motherearthlovesus · 22 days ago
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using toxic!theo to get over toxic!theo (18+)
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ft. pansy | warnings: cheating
"oh god, don't look" your best friend pansy grabbed the top of your arm, quickly pulling you to the side of the room as soon as you stepped into the party
"what pans?" you said looking over your shoulder sounding annoyed "after what happened with theo, i deserved a proper entrance, do you know how much this dress cost-"
"yes yes of course babes, i just didn't want everyone to see the look on your face when you saw that" you turned to see your brand new ex laughing with her. she hung off of his arm, clinging to his every word like it was a matter of life or death.
"her?" you spat. "why her?"
"because he knew it would get to you" pansy always seemed to have an answer. "he knew this was the only thing that would get to you".
you knew she was right, you knew he was doing this to get a rise out of you. you held one of pansy's hands, closed your eyes, took a deep breath and tried to remember who you were. you were not someone to flip their shit over a petty little game like this.
"let's go get a drink" trying to sound as carefree as you did the moment before you walked into the party
"thats my girl" replied pansy, leading you towards the open bar still holding your hand.
"oh god, don't look" pansy slurred in between burps.
"what now" your laugh echoed through out the party. the smile plastering your face quickly faded as you turned to see theo storming towards you.
"we need to talk," he said, his voice low, almost demanding.
"she's busy at the moment" pansy cut in before you could open your mouth.
you gave pansy a grateful look. "it's fine, pans," you said calmly as you set your drink down. your eyes met theo's, and you could see the frustration simmering beneath the surface. he hated when things didn't go his way, and you always found it amusing to take advantage of that.
gracefully, you stood up and brushed passed him, your vanilla scented perfume floated behind you as you went. you felt his eyes on you as you strolled away from him, and towards the outside hall. the party faded to a soft thumping as the cool air hit you, a stark contrast to the heat of that room. moments later, you heard the unmistakable sound of his footsteps behind you. you didn’t stop walking, not yet. you let him come to you.
"why are you acting like this?" he asked calling after you, his voice sullen and frustrated.
you scoffed, rolling your eyes as you crossed your arms. “like what?” you shot back. your pulse quickened making your heartbeat spread to every corner of your body.
theo took a step closer. “like you don’t care,” he retorted, his voice rising. “like none of this matters to you.”
you almost literally screeched to a halt. you took a deep breath, and slowly turned around. “hold on, you think I don’t care just because i refuse to play your little game?”
theo smirked, stepping closer, he eyed the thin straps of your dress. “you know what?i think you care a lot more than you’re letting on,” he said, his voice low and teasing. “if i didn't get under your skin, why are you here with me?" he reached for the strap of your dress, gently brushing his thumb and middle finger along it, slightly lifting it away from your chest. how could you not come up with something to say? you knew you weren't as good as pansy, but this should have been easy. as he toyed with the strap of your dress, he leaned in slightly, his breath warm against your ear.
"you look so beautiful tonight cara mia" he looked down at you with those dark sleepy eyes that had gotten you in this mess in the first place. "you're mine, she means absolutely nothing to me." theo grabbed both of your hips and pushed you back to the nearest wall, his eyes still bearing into your soul. his lips grazed against your neck and you let out a soft moan. "careful, you wouldn't want me to fuck you right here, would you?" you open your mouth to respond but his tongue filled it before you could get a word out. he lifted your leg wrapping it around his waist, your dress fell up your thighs. the cold air covered your newly exposed skin in goosebumps. theo's hand wandered down to the only warm part of your body left. a gasp escaped at the contrast between his cold fingers and your warm pussy. his mouth filled with your moans as his fingers pumped in and out of you. he pulled back from the kiss to take the straps of your dress off your shoulders, causing one of your nipples to quickly harden against the cold night air. he dipped his head down and used his tongue to play with your nipple while he found your clit with his thumb. the motion of his fingers speeding up inside of you, the circles he was drawing on your clit and the combination of his tongue and the night air on your nipple, it sent you tumbling over the edge. the waves of pleasure that came crashing over you were so strong that you forgot to keep a limit on how loud you should be.
"maybe we should take this back to my dorm" theo smirked sucking the mess off his fingers.
"no, i think we are done here". elegantly, you fixed your dress up and began to walk away. theo stood there for a moment, blank with confusion. you made it halfway back to the party before theo caught up with you. this time you interrupted him before he could speak, "im might be able to use you for your fingers and mouth but you won't be getting my heart ever. again." theo stood there staring at you for what felt like an eternity, when the door to the party opened and she came out.
she sashayed her way over to theo and stuck her arm through his. their arms looked like two angles jutting out in all the wrong ways. theo's human magnet sneered at you "oh, girl, ur hair is a bird's nest, maybe you should go, like, fix that up?"
"you're so right, girl, you know how rough theo can be" you shot back, forcing every ounce of casualness you had left in your body.
her mouth dropped to the floor, immediately screaming at theo for the apparent injustice.
you couldn't help but smile to yourself as you looked back, opening the door. theo was standing there with a finger pointed in his face, looking for someone, anyone, to help. his eye caught yours and gave you a look that could make any girl melt. but pansy was waiting, and she was far more important.
besides he would probably be on your doorstep the next morning
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self insert mean girl, personally i chose my new ex bsf
omg idk if i like this ive stared at it too long. sorry its so long, also this is the smuttiest thing ive ever posted (its not even that smutty lol), i feel like more people will end up seeing it so i wanted to try. feedback and reblogs are super appreciated & requests r open as usual <3
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gredandforgeweatherby · 6 months ago
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A Shared Joint
Theo Nott x reader
Warnings: mentions of alcohol, weed consumption, swearing, making out, brooding?reader (it’ll make sense), Google translated Italian
A/N: Italian!Theo always‼️(accent🤩) ((this man is so hot)), not specified what house you are in.
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The Slytherin common room was packed to the brim, mostly with slytherin and ravenclaws, though you could spot some Hufflepuffs and the occasion Gryffindor. The lights were low, music blaring through the speakers as students danced, drank, and talked all around you. Every corner of the room seemed to have a couple making out and groping each other, and smoke from cigarettes and joints hung low in the air.
You didn’t want to be at this party. You would’ve much preferred drinking with your friends in one of your dorms as you normally would. Instead your best friend wanted to come to slytherin’s party that night, and you didn’t want her to go alone. So that’s how you found yourself where you were now; sat on the large couch in the center or the room, one arm propped on the arm of the couch, your head resting upon it with an uninterested look etched on your face.
You watched as your friend danced with some kid in your year, both clearly intoxicated. You had taken a couple of shots and had currently been nursing a drink for the last hour and were entirely too sober for this. The room was hot, the amount of people only exasperating that, the pounding in your head had begun to match the pounding of the music, and you were tired. You wanted to leave, but you knew your friend didn’t. She was having the time of her life dancing with… Berkshire? You weren’t sure. All you know was that she had a smile on her face, so you were more than willing to wait out this boring party for her.
It was only a few minutes later, though it felt like another hour had passed, when you felt the couch dip next to you. Your curiosity getting the better of you, you turn your head to the side to be met with Theodore Nott’s profile. He was staring ahead, his eyes low and his mouth straight as usual. He held a drink in one of his hands, and as he leaned his head on the back of the couch, you spotted a joint resting behind his ear. He was dressed as he always was: smart pants paired with a (probably) expensive button up, the first few buttons undone.
You turned your attention back in front of you, your gaze searching for your friend. She was still dancing with the same kid, though now with considerably more groping and tension. At least one of us is enjoying ourselves, you thought. Surveying the room, it seemed the only two people not on their feet were you and Nott, which made you feel a bit out of place. You weren’t able to linger on that feeling for long though.
“At least I know I’m not the only one who’d rather be anywhere else.” Theo broke the silence between you two. His accent made it a bit harder to understand him under the loud music, but you surpassingly managed.
You turned your head to your right, making eye contact as his head was already tilted toward you. You had to admit, Theodore Nott was attractive. More than that, he was hot. His eyes bore into yours, his stare making you feel as if he seeing straight into your soul.
Breaking eye contact, you huffed out a chuckle.
“I’m only here because my friend wanted to come.”
“Ah,” a half smile-half smirk crossed his face, “being a good friend and not leaving her to come on her own I assume?”
You nodded in response.
He turned his head back straight, breathing out a barely audible sigh.
“Only here ‘cause it’s your common room I assume? Can’t really escape these idiots can you?” You turned back to him to once again be met with the side of his face. He didn’t respond right away, which made you think he was ignoring you, before he sighed.
“My friends like to throw these parties. I find it fucking annoying to have to clean up after everyone the next morning. Too much work sai?”
You nodded. “Thats understandable. Merlin knows I wouldn’t want to do that shit.”
Theo chuckled. “That’s exactly what I’m saying bella.”
You raised your eyebrows in response and turned back towards the crowd. Out of your peripheral vision you could see Theo reach behind his ear for the joint. He rolled it in between his fingers for a few seconds before standing. He walked a bit, before stopping a step or two past the arm of the couch and turns his body towards you.
“Would you like to join?”
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Theo guided you out of the common room up a set of stairs out of the dungeons. The two of you were currently at one of the open windows of the castle, you sitting on the ledge and Theo leaning against it. He pulled a lighter from his pocket before handing you the joint.
“Ladies first of course.” He stated, that half smile-half smirk from earlier making another appearance. You huffed out a laugh and took the joint from his fingers, setting it between your lips, as he lit it for you.
You and Theo passed the joint between the two of you in a comfortable silence. For not having too much interaction with him all these years, it wasn’t awkward like one would have thought. This silence that lingered allowed you to observe Theo when he wasn’t paying attention. You had already admitted to yourself he was hot, everyone knew that, but you have never really seen that for yourself. Now, with a nice high, you were finally seeing for yourself that Theodore Nott was hot. Really hot. He took another hit off the joint before looking back to you, luckily giving you enough time to make it seem like you hadn’t been staring.
Theo offered you the joint and you took it, directing your glance upward as you rest your head against the wall, zoning out a bit. While you weren’t paying attention, he took it as a chance to do the same you have been doing seconds prior, unbeknownst to you. He had always thought you were attractive, he had seen you throughout all your years here. Seeing you tonight by yourself looking like you’d rather die than be at that party gave him the perfect opportunity to actually talk to you. He didn’t necessarily fancy you, you were someone who caught his eye several times, but he could definitely see that changing.
You finally zoned back in and could feel Theo’s eyes on you.
“You’re staring.”
He only breathed a small chuckle. “Am I?”
You locked eyes with him. “Yes.”
Theo kept your eye contact, not seeming embarrassed he was caught staring. Pushing off his arms that were on the ledge of the window, he turned his body to face you.
“What a shame,” his gaze flitted downward before meeting your eyes again. “una bella ragazza mi ha sorpreso a fissarlo.”
Though you weren’t quite sure what he said, you had to admit it was hot when he spoke in Italian. With his gaze still meeting yours, he moved again, this time shifting between your legs. Unconsciously, you opened them a bit wider for him. His hand ghosted over your thigh, a feather light touch almost sending shivers down your spine.
“You shouldn’t stare. It is rude after all.” You replied lamely after realizing you hadn’t responded yet. One side of his mouth tilts up in a half smile.
“Scusa.” He muttered, rolling his lips in to wet them. “Didn’t mean to be rude.” He moved his hand up a bit further, making sure you were still okay with the contact.
“If staring at you is rude would kissing you be rude too?” He asked, his eyes boring into your own.
Instead of responding verbally, you moved to put one of your hands on his face, and leaning in to kiss him.
He responded immediately, kissing you back with fervor. The hand on your thigh moved up even further while his other went to your jaw. You moved your other hand through his hair, lightly tugging on the roots. Theo released a light moan in response, his mouth opening enough for your tongue to slip inside. You scooted closer to him, most of your body hanging off the ledge of the window. Theo moved his hand up under your dress as his hand on your jaw pulled you closer. The two of you were breathing heavy, the kiss igniting a hunger for the other neither of you realized you had. The two of you continued to kiss until a distant bang caught your attention. Jumping away from him, you realized the bang came from the dungeons, and that someone had come out of the common room. Theo tired to chase your lips, using the hand on your jaw to try and pull you back to him when you heard someone quietly call your name.
“Shit,” you sighed. The only person at the party that would’ve been looking for you was your best friend, you could tell it was her the closer she got to you and Theo.
Theo lowered his hand from your jaw, letting it fall to your waist before moving away so you could get down.
“I guess you have to go.” He asked, though they way he said it made it seem like a statement.
“If she’s looking for me it probably means she’s ready to go, so.”
You finally got off the window ledge, Theo’s hands on your waist as you did. Before going back down to the dungeon, you turned to him. One hand on the back of his neck, you drew him into a quick kiss.
“We should continue tho sometime.” You mumbled against his lips.
“Anytime you want.” He nodded.
You gave him a small smile before slipping your hand off your next and bidding him goodbye.
“Ciao bella.” He called to you before you were out of earshot.
You turned back around, winking at him before disappearing down the stairs.
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I’m thinking of making a smutty part 2, so let me know if you would like that. Enjoy xx!
