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midnightwriter21 · 3 months

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jjk hcs: the jjk boys as boyfriends

characters: yuji itadori, megumi fushiguro, yuta okkotsu

warnings: none (i think?)

AN: if there’s anymore boyfriend hcs that you’d like to see lmk!! read gojo & nanami as boyfriends HERE

YUJI ITADORI

oh girl i am JEALOUS

he can be a little air headed at times but he’s the sweetest bf ever

i say he’s air headed but he’s actually very attentive

you get half an inch trimmed off your hair?

he notices immediately

“babe your hair looks great!”

notices everything about you actually

from your favorite color

to the brand of PENS you prefer to use

who tf notices the brand of pens people use?!?

yuji does

yk the tiktoks of boys picking entire BUSHES of flowers for their girlfriends

that’s him.

he straight up rips a whole bush out of the ground from the front of jujutsu high to give to you

principal yaga was not amused

gojo was tho

HE PRINTS OUT YOUR INSTAGRAM PICTURES TO REPLACE THE POSTERS OF MODELS ON HIS WALL

he’s so proud that your his girl fr

oh and he’s gotta hella pet names for you too

they’re all super basic

babe, sweetheart, cutie, etc.

he flirts w u like y’all aren’t together

awful pickup lines and everything

“do you have a mirror in ur pants? cause i can see myself in them.”

if u don’t think he’s the cutest then u can go argue with the wall bye

MEGUMI FUSHIGURO

he has me in a chokehold

anyways

at the beginning of y’all’s relationship he’s awkward as fuck

but he eases up pretty quickly

veryyyyyy private with y’all’s relationship

if you somehow get him to hold your hand in public let alone give you a kiss?!?

girl count ur blessings fr

and it’s not bc he’s embarrassed of your relationship or anything no ma’am

it’s bc he would NEVER hear the end of it from gojo, nobara, and yuji

valid excuse

but when you two are alone?

oh girl it’s like he’s glued to you

when i say clingy? i mean it

also

king of nap time!!

he’s kidnapping u, bring you to his dorm room, dropping u on the bed, and laying completely on top of you

swear it’s his solution to everything

ur tired? it’s nap time

sad abt something? it’s nap time

a curse beat ur ass? it’s nap time

gojo is being annoying? it’s nap time

nap time cures everything ong

he’s not too crazy w the pet names

in private he’ll call you babe

in public you’re lucky if he adds a -chan to ur name lol

he’s so pretty boy

also can we appreciate his gorgeous luscious eyelashes?

no? okay

YUTA OKKOTSU

i would give my first born to make him feel happy, safe, and loved

KING OF MY HEART

he’s so baby

he’s the type of bf that no matter how long y’all have been dating he still gets flustered over you

y’all been together for an hour? he’s blushing when you give him a kiss on the cheek

y’all been together for a week? he’s blushing when you give him a kiss on the cheek

y’all been together for a year? he’s BLUSHING WHEN YOU GIVE HIM A KISS ON THE CHEEK

HE. IS. BLUSHING.

which is so incredibly endearing and innocent

but don’t get me wrong

mess with this man too much?

oh he’ll snap

he has the patience of a saint. but when it runs out?

oh ur in for it miss gurl

period.

teasing him a lil too much tryna make him flustered

when he finally snaps he is switching that dynamic up real quick

now he’s the one smirking and feeling all smug while you’re the one with the bright red face

ahem…

anyways

yuta’s love for you is very intense

now don’t start thinking HE is intense cause no

i mean yuta loves you so much that he might just crawl up inside ur body and live there

that type of intense

you occupy his mind 99.9% of the time

he’s on a mission and has time to stroll through the mall

“oh y/n would like that” aND HE’S BUYING IT

he’s chit chatting with inumaki and panda

best believe he finds a way to bring you up in conversation

“oh! that reminds me y/n said something the other day about…”

he is the softest ever when it comes to pet names

sweetheart, my love, princess, etc.

i’m so soft for him he deserve the world

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qtkoshi · 1 year

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Maybe gn!Reader and Hobie adopt a kitten and the other three (Pavitr, Gwen, and Miles) come to see the kitten? Maybe a orange kitten gn!Reader wanted to name Spunk or Spike while Hobie gave them a spike collar? Would be cute lol

i luv ur brain anon

"you got....a kitten?"

- ok ok idk if this is what u meant, but u can feel free to run this with the bubblegum reader + hobie bc i think it fits alright :-) - also get a little deep with describing relationship,, but it’s necessary for the plot ! (...) - also!!! tysm for the requests; i am very excited to get into them, but will prob wait till tmrw to release bc it is my birthday today <3 much love to you all

──★ ˙ ̟ to the stars ！

general headcannons

alright first of all: hobie with a kitten? i’m in tears.

i love the hc that hobie has a soft spot for cats and the fact that y’all got one together? bye.

NAPS WITH THE KITTEN JUST NESTLED BETWEEN BOTH OF YOU

this cat is gonna be SPOILED in attention i tell u rn

hobie isn’t as obvious ab it as u, but the amount of times u see him chilling with the cat just perched on his shoulder?? (why are u taking the baby swinging across the city hobie; wait a min now–)

how u got him

imagine this: ur walking past an alley and hear this small little meow; after further investigation you find this tuft of orange fur crying outside the dumpster and

now u gotta take it in what r u talking about!!

bringing him home immediately ; hobie's spidey senses prob picked up the cat's presence before you got in the door.

'baby what's that.' 'c'mon spiderman we got saving to do'

man can't even argue with you

hobie not naming the cat himself bc he doesn’t wanna enforce socio-constructed labels on an unsuspecting creature that can’t consent

u can tho.

and while you very much want to, you tell hobie you gotta think on it for a bit – it has to fit just right!! (tbh he rlly doesn’t mind the cat being nameless, but he’s kinda whipped and will kinda go with what u want if it helps give that pretty lil smile to him again)

spider-squad finding out ab him

the besties r wrapping up something with a fight and hobie’s all k gotta leave and check on the cat and the rest are like ?????

pav absolutely floored bc how dare did u not mention this sooner hobie

'so you lot wanna come see him?' (inter-dimensional travel ensues) – also never gonna complain ab coming to hobie’s house they all think his place is dope

i’m sure we all know orange cats are fucking crazy and that does not exclude the little gremlin jumping off the walls of your flat rn

hobie ofc is smirking bc his son the cat is a little agent of chaos and he couldn’t be more proud

you, on the other hand, are just a little tired trying to get the fucker to stay still for a second so u can put on the damn flea medicine

everybody loves him are u kidding (miles a little hesitant tho, he still has beef with the last spiderman-variant cat he met :/ )

“so whats its name?” miles was watching with wary eyes as the little ball of fur darted around. with a heavy (and definitely not dramatic) sigh, you walk over to the group “still haven’t picked. we just found him yesterday.”

luv the idea of hobie looking at u anytime ur in the room (stay with me now) — can’t help it u just grab all his attention, maybe stop being so lovely idk

speaking of your relationship: he has spent years battering against everything life throws at him that having your love in the palm of his hands? something to protect not in the way he does as a hero, but in the way to cherish as a person?? give the man a break, he deserves to admire you whenever he can.

anyways hobie’s looking at you before going ‘oh yea’, just grunts and pulls out this little collar with little spikes and their matching and oh my that is so cute

says he found it in some garbage, most def made the collar with some scraps like he did his own (gotta keep it cool yk)

you giddy and putting the collar on the little heathen and just all ‘omg wait a min’

promptly lifting the cat up and “THIS IS SPIKE.”

cue golf claps from the squad with some ooo’s and aah’s

more gen headcannons

remember when hobie and the cat were swinging around the city? yea he's taking that mf everywhere. puts him in his pocket like a little surprise

hobie loves to play fight with the cat

spike is the perfect mix; got hobie’s energy and your brightness it’s a win-win

i could write more but i'll stop here for now 🕸️

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#hobie brown x reader #hobie x reader #spiderverse x reader #spiderpunk #hobie brown #across the spiderverse #atsv x reader #across the spiderverse x reader #spiderpunk x reader #hobart brown x reader #hobie۫ ִ✮#this was so cute hehe #thank you anon #!!!!!

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celandeline · 30 days

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I'm thinking about Carl being insecure about his eye. y/n found a way to comfort him. Imagine what comic Lydia did, LOL. But just write whatever you like

i got a little carried away with this one, so it's going to be a two-parter (sorry)

also- comic Lydia sticking her tongue in his eye socket haunts me like the plague because i can't decide if it's disgusting, or i too, would do that given the opportunity

Believe Me

Carl Grimes X Reader [part two]

You always make a point to see Aaron off when he’s about to leave to go recruiting. You know that he can handle himself, that he’s done this a million times before, that Daryl would never leave him behind, even if things got sticky - but you never know. Coming back alive is never guaranteed.

You hold his bag for him while he fumbles with the car keys until it unlocks. “You’re sure you don’t want to take anything else? Another water bottle? More protein bars?”

He turns around to take his pack from you with a smile. “We’re only going to be gone for two days, I think I’ll be alright with just this.”

The rumble of Daryls bike announces his presence before he rolls up beside the car, stopping. “Y’ready?” He gruffs.

“Almost.” He tosses his bag into the passenger seat before turning to back to you with open arms. “Give me a hug.”

You squish yourself into his chest, and squeeze him as tight as you can. “Bye Dad. Be safe.”

You feel him swallow, and hold you a little tighter. Calling him Dad is still a little new, and it makes him tear up a little more often than not. He’s not your biological father - no, your biological parents died years ago at this point - but he has become a father to you, ever since you started living with him and Eric.

