#dw they got cleaned up after :)

[undeaddrabble]

May I request maid jax and maid zooble cuddling

Zooble just looks very huggable in that outfit

Well, not cuddling, but sleeping next to each other is close enough, right?

[piplupod]

my brain is so nonsensical, i will see omens in the most mundane shit but then when a dead blackbird appears a little ways away from outside the house i don't even blink

[brimk-personal]

Parents guilted me into spending basically all my spring break with them at home (in their defense I never told them I wanted to only be home a few days)

Fucking basement flooded. Again. There’s some sort of flooding/water damage every year or so in this goddamn house. I don’t know if it’s bc the house is fucking put together and was repaired with gum and duct tape by the previous owners or that the ppl my dad brings in to do actual repairs always suck ass, but both is likely

[toastsnaffler]

sign I nicked from the beach today

[togament]

I LOVE YOUR WRITING SM😭😭

Please could you do a fluffy thirst of how the boys (togame, sakura, kaji, ume maybe suo) treat the reader after they’ve gone a round 🥲 like their afterglow ❤️

ANON. You and your brain!!!!!! Yoinking it out of your skull to kiss it. Thank you for the kind words! This got me flying off the hinges I worked on this so fast. Locked in, I fear. I hope you don't mind me adding Endo in. He's like a stray cat atp. Don't mind him.

𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔.

suo. sakura. kaji. ume. kiryu. togame. endo.

"ever wondered how it'd be like to just lay there with him, naked both physically and emotionally. So bare and vulnerable, skin reddened and raw, bodies aching. But with both hearts so full, it's almost bursting at the seams? I got it."

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Sakura was written with his character development in the most recent chapter in mind! (SOBBING), some language (I'm not exactly the best person to trust with keeping things clean and straight yk), mentions of sex, mentions of cuuuuum, GN!Reader but let me know if I made any mistakes--I'll rectify dat rq (edited Sakura’s!! Tysvm anon!!! Dw you didn’t come across as rude, promise), FLUFF OOEY GOOEY FLUFF, endo???? BEING A PROPER CITIZEN??? LOVER EVEN??????, kinda NSFW? not too spicy but still--MDNI!

𝐒𝐔𝐎.

Your room's dimly lit by candlelight and the moonlight shining through the blinds. Wafts of incense and patchouli caress your senses while your beloved wipes you down with a warm towel. "Good enough for you, my dove?" he pauses as he's looking up at you and you're met with Suo looking at you as though you've hung the moon yourself. Leaning in for a lingering forehead kiss, he mutters into your scalp, "my god you're absolutely ethereal."

✦ your apartment transforms into something damn close to a spa. Suo's big on scents so he has the cool breeze flowing in, incense lit, scented candles gently perfuming the air. It's magical every time. ✦ goes without saying that he loves, loves, LOVES spoiling you. Worshipping you, even. You swear sometimes his lips would never leave your skin with how often he's placing kiss after kiss on your body. ✦ scalp massages! Suo's an absolute beast at it. You always wake up to your hair smelling of some of his essential oils. It's a whole selection and he doesn't like sticking to just one scent. Hell, your body feels so moisturized and plump once you wake up in the morning.

══════════════════ 𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐀.

"Yer so pretty," Sakura's voice is soft, gentle. A far cry from his harsh and rough tone. God. He's looking at you with such reverence you feel like you're gonna melt. Leaning towards you, he presses a lingering kiss to your lips. There it is. He's blushing again. "My baby’s so pretty."

✦ he's not blushing profusely anymore. Or at least, not as red as he normally is when he's around you. he's just laid there beside you, staring into your eyes with the softest expression on his face. Gratitude. Admiration. ✦ often spends most of the time staring at you like that so lovingly. So much so that you gotta remind him to wipe you down because god the cum's starting to make you feel uncomfortable with how cold it feels. ✦ is actually such a great cuddler. Especially after such a rough session. ESPECIALLY. Doesn't want to let you go the entire time.

══════════════════ 𝐊𝐀𝐉𝐈.

"Let me clean you up," reaching beside you, your lover says with a slight groan as he grabs the tissues off to your side. Taking a few squares, he wipes you down wordlessly, the cautious speed ever evident. It's silent. Soothing. His other arm's never left your side, you notice. Gripping onto your hip ever so securely.

✦ not a huge talker after the fact. But he's quick to clean you up and attend to your needs. It's mostly just short, meaningful praises and reassurances with the both of you, basking in the afterglow. ✦ what he lacks in words, he makes up for in actions. He loves lavishing your body with kisses, caressing where you’re aching the most. ✦ Likes the silence since it's only with you where he doesn't need his headphones to put the world on mute, doesn't need a lollipop to censor his filthy, ruthless mouth. But of course, if it's assurance and praise you need, it's assurance and praise you'll get. His lips are devoid of sweets after all. Time for you to keep them busy.

══════════════════ 𝐔𝐌𝐄.

"Do you need anything else from me, baby? A massage? Some cuddles?" your lover asks you while he's wiping your inner thighs down clean from his cum that's been dribbling down them, always eager to cater to your needs at all times. Pressing a gentle kiss to the skin, he adds gently, "Whatever you need."

✦ way sweeter than he usually is with you. Which is saying a lot because your man's the absolute sweetest around you all the damn time! Presses kisses everywhere, whispers the most heart melting praise while he's hard at work soothing your body.... BIG SIGH. ✦ likes making you laugh even when your body's aching from him practically going all in on you. Says it's the best way to distract you from the pain. Still, he's massaging you if you'd like him to. Happy to oblige. ✦ ugh the ASSURANCE he gives you every time. The PRAISE?????? ALL GENUINE. ALL FROM THE HEART. It happens every time you're both still awake after the romp. 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐓.

══════════════════ 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐘𝐔.

"You're so beautiful," he murmurs against your skin as he's trailing kisses down your spine, corners of his lips curled up into a gentle smile. You can feel it with each kiss he presses onto your skin. His skillful thumbs pressing soothing circles in your aching muscles, rubbing the soreness away. "How'd I get so lucky?"

✦ PRAISE IS THE ABSOLUTE NAME OF THE GAME.

✦ he's so good at massaging you omg the thought of paying him for it has crossed your mind a couple of times. You feel so guilty for being massaged and pampered this good FOR FREE. ALL THE TIME. ✦ likes talking you through everything, whispering assurances and checking in with you during the act and after. Never fails to make you feel like you're cherished. With Kiryu, you truly are. And more.

══════════════════ 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄.

"Need a massage?" he says as he's already flexing his hands, reaching over for the massage oil. Eyes so lovestruck as he gazes into your own, he coos at you gently, "Little reward yeah?" Pressing a gentle kiss right behind your ear, he whispers deeply, his voice ends with a slight grumble, "Did so good f'me, doll."

✦ Of course, always attentive to you. Slow with wiping you down but god is it soothing with how he's doing it so gently. Purring praises into it every time. If you're feeling peckish, no matter how tired he is, he's making something for you in the kitchen. ✦ can and would eat you out if you wanted him to help ride out your high again. Gentle with it again too since he knows how sensitive you are. Pretty easy to wrap into another round though. ✦ After all that, you both are out like lights as soon as your heads hit the pillow. He's got you close to him though, arms encasing you, breaths intertwined. Comfortable.

══════════════════ 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐎.

"Fuck... ME," he says with a gentle chuckle, voice akin to a purr you can swear it rumbles, tone so honeyed and syrupy. Reaching over to your side of the bed, your lover cups a tattooed hand over your cheek, sliding his thumb over the apex of it ever so slowly. "You're gorgeous."

✦ Always, always at your beck and call. Need something? He's on it. Back aches from the diabolical backshots? He's already prepping your body with massaging oil. Need him to wipe the cum away? Of course he's on that shit ASAP (with his tongue). Would do whatever it is that you want him to do within a heartbeat. ✦ Often tries to get another round out of you. He genuinely, genuinely CANNOT get enough of you. Only if you're cool with him trying though. He's not gonna force things on you if you don't want it. ✦ lavishes you with so much love sometimes it's suffocating. It only ramps up in intensity after fucking. If you like them obsessively clingy, he's your man.

a/n: HOOOOOOO anon I hope this was alright!!!! These were all such fun to do oml. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING THROUGH ALL THIS AHSDKHAKJSD more requests like these please!!!! aaaaa

[slut4sugu]

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓 — HOBIE BROWN

❀ including: nsfw themes, so minors please don’t interact! Mentions of: Choking, edging, blowjobs, fingering, biting, thigh fucking, size kinks, dumbification, threesomes, wax play, quickies, creampies, etc. (nothing crazy dw loves) ❀ Summary: what the title says! An nsfw alphabet for hobie brown! (Aka my husband <3). #- a word from kam: since this was requested and im bored here you all are!

Back to masterlist . ୧ ‧₊˚ ♫: Slut me out- NLE CHOPPA

A- AFTERCARE (what their like after sex.)

No matter how tired he is he always cleans you up and gives you some water afterwards (unless you like emptied his balls or sum shit-) Sleepy kisses and tight cuddles until you both fall asleep, the playlist you originally had playing earlier that night still playing as you both fall asleep <33

B- BODY (their partners favorite body part)

Honestly he loves your body as a whole and claims. He doesn’t have any favorites but..he fucking loves you thighs bro. Doesn’t matter the size, just the feeling of thrusting his dick in between them or seeing his cum spurt out on them turns him on so much. Would def go crazy if you got his name tattooed on the inner sides of your thigh.

C-CUM

Honestly hobie loves the feeling of cumming inside of you but as I’ve stated before as much as loves to see his cum dribble out of you he loves coming on your cute body and taking pictures after wards (if you’re okay with it of course <3) If you were to ever tell him you would want him to finish in your mouth instead of inside js expected to go 2 extra rounds js because of that <3

D- DICK SIZE (how big are they?)

6.5 inches when soft but nearing 8 when he’s hard. (Yeah that shit is touching your heart girly) Also he’s a bit girth too, so every time he pushes into you it feels like you being split open for the first time all over again. And he cannot get enough of you saying he’s ‘too big’

E- EXPERIENCE ( do they know what they’re doing?)

Hobies been with many others before he’s met you, hes not a sex god or anything. However he’s a quick learner and knows what makes you feel good. When you first had sex he literally unclipped your bra with one hand, while his other rode up your thigh as if it was easy. When you’ve seen many of your ex’s struggle with getting it off with both hands, so needless to say it was attractive to see him multitask without breaking a sweat <3

F- FAVORITE POSTION

He honestly doesn’t have one, but he is fond of cowgirl. He loves seeing your tit’s bounce ontop of him, and gets veryy turned on when you lean down on him and beg him to help you reach your climax. Or when you feel more dominant and choke him lightly, loves that shit

G-GOOFY ( are they serious in the moment?)

He’s on the more serious side, though he will tease you a little if your a loud moaner or if you whine a lot. He loves getting on your nerves <3

H-HAIR (are they groomed down there?)

He trims so it’s not hairy or anything

I-INTIMACY

Veryyy romantic with you, hobie always tries to take his time with you unless your both just itching to fuck. Slow and lazy kisses pressed to your lips while his hands are all over your figure. It almost seems like he’s edging you at times because of how much he’s pacing you but he just wants you to know how much he appreciates his girl <33

J- JERK OFF ( how many times do they do it? Do they do it a all?)

When hobie isn’t with you or when he wasn’t dating you he’d jack off 2 times a day on average. Thinking about your pretty moans and how you jolt every time he sucks at the one sensitive vein on your inner thigh, while he fists his cock in his hand needily. Wishing it was your small soft one <3

K-KINKS

Choking, bondage, sensory play, spanking (to some degree), edging, overstimulation, degradation & praise, dry humping/grinding though clothes, semi public sex (fucking you in a closet in hq if your a spider) dumbification, size kink, creampies, the list goes onnn

L- LOCATION (where do they prefer to do it?)

He honestly would fuck you in a storage closet or in a public bathroom if he was that horny, though most of the times he likes to have the seclusion of having you to himself in his/ your apartment

M- MOTIVATION ( what turns them on?)

Anything. This man can get turned on by you simply not wearing a bra under his band tee and see your hard nipples due to the cold of the ac. Then a few thoughts about you later..you’re now under him getting your pussy eaten out all because you didn’t wear a bra.

N-NO (turn offs, things they wouldn’t do.)

Wax play, threesomes, having someone else watch you, knife play

O-ORAL (giving or receiving, and how good they are at it)

Hobie absolutely loves having his head between your legs, hearing your gasps and moans just turns him on so much and can calm him down after a long day. He’s really fucking good at it too, he’ll use his fingers and his tongue at once if he feels like being a tease or just anxious to feel you cum

Now on the receiving side: he’ll rarely say it verbally but he loves seeing you on your knees for him, almost as much as he loves feeling your pretty lips around his shaft. Seeing the bulge in your throat from trying to take all of him turns him on so damn much.

P-PACE ( how fast are they?)

