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[yourstrulyo]

Hobie Brown x reader

Authors note: heyyyy! it’s been so long since I’ve posted anything but I read so many fics about this man and still haven’t written one myself. so here we are.

contents: fluffff, f!reader(not rlly described or anything like that), intimacy(ima sucker for this i cant lie😼), taking a bath together, college-aged reader, vague nudity

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Today was by far one of the worst days you’ve had in a long time. Class was especially difficult and the lack of sleep didn’t help much. It’s been going on for a few weeks now, but there wasn’t much that could be done. You’d spent so many restless nights doing homework and trying to catch up on the lessons but everything was getting to be too much. But in the midst of that, you hadn’t realized that you were starting to lose your grip on things. But being with Hobie made it more bearable.

Most nights he was there per your request. But tonight was different. He knew that he wanted to help you, so he started small.

As you walked to the front door of your shared apartment you let out a deep sigh. The lights in the hallway were out and Hobie wasn’t there to greet you at the door. It made you sad, but it was just another thing that made this day harder. Before thinking too much about it, you dropped your bags and made your way to the bathroom.

As you’d gotten closer to the door, there was a dim yellow light flickering behind the door. And the smell of lavender vanilla wafted in the air. As you opened the door Hobie stood waiting to welcome you with open arms. The bathroom was filled with little yellow candles and beautiful rose petals. The light from the candles danced beautifully against the shiny bubbles that filled the bathtub.

“Hobie, what’s all this?” you asked quietly.

The man in front of grasped your hand gently and pulled you forward, whispering into your ear. “It’s all for you my love. Let me take care of you tonight.”

As his lips barely grazed the shell of your ear, he’d managed to slip his hands under your t-shirt lifting it up and off of your body. There was nothing you could say, you were in such awe of the scene in front of you that you couldn’t help but go along with him. He did all this for me?

“Can you step out these for me love?” Hobie says as he pulls your jeans down to your ankle. He let you do the rest, not want to overstep all at once.

As you both stripped down, he stepped into the warm bath first, holding your hands as you step in after him. Before you know it, your back is rested against his chest and the moment is so beautiful. In moments like these it was hard not to get sappy.

“Hobie, thank you so much for this. I love you so much, thank you.” You said trying to ignore the tears welling in your eyes.

“There’s no need to say thank you. I wanted to do this for you, my love. been so stressed lately I just wanted to give you some time to relax.” Hobie whispered gently.

And in that moment, everything was perfect.

[yourstrulyo]

ROOSTER X KASANSKY!READER

not proofread~~~~

Authors note: kissing at the end, mild swearing!

first day of top gun. being apart of the program is a million times different than watching the flying. seeing so many new faces come and go, the teams and life long bonds created…i wanted this more than anything. and to carry on my father’s name.

“frostbite!” a gruff voice called out to me. “Maverick! I wasn’t expecting to see you so soon.” I say, going in for a hug.

“To be fair i wasn’t expecting me to be here either. but i’ve got some rather urgent business to handle so i came in just a tad early before graduation.” the old man joked. As you continued your conversation with Maverick you noticed him staring down the hall behind you. Turning around only to be met with Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw. The one and only.

Maverick sighed. “Mav he’ll come around. You need to give him time. I promise it’ll work out.” He gave something that was supposed to be smile but turned out to be far from it.

“well, i’ll see you around frostbite.”

“yeah, see ya soon mav.”

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Knock. Knock. Knock.

“Who is it?”

“Rooster, who the fuck else?” you rolled eyes walking towards the door. Tall, handsome, curly haired, pornstauched Rooster.

“What the fuck can you help you with lieutenant?” you replied. Starting deeply into his eyes.

“Frosty…answer me this please and thank you.” he said walking in, sitting on your desk. You sat on your bed faced focus on him. is there a reason you were talking to maverick? Ya’know…the same one who got my father killed? the one who pulled my application to the naval academy? the one who set my career back…1…2..4 years?”

All you could do is stare blankly at the man. ‘He can’t be serious’ is all you could think. There’s also been love for Rooster in my heart. When we graduated high school together, when we went to college together. Since we applied to the naval academy together. “Rooster…you do realize Maverick is family to me right? He’s you family too. He’s my God-father, and that’s not just something I can erase in the blink of an eye.” Rooster scoffed, exasperated by the same old explanations. “Excuse me. You do realize your in my dorm room right now? Have some respect thanks.”

“I’ll have some respect for you when you can finally grow a pair of balls and stick up to the ole son of a bitch!”

“what do I have to stick up to him for? that’s you Bradshaw not me. If anything, that’s what you need to do. not me. your the one who needs to grow a pair and stick up to him.”

