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[ivorydragoness44]

Bucky Barnes x gn!Reader: Business Card

Word Count: 589 Warnings/Notes: (I have not seen Thunderbolts* yet, it’s not out yet, but I was inspired by an ad for it online) Established relationship, brief kiss, mention of an injury on Bucky’s face, brief cursing (no angst or aggression in it), and laundry. The Reader trying to come up with what to have on Bucky’s business card (artistic liberties were taken here for my own enjoyment) Summary: Bucky returns from his … adventure with the Thunderbolts*. Though he interrupts laundry day for the Reader, he seeks their help with an important business inquiry.

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The weekend, though barely started, was rather lackluster. And from what articles and other news outlets that were making their way around a specifically coordinated algorithm, you were glad at the mundane that you had surrounded yourself with. Music played in your apartment, tunes of joy and occasional nostalgia, you sat on the couch. One heap of a batch of laundry to your left, and organized, folded piles to your right.

It was when you heard a key enter the lock on the front door that you paused. It could only be one person. But with how the world worked sometimes, you tensed in slight preparation. Just in case. When the door swung open and the singular person that you had been dreaming of reuniting with, you smiled brightly.

“Bucky!” You exclaimed, swatting a few pairs of socks off of your lap to stand. “Hey,” he smiled adoringly at you. There was hardly enough time for him to close and securely lock the door before you glommed onto him. “I missed you too,” he hummed, embracing you warmly. You pressed a kiss to his chin, his facial hair no longer poking you now that it had grown out. “Are you just visiting?” “Heh, I-uh,” his eyes peered everywhere but on you for a moment. “You can stay over if you want,” you suggested. “You know I don’t mind. There’s always a spare toothbrush or tow here for you.” “Thank you,” he smiled softly at you. “I think I’ll have to take you up on that.” “Good,” you perused your lips, “because I also see cuts on your face Mister Barnes”— “They’re healing,” he defended. “But I also had a favor to ask you, if you don’t mind.” “Sure.”

A small nervous laugh escaped when he gave a quick grin. Reaching into a pocket, he pulled out a small white card. Not necessarily wanting to release your hold on him, you hesitated before plucking the stationery out of his hand. “Oh,” you viewed it in surprise, “this is your own business card.” “Yeah, I was hoping that maybe you could help me to make it look…” “Cleaner?” He frowned. “Someone already thought that I was handing them trash.” “Oh! No, no,” your eyebrows jumped to your hairline. “That’s not what I meant. Just cleaner in the sense of it’s layout…how it’s organized on the card.” “Oh.” “Did someone really think that you were giving them trash? Have they never exchanged business cards before?” Bucky shrugged. “Your guess is as good as mine.” His hands slid slowly up and down your back as you continued to inspect the card in your grasp. “So what do you think?”

“Bucky Barnes, former assassin, current heartthrob.” “I think that gives the wrong impression.” “Yeah. Hmm…,” you pondered humorously on your way to something actually helpful. “Bucky Barnes, I’ll lend a—oh, wait. Never-mind. Scratch that.” “I won’t hold it against you,” he assured, giving your frame a slight squeeze. “Bucky Barnes, call me, beep me, if you wanna reach me”— “I have a feeling that I’m missing a reference,” his brows furrowed in thought. “A little, but it’s okay,” you pecked his lips with your own. “How about…Bucky Barnes…ex assassin for hire when you’re in dire…” “Maybe less slogans, and more simple?” “Bucky Barnes, I kick ass,” you offered with no ounce of humor in your expression. “Closer,” he nodded with a hearty laugh.

“We’re gonna be here a while, I hope you know that.” “Don’t worry, I’m committed.”

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Thank you for reading!

[bia-wayne-west]

Milk with cookies and bedtime stories [Batmom x Damian Wayne]

Synopsis: It was just a few months ago that Damian was included in the Wayne family. He still didn’t like you, but you tried so hard to make him appreciate you. During a patrol, Damian got hurt and after Alfred took care of the little boy’s wounds, you surprised him with a plate of cookies and a glass of milk.

Characters: Damian Wayne and Reader [YOU]

A/N: I wrote this quickly. Hope you like. In this imagine, Batmom has been married to Bruce since he adopted Dick.

I want to apologize if there are any writing errors. I'm a Brazilian girl and I don't speak fluent English, so I may make some writing mistakes. Feel free to correct me.

I hope you read, like and feel how cute Damian is.

Requests are open

MASTERLIST

You were sitting on the kitchen stool, reading a fashion magazine while you waited for your husband to return from patrol.

Bruce forbade you to stay in the Batcave, as he was afraid that someone would break in and find you, alone and unprotected.

As soon as you felt the ground shake, it meant that the Batcave had opened and that Batman had arrived with his Robin, Red Robin, Red Hood and Nightwing.

You ran to the clock that gave access to the secret entrance to Batcave. The elevator quickly took you to where your children and husband were.

“Hey, my love. You got back before 5am!” You said, running up to Bruce Wayne. He still wore black clothes and was without a mask. Your husband didn’t respond. He was serious and had a worried expression on his face.

“A man dropped Damian from a three-story building .” Bruce said looking at the boy who was sitting next to Alfred.

You finally noticed Damian, whose face was bruised and his leg was bandaged. You walked over to the boy and knelt in front of him.

“I’m fine, Y/N. I fell on top of a car and didn’t break any bones.”

“Damian, darling, are you hurt?” You asked, looking into Bruce’s son’s green eyes.

