#the curly life isnt for everyone

[not-actually-human]

JRWI ALBATRIO HAIR THOUGHTS 

(i have so many !! )

Jay: ok so she has very curly and long hair (just like her mom and sister) and the most she will ever do with it is put it in a ponytail or messy bun. the ponytail always ends up falling out. braiding her hair would be more practical but ayva’s hair was always braided in two neat french braids and jay cant help but associate braids with ayva. jay never learned how to braid hair because ayva would always do it for her. however, sometimes she will let gillion or chip braid her hair, since they both learned from their sisters. also, she totally cuts her own bangs (they look bad) and eventually has a breakdown at 3am and cuts off all her hair and it looks like shit for awhile but shes happy with it

Chip: has has every kind of length of hair over his life tbh. hes had a buzzcut and hes had hair hanging halfway down his back. he usually keeps it around his shoulders though, just long enough to pull back. when he was young on the midnight rose, him and lizzie would do eachothers hair a lot. they would braid in string and beads and ribbon and whatever else they could find. they looked really silly a lot of the time but all the adults thought it was adorable. ALSO i need it to be said: at any given moment he either has the greasiest, crunchiest, most disgusting hair of all time or its like. perfect and soft and amazing. no inbetween. he doesnt even know why but its just like that

Gillion: has always kept his hair long-ish. usually just keeps it half-up half-down for convenience. sometimes he braids little braids into it, but only when he has time and feels like it. he learned to braid hair from edyn because even though she didnt get to see him that much, when she did visit she showed him how so he would be able to pull his hair back practically during training and it wouldnt come loose. like jay, he associates braided hair with his sister. his hair is very crunchy and dry from the salt water. (also this isnt rly hair, but he loves making little braided bracelets for his friends. everyone on the albatross has one)

[ariesbilly]

ok but LISTEN billy in the 90s teaching like freshman english riding to school on his motorcycle walking to class in his denim on denim and motorcycle boots and one dangly earring and curly mullet, everyones favorite teacher because he relates to the kids doesnt have a stick up his ass like all the older teachers, old enough to command authority but still young enough to appeal to the Youths.

and hes got one kid in his class who reminds him a little too much of his younger self, is always showing up in a pissed off mood, looks like hes barely slept, doesnt have much variety in his wardrobe, somethings definitely up. but they get along pretty good. sometimes the kid stays in billys class during lunch just to chat or billy lets him catch some sleep that isnt interferring with one of his lessons.

turns out the kids basically living on his own and through a series of events billy takes him in. becomes an older brother figure to him. gives him some guidance, helps him. and the kid helps billy out in his own way. gets far too nosy about his love life and is constantly meddling with billy and his crush on the pretty brunet pe teacher hes always seen talking to in the halls at school

everybody wins :')

[sleepboysummer]

rtc hcs i have that most of the fandom doesn't agree with bc i am realizing my perceptions of the characters don't match up with a lot of ppls?

mischa is black

(maybe i just really love abingdon mischa cause genuinely i NEVER picture mischa as anything different than him)

noel is a baggy pants guy. where did we get it from that he ONLY wears super skinny jeans?? cause i feel like everyone agrees on that

speaking of. noel totally loves horror movies what are u guys even thinking

ocean has curly hair

tammy is a little bitch and super popular and randomly decided to take penny under her wing to try and make her popular too. when she realized she couldn't, she tried to pretend like she never talked to penny in her life. the Almighty Bitch of st cassians.

constance absolutely smokes weed and if anyone tells me differently u guys are WRONG!! tired of seeing her being the only 'responsible' person cause she literally is NOT!!

however.. penny.. she tried to smoke once and coughed so hard she cried and threw up. she is too embarrassed to try it again and will choke anyone who mentions it.

ocean has never once questioned her sexuality because she thinks that thinking of Anyone romantically is wrong and against religion. like she thinks even straight romance is bad

noel is asian and does Not look like kholby wardell (i feel like everyone sees him as looking like kholby which makes sense but COME ONNN be creative like u are for ricky and jane :3)

'savannah' wasn't a name for ricky, but the name of his favorite character he wrote about

constance is not short

also. mischa IS short. noel is like 5 inches taller than him

ricky and penny are autistic and mischa has adhd

mischa is not cool. however he has SO much confidence like he thinks he is THE SHIT but he is not at all. the ppl at school all see him as 'the school rapper' and if u have had one of those at ur school u know. that is not good

the most accurate tsia is opera wyoming

ocean and constance have Never liked each other in either direction..i just can not see it..

the only ships im rly into are spacedolls sugardolls and passionflower/mischalia personally :3 others are cool too but those r the ones that i like

ricky doesn't dress super crazy or nerdy, he only has little touches in his clothes of things he is interested in (like a planet bracelet or stickers on his headphones) and he actually is cool as fuck

i only have one genuine queer hc and that is ricky is pan but. i feel like that is basically canon after sabm especially the earlier versions. i am queer myself i just usually dont think abt characters sexualities or anything like... ever? but he is just so obvious

however i also think its super funny to imagine him as this super mega straight guy who is just coincidentally RREEAALY into catgirls and dressing up like david bowie. and some rickys totally have that energy (see: tulane theatre)

i also fully believe that penny lamb isnt a reincarnation or her original life.. she was penny before and after the accident... karnak is literally magical who says he cant let her restart from when the accident happens (but without dying this time)

[law-d-water-trafalgar]

Childhood Friends with Law

You have a genetic mutation that you cannot get Amber Lead Syndrome.

Includes: flashback to childhood, after two year skip, punk hazard, become girlfriend after they realize who the other is.

Warnings: mentions of dead bodies, killing.

Some mistakes sorry <3

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(N) POV

Flashback To Childhood

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"Come on Trafalgar let's play!" I say as he responds

"I have homework to do maybe later okay (n)?" Trafalgar says as he walks inside his house.

'Hes always studying to become a doctor like his dad and mom I guess it's okay, hell come play when hes ready.' I think as I bounce the ball up and down. But one day none of his family came to the door as I knocked.

That was six months ago. Sighing I go back to my house only to see my mother and father dead on the couch. Screaming I ran away, passing by bodies upon bodies.

"Kill them all!" I hear someone yell as I hide in the dead bodies slowly moving toward the shore as I move slowly stopping when someone was close by. Once past all the people who were killing everyone I ran towards the shore only to see a tiny boat and a gaint ship. I quickly untie the tiny boat and sail off into the sea praying not to be seen. After three days I finally reached a lush island in the north blue and set an anchor for my boat. Starving and being dehydrated for three days I found a river and drank as if I've never drank before. Then looking for fruits all I saw was one weirdly shaped curly fruit the taste was unbearable but I gulped it down.

"Theres nothing else here so sad..." I spoke outloud but I felt the words bounce back at me. A purple sphere was around me as I discovered I now had powers.

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After Two Year Time Skip At Punk Hazard

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I'm guarding the Sunny as the other Strawhats decide to go on the island.

"No I'll watch the ship go on ahead you guys" my long (c) hair flowing in the wind as everyone says there goodbyes.

"We shouldn't be that long stay safe (n)-swan" Sanji coos as Nami punches his head.

"Theyll be fine right (n)" Nami yells over to you as you respond.

"Yup all good here" I state as I walk into the bedroom and plop on the bed as they all leave.

"Time to catch up on my reading finally" I state in a humble tone.

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After almost all day

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"Shouldnt they be back by now just how big is this island?" I state worriedly. But before I knew it Franky comes farting down and lands on the Sunny.

"Franky what's going on? Where is everyone?" I ask worriedly.

"Oh there was a bit of trouble and some poison gas so I'm moving the Sunny on the other side of the island" I nod as I unfurl the sails and were on our way.

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On The Other Side Of The Island

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"(N) go inside the Sunny I sense others nearby" Franky say to me as I spot two figures in the sky.

"Rogar Commander Franky" I say then run away as my devil fruit isnt the best for combat. I'm the crews well, life coach basically and help Chopper mainly with doctor things as his assistant.

Suddenly I hear a loud screech of wheels as I peek out from the bedroom the smokes been cleared from the area below. Seeing all your crewmates you jump down from the Sunny.

"Baby five?! Buffalo?! Why are you here?!" You see a strangely familiar hat then look at the man more closely hes wearing a cloak which is black and yellow and spotted jeans. But the hat looked so familiar. I run up to my crewmates and ask

"Is everyone allright?"

"Yes were all here we picked up these children also we must protect them at all costs" Nami says to me as I scan the area. The apparent Baby Five and Buffalo had been defeated quickly and captured along with Ceasar. I see Sanji preparing a food pit, and everyone else talking. I go sit next to familiar hat and general Smoker. After being handed a bowl of soup I over hear there having a serious conversation so I silence them in a bubble so I can't hear them anymore. Turned around I just drank my soup as I felt eyes on my suddenly I turned back round only to see familiar hat guy staring at me talking. So I unsilenced them.

"What was that again?" I ask familiar hat guy.

"Where did you find that fruit? How did you get your hands on it?" He asks me. So I explain

"Well I used to live in the town of Flevance but when they started killing people because of the Amber Lead Syndrome I pretended to be dead among the bodies then made my way to shore-" I hear everyone partying hard and fast so I try to hurry the story up

"After finding a boat I sailed to a deserted lush island where the only fruit that was there was, the one I ate, it was swirly and pretty but tasted horrible and that's how I got these powers." I say softly as familiar guys eyes widen.

"Theres no way you survived the Amber Lead Syndrome too" he says as I ponder what he says I realize he said too.

"Wait do you know someone who survived it too? I have a genetic mutation so I cant actually get Amber Lead Syndrome" shock just shown on his face as he asks

"What's your name?" I retort

"Well what's your name mr. Mysterious?" Playing with him. With a sigh he says

"Trafalgar D. Water Law and you now? Do you have a heart birthmark on your waist?" He asks impatiently. Shocked I've never told or even shown anyone my birthmark before besides my old bestfriend.

"My names (n) D. (LN) and yes I do" revealing your birthmark hes in even more shock as it Dawn's on you

"You were my childhood best friend!" You both state outloud at the same time.

"Trafalgar?" I say blankly as shock shown on my face.

"(N)?" He says more like a statement.

"I thought you died from the Syndrome like everyone else?" You question.

"There is a time and place for us to talk (n) now isnt the time" he says coldly.

"Well make time silence" I use my powers on us now.

"You were always so pushy but yet understanding too, still are."he says.

"Tell me how you survived you were pale and had the disease how did you survive Trafalgar?" I ask worriedly about my best friend.

"After my parents died I tried to join Don Quixote Doflamingos group but being kicked out so many times by Cora his brother. I took the hint only after Cora told me something about the D. After that he blew his under cover and took me to every hospital in the world but noone was willing to help. So he resorted to the Ope Ope No Mi and stole it and made me eat it. Which in turn cured me as I hide among dead bodies. Though he was shot by his own brother right after I ate it and as I got away he used that silence on me since I was crying. He gave his life for me. He was so compassionate just like you (n)." Trafalgar states as he stands up and walks over to you.

"This stays between us" I raise my pinky finger as he blushes and raises his as we link pinkies and shake.

"Our old handshake you remembered!" I say happily.

"But this Cora did he have the same powers I do now? All I remember is you were gone then after six months my parents died so I left as they were killing everyone off" I say softly.

"He had the exact same devil fruit as you do, it must be fate" he says quietly. I stand and hug him tight in a bear hug but hes grown so tall over the years he towers over me now, me being (height) tall. Hes taken aback but hugs me back for a short period as if hes forgotten the outside world. After a minute we both part.

"I have to tend to the children now (n)" he says softly as if he doesnt want to go.

"Okay do your thing Trafalgar" I say sweetly as I unsilence the bubble. He goes off onto the gaint SAD ship. Soon Chopper comes running off the SAD ship screaming

"Hes a murderer, hes murdering them do something!"

"Now I'm a murderer!" I hear Brook say as he breaks Kinemon and Kinemon pops out of the mold Momo cries out

"Father! Your alive!" As their touching reunion happens Kinemon tells Momo the food is safe to eat and he starts to eat . As everyone finishes then the marines make a wall and start chanting pirates are horrible trust the marines! After that fiasco happens the children and marines set sail off into the distance.

Everyone boards the Sunny except Vice Admiral Smoker and his marines and we set sail. Trafalgar has a chat on his transponder snail with someone, once done you and Robin go up to him.

"Dont mean to bother you, but who were you on the snail with?" Robin asks him.

"His black market name is Joker but others know him as Don Quixote Doflamingo. I set up a trade, his resignation as a warlord for Ceaser." Trafalgar says.

"Ahh!!! So were taking down a warlord I'm down-" I say but was cut off

"You are not going (n) this is personal" he says looking serious pointing at me. I nod and put my hand to my face thinking.

"Hey Luffy is it okay if I leave the crew to join Trafalgars crew?" As the words leave my mouth I hear everyone gasp.

"What? Hes my childhood bestfriend I cant just leave him now, again." I say as Nami says

"But well miss you (n) what about our girl time?"

