ends up hanging out a lot with jeff. this episode re-establishes that the two of them have known each other longer than any of the other characters

5x11: g.i. jeff

appears briefly only in jeff's animated dream, as "xim xam"

(so, I guess it's not technically duncan, but it's jeff's g.i. joe dream version of duncan, so I’m counting it)

5x12: basic story

appears again as a member of the save greendale committee

5x13: basic sandwich

tries to help the save greendale committee uncover the hidden computer school but gets electrocuted lmfao

alright yep. that should be all. I personally went through the credits of every single episode to double check everything because I do not trust the lists that are already online tbh. full of discrepancies smh. also, yeah, he is indeed not in seasons 3, 4, or 6. anyway! hope this is helpful. duncan is hilarious and every single line that comes out of his mouth is comedy gold. bye

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In The Name of Love | Chapter 31

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"Keys, wallet, water bottle, notebook, pens, tissues… I think I have it all."

"Are you sure?" Silvia says.

"I… Shit" I say when I see her holding my phone.

"I've never seen you this nervous on a first day before. Not even on your very first day."

"Yeah, well… Back then I wasn't dating someone famous and the whole world knew about it" I sigh. Because now everyone knows. 

A few days after the photos in Tenerife were published, someone started to share details about me, sending them to magazines and fan accounts. People now knew my full name, what I had studied and where, what I did for a living, some of my hobbies… And, of course, my age. That had made things escalate quickly, the word cougar being thrown right and left. Though the comments that were hurting me the most, were the ones saying that I should not be teaching kids when I am dating someone so young.

"You aren't doing anything wrong, Val" Silvia says, taking my hand on hers.

"I know, but… I already got some weird looks from other teachers the other day. And I know that the moment the parents see me, they'll start gossiping."

"Then let them. You've been dating Pedri for three years already while teaching their kids, and they all have loved you and said you are amazing. Now because they know who you sleep with you suddenly are a bad teacher? C'mon…"

"People are like that, Silvia…"

"Stupid, that's what they are."

"A bit, yeah" I chuckle. "Anyway, I better go."

"Good luck, Val" she smiles.

"Thank you" I reply, walking towards the door. "Holy mother of Jesus!" I yell when I open it.

"Morning, gorgeous" Pedri smiles.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm driving you to work."

"What?"

"I wanted to be there on your first day."

"Did you know about this?" I say, turning to look at Silvia.

"I… Maybe?" she replies. "It was supposed to be a surprise."

"Oh, you have definitely surprised me. And given me a heart attack too."

"You opened when I was about to ring. But will this make you feel better?" he says, showing me the bouquet of flowers he was hiding behind his back.

"It's a start…"

"I can do other things to make you feel better, but we don't want to be late" Pedri smirks.

"Idiot" I reply, rolling my eyes.

"Should we go, then?" he says.

"Yeah, let's go."

"And Val…" Silvia says. "Haters gonna hate."

"Did you just quote Taylor Swift?" I laugh.

"She's right, so" she shrugs. 

"Maybe we should listen to that song in the car" Pedri offers.

"No."

"Ok, ok. You are kinda scary when you use that tone" he laughs. "Bye, Silvia."

"Bye, guys!" 

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"It's time" I sigh, picking up my bag and the flowers.

"Everything will be ok, Val."

"It will, yes" I say, trying to convince myself.

"Have I ever told you how proud I am of you?" Pedri says, caressing my cheek.

"I'm not sure…"

"Well, I am doing it now. I am so proud of you, Val. What you teachers do is amazing and people should show you more respect."

"Aww, Pepi."

"It's the truth" he shrugs. "Now go there and show those kids how good you are."

"That sounds like what Xavi tells you before a game" I chuckle.

"It does, doesn't it?" he laughs. "But, again, it is the truth. You are amazing, Val."

"And you are gonna make me cry" I say, hitting his arm.

"Sorry" he smiles. "I love you."

"I love you too."

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"Val! Good morning!"

"Good morning, Beth" I smile.

"The flowers arrived earlier today, uh?" she says, nodding towards the bouquet in my hands.

"And that was him, wasn't it?" Luis says. "He has a really nice car."

"Did he drive you to work?"

"He did, yes. He wanted to be with me on my first day" I say with a shy smile.

"That is so cute."

"I always drive you to work" Luis says.

"Yeah, but because we live together" Beth replies, rolling her eyes. "Anyway, let's go. We can't be late on our first day, can we?"

"We cannot, no" Luis sighs.

As we walk towards the school, many parents turn to look at us. I can see them whispering, nodding, and even pointing towards me. The moment we walk past them they say good morning with their best smile, but then the whispers are back.

"He probably bought her those flowers."

"And she's brought them so we all can see them."

"Her bag looks new. And expensive. I'm sure he bought it for her."

"Watch her start dressing like the other wags. No more Zara for Miss Valeria."

"She should be ashamed of herself. Dating someone so young…"

"Val, hey. Valeria" Beth says, linking her arm with mine. "Ignore them. They are just bored and jealous."

"Exactly. We know you and support you" Luis says to my other side.

"Thank you" I reply, trying to smile and focus on them, on my friends. Though it won't be easy…

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How did it go? 

Ok

Ok? What does it mean?

It means that it was ok

Val, what happened?

Nothing  The kids are great One of them was wearing your shirt and came to show me with the biggest smile And then he asked me if I could get him your autograph

Cheeky 😂

What did you tell him?

That I would depending on how well he behaved and his grades Same to everyone else

Great motivation 😅

But if it was ok, why are you… off?

I'm not off

Val, I can feel it and we are just texting while being kilometres away

What happened?

Nothing

Val… what did we promise each other?

No more secrets

Ok, fine It was the parents They kept whispering and gossiping as I walked past them It was very uncomfortable, they were making me feel as if I had done something bad

But you haven't

I know, but… It doesn't matter

Val…

It doesn't It was just the first day, the novelty In a few days they will have moved on into something else Like a parent having a fling with another or whatever

Val, are you sure you are ok?

Do you want to facetime?

I'm fine, Pedri I'm going to bed already, I'm shattered  And so should you, you have a game tomorrow

If I don't sleep well and play badly we'll probably lose.

Yes, but I don't want you to lose because you were shit I want you to lose because the others suck

Always so thoughtful 😂

😇😇

But Val…

What now 🙄

I love you 🤍

I love you too 🤍

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"I can't fucking believe it."

"What happened?" Silvia asks me.

"Isabel, I mean, “the mole”, just shared more photos" I sigh.

"What? How? I thought you had deactivated all your accounts."

"I did. But she must have download the photos or something."

"That is so fucked up, Val… Has the people Barça hired said something?"

"That whoever this person is, they are uploading and sending the photos using public WiFi signals and fake emails. That they know what they are doing."

"And do you really think Isabel is capable of doing all that?"

"She hates me, Silvia. She's capable of that and more." 

"Yeah, but… The teenagers are nuts" she says. "They could have hacked someone's account or something and be the ones doing this."

"It has been Isabel since the beginning. What has been shared about me are things only someone who actually knows me and has done it for years can know, and she had access to all my photos through Marc's accounts. It is her." 

"What are you going to do? Because this can't keep going on, and if they aren't able to catch her…"

"I don't know" I sigh. "And that must be my car" I say when my phone pings.

"Val, maybe you shouldn't go to today's game."

"I have to, Silvia. They are playing against Manchester United, Ferran is back, and he's gonna introduce us to his girlfriend. I can't miss it."

"But Val…"

"I have to go" I say, getting up from the sofa and leaving before she can keep talking, taking deep breaths on the lift to calm myself down. Which is what I've been doing the most these past couple of months. Take deep breaths, and cry.

At the school things have calmed down. After just a week, what I had told Pedri would happen became a reality and they moved on into a new piece of gossip, though I still get some disapproving looks. Online, it is a different story.

Most fans are ok with me dating Pedri or don't care. The only thing that matters to them is if he is happy or not, and they can see that he is. But there are others who don't share that sentiment and who are ruthless, constantly overanalyzing every photo of us or just me alone that they find, calling me the most awful and mean nicknames they can think of. 

A couple of weeks ago, someone started to send them photos of Pedri and I together or from when I was at uni and in high school, private photos I had on Instagram and Facebook and that only my friends and family were supposed to see. And, of course, the mean comments didn't slow down. They only got more and more disgusting.

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"Val, hi!" Ter Stegen's wife, Dani, says while waving at me.

"Hi" I smile.

"How are you? Ready for tonight's game?"

"Ready" I say, sitting down. 

Before the season started I promised Pedri that I would watch him play with the other girlfriends and wives, that there will be no more getting tickets all around the stadium. And so far, I had managed to do it, Dani helping me to not feel so out of place. Though with the comments she and the others would get every time they would post a photo where you could see me, the only thing that helped was ignoring or blocking. 

"It feels a bit weird to see Ferran on the other team, doesn't it?" Dani says.

"It does… ouch" I complain when something hits my head.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah, yeah. I guess someone lost their bottle's lid" I say, looking up.

"At least it was just that and not water. Or worse, beer. I saw that happen in Germany to a friend of mine."

"Oh my God."

"Yep" she laughs.

"Cougar!" someone shouts behind us.

"What the fuck" Dani says, turning around. 

"Ignore them."

"What? They are insulting you, Val."

"They just want attention. The best we can do is ignore them."

"But…"

"Please, Dani. Let's focus on the game."

"Ok, fine. We'll do as you say."

But the insults don't stop. The girls sitting a few rows behind us spend the first half of the game calling me names, making fun of me and throwing me popcorn.

