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nichoswrld · 1 month

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first time with &team

pairing boyfriend!&team legal line x afab reader

warnings protected sex, virginity loss, foreplay, aftercare, making out, one mention of food (breakfast), oral (f receiving), dry humping, showering together (non-sexual), i got carried away with some of these oops !!

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kei

kei may give off demon in the bedroom vibes, but he’s really just a sweetheart who wants to give you a good time. he’s such a gentleman, he takes you to a nice candlelit dinner at a restaurant, but you two don’t make it to the bedroom before the foreplay starts. right when you get home you find yourself pressed against the door, kei’s mouth pressed against yours. his teeth and tongue make you dizzy and disoriented so you don’t pay much mind when he lifts you into his strong arms and carries you to the bedroom. he lays you down gently, and kisses down your body with fervor. he gives you multiple orgasms that night, cleaning you up while you lay exhausted on the bed before coming back to hold you until you both fall asleep.

fuma

fuma doesn’t have sex with you until well after the first “i love you.” don’t get him wrong, he wants you every moment he’s with you, but the man has incredible restraint. he needs to make sure you’re absolutely certain you want him to take your virginity. when the night finally comes, he surely makes it special. there’s flower petals leading up to the bed, fresh satin sheets, vanilla-scented candles, the whole shebang. he eats you out as foreplay, and is gentle and sweet the whole way through. he asks you if you’re doing okay a few times and makes sure you know it’s perfectly okay to want to stop at any time. gives the best aftercare as well, carrying you to the bath and washing you both before tucking you into bed for cuddles.

nicholas

oh he jumps right into it. it happens randomly one night while you’re both listening to music, you on his lap while he probably games, and the lyrics turn sexual and you’re both turned on. you share one look and your lips are locked. he spins you around so that you’re straddling him and you grind against each other for a bit. when you move to the bed, he eats you out like a starved man. you literally have to remind him to take it slow because he nearly rips your clothes off. he does nottt care, he just wants you so bad. he remembers to be gentle, though, it’s your first time and he would never want to hurt you (unless it’s pleasurable but we’ll cover that another time). nearly forgets aftercare pt1 because he’s so tired after, but he makes sure to at least get you in the shower and change the sheets so you both can sleep in a clean bed (just to dirty it again the next morning pls).

euijoo

euijoo is the sweetest boy. he overthinks the whole thing- changing the sheets several times to make sure the color is just right, keeping wine on hand in case you need a bit of liquid courage, and even buying color changing led lights to set the mood. he loves you so so so much and just wants the night to be perfect for you both. when you get to the room, he lays you down and you make out for a while before he gives you head that leaves you within an inch of your life (biggest ej munch enthusiast!!). he’s so serious while taking the your clothes off after, you may have to crack a few jokes to release the tension. once he’s inside of you, he’s the softest man alive. he whispers words of praise in your ears like “you feel so good.” “so tight for me.” is serious about aftercare too, makes sure you get a nice warm shower after and you do skincare together afterwards. expect the warmest cuddles after, and to wake up to breakfast in bed.

yuma

yuma finds it so hard to hold back and be gentle once you’re undressed. that’s why he’ll make sure you have some foreplay - something like over-the-clothes dry humping, or kissing down your body so you can get used to his touch. when it’s finally time to have sex, he softens up a bit, remembering you’re very inexperienced yourself, and is gentle with every touch. every thrust, ever caress, and every handhold- all soft, to the point where you literally have to verbalize that you want more. from then on, he’s the opposite of soft. almost forgets about aftercare pt2 because he’s so happy. says “i love you” about a million times. you can’t walk the next day, but it’s okay because it was the night of your life.

jo is so very nervous, you’d probably have to take the lead most of the time. he’s just really large, as we know (in multiple ways…) and doesn’t want to hurt you. you’d be watching a movie or something on the couch, and having discussed beforehand that this was the night, you grow impatient and end up straddling his lap before the movie even ends. you’d make out for a bit, and probably end up making love on the couch for the first time, then again on the bed. jo definitely has good stamina (inspired by the waterbomb pics) and can go multiple rounds. for aftercare, he’d do things differently than the rest and try eating you out to bring you to your third orgasm of the night. probably cums himself too because it’s such a sight, you all fucked out for him on the bed. then, you take a shower and eat some ice cream, drink plenty of water, and finish the movie in bed finally (you both probably knock out before the end but it’s okay).

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ccscocoapuffs · 3 months

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Can you NSFW alphabet for Tama tonga? but if you don't write about him, Could you do the alphabet thing for Jey Uso?

Note: Absolutely! Here's the Jey Uso one first, I actually already had this one started, after this is posted the Tama Tanga one will be up next :)

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) Possibly the sweetest guy you'll ever meet when it comes to aftercare. He will get up to grab a rag to clean you off with and then leave little kisses all over you, before pulling you into his chest for some of the best damn snuggles in the world.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) Jey loves your thighs, he loves when you sit next to him and he is able to reach over and just grab a handful of them. Jey has a rather different favorite body part on himself. His personal favorite is his mouth, it allows him to kiss you, talk to you, and of course taste you.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) He loves when he has you ass up and then right as youre about to cum he pulls out and finishes on your back. "What's the matter, babygirl? You wanna cum? here let me get a taste of you and see if i wanna let you cum yet, princess"

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Jey really doesn't have alot of secrets, though if anything that he keeps to himself it's his jealousy. He is secretly very jealous of Roman, He doesn't like it when you're in the bloodlines room with all of them and Roman starts talking to you with that smooth talk of his. He's worried that Roman would take you from him, all though every member of the bloodline knows that you'd never even look in the same direction of another man if it meant losing Jey.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) He knows exactly what he is doing and he will tell you and show you that he does. "Yeah that feel good? I know what i'm doing babygirl, i know exactly where to fuck you"

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) He loves simple doggystyle. When he fucks you in doggystyle he will pull your hair till you hit his chest, smack your ass till it's red, and of course bite down on your shoulder to hear your cry out for him.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) He 100% can be goofy with you, I'm willing to bet atleast once that he has thrown you onto the bed and said "YEET!". On days when he just wants to be so sweet with you and make you life, he will do some of the weirdest and wildest shit just to see you smile and laugh.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) Jey has thick black curly hair that he keeps tidy but not tamed completely if that makes sense. It goes up a little higher when he hasn't tidied it in a bit because he usually has a happy trail that he keeps waxed for work.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) He can be very romantic, not just in the bedroom but in general. Jey is the type to just randomly have flowers for you and after his matches you're the first one that he goes to find win or lose, he just wants to find you and kiss you. Alot of that romantic aspect carries into the bedroom though I do feel as though Jey leans more to the very soft dom side because of this, if that makes sense.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) Jey hardly ever maturbates, I just don't see him as really being the type. However if he's been away for a big event like wrestlemania or for something like summerslam, then he would probably call you on facetime if you didn't get to come with him for a little bit of over the phone mutual masturbation.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) Slight Spanking Praise (He likes to give it) Slight choking marking (Adores hickeys and adores when you claw his back)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) He loves having sex in a bed, call him traditional or vanilla if you want, but to him nothing compares to being able to take his time with you, spread you out for him, and then hold you till you both fall asleep

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) Something that turns jey on the most is when you make the night special for him. Wear some lingerie, play some music, maybe even get some champagne or his favorite whiskey. He loves being able to make everything special for you, if you were to switch the roles and surprise him, it would be the ultimate turn on for him and may even make him blush. Though he would never admit to that.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) Anal, it's just not something he is into. Another no for him would probably be weapon play such as knife kink, once again it's not something he is into, though this one comes from a place of not wanting to bring something that could hurt you into the bedroom.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) Pussy eating KING, he loves making you squirt when he eats you out. He has the process of making you do so almost down to a science. He loves sucking on your clit while he pumps his fingers into you and curls them right into your G-spot. As for receiving he 100% fucks your face. He will grab the sides of your head and thrust into your mouth while listening to you gag around him. "Come on Babygirl, I know you can handle it relax that throat for me baby"

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) Fast but sensual, He thrusts into you deeply with enough speed to jerk your body up slightly when he bottoms out inside you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) I feel like he may be down for a quickie every so often, however he prefers the full thing and enough time to make you feel the best he possibly can. However, this doesn't mean on occasion he won't bend you over somewhere backstage before a show.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) Jey would definitely experiment with you. As for risks, he loves having sex in places that someone might hear you crying out for him. Even if it's a hotel room and he knows there's someone next door, he will do what it takes to hear you scream his name.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) Jey can go usually 2-3 rounds, it really depends on the mood that's set during you all having sex. If you want something rough and hot, then he will go at least three rounds with you, maybe edge you a little or deny you your orgasm to make sure that you really get the most of your time together.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) Jey doesn't own a whole lot of toys for himself or for you when you guys first get together. Though overtime he will get for you two to try out with one another. He loves using a vibrator wand on your clit while he fucks you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) Jut enough to get you needy for him. Jey won't torture you with his teasing but he will make you beg just a little bit. He want's to rile you up just enough to make you beg him to fuck you. "Come on baby, say please, ask me to fuck you honey, beg me"

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) Not super vocal in terms of moaning, he's very talkative during sex, because he loves to praise you and talk you through things. Though when he cums he will throw his head ack and let out deep groans. "Oh, babygirl, i'm so close, you finna cum for me?"

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) Jey has a polaroid in his wallet of you in his favorite set of lingerie. He loves the way that blue looks on you, hence why that particular set is his favorite to see you in. The reason he keeps it in his wallet is so that he always has a piece of you with him and so he always knows he's the only one who gets to see you like that.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) Jey is about 7 1/2 very close to 8 inches. He has a deep red color to the tip of dick and a very slight upwards curve.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) Average I suppose would be the word for Jey's sex drive. He isn't one that needs it all day everyday but on average you guys have sex about twice a week, sometimes more sometimes less.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) Usually after you fall asleep, Jey will turn something on the tv or scroll on his phone for a bit before he falls asleep himself, though if you wanna be cuddled up to him all night then he will play in your hair till he goes to bed.

#fanfic #alphabet #wwe smut #wwe fic #wwe fanfiction #wwe smackdown #wwe raw #wwe x reader #jey uso #jey uso smut #jey uso x reader

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turtlecleric · 6 months

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(re: the tags of your rb of that "sitting here. unkissed." textpost) can you tell us how you think they would react to you saying that? :3

Lucky you nonnie, I couldn't sleep and was able to work on this while I waited for my alarm to go off

For full context:

Dearest @yorshie tackled this with the Bayverse boys. Highly recommend reading that. I'll take a swing at the Rise boys, though I do think their reactions would heavily depend on their mood at the time, what the two of you are doing, whether other people are around, etc. I'm imagining you on the couch in the lair, with your boy sitting nearby. Also. Don't expect much, I got about 5 hours of sleep lol

Leo

As soon as you say it he's whipping his head in your direction. A little surprised, a little excited, and a lot soft - because sometimes he feels like he's too much. Sometimes he gets that little voice in the back of his head saying that you're going to get tired of him, that you'll start to find him annoying, that he's too much, too much, always too much. But here you are. Asking him - in your silly dramatic way that he loves - for his attention. So he moves to kiss you, smiling the entire time, heart so full it feels like it might burst, and when he pulls back and you smile back at him, that voice in his head is a little quieter. (It feels inevitable to me that he eventually ends up on top of you, kissing you stupid, hands eagerly roaming all over. When he smells your arousal, he's quick to suggest that you move this into his bedroom.)

Raph

I like to imagine that Raph is a little shy in front of other people. If his brothers are in the room, I could see him blushing furiously and giving you a quick peck (if anyone says anything to tease him, he'd get really defensive and it would be ADORABLE). If Splinter is around he'd give you a look of alarm - babe PLEASE my dad is RIGHT THERE. But if you're alone... he'd smile and scoop you into his arms (picking you up like it's nothing) and kiss you sweetly. If things start to get heated, he'll stop. If you whine about it, he'll timidly suggest going to his room. (And once you're truly in private he'll let himself get lost in the feeling of your lips on his. Letting you decide the pace, letting you lead, but enthusiastically giving you whatever you want.)

Donnie

"Mm. A tragedy, really. You have my pity."

When you whine his name he finally looks at you and smirks. Reaches for you and pulls you into his lap, studies your expression closely. Holds your chin and leans in to kiss you slowly, deeply. When he pulls back, seeing you flushed and a little dazed, his smirk widens.

"Better?"

You nod, and he hums. The smirk falls as he stares at your lips, and you can't help but squeak when suddenly he's carrying you to the lab. When he sits you on a table and tells Shelldon not to let anyone in, your heart does something funny in your chest. He's standing between your legs, staring, staring, staring while the lab goes into lockdown.

"Donnie, I-"

That's all you can say before he dives back in. Kissing you like he's starving for it as his hands grip your waist, your thighs. You're already wet when he pulls your pants and underwear off and kneels between your legs. When he slips his tongue inside of you and you whimper, you swear you can feel him smirking again.

Mikey

He gasps dramatically, absolutely BEAMING, and jumps on you. Presses his forehead against yours, and says, "I can fix that." Kisses you once, twice, three times on the lips. Then moves to your neck, making you giggle as he presses more quick kisses to your skin and nuzzles into you. Depending on how you react, he might just pull you into his lap to snuggle, randomly kissing the top of your head or your nose and making you giggle. Or. He might get a mischievous grin and ask if there's anything else you'd like him to fix.

#asks #turtlecleric scrolls #rise!leo #rise!raph #rise!donnie #rise!mikey #this isn't long enough to tag people in so #anyway

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nriacc · 1 year

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My NRIACC readerssss, wanna know something absolutely devastating? Well, me and @alovesreading were sending each other things on insta and one was one of those reels where it’s a Reddit story and this one in particular really reminded me of wheels and I gasped and came up with an alternative to what Christmas 2013 could have been like for wheels. (It’s pure depressing and our girl wheels has suffered enough so instead of writing it I’m just going to share the thought with you)

Okay so we remember that Christmas where wheels and Alex show up at the hann household and everyone is there? Right so in the story her Mum leaves straight away, but picture this devastating alternative to that day. Imagine instead of her Mum leaving, her Mum brings her new boyfriend around that wheels didn’t even know she was seeing nor did anyone and she just brings him to meet everyone on Christmas Day.

Like just imagine poor wheels being absolutely she’ll shocked as soon as the words boyfriend leaves her Mums mouth. I can fully picture her mentally checking out, staring straight through everyone as her Mum blabs on about how she met him. No one would be paying attention to her Mum though.

