#WE'RE SO BACK BABYY

[g1ngerbeer]

time's up, timeboy.

[clandestineloki]

strawberry bliss (nsfw)

the part 2 to strawberry sweet ❤️

summary: miguel loves using his strength on you ;)) and this little snippet of you guys watching a replay of his recent game shows just that, with some sweet lil fluff and playful banter :)) and then miguel fucks u so good he hits your factory reset and you go back to being a lil shy babie around him oh no :3

tw: he also finds out you have a daddy kink, mention of shane dawson (derogatory), mention of physical violence (bros a wrestler what did you expect), overstimulation, a bit of breeding kink, heavy praise kink, a bit of humiliation but on the sweet side

A/N: this takes place about a year or so after strawberry sweet, where miguel and reader are in an established relationship and make quippy cute banter with each other

A/N # 2: pls reblog so we can turn more ppl into whores 💖

💕 hope you enjoy! 

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"BABYY THE COMMERCIALS ARE OVER!"

Miguel runs from the bathroom and meets you in the kitchen, you with the tray of strawberry drinks squealing as he tickles your waist.

"AHH IT'S GONNA SPILL!!!" you scream, and he backs off, smiling as you regain your balance.

You balance the smoothie cups on the tray and move forward, but Miguel blocks your way. 

"M'scuse me, I have a game to watch," you pout up at him, but he doesn't budge.

"Mister, my boyfriend will be very angry if he finds out I'm late to the game >:( "

"Aww, such a shame, pretty girl... can't I just get a little kiss?"

"Let me through!"

"Can't, hermosa, you gotta say the password right up against my lips~ the password is mwah mwah mwah i love you miguel you're so handsome miguel~"

"You're cheesy," you roll your eyes, and he laughs as you set the tray down in front of the bed facing the TV. "I want the old Miguel back, he was cute and he had actual rizz."

He slumps against the couch. "The Miguel that was a total pervert over your old smoothie girl uniform?"

"Oh my gosh, I totally forgot about the uniform!" You giggle. "I hated it. Did you know on my first day they gave me a size too small and they had the audacity to try and gaslight me by saying I got fat?"

"Fucking weirdos," he pulled you into his arms, your back against his chest." Glad I got you out of that mess, mm?"

"It was just one mess into another, Mig, you made me your sugar baby," you tease, and his face scrunches up.

"Bebita, I may be rich but I'm not your sugar daddy. I'm just two years older than you."

"But think about it, I was sixteen when you were eighteen! Like- that's two years but the maturity difference is huge! That's creepy, Miguel. You wanna go to jail?"

"Ay, por dios. We're in our twenties, we met in our twenties. End of discussion. And I've already been to jail. Twice."

"What?!"

"Ay! ay! end of discussion. The match is starting," he pinches your nose then turns to watch the TV just as the host's opening spiel ends. Miguel feels you sit up in his grip when the crowds on the TV cheer as he comes up on screen, flashing a grin to the audience.

"Ew, who's that?" you mumble, cheeks stuffed with popcorn and Miguel snorts, rolling his eyes.

"That's me, your boyfriend, the guy who's gonna absolutely obliterate downgraded Shane Dawson in about..." he snaps his fingers just as his opponent comes out on screen. "Fifty-eight seconds."

"I really don't see the resemblance, Miggy, you're just being a bully."

"Y'know," he pulls you closer, absentmindedly kissing your neck as he feels you squirm in his hold. "I don't get how you let the physical violence slide but I compare some white guy to Shane Dawson and you call me a bully."

Your face heats up a little, and you turn away, mumbling shyly. "C-cause you look really badass when you throw them around like that... "

"Mmm?" he teases, nuzzling his nose in your neck. "I do?"

He feels you freeze up and chuckles, his hands trailing down to your thighs.

"Y-yeah," you whisper... "a bit..."

"Oh, and you like how strong I am, hmm? Is that what it is?"

It's cute how you shake your head and brush his hands away to turn up the volume on the TV, when he just goes right back to kneading your breasts and riling you up.

"Querida, you gotta answer me, y'know I can't understand you when you mumble like that~"

"What was the question?" you mumble, looking up at him with what he knows for sure are the most adorable bunny eyes he's ever fucking seen.

"I said," he nibbles down on your ear with a little growl, "do you get off like a cute little bunny when I show off? Is my baby that kinky~?"

" I-I... maybe..." you twitch as his fingers toy with your nipples. "Miggy, please..."

"Please what baby? Please stop or please give me more?" 

Miguel knows the answer, obviously. It's just that he can't get over the fact that he landed the prettiest girl with the cutest stutter when she's nervous.

"Please..." you whisper.

He chuckles against your ear, leaning in and lowering his voice just the way he knows you like it, especially when he's buried all the way inside you.

"Please what."

The tiniest gasp comes out of your lips. "Please... please f-fuck me... please?" 

Before you can even finish, you're over his shoulder and on the bed as he kisses everywhere on your face, growling at the inconvenience of the fact that he cant hold you still and fondle your chest at the same time.

"M-Miguel..." you whimper, twitching in sensitivity. "You're always teasing me..."

"Oh?" he mocks you, flipping you over on your stomach and gripping your hips, leaning in real slow to drawl darkly in your ear. "I'm the tease here? When you're shaking your little ass all over me? You rile me up like this and expect me not to fuck you the way you deserve? hmm?"

"S-Sorry..." you mumble, and Miguel laughs breathily, having the time of his life making you all shy and embarrassed.

"S'okay, baby, you just gotta make up for it, yeah?"

With a playful swat to your ass, he rips off your shorts and his fingers tease your folds through your panties.

"Miguel..."

"Yes...?" he kisses the arch in your back, smirking when your thighs tremble.

"Please hurry..." you gasp.

"Don't worry baby, you'll be asking me to slow down real soon~" 

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His favorite sight of all time is you underneath him, with that blissed out look on your face and your chest heaving as he fucks every choked breath out of those pretty lips.

"Fuck, bebita," he whispers. "Creaming all over my fingers like the cute little plaything you are?"

You whimper, closing your thighs shakily, but his free hand just forces your legs apart and he curls his two fingers in you, tickling your pussy and making his hand even wetter.

"Hmm? What did you say?" Miguel mumbles close to your ear, and makes sure that at the precise moment you try to speak he speeds up his fingers, making your words melt away in warm red pleasure as more juices coat his fingers.

"S'too much..."

"Bebita, you asked for this," he whispers darkly. "We're not even halfway done."

You mewl out his name and turn your head to the side. He takes it as an opportunity to bite down on your neck and relish in the high-pitched pleasure drunk squeal that forces out of you as your little pussy sucks in his fingers.

"Shit. I can't take it anymore," he grumbles, his fingers moving even faster as he leans closer, forcing you flat against the bedsheets as you moan and cream all over his fingers like a cute little bunny, just too pleasure-drunk to utter even a word.

"Come for me baby," Miguel almost begs. "Come for me so I can fuck you the way I know you want me too, okay?"

You gasp at his dirty talk, and he laughs at the fact that you never stop getting shy when he says these things.

Or when your little pussy makes those wet noises when you're really really close.

"Fuck you're so cute," Miguel grins, licking the tears falling from your hazy eyes. "So sweet, letting me do whatever I want with you~ Come for me, gatita, you know you want to~"

Your moans make him grin and he thumbs at your sensitive little bud. His teasing sends you over the edge and you gasp and whimper, clinging onto him as he helps you through your third orgasm.

When you come down from it, Miguel is smirking down at you, and licking his fingers clean of your juices, humming lowly as his tongue traces his long fingers sensually.

"Wanna taste it right off your pretty pussy baby," he whispers, making you blush. "But I'll save that for later~"

He really means he'll save it for when you're too fucked out to close your pretty legs around his head.

Miguel kisses your hips as he flips you over again, tracing his rough hands over your ass and thighs, making you shiver and mumble something he almost can't hear.

"Daddy..."

His wandering hands freeze.

He grins.

"What was that?" he teases.

Your breath stutters.

"What- I-"

He leans in dangerously close, pinning you down on the bed with your ass right against his throbbing hard cock.

"What did you just call me?" he drawls, and you whimper.

"I-I called you Daddy," you bury your head in the pillows. "S-Sorry... if it makes you uncomfortable-"

Miguel thrusts his hips forward, sinking halfway into your wet, warm little cunt. The squelching of your little hole is nothing compared to the pure, unadulterated, sinful noise of pleasure that leaves your lips.

"Oh," Miguel groans. "That made me reallyfuckin' uncomfortable alright."

Your thighs shake as he sinks in really really slowly, making sure you feel every inch of him stretch you out.

"Say it again."

You gasp, tears forming in your eyes. "It's embarrassing..."

"Fuck, you really have to do all these things that make you so lovable, huh?" He groans, pulling your wrists and holding your arms behind your back. "Got the cutest little face, the cutest little pussy, and you always got these little kinks that make you so cute~"

He starts moving his hips, making you slur out his name and clench around him.

"My cute little milkshake girl, doing all these cute things for me and no one else," he whispers, and you nod helplessly,

Miguel runs his hands up and down your waist, making you sigh and whimper into the pillows.