Rooster palmed his forehead,realizing the the truth in my words. I knew it was true too, but it was harsh and I wanted to say sorry.

“Rooster. All i’m trying to say is that you are putting so much time into this thing that’s distracting you from what you came here for. And I understand your frustration I do. If anything, I was damn near in your shoes when my father died. Mav almost did the same thing.” Rooster looked up from his hands, softening his gaze. “Don’t give me that look Bradshaw. It’s the truth but it’s over now.”

He admired you for that. Your ability to forgive people, even when they didn’t deserve to be forgiven.

“So do you think you maybe talk to him? And not give him a call I mean really talk to him Roo.”

As your words washed over him he really thought. Maybe this would do some good. He shook his head, “I don’t know. I don’t know how. All the things that I’ve said to him, and all of the sudden trying to make amends?” His eyes met yours. “What if he doesn’t wanna talk to me?”

You walked over to the man, who resembled a little boy in times like these. “Rooster, look at me.” You placed you hand on his cheek and adjusted. “Rooster, if there is one thing that I’ll ever be sure of, it’s that Maverick would do anything just to talk to you again. You don’t have to go in immediately and try to talk. Just give it some time, think about what you want to say to him, and be open to what he has to say.” “But what if h” “Nope. No buts. I know how you are. The only way to really work your way through your issues is if both of you are able yo explain how you feel about what happened.”

Rooster said nothing for a moment just taking you in. “Thank you.”

“Your welcome sweetheart.” you replied softly.

His arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer into him. He placed a delicate kiss on your lips, something soft and appreciative. It told you that your words had not fallen on deaf ears. But also, without you, I’d lose myself.

You pulled away trying to catch you breathe while butterflies swarmed in your stomach.

This is part one! Let me know if I should do a part two :)

[yourstrulyo]

Life at Stark Tower ft. Peter Parker

AU | Pietro is v much alive.

hc because that’s all i’m good for!!

• the waking up process is very uniform but chaotic

“can you pass the milk”

*pours it into coffee and stirs, takes a sip*

“ooalgh! omg- why does the coffee- *looks at milk carton* guys THE MILK IS A WEEK OLD.”

• steve rogers making breakfast most of the time because it’s simply his specialty

• you walking up last out of all the avengers

“oh wow look who decided to join us this morning”

“good morning to you too sam”

• Pietro running around the tower instead of walking and clint being annoyed

• Vision asking you to cook with him and maybe teach him some new recipes

• Tony asking you to help him out with his newest invention’s prototype testin

• trying to help Bruce solve Pi evenly(i know how it sounds. but i don’t know why this thought won’t leave my brain…there is a universe we’re this is possible!!!)

• Thor teasing you about not being worthy of holding mjonir

• befriending Peter Parker and becoming almost inseparable after he stayed at Stark Tower for a whole summer

• Nat teaching you about the importance of self defense no matter who you are

• if you do online school you’d be unable to turn on your mic because of the constant arguing going on between tony and steve

• training with the Avengers and them lowkey being scared of hurting you so they take it easy on you despite knowing you can handle it and you take offense to it so you stop trying

[yourstrulyo]

Why do you call yourself a freak? | Eddie Munson x f!reader

Authors note

this is a rlly old fic i wrote. i’m not gonna bother rereading it tbh, hope u enjoy!

update: i just reread this fic, that i wrote whenever the most recent st season came out, and omg. it’s actually so good(not to toot my own horn😝) june 11 2023

“How did I get so lucky?” Eddie said, staring into your eyes deeply, caressing your cheek as you both leaps in bed facing each other. “A beautiful girl like you choose a freak like me.”

You scoffed at the end of his statement. After months of dating Eddie and growing to be in love with him, this negative self talk was a no-go for you. Eddie often times chalked it up to taking pride in the title but you saw right through him. There was no denying the way he’d look at the floor or twist his rings nervously. There was no getting away from that.

“Eddie why do you do that?” you asked him. A look of confusion and deflection spread across his face. “Do what?”

You took a deep breath, trying not to convey your frustration through harsh words that would do more harm than good. “Whenever you refer to yourself. You say that name or whatever, what Jason and the like to call you.” He pulled his hand into his chest and averting his gaze. Clearly trying to hide himself from the pending interrogation.

“I don’t know what your asking me.” Turing his back to you, now facing the wall of his bedroom. “It’s nothing serious, I say it just because.”

Instant regret flooded your system, there was nothing you wanted than to hug him and just act like nothing happened. But this has been going on far too long. It didn’t make sense to you, why he’d call himself a freak. When he’d told you so many times that for as long as he’s lived in Hawkins it all he’s even been called. And everybody knew about him.

