#I’ve waited so longggg

[bookiedoodles]

Goofy silly fools in love 🥰

[preciouspatriots]

i’m seeing black panther: wakanda forever thursday night with my besties and i’m beyond irrationally excited; if i think about it too much i get emotional.

[starlightbelle]

TH-THE DUB….was released on November 5th

The date Dabi’s identity was confirmed in the manga

The date dub watchers got THIS CONFIRMATION AS WELL

[rachgreenes]

Ari and Dante premiering at tiff 😭😭 it’s so real now

[starryeyedrogue]

LET’S GOOOOO I FINALLY HIT 190

[strniohoeee]

Not Mine

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: A glimpse into the rise and downfall of Y/N’s relationship. Torn between wanting to move on with her life, but also wanting to relive the past. Constantly struggling, but will she figure it out in the end?🫂

Warnings⚠️: None really just get your tissue boxes ready😔. This one’s longggg too LOLLL

Song for the imagine: Strange- Celeste

Isn’t it strange

How people can change

From strangers to friends

Friends into lovers

And strangers again?

Day 374

Another day slipping from my fingers. My breathing shallow as my eyes blinked slowly. Staring out my bedroom window as the rain trickled down the glass offering me a reflection of who I hated.

I’d like to think I’m numb to the feeling at this point, but everytime I hear his name, or see his face my chest physically hurts. Some sick and twisted part of me indulged in this feeling. I wanted to feel pain. I thrived off of it. I mean it makes us stronger in the end doesn’t it?

200 days pondering. I’ve spent 200 days trying to scoop my life together. When you’re left with no true explanation your mind tends to go overboard. Filling the cracks with reasons and excuses that you were never given.

He wasn’t mine, and I was so blind to it. Trying to fix someone who so badly didn’t care. Too blind by infatuation to see how he truly felt.

Day 180

“I just don’t understand why” I stated staring down at my empty cup

“You can’t sit here and try to figure out someone who was never even open to you fully in the first place” my friend said to me

“I mean I know, but why give me this false hope. Make it seem like you saw a future with me. When he didn’t” I said swallowing thickly

“It’s been 6 days, do not beat yourself up over it okay? You’re killing yourself trying to rack your brain looking for the whys?” She said caressing my arm

“ I reached out to him yesterday” I said sniffling

“And?” She asked looking at me with a soft smile

“He said he couldn’t see me this weekend, but maybe another time” I replied breaking down

“Please don’t cry okay, you’re going to be okay” she said pulling me and hugging me

Day 374

I got up from my chair and walked out to my living room. I inhaled a shaky breath as I looked around the dimly lit room. My eyes landed on my coffee table. I trembled at the sight of the Polaroids of us littered along the mahogany wood, the vase he got me with nothing in it, and the books he purchased for me.

I started to breathe heavily and my hands began to shake.

“I HATE YOU” I screamed, shoving everything off the table with my fists. Breaking down as I heard the glass shatter and the books tumble down

“I hate your stupid fuck boy hair cut, I hate your cold blue eyes, I hate your stupid dry skin and your cracked lips, I hate your ugly smile….I HATE YOU” I screamed the last part as I banged my fists on the table

Dry heaving from the panic attack I was putting myself through.

Day 1

My eyes browsed the pastry display as I waited in line. These all looked so good, and it was hard to pick just one, but finally my eyes landed on the last heart shaped cookie on the rack

“Next!” I heard someone yell out, my eyes darting their way

“Good morning” I said offering a smile

“Good morning! What can I get for you today” the older woman said smiling at me

“May I have a small hot latte, and the heart shaped cookie right there” I said pointing over to the glass

“Sure thing honey” she said ringing me up

After paying she turned around and began to make my latte while I waited.

As I waited I felt a presence next to me, so I looked over locking eyes with a pair of blue ones. I offered him a smile and he returned the favor

“One latte and one heart cookie” the woman said handing me my stuff

“Thank you” I said grabbing my stuff and smiling at her

“Have a good day” she said

“You too” I replied and began to walk away, nodding my head at the guy who was next to me

I left the cafe and walked to the bookstore down the road. I was browsing around when I decided to walk into the horror aisle

I was looking at some books, mindlessly walking sideways when I bumped into someone.

“Oh sorry” I said looking up, and meeting those same blue eyes

“You’re good” he said smiling at me

“I was walking while looking at the books” I said looking over at the shelves

“You’re heart shaped cookie girl” he said pointing at me

“That would be me” I said laughing

“Those are my favorite, and you got the last one” he said fake pouting

“Would you like it?” I asked him offering him the bag

“Oh no no, thank you though” he said with his hand on his chest

“So you like horror too?” I asked him

“Uhhh no” he said laughing at bit

“Well then I think you’re in the wrong aisle” I said giggling

“I actually don’t read” he said putting his hands in his pockets

“Then why are you at a bookstore?” I asked tilting my head

“Well I like to look at the covers, I’m more of a visual type of guy” he replied

“Ahhh makes sense” I said nodding my head

“But uh don’t let me stop you from looking” he said stepping away from the shelf

I nodded at him and began to look at some books. My eyes landed on a Stephen King book, and I grabbed it immediately

“I’m going to have a seat at those tables and read this book a bit, you can join if you’d like” I said looking over at the boy

“I wouldn’t want to infiltrate” he said back

“Oh no never, join me” I stated smiling at him

We sat at the table, and I took the cookie out of the bag breaking it in half.

“Have half” I said looking up at him

“No don’t worry” he said nodding at me

“Please I insist” I said handing him the cookie

Finally he obliged and began to eat it. We sat chatting for a while about random stuff. When suddenly my phone rang, and I realized I was late to meeting up with my friend

“Oh my god I’m so sorry, but I’m actually supposed to be somewhere right now and I’m totally late” I said scooting back from the chair

“Oh no worries” he said standing up as well

“It was nice talking to you…” I said looking at him

“Matthew, but I go by Matt” he said sticking his hand out

“Well Matt it was nice talking to you, I’m Y/N” I said shaking his hand

“It was great talking to you too” he said smiling at me

“Here let me give you my number. I’d like to talk again” I said nervously

“Yeah sure” he said taking his phone out

After we exchanged numbers I went on with my day

Day 5

Matt and I had met for dinner to catch up. I was enjoying my time with him. He was truly a cool person to hang around, and I slowly felt myself looking for him in my day to day interactions.

“So Matt what brings you to LA” I said looking up at him

“Well I just moved here with my brothers. We’re from Boston and we came here for our jobs” he said

“Ohhh nice what do you do?” I asked taking a sip of my drink

“Well we’re social media influencers” he said laughing a bit

“Oh that’s nice” I said smiling at him

He had shown me their pages and what they do, and I found it fascinating. They were also pretty famous might I add. I felt special hanging out with him, not going to lie.

“Do you have a girlfriend?” I asked him

“No” he replied

“Is it hard because you go between LA and Boston?” I asked

“No I just prefer to be alone” he said chuckling

“Ahhh I see” I said nodding my head

“I just don’t believe in the whole love and soulmate stuff” he replied

“No? How come” I asked him

“I mean what even is love you know? People just throw that word around, and it just ends up hurting people. I like to keep my peace and I like to be single. Less problems” he said

“That’s true” I said nodding my head

“Do you have a boyfriend?” He asked

“Oh no, but I do believe in love and soulmates. I just haven’t found mine” I said laughing

Matt nodded his head and we continued to eat. The rest of the night was amazing, sharing our philosophies on different topics and truly enjoying each others companies

Day 30

Matt and I had been hanging out pretty much everyday, and I truly enjoyed it. Of course I had my own friends, but he was a breath of fresh air.

The only other issue was that I began to have feelings towards him. I tried not to because I know he didn’t believe in love or girlfriends. But he made it hard when he was exactly what I looked for in a man

“You know I enjoy this a lot” he said as we sat on a bench eating ice cream

“Yeah? Me too” I said looking over at him

“It’s nice to just get out with you and have a good time I like it” he said eating his ice cream

“I like it too” I replied

“And I like you too” he said shrugging his shoulders

“I like you too Matt” I replied looking over at him again

That night Matt had walked me home since I wasn’t too far from the ice cream shop.

“Well this is me” I said pointing to the building

“Thank you for coming out tonight” he said

“Thank you for inviting me I had a blast” I said

“Well I’ll let you go now” he said opening his arms for a hug

I hugged Matt and in that moment I felt like my dreams were slowly becoming a reality.

When we pulled away we stopped and stared at one for a moment. Our eyes searched for an answer when suddenly he leaned down and kissed me.

Our lips locked in such a beautiful kiss.

That night when we parted ways my heart thumped with adrenaline. My mind racing with all the possibilities of what we could be.

Day 50

“This view is amazing” Matt said looking at the city line beneath us

“Isn’t it? I come up here when I want to think and clear my mind, but it’s just so beautiful I had to bring you” I said

“There’s not many people here” he replied looking around

“Well yeah, it’s a secret spot” I said smiling at him

“You took me to your secret spot? Am I that special?” He asked

“I guess so” I said biting my bottom lip

He came up behind me wrapping his arms around my waist as he leaned his head on my shoulder. Swaying us side to side slowly.