Depending on his mood he can be slow and deep or fast and rough, he usually quickens his pace when he’s getting close, his head in the crook of your neck usually whispering dirty things into your ear to near your orgasm. But usually he’s in the middle, hitting your g-spot with deep thrust and a good pace.

Q-QUICKIES

As I’ve said before, if he’s horny enough he’ll fuck you for a good 8 minutes in a supply closet if he needs your cunt that bad. Though he really prefers having all the time he wants to make his pretty girl feel good.

Sorry loves i got tireddd, hope you enjoyed the hcs though!

[keto-keyes]

Slytherins with a non!Deatheater S/O

Imagine/preference

The Slytherins are down bad for their partners. So how do they rip off the band aid and break the news that secretly, they're all bad?

Mattheo Riddle:

We all know he's a bad boy with a bad attitude

...except around his S/O

He doesn't try to hide the blood on his hands, but uses the excuse "I was protecting you"

He does actually do it to protect you, don't worry

His dad threatens to end you if he refuses to do his Deatheater duties

So he makes sure to keep you around him whenever he can to make sure you can't get hurt

Our boy stresses the heck out whenever you get even the smallest bit injured

It might start fights sometimes between the two of you, but you KNOW this mamas boy would never lay a hand on you in the wrong way

If you try to join, he discourages it

He doesn't want to psychologically scar you

lots of time together whenever he can kick his dad outta his mind

Then he holds you tight like he's gonna lose you

Don't ever stop loving this man, alright?

Tom Riddle:

It's kinda impossible for you not to know about his...situation

It's all anybody talks about when you're around

But he only wants to protect you

So he makes sure to keep you distracted whenever he must get the job done

He'll take you dancing, or go shopping afterwards

sometimes you might need to clean him up after a scuffle

he lets you, but only if you promise not to ask how he got the injuries

His dad also threatens him with losing you and he could never be complete without his S/O safely in his arms

if somehow you get tangled in his mess of deatheater-ness, he will sacrifice EVERYTHING for you

his only thought is to keep you safe

Theodore Nott:

He doesn't tell you he's a Deatheater until you meet his friends

That's right, he didn't let you meet his friends

not at first

after you meet them, it's kinda like momentum until he finally tells you he's a deatheater

he definitely expects you to hate his ass, but you don't so he's hopeful

he smokes to forget all the horrible things he does.

he does it more once he finally confesses, but tries not to when you're around.

dw, his stoic attitude when you ask him about being a deatheater isn't him being uncaring

he just forgot how to feel remorse after being a human murder weapon for so long.

it's like torture for him, and he hates it

So care for him please, as best you possibly can

Draco Malfoy:

He's probably the most affected by the deatheater thing

If you're dating him, either you're younger than him or your families are close.

So you know all about the deatheater thing

he pretends having a dangerous father is a good thing

like, he can destroy draco's enemies in an instant,

but... he could also force you to join Voldemort, and that's something that can never happen.

you have to either be holding his hand or his cheek AT ALL TIMES,

otherwise his anxiety causes him to start shaking

he'll whisper all his worries as he weeps himself to sleep, and sometime you catch him doing it

his dad only protected him for so long, now it's your turn

Blaise Zabini:

He doesn't talk about it

ever

even when you two have been dating for a while, he doesn't mention it

it's not your problem, it's his

and he wants it to stay that way for as long as possible

he's afraid telling you will somehow lead to Voldemort knowing, and holding it against him

especially since the only thing Voldemort's actually threatening him with is death. extremely painful death.

so he doesn't even mention it.

you know though. you know how painful killing and torturing is for him.

it tears him apart, almost to the point where he wants to smoke with theo

sometimes he wishes desperately that he could tell you everything, but he's scared you would be in danger.

so he stays quiet and lets the anguish build

he doesn't crack. ever

he stays stoic and silent. caring

Pansy Parkinson:

she doesn't like to bother you with the gorey details,

but sometimes they slip out

she breaks down all the time. it's traumatising

but she can't really articulate what she feels

so she just cries as you hold her to your chest/side

yeah, idk i didn't really have any ideas for pansy

Lorenzo Berkshire:

he may be a little flouncy at times, but he cares about your wellbeing enough to protect you

its his main goal in life

so he tries to keep himself between you and the others for as long as possible. like theo

its less of a "you don't need to know them"

and more of a "what? other people? who needs people when I'm your cute bf?" while waving his hands in front of you so you focus on him

he lets you wash his cuts for him

and do his hair in consolidation for not being by your side for a few hours.

Voldemort really can't touch enzo without hurting you.

So he keeps his mouth shut about it a lot.

sweet boy livin in a cruel world, what can i say

[ghostssweetgirl]

hii again <3

this request is a litttlleee bit darker than usual but here we go

how would 141 react when someone slips something in readers drink at a bar?? like would ghost immediately stand up and beat the mf up?? 🥹

hi! omg they would all stand up and immediately beat some ass frfr & i LOVE dark stuff, dw :) <3 i'm not that good at writing action scenes but i hope this is goooood bc i do love the idea that they would fight for u

TF141 and How They'd React to Someone Slipping Something Into Your Drink

cw: alcohol intake, mentions of drugs, violence & blood

Captain John Price

He took the team out for drinks, sitting around the bar top. Everyone was having their own conversation, and it made his heart happy to see his people laughing with smiling faces.

While he was in a corner seat, he was making sure to keep an eye out on his team, as a good captain should.

You turned around for a minute, distracted. Soon as you weren't looking, some creep had sprinkled a powdered form of a drug into your drink, causing it to fizzle.

Of course, you didn't notice as you were watching a group of people playfully argue over their pool game.

You jumped back around when all of a sudden your captain's hands were at this guy's throat.

"You really thought you'd get away with that?" Price growled.

"Mind your fuckin' business, will you?" the creep retorted.

You made eye contact with Price, confused as to what was happening. "What the fuck," you whispered.

"Take it outside," the bartender said.

"Gladly, sir," Price chuckled darkly, dragging the guy by his shirt.

A few moments later, Price returned, kindly smiling at you. You could see the adrenaline pumping through his veins at his reddened face.

"Let's order you a new drink, yeah? Fucker ruined this one."

John 'Soap' MacTavish

You took a few sips out of your first drink, setting it down.

You smiled around at your comrades, happy to be there. A random chick walked up to you, asking you what you recommended her to order as she was new here and she just turned of age to start drinking.

You were busy chatting away, getting to know her, not noticing the random arm swooping around you, drugging your beverage.

Soap sitting next to you, picked up your drink and swiftly got up without a word.

"You okay, Soap?" you turned to him. You recognized the look in his eyes - anger. "M-my drink! What are you doing with it?"

He cornered the guy, not saying a word. His chest rose and fell heavily as he tilted his head, throwing the drink in the man's face before punching the shit out of him. He tried to fight back, missing his swing as Soap got him on the ground.

The bartender held his hands up, trying to politely ask them to take it outside but Soap was too quick in his actions.

Blood quickly splattered across the concrete floor, as well as across Soap's face and uniform.

"Get the fuck outta here," Soap demanded him, towering above him as he cowardly rose off the ground, basically tucking his tail as he ran out of the bar door. Soap looked at the bartender and back at the blood. "I'll clean it up."

He returned to his seat shortly after, wrapping his arm around your shoulder. "Let's get you a fresh drink, lass."

Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick

You were laughing at one of Price's jokes with your drink in hand. As you laughed, your hand went outwards, giving perfect access for some weirdo to walk up and put a drug in it.

Gaz watched the interaction silently, taking your drink away from you while you wouldn't notice it.

In your drunkenness, you ordered a new drink, and it was quickly given to you but as you turned around, Gaz was gone. You looked around the building, and to your surprise he was face to face with someone, having a silent, heated conversation with someone.

The guy held his hands up in defense, seeming to try to explain himself.

Gaz looked at you, seeing your worried face. The creep met your gaze and he winked at you, his lips were moving but you couldn't tell what he said.

When suddenly, Gaz smiled. You couldn't tell if it was a genuine smile or the type of smile you give someone when you're really about to give it to them.

It was the latter. Gaz hiked his knee up, bringing the man's face down to connect with it sharply. Blood painted a small patch into Gaz's pants and blood leaked down the man's face. Clearly disoriented, he tried to fight back but Gaz landed one last blow before the man held his head down, regaining his balance, shortly leaving afterwards.

The bartender sighed, walking over with cleaning supplies and Gaz helped him out.

"What... was that about, Garrick?" you whispered.

"Don't worry 'bout it. Enjoy your 'good' drink," he rolled his eyes, and from that you could tell what had happened, happy to have been around your teammates when this happened.

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

You had finished quite a handful of drinks, making sure this was your last one.

You took a few first sips before setting it down, joining the conversation with your teammates.

Ghost, as usual, was quiet. Nodding along and joining the conversation when needed. He had been keeping his eyes peeled for something to happen.

Price complimented you and Ghost's teamwork, which you happily thanked him and smiled at Ghost who nodded at you, but his eyes weren't on you. They were focused at the left side of you.

You felt a presence, and before you could turn around it was gone. Looking back around, Ghost was gone, too. Damn, that was quick.

Trying to shrug it off, you go to grab your drink but couldn't find it. Now, what the fuck?

You look around confused, seeing your teammates eyeing the corner, so you follow their gaze.

Seeing Ghost, towering over someone, hand on his knife. Your eyes widened, hoping he didn't have to use it. He held your missing cup up to the man's face as if he was interrogating him. He was.

The man was near crying, lips stammering as he tried to explain himself, but Ghost wasn't having it. Ghost must have said something to set the guy off because he thought it would be a good idea to try and push past Ghost. The glass shattered from Ghost's grip. His body tensed up before one large hand clasped around the creep's throat, lifting him up the wall. He gasped for air until his face scrunched in pain as Ghost's fist met it with a violent punch. Then another. And another.

The bartender seemed annoyed, but Ghost couldn't give a shit. He let go of the now-unconscious man, letting his body fall to the ground.

Ghost sighed as he sat back down, nodding at you. You awkwardly smiled, putting two and two together on what happened.

"Thanks, Ghost..." you said.

"Want a fresh drink, luv? Sorry 'bout your last one," he asked.

"After that, yeah..."

[vivwritesfics]

Horse Girl - LN4

High school sweethearts Lando and Y/N are very in love (she also happens to be Flo's best friend and they met through their yards) (any words you don't understand are probably just unimportant horsey terms dw about it) (also idk anything about flo's riding journey, so i made it mirror mine)

Lando Norris x reader

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"Flo," Y/N called as she appeared at the stable door. She had Gismo's bridle over her shoulder and her riding hat already on her head. "Think I borrow your martingale?"

Flo left her brush on her horses back and turned towards her friend. "I have conditions."

"Give them to me."

Flo held out her hand, checking things off on her fingers. "You clean it for me at the end of the week, you muck out for me tonight and we go on a hack."

Y/N let out a sigh. "I'm going out with Lando tonight," she said.

Being in a long distance relationship with an F1 driver wasn't easy. Y/N had to stay in England to take care of Gismo and Sooty while Lando was living in Monaco and travelling the world.

When Y/N could, she got somebody to look after the horses and spent a week with Lando in Monaco. When Lando could, he spent the week at Y/N's, visiting his family and watching her ride.

Y/N tried to spend as much time over the summer and winter breaks with him. But this year Y/N began competing Gismo. Lando travelled with her when he could during her competitions. He always had his camera with him, posting her on the jpg account.

Lando and Y/N had been friends for a bloody long time. When Flo started riding lessons, she was stuck behind a girl on a fat little pony that refused to do more than a walk. When their lesson activity had them riding side by side, Flo and Y/N became fast friends.

They went from a weekend lesson together to being at the yard every single day. They loaned the same horse, Y/N riding him for half of the week and Flo riding him for the other. Most of the time they'd be there on the same day, mucking out his stable together and cleaning his tack together. On Flo's day's to ride, Y/N was the one who sorted the jumps and picked up the shit.

When they were younger, when they'd spend all day at the stables, Y/N would sleep over at the Norris house. Flo lived closer to the yard so it just made sense.

Staying at the Norris house meant meeting Flo's big brother. Y/N had heard stories of him before, stories of his karting and his dreams of being in F1.

And then Y/N met Lando. He was the kind of boy who, when Y/N slept over, he wouldn't leave them alone. He was the annoying big brother that stopped by to make a comment on the film they were watching, steal some of their snacks and run off to play his PlayStation.

When they were teenagers, Y/N fifteen and Lando seventeen, things changed. He kept on with that whole annoying big brother image until he was around fifteen. And then he didn't care about teasing the girls - he was too busy winning in F3.

But at seventeen, he started to see Y/N a little differently. She was fifteen, almost sixteen when she watched him win around Silverstone. When he saw her afterwards, he saw her in a new light. Maybe it was that post win haze. But no, because the feelings didn't go away.

Lando waited two and a bit years before he made a move. He was in F2, then, waiting to take his place on the McLaren F1 team. Y/N and Flo were show jumping at the lower levels and Flo was Y/N's show groom for when she tried her hand at eventing.