You smiled, in a motherly way. Damian didn’t consider you a mother, unlike the other three boys who called you ‘mother’ and ‘mommy’ all the time. Your husband’s son only considered you as a stepmother, but that didn’t stop you from taking care of him as if he were your son.

“I’m going to run you a hot bubble bath. After Alfred takes care of you, I think you’ll want to relax in the warm water.”

“Thank you, Y/N, but I’m not your baby.” He said rolling his eyes and turning his face to look at Alfred.

“Damian!” Bruce warned his son. But you smiled at your husband, showing that everything was okay. You left the Batcave, heading back to the mansion to prepare Dami’s bath.

(…)

Damian was already in his room. You were heading to the boy's room, with a tray in your hand.

The clock said 2:32 am, but you were sure the boy hadn't slept yet. The Waynes used to sleep only when the sun came up.

Yout left hand knocked lightly on the wooden door with the boy's initials engraved on it. Ypur ears picked up a “you can come in”, authorizing you to enter Damian’s room.

“I came to see if you were okay, Dami.” You said, entering and closing the door behind your body. Your arms came off the tray on the bed, seeing that the boy was sitting on the mattress. “I brought milk and cookies, this will definitely make you feel better.”

“Why do you do these things, Y/N?” He asked, with a questioning look.

“I didn't understand. Don't you like what I do for you?”

“At first I thought you had a plan to win me over and then you would hate me for being Bruce's biological son.” He said, seeing you take a cookie and offer it to him.

“I would never do that. I love you, Dami, even if you don't like me. These things I do for you are normal motherly actions.”

“My mother didn’t do any of that. She only got cookies when she did something good.” He said, his eyes shining like he was going to cry.

“Oh baby. I know you don't consider me your mother and I don't want to force you into anything, but I want you to know that these things I do are because I love you.” You explained, smiling widely at him and drinking some milk. “Do you know what my mother did for me when I was hurt?”

“No.” He said, while devouring several cookies. “She also gave you cookies and milk?”

“Yes, and she also told me a bedtime story.” You argued, running your hand through the boy's hair. “I'll tell you a story.”

“I’m not four years old, Y/N” He murmured.

“Damian, you’re not old enough to hear a good story before bed.”

“OK. Just don't tell stories about princesses or ponies.”

“Clear. I'm going to tell the story of a boy called Dami. He was so brave and beautiful, he was a strong and fearless boy.” His lips formed a smile as he said the words. Damian's eyes were bright and sweet. “One day, he went to the forest to play with the birds and found a portal to a magical world.”

“Like Narnia?: He asked, completely interested in your story.

“Yes, but without the closet. The magical portal led to a kingdom full of witches, fairies, vampires and any magical creature you can imagine.”

“Even elves?” He questioned you again. Now Damian was lying in bed and you covered him with the blanket.

“Of course, elves can't be missed.” You said. Your heart filled with love and you almost cried when you saw the image of the boy who hated you six months ago totally interested in a bedtime story. “In that kingdom there was a crystal that served as oxygen for all beings there, but a terrible villain broke this crystal and stole its essence, leaving the world without magic.” Damian still had complete fun with your narration. “Then, the queen called Martha went and asked the brave Dami to hunt down the villain and recover the essence of the crystal.”

“And he did this?”

“Yes! Dami took a sword and shield and went out to the magical kingdom in search of the villain. He went to an ancient village in the kingdom called Gothym and met three knights named Grayson, Todd and Drake. They sent Dami to the mountains where he would find the villain.”

“And he found it?”

“He found it, but it was difficult. The villain was hiding in a ruined castle north of Gothym. Dami fought bravely with the villain and defeated him. Dami recovered the essentials of the crystal and in exchange, Queen Martha gave him a personal portal to return to the kingdom as often as he wanted. Dami was a brave hero and defeated the evil villain.” You told the story while running your hand affectionately through the boy's hair. “Did you like the story?”

“Yes, it was the best story anyone told me.”

“I'm glad you liked it, my love. If you want, I can tell you a story every night.”

“Todd would make fun of me if he knew.” He said, looking at you so intently that you knew he was embarrassed for having liked the story.

“I'm gonna tell you a secret. I told Dick, Jason and Tim stories for three years, but they didn't want to.”

“Did you tell Todd bedtime stories?” He asked loudly, as if it were some blasphemy.

“Of course, and he loved them all.”

“So I want to hear stories before bed.”

“I'll love telling you, along with a glass of milk and cookies. Good evening, Dami.” You said getting up from the bed. Your lips found the boy's forehead.

“Good night, mom.” He said, making you look surprised at him. “I can call you mom? Since Dick, Jason, and Tim call you Mom, I thought you might as well.”

“Of course, my dear. You can call me mother and I will call you my son.” Your arms wrapped around the body of the boy, your son. Love seemed to explode in your heart. “Good evening, my dear son.”

“Good nigh, mom.”

You gave Damian one last kiss on his forehead, before picking up the tray and taking it to the kitchen. After washing the dishes, you went to the master suite, the room shared between you and Bruce.

Your husband was lying on the king size bed, waiting for you. After showering and putting on your pajama, you laid down on the bed.

“Damian called me mom.” You said to Bruce, earning a smile from him.

“With bedtime stories, milk and cookies.”

“How did this happen?” He asked, setting aside the iPad he was using to hug you.

