#i came up w this idea all the way back when them's the breaks kid aired

[mari-the-bimbo]

First things first. I love your writings. Especially the ex-husband ones❤

Two I hope you don't mind me requesting a ex-husband geto?

-🌼

Ex husband Geto

A/N: Ohhh you ATE with this idea I’m getting butterflies just thinking about it 😫 Happy late valentines my loves!! 🫶🏽💗

Ex husband Geto is a terrifying blend of ex husband Gojo and Nanami’s worst traits. He is extremely unhinged like his white haired best friend but good at playing nice guy like Nanami.

He’s ‘respectful’. Always paying a sum of money to spend on yourself as well as child support, always bringing chocolates when visiting, always insisting to stay over and help out with your daughter when you’re on your period (he knows your cycle because he refuses to log out of your Flo partners account from back when you were married hehe), and he does it all with a small smile on his face.

He loves his precious baby daughter so much! She inherited his dark hair but your enchanting eyes and smile. His eyes soften at the way she giggles just like you when he presses kisses to her rosy cheeks. His little girl loves playing with her dad’s long black hair. He was born to be a girl dad.

However Geto still struggles with boundaries. You try to shake it off when his fingers touch your waist or when he ‘accidentally’ still calls you sweetheart. “sorry bad habits” he dry chuckles. He’s admitted he’s struggling to get over his feelings for you so you try to be nice about it.

But what you can’t shake off is the way he always happens to know where you are, or he always happens to turn up just before a date, or the way he always whispers a question to your daughter when you leave the room.

Geto’s fixation with you definitely makes his own mental wellbeing spiral, but this man is self aware, this man knows the effect you have on him since the day you left.

So if you ever had the audacity to break his heart and see another man behind his back, it’s over for you.

You’ll be confused when you hear the doorbell ring at 11 in the night. Once you spot the familiar black Bugatti, you open the door, “Geto? The kids are at my moms so-“

“And why’s that y/n?” he cuts you off, his chilling voice suddenly calling you by your actual name rather than sweetheart, as he barges into the house and towers over you, black stands of his hair falling forward.

“You just throw your daughter away to go on dates?” He accuses you and the change from his usual gentleman demeanour unsettles you as his dark eyes burn into you.

“W- what are you talking about? I’m allowed to go on dates and take my daughter to her nans Geto! And how did you know I-“

“You knew-“ he seethes as he inches closer to your face. “You knew I’m struggling to get over you but I’ve been so nice to you and this is how you thank me?”

Some part of your subconscious knows you don’t owe him anything but the rest of you wants to give in. You gulp down your nerves but it was futile in front of a man who could easily have his way with you.

You take a deep breath before beginning, “listen Geto, I’m sorry.. I didn’t mean to hurt you, that’s the last thing I want.” Is it?

“Don’t let it happen again” he says in a voice that is so soft, contradicting his threatening words. But you know best not to take it lightly.

See that’s the thing with ex husband Geto, he lures you in with his sweetness so well, you become too scared to get on his bad side, you always want the good side.

You watch him place a bouquet of Japanese pink camelia flowers on the table, making your eyes widen. “Geto-“

“I came here to give you some flowers for valentines” he explains quietly, “all I wanted was to show you my feelings are sincere whether we’re married or not” he guilt trips you and you know you’re falling for it when he towers over you and holds your face in his large hands. You always do when it came to your beloved ex husband.

So you’re complicit when you picks you up and places you on the sofa, his large hands move to your thighs, groping and kissing them, chuckling when you gasp at his fingers fiddling with the lining of your underwear.

“I know you just needed some love sweetheart, but you don’t have to go to other men, that’s what I’m here for” he convinced you as he ties up his long black hair but his eyes are still interlocked with yours.

And that’s how you always end up getting fucked by your psycho ex husband. Legs dangling in the air as you scream while he gets all the right spots with that skilful tongue of this.

Pink camellia flowers (aka/ tsubaki) are known to express a deep romantic longing and persistent desire.

[penkura]

OP Men as Dads Part 2

Note: I chose to do another five OP men for this one!! My brain won't shut off about these men being dads, I'm losing it omg. I hope these are good, I kind of struggled a little but just wrote whatever came to mind. Maybe I can do a part three at some point with more of them! I have a small idea for Mihawk and Franky, but that's it so far. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy! Sticking baby Ace for the image because I got nothing else lol.

Part One Here!

Kid is a boy dad, I’m sorry he just is. I can’t see him with a daughter really, unless she’s the youngest and was a surprise. But anyway! He’d have three boys that were all three years apart, and all are exactly like him. You really do love your sons and husband, but how you wish at least one of your boys was calm. The four of them are always roughhousing to the point you’ve had to set rules to keep from Kid accidentally hurting them, or your children from breaking things when he isn’t involved. When you have a set of twins a few years after your third son, another two boys, you’re done and just accepting your fate as a boy mom. You and Kid love all your boys though, neither of you would change anything, especially when your youngest ends up being a momma’s boy who’s finally calm and would rather spend his time with you than anyone else. Kid isn’t jealous, he swears.

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Usopp I can see with two girls! A few years between them, and they’re both the light of his life aside from you of course! Every story he tells them before bed makes them both so excited to grow up and become Pirates themselves, brave women of the sea! The oldest will want to help Usopp and Franky with inventions and fixing up the ship, while the youngest wants to be a sniper like her dad. You have no complaints about either one of those, more than grateful they both want to take after Usopp and following in his footsteps. Your girls absolutely love their dad, you get a little jealous sometimes, but getting to watch the three of them bond is your favorite thing in the world. It might make him a little emotional, especially after not having Yasopp around as he grew up.

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Shanks, I’m sure a lot are wondering about, would be such a great dad, we’ve seen him with Luffy and Uta, there’s no way he’d let down his biological kids imo. I see him with a son first, one with his hair that’s even more wild, and then twin girls! They’d all be about four years apart in age, but they’d run him ragged day in and day out. He'd teach your son how to wield a sword and help him develop his Haki, while your daughters will learn more hand to hand combat, though your youngest will join the sword lessons when she’s ready. When they’re little, he lets your girls put pins and braids in his hair, while telling all three of them stories about his time on the sea. The rest of the crew adores your children, Shanks knew they’d all be great uncles to your little ones.

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SHACHI WOULD SUCH A GOOD DAD OMG. You think I’m pushing Penguin propaganda, I’m here for Shachi now too. He’ll have two boys within two years of each other, yes the second is a surprise but so beyond welcomed, and then several years later a little girl that has all three of them wrapped around her finger! Your daughter would have his red hair, she’d just be the prettiest little thing, with chubby cheeks and her hair pulled back into two little ponytails. Your sons would have a mix between your hair and Shachi’s, both taking more after their dad in personality than anything. Of course, Shachi will teach all three of them to defend themselves, but especially your daughter since she’s the baby and he just wants her to be safe, even with her big brothers as her guardians.

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Rosinante, Corazon, however we wish to call him, he would be the best dad out of this group, I’m sure of it. Apart from taking in Law, he’d have two of his own children, a girl first and then a boy a couple years later. Law would act as a big brother to the two, it’d be the cutest thing ever. While your daughter would be outgoing and ready to take on the world, your son would much shier and would rather hide himself behind you or Corazon, normally his dad though. Corazon would NOT let Doflamingo around them; he’d probably keep the three of you a secret, maybe even his adoption of Law too, just to keep you all safe. He’s lost family before, he doesn’t want it to happen again, even if that means picking up and moving you all where his brother can’t find you. Apart from that, Corazon would make sure all of you had everything you needed, and your son would hold onto him through everything.  Your daughter would attach more to Law, but that’s perfectly fine, he’s accepted her as his new little sister and wants to protect her, he wants to protect your son too where he can. Your daughter would also want to keep her baby brother safe, not one of you would let a thing happen to a hair on his head. Corazon finally has a family again, a family of his own, he’s not letting anything happen to any of you anytime soon.

[genshin-squabbles-and-wobbles]

a headcanon where genshin bois broke up with you but saw you years later with thier child at 3 yeares old? Scara, xiao, zhongli and tighnari

Oh, you have an evil soul, I know that for sure. You want suffering, oh you drink my tears as coffee, I like you. I'll have fun with this one a bit. Also, sorry for the spelling errors, I try to fix them when I see them, however, I tend to type wayyy to fast. Or messy.

Scaramouche: ══ ❀•°❀°•❀ ════ ❀•°❀°•❀ ════ ❀•°❀°•❀ ══

You guys broke up because at some point in the relationship, it was getting too overwhelming, and toxic.

Scaramouche outbursts or his snide remarks became a ticking time bomb for you.

It was hard for you to feel loved at this point, and apparently it was hard for him to show it because he wanted to be stubborn.

The breaking point was where you came to him, head to head, this was going to determine your break up with him.

"Say something nice about me, say you love me, say anything, please do anything." You were pleading. You didn't want to leave but, it was starting to get to you.

His response? "What is wrong with you? Are you some kind of child?"

That was it, you broke up with him. This made his jaw drop, of course he protested, he grabbed you a lot, yelled at you. But you finally got free and left him, you went into hiding because he wasn't going to give up.

Along the way, you found out that you were pregnant, with twin boys, with his kids. In your head, you are like "How???" since he is a puppet.

Years later, your two little boys are grown and they are playful happy innocent toddlers. They were holding your hands and laughing. They both had Scaramouche face, but a happy and child like face.

You were happy, until you backed up a tiny bit and bumped into someone. You turned and saw it was Scaramouche.

You immediately panicked and picked up both of your boys and held your weapon to his face.

"W-What is this...? Who are they??" He was angry already and confused. He didn't understand why there are two little him. Was he being replaced, by better versions of himself. He grabbed her shoulder and shook her and yelled at him.

"They're your sons!" You yelled and cried, You pushed him and took her books and ran away.

He was left behind stunned, after a few minutes, he clenched his hands into fist. If you want him to be apart of the twin's life, you need to be patient. He will take a while to come around, and he will be difficult about it.

However, when he does, he becomes the most protective father, he would shield them from the past he had. He would never abandon him, he would teach them his bad attitude as way for them to stand up for themselves.

He won't admit it, but he grew fond of his boys because he felt they were children, just as him, and they understood him despite not realizing it.

As for you though, he still has issues getting along with you and would pick fights with you. He is sometimes loving but you are a little drained.

Xiao ── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅──── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅──── ⋅✩

You guys broke up peacefully, you both agreed it was for the best, he can't provide for your mortal needs and you have nothing to offer a troubled Adepti

You two parted always peacefully.

A few months later, your belly was getting swollen, but you had no idea why, after all, there is no way you could give birth to a half adeptus and half mortal right?

Well surprising motha fucka, nature is fucked up.

You were surprised and stressed, you don't know how to take care of a baby who is half Yaksha. How do you handle Karmic Debt?

Like does he poop spirits or dreams?

Once you gave birth, you realized the little girl had his dad's Yaksha marks on her arm and his diamond on her forehead. She had his green hair.

Overtime, you ended up figuring it out, thanks to taking care of Xiao time to time, you are aware of the child's needs more than enough.

You are dealing with a teleporting Child who can throw a tantrum to the size of a stadium but you have your ways.

Years ahead, you were feeding your little girl food ordered from Wanshu inn. You wanted her to enjoy the best of the best.

What you didn't know is that Xiao was watching, he was horrified, one for that he isn't the only Yaksha anymore and moreso, that this little girl looked like him, had his demon slayer markings.

You let your little girl use the bathroom, as you waited outside for her, guarding the door to prevent anyone from entering. You wanted her to be more independent in public places, this was one way.

This was Xiao chance to catch you alone, he appeared in front of you, he was very close to you, and you jolted and got scared.

"Who....Who is that little girl?" He looked into your eyes, scared but wanted to know more.

You stuttered a bit. "U-Um..."

He comes closer to you where your chest his touching his chest. "Tell me now." He asked sternly. He was upset of course, because why did she never tell him? They never had much fights but he at least deserved to know.

You felt a hug on your leg and crying. "M-Mama!" It was your little girl. You immediately picked her up and began to comfort her. "Shh, it's okay, mommy is okay."

Xiao immediately backed away, guilt was heavy on his chest, he never meant to scare....her.

You sighed and showed her to him. "Little one, do you know who is this?"

Your little girl will mostly by shy and scared of him, and Xiao will immediately show sadness to this, however, with your encouragement, she would try her best to look at Xiao. "This is your father, sweeite."

Your little girl touches Xiao's face and Xiao blushes and smiles, as he can't help it when it comes to little hands on his face.

He was hesitant at first but, he gently put his hands up and looked at you for consent.

You nodded and smiled, he passed your little girl over to him, where your little girl became his too. Your little girl naturally snuggled into his neck, sucking her thumb as Xiao shushes and coo's her gently.

As soon as Xiao held this little girl, he immediately sworn to protect her with his life, and held her protectively. He looked at you and placed his arm around your back and pulled you in for a group hug.

He asked if he could talk to you on what he can do to fix the relationship with you, and what can he do more as a father. He immediately fell in love with you little girl and even if you don't get back together, he would often visit, with presents, he would take her with him when you need breaks. He is a good dad, with co parenting or not.

Zhongli ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

You guys broke up because you just happened to not feel connected anymore. You guys just fell out.

You guys lived in differently eras and world and its hard to connect with him on some things.

You guys never really had a fight, but you used to talk everyday and now, you guys barely talk at all, touch each other or even just, try.

Zhongli brought this to your attention, and he isn’t a time waster, so and he doesn’t want to waste your time, so you guys broke up and moved on.

Until few months later, you found you that you were pregnant, you were in between telling him or not, but you realize that he is on vacation...he wants a break, so you kept this to yourself.

You raised his son by yourself, he looked exactly like you, but his powers are no doubt Zhongli's, and his dragon habits and nature as well.

You were eating out with your wonderful son, he was running around and saying hello to everyone until he ran into Zhongli. He bummed into Zhongli and fell back.

Zhongli looked down and offered a hand and kind smile. "Are you okay, little friend?" The little boy smiles cheerfully and took his hand and got up.

Once you came and bend your knees to check for wounds and see if he is okay, Zhongli was surprised and would greet you. You would greet him back and you would smile at him, while picking your son up.

However, once Zhongli saw the little boy do his dragon habits such as teething, or biting your shirt, he recognized it immediately.

At first he won't say anything and would act like nothing happen, he actually wait for you to reveal it.

However, once you didn't and you were gonna leave him, he immediately grabbed your shoulder, and will call you out. "This child...he is mine kin isn't he? Why weren't you willing to reveal this to me?"

Zhongli wants to be in this kid's life, he wants to pass down his knowledge and memories to him, he wants to teach him everything, this was new to him but he wants to be responsible.

Despite how harsh it is, a child between two lovers is a contract where they both need to parent, and he is happy to do it. He would really want to show his son the world and his victories.

Tighnari ── •✧• ──── •✧• ──── •✧• ──── •✧• ──

There would be two reason why you and Tighnari break up, one would be because he was too busy to even be in your life, and second would be that his scolding makes it hard for you to connect with him, as he was too nitpicky at the smallest things. This can be at small things such as how you handle things like chores, to bigger things like how you store items to quest to other things.

Things ended sadly, not miserable but, just it was sad and heartbreaking. It was hard to move on, the relationship you guys had was different but special.

You found out you were pregnant at a doctor check up one day, also because Sumeru had free healthcare so why not go to doctors as a hobby :)

You were freaking out, how do you take care of a fennec fox hybrid? What do they even eat? Should you only feed them veggies? Or feed them meat as well?

A lot of things were running in your head.

Years later, you got accustomed to your little girl, you groomed her tail and ears, and fed her what she liked.

You often go on walks in Sumeru forest, you wanted her to be in touch with her fox side. You want her to be free.

You patted her head, as you held her hand and walk, you stopped by a beautiful waterfall and watched. Your little girl was playing in the water.

Tighnari was behind you, stunned, he was processing, he already put two and two together, since he is a smartass from the smartass skool.

