#so i kinda know im usually like not keeping anyone from using the bathroom/getting ready for bed/whatever

[kuiinncedes]

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[petersnya]

sight for sore eyes|| peter b. parker ||

[part. 00; jealousy]

summary:: “I watch your eyes as she walks by…” you pause, tears forming as you remember the way peter looked at her- the way you wanted him to look at you, “what a sight for sore eyes…” || when the realization hits you about peter, it’s too late. but sometimes late is just the right timing… sometimes.

word count:: 1.5k

warnings(for the whole series):: friends>enemies>lovers, mature themes/smut, cursing, slight violence, lots of angst, fluff, clueless peter

warning(for this chapter):: cursing, angst, fluff

paring:: peter parker x fem!reader

[a/n]:: wattup! peter parker (and any other teens mentioned) have been aged up to 17 and turning 18 as the story goes on! i hope you enjoy this and make sure to let me know if you want to be tagged in the parts<3 also! endgame and infinity war did not happen for the sake mine and your happiness though out this ‘book’

“Your going down Parker.”

“Nah man, Im gonna—“

Peter was cut off but the vibration of his controller as you killed his video game character. Taking off your head set and setting down your controller with a calm, soft smirk spread across your face as your side of the TV had ‘winner’ written across.

“No-no! That’s not fair dude! You cheated,” Peter yelled towards you as you walked into the kitchen to grab a slice of pizza. Reaching into the fridge to get a soda, you felt your back being pressed against Peter’s toned chest as he grabbed the soda you had in your hand.

Opening it and taking a sip he chuckle at the look on your face as you turned around to face him. All he did was walk away, back towards the couch, falling back on to it as he picked up his head set.

The look that made the curly headed boy laugh was still on your face as you watched him. To him, you looked annoyed yet humored by him; but really, you couldn’t help this feeling you felt when you felt him against you. Redness began to creep up your neck but quickly faded as you shook the feeling he gave you.

He’s you best friend idiot. You can feel this way for him if all people.

“You coming?” Peter question, starting a new game. You rolled your eyes to make it seem as if you weren’t flustered but the boy a few feet away from you.

“Yea man. Ready to get your ass kicked agin?” You joked as you sat next to him.

“Haha- not funny.” He said with a straight face and a fake laugh that made you giggle as you shoved his shoulder with yours.

The whole night as you a peter played video games back to back, you couldn’t help but think about the feeling of his muscular chest against you. Around 1:20 AM, you and Peter had started to get tired. The boy next to you turned off the gaming console, slowly turning towards you.

“I got the couch, you got the bed.” He said, sleep lacing his voice. You wanted to protest, saying that you could both have the bed; but something stopped you and you just nodded your head, telling him good night as you walked to his bed room. His aunt, May, wasn’t home but made it very clear that she had an eye on both of you so you knew that Peter didn’t want to his aunt May to see you to in the bed together. Even if the two of you were just sleeping.

Laying in bed, Peter’s bed, you stared at the sealing not being able to fall asleep.

The smell of room sent your mind spiraling. Rolling over onto your side, you pushed your arm underneath his pillow as you inhaled his the sent. Peter was the only thing on your mind. The way he smiled, his chocolate hair and honey brown eyes, the light freckles across his nose that you could only see if you were up close to his face. His laugh made your heart skip beats.

“3:57 AM,” you read the clock sign with a sigh. You knew you should go to sleep; so you rolled once again, getting into a more comfortable position. Your eyes getting heavy as you drifted into sleep.

<<<<<<<<

A warm arm draped around your waist, fingers slowly sliding up and down your bare stomach from the shirt that lifted in your sleep.

You smiled softly at the contact, not thinking to check who it was. But the feeling a bare, muscular chest on your back made your eyes fling open.

Slowly, you turned your head to see who was behind you, even though you knew it was—

“Peter?”

“Mhmm,” he hummed back in response, not opening his eyes. You couldn’t shack the feeling of the chill that ran up your spine, and the goosebumps that formed on your body.

“Wha- uh.. what are you doing?” You questioned in a hushed voice.

“Hhmm? Oh sorry. The couch got uncomfortable. I didn’t think you’d mind though.” He said while opening his sleepy looking eyes.

“Oh no-I don’t mind.”

Peter removed his arm, turning with his back turned towards you. You almost whimpered at the feeling of his arm not being around your waist anymore.

Stop it [y/n]. This is Peter we’re talking about here. But why would he put his arm around me and not expect me to feel some way about it?

The thoughts ran through your head fast, the last on lingering for a while.

You and Peter were the best of friends. If he needed someone, you were there and vise versa. But you weren’t really that girly. So Peter didn’t think of you in ‘that type of way’. You didn’t think of him that way either. The two of you always called each other ‘bro’, ‘dude’, or ‘man’; but you still had that feeling of tingles and warmth—

Your thoughts were interrupted by a loud, tired groan from Peter. The sound going straight to your core. Quickly, you got up and went into his bathroom— making sure to not make a lot of noise as you went, Incase May was home.

Looking in the bathroom mirror you stared at your self in question. You were a tom-boy. You were wearing a pair of rolled up basket ball shorts of Peter’s and one of his very large white Tee’s. You shrugged at your reflection,

“If I wanted to look all girly and ‘pretty’ I could be the hottest girl he would know.”

“Who’s he?”

You jumped at the sound of Peter’s raspy voice behind you. He only had on sweats and no shirt. All you could think was

Damn

“No one, just.. speaking hypothetically.”

“Your wired,” he chuckled as you grabbed a towel from the bathroom closet, mumbling something along the lines of, ‘I’m just gonna go shower in Mays bathroom’. You just nodded, going to take a shower of your own in his bathroom.

After your shower, you went into the kitchen where May stood, making coffee for the three of you. Peter sat on the couch flipping through channels.

“Hey honey!”

“Morning May,” you said as you say in one of the chairs at the dining table.

“Are you going to Florida with Peter, Ned and Mj?” She questioned, you nodded in response. The three of you had been planning this for a while now so you were beyond excited to spend time with you best friends.

You stood for the set you just took, walking over to Peter. He was wearing his usual jeans and flannel but this time had a baseball cap on. As you slumped beside you grabbed the hat and put it on you backwards. Peter chuckled at your childish act, glancing at you from the corner of his eye.

The three of you sat in silence till May was done with the coffee. She brought it over to you and Peter, handing you the mugs. You thanked her as she walked away.

Peter’s and your phone got a text notification— the two of you checking it at the same time. It was a group chat with you, Peter, MJ, and Ned for the trip to Universal Studios.

Ned: heyyyy.. so Liz and Flash are also coming to Disney with us.

You and Peter looked at each other at the sight of what Ned texted. You watched as Peter texted back— his cheeks a blushed red color. You have known Peter long enough to know when he’s turning red from anger. This wasn’t anger. He was… blushing?

Peter: Liz is coming?!

You face fell at the text. Looking down at your phone, you glanced up at young guy next to you; but quickly looked away before he saw you.

Mj: yea Ned! Wtf are they coming for???

Ned: well I was talking about it to Betty and they over heard and kinda invited their selves… srry:(

Y/n: I’m just gonna ignore those bitches and go to Hogwarts like I planned.

Peter looked at, “[y/n], you don’t like Liz?” He questioned.

You shocked your head no, not caring enough to look him in the face.

“How dude? She’s so hot,” he said with a smirk. Your heart sank at the words.

What the hell are you acting like this for [y/n]?

Peter continued to text in the group chat. You silenced your phone— not wanted to deal with this right now.

You had never became jealous of anyone. Confusion over took you as you scrambled your mind for why you were jealous of Peter and Liz. You didn’t like Peter at all. Did you?

Did you like Peter Parker? The thought lingered for a while.

No. No I can’t like him and I won’t. It’s just wrong.

Those words that you promised yourself you would keep was the biggest lie you had told yourself. Peter Parker was like a drug—

How could you not get addicted?

I hope you enjoyed this ‘chapter’ !! Let me know if you want to be tagged in the next part!! :)

[midday0nightmares]

29 - her son.

Previous chapter prove it.

m.list.

warnings: this series contains themes of yandere\mafia, blood, violence, mental health, drugs, non-con.

author note: this is pure fiction and it is not intended to romanticize any of the situations mentioned bellow.

The door was shut, it won’t open, it was cemented on every side expat for the small slit under it, you try knocking, shout for someone, anyone, but to no avail.

you try the window, it opens, but the sight is even scarier. The city is quiet, too quiet. No traffic in its usually busy streets, every window in the near buildings were closed, no birds in the sky, not a single sign of life, even the sun seems stuck in its place, time isn’t moving.

Outside the closed door, you can hear muffled sounds, you peak under the door and see the familiar white socks on a pair of feet moving around the room, it’s jaemin. you shout and scream for him, but he doesn’t even flinch, he just keeps going through his day. 

You were forgotten, lost forever in his room.

Your eyes open, you find yourself yet again in his room, in his bed, in his arms..it’s still dark outside. You turn over and fall back to sleep.

A door rudely slams shut waking you up again, you left your head and look around, you make a sound of protest.. 

“It’s just jeno, go back to sleep” jaemin’s groggy voice coming from under the covers.

You snuggle deeper into the warm bed sheets and fall asleep.

You wake up later that day to an empty bed, the delicious smell coming through the opened door. You get up and get ready to start a new day, teeth brushed, face washed, hair tamed. 

You walk out to a barley alive jeno who was at the moment paying the price of the wild party he had yesterday, hangover headache, and quit honestly his suffering is such a delight.  

On the other hand, jaemin, was standing in front of the stove, too focused on pouring the pancakes patter didn’t notice your appearance. your feet move to wards him like he was the center of the room, 

“hey” you warp your arms around his waist, catching him by surprise, his eyes crinkle behind the blooming smile.

“heey!” He turns to you and leans down pressing a warm kiss to your forehead, “sleep well?”  his fingers running through your hair.

you shake your head, “nightmares”.

He exaggerates the pout, framing your face in between his hands squishing your checks, he coos at you like you were a child “im sorry”.

Jeno who was staring at you two was disgusted, he makes a gauging sound “you two are gross.. jaemin I couldn’t sleep, nightmares, pay attention to me” he mocks you.

Thanks to binging wrapped in jaemins arms at the moment, you find the courage to roll your eyes, and stare at him with equal disgust.. “pig”the word came out without intent, but it was loud enough for both of them to hear it, making jaemin, proudly, burst into laughter while jeno taking an offense.

The legs of the chair jeno was sitting on dragged on the floor, he repeated with a raised eyebrow “pig?” Like he was giving you the chance to withdraw it, but you hold your stance.

  He walks closer, you can’t tell if he’s being serious but judging by the warm smile that was on jaemin’s face he probably is, so you don’t budge, tightening your hold around jaemin’s mid sections instead.

 when he was at an arm length away from you, “that will teach you” he attacked you with tickles, you move to take shelter behind jaemin, your laughter exploded filling the quite room.. 

But another scream cuts the joyful moment short, a horrified scream that came from outside, you froze in your spot, what could it be now?

Jaemin goes to the door and opens it to investigate, apparently the scream had came from chenle’s apartment.. there were still few people left in his house from the previous night that are running out now and some girls were crying. Jaemin closed the door looking at jeno who shrugged his shoulder, this time they look innocent.. you thought to yourself. 

The atmosphere turned grim, you sat to eat your breakfast quietly, waiting for something that you don’t know. Soon police seiners filled the streets down and chenle’s apartment was sealed off, whatever happened it must be bad. 

A knock on the door, jeno goes to get it this time.. two police officers introduce themselves “can we come in?”, “Sure” jeno opens the door wider and step back fro them to walk in, they step in their eyes scanning the room look before one of them speak “May i ask you where were you last night?” 

“We were at Chenle’s party, out new neighbor, he just moved in” jeno answers. the same man asks again, ”and what can you tell us about it? Anything interesting happened?”.

“No, it was a regular party, music, drinks, girls.. why did something happened? We heard a scream this morning” Jaemin speaks this time. 

“Yeah” the officer sighs, “a young man was found dead in one of the bathrooms this morning”.

“Found dead?” Jeno questions, 

“Killed” the other officer corrects.

The room turns silent, your heart beating fast.. was it jaemin’s doing? You look at him, you can’t tell if his shock was real or another act. 

 After the initial shock has passed, jeno asks them again “who?”, the officers look at each other and decide not to answer him, instead they ask another question.. “where were you between the hours 2:30 and 4:00 am last night?”

“I was here with sera” jaemin turns to you to confirm his alibi, you straighten your back before you speak “yeah he was here, with me”, They look at jeno satisfied with your answer waiting for his alibi.

“I was at the party, with Hacehan. We spent the whole night together with some girls” jeno tells them, 

“Can you give me his contacts?”,

“Yeah sure” jeno gives them his number. “And you miss?” They ask you, 

for a moment you have forgot that you exist.

“She was here, she didn’t come to the party” jaemin speaks for you, but why is he laying?  

 “And did anything happened at the party? Any fights?” They continue their questioning. “No.. nothing I can recall” jaemin answers and jeno nods in confirmation. 

the officer nods and asks again ”do you know a guy named lie yangynag. “Umm .. isn’t he one of chenle’s friends, I’ve met him briefly last night at the party” jeno answers. “And?” On the officers asks for him to continue, “there’s no and, it was the first time i’ve met the guy, he introduced himself and quickly left” Jeno nervously said.

“Okay gentlemen thank you for your cooperation. we are done for now, but if we have more questions we will back, have a nice day”, they turn to leave but jaemin asks them before they do “No problem happy to help, but who .. who was it?” he refers to the dead man. 

“Liu yanyang” one of the answers.

yangynag that strange guy.. You can’t help but to be suspicious of jaemin.

after they have left, you lean to him and ask him in a used voice “was it you?”, he whips his head to you “no!”.

But you don’t actually believe him, you kinda wish it was him taking revenge for you.

.

.

Later that day, the door knocks again. Jaemin goes to open it, this time it was one officer.

“Good evening sir, I am here to speak with mister na jaemin”,

“Good evening, I am jaemin what can I do for you?”.

The man hesitated before continuing, maybe he noticed you were standing couple of feet away form them and listing, “I think it’s better if you come to the station with me”.

“Why? Am I under arrest?” Jaemin asks.

you panic and run to jeno’s room,“they are taking jaemin” you panicky blurt out, jeno jumps out of his seat and comes out of his room with you following him..

“No, no sir you are not, we just want to talk to you” the officer assures jaemin.“Alright, let just change” jaemin agrees to go with him. 

You follow jaemin, “don’t go with him! What if he’s lying?” you try to persuade him, “don’t worry babygirl, nothing will happen I’ll be back for dinner” he waves off your concerns.

“What is this about?” Jeno asks him while he change his clothes. 

“I don’t know” jaemin pulls his sweater over his head and continues “but if something happens you know who to call”.

You stand by the wall, your face morphed with worry, you still don’t want him to go. He smiles when he sees the look on your face, he opens his arms for you to come and you do, your arms holding him as tight as you can, “don’t worry nothing will happen okay?” He tells you gain, you have no choice but to trust his words, you nod and loosen your hold on him to let him go. 

He walks out with the officer and closes the door behind him, you look at jeno and see the same look on his face, he was worried too.

[miraculousrainbow]

Sleeping In The Bathroom Is Better Than Home

Description:

Chat noir cannot stand being at home anymore and by chance stumbles upon Marinette wich turns into an unexpected sleepover

Hurt/comfort

Marichat (can be viewd as romantic or platonic)

Oneshot

Trigger warnings : mention of verbal abuse, mentions of neglect, discussions of bad mental health, bad mental health, insomnia, anxiety, trapping a child mention (ask to tag)

"Im done and sick of it"

He couldnt think straight, he just knew that he needed to get out as fast as he can

Plag popped out in a look of concern but before he could say anything Adrien already climbed out the window and yelled "Plagg claws out" and jumped out

His movement wasent his usual cat like swiftness

It was heavy and frantic

He was stumbling around in the dark and crashing into a wall or a random pole every once in a while but ignoring it as nothing happened and just, keeps going

He was going around blindly

With the only purpose of just, getting away

After a while of hanging about at the dark he calmed down a bit, but he was still fearful

His dad yelling still ringing in his ears and with each sound feeling like another hit

"Ignore it he insisted"

"You are here, you are safe, you are not at home anymore."

