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Y/n/n: Your nickname

Originally posted by jaybleep

Today, so far, had been pretty normal. You and Bambam had hung out all day, having your own movie marathon, complete with snacks and soda. The two of you cuddled up, your head resting in his lap and his fingers running through your hair. It was calm, and sweet. Until, he unexpectedly had to leave after receiving a text from one of the guys.

“Oh god. Y/n, I’m so sorry. I’ve gotta go. The boys are babysitting some little ones, and they need some help. They’re all screaming and crying over how hard it is and how they never want to be parents after this.” Bambam looked so sorry, that you couldn’t help but make a joke as you sat up.

“The boys or the kids are screaming and crying?” You grinned at him, watching him shake his head.

“I would say both are, but most likely the kids.” You both laughed, imagining an entire house full of crying kids and the boys, before he leaned over and gave you a quick kiss on your cheek. How you wished it was your lips instead of your cheek. “But, I’ve gotta go. I’ll see you later. We still on for coffee tomorrow?”

“Of course. As long as you don’t spill it first.”

“That was one time. It was an accident and you know it.” He whined, you always teased him about that incident. “But really, I should go. Don’t want a trashed home to come back too. See ya.” With a quick hug, he was gone and out your door, leaving you to clean up your mess, before heading off to bed.

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Turns out, Bambam ended up missing the coffee date, making you nervous. He never missed your get-togethers, so you waited for two hours, before giving up and heading home. He hadn’t messaged you back for the next three days. That’s when you went to their house to check on him. As you patiently waited outside the door, it opened, revealing a tired Jaebum.

“Hey, Y/n/n, what’s up? I thought you were meeting Bambam?” He asked, confusion written all over his face.

“No, he’s not answered any texts, so I thought maybe something was wrong. He even missed our coffee day, which he hasn’t in the past.” You were honestly confused as to why he was acting this way. You were beginning to think you had done something to make him mad, but he would’ve told you if something was wrong, right?

“Well, come on in. You can wait in here for him if you’d like.” He opened the door wider, and you could see Mark and Jinyoung in the kitchen, while the rest of the guys were in the living room, playing a video game. Jaebum was also the first to figure out the crush you had on him. Couldn’t get anything past him. Or Jinyoung, who knew just as quick.

“Thank you Jaebum.” You walked in, took off your shoes, and sat next to Youngjae, who grinned and gave you a hug before turning his attention back to the game.  Jackson was the next person to take notice of you.

“Y/n? Why are you here and not meeting Bambam? He said he was meeting you for lunch.” Jackson said, making you tilt your head.

“Okay, what is up with this boy? First he misses our coffee day, and then he claims to be meeting me when we haven’t even talked for the past few days? What the actual hell is going on?!” Now you were starting to get pissed off. Bambam would never normally do somethin like this, so something was obviously up. Just then, you heard Bambam’s infamous ringtone.

“Speak of the devil.” As you answered the phone, You could hear Bambam, but he sounded far away. Maybe he butt dialed you.

“We have to keep this a secret for now. Can’t have any of the fans coming and harassing you.” Your head tilted even further in confusion. Just who was he talking to.

Okay Bammie. Well, I’ve gotta go. Love you.” You heard a woman’s voice, along with the obvious sounds of a kiss, and you hung up. You couldn’t listen anymore. You were staring down at your phone when Jaebum tapped your shoulder.

“That was him wasn’t it?” After you nod, he grabbed you and brought you to his room. “What happened? Why are you now crying?” You didn’t even realize it, and within seconds you were breaking down. He pulled you into him, letting you cry out all your feelings into his chest for what felt like hours. You remember hearing the door open, before it was closed again. You felt another hand on your shoulder, and glancing up, you were met with the cause of your sadness.

“Y/n? What’s going on? Why are you crying? Who do I have to beat up?” He was concerned, he had never seen you cry in front of someone other than him.

Shaking your head you reply, “No one Bam. I’ll be fine. You should hang out with the other boys. I’ll be leaving here shortly. No need to worry about little old me.” He didn’t believe the shaky smile you gave him, but knew better when something upset you, you would always tell him when you were ready. Giving you one last kiss on the top of your head, he left you two alone.

“I’ve gotta go Jaebum. I’ll come around soon, yeah?”

“Okay. But you can’t hide this forever. Something bad is bound to happen from this.” He led you out, after saying good-bye to everyone. Once you got to your apartment, that was when you broke down.

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“Y/n! I have someone I want you to meet. This is Jung Soon. She’s my girlfriend.” Bambam was so excited and introduced you to his girlfriend, who looked pretty. “Jagi, this is my bestest friend ever, Y/n.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Y/n.” She gave you a sickly sweet grin, and you returned with a shy smile.

