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duckugou · 2 years

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Helloooooooooooo I got so excited to see you rb that smut prompt list. Could I request #38 with Shiggy? It just screams fwb to lovers and damn if that ain’t just ✨my cup of tea✨

Too shy to ask off anon but can confirm I am over 18 😊

Thank you sm either way!

I love uuuu

38. "We passed “just friends” about 20 fucks ago”

good old Shiggy + Fem bodied reader

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Come to my smut prompt game!!!

CW: scary scumbag random guy in the beginning, fingering, overstim, squirting, praise, "Princess" "Baby", light choking, kinda cringe-, cumming inside, not much aftercare mentioned

LET ME KNOW IF I MISSED ANY CWs!!!!

Shigaraki was a staple in your life. He was someone you met when you were in college, out in a bar, and you needed someone to bail you out from a random creep that was hitting on you.

"C'mon baby. You're dressed like that and you dont wanna come back to my place?" This fucking guy would not leave you alone.

Shoving his nasty hands off of your thigh- again- you attempted to walk away. "I fucking said no tha-"

His hand met yours as your tried turning away and your heart was in your throat.

"You're gonna come home with me." He said, menacingly.

"Hey. What the fuck do you think youre doing with my partner you freak?" A voice said from behind you, making your heart rate pick up more.

"Your partner? Doubt it. No self-respecting man would let their partner come out lookin like this." He scoffed at you, throwing your hand to your side.

"No self respecting man would continue to grab someone after theyve said no. Fuck off." You turned around and saw a beautiful light haired man with an angry look on his face.

"Fucking christ- fuck this. Dumb whore aint worth this." The man finally gave up, walking away.

Letting out a breath you didnt know you were holding in, you put your hand on your chest.

"Thank you so much, I-" You started.

"No worries. Fuckin hate guys like that." He scratched his neck lightly.

"I'm uh- Y/n." You said, offering your right hand.

"Shigaraki." He shook your hand delicately, finally smiling at you.

Once the night was finished, you found yourself in Shigaraki's cab home, allowing yourself to join him in his bed. Shockingly enough, no sex was had. Well not that night. After that night, you were inseparable. Every time his group of friends got together, you were there and vice versa. You were attached at the hip. It was innocent enough at first, but soon enough, your feelings got to the both of you.

During Dabi's birthday party, Shiggy's hands were all over you as you were both drunk. in the middle of a crowded room, his lips fell on your neck and you didn't stop him. You didnt want to. In fact, you wanted more.

He took you to the bathroom and fucked your brains out on the counter. For a first time- wasnt too romantic. But as you would soo find out, neither of you were ready for romance anyways.

The day after the party, the two of you met for your usual hangover coffee date. "Date". Whatever. It was more awkward than usual- until Shiggy broke the silence.

"It doesnt have to be... weird now. Right?"

"No yeah I was gonna say... We dont have to change anything." You sighed.

"Only thing I want to change is the amount of sex we have." He laughed.

"Honestly... I'm okay with that." You agreed, thinking about how he felt buried inside of you.

"Cool... So!" He changed the subject, not allowing you to dwell on it any further. But the both of you knew the feelings ran deeper than lust.

Your friends always asked about the two of you- asking when you'd make it official. But neither of you answered. Neither of you talked to other people. Both of you posted each other on your stories. You had playlists for each other for fucks sake! But a label? Never seemed to cross your mind.

Fast forward a few months to a rainy ass lazy Sunday and it was your usual movie day. It was a ritual for Shiggy to come over to your place and turn on a shitty movie on Netflix before either falling asleep, ordering food, or burying his cock as deep in you as he could.

"Get me popcorn of fucking perish!" You threw a pillow at him from your neatly decorated couch.

"You bitch- youre lucky youre my favorite!" He shouted, dodging the pillow and shuffling into the kitchen.

After scrolling through movies, you let destiny decide for you as you closed your eyes and picked blindly.

"Move over." Shiggy appeared in the living room again, shoving you down the couch.

"Fatass." You muttered, looking at his face morph into fake shock.

"What did you pick?" He asked, handing you the popcorn and moving your legs to rest on his, allowing you to lay down comfortably on the couch.

"I dunno- let destiny pick." You shoveled some popcorn into your mouth, enjoying how comfortable you were.

"Greeaaatttt." He rolled his eyes, resting his hands on your legs.

"Shut up you big baby- enjoy what the universe has chosen for us!" You tossed a handful of popcorn at him, making him scoff.

20 minutes into the shitty movie, you were out of popcorn and Shiggy's fingers had begun tracing your legs. Both of you had no intention of paying any mind to the movie. You looked at him, watching his fingers and eyes get closer to your core.

"Whatcha doin down there?" You whispered, making him look at you.

"Mmmm nothin." He replied, letting his fingers get even closer to the center of your legs.

He let his fingers ghost over your shorts, your thighs subconsciously spreading to allow easier access.

"Not into the movie?" He asked sarcastically.

"Mmnm. Not even a little." You sighed.

"Good." Was all he said before pulling your comfy shorts to the side, admiring the fact that you didn't wear any panties.

His fingers easily spread your lips apart, making you gasp at the air that met your core.

"Shit, already wet huh? And no panties?" He mumbled.

"Just for you, Shiggy."

He mentally groaned, wanting to hear you moan his first name. Something always stopped you from saying Tomura during sex. Maybe it was too intimate. A line you werent sure you could cross.

"Good job, always ready for me, huh?"

A moan left your lips as he started sliding his fingers up and down your slit, earning a smile from him.

"Please-" You whimpered, already wanting more.

"God, you are so fucking-" One finger entered your tight hole. "-Needy."

"Oh god-" You sighed out, knowing this is what you'd wanted all day.

"You been real good to me today, baby. Might jus' spoil ya." He said, making you whine.

"Been so- good." You agreed, feeling a second finger stretch you out. "Mm- fuck!"

"There you are, so pretty for me." His cock was getting harder by the second, making him thankful he wore sweats instead of jeans.

"Want more baby?" He asked, toying with your clit with his thumb.

"Y-yeah!" You tried grinding your hips against his hand.

"Gonna have to ask nicely baby." He reminded you, holding your hips down with his free hand.

"Pleasepleaseplease-" You muttered, needing more.

"There you go, good job." He pushed a third finger in, reaching that sweet spot so perfectly, making you cry out. His fingers worked diligently to hit the spot that made you scream over and over while holding your hips down as well as he could.

His cock was straining against his pants at this point, impossibly hard.

"G-nna cum!" You yelled out, making him forget about the pain in his cock, focusing on moving his fingers even faster.

"Go ahead baby, cum all over my fuckin fingers." He urged you with a husk need in his voice.

You let go all over his fingers, and he didn't stop.

"Shig-gy!" You tried to tell him it was too much but couldnt get the words out. He worked even harder at your g-spot, needing to see you squirt the way you always did for him.

Your vision went white and your hands gripped the couch as best as they could as you made a mess all over the couch and Shiggy's legs.

"Good girl there it is, good fuckin girl. Just like that." He praised you, making it hard for you to breathe.

Finally pulling his fingers out of your tight hole, he picked you up and walked your still twitching body to your bed.

"Made a mess out there, huh princess?" He snickered, making your eyes water from embarrassment- the way they always do. " 'S okay, baby. You did so well." He assured you, laying you on the bed and stripping his pants off of his body.

"Shiggy- your cock-" You wanted him so bad you couldnt even form words.

"All for you, princess." He yanked your legs to the edge of the bed, wasting no time and lining his cock up with your wet pussy.

"Please- fuck me-" Your mindless blabbering was halted by a sigh when Shiggy's cock was pushed past your still tight entrance.

"Fuck- how the fuck are you so tight-" He asked, bottoming out inside of you, making your eyes roll to the back of your head.

Not bothering to let you adjust, he pulled out and thrusted back in, making your hands shoot forward to grab onto him, needing some kind of leverage.

Finding a good pace, he fucked you as deep as he could, pushing your knees to your chest and hitting your cervix with every thrust.

Your breathless moans and whimpers filled the room as he fucked you as hard as he could, feeling greedy and wanting to claim you.

"Shig- fuc- god-" You couldnt form a single word as you came again all over his cock, making him throw his head back at the feeling of your walls getting impossibly tighter.

He was close and you both knew it.

His hand met your neck, pressing lightly around it, making you clench. All but one finger rested on your neck and it made you both want to scream. You tightened around him again, not quite cumming, making him lose his head a little bit and let go of your neck, allowing you to catch a breath.

He wanted to cum. He had an overwhelming urge to cum deep inside of you- as per usual. But something was missing.

"Baby." He said, slowing slightly.

"Mmhm-" You answered, tits moving under your top as he continued to fuck you.

"Say- my name." He ordered.

"Shigar-" You started, but were inturrupted.

"No- shit no. Other name."

You had a moment of clarity as you realized what he wanted. The last intimate line you had yet to cross. His first name? Oh fuck-

"T-Tomurraaa-" You moaned out, making his eyes roll into his head.

"Shit baby- again. Say it again." He couldnt get over how perfect it sounded rolling off of your tongue. Hitting your sweet spot over and over, he wanted you to cum so bad while you said it.

"Tomura- Tomura fuck right- there! Tommmuraaa~" You moaned out, legs shaking as you came around his cock, feeling him release inside of you, milking his cock for all it had. You continued chanting his name like a prayer, falling apart totally.

Collecting yourselves, Shigaraki pulled out, flopping onto the bed next to you, allowing the both of you to catch your breath.

After a few minutes of silence, you spoke up.

"Your first name, huh?" You giggled lightly.

"Yeah- fuck. I just. Sorry I have been wanting to hear it for so long." He put his hands over his face, chuckling at how stupid it was.

"Well, Tomura. Seems we both have something to ask of each other..." You trailed off.

"Yeah?" He turned on to his side, leaning on his elbow.

"Can we uh- I dont know. Can we drop the whole... "Just friends" thing?" You asked, turning your head and looking into his eyes.

"What? Like- you wanna- I mean like-" He was flustered. You laughed a little, seeing Tomura Shigaraki flustered was rare for you. "I mean yes! Yeah of course- I mean not much would even change." You both laughed lightly.

"Yeah, I mean honestly- we passed “just friends” about 20 fucks ago." You stated. He laughed a little harder, pulling your own messy body into his for an embrace, both of you finally completely happy with where you stood with each other.

"Hey! Now I actually AM your partner!" You exclaimed, thinking back to how you first met.

"Yeah- youre right! Take that, scumbag bar guy!" He jokingly pumped his fist into the air triumphantly, letting it fall into your hair, allowing you to fall into a comfortable silence with a kiss on your head before you both would get in the shower and put on some PJs and call it a night.

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imthebadguyyy · 3 years

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A/N - based off of this sinful photograph

Suggested listening - Wildside by Normani and Kiss It Better by Rihanna

Wildside

Pairing - Lewis Hamilton x Reader (fem!littlemix!reader)

Fandom - F1

Summary - You've been on tour for a while, and you miss your loverboy. But when he surprises you on tour, its bound to get spicy.

Warnings - smut (not well written)

The snap of hips. The soft groans and moans. The sound of pants. The sound of Rihanna's 'Kiss It Better' blaring through the walls. The bed knocking against the wall as Lewis's hands squeezed your hips, the intensity of the thrust pushing the bed against the wall. The high pitched moan that left your mouth as you reached your high, eyes closing as stars exploded behind your eyelids, as your boyfriend came right after you, your walls clenching as he came. Even after reaching your high, you didn't want to open your eyes, far too consumed in the earth shattering pleasure that was coursing through your veins, until a soft hand reached to pull your chin up, soft brown eyes looking into your own, clouded with lust and euphoria.

Pulling your mouth into his in a heated kiss, Lewis moved his hand to rest on your bare stomach, squeezing your tummy softly as he deepened the kiss. Pulling away he let his head droop onto your bare chest. "That was.." he began, far too blissed out to think of an adjective. "Godly" you said, chest rising and falling rapidly, trying to come to terms with the intensity of your orgasm. Laughing he leaned back up to kiss your nose, before standing up and walking to the bathroom. You heard the tap running, and the sound of the dustbin opening and closing. You closed your eyes again, the aftershocks still coursing through your body.

Opening them again slowly, you saw Lewis walk towards you, towel in hand, and a lazy smile on his face. He gently cleaned your thighs, finishing with kisses on both of them. He reached up and wiped your torso, which was gleaming with a thin layer of sweat, before running the towel over your nose, cheeks, eyes and mouth. He dropped the towel in the clothes hamper near the bathroom door, pulling on his boxer shorts and and pulling out one of his t shirts from the cupboard. "What about the clothes on the floor" you piped up, finally beginning to wake up from your post pleasure state. "When did it get so messy?" He said, spotting 5 different clothing items in 5 different corners of the room. "When you decided to run your hand up my dress in a restraunt" you replied, throwing him a fake glare.

"You liked it" was his cocky reply, smirk spreading over his face as you flushed and ran a hand through your hair. "I did not" you lied, watching as he raised his eyebrows. "Oh really ? Thats not what you were saying 5 minutes ago- oh wait, you weren't saying anything at all. You were too busy moaning my name to say anything else-" "OKAY fine I loved it. Now shut up and bring your fine ass back for cuddles"

*-*-*

That was a month ago. Now you've been away for nearly one and half months, away with the girls on the LM5 tour. You loved touring, it was the best part of being a singer, getting to see the music you girls made together come to life on a stage in front of thousands and thousands of screaming fans. It was a thrill like no other. The only problem was that you were away from home. Distance was never an issue for the two of you, after all, he was a Formula 1 driver. It was very rare that he was home, except during the breaks and the gaps till race weekend, but ever since you two had started dating, he tried to be with you whenever you could. Sometimes, your shows would be in places where the races were too, and then he'd definitely turn up. But it was a difficult thing to do all the time, and some nights on tour were spent pulling all nighters as you talked to each other on the phone, till one of you eventually fell asleep.

But you knew when you started dating him, this wouldn't exactly be a regular relationship. The two of you were doing your dream jobs, and they were both extraordinary. And you were willing to put in the work you had to put in to make the relationship work, and you did. Yet here you were in Madrid, feeling heartbroken and desperately wanting your boyfriend by your side. It had been a rough couple of weeks, you were jet lagged and tired, and although this was the second leg of the tour, and you had had a break, it was tiring. It was hard going to bed every night alone, when all you wanted was to cuddle your boyfriend.

Little did you know, Lewis was feeling the same. In fact he had missed you so much, he had told Angela and his publicist to cancel all events for a week, while he flew out to Madrid to see you. He had missed you, he had missed you more than he could put into words. But he also wanted to surprise you. Pulling out his phone, he scrolled down to Leigh Anne's contact, and sent her a text.

Lewis, Leigh Anne

Hey. Is Y/N asleep ?