He’d told you about how he’d spent most of his time in his trailer playing guitar because he didn’t want to embarrass his uncle when he went grocery shopping. Or that playing guitar was the only thing that drowned out the sounds of people calling him a waste of space, or a dead beat just like his father.

“Eddie,” you signed placing your arm around his waist as you came in to spoon him. “do you think you’re a freak? Do you think that what they say about you is true?” Your placed your hand on top of Eddie’s and traced his fingers. “Talk to me Ed’s.”

After a brief moment a sniffle ran erupted from him. He turned over, stuffing his face into your chest as he sobbed. You’ve seen Eddie cry before, he would shed maybe a tear or two. But this was different. These cries wrecked through his body, steaming hot tears running down his face. “It’s okay baby, it’s okay. You know I’m here for you. Whenever you need, I’m right here.”

As his crying subsided he spoke. “When ur first started…they were ruthless. They would scribble all sorts of things on my lockers and kick me around in the bathroom.” He squeezed his eyes shut as the memory flooded his senses. Tears threatening to fall again. “It’s okay sweetheart. Take your time.” Slowly stroking his hair, comforting him add he tried to collect his thoughts.

“Anyway, so that went on for a while-uhm,” he paused “then people started to notice that I had a hard time focusing in class and what not, so they got on me about that a lot.”

“Y/N it’s just that…hearing those things at such a young age and having people beat you up everyday and make fun of you sits deeply within someone. And that’s how I feel, every waking moment I’ve had since I moved back to Hawkins made me feel like some animal that was there for the entertainment of others. I was a freak then and I’m a freak now. That’s who I am. Eddie ‘The Freak’ Munson.”

“No,” you said, tilting his head up slightly so he could look at you. “Edward Munson, you are the most beautiful human being i know. And everything you went through all that stuff you ended up pretty decent if you all me.” You said jokingly. “You are so caring and inclusive, you spark joy in the people that remind you of you. They don’t deserve you Eddie. Not even me. Your the most beautiful soul I’ve ever had the pleasure of experiencing. And for what it’s worth, I don’t think you’re a freak.”

[yourstrulyo]

some random simon “ghost” riley headcanons

- whenever you get you nails done he would tell you how pretty they are

- i really so feel like even after all that’s happened to him, he’s still a gentlemen but he would teach himself because he wants to be better for himself and you

- always holds the door open for you omg

- harshly opposed to PDA but he knows that hand holding is big for you so he compromises sometimes

- more of a listener than a talker and whenever you get insecure about talking too much he’d definitely ask you to continue

- when he’s not deployed it think he reads a lot, but i think he’s open to reading whatever he can. it just quiets his thoughts more often not

- nonchalant gym rat, doesn’t care about pr’s or impressing anyone. it’s like meditating for him as well, clears his head then he’s out

- i don’t think he cares about the mask as much as people think he does. if he did, he wouldn’t have showed his team his face. he has a sense of decency so if the time isn’t appropriate, he won’t wear it.

- i feel like after his family was killed, he had major night terrors. even in the barracks he would wake up screaming sometimes. everyone understands though, he’s been through a lot.

- on another note, he definitely takes quite a while to feel comfortable around people but it’s those people that get to see what’s under the mask

- craves connection more than he’d like to admit, i think that why he was able to bond with someone like soap

[yourstrulyo]

Imagine looking up at Carlisle, looking into his piercing eyes. Almost breaking eye contact and he says “Ah ah ah, look at me pretty face. Thats it’s. So gorgeous, and it’s all for me.” Face flushing at his words.

[yourstrulyo]

NO ONE ON THIS DAMN APP WRITES A THING ABOUT EMMET UUUGGHH

[yourstrulyo]

Ok but why is no one talking about how stephenie meyer is literally in the first twilight movie...like she she literally order some salad thing as Bella was walking in

[yourstrulyo]

thinking about how carlisle probably gives the best massages...thinking thinking

[yourstrulyo]

thoughts of the day!

carlisle is like... intimadatingly attractive

me*sees carlisle*

carlisle: how is your day going?

me: uh..my...m-my

carlisle: take your time

me.exe has stopped functioning

[yourstrulyo]

As much as I hate Jacob, i still have love for the rest of the pack.

Can we talk about how the wolves are probably the most family oriented people in the world? I just know that they place so much value on sticking together no matter what.

As time went on vampires coming to forks was more common so more people on the reservation started turning. but the catch is that the poeple who were turning were getting younger and younger, So as time went on, those kids were bullied by those who didnt turn.

Sam definitely is giving Uncle vibes. He is doing his best to keep the younger members of the pack in check. Rec day on the reservation? Every 6 months at max.