“When I want to clear my mind I got to this small beach that not many people know about in Boston. It’s actually a place I discovered when my first girlfriend broke up with me. I was so hurt and angry that I just kept driving and landed there” he said looking at the skyline

“I’ve never told anyone that” he whispered

My heart fluttered at this. Being able to break down his walls to get him to tell me more about himself made me warm inside. I think I was changing him….

“I thought you didn’t believe in love?” I said in a whisper

“Well after her I don’t. She completely destroyed me, and I vouched to never give my heart to anyone again” he replied looking at me

“And what about me?” I said laughing

“You’re different” he said tapping my chin with his thumb

Day 63

Matt and I had just had sex for the first time. I mean it was amazing he was so careful with me like I was a dainty feather. He took his time, caressing my every inch, kissing all my insecurities away. He made me feel loved.

My mind moved as we laid in his bed, the sheets keeping us tangled together. The sunlight kissing his skin as he laid on my chest lightly snoring.

His right hand gently placed on my torso as my right hand raked through his hair. Massaging his scalp and occasionally running down his back as the goosebumps rose on his skin.

A smile growing on my face as Matt laid in my arms. My mind playing all our possibilities repeatedly. Matt made me the happiest girl in the world, and I didn’t even know if he realized how special this made me feel

Day 97

My mind began to race as insecurities began to cloud my mind. We’ve been seeing each other for well over two months now, and I wasn’t sure what we were?

I paced around my living room as Matt sat on the couch watching me.

“Y/N what’s wrong?” He asked me, causing me to stop in my tracks

“What….what are we?” I asked looking at him

“What do you mean?” He asked

“I mean us Matt. Were sleeping together, going on dates sending each other gifts, but you haven’t said I was your girlfriend” I replied

“I liked you Y/N a lot, and who cares about labels okay? I want to be with you and that’s all” he said

“I guess…I guess you’re right” I said nodding at him

Day 132

I slammed the door behind me as I stomped into my kitchen throwing my stuff down. I grabbed a bottle of water and began to drink it

“What's the issue now?” Matt asked throwing his hands up in defense

“The issue? Matt some girl was practically throwing herself on you, and you didn’t do a single thing, but when I tell her to back off I’m the problem” I said walking over to him

“Well I can handle my own. I told her I wasn’t interested, and the way you acted was embarrassing” he said

“Matt this happens all the time, and I’m sorry if I embarrassed you, but I’ve had enough of this shit happening” I said shoving past him

“It’s not that serious okay” he said

“You know what? It is serious Matthew. I don’t get this whole casual thing. I want to be your girlfriend. You don’t take me on dates, buy me flowers and have sex with me and say you want this to be casual and just a friends with benefit type of thing. FRIENDS DONT DO THIS” I said raising my voice

“I don’t know what you expect from me. I’ve made this clear from the beginning” he said sighing

“Get out….JUST GET THE FUCK OUT” I yelled opening the front door

Matt left and I slammed the door behind him. Falling down and breaking down on the ground. Why was he being so cruel to me? I didn't get it.

Day 135

I hadn’t spoken to Matt in 3 days, and it was truly bothering me. I prayed he would call or, or show up at my door, but I was disappointed when I got nothing.

I paced my living room anxious and biting my nails contemplating if I should head over to Matt’s house.

After some more bantering with myself I opened my front door to walk out, when I saw Matt getting ready to knock on my door.

“I…what are you doing here?” I asked him

“I came here to say sorry” he said his head hung low

“It’s okay Matt. I just need you to tell me that we aren’t just friends” I said as I moved out the way to let him walk in

He slowly began to walk in without saying a word when I stopped him

“Please” I said in a whisper

“I can’t give you that because it’s not the truth. I’ve made it clear from the beginning I don’t do love. I’m sorry if this isn’t what you want” he said looking at me

Like an idiot I ignored his statement and let him into my house. I swore up and down I could change his mind and make him see that we were meant to be together.

Day 171

Matt and I went bowling which was his favorite thing to do, but the whole time it was like his mind was elsewhere.

“I got a strike babyyyy” I said doing a dance that he loved seeing me do

“Nice” he said offering me a half smile

“What’s wrong?” I asked sitting down next to him

“Nothings wrong” he said looking over at me

“I can tell by your demeanor, are you okay?” I asked again reading his face for an answer

“I’m just tired is all” he said

“We can leave, we can get something to eat or head back to my house” I said smiling at him

“I think…I think I’m going to call it a night” he said standing up

“Oh okay” I said also standing up

We closed our lane and headed outside. He waited for a Uber while my house was two blocks down.

“I’ll uh I’ll see you in a few days” he said nodding at me

“Umm yeah sure” I said bluntly

He kissed me on the cheek as his Uber pulled up. He got in without saying anything else, and didnt even look at me as it drove away.

I walked back home that night confused, hurt and angry. Why was he being this way with me?

Day 174

Matt had asked me to meet him at the cafe we first met around 12. I had gotten there around 12:05, and met him at a table in the back

“Hi” I said sitting down

“Hi” he said staring at me

“Sooo what’s up” I said getting nervous

“I think we should part ways” he said swallowing thickly

“What?” I said as my brows furrowed

“I mean we’re just not meant to be. We fight all the time now and I find no joy in what we do” he said blinking

“I mean couples fight all the time right? This is normal we just have to learn to talk it out” I said reaching out to grab his hand

“The thing is I don’t like who I force myself to be around you. What we had was great, but I’m not ready for a relationship and I can’t give you what you want” he stated

“But…but we can work this out. We can find a middle ground” I said fighting for my life

“No Y/N….we’re over” he stated

I looked at him and blinked. When I saw how serious he was I got up from the table and walked away.

I looked back and prayed he’d be lookin for me, but he wasn’t. He didn’t even care to watch me walk out of his life.

That day ruined me

Day 200

I laid in bed most days tossing and turning as the memories of us played in my mind. Haunted by these memories I often forced myself to sleep, or to cry. My wales so loud I couldn’t even hear my own thoughts

Day 43

“So how’s it going with Matt?” My friend asked

“Oh it’s going amazing! I’m head over heels for this guy, and I think we’re going to end up together” I told her

“Tell me more about him” she said as her eyes lit up

“Oh god I love his hair, the wavy brown locks, and I love his blue eyes I swear I could see a glimpse of us in them, and I love his skin how soft it is and how his cheeks flush when I compliment him, I love his lips they’re so plump and moisturized all the time and I love his smile. His teeth are gorgeous and his smile lights up any room he walks into” I said smiling like an idiot

“Oh god… you really are in love with him” she said laughing

“I guess so” I said laughing with her

Day 205

It was a bit over a month now since I last spoke to Matt. I mean I used to see him everywhere and it’s just like he disappeared off the face of the earth.

My chest physically hurts every single day. I was so stupid to think I could change him. He made it clear from the beginning that he didn’t want a girlfriend.

How stupid and blind could I be to think he’d want me. I mean no one ever wants me in the end.

I killed myself for a guy who didn’t care.

Day 387

Here I was finally stepping out of the house after a week of trapping myself away. There was a crafting fair in my area, and I really needed to get out and walk and smell the fresh air.

I stopped at a few booths and purchased some things. Trying my hardest not to purchase things that reminded me of Matt.

After the last booth I decided to have a seat at a small table as I watched children play in the street. A smile creeped on my face as I watched them.

So pure and innocent, and life has yet to screw them over. On how I’d pay to go back in time and be a kid again. As I continued to watch them my thoughts were interrupted

“Y/N?” I heard to the left of me

My brows furrowed and I turned my head looking over. My breath hitching in my throat.

“Matt?” I said confused

“How have you been?” He asked smiling at me and taking a seat

“Oh I’ve been good” I said offering him a smile

“That’s great. I haven’t seen you in so long. You look good” he said

“Thank you, i know it’s been a long time” I said laughing a bit

“What are you up to these days?” He asked me

“Uhh you know just working, reading and writing” I said

“Did you ever finish that book you started writing? It was…it was really good” he said

“Oh man I forgot about that book….Im not even sure where it is” I said

“You should look for it, and finish it. I’d love to read it” he said smiling at me

“Maybe one day” I said nodding at him

“How have you been?” I asked him

“Me? Oh I’ve been good just working with my brothers still can you believe we’re at 5 million subscribers” he said smiling

“Congrats you guys deserve it” I said

“Thank you….wow this is just amazing seeing you again” he said looking at me with soft eyes

“Yeah it is” I said swallowing thickly

He went to speak when a girl appeared behind him

“Oh there you are Matt” she said walking over to him

“Oh hi” he said standing up

“Uhh Crystal this is Y/N, and Y/N this is Crystal my girlfriend” he said

“Nice to meet you” I said, shaking her hand. My stomach twisting into knots

“It’s so nice to finally meet you. Matt has told me so much about you. He says he’s learned a lot about life from you” she said

“That’s great to hear” I said glancing over at Matt

“Well um I don’t want to keep you, it was great seeing you” Matt said

“Ditto” I said

With that they gave me one last glance and walked away.

My mind wrapped around the word ‘girlfriend’……I wasn’t even sure how to feel truly.

Day 426

I had driven up to the hilltop I always went to when I needed to think. After splitting with Matt I refused to come up here. The memories paining me too much.

I was ready to start fresh, and let go of the past. I wanted to be released of Matt’s shackles, and I needed to start somewhere. So the hilltop was the first thing that came to mind.

