#but if i do i would have to talk about ⭐️. BUT SHOULD I...

[toastedclownery]

The god hunt/five sun theory started with "why are Tyneen's pirate crew and ship the same animals as Poseidon's court" and three months later it's at "I think Lariat is gonna (try to) kill everyone"

[starkeyisthelastname]

okay y’all, we are jumping into this. pornstar!rafe makes a big decision. ⭐️ (thank you to my bae @oceandriveab for her request and being so patient! 💖 )

He had quite literally fucked you to sleep after storming off set all because he couldn’t get his dick up because he had you on his mind. He knew the decision he had to make and that was one he never thought he would ever do and that quit filming professionally. Even if he hadn’t opened up to you much at all, and he was terrified of confessing his feelings to someone he only had ever fucked, he couldn’t continue on with this career because his addiction was now you.

You should have known better than to answer the door because as you woke up the next morning with a sore body, an empty bed and no sign or explanation from Rafe. You should have expected this and him telling you he couldn’t work anymore because he couldn’t get you off his mind was a bunch of bullshit. He told you from the start he loved pussy too much to ever quit, and you should have stopped falling for him right there. You may been acting on high emotions, but you picked up your phone and began texting him.

Rafe’s phone had been on silent when he had met with his agent and manager. He flat out told them that he was done and they laughed, an amused look on both of their faces. The ‘pussy slayer’ was retiring at 30? There was no way. Everyone knew how much he loved pussy, I mean.. what else was he gonna do? Even if he hadn’t told you much about him, or knew much about you, he knew what he felt for you was enough for him to find a new purpose in life. He knew he said he needed to take baby steps because this was all new to him, but he was tired of the jealousy he constantly felt, the way he couldn’t get you off his fucking mind. He had to show you how he felt and then would let everything fall into place after, it could have been a reckless decision but he didn’t care.

‘I don’t expect a relationship with you, but when you come to my house and tell me that I’m yours just to dip off without any explanation is bullshit Rafe. I can’t do these games with you anymore. You wanna focus on work so bad. Fine. So will I.’

You had blocked him after you sent it, whether it was right or wrong. You didn’t want to, in fact it hurt you to think about Rafe not being in your life. What hurt worse though was how this man had ruined you to the point he never left your mind, that every time he shot a scene with someone else you were filled with nothing but jealousy, and that you couldn’t continue on knowing he would constantly feed you this shit so that he could get a nut in a few times a week. Your insecurities were becoming overshadowed by fear, because you had no idea what Rafe had just done.

You had a feeling you knew who it was by the heavy knocks on your door. You didn’t want to answer and you wanted to tell him to go away. Your own body betrayed you as you began walking over to the door to answer it. He better have a damn good reason on why he was here after his little Houdini act he pulled.

“You wanna block me now?” Rafe asked, stepping through the door without another thought.

You shrugged, arms crossed over your chest as you challenged him. “Why does it matter Rafe? I should have never got my feelings involved with someone who only cares about fucking on camera and getting money from it.” You told him, avoiding his gaze. Maybe it was your own fault because he didn’t know exactly how you felt, but he certainly didn’t make it easy for you. When he whispered sweet shit in your ear it made you feel like you could tell him that you were falling for him. It would then reel back to you being afraid of rejection because he would disappear, or talk about how he loved his career too much to ever quit.

“Do you even know what I was doing? I was firing my agent and my manager because I told them I was done fucking doing porn.” He said, causing your eyes to meet his.

You didn’t believe him. There was no way the man who was obsessed with sex and couldn’t even give you a real reason on why he became a pornstar in the first place had really quit. You laughed, did he really think you were that dumb? “You are lying. You’ve hit an all time low if you think that you can tell me something like that just to fuck me again.” You said with a scoff.

Rafe did a lot of punk shit to try and hide his feelings from you, but this wasn’t something he would joke about. He laughed, shaking his head. “You think I’m lying? I fuckin quit because I love you!” He said, blurting it out before he stopped himself. It was like once he said it, he couldn’t stop the rest from flowing as he continued on. “You don’t understand how hard this is for me! This career is the only thing I have had that has made me feel worth something because I fucked everything else up in my life. This is what made me feel invincible and that I could be somebody. I don’t have anyone else because everyone pushed me away due to my choices. Then I meet you and I don’t even fucking know you, but I feel this insane connection that absolutely terrifies me. It scares me the way I feel about you, and that I really should be taking baby steps. I.. I just can’t though. I don’t want to fuck this up like I did everything else, but… I am fucking in love with you and fucking random girls on camera just to get money isn’t worth losing you over.” He told you.

This was the first time Rafe had ever truly been honest with you and you could read it all over his face. You swallowed the lump in your throat as he stepped closer, taking you by the hands as he pulled you closer. “Let me show you.” He whispered in the softest voice you had ever heard him use. You didn’t know what he meant by that, but there was no way you were turning him away.

No matter how much you loved the brutal sex the two of you shared and we’re sure there was more of that to come, this was an entirely new feeling you both were experiencing. He was being gentle with you for the first time, pouring every ounce of confusing emotions and feelings he had into you. He had you in a deep missionary position, his toned hips grinding into yours as he buried his head in your neck. “You are so goddamn beautiful.” He whispered in a breathy groan.

His cock somehow felt 10 times bigger when he went slow and it was throwing you off at how good this fucking felt. Tears streamed down your face much like the first time he had ever fucked you, but for an entirely different reason. You overwhelmed by love, clinging onto him life a lifeline as you were afraid to let him go. He had ruined you for any other man and right now you were perfectly fine with that. “Rafe… you feel so fucking good..” You whimpered, your eyes rolling back at a little as his tip kept brushing over your g-spot.

Rafe groaned into your smooth skin, his lips traveling across your collarbone and across your jaw line until he met your eyes. He knew he must have really been in love with you because he had never made love and didn’t know he was capable of such a thing. He knew his nasty side was inevitable but he really was determined to show you that he was serious about this.

“Yeah baby, say my fuckin name. That’s yours to say. All yours… my sweet angel.” His words firm but genuine as his lips ghosted over yours. The way you made him feel was better than any drug or any career, and he knew no matter how scary this was for him, you were his girl without a doubt.

The tears flowed even more as he said that, your eyes falling into his ocean ones as his cock explored every inch of you. Your lower tummy fluttered and head spun as you felt an insane orgasm approaching. “Rafe… you’re gonna make me cum. Please don’t stop.. please.” You nearly begged him, manicured nails digging into the skin of his back.

Rafe had always prided himself for being able to go many rounds before cumming. He was so overwhelmed with love, that he knew he was wasn’t going to last long. “I’m not baby, I fuckin got you. Yeah? Cum all over my cock.” He whispered against your lips before pulling you in for a deep kiss.

You couldn’t help but sob at his words, trying your best to focus on the kiss as your orgasm started to take over. You screamed his name, not caring who heard, as this moment was way too important. You shuddered against him, wrapping your legs around his waist to trap him in as his thrusts started to get sloppy. He didn’t know what you had done to him, but he found himself going back to whisper in your ear as he started slowly coming undone. “I’m gonna fuckin fill you up baby, this is all for you..” He breathed out, voice rugged as his nuts tightened and eyes rolled back at your cunt still squeezing him in.

Rafe’s groans were sweet music to your ears as his seed warmed your insides, this time followed by a gentle raspy voice whispering against your skin. “I love you..” He told you, the butterflies hitting your belly and your face breaking out into a beautiful smile.

“I love you.” You whispered back.

Rafe hadn’t said that to someone or heard it back since before he had lost his family. This was the first girl he had ever felt this way about and while the two of you may have been jumping into something that was unclear and had a lot of questions that needed to be answered, he knew this was all worth it.

[mylovesstuffs]

OT13 reaction to their s/o stuttering while explaining something

Request: Celeste hello it's me again LMAOOO I hope you're doing fine my queen 🫶 so hear me out, ot13 with s/o that always stutter whenever they tried to talk with them or explain something that they don't understand. I hate that whenever I tried to explain something to my friends, I'm always stuttering ended up I became quite person 😔 idk if you already nake it or not.

- ⭐️ anon

A/N: Aww my love, first of all, you’re amazing just the way you are and stuttering when explaining something doesn’t make you any less smart or capable! Please don’t let stuttering stop you from speaking up. You have important things to say and your voice deserves to be heard! Sending you so much love!

Absolutely Patient Kings (Would Wait Forever for You to Finish Without Rushing You)

Joshua: The most reassuring and patient partner. He’d probably hold your hands while you talk, nodding and smiling to encourage you. If you got flustered, he’d rub your back and say, “No rush, sweetheart. Just tell me however you can.” Even if you ended up not finishing your explanation, he’d still act like he understood just to make you feel better.

Wonwoo: He’d just stare at you with soft eyes, never once interrupting or making you feel rushed. If you got too frustrated, he’d calmly say, “It’s okay, take your time.” He hates the thought of you going quiet because you feel insecure. If you ever gave up mid-sentence, he’d encourage you to try again or just wait until you feel ready.

Woozi: He might seem intimidating at first but he’s actually super patient. He understands that thoughts can be hard to put into words sometimes (since yk, he's a songwriter sou; it's different from stuttering but you get the point), so he’d just listen, nodding along to make you feel comfortable. If you ever got upset, he’d softly say, “It’s fine, baby. Just say whatever comes to mind. I get you.”

Encouraging Sweethearts (Would Help You Find the Right Words Without Making You Feel Bad)

Dokyeom: Would be the most verbal with his support. “Awww, my baby is working so hard to explain! So cute.” If you got upset, he’d say, “Hey, hey! No getting mad at yourself. Take your time, jagi. I’ll wait forever if I have to!” He’d try to finish your sentences but only if you wanted him to. If you shook your head, he’d laugh and say, “Okay, okay! I won’t guess, you got this!”

Mingyu: Would physically encourage you like nodding enthusiastically, leaning in closer, or squeezing your hands. If you got too flustered, he’d pout and say, “Why are you embarrassed? I love hearing you talk!” He’d make you feel so so so safe that even if you were stuttering like crazy, you wouldn’t feel judged at all.

Seungkwan: He’d notice if you’re struggling and immediately jump in to help. “Wait, are you trying to say [this]?” If he guessed wrong, he’d giggle and say, “Oops, my bad. Keep going, baby, I’m listening.” He’d never let you feel embarrassed about stuttering—he’d even make fun of himself for the times he trips over his own words just to make you laugh lol. That's how much of a sweetheart our boo seungkwan is.

Dino: Dino would be so supportive but also a little bit awkward at first because he wouldn’t know how to help. He’d be like, “Uh…do you need me to like…wait? Or should I help?” He would never judge you and over time, he’d probably develop his own way of helping you feel comfortable. He’d even joke around like, “It’s okay, jagiya, I stutter when I rap too!”

Would Try to Decode Your Words (Determined to Understand You No Matter What)

Jun: Would be the most dramatic about it in the cutest way. If you stuttered too much, he’d go, “Ahhh! The suspense! I must know what you’re trying to say!” He’d grab your shoulders and act like he’s on the edge of his seat. You’d roll your eyes, but his goofy ass would make you laugh and forget about feeling insecure.

Hoshi: Would take this as a challenge. If you stuttered too much, he’d squint and go, “Okay, wait. I think you’re trying to say...hmm…” He’d get all dramatic about it, acting like Sherlock Holmes trying to solve a mystery. “Okay, one more time, baby! I’m almost there!” You’d end up laughing and he’d just grin and say, “See? No stress! Just talk however you want.”

Vernon: Would be so chill about it that you wouldn’t even feel nervous after a while. He’d nod and hum while you talk, even if you were struggling to explain. If you gave up, he’d shrug and say, “It’s cool, I kinda get what you mean. But also, no pressure, you don’t have to explain if you don’t wanna.��� He’d make you feel like stuttering isn’t a big deal at all, which would actually help you feel less self-conscious.