Hey! No, she's in an outfit fitting.

Okay that's good. I need your help with something.

Sure how can I help ?

I want to surprise her by coming to see you guys in Madrid.

Oh thats wonderful ! She's been a little down in the dumps. I think she misses you.

I miss her too.

Let me know when, and I'll send a car to pick you up.

I'll be there on Saturday. Landing at 3:15 and I should be at the hotel by 4:30. Then I can get ready and surprise her at the show.

Okay done. I'll send the car around 5:30,so you can rest for a bit. You should be here by 6. The show's at 6:15.

Thank you! Can't wait : )

I'm so happy youre coming to see her ! I'll let the girls know.

*-*-*

As soon as he had finished texting, Lewis decided to start packing, the prospect of seeing you again sending a buzz of happiness running along his veins. God, he had missed you a lot. He turned to Roscoe, the dog sitting by his feet, looking up at his dad with his head cocked to one side. "I'm going to go see Mumma, Roscoe" he explained, smiling as the doggo barked in response. He wouldn't be able to take him to Madrid, he'd have to leave him with a dog sitter, but he couldn't feel too bad about it, since he had had Roscoe with him even when you were gone. And besides, Roscoe enjoyed the dog creche. He couldn't wait for Saturday.

Later in the evening, he sat down with a glass of wine, while the ringtone of your FaceTime rang through the empty house. After a few more seconds of ringing, the call was picked up, your tired face coming into view. "Hi darling" he said, noticing the tiredness in your eyes, and how much you were struggling to keep them open. "Hi bubs. Did you finish eating?" You asked, rubbing your eyes. "No, I've ordered soup" (did anyone get the reference ;) "Oh okay" was the reply. "What about you? What time is it?" "Its 9:20 AM" you replied, gently rubbing your eyes again, forcing yourself to stay awake.

"9:20? Thats pretty late baby. Why are you still sleepy?" "We were recording till 4 AM, so Im functioning on like 5 hours sleep right now" "Oh damn. Go back to sleep then baby" "Can't, rehearsal" was you reply, making him furrow his eyebrows. "Okay I guess. But don't tire yourself out" "I won't" "I love you" he said, smiling at you. "I love you"

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The Madrid show was always a fun one. The fans were loud and you loved it. They were one of the best crowds you girls ever played for, and the show had its own adrenaline and excitement. But it was difficult to give a 100% when you were tired, but you really tried, you did. During Power, you hit highnotes you didnt think you could, during Woman Like Me you danced like there was no tomorrow. During Wasabi, you brought your sass level up to a 1000. It was during Bounce Back that you caught sight of a very familiar face in the audience. Unable to actually grasp if you had actually seen Lewis, you turned to Jade, who was on your side, and looked back at the crowd and back to her, asking for confirmation.

The smirk she gave you was answer enough. After that, focusing on giving an excellent performance increased tenfold. Every swirl of your hips, every flip of your hair, every wink you threw at the audience, it was all five times sexier. In the crowd, your boyfriend was well aware of what you were doing, and it was fair to say that you were succeeding at it. He could feel an uncomfortable sensation around his pants region, as his cock twitched uncomfortably in his pants. He couldn't wait till the show was over, and you two could have a show of your own.

*-*-*

"That was amazing darling!" Lewis said, spotting the 5 of you in your dressing room. "Oh look its Mr. Loverboy!" Perrie said, cackling as you rolled your eyes at her, before running up to your lover and jumping into his arms. "Hiya Bub! I missed you!" "I missed you too love. That's why I surprised you. I couldn't stand another day without you at home" he said, wrapping his arms around your waist to keep you stable as you jumped into his arms. A chorus of "awws" echoed throughout the room, as the girls watched your cute little interaction. What wasn't cute however was the comment Lewis made in your ear, hiding his face in your ear so that the girls couldn't see. "I can't wait to get back to the hotel. I saw the performance you were putting on for me baby. You have no idea how hard I got, how uncomfortable I was standing in front of so many people when all I really wanted to do was fuck you"

You could feel your mouth become dry, and your heartbeat quicken, and you could feel the area between your thighs become wet. You tightened your grip around him, letting your crotch rub against his very softly. "I think it's time to go" you mumbled against his ear. "Okay girls, as lovely as it was to see you, I think it's time we go back to the hotel. I'm pretty worn out from travelling as well" "Yeah I'm pretty tired too" you replied, faking a large yawn. "Alright then, we'll see you guys tomorrow!" Leigh Anne said, leaning forward to give you a hug. After you finished hugging all the girls, the two of you made your way to the car, eagerly waiting to get back home.

The car ride home was tense. The tension was apparent in the air, reverberating through the air, choking you in a way you revelled in. The air was thick with tension, and it was suffocating you in the best way possible. It was almost too much to take. When the hotel came into sight, you practically leapt out of the car, and rushed to the door, an equally ruffled Lewis beside you. But he was not going to give in to you so easily. He enjoyed seeing you flustered. And he was not a person that gave someone what they wanted when they asked for it,no. He was going to have you desperate for it. Smirking to himself, he made his way to the reception, grabbing you by the waist as he went.

Throwing him a confused look you followed, slightly frustrated. "Hello sir, how can I help you?" the man at the reception asked, eyes going slightly wide as he recognized the two of you. "Hi! I just wanted to ask, till what time is your pool and spa open?" He asked, sliding his hand down to the back of your dress. "The pool closes at 10 pm sir, and the spa at 9 pm. We open the pool at 7 am and the spa at 11pm"he replied, struggling to maintain his professionalism as he spoke to one of the best drivers in Formula 1. "Alright thank you. And what time does breakfast start?" Lewis asked, hand pressing down on your ass, ever so discreetly. "Breakfast is from 6-10 am sir" "Thank you so much"

Next to him, you were fuming. Of course he was going to ask questions to which he already knew the answers to. A painful throb between your legs made you let out a small whimper, and the man at the reception looked at you with concern in his eyes. "Ma'am are you alright?" He asked, eyeing your stiff posture and tense state. "Yes, just tired, thank you" you replied, a little stiffly, but it was hard to concentrate when Lewis's promise of fucking you senseless kept replaying in your mind. "Alright then, good night" Lewis said, biting back a smirk at your flustered state. He knew getting you all riled up would lead to some seriously earth shattering sex, and he couldn't wait. But first, he definitely wanted to tease you, to push you over the edge, just a little more.

Your room was on the 16th floor, and as the two of you made your way into the elevator, he eyed you up and down, eyes lingering on the curve of your breasts. The minute the door shut, he pushed you against the wall, capturing your lips in a steamy kiss you'd be remembering the next day. His hands moved to your ass, squeezing hard, eliciting a moan from your lips. The moment your lips parted, he was pushing his tongue into yours, his other hand coming up to pull on your hair roughly, relishing in the gasp that left your lips. As suddenly as he started, he stopped, pulling back and standing almost nonchalantly against the wall.

Trying to wrap your head around what happened, you gripped the wall with your hand, feeling your legs grow weak to a point where you felt like you couldn't stand on your own. You could feel your wetness dripping, threatening to run down your thighs, as the throbbing became even more painfully exciting. You looked down at the floor, eyes closing as your frustration grew more and more by the second. Finally, with a little 'ding', the elevator stopped at the 16th floor. The moment the door opened you stepped out on wobbly legs, trying your best to walk properly. But of course, that wasn't going to happen. As you turned one long corridor, Lewis suddenly grabbed your waist, pushing you against the wall again, to reach down and suck on your neck. You let out a gasp, and tried to run your crotch against his, but the retaliated with a slap to your ass, smirking when a high pitched moan left your lips. Lifting you up against the wall, he mumbled against your ear "the key card" your clouded mind was unable to process the words, too consumed by slight relief you were getting. "Get the key card baby" he repeated. This time you noted it, reaching down to his pants pocket to pull out the key card. You couldn't resist running your hand over his cock, feeling how rock hard he was. The thought of him fucking you senseless returned, and you let out a groan.

Grabbing the card from your hand, he opened the door, propping you up against the door in your bedroom. His eyes were filled with a raw, animal desire, as he dropped the card on the floor and reached up to unzip your dress. He ripped the zipper down, your dress falling to the floor in a crumpled heap. He locked his eyes on your heaving chest, hand reaching up to grab your chin, pulling you in for a searing kiss. His hand slid up your torso, reaching behind to unhook the red lacy bra you were wearing, letting it drop to the floor as he took in the glorious sight in front of him. You waited, wanting him to just touch you, but he just stared, eyes looking into yours, clearly saying "beg for it"

You couldn't help the soft "please" that left your lips, too desperate for some sort of touch. "Please what?' Lewis said, tightening his grip on your waist. "Please" was all you could say again, nearly whimpering again at the rough look in his eyes. "Use your words baby. Now, please what?" "Please just touch me!" You finally gasped out, moaning loudly when he licked a stripe down your chest before taking your right tit into his mouth. His hand fondled the left one, running his thumb over your erect nipple, the rough pad of his thumb sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. His mouth sucked on the skin of your tit, before moving down to bite down on your nipple. You gasped again, pain and pleasure coursing through your body as his tongue ran over your nipple over and over till it nearly felt raw. He switched his actions, moving his mouth to your left tit instead, letting his hand harshly fondle the other. He continued the same process of biting, licking and sucking, till he was satisfied with himself. "I fucking love this baby. Seeing you all wet and needy for me. So what do you want? My mouth? My fingers? My cock? Or does my baby want them all ?" He asked, watching as your pupils dilated and you let out a strangled moan.

You let your crotch rub against his thigh, gasping when the friction went straight to your core. "Look at you darling. I asked you what you what you wanted, and you picked my thighs? Well, I want to see you dripping. I want to see you cum on my fingers, my mouth, my thighs and especially on my cock. I'm going to make you cum over and over and over again till you can't even stand on your own fucking legs. I want your thighs to be shaking around my head. I want to see you moan and groan and scream my name so loud, by tomorrow everyone in this hotel will know my name, because you'll spend all night screaming it" you moaned again, his words going straight to your core."Please Lewis, God, just make me cum please!" The desperation of your cry was enough for him to carry you to the bed, dropping your body onto the soft mattress.

He pulled of shirt, unbuttoning every button so you could see him do it. He could see your eyes grow dark, as his compass tattoo came into sight. You had told him it was one of your favourites, and he had used it against you ever since you had told him that. Smirking at you, he climbed onto the bed, lying down between your legs. You pushed yourself up against the headboard, spreading your legs wide for him. His eyes grew dark, as your core came into his view, shimmering with your juices. A near animalistic growl left his mouth, the sound hitting your core. He moved so that he was situated right in front of your core. He let his eyes take in the sight of you in front of him, snapping back to reality when you let out a groan of frustration. Throwing you a devilishly reassuring smile, he inched neared and nearer, till his nose was nearly touching your clit. Then he just lay there. Not moving. You could feel your heartbeat hammering against your chest, chest heaving up and down, an alarming intense feeling growing in your tummy. Finally, when it became too much you let out a small scream of frustration "Oh for fucks sake Lewis please just fuck me!" Your outburst brought a smile to his face. "Oh I will. Just not yet" and with that, he ran a finger along your slit, before finally slipping it into you. You let out a moan, finally getting the friction you had been desperate for. His fingers circled your clit, thumb gently pressing down, before he removed it,only to slam it back down on your sensitive clit, earning a scream of pleasure from you.

He slipped a second finger into you, scissoring around your clit, as your desperate cries of "oh, oh baby! Fuck, fuck lewis-" were lost in the heat of the moment. He leaned his head down to your core, letting his tongue run along your slit too, before licking around it, collecting your wetness on his tongue, before letting it harshly circle your clit. You bucked up into his mouth, feeling his tongue wrap around your clit. He sucked the nub harshly, his fingers still moving in and out of you. "Oh God, Oh GOD, Lew-I- oh! Oh God!" Your broken moans were music to his ears as he sucked your clit into his mouth. You could feel a strange intensity growing in your stomach, feeling a lot stronger than your usual orgasm. The band in your tummy was threatening to snap, but you needed that something more to help it snap. That something more came when Lewis sucked your clit into his mouth, letting it rest in between his teeth, before flicking it with his tongue.

With a cry of "Oh fucking hell, Lew-" you camr gushing into his mouth, your juices coating his fingers and gushing onto his tongue, as he let you ride out your orgasm on his deadly skilled tongue. Well, he had got his wish. Your thighs were shaking around his head, as your body tried to come to terms with the intensity of the pleasure coursing through your body. Looking down, you saw him with his painfully hard cock, grinding down on the sheet, as he let out a moan at the relief the bedsheets gave him. Raising an eyebrow, you patted your thigh, signaling him to come over to you. "You loved on me so well bubs. But I can see how hard you are. Do you want to use me to get off?" You asked, watching the effect you had on him. All he could do was nod, as you sat up on your knees. "Stand up" you ordered, getting up from the bed as well.

You walked over to the wall, letting your body rest against it. Somewhat confused, Lewis followed you, standing in the space between your legs. "I tried to get off using your thighs didn't I? I think you'll enjoy it as much as I did. So use me. Use my thigh. Get off" looking at you in pure shock, your boyfriend moved forward, groaning when you pushed your leg against his throbbing cock. He relished in the friction, slowly beginning to move against your leg, moaning when he began to rub against your leg. He began to hump your leg faster, as the pleasure began to build up in his body, before you reached your hand down to cup his length in your hands, moaning when you realized your fingers didn't quite meet. You ran your fingers along his length. You pumped him, letting your thumb circle his sensitive tip, eliciting a soft whine from him. You circled faster, moving down to your knees, and letting your tongue run up his shaft very softly. Above you, Lewis slammed his hands against the wall, groaning when you took him into your mouth.

But a part of him still wanted to cum inside when he was fucking you (in a condom, because wrap it before you tap it) so he pulled you back up, smirking when you whined. "I know baby, but I just really wanna fuck you now. Back on the bed please, unless you want me to take you here against this wall" practically running, you clambered onto the bed. You watched as Lewis pulled out a condom, ripping the packet open before climbing back on top of you. He let his hand rest on your hip, eyes temporarily losing some of the animalistic need that had been present in them. Leaning down, he connected your lips together in a kiss, a searing, intense kiss that took your breath away. "Ready love?" He asked, looking into your eyes, looking to see if there was even a slight hint that you didn't want this. But you did.

With a sudden jolt, he thrust himself into you, groaning when your warm walls clamped down on him. His hips thrust into you, starting off slow, letting you adjust to his massive length. "My sweet baby,taking me so well. Does it feel good?" You couldn't even respond, mouth agape, as his the pace of his thrusts increased. "Answer me" he said, suddenly stopping. Almost crying out at the loss of pleasure, you looked at him with desperation. "Yes yes, fuck it feels so good, please don't stop!" "Thats all you had to say baby" he said, before pushing in again, slowly. Then, he pulled back out. Looking at him in confusion, you gasped when he slammed back into you, a high pitched moan of "Lewis!" leaving your lips. He moved so that he had a better hold of your hips, rocking the both of you back and forth, the intensity of his thrusts was so much that the bed knocked back against the wall. What he wasn't expecting was for you to take his left thumb up to your mouth, running your tongue over it before sucking on it.

