#not because of what she said. cuz she usually just looks at him in silence when he asks anything too personal so her talking is suspicious

[januaryembrs]

hot chocolate!!!

what about bau!reader who’s super affectionate with spencer (and he just takes it with a blush and sugary coffee)

example; jawline kisses that are supposed to be cheek kisses instead of hello’s and goodbye’s & reader having her arm around spencer’s waist at all times cuz she’s just so used to his body warmth!!!

(for some reason i’m imagining s9 reid & new-ish reader but u can do what u want ofc!!)

FUGITIVE AFFECTIONS | Spencer Reid x BAU!reader

description: fugitive (noun) meaning escape, runaway. (adjective) meaning fleeting, brief, passing.

Length: 1.1k

warnings: fluff fluff FLUFF.

He knew what was coming the second he heard her footsteps. The coffee machine spluttered with effort as it churned out his third cup of the day, and he was already perched with the sugar waiting for the appliance to do its thing. Spencer barely had chance to acknowledge the approaching figure when he felt arms wrap around his waist, someone attaching themselves to his back with a feather light kiss to his spine. 

“Good morning,” He called over his shoulder, and you hummed, quickly squeezing the soft pooch of his stomach and releasing him. 

“Morning,” You said, and he leaned up to open the cupboard door, which wasn’t a big feat for him with his heinously long limbs. Plopping a mug down on the side, he poured coffee in your cup first before he started on his own, “Reports due today?” 

“Hotch wants the Minnesota and the Nevada cases wrapped up,” He said, sliding the milk and sugar over to your side of the counter and keeping his head down. Spencer felt his ears run hot, like they usually did whenever you got so close to him, which just happened to be always. 

He doubted the words ‘personal space’ were ever a thing in your vocabulary. It had started with Garcia, with the two of you linking arms and braiding each other's hair after two weeks of you moving to the BAU, and he’d figured that Garcia had won you over with that natural, bubbly charm of hers. But Spencer was perceptive, and he’d quickly realised the behaviour was not strictly limited to Penelope and her chirpy attitude. You tended to walk close to everyone, like you were trying to mesh you bodies in with them and the shoulder bumps and hands brushed against one another didn’t matter. In the end, rather than push you away, Morgan had taken to wrapping an arm around your shoulder as the two of you waltzed around the office together. Even Blake was succumbing to your touchy-feely attitude as you liked to cosy up next to her on the jet, usually falling asleep with your head on her shoulder, and she thought little of it now, just continuing with her crosswords unbothered. 

And then you’d set your sights on Spencer. 

He supposed you hadn’t quite got the memo about his germaphobia, or perhaps the transference of bacteria between humans during simple hand holding just never occurred to you. Yet after just a month of being desk buddies with him, he nearly jumped out of his skin the day you slipped your fingers in between his when the two of you had been paired up on a case and you were heading down the witness’s driveway to interview them. 

He’s been about to ask what the hell you were doing, or perhaps scramble to shove you off, and sanitise his hands with the emergency gel he kept in his bag at all times. But by the time he’d looked over at you, his cheeks a flaming strawberry colour with what he’d thought of as annoyance, you were simply smiling at him, and began swinging your joined hands back and forth, nudging your temple into his shoulder affectionately. 

“You look really pretty in that purple shirt, Spencer,” You said simply, and whatever scathing remark about how eighty percent of pathogens are transferred during hand holding was robbed from his gullet and he was stunned into silence. The way you’d said his name alone made his lips part in wonder, because he’d never heard it said like that. 

“T-thankyou, I like your jacket.” He cringed as soon a he said it, and the two of you looked down to your government issued FBI vest, the same one he wore, the same one Hotch wore, the same one they’d all worn for the past nine years. 

You sniggered, bumping him again with your forehead like you were a cat purring up against him, marking your territory. 

“You’re cute,”

You were full of sweet, loving words like that he realised, all buttercups and candy floss and honey and sweetie and my love and he felt himself expecting it now, biting his lip in worry if you were ever just the tiniest bit too busy to fluff him up with affection.

Like when you’d been called out by Blake on an emergency, the two of you scrambling to grab the SUV keys to go meet Morgan and JJ where they were moving into the building  after the suspect. 

The two of you had all but ran out of the precinct in the effort to catch up with the other agents, leaving Spencer, pen still in his hand as he mapped out the geographical profile, and he hadn’t realised anything was missing until he heard the door slam shut and he hadn’t felt the warmth of your hug, your hand in his hair ruffling it lovingly, not even a ‘goodbye, sweetie!’

Spencer pouted, despite the fact he’d spent the first few weeks wondering if he should be shying away from your touch because he was quickly running out of sanitizer and had yet to want you to stop. He felt like his routine had been interrupted, because that’s definitely what the source of his disappointment was, not the fact he wondered if he had done something wrong, and yet before he could think too hard about it, the door swung back open, Blake yelling something from the hallway that he could just about make out was your name, before a body crashed into his side and your lips were on his jaw, kissing him lightly through laboured breaths. 

“Bye, Spence.” You murmured, kissing up his cheek a few times to apologise for the wait, and he hadn’t even had the chance to return the favour through the fish out of water gape as he watched you run back to the door, Blake looking at you incredulously. 

“I just watched you run up three flights of stairs for that?” She asked, the door slowly closing behind you and giving him unfiltered snooping on your conversation. He smiled so wide his cheeks hurt, the same one that you had just kissed over and over again like it was a normal thing for you two, and he wondered if he could coordinate you rushing out of the office every time if it meant he’d have that again. 

“It’s Spencer, it was important,” You insisted, and he squoze his hands so tightly his nails dug into his palm, because it was too late to tell you just how much you’d made him feel in such a tiny gesture, and the electricity from your kisses had to come out somewhere. If not, Spencer worried he might explode. 

His hand sanitizer sat empty in his pocket, the same way it had been for months, and Spencer couldn’t care less.

[mentally-gone002]

keep him safe

summary: y/n brings spencer to her apartment after noticing him acting differently. 

warnings: mentions of drugs, addiction (i think), blood, guns

a/n: this takes place a few weeks after S3 Ep12 (3rd life) where that kid is killed in front of spencer… and yeah!!! also i apologize cuz i don’t know what addiction is like so hence idk how to write it but i tried… pls enjoy🤓

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7:33 pm

outside the building housing the BAU office it was dark and quiet, only filled with the sound of the few cars that passed and loud chirping of cicadas. it was peaceful compared to the past case that only ended hours before this. 

everyone on the BAU team filed into the building to settled into their desks and get a few files of work completed before they went home to repeat the process the next day. some finished their work quicker; the some was hotch, prentis, rossi, jj and garcia. they all left with quick and tired goodbyes to the remaining members of the team until the only tree left were y/n and spencer and morgan. 

when morgan did leave he shot a suggestive look at the two youngest agents. “have fun tonight you two.” he smirked. y/n rolled her eyes but didn’t say anything. 

spencer was working slow for once, his eyes not taking in all the words of the page at the quick rate they usually do. his fingers tapped at his desk and made the pen in his dominant hand flip and twist. he was fidgeting more than he usually did. 

y/n noticed this of course. because she was just one bullpen away from him and because they were close friends… and she was a profiler. she knew when something was picking his brain, good or bad. he had been like this for a few weeks and today was the day she would step in. because she knew spencer. he wouldn’t reach out until he was too far into a hole he had dug for himself.

she watched him for half an hour in between work until she swiveled in her seat, turning it until her legs were free from beneath the desk. she stood up and walked around to his desk. 

“knock, knock.” she interrupted the silence with an accompanying wrap of her knuckles against his desk. she didn’t want to startle him, as he seemed to be on edge already. “you doing alright with that?” the question she asked was gentle while she leaned her hip against the desks edge and stared down at the brown haired man as he stared back. 

he shrugged. “i can’t really focus on it.” spencer confessed with a tired voice. his eyes had early signs of bruising underneath them that she caught onto before they disappeared behind his thin fingers that pressed into the corners of his eyes in exhaustion. 

a sigh flowed from her nose. she dropped her head to the side and her cheek smushed against her shoulder. “you okay?” she was concerned for him; he’d been quieter than usual on the way home. 

spencer nodded. “yeah, yeah. i’m okay, just- just can’t focus.” he told her as he slumped back into his chair. his pen was abandoned on the open file on the table. he stared blankly at the case file, almost in horror. 

she looked with him at the papers with the inside of her cheek held between her teeth, thinking to herself prior to flipping the file closed. spencer sat up a little with his mouth opening but she shushed him. “you can work on it tomorrow, okay? we’re gonna go home.” y/n said to him with a tone that told spencer not to fight her in this. 

“you said ‘we’ and ‘home’ in the same sentence. i don’t understand.” spencer followed her with his brown eyes, spinning himself in his chair to keep them on her as y/n walked back to her desk, switching off her lamp and grabbing her purse. 

she looked at him over her computer, turning it off with the almost unheard click of a button. “you’re gonna stay with me tonight.” she answered him simply. 

he furrowed his brows. “why?” 

“because i don’t trust you to be alone tonight.” 

spencer swallowed thickly with how her eyes bore into his own. he could have, no, should have known that y/n would have caught onto his behavior. 

a case from weeks ago had taken a toll on him. seeing a kid shot in front of his eyes after he tried everything he could to convince jack, the father of lindsay who was kidnapped, not to shoot the teen holding her captive. the image scarred him; how the bullet exploded the boys head from the close range, how the blood splattered on the walls, and how he stood there in shock because he didn’t know what to do. 

“i’m okay.” he swore to her. 

she pursed her lips as she walked back to his desk. “don’t fight me on this,” her voice was low in a whisper. “i want to help you, spencer.” she reached down to place her hand on the back of his where it rested on the desk. 

spencer swallowed thickly once more before he sighed, looking away. “okay.” when her hand retracted away from his, he stood up and put his bag over his shoulder. 

y/n smiled at him and started walking with spencer on her heels out of the glass doors of the BAU office, into the elevator and to her car. 

9:07 pm

y/n smiled as she unlocked the door to her apartment and walked inside with her hand on the nob until spencer was all the way inside. 

he’d been in her apartment multiple times which meant there was no awkward moments as he took off his shoes and hung his bag on the rack beside the door. 

“are you hungry?” she asked him as she entered her small kitchen and he went to sit at the island. 

“i’m alright… just tired.” he told her with his elbows leaning on the counter. he blinked slowly. 

“okay.” she looked him over with sad eyes. “spencer?” he looked up at her at the utter of his name. “if there’s something wrong you can talk to me.” 

her statement had him nodding with his head lowered and his eyes closed. 

she was the one person he actually told about his addiction problem that had taken him over almost few months ago, and she’d helped him stop. but now he had the urge to use again, and that’s why she brought him home with her. that was why. 

y/n padded out from behind the kitchen island to spencer and her arms went around his middle. her chest was against his curved back from his posture from leaning over the counter a bit and she rested her cheek on his shoulder blade. he was warm through his clothes and his heartbeat was loud, but slow in y/n’s ear.

“thank you.” the words were whispered by spencer. 

“you’re welcome.” y/n whispered back to him. her thumb on one hand slowly trailed up and down where it was against the front of his waist, almost the middle of his abdomen. “i just want you to be safe.” 

“i know.” he breathed heavily due to how her touch was so kind and soft, unlike their job. 

a comfortable silence settled over y/n’s apartment as they stayed where they were at the kitchen island. spencer was in the verge of sleep from how at ease he was, and not a single image of the long past case was in his head, until she pulled away, then it all came rushing back to him. but he wasn’t going to tell her. there was a part of him that knew she knew. 

she always knew. 

“cmon, it’s late.” y/n ran a hand down his back as she stepped away from the proximity, straying to go towards her bedroom. 

spencer stared after her and decided to follow once she disappeared from his sight through the door separating her own space from the open concept of her apartment. 

her bedroom was homy. soft colors made up her bed, curtains and walls, while her dresser and nightstands were a darker shade. spencer liked it. 

“you remember where your clothes are right?” she called from where she stood in front of her bathroom mirror. 

“yeah.” spencer answered. his socked feet carried him to her dresser. the top right drawer was his. it had a set of pajamas and work clothes in it. 

it was almost like spencer and y/n were in a relationship. they had the details of one. with the clothes of the other at each of their houses, the secret looks they passed, some what harmless flirting. they were very close. so close that almost all of their coworkers were waiting for the day they finally got together; they’ve been waiting for three years. 

spencer quickly changed out of his work clothes and into pajamas before slipping into y/n’s bed. he was going to go sleep on her couch but that would only result in her dragging him back to her room. he laid in his left side, facing her empty space with eyes on her pillow u til she joined him, almost coming nose to nose with him. 

“i’m glad you didn’t go to the couch.” she told him. 

his mouth tugged up in the corners. “i decided against it. i knew you’d just drag me back here.” he said it through a yawn. 

“you know me too well.” she hummed. 

“i do.” 

silence. 

“thank you, again.” spencer muttered. 

y/n nodded against her pillow. “it’s my job to look out for people. you just happen to be the most important people i do that for.” 

spencer nodded slowly at her words, smiling softly again. he absentmindedly fidgeted with the top of her comforter, twisting and pulling at the seam between his fingers anxiously. he was at ease with her, but that feeling in his body kept flashing over him. the part of him that wanted to use dilaudid kept resurfacing. 

y/n frowned. “hey,” her hand snaked out from under the comforter to brush through his soft hair, “where’d you go?” she searched his eyes with her own for the previously smiling spencer. he must have gone away for now. 

spencer shrugged with a shaky inhale. “i don’t know…” he blinked his eyes closed, hard. it’s what he did when he wanted to keep himself from crying. he sniffled a little, still toying with the seam of the comforter. 

y/n’s heart ached for him. she’d seen a lot of things that made her feel many different ways, but seeing spencer like this made her want to cry. 

spencer opened his eyes and looked at her. they were glossed over, creating an almost pretty sheen over the amber-brown color. the tear that slipped from one of his eyes made her move the hand she had in his hair to wipe it away. “i almost started using again…” his voice was quivering. “i just don’t want to see that dead kid anymore.”

y/n moved closer to his body under the covers. her hand rested on the side of his face, thumb drawing a gentle line back and forth over his cheekbone. “i know you don’t, babe.” she whispered. “what can i do for you?” 

spencer shrugged immediately after your question registered with him. “i just need distractions.” 

she nodded subtly. her hands retracted from his face as she rolled over to grab a book off her nightstand. “can i read to you?” 

spencer was quick to nod prior to moving closer to her. his arms were acting as a pillow for his head as he remained laying on his side, only inches away from her as she opened her book. 

she started reading, which made spencer’s mind go blank as he listened. he liked how slow she was with the words, taking her time. sometimes she’d stutter, or ask him how to pronounce something. it was a nice change from how he read. 

y/n paused her reading to take a quick glance down at spencer, seeing how he had curled into himself and was now breathing steadily with a few soft snores mixed in. she smiled to herself and closed the book, putting it back on her nightstand and switched off the light.