“Nice to meet you too.” You reply, in a small voice.

“Well, let’s go then. We’re going bowling today.” You grinned, seeing Bambam light up in excitement for today’s events.

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You were woken up from your sleep with Bambam’s ringtone. Quickly sitting up, you threw the blankets off of you before answering the phone.

“Hey Bammie, what’s up?” It was kinda late, and he only called if something was wrong, and you were halfway out of your bed before you heard her voice.

“Listen to me right now. I don’t want you to hang on to my boyfriend anymore. You’re always doing that when it should be me. Last I checked, you aren’t his girlfriend, nor will you ever be. I just wanted to make this clear to you. Do you understand?”

“Yes.” You gulped before replying, already having assumed that she didn’t like you. She kept throwing you dirty glares whenever it was just the two of you.

“Good. Now, I’m going to hang up and we never had this conversation, alright? Good-bye.” She hung up after speaking her mind, and you couldn’t go back to sleep after that, so you stayed up watching Netflix until 4 in the morning.

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The boys were having a sort of cookout, and you made the mistake of being alone with Jung Soon. And you followed her advice. Trying to put some distance between you and Bambam, trying to keep her from being a bitch, but still keeping your friendship intact. Fat lot of good that did you.

“Why are you like this Y/n? I thought we were friends?” She suddenly yelled out, making you look at her in confusion.

“What are you…” Bambam came in from outside, having heard the shouting, and seeing her in tears.

“S-she just flipped out! S-she called me names and told me how I’m not w-worth your time.” She was ‘sobbing’ into his chest as soon as he came in.

“Alright Y/n, what is wrong with you. I never thought that one, you would drift away from me, but then you would hate on my girlfriend for no reason! If this is how it’s gonna be from now on, just leave and don’t look back.” Everything had been fine, until Jung Soon had went crying to Bambam about how you yelled at her and called her names. I mean, you had thought about it, but you knew this would’ve happened.

“Ok then. Believe your petty girlfriend over your best friend. I will leave your life, and I won’t come back then.” You turned away before he could see the tears in your eyes and you just ran. He wanted you out of his life? Well, that’s what he would get. You went back home, and took everything of his that was in your house, and sent them to him, along with a letter.

Bambam,

I am truly sorry for any wrong I’ve done you. But I promise after this you won’t see me anymore. I’m going to be moving, and you nor the boys will be forced to see or hear from me again. I love you. *scratch it out*

My Deepest Apologies,
Y/n

You put that on there on instinct, but you crossed it out immediately, making it illegible. You would go and move back in with your mom and dad, two hours away.

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“Bambam?! What did you do?!?!” Jaebum was furious. He was the one to find the package, and opened it, as it was addressed to all of them, rather than just Bambam.

“What are you talking about? Don’t yell at me.” Bambam had previously been kissing Jung Soon, but  that stopped when Jaebum came in yelling.

“Oh really? Y/n is moving and 'You nor the boys will be forced to see or hear from me again.’ Why is she moving and blocked our numbers?” He read straight from the letter, and his face paled slightly.

“I didn’t know she would go that far. But it doesn’t matter.”

“It doesn’t matter? Bambam, this is your best friend we are talking about.” Bambam held his finger out, stopping him from saying more.

“She was. Until she called Jung Soon nasty names and that she wasn’t worth my time.” Jaebum wore a confused expression, before turning his gaze to the girl, tilting his head at her.

“Really now? What did she call you.”

“I’d rather not repeat them. But they were nasty and rude.” She looked down, and Jaebum turned to Bambam.

“Bambam, I’m sorry. But you need to get your head out of your ass. This little girl right here is lying to you. You need to get out of this 'puppy love’ stage, and realize who you actually loved, and who actually loved you. You let the one person who cared more for you than anyone else in the world go. I talked to Youngjae. He was inside and in the kitchen when Jung Soon just yelled out. Y/n didn’t even say a word. She’s playing you man. And if you don’t fix this now, you will regret it later on.” With that said, he stormed out, as he left him to sort out his priorities.

Bambam watched him leave, before turning to Jung Soon. “Is what he said true? Did Y/n not really say any of these things?” She was glancing all around the room. Scoffing, he stood up, and ran outside, planning on running to your place when Jinyoung was in the car out front.

“Get in. You better hope she hasn’t left yet.” The drive there was silent, but he was fidgeting until they stopped outside your apartment. “Go and get her back.”

