#but then my dumb ass opened my mouth and tried to say ‘it almost got ya’

[floraleevee]

Accidentally scared a dude outside the gym into thinking I summoned a hawk to attack him 😭

[sturncrazy]

SECRET KINK

Chris Sturniolo x y/n (fem!)

(anyone else = green)

warnings: SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT!!NSFW 18+

this is from a request for a breeding kink soooo!! hope u enjoyyyy🫶🫶

(breeding kink…obvi, no protection, pet names, praise, lang, and light mentions of drinking at beginning)

authors note: GUYS!!! sorry it’s been a fucking MINUTE!!! schools been whopping my ass but i’m back babyyyyyy!! and to the baddie that sent in a request lemme say girl don’t apologize for being into the breeding kink stuff cause i think it’s hot too🫶💋

word count: 3,112

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“here❤️” you texted chris,

pulling your car into the driveway.

“doors open❤️ the boys are still here, dw they’ll head out in a bit”

“nw! i wanna say hi” you checked your makeup in your mirror. you and chris had been dating for almost a year and you spent a chunk of the week sleeping at each others houses. chris had been having a “boys night” with his brothers and their friend, and you could hear their voices shouting over video games as you walked in the door.

“hi boys!” you said entering the living room. you were received with a serises of enthusiastic grins, but none of them seemed able to budge from their game. you walked up to chris and gave him a kiss on top of his head.

“hi beautiful” he grinned at you briefly

“hi hon—ooh! can i have one?” you asked, glancing at the table full of beer cans.

“yeah of course! help yourself” chris said, returning his focus back to the game.

“oh man fuck you” said nate, throwing down his controller in defeat. you chuckled and snagged yourself a can out of the fridge. nate fussed around the coffee table, already bored.

“what’s this” he said, holding up a card game box.

“some shit we got as PR, but it’s a drinking game i think? don’t know, we can’t exactly post about it” chris said, momentarily glancing up from his video game. nate unwrapped it and flipped through the deck.

“damn these are crazy” he said, his eyes going wide.

“really?” matt said, clearly uninterested.

“yeah like, just straight up asks your body count or take a shot”

“ooooo how improper” you mocked. nate gave you the finger, kiddingly.

“read me one. i’ll be the judge of how fun the game actually is” the video game was becoming increasingly boring to watch

“okay, tough guy” nate said, skimming for a better card. his eyebrows raised, apparently landing on one

“what’s the craziest kink you have? drink half your drink if you don’t answer” you sucked in your lips, and raised your can to your mouth.

“oooooo” nick chimed in

“bet chris already knows that one” nate said, slapping chris on the shoulder. chris laughed, his tongue folding over the front of his top teeth forming a cocky expression.

“nuh uh, you couldn’t waterboard that shit out of me” you snorted. chris shot you a curious look.

“weird game, probably meant for horny high schoolers” you quickly tried to end the conversation and settled down on the couch next to chris, wrapping an arm around his shoulder and your fingers into his hair. he smiled up at you and gave you a kiss on the cheek, which resulted in him getting killed off in the game.

“aw shit” he muttered

“sorry babe” you chuckled

“YES! FUCK YEAH! I WIN!” nick yelled moments later, while matt chucked his remote half across the room.

“who’s playing me again?” nick asked, eager for another victory.

“not me man, i gotta get home and get some sleep” nate stretched.

“i can give you a ride” matt said, reaching for his car keys

“sweet. alright, bye brotha” nate said, pulling chris in for a half hug

“bye, y/n” he continued, tussling the top of your hair in a familial way.

“night, nate!” you laughed out as he and matt headed for the door.

“wanna get to bed soon? i’m pretty wiped out” you said turning to chris

“yeah sure thing. i just need to shower” he smiled up at you.

“let’s head downstairs” he patted your leg, urging you to stand up and took your hand, leading you to his room in the basement.

“night nick!” you shouted out

“uh huh” he half answered, clearly engulfed in another game. you followed chris and padded down the steps to the lower level. chris had claimed this floor his and had done a nice job with it, particularly since you helped. it was cozy and felt secluded. plus, the privacy of being two floors from where his brothers slept was an added bonus. you flopped onto chris’s bed and reached for the tv remote.

“cool if i take a shower now?” he asked, you nodded

“okay…better not be asleep when i get out” while chris was in the shower you snagged one of his old t shirts and tossed it on as a nightshirt. your eyelids were just growing heavy, when you heard his bathroom door pop open. chris walked out in plaid pj pants, shirtless, rubbing a towel against his damp hair. he looked effortlessly hot—enough to wake you back up. he gave you a smile

“i love seeing you in my clothes” you continued to stare dumbly at his body, you’d never get over the sight of him.

“you fallin asleep?”

“well now i’m up” you said dramatically giving him a once over, eyes wide.

“little freak” he mumbled, bending over you to give you a kiss.

“dick” you teased, shoving him playfully. he crashed down on the bed next to you. you moved your head to his bare chest. he wrapped an arm around your shoulders pulling you close, before speaking against the top of your hair

“hey speaking of you being a freak”

“oh?” you laughed shooting him a look.

“was nate right that i’d know your answer in that game?”

“well…” you struggled for words a moment too long, chris caught on and pulled back to look you in the eyes. his mouth ajar in a shocked smile

“WHAT?! WHAT IS IT?! cmon y/n you have to tell me”

“what?? no way! nope!” you shook your head vigorously

“what? that’s so not fair. why not?”

“cause…i dunno it’s embarrassing. nuh uh” you felt your face begin to flush.

“we’ve had sex like a million times. and you’re telling me THIS is embarrassing?!”

“okay well that stuff is different”

“what stuff”

“like…fantasy…y’know?”

“oh so you’ve had FANTASIES you’re hiding from me” nothing you were saying was deteriorating chris’s curiosity.

“well no not fantasies but like stuff i’d never ACTUALLY do”

“you’re killing me here please TELL ME”

“NO!” you dragged the word out and rolled into a ball away from him, laughing. chris clamored on top of you and rolled you onto your back, pinning your arms down on either side of your head forcing you to look at him

“tell me right now i swear to god” he said smiling down at you, his still wet hair brushing against his eyes. you hated to admit the way he was holding you down was already turning you on.

“you’re gonna think i’m weirddd” you whined

“no i WONT! i promise” he let go of one wrist and offered you his pinky. you locked yours with him and widened your eyes

“you SWEAR you won’t judge me”

“cross my heart hope to die”

“you’re an idiot”

“just TELL ME”

“OKAY OKAY” you pushed him off you and sat up, facing him.

“but just to be clear, i’m not saying we’d ever like do it. i’m totally happy never doing this it’s just like a weird thing—“

“ehhhh whatever enough spit it out” chris said cutting you off. you rolled your eyes at his childish behavior and took a deep breath in.

“okay fine. i guess i’ve always kinda had a breeding kink?” you winced at your own confession. chris raised an eyebrow

“i mean i’ve never done anything to act on it, but like the idea of it is just hot to me…i know it’s weird”

“so is it just the idea of like not pulling out?” his tone was impossible to read and you felt your palms begin a nervous sweat, what if this freaked him out?

“no-well i mean— that’s a part of it yeah—but not just that, y’know?” chris nodded, taking in what you’re saying.

“but you’re on birth control right? like nothing would actually…?” he raised his hand, in gesture to what he meant.

“oh no, i guess it’s sorta more a role play thing? it’s not that i actually’d wanna get pregnant, just more the idea of pretending like that—i—it’s weird i know—sorry—“

“i don’t think so” he cut you off, shaking his head. you froze slightly

“you don’t?” he gave you a small smirk

“no, i get” you felt your heart beat heavily against your chest. he studied your face for a moment, the silence in the room drowned out by the obvious tension, before he suddenly broke out of it.

“so, what are we watching?” he asked lightly, lying back with his an arm behind his head and facing the tv. you felt a small wave of disappointment at the sudden shift, but went with it.

“oh i dunno, nothing looks great” you sighed, lying back down onto chris’s chest. he mumbled a response into the top of your head, his free hand softly brushing up and down your arm. you picked back up the remote and continued to flip through the screen. you landed on an old comfort show and before you knew it the conversation seemed like ancient history. chris eventually moved his arm from yours to around your waist. you raised a leg over his. your eyes flitted down to his fingertips where he was playing with the hem of his shirt you were wearing. he mustve noticed because he began to pull the fabric up higher, exposing even more of your barely covered lower half. you looked up at him and raised an eyebrow.

“what?” he chuckled

“whatcha doing there christopher”

“nothing” he mused, watching his own hands fumble with the shirt, the occasional bump of his cold fingertips against your skin sending little jolts through your body

“y’just look so sexy like this” he mumbled

“oh yeah?” his hands now lightly grazing your bare hip bone, the angle of your body being the only thing keeping you from behind entirely exposed.

“mhm. gets me all worked up”

“how worked up” you said in a innocent tone, looking up at him with doe eyes before sliding the hand your had from his stomach to his crotch. his eyes screwed shut and he let out a small hiss as your palm reached his already stiff clothed length. you scoffed lightly.

“hard for me already, huh?” you began to rub your hand against him, adding some pressure. chris squirmed under your touch, a faint groan escaping him. he nodded.

“aww poor thing. want me to help you out?” you said in a sweetly, palming his dick harder. he nodded his head, again, vigorously. you removed your hand to spit on it and he watched you wide eyed. you bit your lip in a smile, loving getting to see his face contort in desperation as you moved your hand down the waistband of his pjs. you wrapped your grip around his hard cock, it twitched against your touch and he let out an unsteady breath. you kept your eyes on him as you began to pump your hand up and down his length, watching him let out small moans and grasp at the sheets nearby.

“oh—fuck—“ chris sighed out. throwing his head back, his eyes rolling back into the sockets. his obvious enjoyment only made you want to hear more. you began to leave wet open mouthed kisses on his chest and moved down, slowly. his stomach flexed against each kiss and he whined against your teasing. you reached his waistband and looked up at him. he lifted his hips, allowing you to discard the pjs. his throbbing cock, still slick with your spit, slapped against his stomach. you returned your hand to wrap around the base of it and brought your lips to leave a sloppy kiss on its flushed tip. he shuddered before you began to lower down, sinking his dick into your mouth. you bobbed your head up and down, a trail of spit leaving your mouth. chris’s groans and curses filled the room in harmony with your occasional gags against his length. you felt one of his large hands reach for the back of your head. you tried to prepare yourself for him to push you further down, fucking your throat as he often liked to, but we’re surprised when he yanked your hair back, pulling you off of him. you looked up at him in confusion. he smirked and reached for your waist to bring you closer to him

“can’t cum yet baby” he lifted you onto his lap, his lips brushing yours

“don’t wanna waste any of it” he rasped against your mouth

“wha—“ you tried to question, as he wrapped an arm around your waist and tossed you onto your back. he pinned you, wrists by your head, and leaned down

“you heard me” he said cockily, before beginning to kiss you. you almost managed to fight for more answers, but chris began to grind his exposed rock hard dick up against your pussy and your mind went blank.

“oh—god—“ you moaned dumbly, raising your hips higher to meet his motion. his cock began to run up and down against your slick bare folds, brushing your clit repeatedly.

“such a good girl—so wet for me” he breathed out, the tip of his dick just barely adding pressure against your throbbing entrance. you heaved and thrashed underneath him. he kept your arms pinned and savored watching you become even more desperate.

“chris—please—“

he leaned down, his lips brushing against yours, and slide his hands to lock into yours.

“you ready baby?” he rasped out, letting go of your hands. you nodded and moaned against him.