[torustan]

satoru definitely has a habit of telling you that he lost his chapstick after buying him a new one yesterday ( he never lost it lol he keeps it somewhere hidden at your shared space so you would share ur chapstick ) so too bad you have to let him borrow ur flavored chapstick he’s being horny about it too will literally get hard trying to put on some chapstick you used on your lips he’s just imagining it sometimes he will ask you for some chapstick and when u refuse to give him ( his Chapstick now bc he kept borrowing it and use it more than you do ) your Chapstick he will kiss you on lips to just try get some gloss so his lips wont get dry ( gotta keep em juicy for u also an excuse to kiss you)

[asrichin]

// Making origami lucky star together. //

“i. had. enough.” he said with a fit of rage, throwing the crumbled up star at the wall. Apparently,he has been trying for a solid 15 minutes to try fold a perfect, lucky star that you have teached him earlier. Infact, you suggested that you both should make it together, and put it a jar for fun.

but after trying for so many times, just for it to be failed attempts. and he is NOT happy about it. That's how he ended up here, grumbling and folding the paper over and over again. While you were there, witnessing his crankiness over folding an origami that he can't do it perfectly (in his opinion.)

Then, you took his star next to yours. Holding both of it up infront of his face, which his frown deepens in response. “it look fine,babe—it even looks like mine! ” you assured him, smiling widely at him. His shoulder sagged, muttering incoherent words under his breath.

“how the hell do you do it like that? I can't get it right.” a frustrated groan came from his lips, his eyebrows furrowed while he focused on folding the paper carefully more this time. “practice makes perfect,” you simply replied, nudging his leg with yours with a smile.

he stayed silent, or morelike all of his attention is on the paper itself than you. Though, you can see he is giving his best, really.

Someday,sooner or later—he will get this shit right, be better than you. Just so he could give you a jar of perfect stars. (plus,your reactions.)

ATSUMU,Suna,Nishinoya,RIN ITOSHI...and your favs.

AN** I do not have any thoughts for chars, so up to you...

[o-o-lover-o-o]

The two are on a high-stakes assassination mission, perfectly blending into the shadows. A target walks by. Wife (whispering): "Move like a silent fart. Invisible but unforgettable." Illumi: internally screaming Target: suddenly turns around because he hears muffled laughter Illumi: realizes she’s laughing at her own words instead of staying silent Illumi (mentally): I should’ve just married a puppet instead.

[yorobix]

Great Gatsby but it’s JayGatsby!RussellAdler x DaisyBuchanan!OriginalFemaleCharacter

Why? Because Robert Redford was HAWTTT…..

[justalittlehoneybee]

The casting for the company in The Hobbit is phenomenal

Graham McTavish (Dwalin) hitting the gym as soon as he got the part

Jed Brophy (Nori) trying to steal as much stuff on set as he can and Mark Hadlow (Dori) telling him to put it back

Mark Hadlow (Dori) texting Adam Brown (Ori) “Are you okay?” and mothering him all the time

Aidan Turner (Kili) and Dean O’Gorman (Fili) being the trouble makers on set and teasing all the other dwarves

Stephen Hunter (Bombur) constantly snacking on set

James Nesbit (Bofur) and his Irish humor

Richard Armitage (Thorin) constantly feeling the pressure of his role and responsibilities

[laukern]

I was thinking of an enemies and lovers with a monster but this monster is not really a monster but is a monster.

It's more like a spirit thing which takes forms depending on the situations for example

It needs to kill a businessman who's also a whore so it will turn into a woman in order to kill him and other times it can turn into an animal, insect, etc etc

BUT it is actually a pawn of the underworld, an essence of a fallen angel who still seeks god and thus fulfills the task of ridding this world from evil and since the angel is trapped in the underworld, their ways of establishing a world with no evil is a bit.. vulgar? (Murder, genocide etc)

Now it's desperate for god, I think that's clear enough.

It's next target was a friend of yours and for some reason you became fully aware of his inhumane presence and saw through his disguise, were you perhaps just like him?

Shaking the thought , he tried to kill you first so his cover is not blown but killing an innocent being is basically crime to god therefore he refrained to traumatizing you instead. But somehow he finds himself lurking around you, observing you, obsessing over you.

He wants to make your life a living hell, make you go through every miniscule of pain that he went through himself, he hates you, hates you.. hates you.

Yes! He hates you and that is the reason why he wants you, wants you like a starved animal, needs you like he needs oxygen, and God.. Does he want you under him.

(Pronous are he/it cause it's basically genderless but takes form of a man most of the time)

[ksascriptt]

Suck It and See - Hotch x Wife!Bau!Reader angst fic partial clip

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The lights were off and it was dark outside, the only visible glow being emitted from a lamp in the other room, casting an orange-grey shadow on the room and the man it contained. The day had already been long, many tears had been shared and shed throughout the past two days, and you were not exempt from that. In fact, you were nearly drowning in the sheer amount of sadness and fear that coursed through your blood, as though it had entered your lungs in the time it took you to realize this was happening. But you couldn’t help but set your eyes upon Aaron, his casual clothing of a crewneck and jeans, and just how different he appeared now. Everything he stood for felt like it had been crushed in just a few days. You were such a prominent part of his life now, he adored and loved you more than anyone could ever understand, how could he cope with knowing he would lose you when he spent so much time trying to never let you go?

[deuxcherise]

Depravity

Caution: Includes adult content, NSFW, dubcon, unhealthy relationship dynamics, unhealthy behavior, gender neutral reader(?)

A/n: I just really wanted to write smut for the first time. Especially one involving a possessive male lead. Which is why I chose to post on Tumblr... because why not? Enjoy!

Masterlist

“Absolutely. Not.”

His answer to your pleas. No matter how hard you beg or scream, he doesn't let up his ministrations. He delights in how much you whine about how “it hurts” or how you “can't take anymore” apparently, but your body is much more honest than your words. Your inner walls continue to tighten and suck in his thick, fat cock as he thrusts his hips against the plush of your behind.