As soon as the words left her mums mouth, Matty would be staring at Wheels waiting for a reaction and I think he would be the first to notice that she’s started to shake. I think even despite Alex being right beside her Matty would be the one to tell that she’s about to have an anxiety attack. Alex would be asking if she was okay, his hand around her back actually holding her trying to get her to respond but it just falls on deaf ears because she’s really not with it.

I think Adam’s Mum would come in and see this happening and tell her Mum blatantly to fuck off and saying how dare she, especially on Christmas. Inside wheels head I think she’d want to scream at her mum too, telling her how dare she not talk about her dad for years and barely give her any information on him and then she just randomly brings in a replacement and she would want to scream at her, but she’s slowly starting to silently cry and that would be when Matty would move towards her.

If we’re being dramatic, her mum probably argues for a bit with her aunt and uncle and at that point wheels head would be in her hands and she’s almost gasping for air, feeling suffocated by everything and that’s when George gets up and carries her upstairs to her bedroom so she doesn’t have to deal with her mums bullshit.

And I think because of the history Wheels would just want to cry into Matty, and despite everything he’s done to her she knows at that moment in time he is still the one that knows her best and knows how far rooted her issues with her mum go so she just sobs for an hour into Matty as everyone else around her tries their best to comfort her.

I don’t know, I know it’s such a depressing thought to that already sad chapter but yeah just wanted to share 😂💜

#NRIACC alternatives #nriacc extras

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glitchtricks94 · 1 year

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I have a problem w all my gyutaro writing turning angsty or bittersweet but back to the smut!! (Tbh I see demon gyu having a low to nonexistent sex drive if he doesn't have a partner so this is all for modern AU)

Gyutaro has spent his entire adult life having to jerk off quickly and silently so it might be a struggle getting him let himself go lolol

He's an absolute kiss addict. He's not very skilled at it no matter how much practice he gets but that doesn't matter at all. He just likes laying in bed or on the couch with you, lazily licking into each other's mouths.

Insecure even about hugging you at first. Scared you'll be grossed out by how bony and cold he is. But if you're anything like me you are an avid bone enjoyer and may begin drooling when you feel all his pretty angles that you'll be lucky to look at and touch in the future.

Has a humiliation kink but not a degradation kink. It's complicated.

He's incredibly thankful for his preference for oversized clothes. Firstly, so you can borrow his clothes and look adorable. Secondly, so you can't see how hard he gets from you just existing sometimes.

Once almost came in his pants when you were brushing his hair and tugged it bc you got stuck on a snag.

Loves being told what to do, even in casual situations. Hates being /forced/ to do anything, but he loves feeling helpful.

Has a lot of his signature spots on his dick.. it's cute ❤

I....I..... NSXBGDCVMGJN HNCN B AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA MY BEAUTIFUL ANON YOU HAVE JUST-! I am clawing walls about this, I need him! Yes, yes, yes! I see mild masochism here and believe or not, I am exploring my first smut with Gyu in an upcoming fic, but this is a lovely characterization fir modern Gyu. Aaaaaaa! I love him, you're giving me so much good content! Demon Gyutaro I can see having a very dormant sex drive, he's mostly focused on himself and Daki, but I can see it changing if he gets fixated on a person. He's very much the type to fixated, not understand and then freak out. He's also the type of guy to sort of have a infatuation at first sight kind of look and then stalk to get a read on a person, hunting tactics and all that. Gyutaro also looks at humans as weak and fragile, so he'd treat whoever was lucky (or unlucky) enough to catch his eye as if they're the most precious, delicate porcelain doll. You'd get treated as well as Daki by him! This carries over into the bedroom. But back to modern Gyu, demon Gyu's getting his spotlight in another fic I have in the works. Yes, modern Gyu's hungry for affection, and given that he's honestly a very tired man, lazily kissing and love making definitely suits him. Total switch too, and do not forget the praise anywhere with either version of Gyutaro, that's a freaking staple. He's insecure about touching in general, but would melt if you ran your hands all over his body. And again, yes to him randomly getting turned on by your very existence. It's worse with more domestic activities, they're something he just craves, almost like a drug. And if you tell him to do something, be sweet about it; "Sweetheart, take care of this for me, I'd really appreciate it." He'll jump at the opportunity. He loves that shit so much he'd do it without being asked too, just to see you smile and look at him like he painted the universe just for you. And yes, spotty dick, love the idea of those spots of his being printed on there. Just...delicious.

#glitchrambles.txt #glitchrambles.anon #gyutaro thirsts💜

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hydrobes · 2 years

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AHHHH Hiiii! I just read your Inazuma Men Fav Sex Positions hcs and Itto's...oh my lord... Let me just say what a work of art on your end. I totally imagine itto being totally unaware of how overwhelming in terms of size he is and randomly manhandling you. It was so indulgent and genuinely one of the best itto smuts i've ever read out there. I read it and knew immediately I had to follow. Keep up the good work! <3

with love,

mango anon 🥭

Thank you 🥭Anon! and welcome to my blog, thanks for following! :)

Itto is such a himbo I absolutely adore him. I totally agree with you, he has no idea how easily he can can overwhelm and overstimulation you.

I got a little carried away writings Itto Headcanons, so TLDR here: he’s a himbo, has no idea how to sex at first, absolutely destroys you in bed every night because he underestimates his oni strength and stamina leaving you an overwhelmed mess on the futon each time.

NSFW Itto headcanons because I can’t help myself, you reawakened my love for this man 🥭Anon I—:

I’ve always had this HC that you’d be his first sexual partner because, let’s be honest, he probably doesn’t even think about these things.

He’s a sweet naive Oni until he meets you and the more you get to know each other, the more he starts to experience these new feelings. Ones that have him blushing and stumbling over his words, ones that have his thoughts wondering at night.

I also think he’d originally have NO IDEA when you’re flirting with him. Shinobu would have to be blunt with him and just literally spell it out for him; “Boss, they’re flirting with you.” and he’d just be like; “o-OH.” and try to play off his usual confidence whilst stuttering and glowing bright red. His bashfulness incredibly adorable.

The Arataki Gang are always trying to set you both up, by which I mean Shinobu is and the other three give terrible advice to Itto that actually ends up working somehow. I also imagine Itto bluntly asking Ayato, when you’re playing the trading card game together, for help like; “Ayato, bro, I need your advice on something.” and Ayato just gives him the Teyvat version of the Kamasutra and says have fun LMAO.

Then you see Ayato in Inazuma City and he just gives you that closed eye, sly smile and you’re left nervously wondering what the Commissioner meant by it.

Only to find out later that night when Itto is suddenly much more confidence in the bedroom, but no more experienced, and when he admits to you about the book you realise you can never look at Ayato ever again without melting into a puddle from embarrassment.

You can’t turn down Itto’s excitement to please though, as you spend night after night trying out each position in the book. It doesn’t matter how convoluted they may be, his strength is more than enough to lift and bend you into the correct position.

Some nights you only managed two different ones before you’re collapsed against the futon, fucked into oblivion.

Itto is just like; “Ooh, this one looks fun! Let’s do this next—!” completely unaware of how easily he’s broken your sanity. Your body twitches from overstimulation whilst his cock is still buried deep inside you, still hard and ready for hours of more fun.

God I just love himbo Itto~~

#bes.replies #🥭.anony #itto headcanons #itto smut #itto x reader #genshin impact smut

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slasherscream · 3 years

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hear me out crazy ass boy gang with a s/o that writes them songs but has never shown them. randomly the guys find them knowing them some are gonna be insufferable with the amount of arrogance they now possess and some of them have no clue what to do with the concept of someone loving them and verbalizing it 🥺

A/N: oooh my gosh i'm obsessed with this concept

billy loomis: Was waiting for you to get back from school/work, and couldn’t keep his hands to himself. He wasn’t necessarily trying to find anything, but the book was on your desk- you were asking him to read it, at this point. He’s only halfheartedly looking until he realizes the words are lyrics. It doesn’t take a genius to realize the love songs are written with him in mind. At first it makes him smirk. But he can see the evolution of your relationship through the lyrics. General feelings of infatuation melting into the deeper connection of being in love with him, as opposed to being in love with love itself. It’s an ego boost, for sure. Mostly it’s a relief. Here are your feelings, written out on page, clear as day. Your every unfiltered thought. He doesn’t tell you he read the book. He just walks around with a knowing smirk on his face that you’re very suspicious of. You’re easily distracted from this onset of smugness by his sudden romantic nature. He’s never been a bad boyfriend, but he’s certainly never been so downright doting. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, you decide to just enjoy this random streak of tenderness.

josh washington: You two were moving in together and he was just trying to unpack some of your boxes for you. He’s honestly just setting up your desk for you. All the boxes are marked so that either one of you can unpack anything inside with at least a vague idea of where the stuff should go. Something about the unmarked notebook that doesn’t look like its for school makes him take a look inside. When he realizes how personal it is he wants to put it down. Then he spots his name... and well, he isn’t a saint.

He melts as he goes through the pages. He knows the two of you love each other. You have to love each other, with all the bullshit you’ve been through. But he knows it’s not easy to be with him. Sometimes he worries that you’ll wake up one day and be done with him. Be done with all the problems that come with being with him. He wouldn’t blame you but the thought leaves him hollow. He doesn’t know what he’d do without you. He doesn’t know if he could handle you being gone. You love him though. It’s inked into the pages. Some songs written out slow and careful, and others written out sloppy and fast, like you had to get all the feeling out of your chest because it hurt to have it all trapped inside. You’ll walk in carrying takeout and find Josh crying. You nearly drop the food to run and comfort him. When he tells you what’s wrong - or really, what isn’t wrong, you won’t even have the heart to be angry. He looks somewhere between overwhelmed and awe. All he can think to do is pull you into his arms. He holds you so tightly you wonder if he’s afraid someone will come and take you away.

stu macher: He was just going through your stuff because he was bored, honestly. He wasn’t expecting to find anything juicy. The minute he realizes he’s holding onto a notebook full of songs he’s giddy. It’s practically a diary! You'll come into your bedroom and see him poring over your words without shame. He won’t even have the decency to stop. “Hey babe!”, will be his absentminded greeting as his eyes stay glued to a far-too-familiar book. You’ll have to literally snatch it from him. “Didn’t know you felt this way about me.” His teasing will be relentless. You’ll have to threaten to break up with him, and give him a bit of the silent treatment too. Eventually he’ll ease up on you, his grin going soft around the edges. “You should show me them on your own next time. Else I’ll have to go hunting for ‘em.” It’s not an idle threat. Now that he knows the book exists he’ll really tear up your entire house looking for it. Don’t bother trying to hide it. It won’t be worth the headache.

jd: His first instinct is to become insufferable. As he reads more of your lyrics, he starts getting overwhelmed. Even as he holds the proof in his hands, he can barely wrap his head around you feeling so strongly about him. He traces over your handwriting and relishes every word. You'll catch him in the act but you won't have the chance to get angry. He kisses you like a man starved. Whispers every thought of love he's ever had against your lips, uncaring if he sounds obsessed. He was allowed a glimpse at your soul. It's only fair that he bares his in return.

kevin khatchadourian: Honestly was indifferent at first. He was going through your things because ‘why shouldn't he?‘ when he found all the songs. Page after page he reads. Slowly but surely it starts to get to him. The only person who's ever loved him is his father, and that love is built upon an endless tapestry of falsehoods and manipulation. His father loves someone who doesn't exist. His mother knows him, always has, but she despises him. Celia loves him, but it's pathetic. The hopeless and unthinking love of a dog. And now there's you. When he's with you he drops the act of normality he puts on for everyone else. You were around so constantly that he couldn't stomach wearing the mask 24/7. Beyond that though, there was something about you that made him want to show you everything. At first he thought he wanted to scare you. Now he doesn't know what he really wants from you.

As he reads through the pages he's sifting through your words, finding the deeper meanings. Watches as you stop writing about his mask, and start writing about him. Jagged and malicious and apathetic as he might be. You're infatuated maybe you even love him. You've written out the words in a hundred different ways. He can see it every time you look at him, reach for him, follow him, talk to him. Reading it is different, somehow. You probably never wanted him to see these words. To know the depth of how you feel. You were probably afraid he'd mock you. A few months ago he would have. Now? He puts the book back, exactly where he found it.

He won't tell you about reading it, but the words are always on his mind. You'll think you misplaced the book one day and be beside yourself over losing it. Eventually you’ll find it again, out of the blue. Something is off about it though... but you’re not sure what. You’ll never know that what you have is a replica of the original book. A good replica, granted, but a replica nonetheless. Kevin thought about the songs too much, and committing them all to memory hadn’t scratched the itch. The constant cycle of the words running through his head. The irritation he’d feel when he forgot a part of a song, or mixed lyrics together. Having the book itself? It quieted his mind. He’s uncomfortable with the fact that he keeps it under his bed, tucked away inside a lock box, just so no one would be able to look at it. He’s never felt so protective over an item before. He tries not to think about it too much.

nathan prescott: He actually looked at your song book on accident. He needed to borrow some notes for a class and you told him he could just go to your room and grab them. He would never go searching for something like that. Saying he values his privacy would be an understatement, so he'd never disrespect yours. As soon as he realizes these are songs he wants to stop reading... but he's desperate to know what you think of him. People lie so easily, but here's a chance to see the raw truth of how you feel. He's terrified as he starts to read. Then he's just shocked. He'd hoped you weren't like everyone else around him. Wanting him to fail, to lose it, waiting for some sort of pay-off or trickle down. Even if you were, he wanted you so badly he was willing to have you any way you came, as long as you stayed. But here you are, your deepest feelings written out in ink, and you love him. You don't even pity him, you ache for him, want him. The next time he sees you he tells you he loves you for the first time. You'll never know that he read your songs, you'll only notice how much your relationship seemed to change over night.

sebastian valmont: Has to deflect. The only reason he’s being such an asshole about your songs is because he’s trying to deflect. He’s the only one here who has also written about you. Maybe not in lyrics, or in poetry, but he’s written about you. His diary is full of you. He started writing about you the moment he met you. Not unusual for him, considering absolutely everything is in his journals. But from the start there’s been something different about the entries that mention you. All his words suddenly become electric, leaping off the page. His descriptions of you, of the time you spent together, nearing obsessive in their detail. As if you were a puzzle he was trying to solve.

If there’s anything Sebastian is good at its manipulation. He knows he has you. He can have anyone, if he puts his mind to it. He’s made people fall in love with him before. There’s a long line of people who wants his head on a platter for that very reason. You’re the only prize that’s ever mattered, though. He has you now, sure. But what about tomorrow? Or the day after that? It’s easy for eyes to wander, for the heart to turn fickle. Sometimes he watches you and tries to imagine what you might want from him. Tries to figure out what he could do to keep you interested from moment to moment. If he ever shared his worries with you, his worries that you could just get bored with him and leave, just like that - you’d tell him you don’t want him to be anyone but himself. And Sebastian doesn’t want to be anyone but himself, he doesn’t. But people contain multitudes, are more than a single face. He’d rather be a version of himself that captivates you then a “true” version of himself that you can grow tired of.