You turned around and jolted. "O-Oh, y-you are here..." You were startled.

It took him a few minutes to look at you and back at the little girl. His ears flopped a bit as she slowly pointed at the little girl speechless.

You sigh and nodded, knowing you can't outsmart him or lie to him.

You went to take your little girl's hand and brought her to him.

Tighnari kneeled down and took a good look at her, despite never meeting her, he knew, this little girl was his.

He would questioned and ask if you were a single mother and if you are seeing anyone, and would ask if maybe he can try being in her life, however he is just as busy, but he thought maybe take her on walks with him.

You were fine with it either way, you desire nothing from him though, if he wanted to be in your daughter's life, that's fine, but you want nothing to do with him.

He noticed this and felt conflicted.

Overtime, he would try and get you to trust him again, spend time with you and her as a family, but you would refuse and keep your distance.

Tighnari would be frustrated and sad over it, you can tell that his tail was losing hair, he understands why you refuse to take him back but Fennec Foxes mate for life.

It's in his nature, he wants to be dedicated to you, and he is becoming stressed from the rejection from you.

[yrqrnc]

𖤐 ִֶָ 𓂃 STRAY KIDS : SMILING WEIRD AT THEM UNTIL THEY NOTICE

genre: fluff, crack, pranks

pairing: skz x reader

bringing the tiktok pranks back bcs i need funny headcanon ideas to write 😁🙏🏻

some member's parts might be a bit shorter than the rest bcs i wrote some while being sugar high at 2:50 in the morning so pls excuse that

leave comments, reblog, and feedbacks pls <3

𖤐 CHAN : —

is 70% concerned 30% holding his laugh

you approached him and started a normal conversation on a very normal thursday afternoon so he thought everything was nice and ok in the house and with you???

he guesses not, a minute or two into the talk 😟

bcs why are you smiling at him in a way that would summon his sleep paralysis demon at night???

he already sleeps so less now he fears he will have to sleep even less.

is too worried to say anything about it because what if this is actually your true smile and you’re just getting comfortable around him and he hurts your feelings by making a comment about it?

right????

but he’s also starting to get scared because wHAT HAPPENED TO HIS BABY YOU’VE NEVER DONE THIS BEFORE 😭😭😭 WHAT WENT WRONG ⁉️

PLS BRING THEM BACK 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

doesn’t say anything but gets so tensed during the convo and gives you this look that has you breaking character shortly after, bcs you burst out laughing and going back to that cute big smile he was used to and the one he adored.

(sorry, writer-break-in: now if anyone comments abt how they ugly laugh, i’m gonna smash my guitar on your head. chris says that’s cute, so it’s cute. you don’t get a say.)

then he’s like “oh ☺️ that’s it. here they are <3”

thinks about it when he lays in his bed at night tho

might make him rethink everything and consider your health (mental & physical) for a couple days 😕👎🏻

𖤐 MINHO : —

right, ok. so, he notices it so quick

this man is VERYYY very very observant and he knows you like the back of his hand

so the moment you flash your worst smile as he’s in the midst of talking, taking just the chance when he looked to the side for a sec—

he catches it from his peripheral vision, snaps his head at you and he goes 🤨⁉️ (15% concerned 85% judging)

stares at you silently for a while after that, trying to figure you out

🧍🏻😾❓️ (yes.)

when you act completely normal and ask him why he stopped, telling him to continue and all that, he cautiously goes back to saying what he had been talking about

but then you pull your shit again and he catches it this time too right away

(bcs he’s always looking at you when he’s talking. he looks at you when you’re talking too. he looks at you. he just loves looking at you, that’s honestly it. bro is just an eye-contact and make their knees weak type of person)

and he knows he isn’t high

looks straight at you and goes — “what’s wrong with this one... 😐”

and you’re all like “what??? 😠🦿🦿 what’s wrong w me???” bcs how dare he say that in that tone

“why are u making yourself look like that plushie whose face doongie scratched up last week”

LMAOOOO 😭😭😭 SAVE YOURSELF

so you’re throwing hands now (& terribly failing) and this is the only part of your stupid prank that minho is finding fun

𖤐 CHANGBIN : —

HELP.

doesn’t know if he should laugh or cry someone pls take him away from you 🙁🙏🏻

he’s just casually telling you about this sick rap that he came up with yesterday night in the studio

and you’re nodding and laughing, and he turns to focus on you more and finds you like: 😁 i mean 👹???

and the lOOK THAT PASSES THROUGH HIS EYES AND THE WAY HIS SMILE DROPS SO SLOWLY

WITH AN EYE TWITCH TOO

LORD HELP ME

no HELP SEO CHANGBIN ACTUALLY

bro freezes but then he tries to play it chill, chuckling and being like “right... 😄☝🏻 hahah hahahahah so i was saying... ”

but you keep doing it and he can’t ignore it anymore 😔

“...baby what’s wrong? do you feel sick?” and that too in such a scared voice yOU CAN'T KEEP UP THE ACT ANYMORE

once you tell him it’s a prank, relief washes over him like cold water on a scorching hot summer day and he laughs along with you

might haunt him when he’s alone in his studio at midnight tho

𖤐 HYUNJIN : —

judges you.

no i’m not even gonna try to be funny first

HE JUDGES 👨‍⚖️

you do it and he instantly goes “😦😣 what the fuck”

and you’re like “what? what happened?”

and he doesn’t even know what to say

then he switches up just as quickly and starts yapping again

but you do it again too

and he’s so fed up he goes “dude tf wrong w u 🙄”

and when you keep doing it, he starts iMITATING YOU TO MOCK YOU😭😭

now you’re both just flaring your teeth and gums at each other while cackling in between too, and anyone watching would’ve started praying honestly

later that day, after finding out it was a prank he’s just thinking... why is my partner like this... 😟

he loves u tho <3

𖤐 JISUNG : —

honestly bro...

he finds you adorable :(

like, you guys are casually talking one evening

and he’s telling you about this new anime he watched recently, that almost made him cry

and he’s telling you the amazing sad plot and all, and out of nowhere you just 😁

first he’s really caught off guard bcs... girl (gn!) what 😟 i said??? i almost???? CRIED??? HEARTBREAK?????

but then he just looks at you as you keep up w the goofiness when he speaks again, and he thinks to himself

:(“i love this idiot so much even tho i do feel half irritated and offended right now”

bcs even if you’re pulling your ugliest smile rn, he loves that sparkle in your eyes as you stifle a laugh back and the way almost break character everytime you make eye contact with him

sorry guys this is getting soft but

jisung just loves you very much ☹️☹️☹️

prank is all forgotten, you are just two young people in love <3

𖤐 FELIX : —

i would say he already knows what the trend is, but that’s really boring so let’s pretend that he’s actually getting fooled here.

the moment he sees u doing it, that epic felix thing happens again— where his smile gradually just drops and he has that :0 face in the funniest way

he isn’t sure if he should speak bcs what if that unleashes more of that demon in u 😓

he’s torn between two things actually: should he hug you and try to squish the demonic smile out of you, or should be just stay away and give u your space until ur okay again

bcs he isn’t sure about how fine you are with the way you’re smiling at him right now

he might just be like:

“haha hahahahah hahahah ok we laughed now can we pls have my partner and their sweet smile back 🙁”

genuinely doesn’t know what to do

half of him is scared, half finds you very cute, some other bits are thinking of ways to get back on a a prank of his lololololz

he decides to continue speaking bcs maybe you’ll get distracted by the talk and come back to him normally again

doesn’t happen. so now he’s just there and thinking abt how to fix u 😞🙏🏻

𖤐 SEUNGMIN : —

you hate him

you hate him so bad

he doesn’t give you any reaction AT ALL 😐👎🏻

you start off gentle at first, right, like doing it when he wasn’t looking and then gradually more intensely and so he could clearly see

but nothing. no weird looks. no comments. no judgement.

NOTHING AT ALL?!^#^*@#,

at some point you get all up in his face and you’re like 😁😁😁👹😁😁😁👹😁😁❓️❓️❓️

and mf just keeps talking like nothing is wrong or off

it gets you more and more frustrated with each passing second but man, if you’d put that irritation aside and looked more closely into his facial expressions,

you would’ve seen the way the corner of his mouth lifted in the slightest and that glint of mischief in his eye

but you don’t 🙄

when you finally give up and go “babe why aren’t you asking me why i’m smiling weird??? 😕”

he... he says... he’s like—

“huh? but don’t you always smile like that?”

damn y/n 😥💔 that’s how it was huh

you’re abt to poke his eyeballs out and then shit tears yourself

jk dw tho he’s just teasing you

he stays with felix enough to know about these ideas

and from how you’ve done multiple pranks on him before, everytime you do something weird or out of place now, he just assumes you’re onto some prank

𖤐 JEONGIN : —

HE GETS SCARED PLS DONT😭

NO LIKE he actually starts taking it in all the wrong ways

when he sees you smiling like that.. there’s this STORM of emotions that starts cooking up inside him 😭

“are they ok” “are they mad at me and trying to play it off” “is this a trick move” “is this a prank and if so how should i react that it would make me seem cool and—”

but then... SUDDENLY

he suddenly remembers this piece of information he read on the internet LONG time back, like, AGES ago !! that said like

if someone is having a stroke or about to, their smile will be crooked / really weird and off/abnormal

....

no way... right ?

HIS BABY 😟😕🥺🥺😭😭😭 (emojis are satire im not—)

“...baby 😨😰 i think... i think you’re about to have a stroke 😣 or ARE YOU HAVING IT ALREADY 😰😢😢 HAS IT STARTED😭⁉️”

now ur not sure if u should stop or continue and whether u should laugh, cry or bonk him in the head

but he’s just a jeongin 🙁🎀

[owliellder]

The Finer Details

Post DI! Leon Kennedy x f! Painter Reader

MDNI 18+

(Session 1, Session 2, Session 3, Session 4, Session 5, The Reveal)

Description: Leon realizes that retirement is in his best interest now that he's getting older. All of his accomplishments as an agent mean he's truly earned a painting to commemorate..

Warnings: Not Proofread, Age gap! (reader is anywhere between mid-late 20's and Leon is 40), Porn w/ Plot, Use of she/her pronouns, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Alcoholism, mentions of trauma/PTSD/depression, P in V smut (wrap it NEOW), Leon cries during sex 💔

Tags: Older Leon Kennedy, Younger afab!Reader, Leon is SAD but he is your muse, Crying, mentions of Leon masturbating, starts off with Dom! Leon and Sub! Reader, falls into switch territory because that man needs some serious TLC, Praise kink, Hickeys, Handjob, Nipple play, Oral sex (m! and f! receiving), and a heavy dose of Aftercare

Author's Note: I write these at work and I work nightshift all alone in a little gatehouse, right? I kid you not 3 coyotes were staring at me through the door and I didn't even notice. I saw them running by on the cameras but I honestly thought it was just a group of feral cats cause they were so small.

Anyways, thank you for 300 followers!! I'm geekin' out over that! And Friday morning the last chapter will be out 😈🙏

Cross-posted on AO3

Session 5: Finishing Touches

The word excited was a vast understatement when it came to seeing you again.

Leon's heart was thrumming against his chest as he stood silently in front of your apartment door. His hand was raised up halfway, ready to knock, but a sudden wave of anxiety was holding him back. He was at your apartment. Your apartment.

The drive over was relatively short, it was closer than your workspace, yet he felt confident the entire way here. Now here he was, frozen in place, worried his knock would be too loud or make him seem desperate, even. A ridiculous thought, obviously the man knew that, but it gripped his mind nonetheless.

You must've had a sixth sense, having opened the door before he'd built up the courage to actually knock, when all reality you just recognized the sound of his motorcycle at this point. The sweet smile you gave Leon was enough to draw him into your apartment. He was quick to take his jacket off since he was sweating bullets, hanging it up on the coat rack next to your front door.

You could tell he was nervous just by how jittery he was, it was endearing yet worrisome at the same time. Seeing how worked up you made him was adorable, but at the same time you didn't want him to feel uncomfortable around you.

"Sit wherever, Mr. Kennedy. My house is yours." You placed a hand on his bicep to try and ease him, smile still remaining as you watched him survey the living room. A quiet laugh fell from his lips as he trained his eyes on you. "It's Leon, please. Making me feel real old over here..." You rolled your eyes with a playful groan. It was just a formality you'd trained yourself to respond with when it came to clients. A hard habit to break since you'd never really dated any of them before now.

With a gentle pat, you slowly turned and walked off into your admittedly small kitchen where the faint sound of boiling water could be heard. It took a few seconds before Leon decided to follow you, not totally convinced to take a seat just yet. You glanced over your shoulder at him before turning back to reach up into one of your cabinets, pulling out a couple mismatched mugs. "You like chai?" He nodded, licking his lips at the idea of something to drink.

The man could only stand awkwardly a few feet behind you and watch as you grabbed a couple tea bags from another cabinet, setting reach bag in their respective mug. An electric kettle sitting atop your counter beeped once it reached the selected temperature, prompting you to grab the handle and pour the water into the mugs.

You covered the mugs to let them steep, turning around to lean back against the edge of your counter so you could look at Leon. He looked like a lost puppy, hands in the pockets of his jeans as he took in your kitchen. With a sympathetic sigh, you pushed yourself from the counter and looped your right arm through his, leading him out of the kitchen back towards your living room. "Get comfortable, I'll bring the tea over here, okay?"

He just let you lead him over to the couch, sitting down at your request with a meek nod. He really should be more confident than this, but he was far out of practice when it came to women. The idea of messing this up for himself was terrifying.

Leon's head followed you as you walked around to the front of the couch, watching as you set the mugs on the coffee table before sitting down next to him. He rested his hands on top of his thighs, eyes now stuck to the tea placed in front of him.

"Are you feeling alright? You look like you're gonna throw up." You meant this in a joking manner, even giggling a bit as you spoke, but Leon's head jerked away from the tea to look at you, eyebrows furrowed with worry as he shook his head. "No-.. No, I'm okay, just... Can I be honest?"

That kind of question never failed to make you nervous, and he was quick to pick up on that, clearing his throat after stumbling over his words. "It's... It's been a long time since I've done anything like this. Seeing someone."

Your mouth formed a small 'o' shape at his confession before falling back to that same sweet smile that you welcomed him in with. "You're right to be nervous, Leon. But hey," you paused to scoot closer to him, ".. I've had the privilege to learn a bit of backstory from you already, and after working with a few other agents before you, I have a general idea on just how taxing that kind of job can be."

Leon tightened his lips as he listened to you, worry still plain on his face. You were right and maybe that's why he grew to like you so easily. He didn't have to explain anything since you already knew the basic gist of it all, holding a level of understanding that most other potential partners wouldn't have.

You reached in front of him to grab the mug, carefully placing it in one of his hands before reaching further to grab the other, now having him hold the mug with both hands. He kept fidgeting with his jeans, clearly needing something to hold onto.

"I won't pry, the details of your job seem pretty intense, but I want you to know that I'll never turn you away, relationship or not." You'd grabbed your own mug now, looking down as you pinched your index and thumb on the paper end to the tea bag to jostle it a bit. "You've more than earned the time you have now to just be yourself."

Leon swallowed dryly, turning his attention down to where he was holding the mug in his lap. He didn't even know he needed to hear those words, but dammit were they definitely hitting home.

"Thank you." He managed to say, voice meek and slightly scratchy from just how dry his mouth had become. "You... have a way with words?" He breathed out a chuckle to which you followed up with a laugh of your own. Despite feeling so vulnerable and awkward, he still managed to make a joke.

You closed your eyes as you brought the mug up to your lips, taking a sip of the now perfectly warm tea before opening them again to give the man next to you a smirk. "What a charmer you are, huh?"

And just like every other time the two of you had been around each other, Leon started to relax by the hour; talking more, joking more, getting closer to you, and once you both finished up the tea, he held onto your hand with his own.

He followed you around your apartment when you excitedly asked to give him a tour. It was small, a very humble one bedroom, one bathroom apartment, but to Leon it was probably the most comfortable place he'd ever been. So similar to your workplace in terms of decor, but now it was full of your more personal items.