"Wanna repeat what you said? No one's around, baby, just you and me. No need to be shy~"

"Daddy..."

"Fuck, you really are such the perfect little cutie, aren't you?" Miguel teases, pounding you harder.

It's music to his ears when you finally get to that stage of it, just uncontrollably whimpering and moaning and making all these noises of pleasure as you let him do whatever he wants to you.

"C'mon, say it again, another time won't hurt~"

"Such a t-tease..." you whine, and he chuckles fondly, pressing a kiss to your sensitive neck.

"Sorry, baby, not my fault you're so fucking adorable," he groans, shuddering when you clench down on him. "Daddy's close, baby, wanna come with me? Feel good together, hmm? Can you even understand me you dumb little baby?"

Miguel coos as you take in high-pitched breaths and gasps. Your tiny fists clench the sheets shakily, and your thighs thump helplessly with every thrust of his hips.

"Come back to me, baby," he whispers as his thrusts get sloppier. "Help me out one list time, kay? Wanna be my good girl?"

"Mhm..."

"Ah," he laughs. "Daddy broke his pretty baby so bad? Sorry, gatita, you just feel too good. Let's come together, okay? I'll get us there, baby~"

You whimper loudly one last time, creaming helplessly around his cock. Miguel pins your back down onto the bed, leaning in and growling right against your ear as his orgasm takes over as well, making sure you take every bit of his cum inside you.

The twitching of your thighs finally slows as Miguel pulls out, turning you onto your back and lightly running his hands up your thighs, waist, and breasts, kneading them softly and eliciting a whine from your lips.

"So sensitive," he pinches your nipple, making you gasp. "But I'll keep my hands to myself... for now."

You blush at those words, nuzzling into his neck as he chuckles at your bashfulness.

"Didn't know my good little girl had a Daddy kink. So cute," he whispers. "Got the sweetest little baby all to myself~."

Miguel brushes his lips against yours, smiling when he tastes a hint of strawberry,

His second favorite sweet thing in the goddamn world.

"Oh, baby~" he coos. "You felt so fucking good. Can we go again, gatita?"

You whimper, twitching helplessly, and blushing at the feeling of his fingers toying with the cum trickling down your thighs.

But you don't say no.

[wileys-russo]

“i was sleeping” “yeah well now your not” leah williamson

4am wake up II l.williamson

"then there was a magician! babe you know i fucking love magicians." leah slurred as you hummed. "was he as good as the one at your birthday baby?" you questioned hearing a gasp.

"oh i forgot about him! fuck i told this guy he was the best and that was a lie!" leah groaned with a whine and you heard a bump and a mumbled apology.

"tripped over someones stupid table. who the fuck put that in the way!" leah huffed with a small hiccup on the other end of the line.

"how rude of them. hey lee? can you take a break from the rum and drink some water for me baby?" you smiled as your girlfriend let out a deep sigh.

"yeah i guess. but only for you baby girl cause you're the best and i love ya!" leah slurred, grunting as she sat down in a booth. "i love you too sweets. are you back with alex and jess again?" you questioned as leah hummed.

"can i speak with al please?" you asked as leah whined. "why! you're my girlfriend and you're not here. alex has her girlfriend with her she doesn't need mine!" leah scoffed making you chuckle, the blonde out at an event which you had to miss due to a clashing family commitment.

family just as important to leah as it was to you she'd completely understood and encouraged you go, even offering to skip the event herself but you'd never let that happen considering she was set to present.

though it was obvious you both had very different nights.

it was your grandma's 90th birthday so you'd had a couple glasses of wine and everything was nicely wrapped up by about ten in the evening, meanwhile it was now midnight and it seemed leah was just getting started at the after party.

much as she'd begged you to come and join her you were far too comfy wrapped up in bed to bother, so leah had settled for a phone call to 'wish you goodnight' which nearly a half an hour later she was still yet to actually say goodnight.

"oh shut up and give her here leah you idiot!" you heard the blondes best friend scoff and there seemed to be a tussle of sorts before the line cleared. "hi sexy. we miss you!" you heard alex greet, your girlfriend gasping in offence and sternly ordering her to never call you that ever again.

"hi scotty. can you get her a water please? if she doesn't have a couple inbetween drinks she'll wake up tomorrow an absolute nightmare to deal with." you chuckled, your girlfriends hangovers something else let alone when she was dehydrated on top of it.

"on it babe. jess isn't drinking so she'll drive her home, wouldn't dare put her in a taxi at this rate." alex chuckled as you heard leah start to sing along to something in the background. "bub we're gonna go dance. i love you!" leah snatched the phone back and blew you a kiss before the line cut off and you sighed in amusement.

you were sure alex would have fun dealing with that.

~

"babyy girll!" your eyes fluttered open at the sudden sound, wincing at the sharp pain which shot through your neck at the awkward position you'd fallen asleep in, phone tucked beside your head where you'd been watching tiktoks before you had.

you heard a loud thud and suddenly the room lit up as you nearly hissed, shielding your eyes as leah flicked the lights on and fell through the door frame stumbling forward and catching herself on the edge of the bed.

"leah?" you rasped out unsure if you were still dreaming or not as the blondes head popped up at the end of the bed where she'd fallen down to the floor.

"thats my name!" she slurred and pulled herself up onto the mattress with a grunt as you rubbed your eyes tiredly and pulled yourself into a sitting position. "you didn't wait up for me." your girlfriend frowned somewhat adorably.

"i was sleeping." you smiled with a shake of your head. "yeah? well now you're not!" the blonde slurred with a grin crawling toward you.

"oh jesus." you mumbled at the state of your drunken lover, unable to hold back the amused smile at her scruffy state.

"my names leah but you can call me jesus if ya want babe. but i know you prefer oh god! oh god! oh god!" your eyes widened and you lurched forward to cover her mouth now much more awake as your girlfriend started to mock your moans.

"oh i missed you." you were all but tackled back down to the bed by the taller girl, grimacing at the strong smell of alcohol on her breath as she tried to kiss you but missed as her lips instead kissed the pillow beside you.

"i missed you too lee. but time for bed i think!" you smiled, tapping your phone which glared back 3:56am. "i have a favour first." leah smiled charmingly as best as she could, pushing herself up and off of you allowing you to sit up again.

"mmm?" you hummed with a raised eyebrow, slipping out of bed and making your way round to help her get her shoes off where she was struggling with them. "make me some food? please bubba?" the blonde pouted, the term of endearment one that only left her lips when she was absolutely smashed.

"lee, darling its nearly four in the morning. sleep now and i'll make you the best breakfast in bed ever later!" you promised, pushing her hands away and helping her wiggle out of her suit pants next causing her to let out a sigh of relief.

"do you come on the menu?" the defender smirked, eyes starting to droop as you shook your head. "so i see we've had some tequila shots then yeah?" you laughed, the particular alcohol forever making the girl ridiculously horny much to her ongoing frustration that you refused to engage in anything when she was drunk.

"maybe a few. but i had some water! just for you." she pointed to you and attempted a wink which just wound up being an over dramatic blink. "did you now? how responsible you are." you teased, moving away to grab her some comfier clothes to sleep in.

"i am the responsible one in the relationship duh. i'm older and wiser!" leah sighed as you grabbed her hands and tugged her to sit up, struggling to unbutton her shirt as she smacked your hands away.

"i can do it! strip for you any day sexy." she wiggled her eyebrows and flopped back into bed, and sure enough though it took her a few minutes she managed to get the shirt off as you helped her up and into a large baggy t-shirt.

"do you want me to take your makeup off baby?" you asked softly, chuckling as her energy levels seemed to be dropping and she nodded wordlessly and laid back down as you darted into the bathroom.

"you're so pretty. my pretty girl!" leah sighed out, hands resting on your legs as you hovered over her gently wiping away her makeup with the micellar wipes. "you're very pretty too, even a drunken mess." you quickly pecked her lips as you finished and moved off of her.

ignoring the whines for you to come back you hurried into the kitchen grabbing some advil and a bottle of water for the blonde in the morning, checking the door was locked and chuckling at the wake of destruction she'd left in her path toward the bedroom.

"that's a tomorrow problem." you mumbled with a smile at the multitude of knocked over and dropped items all over the ground, only picking up your girlfriends suit jacket and draping it over a chair.

"baby!" leah yelled out with a whine as you quickly returned. "i'm right here." you promised, helping her get into bed properly and gently swatting away her hands which grabbed and poked at you demanding you give her attention.

flicking the lights back off you blinked a few times to adjust, not that you needed to with how your girlfriend was kicking off, easily able to follow her voice back to bed.

"where the fuck-oh hi bubba!" she grinned in the darkness finally feeling the bed dip as you moved in beside her, latching onto you. "cuddles please, love you." leah slurred quietly, patting your thigh affectionately as you shuffled down the bed, her head moving to rest right above your heart with a tired sigh.

"goodnight leah." you chuckled, tangling your hands in her hair and messing about with it like you knew she loved. you heard her mumble something back but had no idea what it was as you smiled pressing a soft kiss to the crown of her head.

the only woman you'd let wake you up at four in the morning for a cuddle.

