#don't look at the hands it's 3am and I'm very tired

[hysteriak]

15 👉👈 Idk much about your ocs yet- but I do want to know about them more and your art pops pu$$ies I love them sm💕🌈✨

First of all I got to say Hrwjk thank you for the compliment, it really means a lot 💙💙 Second of all you have no idea of how much I spat out when I first read that /pos

15. An OC that's difficult to write/draw/rp I have this snail that I made a few years ago; Not only did I give him THREE pair of arms, but he's also kind of half-naked and has this weird shell on his back

[rninies]

3am ice cream dates ⟡ aventurine

synopsis maybe waking up aventurine in the middle of the night for some ice cream isn't such a bad idea after all

warnings fluff, gn!reader, modern!au, whipped aventurine like he is in love with you, groggy aventurine (you can't change my mind about groggy aventurine btw)

NOTES HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY FAVORITE BOY MWAH U DESERVE EVERYTHING <33

waking up in the middle of the night wasn't something you were very fond of, especially since you aren't able to fall back asleep immediately. to make things worse, you were on your period meaning that you are now craving for something, specifically ice cream.

unfortunately, there was no ice cream left in the fridge since you finished them all last week and you haven't been able to buy some more since you were too busy to go buy some groceries.

you bit your lip in annoyance, moving to get out of bed. aventurine stirs awake from your movements, squinting his eyes as he adjusts to the darkness of the room. "why're you up? he asks in a groggy voice.

"aven! sorry, i didn't mean to wake you up," you apologized in a hushed tone. "i just... i'm craving for something." you gave him a sheepish smile.

"you seem like you want ice cream." aventurine states, rubbing his eyes as he sits up.

you gasped. "how'd you know?! are you a psychic?"

"you always crave for ice cream when you wake up at midnight on your period, you know that right?" aventurine answers. "of course i'll know what you're craving for."

"aw, you remember these tiny details? you're so sweet," you teasingly poke his cheek to which he just smacks your hand away. "we don't have any ice cream left in the fridge though."

aventurine sighs, climbing out of bed. "then we'll just have to go buy some."

your eyes lit up. "really?! you don't mind?"

through darkness, you were able to make out aventurine nodding. you quickly stand up, kissing aventurine's cheek, and then rushed out of the bedroom door.

(aventurine was so glad that you didn't try to wait for him because you would definitely tease him for his red cheeks).

"aven, hurry! the ice cream shop will close if we don't hurry!" you called out to him. he shakes his head, a small smile displayed on his lips. he quickly grabs his hoodie (and a spare one because he knows you didn't bring one) and his wallet and heads down the stairs.

you were bouncing on your heels, catching the hoodie aventurine throws at you. "ah, thank you!"

aventurine grabs your hand and holds it, opening the door for you. walking to the nearby supermarket, you and aventurine greet the staff member (who looked really tired) and went straight for the ice cream section. you browsed through the different brands and flavors.

aventurine suddenly grabs the ice cream on the top shelf, handing it to you. "this one, right?"

"ah-! you found it!" you exclaimed happily. "thought it was out of stock, phew." you both walked to the cashier, aventurine payed for it, and then walked to a nearby park to sit down.

you hummed happily, opening the ice cream pack and took a huge spoonful out of it, "it's so delicious! want some?" you guided a spoon to aventurine's mouth, and he politely declines.

aventurine pulls you closer to him, cuddling you. "happy now?"

"mhm! thanks, aven." you said, mouth full of ice cream. "sorry you had to wake up this early. i didn't even mean to wake you up."

"it's okay," aventurine replies. "i'd rather spend time with you like this. it's relaxing."

"aw, you're such a sweetheart." you teased, and aventurine frowns.

"okay, never mind, let's go home."

"hey, wait! i was just kidding!" you exclaimed, preventing aventurine from standing up. you took another spoonful of ice cream, the remaining bits of ice cream on the spoon you smeared across aventurine's cheek, making him gasp in shock and because of the coldness of the ice cream.

"hey, what was that for?" aventurine asks. you stood up, slowly backing away from aventurine and the bench.

"nothing- HEY STOP CHASING ME! I'M HOLDING MY ICE CREAM- AAAAAH!" you yelled, as aventurine started chasing after you.

it was no use trying to run away from him though, because for some odd reason, he's a fast runner.

[gadriezmannsgirl]

I suddenly got a wave of inspiration and several fics are going to be done today (Hopefully at least two) , so first fic out!

Also I just realized that this past February 24th (Or 26th, Idk) was my first ever post in this place, so happy anniversary to this blog and to this piece!

Night Out Problems -P.G6

Summary: A night out in which you had a little too much to drink

You giggled once again at your friend's mistakes, you two were singing at the top of your lungs in the backseat of a car

"Así no va, tonta" (That's not how it goes, silly) You giggled "It's got me looking so crazy right now, your love's got me looking so crazy right now" You corrected while laughing

"She repeats it?"

"Then how else is it?"

"Isn't there something page me?" You look at her

"What?" You said after a minute of silence before you two broke in laughter

"Y/N, we're here" Your best friend's, Melissa's boyfriend, Frank says "Are you good to go or should I call-?"

"I'm good, I'm good"

"Sure?" You opened the car door and went to get out but almost met the floor "Ok, no, I need help"

"I'm calling your boy" He said getting out of the car and estabilizing you

"Pabs?" You asked excited and he hums, you heard the singing of your friend "¡Loca, bajale a la voz!" (You crazy woman, lower your voice!)

"Hermano" You soon heard another male voice greeting you by the car "Gracias por traerla" (Thanks for bringing her back)

"No worries, bro. Everything's good"

"Have a good night, text when you both get home please" Frank nods

"Have a good night guys and Y/N" He called you as you look at Frank "I'm glad you're getting your degree"

"Oh shush as if you sing any better" Both guys laughed as you watched how Frank got in the car and drove off

"Venga, c'mon Amor. Let's go inside"

"I'm not your amor, muchacho. I'm waiting for my boyfriend to come here"

"Oh yeah?" You hum nodding "Where's he?"

"Inside that" You point out your house "house"

"Bueno but let's go closer so we are not standing in the middle of the road"

"Only because I don't want to get run over by a car, my boyfriend wouldn't like that"

"I bet he wouldn't" He said shaking his head "Don't you perhaps have a key to enter?"

"You might be so good looking but I'm not entering with you here, I'll wait for my boy" The guy smiled

"Venga bebé, let's go inside, it's 3am" He tried touching you but you pushed his hands away

"No" You say "I'm going to call my boyfriend if you keep that up"

"Call him then"

"I will" You pulled your phone out only to see the call didn't go through "I don't have signal?" You look at the guy who has a smirk on his face and one of his eyebrows up "What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Nothing. Don't mind me" He crossed his arms around his chest letting you see his muscles.

But you didn't let that fool you, you had a boyfriend and you wanted your boyfriend now.

So, you narrowed your eyes looking at him

"Why are you looking at me now?"

"You know, for very weird reasons you look exactly like my boyfriend"

"Do I?" You nod

"But he doesn't have a brother. Or that's what I know. So, you are not him"

"Why I'm not him?"

"Because he has beard and you are clean shaved"

"That's because I shaved in the afternoon"

"Yeah, he knows that's my thing to do"

"Alright, amor. I'm truly tired and I have recovery session at 10am today. What do you need for me to prove I'm your boyfriend?"

"Nothing because you're not! My boyfriend is Pablo Páez, a football player mostly known by Gavi, you're not him and once he finds out you're hitting on me, he'll be so pissed at you" The guy's smirk keep growing each time "And stop making fun of me"

"You said you wanted to call your boyfriend?" You nod "Try again this time without the airplane mode on" You look at your phone to see the airplane on top of your settings

"Oh!" You looked up at him "I'll call him now" You took a few steps off the stairs and almost fell making the guy come to you "No! I'm good, I'm good. Don't need to touch what's not yours" You said and dialed your boyfriend

A few rings went by only to hear his phone ring behind you, you turn around seeing the guy with the phone in his ear

"Go ahead" He smiled widely "¿Qué querías decirme, preciosa?" (What did you wanted to tell me, pretty girl?)

"You are my boyfriend!" You smiled widely "My lord, I have such a good taste in men. You're the prettiest boy I've ever seen" You giggled coming up the stairs once again to wrap your arms around him

"You said not to touch what's not mine?"

"But you're my boyfriend, I'm yours and you're minee" You dragged the 'e' out "That's why you looked exactly like my boyfriend, because you are!" You laughed squishing his cheeks

"Yes, I am" He said in between your hands

"So prettyyyy" You said "Why don't you open the door? I wanna lay on top of you, cuddle and kiss you so bad. God, you look so comfy, how is that even possible?" Pablo laughs at you buried depp into his chest, your voice coming out muffled

"Thank god, I'm recording this, you wouldn't believe it"

"Are you recording?" He hums as you grab his hand pulling it up to your mouth "Whatup girl?-

"You need to marry this man like as soon as possible, he's the love of your life and he's so perfect, you wouldn't believe it"

You groan hearing your voice as you grab a bite of the sandwich your boyfriend made for you "Please, stop that, even thought I mean it, I was drunk as hell"

"There's no need to be embarrassed about it, amor" Pablo laughed wrapping his strong arms around you and kissing your neck, the recording still playing "You are the love of my life as well, you're the perfect girl for me and I do plan on getting down on my knee and propose, just waiting for the right time"

"I would say yes anytime"

"That's good to know" He smiled "Can I pull this audio in our wedding?"

"Definitely not"

"Oh, c'mon! Why not?"