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tsumuus · 3 months ago
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crushing on you | captains
a/n short headcanons on if the haikyuu captains had a crush on you. not proofread.
characters tetsuro kuroo, daichi sawamura, wakatoshi ushijima, shinsuke kita
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tetsuro kuroo
you two have been friends since the beginning or high school
he noticied his feelings for you after a bout a year
realizing how much he enjoyed your company and how his heart skipped a beat when you were near
he gets more flirty
making playful comments and constantly teasing you
the way you react confirms his suspicions as to whether you like him back
still takes him a while to put two and two together
you often visit him during practice
but only because he practically begs you to come watch and support him
he does it so he has an excuse to spend time together
he'd try to impress you with his skills
often looking to see if you were watching
becomes more protective than he already is
invites you to his games aswell
makes sure you have a good seat so he can see you cheering him on from the stands
keeps his feelings to himself for a few months
unsure of how to proceed with putting your friendship at risk
he asks kenma for advice
he seems disinterested
but kenma knows you too and thinks the two of you couldn;t e anymore perfect for each other
and encourages kuroo to just take a chance
daichi sawamura
you and daichi have been friends since middle school
bonding during group projects
you two always seemed to end up be paired together
he realized his feelings much later
probably around second year of high school
he noticed how much he relied on your support and how his heart always seemed to flutter at your smile
he's protective ash
he becomes moe playful the closer you two get
he loves telling jokes he knows will make you smile
very attentive to all your needs
tired? he'll take notes for you so you could sleep during class
bored? he'll tell you funny stories about tanaka and nishinoya embarrassing themselves until you don't seem as bored
anything like that
keeps his feelings to himslef for a while
he confides in sugawara who teases him for waiting so long to do anything about his feelings
which leaves him a blushing mess
encourages him that theres nothing to worry about and to just go for it
wakatoshi ushijima
you and ushijima became friends at the start of high school
he just loved how determined and hard working you are
took him a long time to realize his feelings
hes a little dense, not stuopid, and thats okay
he just finally seemed to realized why he felt so different whenever you were around and how much he appreciated your company
he might not notice it but he becomes a tiny bit more reserved and quiet after
observing you from a distance and lowk getting a little flustered whenever youre around
so so so protective
like hes afraid to get too close to you but also doesn't want anyone else to get near you either
you guys have a similar schedule, just switch volleyball for wtv club your interested in, so you two walk from place to place together everyday
he'll send you pictures of little things that remind him of you
not realizing how initimate it usually is
i don't think he keeps it to himself for a while
i think after he figures it out himself he would bring it up with tendo and semi rather sooner than later
the two of them quick to offer any help to confess to you
they think youre the sweetest and a perfect fit for their captain
shinsuke kita
you two have been friends since elementary school
growing up in the same rural area and attending all the same schools
he probably didn't realize his feelings for you until like second or third year of high school
since you often came to games and practices to show your support
it took a lot of teasing from his juniors to finally realize
he's always been attentive and protective
but it reaches a whole new level since he realized his feelings
lowkey becomes more playful
matches your playful personality
which lowk confuses you because he's never acted like this before you think theres something off about him
but he's just nervous
sure he's had crushes before
but your his longest friend, theres something different about this situation than all the rest
he's always checking in on you
asking to spend more time than usual
he feels as if he should keep his feelings in
not wanting to ruin what the two of you have
also because graduation is coming up and he still wants to see you after
doesn't want to ruin the whole friendship if you happened to not feel the same
but his team sees how good you two are for each other and encourages him to take a leap of faith before he even has a chance to ask for their advice
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lizpottersworld · 3 months ago
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. ۫ ꣑ৎ . JUST NOT HOME. even though you and remus aren’t together anymore, your heart aches for him and to feel his love and care again. even your friends are worried, and even they’re acting off. (remus lupin x reader)
play my tears ricochet for the effect if your feeling special and like crying
it was a shock. the breakup. you didn’t even think separating with remus could be so brutal, well truthly you hadn’t imagined it at all. he was it for you, and you thought he thought the same. honestly, he probably did. yet, the way it ended left your heart broken beyond repair. three years thrown away.
not even your guys closet friends saw it coming, they had always looked up to your guys relationship. the high school sweethearts who loved each other like their was nothing else to savour in the world but the being of each other.
even though you hadn’t heard from remus recently, by your friends worry and anxiety for your being you could tell he was probably doing way better than you. to put it nicely, you looked like hell. all the healthy habits you had built over time thrown away, because he helped you get to that point. and now he was gone, what was the point of carrying on?
he was your home. your belonging. your soulmate. the reason you had carried on all these years. where was the loving and tender boyfriend you had loved those years back? where was he when he called it off with no explanation, leaving you crying in your shared apartment?
there was so many questions you wanted to ask, but nothing could soothe the pain you were feeling.
“y/n/n, please just if you need help just call us, any of us.” marlene pleaded on the phone, doing her daily check in with you. it was unusual hearing marlene so panicked and worried, she was all sunshine and parties really.
“i promise, i’ll be fine.” you sighed, the roughness to your voice not supporting your answer. of course you weren’t, you had cried about it non stop.
“okay well, i have to—“ she started, being cut off by the abrupt sound of pure laughter in the background. your breathing naturally startled, it was his laughter. not just anyones. his.
“marlene, is that—“ your voice croaked involuntarily, you knew all your friends had been hanging out with remus recently you just weren’t aware it was a happy kind of hangout. you always assumed it meant they were individually checking up on him. how was he so happy? it had only been a week?
“yes, i’m sorry y/n/n, we’re all just hanging at james tonight, it was only to make him feel better i didn’t—“ she rushed to explain again, surely the others had picked up on the words and all paused and hushed.
“he seems perfectly fine, marlene! meanwhile I haven’t seen any of you, calls are fine but how does he get the normal invitations to hang out? am i just not apart of the group anymore?” you scoffed, tears streaming down your face in anger and the ache of your heart.
“of course you are, its just— he was our friend first and—“ she pleaded with you, only making it worse for herself. your heart pained at her words, a pathetic whine sounded through the phone from you.
“thats always how its going to be it seems. no matter what I’ve done and do for you guys, because your my best-friends. but you know its all good because you met him a year before me so it makes perfect sense.” you managed to say through the sobs you let out. “i think i’m done with being the second choice in this friendship. you shouldn’t have to choose. i’m done mourning my— the relationship i had with remus just as i’m done with all your bullshit. i hope they all can hear me.” you seethed through your teeth, incredibly hurt, and then you hung up.
that same day you booked a flight, away from london, away from the place you only felt sad in. a week later, you moved out your flat and used the money to go to the uni you always wished you could go to. ‘that was always too far for long distance’
and that year, you started your new life, made new friends and had become close with your roommates. hours away from london, now living in Edinburgh. occasionally, your old friends tried to reach out to you but you ignored them. all until you received a message from him.
lover💓 hey. been a while, no ones heard from you, just wondering if your okay and well. i miss you. we all do.
and just like that. your heart ached again, and you found yourself immediately sending a reply. no matter when, no matter where in the world. you would always have that weak spot for him.
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lit3rallyll0yd · 1 year ago
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๋࣭ ⭑ bad period cramps. bsd x reader
gender: gender neutral
type: headcanons
characters: poe, ranpo, dazai, chuuya, atsushi, and akutagawa
warnings: unedited writing, cursing, ooc characters(?), misspelt words :(
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๋࣭ ⭑ edgar allen poe 🖋
"oh, dear..." he whispered to himself.
there you were. clutching your stomach tight, your head thrown back on the large sofa cushions.
you were silenty sitting their, suffering. there were some fresh and dry tears falling down your face.
he watched your from afar, watching you taking deep breaths in and out.
he saw pills on the drawer and a un-plugged heating pad that has fallen of you stomach, he assumed you were using it from your stomach.
"y/n..dear?" he called out, your head turning toward him. he locked eyes with your glossy ones has he walked toward you from the door.
when he reached you and knealt down close to your head, karl jumped off his shoulder and jumped onto the arm of the couch and huddled in on himself.
before he could reach his hand over and rub your stomach, you grabbed his hand and placed it on your stomach.
he smiled softly and started to rub, "you told me you were fine..." he sighed sadly, his cheek leaning against the arm of the couch that your head pillow was resting on.
you whined at the pain again before smiling softly, "i'm sorry, dear...:
"do you need anything?" he asked, looking up at you as he waited for a response.
you shake your head, "you're all i need right now.."
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๋࣭ ⭑ ranpo edogawa 🔍
"it hurts!"
"i know.."
"it's hurts so damn much!"
"i could only imagine..:
"ranpo!" you whined, leaning your head against the work desk you at in. ranpo was sitting on the table across from yours, you and him the only ones in the room.
it was only hour 3 of your full day shift at the agency and you already want to bury yourself six feet under.
the detective eyed you, sucking on his lolipop.
he squints his eyes, watching you clutch your stomach tight and moving side to side slowly.
"then why did you come to work today?" he asked, the lolipop still in his mouth.
you sighed, leaning your head up and rested it on your palm.
"because kunikida will literally have my head if i'm not in...but i don't want to tell him about my period cramps because their embbarssing!"
and your head was back on the desk.
ranpo dug a hand into his pockets on his pants pulled out another sucker. he hoped off the table with a 'hmft!' and waltzed toward your suffering body and tapped your head with the lolipop.
you looked up from the desk, "it always helps me when i'm in pain." he winked, handing it to you and circled around you.
before you could say anything, you felt him lift the chair up and pratically knock you off.
"ah! ranpo-?"
he shuts your mouth with his own sucker and smiled, "you go home and relax, i'll let kunikida know you left early."
"but..i can't just.."
"yup! yes you can, because i said you can! don't worry, i'll talk with kunikida.."
but talk he means just say you left because of period cramps
he kissed your lips and winked, "now go, i got this."
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๋࣭ ⭑ osamu dazai 🩹
"awh~ is my belladonna on their period~?" dazai asked, kneeling down close to your face, which was smushed up against the pillow of your shared bed.
almost pratically making out with it, thats how close you were to it.
you groaned loudly into the pillow hearing your boyfriends words.
he watched you enter the apartment with your bag hugged against your stomach, and small tears dared to fall from the corner of your eyes.
without a word, you stomped into the bedroom and slammed the door. dazai smiled to himself, stirring the tea he held in his hand, hot and ready for you to drink. however...you never even noticed he was here.
that was, until he walked in the room a couple minutes later with two cups of tea for him and you.
he's stands up striaght, walking toward the door to switch off the light. with a click, the room turned dim, the only light was the evening sunlight and the screensaver on the TV that hung high above the ground.
"you do know...a hot bath could help~?" of course, he meant that in a way to calm you down and show you a bright side, however you could'nt help but blush slightly hearing it come out of his mouth like that.
he waited for you to reply, walking back toward you, however you said nothing and just shrugged.
he said nothing as well as he laid in bed with you, however he laid on his back while you lied on your stomach.
"don't put to much pressure on it." he said, talking about your stomach. "it's better to have something soft and light on it..."
he smiled as he watched you slowly turn on your side and cuddle into his side. he followed you, mirroring your actions and grabbed a pillow and gently placed it on your stomach and rubbed the top and back of your head.
sooner or later, you fell asleep...getting a good talking to from kunikida for sleeping in late the next morning.
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๋࣭ ⭑ chuuya nakahara 🍷BESTFUCKINPARTNERPLZ-IWANTHHIM
"does it hurt that bad? chuuya asked softly, rubbing your stomach gently as you laid in between his legs. your back was resting against his chest, feeling his heart beat once, then twice...and so forth.
you whined softly, grabbing his wrists, following his hands as he rubbed your stomach.
he kissed your ear when he saw a tear fall from your eye and down your cheek.
"sshh.." he shushed your, his breath tickling your ear.
"it hurts!" you cried, resting your head on his shoulder. "it hurts fucking hurts.."
"i know..." he whispered, "i know, baby."
over an hour went by with your cramps literally killing you, and in the moment chuuya's been thinking of ways to help.
you've had period cramps before, and chuuya's been there for you when he's not at work or has a break, or as a day off!
he hates seeing you in pain. when your hurt, he's hurt 10x worse.
he leaned forward, you being forced to follow in his actions and watched him pull out a towel from the drawer.
"i can run you a warm bath? relaxing your muscles should help with your cramps." chuuya said, rubbing your stomach once again before kissing your temple.
"can we havce mcdonalds for dinner?" you looked up at him with pouty lips, your knees close to your chest.
he chuckled, "your a sucker for them fries, aren't you?"
he taps your butt, "now, go get changed! i'll get the bath ready."
before he could leave, once he stepped out of bed he kissed your lips real quick.
"i love you.."
"i love you, too..."
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๋࣭ ⭑ atsushi nakajima 🐅
"do you really not need anything else, y/n? a heating pad? food? i can make you some chicken soup? how about more pads? tampons? i have trouble going to the store and grabbing you some-"
"atsushi!" you snapped, cudding closer to him and rubbing his arm as he held you like a baby in his lap.
he shuts up real quick, rubbing your sides and stomach gently to calm the pain.
"sorry...i just-" he sighed, kissing your cheek before talking again, "i hate seeing you in pain..."
you were quiet for a moment, resting your head to his chest near his heart, taking a breath in and out feeling the sharp pain in your abdomen again.
"i know baby, i'm sorry, i know your trying to help.." you whispered, feeling his chin move a little on your head.
atsushi leaned his back against the bedframe of your shared room and apartment.
"can i be honest?" you asked, and your boyfriend hummed in response, his eyes closed as he rubbed your stomach in a circle.
"having you here is much more then i need to feel better..."
you closed your eyes after saying this, your legs tangled up with atsushi's.
he blushed slightly hearing your words, however he smiled and kissed your temple, leaving his lips there for a little bit bfore putting his chin back on your head.
"i'm gald...i love you."
you smiled, eyes still closed, "i love you more.."
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๋࣭ ⭑ akutagawa ryūnosuke 🩸
"i don't know how to hold you..." he spoke nothing but the truth.
he sat criss-cross on your bed while you were lying on his lap, your head basically in between his legs near his thighs.
he had his hands in the air, almost like he was meditating, which made you laugh despite the sudden pain in your stomach.
"just.." you took his hand and placed it on your head, moving it up and down for him.
he froze, feeling a blush creep up to his face but he covered it with his free hand, coughing and looking toward the open window of your apartment.
once you let go of his hand and rested them on your stomach, he rubbed his fingers into your hair and skull.
you smiled happily, melting to his touch.
he was quiet for a moment, listening to the sound of your breathing.
"i'm sorry...i don't know how to help you properly..." he confessed, feeling bad he can't do more for you.
you almost forgot to respond, feeling his other hand rest on your shoulder and gently rub it.
you scruched your shoulder up when he got close to your neck, and pulled away both hands in fear he may have hurt you.
"aku~..." you laughed, leaning up and pushing yourself closer to him, taking his hands and smiled, "you being here to at least try and help me is all i need from you."
he kissed your lips out of embbaressement and leaned his forehead to yours.
"i only wish i could help you more.."
you thought for a moment,
"pay for my takeout, take a bath with me, and you've done everything to help me!"
"anything!"
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lanadelreyscokewhor3 · 2 years ago
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IF YOU’RE TOO SHY (LET ME KNOW)- S.G ROGERS
Pairing:  Uni! Nerd! Steve x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 2.6k
Summary: you’re the new girl at school, and the more steve rogers sees you, the more his crush grows. after a few weeks of texting, a date is set. but he doesn't hook up on the first date, because that's not being a gentleman. right? 