"You are safe." he whispered to himself loudly with a bit of a panic in his voice and a desperation to make these words feel true

But it was getting late he knew that soon he will need to go back home but he couldnt bring himself

He would rather sleep outside

"The only problem is that he would be an easy target for hawkmoth or criminals depending on the form"

"Or he could just stay a-"

His thought had been cut mid sentence while he was walking he realised he sees a familiar light and in the light had been basking a familiar figure

"Marinette!" He exclaimed with relief in his voice

"It was nice seeing a friend out here and a light source when everything else seems so dark and bleak and eerily quiet..."

"Chat Noir?" Marinette blinked trying to figure out where the dark ends and where the cat starts

"Its nice to see you" he said with a sheepishly smile

"Is there an akuma" Marinette eyes darted from place to place while her expression seemed so focused she wouldnt miss a fly

"Not tonight princess" he replied feeling a bit guilty he made her worry

A sigh of relief escaped the teen's mouth and her expression softened

And when she looked up to his surprise she looked like she is actually happy to see him

"So what brings you here ~Chat Noir~." she said his superhero name like you would call someone a royalty title jokingly

"Wich... was fair, but! he just hoped she knew every time he called her princess it was full of fondness"

"Oh um, just going for a walk, getting some fresh air"

"At two at night"

"I can ask you the same princess" he stumbled on his words he didnt expect that

"He havent being keeping an eye on the hour"

"He hoped he wasent missing for too long"

"But with his father absence he sometimes thinks he could of being kidnaped by hawkmoth for days and he wouldnt even notice"

"and sometimes he could of just barged into the room out of the blue"

"For ones he hoped for the first one"

Marinette unexpectedly decided to be the first one to break the silence

"Thoughts, just too many thoughts" she replied honestly and wiped her eyes in tiredness and maybe tears

Even though her answer seemed quite generic he recognised the real weight these words hold

"You?" She asked softly in sleepiness

"I just couldnt handle staying there anymore"

He blurted out choking on a bit of tears

"Her honestly just made him feel like he couldnt keep it inside anymore and that he could just share it safely and it will be okay"

"Like he didnt have to keep it down anymore and he really couldnt not like this not when he finally feels safe and the adrenaline from earlier is starting to die out and the tiredness is kicking in"

"Not next to Marinette"

"When she just comes with honestly openness and without anything to hide behind"

"She could of waited a little longer he would have come up with a joke to sweep her off her feet or at least made her laugh thats a win too"

"And just have a normal conversation"

"But she chose openness and he couldnt help, but choose it too"

He was a bit shaking he didnt notice till Marinette put a hand on him "hey, do you wanna go talk inside?"

The cat was frozen in surprise at the sudden touch

but as soon as it went is as soon as it goes

"And I know your identity needs to remain a secret for yours and the safety of your loved ones"

"So tell me just as you can and want of course" she made a serious face in the end but he couldnt ignore how cute it was

He noded thankful and followed her in

"Not surprisingly her room was much warmer than the cold outside"

They set down and Marinette asked while fiddling with her fingers "So, what happened?"

"My dad just yelled at me"

"Again" he rolled his eyes with a snort of someone who learned to turn their anger into despair and nihilistic jokes

"Its or he leaves me alone and neglects me or he yells at me and traps me"

"And in the past it used to be or he neglects me and traps me or he yells at me and traps me"

"But good luck trapping Chat Noir ha ha" he said with exhaustion and finger guns

"Unless you are hawkmoth if he would of being I bet he would have trapped me then too" another bitter laugh escaped his mouth

"What about you?"

"So you know those nights when you try to go to bed and you just lay there but you cant stop thinking and your thought are running and running and you just start shaking and you cant stop and no matter what you cant sleep and you wish so badly you can but you just cant so you stand up cause you cant take it anymore"

She blurted out as well just more in a mini frantic tangent

Instead of a frantic blurt out

"So maybe" she says with a twirl of her hand like she tries to drag the word longer and just not let the sentence end

"Im having one of these nights"

She covered her face with her hand and looked away like she is even ashamed of having a problem

"Wich is super unfair everyone has problems" he scoffed in his head

"And also one thing was made sure by this conversation she was crying earlier"

"Actually yeah" he replied looking up from his knees and surprising them both

"I do get these nights from time to time"

"Now it was his turn to look away"

"Now he is the one feeling shame in having problems"

"Honestly, he thinks it made both of them feel better knowing they are not the only ones even though he and of course Marinette! would never wish this upon each other it was still nice being in the same boat"

"Its exhausting" she exclaimed and looked like she was trying to rest her had on air and getting grumpy each time it doesnt work

Chat tapped to time on his knees to signal that she can use him as a pillow

Marinette without taking a second thought took the invite and settled down

At the moment of contact Chat Noir felt like lightening were running up his spine he just hoped he didnt move

He wasent used to other ppl contact much

And he always withdrew away quite quickly

"Its not that he didnt like others touch"

"Its just that it would always overwhelm him so much"

"And it made him feel like he needed a break but every time he was ready to come back"

"There was nobody left"

"And lets not talk about how it was before school when there was nobody to begin with"

"She looked so comfortable like it was all natural being so close to someone and just putting your head down"

"He wishes he could feel like that too"

"He hopes one day he will"

After a moment of rest and a sigh of relief Marinette asked "So, whats the plan?"

"Kinda how he would of asked his lady on battle he wondered if thats how he looks like"

"Uh, I kinda planned on staying awake outside until I will collapse of exhaustion..."

"Well, thats a horrible plan."

"In retrospect, he agreed but its not like he had any other options" he thought to himself

"The only room with a decent lock is the bathroom but I cant let you sleep in the bathroom!"

"I considered sleeping outside so this sounds much better"

"Chat!" She protested

"Its not like I have any better options" he sighed into his hand

"Okie but Im putting a clock to 5 in the morning so you will be back before anyone notices"

"But then what about you? dont you need any sleep?"

"I dont think I will fall asleep befor 5 am to be honest" she made an awkward laugh in an attempt to make it seem not as bad

"And, having company for a change even if will be a sleeping one soon is nice."

She looked up to him still resting on his lap with a soft smile that looks like it means Im really thankful you are here but you need to go to sleep now

"Marinette I-" he couldnt help but let a sigh of relief escape his mouth "I cant thank you enough"

"Hey what there are partne- pretty good friends for!"

"She started stammering. Now he was sure she was too tired for communication and needed some rest"

"So lets get ready for the sleep part in our kind of spontaneous sleepover!" she said like it was all part of just a regular late night party

He chuckled and replied with a simple sappy "yeah" and he got ready to bed

And in a long time he actually had a good sleep even though it was in the bathroom

The end <3

Update: thank you everyone for the feedback!!!

[tomdiddlyumptious]

Can u do a Tom Holland x black reader

Where there relationship has been secret for a while and reader confronts him while there with the ffh cast at a get together and they have a huge argument in front of everyone and reader starts to think he wants to keep her a secret because of what she looks like . Ending in fluff

YES. BTW IF ANYONE ELSE HAS REQUESTS THROW THEM AT ME I NEED TO MAKE IT UP TO UU GUYS🥺

Summary: huh-

Warnings: uhhhh- a dick thomas and a faking it andddd- NOW NOW NOW NANANANA NOW YÆS- jk fluff

A/n: AYO CHILL WITH THE FOLLOWS-AHHHH I LYSMMMMMMMM-

You wanted to not care, you wanted to act like your feelings weren’t hurt- but it wasn’t true, it wasn’t fair. You sigh and laid in bed with him thinking about everything you gave to him, everything you’ve done for him.....but he can’t even take you outside? What the fuck, no really. What the actual fuck.

Your blood boiled on the inside out, just looking at him clouded your mind with all these negative thoughts. You didn’t want it to happen but you couldn’t help it, and since you refused to shed a tear your head was pounding and lips slightly chapped. Hearing his moan made you jump a bit, turning your back to him as you acted sleep. “Y/n?” He whispered, turning enough to look at you and smiled, leaning over to kiss up your arm all the way to your cheek as he took his hand to rub your waist. “Y/n wake up, I wanna make you coffee” he chuckled, biting your ear before kissing it. You opened your eyes and tried best not to laugh, just something about getting caught always made you giggle.

“Hmm?” You let out when he pressed a kiss to your lips, “I wanna make you coffee” you smacked your lips and laid back down “Thomas I’m still tired” lie, you just wanted time to yourself to think about what your gonna do. “Pleaseeeee y/nnnnn!” He shook you and you groaned “fine” he smiled and bit your revealed shoulder making you squeal and try to wiggle him away leaving him laughing at you before he stood up and walked to the kitchen.

“Soooooo” he tried to ease the sudden tension sitting at the table, looking at you drinking the coffee. “Yes?” You looked up at him, placing the mug down. “Uh, I don’t know....just wanted to speak to you ya know?” “Nah I don’t” you shook your head and he furrowed his eyebrows at the mean comment, wondering what went wrong, but he knew better to bother you or else you’d go off the chain. “Zendaya wants to see you” Tom smiled, putting his hands in his lap and rubbing them together while he looked away from you. “Really?” You asked.

It was like a child and their independent, self centering father were talking....the silence loud and the father barely even caring...or at least that’s what it looked like. “Yeah, and so does Jacob, haz, Laura and tony” he cheered up, excited to see you happy. “When?” You grinned as he chuckled, “today, we have to go for lunch” he moved his chair closer to you and pressed a kiss on your forehead before holding your hand. “I love you so much, y/n” it wasn’t the first time he said that, but when he did it sent you unplesant chills as the angel and devil on your shoulders agrued.

‘If he were to love you then he would show you off’ ‘y/n no, he might be scared to’ ‘what is there to be so fücking afraid of, listen to me’ ‘stay positive! You both are gonna get there’ ‘you’ve been dating for multiple months, it’s not even fücking dating it’s like a fling at this point, just a longggg fling-‘

You cut them both out and looked at him “I-I” you choked. “Don’t worry you don’t have to say it, I already know you do” he chuckled.

‘What a cocky bitch’ ‘he just said he loves you!’ ‘He’s laughing at you because you can’t say three simple words’ ‘he’s not pressuring you into doing anything, listen to me!’ ‘You’ve been getting negative signs every single months, it’s time to fucking move on’ ‘just give him another chance! He can change!’ ‘He won’t y/n, he wont’

You didn’t know how to stick to, your angel couldn’t fight anymore because the your devil kept pointing out the larger things and storing up the pot, you chose angel this time and decided to give him one more single chance, after that it’s done. You know your worth.

You smiled up at him and put a kiss to his lips thanking him “it’s no problem princess”

After that whole shannanagin you washed the dishes and took another nap on the couch this time, you wanted to watch Disney+. Tommy woke you up and told you to get ready so you did, just something comfy like sweats and an oversized hoodie with some uggs, he wore jeans and a sweatshirt per usual. “You ready?” He asked watching you when you looked up and nodded, he smile and held his hand out for you to take and you put it there.

‘He’s using you!’ ‘He’s being nice!’

You told your conscious to shut up mentally and then poof they left, the ride was silent and playing some random songs that you couldn’t catch while he tapped his fingers on the wheel.

Once you came in the small quiet restaurant you all sat around the table saying hi to each other, tom sat next to you on the right and on the left was the boys while the rest of the girls sat across from you. Food was ordered and you all were chatting “sooo I see that you two are hanging out a whole bunch...what’s goin on?” Zendaya said. You looked at Thomas “no we aren’t together” he laughed “she’s a friend”

That hit so deep. To deep. You only nodded your head and filled your cheeks with air, Tom looked at you with a smile, his eyes happy too. “Yeah just friends!” You agree, “right” he said after, you released the air in your cheeks and bit the side of your lip. “Cool” Zendaya smiled and looked down at her plate.

Everything was normal for everyone else except you, the small people on your shoulders appearing.

‘I told youuuuu’ ‘y/n I never thought that I could agree with him’ your angel pointed to your devil ‘but I do, whatever needs to come it has to’ the devil perked up to the words, standing and walking to your ear before whispering all the things he’s done.

As you mind cakes up your eyes flare and nostrils perk and jitter, “I have to use the bathroom” you looked at Tom and he only shrugged but noticing the look in your eye he could tell somethings wrong. You stood and walked in the bathroom, your hands shook as you sat ontop of the counter, taking time to yourself to try and calm down but that’s all that you could think about. Trying to be respectful as possible.

Tom pretended to walk inside the men’s bathroom but instead came into the woman’s, seeing you stare at your hands. “Y/n?” He tried to be gentle. “What the fuck do you want, Thomas?” You looked up at him. “What-“ “get out” “tell me what’s wrong” he stepped in and the bathroom door closed by it’s self. “what’s wrong? We aren’t dating so what does that matter? Leave me alone” “I’m not leaving you a fücking lone, you need to get your act together so you can sit down with your fucking friends” he said sternly.

“What am I? Your fucking pet? Child? No the fuck I’m not!” You stood, walking over slowly. “I’ve tried my fücking best to ignore it, to suck it up, to hide it, but you fucking enrage me SO MUCH that I can’t help it!” “Shut up y/n your being to loud” “IM BEING TO LOUD? HERE ILL BE MORE FUCKING QUIETER!” You raised your voice louder.

Everyone’s eyebrows furrowed as they could hear your screams.

As you got closer he backed up more. “Y/n please-“ “what thomas? You dont wanna let everyone know what a fucking bitch you are? The fact that you LIE TO EVERYONE about our relationship”

At this point you were so blinded you didnt notice that you were infront of everyone.

“Why do you hide me away?” You genuinely asked, and suddenlyyou were crashed by a sudden rush of anxiety. “is it because i dont look like your past exes?” He was backed up against the table as you stopped right infront him, your eyes started to water as he didnt reply.

“Y/n i-“ zendaya harrison and jacob looked at tom too, it was clear what the problem was and zendaya was getting kinda mad and was waiting for an answer.

“Thomas” you begged and he had nothing, he said.... nothing.

Tears fell down his cheek as he watched you sniffle and rub your nose, grabbing your bag and running out.

Everyone watched him in silence as he leaned back into the table “excuse me” the lady gently said, tom noticed it wasnt his table so he only walked out of the store and waited outside.

He watched as you pulled out of the car but he didnt even feel like trying to make you come back, you do need to have some time to yourself.

“Fuck” he let out, wondering why he didnt say anything nor do anything. Harrison walked outside and sat next to him.

“Why?” He asked and tom looked at him. “I dont know i just felt like- i felt like my fans were gonna hurt her” “but you did” harrison pointed at tom “you didnt even give a chance and she stuck by your side for how long?” Tom told away and as he speaked he noticed how much of a dick he was......is.

You cried in the bed while you had your things out, getting ready to pack them up as you could barely breathe choking ob your sobs.

What did i do wrong? What did i do to deserve this? Should i change?

All these things running through your head and distracting yourself from putting your stuff up.

You ened up crying your ass off, crying it longer then the months that youve both been together, its all that you could think about honestly.

So when he came home you didn’t even notice your head hurt and your eyes stung, cuddling the pillow while your clothes were on the floor.

He hated seeing you like this, it made him cry and something he couldnt suck up, so when he saw you hurt and hearing your weeps it instantly hit him and made him come over and sit on the end of the bed, uncontrollable tears falling down his cheeks while he let out matching sobs.

You sat up and saw him, your eyes drying as they filled with hatred you stood and walked but tom beat you to the door, shutting it and locking it behind you.

You pointed to the door silently asking him to let you out but he shook his head refusing to. You walked up to him and tried to take his hand to pull him out the way but instead he forced his arms around your neck to hug you.

“Get off of me!” You yelled muffled. “No” he simply said, kissing your head as tears continued falling down his cheeks. “Get off- please get off!” You tried pushing him but he wouldnt budge.

“You can hit me, push me, whatever you want but im not letting you go” he gripped tighter speaking into your hair. “Fuck you” you muttered and he replied with a ‘i know’.

You both sat in silence all day and he was still hugging you but you didnt hug back until you calmed down, sobbing into his chest. “Y/n, you’re the one i want, you’re the one i need. So im begging you please... just dont leave me” he whispered starring at wall, his fingers touching your hair and trying to sooth you.