But here’s written proof that you love him. As he is. All the long nights you’ve spent talking to one another, side by side. The conversations where you traded barbs and philosophy, and everything in-between. The dinners, and picnics, and phone calls, and rooftops. He was so busy observing you, and trying to create a version of himself that you could love, that he forgot that there was something real for you to fall for. Didn’t even know how much of himself he was earnestly offering to you. Now he can see it in ink, and it’s scary, even with how much he loves you, to realize how much of the real him you know.

So he’s an asshole for a few days. When you confront him he falls apart like a wet sandcastle. You won’t have time to get angry before he’s pushing his own journals into your hands. Sebastian has never played fair, but something about you seeing through him despite all his masks made him want to show you more. As scary as it had been, it was also a moment of pure connection. The most electric, addicting thing he’s ever felt. He wants to feel it over and over again.

#billy loomis x reader #stu macher x reader #jd x reader #kevin khatchadourian x reader #nathan prescott x reader #sebastian valmont x reader #josh washington x reader #crazy ass boys gang #heathers #scream #scream imagine #until dawn imagine #i am not proofreading this if you see an error no you didn't

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moonlit-reveriee · 3 years

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NSFW Alphabet

ft. technoblade

concept: a collection of my own personal nsfw headcanons for techno, one for each letter of the alphabet

@saturnsstufff ‘s discord saw it first ;)

A = Aftercare

I like the idea that techno actually gets very clingy after sex. He’ll get up and grab a glass of water or a towel if either of you need it, but if he’s able to, he’ll stay glued to your side the whole time. Even if he won’t admit it, he needs to have that intimacy after sex. He loves the feeling of your body pressed against his as you both cool down. Usually, his hands will be absentmindedly drawing patterns over your skin

B = Body part

Kind of an oddly specific one, but he loves your shoulders. He loves to casually rest his chin on them as he holds you from behind, and bury his face in the crook of your neck as he presses heated kisses on your pulse point. He also considers the way a person carries their shoulders to be an indication of their strength, and how could he see anything but strength in you.

He hadn’t put much thought into his own body before meeting you. He’s learned to love parts of himself because of you. Particularly his scars. They way you gently run your fingers across the rough surface of them, in both intimate and casual settings, made him crave the touch. Now when he looks at them, he thinks of your hands moving across his skin

C = Cum

Fun fact: pigs have 30 minute orgasms

Early on in your sexual relationship, he was very embarrassed by just how much of it there always was. But once you started praising him for it, that became a very different story. He started to take pride in how well he could completely fill you up without even trying

D = Dirty Secret

He would probably never admit it to you, but it’s become a habit of his to think about the last time he had sex with you during battles. He starts to make sure you two always have sex the night before a big fight, so his mind can wander back to it during the haze of battle. He’s not sure if it’s a coping mechanism or what but it certainly helps

E = Experience

You are his first ever sexual partner, but somehow he just.... already knows what he’s doing?? He’s very nervous and considerate the first time, but he does everything perfectly. Once you tell him that, he’s very happy and secretly a bit proud of himself

F = Favourite Position

He loooves to have you in his lap. Either facing him, back to chest, it doesn’t matter. He’ll do everything with you in his lap. Cockwarming, fingering, thigh riding, anything you and him are physically able to do in that position

G = Goofy

He’s usually a bit more on the serious side. Sometimes the two of you will quip at each other during foreplay, but once he gets going, it’s all business. In the moment, he likes to treat is as something special (doesn’t mean he won’t tease you about things after the fact)

H = Hair

He likes to keep himself clean-shaven most of the time. When he’s relaxed and doesn’t have to go to any public events for a long period of time, he’ll let a small amount of stubble grow on his chin. You can always tell when he slacks off on it, cause the stubble on his face brushes roughly against your skin as he kisses down your body...

he doesn’t really shave much below the neck, but he keeps it clean and trims occasionally

I = Intimacy

He’s surprisingly romantic when he wants to be. It’s definitely a side of him only you’re allowed to see. Alone together in his bed, he’ll whisper sweet nothings to you as he slowly draws you to your climax. Even when he’s speaking the most lewd and naughty things to you, he somehow makes them sound affectionate and full of love

J = Jack Off

He loves to watch you masturbate. The first time was a complete accident. He came home late one night to find you curled up with his blankets, breathing heavily as you massaged yourself over your underwear. It wasn’t long before you noticed him in the doorway and jumped, worthlessly attempting to hide what you were doing. He wasn’t sure if it was the blush on your face or the fact that the blanket you chose to cover yourself in was his cape but something urged him to sit on the edge of the bed, still in his armor, and ask you to continue. It was beautiful to simply sit there and watch

K = Kink

He’s a little bit possessive. He loves to mark you in subtle ways so you always remember that you’re his. Especially if you’re going on a trip without him. He’ll drape you in gold jewelry and leave a hickey just out of sight on your neck for good measure. The part that he loves the most about it though, is that you know exactly what he’s doing and show off his signs of possession with pride

L = Location

He prefers to keep most of your sexual acts to the area in and around his cottage. Other than in bed, he loves to press you up against a wall. Sometimes you two get distracted while tending to the farms and end up heatedly making out in the snow. One time, you decide you wanted to lay out some blankets on the floor and do it right in front of the fireplace. He adored the way the firelight danced across your skin. (He’s thought about taking you down to the syndicate room and laying you out across the table. But he came to the unfortunate conclusion that during meetings, he’d never be able to look anyone straight in the eyes ever again. So he’s shelved that idea for the time being. Maybe once the group has disbanded...)

M = Motivation

He loves to be praised by you. During regular day-to-day life, he doesn’t like to accept any compliments from you, usually just brushing them off or responding with a joke. But when you two are alone together and intimate, he drinks that shit up. How can he not believe it when you look up and him with lidded eyes and tell him just how good he makes you feel. Just moaning against his lips as he kisses you is enough to keep him going for a while

N = NO

He will never do anything that involves seeing your own blood. It sets off the voices too much. One day, you randomly got a nosebleed while cooking dinner together. He could smell it before he even saw it. When the voices recognized the deep red color dripping down your face, they wouldn’t stop chanting. He tried to help you clean up, but it became too much to ignore. He had to go out back and slaughter at least a dozen zombies before they shut up. And even then, he was left with a pounding headache. You were extra gentle and sweet with him when you cuddled up in bed together that night

O = Oral

If you’re on the receiving end, be prepared for him to be down there a looooong time. Once he gets his mouth on you, it’s hard for him to pull away. He loves your smell and taste too much. He tries not to get too carried away, but there was one time he made you come 5 times in a row with just his mouth. He was very thorough with his aftercare that night.

He isn’t the one receiving very often. He only really likes it when he’s tired. He loves to sit back in a chair and watch you gently suck him of on your knees in front of him, one hand gently weaving it’s way through your hair

P = Pace

I always imagine him on the slower side. He likes to savor every moment, making sure that every thrust or movement of his hand is intentional and perfectly placed. He takes time to watch you carefully to make sure you’re getting exactly what you need. He’ll go harder before he goes faster

Q = Quickie

As much as he loves to treasure your intimate time together, there are times where he just needs it. Every once and awhile, he’ll be desperate for it and quickly have you against the wall before heading out to run some errands. Sometimes he’ll pull you in, make you cum, and head out the door without saying a single word. He usually feels the need to make up for it when he returns, but you’ve assured him many times that you love sex with him at any pace

R = Risk

Since he’s still fairly inexperienced despite his skills, he’s not super adventurous himself. More often than not, you’re the one bringing new ideas to the relationship. He’s willing to try the new things you suggest. You’ve had a discussion about your limits, and you both understand what goes too far for each other

S = Stamina

He can go multiple times in a row if he wants to, and for a long time. He lowkey loves it when you tire out before him, and you let him keep going while you lie there sleepily in his arms

T = Toy

He doesn’t own any sex toys, but he likes to make sex toys out of everyday objects (as long as they’re safe and properly cleaned of course). He likes the idea of never being able to look at that object the same way again, especially if it’s something either of you use around the house frequently. He would get his hands on some actual toys if you wanted him to. If toys are involved, he prefers them to be used on you, not on him

U = Unfair

He likes to randomly tease you during moments that are absolutely not sexual. Maybe you’re brushing out his hair, complaining about the knots in it. He’ll suddenly respond with “that’s not what you told me in the bedroom last night” leaving you to sit there in shock while he laughs. Or he’ll quote things you said to him during sex completely deadpan and watch as the blush rises to your cheeks

V = Volume

He’s not extremely loud. When he is loud though, he growls. You’ll be able to feels his chest vibrating when you lean into him. Sometimes you can even feel the vibrations through his lips as he pleasures you with his mouth, which is an absolutely crazy and wonderful feeling.

During very domestic moments, he likes to talk a lot during sex. If he comes home from working all day, and he’s missing you greatly, he loves to tell you all about his day while his cock gently rocks inside of you

W = Wild Card

This part is definitely just gonna be me fulfilling one of my personal kinks, but I love the idea of techno going through a heat since he’s part piglin. Maybe it only happens like once a year, but when it’s that time, his senses are kicked into high gear and he’s desperate for you. The two of you have a routine for it by now. You prepare the bedroom by gathering every blanket in the house, and prepping a week’s worth of food & water that can be eaten quickly during the moments when techno’s haze of arousal drops. Once he feels it start to set in, he locks the bedroom door and allows his senses to become completely enveloped by you

X = X-Ray

I like to believe that a lot of the hybrid races are PACKING. It’s one of the many things he’s nervous about on your first time, but seeing the way your able to take him so well every time is such a turn on

Y = Yearning

Both you and him can be too tired to have sex at times, but if he’s able to have you, he’ll take everything he can get. He loves to take care of you if you’ve had a long day, and he knows you’ll do the same for him

Z = ZZZ

If it’s nighttime sex, he can pass out as soon as aftercare is over. But if it’s morning or midday, he can have sex and go about the rest of his day no problem. Since his orgasms are so long, he likes to make you cum more often than he does, and watching you cum invigorates him

#mcyt x reader #techno x reader #technoblade x reader #mcyt smut #techno smut #red:moon #c!techno

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kkusuka · 4 years

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Haikyuu poly headcannons!! <33

Pairs: Kageyama & Hinata, Oikawa & Iwaizumi, Ushijima & Tendo, Sakusa & Atsumu, Kurro & Kenma, and finally Bokuto & Akaashi.

part 2

Sfw AND Nsfw

Slight time skip spoilers!!!

let me know what you want to see next

word count: 2.6K I got a bit carried away. lol

FEMALE READER

Kageyama Tobio and Hinata Shoyo

Sfw

It's a constant fight for attention

They are polar opposites, Hinata is warm and energetic while Kageyama is confused and awkward, but they both love you so much it hurts.

How you got together was kind of a funny story, you and Hinata knew each other from middle school and reconnected when you met at a local mall in tokyo. So when you and Hinata started hanging out more he couldn't help but brag to Kageyama about it, which led to him wanting to meet you and thus began the year long fight for your love.

You couldn't choose between them so they came to the decision that they would just share you!

Your dynamics are pretty simple, you spend as much time with whoever is not at practice at the time, lucky they have two completely different practice schedules, Hinata in the morning and Kageyama in the afternoon.

That meant cuddling with Kags in the morning and cooking lunch with Hinata in the afternoon.

You guys also have a weekly date night! You have a rotation of who gets to choose what they want to do.

Unsurprisingly Hinata likes volleyball inspired dates, but he also likes the movie and picnic dates!

Kageyama is a bit more romantic, shockingly (he read a dating book), like romantic dinners and late night walks , shopping, anything to see you happy.

They also love anything you want to do, stay in? They make popcorn for movies. Dinner? Where, what and when should they make a reservation.

They are literally so whipped for you.

Nsfw

Oh~ ho ho~

I am a firm believer that these two are switches.

Hinata is a bit more submissive than Kags (for the most part), but he has his moments.

And i have this thing where Kags makes you and Hinata fuck while he watches biut votgh of you are power bottoms.

Toys toys toys

I'm talking double ended dildos and vibrators galore.

Punishments are usually for Hinata and consist of you riding Kags while he watches, and its absolute torture.

They also have nights where they have you alone and those are sweet and romantic, rose petals and candles.

It's never boring <33

“Tobio, doesn't she look so pretty?”

“God Shoyo you’ll cum in your pants if you grind like that”

“ go fuck yourself on the fucking dldo like a slut”

Oikawa Tooru and Iwaizumi Hajime

Sfw

There are two ways that this happened

1. You grew up with them and slowly fell in love through your life, and you all got together in highschool

2. You met Oikawa in Argentina, literally fell in love at first sight, stars in your eyes. This led to him bringing you back to Japan, which led to you meeting “Iwa-chan” (who looked much more beautiful in person). After hanging out everyday for about 3 weeks Oikawa bright up the idea of sharing

And here you are!

You guys are all similar but you share personal things with each boy

With oikawa you have the obsession with aliens and you too even have a beauty routine that you do every night before bed.

With Iwaizumi you, of course, make fun of Oikawa at every waking moment. But! You also do all different kinds of exercise with him. You have a monthly yoga class and a swim aerobics program every other tuesday!

These two spoil you so much it's ridiculous.

Perfumes, jewelry, clothes and even gaming things.

They will get you anything even if you don't want it (and they are rolling in cash so it doesn't really matter.)

Nsfw

Iwaizumi rules the bedroom.

And as much as Oikawa pretends to be the top, he falls apart the second you kiss him neck.

Favorite position?

Simple. It can go two ways.

Oikawa laying on his back, Iwa fuking him into heaven and you sitting on his face OR you on your stomach ass up with Iwa between your legs and Oikawa's dick in your mouth.

The only real times Oikawa is in you is when Iwazumi wants to see both of you be pathetic sluts, or when Oikawa is being punished, mostly cockwarming while he is tied and not able to thrust in you.

Double penetration?

Your punishment.

Whine and cry all you want neither of them are slowing down, this is really the only time Oikawa is dominant in the bedroom

“Aw, Tooru, look at her! So pathetic!”

“You look like two whores trying to fuck, Harder brats”

“Oh! Iwa her throat gets tighter when you do that!”

Ushijima Wakatoshi and Tendo Satori

Sfw

Oh bby how did you get so lucky?

You have the best of both worlds!

Tendo, who you can joke around and cook with.

And Ushijima, your pillar and voice of reason.