He ran in, getting up to your door, and knocking quick and harshly. “Y/n! Please, open the door. I need to talk to you.”

“Oh, so you can ridicule me more? So that you can listen to your little girlfriend before your best friend? I don’t think so. I’m not letting you in. You better go before I call the cops.” You sneered, hoping he would take the hint and leave. But that wasn’t so when he opened your door. “Why the fuck did I ever give you a key? What is so important that you have to use the key?” You glared at him, waiting for an explanation.

“Y/n/n, I’m so sorry I believed her instead of you. I was blinded, because I was trying to get over my crush for you.” His voice got softer at the end.

“Oh, yeah. Real cute. Play that card up all you want. I bet Jaebum told you didn’t he? Well, I’ll kick his ass before I leave tomorrow.” You were gonna kill Jaebum for spilling your secret.

“No no no, I swear to you, I’ve always loved you. Please, please don’t leave. I’m sorry for the way I treated you just please don’t leave. I promise, I will make it up to you. I love you. Please don’t go.” He was crying by now, scared of losing you entirely in his quest to suppress his crush on you.

“Okay. Say I believe you love me. And have this crush on me. Why did you never say anything?” You were hesitant in believing him, especially after he pretty much broke your heart the other day.

“Because I didn’t want to get rejected. And I didn’t want to lose you as my best friend I was okay with suffering through watching you date other guys, so long as I could still be with you, be near you.” You closed your eyes, waiting a second before leaning forward and giving him a quick kiss.

“If it’s any consolation, I love you too. I won’t leave.”

“Are you serious? Oh yes!!” He stopped crying almost in an instant, picking you up and hugging you tight, before kissing you first this time. It was sweet. Just like this moment.

“I love you so much. And I swear, if I ever do something stupid like this, I would totally understand you going and leaving me, or better yet, you can just punch me to make you feel better. Thank you.” He nuzzled his face into your shoulder, making you giggle.

“I love you too.”

OK so there’s a lot of shit going around about what happened to twenty one pilots at Reading so as someone who watched the whole thing, this is what happened:

Ok so bit of background, here in England Reading Festival is pretty much where teenagers around 15-18 go after they’ve got their GCSE and A Level exam results, basically just to get high and drunk as fuck and just party and watch some music, so basically the crowd is always full of drunk teenagers. Now onto what happened to our poor boys.

Initially everything was fine, then it came to Holding Onto You and the band’s first interaction with the crowd. The cameras were on the crowd for most of the time throughout the other songs and you could see it was rather rowdy and moving around a lot as people were pushing each other around a lot. Tyler (if you don’t know) stands on the crowd and people hold him up whilst he sings the first verse of HOY, and he was swaying about a bit because the teenagers underneath him just couldn’t hold him up, Security were doing most of the work holding his legs and waist. So Tyler got down after he finished his bit and everything seemed to be OK again.

Then is came to Ride (which again if you don’t know) Josh has a mini drum kit on a platform that goes into the crowd and they support it. Again, security were doing most of the work holding the platform up and the kids up underneath it, but even then the platform was swaying A LOT from side to side with Josh on it, I was so terrified he was going to fall. So that ends and he gets down, luckily he’s fine and no injuries to him and (as far as I could tell) everyone in the crowd was OK.

Then the blackout at the end of Ride happens.

There’s a long pause, like I mean REALLY long. The crowd starts bubbling and yelling.

Tyler’s voice comes up: “Um for some reason the lights have gone off and they won’t come back on again so we’re just gonna play the rest of our set in the dark if that’s okay”. So that’s what they do. They play Stressed Out mostly in the dark but luckily the back screen is working so there is some light. Then Guns For Hands comes on and Tyler only sings about half of it, snippets of the verses and the chorus, as he’s clearly talking to backstage about the clearly still absent lights.

Then during Guns For Hands Tyler does his whole crowd surfing in the hamster ball thing. This actually goes surprisingly well and I mean he trips a couple of times but that’s kind of expected due to the slippery moving surface of the ball.

Lights still aren’t on.

Lights come back on about halfway through the next song, which is Car Radio. Everything is going well, the crowd is singing along, Tyler is singing, Josh is killing it on the drums. Then Tyler walks to the front of the stage, indicating a tower in the middle of the crowd which he is going to climb up, as he usually does in Car Radio. He points at it and says to the crowd “I need to get over there okay?” 

This is when everything went to shit.

Tyler gets in the crowd and immediately it collapses to the side with him on them, security goes to grab him but he waves them off, obviously intent on getting to the platform. The crowd is still swaying underneath him and he’s not making much progress. 