Warnings: SMUT, pure filth, praise kink, slight degradation, daddy kink, spanking, cum play, dry humping, dirty talk, manhandling, petnames, swearing, biting/ marking, size kink, but lots of fluff :))
“maybe i would like you better if you took off your clothes, im not playing with you baby- i think that you should give it a go. she said, maybe i would like you better if you took off your clothes... i wanna see and stop thinking if youre too shy, then let me know”- if youre too shy (let me know), the 1975
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“She's so beautiful Buck. You’ll just love her.” Steve insisted, baby blues all wide and excited, cheeks tinted pink as he ran his hands through his blonde locks, tugging on the strands a bit harder than he’d normally- the butterflies plaguing his muscles. 
He had never felt so in love, and he hadn't even talked to you in person yet. It was a sickness, the love drunk that had occurred, no amount of Advil or water the cure to the hangover. 
Bucky was sick of him. He was sure of it. 
He had blabbed about you for weeks now, seeming to go in a daze as he’d ramble on. Mhmm. Well, just talk to her after class Steve! 
He’d just shake his head. He couldn't just do that! How could he? You were so alluring, a siren calling him out from sea. Steve just couldn't… the courage he had always had seeming to come to a halt. It was abrupt, a deer in headlights as he watched you walk into the lecture hall. 
The new girl. Full of spunk and energy, a bright smile on your face as you looked around the room, meeting his eye. He offered you a small smile, a little wave before you found your place near the front. 
You matched his energy well. So well, he was scared you weren't even real. Her name is Y/N. You want her number or something? His friend Natasha had asked him earlier that month, nudging his shoulder to gather his attention again. Sorry. Yes, please. He was too busy daydreaming about you again, gaze drifting off to the endless rows of books in the old library. 
Steve had been anxious to send the text, his endless pacing back and forth enough to drive Bucky straight up the wall. He had never seen the man so nervous. Especially over a girl. 
Should I do it? What do I say? Is this weird? Shut the fuck up already and send something Rogers you're driving me insane. He had replied, smacking a pillow over his head to tune Steve out. He gathered his wits about him, taking a deep breath before he hit send.
 hey, it’s steve, from tuesdays class. not sure if you remember me, but i’m the blonde who waved lol. i got your number from a friend, hope thats okay:) 
There. He had done it! Now was the waiting. But it didn’t last long, as his phone buzzed in his pocket only a few minutes later. 
hey you! yes yes, i remember. i’m Y/N <3 
I know, he wanted to say. Instead, he acted dumb. Dumb and sweet was the way to your heart he found out later, all the sweet messages and daily photos of each other's day blossomed into something more than just classmates. 
But he still hadn't talked to you in person yet. And he knew you were too shy to say anything first- so it was just a waiting game. Finally, all these days later- he had asked you on a date. 
Nothing major. Nothing fancy. Just coffee, and a walk around the villa. Simple and fun, Bucky had reassured, thankful his best friend had finally made the move. He was blind if he thought you weren't into him. Blind and stupid. 
Bucky walked with him now, bundling his jacket tighter around himself as the slight breeze ruffled his hair. It was a cool evening, but not freezing- a perfect happy medium for the season. 
“I’m sure she is. Since you never seem to shut up about her.” Bucky teased, resulting in a smack across the arm from Steve. 
“I’m serious man. I’m just so anxious about this. What if she actually like.. hates me or something?”
 “Impossible. And if anything goes wrong, I’m just three blocks away.” Bucky shrugged, as Steve’s phone buzzed.
five mins away :)
“She’s almost here.” he sighed, starting to fidget with his rings as Bucky dropped him off at the cafe's doors. He had never felt this tense before a date, which he knew meant he really, really liked you. The countless times he had stalked your social media and hours of sleep he lost due to waiting to hear back from you had proved that. 
So what could possibly go wrong? 
 “Well get a table, talk about the weather- and it’ll be all good from there.”
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“And so I told him no, because like what? That's not just something you do at a gas station?” you laughed, making Steve nearly choke on his coffee. You were so happy to be sitting with the man you had been swooning over for weeks now, heart fluttering the second the two of you locked eyes in the lecture hall. 
He was dreamy, gush-worthy standards. And now here he was, so many days later- sitting in front of you with a cup of coffee in hand. You had examined his choice of drink very carefully, knowing that could reflect on many things. Just as many other little things did, like if he slept with socks on or if he only picked the m&ms out of trail mix. 
Steve had a safe, solid choice- two creams and one sugar. Dark roast. You knew he was a good one.
 “I’m sure. Jesus people are crazy.” he snorted, swirling the little wooden stir stick around in his coffee as he admired you. You felt yourself start to fold in on itself the longer he gazed at you, stare so deep and meaningful you were scared you'd start giggling and kicking your feet right there. 
You wouldn't be surprised if you did. Steve had that effect on you, always making you swoon from across the class, each text he sent making you smile. He had a heart next to his contact name, for god's sake. But there was no way in hell you'd tell him that. At least not on the first date. 
You weren't even sure if he liked you back- as sometimes flirting flew straight over your head. You were funny like that sometimes. But tonight had seemed to have gone well, at least in your mind. The two of you had been talking for hours, getting little pastries and new drinks to try throughout the evening. It was dark out now, the moon high in the sky, shining down on the little vintage cafe with its dozens of tealights and oil lamps. 
You sipped your drink, still hot on the tongue as you met his stare. He smiled. That goddamn, cheeky smile that kept you up at night. One that screamed danger, and mischief and everything you wanted. A thrill, an adventure. Something fun- something your small town refused to offer. 
“Whatta thinking about?” he asked, breaking the easy silence that lingered over the pair of you like a veil. Like you were in your own little bubble, where no one could touch you. 
“Just you. And how you're different.” His eyebrow quirked up. “How so?” 
“ Well you haven't asked me to take off my clothes. Or made any sexual comments. Or said ‘maybe I would like you better if you took off your clothes’, so I like you.” you said, taking another sip of coffee to let those words digest. 
He just smiled, shaking his head slowly. “Well of course not. I mean, not that you aren't beautiful and so fucking hot and I mean-” 
You laughed. 
“Okay, you know what I’m getting at. But what I’m trying to say is that I’m a gentleman. And I would never ask that of you if you didn’t want it.” A sly grin tugged at your lips, legs crossing under the table as you squeezed your thighs together. 
“What if I want it?”
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“I don’t normally do this on the first date ya know.” Steve murmured against your neck, breath hot as he kissed down your neck, grip tightening around your thighs as he hosted you up against the wall. 
It had been a few hours later, some odd hour in the night after the coffee and the little walk down the side streets, popping into old bookstores and antique stores where he watched you marvel over little things like signed paperbacks and old purses his great grandma probably had. He was infatuated with you. 
Somehow his hand had ended up intertwined with yours, your arm bumping his as he walked you back to your place. Do you… maybe wanna come inside? You had asked, little doe eyes wide, voice as soft as silk. How could he say no? He never said no to you. 
Now here he was, dry humping you in your entranceway, barely two steps in the door before your lips had met his. You were drawn to him like a magnet, falling under his spell as your neck rolled back against the plaster, letting him have more access.
 “No? Wanting to keep up your gentlemanly acts? Promise I won't tell.” you teased, breath hitching as he traced your collarbone with his nose, finally sinking his teeth into the soft skin. Your hips rolled against his lower abs, desperate for any friction you could get. 
“Pinky promise?” he breathed, causing a moan to escape your parted lips as he squeezed your skin, licking the teeth marks as he dipped his mouth even lower. 
“P-pinky.” you stuttered. It was getting harder and harder to think clearly, movements blurring as if he was switching the lenses on your eyesight. Hands were on your ass, in his hair, tugging on those beautiful long strands to then wrap around his neck. 
Teeth clashed with tongue as he devoured you whole, and you felt as if you were on a carnival ride as he spun you over to your bedroom. You prayed he didn’t notice the piles of old, dog-eared books that were piled against the wall so high they were on the verge of toppling over, or your cluttered nightstand with so many candles and jewelry it had no other purpose. Steve didn’t seem to mind the mess, solely focused on how your breath sounded when it was uneven and when you were flustered, the giggles that emerged when he tossed you down on the sheets like a sack of potatoes. 
You liked being manhandled by him. You liked how he had wasted no time throwing you up against the wall, taking charge in such a respectful, yet sexy manner. This had only happened in your late-night thoughts, little flirty texts that you had sent when you got the courage past eleven pm nothing compared to this. You had always wondered what he would be like in bed, ever since you stepped foot in that classroom. It didn’t disappoint in the slightest. 
“God you're so- so fucking hot. You know how many times I've thought of this? Hearing your little noises when I make you feel good?” You whined. He groaned, tugging off your pants. 
“Yeah. Yeah, fuck like that baby. You’re such a good girl for me aren't you?” 
There it was. That was the money shot. Something in your demeanor shifted, eyes wide as you nodded frantically. Yes. Yes, you were and he knew it. “Please Steve just-”
 “Just what angel face? Hmm? Fuck you?” he antagonized you, as if he was talking to a mere child.
“Please. Please fuck.” The words had barely left your lips before he grabbed your hips, flipping you over so you were presented to him, ass in the air, face deep in the sheets. Your shirt had yet to come off, but you had a feeling it was going to meet your bottoms on the hardwood, the two of you too desperate to both with the flimsy article of clothing.
 “God you're so easy to manhandle. You like that huh? Being tossed around like a slut?” 
“Mhmmm god yes..” you moaned, letting out a quick yelp as he smacked your ass lightly, your hands curling into tight little fists as you gripped the blankets. You could feel the breath get trapped in your lungs as he kissed the skin he had just slightly marked, lips like a cooling serum to the heat in your belly. 
“Breathe angel. Just breathe for me yea? You tell me when it’s too much.” 
“What, don’t wanna get too freaky on the first date?” you chriped out, making him laugh. 
“Something like that.”
 “I like this, ya know. I like you. And I don’t feel shy around you, like I have with other people. You’re good to me, Steve.” 
He smiled softly, chest blooming with warmth at your reassuring words. He was so happy. All he wanted was for you to  feel comfortable around him, to feel wanted. Because he wanted you. Oh, gods did he ever want you.
 “Good.” was the only warning he gave you before he hit home, sliding into you gently. “Fuck. Fuck fuck you feel so fucking good.” was all he could moan, head tossed back in pleasure as you squeezed around him, adjusting to his size. 
He was big. Like extremely big.  All you could do was whimper, praying to every god that was out there that you could take him. 
“S’big Stevie. M’all full.” you squeaked, a rough growl escaping from his lips at your words. “Yea baby? I’m just so much bigger than you- aren't I? Filling you up to the brim, like a little hole for me to use.” 
He brushed your g-spot as his hips began to snap, cock drilling into you so fast you swore you saw stars. All you could do was hold onto the bed, allowing your body to fall limp, going slack as he used you. 
“You're so good. Such a good, good princess.” he praised, large hand pressed down slightly on your back as you arched, moans muffling into the sheets. You prayed your neighbors weren't home, or else you knew you'd get the dirty looks and silent treatment tomorrow.
 Totally worth it, you thought with a dazed-out smile, listening to the sounds of the bed drilling against the wall, springs squeaking in time with his groans, the squelching wet noises of your juices coating his cock. 
“M’not gonna last.” you whimpered softly. “S’okay baby. Be a good girl and cum f’me okay poppet?” 
You nodded, rumpled sheets bunching tighter between your closed fists as you squeezed him so tight it was suffocating, your clit pulsing a steady rhythm as you came with a cry. 
“Atta girl. Milking me dry baby, you really needed that didn’t you?”
 “Y-yea Daddy..” 
Heat rose to your cheeks. The name had rolled off your tongue before you could stop it, the filter that normally was placed over your words now gone in your dazed-out state. What if you fucked up? That wasn't supposed to come out. 
“F-fuck. Daddy huh? I should've known you’d like that shit. Not as much as me though baby.” he growled, grabbing your hips harshly, his thrusts becoming harder, quicker, more erratic. 
“Daddy’s making you feel so good hm?”
 “So good Daddy. Want you to fuck me alll the timee.” you giggled softly, whining as you felt him slip out of your abused hole.
 “Wha-”
 “Shhh poppet. I didn’t bring any condoms with me and we aren't risking it on the first date.” he shushed you, spilling his seed onto your lower back, stilling your wiggling movements as you begged. 
You felt the warm, white liquid ooze against your skin, dribbling down your ass as you wiggled it. The pad of Steve's fingers made you jump, the soft, gentle touch adding even more to the post-orgasm haze.
 “I-I have some in my drawer for next time.” He trailed his fingers against the delicate skin, smearing the cum down your thighs, giving you a quick little smack. 
“Good to know sweetheart.” he smiled, watching as you slowly turned to face him, doe eyes wide, lips parted slightly.
 “So when’s the next date?”
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serejae · 2 months ago
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I LOVE YOU, IM SORRY. | C.SC
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pairing : seungcheol x reader
WHAT !! : in which youre unsatisfied with the way you treated seungcheol throughout your relationship, but destiny will always bring you back….right? (or in which you messed up your relationship with him and the 4 times you tried to fix it and the 1 time it worked out)
warnings: so self indulgent, if ur my ex bby i know we’re still contacted but come back 💔💔💔💔 readers a ass in the beginning, open ending
w.c : 2872
a/n : i never really see angst where the reader messes up and i decided to display it with my experience el oh el . hope you all enjoy
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you laid in bed beating yourself up for the nth time. youve been in a rotation of screaming into your pillow, walking around the house, and journaling (or at least attempting to) but you still cant get the guilt and regret off your shoulders
its been almost 2 years since, since the argument, since the day you ended things, since the day you ran away afraid of hurting yourself and let alone him even more than you already did.
everyone you know has told you to move on because theyre sure he already has too but its harder said than done, how could you go on with life knowing you hurt someone who was so willing to give you everything you wanted because of your own selfishness
and as bad as it sounded, you hoped he’d reach out first as desperate as you wanting to catch up so you can show him the new version of you. the version who was ready to commit, a better person, willing to love him correctly. not crazy or stupid like the one before, the one he had the unfortunate case of dating
so now youre stuck in this 3 activity cycle because no one wants to hear you mope about your asshole tendencies to seungcheol, youve sent him a couple messages apologizing and hoping to be civil to which he replied accepting every single one a couple hours later
why wasnt it enough though?
its because you wanted more, and you knew it. you wanted him to reply immediately and accept your apology as well as begging you to come back because you knew not even deep
down, straight foward youd accept it
you longed for his ‘good mornings’, ‘i miss you’, ‘i love you’’s that you took for granted
all because of that one day (s)
you decided that this cycle of wanting ends now, all these cowardly attempts will stop. so you grabbed your coat and put on your shoes and drove to his place
to make up for that night and those days
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“i just dont understand why you wont talk to me whenever you feel a certain way instead of running away” seungcheol sighed as he ran his hands through his hair as he sat on the couch watching you pace around the living room
“what part of ‘i dont want to’ do you not get” you raised your voice slightly as you paused to stand infront of seungcheol
“i dont get it because i love you.” he replied calmly as he reached to grab your hand and caressing it. and as he looked up at you you saw it in his eyes, the longing for those 3 words you never said back to him. he was always patient with you, the first time he said ‘i love you’ to you he saw the hesitation and understood, he allowed you go at your own pace until you felt ready. but it got to a point, a point where he started to doubt himself and to a point where you could read it.