“good” he said with a kiss before beginning to slide himself deep into your core. you let out a whimper as the tip of his dick pressed up against your most sensitive spot. a groan tumbled from chris’s lips and his eyes rolled back at the feeling of your walls fully tightening around him.

“god you feel so good, baby” he mumbled, before pulling back out of you almost fully

“please—fuck me, chris—“ you almost cried out, your pussy aching for more.

“—i need it so bad”

“yeah? you need my dick, honey?” he said sweetly, smirking down at you. you whined again and nodded as he thrusted deep into you again.

“oh god—yes—“ your fingernails reached to latch themselves deep into the flesh of his shoulders as he began to find a steady slow rhythm in and out and in and out of your squelching wet core. Chris’s eyes scanned your face and body lying beneath him as he fucked into you. they landed on your stomach and he licked his lips at the sight.

“fuck—look—can see me inside you—“

sure enough, his hard length created a bulge against your stomach with each thrust deep into you. Chris lowered a hand to press against it. you bit your lip and sighed out, too overwhelmed with pleasure to speak. He nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck, groaning against your skin and bit your earlobe lightly.

“can’t wait to fuck a baby into you” he hoarsely whispered

“what—“ you half moan out, still too consumed with pleasure to think straight

“you heard me, sweetheart—gonna fill you up and stuff your little pussy—you’ll look so pretty all full of my cum”

your stomach twisted and your heart raced. you couldn’t help but let out an almost pornographic moan at chris’s words.

“you want me to give you a baby? huh, princess?”

“fuck yes—-please—“ you said, desperately. chris continues to slam into you, perfectly hitting where you needed him most. he gave you a passionate kiss before saying against your lips

“you gonna take every drop of my load, right?“

“yes chris—i promise—“

“such a good girl”

“don’t fucking stop—fuck—“

“Don’t worry, I’m gonna give your pussy all the cum it deserves” he started to pick up the pace of his even plunges into you and the sound of your skin slapping against his began to echo in the room.

“gonna get you all big and fat and pregnant. well make the prettiest baby in the world”

“oh god—feels so fucking good—“ you whimper

“you ready, baby? want my cum in you now?” chris groaned, breathlessly. you felt your walls tighten around him as the familiar knot in your stomach started to form.

“yes—-please—fuck chris fill me with your cum—“ his dick twitched inside you at your words

“you’re gonna make such a perfect mommy—you’re doing so good for me gorgeous—just keep taking me just like that—”

the knot in your stomach begins to reach its last moments

“Chris—fuck—I’m gonna cum—“ you cry out

“good girl—cum all over my cock, sweetheart—“ Chris huffed out, coaxing you to release. your hearing begins to buzz as you feel yourself come undone. Chris continues to fuck you through your high as his motions begin to get more sloppy, the clenching of your walls bringing him closer to cumming.

“Ohhh—oh shit baby—“ he began to whine

“mmm that’s it—cum in me, chris—put your baby in me” you sigh out, wrapping your arms around his neck as you start to regain your senses

“ohh—nggh—i’m cumming—fuck, baby—-here it comes—“ chris pants as he roughly thrusts into you, his thighs and upper arms shaking slightly.

“OHHHH—“ his brow furrows as his release takes over. he lets out a loud moan as he haults, his cock buried all the way inside you. he shoots hot, thick, strands of his cum deep inside your walls, and then collapses against your body. the two of you try to regain your breath. chris lifts himself back up to look down at you and gives you a kiss, still buried inside you. you smile against his lips.

“how was that” he breathed out

“fucking perfect” you giggled

“yeah? i think so too” he chuckled, giving you a peck before lifting himself higher off you to pull out of you. he removed himself, gently trying to be aware of your sensitivity. you whined at the loss a little. he sits back and stares between your legs where your entrances still pulsates slightly, his cum leaking out. his jaw went slack

“what?” you giggled again, feeling a little embarrassed

“i could get used to seeing that” he said, not pulling his eyes away

“chrissss” you whine, attempting to shut your legs. he stops you with his arms

“nuh uh” he says before taking two of his fingers up to collect his cum and shoving them back inside you. you let out a sharp moan at the sudden feeling. he leans back over you with a smirk

“can’t waste any” he said, giving you yet another kiss

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HEHE

hope u guys like this one

ITS GOOD TO BE BACK!!!!

💋

[sugurizz]

(SMUT/NSFW +18 Minors DNI!)

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐 𝐭𝐨 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐨𝐲! 𝐘𝐮𝐮𝐭𝐚

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ── Sooo I originally uploaded this on my BBY boy’s birthday to celebrate it because he means the WORLD to me bro frrr. But it accidentally got deleted and I only found out about it after a month or sth sooo yeah…poop happens. Anyways enjoy my naugthy boii smut tysm ✨

Lover boy Yuuta who couldn’t forget you after your little escapade together. You were both on vacation and only had a few days left before you had to say your goodbyes and go back to your respective cities.

He gave you the warmest hug the day you two parted ways. His cute straw hat and the fluttering pink on his cheeks had you missing him already.

‘See you soon,’ His much bigger hand held yours. long fingers locking with your smaller ones. ‘Talk to me when you get home.’

You felt frustrated. Having to leave Yuu just a few days after meeting him…

He had the biggest warmest heart and the thickest cock to match, ate your ass like a god till you almost ripped his bedsheets and muttered the sweetest words when he cuddled you on the late summer nights..

‘come visit me soon. I’ll be missing you too…’ You planted a peck on the tip of his nose and smiled, eyes still lustfully glued to his dark ones.

Lover boy Yuuta who kept in close touch with you ever since then. He got more lovesick by the day and hornier by the night. Calling you more often and loosening you up mid convo. Asking you what you’re wearing, the fabric and color of your underwear. Teasing you about the nights he made you cum in tears, reminiding you of how much you whined and moaned, clawed at his back muscles and squirted on his stomach. The sound of his voice talking you into touching yourself, making you crave him more as he does the same. Your whines of dissatisfaction at his absence merge with his deep groans and hearty giggles.

‘Come on sweets…nghh don’t leave me hanging here…cum with me, sweetheart’ He strokes himself faster, making your shaky hands rub your heat.

‘Yuuta…need you so much, my pussy wants you so bad’

‘We’ll be together soon, promise you babe’

He cums and groans low, cursing at how bad he wishes it was your pussy lips squeezing him instead of his own hand.

Lover boy Yuuta who got so embarassed about the idea of sending you nude pictures of him. Not only is he self conscious about how big his cock is but he still wants his girlfriend to see him all soft and vulnerable for her.

You received a pic from him late at night. White towel wrapped around his waist, barely covering past his V-line. He took the pic with a cheeky smirk, big doe eyes shiny and his hair a slightly moist from the shower he just took.

Lover boy Yuuta who’s finally arrived at your homecity, waiting impatiently . You noticed him in his grey sweatpants, waving at you and holding his arms wide open for you to finally fall into. He pulled you in the tightest hug and squeezed your body closer to his, gently stroking your hair.

Lover boy Yuuta who’s been horny for days. His balls all tight and heavy, waiting to be milked dry inside your pretty pussy. He tried to be a sweetheart and give it some time before fucks you dumb, but you couldn’t help waiting and pulled him into your room, dropping to your knees in front of him and pulling his sweatpants lower.

Lover boy Yuuta who’s fuzzy and flustered, he makes sure that he’s not pressuring you into anything like the sweetheart he is, but your eyes bubbling with hearts and your glossy lips planting the wettest kisses on his cock soon shut him up.

‘Oh babe, you feel so good..’

He ruffles your hair and buries your face into his crotch. ‘Do something to me, my balls are so heavy for you, princess.’

Your nose digs into his trimmed pubes. He smells so good and feels so big in your little mouth. Your throat struggles to make space for him but you still take him in. Your teary eyes glance up at him, giving him a lovedrunk stare, fondling his balls softly in your palms.

You suck him off for hours, laying your head on his thigh and licking the sticky precum off his tip, eyes locked with his and nails gently teasing his gorgeous balls.

‘How you doing luv? feels good?’

He shivers and squeezes his thighs around your head, his length twitching and mouth half open in feverish desire.

‘D-Don’t wanna cum yet…wanna do it in your tight pussy’

‘She missed you too..come fuck her like you hate her’

He kisses you senseless, groping your ass and rubbing it back and forth on his hard-on. His moans vibrate against your lips, getting deeper and louder as does his frustration.

Lover boy Yuuta who’s fucking you stupid. His balls are bouncing up and down, bumping on your tiny asshole and making you cry in pleasure.

He keeps you still with one arm and pulls your hair back with the other, having your tits rub against his face.

He smacks your ass on repeat, his large hands leaving their imprint on your skin as you mewl for him to let you cum.

‘Mmmh gosh…fuck my brains out Yuuta!, Make me pregnant’ He holds your face and sticking his forehead to yours, staring into your eyes and lustfully hammering into your tummy.

‘F-fuck..your pussy drives me crazy…Don’t ever leave me..luv you so much, agh’

He holds your hands and props you on his lap, sloppily making out with you and pawing all over your skin. He suckles you tongue and licks your lips till they’re all puffy and soft. The blush on his cheeks never tones down, and his glistening eyes turned teary from so much arousal. His hips rutted faster, raspy moans almost supressing yours.

Lover boy Yuuta who’s covered you all over with his sticky cum; inside your pussy, your butt, your tummy, your face, spurting on your breasts and sucking your nipples till they turned sore and raw.

You skins felt so warm and sticky, gross fluids and sweat covering you both and room getting all hot and foggy from your gasps and moans. He tired you up so much you cried on his dick, begging him to give you some rest as your knees shaked senseless.

‘It’s okay sweetie, bear with me a little more…nghh missed you so much, my big cock still wants more, yeah?’

‘Mmmh Yuuta, hic…p-please wait a sec…it hurtss’

‘Shh, you’re my big girl…You’re strong enough to take me, nice and good’

He cums inside you once more, plugging your cunt with his middle finger and planting a playful kiss on your cheek.

‘Thank you, Yuuta..’ You smile at him softly. You stare at him, all amourous and melty. Tummy so full with your boyfriend’s cum and arms wrapped around him in a warm embrace.

He holds you tight and rests his head on yours.

‘You’ll thank me more tomorrow, sweet cheeks.’

[star-suh]

A New "Friendship" has Born

Kim Mingyu x Male Reader

cw: idol au, top mingyu, reader is in an idol group, size difference kink, manhandling, full nelson, fingering, strength kink, semi-public sex, cum swallowing, gaping hole, rimjob.

an: i'm struggling with titles 😭

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during the whole award show some kind of a strong sexual tension could be felt between yn and mingyu, stares between them. the groups they belong to, sitting just a few seats apart. when mingyu performed yn was stupefied seeing his huge, muscular arms and how his chest bounced every time he jumped ‘he's so tall and big.. fuck’ thought yn biting his lips to prevent a moan to come out of them.

then it was time for yn's group to perform and it didn't go unnoticed by mingyu, every time yn looked directly at the camera, mingyu got excited, seeing the sweat drops falling down his face and his little frame… so perfect to snake his arms around him and fuck him dumb, thought mingyu.