"I never asked you to join either" Trafalgar says looking up at you while he sits on the floor.

"So you dont want me to join?" I ask acting hurt. He rubs the back of his head and says

"Well I wouldnt be opposed to it, just what does Luffy think though? I mean he is YOUR Captain...."

"If you want to leave then go live your life (n)" Luffy yells from the head of the Sunny. I look at everyone and say

"So its decided?" As everyone nods.

"Thank you for always being there for me everyone, you all mean so much too me. I'll never forget you all and it's not like I'm going anywhere, right now, Trafalgar formed an alliance with the Strawhats remember?" Nami nods as I look around at everyone looking back at me. Making me uncomfortable.

"Okay your stares of judgement are enough I get it!" I yell as everyone resumes what they were previously doing. Each one of them eventually comes up to talk to me about leaving but my hearts dead set on it and I tell them that. After awhile you see a sub emerge from the water beside the Sunny.

"Since your apart of my crew now your staying in the Polar Tang while we all go to Dressrosa." Trafalgar says.

"Room Shambles" as we both poof into the submarine after packing my stuff.

"Heres my room just put your stuff in the closet you can stay with me since all the other rooms are full." Trafalgar says to me softly with a slight blush on his face as he pulls his hat down slightly. I definitely notice as he was my childhood crush as well but he could never feel the same about me could he?

"Awe your blushing like back then" I squeal as I hug him embracing him now that were alone. He reciprocates and pulls me in for a hug tightly against his chest, him blushing even more now but look away.

"Oh how I've missed you Trafalgar" I coo to him as he retorts

"I've missed you as well (n)" picking me up and laying me gently on the bed as he undresses into a shirt and pants and lays Kikoku to rest. I snuggle under the covers that smell like him. As he slides into bed as well turning off the nightstand light. He eventually falls asleep since it was close to dark and we all have days till we reach Dressrosa.

I awoke in the morning, early with Laws arm behind my head and him cuddling me spooning/cuddling breathing in my neck making me have goosebumps. I hurry and close my eyes while blushing and wrap my arm around his waist. He moves and lays on his back while I'm lieing on my side his arm wrapped around me, holding me close. I just tried to keep my eyes closed and not move. Soon Trafalgar awakens opening his steel eyes I feel him recoil slightly.

'He must have realized our position hehe hes so cute' I think as he sighs I flutter my eyes and pretend to wake up. I look over to Trafalgar, realize I'm laying on his arm and sit up blushing.

"Did you um sleep well Trafalgar?" I ask while still lightly blushing.

"Yea I slept good for once." He says slightly blushing as well as he gets up and changes in the bathroom. He then comes out in his cloak and hat with Kikoku then puts on his socks and shoes. "Where are you going?" I ask curiously.

"I need to prepare the crew." He says blankly but I see a little pink on his face and I smile.

"Okay Captain!" I say cutely as he pulls down his hat slightly and looks away.

"Be back soon" he says quietly as he walks down the hall. Laying on the bed I suddenly hear an announcement.

"We have a new crew member say hello to (N) D. (LN) my childhood friend, sometime" I hear Trafalgar say on the intercom probably from the control room. Suddenly I hear steps and a slide and crash into our door. I look at three figures standing in front of the door all in boiler suits.

"Heya I'm Penguin and this is Sachi" Penguin helps Sachi up.

"And I'm Bepo" a big polar bear who was stand on the paws said.

"Aweeee!! So cute!" I run and latch onto Bepo and he hugs me back.

"Captain never has brought back a girl-" Sachi was cut off by Penguin

"Their his childhood friend"

"Oh my gosh I'm right here" I say outloud then look down.

"So what was Captain like as a kid?" Penguin asks as they all look curiously at me.

"Well he always studied to become a doctor. He rarely got to play with me but I went every day to his house to see if he wanted to play." I say as I sit on the bed Indian style in my shorts and crop top. They all come closer to me and sit down.

"He was soo cute and still is" I say as I cover my mouth. Embarrassed I hid my cheeks.

"Shambles" Law looks around and asks them

"What are you three doing get to work" as they all scrambled up and out the door. This gave me an opportunity to calm down.

"Yes Captain!" They as say snickering as they ran away.

"So what's up Trafalgar?"

"Theres something I must confess..." he says while closing the door.

"What's that Trafalgar?" Putting Kikoku to rest. He sits on the bed.

"I was planning on telling you the day I left but I couldn't..." he says quietly.

"What is it? I ask curiously.

"Remember I told you before I had something to say, back before?" He says.

"Ohhh yea what was it?" I perk up. He looks me in the eyes with his gorgeous grey eyes.

"Well.... I had a... crush on you ..." he blushes fully and looked down.

"Oh had a crush?" I say looking down slightly.

"Have...." him blushing more looking away with his hat turned down. I get off the bed and go up and hug him close.

"I ... have a crush on you too Trafalgar I have for many years, I never thought you of all people would just up and die. I still had hope." I say boldly as he hugs me back.

"I never thought youd like me back." He says as he brushes my arm, with his arm as he placed his hands behind him on the bed.

"Are you kidding? I never thought you ever liked me." I say shocked. As he wraps an arm around me pulling me inward.

"Well I'm sorry to hear that (n) I thought I was being very direct, guess not." He says.

"Well if you wanna do this right you have to ask me properly." I say as I wait sitting on the bed staring at him now.

*sigh*

"Will you (n) be my girlfriend?" He asks gently as I'm frozened but eventually thaw out. I shake my head up and down.

"Yes I'll be with you Trafalgar, even though things are different now."I say hugging him close.

Trafalgar told you not to tell anyone because they could use it against me or him but you ended up telling Nami and Robin. But so far they haven't told anyone else. Bepo, Sachi and Penguin have a new friend now. And I have a new boyfriend.

<3<3<3

[persephone11110]

The Princess and The Rooster Prologue

Bradley Bradshaw x Reader

Warnings: Maverick loses his Baby Goose, curse words, anger, lost of trust

- takes place in 2002 when Maverick pulled Bradley’s papers.

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“Dad where’s Bradley?”

His blood ran cold.

Pete Mitchell a man who’s never loss at words paused with a sad look on his face. He placed his beer back on the table, licking his lips as if the alcoholic beverage was sitting inches in front of him.

“He hasn’t answered any of my phone calls” Percy Mitchell was dumbfounded there wasn’t a time when Bradley didn’t answer his phone, always answered it day or night.

Percy Mitchell doesn’t understand what wrong.

If something was wrong her dad would tell her, they tell eachother almost everything.

Maverick jaw clenched in pain and anger.

How is he supposed to tell his little girl he just caused a ripple in their family.

What if he loses Percy, like he lost Bradley?

“Dad, what’s wrong and where’s Bradley?” she asked again fearing something bad happened.

Percy tilted her face in confusion her big brown eyes filled with fear.

Maverick sighed. God he screwed up

“Sweetheart Bradley gone, and he may never come back”

“What?, what are you talking about he may never come back”

He left without say goodbye to me, He left me without a I love you.

“I pulled his papers” Maverick said, the room was slient until Percy gasped.

“What the fuck is wrong with you dad,do you know how much flying meant to him?” Percy yells at her father, why would her father do this to Bradley, to their small family.

“H-he looked up to you, to Uncle Goose and you ripped his dreams away from him”

Maverick leaned to grab Percy hand. She yanked her hands from his, out of anger and digust.

Percy couldn’t believe it, first she lost her mom without out a goodbye now she doesn’t even have Bradley.

All because of her dad.

The Mitchell-Bradshaw clan was no longer, just two Mitchell's.

God how much she'd already missed Bradley, she missed his tall body frame holding her when she was upset. Percy missed his curly hair and how soft they felt against her cheeks, his loud laugh.

"Why dad!, why?", her dad wouldn't speak he just left her at the kitchen table alone. Alone with her thoughts, without a good-bye.

Everyone leaves her in the end.

Just like her mom, Bradley and now him.

Her dad a man who you can trust with your life, just broke the line of trust that held their family together, a line that now droops lowly into distrust.

Percy Mitchell was alone again, her father promised her when she was little to never leave her alone. I guess promises are to be broken.

How can she trust anyone, when everyone around has only stabbed her in the back.

Why didn't Bradley just leave her letter, all Percy wanted was a good-bye note. Why didn't he tell her he was leaving for good?

- -

Percy laid in her bed staring at the ceiling thinking about how her family had fallen apart within twenty four hours. Bradley gone, dad’s gone.

Tears drenched her face as she recalled the last words her Bradley spoke to each-other Hi and hello, not once did he bring up leaving and never looking back. Not even a good-bye, maybe she isnt worth a good-bye.

She hates what he's become this isn’t the Bradley Bradshaw she grew up with. This isn’t the same guy who threw a punch at first guy who broke her heart. The boy who sat with when she first got her period. Bradley Bradshaw is now gone and all there is left is a shadow of hate and anger.

Percy didn’t get tell him how much she loved him. Maybe she’ll never will.

Who knows. Maybe it’s destiny, Percy might be destined to be alone forever.

It doesn’t make sense- of how much she loved Bradley Bradshaw with her entire heart. well secretly, the two of only existed as bestfriends nothing else, never tried to be anything else. Percy knew she loved him when Uncle Slidee and Bradley first arrived at barbecue back in 89.

And now there on a two street that may never connect again.

Her phone rang loudly, buzzing as vibrated on her nighstand next to her. Every part of Percy wanted it to be Bradley on the other end, but thats too soon, too easy.

“Hello?, yes this is she”

Is this how it felt to be ambushed?

[friendly-neighbor-spiderman]

About Peter

Please read History before interacting with Cannon Peter Full name: Peter Benjamin Parker

Nicknames: Pete, underroos, Spiderman Birthdate: August 10th 2000 Age: 19 Gender:Male Height:5'8 Weight:170 Body type: Small ,Thin and lanky but very muscular. Predominant Features: messy curly brown hair and bright hazel eyes. Strengths: Super Strength, Super Flexibility, Spider Sense, Super Healing Weaknesses: Can be a bit hard headed sometimes and A bit to good for his own good. oping to do whatever it takes to help someone even if it ends up being a detriment to himself. Weapons: Home made Web fluid and Web shooters. also a stark tech Spider man suit. Also the Iron spider suit for more protection. Habits: Loves Photography and takes many pictures as he can. Loves to hang out in the lab or tech room tinkering with all sorts of stuff Alignment: Lawful Good. He does his best to follow the laws and has a strict code to not kill anyone. Occupation: MIT Honors Student as well as Intern for Stark Industries Personality: Caring and kind hearted he has deep respect for his Team members and especially Tony. Has good manners but isnt’ afraid to speak up. Also has a bit of sass when hes comfortable with people. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ History/Background: As a child he was loved by his parents blank and blank Parker. However Blank and Blank were actually shield agents. And while Peter was still young were both taken from him in an mission gone wrong. And ended up in the care of his aunt and uncle Ben and May Parker where he lived for all of his childhood and his high-school years. Peter was extremely smart and got all As in his studies. But he also had a passion for photography. Starting young he always would take pictures whenever he could. Of his Aunt and uncle and of the city he grew up in Queens New-York. By the time he was 15 He had already been accepted into Midtown Science High School for his grades and academics. It was while he was at this school that he went on a field trip. One to Oscorp. He was excited to go as he always loved science and everything in it. But while he was trying to take a pictures to have some memories to look back to no one noticed that one particular spider experiment had gotten out. It was then that his life had been turned upside down. literally. It happened almost over night. Searing pain followed by what could only be described as a the coolest thing to ever happen to him. It scared him at first of course it did. but within weeks he was already experimenting with his newly gained powers and crafting his own suit to go with it. No one was the wiser. Not even his aunt and uncle. Which made the next part hard for him. He had signed up for a shady underground ring battle. He thought it could be an easy way to make some money. He wanted to help his aunt and uncle out so bad and lied to his uncle to convince him to take him there. He knew he should have been honest but he knew he’d never approve. And might even freak out about the power things. But he soon realized that caused him the worse mistake of his life. He got upset. Rage filled and let someone leave that shouldn’t have and it cost his uncle his life. Peter wasn’t the same after that. He knew that he had to do something. anything and flung himself head first into his persona. It went on for 6 months before a particular Billionaire Superhero just appeared in his apartment. The same Billionaire Superhero Peter had been idolizing for years. Ever sense his Aunt and Uncle had taken him to the Stark expo 6 years ago. Where none other then this man had saved his life. He defiantly owed the man but it didn’t explain why he was here. That however was answered quickly after they got some time alone and Tony had approached him about being spiderman. He was shocked he even figured it out but if someone could hes not surprised it was him. He convinced him to go to Germany. try to convince Steve Rogers and everyone else to come back to the Avengers. But sadly it was all for nought as All of them went on the run Leaving Tony to try and have Peter get back to just having a normal life but Peter could never have a normal life not anymore and soon after alot of careful thought at age 16 Tony had invited him to the Avengers. Peter was stoked but Decided to stay the little guy for just a little bit longer. Tony looking upset but at least they stayed in touch. It wasn’t until a year later that shit hit the fan. Thanos came and even though all of them had tried their best to stop them. the fact that the team was no longer a team had hindered them enough that separate they were powerless and lost. The last thing Peter remembered was looking into his mentors eyes and slowly fading away to nothing. What was moment for Peter ended up being Years for everyone else. Peter awoke to a battle. Dr. Strange a man he had met while trying to fight Thanos had filled him in enough to fight and in the end. With the team as one. They managed to become victorious. But in the haze of the Battle Tony had gotten gravely inquired. His right arm smoked as the only thing that kept him alive was his suit. Peter rushing to his side but luckily with some magic and hope Tony lived. He lived and everything was alright. It was after that that Tony managed to convince the team to get back together and even offered Peter a spot again which this time he happily agreed. Eager to make his mark and with Tony alive Was able to take care of Mysterio while on his vacation and once he was done with school he officially moved into the compound with the rest of the Avengers. getting his own room and Place among the greats. Attending MIT between missions and Happy as he could be. He even got a job at Stark Industries part time. and now at 19 he was fully grown up and ready to tackle anything that laid ahead of him.