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Taglist: @gaviymarcsbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld @http-isabela

[gallaghersgal]

okay okay, hear me out. marriage of convenience trope between carmy and uncle jimmy's daughter

hi dev bee !! thank u for the req my love <3 warnings; angst then comfort, hint of mean carm, then soft carm. very very very soft and fuzzy carm.

marriage of convenience from this trope list. part of my 1,500 follower celebration!

carmen needed unwavering financial support from your father, and you needed your family off your back about marriage. so, the two of you found yourself at the courthouse about a year ago. carmen was sweet, at the very least. he'd sent you with sugar and his credit card to thrift a vintage wedding dress, something you'd always wanted to do. he wore slacks and a navy button up with a white tie, his unruly curls hastily slicked back, one falling down in a spiral by his brow.

you kept your heart guarded to the best of your ability. sometimes it was difficult, when carmen would cook your favorite meals and maintain a level of attention to your needs that had never been met by another partner. all of that, without the romance or intimacy of your previous relationships either. it was honestly the most frustrating thing you've ever dealt with.

one night while the two of you maneuver around your one small bedroom getting ready to sleep, you mention to carmen how your parents have moved past bugging you about marriage and turned to questions about when you'd be having children. your husband frowned, wringing his hands in annoyance. "you knew that would happen when we started this," he snaps. "restaurant's in a good place, i'm paying cicero back, y-you can tell 'im we're separating."

oh. his words bite at you, a few tears welling in your eyes. "yeah, okay." you move to grab your pillow from the bed and keep your face hidden from him, not interested talking things out. you were scared if you spoke you'd say something you regretted. "i'll sleep on the couch."

carmen shakes his head, "hey, don't be like that. this has never-" he gestures between the two of you, a lost expression on his face. "don' look at me like a kicked fuckin' puppy. i'll take the couch."

that night as you lay in the king size bed your father had bought, you realize for the first time how much you'd grown to enjoy spending your nights with carmen. his warmth beside you tends to quell the loneliness in your chest and despite the lack of romantic connection, there's something between the two of you. when your eyes flutter closed you see the indescribable emotion on his face. when your restless body tosses and turns you imagine his warmth beside you.

around 3am you cave, seeking out your husband in the living room. his shoulder is warm as you rest your hand there and shake it gently. "carmen. carmen, wake up," you whisper.

he startles, bleary blue eyes peering up at you. "mmhf, hey," he grumbles.

"come to bed, don't sleep out here."

a puzzled expression crosses his features, "'s'alright, m' s'comfortable." his voice is soft and tired, and your heart swells.

you kneel down beside the couch, fingers gently brushing curls back from his forehead as you gather the courage to speak the words on the tip of your tongue. "carmen, i want you to come back to bed. i want my husband to sleep in our bedroom." you stop there, trying to convey the things left unspoken with the gentle touch of your hand.

and of course, carmen understands without a single word. he catches your hand, eyes locked on yours as he brushes a kiss to your open palm. "we can talk in the morning," he says, lips lifting into a gentle smile. his hand stays in yours as you return to the bedroom, one arm wrapping around your waist and pulling you close once the two of you are settled.

the last thing you hear before drifting off is his voice mumbling, "i think we can make this work."

[star--girls]

| "Thank You."

|PAIRING: Boxer!LeeKnow x Female!Reader

SUMMARY: You woke up on the middle of the night, hearing your roommate that is a boxer punching his punching bag at 3am, which is kind of his habit now. Of course you got frustrated and couldn't sleep, so decided to confront him about it.

WARNINGS: Swearing.. idk

a/n: first time writing something..😭

pt. 2

PUNCH!

She woke up from a noise that she heard outside of her room. "What was that...?" She thought. She decided to get back to sleep, ignoring the sudden noise she heard.

PUNCH!

She woke up again. She started to feel frustrated from these noises, she sat up and took her phone from her side table, checking what time it is. 3AM. "Is he punching that damn thing again?" She sighs irritatedly and gets out of bed to check the situation. "When will that bastard stop doing this shit?" She grabs her phone with her as she leaves her room.

She sees Minho beating the absolute shit out of the punching bag.. "Maybe he's had a rough night? Or he's doing this on purpose?" She leaned her body in his doorway, watching him do terrifying strikes and punches. She knows he is a good boxer, so sometimes she's frightended whenever he's around.

Minho stopped punching the bag, and turned his head on her direction, spotting her at his doorway. "The hell do you want?" He said, very irritated. He looked exhausted and was very sweaty and clearly out of breathe.

"It's 3 in the morning, Can't you give me a good night's sleep for once? You've been doing this nonstop." She said with a hint of concern in her voice.

Minho looked at her with an irritated looked and rolled his eyes. "It's none of your fucking business what i do at night. Go back to bed!" He said, clearly he was tired and frustrated. But his mood completely changed when he saw her outfit. She was wearing a slightly loose tank top that might fall off of her right now, and very short shorts.

As Minho looked at her up and down, observing your body and outfit, he bit his lip. He tried his best to look away from her, but it's too difficult. "Go back to bed." He said. His tone of voice got more quiet and deep. Deep down he wanted her to stay here in his room.

She looked at him with a kinda confused and frustrated look on her face. "Well how can i sleep? You're making loud noises!"

Minho chuckled and gave her a smug look. "Well too bad. You're just gonna have to deal with it." He said being a bit teasing, he continued to look at her body, it was really hard not to notice your beautiful curves and thighs.

She grunts in irritation, wanting to slap the shit out of him. "Oh come on! I'm not going to spend my whole life sleeping like this?!" She gently stomped her right feet to the ground as she crossed her arms in her chest.

Minho lets out a small tired sigh. "What do you want me to do then? I can't just...not hit the bag."

"Well i don't know?!? Go to sleep or something?!?"

Minho lets out another sigh, he was still panting and sweating. "Tsk... Don't you think i haven't tried? I can't sleep."

Her expression suddenly changed into annoyed to concerned. She opens her mouth, attempting to say something, but she comes out with an idea. "I'll give you something that can make you sleep." She leaves and goes to her room, looking for the specific thing that can make him sleep. After for searching for a long time that feels like eternity (She looked around for 2 minutes.) She finally found it.

She came back to his room,both of her hands behind her back. "I suppose this might help you sleep." She takes out a plush that breathes and throws it to you.

Minho caught the plush and looked at it in his hands. "The hell is this?"

"A breathing plush, it makes me sleep when i feel lonely."

He looks at the plush in his hand, then back at her. "So you want me to try and sleep with this...? it's just a toy how is it gonna help?.."

She gave him a warm smile "Trust me."

To be continued...

[thelonelyempath]

M!Crush x F!Reader: Subtle (NSFW)

18+ ONLY! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

THEME: Smut

WARNING(s): Vibrator, Public Play, Public Orgasm, Rough Sex, PiV Sex, Unprotected Sex, Cum, Squirting, Post Orgasm Torture

This was a request, but I somehow lost the ask. So whoever's anon this was, here ya go!

It felt like roses. Too bad you couldn't react, though. Not outwardly, at least. On the inside, you were in heaven. You and C/N were hanging out with a few of C/N's friends, so he of course took this as an opportunity to play with those vibrating panties he bought you.

"You good, Y/N?" Josh asked, noticing how "away" you were. "Y/N?"

"Huh?" you gasped, frantically trying to make it look like everything was normal and nothing at all was out of the ordinary.

"Yeah, babe." C/N chimed in, smirking ever so slightly. "You good?"

"Oh...yeah. I'm fine. I'm just- mmm- just tired." you lied.

You shot your boyfriend a piercing glare, to which his smirk grew more sinful.

"See, babe." he said, very subtly pressing a button on the remote in his pocket to increase the intensity. "This is what happens when you stay up until 3AM watching TikToks."

You were trying your damndest. You almost couldn't handle it. God, what would Josh and Eric think if you had an orgasm right here in front of them? They'd think you were insane and would never want to associate with you again. You looked at C/N, silently begging him with your eyes to turn down the intensity. He was just being mean at this point.

A few more hours passed. These hours were filled with talking, laughing, video games, and your boyfriend randomly stopping and starting the vibrator. How the hell could his friends not hear it buzzing around down there? Perhaps their gamer rage was too loud for them to notice. Either way, you couldn't take it anymore. You needed to either get off now, or get home so C/N could fuck your brains out. Feigning illness was cliche, but you needed an out.

"Babe, I don't feel good." you whined, leaning against the wall, trying so hard to not climax.

C/N looked at you with a raised eyebrow. He knew exactly what you were trying to do and how close you were.

"Aw, do you need me to take you home, love?" he played along with your fake affliction, turning off the vibrator.

"I think so."

He walked over to you and pressed the back of his hand to your forehead to "check your temperature".

"You're a little warm." he said. "We're gonna head out, guys. Y/N's not feeling well."

They said their goodbyes and whatnot before C/N took you by the hand and walked you out to the car. To make it look more believable, you pretended to be fatigued by grabbing onto his arm and leaning on him. Immediately after getting in the car, the facade was dropped.

"Couldn't handle it, huh?" he teased you, turning the car on.

"I didn't want to cum in front of your friends!" you quipped back.

"They were so deep in Warzone, babe. They wouldn't have noticed if you squirted right on Eric's bed."

"Ew."

"Oh don't act like you didn't like it, love. You were so close to cumming so many times that I could practically feel your legs shaking."

Your face went beet red. C/N, with his eyes focused on the road, noticed this and laughed.

"You're so cute when I get you all worked up." he grabbed your hand and kissed the back of it.

He turned the vibrator back on, keeping it on for the duration of the drive home. Once again, roses. It was just the two of you in the car, so you didn't have to hide it anymore.

"Ohhh..." you breathed in pleasure. "goddddd..."

Driving over all those speed bumps was only increasing the pleasure. With his arm outstretched and his hand on the wheel, you couldn't help but notice his muscles. Those sexy fucking muscles. You wished they were holding you against the wall or down on the bed right now.

"Yeah you think it feels good now, babe." C/N said pompously. "I can't wait to hear you scream my name when we get home."