“i…i cant.”
its not like you didnt love him, you loved him more than anything, more than yourself
and thats what scared you
you know the saying “you cant love someone until you love yourself”?
bullshit.
he was the reason you forgot you hated yourself because you were so inlove with him
and your pride was the one thing holding you back from facing the fear
“what?” seungcheol said pulling you out of your thoughts
you looked back at him to see his eyebrows furrowed
“you cant say you love me or you cant love me?” his tone became a bit more furrious
you didnt say anything, just stood there which was the first mistake you realized you made throughout this relationship out of the many
“im willing to wait for you yn, because i love you. i love you so much, i never want to rush you to tell me you love me back but its been almost months now. im starting to doubt myself”
you didnt know how to process his words, not knowing how to comfort him you did what you did best
leave.
“this is too much for me” thats all you managed to get out before you left the house without looking back
you heard his protest as you left but they went ignored, like how seungcheol felt in your relationship
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seungcheol stood there watching the door close. he never understood how people could be so shocked they freeze but now that he was experiencing it first hand he didnt know what to do
should he run after you?
leave you alone?
was this the end between you two?
this couldnt be, you wouldnt let a small argument get between you two
right?
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the first time reaching out.
seungcheol had reached out to you, it was about a week since you left the house without deciding if you two were actually over
he spent each day opening the message app and clicking on your contact name hoping he’ll see the 3 bubbles letting him know you were still thinking of him
so when he was finally fed up with it he sent you a message hoping itll give you a change of heart, he wanted you to know he didnt mean any of the bad things he said and that he still cares for you
“hi, i hope this finds you well but uhm i just wanted to know where we stand. im sorry if i overwhelmed you the last time we saw each other but i really want us to work out, you mean a lot to me and i love you, so much. but i cant keep hanging onto this silence from you. text me back when you can? i love you, and im sorry”
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you had woken up from your pity nap to his message and spent the entire following week fighting the thoughts in your head
if you replied and told him you wanted to come back, youd still be in doubt about yourself and cause more trouble for the both lf you guys, but if you replied and told him you didnt want to get back together, itll cause a very strange and awkward tension between you two so just ignored the message and left him wondering
now that you think about it, it was a horrible idea but you didn’t know how to solve this. you didnt want to bring more pain to him but you couldnt bring pain to yourself either
so you stared at the message he sent a month later
“i waited for a month and im assuming we’re over? it sucks but i respect your decision. i hope you find someone for you, thank you for the memories we’ve had you’ve been good to me. i love you and im sorry for not being enough”
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laying on your bed wrapped in a blanket resting on your side the tears fell on your phone. you didnt want him to think he wasnt enough when it was the opposite way around, but its too late now. all you could do was hope he found peace
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seungcheol sat on the couch and sighed resting against it as he opened up the message only to see read for the nth time. was it really over between you two? is he never gonna be able to wake up to your face again?
maybe thats the way life goes
he just pushed his luck a little too much
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the second time reaching out
its been a couple months, you kept his last messages in your ‘recent messages’ on your texting app. so each time you opened to text someone you still saw his contacy name with the words “i waited over a month….” underneath. youd be lying if you said it didnt hurt but it did, it stung that you let go of one of the best people in your life
so out of impulse, instead of texting your bestfriend a reply to her latest message you clicked on his name
“cheol 🩶”
“this is really sudden but i cant help but still feel guilty. i shouldve been better and replied to you but i was really scared. i was scared of hurting you and myself but im sorry, im sorry for not reaching out sooner, im
sorry for being a dick, im sorry for not being a good partner. i hope youre doing good and i wish you the best”
you held your breath as you sent it. it took you about a hour constantly rephrasing the words. you didnt want it to sound too lengthy or too short. you wanted to sound sincere but not that you longed for him even though you did.
took him exactly 3 hours and 19 minutes from when you sent the message to reply. you waited 22 minutes to open it, you kept refreshing the screen because his reply only had 12 words.
12
words
“no problem, i wish you the best, you were a good partner :)”
the smiley face really topped it off you could see how he was trying to downplay the situation to have you feel not as guilty , but you were ready for anything
to be blocked, to get yelled at over text, for him to be disappointed but this really twisted the knife
he was so civil about it, he wasnt angry, he wasnt stressed about it
so why were you?
maybe it was the fact you were the asshole while he was the victim. the victim who stood by you and tried to understand you only to be hurt. deciding not to push it you left his message on read and turned off your phone and sighed
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when seungcheol got home from hanging out with jeonghan, he turned on his phone after not checking it to see your contact name as one of the first notifications. he said rubbed his eyes frantically and turned off and on his phone again to make sure he wasnt seeing things
clicking on the notification his heart clenched
he hoped you meant everything you said, but its kinda hard to believe when all he could see were words. he’d much rather hear it from you but he doubted his luck at this point.
sending a small reply of what hes able to get out now he hoped youll rack up the courage for you to see him, or maybe he will
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the third time reaching out
the third time you reached out wasnt your proudest moment. your friend convinced you to finally go out after mopping about seungcheol for the last months. the main point she gave was
“you already apologized, he forgave, what are you waiting for now?”
she was right, he clearly showed no sign of wanting to get back together so you have to live your life without him whether you liked it or not
and it didnt turn out too well. all you could remember was drinking your face off and then opening your eyes in your bed, still in your outfit. assuming your friend brought you home you picked up your phone and unlocked it to immediately see your text log with seungcheol making your heart drop
there were 3 messages in total since your last apology
“chwol i msiss hou so mwuch came beck i love you se mych”
you saw he read it immediately but took 19 minutes to reply
“yn your drunk, get some rest. stay safe”
“im nat i love you, im sorry”
seungcheol left you on seen.
somehow to your and his suprise the only word you could spell right was ‘i love you’
especially seungcheol. the whole day he subconsciously kept going back to look at the message to see if youd come back and apologize or even try and clear things up but the most important thing to him was the “i love you”
did you mean it?
when he first saw the message on his phone at 2:22 from you saying “i love you” his heart stopped, well until he read the rest of the message, it was clear you were drunk but he hated how it still had an effect on him
drunk words were sober thoughts but still, he wished to hear those 3 words from you when you were intoxicated.
seungcheol still longed for you to tell him you love him even after these months but his expectations for you were low. as much as he’d hate to say it, he began to give up on the chance you’d love him again
but he still loved you.
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the fourth time reaching out (sorta)
its been a year and a half since you both had ended things. admittedly you realized your issues and worked on yourself, you weren’t ashamed to admit that you were a horrible person before cause you were. but now you can at least be proud with the person youve became
you took time away from those associated with seungcheol to avoid seeing him and breaking down your healing process but now you were finally ready to face everyone and most importantly
apologize to seungcheol in person
walking inside hoshi’s party the music was blasting, everyone was talking to one another and you walked around looking for some familiar faces.
jeonghan was the first to greet you, he hugged you while mumbling questions asking of how youve been and what youve been up to. but as he hugged you he turned your body to face seungcheol.
you looked up and saw his eyes. he stared at you as if he never saw you before and froze once again
the same way he did when you left
jeonghan whispered a “go talk to him” before leaving.
as cliche as it sounded, in a room full of people you both stared at eachother blanky
he wss the first to smile slight at you and you took that as a go sign to walk to him
as you made you way to him time moved slow, it seemed like everyone wasnt there anymore, just you and him
and like time went back to normal youre now standing infront of him
“seung-“
“cheol!”
you heard another voice call him by his nickname
looking for the voice you found it belonged to another woman.
it was hard to not assume the worst especially when you looked up and saw his embarrassed face.
“i love you….im sorry”
those two words were all you said before you left
again.
but this time you walked away with not the regret of being afraid but instead regretting the fact you let him
go to be with someone else
with tied in with how much you hated yourself for being so selfish you couldnt or rather didnt want to imagine him with anyone other than you
but there was no one to blame but you
walking back to your car you sat in the driver seat and laid on the horn while screaming letting out every single feeling youve felt and held in despite thinking youve let go
i guess somethings never leave
your love for him.
“excuse me?” you looked up at the old lady
you rolled down the window and tilted your head
“your horn” she awkwardly laughed
“oh right. sorry.” you chuckled awkwardly as she left, you reclined your seat back wanting to disappear
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the fifth time reaching out
seungcheol spent the entire night and day after the party consoling himself. he tried to convince himself that you already moved on so what happened last night didnt mean much.
you werent worried were you?
she was just his cousin but you wouldnt be jealous or bothered because you had moved on
moved on
moved on
moved
oh fuck it. he hoped you didnt.
but he had spent the entire year and a half, almost 2 years afraid to go for what he wants. but life was too short
life was too short to hold him to get you back
whether it ends with him getting slapped or completely heart broken
its okay with him
so as he opens his door with his shoss on he-
you.
you looked as almost shocked as him as he opened the door
you both jumbled your words
“i-“
“well-“
“but-“
“hi.”
you both said
there was a moment of silence of you two deciding what to do, or who should speak first
you shook your head and decided to go first
“i love you
im sorry.”
he froze, the words he longed to hear from you finally hit his ears. there was no ‘and’ between the ‘i love you’ and ‘im sorry’. its as if you were apologizing for loving him like you were scared
and he knew you were. so hearing it made it 10 times better
the silence from him caused you to be able to hear your heartbeat, you looked up and seen him smiling warmly as he opened his arms
your lips curved up slightly as you entered his embrace
“i love you
i havent stopped”
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lolita-lollipop · 2 years ago
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Oh, oh! I have an avatar idea/request. I haven't seen the new movie yet but I always loved the idea of maybe a teen reader getting dragged to Pandora with their semi-negligent parents. Like they love their parents but they never have anytime for the reader. Reader gets signed up for the avatar program as a way to keep them entertained and out of the way of their busy scientist/military parents. They don't usually get to leave the base but sometimes they get to go on little excursions not far from it to do test runs and see what their avatar body is capable of and how their age effects things. However, on one of these trips something bad happens and the reader gets separated from the scientists and their escorts and now finds themself lost and scared in the jungle (and possibly unable to return to their human body).
PLATONIC JAKE SULLY (+ a lil sully family) X READER
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(A/N I don’t know why I ended up feeling weird this, I think it’s because it reminds me of wattpad days. Kinda long, enjoy)
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Mayday mayday- theres a fire in the engine- the chopper is coming down.
You were always told by your parents to keep quiet, to stay on the sideline as to not hoard any attention that could reflect badly upon them, stay silent, stay obedient. Thats always how it was with them. You knew they loved you, even if they had a hard time showing it, even if it meant they talked to you about ten minutes in a day.
At least you were guaranteed a safe home, food, clothes, and a comfortable life. That is, until you were volunteered (voluntold) by your parents in the avatar program, it was supposedly a test to try the DNA pairing on a younger subject. And your parents had said it would be good for you to see where they work, but you knew that it was just because you were too “needy” in their eyes.
Of course, when you were told that you would be accompanying them on their work trips, you were elated, theyd never invited you before! Then you learned it was on another planet. After a few fights, as always, you ended up agreeing. After all, they said it was safe.
So two months later, a billion tests later, and a new blue humanoid created with your DNA, you had settled into pandora. It was strange to be honest, you were possibly one of the only people on the planet under the age of 21, and not educated as if you were a harvard professor.
Everything was out of bounds, you couldnt ever go to your parents lab, couldnt go outside, couldnt even meet your new blue body. Most of the time you sadly sat, turning into a human statue in your small room with your books. Of course you didnt complain, you never would,
you never did.
Then, you got to integrate yourself into your new body. And your brain, along with your DNA, was finally conjoined. You were wary at first, it was so surreal, after all you were changing bodies. But once you actually did it, you were so glad your parents signed you up.
All of a sudden you were strong, not just strong, but coursing with energy, you felt as if you could fly, or crack boulders in half, it was so surreal. The same feeling you might get as if you were underwater your entire life, and finally got your first breath of fresh air.
You never wanted to leave, never wanted to go back into your cubicle of a bedroom where you could barely breath without feeling inferior. Your legs moved before your mind did, and before you could comprehend, you were standing in the middle of the strange fruit fields with the nurses chasing you down. Your parents would be pussed if they saw you. But at this point? You didnt even care.
You didnt even care
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As the months passed by your place at the laboratory had been established, you were correct in assuming that you were the youngest here, and that made the research you were contributing to far more interesting. You learned so much about these people, this species.
Primarily, the function of your avatar was completely optimal, you could walk, talk, breathe, and act like all of the others could. There was just one little thing.
Your life was better than it ever was, you didnt even need your parents to love you, you had so many people who already did. 90% of the time you spent beong tested on while doing daily activities. Youd only left the base to go into pandora twice, and that was just to see the land, see the place youd be living for a long time. While it could sometimes be boring, it was far better than your life back home.
After some time, your parents requested that you be taken to a farther laboratories in the mountains, which hurt a lot, but you couldnt say no. they had to transfer yur human, and your navi body. It was so strange to see yourself. Your human self, in other eyes.
So, here you are now. Clutching tight onto the seat of the large helicopter, your human body was encased in an airtight bed, an oxygen mask pressed tightly to your face. Your eyes were practically glued onto your human body, and you were barely able to peel them away, you looked so different when seeing yourself from different eyes, so weak.
It made you sad to know how everybody else saw you. You just stared, at least you got to be away from the two scientists you wished you could call your parents.