“You too.” He says, pulling back to look you in the eye. “And make sure Eric doesn’t try the stairs alone again please. He’s not as good at maneuvering in that boot as he thinks he is.”

You grin, and jokingly salute. “Yes sir.”

He slips into the driver's seat, and then he and Daryl are pulling away, heading towards the gates. You watch them go until they round the corner, and try to put your nerves to rest. The sound of plastic wheels on the sidewalk is a welcome distraction, and you turn around to see Carl pushing Judith along in the stroller.

He smiles when you turn around, and you return the gesture. “They’re going out again?” He asks, nodding in the direction your dad and Daryl went.

“Yeah.” You say. “Only for a couple days this time, but you know.” You never really know when you’re coming back. If you’re coming back.

He nods, and Judith gurgles happily in her stroller, reaching for the hem of your shirt. “You wanna join?” He asks. “M’ just taking her around the cul de sac before I bring her home for her nap.”

“Sure.” You say, welcoming the distraction from worrying about if this is the time that Aaron doesn’t come back. You fall into step beside Carl as he pushes the stroller along, following the sidewalk, passing by the houses of friends and neighbors. It’s quiet, the middle of the day with most of the adults at work - whatever that may be. It almost feels like you, Carl, and Judith are the only people in this whole town.

“You think you’re gonna do that?” Carl asks. “Go recruiting with Aaron when they decide we’re old enough for real jobs?”

“I don’t know.” You say, honestly. “I mean, I guess I wouldn’t worry so much if I was with him, but then Eric would worry twice as much. And I don’t have a whole lot of experience out there - I was only on my own for a couple of months before Aaron found me and brought me here. You’d be good though,” You glance over at him. “I mean, you’ve got loads of experience out in the real world.”

He shakes his head. “Nah- I mean, yeah I’m experienced, but I don’t think they want the kid with the mangled face being the one to go make first impressions on new people.” He grins, halfheartedly joking, “Don’t want to scare ‘em off.”

“Huh?” You laugh, looking over at him. “What’re you talking about?”

He rolls his eye. “C’mon.” He says. “I know what I look like. Sending the ugly guy out there to try and recruit people probably isn’t the best image for our group.”

“Carl.” You say, brow furrowing. “Do you know what you look like?” You’re so confused - sure, he’s missing an eye, but he’s still the prettiest boy you’ve ever seen. The eye that he still has is the kind of blue that makes you think of the sky on a sunny day, and you’d kill for hair like his - long and silky and a dark brown that makes his blue eye stand out even more. He looks like a fairy tale prince.

He glances at you. “You’re looking at me like I’m stupid.”

You laugh. “I mean how could you not be, when-”

“Wow, thanks.” He snarks, cutting you off.

“Shut up.” You say, knocking your shoulder into his. “I was trying to say that you’re the prettiest boy I’ve ever seen, before you interrupted me.”

You words hang in the air, and he looks steadfastly ahead. The only sounds are the plastic stroller wheels rolling on the sidewalk, and Judith’s occasional little noises. You can see a blush rising to his cheeks, and bite your lip to stop yourself from smiling, lest he think you’re making fun of him.

“You’re just saying that ‘cause we’re friends, and you’re trying to be nice.” He says.

“‘M not.” You insist. “It’s true - you’re really pretty, Carl.”

He still won’t look at you. “Half my face is just a hole.”

“Which just makes you look cool and badass.” You say, trying to peer around his curtain of hair to get him to look at you. He still won’t look at you, and the redness on his face has only gotten worse. “You still don’t believe me.”

He shakes his head, slowing as you reach the steps up to the porch of his house. He walks around to the front of the stroller to unbuckle Judith and lift her out of the seat. She slumps against his shoulder, obviously ready for her nap. “Um.” Carl looks down at the stroller. “Could you-?”

“Gotcha.” You say, folding up the stroller and carrying it up the porch steps after Carl. He opens the door and you follow him inside, gently kicking it shut behind you. “Where-?”

“Uh, we usually just leave it by the door.” He says over his shoulder as he starts up the stairs. “Let me just put her down-” He disappears around the bend in the landing, and you prop the folded stroller against the wall next to the door. You loiter at the bottom of the stairs until Carl appears at the top again, still a little pink.

He comes down the steps and leads the way into the living room, towards the couch. You plop down onto the sofa, turned to face him next to you. “So-”

“Can we talk about something else?”

“No.” You grin. “Not until you believe me.”

He rolls his eye. “Fine. I believe you.”

“I mean really believe me.” You say. “What’s it going to take?”

“I don’t know.”

“Fine.” You say. “Where’s the nearest mirror?”

“Are you serious?”

“Yes.”

He pauses for a moment before responding. “I have one in my room.”

You get up from the couch and creep upstairs, careful to keep quiet so as to not wake Judith, Carl a reluctant half step behind you. He points you in the direction of his room, and you slip inside, holding the door open for him before shutting it quietly. The mirror isn’t anything special, just a rectangle of glass hanging above the dresser, but you grin at the sight of it anyway.

Grabbing him by the shoulders, you steer him in front of the mirror, watching over his shoulder. “See?”

“Yup.” He says, unenthused. “I see this every day, actually.”

“Apparently not.” You say, moving a hand from his shoulder to gently play with his hair. “I mean, look at this.” You hold the lock up in front of his gaze. “Your hair is gorgeous. And-” You drop his hair in favor of softly holding his jaw, turning his head so that his jawline is more prominent. “This.” You run a finger along the line of his jaw. “This too.” You turn his head again so that you can sweep your touch over the bridge of his nose. “And of course,” You thumb over his cheek, tapping each of his freckles. Your hand still on his cheek, you grin at him in the mirror. “You’re blushing.”

“What are you doing?” He asks, soft.

“Showing you.” You say.

“Why?”

“Because you should know.” You say. “And it’s personally offensive when you say you’re ugly, because that means you think the guy I’ve been flirting with is a total dud.”

It takes him a minute to process it, and you can see it in his eye when he puts it together. “You’ve been flirting with me?”

“Maybe you are stupid.” You muse.

You didn’t think it was possible, but he turns even more red. “I don’t- really? Me? Why?”

“Jesus Christ Carl, how far am I going to have to go before you believe that I like you.” You laugh.

He makes eye contact with you through the mirror. “As far as you want.”

#carl grimes x reader #carl grimes #twd #the walking dead

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yougavemeyourheartyouknow · 2 months

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Love me or hate me, both are in my favor (Miguel O’Hara x Fem! Reader [HS Academic Rivals AU])

Y’all ready for Miguel to finally kiss (Y/N)’s ass??!?!?!? Not proofread enjoy lol, I had a lot of fun writing this. I tried to be a bit artsy near the end it it’s too cringe I’ll probably delete it and redo it lmao.

Cursing, Miguel finally getting his shit together, lol he’s ooc but it’s okayyy lol

(Y/N)- Your name, (L/N)-Last name, (N/N)-Nickname.

Word count: 2.1k

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Chapter 12: What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way

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You hated to admit it, but you kind of missed throwing away those stupid little apology notes from Miguel. Oddly enough, they had stopped appearing on your desk the day after your last little “date” with Spider-Man. Though you doubt there was any correlation, you couldn’t help but wonder why all of a sudden he would stop after what was about two or three weeks of nothing but notes after notes of apologies.

“He probably realized that you aren’t going to forgive him and decided to finally give up.” Mj’s voice sounded through your phone speaker, lying next to you as you laid on your stomach on top of your bed. Checking over your new manicure you had just received that morning, before letting out a huff as you dramatically dropped your head down on the mattress.

“Can we stop bringing him up? I don’t need reminders of his existence, not like I didn’t have enough reminders before…” You grumbled, you're sure if she was there with you she’d roll her eyes at your theatrics.

“I feel like we talk too much about you two.” She teased, the end of her sentence trailing off in a chuckle.

“Yeah because now that you're dating Peter, I can’t tease you about how you act like a nervous wreck around him anymore.” You shot back, picking your head back up and raising your brow, your smirk evident in your tone.

“Don’t be bitter that I got a boyfriend before (N/N), I’m sure spidey will ask you soon enough.” Your cheeks flared as your best friend tease, despite you starting it first you couldn’t help but feel yourself becoming a bit more shy at the mention of Spider-Man. You know not to take it to heart though as you let out a small laugh.

“Hey aren’t you supposed to be getting ready for that date right now.” You point out, having remembered that she mentioned to you during your last class together that Peter was planning on taking her to some movie after his photography club.

“Oh shit- you’re right! I got to go, I’ll text you later!”

“Okay bye have fu-aaaand she hung up, welp.” You drop your head on your bed once more after grabbing your pillow to place underneath you. Deciding taking a nap would be better than spending the next few hours doing something else, too tired from school to even attempt to watch a movie or tv show, let alone read or do homework. A sigh escapes through your nose, closing your eyes as you snuggle against the pillow, waiting to succumb to your own exhaustion. The white noise of your air conditioner running in the background lulling you to sleep.

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“Maybe this is too on the nose…” Miguel mumbled to himself as he glanced down to the wrapped item in his hands, trying to compose himself as he stands in front of your dorm room, gathering the courage to knock.

It was almost embarrassing, that he was going to grovel at your doorstep in order to get you to even look at him again. He was already bruising his ego enough with the countless apology notes that you didn’t even bother to glance at for longer than a second before tossing them, let alone read. Still despite his… complicated feelings towards you, he’d rather you bruise his ego then anyone else.

His eyes came back to stare at your room number that was etched into your door, before nervously shifting his weight from one foot to the other.