God, even hearing him talk was getting you closer to the edge. His voice was so smooth, so saucy. If butter could speak, it would have his voice.

"Fuck..." you panted.

Another speed bump. This one made your legs quiver.

"You want to cum so bad, baby." C/N observed in a low-toned voice. "I can see it."

"Then fucking let me cum!" you snapped.

"Whoa!" he snapped back at you, pulling into the driveway. "You better watch the attitude or I'm gonna edge you into next week, you little brat."

You rolled your eyes, but you secretly loved when he was dominant like this. You were so goddamn close. You were barely hanging on by a thread. And he was enjoying every second of the torture he was inflicting on you.

"You want to cum? Fine." he said. "But as soon as we get inside, princess, you better cancel everything you've got going on tomorrow because you won't be able to walk."

Finally, you broke. His words produced an intense, powerful orgasm. You whimpered as your legs shook and your eyes rolled back into your head. After a little bit of aftershock, C/N turned off the vibrator, allowing you to breathe for a second.

"You have no idea what you just did, pretty girl." he smirked.

After you both got inside and he led you by the hand to the bedroom, you felt his energy shift. Dom mode was activated. His lips violently attacked yours and he couldn't keep his hands off of your body. You moaned into his mouth as your hands ran through his hair.

"Oh, baby." he breathed. "I'm about to fuck you so good you can't see straight. Strip."

You did as you were told and undressed. He was eager. Eager enough to unhook your bra with his teeth. Once you were completely naked, he pushed you down onto the bed and got on top of you, attacking your neck with his mouth. He left dark hickeys all over your neck as his hands played with your breasts. He was not gentle at all, slapping them around and squeezing them hard enough to leave marks around your nipples. You loved it, especially when he took them in his mouth. His teeth scraping against your nipples felt incredible. It hurt, but in the best way. You couldn't help but moan here and there as his mouth assaulted you.

"I can't believe you're all mine." he said, his hot breath on your skin giving you goosebumps. "My own sexy little fucktoy."

He slid his boxers off and you watched his erection spring free. He was practically throbbing, he was so hard.

"Ride me, princess." he commanded, positioning himself to where you could do so. "Reverse cowgirl."

He wasn't on his back. He was sitting up, leaning his back against the headboard. You got yourself to where you could lower yourself down onto his cock with your back turned to him. Upon feeling him enter you, you moaned again for him. His dick was magical. When you first started having sex with him, you expected to have to fake one or two orgasms every now and then, but your boyfriend had never failed to make you cum.

"That's it, babygirl. Let me stare at your ass while I fuck you."

He had his hands on your hips, rapidly maneuvering them back and forth. As he did so, you started to bounce. It felt amazing. He gave your ass a few sharp smacks, which only added to the pleasure.

"Ohhhh fuuuuck!" you moaned. "C/N!"

"That's right, kitten." he said between his own moans. "You belong to C/N and C/N only. No one else can make your pussy feel this good."

He was right. He wasn't your first, but holy hell, nobody else was able to make you feel the way he made you feel. The day he stopped being able to make you cum would be the day the world stopped turning. With each and every thrust of his cock inside you, you felt all of the negative energy leave you.

"Lean back for me, baby."

You leaned back against his chest, allowing him to thrust upward into you. His cock was brushing your g-spot, which made your eyes roll back. It was ecstasy.

"Your pussy's so fucking wet." he said through clenched teeth. "Feels so good on my cock."

He used his hand to rub circles on your clit, which made you whimper. Everything just felt so fucking good. The combination of his dick pounding into you, your g-spot being touched, and him fingering your clit was beyond belief.

"Yeah," he grunted. "feels good, doesn't it, baby?"

"Mmmm yes!" you could hardly contain yourself.

You never wanted it to end. You were in heaven right now. Your toes curled as you knew you were starting to get close to your high. If he had been fucking you any harder, you would have already come all over his cock.

"Oh god fuck!" you wailed as your body shook.

"Cumming already, princess?" your boyfriend teased, his husky groans and grunts getting deeper and more primal. "Cum for me. Cum for me, baby. Cum all over me."

And just like that, you were screaming. You swear to god you went deaf for a second as you came undone, your juices gushing and spraying everywhere. Your body was so tense. But C/N wasn't done yet. He wasn't gonna stop until he was finished. He continued to pound into you, giving you some painful aftershock. It hurt, but it felt amazing. You couldn't stop twitching, which was making it so much better for him. After a few more big thrusts, his cock started to twitch inside you, signaling to you that he was about there.

"Fuck, baby." he gasped. "Oh fuck...I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna fucking cum, baby!"

Then he let go with a series of deep grunts. You felt his hot liquid shoot into you as he pulsated inside you. After you both took a second to catch your breath and come down, you rolled to his side as he pulled out, his milky cum leaking out of your hole.

"Holy fuck, babe!" he smiled, his face flushed and his eyes glazed over. "I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did."

"It was amazing, baby." you responded, giving him a sweet kiss on the lips.

"I've never loved anyone as much as I love you, Y/N. You drive me fucking insane with how incredible you are."

You blushed as he kissed your cheek, pulling you into him to cuddle. With your head on his chest and his arms wrapped around you, you wanted to stay like this forever. Everything was perfect.

[starb3rrys]

ARARRARAR hello :D this is my very first time requesting anything to literally anyone so please forgive me for any misunderstandings <//3.

But first!!! I just wanted to say that I've seen your works and I think your writing style is sooo cool! :3 I like your writing style a lot!!!!<3 you seem a bit underated from what I see and I think you need more recognition!!!

Anyway, my request! So I'm wondering if it's alright to request some sleeping together headcanons (like, literal sleeping, no sex or anything D:) with Tecchou, Sigma, and anyone else you wanna add if you want to! Gender neutral reader please :D.

Sorry for bothering you! Feel free to ignore this request if you do not seem to feel so inclined of writing this one<3 But if you do, please be sure to take your time and no need for rush :D! Make sure to care for yourself and don't overwork yourself! You matter a lot and I appreciate you for even the little things you do, dear<3!

-Lots of love, [anonymous]<3.

Oh my god- thank you!! I really appreciate all the love and support, I hope you’re having a wonderful day/night and please enjoy these special head-cannons just for you! <3 (Anonymous plz marry me- were long lost soulmates/j) (≧◡≦)

(Slight sex joke on Nikolai’s- im sorry.) ♡

✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮

When Night Falls

Ft. Sigma, Tecchou, Nikolai, Ranpo

✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮

Sigma

I am not biased i swear- BUT LIKE SIGMA IS THE BEST ONE TO SLEEP WITH.

To be completely honest, the first time you two shared a bed he was a bit nervous to do so.

When you first cuddled close to Sigma he felt surprised but his instincts quickly kicked in and he wrapped his arms around you as well.

He felt at ease when you two first embraced each other, he felt safe… he felt at home.

As he is the manager of the sky casino, he tends to stay up really late…up until the early hours of the morning; usually around 3am, you sense someone slowly crawl into bed next to you, carefully slipping under the covers, you feel soft slender hands wrap around your body with a soft tired sigh as he attempts to not wake you up.

On most nights, you’d find yourself entangled in sigmas arms, your leg comfortably laid over his as sigma’s soft unconscious head rests on your chest.

Your body warmth combined with his makes for the perfect cozy blanket to protect yourself from the often cold temperatures of the grand sky casino.

Unfortunately, as much as his hair is long and luscious, it does tend to tickle your face or you accidentally lay on it.

(You once woke up with some of his hair in your mouth-).

So to avoid this issue, he tends to sleep with a bun or just a small braid, for your sake.

“How does my bun look?”

“It looks good! But Sigma, are you sure it doesn’t hurt keeping your hair tied up when you sleep?”

“No not really, plus it’s either this or you accidentally eat my hair while we sleep”

“…Touché-“

Tecchou

Let me start off by saying- Tecchou is so quiet and still when he sleeps, i kid you not he does not move an inch like- sir are you alive?.

(If you ask him why he’s always so still and quiet, he’ll respond with “Being able to stay still and quiet even during slumber is good for training to stay quiet when enemies attack, keeping inner peace is a maj-“ *Proceeds to rant*).

Tecchou isn’t overly clingy, he wants to respect your boundaries and tends to give you your own space.

But of course, he would never deny you cuddles if you do so kindly ask.

He doesn’t have a preference per say when it comes to cuddling or holding each other; he can be the one cuddling or the one being cuddled, really doesn’t mind either.

Tecchou will softly wrap his toned arms around your body, his hands are rough from all of his sword training and battles but he makes sure to move his hands with a gentle pace as he soothes your back.

If he is big spooning you, he has a habit of nuzzling his face into your shoulder, you can feel his warm and soft breath against your skin.

He also likes to be held by you, he finds peace and warmth in your arms after a long stressful day at work.

Surprisingly he doesn’t snore at all, his breaths are always soft and quiet.

Every night before bed, Tecchou drinks this sort of strong tea that he mixes with some spices, every night is a new mix.

(May god forbid he offers you some-)

“Tecchou…uhm, why are you drinking green tea mixed with coffee…”

“It helps build a stronger immune system.”

“Oh…interesting..-“

“Would you like to try some?”

“No thank you.”

Nikolai

Sleeping with Nikolai is Definitely an-…Experience-

I kid you not don’t even be surprised if you wake up on the floor with NIkolai spread out like a starfish on the bed, snoring like a jolly green giant as a snot bubble grows and shrinks as he drools.

Definitely starts random pillow fights in the middle of the night.

All jokes aside, Nikolai is definitely big on cuddles, he mostly big spoons but enjoys being the little spoon as well.

A cuddling position he really enjoys is when you lay on top of him like a weighted blanket as he sleeps comfortably.

Nikolai just likes being able to hold you or be held by you, he doesn’t mind as long as you two are close.