What? What about consent during and after? The ability to take consent away as you please, as your right?

HAH!

You don't understand who you're dealing with, do you?

All he cares about right now is making sure you both get a complete fill of each other, and that he teaches your body thoroughly and deeply exactly who it belongs to.

Consider it punishment for daring to let some hooligan touch you. Your lover should be the only one who gets to feel your soft skin, your scars, your stretch marks, your birthmarks–your everything. Even if that idiot only managed to grab at your wrist, your lover sliced that hand off so cleanly their blood vessels had to take a moment to realize they've been damaged.

Seeing your reaction at the time, barely batting an eye, your lover found solace in knowing you've truly accepted him for all that he is and all that he can offer you. You hadn't care about his status, his prolific background. You care about him. You love him.

So take it. Take his hot seed deep into your gushing hole, and let him have your entire being. For you are his now and his eternally…

[siriusly-rem-writes]

Where Will We End Up? (Headcanons/Context)

In honor of the resurfacing of JATP S2 rumors, here's some context set in the WWWEU? Universe.

Warnings: mentions of absent fathers, relationships with parents, implied hostile home environment, use of Y/N, Alex is Catholic, implied homophobia, female reader (Let me know if I missed something!)

Luke Patterson

Born November 25, 1977 (13 at the start of the story)

The oldest of the group

Born and raised in Canada

Moved to LA when he was 12 for his 8th-grade year

Only child

Lives with both his parents

Has a good relationship with both but struggles to communicate with his mom more

His dad plays guitar and taught him how to play

Has ADHD

Has a slight accent 

And a stutter

Started cutting the sleeves of his shirts because too much fabric bothered him 

Was overstimulated on the first day of school 

He bumped into Alex in the cafeteria causing both of their trays to fall down

It was his last straw and he exploded

“Hey! Watch where you’re going!”

Y/N put him in his place after he yelled at Alex

He looked for them a few days later to apologize

“I uh, brought cookies?”  

He brings cookies every time he messes up

Doesn’t have physical boundaries with his friends 

It took getting smacked on the forehead by Bobby many, many times for him to understand not to hug him unprompted

Emily loves hosting 

The group used to sleep over at Luke’s a lot 

The more serious Luke got about music, the more arguments he had with his mom

It got so bad he eventually ran away from home

He actually wasn’t allowed in Alex’s room alone anymore after they got caught kissing

Every time he went over to Alex's the air was tense

He stopped showing up the way he used to, instead opting to sneak in

He picked up a job as a waiter at a local diner

The group loves to go in just to terrorize him

Firmly believes that you choose your family and he chose his

Isn’t bad at school, he just can’t focus on it for the life of him

Gets detention a lot because he gets caught not paying attention

The reason they have a zero-tolerance after 3 tardies rule 

He takes boxing lessons with Jose Camacho to release his pent-up energy 

Forgets he knows how to fight

Reggie Peters

Born May 06, 1978 (12 at the start of the story)

Third oldest of the group

Born and raised in LA

Lives by the beach 

Likes to sneak out and listen to the waves 

Can surf

Lives with both his parents 

But he doesn’t have a good relationship with either 

He doesn’t hate them nor have they directed anything at him, he just wishes they’d listen and spend more time with him

Only child

But he babysits Diego Miller, the little boy next door who he decided was his little brother

He’s not as dense as he makes himself out to be 

He just doesn’t like to think about things too much because it stirs his feelings 

Really good at Math and Science

He likes that it's logical thinking, not emotional

Doesn’t like English because it requires him to tap into emotions and he really doesn’t want to 

He doesn’t like History either because it leaves him bothered by the shitty and unfair past

Has selective mutism 

It kicked in badly during one of his parents' fights 

The longest he’s gone mute was 2 months

It kicks in every now and then but not for as long and not around everyone 

He learned ASL because of it 

Sometimes he uses it outside of an episode just because it’s easier 

Everyone else tries to pick it up, levels of proficiency vary

He found “Wright’s Domain” a comic book shop one day after he had walked out of his house

He spends most of his Summers there

He sits in the same bean bag

The more time he spent there, the more he found himself doing random things 

He’d reorganize comics, reposition figurines and when someone asked him where they could find a specific section he pointed them to it 

The couple that owns the store started to notice him

They left snacks by his bean bag chair with a note thanking him for fixing up

He wrote back a thank you with a doodle of himself holding two thumbs up and an arrow pointing out his name was Reggie 

The snacks waited for him every visit

His voice did come back, at the shop 

He spoke to the owners, Donna and Michael, quite often, they love hearing about his day 

He eventually got a job there

Ended up bringing everyone one day

He was a little nervous because the shop was his safe space but so was the group

The owners loved the group too

Donna and Michael live in THE house

Alex Mercer

Born August 23, 1978 (12 at the start of the story)

Second to last youngest

Lives with both his parents 

The eldest

He has a younger sister named Sophia 

Had a good relationship with both his parents up until he came out

Always watches out for his sister

He plays tea party and dresses up with her

His dad made a comment about it and Alex stopped doing it so frequently

Grew up Catholic 

He never really thought much of it until he noticed he looked at boys a lot for being a boy himself

He’s not the biggest fan of it anymore

Was already an anxious kid but as he got older; his religious background, his dad's expectations, and being more aware of the world's problems made his anxiety skyrocket

He fidgets by tapping his fingers on a surface or hitting his thighs with his hands 