Moaning, he started thrusting into you even harder, shifting so that he was directly hitting your g spot. "Oh, God ! Oh fuck, Baby that feels so good please keep going keep-oh!" The cry that left your lips was so loud, you were sure Perrie in the room next to yours had heard you. "Fuck baby, you take me so well" Lewis said, as he nearly hammered your g spot. He was so, so damn close to cumming, and when you leant up and bit a sensitive spot on his neck, he came, gushing into the guard between you two, but he wanted you to cum to, so he reached down to pinch and rub your clit, still riding out his orgasm in you, moaning when you came with a scream. He winced when your core spasmed on his sensitive cock, and he pulled out slowly, before collapsing next to you. Panting, you curled up to him, letting your hand rest on his compass tattoo. "Okay that was Godlike" you said, earning a tired laugh from your lover.

"Yeah it really was. I missed you" he said, allowing you to nuzzle into his neck, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead. "I missed you too" you replied, kissing the tattoo. "I love you too" As you lay there together, still revelling in the moment, your phone buzzed. Reaching over to check it, you saw your groupchat with the girls flooding with messages.

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Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - Y/N, I'm filing a noise complaint. 🍆

Jade ✨ - Pez 😂 let them be. It's been a while for her.

Leigh 🦋- She really got some tonight huh? 😏

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️- LOL she did !! And it was obviously some goooood 'some' *wink wink*

Jade ✨- I could hear em too, and Im on the other end of the hall.

Leigh 🦋 - I know I did too! Must be some damn good sex. 😏

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - Go Y/N !!

Jade ✨ - Can't wait till she reads this.

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - Are they still going?!

Leigh 🦋 - No 😂 she's reading the messages. Y/N!! Yoohoo!

You - yes I'm here 🖕🏽

Jade ✨ - Did you have fun babe 😏

You - ..... yes

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - babe you can't really say no because we heard you

You- Im not saying I didn't have fun. But you guys need to calm down.

Leigh 🦋 - But its funnn

You - okay byeeee ❤

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - Going for a round 2 😏?

You - okay I said bye.

Leigh 🦋 - she is !!

Jade ✨ - Go babe !

You - I need to leave this group.

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - No we love you !! ❤

Leigh 🦋 - Yeah don't leave us ❤

Jade ✨- Don't leave meee ! ❤

You - Haha I'd never leave you girls ❤ now bye.

Jade ✨ - bye babe !

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - bye you sexy minx 😏

Leigh - bye hun 💙

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Smiling to yourself, you put your phone away, to see Lewis looking at you with a raised eyebrow. "Who was it?" "Just the girls" you said, cuddling back up to him. "What did they say?" Giggling, you looked up to him and kissed his neck. "They said they're going to file a noise complaint. And they asked me if we were going for a round two" "Were we really that loud?" He asked, looking at you in surprise. "Yeah, even Leigh heard us and she's at the end of the hall!" "Damn" Lewis said laughing. "Well," he said, looking at you again, with a cheeky look in his eye, "they were right about one thing" "And what is that?" You asked, smiling at him mischievously. "We are going for a round two"

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@maxverstappenx @grandestrategia (because you are worth it 🦋💙)

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obielil · 3 years

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I just want...

Reader x friend Bucky Barnes

Summary : spending time with your best friend

Warning : Angst if you squint, language, (not sure)

A/N : all mistakes are my own. No Beta. {seeing a Tiktok where a girl asked why is all Bucky fanfics doll why not something else. Really liked the idea}

Words : too must or not nearly enough.

The rain pouring down for what feels like weeks, is not good for my mood. Dancing on the fine line between healthy and depression. Every day is a new challenge. Returning to my small apartment after another day at the office, feeling drained and wet and a little overwhelmed. Unlocking my front door, dropping my bag and coat on the floor. Atleast the apartment is clean, which wasn't the case for months.

Rummaging through the fridge, making a mental not to buy some groceries. Old cheese and leftovers is not healthy meals., living on coffee and take aways would make my mom spin in her grave. But for tonight it will just have to suffice.

Grabbing my favorite mug, or should say the one I stole before leaving the compound, I make strong black coffee. Usually i like it milky but yeah being a lazy ass meant I didn't buy milk.

Grabbing my phone, scrolling through social media, seeing some reports on the Avengers. I stare at the photo of Steve, not even breathing. Is it even possible that he is looking hotter than before? Get a grip. He didnt want me remember. Tossing the phone to the side I sip the coffee.

Hearing the front door close loudly i spill hot coffee over my chest.

"Fuck......" I take of the ruined shirt and try to dry myself.

"Y/n......" Bucky enter smiling. "That's the kind of welcome I like."

"Shut up James." I glare at him.

"Come on, Sugar. Don't be like that." He pulls me in for a hug, I can't help but smile.

"Wait here. I need another shirt." i disappear to the bedroom grap and old shirt pulling it over my head. Returning I watch Bucky cleaning the spill. "So, why are you here? We didn't have plans."

"Can't I just miss my friend?"

"Spill the beans Barnes......" I raise my eyebrow at him. He smirks.

"Compound party. Not my scene."

"So you crashing here tonight?"

"Yes. I'll get dinner. And clean afterwards."

"Can't say no to free food and cleaning service....." I sit down and watch him order enough food for a small army. He looks good. Not much left of the soldier I met years ago, except for the metal arm. He brings me a beer and we scroll through the tv. When the food arrives he packs it out on the table, then grabs pillows throwing it on the floor.

We eat, talk, laugh for two hours. When I look in his eyes I see the unasked question.

"I am fine....."

"I didn't say anything." Not breaking eye contact, we both have incredible death stares. I was taught by the best.

"Buck, I don't want to talk about it. He is your oldest friend. And seriously I am well....."

"Y/n, i am here because you are my closest friend. You knew me at my worse....." He looks like there is more on his mind. ".... And i introduced you to Steve......"

"It was fun while it lasted. It wasn't meant to be more. Maybe one day him and i could be friends......." laughing at myself because i could never be 'friends' with Steve. His phone alerts of a message and he checks it, typing something.

"Just letting them know I won't be home tonight. Hot date with the sweetest sugar...." He send a wink my way.

"Naming my couch is a little fucked up James......"

" I was thinking of your bed..."

"And when have we ever been in bed together...." Laughing again almost spilling the last of the beer.

"There is always a chance of a first time..." Memories of Steve and bed flash through ny head. "I was kidding Y/n...."

"I know. Sometimes..... I don't know.... I just need......."

"You miss him?"

"I do. I loved him... maybe still love him.... "

"If he knocked on your door right now, would you let him back in?"

"He broke me and it took me months to pick up the pieces of my heart and my life.... We were good together, but he let me go and I won't go through it again......" I close my eyes. Trying to smile.

Bucky scoots to my side and hugs me. "You deserve someone who would give you everything. Who would burn the world down for you. Someone who will wake up your recklessness just enough to make you brave again." He smiles as he pulls the hair bsck from my face.

"Some day I will. Right now, I have you and work and this crappy aparment......" Grabbing the blanket from the couch I cover both of us. "I missed you and the soldier......"

"Soldat wasn't good......"

"He was good to me....." We will always disagree on this and i know it. As he pulls me close to his chest, I feel myself relax.

"We sleeping on the floor?" he whispers in my ear.

"We have done that before......." I close my eyes and fall asleep in the arms of my best friend.

#bucky x reader #marvel fanfiction #bucky barnes

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lovestrucked-again · 4 years

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I read ur breeding kink with Jaehyun and I just woke up in a sweaty heated mess from the dream it left me with. Like uk how Jae is so in love with children? omg just him desperate to have a child and constantly fucking and i-

a/n: so i saw this AGES ago in my inbox but i didnt answer it because i had this idea and only finally just put it down (sorry). *clinks a glass* TO JAEHYUN AND A GODDAMN BREEDING KINK.

warning: lots of fucking, lots of overstim, breeding kink, 2k

Okay so everyone knows Jaehyun has a soft spot for children and to him, the thought of having his own kids one day is such a dream. He can’t help but vividly picture you, walking around with a hand on your stomach, carrying his child looking so glowy and pretty.

He’s probably mentioned it earlier on in your relationship, believing that you’re ‘the one’ for him; the one who makes him truly happy and want to be better as a person. He promised to care for you, to watch you advance in your own personal goals and to cheer you on from the side lines.

After being together for a few years, the talk of having your own child would come up almost every night while you lay cuddling in bed, “Do you think about it?” he asks, his voice in a cautious whisper.

“Hmm?”

“Having a child with me.”

“Of course I do Jae. I want to… just not right now.” you tell him, not wanting to bring a child into your lives in the midst of your busy individual schedules. You wanted to offer your child all your attention not anything half-assed.

“But one day right? You’ll give me a baby?” he murmurs in the darkness of the room.

“Definitely one day.” You mumble back, your lips forming into a soft smile against his chest.

A couple of months later and the two of you had made it back to your apartment after a long night out on your 4-year anniversary. That night when you made it to your front door, Jaehyun could no longer keep his hands off of you. Kissing you all over your face and neck, as he grips onto your waist, pulling you into him; digging his fingers into your skin. “Fucking beautiful and fucking mine, aren’t you?” He whispers, watching the way you squirm underneath him tangling within the sheets and almost sliding off the bed. He pushes himself into you, filling you with his incredible hardness as you groan, wrapping your legs around him and pulling him tightly into you. Your hips snap up to meet his, moving up and down on his cock, sending pangs of pleasure through your feverish body. “Can’t wait to see your tummy grow.”

He doesn't mean to say it, not wanting to pressure you into anything but the words slip off his tongue as he struggles to stay sane feeling your walls wrap tightly around him. All your gasps and soft whimpers echo in his ear and the sound of his cock wetly plopping out of your hole continue to drive him further into his fantasy. “Fuck baby, tell me to stop.” He chokes out, his teeth clenched and gritting against each other as he scrambles to get the words out.

“W-What, why?” You don’t want for him to stop and you’re confused at his sudden halt.

“If you don’t,” he grunts loudly, his hips snapping forward into yours, “I’m afraid I might put a baby in you.”

He closes his eyes and leans his forehead against your shoulder, his breath heavy as he attempts to restrain himself. You let out a quiet gasp, involuntarily clenching around him and he draws in a sharp breath. He tries to slow himself down, thrusting into at a lazy pace to prevent himself from coming inside; but not completely – as it would’ve felt like pure torture for him.

You bring your fingers up to his soft curls, tugging at them gently to bring his gaze up. Jaehyun whimpers softly but he looks at you, his vision hazy as he tries to focus only on your face and not at the feeling of your walls surrounding him.

“I want you.” You whisper, watching his brows furrow in confusion.

“What?” he asks, unable to comprehend your words.

“I want a baby with you.” You repeat.

Jaehyun nods, his nervous expression from before turning into a devilish smile. That was his breaking point.

***

It all happens rather quickly, Jaehyun being very impatient after learning you were also ready for the next step. The pills are the first thing to go; letting your body take his sperm and work it out naturally. He takes all the little opportunities of free time he has to make sure your filled with him.

On late nights when he’d come home after practice at ungodly hours, you’d be woken up by him in bed, his soft kisses planted around your body causing you to stir from your sleep. On mornings where he had more time to stay at home, you’d both be in the shower; your front pressed against the cold tiles as he drives himself into you.

He’d take you anywhere and anytime he could, desperate to finally have a child with you.

On a particular afternoon, Haechan and Mark had come around, sitting outside on the balcony of your shared apartment. You could see them through the glass screen, separating the balcony and the indoors as you focused on the cleaning the dishes in the sink. Jaehyun took you right there and then. You felt his erection poking at the back of your ass, “Jaehyun, we have friends over,” you warned him.

Instead, his hands ran over your stomach and down your pants as you groaned quietly, cursing yourself for not bothering with panties because of your slack sweatpants. “We can be quick.”

Without wasting time, he had placed the head of his cock at your pussy, rubbing it back and forth a few times between your wet slit before he eased into you. It slides in easily, and in one smooth motion he buries himself to your hilt. Your hands reach for the counter, struggling to keep balance as your ass moves back to meet him. His hands find your hips, moving a little faster, thrusting a little deeper. You kept your focus on the boys outside, watching them laugh and talk to each other, oblivious to the scene unfolding behind them. You took a hand off the counter, reaching down for your clit, desperate to relieve yourself quickly. Without any time lost, your legs buckle and you cum, spraying the floor as Jaehyun shoots his load deep into you.

The two of you stood there, his cock softening as you caught your breath. Jaehyun’s first to notice Mark getting up from his seat, quickly pulling out of your pussy and drawing a long string of cum out. He swiftly pulls his pants up and you do as well, leaving immediately when you see the grey fabric beginning to stain dark by the mess flowing out of your pussy. Jaehyun ducks down with a paper towel, forced to quickly clean the mess on the floor as Mark walks in.

***

Again and again he would beat into you, the slick sound of his cock pumping in and out of your wet pussy loud in your ears, along with the frantic creak of the bedsprings, the banging of the headboard against the wall. “Going to make you full of me princess.” He hums, his body going suddenly stiff, ramming you deep as you scream feeling his fingers claw into your breasts. Your pussy feels crammed with cock, and you can feel him throb hard, shooting his semen into you. You cry out with him, and then shortly after cum too, thrusting your hips up at him in a spasm of release as his seed pours into you. You arch your back clawing at the bedspread as you tremble beneath him, the blood roaring in your ears.

It’s not even minutes later before he flips you over, “one more time baby,” he whispers dragging your body closer to his to align himself again and drive forward.

A few days later and Jaehyun had bought home a pregnancy test, bouncing around excitedly as he waited for you to check. Both of you were sure that night had done it, but as they say, things never go as easy as you want. You sit back against the tiles as you think of how to tell him, it’s negative. Jaehyun doesn't take it well, dashing back to the store for another test, believing the first one was just a mistake. When you test it again you can only sigh, “Jae it’s not broken, it’s negative.”

He tries his best to keep hide his disappointment, taking it as a challenge instead. “We just have to try harder.” He grins, picking you up from the bathroom floor and taking you back to the bedroom instead.

He eases into you slower, knowing your still sensitive from the relentless fucking over the previous few days. “Just have to try again.” He murmurs, more to reassure himself as you nod. You hum quietly, wrapping your arms around his shoulders as you whimper and fight against the burning in your thighs stretched widely against the sheet.

