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change of plans: part 11

sero hanta x fem!reader

part 11/12 (part 10 | part 1)

oops. more porn.

cw // nsfw; lingerie, teasing, more recreational drug use (weed), cockwarming, slightly public sex (sorry to their friends here, they did not consent to this 😔), allusions to exhibitionism, crying, comfort

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You didn't realize that the phrase, "distance makes the heart grow fonder" applied so literally to Sero Hanta.

He has never texted you consistently in the time that you've had each other's contact info. Yet, now that he's several time zones away from you, he somehow can't seem to leave you alone.

Or it could be that he’s technically your boyfriend now and just wanted to keep in regular touch with you.

Either way, you can’t say you mind all of the stable communication and more consistent response times after all the head games you played with yourself before this. All the good morning and good night texts, food and travel pictures, random videos of him and his relatives, and constant requests for video calls are far more preferable to the once a day texts or psyching yourself out to make a phone call.

You only feel bad that you didn’t have much to offer in return in comparison. While he was off traveling between countries in South America to visit different relatives and family friends, you were back in your hometown for the holidays and enjoying what you could of them with your family and hometown friends, so aside from the dinner and family pictures, you didn’t really have anything as exciting to share with him.

He had plenty to be excited about though, apparently. Because of the time zone thing, you didn’t often accept his video call invitations, whether it was because you were asleep or busy or just away from your phone at the time. So when you missed those, he’d ask for a picture or selfie to make up for it.

There was one instance where you both did happen to be available for a call since he got back in late after a night out with his cousins, and you were about to get ready for a shower. When you answered, he was clearly still a bit tipsy as he only spoke in slurred, sleepy Spanish to you for the first five minutes. At which point, you just chuckled and continued preparing for your shower as you listened to him go on.

He only switched back when you told him you were going to hang up to wash up.

“Nooo, don’t go, querida.” He had whined, “Bring your phone into the bathroom with you and let me watch.”

You snorted at that before bringing up, “Isn’t the camera just going to fog up?”

“Just tuck me into a little zipper bag and keep me close.” He insisted.

So you ended up digging around in your room for that water protectant plastic phone pouch you bought for snorkeling during a trip once to bring Sero into the shower with you. He kind of just watched you with a glazed look in his eyes most of the time while you were washing up, which you thought kind of defeated the purpose of bringing him in with you in the first place.

But by the time you were drying off, he just sighed all dreamily, saying, “Wow. I cannot believe that you are my girlfriend.”

And, well. That was nice to hear.

So… you may or may not have let him watch you get off on your vibrator a bit later that night.

You were completely sober, yet you didn’t find it all that hard to say embarrassing things like, “God, I wish it was you. I wish it was you so bad. I miss you so much, Hanta” as you were riding your favorite toy in front of your phone propped on the bed. Probably because he was behind a screen that you could easily hide from, but you didn't really feel the need to hide.

The way that he was breathing hard and jerking himself off as he watched you and occasionally directed you actually gave you a bit more confidence. The fact that he was in a completely different part of the world, able to do whatever or whoever he wanted and probably get away with it, but still only thought of you fanned out your ego like a peacock's feathers.

You never imagined him to be so needy. He was all cool and unbothered when you first met him, and he seemed to let things go easily since he would always brush off your rejections. But now that he has you officially, all the playboy smooth talk and smiles have been scooting over to make room for the goofier, whinier side of his personality.

It’s pretty cute.

All the mischievous smirks, cheesy lines, and cool guy airs have given way for more silly faces, rambunctious laughter, and stupid jokes. And all of them together are much more endearing to you than simply one side of each, because they're all still parts of Sero. And being able to see more of all of them feels like something only you get the privilege of.

And he, in turn, obviously starts to see more of the embarrassing sides of you, too. The sudden bouts of huffiness or jealousy, the pettiness that comes out in French when you don't want him to understand what you're saying, the ugly noises you make when start laughing too hard, your own needy and whiny side that you’ve been toning down until now, the random spells of lust you get for him at the slightest things.

No, that's especially embarrassing; how horny you are for him. While it's not unusual to be attracted to your own boyfriend, he just... you don't even know what he does to you. But just noticing the slightest detail about him — an outfit you've never seen him on before, the way his voice sounds when saying a certain Spanish phrase, a growing tan line on his skin — you find yourself warming at the core or rubbing your thighs together. It's especially pathetic because you haven't even seen him since the morning after the holiday party.

Okay, so maybe you miss him a bit too. And you're looking really forward to what's to come; sex, dates, pictures, music, language and all.

Which is why you're preparing so much for the next time you see him. He's actually heading back to the university area a day ahead of you, so you agreed to meet at his apartment after you got back into the city too. You both agreed to just have a simple date at home first (to keep the horny energy in a controlled environment), so you are pulling a few extra stops to make your reunion a bit more... dramatic.

The day you get back into the city, after stopping by your own apartment to get ready, you head to Sero’s place with a bag of some extra groceries, in case you want to cook something together later. But you almost drop them when your boyfriend swoops in for a big kiss and hug before he even says hello.

You struggle to keep a grip on the bag handles, but you still lean up and wrap your free arm around his neck to kiss him back. Because wow— maybe you missed him more than you thought. It's only been a few weeks since you last met, but suddenly it feels like color has been restored to your vision. There's a lightness in your chest that makes your heart feel like it's floating in zero gravity.

His arm around your waist and his big hand splayed against your back make you feel at home, warmer than you were just minutes ago. And he is still as good at kissing as ever. You can taste a hint of orange from his mouth, probably from a juice or something, and it pairs splendidly with his woodsy cologne that has a touch of cinnamon.

"Get in here." He chuckles against your lips as he pulls you inside, closing the door before he presses you against it to keep kissing you.

You have to fight him off, but you do it with a laugh as you say, "Hey, calm down. At least let me put these in the fridge first."

"You brought something with you?" He asks, letting you go rather easily, as if he hadn't just been trying to suck your face off.

"Just some extra groceries. In case we wanted to make something. Here," you pull out a big, bright orange, "Your favorite."

He hums with a hooded smile, leaning in to kiss the orange in your hand before taking your wrist to trail a few kisses along your fingers, "You trying to feed me to win me over, bella?" he asks as he leans in to peck at your shoulder and cheek as well.

"I still have to win you over?" You joke back.

"Nah," he smiles, kissing you on the lips once more before finally pulling back and taking your bag, "You took care of that a long time ago."

"How long ago, exactly?" You ask, more to keep the light, springy pace of the conversation than out of curiosity. But when Sero hesitates to answer, that suddenly changes.

But he only diverts the question with another smile, walking off with your groceries, "That's for me to know."

You suppose you could pry further, or maybe even use a little promiscuous persuasion, but it's also not something you mind waiting to find out later. Maybe it'll mean something even more by then.

So for now, you're just going to focus on today. And how excited you are for this little at-home date.

Following him into the kitchen, you watch as he organizes the items into the refrigerator, catching up with him about his flight and some of things he did on his trip that he didn't get to mention in your texts and calls. At some point, he brings out a vacuum-sealed package of coffee beans to give to you, "These are the ones I was talking about that time at the grocer a while back."

"You mean that day you dragged me through a storm without so much as a warning?" You recall with a smile as you accept the bag. There's no special print or label on the package, so it must be from a local cafe or something.

Sero laughs as he pulls two mugs out of a cupboard and brings out his own bag of coffee beans. "I guess I did do something like that, didn't I?"

You hum, leaning back against the kitchen counter, thinking back to that fateful day you ran into him and had some of the most fun you’ve ever had in such a moment of spontaneity. Now that you can look back on it from where you stand with Sero currently, it brings out much more fondness than it did before.

“That was one of my favorite days.” You find yourself admitting, though you don’t look at him as you say it.

That doesn’t happen for long, however, as he steps in front you to plant each of his hands on the counter around you, leaning down to bring his face close to yours. Not to kiss you or anything this time, just to kind of look at you and... appreciate your presence, maybe.

As self-conscious as it makes you, you also kind of enjoy having the moment to appreciate him, too. It's only been a few weeks since you last saw him, but there are already some new changes about him. His skin has warmed up with a tan from being outdoors most days. There's a slight glow on his face that must've come his replenishing break from university. Even the lilt in certain words when he speaks sounds a little different after speaking Spanish for so long.

He's sexy.

You don't admit that very often just because you're still too used to underplaying your feelings for him, having tried to "protect" yourself from him at the beginning. But now that you really look at him, appreciate him, you can tell you've got a catch. Not only is he attractive, and charming, and smooth, but he also makes you smile and feel special. Even when you doubt it, he works hard to convince you of it.

You really like him. So much that you can't hold back from taking a kiss for yourself after holding your gazes for a while.

Sero sighs through his nose as he accepts your kiss with hot gratitude, pulling you even closer with an arm around your waist and a hand cupping the back of your head. You both just stay there for a while, making out in his kitchen, until you start letting out small sounds of growing desire and he has to pull himself back.

"I'm gonna make us some coffee so you can try it. Why don't you head to my room and get comfortable first?" He says with a smack to your ass before turning to pull out his coffee grinder.

You huff lightly at his dismissal before checking him with your hip and whipping around to strut to his bedroom. In all honesty though, this works out for you, because now you can really give him a surprise to walk in on.

While you arrived here wearing a long coat and sweater dress under the guise of protecting yourself from the cold weather, Sero's apartment heater and kisses have warmed you up enough to take them off. You're at the perfect threshold of warm and horny to just bring out the lingerie set you picked for today.

After hanging your coat and sweater dress on the empty wall hooks in Sero's room, you take a moment to admire yourself in the full length mirror. You've got on a sheer bustier bra and a silky, mesh skirt that ends just below your mid-thigh. It's only about a tone lighter than your skin, so the sheer material doesn't leave you naked, but still leaves little to the imagination.

It's a rather simple ensemble compared to the many you've browsed through and impulse-bought over the years, but this one immediately reminded you of how much Sero enjoyed the skirt you wore to the holiday party. And it looks pretty damn good on you, the silky material that practically blends into your skin makes you feel ethereal and almost fairy-like, yet still sexy.

Originally, you had planned to just enjoy hanging out and catching up with Sero for a bit before breaking out the fancy underwear for sweet bout of reunion sex. But if there's anything you've learned from being with him, it's that it's fine to switch things up a bit.

You're digging through your bag for the CD that you brought for him when you hear voices coming from the living room.

Huh, you had assumed that Todoroki wouldn't be home today since Sero invited you over. Though it's not like you've abstained from doing the nasty while his roommate was home in the past. Todoroki's always been chill about it, but you suppose if you had the choice, you wouldn't want to subject anyone to hearing the kind of person you become when Sero is pummeling your guts.

But then you hear a few more voices, some of them quite recognizable, and then Sero having some sort of discussion with them. You can't really make out the conversation through the door, but you're already wondering if you've jumped the gun by taking your clothes off too early.

Just a minute later, while you're idling in front of his CD player, pondering whether or not to play the album you just put in, Sero walks into his room with the two mugs of coffee in his hand, "Hey, [Name]. I'm really sorry, but it looks like Todoroki agreed to host our friends' usual movie thing this we—"

He stops short when he catches sight of you, half naked in your sheer lingerie in front of his music shelf, holding the CD case of the album that you wanted to listen to with him. And he kind of just stands there, frozen, with the two coffees surprisingly secure in his hand as he just... tries to make sense of the admittedly ridiculous sight that he's probably seeing.

"Oh." You say, closing the plastic case to place it on the shelf before stepping towards the adjacent wall to pull your sweater dress back on, "Never mind, then." You try to play it off as if you hadn't just exposed how stupidly eager you were to get fucked.

"Wait wait wait." Sero says as he hurriedly closes the door behind him and sets the mugs down on his desk, then pounces towards you to yank the dress out of your hands and hold you in front of him to get a good look at you.

Okay, now you feel self-conscious. He can probably see right through you — in both the physical and metaphorical sense. How you were prepared to get your shit wrecked within the first hour of seeing him again.

"Did- Did you wear this for me?" He says with more genuine awe than the flirty smugness you expected. As if he's received a gift he didn't expect rather than walking in on his embarrassingly horny girlfriend. What business does he have being so damn cute?

"Well— yeah, obviously." You avoid his eyes, trying to shift away from his hands on your shoulders as well. "But clearly, you have guests."

"I'll tell them to leave." He resolves immediately, holding you in place so he can keep staring at you, "Or I'll just tell the guys to watch without me tonight. They'll understand."

"This is like a regular boys' night thing that you guys do?" You ask.

"Yeah, I mean, we all just hang out and smoke while watching movies and stuff. We do it all the time." He sighs, letting you go to run a hand through his hair, "But I guess I was so gassed up about seeing you today that I didn't check the group chat this time when Todoroki agreed to host it today. I honestly didn't even know we were doing it today, I swear. I’m really sorry about this."

Well. That certainly puts a damper on your plans.

You do kind of wish that this was prevented, but you’re also kind of amused by the idea that he'd actually be that excited to see you again that he would completely forget about his usual plans with all his other friends. Especially if they’re close enough that Todoroki can agree to host on Sero’s behalf and everyone will assume it’s okay.

Either way, you are definitely not trying to get it on with even more people around now, so the sexy part of this date will have to wait. You do still want to be with Sero today, so you’ll just have to recover your dignity somehow in the meantime.