In your trance, you hadnt noticed the pilots in the front yelling at eachother, or the scientists rushing around the aircraft seemingly in a panic. It wasnt until the leather seat underneath you began shaking aggressively that you looked up.
There was smoke, but no visible fire, and the aircraft seemed to be dragging, instead of darting swiftly through the air like youd seen all the other planes do, almost like it was too heavy. It slugged, and slowly drifted down.
Panic slowly overtook your senses, you werent sure what was happeningm but by the looks of it, it was very bad. Understanding that you knew absolutely nothing about emergency procedures, You tried to stay put as well as you could, knowing anything you tried to do would just make things worse. But then, a large pop bellowed through the sky, and instead of dragging slowly, the helicopter began to plummit. Then you had to start moving.
Gravity threw you into the other end of the helicopter, and you frantically had to grip at the edge of the opening in attempts to not fly out. THings flew out of the sides, including a few screaming scientists… and the white bed with your human body in it. You watched it fly though the air towards the forest floor with wide eyes, slowly letting your grip slip. In your distraction, you didnt pay any attentuon to the other large objects flying out of the plane.
A large box containing some kind of lab supplies crashed against you, smashing you in the face, and knocking the breath right out of your lungs. And like the rest of the helicopter, you too began falling so abruptly that you couldnt even do anything more than scream. Clutching your head with your hands, you curled up, and just fell.
When you hit the ground, it was pain. And then nothing but black.
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The flutter of your eyes, the feeling of your fingers against hard dirt, the smell of smoke and burnt flesh wafting in the air. You werent quite conscious, but you werent nececarilly unconscious either. Just there.
When you were finally able to peel your eyes open, there was so much green. Glowing mushrooms strungs across trees, large leaves dripping water, little bugs littered throughout the dirt, white veins growing across your hands and feet. Little glowing bugs that looked like dandelion fuzzthat bounced around across you.
That peace only kept for so long though, and as you realized the depth of your situation, that your helicopter crashed in the middle of a pandora forest, your human body had to be dead so it's amazing that youre even alive right now, and you have no contact to anybody who could save you.
And so, you cried. Unsure of what else to do.
Soft sobs slowly transitioned into rough, ugly crying. Maybe it was the panic, or maybe it was just pent up anxiety being given the oppurtunity, maybe even both. But you cried, without any reguard for what could be watching.
Naturally, as you were face down in the dirt, crying to your hearts content like a baby, you payed no care, nor attent to the sound of hooves traveling your way, or the sight of the native people stampeding towards the disturbance, the noise. They came came to a halt upon seeing you though, covered in seeds from ey-wa. The deity clearly did not want them to harm you, after all, you were just a young girl. Even if you were a human. \
“Call jake.” a womanly voice announced amongst the group in a foreign language, she was loud enough to alert you of their presence. Your head perked up, and in doing so made the pain in your back shiver through in small bursts, a wince left your lips.
You stared at the group in fear with wide eyes, trying to push yourself farther an farther away, which did nothing but unsettle the little white bugs all over you. They floated away towards them, and they stared back with even wider eyes. They werent really sure what to do, usually they would kill any trespassers, but you were protected, so should they grab you and take you back? Or do they leave you alone? They would have to let jake decide.
They stared at you, trying to get close, you stared at them, they muttered in their language, sounding far more than confused. You slowly scooted back, wincing the entire time out of pain. Any attempts to stand up were halted, as the white roots around your feet made the ground slippery, and just made you clumsily fall back down. It was humiliating, like watching a fish flop around out of water.You stayed quiet, you always did.
They all went silent within a few moments though, and the sound of more hooves echoed through the forest around. You didnt know what was happening, but clearly it was important, and you got the impression that it was not good for you. So you clutched the tree next to you, and stretched as far as you could to see what was happening.
And it struck fear in you. One of the largest Na-vi people youve ever seen, at least 10 or 11 feet, with braids that had long strands of silver interlocked, and the piercing green eyes of a hunter. He stared at you, and you stared right back. When he opened his mouth you expected more of that fooreign language, but instead, it was english.
“Why are you here? What happened?” he questioned, dismounting the horse like creature, and pulling out his braid from the connection. He was wearing some kind of beaded shirt, unlike the others,
The Navi around seemed to await every word he spoke. You perked up at the sound of english, happy to find the familiarity, however, youre pretty sure half of the bones in this body were broken, and it just caused you pain. YOure body let out a whimper before you could stop it.
At the noises that left you, the male quirked an eyebrow, and instead of the angry, almost terrifying look that was spread on his face, was a face of concern. You were so young, so small, he very well couldnt hurt you, and you had to be important, eywa wanted you safe, even if the goddess of the land didnt, he felt the need to protect you.
He had many children, and his youngest was soon growing old, and would eventually leave him. You were just so small, and you looked so young, you reminded him of kiri, abandoned, alone. He couldnt leave you.
He began growing closer, catching your gaze and holding it, he put his hands up and put his weapon down. Just trying not to scare you. When he opened his mouth you were expecting that language you couldnt understand, but to your pleasure, it was english.
“How bad are you hurt kid? I saw the smoke, eywa can heal you. I just need you to come with me” he reached his hand towards you, motioning for you to latch on. When you made no motion top grab it, he held your unrelenting gaze, and scooped his arm under your torso, shushing you when you cried out in pain. He held you tightly, tucking you in the knook of his arm. For a moment he seemed distracted, his eyes drawn to the floating white puffs above. What were those anyway?
You held your breath as he remounted the horse, and spoke a few words in that awful language you couldnt understand, with a squeal from the thing you were on top of, it began moving, along with the navi around you. The man gripped you tightly and pressed you close to his chest, one hand on the horse, one around your waist. You winced again, trying to hold back tears, everything hurt.
“It's okay, youll be alright, we can heal you, got it?”, you stayed quiet.
And in nothing but a few moments, It was calm again. Youd never actually met any of the natives, but you had thought it would be far more scary than this, your parents said they would snap and try to kill you. They didnt, in fact, and this man, this navi seemed so human. So kind. You felt so comfortable, he made you feel so comfortable.
The sound of the hooves against the dirt, this mans light breathing against your ear, the warmth soaking from him to you, his hand pressing you close, the way he looked down at you, amking sure you were comfortable. How he seemed to hover, to protect. Like a father should. At least thats what you thought.
You stared at him, and his eyes locked with yours, a small smile flashing at you. It just made him squeeze you tighter, god, it was just so endearing, so adorable how you stared. You looked so much like neytiri.
It only took a few minutes of him holding you for you to fall unconscious, probably because of the excessive blood leaving your system, or the physical attatchment you were already beginning to feel, or the lack of sleep. Either way, you ended up dozing off, and curling closer to him.
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Once again, you had to peel your eyes open, but this time it wasnt as unpleasant. Instead of a muddy, veiny floor, covered in bugs, in agony. Instead, you were wrapped in some kind of cocoon, on top of a warm blanket or some kind of plant.
There was a woman sitting next to the pod you were in, smashing down some string smelling plant in a bowl. Her eyes were so green, and she was so beautiful. When she noticed you were awake, she put the bowl down, and hovered closer.
“That is my son, nateyam” the woman pointed to you, or more to the thing under you, in which you had previously mistaken for a plant, but instead, which you probably shouldve realized sooner. Was a navi. He looked to be a few years older than you, at least 17 or 18.
You shifted and sat up, trying to exit the cocoon, but to your embarrassment, your foot got caught in the edge, and you flew over, the boy you had been lying on top of grabbed you and hoisted you back up. You shook his hands off and stood up. Now realizing that there were other navi around too, they also looked young, maybe a family?
The man from earlier, who you assumed was their leader of some sort, appeared around behind the woman, and wrapped his arms around her waist with a smile, holding your gaze. You panicked, understanding now that you were with a bunch of strangers, and your parents, if they even cared, probably thought you were dead.
“I- i have to get back- they wont know that im okay-” you croaked out, your voice was hushed, and rough, like youd been screaming for hours on end, you shook nateyams hands off of you, and stood up straight, meeting the woman in the eye, she looked worried.
“Who is they? Do you have family where you live?” the woman answered, clearly she was his wife, or his mate, as they would call it. She had a thick accent, and a strong voice, commanding. So that man, jake, he couldnt be a native, he talked l
“Uh- yeah- i guess. I lived where the labs were. Uh- the humans? They have a building somewhere- i don't know-” you rushed out, not knowing how long youd been gone, they mightve already pronounced you dead. Meaning they wouldnt look for you. The boy behind you hushed you, tryign to calm your panic, and placed a hand on your shoulder. Only for you to shrug it off.
The navi around locked eyes, contemplating their next words. of course they knew where the humans stayed, jake lived there for half a year, they hated them, when they werent burning down their forests, they were killing their animals, their people. They would kill you. You couldnt go back. Even if it meant lying to you.
“There havent been humans on this planet for a long time”
What
What were you supposed to do now?
Where were you supposed to go?
You were stuck.
Oh god.
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Can somebody please comment with an honest opinion- I’m gonna take this down if y’all think it’s bad.
I think I’m being coo coo for cocobonks insecure right now but I need to know.
Thanks for requesting, and for reading! Have a wonderful day!
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jeansplaytoy · 1 year ago
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𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭. | 𝐂.𝐒𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫
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Halloween special. :)
Conniexreader, smut, no plot (i don’t think), no proofread.
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you don’t know how you ended up in the position you were in.
no, not that type of position.
but just a few hours ago, you were out, skipping around like a child to find candy from different houses, with your blonde hair, dressed as Casey Becker, which was obvious because your oh so loving boyfriend, ghostface (Connie) was right behind you with his mask on.
now again, everything was all nice… until you decided to catch a little attitude about wanting to stay out later for more candy.
“bae i’m tired, can we just go home? we can redo this next year.”
and thats when you decided to be a crybaby about it and stop talking to him the whole time you were walking him. connie smacked his lips. “i know you ain’t doin allat over some damn halloween candy.” he mumbled under his breath, but loud enough to make sure you could hear it.
“‘fuck up talkin to me.” was the last thing you said the whole way home, because connie knew that if he said something, you wouldn’t like it. and you knew if you said something else, he wouldn’t like it.
so he raised his eyebrows at the remark and slowly nodded.
and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t nervous the whole way walking home. but you didn’t look back not one time. not even when you finally made it in the house.
you went upstairs, connie following a small distance behind you.
you cleared your throat to interrupt the awkward quietness that filled the house, and the room when you both walked in.
connie took his mask off and tossed it on the end of the bed, sitting down while staring at you as you changed into comfier clothes, which were just a tank top and shorts.
the silence was insane. and all because of you? it had to be some kind of joke. but you weren’t giving up that easily.
all of a sudden, connie sighed, scooting over towards you and moving back on the bed a little, starting to rub on your waist and thighs. he didn’t even say a word while doing it. but you saw the look in his eyes when he licked his lips and moved towards your neck.
planting soft, wet kisses everywhere his lips went. you couldn’t help but continue to act like you didn’t care about what he was doing, and your eyes laid on the tv.
he pulled away for a second before starting to kiss towards your jaw and up your cheek, making his way to your lips.
or at least he tried to make his way towards your lips. because when you didn’t kiss him back, he opened his eyes, looking you in your eyes for a few seconds before humming.
he started to rub up and down your waist, kissing your neck again, softly biting and giving you soft hickeys in some places. while he did that, his hands moved from your waist to your stomach.
he slid his fingers down until they reached your shorts, and inside them.
“youn know how much you piss me off.” he muttered in your ear, making you softly bite your lip nervously.
you could feel his middle finger slide over your panties, already soaking them. connie smacked his lips at the feeling of you already being wet because of him. and he barely did anything.
sitting up and pulling you to where you could lie on your back. your eyes finally laid on his, where you slowly started to smile and bite your thumb nail. but connie only shook his head, sliding your shorts off and panties off, rubbing your thighs as he did so.
when you reached to undo his pants, he moved your hand, doing it himself. “bae, come on.” you whined in a whisper. as he unzipped his pants, rubbing his hand along his dick, sucking air through his teeth while he stared down at you.
tucking your lips in between your teeth, you felt him adjusting himself against you. not giving you any time to adjust to his size like you normally would, he pulled you closer to him, easily and slowly thrusting because of how wet you were.
“fuck, connie.” you mumbled a little, furrowing your brows while grabbing his wrists, but he didn’t stop. “open yo eyes ma.” connie mumbled, biting his lip as he started to quicken his pace of fucking you.
you could already feel him stretching you out, and going at the pace he was going, you barely had time to fully have fun with what he was doing to you. connie grunted lowly, gripping at your waist making your back arch slightly at the pain and pleasure. he slipped his hand under your thigh, moving your leg up.
“ah… shit. slow down.” you practically begged connie to stop thrusting so hard, but he was already almost at his limit.
he didn’t let you know that though. not until you felt him slowly start to stop and bite his lip, closing his eyes and throwing his head back. you felt his cum dripping down your clit. but not your own.
and then he pulled out.
you frowned a little and slowly shook your head. “bae, wha… where you goin? connie—“ you couldn’t even finish your sentence before connie started laughing, fixing his clothes.
“here go yo treat. you know. since you got tricked and shit.” he mumbled, tossing you a snickers.
you frowned and smacked your lips.
“i can’t stand you.”
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sorry y’all this was rushed ASFC . and mb for the ending n stuff. 🥰 happy late halloween.