Jaehyun goes gently at first, choosing to drive himself further into your hilt rather than going in quickly. He’s thrusts are thorough, moving in long strokes against your walls tightly. You can hear him grit his teeth as he urges his self-control, struggling to adapt to a slower pace. He drops onto his elbows, his face centremetres away from yours as you feel his heavy pants at your cheeks.

“It’s okay,” you comfort him running a hand against his back, “it’s okay.”

His hips move a little faster as he grunts louder, his body moving forward with each thrust as you squeeze around him, “Take it all princess, all of it.” He whispers, pushing into your hilt as he feels himself shoot.

You’ve never seen him so desperate, it scares you a little but it also makes you feel a little nervous, worried how his mentally doing. He doesn't like to share much about how he feels, afraid to scare you. You try to shift under him, his arms trapping your head from turning and his body pushing closely into yours, “J-Jaehyun?” you whimper.

He lifts his head at your call, moving again to push himself deeper into you, letting his remains leak inside and mix with your juices.

“M-making sure.” He grunts, pushing your shoulders down as he moves his body up towards the bedframe “just in case.”

He doesn't stop after that; taking only a quick break preparing himself for another round. You squeal at the sudden loss of his cock inside before he begins pounding back into you suddenly, your nails digging into his skin as you hold onto him. Your body trembles underneath him from the intensity and you moan as you feel him shoot into you again.

“Stay still.” He coos, stopping you from moving away. It feels like your pussy is flooding, your walls struggling to clench weakly around him.

You watch as he adjusts the pillow underneath your head, planting soft kisses over your face and neck. His cock twitches inside you with every movement and you jerk everytime, “Stay like this for a while,” he murmurs, wanting to make sure he had done everything possible.

“You’ll get tired like that.” You pout, worried his arms wouldn't be able to hold his weight for a long period of time.

“I can take it.” He whispers, leaning his cheek against your shoulder as he shifts to keep his weight off you.

Your eyes begin to droop and you can feel his heavy breaths calm down against your neck. With a hand on his back, you use your free hand to stroke his hair, his exhales becoming softer and softer as time passes.

Jaehyun lays quietly in your embrace, his cock softening inside you. “I think we did it,” he whispers, his voice low and only barely audible. You feel his words vibrate against your body and with your eyes closed you give a soft nod in agreement.

#nct smut #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct jaehyun #jaehyun smut #jung jaehyun #jaehyun imagines #dirty hours #anon

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zuffer-weird-girl · 4 years

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Dabi is a todoroki theory btw!

Dabi when he cant dye his hair in quarantine and his roots start to come out? And his s/o who didnt know he dyed his hair seeing it?

7 months since the lockdown was established. 7 months of being carefull with your own health. 7 months since your boyfriend had just decided to proclaim your apartment as his own.

You knew about Dabi's life style and "job". After all, is all plastered on the news, journals and internet about the rank B villain. Yet you didn't care. You loved him ... even despite him being a ass.

"Dabi!" You moaned, slamming the fridge closed "Dont leave just a freacking bit of milk on the carton!" You shouted, prefering to not hear the laugh coming from the bathroom of your apartment.

"Asshole..." you mumbled while sitting on the couch as your boyfriend got out of the shower, shaking his head similiar to a dog with only a towel covering his waist... You couldn't help but look.

Turquoise eyes suddenly locked with yours and you felt yourself grow hot immediately in embarrassment at being caught staring at him. He smirked devilish at your flustered persona.

"Like what ya see dollface?" For good measure he opened one of his arms, drops of water clinging on his scarred and healthy skin; one hand still holding onto the towel to not reveal his package.

This could wait until a bit.

"Nothing that I never saw before." You snorted as you heard Dabi's laugh, entering on the bedroom.

"Yet you're still anxious about sucking and grabbing onto it."

"DABI!" you yelled, his laughter echoing in the apartment as you groaned in your hands. Feeling the couch shift and him supporting his chin on your shoulder.

He had the same smirk as always when you poked your eyes out, rolling your eyes at him.

"You're a jerk." He snorted before kissing your temple.

"You paid for this when you accepted dating this jerk." He trailed his kisses down to you ear, his wet and indigo hair brushing on your skin as your lips broke on a smile at the treatment he was giving to you.

Tsking, you picked the remote and shoved his face away playfully as he grumbled.

"What do you want to watch? Maybe I can do some popcorn for us as well." You mused as he let out a shrug and laid his head on your lap.

"Anything is good doll. Your choice." He said nonchantly, dropping his head on your lap, crossing his arms behind his head you scoffed playfully.

"So now my thighs are pillows for your lazy ass?" You arched one eyebrow up but with a smile present as he opened one of his eyes. Stoic face present.

"I rather be between them rather them on top but hey, they are good pillows though." He let out a monotomous "ouch" when you flipped his head before chuckling lowly, grabbing your hand on his to bring to his half scarred and health lips to give a kiss on your knuckle.

"Flirting to get yourself out huh?" You smiled, bringing his hand to your cheek as he carresed it with his thumb.

"It works, doesn't it?"

He turned his head on your lap as soon as he heard some documentary about Stain's on. You only chuckled at how interested he was towards the ex vigilante and villain, combing your finger through his semi wet indigo hair.

You didn't payed much attention to the T.v as you untangled some knots on his hair... he hummed in silent apreciation at your attics, closing his eyes just for a bit before he opened them again, sorta, to get back to watching.

While traveling your fingers through his indigo hair, you furrowed your eyebrows at seing some... red (or white I dunno your choice) roots. You let out a confused sound as you started to notice more roots that differ from the pitch black color of his hair.

"You're acting like a monkey doll." His gruff and scratchy voice grumbled, just sounding like he was on the verge of sleep.

"Is just... Dabs?" You poked his shoulder before he grumpily turned his body to look up at you.

"Eh..?"

"You... have red(white) hair naturally?" You pulled gently as he widened his eyes, his staples tugging at his skin "You dye your hair since when?" You giggled at him as his adam apple trembled yet body never moving from his tense state.

"Dabi?" You asked, playfull side gone as you saw his distress state as he rubbed the back of his head while getting up to go to see himself on the mirror.

"Dabi!" You got up and followed him to see him tugging on his hair, hateful glare towards the roots on his hair and with his free hand started to search for something.

"Hey!" You grabbed his wrist and he snarled at you before he relaxed just a bit at seing your worried state "Dabi... What's wrong?"

An uncomfortable silence got on the bathroom as he looked away from your face, stoic as usual... You sighed, letting go of his wrist to cup his damaged cheek.

"You know what? Never mind." You spoke gently, making his blue eyes go back to yours in doubt "You dont need to talk about it if you don't want to."

His fingers clenched on yours as he let out a heavy sigh. Looking at you with sorrow.

"... I cant hide this from you forever..." you furrowed your eyebrows as he lead you to your guys bedroom... talking about the whole thing.

To say you were horrified was a understatement. When he finished he had his arms crossed while leaning on the doorframe as you stood sitted on the end of the bed with your jaw open.

"... so?" He suddenly spoke "Say something... anything. Hell yell and get out even."

You got up and his muscles tensed... yet he wasn't prepared for the impact he was hit with as his met the floor. His torso being wrapped up in your arms as your face burried in his neck.

"How could he..?" Was your broken whisper as the embrace you had on him tighten.

His eyes were wide as his lips were parted in shock. His arms stood awkwardly in the air before lowering them and putting his chin on your shoulder, still in shock.

Despite him being a villain, having a even darker past than you imagined and with a fucked up family... you were still embracing him tightly.

"I could handle on my own at least..." came his hoarse and forced chuckled before he felt you shift to look up at him.

"Dabi you handled this in the past but not anymore okay? You may be an asshole-" he grumbled before you cupped hsi cheek to make him look properly at you "But you're the asshole I fell in love with. You're my boyfriend. And for me, you dont need to be perfect... because you are already for me. With all the flaws, destructive quirk... who cares? You're Dabi... My Dabi."

My... that word ringed on his head as he stared in awe down at you before tilting his head down at you with a serene smile.

"Which stupid movie you got that from (Y/n)?"

"You.. YOU JERK!" You shoved his face as he let out a laugh "EVEN AFTER ALL OF THIS YOU STILL ACT LIKE A DAMN JERK!" you shouted even more as his arms wrapped around you even as you squirmed on him, the bastard still laughing.

"Cmon doll~" he manage between chuckles as you tried to push him away.

"Oh no no no! Get off of me bastard! You ruined the mood!" A smile started to creep on your lips since Dabi's laughter always made sure you at least giggled along with him, didn't matter what.

He rested his forehead on your shoulders, still letting out a few chuckles as his arms holded you close by the waist, bodies almost glued to each other.

"I love you dammit." He chuckled as you froze, eyes widening as he still chuckled and embrace never broken.

You looked at his indigo hair, roots present as always as you softened your gaze at your boyfriend. Arms coming up to hug him finally back.

"I love you more..."

Toya.

#dabi x reader #dabi imagine #bnha x reader #bnha characters #bnha imagine #bnha villains x reader #bnha fanfiction #zuffer writings

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nightglider124 · 3 years

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I worked my ass of this morning whilst I did my workout. I always do it for an hour and a half on Wednesdays cos its my day off and lets face it the rest of the day; ima be a lazy bitch.

But, when i was doing it and DYING i was like this is so shit but i felt so accomplished afterwards when my fitbit auto tracked it. I always hate when it doesn’t snt pick it up automatically cos my brain is like wow guess you didnt try hard enough even tho like i know thats not it.

Like last week I did yoga everyday to change things up and cos it isnt fast paced, i had to manually add it and I felt so cheated 😂

Anyways; im now like super excited for my dinner bc im having oven cooked nandos spiced chicken and it feels like im cheating my calories but im not?? Its bliss and like i havent had it in ages but it feels deserved after the hell this morning.

There is no point to this post really btw, I just like writing updates and my feelings whilst I go through this diet/exercise lifestyle for the next several months. Its when I hit the eventual and probably inevitable weight loss plateau that I’ll be like THIS IS SHITE. 😂

#this morning’s exercise was 3 cardio videos and 30 mins of Just Dance on switch #😂😂#people keep laughing like it doesnt work #honestly Just Dance has been amazing #its dance so its a form of overall body cardio at the end of the day #and pounds have been shedding so its doing something #ive done a bunch of different stuff #but just dance has been constant and consistent #thinking of getting a treadmill soon to do running #cos i dont like leaving the house to run lmao #but dang #treadmills be expensive #anyways #people are wecome to ignore this post #😂#night works out #nightglider124

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backtobackbakubabe · 4 years

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Baby its Cold Outside (PART 12)

Bakugo X Reader

Make it Blue! Make it Pink!

Words: 2418

PART 1 HERE, PART 2 HERE, PART 3 HERE PART 4 HERE PART 5 HERE , PART 6 HERE PART 7 HERE PART 8 HERE PART 9 HERE PART 10 HERE PART 11 HERE PART 12 HERE PART 13 HERE PART 14 HERE

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You looked in the mirror with frustrated tears in your eyes. Today was the first day of school after summer vacation and it was your first official day as a teacher. Most teachers wore their hero outfits to work but given the fact you were 4 months pregnant there was no way you were going to fit in your skin tight costume. Yet here you stood anyways trying to get it to stretch like the idiot you were.

You hadn’t even noticed Katsuki walk up behind you until he was wrapping his arms around you. He kissed your bare shoulder, “Hey I thought we talked about this. No tears over something this silly. You are gorgeous. Fuck that stupid costume. I like the dress you picked out last night. It shows off that adorable bump you’re rocking.”

You chuckled as you dried your tears on the back of your hand, “I know, I know. I just didn't think I’d be rocking such a big bump so soon. I wasn’t ready.”

He turned you around to face him rather than the mean mirror that seemed to mock you. “Hey you’re literally growing a human right now. Kids likely going to be the next number one hero. Of course he’s going to need a little extra room.” He knelt down and gave your belly a quick kiss. “I think you're beautiful.”

You ran your fingers through his hair, “You seem so sure it’s going to be a boy, but I still think it’s going to be a girl. I don’t know why but I just have this gut feeling.”

He stood up now to continue getting ready for his own work day, “Gut feeling huh? You sure its not just gas? You’ve had a lot of tha-” You threw your show at him, “OI! Relax its just a joke!”

You had already pulled on your new dress. “It better be a joke! I may be pregnant but I’ll still kick your ass!” You sat down on the edge of the bed and gave him puppy dog eyes, “Now can you please help me with my shoes?” You were already so short that even the smallest baby bump made you look round and awkward. You wiggled your foot in his direction.

“Tck, you mean the shoe you just threw at me?”

You nodded with those big puppy dog eyes you had learned from Kitty, “I mean I’d say it was more of a toss than a throw. Pleaaaase my back is already killing me and I don’t want to lean over.”

He sighed before kneeling down to help pull your shoes on, “You are so lucky I love you. Last time you threw something at me it ended up a little differently.”

You blushed as you remembered all those months ago and the snowball that started it all. “Hey but if I hadn't thrown that snowball who knows if we’d be here now.”

He simply shrugged as he stood up, “Maybe not exactly here, you know in a new house with a dog and expecting a kid, but I think we’d be together.” He smiled at you, “We’re both too stubborn to have waited much longer.”

You smiled back at him and ran a lazy hand over your stomach, “I just hope she doesn't inherit that. Last thing we need is a hard headed female Bakugo.”

He squinted, “Oi, it could still be a boy!”

“Well I guess we’ll find out today won't we?”

He kissed you're forehead, “Yes we will. I’ll pick you up after school and we’ll go together alright?”

You hummed in response already feeling the anxiety of the day start to bubble up. First day as a teacher, finding out the gender of your baby, it was going to be an eventful day.

You hooked Zuko up to his leash and locked the door behind you. It was the only special request that Katsuki had made. You’re close enough to UA to walk but you had to take Zuko with you. The doctor said that walking was great exercise and you intended to stick to it as long as you could.

The walk probably took you no longer than twenty minutes and before you knew it you were at your desk staring into the faces of a bunch of scared first years. Zuko was minding his business laying in a dog bed next to your desk. You could see a few students cut their eyes to him every so often almost like they were waiting for him to do something.

“Good morning class! I am Miss. Y/L/N. Some of you may know me as Adsum. I am going to be your teacher for this semester. This here is my dog Zuko. He goes everywhere I go. He’s not mean but I also wouldn't try to sneak up on him. He’s a friendly dog but he's also been trained by Ground Zero himself. Do you have any questions for me before we get started with orientation?”

Everyones hands shot straight up, “Let me rephrase that.. Any questions that are school related and have nothing to do with my personal life.” And just like that all the hands went down. “Great well let’s get started then shall we.”

You couldn’t help but feel right at home as you were teaching. It was almost like this was what you were meant to do. You still loved and missed hero work dearly but you felt like a natural when it came to teaching. Plenty of the teachers here still did hero work on the side, maybe you could too after the baby was born.