Would Try to ‘Fix’ the Problem (But Only Because They Love You So Much)

Seungcheol: He’d notice if you were getting frustrated with yourself and would not let that slide. “Hey. Stop that. You’re explaining just fine.” If you got quiet, he’d cup your face, “You don’t have to rush. Just say what you can.” He’d be so reassuring that even if you were a mess of stutters, you’d feel safe trying again.

Jeonghan: Would tease you about it but only to make you laugh and ease your nerves. If you got too flustered, he’d smirk and say, “Why are you so nervous? It’s just me, angel.” He’d never let you feel insecure but if he saw you getting upset, he’d immediately drop the teasing and softly say, “I’ll wait as long as it takes, okay?”

Minghao: Hao hates seeing you get frustrated. He’d say (with that soft voice of his), “Take a deep breath, love. No need to rush.” But if you kept struggling, he’d eventually ask, “Do you want me to guess? Or should we write it down instead?” He wouldn’t want to “fix” you but would try to find ways to make you feel less stressed about talking.

[last-words-ofashootingstar]

hihiii sooo 'should i?' is my favourite of your au's can i please request for hongjoong with 219, 203, 207, and please please 214!!!! maybe filming a cnc video.... god i'm drooling just thinking about it

➯a/n: i'm gonna faint 🫠 hongjoong is my bias and "Should I?" hongjoong is like hdvsjejabdeo anywho- ENJOY, I WENT OVERBOARD ! WHOS SURPRISED ? NO ONE LMAOOO

Cash, Grass, or Ass? (Nobody Rides For Free)

Should I?: Part Four

❥Kim Hongjoong x fem reader

❥K.H. x J.Y. x S.M. x fem reader

207 + 214: bondage/restraint + cnc

✈︎queued for: tues 3rd

(>ᴗ•)genre: smut, amateur p0rn⭐️ au

ಠ_ಠwarning/content: not proof read ( sorry, i'm impatient ), 219 dacryphilia, filming, roleplaying as strangers, reader wears "girly-girl" clothes, 207 bondage/restraint: with rope, mean rough nasty dom joong, 203 praise + degradation double whhhhammy !!, finger sucking, safe word in place but not used, getting into subspace, dumbification, a few hair pulls, stocking / sock kink, squirting, choking ( with hands + cock ), knife play ( omg i never wrote for this before but 🫣 ), road head + rough blow job: face fucking / head pushing / gagging / messy, spit, cock warming via mouth (?), a few slaps, messy cunnilingus, 'forced' orgasms, creampie, aftercare, 214 cnc: reader cries, struggles, begs, 'stop' & joong forces, mocks, threatens but everything is previously agreed upon !! this is depicting roleplay ! name calling including: stupid, girl, slut, brat / sicko, pervert. pet names including: little siren ( still have not moved on tbh ), princess, sweetheart / sir, captain

➯cnc disclaimer: CONSENT IS SEXY. all parties are and always will be consenting in my stories. cnc is a way to explore power dynamics and it's attractive to many people, it does not "promote s/a", the first c is CONSENSUAL. you should only ever do it with someone who you trust. be safe and stay freaky !!

♡masterlist + tag form !♡

₊‧⁺stardust˖⋆ @everyonewooeverywhere @willowwyy @sousydive @sunnysidesins @onyxmango @devilzliaison @ateezswonderland @queenofdumbfuckery @emilysecresy

➯a/n2: little treat for an idea i have for another chapter at the end kkkkk

18+.MINORS GET LOST.

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"Need a ride?"

Hongjoong's voice makes your heart flutter.

Six and a half months after you first met in person; you find yourself in the middle of nowhere on a seemingly never ending desolate road in the countryside, his car pulling up next to you.

It's far from the first time you've ever been alone with him. But something feels different. Knowing what's in store is making you flustered — more so than usual.

Hongjoong was so excited that he fell out of his seat when you said you wanted to role-play a non-con scene with him; crawling on his knees to you and putting his hands in a prayer stance as he eagerly accepted.

You, Mingi, and Yunho had made a few videos like that before you even met. And all of them are still, to this very day, in his liked videos. His favorite has to be the one where Yunho was 'teaching' Mingi how to fuck — using you, all tied up and crying, as a demonstration doll. He fantasized about tying you up himself, probably one too many times to be sane, as he recorded his own videos.

In your liked videos, along with the one where he fucks a fleshlight so hard that he breaks it, is one of him talking about how he wants to tie up a pretty girl and make her choke on his cock. Not knowing that he was talking about you until he admitted it a few months ago. He wanted to do the same to Mingi, to 'see his little puppy dog eyes while he tries to get away'.

But — you were first. You knew, generally, what to expect. All of you are very open about what is and isn't on the table, and you all respect each other's boundaries. What you didn't know, is just how much it would make your heart thud while pretending that Hongjoong is a stranger.

In your mini-skirt, you saunter over to his car. Folding your arms on the lowered window, you lean down; giving him a good look down your loose tank top. Showing off your lacy bra.

He's already hard. The idea of what's about to happen had him hard the second he woke up — knowing that today's the day. Yunho had given him a blowjob to take some of the edge off, but it's already back. And the cute little outfit he had yet to see was making his hands twitch. Wanting to grab at you and get the show on the road.

"Yeah, my boyfriend dumped me on the side of the road." Which, technically, isn't a lie. Mingi had drove you out and gave you a kiss and a smirk, telling you to 'have fun'.

"Sounds like he's an idiot." He reaches over and pops the door open for you, "leaving such a pretty girl."

When you open up the door, his member twitches in his pants. He had seen it from afar, but up close was always something different. Your long socks. White and lacy, just like your bra.

The camera on the dash catches his smirk as he eyes you while you settle yourself in the passenger seat.

Oh. You think as you look over at him, he's going to fuck me up so good.

"So," he leans forward a bit, and you have to remind yourself to lean back.

"Cash, grass, or ass?"

"...what?"

"Which one are you going to pay me with?" He reaches over and touches your hair, in a way that could be described as affectionately — if not for the burning lust in his eyes. "Don't you know? Nobody rides for free."

"I don't have anything- I- I left my purse in the car."

"Ass it is."

He had locked the doors before you even had a chance to try and grab the handle.

"What the fuck, dude?" You pause as you turn back to face him, coming face to face with the pocket knife that he brandishes at you nonchalantly. He raises his eyebrow, smirk planted firmly on his lips.

"Ass it is?" He asks, tracing the flat of the blade on your jaw. "I'd hate to ruin such a pretty face."

God, he should be an actor. You think, gulping as he trails the knife down slowly. He would never hurt you. But the fact that he could...

You know he's going to mock you for how wet your panties are becoming.

"Ass it is."

"Smart choice, sweetheart," he places the knife on his thigh, holding it there as a 'reminder' as he starts driving. "Come suck my cock."

You almost choke on your saliva. He's always blunt and direct with his orders, but the edge in his voice is extra sultry today. "If you make me cum before we stop, I'll let ya' go. Deal?" You have to hold yourself back from jumping his bones.

"You will?"

"You have my word." Both of you know that even if he cums, you aren't going anywhere.

You take a steadying breath, sliding into the middle seat. "You're a damn sicko." You mumble with a small smile, trying to hide it as you unbutton his pants.

"And you're a stupid little girl." He catches the way your thighs press together in his peripheral vision, his tongue instinctively wetting his lips — wanting to have a taste. "Didn't your Daddy ever tell you not to trust strangers?"

"Fuck you-"

"Mh~ Feisty," he grabs you by the back of your head and shoves your face into his lap, "I like that. Let's see what else that mouth can do."

With a small groan, you unzip his jeans. "C'mon, princess~ Hurry up, before I pull over and fuck you in the middle of the road." While you would love that, you'll save it for another day. You pull down the elastic band on his boxers, his girth all but springing out; slapping you on the cheek and making you both moan.

You feign a gasp, trying to pull away and getting shoved right back. His knife is in the same hand that holds your head, the other on the wheel. "Get to work."

The overhead camera watches as you lean down, giving a kitten lick to his head and making him hiss. He grips your head tighter, "you think you're gonna make me cum like that? It's like you want to be fucked."

He almost lets his eyes roll back as you sink down on his pulsing length, bobbing your head quickly over the first inches of it. He pushes you down further, laughing airily when you gag as he keeps you held there.

Your scalp stings as he yanks you back up, letting you gasp for breath for only a few seconds before leading you back down. "Mhm~ Not so mouthy now, huh, brat?" You grab at his jeans, digging your nails in as you breathe through your nose. "Suck."

You muffle a disagreement, making him shiver as the vibrations run through him. "Have it your way, then."

He keeps you there, gagging on his cock for a good few minutes. Spit is soaking his boxers and your jaw is starting to ache by the time he finally stops the car and yanks the keys from the ignition. "Get up," he doesn't give you a chance to act for yourself; pulling you up by the hair and allowing you to suck in some good, deep breaths as you massage your jaw.

"Pretty little brat~" He slaps you, pretty gently based on what you know he's capable of. "I'm gonna have a lot of fun with you..." His eyes scan you for a moment before quickly leaning in and licking up your messy chin.

You turn your moan into a whine, pushing at his chest. "You're so nasty!"

"You don't know the half of it, sweetheart~"

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You had paused your scene as he carried you inside the rented cabin, letting him tie up your ankles and wrist without a fight as he asked how you were feeling so far.

And the answer was 'unbelievably horny, hurry up, please'.

He gives you a tender kiss before rubbing his hand down your side while sitting up on the bed next to you. "Give 'em a try, baby." You tug at the rope on your wrist — nothing. "And those?" He looks over his shoulder as you try to pull your ankles apart — again, nothing. "Good."

"Ready?" You ask with a sparkle in your eyes, leaning into his touch as he pets your head.

The camera is already set up next to the bed, recording the soft moment before you get nasty.

"Oh, yeah~" He chuckles, leaning to land another peck to your lips, "you trust me, right?" You nod against his forehead as he places his against yours. "I'm going to be rough- gonna be mean. That doesn't mean I care about you any less. We're just pretending. If at any point you forget that, do you remember your safe word?"

"Pause."

"And if you can't speak?"

"Two hits."

"That's a good girl~" His hand slides down from your jaw, giving your binds a tug before continuing downward. "Action."

At his word, you snap back into your role; fidgeting below him while he shoves his hand between your thighs and cups your heat through your panties. Like a flipped switch, you're both back into the scene in a millisecond flat.

He all but jumps on top of you, crushing your legs to the bed with his own as he squeezes your heat. "Damn, you've got a hot little cunt," he groans, free hand slipping between your bound arms as you push at him; landing it at your throat and squeezing that as well. It's his favorite things to do, in any scene — even outside of filming.

Even when it's just you and him, neither of your boyfriends and no cameras, he can't help but put his hands around your neck. To remind you of your place, to remind you that he's got the control. Make you remember that he cares enough about you to cradle your jugular and squeeze it only hard enough so that you see stars in the edges of your vision.

"I can't wait to fuck it raw."

You start fighting harder, twisting and turning your hips, "no, p-please!" You should be an actor, he thinks; smirk wide on his lips as he looks down at you wildly.

"Yes~" He squeezes your neck tighter for a moment before slapping you suddenly, making your head turn to face the camera. "I'm gonna fill up this bratty pussy and teach you a lesson."

You gasp, genuinely, as he grabs the pocket knife from the bedside table and flips up your skirt. He cuts through your panties with zero hesitation, ripping them the rest of the way off. He can see the wet patch on them as he tosses them to the side to be forgotten.

His tongue darts over his lips again. Really, he shouldn't — not for this scene — but he wants to eat you out so badly that his cock is twitching. He tosses the knife onto the floor as he stares down at you.