“hey.. you're performance was awesome” mingyu complimented the smaller one, “oh thank you thank you” a flustered yn responded “yours was perfect too, mingyu extended his hand “nice to meet you mingyu”, yn also extended his hand to shake mingyu's, the latter realizing that his was much bigger than yn's further increasing his desire to take him right there and wreck his ass in front of everyone, “nice to meet you too i'm yn”, making eye contact after saying that.

all of a sudden they were in the bathroom, with mingyu's fat cock drilling into yn's ass, his eyes rolling feeling the stretch caused by it while mingyu covered his mouth with his hand so no one can hear him moan “so fucking tight” murmured mingyu, “shit i can't with this.. you're so big” cried yn, tears falling down his cheeks. “already begging me to stop but i'm not even halfway in, c'mon you can handle it all” with a last thrust all his cock was now buried inside the other, balls deep “you looked so hot on stage and so sexy that my cock got hard for it… now take responsibility” mingyu groaned starting to thrust like a beast not stopping until that hole is gaping and full of his seed.

mingyu stopped his thrust when the door opened, someone had entered the bathroom so they couldn't make noise, however, yn felt the other's cock growing even more inside him. a tiny muffled moan escaped the bottom's mouth but it seems than the other person didn't hear it and left the bathroom right away. “you were gripping my dick so hard i almost came. something tells me you like the idea of being caught, right?”. yn shook his head in a no motion, but mingyu grabbed him by the legs and left the bathroom, carrying him still with his cock inside the other's ass. "what the hell are you doing, they're going to see us here?" a worried yn cried and tried to free himself from the other's grip. "that's the idea” laughed the tallest.

the next half hour mingyu fucked yn in a full nelson alterning between his cock and his fingers to insert in the already gaped hole “it's too much” moaned the small one.

“pretty little sluts like you can take this and more so stop being annoying”, growls and degrading words escape mingyu's mouth due to the pleasure that yn's hole gave him. mingyu then puts down yn on the counter and fold him to appreciate the messy masterpiece he made, yn's gaping hole clenching on nothing “look is asking for more cock” mingyu mocks spitting on it “but i'm gonna give it more than that”. yn found himself moaning feeling the intruding tongue exploring his insides and covering them with saliva. “oh my god… this is so fucking good” screamed yn, at this point he doesn't care if anyone caught them he just wants mingyu to ruin him even more.

in the next minutes mingyu's tongue and cock were abusing yn's hole, eating him out during some seconds and then resuming the fucking “the mix of your juices and my cock's taste so delicious ynnie, i can't stop sucking this perfect ass” he says slapping it right after.

“fuck i'm gonna cum where do you want it?” mentions mingyu, his thrusts getting sloppier. “inside please put it sll inside meee” begged yn “i promise i'm not gonna waste any drop” his words going straight to mingyu's meat. “woah are you that desperate for my cum?” he laughs “then take it cumwhore” with one last powerful thrust he filled yn up with his load.

yn felt so full with the big piece of meat inside him throbbing while spurting the thick cum, “yeah there you go” growled mingyu letting himself fall on top if yn trying to regain forces “that was hot.. you're so hot” the taller sighed then laughing along with yn who replied “you're hotter”...

since that day a very strong friendship was born between both idols.

[arieslost]

certified haters | ln4

summary: you and your boyfriend hate valentine’s day.

word count: 634

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© arieslost 2024. DO NOT REPOST WITHOUT PERMISSION.

if there was one thing you hated more than the stupid groundhog that could hardly ever predict the season changes properly, it was the so-called “holiday” that followed a couple weeks later: valentine’s day.

when you started dating lando, you made it perfectly clear that you refused to celebrate such a dumb, performative day. you’d expected more pushback considering how clingy and doting he was before the two of you even made anything official, but to your surprise he’d launched into a whole rant about how much he hated it too.

“i don’t need a specific day on the calendar to show you how much i love you,” he’d concluded, sitting back down on the couch and pulling you into his arms. “if you don’t know that every day of your life, then i’m doing something wrong.”

that was why, while other couples were being sappy and having breakfast in bed or something, you were more than happy to be freezing your ass off at silverstone as your boyfriend prepared to get behind the wheel of his 2024 car for the first time.

you honestly couldn’t imagine doing anything else— lando had seemed a bit hesitant when he asked you to come, like he thought you’d say no, and watching his eyes light up when you enthusiastically agreed was better than any valentine’s day gift.

you rubbed your hands up and down your arms to try and bring some heat back to your skin. lando, always so attentive, noticed immediately.

“are you cold?” he asked, and didn’t even wait for your response before he was putting his helmet down and shrugging out of his mclaren jacket. “put this on. c’mon.”

“no, lan, it’s fine—” your argument was pointless as he gently put your one arm, and then the other, into the sleeves of his jacket before zipping it up.

“can’t have my valentine freezing on me,” he could hardly get through his sentence without giggling, and it morphed into true laughter when you smacked him with an oversized sleeve. “i’m sorry, i’m sorry!”

“get out of my sight, norris.” you rolled your eyes, reaching for his helmet and shoving it into his chest.

“ready?” one of the engineers asked as he handed you a headset, and lando gave a thumbs up in return, flipping his helmet over as he walked toward the car.

“oh, wait!” you called out before he could put it on. “i almost forgot.”

he already knew what you were going to do before you did it. it was tradition; you always did this before he got in the car, no matter what. he closed his eyes and puckered his lips cutely in anticipation as you ran into his arms and kissed him.

“good luck, have fun, don’t die,” you said, smiling as he mouthed the words along with you.

it was what you had said before the first race he brought you to. you’d tried to come up with something profound, but you were so nervous that those six words came out instead. now you say them every time.

“i love you,” he pressed another kiss to your lips, and then your forehead. “i love you, i love you, i love you.”

he donned his helmet and climbed into the car as you put the headset on, stepping back so the engineers could do the final preparations on the car.

right before he drove out onto the track, he stuck his arm out of the car, formed a sign with his hand, and waved.

i love you! you knew he couldn’t turn around to look, but you signed it back.

you and lando hated valentine’s day, but the two of you were just as sappy with each other every other day of the year— why should today be any different?

note: this was fueled by my own hatred of this silly little day and i wrote this on mobile (thus the lowercase) in maybe two hours. the title ended up being more ironic than i thought it would be; i wish lando was my valentine and this got fluffier than i’d planned. hope u enjoyed!

requests are OPEN, and my inbox is always open for comments, criticism, and conversation! feel free to pop in!

reblogs are greatly appreciated <33

dividers by @/saradika !

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[eyeballpussy]

Office hours - Miguel O’Hara x Fem! Reader

Cw: mean! Miguel, fang kink, overstimulation, rough sex, slight CNC, degradation, public sex sorta, reader is fucked over a desk?, office sex

(Thank you so much for all the love of the last one,

I didn’t think anyone would see it,

Again, please request things!

Not proof read )

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You were finishing up paper work for your boss for the new deal he’d made with another company when you got a call.

“Miss. L/n? Mr. O’Hara is requesting you to his office. He says it is urgent. Please come down here.” The voice said. You paper clipped the papers together and walked up to his office.

“I was going to visit him anyway to give these to him but what does he want with me?” You thought. Just as the elevator doors opened, you could hear Mr. O’Hara yelling at someone and then sent them out of the room.

You walked past them on your way and they whispered “good luck” to you in a shaky voice. You approached the door and knocked. “Who is it?” Your boss said in a raspy voice.

“It’s y/n, sir. You asked for me?” You only heard footsteps coming towards the door when it suddenly flew open. There stood you boss, looming over you with his built figure.

“Get in” he told you, you stepped in. You watched him as he sat down In his chair looking stressed. “Are you doing alright, sir?” You asked in a sweet tone, not wanting to upset him further.

He looked even more stressed after you talked to him. You walked over to him but he turned his chair around before you could see him fully. “Mr. O’Hara what is wrong?” You walked to right in front of him.

You saw him, sitting in his chair with the biggest bulge you’ve ever seen. “O-oh” you let out. “I’ll get going, sir” you tried walking away but he grabbed your wrist and pulled you back to his lap, sitting you down on it.

His bulge was sitting right up against your pussy. You let out a whine and he rocked your hips back and forth. “Y/n, let me fuck you, I need to” he moaned into your ear.

“Fuck” you breathed out. “Yes” you told him. In an instant, he had shoved everything off of his desk and had slammed you onto it. You looked back him and he was squatting down to your pussy.

His pulled your panties clean off and threw them somewhere in the room. He licked a stripe up your cunt and stood up. Leavening you with need.

You heard him unbuckle his belt and pull his pants down. He slapped the tip of his cock against your hole. “Beg for it” he demanded.

“Wha-” you tried to say before he slammed his hand down on your ass. You let out a choked moan. “I said, beg for it” he told you again. Landing another hit onto your ass.

“Please, sir” you let out. “Oh baby, your gonna have to do better than that” he said, leaning down to your ear. “Please, sir. I can’t take it anymore. I want you, I need you” you moaned out.

Without saying anything, he slammed his dick into you and started moving. The stretch was almost unbearable. He was moving at a rough pace while watching you squirm.

“Ya like that? Is that good enough for you, slut?” He asked. His voices never cracked besides him being buried in your cunt. You gave a nod. You could feel him so deep Inside of you.

He was fucking you dumb on his cock. The only thing you could think of was his dick, hitting your cervix with every thrust. He hit your ass again. “Answer me bitch!” He yelled. “Y-yes!” You almost screamed.

He kept fucking into you until there was a knock at the door. “What do you want?” You yelled out. He stopped fucking you and put his hand over your mouth.

“Mr. O’Hara I needed to drop off the papers!” The person said back. Miguel had started to slowly thrust into you. “Give them to my secretary!” He said, anger in his voice.

You could feel your orgasm building fast. Miguel started to thrust quicker. You let out a muffed moan. “Is everything alright in there, sir?” The person sounded worried.

“Everything is fine now get out!” He yelled. “Are you sure? Miss. Y/n isn’t at her desk and-“ “GET OUT” he told him once again. The person left and Miguel started going faster than before.

You orgasm was building up so quick. “Miguel! Fuck!” You screamed. “Shit” he breathed out, “ do that again” he whispered. “Miguel..” you whimpered out.

You were so close to your orgasm it hurt. You brought a hand down to rub your clit and he slapped it away, replacing it with his own.

Your orgasm crashed down like a wave. You tightened down on Miguel and he stopped for a moment before he sat back down on his chair and slammed you down onto his cock once more.

He had both hands on your boobs as he ripped open your dress shirt and bra. He hands moved to fondle your boobs as he was still fucking up into you.

Your brain was turning into much at the overstimulation. One of Miguel’s hands had stopped squeezing your chest and was brought down to run your Clit again.

“Your so tight around me, love” he told you. His voice was almost sending you over the edge. It was so smooth and seductive.

You felt his cock twitch inside of you, signaling that he was close. “Fuck, baby” he moaned. You leaned into him and he rested his head into your neck.

He took his hand away from you chest and pulled your shirt collar off you your neck. You could feel his and your orgasm approaching. This one feeling better than the last.

He sunk his fangs into your shoulder and that sent you over the edge. You squeezed him tightly and you felt him cum inside of you. “Jesus Christ, y/n” he breathed out.

“Your buying me a new uniform, I swear to god” you told him. “Yeah yeah whatever” he brought you to the bathroom in his office and got you cleaned up.

“You should get angry more often” you told him.

[abbyromanoff]

hi my love 😘 here to request g!p WandaNat x subby puppy R. mommy and daddy put their collar and leash on you as they use your holes however they please to their own pleasure. their first time doing anal on you as the other uses your other holes. breeding kink and degration as they dumb you down so much you’re just a dumb brainless little baby that easily submits to them and lets them use you how they please as they stuff you full

Two Is Better Than One

Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x reader x Natasha Romanoff

Word count: 1843

Warnings: pet play, small breeding, dumbficfation, Nat had a dick and Wanda has a magical strap, blowjobs, anal, degrading, small praise, double penetrating, collars, leashes, daddy kink, mommy kink

No one is permitted to steal, copy, or reblog my work as their own!!