You’d like to think you made a good impression on the students. Most of them seemed to like you. There was one boy though who sat in the back and liked to challenge everything you said. His name was Yuuto and he had an attitude but it wasn’t anything you couldn't crack. He was very mild in comparison to how Katsuki was at his age.

Your first day went by in a blur and now you were waiting outside the front of the school with Zuko making small talk with Aizawa when Bakugo pulled up in an SUV you didn’t recognize. As soon as he stepped out of the car kids started swarming to him, “Oi! Fuck out of the way would you?”

You rolled your eyes and bid farewell to Aizawa as you went to save your boyfriend, “Everyone back up unless you want detention!” Your students immediately took a step back making room for you, all but one. The one troublesome boy from the back of the class, Yuuto. He didn't budge. He stood there with his hands in his pockets staring down Katsuki. That was not a good idea by any means because Katsuki automatically assumed this kid was sizing him up and being the over protective alpha male he was he wasn’t having any of that.

“Oi! You! Runt with his hands in his pockets come here!” Yuuto strolled over to Katsuki maintaining eye contact the whole time, “You got a problem with me kid?”

Yuuto was silent for a few moments before he sharply bowed, “Not at all sir, I just wanted to personally let you know that I will be keeping a close eye out for your wife while she is my teacher to make sure that no harm comes to her sir.”

You thought Katsuki would be irritated that this kid just called you his wife but instead he just smirked, “I’m pretty sure she could kick your ass but I like the enthusiasm. You got a name?”

“Yes sir. Yuuto sir.”

“Yuuto huh? Well Yuuto you can be my official point of contact how about that?”

His eyes lit up with pride, “Of course sir. Thank you sir.”

Aizawa strolled over to you, “That went better than expected. Bakugo has grown so much in the past year alone. He’s turning into a more patient and level headed version of his already passionate self.”

You smiled, “He really is something special. Yuuto proved to be a bit difficult in class today but I’m glad to see he has good intentions”

Aizawa chuckled, “Just so you know Yuuto is UA’s first student with Autism. He’s very bright and very determined. His quirk is tactical processing. He can analyze any situation and figure out a way to win. It’s very impressive, he’s almost like a human computer. His memory is amazing as well. He can recall exact words or scenarios from things that happened years ago. I think given enough guidance he could be one of the big three someday. You're lucky to have him in your class.”

It made sense now. Yuuto didn't have an attitude at all. He just lacked the same social cohesion that his fellow classmates had. You smiled at him as you walked over to your boyfriend who was now holding the car door open for you. “Thank you Yuuto, you know I’m not his wife yet but I too like your enthusiasm.”

Katsuki rolled his eyes, “Just get in the car women we’re going to be late!”

You giggled and hopped into the passenger seat. Taking a look around, it looked to be brand new. Katsuki was now in the driver seat and speeding off. “Is this a rental or....?”

He took your hand in his without taking his eyes off the road, “Huh? Oh! The Car! I almost forgot... Surprise! Y/n meet your new mommy mobile. I didn't think you’d want a mini van and I’m not ready to trade in my two seater yet so here we are, now a two car family.”

“OH MY GOD! BABY! YOU DIDNT!”

He gave you a weird look, “Y/n don’t look so surprised we’ve literally been talking about this for weeks. It’s not like we couldn't afford it, and with the baby coming we needed a new car.”

“Yeah but it’s like NEW new! I was expecting like a newish car you know?”

“Eh” He waved it off, “I totally didn't get you anything for your birthday so consider this a late present..”

You brought his hand up and gave it a quick kiss, “Thank you. And thank you for being nice to Yuuto earlier. He means well.”

He put his hand on you thigh, “Yeah, I could tell he was just trying to be helpful. In a weird way he kind of reminded me of Deku and it felt like a good opportunity to try and make up for the years I was a dick to him.”

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You were laying on the table getting freezing cold gel smeared onto your belly. Bakugo was sitting next to you hand squeezing yours as his knee bounced up and down. “I just know it’s going to be a boy.”

“Oh yeah? Well I just know it’s going to be a girl”

The ultra sound technician just laughed at us. “Well at this time I am able to determine the gender and I’m assuming you would both like to know?”

In unison you both yelled yes.

She smiled at you, “Alright well congratulations! You’re going to have a baby boy!”

Katsuki jumped up and started running around the room! “YES! I KNEW IT!” You smiled at your silly boyfriend. Sure you may have guessed wrong but you didn't care. You were going to have a sweet little mini Katsuki and you couldn’t be happier.

his celebration was cut short when the ultrasound machine made a weird noise started and the screen started to go black. You froze and clamped your hand down on Bakugo’s, “What was that?”

The technician gave the machine a perplexed look. I dont know. That’s odd. The machine malfunctioned. Its a new machine it shouldn't be having any problems.” She shrugged, “I guess I’ll just have to turn it in to IT and see if they can fix it.”

But that wasnt the last time that happened to you. Every time you went in for a check up after that the ultrasound machine would malfunction. It was really freaking you out and Katsuki was about to have a fit. “WHAT KIND OF FUCKING HOSPITAL DOSENT HAVE MACHINES THAT ACTUALLY FUCKING WORK!”

The nurse had to remind him that you were in the maternity ward and that yelling could be stressful for the other mothers. But of course that didn't stop his rampage.

Finally a doctor pulled you into his office to try and put your worries to rest. “So I checked into the ultrasound footage for your past three check ups. And it seems the ultrasound machine is always fine but it always cuts out exactly six and a half minutes in. Your technician brings them to our IT department and they can never find anything wrong with the machines.”

Bakugo gave him an incredulous look, “Well something isn't right, and unless you figure it out we’ll be finding another hospital. This is fucking ridiculous.”

“Rest assured I believe I know what the problem may be. The fact the machines work for everyone else except you and it always cuts out after six and a half minutes... well thats a pattern and it leads me to believe that your child, while still being in the womb, may be showing signs of some kind of quirk. It is very rare but it does happen from time to time. Kids are starting to develop quirks younger and younger every year. If this is the case it’s likely their quirk will be very strong by the time they reach maturity. You’ll likely have your hands full.”

Your heart was racing. Your little baby was developing a quirk early? What if he blew you up.. fuck what if he teleported out of you and.... “No!”

Both the doctor and Bakugo’s snapped to you with worry. “I don’t want him to develop early! What if he hurts himself?”

You were shaking now and Bakugo was pulling you into his chest. His eyes narrowed at the doctor, “Is that possible? Could something happen to him?”

The doctor took a deep sigh, “Well I dont like making promises but from what I can tell whatever the child’s quirk may be it doesn't seem destructive. Its somehow messing with the machines so I would say its more psychologically based. Something he can control with his mind, even if he doesn't realize he's doing it right now.”

Bakugo blinked a few times, “.... well that’s just badass...”

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So my sister and my nephew just moved in with us and my nephew has autism. Hes 8 and he was bullied so bad in school he tried to commit suicide. He’s doing better now and has developed a love for super heros. He and I love to watch anything super hero related together. He’s a tad too young for MHA right now but he honestly does remind me of Midoriya sometimes. He asked me the other day why there was no super heros like him and it made me kind of sad. The character Yuuto is lightly based off of him. Everyone deserves the right to be a hero.

#bakugo x reader #bakugo x y/n #bakugo #bakugo katsuki #katsuki bakugō #bakugo imagine #bhna #bhna bakugou #bhna imagine #bhna x reader #mha bakugou #mha #mha imagines #mha x reader #my hero academia

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justdyingslowly · 4 years

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1. Name justdyingslowly obviously come on

2. Nationality Australian

3. Age 22

4. Birthday nnnah dont feel like it

5. Zodiac sign (or your primal zodiac sign) Libra/Scorpio cusp

6. Gender wamon

7. Sexuality very very hetero

8. Your looks (add a picture or describe yourself) androgenous

9. What do you/did you study? Psychology (focus on sexology) and art.

10. What’s your current job like?/What job would you like to have? I am disabled you think I can work ha sexologist would be awesome. When I was a kid I wanted to be a fireman but Australias always burning

11. Your birth order head first

12. How many siblings do you have? 1

13. Do you have good relations with your family? yeah dads finally out of his abusive relationship, nearing age 70 and his emotions and his sexuality are finally opening up for the first time and that makes me SO happy.

14. How many friends do you have? what kind of fucked up question is this.

15. Your relationship status relationshipped. Fiance? got the marriage papers in a drawer somewhere with the car rego but can’t be fucked filling them?

16. What do you look for in a SO? empathetic, mature, calm. Always open to discussion. Prefers to be blunt rather than secretive. Emotional age over 14 (incredibly fucking rare apparently). Puts an importance on context and understanding other views above all else.

17. Do you have a crush? Hellll yeah Crush on my partner and got a crush on a mutual friend of ours who don’t even know hes cute af hehe one day partners gonna accidentally spill the beans and embarrass me coz hes shit with secrets RIP me.

18. When did you have your first kiss? You think I can remember this bullshit? Its not that big a deal

19. Do you prefer serious and meaningful relationships or casual dating/one night stands? One night stand sex almost exclusively sucks. Just. SUCKS. Because neither of you know what the other likes and it ends up being an awkward mix of trying to please yourself while trying to also be considerate.

20. What are your deal breakers? Plugging your ears to anything that feels gross, uncomfortable or disagrees with you. How can you grow as a person without introspection? How can you mold what you think and believe without taking in other arguments and comparing them to your beliefs to see how they stack up? Its pathetic.

21. How was your day? cute mutual friend had a fall this morning and were both worried about him. His back is bad and he’s getting a little older, he can’t be getting dizzy and having falls like that. other than that im anxious about seeing my gastro. He’s lovely but... specialists are specialists. Good at knowing what they know but not always great at listening.

22. Favourite food & drink you think im allowed to eat or drink? water and... foods a touchy subject.

23. What position do you sleep in? Usually on my side with a body pillow to grip so I don’t end up choking my partner in his sleep.

24. What was your last dream about? uuhhh...going to italy and being unable to get into this tiny basket boat properly.

25. Your fears does PTSD to medical shit count haha

26. Your dreams ... going to italy and being unable to get into a tiny basket boat thingy?

27. Your goals - get some sort of diagnosis eventually. Its been 3 years of trying and im tired. - get back to studying art part time for my bachelors. - pass JLPT N3. - go back to university for psychology. - do the dishes when I get home.

28. Any pets? two budgies. we also take care of any orphaned or injured birds.

29. What are your hobbies? feeling nauseous drawing writing a little bit im making a little gameboy game in C atm too

30. Any cool places in your area? i live next to a national park with waterfalls and koalas and emus and stuff

31. What was your last awkward situation? mutual friend made a comment on his chest i playfully smacked it (related to the comment) it was surprisingly hard “O-oh wow, thats... I didnt expect that” my partner laughed at me. it was awful.

32. What is your last regret? getting embarrassed at friends pecs stop making me think about it 33. Language/s you can speak english. N4 Japanese.

34. Do you believe in astrological stuff? (Zodiac, tarot, etc.) of course not what the fuck

35. Have any quirks? Quirkless. I do wiggle when im happy though apparently.

36. Your pet peeves open doors.

37. Ideal vacation spend a months chilling in an old japanese house in autumn hokkaido oooooof that sounds nice

38. Any scars? internal? yes

39. What does your last text message say? peepee poopoo ustinky

40. Last 5 things from your search history how do i find this

41. What’s your [device] background? Sam Porter Bridges walkin around Sam Porter Bridges cuddling BB-28 Louise while he sleeps my chicken

42. What do you daydream about? all might

43. Describe your dream home an old japanese house in autumn hokkaido oooooof that sounds nice

44. What’s your religion/Your thought about religion its a comforting thought having a parent-figure who cares about you and looks after all the big things you can’t manage yourself, but institutionalizing it runs a severe risk of becoming harmful cults. And it often does.

45. Your personality type me

46. The most dangerous thing you’ve done i saw the lost bunny that was on all the posters in the neighbourhood looked thin and patchy so i grabbed him to take him home. im allergic. sent me to hospital and I almost died.

47. Are you happy with your current life? feeling sick sucks and partners having a depressive episode but things are pretty good

48. Some things you’ve tried in your life living

49. What does your wardrobe consist of? blacks, reds, whites and pinks

50. Favourite colour to wear? at the moment pink. Red is always comforting though.

51. How would you describe your style? mix between lazy alternative punk, teenager with band shirts and harajuku peach kawaii uwu

52. Are you happy with your current looks? kinda wish i was a bit shorter but what can you do

53. If you could change/add something to your appearance - impossible or not - what would it be? bit shorter

54. Any tattoos or piercings? lol no PTSD

55. Do you get complimented often? by who? partner constantly, family haha are you kidding im australian so a friend’s version of showing affection is calling you a cunt and slapping your ass in public

56. Favourite aesthetic? all might

57. A popular trend that you dislike blocking because you disagree or find them distasteful. Ignoring all context to opposing thoughts and arguments. taking a personal feeling of disgust to mean something is evil. Blocking your ears to anything that isn’t a circlejerk of what you already think - and trying to isolate anyone who even just listens to something other then the noise of your sloppy dicks to have a thought of their own.

58. Songs you’re currently obsessed with? The Machine by Low Roar

59. Song you normally wouldn’t admit you like. why wouldnt i admit i like a song

60. Favourite genre? probably enka haha

61. Favourite artist/band/genre? probably enka haha oh and tatsuro yamashita

62. Hated popular songs/artists? why the hell would I hate something like a song? I hate aspects of the music industry as a whole I guess?

63. Put your music on shuffle and list first 5 which playlist they aren’t all together in one place

64. Can you sing or play any instruments? piano, saxophone... uh... partners good at making music and playing shakuhachi

65. Do you like karaoke? no.

66. Own any albums? yes? many?

67. Do you listen to radio? What stations? no. but triple J, ABC Jazz and Classical. sometimes they even play final fantasy and JRPG music on classical which is pretty neat. -

68. Favourite movie/series? can i make this about games because then the answer is Metal Gear Solid

69. Favourite genre of movies/books/etc ...shounen?

70. Your fictional crush/es if they’re over 40yrs old, male and happy and bubbily or grumpy and sad then there’s a big ol fat chance I wanna bone. Solid Snake from MGS4, All Might and pretty much anyone drawn by Tarou Madoromi.

71. Which fictional character is you? uh

72. Are you a shipper? List your otps, if so what does this even mean what language is this

73. Favourite greek god? idk hades seems chill

74. A legend from where you live that you like the story of Tjilbruke is funny and good. all Kaurna stories are good.

75. Do you like art? What’s your favourite work or artist? im in a big egon schiele mood atm.

76. Can you share your other social media? no i am incapable

77. Favourite youtubers? many

78. Favourite platform? not too high up. actually i like being a little lower than ground level in corners.

79. How much time do you spend on the internet? too much

80. What video games have you played? Which one’s your favourite? look i just want to say that MGS4 is the best one in the series and Death Stranding is phenomenally engaging.