Ugh, what a way to spoil your own surprise though. You really couldn’t have waited just ten more minutes before throwing all your clothes off?

"It's okay," you say, reaching for your dress again that Sero had tossed onto his bed, "They're all here already, so we can just watch with them. If I'm allowed to join, that is."

"What?!" He shouts, sounding offended, "No! Fuck that! You really think I'm going to sit through some dumb movies when I know that you're wearing this?!"

"Well, it'd be kind of rude to ditch your friends on a routine hangout when they already know you're here." You point out, "Also, I kinda don't want them to know that I'm getting railed, let alone what I sound like when I'm getting railed."

"Fuuuuck," Sero groans into the ceiling, digging his palms into his eye sockets, "I don't want that either..."

"So let's just go watch with them. You were going to let me stay the night anyway, right?"

There will still be plenty of time to fool around later. Maybe this was a sign to slow down anyway, for your own good.

"Yeah, but..." he sighs, then groans again when he brings his eyes back down to you, "God, you've gotta be fucking kidding me. Baby, look at you. You're like something straight out of a fantasy. Are you—" His brows furrow a bit when he takes a closer look at your skirt, "Are you even wearing any underwear?"

"I can put some on." You offer.

"Don't you dare." He growls, burrowing his face into your neck, kissing it, and letting himself touch your skin and feel the garment for a moment.

His hands roam everywhere, just massaging and getting re-familiarized with your body while he can. Then he lets out a little whine when he drags them up to your bare ass, letting the loose silk of the skirt completely curtain his hands.

"They're like butterfly wings." He whispers into your neck, curving one hand down to the apex of your thighs to tickle your lower lips with his fingers. The soft touch makes you shiver and form a new wave of wetness like he had beckoned for it himself, "And I just know this is gonna taste like sweet ass pollen."

You're tempted by the way he pulls back to make you watch him lick off the thin layer of wetness he gathered onto his fingers. You're tempted to take back everything you just said to let him remind you just how well that tongue can treat you, because his eyes certainly tell no lies.

But at the same time, it's kind of fun torturing him. Despite your initial embarrassment, his reaction is still in the realm of what you were hoping for. So maybe it'll be fun to see how far you can push him. Sure, it'll be hard on you too for the next few hours, but you kind of want to enjoy this while you can.

"Let's just go." You chuckle, stepping away from him to get properly dressed.

"Are you serious, babe?" He looks heartbroken as he watches you put your clothes back on, "You came here all cute and dolled up just for me. Don't you want the nice, long pussy worshipping that you deserve?" He tries one last time to convince you, coming up to the mirror behind you to caress his hands down your now wool-covered sides.

You watch as he noses along your jawline to come up and brush his lips against your temple, but once he finally meets your eyes, you give him a cheeky smile, saying, "Plans can change sometimes."

The dumbfounded look on Sero's face just might be entirely worth this sudden left turn in your day. Because even if you don't get anything else out of today (which you doubt), you'll at least have that.

With a last adjustment to your outfit, you take one of the mugs of coffee on the desk and exit his bedroom.

When you walk out into the living room, you find Kaminari, Kirishima, and Tokoyami on the sofa, setting out food and rolling up blunts, and you see Todoroki and Bakugou arguing in the kitchen.

"Hey, guys." you announce your presence.

"Hey, [Surname]!" Kirishima greets you first, and the others follow after, "Heard we crashed your date with Sero. Sorry about that."

"That's Sero's own fault for not checking his phone." Kaminari says as he perfectly seals up the blunt he was working on, "But hey, you're free to join us if you want. Or if you wanna just make out with your boyfriend in another room, we won't judge. S'totally up to you."

"Yeah, I'll make out with him some other time." You chuckle as you join them, "I don't mind a little movie marathon, as long as you guys are okay with me crashing the boys' night."

"For sure! You're always welcome." Kirishima reassures you, the kind, golden-hearted guy that he is.

"For the record," Sero appears behind you with a hand on your hip, "I definitely voted for making out in another room over another All Might marathon."

"Yeah, I bet you did. Simp." Kaminari snorts at him.

"And actually, we're not watching the All Might movies this time." Tokoyami corrects, "Kirishima won first pick, so we're actually starting with Crimson Riot this time."

"Crimson Riot? Didn't most of his movies flop because they were too boring?" Sero says.

"Hey, don't be a hater." You find yourself defending, "What Crimson lacks in power, he makes up for in story. His character arc is so good."

"That's what I'm saying!" Kirishima thrusts his arms out at you as if to physically indicate how much he agrees, "His powers aren't flashy but his backstory is so good! He's like, the man's man when it comes to chivalry and spirit, ya know?"

"Okay, I get that. But for a superhero movie? If there's not enough action, then people lose interest." Sero argues skeptically, then holds a defensive hand up when you give him a look, "Okay, babe— babe, just hear me out, okay?"

A bunch of debate and discussion jumps about the room until Bakugou and Todoroki join in with some hot lasagna and apparently fresh pizza that they had been reheating. Soon, everyone is settled either on the sofa or the bean bag chairs in the living by the time the movie starts and the blunts are lit.

Despite how big the single armchair adjacent to the sofa is, it's still hardly build to fit two people. Yet Sero insists that you share the seat with him so that he can have you to himself for the movie. One of your legs is draped over Sero's because you can't fit both of your asses onto the cushion.

You tried for some other position where you were perpendicular to him or on the arm of the chair, but he insisted on this one so he could hug you from behind while watching. Which you don't mind, you suppose. Especially since Sero brought you a blanket from his room to cover your legs with, so you can spread as much as you need to without worrying about flashing his friends with your naked pussy.

The movie is good, since you haven't watched it in a few years, so it feels like a refresher. But your focus trails away every so often when Sero's fingers play with your thighs underneath the blanket, slowly squeezing and massaging. Every time his hand moves a little too high, you squirm a little bit, inadvertently scooting yourself closer into his lap. And just when you think he's about to cross the line, he pulls his hand away to accept the blunt passed his way.

You gratefully take a puff for yourself in hopes of calming down from Sero's small touches, but as the movie plays on, and the blunt burns down, and the food disappears, you only find yourself becoming more and more fixated on how Sero's body feels against yours.

Since he’s preoccupied with hugging and touching you, he asks you to feed him from your plate. Each time you reach around to give him a bite of lasagna, he hums in satisfaction and squeezes your thighs in thanks. And since you’ve got a plate in your hands, he’s usually the one who accepts the blunt and holds it to your lips for you to take a puff. And while it’s perfectly innocent, something about pressing your lips up to Sero’s fingers in front of everyone, even just to smoke, feels intensely intimate.

This division of tasks discards any attempt at subtlety you were hoping to keep around the others, but for the most part, they accept it graciously. Some of them even comment on how cute the two of you are. But while you are at least reassured that you don’t have to be embarrassed, you still can’t hide the heat that flushes up your body from Sero’s constant groping.

Maybe he's getting revenge on you for choosing to draw this out. Because you can't imagine that there is anything but ill intent behind every touch that just skims the top of your thigh but doesn't rest on your damp pussy. He keeps massaging your thighs, rubbing your skin, leaving kisses on your neck and face every few minutes, but he never does more than tease. Which you know is the most he should do with all of his and your friends around, but damn... what you would do for even a little finger fuck right now.

About two-thirds into the movie, your dress and lingerie skirt have long been bunched up at the top of your thighs, leaving the blanket as your only cover for your bare legs and now sopping pussy. It's start to become unbearable, and at this point, you've just shimmied your ass onto his waist. God, you are so strung up right now, and you think the weed is only making it worse. Because fuuuck, your brain is so clouded and light, you’re really contemplating just straight up grinding on that bulge you're sitting on right now.

Sero is still leaving kisses on you every so often, which must look innocent enough if your friends ever happen to glance this way. But the slight dampness his lips leave on your skin paired with the tender squeeze of his hands underneath the blanket only makes you drip even more. You swear you let out a little moan once or twice.

Once the big, climactic fight scene starts playing and captures everyone's attention, you let out a sigh as you spread your legs out to hook over each of Sero's knees, all but inviting him to stick his hand down the middle.

You can feel a low thrum in Sero's chest against your back as he leans into your ear to whisper a raspy, "I swear to god, I'm this close to just fucking you right here in front of all of them."

You gasp at the prospect, images already blooming from the seed he planted in your head. You, spread out and riding his lap without any more pretenses, letting all of your friends see exactly how you look when you're being pleasured, how good Sero pleasures you. Or Sero pushing you onto the coffee table to fuck you from behind, letting them hear just how loud you scream when he spanks you. Or Sero showing off his incredible upper body strength by holding you up in his arms to just fuck you like that until you've become the entertainment for the night instead of some pointless, superhero movie.

"Joder… estás tan mojada," Sero curses into your ear, breaking you out of your dazed imagination by finally cupping his fingers around your cunt.

Fuck… you’re so wet.

He hasn't even dipped them inside or anything but just having his big, warm touch there, finally in direct contact with your sopping core, makes you sigh in relief. Yes, thank god. That's really all you needed, you just needed his hand on your pussy, to keep it warm while it's leaking. His physical presence is enough to get you through the rest of this film.

That's what you're convinced of in the first minute. But as he starts slowly rubbing his fingers up and down the length of your wet lips, massaging them and occasionally dipping into your slit, the tension in your gut starts to build again. Because as he kneads at your sensitive flesh and rubs against that little bud of nerves that sets off a shock inside of your body, you start to feel the harrowing need to be filled up.

You need to sit on something, to have a sizable object inside of you. If he would just slip a couple of those fingers into your hole, you'd be right as rain. You know it.

Turning your head back to look at him, you give him your biggest, most begging eyes, sending a strong telepathic message of, "fill me up, daddy, please, please, please fill me up."

Whether he understood it or not though, he only leans down to hold your chin in place with his free hand and kiss you on the lips now that you've tilted enough for him to reach them. Shit, this is like poison, being kissed so sweetly while his fingers are secretly rubbing at your pussy underneath your clothes. You feel so naughty, sitting in his lap and getting pleasured like this. You’d probably feel guilty for letting yourself get touched in front of everyone if Sero hadn’t wound you up so much that you stopped caring.

But you do let go and face forward again once you hear the music for the ending credits start rolling. You adjust the blanket as subtly as possible to close your legs and pull your dress back down as the discussion starts up again. Both you and Sero try to contribute as naturally as you can, and you eventually stand up to help clear away some of the trash and used dishes before they get the next movie queued up.

After they've decided on a popular Hollywood movie, Kaminari lights up yet another blunt as he directs a question at you and Sero, "You guys gonna watch this one too, or do you need a little lovey dovey break?"

"Shut up." You roll your eyes at him. Even though you could actually use it right now...

You've calmed down a bit after distracting yourself with a task, but you have yet to clean up the mess that's formed between your thighs.

"Hey, I'm just tryna be considerate since Sero's been having a hard time hiding his boner and all." Kaminari raises his arms defensively in the air, clearly babbling from all the smoke that went to his brain and unscrewed his already loose filter.

"Hey, who's telling you to peep my chorizo anyway, bro?" Sero throws a few chips from the coffee table at Kaminari, who tries (and fails) to catch at least one of them with his mouth.

"You did not just call it your chorizo..." you groan, looking away.

“No shame, dude.” Kaminari says as he reaches over to pick up the chips that landed on the sofa and toss them into his mouth anyway, “You should be proud of your grande chorizo. But there’s no hiding that thing from anyone.”

"'Chorizo' means sausage, right?" Todoroki turns to ask Tokoyami.

"I believe so."

"I heard it's also supposed to be slang for—"

"Everybody shut the fuck up about cocks and sausages and just start the goddamn movie already." Bakugou is the one who interrupts the tangent everyone starts to spiral off of, "If you're gonna stay and watch, then just watch."

"We'll watch." Sero decides, surprising you.

He wants to stay for another one after all of that teasing? Was he really working you up all that time just to drag it out longer? Was it because he got called out by his friend, so he doesn't want to confirm his suspicions?

When Sero pulls you back into his lap, you try not to wince at the feeling of sitting on your own wetness. Then he tilts his head over to meet your eyes, an easy smirk decorating his face, "If that's okay with you, bella."

Oh, okay. Now you see. It's because he's challenging you.

That face he's got on is all but a proclamation, that he can hold out longer than you. That you were the one who decided to join the group, so now you have to play along with his little game. Likely until you give in and drag him back to his bedroom like he originally wanted, or one of you comes while everyone else is still in the room.

Well, if he's going to light the fire in you, then he better be prepared to stoke all of the flames.

"Yeah, of course." you say, raising a haughty brow at him before turning to the screen.

He hugs you closer against his chest, subtly rolling his hips up into your ass like he's signaling with a checkered flag. You pretend to readjust the blanket over your lap as you rub back, dragging your ass along the slope tenting his sweatpants. The corners of your lips automatically tilt up in victory when you hear the hiss echo into your ear.

Both of you are pretty good for the first twenty minutes of the film, still joining the occasional conversation about the plot with the others as the new blunt goes around. Sero still holds it up for you to puff from before bringing it up to his own lips, never missing an opportunity to turn you slightly in your seat so he can hold eye contact with you as he inhales.

Sometimes, after he blows out the smoke, you take his wrist and bring the filter back to your lips to suck in another puff for yourself as you return the sticky gaze, maybe even leave a kiss on a knuckle. Only to turn back towards the TV after you've drank in his expression. It’s a painstaking rally of sexy little stunts, but you’re not going to drop the ball if you can help it.