You can hear people yelling on his mic, things like “stop doing that” “help her” “get off”, that sorta thing. The point in the song where Tyler is meant to be at the tower comes. And goes. Camera points at Josh a couple of times, you can clearly see he’s mad and worried. Car Radio ends. Next song starts, Josh continues drumming bless him. Next song finishes, Tyler is still not at the platform but he’s nearly there. People are still yelling over his mic. Security at the platform are waving him over towards them.

Finally Tyler reaches the platform as the third song begins and he climbs it. He slips near the top but catches himself and doesn’t fall. But then he stands up and you can see his shirt has been completely ripped and is dangling off him. He’s sweaty and covered in beer and clearly mad and hot and stressed. The song ends and Tyler yells “Are you all still with me?”

Then “Josh we gotta be done, we’re done”. “Thank you, we’ve been twenty one pilots”. This wasn’t because they were upset or cut off, this was because of all the lights issue and Tyler getting to the platform ate into the concert time they just ran out of time and they had to get off the stage because there were other artists due to play after them.

That’s it.

It was so heartbreaking to watch. I’m sure the video will be up later when the BBC post it on iPlayer. There are photos of Tyler on Tumblr. 

As an English person I must emphasise that this is NOT what the majority of clique members in this country I like. Like I said, the crowd was full of drunk teenagers and people who either don’t know the artist or just have little to no respect for the artist as they’re just there to have a bit of a party and cause a bit of chaos for fun.

That being said, I apologise to Tyler and Josh so so so much on behalf of this country and the shitty people in the crowd. This never should have happened.

Stay alive |-/


@im-fairly-local @twenyonepilots @oneanddun can you reblog this so people know what happened.

Hands on experience with Natasha

Pairing: Natasha x reader

Request: do you take requests and if you do can i make a smut request, can you do a smut were the reader is a virgin and other than the basics she (the reader) doesn’t know anything about sex and natasha guides the reader through the experience and takes her virginity.

Oh my gosh this is so humiliating I really hope no one comes home and hears moans. That would be embarrassing. I can’t believe I’ve resorted to watching porn to learn about sex. I mean of course I knew the basics from what my friends have told me. Butthey painted an awkward picture of it and well that why I’m 24 year old virgin. Ive come close to doing it with previous boyfriends but they always ended up being assholes. Right now I’m trying to comprehend how a girl can have both her legs around her own neck as the guy is fucking her. It looks painful.

“Y/n are you here? I came back early from the mission. Are you here alone?” I heard Natasha’s voice from the other side of the door. I got so startled that I accidentally raised the volume of my laptop. A woman’s moan boomed from the speakers and I froze when I saw Natasha walking in. “Well well well, who would of thought little y/n watches porn” Natasha teased as she sat beside me on the bed and took the laptop from me. “Wow you’re into some interesting stuff, I can’t even do that” Natasha raised one eyebrow.

“I … I was just”

“You don’t have to explain yourself we all gotta get off sometimes.”

“I was just trying to learn about sex and I thought maybe if I watched a porn video I would learn something” I wanted to crawl in a hole and die of embarrassment.

“Learn? Wait are you”

“Yeah Nat I’m a virgin, you can officially laugh now” I tried to hide my face but Natasha stopped me.

“You don’t have to be embarrassed y/n it’s actually sweet. You know cap’s still a virgin right, I’m sure he wouldn’t mind.” I gave her a puzzling look. “Don’t give me that look everyone can tell he has a massive crush on you” my eyes went wide “oh shit you really didn’t know ! ! ! ! Hahahaha surprise he does”

“Really ? Great this makes things even more complicated for me because if we do end up dating and he wants to have sex” “you will” Natasha interrupted “ok we I do I want to be able to please him without looking like a dumbass”

“You won’t, uh do you want me to show you what you could do? We can keep it between so cap won’t get jealous” Natasha offered with a little smirk.

“Uhh ok but how are you going to show me?”

“Hold on” Natasha rushed out of the room and came back a few minutes later with a sex toy. “This is a strap-on we’ll use this. But first let’s set the mood, you don’t want to have sex with someone if the mood is off.” Natasha set the strap-on and laptop on a chair by the bed before sitting in front of me. “Ok to set the mood you have to start off by kissing. You have kissed before right?” I nodded my head Natasha inched closer to me “ok let me see if you need improvement in that department” Natasha leaned in and kissed me. Her lips felt so soft against mine, that caused me grab the back of her neck and deepened the kiss. I felt her smiling as she slipped her tongue in my mouth and began to slide her hand up my shirt. “You my dear have no problem in the kissing department that’s for sure. Steve’s going to go nuts. Now let me put this on” Natasha got up and started to take her pants and underwear on so she should could put on the strap-on. I moved myself so I was sitting on the edge of the bed and Natasha stood in front of me.