[partytillicry]

Ticci toby x Reader // fem reader

these are general dating and nsfw hc’s so beware!!

TW’s: fighting, slight angst, reader is friends with Nina the Killer, & smut

AN: i love toby sm, he’s def my fav creep. this one is a bit 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂. btw this is half reread so there maybe some mistakes here and there

SFW

toby’s bipolar so a relationship with him is hard but you both work your way through it

he never wants to fight but he can’t control it sometimes

he truly does love but it happens

most of your fights are because he gets jealous or he is just upset about something else

you were laying in bed, just mindlessly scrolling on your phone. reading something that you’d forget a minute later. you were broken from your trance when you heard the door open to see your boyfriend walk in. no hi or hello so you knew something was up.

you immediately got up and walked over to him as Toby was taking off his hoodie and mask. you reached over to his hand to hold it and Toby slapped it away.

“are… you okay? you can talk to me, ya know.” you ask him concerned

“get the fuck away from me.” Toby said firmly. your eyes widened, stepping back and giving him. some space. you already knew what was gonna happen next so you just decided to leave

“where the fuck are you going? what? think i’m gonna hurt you or or or or or something? cause i’m ssssssssooOoooOo f-f-f-fucked up?!” Toby yelled. all you did was grab your phone and walk out then booking it to Nina’s room

thats how most of you fights go, he never tries to get physical but it can happen

he apologizes like crazy after, usually with tears cuz he thinks you’ll leave him

and because he’s so nervous and scared, his tic’s are going off like crazy

with all his stuttering, random phrases and sobbing, he’s very hard to understand

you sat on Nina’s floor of her room as she brushed and played with your hair while you talked about what happened. you knew everything would be okay but you were just worried about Toby. you were thinking about asking Slender to lay off on the missions for a while

“look, babes, i know you’re worried about him but you should be worried about yourself too!! how many more fights can you take?” Nina spoke worrying.

“we really don’t fight a lot!! and plus we only do when he’s upset, i know he doesn’t actually want to fight!! you just don’t see how he is after.” you said firmly. it felt weird to defend him but you knew that he wasn’t actually pissed at you

Nina sighs as you pass her a hair tie and she finishes off your braid. you both hear a knock on the door, immediately knowing who it is. you glance back at Nina and she gets up to open the door.

“well hello Toby, i’ve been waiting” Nina says. “you better give her a good apology.” she says firmly but quietly as she walked out. Toby walked in and sat on the floor next to you. you both sat in silence for about a minute.

“i’m so sssSsSsorry, i’m truly sorry. i shouldn’t h-h-have done t-t-that, i had no reason to be maDDd aaaaatt you.” Toby finally spoke up, immediately starting to sob. you sighed, smiling.

“oh baby, im not mad. i know you don’t actually wanna fight.” you said softly. he looked over to you, tears streaming down his dirty face. you cupped his face a wiped away what you could, pulling him into you closer.

“what do you say we hop in the shower, your still covered in dirt and blood.” you said chuckling. all the boy could was nod.

on a happier note! other than the once in a while fights, Toby is actually very sweet but he can get possessive

he’s only somewhat controlling. he doesn’t really like the idea of you belonging to him but you are his

if that even makes sense 😭

he will call stuff like “mine, my love, my baby” etc etc

he’ll let you go out in revealing clothes but he has to be near you at all times

you and Toby were walking around the outside of the mansion (slender wouldn’t you guys leave). you were wearing almost booty shorts and an off the shoulder band tee. Toby thought you looked so cute, he was obsessed with your outfit.

you guys were just holding hands and talking about whatever, Toby leaving an occasional kissing on your hand here and there. it wasn’t that hot out this morning, it was nice. not much wind either. all of the sudden, Toby stopped walking

“what? what happened?” you asked confused. no answer but he let go of your hand and walked up to the corner you guys were about to turn. peeking his head around the corner like a cat only to see Jeff the killer practicing with his knives.

he immediately takes off his hoodie and wraps it around your hips, leaving him with a wifebeater and a pair of baggy cargo shorts on. instead of taking your hand this time, he grabs for your waist

he then starts walking, you following in his lead. you glance over at Jeff then back to Toby and right there, you immediately figured out what was happening. and you couldn’t lie, it was kinda sweet

he’s got a lot of respect for you, and women just in general

like what do you mean you go through horrible pain and bleeding once a month but still have to deal with sexism?

it doesn’t add up for him

he’s always had a respect for women because of his mother and sister being the only reason he actually survived his childhood

he’s always trying to break the gender roles in your relationship

“ no, i can cook today. no, you should be on top. no, im not calling you my bitch. no, ill never call you a bitch.”

he HATES when people call their partner “my bitch” or anything like that

moving on!

bros a cuddle bug

all up and on you whenever and wherever

PDA is his personal favorite

Toby’s top 5 favorite ways to cuddle!:

5: you laying on your stomach while Toby sits on your ass or back

4: him laying on top of you

3: standard spooning (preferably you being little spoon)

2: sitting on your lap or the over way around

1: honeymoon cuddle, which means sleeping sideways and trying to get as close together as possible

it was a pretty busy day at the mansion and Slender had given you chores all day while most of the others were out killing. most of the proxy’s got night missions, which means Toby would be back pretty late. you wanted to be up when he came back so you picked up a book and began to read it.

it was around 11:48pm when Toby came back. he walked into your room to take off his shoes, mask, hoodie, goggles, and leave his axe too. he quickly ran over to you with a heavy breath

you looked up from your book and stared into the boys dark brown eyes. he kissed you passionately, almost starting a makeout session with you. his hands cupped your face as he started kissing you faster. but then he pulled away

“oh g-g-god, i’ve been waiting for that all day. i’m gonna gooOoo showEr, kay? i love you and ill be right back” Toby explained before leaving one more quick kiss on your cheek

when Toby came back and changed into his pjs, he immediately crawled into your arms. he was sat in your lap and was definitely more important than that book you were reading before. you started to rub small circles into his back

“oh love, i’ve been a bit worried about you. i swear, slender needs to stop sending you on these night missions before i get a heart attack.” you said, pressing small kisses onto his face here and there

“babe, i know you don’t like them and believe me, i don’t ether. but please just trust me, ill be okay. i mean slender has sent me on a mission that lasted a week before and i have no doubt it will happen again. these missions are like nothing to me.” the boy reassured you

you smiled, kissing his cold lips passionately. you wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him in closer. his hands immediately went to your waist, sliding up and down slowly. lets just say you guys made out for the rest of the night

NSFW

this man is a FREAK.

he always makes sure you’re satisfied, you are his top priority

he wants to hold your tits during sex. not grab but just touch ‘em

he loves to involve your tits with the sex. cuming on them, sucking them, playing with them, etc

sucking on them? what kinda freaky shit is this?

he will go CRAZY if you let him suck your tits

toby laid on top of you while pressing small kisses and hickeys on your neck. he wanted to go a little further so the boy let his hands go up your tank top. his brown eyes lock with yours, asking for permission to take off the small piece of clothing

you nodded, cold air immediately hitting your hard nipples. all toby could do was look in awe. his mouth immediately crashed onto your soft boob. kissing and licking around your nipples, little whimpers and whines leaving your mouth

“uh c-C-can i suck them..?”

you nodded and he moved on your sensitive nipples. licking and taking your breast into his mouth the best he could. Toby loved to see you all whiney and overstimulated under him. you could feel him getting harder

he’s pretty average when it comes to size but boy, he knows what he’s doing

toby had an insane porn addiction before you both met and omg, he watched everything

because of that, he will try anything and know how to do it

wanna peg him? he’s already bought the stuff. wanna have buttsex? he’s got lube. want him to eat ur ass? so down and ready.

honestly though, toby loves to just fuck like normal. doggy and cowgirl are his favorites.

“you sure your ready?” toby said teasingly.

“god, Tob’s, just fuck me already”

after what felt like forever, toby slowly slipped his dick into your dripping wet cunt. he groaned as your eyes fluttered closed. his cold, dirty hands began to feel around your thighs as he held you up.

“okay love, im gonna move” you rolled your eyes. his pace started out slow but hard. after a while of fucking once a week, toby knew exactly were all your g spots were. he would tease you a bit by almost hitting it and then hitting it.

you moaned and begged for toby to sped up but he kept his pace. it was slow and painful but god it felt so good. he started to speed up slowly. you moaned and groaned, only making him go faster and faster

he love love lovessss to go at it for hours but only if you’re up to it

and ONLY if you want too

“consent is sexy baby” -toby 2024

he wants to see you begging on your knees for more

on average, you guys are having 3-8 rounds everytime

cum stained sheets just turn him on more

heavy breathing fills the room, toby laying on top of you. his hands rubbed your stomach while his throbbing member was still inside you. as you felt it pulsing, it only turned you on more and more. 

“…hah…b-bAby, do you wanna go again?” the boy said as he pulled out. his hand now rested on your face as him thumb trailed across your cheek.

“fuck yeah.” you sighed out with a smile. toby smiled, quickly grabbing your waist and thrusting back in. a sharp moan escapes your lips while toby grunts

hardcore aftercare everytime

“are you okay? did i hurt you? was it good? are you in pain? do you need anything? do you want anything? do you wanna your put clothes back on? do you want my clothes back on?”

so. many. questions.

he just loves you and doesn’t ever wanna hurt you

he WILL cook you a full course meal. i mean, it won’t taste good but hey its the thought that counts

you moan loudly, coming down from your high. you immediately collapse on top of him while sliding him out of you. chest to chest, your breathing intertwine’s and your body becomes one with his.

“oh baby i love you but i’m done” you say sleepily. your hands run through his dirty, brown hair.

“that-tha-thats okay!! are you alright?” toby says concerned.

“yeah, yeah. i’m just uh tired” you reassured him, still playing with his hair a bit.

he started to rub your back in small circles, kissing your forehead ever so gently. your hands let go of his hair, wrapping your arms around toby’s neck, pulling yourself into him even closer. he breathed in deeply and slowly exhaled.

“oh i love you my darling, a-AAnd not just for sex. your so much more than that, *we’re* so much more than that. of course i-i-i love your body and the way you moan and and and everything else. but i love all of you.” toby said lovingly

[willowrites]

𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐘.

PAIRINGS. jake webber x jealous reader

SYNOPSIS. you and jake got invited to a tara yummy party and saw how girls were drawn to him causing you to feel an unavoidable sting of jealousy in your chest.

WARNINGS. angst, arguing, reader being extremely jealous (not cuz she’s insecure just bc of how the situation looks. she’s a bad bitch!), angst to smut, cowgirl, praising, bratty!reader, dom!reader, sub (kind)!jake, edging, pet names! mdni 18+ !

THOUGHTS. this one is pretty good? idk im writing this one half asleep i hope you enjoy!!!

WORD COUNT. 1.5k

“thank you!” you told the bartender as you carried yours and jake’s drinks. you danced to the music, swaying your hips as you passed the clusters of people and toward jake. you looked up to scan the room for his familiar red hair. when you spotted him you instinctively smiled until you saw he was talking to three girls. you shrugged it off but as you got closer you saw how close they were and how giddy they got whenever jake spoke.

your jaw clenched as you became green-eyed at the few girls that were having way too much of a fun time. what made matters worse was that jake was laughing. not just laughing but cackling. his dimples were apparent as the party lights flew over his face for 2 seconds.

you took a breath and walked up to them. “yeah! it’s so crazy but like…you handle it so well.” one of the girls said twirling her hair between your fingers.

“here’s your drink.” you muttered to your boyfriend as you pushed it against his chest spilling it a bit in the process. his facial expression changed quickly as he noticed your hostility. “gonna go to the bathroom.” you made an effort to smile toward them but failed. you turned on your heels and darted to the restroom in irritation.

you did your thing touching up your face and making sure your hair wasn’t too crazy. you felt yourself calm down but you knew once you walked out, those feelings were going to arise once more.

the night went on and you got frustrated even more as you noticed jake was still in deep conversation with the same three girls. you visibly rolled your eyes as you sat down on one of the couches sipping on your drink. you felt a little tipsy a few minutes later and decided to dance. besides, you didn’t need anyone to dance and have a good time — so that’s what you did.

as the night went on you had fun by yourself. you were accompanied by tara for a few minutes before she got whisked away by her other friends. it was around midnight when you got tired of being alone. you went around the room searching for jake. as you reached him it was just one girl left. you tugged on his arm. “m’ready to go.” your eyes brows were furrowed as you refused to make eye contact with him.

he looked down and smiled until he heard the tone in your voice. “whats wrong?” he questioned not sure where your hostility came from.

“nothing, i just want to go home.” you huffed, combing a hand through your sweaty hair. jake obliged bidding goodbye to the girl before taking your hand in his and leading you out of the building. as soon as you got out you removed your hand from his.

once again jake shrugged it off assuming you had still been off because of something at the party. you drove home and did what you needed to do to get into bed before you laid down. you were quiet as you pulled the covers over you.

“y/n?” jake called out from the restroom. receiving no response he turned off the light and walked into the bedroom. “y/n..” he spoke again, he knew you hadn’t been asleep. it usually took you awhile to fall into a slumber.

he walked up to you. “y/n.” his tone more serious.

“what…” you groaned not feeling like speaking to him.

“why are you ignoring me?” he put his arms up. he was starting to become irritated at your silence.