Lando came up with every excuse in the book to join Y/N and Flo when they went eventing. He offered to drive the trailer for them, offered to groom and tack up Sooty for her. Of course, Lando had no idea what he was doing when it came to grooming and tacking up.

Flo was heavily judging her brother, but she let him come with them. He stood by the trailer, feeding Sooty mints while Y/N and Flo tacked up.

Before Lando entered F1, he knew he had to make his move. Y/N had agreed to help Flo with her horses for the night while she was off doing something unknown. It was November and Lando had just turned 19. It was now or never.

Lando made his way down to the stables. It was dark and freezing, the stables lit by floodlights. Y/N had mucked out Flo's horses and had moved onto hay. Her own horses hadn't yet been taken care of; she could deal with them once she was done with Flo's horses. Lando walked across the yard, trying to avoid getting mud on his shoes. "Y/N?" He called, looking from stable to stable.

Y/N emerged from a barn. She was in her black riding pants, mud splashed up the side. The mud disappeared under her coat and she wore a knitted beanie on her head. "Lando? What're you doing here?" She asked as she walked out of the barn with hay in her arms.

Lando let out a laugh when he saw the mud up her side. "Did you fall off or something?"

She let out a laugh as she threw the hay over the stable door. "Yeah, Sooty decided there was a gremlin hiding in the corner of the arena and freaked out," she answered as she bolted the stable door shut.

With Flo's horses done, Y/N started looking after her own. As she mucked out, Lando talked to her and gave Gismo attention. "So, McLaren, huh?" Y/N asked as she moved Gismo away from the stable door. "You excited?"

"You know it, baby!" Lando cheered. But his cheeks flushed with embarrassment and he scratched at the back of his neck. "Are you gonna come to any of my races?"

"Yeah I'll go with Flo."

But that wasn't what Lando meant. He cleared his throat and rocked on his heels. "What if Flo doesn't go to any? Will you?"

Y/N stopped and put her broom against the stable wall. She crossed her arms over her coat and turned towards her best friends brother. "What are you trying to say, Lan?" Because there was clearly something he wasn't getting across.

Lan. He loved it. He loved when Y/N called him Lan. He somehow went even more red as he looked at her. "I want you to come to my races with me, whether Flo is there or not."

Y/N's eyes went wide. "Oh holy shit, Lan. I'd love to." She looked back at Gismo. "But I can't. Not when I've got these guys."

"Let me take you on a date then, before I go."

That was five years ago. Now, everybody was waiting for the couple to get engaged.

They were in the process of trying to move in together, but that meant Y/N moving the horses with her. Trying to find a stables just outside of Monaco that wasn't over the top expensive seemed too be an impossible task. Lando was happy to pay any amount of money to have his girlfriend and the horses there with him.

But Y/N didn't want to do that. She didn't want to have to rely on Lando to pay for everything. She was going to make it to Monaco, to be there with him, on her own.

Until then they were stuck with the odd date night whenever Lando could come back to England. If Y/N could, she paid somebody to look after Sooty and Gismo while she went to Monaco or to the odd race.

"Is he meeting you here?" Asked Flo as they walked across the stables, towards where they kept their equipment.

Y/N nodded her head. "Should get here just before I'm done with Gismo," she answered. "Pretty good timing if you ask me."

Lando was an incredibly supportive boyfriend. He had to be, with Y/N supporting his Formula One career. Whenever Lando could he came to one of her shows. No matter if she was eventing or jumping or doing dressage, Lando was watching with his camera.

Flo let out a sigh as she passed the martingale to Y/N. "You know, it might actually be nice to see him," she said as she and Y/N made their way back over to the horse.

Y/N quickly got herself and Gismo ready. She led him out to the arena and mounted. She rode him around the arena, warming him up and sending him flying over jumps as she waited for her boyfriend to appear.

Boyfriend. It had been weird saying that at first. After he and Y/N had their first date Lando was whisked away into the world of Formula One. They called a lot in that time, but it was strange. Their dynamics had changed but they weren't together yet.

It was a while before they got to have a second date.

A month after the second they had their third. That was when Lando officially asked her to be his.

That was five years ago.

As soon as Lando turned up to the stables, he knew white trainers had been a mistake. Actually, bringing such an expensive car had been a mistake. But, he got out anyway, locked it, and walked to where he knew he would find his girlfriend.

Lando was in awe every time he watched her ride. He couldn't tear her eyes away as she sent Gismo flying over the jumps, throwing her hands forward to let his neck stretch.

Lando had sat on Gismo before. He was the calmer of the two horses, the only one Y/N trusted to take care of Lando.

When Y/N finished jumping and brought Gismo back down to a trot, Lando clapped. Once upon a time he had whistled for her, but Sooty had spooked and Y/N had fallen off. Lando hadn't done it since.

"Lan!" Y/N called as she steers Gismo towards him. "I missed you."

"I missed you too," said Lando as Gismo put his head over the fence, searching him for treats. When he discovered Lando didn't have any, he resorted to getting attention instead. "Missed you as well, Gremlin."

Y/N took two minutes to cool Gismo down before she jumped off. She took him back to the stable and untacked him in record time, all while Lando watched. It was incredible watching her do the thing she loved, he realised. She must've felt the same way about him.

As soon as she was done, it was time for date night. Y/N finally managed to wrap her arms around Lando, holding him close. "You're gonna stink of horses," she said as Lando squeezed her even tighter.

"I don't care," he answered before he kissed her.

Keeping one arm around her waist, Lando walked her out to the car. Her boots were muddy on his cars interior, but Lando didn't care. She could have walked shit into his car and he wouldn't have cared.

"I brought that dress you like," Lando said. Before he'd gotten to the stables he'd stopped at Y/Ns apartment to get something for her to wear.

"You're the best, Lan," she said as she sorted the music.

I won't bore you with the details of their drive to their drive to the restaurant. Once they pulled up in the car park Y/N tried her best to get dressed in the not very spacious car, since their was no way she was getting in in her state. She combed her fingers through her hair, brushing out any hay.

"Goddamn," said Lando as she stepped out the car. Y/N slipped her hand into his and she walked in.

The restaurant was nice, rather fancy. The pair shared a candle-lit Italian dinner, with music playing softly in the background. Y/N listened eagerly as Lando spoke about his last race. "I really wish you were there, though," he muttered as he finished his dinner. "I can't wait for you to move to Monaco."

"I know, Lan. I can't wait either," she replied. They were making progress. Y/N had found a stables near enough by and it wasn't too pricy. She had a key to Lando's apartment, where she was staying for the weekend while he was away at another race.

As soon as they were finished eating, Lando asked for the bill. "No dessert?" Y/N asked with a frown. Lando loved his dessert, but today he was rushing.

"Nope," Lando answered as he paid. "My trainer would kill me."

As soon as he had paid, Lando escorted Y/N out of the restaurant. He walked her over to the car, stopping half way to do up his laces.

"Thanks for tonight, Lan," she said as she turned towards him.

But, when she did, Lando wasn't doing up his laces. He was down on one knew, an open ring box in his hand. Inside of the ring box was, well, a ring. It was simple, a band with a small stone, just the way Y/N liked it. "I know we haven't moved in together yet, but I really wanna marry you."

There was a moment where Y/N couldn't answer him. She was in complete and utter shock. The only talks of marriage had been tabloid speculation, no indicators from Lando himself. "Holy shit, Lan," she said, because that was all she could say.

It wasn't a question of whether Y/N wanted to marry him. Of course she did. She wanted that more than anything.

"Holy shit Lando Norris. Of course I'll marry you."

[alanaaii]

Bae-cation w connie. ☆

nsfw 1st smut , choking

You and connie decided to start getting ready for your flight the night before so you could make sure you had all of your stuff. you stuffed your juicy couture suitcase with all of your essentials and non essentials. as you struggled to close the bag, connie just sat there and chuckled. “you packed too much mama“ “no i packed what i needed“

you continue to try different positions to zip it closed. “you NEED to take some of that unnecessary shit out“ you paused. was this nigga getting sassy?

“i’ll slap the tattoos off of you connie, don’t play wimme” he shook his head as he came over and helped you close the suitcase. connie was right. you did pack a lot of unnecessary things, but you was going somewhere you’ve never been before so it made sense. after getting it closed, you and connie made eye contact. “and who tattoos are you gonna slap off?”

something about his intense gaze made you feel tingly inside and out. you wanted to say fuck this mean acting y/n and kiss him on his pink pretty lips—but you had too much pride. “yours.” with a swift motion connie gripped onto your neck (dw u can still breathe.) and stared you down. you basically melted into his hand. you couldn’t keep eye contact anymore, you looked everywhere but his eyes. “what’s wrong ma? can’t keep your eyes on me?“ you knew he was right. you couldn’t. he was toooo damn fine. both of your lips slowly touched as connie softened his grip. a what was suppose to be a quick kiss turned into a long messy ‘n wet kiss. as he released his hand from your neck completely, you pulled away from the kiss. “you can’t kiss me like that mama..i want more” you smirked and grabbed his hand, making him follow you to your shared bedroom. you could barely make it into the room before connie picked you up and plopped you onto the bed. Your lips connecting once again for part 2. you pulled away for a split second to remove your shirt. he massaged over your breast, using his thumb and finger to pinch the bud causing you to moan inside of connie’s mouth as you feel your panties dampen. connie loved your moans, they turn him on so much he cant control himself. he takes his hands and slides your laced panties down—throwing them to godknowswhere. “mmhm you so pretty y/n.” connie felt how wet you were, slowly sliding one finger in. you gasp as he slides his finger in and out of you. you feel your orgasm building up before you were suddenly left empty. “connn” you whined. all of that emptiness turned to fullness once he slid his long tanned dick inside of you. you couldn’t believe how full connie made you. “t-too much conniee” “cmon ma, you know you can take it.” connie let you get adjusted before beginning to thrust into you. at first his strokes were slow ‘n sweet—at first—letting out your pretty and soft moans before he became rough. his thrusts got faster and hitting wayy deeper. you could feel his dick hitting all of your sweet spots. “talk to me, tell me how much you love this dick” connie felt your pussy sucking him in as he rubbed circles around your clit with his thumb. you couldn’t say a word. connie just felt too damn good. “since youn wanna talk, ima make her talk to me” connie sped up his thrust as you began to see stars, you knew you were coming to your end. you felt your blood rushing before you squirted on connie. wetting the bed and his shirt. you repeated connie’s name as if you were summoning him. it felt so fuckin good. after a few moments of silence, connie breaks it. “all good?” you shook your head yes, your eyes droopy and clearly ready to rest. “well better get cleaned up, we got a flight to catch tomorrow.”

i lowkey don’t like this that much..pls let me know if you do because i will either delete this or never make another smut 😭

[lowkeyrobin]

HII so I was reading your who you write for and saw you write for Charlie Bushnell, so I was wondering if I could get like reader and Charlie at like the an interview???

Thank you -🍄

hell yeah of course 🙏🙏 ; thank you 🍄anon, hope you enjoy 🫶🫶 ; i dunno how but this got a little off topic?? I apologize

CHARLIE BUSHNELL ; the interview

summary ; youre a journalist, he's an actor

warnings ; language, little cringe kissing scene (totally sfw dw)

disclaimers ; I said "scandalous ankles" because back in the olden days ankles and showing any skin was considered scandalous, for anyone who didn't know. reader is described to be not into fitness stuff, also don't mind me not knowing shit about fitness/weightlifting

word count ; 883

masterlist

"Hi, welc-hum inside." You smile, waving to Charlie as he enters the room. You then cringe at yourself in embarrassment. "Sorry, hi, welcome." You awkwardly chuckle, "I apologize, my words are all tangled today"

"You're good" He waves, a comforting smile on his face. He wears a black t-shirt with a logo in the corner and design on the back, paired with some jorts and sneakers like he just came from the gym. You didn't mind though, you urged your guests to come comfortable over casual.

Video interviews that weren't in front of a live crowd were the best for both of you, thank God. Meeting this Godsend of a man nearly gave you a heart attack. Just looking at his gorgeous eyes and his perfect features, nothing was wrong with him whatsoever. He was genuinely a 10/10.

He sits down in the guest chair across from yours, watching you sift through a desk a few feet away, looking for something. Your dress pants rise at the ankles every time you make a step, revealing more of your scandalous ankles, covered by socks.

You finally sit down, apologizing for taking so long to find your notebook where you held a few questions and conversation starters. The cameras begin rolling, and you introduce yourself and Charlie as per usual.

"So, what's it like being on set, with all the cameras, lights, props, and green screens? What are the action scenes like?"

Charlie lightly smiles as he gives you an answer, using his hands to talk a little bit. He seemed a little tense and nervous, but you didn't point it out or blame him, it took you years to be fully comfortable where you sat.

"What even are you? Cause like, you're an interviewer but also a journalist, what do you prefer being called?" The curly haired boy asks you.