The smell of the tea from earlier was beginning to fade, making way for the smell of just you, such a pleasant and intoxicating smell to the man.

Your bedroom was the biggest culprit so far, the two of you winding up sitting on the edge of your bed. Shamefully, he'd zoned out as you rambled on about whatever, just soaking in the feel of your comforter beneath his hands. It was soft, but definitely not as soft as your lips were.

While Leon was zoned out, his eyes had gotten stuck again, this time on your lips as they moved. You were focused somewhere else, looking forwards, not really paying attention to where he was staring. He so badly wanted to kiss you again, the last kiss didn't last nearly as long as he would've liked it to.

Leon knew his words would fail him and he wanted to act before his nerves got the better of him, leading him to moving his eyes up to yours, his hand reaching to gently hold under chin so he could turn your head to face him.

The feel of his hand caused you to pause your ramble, letting him turn your head to face him. He looked so handsome with that wanting look, his eyes flittering from your own and back down to your lips.

He seemed to know what he wanted, so you opted to just let him slowly pull you closer into a kiss, eyes closing as your lips touched his. It was a little longer than the kiss you shared the night before, but after pulling away and seeing the shy smile you had, he couldn't help but pull you right back in.

His eyebrows furrowed, hands finding their way to your back to pull you closer, one between your shoulder blades while the other on the small of your back. You arched against his touch, letting him angle you the way he wanted. Leon's hands moved to make way for his arms, biceps flexing as he tightly wrapped them around you. He had to hold on tight, fearing he would lose his little slice of heaven if he didn't.

Your lips felt amazing against his, so soft and pillowy. And god, the way your skin felt when he shifted one of his rough hands up under your shirt. He needed more, all of you.

He let out a low groan, almost a growl as he nibbled on your bottom lip before moving down to your neck. He leaned back a bit so his shoulders were resting against the head of the bed frame, managing to pull you even closer so your chest was pressed up a little higher than his, his head buried into the crook of your neck.

You breathed out a shaky breath as his hands began to wander again, still underneath your shirt. They went up and down your back, moving down to occasionally squeeze your waist. You made the prettiest sounds when he did.

Leon felt so needy, holding onto you like this, for dear life. He couldn't help it. You were his lifeline right now.

His lips trailed along the underside of your jaw and down the front of your throat, making sure to leave a trail of hickeys in their wake. He could feel you swallow and the vibrations from your moans, loving how alive you felt in his grasp.

You ran your fingers through his hair before gently tugging him away from your neck, tilting his head back ever so slightly so he was looking up at you. He was panting, breath cold against your spit-covered neck. You gave him the most endearing look, one hand trailing down to cup the side of his face. You didn't want him to worry even for a second.

"I'm not going anywhere." You whispered, running your thumb along his bottom lip before bringing him into another kiss. His grip on you loosened enough for you to carefully slide down and settle your upper half into his lap.

Leon's lip quivered as he watched you, hands trembling once you'd slid out of his grasp. Your words were comforting, but he couldn't hold onto you the way he wanted when you were down there. Though, with the way you rested your cheek against the bulge straining in his jeans, he wasn't all that worried anymore.

You watched your hand with a lazy smile as you stroked him over his jeans, both arms resting on his thighs to keep them spread apart. Leon needed love and care and you were more than willing to help him make up for the lost time.

After unbuckling his belt and pulling it off, you unzipped his jeans, sitting up to pull them down in the front. You looked up at him through your eyelashes, silently asking for permission to which he eagerly nodded his head. He even reached his hands down to help, but you swatted them away.

"Let me take care of you..." Carefully, you pulled the front end of his boxers down far enough for his cock to spring out and then up against his stomach, already leaking precum. Leon groaned as the cool air hit it, causing his hips to jerk up a bit.

You didn't want to tease the poor man, so you reached your hand up and gripped the base, pulling it upright and to the side slightly. You stroked him languidly before placing a gentle kiss against the shaft. He whined, his legs now starting to shiver from the adrenaline.

Leon never could've imagined he'd get this far with you tonight, let alone get to watch you stroke his dick while giving it kisses and little kitten licks. A pitiful moan was pulled from him when you wrapped your lips around the tip to suck, your hand now stroking him faster.

You were so careful with him, focusing on his pleasure, having even stopped a couple times to make sure he was feeling good and also just to tell him how good he was doing.

With his cock now deep in your throat, tears were streaming down his face, small sobs falling from his lips as you bobbed your head up and down. It was all so much; the smell of your bedding, the feeling your mouth wrapped around him, the sound of his own weak little cries hitting his ears.

"I'm-.. God I'm sorry- I-" He spoke breathlessly through the moans and sobs, hands fisted into your comforter as he began to worry he'd chase you away. You pulled your mouth off of him, hand moving from holding the base to stroking him again. "You're doing such a good job, Leon. Just let go for me.." With your hushed words, you quickly put your mouth back around him, going right back to deepthroating him.

His orgasm surfaced fast, throwing his head back with a high pitched whine as he all so suddenly came down your throat. After pulling away, you gave the tip of his cock a gentle kiss before tucking it back into his boxers for him, staring up at him while running your hand along his thigh.

It was hard for him to look down at you, his head feeling heavy. A few small tears fell here and there, but now he was able to give you a tired smile. "Was that alright?" You asked him again, voice raspy from deepthroating the man.

Leon huffed out through his nose, smile widening as he quickly sat up, reached down, and pulled you up so your chest was pressed against his again. He wrapped his arms around you, hugging you tightly once more before burying his face into your neck.

It would've taken years for him to open up like that with anyone else, but it was different with you. You already knew, you understood, you were patient with him.

You made him feel weak in the best way possible. For once in his life he didn't need to be that strong, stone-cold agent who didn't bat an eye at death. With you, he could be soft.

It only took a few more sessions for Leon's portrait to be finished. All that needed to get done was some finishing touches since little things tend to get smudged along the way. All a part of the process.

Unfortunately for Leon, you didn't let him see the final product, blocking his every attempt to see it while saying something about "You don't get to see the bride before the wedding!" Whatever that meant.

When you told him it would take about two months to dry, he turned into the biggest man-child you've ever seen. Leon was just as bad as Chris in that sense, only difference being Claire was there to help contain Chris when he tried to see their portrait. Now you were left to deal with Leon's shenanigans all on your own.

No matter how much he begged and pleaded, you didn't relent. Hell, you even chased him out of the building with a dirty paintbrush. Two months was too long to wait for something like that. You were basically torturing him.

Luckily for you and him, it was easy to distract the man with the promise of a comfortable night at your apartment with some takeout. Afterwards, he really only ever asked about the portrait when he saw you working on something else. By now you'd hidden the painting away from his prying mind to give it time to dry. Out of sight, out of mind.

In the meantime, you would sketch him at random; while he was sitting on your couch, with his glasses on, naked on the bed posing for you "like one of your french girls", which was pretty funny yet surprisingly helpful. It had been a long time since you had the chance to draw a nude model, and what better than the ex-agent you'd grown so fond of?

Now it was just a matter of playing the waiting game. Leon's portrait was made to be extra special, secretly working on it while he was sleeping or off at the gym. Sure it prolonged the drying process, but you can't rush perfection in the end.

tags!: @greywardensaywhat @xkittiecatx @httpsuguru @k-fallingstar @lysa1201 @bobastayhigh @pocketstoriesstore @agent-dessis-posts @klee-iii @missjoenowhere @bbjposay @lazuliglace @bigtiddiesimp @finsternisle @sweets3rial @sodacolablast (there's a few of you that tumblr wouldn't let me tag for some reason 😭)

[writingwithciara]

safe with me -matt sturniolo-

summary: after a brutal break up with her boyfriend, y/n goes to see her best friend chris but finds matt instead. she runs off after matt accidentally says something to upset her and she ends up on the beach in the middle of the night, not knowing what to do or where else to go.

word count: 3k

pairing: matt sturniolo x reader

notes: i really love the tv shows/movies where one of the main characters goes to a beach for some self-reflection and one of their close friends or love interests finds them and they have a serious conversation. thought it would fit perfectly with a sweetheart like matt. enjoy W: abu$e, trauma, swearing

"you've got to be fucking kidding me, y/n! what did i tell you about lying to me? you know what happens when you lie."

"david, please don't."

his large fist came in contact with her right cheek and she couldn't take it anymore. she could hear him apologizing but by this point in their relationship, she had learned to block out his empty apologies.

y/n sat in her car, remembering back to the events that occurred over an hour ago. she wiped the new tears that had fallen just as the old ones were dried.

she sat in the driveway of the sturniolo house, deciding if she should go in and drop her problems on chris like she usually did. there was a voice in her head that kept telling her that chris was getting tired of her problems with david. it happened more than once a week and the more it went on, the harder it was becoming to ignore that voice.

maybe chris really was getting tired of her drama. maybe he needed space.

she shook her head to get rid of the voice and got out of her car slowly. the walk to the front door seemed to get longer the more steps she took. it almost felt like while she was walking forward, she was also walking backward.

she checked herself in her phone reflection before knocking on the door. when nobody answered, she knocked again. after the 4th knock, she was about to leave when the door opened slowly.

"ugh, what?" it was matt. "oh. hey y/n. um, chris isn't here."

"oh. okay. i'll come back then." she sighed and turned around.

"you can come in and wait if you want. he should be back soon."

"alright." she kept her head down as she walked past him and into the living room. she sat on the couch and matt sat next to her.

"can i get you something to drink?"

"no thanks." she began to fidget in her seat. matt could tell she was anxious.

"okay. um, do you want to talk about something?"

"no. i'd really rather just sit here and wait for chris." she answered with a hint of attitude in her voice. matt wasn't sure if she meant it to come out that way or not so he just brushed it off.

"okay then."

the silence between them got louder every minute they sat there. and within 20 minutes, matt decided to speak up again.

"weren't you supposed to go out with david tonight to celebrate something special?"

"um...no." she pulled at her sleeves slowly and avoided matt's eye contact.

"you guys are really cute together, you know? he really loves you."

"no."

"what?"

"it was a mistake coming here. i gotta go." she stood up and rushed out of the house before matt could get any information out of her. on her way to her car, she passed nick and chris.

"hey, y/n. what are you-"

she ignored chris as she just kept running.

chris walked into the house and saw matt in the living room. "what just happened?"

"i have no idea." he shook his head. "she came here to talk to you and i let her wait in here. she was acting weird so i asked her if she wanted to talk. i even brought up david because he makes her happy. then she got up and left."

"i think i know what happened." chris shook his head.

"care to fill me in on what i did wrong?"

"it's about david."

"what about him?"

"that's all i can tell you about it. you need to go find her and talk to her."

"she's not gonna want to talk to me. we barely talk."

"yeah and the one time you guys get a few words in, you somehow manage to upset her." nick looked at his brother. "just stating facts."

"i'll be right back." chris walked out of the room, dialing a number on his phone. when he returned a minute later, he looked at matt. "she isn't answering her cell and she didn't answer her home phone either. you gotta go find her, matt."

"we're not really friends. so even if i wanted to, i have no idea where she is."

"use your instincts. you know her better than you think you do." chris patted his brother on the shoulder before heading to his bedroom.

matt sighed and grabbed his keys. he was going to have to search the depths of his brain to find y/n. he got in his car and started driving. the sun was already beginning to set and he didn't know where he was going to find y/n.

elsewhere, y/n was sitting on the beach she met the triplets at. her knees were up to her chest and her elbows rested across the top of them.

she was watching the sun set over the horizon while thinking about all the good times in her life. aside from the david mess, her life was good. the triplets made it good. especially chris. she couldn't think of a single moment in their friendship where he failed to cheer her up.

she thought about the moments with nick, as well as the few rare moments she had with matt. each of the triplets have made her feel better in their own way and she was grateful for the separate friendships they have given her.

by the time it was completely dark, y/n had been alone for almost two hours. she figured that was enough time with her thoughts and knew she had to go back to the house.

as she was about to stand up, someone sat next to her. she looked over to see matt.

"what are you doing here?"

"i came to talk to you. i feel really bad and stupid for what i said earlier. i most certainly did not mean to upset you. i just wanted to make you feel better."

"it's okay, matt. really." y/n sighed and pulled her knees back up. "i should be apologizing to you. i shouldn't have run out like that. but things happened and i wasn't ready to talk to you about them."

"i completely understand. and i know we're not the best of friends. more like acquaintances than anything really. but i'm here if you ever do need to talk. about anything."

"thank you, matt. i really appreciate it." she looked over at him and smiled. "i feel like you should know what's been going on."

"that's okay. you really don't have to tell me if you're not ready."

"no. i am. i had a lot of time to think over the last 2 hours and i decided that i should let the most important people know what's going on. and that includes you." she took a deep breath. "earlier, when you said that david loves me, it was a lie."

"what do you mean?"

"if he had really loved me, he wouldn't have hit me whenever he was mad. you're supposed to treat your loved ones with kindness and you're supposed to show that you care about them. not the opposite." she felt a few tears fall down her face and went to wipe them away but matt was already beating her to it.

"hey. come here." he held his arms out and she scooted closer. she rested her head on his shoulder and he stroked her back. "nobody deserves to be treated like that. least of all you. david is an idiot because you're one of a kind and should be treated as such."

they sat in silence for another 20 minutes before y/n spoke up again.

"i really appreciate this talk, matt. you have no idea how much."

"not a problem." he looked at her and wiped a few tears off her face again. it was then that he noticed the dark spot on her right cheek. he didn't see it before because she had it covered up with makeup. matt gently grabbed her chin and looked closer at it. "did he do thi to you?"

"y-yeah. but it's okay now. it doesn't hurt anymore."

"so what if it doesn't hurt anymore. it's not, okay. that is never okay." matt stood up. "i'm calling the boys and then we're gonna go give that bastard a taste of his own medicine."

"no, please don't." she muttered. suddenly, she was brought back to her fight with david. she was picturing him in matt's place, screaming harsh words at her. she pulled her knees up to her chest and threw her hands over her ears, sobbing uncontrollably.

matt watched as she began rocking back and forth in her spot on the sand. he wanted to help her but he wasn't sure what to do.

"y/n?" he reached out a hand and grabbed her shoulder gently.

she was about to fight him off, still thinking it was david. but when she opened her eyes and saw matt, she couldn't help but break down in his arms. he sat back down and held her as she sobbed.

"it's alright. let it all out." he stroked her hair and began humming a low tune. the song seemed to calm her down a little bit because her body stopped shaking, but he know she was still crying. "i am so sorry."

"it's not your fault, matt. he just...really fucked me up." she sighed. "thank you for being here. i don't know what i would've done if you didn't find me."

"i'll always be here, okay? i'm not going to let that asshole hurt you anymore."

"i don't know what to do, matt. i can't go home. he's there."

"you can stay with us as long as you want. he doesn't know where we live so you'll be safe. and if he ever finds you, i'll make sure to make him regret ever hurting you."

"okay." she looked up at him. "can we go back to the house? i'm freezing."

"yeah sure." he helped her stand up and they walked to his car. y/n got in and matt made sure she was buckled in her seat before getting in his side and reaching to the back seat. he handed her a hoodie nd received a small smile. "here. i always keep an extra hoodie in the car in case one of the boys gets cold during a video or something."

"thanks, matt." she slid it on over her clothes. "you really are like the mom of the group, aren't you?"

"it seems to be that way." matt started the car and drove towards his house. "you can sleep in my room if you want. i can take the couch."

"that's really sweet of you. but i can crash in chris' room. i don't want to kick you out of your comfort zone."

"you're not kicking me out. i offered."

"okay. fine. i'll take your bed. but i don't feel ocmfortable with you sleeping on the couch."

"i've done it before. it's no big deal."

"matthew, please?"

"it's already decided. you get the bed and i take the couch. plus, if that dumbass does find where we live, i'll be the first line of defense to make sure he doesn't get to you."

"oh wow. my knight in shining armor."