His parents got him a drum set to help ease it

He met Y/N when they were 7 

He defended her against a bully

He got detention

She walked home with him that day and they realized they lived 3 streets down from each other

Really wants to make his dad proud 

His dad has a lot of traditional views of men which contradict with Alex 95% of the time

His first crush was on Ryan, a boy he went to church with, but he didn’t know it yet 

His stomach dropped when he saw Ryan and another girl share a quick kiss at the park

Developed a crush on Luke  

His first kiss and boyfriend was Luke 

His dad opened the door to Alex’s room and caught them kissing 

His dad stood there, closed the door and walked away

His dad didn’t speak to him at all through dinner

The next day, his dad told him he’d take him to church to repent

Alex said no and came out when he was 15

They got into an argument

His dad didn’t kick him out (to save his image) but told him that until he repented, he wasn’t his son

He was the first to meet Reggie 

They’re in the same Math class and the teacher asked Reggie to tutor him 

They met up after school twice a week

Alex wasn’t looking for a friend but Reggie being the social butterfly he is, didn’t care

The more times they saw each other, the more Alex got used to him and his antics 

He actually understood Math the way Reggie would teach him

One day Luke didn’t want to go home because he had fought with his mom and Y/N was busy, Alex found Reggie to tell him he had to stick to Luke 

Reggie told him Luke was welcome to join their session

Luke sat across from them and wrote in his journal but was still fidgety 

Reggie cut the tutoring session short and invited them out for ice cream

Alex questioned his life choices as Luke and Reggie’s loud personalities mixed

He initiated his and Luke’s first kiss 

And then immediately panicked before Luke laughed and pulled him back in

He was the one who broke up with Luke

There was an awkward air for like 2 minutes before they talked about everything and went back to being best friends

Bobby Shaw

Born March 16, 1978 (13 at the start of the story)

The second oldest of the group

Never knew his dad

Lives with his mom and grandma

Has a good relationship with both

Only child (not really but we'll get into that later)

Keeps to himself mostly

Skates

He paints, though he doesn’t like people looking at his art 

Took an art class during his freshman year 

He never did anything in class

He’d do it at home and sneak in the assignment the next day, nameless

His art teacher caught him one time and told him he’d leave the art room open for him to do his assignments so as long as he starts signing his name

He spends a lot of time in the art room

Close to the art teacher, Mr. Cervantez 

He was the first positive male influence in his life

Befriends Y/N first, she takes an art class with him

He’s actually not sure how to handle social interactions 

He’s pretty awkward 

He helped Luke on their first week of high school

Luke was being picked on and they had taken the beanie off his head 

He stopped Luke from launching himself at the other guys 

“Come on guys, give it back.” 

One of the guys looked at him questioningly 

Bobby stood his ground

The guys tossed the beanie back at Luke and Bobby walked off as soon as they left

Luke approached him weeks later and he internally panicked the whole time

Has problems with authority 

That guy that will touch something after you said not to 

His grandma hates that he does that but he can’t help it

He’s respectful to both his mom and grandma, no one else really

Lacks a filter, has accidentally hurt people’s feelings because of it

Not a big physical touch guy 

He has to be very comfortable with you to initiate touch

All talk 

Like he can’t fight

He’s gotten by on physical appearance alone 

The guys hide behind him all the time and when Y/N needs him, his tall looming presence behind her has people running for the hills

He’s punched one person and one person only

It was Alex’s dad

Y/N Y/L/N

Born September 01, 1978

The youngest of the group

Only child

Lives with her mom

Dad walked out when she was 7

Her mom started drinking, causing the mother-daughter bond to break

Spends the night at Alex’s a lot

The first time, her bed was set up in Sophia’s room 

After everyone had gone to sleep she snuck into Alex’s room 

The next day, his parents found her sleeping at the edge of his bed with his blanket draped over the edge also to cover Alex who slept on the floor

After it happened 3 more times, they stopped trying to separate the two 

She has clothes in the bottom drawer of Alex’s dresser

Alex’s number 1 protector

They made friendship bracelets, purple yarn for her and blue for Alex 

Luke and her = sibling energy 

Likes to wear other people's clothes

Makes her feel like they’re with her and she’s not alone

Literally carrying their love with her

It started with one of the shirts her dad left behind 

She likes Alex’s hoodies, Luke’s beanies and in the Summer she’ll snag one of his sleeveless tees, Reggie’s flannels and in the Winter his leather jacket, Bobby’s t-shirts and vests

The guys knock on her door when they can’t find the item they want to wear because they know she has it

She and Alex remade their friendship bracelets to include Luke (Orange)

She made them remake them later once Bobby (Green) and Reggie (Red) became part of their little group

All 5 of them wear it no matter what

She likes to draw

Was the first to befriend Bobby in art class

She admired him from afar (because look at him) and wondered what he did, given that he always slept in the class

One time while waiting for Alex and Luke to get out of detention, she walked around school and caught Bobby in the art room

His back was to her and he wore headphones as he painted

She loved his piece and wondered why he never did anything in class

Wrote him sticky notes encouraging him to show his work

Eventually, he wrote back saying he’d reveal his work if she revealed who she was

It was a deal and they started talking more afterwards

Luke was upset when he learned she was friends with Bobby 

Mostly because he thought Bobby was a dick (a dick he tried to be friends with first but failed) 

TEASER

[ivorydragoness44]

Jason Todd x Reader: All Clear

Word Count: 385 Warnings/Notes/Summary: Established relationship. The Reader and Jason wake up to a loud noise, startling them. Jason searches for the cause of the disturbance, but it is the Reader who finds the unlikely and harmless source.