The burning in your core is mild, still controllable, but so very present. It only gets warmer with time and touch, as the movie plays on and Sero's hands return to your thighs. This time, he keeps skimming his fingers along the bottom hem of your skirt, not really reaching any higher than that with his squeezes and caresses.

You think he's going to keep at that pace for a while, but then he starts grabbing hold of your hips on occasion, manually dragging you across his bulge when he's sure that no one's looking. You hold in your surprised breaths as much as possible, just letting yourself feel the deep-seated friction as he uses your body to get himself harder.

Your dress and skirt are riding up again, but it almost feels like a relief to be able to sit directly on his dick, even if it's hiding behind his sweatpants. They're black, so you can only hope that the stain from your pussy juices don't show when you eventually have to stand again.

At this point, you're kind of lost on the plot. Your dazed eyes are facing the TV, but all that's going on in your head is how much you wanna feel that raw, heavy cock again. It's so close, you could literally be sitting on it right now, if only it weren't for those sweats and this movie marathon and so many friends in the room.

However, while you think you're only stuck daydreaming about it, it seems like Sero doesn't let any of those things stop him. When he adjusts his sitting position beneath you this time, he must pull his sweats down just enough to let his dick out, because you really are sitting on it now!!

You clench your jaw to keep hold of your expression, fisting the blanket in your lap as you feel that undeniably warm, thick, and smooth flesh line up against your wet slit. Oh my god, there it is. That enormous, heavy cock that you've been longing for these past several weeks. You cannot believe you're finally touching it again under these circumstances...

For a minute, you convince yourself that Sero is just teasing you again, that he's just going to rub your hot flesh together like this for the rest of the film. That there's no way he'd be stupid enough to try and sit himself inside of you while all of your friends can very easily catch you.

Until you feel him lift your weight up slightly so he can press his tip between your lips, pushing in enough to breach your opening.

Putting a hand on his forearm that's wrapped around your waist, you turn around to whisper, "Are you fucking crazy?!"

"It'll be fine, baby. I'm not gonna move anything. I just wanna be inside you." He murmurs back with a face that is way too calm and innocent for what he's doing underneath this blanket.

"They're gonna notice!" You argue, still whispering as subtly and quietly as possible.

"They won't. Look, everyone's already faded. Some of 'em are already asleep." Sero subtly points his chin over to the guys who, when you look over, are indeed glazed over.

Bakugou and Todoroki both have their eyes closed and heads lulled to the side on their bean bags, out like lights. Kirishima’s eyes are hooded and blinking slowly as he leans against the arm of the sofa, like he's about to quickly follow after the sleeping beauties. Tokoyami is staring blankly at the screen and nothing else, sunken into the sofa like he's become a part of it, inanimate and all. And whatever focus is left in Kaminari’s brain seems to be concentrated on his phone, his thumbs moving slowly as he texts through his smoky haze.

So while you suppose you could possibly get away with letting Sero slip the tip in — or a bit more than that — without the others realizing it, that doesn't really mean that you should?? Because??? That would be so wrong??? And totally uncalled for, especially when they gave you plenty of outs to fuck in private already.

But... you do kind of want it.

Again, it's literally right there, pressed against your skin and already waiting at your entrance. The perfect size, the perfect temperature, a magnificent density to it that you can practically taste…

And... fuck, you would be lying if you said that it didn't excite you a bit, the idea of secretly taking a full dick right in front of all of your friends. Just playing a role as a flesh doll for your boyfriend while he's hanging out with his bros. The exaggerated thought of Sero casually having a conversation with his friends while he’s got you riding him leisurely or bent over a piece of furniture for him makes you shake with arousal. You can already feel another drop of wetness leaking out of your cunt as if to prove it.

"Come on, baby, lemme inside." Sero whispers again, pressing kisses into your neck, "Just for a bit. Promise I won't give it away. I won't even come, I swear."

"Are you fucking serious?" You quip back, more just to say it and buy time rather than because you're genuinely opposed to it at this point.

"I can already feel your pussy twitching against me," he teases with a quiet chuckle, "If I didn't move my pants out of the way, you've would've soaked right through them."

You shiver at his increasingly persuasive words, knowing more than anyone just how ready your pussy is to take him in. You've already been toeing the line of appropriateness this entire afternoon, but are you really ready to cross the border?

"Don't lie to me, querida." He says while rubbing your thighs this time, totally cheating, "Do you want me?"

"Yes, obviously. But..."

"I want you, too." He kisses your cheek this time, then pulls your chin to turn towards him so he can kiss your lips, "I want you so fucking bad. So will you let me? I swear, I just wanna be inside. I wanna feel close to you."

Wow, he really knows how to tug at the heartstrings. Stupid fucking playboy.

After taking in a deep, contemplating breath through your nose, you grumble out, "Fine."

He thanks you with a kiss before letting you pretend to adjust your seat and the blanket, when he's really just guiding you by the hips to sink down — slowly, slowly — inch by inch onto his stupidly large cock. Your eyes dart around the room, watching for any suspicious reactions as you get seated on your forbidden throne. But you can't keep them from closing in bliss when you feel yourself completely filled to the brim.

And your most immediate thought is, thank goodness.

The sigh that escapes your lips as you lean back into his chest is also against your will, but already, you feel changed. Grateful to finally have something to hug your walls around. Relieved after you see that no one seems to have noticed a thing. And somehow, safe, even in this dangerously scandalous predicament because you've got Sero's strong, warm arms wrapped around you.

You can't help but use your inner walls to give him a squeeze of appreciation out of the pure bliss you're feeling, but that doesn't seem to be the right thing to do, because Sero hisses and scolds you, "Careful there, [Name]. I said I'd be good, but you gotta behave too."

You have half a mind to tell him not to threaten you with a good time. But you figure that he’s right. It’s just to feel close, not to come. This is already crossing a line; you don’t need to take his cock and orgasm with all your friends around.

"Fine," you agree, "I'll be good. I can be good."

You say it almost like a chant to yourself, to convince yourself that you can do it. You can just sit here for the remainder of the film, completely calm with a hard dick inside of you, and not try to get yourself off on it.

You can do that.

You will do that.

Only it’s hard. Just the slightest thing triggers a tease of pleasure that only makes you seek out more. A twitch, a breath, a touch, adjusting your seat, even something that surprises you from the movie makes your walls contract in surprise, and Sero receives the direct blow of that reaction. Sometimes you even feel him twitch inside of you.

He’s pretty good at hiding it, just hugging you like he’s been doing all afternoon, still leaving innocently light kisses on your skin every so often, and keeping a casual demeanor even as he stays completely erect inside of you for the remainder of the movie. You’re rather impressed at his self control. He really did keep his promise to just be inside of you without doing anything else.

And you admit, past all of the sexual torture of this endless tease of a movie marathon, you do feel close to him. You’re learning about Sero’s more wild, daring, borderline criminal side, and he’s really been treating you like a girlfriend in front of his closest friends. While this is a rather unexpected turnout of events for a date, you have been enjoying yourself. And it only makes you more excited to spend time with him again. To find out what else you can learn about him.

Until you learn that he is actually a liar after all.

His claims about ‘behaving’ seem to have been forgotten as you feel his hand travel across your thigh to reach for your clit with his fingers. And when he starts gently rubbing at it without a word of warning, you know that he’s up to no good.

“What happened to ‘just being inside’?” You accuse, turning your head back enough so that only he hears you.

“I’m not moving, am I?” He has the gall to ask as he gives your clit a little pinch, making you gasp in surprise with a buck of your hips.

“Fuck, Hanta.” You rasp breathlessly, collapsing back against his chest and fisting the blanket into your hands to bring up to your chest, “D-Didn't you say you weren't gonna try to come?”

“Yeah. But that has nothing to do with making you come.” He points out, speeding up his fingers just a tad, “And I wanna feel you come around me, mami. Want you to fucking fall apart on top of me, right here, while you're warming my cock in front of all our friends."

The speed increases with the intensity of his dirty talk, and you find it harder and harder to believe that he's really just saying all of this in front of the everyone, whether they're barely conscious or not. What if one of them wakes up? What if they hear the sounds your wet clit is making under Sero's fingers and wake up to the sight of you coming right in this open living room?

"You f-fucking jerk..." you tremble, completely at his mercy. You aren't even keeping watch on anyone else anymore, having closed to your closed and brought the blanket to your nose with a hopeless prayer that no one will bear witness to your growing desperation to come.

"I know, baby, I know." He kisses your cheek before going down to start sucking harshly at your neck, making you muffle a squeal into the blanket bunched at your mouth now as you're attacked on two fronts.

The more Sero plays and swipes at your clit, the more your inner walls just start to pulse and tremble on their own around his dick, dancing from stimulation. Which makes him rub even faster in turn, using your clit like a dial to increase the pleasure for himself. He really is just trying to make you come around him like this, when the movie's just about to end.

"Fuck, fuuuck, don't do this to me..." You whisper breathlessly into the air as you lay your head back on Sero's shoulder, still clutching tightly to the blanket.

"Mmn... it's okay, bella." He rises to nip at your ear again, "Come for me. Come all over papi's big cock."

With a whimper over his words, you hide your face into the blanket as you roll your hips onto his cock and into his fingers, finally chasing your high for yourself. And it only takes a few seconds before you hit that long awaited peak. But all the pain of the buildup, teasing, anxiety over getting caught, embarrassment, and overall relief (mixed with all the pot that amplifies it all) also purge from your body at the same time.

Through your eyes.

You break out into tears — as quietly as possible — as you come, muffling your sobs as much as you can through the blanket as you orgasm intensely around Sero's cock. The pleasure is so good, but you're simultaneously so concerned about keeping quiet that you can't completely enjoy it, which only feeds into your tears even more.

Eventually, Sero notices something wrong, and he's quick to take action, pulling you off of his dick and scooping you up in a princess hold to hurriedly carry you back to his room. He speaks in a soft, soothing voice to you as he gets the door closed behind him and sets you down on his bed.

"Baby, baby what's wrong? [Name], I am so sorry, I went way too far, didn't I?" Regret laces his voice as he hovers over your body, holding your face in his hands as he gives you an apologetic kiss, "I'm so sorry, querida. Are you really upset? Talk to me."

You cry it out for another minute or two, waiting for the overflow of emotions to drain out of your body. All while Sero gives you kisses and comforting words and touches in the meantime. And eventually, your body calms down enough for you to speak again.

"I'm n-not upset," you hiccough a bit as you wipe at the tears, "But that was definitely a lot... More than I expected."

"Oh my god, I am so sorry—"

"No, I thought I could handle it." you admit, sniffling as you wipe away the last of the tears. You don't feel any more forming behind your eyes, so you should be good now. So you continue, "You didn't do anything wrong, I still enjoyed it. I would've stopped you if I really didn't want you to do it."

"Are you sure?" He asks, eyes worried and thumbs caressing your cheeks. This is yet another face you're seeing on him for the first time. He really does care about you.

"Yeah, but... maybe we shouldn't do that again." You suggest with a bloated laugh.

"Agreed." He presses a kiss into your lips that feels like a vow, "I really am sorry about all of that. I just got so caught up in you. I... I've actually never done something like that before."

"You've never stuck your cock inside someone in front of your friends?" You raise your brows playfully at him, as if you find it hard to believe.

"Call me a prude." He shrugs, coming in for another apologetic kiss. He kisses you for a while longer, taking it slow but moving freely without the barrier of other eyes on you.

His clothes and your sweater dress finally come off, and he marvels at you as he lies on his back with you straddling his waist. The way he drags his hands up your thighs to slip beneath your translucent skirt, you'd think he was working with cake fondant or something equally delicate.

"I cannot tell you how much I fucking love this on you." He sighs, playing with the soft material.

"I was hoping you'd like it," you confess, a sultry smile on your face as you rise to your knees and maneuver yourself to straddle him in the opposite direction instead. Your smile only grows wider in triumph when you hear Sero's pained groan as he drinks in the view from the back.

His hands are already drawing up your sides to help support your weight as you lift and lower yourself back down to sheathe his cock again. Then, making a show of arching your back and sticking out your ass, you plant your hands down on his lower thighs to start gently bouncing on him.

"Mmm... your pussy is even silkier than this skirt. Fucking perfect." He praises, pulling his hands aside for once, just letting you show off and enjoying the view for himself a while longer.

You only turn your head halfway around to look back and say, "Mm, it missed you, daddy."

And then you squeeze him as you drag your hips back up the length of his cock, earning you a playful smack on the ass in return.

"Oh, I know." He reassures you, "Your pussy is probably the most honest thing about you, mami. It's been dripping for me since the moment you stepped foot in the door, hasn't it? Sweet, pretty, little thing..." He praises, massaging and spreading the globes of your ass as he speaks. As if trying to bare the sight of said pussy to his eyes, even while it's swallowing cock.

"Always. For you." You sigh as you adjust your legs, bring them to lie between Sero's legs this time as you lean back, "Hold me up."

His hands are quick to support your weight at your sides as you lean back, hovering above him as you continue to stay sheathed on his dick. After planting your hands on the bed beneath you, you engage all of your ab muscles to start dropping yourself down on his hips again, fucking yourself on his cock that you're sure is going to burst soon.