I watched the busy street bustle beneath me as I let my mind race freely. Coming to the realization that love and soulmates were all bullshit.

Lies fed to us through books, music and movies. It’s a nice thought, but in the end it doesn’t really work out.

I couldn't be angry at anyone. I mean this is just the fact of life.

I let a smile creep on my face as I sniffled. Finding peace of mind was something I looked forward to and I had to take it day by day.

I let the wind rustle through my hair as I watched the trees sway and the golden sun kiss my skin. Life was beautiful and I was taking it for granted.

“Y/N” I suddenly heard from behind me

I quickly turned around and met eyes with Matt

“Matthew” I said giving him a weak smile

“Strange finding you here” he said walking over to me

“This is my secret place” I said batting my tears away

“I suppose that’s true” he replied laughing and sitting next to me

“Congrats on uhh the girlfriend” I said looking at the skyline

“Don’t say it unless you mean it” he said bumping his shoulder into mine

“Well then in that case my lips are sealed” I said

He let out a breath of air and looked at the skyline

“So uhh are you okay?” He asked after a moment of silence

“I will be” I said kicking the gravel around

“You know it sucks realizing everything you believe in is false” I said wiping my nose

“What do you mean?” He asked looking over at me

“You know soulmates and love and all that shit, you were right” I said looking over at him

“No” he said shaking his head

“Yes don’t look at me like that” I said rolling my eyes

“It was meant to be with Crystal and I. I mean if I never stopped her to tell her she dropped her bag…we wouldn’t be where we are now. And the whole time I would think you were right” he said

“No you didn’t” I said laughing

“Yes! Yes I did” he said laughing too

“It’s just….its just me you weren’t right about, and I’m sorry I couldn’t be the one for you” he said looking at me as he blinked a few tears away

I looked at him and let a few tears fall. Someone I thought was truly mine…but he was not mine. I was the person who paved the way for him to find who he truly needed in life

“You never wanted to be my boyfriend, but here you are” I said nodding my head

“I know, but it just happened” he said

“I don’t understand…I don’t understand how it just happened” I said shaking my head

“I just woke up one day and I knew….I knew that she was who I could spend the rest of my life with” he replied wiping his eye

“Knew what?” I said as my voice got shaky

“Knew what I was never sure of with you” he said looking at me

Those words pained me….they did, but I couldn’t be mad at him. I can not hate someone who doesn’t want me, it's not their fault.

Day 78

“Matt how do you know believe in love I don’t get it” I said laughing as I played with his hair

“It’s simple, I just don’t. What does it even mean? I say this all the time” he said laughing

“How do you know you’re not in love is the real question” I replied back

“Well how would I know?” He said running his hands up my thigh as he laid on my stomach

“I don’t know…..you just wake up one day and you just know” I replied back

To this he stood quiet, and it made me wonder if he was falling in love with me

Day 426

“Yeah” I said ina whisper

Matt pulled me in for a hug and rubbed my back. A hug I so badly needed and I gripped onto him letting a few more tears slip from my eyes. I thought what we had was real, and it wasn’t. And this would be the last time I would really feel Matt

He pulled away and looked into my eyes smiling at me

“I should go, but I’m really happy to see that you’re doing good” he said standing up and walking away

“Matt” I called out and he turned around

“I really do hope that you’re happy” I said standing up

He looked at me for a few seconds licking his lips and flashing a toothy smile at me. Nodding his head and whispering a thank you.

He turned back around and walked away.

I sat back down on the bench running my hands through my hair as I let the tears fall.

This…this is where I would be leaving any memory and may hope of Matt. He would stay here on this hilltop overlooking LA.

Day 574

Dear Diary,

It’s been 400 days since I parted ways with Matt. It’s been over a year and I can finally say that I am happy and okay. The very last conversation with Matt was hard, but it was needed.

I needed him to let me go, so that I could let him go. He helped me understand it all, and for that I’m thankful. He cleared a path for me that would make it easier for me to go on with life.

Although I spent many nights praying that he and I were meant for each other deep down I’m glad that we weren’t. I’m glad he was in my life when he was because who knows who I would be right now. I’m forever grateful he was put into my life to show me the beauty and the pain of it all.

I still have love for Matt, but in a different way than most would think. He helped me find peace of mind, and although it was painful and agonizing torture I’m glad I went through it.

He showed me that there’s much more in life and even though he was not mine I could push forward with myself. He opened my eyes to a lot of things, and I’m grateful for it. He’s doing well with his girlfriend, and I couldn’t be more happy for him. I sometimes find myself wondering what that would be like if it was him and I, but I try not to think about it.

He’s helped me be a better me. I finished my book finally and had it published. It’s actually doing really well, and even showed his support. Saying even though he doesn’t read he finds himself going back to my pages and re reading them. He really is the best thing that has happened to me.

Even though he didn’t make it to the end of my story I’m still grateful he was a part of the chapters. And I will always be grateful to be a part of his story, watching from the sidelines as one of his cheerleaders.

He deserves it all!

So with that diary I am finally closing this chapter of my life, and beginning a new one. Manifesting the life that I have always wanted for myself and happy where I’m heading.

This is the last page of this diary, and it’s such a bittersweet ending to end this right here and wonder if it’ll continue on a new page in a fresh book…..I guess time will tell, and with that I’m off to new ventures!

Sincerely,

Y/N

I shut my book and closed my pen. Rolling my shoulders as I looked out the cafe window. Smiling at the young children playing in the streets….the beauty of life!

I finished my coffee and threw it in the trash. Stretching and cracking my neck as I gathered my journal and pen. I began to walk away

“Excuse me miss” I heard from behind me

“Uh yes” I said turning around

“You left your bag” he said walking over to me with it

“Oh shoot! My minds all over the place” I said shaking my head and grabbing my bag from him

“Oh man I get that!” He said laughing

“Well thank you….” I said waiting for his name

“Oh Samuel! But I go by Sam” he said sticking his hand out for me to shake

A chill ran up my spine….i've come full circle again

“Well thank you Sam, I’m Y/N” I said shaking his hand

“You’re welcome Y/N” he said smiling at me

“I’ll see you around” I said nodding at him

“Yeah I’ll see you around” he said moving his glasses up with his right hand

My eyes immediately darted to the book in his hand….

The same Stephen King book I picked up when I met Matt.

What a small world….

The End

Alright this one was LONGGGGG, but I loved writing it🥺, and I hope you guys enjoyed it. This will not be a series just a quick little imagine where the ending is up to the reader🤭. I love yall and I hope you enjoyed reading it🥹🖤🖤 Also this is based on 500 Days of Summer because that movie broke meeee😭

-J💅🏽

[girlboypersonthingy]

i’ve never really asked before but i just read all of your sally face stuff and BFBSVAVAX so i was thinking….

(preferably afab) reader coming home tired and needy, walking in sal and their shared room sighing as they rip off their work shirt and stare at sal who’s practicing a new song. waiting for him to put his guitar aside they fall dramatically into his lap and start COVERING his mask in kisses, stopping suddenly to ask for a real kiss:3

just some fluffy stuff pls it’s been a LONGGGG few weeks:D

A D O R A B L E ! ! ! This week has def been a ‘I want to come home to Sal and collapse in his arms’ type of week for me like oof 😔…I’m sorry this took me a while to get to, I hope you’re alright. Hopefully you’re doing better by now and if not, plz feel free to message me and we can chat 🖤 thanks for requesting and enjoy!

Notes: fem!reader, this is really fucking silly I’m so sorry…

TW: a bit suggestive, lots of swearing, making out, spit/drool, boobs lol 18+ only!!!

Sal x reader- Hard Day 🌙

(Imagine Sal practicing this song while you read this 🖤)

“Fuuuuuuckkkk…” You groan loudly as you drag your feet through the doorway of the house, stomping loudly on each step of the stairs. As you near the door way of your bedroom, you see the light is on, the music is loud and you can hear Sal playing his guitar along to it, occasionally hitting the wrong note. As you step across the threshold of the room, you let loose a big breath of air as you slouch over a bit, catching Sal’s attention for a moment.

“Hey babe!” He shouts over the music while continuing with his playing. He was sat up on the corner of the bed, guitar in his lap, slouched over with his prosthetic still on. You couldn’t help but watch his fingers on the strings for a moment, black painted nails moving oh so smooth but still making little mistakes. “Hi…I’m so tired.” You say but it falls on deaf ears. Sal is just so close to nailing this one part of the song, he’s been trying for two and half hours now and he’s too close to quit.

Disappointed and a bit annoyed, you quickly shed your shirt and continue giving Sal a cranky but needy glare, only covered by a bra up top. “Sal!!!” You finally shout, making Sal look up, making his hands freeze for a moment. He quickly leans over to turn the music off, his blue hair swaying over his shoulders as he moves. “I’m sorry…uh hey…babe. You okay?” Just by the tone of his voice, the way he’s hesitating and stopping to lick his dry lips under his mask, you can tell he’s equally flustered and excited by your lack of clothes.

“No…I’m not…” You pout for a moment, sighing as you rub your aching temples. He sets his guitar aside and puts one hand out towards you, offering it as a comforting gesture. You gladly accept, grabbing his hand then quickly approaching him and sitting in his lap. “This week…was the fucking worst!” You cry out dramatically, turning to the side so he can hold you bridal style. “I just wanna stay home with you all day, every day.” Sal chuckles softly, one arm tucked up under your knees, the other cradling your back while his hand ruffles the hair on the nape of your neck. “Me too, babe. Me too…” He replies before he gently nuzzles his prosthetic up against your face, making kissy noises under it.