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sylusdoll · 25 days ago
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summary: you visit syluses place to study, for a change of scenery but your procrastination leads to a sleep over
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today you decided to study and finish your tasks at syluses place, for a change of scenery, you got sick of being cramped up in your room all day, you needed change, and so sylus whole heartily agreed for you to come over.
walking into syluses home, he greets you with a smug, good evening sweetie, my place is yours today, i have a few errands to run, make yourself comfortable.
i will
you decided to study in his room, it looked comfortable and better now that sylus added a few plushies to your liking, you sat on one of the couches in his room, and opened your laptop and began working.
one hour into your work, you were feeling unmotivated, and bored.
ugh this is boring, i’m not in the mood to study
you put your laptop on the side, and took a look around his room and decided to snoop into his things.
after a moment later, you got bored, so you decided perhaps after being distracted for a bit now you’ll be in the mood to study.
wrong.
after about 30 mins of trying to study again, you failed to get in the zone. so you close your laptop and leave it on the couch, making your way to his bed.
a few hours pass and you mindlessly scroll through your phone on syluses bed, not conscious of your surroundings, you didn’t hear sylus come back.
just as you were about to check the time, you suddenly feel someone pull you from your ankle.
studying, you say?
now you were faced with sylus on the edge of the bed, your leg in his hand. you lift yourself up, sylus still holding your ankle.
i did study,, a little i guess, nervously laughing like you got caught doing something your not supposed to.
thats unfortunate kitten, letting go of your foot, you didn’t come to my place for nothing now did you?
he’s right, you didn’t come over for nothing but you were just so unmotivated.
sylus i don’t know whats wrong with me, i’m so unmotivated and my exam is after tomorrow! you say ranting to him.
he thinks for a moment.
i could stay with you until you finish your studies, perhaps you need company
thinking about it, that doesn’t sound so bad, being in syluses company while studying seems a bit motivational.
sure. lets do that
sylus tilts his head a bit and smiles, grabbing your face, making your face into a fish face.
but lets eat dinner first
moments passed, you and sylus ate, and talked about his errands today, but now its time to resume your studies, which you were dreading.
walking back to his room, your hand in his, you seemed bummed out that you had to resume your studies after a fun dinner.
sylus from the corner of his eye notices, dont worry sweetie, youll finish, just finish half of your studies today, and the other half tomorrow, you have plenty of time. sylus says softly, tightening his grip on your hand to comfort you.
at the moment you were grateful for syluses presence
making it to his room, you check the time, it was 7pm, your brows furrowed, you worry you wont have time to finish early in the night but sylus sees your expression and knows what youre thinking.
cupping your cheeks with his thumb and index finger, you can sleep over tonight, since leaving late would be dangerous.
but what will i sleep in i cant wear this, its uncomfortable!
sylus now smug, well my clothes of course
your face heats up lightly, you think for a moment
fine.
good, then its a sleep over, kissing your cheek.
you felt warm and fuzzy, sylus always knows how to comfort you, its funny how once he told you hes never comforted anyone before, because he’s good at it.
you open your laptop and begin your attempt to study for the third time, sylus sits on a couch near you, deciding he should catch up on his readings.
it was now 12:30am and you finally finished with your studies, and you finished a lot more than you intended.
you close your laptop, grabbing syluses attention.
you finally finished dear?
yes, finally, you sigh in relief, sitting next to him hugging his arm. sylus kissing your head.
now looking up at him, i finished a lot more than i intended,… thanks.
sylus looking down at you, smiling softly, im proud of you dear, you worked hard, now lets get you something comfortable to wear to bed.
your ears get hot as he gets up, getting you something to wear.
he searches through his drawers and throws at you a black tee and boxer shorts.
you take a look at what he threw at you, and your face heats up even more now seeing his boxers.
sylus leaning on the drawer, what you dont like what i picked out for you?
no its fine, ill go get changed. avoiding his gaze and heading to his bathroom.
you finished dressing into syluses clothes, his black tee is a bit above your knee, and his briefs are a bit big, but youre comfortable and you smell like him, his clothes have a faint cologne smell, and you love it. you admire yourself in the mirror for a bit but you’re to shy to get out for sylus to see you in his clothes. now holding the knob, and building up the courage to leave the bathroom, you finally leave the bathroom.
not to your knowledge sylus was at the door
you took long everything alright-
sylus pauses the second he seeing you in his clothes, he covers his mouth a bit.
before processing him at the door he picks you up, like a sack of rice, you look great in my clothes princess, perhaps i should make you wear them every time you visit.
stop and put me down, you demand, now a blushing mess, lifting your head up a bit to protest, you notice syluses ears are tinted pink.
placing you on the bed, you immediately grab the blanket to cover your exposed legs.
goodness, save some blanket for me. sylus says, getting under the covers with you, covering half of his body, while your body is covered to your neck, you looked very comfortable.
face to face with sylus, his head resting on his arm, he admiringly looks at how cute you look.
you look like a plushie right now.
yea?
yea..
sylus, with his other hand runs his hand through your hair, and lightly massaging your scalp. im proud of you today. he says in a gentle tone.
thank you, i appreciate you for today. you say, enjoying the light massage hes giving you.
it was all you dear, no need to thank me. pinching your cheeks.
getting sleepy, you lift the blanket, signaling for sylus to cuddle you.
without a word sylus wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you in, your arms now around his neck, legs slightly intertwined.
sylus lightly kisses between your collarbone and neck, breathing now synchronizing with one another falling asleep in each others embrace.
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authors note: soft sylus is everything to me
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ravenromanova · 11 months ago
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Mommy
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Pairings: Milf Wanda x Female reader
Warnings: SMUT SMUT SMUT 18!! ONLY!!! Mommy kink, Oral, Fingering, Legal age gap, MOMMY WANDA!!!!! Reader and Wanda get caught. DO NOT READ IF YOURE UNDERAGE!!!!!
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You knew it was wrong to be looking at your best friends mom the way you were. But honestly who could blame you when she looked the way she looked. Wanda was an enigma and she had you in a complete trance whenever you saw her. And luckily for you, you saw her quite often since you were besties with her twin boys. So you always got to see the red headed woman which was a blessing and a curse.
Your crush on Wanda started developing your senior year of high school. Billy and Tommy had just transferred from westview to the small town of green lake in upstate new york. Which is where they met you. And in a matter of days you and the boys were inseparable and did everything together. So when they had invited you over to their house for the first time you happily agreed.
But when you had stepped into the house and saw the woman they called mom your heart nearly stopped. She was beautiful and you almost melted at the sound of her voice when she introduced herself. That day was the start of your crush on Wanda maximoff. And as the time went on and you grew closer with the boys you also grew closer with her.
It was weird at first being close with Wanda but eventually you thought of her as one of you friends. You learned a lot about her, how her husband and the boys father left them a few years ago, she talked to you about her family and where she came from. And for some reason you felt a need to protect her after everything she told her about her past.
That brings us to now. Spring break of your freshman year of college. You went to a little college that was a couple of hours away from from green lake so luckily you were able to go home for the week. Unfortunately you didn’t have any home to go to so the boys told you just to come to theirs and that you’ll stay with them. At first you were a little hesitant because of your crush on their mother but soon agreed due to the lack of places to go.
So once you drove back into town you headed straight for the Maximoff residence. And when you pulled up to the red bricked house your heart started to beat a little faster. You got out of the car and grabbed your bag before walking up the few steps in front of the house.
You waited a few moments after you knocked on the red door. And surprisingly you weren’t met with the sight of Billy or Tommy. It was Wanda who opened the door with her signature bright smile.
“Y/n darling youre back. Oh i missed you darling!” She greeted happily and engulfed you in a tight hug.
“Hi Wanda. I-I missed you too” You said returning the hug with the same amount of passion. Her perfume filled yours senses and damn near brought you to your knees.
“Come in, the boys aren’t home right now they went to their uncles for the night… im assuming they forgot you were coming today” Wanda shook her head at the thought of her boys forgetting about you.
“It’s okay i wont hold it against them….this time” She laughed a little before she grabbed your bag for you and lead you inside.
“Make yourself comfortable and I’ll make you some tea and then we can catch up” Her voice called out to you as she walked into the kitchen. You did as you were told and sat on the comfortable couch and waited for her to return.
A few minutes later Wanda came back into the living room with two mugs in her hand and handed you one before sitting down. She then sat next to you and her thigh brushed against yours causing you to choke a little.
Unbeknownst to you Wanda had a whole plan for the night. She had told the boys to go to Pietros for the night so she could spend time with you. Granted the twins were confused as to why since you were coming into town but all she said was that he needed them for something. So they left for the night and thats when her plan was put in motion.
Wanda has had a little crush on you for a little bit now. She knew it was wrong to be looking at you the way she did but she couldn’t help it. When she had met you a few months after your eighteenth birthday when the boys had introduced you two she was enamored. So she waited, built up the tension for years hoping you’d make a move but you never did. And quite frankly she had enough she needed you and now was the time.
“So how’s college darling?” Wanda asked as she slowly sipped her tea while looking into your eyes.
“It’s okay i took on a bigger class load than i should’ve” You cringed thinking about all the homework you had almost daily.
“Well youre a smart girl darling im sure it’ll get easier as the time goes on” Wandas hand landed on your thigh making your heart speed up and your face heat up from her praise.
“I mean i know i can handle it. But all the work doesn’t leave time for anything other than just that” She nodded in understanding and bit her lip as she listened.
“So you dont have a girlfriend or anything?” Her question caught you off guard and you started coughing on your tea.
“Uh no i have absolutely no luck in that department” You chuckled dryly.
Wanda smiled when you admitted you were single. She scooted a little closer to you and placed her hand on your thigh. “Why is that darling? I’m sure you have plenty of girls falling at your feet” You looked at her hand on your thigh and almost passed away.
“I- uh just dont find anyone that interesting” You said honestly causing the older woman to smirk.
“Well what about me? Do you find me interesting darling?” She asked and you swore she was trying to kill you.
“I find you very interesting Wanda” You choke out as she moves her hand higher. Wanda moves even closer to you and brought her face within inches of yours.
“Wanda… w-what are you doing” Wanda smiled at your question before she crashed her lips into yours. She gave you no time to think as she straddled your lap not breaking the kiss.
You moaned a little in her mouth at the taste of her. She tasted like tea and mint and you couldn’t get enough. Your hands found their way to her hips and you held on tightly almost as if you’d let go shed disappear.
“I need you darling” She husked in your ear. You nodded your head knowing that if you tried to speak your voice would fail you. Wanda smiled and started to kiss down your neck and let her hands find the them of your shirt. She wasted no time in removing your shirt and bra.
“Wanda please” You begged the redhead who smiled and wrapped her lips around one of your nipples. Her other hand went to your other one and started tugging on it making you moan and mewl bin response.
“You sound so pretty malysh” She praised you and your heart couldn’t help but swell at the nickname she gave you in her mother tongue.
“I-I need you Wanda” You continued to beg as your grip on her hips became tighter.
“What do you need baby? What do you need mommy to do” She feigned confusion making you groan a little.
“I need you to fuck me mommy” Wanda was more than pleased with your words and she slowly slid off you body and settled between your thighs on the floor.
Her hands teased the hem of you pants and you threw your head back. She was barely touching you but yet you were reeling. After a few minutes of her kissing your stomach and softly caressing your skin she finally took off your pants. Her fingers ran over your pantie covered pussy making a wet patch grow where you needed her the most.
“Ive wanted to do this for so long pretty girl” She kisses your clothed clit before she slides your panties off leaving you bare in front of her.
“Please” You moan as your hands find their way to her hair. Wanda kisses your inner thigh before she dives in and starts licking your clit.
“Oh my god mommy” You pretty much screech at the contact. The feeling of her warm tongue circling around your clit makes you preen. Wanda moans at the taste of you knowing that she’s now addicted.
“M-More” You plead needing more stimulation. Wanda seems to know exactly what you need and shoves two of her nimble fingers into your aching hole.
“Like that baby?” She asked with a smirk on her face as she hit your g-spot making you mewl.
“J-Just like that mommy oh god” You moan feeling your orgasm building up. It’s in this moment you know that you ruined for any other woman and you will never be able to cum without Wanda again.
“Cum for me babygirl come on give it to mommy” She keeps thrusting her fingers in you hitting all the right spots. Your walls clench around her fingers and your back arches off the couch.
“OH FUCK!” You scream as your orgasm crashes through you. Wanda keeps thrusting at a slow pace helping you ride out your high before she pulls out of you. Once she pulls out she licks her fingers clean and smiles before coming back up to your face.
“You’re amazing malysh” She praised bringing you in for a sloppy kiss.
“Mmm thank you mommy” You respond bashfully feeling another wave of arousal course through you when she leaves a hickey on your neck.
You thread your fingers in her hair and bring her back for another kiss which she gladly reciprocates. The two of you get so lost in each other that you didn’t hear the door open.
“Hey mom we’re ho- OH MY GOD!” Billy and Tommy scream as they enter the living room and see their best friend naked on the couch with their mother on top of her.
“Fuck” You mutter as you try to find your clothes which are scattered across the floor.
“We are just gonna go back to pietros…” Tommy says slowly backing out of the house with Billy in suite not wanting to have this discussion right now or ever.
You and Wanda both look at each other stunned before you both break out in to laughter.
“We should’ve taken it to the bedroom” You say in between giggles. Wanda nods her head giggling not being able to form words. After a few seconds she stands up and picks you up by your thighs and takes you to her room for round two.
~The end~
p.s. i love mommy Wanda.
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wtchland · 2 months ago
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Say It
Divider: @rookthornesartistry
Pairing: Joel Miller x Reader
Word Count: 2.4k
Summary: Teasing your dads best friend didn’t go exactly how you planned
Warning: no use of y/n, no description other than reader is a female, mentions of reader having two parents + giving them names, unprotected pv, mentions of reader being fertile, swearing, joel being bossy, spanking, pet names, age gap (20s + joel just being classified as old), nipple play, joel having no patience, reader teasing, joel teasing way worse, f!reciving
A/N: Pt2? Possibly some other characters are coming your way soon. I guess next time you better wear jeans
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Hiding a relationship with your father’s best friend is single-handedly the hardest thing yoy both had to ever done in life.
Sunday dinners, sitting next to him pretending hes not holding your hand under the table. Him pretending like he’s not being tempted by you at pool parties.
Pretending like he doesn’t bend you over the next day he gets you alone and repays you tenfold. Pretending like the anticipation doesn’t kill him to the point where he has to relieve himself every night to the thought of you instead of using you.
Tonight was no different except you were feeling a little more bold. It was officially 5 months of your secret relationship. 5 months of secret dating and joining him on store runs just to screw in the backseat You were wearing a casual short red dress.
Joels favorite short red dress. No one but Joel knew about this intresting milestone in your relationship. No one but joel knew why you were out of your usual jeans and a shirt attire. No one but Joel knew your plans after dinner.
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You park your car outside of your parents house. Right behind Joel. You grab your phone and pie before going up to the door knocking on it.
Your dad answered the door with a raised eyebrow “Well aren’t you fancy tonight.” You smile. “Its just a dress nothing special. Wrong its extremely special. Just not to your father’s knowledge.
You walk inside to the kitchen where Joel stood leaning on the counter drinking a beer and talking to your mother. When you walk in they both look up at you. Your mom immediately walks over taking the pie “Your dressed up for dinner”
Your dad comes behind you to join joel on the counter “Thats what I said” You pour yourself wine repeating your lie of the night “Its just a simple dress. I’m going out for dessert later with someone.”