“What should I do ?”

“You start off my peppering kisses all over the cock. Go on” I held the fake penis in my hand and started to leave kisses all over it. “Now take the tip in your mouth and suck on it, Steve will lose his shit trust me”

“Like this” I then took it in my mouth and started sucking cautiously.

“Suck a little harder. Don’t be afraid to get a little rough, his cock isn’t made of glass. Just don’t bite it, guys don’t like that” I chuckled before I started sucking harder. “Now take more of him in your mouth and pump what you can’t fit in your mouth. Don’t feel bad if you can’t fit all of him in your mouth, you shouldn’t push yourself.” I took more in my mouth and stopped when I couldn’t fit anymore in my mouth. I pulled back and took it back in, soon I started bobbing my head. Natasha tangled her fingers in my hair, I looked up at her and saw her smiling.

“Like that y/n oh Steve is going to be at your mercy every time you go down on him. Ok I have a question, do you want to be a virgin when you have sex with Steve?” I shook my head no. “Ok because I think you might scare him when he enters you for the first time.”

“What do you mean” I started to get nervous. Natasha kneeled down and looked me in the eyes.

“Oh sweetie it’s ok, it only hurts the first time and only for a few minutes. Please relax, do you still what to do it?” I nodded my head

“I would rather be in pain in front of you instead of him.” She nodded and pecked my lips.

“I need to get you ready for it ok? Make sure you are nice and wet before he enters you, it’s painful when you’re not wet. Take off your pants and underwear and lay back on the bed.”

“Should I take off my shirt and bra?”

“If you want to” once I was laying completely naked on the bed I noticed Natasha staring at me. “Wow your gorgeous” she started to kiss her way up my legs, biting my hip bone before making her way up my stomach. She began tracing my nipple with her tongue before taking it in her mouth. Closing my eyes I started to enjoy her lips on my nipple and feeling her hand running up and down my pussy. Natasha switched nipples as she inserted a finger inside me. “Mmm I actually don’t think you need prep, you’re already soaked. I’m just going to have a quick taste” Natasha slid down so she was in front of my pussy and gave one long lick before she started sucking on my clit.

“Nat ahh that feels good ” I began playing with my nipple.

“Make sure Steve does this, he might die when realizes how good you taste. I’m going to add a second finger in you to stretch you out ok” I just nodded. I felt a little uncomfortable but eased up as time went on. “Ok well I feel like you are ready. Are you ready?” Natasha sat up

“Yes”

“Ok well I think the best position is you on top. That way you can go at your pace, so come over here and hover the dildo” she patted her lap and I did what she said . “Ok now slowly sink down. If you go too fast you will hurt yourself” I slowly sank down but stopped when I felt a sharp pain. I looked at Natasha scared. “It’s ok y/n look at me” I looked up “it’s ok the pain is only temporary just go all the way down and we can wait till you’re ok to continue.” I nodded and continued to sink down as tears were streaming down my face. Natasha being a sweetheart kissed my lips trying to distract me until I was all the way down. We stayed still for what felt like hours until I felt more at ease and started rocking my hips. Natasha pulled away and smiled as she raised my hips before letting me sink back down.

“Oh Nat” i copied what she did as I started removing her shirt and bra in the process. My lips attached themselves to her nipple as she was holding onto my ass, encouraging me to move faster. “This feel so good Nat fuck”

“I told you sweetie, you look so hot, now cum for me” Natasha started playing with my clit until I felt a knot in the pit of my stomach.

“Nat I think-”

“You’re about to cum y/n, cum for me” she started moving my hips faster until I let out an inhuman noise.

“Ahhh Nat ! ! ! !” I let my orgasm wash over me.

“Oh sweetie you look so hot when you cum” gradually I slowed down until I was no longer moving. I carefully got off Natasha and laid down on my bed.

“That was amazing Nat, you’re a great teacher” earning a smile from her.

“Well you’re an amazing student. Is it ok if I leave.” I nodded yes and Natasha bent down and kissed me before she started putting her close back on “see you tomorrow”

“Bye Nat”

*the next day*

Walking into the kitchen I spot Steve wearing a suit and holding flowers.

“Steve?”

“Y/n I wanted to ask you something. You can say no but I just wanted to ask you out on date. I’ve liked you for so long and Sam told me I should man up and ask you. So will you go on a date” Steve sounded nervous.

