#her going from talking about the lil crush she has on her neighbor on the pod

[womansound]

separating these by verse but i would not be me if i didn’t say x for niles, denji, or kaihwan 🤲🏻

[joelsmochi]

every man gets his wish - joel miller

rating: E 18+ pairing: neighbor!joel x f!pornstar!reader summary: joel discovers his next door neighbor makes porn in her spare time. once she's confronted, she finds out that he has an interest in helping create content ;) warnings: not proofread, no physical descriptions other than reader having an unidentified tattoo on her thigh and nice peach, unspecified age gap (ur choice pookie), [m] masturbation, objectively joel is a bit of a perv, some awkward dialogue, literal porn. literally, degradation (they get a lil rough), f + m oral, smacking/spanking, daddy kink (slight ddlg vibes too), pet names and plenty of dirty talk YUM wc: 3.2k a/n: happy valentine's day smut sluts :D!

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He almost couldn’t believe his eyes, but he’d recognize that tattoo anywhere; his gaze followed the tattoo on the back of your thigh as you rode your cute little excuse for a toy.

Your soft moans and breaths echoing through the speakers on his laptop made his legs tremble against the old desk chair in his room while he fucked his fist.

He didn’t even think twice about the video he clicked on. He just knew he was horny and in need of quick release, so he typed his favorite keywords into Pornhub’s search engine and clicked the sixth video that only showed your ass. He realized he never noticed how juicy it was, and the oil or lotion or lube or whatever you fucking used to make it so goddamn shiny only emphasized how perfect it was.

Staring at the screen, he grasped the armrest in one hand and cock in the other, watching your puffy pussy cream all over the dildo. He matched the strokes of his hand with the rhythm of you bouncing. Slowing down, speeding up, only fucking the tip or grinding—he reenacted every movement of yours as best he could.

Even waiting until you were shaking and shouting the words, “I’m cumming—fuck yes! Just like that baby,” before cumming with you.

He watched the last few minutes of the video, watching you slap the dildo on your creamy cunt and play with it a little more along with standing up off of your bed and jiggling your ass in your hands. You giggled softly watching yourself. Then, much to his surprise, you sat down in front of the camera and smiled.

He wasn’t expecting you to reveal your face, so when the video ended he looked out of his bedroom window into yours. You were lying on the bed reading a book in the very spot where you recorded that filthy video.

You weren’t trying to tease him, he knew that, but it certainly felt that way.

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Joel had successfully managed to evade you for a week feigning work has been keeping him too tired for company. He found himself a touch jealous that the world had seen you naked before him despite your relationship being completely platonic.

You owed him nothing, not even an explanation, but he still felt weirdly possessive over you. He had a slight crush on you when you first moved in, but you were so much younger than he was, and in his eyes you'd want nothing to do with such an old man like himself. Not to mention the 'crush' was mostly just a lingering desperation to fuck you.

The discovery led him to do a deep dive into your profile on the website. There he discovered what seemed like a plethora of your content along with your affinity for degradation whether it was to yourself or towards others.

However he felt like he could finally breathe when he saw it was all solo content. You didn't even seem to entertain the idea of fucking someone else and uploading it. He even felt a sliver of hope that he could be your first real fuck on camera, but if he already struggled with confronting his own feelings towards you then how could he ever open up the opportunity to doing a video with you?

Joel was finally over avoiding you. He was ready to admit his discovery to you and go from there. He just prayed you wouldn't freak out.

"Hi, Joel!" You greeted after opening your front door. "What's been goin' on cowboy, I've been a little lonely on this side of town."

He followed your actions and sat on your sofa; as instant as a heartbeat you noticed he was off. Nervous? Worry? Anger? You struggled to read him.

"Somethin' the matter?"

He pulled himself out of his daze and looked at you, mouth hanging open like he couldn't manage the words. They just sort of... Spilled out.

"I found your porn on PornHub the other day and I don't care that you sell porn. I really don't. You're a grown woman and it's your body and you can do whatever you want. I just felt wrong not tellin' you."

Poor Joel.

You wanted to laugh at him, tell him there was no guilt in finding it or even watching it (because let's face it, you know he did).

"Okay," you said.

"Okay..."

"...Did you like it?" You asked after feeling a little uneasy with the silence.

"Hell yeah," he responded without hesitation making you giggle.

"Really?" You tittered, "I feel like it gets old."

This was his golden opportunity. At the very least he could pass what he was about to say off as a joke.

"I could always help with that," he chuckled.

You were clearly taken aback by his statement but still smiling. "I'm don't like sharing my money, Joel," you scoffed.

"So don't pay me," he said just as he leaned in a little closer. "Just fuck me."

You couldn't fight the blush that rose to your cheeks and he cockily took notice of it.

"Are you fucking with me?" You bashfully asked.

This made him lean in closer, close enough for you to smell him, close enough to feel his breath cascading over your collarbones, close enough to know that the dark look in his eyes wasn't mischief. It was desire.

His hands cupped your jaw so that he could bring your nose to his. You felt beautifully trapped between his hands, gaze, and aura. Suddenly you were filled with the desire to let him take you in any way he wanted to imagine.

"You know what my favorite video is?" He whispered, breath hitting your lips. "You were on your side, getting ready to cum, and you kept saying I belong to you until you were screaming. Damn near crying. Your little fucktoy was soaked. You had cum everywhere. But the best part was when you did start to cum. You couldn't even look away from yourself, you looked too damn good and you fucking knew it."

"I'd look even better with you inside of me," you told him.

He sharply inhaled before placing his needy lips onto yours, pressing his face in as much as he could.

You moaned into his open mouth, reaching for his tongue with your own. His hands roamed down your body until they reached your hips; showing off his strength, he lifted you into his lap and stood up not wanting to waste another second.

He tried to be careful on the stairs but his eagarity caused him to misstep and almost drop you; he left no room for embarrassment and quickly returned to running up with you giggling at the mishap.

Joel placed you on the bed standing with his jean-covered erection eye level with you. "Where's your camera?"

"Really wanna record it, hmm?" You said softly, running your hand along his hard length and motioning your head to the dresser behind him.

He grabbed it, muttering, "Wanna show everyone you're mine now," whilst turning the camera on.

You cocked an eyebrow up as if to say oh really. "Is that so? I'm all yours now?"

Smiling, he pointed the now recording camera at you. He cupped your chin and dragged a finger over the bright smile you wore. "You're all mine now, darlin'."

You giggled coyly then kissed his clad erection slowly with eyes that remained on the lens.

"Quit teasin'," he demanded with a playful lilt.

You hummed and fake pouted, pulling your face away to toggle his jeans. "There are nicer ways to ask," you teased.

"I'm not askin'."

"Oh? My apologies, daddy."

Your hand began pumping his thick cock when you said that, making his cock jerk hard within your tight grip.

"Daddy, huh?" He entertained; you seductively nodded. "S'pretty right here..."

"Where I belong," you hummed.

Then, you lined your tongue up with the base of his cock, just barely teasing his balls, and licked a stripe up his girthy shaft before twirling your tongue around his red hot tip. You carefully watched as his face contorted, ensuring it was with pleasure and looking for any sensitive spots he may have.

He seemed to favor your tongue on his cockhead so that's what you prioritized for a minute. You tongue kissed it as if it were his mouth. Licking and sucking and pulling it into your mouth feverishly.

His cock tasted manly and the length was just as impressive as him. You finally pulled more of him into your mouth allowing him the privilege of feeling your gummy cheeks swell and close around his dick.

A strained groan left his throat and his head fell back in pleasure. You pushed some of him into your throat to gag, earning more spit to pump the rest of his length with.

Joel was enamoured to say the least. Your wide eyes locked with his letting him know you loved sucking his cock as much as he did. Spit hung from your chin prompting him to reangle the camera to get the side view of everything.

He placed a hand on the back of your head and gently fucked your throat. You moaned, grabbing his ass and pulling him in for more pain, more suffocation.

Your throat gagged over and over again, imitating the feeling of your swallowing his dick. You loved how he shamelessly moaned, filling your ears with the sexy sounds of his calloused whimpers and content praises.

"Such a good girl, sucking daddy's cock like that," he groaned. "You like the taste, don't you? Such a good little slut." He smacked your jaw as encouragement to keep doing whatever magic you were fucking performing.

Once your throat began to get sore you pulled your mouth off of him, still opting to use your hands as he laid you down and rested on top of you, giving you the sloppiest kiss you'd ever received and assisting you with undressing.

He tasted his cock on your lips and chin and slurped up whatever precum and spit you had leftover. It felt nasty and passionate, with subtle moans spilling from both of you, and Joel couldn't get enough of it.

"Sit on my face," he breathed.

"Sit on your face?"

"Mmhm."

You set the camera up on the dresser looking at the screen to ensure it would capture everything before complying with his wish. He let out a muffled moan as soon as your wet pussy came in contact with his wet mouth.

On the camera, everything could be seen: your cunt glistened effortlessly and his tongue lapped up whatever your body poured for him. His scruff tickling your freshly shaved skin made you giggle and moan, little noises everywhere that sung like a melody in his ears.

Your clit tingled with a pressure that encouraged you to started riding his face. In response Joel's calloused hands came up to grip your ass and assisted your movements.

He squeezed one cheek almost too hard before spanking it a few times, your flesh easily bruising red and stinging deliciously.

"Joel, your mouth... Perfect," you blabbered. You were filled with bliss: your eyes were closed, fingers twirling playfully in his messy hair.

God, he licked you so fucking good. So messy but that's what made it effortlessly perfect.

"I—oh my God. Fuck! I love your fucking mouth," you moaned loudly.

"Mhm?"

You shuddered at the vibrations, hips stuttering into his licks and sucks even deeper.

"Yes, Joel!" You cried, "Fuck you're gonna make me cum... You're gonna make me cum!"

He spanked your ass even more at this, making both cheeks turn a bashful color and jiggle against his jawline.

With trembling thighs you managed all of your strength to hump him harder and faster. Doing whatever you fucking could to reach your climax.

"Yesyesyesyesyesyes!" You happily cheered as your juices began to relentlessly pour out of your squelching cunt and down his chin.

A satisfied smile rose to your face as your clit throbbed through the orgasm Joel had just given you. You slowed down on your own time allowing him to savor every last drop he'd be tasting for now.

You carefully removed your weight from his face, feeling more out of breath than ever. Meanwhile Joel sat up and swiped up some of your come with his thumb just before forcing it into your mouth and using his other hand to pinch out some that managed to get inside of his nose.

You were a tad embarrassed by his action but his subtle grin let you know that there was nothing more sexy than getting you so wet that it literally almost suffocated him.

Your mouth latched into him, cherishing the scruff surrounding his face. He went to lay on top of you again, your head now hanging off of the foot of the bed; he held your legs to your chest and slid into you easily making you whine at the slight burn that came with being stretched out.

With furrowed brows and an agape mouth, he incandescently moaned into the thick air while his thick thumb found your sensitive clit. You flinched and exhaled harmoniously at the combination of pleasure, enriched in the ecstasy he gave.

"You're so fuckin' tight, babydoll. Agh—almost can't take it," he taunted. "M'gonna have to ruin ya."

He gently released the grip of your legs and put his weight onto you. His arms slithered beneath you, wrapping around you in a way that made you feel safe. Then he kissed you, much more softly than before and rolled his hips back and forth. Your slick walls gripped him, trying to suck him in deeper.

His lips pulled off of you with a pop and he licked a thick line from your clavicle to behind your ear as if he magically knew it was your sweet spot.

You giggled and shivered at the ticklish feeling, enduring it until it started to feel more sensual. He felt you relax within his touch and took it as opportunity to nibble the spot, biting it just enough to hurt a little bit.

Between his movements and your sweaty bodies sticking together you felt almost useless; you were used to doing the work, giving instead of taking. But it felt too good to stop now.

When you clawed at his back he pushed himself up and started slamming into you. You gasped, digging your nails into his arms.

"Love those pretty little sounds you're makin' f'me," he hummed, pushing his hand into your exposed neck and gripping it. "You like that? Hm? Ohh, you fucking love it. Look at you."

You raised a hand and smacked his cheek lightly—your way of saying fuck you considering his grasp of you. He reciprocated, landing a firm smack to your face and earning a smile in return.

"Fuckin' brat needs to be put in her place—"

You shook your head attempting to hum out a no.

The hand he had around your neck reached up to squish your cheeks so that he could come eye to eye with you. "God, fuck. I can't even punish you when you look at me with those pretty eyes," he said defeatedly. "Look at you, babydoll. You're so fuckin' tight. Best fuckin' pussy ever. So wet, just f'me."

