#even if I have to sit for a bit to think of what good stuff happened

[sxcretricciardo]

dear god - L.N4

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The flash of cameras reflects off the sleek black velvet of your dress as you step onto the red carpet. Your heels click against the stone as you pause, pose, and let the photographers get their shots. You offer a practiced smile, shoulders relaxed even though your heart is racing.

This isn’t your usual environment.

Award shows? You’ve done those. Stadiums packed with fans screaming your lyrics? Totally normal. But this — an F1 movie premiere — is uncharted territory. Your name is on the soundtrack, not the marquee. The final scene fades out under the notes of your most intimate song, and tonight marks its cinematic debut.

You expect questions about your music.

What you don’t expect is the sudden chorus of voices calling:

“Y/N, over here! What do you think about Lando Norris?”

“Are the rumors true?”

“Did you come with Lando?”

“Was the song about him?”

You blink. A confused smile flits across your lips.

Lando Norris?

You’ve never even met him. Never even spoken to him.

Sure, you’d noticed when he followed you on Instagram a few weeks ago. And maybe you’d followed back. And yeah, okay, you may have liked a few of his photos. The one in Japan with the rain. The one where he’s half-laughing mid-interview. Sue you — the guy’s cute.

But that was it.

Until TikTok decided you were soulmates.

Apparently, someone had edited clips of him racing to your lyrics — “I don’t want perfect, I just want real” — and suddenly there were shipping accounts, fancams, and theories that you were secretly dating. Fans even pointed out that he used your song in a recent Instagram Story.

You assumed he’d found it on a playlist. But now…

Now you’re walking the same carpet. And it feels… intentional.

Inside, the lobby glows with warm gold light. Guests sip champagne and mingle under tall banners of the film’s title. You step to the side for a breather, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear when a voice — low and smooth — cuts through the crowd behind you.

“So… are we telling them we’ve never met, or should we keep the fantasy going?”

You turn around.

Lando.

Standing less than a foot away, dressed in a navy suit that fits him a little too well. Shirt slightly unbuttoned, no tie. Curls a bit messy — like he ran his hands through them moments ago. He’s grinning, arms folded, watching you like you’re the punchline to his favorite joke.

Your lips twitch into a smirk. “Depends. Are you going to keep using my song in your Instagram Stories?”

He looks mock-offended. “It was a good song.”

“It is,” you say, tilting your head. “But now half the internet thinks you inspired it.”

He steps a little closer, eyes never leaving yours. “Did I?”

You laugh — soft, surprised. “You’re bold.”

He shrugs with an innocent smile. “Just honest.”

There’s a flicker of silence between you. A warm pause.

You glance at the crowd around you, then back at him. “So… you really didn’t know me before the edits?”

“I mean, I knew of you,” he admits. “Heard your stuff, thought you were insanely talented. The follow was… let’s call it wishful thinking.”

“And now?”

“Now,” he says, flashing that cheeky smile, “I’m standing here with you. So I’d say it worked.”

Before you can answer, one of the premiere organizers calls out that the movie is starting soon. People begin moving toward the theater.

You glance toward the entrance, then back at him. “Well… looks like we’re sitting through a two-hour movie together.”

He raises an eyebrow. “You sitting with anyone?”

You shake your head. “Not yet.”

“Then maybe we can give them something else to talk about.”

⸻

You end up beside him — popcorn in his lap, his arm brushing yours just enough to feel like a choice.

He whispers snarky commentary once or twice during the first half of the film, making you giggle quietly. And then… the final scene comes. The screen fades to black. And your voice fills the theater.

You try to focus on the song. Really.

But you feel him turn to look at you in the dark.

When the lights come up and the audience applauds, he leans in again.

“That song? That was yours?”

You nod. “Yeah. I wrote it after a really complicated almost-relationship.”

“Sounds familiar,” he says with a little smirk. “Maybe the next one will be less complicated.”

You raise an eyebrow. “Are you offering?”

He grins, boyish and unfiltered. “Only if you want me to.”

You pause… then smile.

“Ask me again after the afterparty.

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[yanadolls]

is it that sweet? i guess so

18, mdni ୨୧

virgin!rin x fem reader, praising, handjob + tongue, overstimulation (rin cums a lot hehe >.<), semi sub rin

for this req

"w-wait wait wait-"

rin practically gasped out when your smaller hand wrapped around his dick, which was already leaking at the tip with precum. the mere touch had him jolting, blood pumping right to his length. you were kind of surprised by the reaction- maybe even a bit worried, but when your vision casted up to meet his he instantly looked away, clenching his jaw. rin hadn't told you yet, but he hadn't been in a relationship prior to you, which also meant he was still VERY new to sex. he wasn't one to masterbate either, far too busy with soccer to do that stuff, so when you touched him? yeah, he was feeling so sensitive.

"um..? are you okay, rinnie?"

"tch, what do you think? yes i'm fine, idiot. you just..didn't give a warning."

well, you actually had when you asked him if it was okay to touch him, but he was looking for any excuse at this point. rin knew he had been acting a bit strange since the beginning of this, but he really didn't want to admit he was a total newbie when it came to fucking. you didn't question it though, at least not yet, as you slowly began pumping his dick with your more experienced hand, sometimes leaning down to lick his tip or his veins.

"hah..shit! stop, stop- i'm gonna-"

when your mouth sucked on his very leaky, sensitive tip, he couldn't stop himself before it happened. a loud moan left his lips as his body clenched, ropes of cum shooting in your mouth. your eyes widened as you hadn't expected him to cum in like..under 5 or so minutes? you immediately detached from his cock when he started cumming and put a hand to your mouth, looking up at him in shock as the rest of his orgasm went on your breasts.

"u-um..? rinnie, are you sure everything is-"

"yes!" he snapped, mostly from how embarrassment he was right now. "i-i was just.. on edge..? ugh, stop questioning me."

rin gently lifted you up and guided you to the bed, laying you down and hesitantly hovering above you. a bead of sweat ran down his forehead as he stared at you for a minute, debating something internally. as humiliating as it was to admit, he didn't actually know where to start. he clicked his tongue, moving his hand down to your pussy and was practically inspected it- spreading your folds apart before he saw your hole.

'nonchalant- be nonchalant about it..'

"so, uh.." he coughed, "it's here, right? just..double checking."

you stared at him in total bewilderment.

"d-don't give me that look, moron!"

you couldn't help but burst into laughter at his cute inexperience, confirming what had been on your mind. yeah, without a doubt, rin was definitely a virgin.

"aw, baby! are you a virgin? you should've told me!"

"shut up! i'm- ugh, why does it matter?!"

you leaned up into a sitting position and gently kissed his lips, reassuring him that you weren't making fun of him or anything. the man's ego and high pride were practically shattered right now, cheeks flushed in a deep red. you personally found it so adorable, holding his face in your hands.

"it's okay rinnie, you don't have to be embarrassed about it. i'll help you. and yes, it is that hole."

you reached over to the nightstand to grab a condom and carefully rolled it onto his twitching cock, the slight touch having his hips buck a bit. he grumbled, feelings smaller and smaller by the second.

"m'kay babe, just slowly push it in."

he reluctantly followed your instructions, awkwardly pressing his tip against your hole. your hand came down to gently guide it into a better position, before letting him push in. slowly, inch by inch, he filled you up.

"fuck.. good boy. you're doing so good.."

while the stretch of his virgin cock was incredible, rin was already in heaven. his tongue hung out a bit, panting, hands gripping tighter on your waist every time he moved in deeper and deeper. not to mention, your praising had him feeling hotter. he had never felt something like this before and once he had bottomed out inside of you..

"f-fuck! gonna cum again..!"

he was already on edge as it was, especially from cumming earlier, but now that his dick was fully deep into your cunt, another orgasm washed over him and he pathetically came inside you, condom filling up. he pulled out and tugged it off, sighing heavily.

"jesus.. this is so bad."

"don't worry, rinnie. i'm not upset. let's go again, okay? you're doing amazing."

your patient smile assured him a bit, and after a couple more tries, he was finally fucking you, albeit really trying his hardest not to cum. your moans made it exceptionally difficult not to, but a part of him felt bad he had came so much while you hadn't at all. he pounded into your pussy, making sure to give you as much pleasure as he possibly could. his thumb awkwardly rubbed at your clit, causing you to cry out.

"f-fuck, hah.. just like that, baby! so, so good!"

you whined as his pace sped up, back arching off the mattress. rin licked and bit at your neck, moaning breathlessly, as he rutted into you with desperation.

"oh god, a-are you gonna cum? i'm gonna-"

"yes, ahh.. rinnie!"

your orgasm washed over you and at the same time as his. rin quickly pulled out and dumped his load into the condom, humping the air a bit as his thumb was still rubbing your clit to help you. you came as well, squirming under his touch. you watched him practically collapse beside you on the bed, panting, and he looked at you with glossy eyes.

"felt amazing.."

AN; subby rin is so cute <3 i'm finally clearing out my reqs so if u have one pls do ask! also, i’m open to writing haikyuu and bsd as well >.<

[adult-kinda]

#NeedThat

Warnings: idol! Sunghoon, gf! Fem Reader, suggestive, smut references, yeah this is obviously based on his Weverse post

In which you are down bad for Sunghoon…

You were pretty discreet. The guys thought you and Sunghoon made a great couple because you matched each other’s energies. Most of the time he read your mind so you never had to say too much. But online you were different.