Sero is moaning behind you, lifting his own hips to meet yours while still supporting your weight. And once he's gotten used to the rhythm a bit, you lift up one leg to cross over the other, effectively tightening your pussy around him as you continue to ride him this way. Admittedly, it's a lot tougher trying to balance your weight on one leg when you're trying to fuck yourself on a cock, but Sero's loud, helpless groan is entirely worth it.

"Holy fuck, hoooooly fuck." He practically sings, slipping out a few Spanish curses as well, "God, baby you are so— so fucking tight. Feels so damn good."

"Yeah, papi. It's all for you. So you can fill me up again." You return his dirty talk in stride, getting lost in yourself, emotions awhirl from the pot and the orgasm earlier and all the excitement from the afternoon. You just need to get your fill of Sero, and everything will fall into place later.

"Fuck, baby. You know I love that shit—" He growls as he hugs you to bring you down to lie completely on top of him, taking completely control of the pace.

His arms keep you caged to his chest, so you can only watch and hold on as Sero plants his feet on the bed and lifts his hips to just start fucking up into yours. All of the patience, teasing, and tension you've piled up throughout the day has all crumbled into this avalanche of desperate, carnal desire. His playfulness is lost on you as he growls through this last spurt of pummeling through your guts to finally come inside you.

And you barely manage to muffle your scream in time when he fucks you into a more freeing orgasm. One where you can come without worrying about who might catch you shaking like an electric current has passed through you, or seeing what kind of slutty, wanton face you're making, or watching you desperately grind and milk Sero's cock for all he's worth even after he finishes coming.

"Fuck, daddy. It's so fucking good. I love it..." You babble mindlessly as you come down from your high, already searching for your next one.

Neither you nor Sero offer even the slightest thought to your friends outside for the next hour as he eats the cum out of your pussy, feeds it back to you with open-mouthed kisses, fucks you with your feet above your head, lets you suck him off until you can paint yourself with his cumshot, takes a few nasty nude photos of you, fucks you while just sitting down on his bed, fucks you on the floor, and finishes you off with the sweetest, honey-thick kisses.

By the time you wake up from your post marathon nap, the moon is bright in the sky and everyone is long gone. Todoroki seems to have turned in for the night when Sero leads you into the bathroom for a shower.

You feel awkward about the whole thing, but Sero reassures you, "The group chat's full of eggplant emojis and shit. So you know they're super supportive."

As if that's supposed to dissolve how deeply embarrassed you are for likely exposing them to all of your embarrassing sex noises. And somewhat sorry for keeping Sero to yourself on their boys' night. Even though it was technically your date night in the first place.

But your boyfriend soon kisses all of your worries away again, washing you clean, whipping you up a late night meal to share with the groceries you brought, and holding you close as he cuddles you in his bed with his laptop open to actually watch a movie together this time. And as you're huddled into Sero's blankets and arms, wearing only one of his t-shirts, bantering back and forth about the characters and actors that appear on the screen, you realize something again.

"You know," you say during some random lull in the film, turning to look up at him, "I really like you."

Sero blinks for a second, like he's in shock, but he reels back quickly and pulls in you closer by the waist, face calm but eyes deeply serious, "Well, I really like you, too."

You share the sentiment with a soft kiss, one that feels far gentler than any other kiss you've shared today. His lips only pucker and smack quietly against yours, barely pushing. Like he's purely focused on the sensation of your lips and trying to savor exactly how they feel and taste in this particular moment. It doesn't get any deeper even when he brings a hand up to cup your face, but the atmosphere does feel delicate when you both pull away to stare into each other's eyes.

And somehow, miraculously, the two of you only share one more short peck before turning your attention back to the movie. As if that moment didn't just remove the feeling of gravity from your body. Whatever was keeping you tied to earth has gone out for a smoke break.

Yet, it feels good to enjoy and savor a moment exactly as it is. While you wouldn't have been upset if that kiss went further, there is something to be appreciated about keeping it pure and clean. It’s almost magical. That la vie en rose type of feeling.

Your heart stirs in your chest, keeping you awake even when Sero’s fallen asleep beside you. You just listen to the even sound of his breathing, feeling his heart beat soundly against your cheek, waiting. Waiting until you’re sure that he’s really asleep. Because you want to say it just once. Just to see how it feels. You might not be able to sleep until you get it out.

So maybe thirty minutes after you’ve both said goodnight, when Sero’s arms have slightly relaxed around you, you lean up to leave a soft kiss on his jaw just below his ear, whispering, “Je t’aime.”

Once it’s done, you curl back into your place against his body, trying to get a hold of yourself as your heartbeat actually increases for a short wave before lowering once again. It actually takes you a while to fall asleep after that, but eventually you relax into the lull of Sero’s heartbeat until you drift off into a dream where he kisses your head and tells you “Te quiero” back.

—

tbc

a/n: lmao i know they literally just got together but if u know me then u know i can't finish a slow burn fic without at least one (1) dramatic ily confession

part 12

[reinabeestudio]

thinks about the heartshipping band au again aoughg

[omgitsbeewave]

"so in this au there's only relationships development over time? no cool events or anything?"

well, yeah? i'm bad at those, how do you call it again... plots. i can describe things and write how the relationships between the characters changing. i have no idea how to connect lots of random moments, lol. i just have some pieces and i need someone to connect them without "how it works" and "let's add an event, like... WAR, OR MAYBE WE CAN FULLY CHANGE YOUR AU"

[lecliss]

Yeah so me and my bff have decided to stop watching hunter x hunter. Turns out we were one ep away from Kite's death and that was the only ep we watched today before being mega disappointed and deciding the rest of the show just was not worth it. I hadn't cared about anything in the show except Leorio, Feitan, and Chrollo until Kite showed up and the Chimera Arc actually started getting interesting. But we were just disappointed that Kite didn't even get a proper death, it just skips the whole thing and shows Neferpitou with his severed head for shock value. We didn't even get to the stupid Kite ant reincarnation shit, we just sat there and complained for like 20 minutes lmao. And the fact that it was actually only 10 eps in with 51 left knowing it was going to be nothing but training arcs and fights against ants and all without the Better Kite. Not worth all that time. Not even worth knowing that Feitan comes back either.

[adamwarlock]

When will Marvel bring back the Goddess. I need her.

[t4tdanvis]

gene did horrible things but also laurance was worse in their relationship i think

[lewisvinga]

doctor! doctor! | lando norris x fem! reader x oscar piastri !

summary; the average life of a med student dating not one, but two f1 drivers

fc; various girls on pinterest

warnings; cursing, suggestive comment

taglist; @namgification @louvrepool @locelscs @thehufflepuffavenger1

notes; requested ! as a nursing major, i <3 anything to do w the reader being in the medical field ! also didn’t realize for the messages lando is just ‘lando’ so pretend his contact is ‘lan<33’😭😭😭

masterlist !

yourusername uploaded to their story !

[caption 1; my boys sending me selfies so i don’t lose my mind today 🧡🧡] [caption 2; reason why i’m losing my mind; my first med school exam🤓]

landonorris replied to your story !

landonorris u literally graduated top of ur class, u can do this 🧡🧡🧡

yourusername why’d i have to be so passionate abt this career 😔

landonorris bc ur super duper smart !

landonorris osc and i miss you!! ( he won’t admit it but he’s sad you’re not w us😒 )

yourusername i miss my boys too ☹️ ( he does this every time )

landonorris he wants to act so cool 🙄🙄

yourusername well tell him spring break is in 2 months and i’ll be able to attend at least one (1) race this semester 😕

landonorris as much as i wish you can see us more often, you gotta go help save lives !

yourusername and i gotta study so i can go save lives !😣

landonorris: good luck ! liked by yourusername !

oscarpiastri replied

oscarpiastri that latte looks sick😯

yourusername stfu i know ur sad that i’m missing so many races this season😒

oscarpiastri lando told you ?

yourusername yes u don’t have to act all cool or whatvr 🙄

yourusername my spring break is in 2 months, i’ll be able to go to a race then !😁

oscarpiastri 2 months TOO LONG💔

oscarpiastri and go study u have an exam in 3 days 🙄🙄

yourusername STOP I’M TRYING TO AVOID IT

yourusername nvm just remembered i dont know anything, i’ll facetime u and lan later? okay???

oscarpiastri already waiting !

liked by oscarpiastri, landonorris, and others !

yourusername: a week filled with clinicals, studying, cheering for my favorite boys, and more studying !

tagged; yourbestfriend, friendone, friendtwo, oscarpiastri, landonorris

landonorris: oscarpiastri look at our girl studying to be a future life saver 🥹🥹

oscarpiastri: soooo smart, future dr. l/n🧡

yourusername: i love & miss you both sm☹️

landonorris: doctor! doctor! i’m injured and i need help!

yourusername: not a doctor yet lan

landonorris: shhh play along

oscarpiastri: don’t he’s being mean to me

landonorris: LIAR!!

oscarpiastri: why’d u get black coffee u never do

yourusername: bold of u to assume i didn’t get a latte after trying yourbestfriend americano

yourbestfriend: you’re studying to be a DOCTOR, how do u not like black coffee

yourbestfriend: dawg who let us study to be doctors 😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣

yourusername: LMFAOOO

friendone: stay healthy guys , ur future doctors are currently making tiktoks instead of studying

friendtwo: like studying wasn’t making u lose ur mind too !!

username: y/n studying to be a doctor is so sick

username: ur the coolest wag

username: bro i’m a nursing student and i’m dyinggggg idk how u do med school

yourusername: me neither tbh

username: imagine studying to be a DOCTOR and BOTH of ur bfs are f1 drivers, that’s actually insane

username: i wanna be u

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[caption 1; my loves 🧡always cheering for you both 🫂🧡] [caption 2; time for clinicals 😣 ( will watch race highlights after sigh )]

yourusername uploaded to their story !

[caption 1; finally in my happy place after weeks and weeks of studying and clinicals 🤍🤍] [caption 2; my pretty boys 🫶 can’t wait to be a doctor and see them in the er from doing stupid shit🧡🧡🧡 ( stop jumping on the bed before one of you hurt your head PLEASE) ]

[grugruel]

I am-- in DESPERATE need of Prewar cooper Howard FILTHY smut. Taking his Co-star in his trailer on set on a hot summer's day and they're both sweaty and needy and he's got a FILTHY mouth on him. maybe she plays the damsel in distress and he can't get over how good she looks all tied up 🔥 she definitely enjoys teasing him but takes it too far,, poor cooper 😔😏

Yessss, currently feeling feral, so this was perfect. Did my best, hope you love it🫶

Quiet on set

Pairings: pre-war!Cooper Howard x f!reader

NSFW/MDNI

Masterlist

Summary: wrapping yet another movie together, these co-stars take out their constant tension in Coopers trailer.

Word count: 3k

Warnings: (acted violence and death), pinv sex, rough sex, semi-public sex, edging, lap-riding, cowgirl, doggy, bratty reader, petnames (sweetheart, princess, girl, woman), praise, slight degradation, choking (blink and you'll miss it).

AN: Currently working through my requests, it might take some time for those of you that sent them in! But I appreciate you all, thank you!!

I could feel that heavy, star-studded aura bearing it's weight down on me, his eyes ransacking every part of my body as he awaited his cue. Through the blinding stage lights, just out off frame, he stood hungry, hands white-knuckling his belt as his teeth sank into his bottom lip.

'Help! Somebody please save me!' I cried out, the rattling railroad tracks cool beneath my body. The air stuffy and clammy, the mid summer heat penetrating the studio walls. Truly making the desert set come alive.

Enter The Man from Deadhorse, walking into the picture with his signature gait, spurs jingling and eyes acting as he stared my captor down. Heat practically burning in his gaze when he delivered the infamouse line, "Feo, fuerty, y formal."

Although, a growing suspicion resided–perhaps it was not acting at all, but rather me, that had him ignite that way.

The bang of a revolver shot out, hitting the antagonist right between the eyes as a result of an experienced and deadly aim.

Dignified indeed.

I yelped, making my eyes big with shock. 'You came!' And then let a relived smile soften my expression.

The sound of a charging train began rolling, a billowing steam engine and a piping whistle thundering along a busy railroad. But it was no worry anymore, I was to be saved.

The sheriff's attention–his starved eyes, switched to me, and my bound form.

Swiftly, he moved over the dusty desert set in his blue and yellow getup. In a second of harrowing anticipation, placed in clever calculation to have the viewers at the edge of their seats, he loomed over me, that infamous gaze following every curve of my body. The rope circling me in such a way it accentuated my goods, and what the cameras did not see, was a ravenous smirk on the hero's lips–holding a silent promise ment only for me.

In a flashy movement, he cut the rope from my body and pulled me off of the tracks and into his embrace, the camera panning to us as the sound of the train just missing our bodies passed by the frame.

'Don't worry sweetheart, you're safe now.' He purred, voice drawling with that trademark smile accenting his lips, lips that only a second later collided with my own in a strong, righteous kiss-

'CUT!' A voice bellowed, and the set bustled to life with congratualations and handshakes as they were traded between the crew and cast, celebrating yet another wrap.

But his lips had stayed on mine for a second or two too long, and I had to pull away. Gasping for air, pretending that we simply hadn't heard the call over the ruckus.

'My trailer in 10 minutes, honey. Don't be late. . . I got a surprise for you.' He whispered in my ear, disguising our continued embrace as a friendly, celebrating hug. A hug with a condensed, slap off the ass–hard enough to sting, quiet enough to go undetected.