"All yours, Joel. I'm all yours."

"Yeah?" He cooed. "You're all mine?"

"Fuck yes!"

"Cum for me, baby. Yeah, cum on my cock," he pleaded, "get it nice and wet for me darlin', need you to cum for me."

Between his scruff voice and brutal thrusts you found yourself falling into another orgasm, everything around you ceased to exist.

The world went quiet aside from Joel's encouragements and praises; you could feel the blood pumping throughout your body, your heart punching against your chest, and your body molding to the twists and curves of Joel's body.

As you squeezed and scratched and begged him for more more more you felt the tension between your legs dissolve passionately into a sear so strong you felt it warm and burning the flesh along your belly.

Joel watched your chest rise and fall with your tits bouncing to the rhythm of his thrusts. He rode you out until the very end of your high before picking you up and sitting on the edge of the bed with you straddling him.

Feeling even more horny and turned on than before you wasted no time and began bouncing on his painfully hard dick.

He was fighting his climax, needing to feel you wrapped around him as long as he could take.

"You feel so fucking good, daddy," you whined, "want your cum."

"You want me to cum inside you babydoll?" He pouted.

"Yes Joel. Want you to fill me up..."

"Gonna ruin that pretty pussy," he grunted, "gonna make you mine. This pussy belongs to me now, doesn't it?"

He listened to you whimper and weep and whine, coaxing you through it all while offering a few pops to your ass and thighs for encouragement.

You watched him lay down, arms folded behind his head to enjoy the little show you were putting on for him. Hair bouncing and flaying everywhere while you rode him with a bobbling head—the view from where he was looked pretty fucking perfect.

Your movements halted and you managed to turn around on his cock while keeping it inside; hearing a strained gurgly moan come from him as a result, you mercilessly began riding him again giving him the best view of your ass as it clapped against the peak of his belly.

"Good fuckin' slut," he slapped your tatted thigh and watched intently for a moment or two. "Good girl, mhmm. Doin' such a perfect job on daddy's cock."

Joel then sat up and reached for your clit, rubbing the sweetest little circles on it and using his free hand to turn your face to kiss him.

Reverse cowgirl had always been his favorite position, but he can't remember a time or even a moment where it felt this fucking good.

"You're gonna make me cum, baby," he whispered with his forehead leaning against yours. "Gonna make me fuckin' cum. Tha' what you want, baby? Want your daddy to fill this fuckin' pussy up?"

He gave your clit a mean smack but it only made you go faster.

"Need you to cum! Fucking—ohh! Cum for me, please daddy. Want you to f-fill me up!"

Joel began thrusting to meet you halfway, and his eyes stayed locked with yours as he muttered a string of profanities.

"Oh shit. Ohfuckohfuckohfuck. Fuck yes!"

He painted your pussy with his hot, sticky ropes of cum, moaning your name over and over with fluttering eyes and a tight grip on your hips. He thrusted a few more times before pulling out and meeting you with a few more soft kisses as a thank you.

You felt his cum slowly pouring out of your swollen cunt, trailing down his softening cock and on the sheets. You two stayed like that for a while, savoring the moment and taking your time.

A while later while he was cleaning up between your legs he said, "You better upload that video."

"You weren't joking?" You scoffed, wearing a smile.

"I wasn't joking," he said contently.

That night once he had fallen asleep in your bed, you decided to upload the full video uncut with the perfect title...

My DILF Neighbor Comes Over For A Creampie ♡

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[luv-y0urself]

neighbor!boynextdoor

neighbor!boynextdoor x fem!reader genre : slice of life! | wc : 576 words | warnings : mild cursing… only used to get the point across :') 𖤐．omg first post ! soo excited to enter the bnd community here :>

boy #1: park sungho / good boy next door

sungho moves into the room next to you and suddenly all of your friends want to stay at your tiny studio apartment just to get a glance at him

and besides... he's also super nice

will probably will catch your bugs for you if you need him to

he's also the type that will probably come and knock on your door to wake you up if you mentioned that if you need to wake up to do something on a certain day

boy #2: lee riwoo / overly nice boy next door

you probably overheard the landowner saying that there was a dancer moving in next door

and you were probably horrified because a dancer = NOISE

but riwoo is probably a fallen angel bc he is the nicest, sweetest guy out there

probably willing to do anything to stay on your good side and that means ANYTHING

will help you with your groceries if he spots you struggling

shares food if he makes some (and it's usually pretty good)

just there if you need anything (even a shoulder to cry on)

boy #3: myung jaehyun / cute boy next door

your annoying neighbor moves out (thank god) and omg who moves in? this cute lil guy

AND he's friendly as hell

makes really good food

lures you in w the pastries (it's the only way he knows how to land a gal, alright?)

he's such a bright ball of energy and will do anything to make you smile if you're having a bad day

this includes making your favorite pastry and being flustered when you mention that you love him for this

boy #4: han taesan / awkward boy next door

you're probably just attracted to him at first sight (bc who would not be?)

but EVERY single time you've tried to talk to him

it has just been awkward as hell

(later you find out from him that that was bc he thought you were super pretty but do you know that yet??? absolutely not)

would probably try and show his heart a little more by like helping you with heavy packages and whatnot

he's just an awkward lil cat boy

OMG imagine you spot him playing with the stray cats on the street and you genuinely just fall for him even more (and wish that he would act the same around you)

boy #5: kim leehan / party-lover boy next door

thought all of these would be wholesome? yeah no

the worst of the worst moved into the room next to you: a fucking party hoster

what happened to sweet old grandma luu? she moved into a nursing home and kim leehan moved in her place instead

makes your life literally a living hell bc he is so annoying (he probably has a sharp mouth... and then some)

probably pisses you off even more bc he's hot when he snaps back at you

but is he supposed to know that?

absolutely not…. lord

boy #6: kim woonhak / shy boy next door

you suspect he's a uni student that goes to the school that you go to

emphasis on SUSPECT bc you have never like SEEN seen him outside of his room after he moved in, only passing by

he has no interaction with anybody whatsoever

but something about that intrigues you bc you SWEAR that when you passed by him

he was the sweetest looking boy ever

but one day you hear soft crying in the room next to yours

turns out he's just a shy lil engineering major dealing with a crush that he doesn't know how to handle, so you help him through it

takes a while for him to realize that you are the REAL one there and musters the courage to ask you out on a date for your happy ending !

reblogs + feedback are greatly appreciated ! © luv-y0urself / 2024

[museumgiftshoperaser]

only bought this dress so you could take it off

(lil Ronance modern AU, neighbors kinda thing)

Robin’s already in pajamas when someone knocks on her door. And by pajamas she means she’s wearing boxers and a bleach stained shirt she stole from Steve. So she’s not exactly thrilled to get up. And why should she anyway? Sunday nights are sacred, especially now that classes started back up. It’s the one night of the week where Steve’s gone for basketball practice and she can watch whatever she wants on the TV in the living room. She loves Steve, platonic soulmates and all that jazz, but she can’t for the life of her get him to enjoy the wonders of competitive cooking shows. Like right now. A woman on the screen tilts a skillet over the fire, cooking a steak to absolute perfection as Robin pops another handful of M&Ms into her mouth. It’s quality entertainment. If she gets up now, she might miss something important. What if that woman overcooks her steak? Maybe if she keeps quiet the person will just go away. “I can hear the TV!” the voice comes through the wall, too muffled to recognize. “I need some help!” And then, after a short silence. “Please?” She rolls herself off the couch with a groan, doesn’t even care if the mystery guest can hear it. She runs a quick hand through her hair to make herself somewhat presentable opens the door and- Oh fuck. It’s her. Nancy. Their new next door neighbor and coincidentally the most beautiful person she’s ever laid eyes on. Robin clutches the doorpost so hard it hurts because her elevator crush is two feet away from her, dressed in deep blue, skintight satin. Nancy’s hair is pinned to the side and she’s holding her strapless dress up at the neckline. “Can you zip me?” she asks with a sheepish grin. “I’m running late and I’m all by myself.” Her heels make them almost the same height, but Nancy is still an inch short, leaving her to look up at Robin through her thick, black lashes. She doesn’t usually wear this much make-up. Wherever she’s going, she’s trying to impress someone. When Robin doesn’t speak, Nancy turns her back, revealing a long stretch of exposed skin. The zipper goes all the way down to her lower back. There’s a little mole next to her spine, which is a thing that Robin knows about her now, and it feels far too intimate. “Uh sure…” she mumbles. “Just… What do you…?” “It’s just a zipper, Robin.” Nancy’s back is turned, but she can hear the grin is her voice. “I’m you can figure it out.” She swallows hard. Nancy knows her name. Of course she does. They’ve talked a handful of times when they happened to enter the lobby at the same time. She came to introduce herself when she moved in last month. Still it’s weird that she takes up any mental real estate for this girl so beautiful it physically hurts. Robin takes the end of the zipper between two careful fingers, but it doesn’t budge. “It’s a bit finicky,” Nancy says and she tilts her head to the side, exposing even more of the bare skin around her neck. “Just give it a good tug.” Fucking hell. Robin places a hand on Nancy’s waist for leverage and zips the dress along the curve of her spine. She’s not wearing a bra, strapless and all, and Robin’s trying really hard not to think about that. “So where are you going?” she asks and then she just keeps talking. “You got a date? A boyfriend?” She clenches her jaw and crosses her fingers that didn’t sound weird. Just polite conversation. Making acquaintance. Right?  “Oh, God no.” Nancy turns around and smooths down the fabric over her hips. “I have yet to find a man in this city worth dressing up for.” “Tell me about it,” Robin says in a lame attempt at a joke. Nancy no doubt has different reasons for her lack of interest in the men around these parts. Like being objectively out of everyone’s league. Unlike Robin, who realized she was a lesbian back in middle school and hasn’t looked at a man since. Well, she’s technically looked at Steve, if you wanna get literal about it. But he doesn’t count. That’s practically her brother. “Nah, I’ve got a work thing,” Nancy says and she rolls her eyes. “Office party I can’t really skip.”  Robin vaguely remembers an elevator conversation where Nancy told her she worked in publishing. “Well, you look great,” she squeaks. Nancy smiles, showing off the dimples that kickstarted the elevator crush all those weeks ago. “You’re so sweet.” She doesn’t even break eye contact as she says it. Robin can feel her cheeks flush and she mentally prepares herself to scream into her pillow the second this door closes. “Which reminds me,” Nancy adds with a coy smile. “I have a little housewarming coming up next Friday. You and uh…. Steve was it?” Robin nods. “Well, you and Steve are definitely invited.” For a brief moment, Nancy’s eyes flick past her so she can sneak a glance into the living room. “Starts at eight, be sure to ask him too.” Oh. Was that her goal? Was she hoping Steve would answer? That makes sense. “We’d love to,” Robin says with a polite smile. “I’ll tell Steve, I think he’s free that night.” Nancy runs her hands along her sides one more time, smoothing down the already flawless curve of her dress. “That’d be lovely,” she says and before she turns she adds; “Can’t wait.”

[panjakes]

GB CH.6 LHS

parings: Deer hybrid! Heeseung x black fem!reader

Genre: Fluff. crack: neighbors to lovers au; slow burn

warnings: Cursing, mentioning of boner

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It had been a few days since Heeseung had ran out on Yn. The two hadnt seen or even heard from each other since that day.

"Yn! Help ypur father! you see he has one arm!" Yn's mom says causing the two to turn around

"Actually daddy told me to stop helping him because he's injured and not disabled" Yn says shrugging

"And I still have my arm Miranda, its just in a cast" Yn's father mumbles

"Whatever, I'm trying to make sure your comfortable" Her mother mumbles rolling her eyes

"Have you heard from Lee?"

"He has a first name Greogory, and No I'm pretty sure his wife would have told me if she heard from him"

Yn put two and two together and figured they were talking about Heeseungs parents

"What about their boy? How's he? Isnt he the same age as Yn?" Yn's da ask taking a seat on the couch

"Yeah he's grown so much he's a tall lanky thing. Yn has a little crush on him" Yn's mother says smirking

"MOM!" Yn shouts

"You didnt deny it, must be true" Her dad says smirking

"Dad! Dont entertain her!" Yn says now embarrassed

"Mhm they've been running around with each other lately" Her mom says embarrassing her even further

"Really? What they been doing?" He asks now looking back at his wife

"He bought a lego set for her and they put it together"

"Aint yall to old to be playing with legos?" Her dad asks making her mom laugh

"Mom! Dad! Would you stop!?" Yn asks

"I'll stop when you take this across the street" She says making the girls eyes go wide

"Why am I taking this across the street? I took it over there last week" Yn says

"Me and Mrs.Lee agreed to make each other baked goods everyweek" She says confusing her daughter and husband

"Since when?" The two ask causing the older women to roll her eyes

"Since last week now put cha shit on and take it across the street" She says making her husband

"Since when did you become so domestic?" He asks

"Gregory...dont start" She says making the man stop and look at his daughter

"You better take that lil box over there before ya mama get mad" He says making the girl sigh. Sliding her feet into her black crocs, she made her way out the door and across the street.