“i’m not ignoring you.” you turned over on your back to look up at him.

“then why are you acting so… just not you?” his hands were clenched in fists which you noticed.

“maybe because you were practically flirting with those girls at tara’s party? you saw them. they were all giggling and laughing and ‘oh jake you’re so strong!’ and you just stood there and let it happen.” you sat up as you explained what made your blood boil earlier.

“are you serious?” he asked in disbelief. “baby, i wasn’t flirting! they just came up to me and i didn’t want to be rude.” he explained but you were reluctant to give him the attention.

“whatever jake.” you took a long deep breath as you tried to calm yourself down and avoided picturing the scene you had just described, in your head.

he sat down beside you. “y/n, i’m yours. why are you acting like this? you know i’m yours.” he placed a hand on your thigh. you continued to stay quiet secretly loving the way his hand was rubbing your thigh.

he then leaned forward stopping beside your ear. “need me to show you?” he purred. you hated how wet you immediately became as he suggested what he said. your heart began to race as his hand trailed higher toward your center. he moved a finger lightly on your clit sending a jolt of electricity up your body.

you couldn’t help but spread your thighs allowing him more access. he moved your sleep shorts to the side along with your underwear and made contact with your clit. your mouth fell open at the sensation. “pretty pussy, just f’me?”

you refused to nod or speak. jake noticed you biting your lip. he felt himself harden at how much arousal had been oozing out of you and couldn’t help himself as he palmed his dick over his boxers. “look what you do to me?” he groaned as he continued his actions, pleasing himself while pleasing you. you moaned as jake’s fingers moved slowly over your clit over and over tortuously. “cmon baby, speak.” he begged, wanting nothing more than for you to quit being mad with him.

your eyes fluttered shut as he kept stimulating you. you felt his fingers falter as he was trying to multitask by pleasing the both of you. you couldn’t take it any longer as you moved your hand to place on his cock replacing his own. he audibly moaned louder at your actions. you pulled away and then reached your hand inside his boxers to properly wrap your hand around his cock. you twisted and pumped his hand up and down. “you’re mine?” you asked, your tone laced with something he couldn’t identify.

he tried to move his fingers to continue pleasing you more but the way you were handling his dick had his actions faltering. his dick twitched in his hand as you spoke again, “you promise?”

he nodded aggressively as he felt his lower stomach tighten. “promise, i’m yours.”

you smiled loving when jake was compliant. you jerked him off to the point where his legs were shaking and as soon as you felt his dick twitch once — you pulled away.

he opened his eyes at the loss of touch. “n-no, cmon baby. please.” he begged, his dick painfully hard and sticking out of his boxers; staining them with his precum.

“beg more, baby.” you stood up removing your shirt and shorts. you felt your arousal in between your thighs. “i’ll give you what you want if you ask nicely.” you batted your lashes

“please please please baby.” he whimpered, the angelic sound going straight to your core. he was gripping the duvet he sat on leaning his weight back onto his arms. you went ahead and straddled him purposefully grinding your core on his cock earning a low groan from his lips. “fuck — baby, please make me cum. make me feel good.”

you nodded feeling a bit bad that you let him wait long enough for his orgasm to slowly start slipping away from his grasp. “i’ll make you feel good baby.” you grabbed his jaw pecking his lips multiple times.

you reached into his boxers one more time bringing out his red irritated cock. you then moved your underwear aside and lined him up with your entrance. you didn’t hesitate before sinking down onto him letting out a moan in relief followed by a whine coming from jake.

you were quick to move up and down, grinding down on him to try to stimulate your clit again. “God…” you moaned letting your head drop forward. jake thrusted up into you causing you to jolt as he nudged your g-spot. “fuck yeah…” noises fell out of your mouth we you felt his tip hit that spot that drive you crazy. “you’re mine right jakey? all mine?” you asked him as he made his home inside you.

“fuck — all yours baby. all yours. this dick, my mouth, my body. every part of me is yours, truly.” he rambled on, dumb-fucked by how good you were taking him.

his words egged you on until you felt your own legs shaking. “mmm — so close. gonna cum, baby boy? be a good boy for me and cum; let go.” you wailed as you felt your own orgasm rushing toward you. you finally released as you felt jake’s thrusts stutter and a spurt of moans escape his pink lips.

his arms buckles as he fell onto his back on the bed while you were still straddling him. he had a lazy smile plastered on his face. “love it when you ride me.” he spoke up. “maybe i should flirt with other girls more huh?” he joked, earning a playful slap to his chest. “ow! i’m kidding im kidding.”

© willowrites

taglist: @tloufein @ireallywantsomepizzarn

[anemonelovesfiction]

Avoidance

Lo’ak x (Chubby) Fem Human Reader

Warnings ⚠️: Insecure reader, Masturbation (Lo’ak), fingering, eating out

This idea just kinda came to me one day and I kept marinating on it until it turned into this fic. This is also an alternate universe where the humans didn’t come back to Pandora so the Omatikaya don’t live in the hallelujah mountains.

So the ending felt right for me, because I tried writing more but it didn’t flow, might do another part, not sure

Not Proofread

Translation Station

Kaltxì: Hello

Ma’eveng: My child

Tanleng: Bark

Tewng: Loincloth

Skxawng: Moron, Idiot

Narlor ‘eve: Beautiful Girl

Word Count: 5.3k

There had been something about the way she walked that always caught my attention, I would find my eyes traveling down toward her backside as I shamelessly stared, taking in the view of her plump ass, but was met by an even greater view as she decided to bent over at that moment to pick something up and I felt as though she’d purposely put herself on display. I silently thanked Eywa for allowing me to be at this place and time as I zoned out at the view before me, tempted to bite my lip in the process but stopping myself from doing so, wondering how I could work up the courage to bring myself to talk to her but drawing blanks.

“Are you even listening to me, Bro?” Spider’s voice slowly transitions me from focusing in her bum to turning around and facing him, a smirk playing at my lips as I stated the following.

“Sometimes your words put me to sleep, Cuz, I can’t help it if I zone out-“ I was met with a slap on my shoulder before the both of us caught one another's eyes and began to laugh.

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I had decided to step out of the comfort of the lab- all because Norm believed it would be better for me to become more social- and found myself lost on what to do. On the one hand, I could understand why he wanted me to start socializing but on the other, I had too much anxiety to be able to deal with anything. I could feel myself beginning to play with the fingers on my hands as I nervously looked around. I’m surprised that in all my anxious thinking I even remembered to put a mask on my face.

I had ended up meeting Norm in his avatar as he began talking to me, feeling a sense of peace upon seeing a familiar face and wanting nothing more than to stick to him and follow him around, but I didn’t want to seem like a lost puppy in front of the native’s eyes.

“I talked to Mo’at earlier today and she said she could use your help with weeding out the bad plants she has in her stock.” He explains as he begins walking, guiding me toward her healing hut, and I couldn’t help but nod as I follow along his spacious footsteps.

“Don’t they usually pick what they need as to not have an overabundance of things?” I asked shyly and feared he’d missed what I had said before he turns his head with a small smile.

“Yes, but there are rare occasions when they overstock, but I would like you to collect what is damaged so we can research it.” He states enthusiastically and I find myself nodding once more, continuing the walk in silence until we managed to get into the healing hut.

Norm had done most of the talking, not because I couldn’t speak the language, I could speak it just fine, but I always managed to get nervous and trip over my words. As he introduces me I couldn’t help but let a small wave speak for me as I had suddenly felt my tongue grow heavy and my mouth dry on the spot.

“Kaltxì, ma’eveng,” Mo’at shares a smile with me and I couldn’t help but smile back, feeling the warm comfort of her’s calming my anxiety slightly.

“Could you please start by picking through the box full of tanleng, I will show you what to look for so you can learn how to pick through it, then I can give you a satchel to put it in so you can do your research.” She states as she points over toward the box with her hand, I nod my head as I walk over to find the correct box filled with what she had asked.

It doesn’t take long before I find the box containing the tree bark and lean down to grasp it, ensuring my grip on the box is secure before lifting it up, realizing its a little heavier than I had anticipated. But right as I stand up and am about to begin walking I can hear laughter.

My cheeks redden at the sound and wish the ground could open up to swallow me whole, I had no idea there would be people here who would end up laughing at my efforts, I attempted to shrug it off as I turned to see Spider laughing alongside Lo’ak. I shimmied off as fast as I could to attempt to not be the laughing stock between both men.

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This had been the second time I had seen her after a while, she had been wearing a dress that accentuated her features well, every one of her curves put up on display for anyone to see. I’d grown jealous of anyone in her proximity as she knelt down next to Spider, watching as her bum doubles in size, taking in a big breath as I whistle out, being no better than my dad simping for my mom.

I couldn’t hear what Spider had been saying to her but he carefully stuck his hand in front of the flower on the ground and watch as the the tendrils come out and wrap around his arm, watching her shocked expression wash over her face before Spider shakes his hand and the tendrils detach from his hands.

I watch as he insists she do the same, laughing at her hesitation before she slowly brings her arm closer to the flower and yelping in surprise as soon as its tendrils come out to wrap around her arm, their shared laughter being heard.

It wasn’t until I was near them that I had realized my feet carried me across the open field, now standing pretty close to the two and feeling my eyes solely focused on her figure.

“What are you two up to?” I asked casually as my eyes quickly avert toward Spider to not get caught staring at her.

“I’m teaching her about the flora,” Spider answers right as she shakes her hand lightly and manages to get the tendrils to let go of her.

“Hi,” I wave at her while speaking to her in English, I watch as her eyes find mine and she seems rather shocked that I had talked to her, but she shyly waves without saying anything back.

It doesn’t take long before Spider and I are talking, and at first she hadn’t bothered with saying much until Spider kept forcing her to participate in our conversation, she was a good listener and her voice was adorable to listen to.

“Would you say its hot today?” Spider asks her with a roll of his eyes after I had brought up how warm it was feeling. He had decided to ask her in Na’Vi and up until now I had no idea she could understand it as we had been speaking in English.

“A little, but not as hot as other days prior,” She answered back to him in Na’Vi and it catches me off guard as she pronounced the words correctly, my smile forming as she answered, suddenly feeling the urge to speak to her in my native tongue as well.

“Is that why you wore something different today?” I asked, honestly thinking it was an innocent question until she smiled awkwardly before standing.

“I have to go back to the lab, thank you for teaching me about the flora, Spider, I appreciate it.” She speaks to him before turning to me.

“I had fun talking with you,” She smiles once more before turning around and walking away.

“Dude-“ Spider started to talk to me but I zoned him out as I stared at her walking away, watching as she walked and swayed her hips from side to side, feeling as though I had been hypnotized. I could even hear a mumbling going on behind me but felt as though my cock was starting to feel restrained within the confines of my tewng.

I still hadn’t paid attention as my tongue comes out to wet my lips as her hips continue their hypnotic sashay, it wasn’t until I felt my cock pulse that I had realized what was happening, face turning to face my lap as the mumbling starts becoming clearer and I can hear how angry Spider is.

I’d suddenly been able to register the words Spider had been mumbling and went along the lines of me being a skxawng for not having a filter or consideration for my word choice, but I knew that at this moment none of that mattered, I needed to get up and go to my secluded spot away from people to get the alone time my body desperately craved. I uttered a half assed apology toward the guy before turning hotly on my heels to escape him.

It doesn’t take me too long to find my hideaway as I step into the cool cave, feeling how warm my body had been after watching her walk away as my back leans up against the wall, goosebumps covering my body, digging my hand into my tewng and hissing upon contact.

“Shit,” I mumble, bringing my cock out from the confines of my tewng and feeling the cool air wrap around it, hissing, simultaneously squeezing my shaft as I watch the bead of precome slide out.

I waste no time in dragging my hand up and down my shaft, collecting the beads of precome that slide out to glide my hand across the head before dragging it down to lube up the rest of my length, biting my lip and grunting as my hips gain a mind of their own and start to pump into my hand.

All I could do was bring myself to close my eyes as I envisioned her walking away once more, assessing her movements as my teeth dig into my bottom lip, feeling as my hips stuttered right as my orgasm ripped through me, opening my eyes and watching as the ropes of cum splatter on the floor, attempting to catch my breath as I shove myself back inside my tewng to appear presentable.

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I had been spending more time with Spider recently and I enjoyed it. I had come up to him a little while ago to ask him about being out of the lab and he had answered every one of my questions, he was such a kind soul and I’m starting to feel as though I’m becoming great friends with him, he doesn’t seem annoyed at me so far, unless he’s hiding it well.

I’d been able to hang out with him every once in a while and he’d decided to take me out to do some exploring of my own, something that had excited me. It

“You might want to change out of those clothes though, it’s pretty hot out there, I don’t think you’d be comfortable with those clothes.” He explains with his hands on his hips.

“What should I wear?” I asked him as he had commented on my long sleeves and jeans. It was usually kept cool in the lab, and being surrounded by metal made it colder, so I always dressed to stay warm.

“Something flowy if you have it,” He shrugs at his own suggestion and I could only think of one item I owned, it belonged to my mother and she had packed it with her so her and my father could have date nights, it was a white maxi-sun dress with little blue flowers all over them.

"I'd rather take my chances-“ I stated with a deadpanned look on my face, not wanting to put that sun dress on my body.

“Oh, I see.” He stated rather quickly before pursing his bottom lip and seemed in deep thought.

“I’ll take you somewhere where nobody will bug us and you can be comfortable in whatever you wear, and I promise, I won’t make fun of you for it at all.” He promises and thats not what gets me to cooperate, its the fact that he said we would be secluded.

But there I was, crouching down onto the floor like Spider had said to, attempting to hide my belly inbetween my legs as Lo’ak had decided to make conversation with us. I could feel the nerves entering my body as he and Spider were talking and started thinking of an exit strategy until Spider directed his questions toward me and started involving me in their conversation.

Lo’ak didn’t seem to mind as I answered some questions of my own and I could feel my own body beginning to to relax the more we talked, starting to feel a small sense of belonging, then Lo’ak had mentioned how warm it was.

“Would you say its hot today?” Spider asks me in Na’Vi and I am tempted to giggle as he had been going in and out of both languages.