[breaktheseboness]

OHMYGOD I JUST REMEMBERED THE DREAM I HAD SHDSH

(CW: Slight NSFW, Lime)

MC - main character, me

ML - male lead (in this dream only)

FC - female character, aka the friend

SC / OC - side character (or other character), possibly sibling/s

please note that this would slightly be non-con at the beginning ! it's somewhat a kink thing (don't ask, it's a dream for a reason), considering the other end was welcoming the pleasure received.

--- [POV, 1]

"Hey, it's ML." FC hushed, blabbering about him, ML.

I deadpanned, "Do you still want to make him delusional or . . . ?"

Same answer.

ML, who was in all its might, noticed the two of us, and smiled as he gave a small wave. He then walked off with his friends. Was that my brother?

"This is really getting out of hand." I uttered, FC immediately saying, "See?! He looked at me again!" as she clung on my arm.

"I saw it too, FC."

With that, the blabbering about wanting ML gone in her life begun once more. His stalker-ish behaviour was already on her nerves, just as it begun on mine. Don't get me wrong, he looks fine, but his stalking on FC's social media and trying-to-be-close tactics was way transparent.

--- [SKIP]

I was exiting the lobby, looking for the familiar part-curly ebony hair of FC. Unfortunately for me, this lobby was for the use of everyone, so I just had to see him. As suspected, he was all buddy-buddy with my brother. Then they got to me.

"Go home immediately, MC." The usual line. I mindlessly nodded, realizing she was gone long ago. Damn it, FC.

"Hey, why not let her loose for a while? You have 'eyes' on MC, after all." ML said, trying to 'reassure' my brother, even though this was a no-protest thing. SC raises gives a look, before leaving him and me alone.

I felt his breath on my neck, shallow and almost deep. I shuddered. His hand gripped my arm, which makes me freeze, as he whispered, "Do you know how much I'd been watching you?"

I froze.

I was the one he was looking at. Not FC, not anyone. ME.

He already knew the answer, he just wanted to ask me that, to be close to me.

"So much." He continued, feeling his other arm snake through my hip, slowly rubbing it up and down. I let out a chortled noise, confused and baffled about all the mix of feelings I'd felt.

"M- . . ML!" I managed to breathe out, knowing he was turning me on with everything he'd been doing. "S- ah- stop it . . !" He just kissed a sensitive spot. My breathing became erratic as I attempted to take deep breaths to make it stable again. His feelings of lust was transparent.

"I take it that you do want it?"

I remained silent, trying to figure out a way out of his grasp before I succumb unto my own desires.

"I need verbal clarification, MC. Otherwise I won't know—seeing that you're seemingly enjoying this right now." He whispered, breathy, as he pressed his body on my back and him slightly bending down.

Mindlessly giving an answer I couldn't process, he pressed himself further, lightly moving as I felt myself release soft noises of pleasure. Stars, how did he know what I liked?

And slowly, everything went black as the vibration of my alarm went off underneath my pillow.

--- [END]

GODDAMNIT THIS ISNT WHAT I PAID TO GO TO SCHOOL FOR (/satire)

i think i need help

[pizzatower60s]

Chapter 2

“Mia can you please take table 3”

Alice in a panicked tone walks up to Mia. Alice is one of Mias coworkers at the malt shop she is a waitress at.

Alice has curly gingery red hair and her life style was very…carefree. Alice was on the richer side way richer than Mia really the only reason why she was here is because her parents cut her off from her allowance.

“Please Mia you have to take table three”

she shakes Mia frantically almost spilling the milkshake that Mia was taking to a table in the process.

“Alice, why cant you take it? Im very busy right now.”

Just then Alice grabs the milkshake from Mias hands

“I will take the milkshake you take table 3. Please no one else will”

As Alice walks away Mia is left crossing her arms sighing to herself.

She grabs the notepad from her dress pocket and begins to walk over to table three.

As she walks she starts to notice the whole reason nobody wanted to serve that table. In the long booth about 5 greasers sat.

Smoking disgustingly cheap cigarettes and talking way to loud for their own good.

Basically acting like they own the place.

Mia doesn’t blame the girls who didn’t want to serve them. Nobody wants to have to deal with the massive levels of ignorance that are radiating the booth.

She studies the greasers as she does with everyone and notices a familiar face.

In the middle of the group sat Peppino flaunting his usual arrogant self.

“Hello what can i get you boys today?”

Peppino takes his attention away from his conversation and looks Mia directly in the eyes.

“Well its nice-a to see you again doll face-a”

Peppino chuckles giving Mia the sly look that he gives every passing women.

“Its very nice to see you again to Peppino”

She gives him her best smile.

“Now then, what will you be having”

Peppino chuckles looking at his friends

“Well…Im-a hoping you have-a you~”

Mia pretends to flip through her notebook

“sorry we are out of that.”

Mia cant help but thinks his attempts are pathetic. I mean how many times has he used that line? I bet more than she can count.

Mia tries her hardest not to get angry over it. She rather die than let him control her emotions.

Mia finally finishes taking their order and brings out their food.

She notices Peppino isnt there he probably went to use the restroom.

She turns around and starts to walk back into the kitchen before she trips on her dress.

she almost face plants on the floor before she feels something grab the back of her dress top.

“you outta be more careful-a” Peppino slyly chuckles as he helps her up.

But when shes finally back on her feet they are close. Really close. Peppino could get a good look of how bright her eyes were.

Peppino was about to utter something before he just sits there.

From this close he notices how her scent is so soft like something that would be used to clean the laundry.

Lavender almost…

Peppino stares at her for what seems like for ever. Why isnt he walking away? Why cant he move?

why in gods name cant he speak!?

And why does she smell so damn good.

Mia looks at him with confusion

“uh..thank you but…i need to get to the kitchen so can u please move…?”

Peppino realizes hes in the way of Mias path.

silently he moves to the side. Of course he doesnt apologize.

He goes back to the booth and sits there. something is visibly wrong with him.

His face feels so warm and sweaty he feels this weird pit in his stomach almost like he swallowed a rock.

“Hey peppino you-a good?” Gustavo says nudging his shoulders

“You lookin a lil unglued?”

Peppino brushes him off

“Nah nah its-a nothin”

Peppino sits there and thinks practically not even touching his food. He cant help but continue to steal glances at Mia as she runs around the malt shop taking and giving orders.

Something about her just makes Peppino never want to take his eyes off

——————————————- Time skip

After work Mia heads out to her bike. But as she walks she sees Peppino and his little troop of greasers all relaxing around a car.

As Mia walks she makes eye contact with Peppino.

And as always she gives him a kind smile. a genuine one.

Why is she being so nice? They have only just met yet she continues to give him that kind smile.

Even if he continues to make sly comments she just…smiles.

A weird feeling builds up in Peppinos chest when he sees that familiar smile.

He wants to say something but…he cant and hes still not sure why.

[amateurasterism]

love to win !

synopsis ; you hate him, but the feeling isn’t mutual.

pairing ; tsukishima kei + gn!reader featuring nishinoya yu

notes ; acedemic rivals to lovers is tsukki’s thing istg. fluff, crack at the end, tsukki is down bad, a bit of blood but its just his injury from the shiratorizawa match. this is lowk the most self-indulgent piece of writing ive ever made lmfaoaoo but its my first haikyuu fic so yay!! i hope the fandom isnt dead lol

word count ; 1.3k

You hate Tsukishima Kei.

You hate his slightly curly blond hair that hangs disarray over his forehead, his boxy glasses and observant hazel eyes underneath. And you especially hate his smirk after every test when he shows you his paper, the 100% loud and standing tall at the top, taunting the 98% on yours.

He snickers down at you, still irritatingly taller even when sitting down, “sucks to suck, y/n.”

“Try hard,” you reply hastily. It’s a lie. You both know it—he doesn’t even try all that much. And you hate that he doesn’t even try to score so high, he’s just naturally…perfect. 

“Heard Karasuno lost to Aoba Johsai in a match yesterday,” you taunt, grinning at him. If he won a battle in your ongoing war of test scores and class debates, at least you can rub in his loss in his sport.

“Do you even know how to play volleyball?” Tsukishima looks at you with a tired expression, although his eyes are suddenly a bit brighter, soaking in the light of your taunting grin.

“‘Do you even know how to play volleyball?’” you repeat his question in a mocking tone, rolling your eyes upwards.

“Wow. How mature.” He sends you an identical eye roll then pulls on his headphones, occupying himself with his volleyball magazine. Though you notice he doesn’t turn the pages at all. His eyes are dark and lost in thought.

What you don’t know is that those thoughts are you.

Tsukishima Kei hates you.

He hates you because he loves you. Because you’re too dumb to realize the feelings he’s too scared to act on. Even if he’s terrible with emotions, he’s known it for a while. Seeing your teasing grin when you score higher at a test is the same feeling he gets when he blocks Ushijima’s spike: the feeling of undeniable love for something—or someone. He knows he’s in too deep when he compares the small number of things he loves to you because you’re what he loves the most.

Tsukishima could feel national’s on the tips of his fingers. If he could block Ushijima’s insane spikes once or twice more, Karasuno would have the ticket in their hands.

He had never felt so confident in his life, jumping even higher with the thrill of newly realized love for volleyball, until—crack!

Shit. The smallest hint of pain show in his widened eyes. The pain in his fingers was searing, but nationals was right there. He could tough it out until the end of the set.

But turns out he couldn’t, and everyone on the team could tell. So Tsukishima now finds himself in the nurse’s office, pain momentarily forgotten as he finds you sat at the nurse’s desk.

“Why are you here?”

“Maybe because I work here,” you reply hastily. He isn’t sure if he imagines the flash of worry in your eyes as they glance over his crippled fingers. “I could ask you the same question.”

“Hurt my fingers while trying to block a spike,” the blonde says, realizing how weak it made him sound to you. He had the sudden urge to explain to you that he was better than that, it was just that he was blocking the best spiker in the prefecture.

You grin like the fact is a winning statement, “looks like the perfect Tsukki isn’t as tough as he says he is.”

“Don’t call me that.” What a lie. He loves when you call him that—it never fails to make his ears turn embarrassingly pink. “Now hurry up, I have an important game to get back to.”

Rummaging through the health supplies, you scour for some bandages and tape as Tsukishima sits on the patients bed. “Wow, Tsukishima, I’m sure the game is really important if someone like you is so determined to get back in.”

“It’s our ticket to nationals, moron. Anybody would care,” he states, trying to use faux annoyance to layer over his rapid heart as he watches you start to dab on the injured fingers.

He hopes you don’t notice his initial hesitance when you touch his skin; he dislikes physical touch. But the more you work the more he realizes he could stand it with you. If only you didn’t see him as a rival. The hesitance is soon followed by a softening in his demeanor from the feeling of your fingers so comfortably and easily touching his. Like they’re meant to be intertwined. The feeling eases him too much that he tries to look away, but can’t find himself able to when he watches your skin on his, concentrated eyes unmoving.

You reach over to the bandages and scissors, using one free hand to cut pieces of it. Wordlessly, Tsukishima grabs the scissors with his free hand and cuts the bandages for you.

He’s so quiet you can barely hear him, almost like he’s scared of his own words, “Using scissors like that is dangerous.”

“Why do you care so much?” you say teasingly, hoping it covers how obviously red you are.

“Because I just do.”

“But why?” You’re moreso asking to distract yourself from his eyes so intensely focused on you than for an answer.

“Because I fucking like you, idiot.”

Tsukishima was one of the quietest people in school, but nothing beat the dead silence that followed. All the noises in the noisy sports center transferred to his head, pounding in a chaotic tumble of thoughts that all sprialed down to “why the hell did I say that.”

He can barely string together a sentence, but he’s so scared of your response, so scared of the rejection he knew would come out of your mouth, ending all the stupid interactions and rivalry he loved between you, that he blurts out the only thing he can hope distracts you from what he said.

“I think you’re bandaging that wrong.”

