“this Is Killing Me.” Kuroo Mumbled As He Tossed His Phone To His Side. “just Trust Me Bro,”

Omgg you write based on ur fic right? If so could u do the club boys x a reader in their club that does school cheer and allstar? Like going to her comps or games, seeing her uniform, and watching her become like a totally different person from her normally shy self?😭 I think it would be cute!! Love love loveee ur fic keep up the good work😽

THIS IS SO FIRE🔥🔥🔥🔥 YOU ARE AN ABSOLUTE GENIUS FOR THIS REQUEST!!!!

OH. MY. GOD????

Okay, you CANNOT be the same girl who joined their club cause what???

Now, they were wondering why you haven’t been coming to the club meets on Fridays hardly and on this particular day, they were gonna give you some shit for it. Bill specifically because he’s the “leader” so of course he’s gonna ask why you haven’t been showing up.

So, the four of them waited on your front porch for a good hour…they were VERY impatient but they wanted to catch you at the right moment to pester you about where you have been going, completely unaware that nearly every Friday their school had a football, basketball, or even a soccer game to host. This is what they get for not sticking around and not caring about what events are happening but it still doesn’t excuse you being missing!

After an hour of them sitting there on your porch, they saw car lights pulling up in your driveway and they perked up. They were going to confront you ONCE and for ALL—let’s hope you don’t possibly be kicked from the club due to your shutout attendance.

… “WHAT THE FUCK?” -Bill, who’s standing there with his mouth agape as he stared at you. The other three had the exact same expression as they watched you—who was also looking like a deer in headlights as you held your cheer bag tightly.

It was just some silent staring that the five of you were doing until your mom broke it with asking you if you told the boys that you got into Cheerleading now. You hadn’t told them.

Were they mad? Nah. Were they still upset about you not telling them? Yes. But did you look hot in that cheer uniform? Hell yeah. Sooooo what could they say?

They were confused. They didn’t understand why or how you found yourself involving in such a competitive and social sport like Cheerleading. It went out of your character gradually so it was a surprise for them.

They were cool with it—cause I mean you’re still their crush- I mean friend, right? The only thing that’s an issue is how are you supposed to tend club meetings now? Even worse, will you be able to hang out with them as much as you did before getting into Cheerleading? It was a wreck because they NEEDED to see you. They HAD to see you. It was like a drug for them that they never did wish to have a hangover from. Crazy comparison, but it’s the genuine truth, the whole truth!

“Why not just go see her games or competitions?” -Jerry.

Oh. Oh Jerry. You dumb FUCK. Why would they drop everything to go see the girl of their dreams, do some backflips and cartwheels alongside her clown ass teammates, look at sweaty jocks, and their school lose this seasons game? Are we deadass?

Yes. Yes we are deadass. Cause guess what? The next game, they sat on those bleachers and cheered you on like no other. Even if y’all’s school did lose, they cheered like batshit crazy. They received so many weird ass stares from people beside them while they stuffed theirselves full with snacks from the concessions. It was a whole THING with them.

Would yall believe me if I told you Jerry let out the girliest scream when he saw you do a backflip while one of your cheer buddies were holding you up. Luckily, you landed on the other girl’s hand, ultimately ending up okay in the end but that was scary!

Don’t invite them to your cheer comps. Dont do it.

Cause one time, your team didn’t win the competition—it was the hardest one yet and you all worked very hard on it. The judges were pretty biased and what not—it was very obvious that they were and it got under your skin. So that sensitivity inside of you boiled over as you cried because that’s so frustrating. Your teammates were trying to comfort you and all of this other stuff but it will NEVER beat how bad the boys acted.

They cussed the judges out and everything cause are we FOR REAL? How did you not AT LEAST get third place? The shit is rigged! It ended up in them getting escorted out while you followed after them. Did they get the spot you deserved? No. But was it sweetly chaotic about what they did? Yes.

They saw that you have came out of your bubble SO MUCH and it genuinely makes them proud because they never saw that side of you. It really showed that you changed—and not in a bad way either. The five of you still hang out a lot, they see you every Friday for games, they cheer you on. The list grows!

It makes them even more happy when you tell them that they were one of the main reasons why you started to open up.

They love you so fucking much, girl💔💔💔

ok but imagine

Peter Parker is hanging out with Ned and their like building a Lego starship or something and Peter jokingly does a British accent for jokes

like

Peter in a British accent: may the force be with you, Ned.

and Ned just looks at him and goes: that’s not how you do a British accent

and goes back to the Lego starship.

and Peter just kinda looks off into the distance (or at one of the cameras) with a bitch face on and everything.

(Preferably like in the office)

Five more minutes

Summary: Dean gets to spend the morning with you

Word count: 0.4k

A/n: Lowkey, I love this one, hope you guys enjoy ;)

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Sun filtered through the cheap motel curtains, filling the room with its earthy glow. Dean had been up for hours. Basking in the feel of your body pulled tightly against his own. It was almost heavenly. 

God, you were so pretty. He would think to himself, arms ever so slightly tightening themselves around your waist. You looked so young when you were relaxed, so innocent. It made Dean just want to protect you from the outside world. 