“Im scared your gonna leave me tom” you look up at him with your chin on his chest. He looker back at you “i cant even think of it, darling” he rubbed away your tears “but why-“ “i was scared” “what is there to be so afraid of?” “My fans are terrible... at least the 12 year olds” he chuckled “im scared they wont see the same beauty i see in my eyes, id rather keep you to myself then share you with this cruel world”

He reached down and kissed your forehead. “But youve been doing it for so long and-“ you sighed “i didnt feel like it was that long, you made me feel like-like you took it away. Like i could spend forever with you and it woukd seem like it was just an hour or so”

You gave him a weak smile and he returned it, reaching to meet his lips you did, the kiss salty from the shared tears but no one was complaining, you both laid in the bed and he cuddled right behind you, while you were sleep he took a picture and posted it with the caption ‘couldnt ever ask for anything better, love you y/n’

After that he shut off his phone and returned to your side and pressed a kiss on your neck before falling asleep, safe and sound.

[todobakudekukiridenkishinsosero]

The car ride that changed everything :)

 BTW THIS IS MY FIRST POV SO PLEASE TELL ME HOW I CAN MAKE IT BETTER!!!! 

(Note this is aged up so the characters in this are 18+ and this is in my pov and if you don’t like it, then don’t read it and I also added a name so if you want me to do one with just y/n then ill do one)

Main Character: Cj 

Age:18

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Pansexual (possibly gay)

Another main character: Katsuki Bakugo

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Bisexual (if not then gay)

Side characters: Kirishima, Sero, Denki and mina 

                                           .

   it’s the start of summer and the bakusquad wanted to go somewhere so they all decided where they were headed too and they wanted to invite me since im always hang with them. Btw we live together so the bakusquad lives with me until everyone finishes school(college)

*goes to your room*

Mina: hey bestie!!

Cj: ah!- oh hi mina what do you need?

Mina: well….me and the bakusquad are going on a road trip and we want you to join and I think bakugo would like it the most 

*Nudges you a bit*

Cj: eh? m-maybe …..

I’ve always had a crush on bakugo since we met at UA but i haven’t had the courage to tell him i liked him bc every person who tells him gets rejected and im afraid i’ll get rejected too.

Mina: Then it’s settled! We’re leaving this weekend since it’s Tuesday and everyone will have enough time to get ready!!

Cj: okay

Mina leaves my room and i go deep into thought about bakugo and mumbling things, making me flustered and red.

Cj: *mumbling*bakugo is...hot…

Suddenly i hear a knock at my door so i open it and to my surprise its katsuki

Cj: Kat? Oh, do you need anything???

Katsuki: just wondering if you’re going with us on the trip

Cj: oh..yeah I am! *smiles*

Katsuki: oh okay then goodnight 

Cj: Night!

Bakugo POV:

Bakugo goes back to his room and locks his door and lays in his bed and starts thinking about me. Little did i know he liked me too.

Bakugo: Damnit! Why...I want him to be mines and no one else’s..ugh! 

He goes into deep thought about how i could be his and forever <3

                                           The next day(Wednesday)

Kirishima: *yawns* babe? You up 

Denki: mm...5 more mintues kiri 

kirishima:*chuckles* yeah okay * kisses his head*

Kirishima heads to the bathroom and takes a shower and does his hair and comes out and wakes Denki and he does the same thing.

Denki: let’s eat breakfast then wake the others up 

Kirishima: yeah okay 

  Kirishima and Denki have been together since 2nd year at UA so this makes three years of being together, they go downstairs and sees me already up and dressed and eating.

Kirishima & denki: Hey Cj

Cj: oh hey guys *puts his plate in the sink*

Boys: so can you wake bakubro up while we wake the other love birds

Cj: no problem 

i laughed at their comment about Mina and sero being together for 2 years, i knock on his door feeling that it’s locked so i yelled a bit.

Cj: hey bakugo time to get up we have planes with the sqau-

Before i could finish my sentence, bakugo opened the door up

Bakugo: I know dumbass...I was putting on my shoes and other things 

Cj: oh okay then, Kiri and Denki went to go wake the love birds up 

Bakugo: okay ima go eat breakfast now

Cj: okay

Bakugo and the others ate breakfast and they drove in my truck and blasted TikTok music and bakugo vibed with some while the windows are rolled down and everyone smiling and laughing with each other. We all arel going shopping for the road trip this weekend.

Cj: Hey guys ima pull over and get some gas

Others-expect bakugo: okay

Bakugo: I’ll help you with it 

Cj: okay…(Odd he never does that)

After pumping the gas we head to the store and the girls go together and same with the guys. After everyone got what they needed me and bakugo went to the bathroom and came out and we drive back home. 

                                        The next day(Thursday)

Everyone is asleep while i  were the only one up and it was around 12 in the afternoon, so i went and took a shower, did my face routine and did my hair, and put my shoes on.

To my  surprise, after i  went downstairs i see bakugo on the couch watching tv. So i  speak.

Cj: Hey bakugo 

You said with a smile

Bakugo: hey...Cj, where are you going? 

Cj: oh well I was gonna go on a little walk then was gonna go back to the mall and walk around there-

Without missing a single beat bakugo said.

Bakugo: I’m coming with you and you have no say in this got it?

Cj: I- okay then…(is bakugo okay?? He’s being nice to me and it’s kinda cute and sweet)

Me and bakugo go outside and starts walking around the block then get in the car.

Bakugo: Hand me the keys I’m driving

Cj: okay 

I hand him the keys and my phone hooks to the car blasting loudly ^E.T by Katy Perry^ and I  turn the volume down,

Cj: I’m sorry heh I forgot to turn down the music from last night 

Bakugo: Dumbass that’s loud as hell…

 We arrive at the mall and get out and started walking around the mall.

Cj: So….

Bakugo: huh? What dumbass?

Cj: why did you come with me? It’s so..unlike you

Bakugo:(shit...) well you’re always getting lost so I came to make sure that you don’t get lost or do or even buy something stupid

Cj: oh...heh I guess so 

Bakugo: So where are we heading to first?

Cj: Um hot topic…. Then spencers then the food court 

Bakugo: okay then let’s get going dumbass 

You guys go into hot topic and I see this black skirt and red top and gets it and some other clothes, snacks and etc.

Bakugo: That’s all your getting Cj?

Cj: Yes I am bc I wanna go to spencers before the food court

Bakugo: okay then 

I pay and leave to go to spencers. Once I made it we went in.

Cj: oo this looks so cute!

I found some more clothes and looked around more while bakugo followed me around.

Bakugo: Oi dumbass what are you looking for?

Cj: nothing just looking around- (is that a sex toy??)

i go up to it and notices what it reminds me of and i back away slowly and go pay for the clothes. Bakugo looking confused until he looked as well and left with you.

Bakugo: we agree to never speak of this?

Cj: agreed.

We head down to the food court and we found the place we wanted to eat at. we ate burger king.

Cj: hey bakugo?

Bakugo: Hm?

Cj: Thanks for coming out with me! 

I said with a warm smile.

Bakugo: oh no problem 

we leave after eating and head home and we had a squad night.

                              The next day at night(Friday,9 pm)

I were warming up the car and put my bag in the trunk with the rest of the squad’s stuff. Im driving and bakugo sitting on the passager side while kirishima is on the right side, sero in the further back with mina and Denki on the left side in the backseat. I may be wondering where they’re going well i’ll find out once you guys get there.

Cj: everyone ready? Nobody left anything before we pull off?

Everyone nodded and i asked who wanted to play the music from my phone and mina wanted it. So she played (All about that bass-Megan Trainor). Then i stopped and filled up on gas then started hitting the road.

Cj: So...what should we play

Bakugo: The hell you’re talking about dumbass

Kirishima: OH! Do you mean a car ride game?

Denki: aw man I love those 

Mina and Sero:Ikr! They’re always so fun to play epslly when we have a long drive to go!

Cj: Yeah how about I spy with my little eye?

Everyone agreed and even bakugo. i turned down the music so it’s like background music and Denki starts the game.

Denki: I spy something blonde and grumpy

Kiri: Bakubro!

Mina, Sero: Bakugo!

Cj: kats…

Bakugo: damn idiot! Tf why me!?

Denki: Idk you’re the first person I see bro

 Bakugo:tch...fine my turn

You start blushing for no reason at all.

Bakugo: I spy something red 

Denki: Kirishima’s hair 

Kiri: My hair?

Mina: Cj

Sero: Kiri’s hair 

Bakugo: No and Raccoon eyes got it

Cj: hah?! 

Mina: Yes! I knew it! Girls instinct

Boys: ohhhh…

i blush harder and harder meaning my face turning redder than Kirishima’s hair. The boys continue to laugh but get Bakugo’s point bc their the only ones who know his crush on me.

Cj:(why?...why me?)

Bakugo smiles at me and i  turn to the road while letting i window down so i feel something cold against my face. 

Bakugo: Your turn pinky 

Mina: okay! I spy with my little eye something bright!

Cj: oh the sun

Kiri: denki’s hair 

Sero: the sun

Bakugo: (dumb shitty hair) the sun

Denki: My hair 

Mina: Cj got it first! So Denki and Kiri you’re wrong 

Cj: Oh okay then 

We go another few rounds before everyone wanted to listen to music and do their own thing. Three hours passed and it was ^9:08pm^ and everyone had fallen asleep and i see this resting place so you pull over and the only person who wasnt asleep was bakugo to my surprise. So i get out and goes to the bathroom and so does bakugo.

Cj: I’m surprised 

Bakugo: what do you mean extra?

Cj: You’d usually fall asleep around 8 pm so it’s kind of weird ya know

Bakugo: oh well you look tired so I wanted to drive some anyway

Cj: oh okay...that’s fine 

We sit on the hood of the truck and look up at the stars and we talked more than ever and soon enough i fell asleep so Bakugo puts me in the passager seat and got in the car and shuts it off and fell asleep as well.

                                 The next day(7 am)

i woke up to music and bakugo driving so i sit up and notice his jacket on me and i look at him. Admiring him his eyes, his calmness, his body. 

 Bakugo: You’re gonna keep staring or say something dumbass

Cj: oh sorry

Bakugo: For what??

Cj: oh I assume it made you uncomfortable

Bakugo: no not really(should I pull over on this cliff? yeah)

Bakugo pulls over and gets out and opens my door and brings me out and closing the door behind me. giving bakugo a confused look. 

Bakugo: I wanted you to see the sunrise with me…

Cj: oh well it does look lovely doesn’t it?

Bakugo: yeah it does...hey can I ask you something?

Cj: yeah okay? (I wonder whats he’s gonna ask me)

Bakugo: okay...um do you like anyone?

Cj: um...yeah actually wbu do you like someone?

Bakugo: May I ask who it is and yeah I do dumbass

Cj: oh...well its you

Bakugo:oh...OH! wait really?

Cj:yeah...its okay if you dont like me-

Without a heart beat he kissed me, we both have a slight blush look on our face

Cj:w-what?!

Bakugo: i like you too dumbass 

CJ:oh um...what does this means now?

Bakugo lets out a sign and asks

Bakugo:ugh.....cj would you like to be my boyfriend?

I say back with me smiling like crazy, blushing mess

Cj:YES!

[imma-lil-teapot]

TMNT 2003/2k3 Headcanon: Crying - (Leonardo)

Feel free to scroll past this first part if you’re not interested in my silly rambling and nonsense. I won’t mind. Promise. ;)

Okey-dokey then, with the global epidemic that is the Coronavirus well in action and most of the world stuck in lockdown (starting this Friday for us too), felt like getting the ‘ol creative juices flowing with a little headcanon-y thingy in preparation for -possibly- more fandom writings to keep myself busy during the house arrest (well... it kinda is!) and hopefully my mind off all the bad news. :( 

Also, this is totally my first one on the blog! WOOT! Please bear in mind that I’m SUPER rusty! Haven’t written in ages so there are bound to be typos and all matter of general errors scattered throughout the post. Don’t pet them! They bite!  

Anyhoo~ Despite attempting to create and share with the goal in mind to uplift spirits, I decided to start on a rather upsetting subject (PLEASE DON’T LEAVE! They end on happy notes ;) ) because, Imma just come and say it, I enjoy seeing my favourite characters shed tears (not for just any old reason -their personality plays a huge role in this- and CERTAINLY not for sadistic reasons, land sakes no! But... well, you’ll see~ ;) ) It makes me all gooey and fuzzy inside to see them display such raw emotion and I just wanna leap into the TV screen to hug and console them. I dunno why. Maybe I’m nuts like that. (Remembers Raph crying at the farm when Leo was badly injured and wishes she could just hug them all and take away the pain) Oh well, if you enjoy visualizing the same, then *High Fives*. :)

So yeah, if you read the title, you’ll know this is based on the 2003/2k3 series (my favs). Hope you all enjoy~ :D Grab tissues cause sad turts ahead! :’(

Jibber jabber stops here~

TURTLES~

LEONARDO - You are here

RAPHAEL

DONATELLO - Coming soon

MICHELANGELO - Coming soon

WARNING(S): Because of the subject, Angst and Hurt/Comfort will be present.

RATING: G (General)

WORD COUNT: Don’t have the foggiest.

ANYTHING ELSE TO ADD:

And apparently gifs too, so without further ado: (Completely unintentional but in actuality, totally intentional rhyming)...

TO THE HEADCANONS~~~~

~LEONARDO~

-- It’s no easy feat to make the leader in blue turn on the waterworks. Leo won’t cry for any old reason. It’s not because he has no emotions, far from it, but being the leader of a small ninja clan -who happen to be family as well- is no easy task in itself: he has a lot on his young shoulders and deals with many issues on a daily basis few his age ever have to.

-- It’s because of these reasons that Leo doesn’t cry often. One of the lesser likely to out of the four brothers. But when he does, it’s an emotionally distressing sight to behold. 

-- Leo tends to cry whenever those closest to him -namely his brothers, his father/master and truest friends- are severely injured or are in a dire situation. Remember his angry/moody arc? The thought of losing any of them causes him great pain and distress, especially if he were the cause of any of it, and when that happens, he can’t stop the dampness that forms around his eyes and soaks into his mask. 

-- He’s not fond of crying, especially in front of others, even though he fully comprehends its normalcy. He feels he needs to be everyone’s rock, their fortress of physical and emotional stability to turn to for strength when things get rough... So when the tears start to fall, he feels he can’t show them, can’t allow them to watch him crumble under the gripling weight of helplessness and anguish.

-- He frantically wipes at his eyes and desperately attempts not to sniffle, but it’s a hopeless battle, for his tears are already a steady stream. 

-- He’ll try to hide when possible, usually retreating to his room to allow the worst of the emotions to spill over before returning to the others... Though he may be in there a while: when Leo lets his emotions go, it can be just as powerful as his red-banded brother’s rage. 

-- He spares no time in making sure the coast is clear for the tears are already streaming by the time he reaches his futon, and there’s no stopping them now as he lets himself drop to his knees, only halfway onto the mattress. He purposefully leaves the room unlit, cloaking his form in the darkness. 

-- He sniffs a few times as he shuffles up against the wall, sitting upright against it, bringing his legs up and hugging them loosely and droops his head against a single knee pad. 

-- His voice desperately wishes to escape. To express its misery. But he won’t allow it to, often placing one hand over his face in a bid to quell the sadness and remain silent in the battle against his own inner turmoil. He refuses to let anyone see him in that state of utter sorrow and vulnerability.

-- He whimpers ever so slightly and coughs a few times as breathing becomes difficult. He knows this episode won’t be over any time soon. Fortunately, he keeps some tissues next to his bed for such rare occasions and tries not to blow too loudly. He thinks back to the last time he cried so hard... It’s been a while. It felt like a build up. 

-- Time has been forgotten as he’s lost in deep thought. By the time he slips a hand across his eyes, only the material of his mask is still slightly damp. He clears his nostrils a couple of times before considering whether he was ready to return to his family. He’d of course straighten up his bedding beforehand, and would also require a trip to the bathroom to wash his face. A true ninja leaves no evidence. 

-- Leo tries to put the horrifying images out of head before leaving his quarters. He doesn’t wish to be weighed down again and thus maybe cause his emotions to come out a second time. He knew someone would catch on that time. Instead, he holds his head up high, focusing on the there and now to carry him forward.  

BONUS EXTRA~

-- Failure is also one of his greatest foes. Leo despises it, but not in the irrational sense; he fully comprehends that in order to grow, one has to lose in order to learn and thus, succeed in turn, and while it can frustrate him when he’s unsuccessful at mastering a martial arts technique for example, he understanders it’s part of the process and that no one’s perfect. 