"We should tell security, Val. This is not ok."

"And end up all over the internet like happened years ago? Hell no."

"But you would only be defending yourself from some bullies!"

"Dani, let it go."

"And if I go talk to them? Maybe they will listen to me."

"No, no, no. I don't want you getting involved."

"Val, you are my friend. I can't just sit and do nothing while two stupid teenagers keep insulting you."

"Dani, please" I beg her.

"Urgh, fine. You are looking at me the same way my kids do and I can't say no to that."

"Thank you" I say, trying to smile. And I say trying because a ball of paper just hit my head, the girls laughing like crazy.

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"Hello" Pedri smiles, walking towards me.

"Hi."

"Ready to meet Ferran and… Val, what happened?" he says, throwing his bag next to his car and cupping my face while giving me a concerned look. 

"Nothing" I shrug.

"Val, you've been crying."

"No."

"Valeria…" he sighs.

"It's nothing."

"If it has made you cry, it definitely is something. Talk to me."

"But what about Ferran? He probably is waiting for us, the team must be leaving soon and…"

"Don't worry about him now. Tell me what happened."

"It's… it's nothing, really."

"Please, Val. I hate seeing you like this" Pedri says, the way he is looking at me breaking my heart.

"There were a couple of girls sitting behind us, and they…"

"They what?"

"They spent the whole game insulting me and throwing me popcorn."

"And didn't security do anything?"

"Dani wanted to call them, but I didn't let her."

"You didn't? Why?"

"Because I didn't want to make another scene, and those girls only wanted attention."

"They were bullying you, Val. And they made you cry. Because they are the reason why you were crying, weren't they?"

"Yes" I nod. "When the game ended we walked past them and they… they…"

"They what?"

"They were basically calling me a whore" I say, starting to cry again.

"See why you should have told security about them?" Pedri says, raising his voice.

"That would have only made things worse and you know it."

"What I know is that this can't keep happening, Val. It can't! I'm gonna speak with my team, the club and whoever is necessary and put an end to this."

"Pedri…"

"No! I'm not gonna allow my so called fans to keep bullying the woman I love. Enough is enough!" he says. I think I had never seen him this angry before.

"Please don't say anything. Please" I cry.

"What? Are you out of our mind, Val?"

"If you say something it will only get worse. And I… I won't be able to deal with that. Please let it go, Pedri. Please."

"Val…"

"Please" I beg him, hugging him as tightly as I can while crying on his shoulder. "Please."

"I… fine" he sighs. "But if it happens again, you will let me do something. We are done looking the other way, ok?"

"Ok" I say, still not letting go of him, feeling like he is the only thing keeping me from truly breaking apart.

[du-hjarta-skulblaka]

Mm lovely how quickly feeling mildly frustrated and irritable escalates into full fledged meltdown anyway I GOTTA fins something to do other than stare at my phone today so. Bye

[daffodiline]

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[theaceaquarius]

Film Essays: “Through one small action the director subtly informs the audience that something has gone wrong, and so builds suspicion”

bold of you to assume i was paying that much attention

[swtnrcmnt]

୨୧ — s.r x bau!r; headcanons

more spencer content !! woo ! after publishing the spencer x singer!reader headcanons, i was like yes this is so cute but imagine bau!reader... heart explosion omg. so enjoy !

i've always thought it would be so cute if spence and bau!reader met in like season 1, and then stayed together throughout the whole show. that's just so cute to me :')

like. you probably had a desk directly opposite him and would just tease and bother him to see him get all flustered

your relationship probably started as like a 'fights like siblings' relationship and over time escalated to something more

oh he was for sure the first one to fall in love and fall hard

talking to him about pop culture stuff while he's trying to work and he's just telling you the logic behind things and statistics of you getting married to the hot lead in a new movie

he really really appreciates how much you care about his random little statistic facts. while the rest of the team is now "sorry i asked" you're the one who's like "no, go on" SFUSHDB MY HEART

is so so so nervous to ask you out so he goes to derek for some advice and right away you can tell he did

him coming to work with a new book for you to read since you said you wanted to start reading more

and in exchange you convince him to start reading romance novels and watching reality tv muahahaha

hanging out on the jet after a case and the rest of the team is betting genuine money on how long it'll take for you to get together

being there for him through all the shit he went through since the rest of the team was just soooooo oblivious

fast forward a bit, and this is now the prison arc.. ugh it would hurt so bad to see everything go down knowing you can't visit him because you're on a case and can't call him

i need somebody to write a bau reader reaction to cat adam's pregnancy thing (i can't 100% remember but I'm pretty sure spence wasn't the father anyway) and it causes a small problem in your relationship but blows over pretty quickly

omg speaking of pregnancy imagine having a baby shower with the team :')) penelope and rossi would spoil the shit out of that baby and it isn't even born yet omg

bringing baby reid to the bau to meet the team and spence is just so proud he's a dad now he's just showing her (yes her, he's a girl dad idc) off to everyone he sees like "look at my cute daughter!"

getting married too omg. having the wedding in Rossi's backyard like jj and will did (bc it's now tradition i said so)

scolding him for every stupid decision he makes in the field. for ex, literally taking his vest off in a train full of hostages and a psycho with a gun

but it's ok because at least he's still alive !

i love this dynamic so much it's so cute

my heart is in pieces now bye

that's all for now ! i hope u enjoyed :)

[satelliteddie]

not a chance in hell - e.m.

pairing: eddie munson x henderson fem!reader

summary: you and eddie have been friends since childhood, which means there is nothing hidden between the two of you...but when jason hurts eddie in a fight, you have no choice but to defend him the only way you can: with your powers.

content warnings: fighting (between jason and eddie), kissing, language

word count: 3.2k

author’s notes: this is a combo of two requests! all of these characters are alive and happy in order for this to work kk bye!

It was common knowledge in Hawkins High that Jason Carver and Eddie Munson hated one another. Maybe it was Eddie’s defiance against Jason’s terror; Eddie never let Jason get under his skin— and it drove Jason mad. Maybe it was because Chrissy had been rumored to visit Eddie’s trailer a few times, and no one believed it was only for drugs (even though Eddie would swear up and down to you that nothing ever happened). Whatever reason or combinations of reasons it was, the two couldn’t be around eachother for more than two seconds without spiteful words being said. During class today, the tipping point was that Jason didn’t ask Mrs. Westin his question in an efficient enough way. Eddie had to pretend to snore half way through the question, just to antagonize Jason. You smacked Eddie’s arm from your chair, giving him a look to stop before it escalated. Eddie backed down, his cheeks flushed from your attention, and sunk down in his chair. Usually you could calm Eddie down; one gentle hand on his arm, a few words, or a quick glance, would release the tension he held and he would shake his head clear of the anger. You were Eddie’s safe space and he was yours. It was like your minds were one and you read eachother like an open book, there was nowhere to hide lies. Except, you had been lying to Eddie…you’d been lying for years. You would tell yourself it wasn’t a lie, just simply avoiding the truth, but your brother would always argue against that logic.

“It’s the same shit,” Dustin rolls his eyes, tossing his arms up. You shut the front door, tossing your car keys into the bowl and dropping your purse.

“Language,” you reply with a grin. “I can’t tell him, Dustin. He’s not going to be okay with it. Eddie can barely handle it when I change our movie dates.” You groan, sitting down at the kitchen table. You glance over at your purse across the room. I want gum. You think and flick your wrist towards the bag, it slides across the wood into your hands. You open a piece of gum and pop it into your mouth, “there’s no way he’d believe me anyway.”

“Are you joking?” Dustin waves his hands with an unhinged jaw, “Eddie Munson, the biggest nerd I know, and I know a lot.” Dustin sits down across from you and steals a piece of gum. “He would be pissed if he found out there was this supernatural world and he wasn’t a part of it. You have powers.” He emphasizes while pointing at your pack of gum.

“It’s not that easy,” you rest your forehead on the cool table.

“Why not? It’s Eddie,” Dustin pokes your head with his finger. “You guys tell eachother everything. It’s kinda your thing.”

“That’s exactly the point.” You mumble into the table, “what if he flips the fuck out and I never-”

“Language,” he teases. Dustin’s tone changes to be kind as he talks, “But he won’t. He’s too obsessed with you to run away screaming.”

“He’s not obsessed with me.” You deflect, lifting up your head to look at your brother. You puff out your cheeks to blow away a stray hair that fell in front of your face.

He grins proudly, blowing a bubble with his gum, “oh sure, yeah. Definitely not.” Dustin sarcastically replies, waving his hands up in defeat. You shove his arms away as you debate whether or not to confess to Eddie. You had powers similar to Eleven, but not nearly as advanced… Ever since you were young, you felt a strong connection to the world around you. It started with coincidental movements of items in your room, but you quickly wrote it off. However, when bigger objects started moving without anything around them shifting, you started to take notice. It started with a water bottle and you worked yourself up to moving an entire book shelf. Some parts you still struggled with and hid from everyone except for Dustin— there were too many unknown factors. So when Dustin brought home his friend Eleven, you knew you weren’t alone. After that you and El were constantly using one another for strength testing. It was an otherworldly bond that no one else could understand. There were still some things you didn’t understand and couldn’t do, but Hopper and El were always there to help. When things got hard or you couldn’t wrap your mind around it, you would put pen to paper. Literally.

Most girls wrote in their diaries about high school crushes, failed grades, best friends, and parties…but you? You wrote about the Upside Down, Eleven, your powers, Dustin’s theories, and everything related to the alternate world. And of course…Eddie.