“A little, but not as hot as days prior,” I responded back in Na’Vi this time, wondering if maybe I had been the reason he had been interchanging languages.

“Is that why you wore something different today?” Lo’ak asks with a smile playing at his lips and I could feel my self hatred washing over me, I knew I was seconds away from letting the tears start to form in my eyes before standing rather quick, stating the first excuse I could think of as I opened my mouth.

“I have to go back to the lab, thank you for teaching me about the flora, Spider, I appreciate it.” I stated and wanted to leave but knew it would be rather rude of me to not address Lo’ak either, feeling beyond nervous as I turn to him, hoping my hands were hiding my stomach well enough before speaking.

“I had fun talking with you,” I stated in a half-assed manner before offering a fake smile and turning hotly on my heels and walking back toward hells gate, which was still in view as I scurried off, weaving through the roots of the tree’s and being careful to not trip.

“Hey, back so soon?” Norm asks as he continues to focus on his research, looking up at me at the worst possible moment as the tears started streaming down my face.

“What happened?” He is quick to drop what he was working on and walked over toward me, but all I could do was sniffle and start to cry as he wraps his arms around me in comfort. After losing my parents he was the closest thing to a father I even had.

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“Have you seen Y/n?” I asked Spider as I see him walking out of hells gate empty handed, its not like we’d decided to bring her along today, but it had been several weeks since I’d seen her last.

“Yeah.” Is all Spider manages to answer and it makes me furrow my brows as he leaves my question unanswered.

“Where is she?” I asked him and see him turn to face me with a brow raised.

“She’s in there,” He points back toward hells gate before turning around and beginning to walk away from the very place he’d just pointed at.

“Wait-“ I stated too excitedly and watch as he turns around, raising a brow in my direction and pursing his lips as if he had just discovered something, I could only gulp upon staring at his face tie the pieces together.

“Wait.” I stated this time, attempting to push the thought out of his head before he could form it properly, not wanting him to have been able to pin everything down but seeing as the smirk starts forming on his face and realized that it was too late.

“You like her, don’t you?” Spider asks as he points an accusatory finger toward me and all I could do was allow the purple blush to consume my features, ears pinning themselves back automatically, and his laugh being cut off by his own gasp of realization.

“…” I was speechless and had nothing to say, no rebuts, no argument, nothing.

“Thats why you’re a skxawng around her, it finally makes sense, so the reason you left quickly the other day was because- oh my Eywa!”

“Spider!” I raised my voice to get him to stop but his eyes had already flickered down to my groin before coming back up to meet mine, I sigh heavily and roll my eyes at the man before me, I wasn’t sure how else to respond or what else could have been said since he’d cracked the code.

“Well you have to tell her,” He suggests as if it were obvious but I felt myself blushing once more.

“I can’t just tell her,” I groan in embarrassment.

“Why not?” He makes his way over toward me and squats down as I sit on the ground beneath me.

“Well…”

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“Hey,”

I stop dead in my tracks as I hear the voice of the person I’d been attempting to avoid for a while finally break through my concentration on this math problem I had been working on, my body immediately tensing upon hearing his voice, and my skin getting covered in goosebumps as a shiver threatened to run along my spine.

I turn my head to see the blue man and feel as though I had been caught doing something I shouldn’t have been doing, knowing I shared a look of guilt as my eyes were widened, I could attempt an escape but the only exit from where I sat was behind him and I knew I wasn’t fast enough.

“Hello?” My statement came out as a question since I hadn’t been expecting him here, he brings his tongue out to wet his lips as he nods understandingly, a hmph leaving his lips.

“You gonna tell me why you’re avoiding me?” He asks in a stern voice and that catches me off guard.

“I’m not?” I sounded as though I were trying to convince myself and even I could hear how pathetic that answer was.

“Don’t make me bully the answer out of you.” He states and I can feel the goosebumps rise on my skin once more, wondering what he meant by that.

“I’m not avoiding you.” I could actually believe myself that time.

“Bullshit,” He rolls his eyes and places his arms across his chest, taking a couple steps forward, my eyes glance over to check how far the only exit is from the lab tables I’m sitting at but still notice it a long ways away, looking back at Lo’ak as soon as possible to not seem as though I’m planning an escape route, but looking back at him he was already in front of me, a gasp leaving my lips upon seeing him standing before me.

“Where do you think you’re going?” He asks in such a stern voice I felt as though I were in trouble, but a spark of arousal makes itself comfortable as I stare up into his green eyes, he was standing three heads taller than me while I sat, so I had to crane my neck up to look at him.

“I wasn’t-“ I started to poorly explain that I hadn’t been trying to go anywhere before he cut me off by squatting down so he could be eye level with me.

“Bull. Shit.” He enunciates his words and I could feel myself preemptively squeeze my thighs together, a movement so subtle I doubt he’d caught it since my thighs had already been close together.

“Guess I’ll have to bully it out of you.” He stated rather smoothly for the situation he had put me in.

“What do you mean by that?” I asked as I had been unsure of what he meant before he places a hand on my bare thigh, I wanted to slap his hand off, not because of his actions but because of how my thighs were.

My eyes trail down to watch as he leaves his hand on my thigh but moves his thumb to caress it gently, his own eyes focused on the action he had been doing, his other hand coming up toward my other thigh and repeating the action, he seemed mesmerized.

“What are you doing?” I asked nervously as he experimentally squeezes them, all of my confidence running out the door as he did so, and silently cursing at myself for having worn a skirt that rides up this far when I sat.

“Why are you avoiding me.” He repeats and averts my eyes from him, not wanting to look at him as my anxiety had been rising, making me too nervous to talk.

“M’ not.” I mutter a little too quietly, knowing damn well he could hear me since I’d seen his ears rising upward to listen.

“I’m sorry, what did you say?” He asks as his hands ride up higher on my thighs, now gently pushing the fabric of my skirt, I could only bite my lip as my arousal was starting to grow.

“You heard me.” I stated rather boldly considering the situation I was in.

“Hmm,” He hums as a response before shifting his eyes from his own hands back up toward mine, making me stop breathing.

“I did,” He admits as he holds eye contact with me “Did you know I could smell you, too?” He asks and I feel myself inhaling sharply through my nose, my body stiffened at the thought of him having known that I had somehow found this arousing. His hands start inching closer before stopping right as the tips of his fingers disappeared underneath the fabric of my skirt.

He’s eyeing me as if waiting for my confirmation to continue, but I could only narrow my eyes, silently betting he wouldn’t do anything, not sure where this surge of confidence was coming from. His smirk forming on his features as he pushes one hand further until he finally comes into contact with my underwear.

He doesn’t stop there as his other hand moves further up my thigh as well, going further up toward the side of my hips, and dipping his hands down to the swell of my ass, actively lifting me up quickly and dragging me closer toward him, a yelp leaving my mouth as soon as he’d tugged me toward his body only to have him bring his nose closer to my crotch and take a long whiff.

“Lo’ak!” I yelled and was tempted to hit his head, but my bum was on the very edge of the chair and I’d been using both hands to hold myself from falling off.

“Why have you been avoiding me?” He asks again and I roll my eyes.

“I’m not avoiding you,” I lied once more but in hindsight I wanted this to keep going a little longer, I wanted to see how far he’d actually go.

“And I’m orange all over,” He mutters before his eyes trail down toward where my skirt still covers my body and I’m silently thanking Eywa I wore one today, feeling one of his hands trace the edge of my underwear before letting his thumb settle between the lips of my cunt, pushing his finger right on my clit, staying completely still, his eyes traveling back up toward mine as I attempt not to squeak.

“I’m- I’m n-not,” I stuttered out and watch as he rolls his own eyes, beginning to rub the fabric of my panties onto my clit, the foreign feeling sending a jolt of electricity down my spine and feeling my hips buck automatically.

“Mhm.” He mumbles passively while continuing to rub over my sensitive bud, a gasp finally leaving my lips, his eyes staring at my mouth as a small smile plays at his lips.

“Lo’ak-“ I mutter and find his eyes trail back up to meet mine.

“I don’t want you speaking unless you can answer my question, pretty girl.” He stated and I let out a squeak.

“But m’ n-not,” I mutter out at my hips bucking again, he doesn’t stop his movements but he does slow them down.

“Not what?” He asks, hand not slowing down and the feeling teetering on an orgasm.

“Not pretty?” He asks and I nod my head, not able to find the words, until he ceases his movements completely.

“Lo-“ I stated as I hadn’t wanted this to stop, only to be met with an angered expression.

“I never want to hear you say that again, got it?” I know he wasn’t asking, he was making a statement, I could only bite my lip anxiously as I nodded my head, silently praying he would continue his ministrations and feeling his other hand coming up from behind my ass, pushing my underwear to the side and inserting a finger in my sopping cunt.

“Lo’ak,” I moaned as soon as his digit plunged into me, feeling his other hand working my clit once more, letting my head fall back onto the backrest of the chair.

“I wanna hear you say it,” He slows his hands and I feel a sense of frustration, I could only lift my head back up to look at him.

“Say wh-what?” I asked him, wanting to get this over with but catching the emotion he held in his eyes and feeling as though I were melting, his sweet smile popping on his face before he responded.

“I wanna hear you say you’re a pretty girl, mamas.” He stated. “The more you say it the faster I’ll go.” He stated as he begins to set a slow pace.

“Thats ridiculous,” I stated and almost laughed until he stopped his movements completely.

“Lo’ak-“

“Say it.”

“I-I’m a pretty girl?” I questioned but felt him smile, a firm nod of his head served as his acceptance before his finger started but was set at a slow pace, I could feel my cheeks growing hot at the comment and wanted to refrain from saying it anymore but I knew that I wouldn’t get to come at the pace he was going.

“You know what to do if you want me to go faster, mamas.” He comments as his tongue peeks out to wet his lips again and I’d be lying if I didn’t think I’d want his tongue on me.

“I’m a p-pretty gi-rl,” I stutter through before he leans down to plant a kiss on my thigh as he speeds up, now attempting to prod at me with a second finger while his pupils dilate a little.

“I’m a pretty g-girl,” I mumble once more and feel his second finger sliding in, a gasp escaping me as my legs spread wider, giving Lo’ak a better view but not caring.

“Narlor ‘eve,” He responds in Na’Vi and all I could do was shut my eyes tighter as he speeds his fingers and planting a second kiss on my thigh higher than where he had left the previous one.

“Come on mamas, I’ll slow down if I don’t hear you say it,”

“Not fair,” I complained and wiggled my hips to come closer to his for a second before feeling him stop his movements altogether.

“I’m a fuckin’ pretty girl, please I’m a pretty girl,” I end up loosing my sanity in the process as I’d come to realize just how good his fingers had been treating me.

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I could feel my own cock stirring at the sounds she had been letting out as I fingered her sopping cunt, wanting nothing more than to bury myself deep inside her until she didn’t remember her own name, but I had a feeling we had been getting close to that point.

“Come on mamas, I’ll slow down if I don’t hear you say it,” I commented as she had seemed to be enjoying herself a little too much, seeing her adorable face scrunch up in frustration.

“Not fair,” She whines while wiggling her hips closer to my fingers in a poor attempt to feel some sense of pleasure, I could only smirk as I look down and see her pussy peeking out from underneath her skirt, underwear pushed to the side as she took the pleasure I had been giving her very well.

“I’m a fuckin’ pretty girl, please, I’m a pretty girl,” She begs and it makes me groan loudly as I hump the air in an even worse attempt at feeling some sort of relief from it but grunting in annoyance as it didn’t do anything.

“Yes you are,” I coo back at her as I my fingers pick up to the speed they were once at, feeling her gummy walls squeeze on my digits and biting my lip, seeing the skin of her exposed thigh and threatened to bite the inner side of it lightly, giving into my own desires as I lean down and give her another kiss on her thigh, taking some of the skin between my teeth and biting lightly.

“Lo’ak, please-“ She whines as she starts bucking her hips toward my fingers.

“I’m. A. Pretty. Girl.” She enunciates every word as she bucks her hips against my hand and as promised I begin to go faster than before watching as she throws her head back.

“Fuck-“ I mutter before throwing caution to the wind, removing my hand from her clit, and sticking my face down on it to taste her for the first time, feeling overly horny and closing my eyes as I groan at her taste, swiping my tongue all around her while continually fingering her.

“Lo’ak, I’m cumming!” She yells out but before I could tip her over the edge I remove my fingers and mouth from her cunt, her head shooting up quickly as she furrows her brow in my direction, legs still spread.

“What the fuck did you do that for!” She yells before I lick my fingers of her juices, watching as she bites her lip and whimpers lightly, still furrowing her brows in my direction.

“Because I wanted to know if you were avoiding me.”

“Are you fucking serious?” She asks rather taken aback than angry

“Fine.” She sits up and crosses her arms across her chest, it hadn’t occurred to me that her nipples had been hardened underneath the fabric of her shirt, my eyes trailing up to meet hers as I take in the state of her fucked-out face.

“I was avoiding you,” She rolls her eyes as she admits and I crack a smile.

“Was that so hard?” I tease her only to watch as she places her arm on my shoulder to give it as good a shove as she could.

“Yes, now make me come.” Her small words are almost incoherent but my ears stood at attention as she spoke, catching every word and turning my smile into a smirk, I knew she’d crack under pressure.

“Aye aye, mamas.” I salute her as I stand to only see her features contort into one of confusion, she opened her mouth to ask a question, but I shot her down by beating her to it.

“I want you on this lab table, legs spread, no complaints.” I demanded and watch as she nods slowly before getting off the chair, placing her hands on the waistband of her skirt and almost tugging it off.

“Slide your underwear off but leave the skirt on,” I stated and watch as she lets go of the waistband of her skirt and digs underneath instead, stepping out of her underwear and flinging it back behind her without sparing a glance.

I find her staring adorable before I impatiently place my hands on her waist, easily lifting her up and sitting her on the edge of the lab table she was writing on, the look of surprise on her face feeding my ego.

I don’t bother waiting for conversation to pick back up again before planting my lips onto hers, hearing her small moan as she attempt to bring my body closer to hers.