This relationship was 100% started by Tendo. No question. He saw you and decided right then and there that you were his, and what kind of best friend would he be if he didn't share with Wakatoshi!

Thank god you were willing to do this, it would have Broken Satori AND Wakatoshis heart :((

This WAS the best decision of your life.

Your first date as a threesome was so cute, it started with walking around tokyo and you stopped and ate in a small cafe. You begged them to pay and they didn't let you so this became a game to see if you could ever find a way to pay before them.(you're still failing to this day)

After the cafe they took you to a small beach that had a little volleyball net set up. Insert uwus here

They taught you how to play, the basics if you didn't already know, and you guys played around until it was 2am

All of your dates are different but they either end like that or cuddling on the couch wachting movies. OR you know ;))

Nsfw

UHHH there are two ways this could go.

You being absolutely ruined by these two. Both being pretty big, they easily overpower you.

Tendo also has the obsession with being in your ass while ushijima rips your poor pussy apart.

Sadist tendo also makes a slight appearance, not letting yu cum for hours then making you cum over and over and over again

Mr. Tendo controls what you and Toshi do!

Trust me Wakatoshi is still controlling you every waking second, but having Tendo tell him what to do (being slightly unaware of what to do anyway) gets him off just as much as you.

And when he’s feeling more adventurous, Tendo has kept you and Ushijima on literal leashes at his feet while he just chilled out. (i literally love this so much-)

You guys do a lot of exploring!

“Harder Toshi, the slut can take it”

“” we don't have enough dicks to fill all your holes”

“Satori! Please!” “Shhh, floor whores don't get to talk”

Sakusa Kiyoomi and Miya Atsumu

My #2 pair

DAMN, i can't even put how whipped they are for you in words.

You defiantly knew Sakusa first.

You two met in the supermarket, much to his displeasure he had to shop for himself, it was the classic strangers to lovers trope

You both reached for the same countertop cleaner!

To both of your shock you touched his hand and immediately started to apologize to him (he couldn't even reply because he was so stunned by your beauty)

He snapped back and started to interrogate you about what cleaning products you use, you both didn't even realize how much time passed with you just talking about how you clean.

Eventually you exchanged numbers and texted almost all day.

This led to him texting you back every chance he had during practice breaks, but he never told you he was a professional volleyball players AND happened to be on one of the top teams in the country, (you found out when he randomly followed you on instagram)

Eventually he got sloppy and Atsumu looked at his phone and found your number! Aren't you lucky ;) almost immediately after he started to question Sakusa about you

Who is she?

Where did you meet?

Is she pretty?

Gimmie her number Omi, i wanna know her too!

Eventually Atsumu just stole his phone and started to non-stop call you.

“Uh Kiyo? This guy keeps calling me and asking me questions about you.”

“Ignore it”

It got so bad that when you officially met atsumu he had followed Sakusa to your meeting spot, and you hit it off! (much to Kiyoomi’s disdain)

After a few months, and a lot of talks, all three of you entered a relationship!

Your dynamic was great! You were clean like Sakusa and fun like Atsumu!

Perfect!

Another spoiling group, it's like they just know what you want. It doesn't even matter what you think :// no take backs :))

Plus you have girl time when they are at practice, a good time to plan surprises ;)

You even got Atsumu into skin and hair care (kiyoomi approves)

You are literally perfect (and the hottest couple in the planet)

Nsfw

Sakusa is in control.

No question.

He wants ti fuck you? Done.

He wants to watch you play with yourself. Already rubbing circles on your clit.

He wants you to ride Atsumu until you squirt? You're bouncing on Atsumu Cumming and cumming.

Believe it or not Sakusa AND Atsumu love messy blowjobs, seeing you slobber all over yourself and their cocks is the most beautiful thing to them.

Atsumu also has the dirtiest most vulgar mouth on earth, will not spare your feelings one bit.

But that doesn't even measure up to how Kiyoomi speaks to you. He has no shame is telling you that they are going to let everyone on the team fuck you senseless.

Sakusa also loves to punish you and Atsumu for literally anything, he will tie you to each other and put vibrators in your holes and just watch you two desperately grind on each other to get relief that just won't come.

(they both love to ruin your orgasm too)

“Go Whore i know you can bounce faster than that”

“Look at her Omi! Isnt she the best little cumdump? Yes you are! Yes you are!” (pls he treats you like a pet)

“Hey Miya. Wouldn't shugo just love to have her on her knees for him? I think we should let her sometime”

I would do anything for these two-

Kuroo Tetsuro and Kozume Kenma

Oh? You're the most spoiled pet in the world?

You definitely grew up together, aka you've had both of them wrapped around your finger since you were 8.

You guys probably started dating after you accidentally let it slip that you were in love with the both of them.

After you all confessed and talked for hours, you were officially dating!

Not much has changed, but they were more affectionate and loving and more physical with you.

Your dates are really random, all the varying schedule and all.

They take you to anime cafes and gaming cafes and ALL the different cafes.

They always tell you you don't have to work but you feel bad so you started a makeup channel on youtube! And of course you were a sensation!

You and Kenma make little collab videos and were voted as the cutest couple of the year!

But that doesn't1 mean you aren't involved in Kuroos life just as much!

You help him get ready every morning, he just “can't” tie his tie even after doing it since highschool.

You make him a unique bento everyday!

You even buy him little chemistry sets whenever you see that a new model was released!

Plus living with two cuddle bugs is a dream for any girl ;)

Nsfw

The way that both of them are into cockwarming-

Whenever Kenma is not streaming he wants you to sit on his cock, just be a good kitten and do it.

No worries! Between rounds he'll start to pound you for as long as he can, but it's never enough for you to cum :// too bad you'll just have to wait until he’s done, or when Kuroo some home.

With Kuroo it's usually when he is doing more work in his home office. This is pure torture.

He won’t even pay attention to you until HE wants to cum.

To add on to that neither of them are afraid of fucking you infront of people.

Kenma has no fear of keeping you at his feet while he streams so you can suck him off whenever he wants.

One time he was on a zoom call with his PR team and they had no idea you were deepthroating his cock under where the camera could see.

Kuroo is the worst with this too, he’ll start fucking you when he knows he ahs a work call in a few minutes, so in the middle of fucking he’ll just answer the phone and make you shut up :((

Both of them together? You’re fucked. (literally haha)

Kenma a bottom , 100%, just not as much as you.

Sex mostly means kuroo fucking you and sucking kenma off.

“I wonder if everyone would still follow you if they knew what a slut you are”

“Kitten you have to be quiet for Daddy now, this call is important”

“Look at that kenma, she’s cumming all over the place while drooling all over you!”

Bokuto Kotaro and Akaashi Keji

The owl nest? Yes Ma’am.

You were akaashis girlfriend first, but that meant you were practically dating Bokuto anyway.

Akaashi? He loved it, you were just so cute when you tled to Kotaro!

When he got excited, you got excited and you were just the cutest two babies in the world!

The way you would talk for hours about nonsense and laugh about the stupidest things.

Slowly but surely Akaashi braugh Bokuto into the relationship, and you had no objections!

It started with small things like movie nights that turned into sleepovers that became full dates!

Dates? Oh man you go on one almost every night!

The movies! Bookstores! Restaurants!

Even to the volleyball gym.

Sometimes Akaashi takes you to Bokuto’s games and you two just Cheer your lungs out!

This seems crazy but one time on your anniversary that took you to an owl farm!

It was probably the funnest night of your life, and that was it all three of you knew that this was how you wanted to spend the rest of your lives.

Nsfw

Bokuto might be the driving force but Akaashi is the real mastermind behind the bedroom life.

Sex mostly includs being railed by Bokuto for hours while Akaashi whispers sweet praises in your ears, telling you how good your gtaking Bokuto.

Akaashi is also a firm believer in punishing people with toys,aka Bokuto getting ahead of himself and ignoring Akaashis commands which lands him tied up and a vibrator pressed to his sild until his orgass are dry :)

Of course you are no better, cumming before your told or vene worse masterbating without permission.

That lands you with a bunny vibrator, unable to move and just watching as Akasshi fucks Bokuto with your favorite dildo :(

But if you'd just listen this would have never happened, just promise not to do it again!

“Keji please, pease, wanna cum s-so bad”

“Gee, you're just sucking him in huh? After all this time you still want more!”

“You are just the prettiest little thing huh.”

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bangtanloverboys · 3 years

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the first cringe of morning // myg

summary - there were many things one would be nervous about when their new partner spends the night for the first time: was the room clean? is everything in order? did you shave? but you weren’t really nervous about those things, you were nervous as to how he would preceive your scars

pairing - boyfriend!yoongi x trans male!reader

genre - fluff, slight nsfw; newly established relationship au

word count - 1.7k

warnings - mentions of top surgery, reader is slightly insecure of his scars, anxiety, bisexual yoongi, bed sharing, cuddling, non-sexual body worship, kissing, very light non-sexual dom/sub undertones, kinda soft dom!min yoongi, min yoongi being an absolute sweetheart

author’s note - hhhhhh dream scenario honestly. . .happy pride month

Taking a deep breath, you pulled your shirt up, exposing your chest. You stared at your torso in the mirror, your eyes zeroing in on the two thin scars that decorated your chest. You’d gotten top surgery barely a year ago, the scars nearly faded away. You were happy with the results, you’ve never felt happier or more comfortable in your entire life even. You would never go back on the decision you made to get top surgery.

However, it didn’t stop you from being nervous. Why were you nervous? Your new boyfriend, Yoongi, was going to spend the night for the first time ever. You’ve been dating for a few months now and you honestly couldn’t have been happier. You told him you were a trans man a few weeks after you felt like you were possibly getting more serious; he nodded, thanking you for trusting him with the information. While you knew he would do nothing of the sort, your brain couldn’t help but think of terrible outcomes if/when he was to see your chest.

What if he thought you looked deformed? What if he pointed out your nipples and how they looked weird? What if after what if after what if, plagued your mind. It was stupid and you knew that, but your anxiety continued to eat away at you.

The night so far had been pretty good; he arrived with a couple grocery bags of goodies, as you did ask him to pick up some things on his way over. The two of you had a nice dinner, watched a couple movies, and you were both getting ready to settle down for bed. It was established earlier that you weren’t planning on having sex at all that night, neither of you feeling quite ready for that yet. But you slept shirtless, meaning you had the options of either A. getting it over with and showing him or B. sleep with a shirt on and possibly overboil. Anxiety on the rise, you went with the latter option.

A knock on the bathroom door startled you, causing you to drop your shirt.

“I gotta brush my teeth. You decent?” Yoongi asked from the otherside of the door.

With a light chuckle, you unlocked the door, pulling it open for him. “Come in.”

Walking in, his toothbrush in hand, he pressed a kiss to your cheek. “Thank you. Can I use your toothpaste?”

“Yeah, it’s in the little basket by the sink.” You gestured to the counter behind you. “I’m gonna get the bed ready.”

“Hey,” he grabbed your wrist, stopping you from going any further. “You sure you don’t want me sleeping on the couch? Because I’m more than fine with that.”

“No, it’s okay.” You responded, hoping your voice sounded reassuring. Yoongi stared at you for a moment, possibly sensing your nervousness. He didn’t say anything, only nodding; trusting your words. After releasing your wrist, you made your way to your bedroom.

You had cleaned up everything earlier that day, looking nothing like the mess it was the past couple days. But you were satisfied with it, as long as there was no mess on the floor or dirty dishes anywhere, it was fine. With a sigh, you began taking off the decorative pillows you had on display on your full sized bed, neatly stacking them in a pile. As you continued to get the bed ready, your mind wandered, thinking about how you were going to sleep. Did Yoogni have any sleeping habits? Would he cuddle you while you slept? Would he mind the heat you tend to give off when you sleep? So many different random anxieties started to build up over the ones already there.

“Are we not going to sleep with any pillows or something?” Yoongi’s voice pulled you from your thoughts. Immediately you realized you went a bit too far and even pulled off the actual pillows from the bed, stacking them alongside the decorative ones.

“Shit- I’m sorry, I got a bit carried away.” You gushed as you put the pillows back on the bed.

“No worries.” You got a good look at him as he walked across the room, towards the bed. He was wearing a loose fitted T-shirt, a pair of grey sweatpants that were hanging low on his hips, and his hair was a mess from being tucked away in a beanie all day. “Do you sleep on any specific side of the bed or free range?”

“I sleep on the right side.” You said, pointing to the side you were closest to.

“Alright,” he nodded as he made his way over to the left side of the bed. Pulling back the covers, he climbed into bed. You moved to follow him, but he stopped you. “You’re gonna sleep in your jeans?”

You felt your cheeks grow hot in embarrassment. “Right uh. Hang on.” You muttered as you turned around. As you shuck your jeans off, you can feel Yoongi’s eyes on you, causing the heat in your cheeks to spread to the tips of your ears. Standing in only your boxers and a T-shirt, you deemed yourself ready for bed. When you turned around to face him, you spotted a smirk playing on his lips. Avoiding eye contact, you clambered into bed, shutting off your lamp in the process, leaving you both in the dark room.

The mattress beneath you shifted as Yoongi adjusted himself to lay down and get comfortable. “C’mere.” He wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you close to him. You freeze in his hold for a moment, thinking he’s going to possibly make a move, but instead you feel him nuzzle his face into your hair. You smiled as you felt his breathing tickle the skin of your neck. Relaxing into his touch, you allowed yourself to fall asleep in his arms.

When you woke up to the sunlight bleeding through your blinds, you were genuinely surprised to have slept through the whole night. Usually you’d wake up randomly, but Yoongi was a good luck sleeping charm that now you had, you probably won’t ever let go. You shut your eyes again, wanting a bit more sleep before either of you have to get up.

Just as your mind was about to fall back into sleep, you felt the light touch of Yoongi’s lips drag across the skin of your neck. He peppered soft kisses over the exposed skin, gently tickling you. You giggled at the sensation, but didn’t pull away. In fact, you snuggled closer into him. As he sleepily kissed you, you felt the hand that was still wrapped tightly around your waist ever so slowly slip underneath your shirt. The skin to skin contact had you stiffen. Feeling your discomfort, Yoongi moved to whisper in your ear.

“Are you okay with this?”

“I-” You struggled to get the words out. “My scars. I- I don’t-”

“Hey shh,” he murmured, kissing the shell of your ear before he readjusted himself on the bed, now hovering over you. “You can tell me, what about your scars?”

“I-I’ve. . . never really had a partner see my scars in a more. . . intimate setting. . .” You all but shrunk under his gaze, refusing to meet his eyes.