When he’s unable to sleep, he tends to play with your hair and sometimes makes little braids and such.

He radiates heat like a dang heater…like- your body gets so warm to the point it sometimes gets uncomfortable.

It doesn’t help that he sleeps with many covers and blankets.

If you try to move away, Nikolai will whine and pout like a 5 year old.

“Nikolai, IT IS TOO DARN HOT FOR YOU TO BE CUDDLING ME LIKE THIS- PLUS THESE DUMBASS BLANKETS YOU GOT FROM COSTCO”

“THEY WERE BUY 2 GET 1 FREE! NOW QUIT MOVING AND LET ME CUDDLE YOU! I WONT LET SOME HEAT STOP US! THIS IS FOR FREEDOM! FREEDOM!”

“Im gonna get a heat stroke.”

“How about you stroke this d-“ *Gets hit with a pillow*

Ranpo

Sleeping with Ranpo can really go two ways, “Messy/ takes up the whole bed” or “Peaceful cuddle session”.

For example; on some nights, it starts off with you two peacefully holding eachother.

Yet by the next morning, your head would be half off the bed as Ranpo’s head rests on his own pillow, his leg would be over your stomach as loud snores fill the room.

All the pillows, except for Ranpo’s, are on the floor while the covers half cover your sleeping body and favor Ranpo’s.

(He will literally fight you for the blankets- definitely bit you once).

But on some nights (usually nights where Ranpo solved a case), it can be more peaceful and loving.

Ranpo curls up in a small ball as you two lay in bed, he clings on to your side like a small Koala.

You play with his hair as he starts to drift off to sleep, you softly praise him for his hard work that day and how good of a job he did.

He falls asleep with a small smile decorating his face.

If you bring up his clinginess the next morning he will act so offended and say it’s absurd and just deny deny deny.

“You looked so adorable clinging on to me as you fell asleep last night, Ranpo…”

“HUH?!- I WOULD NEVER THATS-“

“Don’t deny it Ranpo…we both know it happened”

“PFFT- Of course not, why would I, the world’s greatest detective cling on to someone as lowly as you”

“…You’re sleeping on the couch tonight.“

✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮

Love these pooksters with all my heart

But I definitely have clear favorites- *Cough* Sigma *Cough*

Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed these head-cannons, and as always feel free to request anything you’d like to see!

And as always, Love y’all! <3

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Edelgard, Dimitri, and Mercedes with a s/o who is always tried thought the day, either half asleep or taking a nap somewhere.

Doesn't help that when it's 3am s/o is doing literally anything but sleeping.

(FE3H) Edelgard, Dimitri, and Mercedes with a perpetually tired S/O

just like me fr

Oh lovely, now there was another person who is eternally sleepy in the Black Eagles.

But, at least this time they weren't skipping out on lectures.

Edelgard at first tries not to be overbearing and just gently nudge them in the right direction of trying to get more sleep in the night.

Of course, that does not last very long.

(Edelgard) "I somehow knew you would be in the library, S/O."

(S/O) yawn "Edelgard? Oh, hey. Has the lecture already started?"

Edelgard sighs as her expression softens a little, gently putting a hand on their shoulder.

(Edelgard) "It's nearly time for bed. If you are going to rest, you can at the very least do so in your own room."

She doesn't want to sound like a nag, but she can't help but fret over S/O, at least in private.

Sometimes, she knocks on their door when she suspects they're still not asleep on the nights she can't either.

Those sleepless nights usually result in the two having a heart to heart, and being extremely tired come morning.

But Edelgard would not trade those moments with them for anything in the world.

Dimitri can't help but chuckle at seeing S/O yawn in the morning. The sight was honestly quite cute to him.

If not a little worrying. This was the fourth day in a row they looked ready to drop dead.

(Dimitri) "If I didn't know better, I'd think you were a ghost with how ghastly you look."

(S/O) "Ugh, I feel like one..."

(Dimitri) "Then perhaps you'd like something to wake you up? I could ask Mercedes to bake you something, or have Sylvain annoy you to awakening."

(S/O) "Goddess, please don't. It is way too early to be dealing with him...I might take you up on asking Mercedes, though."

He usually brings coffee or some kind of tea to help keep S/O up, or something to let them sleep late at night.

Dimitri trusts them enough to be responsible enough to know when it was time to sleep or not, but he has on occasion found them still awake at midnight.

(Dimitri) "S/O? What is that racket!?"

(S/O) "I needed to clean my room up, it's a little too messy in here."

(Dimitri) "In the dead of night?"

(S/O) "...It's not that late is it?"

(Dimitri) "Late enough that someone else other than me might come and make a noise complaint..."

(S/O) "Well, while you're here, can you lift my bed real quick? I need to grab something, and then I promise to sleep."

S/O was still full of energy, that was either a lie, or they'd sleep during lecture after trying and failing.

(Dimitri) sigh "Alright, please move aside."

Mercedes is probably the best solution for S/O's sleepy tendencies.

That, or she might accidentally make it worse.

Due to her usually calming demanour, S/O feels ten times as sleepy whenever they're together.

Mercedes doesn't particularly mind, since Annette feels the same way too.

In the morning, Mercedes has some sweets that she baked for them to help wake them up.

And if they needed to sleep? She'd happily let them rest their head on her lap.

(Mercedes) "Oh, I know! What if I tell you some of the ghost stories I know to keep you up?"

(S/O) "I-I think I'll pass on that one. The last story you told me, I couldn't keep my eyes closed for hours..."

(Mercedes) "Hm...Well, I'm glad I do such a good job of telling them at least! But I wish that didn't come at a cost of your sleep schedule."

(S/O) "I mean, it wasn't exactly great to begin with."

(Mercedes) "And it's too late to bake any sweets...Oh, I could make you something spicy!"

(S/O) "...Y-You mean you're going to cook?"

(Mercedes) "I'm still trying to learn from Ashe, but I think I could make something great for the both of us!"

Suddenly, S/O became far more alert.

(S/O) "I-I think I'm full for right now, Mercedes! And I'm feeling really awake talking to you too!"

Mercedes looked slightly disappointed before S/O sighed internally.

(S/O) The things I do for love... "...But I wouldn't mind trying at least little!"

Her expression brightened at their response.

(Mercedes) "Really? Okay, let's head to the mess hall!"

(S/O) Goddess be with me...

[tomssexdoll]

hey boobie toobie

so, you and bill are in an argument. a nasty one. in a hotel of all places. he’s been texting you he’d return to the hotel early all week but getting there at 3am which obviously raises suspicion. you accuse him that he might be cheating or doing something dangerous. after a few insults are thrown from both ends, he mentions your eating disorder. a sensitive place you both swore to never mention. “well at least i can fucking eat,” you felt your heart break. there was a moment of silence as you registered what he said. “fuck- liebe im sorry” he tried apologizing, but you didn’t wanna hear it. “no, get the **fuck** away from me, bill-“ you snapped. you slapped his hands as they tried to comfort you. you grabbed your things and stormed out of the hotel room. you had nowhere to go. all of your friends were hours away since you followed bill on tour. your first thought was gustav, he was so sweet and could definitely cheer you up. he was your closest friend in the band. it would usually be bill, but for obvious reasons not today. you stumbled to gustav’s hotel room and knocked gently but eagerly. he swung open the door, confused expression. “c-can i come in?” as gustav lets you in, you start rambling about what happened. you even began to cry. gustav succeeds in calming you down and eventually bill knocks on the door. gustav answers and sees you on his bed looking a mess. “y/n!” he exclaims and pushed past gustav to get to you. “i don’t wanna see you,” you mumble. “schatz, please? i’ll make it up to you” he pleads. you finally agree and bill leads you out of the hotel and into your favorite nearby restaurant where at your table, he apologizes about everything and you forgive him :)

omg yes ily

How could you?

PAIRINGS: Bill 2010 x Female reader

CONTENT: SMUT

SYPNOSIS: Bill and Y/N get in a heated argument after he yet again returns home late, he mentions something they both agreed they'd never bring up ever, going to Gustav for comfort.

A/N: hi

WARNINGS: yelling, arguing, mentions of eating disorder

Bill has been acting weird lately. We were on a tour for his band and stayed at a hotel in Paris. He'd been texting me all week that he'd be home early but would always manage to come around 3am, rough looking.

It really hurt me seeing him do this, he never really acted like this in the past so I never understood what provoked it. Was he cheating? Or worse, doing something illegal or dangerous? It was a foreign country and he could get killed.

Every night my heart filled with worry, tears falling down my cheeks at the minutes going by where he still wasn't home. Tonight he came home late again, the clock read 3:04am. He bursted in, chucking himself on the bed in hopes to go to bed and prevent my yelling. But I had enough of his bullshit.

"Don't try and sleep your way out of this, get the fuck up," I raised my voice, "where have you been all night? You texted me 5 hours ago and said you'd be home" I sighed.

He just rolled his eyes, slowly getting up, "I don't want to hear it y/n, I'm fucking tired" he groaned deeply, walking towards me. "I don't care if you're tired, clearly you're not tired enough to go out every night and do god knows what" I spat, crossing my arms.

"Oh shut up, you're always worrying about stupid things" "stupid things? For all I know you could be cheating, is that what you're doing? Because if you are it's not very discreet" I glared at him, testing his patience.

"Oh my god, of course I'm not cheating" he grunted, looking down at me intensely, his eyes piercing through mine. "Then what are you doing? Doing illegal things? Drugs? Stealing things? Hm?" I spoke to him like I was his mother, lecturing him on his whereabouts.

"No! For fuck sakes you're so controlling! Always telling me what to do, you're psycho!" he raised his voice, grabbing my arm. I slapped his hand away as soon as it got into contact with my skin, "how dare you? You fucking pig!" I yelled.