You were a smart girl, a very smart girl. Miguel knew that. So he knew he was potentially playing with fire with his apology gift, he knew more than anyone else how your brain worked, he knew that you could take one glance at it and all the pieces would fall in place. He just hoped that for one, he would wave away any suspicions that you might come up with. Worst case scenario you outright declare him as Spider-Man, but then what? You weren’t one to tell secrets, you weren’t money or fame hungry so you weren’t going to go off and tell the media for a check.

Miguel shook his head, trying to shake away all the possibilities that were now coming to the forefront of his mind. Close his eyes to take in deep breath before opening to them once again to stare at your door.

‘If I keep thinking about it, I’ll end up walking away, just knock damnit.’

Finally, with a sharp exhale through his nostrils, he brings up his enclosed fist to tap lightly on your door. The edge of lips pulling downward after not getting any confirmation that you heard his knocking. After another louder knock, his ears finally picking up the faintest of annoyed groans, making his tensed shoulders slip down just a few centimeters.

Miguel thanked whatever dumb constructor decided to not give the ancient dorm building doors peepholes, because if they did, he knew you wouldn’t have opened the door for him. That’s why he stuck his foot out to act as a stopper, preventing you from closing it in his face once you realized who had decided to interrupt your short lived nap.

What a relief to be able to see your face up close with the mask on to counsel his. Despite the fact that your fake polite smile quickly melted away from your face once you realized who was at your doorstep, leaving a scowl to come and take its place. Miguel barely had time to open his mouth before your frame was once again covered by the wooden door, his school assigned leather shoes certainly getting scuffed from it hitting the side of them. Not even wincing as you attempted to push his foot out with resting your weight against the door.

“(L/N), Come on. It’s been weeks, you can’t keep ignoring me. Just… I-I know I fucked up okay? You were trying to be civil with me and I… Look I’m sorry okay? I’m sorry.” His free hand came up and pushed against the door lightly, not enough to knock you off your balance or anything but enough to peak his head through the door to meet your glare once more. “You know more than anyone else that I don’t do serious apologies. Just hear me out. You’ve-You’ve already got me begging here (L/N), to just be in the same room with you so I can admit I’m an asshole. You don’t have to forgive me, just hear me out! Please-“

He was able to squeeze himself through the crack of the door, closing it before him and leaning against it as he attempted to catch his breath from his babbling, chest raising up and down rapidly as his pleading eyes turned a bit more intense, you took a step back and crossed your arms over your chest, letting out an irritated huff as you kept your eyes on him.

“Get out O’Hara-“

“I’m tired of you ignoring me, what do you want me to do, huh!? You and I are too intertwined into each other’s lives for you to ignore me forever. You know that-“

“Unfortunately.” You grumbled under your breath, rolling your eyes a bit. Miguel, now standing up straight, took a step towards you, a hand flying to his chest as usually narrowed and bored eyes suddenly turned wild and frantic almost like a confused puppy.

“I-“ he paused, letting out a huff, before lowering his voice down to just above a whisper. “I’m not going to leave until you listen to me please just-“ He stutters, taking another pause as his eyes flutter shut tightly, you haven’t even noticed that his eyes were turning glossy and red until he opened them again, had you ever seen Miguel cry before? Well if you hadn’t, this might be a first for you both. “Please (Y/N).”

The use of the first name between you both was rare, you had been in more near death situations then you’ve heard your first name uttered from Miguel’s lips. So hearing it with such… desperation… it made your heart jump up to your throat. Your eyes never leaving his as he took another step towards you and… oh my god… is he kneeling?

“Please I-“ He choked out, the wetness that was threatening to spill out from the corner of his eye finally came down, his hands reached out to yours in desperation, you were too much in shock to think about pulling them away as you blinked down at him almost stupidly. “I can't… take it anymore. I feel like I’m going mad.”

He was being completely truthful with that statement too. He was jealous of his super powered alter ego from getting more attention from you then he was just as himself.

You finally pull yourself back into the current moment, clearing your throat as you shake yourself to help gather your words, neither of you noticing during the whole ordeal that Miguel’s apology gift had landed a few feet away from the door. Tugging at his hands as a signal to get up and off the floor. “O-okay, okay fine. Just-get up Miguel, Jesus…”

You wanted to keep holding onto this grudge of yours, but how could you when you had brought a man who is twice your size and four times your ego down to his knees? Reducing him to nothing more than a crying begging mess. Simple answer, you couldn’t. Whether it’s simple petty or if you felt like you were truly ready to hear him out, it honestly didn’t matter to you anymore. It’s clear from his breakdown that he had suffered enough.

He let out the biggest sigh of relief, sniffing a bit as he finally brought himself back up from your floor. A large hand of his coming up to wipe away a few lingering tears of frustration once he was up on his feet again. A silence fell over you both as you gave him a few seconds to collect himself properly before he could start explaining himself. Finally, with a clearing of his throat, bloodshot eyes met yours.

“Look, I know that… we haven’t been anything more than tolerant of each other… but I should have never,” his hands went to find yours again, grasping tightly as if he was afraid that you’d disappear in front of him. “Ever. Said that stuff to you. It was… too much even for us, if I could take it back, I would. I have no idea what snapped in my mind to say such vile things to you, it was wrong, it was stupid-so stupid-and I regret it. Regret it more than anything I’ve ever done in my life. You don’t have to forgive me, I don’t expect you to. Hell, say the word and I’ll walk out of here and I’ll disappear from your life forever. “

You have honestly never felt so speechless before. Miguel has never made you feel so speechless before.

“But god do I want you to forgive, to take those words back. I'll do anything, and when I tell you that I’ll do anything, I mean anything.”

You couldn’t help the breathless chuckle that escaped your throat, uneasiness bubbling up in your lower gult, despite laughing being your first reaction, you could tell he was all but joking. Your tongue stuck out to lick your suddenly dry lips.

“I can tell you’re being quite… erm, serious, so,” you pause, inhaling the tense air in hopes it’ll help calm your nerves, “I accept your apology.” Miguel took a deep breath to keep himself from turning into a babbling mess again, he could feel that heavy pressure on his chest filling up, he could finally breathe agai-“but I don’t forgive you.” He could feel his airways clog back up, he felt like he was blue screening as his ears heard the words but his mind didn’t want to accept it. He wants to do nothing more than to grovel at your feet again for you to take those words back.

But he couldn’t, it made him a little happier to know that there is something he can build off of, still as he finally was able to drag himself out from your room after putting on the facade of countenance , he felt the need to release all his pent up emotions out. He wanted to cry till his tear ducts stopped working, sob till his throat felt raw. But he couldn’t get himself to do it, his body simply wouldn’t let him, refusing to undo all of his years hiding his emotions more than he’s already done in your room, you're the only one who could make him feel again. What was that book his class started reading last week?

He felt like he had no mouth, and he had to scream.

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#miguel o hara fanfic #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara au #spiderman 2099 x reader #astv spiderman 2099 #astv miguel #miguel spiderverse #spiderman 2099 fanfic #miguel fanfic #academic rivals au #love me or hate me fanfic #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel ohara x reader #miguel x reader #miguel ohara #miguel ohara spiderman #spiderman 2099 spiderverse

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sleepythemvp · 1 year

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<Hellaur people:D guess who back again, a lot of stuff is going on in my freaking life lol, but dw, CONGRATULATIONS TO ERROR143 THAT HAS BEEN RELEASED ON APP STORE AND GOOGLE PLAY! So here’s a fic about our favorite cahcah boi

On a plane <3

Warning: swearing, flirting, chaos, OOC (?), kissing, hugging, teasing.

“Micah, you seriously just spend more than 1000 bucks on this trip…”

You said, sitting in the airport waiting room with him to wait for the plane, on a chair with Skrunkly on your lap.

“Yes angel, because why nottt? It’s OUR holiday yea? We should spend time together while we can!”

Said himself, sitting on the package, use his legs to make the package moving while let out the WEEEEEEEEEEEE noise when the package start to move faster.

This mf actually buy for you and him a own plane so that he don’t need to watch people destroy your and his moments.

Clingy cahcah boi

“Come on…GET BACK ON YOUR SIT MICAH”

“BUT ANGEL *SNIFF* I WANNA SIT ON YOU!! UEEEEEE-“

“Goddamnit-“

It’s a 5 hours flight, and when the plane get back on it balance in the sky…he start to get near to you and start to being a goofy ahhh-

You guys decided to watch a horror movie since you guys were bored

“Yo dude- what the heck is going on back there-“

“No idea- are they okay??”

Meanwhile the plane cabin:

“HOLY SHIT DON’T GO THERE-“

“NUH-UH IF THE GHOST GONNA JUMPS-CARE HER, I WILL JUMP OFF THIS PLANE-“

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHH- ANGEL PLEASE HOLD ME- WHY DID THEY AVOID THE WARNING”

You guys scream so loud that the pilot just laughed their ass out

Alright…next is Uno…hm…OH SHI-

“UNO AHHAHAHAHA”

“Take that back Micah.”

“And whyy??”

You place a +4 card on the floor full of other random uno card that have been place there before, with a smirk on your face.

“heh. Uno bitch”

“How could you do this to me angel-“

Nap time.

You place your head on his shoulders and sleep while he place your head on your head and Skrunkly on your lap

You wake up first, try to stand up without wake Micah and Skrunkly awake

But then he pulled you back and hugged you, and you guys fell into a coma again!

<Thats all from me today- I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE IT SINCE I THINK I HAVE BEEN SKIPPING WAY TOO MANY REQUESTS- I’m so sorry-. But stay hydrated, go eat something. Buh-bye :D

Slee is going to take a nap, brb.