“No, Y/N, look at me.” His hand went to your cheek, gently forcing you to look up at him. Meeting his dark eyes, you feel nothing but adoration pouring out from them, overwhelming you. “I care about all of you, scars and all. You are the most handsome creature I’ve had the privilege of knowing.” You felt tears prick at your eyes, threatening to spill. Your hand went up to cup his cheek, bringing him down to meet your lips. The kiss was nothing too special, it was slow and gentle, yet it didn’t stop your heart from racing. Yoongi’s other hand was sneaking back underneath your shirt as he pulled away. “Is it okay if I show you?”

With a gulp, you nodded.

“Use your words, baby.”

“Yes.” You rasped out.

Once given the green light, he pressed a kiss to your lips, then your cheek, then your neck. He kissed down your clothed torso until he was over your hips, his hands slowly curling up the bottom of your shirt. His eyes never left yours as he exposed more and more skin, stopping just below your scars. Lowing his head to your stomach, he kissed you right below your belly button. Your eyes fluttered shut as he pecked all over your stomach; on occasion he’d catch you by surprise by blowing a raspberry, eliciting a laugh from you.

He reached the edge of your shirt again, placing his hands on the fabric before moving it anymore. “Do you wanna take this off?”

“Yeah.”

It was a bit of a struggle but with Yoongi’s help, you got the T-shirt off. His eyes not once leaving you as he tossed the shirt to some corner of the room. The silence was thick as you watched him stare at you, saying nothing. Embarrassment burned in your cheeks as you moved to cover yourself, but his hands grabbed at your wrists, pinning them to your side.

“You’re absolutely stunning, Y/N.” He praised as he lowered himself to be over your ribcage. “Please don’t doubt that, I see nothing but the most beautiful man in front of me.” Yoongi muttered as he littered kisses along your scars, the sensation light from what little feeling you have left. His words left butterflies erupting in your stomach and your head reeling, trying to accept the compliments he gave you. You don’t think anyone has ever said that to you, hell, you don’t even think you’ve said that about yourself. But to have Yoongi tell you had you drunk.

He’d nip at your skin, testing where you could feel, and when he felt you shutter against him, your boyfriend made sure to pay extra attention there. All while mumbling praises into your skin, assuring you that he thought nothing less of the world of you.

By the time his head came back up above yours, his lips were kiss swollen and you were breathless. Smiling down at you, he leaned down, kissing you one last time before pulling away. He laid his head down on your chest, snaking his arms around you to hold you tight. Your arms went to wrap around his shoulders, messing with his hair at the nape of his neck. There the two of you laid for the next few hours, as the sun rose higher in the sky, simply enjoying each other’s company.

#btsghostie #min yoongi x reader #bts x reader #min yoongi x trans male reader #bts x trans male reader #bts fluff #min yoongi fluff #yoongi x reader

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shyvioletcat · 3 years

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Yeah... I'm the worst...

*Redid the tags, got told some weren’t working. Sorry*

~ Masterlist ~

~~~~~

There was an ugly silence in the room, no one quite knowing how to break it. A small sob had Rowan looking back at Lyria, her hand cradling her stomach. The gesture caused a pain so sharp in Rowan’s chest that he choked on it because of the lies that rested beneath her hand. He had no real sense of reality as he stood there looking between his wife and the man she had been unfaithful to him with. His brain was still processing what he had overheard.

“You never gave me a chance.”

“Have you told him that the baby may not even be his?”

Rowan’s knees went weak and he thought he may start vomiting. This was a joke. Some sick cruel joke his friends had decided to play on him, Aelin always liked to pull a good prank. But the longer he looked at Lyria and from the look on her face the way she was trembling… this was no joke.

“Rowan. We–”

“No,” Rowan said, not bothering to look at the other man in the room. “This is not coming from you.”

Rowan’s brain was finally catching up with him and he had so many questions. The first and foremost was how exactly Sam rutting Cortland got to be standing in his kitchen as a possible father of the baby his wife was carrying.

“I want you to leave,” Rowan said to Sam. “I’m leaving this room and I want you gone.”

He didn’t bother to address Lyria as he left the kitchen and started down the hallway. She had two options here, she could come and find once showing her guest out or she could leave. Rowan hoped that for the sake of his sanity she chose the former. A dilemma struck Rowan as he stood in the hallway, only overhearing hushed sounds of conversation through his home. Where was he going to go? He didn’t want to have this conversation in the bedroom, it felt too intimate as the ravine between him and Lyria was gaping wider by the second. He wasn’t going to go back out to any of the rooms beyond the hallway and risk running into Sam again. That really only left him one option.

Rowan turned the door handle of the baby’s room and stepped inside.

The walls were painted a soft yellow, bits and pieces of baby paraphernalia were stacked in piles around the room that they hadn’t got around to sorting through. Seems they had a few more things they needed to sort through.

The fact that Sam was possibly the father of the baby had him reeling. Aelin and Sam had been broken up for a while now. Rowan had liked the guy, but he could tell that the two of them weren't meant to be. Sam and him were close to friends by the time the relationship fell apart, not enough that once Aelin had let him go Rowan had kept in contact. There's was a lot of missing information between then and now. Gods, had Aelin known and not told him? Is that why she had been getting progressively more distant over these past months?

Rowan waited, the feeling of wanting to empty the contents of his stomach returning in full force. His ears were straining for any indication that Lyria was still house. The front door closed and then he heard soft footsteps. She went to the bedroom first, saying his name softly–her voice wavering. She obviously didn’t find him there so she finally came to him. The door squeaked as she pushed it open and Rowan made a mental note to fix that before the baby came, he didn’t want them waking up because of the noise. That thought had him closing his eyes and leaning on the box that held the pieces of the cot, not even knowing where his future was heading.

Lyria was silent, waiting for Rowan to say something. So he did.

“Why?” he asked simply.

“I don’t know,” Lyria said quietly.

“Yes you do,” Rowan said coldly. “Stop trying to spare my feelings. Just tell me.”

Lyria walked over to the rocking chair in the corner, the only real piece of furniture in the room and eased herself down. At any other time Rowan would be over there, helping and hovering. But right now he was rooted to the spot.

“It was just after we had that big fight, the one about my car,” Lyria explained. That had been well over a year ago, this wasn’t the cause of the current problem. “I went out and I randomly ran into Sam. We got talking, he’d just had that messy breakup with Aelin so we were commiserating together. We exchanged numbers.”

“And then what? Swapping numbers doesn’t get you pregnant,” Rowan said as he finally turned around.

He saw Lyria in the chair, head tipped back as tears ran down her cheeks. “It was another fight, over something stupid I can’t remember now, and I told Sam and we went out and we got drunk. We’d been texting for a while, we had become friends and talking almost every day. Then suddenly that line blurred and we were more than that and that night he asked me to come back to his place, you’d headed out of town so I said yes. We had sex back at his place, and it was the worst mistake of my life.”

Rowan remembered that, he had the same blip in his memory over what exactly the fight was over, but he remembered leaving town overnight for work. He had tried to call Lyria so many times but eventually giving her the space he interpreted her silence to be asking for. And the truth of it was worse than he could have ever imagined.

“He loves you,” Rowan said, even though they broke his own heart.

“Yes.” Lyria’s reply came out with a sob.

“And do you love him?” At this point Rowan felt as though he was digging his own grave, each question and answer taking him deeper.

Another sob tore from Lyria and Rowan’s heart betrayed him, forgetting about his own pain and anger. All he wanted to do was hold his wife, kiss her and dry her tears, tell her none of it mattered. But still, he held back. He wanted to hear the answer first.

“No,” Lyria said but it lacked conviction. “I don’t know. But I know that I love you more.”

“That’s no consolation prize there, Ria,” Rowan said bitterly.

Lyria didn’t say anything, she just continued to cry and now was rubbing her stomach. Rowan had done that countless times, he had felt that baby move, talked to them, assured them that no matter what as their father he would always be there. But now…

That final question loomed in front of him, ready to drag him over the precipice of no return. Despite it all, Rowan couldn’t explain how the smile appeared on his face as he readied to say the words that could potentially haunt him for the rest of his life. He wouldn’t ask directly, he couldn't. Instead he’d delay the swing of the axe.

“Do you know?” He was a coward for delaying. “Do you know who the father is?”

Lyria nodded tears cascading over her cheeks, he watched them fall one after the other as she nodded, and he could tell her lies had reached their end. Hoping, more than believing that she was resolute in giving him an answer.

Rowan’s voice was so hollow he barely recognised it in his own ears as he said, “Tell me.”

~~~~~

There was a sturdy knock at the door and Aelin pushed Fleetfoot off her lap as she went to answer it. The food had arrived much quicker than she thought, she was always far too impatient to watch the actual delivery process on her phone. She tended to just get angry at the route her driver made or yelled when the wait time would randomly fluctuate. So instead she would place her order and just wait for the text. Aelin smiled at the prospect at take-out arriving, though on her way she realised that she hadn’t actually received the text indicating it was in fact here. Shrugging to herself as she swung the door open, assuming that the delivery guy had just forgotten. However, that smile fell when she saw who stood in her doorway.