[landonorizzz]

SUMMARY: pierre is not the boyfriend of the year that everyone thought. his girlfriend is left to fend for herself, fourtunately she seems to have good people in her corner

PAIRING: pierre gasly x ex! fem! ferrari media team! oc , [redacted] x fem! ferrari media team! oc (no faceclaim)

WARNINGS: mentions of cheating, cursing

A/N: im finally after my exams, this is somehow AGAIN - twitter heavy, there's this one twitter thread that is so obvoiusly halfassed, please ignore it :))

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marcilazzaro1 a cheeky lil pitstop in heaven 🤠 see you in singapore

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madi_races what'd you mean pitstop?? i thought LA was the pitstop?

nyoomf1 is that... seb?

mickschumacher 👀

↳ marcilazzaro1 stop acting all mysterious, you were there too

↳ ilpredestinatox sorry what

redclerc is she in Switzerland???

↳ redmilton i mean, it looks like it?

↳ hammertime_1 but why tho

↳ redmilton her and sebastian are friends, it's not like she needs a permission to visit him

forzalec16 girll it's tuesday, aren't you supposed to be IN singapore already??

charles_leclerc still can't believe you didn't take me

↳ marcilazzaro1 yeah, it's not like you have a car to drive this weekend or something 🤔

ferra_ria who is she?? why is everyone so obsessed with her still? i thought she and pierre broke up?

↳ screwderriaf1 we've been obsessed way before she was with pierre. she's actually on ferrari's media team and she's friends with a lot of drivers

↳ shithappens skylar (blondecedes on twitter) actually has a thread on it if you want to learn more, it's her pinned post

↳ ferra_ria thanks! i'll check it out for sure

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marcilazzaro1 Singapore, you've been good - p1 and p4 for the team ;) Congratulations on your podium landonorris !

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charlie_sun did yuki take you to the restaurant?

↳ marcilazzaro1 yes! it was really lovely

yukitsunoda0511 we need to do this more often

↳marcilazzaro1 for sure! just name the time and place ;)

quickstappen yuki looks so cute!!

shithappens she's back in the paddock!! mother's back in the paddock

redmilton_ i like this new post aesthetic, very cinematic

↳ redclerc reputation era?? ↳ redmilton_ who knows, maybeeee

landonorris P2 babyy

lewishamilton It's good to see you back

↳ marcilazzaro1 feeling's mutual

barbiegirl i'd just like to know how could pierre fumble so badly, like dude, she's perdect basically

pierrespookie ugh, you're still here? i thought she quit.

nyoomf1 new lance content! hell yeah!

↳ strollingaway i didn't know they were friends??

↳ nyoomf1 same, looks like they started hanging out after her and pierre broke up 🤷 tbf i don't really care, i'm just happy we're getting the content

↳ strollingaway fair.

madi_races can't wait for the media content from this weekend, it's gonna be great i can feel it

↳ darth_nando it's gonna be elite, marci told me herself

carlando333 no carlos mention? 👀

↳ shithappens sorry, are you blind? he's literally in the pictures

↳ barbiegirl she's also not a carlos fan page, official ferrari account already congratulated him

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"Quali-tea Time with Sarah Scott (Redbull's secret weapon with Marceline)"

madi's radio: pt.3 is finally here, sorry for the long wait, 4th is already in the works so hopefully it'll be a shorter wait ;) i actually planned to put more into this part but,,, 30 pics limit.

(also, valentines coming up, i was thinking of doing short sepcials if i have the time, if i do, which drivers would you like to see?)

taglist: @sunny44 @rockyhayzkid @biancathecool @unluckyyoshi @woozarts @janeholt3

click here to be added to the carved my name taglist!

DISCLAIMER: i do not know anything about this people, this is not real life, this is just something for fun, i do not know anythings about their life or personalities!

[oreharuuu]

Summary: Getting into a sorority party that your friend threw monthly was supposed to be fun after months of not joining in. You didn't know this one thing could throw your boyfriends into a frenzy.

Pairings: yandere!poly!ateez x reader

Warnings: yandere themes obvi, gaslighting, toxic behavior, possessive behavior, suggestive themes

A/N: first req babyy! And it's from my dear friend @starillusion13 , this one for u babes! Hope you like it ;)

Looking at yourself in the mirror, you smoothed down the tight dress you wore for the sorority party. You glanced at your phone, seeing as you still have a few minutes left before the party. You smiled when Taeyeon texted you, reminding to bring some extra vodka for the party.

Your smile turned to a grimace when another text popped up.

Yeosang.

Sangieee: babe, don't forget to lock the door when we're out k?

You bit your lip, texting a reply back before turning off your phone, exhaling softly before walking to the kitchen to grab the stashed vodka you bought a few days ago. The boys all asked why you bought the drink, lying through your teeth that your friend only asked you to buy it since the stores near her sorority was already empty.

You really did felt bad for lying, but when will you have another chance to go to a party without them disagreeing instantly?

The answer? Probably not in a million years.

Your boys are all very protective of you, always with you at every second when they have no classes. You did notice though that after dating them, a few of the boys like Mingi, San, and Wooyoung all appeared in your class.

You asked Mingi about it, him only smiling as he brushed your hair away. "We only did some talking with the administrator, no big deal."

Even though you all went to a prestigious university that has strict rules about moving classes as the semester is still ongoing.

Then again, Hongjoong's parents are the biggest donators for the university. You still have your doubts, but the suspicion is still there in the back of your mind.

Snapping back to reality when your phone rang loudly, you quickly answered your phone, stopping in your tracks as you swore under your breath.

"Baby? What's wrong?"

"Nothing, Yu. Just stubbed my toe," You lied, entering the spare room to grab Jongho's cardigan that somewhat suits your dress perfectly.

"Hmm, well I just wanted to call you to say that we may be out longer than we anticipated. Some idiot made a ruckus, resulting the place being in lockdown since security is checking everyone."

"Oh?"

"Don't be disappointed," Yunho chuckles. "We're probably back in two hours tops."

Two hours? Maybe you could stay a little longer than you expected.

"Okay, Yuyu. Stay safe, okay?"

"Alright, baby. Love you."

"Love you too. Oh! And also the other boys," You smiled before saying goodbyes. You huffed before grabbing your purse and the vodka, walking outside of the shared apartment and into the campus area where students are still loitering around on a Friday night.

You quickly spotted Taeyeon's sorority house, colorful lights and bass blaring from the house indicating that the party already started. You waved at a few of her sorority friends, quickly making way to the kitchen where you're met with the sight of Taeyeon making out with a frat boy named Baekhyun.

"Tae! I brought the vodka!"

She gasped loudly, shoving Baekhyun so hard that he fell to his ass, hissing in pain. "Don't do that! I thought you were Yoona for a sec there."

"Why? She doesn't even care that you're making out with her ex," You snort, placing the vodka down before grabbing the endless red solo cups.

"She might say that but I know from her looks that she's not entirely over him," Taeyeon pointed at him, making Baekhyun quirk his brow in interest. "Wait...really?"

"What does that supposed to mean?" She glared at him, making Baekhyun stammer his way out of the problem. Feeling the tense atmosphere, you slowly walked backwards towards where the party is, waving and giving him a thumbs up as Baekhyun looked at you for help.

You pulled Jongho's cardigan tighter around you, sipping your drink as you made way towards the small group sitting near the TV.

"Yo, there she is!"

"Hey, guys," You smiled at the group, sitting down next to Sunny who instantly chattered away, asking you about your boyfriends. You don't blame her, you never really mentioned them at all except when people asked you directly.

You felt a buzz from the cardigan, heart dropping as Seonghwa's name showed up on the screen. "Fuck me."

"What?" Sunny peeked at your phone, gasping in delight as she realized what's going on. "Did you—Don't tell me you just sneaked out to come here!"

"I mean..."

"Babe, I don't blame you," Sunny holds both of your hands, leaving you to drop your phone as it still rings. "You always join our party before you've met them. And now, it's basically like you're never here! Have fun, don't worry about them."

You glanced at your phone, eyes widening at the numerous texts blasting through your phone. You raised a hand up to Sunny, smiling apologetically as you stand up to walk outside.

23 missed calls.

Damn.

You yelped when your phone rings again, quickly answering it without seeing who called you. "Hello?"

"Sweetheart? Where are you?" Yeosang's voice made you freeze, quickly glancing around before trying to find a quiet spot near the sorority house.

"Um, I'm just—I'm out."

"Out."

"Yeah," You laugh nervously. "Just wanted some fresh air."

"You know you're not supposed to go outside right?"

"It's just—I can't sleep," You quickly lied. "So I went to the convenience store to buy a drink and maybe walk around the park near the university."

He only hums, making you bit your lip as you waited for him to reply. "Is that why you didn't reply to any of our texts?"

"Oh, about that..."

"Sweetheart, we know you're lying."

Your heart dropped, fingers twitching in an anxious manner as you tried to calm your heart. "What are you talking about?"

There was no reply, only hushed talking as it sounds like Yeosang's phone being passed to someone else.

"Don't lie, baby. Although you're near the university, we know you're not in the park," Hongjoong spoke through the phone.

"Huh? How did you—"

"You didn't turn off your location."