But he knew he couldn’t do that. He knew that when you’d wake up, you’d go back to be in the badass hunter that you were. The one who pretended to not be afraid of anything and tried to protect the ones you loved.

And Dean loved that side of you, he’d cherish it every time he saw it. But, when you relax and let the world and all its bullshit problems escape from you, that’s when Dean would step in. That’s when Dean would protect you like he does Sam, he would worry and shield you away from danger if he could. If that meant you would be sweet and innocent as you were now. 

He lifted a hand, tugging it up to pull a few pieces of stray hairs from your face. Fingers gracing the your soft skin gently before he retracted his hand. You slowly rustled against his touch, eyes squinting against the gently lit room before nuzzling back into your previous position. 

The sound of his brother slowly waking caught his attention, Dean knew that he’d have to wake you up as well. Force you out of bed and out into the world of hunting. So, he pulled you closer, his head coming to rest on top of yours as he just listened to you breath for now. 

Happy and content that you were at peace for just a little while longer. That he would get to have this moment with you for just a couple more seconds. 

“Dean?” Sam’s voice called from his bed, voice groggy and ruff from just waking up. 

“Yeah?”

“We gotta get up.” He told him, the sound of covers being thrown meeting Deans ears. 

He just hummed in acknowledgment, allowing him a few more seconds to soak in your unaware presence. The smell of your body wash and old perfume, consuming his senses as he laid there. “Just give me five more minutes.”

Five more minutes, to take in the feel of your skin against his own. 

Five more minutes, to bask in your beauty. 

Five more minutes, to feel like he can actually protect you from the world that they live in. 

Five more minutes, to for him to realize that he can’t live without you beside him. 

Five more minutes, to realize just how much he truly loved you. 

will there be part 4 of Bad moon rising? 🥺

Hi! Yes, there will be a part 4 of bad moon rising. I have just been super busy with school and work that I’ve had no time to actually get to work. And when I have been able to have time to write I needed up getting massive writers block. But I do plan on finishing the chapter and sending it out hopefully in December. ;)

Sanji has 100% done this a few times

Had a vision thought y’all would enjoy it

just learned that nicotine constricts blood vessels, which can cause erectile dysfunction and now I can’t stop thinking about using that fact to finally convince ukai to stop smoking.

for all of your pleas about his health, the dangers of secondhand smoke, and how you want to spend a long life with him, nothing has ever stuck. he’s tried multiple times to quit, knowing how much you hate his smoking and knowing how bad it is for his health, but has never been able to give up the habit.

until one day you send him an article titled, The Connection Between Smoking and Impotence, and provide no further context. the flurry of messages he quickly starts to send in response go unanswered.

but when you get home from work, the apartment is a mess. all of the drawers in the kitchen are open. there’s a pile of jackets on the couch that have been pulled out of the closet. there are noticeably empty spots on the coffee table and kitchen table where two ashtrays used to be.

and the man himself looks just as frazzled. he has a trash bag in one hand and is digging through the bedside table with the other. his hair is a mess from where he’s clearly been running a hand through it all day. you can see a nicotine patch on one arm and how he’s angrily chewing on a piece of nicotine gum.

“keishin?” you ask, trying to keep the relief from your voice and the smile off of your face.

he glances up at you but quickly goes back to his search, coming up successful when he pulls a pack of cigarettes out of the drawer and shoves it into the trash bag that he’s holding.

“gotta quit smoking if I wanna keep my dick hard for you,” he grumbles but offers nothing else.

maybe you should be upset that it’s only when his cock is threatened that he shows this much urgency about quitting smoking, but if this is what it takes to make sure that the two of you get to spend a long and happy life together then you’ll gladly take it.

imagine delulu ace inviting himself onto the thousand sunny after returning reader to the strawhats cause he MUST make sure they adjust back to life with the strawhats alright. like the more jealous strawhats (zoro and sanji) are trying to do everything in their power to get ace to just leave, but no, he NEEDS to stay for just 2 more weeks to make sure they’re ok!!!

and like i wonder how luffy would feel? excited that ace and reader get along so well, jealous cause ace is monopolizing reader’s time??

I thought this was cute, so I hope you enjoy the little thing I wrote.

AU Masterlist

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Zoro wanted to break Ace in half. 

He hated the man, his Captain's brother, he was stupid and annoying, loud and obnoxious. He took up so much space that if felt like there was no place on the ship he could go without seeing his dumb face. And what annoyed him even more, was that you were always there, smiling in tandem. 

Maybe Zoro hated you, because he felt his stomach turn every time he saw you with the man. His hands were always on you, he was always so close, and you seemed oblivious to the way he looked at you. Maybe you just liked playing stupid, which annoyed him. You were always all smiles when near him, laughing and merry as you leaned on the shoulder of Ace, making Zoro want to throw him into a wall. 

Sanji couldn't focus on anything else other than the sound of food sizzling, because if he didn’t he’d ignite into flames. He could hear your laughter out on the main deck mix with Luffy’s, imagining what your face looked like right now. Maybe your smile would be small, watching him and his brother goof around from a distance. Maybe you were in a more mischievous mood, goofing around with them. Maybe Luffy said something funny and you were falling over with laughter. 

