#if i dont get to finishing it pls don’t get mad at me )) :

[gorejo]

is it too late to write for nnn?

[vamossainz55]

The Fight (Carlos Sainz Jr. x Reader) - Part 2

a/n: as promised here's part 2 of a req made by anon (as seen above). finished it a lot faster than i expected but I am very proud of it <3. i think i picked up some things i was unhappy about the last one and i hope they are better here. it's a bit of a mix between carlos and reader's perspective though so fingers crossed it is clear. @ anon tysm for sending another message to my inbox, i really appreaciate it and i am so glad you enjoyed part 1 <3. here is part 2!!

add. note: i am so annoyed at ferrari today, pls dont even talk to me or look at me. the pitstop and the unsafe release and the yellow flag (+ getting dropped to p8). carlos' race was rough and the car itself was already barely performing. i am sad. this has a lot of comfort at the end especially towards carlos so am i projecting my emotions into my writing? maybe. enjoy <3. (lowkey spoiling yall by posting two fics in a day but i love when i get these writing highs)

tw: swearing, mentions of sex, sad, hurt/comfort, overall carlos redeems himself? very soft and apologetic carlos.

part 1 linked here, masterlist linked here.

The Fight (3.3k words) - part 2

“I didn’t ask you to come here for the race.” Carlos regrets it as soon as the words leave his mouth, but there’s a weird hollow feeling in his chest that always settles when the stress invades his senses. The walls feel like they’re closing in and before he gives you an opportunity to talk he’s excusing himself and heading to the pitlane and leaving you behind. 

It’s like he’s on autodrive because his body is moving as his head is screaming for him to stop but nothing happens. He finds himself sitting with Binotto at the pitwall, and he slips on his headset to be able to hear what is going on with Charles. He takes a deep breath, forcing himself to wipe out the memory of the last thirty minutes out of his mind. He’s not even mad at Ricciardo, he’s mainly just speechless, unaware of how everything went wrong so quickly within the season. Was he not fit for the ferrari seat? 

He tried his best to hide his disappointment at the press after the race, keeping his small smile and focusing on the technicalities. There was a lot that he said but a lot that he didn’t say. He was also extremely nervous to open instagram and see what people had to say. Even after quali he had snuck one or two scrolls through the comment section as you were asleep next to him that night. He was never the type to search himself to see what people had to say but it was hard to ignore when it was on your own comments or your team’s main account’s comments. 

They kept the debrief short for him thankfully, because it was clear that Carlos was a bit out of it. He had tried focusing on the feedback and the team but the only thing he could think about was you. It must have been naive of him because he expects to still find you in the hotel room when he arrives later that evening, and he opens his phone to search for any text but there’s nothing. He takes a deep sharp breath before throwing the phone on his bed. 

“Joder!” He screams, letting out a frustrated breath as he looks over the room. There’s nothing left there apart from his suitcase and he can’t help but look around the room, hoping that you had tidied up your things and for some reason hid your suitcase before deciding to go out for fresh air or something. He comes to terms that you’re gone twenty minutes later, laying down on the bed and covering his face with his hands, mad at himself. He tries calling you but it’s no surprise when you don’t pick up. You don’t pick up the next three calls either. 

He pushes himself to focus on training, but for the first time thinking about racing is not enough to keep his mind off things. As much as he tried every single thought wandered towards you, every single thing somehow linking itself to you. Even being in Miami doesn’t help much, he’s trying his best to keep himself light hearted but the pressure from Ferrari wasn’t even the thing bothering him. Not knowing where you both were was the worst. You had been posting on your instagram too, being back in Spain and hanging out with your friends. It was driving him crazy that the only thing he had heard from you was that you needed time to process what had happened. 

What’s worse is that Charles and Lando notice, and sure they notice whenever Carlos is a bit off, but this time they look concerned. It’s Charles that brings it up in passing and Carlos manages to dodge it and brush it off, but Lando is a different story, especially when his former teammate is bothering him in his room. 

“What’s wrong? Something’s off.” Lando says, crossing his arms over his chest as he practically invites himself in. Carlos lets out a sigh, he’s already ready to sleep but the moment he sees Lando sitting on the couch he’s shutting the door behind him. 

“Nothing jeez. What’s up with you and Charles?” Carlos asks, trying to shift the conversation but it doesn’t get past Lando that easily. 

“What happened with y/n? Charles told me she left early even though she had a day planned for you.” Lando says, looking over at Carlos and Carlos scoffs, because since when were Charles and Lando in cahoots?

“Mate, you’re joking right?” Carlos says, shaking his head before looking around. He did not talk about his feelings to anybody, and he really didn’t want to start today. “We broke up. I think. I don’t know.” He says and he’s suddenly feeling uncomfortable, the walls are suddenly closer to him and the room feels a bit stuffy. Was there always this little oxygen in the room? 

“What? What happened?” Lando asks, completely perplexed. He remembered seeing you both so smitten before the season had started, and Carlos was completely enamored. He had never seen the Spanish driver look like that so you both breaking up was the last thing he expected. Carlos doesn’t answer but Lando is the last person to hesitate to push for more information. It’s no surprise to Carlos when he finally cracks. 

“I fucked up, okay? I’m fucking everything up right now. I can’t even drive and I can’t even treat my girlfriend right.” Carlos murmurs letting out a deep breath. “Fuck- Lando I don’t want to talk about this.” he murmurs but a look from Lando has him talking, explaining what had happened in Italy. 

There’s a pause once Carlos is done with his story, and he is sat on the chair across Lando, elbows resting on his knees as he waits for Lando’s reply. By the way Lando is looking at him it’s definitely nothing good. 

“You fucked up Carlos. You cannot tell me you told her that.” Lando says speechless and Carlos groans. It’s not new information but it’s hard to hear it from somebody else. Lando shakes his head, a mixture of disappointment and pity in his face, “Look, I would say just focus on the race this weekend. It’s a big one. We have Spain next. Figure it out then.” He says before getting up. He offers Carlos a pat on his shoulder as a way to cheer him up. 

“We’ll have breakfast together hm?” Lando offers and Carlos can’t help but smile at him, thanking him softly before he is getting up to accompany Lando to the door. 

Miami goes well. He manages to stay as focused as he can as his mind is wandering around and Charles and him finally manage to share a podium again. It isn’t the best, because it isn’t a P1 and P2 but he’s happy to finally be able to stand on the podium again, covered with champagne and laughing with Max and Charles. 

It’s painful though because his laughs don’t quite hit the right spots, and his smile feels forced most of the weekend. It’s always nice to end up in the top 3 but going back down off the podium without seeing you or even getting a text had his mind dizzying a bit. 

This is why he arrives in Madrid the earliest he can. He drops his things at his apartment before he’s dressing as discreetly as he can. The Spanish weather is quite useless as it restricts him from disguising himself with a random cap and sunglasses. He keeps his head ducked most of the time he’s out and around and he’s thankful the receptionist at your building recognizes him still as your boyfriend and gives him the pair key they had. 

He’s surprised that you come home late that night, he’s careful to be quiet as he moves to come closer to the entrance. The lights slowly turn on and you’re back is facing him as you hang your bag on the hanger. 

“Sorpresa,” Surprise, he says with a smile and his smile drops when you jump and let out a scream. 

“Fuck! Carlos, what the hell?!” You scream, hand instantly holding your chest. You’re breathing heavy, the scare practically knocking the wind out of you as Carlos begins to apologize. 

“I am so sorry.” He says before he’s going over to you, frowning when you only step back. 

“What are you doing here Carlos?” You ask with a sigh, crossing your arms over your chest. 

“I made us dinner, cooked your favorite.” He says with a small smile before he’s stepping closer to you again. He extends his hands forward for you to hold and you let out a soft sigh before coming closer, squeezing his hands. “Come on,” He says. 

Dinner goes by smoothly and you genuinely kick yourself for forgetting how good of a chef Carlos was. By the time you both finish dinner you’re feeling warm and fuzzy from the wine and the food. The conversation was kept casual, and you had asked him about the Miami race, reluctantly telling him that you had watched it and of course you had cheered him on. 

Carlos takes this conversation as a segway to bring up the last time you were both together. He’s nervous but he knows he has to. It wouldn’t be fair to ignore it and act like it had never happened. He shifts a bit in his seat and clears his throat. 

“I’m really sorry about what happened.” he says with a sigh, cracking his knuckles a bit as he watches you. By your expression it's clear that you’re surprised that he’s brought up the topic but you nod a bit anyway in understanding. 

“I’m not going to say it’s fine.” You murmur, looking over at him and he shakes his head sighing. 

“It wasn’t. It was shit on me.” He mumbles, shifting to get up. “I’ll take these to the kitchen and we can sit at the couch hm?” He asks, picking up your plates. You give him a small nod, sighing softly before you are heading to the living room. He comes back with a small bowl of fruit, setting it down at the table before sitting next to you, facing his body towards you as he looks over you. 

“I treated you horribly and it was wrong of me to do that.” Carlos murmurs, taking a deep breath. This was hard for him. Apologies never came easy, but he never thought he would have to apologize to you. 

“If you didn’t want me to join for the race you could have said so Carlos,” You murmur, letting out a shaky breath. A part of you had felt bad for not giving Carlos a heads up and although your friends told you he was the one being unreasonable there was a bit of doubt in your mind if you had been the one.

“No, no. I wanted you there. God- I was so happy that you were there.” Carlos says, frustrated that he had even made you feel that way. He reaches to hold your hands, letting out a deep breath. 

“I was upset because of the qualifying and the race and I am really bad at expressing myself. I’m already horrible at it in Spanish- imagine how it is for me in English.” He says sincerely, searching for your eyes to make sure you know he’s being truthful. “I’m used to dealing with everything myself so I guess I am not used to being able to rely on someone. I normally just shut myself down.” He explains as best as he can. You’re watching him, listening to him silently and it's so quiet that he can’t help but continue to talk, trying to fill in the silence. 

“You can’t imagine how I felt after the race. I went to the hotel and fuck- all I wanted was to see you. It made me so upset to not have you there. Even after the podium in Miami, all I wanted to do was to call you, ask what you thought-” He continues to ramble and he doesn’t stop, not until you pull him close and wrap his arms around his neck and laugh.

“God, you’re an idiot.” You murmur, holding him close as you tuck your face into his neck. “I just worry about you. I want to be there for you.” You say and his arms securely wrap themselves around your waist and it’s so nice to have you close to him. He doesn’t want to let you go. 

“Mi amor, you’re always there for me, I know that. I am sorry that I failed to appreciate that.” Carlos murmurs, kissing the top of your head as he lets out a shaky breath. “Te amo mucho.” I love you a lot, he promises, rubbing over your back. You slowly pull away, smiling at him before connecting your lips. 

The kisses are gentle at first, his lips are melting against yours but you’re slowly shifting on his lap, wanting to feel him closer. It had been a while since you both had been this close to each other. Before the Emilia Romagna GP you hadn’t seen him for a month and it was clear Carlos was just as needy as you, already laying down, pulling you to be properly on top of him. His lips are trailing down your neck and he’s leaving open mouthed kisses that are making your mind fuzzy. Soon enough you’re both stumbling into your bedroom, hands roaming on each other. 