Great, we were arguing once again. In a fucking hotel of all places.

He got visibly more angry, his eyes narrowing at me "don't fucking call me that, you're a fucking bitch" he growled, "always complaining, bitching and moaning, I should've just left you at home for fuck sakes" rubbing his temples in frustation.

"Oh great, thanks, that makes me feel wonderful," I rolled my eyes, turning away from him and sitting down onto the bed. "Now you're the one walking away, I thought we were going to talk about it schatz?" he taunted, "oh don't even Bill, you're so fucking selfish," I scoffed.

"Selfish? Yet I'm the one who provides you with fucking everything, I spoil you all the time with gifts," a scowl appearing on his face. "It's not about the money Bill, it's about quality time and love, it seems you can't even do that properly," I sighed.

"Can't do it properly?" he chuckled, "let's talk about what you can't do properly, at least I can fucking eat properly, can you say the same?" he spat out, his words bitter and cruel.

My heart just broke at his words, my mouth slightly agape. He knew that I struggled with an eating disorder, a place we both swore never to mention.

There was an awkward silence before what he said registered in his head, his expression going from anger to guilt, his eyes softening. "Oh fuck...liebe I'm so so sorry," he rushed towards me, trying to apologise but it went through one ear and out the other.

His hands came towards to waist, trying to pull me close and get away with such a horrible comment. "No! Get the fuck away from me Bill," I snapped, slapping his hands away from me. I got up and started to pack my things, ignoring his cries for me.

I stormed out of the room, slamming the door shut behind me, trying to figure out where I should go. I wasn't close enough with Tom or Georg..my friends were hours away. Then I realized Gustav would welcome me with open arms, I rushed over to his room and knocked gently on the door, urgent to go in so Bill wouldn't drag me back to our room.

After a moment he swung the door open, confused to see me standing there with my things, "what's wrong Y/N?" he frowned, glancing from my face to my bags.

"C-can I come in.." I bit my lip, trying to stop tears from pouring out of my eyes, voice slightly shaky. He nodded quickly and let me in, closing the door softly behind me and leading me to his bed.

"So what happened, was it Bill?" he sighed, running his thumb over my hand, a friendly gesture he'd usually do if I was upset. I nodded, "he..he brought up my eating disorder in a fight.." I burst into tears, Gustav immediately wrapping his arms around me, "I'm sorry y/n..that's such a shitty thing for him to do.." he sighed, comforting me.

I nodded and kept rambling about everything he was doing, staying out late and not telling me, lying and telling me how he would be home early. Gustav just listened to me, giving little comments here and there, rubbing my back soothingly.

I eventually calmed down, Gustavs calming voice making me feel better. He let go of me, running his thumb over my hand again, "I'm always here if you need someone to talk to, I know how mean he can get when he's tired" he smiled softly, I nodded and thanked him, he was an angel.

We kept on talking, discussing what I should do when I heard a soft knock, Gustav thought it might of been Georg or Tom or even room service so he got up, slowly approaching the door and opening it, Bills tall figure appearing in the doorway.

Bills eyes light up when he sees me, sitting on Gustavs bed, looking like a complete mess, my mascara smudged on my cheeks. He pushed past Gustav, running to me. I didn't even look up at him, not bearing to see his face after the words he said to me, "I don't want to see you.." I mumbled, he sighed deeply "schatz, please? I'll make it up to you," he pleads, leaning down to my level and holding my hands.

I turned to look at him, I sighed and agreed. I knew it was stupid but the look in his eyes just made me cave in, the way he could so easily woo me was dangerous.

"Thanks Gustav.." I smiled and hugged him, waving goodbye as we walked out of his room. Bill didn't speak, just held my hand and lead me downstairs into the lobby, walking out of the hotel and onto the streets.

Eventually we stood outside of my favourite resturant, Bill had called in a favour and they quickly opened at such a late hour, preparing for us. I smiled softly, trying to hide it from him.

"Cmon honey, let's go inside" he kissed my cheek softly, walking inside with me and sitting at our booth, a beautiful view of the city right next to us.

"I'm so sorry for what I said y/n..you know I didn't mean it, it was just the first thing that came to my head and I hadn't even fully processed it, I love you so much" he frowned, reaching over the table and taking my hands in his.

I sighed, "I know baby, I know you didn't mean for it to hurt me but..it really did" he nodded sympathetically, letting me vent my frustations out. "I still love you though, I'm willing to forgive you but if you bring it up again it won't be so easy to trust you again" I sighed, "I promise I won't bring it up, ever again" I smiled and brought his hands to my lips, kissing them softly.

"What were you even doing out so late?" I giggled, "honestly..I was literally just out at bars to destress from the concerts, sometimes I just went on walks that lasted hours, I'm sorry for lying and not telling you where I was, you're not controlling at all you just love and worry about me.." he sighed, embarrassed by his shitty actions.

"It's fine baby..you can just come to me for comfort, you know I'm always here" he nodded, grateful for the suggestion, "thanks baby, I love you so much, I'm so glad I have such a wonderful girl in my life, I don't know what I'd do without you.." he leaned across the table, kissing my lips softly.

tags: @itsmealaiah @itsangelll @kaulitzsbabyy @ballhair @estxkios @bkaulitzlover @charliesgoodboy @tomsonlyslut @ge-billsgf

[he-calls-me-kitten]

I'm back again <33

I've got more 3am thoughts and scenarios to share >:DD

Ive got 2 options for you, feel free to do the desired one, also this might a bit spicy?....

If you write for the other exchange students :

F!MC x Thirteen

(Desired characters are Barbatos ; Satan ; Solomon and Simeon but you can add or remove whoever your want cuz this is your writing and my opinion shouldn't really matter because your the one working on it and not me. )

Our lovely characters are looking for their darling human all across the RAD grounds since they have been gone since the last class and school's finished. They stroll through the halls to pause at the sounds of a familiar voice...WHIMPERING?!

DUN DUN DUNNNN

JOKING JOKING- LETS JUST CONTINUE

Peeking through the small crack in the door they witness our lovely MC layed down on one of the RAD desk, shirt unbuttoned and thrown aside, skirt flipped up, tears streaming down her flushed face, mascara running, lipstick smudged (I seem to have a thing for smudged lipstick-), quivering and trembling as they softly sob and moan Thirteen's name, their small frame trembling under the reapers touch who planted soft kisses and marks all over their body, decorating her thighs with various hickies and bite marks as she whispered sweet nothings into the humans ear, her hands gently tracing their sheep horns and fluffy tail which caused F!MC to squirm under her touch as their animals parts are especially sensetive <333

I just like making them jealous tbh

OR THE OTHER OPTION BECAUSE I'M A SIMP AND LOVE MALEWIFES :

Barbatos X F!MC X Simeon

X !!PLATONIC!! Luke

(I'LL HAVE TO MAKE THIS SHORT CUZ I NEED SLEEP 😭😭)

Luke seeing F!MC as a mother figure and his dad's just taking it as an opportunity to sweep their beloved human to themselves. Inviting her to have a sleepover at the purgatory hall for a sleepover was only innocent and all.... Till it wasn't

Simeon's bedframe collided with each of their movements, Simeon shushing their Darling with "Stay quiet little lamb, Luke's in the next room" or "Keep your voice down darling we don't want Luke to hear now so we?" While Barbatos is a little more dirty, whispering praises about how MC takes them both so well despite her small and "fragile" form, sweat dripping down their forms as her nails dig into Simeon's back, legs trembling as her brain slowly turns to mush from the pleasure, mindless moans falling from her swollen lips, during the of the moment one of then eventually slips something up like: "You easily accepted Luke as you child, I'm sure you wouldn't mind having more" or "How about we give you actual kids of your own instead?" <333

- M. 🪭🪷

M, SERIOUSLY YOU'RE TOO FULL OF AMAZING IDEAS I CANT WITH YOU😭😭😭 And since it took me so long to reply (again so very sorry) and but because there's a distinct lack of my queen Thirteen...

F!MC x Thirteen

Two Queens in a King Sized Bed

"I'll look over the classrooms once more." Barbatos sighed. "Maybe she fell asleep tired like she does in the library sometimes."

"Yes I'll go check there just for good measure." Satan shook his head.

"MC was supposed to go visit HOL with you wasn't she?" Simeon turned to Solomon.

"Well yes we were supposed to head there after this class- wait, do you hear something?" Solomon inched towards one of the empty classrooms. The rest of them followed.

Not one of them was expecting to see what they did. Their precious MC laid down on the teacher's desk with her shirt practically ripped off her and skirt hiked all the way up to the waist and panties pushed to the side.

"Thirteen..please..." You whimpered and begged underneath the reaper. She looked like she wanted to eat you whole.

"Please what, cupcake?" Thirteen smirked latching her lips to your neck as her pretty fingers plunged into your leaking hole again. You convulsed against her, moaning and clinging onto her arms.

"..too much..." You barely managed to string two words in this mindless state. She had been toying with you for an hour now, determined not to let you leave.

"Use your words, MC." She trailed a thumb over your trembling lips and down your neck and collarbone. "Else I cannot possibly help you, you know?"

"Thirteen-"

"And who knows I might make things worse?"

"Thirteen! Ahh~" You moaned as she caught you off-guard with her thumb pressing down on your puffed up clit.

"Are you perverts done enjoying the show? Cause I'm not willing to let you join." Thirteen side-eyed the door.

Satan and Simeon fall back, scrambling to get back their usual composure. The bulges in their pants are a dead give away as where they were looking the whole time. Even as you try to cover yourself up, you know they've already seen too much.

"Why you- you! How dare you!" Satan musters through unsettled breaths. He's not okay in the slightest. All he feels like doing is ripping Thirteen apart from you like an expired bandaid and lay himself down on you.