#sleetheeels #slee #micah yujin #micah x reader #error143 x reader #error143 #micah yujin x reader #error143 micah #x reader

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babybluebex · 1 year

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Just imagine dadJoe if his little ones showed up at a photoshoot or an interview 🥹

tiny lil blurb lol bc we deserve it

“This project was so special to me,” Joe said, looking just past his computer as he thought about the interviewer’s question. The interviewer sat on the other end of the Zoom call, watching and waiting, and Joe added, “We filmed mostly in London, which meant I got to stay home with my girlfriend and our daughter, and that was meaningful to me.”

“How old is your daughter now?” the interviewer asked, and Joe smiled widely, thinking about his little Evelyn, his dearest Evie.

“She’s two and a half,” Joe answered. “And she’s a handful, but I adore her.”

“Terrible twos, right?” the interviewer laughed, and Joe nodded as he smiled. “Just one more question, Joseph—“

Just then, the door to Joe’s office creaked open, and he quickly turned to try to shut it; the flat had a draft that opened doors all the time, and he thought he had closed it fully, but he stopped when he saw his curly-haired Evie standing there in her jammies, holding her stuffed bear to her chest. “Well, hello there,” Joe cooed, sliding away from his desk and beckoning her over to him.

Evie instantly went to her daddy, climbing into his lap as she popped her thumb in her mouth, and Joe grunted as she adjusted her tiny weight on his lap. “Seems like someone woke up early from her nap,” Joe said, smoothing down Evie’s wily curls, and he planted a kiss on her head. “Where’s Mummy, darling?”

Evie shrugged and cuddled up in Joe’s warm arms, and he smiled as he turned his attention to his computer once more and the interview call. “This is Evie,” he said. “She gets clingy after naps.”

“Hi there, Evie,” the interviewer said, and Joe smiled as Evie waved at them. “Like I said, one more question— Did being a father affect your performance in this movie? I mean, a horror movie is quite a big undertaking.”

“Well, being a father affects every aspect of my life,” Joe started, wrapping his arms around Evie’s middle. “I wanted the job in A Quiet Place because of how the script affected me, I couldn’t help but imagine if I went through this, how would I protect my family versus how my character protects his family. I would lose sleep, worrying if I would be able to protect my girlfriend and my daughter in this situation. It affected my performance greatly, I’d say.”

“Daddy,” Evie mumbled, her thumb still in her mouth.

“Yes, my love?” Joe said, looking down at her, and she rested her head on his chest, playing with the thin silver chain around his neck.

“Hungry,” Evie said, and Joe nodded, rubbing her back.

“Hungry? That won’t do at all,” Joe said. “We’ll get a little snack in a minute, when Daddy’s done here, alright? I’m almost done.”

“Okay,” Evie whispered, and she kicked her legs a little as she waited.

Joe smiled and shook his head a little, amused by her, and he asked, “You said that was the last question?”

“That’s all I’ve got for you,” the interviewer said, and Joe nodded. “Thank you for your time, have a good one.”

“You too,” Joe said, and he looked down at sleepy Evie in his lap. “Say bye, Evie.”

“Buh-bye,” Evie mumbled, waving at the camera again, and Joe was quick to click off the Zoom call.

“Let’s go find that snack, eh?” Joe asked, slinging her around his waist as he stood from his chair, kissing her face again. “I’m feeling some apples and peanut butter, how does that sound to you?”

#joseph quinn x you #bex answers #joseph quinn x reader #live-love-be-unique #dad!joseph quinn #bex’s drabbles

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the-heart-of-a-monster · 2 months

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I’ve been gone for so long but I have so much to say and idk how to say it so please be prepared for an absolute mess of an ask lol

First, I just really wanna give appreciation for Super Emeralds (The comic creator) and their dedication to THOAM. I’ve been on Tumblr for just a little more than a year at this point, and I only joined in the first place because of this comic. I got into it way back in… What was it, 2020?? 2021? And I fell in love immediately with the concept! Sonic feeling insecure about his new Werehog form? Chip being an active member of the team and a great friend?? TEAM DARK??? SONADOW DONE RIGHT?????????? Ohohoho! You can bet I was completely on board! I tried my best to comment on every page, because I just love giving positive feedback for things I enjoy, and took note of how Super Emeralds evolved their style as the years went on. I wasn’t there during the beginning, and I really wish I was, but the time I’ve spent following this fun little comic has made me feel so much appreciation not just for Super Emeralds as a person, but for the entire Sonic art community as a whole! Art is a creative endeavor, a passionate career, and sometimes it’s really hard to just. Draw. Comics are especially hard as I’ve discovered. So just… Good job to Super Emeralds for sticking around all these years and for giving us such an incredibly thought out and beloved series. And thank you.

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ALRIGHT ENOUGH OF THAT MUSHY GUSHY STUFF AND LET’S TALK ABOUT THE BLUE BOY HIMSELF THAT IS NOW NO LONGER JUST BLUE MUAHAHAHAHASHEHEHEKEFHEOFHFFPWEHFLFHD

I’ve been a bit absent from Tumblr for the last few weeks due to sickness and lack of interest so I am undoubtedly missing a page or two from the equation but OH MY GOSH. POOR SONIC. Bro wakes up from like a 2-day long nap and the first thing he sees is his little brother screaming in his face at 3AM. He’s so confused haha! I noticed he isn’t as insecure or he isn’t really freaking out as much as I assumed he would way back during the exposition pages. This is obviously due to the confusion and whiplash after waking up as his “Normal” self again, but I feel like it’s just him putting on another fascade around his friends. To an extent, at least. He isn’t aware of the new pink markings all over his body and he isn’t aware of just how worried all his friends were. All he knows is that they know about his new form and they for some reason aren’t acting weird about it, so he’s likely just playing along to make sure nobody gets overly concerned. It just seems like something he’d do. Or maybe I’m just grasping at the angst straws, idk.

OMEGA IS FIXED BY THE WAY I DO NOT WISH TO GLOSS OVER THAT FACT. THE BOY IS BACK!! THE ROBO BOYO IS BACK!!! I CANNOT WAIT TO SEE ALL THE CRIMES HE’LL BE ABLE TO COMMIT ONCE TAILS GETS THOSE ROCKET LAUNCHERS WORKING AGAIN HEHEHEEE

Also let’s not gloss over how Omega doesn’t care that Sonic mauled him to death. Let’s not gloss over the fact that Omega clearly cares for the others because of his ignorance to Sonic’s rampage.

Yeah if you couldn’t already tell I’m a sucker for this kinda stuff-

Uhhhhh I don’t really have much else to say, honestly. Maybe I will later, but right now I’m on a time crunch so I gotta keep this all pretty concise. Thank you so so much for reading all the way through, I know this was a really really long one. And again, thanks to Super Emeralds for being able to last this long and not losing motivation for the comic. I know I would’ve given up after just 5 pages! (I actually tried to make a comic of sorts and I literally gave up after 5 pages I am not kidding.)

Aight I gotta go now bye bye!! 👋

ur gonna have a field day in 2-3 weeks depending on when u decide to go on rampage haha

#fan lore #clover-the-awesomest #long post #BTW I APPRECIATE THESE MESSAGES I JUST NEVER KNOW WHAT TO SAY IN FEAR I SPOIL ANYTHING AJHSFAHJS

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agust28 · 4 months

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love in the grocery store 1

pairing jaehyun x reader WC ? Tags fluff Notes GUYS this is part 1/2 because stupid Tumblr wouldn't let me post without cutting out half. This WAS a jaehyun fic until I realized that I did not even type out his name once lol so I went back and put it in but really this could be for anyone if you want.

As life went on, and you continued to grow older, you wondered why you ever thought growing up would be exciting. Maybe it was all the coming-of-age movies you watched, tricking you into thinking that being a young adult was all about being reckless, going out every day, and spending a week's worth of pay as if it was nothing. Oh, how you wish you could revert back into a baby and have eating and napping as your only responsibilities. Unfortunately, you were an adult and had to make adult decisions, like debating whether it was worth stepping out of your comfort zone to shop somewhere other than your regular grocery store because inflation was absolutely kicking your ass. Spoiler alert: it was. Your friend had suggested KOZ, a new store that had opened up a few months ago. Apparently, it had a good selection of food with cheap prices, and that was enough for you. You entered the supermarket and headed towards the shopping carts. You go and tug on a cart, thinking it would slide out seamlessly. Oh, how wrong you were because immediately you are flung so hard into the carts you'd think a bone or two broke. You hear a loud gasp and footsteps rushing to you. “Are you alright, miss?” You nod while you're curled forward, groaning in pain. “Yeah, I just—” Any words about to leave your mouth vanish as you glance up towards the concerned employee. This might be the most attractive grocery clerk on the planet, and you’ve just made a fool of yourself right in front of him! Maybe paying a bit extra for groceries isn’t as bad as you think. “Hello? Ma'am, are you alright?” He places a hand on your shoulder, peering down at you, giving you a view of his name tag: Jaehyun. Wow, even his name is attractive. No thoughts. Head empty. You were so lost in your thoughts you didn’t notice the crowd of worried patrons start to surround you. You instantly straighten up, starting to feel your face reddening by the second from the attention. “Should I call someone?” The cute employee directs his question to which you shake your head profusely. “No! I’m fine really! Thank you!” you rush to say as you back away towards the entrance slowly. “Are you sure?You look a bit shaken—” “I’m fine! Thank you, bye!” You take off in a second as if you were never there. You are definitely not going there again!