“You ready, sweetheart?” Came Wanda’s seductive tone, the slight rasp only causing more of your juices to drip down your leg. You stared up at the woman with pleading eyes, her strap prodding at your lips. When you opened your mouth to speak, you were immediately shut up by her cock, gagging noises leaving you almost instantly.

Nat watched from behind, her hard length being grasped in her hand. She stroked herself watching you two, the remembrance of her and Wanda’s conversation causing pre-cum to escape her.

Your leash attached to a pretty pink collar was tugged, the toy hitting the back of your throat as tears pooled in your eyes. The woman threw her head back, your mouth’s warmth invading her senses. You just guessed she was acting as if she could feel it, you never would’ve thought she actually could.

“Oh, fuck! Mm, Nat’s so lucky, baby, I needed to know what you felt like. This isn’t just a normal strap, no, I made it so I could feel everything. Your mouth is so warm, I can’t wait to fill this tight cunt.” Nat smirked at your shocked face, her hand going to grasp your neck from behind you.

“Come on, pup, choke on her cock. Can you not take it? Fucking pathetic, can’t do anything for your mommy.” She scoffed and took the leash out of Wanda’s hands, wrapping it around her own and tugging harder than your other wife. She was always rougher, ruining you till you can barely even move. Wanda on the other hand was sweeter, more gentle. Nat didn’t want to say it, but seeing you so close to your mommy and going to her when she was a bit harsher hurt her.

“What if the two of us fucked your mouth at the same time? Hm? Answer me, whore.” A strike was left upon your already red ass. Nat got on her knees behind you, calmly stroking your hair before gripping the locks and forcing you further down.

“You can’t even talk, can you? Your mouth just being stretched out around her, such a cute little puppy.” She chuckled dryly before motioning to Wanda as she placed her hand over your forehead, nasty thoughts immediately invading your mind. You whimpered.

“Aww, is our innocent little thing all needy for their mommy and daddy?” No answer was heard as you focused only on delivering her pleasure, trying to not let your mind give in. She let you go. You took a long breath in and out as you tried to regain yourself, hearing words of mockery being shared about you.

Before you could even focus on what was happening, you felt yourself being thrown onto a mattress, your legs spread as hands groped your body without shame. They stared down at you with love and lust, you gave them a dopey smile back.

“Oh, princess, you’re so cute! This pretty little pussy is just begging to be fucked, isn’t it?” You nodded quickly as they positioned themselves on the bed, Wanda sitting between your open legs and Nat going behind you like earlier.

“Fuck, you need to see this Nat, they’re clenching around nothing!” Her fingers teased your hole, your body reacting with squirms as Wanda held you down.

“Stop moving, mutt.” She gave you a warning glare, releasing your body when you followed her instructions.

“God, I can’t wait to feel this sweet little cunt. Nat has been bragging for years about how you wrap around her so nicely, you don’t know how badly I’ve been needing to know.” She rubbed her tip up and down your folds before Nat brought your attention back to her, squeezing around your throat causing your breathing to cut off. Your head was thrown back and Nat connected her lips with yours in a sloppy kiss.

“Get on all fours for us, puppy, we’re gonna fuck you so hard you’ll forget your own damn name.” The two grasped your hips and forced you into position. Wanda sat below you as you straddled her lap while Nat kneeled behind your body. A slap was placed on your bottom as Nat then gripped your ass, watching the way it moved at the contact.

“Daddy’s gonna use this precious hole, always so fucking tight for me.” She had never said that before, she never even mentioned wanting to fuck your ass. You thought you’d be too tight for her, she wouldn’t be able to fit.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make it fit,” Nat said, noticing your worried state. As much as she loved to hurt you, she’d never do something you didn’t want. Wanda rubbed your sides up and down, a gentle reassurance that they were both right here to take care of you.

“But, it will hurt.” The woman made you look into her eyes, leaving a small kiss on your lips. It was crazy how they could be so degrading yet so sweet at the same time.

“It will, but we’ll be right here. We’ll start off slow, we promise.” You couldn’t say no to that. You nodded and they both smiled, giving pecks to your head as a small smile made its way on your face.

You felt a cool liquid drip onto your hole, you jumped a bit at the contact. You felt the tip of Wanda’s strap slowly enter you, your walls clenching around her almost instantly. She moaned louder than ever before.

“Fuck! You’re so warm and tight,” She was cut off by a mewl leaving your lips, she couldn’t help it. “I’m sorry, honey, you just feel too good. Will you be good for me? Let me fuck you?” Your face dropped into her neck as she pulled your locks lightly, enjoying the way you whimpered quietly.

Before you could get used to the stretch, Nat’s cock prodded at your untouched hole. You felt so full. Tears pooled in your eyes, they were wiped away before they could even fall down your face. Wanda smiled at you, trying her best not to break and fuck you senseless.

“You’re so pretty when you cry, pup.” She licked the thumb covered in your tears, staring directly into your eyes as she seductively took it in her mouth.

The two had finally bottomed out inside of you after you grew used to the size, you’ve never had both of them stretching you out like this. It felt good. It hurt but it felt like heaven at the same time.

“I need to move, baby, I need to so fucking bad!” Wanda moaned out as you felt her directing you back and forth on her ass, every movement causing Nat to go deeper inside of you as well. Nat didn’t move, she let you do the work.

“Wanda, don’t help them. Let them do the work. Our little mutt wants to be fucked, they can do it themselves.” Wanda released your hips, putting her arms behind her head as she watched you cry out for help.

“Oh don’t get all whiney now, we’re giving you what you want!” She used her magic to tease your swollen clit, your mouth falling open with a loud moan when she hit a spot deep inside of you.

“Oh, darling, did we find your g-spot?” You nodded quickly before Nat tugged on your leash once more, your neck being forced onto her shoulder.

“Does that feel good? Tell us, how does it feel having mommy and daddy stretch out your tight holes?” A slap was sent to your ass in a warning when you lacked a response. You quickly fixed that, mumbling out incoherent words that they acted as though they couldn’t hear.

“What was that? Aww, Wanda, I think we dumbed down our little pet so much, they can’t even talk! So adorable, just our little toy to fuck when we get bored.” You could barely understand a word she said, only focusing on trying to repeat your words from moments ago.

“I-it feels good! So fucking good!” Another slap. This time, Wanda was the one to pull on your leash to make you face her, you could see the anger written all over her.

“What is our number one rule, sweetheart?” No swearing. Shit. The two continued their brutal pace as you were stuck between them trying your best to come up with some sort of apology.

“You fucking slut, we give you everything and you can’t even listen to a thing we say? I think we should punish them, what about you Wanda?” Nat spoke, receiving a satisfied hum in return.

“I agree, our baby needs to start paying attention to the damn rules. I say, no cumming for the rest of the night.” You knew she was just being cruel, she couldn’t care less about you swearing. You looked at her with panic in your eyes, the thought of being edged as they filled up each of your holes turning you on yet scaring you at the same time.

“No mommy, please-” Before you could finish speaking, you were interrupted by a finger to your lips.

“Shh, let us do the talking, you just keep rocking back and forth for me.” You were growing tired, they noticed it. Nat’s hands gripped your hips harshly in her hands as she guided you once more.

“God, you can’t even do anything without our help anymore, can you?” She rolled her eyes at your actions. She knew she was close, the tight feeling in her stomach proving that. She wanted to wait though, she wanted her and Wanda to fill you up at the same time.

“Shit, I’m gonna cum! Wanda, do it with me, please cum with me!” She yelled out, Wanda throwing her head back at the feeling of your walls clenching around her. She listened to Nat and let herself go, her cum being able to shoot deep inside of you due to the magic-enhanced strap.

“Yeah, fill that cunt. Can’t wait to get you all round with our pups, we’ll stuff you full of cum every day just to make sure you’re pregnant.” Nat mewled out, spurts of her release filling you to the brim.

“Daddy, too much!” Neither of them cared what you thought, they just continued to watch as their cum leaked out of your weeping holes. You begged and begged for them to let you finish, but they refused. It was your only way of learning, they’d say.

“Please! I’ve been so good! Just wanna cum for mommy and daddy.” You sobbed into Wanda’s chest as the two finally calmed down. They only shared a small laugh before sliding out of you. You thought you were done, that they’d just leave you there. But they didn’t. Instead, Wanda kneeled on one side of you while Nat did the other, their growing erections in their palms.

“Oh, doll, don’t get all nervous on us now. You were just taking us so well, I think we deserve a little reward for fucking you so well, don’t you think?”

[cultrise]

best friend!hobie who is sleeping over at your house and starts drawing little penises on your face and giggles in the dark. who sits over you as your eyes shoot open and you slap his hand away, making his eyes widen. SUGGESTIVE !

“do that again and i’m slapping your ass to another dimension” you say as you stand up, earning a smirk from hobie, who folds his arms.

“mm.. kinky” he’d say as he watched you get flustered. he loved teasing you so much.

“i didn’t mean it like that, perv” you roll your eyes as you go to the bathroom to wash the marker off your face. thank god you thought of replacing all of the permanent markers in your house with washable ones.

he leans on the door frame as he smiles at you “thas’ too bad. you got me all excited”

you smiled as you tried to supress a laugh. “you’re so dumb”

“and you’re beautiful” his eyes glinted as he admired you. “oh yeah” you say as you roll your eyes, looking back at him, cheeks heating up.

“especially when i have dicks drawn on my cheeks” you said as you wiped off your face with a towel.

hobie lets his head fall back, laughing loudly “especially then” he grins as you smile. whatever he did you couldn’t get angry at him. or at least, not for a long while. he always had the habit of flirting with you, it was natural for you two. but all of the hidden glances pav, miles & gwen exchanged when you two were near each other had you wondering if there was more to his demeanour than simple flirting.

as you pondered for a bit, you spoke “you know” you said as you stopped in the doorway next to him.

“know what, luv?” he smirked as he turned his head to you. you looked up at him with a smile.

“if you wanted to put a long, black dick on my face, you could’ve just asked”

hobie froze at your comment, eyes going wide. you definitely took him by surprise. amused at his face, you decide to return to your bed as he sharply turned around behind you. “wait.. what?!” he almost yelled.

“hm? what?” you said as you turned around, a cheeky smile on your face and a playful glint in your eyes.

“what did you mean by that?” oh he was gone. never in his life had hobie felt so confused, so embarrassed, so… flustered?

you folded your arms and cocked your head to the side “nothing. what.. you thinkin’ about something?” you smiled as he was staring at you mouth agape.

“uh.. fuck.. forget it” he said as he quickly moved towards the couch in your room and turned his back at you, putting the blanket on his figure.

you chuckled “night, hobie”

“mhm” he said back as he bit his lip, trying to arrange his thoughts. what did you mean by that? was he analysing stuff too much? must’ve been. you giggled again before hopping into bed and drifting to sleep. needless to say, hobie never drew dicks on your face again.

© cultrise | don’t steal, copy or translate my works.

[hopelesslyromanticshark]

✧˖°. THE RADIO IS TAUNTING ME - iii

content: kinda short but i made that email myself and it took years off my life- ITS LIKE NOT EVEN IMPORTANT TO THE PLOT WHY DID I SPEND ON HOUR MAKING THAT??? HELLO????