And with a wink, he was off. Chatting and laughing while coworkers patted his back with him returning the gesture. Meanwhile I myself became wrapped up in party-ready colleagues of my own. But the partying would have to wait, I had somewhere far more fulfilling to be.

I hadent been able to keep the 10 minute mark, the cast and crew had stuck around for longer than I'd thought. Which made sneaking to his trailer all the more difficult, but I managed. Eventually.

I opened the door to a dark, even hotter cabin, no movement or noise that I could detect. But the second I shut that door behind me, he revealed himself.

'There you are. . .' A low voice growled from the shadows. Then there was a sound of groaning threads, a woosh, and I was captured. A lasso had been thrown around my body, pinning my arms to my sides as I was blindly pulled into the depths of the darkness, and collided with something, strong, something hard. 'You kept me waitin' princess. Fame gone to your head already?' The words were breathed against my cheek, puffs of his sultry breath warming my already damp skin deliciously.

'I imagine I'll be on your level soon.' I hooked my index fingers through his belt loops, eyes adjusting to the dark as I pullied him closer with what little movement I was allowed. 'Now, I want my surprise.' I pouted, brushing my lips along his, the features of his face clearing up like the sea after a storm.

'This is it.' He flexed the rope between his fingers, feeling its coarse texture. Taking my bottom lip between his teeth and tugged.

'My surprise is a rope?' I could't hide the sound of disappointment from my voice. 'Should I start playing the damsel now or? Oh. . . Please Sheriff save me!' I mocked.

'Yes the rope is you're surprise.' He paused. 'What makes you so sure I'll play the sheriff, huh?' He tightened the rope around me to emphasize. 'Perhaps I captured you.'

'Oh?' I was truly intrigued, but sighed an overly dramatic sigh, just cause I was hoping it'd get a rise out of him. 'C'mon now, cowboy. You can do better than that–thought I was your special girl.' I teased, eyeing his dark form through my lashes as I used his own words against him.

He nudged his nose against my cheek, his lips moving into a grin along my jaw. 'You are my special girl. . .' He confirmed, voice gravely as he pressed his hips against mine, letting me feel the hardness beneath his pants. '. . .and my special girl will be fucking pleadin' when this rope has served its purpose.' The lasso was thrown into serveral more circles around my upper body, wrapping me tighter as he imitated what he'd seen on set.

'That a threat?' I groaned, his stiffness rubbing against my mound. Creating friction so wonderful I found my hips automatically flexing against his. More. I needed more.

'A promise.' He fell back onto a couch. 'You'd better start ridin' before I put that big mouth of yours to better use.' He tugged on the lasso, helping me fall into position stradeling his lap.

I settled with a whimper, my core veiled by the thin fabric of my skirt as it made direct contact with his clothed member. But with the way I was bound, he'd restricted my arms further, they were unmovable infact. I couldn't support myself, couldn't unbutton his pants. 'Can't reach. . .' I whined, frustrated that I couldn't get his fucking dick out.

He hummed. 'Mmm, serves you right, dont it?' He pulled my skirt over my hips, and grasped the rope around my waist, making a point of not touching me as he pushed me downward and pulled forward, grinding my core against the coarse fabric of his pants. 'Now, ride.' He growled, the friction affecting him as much as me. For I had a simular reaction, if not worse.

The air was sucked right out of me, but I did as he ordered. Grinding my hips into his lap, over and over again, moaning curses left and right. But however much I tried I couldn't losen my restraints, couldn't get a grip on any part of him to work myself harder against him. I was stuck in a rut of superficial pleasure, with his occasional torturing tug. I just wanted to feel him, his touch, on me, in me. I didn't care, juat somewhere.

'Touch me.' I whispered, my head lulling against his shoulder as I desperatley tried increasing the friction.

He hummed, a breathy and guttural sound as he replied, 'Starvin' already?' He leaned closer, mouth hovering just above that sweet spot on my neck.

'Yes, yes.' I placed a kiss on his throat, grateful for what he was about to bestow me-

My button-down blouse was ripped open, buttons flying everywhere with a loud clatter as they hit the floor, the expensive prop ruined too quickly. 'Plead.' His rough knuckles brushed over the beginning of my breast, as they were now bare for him.

I gasped, 'What?' lust driven confusion clouding my mind. The stifling heat didn't help my mind to clear either.

'Plead, sweetheart.' He repeated, his murmur vibrating against my skin.

It was my turn to grin, my turn to drag my exposed teeth along his jugular, my lips closing around them as I kissed his jaw tenderly. 'I dont think so.' I purred, readying myself to stand up. 'Guess I'll have to find some other man the sate my needs.' I licked a stripe along his jaw before sitting back. 'My very, very. . . Slick needs.' And scootched back, leaving a wet inprint on the convex bulge of his jeans.

But before I could do anything too drastic, he grabbed my waist, he touched me, and pulled me back into a perch. A small victory for me, but the battle wast over yet. Now, our heads leveled with eachother. 'Don't you dare.' The jealousy was evident in his tone. 'Filthy little brat. . .' He hissed, 'I can play that game too, sweetheart.' He began unbuttoning his pants with the other hand, pulling his erect member out.

And drool dripped from my mouth as I got a good view of it, but he didn't lift me up and enter me, no. That would be too merciful. He simply pushed my undergarments to the side and pulled me closer, my slick cunt sliding over his length, wetting it as he let me feel the size of him, what I could get, but wasn't allowed. 'You aint to only woman in this cast.' His mouth trailed downward, lips following the valley between my breasts, the tip of his nose and chin collecting droplets of sweat along my skin.

His words stung, and even though I knew he only said them to rile me up, they worked. I didn't answer him, didn't deign to give him any words, but carefully began moving my hips instead, easing them into a slow rocking, and the few seconds I got were jaw dropping. I hoped he somehow just wouldn't notice, foolishly enough.

He hardened his grip, holding me steady, unmovable, as if he'd bound my lower body together aswell. 'Naughty fucking brat.' He leered.

Fuck, I just needed something, anything. The aching was building within me, unadultered want for pleasure. Pleasure which only he could give me.

'Fuck. Me.' It was an order, no sign of begging in my tone.

'Plead for me, woman.' He dragged the word out, chuckling. That ravenous grin on his lips he nipped at the soft flesh of my breast.

'Cocky bastard.' I scoffed, but yielded. 'Please. Fuck. Me.' But there was no weight behind them, the words fighting to stay in my mouth, coming out strained.

He cocked his head to the side, eyes searching my own as amusement filled them. 'C'mon now, you can do better than that.' He threw my words back at me.

But the desperation was seeping through my skin, into my quaking muscles and quivering bones. 'Please, please, please. . . Fuck me, Cooper. Oh, you big, famous movie star.' I whimpered. This time, meaning every word, although some in a more mocking fashion than others.

He faced me again, grinning as he shook his head in disbelief. 'Wicked fucking woman, I'll fuck some sense into you yet.'

'I dont think you have it in you, cowboy.' It took everything in me to keep my lips from curlingig into a smile-

Suddenly, I found my face pushed into the soft cushions of the couch. One hand pushed me down firmer by the neck, while the other lined himself up with my entrance. He stroked the tip through my folds, teasing me torturousley slow. The aching grew so strong I thought I'd break into a million pieces right then and there. 'Please. . .' I begged, the word half a whimper. '. . .please.' I had no self restraint left, no morals or standards to keep up. I just needed him, inside me. Now.

'About, damn time.' He pushed inside of me, wasting no time by setting grueling pace that had my body shaking. Muffled moans and whimpers escaped me, there was not a thought in my mind. No room for anything but him inside me. 'Yeah? You like that? Filthy girl. . .' He groaned, his hand colliding hard with my ass. The slap ringing out through the cabin, and it was glorious.

I nodded, or did the best I could while the force of his hold constricted my movements.

He hummed again, that low titillating hum. And leaned over me, bracing himself on the forearm that held my neck. His body laying flush over mine as his hips struck into mine, deeper, harder. His lips brushed against my ear, opening his mouth to whisper-

Raised voices, approaching, shouting outside the trailer. 'Better stay quiet now, sweetheart.' He breathed, and just then, out of spite, he struck into me harder, only to see if I could keep us secret. But I wanted to scream, needed to. So, I shoved my face into the cushion, muffling my crying out.

'Thats it. . . Good girl.' He praised, moaning the words against the shell of my ear. And as the voices approached, he slowed the thrusting, keeping the depth but dimming the strength. Softening the loud lewdness of our slapping bodies. His hand slid around my front, finding me clit with easy expertice. 'Good girl.' He breathed again, kissing my earlobe. As if it was my award for doing as I was told. 'Sticking my dick in you was all I had to do to fix that attitude of yours?' His fingers began rubbing circles over my clit, stimulating my already pulsating body further.

'Yes. . .' I whimpered, 'Yes, yes, yes.' And his hand moved to my throat, placing it between my jugular and jaw, tilting my face a sliver closer to his. 'Kiss me, please.' I pleaded, and he met my lips. His hungry, hungry lips surpassing the neediness my ownas be pushed his tongue into my mouth. He tasted heavenly.

The voices had passed since long, their drunk celebrating dissapearing beyond the lot. And his thrusts grew equally hungry once again, pushing into me, hitting my spot with reverance. The pressure was building, threatening to spill over the edge with every flick of his hips. 'Close. . .' I moaned into his mouth, my breath coating his lips.

'Yeah?' He moved his lips, kissing my cheek and down my throat.

'Yeah.' I shuddered, my whimpering indicating how close I was to release. The ramping, strained breaths between us almost sent me over the edge alone, white spots flecking my lids, lightning neighing in my nerves, the wall so close to collapsing-

And he pulled out, releasing my clit and pushed himself off of me.

No, no, no, Cooper please.' I whined, the pressure dissapearing, slowly seeping out into nothingness.

'There you go, sweetheart. Now you're pleadin' properly. . .' He basked in my despair, that smug grin of his adorning his face in all it's glory. He uncircled the rope, pulled me to his chestand twisted us, making us swap positions, with me once agains tradeling him as he laid on his back below me. 'Now ride me properly too.'

Oh I was, and I would get my revenge. I pulled my blouse and skirt off, I would have him pleading and squirming when I was done with him. 'That's more like it.' His eyes ravaged my body, staying longer on my nipples and hips, and cunt. 'Pretty little brat.' His tone so self-righteous it would've made me scoff, but I played along. Snaking my body against his, I wrapped my hands around his, finally able to touch him and pinned them both above his head. Then sat up and aligned myself with his length, slowly sinking down, greedily accepting every inch as he hissed. It dulled the pain he'd left me in, his member filling me up made me whole again.

But I wasn't done yet. Leaning in, I kissed him, distracted him, and carefully grabbed the discarded lasso. He would be pleading, he would.

And after a moment I sat back up, hands on his chest. Pushing him back down as he tried to follow me. Which is when he realised, that his arms wouldn't budge.

'Mmmh. . .' He chuckled, '. . .clever girl.'

I nodded, hands tracing down his sculpted abdomen. Transfering from his body to my own, I let them roam. Moving them along my hips, waist, stumache, breasts, throat. Just watching, enjoying every second of his growing displeasure, of his twitching and leaking inside me.

'Plead, cowboy.' I sqeezed my breasts, whimpering form the feeling. 'I'd much rather have you touching me.'

His lips drew into a thin line, hips bucking into me, slithering for any movement, any stimulation. 'It must be hurting.' I murmured, 'You can end it, just plead.'

His breaths were ragged, guttural and groaning. 'Cruel, cruel woman.'

'Now you're getting it.' I smirked. 'Plead. . .'

He scoffed, eyes hard as he opened his mouth, 'Please. . .' He mustered the word through clenched teeth.

Oh it felt amazing, the word as much as his member as I began moving along it, riding him. 'Fuck.' He grunted. 'When I get loose, girl-'

I laid my index finger against his lips, shushing him. Enjoying the sound of our wet squelching, his hard breaths and my own moans. I leaned down, my body rubbing against his while I kissed his chest and made my way along his collarbone.

'Why don't you give my lips some love too, girl.' He moaned, and I figured I could give him that at least. My lips met his jaw, bushed along his lips and then-

He grabbed me, locked his arms around my torso in a grip of steel, as he thrusted into me, rocking me violently into his arms.

'You really think I've never been tied up by a lover before?' He grunted, pushing his tongue into my mouth. And just like that, the pressure was rebuilt and released, washing over me in electric waves, shocking my body and nervous system.

'Easy girl, there you go.' He held me still, pecking me with kisses wherever he reached as he let my quivering body do what it needed, he himself coming moments later with a few last thrusts. And I collapsed on top of him, the strong rise and fall of his chest helping me calm my breathing.

'Wanna go again, movie star?' I asked.

'Which position, cowgirl?' He answered.

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I WANNA BE YOURS | WOSO X READER | PT 13

pairings: woso x reader

summary: in which you're accidentally added to a random group chat, not knowing they're all actually famous footballers, and obliviously end up having many of them competing for your love and attention.

part: thirteen

part one here

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yourusername: i'm so proud of you guys!! euros champions wooh!! 🤍💙

lottewubbenmoy: 💙💙

ellatoone: tysm!!

alessiarusso99: 💙💙💙

leahwilliamsonn: nahh what is that photo of me ↳ yourusername: lookin buzzin ↳ ellatoone: buzzin fr

stanwaygeorgia: still can't believe you wore that old rusty metal's jersey instead of mine 😔 ↳ lucybronze: it's because i'm her fav ↳ stanwaygeorgia: you wished

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(doing a bit of timeskip and let's pretend it's been like around two months since the euros bcuz yeah)

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THE NATIONAL DIVING TEAM

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ guys look at what leah and i found this morning

stairway YOU GUYS WENT WITHOUT ME ?!