After enough of his cuddly kisses, you decided to return the favor, covering his mask in kisses. You pepper kisses everywhere, all over his prosthetic very quick and soft. Until finally, you pause and place a long kiss on the lips of his prosthetic, humming as a smile grows on your lips. “You know what would really make me feel better…?” You really drag out the words, using your best flirty voice as your finger traces the side of his mask. “What?” He quickly clears his throat, your faces only inches apart. His rapid breathing echos inside his prosthetic as his hand slides up to fully cradle your head.

“Kiss me for real…please?” Your flirty tone turns to a very soft, comforting type of tone, smiling up at him as you watch him blink down at you. There’s a pause, he hesitates for a moment before gulping nervously. Although you’ve seen his face many times before, mouth to mouth kisses were hard to come by with Sal. With a shaky hand, he grabs your own hand and guides it to the back of his head, gesturing for you to unclip his prosthetic for him. He was far too nervous to do it himself, he figured he’d let you set the pace.

To his surprise, you’re pretty quick with the buckles and the mask falls into your lap within seconds. Immediately, your lips meet, Sal uses that hand on the back of your head to push you into him further. As your arms snake around his neck, hugging him close to your nearly bare chest, his other hand is gently kneading your hip as you move your lips against his. The kiss began to rapidly pick up pace, his tongue occasionally licking along your bottom lip.

It was always a delightful shock when your lips or tongue would meet his teeth accidentally where they peek through his cheek and the corner of his mouth, now was no exception. Any time this happens, Sal usually shies away and assumes it grosses you out, especially when he knows he’s probably drooling. Expecting this would happen, you move one hand to the back of his head, matching the grasp he has on you to keep him engaged in the kiss.

A low moan comes from him as he deepens the kiss along with you, tilting his head and running his tongue along your own. Suddenly, clumsily, Sal grabs ahold of your legs and slowly lays back on the bed, pulling you along with him, trying to keep his lips on yours. He fails at this, your lips parting for a moment, him awkwardly shifting under you until he pulls you up closer to his bright red and slightly sweaty face. You can’t help but laugh, not at him, he’s just too cute when he gets like this,

A chuckle rumbles from his chest as he holds you closer, squeezing you tightly against him as he places a final kiss on your nose. “Are you feeling better?” He quickly leans back in for a few more tender lip kisses, smiling brightly as he pulls back. “Yes, sooooo much better. You know what would really make me happy though, Sally?” Your hands run slowly through his long, blue hair as he hums in response. “Hm?”

“Let’s do all of that again…but in a nice hot shower~”

Cue Sal getting a gruesome bloody nose as he glances down at your barely covered chest and thinks about having a shower with you. 🥴🖤

[millzieraa]

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Summary: you and Georg are not dating though you both have a crush on each other. But when Tom decides to flirt with you. It changes the relationship with you and Georg forever.

A/N: HEYYY! This one is LONGGGG yall!! It’s like 8:30 am by the time I’m writing this and I haven’t slept yet…sooo if I don’t respond to any requests after this is posted that means my ass fell asleep

!!SMUT!!

Requested by the lovely, @nyxwritesshit

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You tipped your head back and laughed at somthing Georg said. Georg smiled at the sight and sound of you. You shook your hair back from your face, shining eyes meeting the boy sitting to your right. Tom smirked at you, his arm resting on the back of your chair.

Tom spoke something in your ear with a voice to low for Georg to hear as a giggle spilled from your soft lips. You whispered something back to Tom, making Georg’s fists clench in his lap.

Your chair moves against the floor as you get up from your seat. You playfully ruffled Tom’s messy locks making Georg frown. Tom smirked, cockiness setting in him.

“I’m full, I’m gonna go clean up.” You say with a smile. “Will we see you tonight?” Tom responds, resting his head onto his hand and looking up at you seductively.

You waved your hand at him dismissively. Georg couldn’t help the way his eyes shifted down to your ass, hips swaying as you walked away. God, he really wanted to see those shorts on him bedroom floor.

“Fuck I love watching her walk away,” tom spoke, “I can’t wait to get acquainted with that ass.”thought he was cut off by Georg. “Hey!” His voice was sharp, “she’s a person you know?” Georg continued.

“What’s it matter to you?” Tom asked, quickly turning his head to georg in confusion. “It’s nothing! Just…treat her with some respect, asshole.” Georg said as he stared down Tom.

“No need to go in on tom like that, dude,” gustav said, “it’s not like it’s the first time he’s said those things.” Georg clenched his jaw as he turned his eyes on gustav. This was news to him.

Tom had never said anything like that about you whenever he was around. “Yeah yeah whatever.” Georg said as their crew members came towards them, telling them their break was over.

Georg couldn’t get his mind off you. The way you laughed, the smile you gave him when he said something funny, the way your legs looked in shorts. The way he imagined you’d look in his bed. Okay, maybe he could understand tom a little…

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It was finally time for the party that bill was throwing. By the time you showed up, everyone was wasted… everyone except for Georg. He immediately noticed when you walked in and rushed twards you.

He couldn’t take his mind off this afternoon, and it made him realize something, he had to tell you how he felt before someone else got to you before him. He couldn’t stand the thought of that.

You saw georg coming up to you and reached your hands down to smoothen your dress. You wanted to look the best for him. “Hey N/N! I need to talk to you.. can you follow me up to the spare bedroom,” Georg yelled so you could hear him over the music blasting throughout the house.

“Of course!!” You respond as he grabs your hand, interlocking your fingers together in a way that made you feel all fuzzy inside. Once you were in the bedroom, Georg grabbed your other hand as he looks you in your eyes with a undistinguished look.

“Okay so I need to talk to you. It’s important.” Georg says, squeezing your interlocked hands. “Okayy…tell me, I won’t judge!” You reply, smiling reassuringly at him. “Okay I’m just gonna say it.. I’m..I’m in love with you y/n! I’ve always been in love with you.”

Georg holds his breath as he waits for your response but feels your hand slipping out of his. He panics for a moment. But only a moment as your hand reaches up to hold his face.

“Georg…I love you too. It’s always been you. Always.” You say flashing a toothy smile at him. He smiles back as he slowly leans in, you understand what he wants and you lean in as well.

You both lean in until your lips connect. It starts off slow and sweet but very quickly turns rough and heated. You are both grabbing at each other as Georg leans you down on the bed.

Slowly, he kneels between your thighs, taking your underwear into his hands. He traces the rim with his fingers waiting for your permission. Your throat is tied with excitement that you can only bare a nod.

With that, Georg pulls your underwear down. Leaving your dress rolled up at your upper waist and your bottom half being completely exposed to him. Not that you were complaining.

Before you can even think to cover yourself, he laces your fingers together again “Nu uh.. None of that.” He speaks softly as his head shakes “your beautiful, I want to see all of you.”

You spread your legs apart, giving Georg full access to you. You suddenly gasp as he licked a stripe down your pussy. You can feel his smirk hidden in between your thighs.

The image of your crush that you’ve liked for forever, buried in between your legs, is something that burned into your memory. His long messy hair cover his face, especially those eyes that are closed in pure bliss, seemingly enjoying himself just as much as you.

Your free hand grips onto his soft brown hair. Trying to stay as still as possible. The harder you pull on his hair, the louder he moans.

The hot burning sensation claws its way from your core, slowly dragging itself up ready to burst at any moment. His fingers start to burry themself inside you, adding to that already raging feeling.

Georg pulls away from you, hoping to gather the breaths that he never bothered to take. He doesn’t even have time to do that before your fingers claws onto his shoulders to drag him closer for a messy kiss.

He tastes like you. That singular thought has your head spinning in all directions. You kiss him even harder- tongues thrashing together. Your shaky legs lock around his back- trapping him even closer to you. Even if he wanted to move, he literally couldn't.

His hips start to rut against yours, the fabric of his jeans doing nothing to calm your over sensitive heat. “I need you.” You whine into his mouth, fingers now wrapped around his belt loop.

“Then take me.” He smirks and gets rid of the clothes that cover his body, fumbling with the buttons and zippers. but soon enough he is naked in front of you.

Though he is shaking with excitement and anxiety, one look into your eyes… the eyes he has found precious for so long, has all those fears melting away. You look perfect- no other way to describe how it feels to just look at you, laying down on his bed, waiting for him to give you all you need. He’ll be damned if he doesn’t give you exactly what you deserve.

He positions both himself and you to be as comfortable as possible- being on a mattress with springs that are totally not digging into your back. His fingers cover your hand once again- anything to give you all the comfort you can get.

Slowly, he enters you. He voices his thoughts at the same time. Your mind goes blank. The only thing you can hear is his pretty voice saying, ‘you feel amazing’ and ‘you’re so beautiful’. His praises have your heart overwhelmed, and if you weren’t so content with him inside you- you surely would have cried.

With every soft grind of his hips, he buries himself deeper, until he bottoms out. Soft gasps come from both of your lips. He restraints himself so hard, every inch of him is fighting not to dick you down into this bed.