So maybe you weren’t the most discreet behind the wall of pixels. Your comments under Weverse posts and TikToks were no-holds-bar. Like any other thirsty engene your comments held some random fantasies and thought that were probably best in a diary somewhere, with a lock. And the worst part, Sunghoon finally caught on.

It was a really good gym day. Him and Jay hit arms together and the pump was solid. The dopamine was high and his muscles were looking pretty good. So of course he thought to casually post a mirror pic flexing a bit. Why not? Engenes would love it and it boosted his ego just enough.

He posted and casually scrolled through comments. For the most part the comments were pretty standard; the typical “marry me Sunghoon” and “oml so fineee” as well as other comments with entirely too many vowels added to the words. Nothing stood out all the comments were the typical cute and thirst comments.

Then he came across the account Hoonie’sWifey111703. It caught him off guard because that was your birthday. Of course you would have a Weverse account, but surely this could be anyone. Sunghoon couldn’t have just casually found your account amongst the millions of fans. So he did some research while in the car heading to your place. And boom, on Engene selca day there was your photo. Bingo. Sunghoon smirked when he scrolled through your comments. Yeah, he was gonna get real annoying.

The moment the door opened you smiled. You were so excited for Sunghoon to come back from gym because you were craving affection from him. Oh your poor oblivious mind.

“Hi Hoonie!” You greeted with a smile.

Sunghoon held that smug little smile and walked over to plant a kiss on your forehead. “Hi baby.”

“How was your workout?”

“Oh nothing crazy.” He started as he went over to the kitchen. “Lift was good and everything. I posted on Weverse.”

You nodded and bit your lip thinking about the post. “I saw.”

“I know.”

That made you turn around from the couch to look at him. You were confused. What did he mean by saying that he knows?

“Hm?” You questioned.

Sunghoon smirked and looked at you from the kitchen island. “Yeah, I saw a couple of interesting comments on my posts. Stuff like ‘I’m talking ‘bout in it’ and ‘raw next question.’ You know anything about that?”

You blushed red. There was no way he found your account out of all the fans he has. Even though your face gave it away you shook your head no.

Sunghoon chuckled and took out his phone. “See I thought you’d say that. So I took some screenshots of these comments. Let’s read them, yeah?”

“Hoonie you don’t-“No let’s look at them together! Since it’s not you this should be whatever.” He said as he walked over to sit with you on the couch.

“Let’s see, we have ‘until the gynecologist knows it’s him,’ very creative by the way. Then there’s ’Niagara Falls in my pants rn.’ This one’s from a few months ago, it says ‘Tiffany is nothing compared to this necklace’ that one might be my favorite.”

You shoved him and Sunghoon just laughed. You were so flustered. Never in your years of dating Sunghoon did you think he would’ve found your account. Yet here you were sitting on your shared couch while your idol boyfriend read off your thirsty ass comments.

“Enough!” You shouted.

Sunghoon rolled his eyes and kissed your cheek. “Why’re you so embarrassed? Of course you’d have an account nothing to be embarrassed about.”

You huffed and crossed your arms ignoring the feeling between your legs. “Boy leave me alone. How’d you even know it’s me?”

“The username has your birthday and you posted of selfie day. And I’m flattered that you’re so public about being my wifey!” He said with a smile.

If the universe would just listen and open up the ground for you! This is the prime moment to just sink into the earth’s core. The last thing you needed in your world was your boyfriend noticing your comments on his various Weverse posts.

“You know which one is my recent favorite?” He asked.

You looked at him with those eyes that screamed I’m annoyed get tf away from me. But that didn’t sway the idol.

“You commented #NeedThat. Do you need it, baby?” He teased.

You pursed your lips and turned away from him. But Sunghoon wasn’t having it.

“Nuh-uh. You don’t get to be shy now, baby. You were so open and nasty in those comments, what changed?”

Sunghoon brought an arm around your waist and kissed down your jawline and neck.

“Don’t know why you waste your time on those comments anyway. You’ve got the real thing right here. You need that? Well I’m right here. Take it.”

His words were impacting you more than you’d like to admit. But even if you didn’t say anything your body was going to. Those legs Sunghoon loved so much started to part subtly and your breathing pattern was off. He smirked knowing what he was doing to you.

“Come on baby. Admit it was you and I’ll do anything you want. I’ll make my hands a necklace for you. I’ll put you in that headlock you want so badly. Hell I’ll make you cum so hard your doctors will know exactly who you belong to.” Sunghoon teased as his lips created hickeys all over your neck.

You let out a frustrated huff and nodded. “Yes it’s me! Damn it Sunghoon take me to the bedroom!”

He chuckled and stood up. Sunghoon tossed you over his shoulder like you weighed nothing as you giggled your way to the shared bedroom.

Yes Sunghoon was an idol. He had fans around the globe and of course his comments were going to be thirsty. But you? He was going to make sure you had no need to leave comments ever again. You got the real thing every day, all you had to do was ask and take it.

[writingoddess1125]

Honeymoon Phase (Bonus)

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Little Bonus off of the Honeymoon Demon series

Will not be doing another of this series- I am out of ideas ;-;

Kurt Wagner x Female Reader

Warnings: SMUT and also Jealous sex so- Strap In darlings

Masterlist <<

<< Honeymoon Demon Series

For the last two months life could only be described as magical.

You and Kurt having been only surrounded by the soft damn near candy sweet affection of each others.

Even in the school the two of you would always be near by. Soft kisses exchanged, a gentle hug or even just locking eyes for brief moments.

Either way- It was just a reflection of your love for your husband and his love for you.

But it seems being so openly affectionate would of course cause others to notice..

"Dude every time I see them I swear they are always all over each other" Bobby snorted a laugh as he took a sip of his soda.

The small group was all seated in the staff lounge watching you and Kurt down the hall leaning against each other while talking about whatever. Rouge giving Bobby a annoyed look as Remy who only snorted a laugh.

"Leav' em alone. They are just happy"

"The honeymoon phase is just strong- Don't be jealous" Kitty chimed, However inside also was a bit sick of the constant lovey dovey stuff.

"No not jealous, Just a mixture of mildly nauseating and in awe at how they can be joined at the hip. Besides this just means they will be easier to mess with-" Morph mumbled, making Bobby glance to him.

"You think so?"

"Wanna bet?" Morph chimed back just as quick, Making Bobby smirk and sit up a bit more. Remy now sitting up as well with a grin.

"How much we talking?-"

"Mmm Why dont we do a pool? Ill start with a 20" Bobby said quickly going for his wallet.

"I don't know guys- they are just happy no harm in it" Kitty whined with a sigh, however glanced at you and Kurt again seeing the soft kiss the two of you exchanged and grimacing slightly.

"Come on it'll be fun"

"I'm not getting involved in yalls shit-" Rouge said quickly, Standing up from the table to not put herself in a guilty by association situation.

The rest of them however looked to each other- like a silent contract was being written.. Each taking out what cash they had on them like some sort of poker table.. before Kitty nodded and added a few bills in herself.

"First one to break him wins the pot"

"Deal"

It only really took till Noon for Kurt to start to break.

Kurt's tail swishing behind himself annoyed, a tick that his fell deeper then he expected as he watched Morph get close.. and Even Kitty giggling at every word you said..

He of course wouldn't say it out loud-

But it was really starting to piss him off...

He could tell you were confused by it all also, Brushing off the weird flirting by your friends-

The way you raised your eyebrow and dismissed them playfully, Even blatantly asking about what weird prank was it this time.

It wasn't your fault- He knew that, Nor did he blame you. However it did scratch this odd part of his brain in a very uncomfortable way at seeing you in this situation-

By the end of the day however, It seemed that more people were starting to join in. Ororo pitching on a 50$ when she hugged you happily in a flirty way, Remy throwing in an additional 80$ wrapping an arm around you which earned him a swift hit from Rouge...

But it seemed to be the final person who put in a 20$ bill that tipped the scale.

You shuffled through some of the papers that McCoy had given you, Humming to yourself a bit- Happy that the day was almost over and you could go home to your lovely husband.

"Oi- (Y/N)"

Logan had his arms crossed as he stared at you.

"Hey Logan? Uh what's up?"

"I got a question"

He rolled up from the wall and walked towards you. Red flags now shooting up as you got the very same feeling from earlier in the day from the others-

"Kurt- He's been treating you good right?"

"Of course I mean it's Kurt-"

"Well just tell me what he's lacking in bed and I'll show him how to improve. I also do offer lessons to you as well"

...

Your jaw absolutely dropped- a mix of confusion, being very weirded out and honestly not knowing where to even go from that!?

"W-What?-"

Annnnddd that's all it took for Logan to quite literally feel it-

It was like a rubber band snapping on his skin of Kurt's resolve breaking.

"Quite a few things in there that was incredibly wrong- However think I'll sum it No Thanks, I'm good"

You say quickly, already having a feeling there was a very targeted reason for this stunt. Which confirmed itself when you felt the familiar heavy hand land on your hip and a tail tighten around your middle like a tight belt.

"There you are Liebling. Ready to return home?"

Kurt says with a almost painfully wide smile that made your skin crawl slightly. Sort of reminding you of someone working in customer service..

"Oh, Hey baby.? Yeah has just getting ready to head out.. Logan just-"

"-Was Leaving"

Kurt filled in fast and sharp.