Carlos drags you to the Spanish GP the week after, you are a bit hesitant to join but you take the flight Carlos gives you anyways and you arrive in Barcelona Friday evening with a small carry on bag. You’re excited and you go to Carlos’ hotel and see his family. It’s not the first time you meet them so there’s not too much pressure but they are as welcoming as always. 

“How are you feeling?” You ask Carlos once you’re both settled on the bed. You’re gently running your fingers over his knuckles, humming softly as you listen to him rattle on about the practices. “Are you nervous?” You ask him softly and give him a small smile before nodding when he lets out a shaky breath and says yes. 

“Home races are rough.” He chuckles nervously, keeping it short. It isn’t much but you’re relieved to hear the truth instead of a I’m fine. 

Quali the next day has you on edge. Everybody’s nervous and the tensions are soaring. You try your best to get Carlos to relax but as soon as he’s out on track you know he needs to fight for it himself. It’s rough and painful when the results come around. P3. The numbers look loud and clear on the screen and the way Carlos is answering the post qualifying questions is enough to tell you he’s clearly not pleased with the result. It’s even worse watching Carlos Sr. hand the pole award to Charles. You were happy for him, he had driven his heart out but seeing Carlos shift to go to the garage had your heart clenching a bit. 

“Hey,” You say softly when you see Carlos enter the garage, as always he goes around the garage. He’s wearing a smile that isn’t quite meeting his eyes and a part of you is ready for a cold response once he gets to you but instead he wraps his arms around you before kissing your lips briefly. 

“Sorry, I’m sweaty.” He says, taking the towel to wipe his forehead. You shake your head, not minding it at all “That was shit- sick of P3.” He tries to laugh off but you know him better than that. His hand goes to the lower of your back, rubbing over there for a bit. “I want to cover a lot with the team today before the race.” He says looking over your eyes to make sure it is okay with you. “Is it okay if you go back first? I’ll text you what time I’ll be done and we can relax then hm?” He asks softly. You give him a small smile, nodding. As much as you wanted to be there for him you knew he was meeting you halfway and you had to meet him there too. 

“Alright, are you sure you’re okay?” You ask softly and Carlos nods with a soft smile. 

“Yeah. Happy to see you here.” He says softly before he’s kissing your head. 

He comes back a bit later in the evening but it isn’t too late, you both squeeze in some dinner and keep the conversation light, and Carlos tells you he just wants to relax the night, so you give him a small nod and a kiss to his cheek before you both decide to head to bed early with a movie playing on the TV. 

The next morning is hectic though, and it is clear that the pressure is on. There amount of fans wearing Ferrari merchandise and especially Carlos has you both nervous and excited. The support is clear and you’re happy to see how many people were rooting for Carlos. When the race started though things quickly got messy and were only gradually getting worse. It was rough to see Carlos drop off the podium and finish P4, with Charles not even finishing the race. 

It was clear by the time Carlos headed back to the garage he was out of it. He reached to you for a quick hug before giving you an apologetic smile. “I’ll meet you at the hotel?” He asks and you’re about to insist to stay but he shakes his head. “Need to talk to the team and I need some time to myself. Is that alright?” He asks and you look over him, letting out a soft breath. 

“Of course. Text me if you need anything?” You offer and he nods. 

“I love you.” He says and you smile before promising it back. 

Although Carlos had finished the race it was clear he was displeased with his performance. He had made a few mistakes here and there and although he had tried to give you a reassuring smile when he walked back into the garage you knew it was bothering him. It was a rough race, and that was it. 

You simply stayed in the hotel and thought about what to order in for you both, but Carlos had taken a bit longer that evening. You tried your best to not doze off but the heat at the circuit had gotten the better of you. The combination of the air conditioning at the suite’s couch had you out in less than an hour, only waking when you feel someone snuggle into your chest . You instinctively wrap your arms around them before slowly blinking, Carlos' hair is damp and smells like fresh shampoo. Your eyes are still blurry and you look down to see Carlos, his mop of hair already tickling your nose. 

“I disappointed everyone.” Carlos murmurs and you quickly tighten your arms around him, running your fingers through his hair. 

“Babe, you didn't, you drove your best.” You promise rubbing your thumb over his forehead as he nuzzles closer. You’re taking deep breaths, hoping that it would help him calm down. 

“I made so many mistakes, I was so careless.” He says and you can’t help but sigh, kissing his forehead. You wish you could do something else but you were glad that you were at least there for him. 

“Mistakes happen my love. Nobody’s upset with you.” You promise and your heart breaks a little when he simply nods, letting out a sniffle. “I love you.” You remind him and he nods. 

“I love you too,” He says before he’s looking up at you with the smallest smile. You smile back at him and kiss his lips, giving him a few pecks before he’s letting out a gentle laugh. And although you knew this wasn’t going to be one of Carlos’ last bad days, you knew it was all going to be okay. 

fin.

a/n: i hope you enjoyed ! i wrote this before today's race (zandvoort) but all i wanna do is give carlos the biggest hug and a kiss on the forehead. it's been rough folks, so i hope this makes it a bit better. writing has definitely cheered me up a bit.

interested in reading more? check out my masterlist

f1 taglist: @sgkophie @troybolton-14 @lostinketterdam

taglist from part 1: @tita010 @ihearttheoriginals @blueleonor @ohthemisssery @dreams-and-cookies @amorestevens

if you want to be added to my f1 taglist please let me know <3

[goldtheostrich]

Current Fandoms and Stuff I like! (will update often)

(Most favorite ones are Sailor Moon and Ojamajo Doremi, but the rest are a fight for second place! >:3)

Ed Edd N Eddy

South Park

Digital Circus

Murder Drones

BFDI/BFDIA/BFB/TPOT yeeessss

Leo (2023) most recent fandom go watch it pls

Regular show

Sailor Moon

Ojamajo Doremi

Precure

The Amazing World of Gumball

MHA

Cute High Earth Defense Club

Catscratch

Bluey

Marvel stuff (hehe)

Dragon Ball

Demon Slayer

Spooky Month

One Piece

Naruto

PPGZ and PPG

Canimals

Jewelpet

Pripara

Cardcaptor Sakura

Tokyo Mew Mew

Housebroken

Princess Tutu

All of Aphmau’s series! :>

Percy Jackson

Warrior Cats

Aristocats

Oliver and Company

Proud Family

Peanuts

Adventure Time

Lucky Star

Talking Tom and Friends

FHFIF

The Owl House

Gravity Falls

Whatever Happened to Robot Jones

Steven Universe

101 Dalmatians the Series

1O1 Dalmatian Street

Animal Jam (Play Wild and OG)

Roblox

Genshin Impact

Canimals

The Amazing Digital Circus

Bitlife

Sims 4

Dungeons & Dragons

The Simpsons

12. oz Mouse

(still fairly new to some of these, so yeahhhh)

Now time to explain the rules in this blog and some stuff about me!

-fav animal is seals bc they so silly, also one my most fav youtubers, leamon puppy has her main as a seal, think that’s where I first started loving seals so much but idk XDDD

-I absolutely love vintage vids, just something so interesting about them to me! I love animes from the 90s-2010s most, but my most FAVORITE anime genre is magical girls!

-My first magical series was probably Glitter Force (SMILE PRECURE DUB YALL), but then Sailor Moon caught my eye and it is one my favs to this day! I finished Tokyo Mew Mew first though!

-Fav character is Pop Harukaze! She doesn’t get much of a role in Ojamajo Doremi as a Ojamajo, but something about her personality or something.. I am just living for it!

-Some other favs.. and yes I have a long list bc my autistic brain can’t choose favorites when they are so unique.. are Tsubomi/Cure Blossom, Komugi/Cure Wonderful, Flower (BFDI+), Two (BFB), Firey (BFDI+), X (BFB), (Teardrop (BFDI+), Four (BFB), Aiko (Ojamajo Doremi), Onpu (Ojamajo Doremi), Chibi Chibi/Sailor Chibi Chibi, Saki/Cure Bloom, Minako/Sailor Venus, Erika/Cure Marine, Nagisa/Cure Black, Bu-Ling/Mew Pudding, Yayoi/Cure Peace, Love/Cure Peach, Hana-chan (Ojamajo Doremi), Pollun/Porun (Precure), Jewlulu (Pripara), Tweek (you know what), Oz (Canimals), Muffin (Bluey), Zane (Mystreet/Aphmau), Garroth (Mystreet/Aphmau), Kim (Mystreet/Aphmau), Ian (Mystreet/Aphmau) and Noi (MID/Aphmau)!

-Fav color is lavender and pastel yellow

-Im scatterbrained at times, but can try remembering anything you say! Im clumsy and shy! <3

-“Do you have games on your phone” YES BUT LEAVE THEM IF ITS MY PHONE OR IPAD XDDD, especially my dear Animal Jam >:3

-I don’t really prefer to talk on email or text.. just tell me something on here or a social media platform like Youtube or Deviantart! I still use Gold the Ostrich as the user!

-Fav thing to say is “HOR HOR HOR HOR HOR” all i freaking know about fnaf is the movie with unnecessary add on lore 💀

-I don’t mind cussing, it’s just not a full on “lifestyle” for me

Now some rules! <3

-Everyone is allowed on my blog, it is mostly a tickle/random blog, but it’s quite decent so far!

-If you dislike this blog, please don’t say unnecessary stuff in your blogs, posts in any other media, etc if so. Just try ignoring this blog if possible.

-I can do commissions, especially of the following fandoms, but pls don’t get too upset if I don’t know a certain fandom, sometimes I forget to add a fandom to here.

- I am a minor, 13 in fact! So no sussy requests pleaseeee!! any other tickle requests are okay, even from fandoms I dont know, or your ocs! pls dont be mad if I don’t want to do your request! I will do anything that is sfw and accept lgbtq+ characters aswell!

-Might update this later, but this is good for now! Also this might stay as my only blog due to having no other ideas for blogs at the moment

[finneysbaseball]

Could you do headcanons for the black phone boys x reader who has narcolepsy? (Seperate)

(And if you don’t know narcolepsy is please search it up I’m bad at explaining-)

i looked it up and i think its basically falling asleep randomly? idk that much about it so feel free to correct me!!!

also pls dont be mad if i haven't done your requests, they will get done i just go by which ones I'm most motived to do!!!

finney blake

im gonna gonna assume you already told him about it

and in the videos ive watched you usually start to like look sleepy and stuff (if that makes sense?)

lets say your at a restaurant when this is happening

when your about to fall asleep (i think? idk the term for it I'm so sorry)

he catches your head and rests you on his shoulder waiting for you to wake up<33

this boy is so sweet oml

hes just so patient with you

robin arellano

hes so nice about it:((

if you took medication for it(idk if thats for everyone thats what i read)

he'd carry some in a little pill case (finney would 2)

and when your about to fall asleep (again idk what the term is)

he'll make you lay down, if you can he'll make you lay on his shoulder

and he'd kiss your forehead waiting for you to wake back up

if any one said anything about it, he'd beat their ass as soon as you woke up😊

vance hopper

even though he beat someone up over a pinball game, he'd be so sweet about it

he wouldn't really understand it, but he'd be patient with you.

he'd also wreck someone's shit if they gave you stuff about it

see isn't he just the nicest

he'd make u sleep on his chest/ neck until you woke up

if anyone stared he'd burn holes into them

bruce yamada

i think all of them would carry your medication around (if you take it)

but bruce would be most prepared

catching your face when you fall

having a med kit in his backpack incase you accidentally hurt yourself, although its never used cus hes there for you<33

if you're walking and you feel drowsy he'll carry you bridal style

billy showalter

his dog would kind of be your support animal

he'd be so patient with you

hes so sweet omg

if he couldn't be in the same room as you, his dog would be

he trained his dog for you🫶

he'd also carry meds for you (if u take any)

i feel like this boy would be mean asf (to ppl who deserve it

like he'd be sweet and nice

but if someone said something hurtful to you?

theyre gonna learn alot of new words<3

thats all cus i need to finish my homework 😊

[angelshellohi]

Hey! I haven’t really interacted with anyone on tumblr but thought I’d give it a go seeing as your requests are open :)

I would like love love a Jonathan x Reader fic pretty much of complete fluff where he and (afab reader? That’s just me but i really don’t mind what pronouns are used!) reader really love laying together, listening to songs, looking through photos he’s taken blah blah blah, basically just a really cute fluffy Fic heheh :)

No pressure about time!! Excited to see what you do if it happens but honestly no pressure :D

I love this request!!! It's so cute!!!

