#I was like ‘I thought she was being friendly’ 😁

[gidyolf]

a girl in my class (who I don’t know very well) came up to me and showed me a picture on her phone and said, “I thought you’d appreciate this.” It was a picture of a bonfire with the wooden sticks falling in the shape of a pentagram. She was like, “my friends and I were having a bonfire, and the sticks fell this way, I thought you’d like it.” I was like, “oh haha that’s cool” and didn’t think much of it. Told my friends later offhandedly and they thought that she was trying to see if I was into witchy stuff and it was a hidden invitation, but I thought she was just being friendly

[cieloclercs]

what would you say (if i told you i love you)? — charles leclerc

PART: 2/? (read part 1 here)

summary. in which childhood best friends blur the lines between what they’ve always known, and something more

warnings. swearing, reader and charles cuteness but also obliviousness again, mentions of f*rerrai, arthur and joris being sarcastic bc they’re also sick of charles and y/n being oblivious

pairings. charles leclerc x artsy!reader

face claim. tara michelle

author’s note. took a few creative liberties with this one in terms of the auction (especially the price, i have no idea what modern art sells for) but we’re going to overlook that ☺️

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pierregasly 😉 joris_trouche simp behaviour ↳ charles_leclerc tais toi / shut up arthur_leclerc so that’s where you were this morning! 😃 yourusername thank you for taking me 😊 c’était parfait / it was perfect ↳ charles_leclerc any time :)

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y/nsart study: reflection & refraction. inspired by a morning swim on monaco beach (which charles woke me up at 4am for 🙄)

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charles_leclerc you loved it really 😉

y/nsart 🙃

charles_leclerc your talent never ceases to amaze me, chérie

y/nsart thank you char 🥰

leclerc_pascale Vraiment magnifique! / truly magnificent

y/nsart ❤️

username i’m speechless. imagine being this talented

username telling my kids this is da vinci

arthur_leclerc i swear you only went last week?? how long did it take you to paint these?

y/nsart they’re only small so not that long!

charles_leclerc she’s barely left her apartment all week because she’s been painting 😑

y/nsart don’t expose me 😔

charles_leclerc now that you’ve finally finished… movie night? 🙂

y/nsart omw

username have you ever thought about selling some of your paintings? because i’d pay definitely pay for these 😍

y/nsart i’ve never really considered it, but maybe in the future!

username UHM HELLO?! WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT THE SECOND SLIDE???

username HJSHJS THEY’RE SO CUTE

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joris_trouche looks very friendly 😁👍 ↳ arthur_leclerc 😂😂 charles_leclerc arthur… delete this 🙄 yourusername neither are you mate x ↳ arthur_leclerc it’s disney of course i’m not ↳ yourusername not the disney slander 🥲 leclerc_pascale Très mignon! / very cute ↳ arthur_leclerc n’est-ce pas ☺️ / aren’t they just

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y/nsart i’m so excited to announce that four of my paintings from the ‘flow’ exhibition will be going on sale at monaco fine art auction next week! thank you so much to everyone who’s supported me and my art in the past few months. it means the world to me 🩵

if you’re interested in bidding for any of these paintings, don’t hesitate to stop by monte carlo sales hall between 12 and 2:30pm! hopefully i’ll see you guys there 🌊

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username i wish i had the money to buy these 🥲 but i’m broke lols x

username the one on the third slide looks so real omg

charles_leclerc i’ll be there 🫡

y/nsart you say that like you have a choice 😭 i need you there for moral support

charles_leclerc whatever you want, chérie x

username charles stop simping on main challenge

leclerc_pascale Je suis si fière de toi, ma fille ❤️ / so proud of you, my girl

y/nsart je n'ai encore rien vendu, ne parlez pas trop vite 😭 / i haven’t sold anything yet, don’t speak too soon

leclerc_pascale Vous le ferez 😊 / you will

username so excited!!

username oh my god these are beautiful 😍

username you’re so talented 💗 did you study art at university?

y/nsart yes! i studied at the sorbonne in paris :)

username your art style is incredible! i’ve been painting for 3 years but i still can’t quite capture this kind of realism like you 🥲

y/nsart oh trust me it’s taken a long time to perfect 😅 keep going and discovering your own unique art style! i promise it will all come together sooner than you think 💕

username oh my gosh thank you so much 🥹

username i bet charles is sobbing rn because he knows he can never bag a talented queen like y/n 🙄

username so true bestie

username he’s just a simp for her like the rest of us 😔

username the way she’s drop dead gorgeous, an artistic genius, and like the nicest person in the entire world 🤩🤩 bitches wish they were y/n

username ‘bitches’ aka me

arthur_leclerc alright maybe you’re not so bad at this painting stuff 🙄

y/nsart THANK YOU arthur

username is he only just realising this now? 😭

y/nsart he’s still convinced he’s better than me (the only thing he can draw is a 2 dimensional car)

arthur_leclerc did you really have to expose me like that 😃

username PLEASE 😭

username i remember when charles first got into f1 and people used to say y/n only got so much attention for her art because she was friends with him. this is the biggest fuck you to those so called ‘fans’ who hated on her and i am LIVING FOR IT

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➜ part 3

[radiant-reid]

Hi!! I had the idea of Spencer x BAU!reader who is always super sweet and family friendly and doesn’t curse actually cursing at something whether it’s something so dumb like spilling coffee on herself or fighting an unsub and the team being like surprised she had it in her and Spencer being like “Y’all thought she didn’t swear?” I would love a blurb on this and if not that’s totally cool! (New to Tumblr so I hope this was all okay! 😁)

i love cheeky spencer so this had to be him

You always look like an angel beside Spencer, bubbly and sweet, whereas Spencer is shy and not cheery until he gets some coffee.

It's a usual BAU morning, everyone gathering in the conference room for a case briefing. You pour your coffee in the kitchenette, tipping in far less sugar than your boyfriend does.

Spencer's telling you some dumb joke that you're laughing at when you trip on the stairs, thanks to that new shoes that you're not used to.

"Fuck." You curse when your coffee splashes over the mug and onto your shoes.

It catches the attention of everyone in the room whose eyes lock onto you while their faces show shock. They're stunned into silence. Even Hotch's eyebrows are raised at your word.

"What's wrong?" You wonder, confused about what could have caused all those surprised looks.

"You just cursed," JJ notes.

"Like said a swear word," Emily adds, just as astounded.

Spencer chuckles beside you, taking his seat at the table. "You've never heard her swear?" He asks them.

You move to sit down next to him, thinking while they do about whether or not they've heard you swear. It's true that it's not something you'd usually do, although you've heard everyone else curse or repeat an unsub's message that has a swear word in it.

"Miss goody two-shoes? No way." Morgan says.

You shrug. "I guess it's not something that I do often in public."

"In private, though-"

You clamp your hand over Spencer's mouth before he can continue, and thankfully Hotch starts speaking before any teasing can begin. "Alright, case time."

From the looks on your colleagues' faces, there's a lot more teasing coming later on.

[stitched-mouth-vs-the-world]

In The Dark Of The Night

Pairing: Valak  / The Nun x Fem! Nun! Reader.

Summary: After arriving and joining the Covent you so didn't wish to join, Valak takes a liking to you.

Warnings: Smut, Oral sex (fem receiving), Tongue fucking, Fingering, Intercourse (P in V), Masturbation, Voyeurism, Unprotected sex, Overstimulation. Mention of reader possibly catching an STI from Valak and his ashy lips. Reader smokes weed.

Writing Time: 3 hours.

Word Count: 2251.

Format: Kinktober Fic, Day 6.

A/N:

Had a ball figuring this shit out. Started writing this at 1am, it's now nearly 4am and I have to be up in 2 hours 😁🔫 Think about that when the reader is crying about not getting enough sleep. I love this fic but I think Valak is very OOC, this is my first time writing him so hopefully I'll get better at it. Valak is referred to as 'The Nun' and with they/them pronouns (until they whip out their dick 😁) since I was semi writing fron the reader's perspective and they have no idea what Valak's name is or what they identify as. But I do write Valak as male, so they are male here it's just doesn't know until near the end.I'm tired so I didn't research Nuns and Covents before writing this, which I probably should of done but who cares since the movies do a poor job of explaining them? I'm sure y'all only came for the smut. I'll fix it when if I feel like it. Valak has ashy lips cause I said so.

Here is the masterlist for all my Kinktober 2023 works.

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Something felt off, to say the least. You felt more uneasy in this new unfamiliar place than any other place.

When your father announced you'd be attending this new place, you were furious. Well, furious and heartbroken. He had written you off to become a nun because it was the easiest way to send you away. And all for wait? Because you had recently been having issues with your mental health and he couldn't deal with it? Or did he need you needed Jesus?

Either way, you started hating him on the drive here. And once you stepped foot in this place and felt the almost sicken bad vibes.

The teachers had been just as you expected. Strict, never smiling and so obviously loved having power over others. Others being the new not yet devoted Nuns or freshly devoted Nuns.

You was gonna hate it here.

You had met your new sisters and to be honest, none of them mattered to you. You weren't in any kind of mood to make friends, but you hoped that would change. You didn't want to be alone here.

The only Sister that seemed like friend material was Sister Irene. She had that kind and friendly spirit that you thought all Nuns should have.

But seriously, something wasn't right around here. You couldn't place your finger on it and honestly, you hoped you never could.

—-///—-

You tried to get comfortable in your new bed, but it seemed impossible. Like the Devil was purposely making the springs press into your back and then laughing at your discomfort.

You huffed as you gave up and got out of bed. You grabbed your carefully stashed away blunts and lighter and headed for your window. Unlocking the old window proved to be a little bit of a challenge but you managed.

You started at the sky as you smoked, the affect of the weed slowly crawled into you and eased you. You leaned against the wall of the window and slowly looked around your room. The atmosphere suddenly changed back to uneasy and even more so.

Something...or maybe someone caught your eye. You had spotted a figure in your room, in front of your bedroom door. It was so dark, you couldn't make out any features. Just the outline of a body.

It freaked you out to say the least and you knew you wasn't that high so this was real. It had to one of your Sisters right? Here to snitch on you for smoking a joint...right?

"If you're here to catch me up to something, well, you caught me. So what are you waiting for now? Go ahead and snitch." You called out.

No response. You were quiet for a few seconds, just staring at the figure. You then sighed a bit before drawing another drag and offering it up to the mysterious figure.

"Or do you want some?"

The figure suddenly disappeared and you couldn't see where it went. You stood up properly in fear and looked around again, you saw nothing. The room looked completely normal even in the dark but certainly didn't feel normal.

You nervously put out the blunt and crawling back into bed. You told yourself it had to have been the pot, even if you didn't feel that high it must of been that. Maybe your dealer gave you something different this time, some pot laced with something. God you hope it was just that. It has to be just a bad trip.

Fortunately, you managed to fall asleep fairly quickly after that. Bud seemed to be just what you needed to fall asleep. You would get you was asleep for maybe a little over an hour before you stirred awake.

Wonderful, awake again, and it only just turned 1am and you were gonna be woken up at 6am. Delicious, this is gonna be a night full of broken up sleep. You looked up to face the ceiling and hopefully fall asleep again, just get those much needed extra hours.

But you couldn't. And you didn't feel like smoking again, so you did the next best thing. Placed both feet against the bed with your knees bent and pushed a hand past your underwear. You carefully fingered yourselves with two fingers. As your pleasure built up, you closed your eyes and focused simply on your own pleasure. A few moaned slipped out of your mouth and when you felt although you was ready, you added another finger.

You lost yourself in your pleasure and smiled as you neared yourself closer to the edge. It didn't take too long, considering how sleepy you already was. But right as you felt your orgasm building, you opened you eyes. And boy did you regret it.

When you opened your eyes, your attention quickly went to the foot of your bed where another figure appeared. And this time, you could see their features. It was Nun, with a terrifying face say the least. You knew it wasn't another Sister because of their lovely face which was smirking down at you, giving you a lovely view of their sharp fangs. Their eyes glowing a piercing yellow.

'Hell no, not today Satan. Please no.' Is what you thought as you, now fully wide awake, threw your covers off, ripped all fingers out of your pussy and made a beeline for the door. You were stopped by a force that only could of been supernatural and air yeeted back onto your bed. You screamed as loud as you could and the creepy looking Nun inched closer and closer to you.