#jaehyun x reader #taesan x reader #riwoo x reader #leehan x reader #sungho x reader #woonhak x reader #boynextdoor fanfic #boynextdoor x reader #boynextdoor imagines #leehan #riwoo #woonhak #jaehyun #taesan #boynextdoor sungho #agust28

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hischierdevils · 1 year

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I was thinking that maybe a cute lil blurb for the forget series would be Nico taking care of all 3 of the boys by himself and calling Jack or maybe Dougie to help him out! And y/n comes home to find all her boys passed out on the bed together lol or something. I feel like having 3 boys is so overwhelming!!

“I pumped earlier so everything is in the freezer when Cam’s hungry. Ben needs his ear drops again at noon and Al-“

“Babe.” Nico takes the blanket you were folding out of your hands. “I can take care of the boys, I am their Dad you know.”

“I know.” You give your husband a nervous smile. The season just ended and this is the first time Nico will be alone with the boys since Cam was born two months ago. “but…”

“But nothing.” Nico says as there’s a knock at the door. “You deserve a day to yourself. We will be okay.”

“I get!!” Alex runs toward the door, opening it before you or Nico can stop him.

“Hey little man.” Dougie grins down at your oldest.

“Dougie!” Ben, who’s been laying on the couch with an ear infection for the last two days, jumps up and runs to Dougie.

You glance at your husband. “You called for back up already?”

“Jack was busy.” He shrugs.

“I’m here too!” Abby smiles as she walks into your apartment behind Dougie. “Where’s my hugs?” Alex and Ben run to her, each giving her a quick hug before running back to Dougie.

“Say bye to mommy, boys.” Nico tells the two oldest as he bends down to take Cam out of his swing.

“You can’t go mommy!” Ben runs to you and hugs your leg tightly. The boys are usually all about their dad until they’re sick, then they want you.

Your lip wobbles as you make eye contact with Nico and he shakes his head. “Ben, mommy needs to go with Abby. She’ll be back later.”

Alex gives you a hug and then pulls his brother away from you. “Bye mommy.”

“Bye buddy be good for Daddy and Dougie.” You give Nico a quick kiss and then kiss Cam’s cheek before heading to the door with Abby.

The two of you spend the day in New York City, talking and shopping like you used to when you both lived in Manhattan. It’s a nice day for you to get out of the house and get to be y/n again. A day out with your best friend is exactly what you needed to feel normal again.

Even though you had a good time, you’re excited to get home and see your boys. It’s suspiciously quiet when you walk in and only Dougie sits on your couch.

“Where are they?” You ask him as you set all of your bags down by the door.

Dougie grins as he gets up and meets you. “Nico laid them all down for a nap about half an hour ago and I haven’t seen him since.” He chuckles.

You smile. “Thank you for helping him.”

“Of course.” Dougie bends down to kiss your cheek. “I love the little guys. I’ll see you guys later.”

You wave goodbye to him as he leaves and then you make your way to Alex and Ben’s shared bedroom. Nico moved Cam’s bassinet in the room and the baby is sleeping soundly inside. Nico is sprawled out on his back in Alex’s twin bed with Alex and Ben tucked under each arm.

They’re all snoring lightly and you can’t help but laugh at how similar all four of them look as they sleep. You gently give each one of them a kiss and Nico stirs softly as you pull away from them.

“Hey, baby. Did you have a good day?”

“Yeah.” You giggle. “Did they tire you out?”

“I don’t know how you do this everyday.” He groans as Alex stretches, kicking Nico in the rib.

“I think it’s time to start looking for houses, Ni.” You tell him as you look around the small room with two twin beds in it. Cam has been sleeping in his bassinet in your room but he won’t be little forever. “We need more room for the kids.”

“For more kids?” He winks at you and you roll your eyes.

“Enjoy your nap, Hisch.” You wave to him as you back out of the room. “You’re stuck there until they wake up.”

#forget series #nico hischier blurb #blurb #my writing

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justanamesstuff · 11 months

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Do you think you be able to write something about what happened today? Like in “All I Need” universe?

Ohhh, do you guys what that?

I was thinking about pregnant reader (with Ruth) taking a nap, maybe Denise wakes her because Matty is on the phone.

“Honey.”

“Mhm.” the pregnancy was taking the best of her. “What’s wrong?” Y/n says feeling disoriented.

“Nothing is, darling. Just Matty wants to speak.”

“What time is it? Did I miss the show?”

“Yes, I let you oversleep.”

They have a little moment of eye battle (lol) and Denise extends the phone towards her.

“I’ll be downstairs with the kids.”

“Thank you.” Denise let her have a little privacy closing the door after she leaves. “Baby?”

“Hi, my love.”

“What’s wrong?” She might be pregnant but she wasn’t stupid.

“I- We we’re banned from Kuala Lumpur, baby.”

“Excuse me?” Gripping the phone anxiously. “Are you alright?”

“Yes, everybody is safe. We’re in Jakarta now, heading to the hotel but I didn’t want you to find out through tiktok or something.”

“What happened?”

“Do you remember what I told you about yesterday?”

“About the tiktok and the laws? I do.”

“Well, Ross kissed me on stage and they kicked us out.”

Y/n hisses, “Matty.”

“We’re alright, yeah? Nothing bad happened. I just couldn’t keep my mouth shut. I needed to do something, baby.”

“I know, I know.”

“I’ll tell you all the details after checking in, alright?”

“Okay.”

“How are you all back home?” This man still thinking about them when he had been under serious, threatening circumstances.

“We’re fine. Missing crazy and political daddy.” She said making him laugh.

“I promise I’m fine.” He reassured her.

“Mhm.” She feel tears on her eyes thinking about him being escorted out. “I love you, Matty.”

“I love you too, baby. I’ll call you in a bit. Promise.”

“Yeah, be safe please.”

“Nothing is going to prevent me to come home. I swear.”

“Im praying to Universe.”

“Tell the kids I love them.”

“I will. Bye”

The line cuts and Y/n let the air she didn’t notice holding out.

I hope this is okay, anon 😘

#all I need #matty healy fic

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dwaekkiiracha · 10 months

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the new skzlog has my mind R E E L I N G like??? binnie would be so N I C E to drive with!!! (a/n: little bit o’ smut under the cut, minors DNI)

• you’d def be a passenger princess

• he’d bug you nonstop to hold your hand or thigh or just beg to touch you bc the center console sucks

• he’d get you anything you wanted at a drive thru, and he’d get what he wanted. along with a second of what you got

• FEEDING HIM BC HE ASKED YOU SO NICELY AND YOU DONT WANNA DIE BC HES OPENING A BURGER

• leaning back to take a nap with your head facing him, your hand on his arm, his on your leg

• him sneaking glances at you while you sleep, trying not to accidentally turn the wheel and hit the rumble strips on the shoulder and wake you

• him making sure you see the cute animals or pretty foliage you pass by

• “look y/n!! cows!!!”

•quick kisses at stop signs and longer kisses at stop lights

• switching drivers if it’s a long trip

•him getting a blanket and your dwaekii from the back seat to snuggle up

• him whining until you finally put your hand on his thigh like god intended

• GIRL GROUP SING A LONGS!!!!

• him trying to do all the choreo while sitting d o w n

• snapping pictures of you driving and sending them to the boys

• “nice to finally have someone ELSE drive 😌”

• seungmin replies first

• “oh good, now we don’t have to watch the news to see if you drove off the road”

• he gets all pouty and you reassure him that he’s a great driver… after laughing so hard you almost drive off the road

• stopping at a gas station to refuel, he pumps the gas and you get snacks

• he stretches after getting out and his shirt rides up j u s t enough to get a glance at his tummy

•he notices and smirks

• “like what you see hunny?”

• i’d be so flustered it’s not even funny

• switching drivers again bc he forces you

• you’re watching him drive and the way his arm is positioned makes you drool

• you finally say fuck it and start palming him over his pants, watching his erection grow

• he’s trying to talk you out of it, saying that he needs to focus but the sounds he makes in between tell you otherwise

• you slowly pull his cock out and lean over to start sucking, seeing how well he can pay attention to the road

• he takes the hand that isn’t on the steering wheel and places it on your head to gently guide you, moaning as you take him deeper

• doesn’t take him long bc your mouth feels like heaven and the traffic is starting to get worse lol

• you sit back up after wiping your mouth and stretch a bit, wincing from the pain on your left side

• “damn binnie, you were right. that console does suck”

hi i’m in my delulu era and now i’m gonna go cry bc i know i’ll never have this except in my dreams pls enjoy bye

#erica speaks #binnieeeee 😩#skz #stray kids #changbin headcanons #changbin x reader #stray kids headcanons #erica’s writing again???#never

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frodo-with-glasses · 2 years

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More Reading Thoughts: “The Land of Shadow”

Ding dong, finally moving on to a new chapter! I know it actually wasn’t a long time, but feels like we spent so long in the Tower of Cirith Ungol…but now on to new territory!

Two sentences in and Frodo is already trying to chuck himself off a cliff LOL 🤣🤣

“Well, here goes, Mr. Frodo. Good-bye!” Sam really is Mr. Guess I’ll Die in these chapters, isn’t he?

Suddenly: BUSHES

Having gone walking in the desert in Arizona and still finding burrs in my sneakers months later, I can confirm that thorns are little spawns of the devil in plant form.

And then they both have a lie-down. Or Frodo has a lie-down, and Sam has a nap. Good. They need it.