Pairing: Jonathan Byers x fem!reader

warnings/note: Fluff, reader calling Jonathan Jonny even tho he hates it, Reader and jonny being little sillies, y/n is used, reader gets mad at jonny for smoking bc she told him to stop, nancy and jonathan have been friends and weren't ever dating, food, marijuana mentioned/used, reader being a hypocrite and smoking, cussing, n that's it!!!

A/n: this is my first fic so it might suck. pls dont bully me :( and I might've gotten a little too carried away.. sorry lol

started: 05/07/23

finished: 05/21/23

Sorry it took so long and it's so short I was busy 😭

You were sitting on your bed, about to start on your homework when you heard a knock on the door. Your mom was out in the living room so she would probably get the door. A minute or two had passed and you were doing your math homework. "Y/N!!! your friend Jonathan is here!" your mom yelled. "COMING!!!" you yelled back. you ran down the stairs to see your little Jonny. "hi!" you said as you met Jonathan and your mom at the front door. "hi." Jonathan said back. Jonny was always a little awkward in front of your mom because the two of you were dating and she didn't know. your mom didn't really like your friends, Jonathan and argyle because she thought that Jonny was weird and she didn't like argyle because he always reeked of weed. "why are you here?" you asked Jonathan. " wait! sorry i didnt mean it like that, i just wanna know why you came here,"

"I just wanted to hang out," Jonathan said. "ok! but one sec i gotta get my shoes on" you said as you went to get your shoes. you put them on and told your mom you were going with Jonathan. you left the house and the two of you got into the back of your friend, Argyle"s van. "im gonna drop you dudes off at byers' place 'cause I gotta be at surfer boy right now" argyle said. "is he high?" you whispered to Jonathan. you asked him because the weed smell in the van was strobger than usual. then you noticed the smell was on jonny, like he smoked it too. " jonny..." you said as the both of you made eye contact.

"sorry! I was just stressed!" he defended. "stressed about what?" you asked. " a test..." jonathan confessed. " baby, you should've just called me. I would have helped you." you said, concerned. "Y/L/N, Byers, we're here." argyle announced. Jonathan and you left the van and walked to the byers' house. "Y/n!!!!" El shouted as she ran up to hug you. El was your best girl friend, since no other girls your age really liked you. But you were fine with being friends with El. You loved El like a sister. Will waved at you and smiled and you did the same back. "Hi y/n! How are you doing, sweetie?" Joyce asked. Joyce loved when you came over because Jonathan was always so happy around you and when you weren't around he'd talk about you non-stop. Will was annoyed while El would listen because she liked you too. (Not like that obviously 😭)

"good, how about you Mrs Byers?" You said "oh, will, El and I were going to rink-o-mania because El loves going there!" Joyce exclaimed. The three of them rushed out of the house leaving you and Jonny alone.

"do you wanna go to my room?" Jonathan asked "sure!"

For the next few hours you two were being little sillys

Right now, you two were looking at photos in his camera. "Wait, I remember that! That was when Nancy came to Lenora and we went swimming! That was fun.." you yelled out. "It was.." Jonathan said. he looked at you. "Jonny, what's wrong?" You asked. Then he bursted out laughing. "What?" You laughed too. "Nothing" he said as he tried calming himself down. "I just remembered something stupid you said" he finished saying. "Well I say a lot of stupid shit.." you added. "WAIT!" Jonathan yelled out as he left the room. So you did what he yelled. You waited for him to come back.

"look!" Jonathan came into the room and showed you a baggie of weed and cookie dough. "Jonathan, are you insane?! We're not doing that!" You yelled. "Because we're not?" Jonathan said.

The two of you were laying on the living room floor smoking a joint while waiting for the cookies to be done. "Dude, okay so you know how we're graduating this year, right?" You said. "yeah?" " And you and Nancy wanted to go to the same college to hang out and work together, or whatever??" "Y/N? What the fuck are you talking about?" Jonathan laughed. " It's just time goes by so fast, like yesterday we met and it was the beginning of school. And now we're gonna graduate." You said. You felt like you're mom when she would say 'they grow up so fast" and start tearing up. Then the oven went off and jonathan got out the cookies.

...

[rinbowaman]

RAEEEEE GUESS WHOS HERE ABOUT DT SUPER LATE🤩

Me😌

Im sorry BUT NOW IM GONNA START READING IT AND YOULL GET ALL MY LIVE REACTIONS🤭‼️

"Gently rubbing his fingertips along your skin, swaying them back and forth"

RAE😭😭 WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO USSSSS, pls pls take our well being into consideration 😔😔

“Good girl... you even know how to pronouce it correctly"

good girl? GOOD GIRL???? AND HE HAS THE AUDACITY TO WINK AFTERWARDS???? im done I cant with this guy

“Maybe….we’ll see.”

Maybe yes, hopefully not😌

“Night sweet thing.”

Boy im no object 🤨🤨 (but since its you saying it, I dont mind as much😋)

“Let us know if you need anything.”

You sir pls?🤯

Gazing at the message that you had just received, you saw that it was from Kurt, who expressed how good it was to see you again. “…Hmm…I wonder….” You mentally noted as you came up with an idea and messaged back.

No no pls dont "wonder" it usually ends bad😨

OMG IM LOOKING AT THE PICS YOU ADDED RN AND IM- SUISHSEESDDD let me suck your dick pls??? (Both)

“You would look so pretty in a wedding dress.”

THIS AND THE PICTURE UNDERNEATH IT????VBYXDGHHHHH, Heejeong does smh unexplainable to me😣

“Yeah?.....I beg to differ.”

SIR???? STOPPPP

“Hey, y/n. I’m finally here, sorry I missed the ceremony, but I’m glad I could make it in now.”

You missed the ceremony what else you here for boy?💀 also rae pls pls dont do what im think you're going to do pls pls dont

You had invited Kurt, as a manner to introduce him to the family since you had recently decided to give him a chance and accept his offer to begin a relationship

Bye.

WHYYYYY TELL ME WHYTYYY???????? I dont even know what to say🤯🤯

Im kurt number 1 hater #kurtkys #kurtleaveynalone #kurtpullasamuelsoicanhaveareasontohateyou

Im never forgiving you for this rae

"Im good Mrs....um..."

Bro doesn't even know the name of his girlfriends mother 💀💀 this is way worse then what samuel did I think I have reason to hate him now😌

Heejeong merely looked down at Kurt’s hand before glaring back up at him….then over to you.

YES BAE IGNORE HIS DIRTY HANDS WHO KNOWS IF HE EVEN WASHED THEM???😨‼️

"Nice to meet you. I’m Kurt.”

No one cares bro you can stop💀💀

You figured they were disappointed that you hadn’t told them about Kurt sooner

Nah babes they're mad bc they want to fuck you

"We’re dating.”

Im so done with y/n

"They were busy.”

Pls keep em busy🙏🏻🙏🏻

"It’s okay….” You bit your lip as you chuckled once more. Leaning in, you whispered out. “Should we try again?"

NO???? how about y'all DONT try again💀

"So..."

FINALLY OME OF MY BAES🤭🤭

"Come again?....”

Y/n bae in the nicest way possible, stfu🤗

"Nuh-uh. Come here, we need to have a little talk, you and I.”

Okay lets talk😋 OMG THE PICTURE????? IM DYING DJJDUDJEJD

“Shhh….come here…..COME HERE.”

Come here and get some~~

ANOTHER PICTURE???? *this user has died*

Okay ill continue dying after i finish this ask 🔥🔥

“Stop! This is wrong! You’re insane, get off!”

Dont stop! This is feels so right! You're not insane, dont get off**** sorry had to fix your typo😰😰

"Dont be like that…..haven’t I shown you kindness and affection?....Haven’t I shown just how much I ADORE you?”

BAE PLS PLS FORGIVE MY DEAR Y/N, SHES JUST BEING SILLY 🤗🤗

"Those are some pretty strong words princess…..are we fighting? Hmm? Tell me…..” placing a hand on your hip, he starts to motion your body to grind against his crotch as he whispers out the last bit. “Are we fighting?”

I might have to resume being dead soon bc oh my god i cant handle this

"Tell me baby….since we’re fighting…tell me what I gotta do to fix it…tell me.

Nothing babe you're perfect 😌‼️ #loveyourself #changeyourselffornoone #beyourself

"Come on baby…tell me what I gotta do to fix it….so we can get along…”

OH WAITTTT, that shitty gf of yours💀 we can get along then👍🏻

No princess….dont think I will……I don’t think you want me to…..that’s okay because that’s what I’m here for…..”

You're right, pls dont stop😣

"Boyfriend hasn’t touched you yet…has he?”

THANK GOD NO 🙏🏻🙏🏻

"Let me fix it."

Yeah this is my last straw, im dead 👍🏻

Okay kids, lets all thank rae for the amazing chapter 🤭🤭

Bro the way I laughed at this….this is…this is gold. I’m literacy saving this right now so I can refer back to it bc this was just absolutely hands down the best Silky. Omg. Lol! I loved that enjoyed the chapter. Bro..the part where Heeseung was like “let me beat it up and say sorry to it with my tongue later” I died lol. Could you imagine? I should have chapter 6 posted by tomorrow maybe since im working on HHP ch 20 rn ;)

[thebadtimewolf]

why r u so mad about ppl preferring ten x madame de pompadour to ten x martha like ten/martha will never be a thing. ten don’t want anything to do with martha. he literally said to her face she wouldn’t replace rose… and she never did… isnt canon enough for you

hm.

im glad im only a scorpio on this alone. if martha deserved better than ten then so do all of em but anyway:

this ask is giving 2006/07 i dont want to see tenth doctor in a romantic relationship with a person of color because i can't project myself or relate to them if they arent the very thing being catered to me ever since the silent pictures vibes. u know the same vibe when rtd was told to not regenerate 14 in 13's clothes. just. Ick.

but im not mad. its just interesting for a ship so big as tenrose, it is usually correlated with hating madame de pompadour and/or joan and/or river [though in joan's case they hate her not because shes racist but because shes not rose]

though comics tend to release to combat that in multi doctor stories where they jump through various alternate universes of themselves where the doctor sees themselves settled down with dr. grace holloway (for 8th dr multi doctor stories) and professor melody williams/river song (for 11th dr multi doctor stories) where in those cases, they are frightful of the concept settling down at all. [take note that both times, he settles down in the same house that he owns bc of that unit paycheck on the dl] so i am curious that with this new drs, the equivalent of this would be 13 14 15 being terrified of settling down with rose because they had grown past her as this point.

i prefer the doctor in a polyromantic ace relationship than their umpteenth 🌟tragic heteronormative romance with yt human woman number 23445788764443356743🌟 i want 14 to sweep martha off her feet in pure joy and kiss her passionately while badmouthing tf out of 10 like 9 11 12 13 do with no filter before cradling her like a baby because hes about to crumble under his brand new identity complex and then take her kid to an amusement park and then 14 trips over a brick and dies. hell i rather have nina sosanya play a whole different lady in nod to doctor who recycles their actors trope as a way to introduce a love interest to 14

that amusment park one weirdly sounds like a 8th doctor audio. pls 🙏🏾 dont make it into one i couldnt handle schezro let alone the rest of his content. Empire of the Wolf made me so fucking worried for rose marion tyler like im just she back home 🫣. as for rose tyler from the sea devil universe still out about. whoop his ass. if billie come back as HER? MISS COVER MODEL MISS DICTATOR MISS EMPRESS ROSE?