Your hips start to talk for themselves, moving on their own- aching for anything. Georg doesn’t shy away from giving you what you both crave nor being vocal. No, every time he thrusts back into you, loud moans escape from his chest- not concealing his pleasure whatsoever.

It drives you insane. “More” You whisper. You can and will take as much as he can give you. He leans himself lower, until his face is right against your chest. He hesitates before connecting his mouth onto your breast.

You moan pathetically as his pace shifts to move even faster. His mouth still abuses your chest. Neither can his hands stay in one spot, they slide up and down your burning skin, touching what he can reach.

You tighten around him, causing his rhythm to fatter for a moment. He grounds his hand onto his headboard- attempting to not fall over and crush you. It was so hot, his looming figure on top of you. He looked gorgeous like this.

Sweat drips down on your skin, and the familiar ache comes creeping once more. You cling harder onto his neck and back, surely leaving marks on the skin. He hisses at the sensation, more out of enjoyment rather than pain- which you take mental note of.

Your desperate moans become louder against each other, both of you so close to reaching your high. His face falls against your shoulder- no longer worrying about keeping his weight up right. “Oh shit….I’m gonna cum-” His sentence cut off by his own moan.

You both moaned in each others mouth as you came against one another. The room’s heat was increasing with every pant. After a few moments, when you were both calmed down, Georg kissed all over your face as you giggled. He pulled you on top of him and rubbed your back comfortingly.

“Georg?” You said as you kissed against his chest. “What is it baby?” Baby?! You blushed harshly at the nickname as you continued. “What..what are we?” You said looking up at him with tired eyes.

“Well, I would love for you to be my girlfriend…but whatever you want.” Georg responds as he looks at you with desperation. “Yes..yes! I would love that Georg.” You said as you layed your head back down on his chest.

Georg smiled in relief as he knew you were so close to falling asleep. He kissed your head a few times and pulled the covers against you. “Goodnight my sweet girl.”

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[xo-rihanna]

Future Leader Part 2 - Neteyam Sully

Warnings - swearing, smut, penetration, p in v, squirting, orgasms, oral, spanking, biting, spitting, edging. Minors DNI

A/N - Picks up almost exactly where Part 1 left off. IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONGGGG I’ve been busy with college but I caught up enough to finish this😫 and I had to like rewrite half of this twice because I forgot to save it and it got deleted and then tumblr decided to freeze just as I was about to post it and deleted the last bit😐 anyways I hope this is okay and you enjoy it. This is not proof read! Thank you loves🫶🏻

“You’re welcome, your highness.”

The words practically oozed arrogance. Eywa you hated him. You drew a sharp breath, feeling the growth of an angry growl building in your throat. Neteyam saw just how worked up you were getting and grinned, it was exactly what he wanted. You could care less for your leg which was now spilling blood. The war party was waiting for your order and you clenched your jaw, regained some of your dignity and lead them on the flight home.

By the time you had gotten back to the village, which now resides in the caves of the Hallelujah mountains, all sensation in your leg was gone. You broke tsaheylu with your Ikran and slid off her back, grimacing as your leg hit the floor and you wobbled.

You hissed, fearing for someone to see your weakness. Neteyam watched as you struggled to steady yourself to walk, he felt an odd feeling in his chest. Like he couldn’t watch you struggling and do nothing. It urged him to offer you help and after battling with himself he gave in, knowing it was the right thing to do. Neteyam wrapped a strong arm around your waist, attempting to sling your arm around his shoulder but you resisted.

“Are you trying to ruin me in front of the whole clan? Get off. I’m fine.” You shoved Neteyam off and found yourself in a vulnerable position. Your leg was practically dragging along the floor as you attempted to walk. Neteyam held his hands up and smirked, “By all means, princess, drag yourself down to the Tsahik.” He chuckled as you hissed and threw your head back, knowing you couldn’t make it that far.

“I fucking hate you.” You mumbled, Neteyam smiled and took this as you accepting you needed his help. He wrapped his arm around you once more and tried to help you walk but your leg was just becoming deadweight.

“I hate to say this but I’m gonna have to carry you, Y/n. You’re doing more damage to it by dragging it.” He gave you no time to resist and had you scooped up in his arms before you could even attempt to fight him.

Your face flushed in embarrassment and you prayed to Eywa under your breath that this was a dream and you’d wake up and have some of your dignity left. “Don’t act like you don’t like it, princess.” Neteyam chuckled and you scowled up at him.

The calm beating of his heart against your ear made your own heart erratic and you were suddenly aware of every inch of skin he was touching. It felt on fire. You didn’t know why your body was reacting to his touch like this. You honestly wanted to just curl up and die from embarrassment.

Neteyam avoided looking at you because he felt the same. Your delicate frame in his arms was driving him crazy. Suddenly your big girl facade dripped away and he saw the pure beauty beneath it. Your sharp tongue didn’t seem so threatening anymore. Neteyam had a look among his face that looked like worry, if you had to give it a name, as the blood from your graze wound had leaked down your leg and was now dropping off your foot splattering the ground and Neteyam’s arm.

“Does it not hurt?” He asked, trying to pick up the pace to get to the Tsahik’s, your mother, hut. You shook your head, “I can’t feel my leg at all.”

Neteyam sighed in quiet relief as he saw your mothers hut just a few metres away. Your mother was no longer tending to other injured warriors and lifted her eyebrows as she saw her own daughter be carried in and set in front of her.

“It was a bullet graze. It’s been bleeding like crazy and she says she cannot feel her leg anymore. I had to carry her here.” Neteyam wiped your blood off his arm and legs and glanced down at you.

Mother nodded to Neteyam, thanked him and let him leave. You felt like a hole was being burned into your brain with the way your mother was looking at you. So full of shame. “Mother it is not as bad as it looks-“ You started, wiping at the graze and hissing slightly out of instinct.

Your mother shook her head sitting next to you and mixing up ointments in her hands, “You have been trained better then to allow these stupid mistakes,Y/n. You are future Ole’eykte. Act like it.” She harshly applied the ointments onto your wound and rubbed it in. Your head dipped in shame, unable to even let out painful whimpers.

Unknown to you, Neteyam lingered outside of your tent. He didn’t know why and he kind of hated himself for it. He listened to your Mothers words and felt a guilty knot tie in his stomach. He didn’t know you were under so much pressure. Biting his lip, he walked away, having heard enough.

Your wound was not bad, it was just deep. You’re mother fixed you up and you were instructed to rest for at least the rest of the night even though you felt fine. Your feeling had come back and you could put weight on it again. Besides the bandage, it felt like it hadn’t happened.

The next morning, you wasted no time to get out of your tent. Getting up the second sunlight hit your face. You avoided your parents at all costs, not wanting to get another scolding. You needed to have a talk with Neteyam. Subconsciously, your body and mind just craved being in his presence. Picking at anything, any excuse to just look at him.

As you neared the Sully’s family tent, you heard the commotion of the family getting ready. Childish bickering and fumbling of feet. The flap of their tent was slightly open and Neytiri saw you first, ignoring her oldest boys as they rumbled the tent with their play fighting. Neytiri smiled at you and nodded, telling you it was okay to enter their home.

You took the invitation and stood for a second in the makeshift doorway, watching Neteyam and his little brother rumble around like children. Neteyam laughed as his brother managed to shove him down to the floor of the tent and then caught sight of you and froze. You smirked at him, putting a hand on your hip. “Real mature, mighty warrior.” You smiled as Neteyam huffed and got up, brushing himself off as if it would take back what you saw.

“What are you doing here, peg leg?” He asked, his eyes jolting down to the bandage around your leg. You rolled your eyes and Neytiri gave her son a look. Jake just shook his head, “How are you, sweetheart? Neteyam told me you took a nasty graze yesterday.” He gave you a sweet smile.

“I’m okay, sir. Nothing a bit of yalnabark wouldn’t fix. I’m sorry to intrude on your morning but I need to talk to Neteyam in private.” You finished your sentence looking at Neteyam. His gaze hardened and he nodded, leaving the tent with you.

You didn’t say a word to him, you just walked. You didn’t know where was most appropriate to have this talk but your feet seemed to be taking you to your own tent. Neteyam noticed and picked up the conversation, “Can you get this over with please? I have things to do today.” He sounded like a brat which only riled you up, setting a blaze in your chest.

You stopped outside your tent, unsure of why your mind brought you here instead of somewhere more appropriate. You didn’t really want Neteyam scoping around your bedroom. “I’m just picking you up on the stunt you pulled yesterday. You know, carrying me to my mother didn’t make me forget that you deliberately disobeyed my orders.” Neteyam clenched his jaw, his own chest heaved with sudden rage. You watched in amusement at his reaction to your words.

“I saved your fucking life.” Neteyam told you through gritted teeth. The angry tension between the two of you came crashing back, hitting you like a brick. Your skin suddenly felt like fire, every inch of it blazing with his glare. “I didn’t need you to.” You hissed. Your tail portrayed your anger, hitting the ground numerous times with a muffled thump.

Neteyam grimaced in anger, before grabbing you by the sides of your arms and shoving you into your tent. Luckily, it was only you that lived there. Neteyam took no notice of your shocked reaction, you were already pinned against the far wall before you had time to realise what just happened.