You shrug, "Journalist, I guess. Interviewer could be put like, inside the circle of journalism, I'd say. I'm a journalist before I'm an interviewer"

He nods, giving you a gorgeous smile that you had to quickly look away for. You discreetly hide your flushed face, looking down at your notebook.

You write down some memorable quotes as you sit and chat with him, bringing up some interesting conversation and learning more about being on set and the production behind media.

After the cameras are off, you thank him and invite him to stay for some aftertalk and lunch. You came in with a large bowl of taco salad you needed to finish before it went bad and were offering it to anyone who wanted it. He accepts the offer, staying back in the break room with you to eat some of that salad you'd brought in. In his words, it was very much better than whatever fast food he was going to go get before returning home.

Your conversation quickly turns into one regarding music and working out, although you weren't too into fitness, the occasional jog here and there keeping you healthy, apparently.

You both stand up, setting your bowls and forks in the dishwasher to get them cleaned. You stand against the counter as he leans his hand against it a couple feet away.

He pulls up his t-shirt sleeve, flexing his arm to show off his muscles. He's trying to impress you, mostly, but you had asked how frequently he worked out. Not his fault.

"Usually lift about 145"

You nod, paying more attention to his face than his muscles. Not exactly your question, but you'd take it.

"You okay?" He asks, seeing you zoned out staring at him.

"Yeah, sorry-"

"Am I that handsome to you?" He asks, lightly teasing you.

"Wh- I mean, hey now-"

He lightly giggles, stepping forward a bit.

You stare into his brown eyes, colored like a dark chocolate mocha. A smile tugs at the corners of his lips, seeing your eyes almost glimmer as they stare into his.

He's just a guy, you're an interviewer, a journalist. This is weird, isn't it? Is it not?

"May I?..." He whispers, looking down at your lips, then up at your eyes.

Triangle Theory.

You nod, a soft smile painting your face.

He quickly embraces your lips with his, hands resting on your waist. You melt into his kiss, your bodies tied together. He picks you up, hands resting behind your thighs, placing you on the counter.

You quickly pull away, hands on his shoulders as he stands between your legs. "Okay, what the fuck? Do that again"

He smiles, looking up at you. His arms are now loosely wrapped around your hips and waist area, his curls falling into place like dominoes.

"You're an interesting one"

"Says you, actor guy"

"Don't try and play me at my own game"

You open your mouth to speak, but shut yourself up, seeing the smug look on his face.

He holds your left hand in his right, a slight panic running through both of your heads as he rubs your knuckles with his thumb.

You speak up now, finding your stomach filled with butterflies.

"You make me want to grab a dictionary and manually find the words I'm looking for to describe you and how attractive that was."

He lightly laughs, kissing your hand.

"Whatever you say, journalist"

[cas-writes-stuff-ig]

Part 2 of Cheering Her Up (A Party)

f!/nb! reader x regina george

CONTENT:

Word Count: 3094

Reader is working on performing for the Winter Talent Show

singing for Regina

secret relationship

Jealous Regina

Jealous Reader

smut (shower sex) (drunk sex) (jealousy)

kinda will get angsty after this

(those band geeks/people who play music in the background in the new Mean Girls movie? yeah that's who the reader is friends with)

Part 1 of Cheering Her Up

Part 3 of Cheering Her Up

a/n:

this was supposed to be a one-shot but idk I had an idea because i get inspired by songs and then make up scenarios in my head. its gonna get a little sadder soon so sorry DW they'll end up together <3

Soona is a person who was apologized to, who plays music in the background for the songs (plays guitar and drums)

("Soona, I'm sorry I said you were dragging during 'Revenge Party' There was just like, so much pressure on us to move the story forward through the montage. Like you know how it is" (1:22:24 in the movie))

I made Soona date the girl in the beanie (plays bass and drums)

I heavily based this off the 2024 version, but I switched around some of the events back to 2004

(2004: October Party/Aaron and Regina get back together -> Talent Show -> Aaron and Regina break up -> "You can't sit with us" -> Burn Book scene)

(2024: October Party/Aaron and Regina get back together -> Aaron and Regina break up -> Talent Show -> "You can't sit with us" -> Burn Book scene)

Regina finished her brownie and you scarfed yours down unceremoniously. You covered your mouth and spoke while you chewed “Shit sorry, I’ve been smelling brownies for an hour and I was starving” she just rolled her eyes at you. “Want another?”

Regina paused a pained expression painted her face for a moment, then she put her wall back up “I’m fine thanks”

You decided to let it go and then the front door opened, “Regina?” her mom walked in “You having a party in here?” you grabbed your phone and turned down the music.

Regina's little sister Kylie ran inside after her mom and waved at you excitedly. Kylie liked it when you were around because you'd scold Regina if she was being mean to her. Kylie just ran up to her room to change.

“Hey mom” Regina greeted but she was dismissive as most kids are with their parents

“Hi Mrs. George,” her mom liked you, but she was naive to the true nature of your relationship with her daughter. You grinned “I made brownies, sorry it’s a mess. I’ll clean it up”

“Oh! That’s so nice of you. Thank you, hun, don’t worry about the dishes, darling” She put her bag down walked toward the sink, and started washing them. “I’ve got it, I know you guys have homework. Regina be nice yeah?”

Her mom said that every time you were over because the first time you were at her house, you worked with Regina at the kitchen table, and she heard her daughter call you “…a fucking nerd”

“Yeah, whatever Mom,” she stood up and started walking toward the stairs. You thanked her mom, rushed to take off the apron, hung it up, and dashed up the stairs. She walked into her room, and you soon followed inside and shut the door.

She just slipped back into her bed and went on her phone. You sat on the bed and kicked off your shoes, and were worried “Hey ‘Gina?”

“Mm?” She looked up at you briefly, and then back down at her phone.

You paused and didn’t say anything for a moment “…Gina, do you wanna talk about what happened earlier?” That same pained expression panned over her face. You just touched her knee and rubbed soothing circles into it. "It's okay if you don't wanna talk about it."

She sighed, "It's just me, don't worry about it, kay?" you gave her a look.

She then pulled you to lay next to her and lifted your arm to lay on your shoulder, head resting at the crook of your neck. "I won't push it" you added after she got comfortable.

She pulled out her phone and rested it on your stomach scrolling through her apps. You took your own phone out and checked your grades on there. Regina opened her camera roll, the most recent item was a short video of you, you immediately recognized your own voice and she had this shit-eating grin on her face.

It was you just fifteen minutes ago, you watched yourself wearing the rather girly apron, singing, and pulling brownies out of the oven. "Regina! Oh my God, delete that, please. That's actually so embarrassing" you face palmed.

She laughed and said "Absolutely not," and sat up "Don't worry, it's for my eyes only" She told the truth because she couldn't show the video to anyone else or else they'd ask what you're doing in her house baking brownies for.

"You're so mean to me," you said with no real bite in your voice. "Your mom said to be nice to me Regina" You didn't ask her again to delete it, because once she made a decision she usually stuck by it, she always got her way with you.

She scoffed and said "I am being nice" and leaned back toward you, kissing your collarbone. It made you stop breathing for a moment, your body got stiff as she kept kissing your neck.

"God Regina, I have homework" you mustered out, she left a dark red hickey that peaked out just a little bit from your shirt, then she licked your neck "Shit" she was getting you worked up.

"It's fucking Friday tomorrow loser, chill out, it can wait an hour" She whispered seductively in your ear. Regina was right though so you submitted to her whims

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"Duck, stay the night" She leaned against the bed sheets.

"Okay princess," you rolled your eyes "Anything for you," you said sarcastically, but you meant it. Regina pointed towards her closet and you found some of her more comfortable loose shirts to wear to bed. "Can I grab my guitar to practice for maybe thirty minutes though? Me and my group are practicing some songs for the Winter Talent show"

"Are you singing?" Regina asked smiling.

"If you make fun of me, I'll sleep in my fucking car, Regina" You made an empty threat. "I'm playing guitar, and doing background vocals. I'm the main singer for the last song only. I just wanna practice with the music in the back"

Your band for the Talent Show consisted of people from the Band Geeks (though you weren't part of the school band yourself). The four of you were versatile in your music skills, also being able to sing lead and backup interchangeably.

You only practiced one of your songs and opted to play ones you knew well for Regina. "I thought it was only one song?" Regina asked you.

"Thought I'd show off a little bit" you looked down at the fret board, she watched your fingers move.

"You serenading me Duck?"

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You cozied into her arms too easily, over the summer, spending nights with her had conditioned you to never get up before 10AM. So you couldn't rely on your body clock to wake you up.

You set an alarm for 7AM so she could do her makeup and choose an outfit. You had left a small amount of clothes in her wardrobe that was neatly hidden away, for the nights you slept over.

In the morning you brushed her hair back and pressed a kiss to her forehead "Gina babe, you gotta get up" I brought you the brownies I made.

She sat up and smiled at you "Thanks Ducky" Shit, that smile could send you to the stars.

"Of course Gina"

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That day, at the cafeteria. You slipped off your backpack and sat down across the table from Janis, and Damian. It was the third week of your Junior year.

You never stayed for the entire duration of lunch, just to eat and run to a study room where you could get some actual silence or hang out with the Soona and band you were friends with. And you never knew that Janis and Damian were using Cady to take Regina down.

Damian gasped dramatically, it surprised you. "What's that on your neck!?" Shit, your backpack moved your shirt down revealing part of the hickey Regina gave you. Some heads turned toward your table.

Janis looked "Who you hook up with?" They both leaned in.

You were bright red "No one" You and Regina actually hid your secret pretty well, which you both greatly appreciated. But you hung out with a few people, which is why they pushed harder for an answer.

Damian leaned forward "Who?"

"No one, leave it," You said, it came out a little mean since you were stressed. "Sorry" you decided to tell part of the truth and you softened up "They're not out yet, I can't say" they yielded and switched gears.

"Is that why you've been all glow-y this semester? Your face has gay painted all fucking over it." Damian gestured with his hands pointing at you.

"Please stop talking" You pressed your temples

"Fine" They changed the topic.

"Oh Cady told us of a party happening tonight," Janis said, but you didn't really pay attention

You said "Okay" and then just looked down at your phone and texted Regina. Her contact on your phone was discreet enough, it was just her initials backward. The only thing that hinted that it could be Regina was the picture of a Jeep from the internet.

You knew your contact name, but of course, you had a rubber ducky as a profile picture on her phone.

Duck: "G, they saw the mark you left yesterday"

GR: "so what? you didn't say anything right?"

Duck: "no of course not"

GR: "then we're fine"

You could see Regina looking down at her phone too where she sat with the Plastics and Cady.

You kept observing Regina, Gretchen was next to her and leaned over. "Who's 'Duck'? New guy?"

"Jesus Gretchen, haven't you heard of privacy?" Regina scolded her.

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After school, you drove home and Facetimed Regina "Party tonight right?" you asked.

"Mmhm, you gonna go?" Regina was also rummaging through her clothes

"Yeah," you said and put on just a black T-shirt, jeans, and a brown jacket. "How do I look?" You propped your phone up to show her.

"Lame, but fine" Regina responded

"That was mean Gina" It stung a little but you were fine. "Oh remind me to send you the set list we're practicing," You asked her.

"Shit, gotta go Duck. Karen, Gretchen, and Cady are coming to my house to get ready" She looked at the messages on her phone "I'll see you later" she quickly hung up. You changed your shirt to a loose tank top, which revealed your toned arms and the hickey, you wanted to exact a little revenge on Regina and make her a little jealous.

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Soona and the gang brought you to the party. You've been at this guy's house party three times over the summer. You grabbed a red solo cup and took it to the dance floor, and your friends joined you.

You normally didn't get this drunk unless you were with only a few people, because you lost your inhibitions a little too much. The only thing on your mind was Regina. Regina. Regina. Regina.

Your head buzzed and you looked for the familiar blonde, she was in the middle of the dance floor grinding up against some jock, which happened to be Shane Oman.

You got jealous, and when you were drunk you didn't think thoroughly. Regina didn't fuck anyone else besides you for a while, you understood 'friends with benefits' implied you were not obligated to monogamy.

You had decided to mess with Regina a little more, you joined a girl who was known for queer baiting, you didn't kiss her, but you definitely got touchy, she was lifting your shirt a little. You felt Regina staring daggers at you.

After a while, you excused yourself to the upstairs bathroom where there were far fewer people here. You wondered if that was enough to get a rise out of Regina. Then a knock at the door. "Occupied" you yelled out.

"Let me in, bitch" It was Regina's voice.

'Oh shit' You thought. You wanted to anger her enough that she texted you to come over to her house, but she broke your unspoken rule to not approach each other at parties or school. You opened the door "Shit Regina. No one saw you come in here ri-"

She slammed the door shut and shoved you against the wall, her left hand snaked around your neck, not enough to restrict air, but enough to show you how mad she was. "You're stupid," she said angrily. You looked up at her, your head still buzzed.

"Gina I-" You tried speak, but her hand squeezed a little tighter for a moment, before loosening her grip to grab your jaw.