[supernaturalgirl20]

I always come to your inbox to drop idea for kicking your imagination so I was thinking about Javi P. Especially him saying he resigned form DIA that morning and can you imagine him immediately getting kiss cuz “that’s the hottest thing you ever said to me babe” because they can finally start they dream - having family at his pops ranch. Chucho seems like the best father in law. I want this man as a bestie for Javis girl

Thanks nonnie for this request. I’m sorry it took so long 🥰

Forever Starts Today

Pairings: Javier Pena x f!reader

Warnings: Smut 18+, explicit, unprotected sex, breeding kink, shower sex, soft morning sex, javi is a cowboy, just horny/domestic Javi, mentions of starting a family, cursing, fluff.

Comments and reblogs really appreciated 🥰

A tired yawn slips past your lips as you lift Rosa’s file, checking what medication she’s due when a soft knock at her door startles you. 

“Girl, your man is at the nurse's station looking for you.” Your eyes flick towards the clock - 7:30, half an hour left - before meeting Maria’s gaze and nodding as she takes the clipboard off you. 

“Seems a bit on edge. If you wanna head out early, I’ll cover for you.” 

“Thanks,” you say with a smile as you walk out of the room. It doesn’t take long to spot Javi,  leaning against the wall with his legs crossed. His suit is a little wrinkled and his tie is loose around his neck. He lets out a frustrated sigh as his fingers pinch the bridge of his nose and you know he’s stressed. 

“Hey,” you call softly and he smiles when he locks eyes with you but it doesn’t quite reach his eyes. 

“Hermosa.” He pushes off the wall and walks with determination towards you, pulling you into a tight embrace. With his face buried into the crook of your neck, he lets out a contented sigh. 

“Everything ok?” His arms, which are circled around your waist, pull you closer. “It is now”, he whispers, his breath tickling the skin of your neck. 

“Maria’s gonna cover for me. Why don’t we head home?” He hums softly, kissing your neck before pulling away. His tired eyes take you in and he leans in and kisses you gently on the lips before taking your hand in his and leading you out of the hospital. 

He doesn’t say much other than to ask you how your shift went and the drive home seems longer than usual. When you both finally cross the threshold of your home, Javi is quick to throw his keys on the kitchen counter before grabbing a glass and filling it with whiskey. 

“Bad day, huh?” His gaze meets yours and he lets out a long sigh. “Something like that. Amor, there’s something - fuck - maybe you should sit.”

He places his hand on the small of your back and leads you to the couch. Taking a seat beside him, you rest your hand on his thigh as he leans back, resting his head against the back of the couch. 

“What’s wrong, Javi? You know you can tell me anything, right?” His eyes open and his tired gaze lands on you as a soft smile edges its way onto his face. “I know, amor. I, fuck - I resigned from the DEA.” 

You’re stunned into silence. 

He resigned. You never thought you’d see the day. Your lack of response has him on edge and he reaches out and caresses your cheek softly with his thumb. “Hermosa, say something.” 

Broken from your trance, you let out a squeal as you move your legs over his lap so you're straddling his thighs. Grabbing his face between your hands you pepper kisses along his cheeks and lips. 

“You’re - you’re not mad?” He questions with a smile. Shaking your head you lean in and kiss him hard on the lips before pulling away and resting your head against his. 

“Baby, this is the best news ever. It’s like - the hottest things you’ve ever said to me.” Javi laughs. His head is buried between the curve of your breast as his shoulders shake from the force of it. You haven’t seen him laugh like that in a while. 

“What?” You ask with a smile. His eyes meet yours and he gently reaches out to move a strand of loose hair behind your ear. “It’s not the hottest.”

“Oh no, it is.” He continues to laugh as he wraps his around your waist, pulling you flush against him. “So, what now?”

“It’s up to you, amor. We can stay….” You cut him off with a shake of your head. “Let’s go home. To America. To Laredo. I’m sure Chucho will be thrilled to have us back.”

Javi’s heart flutters at your words. His face is full of love and adoration as he looks up at you in his arms. “Yeah? Is that what you want, Hermosa?” Want to settle down back on the ranch and have a family?”

“Yes. That’s what I want.” You rest your head against him, his brown eyes are full of warmth as they stare back. 

“Thank you, mi amor,” he whispers and you furrow your brows in confusion. “For what, Javi?”

“For being so understanding. I was - fuck, I was nervous as hell on the way to the hospital thinking you’d be upset I left my job. Lost all that good money and….” You quiet him with a finger on his lips. 

“You don’t have to thank me. You’re my husband and I love you. I’m always gonna support you. No matter what.”

“Te amo, mi amor.” He pulls you in for a searing kiss before gently laying you back on the couch, his body covering yours as he begins to strip you out of your clothes. 

“Let’s say goodbye to the apartment Pena style,” he murmurs as he kisses his way down along the curve of your breast, disappearing between the apex of your thighs. “Oh!”

***

You didn’t accept the transfer the hospital was offering you, instead choosing to work at a local health clinic near the ranch. The hours were better allowing you to spend more time with both Pena men. 

It was a nice change of pace and Javi was a different man now that he wasn’t always looking over his shoulder. He took to ranch life better than you had hoped and he seemed happier. 

Pulling up the long drive to the house you spot Javi in the distance on his horse Cash and the sight of him - dressed in his dark denim jeans, chequered shirt and that damn cowboy hat - has heat pooling between your legs. 

When you pull up at the house you dash inside and up the stairs to your en-suite, stripping out of your scrubs and into the large walk-in shower. The warm water relieves the ache in your muscles but does little to quell your growing arousal. 

With a featherlight touch, you skim your fingers along the skin of your stomach until you reach your bundle of nerves. You begin to rub in a slow circular motion, a soft gasp escaping your lips. 

“Starting the fun without me, Hermosa?” Javi’s deep drawl startles you and you almost slip when his warm hands catch you around the waist, pulling your back flush with his chest. His bare chest. “Jesus, Javi. You scared the shot outta me.” 

His soft chuckle makes you smile and you slowly turn in his embrace, eyes quickly taking him in before you meet his gaze. “How’d you get here so fast?” 

His eyes, which are blown wide with lust, arch playfully. “Saw you coming up the drive and started heading back. Knew you’d get all wet seeing me dressed like that.” 

“Oh, so you did that purposely, huh?” You tease, feeling his cock twitch against your thigh. 

“Better believe it, amor.” His lips meet yours in a passionate kiss as his fingers skim down along your ass, squeezing the soft cheeks in his hands. 

“Tan hermosa mi amor,” he mumbles as lips trail kisses along your neck towards your breasts, pulling a nipple into his mouth. “Oh fuck, Javi. Please I - I need you.” 

“What do you need, mi amor?” He asks as he pushes you back against the tiled wall, lifting your leg over his waist as he lines himself with your entrance. “Need you to fuck me, Javi.”

With a roll of his hips, he buries himself inside your heat, the slight stretch causing you to gasp into his mouth. “Mierda. Always so tight, amor.” 

With each roll of his hips, he brings you closer and closer to euphoria. “Need you to cum for me, amor. Not - not gonna last. Been thinking about this all day.”

His hands are busy gripping you tight as he thrusts harder and harder, so you slip your hand into the space between you both, sliding your fingers to your bundle of nerves and putting pressure on it as you rub it in circular motions. 

“Javi,” you whimper and he grunts loudly as you squeeze him tight. “Fuck, Hermosa…I’m - I’m shit, I’m gonna cum.” 

“Cum inside,” you whisper into the shell of his ear and he groans. “Want me to fill you up, Hermosa? Want me to put a baby in you? Fuck, I’m gonna fill you full of me.” 

“Oh god, Javi,” you cry and Javi’s legs shake slightly as he thrusts twice more, spilling deep inside you. 

You’re both panting as you come down from your high and Javi helps you gently stand on two feet before wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you in for a kiss. 

“Missed you today,” you say softly as you begin to lather soap over his chest. He hums. His hands work the soap into your soft skin. “Never would have guessed that,” he teases and you slap him gently on the chest. 

“I’m just joking, Hermosa. I missed you too. Always do.” He kisses you softly. “Were you serious about having a baby?” He seems nervous as he waits for you to say something and you can’t help but smile. 

“Only if you want to? But I’m ready.” His hands hold your waist and the corners of his mouth turn up. “I guess we’re gonna try for a baby then. Pops is gonna be delighted.”

“Wooh, slow down there cowboy. I’m not even pregnant yet.” Javi reaches behind you to turn the water off before grabbing two towels and handing you one. “Amor, with the way we fuck, it’s not gonna take that long.” 

You roll your eyes as you begin to dry off, hoping it’s as easy as he makes it out. “Come on, cowboy. We gotta get ready for Frankie’s engagement party.”

***

“You know, I never thought I’d see the day Javi would settle down. Especially back home on the ranch but I’ve honestly never seen him so happy.” Frankie swings you away from him before pulling you back into his embrace. 

“You’re the best thing that ever happened to him, Y/N.” A heat works its way up your neck and settles on your cheeks. 

“I think you’re giving me too much credit, but thank you.” The music shifts to something slower and Frankie’s gaze lingers over your shoulder. 

“Mind if I cut in?” You can feel his warmth at your back and Frankie winks at you before clapping Javi on the back and whispering something into his ear. 

“Hey,” he says softly, his eyes taking in the features of your face. His arms circle your waist as you both sway to the music. 

“Hey. Who’s the woman with Chucho?” You ask as you tilt your head in his direction. Javi’s gaze lands on his dad and a knowing smile works its way onto his face. With a shrug of his shoulders, he turns back to you. 

“Someone he met at bingo. Just friends. But then, we both know how that one goes, don’t weHermosa?” He waggles his eyebrows at you. 

“Oh shut it, Pena. Didn’t hear you complaining at the time, did I?” He yelps as you squeeze his ass. 

“Nope. Never gonna hear me complain, baby,” he teases. “It’s nice to see him have someone after so long. He deserves to be happy.”

“Hmm, seems all you Pena men share the same sentiment.” He furrows his brows, “what are you talking about, amor.”

“Nothing, baby. Think anyone would miss us if we skip out?” His hands wander towards your ass, squeezing it gently. “It’s like you read my mind, Hermosa.” His eyes flicker around the room before landing back on your face. “Let’s go.”

He wraps your hand in his and leads you out of the community centre and into the cool evening air. Javi helps you into the passenger side of the truck before running around to his side and hopping in. 

“What about Chucho?” Javi turns the key in the ignition and reverses out of the space, his eyes landing on you as he straightens her up. “Something tells me he won’t be needing a lift home tonight.”

“Why - oh - oh, Jesus Javi, he’s an old man.” He laughs, his gaze focused on the road ahead but his hand - the one not on the steering wheel - slides up your thigh and under your dress. 

“Never too old for that baby. Especially not us Pena men.” His fingers slip through your folds and you moan softly. “Javi?”

“Si, Hermosa?” His gaze drifts to you briefly, a cheeky smile on his face. “Drive faster and I’ll give you a blow job back home.”

“Yup.” His fingers slip away from you and he focuses all his attention on the road, driving way past the speed limit. 

***

The light filters through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. Your skin tickles as Javi kisses your shoulder. You smile.

“Morning.” His arm slips around your waist, sliding up until he cups your breast in his hand.

“Hmm, morningHermosa. Need you,” he breathes, his voice husky with need. Javi grinds his hips into your ass and you can feel his arousal pressing hard against you. 

“Didn’t get enough last night?” Javi lines himself up with your entrance and breaths out a husky no, before thrusting into you. 

He’s slow in his movements, drawing out your pleasure as you rock back against him. The room is silent save for the soft gasps and moans you both emit. 

When you both climax together, he stays seated inside you as he peppers kisses along your neck. “Let’s get cleaned up, amor. I’ve something I want to show you”.

He waits out front on the porch and when you emerge in a light summer dress he can’t help but pull you close and kiss you breathlessly. 

“You’re killing me, mi amor. Come on, let's go.” He leads you to the truck, helping you in before taking off and you turn to him with a look of confusion when he doesn’t turn down the drive, but instead, makes his way up the old road towards his uncle's old ranch. 

“Javi? Where - where are we going?” He reaches out and takes your hand in his, lifting it to his lips and kissing it softly. “Just wait, amor. You’ll see.”

“Fine, keep your secrets, Pena. It’s not like I won’t….” The words die on your tongue when you see the once run-down house now refurbished. “Javi!” 

“I know we’re happy with pops but I thought with us trying for a family that - that maybe we should have a place of our own. Pops and Frankie helped me out with it. I - I hope you like it, amor.” 

“Javi. Like it. I love it. I - I can’t believe you did this.” Your voice wavers as your eyes well with tears. “And we’re not too far from Chucho if he needs us. It’s perfect.” 

You move across the seat and kiss him passionately. Pulling away with one last kiss you smile brightly at him. “Can I see inside?”

The corners of his eyes crinkled as he smiled back. “Of course. Let’s go home.”

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[ickadori]

I CANTTT literally obsessed with your Yuji first but I've read them all three times now and it is NOT enough 🙏

I cannot understand why, but like- HEAR ME OUT- I have just been thinking about like..

So.. basically reader is about to start her period, and she knows this bc she is like FERAL ovulation be hitting her like a BUS.

Now, she is dating Yuji (bc yes) and it's like every little thing just turns heron so much it's CRAZY. So like,one night, Yuji and her are in the readers dorm watching a movie, and it's all fine, just some cute cuddling and stuff.. but he starts pulling her closer, rubbing her back, rubbing her thighs.. maybe her arms too?👀... And she just CANNOT control herself, trying to hide the fact her thighs are clenching and slightly rubbing against eachother, the way she is biting her lip slightly, and the fact she feels soo sensitive.

The problem is tho, they still haven't gotten to the base, yk? Like, yeah they have kissed, had whole makeout sessions, the usual.. but she never wanted to have sex bc she never really found the right time, Plus shes a virgin (👀‼️) so shes embarrassedto even reveal it, and like- sukuna possesses him, so it's like he's there too.. so it's just kind of a weird situation..

ANYWAY! So, the SECOND the movie ends, the reader is basically pushing yuji out of her dorm, trying to be discrete that she's rushing him, but it's kind of obvious. Now, Yuji is super confused, because he usually stays the night, especially when they have movie nights, and he's asking her what's wrong, what's going on, etc. And she just tells Yuji she feels sick (wrong answer).