NOT

i would love for ten to be strictly friends with the new miss empress rose. get that martha karma real quick ehehehehe after all rtd did say they need freema for somethin and im sure seeing 10 get treated the same way he treated martha by no other than empress rose herself -AND THEN EMPRESS ROSE FLIRTS WITH MARTHA??? FINGERS CROSSED??? im just saying that i personally will ride on that for 8 black history months and christmases straight like woo

also real glad it is collectively decided by every one that tentoo is just john smith not corin so yay thanks big finish and titan comics

[jinkicake]

SGDHHD no yehs when I saw Barbatos I was like hehe funny that a god is named after a demon but Venti is literally gluten free catholic like,,, ngl forgot Germany and all of Europe was😭 like someone was saying something weird and SOMEONE REPLIED W A CLOSE UP OF BARBRA AND SHE HAS CROSSES ALL IVER HER AND INSIDE THE CATHEDRAL 💀💀IN GAME LORE BARBATOS HAS NOTHING TO DO W CROSSES😭😭 hoyoverse let me write for this game bc all the plot holes piss me off. Like the entire Liyue arc was a waste of time actually like if we didn’t meet all my fav characters; ESPECIALLY XINYAN happy birthday sis😔💕 I would have Been mad. Bc Zhongli is so DUMB he literally throw not only his nation but all of teyvat into like a economic crisis bc he wanted a vacation 😐 he’s so lucky he’s got bc I was mad asf when I finished it. Bro you did ALL THAT when you could have just said lmao y’all I’m out like Venti did… you caused everyone so much trouble AND DIDNT HELP… if I punch a god is that a ticket straight to hell??? Bc Venti is the best archon out of the strongest 3 and probably all 7! Bc he helped w storm terror like he didn’t rly abandon his people bc they still worship him and think highly of him- even people outside of mondstat for the wind gliders- like no way is the green drunk twink the most responsible…. Im sick of the “ sorry I can’t say I have a contract” stuff too bc if you have the traveler a Glock the game would be 20 mins. Of my boy got his villian arc they would speak up then😤 like he has to run errands for people with nobody really helping to find his twin and dainsleif fine ass jumped into the abyss so we don’t see him no more, and Venti says so much while saying s o little☺️🔪 will talk for 30 mins and you still have no information like if he can’t tell us what’s wrong then tell me who’s holding y’all hostage so I can go beat them up!! Like pls is Venti knows every song past present and future( which I love that timelines ms tuff he shared w obey me barbatos and they’re both green) he definitely knows some important stuff that will help us change fate🙂( Also sorry for brain rot I have SO much to say about these parasites taking up space in my brain)

brain rot is the only thing that gets me through my week LOL i love reading it

VENTI... A GLUTEN FREE CATHOLIC?! PLEASEEEE honestly, i find out new things every day with your brain rots bc as much as i try to be a lore player i read all the dialogue and then forget it the second i finish a quest sigh.... no amount of youtube explanation videos can keep me updated

NO BC I HAVE SOME CHOICE WORDS W ZHONGLI and honestly, its only bc i was pissed he would always make me pay!!!! but i wasnt all that mad bc then childe would give me money #hearteyes ... i get zhongli wanted a break and he so deserved it but i did side eye him at the fake death hes so dramatic..... i love it

venti is the strongest of the three I AGREE..... but i have to say i just know Tsaritsa is going to be the baddest bitch and i am so excited bc shes going to be everything to me like i dont know what she is doing or what she is plotting but ill be on her side through it all!

oh speaking of drunk venti.... i know they make him so soft but I love seeing fanart of him during the catalyst like unhinged venti might have to be my favorite.... even if i do fall asleep during his dialogues im sorry that he talks and talks and talks... his voice is cute tho!

the connections between both barbatos..... theres something there but my brain cant connect the dots.... obey me seven sins equals seven archons confirmed, the end.... but add barbatos take out BEEL >:-)

[muzdiir]

im so angry mostly at myself

i made the mistake of going out w my mother 2 wks ago on a whim bc i wanted to get out of the house & i figured i was in a  good head space to deal with her bullshit. so i go out w her to the shoe store & the entire time, she’s stumbling around like a drunk, can’t finish any of her sentences/thoughts, slurring her words & just generally being obnoxious. i start thinking maybe she accidentally doubled up on her meds (it’s happened before) & that’s why she’s so blitzed.

we leave & then go for a drive. the whole time, she keeps speaking absolute gibberish. again, just incomplete thoughts. numerous times she sounded like she was sleep talking. she at one point mentions that she’s been “seeing her brothers & sisters” randomly--she saw her sister (who is deceased) in the kitchen & then had a full conversation with her??? & i’m like, uhh pls tell ur doctor this!

& then finally she tells me she had an edible before we left, and honestly this explains SO MUCH. like, of course this is how she reacts high. she’s complained to me before about how her dr wont prescribe her medical marijuana, supposedly bc the hospital he’s associated w is too christian for that. except the hospital is leading research in the state about the benefits of med pot over opiates so that seems fake lmao. prob more likely the dr knows what meds mom is taking & is like “u kno, those mixed is prob not a great idea lol”

ANYWAY the point is that my mom rly pissed me off. she knows i don’t like being around ppl who are high/drunk, & yet she did it anyway! afterwards, she starts in on her “i apologize” bullshit & asks me if i’m mad & before i can even respond, she hits me w “pls dont be mad” like THE FUCK DO U WANT ME TO SAY

i havent rly spoken to her since & ive made the choice to never go out with her again BUT BOY HOWDY does she know just how to corner me. i just got home from an appt & before i slink away, she comes up & asks, in her most “well, maybe, if you’re feeling like it” 👉👈 😳 way, if i can take her out to the store some time next week

& im not ready to respond to this, which she knows, which is why she asked me then. all i can say is “i’ll think about it” & I’M SO FCKN ANGRY AT MYSELF BC I JUST WANT TO SAY NO BUT HERE I AM, STILL GIVING HER WISHYWASHY ANSWERS BC I CAN’T SAY NO TO HER. im angry that she puts me in these positions & angry bc its so hard to stick to my guns

im so fckn tired & angry

[cattordi]

atta girl

a/n haven’t written in a while dont judge pls, my mental health is horrible rn, don’t be mad at me.

summary professor buck helps you after school

pairings professor!bucky barnes x shy!collegestudent!reader

warnings bad writing, nicknames (hun, baby, and doll) language, sex/smut, stress, shy kinda reader, no protection, not proofread, short and “sweet”, minors DNI 18+

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“come in!” james yells from his office. you walk in somewhat timid at the fact that you are alone with your professor. he looks up as soon as the door opens and smiles, “hey y/n. come take a seat.

you give him a small smile as a you walk in, not making eye contact. “what can i do for you?” he ask and you gulp way too loudly, “well i’m failing your class as you know, and- and i just wanted you to know i’m sorry. is there anything i can do to get my grade up? i’ve been stressed out and-“

“y/n, you’re okay. no need to explain. yes, i’m disappointed because you used to be the top in my class but that’s okay.” he assures and you take a deep breath. “what’s got you so stressed?” he ask.

“my ex. we broke it off because he couldn’t make me.. y’know. finish and he got tired of it. and now he has a new girlfriend and she’s annoying and nosy and i want them out my life-” you say and james laughs. you look up in confusion and he’s staring back at you with a shit-eating grin. “what?”

“you’re stressed over a dude who can’t make you cum. hun that’s the stupidest shit i’ve ever heard.” he says and you blink hard. “is it that hunter kid i always see you with? God i should beat his ass.” james says but you stay quiet but he notices quickly, “come here.”

before standing, you look up at him through your eyebrows and his are raised. when you make it around his desk, he pulls you to stand in between his legs. “listen, if i have to prove to you that you shouldn’t stress over him. i will.”

his hand slides onto the back your thighs and up to your ass. “do i need to show you? i see the way you bite your lip at me during class.” he begins and you whisper softly, “bad, bad girl. you want me? don’t you?”

you nod slowly but james just sighs loudly, “use your words doll. do you want me?” he ask again, “yes.” you mumble and he raises his eyebrows, “yes, professor…. but what if someone catches us?”

“atta girl, but that’s the fun part about it.” he mumbles and pulls at your skirt, “i want you too hun.” you lean down to kiss him but his lips reach yours first. james’ hands pull your underwear down your ankles and then caress’ your thighs.

you feel your wetness rolling down you leg and you silently panic. “so wet for me already. i’ve barely touched you baby.” james mumbles as he pulls your skirt up and kisses the top of your clit.

you moan and smile down at james. his middle fingers slide into you slowly as his thumb rubs your clit; causing a feeling of lavish. “doll, you’re so tight around my fingers. listen, i want you to stand this whole time while i ruin you with my fingers.”

you nod slowly as his fingers roughly fuck in and out of you. the more he goes the harder it is to stand. “i have to cum. God i have to cum.” you mumble and james chuckles.

“cum on my fingers pretty girl.” james says and you do. an orgasm rips through you and it’s the first you’ve felt from a man in awhile, knowing your ex and fingers didn’t do shit for you. james watches in awe as you come around his fingers.

when your high wears off, you open your eyes and james’ slacks are down his legs. he stays at you before whispering, “are you ready?”

“yes professor.” you whisper back and he smiles, “my good good girl.” he picks you up and positions you above his dick. slowly he brings you down and you gasp as soon as he reaches your entrance.

“you feel so tight around me doll. takin’ me so we’ll already.” james praises and you try to bite back a moan. he kisses your neck slowly as his hips thrust against your ass.

“you feel- feel so good.” you say as your arms wrap around his neck for stability. his office is filled with sounds of skin slapping, moans, and praise. “i’m gonna cu-“

“make a mess baby, cum all over my cock. i’m close too.” james says and you start to bounce on him. he grabs your hips with a wicked grin, “keep that up and i’m gonna cum in you doll.”