81. Your favourite books (manga also counts) these are all so goddamn definitive how can I pick? Oh wait the answer is One Piece

82. Do you play board/card games? I play DnD atm and know 15 yr old rules to Yugioh

83. Have you ever been to a night marathon in cinema? that shit dosn’t happen here

84. Favourite holiday golden week coz its a week also easter because thats when all the glucose based sweets come back

85. Are you into dramas? what kind

86. Would you use death note, if you had one? no. thats called being a murderer.

87. What changes would you make in the world, no matter how impossible, if you had the power to? chill people out a bit. when people feel unsafe they get really depenfive and territorial and block their ears to everything, making in-and-out groups for themsevles that end up putting them in more harm.

88. Could you survive a zombie apocalypse? im disabled with a disabled partner. we arent funny sure we can survive normal everyday life when society is angled so sharply against us.

89. If you had to be turned into a paranormal being, what would it be? id like to be a mimi spirit

90. What would you want to happen to you after your death? spooky time

91. If you had to change your name, what would be your pick? toshinori yagi

92. Who would you switch your life with for a week? anyone healthy

93. Pick an emoji to be your tattoo that cursed one with the intense eyes and the hand

94. Write 3 things about yourself - only one of them must be true im me im not me im pee

95. Cold or hot? cold.

96. Be a hero or be a villain? both are distasteful ideas in reality

97. Sing everything you want to say or rhyme? i can’t do either partner speak sin bad puns and its hell, these both sound about equal

98. Shapeshifting or controlling time? shapeshifting. controlling time is eithe rmanipulative or lonely. shapeshifing is every other superpower at once.

99. Be immortal or be immune to everything aside from natural death? both are deeply upsetting ideas

100. ….. or …..? jiji or ossan? generally Jiji, but ossans can be lovely too.

#personal #stupid

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twinklecheeks · 5 years

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Friends With Benefits (Jeff Wittek Imagine) Part 5

Summary: Jeff and Y/N have been hooking up for a while. The whole vlog squad assumes they’re dating and Y/N does too but Jeff doesn’t like labels. He eventually starts to express interest in Natalie.

Note: Planning on making this a multiple part series, depending on how good it does. You’re 21 & Latina in this (maybe) series. Also, I’d like to apologize for the typos, if there is any. I’m just illiterate lmao.

Warnings! pregnancy.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Word Count: 1.7k

David’s house:

You walk into the house and everyone is already making bets on what are the genders. Zane, Heath and Todd bet both boys, Matt & Corinna bet a boy and a girl, Mariah/Carly/Erin bet both girls. Y/n: “Hey Natalie, can I talk to you in the car outside?” Natalie: “Sure. How are you feeling? I feel like we haven’t talked in months.” Y/n: “I’m doing great but I have to talk to you about something important.” Natalie: “Like what?” Y/n: “All the girls know who the father of my twins are and I don’t want you to freak out…” Natalie: “Why would I freak out?” Y/n: “Because Jeff is the father...” Natalie: “Wait, Jeff cheated on me?” Y/n: “NO NO NO. We kind of had this friends with benefits for months before you dated. He ended it with me before he asked you out. He was the only person I’ve been with during those months so I know it’s his.” Natalie: “Does he know?” Y/n: “No…” Natalie: “Why doesn’t he know?” Y/n: “Because he didn’t treat right. He was a player and I was under his charm. I was basically wrapped around his finger until I had enough.” Natalie: “I mean… I’m not surprised… Jeff looks like a player.” Y/n: “I just hope I don’t ruin your relationship. I told him during our last fight that I hope he treats you better than he treated me. If he wants to be in their life, that’s fine but if he doesn’t, I’ll ask him to sign his rights away once they’re born.” Natalie: “Thanks for telling me… Are you going to tell him?” Y/n: “Yeah but I wanted to tell you first incase he blows things out of proportion.” Natalie: “Understandable. I’ll go get Jeff.” She gets out of the car and goes into the house to tell him to go talk to you in the car. You see him walk out and you panic a bit.

Jeff: “ummmm hey?” Y/n: “Hi.” Jeff: “Nat said you needed to tell me something.” Y/n: “Okay but you can’t blame me for not telling you sooner. You have been such an asshole to me.” Jeff: “Telling me what sooner?” Y/n: “These babies are yours…” Jeff looked like he saw a ghost. He went pale like he was gonna pass out. Jeff: “Excuse me??!? How the fuck you know those babies are mine?” Y/n: “Pretty simple. You were the only guy I slept with since New Years until you dumped me for Natalie.” Jeff: “I don’t believe you. I want a paternity test once they’re born. Until then, I don’t want anything to do with you.” Y/n: “what the fuck do you honestly believe I just slept around? Wanna know something dick head?? You were the only person I wanted to sleep with because I was fucking in love with you but you treated me like shit and I let you do it for too fucking long. I was blind with something that was never going to happen. But I finally realized what I deserved.” Jeff: “Oh boo hoo I don’t want to hear you sob story and you better keep your fucking mouth shut about this.” Y/n: “Oh honey, you are way too late for that. The girls and David know and I just can’t wait to tell the rest of the guys.” Y/n runs out of the car so fast and locks Jeff in her car. Jeff: “WHAT THE FUCK YOU CRAZY BITCH.” You quickly run inside and lock David’s front door but Jeff get’s in through the back door. Y/n: “hey to the guys who don’t know who my deadbeat baby daddy is, it’s Jeff. Jeff runs in right as you finished that sentence. He basically doesn’t want anything to do with me or the kids he helped conceive until he knows for sure.” Jeff: “YOU SHIT THIS IS WHY I DIDNT WANT TO FUCKING BE WITH YOU. YOU ALWAYS FUCKING THINK YOU’RE THE RIGHT. YOU DON’T EBER FUCKING LISTEN WHEN SOMEONE TELLS YOU SHIT. YOU ARE EXACTLY LIKE CIERRA TRYING TO ACT LIKE YOU’RE BETTER THAN EVERYONE ELSE. WELL GUESS WHAT SWEETHEART, YOU’RE A NOBODY.. Y/n: “honey the difference between me and Cierra is that she cheated on you and dumped your ass cause she realized how much of a low life you are. You are such a piece of shit. I wish these babies weren’t yours cause I hope they don’t fucking turn out like drug dealers and go to prison. I don’t need you. Sign your rights away once they’re born because I’m fucking done with you saying lies about me.” Y/n turns around to Natalie. Y/n: “Natalie. Good fucking luck.” Jeff was livid. He hated when someone brought up his past mistakes so when you mentioned that you hope the twins don’t turn out like him, it stung. Jeff: “I’ll gladly sign my rights away cause It’d be hell dealing with you and those things for the next 18 years.” Y/n: “don’t fucking call my children that.”

The whole vlog squad were stunned with how Jeff was treating you. Natalie: “Jeff…. WE’RE DONE.” Jeff: “babe plea-“ Natalie: “Save the apologies. It’s too late. You think I’d pick you over her. Girl code bitch.” Todd: “dude, just leave.” Everybody is just so disappointed in Jeff. They thought he was a nice guy but he never showed that side of him. Natalie: “y/n I’m so sorry. If I knew I would’ve never gone out with him.” Y/n: “it’s fine. He seems like Prince Charming at first and then becomes a snake.” Heath: “baby, just know all of us are here for you. It takes a village to raise a baby.” Zane: “she’s gonna need 2 villages.”

1 day later (the night before the gender reveal)

(Y/n is spending the night at Kylie’s house since the reveal party is gonna be at her place)

Y/n: “I told Jeff he’s the father.” Stass: “NO FUCKING WAY.” Kylie: “HOW DID HE REACT.” Y/n: “It was bad… I explained everything and he completely flipped out. So I said if he doesn’t want anythng to do with me or these babies, sign his rights away so I can have full custody.” Stass: “Did you tell Natalie?” Y/n: “Actually, I did. Natalie and I have known each other for longer than we’ve both known Jeff. I knew she wouldn’t get mad at me. And I made sure to tell her that I wasn’t trying to get in between her and Jeff. That ship sailed months ago but she saw all the horrible stuff he was saying and dumped him.” Kylie: “Damn I would’ve loved to be there for that. I Would’ve ripped him a new one.” Stass: “We should get to bed. We have a big day tomorrow! What do you think it’s gonna be? I hear there’s a bet going around.” Y/n: “It’s a tie between twin boys vs twin girls.” Kylie: “Let’s just wait and see what the colors are tomorrow.”

Gender reveal party

Y/n is officially 4 months pregnant and it’s reveal day!

Kylie: “Wake up sleepy head. I know you’re tired with carrying 2 babies but we gotta get you glammed up. Y/n: “Ughhhhh why can’t I just be lazy and stay in bed.” Stass: “Cause you’re finding out what you’re having.” Y/n: “You can just tell me right now :)” Kylie: “ABSOLUTELY not. Kylie’s team then comes in and spends 2 hours doing your hair, make-up and picking out your outfit. You had to choose between a pink and blue maternity dress. You picked the pink dress and have your nails painted matte baby blue (Pictured below how you look)

Once you’re ready, you head downstairs and a bunch of your friends are there. You were glad to see your family, including your dad. He still wasn’t talking to you but he was there. Everybody was having a good time eating, playing the classic shower games like guessing what chocolate is in the “poopy” diaper and other stuff like that. Kylie: “Okay guys! Gather around so we can find out the genders of the twins. Final voting. How many people think they’re boys?” About half think boys, and the other half is equal between boy & girl twin and just girl twins. Kylie: “So y/n is going to be revealing baby A and you guys are going to be revealing baby B.” Kylie gives you the powder cannon. Kylie: “Are you ready?” Y/n: “AHHHH I NO IM NOT BUT I AM.” Everybody: “3! 2! 1!”

Y/n: “IT’S A GIRL!!!! AHHHHH.” Everybody is screaming. Stass: “To the people who bet, y’all better be praying that you’re right.” Kylie and Stass hand powder cannon to everybody at the party and the countdown begins again. 3.. 2… 1!!!

IT’S ANOTHER GIRL!!!!!! At this point, you’re just sobbing. You’re having 2 girls. The only thing you care about in the moment are your baby girls. Zane: “Man we lost the bet. I thought it was gonna be boys.” Mariah, Carly & Erin: “Ayyyye we won!!! Now give us our money.”

A couple of hours later

David: “So I guess you’re not naming one David Jr.” Y/n: “You thought I would?” David: “HEY! You promised for 250k...” Y/n: “I was never going to accept that. A joke is a joke.” David: “How you feeling knowing you’re having 2 girls?” Y/n: “I think it’s pretty ironic. Jeff treats women like shit and look what happened. I’m having girls. But I don’t mind. Baby girl clothes are way cuter than boy clothes.” David: “I just wanted to let you know that I’m in it for the long run.” Y/n: “Huh?” David: “Y/n, I have had a crush on you since before I met Liza. I was crushed when she dumped me and you were always there. You were the only one who was always there for me through thick and thin. I know this is bad timing telling you this but it’s because I was too much of a scared little bitch to tell you. I will be there every single step of the way. I’ll go to your appointments with you if you want me to and be there helping you through labor if you want me to.” Y/n: “I’d love it if you were there for me all the way.”

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Yoooo I AM SO SORRY I SAID I WAS GONNA POST EARLY. I had the chapter mostly done but it felt very boring so I basically rewrote most of the chapter. I might take longer than usual for the next chapter cause I have no Idea what to write next... Also, sorry if this chapter sucked.

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shadedrose01 · 4 years

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Hey There Delilah

Ship: Parkner (Harley Keener/Peter Parker)

Summary: Peter misses Harley, and can't sleep.

Tags: Febufluff, Day 12, Sung to sleep, Bittersweet, Longing, Long-Distance Relationship, Peter misses harley so much, Harley misses him too, And sings him to sleep, Hey There Delilah by the Plain White T's, Light Angst, Sadness, hurt/comfort???, maybe???, i think so, I'm Bad At Tagging, Gay Harley Keener, Bisexual Peter Parker, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Sad Peter Parker

Day 12 of Febufluff: "Sung to Sleep"!

Peter turns in his bed for what feels like the hundredth time, squeezing his already shut eyes as he tries to force himself into unconsciousness to no avail, feeling frustration add to the many already swirling emotions in his chest. Adding to the ache that feels like a chasm in his body, open and gaping, like someone took a piece of his heart away, and hid it where he couldnt find it.

The only issue with that was that Peter did know where that piece was, where that piece is. It's in buttfuck nowhere, also known as Rose Hill, Tenneesee, placed in the hands of one country boy, of the love of his life. Placed in the hands of one Harley Keener.

Peter tosses again, groaning and rubbing at his face as tears begin to well up. It has been exactly three months, 12 days and 10 hours since he's last seen his boyfriend, and Peter wants to believe that he was doing okay, was living life to the fullest even without his other half by his side, but today, for some odd reason, that small hole in his chest that was there since the day Harley got on that plane had turned into a big, ugly, infected wound that he couldnt ignore no matter how hard he tried to. And trust me, he had tried. He had gone to school as normal, talking with Ned and MJ about everything and nothing, gone to his classes, practically aced his tests. Hell, he had even gone on an extra long patrol afterwards, helping an older lady cross the street and stopping a burglar before it was too late. He did so much today, so much good, and yet, here he is, crying over a boy a million miles away, and wishing, hoping, longing to hold him in his arms. To kiss him goodnight and goodmorning, to laugh with him, to watch movies with him, and play board games, to just see him again. And sure, they video called and regular called almost every night, and texted whenever they could, but it just wasn't the same. It didnt make the ache go away, it only made it more pronounced, more noticable.

He missed Harley, so so so fucking much, so much that he didnt know what to do with himself, that he couldnt concentrate completely in school, that he would mess up his moves slightly during training, or would slip easier on patrol. He could feel it everywhere he went, from Queens to New York City, from school to his apartment, from Delmars to the Tower. He could feel it everytime he took a step, everytime he breathed, everytime his heart pumped, it was there. He couldn't escape it, or make it go away, and now that he was lying in bed, doing nothing, left alone to his thoughts, it was so much worse.

Memories flooded his mind, of lazy summer days spent doing nothing but being cuddled up to each other, a movie playing in background, or days of activity and fun, where they would go out to fairs and parties, hang out with their friends. Of warm nights spend out by a campfire, playing cards and laughing their asses off, drinking out of stolen beer bottles, before they all calm down and just sit back, watching the fire, Harley pulling out a guitar and playing a song, his features illuminated by the glow of the flames, his eyes sparkling in their light and making him look ethereal, and Peter would slowly doze off to the sound of his silky soothe voice, his country twang coming through more pronounced and making the words sound even more gorgeous, even more perfect.