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 Sleep did not always come easy. There were times when thoughts raced or the littlest of sounds were too much.  Under the covers that night, you rested. Sleep was as calm as the person within arm’s reach. The quiet city noises outside hardly registered any more than white noise to your ears.  BANG!  Eyelids flashed open, wide awake to the pounding panic of your heart. Arms pulled you close and dragged you down off of the side of the bed. Quickly, yet gently, you were pushed and urged under the bed.

  You rolled over to face him, and he brought his index finger up to his lips. Frowning, you watched as he got up, your eyes tracking his socked feet cautiously prowl around the open space of his apartment.  Near the windows, with a brush of the curtains, he grumbled. Flicking on a light, there was a pause before he spoke.  “All clear,” Jason announced.  Crawling out from underneath the bed, you stood and readjusted your pajamas. You looked around the room briefly as Jason was inspecting his collection displayed on the wall.  “You heard it too, right?” He asked as you stepped over to him.  “Yeah,” you said, hugging onto his arm, “and it was loud.”  Sighing, he kissed the top of your head. “It’s too quiet. I’m going to suit up and check around the perimeter—the…about a block out.”  “Alright,” you yawned, pushing off of him; momentum almost nonexistent. “I’m already up, so I might as well use the bathroom.”  “Sounds like a plan,” he chuckled.

  Flipping on the bathroom light, your eyes landed on the tile of the shower wall. Something seemed off; missing. Stepping closer, you saw it.  “Hey, Jay?” You called out, maintaining a curious tone as to not alarm him. “I found the culprit.”  With a look of utter confusion, Jason walked in. Beckoning him with a quick tilt of your head, he made his way toward the tub.  “Really?” He stared at the fallen shower caddy with soap and other hair-care bottles scattered in the tub. “That’s what made that noise?”  “Yep.”  He sighed. “I’ll deal with that in the morning.”  “Sounds like a plan,” you smirked.  “I’m going back to sleep.”  You laughed lightly at his retreating form. “I’ll join you soon.”  “I hope so.”

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Thank you for reading! If you’d like, check out my other Jason Todd/Red Hood fanfics on my masterlists.

[bia-wayne-west]

Damian is going to have a little sister [Damian Wayne x Pregnant! Batmom]

Summary: You take a pregnancy test and find out you are pregnant. You will have a little girl. Bruce, Alfred and their other three children are happy, except Demian. Your fourth baby is jealous of the new member of the family.

Personagens: Bruce Wayne [Batman], Damian Wayne [Robin], Dick Grayson [Nightwing], Jason Todd [Red hood], Tim Drake [Red Robin] and Reader [You]

Word count: 1,366

Warnings: jealousy, fear of abandonment and pregnancy.

A / N: Hi. I planned this fanfiction months ago, but I only had time to write today. I always imagined what it would be like if Batmom got pregnant. Demian would probably be jealous and wouldn't admit it. So, I decided to write about it.

I hope you like the imagine

Remember that I am a Brazilian girl. I am not fluent in English and I am still learning. I apologize if I have any errors. Feel free to correct me.

Go and read my other stories on my MASTERLIST.

REQUEST ARE OPEN. Do not be shy. Ask as many imagines as you want.

The test in your hands had two blue lines and your face had a huge smile. You had some suspicions, but you never imagined that after eight years of marriage, you would have a baby in your womb.

You thought you must be sterile because you had never been pregnant before, and even though the doctors said you were healthy, you didn't believe them. The test in your hand was proof that you were going to have five babies now.

You left the bathroom, putting the test in your pants pocket. The first person you saw when you left the master suite was Alfred. He will just come out of one of the guest rooms.

You ran to the butler you considered your second father. Alfred looked at you, thinking you were going to ask for something.

“Alfred, I'm pregnant!” You said it quickly, not having the courage to repeat it. The old man in front of you looked at you with wide eyes. After five seconds, he smiled at you.

It was difficult to make Alfred smile. He always maintained his serious appearance.

“Congratulations, Mrs. Wayne. It’s great news.” Alfred said.

You showed the butler the pregnancy test. He congratulated her again and left, with the excuse that he had to clean Timothy's room. You could see a big smile on Alfred's face as he walked down the stairs to the second floor.

You remembered that Bruce was on the Wayne Enterprise, running some errands and that he wouldn't be back until after 8pm. Dick and Jason went to Wally West's house to play basketball. Timothy was at school.

Demian was the only one at home. He was probably in his room or in the garden with Titus.

You walked to the room that had the 'Do Not Enter' sign. You knocked on the door a few times, hearing your son's voice telling you that you could come in.

“Hi, my love.” You said to Damian, who was playing videogame. He was sitting on the bed. The boy smiled at you.

"Hi mommy. Did something happen?" He questioned, his eyes anxious.

You sat on the bed too, watching your son continue to play his game, but he was paying attention to you. .

“I have something new to tell you. I found out today, so only you and Alfred know about it.” You said, reaching into your pocket and pulling out the pregnancy test to show Damian.

The boy looked at the object curiously, until he realized what it really was. He looked at you in amazement, as if he thought it was just a joke.

"You are pregnant?" He questioned.

"Yes." After you nodded, you saw him give you a sad smile.

“I think this is amazing news, Mom,” Damian said. He no longer looked you in the eye, focusing his attention on the television while he played.

"Are you okay, darling?" You questioned, moving closer to Damian.

The boy just nodded, and didn't look at you anymore. Then, you realized that he didn't like the news, and preferred to leave him alone. You knew Damian didn't like expressing his feelings.