"Is a classroom really a place to be doing all this?!" Simeon smiles with gritted teeth. The nerve to just toy with an angel's will like this - to show such an irresistible side of his one temptation.

"Indeed. It is most inappropriate Thirteen. It seems I'll have to put you in detention again, please pack your things." Barbatos pretended to fix his glove as his fist tightened.

"Apologies Thirteen, I think it's almost time for another lesson with my apprentice so it's better if you get off then now." He smiled all the while a vein popped in his neck as he held out his hand to you.

Thirteen rolled her eyes, still holding you close. "Please as if you could ever pleasure MC the way I do. This cutie deserves way better than what you lot have got." She palmed your behind and gave it a gentle squeeze while smirking, watching the men fume silently in jealous rage.

"Thirteen. Detention room. Now please." Barbatos warned again. "Ugh. Demons." She pressed a sloppy kiss against your lips, before she left. "Don't worry, I'll catch you later, cupcake."

Barbatos was planning to put you in an entirely different detention room, somewhere in his quarters at the Demon Lord's Castle. Silk ropes and his ungloved hands awaited you there as he pulled you into the din lit room.

Simeon had lost all sense of personal space. He wasn't allowed you to have you in the way the others could. But there are so many ways to pleasure humans after all. His eager fingers and needy whispers had you begging for more.

Satan pounced on you at any opportunity he got. Against the bookshelves in his room, in secluded corners of the RAD library, even in a hidden alley on the way to HOL. He wouldn't stop until muffled screams slipped through your suppressed voice.

You don't remember the last time Solomon slept in his room. Every night, he towered at the end of your bed, his bare chest and shoulders glistening in the moonlight. Every night he pulled off your nightgown and rebranded you as his. No matter who had you during the day, you'd wake up the next day as his alone.

[cherrymayy]

•Simon says || C.S

warnings : smut, inappropriate language, oral (you receives it), orgasm control (?), fingering, idk jus nothing crazy.

In which: Your best friend Chris, suggests playing a game to relieve boredom.

a/n: Hi babes, I just came to say that I haven't written in almost two years so I don't know if this is good or bad, but I promise I will improve. Enjoy😭🫶🏻

(English is not my first language so I'm sorry for the bad grammar!!)

⎯⎯ ୨ ୧ ⎯⎯༻✦༺⎯⎯ ୨ ୧ ⎯⎯

Chris and I, we've been best friends since we were kids and we had a very strong relationship, but now we barely speak to each other properly. Maybe because I finally accepted my feelings for him and I started seeing him with different eyes.

I guess this should make me feel good, but it actually makes me feel sad. Since I'm not sure if he feels the same way about me, losing such a good friendship over a "temporary crush" makes me feel guilty.

It was 3am and Matt and Nick were in their room sleeping like a rocks, while me and Chris we were in the living room, each in their own word, scrolling through our phones. Tired of watching random shit, I let go my phone and I sigh as I looked at the ceiling of the room, bored.

"𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑡?" I hear Chris deep voice echoing in the room. I lower my head to look at him and I see him with his arms crossed as he stared at me as if he could hear my deepest thoughts.

"𝑁𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔.." I said raising my face to look back to the ceiling and closing my eyes, trying to hide that the his penetrating gaze had made me shiver. "𝐼'𝑚 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑑.."

"𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑤𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑒.." He speaks and I feel my body tense and my heart racing when the thought of Chris knowing I have a crush on him, crosses my mind.

"𝑁𝑜, 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛'𝑡." I disagree, but regret it soon after, because I responded too quickly to be nothing. An awkward silence fills the room and I could tell that he was approaching me, just from the low sounds of his feet hitting the floor.

"𝐿𝑒𝑡'𝑠 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦 𝑎 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒." Suddenly I hear his voice closer than I expected. I open my eyes and I see Chris right there in front of me, with his hands in his pockets, while he was watching me with a subtle smile on the corner of his lips.

"𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒?" I ask, while my eyes were stuck on his lips, that were practically inviting me for a kiss. Chirs sits next to me and my eyes drop to his legs, that were wide open in the couch, making my body shiver, because the desire to climb on top of him and make out with him right there, was torturing me.

"𝑆𝑖𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠." He said and his raspy voice take me out of the trance.

"𝑆𝑖𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠?"

"𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑑." He says.

"𝐼 𝑎𝑚." I respond.

"𝑆𝑜 𝑙𝑒𝑡'𝑠 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦." The fucking smile on his lips grows.

"𝑂𝑘𝑎𝑦, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛..." I say, studying him and the smirk on his lips. "𝑆𝑖𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠, 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑡, 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡." I take the risk and ask. I had to make sure.

"𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠." He says simplistic, taking me by surprise. "𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑒." He continue as he slowly approaches, causing my heart to speed up.

"𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡?- 𝐻𝑜𝑤 𝑑𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢...?" I stutter nervously because I've been discovered and at our closeness.

"𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡." He says still getting closer, to the point where I could feel his warm breath hit my skin. "𝑁𝑜𝑤 𝑚𝑦 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛." Suddenly I feel his big and strong hands grabbing my waist and bringing me closer to him, making me sit on his lap.

"𝐿𝑒𝑡'𝑠 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦 𝑎 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑆𝑖𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠?..." He whisper, taking a strand of my hair, placing it behind my ear, grabbing my chin and finally sealing our lips together. I shiver and my heart speeds like crazy when I feel one of his hands go to my neck, deepening the kiss, making our tongues fight for space in our mouths, while the other held my waist firmly, so he could lay me down on the couch.

"𝑆𝑖𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠, 𝑠𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑒𝑔𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑏𝑒ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑..." He separate our lips and whispers into my neck then giving the area a wet kiss. I feel my face heat up and my breasts going up and down like crazy. Even though I was embarrassed, I wanted to have this man like I never wanted anything in my life.

I take off my shirt and he starts leaving several wet kisses, pinches on the way down. He reaches my bra, takes it off in a bit of a hurry and moves away a little to get a better view of me lying on the couch.

"𝐻𝑜𝑙𝑦 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑡..." He whisper, alternating his gaze between my breasts. I shrink, closing my arms, embarrassed to have his eyes running up and down my body. "𝐻𝑒𝑦, 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑜𝑘𝑎𝑦...𝑊𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑝 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡." He says, trying to make me feel more comfortable.

"𝑁𝑜, 𝑛𝑜 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑒...𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠." I say slowly opening my arms again and small smirk grows on my lips when I see him biting and licking his lips when his eyes go to my breasts and then my eyes.

"𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒?" He whisper, licking his lips one more time. I could see that he was trying to contain himself, so I grab him by the collar of his shirt, bringing him down, facing my tits.

"𝐼'𝑣𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡. 𝐼'𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑖𝑡." I say and a smile grows on his lips. Without thinking twice he starts sucking my left tit while massaging the right one, making me gasp and bite my lower lip as I try to hold back the moans that threatened to come out. I look down and a shiver runs through my body when I see the view of Chris practically making out with my left boob, while the right one was being squeezed by his big and strong hands. "𝐻𝑚𝑚𝑚..." I groan.

"𝐻𝑚𝑚..." He moans against my boob before moving, going to the right one. "𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦..." He whisper, taking his hand to the boob that he was before, massaging it. I let out a loud moan and I arch my back when I feel his teeth nibbling on my right boob, while he was playing with the sensibile nipple of my left one. "𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑖𝑡...𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑖𝑡 𝑜𝑢𝑡..." He says, not taking his mouth off my boob.

"𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠..." I moan taking my hands to Chris's hair and squeezing a little. "𝐼 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢..." I whisper, out of breath.

He chuckles, still holding my breast in his mouth, then he gives one last hard suck, leaving a red mark on my right tit.

"𝑆𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦, 𝐼 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡..." He says, clearly teasing my sanity, while he starts going down to my stomach, leaving a little kisses on the way. When he reaches the hem of my sweatpants he looks at me, waiting for my word, so he could continue.

"𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒..." I groaned, frustrated with his calmness.

A smile forms on his lips and without further ado he takes off my pants, taking my panties with it, then throwing them in a random corner of the living room, leaving me completely naked on the couch. He slowly starts kissing around my crotch and I feel my body shiver and my groin heating up, letting me restless. "𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠..." I moan.

"𝐴𝑙𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡..." He chuckles as he reaches his hands under my thigh, lifting it up, leaving me wide open. "𝑀𝑦 𝑔𝑜𝑑...𝑆𝑜 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑒𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑒..." He whispers and runs his tongue from bottom to top tasting all the flavor on my wetness. All I knew to do was to arch my back, moan and hope that no one in the house would woke up. "𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘..." He whispers and starts sucking my pussy. I arch my back again, consequently pulling my hips away a little and I feel Chris's firm hands holding my waist/butt, pulling me even more close to him so that I couldn't escape.

"𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠!" I moan, holding tighter on the couch while his tongue played with my wet and already sensitive lips.

"𝐻𝑚𝑚... 𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑡, 𝐼 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒." I roll my eyes and squirm when I feel the vibrations coming out of his mouth against my pussy. He holds my hips more firmly and he leans down, burying his face between my legs, his tongue moving constantly in and out of me as his nose brushes against my clit, making me feel like I was in heaven.

"𝑀ℎ𝑚𝑚 𝑓𝑢𝑢𝑢𝑐𝑘..." I moan again and again. At this point there was only two things on my mind. First: If I knew that Chris would be capable of making me squirm just with his tongue, I would have given in a long time ago. Second: I think im gonna cum. "𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠! 𝐼-𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝐼'𝑚 𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑎- 𝑀ℎ𝑚𝑚 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘..." I try to form a sentence but all that comes out of my mouth are moans and more moans. I bring my hands to his hair, holding on tightly as I move my hips back and forth looking for more contact.