God, Peter misses it. He wants it back. He wants all of it back.

His body shakes with a sob that he couldnt contain, before he reaches out without thinking, grabbing at his phone laying on his bedside table. He rips out the charger, ignoring the bright white numbers telling him that it's almost 3 in the morning, and presses the call button on Harleys contact, begging that he picks up.

It rings out three times before his boyfriend picks up, his voice groggy and rougher than usual. "Pete, everything okay? It's 2am."

Peter tries to speak, to reassure him that yeah, he is okay, that he just needed to hear his voice, but the only thing that escapes his mouth is another sob.

Harley sounds much more awake and alert now. "Peter, baby, what's wrong? Did something happen?"

"No!" Peter is quick to reassure, even as his tone is thick and nasily, even as he sniffles and tries to stop the onslaught of tears that keep running down his cheeks. "No, no, I-I just," he sniffles, before whispering, hiccuping, his voice cracking, "I just miss you so much."

"Oh, sweetheart." Harley sounds breathless, heartbroken as Peter makes another pitiful noise, his body trembling. "Oh baby, it's okay, please don't cry. I'll be back in a few weeks."

He will be, Peter knows that, knows that Harley will be back for christmas break. "I-I know, I just-" He shrugs helpless, staring up at the ceiling with blurry vision and burning eyes. "I miss the summer," he admits shakily, trying to swallow the lump in his throat. "I miss the warmth, and- and the sunsets, and the campfires, and- and you- and now, it's so cold, so so cold, and I-I cant sleep, and-"

Peter whimpers, breaking off into sobs again, hearing a small noise coming from his speaker. "Shh, oh Pete, I'm so sorry." And he does sound apologetic, sounds so sad, like he's aching too. "I miss you too baby, so so much. I wish I could be there now, so I could calm you down, and hold you close, kiss you again and again." He sighs wistfully, and Peter hiccups again, curling in on himself and trying to imagine it, Harley coming in through his bedroom door, his long arms wrapping around him and pulling him into his warm chest, tucking his face into Harleys neck as he kisses the top of his head... "Only two more weeks, Pete."

"Two more weeks." Peter echoes back, sounding empty, wiping away the snot and tears on his face. Theres a moment of silent between them, as they both imagine the day they can reunite, the day they can be in each others arms again. "...can you- can you maybe sing me something?" Peter asks softly, still shaking, but starting to calm down as exhaustion starts to pull at his limbs. "Just until I fall asleep?"

"Yeah, yeah I can do that." Harley clears his throat quietly, pausing to think of a song before the soft, soothing tones beginning to ease into the room.

"Hey there, Delilah, what's in like in New York City? I'm a thousand miles away, but girl tonight, you look so pretty, yes you do." Peter's eyes start to droop more and more, unconsciously shifting around to get more comfortable. "Time Square can't shine as bright as you, I swear it's true." A light smile grows on his face as he listens, just allowing the soothing sounds of Harleys voice to flood over him.

"Hey there, Delilah, don't you worry about the distance. I'm right here if you get lonely, give this song another listen, close your eyes." Peter finally allows his eyes to close, his body starting to relax, his breathing starting to slow. "Listen to my voice, it's my disguise, I'm by your side." Peter could almost feel Harley beside him, singing gently into his ear, his breath brushing against Peter's cheek, and he smiles even wider, feeling himself slipping away into the deep lull of sleep.

"Oh, it's what you do to me. Oh, it's what you do to me. Oh, it's what you do to me. Oh, it's what you do to me. What you do to me."

Peter doesn't hear it, but Harley sings the song through, and at the end, falling upon deaf ears, a soft murmur of "I love you" and a faint click echoes throughout the moonlit room.

#febufluff #Febufluff #day 12 #sung to sleep #parkner #parley #harley keener/peter parker #harley keener #peter parker #hey there delilah #songs #songfic #maybe??#bittersweet #long distance

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sheriffofmagic · 5 years

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em can we blease get some angst? vang0 calling burger in the middle of the night to pick him up after he went by himself to investigate a lead about his past, but it turned out to be nothing [he had the money to take a taxi but.... you know ;) ]

ok so i have written angst approximately one (1) time so idk how well this turned out but i sure did try (as per usual i didnt proofread because im lazy)

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Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Vang0 Bang0 paces the wet pavement of a deserted street. The grey steel buildings looming high overhead. Between the smog and the storm clouds brewing overhead it might as well have been nighttime. Vang0 wasn’t concerned with the scenery though. Instead he was breathing deeply, blinking furiously to hold back the hot tears clouding his vision.

Why are you even so upset? You knew this wouldn’t go anywhere, he thought bitterly. It didn’t help.

It doesn’t matter. Just another dead end in a string of false leads. He contemplates calling for a cab but he didn’t want some stranger to see him on the verge of a panic attack. Wouldn’t be good for his image… Before he can think too much about it he calls Burger Chainz. Tries to make himself sound normal as he asks for a ride. Burger doesn’t ask questions just tells Vang0 he’ll be there.

Vang0 sits down right in the middle of the sidewalk, not a person in sight. He runs his manicured hands over his face. Wills himself to not let this be a big deal. Wills himself to ignore the pain and the disappointment. He closes his eyes, some stray tears leak down his cheeks and he quickly brushes them away. He tries to separate himself from these feelings, this moment, this lifetime, to make himself an observer. Capable of locking this shit down and tucking it away. It’s not working out.

It’s practically no time before Burger’s van rolls to a stop at the curb. Wordlessly, Vang0 gets in and keeps his head downturned. There’s a nondescript acoustic track playing at such a low volume it takes Vang0 a minute to realize what the noise is. He can feel Burger’s eyes on him for a moment before the van pulls away.

Burger and Vang0 are close, really close, maybe an abnormal amount based on what Dasha said(not that Vang0 has a great frame of reference). But they don’t talk about real stuff. Not as a rule, it’s just never been something they do. And after Burger hadn’t pressed him for details on the phone Vang0 just thought this would be another thing they pretend to forget.

Burger didn’t seem to have the same idea.

“You want to, ah, tell me what’s going on?”

Vang0 just stayed silent.

Burger continued casually, “Why were you all the way out here by yourself?”

For a minute, Vang0 thinks about just ignoring him. Pretending to be too caught up in his thoughts or too much of an asshole to respond. But he sees Burger glance at him, earnest, concern plain on his face and thinks if anyone deserves an explanation, it’s him.

“I thought I had a lead. About me. Turned out to be nothing. It was dumb anyway, I don’t know why I thought I’d find anything.”

He stares straight forward as he speaks struggling to keep his tone neutral, not let his stupid emotions leak through.

“You coulda told me you’d found something. I woulda come with you.”

Vang0 can’t stop the small, bitter laugh that escapes him, “I didn’t find anything. It was a dead end. Months, I spent months researching this shit. Most of what I found was useless and anything useful turned out to be a dead end. This was the one thing that seemed like it might have a chance of being real. Of course it wasn’t.”

“I didn’t know you were looking into this stuff.”

“I don’t even know why I am. Or was. It’s- it’s stupid I should just move on I’m obviously not going to figure out anything about who I was or why someone did this to me…”

Burger was quiet for a moment, “Didn’t think you cared that much about that stuff.”

“I don’t want. I just do. It’s like- I don’t know who I used to be but I miss them? Sometimes I don’t even feel like I’m a whole person. Like I’m not quite real. Or maybe I was never real in the first place. I don’t know…”

Vang0 squeezed his eyes shut, forcing his eyes to stop welling. There’s a hollow silence that surrounds them briefly, it could be seconds or hours, it’s agonizing.

“What was it?” Burger asks, “The lead.”

Vang0 brushes at his bangs, eyes tracking the passing streetlights for a moment before he responds, “Cosmetics shop. Underground. Not legally sanctioned. No public records of patients but from what I found their clientele is pretty upscale. Figured someone who powerful enough to wipe a memory clean wouldn’t just half-ass it.”

“Oh,” Burger said, looking at him again, that annoying concerned look still on his face, “You never…”

Vang0 shrugs, “I can’t know for sure. ‘S just a feeling. It’s like, sometimes when I look in the mirror I don’t recognize myself. Like this isn’t my face, even though it’s the only one I’ve ever known. I look at it and I just know that’s not me. And I get startled like I’m wearing a mask I can’t take off. Even if I could… Who would I be? I mean, who am I without what they made me? Don’t even know if I am anything.”

He rubs a hand over his face, “This probably doesn’t even make sense. But it’s sort of like my skin doesn’t fit right and I know that but everything else is a big blank spot. I wish I could just let it go and move on but I can’t. I need to find out what happened but there’s no trail. As if I just blinked into existence in that warehouse.”

The car had stopped. How long had the car been stopped? Burger had a soft look in his eye as he listened. Now that he’d started talking he felt like he couldn’t stop though he desperately wanted to. Vang0 wanted to bury this deep down and ignore it. Lock it away until it disappeared. Didn’t want to have to talk about this. He hated the vulnerable feeling in his chest and how every word he spoke felt like it was cutting him open. But he couldn’t stop.

“I’d spent months looking and found nothing. And then I had this lead. This one lead. And I knew better than to get my hopes up but I did anyway. Everything I’d found about that place felt like it was leading to something and I wanted to believe so badly that it was. Whole way there, my heart was beating out of my chest. And when I finally got there? It was empty. The place just wiped clean. Like it had been empty for years. ‘Spent two hours looking around for anything, searched nearly the entire building and got nothing.”

Vang0 didn’t realize he was crying again until a tear fell on his arm, startling him. He rubbed at his cheeks furiously, shaking his head, “It was stupid. I should’ve known better than going. And going alone was a dumb risk. Shit, this is ridiculous. I’m so stupid-”

“Hey,” Burger reached out and laid his hand on Vang0’s, “don’t say that. I didn’t know you before but I know you now. You’re smart and wicked good with a gun and you’re my friend, whether you wanna be or not. You’ve been through a lot on your own but it doesn’t have to be like that. You’ve got people who want to help you. Words and stuff, that’s hard for me. But I can try and help. If what you look like doesn’t feel like you, I’ll help ya can change it. And if feelin’ like yourself is less ‘bout looks and more just how you feel, figuring out what happened, who you were? Then I’ll help you with that too. All you gotta do is ask. I’ll be there.”

Vang0 eyes are still wet and his mouth his hanging slightly open. His brain short-circuiting at how damn earnest Burger sounds. It was hard to trust anyone in this city but he knew he could trust Burger. Before either of them realize it’s happening, Vang0’s leaned across the center console and pressed his lips firmly against Burger’s. It lasts only an instant before Vang0’s brain turns back on and starts blasting alarm bells. He pulls back slowly, rubbing at the still-damp spots beneath his eyes. A dumbfounded look contorts Burger’s face and before the big guy gets a chance to speak (or Vang0 a chance to put his foot in his mouth) Vang0 opens his door.

“Thank you,” he says as he slides out of the door, “for everything.”

They just stare at each other through the open door. Not for long. Some unspoken sense of understanding settling over them. But Vang0 doesn’t want to dwell on all of this right now. Panic over the many vulnerabilities he has just exposed is already setting in. Looking at Burger though, he knows he has nothing to worry about.

Vang0 takes a deep, shuddering breath, reminds himself that he’s here, “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

And he shuts the door.

#hello friends i am back with more bullshit #vang0chainz #burgerbang0 #vang0 bang0 #burger chainz #answered #every time i publish one of these i get nervous #Anonymous

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minichedders · 5 years

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princess

bodyguard!tom holland x reader

Tom followed you everywhere, it was his job too, and he was good at it. Not once in the day did he ever let his eyes slip from you, watching you carefully, analysing every move, every step and every expression with keen eyes. He felt a rush whenever your eyes would meet, which was a rare occasion considering the circumstances.

Tom was way over his head. He was foolish. You where the princess, you would never settle for anything less than a prince, and even if you wanted Tom, you were betrothed to marry another Prince to strengthen the nationalities relationships.

Prince James of Papua New Guinea. Tom scoffed, what a piss poor excuse for a man; he was selfish, lazy and didnt even care about the moral respect of women. He had visited you twice since the engagement, and Tom watched with his insides twisting at the sight of James' clammy, fat fingers touching your precious skin; and every time James got too close, your eyes searched for his, crying out for help; which was Tom only favourite part of his visit he enjoyed, the sheer need you begged from him.

He found you insatiable, beautiful beyond words, and you fit in with the luxury of the royal life, but still remained as kind as humble as ever. Every day you went around the palace, greeting everyone who walked past and made your way tot he kitchens to help the chefs cook, to which they openly obliged, against the Queens wishes. The queen was tight-lipped, old fashioned and downright rude, especially to you; she hated and disciplined ou whenever you would openly converse with anyone lower than you, or involved yourself with common charity events or fairs; she had her head too far up her ass to see that every harsh word she spoke brought tears prickling to your eyes, which maddened Tom.

Which was happening right in front of him? Himself and the Queen's guard both stood in the corners of the Queens living area, watching the conversation, more like an argument, roll out in front of them, the uncomfortable atmosphere scratching at Toms' neck.

"You can't get out of this marriage Y/N, I've told you millions of times," The Queen sneered, rolling her eyes at her daughter. Every day you went to your mother, begging relentlessly not to marry you off to an old hag, but she never prevailed.

"Please mother, do you not care about love? about my happiness? I don't want to marry someone i don't love," You cried, your hands flying in crazy gestures, your checks heating, trying to control your tears as they threatened to cross your eye line.

"You will grow to love him Y/N," The Queen sighed, pulling the blue and white fine china cup to her lips, slurping at the fresh tea she had her maid pour, which you had poured your own. The wedding was in 3 months, but the buzz of both nations had been roaring on for the last 5. Your mother had put you through multiple wedding events to try and sway your mind, creating your perfect, grande white wedding that you had always dreamed off, but you didnt want this. You had to marry to keep the power, not just of the other nations, but you couldn't inherit the throne without a King by your side.

"I highly doubt it mother," You sneered, landing the china teacup rather harshly on the matching plate.

"You're merely a young girl, what do you know about love, about ruling a country, at least tell me one of the loyal decrees for goodness sake, you are not fit to rule by your self,"

"I'll study!" You cried, "I can learn, you can be my teacher, and i can marry who i want, for love. Give me three months to learn everything you know,"

"You can't learn it all within three months child," The Queen's voice was quiet, her tone changing from unforgiving to sad.