"Oh Baby, don't scream. Don't cry." The Nun pouted down at you and touched your right cheek.

Obviously, you screamed even louder. The Nun's soft expression disappeared almost as soon as it came and they clamped a hand down across your mouth and squeezed.

"Shut up, now." It's tone now gruff and aggressive.

You looked up at them in fear whilst noticing some strange beauty in their face and soon started crying, "Please don't hurt me."

"Oh Dear," Their soft tone suddenly back, "I'm not here to hurt you... I just wanted to help."

"H-Help?" You whispered.

The Nun gave you a smile and headed down south. You thought the smile was supposed to be comforting but it felt so evil and unsettling, it had the opposite the affect. You felt your heart beat faster in fear, the way your heart starts beating when your about to have a panic attack. It definitely didn't help that you still couldn't move and was completely immobilised by this supernatural force.

The Nun pulled your panties down to your knees, not bothering pulling them down all the way and quickly got to work. Their tongue was... something you had experienced before.

It was wet, messy and far too big to be normal. It was driving you insane. If you had to guess from just the feeling, this monster's tongue was almost the same size as the average dick. It quickly turned you into a moaning mess. Your cries became cries of pleasure and you orgasmed almost immediately. Either you was still worked up from fingering yourself, which was unlikely considering the brief heart attack you just had, or this Nun was unstoppable with their tongue.

The Nun gave you two more orgasms with their tongue before coming up. They looked down at you and smirked again. You could see now, their black lips and tongue were black from ash. It was all over their mouth and chin and you was now consumed with worry, hopefully now of that ash got caught in your pussy. Which STI would you get from that?

You hadn't noticed but the Nun had started pulling up their skirt and pulling at something underneath it. Out sprang the biggest dick you had ever seen.

Nope, that wasn't normal, if you saw that monster on any human man you'd tell them to see a Doctor. Cause 12.5 inches (you're estimating based on looks) is not normal. The Nun grinned and stared down at your terrified face as he pumped himself.

You looked up at him, "That's not going inside me."

"Yes it is." He stated matter of factly still smiling at you.

"It will kill me." You responded with a glare.

Whilst you was still a little iffy about the penis size, your fear was starting to melt away and you was no longer afraid to talk to this creature. It could be the dizziness from the multiple orgasms you just had but this was starting to feel like a normal not scary sexual encounter.

"I'll make it work." The Nun shrugged.

"Ok, but I need to know your name first." You told him.

The demon was silent for a few seconds, "I don't usually give my name... but I suppose you will need something to scream so. It's Valak."

Valak thrusted into you immediately after that, not giving you much time to adjust. You screamed in pain but Valak placed a hand over your mouth again and tsked at your vocals, as if you was the problem. He then pulled off your panties completely and shoved them in your mouth without warning, you choked a little and Valak moaned at the sound.

Fortunately Valak hadn't pushed all of himself inside of you, only the first few inches (which is still a whole dick, Valak, but ok) and didn't go any further than that. He moved in and out at normal pace, not seeming to care at all about your cervix which he was currently beating up with his monster cock.

But despite all the complaints, you was starting to love it. Once you had adjusted, you was moaning and crying again. Tears ruining your vision and making Valak more aroused therefore making him move faster.

He groaned as he fucked up and glared down at you, completely focused on your face. Deciding this wasn't enough, he bent your legs back as far as they could go, up to your head and leaving you in a mating press. This gave him more opportunity to add a couple more inches without hurting you as much.

You cried, screamed and whined as the creature defiled you. You felt filthy, absolutely disgusting. But also alive. Something you hadn't felt before. You were squirming and whimpered from a dick too big for your little pussy to comprehend and you loved it. It was now you realised there was no chance you could married to God, you was enjoying such a lewd act, letting a demon fuck you dumb, way too much.

"Please! More!" You whined against your panties.

Valak heard you loud and clear and pressed a thumb on your clit. He would of preferred to sink his whole dick into you but knew it would be too much.

He then leaned down and spat on your mouth. Most of it was immediately soaked up by your panties, which irritated the shapeshifter. So he pulled your panties out of your mouth and spat again.

"Swallow whore." He hissed at you.

You eagerly did as you was told, hoping there would be a reward. And there was, the demon grinned down at you again when he saw you followed orders well, and then shoved his whole tongue in your mouth.

He tasted just as you expected, like ash and death.

As you noticed before when he was eating you out, his tongue was not normal either. It was way too big and long, just like his dick. It filled up your mouth and made you choke slightly. But soon like before, once you adjusted to the size, you was moaning like a slut again.

You came again, you didn't know which number this one but it was definitely better than the last. But you were feeling drained now, overstimulated. You had no idea when Valak would cum though and it made you nervous, surely he would stop once he came you thought. But then, when would he cum? A demon's limit must be far greater than a human's.

And you was right, Valak could fuck for hours without cumming. And that's what he planned to do. He wanted to know what you looked like, excessively overstimulated.

You really wished you hadn't found out what made this place so off.

[shitsndgiggs]

Being Kenans little sister and when he joins the Turkey NT and they have a little get-together, she meets Arda and they both develop a hard crush on each other. The following days Arda asks Kenan stuff about her and Kenan soon notices he's into his little sis bla bla bla so Arda gets green light from big bro but don't you dare hurt her you hear me 😁

THE GREEN LIGHT - ARDA GÜLER

In which Arda finds himself drawn to Y/N, the younger sister of his new teammate

Arda Güler x Kenan Yildiz’s sister! reader

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As my older brother Kenan's career took off with the Turkish National Team, our family's excitement bubbled over.

To celebrate, we organized a small gathering at our family home. Kenan had invited his new teammates.

I mingled with the group, feeling a mix of pride for my brother and curiosity about the players who had become his extended family.

Among them was Arda Güler, a standout player from Real Madrid.

I watched Arda from across the room, intrigued by his charisma and the way he effortlessly engaged with everyone around him. When our eyes finally met, he flashed a warm smile that instantly put me at ease.

"So, you're Kenan's sister?" Arda asked as he approached me, his tone friendly and genuine.

"Yeah, that's me," I replied with a smile, grateful for the opportunity to chat with him. "It's nice to finally meet you, Arda."

"Your brother speaks highly of you." Arda asked, flashing a warm smile that made my heart skip a beat. "So, how does it feel to have a brother on the national team?"

"It's surreal, honestly," I admitted with a laugh. "But I'm incredibly proud of him. He's worked so hard to get here."

Arda nodded thoughtfully, his eyes reflecting a mix of admiration and camaraderie. "Kenan's a great guy," he said. "You must be really close."

"Yeah, we are," I replied, smiling at the thought of our childhood antics and shared memories. "He's always been there for me."

As the evening progressed, Arda and I found ourselves gravitating towards each other in conversation.

We discussed everything from football tactics to our favorite travel destinations, discovering shared interests and laughing over silly stories.

Over the next few days, Arda's presence lingered in my thoughts. He'd send a text asking about my day, share funny stories from training sessions, or simply check in to see how I was doing. Each interaction bringing us closer.

Little did I know that my name popped up frequently in his conversations with Kenan. He'd ask innocent questions about me—my favorite music, what books I liked to read, and even my thoughts on certain movies.

Kenan, always perceptive, soon caught on to Arda's growing interest.

Then one evening, at training, Kenan pulled Arda aside for a private conversation.

"Arda, can I have a word with you?" Kenan started, his tone firm yet not devoid of warmth.

"Sure, Kenan," Arda replied, sensing the gravity of the moment as they moved to a more secluded spot.

Kenan studied Arda for a moment, gauging his sincerity and intentions. "I've noticed you've taken an interest in my sister," he began, his voice carrying a hint of protective brotherly instinct.

Arda nodded, his expression earnest. "She's amazing, Kenan. I've enjoyed getting to know her these past few days."

Kenan nodded thoughtfully, knowing his sister's heart was precious to him. "I trust you, Arda. You seem like a good guy, and I can see how much she likes you," he said, his tone softening slightly.

"I care about her a lot," Arda admitted, his eyes reflecting his genuine feelings. "I wouldn't do anything to hurt her."

Kenan nodded, reassured by Arda's sincerity. "Just remember, she means the world to me. If you're going to be with her, you need to treat her right," he emphasized, his voice firm but filled with brotherly concern.

"I understand, Kenan," Arda replied sincerely. "I won't take her trust or feelings lightly."

Kenan placed a reassuring hand on Arda's shoulder. "Good. Just know that if you ever do," he paused, his gaze firm, "you'll have me to worry about.”

Arda nodded solemnly, appreciating Kenan's protective stance. "I won't let you down," he vowed, his voice steady with determination.

"Hey, Kenan," Arda began, pulling out his phone. "Mind if I make a quick call?"

Kenan nodded, curious but not entirely surprised. He watched as Arda stepped away a few paces and dialed Y/N number.

The breeze carried snippets of their conversation back to Kenan as he stretched his muscles.

"Hey, it's me," Arda said warmly. "Yeah, I'm with Kenan. Listen, I talked to him, and... he's cool with it."

Kenan could sense the nervous excitement in Arda's voice as he listened intently, pretending not to eavesdrop.

"Yeah, he said it's okay," Arda continued, a smile evident in his tone. "I know, right? I'm really happy too."

Kenan couldn't help but grin at Arda's obvious happiness. He respected Arda and believed he was genuine, but as a big brother, he couldn't help but feel protective.

After a few more minutes of conversation, Arda bid Y/N goodbye and joined Kenan again. He could see the anticipation in Arda's eyes, mixed with a hint of relief.

"Everything okay?" Kenan asked casually, though he already knew the answer.

Arda nodded, unable to contain his smile. "Yeah, she's really happy. Thanks, Kenan," he said gratefully. "I appreciate you trusting me with this."

Kenan clapped a hand on Arda's shoulder, his expression serious but warm. "Just remember what I said earlier," he reminded him. "She's important to me, so don't mess it up."

Arda nodded earnestly. "I won't, Kenan. I promise."

With a nod of approval from Kenan, Arda felt a sense of relief and gratitude. He knew that having Kenan's blessing meant a lot, and he was determined to show Y/N just how much she meant to him.

[h0rr0rwhor3]

it looks good on you

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pairing: connor x short!chubby!female!reader

summary: (keep in mind that this is a wip that i will finish upon request!) after the android revolution and the reuniting of connor and hank, it only became a matter of time before the two were attached by the hip; whether hank was sneaking connor into crime scenes or as connor tagged along with hank while he bar hopped. as connor dealt with his curiosity and self-discovery, his emotions only got more confusing once he met [y/n], well that is, once he laid eyes on her. you would think that he and hank now being regulars at the jazz bar and café she works at would make things easier for him, but it seems to only grow his anxiousness, and even, his frustration.

warnings: size kink, dom!connor, sub!reader, uniform kink(?), sexually frustrated connor

a/n: like i had posted previously, this is a wip that i have not been able to work on due to lacking the energy and creativity to finish it. so i will leave the decision to my fellow readers on whether or not y'all would like a part 2! so if you guys would like a part two please let me know 😁! i hope you enjoy and thank you for the support on my previous smut!

it took a few months for society to recover at least a little bit after the android revolution.

protests against androids had only increased since then, many saying that the android revolution was the “resurrection of the devil”. cyberlife on the other hand had no choice but to let the deviant cases go, as the number of androids becoming deviant had increased rapidly during and after the revolution. many refunds were made to those who had immediately wanted to return androids, yet cyberlife had even requested to just let them go out, as the junkyard would only become incapable of proper cleaning at that point. cyberlife even started supplying android repair shops with extra parts, thirium, and even the more explicit parts that were originally dedicated towards eden club androids. these explicit parts were of course upon request privately.

ever since the revolution, connor really had nowhere to really go, this goes for many other androids. they had no money, clothing, shelter; so the only place connor thought of going was hank’s, as he didn’t seem to feel himself fit with markus and the others. he does not regret doing so either, as it seemed to boost hank’s mood rapidly. since then they have been inseparable, whether hank educated him on some of the best jazz songs, snuck connor into some crime scenes, or even gone bar hopping. it was a true bond.

recently both males had taken a liking to this place that had doubled as a jazz café and bar. it was android friendly which had definitely eased up connor. the owner ran the shop himself with the help of his niece.

her name was [y/n][l/n]. she was 21 and had been attending a university nearby. at least that was what connor had picked up on her. she had recently been working with her uncle as he had decided that her age was now appropriate enough to be working around alcohol. the legal drinking age was 21 after all. she had been under a few inches more than a woman’s average height and appeared more curvy. her hair framed her face in a way that almost made her appear fragile. her uniform dress reached down to her lower thighs, her short sleeves and collar outlined with a white stripe. the bottom half of her dress was pleated as her apron was tied wonderfully around her waist, defining her curves even more.

connor never identified such features actively before. hell. he’s never even spent as much time taking in the features of someone at all. when he had worked on deviant cases or looked around his surroundings it was usually a quick scan of the face and that's it. something about this woman had brought such a trance upon connor. the way she had gently moved parts of her body was such an intoxicating view. connor had no idea how to deal with these feelings of anticipation. these feelings of sublime.

hank had seemed to notice connor’s slight frustration. he had even picked on connor a few times for his obvious stares, comparing him to a lost puppy. it was hard to not notice the way he had looked at the female, you could almost see the holes his eyes dug into her, and hank wanted to put a stop to it.