Eyes widening in realization, you quickly looked through your phone, cursing under your breath when the small red dot was still on. Your eyes shifted from your location to another red dot approaching yours.

You turned on the speaker, deciding to sit on the bench nearby. "Are you guys going to get me?"

"Hmm, maybe."

"I'm being serious, Jjoong."

"And we were being serious about you staying inside," He replied back, his tone serious and unwavering. "We care about you, we just wanted you to be safe. It's night, (name). Have you been listening to the recent attacks near university?"

You did know about the attacks. In fact, it somehow relates back to you since the guy who got attacked was your study partner, a frat guy named Minhyuk. Sure he was a bit rough and annoying, but at least he did his part of the work.

"I do know, Jjoong," You can't help but roll your eyes. "He was my study partner."

"And now you know why we're being extra careful with you. We don't want you to get hurt. The fact that it's a person who's that close to you, it makes our hearts hurt when we think about how dangerous it is for you."

You sighed, feeling the guilt rising inside your head as you anxiously played with the loose thread on the cardigan. "I just—I just wanted to have fun."

"Are you saying you don't have fun with us?"

"What? No! That's not what I meant and you—"

"It sounds like that, baby. Maybe deep down you do feel like that around us."

"Jjoong, stop it," You closed your eyes. "I'm sorry, okay? I just wanted to have fun like I used to do. It's been such a long time since I've meet with my friends outside of class."

There's talking from the other side, the boys seemingly discussing it together. You didn't even notice the single tear already coming out of your eyes, quickly rubbing it away and exhaling quietly.

"Alright, honey," Jongho said. "We'll talk about it more at home, but we'll agree to let you continue the party tonight."

"Wait, really?"

Jongho hums. "But, we have a set of rules for you to follow."

"Yeah, what is it?" You quickly agreed, not wanting the good chance to slip by.

"You have to be accompanied by two of us to every party you go. We know you're at the sorority party your friend always throw, and we know a few of them to not feel threatened."

"That's why we already sent—"

"Hi, sweetcheeks."

Your head snaps up towards the voice, letting confused smile grow on your face as San and Wooyoung walked towards you, their clothes still the same when they left.

"Seems like they're already there."

"We're here," Wooyoung sighed as he sits down next to you, placing his arm on the back of the bench as San followed his action. "No need to worry anymore. We'll stay here with her for as long as we have to."

"Really? I thought you guys were being checked or something," You asked. But Wooyoung only smirked as San chuckles. "Paid a little bit of money here and there, and boom! We're out."

"Besides, that dinner party was sooo boring," Wooyoung whines, placing his head on your shoulder as he pouted at you. "When we heard you're here at the party, we decided to just come here! You are happy, right?"

"Of course! Why wouldn't I be?"

"I don't know, babe," San started. "Seems like you really didn't care about us when you left the apartment. It kinda hurts, ya know? Being left out from your plans."

"I'm sorry, you guys haven't let me party ever since we started dating. I saw a chance...and I took it."

"Don't worry," It's Mingi's turn to speak through the phone now. "You can party whenever you want. As long as you have at least two of us with you at all times. Got it?"

You hum in agreement. "Alright, you all win."

"But we do have to talk about your punishment."

"Punishment?"

Wooyoung giggles as he kissed your cheek. "You thought you weren't getting any punishment? Honey, you disobeyed us by going out when we strictly told you not too."

"Plus, you guys should all see what's she's wearing," San hums as he rubs your waist with his hand beneath the cardigan. "A very...interesting choice indeed."

"Oh my, is it really that bad?" Seonghwa asked.

"A bit too tight in my opinion," Wooyoung shrugged. "But don't worry! We have a plan to show that she's ours."

"Huh? What do you—" You can't even finish your sentence before Wooyoung kissed you hard on the mouth, making you fall backwards to San as he easily catches you, kissing your neck before he started to suck on it.

You involuntarily moaned at the feeling, placing your arms behind Wooyoung's head and playing with his hair. He hums, satisfied, before following San and started biting and kissing your neck as his hands roamed your body.

"Yah! Don't get too carried away!"

Hongjoong's voice made you all stop, gasping for air as San placed a final kiss on your mouth. "Sorry, can't help it."

"Whatever," Hongjoong sighed. "We'll talk about it later. You both stay with her at all times, alright? No wandering around on your own."

"Got it."

"Good. Bye, baby. We love you."

"Love you too."

When the call ended, San jumped to his feet and stretched, his white button up almost exploding at how tight it is. "Come on then, let's party. It has been a while since we joined a party, let alone a sorority one."

Wooyoung holds your hand as San leads the way to the door, entering it and looking around. "You thirsty?"

"Actually, yeah," You replied. Before you told him what you wanted, Wooyoung piped in with his own remark. "No alcohol, Sannie. She has morning class tomorrow and we don't want her to have a hangover."

You huffed, already knowing that now San will not bring you any alcohol. You catch Sunny's questioning glance, before she smirks as she pointed towards her neck. You blushed, rubbing your neck in embarrassment as you realized that the hickeys and bite marks are probably still there.

"Don't feel so embarrassed, babe," Wooyoung smirks as he gropes your ass, making you yelp in surprise before slapping his arm away. "Wear it proudly, you're ours anyway."

[iloveaustinelvisandmannymore]

Just fine.

Pairing: Austin butler x reader

Warning: short smut (sorry ya'll), Pregnant sex, Sweetheart Austin, Mention of miscarriages, Crying, hurt/comfort, fingering, gentle/ rough sex, Austin drinking Mc's breast milk, Oral (Fem) and masturbation.

Summary: You were on your last semester before you met your bundle of joy, and needed to fuck Austin like you needed oxygen to live but He wouldn't and you didn't know why.

"Austin, Babyy please," you begged looking at your husband with weepy eyes as he got ready for work. You hungered for the man like a lioness hungered for Zebras, Hungered like a bee for honey, you wanted his natural nectar badly, and everything your husband was doing is suddenly enticing, running his fingering though his hair? You wanted to pull his locks as he fucked you, suck on his fingers. Reading a book? You wanted to make him read out loud with no doubt a stutter as you throuted his cock, Got out the shower? You wanted to lick the water off his chest.

You being horny was understatement.

And what makes it worse was he refused to have sex with you and you didn't know why. You of course made moves like sucking a lollipop like you did his dick, wearing tight underwear so he could see your outer lips through the fabric and everything that ever turned him on, it effected him you could see but he didn't budge. He was like a pure unmoving, unforgiving stone but you will creak that stone or you simply might go crazy.

Austin would be home in a few minutes and you set your plan in action. Your back arched as best as it could when you're nine months along, your fingers rubbed the button of nerves as your other hand slide the dildo of your husband's sculpted cock the best you could, whine of Austin's name fell from your mouth, getting louder as you heard the front door and footsteps coming up the stairs. Austin opened the shared bedroom, visibly tired but that tiredness snapped away as his blue crystal eyes widen, his orbs zeroing in on the dildo sucked into your soaked cunt, your lidded eyes looking at him as you mewled, he gulped before turning around "Austin please! I need you so much." you cried out desperately making your husband pause "Austin, please.." you begged, Austin took a deep breath in and turned to you, a battle raging away in his mind, he gave in and took off his white shirt, crawling on to the bed. His eyes darken as his breathing because faster "Let me." he muttered as he pulled the colorful dildo out and replaces it with two of his fingers, he moved your hand away from your clit, he laid on his stomach, his lips so closer to the bud, his fingers moved as he sucked your clit into his mouth, tongue swirling around while he sucked hard, his fingers curved at the spot that made your eyes roll back, his tongue licks between your folds to your clit all the while his eyes met yours, intense lust drowned in those sapphires. It was too overwhelming, you moaned loudly as your head throwback on the pillow as you cum on his face and hand, pants left you as the high washed out over you, fuck it had been too long, but it was not enough to satisfy you "Austin?" you questioned hurriedly as he began to get off the bed "Yeah?" he replied looking everywhere but you "What's wrong? Why won't you fuck me?" you sat up, wishing he'd look at you " I-" he started but paused, gulping he started again "I'm scared, what if we lost this one too?" his voice creaked at the end, his tear-filled orbs finally looked back at you, a look of pure sadness and fear laced his face, and fighting hard to hold back his tears.

Suddenly it made sense to you. You had hard times getting pregnant though you and he went at it, like animals in heat and rut, you had got pregnant three times before this, and losing the babies was hard on you and even harder on him, he always believed it was his fault somehow "Oh baby" you cooed softly, scooting to him and holding his cheeks "We okay, we're doing everything right. We won't lose the baby, they are as strong as their daddy" you wiped the stray tears, looking and smiling at him like he holds the moon and stars "You think so?" he asked hopelessly "I do." you whispered, pulling him into a loving kiss.

The kiss became quickly heated, your lips massage his, and your back hit the bed as you helped him take off his clothes, his ring-covered fingers lined his cock to your weeping cunt, whimpering to feel him so deeply. His lips met yours once again before sliding into you slowly, every inch rubbing your walls just right, you both moaned as he began to move, hips moving like that of a pro dancer, rolling them sharply as his hot tongue encircled your aching stiff nipple. His lips latched onto it at last, milk filling his mouth, overstimulating his tastes buds, his thrusted sped up as he which to your other breast doing the same treatment "M-More!" you begged, his lidded eyes locked with your watery ones before pounding into your pussy and his fingers toyed with your clitoris roughly.