"I wonder how hard you'll fight me after I make you cum on my tongue."

"Wait, wait, waiiiit~" Your pleads fall off into a breathy moan as his slides down and hugs your thighs, stuffing his tongue into your pressed together pussy lips. "Fuck! You pervert! Stop- please stop!"

His chuckle tickles your wetness, and he shakes his head with his tongue on your clit; giving it a lick as he pulls back. "Nah~"

You bring your wrists to your face, hiding your face as you tear up. It feels so good as he laps at your needy slit. You're so worked up from the role-playing that you fear you'll cum in mere minutes.

He slides his hands up and grips your ass, grinding against your legs as he licks and sucks your cunt like a man starved. Drooling and slobbering all over you. He pulls back and adds to the mess — a fat wad of spit hitting you and making you jolt.

"Get this cunt nice and sloppy so I can slide right in~"

"Sir, please-" He pulls out his cock quickly, stuffing it between your socked calves and moaning. Loud.

"Keep begging, princess," he spits again, reveling in the way your hips jerk, "makes me want to fuck you more."

You sob into your hands — not from his words. To bite back your pleads for him to do it. It's hard to remember the scene when he's making you gush on his pointed tongue.

"Fuck- fuck!" You can't help the string of moans that tumble off your lips as he makes you cum all over his mouth; using his grip on your ass to make you grind into him as you slump and tremble.

He doesn't give you any time to recoup. He drops your hips to the mattress; making them bounce a bit, and climbs over you, manic grin on his slick lips. "You slut~" Using the rope in your wrists, he pulls your arms down so he can see your heated, teary face.

His hand finds its way back to its rightful place on your throat. Just resting there, maybe to ground you in your post orgasmic bliss. Maybe to keep you in place as he shoves his tip into your fluttering hole.

"Ah!" You gasp, eyes squeezing shut and jaw tense. He's definitely the thickest man you've ever been with. And this position — having your legs and subsequently, your heat, stuck together adds to it. A lot. You can't spread your legs, can't try to accommodate for his goliath girth. All you can do is take it. Every single inch as he pushes into you, nice and slow so he can watch all the cute twitches in your face and beautiful tears that slide down your temples.

"Fuck-" He nearly collapses on top of you as he bottoms out in your pulsing walls. "Such a tight fit, you're begging for my cum..." His blue hair tickles your neck as he nuzzles into it, kissing your collar bone. "Your warm little hole is perfect, sweetheart."

You lean into his delicate touch as his hand moves up to cup your jaw, the other holding onto the rope on your wrist tightly. "I might just have to keep you." He moans deeply as he gives a sudden thrust, making you yelp.

"Gentle! Please, gentle... Y-you're gonna split me in ha- in half," you cry into his hand, nuzzling into it as he does to your neck.

"Oh, s-shut up," he stutters as he starts sliding in and out of you; slow and deep. "You love it. You love my fat cock breaking you. You know how I know?"

"No..?"

"Cause your cunt is drooling all over me, little siren~"

His special nickname for you makes your eyes roll into your skull and stay there as you convulse under him — slammed with an orgasm so rough that it makes you wail brokenly.

You're so far gone in your pleasure that you don't realize he's slipped his thumb into your mouth and you're now sucking at it to ground yourself as he slams his hips into you mercilessly. Don't recognize that he's staring down at you with fully dilated eyes and heavy breaths. You have to blink a few times — and the sight makes his stomach flutter with butterflies.

"Fucking told you," he coos the mean words as he tries to fuck his way up to your guts, "you were made to be my personal cock sleeve, huh?"

"Mhmm~" You moan around his thumb, your brain so pleasantly numb with tingling ecstasy that you've forgotten about the role-play completely. Your subconscious is taken over, making you soft and pliable beneath his rough pounding; teary eyes so sweet that he can't help but smile. Trusting him completely and taking whatever he gives because you know you can.

"Such a sweet, obedient, little slut," he snakes his fingers between yours and holds one of your hands tightly. "You dumb on my cock, sweetheart? I fuck your brains out?"

"Mhm~" You hum, head bobbing lightly as you suck on his thumb, hand squeezing his as tightly as possible while he presses against your g-spot repeatedly with his bulbous tip.

"You want my cum?" He knows the response he's going to get when you're so deep in sub-space. Smile spreading even further on his lips as he's proven right.

"Please, Captain," you slur out quickly before your lips are back around his thumb, melting into his soft cupping of your jaw.

"Fuck-" He grits his teeth, fingers twitching as his peak rapidly grows closer, "yeah, you do~ Of course you do, my dirty little siren~"

You didn't even feel it coming until a sharp peak slaps you cunt first, making you gasp and arch below him. Each of his frenzied thrusts send a spurt of your release splashing; soaking your skirt on your waist and his shirt, dripping off you and wetting the bed.

He crushes you below him, kissing all over your face as he fucks his load into you as deep as possible, moaning soft praises as you shake with sobs.

You start breathing fast, eyes dizzy and heart pounding so fast it makes you sweat as he stills deep inside of you.

"Shhh~" He shushes you with a smile, bringing both of his hands to wipe your tears with an easy touch. It feels like you've had your entire world rocked, and seeing him so calm and collected makes you relax. "I've got you, Hongjoong's got you, sweetheart."

"H-" You huff in a shaking breath, "hold me?"

"C'mere," he hums, wrapping his arms around your shoulders and blanketing you with his body. His cock still heavy inside of you, his weight on your chest, his lips planting kisses on your teary cheek. "You did so wonderfully, princess. Did you enjoy yourself?"

"Yes," you moan softly as you close your eyes blissfully, fingers playing with his shirt from their place stuck between you. "Thank you, Captain~"

"Thank you, little siren~"

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"Check this out," Mingi flops into bed next to you a few weeks later. He slides an arm under your neck and snuggles to your back as he shows you his phone.

"What am I looking at?" You hum tiredly, rubbing your eyes before looking at the screen again.

"We have a fan-boy~" He chuckles, scrolling on the page slowly. "Been re-posting our stuff for like two months, he's really into you- oh, look at this one."

It's a screenshot from the beginning of you and Hongjoongs role-playing video. Both of you laid in the bed and recording a disclaimer to stay safe and consensual. As you were saying that you had given him clear permission to do the things he did, he was looking down at you with a fond smile; petting your head softly as you laid on his chest.

'Why did the way Captain looks at Princess make me hard before they even started? I don't know who I want to be more. I would let him ruin me and I would absolutely wreck her >:( She's so adorable, I would love to rearrange her guts while her boyfriends film us. I want her to scream my name. The dream.'

You take the device from him with a small giggle, "for real? I knew we had our regulars but I didn't know we had fans."

A clip of you fingering yourself is his pinned post. The caption:

'Poor Princess can hardly make herself squirt... I can do it, don't worry<3'

The attached picture of the man's slender hand makes you gulp. "Wow," you scroll more. Every few days, a slew of posts of the four of you are made. Something catches your eye. "Mingi-" You reach back and slap his side lightly, "why do you follow him?"

"He's got pretty hands-"

"Yo! That's what's I was thinking!"

You click back to the top and scan his profile, "Hwa? That's a pretty name."

"Mhm," he slides his hand down your waist slowly, "maybe we should make a video, you can moan his name~ I bet he'd cream in his pants."

"You perv... Let's do it~"

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[astonmartinii]

no more ace to play [mamma mia part two] | formula one social media au

drivers: sebastian vettel, fernando alonso and jenson button

the investigation was fruitful but now y/n has a handful of drivers and a bucket load of criticism

general note: i answered an ask about this but i thought i'd reiterate here, this is a no wives or kids au, so seb and jenson's wives and kids do not exist in this !! thank you so much for all the lovely feedback on the last part, hopefully i remembered to tag everyone who asked x

part one | masterlist | ko-fi

yourusername

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yourusername: so i guess it's kinda real now and they're all lovely x

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user4: i know the bitter old people are going to find this now but i for one think it's fucking ICONIC

user5: the guys are way too chill for the situation

user6: they've not said anything, so how would you know?

user5: idk reeks of babytrapping

user7: be for real y/n doesn't need to baby trap anyone she has her own career?

yourbff: debrief needed STAT

yourusername: literally on my way to yours right now get the non-alcoholic wine READY

landonorris: do i like get a prize for my hand in this?

yourusername: here's a gold star ⭐️

landonorris: i was hoping for some monetary rewards

yourusername: ur literally a millionaire ?

landonorris: and?

user8: are any of them gonna like comment or?

user9: very odd considering they wouldn't shut THE FUCK UP on their own posts

user10: for real they were very proud of their 'accomplishments' but now it's the consequences of their actions and theyre silent ?

user11: have yall considered the fact that finding out you might be a dad is a bit of a shock, let them all process it?

jensonbutton

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jensonbutton: back to see the old rides

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user12: SPILL JENSON PLEASE

user13: so like what team is this kid going to support they've got so much to choose from?

user14: if they have any taste, ferrari 💅

user15: i mean their momma clearly has taste so ....

oscarpiastri: nice to meet you jenson!

jensonbutton: by how much mark talks about you i could've sworn i'd already met you

aussiegrit: bold of you to send shots my way considering your current predicament

user16: mark saying this like they aren't lucky to be with y/n ?

user17: bro we all saw that you met up with y/n and the baby daddy squad... wanna maybe share some thoughts?

user18: why would he want to publicise that he got with a slag?

user17: i know you're not calling y/n a slag when we're talking about f1 playboy JENSON BUTTON ?

user19: i have complete faith that this mamma mia summer WILL have a good ending but i NEED these men to maybe actually talk about it so people aren't just out here coming for y/n ?

yourusername

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yourusername: got myself a sweet treat and did some meditation (i.e. listening to asmr roleplay) because life is crazy and morning sickness is a bitch

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user24: not to be sappy but i am emotional watching y/n go through this, she's been on the internet for so long i feel like i've watched her grow up, idk anything about f1 but i hope they're good for her

yourbff: gosh who knew you getting pregnant would lead to us having to go to the bakery every single morning

yourusername: but but but they have such good croissants and SHUSH I BUY YOU YOURS EVERYDAY

yourbff: i know you're like my sugar mama, please still buy me pastries when you have your actual child

user25: i think we're all being a wee bit dramatic about the whole "they haven't said anything" business. yes, they probably should say they're fine with it so people stop accusing y/n of baby trapping them but ALSO we don't know what they do everyday, maybe we should just let the adults go about their business

charles_leclerc: i am basically seb's kid so i shall be a character witness: that man is an ANGEL and believe me that took a lot for me to say in public lol

yourusername: why thank you charles, i have heard a lot about you. in fact on his "provisional dad cv", sebastian directly named you, some guys called max verstappen, mick schumacher and lance stroll as fatherly experience

maxverstappen1: LOL I KNEW SEB LOVED ME BUT WTF IS A DAD CV

sebastianvettel: this is a serious matter and i wanted to show that i'm serious about fatherhood

mickschumacher: soz max, charles and lance i think WE all know who his favourite is

lancestroll: i'm just happy to be recognised tbf

yourusername: well i kinda hope this real child will be his favourite...

charles_leclerc: boring 🥱

alexalbon: well i'm gonna nominate myself as jenson's grid kid and woah that guy is great 👍

jensonbutton: sounds kinda sarcastic but thanks for the effort alex

carlossainz55: seeing as we're all here i'll say that nando is the best grid dad sorry not sorry

yourusername: you're all here but idk who you people are ?

fernandoalo_oficial: chilli have i ever told you how proud i am of you?

stoffelvandoorne: do i mean nothing to you old man

user26: wtf is going on here

fernandoalo_oficial

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fernandoalo_oficial: what a race! thankful to finally be back on the podium this weekend and i'd like to dedicate this race to the soon-to-be new addition and my new family, here's to our future ❤️