Fjshdskfj this whole thing about the mail coat is. Aaaahh. It’s frickin’ killing me. I can’t believe I glossed over it when I was a kid. Frodo like “I’m too weak to go on wearing this” and Sam like “but we have to protect you somehow” and Frodo like “it’s no use, I don’t have the strength, I’m sorry, please don’t think I’m ungrateful, I know you went through a lot of effort to get it for me” and Sam like “oh my word, don’t worry about me! I’m the one who’s supposed to be worrying about you!” and I just. Nnnnggaahh! They *clenches fist* love each other so much I’mma frickin’ die

Also, “Don’t talk about it, Mr. Frodo. Bless you! I’d carry you on my back, if I could.” FOOORESHADOWING!!

Frodo has a Nazgûl detector. Side effect of the Morgul Blade, perhaps??

THAT REFERENCE TO THEODEN THO. HECK.

The Witch King has just been slain! No wonder the weather is changing in Mordor! Aw, man, if only Frodo and Sam knew what Merry had just helped to do…they’d be so proud, bro.

Sam: “Don’t you feel better?” Frodo: “No, not really.”

Pfffft way to be a downer, Frodo 🤣

WATERRRRRR!!

HECKIN’. WATERRRRRR!!!!

AAAAAHHHHHH I could cry 🤣🤣

Sam like “let me try it first” and Frodo like “:-( but I’m thirsty too” and Sam like “I know that, but I’m trying to test if it’s poisonous” fjshjdks they’re hilarious

Water in the desert. Heck. Frickin’. Do I need to restate how much water is a symbol of hope and rest and restoration and life in this story?? Heck to the frick frickin’ heck.

I love how just the presence of plant life in Mordor makes me feel like that’s a victory somehow. Like “HECK YES, STICK IT TO THE MAN, YA BALLSY LITTLE TREES, YOU GO!!”

Sam holding Frodo’s hand to try to keep himself awake 🥺

THE STAR BETWEEN THE CLOUDS!! HECK! So this is where that passage comes from! “In the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach”, AAAAAHHHHH—

Also the hobbits sleeping hand in hand is very cute but also. Sam. Sam you’re supposed to be on guard duty LOL

Good to know Aragorn’s distractionating is working.

Frodo is. Such a downer. I love him so much you guys. 🤣 “The whole thing is hopeless. There’s no way we’re gonna make it. Welp, let’s do this.”

This is what Peter Jackson’s trilogy got right when they had Gimli say, “Certainty of death, small chance of success—what are we waiting for?” It’s played for laughs there, but that really is the defiant optimistic pessimism that surrounds this story. It’s glorious. Gritty, stubborn, desperately clinging to life, bruised and bloody-knuckled and exhausted but still breathing, and clawing forward inch by inch if that’s all it can do. Relatable as heck, and inspiring like nothing else. Lord give me defiance like that.

Yooooo but that spat between the orcs tho. Now we know Gollum is still around, and nabbed Frodo’s mail shirt, and that word has reached the orcs that the Witch King is dead….and also orcs are ranked by numbers?? Very sophisticated. Very dehumanizing. Very Evil Overlord Army.

Sam hates Gollum with every thread of his being. And for good reason, too.

Frodo hears Sam’s whole story, and when it’s finished, he says nothing, but “took Sam’s hand and pressed it”.

I am. I am going buckwild about this. Didn’t I say that Frodo’s love language is Words of Affirmation, and Sam’s are Acts of Service and Physical Touch?? But here—here Frodo’s love language fails. He has no words left. He’s too exhausted. His love language offers him nothing. So he uses Sam’s.

I am. I am going to throw something. Scream. Cry, maybe. I just. AAAAAAAAAHHHHH—

“I’ll try and be a bit quicker, Sam.” FRODO I HOPE YOU KNOW THAT I WOULD KILL FOR YOU—

Sam just letting Frodo eat and drink the last of their store, and sleep on his own cloak, is. So much. Sam. You beautiful, self-sacrificial little saint, I would die for you (but you would probably insist on dying first).

Ooh, Gollum tried to come take the Ring while Sam was away getting water. Gaaaahhh, this is a so suspenseful.

Aaaand Frodo drank all the water LOL

Well, they’re caught. Here goes. Only about a page left to the chapter…

Oh! So the whole “hit me, start fighting” thing was invented by the movies. Makes sense. Couldn’t be too exciting, after all.

And what we have learned, kids, is that we can credit the survival of Middle Earth to the fact that Mordor doesn’t have traffic lights.

#frodo baggins #samwise gamgee #mention of:#theoden #meriadoc brandybuck #merry #aragorn #gollum #lord of the rings #lotr #my writing #assorted thoughts

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storytimewithanonwriter · 2 years

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Songbird

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Part 8

Single Mom!reader x Tasm!Peter

Taglist

@venomsvl @diasnohibng @lu123sworld

@paw-sneeze, @harryownsmysoultpwk @fairyy27 @gwenstacy-ghostspider

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Warning for series: fluff, a cute baby, mention of food, mention of sex, implied sex, blood, and injuries, curse words, the use of y/n…, nicknames for the reader: love, bird, songbird, birdie ( probably more), not the best writing and lots of typos !! Lol

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Hi all!! I hope you are having a wonderful week! Here is the next installment of Songbird! I have been working on a requested one-shot… I’m super excited about so be on the lookout for it! This part …🥰🥰🥰! I hope you enjoy! My requests are open! Love ya!!-K

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“ Sooo… how it going with Peter ?” Eliza had been busy with a court case the past week. She stopped by to say hey to Maisie during pizza night, and you hadn’t seen her since.

“ it’s been great. Val took Maze on Saturday so we could have a date night. The girls loved having a baby spa day. I loved having my apartment alone with my boyfriend.”

“ I bet you did!” She laughed into the phone.

“ Shut it! When are you done? Maze keeps asking for you.”

“ Tell MJ Auntie Liza I am almost done with this case! I will be done tomorrow just have some closing stuff. Shopping and lunch! And you can have a day with Peter! It will be great. “

“ MJ?”

“Yep! I think it’s cute! Maisie Jane shorten to MJ.”

“It is cute! I really need the day to get stuff for someone’s birthday. She wants a Piderella birthday!?! How the hell am I gonna pull that one off?”

“ Ah! You have the theatre hive mind . They can figure it out.”

“ True! Hey, Peter just walked in. We are gonna go to dinner early. He has to go over help May with a few things tonight.”

“Bye love you”

“ Bye!”

“ Hi honey!” You smiled “ let me get Maisie and we can head out. Are you ok?”

Peter smiled. He was exhausted. He had been out late the night before patrolling and then had work.

“ I’m tired that’s all.”

“ We don’t have to go out. We can order in or I can cook. Ooo! I can make that pasta dish I have wanted to try!”

“If that’s what you want to do , I’m ok with that.” He smiled.

“ Alright, a night in it is! You sit! Take a nap! Maisie and I will cook .” You smiled.

“ I’m fine honestly.” Peter smiled

“ I will come get you when dinner is ready.”

Peter ended up falling asleep on your couch.

“ My Pete sleep . He very sleepy.” Maisie said as you walked past him. You had already gave Maisie her dinner and her bath. It was time to put her to bed.

As she walked past Peter, she patted his head.

“ good night my Pete.”

Once Maze fell asleep, you returned to the living room to find Peter waking up.

“ Good Morning , Sleeping beauty” you smiled .

“ How long was I out? “ Peter yawned.

“ Well, Maisie and I cooked. She ate and had her bath. Now, she is zonked out. So…. About an hour and a half.” You smiled

“ Birdie, I’m so sorry . We were..”

“Pete, stop it. It’s ok. You needed rest. You ready to eat?”

“Yeah, I’m starving !”

You two are diner. Peter helped you clean up the kitchen before giving you a quick kiss goodbye.

He had to do Spider-Man things tonight. Since he came home from Peter 1’s universe, Peter made more time for Peter Parker things. Often nowadays, Peter has to make himself do Spider-Man things. He would much rather spend his time with you.

Tonight was one of those nights. He had heard buzz about something happening at the docks, so he had to check it out. After he left your place, he headed there. He wanted to try to make it home to you. He stayed by the docks for hours to no avail. He finally decided to head home when he heard the sirens.

….

Peter tried keeping spider-man out of his personal life. After Gwen, he didn't want to risk anything happening to anyone he cared about. You and Maisie were at the top of the list. The less you know about Peter’s connection to Spider-Man, the better. Peter was going to keep Spider-Man far away from you and Maisie. The closest he came to revealing his second identity was the night he crashed into something while returning from Peter One's universe, and you came up to investigate. He keeps in mind what Peter two told him. And he decided to keep his secret as long as he could from you and Maisie.

But tonight, he needed help. He headed toward the sirens to find a robbery in progress. Peter went to stop the getaway car only to be hit and drug for four blocks. He was in so much pain. He knew he would need someones to help, but he didn’t have anywhere to go to get it. So, he came to the place he felt the safest with you. May was at work so he couldn’t see her for help. So, dressed in his suit, he knocked on your bedroom window. Your light came on, and you peeked out of the baby blue curtains in your bedroom.

Opening the window “ Spider-Man, holy shit! What are you doing here? Oh my god, your hurt. “

He spoke, trying to change his voice so you couldn’t recognize him .“ Hi, I was in the neighborhood and got banged up pretty bad. I know your boyfriend, Peter. He takes photos of me sometimes. I went to see if he could help, but he was not home. I remember him saying that his girlfriend lived downstairs from him. And she was very kind….”

“ come in, come in. Yeah... Uh, I can help you... yeah, no problem at all. We just have to be quiet. My daughter is sleeping in the next room. “

“oh, yeah ok “

You helped Spider-Man into your bedroom through the window.

“ you can sit here” pointing to your bed. Looking over the injured hero, you ask,

“can you take the top half of your suit? “. You looked over what was left of his suit, your shutter. Poor Pider has a rough night. “I can see why you needed someone’s help. Too many boo-boos to fix by yourself, huh?”