So now Yuji INSISTS he stays, so he can take care of her, so he starts grabbing reader and guiding her to her bed, trying to check if she has a tempature, and asking if she needs anything, not knowing that EVERY single touch is literally making the reader so fucking sensitive fr.

Reader tries to make other excuses to get him to leave, bc she needs to "take care of herself" (yk).. but he is NOT having it. So eventually she's like, 'alright,' and tells him what's really going on.

"Yuji, listen, I really want you to stay but.. I'm just..I'm about to get my period, so I'm ovulating right now.. and I'm like super horny, but I didn't want to make you uncomfortable."

And at first Yuji is like shocked and flustered, cuz it caught him totally off guard. But hes honestly is turned on bc what reader didn't know is that Yuji was actually super touchy bc he WAS making a move on her, trying to be subtle bc he didn't want to make her uncomfy, especially since it could be her first time if it went right.. (and it did alright🙈)

So now yuji is like..'well, you could have told me, I could help you'

And with that the reader is like using her last piece of sanity to not just jump on him fr, but at the same time, she is super flustered and kinda hesitant..!!!!

So she's kinda just standing there now, all flustered.. but the silence makes yuji think he said something wrong, so now he's like 'I mean- only if you want, we don't have to- I didn't want to make you uncomfy."

And OBVIOUSLY reader wants him, so she just kisses him bc she can't say anything cuz she's so nervous..

Now yuji is pushing her back slowly, pushing her onto the bed, and.. basically..

He starts to slowly take her shirt off, then reaching to take her bra off left, but he stops... looking at her as if silently asking if she sure, and she is hesitant, but she nods. Once he takes her bra off, he quickly takes his shirt off, so she doesn't feel uncomfy (hear me out idk hoe to explain it) so the he just starts to slowly kiss down her body till he reaches the hem of her sweats.. he takes them off, then her panties.. he puts her legs over his shoulder carefully, and looks up to her from between her legs, like asking once more if she is one thousand percent sure, and he gets his answer when her plush thighs close slightly around his head..

So he starts to eat her out in the most loving way fr 😋

Then it follows with some super cute and loving sex that turns a Teeny bit rough lol (i can't help myself) and some aftercare after!!

It's just some random scenario I thought of that NEEDS to leave my brain (and sorry for rushing the ending, just realized how long this is) ANYWAY, I cannot stop thinking abt this (ovulating, if u can't tell 😔)

SORRY FOR TYPOS AND I LOVEEE UR FICS!

oh how i miss yuji </3 i think sex w/him always gets a teeny bit rough at the end bc he just can’t help himself — it’s you. he’s touching you, holding you, kissing you, feeling your wet heat wrap around him and squeeze and drip and how could he not sink his fingers into your soft skin and grope and squeeze? bury his face in the crook of your neck and bite down to keep from moaning loud enough for the dead to hear because you feel too good? batter his hips into yours until you’re squealing and making a pretty mess on his cock?

yeah .. yuji always gets a teeny bit rough during sex.

[oddballwriter]

Here for smut requ!!

Steven having a crush on shy reader n they go on a date and Marc coaches him on what to say and do cuz Steven is a bit nervous and he knows she likes his hands and him praising her and stuff but he doesn’t know how to go about but Marc does 😼

So when they make it to his apartment the once so gentle Steven became rough and dominant.

PLEASE INCLUDE OVERSTIM DIRTY TALK AND THE USAGE OF “good girl” IF UR COMFORTABLE WITH IT.

Thank u and if u don’t end up doing it sorry for wasting ur time.

Just Go with It

Summary: A very nervous date leads to going over to Steven's place. The both of you are very shy but with the help of Marc, Steven manages to get something started by talking to you and pouring a cup of tea.

Warnings: I didn't actually make smut from this, I'm sorry, but there is talk about the reader having a thing for Steven's hands and being flustered by compliments and praise from Steven. It's kind of a fade to black depending on how you want to look at it. 

Author’s Snip: I know that Anon asked for smut but I just couldn't find it in me to actually write some smut, so I did my best to make it a fade to black instead Also it's not fully what Anon asked but I don't really like the trope of the system swapping without the reader knowing that there even is a system. So yeah. I hope this is good enough.

I’ll shut up now. Enjoy! And don’t be afraid to request.

Word Count: 1,574

Steven isn't usually nervous or scared when entering into his own flat, but right now his nerves are all in power drive. After a nice date with you, that he had to have Marc coach him through because he didn't really know what to say or do, Steven, on his own, asked if you wanted to come back to his flat to have some tea and talk some more. Something that he has no idea how he managed to courage up saying when waiting for the bill to come back. And when you said yes, he tried to keep his cool and excused himself to go to the restroom, thankfully empty, to make himself more nervous about the possibilities of what might happen now.

"Why are you freaking out, Steven? You managed to do that on your own." Marc questions in the reflection of the mirror. "Because I didn't mean to open up a bloody can of worms, Marc! I just meant that as in actually talking and having a cup of tea!" Steven exclaims as he hides his red face in his hands. "Okay? Then just do that, buddy." Marc answers. "But what if she thought that I was secretly asking to hook up with her and she expects me to make a move at some point?" Steven whines. "Well, in that case, I'm sure she'll have a tell once you're there and if that happens then just go with it if you want," Marc suggests, "It's not that hard." he comments. Steven cringes at that last statement, "It's not that hard for you, mate. But it is for me. I've never gotten intimate with a person before.".

Marc sighs. "Steven, listen. This is your date. You managed to do pretty well on your own with a few pointers from me. I can only help you so much. But if it comes to maybe getting laid tonight, I can't really help you. I'm willing to bet that you don't want me in your ear while you're getting it. If you want, I can tell you if she's giving signs that she wants to go all the way but after that, it's all on you." Marc explains, giving his alter an offer and some extra help in the situation. "If she doesn't show off anything then you guys can just have your tea and talk or whatever." Marc says. Steven looks towards Marc and nods before taking a deep breath and leaving the bathroom to head back to his flat with you.

So now with a kettle on the stove, you and Steven sit on his sofa. "Dinner was nice." you comment, attempting to break the silence in the flat. Steven nods, embarrassed at the idea that he let an awkward silence brew, "Yeah. I found the restaurant a while back, I needed to do something else around there and when I came across it I was like "Oh would you look at that", you know?" Steven rambles before realizing that he was rambling. He also realizes that he's been fidgeting with his hands and immediately stops and folds them when he sees you looking at them, giving a whispered 'sorry'.

"No no, it's fine. I fidget with my hands too." you say as you look back down at them. "They look nice," you mutter under your breath, "They are?" Steven questions. You realize what you've said and backtrack, "I mean, you know, they just look very well maintained. Guys hardly take care of their hands and they sometimes look kinda ugly." you explain.

"Do they really look that nice?" Steven asks as he holds his hands out for the both of you to get a better look at them. You shyly take one of them and feel the skin with your thumb "Yeah." you say, "They feel really soft actually." you remark as you give the one you're holding a little squeeze. Upon looking closer you ask "You file your nails?". Steven, who was caught up in the fact that you were holding and feeling his hands, and thus he was feeling yours, snaps out of it and answers "Yeah, I do. I bite at the edges of them sometimes and so I file them so that they look better.", "It also helps to keep them short so that dirt doesn't get under them." he adds. "Well, they look very well kept." you comment timidly.

Steven nods as a thank you before hearing a 'psst' nearby. He looks towards the source and finds Marc looking at him from the reflection of his TV. Steven gives him a 'what' look. "She likes your hands." Marc points out. "Yes, I know." Steven responds in his head with a slight I'm-not-dumb tone. "No, Steven. She really likes your hands." Marc objects, "Maybe she wants you to do something with them?" Marc prompts with a tone that reads 'if you know what I mean'. Steven thinks about it before he notices that you're still holding and slightly feeling up his hands.

Steven tries to think of something to say or do in this situation, realizing that this might be going faster than he thought it would, but the sound of the kettle starting to whistle steals his attention before he can. With a quiet "Excuse me." and pulling his hands away, Steven gets up, takes the kettle off the stove, and grabs two mugs.

"Pour the tea in front of her. Give her a bit of a show." Marc suggests. "Shut up." Steven mumbles but freezes when you ask "Hm?" indicating that you slightly heard him, Steven recovers by saying "Sugar in your cup?" like he's repeating himself. You smile and say "Yes, a spoon, please." you request. Steven nods and pours a spoonful of sugar into your cup but takes the empty cups to the coffee table and actually does pour the tea in front of you like suggested.

Your eyes flicker between his hands that are on the kettle with a rag and Steven's face. You blush just a little, that would have gone unnoticed if Steven wasn't slightly expecting it. He pours his cup and walks back into the kitchen to leave the kettle. "I told you she'd like it." Marc says from the reflection of the kettle. Steven flashes him a look that radiates the words "Shut the hell up." before dropping it once he makes his way back to the sofa with you.

"You know I really enjoyed spending time with you tonight. I was surprised when you asked me out to dinner." you say as you gently swish around the tea in your cup to help the sugar mix as it dissolves. Steven raises his eyebrows for a bit in surprise at hearing that, "How come?" he asks. "Well..." you stammer, "You're very smart and polite, and handsome. I thought that you would have had someone already. Most guys like you are hard to come by nowadays and most have partners already. So I figure that you also had somebody already." you explain. Steven blushes at being called such attractive things. "Well then you would be surprised that I was both scared to ask you out to dinner and shocked that you said yes." Steven says, "I would have thought that such a beautiful and smart woman like yourself would already have someone or at least have many men trying to ask you out all the time." Steven claims.

"Seems like you got lucky then." you giggle as you blush at the idea that Steven, the man that you've been crushing on for a long time, was saying that he expected to have competition when asking you out. In the meantime, Marc makes a suggestion, "Keep going, Steven, she seems to like it.". Steven nods and does his best to do that. "I mean it. I really do." Steven says, "You really are a rare one. I'm happy you agreed to go out with me.". You sigh and hide your burning red face, "Stop. I don't think I can handle getting any redder." you beg. Steven scoots towards you on the sofa and gently takes your hands away from your face so that he can see you. "I really like your face, in any color it may be in." Steven says as he looks into your eyes, now staring back at him.

A second passes by the two of you while you softly stare at each other, it feels longer, but in a pleasant way. Steven could feel that Marc was going to say something again, but he didn't want to hear it and just did what he figured he was going to suggest. He leans in more and kisses you on the lips, with you flinching just a little before kissing him back.

The kiss is gentle and sweet, but there is a little bit of something in it between the both of you. When Steven pulls away, he notices that your hand is placed on his shoulder with your thumb timidly placed on the base of his neck like you were originally going to keep him pulled in. Steven smiles a bit at the idea and looks towards you, but you are leaning in yourself and manage to press a kiss on his jaw. The soft kisses continue from there and Steven feels less nervous about things possibly going farther tonight and he can sense that you are too.

[s3a-s1ug]

Enkivaldr parent headcanons

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ANON REQUEST- unfortunately I couldn’t find the ask in my notifs so sorry abt that :[ anyhoo finally got this one out! Sorry it took a while tho lmao- hope you guys enjoy it tho!! >:]

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-Enki would definitely start off as barely interacting with the two while they started living together after escaping the dungeons. But that gets difficult when they literally live together

- he’s honestly not sure what to do cuz he usually spends his time alone. So he tries to steer clear of them but that plan blows

- Ragnvaldr encourages him to hang out with the girl a bit. He might as well because they’re staying together. He’s not the most enthusiastic about the idea to say the least

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“Tch well I’m not her parent am I?”

“Ja ,Enki , I know but I think you should at least try… maybe you could- I dunno…”

A small silence is in which Enki didn’t break eye contact while Ragnvaldr thought

“Oh! I know! Maybe you could read her some or your book to her? Maybe before she goes to bed, ja?”

“Hmph I hardly think ancient ritual text and dark magic could constitute as bedtime stories” he said in a snark tone

“Well just find something, okej?”

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- so yeah ENKI READS THE GIRL BEDTIME STORIES JSJSJEJK

- He reads her things like stories about the gods or maybe share some excerpts from his own research

- She doesn’t understand it too well so she sometimes asks occasional questions during his reading and he answers [he secretly loves to answer her questions]

- Sometimes he gets so envied in what he’s reading aloud he doesn’t even realize that she’s fallen asleep. His heart melts a bit when he sees her. He says goodnight and leaves quietly

- Ragnvaldr is so genuinely happy about this. Whenever Enki comes out of her room and goes to Ragnvaldr he has the biggest smile on his face

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“What are you gawking at!?” He snapped

“Nothing, stjärnljus, just happy” He replied warmly

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- They would also go on nature walks together JSKSJ- although it does take some convincing to get Enki to actually go outside

“Come on Enki just for a bit. If not for me then for the girl.”

“I understand but I must finish my research”

“Yes but it has been…days since you’ve been outside, ja? You are kind of like a -how do you say…a vampire.”

“A vamp…” he cut himself off processing what Ragnvaldr just said “I’m not even going to dignify that with a serious response…” yet he still pondered and then sighed “fine maybe your right- not about the vampire part- but I might need to go outside for a bit”

“That’s the spirit!”

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- The all walk together. The girl LOVES going outside for walks. He loves running through fields and finding animals with Ragnvaldr. And looking under rocks to find all sorts of bugs with Enki.

- Seeing the two be so interested in the same thing and bonding over it make Ragnvaldr SO HAPPY

- On a good day, if they’re walking down a path together, Ragnvaldr stands on one side of the girl holding her hand and Enki holds her other on the opposite side

- Ragnvaldr even show her some simple hunting and fishing techniques. Enki takes mental notes of everything he’s saying

-Enki slowing but surely warms up to him and the girl and seems genuinely content with both of their company. Even if he doesn’t like to admit it. But Ragnvaldr knows that he has a soft spot for the girl

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I had so much fun with this! JSKSJSJ this was so wholesome omg

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[legorumii]

" I've rejected affection

for years and years. "

╰╮Be Mine , Zane Julien x GN Reader.