"If you need me, I'll be in the kitchen" You said, leaving your son's room and walking down the hallway.

As soon as Bruce arrived and you told him you were pregnant, he had the best reaction possible. Your husband was extremely happy and excited. And Dick, Jason and Tim also loved having a new little brother.

The weeks passed very quickly, and soon became months, and suddenly, you were seven months pregnant. You had already done all the ultrasounds and discovered that you were having your first daughter. You were excited to have a little princess, and Jason and Dick started teasing Bruce about how he really was a girl's daddy.

Everyone in your family seemed to be happy, except Damian. He never said out loud that he hated the baby, but you could see that he stopped wanting to spend time with you. The boy spent more time in his room or in the Batcave, avoiding being close to you. Bruce said the boy would accept that he would have a sister after the baby was born, but you knew you had to have a talk with Damian.

You walked slowly down to the clock that hid the entrance to the Batcave. It was difficult to walk with swollen feet. You knew that Bruce was on patrol, but that he left Damian on the Batcomputer. As soon as you got out of the elevator, you saw your son look at you, but quickly turn away. You walked over to Damian, giving him a gentle smile. The boy didn't look at you again.

"Hello, my dear." You said.

He didn't answer you, and started pretending to type on the keyboard.

"I wanted to talk to you a little."

Damian just grumbled.

"I know you're sad about my pregnancy." You said. "But you know that in two months there will be a baby here."

He continued ignoring you.

"If it's because of your father, you know Bruce loves all his children equally." You commented. "And that no baby in this world will make your father love you less."

Damian finally turned around, looking at you. He had red eyes, looking like he was going to cry.

"It's not about my father." He said. "Is you!" He exclaimed.

"What do you mean?" You asked.

"You know!" He roared. "You were the first person who liked me, even though you knew I was Bruce's biological son and that I was conceived when he was drugged by Talia." Damian continued speaking. "And now, you will have your own daughter. Who has your blood and Bruce's"

You looked at him, surprised.

"Are you afraid I'm going to leave you aside?" You wanted to know.

"My brothers don't seem to see what's going to happen. That you and Bruce are going to love the baby more than we do." He started to cry. "I love you and my dad, and I know that now you will have your own family."

You said, walking over to your son. You held him by the shoulders, making him face you.

"Damian, that will never happen!" You exclaimed. "You, Dick, Jason and Tim never stopped being my kids, my little birds."

He looked away, looking embarrassed.

"I thought you wouldn't treat me like your son anymore" He said.

"It's normal for you to be jealous and afraid of losing all the attention you receive, but I want you to know that our relationship will never change." You commented. "Now that the problem has been resolved, do you want to go upstairs so we can make some cupcakes together?"

Damian quickly got up from the chair he was in, and threw himself into your arms, hugging you tightly. He placed his head on your chest, and surprisingly, you felt him caressing your belly for the first time. You lowered your head to look at your son, smiling at him.

"Yes, I want to go make cupcakes, Mommy." He said, using the sleeve of his sweatshirt to wipe his tear-stained face.

You and Damian went up to the house, leaving the Batcave. He started talking to you again, saying that he had had a brief fight with Jon Kent, but that they had already made up. He also told you that he was doing a literature project for school in a group, and that it was very easy.

As soon as you arrived in the kitchen, you grabbed all the necessary ingredients from the fridge and started mixing the cupcake batter, while Damian mixed the frosting. He told you that he wanted to color the cupcakes green and red, so you grabbed the food coloring from the pantry, letting him make the frosting any color he wanted.

Once the more than twenty cupcakes were ready, you and Damian sat on the counter while eating, talking excitedly about how the last few months had been when Damian had avoided you.

"Mother?" He caught your attention. "It'll be good to be a big brother."

You gave him a huge smile, and then kissed your son's cheek.

[roselyn-writing]

Hellooo its me again, actually wanted to request something kinda fluff, kinda smut (a bit of both if i could say)

Kuai Liang helping the reader to relax after a very stressfull week with college and family stuff, how would that go?

Thank you for your time bye byeee ❤

Sure thing! ❤️❤️💕✨💜

Author’s note: Sorry I couldn’t do smut so I chose the fluff one! I hope you like it and enjoy reading this ficlet ;)

You returned to your home after a vigorous week of college and family stuff.

You decided that you needed a break, and there was no better place to be than the Lin Kuei temple with Kuai Liang.

Kuai Liang watched in concern as you constantly tapped your fingers and bit them.

He is concerned about your health; after all, you are his partner, and he only wants to help you.

He quickly approached you, and with a smile, he asked you.

"Are you okay? You seem tired!" He asked with a bright smile.

"Not really, I’m just stressed out and..." You articulated, you couldn’t find the right word to end your sentence.

"I understand," He said, as he sat in front of you. "How’s your day?"

"There's nothing special about it," You replied dryly. Mentally and physically exhausted. It was a long-arse week.

Kuai nodded in understanding. In all honesty, He knew something was troubling you; it was clear as the sun.

An idea popped into his mind, and that is to talk it out with you, To talk about how you feel about him.

"I heard meditation helps to relax," He began.

As soon as he said that your attention was focused on him, you knew that he was talking about your stress indirectly. You smiled at him.

"Okay then! Let’s meditate!" You uttered.

Kuai smiled because his plan worked. He got up to fetch the meditation mat. He returned with two mats, one for him and one for you.

He gently put it on the ground, then gestured for you to come. You nodded and went to sit beside him.

"I hope this works," you said.

He didn’t reply, but he only gave you a reassuring smile. He hums deeply as he fixes himself into a meditation posture.