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user27: HOLY SHIT THIS IS SO CUTE

user28: i'm sorry the THUMB IN THE MOUTH CELEBRATION ARE YOU KIDDING?

jensonbutton: proud of you, come home quick x

user29: i'm sooooo chill about this

fernandoalo_oficial: i'll make sure to tell the team that THE jenson button wants the meeting to go faster

sebastianvettel: do i mean nothing? that's literally my old team name drop ME

yourusername: just tell them i've gone into labour

fernandoalo_oficial: you've not even been pregnant two months yet...

yourusername: they don't know that

astonmartinf1: this is a public instagram comment section...

maxverstappen1: maybe when the little one is actually here i'll let you win for once

fernandoalo_oficial: how kind of you?

maxverstappen1: i need the little one to know that at least one of you is cool and that i should be their favourite god father

lewishamilton: now that is a bold assumption

danielricciardo: i have been quiet on this topic but if anyone is prime god father material YOU'RE LOOKING AT HIM

yourusername: you'll all receive an email and a god father application in the coming weeks

charles_leclerc: is this another seb idea?

yourusername: maybe... but idk yall so i think it's a good idea

yourusername

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yourusername: welcome to the crazy house

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user33: so we've confirmed the poly? yes or no?

user34: i'm gonna say yes but with them you literally never know

georgerussell63: so we all sent them a jellycat?

alexalbon: speak for yourself george that sick ass rocking bunny is all albon

user35: not to be weird but this kids is literally going to have the hottest parents of all time

user36: no cause if i'm a teacher and all of them walk in for parent's evening i'm passing out

jensonbutton: oh wow what a lovely crib i wonder who put that together

fernandoalo_oficial: don't you dare take all the credit

sebastianvettel: as if anyone other than the WOOD WORK KING put that together

yourusername: guys they are lying the delivery guy put it together and they all stood around watching like dads at the airport

jensonbutton: "like dads" so still getting the experience in

danielricciardo: so who is responsible for this grandpa ass nursery aesthetic?

yourusername: well this is awkward i thought it was cute

fernandoalo_oficial: it is don't worry honey, it matches seb's overall grandpa aesthetic

sebastianvettel: you guys agreed to move to mine don't switch up on my aesthetic now

jensonbutton: oh seb we all love your certain affinity for tartan and plaid

sebastianvettel: i'm not feeling this love right now :(

yourusername: cuddle pile incoming

note: ahhh okay this was very highly requested so i hope it met expectations. i'm thinking this could defo be a longer series (i am also working on into the arms of another dw) following the whole family if yall would like that? i'm gonna try and tag everyone who requested that, i am sorry if i missed anyone x

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all for you - 🌸

seasons of time - college au 📝

consume (vampire au) - 🩸

𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒

look what you made me do - series if reputation inspired songs

short n’ sweet (sns)- a series inspired by sabrina carpenter songs from the album of the same name

1989 - a series inspired by taylor swift songs of the same name

love & money - ceo and or sugar daddy stories - 💵

my only one - stories about the boys as husbands and fathers - 🌸

contains smut: 💗

choi seungcheol

• dancing with our hands tied - I loved you in spite of deep fears that the world would divide us. 💗 💵 (rep)

• late night calls - it’s four in the morning and there is only one person he wants to talk to. 💗⭐️

• midnight drives - you shouldn’t of fallen for your sister’s ex boyfriend but you can’t help it. 💗

• 2 years of trying - you always thought conceiving a baby would be easy. It turns out both you and your husband were wrong. 💗 🌸

• complete mess - life is hard, and he can’t take the weight of the world that feels like it’s on his shoulders. when he asked you to run away with him you can’t imagine saying no. 💗

• desperate measures - He’s well aware that you’re so mad at him. You look like you want to kill him. There is this twisted thought in his head that keeps egging him on to piss you off more. The way you’re yelling at him is turning him on more than it honestly should. 💗

• how quiet can you be? - More than once, Joshua and Jeonghan have complained about your noise level. It turns out, you’re so loud that Joshua had invested in noise-canceling headphones. 💗

• all a lie (coming soon) - he never planned on being a sugar daddy. he pays her to tutor him but when he finds out she’s struggling to get by. things get complicated when sex is involved. 📝 💗

jeon wonwoo

• all his writing can be found here

kim mingyu

• I’m not sharing - “I swear to god Kim Mingyu I’m going to ban you from sharing a bed with me ever again, if you don’t stop stealing my blanket,” you whined as you pulled harshly on the blanket that was wrapped around him. 💗

• meet me in the hallway (feat: wonwoo x reader x mingyu) - They been best friends their whole life. They’ve shared everything but they have never shared a girl. What happens when no one can keep their emotions out of this? 💗

• heaven knows (wonwoo x reader x mingyu) - who knew being roommates could turn into so much more.💗

• might let you make me juno - If you love me right, then who knows? I might let you make me Juno. You know I just might. Let you lock me down tonight. One of me is cute, but two though? Give it to me, baby. 💗 (sns)

• beg for you (wonwoo x reader x mingyu) - “Hello my dear roommate. How are you?” He literally doesn’t even give you a second to answer. “Now, what do you think about being tied to the bed?” He’s calmed down, maybe a little, but not much. 💗

• call it what you want (coming soon) - I want to wear his initial on a chain ‘round my neck chain 'round my neck. Not because he owns me. But 'cause he really knows me 💗⭐️ (rep)

chwe hansol

• getaway car - The ties were black, the lies were white. In shades of gray in candlelight. I wanted to leave him. I needed a reason. 💗⭐️ (rep)

• lost in you (coming soon) - after three long weeks of not being intimate neither of you can seem to keep your hands to yourself. 💗⭐️

[creolefatu]

IM HIM NOW

⭐️ You’ve secretly had a crush on Jon from the first time you’ve laid eyes on him. It was something about the way he smiled at you. When you expressed you’re interest in him, he friend zoned you bc he was seeing someone. Now 5 years later you’re in a tumultuous relationship and Jon as your bestie always gives the best advice but what happens when old feelings die hard? ⭐️

‼️ WARNING ‼️ NOT APPROPRIATE FOR MINORS ❗️

“ You called me over here out my sleep it’s 2am, someone better be dying or dead y/n” Jon said a little aggravated but for you he’d move mountains. You were his bestie

“ Jon I just don’t know what to do anymore, no matter what I do this thing with Carmelo just isn’t working! I’m trying so hard to be the best woman I can be for him and it’s like it’s never good enough.” you said crying into the sofa cushions and Jon stood in the center of the living room.

“Damn uce, it’s that bad? I’ve had plenty of relationship talks with you, I’ve never seen you so upset over a nigga before.” He walked over to you and sat beside you. “Shhh don’t cry. Man look you want me to beat him up? Cause I don’t like seeing you like this!” He went from sad to protective mode very quickly.

All that did was make you cry even harder. “ Jon I’m serious! This hurts so freakin bad!” He reached over and held you tightly against his chest. You could hear the rhythm of his heart beat. It was strong yet clam and steady. You listened as he spoke.

“ look i been knowing you 5 years uce, you’re very well educated, beautiful, funny, can hold great conversations, if Melo can’t see what a catch you are then you don’t fuckin need him and he don’t deserve you! You deserve someone who see you for you, and who you are inside and out. Becoming your friend has made me a better man, helped me to look inside and aspire to achieve greatness.” At this point you had stopped crying and sobbing but Jon was so deep into his speech that he hadn’t noticed and was still holding you tightly to his chest.

“ I know we didn’t quite have the most conventional start to a friendship, and I kick myself in the ass for it every single day y/n! Not a day goes by where I regret telling you should just be friends. Cause being your friend has changed me. I was so childish back then and I know I would have ruined your life. I was still in and out of trouble and when you told me that you like me like that I scared me cause I knew I wasn’t ready to be the man you deserved.” At that moment you looked up at Jon, eye wide and innocent, and said

“And what’s stopping now?” He stopped speaking, not even realizing he had just spilled all of this to you, he was just caught up in talking.

“ I guess apart of me still feels unworthy, like I’d let you down”

“Jon as long as you’ve been in my life you’ve never let me down, you’ve been exactly who I’ve known you to be, and just because we’re friends that never changed the way I looked at you. All this time I thought you were rejecting me bc of me.”

At that moment he looked down into your deep brown eyes and saw his reflection, he gave you that million dollar smile of his and grabbed your face between his hands.

“See that the smile that did me in all those years ago, it’s so sexy and so innocent and mischievous at the same time. It drives me absolutely wild. I get wet every time I see you smile” did I just say that out loud?! Omg I can’t believe I just said that out loud. Fuck I need to retract that you thought but before you could

Jon’s smile went from sweet to a mischievous grin in 0.5 seconds. “Oh so you mean every time I’m up in here kekeke-ing yo lil nasty ass would be wetting them panties up and you’d just pretend like nothing was happening!”

“See there you go! I knew you was about to say something, man just pretend I didn’t even say that last part”

“Oh no we leaving that last part up in there, wait don’t walk away we were having such a beautiful moment” Jon yelled behind you at you walked you you’re bathroom to grab some tissue. Before you could turn away he was standing right behind you. Grin as big and beautiful as ever.

“ I’m sorry, you know I like to pick with you, come here, let me show you how you really make me feel.” Jon grabbed you by the throat gently and pulled you closer to him. His lips eagerly found yours. His breath warm, and heavy his soft lips crashed into your lips. Paralyzed in the moment your body just reacted. Your hands found themselves grabbing the sides of his face and running through his rough beard as you deepened the kiss. He bit your lip and then pulled back softly. His eyes darkened as he examined your reaction.

“If I would have known your lips felt like that, I would have done this a long time ago.” Jon joked. But you weren’t done yet. He has awakens something in you. You grabbed him by the hand and pulled him into you and went in for another kiss. With your back against the bathroom sink you started to pull at Jon’s shirt. He got the hint started to remove his shirt. “You sure you wanna do this? Ain’t no coming back from this” he looked deep into your soul. “Yea, I’m sure! I’ve been wanting this for longer than you can imagine.” Just then you grabbed his hand and placed it beneath your t shirt. Damn girl! You ain’t got no panties on and you wet like that. He looked to be in disbelief. His fingers quickly found your soft folds and began to seek refuge inside your warmth. Fuck yo shi so fuckin wet! Your head flew back exposing your neck to him. He was fucking you so good with his fingers, you lost all control. Ple-please, ugh fuuuck was all you could muster up. He began to softly lick the soft flesh on your neck, as you began to feel your orgasm creep up on you. Please what? Huh? What you beggin for ma? His voice was deep and soft, sending vibrations through your body. Just as you started to climax, he pulled back. Frustration started to sink in. Sit yo fuckin ass on this counter he said as he lifted you by your waist and sat you near the sink. You think I couldn’t feel that lil pussy getting close? You think ima let you get off with out joining you? He whispered in your ear. At that moment Jon pulled out the most beautiful dick you’ve ever seen. It was at least 8in and had the perfect girth. It was just as you imagined all those times you seen a sneak peek in his sweats. It was standing erect too! Looking right up at you. You begin to reach for it and he slapped your hand away. Tonight I want to show you what you deserve. He said. He grabbed the tip and rubbed your clit with it. Your juices begin to splash him. Fuck you get so wet, you was hiding this from me? He begin to enter slowly, making sure you felt every inch going in. Your body adjusted to take him all in. “Oooou shiii , fuck yo dick so big you moan wrapping your legs around his waist as he reached the base. That’s Big Jim Baby, he said deeply. Let him give you what you been missin. You did just that.