Each and every thrust felt better than the last, your eyes widen as he pushed your legs to your enlarged belly, forcing you into a mating press position "Fuck!" you screamed, the new angle triggering your climax, Austin let go of your tit and moaned, your pussy clenching around, trigger his own, his cum painted your wall with a cream thick white. Pulling out carefully and he collapsed beside you "Fuck," he muttered "I missed that." he sighed content, pulling you close to him, and placing a kiss on your forehead.

A few months later, you gave birth to a healthy baby girl. You finally got what you wished for more than anything. You couldn't wait to see what the future held for your family.

[emikau1itz]

ill take care of you

summary You go clubbing alongside Tom, your boyfriend. You end up drinking a bit too much alcohol…

Contains: Fluff, mentions of alcohol.

Im sorry if there is grammar/ spelling mistakes !!

You walk over to the bartender, you are very very drunk. "Can I get....uhhhhh..." You said slurring your words. Tom saw her and ran up to the bartender to stop her.

"I think were done drinking for tonight, thank you." He says in a thick German accent before handing some cash for the bartender, He grabbed your hand tightly and started walking you out of the bar. " But babyy..." She says in a whiney tone as he basically drags her to the car. "Shh... We're going home, Meine Liebe." Tom says in a soft tone while putting me in the passengers seat and buckling my seatbelt for me. He starts driving back to our place, One hand on my thigh. As we pull into the gated driveway. He quickly gets out of the car, picking you up and carrying you inside.

"Let's put on something comfy and sleep, okay schatz?" He carries you up to your shared bedroom, he places you down onto the bed. He goes into his walk-in closet and grabs a pair of boxers and one of his tshirts for you to wear. "Here baby, stand up ill help you." He says in a soft tone, his German accent peeking through. You weakly nod your head while lifting your arms up. He unzips your dress before putting his shirt and boxers on you.

"Ich werde mich umziehen, ok Baby?" You nod while sitting on the bed, a couple minutes later you run to the bathroom about to throw up. Tom hears you and runs into the bathroom to see you crouching over the toilet, about to throw up. He crouches below you and holds your hair into a makeshift ponytail while rubbing you back with his free hand.

"It's okay, it's okay Meine Liebe." After a couple of minutes you started feeling better, both of you stood up. He placed a kiss on your forehead. "can we sleep now baby?" you asked in a very tired tone. He nodded and led you to bed, he got into the covers first. He pulled you onto his chest so that your head was resting on it. He ran his fingers through your hair, helping you to relax. "Goodnight schatz" Tom said before kissing your lips gently. You were basically asleep by the time he says this he smiles.

"Ich liebe dich" He whispers before falling asleep with you in his arms.

Thank you for reading, Send in requests!!

[missamyrisa2]

You're TOO good at writing tickle teases- Especially about the buttons on the mounds and royal area...- Mm, could you spoil us a bit more with them like a milking/edging session if it isn't too much?

My sweet sugarloaf it's never too much to request the loveliest of tingly teasy tickles~<3 Speaking of sugar, let's see about getting that sweeetest of nectar from you, mmm? A little milking, a little juicing, an ~extraction~ of your deepest tingliest giggledrops? Ooh you can releaxxxx I'll be gentleee ~ in fact, I'll be sooo gentle we'll just easseee out those royal giggles and that regal jellyyy so slowllyyy so you get to enjoy everyyyy sensation okayy? Mmmhmm yess this is good for you, this is what you neeed~ soo lay back and mmhm yes these straps are necessary, we don't want you hurting yourself during your milking now do we? Ooh yes, this is the milking rooom and you're gonna be milked and that's that ~

Butttt let's start by getting those buttons all rosy, shall we? Mmhm ~ little liiicks and muahhhs kissiesss all around your royal chest buttons. Ooh yes, gasp it out darling ~ don't resist the lovesss ~ I'll make you feel sooo goood oh yesss yesss~ licklesss and kisses on this nippleee and on thisss oneee I'll take your button between my lips and just give it the old squeezy massage ~ mmmh ~ lovely lovely buttonsss ~ oooh? Are you already getting preheated down here? Yeahhh? Naughty naughty girl ~ getting all worked up just from some nipply kissies? Yeah? Look at thatttt~ such an eager volunteer down here~ Let's get those legs spread and strapped shall we? There isn't that better? Nowww let's seeee mmmh oooh~! Ticklish swollen button right here ooh yesss. Now we take my featherrr and we'll glide on one side of your clittty yess your cute little clittt ticklish clitt~ feather on one sideeee slow slow slowwww~ and feather on the other sideee slowwww slowyyy sloww~ tickle tickleee ticklish clitt~! There we gooo get it niceeee and bothered for me~

Nowww ~ let's try something crazzzyyy ~ lookie what I haveee~ two new mascara wandsss~ y'know, the blushy brushes and such always get all the attention but these babies can be absolutely brutal tooo ~ they just need the right tickle spot. And I see one right nowww~ see, there's these tiny soft but stiff bristles all along the tiny brush tip~ sooo what we do is put on on each side of your girly pearl and we spinnn slowllyyy~ it's like a little buffering for your pearl~ Mmmh. Yes, gigglemoans are okayyy you can gigglemoan it outtt ~ mmhm snickersnorts are good too ~ and we're not stopping noppeee ~ naughty ticklish girls get milked that's the rulessss~! Let's just keep these brushies rolling and mmmh here's a litttle kissyy tooo for your sensitive button~ awee don't you like kissies? Is it just sooo sensitive down there? Sooo ticklisssh? Even my soft lips tickle? Yeahhh? What if I tickle your royal chest buttons with my fluffy brushes now and kisssy kiss your pearl? Don't worry, it'll only be the lightest kissess, just brushing my lips back and forth, humming and cooing on your pearl while I fluff up those stiff buttons~

That's itttt~ give me allll your giggly wetnessss~ work it out babyy work it outtt~ nopeee we're not going any fasterr ~ you're a naughty thing, getting all aroused like this and we gotta milk you niiiice and slowww~ and nowww kissies for your nipplies while the blush brush caresses and twirls on that pearly pearl~ mmhm you can arch and squirm all you like ~ it's not stopping ~ ooooh unlesssss~ yeahhh? Are you gonna gigglecum? You gonna gigglecum for your Amy Amy? Mmmh? Soo close? Yeahhh? Nooo? Tickle tickle? Oooh ooh~! Oooh! Mmmh mmmh~ noooope~ nottt yetttt. Enjoy those tingliesss cutieeee ~ squirm and thrash alll you likeeee ~ my brushes will sit riiight here next to you while you come off that tingly edgeee ~ awwwe look my kissy lips are riiight by your pearl aren't they? Oooh you're so closeee if only you could arch a liiitle more you'd get those kissiessss and mayyybe gigglecum for your tickle mama? But nooo noppeee nottt yettt ~ uh uhhh ~ naughty girls don't get to gigglecum yet~ we''ll let you cool down and then milk you again and see what happens ~ how about thattt~<33

[selencgraphy]

Please Don't Leave Me Hanging

part one: it must be exhausting (always rooting for the anti-hero)

Pairing: Jake “Hangman” Seresin x Female!OC (Jessie “Dice” Rosales)

Warnings: cursing, fluff, angst, overthinking, panic attack, self deprecation, jealousy, abandonment issues

A/N: ANDD WE'RE BACK BABYY!! merry christmas to those who are celebrating today or happy holidays if you're not! reconstruction of the series begins and jessie and jake have returned :) unfortunately, part one is as sad as it was the first time. most of it stayed the same (i really liked how it came out the first time so) but it probably won't be like that for the rest of the series. again, apologies for this whole fiasco but i hope you stick with me again :)

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“What the fuck, man,” Coyote sighed as he sunk two more in a pocket. “You got a rabbit’s foot on you or something?”

Lining up another shot, he looked up at his friend with a smirk. “Who needs a rabbit’s foot,” he started, pausing as he took the shot and sank it perfectly without even looking. “When you’ve got pure skill?”

Straightening up, his gaze somehow immediately found her among the crowd, his eyebrows raising in surprise. Making her way towards the back, the other pilots looked at each other anxiously as Hangman set his cue down to meet her halfway. Her eyes skimmed over his name tag before she spoke. “Seresin.”

“Rosales,” he retorted after doing the same. The tension that filled the bar spread to each person in their presence, causing an atmosphere of aching nerves. All of the other pilots knew how much of an asshole he was to everyone he met, some having just experienced it mere minutes ago. So as he stared down the newest edition of their special detachment back to Top Gun, their breaths wavered in anticipation. Jessie was the first to break, unable to hold back the smile she always displayed in his presence. As soon as the corners of her mouth turned upward, he, too, grinned before quickly pulling her into a hug. “That was not what I was expecting, at all,” one of them whispered, causing her to laugh.

When he let her go, he held her shoulders and leveled with her. “Why the hell didn’t you tell me you got called back here too?”