Family trips outside of the reservations? Hell yeah! For example, trips to visit sister tribes? Thats catchy

Jacob getting in trouble for bringing Bella to a council meeting? After it was specifically stated that no outsiders were allowed? But no one said anything because they didn’t want to put Bella in an awkward situation? Yeah

The youngest members of the pack being taught to always cherish their culture/heritage and embrace who they are.

[yourstrulyo]

jasper pov

it’s been two months since i’ve last seen her and i’ve been struggling. now i can finally see her, again.

all these feelings are rushing inside of me and I’m not sure which one is her. but its too late to turn back now.

worry

sadness

happiness

excitement

i never thought someone could feel all of those things while anticipating my arrival. as soon as i open the door i hear a series of loud gasps.

“guys he’s back, finally” emett said as he ran downstairs

“emett slow down, he hasn’t been gone that long” esme said as rosalie admired her boyfriends giddy-ness

“hello everyone, i am back, finally” jasper chuckled as he opened his arms to emett.

as the boys gathered around the jumped around with excitement. the ladies began to worry if they would break the house.

“not that i’m not excited to see you guys but uhm, where is she?”

“i’m right here”

jasper got goosebumps at the sound of her voice. turning around slowly only to be greeted by the face he cherished oh so much.

“hi darling” he said as a blush crept over his cheeks

“hi there solider” she said, faking solute. “you gonna hug me or what?”

jasper quickly went to wrap his arms around her. melting into her form, forgetting all that existed.

edward quickly smirked as he read his brothers thoughts.

i’ve never missed anyone as i’ve missed her. i am home.

authors note

- I’ve read a lot of imagines on this app and authors will be like “sorry this was bad” and it’s never bad...now this, what you’ve just read...I’m sorry that you just had to read that in its entirety only to find out it sucks.

[yourstrulyo]

bro...all I can think about

You crying after a rough day

Jasper comes in

He does the chin lift thingy

He whispers

“you look sad, I can fix that”

AHHHHHHHH OK OK IM DONE BUT PICTURE IT, YOU CANT LIE ITS GREAT OK IM DONE

[yourstrulyo]

Me counting how many times Jacob has said “its a wolf thing” as an excuse, done something out of pocket, stupid, or inappropriate

[yourstrulyo]

1pm thoughts

the way that Bella and Edward weren’t put on the same bus in the first movie...we would’ve gotten sm good content.

Jess always trying to to diss Bella to make herself look better✋

“I mean you don’t even say hi to me.” “hi.”

Alice...love her hair she just 😫😚😚😚

How did Edward bounce that apple on his foot🙂

all thoughts...thinking thinking

[yourstrulyo]

good morning to charlie, sue, jasper, bella, edward, carlisle, alice, rosalie, emett, victoria, laurent, seth, leah, sam, paul, billy, sarah, rebecca, ephriam, and quil.

[yourstrulyo]

2am rant

- no one can convince me that jasper hasn’t tried to use his powers on himself to calm down...could you imagine? jasper getting caught up in his head about the past and he has to soothe himself with his powers. love to see an emotionally intelligent king. nonetheless...

- carlisle is the epitome of your actions of the past dont define you. he is literally so soft like why is he so nice??? and you can tell he’s doing it because he wants to be nice. all in all carlisle is all that matters in my heart

- esme, underrated af. first off jealous. secondly, she will always be needed, loved, and appreciated. why doesn’t she get more credit? idk. also...shawty kinda bad slide the snap

- emett...do we talk about how this man deserved more screen time...no we don’t and that’s a problem. literally he doesn’t have enough lines...i want a book about how emett met rosalie and their relationship. someone make a petition for that

- rosalie..literally love!! but “my monkey man😏” it’s not giving what it’s supposed to give. like wdym?? anyways, screw her fiancé he’s so messed up for what he did her. but rosalies comeback??😝i was like YESSS QUEEN WORK WORK

- edward....he’s the comedic relief no one can tell me otherwise...his facial expressions?? took me out every movie. also, team edward!! stand proud. anyways should he have let jacob live that long in the movies...no. one movie was enough, victoria should’ve came in clutch.

- bella, no one compares. she has this main character thing and rose isn’t having any of it. also, i would’ve been a bit nicer to see bella have some more backbone when talking to jacob or edward.

- alice🥰 that’s it. that’s all there is.

- jasper...whether you like him or don’t like there’s nothing you can do about it because he’s number one. (let’s ignore the whole confederacy/racist thing for a min)

overall twilight just hits different, like the movies are good bad...like i love the movies sm...canon 🤨 fanon😚 is where it’s at

never try to convince me that there is anything better than twilight out there.

is it me or are twilight fans also apart of the harry potter and percy jackson fandom?? it can’t just be me right, like i’m one of them but it’s not just me