Jon begin to pump into you, slow and steady grinding his hips in a circular motion. His public bone rubbing into your juicy clit sending you into orbit. His dick was rubbing your cervix with every stroke. My god this man could fuck! Oooou bae, fuck you hittin my spot! You manage to say between breaths. What spot is that? This one? He asked as he pulled back and slammed against your g spot with force, he watched as your eyes rolled back and your body went limp. His thumb found your clit and rubbed the wetness around it in circles. He picked up the pace stroking you stronger and faster. You got some good ass pussy, fuck I’m never letting this shi go he said. You managed to look down as your body felt the waves crashing again. Just in time to see the waves splashing onto his dick as he went in and out. He grabbed you by the back of the neck. Yea speard them legs wider for Big Jim, look at it! Look how you wettin him up! You felt your face get hot as your climax built, your pussy clenched down and Jon knew it was close. Cum for me, cum on dis dick, show me it’s yours! That was all it took, your body behind to shake as you held him for stability. His stroke never letting up. Hitting the bottom like he was supposed to. You were a screaming orgasmic mess. Ah Jon, Ah Dis yo pussy, keep fucking yo pussy! You felt his member go deeper than before and he gripped you ass digging his fingers into you. His lips found yours and you felt the warm gush inside you. He moaned into your mouth. Fuck you got some good shi between yo legs. Don’t make me wait for it again. I want that shi when ever now that I done had it.

You were still collecting your thoughts when you heard a knock at the front door… who tf could that be?! You ran to check the door cam. As Jon stumbled out of the bathroom shirt still off fixing his pants. You looked back at him eyes wide! It was Carmelo! You showed Jon the cam, and with out hesitation he pressed the speaker button and said You might at well go home buddy, she’s mine now, looks like IM HIM NOW!

Nooo Jon! Why would you do that! You said in shock and a little amused. just then you hear banging on the door and Melo scream who tf in there with you!

….. to be continued

[priyajoyy]

Dark!lottie Matthew’s x reader head cannons

From my psychotic girlfriends universe

More stuff for my psychotic girlfriends series!!!

Doing one of these for Nat and Shauna too

Deffo a bit more dark than the initial stuff icl

Warnings:

Dark!lottie, toxic relationship, abusive relationship, manipulation, cult stuff, typical Yellowjackets stuff tbh, isolation, starvation, hallucinations, etc

Not fully proof read

🦌Lotties dark traits are the most hidden from plain sight out of the girls

⭐️ while Shauna is pretty open about her toxicity and Natalie doesn’t even realise how dark she can be, so doesn’t bother hiding it, Lottie is like a dark horse

🥞 Lottie can be a lot more manipulative and good at hiding her true intentions

💌 she uses her influence in the group to control everyone and your love for her to especially control you

🌸 she sees how you all respond to her beliefs and her link to the wilderness

🍋 and she’s not apposed to using it to her advantage

⚰️ she truly believes that she has a connection to the wilderness, that it’s trying to talk through her

🐚 so when you start to have hallucinations she sees it as a sign from the wilderness, much to nats annoyance

👛 and she’s not against using this belief against you

✨ manipulating you to believe her

🍊 you can’t convince me should wouldn’t have you absolutely worshiping her during sex under the guise of the wilderness acting through her

👜 and even if you’re hesitant at first, eventually you succumb to her words the longer you’re in the wilderness for

☕️ she would also deffo treat you like a little concubine

⚽️ who just has to sleep with her and worship her constantly and nothing else

🪷 one of lotties main forms of punishment is isolation

📰 she’s not against being physical if she has to, but she much prefers to use her power to get to you menatally

🐇 she’ll convince the others to ignore you, leaving you alone and isolated for weeks at a time from everyone but her, Natalie and Shauna

🪵 it works especially well if you’re already on house arrest from Natalie, locked up in the cabins spare bedroom, pantry or simply guarded from leaving your hut after the fire

👒 you’ll be completely alone and even the three of them won’t come see you

🪦 and the worst part is definitely having to sleep alone

🥐 growing so accustomed to having someone with you at all times in the wilderness, especially all of you sleeping in the same rooms at night

🌻 and ofc she’ll be there to pick up the pieces when it gets too much and you break

🧸 she knows exactly what to do and say to get to you physiologically

💛 she can prey on your biggest fears and weaknesses and use them against you

💫 but you don’t understand, it’s harder on Lottie than it it you!!

🧚‍♀️ spending time away from you is torture!

💐 oh and Lottie would deffo love weird culty alter sex

🍂 taking you out into the woods to her special stumps or making a big ritual out of it

🧈 honestly I’d even say she’s probs get a bunch of the girls involved, watching you both under the pretence of it being an offering to the wilderness, giving it what it wants

🪽 ofc Natalie would go nuts at that idea, she certainly doesn’t want to have everyone watching you

🎀 however lot can be pretty persuasive so I wouldn’t put it past her managing it

🛼 because this girl 100% has an exhibition kink purely because of how possessive she is, wanting to show everyone your hers and they can’t have you

[minnieminss]

You, Me, and The Stars | K.LH

Summary: you’re left alone at a party whilst your friend is dancing with her other friends. Leehan gives you his company.

Pairing: Leehan x introvert ! fem ! reader ⭐️ word count- 1,146 🐠 warnings- the feeling of being forgotten and ignored, venting, 1 forehead kiss, reader has anxiety, Leehan is a calm extrovert here ngl. This should be it… let me know if I forgot something!

It’s been 30 minutes since your friend went off to dance with her other friends. It’s your first party and frankly, having fun would be an understatement. Your friend should have stayed with you, checked up on you, but she didn’t.

“Hey, Jasmine! Where’s Mia?” You asked your friend’s friend. “I’m not too sure honestly, sorry y/n! Try looking on the dance floor! She’s probably there.” She says, giving me a look of encouragement.

You give her a quick smile, followed by a nod and made your way downstairs.

The energy has a huge contrast to what’s going on upstairs. Purple lights, loud music, dancing and couples having the night of their life. You try to calm yourself as the amount of people were slowly becoming overwhelming. This was supposed to be a fun night, but all you’re feeling is out of place.

Bodies pushed against each other making the room humid and warm, music that has been heard at least 100 times. Where is Mia?

As you continue to walk around the room, you finally see her with her other friends. You smile and walk closer to them, you try to dance along with them, but it was hard to when the music was horrible.

After a few minutes, the next song that was played was finally a song you could dance to! You tapped Mia on the shoulder and tried to pull her to dance with you.

“I want to dance with them, hold on.” She says and pulls away to go back with her friends. You stand there in shock. Did she not want to dance with me? She’s only spent like 15 minutes with me this whole night… you think to yourself.

It was very clear something had broke inside of you. Was it your heart? Your spirit? Probably. All you knew was that the best thing to do was to head back upstairs.

Tonight you had felt pretty, beautiful even. The black dress you wore was delicately adorned with white gems in designs of flowers. Hair put into your favorite style and make up as natural as you could make it.

You try to keep a good mood and smile in your face as you pass by others, making your way to the balcony where surprisingly nobody else is currently standing.

The air is wet and cold. But you felt like you could finally breath. Like nobody was expecting anything from you. It was peaceful.

You take in a deep breath and look up into the sky and start to count the stars.

Ever since you were a kid, there was always a connection between you and the stars. Why? Who knows, they captured your attention and that’s all that matters.

Maybe they gave you a sense of escape from reality, knowing they shine through the atmosphere with no worries about anything.

“The night sky is always captivating isn’t it?” You hear a deep voice interrupt your thoughts.

You turn towards the voice. “Yeah, it really is.” You softly and smile.

He smiles back and leans against the balcony railing and looks at you. “I’m Leehan, why are you out here by yourself? Everyone else is dancing or taking photos.” He says and notices the way your smile drops a bit.

You had forgotten why you were out here in the first place. “I’m Y/n. My friend is downstairs doing her own thing. I just wasn’t really feeling it, you know?” You shrug.

He nods. “I came here with some friends too. I had a great time but I decided to just come out here.” He looks at your face. “It’s pretty healing out here” he chuckles.

You give a small smile. “I’m glad you’re having fun.” You nod awkwardly.

He notices. “Have you ever been to a party before?” You shake your head. “It’s my first time going to one actually, it’s been great.” You say softly.

He hums. “Have you tried talking to the people here? I think they’re pretty great.” He points with his thumb gesturing to the party. “I’m pretty shy…I don’t really know how to talk to others without being weird or just standing there awkwardly. That’s kind of the whole reason I’m even out here.” You purse your lips.

“You don’t seem awkward to me.” He says turning fully towards you. “What happened? You don't have to pretend with me.” The expression on his face speaks in volumes. He wants to listen to you. He wants to be there for you.

How can a stranger be so willing to make someone they don’t even know feel better?

“The minute my friend and I got here, she instantly left me to go dance with her other friends. I don’t know anybody here, it’s not that easy to just go up to someone and talk. That’s just not the kind of person I am. I’m shy. I get awkward easily and embarrassed. It’s my first time at a party and I just wanted someone to stay with me. My own friend basically wants nothing to do with me tonight so yeah. I came up here because I feel forgotten, ignored, and like I’m just expected to instantly crack open my shell.” You say with tears blurry your eye sight.

“I hate sounding like a burden, but is it really that hard to include somebody? No, it isn’t.” You wipe your eyes aggressively and feel two hands gently grab your wrists.

“You’re not overreacting, you shouldn’t have been left like that. There’s so many people here yet it can still feel like you’re the only one in the room. I’m sorry this happened to you. This isn’t the way anyone should feel for their first party.” His thumb softly traces your cheek and you feel your heartbeat try to leave your chest.

“If you’ll let me, I’d love to keep you company tonight and show you the best things about a party?” He smiles and you get lost in his eyes. His eyes shine like the stars, they’re so pretty.

“You’re pretty yourself, star.” He says and laughs at your confused face. “Did you just call me pretty?” You smile. He nods. “I appreciate the compliment about my eyes, so of course I had to share what I’ve been thinking too.”

The moment he says that you close your eyes in embarrassment. “Did I really say that out loud? That’s embarrassing..” you cover your face with your hands.

“I think…” he brings your hands back into his. “It’s really cute, just like you star.” He says leaning in to place a kiss on your forehead and drags you around the party. Giving you the company that you deserve.

[coldeforprez]

SINNERS • CLARKSDALE SCREENING ⭐️ (contains movie spoilers)

okay! so let me start by saying that this was my 6th time seeing Sinners (ik i should prob be a lil ashamed but THE HYPERFIXATIONS CHOOSE ME OKAY?!)

as per usual the movie itself ate DOWN. i feel like i was cheating on my man cause i couldn’t help but really focus on Miles the whole movie/panel session cause like..he’s in front of me rn what do you expect?! i am no better than a man 😞

back to the movie itself, i have so many raging thoughts but i’ll focus on one scene/character. delta slim. DELTA SLIM. Delroy Lindo is hands down the best actor in the film (and i’m mbj biased!). The way he brought Slim to life really needs a whole case study. The way Delta sacrifices himself for the remaining Juke crew (idk what else to call them atp☠️) is so noble and selfless. It’s so obvious that he was scared even as he was making the sacrifice to stay behind, knowing that it would end in a painful death. I get immediate chills and tears everytime i hear him say “last call,Delta Slim.” because like it’s so metaphorical and the way delroy delivered the line just HITS. like this was his last performance and most impactful moment not just as a musician but as a strong black man from the south, who despite his own pitfalls and sins he was still capable of good. it truly was his Last Call😭 i need to go weep in a bush. DEEP NEGRO SIGH. I have much more to say about slim but i’ll just leave it there.