How am I supposed to tell Eddie about my powers when I don’t even know what they are myself? I still don’t understand my full capabilities. This whole thing is giving me a headache. 

You scribble across the page, every thought you have flowing out.

There’s this entire universe underneath our town and everyone’s just oblivious— but us. I feel bad for not telling Eds. I do. I really do, but I don’t want him hurt. What if I hurt him? What if this world hurts him? I’m so ridiculously in love with him that if he gets hurt because of me….I would never I don’t think I could handle that. I’m barely hanging on as is. I know I have to tell him, but I just don’t know when. I wish you could tell me what to do.

You close the journal as you hear your bedroom door open. You toss the book away onto the floor, flicking a hand over it to slide it under your bed, just in time. The bed shifts under the additional weight, a smell of mint, cheap cologne and cigarettes flooding your room.

“Hey pretty,” Eddie coos as he lays down on his stomach next to you. “Ready to go? Movie starts in twenty,” his brown eyes twinkle. His hands run over the backs of yours, his silver rings cooling your skin. You give him a smile and flip over onto your back, Eddie stays laying on his stomach as he looks down at you.

“Do we have to?” You ask. “I kinda was hoping we’d stay in,” you confess, looking away from him. Eddie tilts your face back to his with a long finger.

“We can do whatever you want to,” Eddie smiles genuinely. “Just wanna be with you.”

You try to ignore the way your heart rate spikes when Eddie talks like this. He’s always flirty and adorable with you, but he is with everyone. You’ve known Eddie nearly your entire life, so it was safe to say you’ve seen him flirt with anything with a pulse. Constantly. His infectious energy had its hold on you though; the feelings you had locked away for Eddie slowly started to creep out in moments like this. Moments where he was so lovely, so kind, and so real. You wanted to just take his hand and run away from Hawkins and never look back. He was too good for this town — even if he would never believe that, you knew it was true. You found yourself staring at Eddie, admiring every crease and mark on his face. You shook your head clear of the fuzzy feelings you had and rolled back over.

“On second thought,” you stand up from the bed. “Let’s just go to the movies.”

“But you said—”

“But you want to see it,” you interrupt Eddie. Grabbing the sleeve of his leather jacket and pull him. “C'mon let’s go. I’m going to tell Dustin we’re leaving,” you walk out of your room and downstairs to find him. Eddie rolls off your bed onto the floor, face up towards the ceiling. He sighs heavily before turning to get off the ground, but something catches his eye. A small leather bound book sits under your bed, just out of reach. His long arms sneak under the bed and pull it out; the book is held together with a small string tied in a bow. Everything in his body is telling him to leave the journal alone, but Eddie can’t help himself. Quickly he pulls on the end of the tie, opening the book slowly. He’s close to tossing it away when he spots his name on one of the older pages.

December 11, 1984

It snowed today!! Eddie wants to go to the back of Hawkins High and see if we can sled down the track on garbage can lids. I think it’s disgusting….I really don’t want to be sitting on a garbage can…but I’m sure Eddie will convince me otherwise—everything with him is fun. God…I think I may have a crush on my best friend.

Is this her journal? Eddie stands from the floor, his ring clad fingers flipping through the worn pages. I really should put this back…she clearly doesn’t want me—oh this is from today…. Eddie’s mind shuts off as he sees the date and the smeared ink. It’s like you weren’t able to finish the entry in time. He’s sure that it’s some fictional story you’re writing. He’s sure it’s all made up. There’s no way it was at all based in truth…Including the fact that you were in love with him. It had to be. His eyes skim the page twice before he hears your footsteps in the hallway. He ties the book back together sloppily and tosses it to the floor, kicking it under the bed with his shoe.

“Ready?” You ask, giving Eddie a careful look. He’s playing with his hands and his cheeks and tips of his ears are bright red. “Eds,” you encourage while stepping towards him. He stares at your hands for slightly too long before rushing around your bed to meet you at the door.

“Yeah- yeah,” Eddie nods, but he won’t make eye contact with you. “Let’s go.”

-✩-

Eddie is quiet the whole drive to the movie theater, he hums along to songs on the radio and taps his fingers on the wheel. Yet, he never tries to make conversation with you. You write it off as him being tired or distracted thinking about Hellfire’s meeting tomorrow, but you can’t seem to figure out exactly what it is. He stays uncharacteristically quiet through the movie too— never once commenting on how the killer was obviously the character he guessed. Never tried to make you laugh with corny jokes. Never stole your popcorn. Never did anything he usually did on your movie dates. Again you brushed it off, but when you left the theater Eddie would always tuck you into his side to protect you from the night. Tonight he left an awkward distance between the two of you as you walked through the nearly empty lot.

“Did I do something?” You stop walking and glance down at your shoes, “you seem like you hate me all of a sudden.”

“Why would I hate you? It’s not like you’re hiding anything from me,” Eddie calmly says. He turns to stand in front of you, still leaving a gap. You could swear it feels like he’s accusing you. Did Dustin tell him?

“Munson,” a voice calls from behind you. A cold chill runs up your spine as you place the voice to Jason Carver. He stalks up to the two of you in the parking lot, no one else in sight. Leaving just the three of you in the far side of the theater parking lot, surrounded by scattered cars.

“Not now,” Eddie responds to Jason, but his eyes stay on you.

“No,” Jason chuckles. He steps right behind you, “I think now is a good time. Really didn’t appreciate your freak show routine in class today.”

When Eddie doesn’t respond and only keeps his eyes fixed on you, Jason grins. He turns his attention to you and you hear Eddie’s breath hitch. “Hey beautiful, why don’t you just cut him loose already. Poor things being dragged around like a love sick dog.”

You clench your jaw, swallowing every word you want to say. Eddie inches towards you, but still leaves a gap.

“Carver,” Eddie’s voice booms. He finally turns to Jason with a clenched jaw, “Leave her out of this.”

“Aw,” Jason turns to you with a wicked smile. “Have I struck a nerve? Poor Eddie Munson. Poor kid is in love with his best friend and then when she doesn’t want him back he has to hunt down other girls.”

You break the tension with a laugh, “hunt? You can’t be serious. Jason you may have to ‘hunt’ your girlfriends,” you throw air-quotes around his words. “But Eddie has no trouble with that, women practically throw themselves at him…I guess you just wouldn’t know what that’s like.” Eddie’s serious expression cracks and a smirk pulls at his lips. Jason flares his nostrils, anger coursing through his veins.

“Suddenly his bitch has a voice, huh?” Jason’s voice rises, “let’s see, are you all bark or bite, mm?” He muses stepping towards you. It’s like every fight and disagreement reached the climax at that moment. Eddie could take the digs Jason threw at him, but to talk about you? That was a line no one, absolutely no one, would cross while Eddie was still breathing. He didn’t care if you had lied, if your story was real, if you had a crush on him, if any of it was true—he knew what was his truth. Eddie lunges forward gripping the collar of Jason’s varsity jacket. Jason quickly snaps around and elbows Eddie right in the bridge of his nose. Eddie curses, releasing Jason’s jacket allowing Jason to get the upper hand. He kicks Eddie square in the chest, making him stumble towards the van only a few feet away.

“Eddie!” You yell, rushing towards the two of them. Jason towers over him as Eddie bends over to grip his chest and nose. He looks up momentarily when you yell for him, but raises a hand to stop you. Eddie never wanted you involved in his fights. He never wanted you to see him the way the rest of the town did. Yet here you were, right in the middle of one. Jason punches another blow to Eddie’s side, causing an exasperated groan to fall from Eddie’s mouth.

“Jason, please.” You beg. You’re only a few feet from them as you call out, your hands in fists at your sides. “Jason. Stop!” You ask for mercy again on Eddie’s behalf. Eddie lays against the door of his van, his staggered breathing getting more shallow. Jason wipes the back of his hands against his jeans before curling them into fists. He raises his hands, cutting his right hand through the air towards Eddie’s face again. Without a second thought, you raise your palms in his direction, yelling out as you throw Jason off his feet. The ground seems to lift away from him as he flies through the air, slamming his back into a parked car.

“Fuck,” you curse, running towards Jason. Quickly you find his pulse as he lays there unconscious. You close your eyes, moving your hands away from his pulse point on his wrist, “he’s okay”. Slowly you turn around to face Eddie; he’s no longer curled in on himself by the van, but rather he’s up walking towards you. His eyes flick to Jason for a second before they meet yours. “Eddie, I’m so sorry,” you feel tears start to fall from your cheeks. “Are you hurt? Do you need help?” The questions fly from your mouth with every step he takes.

“There’s so much I have to—”, your words are cut off by Eddie’s mouth melting into yours. A surprised gasp leaves your lips, but Eddie gladly takes it as he weaves his hands into your hair near your cheeks.

“That was so hot,” Eddie smirks against your mouth. His eyes are still shut as he rests his head on yours.

“Eddie, I have to, I-” your mind races at the same rate as your heart.

“I know,” Eddie comments, pulling away from your head to look in your eyes. He holds your cheeks firmly in his hands, titling your face up so you’re forced to look at him.

You shake your head in his hands, “no Eddie you don’t.”

“Yes,” Eddie cocks his head to the side. “I do know.” You scrunch your eyebrows together, moving your focus down to the ground.

“Did Dustin—”

“No,” Eddie cuts you off, a small smile on his lips. He brushes his thumbs across the high points of your cheeks, “don’t be mad.” He hesitates for a moment and you look back at him confused. “I kinda read your diary.”

“You read my diary?” You ask leaning away from him.