"im coming! stop- STOP KNOCKING IM ALMOST THERE YOU LITTLE SHITS!" percy cried through the door before swinging it open with a glare, being met with his four friends and girlfriend. piper and jason were still had there arms raised to knock more, smirking cheeky smiles at the boy who shood them inside. annabeth leaned up and pressed a kiss to the corner of his lips which eased his anger rather quickly as he wrapped an arm around her waist and led her into the apartment too.

"so, how exactly is leo and yn's relationship in jeopardy? did one of them get into another relationship or something?" frank asked with a roll of his eyes as he plopped down in one of the chairs. hazel sat down on the ground before his seat, shooting forwards and grabbing the popcorn bowl from the coffee table and setting it into her lap easily.

"yn wont believe that leo is single and wants to take her on a date until she hears it from him. because last time she kinda got her heartbroken," piper explained as she rooted around percy's pantry, walking back into the living room with a carton of goldfish held against her chest.

"hey, put those back-"

"you didn't put snacks out. terrible host," piper cut in, instantly, throwing a few more goldfish into her mouth. percy huffed out a breath and annabeth laughed as she leaned further into his side.

"anyways, back to leo and yn. so, i think we abandon yn and focus on leo. he'd be willing to believe that she'd say yes to a date with a little more persuasion, i think," jason spoke, shrugging his shoulders slightly at the thought. there was a pause as everyone thought it over, before they glanced around at each other.

"how, exactly, are we supposed to do that?" hazel piped up, only to be met with more silence.

"ugh, it'd be easier to just lock them inside a closet and let tight quarters do the rest!" annabeth groaned and there were murmurs of agreement.

"they are legit perfect for each other but i think they're honestly too stupid to see it. at least, now, the cataracts in there heart eyes for each other are starting to go away but still," noted frank, earning him a few laughs. then percy's phone buzzed on the coffee table, everyone's eyes being drawn to it.

"probably just my mom or leo yapping away about yn on his secret twitter account," percy rolled his eyes as he unwrapped his arm from annabeth and grabbed his phone.

"or maybe it's yn yapping away about leo on her secret twitter account," annabeth joked but her smile slipped off her face as percy stared at his phone in confusion then panic.

"shit. shit. shit," percy groaned before glaring and pointing over at jason, who was cleaning his glasses but he looked up as the attention turned to him.

"you've lost your rights to a credit card when we go out."

"huh?" the blonde boy questioned, his brows furrowing as he returned his glasses to his face. he had the vague thought that they might help him understand the other boy better.

"your dumb, drunk ass booked that stupid trip that we were talking about," percy groaned, holding the phone out of the boy before shoving it over to frank and the girls.

"just cancel it-" hazel tried.

"it was nonrefundable as of two am today," annabeth cut in as she read over the email, trying very hard not to laugh. it was actually rather funny simply because it wasn't happening to her.

"why the fuck two in the morning??? who is up that early, canceling trips???" percy hissed as he removed his head from his hands, glaring at the phone held his girlfriends hands.

"it's probably the same time you booked it, however long ago," reasoned annabeth with a shrug.

"we didn't even plan that trip out all the way. we mentioned it in passing, while drunk. why would you book that?" percy asked with a glare and jason rolled his eyes.

"look, you know i do weird things when im drunk. looks like were going to the beach, though, that's fun," jason replied, trying to ease percy into the trip.

"all of us? that could be cute, leo and yn getting together on the beach," hazel asked, nearly swooning at the romantic thought for her friends.

"no, they only booked for the four of the guys. it's like a massive upcharge if they find out you bring more people," clarified annabeth, continuing to read the email over for loopholes. she was finding none, which means there were none.

"wait wait, what about leo and yn? if it's gonna be a guys trip, it's just gonna drag out their whole thing which puts it at risk. yn is already not fully committed," piper cut in a panic, getting those two together being her main priority.

"well, distance makes the heart grow fonder, right?" jason offered with a weak smile, shrinking at the glare piper shot at him.

"if you ruin this, ill cut your tongue out."

"and what a glorious thing it would be too," percy teased before jolting as piper glared at him too.

"i'd cut yours out, too, fish face."

“in that lovely note, who’s ready to for a boys trip?” frank asked with a growing smile.

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[elllisaaa]

hello there!! 🫶🏼 first i wanna thank you so much for reading and rb my gunil fic, i appreciate the support truly 🥹

as i saw your hard thoughts are open i’ll let myself rant about yeonjun, he’s my bias from txt and ughhhhh this man, i go crazy every time i see his pretty face

one thing i LOVE about him is his confidence and how he carries himself it’s so attractive !!! i just need him to fuck me SO rough and deep in doggy style i feel his cock in my throat 😣 and i really really need him to talk cocky behind me the entire time, about how good he’s giving it to me and how no one ever has fucked me this good before, and no one else will 🤤 he’s the only one that can make me cum multiple times till i can’t think straight, and he always makes sure that i don’t forget that

oof, sorry if it’s too much, but it’s what he does to me 😭

hiii sweetie !!

thank you so much for supporting me too, and really i'm so happy to have finally found a blog about xh, and you're also feeding my gunil delulu thoughts so it's a win win 🤭 and it's definitely not too much, because i think this man have such an effect on everyone. even if he's not my bias (i'm a soobin girly), i'm still drooling over him, especially those edits with the weeknd starboy... they have me going feral fr ! thanks for the ask !

and you're definitely right, this man is overly confident and it's hella attractrive. but he has every right to be : one look at him is enough to understand why he's so cocky all the time. this man is talented, successful and so, so attractive. everywhere he goes, he has all eyes on him, including yours, and that's the only thing that really matters to him in the end.

his cockiness translates in the bedroom too, because how could he not when he knows that one word from him gets you on your knees in a matter of seconds ?

yeonjun loves to take you from behind, loves to stare at your ass and loves the way your back arch even more to let him reach deeper into you. with every thrust of his hips, the noise of skin colliding was echoing through the room. every time he got home after a show, he had spare energy to lose, and he was also so cocky, spurred by the way you were crying out his name as he pounded your tight cunt.

"that's it pretty girl, scream my name, let everyone hear how much you love it."

another moan escaped you, and yeonjun answered by a low grunt as he sped up his rhythm, fucking you more and more roughly as you let out more whimpers.

"dumb little slut, cannot think of everything beside my cock, huh ?"

he was so full of himself, borderline degrading you but it made you throb around his dick. if it was every other man, you would've been offended, but when it came out of yeonjun mouth, it was almost a compliment.

"fuck, i'm fucking you too well yeah ? that's why you can't talk anymore ?" and you sobbed at his words, tears streaming down your cheeks as you tried to hold on to something. "shh baby, i know it's so good, i know… so greedy, you already cum two times and you still want more ?"

you knew better than not answer him without his permission, so you nobbed your head as best you could in your current position and headspace. you mewled when his fingers digged into the flesh of your sides, using your body as leverage to fuck you even harder.

"that's alright, i know no one has ever fucked you like that before. i know no one could ever fuck you like that, i'm the only one that can make you feel like that."

and he's right, he's always right. he fucks you as if he exactly knew the right timing, the right pressure, the right rhythm to make you fold.

"say it. say that i'm the only one. let everyone hear how good i'm fucking you." your lack of answer earned you a harsh slap on your ass, making you moan even louder. "say it, or you're not cumming." "yes junnie ! only you make me feel like that." "good girl, now you can cum."

your orgasm washed over you as soon as you heard his order, pleasure so intense your vision blurred. your body became limp, and if it wasn't for yeonjun holding your hips up, you would've collapsed on the mattress.

"gonna give my cum to you baby, i know you want it."

you could only whine in response, unable to even shake your head yes or no. overstimulation was stinging, but it hurt so good. and yeonjun knew that, he always knew what to do. when he painted your walls white, and you were reaching your climax again, you definitely knew that yeonjun had ruined you for any other men.

[gobblinggojo]

On a Shinsou/Reader request, wondering if you could do a rivals to lovers prompt or maybe a first kiss one?

Idk just came up with some ideas, hope you feel better by now btw- 🖤🖤

No idea if it's already known or not, BUT I ADORE SHINSOU, UGH! And Shinsou with a rivals to lovers prompt AND A FIRST KISS? AHHHHHHHHHHHHH. I love this request so much omg.

And I'm feeling a little better! I'm really congested still and I have the WORSTTT I-Pad kid cough, but I'm getting better!

♡You Wanna Kiss me so Bad it Makes You Look Stupid: Hitoshi Shinsou x Reader♡ 

♡ warnings: rivals to lovers, cursing, use of the word dumb, shinsou’s a little shit♡

♡ requests are open♡

“c’mon, admit it. you wanna kiss me so bad it makes you look stupid,” his words were venom in the air; hitting me hard and making me more upset than i already was.

Hitoshi Shinsou was the one guy whom i loathed with every fiber of my being. It always got on my nerves; seeing him try to act all big and bad around the students of class A and act so nonchalant about every little thing. It annoyed me. How could someone who was obviously destined to be a hero be so goddamn annoying? And now, here he was, standing right in front of me, a shit-eating grin plastered on his beautiful face. I was wrapped up in his scarf, which he had used to bind me, upside down on a tree.

Today for class, Mr. Aizawa wanted us the train with a group of students to get a better understanding of other quirks; and lucky me, Shinsou was a part of the student group that would be training with us. The both of us never missing a chance to embarrass the other—or even trying to prove that one of us was better than the other, instantly went into a battle with one another--which resulted in my current predicament. I wanted to scream, to cry, to punch him in his stupid face. What kind of guy binds a person up and makes a comment like THAT to them? 

My face was on fire. “What the hell kind of assumption is that Shinsou?!” My words were yelled at an octave higher than my usual vocal range. I sounded embarrassed and I despised that. I was struggling against the white cloth, muscles tensing and untensing as I tried to get out of my current situation. Shinsou was dead wrong, DEAD WRONG. I have never once wanted to kiss him before in my life. Where the hell did, he get that assumption from?

“Just look at you Y/n. Look at your face--your dumb little face,” that shit-eating grin never once left Shinsou’s face as he stared into my eyes. His eyes were beautiful. A deep violet hue, enchanting all in all. Each time I looked into them they took my breath away, and that made me mad. 

“Look at you, you’re just starin’ at me, mouth wide open. Have nothing to say?” I wanted to beat his ass. “Am I that pretty, Y/n?” Shinsou tilted his head, a faux pout appearing on his face as he furrowed his brows into a worried look. Dammit he was so cute. 

A groan left my lips, the feeling of all of that blood rushing to my head was finally getting to me. “Shinsou let me down,” my words were a jumbled mess, I felt hot all over. Was I embarrassed? Flustered? I have absolutely no idea, but that and the combination of my head filling with blood was really making me dizzy. A worried look befell Shinsou’s face before he tugged on his scarf; instantly rushing over and grabbing a hold of my body as I plummeted down to the ground.

 “Did you have to make that scarf go so tight, idiot?!” I exclaimed as I finally shot up after regaining my sense of self. My eyes glared daggers right at Shinsou, wishing and praying that he would spontaneously combust right then and there. 

Shinsou stood there for a moment, staring at me--a blank look was on his face as he watched me closely, studying me. And then, a cheeky smirk slowly grew on that beautiful face of his--a smirk that could almost put the Cheshire Cat’s own to shame. “I guess you really fell for me, huh Honey?” My blood ran cold at that nickname. I wanted to throw up.

“You’re disgusting!”

“And you like me.”

“I do not!”

“Yes, you do.”

“No, I do not!”

“Let’s not lie now, Y/n.”