-- It’s when his slipups could spell casualties or death to his family and/or friends is when it weighs down on him like a boulder strapped to his shell. 

-- A really big one. 

-- And it hurts. So much so that it causes him to become despondent and often teary-eyed when no one’s looking.

-- Boi Bloo might also cry from especially sad movie scenes. He gets seriously into the story, and when the scene is just right -perfect music, perfect timing etc.- you may just catch Fearless with watery eyes. 

-- He can’t help it. After all, he’s a leader, and very caring and kind-hearted individual, so movies showing children or anyone/anything defenceless getting hurt has him not only visibly upset, but also angry at the cause. He’s a softie like that. 

-- He won’t have a meltdown, of course, but the tears are definitely there. Just don’t tease him too much; he’s easily embarrassed by it. ;) 

BONUS EXTRA EXTRA FEMALE READER OR S/O EDITION~ (Can also use an OC/FC insert if you wish, up to you)

You had figured something was up by the time you’d finished greeting everyone in the Splinterson household except for the Turtle you’d long to see most and he hadn’t made his presence yet known. 

The idea that he must’ve been practicing or meditating swiftly vanished when Mikey told you he’d been in his room in the dark for the past few hours. “The guy hardly ever naps, and even so, never this long.” He’d told you. “I dunno, (Y/N), we were about to check on ‘im when you arrived, but maybe you should be the one to. Think he’d really appreciate it.” And there was absolutely no argument from your side as you were already making your way up to the room.

You didn’t know what to expect as you neared the doorway. Could he possibly still just be sleeping? Meditating in the dark instead of his usual spot by the training area? Or... was he sick? The latter now had you concerned and you picked up your pace... Only to pause mid step when an unmistakable sound reached your ears: a sniffle.

Had it come from within his room? It was the only logical explanation as everyone else was downstairs. You were truly perturbed now as you stood outside the doorway and called out the ‘eldest’ Turtle’s name.

There was some shuffling to be heard but you were unable to tell for sure what he was doing -probably trying to neaten up his bed- “(Y/N)? Just a second, okay?” he responded in a rather awkward verging on frantic tone, and you were certain you heard another sniffle escape him. 

That, along with the way he’d replied really didn’t help to put your mind at ease. “Leo, are you alright?” Nor was the pitch blackness in which he remained concealed in.

“Yeah, just... l-looking for something.” There was some more shuffling as if to prove his point, but you were having none of it.

“Then maybe this,” you began, turning around to flick the light switch, “will help?”

“No! Wait!” But it was a split second too late for as soon the brightness illuminated the entire room, you had caught the telltale signs of an emotional meltdown in progress plastered on his face before he quickly turned away and briskly wiped an arm across his face, attempting to hide the shame... or perhaps embarrassment? 

“Leo...?” your heart and voice softened, “Hey, what’s wrong?” You automatically walked to him, closing the gap he was now trying to form. 

“Nothing,” he lied, and acknowledged it was a fruitless attempt but still couldn’t stop himself. Autopilot panic mode was enabled now. “It’s nothing.” 

Unfortunately for him, autopilot mother hen mode was activated for you as you reached with both hands to his carapace and shoulder, gently turning him to face you. “I can see that it’s something.” Your words were gentle, and you wanted nothing more than to take away his pain. “Look at me, Honey.” His body was turned but his head remained to the side. It was clear he didn’t want his obvious distress on display, even to you. “Please, Leo?” You tried again, and slowly but surely, his eyes met yours, and you felt your heart sink further.

The fabric of his mask was wet and eyes were still red with fresh tears that threatened to fall. He appeared so broken and helpless as he stared at you, and even though he uttered no words, you could practically hear him despairingly ask “Is this what you wanted? To see me at my lowest?” from his expression alone. 

Never had you witnessed the leader of this band of mutant brothers cry. At times you had wondered if he ever did, and yet here he was; the incredible pillar of strength and dignity you had come to know and adore, in tears and so dejected that you couldn’t stop your own eyes from becoming damp the more you gazed at him. “Oh, Sweety...” You whispered as you felt your soul shatter. It was too much to bear. You slowly wrapped your arms around him, one around the midsection and the other over his shoulder, and buried your face into his leathery neck, offering every ounce of comfort you could muster.

It didn’t take him long at all to sink into the embrace and return the action. Beyond the point of concerning himself with showing the pain he felt -or the wetness now soaking into your shoulder when he placed his forehead against it- he sniffed and finally allowed the tears to fall once again as fresh waves of emotion surged throughout his body.

And this time, he couldn’t keep the whimpering to himself.

“Shh~ It’s okay, it’s okay,” you soothed, lightly patting and rubbing along the scutes of his shell as he weakly sobbed, finally letting go of all the sadness that gripped him. 

You weren’t even aware of what was wrong, and you most likely wouldn’t find out til later once he calmed down, but right now, he just needed you to hold him. Hold him until the hurt was gone... And so you would. 

AND THAT’S ALL SHE WROTE!

ALL THE FEELS!! I EMBARRASS!!

OMGosh, this turned into a monster! The mother of all HCs!! :O No seriously, this wasn’t meant to be this long! I was suppose to squish all four into one itty bitty little post, but then it just grew... and grew... and GREW! Personally, I blame the Reader Bonus but I’d be damned if I didn’t enjoy writing it! ;P You guys here on Tumblr got me slightly addicted to them and have wanted to attempt some myself so... Anyhoo~ I can’t really say if I’m entirely content with the whole thing, I dunno. I feel some parts are better than others (writing style-wise) but yeah, I really need to get back into the swing of things...

Speaking of which, I DO plan on adding my two cents on the other bois as well, but judging by how this one turned out, they’ll most likely all be this length, more or less, so each Turt will get his own post so I can really jot down those details with all the freedom in the world! That being said, I can’t say when they’ll be added but hopefully soon-ish. :) Raph's next on the list!

Thank you all so much for the read and hope you enjoyed~ :D

~Drag0n Mistr3ss’ Random Fandoms*

[snowdrcps-a]

@tiltedsun sent 💘 for damian and sunny uwu

send me 💘 + A SHIP and i’ll tell you—

where they first met and how

they’ve been friends for a while !! i think we said they were childhood friends but i can’t remember gbdfjkgd they’re definitely close already long before they start dating, maybe drift apart for a little bit but still get along great once they get back together. 

how long their ‘flirting’ phase was before feelings got involved

maybe there were always some lil feelings involved uwu there was some playful back and forth flirting for a while before they decide to go for it and try something more, a little difficult to say exactly when feelings get involved since they’ve cared abt each for so long to begin with.

who fell for who first ( if applicable )

hmmm maybe damian?? I can see them having a lil crush at first or just picking up on their feelings a little quicker than sunny mightve, but he’s also a little more careful abt the kinda thing to begin with

where their first date was and what it was like

ohhh something lowkey, maybe they go on a lil nighttime picnic somewhere not too crowded, spend the day putting all the food together so they can just relax with each other :((

who asks who out and how ( with a sign? spelled out on a cake? just a simple ‘will you go out with me’? )

mm I don’t know if one of them asks the other “ first ” or anything, but maybe they have a lil talk abt feelings and stuff and decide maybe it's all worth a shot to try something more, even if it might be a lil complicated at first

who proposes first

OOOH…… maybe sunny, but he sits on the idea for a While before going through with it, and i’m not sure how good he is at keeping it hidden bc he’d be so nervous gbdfkgdf

if they keep / kept their relationship secret or let everyone know right away

WELL….. definitely kept secret for a while to have some privacy from damian’s fame, which goes on for a good part of their relationship, I think. 

where the proposal happens and how ( kiss cam at a baseball game? on a hillside surrounded by ducks? at a disney park? )

theyre a subtle couple for the most part, i dont think itd be anything elaborately public, but it’d be so sentimental for sure, like a day long kind of thing, maybe looking back to important spots in their relationship and then at the end of the night ba m

if they adopt any pets together

they woul d i can see them getting a lil dog or something once they move in together

who’s more dominant

sunny i think ?? just bc he leans more towards that side, but even then it’s not something super noticeable 

where their first kiss was and what it was like

either... when they decide to start dating…. or during their first date, just as the conversation kinda lulls to a stop and everything else kinda slows around them uwu

if they have any matching couples stuff ( mugs? sweaters? pillowcases? )

YEAH they’d have a lot of little things i think. they have those little matching necklaces which im sure they wear as often as they can, probably have some other little accessories or things around the house

how into pda they are

they don’t get to indulge in it very often at the beginning of their relationship due to keeping things under wraps, but it’s not something either of them dislike. there’s a lot of hand holding and quick kisses once they do go more public, making up for any lost time and just so much more comfortable too

who holds the umbrella when it rains

sunnyyy, he likes doing lil things for damian and it’s also just easier to have him do it

where their usual ‘date spot’ is ( if applicable )

they’re used to having pretty lowkey dates from early on and I think they might try to avoid frequent the same spots too often, really spend the most time at each other’s places

who’s more protective

on first glance, I think sunny comes off as more protective, just very quick to call out anything // anyone that might mean any ill towards damian, but damian’s also fairly protective, wanting to keep things private partly to just keep sunny from any scrutiny. 

how long it is before they sleep together ( can be as in ‘had sex’ or as in ‘shared a bed’ )

i dont think it takes too long for them to share space together, they’d spend the night with each often if damian’s home and sunny isn’t working a late shift. sleeping together…… i do kinda like the idea of it happening not long before damian’s first time leaving after they start dating, 

if they argue about anything

I don’t think they have like big arguments about it, but they likely have issues at the beginning establishing boundaries and stuff regarding things in public, though it could snowball into something bigger later on? they communicate pretty well though, i dont think they’re too scared of letting each other know how they feel or what they think, and maybe it helps that damian can kinda read how sunny feels anyway bgdfkg

who leaves more marks ( lipstick, hickeys, scratchmarks etc. )

hmm sunny kinda likes leaving marks and stuff but i think he’d be cautious of doing so anywhere visible on damian, just in case, but damian’s more than welcome to leave them wherever he wants on him <33

who steals whose clothes and how often

damian definitely steals sunny’s clothes, which sunny can’t really do with theirs bc Big gbkdfjg but maybe they like, steal some of his stuff to take back with them when they know they’re gonna be away for a while :(( 

how they cuddle ( spooning? facing each other? )

they like to face each other i think, any opportunity to keep seeing each other gdkg but like settle against the others neck or chest, very closely

what their favourite nonsexual activity is

domestic shit….. they like to indulge in just normal, mundane shit when they get the chance to have that time together 

how long they stay mad at each other

not too long… again, i think they’d be good abt communicating with each other. sunny doesn’t really hesitate to point out when something bothers him, and also doesn’t like to hold on to any resentment and definitely doesn’t want damian to be upset with him either

what their usual coffee / tea orders are

sunny loves iced coffee, usually not too sweet but also not like black. not 100% sure abt damian but sunny absolutely insists on making all and any of it for them

if they ever have any children together

mmmaybe !! sunny def isnt opposed to the idea, but i think it’d take some time to come to any sort of agreement on that, but theyd be good parents :((

if they have any special pet names for each other

mm sunny’s not very big on using pet names for other people, probably sticks to calling them dami or any other lil variation of their name, indulges in the occasional sweetheart and babe,  i think damian might be more keen on them

if they ever split up and / or get back together

hmm i don’t think they would, might take a little break maybe, but i think they’d get back together pretty quickly

what their shared living space is like ( messy? clean? what kind of decor? )

mostly neat !! like a lived in kinda messy, but definitely try to keep things together. mm they’d have a few plants around maybe, a good amount of photos, little personalized shit

what their first christmas / hanukkah / etc as a couple was like

cute, homey, fun :(( they’re really excited to spend the time together and exchange presents and stuff in this new kinda way, would probably spend the day together? sunny doesn’t usually do much for the holidays to begin with, and i think he’d be excited to start something new

what their names are in each other’s phones

mm damians saved as either ‘ dami ❤️ ’  or ‘ sweetheart 💕 ’ ‘ and i think sunny likewise would be saved in as ‘ sunny 💖 ‘or ‘ baby 💖 ‘ ??

if they have any ‘couple traditions’ ( buying a new mug for their collection every year? baking every friday evening? )

they try to make dinner together every friday night o r go out for it if they can, still always go on little date nights anyway, feel like they might get a new little matching thing like the necklaces every year or something, but on a smaller scale 

who falls asleep first and who wakes up first

mmm sunnys used to waking up early and doesn’t tend to stay up too late unless he’s working, so he probably falls asleep first and wakes up first gbkdf

who’s the big spoon / little spoon

sunny big spoon….. damian lil spoon <3

who hogs the bathroom

sunny can take Ages in the shower just bc he finds it relaxing in there, but doesnt take too long actually getting ready, damian might take more time in that aspect ??

who kills the spiders / takes them outside

bfkgdf i feel like they might both be take-outside people

[barnesandrogersfanfics]

Baby Love - Part 5

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

The car was silent as i sat staring at the scan photo, i had just come out from seeing my doctor and having everything confirmed. Chris and i had both cried when we saw the image on the screen and then we heard the heart beat!

"You okay?" Chris asked reaching out and taking hold of one of my hands.

"Yeah I'm good" i smiled giving his hand a reassuring squeeze "just taking it all in you know..... this is our baby!"

"Our perfect little bean" he grinned brigig my hand up to place a kiss on the back of my hand.

"Sure is"

"So i was thinking, we should tell people"

"What.... who?"

"Well my family for starters, anyone you wanna tell?"

"You know i dont talk to my family Chris, i not telling them anything. Aint we supposed to wait for 3 months before blabbing?"

"Says who?"

"Everyone! Theres more risk of things going wrong in the first 12 weeks"

"Well your already at 8 and the doctor said everything looks great"

"That doesn't mean things cant go wrong! Chris your family don't even know we're more than friends! We cant just drop this on them"

"Ok so we'll go visit, we'll tell them we're together now and then in a few weeks we'll tell them about the baby. Sound good?"

2 days later i was sat at the kitchen table in the Evans family home talking to Chris's mom Lisa, Chris had been constantly fussing over me causing Lisa to look at us suspiciously.

"Okay, whats going on with you two?"

"Nothing...."

"Christopher dont lie to me"

"im not!" he said quickly before laughing nervously, for an actor he sure wasnt being very convincing!

"oh my god Evans just tell her already, your not fooling anyone with that nervous laughter of yours" i rolled my eyes playfully.

"tell me what?? Whats going on?"

"Y/N's pregnant" he blurted out making me freeze all movements, i swear i stopped breathing for a second..... did he really just do that?!!

"What?? Oh my god sweetheart thats great news!" Lisa beamed getting up from her chair and wrapping her arms around me "congratulations"

"I cant believe you just said that....." i mumbled looking at Chris who finally realised i had meant for him to tell his mom we were dating not that i was pregnant!

"I didnt even know you were seeing anyone"

"See thats the thing Lisa...."

"Its mine mom" Chris spoke up, Lisa let go of me and turned to face her son looking very confused.

"You got Y/N pregnant?...."

"Yeah, we're together now. Have been for a while"

"But you never said anything....."

"We wanted to make sure it was gonna work out before telling anyone, then when i was away filming Y/N got sick"

"Thought it was flu, turns out im pregnant" i shrugged like it wasnt a big thing.

"When you were filming.... but that was months ago" Lisa looked at Chris with wide eyes, he was nodding with a smile plastered on his face.

"Im about 8 weeks along, we only got it confirmed with the doctor 2 days ago. I was convinced the test was wrong.... but here, this is your grandchild" i said taking the scan photo from my bag and handing it to her. Lisa held a hand over her mouth as her eyes filled with tears, i looked at Chris nervously.... were these good tears or was she upset that her son got me pregnant??

"Mom you okay?" Chris asked

"Yeah. Im just..... this is such good news. I always said you two should be together, i told your sisters and Scott hundreds of times that Y/N was perfect for you" she gushed "they said it would never happen, that Y/N already put up with you enough" she laughed.

"That is true" i nodded before laughing along with her.

"hey!" he whined pouting like a sulking child that just made me laugh even more.

"awww i didnt mean it, i love spending time with you"

"I dont believe you now"

"What, the fact i spend most of my time with you when your not away filming isnt proof enough huh?"

"Fair point" he laughed pulling me into his arms and kissing me on the forehead.

"you two are so cute"

"Oh mom please stop, dont make this weird"

"Im sorry, im just so happy for you both. You wait until the others hear about this! Your dad will be over the moon Chris and your sisters and Scott.... when are you going to tell them?"