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“connor… look bud. it’s really not that hard. you just gotta talk to her, that’s all; ask her how she's doing, her favorite music/food… anything like that connor. just spark up a goddamn conversation with her for fucks sake. maybe even do your work with those... new fucking parts you got or some shit.” hank had been lecturing connor for the past 30 minutes now, growing frustrated with connor’s questions as he soothed himself with hard alcohol.

“well lieutenant, if it is so easy to speak to a woman, then how come you still have not m-”.

“you better not be going where i think you’re going connor. we’re talking about you here! not me. got it!?” hank immediately grew defensive with the question, causing a small smirk to grow on connor’s face.

“got it.” connor laughed softly, excusing himself to the living room as he left hank’s grumpy rambling to the kitchen.

the android settled himself on the couch comfortably as he closed his eyes, focusing on his thoughts. for once he could not analyze what the best approach would be. he could barely put together one attempt at befriending the woman. it was almost as if he was experiencing nervousness. anxiety. 

no. he was nervous. he could feel his thirium pumping through his body in a way that he felt like his system would drown. it was such an foreign feeling to him, his sensors tingling at the thought of being near her.

how she would look up at him, how she would smile softly as she speaks, how she would feel when she brushes against him, how she would feel in his hands.

he could almost feel his system overheat at the thought of the sensitive sensors in his fingers brushing over the fabric of her apron, of her dress, of her skin. the way goosebumps would grow on her skin with the cold sensation of his fingers. 

would her breath hitch?

would her body tremble at the ticklish feeling?

would she let out a soft sigh once the cold left her skin?

the thought of such vulnerable reactions aroused unknown feelings in connor. even though he didn’t need to breathe he felt his chest rising and falling shakily, the weight heavy on his throat. he could feel a tightening tension grow in his pants, startled by his body’s reaction. 

connor was aware of the effect arousal had on humans, but has yet to experience such a thing with his own after the installation of his new parts. the feeling of restraint caused him to grow frustrated. he glanced into the kitchen, seeing as hank had passed out on the table after a few drinks; it would have been unfortunate for hank to see him in such a state. 

getting up, connor made his way to the bathroom, gently shutting the door as he made his way to the lock, twisting the small knob. he thought of the best approach to handle his tension, shaking his head out of what would seem to be embarrassment. 

reaching his palm to his hardening length, he gently palmed his arousal, hips bucking into his hand. his head was thrown back as he closed his eyes, guttural, soft moans leaving his mouth.

just how would she act?

would she be obedient?

would the softness in her eyes drown with arousal as she was touched?

he unbuttoned his pants.

would she be embarrassed?

muffling her sounds with the back of her palm as she was filled with him. 

fuck.

would she grow a flustered expression at the thought of being with an android?

his pants and boxer briefs were pushed down mid thigh, his hand stroking his length sloppily. the sensors in his leaking cock driving him insane.

how would she sound?

how would she whimper as she's being gripped, as bruises form on her hips?

he could feel himself throb at the thought of easily manhandling her. gripping her plush hips, her thighs. the way her angelic expression would form such lewd expressions. his system stuttered as he neared his release, getting caught up in his own “imagination”.

he could only imagine how she would look wrapped in his coat.

her uniform hiked up her thighs as he towered over her.

the scent of their arousal mixed together.

the way she'd say his name.

fuck.

connor's hips stuttered as white stripes littered his hand, the lube-like substance staining his hand. his thirium pump shakily slowed down as he cleaned himself, washing off his hands. 

he glanced at himself in the mirror, taking in his expression, and gave his head a soft shake.

he really needed to settle himself, and figure out a solution, because this. this is not a solution.

[kinkandkreep]

𝑩𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝑴𝒆

A/N: Hey hey y'all! 👋🏾 Long time no Miguel huh? Well, to remedy that, I've got here a shorty, but a goodie. I've named her Bite Me, and you'll see why as you read. I hope y'all enjoy, and feel free to share your thoughts and send in more Miguel related asks, provided you read my rules first. Ok, and again I say, enjoy! 😁

❥︎ 𝑮𝒊𝒈𝒊 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒊 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

You had a bad habit of getting on Miguel’s nerves. 

Not that you were necessarily trying.

At least, not all the time, or even most of the time. 

Is what you say. But Miguel knows better. 

He knows that you may or may not-so-secretly enjoy setting him off. And it’s not even always in the words you say, although those can be particularly infuriating. 

It’s in the way you sashay around him, curves and dips on full display. It’s in the way you touch him, gentle yet teasing. A “comforting” hand on his shoulder, that slowly but surely begins to trail downward, resting just on the small of his back.

Which for Miguel, is particularly sensitive.

To sum up, you're driving Miguel insane. 

He’s always especially on the verge of losing it when he sees you interacting with the other spider people around the complex. 

You’re so friendly and jovial, always offering to help and lending a hand whenever anyone needs something. 

This is undoubtedly a good thing, and Jess always comments on how nice it is to have a go getter like you on the team. 

She’s right, and your propensity for helpfulness would be fine…

If you didn’t insist on also being so touchy with the people you aid. 

And always in front of Miguel no less.

Miguel’s not exactly sure where this sudden possessiveness stems from, but he just knows that he loathes the thought of you touching anyone else the way you touch him. 

He quietly observes you as you go about your business, talking and mingling with the other spiders. 

A seemingly innocuous touch on the shoulder here, a comforting rub on the arm there. 

And a playful butt slap?! 

Uhn uhn, nope.

Miguel stomps over to where you are, currently doubled over laughing at the flushed face of one of your fellow spider men. 

“__? May I speak to you in the lab? There’s something I’d like you to see.”

Miguel’s tone is apparently firmer than he intended, as you quickly straighten up, clearing your throat and gesturing for him to lead the way. 

You don’t miss the way his eyes throw daggers at your companion, but you decide against commenting on it. 

The trek to the lab is mostly quiet, and while you’re not exactly afraid of Miguel, you wonder what it is he needs to show you. 

Different thoughts occupy your mind up until you reach the lab, such that you nearly bump into Miguel when he abruptly stops walking. 

“So, what can I do ya’ for Mr. Boss Man? You said you needed to show me something?”

Miguel is silent for some seconds more, and you’re about to speak again when he suddenly turns, leveling you with a glare that has you taken aback. 

“Do you have any idea how infuriating you are?”

Well, you certainly weren’t expecting that. 

Mouth agape, you grasp for words like a fish out of water. 

“Wh-..I-I’m…what?!”

“You switch around here like you’ve not a care in the world, always so chipper and touchy. Everytime I look around, there you are laughing with or smiling at or touching someone. Why can’t you just be still?”

You’re so taken aback that you can’t even formulate a response for several moments. Where on Earth was this coming from? Since when had Miguel been observing you for long enough to even begin harboring these feelings? And why was he just now saying something? Was it because of earlier?

“-__…hello, Earth to __?”

“Miguel, what in the world? This whole thing has thrown me for a loop. Where is this coming from all of the sudden?”

The man doesn’t answer for several seconds, blood red irises burning into yours. 

After a moment, he turns his back to you, waving a dismissive hand over his shoulder.

“Nevermind __, forget I said anything.”

“No Miguel, I’m not just gonna let this go. I want a proper explanation.”

Approaching him, you place a hand on his shoulder, fully intending to turn him to face you when, in a swift couple of movements, he’s grasped your wrist and flipped you around, your back now pressed up against the large console in front of him. 

Miguel now looms over you, eyes roaming slowly across your face and front. 

“Miguel, what-...”

“Aye coño, I had planned to keep this to myself. You just make everything so difficult, huh?”

You find yourself mesmerized by his low tone of voice and the intoxicating crimson of his irises, such that you’re unable to respond immediately. 

“E-explain Miguel.”

The man gives an exasperated roll of his eyes, caging you in with his hands on either side of you. 

“Useful though you may be, you’re certainly not the brightest crayon in the box, hm?”

You scoff, rightfully offended. 

“If this is your way of flirting, you’re going to seriously have to get better about it.” 

Miguel chuckles, and the sound makes you smile slightly despite yourself. 

“Is that so? Well then, I suppose you’ll have to give me pointers. You know best what tactics work on you after all.”

You begin to speak, before your eyes widen in realization. 

“Wait, you were actually flirting with me? But you just insulted me! Like, two or three times in the span of fifteen minutes. The way you talk, it sounds like you don’t even like me.”

Miguel hums, bringing a gloved palm up to cup your cheek. 

“Ah, my sweet __, you’re so simple. It’s adorable.”

You’re not entirely sure why, but when Miguel’s thumb subconsciously nears your mouth, you bite down on it with some force, causing the man to yank the digit away.

He stares at his thumb for a moment, which glistens slightly with a bit of your saliva, before leveling you with an incredulous look. 

“You bit me.”

You nod. 

“I did. And you totally deserved it. As a matter of fact, I should have bitten you even harder.”

You humph, a little grin curling your mouth. 

It’s quiet between you for a moment, before Miguel does something that frankly shocks you. 

He brings the bitten finger up to his mouth, licking over it slowly while maintaining eye contact with you. 

You can’t deny that the action makes you feel…things, and you’ve little time to react before Miguel has caged you in again, a smirk shaping his infuriatingly handsome face. 

“I never took you for a biter.”

This time though, you’re better prepared for the close proximity. 

“There’s a lot you’ve yet to discover about me, Gigi.”

The distance between the two of you is subconsciously closing, your lips getting closer and closer. 

You can see Miguel’s irises slowly turning scarlet, the color bright and piercing. When next he opens his mouth to speak, you can see the beginnings of sharp fangs dropping from his upper gum line. 

“Really? Well, I’d be interested in getting to know all about you, muñeca.”

You snort quietly, before deciding to bite the bullet and pull Miguel in for a, frankly overdue, kiss. 

The two of you stay connected in your lip lock for quite a few moments, tongues gently exploring one another. You teasingly graze your tongue over the, unbeknownst to you, sensitive film of Miguel’s fangs. 

The action causes the man to moan, and the sound travels straight between your legs. 

Pulling away, Miguel touches his forehead to yours, chuckling breathlessly. 

“Considering you’ve already had your opportunity, I think it’s only fair that I return the favor.”

Before you can inquire about what Miguel means, he quickly leans up and nips at your bottom lip with his fangs, licking soothingly over the plump flesh right after. 

Your giggle at the action evolves into full blown laughter as you double over, jokingly pushing at Miguel’s shoulder. 

“Such a tease Gigi. But sure,” you playfully flick his nose.

“You’re free to take a bite as often as you like.”