“I’m not lying!”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk,”

“OH! just shut up and kiss me!” As I said those words, my hands flew up to Shinsou’s face. Both were placed on his cheeks, instantly pulling him down into a very clumsily initiated kiss. Teeth knocked against teeth, noses against noses; I’m sure our lips would end up becoming bruised with how much force the kiss was initiated with. 

Moments passed as we stood there under that tree, pressing numerous different kisses against one another’s lips. Everything felt amazing--enchanting even. My first kiss, my first EVER kiss was everything and more than I had wanted it to be. After what felt like hours, we finally pulled away. Shinsou rested his forehead against mine, the mouth of us breathing harshly to catch our breaths. Soon, another smirk fell on Shinsou’s perfect face. “Told ya you wanted to kiss me,” he whispered in a hushed town. 

“Shut up, Shinsou.” 

[sweetnsour1]

11:13:01

Smutty Fluff, Bakugou x female reader, 1/4

Part of the Cute as hell Collection

"Come on, beautiful. Haven't had any time with you all week."

You moved your hands out of his reach as he grabbed for them. You stopped searching for a playlist and fixed your gaze on your driver. His eyes darted to you before shifting back to the road. He had one hand on the wheel and the other on the center console, but it looked ready to lunge at you again.

"First of all, that's your fault...you assigned yourself to that mission. Second, I'm not stupid...I know you did it cause you thought it'd take a week longer and you could skip the trip." You laughed, glancing back at your phone again. "Dumb ass plan...you somehow forgot you're good at your job."

"I am, huh?" You groaned and rolled your eyes.

"Oh my god...so what is it you're trying to get me to stroke? Your dick or your ego?" He laughed and tried to grab your hand again, while you giggled and hid them beneath your thighs.

"Didn't you fucking miss me at all, brat?"

"You were only gone a week." His hand slid in between your legs and you moaned before he could touch anything more than the fabric of your shorts. "Fuck...of course I missed you." He hummed and tugged your wrist, pulling you towards his lap.

"Missed you too, beautiful...want your hands on me."

You knew this was a bad idea, right? He was probably more tired than he was letting on. He probably needed to stay focused on the road. Although, it was the middle of the night and you hadn't seen any other cars in a while. And as annoying as he could be about it, he was great at his job. You trusted he'd never lose focus completely...or maybe him pulling his hard and swollen cock out from his black sweats was what actually convinced you to reach your hand toward him.

You licked your lips, wishing you could have a taste. You paused for a moment before pulling away from him. He frowned and opened his mouth to say something, but grinned instead when you licked your hand. You reached into his lap, rubbing the tip of him before sliding down and grabbing him at the base. He groaned and you wished he had just pulled over. You really had missed him...the way he moaned your name when you squeezed, the way he would bite his lip before he said fuck, the way his neck and cheeks and ears would flush as he got closer to cumming for you, the way he looked at you like he would give you anything...but all you wanted was him.

You realized he had been looking at you for too long. You looked up at the road to see you were at a red light. His hand gripped the steering wheel tightly. He jerked into your hand as you moved up and down. You let your thumb slide up to rub that spot he loved beneath the head of his dick. The wet sounds coming from his lap kept pace with the sharp tapping on the window. Katsuki turned to face you when you froze, your hand still wrapped around his still very hard dick.

"Y/n?" Your mouth fell open as the officer tapped his nightstick at the window again. Katsuki groaned before turning toward the sound. "Shit."

You slowly tucked him back into his sweats, folding your hands into your own lap as innocently as you could as he lowered the window. You sunk into the oversized pullover you had on. Your face had never felt so hot before in your life, but maybe if you covered it enough you could just suffocate and die?

The officer raised the visor of his helmet, revealing a glare was already fixed on his face. Shit. Shit. Shit. You covered your eyes with your hands. Fuck, this was so embarrassing. You jumped when you felt a hand on your thigh, but relaxed a bit as he rubbed his thumb against you. Your eyes went back to the officer's face as he cleared his throat and focused his glare on your leg. Your ears felt hot.

"Dynamight, I'd wonder what your wife would think about your late night drive?" Bakugou sighed deeply enough it almost sounded like a growl. His grip on your leg grew firm, but stayed gentle.

"This...is...my...wife." Your panic receded as you felt his anger. He was trying his hardest not to shout. You slid one hand down and on top of his, while the other hit the light above you so the officer could see your face. You were a little startled by how quickly the officer's face shifted to a kinder version as he recognized you.

"Ohh? Hello, Render! Didn’t realize it was you, ma’am. It’s so nice to see you again. I was on the scene of the building collapse last year. The one you worked with Deku. I was lucky enough to get his statement and he said you were an integral part of preventing further damage in the incident."

Your mouth had fallen open, and your brain eventually caught up to the new situation. "Is that right? I'm always happy to do my part. I just helped cover what Deku couldn’t."

"No need to be modest, ma'am. He regards you highly and says you've always had a good relationship." You noticed he pointedly glared at Dynamight.

"That's so kind of him to say. He’s such a sweetheart."

A huff sounded beside you. Your mouth parted in shock as Bakugou rolled his eyes like he forgot what started this in the first place. He didn't seem to care that the officer was glaring at him again.

"Um, so I'm sorry about the...the trouble, officer." He turned his gaze back to you and smiled.

"No need to apologize, ma'am. You don't have to worry about a thing." He clicked his green pen and finished writing something. You couldn't help but notice the pen's bunny like ears flapping around as he tucked it back into his pocket. He ripped a paper from the pad, passing it to Dynamight. Bakugou frowned down at the ticket now in his hands.

"Thought you said we didn't have to worry about anything."

"She doesn't. You were going ten over before you got to the light."

Thanks to @tiphandoms for spreading the brain rot that 9:35 left her with. I wouldn’t have thought to do this one without her input. 🖤

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[silas-222]

Everytime— Softwilly x fem!reader

Back to you, back to you, back to you

Back to you, back to you, back to you

I go back to you, back to you, back to you everytime

A girl with relatively short hair sat in a restaurant, a solum look on her face. Her black floor length dress decored with white pearls, the waiter coming back to her table. "Ma'am I'm afraid you're going to have to give up your table." The teenager sympathized with the older woman. Y/n nodded and placed a twenty on the table before grabbing her purse and leaving the restaurant.

I get tired of your no-shows

You get tired of my control (Yuh)

They keep telling me to let go

She got into her '55 Chrysler Windsor and drove to the shared apartment, where her boyfriend laid on the couch after 'working' for hours. His barbwire and inner forearm tattoo visible due to him wearing a muscle shirt and gym shorts. 

 She slammed the door close as he jumped and looked at her, an 'oh shit' expression covering his face as she immediately started asking him questions. 

"Nick what the fuck!? Where were you?!" She asked him as he got up from the couch. "I was here! You didn't tell me we had a date!" 

"YES I DID!"

"NO YOU FUCKING DIDNT!"

They went back and forth until she finally grabbed him by his shirt and tossed him out of the apartment. "LEAVE!" She cried as he scrambled to get up from the floor, almost making it before she slammed the door in his face. 

But I don't really let go when I say so (Yuh, yuh)

I keep giving people blank stares (Yeah)

I'm so different when you're not there (Yuh) 

It's like something out of Shakespeare

Because I'm really not here when you're not there

"Y/n get your ass up! Come on, we have to get you to do something." Her friend tried to convince her. The girl had red curly hair, her dark skin tone complimenting the black leather dress she was wearing. 

She rolled her eyes at her friend, "what's so different about Nick that you'll stay inside?" She asked only to get no response, "...whatever. I'm done." She said before walking out of the girl's apartment. 

I've tried to fight our energy

But everytime I think I'm free (Yeah)

Y/n laid in her bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking about nothing as her phone went off. Grabbing it she looked at the message from Nick. 

'New message from Nicky🤍'

Nicky🤍 

Baby I'm sorry, please forgive me..

I, in no way at all, intentionally ever wanted to make you feel that way. Seriously when I don't text you you're always the only thing on my mind. I love you so much. And I never want you to think that I'm ignoring you. Because I never do. I love talking to you. You're the only person that I love talking to. And I never want to lose you. And beside the arguing, I've never had a person treat me so good like you do and someone that respects me like you do. And I don't want to lose that. I can't lose that. Because if I ever lost you idk if I'd ever be able to be with anyone else. Because no matter what you think of yourself, you're perfect to me. Everything about you is perfect. I absolutely love everything about you.And I still can't get over the fact that I have you. I love you.

(Read 11:50 pm)

Typing...

Come over. 

Please..

Nicky🤍

Be there in fifteen. 🤍 

🤍

(Read 11:51 pm) 

You get high and call on the regular

I get weak and fall like a teenager

Why, oh why does God keep bringing me

Back to you?

Nick showed up to her apartment and knocked, the smell of weed still strong on him. Y/n opened the door, taking in his appearance, she's not dumb to the smell of weed. But when he pulled out the bouquet of  sunflowers, lilies and roses, a large smile grew on her face. 

"Hi baby." He smiled as she hugged him tightly. He picked her up and closed the door to the apartment, she kissed him softly. He walked over to the room, laying her down on the bed gently and slowly moving the kiss down to her neck. Soft moans coming out of her mouth as he grabbed the hem of her shirt and took it off. 

I get drunk, pretend that I'm over it

Self-destruct, show up like an idiot

Why, oh why does God keep bringing me

Back to you?

Nick could taste the alcohol in her mouth, not that he minded. He liked the fact that she drank, she was a funny and emotional drunk when they were together. Now he's not so sure what type of drunk she is. 

Y/n took off his shirt and looked at him before kissing him again, this time more rough than the last. His hands on her waist while her's were on his shoulders. Both of their bodies pushed against each other. Nick pulled back from the kiss and smiled at her as she smiled back, a confirmation for what was going to happen. 

I go back to you, back to you, back to you

Back to you, back to you, back to you

I go back to you, back to you, back to you everytime

Y/n stood in a room with a projector lighting up the room, it was displaying pictures and videos of Nick and her either arguing or actually being a happy couple. She started singing and dancing towards the camera as the music continued. 

The room was in a pink light, the singer wearing a black body suit along with baggy pants and a baggy zip up jacket. 

Just when I get on a new wave (Yuh)

Boy, you look at me and I slip outta my lace

They keep calling me a head-case

'Cause I can't make a good case why we can't change

Nick stood behind of y/n in that same room she was in, the two dancing as she laughed while he wore a bright smile. He pulled her close and kissed her softly. 

The color of the room was now a light purple, the two wearing matching clothes. Nick wearing a black muscle tank, black shorts with white lining, a black hat along with some white shoes. Y/n wearing a black bra, booty shorts lined with white lining, and a 'black panda' dunks. 

She wrapped her arms around his neck as they smiled at each other. Y/n singing to Nick, "I've tried to fight our energy but everytime I think I'm free.." Nick mouthing a small 'yeah' as the music continued. 

You get high and call on the regular

I get weak and fall like a teenager

Why, oh why does God keep bringing me

Back to you? (Back to you, baby)

The video switched to the 'couple' fighting again as they shoved each other. Y/n was crying as Nick shouted at her. 

"God why are you so fucking clingy!?" 

"I'm clingy because I know WHO THE FUCK YOU ARE!" Her voice raised near the end of her sentence as she sized him up. 

Puffing his chest and glaring down at her before shaking his head and shoving her onto the couch. "I'm done with your psycho ass." He grumbled only for y/n to stand on the couch and push him. "Fuck you mean you're done?!" She yelled as he turned to her. 

"I mean I'm fucking done y/n IM DONE WITH EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU." He said before walking out of the apartment. 