"I'm gonna leave this party, and you're gonna meet me down this fucking block. We're going home" Regina's voice was full of venom. "Do you understand?" you could smell the alcohol on her breath, and the smell of her perfume.

You let out a faint "Yes"

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She called an Uber and you stood behind her like a kicked puppy. You were in deep shit. It was already 2AM when you left the party so everyone in Regina's house was asleep.

When you got to her house she practically dragged you up the stairs and pushed you onto the bed roughly "The fuck you think you were doing at that party?" She's never been so angry at you before.

"Regina, I'm sorry I-" you stuttered, she was mad at you and it scared you. But the alcohol in your blood and the way she towered over you, making you feel helpless, made your core ache with need.

She stripped off her shirt and straddled your hips, Regina took your arms and held them above your head. "You're a fucking tease" You were both still incredibly drunk.

"Regina, I'm sorry let me make it up to you" You pleaded with her.

She wore a mean smile "And how do you plan on doing that baby" You tried to wriggle yourself out of her grip, but she used her entire body to keep you down.

The more you tried to escape, the more pathetic you looked. Face flushed, pinned under the prettiest girl you've ever seen. "Shit, I'll do whatever you ask Gina, just say the word"

"Yeah baby?" she smiled "Whatever I ask?"

"Yes," you said breathily, though it was hot, you were scared of losing her favor. You wanted to be in her life as much as possible, you were obsessed. Anything to please her.

"Strip, get in the shower" She let go of your arms, climbed off you, and rid herself of the rest of her clothes. She turned her back towards you and walked toward the bathroom, then without turning, she crooked her finger, telling you to come follow her.

She didn't need to turn around to know you were watching her every movement. She turned the shower on and walked inside "Kneel" You did, she looked at your mouth and then down between her legs. Water beat down your back. "You know what to do baby" You nodded and started to gently kiss her clit, "Don't tease, just get on with it" Your slow kisses to her pussy turned into you sucking on it hard.

You looked up at her, and you made eye contact. She moaned then said "Keep that up baby, and I might forgive you" she gripped the back of your hair and it made you whine into her pussy. "Fuck- use your fingers too babe" Coating your fingers in her slick before slipping two fingers inside of her.

"God you feel so good," she said as you started rhythmically curling your fingers inside her cunt, you took your free hand and held her up. "Oh fuck" she arched her back and pushed her hips hard into your face. You kept your pace while she rode out her orgasm. She pulled your head away, and when she let go you just kissed her thighs.

"You satisfied, Gina?" you still were on your knees she brought you up and kissed you

"No, nerd. I wanna break you" Regina knelt now and saw her there you ached for her to just get on with it. Eating her out pulled obscene sounds out of her and made you wet, and she swiped a finger through your slit. "You're so wet," Then she slid two fingers inside. "If I let you finish, you gonna promise to be good for me, baby?"

Her thumb started to circle your clit "Sh-shit, yes Gina"

"Look at me" you looked down and she pressed your clit hard.

"Fuck Regina, I'll be good" you swore.

"Promise me?"

"Promise" You gasped out as she increased her pace.

Heat gathered in your stomach and your skin felt hot. You closed your eyes and tilted your head back, moaning Regina's name like a prayer. "Gina- fuck, I-"

"Words baby" Regina cooed.

You panted trying to speak, you finally gasped out "Gina, can I finish, please? please?"

She smirked "Only because you're so cute when you beg" She sped up "Come for me, come for your owner baby"

You covered your mouth in fear of waking up everyone in the house. Your body felt like a firework, and Regina knew how to play you like a violin.

She stood and kissed you, and her anger had dissolved. Just as you regained your breath, there she was to steal it away from you again.

You knew Regina was a bitch, but you couldn't help but melt into her touch when she washed your hair or kissed your shoulder. Her attention was intoxicating.

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You lay in bed with Regina and brushed her hair behind her ear. "Gina, about you kissing Shane tonight." you paused to really think about your words. "I know we aren't together like that, but you know me, if you start dating someone else, whatever we have has to stop"

She hesitated for a second "Of course Duck" she paused again "I only did it to keep up my reputation" Regina said. It was partially true if you wanted to keep up the secret. Regina had to play her part, she had to conform, it was comphet but you didn't bring up your thoughts to her.

"Gina, I'm sorry I was acting like that at the party" You apologized for making her jealous. You knew why you were jealous, but not why she was. Did she like you? Did she just want to fuck you? You never would expect anything beyond sex and friendship from her even if it broke you inside.

But she read you easily "Hey babe, did you get jealous?" she was smug about it, and you crossed your arms. "You did huh?" She provoked you but she held your face so gently and rubbed your cheek with her thumb, that you felt your attraction to her fall far deeper than you could control.

She gave you butterflies whenever she was around. You just responded with "I'm sorry"

"It's cute, Duck, you're fine. But don't do that again yeah?" She kept holding your face "At least not with that bitch you were dancing with, she’s such a loser babe"

"Yeah, fine fine. But anyone who isn’t you or your gang is a loser to you” you teased.

"Whatever. Now come here and hold me, baby" She had you wrapped around her little finger, more so than anyone else. You felt your feelings for Regina grow, but you didn't dare to confess. You didn't want to lose what you had.

You lay on your back and Regina laid her head on your chest, then you were stroking her back and held her close to you. You kissed her forehead sweetly and lovingly, earning an adorable 'Mm', and you were getting slowly coaxed into sleep by her gentle steady breathing.

Part 3 of Cheering Her Up

[miley1442111]

dinner revelations and reactions- r.cameron (part 3)

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a/n: this takes place in a au where the stuff that happens in the show doesn't happen :)

tropes: childhood bestfriends to lovers, enemies to lovers

pairing: rafe cameron x fem! reader, jj maybank x reader (dw, not for long)

(use of Y/n, and the nickname Bunny/ bun (but i promise not in a weird way there's a story to it i swear it's not just one of those weird smut things))

summary: rafe and you finally confront each other and it doesn't end as planned, neither does you night...

warnings: mentions of drugs and drug use and drinking, fighting, cursing, rafe is a dick, rafe's mental health, reader is going through it, smut (18+)(fade to black a little bit??) , kissing, alcohol, having sex while being drunk (?), drinking, kind of alcohol abuse, mentions of dead parents and sibling, rafe being jealous, rafe is also going through it (and I think that's it?)

not entirely proofread

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Rafe sat across from you, and you felt his eyes on you the whole time. He had no right to be affecting you like this, making you nervous, making you irritated, worst of all, making you feel anything. 

“So, Bunny,” Ward started. “How are your folks? I haven’t heard from them in a while.”

You felt your throat close, and an uncontrollable coughing fit started. Sarah hit your back and it finally stopped, but you excused yourself for a moment, not knowing what to do. You walked to the kitchen, a glass of water in hand, different to the strawberry daiquiri on the table, the one that Rose had insisted on making you. You felt yourself tear up as you thought about your lonely life. The past 3 had been the worst of your life. Coming home to an empty house, having to clean out their bedroom and everything else they owned, having no choice in how they went. A lot of your college friends ditched you at that time too, you didn't tell them what happened and you stopped coming out with them, so you drifted. It was so fucking hard. And explaining it would be difficult too. 

You hadn’t even noticed you’d started crying until Rafe had put his arms around you. 

And then there was the Rafe heartbreak. Your best friend and first love drifting away mere months after you moved to a whole new place, full of new people, and new ways to live. It was unfunny how upset you’d been, not leaving your room (except for going to school or for mealtimes), you almost broke your phone, you were so upset, and you got rid of anything (aside from the friendship bracelet you still wore) that reminded you of him. 

But for just a millisecond, you allowed yourself to enjoy him being there for you. 

Despite promising yourself that you’d never speak to him again when you turned 16 and he hadn’t replied in months, when big life events happened, you’d texted him. You’d texted him when your parents died, when you graduated with honours, when you got accepted into your dream college, and every single time, it always said that he read your messages. He knew what was going on, he knew you needed him, and he did nothing. 

You pushed him off of you and sighed. “Don’t try to comfort me now. That’s not fair,” you whispered, trying to stop yourself from crying. 

“Bun, please I’m-” he started, trying to take your hand, trying to make you look at him. To see the distress he was in, to notice the effect you had on him, to know that he still cared about you. 

“No!” you groaned, crossing your arms and moving further away from him. Thank god they had a huge kitchen. Rafe was always the focal point in every room, he drew attention in from everyone. His charisma, his smile, his looks, everything. Every time you entered a room he was in you were engulfed by Rafe, and it wasn’t fair. “Rafe, I don’t want your pity!-”

“It’s not pity-”

“Well I don’t want your help!” You finally stopped crying, the sadness easing but all that was left in its wake was rage. “I needed you, when I was a scared 15 year old girl in a new city, on the other side of  the country, I needed you when my brother died, I needed you when my parents died, I needed you when I was scared to move to college, I needed you when my first boyfriend and I broke up, and you weren’t there Rafe. But just because I needed you then, does not mean I need you now. You are exactly what is wrong with everyone on this island. You’re a prejudiced, privileged, piece of shit, asshole, drunk, with too much time and money on his hands. Get a job, work for something, for anything.” 

Rafe just stood there in shock. You pushed past him, rejoining the table.

“Sorry about that,” you chuckled. “My parents…” You paused and took a deep breath. “They died three years ago, sorry I didn’t call to let you know.” 

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Rafe sat across from you, and he had no idea what he was going to do. 

“So, Bunny,” Ward started and he rolled his eyes. Bunny had been a nickname Rafe had given you, and it had always bothered him when his dad used it, or when Rose used it, or when basically anyone but him used it . “How are your folks? I haven’t heard from them in a while.”

Rafe watched as your coughing fit began and he knew why. A sense of dread settled itself deep in his stomach and he sighed when you left to get a glass of water. He started getting up, then turned to Rose. “She doesn’t fucking like strawberry darquiri’s,” he spat.

He walked into the kitchen as quietly as possible, seeing how you sobbed with a hand over your mouth over the sink. He couldn’t help but feel partly responsible, and he hated seeing you cry. He felt you stiffen and quiet when he pulled his arms around you, then he held you closer as you started crying more. He’d missed you so damn much. He knew he should’ve responded, even after all these years, even when he fucking yearned to talk to you. But he’d made his bed and he had to lie in it. 

Losing you was one of the hardest things he’d ever gone through, and it wasn’t like his mom, where he could blame external forces, he was stuck with knowing that you being gone was his doing. That he’d driven you away at the ripe old age of 14. He loved you, and you’d left, but he just couldn’t see a universe where someone as lovely as you wanted him to stay, so he left. And he was stupid for leaving, and even worse for not apologising, but he was never known to go back on his word. As he held you, he thought about all the time his dad had said something, had hit him, and he thought about the fact that he could’ve talked to you. He could’ve called and asked for your advice, he could’ve heard your voice.  

And he noticed how your hands stayed on his body, not pushing him away, and he smiled. 

He felt awful for his behaviour. He should’ve been there for you when your brother and when your parents died. He knew he should’ve driven to fucking California and held you at the funeral. Let you cry on his shoulder. He should’ve been sending you supportive texts as you entered college, he should’ve been facetiming you asking about courses and classes, he should’ve been there to tell you that your asshole boyfriend wasn’t the shit. He remembered how he’d gone on a two-day bender when you texted him to say you had a boyfriend. He’d never been so jealous, and he hadn’t seen you in years. But he knew, he knew your spirit and he knew how beautiful you’d grown up to be. He knew your personality and your smile. It wasn’t fair what he did, but he knew this wasn’t about him. So, he just enjoyed being wanted by you, even if it was just for a few minutes. He didn’t deserve you in any capacity, but you still stood in the kitchen, his arms around you as you cried. 

You pushed him off of you and sighed. “Don’t try to comfort me now. That’s not fair,” you whispered. And the moment was over, but Rafe still had to try. 

“Bun, please I’m-” he started, trying to take your hand. He needed you to see him. He needed you to look at him, and look at the desperation in his eyes. He needed to explain that he hadn’t felt alive since you’d been gone, and having you here, being able to hold you? It had brought him back to life. 

“No!” you groaned, crossing your arms and moving further away from him. Fuck this huge kitchen, he wanted you closer to him, but he knew not to overstep. He stood at the sink and you paced slowly. Rafe was being driven out of his mind with these mixed signals. This wasn’t fair. “Rafe, I don’t want your pity!-”

“It’s not pity-” He tried to reason, his anger bubbling, but he took a deep breath to try and settle it. 

“Well I don’t want your help!” You finally stopped crying, the sadness easing but all that was left in its wake was rage. “I needed you, when I was a scared 15 year old girl in a new city, on the other side of  the country, I needed you when my brother died, I needed you when my parents died, I needed you when I was scared to move to college, I needed you when my first boyfriend and I broke up, and you weren’t there Rafe. But just because I needed you then, does not mean I need you now. You are exactly what is wrong with everyone on this island. You’re a prejudiced, privileged, piece of shitty, drunk, with too much time and money on his hands. Get a job, work for something, for anything.” 