“I think I’m going to smash your face in.”

“As if you could reach me.” Tsukishima smirks, thanking everything you decided to ignore what he said.

Or not.

“Try me,” you mumble, thoughts a mess as you lean higher and pull Tsukki by his jersey to meet your lips together.

Every panicked thought left both your minds, replaced by that infatuation of having someones lips on yours after wishing for it for so long. This was more than the victory of getting the higher score on a test, because for once everything between you didn’t revolve around a dumb percentage or class debate. Now, it was you, him and nothing else.

You pull away before you can get caught up in the feeling of his slightly chapped lips on yours. “Don’t you have a very important game to win?”

Hazel eyes take a moment to travel from your lips to your eyes, and in a flash he stores that lovesick expression for later. His signature smirk and newfound determination replaces it, and you can’t help but feel proud as you watch him get back on the court.

When he wins, you’re the first person his eyes lock with. You’re hidden behind the stadium doors where nobody can see so he escapes his teammate’s hugs and runs to you. He kisses you harder than he did earlier, a kiss full of real feelings and adrenaline from winning, wearing that same lovesick expression from earlier.

“This is the first win I’m proud of you for having,” you say jokingly when you pull apart.

“And there are many more to come,” he replies.

“Don’t get cocky, Tsukki. Your fingers are still crippled—” a loud voice echoes through the hallway, cutting you off.

“Tsukki, where are you? It’s time for awards—WHAT THE FUCK?”

You turn around to find Nishinoya with his jaw on the ground and eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.

“WHO? HOW—”

Tsukki cuts him off by grabbing the second-year by his shirt and going back to the courts.

“If you tell anyone about this, you’re dead Noya.”

Noya didn’t have to tell the team, because they found out on their own from Tsukki’s victorious smile—something none of them had seen before—wasn’t coming from the medals, but from you in the stands.

one reblog = one academic rival

[spice-chan]

Untold

description - king Katsuki Bakugo, who’s desperate in wanting to get closer to his mate hatches a morally dubious plan to do so. Let himself get injured ? check. Convince his clueless mate that his dragon needs to breed her otherwise he will rampage ? check. 

warnings - Bakugo is soo bad at feelings. loss of virginity (m&f), dom bakugo, vaginal penetration, dirty talk ?, clueless reader, breeding kink, slight lactation kink but reader isnt lactating, implied brain washing. Bakugo and his dragon are like two separate entities who existing in one body. feral baku. mentions of poison and injury. Manipulation. slight dub con if you squint.

The first time Bakugo met you was after a meeting at your kingdom. A meeting he was more than disgruntled at having to attend. 

You were the epitome of angelic, you had pretty, curly hair that framed your face, with bright (e/c) eyes that glistened in the sun as you helped a maid up. There was not an ounce of supercility or contempt in your humble smile. He didn’t even think you were a royal at first glance from how willing you were to touch and talk to someone so beneath you societally. 

Not that he thought a lot at that moment, because the only thought going through his head was - 

Mine. 

That, he made you. 

At least in the eyes of the nations of the dragons and your home land. 

Not in the eyes of his dragon, the fiery beast who resided within him, and neither in his, because he craves you in intimate ways that he has yet to experience, let alone experience with you, his wife. 

He promptly negotiated a marriage with your family who approved, and married you a week after. 

You didn’t get a say in it, in fact, you only spoke to him a few times before the knot was tied. It physically pained Katsuki to see the resent in your eyes. 

You slept next to him everyday, but he knew you wished to be far, far away from him. 

The closer his body got to you, the further you shrunk away from him. It was pitiful, how your small and fragile body that was made for him, scurried far away from the body made to protect it, the body it should be lusting over.

He was well endowed, a very tall man with muscles earned through hours of grueling training, yet the only thing you graced him with was a polite smile as you passed him in the hallway. 

He loved you, gosh, he loves you so bad. But you can’t see it, can you ? You just see a man who you were forced to marry within a week who ripped you away from your life. A strange, barbaric man who growls when things don’t go his way and sniffs your hair after he deems that you’ve fallen asleep. 

And Bakugo has a plan to finally make you want and need him. 

…….. 

The sunlight hasn’t yet painted the sky a yellow hue, yet Katsuki somehow finds himself waking up. He stirs awake, his eyes opening languidly as his over sensitive nose seeks the smell of his mate. He turns his head to your side on instinct, and finds you snoozing without a care, your chest rhythmically moving up and done, and adorable features relaxed and vulnerable. 

Vulnerable, yet you sleep so far from him, the distance between the both of you almost reminds him of the sun and moon. 

When he married you, he bit your neck to mark you, making you officially his mate. Bound to him for life. He could deduce that you are his soulmate, a phenomenon among dragon species. They were a powerful nation, therefore to make sure their numbers don’t go out of control yet stay stable, they were gifted with soulmates. The only person they will feel sexual attraction to during their long, long lives. Their mate will age like them and the children, if one parent wasn’t of dragon kin, will still turn out full dragons. Their blood is powerful. No wonder your parents were so eager to tie themselves with him. He feels slightly furious when he remembers how eager they were to marry you off, did you live with this sort of apathy from your parents your whole life ? 

Well, it doesn’t matter how those bastards treated you because you are with him now. Besides, their uncaringness made the marriage easier and smoother. 

He turns to face you, and finds you sleeping with your back to him, your hair looks like a pretty mess across the pillow. Do you feel trapped ? Do you sometimes lament on the years you will have to stay bound to him ? 

But questions fly out of his head when his eyes stray to your form. He pants softly in need, his dragon clawing at him to claim you. Your silk nightdress did little to cover your voluptuous ass, and the spaghetti straps did little to cover your spilling cleavage, and least from what he could see from your back to him. He feels incredibly robbed about not being able to touch you right now. But he didn’t want you to hate him…

He turns his head away from you and steadies his breathing, but the tent in his pants stood proudly. Great, another day of rubbing one for you instead of ravishing you… 

…………

The first step of his plan to get closer to you is to prey on your kindness. He’s going to let himself get injured enough to trigger his dragon’s self defence mechanism. That means not letting anyone get close to him, because he classifies everyone as a threat, except his mate, of course. 

Now, how to do it without losing his honour as the dragon king is the true question. 

Well, the answer to that is one of his counsel man. A mad cowardly enough to run away from a fight with the dragon king, and lacking honour enough to try and poison him at the same time for a few thousand quads. 

………….. 

Bakugo holds his sword in a lackadaisical manner, staring at the man across from him who shivers from his intense glare. Bakugo rolls his blood red eyes, his mouth forming into a sneer. Look what finding his mate had reduced him to. 

A vulnerable mess. 

The training ground is filled with spectators who stopped their own training to watch their king fight, a necessary thing for his plan to work. He’ll have you in his arms in no time. 

His dragon rumbled in happiness at the thought of having his mate. 

The fight starts, with steel meeting steel, a minute goes by, and just as discussed, the man lets go of his sword, forfeits and bows down. 

Then grabs a sharp dagger from his pocket, coated with paralyzing poison, and slashes it across Bakugo’s chest before making a run. 

Katsuki feels his limbs become heavier, falling to the floor as the large opening in his chest bleeds and burns. Had he not been a dragon, this cut would have been fatale to his mortality. His pupils dilate as the sound of growls fill the air. His simple minded beast trying to warn the bystanders to keep clear of him or else. His dragon desperately tries to get it’s host to move, and when the beast tries to take over the host in order to survive, Bakugo gladly let’s it. 

The wiser of the bunch go to fetch the queen, their hearts hammering across their chests in anxiousness as a murderous aura surrounds their king, which is fatal to them. A dragon in this state will kill anything and everything around it to ensure its survival. His abilities, which are already deadly, will be doubled once the effects of the poison wear off. They can’t run, that would be shameful, but they can hope that the queen gets here in time. 

Deadly and furious growls fill the air, their eyes keep on switching from looking at the imminent threat that is their king and their possible saviour which is his queen. 

His toes and fingers move, and Bakugo’s reptilian eyes lock on them in clear warning. No sight of you. His claws elongate and his teeth lengthen and sharpen, their size enough to rip a chunk of meat clear of a man's chest. No sight of you. 

His limbs are slowly becoming mobile again, but too fast for the spectators' liking. No sight of you. 

They were slowly succumbing to their gruesome fates. 

His feet, which have regained mobility, along with his arms, support his previously supine body into a standing position. His enraged face faced them, his fiery throat lightening up and ready to erupt them into flames. And he was about to, until a -

“Katsuki !” 

He abruptly turns towards the sound, familiarity oozing from every syllable of the soft angelic voice that called him. 

His reptilian eyes lock on her neck, recognizing the soft pink marks that mar her neck as his own. 

“Mate.” His guttural voice spoke, the sound so deep and raw it was almost inhuman. 

You were slightly taken aback that he recognised you in this state. Dragons must really put their mates on a higher pedestal, especially considering how he was about to toast those men… 

“Mate” he repeats. He turned to the strangers, growling at them with newfound vigour. They are a threat to his mate. Kill threat. 

“No. No, no.” You said in horror, waving your hands back and forth to get his attention away. 

You slowly walk to him, your steps tentative as you gauge his reaction. He seems confused, and he remained unresponsive, at least verbally. 

You steps continue until you you could feel the warmth emanating from his body, and that's when his arms circle you and pull you possessively to his chest, protecting you as he shields your face away, still wary of the ‘threats’. 

“Katsuki, what happened, why are you trying to kill them ?” You speak patiently, trying to ignore how close you are to him. This is the closests you’d ever been to a male, and your face speaks volumes of that. 

“Kill me. Kill mate.” 

You quirk a brow in confusion. “What do you mean ? Why are you speaking like this Katsuki ?” 

“No Katsuki. Me !” He growls in frustration, looking into your eyes desperately, his eyes seem more… red- more animalistic somehow. Even when he looked into your eyes, he still kept an eye on the men nearby, who for some fucking reason are still here. 

“Why are you guys just standing here ?! He obviously wants to kill you, go !” You command, your soft voice raising into an octave none of them ever heard from their kind queen. 

The earth shook as a booming voice rocks the earth, you look left and right, trying to find the source of it when you realize that you are hugging the source. 

Katsuki’s skin fills with leathery patches of red, and his elongated nails pierce your skin as he holds you protectively, his eyes try to find the slightest movement in his surroundings. So he can eliminate it. 

“Mate. Angry.” 

You were starting to understand something. 

“Oh. Are you the dragon ?” You ask,  once again trying to direct his attention to you. 

He nods, his features relaxing slightly as he looks at you. 

“Well-uh- um, why are you trying to kill them ?” You ask him in an attempt to diffuse the situation, your uncertainty leaked into your words however. 

“Threat.” Came his simple answer. 

You sigh, trying to think your words over but you feel choked. There’s many lives on your hand. 

“No. They aren’t a threat.” That caught his attention. You gesture with your head to the exit of the training grounds, and decide to tug him after he stood still for a solid minute instead. 

That’s how you end up tugging a dragon to his bed, who in turn keeps a tight hold on you and growls at anything that moves. 

Eventually, we made it to the bedroom. You open the door, noticing that for the first time, the dragon seemed somewhat relaxed. 

“Do you have a name ?” You question him curiously, having tired of calling him dragon in your head and otherwise. 

He seems more like a puppy now, trying to cling to you while you lead him to the bed. He rubs his head against your cheek, trying to get his smell on you, but when he registered your question, he shook his head. 

“Do you mind if I call you something ?” 

He smiled excitedly, maybe like a child offered candy, but his sharp teeth were anything but childlike. You’ve no doubt they could rip flesh like marshmallows. 

You took that as a sign of acceptance. 

“Ok ! Oh, but maybe I shouldn’t give you a new name. Since you are Katsuki… Ok I’ll just call you Bakugou so I don’t mix the two of you up.” You exclaim with child-like vigor, the innocence in your eyes contradicting how consequential your current actions are. The dragon and his human host, who are so incredibly enamored with their mate, are carefully weaving a web in an attempt to trap her. Their mate, who was slowly inching to the web out of her own free will. 

He nods.

Your eyes stray down. You gasp at the sight of his bloodied chest. 

“Oh God ! I’m so sorry, this must hurt a lot.” You apologize profusely, mistaking his growl as a pained one. You move to call for a medic or something of the sort, but Ares grabs you and pulls you to lay on the bed, your supine body beneath his large frame. 

He looks down at the gash, his body will recover soon. He can’t smell anyone nearby or in the room except himself and his mate. So there’s no danger. 

His chest rumbles in happiness though, knowing his mate was worried about him. “I heal.” 

The worry evaporates from your face, instead replaced with amazement. Though the sight was unappealing, upon taking a closer look, you could see the edges of the cut sewing themselves together. 

“Amazing.” You breath out. His chest puffs up in pride, knowing he was the cause of the current expression painting his mate’s features. 