"that's me." he smiled and put the car in park. "let's go inside. chris is making burgers and i'm sure you're starving."

he was barely finished his sentence before she was out of the car and almost at the front door. matt chuckled to himself and followed her inside.

"oh thank god you're alright. i was so worried about you." chris pulled his best friend into a hug and rubbed her back. "please don't ignore my calls again."

"sorry, chrissy. my phone has been on 'do not disturb' since i left my house earlier. didn't want to see any calls or texts from david trying to weasel his way back in with empty apologies and fake promises."

"you're not going back there. ever again."

"i know. matt already offered to let me stay here as long as i wanted. even offered up his bed."

"wow, matt. how chivalrous of you." nick chimed in, knowing just how much matt hated giving up his own personal space.

"she really needs to sleep peacefully tonight and i know she would never get that sleeping in either of your rooms." matt smirked playfully at his brothers.

"if she's sleeping in your bed, where are you going to sleep?" chris asked, eyebrow raised in suspicion.

"i'm taking the couch."

"for how long?"

"as long as y/n is here. i want her to be safe and feel secure."

"okay. fair enough." chris went back to making dinner. "still upset she doesn't want to sleep in my room like she always does when she's over. but that's okay. you're right. she needs peace."

"thank you guys for letting me stay. i can't thank you enough."

"you're always welcome here anytime, y/n. you're practically family at this point." nick smiled and pulled her in for a hug. "i'm glad you're okay. you ran out of here really fast earlier."

"sorry about that. i was just really emotional."

"you don't have to apologize. i understand."

"dinner is ready." chris announced to the group and everyone got their burgers together.

as they ate, matt turned on a random movie. it ended up being y/n's favorite movie and she was more thankful than ever that she had the boys by her side.

after the movie was over, nick and chris went to their rooms to get ready for bed while y/n followed matt to his room.

"i have some old clothes that would probably fit you." he went through his drawers and pulled out a shirt and pajama pants that were too small for him. "you can get changed in here. be right back."

matt left the room and y/n quickly got changed. the shirt was bigger on her than she thought and she was thankful she was wearing pants or it would look like she wasn't wearing anything. matt knocked on the door a few seconds later.

"you're good. come in." y/n sat on the bed and looked at her phone. matt came in and put his clothes in the laundry basket.

"just came in to say goodnight." matt stood at the doorway. "if you need anything, come wake me."

"got it. thanks again."

"no problem. goodnight."

"goodnight, matt." y/n smiled and curled up under the blanket.

3 hours later, matt found himself wide awake, staring at the living room ceiling. he could hear y/n tossing and turning in the other room and he knew she was most likely having a nightmare. his assumptions were proved true when he heard her sobbing.

matt wasted now time running into the room. when he got there, y/n was still asleep but she was crying. matt approached her slowly and sat on the edge of the bed.

"y/n, wake up." he put his hand on her shoulder and the action caused her to jump. she wasn't fully aware of her surroundings but she was aware matt was by her side. she collapsed in his arms for the second time that night.

after 10 minutes of labored breathing, she began to calm down.

"i'm sorry about this again, matt. i feel pathetic." her eyes stayed closed and she held matt tighter.

"you're the farthest thing from pathetic." he moved her hair out of her face. "i'm sorry you felt like you had to keep things going with that jerk just to feel happy. you can always come to me if you want to be happy."

"what?"

"i meant that you can always count on me to make you smile. i'll do everything i possibly can to make you feel better on your bad days." matt chuckled nervously. he didn't mean to accidentally flirt with y/n.

"thanks, matt. you have no idea how much i appreciate everything you've done for me tonight."

"it's my pleasure. i'd do anything to see you smile."

"that's really sweet." she looked up at him and before she knew it, her lips were landing on his. before matt could kiss her back, y/n was pulling away. "oh my god. i am so sorry."

"it's fine. just wasn't expecting it, that's all."

"i feel like an idiot. my emotions are running so high and i-" y/n felt herself beginning to ramble but she was cut off. this time, matt was the one to kiss her. she wasted no time in kissing him back.

it was unexpected for both of them but despite that, they both gave into it. it was like, while their lips were moving together, nothing else mattered in the world but them.

when they finally pulled apart, it was matt's turn to apologize.

"sorry. i just don't like hearing you treat yourself like that. you're so much better than you've been told you are and i'm sick of that jerk poisoning your mind." matt looked at y/n and held her cheek gently, careful to not put pressure on her bruise. "god, you're so beautiful. it's crazy."

"you don't mean that." she tried to shake her head but matt held her.

"yes i do mean that. how could i not?" he took a deep breath. "why do you not believe me?"

"i don't know." she looked down. "i've never been told i was beautiful and the entire time i was with david, he never treated me like i was. guess i've been conditioned to believe i'm not."

"well, fuck him. he was very clearly blind. and he doesn't matter anymore." matt gently forced her to look at him. "you are so incredibly beautiful and if i could, i would go back in time to make sure you were told every single day of your life."

"thanks, matt." y/n smiled. "maybe with you, i'll finally believe it."

"trust me. i will spend every day of my life proving it to you. you're safe with me."

"i believe it." she smiled and kissed matt again, finally feeling safe.

[magoapple]

Telling the kids they're going to be a big sibling

Pairing: hyung line x reader / maknae line

Genre: marriage au

Warnings: some suggestive but mostly heart clenching fluff

Summary: You two decide to tell your older kid(s) that they're going to be a big brother/sister.

BANGCHAN:

You found out you were pregnant again almost three months ago. Chan came up with the good idea of waiting until things were in the safe zone to tell your son Jesse, he was going to be a big brother. While Jesse was in school, you and Chan decided to go shopping and get a few things. Once you made your way back home, you got everything set up. “Channie, do you think he'll be happy? Like actually thrilled?”

Chan came to your side and wrapped his arms around your waist. “He's going to love it. I grew up with a younger brother and sister, and it was wonderful! I'm positive that Jesse will be thrilled.” You smiled and finished up what you were doing and set it aside until your son came home. Now you just had to occupy your thoughts and calm down.

When Chan went to get Jesse, you set up the house. You finished putting up the last decoration as they walked through the door. “W-wait, close your eyes!” Both boys quickly covered their eyes, making you laugh. “Okay now you can open them.” Chan opened his before Jesse and stood by your side. On the count of three, the both of you popped confetti cannons. “Surprise!”

“Woah what's all this for, it's not my birthday and I didn't pass a test, so I'm confused.” Chan ruffled his kids' hair and handed him a card. “It's something different but good, you see your mom is pregnant, which means you're going to be a big brother.” Once the words big brother left his mouth, Jesse's eyes shot towards you. “Is it true! Wait, really!” He ran, hugged you both while jumping up and down. “Oh I wished this would happen, and it did, I have to tell Minji!” The boy ran off in fits of giggles, leaving just Chan by your side. “I told you he'd be thrilled.”

LEE KNOW:

Ever since Minji heard that Jesse was going to be a big brother, she's been bugging you and Lee know about a sibling. That was well over a month ago, and you're here now staring at a positive pregnancy test. Lee know was off to pick up your daughter, and you didn't know how to react. Of course, it's been talked about, but you couldn't just flat out say it. This needed to be special for the both of them.

You grabbed your purse and headed to the store as fast as you could. You grabbed a card and a baby onesie hoping you'd make it before them, but that wasn't the case. Lee know had his phone and was about to call you as you walked through the door. “Mommy!” Minji ran and hugged you, grabbing at the bag you had. “Oh this uh Min wait-” Lee know grabbed the bag and looked inside confused.

“Well I have you both here so, well, I found out today you're going to be a big sister, Minji!” The little girl squealed and hugged you tightly and her father. “This is the best. I can't wait to tell everyone at school tomorrow!" Lee know pulled you into his arms and kissed you. “We're pregnant again? This is the best day”

CHANGBIN:

Getting pregnant the first time was very hard for Changbin and you. You had complications during the birth and were honestly a bit frightened to go through it all again. Changbin understood your fears and you both were content with your twins. However, similar to any kid they would ask about siblings, and you didn't know how to break it to them, neither did your husband.

You spent countless nights awake thinking of what to do, and it finally hit you.

It was around 1am and you shook Changbin awake. “Mmm baby what is everything okay?” You laughed a bit and moved his bangs from his eyes. “Yes, just, you know how Cho and Areum have been wanting a little sister.” Changbin sat up, nodding at your words. “Well we can get them a puppy, it's not like a sibling but in a way it is, and you used to want a dog so bad when we first got together.” You really hoped he liked the idea.

He did, and you found yourself adopting a little chocolate lab. The twins were over the moon and named him Max. As luck would have it, the following year you got pregnant and weren't as scared any more you were actually quite excited. When it came time to tell the girls, you and Changbin went all out and had a party and gave both girls baby dolls. It took some understanding, but once you told them you were having their baby sister they couldn't be happier and Max was delighted as well.

HYUNJIN:

It's been 5 months since you had your son Jin young when you found out you were pregnant again. Of course, you weren't surprised, as you and Hyunjin were inseparable. It was still shocking. You put Jin young down for a nap and thought of cute ways to break the news to your husband. You were positive he'd be thrilled, but had slight doubts.

You phoned Lee know's wife and talked to her about it. She congratulated you and talked about how she told Lee know and Minji. She gave you cute tips, and you were off to the store with your son. You didn't want to be cheesy or cliché but Hyunjin loved all that, so you went to the bakery and had a little cake be made. You got a few things for supper and headed back home, where Hyunjin was waiting for you.

“Ah ha there's my beautiful wife and handsome little boy” he took Jin young and kissed all over his face. You always knew he'd be a great dad. “Well I actually have a surprise, and we get to have dessert before dinner.” You took out the cake and told him to cover his eyes which he did but confusingly.

“Baby what is… You're pregnant?” The cake was his favorite flavor and written on it was 'Dad of 2' his face lit up and looked at Jin young. “You hear that little man you're going to be a big brother” The scene that played you wanted it to last forever.

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[yourstrqly]

★ . . . 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘!, 𝐍𝐃𝐕𝟐𝟏

pairing: nyck de vries x schumacher!reader

the second schumacher kid is trolling the paps with her new, still (seemingly) unknown bf

liked by ginaschumacher, sebastianvettel, yourbff and 50

y/nschumacherpriv break from uni never felt better !!

mickschumacher das letzte Bild? Ernsthaft? 🤢 the last picture? you fr y/n?

y/nschumacherpriv sehe kein Problem damit Zwerg ;) don't see a problem with it dwarf

nyckdevries 🖤

liked by y/nschumacherpriv mickschumacher love you too bro y/nschumacherpriv mick u annoying piece if shit, i'm not sharing nycky w u 🗡 mickschumacher he was mine first hoe nyckdevries girls there's enough of me for both of you lilymhe is there really little man? 🧐 nyckdevries oi alex stop using lily's acc for shitting on other people lilymhe NEVER y/nschumacherpriv #cancelalexalbon2023

daily mail — y/n schumacher and boyfriend passionately kissing in the streets of london once again!

at the beginning of july 2023 the middle child of formula one driver michael schumacher and his wife corinna started to tease the public by hanging out with a brunette man, who's yet to identify even through they're openly affectionate.

mick schumacher has shared in an interview with sky that the family already met the boyfriend and couldn't be more happy as he knew him before his sister dated him and trusted him — the youngest schumacher cheekily added that he hoped for the boyfriend to survive his messy loudmouthed sister.

this presented us with an idea: what if y/n is dating another driver? it could be possible as mick mentioned to knowing him first and being close friends.

as long as y/n and her mysterious man won't share their relationship with the public, we have to sit back and wait in anticipation — maybe they'll slip up in the future when trolling the paparazzi.

caption of the story: nyck came back and is still alive 🙏🏻

y/nschumacherpriv ey ich fahre sehr gut sebby :( ey I'm driving very well sebby sebastianvettel klar y/n . . sure y/n y/nschumacherpriv :((

monaco gossip ; EXCLUSIVE — y/n schumacher and boyfriend nyck de vries put on a loved up display as they're on romantic holiday in monaco

y/n schumacher, second daughter of sports couple corinna and michael schumacher, and her boyfriend nyck de vries put on a loved up display as they're on a romantic holiday in monaco, where de vries has lived when he was an active formula one driver.

the 25 years old student went all out with a chill afternoon date, followed by enjoying the sunny weather outside in the streets of monaco, gently kissing each other and holding hands.

schumacher's younger brother mick had shared that he knew his sisters boyfriend before the now cozy looking couple met — which makes sense as mick and nyck both drove for the prema team in formula two years ago. we come to the conclusion, mick had introduced his teammate to his sister and from there romance blossomed.

de vries, gotten dropped by alpha tauri for daniel riccardo, had announced last month to begin studying at the harvard university where his girlfriend also studies by the way!

y/n schumacher and nyck de vries were something we didn't expect but we surely wish them the best.

liked by pierregasly, ginaschmacher, arthur_leclerc and others

nyckdevries snoepje is a bit sad about the fact that the cat and mouse game has finished and our biggest fan dailmail wasnt the one to uncover us. to quote her at our dinner with the friends: they're a bunch of losers. love you snoepje little candy

oscarpiastri dinner was great, y/n should do a cooking class

y/nschumacherpriv thank you my aussie friend, i'd totally do it (you would be my first student) oscarpiastri i dont need cooking classes y/nschumacherpriv they video of rob and you cooking eggs tells me a different story . . . oscarpiastri :(

y/nschumacherpriv i love you hotstuff

nyckdevries 🖤

y/nschumacherpriv you're so hot 🥵

nyckdevries you're hot too aaaaand we could do some hot stuff ;) y/nschumacherpriv gimme ten mins hotstuff charloslestappen NOT THEM BEING HONRY ON MAIN load more comments

midnighcts my eyes ARE blessed. they're HOT, and STUNNING, simply AMAZING, SHOWSTOPPING

alblondos can't decide if i want to be with her, him or both

mickschumacher still can't believe you chose her over me nyck, I thought what we had was enough 😩

y/nschumacherpriv mick, shut up, I won't share him with you, get that in your small brain nyckdevries i'm sorry bro :( mickschumacher its fine, i'm slowly getting over it y/nschumacherpriv wdym with "i'm sorry"?! there's nothing to be sorry abt 😑 nyckdevries . . . y/nschumacherpriv we're done hendrick mickschumacher i have space for you nycky 🥰 ginaschumacher idiots. all of you are idiots

hamiltonslegend the schumacher siblings >>>>>

rina's masterlist ; i really enjoyed writing this and I miss the little man (who's a cm bigger than me but idc he's a smol bean !!)

[mousydentist]

February 9th T-5 Days

“Oh, sorry, I didn’t realize anyone else came here.” Chay looks up from his phone to the door of the music room where a boy is peeking his head in. Kim, Chay thinks his name is. They sat together on the first day of classes, and Kim asked to borrow a pen. 

“No worries, you can come in, if you want. It’s just me.”

Kim hesitates for a second before grinning. “Thanks. You’re Chay, right? We have calculus together.”

Chay groans. “Please don’t remind me of that torture disguised as education.”

Kim laughs, sitting next to him and pulling a lunch box out of his bag. “So I’m not the only one who thinks that?”

“Nope,” Chay confirms. “And I bet you’re also thinking about how it’s taught by an old geezer with a stick up his ass, which I have to agree with.”

Kim almost chokes on his food, looking at Chay with a mixture of confusion and amusement. “I’m not sure I would’ve put it that way, but you’re not wrong.”

Chay laughs. “Do you come here a lot, by the way? I come here almost every day, but we’ve never crossed paths.”

Kim nods, swallowing a bite of food before speaking. “I do too, but I usually have student council meetings during this block.”

"Student council?"

"I'm the president."

Chay whistles, impressed. He probably should've known that, but he doesn't care much about class events.

"Cool," he says, then tilts his head. “Do you play?” he asks, gesturing at the decorative little guitar pick dangling from Kim’s necklace.

“Yeah, I do, actually. You too?” Chay nods. 