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ well i was gonna offer you but leah said you were busy

stairway WHAT NO I WASNT

willlybum oh well that's so sad

earpsy so this is why you were late to training

willybum i forgot we had training

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ more like wanted to forgot

willybum oi don't expose me like that

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ :)) so how's training going

neev y/n save me from this torture we'll go to nandos together and drag jessie along too

the imposter aka y/n ❤️

neev added flaming hot

flaming hot stoppp not this nickname 😭😭 and we can't go to that nandos place anymore did you two forget? we're banned from last time

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ and who's fault was that miss flaming hot

flaming hot i blame niamh for all that

neev bruh you were literally the one that said you could handle the flaming hot sauce fleming and then practically screamed dramatically about how you were dying which got us kicked out

flaming hot I WAS NOT DRAMATIC AND YOU WERE THE ONE THAT PEER PRESSURED ME IN THE FIRST PLACE

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ it was incredibly funny ngl i mean you couldn't really tell the difference from jessie's face and her national jersey colour

flaming hot stop ittt you two are meanies it literally wasn't that bad i recovered fine

neev um you were literally crying the whole day jessie

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ and we had to buy you like twenty iced drinks for you to finally cool down

look this is you finally calming down after your twelfth drink

neev yeah not our fault you can't handle any spice flaming hot fleming but we're still kidnapping you and taking you to another nandos place tonight

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ we sure are

flaming hot i'm gonna pull a houdini

lotte oooh i wanna come along to nandos!

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ you're very welcome to

stairway me too!

neev absolutely not

stairway excuse you how can lotte come with you guys but not me?!

neev bcuz she isn't annoying like you are

stairway

neev

elton no wayy you guys

willybum oh my god i do not have the effort for this today what is she going to say

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ oh no

the REAL karate kid

ona batlle uh should i be scared?

kie very much

flaming hot what is happening?

stairway

elton did you guys know that you can lick someone's elbow (also known as their wenis) and they can't feel it

lotte righttt of course i needed to know this

flaming hot HELP WHAT 😭😭

neev the fact that i just saw georgia look at me after reading that seriously concerns me

the REAL karate kid unfortunately it's true 😭😭 she licked my wenis

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ ..... yeah i have no words

ona batlle 😭😭

steph what the hell 😭😭

rusty metal i wondered why everyone stopped working out and started looking at each other ella, i do not wanna know why you know that, and can everyone stop trying to lick each other's elbows it's freaking me out 😭😭

kie i'm convinced ella has no thoughts behind those eyes it is just elevator music. on repeat. all day. every day.

stairway i think lucy's wenis needs a licky lick

rusty metal georgia get the hell away from me

elton ALSO if you look at any object near you right now you know in your head what it would feel like when you lick it like the texture and stuff

mccard nahh that's insane i haven't licked everything near me so why would i know how it would feel?

lotte why did i just see rachel and millie taking glances at each other

rusty metal GEARGIA ISTG DONT YOU DARE TAKE A STEP TOWARDS ME CAN YOU ALL PLS STOP TRYING TO LICK THINGS WITH YOUR IMAGINATIONS Y'ALL ARE FESTY OMG 😭😭

esme NAAAHHHHH WHY DID NIAMH ACTUALLY JUST LICK SOME STUFF TO CONFIRM IF SHE IMAGINED IT RIGHT THIS IS SO WRONG 😭😭😭

flaming hot of course she would do that 😭😭

meado

steph is this just a daily occurrence for you guys? is this normal?

door knob i'm sad to admit that it is

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ i'm kinda glad i'm not near any of this rn

flaming hot fr

neev well i wanted to know if my brain was tricking me or not

esme you didn't need to lick it tho mate 😭😭

neev

alex nahh i'm done i'm leaving the gym just saw daly start walking towards bright like she was preparing to lick her i can't witness this today 😭😭

kie why am i not surprised that it's ella that started this again?

the imposter aka y/n ❤️

ona batlle amen to that

steph seconded so glad kyra and charli aren't in this chat to contribute to this chaos omg

flaming hot amen fr 😭

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ omg kyra and cha cha! we need to add em in here too

stairway wait a sec y/n YOURE NOT BRITISH?!

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ nopee lived in england almost all my life but proud aussie here 💪🇦🇺

steph ayeee 🇦🇺

willybum i cannot believe this

elton you're an imposter fr

neev and here we thought you were one of us

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ heyy i am an honourary lioness member isn't like lessi half italian?

thet REAL karate kid yeah?

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ see and she's playing for england i can support both the lionesses and tillies

willybum okay but now that the wsl is starting the more important question is which club do you support?

stairway oh yeah

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ oh uhh i gtg do something really important rn talk to you guys later! bye!

neev y/nnnnn dont forget our nandos!! i'll be waiting!!

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ i won't! better be prepared fleming

flaming hot oh no

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part fourteen here

[scented-morker]

Enha when their actress partner films with a hot actor

jealous boyfriend enha! established relationship, actress reader, 1164 words, requested!!

Heeseung

He pretends he's not phased at all

He knows you love him obviously, you spend like four hours a week crying and telling him how pretty he is and how much he means to you

But that was before he knew it was THE Song Kang

"Baby, he's literally the prettiest person ever!"

"You think he's prettier than me?" You pout

"Don't ask questions you don't want to know the answer to"

Homeboy is SWEATING watching you guys film

Literally saying a hallelujah when there's no romance between your characters

But when you come back and tell him he was right that it was the prettiest person ever he gets mad about it

LIKE YOU SAID IT FIRST ???!

But he wants to be the only boy you think is pretty 😔

Won't let you escape his grasp for the next week

Jay

Listen he likes to act all confident, but deep down he is a little bit insecure about his looks

So when you tell him you're filming with one of the actors who made "worlds most beautiful" list

😐 he is not impressed

On the outside he's all "oh that's cool"

But on the inside he's screaming crying throwing up

Wears the outfits he knows make you weak the whole week leading up to it

I'm talking turtle necks, rolled sleeves, rings, all of it 😵‍💫

His masterplan is working, and you get so affectionate you don't even want to leave him to film

He lowkey feels so silly about being jealous when on a film break you bring your costar over and introduce him to "the love of my life Jay"

Jake

Literally SO POUTY

"Noooo, baby do you haveee to??"

Acts like it's the worst thing to ever happen

"What if you just quit your job as an actress?? I can take care of you!! I'll pay for everything!! You'll never have to work again!"

"Jake, I like my job"

"But I thought you LOVED me!"

Insists on going with you to set (also leaves a hickey on you that your makeup artist is very mad about 😭)

You have to ignore him the whole time you're filming because you know he's making those injured puppy dog eyes and you just can't handle it

He literally is hanging out with the actor during one of his breaks tho so ???

He's all "yeah bro you're awesome" so you think it's all good now

But then you go over to them and he gives you the most mind melting, earth shattering, blush inducing kiss ever right in front of your coworker

You will never recover

Sunghoon

Tells you he's more attractive than the other guy 🤪

You tell him because you want to be open and warn him

But he's all "okay and? He's not better than me, why should I be worried?"

You're like wow my boyfriend is so mature and cool

But you realize very quickly that he is, indeed, worried

"Hey y/n, be honest. Do you prefer blondes or brunettes?"

"Hey y/n, do you think idols or actors would make better husbands?"

"Hey y/n, do you think onscreen chemistry ever transfers off screen?"

"I prefer whatever color is currently on your head, you over anyone of any profession, and I wouldn't know because I don't need to worry about that seeing as how I'm in a very happy relationship."

He grumbles at your answers, mad you caught on

He's not one for pda but he does bring you a bouquet and your favorite drink to the film sight <3

Sunoo

The guy was one of his favorite actors!!

He was so so excited for you to work with him, until he found out he was your love interest 😐

"YOURE GONNA KISS ANOTHER MAN?!?"

"Sun, he's married." 😒

"YEAH UNTIL HE FALLS IN LOVE WITH YOU AND GETS A DIVORCE!"

He boycotts the actors other shows 😭 whenever you guys hang out and watch dramas together he'll turn it off if the guy comes on screen

Eventually gives up on drama nights and makes you watch a bunch of enhypen performance videos instead

"Wahhh he's so handsome! Even more handsome then that actor, don't you think?"

"Yes Sun, you're way more handsome."

He's fishing for compliments but you don't care, willing to give him all the reassurances you have

You think he's gotten over it by the time filming comes up

But lo and behold... he's sent you an entire coffee truck with pictures of the two of you and messages about your relationship 😭

Jungwon

He wants SO BADLY to be okay with it 🥹

He was so supportive, celebrating with you when you first got the role and now coming to every filming that you have

Except he's noticed the slowly developing love story between you and the hottest guy on the show

So when you get the script for episode ten and read it to him he knows it's coming

"Oh, so you're like... gonna kiss someone else?"

You literally want to burst into tears, he's so precious and he looks like a little sad cat and just- 😭😭😭

"Yeah, but we've both been very open that we have partners! His girlfriend is on set all the time too! And you can totally be there when we film it!"

He shudders, "I'm not sure I want to"

But he goes anyway, and you introduce him to your costars partner

So now they're standing together, making small talk and looking away every time they say action

"I'm gonna need a drink," she mumbled after her boyfriend has to get his makeup fixed because of your lipstick on him

"Yeah, me too"

Riki

Listen, he is your number one fan

He’s seen every episode and won’t let you read him the script because he wants to find out with everyone else

He checks Twitter about it all the time too

So when soompi reports that there’s a new, very attractive guy on set— he sees it immediately

“Hey ynie~ can I come to filming with you?”

You’re so suprised, because he never wants to come with you

“Really? You’re not freaking out about it being spoiled for you?”

“I just want to be with you 🤷🏻‍♀️” he says it so nonchalantly like you’re not literally turning into mush because of it

“Okay!”

So fast forward, your hair and makeup is done, costume on, and you’re finally getting ready to film

You’re on set while the scene before you is shooting, and your boyfriend lets out a gasp

“Who is that shirtless man over there?”

You look over and shrug, explaining the new character

“Why is he shirtless??” Man is so fixated on this

“He’s always like that.”

“WHAT?”

There’s been a shirtless actor walking around you all days of the week and you hadn’t said anything

Steps up the pda immediately, holding your hand during off times and loudly cheering for you during shooting

By the end EVERYONE knew you were dating

[queen-of-reptiles]

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description: ona was finally where she had dreamed, she was back at barcelona with her best friend and loving every moment. only problem? she's dating her captain's younger sister, you.

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part of the 'hidden' universe

mapi leon x bronze!reader here

disclaimer: this is all fiction do not take any of this seriously !

warnings: swearing, slightly suggestive - cuteness, queenie needing to use google translate because her Spanish is sub par! x

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ona.batlle: Looks like fun ! 😌

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y/n: Would be more fun with you here ;)

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alexiaputellas: y/n, no flirting with my teammates.

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y/n: awwww :(

MariaLeonn16: MISS YOU ! 💙

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y/n: MISS BAGHEERA MORE 💙

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MariaLeonn16: hmmpf.

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y/n hummed as she stepped around her kitchen, her fluffy socks keeping her feet warm from the cold tile, which was cold as she couldn't be bothered to put the heated floor on.

Her Persian cat, Milo, rubbed against her feet and she smiled, bending down to pick him up and press a kiss to his fluffy head before placing him back down.

y/n then moved over to the bowl of food she had ordered, smiling when her phone lit up with the familiar name which kept her warm for almost a year now.

"Hi baby!" y/n smiles, her Spanish accent not as thick as it used to be when she spoke English.

y/n had been in England for a few years now, on and off, and due to the fact she mainly spoke in English and acted with either English or Americans, y/n's accent had dulled slightly.

"Hola!" Ona called back.

The two had been secretly dating for nearly a year now. Why secretly? Because Ona's captain was Alexia Putellas. Alexia Putellas was y/n's sister. Her over-protective older sister.

The two were aware they were nothing short of fucked. They were aware of that. But the two had fallen in love while Ona was playing in Manchester and at the time, they couldn't keep away.

Now, their relationship existed of long phone calls and sneaky hook-ups when y/n came to see her as best she could, as well as trying to avoid flashing cameras and nosy people.

Truth is the only other person to know about them was Lucy Bronze's younger sister, and that was only because Ona and her were best friends and she was dating Mapi Leon in secret as well. They really were a group.

"How was training?" y/n asks Ona as she settles on the sofa, propping the phone up on a few cushions as she bought her bowl of noodles toward her.

"Aburrida, todo en lo que estaba pensando era en ti mi amor." Ona sighs and y/n chuckles.

Boring. All I was thinking about was you my love.

"Eres tan romántica!" y/n laughs at her girlfriend.

you're such a romantic.

"Do not pretend you do not love it, mi amor." Ona says and y/n hums.

"Well, I do love feeling the way you make me feel." y/n sighs jokingly and Ona's smile widens. "But, you should be paying attention in training." y/n finishes and Ona huffs.