“You have superpowers?” Eddie counters with a sarcastic tone. He brings you close to his face again, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

“Fine, you win.” You smile at him, a blush creeping onto your cheeks. You hesitate before asking, “you’re not afraid of me?”

“No,” Eddie responds without any doubt. “I mean, I was… but I just didn’t understand it. Should I still be? Yeah— but there’s not a chance in hell I’m leaving you.” He brushes his thumbs over your skin again, tilting his head to rest your foreheads together. Jason groans from behind you, breaking the intimate moment. “We gotta go,” Eddie reluctantly moves away from you. He tugs you back towards his van, tucking you back into his side like he always has. You get into the car in a blur, watching as Eddie drives the van out of the parking lot.

“We have a lot to talk about,” Eddie breaks the silence as he speeds down the narrow streets.

“I know,” you pout, turning in your seat to look at his side profile. “I should have told you about all of this supernatural stuff. Dustin was right–”

“That’s not what I’m talking about,” Eddie stops you, glancing over to look at you. “I’m talking about how you have an embarrassingly massive crush on me.”

You slap his shoulder, tucking your legs under you to slide next to Eddie on the bench seat. Instinctively, you rest your head on his shoulder, “yeah, well you have one on me too.”

“Damn right,” Eddie moves his right hand from the steering wheel to pull you to his side. He presses a kiss to your head before saying proudly, “My girl has superpowers.”

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gotta love a friends to lovers fic <3 hopefully this was everything those requests hoped for, if you have any ideas please submit them and ill get to them as soon as I can :)

✭masterlist ✭ requests

-meg

[jessicalucas]

bro seriously why did they not learn from the Titanic

[michu-writes]

its me, 📼anon on their actual account!! how are you bestie? :D

ANYWAYS ANYWAYS I WAS WONDERING IF YOU COULD WRITE HOW THE MAIN 4 + CRAIGS GANG WOULD REACT TO A STREAMER S/O THAT LIKES TO BRING THEM INTO THE ROOM WHEN THEYRE STREAMING/STREAM WITH THEM

when theyre comfortable with it ofc!!

tysm michu!! have a great day!!

A/N: OMG HIHI!! I LOVE THIS IDEA SO MUCH BECAUSE IVE RECENTLY TAKEN A LIKING OF SOUTH PARK STREAMER AU SO THANK U

Btw I only write for 4 characters at a time BUT IDC JUST FOR U

Eric Cartman

He'd steal the whole show/stream. When you first dragged him into the stream for the first time, it was the biggest mistake. Some people from from school were watching, and started commenting mean stuff about him, which quickly escalated in Cartman trying to cancel them on Twitter. Because of that, you only let Cartman in on special occasions if you know what I mean. But anyways, when he actually is in the streams, he'd actually be really entertaining towards the chat/viewers. Like he'd just talk to them, and maybe start shit talking a few people from class, but that's what's fun about it. Also expect Cartman to at least get canceled once.

Kyle Broflovski

Kyle would be really awkward. He's really happy for you to do what you enjoy, but when you asked him if he wanted to join in for a little, he panicked. He'd just slowly walk over to the camera and be like "Uh.... Hey chat! How are you?" And then whisper "What am I supposed to say?!" to you lol. Once he gets the hang of it, he'd sometimes ask if he could join in your stream too. Maybe answer some questions about himself, get to know your chat, etc. The whole chat would probably go simp mode for him. When they compliment him, he'd turn red as his hair and turn into pure panic. Like Kyle is now the chats favorite person, and would start freaking out if they ever see the slightest bit of him in the background or something. It funny though. But if you get jealous about it, Kyle would definitely tease you about it.

Stan Marsh

Just like Kyle, he'd be awkward, but at least try to talk with the chat and entertain them somehow. It's very visible in his face that he's struggling. Also don't show any kind of small affectionate gestures to him, he doesn't wanna embarrass himself nor you on stream by vomiting all over the place. But he did once, but it was all good I think, except when you lost a few viewers- He'd tease you a lot on the streams, just to make you flustered. He thinks it's cute and funny and loves the chat. Sometimes he'd even get on your desktop and start streaming without you knowing, just to have a little fun. He'd maybe play a few video games while he's at it as well.

Kenny McCormick

I think he'd maybe hangout at your house a lot because we all know why, even when you're streaming so the chat probably knew him from the start. He's actually good at holding your chat entertained. Wether or not that would be just talking, playing video games, watch something funny, etc. He's the chats favorite just like Kyle. Once he held like a flirting competition with the chat, in which he easily won and earned a lot of simps after. Expect a lot of fan edits of him. Even the smallest of screen time this dude gets when he's seen in the background of your streams, your chat will start screaming his name and force you to get him to join for the stream.

Kenny made at least one joke about "Guess I'm dating the chat now, bye (y/n)."

Craig Tucker

Oh you stream? That's cool. He's totally chill about it, and would be really happy for you if you were like a big streamer or something. Regardless, he's still really supportive of you. He'd watch your streams all the time, and would turn on his notifications and moderate the chat as well. But once you ask him if he wanted join in the camera, everything became kinda awkward. He tries to be talkative, but he seemed so sarcastic. At first, the chat thought that he was just a creepy guy who probably didn't care about you, until he got more comfortable actually started to talk a bit more. He's also one of the boys who also gets a few simps.

Also sudden kisses on streams from you. He adores it, but doesn't show it. He only blushes a bit and gives you a head pat, but once the stream is over, he'd shower you in kisses and praises. He just likes people to know that you're his, and he's yours. The chat would probably get really jealous of your relationship, which both of you can laugh at.

Tweek Tweak

Sorry, but no. He'd get so stressed and anxious, he prefers just watching instead of coming with you. It's not like he doesn't want to or hates you, he's just afraid of messing things up. He adores your work. But if he does join somehow, he'd have like at least 20 cups of coffee beside him, and everyone would wonder why he drinks so much coffee. You just have to stop him and reassure him that it's fine. Some people in the chat would call him cute and adorable, which he would sometimes blush at, and some people may think that he's a total weirdo... But luckily you'll just have to distract him from seeing those comments. If he ever saw a mean comment about you though, he'd go all out on that person, which will leave both you and the viewers kinda shocked. Like okay, he get it that he gets picked on, but you? You're literally the love of his life, he would never let anyone talk shit about you.

Anyways, he doesn't like pda in general, but just like Craig, he doesn't mind getting kisses on the cheek in camera just to make people jealous. Like he'd feel so powerful lmao.

Clyde Donovan

Best duo. Once he joins, everything will be so goddamn fun and cool. Like he'd do some sick and chaotic things just to show off like jumping off a high unstable cabinet in the room, dance to old 2015 meme songs, even jokingly flirt with some of the donators, etc. He'd just completely take care of the whole stream, while you can just sit back and relax, kinda. I think he'd do anything to get views (not like Cartman level though), but not if you don't want to. If someone asks him do something really chaotic or to the point it's actually kinda dangerous, he'd be like "Only if

(y/n) is fine with it." in which you'd have to say no to anything dangerous. He'd brag and tease about you too. Like say stuff like "Guys did you know that my amazing s/o is the best cuddler? Too bad they're not your s/o hahahahshs" or "They actually snore when they sleep, but they sound like little piglets in a good way."

Sometimes the chat would ask where Clyde is when you're not streaming with him. Also expect a bunch of edits of him too lol.

Tolkien Black

He thinks you're so cool and is proud of have a streamer as his s/o. Like he's so proud of you and wouldn't hesitate to buy a setup for you or literally anything you need in general. He wants to be as useful as possible, that includes just supporting you by watching your streams and sharing it to his friends and stuff. He'd be honored to be in your stream, and is actually decent and neutral about it. He was just happy that he got to spend time with you in a fun way. He's usually not the type to get into much trouble, but for you, he'd do anything. But when you're streaming with him, it will usually be a chill and calm stream, but that doesn't mean things can escalate and become pretty loud.

Everyone loves him, and thinks that your relationship is adorable <33333.

Jimmy Valmer

He thinks you being a streamer is literally the best. A comedian and a streamer dating? He's so happy for you to get to do something you really enjoy. Anyways, we all know that he's a really good entertainer. He wouldn't mind or hesitate to join in on your streams. He'd use his humor and comedy to entertain your viewers, which he is successful for. I think he'd probably use dark humor as well, which could lead you into almost getting banned- but it was fun. Having Jimmy in your streams is always a highlight. His jokes and comedy would always bring smiles and laughs to other people, including you. You definitely received a lot more popularity on your streams after Jimmy, but that doesn't stop you. People still loved you.

Also a bunch of Jimmy fanedits 👍

[barbwritesstuff]

saying that you need to wait to see how blood moon does upon release doesn't make you sound awful at all!

it's a huge undertaking, writing an if like that, and like you said, it took two years. even if you adore blood moon and that setting and the characters, and you wanted to complete thicker than no matter what, of course you would need more information before committing that much time and energy! it's just not viable otherwise, and would in that case probably be one of those "working on it every now and then in your free time, don't know if or when it's finished"-type of projects. which is cool too, of course.

but like. you need to be able to live your life too, and wanting some confirmation that hey, this project did pay off and writing another one would be a good use of my time and a worthy investment (for lack of better word) before you commit to anything doesn't make you selfish, or horrible, or greedy, or materialistic or whatever else.

it makes you a perfectly normal human living in a capitalist hellscape with insane inflation and there was just a pandemic and oh god why are eggs this expensive and what do you mean i have to pay bills why is adulting so hard (am i projecting all my existential fears unto you right now? no. maybe. yes. pls help.)

my point is, you don't need to feel bad. you're not awful. finishing blood moon was goddamn impressive. you're a great writer. and great writers need to pay for stuff too. can't eat letters or paper unfortunately.

if ANYONE implies that you're somehow a bad person for saying that i will personally poke holes in the soles of all their shoes so they'll have perpetually wet feet. crush all their cereal in the box so all they get for breakfast is gross cereal dust. steal one of every sock they have so they will never wear matching socks again. sew in scratchy little tags in all their clothes.

anyway.

don't feel pressured into replying to this mess of an ask or anything i just wanted to say something nice and things escalated very quickly

hope you have a good day ok bye

If course I'm going to reply. This is amazing. Thank you so much.