“ boo-boos? “ he laughed. “Yeah, give me a second “ Peter peeled off the top part of the tattered suit. You watch and shutter as he winced in pain.

“ so, can I ask you what happened?” You asked as you gathered supplies and began to work on Spider-Man’s injuries.

“ bank robbery, the getaway car hit me. Then proceeded to drag me a few blocks. “

“ Oh, shit. That doesn't sound very good. Does this happen a lot?

“ injuries are a part of the job.” Peter laughed, then sighed.“ It’s a lot sometimes .”

“ I can only imagine! What is it like being a superhero? Do you enjoy it? Sorry! I’m asking a lot of questions. It’s just not every day you meet Spider-Man. “

“ I don’t mind . I guess being a “superhero” is ok… it’s hard to have a normal life , because of the mask….I have been trying to make time for typical me. “

“ normal you, it’s crazy to think you literally could be anybody! I mean I could know you. It’s just wild to think about it… it’s good that you take time for “ normal you” . You may be a superhero, but you need to take care of yourself out of the mask as well.”

you smiled at Peter . Your smile always warmed him up.

He was lost in your eyes for a moment before saying “ alright, love. You keep asking me questions; only think it fair I get to ask you something now.”

“ Sure, Pider .”

Peter smiled at the name Maisie called him all the time. Peter knew what it meant, but Spider-Man didn’t.

“ Pider?”

“ oh, Maisie, my daughter, calls you “ Pider” she is almost two and can’t quite get Spider-Man out. She used to call you “er,” and then came “ pider.” It made Peter so jealous! She would say “Pider” and would only call him “ p” for the longest time .” You laughed, thinking of Peter’s reaction. “She broke her arm two weeks ago, and Peter got her a plush Spider-Man. She takes it everywhere. “Pider sleep. Pider eats “ it’s very adorable. I had to make him a matching costume for her spring show. And I’m pretty sure he will be Toto’s you in the Wizard of Oz at my school. My students made Maisie Toto… I’m sorry I’m rambling.”

You were right. It was utterly adorable.“ No! No! That’s very sweet. So, I know your daughter’s name now, but what is yours? “

“ Oh! Yeah, I’m y/n! Sorry! Wow, I guess I’m just starstruck! it’s nice to meet you Spider-Man.”

“ that’s a beautiful name.” Peter smiled under his mask.

You smiled

Hissing in pain as you disinfected a cut on Peter’s back, he pulled away slightly.

“ oh, I’m so sorry! This next one will hurt pretty badly as well, but good news, I’m almost done with this part. I still have to get gravel out of a few wounds …. But you don’t need stitches! Which is good for you because I'm terrible at them, you should ask Peter! I have Princess bandaids or bandaids with well you on them for the small boo-boos. And every time someone gets a boo-boo on this apartment, they get a feel better prize. So, I have stickers, gummy bears, and coffee. I also have stronger things like shots, wine, or beer if that’s what you need. Your choice!”

Peter laughed at you. He loved how generous and kind you were to a (kind of) total stranger. You were indeed yourself with everyone you met.

“ I’m going to go with gummy bears and princess bandaids. “

“Nice choices, Mr. Spider-Man. I would have chosen the same. “

“ you wouldn't choose band-aids for me,” you both laughed “ I’m going to have to tell Peter to thank you. He was right about you.”

“ No, thank you. You do so much for this city. I don’t think you get enough credit. What was Peter say about me?”

“He said you were kind, caring, smart, funny, and beautiful. He said that he thinks he is falling hard for you. I … uhh .. saw him the day after your first date. He said, “ I'm going to marry her one day .”

“ he said all that?”

“He did.”

“ I'm going to marry her someday,” you said to yourself quietly and smiled.

You both sat in silence as you finished pulling gravel out of his wounds and cleaning them.

“Well, Pider, you are all fixed. “You smiled.

The sounds of Maisie crying filled the air.

“ Ahh, Princess MJ has awoken Sir Spider. I must be off. “

Peter froze . MJ. He never heard you call Maisie “MJ”.

“ MJ?”

“ Yeah, Maisie Jane. My sister started calling her MJ recently, and I kinda picked up on it.“ you laughed.

MJ. Every Peter Parker had a May, Ben, Ned, and y/n. Peter had found everyone except “his” MJ. He honestly thought he didn’t have an MJ like the others. The Peters’ lives were similar, but not the same, just like Peter 2 said. Peter One’s y/n is one of his best friends. Peter Two’s y/n is the babysitter. And you are well... His songbird, his best friend, turned into his girlfriend and, hopefully someday, his wife. Peter One’s Ned is his best friend. Peter Two’s Ned is his doorman, and your Peter’s Ned is the new guy at the lab. Both of the other Peter’s MJ are their loves. He decided the day he returned that you, his songbird, were the one he had been looking for. So, he didn't seek out “his” MJ. But he never had to look for her; he had his MJ all along. Maisie was Peter’s MJ. Someone he loves and cares about. Maisie, who he has watched, grow up over the past year. Maisie, who, every morning, Peter hears the pitter-patter of her feet as she runs across the floor. Maisie, who calls him “ my Peter.” Peter’s mind was racing. It all made sense. Maise is his MJ.

“ Umm...Pider? Are you there? “ Peter was lost in his thoughts.

“Yeah, sorry.”

“ Well, ok... Umm. Anyway, you can stay here in my room. Get comfortable and rest. Maisie will be up for a while, or if she falls back asleep, it will be on me in the bed. You don’t have to stay, but you do seem exhausted. “

“ mama! “Maise cried

Peter was still processing everything. He also was so tired that he could think clearly, to begin with. He honestly hated the thought of having to move anymore this evening. “I honestly don't think I can move yet, so I'm just staying here for a bit. Thank you for everything, y/n. “

“ Anytime, Pider.if you need anything just let me know.” And you were off, leaving Peter to his thoughts.

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pjiminbloomx · 2 years

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Under the table | myg

banner by @jjkeverlast <3

✦ pairing min yoongi x female reader

✦ genre drama, dating!au

✦ word count 1.9K

✦ warnings smut, bad bitch reader, embarrassing situation, thrilling situation, moaning in front of parents, blowjob, yoongi…lol (also dear reader, if you happen to not have a gag reflex, just ignore it when you read it <;3)

✦ summary Yoongi and you have been dating for a few years. One thanksgiving, he has to leave you behind for a family dinner as you were sick and had to stay home. You seek sympathy but it’s to no avail, so you get your sweet revenge.

✦ inspiration for this story saw a clip years ago from what i believe originated from Skins, and it’s been imprinted in my mind since then. idk it kind of gave me yoongi vibes when I thought about it a few days ago. Also for all yoongi stans, I hope I wrote your bias good!!!

“Do you really have to go?” You whined as Yoongi sat next to you on the bed, pulling on his shoes.

“Y/N I’ve already answered that question a million times…” he responded with a hint of annoyance.

“But your girlfriend is sick, you should stay home and take care of her…” you complained.

“uhm no.”

“what-”

“Look babe, you need to stay home and relax while i’m gone. I already told my mom you were sick and couldn’t make it to the dinner. It’d be weird if you suddenly pulled up at their house, contradicting my words.”

“Then say you’re sick as well. Be sick with me, we are in love remember? Through thick and thin, you’re supposed to stay by my side.”

“Gosh Y/N, you’re so fucking melodramatic. I don’t have the energy for this, I’m leaving.”

“Wha- YOONGI!” You shouted as he grabbed his things and opened the front door.

“Take a nap and some medicine, bye.” He grumbled, slamming the door after himself.

“What’s up with him? He’s acting like he’s on his damn period,” you whispered angrily to yourself.

You threw your feet to dangle over the bed, hastily standing up. The quick motion made you dizzy and you sat yourself down at the corner of your bed for a short minute.

After your vision cleared, you lazily walked to the kitchen to take some medicine. As you poured yourself a glass, you zoned out, reflecting back to Yoongi’s behaviour. The sudden feeling of cold water soaking your hand shook you out of your trance abruptly, making the glass slip from your hand. The glass crashed onto the white tiles, spraying water everywhere.

After cleaning the mess, you took some pills and took a nap. About three hours later, you woke up, the dark night staring at you through your window. You felt a lot better, actually better than ever. Grabbing your phone, you texted Yoongi announcing the good news.

❆Yoonie <3

<– babe I feel so much better now.

–> nice

<– when will u b home?

–> idk

<– at least act like u care…

–> pass

“THE AUDACITY!” You shouted in pure disbelief.

You knew he cared but he was being so nonchalant. You scoffed as you tossed your phone on the bed. You laid down onto the soft bed, facing the ceiling, kicking your feet in frustration. Then you sat up, the perfect plan coming to you. A mischievous smile plastered onto your face… oh boy was he gonna pay.

Yoongi sat in awkward silence as the sound of cutlery scraping plates filled the room. He was in no doubt uncomfortable. As he sat around the large table, he couldn’t help but feel bad for speaking to his girlfriend the way he did. He felt sorry, not entirely, just a little. The picture of Y/N’s pouting face suddenly flashed in his mind, a little smile making it to his face.

“YOONGI!”

Yoongi flinched at the sound of his name.

“What.”

“Your mother has something to say,” said his father.

Yoongi looked at his mother, he stared at her as he expected another “we don’t support you” talk. To his surprise, it was quite the opposite.

“Yoongi, after a lot of thinking, we have come to make a decision. We have realised, much too late I’m afraid, that you have so much passion and talent for music. We have decided to support you in your decision.” Yoongi’s mother expressed, a comforting smile on her face.