“You know me, Jake. Always one for surprises,” she said with the grin on her face growing bigger. “She called him by his first name, no one ever calls him by his first name,” another one of the other pilots whispered amongst themselves.

Once again, he pulled her into a tight embrace. Over his shoulder she could see her new colleagues whispering at each other, confusion and shock splashed across their expressions. “I think we broke them,” she whispered.

Letting go of her once again, Jake turned to face his colleagues. “Guys, this is Jessie Rosales. Better known by her callsign, Dice.”

It took them a beat to fully process what had happened before they introduced themselves one by one. “It’s nice to finally put some faces to the names I’ve heard of over the years. Jake has told me a lot about some of you guys.”

At her comment, he rubbed the back of his neck and sighed. “What?”

He cleared his throat and the others stood awkwardly. Oh. “Has this asshole not told you guys about me?”

In the same order that they introduced themselves, they all shook their heads. Suddenly, her fist came into contact with one of his shoulders, causing him to groan out in pain. “Oww,” he groaned.

“Oh I love her already,” Phoenix chuckled.

“No no no, you two don’t get to be friends,” wagging his finger and pulling her away towards the bar.

“I’ll talk to you later, girl,” Phoenix shouted.

Jake yelled back over his shoulder. “No you won’t!”

She laughed at his apprehension. “Why,” she whined. “She seems cool.”

“She’ll ask for blackmail material and knowing you,” he started as they leaned against the edge of the bartop. “You’ll give it to her in a heartbeat.”

Her hand went to her chest as she gasped in feigned offense. “How dare you think so low of me?”

He let out a small chuckle before Penny came up and asked for their order. From afar, the other pilots observed in awe. It wasn’t until a familiar bell rang from the bar did he finally separate from her. As she watched him drag a customer out the back, she noticed Rooster at the piano with Phoenix, Bob, Payback, and Fanboy surrounding him. When the realization of what song he was playing kicked in, she made her way towards the piano to join them and sing along.

You shake my nerves and you rattle my brain

Too much love drives a man insane

You broke my will

But what a thrill

Goodness gracious, great balls of fire!

Jake followed behind Coyote as they re-entered the bar to find everyone singing along while Rooster played. After rolling his eyes at his co-worker’s showboating, he searched the crowd, only for him to find her standing in front of the piano singing along with everything she had. It always annoyed him when Rooster did something like this, but he could care less about his stupid rivalry right now. Coyote asked him something but none of the words registered in his head. “Huh?”

“How long have you known her?”

“Mmm, about 20-ish years? We met in high school.”

Coyote’s eyes widened in shock. “High school?”

He laughed at his friend’s confusion. “Yeah, high school.”

“Have you told her?”

“What?”

Coyote repeated his question, enunciating each word as if saying the same sentence would clear things up, but Jake still looked at him in confusion.“Told her what?”

“C’mon man. Ever since she got here, it’s like you’re a whole different person and you’ve got this look in your eyes whenever you look at her.”

“There’s no look,” he quickly defended. “We’ve been best friends since high school and I just- I haven’t seen her in a while.”

“Mhm,” his friend hummed, not quite believing what Jake was saying. “Whatever you say, man.” When Coyote left to get himself another drink, he gazed back over to the piano, finding her in the same place she had been a minute ago. A smile crept up on his face as he watched, his cheeks burning but that didn't matter.

—

Everyone filled the seats at the fromt of the hangar, a small podium placed front and center. As Admiral Bates introduced their instructor, everyone turned backwards to see who it was. Now fashioning a flight suit like everyone else, the man that had been thrown overboard at the Hard Deck last night walked down the middle of the seats. “I give you Captain Pete Mitchell. Call sign, Maverick.”

At the sight of him, Jake and a few others sank into their chairs, faces flushed in embarrassment from last night's shenanigans. Jessie was the only one to notice how the excitement left Rooster’s face as he walked past. When the captain came to stand at the podium, he nodded his head towards them, his gaze obviously directed more so at a few individuals, including Jake. Before they knew it, training started and people were arriving back one by one with 200 pushups on their to-do lists.

“Ga-damn look at those muscles work,” she remarked as she walked past him on the tarmac towards her own plane.

Too tired from making it to 105, all he could do in response was scoff. “You’re next,” he said in his head.

The day ended with Maverick and Rooster almost running themselves into the ground. When Jake returned, he headed to the locker room where he bumped into Jessie. “Hey Jess, I’m just gonna change and we can-”

“Where’s Rooster?” That was certainly not the response he was expecting.

“Out doing his push-ups.” As he said that, she started to walk towards the door. “Hey, where’re you going?”

“To go see Rooster?” Before he could say anything else, she was already out the door. It shouldn't have been a big deal. She was just going to check on a co-worker because that’s who she was. Still, the ache in his chest persisted. Now on his own, he looked for Javy in hopes he’d be free to hang out. “Sorry man, Fitch and Trace got this thing going on and I told them I’d go. You can come too if you want?”

He shook his head. He knew the others didn't like him, so why annoy them by tagging along uninvited. “Nah it’s okay, go enjoy.”

The work day ended an hour before the bar even opened so when he arrived, the place was empty aside from Penny and her daughter, Amelia. “Bar doesn’t open til 5,” the young girl called out when the chimes on the door rang.

“Aren't you a little too young to be in a bar, kiddo?”

She shrugged and put her head back down towards her homework. From the back room, Penny came back out with a crate in her hands. “Hangman,” she greeted, a hint of surprise in her tone. It was normal for him to be one of the bar's first customers of the day, but she didn’t expect him this early. “Bar doesn't open for another hour, what can I do for you, Lieutenant?”

“Training was sh-” He turned his body to follow Penny as she walked to the bar and as he was about to curse, he glanced over to the young girl at the bar and caught himself. “Bad and everyone else is doing their own thing so uh… do you mind if I just hang around here?”

Setting down the crate, Penny turned back to face the pilot. In the quick glance she took at him, she couldn't help but notice how he fiddled with his hands and his confidence was nowhere to be seen. “Of course. Just no beer until we open.”

“Thanks Pen.” Taking a seat near Amelia, he looked over her shoulder to see what she had been working on which made him chuckle to himself. It was nice to see that the U.S. middle school curriculum hadn’t changed much. After a few minutes of skimming through the book next to her, she let out a frustrated sigh and hung her head. “Need some help kiddo?”

“English is annoying.” At the girl’s statement, he let out a breathy laugh. “It’s been a while, but I read that book when I was in middle school. What question are you tryna answer?”

From afar, Penny watched Jake help her daughter with her homework with a small smile on her face. After a few head scratches, the two high fived and Amelia picked up her pencil and started to write quickly. Ever since she had met him, Hangman acted like an arrogant asshole. His confidence created an energy that both attracted and repelled others. But the man that was sitting at the bar seemed like a completely new person. There were hints of genuineness here and there, but most of the things that came out his mouth were sarcastic comments and insults.  Maybe it was because he was talking to a 13 year old girl, maybe it was because there were no other pilots in sight. Penny didn’t really care. Glancing between the clock and them, she sighed. 5 minutes until opening and her new bartender hadn’t come yet. “Sorry Hangman, I’m gonna need you to hang out outside for a bit. I gotta take Amelia home and my newbie is a no-show so…”

As he stood up to leave, her daughter started to talk. “Hangman can take me? This place is pilot central and I’d rather not hold them all up just because you had to take me home.” Penny looked from her daughter to him, a look of hesitation on her face.

“Only if you’re okay with it. I don't have anything to do anyways.” Looking between them and the clock once again, she grabbed a napkin and pen and quickly wrote down her address and phone number. “Once you drop her off, text me so I know she made it home, capiche?”

As he took the napkin from her hand, he gave her a small salute and Amelia ran around him to give her mom a quick hug before making her way out the door. Arriving outside, he found her standing next to his car already. “How the hell did you know that was mine?”

She scoffed. “Process of elimination. This was the only other car besides my mom’s so…”

He looked around the parking lot, only finding Penny’s ‘73 Porsche and his ‘96 Charger parked in front of the bar causing him to shrug. “Alright, get in.” The car ride was pretty quiet apart from the songs that played on the radio and the hums from each of them as they followed the song. “Can we stop for some ice cream?”

He glanced over to her and then ahead towards the tiny shopping center. Why not?

As soon as he parked, she ran out of the car and into the shop. When he entered, she was already ordering, and when she finished she turned to him and asked, “Do you want anything?”

“Are you paying?” he replied with a smirk on his face.

“You’re the adult with a full-time job,” she quipped, eliciting a chuckle from him. Once he ordered, he paid and took a seat in front of Amelia. They ate in silence until she finally spoke up. “What’s your real name?”

“Jake,” he quickly replied after licking his spoon.

“Jake,” she muttered to herself, testing the name. “ You know, you’re not like what they say you’re like.”

His eyebrows furrowed in confusion, unsure of where she was going. As she spoke, she fiddled with the contents in her cup. “My mom told me about you. About how much of an asshole you can be sometimes. But having met you, I think you’re actually kinda cool. You didn’t put up that act I hear about all the time.”

“Act?” he questioned, his eyebrows raised in surprise.

“Yeah. Act,” she said after taking a bite. “I’m 13, not stupid. The question is, why?”