“Yes” I got on my tippy toes and kissed his cheek. Just then Natasha walked in.

“Well well well you finally did it Rogers ? I’m proud of you y/n is a very special girl, you better not break her heart. I’m might just have to kick your ass” Natasha threaten before walking away.

*three months later*

“Wow y/n you were amazing. The things you did with your tongue was just wow.” Steve beamed with happiness. “Are you sure I didn’t hurt you ? Sorry if I did it was my first time and I guess I don’t know my own strength” Steve asked the morning after we had our first time together.

“You were perfect Steve, you didn’t hurt me at all but I am hungry let’s go eat breakfast .”

“Do we have to ? I want to stay in bed with you all day” Steve started teasing my clit.

“Yes, I’m hungry but after we eat we can come back and continue” I got up and pulled him with me. Making our way into the kitchen Tony, Clint, Sam and Bucky started whistling causing me to hide my face against Steve’s chest.

“Woohoo y/n finally deflowered our little capsical. Did you taste his cum? What did it taste like? Oh I bet it tasted like freedom ! ! !” Tony laughed while saying it, causing everyone to laugh as well.

“That’s enough Tony, it’s none of your business, lets go get your food so we can go back to the room.” Before I made my way to the kitchen Natasha pulled me aside. I nodded to steve to go ahead.

“Did you do what I taught you”

“Yeah”

“And?”

“Mind blowing, I had to drag him out of the bedroom. Thanks again” she gave me a wicked grin

“You’re oh so very welcome”

“Y/n come on I got us food” Steve showed up with scrambled eggs and toast.

“Damn Steve pace yourself you might be a super soldier but y/n isn’t” Bucky laughed at his friends as he eagerly made his way towards his room.

I’ve been in roadrat hell for so long and I finally decided to try writing something small with them. Inspired and building off this amazingly cute but heart breaking comic by the amazing browsdraws! Hopefully if I keep doing small practice things like this I can start writing bigger stories for the junkers~


                                                   Pepe is online

:Junkrat: wat did you do hana?

:D.va: I think it’s more fitting c:< don’t you?

:Junkrat: you right

:Pepe: I trust you with my account password, and this is the thanks I get? After all I’ve done for you?

:D.va: It was meant to be, Lucio!

                                Pepe changed his name to Frogger

:D.va: Lame

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Cartoons

Request where the reader watches cartoons on breaks and days off (Bee and Puppycat, baman piderman) to get rid of nightmares and triggers of her job, soon she recruits everyone to watch, Spencer first ( even JJ and Henry, Hotch and Jack.) Big cuddles

This is a cute idea!  I will be using different cartoons, mostly ones that I’m familiar with, but I hope you enjoy your story nonetheless, because here it is, comin’ ‘atcha!


Throwing the door open to your apartment, you drop your go-bag at your feet as you jump, shaking your coat off as your breathing begins to pick up.  You felt your temperature rising and your legs were already beginning to shake.

It had been a long case.  13 days from home was enough to drive anyone insane, but when you were exactly what the unsub was looking for, looking over your shoulder became exhausting and paranoia-inducing.

And that’s not always the greatest combination for someone struggling with anxiety.

Dashing over to your television set-up, you throw open a drawer as you dig through, finding the self-made disk with hours of cartoon videos on it.  Mashing buttons on your DVD player as it finally springs to life, your trembling fingers shove the DVD into the slot as you lay back onto the floor, the whirring of the disk spinning in its cage settling your nerves as the TV begins to glare into the dark room, the sound of the Tom and Jerry theme song striking up as a relieved smile begins to creep across your cheeks.

Cartoons.

Your favorite childhood memories.

The things you set alarms for on Saturday mornings before scrambling to make yourself a bowl of cereal.

Cereal.

That was a good idea.

Rising to your feet as you head into your kitchen, you throw open your cabinet dedicated to your sugary addiction as your fingers drift over the boxes before settling on the oh-so-delicious Reese’s Pieces.

You were feeling a barrel tumbler.

Grasping your gigantic to-go cup, you pour the cereal into it as it clinks on the sides, the smell of the peanut-butter and chocolate-y mix causing your mouth to water as you place the box down before heading to the fridge and throwing it open for the milk.

And much to your dismay, there was absolutely no milk.

“Fuck!” you exclaim, slamming the door as you feel the tears brewing behind your eyes.

Charging into the TV room as you pick up the remote and jam the pause button, you grab your keys as tears spring to your eyes, your breathing picking back up as your hands begin to shake.

You just…needed…milk.