It was Valentine's day in Ninjago city. The city had been decorated with red hearts and all the couples on display were smiling and holding hands, kissing or cuddling under the glow of pink and red lights. Zane was currently in a room with Kai and Jay, he felt like his circuits were going to heat up at any moment. Why? Because he was planning on asking you out. "So, you wanna ask Y/n out, eh?" Kai smirked at the robot that was in front of him. Jay just gave him a sigh, shaking his head a bit. "Yes, indeed I do," Zane answered back.

"Well, you're in luck. `Cuz I'm good at dating advice!" Kai said, raising an eyebrow at the other ninja. Jay rolled his eyes as he crossed his arms over his chest. "'Good at dating advice?'" He repeated back incredulously, "You mean BAD at dating advice." Jay shot back but the hot head just ignored the male. Kai goes up behind the nendriod and put his arms on his shoulders, "So, all you gotta do is-" "Just be yourself." Kai jumped at the voice. The three looked at the source of the voice and saw that it was Nya there leaning against the door with her arms crossed.

"I'm pretty sure If you just be yourself they'll accept it regardless." She explained, looking over at them. Zane smiled at the female and nodded, then turned back towards the others. "Now, I shall make my leave now. Thank you for your failed attempt at your "dating" advice, Kai." Zane told him as he left the room. Once the android was gone Jay couldn't help but laugh at Kai as he stared at the door in shock.

Zane walked around the monastery, looking for you. Of course, he found you right away - you are always easy to find in this place - you were outside, looking at the sky. He took note of your features. You seemed more relaxed than usual, but maybe that's just him. "Greetings, Y/n." he greeted you gently, causing you to look up at the nendroid. "May I sit with you?" He asked and you smiled, nodding your head at him.

You both sat down in silence and listened to nature. Zane looked at you from the corner of his eye, noticing how your gaze shifted across the sky. He smiled to himself as he saw how happy you appeared with everything around you. It was beautiful to see you so relaxed. It was almost… peaceful. Then, you spoke up and Zane snapped out of his thoughts, turning his attention fully to you. "Didn't know anyone else would want to come out here today," You admitted softly. Zane looked at you and smiled a little, "My apologies for disrupting your peace, Y/n." The robot replied. "Nah, It's fine."

There was silence again and Zane couldn't help but overheat. He was nervous..but at the same time excited. This was the first time he's ever asked someone out. "Y/n…" he started before looking at you, making you turn your face to him. "Would you care to go with me on a date?" His words came out quicker than he expected. It almost sounded rushed, but he didn't care, he needed to hear what you said. And hopefully, it's a yes. Your reaction made his circuits race even more. You stared at him with a blush on your cheeks as your eyes widened in surprise.

Your eyes softened a little but they soon fell back into a soft expression as you nodded. "That sounds lovely, Zane," Was all you said before pulling him closer by the hand. Your free arm wrapped around his shoulders while you placed a soft kiss on his lips. His eyes widened but then softened as he let out a sigh.

"Thank you." He whispered against your lips and held your waist, pulling you impossibly closer.

" Now I have it and damn it

it's kind of weird. "

all content belongs to @legorumii do not repost or translate on any writing website!

[h4rring1on]

could u do readers parents getting mad at reader cuz she got a b on her test instead of an a? and eddie finds her crying and comforts her abt it

pairing: eddie munson x fem!reader

warnings: ig readers parents being a bit mean, eddie being a sweetheart!!

a/n: i feel like i overdid it bro THIS ONE SUCKS ISTG

a lot of people thought it was quite odd that you dated eddie, considering you had the highest grades in school, you followed all of the rules, and your reputation was far better than eddie’s, that’s for sure.

you always managed to maintain those grades, always getting straight A’s, making your parents proud since they weren’t that proud of the choices you make in your dating life with eddie.

you had an exam today, as usual, you studied long and hard, putting all your focus into it. after doing it, you felt sort of uneasy, but your friends told you it was gonna be fine and that you always get an A.

when you got that exam back, you froze in your place.

a B??? no, how could this happen? you always get an A, how could you get a B!

you were oddly quiet the rest of the day, eddie tried to cheer you up, not really knowing what’s going on, but it didn’t work.

once you got home, you walked slowly to your parents, the fear of rejection hitting you the closer you got to them. they always expect an A, how could they be feeling about this, you wonder.

you showed them the grade, biting your lips in fear. they both looked at you, a look of disappointment and annoyance in their face

“m-most of the class got a B too…” you tried to defend

“but you’re not most of the class, are you now?” your mother raised an eyebrow

“do better” your dad said

“but I studied so hard—“

“I don’t wanna hear it!” your mother snapped, “this—“ she held the paper up, “this is not what we expected. this is disgraceful. it’s all because of that stupid edward you’ve been with. i told you he’s nothing but bad news ”

“you don’t know how much i focused—and eddie’s not stupid—“

“you’re grounded.” your father said, “we expect you to do better, be better. you’ve disappointed us, what will people think when they see that our kid is an idiot!”

“w-what?” you said, your face softening in sadness

“only stupid people get a B. do this again and there will be even more consequences!” your father yelled right in your face

you nodded your head in silence, and walked towards your room, closing the door, the tears already starting to run down your cheeks.

you were never good at keeping steady when you’re being yelled at, how could they not realize how hard you study everyday? how you focus and keep your grades in check, why do they have to act like this?

you cried until it was dark out, you couldn’t even see eddie today.

suddenly, you flinched to the sound of knocking at your window, you slowly opened it, seeing eddie climb in.

“hey…” he said in a comforting tone, pulling you closer to him as you cried, “haven’t heard from you after school, what’s wrong, sweetheart?”

“i got a B on my exam today” you cried

he lightly chuckled, “that’s amazing!” he said in a proud tone

you let go of him and looked at him shyly, “it is?”

“of course it is! what’s made you so sad about it, sweet thing?” he said as he wiped your tears

“my parents grounded me…said i was an idiot and stupid and disgraceful” you said, crying harder, he hugged you again

“that’s awful” he said in a sad tone, he didn’t exactly like your parents. they always bashed you for every single thing and you tried your hardest for them, but they never saw the good in you. it ached eddie, he wished they could see just how proud you make them.

“don’t listen to them, okay?” he said as he stroked your hair, “you’re absolutely perfect and smart and beautiful, it’s sad they don’t see it, sweets.”

“really?” you said as you looked at him

“of course really! i don’t wanna see you upset again, okay?”

eddie was right, if only your parents saw you for you, and not your grades, or reputation, or anything else, you wouldn’t have to carry such pressure on your shoulders. but at least you had eddie, he always knew how to make you feel better.

[smittywing]

FicBit: Jason Todd/Tim Drake

Did I almost post "Time Drake"? Yes I did.

I wish I was one of those people who disappears for a week and reappears with a 40k fit, beta'd and finished. But I'm not. So I'm posting it as I get sections done and maybe, someday, it will be a real story.

Jason knew about Tim’s boyfriend nine days and seventeen hours before Tim told him. Not that he gave a fuck about Replacement being queer. Sure, the boyfriend looked like cannon fodder so Jason was going to have to stay sharp when in certain neighborhoods, but he was happy for Tim. 

He was not, as such, happy to be the last person Tim told. And so he might have been a bit of a knob about it. 

“Didn't care when you dated Blondie, don't care about this one,” he said bluntly. “It's not news just cuz it's a guy.”

“Okay, well, fuck you, too,” Tim said, and left. 

It wasn't Jason’s fault Replacement was so damn sensitive. 

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This thing was, the fact that Tim was dating a guy was *all kinds* of news to Jason's brain. He had been vaguely disinterested in Tim’s love life prior to this, and okay, vaguely disinterested in Tim himself. But now his brain was clocking questions overtime. 

Did Tim and this guy kiss? Make out? Wasn't Tim too bony to make out with? Tim was slighter than even Dick, lithe, but Jason had seen him in shorts and tanks and sometimes shirtless, hell, almost naked. He wasn't *bony* exactly. But he wouldn't be soft.

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“So you were a shit to Tim,” Dick said.

“What? He went crying to you because I didn't congratulate him on his wokeness?” Jason was actually surprised to hear this. Replacement was usually more inclined to revenge than tattling. Maybe he really was upset. 

“He didn't say anything,” Dick said, restoring Jason’s confidence in Tim’s balls. “But you know what that means.”

Yes. Jason should unplug all his electronics and lie low for a few weeks until Tim’s temper blew over. 

“He put himself out there,” Dick continued. “You could be gracious that he even told you. He really didn't talk to anyone else about it.”

That gave Jason pause. 

“How come no one asks the dead guy who he wants to bang?” he asked, to cover. 

Dick made a face. “If you actually listened to yourself, you would know the answer to that.” 

Jason rolled his eyes. 

“Okay, well, you came back and went right for murder instead of sex,” Dick said after an awkward silence. “Which is fi - no, it's not fine. It wasn’t fine.  It’s not like you’ve been all that upfront about it? Maybe you're ace?”

“Pretty sure that's a no.”

“I’ve never seen you attracted to someone,” Dick countered. 

“Maybe I just have standards,” Jason lied through his teeth. He’d lost his rookie card to Talia, for fuck’s sakes. She was beautiful, sure, but she was goddamn crazy. Also Bruce’s ex. Also Damian’s mother. Also he was going to stop this line of thought right the fuck here. 

[papil0nglegs]

Father!Adam + Daughter!Reader

Chapter 2: “Dad ⭐️”

Ch.1 Ch.2

Warnings: Grief, Angst, Depression, Bed rotting, Major character death

A/n: a lot of this fic is based off of Jessi pinkmans grief in breaking bad and ‘answer’ by Tyler the creator. Anyways I’m gonna do another fic after this and it’ll prob be the last one aa.

Third POV:

Y/n hadn’t left her room for days, rarely to even use the restroom. Emily was still in the house however, trying to accompany her dear friend with hopefulness. But for the most part, y/n was unresponsive. It really didn’t seem like it, but y/n didn’t lose a single grasp of hope. Whether if it was from utter delusion, or if it was genuine, she still believed her dad was still alive, because that’s all she wanted.

Her door slowly creeped open, revealing Emily entering, with a steaming cup of tea in her hand. “Y/n? You awake?” Emily whispers, Y/n wipes her dried tears away before responding. “Yeah I was just,, laying down for a bit.” Y/n mumbles, still having her cheek against her pillow. Emily puts the cup of tea on y/n’s nightstand that had been right next to her bed. “So, when do you plan on getting up from that bed?” No response, just a sigh coming from y/n’s lips. Emily sits on the corner of the bed, looking down at the wooden floor. “Y/n, I have to tell you something..” She rolls her eyes, expecting for her to say something along the lines of ‘We’ll find him’ or ‘Don’t lose hope’. The usual Emily stuff.

“He’s gone.” Y/n’s breath hitched. What does she mean? ‘He’s gone’? There’s no way she’s talking about her dad, he’s still out there, she’s sure of it. “Sera told me about it earlier today, I wasn’t sure if you wanted to know yet, but I didn’t want to give you false hope.” She croaks. Still, no response from y/n. “I’m really sorry y/n, I’ll.. I’ll leave you alone for a bit.” Emily stands from the bed, walking through the door that was y/n’s bedroom.

Silence filled the room as y/n heard Emily’s footsteps from across the hallway. She began to clutch her sheets, holding in the tears that her eyes yearned to let out. Y/n, opened her eyes in realization of something, quickly grabbed her phone, and called someone.

‘Dad ⭐️’

“Hey sweetie, I can’t call you right now cuz I’m a bit busy. I’m probz in another meeting with Sera, shit always takes longer than I expect. Anyways, I’ll call you back when I can, muah, Love you”

She called again

‘Dad ⭐️’

“Hey sweetie, I can’t call you right now cuz I’m a bit busy. I’m probz in another meeting with Sera, shit always takes longer than I expect. Anyways, I’ll call you back when I can, muah, Love you”

Y/n lost count of how many times she called that day.

She remembered it word for word, but still laughed every time he said ‘probz’ or ‘shit’ like some teenage boy. Each time she listened to it, she felt like she was right there. Eating at some Diner after a meeting with Sera, American cheese all over his lips. The two betting on who could hold the most fries in their mouth.

She smiled at the memory, still pressing the same contact, ‘dad ⭐️’, over and over. Until..

“The number you have dialed is no longer a working number. Please check the number and dial again.”

Y/n looked out her window, noticing that she didn’t realize how much time passed. She was too distracted flooding her head with memories of the past lives she lived with her dad.

That’s when it finally hit her.

He’s gone. She wasn’t going to die, then feel the happiness she felt when she realized she was going to see her father again.

Thoroughly, he’s gone.

[dragneelshmagneel]

Can I please get protective Laxus with reader? maybe she gets hurt and he panics or she has to go on a mission and he argues with her to stay?

i’m a sucker for protection tropes, especially with Laxus cuz I feel like he’s the type to not let anyone know his feelings. So ta daaaa enjoy the lil fic!

Ship: Laxus x fem!reader

Warning: some swearing, mentions of injuries and blood, fluffy

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One Shot - Why didn’t you listen?

(Not my gif)

The guild hall was busy, as per usual for FairyTail. Everyone was either drinking or trying to bite each other’s heads off. But today, today was different because you had accepted a job that had everyone questioning your sanity.

“Are you insane?!”

Laxus’s voice boomed over the guild hall causing heads to turn in your direction. It wasn’t the first time Laxus had apposed to you going on a dangerous job, but this time he seemed adamant on you staying. 

“What’s the big deal, Y/n’s a dragon slayer like us she’ll be fine,” Natsu voiced, offering you a cheeky grin. But Laxus only stared him down before saying, 

“No one asked you fire head, now get lost. This discussion has nothing to do with you.” 

“And it has nothing to do with you either, Laxus.” 

You finally spoke, irritated that everyone suddenly had an opinion on what jobs you could take. Even Cana was a bit unsure on whether you should take it, but a quick look at her cards kept her quiet. For now. Natsu laughed, his head shaking as he took a few steps back and headed back down towards the ground floor of the guild hall. Leaving you and Laxus a moment to talk. You could already tell where this was going, Laxus would talk about how you wouldn’t know what you were up against until it was too late or that there are much stronger people out there. Though he never called you weak, the words he used always left you assuming that's how he viewed you.