Which clearly surprised both Logan and yourself. The ladder of which smirking as he turned on his heel saying nothing else as he marched off. You however fixed on watching as Kurt's eyes followed Logan, similar to a cat watching another to make sure they didnt try anything.

Kurt glanced down at you calmly his lips pressed tightly together still before he turned it to you with a slightly forced smile.

It was uncomfortable in a odd way, since you knew that Kurt was clearly upset however wanted to avoid showing it to you- It was silent after that, Kurt taking the two of you home fast without a uttered word.

While uncomfortable at this point you where just happy to be home-

You toss down your bag on the couch, Still a bit confused by the chaos of the day- Already thinking of ways to mess with your friends back for this all, This had been annoying and honestly insulting. Rubbing your face in frustration.

"Hm.. Hey do you wanna cook tonight or pick something up? I don't think we pulled anything out the freezer"

You finally say with a heavy sigh. Turning to see Kurt is just standing here?

One hand pressed to the door as his tail was tapping the ground, Reminding you of someone tapping their nails on a surface annoyed.

Kurt hand slides to the lock of the door as he quickly locked the door which echoed through your home and made you jump slightly.

"Kurt?.."

He looked up to you as that same imp like smile you saw the first night of your honeymoon which made your face flush and body warm up instantly like he had already prepped you.

Or that you'd been trained..

He moved in close, his arms wrapping tightly around your waist as he pulled you close your back pressed against his chest as he began to pepper in kisses around your neck.

Soft whimpers leaving you as you felt this, He was almost surgical when he did this. Knowing how to hold you close, making sure you could feel his erection pressed against your ass.

You jump as you feel his tail dip past the hem of your clothes as you blush deeply.

"K-Kurt we are in the Livingroom an-"

Flushed at the realization of what was happening- The curtains half open and you needing to shower after such a long day. Thoughts going a mile a minute however it was swiftly cut off when he growled against your neck.

"It doesn't matter Schatz-"

He grumbled against your skin, Making your heart leap in surprise at the tone he used- It was new? Far darker and almost irritated? His lips still working over the sweet spots over your neck, going as far as to run his teeth over your pulse and even nipping at it.

Kurt begins to pull the both of you down, making you stumble as you landed on your hands and knees on the carpeted floor. Giving Kurt the perfect angle to pull your pants down to your knees with your underwear with them with his chest still flushed against your back to keep you trapped.

"All day.. They were on you-"

His tone clipped as you felt one hand wrap under your body, Ripping the front of your nice shirt open with ease and grasp at your breast- squeezing the soft flesh making you mewl pathetically.

"Touching..Hugging and saying dirty things to mein pretty wife"

His tail wrapped tightly around your waist as if to anchor you. His now remaining free hand dipping down between your legs circles over your clit. Soft moans breaking through you as you couldn't help to fall under his whim- Caged again him and floor.

"All to make me jealous~"

He hissed against your ear, Drawing his fingers away from between your legs- The sharp sound of his zipper seemed to be the soft warning before you felt him slowly push into you.

The stretch of him making your eyes roll and a airy moan leave you undone and pliable under his will, each inch that slowly moved within you breaking any form of sense from your head.

"And Gott did they-"

He snaps into you then, driving those last few inches into you as you gave a sharp moan in surprised pleasure.

"Scheiße"

He hissed as he rolled his hips back slowly like the tides drifting far back before a tsunami. The pull of his cock making you whine your fingers digging into the carpet below you as if it would ground you. Before feeling him so swiftly thrust into you making your head spin and jaw slack against the ground.

The carpeted floor rubbed against your knees and forearms with each thrust, the soft sting in a odd way driving you further into the abyss he was tossing you into-

Sur it hurt but.. you liked it?

Oh?

Ohh...

Surprising yourself at the new discovery as your husband was quick to snap his hips against yours making you moan loudly and have those thoughts tucked away to be delt with at a different time.

A silent scream seems to rip through you at the breaking feeling of both pleasure and pain- The burn of his fangs against the meat of your shoulder and the ungodly deep thrust into you.

"K-Kurt!~"

His thrusts were brutal, making is that you barely had time to understand everything that was happening. Just barely able to comprehend Kurt growling against your skin as his hips slammed into you harder, no doubt bruising the skin on the back of your thighs.

The way he could so effortlessly render you useless, how full he made you feel each time he thrusted into you. How your toes curled and fire shot through your system, Utterly broken by him as he hit that sweet spot inside of you each and every time-

A reminder that only HE could do this to you.

And you believed him too

Not a thought of shame on your face as you drooled against the carpet, A hiccupped moan break from you- eyes rolled as you felt that all too familiar crash of pleasure as you cum around his cock with a loud moan.

Now left gasping for air as Kurt did not let up, fucking you through your orgasm as his grip on you tightened- Savoring the sound that left you every time he thrusted into you.

It was only when you started feeling his hips start to falter against your own as you came out of your too blissed out state- a surprised squeak left you as he pulled back suddenly seemingly stopping himself from cumming inside of you completely?

But you barely had time to even register what he had just done before you where flipped on your back with a huff when you landed on your back a bit uncomfortably.

Dizzy from the speed of it all you only caught a flash of yellow eyes as they dipped between your legs in record time. Your back arching painfully at the sensation of him devouring you.

All you can really do is sob at this point, fingers gripping his hair desperately to pull him away from your over sensitive clit- Having barely a minute to settle from him pounding into you.

No moment to rest it seemed-

"K-Kurt Please!~"

You tried to scream but it was desperate and watery at best as several whimpering please fumbled from your lips- tears welling in your eyes as you tried to squirm your hips away by pure instinct from the painful pleasure, but his strong hands kept you in place.

"Too Much Too Much!!~"

Kurt only hummed as he fucked his tongue deeper into you, Driving for your cries even more as it took only for his lips to suck against your clit to make you cum once more a broken sob breaking through you.

It felt like you couldn't breath- Spots filling your vision as he sat up from between your legs. His hands still planted firmly on your hips as he stared you down.

Your mind fuzzy as you watch him lick a mixture of your cum and tinge of blood from the bite that still throbbed on your shoulder from his lips. It was involuntary but your whole body trembling at the sight alone.

Kurt clearly having caught this as in a moment the smell of sulfur hit your senses and you felt the plush bounce of the bed under you. Looking around quickly before landing back on your husband.

Meeting the gaze of Kurt as he stared down at you with a almost angry hunger towards you- one that was no doubt fueled by pure burning jealousy.

Before and all the times you'd felt his desire for you as nothing more then praise, A man in love with every part of you and wanted to experience you to the upmost degree to bring the both of you to bliss under loving hands.

This was different-

You felt more like prey about to be eaten alive...

No playing between his palms or grace to slowly tip you over the edge with love and praise.

This was to eat you alive and make sure there were no scraps to be left for anyone to dare even snip at. Nothing more then bleached bones left before him that he would also hoard-

Kurt is quick to grab your ankle and yank you towards him breaking a surprised noise from you- He was quick however to lean down, Capturing your lips against his own. Soft moans leaving you which he greedily swallowed.

You still too sensitive- already so close to your breaking point but knew this was just the start by the why he was pressed the tip of his cock in and out of you slowly before pressing painfully against your clit and repeating the process.

It was maddening

Pulling back softly with a broken moan as you squirmed from under him- On the edge of breaking and yet still wanting more.

"You know the rules.."

Kurt mumbled against your mouth, His eyes locking with your own tear filled ones. Truthfully you'd almost forgotten- you also suspected he had too till now.. The pencil thin chain that still anchored him in moments like this.

"P-Please more Kurt.. Please~"

You whimper, Unsure why you'd even said it with how much your cunt ached- But you knew you where just to greedy..

Always wanted everything he had to offer and give you.

His hands sliding down your body and landing on the back of your thighs, as he began to push them up closer to your chest.

"I-Im not as flexible Ku-"

He moved faster then your lips as he thrusted deeply into you, your legs being folded up as far as they could which made your legs burn- holding your imprisoned by his body in a mating press.

Sobs of bliss ripping through you as you grasp onto his shoulders desperately for some form of grounding as you could only feel the waves of pleasure being forced from you.

Kurt face twisted up in pure emotion- his eyes almost seemed to be glowing in the incredibly dark room. Rendering him all you could feel, smell and truthfully barely see.

You almost sound helpless from under him, a series of broken whines and moans that belonged more in a porn then your marital bed.

The sounds alone would have made you a blushing mess if you weren't distracted by the way his cock bullied its way into you which made you see stars-

It felt like a snap inside of you as you feel yourself cum as violently as he had fucked you. A scream breaking through you as you felt yourself shake from around his hold. Feeling him still thrusting into you as he neared his own high, a shuddered groan ripping through him as he pressed himself into the deepest part of you and came.

Kurt movements come to a standstill as he panted against your neck. Seemingly just reveling in the feeling of you wrapped around him and shaking from trying to come down of the high of your orgasm.

He peppered a few kisses on your cheeks and lips before slowly pulling out of you. A whimper leaving you as you felt your legs slide down his hips, The gentle tap of his tail sliding across your leg and calf as if to comfort you.

"Mein Liebling, you okay?"

His voice was soft, a bit breathy clearly having come back to whatever dimension he got thrown into you. But you managed a soft nod in acknowledgment, as he slid off the he'd leaving you there.