“Cute-“ his simple observation causes your face to heat up ”-good mate” and the rest of his statement didn’t help that. His face leans down and instead of pecking you, he nudges your face, and sinks down to your neck where he starts laying kisses, then slowly begins licking. The warm sensation was strange, but you didn’t find yourself hating it when he spread his warm saliva on your neck. You didn’t even find yourself hating it when his teeth start softly suckling on your neck like a chew toy. His sharp teeth aren’t quite breaking the skin. 

A content sigh leaves your lips as tingles travel down your spine. He continues leaving love bites on your neck, and upon finding it decently covered, he goes on to suck on the mating mark, and to your horror, a tiny moan escapes your lips. His movements pause, and his wet mouth detaches from your neck to flash you a smirk, and you found yourself longing for the sensation. 

This is strange, you should be protesting, you should be embarrassed, but it feels as though a fog is clouding your senses. A sweet, sweet fog. It’s as if you’re put under a spell and all that is occupying your mind is the dragon who claimed you as his mate. Little do you know, you aren’t that off mark. 

“Hot.” He says as he caresses your cheek with his calloused finger hand. 

“I’ve never done this with anyone before. It feels so nice…” you confess, your eyes seem glossier than usual, it’s as if being teased by this pleasurable feeling then having it taken away is frustrating enough to make you want to cry. 

He made a satisfied noise that is akin to a rumble and a growl. “Good. Mate is mine.” 

His hand starts caressing your tummy. Even with the dress you adorned, you can still feel the warmth. His head followed the direction of his hand, his nose doggedly sniffing your stomach. If you hadn’t known he was a dragon, you might’ve assumed he was a wolf shifter. 

“No hatchling.” 

You frown, not having expected this. 

“Do you want kids ?” You ask and receive a singular word in response. 

“Hatchlings.” 

You grow increasingly uncomfortable as every daunting second passes by. You didn’t like the direction of this conversation at all. If you could even call it that. 

Would Katsuki be repulsed by his dragon’s behaviour? Would he be repulsed and weirded out by you ? He didn’t let the tiniest hint that he might like you slip out. 

You notice that the sky outside has darkened. It would be safe to assume there would be no dinner tonight. Not with this primal dragon keeping you away from the prying eyes of anyone. You wiggle out of this hold, and when he notices that you are trying to slip away, he makes a move to grab you but you stop him by putting a hand on his shoulder. “No.” He whines in response, trying to ignore the barrier of your hands but you repeat the ‘no’. 

“I have to change.” You explain, wincing at the thought of sleeping with this uncomfortable gown. Pretty, but uncomfortable. 

Bakugo was about to protest, your dress made you look like the queen you are, the pastel shades of pink and flowers decorating it make you look...Cute. But then the image of your nightgowns cross his mind. 

Your tiny, tight nightgowns that leave most of your delicious legs on display and do little to contain your womanly breasts that are going to fill with milk and feed his hatchlings soon enough. 

He lets you go, and to his delight, you come out of the bathroom in a maroon night dress. Your maids would usually come in two hours to prepare you for bed, but today is a mess as it is. Maybe going to bed earlier would be favourable for everyone. 

Katsuki’s chest is completely healed, nothing but a tender, pink line across his chest to tell the tale. You could bet that by morning there would be nothing. And this day will be a forgotten memory in your husband’s mind. You brought with you a wet towel to wipe his chest of any remaining blood. 

You sit on the edge of the bed, and push his body into a supine position. He watched you intensely and in silence as you wipe his chest, the warmth blooming across it either from the hot water that dampened the towel or from the love within the confines of his heart as you cared for him. Maybe it’s because for once, he feels true care from the other side of the bond the two of you share. 

He loves you so fucking much. If only he can just tell you. Well he can, but Katsuki can’t . You’ll reject him and it’ll ruin everything. 

“I love you, mate.” He speaks softly, that even his deep voice feels like a warm blanket on a winter day because of how tender his confession is. 

Your blood rushes to your face and ears, but you clear your throat awkwardly. You don’t know what to do. The dragon might think that he does because of course he fucking would, he marked your neck and bonded with you, but Katsuki doesn’t. 

“Thank you.” You reply stiffly, before disposing the towel and washing your hands. 

Your head is reeling from the confession, but you feel incredibly robbed, for some twisted reason. If only you got stuck in a loving marriage, if only. You yearn for love, but the one person in your love who mentioned love in relation to you is a beast who’s human host will never let out after this turn of events. 

The dragon, Bakugou, on the other hand wasn’t faring any better. He was happy when you expressed your gratitude in relation to his confession, but when he clocked that you never said it back his mood plummeted faster than a dragon whose wings got obliterated mid flight. 

His mood felt so low, that when Katsuki prodded him for control, he didn’t protest. 

……… 

 After freshening up yourself, you return to the bedroom and immediately sense the change in demeanor. 

Katsuki should do this now. He needs to bind you to him emotionally. 

“(Y/n). I need to speak to you.” He motions for you to sit down, his voice that’s usually boisterous and loud is now eerily calm. 

You walk, the padding of your steps filling the otherwise empty room. 

The few seconds it took you to sit on your side of the bed, facing him, were enough for him to finalise his plan. 

“I need to get you pregnant.” Your mouth gapes at his blunt statement. 

“Excuse me ?”

“This thing today, it happened because we delayed consummating our mating because I knew you weren’t ready. But I can’t delay this anymore. I’m sorry, but my dragon demands a hatchling, or what happened today could be repeated until I can’t control him anymore.” He explains. Don’t question. Don’t question. Please, accept his explanation- or more befittingly, his lies. 

You didn’t see his paralyzed form on the floor, he didn’t especially fill you in on what mating entails. 

And he’s reaping full advantage of that. 

Maybe his lies will come back to bite him, but he needs a child with you so he knows you won’t leave him—maybe after tonight, you’ll also develop some affection for him. He’ll be so good to you, you just have to give him a chance. 

His heart pounds so hard that he can hear it as loud as a drum being played right next to his ears. His poor, sensitive ears that will soon fill with the sound of your moans. 

You sigh. You didn’t want to do this. It was too abrupt. To have a child… but the thought of endangering all those lives didn’t sit well with you. It’s not Katsuki’s fault, it’s not, it was nice of him to wait for you anyway. But tears still formed at the corner of your eyes. Frustrated tears, helpless, angry tears. But tears won’t help you. 

He could have forced you to do it on your wedding night and demanded you perform your duties as a wife, even if you didn’t want to do it. And for his understanding, you were grateful. 

“I-“ your voice cracks”-I—I understand.” And his heart cracks upon seeing your red eyes that filled with tears, tears that veiled the natural curiosity and brightness that your eyes seemed to naturally permeate. Tears that didn’t make you any less beautiful to him. 

Before he starts feeling guilty, he reminds himself that he’s doing this for your future. He’ll make your sadness and doubt disappear soon enough. 

His hand, as if it has a mind of its own, goes to your soft cheeks and wipes the falling pearls. Your doe eyes look at him, innocently surprised, and the witness coating your lenses only made you look more angelic. As if acknowledging that you’re at his mercy-or rather, trusting him with your sadness. 

He wipes all your fallen tears, then brings your smaller body closer and hugs you. This would have been greatly romantic-and it was to you, but the underlying truth is that Bakugo is the cause of those tears. 

“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you and our hatchling.” We’ll be the perfect family, just that way we're always supposed to be, mate. 

“It’s-“you hiccup”- it’s fine. I-I don’t blame you.” You reassure, returning his hug. You were surprised that Katsuki was capable of being nice like this, you didn’t know that he possessed a gentle and tender touch. Everyone always pitied you for being forced into wedlock with him, despite keeping their opinions to themselves. Maybe that’s what caused the barrier in your relationship. You suddenly feel shame at judging him so fast. 

But instead, you soak up the warmth of his body pressed against yours. 

Katsuki took the initiative, he cups your cheek and presses his warm, supple lips against yours. A truly loving kiss, because Katsuki loves you and he’s about to show you what him loving you entails. 

Surprisingly, his dragon makes an odd request.

Katsuki tries to continue kissing you but his dragon is growing increasingly demanding with his pursuit of control. 

Katsuki detaches from your lips, dissatisfied with it, but why ? The first time he kissed you at your wedding, it was magical, but now he hungers for more. 

Through his frustration, he lets his control slip and that’s when Ares comes out. 

And he truly looks like the God of War. 

He’s ready to conquer.

He smashes his lips against yours, rather roughly, and the smacking sounds of your lips filled the room. His warm tongue prods your lips, and through your inexperience, you clumsily followed his cue. He’s like a more primal version of Katsuki. 

His tongue begins exploring every crevice and every corner of your mouth, only becoming more hungry at the taste of you. 

He only separates himself after you start running out of breath and when your delicate hands push his chest away. 

His hungry eyes take in your red and swollen lips appreciatively. “Mate delicious.” 

His smirk however, flips to reveal the unfamous scowl of Katsuki. 

“Sorry. He’s eager. He wants to breed you roughly, he demands it.” Katsuki tells you shamelessly, panting with need and cheeks blushed lewdly. His predatory eyes take in your compromising position, thinking of different positions to breed you. 

“It’s ok, just please be gentle with… you know-- I’m a virgin...” you remind him with a chuckle as you try to play it off, but the embarrassment is evident on your face. Katsuki was well aware of the fact, but seeing you admit that he would be the one to deflower you just made the tent in his pants more obvious. Sprawled out beneath him, trying to avoid eye contact from shyness. What a beautiful sight. 

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you enjoy it.” 

He went back to kissing you, and his dragon kept giving him tips, surprisingly, and seeing how he ravished your lips before, he took the beasts advice wholeheartedly. He shed his clothes while you were preoccupied with his lips. 

“I am too, if it makes you feel any better.” That’s pleasant to hear, and it only gave your ever improving image of Katsuki more credibility. He’s not like those perverted male royals who frequently use prostitutes while fussing over the slightest male interaction their wives have. You guess that’s a plus of marrying a dragon.

After he thoroughly swapped saliva with you, his lips go to your ear and breathlessly whisper “I’m going down to prep you.” 

Your features scrunch adorably in confusion. “What do you mean ? Don’t you just put it in ?” 

He internally coos at your words, so naive. 

Outwardly though, he chuckles. “You’d be crying if I just shoved my dragon cock on you sweetheart.” 

You gasp and his words and cover his mouth with your hand. 

“Katsuki ! Don’t be crude. And did you just call your manhood cock ?” 

He continues chuckling, only now with new found vigor while removing your hands. “Yes, I called it cock.” 

His red eyes didn’t seem to hold the slightest bit of shame, you huff grumpily. 

“Ok (y/n), you have to be relaxed for me, ok ?” He asks seriously, and you nod, not knowing what to expect, but willing to let him lead. 

Katsuki goes between your legs, and lifts your tiny dress up to reveal your panties. He could already see some wetness. He slips your cotton panties down to reveal the delicious sight of your pussy. 

You adorably turn your face away, not willing to look any longer at him looking at your private parts. 

He’s lucky his primal urges are guiding him on what to do or he’d be lost, but his dragon is eagerly licking his lips at finally being able to taste his mate. He takes a tentative lick, and becomes pleased when you tense up. He takes another, slower one and when he pinpoints the exact location that had you tensing, he pays attention to it. 

After hearing a cute, restrained moan escape the confines of your mouth, he begins sucking on your clit. Your thighs close around him as you moan louder. 

“Ah. Katsuki, that feels so good.” So sexy, it’s like all his dirty daydreams in one sentence. 

He keeps sucking, and his fingers prod at your opening. You were lubricated enough that his thick finger slips right in. He experimentally thrusts it in and out while he keeps on sucking you and gets rewarded with pleasurable noises from you. 

He adds a second finger, the stretch still not quite enough. 

A third finger prods your entrance, and you gasp. “Please slow down Katsuki…” 

He gives your thigh a kiss, and murmurs a little apology before he resumes eating you out. 

Your thighs clamp around his head in pleasure as he continues sucking you. Your heart rate speeds up as you abandon all inhibitions and moan for the man pleasuring you. 

“Katsuki I feel- I feel like I’m going to pee…” you confess bashfully as he continues to suck you with his mouth while two of his fingers thrust in and out of you, mimicking the movement of his manhood. 

“No, you're about to cum. Don’t hold it back.” He commands you. So that’s what the knot you feel in your stomach is. 

He takes his fingers out and uses both of his hands to lift your hips up. His tongue teases your nub, not sucking anymore but merely rubbing your clit with the tip of his tongue. The loss of the stimulation of his fingers, added with this, makes you come down from your high. Frustrated tears stream down your face as dissatisfaction gnaws on your chest. 

“Why ?” Your question while looking down at his face between your legs, he gives your clit lazy strokes. 

“You didn’t say thank you. Is that how a good mate behaves ?” Katsuki’s voice was deeper now, not deep enough for it to be Bakugo-the dragon, but deep enough for you to know he’s primal right now.

He did say he wanted it rough… 

“I’m sorry Katsuki. I’ll be good from now on, promise !” You beg, desperately for more stimulation then the lazy strokes if his tongue. 

“I don’t know if I should believe you.” He rubs his dampened chin, looking contemplative. 