Why? Why did he put on this so-called act? Was it an act? Even he wasn’t completely sure. The girl in front of him pulled him from his thoughts when her chair screeched across the floor as she stood up. “Meet you in the car?” she asked as if she didn’t just send him into an existential crisis. As he slowed to a stop in front of the Benjamin home, Amelia grabbed her backpack and sprang out of his car. Upon shutting his door, she leaned her head down back through the open window. “You’re a good dude, Hangman.” At that, she turned around and headed for her front door, yelling over her shoulder. “Thanks for the ride! Don’t forget to text my mom!”

At the reminder, he grabbed his phone and typed in the number that Penny gave him earlier that day. He watched to make sure Amelia made it inside the house before giving his full attention to the phone in his hands.

Stopped by for some ice cream on the way home and just dropped her off. Be back in a few. - Hangman

He checked his phone for any other notifications but nothing came up. Today’s training was pretty brutal, maybe she just went home. That’s what he tried to tell his brain at least. It didn’t take long for him to get back to the bar. The parking spots that were empty when he had left were now all mostly filled. One parked car that caught his eye was a first-gen Ford Bronco that he was heavily acquainted with. Too focused on the Bronco, he missed the sight of another familiar car by a few inches.

As he entered, he beelined for the bar where Penny greeted and thanked him for taking her daughter home before asking for his order. “The usual?”

He gave her a quick nod and when she left to grab a beer, his eyes scanned the crowd in boredom. It didn’t take him long to find his Hawaiian shirt-wearing co-worker. He was in the far right corner of the bar, cue stick in hand as he circled the table. When he moved to reveal his opponent, his brain short circuited. Differing thoughts running wild.

She blew you off.

It’s not that big of a deal, she’s just playing pool.

She chose Rooster over you.

So? She's your best friend, not your girlfriend.

But that’s where it starts and then before you know it, you’ve lost her completely.

Calm the fuck down. Breathe, Jake. Breathe.

The sudden thud from a beer bottle allowed him to escape the thoughts that quickly overwhelmed him. It had only taken a glance, but Penny immediately noticed the paleness in his skin, blank expression, and fidgeting hands. “Hangman, are you okay?”

Her eyes glanced in the direction his head was turned and looked back at him. His breath quickened despite the pleas he yelled inside his head at his own body. “Yeah, I uh- I just need some fresh air. Thanks Pen.” At that he practically ran out the back door, leaving the beer he ordered in its place.

As soon as he made it outside, the cold air slapped him in the face but did nothing to cool him down. He took a deep breath. You can feel the wind. You can smell the ocean. You can see the sunset. You can hear the seagulls. Breathe in, breathe out. You’re okay.

“Jake?” He didn't need to turn around to know who was calling out for him. His response was choppy as he tried to relax. “I’m fine, Jess. Just go back inside. Hang out with Rooster.”

You’re not fine, dickhead. Don’t push her away.

It wasn't hard for her to notice the shakiness in his voice and how his body shook even when he had his back to her.

Despite his words, she worked her way towards him, finding herself standing directly in front of him. With everything he tried, he still couldn't control his breath, his chest rising and falling faster and faster. She moved her head in front of his face in an attempt to catch his gaze. He felt her hands on his shoulders and knew she stood in front of him but everything was blurred. All he could sense was the heavy thump of his heart, her voice slightly muffled underneath it. “Jake. Jake, look at me. Look. At. Me.”

Punctuating those last three words, her voice became clearer and he looked at her. Without saying anything, she started to take deep breaths and waited for him to copy. His breathing wavered as he tried to copy the slow pace of hers. When it evened out and she was sure he was calm enough to talk again, she asked, “What happened?”

You did. “Nothing.”

“It didn't look like nothing.”

“I said it was nothing, Jess,” his tone a bit sharper than he meant for it to be. Her face filled with worry, but she knew it wouldn't help to press too hard. “Are you sure?”

No. “Yeah. I uh- I think I’m just gonna head out. Get some uh- some sleep. You go have fun with Rooster.” Before she could say more, he was already walking around the corner towards the parking lot.

It took him forever to fall asleep. Even with the impending tick of the clock in his room closing in on 5AM, his mind raced. Eventually, his brain grew tired of the storm it brewed and let him fall asleep. The next few days blurred together with training feeling like some kind of excuse for Maverick to pick on them rather than training them. His brain went on autopilot and the asshole facade completely took over, pushing everyone away—even Jessie. She used to be by his side 24/7 but now? Everywhere he looked she was next to him with the biggest smile on her face and her cheeks flushed. He always teased Rooster for waiting for the right moment, but now here he was over 20 years later still keeping her at an arm’s length. Ironic isn’t it? 

The rivalry he had built with the other pilot made his thoughts worse. No matter what it was, everyone seemed to choose Rooster. He shouldn't be thinking like this, making it such a big deal. She was allowed to be with who she wanted to be with, but his heart took over. Logic was clouded by emotions in a snap. The rampant words that bounced off the insides of his head made him feel like he was losing control over everything. Everything except flying and so his cockiness increased tenfold. Snarky comments in the air over comms and that irritating smirk pushed everyone’s buttons. Earlier that day he had been looking at the pictures of the classes before him in the rec room and stumbled upon familiar faces. It wasn’t hard to find out more about them and what had happened all those years ago. So when they were all gathered in a conference room going over what Rooster could have done instead to survive, the words just flew out of his mouth. He knew it was harsh but maybe that’s what he wanted to be. Or maybe he didn’t. Why did I just say that?

Everyone was on their feet now pulling him and Rooster away from each other, quickly shrugging off the hands that held him back. He should've stopped. Every possible button had been pushed. But he didn’t. “He’s not cut out for this mission and you know it. You know I’m right.”

“Jake, that’s enough,” a voice asserted just to the left of Rooster. His eyes jumped the person next to the man in front of him, the cracks in his heart growing bigger by the second. The look on her face scared him beyond imagination. He had seen her get mad before but this was the look everyone else gave him. One filled with anger, disappointment, and resentment. In the time they’ve known each other, she’d never looked at him like that. This was it. The promise he made to himself all those years ago shattered as she looked at him. The mask broke for merely a second, realizing what he’d done and his feet took him away from everyone before his mouth could do any more damage. The last thing he heard before the door closed behind him was Maverick dismissing everyone for the day. He half-expected another set of footsteps to follow behind him but the silence that filled the hallway as he left the building proved him wrong.

When he got into his car, he drove with no real destination in mind and ended up at The Hard Deck. The parking lot was empty, indicating that Penny wasn’t in yet. Made sense considering the time. His phone vibrated a few times. Glancing down at the screen, there were dozens of texts and missed calls from Jessie.

What the hell were you thinking? 

Where are you? 

Jake, answer your phone.

Please, just answer.

He couldn't face her. Not now. So he kept driving, and he drove until he reached the Strand. The beach was fairly empty aside from a few joggers passing by. He’d never been down this way before, always taking the bridge to get back to the mainland. So there he found himself sitting in the sand just before the water turned it mushy, staring off into the horizon. Growing up in Texas, he had never even seen the ocean until he went to San Diego. Going to the beach was one of the first things he did.

Something about it was just so peaceful. The waves crashing, the sight of the sun setting on the horizon, the seagulls cawing, or the breeze that blew through his hair. Whatever it really was, it put the crowd of restless voices in his head at rest. But reality always had to set back in eventually. He didn’t even realize he was crying until his nose started to run, but even then, he made no effort to wipe the tears away. Instead, he curled his legs up towards his chest, rested his forehead on his knees, and closed his eyes. He was just so tired. A mix of orange and purple painted the sky as the sun set, almost mimicking the forever-occuring battle in his head. The devil on his shoulder continued to beat the angel time and time again. But no matter how hard he tried, the wall of arrogance he had built up so long ago to save himself had eaten away at the one thing he never wanted to lose. You’re a good dude, Hangman. Maybe Amelia Benjamin was wrong.

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[cloveswifey]

GAMING

Pairings: Fem/Reader X JJ Maybank

Type: fluff/Angst

Jay🫶🏻

Babyy can you come over and cuddle please I'm lonely and bored.

Sure babe, be over in a few.

Hurry I miss you.

You giggle at his clinginess and put your phone down in your bag before quickly changing into some sweats and one of JJ's sweatshirts.

You then grabbed your keys and drove your way over to his house. You had a spare key so you made your way up to his room after locking the door back behind you.

You heard yelling from his room, automatically knowing he was playing video games. That surely confused you because he said he wanted to cuddle.

When you walked in he was sitting in his chair facing the tv. You went over to him and sat in his lap.

"Hang on baby, I'm in a game." He said giving you a quick kiss before you got up and made your way over to his bed laying down on his pillows facing him.

You scrolled through instagram moving your way over to tiktok.

Eventually you got the 10% notification and you got up trying to find a charger for your phone. Suddenly you felt arms wrap around your waist turning you around. "where are you going?" JJ whines trying to keep you close to him.

"I'm just looking for a charger. My phones about to die." You reply trying to turn around to continue looking for a charger.

"Don't go on your phone come sit on my lap while I play the game." You turn around shocked and appalled that he said that.