Also: Ryan said that Slim’s line about him knowing a vampire; remember when he said “i knew a vampire once. girl bit me everywhere but my neck” (obv i’m paraphrasing) but that line was inspired by Blues legend Bobby Rush,who also was in attendance at today’s panel! Ryan literally said that when he was explaining the premise of the movie to Bobby Rush and others at some point during production, Bobby just cut him off and was like “i knew a vampire once”🤣 Which after hearing Bobby Rush speak on the panel he definitely reminded me of Slim. The interviewer didn’t even get to ask him a question he just cut her off and said what he wanted to say (which #real) 🤣

Ryan honestly was very inspiring to listen to and also very unintentionally funny, and i thought it was really cool that he was so down to earth. I feel like he dropped a lot of gems for aspiring creatives and i do feel like even the verbal support he showed was really motivating. Side note: He also is a mewing KING cause that jawline be defined honey 🤣

I also really loved that he talked about how all the characters in the movie had an “enterprising mindset” (his exact words) and how every character in some way or another was entrepreneurial or a “builder” in some way. Which he mentioned was one of the reasons he wanted to set Sinners in clarksdale/deep south setting because he believes that, “enterprising mindset is deeply present in the south but is often overlooked” (his words not mine) AND I SOOOO AGREE. as a southern baddie myself with deep roots in mississippi i can say without a doubt some of the most resilient and entrepreneurial minded people i’ve ever met have come from the south/mississippi. I truly believe it’s just something in the soil in which our roots are planted that we have this “get it by any means” mindset. with that being said i do love being from the south 😩🫳🏽

and the black excellence was heavy in the place today & I was living for every moment of it.

well except one lady was REALLL musty ngl, they should’ve had her ass at club juke cause w the way them pits was exuding straight onion she could’ve held remmick nem back w that alone! #leavenaturaldeodorantaloneifykyourunderamsbeRIPE

watching the movie in clarksdale with a predominantly black/southern crowd was PRICELESS. One lady had the whole auditorium laughing for like 5 mins straight w her commentary. (and one lady literally got on the phone and was loudly talking during the movie, that kinda sent me ngl cause black ppl really just don’t be giving af☠️)

(Also did y’all know Sinners was filmed in Louisiana? Ryan mentioned wanting to originally film in clarksdale but there weren’t enough mississippi tax credits at the time (because of other projects going on in the state)

And whoever does Ryan’s braids is for sure seeing the pearly gates cause those hands are BLESSED☠️

“Don’t be afraid to look silly.” - Ryan Coogler, 2025

umm i want yall to be able to hear Miles’ voice sooo come back for part two! (it’s already posted🩷)

[volturiprincess]

Girlfriend

Demetri Volturi x fem reader

Summary: Demetri just being his sweet self Warnings: Slight mentions of people being pigs, but other than that just Fluff A/N: Another one!!!! This one just flowed out of me, I'm pretty sure it took me like 5 hours to write. I did not intend to finish it today but all well, Im just keeping everyone feed😅. The song inspiration for this was "Girlfriend" by Big Bang. Enjoy💙 Word Count: 921

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How can you be so pretty? Will you believe me if I tell you I've got more butterflies than the first time I met you

A breath of fresh air I felt as he came into my view, the air felt crispier as I inhaled and exhaled. My eyes never left him as he moved away from me. Where is my air going? Did I say something wrong? Maybe I did say something wrong but I could have sworn I saw a small smile trying to break through his serious face. My mouth spoke before I could even think, I called him pretty. Just that simple six letter word, and  that word made him walk away from me. Maybe I embarrassed him, he mentioned nobody gives him too many compliments, only stares. I probably just caught him off guard then. Yes that's it, maybe I should do it more often. 

I thought it was adorable how he looked at me with a hint of confusion at that word but when he did turn away I caught that smile. It was so adorable, if it were possible for him, I know he would have blushed. I bet he would look lovely with a hint of pink or red on his sharp cheekbones, it would probably suit him perfectly. 

I doubt he would be the one blushing, he always makes me flustered when he compliments me, it's like a second tongue for him, his own language that only he knows how to talk. I wish I knew how to talk like him but he has told me he finds it adorable when I say random things or how blunt I can be with my words.

When I'm tired and wasted. When I sometimes stumble. Girl, you always pick me up. Just like now, by my side

When he found me, I was at my lowest in life, I couldn't even look in the mirror without wanting to break it. Everything in life had no meaning to me, I would just walk life on autopilot not really living life as one should. The sun could be shining so bright, or the day would be so beautiful and I would feel like a heavy cloud would be over me, soaking me in rain. I just felt cold all the time, no amount of sweaters would help lessen the cold. But when I accidentally bumped into him, I felt that cloud be bumped away from me also. He was the warmth and air I needed to be…human again. 

When he looked down at me with the most sincere look of worry as he reached for my hand, I felt my heart beating faster. As my hand touched his cold one, I felt that shot of electricity run through my whole body. It felt like I was having one of those over dramatic sights of a first love moment you see on TV. Me and him were the main characters in some Kdrama, I was for sure seeing the spotlight on us at that moment and I could hear the music.

Yeah, my girlfriend, my girlfriend. She ain't no side chick, mistress, girlfriend. My girlfriend, my girlfriend. 'Cause ain't nothing in the world compare to my girlfriend

When I would bring him along to my work events, everyone had their eyes on him. But his eyes never left me, I was his girlfriend because we can’t say we are mates and saying we were married would bring up too many questions for our liking. And at the time we were together for a couple of months so far. People at work were questioning our relationship. How can the most perfect man to ever exist be with someone…like me. It was hard to ignore them talking, it was even at a point where they didn't even try to be hush hush about it. 

I remembered at another work event he was with some of my male coworkers talking and I heard their conversation.

“So, Demetri was it? How did you end up with a girl like y/n?”

“Was it a bet?”

“Only want her for her body?”

“Nah man she doesn't have anything to put out unless she’s hiding something under her clothes”

He didn't let them continue because his next words shut them up for the rest of the night. “You poor excuse of men are so blind, when I look at her I can see the masterpiece she is, she’s so exquisite in every aspect, you would never be able to meet a women like her”

By then he was at my side guiding us out of the building and off to a nearby lookout point. The whole city can be seen from up here and it was perfect but we only had eyes for each other. The whole world was blurred as I looked into his green contacts, I wish he could take them out so I can look at his red ones. He flashed me his pearly whites while I had one of the stupidest lopsided smiles, some adult I was right now. I was acting like a schoolgirl looking at her new crush of the month. 

I never had someone who would have my back, Demetri had more than my back, he definitely was holding my heart in his hands and he was not letting anything harm it. 

Since meeting you, I feel like I've become a fool. I can't stop smiling. It makes me feel good just to think about you

[wings-of-ink]

I apologise if you have answered similar or stated your plans already in regards to this but about the kidnapping in chapter 5, will be there be more around the happenings, talks etc. That was a lot of trauma to go through, it feels like it moved forward from it fast? I get why a need to keep the story pushing and not have another break would be felt and be a reasoning for that and also just the fact it’s a demo and in development so it’s not necessarily complete/without edits!

They are working based on a troublesome timeline where there’s a urgency and rush, so I was wondering if you were thinking about/planning adding in those moments on their way back and when they’re back home instead of from the point where when mc and Aster arrived and they were reunited to them setting off. Maybe even flashbacks in chapter 6?

I hope you’re taking care and I wish you the best. Your work is beyond a treat, I wouldn’t want to be in a world without what you’ve put out there, thank you again 🫵⭐️

Hello dear! No apologies necessary, I did address this in another post but I could not tell you when or where it is, lol. But I'll answer and also go a bit deeper than what I've said before.

There might be a teeny tiny spoiler/teasers for chapter 6 in the explanation below, so just be warned if you don't want to know anything. It's merely some generalizations and nothing super specific.

So, when I wrote the end of chapter 5, I was very stressed (about other things not the IF) and quite tired (terrible time of year for me). I was sooo close to the end though that I didn't want to take a break yet. Winter is unpredictable for me, and I worried that taking the break would delay the update significantly. It was one of those deals where I just really excited to release it and have it off my plate too. Those areas that feel rushed, are because I took the outline for them and squished them into a few sentences.

When chapter 6 goes in, these sections of chapter 5 will also see an update. I have already gone through and fixed some things and added some code in preparation.

And in my book - there's always time for a breakdown, lol.

Some of the ramifications of MC's latest trauma will poke through when the chapter 5 edits go in, but most of it may fester. I'm still balancing how I want it to play out. The compounding of what your MC is going through will be bleeding through future chapters as well. A fun thing about trauma, anxiety, and panic is that sometimes you don't feel the full effect of them until after - when things are calm - when the reality settles in - when you sleep.

I'm also keeping in mind that MC's mind is pretty constantly on 'go.' When you're in a perpetual state of keeping busy (physically, emotionally, mentally), you may not be processing those horrible things like you should. And there's another thing or two that will occur at the beginning of chapter 6 which further serves as distractions for MC's healing and coping. The ROs are a blessing and a curse here. Though they are trying to help, they also have their own problems and your MC may be taking that on as well.

Thank you for checking in my dear and for the fabulous question! I am trying my hardest to take care of myself. I'll be doing a public post in the near future about some of that stuff and about chapter progress. I'm glad to treat you and I look forward to feeding you more tasty ones! ^_^

[sunnystars2023]

Hi! Can you do oneshots for the bnha group 1 and 2 boys? They're ranting to their crush about something and she shuts them up with a kiss.

I just love that idea 😆

Thank you!

Of course!!!! Thanks for sending in a request!! I hope this is good haha!

Kiss em!

Group 1

Synopsis; Kissing the BNHA boys whilst they are ranting to shut them up!

Characters Included: Katsuki Bakugo,Eijro Kirishima, Sero Hanta, Denki Kaminari

Group 2/Group 3

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Katsuki Bakugo

Its a rare moment for Katsuki to be rambling about anything and normally you love it, but you two are supposed to be studying. Not that you minded the extra attention from him. He was your friend and crush. You honestly couldn’t even understand what he was rambling about. All you could focus on was his eyes. You know that you should look away, stop watching, and continue to study but damn how could you.

“Does that even make any damn sense?!” He asked looking at you directly. Shit. “Ugh…yes?” You answered nervously, hoping he hadn’t caught onto what you were doing. Thankfully he didn’t but he did start to rant on about how quote spent too much of his damn time telling for you not to even listen. As much as you wanted to listen to him yammer on. You knew it was time to get back to work.

“Baku-“. Interrupted.”Bakug-“. Interrupted. “Ba-“. Interrupted. You have had it. You stand up and grab him by the shoulders making him turn to you “Ah what the hel-“.

You cut him off with a kiss. After a few moments of lingering on his soft lips you pulled away. “Damn Katsuki, now lets get back to work, m’kay”. You smiled as you spoke red hue creeping up to your face as you retake your seat on the floor with your books.

Bakugo joined you on the floor sonic but shocked look. He quickly snapped out of allowing his normal scowl to take place on his face but the redness in his cheeks matched yours as he turned his face away in his hand. “Yeah yeah, whatever carrots”.

Ejiro Kirishima

Kirishima was an AVID RANTER. He was always talking about something, weather it be with you or literally anyone else who would listen. Tonight tho it was you. He was going on a spill about Crimson Riot, and how manly he is. You Loved Kiris and Yours rambling sessions but you guys Needed to train and the Gym closes in 30 minutes which wouldn’t be a big deal, but you guys haven’t even started and you had already been there for an hour, roughly.

“He’s like the most manly and hard pro there is! Like yeah All Mights cool but-“ he started but you couldn’t not train and you knew he needed to too.

“Kiri-“ “Can’t you believe it-“ this time you interrupted him with your lips on his. You had to stand on your tippy toes to reach him, he was so taken a back that he didn’t kiss you back. You pulled away after a few seconds almost shocked with yourself, but you pulled it together.

“Sorry for interrupting you but we have to train and we only have 25 minutes before the gym closes we can talk after” you say with confidence trying to hide your nerves. Kirishima who just now busted from his trance walked up to you and placed another kiss on your lips this time both of you kissing.