“Please, I’m gonna be a good mate ‘n say thank you Katsuki.” You plead again and he hums in response. 

Katsuki is crooning with pride seeing how desperate for him you are. Your lip wobbles as you beg, dependent, submissive to him and only him. 

“Fine, since you begged so nicely. But next time, I’m going to punish you.” You nod in acceptance. But before he can reprimand you for the same mistake, you use you words. “Ok, thank you.” His chest rumbles in pride at your obedience. 

In no time, Katsuki had you cuming in his tongue, and he laps it up, moaning at how tasty at is. 

“Thank you- ah. Thank you-“ you babble incoherently. 

Katsuki lays kisses on your thighs, giving a few nibs to mark you. 

He slips your night dress off while you bask in the afterglow of release and growls at the delicious sight of your bare breast. 

He captured a nipple in his mouth, twirling his tongue on the sensitive skin then suckling like a hatchling would. 

You bury your hand in his hair, pulling at it as pleasurable tingles travel through your body. 

“Gonna fill those with milk soon.” He declares, his fierce and deep voice confident while he squeezes your breasts in his hand. 

He took off any remaining layers on himself, deciding he delayed this enough. He was kind of nervous at your reaction. 

You look in horror at his monstrous manhood, huge, absolutely huge and the thickness towards the end could compare to a coke can, a fizzy common drink you saw servants indulge in. 

“ it’s not going to fit.” You say, folding your legs against your chest protectively. This huge thing, inside you ? Hah. 

“Yes it is.” He growls. But he softens his tone when he sees the intimidated look on your face. 

“Don’t worry.” Even though you still wanted to protest, you realize that it’s not like he can help his size, so you nod cautiously. 

He takes hold of your ankles and spreads them further apart, revealing your juicy core. 

A white pearl of precum gathers at the tip of his dick, glistening and proof of his excitement at finally being able to breed you and claim your body. His balls were full and ready to be milked inside your walls. 

“There, you can hold my hand. And tell me if it hurts.” You nod, and he interlocks his fingers with yours while his other hand adjusts his cock at your entrance. He pushed it inside, smoothly at first and he had to bite his lip to contain the whine that was going to slip out. A few inches in and you were gripping his hand until both of your knuckles turn white. 

“It hurts.” You rasp out. Well that’s troublesome, less then half his cock is inside. 

Despite how tempting it is to just ram it all in, and bask in the warmth of your walls, he gave you his word. So he pulls out, his length wet from your juices. 

He puts one of your legs over his shoulder and goes eye level with your cute, tight little hole that didn’t manage to take him. 

He gathers saliva in his mouth, then sticks his tongue inside. His warm muscle fucks you for a few minutes, thrusting in and out and relaxing your rigid walls. 

But when you start moaning for release, he takes his wet muscle out. 

Half of his length slips right in from your wetness. 

He grabs your hand and laces his fingers in yours yet again. Your hot walls clamp around him, and as he pushes his length in more and more, your tightness becomes comparable to a piece of cloth stretched too thin. It feels as if he’s going to rip you apart. 

Tears slide down your face, he’s too much. “Katsuki, it hurts…” he squeezes your hand, and begins kissing your tears away, distracting you from the painful penetration. 

“I’m all in honey. It’s ok.” He rasps out. You sigh in relief. It hurts so badly, but you’ll bear with it like a good mate. 

He stays still for a few moments, cockwarming you, while he tries to restrain his raging dragon. He growls in satisfaction, having popped your cherry and claimed your body. His scent is all over your body, even your insides. 

He begins moving his hips, hungry for the friction. You start to relax slightly, and after a few thrusts, you start to even enjoy it. 

He moans when your walls squeeze him, squelching sounds filling the room as he picks up speed. He lays his head on your chest, sucking your mounds while his hips snap against yours. 

“‘Gonna breed you so good. You’re gonna be gorgeous, swollen and full with our hatchlings. They better look like you, gorgeous.” He rambles, his cock twitching at the thought of you nursing the hatchlings with your milk and rocking them and cooing at them. It seems that you agree with him, because you hug his body tighter and squeeze him harder. So hard that his fucking falters. 

He groans when your fingers pull his hair, pretty lips mouthing pleas to come, the broken begs sounding better then any music he’d ever heard. 

He grabs your knees, pushing them against your chest, which made your walls even tighter, and let him breach and massage untouched places. 

“Ah.” You moan loudly in surprise when his tip nudges against your crevix, your tongue lolling out lewdly. 

His expression mirrors yours as he flushes an even deeper shade of red. He groans as you tighten around him in preparation for an orgasm. 

“Tell me baby, did that feel good ?” He asks, pushing your legs against your chest even more while the sound of the room fills with his balls slapping against you. 

“Yes. Thank you- thank you. Please let me cum. I’ve been good. Please. Please.” You plead and plead, but his hips slow down in response. 

“No !” You protest. He shushed you gently, grunting at the sudden lack of pleasure coursing through his body. 

“Shh. It’s ok. I’ll let you cum if you do this one thing.” You nod eagerly in response. Anything. 

“Tell me you love me.” You almost expected the voice you heard to be animalistic and deep like Bakugo, but it’s the more humanoid one lf your husband. 

“I love you Katsuki.” 

His heart flutters, the words he’s been so desperate to hear finally come out of your mouth. His lips lay a soft peck on your lips, his tender touch soft like a lover’s touch would be. 

“I love you too kitten.” He replies, and before your brain can return to its senses, his hips begin slamming again, and in no time, you are squeezing him like a vice while you cum around his cock. He hugs your small body close to him, your soft chest against his, while his cock paints your walls white. 

“So much cum and it’s all for you. It’s gonna keep coming out because dragons have that much fucking cum for their mates-“ he rambles breathlessly, shocks still traveling through his body, “- then when it finishes, I’m gonna flip you and fuck you from behind and fill you all over again.” 

The fog was starting to clear from your head, and once again, you become aware of your sweaty bodies hugging each other close and his massive cock that's still inside you and still filling you with cum.

“Uh, you want to do it again ?” You ask, unsure whether his post orgasmic rambling his nonsensical or not. 

His red eyes look at your flushed face, and he wipes any sweat or tears sticking to it with his hand- which is fairly sweaty in its own regard, but he wanted to feel like he’s taking care of you. 

“Can I ? I- the dragon is not totally satisfied yet.” He confesses while his hand presses your bloated stomach and hisses due to his cock still being inside. He’s proud of having bloated his mate because of his seed. He’ll be damned if he doesn’t do it again.

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kofi

[corysmiles]

Little Streamer AU Part 1

cw/language (bc Tommy of course)

Tommy kicked his legs back and forth anxiously as his father drove him up to Brighton in their clunky family van. The windows were cracked open allowing a cool breeze into the car that washed over Tommy like a wave. His much bigger father just drove on in silence with only quiet music filling the car, leaving Tommy’s mind to wander in excitement.

He was finally going to get to meet his friends; he’d finally have other friends who were the same height as him. He loved his human family and friends sure, but he could count on his fingers how many other tinies he had met in his life. And that number went down even farther if he thought about how many tinies he’d actually had as close friends.

That all changed once his parents had gifted him a tiny pc for his 13th birthday. He met tons of other tinies through streaming and talked to them all almost every day. So when Wilbur had told Tommy about the meet up they were planning in Brighton with Phil and Tubbo Tommy couldn’t be any more ecstatic.

“God you’d think you won the lottery with how excited you are child,” Wilbur had said to him through a Discord call when Tommy was packing for his trip.

“I’m just really really excited to see everyone dickhead,” Tommy spat out as he tried to shove even more clothes into his already full suitcase which was made of scraps of red fabric poorly sewn together.

“Awe does lil Tommy want to see his famwy,” Wilbur laughed.

Tommy frowned and flipped off his monitor even though he knew Wilbur couldn’t see him.

“I’m just excited alright I think it’ll be cool,” Tommy replied before pausing to add on, “Plus itll be nice to get away from motherinnit.”

They had stayed on the call for almost another hour after that conversation until Tommy was fully packed. They’d said goodnight to each other and fallen asleep anxiously waiting for the meet up.

Now Tommy could barely believe that in only a few minutes he’d be meeting his friends in person.

His father glared down at the GPS on his phone and huffed as he made a sharp turn, making Tommy’s car seat (which was tied down to the larger seat) shift harshly to the side.

The car pulled into the parking garage of a brick apartment complex before it stuttered to a halt.

“We’re here Tom,” his dad smiled as he reached his hand down for Tommy to climb in.

“Fuck yeahhhhh,” Tommy grinned as he stepped up onto his dad’s hand and let him cary the boy out into the cool Brighton air.

His dad walked around for a little bit with Tommy held in his fist as he searched around for the tinies Tommy was meeting up with. However as he searched it became more and more clear there were no other tinies in the area.

“Hey Tom...are you sure they’re here?”

Tommy grumbled from his hand and pushed his head out from between his fingers to look around, “I mean yeah they have to be here why would they lie about this.”

Tommy’s father sighed, “I don’t know I really don’t see anyone here who looks even remotely close to your size...”

Tommy squinted and looked around for any familiar faces before spotting a man with brown curly hair and a pair of circular glasses. He seemed familiar to Tommy for some reason and he just couldn’t seem to figure out what drew him to the tall human.

Until he heard his laugh. The man chuckled deeply as he talked to whoever it was he was chatting with on his phone and Tommy felt his heart stop.

That was Wilbur...his friend who he had assumed was a tiny all this time....and he was fucking huge.

“Uh...dad,” Tommy whispered.

“Yeah Tom?”

“That’s Wilbur,” he said slowly.

His father’s face contorted in confusion as he stared at the tall man across the street.

“What do you mean, isnt he supposed to be well..you know,” he said as he gestured to his pointer finger and thumb that were only about an inch apart.

“Yeah I uh...yeah I thought that too,” Tommy said softly.

His father shrugged and started to approach Wilbur, “Well okay then let’s go meet him, ay?”

He tapped the brunettes shoulder and immediately Wilbur’s face lit up with a smile as he hung up on whatever call he was on to greet Tommy’s dad.

“Hi hi I’m Will it’s very nice to meet you and I can’t wait to see your son I promise we’ll be safe and careful while we’re out and around and-“

“Woah woah it’s okay,” Tommy’s dad laughed at the younger man’s flustered enthusiasm, “if Tom trusts you I do to.”

He then motioned for Wilbur to stretch out his hand which the brunette assumed was for a handshake until the older man’s hand never met his own.

“Open it up,” Tommy’s dad said.

Wilbur complied in confusion leaving his hand turned up towards Tommy’s father when a small weight was placed on his palm.

“Huh you wh-“

Wilbur stared down at his palm in amazement at the tiny boy in front of him. He was so small he could wrap his hand around him completely if he wanted to and though he was an almost comforting weight he could probably crush him with just one hand. The thought immediately made him feel sick.

“Tommy?” Wilbur asked incredulously.

Tommy smiled and laughed nervously from his hand as Wilbur’s fingers instinctively went to wrap closer around him to keep him safe.

“Yeah big man...I uh, not gonna lie I thought you’d be a lot smaller huh...” Tommy stuttered out.

Wilbur nodded slowly, “uh yeah I could say the same for you but uh...you know the opposite.”

For the life of him Wilbur could not stop staring at the boy in his hands, the boy who he thought of as a sort of brother, the boy who looked so tiny in his hand, the boy who now was starting to look nervous under the older man’s gaze.

The moment was broken by Tommy’s dad forcing out a cough and clapping his hands together.

“Well Will have fun with him, if he dies you have my number,” he said with a laugh before walking off to his car, leaving Wilbur alone with Tommy.

“Ay mate was that Tommy’s dad where is he?”the pair heard as a shorter man jogged up to the two.

Tommy immediately recognized Phil, his internet father-figure, as he ran up with two cups of water for him and Wilbur. And fuck...he was also human too.

He tried to keep his disappointment from showing as he looked up at the practically giant man.

“Uh...yeah Phil he’s uh-well he’s here,” Wilbur said slowly.

Phil looked at him in confusion and laughed, “Uhuh so he’s invisible now or wha-“

Phil felt his mouth fall open as Wilbur turned to him with his hands held out. In Wilbur’s hands sat the annoying gremlin child who he had spent so much time on calls with helping out with his pc and gaming.

“He’s uh...very small,” Phil said.

Tommy laughed nervously at Phil’s confusion and stood up shakily to get closer to Phil.

“Yeah well...I could say the same for you bitch” Tommy smiled.

Phil frowned down at the kid who was still just as annoying even with his short stature and sighed, “Alright well uh I guess this is a thing huh?”

Tommy hummed in agreement and spat out, “Well in all fairness I thought you were all tinies too so this is just as shocking for me bitches.”

“Uhuh,” Wilbur laughed as he pulled Tommy back closer to his chest.

“Well I guess we gotta go meet up with Tubbo now, and if he’s the size of a fucking rat too I’m out of here,” Phil chuckled as he watched Tommy cuddle up into Wilbur’s hands.