💙💙💙

[torubeth]

My eyes are for you and you only

Suna was never the jealous type, so why was he fuming when you were talking to the guy from your class ?

“Yeah, so basically, when you use the formula-“, someone’s chin rested on your shoulder making you jolt a little.

“Suna!! Hey baby!! What’re you doing here ?”, you asked, turning to hug him, to which he happily and lazily draped his hands around you.

His face in your hair, just inhaling that soft comfort smell of the shampoo you regularly use, puts him at ease.

“Mmmm…it’s lunch time bub, so we’re just at the table, chilling”, he said.

“Oh right!! My bad, anyways, I’ll catch up with you later okay ? I have a task and I’ll just finish it quickly and meet you at the table”, you said, unaware of the glares between the guy and Suna.

It’s as if Suna’s telling him to back off from what’s his, which he is.

“Ok then can I have a kis-“, the guy interrupted.

“Hey y/n help me with this please ?”, he asked.

“Yeah sure!! Ok Rin, give me a few minutes”, you said, turning your attention to the guy, which had Suna irritated.

“Yeah…..”, he felt a bit off, cause you didn’t give him a kiss.

After a solid ten minutes, you arrived at the table.

“Sorry, sorry!! I had to help out a classmate”, you said.

“Yeah, it’s not a problem”, Osamu said with a smile.

“Well, it kinda is….”, his twin said, proving him wrong and pointing to a corner. And indeed, it was a problem.

Suna’s head was on the table and he looked, a bit bothered somehow. Not that the twins would know, you could clearly tell, something’s up.

“Did y’all mess with him ? Atsumu ?”, you asked, raising a brow.

“I didn’t do anything! I’m innocent!”, he said.

“Okay…..”, you said walking up to Suna.

“Hey, Rin, wake up, you need to eat and then we have class”, you said slowly, rubbing soothing circles on his back.

“Y/n ?”, he questioned. “Yeah…..uh, you okay Rin ?”, you asked, concerned.

“I’m fine, the better question is, are YOU okay ?”, he asked, emphasizing ‘you’.

“Uh I’m good…….okay Rin, what’s up ?”, you said, sitting beside him.

He only pouted, and hugged you. “You didn’t kiss me”, he whispered.

“Sorry, baby, what was that ? Repeat it one more time please”, you said, running your hands through his hair, to which he completely relaxed.

“I said, you didn’t kiss me”, he pouted more. Hearing this made you giggle and the twins to start cackling.

“Bro, I know you loved her, but damn, since when are ya a softie ?”, Osamu said, rubbing his eyes.

“Yeah!!! I’m just shocked. Is this how Suna really is ? But god!! Who would’ve known!!! Ahahahaaha!!! This is Suna is his natural habitat!!!”, Atsumu said.

“If you ever get a s/o, which I’m sure you won’t, you too will become a softie”, Suna said.

“That’s rude Suna!!”, he said.

“It’s our cue to leave these lovebirds alone, c’mon ‘tsumu, let’s go”, Samu said, getting up. And then they’re gone.

You turn to look at boyfriend, who seems to have already been staring at you.

“What was that all about ?”, you asked.

“Well…you were talking to that guy, and didn’t give me attention or a…kiss…”, he said.

You on the other hand, finding it just adorable. “So you want a kiss, is that what this is all about ?”, you said amused, he just nods. You laugh a little.

You pull him by the shirt collar and collide your lips with his, tilting your head for a better angle. This caught him off guard. And things were about to escalate when you pull away, a small string of saliva connecting your lips to his. “I hope that makes up for it lover boy”, you said, winking at him. “Anyways, you don’t have to be jealous, that guy doesn’t compare to you, no one does. My eyes are for you and you only”, you said, smiling.

“Wait, how’d yo-“, “I know my man better than anyone else”, you said backing off to head to class.

“Bye baby!!! See you after school!! Good luck for practice!!!”, you said.

“I- why are you so cute…”, he mumbled to himself.

[ashomodeus]

Could you write some Satan smut with a male MC

Sure thing Maxy

This is my first smut in a while sorry im rusty

Satan x M!Mc

Three~

smutttt warning

"Wait so you're telling me? You didn't even cum?" Asmo questioned Mc. Asmo and Mc were very open about their sex lives. Mc sat down as he scrolled through his D.D.D.

"I should've gotten an award for how much I was faking it. Moans and all. It takes a lot for me to actually get off on things" Mc laughed.

"Why must you two share this in the living room." Satan sighed. He was buried into his book. He couldn’t help but overhear the conversation. He's always been attracted to Mc. He thinks he could take Mc anyway.

"Oh I have an appointment to get too" Asmo's D.D.D. buzzed as he rushed out the door.

"Bye Asmo be safe love" Mc turned off his D.D.D.

"Why not?" Mc decided to mess with Satan since he was bored. Satan looked up raising an eyebrow questioning what Mc said. "Why not talk about sex. To be so passionate. To just feel satisfied- well you wouldn't know about that one would you?" Mc teased.

"What makes you think that" Satan closed his book and crossed his legs. Mc could sense he was getting a bit angry.

"Well, you choose books more than people. Plus you don't seem like the type." Mc walked next to Satan to grab the DDD charger.

"I'll show you the type of demon I am" Satan grabbed Mc and sat him on his lap. This seemed to escalate quickly. Suddenly Satan was in his demon form. Mc didn't know if he should be scared or not but either way, he was turned on. Mc tried to cover his erection but failed as Satan brushed his hand over Mc's crotch. He let out a small whimper. "What's wrong kitten?" Satan whispered in Mc's ear. His breath brushed against Mc's neck.

"I don't know what you're talking abou-" Satan rubbed his hand on Mc's crotch unzipping Mc's pants. Mc's cock sprang free.

"Sure you don't." Satan started stroking Mc's cock. "Look at me like the good boy you are." Mc sat up straight trying to keep his composure. He looked Satan in they eyes but Satan pulled him into a kiss. Satan began to stroke Mc's throbbing cock a bit faster making a moan come out of Mc's mouth. This gave Satan the ability to shove his tongue into Mc's mouth his tongue asserting dominance as Mc's tongue follows. As they kiss broke Satan began to take off Mc's shirt. He kissed down Mc's jawline and started to suck on Mc's sweet spot. The sudden pleasure mamaged to make Mc cum. Satan's brought his hand up to his mouth and licked it.

"You taste sweet, here taste" Satan roughly grabbed Mc's head so Mc could taste. This casued Mc to get even more turned on than before.

"Now its my turn. Let's get you undressed." Mc got up and took off his pants. Satan stared at Mc not taking an eye off of him. He took off his own clothes and thats when Mc saw Satan's hard cock. Just the thought of Satan pounding into Mc was enough to send him over the edge.

"Come on" Satan sat Mc next to him. He grabbed Mc by the hair and moved Mc's face towards his hard cock.

"Come on baby boy, lets see how good that mouth is besides talking shit." Mc hesitated but slowly started to lick Satan's tip. Mc thought if Satan wanted to be that way he could tease him just as much. He slowly licked around the head and he took in a few inches in his mouth. "That's not gonna work for me." Satan grabbed Mc's head and started to fuck Mc's throat.

"What happened to you arguing kitten? Now you're just a mess. Getting fucked is that what you wanted?" Satan laughed knowing Mc couldn’t answer. Satan licked his fingers and inserted them into Mc's tight ass. Mc moaned as his ass was getting fucked. The moan vibrated on Satan's dick and he suddenly let out a soft groan. Hearing Satan's low groan turned on Mc and sent him over the edge again.

"You made a mess on the couch? Pathetic." Satan smiled. He started to fuck Mc's throat more and more still fucking Mc's ass with his fingers. After a bit Satan came.

"That's it swallow it." Satan purred. He pulled Mc off of him and stood him up. "Now let's see how much my little fuck toy can take." Satan pulled Mc back on his lap. He slowly inserted himself.

"One, two, three, four, five..." Satan pushes himself further and further. "You know what you let's just do all of it." Satan slams to Mc. The room filled with a loud smack. Mc felt so full and let out an uncontrollable moan.

"Oh- fuck Satan. You're so big" Mc moaned. Satan began to pound into Mc grinning seeing Mc's face filled with pleasure. Satan began to rub Mc's dick which was already sensitive. He started to suck on Mc's neck leaving marks all over.

"Such a good kitten" Fucked Mc for a little bit longer.

"Im going too-" Satan started to rub Mc faster. Both of them reached their climax at the same time. The room filled with a symphony of breathless moans.

"Three." Satan said to himself. Kissing Mc on the cheek.

"What?" Mc panted.

"Three times. You came three times." Satan said proudly. "Next time I'll aim for more. Let's get you cleaned up. You did so good." Satan pulled out of Mc and put on his boxers. He got a blanket and covered Mc. Mc tried to get up but Satan sat him back down and carried him.