Heeseung sat by the window in his livingroom. Looking out the window he seen yn making her way across the street to his house. He immediately jumps up from the couch and sprints to his room confusing his mother who gave him a look as he ran by.

Her question was soon answered when the doorbell rung. Going to open it she smiles at the sight of yn

"Hi yn, how are you?" She asks pulling her into the house(much to her dismay)

"I'm fine Mrs.Lee momma made red velvet brownies?" Yn asks looking at the container of red shaped bars

"Ou my favorite! You know your moms baking is so good?" She asks making the girl giggle

"Yeah daddy's been her taste tester ever since he got home" She says making the women go wide eye and put her hand in front of her mouth as she bit into the baked good

"Ah your dad is home! How is he?" She asks

"He's fine. His arm is in a cast" yn says

"well I'm glad his home. Heeseungs father comes home in about two weeks" She says making the girl nod.

"Speaking of, Heeseungs in his room" She says making yn shake her head

'Uh no I just came to give you the de-" She starts but is cut off by Mrs.Lee shouting

"HEESEUNG!! YN"S HERE FOR YOU!" She screams before looking back at yn with a smile

"I-" Yn starts just to be cut off again

"He's in his room" She says pushing the girl up the stairs. Yn sighs wlaking closer to heeseung's closed door

Yn sighs as she gets to Heeseungs door. She knocks on the door only to hear rumbling behind the door. a few minutes later Heeseung opens the door clearly out of breath

“Uh hey Hee” Yn says

“Hey yn, wanna come in?” He asks pointing to the room

“Yeah sure” Yn says walking into room and sitting on the bed.

She looks around the familiar room as Heeseung ranges through his closet. Soon Heeseung comes out showing her a Lego set

“I was waiting for dad to come home so we can put it together but we can put it together now” Heeseung says making Yn eyes go wide

“Oh! You can put it together with your dad! I don’t wanna intrude” Yn says

“I-I wanna put it together with you” Heeseung says making Yn smile

“Okay, let’s get started” Yn says moving too the floor

Looking at the box Yn noticed it was suppose to be a jungle with a bunch of jungle animals

“I snatched these for you” Yn says pulling out a sandwich bag with a few of her mothers red velvet brownies l. Heeseung snatches the bag from Yn putting one into his mouth humming at the taste

“Mm! Dese are su gud” Heeseung says making Yn smile

“Yeah, I helped make them” she says opening the box of legos

“No wonder they taste so delicious” Heeseung says making Yn giggle

Yn spills the legos over the plush carpet and her and Heeseung start to make small talk and put the legos together

“Bambi?�� Yn says making heeseungs ears twitch at the nickname he hadn’t heard in a while

“Yes bubbles?” He says focusing on the Lego tree he was building

“Why’d you run away from me the other day?” Yn asks making Heeseung freeze. He looks up at Yn who’s head was down. Her faux fell in front of her face but Heeseung could see the sadness in her eyes

“Is it something I said or did?” She asks making Heeseung scoot closer to her.

“No. It wasn’t you. You didn’t do anything wrong at all” Heeseung says

“So what was wrong? Was it something to do with your dad?” She asks making Heeseung shake his head

“I-It was you” he says making yn frown

“But you just said it wasn’t me? I’m confused?” Yn says attaching a Lego to another

“To be honest yn…you’re really really pretty sand you smell really really good” Heeseung says fiddling with his hands. He scoffs outtinf his face into his hands

“Gosh this is so embarrassing…you make me feel…” Heeseung says trying to find the right words so he doesn’t sound weird

“Aroused?” Yn asks making the deer freeze

“How’d yoh know?” He asks

“I don’t, I just took a guess from the way you ran away from me” Yn says making Heeseung grain and close his eyes

“This can’t get any worse than this, this is so embarrassing” Heeseung says shaking his head, ears dropping in embarrassment.

“Hey, don’t feel embarrassed it’s normal” Yn says patting his leg

“Really?” Heeseung asks

“Definitely, we’re 18 nothing to feel embarrassed about” Yn says offering him a smile

“You don’t think I’m weird?” He asks

“Of course not, your still my Bambi” Yn says placing a hand on the nape of his neck. Heeseung smiles softly at the feeling leaning into her hand

“What time is it?” Heeseung asks

“It’s about 6, why?” Yn asks

“We should continue to put this together, mom starts dinner around 7 wanna stay?” Heeseung asks hoping she’d say yes

“Of course” Yn says smiling

“I knew it! I told you!” Daniel says throwing a Pringle at Yn

“Yeah whatever, don’t rub it in” Yn says rolling. Her eyes

“Aw that’s cute, he gets hard at the sight of you” he chuckles making Yn go wide eyes

“Can you stop!?” She whisper shouts

“What? I’m Telling the truth, that just shows how beautiful you are” Daniel says

“You are so embarrassing” Yn says

“Did you kiss?” He asks making Yn roll her eyes

“Danny…stop” she says

“What it’s a serious question? Like when are y’all going to get together? What’re you waiting for?” Daniel asks

“I’m waiting on what you waiting on” Yn says making the boy freeze

“What do you mean?” He asks looking at her from his peripheral

“I’m waiting on you to ask out the benz” Yn says smirking

“I don’t know what your talking about” he says throwing one of her throw blankets on his body

“Oh you know what I’m talking, I’m talking about Miss Mercedes-benz” she says pinching his thigh

“I do not like Mercedes!” He whispers slapping her hand away

“Your right. You don’t like her…cause you love her” she says making kissing noises which soon turned to laughter

“Shut the hell up Yn, that’s why Heeseung popped a boner when he hugged you” Daniel says shoving her but she continued her laughter

Whew I had too get back too this series. I missed writing for it. Chapter 7 will be on @brownsugarbaybee’s blog so follow her to be updated

[karizard-ao3]

Of all fanfics I've ever read, you have the best take on teenage Eremika, so I'd like to ask for your take on the following idea: Zeke and Levi know and despise each other. But Zeke not only tries to be the cool older brother, but he's also Eremika #1 shipper, tries to give his foolish lil bro some love advice. Meanwhile it's not that Levi hates Eren, but he's not really fond of him and doesn't really approve Mikasa dating him.

Eren and Mikasa have known each other their whole lives, but as they grew older it was obvious they had a thing for each other and Levi and Zeke engage in a proxy war of sorts over the dating life of their two lovesick teenagers, completely unaware that Eren and Mikasa are already getting together

Ah, thank you! That's really nice!

So, I really love the idea of Zeke and Levi not having any idea at first that Eremika are nursing crushes on each other, because then we have the opportunity for Zeke to give Eren advice on how to woo his unnamed damsel while, meanwhile, Levi is warning Mikasa what cheesy shit to watch out for and talking shit about Eren's Zeke-inspired romantic gestures.

For instance, Zeke tells Eren to walk his unnamed love interest home from school and pick a flower for her on the way and maybe tuck it behind her ear if he's feeling bold and tell her it's almost as beautiful as her.

Mikasa comes home with a daisy or a cosmo or something wilting in her hair and Levi is like, "So your mystery boy just stole that out of someone else's yard and gave it to you?" He rolls his eyes. "Did he tell you the flower is as pretty as you? God. No imagination. Aim higher."

Then they find out who their respective teen relatives are crushing on and everything ramps up even more. Every time Eren comes over, Levi gives him some variation or another of the "What are your intentions for my little girl?" speech, while Zeke is already hard at work on the most overwrought, cringy promposal Shingeki High School has ever seen. They're wreaking havoc on Eremika's love lives and they're each trying their best to please their elder relatives, but all they really want is to do is occupy the same space as often as possible and hold hands. Like, Eren is over at Mikasa's house one day wearing a tunic and holding a lute because of some cockamamie idea Zeke has dreamed up, and he's standing down below on the lawn and she's at her window on the second story, looking down at him, and he says, "You know, Mikasa, all I really want is to do homework together and then spoon on the couch while we watch TV. I just like being with you, and the rehearsals for all these grand gestures are eating up my free time. Zeke had me going to lute lessons all month for this."

"I think Levi and the neighbors would appreciate an end to all the musical numbers," says Mikasa. "Levi might even warm up to you a little bit."

Eren flings the lute over his shoulder and it lands in the middle of the street, then he rips off the tunic, forgetting that he's not wearing a t-shirt underneath. He's standing there in the yard, shirtless and in a pair of his mom's old leggings, when Levi gets home from work.

"What the hell are you doing now?" Levi demands, getting out of his car with murder in his eyes because he almost ran over the lute and fucked up his alignment or whatever (I'm not much of a car person).

Eren, knowing when to cut his losses and run, shouts up at Mikasa, "I love you! I'll see you at school tomorrow!" and bolts.

"I love you, too!" she cries, leaning out the window and waving at him as if it will be another 14 years instead of another 14 hours before they are reunited.

Levi stomps inside the house to give Mikasa yet another warning about the Jaeger boy being a waste of her youth while Zeke is at home happily preparing a powerpoint presentation of all the cutesy, flirty lines Eren could use the next time he's with Mikasa at a McDonald's.

[trashartgalleries]

Dream/Nightmare That I Had Last Night

I'm typing this on my computer because my phone wouldn't efficient enough for me to tell this story... anyway!!

Slight body horror/blood and gore and cringe warning

The dream/nightmare starts off kind of normally; me and my family chilling at home with the random occurrences of a familiar woman (who's a witch, for some reason and our neighbor) coming over to spend some time with us. She seemed nice until a few days pass and weird things happen at her place and she sends these women dressed in black to our door. My mom tells us to keep the door locked, not to leave the house, and not to let anyone in or out.

A few more days pass and the knocking stops, but these weird... flesh monster things start swarming out of our house. One has my dad dangling out its mouth, the other crushed my little younger sister to death, another ate my older younger sister and my older younger brother. I was able to save my younger two brothers (who're toddlers) and my mom was outside asking the witch questions. I ran outside to my mom, with my bros, as the flesh monster things moved towards the witch. It's then my dream reveals that the witch was... Mother Miranda from fucking Resident Evil. I tell mom, "We gotta go.", I congratulate Miranda on the success of her experiment (so she doesn't kill me or ma or my bros) and we get in the car and drive off as fast as we can as the four lords from RE:8 walk next to Miranda (I shit you not, real life me was like "wtf...? Aren't all yall dead?").

For some odd reason I knew the number and location of a BSAA base near the town, and I drive my remaining family there. We pull up, get checked and screens, and then I tell them what happened. The BSAA tell me that me and my ma and my bros are welcome to stay here for as long as we need until this is all over.

The BSAA start looking in to what Miranda did, and a BSAA dude comes to the rehab/protection room me, ma, and my bros have been staying in and is like, "If you all want to continue your stay, then one of you must join the fight against Miranda." or some shit like that. I volunteer because I don't want my lil bros to be motherless, and so I go through a bit of training and sent into the heat of battle with.... young Chris, young Leon, and RE:7 Ethan fucking Winters. As this point in the dream, rea life me is like "huh???", but i was too curious about how this would end so I didn't open my eyes.

Me, Chris, Leon, and Ethan make our way through my destroyed neighborhood and find my house. We search it for the flesh monsters, but find the pods that they hatched from. Turns out, Miranda was planting these in my house every time she came over to visit. We slash the pods, run into the four lords, and enlist their help in stopping Miranda. Moreau, Beneviento, and Dimistrescu felt back about what happened to my family, and Heisenberg just wanted to throw hands.

Shit happens, I find out that my family was alive and sealed inside the flesh monster, we take down Miranda, and I wake up to get ready for work.

Talk about fucking C R I N G E

[markresonates]

sweet dreams

summary: Jeno has had a crush on you ever since he moved into the apartment next door. When he runs into you in the elevator, he finally gets the chance to live out the sweet dreams he has about you.

pt. 2 of nomin's sweet smut mini series

➾pt.1 short and sweet   ||  ➾pt.3 sweet taste of victory

pairing: neighbor!Jeno x fem!reader

genre/trope: porn w lil plot, fwb, college, mini series

word count: 1.5k

warning: rough sex, exhibitionism, jealousy, dom!Jeno, sub!reader 

“There’s just something about her, you know?” Jeno sighed, head in the clouds as he hopelessly daydreamed. “And I’ve never even asked for her number… ” 

“Why not?” Jaemin probed, lowering the volume of NIKI’s “I Like U” out of intrigue. “How well do you know her, anyway?”