Regardless, he focuses on the food in front of him, trying to push you far out of his mind. He buried himself in the methodical routine of cooking, escaping from the rest of the world as he tried his hardest to forget you, at least for a moment. 

Zoro couldn’t stand the noise. 

You were so loud, Usopp and Chopper joined in on your antics. Usopp and Luffy were hanging off of you as you laughed. The noise kept him from falling asleep, distracting him from his relaxation. You were a distraction, he came to the conclusion a long time ago, Ace’s presence on the ship didn’t help either. He was with you everywhere, attached to your hip like a lost puppy. It was disgusting, seeing a grown man act like a child, and as he saw Ace pull you away from his two crew mates into his lap, he huffed in annoyance at the sound of your giggles. 

Sanji wanted to hand you lunch, but he couldn’t find you. 

When he did, he saw you shoved up to Ace’s side, clearly asleep. Surprisingly, Ace was awake, waving when he saw Sanji walk up with plate in hand. He didn’t reciprocate any of the kindness, instead glaring down at the man. Your soft snores only warmed Sanji’s heart so much as he watched Ace move some hair out of your face, causing you to snuggle more into his side. 

“I'll save it for them.” Ace said when he realized the food was for you, only for Sanji to move it away from him with a deep frown. He knew it was wrong to be acting this way, but he couldn’t help it. Watching as Ace all but shouted his closeness with you to the world made him want to rip his hair out. It wasn’t fair, he’s been without you for two years, you should be snuggled up next to him. 

“No, I'll give it to them when they wake up.” 

Sanji knew it was stupid, but he wanted Ace to starve. 

Zoro sat across the table, watching with contempt as Ace whispers something in your ear, causing you to laugh.

If he was more drunk, he would’ve thought the sight was funny, watching Luffy grow jealous and try to push Ace away, latching onto your other side. If he was more drunk, he would be slightly happy to see you so full of joy as you spend time with your friend. If he was more drunk, Zoro wouldn’t care that you were so close to Ace, your shoulders flushed up against each other. 

But Zoro wasn’t drunk enough to deal with any of this. He takes a swig of–something–he doesn’t care any more, as he snarls at you, interanally annoyed that you’re not paying attention to him, or really any of the crew. Luffy is always by your side, even more after you returned from your time away with him, so he wasn’t bothered by that. No, he was bothered by this man acting as though he’s something special, more special than your own crew. It made him want to slash his chest with the steak knife next to him. 

But he wasn’t drunk enough to resort to that.

Sanji wondered how you like his food, you’ve barely touched it. 

Ace is slumped up against your shoulder, snoring in a drunken slumber, while you're trying, and failing, to move him back to his own seat. Sanji eyes your plate, filled, making him take a longer drag of his cigarette. Maybe he could make you something later, once Ace has finally left. It would just you, indulging yourself in his food, and him filling himself with the sight of you. 

But instead, Ace is still snoring on you, Luffy is trying to get you to pay attention to him, Usopp is talking to you about–something–he doesn't know. The others are laughing at your clearly overwhelmed state, while Sanji keeps looking at your plate from his spot in the kitchen. 

Sanji wants you to eat, and as he looks at Ace, he wishes he would disappear. 

Luffy can’t sleep, running off the high from the events of the day. He shifts around in his bed, wanting to know what you’re doing. He finds it funny how much he thinks of you, though it’s not nearly as much as when he was training with Rayleigh. He had a lot to think about during that time, after you saved his brother it was almost like something shifted in his mind, making him feel weird. He tried to ignore it for the longest time, but it only made him feel worse. So, he learned to accept it, and ever since returning to you, he’s never felt better. 

 Luffy finds himself on his feet, peering out the door to the deck, watching as you talk to Ace. He knew Ace was leaving tonight, you also knew this, so he didn’t know what you were doing here. Maybe you were saying goodbye, but you already spent so much time with him during the day, you had the opportunity to do so then. Ace was sitting on the railing, close to where Stricker was tied up. You were standing in front of him, in between his legs, as Ace took your hand in his. Luffy felt his chest tighten as Ace says something, he couldn’t hear what, but it made your eyes widened while Ace smiled at your reaction. You seemed embarrassed, pushing Ace away lightly, not enough to make him fall overboard. He laughs, beckoning you to come back as you huff at his antics. 

Luffy felt like he should be happy, to see you so comfortable around his brother. 

But for some reason, he felt like he hated Ace, and worst of all, he didn’t really care.  

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A/n: This was NOT what I wanted, I tried to write this big confrontation between Zoro and Ace but my brain was not braining, so I hope you liked this.

💥

Y/n to Zemo: You little FU-

Sam: WOAH!!

Bucky: HOLD UP!!

Sam: WE DO NOT USE THAT WORD IN THIS HOUSE!!

Zeno: Technically this is my house

Bucky pointing towards Zemo: YOU SHUT UP

Sam also pointing at Zemo: YEAH THIS DOESN’T CONCERN YOU

Y/n: 😐