Rafe just stood there in shock. You pushed past him, rejoining the table. He felt sick. No one had ever called him out like that, you had never spoken to him like that. He stood in the kitchen, and for the first time in years, he cried. He felt a genuine tear fall down his face and he knew he was fucked. 

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You showed up outside John B’s place, wanting to find Jj. None of it made any sense, it never had. Rafe, your parents, your brother, everything. 

“Hey Y/n,” He smiled, opening the door. You pushed past him inside and to his bedroom. “Everything ok?” He asked, following you.

“Do you have something strong?” You asked and he smirked. 

“Yeah,” he reached behind you to a cabinet and produced a bottle of Polmos Spirytus Rektyfikowany Vodka. 

“What’s that?” You asked, looking over to Polish bottle. 

“95% abv,” he smirked. “Strongest out there.”

You uncapped it and took a large swig. Jj chuckled when you had no reaction. 

“Good,” he smirked, then took the bottle off of you and drank some himself. 

The night went on through a haze of alcohol, laughter, and a weird energy in the air, something you couldn’t exactly put your finger on. 

“You tired?” He asked, a smile on his face. 

You didn’t answer, just pressing your lips to his. His hands grabbed your waist as you pulled him down on top of you. You needed to forget, to be distracted for a few hours, for one night to not be inside your own mind. Jj could serve that purpose, and maybe more. You just knew you needed to stop thinking.

“A-are you sure?” He asked, pulling away for a beat as you pulled his shirt off. 

“So sure,” you nodded and kissed him again. He smirked as you desperately pulled at his hair. 

He pulled down your trousers and pants in one fluid motion and he groaned. “You’re fucking gorgeous. All of you.”

He smashed his lips onto yours once again. Next his pants were down and he wax putting a condom on, then he was inside you and fuck. He was big. 

“Jj!” you whined as he sunk into you. His forehead was already laced with sweat. 

“Yeah baby?’ he gritted out, using all of his self-control to give you a minute to adjust. 

“So big,” you groaned. 

“You can take it,” he grunted as he started to move. You were so wet, so tight, so perfect. He couldn’t get you out of his head, and this was a lot better than what he was imagining. 

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You weren’t sure what time it was when you fell asleep, but you were fucking exhausted. You fell asleep with his arms around you, and you woke up the same way, with your head pounding and the uncontrollable urge to vomit.

What had you done?

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anon who request roommate to fwb ateez here! lol i would love it to be headcanons please. sorry for not being clear on my request.

hope you have a lovely day!

dw about it, i got you!! thank you sm for clarifying! hope this is okay :))) (i'm so sorry that sone of these are WAYYYYY longer than the others, i kinda had no ideas for some of them 😭)

roommates to fwb with ateez

pairing' ot8 x reader

genre' i have no idea??? fluffy and angsty at parts

warnings' obviously very very suggestive. no smut, but pls do not read if under 18, mentions of a bad breakup

a/n' i just wanted to say on this post before anyone requests it, i do not write actual smut, and this is probably the farthest i would go in terms of writing nsfw. not just bc i have a lot of mutuals who are minors, but bc im just not comfortable with doing that ❤️ (also, im so sorry that some of these are much longer than the others)

⚝hongjoong

you and hongjoong hadn't known each other for very long; you were looking for a roommate while in grad school, and one of your friends told you that his friend was also looking for a roommate

you were hesitant about moving in with a stranger- especially a man. but after you met him at a café before deciding to move in together, you decided that he seemed harmless enough.

given that you two had almost opposite schedules, you hardly ever saw each other, but on the occasions you did, it was mostly in the evening, when you both were too tired to really function.

you two mostly stayed out of each other's way, but on one occasion, when you were passing by each other while getting ready in the morning, and he suggested the idea of having dinner together at home since you were both free that night.

it was awkward at first, making dinner with hongjoong. even though you'd been roommates for a few months at that point, you really didn't know much about each other.

as soon as dinner was finished, you suggested that the two of you crack open a bottle of wine, which quickly turned into two, which turned into three.

the next morning, you woke up mortified in hongjoong's bed. you had definitely not intended to sleep with your roommate. with him still sleeping, you hastily grabbed your clothes and tiptoed back to your own room to get ready for your first class.

when you came back home that evening, he was lounging on the couch, scrolling through netflix. with the bottle of aspirin and large glass of water on the table in front of him, you could tell he was still recovering from the previous nights several bottles of wine.

when he saw you awkwardly standing in the doorway, he invited you over to sit down on the couch. you two watched a show you didn't recognize for maybe a half an hour.

you woke up in his bed again the next morning.

there wasn't much discussion about what you two had going on. you two still hardly saw each other, and it was mutually decided that this would be a strictly casual thing. with you going to school and working part time, and him being in the studio almost 24/7, it wasn't like there was much room for it to turn into a serious thing.

⚝seonghwa

you and seonghwa had been friends for years and years when you mentioned to him in passing that you were looking for a new roommate after your previous one had moved out. he immediately offered to move in, and you, slightly desperate and knowing that he would be a respectful roommate, agreed immediately.

it was comfortable living with seonghwa- he often made his own food and cleaned his own dishes, except for on Fridays when you had "roomie night" where you two made dinner and watched a movie together.

you and seonghwa had been friends for so long, and now that you two were roommates, you might have gotten a little bit too comfortable with each other. having only one bathroom, you two quickly had gotten comfortable using the bathroom while the other was in the shower.

at first it was just a joke that you had made in passing- the idea that you and seonghwa could shower together in the mornings to save time. but one morning when you were running late, you pounded on the bathroom door while seonghwa was in the shower. begging him to hurry up so you could take one.

instead, seonghwa told you to just hop in, and you being desperate to get to work on time, closed your eyes and agreed. nothing happened, seonghwa was respectful, keeping his eyes above your shoulders, and he even helped you wash your hair.

every now and again, whenever one of you was running late, you would just hop in the shower with the other, but of course it was just casual. as casual as showering together could be. it had started to become comfortable, even.

one night, while seonghwa was in the shower, and you had just gotten home from a ten hour work day. all your muscles were sore, your hair was greasy, and all you wanted was to take a hot shower. you heard the water running from the bathroom, and without much thought, you knocked on the door and asked seonghwa if you could hop in.

it was casual at first- as everything between you two was. you mentioned your sore muscles, and he offered to wash your back. one thing led to another, and before you knew it, he was in your bed with his arms around you.

the next morning, you two had a long discussion about it, and decided to keep it casual. both of you were focused on your careers, and didn't have much time to put into anything romantic.

⚝yunho

one thing i know for certain is that yunho would not be able to keep up being friends with benefits for long. he's too soft and romantic for that life. you two had been friends for a couple years, and decided to move in together after you graduated college and were looking for a job.

at first, he thought he could do it. you two had slept together the first time the night you had moved in together. you took shots in celebration, and got a little tipsy. you two had always gotten a little handsy with each other when you drank together.

the next morning, you told him that while you enjoyed yourself, you didn't want anything serious, but wouldn't be opposed to doing it again if you were both feeling it. he quietly agreed. although he was maybe a little heartbroken, he understood that you wanted to focus on your career before getting into anything serious.

with every time you two slept together, he fell a little bit more in love. he felt bad for not telling you, but he figured that you were both enjoying yourselves, so why ruin it?

one morning, he woke up before you, and while he gazed at you in your sleep, his arms still wrapped around you, he decided to tell you that he couldn't do it anymore.

he told you that night when you had come home from work, and to his surprise, you told him the same.

yay, you're in love!

⚝yeosang

yeosang had moved into your apartment after you had broken up with your boyfriend. you had been together for four years, and after he moved out, you needed someone else to help split the rent.

you and yeosang hadn't known each other for a very long time, but you were comfortable enough with each other.

you mostly stayed out of each other's way, but still hung out from time to time.

one night, you and yeosang were hanging out in your room while you were lamenting about your breakup and how long it's been since you were intimate with anyone, and before you knew it, you were on top of yeosang with his hands gripping your thighs

it was a mutual decision to keep it a friends with benefits type relationship, neither of you were really emotionally available for a real relationship at the time.

⚝san

the single most respectful man in the world.

when you two first moved in together, bro was so scared that he would accidentally walk in on you nakey or smth. he would knock on literally every door he entered, even if there would be no reason for him to??? like, why are you knocking on the pantry door???

you actually thought he was a little weird for it at first, but after time you started finding it cute

like, really cute.

like, "ooh i want him so bad" type cute

one day you were doing your skincare in your shared bathroom with the door cracked open, and san, as he always did, knocked before entering, startling you and causing you to accidentally rub your face wash in your eye (this actually happened to me istg i can still feel it stinging)

when he came in you were just like, "bro idec if you see me naked atp, just stop knocking on every damn door"

he did relax and stop knocking incessantly after that. which was all well and good until HE DID walk in on you changing

you didn't really care tbh, you took it as an opportunity to be like, "alright, tension's too high. let's smash 🙏"

after that, he was much more comfortable just walking in 🤞

⚝mingi

you and mingi had actually been fwb at one point before you moved in together, but he decided it was too messy and a little weird for the rest of your friend group

but after he moved in with you after your old roommate got married, you two just kinda fell back into it

istg, mingi is a lot more romantic than yall think he is 😞🤞 he acts all freaky, but he's a loverboy at heart

one day about three months into you two living together, you guys got a little drunk and while you were making out on the couch, he was like "i love you :3"

which left you like 🤨⁉️ like, huhhh????

when you brought it up to him the next day, he tried to pretend like he didn't remember saying anything like that, but you can see right through that silly boy ☝️

after a bit of picking at it, he finally told you that the reason he broke off your old situation was bc he was falling in love with you. omg 😞❤️

obviously you love him too, bc who wouldn't?

⚝wooyoung

you and wooyoung didn't know each other at all before he moved in. one day, your old roommate moved out, and he was just kinda there??? apparently, your old roommate had made the arrangement for him to be the replacement without you knowing

you didn't mind, really. wooyoung seemed harmless enough. maybe a little weird?

you didn't see him much at the start, he was pretty much always working. you work from home, so you were always there when he was- but when he was home, he kind of just immediately went to bed.

one morning, you walked into the kitchen while he was making breakfast, and he was just like, "hi :]" and gave you a plate of eggs and toast.

he didn't have work that day, so you two kinda just like, hung out??? you didn't have much work to do, so when you were done, you came back out to the main room and he was just watching tv, so you sat down next to him

the tension was PALPABLE, he was wearing a black tank top and sweatpants and you were STARING

he kinda just turned to you and was like, "i'm hot, you're hot, let's smash."

you were taken aback, but like, he's so right.

yes, he's freaky

⚝jongho

honestly, you and jongho were roommates for a few years before your fwb thing started

you had a boyfriend for a while, and then even after you broke up, it was probably about six months before you and jongho slept together for the first time

your breakup with your boyfriend was messy. your relationship had been deteriorating for a long time, but neither of you wanted to admit it. so one night, he kind of just exploded at you and left and didn't come back. until about half a year later

he showed up to yours and jongho's apartment unannounced and said he wanted his stuff back. once you said that you threw it all out months ago, he started screaming and yelling at you, and jongho had to physically drag him out

when jongho came back in, he was heaving and sweating, and looked reeeeally good. and when you two made eye contact, it was all over. you kinda just like, pounced on each other.

you decided to sleep with jongho mainly bc you knew it would've pissed your ex off so bad if he knew. he always hated the fact that your roommate was a guy. you did like jongho a lot, you'd been friends and roommates for years, you just never realized how attractive he was until he kicked that dickhead to the curb

after that, you two rarely slept together tbh. it only ever really happened when one or both of you had a shitty day and needed to take your frustration out on something.

(this is one of the cases where you two would most definitely end up dating)

[toxscty444]

in the car…?

Prompt: you and Sukuna are roommates- and you always manage to get into some trouble, whether it be egging your toxic ex’s car, or TP’ing your friends house- he’s always with you. And this time is no exception…😉

‼️MINORS DNI‼️

Also this might be a longer fic so if oh don’t like little side stories- then I dunno. dw pooks- there’s nsfw 🤭

“God- ‘kuna Alex is bothering her again. I’m gonna fuckin kill him.” You groan frustratedly.

Alex, your best friend’s boyfriend is a fucking terror, and an asshole. The only reason your best friend puts up with him is because he’s ‘good in bed’ according to her. Merely thinking about the little shit has you rolling your eyes in annoyance

“Oh? What’d he do now?” He asks, amused and a sly smirk on his lips. He looked so fucking hot. But you won’t admit that to yourself.

Yet.

“He’s just being a dick.” You shake your head, scoffing.

“Why don’t we do something fun then? Maybe egg his house, then smoke a lil? Relieve some stress in the process, pretty girl?” He teases, his hands rubbing your shoulders, an intimate gesture.

The little sigh that escapes your lips and the way you relax under his touch makes his eyes darken in desire, but he won’t do that- at least not right now.