It was Rowan.

~~~~~

Yeah, I'm definitely the worst. This one seems short but I promise the next one will make up for it.

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sorry-i-ship-drarry · 3 years

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16. Sinful dreams

Prompt used- massaging them | WARNING- implied smut | shout-out to everyone reblogging and commenting on these. Ps. Sorry for no update yesterday ( it's hard to keep up )

" well hello the man who thinks it's his house" harry gave Draco a grin who had presumably came to his house while he was out shopping using the spare key Harry had given him.

" I needed a change of space. Did you bring my biscuits ?" He asked

" I would go shopping and not bring your biscuits, you really are Dim witted " Harry placed his palms on the kitchen top before he took out Draco's biscuits and threw it at Draco in the living room who immediately caught before it would've fallen to the ground and get cracked up.

" what are you even working on ?" Harry asked as he started putting things into the refrigerator.

" just grading some papers " Draco replied opening the packet of biscuit and eating it slowly " still as delicious as ever " he groaned. Chuckling Harry turned to see Draco eating his biscuits, he seemed like Someone who had just been given his Christmas gift.

" I thought you already did them ?" Harry asked

" well turned out the question I had basically wronged of every student was infact right, I was the one who made a careless mistake in the question paper, so now I have to recheck every paper and grade them over again " he sighed as he simultaneously went back to grading his papers

" sometimes you work harder than I do " Harry gave a light laugh as he got his juice box and went into the living room to sit with Draco.

" well being a professor is hard. You should see the answers sometimes. They're worse than yours " Draco groaned changing the answer sheet.

" hey, I wasn't that bad. I just didn't like potions because of snape " Harry defended himself as he watched Draco grade the papers. He randomly picked one of the Answer sheet of a kid named ken wood, chuckling almost immediately after reading the answer

" I remember I wrote the exact same answer once and it turned out to be surprisingly right which I see you've crossed at "

" what?" Draco huffed as he took the sheet from Harry, Peering over the answer and as if upon realising his mistake, sighing he corrected the answer and grade all over.

" you do work hard " Harry's Voice echoed as he went into th bedroom.

" you've got no idea Harry, if only one day you accept that job at school, you'd understand " Draco voice echoed as well from where Harry heard it.

He soon came back in the living room carrying his guitar and sitting down next to Draco's feet, tuning it instantly.

" no joke honestly, I am thinking over it. I do enjoy working in the Muggle world but sometimes i just feel like it's better being really who you are and being with people of your sort " Harry explained

" well Ms. McGonagall would be very glad to have you " he replied.

" you're gonna play ?" Draco asked as he finally noticed Harry had set his hands to play

" you don't want me to ?" Harry asked looking up at Draco

" yes please, I will kill myself if I have to do more of these with no source of enjoyment " Draco rolled his eyes..

Smiling Harry started to play lightly. When after the war Harry set out on his path to discover himself and trying out new things, he had instantly fallen in love with playing guitar. It took a great deal of practice but Harry had successfully learned how to play it last. Often he plays for his friends if they ever go out on a trip or if they're stressed out and he had played on a bunch of their bonfire nights. For Draco it had always worked out pretty greatly. He loved listening to harry play, he played it to so whimsically that he mostly found himself lost in the tunes and just hearing Harry hum along as he played. It was soothing and mildly attractive to Draco, not that he's ever going to tell Harry that but he liked to imagine that he already knew and that was why he used to play it more attractively each time.

The thing was Harry never really realised if he ever started to sing lightly along playing or humming, Draco never pointed. So when Harry was lightly humming and singing to the song, Draco found it much easier to grade his paper more fastly and without wanting to kill himself however in between he had groaned because of craning his neck downward and harry immediately took notice of it.

" what happened ?" He asked concerned putting away his guitar.

" nothing, just my neck hurts now from all the looking down just like I have to look down on you " even in slight he hadn't missed the opportunity to tease Harry who flipped him off.

" here, let me massage " Harry got up from the floor and went behind to sit over the edge of the couch, his feets alongside Draco's body.

" you sure, you know- ooh " he immediately moaned in relief as Harry started massaging the bottom of his neck.

" better ?" Harry asked

" much better " Draco mumbled as he closed his eyes and let his head fall back a little enjoying Harry's hands over his neck.

" you overwork yourself Draco " Harry complained knowing Draco, he probably had time but still tries to do everything beforehand

Draco hummed in response. It soon became ritual between them for Harry to give him massages whenever he was tired or very much worked out and harry happily complied. It was only during one Massage when everything became weird, Harry was simply giving Draco a massage when he had accidentally moaned loudly when Harry has massaged a specific spot on his back. Assuming that none of them heard it, Harry resumed giving him a massage when he elicited the same moan out of Draco and suddenly it became too much for Harry to go on and had to immediately stop Because of the sudden sensation going down south.

" Why'd you stop ?" Draco asked embarrassed

" oh nothing, I - I just need to use the restroom " Harry said as he not so subtly got up from behind Draco and ran for the bathroom to cool down but nothing really worked. Hearing Draco's moan was like a cardinal sin and harry had happily became a sinner. His voice rang over and over in his head which only troubled everything. All he could think about was how beautiful his moan had sounded and how in many more sinning ways he could elicit the same moan. Inappropriately thinking about Draco only worsened everything because the images he had thought about Before of Draco now had a sound and it only turned him on more and more.

Harry was leaned against the kitchen sink waiting for his hard on to go away when there was a knock on the door. He must've been in there for longer than Draco could've anticipated because now he was concerned about Harry.

" is everything alright, Harry?"

" yeah, ev- everything's fine " everything was not absolutely fine, how voice sounded much more strained and he was fighting urge to shove his hands down his pants for relief

" you don't sound so fine, open the door Harry " Draco commanded from the other side of the door

" you go, I'll be out in a few" Harry leaned furthermore onto the sink, almost palming over his jeans

" I'll break the door open if you don't open it right now, I'm giving you 3 seconds "

" 1"

" 2 "

" 3 - I'm openi-"

Huffing Harry opened the door " what ?"

" nothing-oh" Draco eyes widened as his eyes fell over Harry's prominent bulge. They remained in a moment of silence where Harry looked anywhere but Draco's face while Draco found it hard to resist to not stare at Harry's pants.

" i- I don't know how it happened- think you moaned and I've just have had pretty off days and somehow- nmph" it was too late for Harry to continue that sentence since Draco had shoved harry inside the bathroom, pining against the sink and kissing him over the lips. One of his hands making its way under Harry's shirt while the other one enclosing him between him and the sink. Travelling his hands on Draco's neck he made the kiss more heated and rough. It was beyond anything Harry could've ever imagined Draco's soft lips could've done but once his lips were against Harry's, it had aroused a wild sensation in him to have him right here and right then. The kiss became more sloppier with each second, not hurriedly but am urgency to discover what else he could do. The hand pressed against Harry's chest under his shirt was exploring the deeper depths of his chest and slowly moving downwards, Which continuously made Harry release moans he had only thought he could produce with a man. As if the heat was unbearable between them, Draco separated for air and travelled from Harry's lips down to his jawline, pressing small kisses before he has finally reached his neck and pressed warm kisses.

" ar- fuck - you sure ?" Harry moaned as Draco resumed kissing and licking over Harry's neck. His grip on Draco's neck had travelled into his hair and grasping enough to make him lose his control.

" I've always wanted you Harry " Draco moaned in his ear. He would've collapsed on the ground if he wasn't pressed against by Draco's body. Biting his lip he suppressed his desperate moans only for a few seconds until he found it hard to resist when he had managed to kiss Harry's sweet spot and initiated giving him a hickey. Losing control Harry rutted softly against Draco in a desperate attempt to gain any sort of friction for relief which made both of the men's moan in pure ecstacy of the moment and deepening kisses.

" you want to move to bed ?" Draco asked as he went back to kissing Harry's lips.

" thought you'd never asked " Harry mumbled against his lips and held onto Draco's neck, wrapping his legs around his body as Draco placed his hands under his thigh and carried them onto the bed and resumed kissing each other, losing one article of clothing one by one until none were left.

It was the night that had officially ruined their friendship, taking things to next level , doing things to each other they had only dreamt off but who would've known that their dreams of having the other men pressed against the bed, desperately moaning their name would've come true.

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I couldn't come up with any better idea for this prompt. Sorry if it seemed rushed.

Day 15- nobody can ever be you | Day 17- their own song

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ampintherain · 4 years

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I’m Yours:

Charlie Gillespie x Reader

Chapter IV

Y/N is Kenny Ortega’s ‘niece’ after going through a rough breakup, Kenny decides to fly her over to stay with him, will her broken heart mend?

(Female Reader, NO SMUT, Romance, Friendship, THIS IS MY FIRST EVER FANFIC/IMAGINE, I hope it’s good, Kenny is lifelong family friend so reader calls him Uncle Kenny. I’m British so the writing is going to be British so like ‘mum’ not ‘mom’ yanno?)

TW- swearing. mentions of alcohol, drugs & divorce

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Y/N

“Doll, you ready to go?” Kenny asked as he shrugged on his coat, we had been at Tori’s for a good three hours and I could see Kenny was getting tired and we did have a really long day tomorrow, I nodded at my uncle happily before bidding farewell to my new found friends. I found it quite strange as to how quickly they had befriended me and made me feel more than welcome- Charlie especially, I mean throughout the day he asked me if I was alright and he encouraged me to share my ideas with Uncle Kenny, it really was strange.

“See you tomorrow Y/n” Owen chirped, pulling me in for a quick hug, I was soon passed round through the group of friends each of them giving me a tight hug which I gladly reciprocated, I waved everyone a final goodbye before Kenny and I left Tori’s apartment and made our way back to the car.

As Uncle Kenny drove through the streets of Vancouver, I paid most attention to the lights displayed throughout, I watched as birds flew through the sky and listened to the soft sound of the radio, “you okay Y/n?” Uncle Kenny questioned,

“Hm?” I said, as the questioned tore me out of my unknown daydream, I turned to face my uncle Kenny and before he could repeat himself, my brain managed to process what he originally asked “oh oh yeah, I’m fine Uncle Kenny, just sight seeing” I laughed quietly,

“Okay, just making sure, I’m worried about you...” Kenny admitted, I had a feeling that he was but he just didn’t want to draw attention to me and my situation, I have always been very good at hiding my emotions it came from years and years of being told that my emotions and the way I felt weren’t ‘necessary’ and that I shouldn’t feel the way I did- in the end, I decided to no longer tell anyone my problems but deal with them myself, battling through the pain as a lone warrior, I didn’t even tell Kenny what was going on, I built up layers of walls around me to protect myself and make it seem like I was this strong, capable woman. “You’re only 19, Y/n, I know you’re strong but... I just want you to know that I am here should you ever need me” I nodded in response, worried that if I did speak, my voice would give way and I would be revealed as this weak character, I’ve already cried once today and I’m not planning on crying anymore, not in front of Kenny at least.

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Kenny locked the door behind me as we both entered the apartment, “do you want a drink or anything Uncle Kenny?” I questioned as I made my way into the kitchen, opening the fridge and taking out the carton of orange juice,

“No you’re alright Star, I’m just going to head to bed, I’ll wake you up at 7 alright?” He assured me, I nodded as I sipped at my juice, I looked at the digital clock placed on the side- 12:00am, luckily I had sorted through all of my clothes before going to set and again before going to Tori’s because, quite honestly, I hadn’t the energy to do much at this point, I watched as my uncle wandered into his room, closing the door behind him. I let out a deep breath, the thoughts of a few nights ago coming back into my memory, replaying itself there, why wasn’t I good enough? I did absolutely everything I could for him... I loved him with everything I had... why wasn’t I good enough?

I kept asking myself, it was truly lost on me, I didn’t see myself as this perfect girl, this perfect girlfriend but I knew what I did for him. I was there for him when his dad spiralled, turning to alcoholism and drug abuse, I was there whenever he called, whenever he showed up randomly at my house at 4 in the morning crying and looking for a cuddle, I made sure to visit him mum every Tuesday evening for dinner because Zac wanted to move out once his parents split, deciding to live with his grandparents instead. We were even thinking about moving in together... well him moving in with me as I had already had my own place at 18. That boy was my entire world for 3 years and the fact that he could throw it all away so easily, really hurt me, and I don’t think it was anything that I could understand ever.

The thought alone caused my heart to feel crushed, it felt like Zac had a hold of my heart and whenever I thought about it, he just squeezed my heart as hard as he possibly could, it felt like a gut wrenching type of pain, I wiped away the tears that I didn’t even realise were spilling quickly out of my eyes. I cleared my throat and drank the rest of my juice before making my way to bed, I changed into my grey cable knit sweater and my plaid shorts and clambered into the large double bed, snuggling into the comfort that the bed brought me before I let sleep take over me.

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“Rise and shine” Kenny said quietly into my bedroom, I groaned as I stretched in bed, “morning sleepyhead” he chuckled,

“Morning” I mumbled, scratching the back of my head, Kenny told me that we’d be leaving in 20 minutes, “okay, I’ll see you in 20” I smiled, sliding out of bed and heading into my closet, I grabbed my white tennis skirt, white shirt and dark blue sweater, I paired the outfit with white tennis socks and my white and blue Nike Jordan’s that Uncle Kenny bought me for Christmas. I placed my clothes on my bed and went for a quick shower, this time I dried my hair before chucking it up into a high ponytail, I brushed my teeth and did some light makeup again before changing and grabbing my phone off the side,

“Let’s go” I stated as I made my way over to Kenny,

“You look amazing” he smiled genuinely at me, I thanked him and we made our way back to the set of his new show.

“So... how did you sleep?” Kenny asked me,

“Oh really well thank you, that bed was huge, you could fit like five of me in there” I joked, just as my phone chimed, I looked down at the lit screen to see messages from the one person I didn’t want to hear from.

Zac- Hey, where are you? I came to your place to see you and you weren’t there...

I rolled my eyes and groaned internally before locking my phone and sinking into my seat, “what’s on your mind?” Uncle Kenny asked immediately, I swear it’s like this man lives in my brain. I turned my phone on vibrate just as another text came through,

“It’s nothing Uncle Kenny” I sighed, the man driving next to me simply hummed in response, he definitely didn’t believe me but I knew he wasn’t going to push for answers- he never did, he would always let me come to him if I needed and that was one of the things I loved most about him. I could feel my phone constantly vibrating in my hand whilst Kenny was driving, so I turned it on do not disturb just to try and escape it.

“Alright kiddo, we’ve arrived” Kenny said as he swiftly parked up, I went to unbuckle myself but Kenny stopped me, “you don’t have to tell me right now, but I am here, you know I won’t judge you like your parents” he explained, I sighed and leant over to rest my head on his arm,

“I know Uncle Kenny... it’s Zac, he texted me... I’m ignoring him though” I replied, he sighed and looked down at me, placing a kiss to the top of my head,

“You’re going to have to” Kenny started before I cut him off mid sentence,

“Message him at some point, I know I know” I sat back upright and unbuckled the seat before getting out the car, “come on” I sighed, putting back on my brave face before heading into the lot with Uncle Kenny in tow.

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Charlie

“Y/n!” I heard Sav yell from across the lot, I turned to see Y/n walking towards us, her arms linked with Kenny’s as he was talking and joking with her, I watched as she let out a quick laugh before shaking her head, probably at some corny joke that Kenny told. “We’re matching!” Sav exclaimed as Y/n got closer,

“So we are!” Y/n giggled, “but don’t you have to be in your Carrie costume?” She questioned, pointing at the costume trailer just a way behind us,

“We are rehearsing Wow today in costume” Kenny announced, this prompted Sav to scrunch her face and turn on her heels, grabbing Tori by her upper arm as they both ran to the costume trailer, “those girls” Kenny laughed, shaking his head, “I’m going to get some breakfast, do you want anything Y/n?” The girl shook her head, “you have to eat Star, I’ll get you a croissant okay?”