“Do you have one of your own?” Chay asks, and he sees Kim’s eyes light up.

“I do. I don’t mean to brag, but,” he says, leaning in as he pulls out his phone to show Chay a picture.

After that, the flood gates open. They talk for hours. Not hours. They talk for the whole lunch break, but it feels like hours. Chay’s never had a better first impression of someone. Whenever he meets new people, even when he first met Ohm, he tends to be very polite, smiling kindly and being slightly reserved. But today? He feels like he can’t stop talking, and Kim returns his enthusiasm in kind. It’s like they’ve been good friends for years, rather than strangers until thirty minutes ago. He's surprised how nice it is to hang out with Kim, but maybe that's his own biases about The Popular Kids creeping in.

Their interests seem perfectly aligned, and they don’t run out of things to talk about the whole time. Chay wants to invite Kim over so he can show him the guitar Porsche got him for Christmas, and they can play together. It’s very weird, since Chay’s never wanted to bring anyone over, let alone someone he just met. It’s not even that he thinks Kim would decline, Kim seems just as thrilled as he is to be sharing these kinds of conversations.

To be honest, he feels a little special to see a side of the boy he doesn’t show to just anyone. Well, at least, he’s never shown it to Chay before... He feels a little less special after that thought. This is probably how Kim is with all his friends, and since Chay’s never had a proper conversation with him before, it would make sense that he’s never seen it.

They talk all the way up until the bell rings, letting them know they have five minutes to get to their next class, which, conveniently, is one they share. Chay stands and cracks his back, stiff from how he was leaning back on his arms. Kim waits for him to grab his bag before they start walking together.

“Valentine’s Day is coming up,” Kim says, holding the door open for Chay. “Have anyone special you’re gonna buy chocolates for?”

Chay chuckles a little. “Not me. I’m too busy trying to graduate.”

Kim nods his head, looking forward as they walk through the halls.

Chay bites his cheek. It’s the first awkward silence since they started talking, and he doesn’t like it at all.

“What about you?” Chay asks to get the conversation flowing again.

Kim just shrugs.

Having no idea what to do with that, Chay keeps his mouth shut. 

When they enter the classroom, Chay walks slowly, not sure if he’s supposed to sit in his usual seat or follow Kim. When Kim sits down and doesn’t acknowledge Chay, he takes it as a sign and almost starts to walk past Kim to his seat down the aisle, but he pauses, bites his lip, working up the nerve. 

Finally, he turns back to Kim and holds out his phone.

“Can I get your number?” Chay says, which immediately sounds more forward than he was hoping for. But Kim just blinks at him, then chuckles and hands over his own phone. Chay quickly types his number in, and when he gets his phone back there’s a new contact: kim :)

[pumpkinsy0]

You know what, screw it! Give me Sad two-Bit headcanons. A Two-Bit who hides from the gang for days perhaps weeks on end, who possibly goes on a bender. Dallas and Johnny’s death hitting him harder than expected.The days start to blur together for him at a certain point. No one knows where he’s at, because like Dallas when he doesn’t want to be found he won’t be.

Give me a A Darrel Curtis who hunts him down and try’s to help me through it. A Darrel Curtis who feels in part guilt, because Two-Bit and him were arguably the closest of the gang growing up but once his parents died their friendship while their was strained. A Darrel who helps two bit out and realize he’s hurting too and the two have a heart to heart.

give me a gun!!!please!!!!im begging u!!!

•i think what would like, REALLY set him off to go on this bender is him losing his switchblade, and its not bc he lost it exactly, its just the idea behind it, something he cherished is just gone now, along w dally and johnny, in a twisted way, he finds it a lil funny also

•nobody rlly did anything to help two bit (and steve but srry this aint bout him rn whoops), not bc they didnt notice him drinking more or anything, but bc pony took up their attention, and they didnt think two bit could break like that, they let anyone cope any way they could

•it started off small, with two bit not popping up some days then coming back like an outside cat, but then one day he just, didnt come back, and that automatically worried them, they already lost 2 and dont want a 3rd

•darry looks all around, and gets help from two’s mother, goes to bucks and where ever else two could b, they went to the cops but god knows how slow the cops r to help ppl like them

•but he does find him, stumbling around in the town next over, damn near tipping into walls and the garbage on the street, and darry just feels guilt, over not helping two when he needed help, he felt like he abandoned two when two helped him the most

•darry managed to get two in the car, saying if not for himself, then his mom and little sister

•darrys not good w emotions, so i dont think he’d think he knows what to say here, and they just drive in silence, but darry did stop at the store to get him some things to help w his hang over later

•he dropped two bit off and he felt bittersweet seeing how happy two mom got seeing him back, he always sees them jokingly argue with each other, so it was a nice change of pace, but it did make him think about his own mom a bit, their moms were always pretty good friends

•in two days time, darry goes back to twos hows to see how hes doing and they just, talk, a lot actually, darry left at like 10am and came back home in the afternoon, but its bc being back w two but there just made everything feel like it was ok again!!! its like when they were kids and darrys mom let him go over there again

•let them b good friends again,,,please,,,,,

[julysn]

random kyle headcanons

(these r my hcs + only one is nsfw)

ship: kyle broflovski x reader

general warnings: hi

other notes: this is such a mess

a/n: this is me using the hours of sp i binged during the summer to good use

FOR SOME FUCKING REASON I THREW IN UNWIND AU. AND GENSHIN AU SOMEONE HELP ME.. Me when i combine all of my fixations.

anyways if ur curious about those.. check their wikis

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ִ ࣪⚝₊ ⊹˚ high school hcs ✶ 𓏲ּ ꩜ .ᐟ

✶ ࣪˖࿐ he's the kid thats super smart and kinda quiet and no one wants to mess w him except cartman. sosososo helpful and kids are always asking him for help on assignments

✶ ࣪˖࿐ GOOD FIGHTER.

✶ ࣪˖࿐ his idea of rizz is helping his crush with picking up their books and helping them out with homework

✶ ࣪˖࿐ all the teachers adore him so he can get away with skipping class and using his phone whenever he feels like it. it’s actually kinda rare to see him on his phone in class or skipping but it’s mostly bc of the boys 🤷‍♂️

✶ ࣪˖࿐ basketball team captain + he’s one of the best players in the school.

✶ ࣪˖࿐ one time cartman made fun of kyle and said "tolkien shouldve been captain bc hes black and ur just a stupid jew" during basketball practice and kyle "accidentally" shot a ball at his face. he didn’t get in trouble bc the teachers were like “oh cartmans prob lying” LMAOO

✶ ࣪˖࿐ he would buy u girl scout cookies,. he would only buy ur favorites and make stan and kenny sneak them into ur backpack during passing period.

✶ ࣪˖࿐ when he has a crush on u.. you will somehow be brought up in conversations w his friends. whenever he’s changing in the boys locker room he always finds a way to mention you to stan and kenny. meanwhile cartmans like “who cares” but kyle will talk about u a LOt!

✶ ࣪˖࿐ when u got assigned to sit next to him, he’s always helping you out (bf material) (i love him)

✶ ࣪˖࿐ passes notes to u to make sure u understand the subject. they read like “hey, you understand what to do, right?” or “you know what we’re learning about, right?”

✶ ࣪˖࿐ 100% mews during class. thats why hes so quiet. he doesn’t put his hand up for questions bc hes mewing!

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ִ ࣪⚝₊ ⊹˚ ur husband + baby daddy hcs ✶ 𓏲ּ ꩜ .ᐟ

sorry amab fans.. HERES A UTERUS (and tits) LMAO

✶ ࣪˖࿐ whenever the baby wakes u up in the middle of the night hes like "no. GO BACK TO SLEEp" and goes to comfort the baby for twenty minutes while u drift off

✶ ࣪˖࿐ HES SUCH A GOOD DAD UGH

✶ ࣪˖࿐ sometimes he wants more kids bc of how sweet u are. like he’ll see you playing with the kids and his mind will wander off to how it’d be if you were pregnant again

✶ ࣪˖࿐ you were insecure about your breasts getting bigger and heavier and he reassured u and said he would love u no matter what (even if u were a worm aahhaahhha..)

✶ ࣪˖࿐ “sweetheart do you want me to pick up the kids from school? i’ll buy us food”

✶ ࣪˖࿐ SO DAMN SWEET

✶ ࣪˖࿐ ur kids are now 12 and 13 years old. and one day kyle got kenny to babysit them. lets just say when u came home they were saying not very pg things LMAOO

✶ ࣪˖࿐ whenever he helps the kids with their homework he pulls out his reading glasses and they’re low on his nose and you find it SO cute.

✶ ࣪˖࿐ he wakes up before u because his shift starts earlier, and whenever u wake up there’s always a hot shot of espresso waiting for u

✶ ࣪˖࿐ typa dad to be chill and lenient but whenever hes mad at the kids… dear lord !

✶ ࣪˖࿐ whenever ur stressed from the kids or work, he always prepares a relaxing and hot bath for you. and he goes all out. dimmed lights, lit candles, rose petals everywhere, a perfect bubble bath with your favorite scents. you can tell he’s obsessed + in love and hes not afraid to show it

✶ ࣪˖࿐ affectionate and sweet. he will do anything for u. he cooks dinner for u. he makes coffee in the morning for u. he takes the kids out so u can have a break. you’re his one and only

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ִ ࣪⚝₊ ⊹˚ genshin au hcs ✶ 𓏲ּ ꩜ .ᐟ

✶ ࣪˖࿐ either dendro or geo vision. i dunno

✶ ࣪˖࿐ polearm or sword user 😜

✶ ࣪˖࿐ I FEEL LIKE HE WOULD BE FROM FONTAINE OR SNEZHNAYA IDK THO

✶ ࣪˖࿐ would either hate the fatui or b one of the harbingers

✶ ࣪˖࿐ are we seeing the vision guys

✶ ࣪˖࿐ got put into the slammer/fortress of meropide and didn't know how to use credit coupons so he accidentally gave all of them to someone (and was really mad after he found out what credit coupons were)

✶ ࣪˖࿐ you’re a receptionist at the fortress. and when u first met kyle he tried flirting w u (his rizz was absolutely horrible AT THE Start) and u were like “stop. stop holding up the line mr. broflovski” and he said “of course not, mrs broflovski” and shot u a cheeky wink (hes using his redhead jewish rizz)

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ִ ࣪⚝₊ ⊹˚ unwind au hcs ✶ 𓏲ּ ꩜ .ᐟ

this is a mess. i'm sorry.

✶ ࣪˖࿐ he 100% tried to pull the akron awol/connor lassiter shooting a juvey-cop with his own tranq gun move. (it probably worked)

✶ ࣪˖࿐ omg. scenario where you guys find out u both are getting unwound so u both kick awol and go to a safe house and he acts slightly possessive and jealous of u because he doesn’t wanna lose u 💘💘

✶ ࣪˖࿐ he would ABSOLUTELY hate hayden when they first meet. but they would be friends later on. this is canon bc i said so and i am always 100% true (not clickbait)

✶ ࣪˖࿐ you guys def met at the graveyard and he was head over heels for u. like head flew away from yo heels. he saw u in the crowd when the admiral was giving his speech and kyle went BRIGHT RED

✶ ࣪˖࿐ the both of u are at the graveyard. and ur a medic. and kyle purposely gets bruises or tiny, practically painless cuts so he can visit and be like "hi y/n 😓😣 can u take care of me it hurts" BOY ITS JUST A LITTLE CUT! but u care about him so u do it anyway. he’s always blushing a little whenever you take care of him and u always shoot him glares which he finds to be super endearing

✶ ࣪˖࿐ les by childish gambino plays in ur head as the two of u meet in a harvest camp bathroom and he says "i love u." and then kisses u deeply. and then he says "if we get unwound i hope our parts end up on the same body" and u shed a tear

✶ ࣪˖࿐ THIS IS SORTA ANGSTY. OKAY. kyle gets unwound and while the procedure is happening all he can think about is u. like he’s sad he didn’t get to confess to you before they took him away and he wishes he told u how much u mean to him before he was dragged away to a harvest camp

✶ ࣪˖࿐ nsfw: when y’all were at the graveyard, u guys had sex in one of the jets while it was empty. best decision of ur life

✶ ࣪˖࿐ OMG TITHE KYLE. TITHE KYLE. HES A TITHE hear me out guys hear me out,..

✶ ࣪˖࿐ he would be the #1 radio free hayden fan (canon) (real) (i said so) (guys its real)

✶ ࣪˖࿐ him stan and kenny escaped a harvest camp and beat up the guards that chased them and they became literal legends

✶ ࣪˖࿐ harvest camp. and every time he sees u he gives u a kiss on the cheek when the staff aren’t looking.

✶ ࣪˖࿐ he wants to be affectionate w u SO BAD whenever u guys are at a harvest camp he can’t stop sneaking glances at you. and whenever he hears ur name get mentioned he immediately starts eavesdropping

✶ ࣪˖࿐ OMG OLAY I GOT ONE you guys met in sonia’s basement and it got cold at night so he let you sleep in his arms for warmth. and it was so cute. like you sat next to him and it was cold so you guys hugged and fell asleep (the other kids were jealous)

[imaginespazzi]

Bestie, now you got me invested in the exes to lovers fic haha, saw some of your responses to another anon so I thought I'd tack on a few more thoughts:

Wow 9 years since they broke up, damn - the angst is really gonna ANGST huh, but also the TENSION after so many years apart oof.

Oh man, I wonder how P felt when she first heard about Azzi having a kid. Like I'm sure she would have been happy for her but also them having a family by that point in their lives is something she must have always dreamed about and aw, my heart already hurts a lil bit for P.

Also, imagine Azzi's daughter knowing who P is immediately when she first sees her and P is completely stumped by it. I feel like either Azzi or more likely Azzi's fam would still have so many pics around where P's in it so I feel like Azzi's kid would already have an inherent familiarity with her. Would be even cuter if P was kinda her favourite player (outside of her mum obvs) - I could also totally see Tim being the instigator of that, like he'd definitely be keeping track of all of P's basketball achievements and watching her games and his granddaughter's just his lil sidekick 😌

Agree with other anon that having them on the Valks would be nice haha, yk life imitating art and whatnot 😉. But also, Mystics would make a lot of sense if Azzi's a single parent, so she's close to her support system BUT Tim and Katie would also definitely be the type to move to wherever Azzi is if that's what she needed so I think GSV still works!

Also, them ending back up on the same team in the W - I'm guessing it's cause one of them gets traded or is a free agent, but then the question is did they choose the team knowing the other is there or was it out of their hands? Hmmm.

Anyway, just some food for thought, hope it helps somewhat (and apologies if it doesn't!)

In other news, what's your assessment of the W season so far? I still haven't fully immersed myself but am trying to keep up! I fear this is just how I am with basketball, even with the NBA, I don't usually pay as much attention until after the All-Star break or the playoffs 😅 I'm glad Indy's staying out of the lottery picks though (and hopefully it stays that way) 🙏

And you work with kids?? Naw love that lil piece of Nivi lore!

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YAYYY I'm glad you're invested 😌

Then tension's gonna be interesting because even though they've been broken up for nearly a decade, they've still had to see each other a fair amount because of the W and there's just a lot of pent up tension that's going to blow up when they're on the same team

Paige definitely did not take the news the best. I haven't quite decided how this child came to be but there are definitely ways to really torture Paige with it if I choose to be sadistic about it...

Azzi's daughter definitely knows Paige, not just of her but she's met her at games before I think and she's basically awe-struck by Paige. I have so many ideas about this relationship like I think I'mma enjoy it the most to write.

I do kinda want them of the Valks cause it would just be so fun and I lowkey want to name Azzi's daughter Stephanie (after Steph) so it would just work out really lovely and then Paige would be the one who moves teams and I think that'll probably have to be a trade because Paige isn't willingly going to torture herself ya know? Which tbf I guess is kinda unrealistic because who the fuck would trade Paige but ya lose some ya win some with logistics 😭

I love my kids on most days but the bad days....oh the less said the better but it's definitely a good curveball for my baby fever lol.