You were also a bit upset because that's exactly what you tried to do when you first got here but then he pushed you away.

You just wriggled your way out of his grip and made your way to your car.

Suddenly you again felt arms wrap around your waist, but this time they lifted you up. Carrying you all the way back to his room.

"JJ what are you doing put me down!" You laugh whilst trying to get down.

"You we're about to leave but I wanted to cuddle." He says, sitting back down in his chair sitting you on his lap.

"Baby, I was just going to get my charger I left it in the car." You giggle grabbing his hand while it was in the controller.

"use my phone, I don't want you to leave. Even if it's for a few minutes." He cooed leaving gentle kisses all over your face.

You unlocked his phone using your fingerprint that he made you set up.

Eventually, you fell asleep cuddled up with your head laying on his chest. He wrapped his arms tighter around your waist kissing your temple.

"I love you, princess." He whispered careful not to wake you up.

[cryingatships]

SOOO ep 2 let's goooo

If you change the props then this would 100% fir as a scene from a xianxia drama. Zhang Teng is versatile with genres

The lollypop. Zhang Teng needs his sugar fix??

This is creepy. I hope ZY kept a weapon stashed under his pillow or smt

OMG?? What is this sudden assault get AWAY FROM HIM

oh it was a dream. Valid when you're rooming with a bloodied stranger you found off the streets who keeps blackmailing you.

Food comes back again. What's gonna be the role of food in their relationship? An expression of love?

(Trying) to put on clothes on your love interest, the trope makes a comeback. Is ZR already in the feels? Even if he is, ZY def isn't rn

So ZR making food is showing that he cares, but then ZY doesn't want to eat it. He doesn't want ZR's care (love?) and doesn't want to be a part of ZR world. But ZR forces ZY to eat it, power dynamics coming back again??? I'm hungry and now I want eggs for dinner ueueue

Here lemme wipe nothing off the corner of your lips. Zy's cheek mole is cuteeee tho

Oh Ai di is ~fancy~ with his fan. I need to learn gif making

THE FOOD. omg why is this show using food in so many diff ways. I'm hungry don't torture me like this, but also food is again used as a medium for power dynamics, as a weapon (but Ai di's gonna fall for that man, no?). Interesting how they keep using food in diff ways, eh

I love Ai di's aesthetic! Also the jacket wearing person who stands next to Zhang Teng. They both got ✨✨✨✨

I wanna know how Ai di's eyes are fine and he isn't coughing when he's so near the pot. Your spice tolerance can only be so good...

Ok food as a metaphor for gremlin love. I get it.

His spice tolerance is actually great

Oh you wanna tie him up so bad- Yeah, they only hate eo. No love between them, nope. But atleast let him eat -_-

ZR made him a lunchbox. eeeee cute. ZR = feed my bae. CY = Don't let my bae eat. I'm gonna ignore Ai di's gremlin behaviour, he didn't deserve this, he's just a little meow meow 🥺

protecting your food from friends, that brings up memories TwT

Kitty cat Ze Rui doing nothing and lounging around in tables all day. Oh he actually does a lot of work?? I'm surprised. Maybe all he needed was a little care and a home that he never had before :')

"As a chance to have the cake" SURE whatever way you wanna use food lmao. Now you're using it as an excuse to hide that you care

Thunder! I beet one of them fears it.

And ofc ZY does.

Oh they both have mommy issues and family related trauma. A hug, support from another person is the first step to healing, but ZY needs more than that, I think. Atleast he has someone by his side now. For how long though? I think ZY is also unsure, and he's def not ready to share his trauma with a stranger (who's also blackmailing him no less)

We're finally getting the there was only one bed trope???!! This is more like a mattress commercial

ZR upgraded from crowding ZY on a vertical surface to pushing him on a vertical surface. Mission accomplished now he can sleep in peace.

I wanna examine what exactly was going on in their heads at that moment under a microscope. ZY's eyes? The way ZR was breathing? Smt was def Happening.

"Do you know any tricks other than coercion" - same question actually. What happened to honest communication? (looks up total ep no. Oh.)

ZR's face is very :3 coded. Much mischief u.u

ALSO THE GAY SHEETS BABYY

He's having a nightmare :( ZR is trying to help him :)

Cuddling upside - he slept well, downside - he's late.

dhfjbkbl why kiss out of the blue. why not ask.

the 'baobei' was cute tho

ZY's face. Yes, what exactly is wrong with ZR? ZY pls punch that man asap

OMG I think i'm getting too good in making predictions. Alt career path?

Ye I like the girl classmate. She feels like the most normal, sane one of the three. I bet she won't tolerate any of ZR's shit if she was in ZY's place.

ZY is hot headed when he's pushed enough, ZR better watch out or he'll be punched and clawed badly O.o

Nice framing. It looks as if the carpet ZR is sitting on is a box, and the door is separating his world from ZY's. But the door's open, so ZY can step right in, he's just standing at the threshold deciding what he'll do, he's not in yet. It's his choice to enter. He stands, till ZR offers him a compromise to show that he's sorry, and then he (ZY) steps right into ZR's world. The decision was his. But he doesn't stay in ZR's carpet, ZR has to step out of that box to follow him.

"Apology? That doesn't mean I should forgive you." 👏A character who can hold a grudge.

ZY isn't taking any shits. He isn't allowing ZR to take all the power in this (not romantic, yet) relationship, he isn't allowing any positive reinforcements, 'rewards', following an action that breaks his boundaries. He knows what he's worth and what ZR owes him, despite the knife Zr's holding over his head. This is a sign that he won't tolerate any abusive behaviour from now (hopefully?). It's nice to see a character nip a cycle of abuse at the bud ah! He deserves all the applause cause honestly, the situation isn't exactly on his side but he stood up for himself and for others in the future, too.

Yeah, ZR reflect on your behaviour. A bad childhood isn't an excuse for abusive, harassing behaviour as a grown up.

Oh his phone!! I love that actually XD

This man just wants a beating what the- masochism...? There are safer, saner, consensual ways to explore it

[shipmanisms]

reposting lawrusso is so real, it should’ve been an enemies to lovers plot but the writers were pussies 🙅🏻‍♀️ literally made an edit of them like a year ago i love them LMAOOO

i can't stop and will NOT stop talking about lawrusso. Daniel and Ali we're so cute but Lawrusso was bound to be ENDGAME. If i could go back in time and write that mfing gay ass plot and make them boyfriends i would. LIKE, look at theMMMMM. the tension and the longing stares weren't scripted i just know it cuz ain't no way these hoes were str8.... oh my god im gonna shut up now cuz im rambling bUT YEAH LAWRUSSO 🔛🔝 ALSO HI ULTRONE BABYY🙏🏻

[polyphonetic]

Denaliii marvelous he, he is a babyy

He is a cat, hey how 'bout that, what could he be

He has one emerald eye

He's such a wonderful guy

He is the love of my LIFE he's Denalii

He wakes us in the morning for breakfast (he wants the crunchies, he wants the crunchies)

He wants lots of scritches on his back (he's so friendly, so friendly)

He's got so many friends who all love him (love to dote on him)

We BOW to his whim

LOVE serving him

We're all just lousy with loyalTY to Denaliii

[cakebatteronabrickwall]

The Curse is just uncomfortable scene after uncomfortable scene, i feel terrible, we're SO BACK BABYY

[smithsibsceo]

EVERY # ENDING IN 9 BABYY

NOAHHH TYSM FOR THE ASK DUDE <333

9. which do you prefer, hot coffee or cold coffee?

coffee isnt for me <33

19. imagine we're at a sleepover, would you paint my nails?

OFCCC I'LL BE PATTING THE SPACE NEXT TO ME SO AGGRESSIVELY THE BED WILL SHAKE. BE WARNED THOUGH I AM VERY BAD AT PAINTING NAILS BUT I'LL TRY MY BEST!!!!

29. how do you like your shower water?

hmmm... warm but not scalding bc then it hurts. and a nice amount of water pressure for my back :)

39. do you use lipbalm?

YES!! i have quite a few and i love them a lot but i lose them quite often :(

49. can you skip rocks?

oh boy if i could i would never stop. The power i would hold.

TYSM FOR THE ASK NOAH, HOPE U HAVE A SUPER AWESOME DAY!! ILYSM <33

[minhosimthings]

Hope you're doing well! Just a quick reminder that you are amazing and beautiful just the way you are!! Be loud and be proud bitches!!!

-🎧 anon

(ps: my parents are fighting and now we're going back home with my dad definitely going over the speed limit, almost killing us and the awkward silent car ride home since they won't communicate it out, so moral of the story is, always do your best to communicate shit out instead of forcing your child to watch this shit go down. Man I wish I just decided to stay in my apartment instead of go out, anywys love you!)

AHH MY BABY ANONNIEEE you're legit the sweetest person on earth HOW CAN YOU BE MORE ADORABLE the urge to fit you in my pocket rn

(PS: I know how that feels haha. I really wish that I can come over to you and stuff you with my chocolate pudding right now so you can stay smiling all day with that pretty smile of yours but for now....WE CAN DO THIS SHIT COME ON BE THAT BAD BITCH YOU ARE but legit the parent trauma is real chat.)

LOVE YOU TOO BABYY