You did the same. You hummed deeply, like him. He is guiding you on how to meditate.

You don’t know what you are doing, but you follow his every guide. He told you to take a deep breath.

Surprisingly, you feel relaxed and happy, but you want more, and you crave something else.

But you are grateful; his meditating session helped you a lot. and you wanted to reward him for that.

After Kuai ended the session, he got up and put his mat in its place. You walked up to him and started to kiss him.

He was surprised at first, but he kissed you back.

You didn’t care if someone caught you or anything, You only care about satisfying yourself and Kuai.

You started to press on his lips more as you kissed him. He moaned in response to that.

Kuai is the best care provider in the world; he helps you, cooks for you, and makes tea for you!

Kuai sensed that you were touch-starved. So he decided to give you more physical touches and love.

He snaked his arms around your neck as he pressed his lips against yours; you could feel the boost of your "happy hormones". And serotonin hits your system.

You felt a rush of euphoria when he kissed you. His icy tongue added an extra sensation to it.

You wanted to kiss him forever and be with him forever. You wanted nothing more than to be with him; you wished that you could only leave everything behind and be with him. You couldn’t care about college or anything else. You only wanted to be with your lover, Kuai.

Kuai broke the kiss so that he could breathe, "Come on, darling~." He purred with a luscious grin, "Let’s release some of your stress~."

You knew what he wanted to do, and you wanted to do it too! Hell! How can you refuse to do something like this with him?

"Let’s do it," You muttered with a satisfied tone.

[reno-writes]

Meat Stealing

[Image by Eiichiro Oda] Habit Substitute Drabble Series! This will be 1 out of the 8 drabbles I will be writing, because, why not? Some characters like certain things on a daily. But what if you were there? Here are the links for the others. [Luffy] [Zoro] [Usopp] [Sanji] [Law] [Smoker] [Crocodile]

Rating: Anyone 

Word count: 711

Type: Fluff

Characters: Luffy, reader, Strawhats Trigger warnings/content: None. 

There he was, sinking his teeth into his sixty-eighth piece of meat. Sanji was sighing, half expecting this same routine, yet half exhausted to even keep cooking since dusk. Yet, the Straw Hats already knew this was Luffy’s normal quirk, which was why they stockpiled and even locked up the ingredients every night. Depriving the poor captain from snacking late at night, stuffing his face until the pantry was gone. Luckily, now, it was time to feast. Luffy reached around Zoro to grab the extra piece of meat that was orphaned on your plate.

“Hey! That’s mine!” You angrily snarl, stabbing the well done steak with your fork. “You already had so many!” Glaring at Luffy to meet his bloated, chipmunk stuffed face. His chewing was loud, but his swallow was louder. His arm snapped, hitting Zoro’s head to lean forward. “I haven’t even gotten a piece yet! Can’t you eat someone else or at least ask?”

“Oi! Luffy!” Zoro's angry tone is trying to interrupt the quarrel between the two of you. “Watch what you are doing!” Yet, the captain didn’t let go. In fact, Luffy yanked trying to make the fork release the poor meat prisoner under your grasp.

“Meat! It’s mine if you are not eating it!” Following suit, your fork still hooked on the meat, but following his arm as you fought over his strength. His jaw now clenching, his face slimmed down as his expression contorted.

“No, it's mine!” You growl, your mouth inching closer and closer to the meat, your teeth clamping around the steak, claiming your property. “See? Mine!” Luffy still was not having it, he thought maybe he could tear off the rest of the meat. The fight was stagnant, as the table was full of laughter, some onlookers just chuckling to see the outcome between this childish battle over meat. There was a tug, you resisted right back, the cycle of pulling from him to you kept you two in place, making the crew laugh. “Give it up!”

“Never!” Luffy finally roared, yanking as hard as he could, pulling you close as the piece of meat tore, your body lurching forward. Luffy smiled, winning the tug of war, cheering. “Victory! Meat!” His smile wide, trailing from cheek to cheek until-

“Luffy-!” Your voice cuts off, both your lips meet. Silence rippled through the table, a few gasps. Sanji’s cigarette fell, Nami’s face fell along with many other crew members. The taste of sauce, along with some vinaigrette met your lips. Savory, sweet, but it wasn’t the main issue. This was a kiss, at the table, in front of the Straw Hats. Pulling away, both in shock, almost confused and flustered, at least that is how you felt. “You- Luffy you-”

“Oh…man…the meat fell on the floor,” his eyes trailing to the meat that fell on the floor. “Well, five second rule!” His fingers grasped the steak, as he dangled it above his tongue, letting it drop into his jaws, swallowing it whole. “Woo, you tasted good-.” Your eyes widened, Luffy scratched his head as all eyes were on him with what he said. “What? I can’t waste food.”

“I- I taste good?” Luffy gasps, but then smiles, his hand running through his locks, laughing.

“Oh! I mean the meat tastes good! I will say you did taste good though!” Your face flushed red, confirming his words. He was a ditz at this moment, he didn’t realize how those words affected you. “Maybe we will have to share a meal again like this!” Only for Robin to speak up from the end of the table, her casual demeanor cloaking the room. Only for some of the guy's to cough, their mind thinking of the kiss that made them glance away from the accident that just unfolded. The table was awkward now, only you and Luffy were fixated at what transpired.

“Well, now we have someone who can stop Luffy from eating too much right?” Her chuckle, only causing a few people to laugh, but Sanji stops and nearly cries from protest. Just maybe, maybe you were his substitute for his cravings. Only for you to nearly wrestle Luffy, stretching his rubber face out to scold him from ever stealing your food ever again.