"𝑁𝑜. 𝑁𝑜𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑤." his voice comes out muffled. "𝐽𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒..." Still with his mouth working intensely on my intimacy, Chris takes one of his hands to my face and putting two fingers inside my mouth muffling my moans. I try to concentrate on passing my tongue between and around the two fingers that were in my mouth, but his tongue moving in and out of me while his nose was massaging my clit, It was almost like an impossible mission.

He leaves his fingers inside my mouth for a few more seconds before bringing them to my wet and swollen pussy.

"𝑇𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ..." He says as his two fingers slipped between my lips. I gasp and hold an moan, when I feel one of his long fingers finally entering inside me. "𝑀𝑦 𝑔𝑜𝑑...𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡..." He starts moving his finger in and out of me, making me arch my back and bite my lower lip hard.

"𝑀ℎ𝑚𝑚...𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘, 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘, 𝑓𝑢𝑢𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠!" I moan when he inserts another finger, starting to make scissor movements inside me, opening me up. Even though I really wanted to, I couldn't moan loud enough for the neighbors to know that the man between my legs was driving me fucking insane.

"𝐻𝑚𝑚𝑚...𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝐼 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤, 𝐼 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑤..." He says, leaning over and covering my mouth so that I could moan as much as I wanted and the sound would be muffled, while his fingers never stopping moving in and out of me. "𝐶'𝑚𝑜𝑛... 𝐺𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒..." He says, increasing the speed of his movements, making his long, firm fingers go deep inside me. I arch my back, moans keep coming out of my mouth, his fingers going in and out of me fucking me mercilessly and when I think it can't get any better I feel Chris's thumb pressing against my clit and slowly moving in circular movements.

“𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘! 𝑂ℎ 𝑚𝑦-!.." I cry, squeezing Chris's arm that was covering my mouth as I watched he bit his lips, forcing his fingers deeper into me. If that was even possible.

"𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑖𝑡..." he says before returning his mouth to my pussy not stopping thrusting his fingers into me. I feel my legs starting to shake, my intimacy more sensitive and a pressure in my stomach, warning me that I was going to cum.

"𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔...𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠, 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡!-" I try to push him away, because I was about to cum, but he takes my hand away from him, holding my ass tightly, while with his free hand squeezes my stomach. "𝐻𝑜𝑙𝑦- 𝐹𝑈𝐶𝐾!..." I reach my limit, releasing my liquid on his face. Chris takes his fingers out of me, but keeps his mouth on my intimacy, sucking and swallowing all my liquid, while I was having spasms of pleasure.

"𝐹𝑢𝑢𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦..." He moans, giving a few last sucks on my intimacy. He removes his face from between my legs and faces me. Breathless and sweating, I look at him and see half of his face wet making me giggle. "𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑚𝑎𝑧𝑖𝑛𝑔..." He says with a smile on his face and leans in kissing making me taste myself.

"𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑧𝑦, 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ..." I chuckle while I regulated my breathing.

"𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑒..." He says with a big smile on his face.

"𝑌𝑒𝑎ℎ, 𝐼 𝑑𝑜..." I respond with an bigger smile.

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hii babes!! I finally finished, I hope you liked it and it is with this fic that I "present" myself here.

It's been two years I haven't written and English is not my first language so I'm sorry is this is bad. I'm always accepting suggestions to improve, you guys can leave your opinion here in the comments or even text me in private.

I'm always open to requests too, so you can leave your idea in the question box. I really hope you guys liked it (bc I did 🤭) and I hope y'all accept me here in the community. THANKS 🫶🏻

More stories coming soon 👀...

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hiii!! could i request a friends to lovers imagine w chris please? my idea is they're having a sleepover & just cute fluffy stuff like reader wearing his clothes to bed & confessing their feelings at 3am bc they can't sleep, i love ur writing sm and i hope ur doing good rn!!

Can't Sleep (Chris Sturniolo x fem!reader)

summary: request👺

warnings: kissing💀🙏 NOT PROOFREAD

a/n: it's 1am but oh well enjoy

I groan as I look at the clock, the hands reading two-thirty in the morning. "God damn it," I huff. "I'm never gonna wake up in the morning!"

"You'll be fine," Chris says as he walks back into his bedroom, pelting me with a pack of gummies from his pantry.

"Ow," I grumble, picking up the gummies, noticing they're my favorite. "Thank you." I tear the pack open and shove some in my mouth before putting it off to the side. I watch Chris with my legs crossed as he sits across from me on his bed. I blink bleary-eyed at him, and he does the same thing back, smiling at me. I feel my stomach flip and I break eye contact, looking off to the side as I blush. I hear Chris chuckle before taking some of my gummies. I decide to let him.

I sigh. "I'm so tired, but I can't sleep," I mumble, looking back at him.

"Well you don't look very comfortable," He says, gesturing to my tank top and jean shorts.

"I didn't have time to go home and grab new clothes," I say. I watch as Chris looks at me for a moment before going over to his dresser, grabbing a pair of his sweatpants and a hoodie from closet.

He tosses them to me, blushing. "Here," he mumbles, turning around and facing the wall so I can change. I smile and change into his clothes, breathing in the sweet scent of fabric softener and Chris's cologne.

"I'm done, you can turn around now," I say as I toss my old clothes to the side. He turns around and looks at me with a soft smile, still blushing

"You look pretty," he says, taking a few steps closer to me.

"Thank you," I whisper, my stomach doing backflips as he stands in front of me. His slightly shaky hands rest on my waist, fitting there perfectly, like his hands were meant to be there. My heart races with excitement as I glance at his lips, then bring my gaze back up to his eyes. His gaze is soft yet piercing, almost like he's trying to read my thoughts with his stare. My breath hitches as his eyes flicker down to my lips, and before I know it, his lips are on mine and my back is against the wall. Chris brings a hand up to cup my cheek, leaving the other on the small of my back. I break the kiss momentarily to try and catch my breath, but lean back in before I can even inhale, practically drunk on Chris's kisses. Chris hums softly into the kiss as I run my fingers through his hair.

I break away from the kiss, giggling as Chris chases my lips before opening his eyes and smiling at me. He steps us back from the wall and guides me to sit on his bed. We stare at each other for a moment, lovesick smiles on our faces. "So," I start, but Chris cuts me off.

"Do you want to be my girlfriend?" He asks, his eyes staring into mine as he holds my hands in his. "Sorry, I just need to get straight to the point."

I laugh. "Yes I do, you big goof," I say, pushing him back so I can lay on top of him.

"Good," he says, kissing me again. He breaks the kiss and smiles, pressing kisses all over my face, making me laugh. I watch as he strains to lean and turn off his lamp without letting go of me. He finally does and then turns back towards me. I kiss him again, softer this time. I can feel Chris's heart racing beneath my palm as I rest my hands against his chest. I break the kiss and smile at him sleepily. I feel him chuckle as I nuzzle my face into his neck, sighing softly as he runs his fingers through my hair.

My eyelids droop, and I finally feel tired. I smile softly as I drift off to sleep to Chris's rhythmic breathing and heartbeat.

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how did I do😍 am I good😍🙏

also Chris RAHH🧎‍♀️

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Some random headcanons about what it would be like to date Fran. I haven't wrote anything in ages so apologies if this is shite. Please no hate. 💗💖🍓💕❤️🎀

*Disclaimer: This is my own work and my own self-indulgent ideas, none of this is based in reality.

If anyone wants a part 2 please let me know or has any questions or suggestions for improvements then please let me know, I apologise in advance for spelling and grammar errors.

🎀 This man can cook. He is amazing in the kitchen, will make you whatever you fancy no matter what time it is or whatever you fancy, nothing is too much trouble for him. Cooking you something is his love language.

🎀 He would much rather read then watch something. On the evenings you spend together you're sat on the sofa together reading. He will also read aloud to help you fall asleep.

🎀 No matter what the time is this man will come and pick you up. "But babe, I'm probably gonna be staying out till like 3am" "Ok mi amor, I come get you then" "But aren't you due on set at like 5:30am?" "Yes, and? I come pick you up at 3, I love you."

🎀 Will pay attention to all the little things that you like and remembers them so he can surprise you later on.

🎀 Never ever puts you down or makes fun of you when you're practicing Spanish with him and vice versa for when he is talking with you.

🎀 100% that annoying couple which never seem to argue. Just a walking disney film. The guys all tease him about it. "But you must argue over something, anything!?" "No, nothing" "I bet he leaves the toilet seat up" "No, always puts it down"

🎀 Believes in the art of letter writing and writes you letters in that fancy calligraphy writing. (Something he learned for a part in a theatre production)

Here is a small imagine, no TW etc, a little bit of making out etc, pg/13

A surprise

"My love" Fran said as he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer. "I can finish the dishes, it's ok".

"No I got it" you said as you began drying off some of the plates. "Besides you must be tired after yesterday's wrap party".

"It was fun, you need to come to the next one" he said as he brushed your hair aside to kiss your neck softly. "I missed you alot, the others were asking for you".

"I'll be at the next one babe, I promise" you answered setting the plate down and turning to face him. Fran was beautiful and you couldn't believe how lucky you were. You wrapped your arms around him and rested your forehead against his. "I think you need a second helping of that dessert you made. You need it". Fran smirked and kissed your nose.

"I said you don't need to ever worry about me. I promise, I'm going to be ok" he answered.

"Oh I got you something, to celebrate the film being done" you said going to pull away.

"No wait, just one more second, I want to stay like this forever with you" he said enjoying the moment, he felt he could be anywhere in the world but as long as he was with you he was home. You smiled and held onto him a little tighter.

"You did not have to get me something. I already have everything I need, I'm very lucky like that you know. Can carry everything I'll ever need in my hands" he smirked as he picked you up, catching you off guard.

"Fran!" You laughed as you instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist. "O my gosh put me down, I need to go and get your present". You looked down into his beautiful deep eyed and cupped his cheeks and began kissing him. He had the softest lips and skin. He kissed you deeper savouring the taste of your peach flavoured lip balm. Peaches were his favourite fruit. A fact you'd noted quite early on. You remembered the look of surprise and satisfaction on his face the day he'd realised your lip balm was the same flavour as his favourite fruit.