“Yeah...” Wilbur responded but he didn’t seem like he was really paying attention to Phil’s words.

The taller man was completely focused on wrapping the tiny boy up between his fingers. The need to protect him and keep him close almost overwhelmed him.

Phil sighed at the two and grabbed Wilbur’s forearm to pull him away. This was going to be a very strange meet up for sure.

[anne-white-star]

Band queen x reader depressed!reader: Don't do it

Please before you read this x reader

Here is a link to a post with phone numbers to difrent suicide hotlines please stay safe and alive and remember you are important and loved!!💗💗💗

Notes : reader is depressed after her parents broke up her grandma is on her death bed And her boyfriend cheated on her with an other girl. The Queen boys come acros her about to take her own life by jumping of a bridge (takes place in London at the tower bridge) this is just a story and is not acurate takes place during the early years of queen

Sorry for any spelling mistakes

Words: 1287

Warnings : cursing attempted suicide, depression fluff and comfort at the end

(Gif isnt mine)

"What do you mean you don't love me anymore?! Could't you have said that before you cheated on me, its already hard enough for me david, my parents are getting devorced and my grandma is on her death bed!!!!!!"

"Oh its hard for you y/n, don't you understand, im in love with someone els while being stuck with you."

"You fucking asshole, thats it get out i don't want to see your fucking face here ever again!"

"You can't kick me out"

"Yes i can who is the person who is paying for the roof above your head, me! Who is the person working two jobes?, me!, get the fuck out before i break something like your fucking arm!!!"

"You crazy bitch"

"Try me david i fucking dare you, now get out!!!"

"Fine but don't come back to me if you need somone"

Tears streamed down y/n her face "Oh dont worry about that" when david was finaly out the door she slamed it closed and broke down crying.

"Why can't life be easy for me, why everything at once why why why!!!" She stood up And walked to her desk and pulled out a piece of paper and a pen and started to write

Dear person who finds this letter

As i write this its to mutch for me to continue on with my life with everything happening at once.

i don't really know how to get out of this situation other than ending it all.

if anyone finds this letter please let my family and Friends know i love them

Lots of love from

Y/n y/l/n

When she finished wrighting the paper was soaked by her tears, y/n stood up And placed the paper on the coffee table and walked out the front door down the street on her way to the tower bridge.

At the same moment at The Vault 1894 (its a pub near the tower bridge, its just for the story so its not acurate that they went here) a group of friends walked out on their way back home

"I personaly think the gig went extremly wel what about you Fred?"

"Oh darling we were amazing up there"

"My hands hurt a bit i guess i went a bit to hard on the guitar" Brian laught

Roger laught as wel "My head hurts a bit from headbanging to mutch"

"Lets get home for a drink darlings we deserved it" they started to walk over the bridge to the other side

Back to y/n, she had climed on the side of the bridge and stood there just looking over the water contemplating if she should do it or not, the tears started to fall again "im so sorry for failling everyone" and with that she jumped

But before she was to far down a hand shot out and grabed her over the side of the bridge "hold on don't let go!!" Looking up with a tear stained face she was met with four concerned faces looking down in her the man that was holding on to her had long blond hair that went to his shoulders. "Freddie please help?!"

The man called Freddie leaned over the side and grabed her by the back of her jacked "please let go of me im good for nothing please?!" She started to sob more

"Oh darling please let us help you please hold on" he put out his other hand y/n looked up at Freddie and grabed it, both Freddie and the blond man pulled her over the railing safely

"There you go are you alright?"

"It honestly could be better" she said softly with tears down her face while rubbing her arms

"Here take this" the man with the longer brown hair gave his jacked to her, y/n took it and put it over her shoulder

"Thank you" she rubbed her eyes

The man with the curly hair kneeld infront of her "Hey is it a good idea if we go somewhere els and not here it might do you better" he held out his hand for her to take

"A..alright Yes lets do that" she took his hand and stood up

"Iets go to our place for the night if thats alright with you?"

"Its fine with please lead the way" y/n said with a soft voice

The boys kept looking at her from time to time and Freddie hold her hand softly in his, when they arived at The hotel that they stayed the night. Once they arived at The door they let her go in first she went to sit on the coutch that stood in the cornor and pulled her legs up to her chin and hid her face

"I'll go and make some tea fred" said the tall curly man

"Alright Brian" said Freddie, the man called Brian went in to the kitchen to boil some tea

Freddie sat next to y/n on the coutch "now tell me dear what's your name'?"

"Y/n" came the muffled replie

"Well hello y/n, my name is Freddie Mercury, the man in the kitchen is Brian may the blond is roger taylor and the guy with the long brown hair is John deacon but you can call him deaky"

John sat down on the other side of the coutch and rubbed his arm over her back "would you mind telling is whats wrong y/n? What happend we want to help you"

She sniffed "wel i had a lot of crap comming over me the past few months, i have been sufering from depression for a few years now and the past few months its been really going down hill"

Brian came back in the room "here drink this it might help" he held out a cup of tea

"Thank you" she took the cup in her hands and smelled the sweet aroma of the tea

"Would you mind telling is more? If you don't want to thats fine"

She sighed "wel a lot of family problemes have been hapening, my parents are getting a divorce my grandma is on her death bed and my boyfriend cheated on me with an other girl, its just to mutch its al happening at the same time" the tears once again flowed down her face

"Oh dear come here" Freddie hugged her and held her close, she clinged to Freddie like he was going to disapear

"Thank you four so mutch i don't know you guys for that long but you made me feel a lot more welcome the past hour than people did the past year thank you" she dried her tears and sat up straight

"Please stay the night we don't think its a good idea For you to go home just yet" said roger

"thats fine, i don't mind sleeping on the coutch"

"Alright we get you some blankets and a pillow so that you can make yourself comfortabele"

"Thanks Brian i apriciate it"

Once everything was set and put up everyone started to get to get ready to go to bed

"If there is anything you need please wake us don't be afraid to do so alright? "

"Alright thanks deaky thank you all So mutch i can't thank you enough"

"Its nothig dear now go get some rest" Freddie gave her a kiss on the fourhead and all the boys went back to their rooms

"Good night you all"

"Good night y/n sweet dreams"

that night after a whole year of sleepless nights and nightmares y/n had finaly a good night of sleep, she was so extreemly thankfull that they saved her and made her feel welcome.

And then she knew that there was always somone looking out for her

The end

I hope you guys enjoyed reading

And please note that if you have depression or know somone who has it please talk to somone about it and get help you deserve to be happy and you are loved♥️♥️♥️

Please consider rebloging if you like the story and leaving a coment is alright to i would love to hear what you think 😊

thank you all for reading ♥️♥️♥️

[queerbuckleys]

that was such a long plane ride i literally ran out of downloaded episodes good lord. i have like 50+ notes that i’m sure you don’t need spamming your inbox

the premise is: (you don’t have to read all of these they’re just my main points)

- buck and chris messing with eddie MY HEART CANT TAKE THIS “we got him” this is the cutest shit i’ve ever seen stop it

- BUCK IS GONNA BE A GIRL UNCLE !!!!!!

- i love may

- WHAT HAPPENED IN TEXAS

- i despise bucks parents

- i’m so proud of buck i’m gonna cry

- SO MUCH FORESHADOWING????

- i’m obsessed with buck/oliver’s natural hair

- oliver takes NO prisoners what the FUCK

- eddie may be the ONLY person who has ALWAYS loved buck unconditionally and shown him that i’m emotionally damaged

- THEY HAVE A DEAD BROTHER?????

- baby buck!!!!!! he was stubborn and reckless from the start are we surprised

- well shit i shouldn’t relate to buck this much

- - i relate to buck way too much this episode for way too many very specific reasons not the least of which is (oversharing) my brother had the same kinda cancer ha

- BUCKS PARENTS SUCK SO MUCH THIS ISNT AN EXCUSE OKAY

- buck getting left by literally everyone in his life is my villian origin story he deserves so much better

- “you don’t have to pretend with me” -the thing buck says in place of i love you

- the way buck has always been looking for a family and he finally found it is truly devastating knowing what’s coming in s5

- awww he found a family in gonna cry i love that his introduction is through a family dinner stop it

- hang on buck telling his parents to call him buck is so important. because yes that what basically everyone calls him. but the reason he told them (“that’s what people who know me call me”) is actually a way he’s keeping them at a distance and putting up a wall because we SEE with maddie (and later eddie) that when someone really, really cares about buck needs to get through to him they call him evan.

- the absolute irony of eddie asking ana out on the jinx episode-

- can we talk about how buck only tries dating again once eddie is??

- i’m convinced that buck is fully aware he’s in love with eddie and is just too scared to mess up what they have and his way of coping is by trying to push eddie to be with someone else and trying to be with someone else himself (no i’m not just saying this cause it’s what i do)

- HEN GIVING NIA BACK BROKE ME

- BUCK AND EDDIE IN THE PARENTS EPISODE IS SO DOMESTIC???

- chris ran away to buck i have no words

- okay so chris is scared of more people leaving right??? that’s his issue with eddie dating??? well BUCK IS NEVER GONNA LEAVE THEM

- i kinda sorta hate taylor

- still obsessed with bucks curly hair

- “that’s the face buck gets when he’s gassy” HELLO???

- MADNEY IS SO CUTE NO ONE TOUCH ME

- “you’re late” buck waiting at home with their son for his husband. buck and eddie should just move in together at this point

- buck and eddie share custody of my entire heart.

that was a fucking ROLLERCOASTER and this is like only a PORTION of my reactions i think i actually lost my mind

and obviously it is i:

🚒

Okay *cracks knuckles* let’s go putting it under the cut cause this got long

- what happened in Texas- there was a crossover with 911: lone star which is the spin off and the important parts are

Hen was in a helicopter crash

Buck said, “my captain is not my dad but he might as well be” (relevant as tks dad is his captain but we won’t be taking about that)

Eddie showed pictures of Chris when they built the skateboard and smiled and said “buck helped” when asked

Buck befriends TK who is gay, and when buck says they should get together if tk is ever in la tk says, “you should know I have a pretty serious boyfriend” (or something it’s too early, but v much implying he thought buck was flirting) and then Eddie rounds the corner

- LOVE ME ANYWAY- that is all

- *hugs*

- (I have a rant about them I posted last night so I’m not gonna rehash that here)

- okay but the you don’t have to pretend thing, I’m sure you’ve seen it, that’s v relevant atm !!! I am unwell

- what cracks me up most about that scene is Bobby is literally wearing a name tag and it immediately becomes like 75% funnier than it already was

- *vibrates about buck and his name*

- fun fact he meets her again on sunset! It’s a surprise tool that will help us later

- I think he’s like these are important people in my life (obviously) but doesn’t know that he’s been building with Eddie everything that he has been looking to find and it’s so right in front of his face he can’t see it and he also doesn’t know that’ he has it. He’s already afraid of screwing things up with literally anyone he has a relationship with, I don’t know that it’s isolated to Eddie.

- I was crying like a baby over nia

- that shit is straight out of fanfic

- oh she gets worse bestie 🙃 but those comments were so fucken out of pocket, “afraid of strong women” excuuuse me

Hen- got shot as a teenager, is a black lesbian in a male dominated profession, is in medical school at 40, I could go on

Athena- too many things to list, badass mf

Maddie- survived an abusive marriage, killed said abusive husband, was a badass while held hostage at her place of work, and other spoilery things

May, Karen, Abuela, and pepa are fucken strong women but you get the point

- I AM SO IN MY MADNEY FEEELS TODAY I CANT

- well you see, THERE WAS CONSTRUCTION ON SUNSET. HE HAD TO TAKE A DETOUR. We are very normal about this

- listen buddie roommates era is real

[pumpkinsy0]

hcs about the shepard’s parents?

•honestly they are rarley at home

•didnt come from good homes themselves so they are basically unknowingly(????? idk if thats the right word) passing down mental issues to tim, curly, and angela

•like they never learned to properly express their emotions safely (im pretty sure its canon that they throw things while arguing and outside the shepard house you could hear crashing) so their kids picked those reactions up

•everyone thinks its bc they were just born that way (aggressive n what not), but its mostly bc they were just taught that rlly early in their childhood

•their mom is pretty much an alcoholic but like religious

•their dad was out if the picture for curly and angelas whole life pretty much, but tim knew him and just wishes he didnt

•their step father isnt really any better, he enables their mom

•they’re not even married for love, just the money benefits, its pretty fucked

•curlys a mamas boy, and she treats tim and curly better than angela

[2000dragonarmy]

When you get this you have to answer with 5 things u like about yourself, publicly. Then, send this ask to 10 of your favourite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool) ♡

Okay, err, put this off cause I couldnt think of anything then forgot 🤷‍♀️ lol I'm here to try and spread a little self-positivity though!!