Laying there you felt like your limbs were nothing more then jelly, Not even strong enough to support yourself as you laid on your back, a small shiver leaving you as the cold air in the room seemed to finally settle on you.

Hearing shuffling around for a moment you feel a warm rag touch your skin as you feel the more familiar hands of your husband carefully start to clean you up. Soft mumbles of apologies coming from him as you felt the rag clean up what no doubt will be a sticky mess down the line.

You could only hum at the nice feeling, taking a few moments to even figure out the English language.

"Jealous much?"

Looking down to see Kurt face turn a bright purple as he continued his task. A airy chuckle leaving you at the sight.

"Ein wenig-" (A little)

--

Everyone was shocked to see Kurt walking in by himself the next morning. A cheerful smile on his lips as he whistled and sorted through the papers for his class as if everything was as right as rain-

A silent question going over the friend group as they all tried to gauge why you weren't there- However that seemed to be a mistake as the resident teleporter glanced at the..

"Aw hell-" Rouge mumbled as she shook her head. Seeing Kurt look right at them all and walk over with a almost pep in his step.

"Shit shit shit..." Bobby mumbles as Kurt stood right in front of them all, Ororo glancing away trying not to laugh into her juice as they all felt the stare down from their blue friend.

Kitty coughed a bit as she looked up at Kurt with a clear 'I'm trying not to laugh bit also mildly worried' smile.

"Morning Kurt. How are you this morning?"

"Sehr gut- And I imagine all of you are good after being so funny yesterday?"

He said a bit curly despite the smile on his lips. But a simmer of irritation still in them, especially when looking at each person individually.

"Um where is (Y/N)?" Bobby finally coughed out, Still trying to look everywhere but his friends eye.

"Resting, Wanting the day to relax-"

He said all to cheerfully, however his eyes looked over everyone with a fanged grin and a gleam in his eye. Even of there seemed to be a slight twitch when Logan walked around the corner with a smirk on his lips as he walked through the group.

"No more pranks- (Y/N) can't afford to miss any more day for being sore-"

...

Kitty face blushed red and Morph looked down quick even Bobby jaw dropping in shock, as the whole group in shell shock by their usually innocent friend blunt remark-

"We all agree, Ja?"

Everyone now red faced and couldn't look Kurt in the eyes.

However Kurt's gaze lingered on Logan for a good second, Despite his grin for the older man he could read it very well in Kurt's eyes and body language 'Do that shit again and we will fight-'

Logan nodded his head with a low chuckle and gave a slow clap-

"Got some balls Elf- Well done.."

Kurt huffed a bit through a gritted smile and turned away quick to head to his classroom. Bobby slowly holding up the wad of cash to Logan who took it silently.

[crimson-cathedral]

—Lucifer Comforts You On Your Period—

—Lucifer x f!reader (or afab. There is no gender specific language)

—word count: 1,329

— Tags: hurt/comfort, smut, gentle sex, clothed sex, clit rubbing? (Idk what the proper term is), very little blood mentioned.

—Summary: Lucifer comforts you on your period by bringing you chocolate among other things and offers to get you off hoping that will be a nice distraction.

Lucifer opened the door to your shared bedroom to find you curled up in one of his fuzzy duck-pattered blankets. "You hanging in there?" Lucifer asked, setting down the plethora of things he had brought you. He may have gone a little over board but it's better to be safe than sorry. 

"I feel like a live animal had crawled it's way into my body and is trying to exit via my stomach, Every bone in my body hurts, I'm sad one moment, laughing the next, I cried this morning over spilling my water, I'm horny cause why the fuck not, I want to throw myself out a window and I want to smite God for doing this to me. So yeah I'm 'hanging in there'." You bite sarcastically, rolling away from him. You know he just asked a perfectly normal question but it couldn't help but piss you off. 

"Okaayyyyy so not great…and let's not do the last two…I would know." Lucifer says awkwardly. "Anything I can do? I brought a bunch of stuff. Like uh, plushies, chocolate, more blankets, heating pads oh and lots of movies. Any of that sound nice?" Lucifer asks, his large eyes looking at you hopefully. 

"I'll take the chocolate…." You say, slightly sitting up to take it from him. You weren't normally a fan of the specific kind he gave you but it felt like heaven on your tongue. 

"Good?" He asks, happy that he was able to help. 

"Mmhm" You mumble through a mouthful.

"Ok great,. You said you were in pain sooo maybe some Advil?" 

"Doesn't help." You grumble.

"Ok...-Wait did you say you were horny?" Lucifer asked as if it was just now loading. 

"Oh did I?" You ask, a slight blush painting your cheeks. You hadn't payed much attention to your own complaints, simply throwing everything out there that you could think of. 

Lucifer averted his gaze, moving his hand to rub the back of his neck. "I mean-If you want I can uh help." 

You flush harder, burying your face in your hands. "Ew, it would be like, gross and messy." 

Lucifer slowly lays on the soft comforter next to you, using his delicate fingers to gently pull your hands away. "It's not gross,—well to me at least. And besides, if you're self conscious about it you don't even have to take your clothes off. I can just slip my fingers right under here." Lucifer says with a small smile, teasing his fingertips along the edge of your waistband. 

"Y-you don't have to…" You try to argue but it's halfhearted. Taking your mind off things if only for a bit sounds nice. 

"No, I don't, but I want to, I like making you feel good, especially when you're in pain." Lucifer leans in to gently kiss your lips, soft and chaste. It almost seems like there's no hunger or lust behind it at all, simply tender affection. Lucifer pulls back, crimson eyes looking into your own, filled with love. 

His hands run up your sides, dipping under the fabric of your sleep shirt, thumbing the undersides of your breasts. You hadn't worn a bra today because you just felt too sensitive, so the feeling of his bare skin of yours makes you sigh. 

He moves his hands up to gently cup them, simply holding them, no urgency to his touch. Its not groping or meant to be arousing—or at least you assume, simply holding, comforting. You find yourself relaxing, your eyes fluttering closed. 

"There you go, just relax I'll take care of you, promise." Lucifer whispered reassuringly. 

"You feel his fingers trail back down over your ribs and past your stomach to your waistband again. They pause, taking their time trailing along it lightly, sending shivers down your spine at the ticklish and intimate touch. 

They finally sink under, easily finding their way to your clit. Lucifer normally enjoyed teasing you but this time he seemed solely focused on pleasuring you. Lucifer smiled as he began to rub small soothing circles with his pointer and middle finger. 

Warmth blooms in your core as you buck your hips up into his touch for more. He obliges pressing his fingers firmer as his other gently cards though your hair. 

As he does, Lucifer leans over to whispers praises into your ear. You're doing so good. There you go. You're so beautiful like this. Tumble from his lips and small gasps as whines fall from yours. 

Your head tosses back, hair splaying out of place as his fingers speed up, urging you closer and closer to your peak. 

"Lucifer-" You quietly gasp, unable to get much else out.

Lucifer's eyes gently light up at his name on your lips. "There you are, let go for me my love." 

You feel the warmth that had been pooling in your gut finally spill over at the unsuspecting pet name. Lucifer looks down, attentive to your every movement. The way you clutch at your hair, the way your eyes screw shut, the way your back arches, the way your teeth clench tight instead of gasping like you would expect.

He works you though it, continuing to rub gentle circles into you clit until you began to squirm from overstimulation. He slipped his fingers out and you noticed that were slightly more red than usual. You cringe at the sight, preparing for his reaction to having remnants of your literal period blood on his fingers but it never came. He simply reached for the wet wipes he had brought. 

"See no mess." He said when he saw your face, cleaning his fingers off easily. "It's not that big of deal." 

"Y-yeah, I guess." You say looking away.

"It's really not, especially when you think about it. I know society want you to think it's taboo, gross, unattractive and to be hidden away but it's just misogyny. If guys had them it would be seen as cool and manly cause you're like, bleeding. But at the end of the day it's just blood, unless you have hemophobia it's not a big deal." Lucifer says attempting his best comforting expression. 

"Yeah I guess you're right." You say returning his smile.

"Ok good, 'cause I didn't have another awesome-accepting-boyfriend speech planned." Lucifer replies with an awkward laugh. 

"You planned that? Oh come here you goofball." You say pulling him close to you, wrapping you both tight in the blanket. 

"What, you think I could think of that on the spot? I'm not God or something." Lucifer's laugh turns genuine as he nuzzles into your neck, inhaling the smell of your shampoo and something else that was distinctly…you.

"Good cause I'm still going to smite that guy for doing this to me. All loving my ass. Not even the Satan would curse half of the population with pain that can be worse than a heart attack ever month for no fucking reason." 

"Ookkkayyy." Lucifer said awkwardly. "I get where you're coming from but let's not go starting wars with heaven willy-nilly." 

"Humph." You say with an over-dramatic pout.

"I know, I'm sorry you can't start a war against God." Lucifer says comfortingly but you can hear the amused smirk in his voice.

"Don't mock me." You huff, softly pushing him away. 

"I'm not, I just think it's cute when you're cranky." Lucifer replied, his head tilted adorably.

"I'm not cranky." You retort.

"Yes you are." He teases.

"Fuck you." You throw back. 

"Love you too." Lucifer says pulling you into a hug and attacking you with kisses. 

You giggle as he kisses your neck. "H-h-he-y that t-tickles!" 

After a few more pecks he finally relents. "Are you feeling any better?" 

"Yeah a bit, thank you. I just like cuddling here with you." You say gently.