"Fran... I need... to get... your gift" you said between kisses. "Please mi amor". Fran smiled against your neck, there was something extremely hot about you using Spanish pet names for him. He was so in love with you it was unreal.

"Just one more my dear, please" he begged staring up at you. How could you say no to him? You lent down and kissed him, twice though. It was a small little ritual the two of you had. He would always ask for one more kiss whether it was before going off to sleep, before he would leave for set or an audition or before going on stage. You always kissed him twice just to be safe. He gently set you down and stroked your cheek.

"Te amo, mi amor" he smiled.

"I love you more" you answered before squeezing his hand and leaving. He heard you going upstairs and into the second bedroom. He was excited at the prospect of seeing what you'd got him although he was more excited to see your face at his gift for you. He smiled wider as he placed his hand into his trousers pocket and felt the box with an engagement ring inside.

[rottingpirate]

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How would 141 + König react to male reader attempting to fluster them with cheesy pick-up lines?

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TF-141 + König w/ M!reader attempting to fluster them

warnings: tiny bit suggestive?, just fluff

König

A nervous wreck.

He hasn't been in many relationships before, so making him flustered is easy. 

Brush your hand against his? Shaking. Compliment him? Gone. Hug him? Face heats up like no one's business. Take care of him? Bewildered. Kiss him? He's gonna be avoiding eye contact for the rest of the day. 

Most of the time he gets flustered because he doesn't expect the compliments and flirting

He absolutely adores you, but is terrible at communicating how much he loves you. 

Very awkward in the beginning of your relationship 

"Forget Ironman and Spiderman, I'll be your man." 

 "I've got all these forks and knives all I need is a little spoon."

König.exe has stopped working…

Ghost

Getting him flustered is hard.

How can you make a guy like him a flustered mess?

For real though…

He's very foolproof

He isn’t very chatty and can sometimes be oblivious to your flirting.

Doesn't pick up on it

"You look good today." "I'm wearing sweatpants, covered in blood and sweat?" "And?"

You'll get a bigger reaction out of him in private

Also, I don't think he likes being called any pet names, in public at least. But in private he might be into it a bit more.

Some cheesy pick up lines from books

"I don't have pick up lines, but at least I have you."

"...."

Soap

I mean, what doesn’t fluster Soap?

He once tried to high five you, but you just laced your fingers together and held his hand. 

Hand holding in general

It doesn't take much to get him flustered tbh

"Say baby. You're pretty, I'm pretty, what say we go back to my place and stare at each other for a while."

Boy was speechless. "Is that from Johnny Bravo??"

He acts all tough but when you compliment him then he's dumbstruck

Tries to hide his face in the crook of your neck or in his hands

Redirects your attention to something else so you don't see hid face

Gaz

You can fluster him

No matter what

Shuts down for a quick second

His heart does a little flip each time

"Ayo babe you like dragons? Cuz I do and that would be a good shared topic of interest to talk about. Cos I have a level 100 dragonite, just saying...."

He burst out laughing after staring at you for a good second

Tries to get you back no matter what

Tries to catch you off guard

He doesn't hesitate to whisper stuff in your ear, touch you while you try to work

Price

He's unamused

Scoffs while rolling his eyes

Might play along at first but will get tired of it if you keep it up

He’s definitely the type to brush off compliments

Waves them off

But he might be screaming on the inside

"Yeah, Call me Edward cuz I'll be Cullen you."

"Y/N, it's 3am go to sleep…"

But as fast as he gets flustered, he recovers easily as well.

When he recovers, then he's gonna take the challenge and try to make you flustered.

[nobadyasked]

•••CIGARETTES OUT THE WINDOW•••

Pairing: non.idol!Jungwon × Afab!reader

Gerne: kinda angst, fluff, tw cigarettes

Warnings: CIGARETTES, SMOKING, PLEASE DON'T READ IF UNCOMFORTABLE

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- not again, not again, not- her thoughts got cut off when a hand waved beside her face

- you alright? - he asked as he noticed fear plastered on her pale face

-y-yeah just... Tired- great excuse.ofc he would believe her it's 3am

- then go to bed, If anything I'm outside- he said making sure to not break eye contact. That's when he reached the balcony door as she called

- where are you going?

- to smoke - he sighed, and opened the door. The cold air hit his body. It was his tradition to smoke before bed. And she knew it. Why would she ask? Didn't she know? Did she forget? His thoughts were all about her while she was sitting on the edge of their bed and thinking of it. She didn't want to. But she needed to. But Ur wasn't right. But nothing else could help. But how? He'll notice. Hell nah she's not going to do that. No no no. And that's it. She's standing in front of the balcony door looking at his muscular figure though the thin glass. She could see the smoke coming out of the cigarette. The little light was calling her.

- Do you have a spare one?- the question got him out of his thoughts.

- what?- his brain couldn't function properly

- cigarette. Do you have spare cigarettes? - she asked once again feeling her limbs get colder. Not because it was freezing nigh in January but because of his gaze. Oh that fucking gaze. They've been dating for a while but still she wasn't able to read that gaze. Was he mad? Was he confused? What's next? His right hand moved. Is he going to hit her? So many questions spinning in her head making her dizzy

- here- her eyes moved to his hand. Here it is. That box. The box she'd never seen in his hands. But she could smell it. Both of them smoke. It's just that she brushes her teeth after. And he lets that venom slip into her lungs every single time. But what she didn't know Is that he could still taste it when they kissed.

- thanks- she mumbled and gave him the box back.

- oh yeah- he chuckled lowly after awkward silence when she was waiting for the lighter.- here

- thanks- again. She said the same word twice. What will he think? Will he think she's bored? But she's not. Is he insecure? Is he embarrassed? Why didn't he scold me ? I'm smoking after all. Has he already seen me smoking? Has anyone told him? And here we go again. Thoughts making her dizzy. She shuts her eyes close.

- so pretty - he mumbles exhaling the gray smoke

-huh? - she opened her eyes and looked at him.

- so pretty- he said a little louder not making eye contact.- even when smoking

- are you mad?- finally. She Said it. The relief she feels after letting those 3 words out.

- Yeah- he turns his head the other way. Avoiding her and her innocent eyes- this is the last time you're doing it

- can't promise- she says going back to inhaling the substance both knew very well was killing them

- are you kidding?- he looked at her. Finally. They made eye contact. But obviously he was mad. He was confused. He was mad. He was sad. - I said it's the last time

- Okay- she answered throwing the cigarette out.

- come here- he said doing the same with his poisonous treat and opening his arms. They hugged. Both knowing it was not the last time

[genocidehim]

Ven conmigo (Nacho Varga x reader)

I don't know what this is, I wrote it yesterday at 3am and was feeling the need for something sad with that man.

notes: one-shot, angst. words: 710

Normally, you wouldn't receive his calls in the middle of the night during the week. Nacho knew you would be very tired during these hours and preferred to wait until the next morning or the weekend, but he decided to break his peace treaty against your sleep schedule and called you at two in the morning.

He babbled things on the phone and asked you to see him. In response to your tired reply, you invited him to your house and waited for it to not be anything problematic.

Now he was in your arms on the couch in your living room, so quiet that you could only hear his heavy breathing and the beating of your heart. He seemed much more tired than you and that was enough for you not to ask.

Both of you had a complicated relationship, nothing was formal and you knew perfectly well that he was involved in things that put him in constant danger, you knew that when you saw him injured more than once, but you didn't ask and he appreciated that. In some way, you were a breath of fresh air from all the crap he endured day in and day out, and he was good company for you after the monotony of the week. Although curiosity was eating away at you, you didn't want to ask. You just stayed silent, observing him while running your fingers over his smooth, bronzed skin, feeling his body heat on top of you. It was a beautiful sight from your perspective, how a man so big and robust could feel so small in your arms, and how his broad hands held your back with affection and a little bit of pressure.

Nacho's face was nestled in your neck, and you could feel his warm breath tickling you. If it were any other situation, you would be so hot that you could set your house on fire, but you didn't want to break the comfort that both of you had because of your lust.

"I'm sorry for waking you up so late..." his soft voice drowned in the hollow of your neck, sending shivers down your spine.

"Don't worry, it's Saturday tomorrow...well, today." You chuckled, and you could feel him smiling in response. Nacho tried to get up from his comfortable position, and although he remained in your arms, he looked at you with a certain melancholy that you could only find in his eyes. He looked sadder than usual today.

Before you could even formulate another word, his lips met yours, and you felt a certain need in them. Surprised, you held onto his biceps, and he took your face in his hands, feeling the warmth in the palm of his hands, which made you close your eyes. His lips moved eagerly, as if trying to take your entire mouth to savor it. He even felt too needy just before taking a step back to observe you for a few seconds while continuing to distribute short, small kisses before finishing.

"I need you to come with me..." "Go where?" you asked with confusion, unable to process everything that was happening clearly.

"Anywhere, irnos a donde sea…" and you could feel how his words felt sadder than usual, making your heart ache to see him so vulnerable. "If the time comes, I want to leave here with you and my father."

You didn't quite understand what he was asking for or why he suddenly seemed so anxious for an answer. You sensed it was only tiredness and desperation, as Nacho didn't usually talk like this or even hint that he needed you in this way, so you didn't want to make too much of it.

"If that time comes… I'll accompany you" you vaguely promised without much sincerity. Although the idea that he could see you at the same level of importance as his father made you happy, he was asking for something too impossible.

"Please..." he pleaded with that sad look that he only gave to you, and his long lashes fell until his eyes closed completely. Then he lay back on his shoulder and sighed tiredly.

A man so tough was lingering in your arms, and you didn't know what to do.