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“online fandom bestie that you once shared intense intimacies with but don’t really talk to anymore simply bc we drifted into new blorbo obsessions” is such a specific type of relationship that has to be impossible to explain to anyone who hasn’t experienced it

Anonymous asked:

hello! i've just recently discovered your work, and i absolutely love it!🥹

is it possible that you could write some hcs about the bad batch accidentally seeing fem!reader's panties? (it can be an accidental upskirt, or whatever you prefer)

maybe the reader is embarrassed at first, (same with the clones) but she eventually reassures them that she doesn't mind that they got a peek?

if this isn't your thing, please don't feel pressured to write it! and if you do decide to, thank you!❤️

The Panty Problem***

Pairings: Clone Force 99 X Female Reader

Plot: How tue boys react to accidentally seeing your panties.
Warnings: NSFW, 18+ only. Implied sexual themes, accidental voyeurism, explicit language, flirting, teasing, embarrassed reader and batcher. Non established relationships, female reader wearing panties.
Authors Note: thanks for the kind words anon. Hopefully these will suffice ❤️

Hunter - 381 words

The music in the club thrums against your skin. You’d been instructed to dress alluringly for the job and apparently, you’d succeeded. Around halfway through the mission of infiltrating a seedy club, your legs bare and catching the neon lights, it had made Hunter’s eyes flick down to them more than once.

He tried to hide it. But you caught him. His jaw would tighten slightly, his gaze quickly darting away before you could see.

So, you pretend not to notice… mostly because the reaction feels delicious.

a guy shoots at me with a sniper rifle and I catch the bullet in my teeth and eat it, but he saw that coming and put poison in the bullet, but I saw that coming and drank an antidote ahead of time, but all those weird chemicals still give me a really bad kidney stone a few days later and I pass out from pain and crash my car into, by pure coincidence, the sniper

"you don't owe anyone anything" You are a tar pit. Speak for yourself. I personally owe the cafe employees my dishes put away and my friends a listening ear and small scared insects a cup and a gentle trip outside. Hyperindividualism is a rancid infection borne of capitalism and willfully misinterpreted therapyspeak and I will defy it by continuing to be kind regardless of whether or not it benefits me personally

Painted Red

»{Crosshair x Fem!Reader}«

⛦ Summary: After spending the night in Crosshair's bunk, you begin painting your new armor with his help. Who is the armor from? Your good ol' friend Commander Cody. Unfortunately, you get side tracked and create quite the mess...

Rating: Ages seventeen and older.

Content: Fluff, kisses, messy make out session, teeth and tongues, use of Y/N, secret relationship, small sex joke, grinding, pre-Order 66, Crosshair being Crosshair, not proof read so lemme know if there's mistakes.

Author's note: Okay, so a few years ago I wrote a long ass Wattpad story about Cross and my oc but never published it. So I'm taking each chapter and turning it into x reader one shots, starting with the fun stuff. I can also do requests.

Grimmauld Place after an unsafe full moon, Spring 1996

Because behind a healed scar, there’s a person tending the wound. But for the longest, he suffered on his own.

Ref by Yves de Brabander

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