"Ay! You are worse than Ale!" Ona states and y/n sighs. "What are you eating?" Ona then asks, trying to get the focus off of Alexia.

"Wagamama." y/n grinned, Milo jumping next to her and curling onto the sofa, his head resting on y/n's thigh.

"Milo." Ona cooed, the cat looking up and letting out a small meow as he blinked at Ona.

"Look, it's mama Milo." y/n says softly, placing her fork down to stroke at the cat's head. Ona smiles softly as Milo meows, Ona chuckling as she moves to get Coco, her own dog who pants excitedly at the sight of Milo.

Despite being and cat and a dog the two pets got on like siblings and y/n couldn't help but smile as Milo purred at the sight of his sibling.

The two facetimed for the rest of the evening, settling into bed a few hours later, both watching each other on their screens, wishing they were face to face instead of watching through a camera.

"What are you thinking about Amor?" Ona asks softly, noticing y/n had gone quiet.

"Quiero contarle a Ale sobre nosotras." y/n said quickly.

I want to tell Ale about us.

"¿Cómo? No no no no no." Ona begins and y/n sighs.

what?

"I know you're afraid." y/n begins. "¡Pero cariño, por favor! No puedo ocultar esto más."

But darling please, I can't hide this anymore.

"But Alexia!" Ona tries.

"I'll talk to her! Explain everything." y/n tries and Ona pauses. "Please Ona, I'm so sick of us hiding." She begs softly.

"Okay. Okay." Ona promises. "Por ti, mi amor, enfrentaré la tormenta Alexia por ti." She nods and a soft smile grows on y/n's face.

For you, my love, I will brave the storm Alexia for you.

"Thank you." y/n whispers. "I love you Ona." She promises and Ona smiles.

"I love you too amor." Ona promises.

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y/n just posted on her story

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y/n smiled softly as she opened Alexia's apartment with her spare key. Now on international break, the Barcelona captain was at home resting before having to go to national camp in three days.

At the sound of her door opening, Alexia stood up, pausing the most recent Barcelona game she was re-watching for notes and faced her door worriedly before her mouth dropped.

"¡Niñera!" Alexia called in shock.

Baby sister

"Hola Ale!" y/n called, pulling her suitcase to a stop as Alexia raced over. The taller girl pulling her into a tight hug which made y/n chuckle as she returned it.

"¿Qué estás haciendo aquí?" Alexia asked. "Ven, siéntate, ¿tienes hambre, sed?" Alexia rapidly questioned making y/n smile as her sister dragged her to the sofa.

What are you doing here? Come sit down, are you hungry, thirsty?

"Estoy bien, vine a ver los partidos de la liga de naciones." y/n explains.

I'm fine, I came to watch the nation league games.

Alexia makes a noise of understanding as she leans over and presses kisses over y/n's face, exclaiming how happy she was to see her and how beautiful she looked.

y/n laughed it off, telling her she was always too flattering to her, Alexia saying it was what an older sister did. The statement wracking y/n with guilt.

"Ale." y/n began. Alexia looking at her with furrowed brows, confused at her sister's shift in tone.

"Are you okay?" Alexia asks softly.

"I'm dating someone." y/n spills out. "And, hemos estado saliendo durante más de un año." y/n admits.

And we've been dating over a year.

"Oh." Alexia says softly, eyes softening as her sister ducks her head, fiddling with her fingers. "It's okay." She promises.

"Even if I hid it?" y/n asks quietly.

"I would like you to explain why for so long and who, but yes it is okay." Alexia promises.

"The who kind of explains the why." y/n admits and Alexia pauses. "Ale." She begins.

"Who?" She asks, though it was far more a demand. She repeats her demand.

"Ona." y/n says ducking her head.

"Hijo de puta." Alexia mutters.

motherfucker

y/n sighed, leaning forward and putting her head in her hands and her shoulders sagged. Her heart felt as if it was pushing into her throat and it made her sick.

y/n and Alexia had been close as children, the three sisters were best friends, and knew each other too well. They told each other everything, to the point where this would be the first time she had ever lied to either sister.

And even though she felt terrible for upsetting her older sister, for betraying her, there was something so relieving about finally admitting it.

Slowly, Alexia reached out and place a hand on y/n's shoulder, her warm and calloused palm so much kinder than what y/n felt she deserved as she looked up.

"No puedo negarlo y decir que no estoy herido, porque lo estoy. Preferiría que me lo hubieras dicho, pero entiendo que no quieras." Alexia begins, her voice soft.

I cannot deny and say I am not hurt, because I am. I would rather you had told me, but I understand you not wanting to.

y/n could have cried as she closed her eyes, feeling so guilty at hurting her sister with something that she couldn't have helped.

"¿La amas?" Alexia asked, her eyes full of understanding and kindness which calmed y/n's heart.

Do you love her?

"Más de lo que creía posible Ale. Ella lo es todo para mí, de verdad." y/n admits to her sister who lets out a sigh at the emotion in her voice.

More than I thought possible Ale. She's everything to me, truly.

Alexia sighed and wrapped her arm around y/n's shoulders, pulling her into her side as she lent her head onto y/n's own one, inhaling the smell of her shampoo.

"Entonces de acuerdo." Alexia sighs softly.

Then okay.

y/n's heart broke at that, how one person could be so good to her was beyond her thought, beyond her idea of humanity, but Alexia had once again, proved her wrong.

"Eres demasiado amable conmigo, eres demasiado amable conmigo." y/n repeats at her sister.

You are too kind to me, you are too kind to me.

"Esto no es bondad, esto es familia." Alexia says to her and y/n sighs.

This is not kindness, this is family.

The girl turns, wrapping her arms around her sister as she pulls herself snugly on-top of Alexia, clinging to her shoulders as she pressed kisses into the woman's hair.

"Thank you Ale." y/n said softly, repeating the words again and again.

"Oh mi pequeña princesa del drama. Eres tan mayor ahora." Alexia said softly.

Oh my little drama princess. You are so grown up now.

y/n said nothing, just continued to cling to Alexia as if she was 6 all over again and Alexia 14. The Barcelona captain couldn't help but enjoy the closeness.

It had been so long since they had hugged like this, the youngest Putellas always so busy, always moving, working and filming.

Eventually the two parted and Alexia sighed tucking a strand of her sister's hair behind her ear as she watched her.

"Do you and Ona plan to tell?" Alexia asks and y/n hums.

"I want to tell your team first, then we can think about everything else." y/n sighs. "Are you mad at her?" She then asks with a wince.

"Oh furious." Alexia nods, a smile on her face to show she wasn't really. "She treats you well?" She then asks and y/n smiles softly.

"She loves me just as I do her." y/n answers and Alexia smiles.

"So she loves you well." Alexia says and y/n nods. "Do you want to see her?" She asks and y/n hums.

"Tomorrow." y/n says before snuggling into her sister's side. "I want to spend the night with you." She says.

"I love that idea." Alexia sighs, pressing a kiss into her sister's hair.

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Tomorrow came far too quick for y/n's liking, before she knew it she was stood at Ona's door, flowers in hand as she waited for the patter of her lover's footsteps to open the door.

"¡Mi amor!" Ona yelled in shock, dragging y/n inside so no prying eyes could see.

y/n's hair was up in a bun, she was wearing a sweet summer dress due to how hot it was outside, however she also had shorts on underneath, because she knew what could happen once Ona knew they were out.

Ona smiled softly, taking the flowers from y/n's hands and placing them on the counter, before jumping at y/n. The woman sighed in relief, bringing Ona's legs around her waist as she wrapped her arms tightly around her.

"Oh my love." y/n said softly, breathing in the sweet scent of Ona's hair.

Ona buried her head into y/n's neck, pressing soft kisses against the skin which had y/n breathing shaking as she walked them to the sofa, sliding her shoes off as she went.

Coco immediately moved over to one of her discarded trainers and stuck his head in it, inhaling which made y/n roll her eyes at the dog fondly.

y/n sat back against the sofa, Ona quickly looking up and greedily connecting their lips, hands scattering around each other's bodies, re-familiarising themselves.

Ona's tongue dipped past y/n's lips, sweeping the inside of her mouth which caused a groan to slip from her. Ona giggled into the kiss, before they pulled away, both breathing deeply as they stared at one another.

Ona was in a white shirt, black shorts, her hair was pulled back and she looked like she had woken up just an hour ago. And to y/n, she had never looked more beautiful.

All their time apart meant these moment, Ona sat on her lap, hands combing over her shoulders lovingly, were all that more precious to y/n.

"How are you here?" Ona asked her softly, leaning forward to cuddle into her chest as y/n wraps her arms around her.

"He venido a ver los partidos." y/n explains softly.

I've come to watch the games.

"I'm so glad you're here." Ona sighs in relief, y/n holding onto her as she sighs.

"I have a confession Ona." y/n says softly and Ona sits up, y/n moving her off her lap and to the side she could face her.

"Amor?" Ona asks, worry flooding her voice.

"Ale knows." y/n says simply. "I told her." She adds.

Ona's face goes through several emotions, relief that this wasn't a break-up, fear of Alexia knowing, realisation that her captain was no aware and hurt that y/n hadn't warned her she would tell Alexia like that.

"Why?" Ona asks sadly.

"Because I want to be with you. In front of her." y/n says strongly and Ona's eyes fill with panic. "It's like we discussed Oni, please." y/n tries.

"Get out." She says softly. "Please go." Ona repeats.

"You said you would fight for me." y/n said softly.

"You didn't give me time to prepare." Ona tells her. "Alexia is my captain, and I am with her little sister, and instead of telling her together, you decided to tell her on you own." Ona continues.

"Because I knew I could keep her calm about us." y/n promises and Ona sighs.

"Please go. I need some time." Ona says softly and y/n blinks away tears before standing up and walking to the door, expecting Ona to call out, stop her. But she doesn't.

And y/n's heart breaks.

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END

Mapi part one will be out in three days ;) xox

[acourtofswiftiesandshadowdaddies]

AFTERGLOW PT 2

charlie bushnell x reader

warnings: fluff, smau

summary: pt 2 to afterglow

a/n pt 1 is here

liked by iamcharliebushnell, leahsavajefferies and others yn.ln tryna fight the dating allegations 🤺 view comments

ynloml guys she’s married to me ➔ yn.ln i thought u said u wanted to keep it quiet ➔ ynloml YN??? iamcharliebushnell where are my photo credits ➔ yn.ln photo creds for first pic to him 🙄 walkerscobell so dior js told me u have a picture of me that’s rlly bad ➔ walkerscobell don’t post it ➔ yn.ln don’t piss me off then

liked by walkerscobell, iamcharliebushnell and others yn.ln the last photo is cos u stole my oreos anyway HAPPY BIRTHDAY WALKIE TALKIEEEE view comments

walkerscobell letting this slide cos u got me cool shoes user34 walker has the most goofiest pictures ever ➔ iamcharliebushnell can confirm ➔ yn.ln nuh uh aryan does ➔ aryansimhadri STOP 👏 BULLYING 👏 ME ➔ walkerscobell LMAOOOO hearts4yn oh to be a part of the pjo cast 😔 ➔ ynloml no cos i want them to be my besties too

CHARLIE BUSHNELL AND YN LN DATING? HERES ALL THE PROOF.

Charlie Bushnell was seen with back scratches in Dior Goodjohn’s vlog a day after YN posted that she had gotten her nails done.

Sources say they saw YN with a man who looks a lot like Charlie at the beach. The same day both and YN and Charlie soft launched their significant other at the beach.

YN had posted that she got new white ribbons on her TikTok just a week before this photo was supposedly taken and she also mentioned her newly bought books on her now deleted instagram story. Also in the aforementioned TikTok a voice called out YN’s name in the background. It was a manly voice which sounded a lot like Charlie’s.

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user09 leave them tf alone ➔ username they’re literally asking for it by being famous ➔ ynlove i don’t think two 19 year olds are asking for their ‘supposed’ relationship to be stalked username yn is such an attention seeker ➔ hearts4yn u say this as if she cares abt u ➔ username she doesn’t care abt u either ➔ hearts4yn no but at least i’m not hating on someone js cos they’re more successful than me.

liked by iamcharliebushnell, sabrinacarpenter and others yn.ln why’s he so fine 🙈 tagged: iamcharliebushnell comments are closed

liked by yn.ln, walkerscobell and others iamcharliebushnell she kinda… 🔥 tagged: yn.ln comments are closed

liked by leahsavajeffries, ryanreynolds and others yn.ln this is my thirteenth reason why ft inez view comments

ryanreynolds ur a bit too young to be watching that show ➔ yn.ln actually blake let me 🤓 👆 user34 UR CAT IS SO CUTEEE ➔ yn.ln FRR SHES SUCH A LIL CUTIE walkerscobell i wanna steal ur cat ➔ iamcharliebushnell don’t do that ➔ yn.ln real otherwise i will jump u aryansimhadri r u getting more cats? ➔ yn.ln maybe 🤭 user56 CANT BELIEVE YN AND CHARLIE ARE DATING ➔ hearts4yn THEYRE SO IT COUPLE

liked by dior.n.goodjohn, aryansimhadri and others yn.ln inez and betty love their lil sister augustine (auggie) view comments

aryansimhadri miss girl thought she could js sneak charlie in 🤨 ➔ yn.ln had to put my baby daddy in 😔 taylorswift THEYRE SO CUTE HONOURED TO HVE THEM NAMED AFTER MY CHARACTERS 🤭 ➔ yn.ln honoured to have them be raised by u iamcharliebushnell love being a girl dad ❤️ ➔ yn.ln love u being a girl dad hearts4yn what type of cats are they 🥺 ➔ yn.ln inez and betty are turkish angoras and auggie is a bombay cat 🫶🏻 ynloml taylor being the biggest fan of yn’s cats 😭 charlie&yn not yn and charlie pretending to be irl parents ➔ yn.ln wdym we literally have 3 daughters ➔ iamcharliebushnell fr ➔ charlie&yn YN AND CHARLIE HELLO??? ➔ user06 u literally won in life.