“i’m on the pill.” you whisper into a kiss and he just hums. his hips are still moving into you; faster than before. your second orgasm rips through you causing you to go limp against james.

you feel james cumming inside of you as his hips come to a stuttering stop. “ugh, that was the best sex i’ve had in awhile.” you stutter out and james laughs, “i believe it.”

[tendouluvr]

aizawa calling you clingy - gn reader

- [attempt at] angst to fluff

- warnings: being called clingy, aizawa gets annoyed with reader and berates them, one use of the word ‘shit’

- wc: 1.9k

a/n: this wasnt......as sad as i wanted... i cant tell if im just not so good at writing angst or immune to it T_T

once again, not edited!

#! aizawa!!!! eee

#! hes a levelheaded man so arguments are rare

#! u both trust one another so theres no reason to have doubts in ur relationship

#! being his s/o, he tells u things thats not so easy to tell others over time, and you’re patient enough to let him take however much time he needs to let u in

#! however, years of keeping to himself most of the time doesnt just disappear even if you’re his s/o

#! so aizawa does have this tendency to close off and distance himself from u bc of his stress and insecurities

walking through the spacious halls of ua, you were headed towards your lovely boyfriend. aizawas been pretty busy lately with teaching his class, making sure no one is being left behind progress wise, doing his job as a pro-hero, and then spending his free time training with shinsou.

you knew showing up at school unexpectedly was something aizawa found irky, that’s why you made sure to tell him the night before that you would be coming during lunch time to bring him some yummy homemade food.

humming softly to yourself, you finally reached the door opening to class 1-A and walked in. the classroom was empty, but there at the front was no one other than mr. aizawa shouta. you quickly greeted him with a smile and he turned to look at you.

“what are you doing here?” he slowly asked with a look of confusion.

“i brought you some food! did you eat yet? i hope not, i made-,” you quickly stopped talking once you noticed the look he was giving you.

“why are you here? i already told you, you shouldnt be showing up without letting me know first. our relationship is quiet, if the students see they’ll get noisy and ask questions, i’ll get bombarded by my colleagues, and it’ll put you in danger if words get out. did anyone see you coming here? can you listen to me for once instead of continuing to always be near me? you’re so damn clingy and need to start thinking about the consequences your action will bring. i already ate, just go home before anything happens.”

your jaw dropped a little after hearing what he just said to you. did he not remember what you told him last night?

worst of all, you couldnt believe he just called you clingy. you just wanted to do something nice for him by making his favorite food hoping that it’ll relieve some of the stress thats been building up, but he just thought of you as clingy.

fine, if clingy is what you are then you’ll stop bothering him. you quickly whispered an apology, not sure if he could hear or not, and began making your way back home as fast as possible. the food you made for him was still tightly grasped in your hand.

due to the new dormitories, aizawa stays at ua majority of the time. he comes home to your shared apartment whenever he can to spend time with you. unfortunately, those time aren’t usually much because as soon as he’s free, he’s quick to do something else.

once you’ve made it home, you packed the food away and put it in the fridge. you felt your phone buzzing repeatedly, already guessing who it could possibly be, you took it out to see it was your boyfriend.

shou <3: im sorry

shou <3: honey, im so sorry. pls text me back when u can

shou <3: i know what i said hurted u, but i promise u i dont mean it. pls just call me or text me so we can talk about this

shou <3: i have to go back now. but i love u. so much.

staring at your screen, you contemplated texting him back.

letting out a sigh, you decided not to.

putting your phone to the side, you walked to the bedroom and changed out of your clothes into the comfy pjs you were wearing right before you left.

seeing that there was nothing for you to do other than wallow in your insecurities and let out a few tears, you got into bed and made yourself comfortable for an afternoon nap.

aizawa on the other hand was at school and distracted. his own words kept replaying over and over in his head and all he wants to do is smack himself a few times (after comforting u ofc).

his students could tell he was in a badder mood than usual so they collectively agreed to not worsen it (one particular student does not care. can u guess?). aizawa just wanted the day to pass so he can apologize to you directly and make it up with some cuddling.

despite being distracted with planning his apology and thinking about you, he was still teaching as he should and constantly telling his students to be quiet because he’s intimidating like that.

a few hours passed, the students are back in their dorms and some of the teachers are still in school finishing up some work. the hallways were empty and silent, and the weather outside was nice and calm - not too sunny with just the right amount of wind.

however, if you were to peek your head inside of class 1-A at the moment, the environment is an exact 180. aizawa is quickly trying to grade the remaining stack of papers he has on his desk so he can leave as soon as he can. there’s papers everywhere, he’s not so sure where the answer key went off to but to hell with the answer key. he just needs to go home.

his hair is messily tied up and his lips have probably been gnawed off by now. as soon as school ended, he got out his phone to see if you replied and sadly you didn’t. he doesn’t blame you though, considering all of the shit he said to you earlier. 

finally writing down the fat score in red pen onto the final paper, he gathers everything and put to the side of his desk and packed up his stuff. his stuff being his yellow sleeping bag and that’s it.

he went to his room first to clean himself up a bit, and then grabbed a taxi to go to your shared apartment. arriving at the front door, he takes out his copy of the key and entered.

first thing he noticed while entering and taking off his shoes was that the apartment was dark and quiet. he made his way to the kitchen first and turned on its lights to check the fridge. in the fridge laid the food you made for him earlier today. he took it out to start heating it up in the microwave then he walks away from the food and to your bedroom.

quietly opening the door, he poked his head in to see you laying on your side with your back facing the door. he assumed you were asleep and gently closed the door to not wake you up. he made his way over to the bed and sat on the edge of it. 

you, feeling the bed dip, slowly opened your eyes to be greeted with the sight of your boyfriend gingerly brushing his fingertips across your cheekbones. he notices that you’re awake and looks up to meet your eyes.

making eye contact with him, you quietly grunted and brought the blanket up to cover your face while turning your entire body to the other side to ignore him. aizawa sighed and brought his hand down to rest on your waist as he begins talking.

“yn... i know you’re.. mad at me for the things i said to you earlier, but i’m truly sorry. i know saying i didn’t mean it isn’t good enough for you to forgive me, but i want you to know i’m really really sorry. i’ve been so busy for the past few days, my head is all over the place, seeing you at school just got me overthinking and worried that i ended up saying things about you that’s not true at all. i love you so much, hun. you’re the best thing to happen to me. you don’t have to forgive me now, i understand if you want some space.”

it was silent for some time after he finished his apology. the echoing silence was slowly making aizawa worried that you’ll leave him, but he won’t tell you that. thinking that you wanted space, he lifted his shaky hand off of your waist and moved to get off of the bed when you suddenly grabbed onto his hand to keep him there.

“i...i told you the day before that i was going to be visiting you during lunch time. did you not remember? or even hear me tell you?”

aizawa situated himself back down onto the bed before replying. “if i’m being honest, i don’t really remember much of that day at all. my brain was occupied with work and rest, so i was practically drained by the end of the night. i’m sorry i took it out on you, it’s my fault for overworking when i know you’ve been trying to help.”

letting out a soft sigh, you turned your body back towards him. still holding onto his hand, you carefully slotted your fingers in between his and pulled him down to lay with you. he immediately found comfort in this and placed his head into your neck. you could feel his facial hair against your skin making you let out a quiet giggle.

“i love you. i know you have a habit to overwork since that’s all you did before we dated, but please shou, take care of yourself. im not talking physically, cuz you’re already so damn fine, but mentally. i hate seeing you bury yourself in work and training that it even makes me tired just watching you.”

he grumbled something against your neck - his usual reaction to you complimenting him - and held onto you tighter while putting light kisses on your collarbone.

“i know. i will. please bear with me, i know i’m a pain but i’ll always try to be my best for you. i’m never letting you go, love you too much for that.”

“hmm? who said i’m going? you’re stuck with me forever just so you know,” you laughed and patted his head before rising from the bed.

“i heard you heating up the food earlier. get up and come eat,” you tugged aizawa to get him off the bed.

he grumbled once again because he was being forced to leave the warm comfort of your shared bed, but followed you out anyway holding onto your hand.

“wait. you heard me entering? so you were pretending to sleep when i got here?! not funny, babe. not funny. -also don’t take sleep for granted. i did and look where that got me. stop laughing!”

bonus:

it was the next day and aizawa just finished passing out the grades he rushed grading yesterday. even though it was rushed, he was confident that there wasn’t any mistakes-

“aizawa sensei, you marked this question wrong when it’s right. this one too. and this other one on the last page. are you trying to fail me?!” denki dramatically wailed as he showed aizawa his papers.

guess he did make mistakes after all.

[suguruverse]

— HAIKYUU BOYS WHEN YOU PULL A APRIL FOOLS PRANK ON THEM

includes - suna rintarou, oikawa tooru, iwaizumi hajime and bokuto koutaro

a/n - don’t ask why i posted this a day late but pls enjoy <33

published date - 02/04/21

↳ SUNA RINTAROU

- sick of your bullshit 1.0

- he thought you just making his lunch like you normally do

- he often said that you didn’t need to but he always looks forward to lunch time when he gets to see what you made him

- so today when you made him lunch, he was not suspicious at all

- when he took a bite, he was like why? is? it? so? spicy?

- but he remained calm and just kept eating

- and by the time he was half way through his lunch is was sweating buckets

- his face was red, he was aggressively blowing his nose, sweat was dripping down his face and he was chugging bottles of water like it was nothing

- he didn’t even suspect that it was a prank, just that you have weirdly high spice tolerance

- his teammates were getting a little bit worried, seeing him stick out his tongue like a dog and fanning his face like his life depended on it

- yeah, you guys were gonna have a long conversation at home

- he had just finished his 4th water bottle when he received a text from you

lol text convo - sunas pov

m’lady: how’s the food baby? :)

me: why’s it so spicy

me: it tastes good but i think i’m dying

me: laugh out loud

m’lady: dang i didn’t think it would be THAT spicy

me: huh?

m’lady: happy april fools??

me: fuck you

m’lady: is that a promise?? 🥺🥺

me: shut up i’m crying rn

m’lady: then come home you dramatic bitch

me: i’ll remember this day you damn brat

- in conclusion pranking him sucks and he always gets you back for it

- except his pranks are 100% worse and probably emotionally traumatising

↳ OIKAWA TOORU

- this man istg he is so annoying

- this man is so needy and dramatic

- but that’s probably why you decided to do this

- he just has the best reactions for pranks

- yeah nah i have no idea what you were thinking when you decided to do this

- ditching a date with your boyfriend to hang out with your friends??

- um big mistake

“my love, are you ready for our dinner date yet?”

- yeah you weren’t, babes we going clubbing, but he didn’t know that

- and plus your outfit didn’t really speak ‘fancy dinner’

“oh tooru!! great, i need your opinions! what do you think of my outfit”

“darling, you look absolutely stunning, but a bit much for a dinner date don’t you think?”

“baby what? i’m going out with friends tonight, to the club, but don’t worry, i’ll be home early”

“my love?? we had a date tonight. did you forget? we’ve been planning this for awhile”

“tooru, what’re you talking about? i told you i was gonna go out ages ago”

“oh but-“

“oh shit tooru, i’m late, i gotta go, i’ll see you later okay? see you later my love”

- and you left, leaving your boyfriend heartbroken

- he literally dropped onto the floor clutching his chest hoping you would come home and see him, then cuddle him until the morning

- and there he laid for another 10 minutes in disgust

- how dare you leave your precious boyfriend for your friends

- you decided you were done pranking him so you enter your apartment to your boyfriend cracking open a new vodka bottle

“tooru!”