"Um i dont know..... we kinda wanted to wait for the 3 months to pass before we anounced anything"

"You can tell your family babe, i just dont want it being public knowledge yet. Im not ready to deal with that stress, its not good for the baby and you know im gonna get hate from some of your fans"

"Oh sweetie im sure it wont be that bad..." Lisa started to say until i scoffed

"I got so much hate online when i first got spotted out with Chris, until it became public knowledge that i was just his best friend. Can you imagine the reaction me being pregnant will get?? The thought of it actually terrifies me"

"Maybe we can try to keep it under wraps, no one ever has to know"

"Thats crazy mom, how am i going to do that? We cant keep Y/N locked away for the next 7 months, she's not gonna be able to hide it for much longer and Im eventually going to be seen out with my kid"

"I know honey, its just times like this i wish you werent famous. I want you to be able to enjoy this time..... both of you"

"We're gonna do our best do that".

As i walked out of the bathroom wearing one of Chris's t-shirts he smiled instantly.

"What?"

"Your wearing one of my shirts again?"

"So?.... your shirts are comfy" i shrugged getting into bed beside him.

"Im not going to have any clean shirts the rate your going sweetheart"

"Maybe its part of my plan, if you don't have clean shirts then you'll have to go without"

"Oh right is that what it is?" He chuckled pulling me into his arms so that my back was to his chest.

"Maybe a little" i laughed quietly "so today went well..."

"Yeah my mom was over the moon" he agreed pressing kisses to my neck "im sorry i blurted out about the baby, i honestly thought thats what you meant"

"Its fine"

"So your not mad?"

"Of course not" i replied stroking his arm that was wrapped around my waist "now go to sleep, im exhausted" we both chuckled and kissed goodnight.

After a few moments of silence i felt Chris shifting around, he usually did this when something was on his mind.

"What is it?" I mumbled sleepily.

"Nothing, go to sleep sweetheart"

"Evans i cant sleep when you keep fidgeting, spill it.... whats on your mind?" I turned around in his arms so that i was facing him.

"You know i have that Charity Event next week?"

"Yeah..."

"Would you come with me?....not just as my best friend, i want people to know that your my girlfriend".

Baby love tags:

@jennmurawski13 @mybabyboytony

@ms-betsy-fangirl @vampgirl1997

@ajosieface @afuckingshituniverse

@chmedic @esoltis280 @southerngracela

[dekus-afro-pic]

Stop Yelling at Me!!

Bakugo x Reader

Summary

Bakugo and y/n have known eachother since they were kids. Since they were kids Bakugo would always pick and nag at Y/N and Deku for having a “better quirk” than them. One day as everyone from class 1-A socializes in the common area of their dorm Y/N has had enough of Katsuki’s shit

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“IZUKUU~” I yelled from outside of his house “C’MON WE’RE GONNA BE LATE ON THE FIRST DAY!!”. Today was our first day at Yuuei. I’ve been dreaming of this day since I was just a small bean. I always knew I was going to make it in. And not just because my family was wealthy but for actually having an useful quirk.

“IM COMING” My clumsy friend ran out of his house, staggering over his own feet. “Sorry to keep you waiting”

“No big deal. I just wanna get there early to meet our classmates. Do you think anyone from school will know us?” I exclaimed, barely holding in my excitement.

“Well..” he laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck, “Kaachan is”

I stopped dead in my tracks watching Deku slowly turn around wincing.

“You’ve got to be shitting me”

“Y/N!! LANGUAGE. Your mouth is worse than his” he said walking towards me linking our arms.

~~~~

“Why~ ugh” I groaned “He’s such an asshole”

“I know. But we’ll just ignore him” he smiled as we kept walking.

“Look Y/N it’s huge” he exclaimed “Dont you just love it”

“Yea” I smiled “DEKU WATCH OUT”

It was to late. He was already on his way to the ground. Until he started being pulled up by someone’s quirk. It was a girl with a brown bob and big brown eyes. She looks bubbly and adorable.

“That was close” she giggled “ I’m Uraraka. But you can call me Ochako”

“D-Deku-” Deku mumbled. He looked back at me as if he was saying “save me”

“Hi I’m Y/n” I intervened. Saving my shy friend “You have a nice Quirk”

“Aww thank you. What class are you two in?”

“1-A” We said in unison “Jinx. Double Jinx”

Ochako looked at us like we were weird and asked “Are you two dating?”

We looked at eachother and then back to her. We started laughing hysterically.

“No” I said trying to hold in my laughs “We’re just childhood friends” Izuku nodded his head in agreement.

“Come on we’ll be late” she squeals speed walking “maybe there’s some cute boys”

~~~~~

“MOVE SHITTY HAIR”

I knew that loud voice anywhere. And we’re not even in the classroom yet. Deku and Ochako walked in together while I tailed along.

I took a look around the classroom. There was an empty seat next to a guy with two different hair colors and a scar around his eye.

“Look at the babe” a guy with spiky red hair whistled “Hi I’m Kirishima”

“Y/N” I smiled while walking to the seat. I felt a cold stare looking at me from across the room. And I knew exactly who was giving me the favor.

“OI Y/N. WHY ARE YOU HERE?” Bakugo snarled

“Suck my dick Katsuki” I shot back while flipped him the finger.

“Always knew you had one”

I rolled my eyes as I looked away from his burning red eyes. “Bite me”

“Alright settle down students” A man in a slumber bag said. Is he really our teacher?

He crawled from out of the bag revealing his true identity.

“Oh my god” I whispered. The split haired boy looked over at me and back to the teacher “It’s Eraserhead”

“Alright. We’re going to introduce ourselves. Whoever wants to go first you can. I don’t care”

And of course the first person up was-

“I’m Katsuki Bakugo and I’m going to be-“

“Blah blah blah” I muttered. The guy next to me laughed.

Everyone else went until it was my turn. I rolled my eyes walking on to the podium.

“I’m Y/N. K bye now”