@editor : they’re literally every romantic couple ever coded comments:

whosyn omg u guys are so talented ➔ editor OMG YN HII username OMG YN COMMENTED U LITERALLY WON ➔ editor SHE LIKED TOO

@ mayorcoco : petition to be ur aphrodite representation after yn comments

whosyn YOU DONT EVEN NEED TO ASK BBG ➔ mayorcoco LUV UUUUU user58 yn commented and reposted 🤩!! ➔ mayorcoco we’re acc mutuals 😭 🙏 ➔ pjofangirl GIRLY U SO LUCKYY

liked by walkerscobell, leahsavajeffries and others yn.ln stole yn’s unlocked phone 😈 view comments

iamcharliebushnell WALKER WILLIAM SCOBELL GIVE IT BACK ➔ iamcharliebushnell this is yn btw ➔ yn.ln WHYD U REVEAL MY MIDDLE NAME ➔ iamcharliebushnell YOU DESERVE IT hearts4yn they’re so goofy 😭 ynloml this would be so confusing to read back on aryansimhadri i’d like to exclude myself from this narrative ➔ leahsavajeffries i plead innocent ➔ aryansimhadri i plead walker forced us to do this

liked by unavailable yn.ln why’s there so many shirtless charlie pics view comments

iamcharliebushnell WALKER ‼️ THIS POST IS NOW DELETED ‼️

liked by leahsavajeffries, dior.n.goodjohn and others iamcharliebushnell they both got their revenge (last pic is moments before yn pushed him down) view comments

yn.ln I DIDNT PUSH HIM ➔ walkerscobell yes u did ➔ leenascobell W yn ➔ dior.n.goodjohn real 🗣️ 🔥 💯 aryansimhadri did not expect walker forehead reveal ➔ walkerscobell didn’t expect for u to sing adele ➔ aryansimhadri STOP ➔ yn.ln drop the diss track 💯 leahsavajeffries i feel like we need context for 2nd pic ➔ iamcharliebushnell U WERE LITERALLY THERE ➔ iamcharliebushnell walker gave yn too much blue food colouring ➔ leahsavajeffries i gotta feed the ppl 😔 user34 stop i love this cast

a/n off topic but i love mayor coco on tt my favourite pjo fangirl frfr

[flynnriderishot]

screw up pt.2 - n.d

it had been a few days since yours and larray’s party and people were still posting pictures of the event.

you were lounging in your apartment, having just finished cleaning the entire place, when your phone started going off like crazy.

you had a ridiculous amount of people tagging you in something that nathan, the triplets friend, posted.

you didn’t get the opportunity to speak to the boy very much as chris was just too thrilled that his best friend was in LA and wanted him to meet literally everyone. you had spoken briefly with him after running into each other a second time, but that conversation was cut short.

you weren’t too upset about it, but you definitely wished you could’ve spoken more than just a few words with him.

you smiled at the post of you and nate that was no doubt taken by either chris or larray. you had an idea that if nick or matt took the photo, it definitely would have come out a little better.

your curiosity got the better of you, your thumb clicking the comments before you had the chance to stop yourself.

(if you aren’t white, i apologize. i’m not white either but it’s so much easier to find pics)

ynswife omg! they met ?!

sturniolosbae nathan knows yn? @/nicolassturniolo wtf?

>>> nicholassturniolo what’d i do?

mattswifey cool?? did he just call the yn ln cool? oh he’s def in love

>>> christophersturniolo 🤫

>>> nathandoe8 seriously?

matthew.sturniolo i’m cooler tho, right?

>>> nathandoe8 idk bro. she’s pretty cool

>>> matthew.sturniolo pretty or cool? 🙄🤨

ynslovely lmaoooo not them exposing him 😭

you hummed thoughtfully. quickly commenting a simple white heart under the post before exiting the app completely.

just as you were about to get lost in the dangerous world of your mind, a text message from nick startled you.

nicolas 🤓:

nate wants your number

huh?

nathan wants your number. are you hung over or can you just not read?

no need to be rude 😔

i was just confused.

why are you telling me?

it’s called ✨consent✨

do you just want me going around giving your personal information to anyone that asks?

id appreciate it if you didn’t 😘

but nathan’s your friend and i trust that you trust him, yk?

i don’t 😐

but if that means you’re ok with me giving him your number then ok.

okay :)

does that mean you’re ok with me giving him your number?

yes, nick.

while through text you could pretend you weren’t completely freaking out, on the outside, you were completely freaking out.

nathan was gorgeous, that much was obvious. so what the hell did he want your number for?

you weren’t given much time to respond to your own question before an unknown number messaged you.

hey, it’s nate

nick gave me your number. but i’m sure you know that already cause he refused to text me back until he got your approval.

lmao 😭

hi, nathan

hi :)

a word so simple, yet your heart fluttered as you imagined what it would sound like coming from his mouth.

im in LA for a few more days…

do you maybe wanna hang out before i go?

sure

just us, right?

if that’s okay with you?

i didn’t wanna sound weird 💀

it’s perfectly okay with me. what’d you wanna do?

i’m okay with anything

an indecisive person meeting another indecisive person

i’m from boston 😭 idk whats around here.

jesus, nate 🤦‍♀️

i’m sorry 😔✌️

it’s completely up to you. i’m willing to do whatever crosses your mind.

really? okay then…

we’ll go ✨thrifting✨

from the triplets couch, nate’s head fell back when chris read over his shoulder and gave him a supportive pat on the shoulder.

“good luck, bro. the thrifting world is crazy.”

[garb-rage]

Going Thrift Shopping with the main 4 (Hcs)

🛼- Summary - Head cannons about your experience thrift shopping with the boys!

- Pairing(s)- (SEPARATE) Kenny McCormick, Kyle Broflovski, Stan Marsh, and Eric Cartman x gn!Reader

🛼- Reader info - gn!reader and established relationship

- Warnings - none! (Unless you count swearing ig lmao)

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🐀 - Kenny McCormick -

He’s so down, he’s SEEN all the ice cold shit you’ve found, and wants in on the action asap

Kenny had known about thrifting for a while, but hadn’t put too much thought into it due to money being tight and all, but according to YOU

“You just have to know where to look”

“Trust me I know a spot” “trust me this is where the heat is”

And trust you he did, because after taking him to some fun spots, there was no going back.

Thrifting buddy 24/7, just LOVES looking at the old clothes and pretending to be an old geezer with you, it makes him giggle

Fr makes up stories about shit he finds, probably forced you to wear it and purposely make you feel silly

“THIS old sweater was worn in the trenches of Mexico alongside my great great grandpa” 💀💀 and it’s a Star Wars T-shirt

Purposely finds good and bad clothes for you and him (he has pretty good fashion sense so you KNOW when hes got a shit eating grin)

If the shop has changing rooms, expect long ass fashion shows, the man spends WAY too much time looking at himself. He probably won’t even buy anything 98% of the time!! He’s just having fun with you!

Honestly, neither of you fucking knew that South Park had so many little shops like that!! Small towns DECEIVE!

The both of you almost always get coffee after a haul, it just feels right

And showing up to Tweek Bros. In the new shirt/sweater/etc, he feels like royalty ngl

Overall Kenny really enjoys the time spent with you, and the small moments between showing each other items or clothes really makes him feel momentarily flushed (he sees this sparkle in your eyes and he can’t help but melt)

Probably calls you a Cougar if you’re wearing something he deems “old” smh 😔

Also expect lots of “this reminded me of you”s and its the ugliest t-shirt you’ve ever seen

🧤 - Kyle Broflovski -

Ok he probably didn’t understand it at first and got kind of worried like

Is this your last resort 😔😔 he wouldn’t mind getting you something nice if you wanted 😔😔😔

You had to explain its a THING for you, like, it’s fun and you can find some pretty cool and cute things if you look hard enough!

Whatever, he wants to join in order to understand, and he surprisingly has good luck with good finds?? You’ll definitely force him to try at least ONE thing

Listen. This boy dresses himself like his mom still picks out his clothes ok. Button-ups, polos, nice jackets, Kyle’s a smartass and he wants to dress the part (😍) so for some reason it’s SO new to him, and he’s worried he’ll find something stupid and he won’t even know

Just wants your approval (he’s a sweaty nerd)

SURPRISINGLY, FINDS THE COOLEST THINGS! EVERY TIME!

Ok not every time but the matching old ass Terrance And Phillip shirts are a huge flex to him so hes happy

You’ll probably buy most of the things he shows you (they become your favorite and you wear them constantly)

Kyle and you are the same.like. “Oh this? Kyle found this necklace when we went thrifting together 🙄🙄”

And he’s constantly letting everyone know “Yeah this is a 1986 original Terrance And Phillip T-shirt matching with my partner 🙄🙄”

Everyone’s sick of it

You’ll go home with him after thrifting and Ike will TOTALLY make fun of you guys

Kyle, poor boy so In love, gets extremely giddy when you’re wearing something he found for you (blushing mess tbh)

Melts even more when you get some old stuffed animal for Ike and Ike ends up ADORING it (bonus brownie points from Sheila and Gerald)

He still doesn’t understand the whole thrift thing, I mean, newer clothes just last longer and fit his style more!! What!!

He enjoys going with you anyways and lovingly watches you get excited over small things like that <3

🎸 - Stan Marsh -

Crazy not so crazy, he’s actually gone a few times, really likes it too if it’s a good day

This, of course, makes you SUPER happy and you’re instantly dragging him to every spot South Park has

When he was with the goth kids, he remembered them talking about it, tried it for himself and was slightly obsessed for a bit

Indifferent about most of it, just likes going for the old band shirts or something with a funny graphic on it

Maybe a jacket or two as well

ACTUALLY he goes insane if there’s a cool looking varsity jacket or some jerseys yet to be worn

Although,,,,,,he has the worst luck with everything he cannot find anything good or something he likes,,,,

It’s either got shit stains or beer stains or god forbid SHARPIE or PAINT like WHY are these here

You gotta step in and hand him some of your luck, he wants his punk rock t-shirts or whatever 🙄 (he’s eternally grateful)

Thinks you look super cute in anything you’ve found, but gets slightly impatient if you’re taking too long in a dressing room or looking In the same section for too long

If there’s a certain band shirt you’re both looking for? He’s going to the ends of the earth (Just in South Park) to find it for you

Naturally, you’ll both have a blast just talking about where things have come from or chuckling over something funny looking

You’ll dress each other up in jackets too big for each other, it’s sweet and innocent 😭😭✊

Shelley caught wind of you two going thrifting every so often, she’ll kick out Stan and just wanna go with you 💀💀

Spoiler alert Shelley has TOO much fun with you and it becomes a thing (much to Stan’s dismay)

You’ll MOST LIKELY find stupid shit with her and constantly “hahaha Stan would look fucking STUPID in this”

“I know right!!”

Randy saw you wearing something you had found with Stan, thought it was Sharon’s for a while and was super confused 🤨🤨🤨

Overall, super fun chill time with the Marsh boy you love him, go get Ice cream with him after a haul ✊✊

🦝 - Eric Cartman -

“What the fuck are you wearing”

“It’s a cardigan I found doesn’t it look good!”

“Found where 💀💀💀”

ALSO DIDNT understand it and probably heard “shoplifting” instead of the former

You have to FORCE him to join you tbh and he suggested robbing Stan’s mom would get the job done faster, whatever

Pretends to be SUUUUPER bored and uninterested, like ugh he’s shopping? Says it’s totally gay

(SECRETLY LOVES SEEING YOU HAPPY 🥶)

Probably wouldn’t look around, just tag along while pretending to hate the entire experience (you know he doesn’t, you see his eyes go towards cool looking things in the shops)

Gets pretty impatient if he’s somewhere for too long, unless you REALLY beg him and find something that “meets his standards”

HATED thrifting until you found him a shirt without sleeves, looked corny as hell, had some bootleg graphic and inspirational quote and shit

Eric FELL IN LOVE WITH IT 😭😭 it showed off his muscles of course

You just HAD to get it for him, doesn’t stop wearing it, claims he found it until you give him the side eye

“We found it together 😍🙏”

“🤨”

You won’t go as often with him, but when you do (and when he’s not bitching about how boring it is), it’s actually a really fun time and he’ll make you crack tf up with snarky comments about things

He’s rude-funny and you are in love with it, especially when it’s towards something you like, you KNOW he doesn’t mean that bs towards you

Liane just HAD to mention that thrifting gets quite a lot of business in South Park, his con-man instincts went wild

Eric just wanted to start a business with you!! Resell items and clothes as if they were worth it! (They are not) fake stories galore!

Stop him before it’s too late please

DAMN WRITING FOR THEM HIS DIFFICULT, HOPE ITS IN CHARACTER, FIRST POST YALL 💀🙏