[amymbona]

What if Dilf!Art was put into the ballet instructor au?? Like After the tennis match that Art and Patrick had, that hugged confirmed a friendship again. Of course Art and Patrick retired, tired of the pressure tennis put on them, the pressure of being with Tashi. So Art and Patrick remained close friends, living close to each other, having their daughters be friends. When Patrick put Eleanor into ballet classes Art thought it would be good for Lily to something different than her dad and mom did. So both of the girls had ballet classes, being in the class, being taught by the same lovely ballet teacher. Now Patrick was the one who absolutely fell in love with her first, if we’re doing timelines. He talked about her to Art, and he really didn’t think anything of it, because he didn’t pay much attention, not when he would go picking up his happy daughter with her arms interlocked with Eleanor’s as they skipped towards him and Patrick. But when the ballet teacher spoke softly to Art about Lily’s improvements in ballet he immediately understood Patrick’s obsession. She was so soft and caring, so youthful, it was something Art definitely needed throughout his life. Art thought the same things Patrick did, that she was the one who could probably take away all of his problems, all of those days he’d eat such bland food for his tennis diet, pushing himself so he could make Tashi proud, doing anything for Tashi but nothing was ever enough, she wanted good tennis and he wanted love. (IM SORRY, I WANT BOTH MEN)

Okay so this is actually fucking insane 😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁

You don't even notice their growing affection towards you, especially Art's. You've known Patrick for quite a while and so you're used to him being, how to say it... friendly. Really fucking friendly. Subtly touching you, complimenting the way you treat his darling daughter and make sure she gets to develop her talent.

And poor Art is feeling completely distressed, as if he wasn't capable of even half of whatever Patrick can do. He tries to joke with you and you respond equally as softly, even giggling at some of his silly jokes. He thinks you're an angel, but he's also afraid you like Patrick more. At least you don't make any decisions considering the kids, because you've been treating his Lily as if she was here since the beginning.

Art brings the topic of you once, when the boys are alone, which is the first time that it happens (as Patrick was usually the one to rant about you).

"She's really pretty."

"Who?" Patrick asks without looking up from his phone, probably thinking he's talking about some random celebrity.

"Lily and El's ballet teacher," Art mumbles.

Patrick teases the living hell out of Art that evening. And he makes sure to pay attention to his blonde friend's behaviour the next time they go to pick their girls up from practice. A pleasant discovery is made when Art stutters as he attempts to respond to something your say and his cheeks heat up like two full strawberries. Yeah, he makes fun of it.

But it also gets poor Patrick worried, considering everything that has happened over the last fifteen years... When Art got chosen by Tashi and favored by the whole tennis industry. The cutest one of the two. And considering your own softness and the ethereal aura of your being, he's thinking you might choose Art over him.

Without knowing or ever discussing it, the two friends become jealous of once another, or rather afraid, both of them finding themselves so deeply attached to you. Two confident men who used to be so smug and full of themselves are reduced to worried babies that can't help but feel neglected.

Luckily, their smart girls pick up on their dads' distress. Unaware of the reason, they play detectives and they dump their suspicionw on you. When you're talking with Art and Patrick the next time while the girls are changing in the locker rooms, you bring that topic up.

"The girls told me that you two have been having some issues. They said that you look worried. Is something going on?"

You speak to them like you're an angel sent from the heavens above, they really both want to drop to their knees and cry until you decide to be merciful enough and take them into your arms. The little frown of worry on your face and the crease between your brows are enough to send both of their hearts beating faster.

"Worried?" Patrick asks with a casual chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "Do we look worried Art?"

You asshole, Art thinks, shooting his friend a glance. "I- I don't think so. Perhaps we're just getting older. A mid-life crisis, you know."

A giggle from your mouth gets them both to tremble on their feet.

"Okay, okay, I won't pry," you assure them with a nod and that beautiful smile of yours, "But if you feel like talking to someone, don't be afraid to reach out."

You pat both of their shoulders delicately, Art just ends up glancing at you with an open mouth as you move while Patrick has to physically prevent himself from grabbing you and stopping you from walking away.

Later in the evening, when their girls are asleep, they discuss your existence over the phone. Luckily, still on the best friend wavelength, they both come up with the same ideas. Somehow getting you close to them, closer than a normal ballet teacher should be to her students' parents, especially a father. Especially two fathers.

[taurasiluvr]

how you can help palestine

★ req: "HEY HI HEY ok i saw youre accepting requests and thought why not. how about something where reader plays for barca fem and when she first moved to barcelona pedri reached out to her online and offered to show her around and they just bonded REALLY well yk???? thank u ^_^ have a nice week!"

 ⠀ ── ⠀warnings ;; seriously nothing but fluff, flirting and some teasing !!

 ⠀ ── ⠀rylin's notes ;; my requests are open if you guys want to send in something! i write for barcelona + barça femení and some other premier league players, send some innnn!!!!!

 ⠀ ── ⠀word count ;; 1.5k

you first moved to barcelona to join barça femení, leaving behind your time with arsenal. it was your dream team and you had finally gotten a deal, and signed with little hesitation. leaving your teammates was the hardest part ─ however, they understood.

the city felt both exciting and overwhelming, a whirlwind of new experiences and challenges. adjusting to a new team, a different style of play, and a foreign culture pushed you out of your comfort zone, but you embraced it all. the vibrant streets, the passionate fans, and the warm climate quickly made barcelona feel like a warm welcome.

you were a bit nervous but after your first few weeks at training, you slowly adjusted. one of your teammates had invited you out to dinner one night with the team and you agreed, hoping to make some new friends.

after a great night with some friends, you got home with a full heart. barcelona felt like home, now too ─ you knew you'd made the right decision.

while you were scrolling on instagram, you felt your phone buzz. you instinctively glanced up to look at the notification, your eyebrows furrowing at the name.

pedri gonzález | hello! i saw you at the party tonight and wanted to say hello :)

your face flushed at the name, pedri gonzález? the young barça star? you couldn't believe it. you had noticed him at the party, but you'd never imagined he'd take the time to message you. taking a deep breath, you typed back a reply, trying to sound casual despite your excitement.

you | hey! thanks for reaching out. it was a great party, sorry i wasn't able to come say hi lol

you hit send and waited, your mind racing with thoughts of what this could mean. was he hitting on you, or just being polite? you shook your head, reminding yourself to stay grounded. after all, you'd just moved to barcelona and had plenty on your plate with your new team.

a few moments later, your phone buzzed again.

pedri gonzález | absolutely! it’s always fun when everyone gets together. by the way, i’ve seen a few of your matches. you’re an incredible player!

pedri gonzález | since you're new to barcelona i'd love to show you around sometime, maybe a smoothie after training. only if you are free 😁

your cheeks flushed as you read his message. was this really happening? it felt surreal. you took a moment to gather your thoughts before replying, trying to keep your cool.

you | that sounds great! i'd love to. a smoothie after training sounds perfect 😁

you hit send and exhaled, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. the idea of spending time with pedri was thrilling, but you also didn't want to read too much into it just yet. maybe he was just being friendly and welcoming.

either way, you decided to enjoy the moment.

the next day at training, you couldn't help but feel a bit more energized. you pushed yourself harder, feeling a renewed sense of motivation. after the session, as you were packing up your things, you saw pedri waiting near the entrance, a friendly smile on his face.

"ready for that smoothie?" he asked, his accent thick as his lips curved into a smile.

you nodded, returning his smile. "absolutely. lead the way."

you and pedri both walked down the hallway, a silence creeping up in between you. however, before you could get too far ─ you heard some noise from the end of the hallway.

you made eye contact with gavi and joao, who were grinning mischievously as they approached.

"look who’s getting cozy," gavi teased, nudging pedri playfully.

joao joined in, chuckling. "taking our new star out already? smooth move."

pedri rolled his eyes but couldn't hide his blush. "come on, guys. just showing a friend around."

gavi smirked. "sure, sure. have fun, you two."

joao gave you a friendly wink. "not too much fun, though-"

"okay, shut up." pedri cut off before sending you nervous smile.

you laughed, feeling more at ease with their playful banter. pedri led you down the hallway, the laughter echoing behind you, you couldn't help but feel a little lighter. the camaraderie among the players was heartwarming and reassuring.

once outside, pedri led you to a cozy smoothie bar. the warm barcelona sun was beginning to set, casting a golden glow over the city. you both ordered your smoothies and found a spot to sit, enjoying the warmth around you, a stark difference from england.

"so, how are you finding barça femení?" he asked as you both sipped on your smoothies, sitting at a cozy outdoor café.

"its been amazing, honestly. the team is fantastic, and the city is incredible. but you know, i'm still adjusting, but it's been a great experience so far," you replied, feeling at ease in his company.

"thats good to hear. i'm sure you'll do great here. and if you ever need anything, don't hesitate to reach out," pedri said, his tone sincere.

"thank you, seriously. you didn't have to... you know, show me around." you smiled, a soft blush spreading on your cheeks.

"no, i know. i wanted to," he remarked, a teasing expression on his face. "you know, i don't show just anyone my favorite smoothie place."

"oh really?" you replied, a teasing edge to your tone. "so... you're saying i'm special?"

"very." he answered, not missing another moment. "very beautiful, too."

wow, he wasn't even being subtle anymore. you laughed, shaking your head at his antics. "wow, you really don't hold back, do you?" you said, laughing and shaking your head at his antics.

pedri grinned, leaning back in his chair. "why should i? life's too short for that."

you couldn't help but admire his confidence. It was refreshing, and it put you at ease. "fair enough."

"how'd you like arsenal?" pedri quippied as he glanced back at you. "you liked it?"

"yeah, of course. it was my first team and that kinda just sticks with you, right?" you answered honestly.

"absolutely," pedri nodded, his expression thoughtful. "your first team always has a special place in your heart. mine was a small club, but it means a lot to me."

you smiled, appreciating the shared sentiment. "yeah, it's where you grow and learn so much. arsenal was like that for me. the fans, the teammates, the whole atmosphere — it was something else."

pedri leaned forward, his interest evident. "what was your best memory from arsenal?"

you thought for a moment, a smile spreading across your face. "probably the day we won the FA cup. it was such an intense match, and the feeling of lifting that trophy with the team was unforgettable."

"that sounds amazing," pedri said, his eyes sparkling. "i've watched some of those matches, you were incredible."

"thank you," you replied, feeling a warmth in his praise. "what about you? what's your favorite memory from playing?"

"scoring my first goal for barça," pedri said without hesitation. "the roar of the camp nou, the feeling of the ball hitting the net... i'll never forget it."

"wow, i can't wait for that feeling." you replied, a small smile on your face. "first goals are always special for... you know, anyone."

he laughed at that, nodding as he leaned back. "very special, indeed. and you'll get it. who knows, i may be watching, too."

you felt a blush as he looked at you, a nervous laugh leaving your lips at his intense gaze. "yeah? you'll cheer for me?"

pedri laughed, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "oh, obviously. i'll be your biggest fan. just make sure you celebrate big so i can spot you from the stands."

you giggled, feeling the warmth of his support. "i'll hold you to that. no pressure, right?"

"none at all," he teased, his smile genuine. "but seriously, i'm looking forward to seeing you make your mark here. you've got a bright future ahead, i can tell."

"thanks, pedri. that means a lot," you said, your blush deepening.

the conversation continued, light and easy. you talked about your favorite places to eat, your hobbies outside of football, and even shared a few funny stories from your respective teams. pedri's stories about his teammates had you in stitches, and you found yourself relaxing more with each passing minute.

before you knew it, hours had passed, and the sun had long set. the city lights twinkled around you, casting a magical glow over the evening.

"i should probably get you back," pedri said, glancing at his watch. "its getting late."

"yeah, you're right," you agreed, though you were reluctant to end the evening.

pedri walked you back to your place, the conversation continuing effortlessly. when you reached your door, you turned to him with a smile.

"thanks again, pedri. today was amazing," you said sincerely.

"anytime, y/n. i'm glad we got to hang out," he replied, his smile warm.

you hesitated for a moment before stepping closer and giving him a quick hug. "goodnight, pedri."