“Is that the last one? You guys took the whole period. Well” Aizawa yawned “let me show you guys to your dorms”

~~~~

Aizawa showed everyone their dorms and dormates. “There’s an uneven number of girls so Y/N you’ll share with Bakugo”

“You’ve got to be shitting me. Can I bunk with Todoroki or Midoriya?” I begged.

“I don’t feel like doing the paperwork. Just share the room” he said walking away.

“Damn. Don’t get in my wa-“ bakugo started

“Blah blah do you ever shut up” I pushed pass him to get into the room

“Hey don’t talk to me that way” he growled

I ignored him as I put my decorations on my wall

“I don’t want to see that shit when I wake up”

“Then don’t look over here dummy” I mumbled. I continue to unpack my belongings. I walked pass him, purposely hitting his side “Oops”.

His words hurt. Ever since we were kids they hurt. So many times he’s threatened to blast me with one of his explosions. A part of me wished he already did it. Another part of me wants to beat his body into a mush. Then there’s that small tiny piece of me that wants him to do unholy things to me. That part I hate about myself.

“Watch it dumbass” his royal highness snarled once again.

I made my way towards the bathroom to change into some comfort clothes. I looked at myself In the mirror, tears threatening to spill. I closed my eyes trying to keep them in.

“Don’t cry” I whispered “Dont cr-“

“ARE YOU DONE IN THERE? IF YOUR LOOKING IN THE MIRROR I CAN ALREADY TELL YOU THAT YOUR UGLY” He laughed

That did it. The tears started trickling down my face. I wiped them as fast as I could trying to gain control. Stupid idiot. I hurried and put a cold towel on my face. I took one last glance and opened the door.

“Were you cry-?” He started

“Move out of my way asshole” I made my towards the common area. Everybody was there socializing.

“Hey Y/N come join us” Kirishima smiled. He was next to Todoroki, Denki, Momo and Mina. Deku was with Ochako, a tall boy with glasses, and Tsu. They were all in comfort clothes, looking like they were having the time of their life.

I sat next to Kirishima, adding myself into the conversation.

“So Y/N” Todoroki started “What is your quirk?”

“Yea what is it?” Kiri asked.

“Well” I laughed nervously “um I cause people to have hallucinations just by looking at them. Make them have bad ones and good ones. It’s kinda stupid”

“THAT SOUNDS AWESOME!” Kirishima exclaimed “Better than turning into a rock”

“A metaphoric rock or?” I joked. Everybody laughed. I looked over at Deku. We cought eachothers eyes looking at the other. He put his finger on his nose and scrunch it. I do the same. This was our way of saying that we have eachothers back no matter what.

My train of thought was interrupted by Kirishima calling over someone. I turned back to the group and saw Bakugo walking towards us.

“There’s no seats” he snarled. He looked at everyone but me. I focused my attention to my hands.

“I’ll see you guys later” I put on a fake smile and made my way towards Deku. I sat next to him putting my head on his shoulder “I hate myself” I said into his shoulder.

“What’s wrong Y/n?” Deku asked looking, well trying to, at me.

“I have to share a room with fire breath” I said lifting my head.

“Oh no. Poor thing” Momo hugged me “That asshole is going to make you miserable”

“Already has” I released the hug looking at him. Surprisingly he was already looking at me.

“WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT ASSWIPE?” He yelled.

“STOP YELLING AT ME” I screamed. Everyone started screaming as my quirk started making them see their fears. My quirk usually works on what emotions I’m feeling. And since I’m pissed off, everyone’s seeing their worst nightmare.

“Y/N MAKE IT STOP. PLEASE” Ochako whined.

“Y/N” Izuku screamed.

Finally I stopped using my quirk. Everyone’s hyperventilating and looking at me like I was a monster. Tears started running down my face as I looked at everyone.

“I’m so sorry” I said faintly. I tried to hold myself up.

Kirishima walk towards me “Y/N”. I stepped back shaking my head. He pulled me into a hug. Trying to calm me down.

“I want to go to my dorm now” I pulled away trying to smile. “I’m sorry guys. I truly am”

It was an unison of “it’s fine” and “no need to apologize”

I closed the door to my room and threw myself on the bed. Crying my eyes out. Sobbing so loud that I didn’t even hear the door old and close.

“Um y/n” he sounded pitiful. I don’t want his pity. I don’t need it. “I’m sorry”. He sat at the edge of my bed. I can tell he was contemplating on rubbing my back. I sat up looking him dead in his eyes. Using my quirk to show him how his words affect me. “Get out of my head” he snarled.

“No. You’re going to see what the hell you’ve done”

He pushed me away but I still held focus. Until he covered my eyes. Tears threatening to spill through both of our eyes. He pulled me into a hug. Which was unsurprisingly warm.

“Why are you such an ass” I whispered, longing for an answer.

“I have to show I’m dominate”

“No you don’t. Nobody says you have to show dominance. You act like a huge asswipe.”

“I’m sorry” he said looking into your eyes. His ruby eyes were memorizing. And his caramel scent filled my nose.

“You need to apologize to Izuku as well. He just wanted to be friends. But you pushed both of us away. Treated us like shit” I stood up ready to leave but he grabbed my hand and pulled me back down.

“We’re not done talking”

[givemequeen]

you’re mine ; ringo x reader

request: Asking for a fren: Ringo Starr x reader smut, so kinda a friends to lovers kinda ploy, its at one of their (the beatles) gigs and ringo gets jealous, then DOM RINGO INITIATES. And they fuck in a toilet cubicle. I think thats it a/n: im gonna guess its teddy!ringo because of the toilet cubicle and gig also i feel like i could have done him much more dom but c’est la vie pairing: ringo x reader summary: ringo gets jealous when he sees his friend flirting with you? warnings: smuttt  year: 1962? early teddy beatles word count: 1,859 (i thought it was shorter hahah)

“You must be who Ringo keeps talking about.” said someone to your side, you turned to face them.

“Ringo talks about me?” you wondered.

“Of course he does, he’s always talking about you.” you looked at Ringo who was behind the kit on the stage and found him looking at the both of you. When you looked at him he quickly looked away. “And about how beautiful you are,” he added making you smile. “Wasn’t lying.” you blushed at his comment and thanked him.

“And you are?” you sipped on your drink and arched an eyebrow.

“Rory Storm, Ringo used to be in me band before we broke up, it is what it is.” he shrugged and smiled at him.

“So you’re the Rory then? Heard loads about, sad I never got to see you guys play, I was away,” you explained as he nodded.

“May I sit down?” he gestured the empty stool next to you.

“Yes, of course, sorry for not offering.”

“No problem, so you were saying you were away, where did you go?”

“Went to boarding school up in Scotland.”

“Ahh, still got a little bit of their accent.” he teased making you giggle and leave you drink alone. “No worries, your Liverpool accent is proudly coming back,” he reassured you.

“Thank you Rory.” you blushed and looked down. The two of you talked, and flirted, for the rest of the night before Ringo’s set was over. When he came over to you two he was fuming but you ignored it and placed your hand on his bicep calming him down. “I was just talking to Rory here.”

“Hey Ringo, amazing set.” he complimented and stuck out his hand but Ringo only shot his a death stare. Rory took it back awkwardly and looked at you. “I’ll be on my way, nice meeting you yn and I’ll see you tomorrow, 7?” Rory asked as he got off his seat and picked up his coat.

“7 will be perfect.” you smiled at him and waved back at him. Once he was gone Ringo sat in front of you.

“What the fuck?” he asked.

“Could ask you the same thing, why didn’t you shake his hand?” you snapped at him, that was very rude of him.

“Well, I’m sorry for not liking it if my mate flirts with my gir-”

“Hey Paul!” you cut off Ringo, took off your angry face and looked behind Ringo where the three guys where coming up. “And George and John.” you hugged them all and sat back down on your stool. “Want a drink? Or a seat?” you asked as you went to stand up but they all shook their heads.

“We’re find standing, thanks love,” Paul said as he winked at you, he was always like that but today Ringo was pissed and when he heard the pet name he scoffed. “Everything alright Rings?”

“Yes.” Ringo replied rather harshly. “yn and I are actually going, I’m her ride.” he stood up and motioned for you to get up.

“I’m actually fine here.” you narrowed your gaze and scoffed right back at him.

“Suit yourself, I’m going out back for a smoke, anyone wants to join?” they shook their heads politely and looked down to give you some privacy. You shook your head as he left. 

“I’m going after him.” you declared before picking up your things and kissing the boys goodbye. He had left through the backstage door, you followed him and opened the door rather harshly. Ringo was leaning against the wall with one foot pressed against it smoking a cig. When he saw you he rolled his eyes and turned away.

“What the fuck?” you asked him as you stepped up to him.

“What do you want yn? I thought you were fine in there,” he muttered. “Flirting with my mates and all...”

“Flirting with your mates?” you mocked with a little laugh. “What’s that supposed to mean?” you pushed him slightly and he put out his cigarette.

“You know what I mean, first with Rory and then with Paul.”

“Paul?” you asked in disbelief. “I get Rory but he started and he seems nice and is cute! So what if I’m going on a date with him? You two aren’t even that close anymore and you’re not in a band together. And about Paul, so what if he called me ‘love’ he does that with everyone, plus he’s with Dot so I would never go with him or he with me.”

“Sod off.”

“Sod off? No! Tell me what’s going on.” you demanded.

“I don’t want to see you with other guys!”

“So I can’t date now?” you snapped.

“No! I want you to be with me!” he snapped right back. You were a bit taken back, you couldn’t deny your feelings for Ringo. It had all started when you were younger but you wouldn’t act on it especially when you though Ringo didn’t feel the same way. But he had just admitted he wanted to be your man and you couldn’t feel but feel butterflies in your stomach and heart.

“You want to what?” you wanted to make sure you weren’t imagining it.

“I want you to be with me,” Ringo repeated way softer now, he lowered his he and looked at the floor. You couldn’t help the smile that was growing onto your face and you were about to step forward when he started talking again. “I love you yn, I’ve loved you for a long time now but I never wanted to say anything because I know you don’t feel the same way but seeing you with Rory... It made me jealous...”

You chuckled slightly and stepped forward. You cupped his face and slightly made him looked up to your face. He looked like a kicked puppy, his blue eyes weren’t as bright as usual and he was supporting a sad pout. Slowly you moved your face closer to his and let Ringo close the space between you. The kiss was like one in a movie. Everything seemed to go by in slow motion, the thumping music from the pub was silenced out as soon as your soft lips touched his and when he pulled your closer by your hip you squealed.

“I love you too Ritchie, since we were kids,” you said when you pulled away. He had his arms wrapped around you and his pout was replaced with a shit-eating grin. Ringo leaned in again to capture your lips in a kiss once more, this time hungrier. His tongue slipped into your mouth when you squeaked due to his hands on your thighs. You got the message and jumped up as you wrapped your legs around his waist.

Ringo pressed you against the wall and his hands landed on your ass slightly squeezing it. His kisses lowered, they made their way to your neck and you titled your head to the side to grant him access. With each moan, you could feel him grinning against your neck. He sucked dark marks onto your clear skin something you will have to cover up tomorrow morning. When he finally pulled back his pupils were blown wide with lust, you could almost not see the blue in his iris.

“Lets go inside.” he breathed out, you nodded quickly and dragged him inside and to the bathrooms. You shoved Ringo into a stall in the ladies and once you locked the main door you went inside with him. He pressed you against the wall once more and kissed your neck. You felt a growing sensation on your lower stomach and you needed him. Ringo moved his hips forward and you felt his erection sticking against your heat. You rocked your hips onto it for some friction. 

He slipped two fingers down your shorts and into your heat but you shook your head. Ringo worriedly removed them and looked up to you scared that he had done something wrong. You shook your head and laughed at his reaction. “Everything’s fine Ritchie, but I need you not your fingers.” you pleaded and it was his turn to chuckle.

“Whatever you say princess.” you shivered at the pet name and unbuckled his belt. You pulled down his trousers and pants and your eyes went wide at the sight of him.

“Hope it’s not too much for you, love.” he flashed you a cocky smirk and you would have hit him have you not been so desperate.

“As long as it’s not too much for you, big boy.” you cupped his balls and his knees buckled.

“Well played, yn, well played.”  Ringo took your hands and pinned them above you before pulling down your shorts and underwear. He circled your clit and held up his fingers above you. “Already so wet.” he teased making you blush. “Ready?” he asked as he took himself in his hand, you nodded nervously. “Use your words, my love.”

“‘M ready,” you confirmed. Ringo nodded and teased you with his tip.

“Is this your first time?” he asked.

“No, had a fling up in Scotland.” you shuddered as he slowly entered you.

“Good, wouldn’t want your first time in a dirty bathroom and now you’ll see how good I am,” Ringo smirked and whatever you were going to say died in your throat when he pushed himself in. You moaned and pressed yourself against his chest. “Easy there girl.” he joked when you gripped onto his shoulders but you didn’t let go. 

“You can move,” you whispered once you got used to him inside of you. He kissed your cheek and slowly slid in and out of you. With each movement, he would hit your g-spit causing you to moan but you wanted more. “F-faster!” you groaned.

“Your wish is my commanded.” he joked, his voice strained from the pleasure he was receiving. You wrapped your legs around his hips and moaned due to the newly found depth. Ringo’s moves sped up and you felt yourself nearing the end but you wanted it to last longer. You were clenching around him and he moved his hand from your ass, which held you up, to your clit and started rubbing it in a brutally fast pace.

“Ringo ‘m close.”

“I can tell.” you laughed gently at his joke, closed your eyes and blindly leaned forward to kiss him. Ringo kissed you back just as his moves got sloppier, you clenched around him once more before a wave ultimate pleasure got the better of you. You felt your toes curl and your back arch at the feeling. Not long after you came Ringo, his movements got slower and slower until you felt him cum inside of you. Your thighs felt like jelly and you were thankful Ringo was holding you up.

“Better get home so you can get your rest for your date tomorrow.” Ringo teased once you both had cleaned up.

“Yeah, I better.” you kissed his cheek and skipped away leaving him in shock. He shook his head, chuckled and followed after you, both of you more than ready for round 2. 

[eyewussjack]

the fluffiest hcs you got in stock. suffocate us. or else no more toby.

So it's either commit murder or lose my rights to a fictional character

...

Yall ready to get die?

Toby

Starting off with the king of cuddles

don't mind the tics. if you do, get the fuck out

You can squeeze this bad boy as much as you want, he can take it

He loves to sing, but won't admit it. so expect soft hums of "careless whisper" and attempted hushed singing of "death of a batchelor"

He will always be the big spoon

he doesn't care if someone's 12 times bigger than him or 12 times smaller than him, he will be the big spoon and there's nothing you can do about it

He's like a puppy, in a lot of ways

whines for attention

constantly at your side

always begging for a bite of food

loyal to the end

barks at literally nothing

overly protective

will attempt to crush you with his entire bodyweight

slobbers all over your face when covering you in kisses

can and will kill someone

Just before you wake up he will ask Eyeless to make breakfast then bring it up to you and say he made it

Seriously, play with his hair

He loves chillin in bed with a nice few piles of comics, some chill beats, and a bunch of fluffy things

My personal lil Tobster is asexual, but extremely romantic and emotional so that's why he's such a puppy

Eyeless

he is incapable of admitting he cares, because he doesn't wanna get attached and then get hurt again

Beautiful beast think he ugly

once, he spent an entire night in the bathroom, staring at himself in the mirror and insulting himself while crying a goddamn ocean

it's okay, BEN found him and bought him an ice cream after a few more hours of intense crying and much support

If you're having a hard time falling asleep, he will gladly do anything from knocking you unconscious to making dumb faces just to help you out

He enjoys a soft, teasing brush of the lips before he starts ravaging your mouth like it's the end of the damn world

He. loves. bathbombs.

the glittery ones especially

He owns a bunch of pastel sweatshirts and hoodies because Toby and Jane keep getting them for him every gift-giving holiday. Christmas, Easter, his birthday, anniversaries...

He has a sweet spot for anyone who puts on his clothing

and anyone who knows how to make terrible jokes

He will protect the heck out of everyone he loves

"Yeah, sex is great, but have you ever met Toby?"

He loves snuggling, but refuses to do it. unless he's in a really good mood or really needs it.

BEN

he loves it when others play video games with him. makes him feel wanted.

He tries to be a big spoon but he knows his place

He's a chill, "woah what" kinda stoner

but he's trying to cut back on the weed

He really loves brownies. not modified brownies. just straight up brownies.

Strong Taylor Swift stan

Every time he brings home someone new, he always thinks that they're "the one". then, the next morning, he throws them out as soon as possible, realizing that there was never a connection.

He slowly melts over long, sensual kisses. the ones where you just feel the others lips gliding against your own.

Two ferrets. Brown one named Princess Mini Mints (aka Minty, Princess, or Mini Bini), and a grey one named Navi (aka Don't fucking eat that).

On rainy days, he and Eyeless like to sit by the large, floor to ceiling window in the library, sipping hot cocoa/coffee n just... doin whatever. from smoking to making up some sick lyrics for Toby to try out

Jeff

he really likes going for casual midnight strolls. no particular intentions in mind, he just wants some fresh air and to not have blood stain his hands with its ickiness for one night.

His ideal date is going to see the musical Legally Blonde.

he would have you watch the movie, but that's only because of Reese Witherspoon.

He's a fuck up and he knows it, but everyone still loves him.

it'd be pretty hypocritical if they didn't.

He absolutely loves chewing gum and blowing bubbles. he loves it even more when someone comes up and pops it.

He never kisses back. if he does, it was only because he let his guard down, and he will feel extremely embarrassed about it.

His absolute favorite person is Slenderman. Slender is his new dad.

Smile and him can detect each other's feelings and thoughts from miles away. Jeff is sad and needs a cuddle buddy? Smile's there. Smile somehow escaped the house under everyone's radar and got stuck outside in the rain? Jeff's got the door.

and the ability to whine until Slender gives in and installs a doggy door.

He's always, always fighting back the need to apologize every single time he sees Liu or Jane. he's afraid they won't forgive him. but, in all honesty, he doesn't blame em.

Jane

she loves snuggling up with her girls and a nice cup of hot tea, laying in a pile of soft, fluffy pillows, and binge watching Riverdale or Supernatural

She adores oversized t-shirts

and Toby.

Toby is her son and she will do anything to protect him. all because the first day she arrived, she told him what happened between her and Jeff, and he kicked Jeff in the crotch.

She loves doing makeup challenges with Nina. Jeff is their resource.

mygoddoesshehaverosesleevetattoos

Long, passionate kisses followed by a bunch of duckling kisses please

EJ and her did a matching costume thing one halloween. She was an angel, he was a demon. he bought her a pair of angel wings and everything.

Toby was their adopted werewolf son.

"why can't friends adopt a 19yo psycho kid together?"

Nina

she has a goldfish named Basically.

They let her plant a lemon tree in the backyard and yeah she's a tree mother of three now. lemon, orange, and cherry (apple died :[ )

She really wants to get into photography

Her favourite thing to bake is banana bread

no-one but her, Toby, Laughing Jack and Brian will eat it. it's usually gone before anyone can get a piece since they're such suckers.

Cigarette daydreams and im closing my eyes are her favourite songs to blow smoke with BEN to

Quick pecks on the face and neck have her giggled

Loving someone is easy. falling in love with someone is not.

She sleeps in a hanging canopy bed in the corner of the room.

She doesn't have a real light. instead, she has a black light.

Around several posters. five anime ones, one OFF, and a Fairly Odd Parents one she picked up for free at a garage sale.

All I have for tonight. Maybe comeback in the morning when it's not 4am

[thechocoboos]

Could you do the chocobros (+Ardyn and Ravus) taking care of their significant other while she's on her period?

These hcs have been sitting in my google docs for a week now--but hey, they’re ready!!! I ended up with eight pages of headcanons so brace yourself lol; wrote these while i was suffering from the very thing i was writing about. what a life.

HC: The Bros + Ardyn and Ravus taking care of their SO on their period!

Noctis

Noct knew that periods existed, he swore that he did, but he just kinda… forgets.

So when he came home to see you dying on your couch, he was just… ??? “Uh, babe? You okay?”

“NO, Noct, I’m not o-fucking-kay--”

“Uh.”

It was only when he called Ignis that he figured out what was going on, with Ignis exasperatedly having to remind Noct that hey, people get periods!

It was a short phonecall, luckily

And it didn’t take Noct too long to get with the program

Softness increases to 110%

Mutual laziness increases to 70%

Caring for his SO increases to 2000%

He does his best--but he also kinda. Just. I dont wanna say it but he doesn’t think it’s that big of a deal until he sees you crying over cramps, then he realizes that periods suck and that you just need your stupid boyfriend to give you the love and support that you deserve