“oh... it’s you”

“um yeah”

“i thought you were going out with your friends. what? did you finally remember about the date with your handsome boyfriend?”

“tooru”

“no go away, i’m mad”

“april fools tooru”

- when i tell you this man gave you the biggest side eye

“hmph i knew that, i just wanted to see how far you would take the prank”

“okay baby, sure you did”

“pfft darling, don’t underestimate your lovely boyfriend, so come on let’s go”

“go where”

“cuddle, obviously, i still haven’t forgiven you”

- 4/10 dont prank him, he’s annoying

↳ IWAIZUMI HAJIME

- sick of your bullshit 2.0

- he swears you’re gonna give him grey hairs during his 20’s and let’s be honest you probably are

- he just worries about you too much

- he hates seeing you hurt, sick, stressed or just uncomfortable in general

- so you were hella cruel for doing this to him

*massive thud noise lol idk*

“OW, haji, HAJI it hurts please hurry it hurts so bad”

- all of a sudden your boyfriend becomes an olympic sprinter

“doll? what’s wrong baby? did you fall? is your ankle okay? do you want me to get ice? call an ambulance?”

“haji, please i don’t know, it just hurts so bad. please make it stop”

“doll it’s okay, just breathe, can you do that for me pretty girl?”

“mhm”

“good girl, it looks like you sprained your ankle, i’ll go get some ice, okay doll?”

“please hurry haji, it hurts a lot”

“it’s okay, i’m sorry, i’ll be back super quick”

- you were gonna cry, your boyfriend was being so cute and considerate

- yeah well wait until he finds out this was a prank

- in less than 2 minutes, he came running back with an ice pack

“here doll, does this feel better?”

“mhm, thank you haji, i love you”

“i love you more, c’mon i’ll carry you to the couch”

- ugh what a man

“hey haji?”

“yeah doll? what’s up?”

“happy april fools”

“huh?”

“i’m not actually injured, it was a prank”

iwaizumi: 😐😑😐

“i should have known, you fucking brat”

“hehe sorry, can i have a hug”

“no, hug yourself”

- 202/10 bc he’s husband material and has nice arms

↳ BOKUTO KOUTARO

- babie 🥺🥺

- you always loved leaving him small motivational notes for him and he loves it so much

- he always has the biggest smile whenever he sees a note that you wrote in his lunch or his duffle bag

- but today you put like 391 notes in his bag without him noticing

- so when he arrived at practice, he was hoping to get changed into his gear but was instead greeted with a pile of notes

- he picked one up at looked at it

“you look like the scum between my toes”

- okay that was mean

- so he picked up another

“your armpits smell like blue cheese”

- he could have started crying right then and there

- so he texted you

bo’s pov

me: baby :((

my pretty baby: what’s wrong my love? did something happen at practice?

me: did you put these notes in my bag? :((

my pretty baby: i did!! happy april fools baby!!

my pretty baby: did you not like it?

me: it was mean, should i read all of it?

my pretty baby: i spent all night writing it so yes

my pretty baby: but you don’t have to if you don’t wanna, some of them are really weird and mean

me: no i wanna, you worked hard on them!!

my pretty baby: are you sure? they might hurt your feelings

me: im sure!! im stronger than you think!! :))

- the rest of msby saw some of the notes and laughed

- atsumu texted you about how funny they were

- but sakusa told you to never do it again because he doesn’t wanna deal with bokuto crying ever 

- what a babe

- 827282/10 because he’s such a sweetheart

[yatsugareboyf]

awh those hc for atsushi & tanizaki hurt me in all the rights ways but they were also rlly soft and those are the writings i love the most, i kept on rereading it hehe

and i never realized how much i loved tanizaki until i came across those hcs so i thank you for awakening that for me <33

this request might seem to similar to the one the anon asked for so you don’t have to write this if you don’t want to, but can i ask for atsushi and tanizaki (separately) accidentally standing up their s/o on a date?? smth like they’re there for hours and the boys just don’t show up and their s/o just goes home? or they arrive just as their abt to leave?

and pls pls take care of yourself author-san we love u💗💗

sorry this might come late aaaaaaa anw thank u sm for this req (i never thought tht the tanizaki + atsu post would do well) i hope u enjoy, take care too ^^

hcs for atsushi and tanizaki accidentally standing up their s/o.

nakajima atsushi

like i said in the other post mentioned in the ask, he isnt the type of guy to forget dates or stand you up

he'd feel guilty and sad if he did yknow, esp if its on purpose. he wouldnt do tht to you

so let's say tht he had an urgent matter to attend to that popped up unexpectedly

he couldn't tell you over the phone because his phone is dead, and he couldn't borrow anyone else's because he'd only be rushed out of the agency to do this task

"im so sorry, y/n. ill try and make it on time." he says to no one in particular as he speeds up his pace to finish this mission as quick as he can

you, on the other hand, are all set to go to this new cafe down the block

it's been a while since he's taken you on a date, and it just so happens to be at a friday afternoon after your work/school and his work hours

usually he's the first one to arrive, but you show up first, and you didnt think much of it, he could be caught up with dazai again

aaaaand its been 30 mins and he hasnt shown up so you order something and decide to wait for him more, you know his work and how it can be.... weird... at times

you've finished your food by the time the sky turns dark and the cafe slowly loses its customers as its almost abt to close

its not tht late, probably around 7 pm, you lost track of time anyway

you were sad, but also confused because atsushi, the atsushi nakajima, had stood you up. out of all people?

since you dont wanna be kicked out by the employees, you left by yourself, leaving a tip for ur waitress who so kindly gave you an extra drink ("hey, i saw you kinda sad, so its on the house.")

on your way back home, you saw atsushi running towards you with a tired expression

"atsu? are you okay?" you worry abt his appearance, his shirt sleeves ripped up to his biceps and pants also ripped

"you're worrying abt me when im 3 hours late to our date? :("

"of course i am, who cares abt the date?? are you okay, are you injured?" even if you were bummed out abt the date, his well being came first to you, which made atsushi lowk tear up

he pulls you into a hug and keeps apologizing for being late, saying he'll make it up to you and whatnot but ur here fussing because he won't let you tend to him

y'all ended up watching a movie at home after he reluctantly let you patch him up and feed him

hes so happy tht you weren't mad at him like fr he was like "what if she hates me? what if she thinks im cheating?" on the way to the coffee shop 😔 my poor baby

tanizaki junichirou

i keep using naomi as his excuse but i really cant think of any other thing that can keep him away

naomi probably needed help for a project in school, so he left a bit earlier to go to help her in the library. 

when u woke up, juni wasnt there anymore, so you thought he was preparing for your cute little picnic date

u imagined him setting up a cute little blanket with fairy lights and candles like omg so romantic

so u were sooo excited !! u sent him a quick text saying that ure getting ready and u got up to heat up the food u both prepared the night before

with the basket in hand u walked to the park where u planned to set up

aaaand he wasnt there, like nothing

there were no fairy lights, no blanket, no candles, nothing

poor u, u thought he would already be setting up the date :((

so u called atsushi to see if he went to the agency 

“tanizaki-kun? he hasn’t been here since yesterday, i dont think he has a shift today, y/n-san. why do you ask?”

“oh... thank you, atsushi. i was just looking for him..”

“have you tried calling him?” 

“yeah but i think he has his phone turned off...”

ok anw

you waited like around 4 hours for him to show up :((

like u tried not to eat the food but damn u havent eaten so u ate like a few sandwiches and one of the yogurts you packed

until the sun went down and he still hasnt arrived

but he called you! 

“y/n, where are you? i just got home from the library...” 

“library? what were you doing in the library?”

“i was helping naomi with her project, i thought i told you?”

“well you forgot, and you also forgot we had a date today, im guessing?”

“... a date? what do- oh.. the picnic date we planned??? omg y/n i-im so sorry-”

“it’s fine, junichirou,” you sigh “ill just go home-”

“nononono! im coming there, wait for me, okay?”

“juni, it’s fine, really, ill just go home”

“nope, stay there, baby, im coming”

and he arrived with candles and fairy lights and take out from your favorite place :(((

so yeah he really just becomes clingy and apologizes a lot and makes it up to u :((

“y/n :((((( im sorry :((((((”

“i told u, its fine” 

[gubler-me-up]

Not That Kind of Tie

Request(s): Pls write me some smutty Hotch if that’s okay w you 🥺

heyy baby, could you write a smut one shot, with aaron hotchner, where he is a dom and the reader is a sub with a lot of degradation and him calling the reader names and just being mean?

if your not comfortable with it, that’s completely fine!! i love your writing and i hope you have a wonderful day xx

A/N: Thank you for the requests, anons! I know I said I would post this on the weekend but I’ve never written a Hotch fic so it was hard to make a concept. Had to take several breaks to ask myself if I was even writing this properly??? Hopefully it’s good and you like it! Idk if I’ll write another Hotch fic tho i dont think is for me unfortunately 🤟🏾😔 but this was a good change of character to write for. I hope you enjoy and happy reading!

Couple: Dom!Hotch/Sub!reader

Category: Smut (NSFW 18+)

Content warning: Penetrative sex, unprotected sex, rough sex, degradation, fingering, spanking, swearing, male ejaculation (in mouth), slight blowjob, slight bondage

Word count: 3k

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You knocked on Hotch’s office door to give him the files you stayed behind to finish up. You had slacked off a bit on your paperwork for Hotch and didn’t want to leave him waiting any longer. You had no idea why he had given you so much paperwork to do but you weren’t upset about it. He liked your work and must have trusted you enough to work diligently on them. Besides, you weren’t mad about spending a few extra hours with Hotch.

“Come in,” Hotch said.

You opened the door. You greeted Hotch with a gentle smile before you walked in. He only peaked up to see who it was before he looked back down to carry on with his work. Typical behaviour for him.

You slowly approached his desk and dropped the files on it, deeply hoping he would look up at you. Something about him simultaneously ignoring you but favouring you enough to keep you around longer than the rest made you curious. You wanted to look into his eyes to see if the answers laid there.

He didn’t look up again. He diligently worked through his own paperwork, not giving you the attention your curiosity craved. However, your curiosity would just have to wait.

You pivoted around to leave his office. You walked towards the door faster than you walked towards his desk. You doubted your speed would cause him to look up. If your slow, eye-catching walk up to his desk didn’t pique his interest, you doubted anything would.

“Y/N.”

You turned around surprised to hear him utter your name. He rarely called you by your first name. It sounded monotone, as usual, but there was something in it that sparked a fire in you. It didn’t sound as if he needed you for any reason in particular. It seemed he just called you to call your name. You turned around to flash a smile his way.

“Yes, sir?” You asked.

“Close the door and take a seat,” he said.

You would have questioned him further but he immediately looked back down at his paperwork to continue filling it out. You didn’t mind his demands since any time in his presence was a good time to you. You were happy to be so close to him in his office even if it was just to hear him talk to you for a few seconds.

You closed the door as he instructed and made your way over to the chair in front of his desk. As soon as you did he looked up at you. There was no-out-of-the-ordinary expression on his face. Then again he was the master of hiding any visible emotions.