[multiplefandomfics]

Everything happens for a reason

Pairing: Bucky x reader (Former Steve x reader)

Warnings: cheating, angst, pregnancy, semi-public sex, Steve’s an ass in this one,

Words: 5213

A/N: Well this escalated quickly! When you have too much time at work stuff like this happens :D!

I have no idea how they do a c-section or any medical terms of that field other than the stuff I’ve seen on Grey’s Anatomy so forgive me when the birth is wrongly described.

“Babe? You home?” you called out to your fiance excited to tell him the news. No response, so you ventured further into the dark hallway.

You could see light coming from under the bedroom door. Thinking nothing of it because it was already relatively late, you walked to the room and opened the door.

You had not expected the sight before you though. You’re husband to be in the throes of passion with not one but two women.

Shocked, you slammed the door shut again which caused the threesome to startle.

“Honey? Why are you home already? I thought you were gonna go for a drink with your friends.” he called out to you while ripping the door open again…..

“That’s your excuse to cheat on me? That I was not going to see it? WHAT THE FUCK STEVE! We wanted to get married!” you screamed at him and then threw the engagement ring towards his head.

You stormed past him into the bedroom, grabbed some clothes and necessities from your closet and stuffed them into a suitcase. He tried to reason with you, that he wanted to feel free one last time and could pass up the opportunity of a threesome. Like that was actually an excuse.

Everything he said was ignored and so 5 minutes later you sat in your car and that was when the dam broke. You wanted to cry and yell at the same time. How could you have been so stupid as to think someone as honorable and good looking as Steve Rogers was not gonna follow the temptation of so many willing women at some point? You wiped your tears away and contemplated where you could be going for the night.

After thinking for a while you had figured out that most of your friends were also Steve’s you didn’t know if they were going to take his side or yours.

Natasha was not the right idea, she would probably break into his house and kill him in his sleep if she found out he cheated on you like that. And maybe you were in the right mindset to let her do it right now. Wanda and Vision were out of town and Tony would only tell you “I told you so”. That left only one other person in the world you liked enough to see right now. Bucky Barnes. So without further notice you drove to his apartment complex and rang his doorbell at 1am with a packed suitcase in your hand.

“Yes.” you heard a groggy voice through the speakers at the entrance.

“Ehm, hi Bucky. It’s Y/N. Something happened, can I come up?” you were already close to tears again. He must have noticed so he was immediately wide awake and buzzed the door open.

You took the elevator up to the 4th floor and he was already standing in the doorway to his flat only in boxer shorts and a t-shirt.

“Hey, doll. What happened? You look worse for wear.” he looked concerned and let you inside.

“I feel awful for disturbing you in the middle of the night. But I didn’t know where else to go.” you fell into his embrace after he had opened his arms.

“It’s okay darling. Now tell me what happened please.” he inquired.

“Of course. Where do I start?” you frantically searched for words.

“Best if you start at the beginning.” he smiled encouragingly.

“Yes, sure. So tonight I wanted to go for a drink with a few girls from work but didn’t feel alright after work so I rainchecked last minute and went home. But when I stepped into our bedroom, oh Bucky it was terrible, Steve wasn’t alone. There were two naked girls in bed with him.” you had fat tears streaming down your cheeks.

“Impossible. Steve is not a cheater. You sure you saw that right?” The doubt in his voice made you angry.

“I know what I saw Buck!” you got defensive.

“Okay, I believe you. It’s just that I never saw Steve disrespecting someone like that. I’m so sorry for you doll.” he looked genuinely affected by the whole situation and he could understand how Steve could hurt you like this.

“But that’s not the worst part yet… The reason I didn’t feel great and didn’t go out with my friends is… I’m pregnant Bucky and Steve doesn’t know.” you looked downwards.

“Fuck! That is getting more and more complicated. But congratulations doll. You will be a great mom.” he hugged you close. “How about I’ll make you a cup of tea and then you try to sleep a bit.” he suggested.

“Alright. Thank you Bucky. You are my best friend.” he smiled sadly at that statement. He wished you were more than just friends. Maybe now he would have a chance somehow.

Before he could get up though his phone rang.

“It’s him Y/N. You want me to ignore him?”

“No, then he knows I’m here for sure. Tell him you haven’t seen me.”

“Okay, will do.”

“Steve? Do you know how late it is?” Bucky asked with his best impression of a just out of bed voice.

“I’m sorry pal but I need to find Y/N. I did something stupid and she left. Do you know where she is?” you could hear Steve through Bucky’s much too loud phone.

“I’m sorry Steve. I haven’t heard from her. You just woke me up.” he lied.

“Damn! I need to make this up to her. I’m so sorry. If she comes to you, could you tell her I need to speak with her, please? I love her too much to lose her.” you swallowed more tears threatening to escape.

“Sure, buddy. You wanna tell me what happened?” Bucky feigned cluelessness.

“Maybe later Buck. I have to call the rest of our friends.”

“Alright, but don’t do anything stupid.” Bucky said and Steve hung up.

“You heard him, didn’t you?” he asked you.

“Hmm.” you confirmed.

After you had drank your tea he left you the bed and slept on the couch. When you snuggled into the covers they smelled so delicously like Bucky. A mix of soap, coffee and something uniquely Bucky. For one split moment you had thought about asking him to sleep next to you but that would have probably sent mixed signals and you didn’t know what you wanted at the moment.

You woke up feeling cold. Shivering slightly you opened your eyes and noticed that the blanket had fallen off your body onto the floor. Sitting up you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes and the realization of what had happened struck you a moment later.

“Chin up! You are a queen! Don’t let that idiot make you cry again. He’s not worth it!” you told yourself and got up to get some food.

“Good morning, Bucky.” you greeted him while he was standing at the stove making scrambled eggs and bacon.

“Good morning to you too. How did you sleep? And do you want some breakfast?” he asked cheerily.

“I slept like a baby and hell yes I’m so hungry.” confirming his suspicions.

Bucky and you ate together in comfortable silence. Until he spoke up: “So Y/N you know you can stay here however long you like and I don’t mind kicking Stevies ass for what he’s done to you but you should at least tell him that you are with me. I can’t lie to him forever.” he really had a point.

“I know. Thanks again for taking in a stray in the middle of the night. And I know I will have to talk to him eventually. He hurt me so bad but I’m more afraid I will give in again when I see his puppy dog eyes although I can’t trust him anymore.” you looked so lost. Bucky wanted to wrap you up in a blanket and never let you go again.

That week you called in sick. You couldn’t stand the people at work.

And when you came back on monday, guess who was standing outside our office building with a exagerrated flower buquet.

“I’m sorry babe. I shouldn’t have done that to you. You are the best thing that has happened to me. Please don’t leave me.” he begged. You had to admit seeing Captain America beg was a sight for sore eyes.

“Hello Steve. You are correct you shouldn’t have cheated on me and I am deeply disappointed in you. Thank you for apologizing but I won’t come back to you. You have broken my trust and I can’t just give it back to you. I will be over in the next few weeks to get the rest of my stuff out of your apartment and leave my keys. Now I have to go work. Bye Steve. Oh, by the way, you will have to call all our friends and family that the wedding is off. I’m not doing that.” and with those words you turned away from him and clapped yourself menatlly on the shoulder at how confident and sovereign you had handelt that situation.

If you had thought the deal was over there you had definitely celebrated to early.

Of course Steve found out you had been staying with Bucky all along and was mad as hell.

He suddeny stood inside the apartment, however he got in there, and started throwing insults at Bucky and especially you.

“Here you are you little slut! Have already replaced me, hm. How long has this been going on? You preach something of trust and here you are fucking my best friend behind my back! I should have known.” he raged.

“Calm down you idiot. There is nothing going on between Buck and me. He has just been a friend when I was hurt needed one.” you yelled back enraged at the accusations.

“Who do you wanna tell that, Y/N. Do you think I haven’t seen the way you two look at each other?” he was still so angry. You had nevern seen him this full of rage.

“So what it is none of your business anymore anyways.” you knew you couldn’t bring him to believe you anyway. He needed to find a different cause of why you wouldn’t come back to him than the simple reason that he had cheated. He wanted to blame you, not himself.

“Could you please leave now? I don’t feel so good.” you suddenly felt your lunch coming back up to greet you and ran to the bathroom.

The men heard you puking. One knowing the reason the other not.

“What’s going on with her? She sick?” Steve asked Bucky.

That was your clue to burst through the bathroom door.

“I’m pregnat you ass! You cheated on your pregnant fiance!” you yelled and stormed into Bucky’S bedroom, jamming the door shut behind you.

Steve looked aghast at Bucky “did you know?”

“She told me the night she came to me. She had wanted to tell you then. That’s why she didn’t go out with her collegues.”

“Fuck! I destroyed everything, haven’t I?” he asked Bucky in defeat.

“Give her time. She probably won’t want to marry you, maybe not even be your girlfriend again but maybe she will at least let you see your kid.” Bucky stated matter of factly.

“But I wan’t more Bucky. I want her.” he whined.

“Well, you had everything, pal. But you destroyed it. I better go talk to her. You should really leave her alone for a while.” he clapped Steve on the shoulder, maybe a bit harder than necessary and went after you.

“Y/N? He’s gone.” Bucky carefully stuck his head into the room. You were lying on the bed, on your back staring at the ceiling.

“Good.” you muttered. “I couldn’t stand him anymore. I’m afraid Bucky.” you confessed. “I can’t raise a baby on my own and I don’t know if I want Steve involved.”

“I can understand your worry but I don’t see any reason. You are so caring and selfless you will be a great mom. And if you let me I can help you. Kids seem to like me apparently.” he encouraged you and smiled.