His cheeks rosied, faintly compelled to say he felt like he knew you well but not willing to vocalize his justification, nor give away that the mystery girl he swooned over lived next door to him. Immeasurable guilt pulled on his heart strings for his reasoning behind believing you two had a close, personal connection. 

He felt close to you by matter of your physical, close proximity, the walls so unbearably thin he could hear everything (and I mean everythinggg) that you did in your apartment. Especially what you did with other guys or flings when they came over.

The cheap drywall failed to conceal your warped moans, mouthwatering cries, or deafening screams. Noises he wished he could goad out of you if only he was in their place instead of the other side of the wall, his heightened imagination urging him to act on the bottled up arousal in his pants.

“Honestly… I’ve barely spoken to her,” he mumbled, Jaemin dramatically gasping in response, shaking his head with a tsk. “Hey, don’t make fun of me! You don’t get it, she’s crazy pretty.”

“You just gotta go for it, man. No hesitation,” Jaemin encouraged with a wink, handing him a sprite he retrieved from the fridge of his posh loft.

“Is that what you did with that one girl you’ve been talking to, huh?” he nudged his shoulder, taking a swig of his friend’s drink, the liquid insipid in comparison to what he imagined your mouth tasted like. “How’s that going?”

“Well, around Christmas time, we decorated a gingerbread house together which was... sweet,” emphasizing the sweet in recollection of the mind blowing shenanigans that occurred in between the decorating and Zoom classes.

The spark of excitement in Jaemin’s bright eyes dimmed when he further elaborated, “It’s not serious though, I have a feeling she might be seeing some other guy… but you should just make a move on this girl. Life is short, go shoot your shot!”

“You know what? I’m gonna do it. I’ll see you later,” Jeno enthusiastically collected his belongings and, much to Jaemin’s amusement, nearly flew out the door with newly spiked courage.

“Good luck!” Jaemin hollered, clueless about the identity of the girl he’s been pining over for so long.

Jeno hit the button to the elevator as soon as he entered the lobby to the apartment complex, more aggressively than he meant to, but in his defense, he was in a hurry.  He stepped into the cramped space before the sliding doors fully parted, clicking your floor level instantly, determined to finally ask for your number before the flood of adrenaline coursing through his veins ran dry. 

“C’mon, c’mon,” he muttered under his breath, repeatedly abusing the [ CLOSE DOOR ] button with more force than the one in the lobby. “Ughhh, close already”

“Hold the door, please! Hey, hold-” you shouted until narrowly slipping through at the last second, discovering a thoroughly startled Jeno backed up against the wall of the elevator. It wasn’t just sudden shock that had his eyes wide, you noticed a flicker of something else in them that made your heart flutter.

For no good reason, you got the impression that he didn’t like you. Maybe it was because of your previous attempts at stirring up small talk with your hot neighbor and barely receiving five or six word responses. Less than arm's-length away from him, he couldn’t pry his eyes off of you, scanning your body up and down, attempting to muster up the courage to act on his deep-seated hunger. You felt his gaze burning a hole in the side of your head, your knees weak at the notion he was staring at you in the exact way you wanted him to stare at you for the past two years. 

“Hey, Jeno. Um, nice… weather we’re having?” you comment, nerves unexpectedly triggering the weather woman gene in your blood.

“I’m fine, how about you?” he replied, absentmindedly, shaking his head as if trying to sober up from his drunken lust a moment later. “I mean, yeah, it.. it’s nice, sure.” 

There was absolutely no way you were imagining it- the sexual tension was so heavy you thought it might exceed the maximum weight capacity of the elevator. You sharply inhaled, the dampening in your panties prompting you to glance his way. His line of sight was still steadily trained on you, fanning over your body to be exact. Jeno didn’t even bat an eye when he caught you marveling at the strained, impressively-sized outline in his shorts, your wanting expression beckoning him to take a gamble on your heart.

Permitting yourself a millisecond to sift through second thoughts, you quickly furloughed all hesitation, acting on seeping arousal. With impeccable timing, you lunged at him while he moved to pin your hips to the wall, pressing you up against the cool metal of the elevator and flirtatiously catching your bottom lip with his teeth.  

Your mouths molded together in a heated kiss as you draped your arms over his shoulders, your stomach doing cartwheels from excitement. One of his hands roamed up your body, latching onto the base of your neck and tilting your head back for his mouth to nibble at your ear.

“Fuck, why didn’t you do this sooner?” you purred, pliantly wilting into his touch, the kind of noise he’s been waiting years to hear from your lips in person.

“I would’ve done it sooner if I’d known you’d wanted me so badly,” Jeno murmured into your skin, unzipping your jacket, ghosting open mouthed kisses down your jaw and chest, over the moon to find you wore nothing underneath it.

“Wellll who said I wanted it so ba-” you started, subsequently gasping when he dipped his hand into your pants, his fingers rimming your slick hole, then curling two digits into you to deepen your moans. You flicked the EMERGENCY STOP switch to stall the elevator’s movements, silently thanking your dingy apartment building for not having security cameras installed.

“Now what was that about not wanting me so badly?” he proudly chuckled, eyes glazed over in greed.

You clawed at his shorts until his bottom half was completely exposed, your bare nakedness following just seconds after. He tore open a rubber and rolled it over his head, the prospect of filling you up with his cock making him even harder. 

He scooped you up by the legs, backing you up into a corner as he sunk his full length deep inside your sweetness. You hissed, your tight walls needing a dozen seconds before fully acclimating to his girth. You fastened your hands onto the safety handrails like a lifeline as he railed into you fiercely, lolling your head to the side in overwhelming exhilaration and bubbling infatuation.

“Mmmhh, I’ve never been fucked so deep,” you hummed. 

Hearing your praise provoked his speedy thrusts to grow rougher. He knew that’s just how you like it, rough and dirty. He leaned closer, anchoring his mouth to your sensitive neck. The obscene whimpers you emitted made him smirk. He loved how he could give it to you after all this time, after all the dirty dreams he’s had about your body, after all his fantasies of putting you in every position possible, he could milk you of every hysterical noise he heard through your wall.

“Jeno, s-seriouslyyy,” you gushed in visceral pleasure, “why didn’t this happen sooner??”

Your whimpers grew to delirious sobs, and he could sense you were close to your edge, no, no, HE got you close to your edge. He couldn’t spare a moment to breathe. Reveling in the knowledge that you were wriggling against the wall from the way he fucked you only edged him closer to his peak, as well. Wishing to throw you into the clouds he found himself daydreaming in all the time, the acceleration of his pumps into your dripping center never faltered.

 “Just right there, right there, yes, oh my god,” you panted, aching for release, leaning your head on his shoulder. “Fuck, Jeno, I’m gon- 

Your climax chased his peak ten seconds later. His pride forbade him from admitting that you had him splattering white deep inside your core even before you spasmed and clenched tightly around his thick cock. 

He gingerly let you down, holding your quivering body close to his as you swooned, the sweat adorning your skin making you stick to him. “Baby, the real question is, when can this happen again,” he whispered, kissing the top of your head, then to his dismay, feeling your body pull away.

You narrowed your eyes, peering at him incredulously, “Jeno, stop pretending like you’re not sleepover tonight.”

Fireworks went off in his head hearing your words, grinning like he won the lottery. And he couldn’t wait to thank Jaemin for his encouragement the next time they see each other.

➾my masterlist

© 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝.

[brightmoonprincess]

“i didn’t know where else to go.” / “i didn’t have anywhere else to go.” catradora

kingdom au thing where adora and catra are rulers of frenemy kingdoms, T rating, fade to black

lil rushed but I would make this into a longer fic if people are interested!

ty for sending the prompt!

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There’s one good thing about these diplomatic trips to Eternia. Catra can do whatever she wants, and no one bats an eye at her. There’s no crushing responsibility on her shoulders, no one watching her every move. No one here recognizes her, so no one knows she’s the ruling Lord of the terrifying kingdom of The Horde. Right now she’s just another feline chugging a cheap beer at the bar. It’s freeing, and she loves it.

She orders her third drink of the night, a pint of whatever swill they have on tap. For royalty, she is surprisingly not picky with her drinks. She just wants something to numb the disappointment of not being able to see Adora this time.

The princess of Eternia was apparently too busy to attend the monthly council, with an advisor in her place instead. Catra didn’t ask why; she didn’t want it to sound suspicious.

The meeting itself went fine. The Horde and Eternia have an incredibly tense relationship, their histories intertwined and sprinkled with numerous wars and treaties. As of right now, they’re allies on the surface, but everyone in these meetings— if not everyone in both of their respective territories— know how delicate the relationship is. So she has to compromise and agree to stop pirating the waters and stop threatening neighboring countries and blah blah politics blah blah.

Catra honestly doesn’t care about most of that. All she cares about is pinning Adora down onto a bed again.

Now THAT might be enough to start a war, if word got out about it. Everyone from the politicians to the citizens would oppose it. So yeah, their relationship (if you can call it that) is all a secret.

Catra’s honestly fine with it. (Honestly!) It’s not like she actually wants to be with Adora. (Adora wouldn’t want to be with her, anyways.) And besides, there’s something thrilling about being in between the legs of someone who’s supposed to be your rival. (Rival-childhood-best-friend-frenemy-lover-thing-or-whatever.)

At some point, someone enters the bar and takes a seat beside her. They’re wearing a conspicuous hooded robe, and they don’t look at her, so Catra ignores them.

After a few moments however, they end up whispering to her, “Pssst! Catra!”

She turns to the side with a glare, wondering which of her posse has the audacity to come bother her while she’s trying to enjoy herself. The person’s gray blue are the only feature uncovered, the rest hidden behind a mask. Catra recognizes them immediately, and the suspicious get-up finally makes sense. “… Adora? Is that you?”

“Shh!” the badly disguised princess shushes her. “I’m not supposed to be out here. I just— I didn’t have anywhere else to go,” Adora says, slight panic in her voice. “Can we talk somewhere alone?”

Catra shrugs, down the rest of her drink, and stands up. “I’m staying in a room here. C’mon, weirdo.”

She leads the way to the rented room she’s staying in, through the exit and a few hallways down, while Adora hurries along beside her. Once they’ve arrived, Adora pulls down her hood and her mask. Her head is messy, and she looks more stressed than usual.

Catra grabs her shoulders, for once looking genuinely concerned. “Hey, are you ok?”

“Er, sort of?” Adora replies nervously. “I… I don’t know how else to say this. I’m engaged.”

“… Oh. Um. Congratulations?” Catra responds dryly. “You came all the way here to tell me that?”

Adora blinks at her, a little shocked, or a little hurt. “Oh, I thought… You… Sorry, never mind.”

Catra’s chest feels tight, and she feels like she’s going to be sick. She tries her best not to show any of this, though. “So who’s the lucky gal?”

“Oh, um. It’s the princess of Bright Moon. Her name’s Glimmer.”

“Princess Sparkles?” Catra supposes she shouldn’t be surprised. Eternia and Bright Moon have had good relations for decades. Bright Moon is a kingdom full of resources, and Eternia has the technology to take advantage of those. From a political point, it’s a good match, or whatever, who cares. “Hmmm. She’s alright, if you’re into that whole pink sparkly princess thing. Well, thanks for breaking up with me in person, I guess.”

“I’m not—“ Adora sighs deeply, as if giving up. “I’m not here to fight with you, ok? I just wanted to tell you before anyone else does. Which apparently doesn’t matter, since clearly you don’t care.”

Catra let out a low, menacing girl. She’s silent for a few moments, and the air in the room shifts into something thick and hard to breathe. She takes a few slow steps towards Adora, her eyes narrowed, as if she’s preparing to attack. Adora stays firm all the while, and Catra comes so close that she can feel her exhale on her cheek.

“Of course I fucking care, you idiot,” Catra says, and she loses it from there.

She crashes her lips onto Adora’s, desperately and passionately. Adora returns the kiss with just as much hunger, and Catra’s back ends up pressed into the nearest wall, lifted by her hips, with her legs wrapped around Adora’s waist.

They’re completely entangled in each other, hands grasping at hair, tongues sliding into each other’s mouths. Adora carries Catra over to the bed, pulls off each piece of clothing and suckles on each new area of skin she finds. They cling to each other tightly, as if nothing else in the world matters but the other person. For a while, they can believe it.