“Y/N, I want to talk to you about your work,” he said.

You looked at him worried. It didn’t seem as if he was upset about your work. Then again even when he was upset he sounded calm. However, after working with him for five years you knew him well enough to know he would have addressed any concerns he had earlier. He would never push off talking to you about your work for so long.

“I don’t think that’s what you want to talk about,” you said.

Hotch broke his usual calm, neutral demeanour when you made your bold statement. He raised his eyebrows in surprise at what you had said. You looked at him with a smirk as you shrugged your shoulders.

“I’ve known you for far too long to know you wouldn’t want to talk to me about my paperwork if there was something wrong with it,” you said.

“I don’t want to criticize your work. Your paperwork is always perfect,” he said.

A smile appeared on your face but you quickly pressed your lips together to refrain it. He had praised you for your work before which was always music to your ears. His words had such a way with you. His words could wrap around you like a nice bow or like his hands around your neck. His large, strong hands probably capable of bringing you to your knees.

“Y/N?” He asked.

You blinked twice as you snapped out of your inappropriate thoughts. You were pretty sure the fact you two were the only ones left in the bureau was getting to you. You smiled at him to show him you were all there. With his level of profiling skills, you doubted he believed your mind was on track with the conversation at hand.

“Yes, sir,” you said.

“As I was saying, your paperwork is perfect but sometimes I feel as if your mind wanders other places leaving you to do your paperwork past the end of the day,” he said.

“I’m not distracted. I like staying behind to do my paperwork late,” you said.

“You stay as late as me some nights,” he said.

That was a true fact he stated. You would stay behind as late as he would on some nights to do your paperwork. You both would leave at the same time which meant you got to witness Hotch after hours more than anyone else on the team did. It always felt so intimate between you two whenever you were in the elevator leaving the office.

Every time you two would stand next to each other and talk about whatever came to mind. When your hands brushed against each other, you could feel yourself holding back from holding it. He would never move away from you either. He would stand with high confidence next to you as he talked with fire in his voice. It was hard resisting a man like him.

One time your resistance was at an all-time low. You had to have him. You needed him to indulge in you in depths he never knew you had. He gazed at you a second too long in the elevator once and you leaned towards him. He didn’t move or flinch in the slightest.

He let your lips land on his as you embraced him in a desperate kiss. He grabbed your ass and squeezed it as he indulged in your kiss. It ended as soon as the elevator doors opened but you were hooked. The feeling of his lips, his tongue, his hands. You craved it again.

“Is that an issue? It’s just a preference of mine to get my paperwork out during after-work hours. You know, get to let my hair down and loosen up,” you said.

“I can tell,” he said.

His eyes gazed down at your halfway unbuttoned blouse before they looked back up at you. You hadn’t forgotten you had unbuttoned your blouse. You had gotten hot while working so you unbuttoned it. You were going to button it up before going into his office but you decided to leave it as it was, hoping he’d noticed. You were glad he finally did.

“Are you going to say this goes against dress code?”

“You’re not on the clock, so it doesn’t. Anyway, please don’t make it a habit to stay late so frequently to complete paperwork,” he said.

“I understand, sir. I won’t distract you any further,” you said.

“Distract me?” He asked.

You smirked. “Yeah, your eyes seemed unfocused for a second.”

He stared at you for a second before he shook his head with a small smirk on his face. He looked down at his case file and closed it. You watched as he shuffled all his files together to put them in a pile. You guessed it was time for him to leave the office for the night. However, you weren’t quite ready to go.

“Sorry for inappropriately looking at you. It was unprofessional of me,” he said as he stood up.

“No, it’s okay,” you said as you shot up from your seat.

He raised an eyebrow at your eager ejection from your seat. To say you were excited to be in an elevator again with him was an understatement.

You were curious what would happen if you went just a little further this time. Would he deny you or entice you?

You wanted to know what could happen before you two entered the elevator. You leaned over his desk to get close enough to his tie. You watched him watch you grab it out of where it was tucked behind his suit jacket. He didn’t move or flinch at your touch. He let you carry on.

You looked down at his tie and caressed your thumb on it. Quality silk for a quality man. A flood of thoughts passed by your mind you just had to voice aloud. You looked up at him as you bit your lip.

“Would you use this to tie my hands together?” You asked.

His face almost broke when you said that. He had to press his lips together to hold his smirk back. You could already see past his stone-cold demeanour.

“It’s not that kind of tie,” he said.

You let go of his tie to lean back. You placed your hands out in front of him with your wrists touching. He looked at them long as if you had presented the greatest temptation to him. He then looked back up at you to see the sensuality in your eyes.

“It can be,” you said.

“Y/N-“

“Don’t tell me you’re against punishing me for going against the dress code,” you said.

You said all the words you knew would tempt him to his core. His alpha male personality mixed with his sex drive wouldn’t dare give up the opportunity to punish you for breaking a rule.

“Are you begging?” He asked.

“You could say so. Would you take me more seriously if I begged on my knees?” You asked.

He didn’t answer you. He just stuck his index finger up and twirled it. You understood your cue and turned around. You sat on the edge of his desk with your hands behind you.

No words were exchanged between you two. Just the feeling of his tie wrapping around your wrists and your heart pounding against your chest. You felt the last pull of his tie on your wrists as he tightened it.

“Turn around,” he demanded.

You turned back around to look him directly in his eyes. You could see the full control on his face. His eyes pierced through your core. You enjoyed the way his look could even make you submit. You would have let him fuck you in the elevator but his office would do.

Hotch shoved his thumb in your mouth. He cupped your chin and pulled you close to him. He leaned in close to examine your desperate face. You smirked around his thumb.

“I never knew you’d submit to being a whore so easily. I would have done this sooner if I knew,” he said.

He removed his thumb from your mouth before grabbing you by your face. He pulled you towards him but your face was the only part of you that could reach that far. Your hips hit his desk hard as the top of you was slightly bent forward.

He placed a quick, aggressive kiss on your lips before he pulled away to look at you. You breathed heavily as you stared at him. If his kiss could knock the wind out of you, you were positive you were going to be breathless after what he had planned for you.

He let go of your face to make his way behind you. His hand caressed down your back. It curved over your ass and slipped under your skirt. You yelped as soon as you felt his fingers dig into your skin. He squeezed it even harder when he heard you yelp.

“I thought you were begging to be a whore,” he said as he lifted your skirt.

“I am,” you said.

He spanked your ass. “That’s not begging, whore.”

“Please treat me like a whore,” you begged.

He spanked your ass again. “Beg to be fucked like a whore.”

“Fuck me like a whore,” you begged.

He spanked your ass again. “Again.”

“Fuck me like the whore I am,” you begged.

He spanked your ass one last time before he moved your underwear to the side. You bit your bottom lip in excitement. The area of your ass where he had spanked you stung immensely but it was a little taste of how he’d treat you.

You craved everything he had to offer you. The caress of his hand. The hair pulling. The fucking. You wanted to experience it all. And you would get exactly what you wished for.

He grabbed a bundle of your hair in his hand and pulled you halfway up. His other hand was up to no good between your legs. You moaned aloud as you felt him rapidly flicking your clit.

Your legs started to shake the more he flicked. He then slapped your pussy with a brass harshness. You yelped at the feeling but it wasn’t in a bad way. It sent a shock through you that you had never felt before.

“Why the fuck are you shaking?” He asked.

“Because you’re-“

He cut you off by shoving two fingers in you. He pumped in and out of you with speed as he indulged in the sound of you shrieking. He placed his lips against your ear.

“I don’t want a whore like you to answer. I just need you to take whatever I give you. Understood?” He said.

“Yes,” you shrieked.

“Yes fucking who?” He asked.

“Yes, sir,” you shrieked.

He pulled his fingers out of you. You heard him fumble around with his belt and soon his pants zipper. You gasped when you felt his hard dick hit your ass as it popped out of his underwear.

You couldn’t see it but you knew you were about to take a lot of dick. Your heart raced immensely at the thought of him repeatedly pounding into you. You bit your bottom lip just fantasizing about it.

“Your whore pussy better be able to take my whole cock,” he hissed in your ear.

You felt yourself throbbing down below at his words. You were more than ready to take him whole. You wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Yes, sir,” you said.

He did just what he said and shoved his whole cock into you. You screamed as he pounded into you over and over again, giving you no breaks. He shoved you down onto his desk to get you into a 90-degree angle. You definitely felt how deep he could go in the position you were in.

“That’s right, fucking take it like a disgusting whore,” he said.

You did as he asked. You let him rearrange your guts with no questions asked. You knew from the moment he kissed you and grabbed your ass in the elevator a few days back he wanted to do this to you.

The way he rammed his dick into you made you think the desk would tumble over. The force he had was remarkable. You couldn’t imagine getting fucked better than what he was giving you.

“Does your disgusting mouth want my cum?” He asked.

“Of course, sir,” you moaned.

He pulled out of you and immediately grabbed your arm. He yanked you off the desk to stand you upright. He pulled you down to the ground. You didn’t hesitate to go on your knees for him.

You looked at his dick and saw it glistening with your juices that coated it. You licked your lips as you looked up at him with excitement in your eyes. You opened your mouth to show him just how eager you were for him to cum in your mouth.

He grabbed your hair to hold your head in place. He used his other hand to stroke his dick to shoot his cum in your mouth. His dominant look sent chills down your spine. You don’t think you could ever look at him again without craving that look.

“You better not waste a fucking drop, whore,” he said.

“Yes, sir,” you said.

He then stuck his dick into your mouth and you felt his warm cum drip down your throat. You made sure not a single drop went to waste by giving his dick a slight suck. He looked at you pleased that you followed his instructions, even did a little more for him.

“That’s how I treat desperate whores,” he said.

You took your mouth off his dick. You smirked up at him. You could just imagine yourself being his whore day in and day out. Now that you got a taste, you wanted more.

“Then let me be your desperate whore more often,” you said.

He smirked as he let go of your hair. He pulled up his pants and underwear to fix himself up. He then turned his attention to you. He pulled you up by your arm and turned you around.

You could feel him untying your hands to set you free. You sighed to yourself because you wanted more of him. You could only hope the feeling was mutual.

You turned back around to see him shining his tie around his neck to tie it. You smirked as you stopped his hands from tying it. He looked at you with a questionable look in his eyes but his smile still remained.

“I guess it is that kind of tie,” you chuckled.

He smirked. “Only for you.”

“Doe this mean I can be your whore frequently?” You asked.

“Of course,” he said.

“Can we start in the elevator?” You asked.

He chuckled before leaning in to give you a kiss that you desperately wanted to feel again. You felt his hands wrap around you as he embraced you deeper into the kiss. As much as you loved experiencing his dominant side, experiencing the softer side of Hotch was the best reward you could ever crave.

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hi there!! i weallyyy love ur work!!! and bratty angel was so good 🥺🥺 i dunno if ur taking requests but if u r can i pls send in one like some sort of additional or alternate ending-ish for bratty angel? like when steve tucks her in after she tells him to wish bucky a good night for her, what if she also asks him to give bucky her favorite stuffie like "can you please wish daddy a good night for me , uncle steve? and tell him i'm weeally sorry and i love him veeeery much" "oh!! can you pls give him bunny too? daddy gets nightmares and i dont wan' him to be alone" "bunny always helps me when im feelin' scared and daddy is not around, she'll make daddt feel better" 🥺🥺

Pairing: Daddy!Bucky Barnes x f!little!reader

Word Count: 890

Summary: Alternative ending to bratty angel.