The door slammed as y/n growled and threw a picture at the door then broke down on the couch. 

I get drunk, pretend that I'm over it

Self-destruct, show up like an idiot

Why, oh why does God keep bringing me

Back to you?

Y/n sat on her couch, letting Nick have their old apartment as she now had a significantly bigger one. She was watching tv in a black lingerie set, her phone going off with the name 'Nick🤍'  causing her to look at it. She sighed softly and opened his messages. 

Nick🤍

Y/n 

Baby

Take me back. 

I fucked up. 

My friends say I'm boring and all I do is cry over you, let me come backZ 

 I'll be better for you. 

y/n 🩷

You've said that a lot. 

I used to believe that. 

Nick we need to stop this, going back and forth. 

You need to be happier and I'm not the cause for that.

Nick🤍

Fine. You're a bitch anyways. 

🖕🏻

😪 

y/n🩷

Okay Nick.

Read 2:40 AM

I go back to you, back to you, back to you (I go back to you)

Back to you, back to you, back to you (Back to you)

A couple years later

Nick sat at a bar for some social event with the rest of the groupchat. They were all off doing their own stuff, he drank a small white claw and watched as Issac and Yumi danced in a ridiculous manner. 

Eventually he noticed a girl sitting at a table with longer hair. It might've been the alcohol talking but he could've sworn it was y/n. 

She looked good, healthier actually. Her hair was longer yet nicely put in a messy bun, a nose piercing, long nails, her face looked fuller, lips a bit more thicker, just overall healthy. 

The guilt filled him up as she walked over, not noticing him yet. She ordered a vodka tonic and smiled sweetly at the female bartender. Looking around and eyes landing on Nick. 

I go back to you, back to you, back to you everytime

I go back to you, back to you, back to you

The two had started talking about three hours ago, they left the bar around hour one. Y/n had been talking about her growth in singing and modeling while Nick spoke of his growth with streaming and videos. 

The two were at a in-n-out, standing out greatly due to the pair wearing obvious clubbing outfits. Also their loud laughs that boomed over the other people in the restaurant.  

Letting out a small sigh Nick looked at y/n. "I like this..." he admitted. She looked at him confused before he explained further. "Us being this comfortable. Not to be rude but when's the last time me and you actually had a decent conversation like this?"

A awkward quiet covered the two "we'll at least you can still make a conversation awkward." She joked and took a sip out of her milkshake. 

She stood up and laid a twenty on the table, "well here to pay you back." She grabbed her purse and handed him back his jacket. 

Nick watched as she left, quickly following behind her "y/n!" He said before stopping her and kissing her softly.

Her hand raised to slap him before melting into the kiss, hand falling on his shoulder with the other one limply pulling him closer.

They pulled away and chuckled softly, both eyes closed still until they kissed again. 

I go back to you, back to you, back to you every time

[dessiesposts]

Make you feel my love Pt. 1

Ellie Williams x Reader

Modern AU

TW: Angst, sexual situations, cursing, alcohol abuse, drug abuse, mentions of death.

Summary: You and Ellie were best friends growing, practically attached by the hip. One day you finally become more and never look back. Your life seemed perfect until a crash turned everything around. Will you and Ellie be able to navigate this new terrain or will everything you have built crumble?

Chapter One : Lovers

WC: 1.3K

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1 hour and 15 minutes before…

‘You are so fucking unbelievable, do you know that?” 

Ellie rolled her eyes and scoffed. “Just fucking relax for one in your life y/n, you always are pulling this dumb ass shit” Your eyes widened at the ridiculous accusation. It did sting but your blood began to run hot. She always does this. She never wants to make a big deal out of her drinking. Yet, here you are at another stupid house party where she promised to stay by your side sober. 

About an hour into the party, you caught her slamming shots down with Cat. You had watched her with tears welling in your eyes. The betrayal hung thick in the air, you felt it weigh on your chest. She told you she wouldn’t do this. She promised.  Your face felt hot as Jesse and Dina stared at you with pity. You ran up to Ellie pissed, this isn’t how you wanted to spend your Saturday night. 

“Are fucking kidding me Williams” you spat with venom. Ellie stiffened for a second, she knew she was caught and completely fucked but the alcohol in her system didn’t let her care all that much. She could always fix it later. 

Ellie stared at you blankly as if she didn’t just break your trust for the 100th time. You knew that no matter how ugly it got you would still end up in the same bed. “Can I help you babe?” Ellie giggled, she could really care less at that moment. Your face contorted into anger. Your breathing began to become more shallow as you attempted to soothe yourself. It felt like you were about to explode.

 Every single emotion that you stuffed down for the sake of your relationship was dangerously rising to the surface. You were scared that if you opened your mouth you would scream. It became too much. You always tried for Ellie so why couldn’t she? “Cat’s got your tongue baby?” she mocked. You couldn’t speak, your eyes started to well up with tears as Ellie and Cat began to laugh at you. 

Too many eyes were on you. The room was too small. It felt tight. You ran out of the house pushing people out of your way running to Ellie’s car. Your hands shook as you desperately searched for the keys inside of your purse. A hand tapped your shoulder. It was fucking Ellie the last person you wanted to see. You were hysterical at this point. Tears ran down your face in fat globs. Ellie pulled you close, holding you against her chest. You tried to push her away but her grip was too tight. She leaned down and whispered “M’ sorry angel”. You knew you shouldn’t. It felt good though. That was until you smelled the alcohol on her. That’s when you remembered. You knew that when she showed you her love when she was drunk. When she was sober she was often dismissive, somewhat cold. You just wanted to feel love. You just wanted her. Maybe that’s why you asked her to get in the car. Maybe that’s why you asked her to come home. 

10 minutes before… 

The tension in the car was thick. 

“Why?” you whispered. It’s almost as if you were afraid to actually say it. Ellie’s head snapped towards you. She didn’t have an answer. She knew that there was no excuse. Ever since Joel's death she’s felt this overwhelming darkness take her. She couldn’t find her way out of it. She felt stuck. She didn’t have any hope. She was lost in herself, and she was bringing you down with her. 

“I don’t know” she looked ashamed, any previous confidence left her body with the alcohol. She picked her jeans. She was uncomfortable with the confrontation. She hated vulnerability. She felt so exposed under your gaze. 

“Ellie please, baby please. Why won’t you let me in? Let me help you” you begged. Your eyes began to water again. The love of your life looked so broken. You just wanted to hold her close. 

Something in Ellie snapped. She couldn’t. She refused. Why couldn’t you leave it alone. 

“I can’t just fucking leave it alone y/n. You’re always putting your nose in my business. For once just fuck off. You’re so pathetic just following me around all the time!” She screamed. Her eyes staring into your eyes full of tears. 

“I JUST WANT TO HELP YOU.” you cried out desperately. You were sobbing at this point. 

“I don’t need your fucking help. I’m not someone you can use as a charity case y/n!” Ellie sneered. 

“You don’t mean that.” You shook your head in complete denial. She was still drunk, she couldn’t possibly mean that. 

“I mean every single fucking word.” 

The words took the air from your lungs. You began to shake and hyperventilate. You were starting to have a panic attack. Your heart was breaking. It was too much. You could hardly notice the tree right in front of you. 

There were sirens. Ellie was in and out of consciousness. She couldn’t see you. Her head hurt. She was being swept into the darkness. 

23 hours and 48 minutes after…

The beeping woke Ellie up. Her head was pounding. She felt something sharp in her skin. Her body felt sore. Her eyes began to adjust to the light. She stood up far too fast. Her chest began to rise. The monitor began to beep faster and faster. She couldn’t find you. “Angel!” She cried out. The nurses rushed in ushering her back to bed. She began to flail and cry. She begged and cried for you. She soon passed out. 

27 hours and 17 minutes after…

When Ellie woke up again she was much more calm. 

“What happened?” she croaked, looking up at the doctor. He looked at her with so much sympathy. It made her sick. She wasn’t a small child anymore. 

“You were in an accident. Your car wrapped around a tree. You’re very lucky to be alive. You do have a broken arm, bruised ribs and a concussion but we’re looking at a full recovery.” He said in an assuring tone. Ellie nodded nervously, chewing on her lip. 

“What about the girl I was with? My girlfriend.” Ellie asked. Her nerves were eating her up. 

“She is okay, we have her in the ICU. But, she is suffering from a more severe concussion. Her head went through the windshield. She has broken ribs, along with a broken foot. She could have been worse. We’re lucky she is alive.” He said cautiously. 

Ellie felt the air leave her lungs. You were hurt. Your head went through a windshield. You’re hurt. She picked at her skin. She was spiraling. Her girl. The love of her life was hurt and she couldn’t help but feel like it was all her fault. Only the doctor’s voice managed to snap her out of it. 

“There is one more thing, It appears that Ms. l/n is suffering from memory loss. We don’t know how long it will last. We will take you to see her in hopes that it will jog her memory.” 

Ellie just nodded. She had no idea how to process it. You couldn’t forget about her right? 

2 days 6 hours and 35 minutes after…

Ellie stalled as long as she could. Jesse and Dina had stopped by to check in. They heard the news and couldn’t help but to have pity. They encouraged her to see you. They had visited you already cautiously. You didn’t recognize them but felt calm enough around them. 

So here she was standing outside your door freaking out. She finally pushed through. She saw you there struggling with the hospital remote. She couldn’t help but chuckle. At least, you still had that about you. 

“Hey Angel” 

You jumped. Your eyes widened at the stranger. You scanned her figure. She was cute. Her green eyes, auburn hair and dozens of freckles. You couldn’t help but be nervous in her presence. 

“I’m sorry, but who are you?”

[sadhours]

Sixteen months have passed. Billy is an angry kind of bitter. ‘Cause he didn’t ever really open himself up to anyone. In preparation for moments like this, where he gave himself entirely to someone and loved them more than he loved himself. Which was kind of easy for him to, since Billy didn’t even like himself. The thing is, he resisted Steve. Yeah, maybe he started it back in basketball practice. But then Steve figured it out and Billy stayed away. Wouldn’t allow them to be alone together.

Steve grew persistent. So much so that Billy couldn’t ignore it and really, he was human. The second he saw those big, down turned puppy dog eyes and floppy hair he was certainly smitten. But those words his dad liked to call him flooded his mind whenever he looked at Steve ‘cause it was like Neil knew before Billy did. He smelled the queer on Billy before he could even figure it out for himself.

He remembers it down to the fucking socks Steve wore, how it finally happened. They were argyle, ugly pink and pale yellow. Golf socks probably. Steve’s mom definitely bought them. Billy laughed at them, in his dumb room with his ugly plaid wallpaper and his baseball trophies that can’t be hard to earn in a sweat stain of a city like Hawkins. Some semblance of a truce when Steve invited him over that night. Steve offered weed that’s laughable compared to what he was used to in San Diego but he still smoked it. Tried to fucking impress him with smoke tricks but Steve could do them all too. Cheap beers went down easy and then they talked. Steve complained about his parents and Billy was just barely intoxicated enough to admit the horror movie his own home life was like. Steve seemed concerned and Billy pushed it away, felt sober when Steve touched him. He confronted him, and Steve came clean.

“The hell did you even invite me here for? Soap opera bullshit?”

“I think you like me,” Steve had blurted out, “Or at least, maybe there’s a different reason you smashed my face up.”

“What the fuck are you saying?” Billy got all aggressive which looking back, he feels ridiculous about because Steve wanted him just as much.