"Tell you what Y/N, if you can find someone else you love within three months, someone suitable and worthy, I will cancel the wedding," The queen said, your eyes immediately turned to capture Toms, a slight blush creeping to your face, "But, you had to attend classes every Wednesday and Saturday to learn how to be a proper princess, which means no cooking, and you make time for Prince James,"

"Deal"

Tom had watched you wander around aimlessly for a whole month, you head dizzy and unfocused ever since you made the deal with your mother. Every man you had met with, Tom hated. He couldn't help it, but he just wanted to scream at you and take you in his arms. He was right in front of you and you were being blinded by the sun.

Your body fell onto your bed, a deep sigh leaving your stained red lips. Your body was sore from your date, where Knight Ben had decided that ice skating would be romantic, but you feel at least 7 times, and Tom was there to pick you up more than Ben was. Toms kind eyes floated in your mind more than you would admit to yourself, every time you caught his eye your hands grew sweaty and they began to shake, he was the most gentle, kind and handsome man you had met, and you thought every night if your mother would think he was suitable enough to marry, because he was the only one you wanted.

"Tom," You spoke, your voice unsure of its self as you stared at the intricate designs of your bedroom ceiling. Toms footsteps echoed in your ear, getting closer to your laying body. Both of you felt dizzy.

"Yes, your highness?" Tom asked. Every time someone had addressed you by your royal title, you cringed, your stomach flipping in the most uncomfortable way, but when it fell from Toms' lips you couldn't suppress the whimper that fell from your unwilling lips.

"Do you think I'm crazy? Thinking I can't find love in three months?" You asked, your head turning and eyes meeting his. Tom could notice the way your breath was shaky, as your eyes watered slightly, and the sight made him want to wrap you in his arms and cradle until he died.

"If i may be so bold to say, your highness, I think you know you are," tom laughed, trying to lighten your mood and make you smile, and when he saw your lips curve upwards for the first time in months his heart skipped a beat.

"True," You replied, staring back at the ceiling. You sat in silence for a moment, before you stood, grabbing Toms' hands and interlocking your fingers together, dragging him outside to the garden. Tom was about to protest, but the feeling of your warm skin so close to his made him speechless, he felt like a nursery boy, madly in love with the most popular girl in school.

Toms' mouth opened, before you shut him off, "Don't talk, please Tom, i just want to enjoy this quietly," Your voice was soft and quiet, and Tom obliged with no questions asked.

Both of you walked slowly around the garden, the sunlight setting, a dark orange hue painted across the sky, shining through the spring branches of the tall trees, and letting the colourfull garden flowers glow. You sat on the edge of the fountain piece, closing your eyes as you listened to the gentle trickle f the smooth water flow, mixed with the chirping birds and the gentle hum of the wind. Toms body sat next to you, hands still interlocking in your lap; he wanted nothing more but to just confess his undying feelings for you right there, but the pain in your face made him ache to comply to your no talking rule.

"Tommy," You whispered, quiet enough that Tom would've missed it if he wasn't so fixed intently on your lips. He hummed in response, looking back to your know open eyes, deep swirling pools of brown searching into your soul.

"Tell me what you're thinking about," Your eyes cast downwards, taking a deep breath in.

"Uh, I was thinking about how beautiful you are, how every man you have met is a fool not to be head over heels for you, and how much i want to kiss you right now," Tom spoke, his thumb now rubbing against your skin, causing goosebumps in their wake. You felt as if you were dreaming, hearing all the words you had wanted ever since you and Tom met, your breath twitched inside your throat.

"Why won't you?" You asked, still refusing to bring your eyes up to meet his. Your hands were shaking, which Tom noticed from the tight grip he had on you, he watched as you brought your other hand up to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear. Tom brought his hands u to your chin, lifting your face to meet his eyes, you had never felt so adored by a man before, and the way that Tom looked at you made your heart leap; but you where still so nervous about how powerful your feelings where about Tom, and how you just knew your mother would disapprove.

Time seemed to be distant, non-existent as you watched Tom lean forward, his breath against your lips, your heart now thumping widely in your chest. You looked deep into his eyes and down to his pink lips, as you followed his actions and eaned in as well, capturing his lips in for a sweet, meaningful kiss.

The two of you stayed locked together, Toms hands around your waist and you're wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer to you as you continued making out. Tiny moans and whimper came from your lips as grunts fell from his, both of you wanting and needing as much a the other could give, you felt as if Toms' lips brought you to cloud nine, as if you had fallen into heaven, soaring through pink fluffy clouds as your body experienced the tingles he sent through.

"I love you Y/N," Tom whispered, breaking his lips away from yours. You couldn't help but smile uncontrollably, laughing and blushing as he watched you deeply.

"I love you too, Tommy," You replied, pulling him back in for a short and sweet kiss.

"Now, whos going to tell my mother?" You said, laughing at Toms horrific facial expression, shrugging his shoulders and pulling you on his lap, eager to remain locked together for the rest of eternity.

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mreugenekrabs · 4 years

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i saw a video where this girl said her parents always invalidated her feelings and told her she had no reason to cry or have emotion for anything, and i just started bawling. it was just so stark to how i feel bc my parents have NEVER taken me seriously when i explain how they treat me it's always "ur sayin we're bad parents then huh" when obviously they provided me a roof over my head and food for which im grateful for. like yes, they did all the basics but forget to realize that they CONSTNALY held it in front of my face like it wasnt something they were required to give me. like the whole i can take u out of this world retoric (which was advanced for her, i did ALL THE CHORES on some cinderella shit while my brother didnt/ doesnt have to still. i did laundry since i was 12 he doesnt, had to buy all my own school clothes he doesnt, i wasnt allowed to join band cos i was too dumb to practice but he gets piano and drum lessons. i got guitar lessons as a gift once i was 16 from my grandparents but i was like they said, too stupid and too lazy. i never got anything new like an xbox one like he has or xbox money throughout the month "just cos." as a kid. things like this just ended up making me hate and resent my mother. they were tirelessly strict, taking away cable, selling all of my games when i didnt pick them up ONE TIME, taking my phone every night at 8 pm or when i was sick so i couldnt speak to my friends. like im not ungrateful but to this day i dont feel like i have love the way my bfs mom loves him or lena/quens mom loves them. then they say theyre proud of me but proceed to tell me i have no ambition and im doing nothing w my life. it hurts to be called irresponsible by them when ive done nothing but work since i was 14, buy myself my car bc they guilted me after gifting me one of theirs. then was told they wanted me out by 18 and then i do and it's constant shaming over me struggling. constant shaming over my place of work. "are u really gonna be there all ur life." constant shaming for not eating meat. i have things holding me back but the pandemic and a state wide power outage didnt help, but nevermind that. ashley is a piece of shit who has to prove everything in the world to deserve open arms when i need help. i owe them 500$ because my tire blew out and i was short for insurance but never mind my otherwise 100% payment history. i a l w a y s pay them back and it's not unreasonable but it hurts so much when i see others' parents giving money at their poor kiddos with no payback expected and im just left to drown and give away all my tax money every year to them. legit every year ive owed them chunks of tax money just because the year was paying rent car insurance etc etc. they ALWAYS offer to pay and then its PAY US BACK RN. theyve gotten better but im sure if i only get 500$ for taxes she'll take it all no matter how broke i am. just like when i was in the middle of moving and had 1k saved but because she OFFERED TO fix my bad tires of the time, i did it, offered to pay back HALF of the total bc she offered for FREE FOR ONCE and she demanded the full anount a few months later and took ALL MY SAVINGS. :( as soon as i have the means and the time and the stability ill go back to school and move the fuck away but until then i wish theyd leave me alone. really missing being a state away. i sound like an ungrateful brat amd maybe i am i just am tired of seeing everyone around me w such loving mothers while my mom comes over to critique my weight, my YARD, my habits, hanging out w friends / drinking at 21. what she doesn't understand is even my bf is helping me survive. i live off of ramen and potatoes like...... spare emotional intelligence? spare affection beyond a hug after hitting/insulting? she tries to make up for it now, believe me they try but theyre so far up their own asses that im just an annoying brat who they just yell over. months ago bought me new shoes out of nowhere, it seems like she wants to like me but maybe im just the worst child she has :c i had to beg her to admit im a good kid. anyway.

#personal #i sound like a huge baby #let me fuckin sulk

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theboardwalkbody · 4 years

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That’s me (in my nursing cap because it’s my most recent photo and capping ceremony was cancelled so I took pics in my house to send to nursing school buddies instead): Amanda - meme - Manda 28 NJ Tired AF And bored so I am answering this Ask Meme I found by @myautisticjournal

What music have you discovered or listened to lately?

I’ve been listening to my Recently Added playlist on iTunes. Only “recently added” has been adjusted to include the last 28 months. lol But I did discover Blinding Lights by The Weeknd and that song’s been making me happy. Hurricane (Reimagined) by I Prevail has hit me in the Depress and next week The Used’s new album comes out so I’m waiting for that.

Have you made any new playlists since quarantine times? If they’re on Spotify, maybe drop a link?

I haven’t made any Quarantine Playlists because ALL my music is about being isolated and depressed anyway that like... what’s the difference?

Make a three-song-minimum playlist of songs that make you happy!

Blinding Lights // The Weeknd (also makes me think of Data because I discovered it around the same time I started watching TNG so now they Go Together) Paradise Lost // The Used Dance Monkey // Tones and I

What’s your go-to show that you like to binge watch? Why do you like that show?

Currently its Star Trek TNG - because Data And One Day at a Time because that shit hits real.

Are there any shows that you‘ve been planning to start watching? Why do they interest you?

It was just Star Trek and I did start watching. Interested because I wanted originally to watch ST Picard because Harry Treadaway but having never seen any ST before it didnt make sense (obvs) so I went back and started watching TNG. I didn’t want to start with the original series because honestly my attention span is garbage and I just was always curious about Data and so I started with him.

What movie(s) always comforts you?

Twister, Forrest Gump, The Lion King (1994). I’m currently wearing Lion King pjs lol. Pirate Radio is a relaxing feel good movie, too.

Are you an arts-and-crafts person? If so, what types of art/craft do you enjoy?

I try SO HARD to be lol. So far during quarantine I’ve tried crochet, I’ve tried making string bracelets as if it was 2005 and I was in 8th grade again but I forgot how to make them and my brain refuses to re-learn its too full of music, nursing school, and data now. I tried coloring and lost patience. I have been working on a Quarantine Photo-Journal. Every day I post a tiny update and a few pictures (mostly memes since i cant leave the house and several Data photos lolololol) but my printer isn’t working right all of a sudden so I can’t print out any new pictures which I guess that one project I was really enjoying is out the window.

Do you have any planned projects to work on during self-isolation? If you’ve started any and you’re willing, share a photo of what you’re working on!

Here’s a pic of page like 3 or something lol

If you had to recommend an art or craft for people to get into, what would you recommend and why?

Man. Just do what makes you happy. I saw someone on TikTok making GIANT ass Worms on Strings and honestly. Pure genius.

What are your favorite YouTube channels? Why do you like them?

Achievement Hunter. Rooster Teeth. Markiplier. They make the funny. Various ASMR channels. They make the sleep.

What is the weirdest YouTube video you’ve ever watched?

Conspiracy Theory videos probably. I don’t really know.

Recommend a book or book series to read!

Across the Universe trilogy by Beth Revis read it and fangirl with me I am so alone.

Are there any books that you’ve read multiple times? If you could re-read a book that you loved as if it were the very first time, what book would you choose?

The Islander by Cynthia Rylant. I don’t know why but the first time I read it it just transported me into the middle of it and it was amazing (I was like 11) and it was so mysterious and everything. I’d like to read that one like the first time. Also Living Hell by Catherine Jinks did a similar thing

What’s your favorite book genre? Why do you enjoy it?

Science Fiction. Because I like science. and Fiction and space and robots and things.

If you were to write a fanfiction about your own life, how would it go?

LOL The tags would be like : #depression #anxiety #ptsd #childhood abuse #adulthood abuse #i miss having sex but at least i dont wanna die #except i still do #twsuicideideation #badluck #dontread lol

What’s the best fanfiction that you’ve ever read (or the top three if you can’t choose just one )? What about it made an impression on you?

My brain hurts too much to pick a top three but I will say I am currently reading May I by @ladyfogg and it’s been giving me the squishy feels and I am loving it and ya’ll should read it. Her OC is relatable and also inspiring and I think at this point I don’t need to mention Data anymore. (But I did).

Do you listen to podcasts? What kind of podcasts do you listen to?

Off Topic podcast and used to listen to RT podcast when Burnie was still on. IDK what kind of podcast that is other than ‘usually wild’

If you could make your own podcast, what would it be about and who would you invite to make a guest appearance?

It would be about anything and everything. I’d invite anyone for an appearance lol

Are you addicted to Animal Crossing: New Horizons? If yes, what’s your favorite thing about it so far?

Yes. My favorite thing has to be CUBE. CUBE I LOVE CUBE. I WOULD DIE FOR CUBE.

If you had to recommend ONE video game, what would it be and why?

Cube. I mean, Animal Crossing.

Have you tried any new recipes lately? If yes (and if they were good), share it with the class! I’m sure everyone is as bored with the same old foods as I am by this point.

I am too lazy to cook even when I want to so I always end up getting take out or delivery.

What is your favorite website to waste time on? (Is it, perhaps, tumblr?)

Tumbebells. (Tumblr yes)

How are you finding ways to stay connected with your friends and family? From video calling to playing online games, what would you say has worked the best for you?

Nothing. I’m sitting here wallowing in deep loneliness and it’s killing me. It’s just my grandma and my cat and that’s why I can’t go out or work (I am a Patient Care Associate and I know the hospitals could use help but my grandma is 83 years old and it’s too high of a risk for her for me to be working in a hospital and coming home from there).

If you have pets, first of all share some photos! Second, how have you been spending your time with them?

LOLA. L-O-L-A LOLA. LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LOLA She doesn’t leave me alone. Her new trick has been LAUNCHING her 7lb body on to my back while I’m standing and pretending she’s my goddamn backpack. And earlier today she decided to pull the socks out of my sock drawer. Because she loves me.

Share your general quarantine experience so far. How are you handling it?

Bad. I often forget to take my meds, we’ve been on “spring break” from nursing school this week so I have 0 sense of time and no routine and I’ve sometimes been going to bed at 4am, sometimes 4pm, sleeping until like 9-11 regardless and I spend 95% of the day in bed. I can’t be bothered to change, sometimes can’t be bothered to really eat, and I care 0% about showering and Doing Anything. lol

I mean it’s been great guys. Ba-da-ba-ba-ba I’m lovin’ it!

I did somehow loose 2lbs without trying tho. That’s a total of 7.8lbs lost since March. Only 125 more to go BUT THE GYM IS CLOSED AND IT HAS BEEN COLD AND RAINING.

I’ll shut up.

I tag @lyrslair, @ladyfogg @datalaur and anyone else who sees this and wants to do it even tho its really long and I fucked up the layout so instead of 25 questions they’re ALL NUMBER 1. lol

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