“If I have to eat, can you get me some blueberry pancakes?” Y/n questioned innocently, smiling up at her ‘uncle.’ Kenny simply nodded and walked over to catering to grab him and Y/n some breakfast. “Hey” Y/n said as she took a step closer to me, I looked down at her and smiled,

“Hey” I mirrored, “sleep well last night?” I asked, the girl nodded and started to walk down the lot, I naturally started to follow her, not wanting the conversation to end,

“Yeah, I don’t think I’ve ever slept in a bed that big before” she giggled, causing my heart to skip a beat slightly, “how about you? Did you sleep well?” She questioned, looking up at me with her beautiful y/e/c eyes.

“Oh yeah, Owen and I left Tori’s a little while after you and Ken left, we grabbed some food and then just crashed as soon as we got home” I said simply, just as I mentioned Owen I saw him come out of his trailer dressed as Alex,

“You, Charles. Have to be in costume” he stated, pointing at me, I rolled my eyes before he shoo’d me away, I nodded slightly at Y/n as a way to say goodbye and she saluted me slightly which caused me to laugh before jogging up to costume.

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“Why the long face?” Owen asked me as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders, “wassup Buttercup?” I bit the inside of my cheek and looked up at the blonde boy,

“It’s my ex” I stated plainly, “he messaged me this morning and I just...” I trailed off, not really knowing what to say, was I ignoring Zac because I hated him, or was I ignoring him because I was worried that if I did text him back, I would fall for him all over again? You can’t get over someone that quickly, no matter how much they hurt you... right?

“Don’t know what to say to him?” Owen answered for me, “what did he say?” He asked, I daren’t look at my phone again because I knew that he had probably texted more so I tried to remember what I saw at quick glance.

“It was something about why I wasn’t home and where I was” I remembered, sitting down on the small couch in the resting tent, my back against the arm rest and my legs tucked up to my chest, Owen sat down, facing me and mirroring my position, “I just don’t see why I have to tell him that anymore... he’s my ex y’know?” I vented, leaning my head back and closing my eyes.

“Hey, you shouldn’t let him get to you like that, it’s not cool... look, I’m pretty sure we have a day off tomorrow, why don’t you come over to mine and Charlie’s place and we can watch movies and pig out?” Owen offered, I lifted my head back up and nodded, it didn’t sound like the worst idea, in fact, it sounded like the best thing for me, I mean karaoke last night helped me a lot so maybe just a chilled day would help too?

“Yeah that sounds amazing actually” I smiled.

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“Okay you guys, Sav, Sacha, Tori, Mads and Jay you guys can all go home, thank you so much for your excellence today, you’re all amazing!” Uncle Kenny beamed with pride at his cast that he was dismissing for the day, we had just filmed 3 more scenes for the show and the cast had rehearsals for as many dances they could fit in today, the only thing left on the agenda was the hot dog scene, “now, I will see everyone at the next location? Y/n, you ready?” Kenny asked, I nodded as I felt a shiver run up my spine causing my body to visibly shake,

“Hey” I heard Charlie whisper, “you okay?” He questioned, staying within earshot of me,

“Yeah I’m good, just cold, I forgot a jacket and it was warm today... I kinda forgot how long today was” I laughed, slightly embarrassed about my sieve of a brain, although the presence of Charlie stood behind me seemed to keep me fairly warm, that is, until I felt him leave. I turned to see Owen looking behind him as Charlie darted off, “I’ll be one second” Charlie yelled loud enough for everyone to hear and wait for him.

“Where’s he going?” Jeremy asked, pointing behind him towards where Charlie had just disappeared to,

“I have... no idea” Owen sighed, shrugging his shoulders, “Y/n/n, do you know?” I shook my head,

“He just ran off, maybe he forgot something” I stated, just as Charlie came running back, handing me a brown corduroy jacket with a wool collar,

“Here, it has pockets too so you won’t have to keep holding your phone” he said, only slightly out of breath.

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Charlie

Y/n gently took the jacket from me, “oh... thanks” she said as a red tint reached her cheeks, she shrugged the jacket on and I couldn’t help but smile at how it looked on her, on me, it fit perfectly but on Y/n, it nearly swamped her, the sleeves hung so low only her fingertips could be seen and the length of the jacket went just above where her skirt ended. She looked adorable.

“Yeah.. yeah anytime” I replied, Y/n placed her phone in her pocket and started to walk towards Kenny,

“Hey, I’ve gotta talk to my Uncle Kenny about some things for the hot dog scene, I had some ideas but I’ll see you on location okay?” She said, not just to me, but to Owen and Jeremy as well, all three of us nodded and joined together so we could all walk out of the lot,

“You like her...” Jeremy stated, Owen nudged him slightly and rolled his eyes,

“I made that observation last night!” He said, “but yeah, you totally like her... it’s obvious”

“I just gave her my jacket, she said she was cold, I would’ve done the same for anybody, like Mads” I defended, “she did look really cute in it though” I admitted, Owen agreed with me which caused me to look at him sceptically,

“Before you get jealous and ask me, no I don’t like her, she’s just a friend” he answered before I even had a chance to ask the question, “oh by the way, she was talking to me about her ex today, something about how he messaged her and she doesn’t know what to say to him, she seemed really down so I invited her to come over tomorrow” Owen explained,

“Oh really? Okay cool” was all I could say, Jeremy soon decided to change the subject to running lines as he could see that I was becoming nervous at the fact that Y/n was coming over, I had no idea why the thought of it had my heart racing and my mind scattered but it did, there was something about Y/n that I couldn’t quite put my finger on but whatever it was drove me crazy about her.

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We had just finished filming the final scene of the day- the hot dog scene and it was the longest scene ever, the amount of re-runs and developments on the scene was enough to drive anybody insane, I groaned slightly as I turned and sat on the seat that one of the crew members brought with them just as Kenny was wrapping the scene up. “Y/n, I’ve just got to do some paperwork and I’ll be right with you okay? I’m sure the boys will keep you company once they change” Kenny announced, to which I simply nodded, not having the energy to say anything or do anything else, I rubbed my eye as I pulled my phone out of Charlie’s jacket pocket, I looked down at the screen and saw the notification, I had 36 unread messages from Zac:

>Zac- hello? Y/n! Where are you?

>Zac- I’m worried about you...

>Zac- Y/n! Would you please just answer me...

>Zac- I went to the coffee shop, you weren’t there either, where have you run off to?

>Zac- look Y/n, I’m really sorry about what I did to you

>Zac- WTF! WHERE ARE YOU?!?

>Zac- you can’t possibly be giving me the silent treatment? Seriously.

>Zac- I didn’t realise you were so childish.

>Zac- I’m glad I cheated on you, you’re worthless

>Zac- wait no, I’m sorry I didn’t mean that I’m just worried about you.

The list went on and on, a mixture of emotions, I kept scrolling through the text screen until I saw the most recent text, delivered 1 minute ago,

>Zac- call me. Please.

I rolled my eyes, I couldn’t call him, I shouldn’t call him right? But alas, like muscle memory, I clicked on the call icon and there was his voice, “Y/n! Hey... how’re you?” All I did was sigh in response, I watched as the boys came out of the venue and into sight, they all waved at me before noticing I was on the phone, Owen and Jeremy dispersed whereas Charlie stayed, walking slowly towards me with a half-smile on his face, clearly worried about whether or not I wanted him to come closer.

“What do you want?” I said bluntly, “I’m not in the mood to hear your pathetic apologies Zac, you’re messages were ridiculous, you went from being apologetic to calling me worthless and saying that you were happy that you cheated on me!”

“Listen Y/n... I can’t explain” Zac began but I was in no mood to hear it,

“No you listen Zac, you don’t get to be sad, you don’t get to cry. You are the one who cheated remember? Or have you suddenly developed amnesia? You went behind my back and had this whole other relationship for 13 months... and on top of that, it was with Quinn! My best friend and you think I’m going to sit here and listen to your silly little apologies, no, you have another thing coming. We were together for 3 years and for a year of that you were with someone else, I was nothing but loyal to you, I was nothing but kind to you, I loved you so much and I thought that you would never hurt me, but I was wrong, you’re just a piece of shit Zac, you and Quinn deserve each other, you’re both snakes, you’re both pathetic and you both betrayed me. I dont want to hear from you again? Do I make myself clear?” I ranted down the phone, I never raised my voice, I kept calm, I wouldn’t let him know that he made me so angry that I wanted to scream and throw my phone into the road, no. I wouldn’t let him have that power over me.

“But Y/n- we’ve been through so much... Quinn doesn’t know me like you do... she’s not there for me like you do” Zac grovelled, I scoffed in response,

“Well isn’t that just a crying shame? You should’ve thought about that before you decided to go behind my back and fuck her, you should’ve thought about it before you decided to be unfaithful. Hey, I’ll make this easy for you, I’ll just block you on everything that way you have no way of contacting me. Goodbye Zac” I said as I abruptly hung up, giving Zac no chance to talk, I blocked his number and started to go through my social media, blocking him on everything that I had.

“Uh... you okay?” I heard a worried voice speak, I looked up to see those eyes that could only belong to Charlie, he tilted his head and looked at me with concern riddled all over his face, I placed my phone on my lap and rubbed my temples to try and reduce to incoming headache.

“Yeah... that was my ex” I stated the absolute obvious, unsure of what else to say, Charlie nodded and stuffed his hands in his pockets before taking the seat next to me, he didn’t ask me to go on and explain but I felt like I could talk to him and so I did “you probably heard but he cheated on me, with my best friend”

“Yeah... yeah I did hear, look, Y/n, I know it probably won’t mean much but he really doesn’t deserve you and he isn’t worth your tears” he said calmly, placing his thumb on my cheek and gently brushed away the tears that I had no idea were slowly falling from my eyes, “by the sounds of it, he sounds like a dick and you were way too good for him” I laughed in response, “I’m being serious, Y/n, you’re gorgeous and kind and funny and insanely talented! I know it’s hard but you shouldn’t let a guy like that get to you...”

“Yeah I know... but he and I were together for so long, it just makes me feel like everything was a lie y’know? And like I can’t truly be loved by anyone” I admitted, hearing this Charlie stood up in front of me and held his hands out, “what...?” I questioned, he beckoned me to stand up before pulling me in for a hug,

“You? You can’t truly be loved? Y/n you’re one of the most lovable people I’ve ever met, everyone loves you here... I know that’s not the type of love you meant but trust me on this okay? You can very easily be loved” I pulled out of the hug slightly and Charlie lightly placed his hands on my face, looking deep into my eyes, he smiled slightly to himself causing me to become shy and look down, Charlie used his index finger to lift my head back up by my chin ever so gently, “who wouldn’t want to fall in love with you?”

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BAD THINGS GO, GOOD THINGS COME.

Pairing: King Caspian x Fem!reader

Warning: tears, loss of family member, plot twist, su1c1de, mention of abuse, and FLUFF NEAR THE END.

Summary: reader gets trapped in a magical land she heard of as a child, as she randomly appears in the woods, she discovers more than just the land.

(Y/n (you) does have Brown eyes, brown hair everything i describe her as, if you guys don't like it please just readbit as what you look like 😊 )

AFTER Caspian arrived back to cair paravel, he hadn't realised his true emotions towards the pevensies leaving, until now.

He now, had to rule a kingdom, alone again. The narnians loved Casp as a king, absolutely adored his courage and kindness. Reepicheep was no longer there to make him laugh, so he was tortured by boredom.

As he signed papere, scribbling through pages, chewing on some grapes lady iris had just dropped off. His scribbling stopped as a minotaur entered, looking down on hus feet with an ice patch on his head. Caspians eyes widened in worry of his friend.

"Jepsen, what happened?" Caspian told. The small patch of fury blood in the bottom of the patch almost made caspian wince.

"A girl. Your majesty a girl attacked" jepsen breathed.

"A girl?" Caspians mind went to lucy and susan almost immediately. But he knew if it were them, jepsen would say 'queen lucy or queen susan'.

"She was soaking wet. And she was wounded by a soldier, that was when she attacked." The creature sighed "but, your majesty. She seemed to have magic, her hands glowed a gold sparkle, and a tree fell on top of my head which is why...im carrying this ice patch"

"Take me to her, please" caspian orderd kindly.

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*1 day earlier*

"I wont forget you, grandmother" y/n sniffled a little. Tears stained under her light brown eyes, the light blush in her cheeks seemed redder from trying to hold in more sobs. Her grandmother, in a deathbed. Barely able to move a finger.

"I know...my dear." Grandmother smiled lightly. Y/n reached her hands. "Promise me...you'll be smart, and you'll believe" grandmother dropped a small tear, in which y/n wiped away.

"Believe?" Y/n curiously asked, her grandmother glanced at the second drawer from her bedroom, y/n let go of her grandmother hand, opening the drawer.

"The box"

Y/n grabbed the beautiful designed box, therr were four carved in designs. Y/n glanced at her grandmother. She opened the box, and a necklace came in eyes.

"Put it on" grandmother smiled, so y/n did. It was a beautiful flower designed, it seemed to be from a fantasy world kind of necklace. Y/n stared at it, but her grandmothers voice, put y/ns eyes back to her grandma.

"It is my time, my journey is done, I've explored my life, now it is time for you to start yours" her grandmother smiled at her, grandmother slowly reached to grab y/ns face, bringing it close to hers.

Y/ns tears dropped in her grandmother's cheek, foreheads touching each other, both closed their eyes.

"I love you..."

"I love you..more grandmother" y/n opened her eyes to see her grandmothers closed. She wasn't gone, but her breathing was slowling down from seconds. Finally, the hand that held y/ns face slowly let go, falling into the now dead angels body. Y/ns broke into sobs, head falling to her grandmothers chest.

Everything fell apart all of a sudden, her heart was stinging painfully, she could barely breathe, hiccups interrupting every sob that came out of her mouth. Her hands were fisted yurning red as her nails pushed through her skin.

The doctors came in, a hand touching y/ns shoulder taking her out of the room. Hugging her.

Michie

"S-shes gone" y/n cried. Michie had slow tears running down his eyes.

"I know." He utterd. "Hey look at me, everything is gonna be okay"

"No. First it was mum, then my father and now grandma....who else can i possibly lose" y/n cried again. Michie 45 Year old nurse, delivered y/n when she was a baby.

"You wont lose anyone anymore, i promise. "

"Please...dont promise somthing you cant keep. Everyone i care for..leave me."

Y/n pulled away, wiping her tears off with her sleeve, "i, uh. I need air"

Y/n, walked away, hiccups coming and going. She felt nothing, all y/n wanted was to fall into eternal sleep. And never wake up. She wanted to die, her mother died from giving birth to y/n. Y/ns father, henry had blamed her for it. Abused her even. Made her starve, made her want to die. Her grandmother was the only one, sho ever cared for her, so now. She walked barefoot, the sand touching her toes beautifully. She thought that if that was the last day on earth might as well be at the most beautiful place in all eternity, for one last time.

The beach.

The sound of the waves made her heartbeat go quicker, the sound of the pidgeons making her open her eyes to look up at the sky. The feeling of the sand made her remember memories if when her and her grandmother used to throw sand at each other playfully. Her tracks stopped, facing the water fully. She slowly walked up to the water. The cold water touching her toes making her hiss and yelp, but she didn't stoo walking.

Now, the water from where she was now, stopped up to her chest. She let out a long lasting sigh, before dropping her body weight down the ocean, she swam deeper, finally she stopped. The salty water stinging y/ns brown eyes. Her body started to move as she felt herself losing her breath.

Her eyes slowly losing its strength, she always thought the ocean was beautiful. The beautiful blue, the waves. The way it shined when the sun or moon was in eyes. The way it was described in stories. The sand, everything about it made y/n love it.

But, now she understood when people said 'the most beautiful things can be the most dangerous'

The ocean was dangerous. Yet y/n still did not fear it. Her eyes now fully closed, but before they went shut, she saw a small gold glowing light close to her face.

Her vision left her body. As well as her soul.

Or so she thought.

*now*

Still in the ocean, it was like she had barely stepped in, she was breathing perfectly fine. It was like everything that was on her mind became the complete opposite. Like she had a reason to live.

And the funny thing was, she wanted to live. She had no clue why, but for some reason, she moved her legs, following, her hands. Letting out a gasp as she reached shore.

But she was no longer in the beach she was raised in...well she was. But instead she wasn't in london...she was somewhere else.

On her side...was a big house...more alike castle, and she heard metals hitting each other. She flinched in fear.

She wasn't home.

She ran through the woods. But ran even faster as she heard men? Shout running even quicker towards her.

She was now gasping in tiredness as her barefret touched the sharp branches.

Once she stopped, she heard shouts from different areas.

"HEY!" A big buffy voice was heard. She turned around, to see a soldier, with a sword. He was withen only a second away before he could wound her.

He swinged his sword, making a large cut down her arm. She hissed in pain, as he was going to swing again, this time she bend down, her hands going up. She heard nothing but silence.

As she glanced up, a good light appeared in her hands, for some reason, the gold light was sucking in the water that was on y/ns body creating a small dagger looking.