Both of you stayed quiet, letting the air between you grow thick. You wanted to ask him why he cared, why he bothered to argue against you all the time and why it bothered him so much but every time the question came to your lips, you brushed it away. Laxus clenched his jaw before breaking his silence.

"Did you lose a bet or something? is that the reason why you're taking the job?"

"No I didn't lose a bet," you spat back, annoyed that he would even suggest something so childish.

"Then why are you taking it? it's probably the closest thing to an S-Class quest on the board how did the old man even approve of this."

You could feel it, the surge of power in your body as you fisted your hands. Every time, Laxus was like this every time and it started to get on your nerves. Just let me do what I need to you wanted to tell him. But Laxus wouldn't understand, he was an S-Class Wizard already, considered one of the strongest of Fairytail. You were just the weird shadow dragon slayer who felt like she had to constantly prove herself.

"I don't get why you're getting yourself worked up over this, it was an available job and I took it. Master Makarov approved it this morning with no hesitation.”

“That old man has no sense.”

“He—you know what,” you huffed, annoyed that you felt like you had to explain yourself to him. Time and time again, it was like you had to prove your worth but not this time. This time you were going into that job with a clear head. You didn’t have time to waste.

“Forget it Laxus, I don’t have the energy for this.”

You turned your back to him, your hair swishing with the action but before you could take your first step towards the stairs, a light touch gripped your wrist and stopped you from walking away. You half turned, looking at the hand that felt so warm on your skin, then up to the man who held you in place.

"Don't go," Laxus said softly, his green eyes meeting yours. All you could do was hold you breath, not sure on what to say. You couldn't stay, not when you already accepted the job but most importantly, there was no reason to not go. You pulled your arm back and to your surprise, Laxus let go.

"I leave in an hour."

That was all you said before you made your way downstairs, this time Laxus didn't stop you. As you left him behind, you swore you felt electricity in the air. I could do this job you kept telling yourself, but you couldn't lie. You were nervous, because what if this went wrong? what if you failed and proved Laxus right? Would he hold this over you?

****

After you left, Laxus sat by the bar drinking away by himself. He didn't speak a word to anyone, only to Mira who he ordered from. Not even Natsu's provoking could get him to turn around.

"I don't get it, don't you believe y/n's strong enough to handle it?"

Natsu wasn't giving up so easily. He knew your strength, had fought along side you plenty of times he had seen what you were capable of. Even Laxus had, though you didn't know it. Laxus had always been aware of the power that you had, he just never had to guts to say anything to you. Laxus sipped at his drink, the frothy ale tickling his lips as tried to ignore the horrible images of you getting hurt that his mind kept imagining for him.

"Well, whatever your deal is, she's gunna prove just how powerful she is you just watch. She'll come back in a few days with her reward, a few scraps and bruises sure but she'll be back."

I should've gone with her Laxus thought to himself. Why didn't I go with her?

The first day went by, then the second then the third. With each day that passed Laxus grew more irritable, more so than his usual self. And he seemed to blame one person for his anger.

"This is all your fault old man."

Makarov stirred the spoon in his cup of tea, choosing not to reply at Laxus's outburst. He couldn't shake off the feeling that something was wrong, it had been five days you should've been back by now.

"How could you let her take the job?"

"Y/n is more than capable of handling it. I have no doubt she's succeed in her mission and is returning already."

As if by some sick coincidence, Erza came bursting through the doors of the guild hall, Gray and Natsu just behind her. What the? any curiosity Laxus had turned to panic when he saw who Natsu and Gray were carrying.

"Wendy! where's Wendy?" Erza called out, everyone from the guild seemed to freeze but Laxus... Laxus rushed past the crowd, pushing away Freed, Elfman and even Gray and Natsu.

"Y/n..." he breathed out your name, taking you into his arms. You made no sound, and you breaths were raged. Bruises and cuts covered your body. No. No. No.

"What happened?" He barked at the fellow dragon slayer.

"I have no idea, she was down when we found her. Look like whatever she had to fight really took it out of her, I barely sensed any magical energy from her."

Stay with me. Please y/n, stay with me. That was all Laxus could think of as he held you close, carrying you all the way to the infirmary. he looked down at you, how you appeared to be so fragile and small.

"Why didn't you listen," he said under his breath, wishing he could go back in time to stop whatever it was you were up against.

****

Laxus stayed by your side for two days, and it took a lot of Wendy's healing magic to get you breathing properly again. The job was a suicide mission, but you gave it your all. Even if it almost cost you your life. With struggle, you turned your head and ever so slowly opened your eyes. Immediately you saw the head of blonde hair across from you, noted the closed eyes and the soft snores that came from his lips.

"Laxus," you croaked, your voice raw from screaming. His eyes fluttered open, confused by the voice he had heard until he saw you. A weak smile on your face, head bandaged. Laxus shot up from his seat, almost falling to the floor to get to your bedside.

"You're awake."

He seemed dumbfounded, and just when you wanted to reply Laxus did something you never thought he'd ever do. He dropped to his knee's, took hold of one of your hands and placed it to his cheek.

"I'm so glad you're awake."

There was a strange swell in your heart, one you never thought would be created by Laxus of all people. You continued to smile softly, letting your fingers stroke his cheek.

"I'm sorry I—I'm sorry I failed."

You could barely get the words out from your mouth before humiliation filled your chest. You had fought so hard, but in the end you came away with nothing. You were sent to deal with a dark guild after all, alone. And you had failed.

"What?"

Laxus couldn't believe what you had said to him, and as his green eyes took you in he felt ashamed that he might have caused that doubt in you.

"Y/n, you haven't failed. You're alive—"

"You were right, I couldn't handle it. I should've—I should've listened to you"

Laxus laughed to himself. No matter how badly he'd wanted to hear you say it, it felt wrong. He sighed, placing a kiss on top your hand that send a wave of butterflies into your stomach.

"No y/n, you shouldn't listen to me. I was wrong, I've always been wrong to think you'd be anything but capable of handling things on your own. I just wish I could've been there to protect you."

[theasterous09]

OKAY SO ABOUT THAT 2-PARTER RC9GN EPISODE DREAM I HAD

This was a really long time ago, so I may or may not have some of it right, but I can still remember the most memorable parts of my dream.

EPISODE 1

So it started with me opening my TV to see what's new on the Disney channel, I don't remember what I was trying to look for, but then I saw this teaser of an RC9GN 2-parter special episodes thing and I literally screamed, no joke.

The teaser was like a countdown to the 2 episodes, so I waited for a few more minutes or smt

So anyways, the theme song started playing and I remember singing along with it, going batshit crazy

Then the song ended and the episode starts with Randy in class, bored out of his mind. The teacher (a new one, I can't remember what she looks like, but I know she's a woman) was teaching about whatever

I dont know what else happened in this episode, but skip to the part where a robot attacks and Randy is going ninja. I can't remember what it looks like, but it wasn't a robo-ape.

The Ninja is there to destroy it, yelling quips and puns, the usual

But the part I remember so much was the end of that episode, so this robot was trying to hit the Ninja, but missed, leading the robot to hit the school instead. Hard.

So the part of the building where the robot hit collapsed and there were students there just before the part of the building fell on them.

For a split-second, we can see Randy's absolute dread and tried to reach out to the kids, but he couldn't reach them on time and the bulding fell on top of them.

Absolute silence followed soon after. I can remember how shocked I was on this part, my jaw dropped because I DIDNT KNOW DISNEY WOULD ALLOW THAT

And then the episode ended. Just like that.

ANYWAY EPISODE 2 (I REMEMBER THIS EPISODE THE MOST)

So we ended with a cliffhanger on the first episode, and my mouth was still wide open.

Disney gave me a break and a commercial started

But then after that the next episode started, and there wasn't even a theme song

The episode showed the Ninja trying to reach out on the kids again, but he couldn't make it. There was a heartbeat sound effects going on in the background making it more suspenseful

Anyway, the Ninja went to dig them out of the collapsed rubble, and miraculously, the students lived

So randy asked if they were okay, and I kid you not, he sounded genuinely terrified and concerned

The students had minor bruises, while one of them had an dislocated arm, but they were alive and that was what mattered to Randy at that moment.

Randy got them out of there and he made sure they got out of harm's way before he went back to the robot

Fastforward to the aftermath of the destroyed robot, (this is probably my fav part cuz it was just so ANGSTY) Randy took off the ninjasuit in the boys' bathroom and he just sat there for a minute

The heartbeat soundtrack was back, but faster, and I can see on screen that Randy was also starting to hyperventilate as he processed what happened and what almost happened to those students

I can't remember what else happened then, but i think Howard found him or something and tried to calm him down

anyway, when randy did calm down, he took the nomicon out of his bag, with howard by his side, and asked "What would happen if I failed them? Was there ever a ninja that had to deal with what almost happened?"

The nomicon shloomped him in the book and Randy had a deep conversation with Finja (AGAIN IT SUCKS THAT I CANT REMEMBER THIS PART BECAUSE I KNOW IT WAS SP GOOD)

Randy sat on the dirt (its kind of like dirt? I mean, its a page of the nomicon but whatever) with tears streaming down his eyes. Finja is there, just, rubbing his back and comforting him because Finja knows what he's going through, he's been there and worse, he's seen his comrades fall in front of him and he knew that it was a painful feeling

Silently, randy told Finja (in my own words cuz i cant remember how he actually said it "What if those students... will an even greater chaos happen if I failed them? Can I still be a ninja if I failed to protect them?"

And finja replied with smt like "Ninja... you are one of the best ninjas I ever had the privilege to meet. You saved me from giving up on fighting, you saved many people by defeating the sorcerer and bringing peace to Norrisville. You saved the Sorcerer from his eternal curse and freed his soul. If anyone is going to fail at being the ninja, then it is not you. Yes, it was a close call for those defenseless students, but they are still alive and well and you need not think of the possibility of what might have happened. So do not be hard on yourself, Ninja."

More tears and more hurt/comfort ensues and I think the episode ended with randy leaving the nomicon and having a more peaceful mind.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAaaHHHHhhhHHHHHHH I CANt BELIEVE I STILL REMEMBER MOST OF THIS DREAM, NOW I WANT TO MAKE A FANFIC OUT OF IT (with probably a few eensy-teensy changes)

[care-puppy]

hii! could you write regressor infected with cg Dr Retro please ? maybe something related to his poor sleep or poor self care in a hurt/comfort way if you dont mind !!! thank you :•)

Okay!

Dreamless

(Cg!Retro and Little!Infected)

Warning: It contains implied insomnia, so it might be triggering to people struggling with it

Knock, knock. "Meow? (Kasper?)" a curious meow of Dr Retro could be heard. It was night, but the katball knew Infected may not sleep. She cared about him, and wanted to make sure he was okay. She tucked up her nightgown and knocked again. Silence. Worried Retro carefully opened the door… Infected was laying on his bed, scrolling down his phone. He had eyebags, his hair was even messier than usual, and he looked really tired. The room was dark, and the only source of light was the screen of Infected's phone. "Meow! (Oh, Kasper!)" Retro pouted, turning the night lamp on. Infected turned to her lazily. "Wh4t?" He mumbled, rubbing his eye. "Meow meow meow! Meow mraw! (It's very late! You should sleep!)" Retro put her paws on her tights, looking at Infected. The skater tilted his head, with a blank expression. He yawned, and tossed on the other side, a bit annoyed. "S0 wh4t? ur n0t my m0m -_-" he groaned, squeazing his pillow. Retro sat on the bed. "Meow meow meow mraw meow… (You need to sleep, it's good for you…)" she said in a soft tone. Infected was known to be an insomniac, barely even sleeping anymore. He spent all the nights playing video games, just because sleep did not came. He sometimes managed to close his eyes for 2 or 3 hours, but that was just not enough. The skater could have horrid nightmares often. He was just a terrible sleeper. Retro patted his back. "Meow meow? (Could you sit?)" she asked. Infected unwillingly sat with his legs crossed, and leaned onto Retro. The cat smiled, and petted his head. Infected was a bit taken back of this act of care, but didn't mind. He nuzzled onto Retro, enjoying her fluffy yellow fur. There was something soothing in her. "Meow meow mraw meow mrraw… (I'm worried because you almost never sleep…)" Retro told him her biggest worry. The brunette looked at her, and frowned. He bit his lip, not knowing what to say. "s0rry…" He said. It was dumb he apologized for something he could not control, but well… "1 rlly 5uck 4t 5l33ping… d1z v1ru5 k33pz m3h 4w4k3…" he chuckled. "1 s0m3t1m3z w4st3 n1ghtz 4t cry1ng…" Retro was suprised by this sudden confession. "cuz… 1 m155 P0pt4rt… 4nd 1 th1nk… 1 w0nt s33 h3r 3v4h 4g4in…" he sniffled. Retro held his hand in a comforting way. "1m s0 t1r3d 0f 4ll th1z [content deleted] th4t h4pp3nz…" his voice was shaky, and he wiped a single tear from his eye. "Meow…" (Oh, Kasper…)" Retro felt very sorry for Infected. She hugged him. Infected whimpered, and started to cry quietly. It made him regress. "1 wunn4 g3t s0m3 5w33p13s…" he kept sobbing, and Dr Retro still kept him in a big, warm hug. She decided she would cuddle with Infected a bit, so it can help him fall asleep. She opened the drawer and grabbed a paci, gave it to Infected. He looked adorable with a paci in his mouth and big teary eyes. The skater laid his head on Retro's lap, hugging his stuffie, Poptart Jr. Retro stroked his hair, purring. Her purrs were very relaxing, and Infected slowly drifted away. Tired of crying, he closed his eyes, breathing softly. Retro kept purring. She gently placed Infected's head on her chest. She caressed his face, as the brunette snored, listening to her purrs and heartbeat. He was very calm now, in fact, he already slept. Retro smiled, looking at Infected finally sleeping. He was so cute when he slept. She covered him in a blanket, and closed her eyes too. Snuggles are the best remedy for insomnia. "Meow meow…" (Sleep dreams, Kasper…)"