His arms on either side of your head locked you in and you had no choice but to look at him. “What the fuck are you doing!” You asked. Neteyam smiled and cocked his head at you but it made your stomach drop. There was something different in his eyes. A nasty glint that he’s never shown you before.

“I’ve just about had enough of you. You’re a fucking brat. You can’t just admit you needed help. Well look where it’s got you.” He sneered. You hated the reaction your body was having to his words. His words rang with spite and it was turning you on.

You clenched your thighs together, desperate for him not to notice the wetness pooling in your loincloth. Neteyam’s eyes flickered down and smiled, “You’re a dirty slut you know that. You give me no choice.” Before you could even take a breath, he had you on your bed. Your hands are locked in an iron grip above you and his steaming body is pressed flush against yours. There wasn’t a millimetre of space between you. You could feel his hot breath on your face, his rapid beating, his throbbing bulge.

You squirmed under him, feeling your arousal grow by the second. Your core was burning, aching for attention. Neteyam smirked smugly as he watched you whine and grind your hips into his bulge. Desperate for his touch. “Neteyam please.” You mewled. He brushed hair out of your face gently and lowered down to place a delicate kiss to your jaw.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this. Your bratty whining only makes the urge to bend you over and fuck the attitude out of you stronger.” He mumbled against your skin, face still against your soft skin.

You hummed, feeling the pool between your legs intensify. You were going dumb and he hadn’t even properly touched you yet. Neteyam gave in to your desperate eyes, crashing his lips into yours and letting go of your hands to caress your cheeks. It was a passionate kiss, both of you wanting to prove your dominance. Neteyam won, his tongue roaming your mouth as your hands found the strings of his loincloth and tugged on it.

Neteyam released from the kiss and pushed your hands back down, releasing a laugh. “So desperate, Y/n.” You rolled your eyes and huffed. Neteyam tightened his grip on your wrists making you hiss.

“Did you just roll your eyes at me?” Neteyam’s voice was sinister, stealing your ability to speak. You gulped up at him. “Speak. Or you won’t get anything from me, baby.” He rolled his hips into yours, the sudden friction making you gasp.

“Yes. Yes I did alright, fuck.” You told him.

Neteyam shook his head and suddenly ripped your loincloth off, disregarding it carelessly. His breath hitched for a moment as he saw the sight of your soaked pussy, calling out to be filled.

“If you cum before I tell you to, I’ll make you regret it.” He warned you before starting to place gentle, sloppy kisses to the sensitive skin on your inner thighs. Your slit was producing so much slick, Neteyam could practically taste it on the air. You whined, the fire in your core blazing hotter by the second.

“Alright sweet girl, I hear you.” He smiled as he watched your body tremble for him, little whines releasing from your pretty mouth. Neteyam licked a strip up your pussy, slick coated his tongue and the taste was something he couldn’t describe.

It was like sweet nectar, just flowing out of you. The sudden surge of pleasure made your back arch and a gasp escape you. Neteyam pinned you down by your thighs, you were unable to escape his mesmerising tongue. It lapped at your juices, absolutely obsessed with your taste.

“Oh fuck, Neteyammm.” You moaned out, scrunching your face in pleasure as his brought his thumb to your clit. Your whole body rippled with ecstasy. A knot tied in an unknown pit in your stomach, slowly unravelling with every movement of his tongue and circle of his thumb.

“Great mother, Y/n. You taste so good.” Neteyam was lost in the taste of your sweet juices. Drinking them up like he hadn’t drank all day. Thirsty as fuck.

“Neteyam please, I’m gonna cum!” You moaned, desperately tangling your fingers in his braids and trying to grind up into his face to get more friction.

Neteyam smiled, letting you rut your pussy into his face while he rubbed relentless circles into your clit. Your legs were beginning to tremble, your eyes rolled back and a sheen of sweat formed over your body as you chased your orgasm.

“Don’t you fucking dare. You don’t get to cum.” Neteyam growled at you, pinning your legs down by your thighs to stop the rutting of your hips. The knot in your stomach was begging to unravel, it was almost painful. The pleasure stopped and a sinking feeling settled within you.

You whined like a baby, desperately moving to get some friction against anything. Neteyam watched in disbelief, the girl that’s hated him his whole life squirming and begging for him to keep eating her out. She would never live this down.

You groaned in annoyance, “Fuck, Neteyam please. I’m sorry okay, I’ll do anything just p-please finish me.” You whimpered, begging him with your eyes to touch you.

“Alright alright, sweet thing.” He shook his head and chuckled. “Is this okay?” He asked you for consent to thrust his slender fingers into your aching hole. You nodded frantically, the consent just made you hotter.

Neteyam smiled, showing his sharp fangs before slipping them into your tight hole. Your back arched once again, feeling his fingers so deep within you only made you wonder how you would take the cock that was throbbing in Neteyam’s loincloth.

Neteyam curled his fingers sweetly so they were just brushing your sweet spot with every thrust. You were becoming a moaning mess under him, squirming and crying out for him. “Your little sounds are gonna send me over the edge, sweet thing.” Neteyam told you.

“Oh! Neteyam! Fuck!” You felt the knot in your stomach start to slip. You were so close. Neteyam made eye contact and he smiled, “You can cum, it’s okay. Cum for me, Y/n.” He suddenly increased his speed, hitting your sweet spot with no mercy.

“Fuck- Fuck! I’m coming!” You cried out before you finally released around his fingers. Neteyam’s eyes widened as you squirted all over his abdomen.

Your legs twitched and Neteyam pulled his fingers out of you when he knew you were done. Neteyam lapped up your juices that covered your thighs and wiped his mouth when he was done.

You watched as he licked up and swallowed your sweetness in awe. Your legs still twitched and you brought your hands to your face to hide the rush of blood that was burning in your cheeks.

Neteyam tsked and pulled your hands away, pinning them at your sides. He smiled, placing a kiss to your lips. “You don’t get to hide, sweet thing. You just squirted all over me, you can’t get shy on me now. We’ve only just started.” You gulped at his words and Neteyam nibbled at your jaw.

You hummed and brought your hand up to the rock hard bulge in Neteyam’s loincloth, palming him softly through the thin material. Neteyam sighed, looking at you with so much lust in his eyes

You looked up at him through thick eyelashes, untying the strings of his loincloth carefully. You finally got it removed, teasing Neteyam with how long it took you. His cock spring out, slapping his stomach. He was huge to say the least, bigger and thicker then anyone you’d even been with before. A nervous feeling settled in your chest, how were you going to take this?

Neteyam chuckled, “You’ll be fine, sweet thing.” Your nervousness must have been evident on your face. “I know.” You said, before stooping your head down to suck gently at his thick tip. Neteyam closed his eyes, he didn’t want you to know that his tip was extremely sensitive. He honestly could cum just from getting his tip sucked.

You noticed his body language, his body tensed and his breathing was raspy. You released his tip from your lips and smiled. “How cute.” You smirked. Neteyam gave you a look, telling you not to test him.

“Don’t make me ask, Y/n.” He told you. Your mouth lingered around his cock, refusing to make contact. Neteyam gritted his teeth and grabbed at your hair, making you yelp suddenly.

“Suck. Now.” He told you before releasing your hair. Neteyam watched as you submitted to him, taking his length in your mouth with difficulty. Your eyes couldn’t rip away from Neteyam’s, keeping eye contact as you forced his cock down your throat. Your eyes were stinging and your lungs were screaming for air. The air coming in your nose was keeping you from passing out.

“You can do it baby.” Neteyam cooed at you, grasping your hair gently and easing the last few inches down your throat. Neteyam screwed his face up in pleasure, your gagging was only sending him closer to the edge.

Your eyes were streaming tears so thick you could hardly even see Neteyam’s face anymore. His moans got louder as you swirled your tongue around his tip. “Fuck I’m gonna cum in your mouth. You’re gonna show me before you swallow okay.” He told you. You nodded and continued to bob up and down on his cock.

You felt it twitch in your mouth and with a loud groan, he spilled his cum into your mouth making sure you got every last drop. You pooled it in your mouth, making sure not to swallow it as he told you. Neteyam’s chest heaved and he gestured for you to open your mouth, grasping you by the jaw. Without warning he gathered his own saliva and spat it into your mouth. He smirked and said, “You can swallow now.”

You kept eyes contact with him as you swallowed his thick seed. “Good girl.” He said, kissing your lips slowly.

You panted into the kiss, you were so desperate for him to be in you. “Neteyam. I need you- Please fuck me.” You begged. He smiled and placed a simple kiss on your neck before flipping you over so you were on all fours.

Your back arched instinctively, giving Neteyam a clear view of your dripping pussy. Your tail wrapped around his back, trying to pull him closer to you. He smiled and kissed gently down your arched spine. “Tell me if it hurts. I won’t do anything you don’t want me to.” He told you and you nodded and whimpered back, feeling his tip sliding between your folds.

He held your hips tightly as he slowly slid just half of his cock into your wetness. A sharp gasp escaped both you and him, and you felt his thumbs pinched on the sides of your hips. Pleasure completely took over him. Your mouth was left open, drool pooled in your mouth. You gulped thickly and Neteyam felt your muscles relaxed and took that as a sign that you were ready for the rest of him.

He pushed the rest of him into you, leaving only his knot. He groaned out as he felt your tight walls engulfing him. You tried desperately to adjust to his length and moaned as his swiped your sweet spot. Neteyam couldn’t help himself and rolled his hips gently into your ass, thrusting in and out of you slowly.