1. I like that I'm a good listener. I'm not great at talking (even if I knew what to say I usually mess it up on the delivery lol), but friend if you just need an ear and a solid body to show someone's there for you, I'm your gal

2. I like my hair! I dont really dress up, like, at all, unless it's for something important. I'm just a person who's always prioritized comfort over fashion (which, fashion can be comfortable, but my comfort amounts to baggy pants and a loose tee my entire life). I dont mind this, but ya know, I usually appear like this kind of poorly dressed white chick. Anyway, this is to say I love my curly hair because, even though I do literally nothing to it, I usually got this fun, soft, wild curls happening, and I feel like it makes my appearance a little more unique, yeah?

3. I love my physical strength. I'm not sure if it has anything to do with genetics, hobbies, or just the fact that I grew up working on a ranch, but I've always been really proud of how strong I am naturally without training. Idk, it's kind of empowering to know that even if you're not the prettiest, smartest, or most accomplished person in the room, you could prob still win a full-on brawl.

4. I like how emotionally aware I am of others. Everyone has lots of different types of struggles, and I dont want to degrade what someone's been through just because I think I've had it worse. I try (and I think I succeed) at being pretty empathetic even when I cant personally relate to a situation, and I try really hard to always acknowledge another person's feelings or struggles and make them feel seen.

5. I like how consistent I am. It might be kinda boring to most people (I dont blaim you), but I've always loved the same types of food, I like to go to the same places, had the same interests, etc. ect. for many, many, years. And this isnt because I've stagnated and have no original thoughts, or because I just dont have the courage to try something new-- I've tried it, I've thought about it, and I just decided that I still like what I like, regardless of what others say.

Well this was really hard to fill out lolll, idk what that says about me as a person but whatever. It was a good exercise in generating some self confidence though, I'm glad you asked 💖💖

Highly suggest y'all do this and if you do please tag me 👀👉👈💖

[gloriafc]

Daddy's Girl

Spencer Reid × Jethro Gibbs daughter reader

Theres nothing Gibbs loved more than his daughter, even when she decided to join the BAU. He stayed supportive of her even if he disliked the other agencies that weren't NCIS.

After a few years of working as a profiler you started dating Spencer. Of course it took your dad some time to adjust to there being a new man in your life, but he eventually opened up to the idea of Spencer. You could only smile as you watched your dad warm up to your boyfriend once a random boat building fact came out of his mouth, "Sorry. Y/N mentioned you like to build boats. I have a habit of looking into new things." You could only watch with a smile on your face from your spot at the top of the stairs as your dad showed Spencer how to properly sand the wood on his boat.

When you and Spencer got married, your dad didn't even bat an eye, immediately telling Spencer he could have your hand. He trusted your now husband to take care of you. He saw Spencer as the son he never had, and he loved the look you got in your eye whenever you were around him, something he hadn't seen since you were a kid and went on your weekly ice cream daddy-daughter dates. Any man that made you look at him like the way you looked at icecream as a kid was good in his book.

Of course the only time Spencer ever seen your dad smile and get excited was when you told him you were pregnant. It wasn't until then that Spencer actually saw your relationship with your dad, how protective your dad could get.

Of course you and Spencer couldn't contain your excitement and ended up telling your team before they could read into a situation that wasn't there, Penelope being the most excited for another niece or nephew.

As your stomach quickly grew, all the men in your life made sure you were kept away from anything that could cause you and your unborn child any type of harm, unless absolutely necessary. Even then you typically dealt with the victims families during the cases and contributed to the profile and that was all your husband and boss seemed to let you do.

During a briefing you weren't exactly paying attention thinking you were just going to be pushing paperwork in the office after finding out the case was only in DC, and that this would be one of your last cases before maternity leave. Until Hotch hands you the file, making you look at him as you take the file, "You want me to actually join in this time." He doesn't even look at you, "Look at the ID of the body."

Closing the file you smirk and cross your arms, "You want me to pull the Daddy card." "I would like to keep this case as civilized as possible. I dont mind working alongside NCIS, maybe we'll be able to solve this faster. I'd rather have cooperation, than having to forcibly take the case." You just nod and sigh before Hotch offers you a hand and helps you up, "I'll call with what he says."

Knowing your dads sweet spot, you stop for coffee before making your way to NCIS. You can see the happiness on your dad face, as he grabs the cup of coffee and sets it on his desk before pulling you into his arms, "Hows my girl doing?" "Besides creating a human, kinda hungry actually." Your dad can only chuckle as he pulls out a piece of candy from his stash no one is aloud to touch. As you fiddle with the wrapper your dad asks, "What brings you here? Nothing exciting for the FBI to do so you came to snoop out a case?" "A name actually. Colonel Jeremy Walsh."

You can see the look on you dads face as he tries to keep himself from getting angry that the FBI is trying to take his case. "That's what you came for? To steal my case?" You sigh seeing Tony and Abby walking your way, "That's what the department head wants dad. My unit chief would rather work alongside you. I know you want to find your colonels killer for his family, but he's apart of a case with 10 other victims, 10 other families." You watch your dad think and push his buttons just a little bit, just like you did as a kid to get what you want. "Come on daddy. I already can't do much in the field, I need to make sure this son of a bitch is caught for these eleven families. If it was you or Spence I'd want to know the person who did it was caught."

Tony and Abby stop hearing you call him daddy and know something is about to go down. Your dad can only look at you before turning and grabbing his cup of coffee, "Fine. But we're working here." Tony and Abby approach you as you pull out your phone, "What was that about?" You reply as your phone rings, "Your colonel is one of my victims. Dads not too happy that we need what you've found to solve our case."

As you wait for your team to arrive Tony decides to bug you, "So were going to finally see you do your thing, with the husband we've only seen in the picture on your dads desk." You just roll your eyes from your dads chair, "There is no thing. I just profile, my boss, husband, and team don't let me go into the field at all. Unless it's to somewhere I can't get hurt."

When your team arrives and everyone is briefing on what they've found you stare at the map of all the crime scene locations. You stare with your head to the side and a hand on your swollen belly. Morgan moves so hes next to you, "What are you thinking Mama." You click your tongue at the nickname you received once everyone realized you are the mom friend of their group, "Our unsub has OCD." Your dad looks at you, impressed. Tony asks, "You got that. From looking at a map?" You crumble up the piece of paper in front of you, your team dodging as you throw the paper ball hitting Tony square in the face. Your dad chuckles knowing you purposely aimed for his face knowing you dont miss after years of softball. "Don't doubt me DiNozzo."

You fish through the pictures of the crime scenes, "And two maps actually." You pull out the pictures of the many severed limbs of your victims, "Every single body part that's been cut off is the same size. Every autopsy shows that each victim was strangled before getting stabbed and having a limb cut off. He followed a step by step routine with each killing." "If he had OCD wouldn't he have followed with head, arms, then legs? Not a group of heads, right arms, legs, and left arms." You look up at the map, "That was a different routine." You quickly grab a marker and start drawing on a clean map after making some points.

"A star?" You nod and pull out the original map you were looking at, "The different places the bodies were found are the points. We had the first and last victim in the same spot to finish off the star. We found where each body was severed and killed at the center of each arm of the star. Each arm of the star represents a different body part. The center of the star could be his home or where he was set off."

Everyone looks at you like you just found treasure, making Spencer jump in. "A star is symbolic for protection. He could be trying to protect what's at the center." You simply shrug, "Makes sense as to why none of the victims are connected, they were all just in the wrong place at the wrong time." Garcia quickly starts typing on her computer, having come along to use the NCIS data base, "Its a vacant lot, that was once an apartment complex. There was a fire that burned it to the ground, only two casualties. Oh", she stops before continuing, "Aaliyah Johnson and her unborn baby, leaving Peter Johnson widowed." Garcia looks at you after finishing her sentence and you can practically feel her picturing you in that situation.

Everyone quickly leaves, leaving you with Penelope, Kate, Abby, and Ducky, who's come out of his 'office' to chat while you all wait.

After a couple hours you start pacing, your baby being very active and making you uncomfortable, but you just push it off as you worrying about your dad and husband. Kate finally speaks up, "Do you always pace while you wait? Or is it just because it's not just your husband going after a psycho but your dad too?" You shrug, continuing to walk back and forth while Ducky starts speaking, "Its good for a pregnant person to walk around, it keeps them active. That's why when they're in labor they take laps around the floor to help speed labor up."

Just as he finishes his sentence you groan feeling liquid go down your legs, "You just had to say that didnt you." Everyone looks at you, making you look down at the now wet floor, "I really hope I just peed myself." You quickly lean forward grasping onto the table, "Nope its definitely not pee." Penelope and Kate quickly rush to your sides to help you get to the car, "We gotta get you to the hospital." You stop, "Oh no were not. I'm not doing this without Spence or my dad. I'm not doing this alone. They should be back any minute." Penelope just looks at you, "Y/N we both know they're not. Spencer would've called. He always calls when they're on their way back." You squeak out, "Maybe he forgot this time." She just shakes her head, "He'd never forget. You're not alone. I know it's scary but a happy moment. We can call them on our way there." You reluctantly agree and they help you into Kate's car.

Unable to reach anyone, you're quickly set up in a hospital room, Penelope trying her best to distract you, now that you've been given an epidural. "Just imagine what baby girl is going to look like." You smile listening to the heartbeat that's been echoing around the room since you arrived, "Like me with her father's curly mess."

When everything's been handled Spencer tries calling you, but your phone goes straight to voicemail. He tries three more time before looking at the team, "Y/N isnt answering. She always answers." Morgan quickly tries Garcia getting the same thing. Your dad tries Kate who immediately answers and starts yelling about how no one answered their phones. "Are you going to tell me what's going on?"

Everyone waits. When your dad shuts his phone he can only look at his son-in-law, "Looks like your daughter is just as impatient as her mom. She's in labor." Everyone quickly piles into their cars and speed through the streets, sirens blaring, to the hospital Kate told your dad to go to.

By the time they get there it's too late, you've already started pushing. Penelope stays with you, holding your hand as you push, while Kate, Abby, and Ducky wait for everyone to arrive. Kate immediately stands seeing Spencer and your dad run into the room, shortly followed by everyone else. She just shakes her head, "She tried pushing it off as much as possible. She had to start pushing. It's only been a couple of minutes since we got kicked out."

Everyone sits in the waiting room, taking over the small room. Spencer cant help but fidget, his wife is giving birth without him. In the back of his mind he cant help but be thankful that Penelope was there when he couldn't be, but he also wishes it was him in there with you. Derek sets his hand on his best friends shoulder, "Hey she's not alone. And you're just minutes closer to meeting your daughter." Spencer can only nod before looking at his fingers.

Almost an hour later Penelope enters the waiting room, still in the gown making everyone stand. She keeps moving until shes right in front of Spencer, "Oh Spence. Shes beautiful. Y/Ns okay, they're both okay." Penelope can only hiccup as happy tears flood her eyes, "They're waiting for you."

Spencer can only look at your dad, not knowing what to do for once. "Trust me. You'll want to be in there alone for a little bit." Spencer walks down the hallway following Penelope's directions to your room as she stays behind, describing the features of his newborn daughter to their friends.

He stops in the doorway, seeing you sitting up in bed and holding a blanket wrapped bundle. From how quiet it is he can only think the baby is sleeping. Quietly he says, "Hey." You look up and put a finger over your mouth before gesturing him into the room. He makes his way over, standing next to you with his hand on your lower back. He kisses the top of your head before peering at the little girl who already has his heart. He chokes, "She's perfect." At the sound of his voice you watch as your daughter opens her eyes and looks around before locking eyes with her father, "She knows who you are already."

You slowly hand her to Spencer. He moves to sit in the rocking chair that's next to your bed as you let yourself get comfortable, listening to Spencer whisper random nothings to the small girl. You watch as she holds onto his finger before falling asleep again, "She has your eyes." "And your curls." You both watch the sleeping baby before hearing a knock on the door.

Seeing your dad in the doorway you smile. He makes his way to your bedside, placing a kiss on your head, "You got a carseat?" "I had it in my trunk. Was going to bring it over the weekend after this case, but looks like there was a change of plans. How are you feeling?" You smile, "Like I just gave birth to a baby. How does it feel to be a grandpa?" Your dad can only shake his head before his eyes travel to his granddaughter, "I remember when I held you the first time." You simply look at him. "I don't." You dad closes his eyes with a chuckle, "Smart ass."

Spencer stands up and you watch as he slowly hands your daughter to your dad, before moving to stand next to you. You watch your dad smile when a small yawn is heard, "What's her name?" "We couldnt pick between Alicia and Anna, so we made Annalisia." You dad shakes his head with a smile knowing just how indecisive you can be as he looks at the almost spitting image of his daughter in his arms, "Plenty of nicknames for that mouthful."

After a few more minutes theres another knock on the door and you smile seeing your team in the doorway, Penelope now holding balloons as Jj holds flowers. You watch with a smile as everyone fusses over the baby, thinking to yourself that you might be a daddy's girl and only had him growing up, but this girl will be loved by everyone in your makeshift family that you've built. When she starts crying shes immediately transferred to Spencer's arms to allow you to rest up, everyone watching as she immediately stops as she looks up at her dad, Morgan joking, "Look at that already a daddy's girl." Your dad chuckles from his spot next to you and nudges you, "Just like her mom."