“Alright lets get started” He said with his usual smile on his face and now your composure was gone. “What, it wouldn’t have been manly of me to leave you hangin’ how about we talk about a date after this hm?”

Sero Hanta

Sero is more of the type to listen to others rant. He only has a few things that will get him going. Video Games, Matching Clothes (when outfits don’t match), and Assholes. Today whilst You, Mina, Denki, and him self where at the mall you guys ran into a group of Assholes. Now Sero can only take so much especially when the assholry was targeted at his friends and you the person that just plagued his brain and heart.

The Asshole consisted of a group of men, probably in college. They dogged on every thing you guys did and followed you guys around a few stores just trying to aggravate. Mina and you ended up telling them off after they whistled at you guys and called Denki Stupid . They then proceeded to call you guys “prude bitches” and “attention whores” they left before Sero or Denki could say anything.

It was a little later from the interaction and you guys where in Spencers now just looking around. You and Sero are by the T-Shirts while Mina and Denki are looking threw the Jewelry and pins.

Sero was Still ranting about those assholes. “God the nerve of some people like how could they talk to you or anyone like that!”. You didn’t mind that he was upset or aggravated but you where trying to make your mind up about a shirt that you wanted and you wanted his opinion, its silly but you cared about what he thought especially since you couldn’t decide.

“Sero-“ he didn’t even notice you say anything as he continued on about those jerks. You needed his opinion and decided you were going to get it. You grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him down a little so you could reach his lips comfortably. Pressing your lips against his leaving a chapstick gloss over his.

“Okay so which-“ you where cut off AGAIN but this time by Mina “OKAY! DAMN GIRLLL GET IT”. Sero was shocked a little by the unexpected surprise but he loved everything second of it and knew they would be talking later but he could tell by the two shirts in your hand that you wanted his opinion.

“This one, Demon Days is cooler looking then the Twilight plus you already have four Twilight shirts” He chuckled as he spoke giving his opinion to you. you smiled as you folded back up the Twilight shirt and walked to the register, picking out a few pins to go with your purchase. Denki came up to Sero and Mina went to you as both wanted to know the Tea that just happened as they both knew about your crushed on each other.

Denki Kaminari

You and Denki were chilling in his dorm playing servers on Minecraft. Homeboy is a Yapper whether he’s ranting or not,he’s always talking. You guys were in the middle of a tense sky block battle. You guys we’re one of the last two teams standing.

“No fuck, FUVK” denki shouted as he died. Thats what started his rambling. He was in between going over how he died and telling you how to get to wherever you needed to, to win. “Fucking shit man, wait wait wait left, No- Right” he continued to spat out instructions in between his ranting it confused you and stressed you out as you only had a small window of time.

“Denki!” “Left! I can’t believe they cut me off like that, Right, Right! What are you doing Sparky!”. You tried to do as he said but god he wasn’t even thinking! “Damnit Kami!”you set the controller down which erupted in more shouts. You pretty much fell on top of him pressing a rough peck on his lips.

“Lets take a break okay?!” You said as you rolled over next to him sit up. “Mhm..ye-yeah” he said, as if he was dazed it almost looks like he short circuited without using his quirk. You stand up heading towards Denki’s door going to grab a snack. “Woah sparky you’re just gonna kiss me then leave like that without talking to me? HELLO?!?” He said as he sat up with a red face and confused/shocked expression “im going to grab a drink and something to eat c’mon”

“We’re gonna talk about that kiss later tho…Right… Y/n” he said as he followed behind you slightly whining but kinda excited.

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Masterlist <- Here

Thank you sm for reading! If you want more characters check out other parts! Want more content check out my Wattpad @sunnystars2023!

[leggerefiore]

I think itd be hilarious if reader was kidnapped by the evil team leaders only for them to realize reader has SEVERE stockholm syndrome

guessing this is a yandere request...? I added volo

cw: yandere, dark content, kidnapping, uh bad ending ig in a way lol

characters: Cyrus, Volo, Lysandre, Giovanni

🌌Cyrus🛰

☄️ There was nothing but immense shame over his actions on his mind. This was a pitiful submission to woeful human emotions – He wanted to be rid of them, yet the thought of you escaping him made his stomach churn painfully and left him with worse insomnia than he already faced. It was a sickness – A genuine physical ailment that plagued him. His actions were pitiful. He despised them. But, having you in his grasp eased the harsh feeling that ate at his heart otherwise. You were safe. All the irrational thoughts that had plagued his mind faded. He could close his eyes for but a moment and finally rest. When you awoke, he was certain there would be harsh reality to face, but for now, those sickening emotions – his disgusting spirit – were at ease. He swallowed. Something in him dared allow him the ability to lay at your side. Your presence alone was enough to lull him into the sweet confines of unconscious.

☄️ When he awoke, it was to a weight on top of him. His heavy eyes opened. His arms had wrapped around whatever laid on top of him. Warmth soaked into him in a way that felt completely foreign to him. His gaze focused on what was on top of him. You. Your eyes were open and staring into his own bleary ones. Your hands were still bound carefully, but somehow, you seemed not at all bothered by your current situation. Cyrus quickly regained himself and moved you back to lay beside him. A whine came from you as you whined about not being able to cuddle with him properly. What were you talking about—? You should have been horrified, yet you looked more upset that he dared stop holding you to himself. He swallowed. Something was wrong here. You kept whinging so genuinely about wanting to go back to cuddling.

☄️ Soon after, your behaviour showed no faults or waning. You simply acted like this was some kind of normal relationship. He was out of his mind about the whole thing. It was illogical – You should have been afraid and angry, yet you clung to him and treated him like a normal partner. Even when left unmonitored and unbound, you never tried to flee the apartment. It was beyond his understanding. Truly, it should have been everything that he wanted, but the lucidity of the situation made accepting it nearly impossible. You seemed confused about why he questioned you when he did, simply stating that you only loved him. In the end, he supposes that this, too, must be an effect of spirit. His main worry then becomes what will become of you and himself when he finally succeeds in removing spirit. Assuredly, then, you would stay with him even still. It only seemed right.

💫Volo📜

⭐️ He felt nothing for his actions. Was he aware they could have horrible consequences? Certainly. Did he care? Perhaps, somewhere deep down. The merchant felt almost certain that he would get away with it. You were an outsider like him. The Galaxy Team would have a few common searches before ultimately giving up and deeming you AWOL or likely dead. He hoped for the latter, but he had failed to set up a proper scene to help better lead them to that conclusion. His decision to take you had been made entirely on the fly. Not his best moment, but he supposed his careful planning, coming into danger alongside you threatening to abandon him, set him off in a way that he had never truly felt before. Simple desperation had consumed him. You had been dragged off to a remote, hidden area of Hisui. It was unlikely that anyone would ever find you, nor would you get away.

⭐️ When you awoke, he had expected you to shout, scream, and attack him, but you seemed to relax instead. He thought your behaviour was strange. There was a chance that you were doing it in order to force yourself to have better control of the situation. He would scoff at that. You were bound quite carefully and in an extremely remote area. Your pokeballs were also taken by him. You were truly st your weakest point. So, when you smiled at him and asked what this was. He felt his mind break a bit. Your smile… Was this manipulation? He pondered what your game here was. Unlike you, he would not allow himself to relax. Whatever act this was… Your seemingly genuine affection and acceptance… He would see through it. Volo was fully aware of many things.

⭐️ … Except how genuine you were being. Your apparent affection and love for him never lessened, nor did it seem forced. Your feelings were genuine. He was bewildered by this. Even when he tested you by leaving you unbound when he “left,” you simply began to household duties or wait for him to return. He was astonished by this. This was not at all what he predicted, but he was supposed to were not the worst possible things. Your genuine love… He could only smirk. Taking you as he had felt so useless now… It was clear that you were not going anywhere. Those foolish concerns felt completely far off from himself. It was easy for him to lose himself in it all. His perfect world… He could feel it so closely when he was with you. The blond could not wait to truly make it a reality. Your shared love would only grow stronger there.

🔥Lysandre🍷

☕️ It was not his best moment. Not by far. There was a part of him that burned with shame, while a larger part simply accepted that this was just how things were going to have to be. He had become frightened. Your refusal to join Team Flare – and even daring to attempt to flee from him – was driving him to extreme lengths. Losing you, such a beautiful and perfect being, was not an option. So, he used his connections and secured you quite easily. His Lumiosian apartment was soundproof, so there was little concern for anything. It was kept carefully locked, too. You would be safe here until he finally used to the Ultimate Weapon to create a perfect world. He would have all your needs and wants tended to, yet he would absolutely make certain that you could not dare escape from him. That was simply something that he refused to accept. Whatever disgust he may have felt for his own actions had to be cast aside in favour of your believed best interests.

☕️ So, when you awoke, he readied himself for curses and threats. The worst would come before the better… Yet, you did not. Your eyes stared at him intently while seemingly figuring out your surroundings. Then, you smiled. A genuine smile. One so sweet and loving that he found himself at a loss for words. What… was this? While Lysandre knew that his actions had been for your best interest, he had not expected you to feel similarly. Well, he assumed that was how you felt. You only asked that he unbind you. He did so, readying himself again for a possible violent outburst, but it never came. Instead, you hugged him tightly and mumbled out about your love for him. He was shocked into silence. This… This was not at all a predicted response – especially with how you had tried to run quite literally just before. Part of him remained on edge this was fake, but the other more desperate half just wanted all this to be real.

☕️ Naturally, he tests you to see just how real your actions are. You continue to shock him with how you genuinely seemed to be in love with him. He describes your behaviour patterns to one of those in Team Flare, and they note that you had likely developed Stockholm syndrome. Quite quickly, they added, but your behaviours did align. He felt disgusted yet contented that such behaviours had been drawn out of you. You still refused to join Flare, but he supposed that was alright since now he could protect you more directly. You would be following after him whether you wanted to or not – And you almost seemed to want to if it did not involve his group. He supposed that whatever feelings you held for Flare were pointless since you would be joining him in his perfect world. You were his lover, after all. That was something you had made more than clear in your constant demands for his affection and attention.

🚀Giovanni🐈

🟥 It was easy to arrange and done with little hesitation. Giovanni was quite used to taking what he wanted with little question. So when you, a trainer who started opposing Rocket, had denied him what he wanted. Well, he simply took matters into his own hands. It was a bit of annoyance having to deal with you constantly disrupting his plans and making him look weak to his underlings. You even had the gall to deny his offerings of joining his organisation, stating you were above his criminality. He wanted to scoff. Trying to run from him… How utterly useless that had been. You were taken deep into one of his safehouses as he debated just what do with you when you woke up. Screaming and crying would be annoying to deal with usually, but some part of him was excited to see you at such a low point.

🟥 That was not to come, however. When you finally woke up, you were a bit shocked, yes, but seemingly calmed down once you saw the Rocket boss. You struggled against the cuffs that trapped your wrists to the headboard. He cocked a brow when you asked him politely to unlock you. Giovanni only replied by leaning over you to intimidate you and threaten that you were not in a place to make demands. But, instead, you tried to rain up to meet his lips. The older man was shocked momentarily before chuckling. Oh, what was this? Were you attempting to fawn over a fight or flight reaction. Fascinating. There would be no complaints from him on such things. You could not pull a fast one on him, either. He would be careful to observe just what you were doing and why.

🟥 Though, he was stunned to see you never faltered. This apparent love you felt for him was real enough. You were insistent enough that he let you have some freedoms that he did eventually relent. When he finally did, there were no true escape attempts. At worst, you tried to follow him out whenever you felt that he had failed to give you adequate attention, but it was not really an attempt at fleeing and regaining your lost freedom. He was fully aware of what had happened to you. This was not his first time observing such a thing, but he supposed he quite preferred it when it was someone that he had an interest in over some random target that his group brought in for whatever reason. Due to your strong feelings for him mixed with your desperation to stay near him, it was not hard to convince you to take his offer to join Rocket this time around. Whatever oddities had brought about the situation, he could only be happy that it brought the exact results he wanted.