Your dad raises a eyebrow surprised “Really? With who?” You shrug pretending to be indifferent “Just a guy from a dating app. It’s our first date hes taking me for drinks and dessert. Nothing special”
Joel rolls his eyes. You grin and lean on the counter drinking your wine. “Something on your mind Joely”
He hated that nickname. He thought it was stupid and you thought it was funny. Joel took a swing from his beer. Both your parents eyes on him. “nothing besides the fact that you said the last guy was special and yet you still came home crying over him”
Prick. You roll your eyes and shrug “Well maybe this guy wont be a utter dickhead.”
Your dad snicked before your mom smacked your arm gently “Both of you set the table.” Joel grinned and grabbed the dishes while you grabbed the silverware. Joel followed behinf you to the dining room.
You felt his eyes on you. More so your your ass. You set the silverware at each seat while joel slides the door closed behind him and follow behind him. “that is a pretty fancy dress”
You roll your eyes “Well my date likes it” Joels hot on your ass. His breath on your exposed back. “i thought you said it was your first date” You shrugged “I let him pick my clothes”
You set the last fork down and Joel places the plate right next to it and then pins you between him and the table leaning down whispering in your ear. “you think im a dickhead”
No. You nod your head yes. Liar.
Its almost like Joel could read your mind because hd whispered exactly what you were thinking. “Liar.”
He whispered in your ear again “Did you miss me this week” Yes. You shake your head. His hand quickly covered your mouth and he bent you over the table hitting your ass. You yelped in his hand. His voice was low. It only ever got that low when he was fucking you. Not making love. Fucking the shit out of you.
“lie to me again and you’re getting bent over my lap with your parents in the other room.
He hated when you lied about your feelings for him. Even if it wasn’t a joke he never played about feelings. You didn’t know why you just knew not to fuck around like you found out last time.
Joel whispered in your ear again “I’m gonna ask you again and this time you’re gonna tell me what i wanna hear. Understand”
You also knew when the word understand was at the end of a sentence you were supposed to use your words.
“Yes”
Joel let up and fixed your dress and turned you back around to face him. “I haven’t had the chance to tell you how much I like that dress, have I?”
You shook your head and Joel just grinned. “I’ll tell you later.”
He walked out leaving you to roll your eyes feeling the warmth begin to pool between your legs. Of course he had to get you riled up before dinner.
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During dinner you sat next to Joel. Which for 10 minutes straight consisted of him reaching up your thigh to feel you up, you elbowing him and him pinching your thigh.
Trying to continue a conversation with your parents while Joel is doing nothing but contributing to your wetness wasn’t even the rough part.
It was him asking you questions about your date like it wasn’t him. It was him distracting you so he could feel the pool of wetness between your legs. It was you choking on your wine and excusing yourself to the bathroom.
Joel followed you as your parents looked concerned when you left. Joel let himself into the bathroom behind you. The bathroom you grew up using. The green and black accented bathroom.
You looked at him from the mirror wiping between your boobs. Joel had his stupid smirk across his face as he shut the door behind him and press you against the sink.
You toss the towel into the sink. “Joel quit.” He ignored you pulling up your dress not once losing eye contact “Say yes and i will give you what you want.”
Say yes and he will make you cum while your parents are downstairs. Say yes and you could get caught. You’re too paranoid. Say yes and he will stop torturing you. Say yes.
“Yes”
In a swift movement Joel had you on the sink. He pulled down the offending panties and had you writhing and moaning. Two fingers thrusting in and out of you and one hand holding your dress up.
You gripped the sink spreading your legs wider. Wanting more. Wanting his dick. Needing it. Wanting more than some flimsy fingers. Fingers that feels good but not enough. Not enough for you.
Then theres a knock on your bedroom door. You don’t understand how joel is quick at everything he does but he is. Hes good at fixing your clothes before you even notice. Fixing himself and opening the door before you even process it all.
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The rest of dinner Joel was hands free. By the time it was over he was over the dessert reservation and he just wanted to get you into his bed and fuck the shit out of you till the next day.
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It was a race between your Genesis and his Chevy. Of course you won. You always win, especially since you purposely blocked him in the driveway.
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By the time Joel got to the restaurant you were already waiting to be seated. You didn't notice him come in behind other people but his arms and fake smile gave his mood away. You knew that dessert would end early.
You and Joel sat in a both right across from eachother. You slid off one of your sandals to lay your leg in his lap. Joel smacked your foot and leaned on the table “Do you know what i plan on doing to you”
You shrugged pretending to be oblivious then you rubbed your foot across his crotch. You could see his composure melting. His self control losing.
Joel grabbed your foot again this time he rubbed your ankle roughly. His voice low and smooth, enough to make you wet again. Enough for these panties to be considered a date night souvenir.
“As soon as we get in the garage you’re gonna march your ass to the bathroom. You’re gonna neatly put your clothes in the basket, you’re gonna put your hair up, you’re going to put your panties neatly on the dresser, and then you’re gonna get in bed and wait for me. And everything you do wrong is going to result in a spank got it?”
The waitress comes to your table and Joel gently lets go off your foot and sit up. Your belly pooled in anticipation. Wondering what would come, you sort of knew. You only pushed him far once before. And that was the longest night of your life. He was relentless.
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When you got back to Joels house you put your leftover lava cake in the kitchen on the counter then head straight to his room.
For your relationship to be a secret there were hints of you all over Joels room. You’re clips on his bathroom counter. Your clothes mixed with his in the drawer, your favorite shampoo and conditioner. Your clothes scattered around his bedroom floor. Joel hated when you left your shit on the floor but he let you. Though tonight you had to do everything he said to the T.
You put your clothes neatly in the black laundry basket, neatly put your soaked white lace panties on the dresser and laid on the bed.
You wondered if you should pose. That would be too awkward. Too weird. What was he going to do? Whats taking him so long.
Joel comes into the bedroom hanging his flannel in the closet. He’s silent, but deadly. Definitely deadly. Then Joels belt follows, boots, jeans.
Fuck.
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He pulls you by your legs to the end of the bed. “5 times you tried me tonight. That’s record for you.”
He flipped you over on your stomach. “For someone who barely talked tonight you sure do know how to test me.”
Joel sat down on the bed and laid you out over his lap. “Count.” One word. One word is what officially started your adventure.
Smack “One.” Smack “Two” Smack “Three”
10 blows on the ass. And then right after he kissed you roughly. His hands gripping and grabbing your ass.
You tangled your fingers in the back of his hair pushing yourself closer and whimpered against his lips “Please”
Joel pulls backs staring at the needy gaze in your eyes before repeating your least favorite words “Say it”
You hold back your huff and murmur “Please Joel”
He lays you down on the bed taking a nipple between his fingers “Say it louder”
“Please”
Joel holds your legs up to your chest and bend between your legs. Two of his fingers slide in and out of your tight hole as he licks and slurps your clit.
It took joel less than ten minutes to make your cum. Coating his fingers. A magician is what he is in your mind. Joel brings his fingers to his mouth then yours. The sight of you licking his fingers clean is enough for him to quit teasing you.
Joels boxers were down in under a second and he was in your snatch in under 5. This is a night of setting records.
Joels hands pinched and rubbed your nipples as he pounded into you. Repeatedly. Mercilessly.
“Let me here you, make those pretty noises”
Your soft moans went up high immediately. His skin against yours. His balls hitting your ass as they tighten ready to spill inside you. Inside you without a condom. Inside your young 20 year old fertile pussy.
Joels ready for it. And in this moment you’re ready for whatever Joel gives you and you’re ready to take it happily. With a smile.
His hands find your throat and his lips find yours. His tongue dominating your mouth. His left hand squeezing your hip and his right twisting your nipple in all the right ways. All the right ways to make you cum. Your thighs start shaking under him. Joel pulls your leg up to wrap around him and he pulls away. Your lips pouting at the loss of his warm lips and tongue.
Joel whispers against you lips his warm sweet smelling whiskey breath. “You’re close aren’t you baby?”
You let out a incoherent whimper and a little nod yes as your eyes roll to the back of head. His fingers gently smack your nipple. Gently because it’s enough to make you squeeze his cock tighter. Enough for to squeeze your legs around him and enough for it to hurt at the same time.
“Say it.”
Say it. Can’t he stop making you say everything. You murmur against his lips “I’m close please let me cum”
Joel leaned down and kissed your rosy lips. “You gonna let me cum inside this pretty pussy? You want me to make you mine? Say it. Say you’re my dirty princess and you want it all.”
Say it. Joels seed. Joels seed. Cum. Cum. Cum. Think. Say it. Say it.
“I want it”
Joel thrusted one more hard time before you both went over edge. Before you came and he came harder. Flooding and invaded your womb. Invited.
Joel pulled out and walked to the bathroom. Suddenly its cold without his body. He should hurry back. Joel comes back with hot towel and wipe you down before dressing you in a gray band shirt and laying on the bed with you on his chest.
“You know you have to move in now right?” You look up at him “No i don’t” He smacked your ass gently. For a man who loves making you give consent he sure hates hearing no. “I’m not letting my pregnant girlfriend live alone”
You rolled your eyes yawning. “I’m not pregnant, you’re too old” Joel scoffed at the old comment “You’re definitely pregnant. And you better be nice to me because im the one that has to tell Misty and Dave that i defiled their precious sweet daughter.”
Shit.
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2mny-glockis · 8 months ago
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Out like a light >ᵥ_ᵥ<
Boxer!Eren Yeager x Onyankopon lil sis!black fem reader
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Your big brother, Onyankopon, was a well-renowned fighter in the boxing industry, winning belt after belt due to his exceptional skill. You were proud of him, especially considering the hardships you both endured for him to reach this point.
There's a twelve-year age difference between you, with him being 34 and you being 22. Since the moment you were born, Ony has been the one taking care of you because your emotionally unavailable parents felt they didn’t need to. He stole for you, bought you food, and ensured your education by enrolling you in tutoring programs under your parents' name to secure your graduation, admission to a good university, and a high-paying job. Fighting was how he made his money.
When it came to you, Ony didn’t play, so you could only imagine his face when he sees a video of his main opponent basically flirting with you at a coffee shop.
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Today was a very slow day for you. Your lectures were stupidly long and boring, your friends were all busy, AND on top of all that you dropped a cookie you were eating in a puddle when you were walking to class. Now you find yourself working on a assignment for your chemistry class in a coffee shop.
As you were working, you heard a large commotion coming from the entrance of the store. Turning to see what it was, you were blinded by flashing lights emanating from the front windows of the store. Deciding not wanting to have these lights in your eyes, you turned back and continued working.
After about 30 minutes you grew hungry. Cursing yourself out for not getting any food before hand, you made your way to the register. On the way there, you got a notification on your phone causing you to look at it.
Sash 🫡 :
YALL WANNA HANGOUT LATER????
Y/n 💞 :
oh so when I ask if y’all want to hang y’all don’t wanna respond 🙄🙄 (oh and sure>.<)
Con 🤓 :
thats because you be asking us at the most god forsaken hours😒
As you were typing out your response, you bumped into someone. (cliché i know but y’all bare with me 🙏) “Oh I’m sorry..” you say before you see a cake pop fall to the ground. Now you were really sorry. The man in front of you groaned in frustration. “Watch where you’re goin-“ he paused when he turned around. Staring at you as if he was lost for words.
“I’m so sorry. Please let me buy you another one.” You offer. An unexpected low “Damn” fell from the man’s lips leaving both you and him confused. “No it’s fine” he says when he snaps back to reality. “Oh come on! It’s my fault so I’ll buy you a new one! I’m going there right now anyways!” You insisted eager to fix your mistake. The man turns looks at his friends and then looks back at you. “Ok um sure.” A small smile forming on his lips.
"Here," you said, extending the cake pop to him with a sheepish grin. "Sorry again." "You really didn't have to do that," he replied, his gaze shifting to the dessert now in his hand. "No, no! I had to!" you insisted, your smile widening with sincerity. He returned your smile, gratitude in his eyes. "So... do you have a name?" he asked. "Oh, umm it’s (y/n)! What’s yours?" you responded. "Eren. Oh, um, Eren Yeager," he replied shyly.
As you processed his name, a wave of recognition washed over you. You'd definitely heard that name before. That's when it clicked. The paparazzi, the wounds on his face. everything fell into place, and you suddenly realized who he was.
"You're that boxer, right?" you said, unable to contain your excitement as you grinned at him. "Oh, umm, yeah," he replied, rubbing the back of his head nervously. "Do you like boxing?" he asked, trying to shift the focus away from himself. "I mean, my big brother's a boxer," you replied casually, feeling a of pride as you mentioned your brothers job.
"Really? Who is he?" Eren asked, his curiosity piqued. "Onyankopon!" you replied proudly, the name rolling off your tongue effortlessly.The feeling Recognition formed on Eren's face. That's where he'd seen you before—linked to the famous Onyankopon.
Eren and Ony were headlining for this highly anticipated boxing event, were they are facing each other in the ring. Throughout the years of both of their boxing Journeys, there have been very mild beef between the both of them. But nothing to Extreme.
"Hope you don’t mind me beating up your brother," Eren teased, flashing a mischievous grin at you. "Umm, I don’t think you will," you replied, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of your lips as you bantered back. With a subtle nod, you motioned for him to follow you back to the table where your belongings stood.
Eren obliged, his smile widening as he fell into step beside you. "So, what do you do?" "I'm in university right now. I want to become a dermatologist," you replied. "Oh, really? That's cool," Eren responded.
"Hey, so um," Eren interrupted you, halting your steps. You turned to face him, curious about what he had to say. His smile was infectious, and you found yourself returning it. "I was wondering if you'd want to talk more," he continued. “I would love to but my class is starting in a few minutes and..” you look at the paparazzi still flashing there cameras at him. “You also look busy.” You return your gaze back to him. He looks behind him and sulks. Their still here?
"Then can I get your number?" Eren asked, eager to continue talk to you more. Your smile widened at his request, flattered by his interest. With a playful glint in your eye, you reached out for his phone, causing a flicker of confusion to pass over his face. "For my number," you clarified with a smirk, enjoying teasing him just a little. "Oh, um, yeah," Eren stammered slightly, fumbling in his pockets until he located his phone. Once he retrieved it, he handed it over to you.