/ / /

They’re breathless and naked and vulnerable when Catra says bluntly, “You’re going to go through with it.” She doesn’t have to ask; she knows Adora too well.

Adora doesn’t look her in the eye when she answers. “I… I don’t think I have a choice, Catra. I think it really is the best choice for everyone.”

“Everyone? Really?! What about you? What about us?”

“This is about more than us! I have to do this.”

Catra lets out a groan of frustration as she sits upright in the bed. She glares at the girl next to her. “… Just admit the real reason why you came here. You’re not here to break things off with me. You want me to tell you not to do it.”

Adora doesn’t reply to that. So she doesn’t deny it. Instead, she says, “… Bright Moon wants to start a war with the Horde. I… I can stop them if I agree to the marriage.”

“What?” Catra’s jaw drops. I mean, sure, practically every other ruler is an enemy of hers, but rarely does one have the audacity to challenge her like that. “Sparkles? Really? I didn’t think she had it in her… Wow. So she really thinks she can win?”

Adora nods slowly. “She’s been building an alliance. But I can stop a war from happening; I know I can. Trust me.”

Yeah, no. Fuck that. Catra would start any war, destroy any kingdom, if it meant that her and Adora could be together. Except she knows Adora would never approve of those methods.

Well. If she knows about them.

[pitchslapped]

Hi! Do you know of any bechloe fics where Beca rides a motorcycle or any fics where Beca is known as a “ladies man(woman)?

Sorry, this took a while for me to respond. I took a while looking at fics. This was a really interesting set of things you were looking for. Here are some that I could find. Theres a variety of stuff here and some different ships. So I hope you enjoy.

I would love to hear if there are any fics others liked as well.

Beca Riding a Motorcycle

Pitch Perfect Prompts

By @lets-talk-appella

Rated - T

Chapter 4: Black Sabbath

Summary: For Tumblr prompt "Don't do that again! You scared the shit out of me!"

Chapter 5 also a smutty spin-off of this story called Dangerous.

Next Life

By 22_Ti aka @wordsofmyreality

Rated - M

Summary: Amber (future Chloe) felt she made all the wrong choices in life. She gave up finishing her degree. Amber married a man she’s not in love with, a man who is lackadaisical about raising his kids, her stepkids. She’s utterly miserable, and it all stems from the wrong choices she's made along the way. Amber concocts the perfect plan to disappear and start over with a new identity. She finds a romance, and life is perfect… until her love interest discovers she has a past and isn’t who she thought she was. Note: While Bechole is end-game, this story mostly focuses on Chloe’s journey to a better life.

you knock me out (i fall apart)

By Carma19 aka @rebeccamitchell

Rated - M

Summary: Prompt: “Beca’s secretly good at fighting in her tiny lil body and the Bellas finding out about it.”

AKA the pp2!Beca as an underground MMA/cagefighter AU

The motorcycle is not featured heavily but really fits the Beca cagefighter character.

Lost Stars

By BKTheGoldenKnight

Rated - T

Beca, an ex-MotoGP racer, has a tragic past and she had managed to get back on her feet when she met Chloe. However something unexpected happened. Will Beca stay or runaway? AU.

In My Blood

By carma19 aka @rebeccamitchell

Rated - M

Summary: Bechloe // Zombie Apocalypse AU -- In the summer of 2007, an outbreak of a mutated fungus ravaged the United States, transforming its human hosts into aggressive, sound-sensitive creatures known as clickers. Five years into the zombie apocalypse, Chloe Beale, a medic-in-training from the Barden settlement, has a chance run-in with nomadic weapons expert Beca Mitchell and her companions.

Darkness on the Edge of Town

By jm-oc-ja

Rated - T

Beca Mitchell lived every moment of her life to the fullest, she sought out the thrills in life, her favorite thrill was speed. She wouldn't let a thing like college stop that, she also wouldn't have guessed that college would lead her to her biggest most addicting thrill yet, Chloe Beale. How can two women from completely different worlds mesh? AU Beca/Chloe.

Warning this one has a pretty sad ending.

Badass Heart

By Ale0488

Rating - T

Summary: Beca chooses to express her feelings before it's too late.

Asphalt

By Selene Elven

Rated - K

AU. Beca's a motorcyclist. Lilly's motorcycle probably eats souls. Bumper is there, too. And there's someone in a black and gold race suit. In which Beca is one of six racers riding for a small prize pot and she's competitive because HONOR. Or something. One-shot.

Bonus: Chloe riding a motorcycle

Because who doesn't want that idea in their head

The Kissing Booth

By @aliciameade​

Summary: When Beca Mitchell, a late-bloomer who's never-been-kissed, decides to run a kissing booth at her high school's Spring Carnival, she unexpectedly finds herself locking lips with her secret crush - and best friend's sister - Chloe Beale.

Beca the Womanizer Fics

Beca Mitchell Must Die

By chloebeale (tallycravens)

Rated - M

Summary:Aubrey, Cynthia Rose and Stacie are the ex-girlfriends of Beca Mitchell, a well-known serial dater at Barden University. The three set up their former lover to fall for Chloe Beale, a transfer student, so they can watch her get her heart broken. (An AU Pitch Perfect story with the John Tucker Must Die plot.)

The Bet

By BeChloeIsLegit

Rating - M

Summary: Beca Mitchell has managed to sleep with every girl in her High School every year for 3 years. Chloe Beale, now a Senior at Barden University, has been doing the same since her Sophomore year in HS. What happens when Beca comes to Barden and threatens Chloe's position as Barden's #1 womaniser? The Bet is what happens. Who wins? Who loses? And what is the prize?

Everyone loves Beca Mitchell

By Allicat606

Rated - M

Summary: Beca Mitchell knows everyone who meets her falls in love with her. And as a shameless womanizer she loves that. With beautiful women throwing themselves at her will Beca continue her womanizing ways or will one of them capture her heart?

This is a crazy ride of a fic and also a Steca fic.

Sex God

By hollyhwrites

Rated - M

Fat Amy shares a saucy story about her dormroom neighbors with her fellow Bellas & they all agree the person must be a Sex God. UPDATE! No longer a one-shot. DUH! This story has now grown with a life of its own. Our Sex God Beca wants more than

Triple trouble shenanigans.

I am not her

By pleasedontleaveme

Rated - M

Chloe has a sister. She is blonde and popular. Chloe is a redhead and not popular. Everyone wants to be with her sister while no one even knows that Chloe exists. Until they meet Beca. Chloe's sister has a crush on Beca and wants her, but Beca only has eyes for Chloe. On the other hand, Chloe thinks Beca is a player and does not pays attention to her. How will they go through that?

[vito-mendoza]

Task: Character Playlist Deep Dive

Playlist: Vito Mendoza’s Character Playlist

Number of Songs: 15 (as of July 2021) 

Length: 57:42 (as of July 2021)

Triggers: N/A

Track 1: When I Grow Up- The Pussycat Dolls

Even though the song isn’t an exact fit for his life, it sums up his childhood hopes and dreams of being a famous actor pretty well. He’s been dreaming big ever since he saw his fist trip to the movie theater to see Mission: Impossible. He’s had the drive to make it big for a long time, but the question of the hour is whether he has the skill.

Track 2: Miami- Will Smith

Despite the fact that he was born in the Philippines, Vito considers Miami to be his true hometown in many respects. It was the place where he spent most of his childhood, the place where he fostered his love of acting, and the place where he first started falling in love with life. Even though he hasn’t lived in Miami since he left for college in 2008, every time he returns to visit his family, he feels like he never left. 

Track 3: Hello, Brooklyn- All Time Low

Vito moved to Brooklyn with one of his college roommates after graduating college in 2012. It was in Brooklyn that he really got into DJing and started to do it for money. Vito has always been the type to live life to the fullest, and this song is an expression of that sentiment. He made Brooklyn his second home and partied it up while he lived there. 

Track 4: Beverly Hills- Weezer

Even though Vito has wanted to be an actor since he was 7 years old, he still has his insecurities about it. Specifically, he worries that he won’t fit in with actors who came from money. Vito wants to be amongst the elite, but comes from a completely different world, one without any glitz or glamor. This is part of the reason why it took him until 2020 to make his big move. 

Track 5: Best Day Of My Life- American Authors

Vito considers the day he officially made his move out west to be one of the best days of his life. As much as he liked Brooklyn and the friends he made there, acting in student films and off-Broadway shows wasn’t where he wanted to be in life. He didn’t know anyone in California except his roommate, who he had only met in person once. Moving was his chance to start anew and fully realize his dreams. 

Track 6: I Gotta Feeling- Black Eyed Peas

Once he decided to make the move out west, Vito fell in love with Santa Monica. The palm trees and beach reminded him of Miami, and it was close enough to L.A. that he could get to auditions with relative ease. From the first day, he had a feeling that he was going to like California. This song is meant to be an expression of Vito having a good time and making new memories.

Track 7: Go DJ- Lil Wayne

Vito has yet to land a full-time acting gig, so DJing has been his primary source of income. This is a song he’ll play to himself when he needs motivation. It’s a reminder to himself that if all else fails, people still think he’s good at DJing. After all, he wouldn’t be working at a club 4 nights per week if people didn’t like his mixes.

Track 8: Don’t Stop The Music- Rihanna

This song is one of Vito’s favorite songs to play in the club. It’s one of those songs that gets the crowd up and dancing; no one can resist a good Rihanna song. Acting is his first passion, but he relates to the message of this song: leaving the stress of life behind you and dancing to good music. It’s songs like this that remind him what got him into music in the first place. 

Track 9: Club Can’t Handle Me- Flo Rida & David Guetta

This song is a combination of a pep-talk and a song to amp up the club. This is one of those songs that makes Vito feel like he’s on top of the world. Playing this song at Circle Bar makes him feel invincible. Even though he doesn’t live a lavish lifestyle like Flo Rida and David Guetta, Vito knows how to party and how to liven up a party through music. 

Track 10: Sorry for Party Rocking- LMFAO

As a DJ, Vito goes hard and goes loud. His neighbors over the years, in both Brooklyn and Santa Monica, have had to put up with a lot of his musical antics. All he can ever really say form himself is “Sorry!” because he’s not going to stop anytime soon. Even though he doesn’t drink as excessively as LMFAO, nor does he hook up with women like they do, this song makes for another fun song to amp up the club. 

Track 11: Sour Patch Kids- Bryce Vine

Being an adult is hard. Since moving to California, Vito has started to notice how much he struggles with money. Sometimes he needs to get money off his mind and just kick back and relax like he did when he was a kid. He feels very nostalgic for his childhood, especially the parts when he didn’t have any responsibilities or cares in the world. 

Track 12: Crush- David Archuleta

Vito felt himself crushing on Verity shortly after their blind date. As time went on, these feelings only grew stronger. He spent the first two months of knowing her wondering if she shared his feelings or if this was all one-sided and hopeless. Despite these worries, his feelings didn’t wane. His crush wasn’t going away any time soon. 

Track 13: What A Man Gotta Do- The Jonas Brothers

After a few months of hanging out and having little dates with Verity, Vito realized that he didn’t want to be just friends with her. Her kiss had him hooked, and he wanted more. He wanted to be with her, labels and all, and if she wanted him, he was all hers. Turns out all he had to do to make this a reality was ask. 

Track 14: Only Wanna Be With You- Post Malone

This is another song that isn’t an exact fit but has an overall relatable message: wanting to be with one person and one person only. Even though he and Verity have led very different lives, they’re still able to get along and make their relationship work. He doesn’t care if he’s foolish for becoming this attached to her so soon into the relationship, because he’s happy and that’s all that matters to him. The reason this version is on the playlist rather than the original is because Vito is a bigger fan of Post Malone (he says “no disrespect to Hootie, though”).

Track 15: Let Me Love You (Until You Learn To Love Yourself)- Ne-Yo

Verity struggles with insecurity. She was in two relationships before she began dating Vito, and neither of them ended on a great note. Vito feels very strongly towards her, and not only does he want to show her that he loves and cares about her, but he also wants her to love herself. He wants her to see herself as the kind, caring, and beautiful woman he sees her as. He’ll gladly put his own insecurities aside if it means lifting her up. 

[ovvnwords]

WANTED  CONNECTIONS  ....  hi  here  is  a  list  of  connections  i  would  really  really  want  for  my  gremlins.  inspo  from  all  places  ;  music,  movies,  pins,  etc.  i’ll  post  this  in  the  server  /  put  it  linked  in  my  pinned  post  but  for  best  results  send  me  a  dm  on  d/scord  bc  i  suck  at  things!  thank.