You moaned out, feeling that familiar knot form in your stomach. Neteyam’s slow thrusts gave you time to adjust and you squirmed, “N-Neteyam, faster please.” He did as he was asked and picked up his speed, falling into a ruthless rhythm. You cried out as he hit at your sweet spot, holding you from squirming away by your hips.

Neteyam was sure he couldn’t go any deeper into your but he tried anyway and groaned as he poked into your cervix and abused your sweet spot, making you cry out and grasp at the fur pelt of your bed.

Neteyam slapped your ass and your mouth fell open, the skin tingling and burning with his handprint. Neteyam ducked his head down to your ear and growled, “No sweetheart. I want the whole village to hear how good I’m making you feel.” He placed a kiss to your neck and you moaned as a response.

“Mmm Neteyam please, I’m so close!” You fumbled over your own rough breathing.

Neteyam groaned, your words sending him closer to his release and your walls fluttered around his cock. “Beg for it, Y/n.” He ordered it, you shook your head and moaned. Neteyam slowed his thrusts almost to a complete stop and you cried at the loss of pleasure. “No no! Please Neteyam, please let me cum. Please!” You begged and Neteyam was satisfied with your response, returning to his previous pace.

“Oh fuck! I’m cumming!” You exclaimed as your legs began to tremble and a surge of pleasure was slowly washing over you. “I’m right behind you.” Neteyam moaned as you clenched around him and convulsed on his cock. He painted your walls white and for a minute you both just rode out your highs. The moans eventually stopped and he slowly pulled out of you, watching as his cum pooled between your legs.

He laughed and said, “We are doing this again.” Before trying to find something to clean you up with. You didn’t want to know what you’d just started but you had a feeling Neteyam might deliberately be disobeying your orders more often if it meant it ended like this.

[charmercharm3r]

Phases

LMH, HJS

Masterlist, Story Masterlist

Story synopsis: Whoever said patience is a virtue have never met Jisung and Minho.

warnings: smut, explicit sexual content, poly!minsung x fem!reader, lots of kissing and groping lol, more specific warnings in individual chapters

PREVIEW, Phase One

“Y– you wanna kiss me?” Jisung’s eyes widened, pads of his fingers coming up to press against his lips.

Taking his hand away, you guided it to your neck the way he did to you earlier. “Since we’re being honest, I can’t stop thinking about that night, you and him.” His grip tightened just a little as your hand splayed over his chest and slowly rose up. “Can I? Kiss you?”

“Oh my god, I’ve been waiting for you to as–”

Jisung pulled you into him before he could finish his thought, slotting against you with ambition. He felt just as you imagined him, eager but mindful in how to hold you, letting you set the tone with just closed mouth smooches as the sounds of your lips smacking bounced off the bedroom walls. Both his hands found their way into your hair and pulled you impossibly closer until your body fell onto him entirely. You didn’t know what to do with yourself, kissing your best friend until you were both breathless and needy, knowing better than to do anything more.

But oh, how you wanted to. You wanted to kiss him everywhere, make him cower into the sheets and make him feel how much you loved him. There was just too much right now, too much to be figured out. A night of desire wasn’t worth a lifetime of friendship.

So as you pulled away, reluctant Jisung whining and chasing after you for more, you let your forehead rest against his and let out a satisfied laugh. “Slow,” you whispered, letting him pepper kisses to your cheeks.

“Can’t we just jump to phase three?” He breathed against your skin.

“What’s phase three?”

Jisung’s lips made their way down your neck, his tongue leaving wet streaks the further he descended. “You, me, Min, a big ass bed covered in rose petals and candle light. Maybe a kick ass playlist to set the mood–”

The sound of your phone ringing made the both of you jump as if you were being caught doing something illegal. You broke into another fit of giggles when you found out it was Minho calling you. “Hey, pretty boy,” you answer him with a grin, still looking down at Jisung who stared up at you fondly.

“Jesus, Y/N. Are you okay? Why haven’t you been answering? Are you home? I– I’ve tried calling you for days–”

“Two days, Min.”

“Days. It’s been days.” Jisung could hear his voice booming through the phone, laughing and shrugging at how it’s the same thing he’d told you.

“I’m okay.” You eased his worries with two simple words, hearing him sigh on the other end of the call.

“You’re okay,” Minho repeated, relieved.

There was a pause in his breathing, probably unsure of what to say as he walked on eggshells. You knew this about him, he needed careful approaching, as Minho doesn’t like what he doesn’t already know. “I’m coming over tomorrow,” you stated.

“I’d be upset if you didn’t.”

Chuckling lightly, you let Jisung bring your fingertips to his lips and press a kiss to them. As you smiled at the man beneath you, you spoke into the phone, “love you.”

“Whatever… Love you, too.”

“Love you, too!” Jisung yelled into the speaker before you hung up, hearing Minho let out a strangled call of the other boy’s full name and the line went dead.

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A/N: ahhh this has been a story on my mind for a longggg time and i finally have motivation to write it! part 1 is almost ready to be posted, just need to edit and such so if you like this preview and wanna be notified when it’s up, leave a comment and i’ll tag you for the future chapters!

tags: @sensitiveandhungry @babebatter @aliferousminho @changbinluvr @epiphanynaffit @fawnpeaks @linovely @dumplinbokkieracha @finnydraws @naturules @djeniryuu @hamburgers101 @skzhomiehopper @yesv01 @hyunjinsamdl @lyramundana

[thepeachyouhadtopick]

ANYTHING BUT ORDINARY | Chapter Twenty-Two

The Jackass gang arrive in London for a week of filming. It quickly becomes clear to Johnny that Ell is more nervous about being in the same city as her ex than she's admitting, so he does everything he can to cheer her up. But, as with anything involving the Jackass team, it doesn't all go to plan...

This is a longggg one. I thought about splitting it in two but I partly couldn't wait to get the second part out and also it just reads better as one. A LOT happens in this chapter - and there's my first bit of smut in a while - and there's a lot of drama to come while the gang are in London! There's also a part which was directly inspired by a clip on Jackass, I'm sure you'll know it when you get to it! I'll put a link to the actual clip in the end notes for anyone who hasn't had the viewing pleasure. Content warning for a lot of smut (p in v sex, fingering, spanking, slightly dominant Johnny), mention of past emotional and physical abuse, mention of self harm, mention of drug abuse.

Taglist: @lizey-thornberry @babybammargera @zolofts (let me know if you want to be added to the taglist!)

The flight to London had been a pretty smooth one. Much to Jeff and Spike’s relief, the boys had all been so tired that they were on their best behaviour, sleeping for most of the time they were in the air - save for Chris, who was such a nervous flyer that he spent the entire flight getting drunk and stumbling back and forth to the bathroom. Johnny knew that flying made Ell a bit anxious too, so he let her have his window seat, and held her hand tightly through take-off and landing, bringing her hand up to his lips to kiss her knuckles and uttering gentle words of comfort when he felt her tense up every so often. (“S’okay sweetheart, we’re safe, we’ll be up in the air soon and you won’t even realise we’re flying. I’ve got you, you’re doing so good, honey. Wow, look at that sunrise, baby! Ain’t that pretty, almost as beautiful as you.”)

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[jlf23tumble]

Hiii hope you won’t mind this ask! I just found your blog and i’ve gone over it a bit and I saw you talking about h and l not being together and it made me curious about your larry thoughts!! You can answer in the tags if you don’t want to start discourse but I hope you do answer:((!

I don’t know if you think they’ve been together in the past/never together or just don’t care about it cause scrolling through Tumblr is a nightmare and I can’t see all your posts obviously ahaha but personally I thought they were together and I think they might have broken up in the last year or so. I got a strong sixth sense in general if you could call it that and lately I can sense something is different and I can see some people feel the same but don’t really discuss it openly so I wanted to hear your opinion.

The last thing that made me ‘sure’ they were still a thing while looking at the previous 12 years was harryween with hopelessly devoted to you and then Louis quoting it at his grease fav. After that I can’t really see something that makes me think “at that point they must have been together cause otherwise it wouldn’t make sense”. And paired it up with louis in particular being a bit strange in the last few months and with what you pointed out as well namely Harry doing everything he can to not be even thought to be on tour with L… As I said I don’t know when you started talking about a break up, but do you think that halloween’s occurance was still them being together or teasing each other from a distance or maybe just keeping larries at bay? And would you mind telling me then when you think their situation changed and what you think now? Sorry it’s so longggg and thank you if you take time to answer me <3

Helllllllo, I never mind any kind of ask! Granted, sometimes I might not answer but only because I'm overwhelmed, or it's the same ask in a row, or I'm not loving a sentence, or I just don't feel like it, or I think a bathroom shot is more appropriate, lmao, but this one? I got all the time in the world for you…so much so that I'll put it under the cut, since the ask is long enough itself, as shall the answer be!

Welcome to this mess, and wow, I'm so bowled over you even tried to scroll, I know trying to search tumblr.biz is a loser's lover's game, even for the loser lover who wrote it, so I won't even bother, but we can start fresh!