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tw / trigger warning: yandere themes, abuse, bullying, family issues, sexual themes (Jake)

sorry for the spam besties the idea for Jake came to me in yet another dream and I had to write it out lmao

(some of them are based on my past enhypen fic where they try to kidnap you)

((none of the GIFs are mine, if you feel uncomfortable with yours being used in yandere fics pls message me <3 :) ))

~ Enhypen - they try to make you break up with ur bf ~

Jungwon

He was a grossly popular and mean kid in your school - often having either hordes of guys or girls following him around at all times.

It made you laugh because to you he was just pathetic and weak; it was the oldest trick in the book to walk around with a big group to seem intimidating and powerful, but you refused to fall for it.

Jungwon and you were in the same class. Surprisingly he took school quite seriously due to him having strict parents. You suppose he needed somewhere to get all his frustrations out from family problems just like many other bullies, you just wish he wasn’t in your class.

He always sat in the very back with his loud friends and you sat in front of him. He loved tormenting those who sat closest to him, kicking your feet, pushing your chair or pulling your hair - but others got it way worse.

You would get filled with guilt any time you heard the mischievousness in his voice, knowing what was about to come. Yet you promised yourself to never turn around, it wasn’t worth the trouble.

Many many times, you’d gone to the principal to complain but they had only given him small suspensions; basically a slap on the wrist and nothing more. Jungwon had made it very clear that he was hunting down the person who ‘’ snitched ‘’ and wouldn’t be so kind when he would catch them.

It felt as though you heart stopped any time he’d say it - and you swore he somehow knew it was you; because he leaned forward ever so slightly as he’d announce it, as if it was specifically for you.

What you didn’t know, was that Jungwon was fully aware it was you but he had caught a special interest in you since that day. It fascinated him that you dared go behind his back, but also amused him that you were too scared to stand up to his face.

He made his friends stalk you on social media, trying to find out every little detail about you and it wasn’t hard - your handle was just your full-name, how unlucky for you.

Immediately as your profile popped up, he saw the words ‘’ S <3 ‘’. He could only see red as he walked out, friends looking at each other confused. 

It didn’t take long to find you, you were hanging out with your pathetic friends that Jungwon hated. He dragged you away from them silently - but if it were an ordinary day, maybe he’d smirk at their lack of protests, just letting him do whatever he wanted.

You were terrified, thinking he had found out and was going to punish you for it now, images of you laying half-dead on the floor flashed through your mind and you squeaked as he threw you against the alley-wall.

‘‘ Break up with your boyfriend ‘‘

You had never felt so confused before.

‘‘ What? ‘‘

Jungwon rolled his eyes and sighed loudly, feeling as if this was taking up his time and should’ve already been arranged.

‘‘ You heard me ‘‘ he came closer, a look you had never seen before in his eyes.

‘‘ H-how did you know I have a boyfriend? ‘‘ you curled up in defence, feeling small under his stare. 

The wall was pressing against your back.

‘‘ Does it matter? Do it or he dies. That’s a warning ‘‘ 

Then he walked away, just like that. He knew you’d do it, there was no way you’d disobey when you were just as scared of him as everyone else.

Heeseung

Your new job turned sour pretty quickly as you noticed a particular male having an interest in you.

You seemed to have this thing where guys would flock to you whenever you were unavailable and it was the same thing this time. You had just gotten into a relationship, yet this guy at your new job, that everyone seemed to either love or be jealous of - just had to like you of all people.

At one point while talking to your other coworkers, his smile fell just as the person on his side uttered something while vaguely gesturing towards you. You thought nothing of it - maybe he had just heard some bad news. Quickly you went back to working.

For a few hours you felt embarrassed, thinking you were wrong and just had a big ego so you automatically assumed people who stared at you for longer, or smiled more had a crush on you. But then he came up to your desk, almost right before it was time to pack up.

‘‘ Hey, I’m Heeseung ‘‘

He looked relaxed with his hands in his pockets and a sly smile on his face. It made you feel like he was a good guy who wouldn’t mind rejection too much.

‘‘ Hi, I’m y/n ‘‘

He stepped a bit closer, never taking his eyes off of you and the intense eye-contact made you feel nervous.

‘’ I noticed you didn’t seem to get the new program ‘‘ your coworker tilted his head a bit, a playful glint in his eyes.

Your cheeks started to heat up. You sometimes liked to not do much the last hour or so, your mind having already checked out. But you didn’t think anyone would notice.

Maybe only a stalker would.

‘‘ It’s okay, I can help you ‘‘

Heeseung leaned over you to take your mouse before you said yes and it made you a bit uncomfortable, his chest was touching your back.

Maybe you wouldn’t have said anything normally, but it felt very creepy to initiate such contact shortly after meeting someone and you had your boundaries.

‘‘ I’m, sorry but can you please stand this way instead ‘‘ you turned around, almost pitifully clashing into his chest and gestured with your hands to the side instead of standing directly behind you.

A smirk formed on his lips and he then slowly looked down at you. Almost like a horror movie he tightened his arms around you, caging your head and whispered into your ear.

‘‘ Break up with him. You know I deserve you more than him ‘‘

Jay

All your life you had been able to go to fancy five star and Michelin star restaurants all over the world, due to your parents’ wealth.

Traveling the world frequently with your dad and his work, you had met many famous people as well.

A lot of them disappointed you, not at all reaching up to your expectations of them being gentlemanly and charming; leading to you eventually stopping to idolise them and expecting anything.

This time you were in Korea over the weekend. Your dad had an important business deal and promised to take you out for dinner, since he couldn’t spend much time with you during the days.

It was a very high-end restaurant where only billionaires and famous people were allowed to eat. You were aware of the fact that it had become a bit of a hotspot for dating since it was so secluded and exclusive.

Gorgeous people sat at every table you looked at, recognising both actors and kpop idols at them. Your dad lead you to a table at the end of the restaurant and this bit was separated by a curtain, only a handful of tables inside the small area.

The only people who were there at the moment was a large group of boys occupying a long table. They all looked stunning, like straight out of a magazine - and upon further inspection you recognised some of the members from the kpop group enhypen.

It seemed as if the manager knew your dad because he bounced on his feet as soon as he saw him.

You stood awkwardly by their table as they exchanged conversation, trying not to look at the handsome guys within arms-length.

“ This is my daughter, y/n “ your fathers hand found your shoulders, pushing you in front of him towards the manager.

He smiled at you.

“ Nice to meet you, I’m the manager of enhypen “ he gestured to the boys but you still didn’t look, only giving a small smile in return.

A pair of eyes looked at you intriguingly, following your every move even as you and your dad went to the table further away.

Most girls gawked at him shamelessly but you didn’t even spare him a glance. How…interesting.

For the rest of the night he was busy stealing glances at you, irritation building inside due to you treating him as if he didn’t even exist. As if you didn’t care for him or need him because of your rich daddy.

The members looked at him a few times, many of them slightly worried. He had stopped talking to them because of his new obsession.

At the end of the night, finally came the opportunity to talk to you. Your dad went to the restroom and you were packing up your things.

Like a sly fox he wandered over, giving you a confident smile when you noticed his presence.

“ Hi? “ you said.

“ Hi, I’m Jay. I was wonder- “ his words got caught in his throat as he noticed the Polaroid in your phone case - it was of you and another guy kissing.

You only raised your eyebrows questioningly, trying to read his face due to his sudden shift in mood.

‘‘ Break up with him ‘‘ he pointed towards your phone-case.

He walked away, leaving you there looking even more puzzled. But in his mind he was making up a plan on how to make it happen for sure, to make you his in the end.

Jake

It was either a blessing or a curse that you had somehow ended up at the same party as the infamous fuckboy, Jake from your school.

He knew of you before because you were the total opposite of him - sweet and innocent, spending your weekends at home studying diligently rather than partying.

So what were you doing at one now, for the first time since you started college? His lips stretched into a smirk, eying you curiously. You looked nervous which he found cute; following your friend around like a lost puppy while anxiously glancing around at people.

Jake had hooked up with your friend, maybe even with most girls in the room. He cursed his past impulsiveness for possibly ruining his chances with you, as your friend might warn you about him.

Your friend sat down near the couch where a group of people were sitting around and talking. Awkwardly you did the same and just silently listened to their overlapping conversations.

While doing so, you felt someone sit down next to you not long after - their knee brushing up against yours. You turned your head and saw Jake the fuckboy.

‘‘ Hey ‘‘ he said casually.

‘‘ Hey ‘‘ you said shyly, almost too stunned to be able to utter a single word.

You looked at him again because you felt his eyes lingering on you and while doing so, you regretted it immediately. He had a playful smile on his lips and a glint in his eyes, watching you intensely as if he was devouring you inside his mind.

Your cheeks turned a bit red as you quickly turned around again, despite his eyes still being on you.

Jake however didn’t like that you didn’t give him your full attention. He leaned in, lips touching the shell of your ear as he whispered sensually to you, only loud enough so you’d hear.

‘‘ I heard you have a boyfriend ‘‘ his voice sent shivers down your spine ‘‘ Break up with him. I want you for myself ‘‘

You were about to say something but he caught you off guard by his hand traveling to your thigh. Very quickly you realised why he’d gotten so many girls, it was like he had put you under a spell - ready to do whatever, whenever and even breaking up with your boyfriend - just because he said so.

Sunghoon

He had been watching you for some time before finally deciding to kidnap you. Finding out you had a boyfriend was one of the main reasons he had acted so quickly and impulsively to lock you in his house.

There wasn’t enough time to get to know you and woo you slowly before making you fall for him, not with you having a boyfriend - so he’d easily take you hating him as he locked you up, over knowing you were hanging out with your boyfriend.

Still, he’d naturally become a problem eventually anyway. His girlfriend not responding to texts, calls or meeting up would send him into a frenzy. Sunghoon could not deal with a police report so he came up with the nice idea to make you break up with your boyfriend before that happened.

Almost immediately after you woke up, he’d force your phone into your hands, barking orders.

‘‘ Text him and say you want to break up and you’ve thought about it for a long time ‘‘

Your kidnapper gave you a mean smile as he saw the fear forming on your face, as your eyes focused after waking up and taking in what he was saying.

Although it was urgent since you’d taken so long to wake up - he was still openly enjoying this.

‘‘ I don’t want to ‘‘ you mumbled, voice weak.

He sighed.

‘‘ I knew you’d say that ‘‘ he crouched and lifted your chin up slightly.

‘‘ But I will kill him if you don’t ‘‘ he tilted his head ‘‘ And you don’t want that, do you, y/n? ‘‘

Sunoo

He didn’t think it would come to this and it was very upsetting. Having planned so long for his confession only for it all to go down the drain just like that? It broke his heart.

As soon as you said the words,

‘‘ I have a boyfriend ‘‘

He felt like his heart stopped. His eyes grew wider and his eyebrow twitched as a look of confusion crept up on his face.

‘‘ I...I don’t understand ‘‘

It almost broke your heart too, as you watched the boy in front of you look so shattered after pouring his heart out, but you didn’t want to give him false hope by lying to him.

‘‘ I’m sorry, Sunoo ‘‘ was the last thing you said before walking away, not being able to stand the sweet boy suddenly crying.

You had a feeling he would, with how nice, innocent and caring he was - always sitting by you in class, opening doors for you and buying you milk during lunch. But there was a side to Sunoo that you weren’t aware of, that most people weren’t, except for the unfortunate few who had crossed him.

Instead of crying he blankly stared after you as all kinds of violent thoughts started to brew in his head. Whoever this boyfriend was...he already hated him.

A few days later you got a random text from your boyfriend, asking to break up with you. It felt very out of the blue as you had spent the day before hanging out and everything had seemed normal then.

‘‘ Why? ‘‘ you texted back, anxiety starting to quicken your breaths.

‘‘ Because you cheated on me ‘‘

‘‘ What??? No I didn’t! ‘‘

‘‘ You’re in another man’s heart...’‘

Sunoo smiled at the phone in his hand, your boyfriend groaning in pain right beside him. Soon you will be his.

Ni-ki

He didn’t care, of course they were as disposable as all the others he had killed. Getting rid of everyone that was in his way before confessing to you or kidnapping you, was something that he felt was a necessity.

Since Ni-ki was very shy, he didn’t need all the extra attention or people watching his every move; all the unsolicited opinions from your annoying friends pissed him off and he definitely didn’t need a boyfriend taking his place either.

They all disappeared, one after one - leaving you traumatised, depressed and best of all...vulnerable. It was the perfect time to butt in and introduce himself, becoming the only shoulder for you to cry on.

But as he one night followed you home, thinking he’d finally won - he saw you taking a different route. You weren’t going straight home, you were going to an apartment complex.

At first Ni-ki thought he had missed a friend and internally groaned. But then he saw you wait outside for someone, the one who later walked out was a man.

He got closer, listening to your conversation.

‘‘ I will see you tomorrow, okay? ‘‘

‘‘ Yeah, bye love you ‘‘ you stood on your tiptoes to give him a kiss on the cheek and then walked away, a big grin on your face.

Ni-ki was fuming. He didn’t care about all of his hardwork at that moment; stepping out of his hiding-spot to make sure he was directly in your path.

‘‘ Break up with him ‘‘ he said flatly, eyes narrowing as he noticed your smile.

‘‘ What? Ni-ki what are you doing here? ‘‘

‘‘ I live nearby ‘‘ his lie slipped out effortlessly, eyes still boring into you.

‘‘ I don’t like him, break up with him ‘‘ he said again, already annoyed that he had to repeat himself.

You laughed it off thinking it was some kind of joke, but unluckily for you one more person would disappear without a trace that same very night if you did not comply.

[heliads]

Okay

So

I think this is how you request? I’ve never requested anything before >w<

But before I do that I wanted to applaud you for all your hard work!!! You are such an amazing writer, one of favorites atm, and you definitely deserve some praise!!!

For my request, I’m not sure if you are still into Ouat or Peter Pan from the show, but I’m like, obsessed. I’ve had this soulmate idea in which Peter pan’s plan to steal the heart of the truest believer failed, so now he has to take the heart of his soulmate. This is harder for him because he doesn’t know how to love. He hates it out of fear of what it could do to him, yknow yknow? So he goes along with the plan and he captures her. He expects her to fight back but she doesn’t. In fact, she’s quite happy to give up her heart for him if it meant that she wasn’t useless. (She had no family other than her sister, who had recently died. She’s lived her whole life feeling unvaluable). Over the past few days, they get to know each other, and he starts to feel bad that he was her soulmate. Like, why does such a sweet girl have to be his??? How could she just be fine with giving up her heart, HOW COULD SHE BE FINE WITH HIM NOT LOVING HER WHEN SHE CLEARLY DESERVES ALL THE LOVE HE COULD GIVE HER?!?!

She just tells him that a soulmates job is to make their lover happy, and if this made him happy then she would gladly give him her heart. It’s not like he’s doing it just for himself anyway, he is doing it for all the lost children in the world.

After he finishes the setup necessary for the ritual, he takes his soulmate to Skull rock. By the point, Peter isn’t even sure if he wants to steal her heart anymore. Could he have fallen in love this quickly???

But she encourages him to do it, despite being frightened of it herself. Before he takes her heart, Peter asks her if she had any last words. She quietly mumbles that she loves him more to an anything. She then asks him if it will hurt, to which he responds by saying that he’ll numb the pain as much as possible.

Going against his better judgement, Peter kisses her softly as he takes her heart. She immediately passes out. Peter pan has big boy realization and can’t bring himself to kill her, so instead he puts her heart back in and kisses her in the hopes she will come back to him.

Insert fluffy ending here with more kisses!!

I am so so so sorry in advance if this is super specific or doesn’t make any sense. I’ve just had this idea stuck in my head for months and it won’t get out. Of course, you can add or change the idea to make it simpler for you to write!! Take as much time as you need and have an amazing day!!!

oh this idea >>

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Peter Pan is really out of luck. No, really. He says this about once a decade, when his latest plan for glory goes a little topsy turvy, but it’s real this time. Peter has finally caught his last break, found himself in a trap that he just can’t slip. Peter can name a fair number of people who’d be just delighted to hear that the King of Neverland has finally lost his way, but Peter himself isn’t one of them. 