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Throwing your sunglasses on at 8 o’clock at night, you barge into the grocery store as you make a beeline for the milk in the back, making a mental note to grab two gallons instead of only one.

Wrenching the door open as you thrust your hands into the refrigerated enclosure, you hear a rough, familiar voice emanate from behind you.

“Y/L/N?”

Whipping around as your eyes widen behind your sunglasses, you hold two gallons of milk at your sides as your boss and his son stare at you, confusion wafting across both of their faces.

“You alright?” Hotch asks.

Nodding slowly, you lift the gallons of milk as you say, “Needed more milk for my cereal.”

Your voice cracked at the tail end, much to your disappointment.

And you could tell by your boss’s face that he caught it.

“Cereal for dinner?” he asks, his eyebrows stitching closer together.

“Mhm,” you murmur, lowering them to your sides, “cereal and cartoons.”

“Cartoons!” Jack exclaims, “Daddy, can we go watch cartoons at her house?”

The sentiment made your cheek twitch lightly with a grin.

“No son, I’m sure that Miss Y/L/N doesn’t want to be bothered right now…” he meanders off, his eyes side-glancing you as you take in a sharp breath through your nose.

“If it’s alright with your father, then it’s alright with me.  But rest assured, the only thing I have to eat right now is cereal,” you say, your sunglasses slipping down the bridge of your nose just long enough for Hotch to catch your reddened, puffy eyes.

Damn it.

“Cereal for dinner sounds awesome!” Henry interjects, running around the corner as the two boys embrace each other, with J.J. and Spencer close on his heels.

“Oh, hey guys!” Spencer breathes as you whip your head to him.

“Needed milk, I see?” he says, throwing you a little smirk as your face hardens again.

You felt your breathing slowly begin to pick up again.

“Y/N?” J.J. asks.

You felt your head begin to buzz.

You needed to get home.

You needed to decompress.

You needed to be able to breathe again.

“Miss Y/N?” Jack asks as you clench your jaw and swallow deep.

“Whoever wants cereal and cartoons is more than welcome at my apartment, but please you guys…I gotta get out of here.”

And with that, you pushed through the overwhelming crowd growing as you scurry to the counter, your tears slipping underneath your sunglasses as you throw a $10 dollar bill at the cashier and grab your milk, jogging quickly out of the grocery store as you leave your team and their kids in the dust, confusion and worry spread across their faces.

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Leaving your door wide open as you run into your kitchen, you throw open your fridge as you toss one gallon into the door and sling the other up onto the counter.

Your anxiety was running high, and you could barely get the top off of the milk.

Feeling your glasses slip the rest of the way off of your nose, they clatter to your feet as the tears continue to pour down your face, your hand slipping as the cap to the gallon of milk goes crashing to the ground, rolling away as your eyes dart for it frantically.

You hadn’t even realized that everyone from the grocery store had pulled up, parked, and come through your front door.

“Hey kids,” Spencer coos as he dips down in front of Jack and Henry, “why don’t you guys go press play on the cartoons?  We will bring you guys your cereal.”

“Ok,” Henry says, going in search of the remote as Jack follows suit.

Picking it up in your trembling fingers as your vision begins to tunnel, your hand outstretches to grasp the wall as you try to pull in big, long breaths.

Until you heard the sound of Tom and Jerry rolling in the background.

Slowly rolling your eyes over towards the sound, you see Hotch, Spencer, and J.J. taking close stock of you, your swollen face and your red-rimmed eyes giving away your anxiety as you slowly rise up, rolling your shoulders back a you clear your throat.

“Um…bowls are, are up here,” you say as you point beside you, “and that cabinet right there,” you continue as you move your finger in front of you, “is filled with the cereals.”

Walking towards your huge tumbler of cereal as you reach for the gallon of milk, your unsteady hand begins to drop it as Hotch comes rushing to your side, grasping it before it can hit the floor as tears begin to pour from your eyes once more.

“We’ve got this,” J.J. coos, grasping your shoulders as she pushes you slowly towards Spencer, “we can bring in everyone’s cereal as we get it ready.”

Feeling Spencer take your hands, his worried eyes running over your body, he slowly leads you into the room as the sounds of the Rugrats theme song wafts through your ears, along with the belly-laughter of two beautifully naive little boys.

You wanted them to stay that way forever.

Feeling Spencer sit you down on the couch, you feel him sit beside you, his leg propping up and pressing into the back of the couch as he puts his arms up under yours, pulling you to him as he holds you close.

“Just breathe…” he murmurs lowly, his hands stroking your arms as the trembling in your body slowly dissipates.