"I'll gladly stay, you've got me as long as you'll take me." Lucifer says with a smile. 

"Well that means forever." 

"Then forever it is, my love."

[neveragent]

Suddenly married?

Summary: You only wanted to go out with your friends but ended up in the arms of someone.

Warning: sex and mention of rape

A/N: Don't use them as an example for relationships. You shouldn't marry this soon after meeting each other!

I was out with my friends. The evening was still young and we decided to go to a bar at the beach.

The hard deck

It seemed quite nice. Usually, I wasn't a person who was going out.

"So, how was your week?" My best friend Linda asked. "Just the usual stuff. Some emergencies... but also some people where you wonder why you think that they think that they needed to come to the ER," I summed it up. I was a doctor in the ER. It had always been my dream to help people and the ER was the only place where I felt usefull.

Amber put a shot in front of me. I looked up at her. "You know that I don't do that." "Oh, c'mon, it's weekend. Let yourself have some fun," she whined. I sighed. "Okay." She laughed and jumped around, clapping in her hands in joy.

"Okay, truth or dare?" Amber asked me, already a bit tipsy. I looked over at Linda, who was staring at her glass blankly. She always became like that when she was drunk. "Okay, dare," I answered, feeling the alcohol messing with my mind.

"Okay, you see those guys over there?" She mumbled and pointed at the pool table. There was a group of colleagues, maybe friends. According to their uniforms, they were working for the Navy. "I am drunk, not blind." "Okay, go over to them and flirt with one of them." I sighed. "Are you kidding me?" "Nope." "Okay, see you later."

I walked over, having to concentrate on not tripping. After some seconds, I reached the one with a nice smile. "Hey." He turned around with a fabulous smile. "Hey, darling." "You're having a cute smile." Yes, I was definitely drunk. "Thanks. I like yours too," he laughed.

"Who is that?" I heard a female voice behind the gorgeous man. "A beautiful woman," he answered while looking into my eyes. "I am not talking about her." He sighed and turned back to the woman and followed her gaze after that. I did the same.

A young man was sitting on a bar stool with some distance. He was wiping away the crumbs from his lap. Suddenly, he looked up. "When did you get in?" My handsome counterpart asked. "Oh, I've been here the whole time." "Man's a stealth pilot." I giggled at that comment. "Literally," another man answered. "Weapon System Officer, actually." He grinned. He was cute. And quite innocent. "With no sense of humor." The man gave his poolstick to the woman. "How about a drink?" He asked, turning around to me.

I looked back at him. "Nah, thanks." Suddenly, I was very interested in the Weapon System Officer. "Are you for real now?" I nodded and he answered with an annoyed sigh.

"What do they call you?" The woman asked as soon as the man was gone. "Bob," the cute man answered with a shy smile. "No, your call sign," a man behind the woman said. Bob looked down, hesitating. "Bob." "Bob Floyd? From Lemoore?" The young man nodded. "Lemoore, TopGun? You seem to be a good aviator," I grinned. If I hadn't been drunk, I would have never said that. I wouldn't even have interacted with them. Not because they were from the Navy (I do respect them a lot) but because I would've been too scared. I have always been an introvert.

Bob looked down in embarrassment. "Thanks." I went to him and stopped in front of him. "You're god damn cute," I whispered, touching his hair. His big innocent eyes looked right into mine. "Sorry, I am drunk." For the first time, I heard him giggle. "You're cute too." That made me smile.

I shot a glance behind him, where my friends were still standing. They laughed and seemed very entertained.

"When I am drunk, I tend to make stupid decisions sometimes..." "That's why I rarely drink." "Me neither. But my friends made me." "Doesn't sound like they're great." I huffed. "Without them I wouldn't be standing here right now." "Wanna get out of here?" I looked back into his eyes. "Yours or mine?" His eyes went wide in shock. "Oh, I... I didn't mean it like that." "Then how did you mean it?" "Maybe a walk on the beach? To sober you up again." "Gosh, you're such a sweet guy." "Just doin' what my mum taught me." "How am I supposed to know that you won't rape me?" "You can't. But I swear I won't. I would never hurt a woman." I sighed. "Okay, I'm gonna trust you on this." I grabbed his hand and dragged him outside to the beach.

"So, Bob, tell me about yourself," I said, enjoying the cold sand and water under my feet. "There isn't much to tell. My name is Bob and I fly for the Navy," he answered, shrugging his shoulders. His gaze was fixed on the ground. "There has to be more." "No, really." "Where do you come from?" "Texas. I grew up on a ranch." "A ranch? And you say there is nothing to tell about you? Tell me about your childhood on the ranch." "Okay, ehm... so, I learned riding when I was a little boy. My parents have cows..." He looked at the ocean.

"I loved those sunny afternoons where I was at the river. It was all warm, and you could smell nature. It was the best feeling in the world. I was lying in the sun for hours. My mum was always yelling at me when I came home with sunburned skin. But I was too naïve to think about it. Nowadays she always sends me sun creme for birthdays or other occasions. And I do use it. Before every flight." "That's sweet." He shrugged his shoulders. "I don't wanna have her sit next to me in the hospital one day and get another lecture." "Very smart of you." I smiled. "Now tell me about yourself." I sat down in the cold sand, thinking about what would be okay to tell him. "Before I start, you should know that I am quickly oversharing stories about myself. Tell me when to stop." He nodded. "Okay, so... I grew up in New York. My parents own a restaurant, actually. They always wanted me to take it over one day but that wasn't my world. So, I left to study medicine. Now, I am working at the ER. I have lived here for two years." "ER? Sounds like a stressful job." "It is. But I am saving lives. That feels great." "I believe that." "But sometimes..." I stopped. It was weird to speak that openly. "Sometimes what?" "Sometimes I struggle with everything. Everything feels very monotonously at the moment." "Monotonously? In the ER?" "No, not there but every other thing in my life." "I understand that. The only thing I do besides my job is going to this bar. Every Friday." I sighed and leaned my head against his shoulder.

"I have an idea." "What?" "Let's marry." "You are still drunk." "No, I am not." Of course, there was still alcohol in my blood but thanks to the wind I could think straight. "We barely know each other." "That's the whole point." Bob looked out to the sea. "I am a Navy officer. I have to travel a lot. So, either we would see each other rarely or you would also have to leave." "That's a problem for later." "And also-" He stopped when I was sitting down on his lap. "Why not doing something crazy for once in your life?" Bob was silent. For some long seconds. Then he leaned forward and smashed his lips onto mine. His were moving sloppy but with emotions. He wrapped his arms around my body and pressed us together. He tasted like mint, peanuts, and something else I couldn't identify. One of his hands wandered under my dress on my hip bone. "Okay, let's do it," he whispered. I grinned, jumped up from his lap and started dancing around. Suddenly, I was grabbed from behind and before I could realise anything else, we both were in the water. His shy personality was gone and he kissed me again. "Your uniform," I whispered. "Who cares. That's a problem for tomorrow." I laughed and pressed my lips on his once again. It was like a passionate dance. He touched my lips with his tongue and when I opened them, his was touching mine. I've never felt so good before. "So, we'll marry tomorrow?" I put some distance between our faces. "Why tomorrow and not today?" "Is the courthouse still open?" He looked at his watch. "15 minutes. We can make it if we're fast. My car is in front of the bar."

We were running to the bar, which wasn't really easy with the sand. But we made it. We rushed through it and I didn't even tell my friends where I was going. I heard the man who I was flirting with earlier saying some teasing words about Bob but didn't pay attention to it.

While Bob was driving, his pinky was connected with mine. "Do you think they'll marry us this late?" "I will find a way to convince them, trust me," he grinned. And somehow, I knew that it was the truth.

As soon as we arrived, we couldn't make it fast enough inside. The lady at the reception seemed a bit annoyed. I probably would've done as well, if I was there and two people who were soaking wet came in three minutes before closing time. "How can I help you?" "We want to get married," Bob answered. "Come back tomorrow. The person in charge did already leave." Bob reached into his pocket and pulled his Common Access Card out of it. "I am leaving for a mission and it's very likely that I won't come back. Please, let me marry her," he begged. I knew he acted but something in his eyes was also showing honesty. The receptionist grabbed the phone and called someone. After she hung up, she turned back to us again. "The Judge will be here in 10 minutes. Please, take a seat."

I was sitting on Bob's lap. "Is it true?" I whispered. "I won't leave tomorrow. But in some weeks. We don't know any details yet but I met the team. It's only the best of the best. Seems like a serious thing." "You have to come back. I don't wanna be a widow." "Tell that Phoenix. She is flying the jet. Not me." I kissed his cheek.

"You may kiss your bride." Bob leaned down to me and his lips touched mine. I giggled into the kiss and I felt Bob grinning. We signed some paperwork and went out of the courthouse.

"Where should we go? Your place or mine?" Bob whispered into the silent evening air. "Mine. We should have one night when we don't have to worry about the Navy and your mission."