"goodnight, y/n," he said softly, his eyes lingering on yours for a moment longer.

as you watched him walk away, you couldn't help but feel excited about the future. barcelona was starting to feel like home, and with new friends like pedri, you knew you were in for an incredible journey.

if you enjoyed, any interaction is greatly appreciated!

with love, rylin 𝜗𝜚

[lone-wolf-nergiganos]

Headcannon

Can you do a father male reader but the kid was left for him since his ex wife didn't want anything to do with the kid so decided to leave male reader alone with a kid that he struggles to take care since the wife took everything except for the kid then he runs into Gyutaro that gives him the choice to become a demon or stay human so the male reader chooses to stay human for the sake of his son/daughter so gyutaro just decided to have mercy on male reader and his kid since male reader is kind of attractive to gyutaro and it turns into a friends to lover thing

I have been desperately looking for gyutaro x male reader since it hard to find alot of them I just love gyutaro so much I already watch demon slayer so many times just to see him and muzan uzui and Gyomei Sanemi

Sure Anon, your request is approved 💙😁

Gyutaro X Father Human! Male Reader Headcanons

You were in a deep mess, your wife left you with your daughter while taking everything else with her

You've searched for many jobs, but no one wanted to hire you. To make matters worse, you've even lost your home because you didn't had enough money to pay for the rent

Despite all that however, you still tried to look for a job, but still, no one wanted to hire you. You felt like your life was over, and you felt like a failure as a father. That was until Gyutaro showed up

You've ran into Gyutaro when you and your daughter was walking around late at night, at first you thought he would kill right then and there, but seeing that you have a child, he decided to choose if you want to become a demon or stay a human. Of course you decided to stay a human, after all, you've already lost your wife, your home, everything. Except for your daughter, and you'd be damned to become a demon, only to see your daughter look at you with nothing but fear in her eyes

Gyutaro decided to take you and your daughter in, and introduced you guys to his fellow demons. Of course you two were terrified, but Gyutaro assured you guys that they won't hurt you

You and Gyutaro became good friends since the day he took you and your daughter in, and he would always make sure you two are in good hands. He is even very friendly to your daughter as well, and she would always look up to him as a second father

A few months had passed since then, and you and Gyutaro eventually became boyfriends. Although Gyutaro doesn't have the skills of being a father, he does his best to make sure your daughter is safe and happy

[cissyenthusiast010155]

hello! so i have another story idea with Larissa.

so what if the reader was snooping around larissas office until she finds a vibrator and handcuffs and a strap on, so she takes the 3 toys to her room so the reader can test it out, once larissa returns to her office she goes to get those toys for herself and she sees it’s gone until she hears moans, but the reader is moaning larissas name as if she was fucking her and then larissa peeks and sees the reader has her toys so larissa comes in the readers room and says something and then larissa takes full control, basically eating her out first then fingering then all the toys, and maybe larissa can overstimulate the reader🤭

YES OK 😳 ~ @am3liarxse I LOVE IT. THANK YOU for the request. I would be honored. I think I’m gonna spin an innocent kink in there as well… hehe, this was a lot of fun to make 😁😏

Sweet Corruption ~Larissa Weems xFem teacher!Reader

Mommy…Master List

Prompt-List

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!!, porn with little plot…, smut, sex, oral sex, eating out, fingering, strap fucking, corruption kink, innocence kink, bondage kink…?, praise kink, degrading kink…?, just lots of smut.

Long ass smutty fic

Enjoy (;

Your students had told you that they had had their toys collected by Principal Weems whenever they were being a distraction. In fact, they complained about it a great deal…

And being the student friendly, hint of mischevious teacher you were, you decided you were gonna surprise your students by getting some of their toys back.

If you only knew…

Later that night, you crept into the principals office, being cautious not to make a sound. You cracked the door open and slid in.

You made your way over to her desk and began searching the drawers for the student’s toys. This is when you started to have second thoughts… You were searching through the principals private things… for just some toys?

And that’s when you opened an interesting drawer. A drawer which contained 3 odd items. A purple odd cylinder-ish shaped thing, a pink rod with what looks like backpack straps on it, and handcuffs…

We’re these the toys the students had been talking about?

Suddenly you heard a noise. You jumped, and decided to just take these items and figure it out later.

After basically sprinting through the halls, you found yourself back in your private courtiers. You layed the “toys” out on your bed. And you eventually came tk the conclusion that these were not your students toys. Because who would play with a pink rod with backpack straps??

You sighed with defeat. But still quite curious about what these objects were. I mean you knew the handcuffs, but why would Principal Weems have handcuffs in her drawer. It just didn’t make sense to you.

You picked up the purple oddly shaped thing and noticed it had a button on it… You pushed it curiously, and to your surprise, the object started to vibrate. You threw it back on the bed with a yelp.

You could hear it vibrating on your bed, and you cautiously went to pick it up again. It felt… oddly soothing…

You placed it against your arm and hummed in satisfaction at the light pleasure filled vibrations it sent through your body.

You started to move the vibrating object around. From your arms to your neck to your shoulders, eliciting more content filled hums.

Larissa had noticed they were gone the moment she sat down at her desk.

Her things were array from their usual position, and the drawer hadn’t been closed all the way.

She tried to keep calm as she searched her entire office for those items.

Imagine if a student got their hands on those…

Larissa was starting to panic a bit, but resolved to go check her private courtiers before deciding on any theft accusations.

She quickly walked down the lengthy halls of Nevermore. Eventually reaching the staff’s private rooms. As she was walking by yours, she though she heard a faint noise, which eerily resembled one of her devices.

You were such an innocent soul, you would never… would you?

Pricking her ear to your door, she heard the definite sound of her vibrator as well as hums and beginning moans from you.

Then, she heard you actually moan… 

You had hit your nipple with the vibrator and it had sent an insane amount of pleasurable electricity though your body… It had caused a lengthened yelp to escape your body, as images of your boss flooded your mind.

Larissa froze when she heard her name...

Her mind trying to convince her that it wasn't what it was...

That she didn't have the perfect opportunity to corrupt your deliciously innocent soul...

But she kept hearing her vibrator. On your body. Being used in such a naive way...

If this is what you sounded like pure, what sounds would you make when corrupted...?

The thought made her eyes go dark and her lips start to drool. She couldn't take it any longer...

Larissa swung the door open, elegantly yet with haste, to find you already a hot mess... 

Pupils dilated... knees wobbling... her vibrator on your breast.

And then you quickly realized you had been found out. Your face went red, and you dropped the vibrating object.

That's what broke Larissa. She knew she just had to  break you... corrupt you... make you hers...

"Finding everything alright?" Larissa asked with taunt and lust coating her words.

You just whimpered, unsure what to say.

"I'm sorry... I... I was looking for your collected student contraband... and found... these..." you stuttered your way through your explanation, embarressed.

"And do you know what these are, darling?" Larissa amusingly purred, revelling in every second of this.

You shook your head in disgrace for what you had done.

"I'm sorry. I understand if you need to fire me now..." you meekly spoke, not understanding any of the subcontext of what you had done or what Larissa was about to do...

"Want me to show you?" she inquisitively purred, making her way closer to you, and closing the door with a click of the lock.

You gulped.

And then nodded like it was instinctual to you...

Your stomach felt like it had butterflies flying all inside it, and your knees felt like they were about to collapse on you.

"What's happening...?" you softly spoke, not understanding any of what you were feeling. "am I dying...?"

Larissa chuckled as she sweetly addressed you, "No my love, your just nervous. If you let me, I would love to show you..." her tone was softer now.

You thought back to that moment with the purple, vibrating thingy... You thought about how it had felt when it had been on your chest... What you had seen...

Your breath had become short all of a sudden.

You were scared, and Larissa could tell.

"It's alright, love. You just tell me what's ok, does that work?" she purred.

"Yes please..." you whimpered, already anticipatory and needy.

“Sit on the edge of the bed, love.” Larissa lightly commanded.

You, forgetting about the toys for the moment, move them to place yourself as Larissa requested. 

She then came over and knelt before you, leaving you confused. She cupped your face and tilted her head slightly.

This was going to be fun...

“Can I kiss you, love?” 

You nodded.

“I need words, darling.”

“Yes..”

Larissa’s lips collided with yours, eliciting a gasp from you and a smirk from her. The kiss was sweet and kind, but also filled with want and desire. 

She wanted to corrupt you so badly...

At some point, Larissa slid her tongue into your mouth, and you thought your soul was going to leave your body. She proceeded to fuck your mouth very slowly and deliberately. It was mind-boggling to you. You felt so good. Like it was the answer to all your problems.

And then Larissa receeded. You whined in protest, but was quick to try and cover it.

Larissa lightly chuckled at this, “Let me hear you, love.”

“Please…” you begged, not even sure what you were begging for.

Larissa smirked, her cheeks lighting up with a rosy tint. She slowly spread your legs, as you sat there confused but allowing it.

She came up to your face, tugging on your skirt waist line, “I’m going to take this off alright?”

“Ok…” you whispered, not sure where this was going…

She grinned at your confusion, slowly pulling your skirt down.

Now you were in your panties, spread out on the edge of your bed for her…

She couldn’t help but grin. It was such a heavenly sight…

“I’m gonna take these off too, hmm?” she purred at you, while gently tugging at your panties.

You bit your lip anxiously, “yes please…” you whimpered.

At the sight of your heated core, Larissa couldn’t help but lick her lips.

Oh the things she would do to you…

You held yourself up with your elbows, curious to see what Larissa was doing…

That’s when she first brushed her tongue along your folds…

Your legs buckled, your eyes rolled back, your whole body spasmed…

“Ohh OHhHH!” you moaned out as Larissa ran her tongue around your clit.

Your body flooded with a warmth and it began to tighten, uncomfortably so…

But your head was too light and away to convey this properly, “What… Larissa… Something… please…” you moaned.

Larissa chuckled into your core, sending even more vibrations and build up throughout your body. She continued to lap you up, delighting in all the sounds she elicited out of you.

“That’s it love, your doing great.” she praised.

Larissa could tell you were getting close. Your breathing became more erratic, your legs trembling around her head, your moans turning into mewls and whimpers.

“please… please… please…” you repeatedly begged, again not sure what it is you exactly wanted…

“Your doing so good for me, baby, that’s it..” Larissa purred.

She sped up her pace of her tongue fucking your soaked core, making you more and more needy.

Until one final lick made your body snap. Waves of euphoria poured through your body, one’s you’d never known were possible. You swear you could see stars. It was heavenly.

Larissa watched you cum with her name on your lips, legs trembling, fists clenched together, and your pussy tightening on her tongue as she lapped up all your juices. The sight spurred her on even more…

She helped you recover from your orgasm, and when she came up to meet your face, she found you breathing heavily with a massive grin on your face.

Larissa chuckled, “What, you like that?”

You nodded enthusiastically.

She moved to your ear, “Want to see what else I can do?” she purred.

You looked at Larissa with eager, naive and dialted eyes.

You nodded again.

Without warning, Larissa then stuck a finger into your aching, sensitive cunt. You yelped which turned into a moan, as she proceeded to pull her finger in and out of your entrance.

“Oh my… Fuck!” you cried out, grabbing ahold of her to stabilize yourself. She had picked up the pace of her finger fucking…

Larissa just grinned like a Cheshire Cat in response.

She then added a second finger… which made your moans turn into cries.

“Fuck…! Feels so good!” You moaned into her shoulder, bucking your hips into her fingers.

“That’s it… Be a good girl and take my fingers, love…” Larissa purred, her eyes meeting yours, a depth of lust within them.

Pretty soon, you were on that edge again… the edge that came before that crazy rush… and you found yourself chasing it…

Your hips bucked sloppier, your moans turned into begging…

“Please… please… I’m gonna…” you said in between every sloppy, furious buck of your hips into her fingers.

Larissa’s chuckle this time was darker… much darker… “That’s it… cum on my fingers like a good girl…”

This time, it was her words that tipped you over the edge. And the other side was even better this time. Your body rang with pleasure and heat. You muffled your cries into Larissa’s shoulder.

Again, Larissa helped you down from um your orgasm. Even more sensitive than last time, you yelped at her fingers circling your sensitive clit.

Your breathing was completely whack now, and your mind was spinning even worse.

It was then that Larissa leaned into your lips, crashing hers into yours. You moaned, which Larissa graciously swallowed, tasting yourself on her lips.

She broke off the kiss, making you whimper yet again, causing her to chuckle yet again.

“Now… to the matter at hand… Why don’t I show you how those toys really work?” she suggestively purred while marking your neck.

You moaned in response.

Fuck, you and completely forgotten about them…

“Is that a yes?” Larissa tauntingly played with you.

“Yes, fuck yes!” you cried.

Larissa couldn’t help but delight in how messy and mind-fucked you already were…

She grabbed the vibrator and handcuffs.

“You were playing with this when I came in, yes?” She questioned you.

You sheepishly nodded.

Larissa grinned at your blushing response, “Be a good girl and lay yourself out on the bed.”

As you followed her instruction, Larissa began to unzip her dress. You couldn’t help but stare at her practically nude body.

“What…?” She quipped.

“You look… stunning…” you basically moaned as you drooled at the sight of Larissa in her undergarments.

At that, Larissa blushed…

“Why thank you, love…” she purred as she climbed on the bed and proceeded to straddle you.