“Who wants cereal!?” J.J. taunts, coming into the room with bowls for the boys as they squeal with delight.

“Best dinner ever!” Henry says as he takes the bowl from his mom.

“Thanks, kid,” she mocks, rolling her eyes as a grin spreads across your cheeks.

“Here, Reid,” Hotch says, handing him a bowl as you sit up slightly.

“And for the big kid…” Hotch says, his eyes dancing across you softly as he hands you your tumblr.

“Wow!  That’s a really big bowl,” Jack says.

“Well, I have a really big tummy,” you say, winking at the boy as he giggles.

“Oo!  Oo!  Oo!” Henry exclaims as he points at the TV, “Bugs Bunny!”

“Yeah!” Jack exclaims.

“You’re the coolest, Miss Y/N!” Henry yelps as he begins to munch on his cereal.

You felt your smile broaden as you watch J.J. take up residence with the boys on the opposite couch.

“Mind if I sit?” Hotch asks, motioning to the cushion that your legs were covering as you raise your eyes to him.

Raising your legs, you curl them towards you as he sits, balancing his bowl of cereal in his hand as he drops down before ushering to your legs.

“Come on,” he says, patting his lap as you tentatively lower your legs back onto him.

Turning your perplexed gaze back to the screen, you laugh along with the boys as you feel Spencer chuckle behind you, a smile gracing both J.J. and Hotch’s faces as everyone munches on their cereal, their eyes glued to the television screen.

Drinking your milk from your tumbler as J.J. begins to gather the boys’ empty bowls, you try to wave her off as she locks her eyes with you.

“I’ve got it,” she enunciates.

“Is this how you unwind from cases?” Spencer asks as you cock your head back to look at him.

“Just the rough ones,” you say, slowly turning your head to the forefront as you feel Hotch’s stare permeate your face.

“Are you alright?” he asks, his hand mindlessly caressing your legs on his lap as you try desperately to blink back tears.

“A few more cartoons and I’ll be ready for bed,” you snicker, swallowing hard as you clench your jaw.

“Doggy pile!” you hear the boys scream, jumping up and flopping down onto you as you laugh, your hands flying everywhere as you tickle the boys.

“Biiiiiiiiig mistake!” you roar, a smile encompassing your face as J.J. gets in on the tickle action.

“We’ve got you pinned now!” she yelps.

“I surrender!  I surrender!” Jack exclaims breathlessly, his face red as he holds his hands to his stomach.

“We give up!” Henry pants.

“Can we watch a few more, Miss Y/N?” Jack asks, his eyes pleading as you cup his sweaty face in your hands.

“You guys like Power Rangers?” you ask, a smile spreading across your face.

“Yeah!” the both exclaim.

“Do you like Power Rangers?” Hotch asks, his eyebrow cocked in the air as you giggle lightly.

“Yep,” you say, popping the “p” as you reach for the remote.

And as the boys sit on the floor in front of the couch, with J.J. in the middle as she wraps her arms around them both, the group of you watch through three episodes before the boys’ eyes start to droop.

“Looks like you guys nee a bed,” J.J. coos, her hands rubbing their backs as they shake their heads lazily.

“We’re not tired…” Henry trails off.

“Speak for yourself…” Jack lulls.

You felt Spencer’s stomach jump behind you as he chuckled at the boys.

“We better get these guys home,” Hotch says, patting your legs as you slowly rear them up.

“Thank you so much for having us,” J.J. says, smiling kindly at you as she picks Henry up in her arms.

“You gonna be alright?” Hotch asks, picking up Jack as his eyes connect with yours.

“I’m always alright,” you muse, throwing him a tired smile as he scolds you silently.

“I know, I know…” you trail off, feeling your own eyes begin to lazily drop closed as Spencer pulls you ever so closer to him.

“You comin’, Reid?” J.J. asks as they open your front door.

“I’m gonna catch a couple more, just to make sure she’s alright,” he says, his hand coming up to smooth down your hair as his other arm holds your stomach tight.

“Alright,” Hotch says, smiling lightly as he ushers everyone out the door, closing the door behind him as Spencer hears it click.

“Wanna turn it back to Bugs Bunny?” Spencer asks, turning his attention back to you as he reaches for the remote in your lap.

But your chest was rising and falling, and your eyes were screwed tightly shut.

And as Spencer smiles lightly, his body wiggling as he slowly shifts himself down onto the couch, he scrolls through and begins playing the Bugs Bunny cartoons as he grabs the blanket off of the back of the couch, spreading it over the two of you as he holds you close to him in his arm.

“Bugs Bunny it is,” he whispers.