He was sitting on my bed when I went out of the bathroom. "I like your place. It's cozy." "Thank you." I tiptoed towards my bed. He was leaning against the headboard, and I sat down at the end of the mattress. We were staring at each other for some minutes. No one of us knew what to do or say. Suddenly, my phone rang. "Sorry," I whispered and reached out for the mobile on my nightstand. "Hello?" "Honey, where are you?" I recognized the voice as Amber's. "Home?" She gasped. "With the Navy guy?" "With Bob, yes," I smiled. "However, I have to hang up." "Wait? Are you okay? Are you in danger? The two of you disappeared quite fast." "I am fine," I answered and hung up. "That took long for your friends to ask where you are." I shrugged my shoulders and looked back to Bob. My body was working on autopilot when I crawled on his lap. His hands were grabbing my hip. "Mrs Floyd..." I stopped in my movements when I heard my new last name. "I like that." "Me too," he whispered and kissed my lips. "What will we tell our children without setting a bad example?" "I'll tell them that I saw their mum and fell in love. So madly that we married shortly after." "You fell in love?" Was that true or just storytelling? "How could you not love a doctor who sacrifices so much to save other people? A woman who loves adventures? Who has crazy ideas?" "Nobody has ever said such nice things to me." "I can't believe that." "But it's the truth," I mumbled with tears in my eyes. "Then you should make new friends. I think Phoenix is nice. I don't really know her but I think the two of you would be great friends." "Gosh, you're so cute," I whispered and smashed my lips on his. His arms wrapped around my lower back and I reached with my hands for his glasses. I felt that he was hesitating, but I continued. I put the glasses off his nose and placed them next to my phone. "And there I was thinking you couldn't get any cuter." "T-Thanks." I started to open the buttons of his shirt. After he pulled off the white t-shirt, I was staring at his abs. "Wow. Just wow." "You don't become a naval aviator by just reading some books." "I never thought about that. Those glasses with your face just made you look... more cuddly." "Did you just call me fat?" He acted hurt. "No. There's a difference between cuddly and fat." "Are you disappointed?" I refused to answer. "Oh my god, you are!" "No. It's just... normally, I am not into trained guys. Are you one of those with their protein shakes and overly healthy food?" "I could die on any mission. Why would I waste my time with living annoyingly healthy when pizza does exist?" I smiled. "Great, then I don't have a problem with you having muscles." "That's good."

His hand wandered under my dess. I felt his soft skin running over my thigh before he pulled the fabric over my head very softly. I was thankful that I chose my lace bra instead of my everyday one. Maybe all of this was destiny. I felt his penis pressing against the fabric of his pants right between my thighs. After him also losing his beige pants, I kissed him again. His fingers were playing with my bra on my back. "You can take it off." "You sure?" I nodded and worked my way down to his neck with my lips. Finally, he snapped it open, and I threw it next to my bed, where all the other stuff was lying already. I earned a small moan from his lips. "Are you sure you wanna do this." I nodded. "And you?" "I've never been this sure of anything else ever before." He lay me down on the bed and sat down in front of my legs. After he took both of our underwear off, he took a moment when he just looked at me. It didn't feel uncomfortable. He wasn't looking at me like I was a meal he was going to devours, but like I was a piece of art. "You are the most beautiful creature I've ever seen." I was blushing. No one ever made me blush before. But Bob did it. I had a few partners before and all of them treated me like an object or a woman without needs. But Bob? He wasn't going for my boobs first. Or my vagina. He was leaning down to my lips again. Like they were saving him from drowning. "Tell me if I do something you don't enjoy, okay?" "I will," I whispered. His penis was touching my vagina, which made me gasp in surprise. It made him giggle. "You sure?" I nodded and then he slipped into me. I moaned and grabbed his back. He slipped all his way in, very slowly, so he wouldn't hurt me. I don't know how Bob did it or what kind of a god he was, but he reached my g point with his first thrust. "God, Bob, this feels so good," I moaned and digged my nails into his flesh. "Yes, it does," he squeezed out the words. He pulled out for a few centimeters before he glided back into me. His lips were pressed to the corner of my mouth when I let out another moan. My whole body was tickling. It might sound stupid since we just started, but I wasn't sure how much longer I could do this. I wasn't like Linda, who opened her legs to any male human who started a conversation with her. A lot of needs were inside of me, which made it even harder to resist the orgasm. "God, I'm close," I whispered after Bob's third thrust. "Me too," he whined. I felt his thick member gliding inside of me once more. This time, it was more sloppy and less careful. But I still liked it. I felt his vein pumping the blood through his body when he reached my g spot once again. My legs were wrapping around his torso to get him deeper. The next thrust made me scream in joy. His precum was filling me. His neck was getting sweaty, and I could smell some of his testosterone. "Oh my god, you feel so good," he whined before coming. His hot liquid was filling me up, which made me moan. His face was pressed into my neck. His right hand was grabbing one of mine from his back and pressed it on his chest. "I love you," he breathed in my ear. That did something to my brain and only seconds later, that electric feeling filled me. My hand from his back wandered to his neck and hugged him tightly. He let me ride out my orgasm and only slowed down when I was a whining mess under him. "That felt so good," he whispered. I wasn't able to say anything and just nodded. "Your cheeks are all puffy," he laughed. "And you are having tears in your eyes."

He rolled his body off of mine. I was about to play with his hair but stopped when I noticed something red on my nails. "Bob, did I hurt you?" I asked, alarmed. "No, you didn't, honey." "Bobby, turn around." He sighed and turned on his belly. Yes, I did hurt him. There were bloody prints of my nails on his back. "Oh my god, I will get something to clean it." "No, you don't have-" I was already in the bathroom.

He hissed when I put some sanitizer on it. "I am very sorry." "Don't be. And now come back to bed." "Should I get us some water first?" I asked. "No, don't worry. I just wanna cuddle." I laughed and lay down next to him. "You know? I am very excited what our future might bring us." "Me too, Bobby, me too."

[can-u-not-14]

YALL READ THIS

LW: If you had to write a State-of-the-Union-address-style speech about popular music, what would your main points be? Ray: Oh boy. Do it Frankie. Matt: Kill it! Mikey: I mean, there's nothin wrong with pop music. It's all the songs that everyone listens to when nobody's around, you know? Everybody loves that shit, so if you say you don't like it, you're fuckin lying. Everyone loves the new Justin Timberlake song and if you don't you're probably lying. Frank: I'm sick and fucking tired of people not writing their own goddam songs and getting on the radio and pretending like they're…like they know what's up. And, like, I'm tired of all that. I'm tired of bands that totally suck and kids buyin their t-shirts and being like, "Oh, this is what punk is" or "This is what hardcore is". And all these people don't know or care what it's all about or anything like that and I'm really psyched for real music and honest music to come out. Like Thursday. Bands like The Ghost, Sleep Station, Midtown, AFI. Bands that mean it, that have been there, that kids don't even know about and all these bands like Good Charlotte and Sum 41 and all these fuckin shit pop bands out there are influenced by these bands and rip them off. Matt: Or their writers rip them off. Frank: And no one fucking cares. I dunno, I'm really waiting for all this shit to be destroyed and that's one of my goals too. To get up there and if I get 10 kids to not buy Sum 41 cds and actually get into real music, like buy a Refused cd, please. If I can do that, then I'll feel like I've done something. And that's the way I feel about that! LW: Feel better? Frank: Little bit. Yeah. LW: Is there anything else we didn't touch on that you wanna share? Frank: Yes! Support indie scenes, support your local scene, support local bands! Put on a show. Do something. Write a letter to your fuckin asshole president who is bombing innocentp eople for no reason. Just make a difference. Cause one person can do something. If you just sit back and pretend, like, you know, like, "Oh it's not my problem" or "I can'd do anything about it", you're just adding to the bullshit. And don't talk shit about things you don't know about, like, bands like Thursday and Midtown and bands that are comin out that worked their asses off to get stuff. People call them sellouts because they got success. There's a fine line between selling out and success. Don't you think it'd be better to hear Thursday on the radio than Creed? Seriously. This is our scene, all of ours, support it! Don't fuck up venues. Don't be an asshole. It's not punk rock to be an asshole. And another thing. If you go to shows just to kick somebody's ass, you're stupid, you're a jock and you're fuckin ruining everything. I got into punk rock because I wasn't accepted anywhere else and it was a place where everyone was accepted for who they were and what they wanted to be and to go there and make that a scene thats scary for kids to come to, being elitists about that, just defeats the whole purpose. So don't be an asshole.

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[n0tetak3r]

So we can all agree Ragatha has the highest chance of abstracting right?