It immediately cut down a tree, hitting someone, but before she could see who it was, someone smacked y/n's head, blacking out.

Y/n woke up in a dark corner. She moved but her hand was still bleeding, as she tried to move carefully, her hands seemed to be trapped, by something, magical.

Her arm was cut down bleeding still, her head hurt.

And she was still wet. Yet, no matter how wounded she was. Her heart hurt the most.

Nothing, no wound. No cause of blood hurts more than losing someone you spent all your life with.

Tears seemed to suddenly fall, because tears started dripping down on y/ns legs.

It was dark, cold.

If y/n didn't die from drowing...she hoped she would die then and there.

Caspian walked in the dungeons, two guardsmen each side of him in case of any protection.

Jepsen in behind him. It had been four hours since they imprisoned her.

The cell she was in was incredibly dark. One of the gaurdmen opened a small window. The light of the sun turned to where the girl was.

Caspians eyes widened. She was bruised. Her arm was blooded. Her arm was blooded as well.

She seemed to hardly be breathing. Caspian only hoped this girl deserved what she got otherwise he'd have to have a talk with the guards.

"Hello?" Caspian spoke, the girl flinched, looking towards him. He could barely see her. But he saw how she flinched. And for some reason...he felt sad because of it.

"H-hello.." the girls soft voice was heard. It was raspy, wounded...and seemed to be heartbroken.

"Come out into the light" Caspian told her lightly. She scoffed and groaned.

"I would if i could"

"Why cant you?"

"My arm.." she groaned again, this time a light cry came out with it. Caspian grabbed the Keys and immediately opened it.

He walked towards the body on the floor, and bend down.

"Are you alright?" He asked concernly, y/n yet again chuckled. "No"

The light hit her arm, and he felt anger. If she was a threat why was he angry?

"What is your name?" He asked.

"Y-y/n" y/n responded. Caspian nodded and smiled lightly at the name, grabbing her arm gently, picking her up.

He took her at the light, and froze completely when he saw her. Not because be was afraid or because she was a threat. But because of her beauty. Her beautiful big light brown eyes, her small buttoned nose, her lushy pink lips. Her long brown light hair.

She seemed like a godess. But her eyes, both her eyes had brown, but in the corners if you really focused you could see a hint of blue spots.

"And who are you?"

"Caspian" he responded, "Caspian the tenth, king of narnia"

Narnia... the story her grandmother used to tell her as a child.

"Narnia?" "No...narnia is made up story my gr-grandmother told me when i was a child" y/n utterd the last part. Looking around.

She finally looked at him. She froze. His beautiful dark mysterious chocolate eyes, his defined face shape, sharp jaw, the small mole under his eyes.

He was incredibly handsome.

"How did you get here?" Caspian asked.

"I uh" she didn't want to say the truth, and she had no right to. She barely knew the man.

"I went out for a swim..and my necklace-- my necklace!" Y/ns eyes turned to the cell looking for her grandmothers necklace.

"Woah, woah...what necklace"

"The necklace my grandmother gave me, it was in my neck-....i had it" she was talking around the cell.

"We'll find it"

"No, no- Ow!" She hissed as some dust fell on her arm making it sting.

"Lets get you healed, then we talk about what happened in the woods" he told her, his hands went up to her back, slowly guiding her out the cell.

She saw the creature assumed she hurt, she looked at him.

"Im sorry....ab-about your head" she apologized. The creature seemed to be shocked and apologetic.

He nodded his head and an acceptance to her apology.

------

Caspian stood outside the room, they were healing her in. He barely knew the woman and he seemed to not want to leave her side already.

Every hiss, or yelp. He would wince.

Finally after a minute of silence, the door opened and he walked in.

Y/n had a large bandage in her arm, her head was also patched up.

A small bucket beside her was filled with bloody water.

She glanced at him, but then continued to rub her un injured hand on her neck. She looked at the ground.

"Im not a threat, and i didn't know i could do what i did. Im sorry if i harmed any of your men, but i really need to get home..."

"Not yet." Caspian sat next to her. He had some suspicions while waiting.

"Why were you going out on a swim?" He asked her, she looked down and gulped. He didnt know the man, yet she trusted him with everything.

But she lied.

"I love the ocean, grew up near it. Wanted to swin because i was bored"

Caspian sighed, "you know, when you lie you fiddle with your fingers, and you lick your lips?" Caspian smirked at her.

"What were you really doing?" He asked, kindly. Sympathetically. As if he knew exactly what she was doing.

"I wanted to kiss myself. I hated my life so i wanted to end it.."

"But?"

Y/n chuckled, "but, as i was in the water..felt likeni had just jumped into, and i was breathing just fine. I felt like i had another reason to live" y/n utterd the last.

"And?'

"And...that feeling left when you came" y/n looked at him...

"Who are you really king Caspian?" Y/n smirked at him.

"Caspian the tenth, used to be prince of telmar, saved by my professor, son of King Caspian the 9th and Queen arabella, emperor of the lone lslands...and a man who was saved by four pevensies"

"Pevensies?" Y/n furrowed her eyebrows. It cant be, if....so. then the stories her grandmother told her were true.

"Yes, peter pevensie, Edmund Pevensie, susan pevensie and lucy. Lucy pevensie"

There it was, the name of her grandmother.

"Lucy pevensie" y/n muttered.

"Is the name familiar?" Caspian asked.

Y/n smiled sadly. Nodded her face.

"You didn't ask but, who i am. Is y/n Lucille pevensie, daughter of Eve Pevensie. Eve pevensie was the daughter of lucy. Lucy pevensie"

Caspians eyes widened.

"What time are you from?" He asked her.

" 2021, july 10th, Saturday" y/n told him. She looked sad.

"Theres another reason, of why you drowned yourself, wasnt there?"

"My mother died giving birth to me. Leaving me and my father henry, but henry blamed me..abused me. So, my grandmother lucy took me in . Today..in london she passed." Caspian tensed.

Y/ns eyes startes to water.

"She was the only thing i had...and it got taken from me. Just like everyone else, the necklace was the only thing i had from her...and i lost that too"

"Now you have me, and a kingdom"

Y/n smiled at him, as well as Caspian did too.

*10 years later*

Both king and Queen are now 30 years old.

Y/n sat down the beautiful green grass staring as her eldest son, silas played with her little sister, Lucinda. The two giggled, making y/n smile down at her children.

As Lucinda saw a flower, she picked it up, walking towards her mother, giving it to her.

"Her, y'go mommy" Lucinda smiled sweetly. Y/n closed her book, smiled at her daughter.

"Thank you my love, oh, its a dandelion" y/n grinned, silas ran up to y/n falling into her arms. Y/n giggled.

"Daddy!" Silas grinned getting up fro. Y/ns arms running towards his father. Caspian smiled widely, picking up silas, silas on his hip. Caspian walked towards Lucinda and Y/n with wide smiles.

"How are my girls?" Caspian smiled, kissing lucindas head, but then pecking y/ns mouth

"No!" Lucinda groaned, smacking Caspians face with her small hand making Caspian and y/n all gasp with smiles.

"My'mommy" Lucinda covered y/ns face with her face. Y/n kissed lucindas nose, then cheeks making Lucinda giggle.

"Im all yours my love" y/n told her daughter. Lucinda gasped in little happiness sticking her tounge out to Caspian.

"She's definitely a mini you" Caspian told y/n with a short laugh. It was pretty clear he showed a little jealousy.

"Your so upset shes more like me, check out your son casp...he's literally your twin, only 24 years younger" y/n smiled. Caspian looked at his wife with love.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Y/n smiled at him. He shaked his head, kissing lucindas head.

"Thank you" Caspian said. Y/n furrowed her eyebrows. "Thank you..for giving me the family i never had"

Y/n..looked at him, before calling lady Margaret.

"Yes, your majesty?" "Hey, do you mind bathing silas and Lucinda, for me please i'd do it but me and my husband need to talk" y/n smiled kindly at lady margret

"Yes, your majesty"

"Thank you"

After lady margret, left Caspian stared at y/n with worry making her giggle. Caspian smiled at the sound.

The sound he had so much fallen in love with. He looked at her.

"You deserve it. And so much more, i love you my brave king." Y/n told him with a smile.

"You came into my life..like you belonged in it...and you do. The day we met was the day i could have died...but because you were out there i didn't. You have no idea..how much i love you" Caspian had small hints of tears in his eyes.

Y/n grabbed his hand, slowly placing it in her flat stomach. She caressed his hand, she bit her lip preventing her from smiling.

He looked at her, eyes wide opened. His heartbeat beating absolutely rapidly.

"Are yo-" y/n nodded, tears appearing in her eyes. Caspian broke into a wide grin.

"We're....were gonna be parents again?" Caspian smiled bringing y/n down his lap, both his hands on her waist, his thumbs caressing her flat tummy. He kissed her exposed shoulderblade.

He kissed her cheek, her nose, then her lips, making y/n giggled. She moved on his lap making let out a small groan.

"Do you uhm...remember what we did last week after the ceremony?" Caspian smirked at her, y/n nodded.

"What so you say...we take this celebration to the our beschambers?"

Y/n let out a small laugh before getting up, Caspian grabbed her hand happily.

Both king and queen spent the evening tangled in each others arms, both tired of the beautiful love making.

Caspians hands on y/na stomach as he was behind her, cuddling her. Time to time kissing her shoulder.

"I love you my Queen"

"I love you most, my King"

----

Y/ns life wasn't good, she met the love of her life by drowing herself. She had horrible things in life..but she lived through it all...and it gave her the life she had now.

2 amazing children, an amazing husband, a baby who was going to be absolutely loved on the way

A kingdom who absolutely adored her.

Lucy pevensie watched her through it all with a proud smile, along with her siblings.

#caspian imagine #caspian x #caspian fanfic #caspian x reader fluffy

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west side + bucky barnes + headcanon if possible & congrats on 700 bby!!!!!

West Side is a vibe ngl👀 Also thank you my love! I hope you like it!!💛

This is SO long for a headcanon, but I always get carried away and too detailed..enjoy:)

💌.

west side

Warnings: a smidge of smut*

I don't wanna think too much

I just wanna feel

You know that it ain't no rush

Let me keep it real

Just let me be in your life like that

In your life like that

I'll bring the light right back

I'll bring the life right back

Bucky Barnes has always interested you. Ever since you’ve seen him at the airport in Germany having a stand off between Tony and Cap.

You didn’t know why but he just piqued your interest. The mysterious aura he had behind him and the way he would just silently stare into space.

You wanted to know what went on in his mind. You wanted to know more about him.

When he first moved into the tower, he only talked to Steve. Then it expanded to Sam, Nat. Sometimes Tony and Bruce because they had to help him with his arm.

He never really talked to you. The most he did was nod as a greeting towards you whenever you walked into the room.

Though that didn’t make you oblivious to his lingering stares whenever you were in a room.

You knew he was interested into you too. If he were some normal guy you would’ve pushed him into admitting it or heavily flirted with him until he would give in.

But no, he was Bucky. A soldier who’s been held captive by Hydra who they used as a murdering machine. He’s been through so much, you didn’t want to put more on his plate.

So you dealt with his sneaky glances and the way he would avoid your eyes when you talked to him, it was the only way you could get close to him without rushing.

He only began talking to you after you busted into his room one night. You heard his cries and screams through the wall that divided your room.

You hovered over him trying to wake him up. You tried calling his name, even shook him awake, but it didn’t work.

You ended up straddling his body, settling yourself on his stomach to make him feel your weight. Maybe it would ground him.

You weren’t gonna lie, the feeling of him underneath you made you excited, but not like this. While he was having a nightmare.

He woke up with a jump, his eyes widening when he saw you above him. His hands gripped onto your thighs as he caught his breath. Your lively eyes were like a light in the darkness of his room.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah. Yeah, just a um— a bad dream.” He breathed as he took in every detail of you.

“I thought you don’t get those anymore? Didn’t Shuri help you with them?”

“They come back now and then.”

“What will help you back to sleep? Can I do anything?”

“Can you..can you hold me?” He nervously asked you.

“Of course I can.”

I'm gonna make you want more (More)

I'm gonna be your new favorite

Tell 'em you closing the door

I am the only for sure

Oh, babe

The moment you two shared that night helped formed a new relationship between you two.

He smiled at you now, even held a conversation with you. You guys even hung out alone watching movies and helping him catch up with what he’s missed.

A few months later and he’s been feeling more confident in himself. He was like a new man, but to Steve, Bucky was turning into his old self.

The charming flirt who could pick up any gal with just a smile.

Tony had parties at the tower almost every weekend. At first Bucky was quite uncomfortable but once he got the groove and caught the eyes of a fine woman, he was chilling.

Maybe chilling a bit too much for your liking. The more he got comfortable, the more he was seen leaving the party with a new girl on his arm in some skimpy dress.

You’d find yourself scowling at his back whenever he left the party as you took a swig from your drink.

You shouldn’t be jealous. He wasn’t yours. But it was the fact that you two were constantly tip toeing around each other.

You knew his eyes drifted down your chest when you had a v neck on. You knew he felt the electricity whenever your hands would brush up against each other. You were feeling whatever he was feeling, yet he avoided it and took a girl back to his room every weekend.

Tony was having yet another party. You were leaned against the bar in between Wanda and Nat, looking at the crowd.

“(Y/n), looks like you’ve caught a certain super soldier’s eye.” Wanda tells you as she nudges your arm. You look to where her attention was and see Bucky’s eyes scanning your figure with his jaw clenched.

“He’s been looking at you for a while now. You should go over there.” Natasha hummed suggestively.

You scoff in reply, “He could find his own way here” You were tired of tip toeing around the bush.

Best believe that man found his way to you. Finally noticing your challenging looks and the way your lips lingered on the rim of your cup.

The night ended in his bedroom. He was about to take control but you stopped him, shoving him down to sit on his bed. While you were on your knees pressing light kisses onto his length, you stared up at him with those bright eyes of yours.

“I bet those other girls you brought here made you do all the work, huh?”

“They just wanted you to fuck them, didn’t they? Did they ever pay attention to what you wanted, James?”

“No, only you.” He said through gritted teeth.

After, your bodies were flush against each other, tangled in the sheets. His back against your chest as his head rested between your neck and shoulder. He held onto you as if his life depended on it.

You were shocked when he slipped his cock into your seeping pussy, sighing as he basked in the feeling of your warm walls wrapped around him.

“Just wanna feel you. I can’t get enough of you.” He dreamily sighed as he held you closer to him.

Hold up, there shouldn't be no hold up

There's more love if you follow emotions

Show up, now if you're down to roll up

Meet me on the west side for me

The morning after wasn’t awkward at all. You woke up to him stroking your back as he randomly pressed kisses onto your face.

“Morning, doll.” He greeted you with his morning voice. Deep and rough.

“ ‘s that what you tell all the ladies after they spend the night?”

“No one spends the night, they’re usually gone by the time I’m up. You’re the only one.” He confessed as he smoothed down your hair.

The two of you end up having a morning pillow talk. Finally confessing your feelings for each other. Turns out he was just as done with beating around the bush as you were.

“I don’t want anymore stupid hookups to get over you. They were pointless, all I could think about was you. I’m following my emotions. I want to be with you.”

“Are you sure, Bucky?”

“I don’t need anyone else, I only want you.”

I don't want it if it ain't your touch

It's better every time we chill

You ain't gotta bring no stuff

We got all we need right here

Just let me be in your life like that

Be your wife like that

I'll bring the light right back

I'll bring the life right back

You and Bucky were inseparable. Steve even got jealous a few times.

You two shared a room, holding each other to bed every night.

When his nightmares came back, you were there to hold him in an instant. Though that rarely happened anymore.

The time you both spent together usually took place in your shared room. Whether it was sex, movie nights, you had all what you needed right there. With each other.

The only exception was food.

He only liked it when you touched him. He wouldn’t even let Steve hold him in a hug for more than a minute.

That didn’t just count for hugs or any other kind of intimate gestures. It also counted when he had any cuts or wounds on his body.

When he was cleared for missions, he would come back with a few marks. When they were minor scratches or grazes he went straight to your room.

He would sit on the toilet seat as you cleaned his wounds, while you asked him about his mission.

If it went bad, the two of you remained in comfortable silence. He just looked at the way your face contorted in concentration as you patched him up. The sight made all his stress just fade away.

He absolutely adored the small and simple things you did to take care of him.

It was the simple things like: bringing him tea late at night when he couldn’t sleep, combing his hair, and even cleaning his metal arm when you saw it looking a bit iffy.

Those were the things that made him realize that he wanted you for life.

Homeboy wanted to wife you up, sis.

You meant so much to him. You brought the light and life back into his own life making him feeling like the luckiest man on Earth. Even after all the shit he’s been through, he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Because it led to you.

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