That probably has to do with a little something about how he’s going to die. Peter always knew his life came with strings attached, namely the giant hourglass ticking down his last hours until he finally croaked, but for some reason he always thought that he’d be able to find his way out of it. Peter is a mastermind at exploiting loopholes, but despite all of his centuries of figuring things out in the nick of time, he may have just now met his match. 

Peter thought he had it settled when it came to the heart of the truest believer. Kidnap a kid and carve out his vital organ, that’s all it took. It should have been an easy task, too, certainly within Peter’s grasp. It’s a shame the truest believer also came with a team of die-hard do-gooders ready to tear the world apart to save their son, but who could predict something like that?

Henry Mills was Peter’s last chance, though. Or, to be specific, the last chance that Peter even remotely wanted to consider. He has explored all other opportunities, never given up hope on finding another way, but at last, he’s going to have to admit it. Peter is going to have to do the one thing he swore to always avoid. 

Peter can feel the eyes of the other Lost Boys on him now, silently waiting for him to make the inevitable call. They’ll support him in whatever choice he makes to save himself, of course; Neverland disappears when Peter dies. He’s sworn that he’ll ship them all off to safer shores should that day arrive, but no one wants that, either. The Lost Boys have always had a chance to leave, they just never took it because this life on Neverland was always preferable to anything else. 

He knows what he has to say, though. Peter has known it for a while. The one last gamble he could possibly deal, the last chance he will ever have to not die before a month is out—

His soulmate. 

This is the one option Peter was really hoping to avoid. Something about the whole soulmate affair has really bugged him all this time. Forget the odds of ever finding your soulmate when he’s immortal living on an island where no one could track him down if they dared, Peter isn’t the type of person who makes sense in the whole soulmates agenda. Peter doesn’t like weaknesses, and having someone out there who’s supposed to mean the world to you, love above all else, makes his skin crawl.

Technically, he supposes his soulmate isn’t a weakness at a time like this. In fact, his soulmate is going to be the only thing capable of making Peter strong again. See, if he wants to go on living, he can sacrifice someone else’s heart to the magic of Neverland:  that of his soulmate.

Anyone else would call it cruel. Peter is not anyone else, which is why he’s considering this. To be honest, he really hadn’t wanted to go anywhere near his soulmate, but he’s not so averse to the whole concept that he’d go into a grave rather than risk it. Peter clings to life like no one you’ve ever seen before, and he’s going to keep on doing it, soulmates be damned.

Peter can’t quite put a finger on why he has such a strong dislike of the soulmates thing. Maybe it’s because understanding the soulmate predicament would make him open to such weaknesses as love brings. Love is for fools who have nothing else to give, kids and blind men who would plunge a knife into their own chests if it meant meeting somebody who was supposedly meant for them. The only thing that Peter has ever needed in this world is his immortal youth, and if a soulmate were ever to get in the way of that, he’d take them out himself.

That’s the plan, at last. Peter doesn’t have to worry about the time it could take to track down his soulmate. He’s had his shadow keep vague tabs on them for no particular reason. He’ll tell himself it’s so he can head the other way if they ever draw near, but it’s not like that’s actually a good excuse. No one comes near Neverland unless they can avoid it or they’re one of his kind. Clearly, Peter’s soulmate would never be the type to fit in here, because soulmates are a sham. Peter refuses to believe anything else.

Still, he has to meet them, has to look them in the eyes as he carves the heart from their chest. It’ll be quick and clean, that’s all Peter needs. After that, he can live forever with another weight lifted from his shoulders. Two weaknesses removed from Peter’s world:  death and love. What more could he possibly want?

Peter actually goes to the trouble of locating his soulmate himself. This job needs to be clean, he can’t afford to have any more storybook heroes on his tail. Look how well that turned out with Henry. This is Peter’s last shot, after all; it happens without error or it doesn’t happen at all.

To his surprise, it’s relatively easy to find his soulmate. She’s walking alone at night when he finally comes to her world, trading a dimly lit house for a chilly twilight. The walls are silent, still as a grave, and the girl doesn’t look back once as she leaves. Strange.

Peter waits until she’s out of the line of sight of the house just in case, then starts following her. Once they’ve turned off of the street, Peter quickly closes the distance between them. The girl turns to stare at him, and her eyes widen. She must be feeling it too, then, the rushing feeling in her chest. Peter’s hit by it now too. He didn’t ever wonder what it would be like to meet one’s soulmate, so the reaction of being in such close quarters to the one person designed for him takes him by surprise.

Peter bites back an unwelcome smile and a rush of butterflies to his stomach. “I’m going to need you to come with me,” he says. He’s got a knife in his hand just so she gets the point. Like he said, no slip ups. Not this time.

He’s expecting a fight. That’s how Peter would react if someone approached him at night with a weapon, after all, yet for some reason his soulmate just nods. “Alright,” she replies.

Peter blinks in surprise. “Alright? I’m kidnapping you.”

“Alright,” she repeats, this time with a soft smile, “are you, though? You look really confused about it.”

“Yeah,” Peter says without thinking, “you seem like you’re not taking this seriously. Aren’t you going to try to run or something?”

The girl lifts a shoulder. “Where would I go? Besides,” she adds with a small laugh, “you’re my soulmate. That seems like a fascinating kidnapping to me.”

Peter thinks he’s gone out of his mind. “I’m going to kill you. This is not fascinating. I need your heart so I can live forever.”

His soulmate tilts her head to the side as if considering something, and then nods. “Okay.”

He must be crazy. “Why is that okay?”

The girl spreads her hands. “I have nothing. Nobody left, no family. It would be something to let someone live forever, wouldn’t it? Once you see enough death, you start to wish somebody could do it. If all it took was my heart, I think that’s a fair price. Where are we going, soulmate?”

Peter almost opens his mouth to stop her before he remembers that this is what he wants, someone willing to give up their heart so that he could live. This is actually the best possible scenario, but then why does his chest twinge with something almost like guilt when he nods and gestures towards the sky? And, upon seeing his soulmate’s face light up as she realizes that they’re to fly to Neverland, why does Peter feel like a monster for giving this girl a snapshot of all that she could have had if he hadn’t been afraid of her and taken her to his island for any reason other than sacrificing her heart?

It doesn’t matter what this girl thinks. What matters is Peter staying alive. He can focus on that, not the way the eyes of his soulmate shine with all the stars as they fly through the night air, how Peter feels more powerful than he’s ever felt before because they’re so close to each other. Y/N— he doesn’t remember asking her name, but he must have at some point because it’s now folded carefully within the depths of his memory— makes him feel strange. Better. More alive. 

It’s distracting, and Peter can’t take another distraction right now. He all but abandons her to the wilderness of the island when they touch down on Neverland, muttering something about needing to get something before disappearing again. 

To her credit, Y/N seems surprisingly good at navigating this strange new world. She finds her way to the Lost Boys’ camp within a few minutes, and by the time Peter plucks up the courage to head there as well, she’s already locked in conversation with a few of the boys. Even Felix is nodding along. Some unwelcome voice in the back of Peter’s head tells him that she fits into Neverland so well for a reason, but he refuses to listen. 

After all, Y/N is only here temporarily. She knows it, too, which just makes Peter’s unsettled surprise grow more intense. She doesn’t try to run or flee her fate in any way. Instead, she asks Peter questions about the magic of Neverland, what it would be like when her heart has been traded in and everything is as it should be. After some initial hesitation, Peter talks. He talks more than he thinks he has to anyone else, and comes away from every conversation feeling a surprising lightness in his chest. 

A couple of days pass after his soulmate arrives on Neverland, and Peter begins to realize that if he wants to get through this at all, he’s going to have to plan the ritual sooner rather than later. Already, something almost like guilt is pricking at the edges of his consciousness, making Peter wonder if this is really something he could do. To tear the still-beating heart out of Y/N’s chest, even with her explicit permission, seems somehow so wrong that even Peter with all his centuries of depravity feels like he’s missing something. 

It will come, though. This will pass. Peter has the Lost Boys depending on him. Peter himself knows nothing about death, that grand adventure that he has yet to experience, and he plans on keeping his demise to the distant future, if it ever does happen at all. He has to kill Y/N, even if it feels like he’s killing himself in turn. 

The hour arrives at last, Peter makes sure of it. He takes Y/N’s hand and they fly to Skull Rock, out of the judging eyes of the other Lost Boys. Those that were so keen on him finding any way to live now seem less sure of Peter Pan’s divine right to never fail. Peter isn’t sure of it either. 

The only one who’s sure of anything is Y/N. She watches him with those same bright eyes as Peter reminds himself of words to spells. He had wondered if her quiet strength would desert her when the moment of her actual death arrived, but she remains just as brave as ever. That marks her as better than Peter, he supposes. 

At last, when he can push it off no longer, Peter turns to her again.

“It’s time,” he murmurs. 

Y/N nods once. “It’s okay.”

How like her, to absolve him of this last guilt. He doesn’t deserve this. Maybe this is why Peter has avoided the topic of soulmates all this time— he wasn’t afraid of a weakness but the knowledge that he would never be good enough for anyone. Especially not a soulmate like Y/N. 

Peter squares his shoulders, reaches for her. “Is there anything you want to say? You know, before–”

He stops himself before the treacherous words come out. Before he kills her. Before he rips her heart out of her chest, ending the life of the one good person in his life, the one person he had been sent to love and instead ended up murdering just so he could have more years of empty life.

Y/N flinches slightly, and Peter realizes that she actually is terrified despite her calm front. “I don’t know,” she whispers, “Maybe that I love you. More than anything. If this is what it’s like to have a soulmate, to feel like this, I’m glad I got it.”

Peter must have reacted strongly, because she holds up a hand to stop Peter’s response. “I know it’s bad timing, but I wanted to say it once. You have to do this, Peter. Not just for you but all of the Lost Boys, everyone you haven’t saved yet. Promise me, won’t you? Promise me you’ll find all the kids who need you. You’ll have all the time in the world to do it. Bring them home.”

“I promise,” Peter says hollowly.

Y/N jerks her head up and down, a trembling acceptance. “Alright, then.” She eyes him cautiously. “Do you think it’ll hurt?”

Yes, he wants to say. “I’ll try to make any pain as little as possible.” He owes her that much.

Y/N flashes him a quick smile that neither of them believe. “Do it.”

Peter stares at her, and before he can stop himself, he leans forward slightly and kisses her. It is a mistake in anyone’s book, but Peter can’t help it. It goes against his better judgment, his limited common sense, but it also gives him a rush from head to toe that he could not explain if he tried.

Y/N’s eyes are shut, which makes it easier. Peter plucks her heart from her chest as easily as if it were a single emerald leaf from a tree. Instantly, Y/N crumples to the ground. Peter looks at her body in a tangle of limbs on the floor of the cave, and he knows. He can’t do this. It is the only thing that will save his life, and it is too great a price to pay.

Within a second, Peter puts Y/N’s heart back in her chest. She still doesn’t stir, and Peter finds himself swept away on a tide of fear, utterly wracked with the horror that maybe he was too late, that his realization took just too long to come about. He kisses her again in the hopes that it might do something, anything. He’s heard that soulmates are supposed to have a special kind of magic in them; if the stories were true, if there is anything left to Y/N and Peter, let it go all to her. Let her wake up. Please.

Y/N lets out a shuddering gasp and sits up. Peter’s breath leaves him in a rush and he clutches her to him, his arm wrapped around her shoulders as if she’s giving him strength instead of the other way around.

“You’re alright,” he says weakly. It’s as much to reassure him as her.

Y/N shakes her head against his chest. “Didn’t it work? It should have worked, Peter.”

Peter pulls away briefly, unwillingly, so he can look at her again. He doesn’t know how much time he has left now, but he’d gladly spend the rest of them just watching the sun set in her eyes. “I couldn’t do it. I can’t kill you, Y/N.”

Y/N’s eyes widen. “No. No, you had to do this. You’re going to die.”

He lifts a shoulder. “I’ve lived a long time. You deserve your shot at life, just like me.”

Y/N opens her mouth to argue against this, and then she falls silent. Peter furrows his brow, confused at her sudden hesitation, and then he realizes that the entire room seems to be glowing. He turns around to see what Y/N’s looking at, and then he sees it and loses the ability to function.

The hourglass is glowing. As Peter watches, all of the grains that had been steadily collecting at the bottom fly up to the top, and this time, they stay there. Even after Peter waits, they refuse to fall. For some reason, he is no longer capable of dying, at least not through the steady progress of time that had once marked his centuries.

It must be the soulmate thing. It’s the only thing Peter can think of, that something must have come of the bond between him and Y/N. It’s funny, isn’t it, that Peter has spent all of this time running from the mere mention of a soulmate and now she’s the one to save his life?

He faces her once more, and this time, he lets himself smile back at her. “I think we’re alright.”

She laughs. Peter thinks he could listen to the sound on repeat for days at a time. “I think we’re more than alright, actually.”

For once, Peter does not have any cause to fear. He has his life, but more than that, he has his love. Love is not something to shun or hide, it makes him strong. He holds out a hand for Y/N and helps her up. They have a new life to lead, hundreds of thousands of lifetimes until time itself ceases to function. Peter thinks it’s just about enough time to get started.

requested by @hinayugi, i hope you enjoy!

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[steddieas-shegoes]

first off i just wanna say im loving everything youve written for ppls requests! how do u feel abt jock el? i feel like she maybe wouldnt understand sports at first and might struggle w the rules and fair play, but ends up really loving physical activity that has nothing to do w her powers, just her own hard work and sweat and skills she’s honed through practice all by herself, and the experience of being on a team. i can totally imagine her getting super competitive too, and being a super aggressive player in literally every sport. also, hopper is definitely the parent who yells at the referee and coaches during his kids games.

also i hope your day is going well whenever you see this!

Okay this was cuuuuuute. I really love the idea of El fitting in so well with sports people, but still never leaving her little group of nerds and badasses. I also love her just naturally being so good at every sport she tries because she is deeply in touch with what her body is capable of because of her powers, but never once using them. I maybe threw Wayne in a bit more than anyone would expect because I will always find a reason to do that. Also, this is a weird coincidence, but the Olympic swim trials for 2024 will take place in Indianapolis.- Mickala ❤️

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When things settle down, El goes back to school with everyone.

It’s hard at first. She never really fit in before, and she definitely doesn’t fit in now that people have seen official government security pretty much standing guard over her.

Even after they left, people still whispered when she ran errands with Joyce or Hop and went out with the rest of the party.

But she was determined to have as normal a life as she could, and that meant going to school.

High school here was better, even with the weird looks and silent bullies.

She had her friends.

She also had gym.

In California, she’d hated gym. She didn’t like getting dressed in front of everyone so she always got in trouble for taking too long. The girls in her class usually found ways to be lazy and she didn’t want to make herself more of an outcast, so she just didn’t participate most of the time.

But here, Lucas was in her gym class. So was Will, though he was a little hopeless when it came to anything beyond walking the mile.

Max was excused from gym for the rest of high school if she wanted.

Hard to argue with a letter from the literal President.

Mike and Dustin had a different period, but that was fine since they hated gym.

El didn’t hesitate to participate here.

She ran the fastest mile, always had the most push ups and pull ups, won every tetherball game. Her team always won volleyball and softball. She won every category in swimming.

The only sport she didn’t play was basketball, much to Steve’s disappointment and Lucas’ secret delight.

The coach recruited her for every sport he could, insisted that she could be the type of player that brings them championship wins.

Hopper was ecstatic, of course, especially when he saw how much El loved it.

She knew better than to use any powers, especially in competitions, but she was so naturally good, it didn’t even cross her mind that she could.

She was physically stronger than most other girls her age, and had already had so much done to her body that she could easily push through a little exhaustion during the 500 meter butterfly race or playing the entire soccer game with only one break.