AVIVA  ROUX  .  podcaster  /  content  creator (  meg  t.  stallion )  !

GIRL  GANG  !  not  necessarily  ‘girls’  but  yk  what  i  mean.  very  close  knit,  always  hanging  out,  never  one  w/o  the  other,  etc.  i  like  the  idea  of  them  all  bein’  kind  of  different  ----  breakfast  club  style?  (  aviva  cld  be  the  *jughead  vc*  i’m  a  weirdo  for  example  ).  idk  i  think  it’d  be  neat  n  interesting  cld  even  have  group  chat  edits  n  things  on  the  dash  frankly  i  wld  just  like  for  her  to  have  some  friends!  inspo  ( one  ,  two )  .

PODCAST  PARTNER  ! the  shane  to  her  ryan,  so  to  speak.  the  show  talks  about  mysteries  and  internet  oddities  and  different  spooky  things ( they  borderline  on  true  crime,  but  they  don’t  necessarily  go  into  detail  about  cases  if  that  makes  sense  )  .  i  think  the  dynamic  of  a  outrageous  thinker  to  her  pessimistic  ideals.  inspo  ( one  ,  two ,  three  ,  this  tag  ) .

YOUNGER  SIBLING  !  i  like  to  imagine  they’re  pretty  close,  maybe  close  in  age?  i  don’t  rlly  have  much  to  say  about  this  one,  should  probably  put  it  on  the  main,  but  i  love  sibling  connects  so  !

HATEHSHIP  !  someone  she  jus  can’t  stand  yet  can’t  stay  away  from.  maybe  they’re  an  asshole  but  damn  cute,  or  another  reason.  inspo (  one  )  .

ROOMMATES  ! like  to  imagine  it’s  a  bunch  of  them  living  friends-style,  either  in  the  same  apartment  or  even  building  (  or  wld  that  be  jersey  shore  style.  idk  ) but  it  cld  be  fun  especially  if  they  don’t  get  along  all  that  well  but  the  rent  is  nice  and  they  make  it  work.

FIRST  CRUSH  ! eeeeeeeeeeeee  they  cld’ve  met  when  they  were  children  and  had  one  of  those  one  day  long  things  in  elementary  school  where  they  broke  up  bc  they  didn’t  share  crayons  or  something  JSDVKJDFVKJV  they  could’ve  remained  friends,  been  neighbors,  had  crushes  or  a  fling  in  high  school  .

EX  SQUAD  !  i  like  the  idea  of  aviva  having  a  solid  friend  group  in  high  school  that  all  aren’t  good  terms  with  each  other  for  whatever  reason  ..  don’t  have  to  figure  it  out  asap  i  just  love  the  tension  thts  all.

BEST  FRIEND  /  RIDE  OR  DIE  ! someone  who  has  her  back  and  vice  versa.  supports  each  other  thru  thick  and  thin,  gives  each  other  the  whack  on  the  head  they  need  every  once  in  a  while.  inspo  (  one,  two )  .

FLING  /  FWB  /  HOOK  UPS  ! kind  of  self  explanatory.  aviva  doesn’t  really  have  a  preference,  if  she’s  attracted  to  u  she’s  attracted  to  you,  has  her  fun  but  s*x  isn’t  really  her  idea  of  a  fun  thing  to  do  24  /  7  .  like  to  imagine  she  mostly  goes  for  women  ( hey  ladies  .... )  !

EX  PARTNER  ! i  like  the  idea  of  them  being  super  cute  n  lovey  dovey  in  hs  but  then  maybe  one  of  them  went  off  to  college?  they  had  a  falling  out?  ended  on  not  so  great  terms?  the  possibilities  are  endless  to  be  frank!

RIVAL  /  ENEMY  /  SOMEONE  SHE  JUST  CAN’T  STAND  !  ig  this  could  be  more  chemsitry  based  but  they  just  avidly  dislike  each  other  for  one  reason  or  another?  can’t  stand  each  other?  petty  tweets  /  subtweets  etc  etc  .  could  be  fun  n  juicy.

FRIENDS  !  self  explanatory.

DAWSON  ELLIS .  unemployed  /  formal  journalist ( chris  pine  )  !

FRIENDS  !  self  explanatory.    he’s  40,  so  rlly  he  just  kinda  vibing.

RIVALS  /  ENEMIES  !  i  like  the  idea  of  just  hating  each  other  since  high  school  and  just  have  this  burning  hatred  for  each  other  even  after  all  this  time  …  chuckles.  inspo  (  one  )  .

PEOPLE  HE  TAKES  UNDER  HIS  WING  !  idk  what  this  could  entail  maybe  he  jus  likes  one  of  u  youngins  …  doesn’t  want  to  see  u  in  the  same  path  he  went  down,  tries  to  steer  u  straight  a  little  bit.  stuff  like  that.  very  dad  like  as  if  he  has  a  maternal  bone  in  his  body.

EX FIANCE ! heheh .. i plan on making this a wc possibly, but i like the idea of someone who he dated for a long period of time after he graduated and left irving, eventually who he proposed two. maybe his addiction could have caused a strain, maybe it was because he was traveling so much, or some other reason but then they broke it off. they came back to irving for one reason or another, he came back bc he’s sober now, there’s tension. kind of based on exile by taylor swift + bon iver .

EMPLOYER  !  this  man  needs  a  job.  so  ........    hands  on  hips  who  is  hiring.

FRIENDS  FROM  HIGH  SCHOOL  !  if  anyone  grew  up  in  irving  /  or  was  in  hs  around  the  time  he  was,  it  could  be  quite  fun  to  reconnect.  old  friends  yadda  yadda  yadda.  

SOMEONE  WHO  KNOWS  HIM  ONLY  FROM  HIS  SISTER  !  smiles  at  jean  so  wide  .....  yes  dawson  is  leonora’s  annoying  lil  brother.  he’s  very  elusive  (  or  so  he  thinks  …  )  so  .  we  cld  do  something  with  that  perhaps.

ELIJAH  PALERMO .  little  league  coach  /  student  (  lukas  gage  )  !

THE  LAST  PALERMO  SIBLING  !  yes  …  this  is  on  the  main  but  i  imagine  elijah  and  them  to  be  very  close  and  it’d  be  fun!  sorry  for  the  grey  hairs  though.

BEST  FRIEND  !  this  is  someone  elijah  trusts  more  than  jus  abt  anybody  ..  including  his  siblings  maybe.  they’re  always  together,  never  apart,  besties  forever.  causing  chaos  and  mayhem.  probably  co-parent  georgia.  knows  each  others  fast  food  orders,  encouraging  their  bad  behaviors  …  

EXES  !  i  like  to  imagine  elijah  is  the  type  to  rush  into  a  relationship  then  have  it  all  turn  to  shit.  could  be  on  good  terms,  bad  term,  neutral.  

EX  FRIENDS  !  along  the  same  vein,  maybe  they  had  a  falling  out?  one  of  them  just  didn’t  want  to  be  friends  anymore?  they  just  stopped  talking?  give  me  angst  thank  u.

FRIENDS  !  hes  so  talkative  and  annoying  please  give  him  more  friends  …  my  personal  favorites  are  old  couple  bickering  /  complete  opposites  /  good  or  bad  influences  /  new  age  “thembo  summit”  where  there’s  no  got  damn  thought  in  anyones  head  just  vibes.

FLIRTATIONSHIP  !  they  flirt  …  they  give  each  other  eyes.  and  yet?  nothing.  wtf.

HOOK  UPS  /  FWBS  !  they’re  hot.  and  he  has  eyes.  it’s  basic  math.  

RIVAL  /  ENEMY  !  i  like  to  imagine  elijah  didn’t  mean  to  be  rude  /  or  did  something  bad  to  this  person  but  he  did,  even  accidentally,  but  now  they  hate  him.  or  even  mutual  hatred  <3  constant  subtweets  n  petty  comments  in  public  …

PARTY  BUDDIES  !  theyre  always  together  at  parties  …  self  explanatory.  

PARENT  OF  KIDS  HE  COACHES  !  self-explanatory.

CLASSMATES  !  must  go  to  community  college,  but  otherwise  self-explanatory.  

WILL  THEY  /  WON’T  THEY  !  i  love  this  kinda  shit  ..  theyre  constantly  acting  like  a  couple  but  also  aren’t  one.  everyone  is  dying  to  know  like  …...  so  isn’t  eli  <3

HATEHSHIP  !  they  hate  each  other  .  but  also  f*ck.  then  hate  each  other  again.

ROOMMATES  !  pls  give  him  a  roommate  this  fucker  can’t  function  by  himself.

KALANI  MADDEN  .  student  (  auli’i  cravalho  )  !

PEOPLE  SHE  TEACHES  ASL  !  this  is  my  favorite.  pls  pls  pls.  she  uses  asl  as  her  primary  source  of  communication,  she’s  most  comfortable  with  it  due  to  her  hearing,  but  many  people  don’t  know  it  so  pls  let  her  teach  ur  muse  i’d  love  it  so  much.

FRIENDS  /  BEST  FRIENDS  !  i’d  love  to  have  a  lil  squad  ..  lil  baby  squad  or  even  just  a  best  friend  who  they’re  always  sharing  tiktoks  over  videos  and  having  sleepovers  and  going  to  wendys  at  1  am  bc  they’re  bored.  

RIVALS  /  ENEMIES  !  people  who  just  don’t  fuckin  like  her  bc  she’s  annoying  like  i  understand.

PEOPLE  WHO  DON’T  TAKE  HER  SHIT  /  HATE  HER  DRAMATICS  !  pls  hate  her.  punt  her  to  the  moon.  

PEOPLE  SHE  SPOILS  WITH  HER  PARENTS  MONEY  !  pls  let  her  sugar  mama  u.  she  will  buy  u  legit  anything  if  ur  nice  to  her.  

FLIRTATIONSHIP  !  this  wld  be  a  bit  cute  ..  almost  a  will  they  won’t  they  vibe.  they  flirt.  they  smile.  they  make  googley  eyes.  they  subtweet  each  other.  it’s  messy  and  cute.  

BAD  INFLUENCES  /  GOOD  INFLUENCES  !  people  who  lead  her  either  down  a  really  good  or  really  bad  path.  

PEOPLE  SHE  KNOWS  BC  OF  HER  BROTHER  !  self-explanatory  but  also  kind  of  need  him  for  this  so  .  hehe  .

HER  BROTHER  !  on  the  main,  but  pls  bring  this  kid  her  parent  (  almost  )  .

PEOPLE  SHE  KNEW  BACK  IN  NYC  !  self-explanatory.  her  family  is  very  wealthy,  famous  in  the  social  scene.

[80s90smovies]

Hi there. :) May I request Cameron Frye. An insert reader, headcanon, or whichever you like. Maybe Ferris overheard the Reader and their friend mention the Reader's crush on Cameron? How would Ferris react and go about telling Cameron? Something fun.

here’s a quick lil somethin for you lovely <3

You were in the middle of telling your best friend about the miniscule interaction you had had with the boy who you swore was the love of your life. It was a noisy hallway, and the two of you were being quiet, so you figure you were safe to tell the story. You were bursting with excitement and couldn’t wait until after school to tell her. Cameron Frye, the chocolate eyed boy of your dreams, had begun a conversation with you for the first time ever. Since he was typically the quiet type, any time you had talked with him, you were the one who initiated it. It was a bit discouraging, considering you had the fattest of crushes on him, but the fact that he always answered with a smile gave you hope.

But today was different. Today he had tapped on your desk to get your attention. He asked you a question, with that soft dorky smile you loved so much, and you nearly melted. You had to physically stop yourself from spinning in a circle as you swooned, replaying the moment in your head as you retold the story. It was small, sure, but to you every small moment meant something. Your best friend couldn’t help but chuckle endearingly, “You’re so lovestruck, Y/N.”

“In the absolute worst of ways,” You agreed with a sigh, leaning back against your locker. You had it bad, that was for sure. But could anyone blame you. “I mean come on, though,” you smiled, “it’s Cameron Frye. He is quite possibly the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.”

While you thought you were being discreet, you had seemingly forgotten to account for your nosy locker neighbor. It was easy to miss him, considering her was surrounded by friends who were all talking to or over him. Still, though all of the commotion in his own bubble, he managed to tune into your hushed voices. A smile immediately flashed across Ferris Bueller’s lips as he excused himself from his friends and began the hunt for his best friend.

Ferris found Cameron as he was just opening his locker. The much perkier boy flung his arms out, “Cameron! I’ve been lookin’ all over for you, buddy. Where have you been?”