After that, he gets better!!!

“NoCT, can you please go get me my meds? And some water--”

“Can’t you do it yourself--” He always freezes, remembering how bad it can be, “Shit, sorry, babe--” He already started getting up, bringing out a bit of your favorite snack as an apology, “You know I’m an idiot.” He said when he handed you your meds and your fave candy bar

You know, and for whatever reason, you still loved him

He kinda has to learn what to do and what not to do just because he feels too unsure to ask anyone

Unfortunately, it was also through trial and error that he realized how sensitive you can sometimes be when your period is knockin’ at the front door

He found out through multiple crying sessions--and yes, it was usually his fault, but he was always insanely good about making it up to you with food, cuddles, and movie marathons

He’s the boyfriend who goes to the store for tampons and pads for you, sees the giant aisle of them, and while he isn’t embarrassed to be seen buying shit for his SO, he has absolutely no idea what to get and literally grabs the first shit he sees

And of course, you send him right back with a picture of the brand you actually like and a pad in his hand just so he can get it right the second time

Cue the mental image of Noctis comparing the pad in his hand to the color of pad packaging in stores

“They’re both green so it’s gotta be right… right???”

In summary: Noctis is a dumbass and can be a bit insensitive about periods simply because he’s really not around women or anyone who gets periods, but he really does try to remedy his ignorance and any mistakes he makes

Prompto

Prompto, too, has never really had much experience with girls or periods or people with periods and he just. He tries so hard--he really does

He gets you a new teddy bear every single time (at some point, you know you’re gonna have to tell him that he can’t keep buying you new bears, but it’s so cute that you don’t want him to stop)

He’s the one who gets sympathy pain

I promise, the second he catches wind that you’re on your period, he’s out the door trying to find your favorite of everything

If you send him to the store for pads, he comes back with one of everything and lots of tears in his eyes, “Babe--I didn’t know what you wanted so I just bought everything im sorry oh gods”

He’s the pitiful soul who blushes as he buys all the pads and tampons and looks like he’s gonna cry

He’s the one who pulls a cart full of sanitary products to the first register he sees and is crying as he looks in the clerk’s eyes and cries, “My SO is on their period i dont know what they like help me please”

Christ, he’s a mess but he’s your mess and you love him

He comes back with every single snack he knows you so much as look at

Cravings? He’s got your back.

Like, you mention this shit you want half heartedly and then he disappears for three hours and comes back with a weighted blanket, heating pad, and three bags of those weird chips you were craving

He’s always blushing and frantic, but he blushes the hardest when you ask him to lay with you and cuddle

Ofc he does it--he loves it, but the bold, straightforward way you ask has him blushing head to toes

He once caught himself wishing people got periods more often just so he could hold you like this more often--he accidentally said it out loud, and you only snuggled into his chest more and told him to shut up and hold you tighter

Prompto is a mess but he tries so, so hard just to make you comfortable and content

He once drove for twenty minutes to find your favorite candy bar (and he would do it again, no question)

When you cry bc emotions, he starts to tear up, too

He always says, “Babe, if you cry, I’ll start crying and then we’ll both be crying and I don't think either of us can handle that on an emotional level” and then you both cry anyways

He likes to sing to you when you guys cuddle, his voice is soft but husky in the perfect way that lulls you to sleep

If you fall asleep in his arms, he falls asleep, too

He’s the extra bf who goes above and beyond unnecessarily, merely because he doesn’t know how else to help you

Gladdy

Holy Behemoth Batman! One of these idiots is properly aware of periods!!!

And it’s this one. Bravo, Gladdy, bravo. Fans everywhere are cheering your name.

In all seriousness, he is aware and actually knows how to handle someone who is on their period

Iris used to get some pretty bad periods, and with their mom not around and their dad always busy, it was Gladio who had to help her out and actually explain them to her in the first place (he’s never gonna forget when Iris ran up to him one morning while crying and shouting about bloody underwear)

So, needless to say, he ain’t shy during that time of the month. In fact, he knows more tips and tricks than you do, simply because he was one hell of a big bro for Iris

Heating pads? Blankets? Snacks? Damn good brands of sanitary products? He’s got it all and you didn’t even have to ask, like holy shit

Back when you guys were just starting out your relationship, you had actually gotten your period once while at his place and when you told him you’d have to go home because you forgot your products, he was like, “Oh--hang on. You prefer pads or tampons???” and pulls out a giant basket with a lobster on it, labelled ‘Menstruation Crustacean’

He said that he liked to be prepared in case Iris was over

What an absolute legend of a bf. Like, after that, you knew you weren’t letting this fucker go.

He rubs your stomach if you’re having really bad cramps and doesn’t even have to be asked to go grab you some pain meds--it’s like he has a sixth sense or some shit

Really, really chill about periods as a whole like he’s not scared to go to the store for you and he gets the right products!!!

Sometimes, when you get so sore and crampy that you can’t move, he’ll carry you around in his arms and doesn’t complain once

Will change your bloody sheets and isn’t the slightest bit grossed out--doesn’t mind emptying the bathroom trashcan either

Similar to Prompto, he loves to hold you and hum to you. He won’t sing, but even his absent minded humming while he holds you to his chest under one arm and reads some random book lulls you to sleep with ease

Quite frankly, probably the best of the bros when it comes to periods

He’s not scared of them. He doesn’t care if it gets messy, he knows what to do, like. Shit. Fuckin’ winner over here.

Ignis

Ignis, much like everyone else, does not have that much experience with periods. Didn’t really have many folks with periods around and he’s never had a SO before

So you would think he’s a hot mess--but nO! He would nEvER

He googled and he googled and he googled and he asked coworkers (always respectfully ofc) and he googled some more

He has an arsenal of tips and tricks and guides and everything--but he does lack the hands on experience

He will help you and he will buy you everything you need and more--but there will always be the hesitation of someone who doesn’t really know what they’re doing

One time, Ignis tried to rub your belly to help with cramps, but he only succeeded in tickling you and embarrassingly had to admit he doesn’t really know where his hand should be

Ugh what a cutie pie

He’s patient and sweet and he does all these small things for you without even telling you, and when you do notice, you feel like your heart is just gonna burst and vomit affection everywhere

He’s still a little embarrassed and shy when you boldly demand cuddles, but he does it nonetheless (he fucking loves it though he will never admit to it)

He’s the SO who cleans up bloody sheets and quietly gets blood stains out of your clothes while you’re vomiting from cramps, but never, ever makes a big deal out of it and does it with the caring affection of a kind man in love

Bumps his pun game to 110% to try and make you laugh

Knows which subjects and what phrases and words to avoid to prevent your emotions from blowing up

Even if they do, he never takes rude words to heart and he always comforts you lovingly, giving you a warm hug and a kiss on the cheek

He keeps an eye on you

If you shift uncomfortably, he’s there with a heating pad

If you’re meds are wearing off, he already has more in hand

Sometimes, if you want to cuddle, you only have to look at him a certain way before he’s sighing and climbing into bed next to you, reminding you that if you were anyone else he wouldn’t go this far

He just dotes on you in the quietest ways possible

Ravus

Insensitive Dumbass Part 2

Yes, he knows people get periods. Does he care? No.

Not until he falls in love with you, at least.

Cramps? Can’t be that bad. Migraines? Just mere headaches. Aches and pains? Probably nothing. He dismisses each symptom right up until you come into his life

Because when you guys get together--he gets to see firsthand just how bad everything can get

Oh gods you’re crying from it all?? VOmitting??? HOW WAS HE SUPPOSED TO KNOW--

He felt like a right dick (and he should)

But he was also quick to change his tune, because the love of his life can’t suffer like this

Not while he’s around!!!

He’s quick to ask Luna what to do, and thank god at least one sibling in their family is sympathetic and not a mess and a fucking half otherwise he’d be doing things through trial and error (not that he didn’t, even with the help)

He does everything by the written list Luna had given him (she knew he wasn’t gonna remember everything), even years after you two got together (he likes to use it as a benchmark of sorts to know when he’s doing everything you need)

The first few times you had sent him to the store because you ran out of supplies, he had absolutely no idea what to get and any poor employees who tried to help him earned the most aggressive, hostile glare he could muster

He ends up calling Luna, too, because how is he supposed to call you and tell you that he doesn’t know what to get??? And have you think he’s incapable??? NO! He was gonna be the best bf and get exactly what you fucking needed or so help him--

He’s just very aggressively in love. Little bit of a dick but he changes and grows as a person into the kinda man we can all love and support and who will love and support us right back!!!

He does his best but he doesn’t want to seem incapable of being helpful

Likes to remind you when your medicine is supposed to wear out so he can show that he’s some use

Anytime he gives you a massage or rubs your back or smth, he’s always giving you nervous, uncertain glances just to make sure you’re content or that he’s helping

Always giving you nervous glances just to check that you’re okay (he really loves you, he’s just not sure how to show it)

Lots of hugs and kisses but he’s embarrassed about all the skinship when you want cuddles (don’t get him wrong, he really, really loves it; he’s just… not sure what to do with all these feelings)

He learns how to be a supportive, wonderful SO when you’re on your period and maybe one day he might actually remember your favorite brand (but don’t get your hopes up too much at that)

Ardyn

Back in Ardyn’s day, periods weren’t exactly talked about, so the first few times you mentioned them, he was absolutely flabbergasted that you would blatantly talk about something that was considered so private

If he hadn’t been a healer, he wouldn’t have known near as much about them as he did

But even as a healer, periods were still something considered a woman’s subject and were usually left for women healers and mothers to handle so he could rarely do much

But then--Ardyn had to get pretty fuckin’ used to periods because you were pretty much out of commission when your “aunt irma” came to visit

First couple times you got your period while with Ardyn, they weren’t so bad, but then they went right back to their normal symptoms

When Ardyn came home to see you curled up in a ball, clutching your abdomen and trying to just keep your eyes shut to block out the light, he had thought you were terribly, terribly sick

“Darling--what’s wrong? What happened--” He was genuinely concerned and worried, his brow furrowed and mouth drawn in a worried frown. He hadn’t realized that your periods were so debilitating, so to see you like this, he had thought something even worse had happened

You only managed a groan when you tried to talk, and that only made him rush over even more, trying to lift your arms to see where you were injured, “Darling, please--”

“‘M fine,” you tried to say, “It’s just--fuck,” You hissed as a particularly bad cramp came your way, “--fine, jus’, that time of the month.” You wheezed, laying your head back down on your pillow

And that was when Ardyn realized just how terrible the symptoms could be

He was a worried man. Absurdly worried actually, and sometimes it made you want to laugh if everything didn’t hurt so badly

Ardyn was the kind of man to do absolutely anything and everything for his love, so that’s what he did

You never had to leave the bed for anything unless you really wanted to

Ardyn would deliver your pain meds on the clock, always accompanied by the most ridiculously jeweled goblet he could find (he was always one to be amusingly over the top and treat you like a queen, but his dramatics always cheered you up)

He was usually by your side unless you requested some alone time, and then he would respectfully kiss your forehead, say “Of course, darling. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to call--I am always at your disposal,” and close the door quietly as he left

Otherwise, he would be laying in bed with you, one arm wrapped around your shoulder and the other holding some old book or resting across his stomach as he took a nap beside you

He would give you massages wherever you ached and he would provide herbal remedies from back in his day that were pretty good at relieving aches and pains

Ardyn’s innuendos and teasings would go on the back burner during this time--unless you instigated it

If you didn’t, he might tease you here and there, but always the tiniest, most light hearted things and it was always said in the softest teasing tones

All your feelings are valid to him, hormonal or otherwise, and he will listen to every word you say as though they were your last

Yes, you were usually treated like royalty by him, but it somehow increased exponentially when that time of the month arrived

[puckinghell]

Liquid Courage | Tyler Seguin

Requested: Ask and you shall receive :-) Words: 2570 Note: This is kinda a part two to A Drunk Tongue, but could be read as a stand alone. 

You stand in the middle of Tyler’s living room, which is filled to the brim with people. The music is loud, as is the sound of people chattering, and alcohol is flowing. It’s a pretty regular occurrence, that Tyler’s house looks like this.

And yet, something is wrong.

It’s not that you’re seemingly the only person who’s drinking water. That is a regular occurrence at Tyler’s parties, too. He always insists on you coming, and you do, because that’s what best friends are for, but you’re not a big party person and this time around, you can still remember the taste of tequila in your mouth from last week. Your roommate’s birthday celebration got a bit out of hand, and you ended up on Tyler’s couch, although you had no memory of how exactly you got there.

No, your feeling of doom has more to do with the host. Your eyes find Tyler, standing at his kitchen island, a glass of whiskey in hand. Someone whose name you don’t know is talking to him, but he’s barely responding, and you’re pretty sure he’s not hearing a word of what his conversation partner is saying.

Sometimes you worry about him. You know he throws parties often because the house is awfully big for one person; it’s the same reason that he invites you over for dinner multiple times a week - although your cooking ability, and his lack thereof, might have something to do with that as well - but he’s never looked so alone during one.

It’s something about the hard set of his jaw, the dark circles around his eyes, the way his fingers are clenching the glass of liquor a bit too tight. You’re not able to put your finger on it exactly, not able to pinpoint it to a specific feature, but you feel it with every fiber of your being.

Something is bothering your best friend, and he’s dealing with it on his own.

You put your glass of water on the side table next to you and start making your way over to him. You almost trip over Cash, who looks at you with tired eyes. The house might be too big for just Tyler and his dogs, but his dogs certainly think it’s too small for parties of this size.

“Hey,” you mutter, resting your hand on his back as you maneuver your way to his side. He looks at you, recognizes you, and his face lights up.

“Y/N!” he says, and the slur in his voice tells you he’s more drunk than you thought he was. Tyler handles his liquor a lot better than you, and you usually don’t really notice when he’s been drinking. Sometimes he gets a bit more giggly or a bit louder, but he never slurs his words and he’s always steady on his feet.

Not this time.

“You alright?” you hum. His change in demeanor is surprising you, the crinkles of laughter around his eyes amusing.

“Now I am,” he slurs, and he wraps his arm around your shoulders. “I lost you.” He’s pouting, and it’s cute, but you refuse to think about that right now. You have to remember that you’re a woman on a mission, and your irrationally large crush on your best friend has to wait until you’ve solved the mystery.

“You looked a bit lonely there,” you needle, and he frowns.

“Well, I couldn’t find you.” He says it as if it explains everything, and you curse your fluttering heart.

“I can’t hang around you all night,” you tease. “None of the pretty girls that are here would dare to approach you if I just clung to your side.”

His face falls and you don’t know why, don’t realize what you said wrong. Surely he was aware of all the pretty girls that are currently walking around his house.

“You’d tell me, if there was something going on with you, right?” you push, and his face softens. Then, he leans forward and presses a kiss to your forehead.

“Sure, baby.” It’s not a pet name he uses for you often, and you feel your cheeks flush red. His arm falls away from your shoulder as one of his teammates approaches him and you take the opportunity to slip away from him, and make your way to the bathroom.

You know he’s not telling you the truth and it bothers you more than you’d like to admit. You’re at least 90% sure he’s lonely. He has his dogs, and his teammates, and you, but his family lives far away and he’s not been in a serious relationship in years. He’s getting older too, and although he hasn’t mentioned a family of his own, you see the way he looks at his teammates’ kids, at kids in the stands even, and you know he’s ready for something more serious.

As a best friend, maybe you should be a better wing woman. Maybe you should be setting him up on blind dates with your hot and available friends. It’s just that the thought of him with someone, anyone who’s not you, makes you feel dizzy with nausea.

You use the bathroom and wash your hands. When you throw open the door of the bathroom and walk back out into the hallway, you’re met with something solid and warm, and two strong hands grab onto you and pull. Tyler stumbles back, his back hitting the wall, as he pulls you with him.

“Wow,” he breathes. “I’m a bit wobbly.”

You giggle. “You mean drunk?”

He doesn’t answer, and that’s when you notice that he’s close enough for you to feel his warm breath against your skin. You step back, his hands drop, his smile disappears.

“Ty, do you think I should be setting you up on blind dates?” You blurt it out before thinking it through, and you can tell it was too sudden an outburst from the confusion that washes over his face at your words.

“You, I, what?” he stammers. “Blind dates? God no.”

You cross your arms, your stubbornness shining through. “Why not? Don’t you want a girlfriend?”

He seems to think about this, as he leans back against the wall more comfortably. The silence is getting tense, and then he finally speaks. “I want a girlfriend. But I want something very specific.”

You hadn’t expected that. Your heart sinks; whatever he wants, you’re pretty sure you could never keep up to his standards. On one hand, you don’t want to hear him say it, but on the other hand, maybe hearing it from his mouth will finally give you an opportunity to move on.

“What is it that you’re looking for, Ty?”

He stares at you, his golden brown eyes searching your face, and then he pulls his bottom lips between his teeth and you feel like you’re going to faint. Maybe it’s the atmosphere, the noise of people in the background, the sound of music behind thick walls, maybe it’s how close he’s standing or the fact that the suit he’s wearing is tight in all the right places, but maybe it’s just that it’s Tyler and you’re pretty sure there’s never been anyone who means as much to you as he has.

“Y/N,” he says then, softly, “you know when I picked you up last week, and you were drunk out of your mind?”

It’s not a memory you’re proud of, and you feel your cheeks heat up as you nod.

“You told me that a drunk tongue never lies.”

“Okay?” You don’t get where he’s going with this, but as he reaches out to place his hand on your hip, fingertips featherlight against the fabric of your jeans, you decide not to question his drunken train of thought.

“I need you to remember that I’m drunk right now,” he mumbles, and then suddenly he’s leaning in and your heart is beating out of your chest. He stops right before his nose touches yours, and his breath is hot against your lips, and your eyes nearly flutter shut without your permission, but then you look up in his warm brown eyes and all you see in them is truth.

“Why?” you ask, whisper against his mouth, and he smiles.

“I’m looking for you.” He closes the gap, his lips soft against yours at first, hesitating, but when he realizes you’re not pulling away, his grip on your hips tightens and his tongue sweeps across your bottom lip. You let him deepen the kiss, allow your hands to travel up to his neck, your fingers curling in his hair.

He pulls away slightly, only just enough to disconnect you lips, as you struggle for air.

“Ty…”

He doesn’t let you finish your sentence, instead kisses you again, passionate from the start this time. You barely notice that he’s moving you towards his bedroom, surprisingly steady on his feet as he kicks the door shut behind him and pushes you towards his bed without breaking the kiss.

You fall back onto the covers and he follows right away, his body pressing yours into the mattress, and when he starts pressing kisses against your jaw, you come back down to earth just long enough to realize what’s happening.

Tyler’s drunk, and probably lonely, but you have no excuse. Well, none other than the fact that you’ve been in love with him for like a year, but no excuse you’d actually be willing to tell him when morning comes and he realizes he made a mistake.

“Ty…” you bring out. “Tyler, stop.”

He freezes instantly, clambers away from you so fast it’s like he’s been bitten by something. His hair is starting to curl at the back of his neck and the top buttons of his dress shirt are unbuttoned - you can’t remember you doing that, but you must’ve - and he looks so handsome that every fiber of your being is screaming at you to just do it, just go for it, deal with the consequences later.