Yoongi hated to cry, especially in front of his family. But there he was, wiping his tears as he cried with his head facing downwards. He had always wanted his parent’s support no matter how many times he’s tried to convince others that he didn’t care. His sniffles filled the room, the jazz beats being the only thing stopping the situation from being as awkward as it could be.

Yoongi’s father rose from his seat, hugging his son. He felt like he had failed as a father. But when you came to visit them secretly a few weeks before, you made them realise how much it hurt him and how he longed to make them proud. Yoongi’s parents decided to push their pride aside and felt it was time to accept the fact that Yoongi wasn’t ever going to change his mind.

“I’m proud of you son, I really am.” His father praised, caressing Yoongi’s face.

“My god, enough crying! Let’s set up the bonfire!” said Yoongi’s mother while wiping her remaining tears.

As the guests walked out into the kitchen, bathroom, backyard; Yoongi remained seated, in attempt to collect himself.

He suddenly felt a presence and he widened his eyes at the sight of you standing by the door, dressed in only sweatpants and a tight white see-through crop top. You looked hot and Yoongi couldn’t help but trail his gaze up and down your body.

“what are you doing here!” he whisper-shouted.

“You were rude, so I’m here to give pay back.” You answered teasingly.

“Y/N i don’t have time for your games, leave before my parents see you!”

“no.”

Yoongi sighed with irritation. He panicked at the sound of the guests coming back. He looked back to see his mother smiling at him.

“Gerard*, will call us when the fire is ready” she said.

Yoongi looked back at where you stood before, only to see nothing. You had disappeared. Yoongi sighed in relief and smiled at his mother.

Yoongi listened to his family talk to each other, occasionally throwing in a comment and laughing along with a joke. Yoongi was relaxed and happy, though he suddenly felt hands unbuckling his belt. He flinched in surprise as the cold hands traced along his lower abdomen. Everyone turned to look at him, his sudden reaction had everyone confused.

“Everything okay?” asked his mother.

“Yeah mom, just feeling a little chilly.” He answered, trying to save his ass.

“It’s 31 degrees C sweetheart,” his mother commented.

His mother gave it no further thought and everyone resumed to talking. Yoongi knew you were under the table, and he knew you had the upper hand. He was fucked.

(*Gerard- their butler)

You did your best to hold yourself back from laughing. You were so evil and you loved it. Luckily for you, the table was wide enough to sit comfortably and for you not to worry about touching someone else. It was also draped over so no one would be able to see you.

You waited for Yoongi to actually believe that you’d stop before you traced your fingers along his belt. Yoongi flinched, unintentionally clashing all the cutlery, the whole table’s attention turning to him. He this time managed to save his ass, and lifted his leg as to kick you.

He kicked you square in the face and you did your best not to squeal out of pain. Blood trickled down your lips and into your hands as you cupped your nose, gritting your teeth. You were so mad that you didn’t think straight. Your intention was just to joke around but now you were gonna suck the fuck out of that little shit.

You took your hand out from under, tapping Yoongi. He must’ve seen the blood on your hand and he instantly gave you tissue paper. He apologises, his apology disguised in a cough. You snicker, at his lame attempt.

Deciding to stuff little bits of paper into your bleeding nostril, you let out a controlled calm sigh. You checked around, as to make sure you weren’t too close to other people’s legs. After making yourself comfortable, you reach for Yoongi’s pants again, this time fully opening his belt and unzipping his pants. As you massaged his soft crotch, feeling him through his clothes, you felt his shaft stiffen under your grasp. Perfect. You had him right where you wanted him.

Pulling his erection out of his pants, you gave it a light lick, watching Yoongi’s body language. Man-spreading and adjusting himself to make his cock more

accessible to you, you sank between his legs, lips parting around his cock, taking him into your mouth. Yoongi struggled not to moan.

He squirmed in his seat, his lip between his teeth.

“Yoongi, are you sure you’re okay?” asked his mother once again.

He hummed yes, a hum that sounded more like a moan. Clearing his throat, he spoke up, reassuring her that he was alright. Your hand cupped his balls, massaging them as you took his cock in, it hitting the back of your throat. You kept going, his length sliding in and out of your mouth.

Yoongi banged his fists on the table, making everyone jolt. Again…

“I j-just wanted tO eXpreSs hoW hApPy I am…” *coughs* “I… errr… yeah thank you mom and dad…” He stupidly says. You tried your best not to laugh, I mean it wasn’t that hard considering his cock was resting in your mouth.

Continuing to suck him off, you used your lips and hands. The squelching from your spit and the friction was quite audible but the jazz beats in the background and the crowded talking blurred it out. Focusing on the tip, you swirled your tongue receiving an earnest moan from the man.

“Yoongi seriously! What is up with you?!” His mom asked irritated.

This was your chance to really torture him. Shoving his girth so far down you could, you bobbed your head, occasionally sputtering. Tears welled up in your eyes as you tried not to gag. The length of his shaft was definitely something you still weren’t quite used to.

“Ah fuck-” he cursed.

“Excuse me?” His mom questioned, getting more and more irritated.

“M-mom I, l-love you?” he blurted, not even thinking.

His mom’s expression completely changed as she said that she loved him too. Yoongi’s breath quickened, he had to cover his mouth from moaning your name, no moaning in general.

“Alright everyone, the fire is ready! Grab your marshmallows! Yoongi baby are you joining us?” his mother announced and then questioned.

“I’ll be there sh-shortly!” he answered, beads of sweat covering his forehead and neck.

You felt his cock twitch in your mouth, you fucked your cheek onto his tip until he spilled himself into your mouth. Swallowing it all up, he pulled his chair back, lifting the drape.

“what the fuck-” Yoongi began but halted.

He was cut off by the sight in front of him, your hair was messy as a mix of saliva and cum ran down your chin. He sighed as he pulled his dick in his pants, “fucking hell Y/N.”

“That should teach you not to mess with me Min Yoongi.” you stated teasingly but firmly.

“Alright I’m sorry for this morning, I was grumpy because I had to go, alone at that. Sorry for the nose bleed as well.”

“It’s okay baby, just tell me next time, yes?”

Yoongi nodded, giving you a long lasting peck on the lips.

“My parents finally support my decision…”

Your heart skipped a beat. What you’d told them, was taken seriously. Though Yoongi didn’t need to know. This was his happiness.

“aww baby I’m so happy for you,” you say as you step out from under the table, giving him a hug.

“Y/N, no matter how hot this was or how hard I came, please don’t do this again.” You laughed at his comment but nodded.

“YOONGI ARE YOU COMING?!” the loud voice boomed from the yard.

“Oh well I gotta go, see u at home.I love you.” Yoongi said kissing you. You headed towards the door, getting ready to leave.

“I love you too. Though I’ll be waiting for you…..naked.”

“Intriguing. Can’t wait.” You chuckle.

“ohh you dirty boy.”

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nakalimutang-sumpaan · 17 days

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Infatuation.

I am not as attracted to him without his spectacles 🙊 HAHAHA. Completely different person man. Those bring balance to his entire face.

But why do all the aunties say he looks like a young Elvis.

He actually kinda does.

*looks through photos* Waitttt he has his moments where he kinda hit different LOL.

But I’m dying at the way he called for literally 1 min just for me to pick up to us both making a face, take FaceTime photos, and start dying.

Me: That’s it??? That’s why you called?

Him: Yeah HAHA

*we continue making faces and taking photos

Him: Alright Ima go.

Me: You really called just to do that 😂

Him: Yeah and to say goodnight.

Me: Okie goodnight, see you tomorrow!

Him: Tomorrow?

Me: Oh… nvm. Goodnight.

HAHA I HOPE HE GETS SO HAPPY SPENDING TIME WITH TWO OF HIS FAVORITE PEOPLE TOMORROW 😚💟 I’m so nervous to meet Nanay though. I realllly hope she likes me bc she’s so important to him.

Also I’m actually so happy he called bc he’s called every day this week except for today and I was kinda sad about it. But I know it was my fault bc I was moody bc PMS and time of the month 😀 for the first time ever when it got kinda quiet I said, “Okay I’m gonna go” “Why?” “I just want to” “Nah okay you’re acting different” “Wym?” “You never say that, what’s wrong?” “Nothing, am I not allowed to go just bc I want to?” “You are, but you’ve never said that” “I’ve said that” “Not to me” “That’s true” “Yeah, you’ll usually tell me a reason. Either you have to go eat or shower or when you wanna nap you’ll tell me and still stay on. But just bc you want to? Nah” bc I usually just stay even if we don’t say anything and do our own thing.

And then a couple of days ago it got quiet for a few seconds and I said, “Ok bye!” “Tsk wth? Can you not do that please that’s actually really annoying. I didn’t even do anything..” “That’s why, bc we’re not even doing anything.” “Okay so let’s do something then? Wanna watch another movie?” “Haha nooo thank youuu” “Okay see you’re acting different again.” “Fine I’m sorry.” And then we started talking a bit more and I forgot what was said but we got all sarcastic and he said, “Is it bc of your period? Does it affect your brain too?” “Wow that’s actually SO rude. That really makes me wanna go now.” Like I have never spoken to him in that tone too. “I’m sorry I was just asking bc does it?” And tbh it does but at the time I was so offended LOL I WAS SO MOODYYY I’M GRATEFUL FOR HIS PATIENCE. He actually said last week when I know I was being annoying, “I’ve actually been so patient with you” “Patient where? I’VE been patient with you for months. You’ve been patient with me for a day” all snappy, and then I realized he was right and he looked at me like “Exactly” LOL I NEED TO FIX MY ATTITUDE THIS WEEK BRUH.

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