“Thank you, Buck. I definitely will need your help. I am going to be a single mom and that’s completely okay.” you smiled at him.

“That’s what I wanna hear. Now, you hungry after everything just came out?”

“Yes. I’d like Pizza please.”

“Alright, princess I will order some.” he stroked your cheek and got up to get the delivery running.

“So he actually cheated on you? I would have never expected that from Steve. He always seems like a gentleman. Unbelievable.” Wanda exclaimed.

“Yeah. Absolutely insane. But congrats on the pregnancy though. You will be a rockin’ mama.” Nat hugged you. “And we will help you with whatever you need.”

“Thanks, girls. You are amazing. You know I want you to be godmothers, right?” you asked.

“Hell yes. We’re in.” Nat squealed and you never heard her squeal.

Weeks ticked by and you really searched for an affordable apartment somewhere close to your workplace. That was harder than you anticipated though.

After 3 months of moving in with Bucky you had still no place of your own and you constantly thought you were overstaying your welcome.

“How are you two doing today?” Bucky asked you as he came home.

“We are fine. Had a lot to eat and listened to some music. By the way my OB was able to find out what we are having. You wanna know?” over the past months Bucky had become more a father to the baby than Steve had been. Steve rarely called or wanted to now anything about you or his baby. Bucky seemed more than content to take up the role of its father.

“Hell yes I wanna know. Tell me!” he ordered exited.

“Alright, drumroll…. It’s a…. girl.” you announced.

“Oh, wow. Great. A mini you not a mini Steve.” he laughed and you had to laugh too.

“Buck?” you asked suddenly.

“Hm?”

“I want you to be in this girls life. As more than just her mommys friend. More as a rolemodel. A…” you stopped to think about your next words carfully. “More like a dad.” and out it was. Now you only had to wait for his reaction.

“You want me to be her father? Hmm. On the one hand I would love to. I feel so close to her already but on the other hand I don’t want to affront Steve. Even after everything he is my friend. Can we talk about what there is between us first? Maybe if we have that settled all will slip in place.” he suggested.

“Maybe you are right. What is there between us in your opinion?”

“Look Y/N, I have always felt a connection between us. Although I would have never acted on it because you were Steve’s girl, it hurt everytime I saw you with him. And when you got engaged I seriously considered moving abroad so I wouldn’t have to see you building a life with him. If I could imagine myself as the man by your and your daughters side? Of course. There is nowhere I’d rather be. And we are practically living together already anyway.” his confession only superficially shocked you. You knew there had always been feelings from your side too. That’s why it had been so easy to confide in him. He took your silence as hesitation and became insecure “I mean if you don’t feel that way I will accept that. I swear I can be just a frien….” he wasn’t able to say more because you had already stopped his rambling with a bruising kiss.

“So you do feel it!” he observed.

“Of course I do you dummy. You have always been there for me. I’m sorry it took me so long to realize it was actually you who I should be with.” you apologized.

“The most important thing is that we have that figured out now.” he kissed you again and you melted into it.

“Yes, we do.” you smiled.

Another few months flew by and you had started to stay at home because you were constantly feeling dizzy or nauteous when you moved.

“Bucky come here. Now!” you yelled for your boyfriend one snowy december morning. Alarmed he stormed into the livingroon where you were parked in front of a movie with a cup of hot chocolate and a really big blanket over one of Bucky’s hoodies.

“What’s wrong? You okay?” panicked he jumped onto the couch next to you. “No nothing is wrong. Here- Give me your hand.” he gave you his right hand and you pressed it to the place on your belly were you had just felt her kick. When she did it again he almost jumped out of his skin. “Woah, what was that? Was that a kick?” he asked astonished.

“Of course Buck. What else was it supposed to be?” you laughed.

“She is strong. Damn so cool.”

“And she keeps kicking even more when she hears your voice. Maybe she likes it if you sang to her.” you smiled expectantly.

“Oh, no. No one wants to hear me sing. I have a terrible voice.” he refused.

“Steve told me differently. He said you were in church choir together as boys.” your smirked at him.

“He told you that.” he sighed.

“Oh, yes he did. So come on. Sing something for our daughter.”

“Our daughter?” he asked, you realized what you had said and blushed.

“I like the sound of that.” he grinned from ear to ear and that was the moment you were 100% sure that he was it for you.

“I love you so much.” he whispered and kissed first your protruding belly and then your mouth.

You were speechless. “I love you too Bucky.” you replied.

Your daughter grew everyday. Everytime you went to an ultrasound at your OB Bucky was by your side and although the doctor knew he wasn’t the babys biological dad she said that he was doing so much better than most fathers to be. He took so much pride in your baby girl that you almost burst with love for him.

After 9 months of carrying her it was finally time to let go. When the contractions started Bucky rushed you to a hospital and although he didn’t want to he called Steve. And Nat and Wanda of course.

The doctor and midwife did their exam of you and the baby quickly before figuring out that something was wrong.

“She is lying sideways. We can’t deliver her naturally. We need to get her by c-section or you will both die.” the OB made clear. You knew things like that could happen. You had mentally prepared for anything but now that it actually came to that you were more than afraid.

“Wo should stay with you? Only one person can.” the doctor informed you.

Steve, who had just entered the room and had heard everything of course assumed immediately that he was gonna be invited into the OR with you.

“I want Bucky to stay with me.” you whined. Steve got pretty angry and almost ripped the door off its hinges when he left. “Bucky I’m afraid.” you whispered to him. Uncaring of Steves abrupt departure.

“I will stay with you, doll. Through everything. You two will get through this.” he encouraged you.

“Thanks Buck. Let’s get this baby into the world.” you said.

“Good attitude.” the doctor approved.

They rushed you into the OR. Bucky never leaving you and holding your hand the whole time. During the procedure itself you were awake but you got a spinal anesthesia to numb everthing from your belly downwards.

“I will keep a pretty ugly scar Buck. Don’t you mind that?” you asked him a little drunk on meds.

“No sweetheart. I love you so much I don’t care about scars. You don’t care about mine either, do you? Scars are just proof of what you have gone through and survived. That’s what you always used to say. Isn’t it?” he quoted you.

“Yes maybe.”

“Plus it will always remind of our beautiful daughter. That’ll be worth it, don’t you think?” he asked.

“Yes, sure. I love you Buck.”

“I love you too and you are doing so great. Isn’t she doc?” he asked the OB.

“Oh, she’s doing great. Everything is perfect.” she answered but by the nervous facial expression she had on her face and the rushing nurses surrounding her Bucky knew that something was wrong.

Suddenly a baby cried. Relief flooded through Bucky. “Look there she is.” he pointed to your right and you rolled your head over and smiled. Then you passed out.

“Y/N? Y/N!!!” Bucky yelled. “What happened?” he asked the doc full of panic.

“She lost a lot of blood but we are giving her donations now. Go see your daughter and we will do everything we can to save her.” she explained to him. But Bucky would not be Bucky if he left your side.

They sewed you up and 3 hours later you awoke in a brightly lit room. Beeping machines by your head. You looked around, complketely confused until you saw the cutes thing you had ever laid eyes on. Your angel of a boyfriend was sitting next to your bed in an armchair, holding your baby daughter to his chest and singing softly to her.

You started weeping immediately. Still high on drugs and hormones.

“Baby what’s wrong? Are you in pain?” he asked worried.

“No, I am just so happy. You two really are a sight for sore eyes. I can’t contain the love in my heart.” you kept crying happy tears.

“Would you give me our baby?” you asked politely.

“Oh, of course honey.” he got up and placed the blanket wrapped burrito into your arms. When you saw her crystal blue eyes and slightly dirty blonde hair you had to hold back new tears.

“What should we call her?” Bucky asked you.

“I always loved Autumn as a girls name or maybe Freya. What do you like better?”

“I love them both. Double name? Or keep one for the next baby?” he suggested.

“You are already thinking about a second child?” you laughed. “Give me a bit of time to recover and then I would love to have another one with you.”

“Sure so Autumn or Freya?” he asked again.

“Let’s go with Freya. It’s such a unique name. And strong as hell. I think it suits her.” you chose.

“Great. I love it. And I love both of you.”

“Has anyone been in here yet?” you asked him.

“Not yet. I wanted you to see your daughter first before the others came barging in. Steve nearly broke down the door when I refused him to come inside. I handled him and security told him if he didn’t calm down he needed to leave and he wouldn’t be allowed back inside.” he broke down the events of the past few hours for you.

“That sounds so not like the Steve I know but seems like that is who he became. I think if you hand me a glass of water for my parched throat first you can let the others inside.” you instructed him.

After downing the entire bottle of liquid the whole party came trampling into the room. Steve pushed the rest rudely out of the way. But instead of asking how you were doing after losing so much blood he just grabbed your daughter out of your hands to look at her. It didn’t take 3 seconds before the infant was crying like crazy. Steve startled and immediately handed her back to you. “Why is she always crying? She’s definitely yours.” he commented. Bucky gotreally angry at that comment while you tried to calm your baby.

“I think you should go, pal. You are irritating her with your attitude.” Bucky suggested nicely.

“Who do you think you are? You are not her father. I am.” he turned beet red.

You finally had enough. Handing Freya over to Nat who took a step back, you sat up a little and faced Steve. “In the past 9 months Bucky has been more a father to her than you could ever be. He was there when I hung puking over the toilet bowl. He brought me the strangest snacks without asking twice about it. He always had the nicest words to say to me no matter how depressed I felt. And where the fucking hell were you that whole time?” you asked him angrily.