“Now… let’s take this off…” Larissa said, while indicating and starting to remove your shirt. You happily complied… she also removed your bra, freeing your breasts.

“Put your hand above you head for me.” Larissa directed. You followed, but a bit confused…

That’s when Larissa brought up the cuffs, clicking them in place, restraining your wrists.

You gasped lightly at the sensation and restraint.

“Does my good girl like being tied up?” Larissa taunted, seeing your dials ring pupils. You sheepishly nodded again.

“Words. Good girls use words.” She sternly said.

“Yes, God yes! Please…!” You moaned, bucking your hips up to meet hers.

She then pulled out the vibrator eliciting another gasp from your lips. She clicked it on and you couldn’t help but whimper.

Larissa then came up to your lips and kissed you as she placed and encircled your breasts with the vibrator.

You moaned and mewled into her mouth, struggling against the handcuffs, keeping your hands tied.

Larissa chuckled into your mouth as she began to move down south with the vibrator…

You mewled more and more.

Just as she was at your cunt, she stopped. You whimpered and groaned in response.

Larissa looked at you, a fucking mess, and smirked. “Beg.”

You whimpered.

“I won’t ask again, slut.” She almost sneered this time.

You couldn’t help but moan at her words, your hips bucking with need even more…

“God, please Larissa… please… I want you… please… ruin me…” you begged, with no logic to your thoughts. You pulled against your restraints in desperation.

Larissa hummed in satisfaction, kissing you again. You got enveloped in her delicious lips, and that’s when she placed the vibrator on your clit.

You cried out in response, furiously bucking your hips. Your oversensitive clit being circled by Larissa’s vibrator was making you see stars. You were gonna cum again… soon… and hard… it was becoming too much…

Then it went to your folds… and you were done for…

You bit down on Larissa’s lips as your third orgasm crashed into you head on. You drew blood, making Larissa herself moan into your mouth, as your were screaming her name again. Your legs wouldn’t stop shaking now and your heart was pounding. You felt dizzy and euphoric. Sick yet sated… Shallow breathing, yet the deepest you’d ever felt…

Larissa hummed with pleasure at the sight of you. She removed and set aside the vibrator and grabbed the strap.

You whimpered when you realized you weren’t done…

And you looked at her with confusion as she attached the straps to her waist and thighs…

But you also couldn’t stop your body from wiggling with anticipation and excitement…

Larissa undid your restraints and just looked one your helpless, thoroughly fucked figure…

“Tell me what you want.” she lustfully commanded.

“You, God please I want you Larissa!” you cried.

She climbed on top of you…

“Then be a good slut and spread your legs for me.”

You did so with a whimper… those eyes of hers told you she meant business…

She took ahold of your hands, holding them above your head, as she lines up her dick with your aching pussy.

And without warning, she plunged into you…

“Holy shit!!” You cried out, not prepared for her at all.

But your hips bucked against her dick furiously, telling her not to stop…

And Larissa wasn’t going to stop… No, she was going to corrupt and own you forever…

“I love all the dirty words you spew for me, slut…” Larissa egged you on, as she thrusted into you at a merciless pace.

Your mind was now complete mush. You could produce mewls and moans but no way in hell an actual sentence…

She pounded into you, and before you knew it, you were cumming on her dick.

Cumming hard…

You screamed her name like a broken record, tears streaming down your face, hips jerking from overstimulation… Your eyes glazed over, your body going limp, lip quivering.

Larissa pulled out of you, at the concern of going too far. She grabbed and took you into her embrace.

Cradling you she whispered, “You did you good, baby, such a good girl…”

You sniffled and whimpered.

She cupped your face, looking into your fucked out eyes, “I’m here, love…”

She placed her head against yours… Your ruined, absolutely destroyed body, unsalvageably corrupted self…

“your mine now.”

[fizzywashere87]

how would the rise or mutant mayhem twortlezzz react to have a short gremlin friend? Like would reader is short (maybe mikey's height or a bit taller) and she is a bit chaotic. Very blunt and slightly aggressive and at first seems kinda harsh but actually is very sweet once you get to know them. Also mood swings (me fr fr)

HELLO MY LITTLE SIBLING 😁😁😁I AM VERY EXCITED TO BE YOUR FIRST REQUEST AND I HOPE YOU HAVE FUN WRITING THIS!!! YOU ARE SUPER RAD BRO-BRO KEEPING BEING AWESOME 😎

notes: HELLO MY BEAUTIFUL SIS I COULDN’T WAIT TO START WRITING THIS TYSM FOR REQUESTING!! I hope this is good, uhm, as you know it’s my first time writing so I rlly rlly hope this turns out well!! Also I don’t know enough about the mutant mayhem turtles so i don’t know if i will be writing for them atm but…ENJOY!! <333

Warnings: cussing, short! reader, poorly written and probably cringe

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rise! Turtles x Short! Reader

Raph-a-doodle

Okay, we already know mans is big, he could pick you up and throw you either way, he wont.

If you’re shorter than Mikey i think he might notice but i feel like he would be indifferent

He will definitely hype you up short or not :))

As for big man here, he’s gonna pick you up like a mf ragdoll Lol I thought I was funny there

Lord forbid someone ever tease you for your height >:( ”Say it again and I’ll pound you like a boss!” why did i write that

But in a way more scary tone

Your friendship is obviously like the short gremlin and the friendly giant, why would I need to explain? your short and he’s tall incase you didn’t know

Cuddles are a must if you're okay with it (platonic cuddles are a thing)

Just lay on his plastron or disappear under his arm lol

As for the chaos, he probably wouldn’t mind it as long as you're being safe

He would probably join in most of the time but he has oldest sibling syndrome :((

He does his best to keep you from danger please don’t make it too hard for him

Most times I do see him joining in on the chaos if it’s just around the lair

If it’s on patrol don’t expect him to be so careless though he is impulsive at times Raphie worries

As for your aggressiveness, I see him as the type of person to just chill and wait for you to come back when you’re doing your thing like: 🧍‍♀️

Big man is lowkey terrified of you despite the fact he’d be towering over you

I’m not gonna lie, you being kinda harsh at first would kinda put him off

He might shy away from you at first and it’s not you, it’s the demon in your mind telling you what to do 👹 it’s u

Once you warm up to everybody and you properly hang out with him he’ll be a lot more open to being around you

He’ll realize what a cutie you are (platonically) and he won’t fear you as much -if you’re loud he assumes your tough shit like that, i don’t make the rules here

He’ll be confused when he experiences your mood swings and depending on how severe they are he might panic -One second you’re: 💕🤗Then you’re: 🤬🖕

He'll be like 'uhm wtf'

But it’s okay because you’re his best friend and he loves you either way!!

Neon-Leon

He’s not gonna pass up an opportunity to tease you

It's Leo dude

He's using you as an armrest and he's smug about it motherfucker

When he's not teasing you, y'all are chill

Another one to just pick you up because he can

His bitchass love him thinks it's funny when you get mad cuz ur tiny

Should ANYBODY that's not him make fun of your height just remember he has magic swords that make portals

He's going to match your chaotic energy because he's Leonardo

Y’all are gonna get in trouble a lot but he has magic swords and you’re probably awesome too so it’s okay

He'll be an asshole sometimes but you can put him in his place

He’s not gonna shy away from your aggressiveness or your blunt self but he’ll give you some space if he thinks you need it -or anger you even more

He’ll be just a bit taken aback at first from your bluntness but he bounces back quickly with his own retort -what you said wasn't even offensive, he just found the need to defend himself??

He probably provokes you and calls you 'lil gremlin in his own Leo way or sum shit

Despite his ignorant self I feel like Leo is understanding but he chooses to be a little shit about it

He will lowkey give you time to mellow out and then he gets to meet your sweet side -you might've warmed up to him after Mikey

He finds the fact that you speak your mind amusing so he doesn't get offended too easily most times -*dramatic gasp* “wHaT?! DiD?! YoU?! *points aggressively at you* JusT?! sAy! tO! mE?!”

He is going to be your bestie or your worst nightmare and it just depends on the stage of your friendship -jk he’s your friend and if he truly bothers you he would stop

Overall, you guys are just two dumbasses trying to have fun

Othello Von Ryan

Doesn’t really care about how tall or short you are, but does notice your a bit lacking in the height region js a bit pooks

Probably makes you a piece of tech to help with your uhm… lack dare i say i say this as if i'm taller than 5'3"

He might have u run errands for him that might require more stealth getting illegal chemicals for him

He once mistook the top of your head as a table when he was tired not his proudest moment

You’re gonna make a good arm rest for him

Anybody makes fun of your height? There’s a virus in their device and embarrassing photos were somehow sent to that person’s entire contact list -he denies it was ever him but you know better

Your chaoticness worries him his tech's safety, not yours cuh

Probably puts you on a mf leash if you're the impulsive type

He’ll be in his lab and your lil’ gremlin self will just be there yapping away about literally anything and Donnie’s like ‘😐okay’ trying to work with your sudden outbursts where you raise your voice before going back to your normal tone he probably flinches every time you raised your voice

Appreciates you being blunt in a way, he knows if you give him a compliment, you mean it and that means way more than he chooses to admit to himself be careful he's lowkey fragile

Like Raph, he also might be put off with your harshness in the beginning but once you warm up to him, he’ll warm up to you

He’ll see how sweet you become and is ‘unbothered because he’s emotionally unavailable’

He’ll be yapping about his latest project and you’re about to go do something you probably shouldn’t

He doesn’t notice ‘til he stops and asks you a question and you’re sneaking away like silly motherfucker

Can't keep up with your mood swings all the time so he'll just let you sort it out

He'll probably wait patiently

On the contrary to how he may act towards you, he really does like you

Overall you and Donnie's friendship is fun and he definitely instigates the chaos outside his lab

Magic Mike

We alr know mans is a short king, he’s going to be excited to find somebody ‘round his height

The amount of small places you two will wedge yourself in oml

You two probably created a hangout spot just for the two of you you two were the only ones able to fit

Nobody's making fun of your height

Have you seen this kid?

You two just add onto each other and get into a lot of trouble

A lotta episodes js u an him getting in trouble LMFAO

If you’re taller than him you probably call him small one or sum shit you're not that much taller than him

He only allows it from you

If you're shorter than him roles are reversed

If you’re the same height, you actually aren’t, one of you has to be taller he probably won't accept defeat so goodluck shortie

He bakes and cooks with you

If you can't kitchen for shit you're now the taste tester and you're in charge of helping him reach things on high shelves

Yes you two will use each other to reach things

stand on his shoulders like in the cartoons or he'll stand on yours "Ow! Mikey! My shoulder's about to break!" "One second y/n I almost got it!"

Mikey’s not put off in the slightest by your aggressiveness in the beginning

He probably figured you out and let you open up at your pace

You being blunt honestly makes him laugh, the way you just say what you want

He's your bestie and your his fs fs

He doesn't mind your mood swings and js goes with the flow

I strongly believe he'll just match his mood with yours "omg! i love today!" "same!" 😀  "FUCK THAT!" "same!" 😡

He adores your sweet side and he'll show it

Is another cuddle bug (if you're okay with it)

Your friendship is very wholesome as it is chaotic

You could be doing something dangerous around town while having a meaningful and deep conversation

Overall, you guys match each other's energies and hold a lot of power together don't underestimate short people

[goldfades]

✮ 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐬, zegras' have more fun

♡ ─ summary | media day pictures (NOT MINE AND IT'S NOT THE FC) and something makes the jack stans go crazy

♡ ─ warnings | light-hearted flirting/arguing, brief mention of hate crimes (ITS A JOKE THOUGH), hughes bros being dumb (not trev for once LMAO)

♡ ─ taglist | tbd

♡ ─ ev's notes | this lowkey eats I MISSED THIS AU

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stasszegras | media day pics, first (official) fnl + WENT LOWKEY VIRAL ON TIKTOK???? tagged: pchandler68, umichfootball, lucafantilli september 23th, 2022

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briesbagels | my favorite tiktok influencer 🤭

↳ stasszegras stop it. 😐

↳ briesbagels 3 million views on a tiktok IS CRAZYYY

↳ stasszegras it's only cus luke was in the video

↳ lhughes_06 clout chaser 😝

briesbagels | LAST PIC OF LUCA IS HORRENDOUS PLS STASS 😫😫

↳ lucafantilli ok this one hurts brie, i thought u were on my side

↳ briesbagels its either u or stass (im choosing my girl)

↳ stasszegras 🤭😏😍

↳ pchandler68 hmmmmm 😏😏

↳ adamfantilli 🥸🥸

↳ stasszegras what's goin on here.... 😥

umichwsoccer | THATS OUR GIRL! 🫡〽️

↳ stasszegras 🤞🏼🤞🏼

jackhughes | wowww okay stassie.. 🤞🏼🤩 woo 😮‍💨😮‍💨

↳ trevorzegras 😟😟 oh no

↳ lhughes_06 since when we callin her stassie????