“Sure- you bring the eggs, I bring the weed.” Your laugh echoes through the shared apartment, something he could listen to on repeat, and amused smirk on his face.

He watches you as you get up and take the little black tubes containing the already rolled up joints, and a carton of eggs- and you hand both to him, flashing your cute little smile at him that drives him crazy. You walk over to the door and he follows you out to the lobby, making sure anyone passing by knows your his-

but you don’t know that yet? He’ll make sure you know it soon enough.

You both get into your car, bantering back and forth about who should drive- of course, Sukuna wins that little squabble, “you already look like a passenger princess, might as well act like one.” He chuckles, sitting down in the drivers seat and closing the door, giving you a knowing smirk, watching your cute little ass walk around the car to the passenger seat beside him.

“You already know where Alex lives right?” You ask him, and he simply nods, pulling out of the parking lot.

“Princess, you’ve driven past that punks house more times than I can count looking for your little friend, to lecture her later about staying at his house.” He retorts, smirking at you mischievously.

Sometimes he can be so damn tempting.

Five minutes later, he pulls into Alex’s neighborhood, parking farther away from his house so you guys aren’t seen, it’s not your guys’ first time getting into a bit of trouble. “Got the stuff?” He asks, an eyebrow raised in question, and you nod and grin at him, holding up the joints and the eggs.

“We’ll save the special stuff for later after we’re done with this little asshat.” You smirk, putting the joints in the glove box, along with the lighter.

You both get out of the car at the same time, his steps eating up the distance to Alex’s home.

“Can I get the first grab?” He smirks at you, already reaching for the first egg in the carton and chucking it at the living room window, making you cover your mouth and stifle your laughter. The eggs shatters like glass on impact, dripping down the window, leaving a mess of eggshells and yolk all over the place.

“That little shit will have so much fun cleaning this up tomorrow.” You laugh quietly, the moon being your only guise from prying eyes. Thank god it’s dark out.

You both take turns circling the house and throwing eggs at the house, and after you’re both done, it looks like a mess. And you’re proud of it.

“That’s not the only mess I’ll be proud of tonight~” he says low and husky in your ear as you guys walk back to the car, making your face flush in desire and making your breath hitch, “wha- huh? You talk in about the joints?” You ask him, a bit concerned and flustered. He wanted to fuck you so bad already.

“Yes princess, I am.” He say sarcastically, winking at you suggestively. And you roll your eyes, he can be so corny sometimes.

You both get back to the car, him taking the drivers seat again, you’re kicked back to passenger princess again. Not that you’re complaining. You open the glove box and pull out one of the joints and a lighter, handing the lighter to Sukuna and holding the joint to your lips, he smirks at you and lights the joint for you, watching your pupils dilate from the effect of the marijuana.

You pass the joint to Sukuna, exhaling the smoke, your head leaning against the headrest on the seat. Your eyes close in bliss, letting the effects wash over you, feeling light and happy, your body feeling everything tenfold, making any slight touch or sensation undeniable.

He watches you with half lidded eyes, needing you so bad. He takes a long drag of the joint, the smoke he exhales blurring his perfect fucking face.

“You feelin better yet princess?” He smirks at you, looking you up and down. His eyes rake over your figure hungrily, your shirt hugging your curves perfectly, and the sweatpants you’re wearing makes it casual enough for you to make an excuse to show off your perfect boobs. Which he shamelessly stares at.

Your eyes narrow, a small smirk on your lips, “eyes up here pretty boy.” You point to your face and he looks at you with and amused and slightly surprised expression, “I know that already princess.” His voice is low and husky when he talks, filled with need already.

You take his hand in yours and slowly guide it to your thigh, his hand possessively gripping your thigh, trailing dangerously close to your already throbbing and needy clit. “What do you think you’re doing?” You ask him coyly, you’ve always been such a damn tease. And he loves it.

“Re-phrase the what to who. Should be obvious already, huh princess?” His gaze burns into yours with such an intensity, you’re basically putty in his hands and he hasn’t even done anything yet.

He hands the almost-forgotten joint back to you, smirking knowingly at you and exhaling smoke from the drag. You take it from him and hit it again, and another time, just to make sure. “Just warning you-“ you pause, unsure of if you should say it, especially since his hand is on your thigh.

“What is it baby?” His smirk grows even more, his hold on your thigh tightening.

You sigh, looking down, “sometimes I get high before I go out to a club or something- because I get insanely turned on at literally anything.” You scoff playfully at your little confession.

Oh that’s just what he wanted to hear.

“Really princess? Let’s see how you get with me then.” His gaze darkens, his breathing shallow and a lustful smirk on his face.

Oh you’re in for it now.

He discards the joint outside the car window, slightly cracked from letting in the cool summer night air. The feeling flowing through your senses is surreal, and so is your desire to fuck him.

And so is his. But before he can mutter anything, your lips meet his in a hungry kiss. He lets out a satisfied groan, his hands holding your waist closer to him and he tangles his hands in your hair, pulling your head back harshly and peppering kisses down your neck all the way down to your collarbone.

“Damn princess, what’d you think what would happen if you told me that, hm?” He whispers in your ear, his other hand reaching under the top of your sweats, his fingers finding its way to your needy core, his fingers rubbing lazy circles on your clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. The sensation heightened from the effects of marijuana.

“F-fuck S’kuna- we’re still in the car-“ you whine, moaning at his skilled fingers working your clit. Your lips parting in a satisfied sigh, your hand coming up to cover your mouth.

“So baby? Can fuck you just as good here as on the bed, kay?” He whispers in your ear, low and husky. His fingers pace picks up even more, sliding into your wet pussy, his fingers curling inside you, hitting that sweet spot, making your back arch in pleasure as he finger fucks you harder and faster, “ah! K-kuna- s’close!” You moan out, your cunt tightening around his fingers.

“Cum f’me then princess.”

His words send you over the edge, your mouth falling open in pleasure, a lewd moan slipping past your lips and your eyes rolling back. He can barely hold himself back anymore, his erection near painful at this point, making a tent in his grey sweats.

“Get in the backseat. Now.” His words are demanding and full of lust, leaving no room for resistance or discussion. And you climb into the backseat, slipping off your top and your sweatpants, leaving you in your bra and panties, making the poor man go feral.

He gets in after you, having to open the backseats door because of his muscular build. Fuck that turned you on so much. He closes the door and locks it, the little ‘click’ of the lock sealing your fate for the evening.

Oh you’re fucked, literally.

He yanks down his sweatpants and boxers at the same time, revealing his angry erection, already leaking pre cum from the tip. And your eyes widen at the sight of it, long and thick, how is this going to fit inside you?

“Like what you see princess?” He leans down, whispering in your ear, his voice raw and husky.

“M-mhm” you manage to mumble between moans and whimpers.

“S’kuna please-“ you whine, your hips bucking up needily.

“Use your words baby, can’t hear you between all those little noises you’re making.” He says, smirking down at you, teasing you.

“K-kuna please I need you inside me.” You moan out, your hands finding its way to your clit, still covered by your skimpy little panties. But he grabs your wrist before you can lay a finger on it. “Tsk. Try again princess, on your hands and knees.”

You whine impatiently, annoyed and desperately needing to feel him inside you, so you quickly sit up, your back facing him and you arch your back against his hands, holding your hips in place so you can’t move.

You feel his fingers slowly trace the outline of your perfect little ass, making quick work of ripping off those panties. “You want me princess? Hm?” He purrs in your ear, tangling his hands in your hair, pulling your head back.

“Y-yes.” You moan out, earning a low groan from him.

“Fuck princess- makin this damn hard to control myself.” He says before slamming into you in one harsh thrust, letting you accommodate to his size, stretching your tight little pussy out. Your sweet little cry of pleasure is enough to drive him crazy and he pounds into you over and over, his tip hitting your cervix again and again.

“Ngh- ah! K-kuna!” You moan out, the pain from earlier quickly replaced with pure ecstasy and pleasure.

His pace picks up even more, making you see stars, “f-fuck princess, so tight and needy. Didn’t know you’d be a little slut huh?” He pulls your hair back again, his hips still slamming into yours at the same brutal pace, making the car move.

You feel yourself tighten around him, nearing you orgasm, “S-S’kuna fuck! S’close!” You cry out, almost screaming his name.

“Did I say you could cum yet slut? No? Didn’t fuckin think so.” He growls low in your ear, pounding into you deeper and deeper, making it significantly harder for you to not cum around him.

Tears of pure pleasure roll down your cute little face, begging him to let you come.

“You wanna cum princess? Yeah? Scream my name for me will ya?” He groans, feeling his own orgasm coming soon.

And oh fuck- you screamed his name so loud the whole neighborhood probably heard it. And that’s makes him so fucking turned on. They way your back arches and your eyes roll back makes him fuck you even harder. How that’s possible? You don’t know, but god it feels so fucking good.

“F-fuck!” Sukuna lets out a low moan when he comes inside you, his thick, hot cum making a mess of your thighs and cute little pussy.

Your pants fill the car, catching your breath.

“How about we pick this back up at home princess?” He smirks down at you, admiring your fucked out, dazed expression.

“Fuck yeah.” You say, a mischievous glint in your eyes.

He’s definitely getting head on the way home.

[drrobobitch]

☆𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓣𝓸𝓐 𝓰𝓪𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓪 𝓬𝓵𝓾𝓶𝓼𝔂 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 ☆ (yea pretty basic but it’s the best I got rn 😭)

Warnings: slightly angsty??,cringe,slightly cursing but otherwise fluff, mentions of burning….??? And fire??mentions of injury, car crashing, and stalking?? Blinky bro- get it together man

This is so long help 💀💀😭 (also sorry I didn’t include some of the characters I got lazy)

Jimbo

Jim…to say he worry’s for you is an understatement

Feels like he has to be there watching your every move so there’s no accidents

You’re bumping into walls, poles, signs, breaking things,tripping,accidentally burning things

Jim is kinda of confused…how did you not see that pole….it’s right there

But he doesn’t have the heart to throw shade your way

Even if you do break things

Very important things

In all truthfulness he is frustrated but never mad, especially at you

Even when frustrated he doesn’t snap at you or lash out (even if he did I wouldn’t even count it as that, he just doesn’t seem like the type to yell at his s/o or anyone for that matter)

He just tries to fix it to the best of his ability

And if you try to fix it, he’ll definitely appreciate it even if it is a little…..banged up

As for the burning….

After the first time you cooked together…

Wouldn’t let you near the; stove,microwave,oven, or even the toaster without his supervision

He’s just trying to keep you safe, he doesn’t want an accident to happen, so…can you really blame him???

If you’re able to drive no you’re not 😃

You’re not getting in that car

Is scared you’ll slip up and get hurt or worse

So he’ll ride in the car with you if you’re driving

Once he gets his drivers license, you’re not driving it for a while 🧍🏾‍♀️he’s just looking out for you

When you trip he tries his best to catch to catch you but there’s no guarantee

He also tries to pull you out the way when there’s a pole which usually works

Unless he’s distracted

Another thing, he’d never laugh if you fell, and he’d always help you back up

He’s so sweet I love him he’s such a gentleman 💙

Toby pie

Tbh he was probably scared of you at first 💀💀💀

Thought you were bad luck (thank eli for that)

He quickly figured out that wasn’t true

Nothing happened to him when you were around

It was just you tripping and falling 😭😭

He did try to help you to the best of his ability

Surprised whenever you bumped into a pole

“How did you not see that?!?! It was right there!!!”

Throws shade at you all the time for falling tripping, or worse

But always does it lightheartedly

Tells you to ‘be careful’ but you him both know that’s not possible, even if you tried

The burning now…

That’s what has him paranoid

What if you’re house burns down

“You burned my house to the ground” (sorry not sorry)

But still

Every time you tell him you’re cooking, he tells you to be careful or asks if he can help

Even if you say you don’t he’ll show up anyway 💀💀(“how I got you address…?…….don’t even worry about that bruh-“)

I mean you don’t want your house crispy do you?? 😭💀

Usually asks what you’re doing so he can keep track and be aware of what could go wrong

He’s lucky you’re just clumsy

Not one to laugh when you fall, but he has that stupid smile on his face while he helps you up

If you can drive, he feels very anxious about you driving

Doesn’t want you to get hurt or deal with the trouble of having to buy a new one and have the same thing happened over and over

So he offered to drive it for you (despite not having his license💀💀)

Either way start praying

If you break something, he helps you clean it up or just fixes it for you

If it’s something important, it’s likely that you never broke it because he never let you near it 😭😭 (no shade to you he’s just being careful)

But if you do break something important he’s definitely frustrated and you can tell

Toby is a very honest person, so he usually voices how he feels and his opinion

In this scenario…dw he’s not the type to yell at you or anything but he will slightly raise his voice an octave or two

But you can tell he’s upset

“I told you to be careful!! I told you this was really important, and to be careful with it……why didn’t you listen to me”

He knows that even if you tried you couldn’t but is still frustrated

But he’s not mad at you, he could never be mad at you

You usually try to fix it afterwards, which he is great full for that

Like a lot

(He’s so sweet I love Toby 🧡)

Claire bear

Tbh she just feels bad for you

You bump into stuff, fall and trip, burn things in chemistry by accident (you got ms. Janeth growing gray hairs💀💀)

And you break your own projects and assignments 😭😭😭

She usually offers to help you fix it

Let’s you know when there’s a pole or wall up ahead

Tries to stop you from tripping, but once again no guarantee

Is praying you don’t or haven’t already fell down the stairs (you have)

Tries to cook you food before you try to make it or she’ll buy you so many snacks or take out that you don’t even need to make lunch or make food 💀💀

Will also try and keep track of where you are so that she can be there to help you if you’re in danger

If you’ve got a car, she won’t necessarily drive it for you or tell you not to drive you

But will offer for you to ride or walk with her to spend time with you

And she’ll ask you almost everyday(she’s so slick)

It’s her little way of getting you to not drive the car without outright telling you (Claire is so smart, Claire>>>>>>)

Definitely helps you clean if you break something, if its glass…you’re not going anywhere near it or the mess you just made

Knowing you, you’d probably step on it or worse

If you break something important, like Toby, she probably didn’t let you near it in the first place

If you do break it…..