Warnings: ddlg dynamics, fluff.

A/N: Thank you so much, Nonnie. You're so sweet! So happy you like what I write:"💜 I'm not supposed to be taking requests but everyone keeps sending such good ideas and next thing I know I'm at 2k words. This was so cute it made me so soft:' Thank you for requesting, I hope I did your lovely alternative ending justice and thank you again 💜💜 please enioy xx.

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So I was thinking maybe Daddy doesn’t forgive her right away that afternoon she offered Uncle Steve her savings? Maybe he continues to stay mad till he’s sure she’s really learned her lesson.

And she doesn’t disappoint him. She finishes her dinner that night like a good girl, thanking Uncle Steve every time he puts food on her plate for her. She remains polite when Steve is bathing and dressing her for bed, too, staying still on his lap as he combs her wet hair. She’s sad it’s not Daddy but she’s finally learning to be grateful for Uncle Steve, letting him take care of her like he’d wanted to.

When Steve’s tucking her in that night she whispers again, “can you please tell daddy I said goodnight tonight too?”

“Sure, sweetheart.” Steve smiles, caressing her cheek.

“Can you also tell him I’m really sorry and I love him very very veeeery much?” Her eyes tear up a little as she repeats on Steve that he must deliver her message word for word.

Steve chuckles lovingly and reassures her that he will tell Bucky she loves him very much with three ‘very’s. And then he’s kissing her forehead, ready to get up and let her sleep but she clutches his fingers before he can.

“And- And can you please give him Bunny too?” she asks getting the soft, white stuffed animal out from underneath her covers and holding it up for Steve, “Dada gets nightmares and Bunny always helps me when I get scared when dada’s not here.” Her glossy, puppy eyes plead with the speechless man as she holds out the toy for him.

Steve’s melting at her softness and the way her caring, little self is looking out for Bucky even in his sleep. He’s not sure if he should be taking away her favourite stuffy though. She loves Bunny. How’s she going to sleep if he takes it from her and gives it to Bucky?

“Sweetheart,”

“Please, Uncle Steve, don’t want daddy to be alone. Bunny will make him feel better.” Puppy eyes intensify and a pout is added. Steve sighs and reaches over.

Bucky enters the room when Steve is about to take Bunny and she falls silent. Both men exchange looks and Steve smiles before kissing her head once more, “goodnight,” he whispers, walking out of the room to give them space.

“How about you make daddy feel better, doll?” Bucky offers, looking at her longingly and she gazes up at him, confused but hopeful.

“Would you let daddy sleep next to you and Bunny tonight?”

“Really?” she asks, wiggling out of the blanket, and getting up on her knees. Bucky chuckles and nods, climbing next to her on the bed.

“I missed you, dada.” She tells him, throwing her body at his and clinging to him.

Bucky sighs, wrapping his big arms around her, pressing his mouth to her shoulder. The warmth of her body against his and the sweet smell of her hair ground Bucky like nothing else could.

“I missed you too, doll. I missed you very very veeeery much,” Bucky says, imitating her sentence structure from not a minute ago as he hugged her tighter.

“I said sorry to Uncle Steve and I mean it.” She pulls away to cross her heart and Bucky smiles at how adorable she is, leaning forward to kiss her chest where she crossed before holding her hand and kissing her pointer.

“I know, doll. I know, you’re a good girl.” He pecks her lips and she blushes, giving him her drunk-in-love smile with her palms pressed to his chest.

“Dada really gonna sleep with me and Bunny?”

“Yeah, if Bunny’s okay with it,” Bucky jokes, getting her back under the warm covers before moving himself next to her.

“She’s okay with it." She nods. "She loves you, dada.” She promises, placing Bunny on Daddy’s chest, “we’re gonna protect you.” She pecks the spot between Bucky’s eyes.

“Yeah? You’ll protect daddy from the nightmares?” He asks her softly, bringing her to his side to have her head on his shoulder as he moves Bunny to rest above his other shoulder.

“Yes, dada. I’ll protect you from all the nightmares.” She kisses the top of Bucky’s cheek before snuggling up to him, her hand patting his chest gently. God, she is perfect.

“Thank you, doll,” Bucky kisses her hairline and forehead, his arm gratefully tightening around her waist, “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

And it’s true. Bucky doesn’t know where or how he’d be if it wasn’t for his doll and her big, loving heart that he believes he doesn’t deserve being there for him. Her kindness and tenderness keep him alive. The fond looks she always gives him, her smile each and every time her eyes meet him, the little kisses she leaves on him whenever she could and the way she’s so unconditionally in love with him are things Bucky never thought he would have. Yet, there she was, sleeping soundly in his arms, feeling safe enough with him to let all of her guards down, her trust unknowingly destroying all of the walls he’d built up around himself, and Bucky’s never felt so whole.

“I love you, doll,” Bucky whispered, kissing her hair.

“I love you too, dada. Veeerry much.”

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Tags: @harrysthiccthighss, you said everything🤷🏻

[not-me-simping-for-blasty]

some thoughts on what living with bakugou would be like:

-he’s weirdly organized. like he remembers where he put everything every time so if ur ever looking for something, most times he’ll just find it for u and it takes like .2 seconds

-will cook meals a large majority of the time, but if u bake sweets he’s an absolue sucker for them.

-if you’re like reALLY allergic to a certain type of bug or plant,, man’s got his eyes pEELED whenever y’all go somewhere together. like lets say, for example, ur allergic to bees. bakugou is blowing bees up left and right and u look at him and ur “no!! stop!!! bees are endangered!!” ,, he looks u dead in the face, like ur stupid or something and says “yeah. because of me. i’m gonna kill all of them.”

- if u have to get in an argument with somebody over the phone, he wants to hear it. like he’ll ask u to put the phone on speaker and he’ll just make mocking, bitchy faces while the other person is speaking. like,, he lets u fight ur own battles, but he wants to be there bullying the other person mercilessly in the background.

-if he doesnt like a song ur playing, he’ll just skip it. won’t ask, wont look at u, he’ll just skip it. borderline dick move tbh

-gets grumpy if u don’t follow his nightly routine on time, but also wont go to sleep without u. like he’ll just stay up and crab at u until u go to bed with him

-likes when u brush his hair for him. like u’ll be brushing yours, totally by urself fine, and he’ll just look at u and clear his throat until u roll ur eyes and beckon him over

-if u get like a bag of junk food or something,, do nOt leave that shit out, bakugou will finish it 10/10 times. he’ll finish it but then look at u and “why the fuck would u even bring that shit in here, huh? u tryin’ to get me out of shape or somethin?” ,, and u look at him like “idk man maybe just dont eat it then.” ,,, the glARE he gives u in response is muRDEROUS //pls this is quite literally the only area he lacks self control dont remind him\\

-has absolutely no regard for neighbors. he yells a lot and if y’all get noise complaints he just glares and 😡💥at the neighbor until they get scared and leave

-he thinks it’s funny to just subtly move things from time to time. like, for example, lets say plates. ,,, so like, u always keep plates on the left side of a certain cabinet, right?? but if he’s putting dishes away and feeling particularly petulant that day, he’ll just put away the plates on the right side instead. man’s then proceeds to smirk and laugh at u every time u open the wrong side of the cabinent from then on with a “jeez, u rlly are a moron, huh? they’re on the right side, remember?” god he’s annoying

-genuinely enjoys going grocery shopping by himself. like idk he just thinks it’s his quiet, personal time, u kno?? and he enjoys doing super-intense meal prep for the week anyways so he’s gotta make sure he gets the right ingredients

-u just hear muffled screaming from time to time. like u’ll be in the kitchen eating breakfast totally calm, and he’s making the bed and all the sudden just a “jesus fucking christ, swear to fuck im gonna blow up this stupid fuckin’ fitted sheet!” (which honestly??? valid. fuck fitted sheets.)

-if he doesn’t want to hang out with the bakusquad but they’re forcing him he’ll text u something like “I love you.” and then ofc ur like “i love u too. but also, u never just say that to me normally?? is something wrong?” and then total radio silence from him for like 20 mins and u get super worried,, and then he just sends u a video of mina or denki being loud with a “Can you get sick or something? I want to come home.” ,, i- 🧍

- isnt going to want a pet,, but if u have, like, a dog already when u move in with him, then it’s going to become bakugou’s dog. if he’s going to have to have a dog than he’s gonna make sure it likes him more than u

-hates doing laundry. will volunteer to do dishes instead 11/10 times

-he doesn’t sing in the shower but 100% plays the drums on the walls or his own stomach fight me on this

-he hates the smell of nail polish/nail polish remover. so if ur painting ur nails he’ll just walk in the room and walk directly out,, quickest way to get alone time

-speaking of alone time- say bye. u’ll get none of it,,, it’s not that he’s constantly on top of u or like talking to u, he just always sorta ends up in whatever room u are. like a cat, pretty much. like he won’t say anything, but if u get up to do something, he gets up and chooses to move his lounging to somewhere nearby

-he likes to scare the shit out of u. just like, rlly juvenile stuff like hiding around corners just to jump out at u. will just stand there and laugh when u scream, and will never, never apologize

-he gets weirdly worked up about hair?? just hates it, thinks it’s disgusting if he sees a stray hair anywhere. even if its his own. like yes it’s gross ig, but he gets so 🤮 about it

-he does house chores unecessarily loudly. like, u watch him and it seems like he’s doing everything totally normally,, but jesus christ why is it so loud

-gets bitchy around christmas if u decorate without him. he will complain the eNTIRE time if he does have to decorate, but will throw an even bigger fit if u dare to do it without him

-he gets mad if people drive too fast in ur neighborhood/ past ur apartment complex. like, y’all have 0 (zero!) kids, but he’s still up at the window like “Slow the fuck down, asshole! Why the hell doesn’t anyone have any common fuckin’ sense around here? That’s dangerous, you piece of shit!”

-if u sing around the house a lot, it’s the only habit of urs he’ll have absolutely nothing to say about. like it doesn’t even matter if ur a good singer or not, he just likes when he can hear u in the house even if ur not in the same room. he finds it comforting

-bakugou hates having people over to ur place. he thinks of it like his calm-space/safe-haven and it rlly pisses him off when people are there

-on the rare days he doesn’t have to work at all and stays home, mans is a total baby. he just refuses to get up for anything other than bathroom or meals and even then goes straight back to bed. he takes basically a 24 hr nap and expects u to do the same with him he’s so dramatic pls

-will make snarky comments about reality tv shows with u. just the bitchiest shit possible bc he enjoys trash talking as an art form, and absolutely does not care who it’s about

-likes to watch u do skincare stuff. he won’t ask questions and will be borderline offended if u offer some to him, but he just likes to watch u do it. man’s thinks of it as like his personal asmr

-hates online shopping. (pls i have absolutely no explanation for this one i just know its true)

-he has a lot of pride in his house so it’s actually rlly well decorated. like, he would never consent to living somewhere busted, lmaooo, so if u dont kno how to decorate he’ll figure it out for the both of u

-u can always tell if he’s falling asleep bc he constantly does that weird full-body jerk. like the one where it feels like ur falling