↳ jackhughes WE?? get ur own nickname lukey 😑😑

↳ stasszegras k y'all let's just stick to stass or little zegras 😶

↳ trevorzegras @/griffinzegras

↳ griffinzegras bffr right now 📸📸📸 aren't you like 30 jack??

↳ jackhughes actually i'm 21 so calm the FUCKK down... and i was just being nice and friendly griff come on now

↳ briesbagels and thats why we wear sunscreen kids 🥴

↳ griffinzegras yea maybe a little too friendly..

↳ stasszegras guys im gonna disable my comments if u keep arguing like 12 year olds

↳ trevorzegras mhm yeah and thats the ONLY REASON why you would wanna disable the comments

lucafantilli | last pic should be considered a hate crime bro how'd u even get that

↳ stasszegras don't ask stupid questions like that luca

↳ adamfantilli 🥸🥸

↳ lucafantilli MY OWN BROTHER?!?!?!

↳ lhughes_06 i guess we are all getting betrayed by our flesh and blood rn 😪

↳ jackhughes be so fr rn lukey

↳ trevorzegras agreed luke

↳ jackhughes 😑😑

↳ pchandler68 interesting.. 📸

quinnhughes | you ate little zegras 🫡

↳ stasszegras thanks quinner 🫶🏼

↳ trevorzegras YEA this is really being friendly @/jackhughes

↳ jackhughes bro. let this go.

↳ quinnhughes leave me the fuck outta this guys, please 😁

lhughes_06 | gonna win us a jr world cup zegras ✊🏼

↳ stasszegras YESSS SIR 🫡🫡〽️〽️ but thats not how it works buddy

↳ lhughes_06 there's no jr world cup????

↳ jackhughes messi is rolling in his grave rn

↳ stasszegras messi is alive????

↳ briesbagels no way bro 😭😭

↳ quinnhughes LMAO PLEASE 😭

pchandler68 | LUCA LOL PLEASE HAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAH

↳ lucafantilli count your days chandler

↳ pchandler68 wait no luca im sorry

↳ lucafantilli its ur fault u introduced me and stass and NOW LOOK. all the hoes are gone

↳ stasszegras 😑😑😑

↳ adamfantilli not all of them.....🥯🥯🥯

↳ lucafantilli shut up adam.

↳ pchandler68 wait what??...

adamfantilli future manager AND she plays for our soccer team?? it's perfect 🤞🏼🤞🏼

↳ stasszegras hahaahaha no.

↳ nolan_moyle STASS PLEASE

↳ stasszegras stop harassing me nolan

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jhughesnews | jack hughes and anastasia zegras are reportedly going out after he comments a suggestive comment on her most recent post. thoughts???

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fan01 | WHAT?? NO WAY????? WHO WAS GOING TO TELL ME

fan02 | guys they are just friends, if u guys look at her other posts he makes those kinda jokes all the time

↳ fan03 nah bro did u see trevor and griffin's comments? they obviously know something we don't

↳ fan02 yeah but that's their humor

fan04 | good 😭😭😭 for😭😭😭 them 😭😭😭

fan05 | didn't she go out with luke too 😐

↳ fan06 damn she wants the whole crew

↳ fan07 who can blame her tho??? have u seen them 🤭🤭

↳ fan08 no she didn't lmao, those were also JUST rumors and it's obvious they're just friends

fan09 | guys stop it, these are baseless rumors and REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENS TO TAYLOR ALL THE TIME, stass is great just by herself 🫶🏼

↳ fan10 all right girl..

↳ fan11 its giving "coach is right guys... 😣"

↳ fan12 im crying BYEEE PLEASE 😭😭😭😭

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[batsandbugs]

Daminette Headcanon #??

Meet cute/meet disaster opportunity in Gotham. So Marinette is new to the city, and her stash of fabric and notions is completely depleted because she had to downsize when moving across the Atlantic (she had way too much stuff to ship with her.) So she's trying to find Gotham's fabric district which does exist... but it's frequented mainly by villains or henchpeople who need fabric for their costumes. Otherwise, everyone just buys online. Marnette though needs to see her stuff in person, needs to feel the fabric and test stretch and shit. So she's struggling down the street burdened by like five bags and a whole bolt of fabric and Damian (overachiever that he is) is doing an early evening patrol as Robin, and sees this little slip-of-nothing girl walking out of a fabric store that is definitely only frequented by villains and is a front for a local gang, and thinks 'oh, this is a new villain and/or she's being blackmailed to create new outfits' and so he prepares to swing down and interrogate her. Now Marinette, total badass that she is, can handle herself (yes, all her friends and family told her she shouldn't move to Gotham, but she's a hero too and Gotham ain't got shit on Hawkmoth) and she knows this isn't the best part of town, but it's the only place that has fabric stores, and the prices are really good so of course, she's gonna stock up. She knows she looks like an easy target but she is not. But bad guys don't know that, so a pair of idiots come up to her on the street and start harassing her and trying to rob her. One goes to hit her, and she totally backhands them and then knocks them both out flat in under 30 seconds. Not a hair out of place and all of her purchases are still safe and sound. And Robin is shocked up above (and kinda turned on) and is now definitely thinking that this girl is the newest up-and-coming supervillain, and he hears her mutter, "these fools have nothing on Paris." And so he swings down, intrigued, and wanting to know who this new danger is. He doesn't want to be too sus at first though and asks if she's fine (Richard would be proud of how far he's come at interpersonal skills) Of course, Marinette knows who the local heroes are (she doesn't want to step on anyone's toes after all) and so is very friendly at first, and basically says, "I'm okay and don't need any help, after all, you don't survive long in Paris if you can't handle yourself, but it's nice to know Gotham's heroes are looking out." And Robin doesn't know if that's meant to be a threat or sincere. And so he offers to walk her home because that's what a hero would do with a normal civilian right?? Not one that he was trying to gauge what their notorious schemes are, right?? But Marinette easily agrees, and in her mind, is just happy to get a read on the local heroes, and just chats with Robin the whole way home about Gotham and what amazing styles she can get from its local design and architecture. And Damian is so?? confused??? Is this girl an artist? IS she a villain artist?? What kind of schemes are going to happen here. And so he obviously has to know more about this amazi- he means potentially dangerous woman, and so when he sees her safely home asks to maybe, visit? Again? And Marinette is all like 😁😁 Sure, happy to help Gotham's heroes however she can. Damian is like 'perfect, I have managed to open a line of inquiry into a potential threat, now I just need to visit often- I mean monitor her carefully to figure out her plans' and Marinette is just like, 'The Gotham heroes are much more welcoming than I thought they would be. I got fabric, beat up some baddies, and made a new friend all in one evening!'

Their falling in love is kinda inevitable.

[notsoattractivearenti]

Polar Opposites (Christian Pulisic x Reader) - Part 1

WC: 1.4K

Warnings: curse words

A/N: Finally decided to make a series for Christian 😁 Enemies to lovers is my favorite trope, so writing one is very exciting! This series is a mix of angst and fluff, and this first part is like an introduction. Hope you guys enjoy and I'd love to hear your thoughts through reply/reblog/ask ❤️ If you want me to include you in the taglist just let me know! Feedbacks are highly appreciated!

| PART 2 | PART 3 | PART 4 |

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You have met Christian a few times before, since your best friend Claire was dating his best friend, Nick. But the first time you talked to him, you just knew you could never get along with him. You felt like you had literally nothing in common with him, and your first interaction did not go well. The one thing you both share is the strong annoyance towards one another. You love Nick, but you still couldn’t figure out how someone as nice, sweet and outgoing as him could be friends with Christian – no, not just friends, but best friends??? Felt so random but it’s real. They seemed inseparable, and you just couldn’t understand their bond.

You are very sociable, you love meeting new people. You consider yourself as a talkative, friendly and funny person. Meanwhile, Claire is more shy, sweet, and kind of quiet but once she feels comfortable with someone, she’s not that quiet anymore. You and Claire have been best friends since high school, and you couldn’t imagine a life without her. You’ve heard about how platonic soulmates exist, and you are 100% sure you have found yours. Between you and Claire, one’s personality complements the other’s. You remembered the time when Claire introduced you to Nick, you thought about how perfect those two were together and they still are. You knew how many guys wanted to date Claire but none of them were the right match, until she met Nick.

The first time you met Christian was at a dinner. It was shortly after Nick and Claire became official, and Claire thought a dinner with their best friends was a good idea. Nick introduced him to you, and you were ready to get to know him – as a friend. But that night, he was so reserved, and you couldn’t really stand such a person. He was distant and it looked like his mind was somewhere else but he seemed to get along just fine with Claire even though he barely talked. Despite feeling a bit unsure, you thought there was no harm in trying to be friends with him simply because he is Nick’s best friend. You tried to get to know him by asking some ‘general’ questions – just like how you used to talk to new people, but he responded like he couldn’t care less. At one point, you finally had enough. When Nick and Claire left the table for a minute, you moved your chair a little closer and confronted him.

“Dude, what is the matter with you? I’m just trying to be friendly over here!”

“By being extremely nosy?” he said as he rolled his eyes.

 “Uh, what the fuck?” You were really offended by his reaction. You didn’t expect to be called ‘nosy’ because you knew you weren’t at all.

“Christian, I thought we could be friends because you and Nick are close. But obviously, you’re not fucking interested. Try not to be so goddamn rude, pal.”

In response, he gave you a side eye without saying a word. His arms were crossed, he clearly wasn’t interested. You were so irritated by him, you angrily moved your chair back while mumbling “asshole”.

For the rest of the dinner, you acted like nothing happened. You didn’t want to make a scene, so you were just talking and laughing with Claire and Nick as usual while ignoring Christian’s existence. Since that day, you barely talked to Christian even though you’ve seen him again after.

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A few months ago, Nick came to your place to talk to you. He looked so nervous and more serious than he usually was, and you didn’t know why. You were afraid that something bad was coming, but you didn’t want to read too much into it.

“Y/N, I want to tell you something important.”

“Umm, okay...” You gulped, then anxiously sat down, “what’s up Nick?”

“I’m going to ask Claire to marry me. And as her long-time best friend, I want to ask for your blessing and if you don’t mind, your help on planning the proposal too. I want everything to be perfect for my perfect woman.”

Your eyes widened and your jaw dropped. You couldn’t believe what you just heard.

“WHAT? Nick!!! Fuck you scared me!!” you yelled and jumped off your seat. “Of course you have my blessing!!! And I will help you!!! Oh my God, I’m so happy for you two!!!” You were practically screaming into his ears and gave Nick a long, big hug, you were truly excited for them.

You knew basically everything about Claire, including her dream proposal scene and her dream engagement ring. So you told Nick every little detail, and he was so thrilled and sort of relieved he had your help because he was pretty overwhelmed by his own expectations – as he said, he wanted everything to be perfect for Claire. It was hard for you to keep that huge secret, but you didn’t want to ruin one of Claire’s biggest days of her life.

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The day has finally come. You helped with every single thing needed that day to make sure it went well – you really wanted your best friend to have her dream proposal with his dream man. You arrived at the proposal spot, it was at a beautiful flower garden which Claire loves to call “her happy place”. It was a quiet, peaceful afternoon, and the sun was about to set – you really, really loved the scenery. Nick was so nervous and you were walking towards him as you saw Christian coming towards him. You couldn’t help but let out a sigh, then whispered to yourself, “fuck, I forgot that piece of shit was gonna be here.”

“Hey Nick!” You came up to Nick and tapped his shoulders, “how are you feeling right now?”

“Well, my hands are cold and I’m sweating like crazy... I feel good, I guess,” as he wiped the sweat off his face with a handkerchief.