She’ll definitely be pissed

But she won’t say anything (that’s how you know bruh 💀)

She definitely wouldn’t yell at you, like at all

She wouldn’t even know what to say

In the end she feels bad because SHE thinks that YOU think she hates you

She doesn’t, and she lets you know that after a bit or after she’s calmed down

She’s more so frustrated than mad

If you try to fix it, she’ll definitely appreciate that

(Claire is a W girlfriend)

AAARRRGGHH

Confused as to why you keep bumping into walls and poles

Can you not see??? Are you blind??

Toby tells him you’re just clumsy but…..he doesn’t understand

What does clumsy mean?? And what does that have to do with you falling all the time??

Catches you when you trip or fall, not just sometimes, but all the time

He doesn’t pull you out of the way when there’s a wall or a pole

Instead he picks you up :)

Offers to carry you so that it’s less hazardous for you when traveling

Feels a little uneasy when you drive a car 😭😭

He doesn’t want you to crash okay 😭

As for cooking..

No 😃

Hell no😦

He can’t really stop you…

Well not that he can’t he just doesn’t 💀💀

The others keep track of you for him (mainly Toby)

So they’re there supervising, you…a grown adult

They know you feel embarrassed but they don’t care, they’re saving your life

And your house-

But anyways back to AAARRRGGHH

Won’t stop you from driving a car, but if you get in an accident even once

Gets nervous about you driving one again or any vehicle for that matter

If you break something he’s probably gonna eat it 💀💀 (if it is something he can eat)

Dw it doesn’t hurt him even if it is broken glass

If you break something important, he probably wouldn’t even be mad

Not even frustrated more so sad if anything at all

Does say anything either just holds it looking sad

Which makes you feel bad (and sad)

So you fix it (or try at least)

Which he very much appreciates, and it lifts his spirits quite a bit :) 💚

Blinky

Also confused as to how your bumping into walls

Like bbg can you not see???

Probably thought you had bad luck but after a while figured out that wasn’t the case

Still a bit cautious around you though

Tries to warn you when there’s a pole but is usually too late

Also try’s to catch you when you trip, which he always does of course cus it’s Blinkous duh 🙄 (my 5th hubby wubby/hj)

For his own sake he HAS to be there to watch you cook

Also you’ve caught him following you from time to time, he’s just looking out for you buddy, he’s trying his best

He mainly just asks where you’re headed so he can know what you’re up to

Will try and distract you from getting into your car (doesn’t work and if it does it’s rare)

And since you know how stressed he gets about you driving, and since you don’t want to stress him out further

You’ll usually just walk

If you break something he’ll probably clean it up for you or help fix it

If it was something important, he probably was sure to keep it on him so that there’s less of a chance of you breaking it

If you do break something important, he’d definitely be frustrated but not mad per say

And you can tell

He just sighs and quietly grumbles whilst trying his best to fix it

Would not give you the chance to fix it at all and is scared you’ll break it further

In the end he let’s it go because he knows you can’t help it

Even though you stress him out sometimes he still loves you (I love my hubby wubby)

Douxie

Finds it partially amusing that you bump into poles and walls

But if you fall over or are actually hurt by it then that’s where the hilarity of it ends

At first he thought you just had bad luck or something, but he checked and you didn’t

So you explain you were just really clumsy…and partially hazardous 💀💀

Pulls you out the way if there’s a pole up ahead or just warns you before you hit the pole and or wall

Usually catches you if you fall and if HE doesn’t then he was probably just using his magic

Sometimes if he’s in a particular mood he’ll let you fall, but he’ll make sure that you don’t get hurt (but still 💀💀)

Doesn’t trust you in the car, so he ‘offers’ to drive for you

If you do drive……naur 💀💀

He’s getting out

And throws shade at you while doing so (lightheartedly of course)

He doesn’t let you cook either, he doesn’t have the insurance for an apartment fire (💀💀💀💀 I’m sorry, no like I’m actually sorry that’s funny and it shouldn’t be)

So instead of supervising he’s the one doing the cooking

But usually gets take out so there’s less of a chance

He barely trusts you the toaster

The amount of times you’ve broken something is beyond me 😭😭

If you break something, he’ll help you clean it, or offer too at least

He knows you’re an adult and you can handle it yourself but he doesn’t want you to be hurt

Especially if it’s broken glass

If you break something of importance

Tbh idek what his reaction is

Believe it or not

He’s only a little frustrated, if at all

He’s more so exasperated if anything

When he sees it broken he’s just like “oh……here give it to me I’ll fix it”

🧍🏾‍♀️like bro ur not mad??

If you’re insistent on fixing it (which you are) then he’ll let you

He does appreciate it though

Like a lot

Steve the Palchuk

Probably made fun of you and laughed at you whenever you fell when he first met you

Then was kinda scared of you cause Eli told him you were bad luck

But now he doesn’t

He’s still somewhat amused

Just no longer out right making fun of you

He does help you up when you fall

“Hey, watch where you’re going, I don’t want you getting hurt..”

Yes pookie

Anyways, Steven usually tries to catch you

But he’s also a bit clumsy so you both end up falling down 😭😭

He is definitely one to warn you, not just when there’s poles in front of you but around you as well

Will sometimes pull you out of the way closer to him to look…heroic??? (Steve come on-)

Doesn’t let you drive his Vespa

And if you have a car of your own

😅 nah man-

“Oh please fuck that car, get on my Vespa” 💀💀💀

Doesn’t understand how tf you burn things

How???? Especially if you were watching it the whole time

As much as he wants to protect you but still

He’s scared to come over when you cook

Especially if it’s over the stove

If you break something he usually offers to help fix it or pay for it

Even if he doesn’t have the money for it (aww Steve 🥲)

If you break something important

He won’t be mad more frustrated

And if it has anything to do with the sake of Arcadia then he’s scared screaming and running around like a little girl

So you have to calm him down and apologize

You and him do try to fix it so he’s feeling a lot better

But still he’s nervous, are you just clumsy or bad luck???

Was Eli right???

Nahh someone this sweet could never be bad luck

Aja

She’s never met a human this….

Clumsy??? Is that the word

Doesn’t understand why you’re bumping into poles, “they’re in front of you how did you not see them…?”

Same with walls, you’ve had to have seen it….are you blind

When you trip, she’ll giggle a little bit but she’ll help you up

She thinks you’re so silly

The amount of times you’ve broken your own projects and assignments is astonishing to her

Has watched you burn things without literally trying

And is just like 🧍🏼‍♀️”how did you do that??? Show me!!” (💀💀)

Watches you when you’re cooking

After a while connects the dots, your forbidden from the kitchen (unless it’s to eat)

If you’ve got a car

She won’t stop you from driving it

But is still worried

If you get into an accident then she probably wouldn’t let you drive it for a while after that

If you break something, she’ll offer to fix it

If it’s tech she’ll take it to krel to fix and probably improve :)

If it’s something important

Tbh I don’t see her being mad about that seeing that you didn’t do it on purpose

“I told you to be careful!!…….now look…..”

“Sorry I’m just frustrated….”

But the thing is she doesn’t look or seem frustrated

She looks more worried and sad if anything

She appreciates that you offered to fix it

Dw it’s not that she doesn’t trust you or thinks you’ll break it

It’s just that whatever it was probably wasn’t something you could fix

So now she keeps important stuff in a certain place that you can’t reach, or would have a hard time try at least

But she loves you even if you are a clumsy silly little human (I nominate Aja to be my girlfriend)

Krel

Now this…….I’ve been waiting for this (I’m literally obsessed with this boy I love him sm)

Is also confused as to why are you are bumping into walls

“Ay yi yi yi…….are you a soolian??….it was right there…you saw it coming!!!”

Eli also told krel you were bad luck 🧍🏾‍♀️

Which krel, boy genius, obviously didn’t believe

I don’t see him pulling you out of the way when there’s a pole or a wall, I don’t really see him warning you much either 💀💀

On a good day he probably would

If it were something that could hurt you or worse would probably do both

“Be careful!!! And watch where you’re going, my love you know I can’t stand to see you hurt” 😍😍😍

Krel >>>>>>>>

Anyways

Probably laughs when you fall, but helps you up)

Except when you’re hurt, then he probably feels bad and helps you up

Is actually scared FOR you

Like constantly

Bro is going through enough he don’t need this 💀

The fires, possible car accidents

💀💀he’s horrified

If you’ve got a car or something

Not anymore

He’s not letting you get in that

Literally forbids you

“As king in waiting of akiridion 5, I hereby forbid you from going in that death machine”

“Krel…….this is earth….now get out of my way I’m going to the mall-“

Probably had luug piss on your tires (making them pop, or melt…..probably-)💀💀💀

Either way you’re not getting in that car

Now the burning…..

Naur-

If it’s in chemistry class

He’s probably yelling and screaming along with everyone else😭😭

If it’s because you were cooking

NO

Nope

He gives you a blank bot so that you never have to cook again!!! 😃

And if that’s not good enough for you then sure go ahead burn your house down 💀💀💀

He’s just trying to protect you

If you break something it kinda scares him or makes him nervous

Not too sure why

He does offer to help you clean it up

Or more likely fix and improve it in any way he can

Or he’ll use parts of it (for god knows what)

If you broke something important he probably kept it away from you anyways (sorry y/n)

If you did manage to break something important

He’d be frustrated definitely

But not mad seeing as you didn’t do it on purpose

“I keep telling you to be careful!! Why don’t you listen!!! Ugh….great now I have to fix it”

That and other things pretty hurtful things in all honesty are things he says in the heat of the moment

After a while he calms down

He knows you can’t control it so what’s the point in yelling at you for it, you apologized and tried to help what’s the point in being upset

He does think you’re adorable and loves you, but when breaking his inventions….it hard to think so (no he still thinks you’re adorable)

Eli

Couldn’t add a gif for him so anyways but yea 😔

Like I said before

Bro is horrified of you

You must be bad luck or something

After a month or two of watching you…(wtf Eli not again)

He realizes that he might be wrong

None of your friends ever got hurt, just you

He’s thinking about investigating you

Which he does

You just explain to him that you’re a little bit clumsy

“Yea…., a little clumsy….”

C’mon you fell over the railing that’s not clumsy mf 🙄/j

He genuinely thinks you’ve been cursed but what’s the point in telling you that, you have enough going on

You almost burned your house down for gods sake you don’t need anything else rn

Tries to warn you if there’s a pole or a wall(the majority of the time you don’t hear him)

At this point he just feels bad for you…

If you trip he’ll try to catch you but ends up falling down with you

Won’t laugh if you fall, he’ll just help you up and tell you to be careful (even though he knows damn well you can’t 💀💀)

Like I said before Eli….thought you were cursed

So when a fire breaks out and you’re the cause

He starts freaking out

He does know now that you aren’t….or might not be

But the possibility is still there…..(I’m Eli’s eyes at least)

Honestly he’s really scared for you

Like shaking in his boots scared

And gets extra scared when you don’t respond to his texts he keeps thinking something happened

Eli is definitely a bit paranoid as always

Honestly if you break anything he’d probably just let you clean it or if it were too big of a mess he’d probably helped

If it was important he probably fixes it or at least tries

It’s not that he doesn’t trust you

It’s just that he doesn’t trust whatever the fuck type of borderline hazardous shit is gonna happen yet

Especially if it’s an item that could be considered a weapon

Eli doesn’t even have to worry about you crashing your car

You wanna know why??

CUZ THIS ASSHOLE RATTED YOU OUT 💀💀

He told your parent(s) about the time you snuck out (to go see him 💀) and that you had basically crashed your car on the way back

Needless to say you no longer have car keys

You and Eli ended out getting into a big fight later about it

But more on that later 💪🐺🐺

Yea he loves you obviously

Even if he does think your cursed

But that’s not gonna stop him from loving you

(Sorry this was short I had to finish it quick tho)