But this is your best friend and you can’t lose him over one night. Even if that one night would most likely be the closest to heaven you’ll ever get.

“You don’t want this?” he asks, his voice tight, and you notice the hurt in his eyes. It nearly brings tears to yours.

You reach out and take his hands in yours, and you see the tension leave his shoulders. “I do,” you whisper, “but you’re drunk, and when you’re sober, you might regret this. I don’t think I can deal with that, Ty.”

He shakes his head feverishly, crawls back towards you and moves either leg on one side of you as he cups your face in his hands.

“Look at me,” he says sternly, and you do. “I want this, I want you. I’ve wanted this for a long time.”

“But…”

“Y/N,” he interrupts, and you let him, because you’re not even really sure what you were going to say. “I love you. I was sober yesterday and I loved you. I’m drunk now, and I love you, and I’ll be sober tomorrow, and I’ll still love you.”

His words are so honest, so forceful with truth, that you can literally feel your defenses crumbling.

“Let me show you,” he mumbles, and he kisses you again. You don’t stop him this time. Instead, you let him show you.

You wake to the sun on your face and for a few seconds, you’re confused about your surroundings. That’s when you notice a hump of brown dog against your legs and you realize you’re in Tyler’s room.

And that’s when the rest of the night comes back to you. You blush at the memories, remember Tyler’s skin against yours, his voice in your ear, his lips against your neck; it’s almost like he’s right there again.

Except, he’s not.

“Where is he, Marsh?” you whisper to the dog, who doesn’t even move an eyelid to acknowledge your question. You can feel dread starting to take over your stomach.

You were right. He did regret it. And he ran.

You step out of the bed then, ready to get dressed and run away from confrontation, ready to take your broken heart and lick your wounds in the peace of your own home. You find your jeans, but are somehow unable to find your shirt, so you take one of Tyler’s.

If he can stand the thought of ever facing you again, you’ll bring it back sometime.

Marshall jumps off the bed now, scratching at the bedroom door. When you open it, the Labrador darts down the stairs, where two more Labradors stand, excitedly wagging their tails. You tiptoe down the stairs and quickly pet the dogs.

It’s a mess downstairs, empty glasses scattered around the room, even one lonely shoe in front of the couch. The owner of the shoe, at least, has found his way home.

That’s when you smell burning.

Curiously, you make your way to the kitchen.

“Hey baby.” The voice is surprisingly light and Tyler looks chipper and not hungover at all - which is just unfair, considering your state last week - as he stands at the stove, wearing sweatpants that hang dangerously low on his hips and a white shirt, his curly hair a mess. He’s holding a pan, waving at the dark grey smoke that’s hovering above it with his hand.

“What did you do?” you ask warily, and he chuckles.

“Tried to cook you breakfast. Forgot I can’t cook to save my life.”

Cook you breakfast?

Your mind is working in overdrive, and that’s when he frowns.

“You look like you just saw a ghost. You okay?”

He’s acting so normal, like last night never even happened. You knew he was drunk, but surely, he wasn’t that drunk? Surely, he didn’t…forget?

“Do you remember?” It comes out as a high squeak, your voice shaky, and his eyes widen. He throws the pan in the sink as if it’s not smoking like a chimney, and stands before you within two big steps.

His eyes are blazing as he looks at you, his voice forceful as he speaks. “Of course.”

Your cheeks must be the color of actual tomatoes by now, but you can’t back down, you need to know, need to know if yesterday was the best or the worst decision of your life.

“Do you regret it?” You hold your breath as you finish your sentence.

He doesn’t respond right away. “Do you?” he asks then, tentatively.

You shake your head. You don’t. You can’t. Not even if it ruined the best friendship you ever had. Last night was everything.

 And that’s when a smile breaks out onto his face, a smile so bright it could light up even the darkest of nights.

“Me neither,” he hums, and then his arms are circled around your waist. “I was right,” he states, and it’s your turn to frown.

“Right about what?”

He grins. “I told you that I’d be sober, but I’d still love you.” His forehead comes to rest against yours. “I was right. Still love you.”

You let your eyes fall shut. “You said, yesterday, that you wanted this for a long time…”

“Been waiting on you.” One of his hands travels to the hem of your shirt - his shirt, really -, slips under there, rough fingers against warm skin. “I guess I just needed a little bit of courage to tell you.”

“A bit of liquid courage?”

He laughs. “Exactly.” Then he kisses you again. When you pull away, you smile at him.

“Hey, Ty?”

“Yeah?”

“I love you too.”

[tellmesomethinggg]

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linking this here bc it was technically a journal? i just don’t want it on my notes anymore and if i ever (likely not to) want to re-read for whatever reason. please note that i knew people would read this so things are censored and are the basic version. also there was a switch at one point from **** to chris because i didn’t want things to be read

(for later when i got time lmao)

Matt is a piece of shit that just wants to fuck -Chloe

well fuck

here goes nothing

the plan: don’t get drunk bc i got shit to do early next morning and ill tell him tomorrow when i do get drunk. spoiler alert that didn’t work

Gaby (coles gf) came too btw

so i had a smirnoff ice and said no more than two shots after so id be buzzed but not fully drunk (i ended up having three and was very much drunk)

me jon and gaby we’re talking about guys and i mentioned something about liking a guy or some shit and gaby looks at matt and then me and confirms it with me. then she tells me that apparently when she met me and a few other friends at the beach last quarter, that she predicted the two of us would end up together and told cole this. im like wtf how and she claims she’s psychic lol

later, Matt and i are on the sack and he looks at me and goes do you like me and im thinking well fuck so i say yes and he’s like well shit sorry but (and then i forgot exactly what he said) something along the lines of it’s not mutual or it’s not the right timing (i forgot okay) and then he gets up after a bit to go to the bathroom (I’m pretty sure cole went out too) and then me gaby and Jon have a chisme session and they think that he does like me but whatever

so the guys come back and at this point i really need to pee again so matt offers to take me and we start talking and he’s all, oh im sorry if i led you on and shit and im like it’s alright ill get over it, it just might be a bit awkward for me for a bit. but then on our way back from the bathroom he asks me , do you wanna at least kiss your crush at least one time and im like uhh yeah so he kisses me and then we start talking but i forgot about what and im kinda dizzy so he says, oh let’s sit on the couches for a bit before we go back, so we do and somehow we kiss again and then start making out

and at this point im like bitch there’s no way you don’t like me like why would you do that if you didn’t

so we finally go back and it’s been some time so the rest of em are obviously curious

matt goes with cole to the bathroom again and the three of us have a chisme session otra vez and they’re like yeah he fucking likes you he’s prob just scared bc of his last relationship

cole comes back in and basically backs up their side based on his convo he just had with matt

and so it’s decided that we’ll both sleep on the sack, Jon sleeps on his bed and the other two together in coles bed

he comes back and we all “go to sleep” but I push for him to hold me like he usually does whenever we sleep together and around like 2,3 am we both start making out again and just like uhhhh

also we’re both very much drunk but of course i tend to remember things whenever ive gotten drunk, however, he did not and so now we gotta talk and figure shit out and go from there

also im not telling Emilou or Hanna yet until we figure things out so

yeah

fuck

alrighty, so after last night, ive decided to do absolutely nothing about it and decided to just let things play out the way things do. i don’t wanna say something and ruin our friendship that we have bc i trust him a lot and like hanging out with him, so, i guess the end of this note for now, unless the situation changes anytime soon

Can Tim see what I write on this?     -Chloe

Yes -Janet

Hi Tim!

-Chloe

Tim pls respond.

-Chloe

Hi Chloe! Sorry I have been busy at home LOL

He responded I’m so happy!

-Chloe

FYI im just going to add things at the top of the note so that its easiwr to see stuff when i add it bc then otherwise youd have to scroll a ton

and I’m dating shit so i know when I wrote stuff and my memory and yeahhh

FEB 15 1 pm

chillin in alp so lets get this chisme

alrighty so last night i stayed the night in pratts but it wasnt just me so calmate, it was me and jon bc long story short i was too lazy/dizzy to get up and jons roommate had her bf over. basically we both shared the bed, not a lot of physical contact but whateva

brb

anyways, there was also one point where he was watching a movie from his childhood and idk what tf it was but he was shocked that i havent seen those movies, so apparently now im gonna watch them so i told him for payback we gotta watch disney movies lmao

oh also! i fucking got back to my room and took a shower to get ready for class, and when hanna gets back from class shes all like oh you slept in HiS rOoM huh and i was like uhhh yeah and told her the truth like i was too lazy and dizzy to get up and then she didnt really say anything but uhhhh yikes

and then i mentioned this to emilou later when we were walking to class and shes like yeah idk why she did that that was weird and i was thinking like thank God she doesnt think the same as hanna bc shes also slept in his room on the bean bag a few times

FEB 14 2pm

heyyy its valentines day and guess whos still single and workinggg

so uhhh last night, around 1, both me and pratt finished our shit (hw and studying) and im wide awake so im like hey, brooklyn 99? (because i got him into the show and i love rewatching the show bc its sooo good) and hes down so we start watching in his room. were both on his bed but were sitting (for the tie being) and eventually i decide to lay down and use one of his pillows but its the flat pillow so i attempt to steal his other one, which he protests and we lowkey wrestle over it and eventually i fail ugh and i fall over in frustration and land my head on his knee and then just quit and stay there, but get this, he just deals with it and lays on top of me, like his head is on my side. granted we both also have pillows so like his pillow is in between me and him and same for me but like ughhh

and eventually i fall asleep for like an episode (?) and wake up right before 3 am, and then decide hey sleep sounds important bc i have an 8 am and so does he, so i sit up but im too lazy to get up right away so i sit and go through twitter and shit so chris just lays down with his head on my leg and i set my arm down on his chest and he falls asleep for a few minutes and then i finish going through my social media and every part of me doesnt wanna move, but im also in a position that would be uncomfortable to fall asleep in so i wake him up and then go back to my room

oh and the other thing i forgot was that for a good couple hours we were texting and joking around and yeahhh

i feel like im reading a lot into what happens but at the same time, like i doubt id be this comfortable doing shit with guys like this and idk about him, but like sometimes i wonder you know?

also, saturday night, as far as i know, its just me and him going to the basketball game bc idk who else is going (eye emoji insert here bc im on my computer lmao) so we'll see what happens

FEB 10 11am

okay soooo last night,

the plan was to get buzzed, just me and matt and watch Brooklyn 9-9 but then Anthony and emilou joined us so never mind. after a bit, Anthony leaves so he can answer a phone call and pratt offers me shot #1 and not emilou (she’s laying on the bean bag, I’m on his roommates bed chillin behind her so she can’t see what’s up)

we take two and im slightly buzzed but i think “hey lets see how much we can take before she notices” and he’s down so uhhh let’s get this

later we have to include Anthony and he’s down to see how much we can take and he just lets us continue, i get to 4 shots and he finishes the bottle so i can’t have a 5th

brb im gonna go eat with him

okay im back now...

anyways were both pretty out of it, emilou still hasnt noticed and anthony finds this all funny i assume and so do i , and eventually she finds out and then the two of them leave i guess around 2 am and the two of us are both on the bean bag and were both tired and drunk and drunk me like petting his hair and apparently holding his hand and well yeah i kinda hate drunk me bc if that wasnt obvious enough lmao :/

continuin, we basically end up cuddled together most of the night until we both kind of sober up hella early in the morning and kind of separate a bit

and so in the morning guess who brought it uppp and i at least have an excuse that i was drunk and not thinking and just kinda doing whatever drunk me wanted to do (but omggg his hair is so fucking nice to play with omg) anyways imma just die real quick bc idk what happens now

also since no one else was in the room literally no one else knows about this and i think were keeping it that way bc lets be honest if anyone found out about that i think id be screwed for secret keeping and then well yeah

FEB 8 1AM

i remembered:

sunday 2-3

i forgot this happened but before I ended up in chris’s room i was chillin upstairs watching tv and then he came out on the phone with some one and long story short he said something on the phone to his friend along the lines of “you’re gonna have me in your life for a long time” and when he was saying that i was looking at him bc soy chismosa and i was curious and he winked at me and I died

Monday 2-4

so the other thing that happened was I had lunch/dinner with him before my writing class and no recuerdo que decimos, but uhhhh yeah

i like hanging out with him

also, just got back from his room and am more convinced that he may not like me but actually just sees me as a friend but at the same time maybe he does but IDK

i hate feelings and it’d be so much easier if i didn’t have them sometimes lmaooo

FEB 7 5-7 PM

so im currently in the room rn so im gonna try to make this as chronological as possible

saturday 2-2

alrighty so mind you this is the day ive volunteered with ship and have spent the whole day there, (i dont remember why i thought this was relevant :/)

so saturday night, i go to work in his room around 8 (?) so i can work on my essay and finish my shit bc he has a bean bag thats hella comfy to work on

andd so later on, jocelyn comes in to watch anime with him and then after i finish we all decide to watch gabriel iglesias and ended up squishing together on the bean bag with me in the middle of the two of them

and so were all chillin there, laughing whatever and at one point chris fucking pratt puts his head on my shoulder for a little bit and i dIeDddd

and eventually i fall asleep when we start watching emperors new groove and mind you im fucking next to chris pratt like uhhhh my GOD

so i wake up once the movies over and then go to the bathroom and come back and by then he has taken over the whole bean bag and im sad that i cant just get back and go back to sleep so i go back to my room

(hanna doesnt know what time i get back i think and im pretty sure it was around4 am) (emilous also not here bc she went home for the weekend)

sunday 2-3

so i decide hey i was productive yesterday and decide to return to his room to work on shit and try to get as much done before work in theevening

i finish around 1/2? and then i tell him im bored and i wanna do something before work but idk what so he says lets go to the rec room and its just the two of us and its chillin and he puts me on his story playing pool lmao

and then i go to work :(

but then THEN later after work i go for a run and end up back in his room and theres a couple other people there and so were all chilling (mind you this is around midnight)

and somehow i end up falling asleep on the bean bag next to this girl jon from my hall and (this is a secret in a secret) but i hear her get up at one point and then chris pratt then joins me and during the night im tossing and turning and leaning on him a bit (ughhhh i died a shit ton)

monday 2-4

so in the morning around 720 or so i wake up pay dumb and am like oh whend you get here and he explains and then hes like yeah i dont really know the girl who slept in my bed (one of jons friends) and i figured since im more comfortable with you id just move here (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! fuck me upppp) [please note that when i say fuck me up i dont mean that type of fuck]

alrighty thats what i remember that i havent told you, and then the other bit from the screen record was tuesday and now its thursday and here i am in guess whos room again

possibly staying the night lmao

but jons also here so its not like im staying the night staying the night

[valdczz]

* alexa demie. she/her. cisfemale. ╱ i am pretty sure i saw celina valdez at manon’s party that night. the twenty-one year old is in their third year at west bridge studyingmass communications. i hear they were at manon’s party because she never misses a party. i wonder if they got the same restricted call as us. will they comply? + getting high between classes, disappearing before things get too complicated, eyes that invite trouble.

heyyyyyyy there, y’all ! my name’s claire, and i’m the bitch who’s always late to the party. but, HEY, at least i made it. ¯\_( ᵔ︠ ͜ʖ ︡ᵔ)_/¯ i’m 20, go by she/her, and i live in the est timezone. i don’t sleep tho, so i’ll be around late into the night tbh. i haven’t been in a rp group in a while, but once i heard that pinky was reopening… BOI I FUCKIN RAN !! i’m posting late as hell because my teachers are tryna KILL ME WITH ALL THIS DAMN HOMEWORK FFSBVHB!!!! but anyway hehe, lemme tell you about celina aka hell on heels but my mf baby.

just some stuff ( tw. mentions of drug & alcohol use )

so let’s just right into it. celina's that girl from school that you’d hear about before you meet. she’s wildt. absolutely nuts. she luvs to do bad shit, and that’s her brand. a total party girl with an attitude, and she’s never a missed a party while at west bridge. 

the funny thing tho is that she’s from a family that wants to keep a particular image, one that’s especially family friendly. she’s the heiress to a toy manufacturing company, but she absolutely has no intentions of taking on the business. she’d rather just spend their money and head on out. however, her parents had other plans for her. they were tired of her behavior, so they gave her an ultimatum  — “get a degree and show us that you can get your shit together, or you can kiss your trust fund goodbye.” she’d scoff at this and say it was unfair, but her parents meant business. so, she packed her backs and ended up at west bridge. 

at first, she’d think that west bridge was too small and too boring, but it didn’t take her long to find her first college party. the cycle was continuous — spend the whole night out, go to class the next day hungover, do the bare minimum to stay afloat, and then repeat. she wasn’t planning on letting her parents ruin her 20′s, so she’d keep up a lie that she was doing well and spending most of her time in her room while actually getting cross faded with some randos in the library bathrooms.

she’s majoring in mass communications with a specialization in advertising. she’s not really interested in it, but she’s doing it nonetheless. she figures it’s too late to switch to something else, and she’s just ready to get the fuck out of school.

when it comes to manon, she viewed her mostly as a rival. people loved manon, worked to be her friend, and she had so many people at her side. whenever celina saw manon, she saw someone who she wanted to be. the rich girl who ran the school. the center of attention, so when she had turned up dead, she wasn’t sure how she felt about it. in her head, sure, it was bad, but manon out of the way, celina could take her place... omg celina is fucked up ... 

one thing is for sure, her parents COULD NOT find out about what happened at the party, and they especially couldn’t find out that she was there or involved. she doesn’t care what it takes. she’ll do anything to keep them from finding out. 

the type of person she is

ok so if anyone remembers jade from the last time pinkyswear was open, celina is basically the complete opposite of that. she’s got a nasty attitude and a taste for chasing fun, whatever she deems that to be. she’s not one to hold her tongue. it can get her into trouble. about as much trouble as her impulsive actions get her in. 

she wants people around her. she wants people to like her. there’s nothing more she wants than for people to be see her as the center of the room. she wants all eyes on her. does that make her self-centered? was it caused by her being the last born in a family of 6 and struggling to stand out in positive ways? she doesn’t care.

when it comes to friends, she’s probably bad at it, especially b/c ppl kept her around for her money in high school. she’s not really upset about that, and in fact, she kinda sees it as normal. if she fucks up, she’ll buy you a new fendi purse or an expensive watch. that’s what people want, right? and if it keeps people coming back, she’ll do what it takes. 

celina’s actually pretty smart, but she’s got an unwillingness to actually apply herself to her academics. she’s def the type of person to know some off the wall fact but if you ask her anything from the lecture she’d just heard, she wouldn’t be able to tell you. mostly b/c she’s too busy on her phone trying to find out where she’s gonna be that night. 

she’s a highkey pleasure seeker. whatever it is that will occupy her time and thoughts and distract her from the bad, she’s completely down.

big ol bisexual ! let’s celebrate everybody ! she’s not really a good person to date tho so she usually keeps it to just casual tingz since she’s not really a tied down type of gal.

she’s just a real big mess bvdhjbdsjc.... and it’s prolly just gotten worse 

her ugly wip pinterest is here

i don’t really have wanted connections as of this moment but i’m sure they will come to me & that’ll be a whole other post of me being ssssttupiiddd but :^) until then, i luv to brainstorm so hmu and let’s pop off about our muses

so yeah dats it for now, pals ! more will come as i develop her and plot with all you lovely ppl so hit me up !! if you like this, i’ll fly to ur ims for plotting n tings ! if ur not into plotting through tumblr, i have discord, and i’m down to give it to anyone who asks !! anyway, i’m so excited write with you all!!!