You laughed, you had never seen him this tense before. “Relax, Claire will definitely say yes to you. I don’t see any reason not to.”

“She’s right, bro,” Christian chimed in, “just calm down a bit, OK? Just remember, I’m here as your emotional support.”

You could feel how close you were to telling Christian to shut up, but you were able to hold back from it. You thought to yourself: this is not the time, don’t fucking ruin your best friend’s day.

You all suddenly heard a notification sound from Nick’s phone, and it was a text from Claire. “Okay, guys, she’s here," Nick said as he fixed his shirt, handed his phone to Christian, and put his hand on his pocket, "wish me luck.”

Nick had asked Christian to document the proposal with his phone, and you to handle the confetti cannon and the champagne. You and Christian went hiding in the bushes, without even acknowledging each other’s presence.

The moment you heard Claire said yes, you and Christian came out and you shot the confetti cannon. It was just the four of you there, and all of you were jumping up and down in excitement, hugging and congratulating the newly engaged couple. You even cried – you were genuinely happy and felt honored to be able to witness that beautiful moment. You then grabbed the champagne bottle and handed it over to Claire, as she popped it open and poured the champagne.

You raised your glass, followed by everyone, and gave a toast, “For Nick and Claire! Happy engagement you lovebirds!”

Before you all went home, Nick and Claire gave a little speech before asking the question you have been waiting for. 

“Y/N, Christian... You guys are our best friends and we’re very happy you are here with us right now, celebrating our engagement. We love you guys so much! So... before the day ends, we want to ask you...” They paused – for what you assumed ‘a dramatic effect’, “to be our Person of Honor and Best Man!”

You and Christian were acting surprised – in exaggeration, to be exact – but they knew you were messing with them, and of course you both accepted the ‘titles’.

“Thank you guys!” Claire responded gleefully, “but now, first order of business for our Person of Honor and Best Man: would you please plan our engagement party?”

You and Christian looked at each other, you were so aggravated by one another that you didn't want to do anything together. But since you two are now involved in your best friends’ big day – including the events before the wedding, you couldn’t say no.

“Of course...” You and Christian agreed to their request, even though you both obviously hesitated, “we’re uh... We’re on it.”

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[winchesterwild78]

Chance Meeting Part 10 (pt 1)

Part 9

18+ Minors DO NOT interact

This is my first ever fan fiction. I adore Jensen Ackles and have no hate towards his family. In this he’s single. I’m not sure exactly how to do this so any suggestions or feedback is appreciated. Please be kind and all mistakes are my own. All work is mine. Please don’t copy it.

Warnings: fluff, angst, smut, Jensen being a sweetheart

Chapter/ Trigger Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex (cover it up y’all), fluff, small moment of insecurity

A/N: I’m working hard on making sure the chapters get done quickly. I don’t want to leave you hanging for too long. If you have any suggestions please let me know. This chapter finds our lovebirds in Texas. Small time jump noted. Apparently I got a bit long winded on this chapter so it’s in 2 parts 😏 Enjoy 😁

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Your alarm went off early the next morning and you groaned as you tried to turn over to turn it off. You couldn’t move because Jensen was wrapped around your body. As you pulled he groaned and kept holding on tight. “Babe, I’ve got to turn off the alarm” you said while chuckling. He loosened his grip and you reached over and turned off the alarm. Once the room filled with silence Jensen grabbed you and pulled you back to him. “Can’t we stay here and not get up” he asked burying his face into your chest. “I wish we could, but we still have a drive ahead of us. We’ve got to get going so we can get home.” You said as you placed a kiss on the top of his head. “Home” he said softly with a smile on his face. You smiled at the thought of creating a home with him. Just 2 short months ago you met this incredible man and now you’re starting a life with him. You were so happy and in love. Jensen leaned up and kissed your lips as he started to roll out of bed.

You both took showers, packed your bags and left the room hand in hand. You stopped in the lobby to grab a quick breakfast and coffee. You walked to the front desk to turn in your room key and check out. The clerk was just as friendly as the woman the night before. She was younger and kept looking at Jensen. You thanked her and walked back to Jensen who was sipping coffee. “I think the clerk recognizes you, Jens” you said when you sat down. He had his hat on but not his sunglasses. He glanced over his shoulder and tipped his head at her making her blush and giggle. “Yep, she sure does” he said laughing. You rolled your eyes laughing. “You seem to have that affect on all women, don’t you babe” you said while grabbing his free hand. Y’all finished up your food and Jensen made another coffee for the road. As you two were walking towards the door the clerk came around the counter. “Um, excuse me. Are you Jensen Ackles” she asked softly. “Yes ma’am I am. Is there anything you need” he asked. “If it wouldn’t be too much trouble can I get a selfie with you.” She asked. Jensen flashed her his killer smile and said “no trouble at all, darling”. “Let me take it” you said reaching for her phone. Jensen and her posed for a few pictures and you took many so she could pick her favorite. She thanked you both and Jensen gave her a quick hug. He grabbed your hand intertwining his fingers with yours. He brought your hand up to his lips and kissed you. “Thanks for that sweetheart” he said. “Of course, I know how you feel about your fans” you said looking up at him. You both climbed into the car and took off towards Texas.

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As the sun was starting to set in the blue Texas sky your car pulled into Jensen’s driveway. You sat in your seat looking at the gorgeous house in front of you. Your eyes were wide and a smile was on your face. “Do you like it, sweetheart” Jensen asked. “Oh my goodness Jensen it’s beautiful” you said with excitement in your voice. “Then let’s get inside” he said getting out of the car. He grabbed your hand and walks you up the stone steps to the massive wood door. He opened the door and let you step inside first. Your gasped and stopped taking in the beautiful view. The house was an open floor plan with wall to wall dark hardwood floors. An open dining room was to your left and to your right was a large family room. You saw comfortable couches, a television and toys in the corner. You smiled knowing those were Jensen’s children’s toys and it was nice to see they had space in his home. Jensen stepped in behind you and whispered in your ear “welcome home, baby.” You smiled and turned around. Tears were in your eyes. He wrapped his arms around you and kissed your lips. A single tear slipped out and he wiped it away. “Oh baby, don’t cry” he said. “Oh Jensen, I’m not sad. I’m just so happy and overwhelmed. I can see a future here with you and our children here together. I can’t wait to start our life together” you said while holding him tight.

“Let me call the kids and tell them I’m home and then I’ll take you on a tour and we’ll grab our bags.” Jensen said as he pulled out his phone. “Okay. I need to call mine too” you said as you sat down on the couch. You called your kids and told them you made it to Texas. They were excited and couldn’t wait to visit soon. You told them with Christmas coming up maybe they could fly to Texas and we could spend Christmas together. You know they are busy with their lives, but hopefully you could work it out. After you got off the phone you stood up and started looking at the pictures on the wall. You could hear Jensen still talking on the phone and he was laughing at something his kids said. You love his laugh, but his laugh was lighter and full of love when talking to his kids. It made your heart melt. The first picture you saw was Jensen with his kids. All of them wore smiles that stretched across their faces and they seemed genuinely happy. As you walked and looked at more you saw pictures of Jared and his family, Jensen’s family and there was even a few of him with his kids and ex. You were staring at his ex when he walked in the room. He noticed you looking at the picture and walked beside you. She’s definitely beautiful and the complete opposite of you, but you tried to push those thoughts away. Jensen grabbed your hand and you looked at him. “Everything okay, sweetheart” he said with a twinge of sadness in his eyes. “Yeah, I’m okay. You’ve got a beautiful family.” You said smiling and pointing to the picture. Jensen stood there for a minute looking between you and the picture. “Thank you, hopefully one day we’ll take a picture with all the kids and add a picture here of our beautiful family.” He said looking at you trying to figure out if there was something wrong. “Hey, I’m okay. I promise. I love that you have a picture of her here. It’s important for the kids to have pictures of her here too. She will always be there mother no matter what happened between you two.” You said while looking into his beautiful green eyes. “How did I get so lucky with you” he asked while cupping your face. You learned into his hands and he kissed you. “I’m the lucky one” you whispered.

He grabbed your hand and said “come on let’s take that tour.” You giggled as he pulled you with him. He stopped in the kitchen and you took in the beauty. As you walked to each room everything was decorated modern but family friendly. You followed Jensen upstairs and he showed you the kid’s bedrooms, the two guest rooms and he stopped outside a set of double doors. He opened them to reveal a huge master bedroom with a king sized bed in the center of the room. There were two walk in closets on either side of the room, a sliding glass door that leads to a balcony and the bathroom was bigger than your living room in your old apartment. There was a double vanity, a jetted tub and a separate shower big enough for two. You smiled thinking about all the wonderful memories you’re going to make in this home with Jensen and your families. Jensen walked up behind you and wrapped his arms around you. “How do you like it y/n?” He asked as he kissed your cheek. “I love it. The house is beautiful and I can’t wait to make memories with you and our family here.” You said as you turned around. “Good, I’m glad and I can’t wait either” he said smiling down at you. “Now let’s go grab our bags and figure out dinner” he said pulling you towards the door.

About 30 minutes later your bags were in the house and the pizza Jensen ordered was on its way. You two sat on the sofa snuggled together under a blanket watching tv. Jensen was running his fingers through your hair while your head was on his shoulder. You sat up quickly and he jumped a little. “You okay y/n” he asked puzzled. “I just realized it’s a few weeks until Christmas and you haven’t decorated. Do you wait for the kids to decorate” you asked. “I usually put up the tree and they help decorate it but I have no idea where to start with the other decorations. My ex did most of that” he said. “Do you mind if I help” you asked a little nervous. “Y/N, you are part of this family now. This is your home too. If you want to decorate then go all out. I want you to make this your home. Decorating, adding things, taking things away. I don’t care. This is OUR home, not just mine anymore. Tomorrow we will get out all the decorations we have and anything else we need we will buy. The kids will be here this weekend so we can decorate the tree together. All of us.” He said as he captures your lips in a kiss.

The kiss was soft at first but then deepened and was full of love and passion. Jensen pulled you onto his lap deepening the kiss while his hands ran up your body and into your hair. You moaned into his mouth as he bit your bottom lip. Jensen’s hands pulled at the hem of your shirt and slid his hand under and brushed against your breasts. You gasped at his touch and goosebumps formed on your skin. Every touch of his fingers sent electricity through your body. You craved his touch and he craved yours. His hands reached around and unhooked your bra. He smiled on your lips as your breath hitched. He pulled your shirt over your head and you slipped out of your bra. “Fuck” he growled as he took one breast in his mouth and his hand grabbed the other. You could feel your wetness pool between your legs and his hardness form in his jeans. You grind yourself into his bulge sending a shockwave through your core. Jensen pushes you onto the couch and starts to unbutton your pants. His fingers are hooked in your pants and with a one swift movement he pulls them off. Leaving you in nothing but your dripping wet panties. He pulls his shirt over his head and leans down hovering over your body. His hand travels to your panties where he feels your wetness. He smirks and pulls them off. Sliding his hand through your folds . “Damn baby you’re soaked. All this for me?” He said with a smile. “Please Jensen” was all you could breathe out. “Please what baby. Use your words.” He said playfully. “Please make me cum. I need you” you were able to say through hitching breaths. He kneeled down and started to devour your clit and he slid a finger in. You grabbed his hair with one hand and the couch with the other. You started to grind your hips as he inserted another finger. You felt the familiar coil tightening in your core. Just as you were about to cum the doorbell rang and there was a knock on the door. “Fuck” you and Jensen both said. Jensen got up and grabbed his shirt and you grabbed a blanket to wrap around yourself. He smiled at you and said “don’t go anywhere, I’ll be right back for you.” You smiled and nodded. Jensen answered the door to find a pizza delivery driver standing there with your dinner. Jensen took the pizza and paid him. Thanking him he closed the door. You giggled when you saw the pizza. You forgot the pizza was on the way and you figured he did too. Jensen put the pizza in the kitchen and came back to the living room pulling off his shirt. “Now, where were we” he said with a smirk. You stood up and walked over to him and said “Right about here” you dropped the blanket and walked backwards towards the stairs. Jensen smirked and stepped closer to you. You climbed the stairs and headed down the hallway to your new shared bedroom. Jensen was hot on your heals as giggles and laughter filled the hallway. You got to the door and he caught you. Pushing you against the door kissing you deeply.

Part 2