Cameron opened his mouth to answer, “I was-”

but Ferris was faster, “You know what, tell me later. I’ve got big news for you, man. Huge even!”

Cameron rolled his eyes to himself. Without turning to his friend, he asked, “Oh yeah?” and continued to shove books into his locker.

“You know Y/N? Like Y/N L/N?” Ferris asked, a mischievous smile falling onto his lips when he noticed Cameron’s cheeks flush gently.

Cameron paused for a moment before continuing to put away his belongings. “Yeah, I know Y/N. Why?” He asked after a moment.

Ferris grinned, leaning against the locker next to his best friend’s. “Well, I may or may not have just heard Y/N and her best friend talking near our lockers, and boy does that girl have it bad for you.”

Cameron’s eyebrows shot up as he turned to his friend for the first time. “W-wait a second,” he mumbled out, “what do you mean by that?”

Ferris rolled his eyes, “It’s obvious, Cameron! She was swooning over you so much I was afraid she might actually faint.”

Cameron’s face grew even redder, “You meant to tell me that Y/N L/N has the hots for me. Are you messing with me right now Ferris? Tell me you aren’t messing with me right now.”

Ferris clasped a hand on his friend’s shoulder, giving him a pointed look. He smiled his million-watt grin, “Cam, would I do such a thing to you?” When Cam gave him a look, Ferris back-tracked, “Okay, don’t answer that. Point is, I know what I heard. So be the good guy everyone knows you are and ask her on a date!”

“How am I supposed to do that? Have you met me?” Cameron asked, his eyes wide with alarm. He was already a nervous wreck and he girl in question wasn’t even in the same hallway as they were.

Ferris just smiled, patting his friend’s shoulder before abandoning him at his locker. Cameron watched the boy saunter away, panic building in his stomach as the lovely imagine of the girl he had just earlier spoken to flashed across his mind. There was no way he could ask her out without completely making a fool of himself, no matter how much he wanted to. He needed help, badly.

“FERRIS!”

[sofiaisms]

only five minutes ‘til midnight , and we just spotted SOFIA ROMERO , known for their OVERFLOWING GLASSES OF BUBBLY , SUN-KISSED SKIN GLISTENING WITH SPECS OF GLITTER , & PRETTY LIPS SPEWING UGLY WORDS IN THE HEAT OF THE MOMENT at club nouveau , ringing in the new year ! the TWENTY-TWO year old is usually known for their job as a REALITY TV STAR , but tonight , they’re just another reveler in the crowd . when they wrote down their new year’s resolution , they wished for A NUMBER ONE PODCAST RATING & A HEALED HEART FREE OF ANY PENT UP ANGER OR RESENTMENT . funny enough , they had also mentioned how they hoped to forget about the time that they REDACTED . for what it’s worth , i truly hope they can put the old year past them . [ cindy kimberly , cis woman , ‘our favorite love island ship has sank : break-up rumors confirmed by sofia romero during latest podcast episode’ ]

* / ✩ / .. 𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙭𝙖 , 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘩 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘴 . . .

hello friends ! sorry for the late intro , i was napping 😌 but i’m very happy to be here & i look forward to writing with each & every one of you <3 i’m lia ( she / her ), twenty years old , & vibing in the cst . this is my brand new girlie , sofia . under the cut is a ( hopefully ) brief summary + some listed wanted connections . but if you wanna dive deeper , i’ll leave you with her full bio & stats page in the google doc , her pinterest borad , & a lil wanted connections sideblog i threw together for inspo . feel free to hmu for plots any time via im’s or discord dm’s ! <3

          𝗚𝗢𝗢𝗚𝗟𝗘 𝗗𝗢𝗖  +  𝗣𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗧  +  𝗪𝗖 𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗣𝗢

*+.. 𝗕𝗔𝗦𝗜𝗖 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗧𝗦 ↴

𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄: sofia anisa romero 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄(𝐒): sof 𝐃𝐎𝐁: 15 june 1998 𝐀𝐆𝐄: twenty-two 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑: cis woman 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐒: she / her 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: bisexual biromantic 𝐙𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐂: gemini sun, pisces moon, capricorn asc 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄: staten island, ny 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐍: staten island, ny 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄: new york city, ny 𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: reality star / influencer with a podcast akin to “call her daddy” called hot stuff 𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐋: graduated high school, went to parson’s school of design for a BFA in fine arts but never completed her degree

*+.. 𝘽𝙄𝙊𝙂𝙍𝘼𝙋𝙃𝙔 𝙎𝙐𝙈𝙈𝘼𝙍𝙔 ↴

youngest daughter to high-profile lawyer, victor romero ( think og rob kardashian ) and plastic surgeon to the rich and famous, irene romero. her sister, isabella, is an a-famed journalist and new york time’s best selling author. and sofia is... well the family disappointment

her parents are rather cold and calculating people that didn’t exactly create a welcoming environment for creativity and self-expression in their home. and sofia pretty much broke every single expectation they had for her, leaving them without any idea on how to properly parent her. so she grew up rather independent and distant from her family

her one true passion is art-- particularly painting. hanging out in her school’s art room was her favorite thing in the world. most of her middle and high school years were spent competing in art competitions and earning awards for her work. by the end of her high school career, she had a promising future as an artist with an acceptance to a good arts school in the city secure

but creating art at a collegiate level among other future professionals was a lot different than high school UIL competitions. sofia struggled with feeling less talented and capable than her peers which hurt her self-esteem and put a damper on her dreams. it was at this low point during her junior year in college that an opportunity of a lifetime was presented to her

she was approached by one of the producers of love island usa with a casting opportunity. going on a reality tv show was honestly never something that sofia saw herself doing. but she figured she didn’t have much else to lose ?? and it could be fun ?? so basically she said YOLO and auditioned for the show, resulting in her being cast as a season 1 islander babyyyy

long story short: love island was fun as hell. she did in fact find love, was a fan favorite, and won the whole damn show. she and her boyfriend moved in together shortly after becoming $100,000 richer. and you would think that a couple strong enough to win love island would be together forever, right? HA

it basically ended up in disaster for sofia with her finding out he cheated on her and had her out here looking STUPID. she was truly heartbroken considering they had been in the talks of engagement. but what can ya do?

she’s done many different side jobs in hopes of staying relevant in the media but her most successful endeavor so far is her podcast. it’s basically the “call her daddy” podcast where she shares stories about love, sex, relationships, and hook-up culture in nyc. it can get very raunchy and she’s definitely exposed herself more than anyone probably should ??? but it’s fun and it keeps her name in the headlines

safe to say her parents only had to hear one episode of the podcast to decide that they were beyond disappointed in her. they’re on the brink of disowning her at this point, which would sever what little connection she has to her family + make her lose access to her trust fund. but she’s trying not to stress about it since she makes her own money now

*+.. 𝙒𝘼𝙉𝙏𝙀𝘿 𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙉𝙀𝘾𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉𝙎 ↴

pls if anyone is down, give me a co-host for her podcast. they could just be two best friends sharing stories of their crazy lives & wildest hook-up experiences. i’d love to see it

i think it could be interesting if she had an ex that she was dating before going on love island. like imagine if she broke up with them to go on the show ??? and they hadn’t talked since but they had to watch her move on, publicly on tv. and frankly, it could be karma that her relationship from that show ended badly. idk there’s just potential drama there and the chance for her ex before the show to laugh in her face, which is deserved probs

on the platonic side of things: pls gimme best friends, maybe a roommate, party buddies, good influence, bad influence, childhood friends, confidant, adventure buddies, family friends

on the romantic side of things: other exes on good terms or bad terms, current friends with benefits, past hook-up that she may or may not have talked about on the podcast ( either fondly or derogatory ), tinder matches, enemies with benefits, crush, will they / won’t they

other fun ideas could be: enemies, rivals, someone she’s had as a guest on the podcast, frenemies, friends of friends that haven’t had the chance to bond on their own but they always run into each other, neighbors, they know each other from social media and they hype each other’s instagram selfies or whatever but haven’t met in person yet, ex-friends, pr enemies that actually get along really great in person but are always beefing on social media for the clout

[ahoyhairington]

Steve Harrington as a dad: Headcanons

Warnings: dad!Steve, pregnancy, mentions of smut, childbirth, fluff, angst

Word Count: 3k

A/N: I’m back with more dad!Steve content! Hope you enjoy. Feel free to leave a comment or some feedback to let me know if you liked it! Reblogs/likes/comments are always appreciated.

As soon as you and Steve had enough money, you left Hawkins

You didn’t see anything there for you anymore and you wanted to escape the haunting memories of the events that took place there

You both moved somewhere more populated, like Indianapolis

You settle on a small, white house in a suburban neighborhood that has baby blue shutters and a decently sized backyard

It’s not much but it was perfect for the two of you

Plus, being as young as you were there weren’t many places willing to let you move in

You also didn’t want to ask Steve’s parents for money, because Steve refused to be tied to them in any way

You do everything yourself like moving furniture, painting walls, decorating the living room

It’s a bonding experience in and of itself and you both almost killed each other at least seven times because of how overworked and annoyed you both got

As soon as you get comfortable you immediately adopt a dog

It’s a puppy from a local shelter with two different colored eyes and it immediately falls in love with Steve

(It’s also lowkey gives Steve baby fever but we’ll get to that later)

The puppy is the cutest thing you’ve ever seen and literally becomes Steve’s best friend

They’re always playing together and if Steve is gone for too long they mope around the house like he’s abandoned them

They also love to sleep on Steve, even after they’ve quadrupled in size and are far too heavy to be laying on anyone’s lap

You always come home to both of them napping on the couch

Steve jokes around that one day the dog will crush him but he secretly loves it

Okay anyways back to baby fever

One day, you’re both outside enjoying your evening walk in the neighborhood with your then puppy when they see your neighbor’s kids playing in the yard

They freak out and take off running and the leash accidentally slips out of Steve’s grip

When Steve gets to them, they’ve tackled the poor toddler to the ground

Steve’s like “Oh shit oh my god I’m fucked my dog is attacking a kid” but really the toddler is laughing and squealing and she loves your pup’s kisses so much

Obviously, you both apologize to their mom that was outside watching them from the porch 

She plays it off and isn’t mad at all and says that they saw you guys walking the other day and her kid freaked out and wanted to play with them but she told them no so she’s glad they finally got to “meet”

When you approach her, you realize she’s holding another small baby, a baby boy, clearly only a few months old

Steve internally is losing his shit because he’s never really been around babies but has always thought they were the most precious things ever

After that, Steve uses your dog as bait to see your neighbor’s kids more

Eventually, you become close with them and Steve is always chatting it up with the toddler girl and bringing her home treats

He plays dress up with her all of the time and they call each other “Prince” and “Princess”

You jabbed at him once saying he’d gotten too soft and he successfully played it off but internally that’s when he realized he wanted a baby of his own

One that looked like the perfect combination of you and him

Steve always thought kids were for people that settled, but now his mind had changed

The kids’ mom loves you both and thinks of you as her own children, so she learned to trusts you very deeply

Which means you’re the one she goes to one day when she has to abruptly leave the house for the day

At first, you regret saying yes because you thought your days as a “babysitter” were over

But seeing Steve come through the door with a 4-year-old girl that adored him leeched onto his leg and a 7-month-old swaddled in his arms Does Things To You

Since the girl is better acquainted with Steve, you let him take her while you stayed on infant duty

You heard them in your spare bedroom

Steve using different voices to impersonate different characters of the game they’re playing

He got more dramatic each time he realized she laughed louder when he did

It made your heart swooooon

But so did Steve’s when he finally got the girl to lay down for a nap and he came to sit with you in the living room only to find you passed out as well with the snoozing baby boy on your chest

You looked so peaceful and natural and Steve couldn’t help but take note at how that’s what you would look like holding his baby one day 

The second their mom picks them up, Steve is already scheming up a plan to babysit them again

Okay now onto the actual pregnancy lmao

You’d been feeling sick for a few days now

It’s a nauseous feeling that never really goes away but you just thought you caught the virus that was going around at your work

It wasn’t until Steve made a poor “Are you sure you’re not pregnant?” joke one morning when you were throwing up into the toilet that it even crossed your mind

When you were finally able to get into the doctor’s office, they confirmed it for you

You were pregnant and you didn’t know whether to be overjoyed or terrified

You loved kids and, clearly, so did Steve but how would he feel about raising one of his own?