[osamucide]

you should know that I ⭐️ annon am the same annon as floras 🐯 annon i am the one obsessed with feaksushi nakajima

i felt like it’s only appropriate i answer this ask with tonight’s thoughts and contemplations because tonight im contemplating and thinking a lot about gross pathetic perv stalker!Atsushi

gross pathetic perv stalker!Atsushi who trips and falls into his obsession with you. he really wasn’t looking for anything, much less this. he probably meets you on an assignment, or you happen upon the Agency with an inquiry, whether you’re a civilian or from a neighboring organization—it doesn’t matter, because whatever way it happens, he never expects to be so taken with anyone so intensely, so quickly. it’s generous, really, to even say he’s met you; more like he saw you and was so awestruck that he immediately turned you over for Dazai or Kunikida to deal with so he wouldn’t have to worry about looking like a flustered mess in front of the most beautiful person he thinks he’s ever seen.

gross pathetic perv stalker!Atsushi wholly avoids you whenever you’re in proximity for business outside of sneaking longing glances at you; no way, he thinks, anyone who carries themselves like you, looks like you, talks like you, would ever go for someone like him. you fill him with a desire he feels all over; he could almost hate it, hate you for it, want to stay far away from it. but when the office empties out at the end of the day, he’s thumbing frantically through files for anything on you—a picture, a middle name, an ability, anything. he can’t pinpoint a sole reason why but he’s utterly hypnotized by you.

it’s by total chance (and thorough combing through the president’s filing cabinet) gross pathetic perv stalker!Atsushi stumbles upon your address. he snaps the folder closed when he sees it—maybe he can talk himself out of what he already knows he’s going to do—but ultimately, he cracks it back open, studies it, commits it to memory. it’s funny, you’re put up smack in the middle between the Agency and that place that serves really good chazuke. for good measure, he slips the wallet-sized photo identifying you out of the paper clip holding it to your file and tucks it in his pocket.

gross pathetic perv stalker!Atsushi knows it’s wrong, but he can’t help himself. since your case was resolved earlier this week, he hasn’t seen you in days—he feels deprived of your presence, your beauty, and it would be so wrong to say he’s nabbed your number from a professional setting. better to be subtle, he thinks, and plans for it to be a one time thing: the way he’s standing across the street, watching your lights, skirting your building, hiding on your fire escape, peering up over the windowsill to catch a glimpse of you inside.

needless to say, it’s not a one time thing for gross pathetic perv stalker!Atsushi to slink by your place every so often; in fact, it quickly goes from only once a week to multiple times until he’s doing it every day, even many times a day—slipping out for lunch, on a late night walk, when he should be running Agency errands. it’s like you’re drawing him in with some sort of magic. when he can’t make it by to watch you from the shadows, he sits at his desk or lays in bed looking at that little picture of you. you look so quietly stunning—so professional, so assured. the desire he feels could easily breed resentment, what with how much he’s convinced himself you’d never even look in his direction under normal circumstances.

gross pathetic perv stalker!Atsushi can’t help, either, the way he comes to need you so badly without you even knowing. he lays in bed holding your photo with his lip bitten raw between his teeth while he rocks his hips back and forth against a pillow; when he closes his eyes, he pretends it’s you, pretends to hear soft, quiet good boy, Atsushis and other praises he just knows would sound heavenly leaving your lips. when he wraps his fist around his aching cock he pretends it’s your hole he’s fucking—he imagines what your sighs and moans would sound like woven between his own, fully aware that you probably don’t even remember he exists while he twitches and pants your name and spurts cum all over that little picture of your face.

gross pathetic perv stalker!Atsushi gets grumpy and weird when he hasn’t had a taste of you in too long, which winds up being alarmingly short periods of time. he snaps at his coworkers, finds the strangest excuses for scuttling out of the office—to the point where Kunikida’s irritably comparing his tardiness to Dazai’s, and Dazai’s mockingly (and knowingly) comparing his little outbursts with Kunikida’s. he’s so not himself. he knows it, too—but he can’t stop crouching beneath your window, drinking you in between the tiny gaps in your blinds, palming his dick through his pants while he watches you do the most mundane things—make dinner, sit at your computer, read a book, stretch out on the couch in nothing but a t-shirt and underwear.

gross pathetic perv stalker!Atsushi holds onto all the little details—the way your shirt rides up when you reach for something in your cabinets, the way you absentmindedly start undoing your belt on your way to the shower, your reactions to whatever you’re watching on television—all of it. he eats up every crumb of you like he’s starving. he’s so desperate for each new piece of you he finds. soon, however, it stops feeling like enough; he needs more of you, and he feels horrible, already having gone through your file and kept your photo and watched you in what you thought was the privacy of your home, but he can’t help it. he can’t resist you.

somewhat reluctantly, gross pathetic perv stalker!Atsushi hatches plans to break in through your fire escape door and sneak around your place. he already knows your schedule by heart, and his mentor’s taught him enough about lock picking that it won’t be messy; he’ll wait until you’re out on the weekend, or maybe away for work, and satiate his curiosity what he thinks will be for good—this too, of course, he tells himself will be a one time thing. he just needs to be in your space, smell you, feel you—perhaps take one more little something for him to remember you by and then he can be content with the prospect of maybe seeing you around the city sometime.

but it’s not that simple for gross pathetic perv stalker!Atsushi, of course. no matter how terrible he feels, no matter how much his conscience screams at him that he’s a creep, he’s disgustingly desperate, once he gets a little closer to you he knows there’s no going back. the first time he pokes around, innocently admiring your thoughtfully curated trinkets and spunky magnets on the fridge and houseplants you maybe forget to water sometimes, it’s a given that he comes across your basket of dirty laundry. he wasn’t looking for it, he’d swear up and down, if someone were to ask; like you, like everything, he just found it, and he couldn’t help himself. how is it his fault you’re so perfect, and that he needs more of you like you’re a drug?

gross pathetic perv stalker!Atsushi lets himself steal things he’s mostly positive you won’t miss too much—a cone of your favorite incense here, a stick of your chapstick there, and eventually the old briefs that always end up forgotten about at the bottom of the basket. he makes his own sick little shrine to you, burning the incense while he thinks of you, putting on your lip balm and imagining you’ve kissed him with it, jerking off with one hand while the other holds your dirty underwear to his nose and he inhales so hungrily he gets dizzy. it makes it all sweeter when he cums, out of breath and sucking oxygen down, surrounded by you, while he keeps that soiled photo close enough by that he makes a mess on it over and over again. oops.

gross pathetic perv stalker!Atsushi pushes his limits with how much he can take from you without you noticing—he watches you exit your building, sees you off on your way to work (which he’s also swung by a couple times—not that you’d have noticed), and tiptoes up to the sanctuary that is your apartment. he ends up with all sorts of souvenirs: a tiny sample bottle of your signature scent, locks of your hair from at home-trims, another photo of you off your crowded fridge door, a second pair of your underwear to blow his load into. it just gets better and better. but he needs more.

gross pathetic perv stalker!Atsushi thinks he must be crazy, breaking in this late, when he knows you could be back anytime. it’s almost like he wants you to catch him. it all comes back to the fact that he can’t help it; he needs something, anything to keep himself at bay for tonight because your underwear is so saturated with his cum these days that it’s starting to lose your smell. he’ll be quick, he thinks—that is, until he assumes he has time to jerk off facedown in your pillow, humping another pair of your underwear, and he doesn’t hear you closing your front door behind you.

[moonstruckme]

Could I request something for Steve harrington x reader? I’d love to read something in which they get high together and at first they’re having fun and so but then reader starts to feel uncomfortable and it’s like no more fun for her and she’s scared that she’ll experience a bad trip and he’s trying his best to comfort her in his state

Or the other way around so that Steve’s the one getting scared would also be so interesting to read⭐️🧚

Thanks for requesting!

cw: weed

Steve Harrington x fem!reader ♡ 762 words

When you come back downstairs with the freshly delivered box of pizza warm and fragrant with grease in your hands, you’re not sure you’ve ever been so deeply content in your life. 

“Steve,” you announce, “this is about to be the best meal you’ve ever had.” 

Your boyfriend twists around on the sofa to see you, and you’re not sure if you were expecting applause, exactly, but it’s a bit dissatisfying when he frowns. 

“How long is it gonna take for the smell to get out of here?” Steve asks. 

You shrug. The movement feels loose and pleasantly heavy, just like the rest of you. “We can probably air it out in a couple hours if you want to. What, worried your parents are gonna suddenly start caring what you do?” 

His frown worsens. “I dunno, what if they do? The only time they ever got really pissed was when I spilled punch on the couch. I don’t want to get weed smell in the carpet or whatever.” 

“It barely smells in here,” you laugh. “It won’t stick around, trust me.” 

You set the pizza down on the coffee table and flop back onto the couch beside him. Everything about Steve is especially nice right now, even the tickle of his leg hair against your thigh, and you tilt your head up to kiss softly at his jaw. 

Still, the frown persists. 

You try to rally your most can-do energy. Steve so naturally takes the lead in most situations, it’s tough for you to remember that you’re both in your wheelhouse right now. You’re the only one of you who has experience being high, and you’d encouraged him when he asked about it. It’s your job to fix him. 

“Listen,” you say, keeping your voice light as meringue, “the smell usually goes away pretty fast, but we can totally air it out if it’d make you feel better.” Steve relaxes slightly, and you dot more kisses along his jaw to help the process along. “I won’t let you get in trouble. Don’t get paranoid on me, baby.” 

You know you’ve said something wrong when his breathing pauses. 

“Is that something that happens a lot?” 

Shit. “No, no,” you amend quickly. “It’s not common, and you’re not the kind of person who would anyways. Let’s just eat our pizza before it gets cold, okay?” 

“What’s the kind of person that would?” 

You laugh. It slips out of you like your windpipe’s been oiled up, easy and natural as breathing. “Stevie, baby.” You turn your body towards him and take his face in your hands, looking him deep in his eyes. They’re really pretty, the soft brown made darker by the low light of the basement and his blown pupils, and it takes you a few heartbeats to remember what you wanted to say. “You’re fine, okay? You’ll feel so much better if you eat some pizza, I promise.” 

Something in Steve’s expression eases. He looks back at you with a mixture of tenderness and amusement. “You’re like a dog with a bone about this pizza,” he observes. You grin. 

“Have you smelled it?” 

“Mhm, it smells good.” 

“That’s the smell we should be talking about, is all I’m saying.” 

He sighs and tips forward until his head rests against your shoulder, fluffy hair tickling the underside of your jaw. “Sorry, I’m not trying to be a bummer.” 

“You’re not a bummer,” you tell him earnestly, petting the back of his head. You feel warm, both from the toasty basement and something soft and mushy inside you. “I’m just trying to keep you from spiraling out. You can trust me, you know?” 

“I know.” Steve takes a breath, turning his head to the side so his exhale blows hot against your neck and you can hear him clearly when he says, “You never usually call me baby.” 

Now you feel warmer than warm. “No?”

“Nope. You’re saying it a lot today.” 

“Well, pot makes me sappy.” 

Steve chuckles, his back shaking. He turns so he’s looking up at you. You brush a hair away from his eye. 

“Don’t usually play with my hair so much, either.”

“You don’t usually let me,” you counter. 

He hums. “I’m rethinking my priorities.” 

You laugh, and he smiles. It blooms over his face slow and warm like a sunrise. You weave your fingers in close to his scalp. 

“I want you to feel better,” you whisper dotingly, “but I still really want the pizza.” 

“Feed it to me? I don’t feel like moving.”