So my thoughts: Hell yeah, I think these two were together back in the day, probably almost immediately (see: the entire x-factor scandale with the blinds about all the fucking, the stairs interviews, ALL OF IT, screammmm). I don't know how long or even IF they were strictly monogamous, they were in a pressure cooker situation of near-constant contact with each other for five years, but I do think it eventually morphed into something open and/or then into a messy on again/off again situationship. That’s my current stance today, in fact—c'est messy!!!!

I’ll do the usual caveat that none of us actually KNOWS them, though, or what went down, we're only looking at what we see (and hear) and making a wild guess, and yet! Plenty of people see (and hear) the same thing and opt for a crazy reach with their whole chest, all to justify something happening between teenagers 13 years ago as if NOTHING would or could have changed since then. And some of those reaches make literally no sense, or they wash away anything that gets too close to that third rail of cognitive dissonance, the proverbial fingers in ears, lalalalala. I saw it recently on a post I made about clingy Harry with a stranger on the drunk WeHo trolley, with someone in the tags going, wait, I’ve never seen this! Of course you haven’t, that’s what an echo chamber does, bb!

Personally, I don't get that mindset—what’s so wrong about learning life is tough and things change for two literal strangers? Sure, we all love love and want the best for them, but shit happens in real life, too. Maybe it's easier to latch onto made-up receipts or straight up call a blue a green, but I think a big aspect of it is also the need to be right, to show you aren’t crazy, it’s real, and that gets frequently mixed in as being “supportive,” like you're some kind of homophobe if these two break up, as if two men fucking two other men somehow isn't worthy of your “support." But I’m here to say those two things actually can exist, something can be true in the past and not be true today, and it doesn’t negate the past bit, shocking, right?

Anyway, I digress. I feel like your sixth sense is on the money, and I'd love to hear more about it, either message me here or dm me about what tips you into that direction (hey!) because I feel like there is SO MUCH THAT DOES, yet few people really get into it. To me, it’s just a lot of content, so much content, the bare minimum being lyrics in multiple songs across a shit ton of albums, both solo and the very last 1D one. At this point, to me, Larry “proofs” sound insane (he wore green pants, they're MARRIED!!!!!), and part of me is like, kudos to you, Mr. Tomlinson, jesus loves you more than you will know, etc. Even that Harryween outfit of which you speak feels like a reach of a reach, a callback of a reach, mostly because it’s also not that deep, Grease isn't some tiny film nobody's seen, it's actually a remarkably easy group costume, AND it references things that could be nostalgic to two sets of people (larries and larry). I actually feel like these two at this point are either a) signaling to each other in some kinda way, like that monitor edgeplay shit they used to do (which works if you're together or apart, I might add), or b) cashing in some of that green blue green, if you feel me. And again, both of those could be true at once, they don't cancel each other out. I have two hands, I can hold a lotta thoughts!

It’s at this point where I start bangin’ the drum for garries because gaylors have it dead easy—you can be a gaylor and think that kaylor was a thing, but it doesn’t mean it’s STILL a thing to you, so whither garries!? I just don’t think a lot of today’s larries do themselves any favors by doubling down and driving out anyone who has questions. For the big ones, there’s no room for even whispering, hey, yeah, they were together, but they might have broken up, maybe??? It’s, like, NO!!! They’re mawwwwwwied, #husbands, they’ve only fucked one person, each other, let’s jump through a hoop that says Louis wearing green sweats is so LOUD (I’m not listening to lyrics, though, lalalalalala)!! It’s tragic and frankly dumb, but if you want to wallow in the persecution complex of it all, “everybody hates us ☹ (including Louis),” I guess the option is there, the whole us vs. them of it all that I’m just personally not into.

But I do feel like there’s some hope, it’s nice to see people coming around to the idea that, yeah, they WERE together and maybe they aren’t anymore, but it’s okay, it’s not the end of the world! It wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows, maybe they’ll reunite someday, or maybe it’s a goddamned hot mess, but you know what? Not my circus, not my monkeys! Granted, that part is harder for people who are mutuals with those who will not tolerate doubts even for a second—I just hope they venture off and find the other chill people, u know, the ones a lot of larries wish they saw on their dashes instead of hand-wringers, uh oh, oops, reaping = sowing.

I’m sorry, I’m ramblin’ here, let’s get back to your questions at the end of your ask! Do I think Harryween was them together or teasing each other or keeping larries at bay? Hmmmm, maybe a secret fourth thing: easy costume, easy global reference, and it’s not gonna keep larries at bay, lmao. Idk, man, for all we know (which, again, is literally nothing, nobody’s getting 24/7 content for 5 years straight anymore, such a bitter pill to swallow), maybe Grease is a fave movie of someone who’s in the new band, maybe Harry’s got a close personal friend who’s into it, too, maybe Louis's not the only guy in the world Harry’s dated who’s obsessed with Danny Zuko.

As for when do I think their situation changed, I think Eleanor was a big clue, breakup no. 1 was probably around their own breakup no. 1, she was an amazing proxy in so many ways, but I’m sure there were rifts and spats along the way (it even seeped into interviews that get written off as cute funsies or else are outright ignored because nobody watches beyond the gif format). I follow at least one person who talks about the '15 promo tour as giving very recent breakup energy, yet still has some fwb vibes, which means it's AWKWARD in spots, and I can see that. It would also explain why they were suddenly able to "sit together,” lol. Anyway, yes, that breakup (both times) was a big sign, I think no more peace ring was a HUGE sign, I think the writeups by Rob Sheffield (both of them, actually), especially the last paragraph of the Fine Line cover story was a NEON sign, and I think the last four albums by both of them spell it out, underline it, bold it, AND italicize it super clearly, but those are just the easy pickings (see also: Harry biking around daily to prove he’s not in Poland, Greece, etc., and the response is always, “We don’t know what day this was,” lmao).

What I think now is up above! I think it’s messy! Complicated! They aren’t #married! Now is that a forever thing? Who’s to say, and more importantly, who’s to really care on a “does this impacts my daily life in some kind of financial or spiritual way,” see further: circus, monkeys. I get that it’s easy to say, I interact with a lot of other people who don’t care and won't ostracize me for being a doubting Susan with my ~controversial thoughts and UOs. But there are those with faith in the future, so maybe it is as it was…hehe, oh me. I amuse myself, at least. Sorry this is an epic reply, and that it’s days late, I hope it gives you what you wanted to know! Anyone sending me garbage will get a bathroom response, peace and love.

[beebeetheclown]

No girlie your writing era will never be over !!! You’re just in a slump. One day you’ll wake up after having a random dream or you could be walking around campus and you’ll see something funny and get some inspo.

But I have to ask will there ever be an update for “All mine”, I’m still on the edge of my seat waiting to see if Kendall and reader can make it through to the end😭

You got this🫵🏽💛

Ahh thank you so much💗 yes I think you are right. Sometimes I get into slumps and then either feel like I don’t want to write anymore or that my writing is not very good but I should really get out of that haha.

Sometimes my ideas actually come from my dreams I don’t even know why or how haha. I’ve had two dreams about Greg, one about Roman and then one time Jeremy strong was in my dream💀 idk I’m a crazy fan girl. They are always super weird dreams that make no sense.

And about “All Mine” a secret is that I actually have a chapter written and keep coming back to it like once a month. I’m actually an inch away from finishing it🙊 it’s just so messy in my opinion and that’s why I haven’t been updating that fic in soooo longggg.

Maybe I will update it since I’m so close to finishing it cause I mean I’m so close to the end of the story so I might as well finish it👀

[neyxmessi]

I’ve been shadowbanned for a week now… do I send in another ticket or just wait it out lol. I don’t want my ticket to go back to the bottom of the queue but a week is so longggg

[boba-beom]

HIMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

OH MY HE’S SO BOBA AND STUNNING AND THE ASYMMETRICAL DIMPLE MAKES ME WANNA CRY

I’m so excited to watch this vid I’ve been waiting for so longggg 😭 THANK YOU FOR CUTIE TYUN

[howdydopillar]

UPDATE NOTICE ON THE FANFIC I’M WORKING ON (otherwise known as Project Persona, the placeholder name)

It won’t be coming out with the Prologue and Chapter One together, instead the Prologue will be divided into two separate parts, otherwise known as “Acts.” Think of Homestuck’s Acts but better. I had to separate the Prologue into two parts due to how long the beginning of the Prologue is getting already so I didn’t want to discourage my readers from reading more of the fanfic by having a longggg prologue, at least, to me it is, I just want what’s best for me and what’s best for my readers.

I sadly don’t have a AO3 account yet, I have to wait until the 25th of this month or the 27th to get registered, which absolutely sucks, but at least that’ll probably give me little bit of a deadline to complete both Acts of the Prologue! I cannot WAIT to show everyone what I’ve been working on, I’ll also be either posting extra content on here or on AO3 for more explanation of things that’ll happen within the fanfic. I’m super psyched about it!!

And lastly, as back up I’ll be posting the fanfic on other fanfic reading platforms too, mostly as backup, the main one will always be AO3 but whenever AO3 is down there’ll be a few alternatives so!! ^^

But one thing you gotta keep in mind is that this is allllll just a huge passion project, a little side thing I’m doing so there’s not going to be a huge work schedule for when I’m gonna work on a certain thing within the fanfic, I just gotta wait for it to ignite like a spark of fire in a tiny campfire you know? Less stress equals more fun and more stuff for me to make ^^

Ight, whis out