Okay now that I got your attention with that total ima go into detail and probably say what others have said but also give my thoughts and speculations because well why not

So with episode 5 being out people have been moving more so into the camp that either Ragatha or Gangle (or the more fun idea of it being Caine) that will abstract which is valid but I don’t think Gangle will due to some reasons that’ll parallel into why I believe Ragatha will (and I’m praying I’m proven wrong and that she doesn’t abstract)

So let’s go into my insane ramblings so in episode 3 kinger says something that we can imagine ties into the main reason one abstracts (other than breaking point) and that’s this

So with this it’s a big point into why I think Ragatha will be the one to abstract since we see in episode 5 that at the end everyone but her goes off into their little groups

• Gangle and Zooble go off to do their own thing

• Kinger goes in same direction probably to do Kinger things

• Then Pomni and Jax go in a different direction to check something out

And where does this leave Ragatha? It leaves her all alone, believing they’re not wanted anywhere, we even see her look between the two groups before sighing looking what can be assumed to be dejected and then going in her own direction away from the two groups

Now this parallels Gangle and why I don’t think they will because we see that they feel wanted at least by Zooble and maybe Pomni as shown by her drawing that they made of what can be seen as who she thinks is her actual friends or at least people who they think actually care about them (image gotten by one of the posts glitch made after episode 4)

Then there’s episode 5 where we see a culmination of this with mostly the softball game but also the stargazing bit and given the stargazing whiles we don’t see the whole thing we do see that once again everyone is in their own groups but Ragatha is the only one who is walking between them all not being formally invited to join them and sit down (only sitting after she approaches kinger about fireflies) just unintentionally not being wanted. Then the softball game this has the most from Pomni dismissing Ragatha finally being negative by telling her to calm down to Ragatha self hatred on not being good enough at her own suggestion (even using the words “I should be better than that) which is most likely instilled from her mother. Then there’s when she finally got the chance to have another go it ended before she could even do anything and when she saw if Pomni was watching they were focused on talking to Jax

There’s also the fun thing that Ragathas’ evil clone is the only one we actually see die/melt and before you say yes I know Jax attacked his clone but we never actually saw the clone die it just cut

So with all of this stuff compiled it makes me think that in either episode 6 or 7 we may see Ragatha either abstract or get dangerously close to abstracting (that’s if there’s a way to stop it if caught early)

But yes anyway that like majority of my thoughts on this and why I think it may (unfortunately) be Ragatha who might abstract and I am happy to be proven wrong

Also sorry if my formatting isn’t the best, I always struggle with this stuff like putting thoughts into coherent words

[lilacprincess7]

Hey heeeey! How are you doing? Love your blog btw ;) Could you perhaps do a Pau x reader? Something where Pau and reader are hosting a dinner at his players and invite the other players like Gavi, Pedri and Co. The other players bring stuff to not come empty-handed (I could imagine Gavi bringing store-bought cookies but having taken them out of the package so it’s not too obvious xD) The reader does most of the cooking and is midly stressed because they want everything to be perfect. Pau helps as good as he can.

Thanks in advance!

Team Dinner anxiety

summary: what the req said

a/n: I saw the 'guess who' video and think he is so cute. I love how him and Hector are so close

You were shaking. Like literally shaking. You and Pau had agreed to host the team dinner of the month and it had you quite anxious. Scratch that. Personally, you looked like a fish out of water. What even were you going to cook? How many dishes should you cook?

Since the season was still going strong you had the problem of everything also being diet appropriate so the guys could actually eat. The next problem was that there were vegeterians and vegans on the invite list. So obviously you needed to cook a little bit of everything.

That preperetion certainly needed more than a pair of hands. Who better to drag into this mess than your boyfriend? Frankly, he already knew you were stressed about and was going to offer his help anyway. You just managed to ask him before he asked you.

So here you were, talking about it in the comfort of your couch. You were currently sat on his lap, his big arms encircling your waist, his hands grasping opposite hips, big green eyes looking up and meeting your own gaze with his chin against your chest.

"Baby, you are distracting me, stop it"

"Why? I literally didn't even move!"

"I know! But I'm freaking out and I need help and you are sitting here so calm and just looking at me like I'm the best think in the world and it makes me blush and feel shy and I can't consentrate with the task at hand!"

"Okay okay, I'll stop looking at you. There. My eyes are closed. But for the record, you are the best thing in the world. You are my entire world hermosa..."

"Guapooo" you said in awe, rolling off of him and on the couch, hiding your face with a nearby blanket.

He was full on smiling with your reaction. It wasn't something uncommon per say, him saying such things and making you blush. It never failed to make you a shy and cute -in his opinion, you disagreed- mess.

"Okay, now I'm pausing for real. Look, in the kitchen I'm a mess. I will blow things up. I can't help at all...but"

"But?"

"I know how to have a barbeque... I can make some steaks, sausages, even some burgers if you want.." he suggested, looking at you with that pair of eyes that had you melting easily.

"That solves so many problems! You are a lifesaver!" you said as you climbed his lap again and kissed him full on the lips.

Now stress gave way to excitment. You would make a couple of salads, possibly put some mushrooms and peppers in the oven as well, that way vegetarians and vegans were covered. The boys would be fine with the meat and you could also throw some fish in the oven, if anyone wasn't in the mood for meat or had some allergy.

The dinner was in two days, so tomorrow you would go shopping with Pau after he got back from training and get everything you need to cook. This was going to be the best team dinner ever and you would make sure of it!

And here you were, in the middle of an isle on the supermarket, trying and failing to reach a bottle of oil from the top self. You were this close to just straight up giving up when Pau made an appearance. “Baby, what’s going on? What are you trying to reach with such a passion?” He asked, chuckling a bit.

“I want to reach that bottle of oil, but it’s too high and I can’t…” you trailed off, pouting

“You can, with a bit of help” he said

With minimal effort, your boyfriend had literally manhandled you and now you found yourself seated on his shoulders, like you weighted as much as a feather. “Now you can reach it hermosa, no?” He teased as he grasped your thigh with one hand, he looked up at you and smiled wide, his eyes lightning up in the process. He had that look of love dancing in his eyes when he looked at you and it always made you feel butterflies.

“Yes, yes stop teasing me…” you trailed off smiling back at him.

You were genuinely so happy with him in your life. A simple look, a gentle touch of his was enough to make you feel better, to make you feel whole even in the most difficult situations. He was everything you could ever need and everything you would ever want. You really hoped and he knew so that he would be the father of your children one day.

Somehow, nothing blew up. That was mostly because this time around Pau was not distracting you and was out in the backyard taking care of the meat he had chosen to cook. You were quite a bit anxious once again because you were making baked mushrooms for the first time on your own and you freaked out.

Like totally panicked. You called your mom to make sure you had the right recipe and then your grandma. They both teased you, saying that Pau has stolen your mind and you had zero braincells left. They also said that you had made this since you were five years old and laughed a bit more. You replied to both of them similarly with something along the lines of 'haha really funny, not that it isn't true...'.

Finally, after you were stack in a kitchen the whole day, your guests started arriving and you were somewhat tense at first. What if anyonw got food poisoning. Another stupid thought since you knew how to cook and Pau always praised you for your talent.

Fortunately, he was there once again to calm you down. He stopped you while you were taking a tray of cheese in the living room as a side for the wine. He got the plate from you and put it down on the kitchen table.

"Amor take a breath" he said quietly

"Why? I'm fine I swea-"

"You are anxious. And I can literally feel your hand shaking so please take a deep breath in for me.." he trailed off, looking at you straight in the eyes pleadingly. If he knew you would be so stressed about it he would have told you to not host it, to cancel it even. You were above everyone else in his heart.

So you did as he told you. He helped you control your breath and guided you for a moment.

"Now, do you feel a bit better?" he asked concerned

"Yeah, thank you amor"

"Anything for my woman" he replied as he kissed your knuckles

He hugged you for a couple of minutes after, mostly wanting to reasure himself that you were okay. He peppered some kisses on your face, one landing on your nose, another on your temple, a third on your cheekbone. He was so affectionate with you that it made you dizzy.

The rest of the evening was perfect. The wags asked you for some of your recipes even. They were quite impressed by your cooking skills and wanted to know more. In the end, it really was the best team dinner ever.

a/n: hope you liked it!!

[fairy-spring]

The new fandom discourse has certainly been, uh… interesting.

“All LU fans are the worst and can’t read! I hate how they dominate the fandom!”

“I hate Zelda fans who say we HAVE to play the games to enjoy fandom! They’re elitist gatekeepers who probably don’t even think BotW’s a real Zelda game!”

There are things about these blorbos that can really only be gleamed from an authentic playthrough, or at the very least watching someone else play it. Screenshots and headcanon and hearsay can only go so far, and it’s a very big reason why a chunk of the fandom (myself included) recommends doing a bit of research.

It’s not elitism, and it’s not gatekeeping. I literally just want y’all to enhance your experience with the fandom by having a greater understanding of the source material.

Engaging with the Zelda fandom solely through LU is, in my eyes, like engaging with Star Trek solely through the newer movies that came out.

Are you able to understand it by itself?

Sure.

Is there a lot of context that’s missing because they’re trying to call back these things that happened in the original series and you don’t understand why everyone cares so much about Khan and these dialogue parallels but something something it happened in the old one so???????

Yeah, it’s gonna be like that, too.

Honestly I can’t even say too much about LU fans not knowing stuff about the games, because I can’t even trust the Zelda fandom IN GENERAL to actually read anything that’s happening in them either.

A good chunk of the fandom honestly takes what “elder authorities” say on it at face value. I don’t think I need to repeat the whole incident I went through last year involving a certain someone and her thesis essay on Twilight Princess full of things that flat-out did not fucking happen.

Yet, hundreds, if not thousands of guests on tumblr have seen that essay, and they take it as the big “holy shit tp was so dark” essay instead of sitting down and actually thinking about the words that were written.

But I digress.

Yeah, LU has dominated most of the fandom. Arguably the reason why we have so many linksmeetau’s is because of how much Linked Universe exploded.

Do I like it?

No.

Do I understand all the LU x Reader stuff I see everywhere or all the fanon that was made just for this AU?

Not even a little.

Does that mean I should dunk on people who do?

Absolutely not!

I of all people am in no position to talk when it comes to weird fandom things. I ship Link with an OC. My literal favorite one is FIRST HERO. Who ain’t even CANON. Everything I have for him is SHIT I MADE UP!!

But ya know what?

I still know how to fucking READ!!!!!

You know what? Fuck it, I’m taking everything back.