That made him stop still. “You left me!” he tried to defend himself weakly.

“GET OUT!” you yelled at him.

He obeyed because he knew he couldn’t say anything to make the situation better.

“Wow, that was intense.” Wanda commented.

“He needed to hear that.” you said.

“Yes, he did. And now to you and your daughter. She is adorable. What’s her name?” Nat changed the topic.

“Thank you Nat. Her name is Freya. I have always loved that name.” you answered.

“That’s a beautiful, strong name. Fitting!” Wanda commented.

“So when will you be able to get out of here?” Nat asked, still holding your baby.

“I don’t know. Haven’t spoken to a doctor yet.”

As if on cue the door opened and your OB entered.

She told you that everything was healing and that you needed to stay for another day and then you and your baby could go home.

Three weeks later you had already accustomed Freya to her crib. You went on walks everyday. Bucky always by your side. Protecting you both like a wolf protects his pack.

Six months ticked by like nothing. Suddenly Freya was already playing with her mobile which was hanging over her bed. She was very attentive. Crawling all over the apartment fast enough that you almost couldn’t catch up.

It was fulfilling to be a mom but also tiring. You needed a day off so as the nice godmothers that your friends were they took her from you for 24 hours. At first you slept in. You would have happily stayed in bed all day but Bucky had other plans.

So you took a shower and put on a nice dress but you forwent the high heels cause you still had swollen feet sometimes and couldn’t walk in them anyways.

“Where are we going Buck?” you smiled.

“You will see, doll.” was his cryptic answer.

He drove out of town until you reached the hills. Parking the car somewhere in the middle of nowhere you got out of the car and he pulled a picnic basket out of the trunk.

“A picnic? That’s so sweet.” you swooned.

“I thought that would be nice.” He seemed somehow really nervous.

When you had found a clearing he put everything down and you two sat and ate. Sandwiches, fruit, cheese, crackers, chocolate covered strawberries. Everything was so delicious. “Thank you for this Bucky. It’s the best date I have ever had.” you complimented.

“It is wonderful. And I would like to ask you something.” he turned so he was kneeling in front of you and pulled a box out of his jacket pocket. You clapped your hand in front of your mouth and tears sprang to your eyes.

“Y/N I have loved you for so long. We have a great life together, a wonderful daughter. I would like this to hold forever. Will you marry me?” he asked.

You threw yourself into his arms and he crumbled underneath you “YES! Of course I will marry you Bucky. I love you so much!” you confirmed.

He put the ring onto your finger and you kissed deeply. The kiss turned heated quickly. You, still lying on top of him, wriggled your hips. He turned you on so much you wanted him right that moment.

“Woa, hold on doll. You sure you want to do this here?” he mumbled against your lips.

“Don’t wanna wait any more. Waited too long.” you mumbled back.

His hands immediately went to the zipper on your back and pulled it down. You sat up so you could wriggle your arms free and pulled the dress over your head, leaving you in your panties and bra. “So beautiful.” he groaned and buried his face in your boobs, nipping and sucking hickies only he would be able to see later.

All the while you frantically ripped at his clothes, pushing the jacket off his shoulders and unbuttoning his shirt. Then you roamed your hands over his muscular chest intensely. Grinding down on his growing erection got you so wet. You hadn’t gotten any action in over a year and you knew he hadn’t either so this was likely going to be over way too soon. You had to savor any moment that it would last.

With his help you got him out of his jeans and you saw that he was not wearing any underwear. “Naughty boy. No underwear?” you commented, smirking.

“More comfy that way. Why don’t you make it even more comfortable and sit on my dick, doll?”

“With pleasure.” you moaned and sank down on his massive cock. “Fuck!” you groaned at the slight discomfort. You felt like an inexperienced virgin again. “Shit. Don’t stop.” he moaned lustfully.

You rocked your hips sensually and he met you with every thrust.

He hit all the amazing spots deep inside you and you felt your high approaching way too fast. “‘m so close, baby.” you moaned with your eyes closed. Just lost in the pleasure of every stroke inside you.

“Me too. Wanna come together. Open your eyes, darling.” he panted.

So you did as he had asked and when your eyes met his baby blues you lost it and came all over him. That in turn triggered his orgasm and he spilled inside you.

Breathing heavily you slid off of him and cuddled into his side while he pulled a blanket over you.

“That was so great.” he said.

“Hmm, and you know what? I’m still not on birth control again. Maybe… we’ll soon have a mini you running around.” you smirked.

“I would like that very much. Life is always better with a sibling.” he kissed your head.

Well and what can I say- 9 months later you gave birth to a healthy, dark haired baby boy which you named Ben. Your family became the most important thing in the world. You didn’t even want to think about a scenario where you hadn’t found out that Steve cheated on you. You were the happiest when you were with Bucky. That’s where you belonged.

[nishisun]

DORM BUDDIES

12. what the ✨fawk✨ 😀

summary: you’re in need of a new dorm buddy because your current roommate sucks and tsukishima might just be the perfect candidate.

DORM BUDDIES MASTERLIST

warnings: smut 🙄, bokuto’s a jerk in this one.

Once you arrived at akaashi and bokuto’s shared dorm, Bokuto happily greeted you with a hug.

“Hey bo, how are you?” you said, still not breaking the hug because bokuto was hugging you tightly.

He buried his head in the crook of your neck and didn’t say anything for a while, so you both just stood there for some moments in silence as bokuto refused to let go. You let him because you found it cute how clingy he was.

“I’m good,” he mumbled, his breath tickling the skin of your neck. “just missed you, is all.”

without breaking the hug, he moved his hands that were on the back of your waist and slid them right beneath your ass. He began to softly rub the back of your thigh, all while the entrance door was still open.

When you didn’t move his hand away he took that as an okay to continue. He began to kiss your neck softly, getting a soft moan out of you.

“Bo,” you said softly, trying to warn bokuto that the door was still wide open and anyone could see.

He doesn’t respond, instead he taps your thigh softly, signaling you to jump and carries you to his room.

The place was quiet, so that probably meant that akaashi wasn’t at home.

Bokuto closed the door and pushed you against the wall and pulled you in for a needy kiss, tongues tangling with one another. The kiss was rough, really rough, but you didn’t mind because it’s been so long since you and Bokuto have done this.

This whole situation was escalating so quickly that you forgot why Bokuto called you over.

He placed you softly on the bed and pulled the leggings you were wearing, as well as your panties.

“fuck, so wet,” he kneeled down, then used his thumb to capture your slick and softly glided it against your clit. He blew softly at your pussy getting a whimper out of you.

“How is your dumbass already so wet. This all for me?” He then went in and licked your pussy and any normal person wouldn’t have noticed. In fact, his tounge barely managed to touch it, but you were so sensitive, you could feel the the way the wet muscle captured your juices and you arched your back.

“stop teasing you dickhead,” is all you managed to say. You started to squirm, which made Bokuto laugh at your neediness. He decided to shove one finger in your hole, but didn’t thrust.

“now why should I listen to you?” he said. He waited for you to say something, anything, but as soon as you managed to speak up he shoved another finger, thrusting at an extremely fast pace.

“flirting with tsukishima like that,” he continued to thrust, but this time he thrusting into you slow and hard. “you know i get.”

You tried to respond but the pleasure was way too overwhelming. What did he mean by flirting with tsukishima? Your mind was blurred and you couldn’t really care for what he was rambling about, even though he knew you liked to joke around but flirting? He kept thrusting, his pace getting quicker each second, but this time you didn’t feel pleasure. He was going way too fast and hard.

you felt pain?

“Ah, bo,” you patted his forearm trying to tell him to stop but his grip on your thighs tighten. “Bokuto, ow! Stop!”

The pain felt so unusual. it was weird. this whole situation was weird. Why did bokuto randomly call you over for this? What got him so riled up? You looked up to see Bokuto, who looked like he was in a world of his own, not even aware that he was hurting you. You lifted yourself up and tapped his shoulder trying to snap him out of his haze.

“Bokuto, are you okay?” You asked, hand resting on his shoulder.

“Fuck y/n, I’m so sorry, I didnt even notice what-”

“Hey, Hey. It’s fine, you dumbass.” You teased, giving him a reassuring smile. He smiled back softly, but it was obviously a fake one. Something was up with him. He was acting very strange.

“Bokuto what’s wrong,” you asked, “you’ve been acting weird and I’m concerned. Is there something bothering you?”

He looked down for a moment before you look up at you and didn’t say anything. He used the thumb that was covered with your wetness to softly rub the area.

“You’ve always been so caring.” he said, letting out a small sigh.

“Shut up, you’re so cheesy.” You laughed at and he pouted a bit, which only made you giggle in response.

“I was trying to set the mood again.” He said crossing his arms.

“Well too late for that,” you said, getting up and giving his cheek a little pat before wearing your panties and leggings.

“You’re no fun,” he said looking at you dress up again.

“Yeah, yeah, you say that all the time.” This time both of you let out a small laugh as you picked up your things.

“Uh bo,” you said.

“yeah?”

“Do you want me to do something about.. that?” You pointed at the tent that was formed in his grey sweatpants.

“I’ll fix it, it’s getting late anyways you should go.” He said as he laughed nervously.

“wait but didn’t you want to talk about something-”

“I’ll just text you, you really need to go now, bye, love you y/n!” He said guiding you to the door, basically pushing you the way there.

God, he was acting so strange, you thought to yourself.

AYOOO sorry i didn’t post in over a week 😔 but i already have part 13 made for y’all 😁😁🙏

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