She watched baseball games with Wayne and Hopper, asked if she could play.

Hopper had her signed up for softball the next day.

She saw a beach volleyball match during the Olympics and asked to play.

Hopper took her to tryouts for the school team as soon as he possibly could.

She made the swim team, made captain within a month. Steve was ecstatic, especially when she won against him every time they did a practice race. Eddie and Will were judges, and El was pretty sure it was just to see Steve shirtless, but she didn’t really mind.

She was having fun.

She was using her natural abilities to get out some of her aggression in a safe way according to Dustin.

Everyone came to her games and meets, but no one was as loud as her dad.

He was on his feet more than he was in his seat, usually pacing and yelling at refs and judges from the stands. Most people didn’t seem to care, or at least didn’t want to say anything to the reinstated police chief.

Steve was always there to remind him that El was learning, and that that was actually a penalty or that the judge was being fair on her tie with another girl in the butterfly.

Even as good as she was at just about every sport she tried, she struggled with some rules. Once they were explained in a way she understood, she was careful, but it cost her volleyball team a win in the process.

Steve helped her understand what he could, or took her to the library to look things up if he didn’t know. Wayne helped her understand the differences between softball and baseball while Eddie tried to take notes in the corner.

Actual notes.

“It’s so I know if she does good!” He explained when Wayne raised his brow at him showing interest in a sport.

To his credit, he immediately lost the notes he took and still had to ask Steve a bunch of questions at her next game.

She earned the MVP awards for every sport she played, gaining more positive attention than she’d expected. It was welcome, especially since it made a lot of people forget about the negative attention surrounding her the last few years.

Will designed shirts for everyone for her games and had Eddie get them printed at the same place he got the Hellfire Club ones made. They all wore them happily, too proud of her to not show all their support.

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Her senior year was when it hit that she had decisions to make.

She’d done fine in school; not straight A’s but never failed a class.

Sports are where she excelled.

But senior year was hard, and schedules were difficult enough without having to balance two sports at once immediately followed by two more.

The coaches did their best to offer accommodations since she was their star, but she didn’t like that. She didn’t want to be treated as “other.” That wasn’t why she did this.

So she dropped softball, much to Wayne’s heartbreak. He still smiled at her and said he was proud of everything she’d accomplished and hoped she’d still find time to come throw the ball with him.

She dropped volleyball in the spring, used the excuse that she needed to focus on swimming because she had scouts interested in giving her scholarships and the Olympic committee showed interest in recruiting her for Team USA.

Steve let her use his pool for extra practice, and usually joined her on the weekends for a morning swim, even on the still too cold mornings in February and March.

She held the Hawkins High and Indiana state records in most categories, and Midwest and National records in a few of those.

The olympic committee invited her to trials, and of course she’d enlisted Steve as her personal coach.

She trained for hours every day, Steve pushed her just enough using his new knowledge of the requirements she would have to meet to make the team and her competition.

She didn’t want everyone there, only Steve and Hopper.

She was worried having them there would put too much pressure on her and now wasn’t the time to perform poorly.

The morning of the trials, Steve let her cuddle up to his side on the couch.

“You’re ready.”

“That is not a question.”

“No, because I’m not asking. I know you’re ready,” he smiled when she rolled her eyes.

“I am ready.”

She was.

She outdid herself, actually. She ended up breaking her own record in her first event, and tied her own record in the second event.

She not only made the team, but was named captain almost immediately, the rest of her teammates incredibly excited to be on her team.

Hawkins had a parade for her, Hawkins High had a pep rally, the family had a huge party for her.

She still had to graduate high school, still competed on the high school swim team, even found time to be a lifeguard at the city pool every Friday and Saturday afternoon.

El had found her place.

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When USA won gold in every event for swimming, no one was surprised.

It’s hard to beat a team led by El.

She accepted a full ride scholarship to Purdue University, where she broke all their school records and got her degree in Physical Therapy so that she could work with athletes.

She competed in the Olympics again, winning gold in four events, silver in one.

But she always had her family there. They came from all over the country to watch, to support, wearing the same shirts that Will made years ago.

[queenariesofnarnia]

affectionate

 gif not mine! credit goes to @sergeantbandana​

Crosshair x F!Reader

Crosshair goes back with the batch because my heart can’t take the separation. 

 WC:2,660

Another day, another mission for Cid. The intel that the batch received was about a former princess who is being held hostage after the empire took over her planet. Of course, they were wandering why Cid would have them rescue her and not retrieving something of value. 

“Why exactly do you have us rescuing a princess Cid?” Hunter asked after they were given all the information they need for the mission.

“She’s a good kid, came here a while back when her ship was having problems” Cid answers before going back to her desk. ‘Her planet isn’t safe anymore so you will bring her here” she continued. 

“Bring her here?” Tech questions, the look on his face confused. Why would someone bring a princess to this dingy planet?

“Yes goggles. Here, she trusts me and I will get her somewhere safely. Now go” Cid dismisses the batch as they all head out Cid’s office and out the bar. Everyone had a different reaction about this mission. Crosshair thought this was a stupid mission, why would they need to rescue a princess. He’s prepared for the worse regardless of Cid saying she’s a good person. Once aboard the Marauder Tech punched in the coordinates to the planet the princess is on. 

“Do you think she’ll be nice?” Omega asked breaking the silence. 

“She’ll probably be a spoiled” Crosshair drawled. Omega looked disappointed in that answer. 

“She could be nice” Wrecker chimes in. 

“Only thing that matters right now is that we rescue her and get back without drawing too much attention” Hunter says putting an end to the conversation. 

“How about you get rid of the armor and you can kiss me as much as you want handsome” you tell him dragging him into your room locking your door before the others come home.

~time skip~

“According to the building plans, the dungeons are on the lower levels and she’s the only prisoner according to the records.” Tech says. Each of them were given a job, Omega was to stay on the ship with Tech who is going to guide them through the coms. Crosshair is location on an abandoned tower as a lookout. Wrecker, Echo, and Hunter are going into the compound  to rescue the princess. 

“Take the lift that is on your left once you get down the hall” Tech’s voice comes through the coms. The three get into the lift and take it down to the lower levels luckily without it stopping on another floor. They split up to check each of the cells, Hunter being found the princess first signaling the others. 

“Please don’t hurt me” a soft voice came from the dark corner of the cell. 

“We have no intention of doing so ma’am” Echo informs you, using a soft voice. ‘Wrecker get this door’ he says before backing away. Wrecker easily rips the cell door off the hinges setting it to the side. 

“We’re here to rescue you. Cid sent us” Hunter tells the princess slowly approaching her. Your eyes lit up at the mention of Cid’s name. 

“Then you must be good enough if she sent you for me. I’m surprised anyone was sent for me” you say honestly. Hunter offered her a hand; which you gladly accepted it getting off the cold floor. Being dressed in a night dress, sheer robe, and barefoot must have been awful due to the cold cell. Each of them introduced themselves and in return she smiled softly giving you’re your name in return. They began making their way back through the compound. They had to take an alternate route through the kitchens and you grabbed a frying pan for protection. The guys looked at you curiously. 

“I promise it’s sufficient” you say followed by a laugh. Wrecker chuckled along with you, while Echo and Hunter shook their heads. 

“You have incoming visitors” Tech warned them through the coms. “You’re going to have to make a quick right to avoid them” he instructs. Hunter gently guides the princess to make the turn since she has no idea. As Tech guides them through the building, it was inevitable for them to not run into trouble and when they did the princess took out a couple troopers with the frying pan. It was a sight that would make them laugh later. Wrecker asked her for permission to pick her up, so she doesn’t cut her feet on the ground outside. She nods and he gently tosses her over his shoulder. She watched how they fought together in amazement; she hasn’t seen fighting like this since during the Clone Wars. Once they made it back to the Marauder, Wrecker placed her down gently. 

“Tech get us out of here” Hunter ordered after the door of the ship closed. Holding the frying pan close to her chest she looked around shyly seeing new faces. 

“Hi I’m Omega! What’s your name?” Omega runs up to the princess excitedly. This caused her to relax visibly. You gave Omega your name and Omega grabbed your hand to pull her into a seat. 

“This is Tech and Crosshair” she said pointing to her brothers. The princess gave a polite wave. 

“I just want to say thank you for rescuing me. Is there anything I can do to repay you? I know Cid is paying you but probably not all it is worth.” You said quickly. Five voices chimed back saying it wasn’t a problem.

“I don’t understand why we had to go through the trouble of rescuing you” Crosshair says looking down at the princess before walking away. She wondered what she could’ve done wrong within the minutes she has been on board. But stopped worrying when Omega grabbed her hand dragging her to her bunk asking her a million questions on what it is like to be a princess.

Dropping out of hyperspace and landing on Ord Mantell could not come quick enough. The princess was given a blanket to cover yourself due to the cold and your attire. Walking into Cid’s bar you felt safe walking to the back to greet Cid. 

“Good to see you doll” Cid says getting up from her desk, letting the princess giver her a hug. Though Cid didn’t like affection she allowed it with you. “Let me send someone to get you some suitable clothes you take a seat.” Cid gave you a light push towards the couch. Cid left the office closing the door before heading out to the bar, she had the twi’lek bartender head to the clothing store a few buildings down giving her orders on what to bring back and have the keeper put it on her tab. 

“Thanks for rescuing her boys. Here’s your cut”. Cid says tossing them their share. 

“Is she going to be alright?” Wrecker asked. Cid nodded after letting out a deep sigh. 

“She’ll be fine. Kid would you mind going back there to keep her company?” Cid asked Omega who excitedly agree before going to the back. “I’m going to let her have the last room above the place. I know you are all squatting there but I would like to keep an eye on her before letting her back out in the galaxy.” She says to them going behind the bar to serve drinks. 

“So first we rescue her and now she has to stay with us?” Crosshair asked with distaste evident in his voice. 

“Listen grumpy, it’s my place so accept it or sleep on your ship. I don’t care.” She answers him before turning to her customers. The batch sat in a booth together with the drinks they got from the bartender before she left to do what Cid asked. 

“Why are you being more of an ass than normal Cross?” Hunter asked taking a sip of his drink. 

“Why do we have to babysit her?” he sneered back.

“She was not an issue on the way here and I highly doubt that she will be one while she is staying with us Crosshair” Tech says without looking up from his data pad. 

“She was nothing but polite to us and you act like your head is up a bantha’s ass” Echo chimed in. 

“Plus she’s pretty” Wrecker adds. Crosshair just rolled his eyes at his brothers. He was quick to judge you, but he doesn’t care. He thinks you’re going to be a hinderance while staying with them. 

The twi’lek rushes back with a bag in her hand heading to the back of the bar. You thanked her giving her a kind smile that she returns. Omega grabbed your hand trying to pull you off the couch. 

“Cid says you’re staying upstairs with us in the last free room. I’ll take you up so you can use the fresher. I’ll stay by so you don’t get lonely.” She tells you dragging you out the office and out the bar. Ignoring her brothers calling her name. She guided you to the fresher and brought you towels. The door to the apartment slammed shut causing you to flinch at the sound. “ It’s probably Hunter. Let me tell him why I left so quickly, and you can have some time to yourself. I’ll be waiting on the couch.” She informs you and you thank her and smile. 

 “Omega why did you leave and not say anything?” Hunter asked with a little bit of anger in his tone. 

“Cid instructed me to take care of her. That’s all I’m doing. Sorry for leaving.” She answers him smiling at him so he won’t be mad. Hunter’s anger leaves as she explains her reasoning, telling her to not let it happen again. She nodded and went down the hall to her room. As she scrolled through her data pad you finished your shower and dressed in the clothes the twi’lek bar maid grabbed for you. The sleep shorts and giant sweater felt lovely compared to what you were arrested in. You climbed in the bed curling up in the middle of it going to sleep quickly. Omega came to check on you quietly seeing you sleep she closed your door heading back to her room. Until her brothers came in loudly from the bar. Groaning she got out her bed going into the living area with her hands on her hips. With Hunter behind her. 

“She’s asleep so do me a favor and keep it quiet” he orders his brothers using his sergeant voice. Each member of the batch went to their own rooms and fell asleep for the night. Once the sun began to peek through your curtains you were wide awake. You did you’re a quick morning routine and threw some socks on your feet. Heading into the kitchen, you checked what there was to cook and you ended up making them a full breakfast meal with caf and juice ready for them as well.  Loud footsteps came into the kitchen which you instantly knew it was Wrecker joining you. 

“You made food?” Wrecker asks excitedly. You could only smile at his excitement nodding. That was enough for the gentle giant to scoop you in a hug. You put your arms around his shoulder giving him a squeeze. They each came into the kitchen one by one after Wrecker. Each one said thank you except for Crosshair who just looked at you and made his plate before sitting down. You made yourself a plate and tried to leave the kitchen. Hunter stops you.

“You made this meal and deserve to eat with us” he says scooting over to make space between himself and Omega. 

“This is better than rations. Thank you ma’am” Echo says after swallowing his food. You just gave him a small smile as a thanks. You haven’t been super talkative so many things you did were through gestures. Once the meal was done everyone went their own way for the day. You cleaned the kitchen before heading to the room for some time to relax. 

This cycle went on, you made the batch meals while they weren’t on any missions each of them except Crosshair would accept the hugs you gave them as they returned. Your kind spirit gave them hope in the dark times the galaxy was facing. Omega was now curled up into your side as you read her a book about pirates. You enjoyed spending time with her, it made you feel welcomed and important. Sometimes you decided to offer Tech some help with repairing the ship, he was shocked that you offered to help and even more so when you were doing a great job. You helped each member in different ways, however Cross still avoided you. It hurt your feelings but never understood why it bothered you so much. Until one day he was fed up and decided to approach you with his problem. 

It was after a mission they returned, you greet them with hugs and placing a kiss on their cheeks. You were affectionate with these guys, and they allowed it. Each of them thought it was adorable, what made Crosshair snap is when Hunter’s hand lingered too long for his liking on your hip, and he kissed you on the cheek. It didn’t stop there though, each of this brothers gave you some sort of kiss. Echo kissed your other cheek, Tech kissed you on the forehead, and Wrecker kissed the top of your head. Crosshair decided enough is enough, he grabbed your wrist gently and dragged you out the bar and upstairs to the apartment. 

“What’s the matter Crosshair?” you asked him curiously voice full of innocence. 

“Why are you the way you are?” he asked with a displeased look on his face. 

“What do you mean? Did I do something to offend you?” You asked him head tilted to the side in confusion. 

“Why are you so kriffing affectionate towards them?” he asked his voice full of irritation. 

“I’m sorry, I was not aware it is a problem. They seem to be okay with it, does it offend you? I’ll stop.” You began to ramble more apologies about if your affectionate ways began to make him uncomfortable. He lifted your chin for you to look at him. Your rambling came to a halt when your eyes met his. 

“Cyar’ika you being affectionate doesn’t bother me. It bothers me that you aren’t that way with me.” He tells you releasing a breath he didn’t know he was holding. Your body froze at the term of endearment he said Mando ‘a. Crosshair has always avoided you and you didn’t want to push his boundaries by being affectionate with him like you were with the rest of the squad.  

“You don’t seem to like me much Cross. I didn’t want to push your boundaries by giving you hugs” you admit softly. 

“So you showed it by buying and making me little gifts?” he asks with a smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

“I wanted to make sure you were included somehow. So, I thought gift giving without being too affectionate could show you that I care.” You tell him your eyes flicking between his eyes and lips. You haven’t been this close to someone in quite some time, and it was making you nervous. 

“Well if you don’t mind cyar’ika show me you care through that affection you share with my brothers” he demands. You throw your arms around his neck pulling him into you for a long overdue hug. He pulls away first leaning into kiss you softly. You pull away hiding your face in his chest. He chuckles kissing you on top of your head. “If you’re going to do this every time I kiss you I can’t wait to do it more.” He pulls you as close as he can given he’s still in his armor. You pull away from his embrace grabbing his hand, starting to drag him down the hall.