I AM gatekeeping!

NOBODY’S allowed to touch the Zelda fandom until they learn some god damn READING COMPREHENSION!!

I’m kidding, of course.

But seriously like. Learn your fandom.

Linked Universe isn’t the source of every headcanon ever, and Linked Universe didn’t kill your grandma, okay?

You don’t have to be freaks like me and my husband, who pore over every in-game and meta detail for the sake of an AU. But I strongly encourage everyone to watch a playthrough of other Zelda games. And if you can play them, that’s even better!

Also like.

The headcanon of ALttP Link and Zelda being siblings doesn’t belong to Linked Universe. That’s a general fandom headcanon.

Just thought I’d clear that up.

[batlcver]

❝Had to be pink.❞

Nodding in agreement, just like all his stuff had to be black. "Oh, but black absorbs heat!!", it's light to be technical, but either way he didn't care. It was his favorite color, he was gonna wear it all he wanted, he was gonna get everything he could in black. Apparently even his puppy, though to be fair even if this puppy was white as snow he'd still pick him, it wasn't about the coat it was about the bond.

Quickly chugging what was left of his drink before tossing it in the trash, now was the time to focus. Dropping the lead's handle to his hand from around his leash, just in case he had to hand the pup off earlier than expected, giving Eros an understanding nod. Same thing he did way back when he came to one with his father, good way to be involved, but not directly.

❝Hopefully they move us along pretty fast since I know what I'm looking for, financing is usually the part that takes forever. If there's someone ahead of you? Pshhhh, have fun sitting there forever. It's pretty early though, let's hope we're in and out.❞

Offering a look of "get ready" as his voice lowers with the hope. Shooting an approaching salesman a smile and a wave, putting on his customer service voice as he says "hey" back. Hopefully he didn't look like a man that was easy to fuck over, he did his research first. It was all in his phone even.

There's a bit of back and forth small talk, a question of petting the puppy even, before the business talk starts. Here's where it really begins. The man gesturing for them to walk and talk, walking them all the way over to where the type he was looking for was parked. It takes him a moment of consideration, looking over ones available, yet nothing struck him yet. Yet.

Listening to the man try and talk up a white one of an earlier year, shaking his head with a frown. Did he look like the kind of guy that wanted a white car? Maybe if it was black he'd consider it more than the year he was looking at. Uttering up a "nah man", before continuing onto the next one. It takes 'til the end of the line once again- what was it with today, and his perfect choices being the last ones he gets to see?- before he spies it.

❝Ah, see that's what I'm talking about.❞ Gesturing with his free hand to the SUV at the end. ❝See what I mean Eros? Now that fits, don't you think?❞

Laughing as he asks. Of course it fit, it was entirely black, down to it's wheels. That's what fit him. Was it possibly stupid of him to get a brand new, current year, SUV? Maybe? Possibly if you were like super into cars and knew more than him about it. But, like, when was the last time he got to have something brand new? Even his phone was always an older model.

Getting a good look over it, he already knows. It's set in his bones, this is what he was going to get. Turning his attention back to the salesman with a certain tone in his voice, this was it. This was the one he would test drive first, but even without that he knew it was it. Anything was going to be ten hundred times better than his current car, but you always have to test it. Or at least that's what his father always said.

Giving the salesman a thumbs up as he goes to fetch the keys. Taking a moment to circle around the thing, damn it really was all black. Giving Eros a wide-eyed look as they waited around, it kinda didn't feel real just yet, it would when he got in that financing room that's for sure. Shifting his weight as he fiddled with the lead, the sound of keys getting his attention again. Eyes lifting off the puppy as he shifts to hand him over to Eros.

❝Hold him for a few?❞

     “ I have t' grab things f'er Daddy constantly and he used t' forget b'fore th' register so. ”

     A shrug as the smaller pulls his sandwich out of the bag and tosses it into the trashcan that's near them. The sandwich hanging out of his mouth as he gives a shrug before grabbing it.

     “ ‘m a college student livin’ on god knows what sometimes, ‘m stomach’s had worse. ”

     He follows behind the other and gets back into the car with a hum. Sunglasses brought down from his hair finally to help with the fact that they're driving towards the sun. Look for shade, but don't worry about it too much. Not like he'd thought too much on it before hand. Not like it mattered since they were going to be inside, like he'd said.

     It takes a bit before they get to the dealership. Gives him time to eat his sandwich even if properly driving usually takes both hands. And he has to hand his drink to Mason to open before he can actually enjoy it. And then he's more or less chugging it since it won't be cold for long. There isn't a lot of shade, but he finds something on the lot that's just shy of a couple trees and puts down a nice dappling of light. Which then means he can wait for Mason to let him out.

     And once that's done, he's stretching out and tossing the empty coffee bottle into another nearby bin. That's what they have those outside for, right?

     “ This place s'pretty nice at least. I've never been inside a dealership so… I mean – I gave Daddy th' money and he wanted t' take care of it cuz he didn't want me gettin' scammed or whatever. So I gave him th' budget, he took it t' th' place with me, then he came out and boom a nice li'l moped. Very cute, very pink. Had t' be pink or I was gonna die. ”

     A small nod before he's going back to petting and bothering the puppy with little hums and coos. He's just so fluffy! So sweet!

     “ Oh – um – I dunno a lot about this, though, so… ‘m jus’ gonna follow you, I guess. ”

[mercymaker]

bruv comparison is truly the mind killer like damn...

[depresseddepot]

started planning out an actual real budget to see what sort of housing I could afford if I lived alone and it is. not great !

[threegoldfish]

Still a bit sheepish upon Marc calling him out like that - bringing up the dessert - Steven... huffs, then forces a feigned pout onto his features as he glances over at his partner, taking in the sight of him sitting there in his own seat, the little world created by the reflection of Steven's surroundings. He's briefly distracted by the fact that Marc just looks so good like this - all nonchalant, alive, breathing - but Steven manages to swallow after a while, scrunches up his nose, then makes sure that said pout appears on his lips once again when that dark gaze falls back to his phone.

"It was a salad, yes! You know, the thing that's made of lettuce and other vegetables?" A roll of his eyes, and even though Steven acts mildly annoyed by Marc's previously spoken words, he's actually feeling a lot more playful about the whole thing - he's sure that his lover will get it, the banter between them. "---The vegan chicken nuggets are definitely cancelled out by the amount of cucumber they cut into the damn thing! Tomatoes as well! And corn, lots of corn. Beans! ---All of that definitely cancelled out the ice cream too, y'know? Besides, I only ate a bit of ice cream. Just had a spoonful or two..."

...Well, actually, Steven ate almost the whole tub of said vegan ice cream, but uh, that... that's a detail that doesn't matter much, not at this moment!

He inhales, exhales, and glances over at Marc once more while trying to be subtle and sneaky about it; He isn't, not at all, but hey, he's trying---!

---And when the other does give in - allows for takeaway to be consumed once more - his gaze immediately brightens, followed by that pout disappearing, a wide smile stretching across full lips, accompanied by a wiggle on his seat; A happy giggle, a couple of nods, another look at Marc with those eyes as bright as the sun could possibly shine from the sky, honestly.

Yeah, Steven truly loves it a bit too much to eat out...

"Cooking really sounds like a hassle!" Agreement, enthusiastically so. "It would mean we have to go and buy groceries, and it's already pretty late, and I'm quite tired from my day at work, and--- all of that! I think we should get something from Lola's, what do you think?"

Lola's, the food stall that serves vegan wraps, kebaps and all the sinful stuff that's made of thousands of calories. But it's so, so delicious...!

If they had been anywhere else more private, Marc would have let the moment continue on. God, he would have sat there like that all night and just imaged what it might feel like to have Steven that close. To be able to feel the other man's hands on him, warm and persistent and gentle. Maybe imagine what it might be like to return the touch in kind. Yeah. . . yeah, Marc could have stayed like that for hours if they were home. Wished they had a mirror big enough, not in such odd positions in the house. Wished that wouldn't be an odd thing to ask for. . . The moment was broken then, though. They had to move on with their life as they sat around in public. God forbid someone think Steven odd for getting a little too friendly with his own reflection, thanks to what other people saw instead of what was their reality. "Because it was a salad. You really pulling that when you even got dessert?" Marc snorted softly, shook his head like he really couldn't believe his partner at the moment. Steven really did prefer to eat out a little bit too much, in Marc's opinion. . . but as for tonight he might have a point. The weather was awful and cooking didn't sound very fun. Not to mention they might need a grocery run before they could even come up with something good to make at home. So Marc ended up sighing. Looking away as well, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning in the reflection of the bus seat he also sat on. "But I guess. . . y'got a point. Weather is shit and cooking sounds like a hassle." Because who was he if not a man who gave in to Steven so, so easily.

[mosaic-of-light]

Good thing #10: Someone I know bought me a coffee today :)

[orangeearlgrey]

Lost my original post of this from the other day but I genuinely don't understand how Black Butler discourse ever shifted into the does Sebastian ~really~ like Ciel or is Ciel just dinner line of conversation that is pervasive as it is because Sebastian is the one that has absorbed his whole existence into Ciel's. Sebastian's face is what Ciel wants Sebastian's whole purpose is doing things for Ciel Sebastian's every hell of a butler yes my lord speech is about how he's Ciel's and Ciel is the one going around saying shit like whatever Sebastian is just my pawn 💅