"Here ya go, honey," you said teasingly, handing Eren his phone back with a playful smile dancing on your lips. His cheeks flushed slightly at the nickname, caught off guard by the endearment. "Thank you, pretty," he replied, mustering up the courage to flirt back, his attempt at charm accompanied by a sheepish grin. As you prepared to leave, Eren's gaze lingered on you, reluctant to see you go. "Text me when you get home," he requested softly, his sincerity evident in his tone as he watched you pick your stuff up and leave.
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>ᵥ_ᵥ< : ITS MARCH BREAK YALL IM FREEE !! I might make a part 2 of this😙
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to the ghost of henry peglar, congrats on writing your poem down 177 years ago!!!
to the actual academic scholars who have studied the pages before me....
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so I took the royal museum greenwich's scan of the poem page (which is available online hereeee) and screwed around with its light levels in photoshop until henry's script was darkened enough to see more clearly. then I digitally traced over the darkened letters as best as I could, while also trying to discern his handwriting, and type up how I was reading it & this process took me about a week to get done between like... living my regular day to day life lmao.......
so when it WAS done, the final isabel acheronist peglar papers ["the open C"] transcript seemed a bit different than how I remembered the readily available russell potter transcript going ? (the poem is on the last two pages of that pdf for those of you who don't spend a billion hours a week looking at it btw)
it felt like I was getting more/different information out of it, compared to the potter transcript, which was kind of stressing me out honestly. so THEN I compared mine with barry cornwall's original poem and found more words that matched up? particularly in the second and third stanzas?
so!!!!! almost two hundred years later here's what I've landed on:
April 21 1847 the C the C the open ) ( it grew so fresh the Ever free the Ever free the Ever free without it without it covered it will Run to Earth above Re gions Round I love the C I love the C when I whare & I wish to be with and and silence whare Never go if a sailor should a Come and Make the meek What matter what matter Come Ride Or Sleep there was shores white and of red morn at the noisy hours knew I was ever near I was Born the [...] in felt Unto the Maid the wale the young dolphin ...... yet thes back of gold the Call of gods When I was on Old England Shore I like the young C more and more oftentimes time flew to a sweltering place like a bird thats seeks it mother Case and ware she was bird oft to me for have I loved a young and Hopen C
so then after going thru All Of That, I wanted to have a version of the original poem with parts that Henry did remember clearly highlighted for comparison purposes:
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I know it's a popular theory that Henry was writing a dirty parody of the original poem? which if true, is funny as hell. me when i have to write cheeky victorian porn before i die.
But (serious voice) something about that hadn't ever seemed exactly right to me... IN MY HEART it seems more realistic that around 1847 he (and also by extension, the whole surviving expedition crew) were starting to experience confusion / brain fog symptoms from being ummmm quite physically unwell. the lead poisoning/scurvy combo would have severe effects on the brain's ability to function properly, and I started to wonder if Henry was trying to test his memory somehow? So he picked a widely known and popular Victorian era poem about being a sailor to see how much he could recall??? and he then got a little whimsical with it, and wrote in his own words to fill in the portions he couldn't fully recall, because it's his own diary and likely didn't expect anyone else to ever read it, much less have it turn into ONE of TWO surviving sources about the expedition?????
like... idk... this is probably the work of someone in the exact moment as they were starting to realize how bad things were, and then was trying to cope by using poetry. and That hurts my feelings enough as it is, but going through it was also just a very weird and haunting experience....... like, I can recognize all these tiny details in this dead guy's script and handwriting now. and to read his own account of his life in his own words, what stood out to him and what he recalled, what he wanted people in the future to know about him? insane. it literally felt like i was getting haunted by him for no reason. on top of knowing that Someone (#teamarmitage) loved this guy enough to keep his memory protected and safe, even though They Were So Totally Fucked And Going To Die There, unknowing if they'd ever be found again........
SIGHING + SIGHING + SIGHING + SIGHING + CRYING A BIT HONESTLY
anyways thanks for reading this all. I don't think that this is revolutionary franklin expedition news by any means, and idk if there's a better different transcript somewhere that i've not found that already covers all this? but it's consumed a lot of my life lately lol and i wanted to share. because its the anniversary of henry writing it, and it felt...... important....? 💌....????
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the-record · 11 months ago
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COWBOYS LIKE ME
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SYNOPSIS: youll never stop letting her in.
PAIRING: cowboy!abby x reader
WARNINGS: none??
A/N: yall remember when i wrote some fics and made a ton of ideas and series and then disappeared??? WOOPS!! heres a little holiday present!! maybe there will be more, idk
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after that last night, abby hadnt shown at your door again. she knew she was wrong for it, for everything. all you had done was love and care for her, treating her with sweet southern kindness. she hated herself for leaving you.
you couldn’t find it within your heart to hate her. she didn’t lie when she said it wasn’t safe for the two of you beyond the farm. it still didn’t make it hurt any less when she left without a word.
you gave up after three months and she didnt come by even once. you fell back into your regular routine. afternoon tea, church, chores. you even found a bookstore that would fill the quiet hours between tasks.
abby didn’t forget about you though, how could she? she had people all around town keeping an eye on you, ensuring you were never around danger. subtle misdirections and such. just because she couldn’t be there didn’t mean she doesn’t care.
you’d attempted to forget her, and almost had.
but it was cold and snowy out, just days before christmas, and abby found herself close to the only place she could call home.
you werent shocked to hear a knock ok your door so late in the evening, figuring one of the ladies had stopped by with news and a gift. but seeing her at your door stopped your heart.
“can i come in?” you ushered her in, taking in her shivering frame. “im really sorry if im putting you out, but could i stay here? just for a night if thats all you please.”
you nodded, just enough to see, still starstruck. she smiled softly and knocked you out of your state. you grabbed the snowy coat off her shoulders, helping her take off those boots you knew didnt do much in this cold. you pulled her to the fire place, setting her beside it and finding a blanket to wrap around her body.
she laughed as you sat beside her, just staring. “gotta love southern hospitality.” she joked, but you barely laughed. abby sighed and picked at her fingers, “i really am sorry. i feel i cant stop hurting you.”
you merely nodded before getting up. heading to the kitchen, your head clouded as you fell into routine. as you put the kettle on, you couldnt help but wonder why she was back on your doorstep. you didnt stop wondering even as you watched the tea steep, when you brought it back to the now warmer blonde.
but when you held it out to her, you didnt let go. “are you gonna leave again?” her silence was answer enough. your hand dropped and you turned, leaving for your room.
abby flinched when your door slammed.
her boots still sat beneath your bed, gathering dust, fingerprints still visible from the last time you missed her. you listened to her footsteps as your fingers brushed all over the shoes.
she roamed the kitchen, cleaning it the best she could before she made her way upstairs. abby didnt want to hurt you. she loved you, even if she struggled to say it. when she knocked she heard a quiet ‘come in’, yet she still hesitated at the door.
the door opened for her. you staring up at her blank face, a tear stain she wanted to wash away and never see again.
“i love you.”
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when the sun streamed in the next morning, it didnt fall on just you. a weight slung over your stomach, one of abby’s arms dead weight across you. you couldn’t help but smile.
when it snowed again the next day, the bed was cold, but the house wasn’t. downstairs, abby had the fire going and breakfast on the stove for the both of you.
and when the sun shown and the birds sang months later, she laid in bed watching your peaceful sleep.
her cuts and bruises had long disappeared. that chill she had that made her shake, warmed. the emptiness she had felt for all those years, had been filled with love and care she yearned for her whole life.
she felt it when she saw you.
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angelliicc · 2 months ago
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rush
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“nine to nine, you're on my mind all day
you're my world and my sweet escape”
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a/n: HI GUYS! editor ❌ writer ✅ no fic coming tomorrow or thursday :( sorry. also i almost fell asleep writing this but i drank celsius lol, enjoy!!
warnings: not proofread, fluff, tension
| your phone buzzed with a notification. your phone had been quite dry, but whenever you get a notification you answer it immediately. it was from instagram.
message request from: ellie 💫 accept it?
“hm, whos this?” you thought. no person had dmed you out of the blue before. only close friends and family. “sure, why not?”
after accepting the request, you see the message she left for you.
“hey :)”
you respond back. “hiii”
e: “i dmed you because i saw we have a lot of interests in common, hope you dont mind.”
you needed new mutuals to talk about the same shit you liked, only a handful of people at your school, but they were mostly older.
r: “oh dont worry, i dont mind. so you like the same things as me mostly?”
e: “unless there’s something i dont know about, than yes”
“shes kinda funny” you thought.
r: “lol, i like music, clothes, painting, shopping, sports, all that shit.”
e: “i like sports also, what do you watch?”
r: “basketball, loved it since i was 5”
e: “damn thats for a long ass time. i tried it but its ehh not for me.”
r: “well what do you watch or play?”
e: “soccer, i play and watch.”
r: “nicee. i want to play soccer, but i don’t know how to play lol.”
e: “maybe i can teach you one day.”
shes bold, but you had no complaints about it.
you saw in her bio, she lived in the same area as you. you decided to ask her if you’d like to meet up and get some coffee. you had nothing to do this weekend and wanted to get out of the house anyway.
r: “hey, i saw you’re in the bay? you mind if you wanna get coffee and chat? get to know each other more?”
you pressed send before even thinking twice. “fuck fuck fuck why did i do that? she must think im so annoy-“ until you felt a buzz.
e: “sure, id like that.”
a smile grew on your face.
the next morning you woke up, went to the bathroom to do your 5 step skin care routine. while waiting for your skin to dry, you decided to pick out an outfit. the weather was partly cloudy, so you picked out a pink sweater, a white tank top, and some jeans. you changed, then applied your makeup, making sure everything was going perfect. you did your eyeshadow a baby pink color, with some glitter on the center of your eyelids.
the cafe was around 5 minutes away from your house, so you decided to walk. it was a good dose of vitamin D, and you needed some fresh air.
when you get there, you see her sitting in a chair. she has auburn hair in a mullet, green eyes and freckles on her face. she was wearing sweats, a compression shirt with a button-up short sleeve shirt on top.
you smiled as you sat down, placing your tote bag down. “hi!”
“hey, you look nice.” she replied. the comment caught you off guard, making you immediately flustered.
“thank you.” you said back “you look nice too. wanna order anything? its on me don’t worry.”
“nono i got it, thank you for the offer.” you and ellie went up to the counter placing your orders. ellie ordered an iced americano with a marble cake. you weren’t really hungry, so you just ordered a matcha.
you both sat down at the table and started talking. you both talked like it was your last day on earth. you told each other your personal lives, schooling, etc.
you both talked so much that you guys lost track of time. before you knew it, the sun was starting to set. “wanna see the sunset? lets see if it has pretty colors today.” she asked.
“yess, i love sunsets.” you said. you got your bag, and headed out the door with her. you decided to walk to the local park and watch the sunset.
you both sat down on the grass, enjoying the view. a random wave of drowsiness hit you. before you knew it, your head was on ellies shoulder and you were out like a light.
15 minutes later you wake up from her shoulder, still at the park. the sun had fully set, and you realized what had happened.
“im so sorry, i didn’t mean to.” you said.
“dont worry, i kinda enjoyed it actually.” ellie replied back, soothing your worries.
“yup, shes still bold.” you thought. “this was fun ellie. im gonna head home now, we should do this again sometime.” you told her enthusiastically.
“me too, this was very nice. see you again sometime soon.” she replied.
before you went to bed, you got another message from her.
“goodnight.” ellie said
“goodnight.” you replied back
the next morning, you were bombarded with texts. and you liked it.
for the next 3 days, you both were talking from sun up to sun down, never getting bored. you noticed ellie was being bold and flirting with you. “two can play that game.” you thought to yourself.
e: “i missed you these past couple of days.”
r: “oh really? how bad did you miss me.”
e: “i missed you so much i couldnt stop thinking about you. you’re so beautiful.”
r: “you really have a way with words, yk that right?”
e: “maybe.”
r: “since when are you the flirty type?”
e: “ive always been. why? too much to handle?”
r: “no, i like it. its cute from you.”
e: “when you slept on my shoulder by accident the other day, you had me nervous. in a good way. i wish you just stayed there forever”
r: “its just my touch i have on people. if you miss me so much come over.”
e: “omw.”
10 minutes later, the doorbell rang. you felt a rush of excitement.
you answered the doorbell, seeing her leaning on the doorframe. “did you fly down the highway?” you asked sarcastically. “thats only something i know.” she replied
you both went to your bedroom. it was pink with green vines and fairy lights. cds and posters spread according to match the aesthetic.
you sat on the floor, and ellie sat down on your bed, lying down to your plushies then eventually getting up.
“you’re the only thing ive been thinking about lately.” she started
“is that so? do i make you feel special?” you respond
“i wont lie, you kinda do. everything about you. i love all of it. your eyes, your hair, your style.” she spoke, all saying this while running her fingers through your hair. you felt like you falling, your heart was racing and your stomach was doing flips.
you got up off the floor and sat on the bed. she placed her hand on your knee and started doing circles with her thumbs, letting you get tingles all over your body. you both look at each other, and didnt break eye contact. you were getting nervous, so you started blushing and immediately turned away in embarrassment. “hey!” she said in a playful tone. you both eventually held hands while looking at each others eyes.
“no ones made me feel like this before” you told her.
“good, then let me be the first.” she spoke.
when you looked down she touched your face and kissed your cheek. you felt satisfied, and your whole face felt red. her soft kisses on your skin felt so relaxing. the feelings you both have kept hidden from the moment you say each other were about to become transparent.
the tension between you both was louder than any words ever spoken before. you both looked at each others lips, and started kissing, becoming drunk in each other. her taste of love was so special and sweet. so sweet that it made you dizzy. you felt like a spell was casted upon the both of you, like you could stay up all night, and never be tired. love felt so easy in that moment, and it made you want more of her. you both couldn’t get enough of each other, wanting to feel each others rush.
the touch of each other made it seemed like it lasted forever. she pulled away from your lips.
“can i be your girlfriend?” she asked you.
fuck, she did have a way of her words. the words themselves can make you levitate from the thoughts of her.
“you dont know how long ive been waiting for that question.” you told her. ��absolutely.”
just as you were running out of love, you found the person you needed the most.
hours and hours what do I do now? baby
with no clue, i need you quickly
i need to feel your rush, drive me crazy and I know
i just can't get enough.
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