“There’s like this look in your eye, it’s like, at first, I don't know,” Steve had exhaled, “You scared me at first, or annoyed me at least but then you almost killed me and after that, you looked at me different. Like you felt guilty. And I wracked my brain for why. Thought it was just like, you know, normal guilt but you didn’t apologize. Or like acknowledge it, and maybe… I figured maybe it’s because you were picturing your own face when you were punching mine.”

A beat of silence. Billy had no fucking clue what to say. But Steve said, “Then I realized you felt mad about it because you’d really rather kiss me than punch me and that scares you more than anything. And like, listen, I’m not gay. But I look at you and I find myself being attracted to you and I don’t question it. Must be natural if I’m feeling it.”

Billy stared at the stars after that but when Steve reached for his hand he didn’t recoil. He let him. And then Steve went inside, and Billy followed him.

So yeah, when Steve told him he didn’t feel that way anymore, it ripped his heart out. ‘Cause the reason they even got to where they were is because Steve’s stupid, pretty mouth got ‘em there.

Billy hadn’t liked anyone like he liked Steve. Hadn’t ever gone to bed, holding himself and imaging it was someone else. He was so used to being the only one there for him. And it became where he wasn’t home ever and it wasn’t because he was trying to get away from Neil. It was because he didn’t feel like himself if Steve wasn’t in arms reach. It was because Billy felt like he couldn’t breathe if he wasn’t in Steve’s company.

Like, yeah. It wasn’t healthy. Billy allowed himself to become utterly codependent on Steve. It was only a matter of time before Steve felt suffocated. Billy was up his ass, literally and figuratively.

For the dumbest shit. Steve said he missed women. And that just doesn’t make any sense to Billy. How can you miss something you don’t even have? Well, fuck, okay… he doesn’t have Steve and he misses him. Doesn’t have his mom and misses her. Fine, okay, it makes sense but Billy’s still mad. He didn’t even accept he liked men before Steve forced it on him, but he doesn’t miss women. Just misses the way Steve would play with his hair and the way his eyes crinkled and that little dimple in his cheek.

Billy discovers Nancy Wheeler is the reason for their break up. Jonathan’s out in California and well, Steve isn’t. Steve’s here. And Nancy’s still in school. Billy hopes she isn’t like her mom. That she won’t fold to the first love telling her he wants a family. Because Steve wouldn’t shut up about a family. Told Billy he wanted like, a fuckton of kids. Which like, Billy can’t physically give him. Maybe he’s cursing biology to this day for it, that’s his own business.

So Nancy and Steve pick up where they left off. Billy avoids them like the plague, can’t even fathom seeing Steve but Heather tells him all the gritty details. But he can’t avoid Steve forever. Because Maxine needs to rent a movie, and Billy’s still her designated chauffeur while he’s living under Neil’s roof. The BMW is parked outside so Billy insists he’ll wait in his car. It goes smoothly. He doesn’t see Steve. He stares at the fucking dumb car his daddy bought for him and thinks about all the times he spent in the backseat. A seething anger takes over him and he’s cruel to Max when she climbs back inside the Camaro.

But she keeps asking. And two nights he’s staring at the car under the horrible neon lights of Family Video.

Max takes a loooong time one night. Like thirty minutes. Billy chainsmokes until he can’t take it, too impatient as he storms through the doors. And then those puppy dog eyes meet his and it’s like a fucking freight train runs through him. His heart literally breaks again as his eyes catch the glimmer of a ring on Steve’s finger. Heather hasn���t told him this. There’s no common courtesy left in him as he grabs a hold of Max’s hood and drags her out of the store. Ignores the look on Steve’s face as he manhandles his step sister out of the fluorescent lit shop. Max doesn’t say a single word on the way home.

He’s having lunch with Heather when he sees the happy couple. He manages to keep calm. Mostly for Heather’s sake. Because Billy’s seeing red, wants to turn into a little tornado of destruction and Steve’s a pathetic trailer in his path. He lights a cigarette instead, tells Heather the most embarrassing things about Steve he can think of.

And then it’s calm for a while. Billy works an excruciating amount of overtime to distract himself. His dad finally tells him he’s proud. And Billy breaks then. Gets in his car and drives the familiar roads until he’s in Loch Nora. The BMW is parked where it always is, alone. He doesn’t even knock. Flies into the house with the anger he’s been bottling up for months.

Steve’s on the couch, stands upright and panicked when the front door smacks against the wall. Looks terrified. And Billy wants to be violent, wants to punch Steve’s lights out but he doesn’t. Instead he looks at him and cries, “Why?”

He’s cried in front of Steve before. It’s not new, but they haven’t talked in so long.

“Billy,” Steve’s voice is firm, like Billy’s a fucking dog and he just has to scold him.

“No! Fuck you!” he shoves Steve, but the taller man doesn’t budge. Grabs onto Billy’s biceps. “I loved you!” Billy cries, “You made me love you!”

“Hey, hey… woah,” Steve looks so alarmed, his eyebrows knit together and fuck, he still loves him.

“Why did you do this?” Billy blubbers, punching weakly against Steve’s chest.

Steve wraps his arms around Billy, pulls him flush and he can’t fight back. He’s where he’s wanted to be this whole time, in Steve’s arms. He cries, shoving his face in Steve’s neck as the sobs wrack through his body.

“I hate you!” Billy cries and cries, clutching onto Steve. He rubs soothing circles into Billy’s back. Still knows how to calm him down. “I can’t— I can’t— Steve!” he sobs, welcoming the tight embrace. “I love you…”

“I know,” Steve comforts him, squeezing hold of Billy. It’s wrong but it helps. Just being close like this again with him. He feels whole again.

“Why?” he cries a little softer this time.

Steve sighs, pulls back but starts petting Billy’s head, “Because... the way you feel about me… it’s how I feel about Nancy.”

Billy’s heart twists, Steve might as well reached inside his chest and wrung it out himself.

“No… Steve…” Billy hiccups, wiping his nose with the sleeve of his jacket, “I… what about me?”

Steve sighs, “Listen… I do love you, still. There’s always gonna be this place in my heart for you but it’s done. I’ve moved on, Billy.”

He sniffles, looks up at the man he loves but decides he’s embarrassed himself enough. He pulls back and straightens himself out, “Yeah. No. I’m… fuck, okay. Yeah, that’s fine. I’m sorry that I couldn’t be what you wanted. But you’re right. It’s done.”

—

“Heather,” Billy laughs, reaching for her hand. “C’mere.”

She laces their fingers as she leans into him. Okay, so he never saw this coming. And yeah, he sees Steve around. Sees Nancy and her huge belly. Sure it still hurts. But he’s got Heather. He thinks that’s all he needs.

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COD HEADCANONS 2

Here's the link to the first b/c y'all loved it sm ty &lt;3

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Relationship hcs!!!

Gaz:

Undiagnosed dyslexia

Soap will say some dumb shit about it and Gaz will fire back with something like “you need autocorrect irl b/c no one can fucking understand you”

Hates winter; this is a summer boy!

Ghost told him that Soap’s Halloween party was a dress-up party, but Gaz took it as a sexy dress-up party and came in a slutty nun outfit

Ghost had to go to the bathroom because he was tearing up from trying to hold back his laughter

Can’t pull all-nighters

This bitch NEEDS 8 hours or he’s not happy

Like… he can pull them, but you unlock this secret character trait of “ultimate fucking bitch Kyle”

Got really into Overwatch and then didn’t tell anyone after it died (pre OW2), then was fucking insane at every character when OW2 came out

Soap hates his ass for this

Flexes, only character he doesn’t like is Hanzo (still upset about the scatter arrow removal)

Tinyass bladder

“I have to pee”

“WE LEFT EIGHT MINUTES AGO WHAT DO YOU MEAN?”

Really gentle with his friends, him and Soap’s bromance goes crazy like they’ll do that thing where they almost kiss and they pull back and go “WOAAAAAAH WOAHHHHHHH”

Thinks hairless cats are gross

Ghost:

The kind of guy to sit back and watch shit unfold unless the person who (is getting / is about to get) their shit rocked is someone he respects

Previously had an allergy to shellfish

Raw dogged it until the allergy literally went away

Exposure therapy, man

Knows what “L + Ratio” means and HAS used it against Soap once

Soap and Gaz lost their fuckin beans when he said it and they’ve never forgotten it

Sorta plain texter – really just like “K,” “Ok,” “Did you eat.”

Doesn’t use a lot of question marks

No question marks or really any punctuation other than a period at the end of EVERY text

Doesn’t use Apple emojis or Android, but the text version

Like :)

BUT ALWAYS ENDS THEM IN A PERIOD :).

Eventually unlearns this but ending everything like a sentence lasted for a while

He won’t say openly if he’s annoyed, but will add a little extra sharpness to his stare

Great at FPS games, chooses to not use the mic because he likes shitting on dumb mfkrs and listening to them bitch when he wins 1v1’s

Played OW for Soap and Gaz and got really fucking good at Zen, but almost always plays DPS

Learned how to build computers and finds it really relaxing

Soap and Gaz both asked for him to make them PCs and he said “no,” then did both of them in the span of one 3-week break cycle

Knows everyone’s addresses

How the fuck does he know everyone’s addresses

Definitely the guy to say a random set of numbers pretending like its someone’s IP address

“The Riley Murders” is a popular true-crime segment; literally avoids all true-crime media because of this

Not really a fan of the holidays, but he does put in the effort to be at the 141 parties and get-togethers for his team

Panic attacks for him aren’t obvious. He just stands there, holding his gaze at one spot while he clenches his jaw/fist, trying to push out the ringing in his ears

Doesn’t dress up for Halloween or does the bare minimum (antlers on top of his head, a single bowtie, etc)

Alejandro:

Uses all emojis

ESPECIALLY THE CATS

Weird about how much he likes Minions

Fucked up knee from tearing his ACL as a kid

Like his knees pop when he kneel down and shit

Bros so anti-drug he doesn’t like prescription drugs

*Bleeding out* “Tylenol? Why would I need that?”

His whole house is carpeted aside from the kitchen

No, you don’t understand. Carpeted bathrooms

Man has cold feet

Socks and indoor slippers but he’s got those luxury Ugg slippers that he wears religiously

Hates it when people chew with their mouth open

WILL MENTION IT

Plays Candy Crush

Owns an old Dell laptop, doesn’t play PC or console games

Price:

POP POP POP his joints are shit but good enough for the army ig

Tried yoga, didn’t have enough motivation to keep going, but still says he does yoga (it’s been like four years n Laswell gets on his ass about it)

“Overwatch? We’re off right now, why are we talking about this?”

“You have three guys on you? What are you talking about?”

Confused dad

Heavyweight drinker; man likes his beers

Gaz called him "dad" once and he owns it like a fucking medal

Says “back in my day” to fuck with everyone

Sings the Star Spangled Banner in the most heinously British accent he can

He only knows “Oh say can you see, by the dawns early light, oh so proud…” and then bullshits the rest

Soap:

Bisexual. No preference.

Not really a “will kiss anyone” but more of a “please let me kiss someone”

Flirts with fuckin’ anyone and everyone but the issue is that he just doesn’t stay in one place because of work, so unless he’s dating someone in the field (which is super rare), it’s mostly just flings

“Guys, let’s do the brown note endurance contest.” (Google “brown note youtube”)

Spells Spongebob like “Spunch Bob”

“I am not paid enough to do that.”

OW junkie, but likes story games a lot

Support/Tank main (Mercy and Reinhardt)

The Last Of Us fucking ended him; fav character is Joel :)

Hard of hearing in his right ear

Yells “WOT?” all the fucking time