That night you came home and threw your stuff down, clearly exhausted from hearing such life-changing news

Steve heats you banging stuff around so he goes to see what’s wrong

When you see him you start crying and collapse into his arms and he’s just standing in the kitchen holding you up by your shoulders

He finally coaxes it out of you and gets you to tell him what was bothering you but you being pregnant was the last thing he expected to hear

In theory, he’s overjoyed but in reality, he’s scared

Not only because you’re clearly upset about having a baby and he thinks you don’t want it as much as him but also because he never thought this would be a situation he’d be in

He holds you close for the rest of the night, kissing your forehead and reassuring you that everything will work out and that having a baby isn’t necessarily such a bad thing

You eventually warm up to the idea of having a mini-Steve or a mini-you running around the house and Steve is so relieved and then only gets more enthusiastic about it

He’s literally the perfect partner to have when you’re pregnant

He’s always pampering you and making sure you’re as comfortable as you can be

When he joins you on the couch, he doesn’t even ask he’ll just grab your feet and swing them into his lap and start massaging them and talk to you like it’s nothing

Watches whatever shitty movie you want without putting up a fight

Doesn’t say anything when you get emotional at dumb stuff because of your hormones

(You cried when the dog died in a movie and even though Steve wanted to laugh at you, he just laid there massaging your back until you calmed down)

I also think Steve would grow a lil tummy of his own during your pregnancy

Your cravings are weird and you eat a lot so naturally, Steve joins in which means he gets a little softer in the middle

Steve hates it but it’s really cute and fun to lay on at night

Speaking of bellies, Steve is obsessed with yours

When you start showing, it’s impossible for Steve to keep his hands off of you 

He’s always got to have a hand on your stomach

Whether it’s you laying in between his legs on the couch with his arms around your bump or just having his thumb brush over it under the table when you’re at dinner with friends

It’s just a little reminder for himself that his lil bub is in there

(I also think he looooves fucking you when you’re pregnant but I don’t have time to talk about that rn)

He could sit and feel the baby kick for HOURS

He thinks it’s the most entertaining thing in the world to draw shapes on your belly and wait for the baby to react by kicking

You have to tell him to knock it off constantly because it makes the baby push on your bladder and then you have to pee three times more than you already do

He likes to use pillow-talk at night to talk about what you think your baby will be like

He’s always wondering what kind of kid they will be and what kind of music they’re gonna like and whether or not they’ll inherit his untamable hair

(They definitely do c’mon now let’s not kid ourselves)

I think he gets really anxious for a while over if he’ll be able to handle being a dad

His own father wasn’t the best example and he swears up and down that he won’t be like him but there’s always the “what if” in the back of his mind

The last thing he wants is for his child to despise their parents the way he does his own 

I don’t think he’d bring it up until you coax it out of him, though

You find him out of bed one night standing in the nursery you had both just put together that afternoon and he’s just staring at the crib with a solemn look on his face

You rub his back and finally get him to talk and he just starts crying because he’s kept it bottled up for so long

Steve’s parents were always a touchy subject with him so you know that his emotions and fear are high for a reason

You bring him back to bed and big spoon him for the only time throughout your entire pregnancy

You don’t really mold well together because of your bump but Steve likes it better that way anyway

The rest of the night is spent with you running your fingers through his hair, pressing small kisses to his bare shoulders, and quietly reassuring him that everything will be fine

And it is

Ok let’s move on to when the baby is actually born

Steve goes into panic panic mode when your water breaks

He’s running around in all directions trying to make sure you guys remembered to pack everything and he kinda just forgets that you’re sitting there on the couch covered in amniotic fluid waiting for him to help you get up

You’re like “Steve the baby isn’t coming for like at least 12 hours will you please just help me put my shoes on it’s not that serious”

He holds your hand the entire time at the hospital when you’re pushing even though he thinks you might have broken his pinky

He tries to convince you to let him look at the baby as it’s coming out and you finally agree but when he takes one look at your baby’s head poking through he’s like “yeah no that was definitely a bad idea” 

When he actually sees the baby for the first time as he cuts the umbilical cord he criiiiies 

Like a whole lot

He loved them so much when they were in your belly but now they’re alive and kicking and screaming and not just something for Steve to fantasize about

I see Steve as being a girl dad, so let’s say it ends up being a girl

For some reason, I feel like he’d want to name her something kinda weird but still cute

Something like Violet or Brogan or Aria or Phoebe or Rey

She’d look just like Steve with crazy brown hair and brown eyes

He’s obsessed with her and refuses to put her down

He has absolutely no problem taking baby duty on at night because that just means more quality time with his baby girl

Every time she cries it breaks his heart even though he knows she’s just hungry or needs a diaper change

He learns that he sleeps better with her laying on his chest

And so does she

She loves her daddy and it’s the cutest! thing! ever!

(Just the sight of Steve napping with her squishy cheeks scrunched up on his chest is enough to make you want to have another baby real mf quick)

Steve is always taking pictures of her

Which means you’re always in them too

They’re always candids that you think are going to look stupid and you hate when he does it but later on down the line when your kids are all grown up they love seeing how badass and attractive their parents were and you forgive him for all of the times you yelled at him about it

There’re ones of you passed out while breastfeeding (a common occurrence Steve finds absolutely adorable), ones of you looking sleep-deprived as hell while you’re rocking her, ones of you covered in vomit while holding her at arm's length

You get him back by taking like 1,000 pics of her yanking on his precious hair and random ones of the two of them passed out on the couch sleeping in the same exact position as each other with their arm up over their head

(When she’s older and her friends see the pics they develop the fattest crush on him)

((But bold of me to assume he wouldn’t already be the biggest dilf))

The kids are sooo excited to meet her and she ends up loving them as well

The first person Steve called when the baby was born was Dustin and after that, they immediately made plans to have Robin drive them to come visit you as soon as possible

They’re absolutely smitten over her and they keep telling you guys over and over how proud they are of you

(It makes Steve cry but only later that night after they leave)

You joke with them about how you babysat them and kept them out of trouble for so long so now it’s their turn to do the babysitting

Which they never mind because your baby is just too damn cute!

Robin still teases him about, “What’s she gonna think when she finds out her dad is a big ol DOOFUS?!” but Steve doesn’t take it personally anymore and finds it endearing

I see Steve as being his baby’s best friend

He’s always trying to get her to smile and play with her and he’s the exact opposite of most dads that sit around and expect the moms to do all of the work

He’s super involved with her and always wants to make sure she’s having a good time

He takes her to the park with your dog to walk a lot

And every single person that passes by you three gushes over her and congratulates you on making such a beautiful baby and having a perfect family

It makes Steve feel so good to be validated for stuff like that because he knows it’s true

Speaking of the dog

The dog LOVES HER

They’re super protective of her and bark at anyone that gets too close to her until Steve calms them down

Your daughter loves to nap on the dog’s belly and have them give her kisses

You also have a lot of pictures of them growing older together

When she takes her first steps, it’s when Steve is home alone with her

He’s sitting on the couch watching tv while she plays in the floor with her toys like she always does 

Steve wasn’t really paying attention until he realized he stopped hearing the rattle of her favorite shaker

When he looks down he sees her propped up on the coffee table and starting to take off from it

He realizes she’s about to start walking and loses his shit

He cheers her on and calls for her to come to daddy and she manages to take three or four steps before falling into his arms

Steve immediately picks her up and throws her into the air and covers her in kisses and tells her how proud he is of her and he can’t wait for mama to get home so she can see what she did

Her first word is also ‘papa’ and it makes Steve cry too

She’s such a daddy’s girl and you’re so relieved because of how worried Steve was over whether or not he’d be a good dad

She’s always bubbly and happy and Steve always looks forward to coming home from work, because even if he has the shittiest day possible he knows seeing her smiling face light up as soon as he walks in the door makes the whole day worth it

He’s always getting sentimental over everything she does because he wants to give her the world and he’s so proud of the little human he helped create and raise

Before she’s even a year old Steve is already talking about having another

You laugh in his face like “yeah right” but then you realize he’s serious

You tell him that you want to wait until she’s at least 2 so you can give her the right amount of attention while she still needs it

Literally the night of her second birthday party after all of the guests leave and the decorations have been taken down and your daughter is in bed in a sugar coma, Steve does his best seductive walk to your bed to try to rile you up

“You said wait until she’s two,” he said while breathing down your neck, peppering kisses along the sensitive skin, “She’s two now. So, are you ready to try again?”

[iheartkyloren]

Teaser+

“Can you fly with those?” A middle-school-aged boy calls across the street as Rey walks out of the coffee shop with Ben.

“Ignore them, Ben. Kids, you know. You were that age once.” Her eyes scold him as he glares angrily at the kid until his attention returns to her.

Meant to be of comfort Rey, gives him a warm smile. Unfortunately, it doesn’t stifle Ben from smoothing his hair down with saliva-covered fingers. The ends reaching halfway between his ears and chin, it isn’t quite long enough to cover them all the way. He started growing his hair out at the beginning of summer. Now fall it’s still not long enough, but Rey is rather fond of his ears anyway. Has been for years, finding them endearing and unique only to him. Ben is simply a unique guy with a large, almost awkward nose to go with his rather large ears, but truthfully, everything about Ben is over-sized. Being his next door neighbor, Rey may have snuck a peek or two over the years through their windows that happen to face each other across a narrow gap between their houses.

Once the skinny, gangling boy with a terrible haircut he’s grown to be a handsome young man with a body hard as the brick walls their houses are held together by. A couple of years spent in the gym will do that to a guy. His pectoral muscles put her breast size to shame. In truth, he knew he had to do something to make himself feel better, even so, he occasionally gets teased. Rey reaches up and gives a gentle tug on his left earlobe, the one she is softly considering sucking between her lips if she were tall enough to reach.

“Leave the lil’ guy alone.” She giggles at his frown.

“I wasn’t as cruel at that age. I should go over and show him why he shouldn’t make fun of strangers.” Flipping the kid off, he allows Rey to redirect him down the sidewalk. “What a little asshole.”

“Ben, he’s a child!” She laughs at his shrug. “Let’s just get home.”

Home where she can say goodbye to her neighbor friend who isn’t a real friend, but also not, not a friend. Not really sure what he is, it doesn’t make a difference when she spies on him. A bit possessive of him, having watched how the neighborhood kids treated him at times, but she doesn’t have any claim on him. He’s two years older and in community college while she finishes up her senior year of high school a year later than she should have. They have only more recently become friendly towards each other again. For a few years he didn’t talk to her much because it added to his teasing with a diminutive, young girl defending him, but now that she is a little more developed with slim curves, and an obvious but small bosom. She doesn’t have to wear a bra under her tank tops, so she is quite okay with it. What matters is he sees her now more as a young woman than the little girl next door.

It’s quite possible that he’s been flirting with her as they’ve spent a few moments together here or there, walking to and from their collective schools located down the street from each other. A college man walking her home, she’s good with it, but she can’t be certain that he isn’t just being friendly with his generic touches on her shoulder and pats on the back. Utilizing those times to respond and feel all the work he has put into his body, that frankly makes her quiver a bit, imagining how someone his size could fit inside of her petite body. There has to be a way that works, because she is bound and determined she is going to let him fuck her into infinity sometime hopefully, in the near future. He has to, she has saved herself for him, he just doesn’t know it yet.

“You alright there?”

His question brings her out of her thoughts to realize she has pulled her thighs together a bit, making her walk a tad strange. But the pressure helps her imagine him invading that part of her crushed between her legs. The friction a yummy sensation to wait for him by.

“Oh, I stepped on a rock back there.” She motions over her shoulder casually with a grin.

Jesus, help me, he doesn’t see what’s happening to me. I need him to fuck me one of these days, I only need time to convince his respectful ass.

Walking it off, she hopes she isn’t contracting a blush. Or maybe that would be a good segue to her long developing crush on him. The crush that lead her to have her first orgasm rubbing herself with her hand, wishing it were him after watching a porno at a friend’s house. It’s hard to mimic the idea of his hands doing it for her seeing as they could palm a basketball like she can a tennis ball. A giant to her slim frame, they don’t make any sense physically. God, she has every intention of making it work though. It’s all she has ever imagined, her with Ben and his hands all over her body.

“Why do you always look at me like that?” His smirk bleeds a warmth across her cheeks.

“I don’t look at you in any way,” she defends.

“Rey, you are blushing so hard right now. What is with you these last few weeks? Are you getting sick?” He places the back of his hand to her forehead jokingly.

“Of course not.”

It is a warm enough fall day to blame it on the weather, but he already knows how easily chilled she becomes preferring the warmer days of summer. He has always thought she was crazy for it, but her skin is beautifully kissed with freckles and an everlasting glow because of it.

“Do you have a lot of homework tonight?”

“As always.”

“You can always ask for help, I’m right next door,” he offers with a smile.

“I don’t need help, but thank you.”

“Alright if you insist.” His hand glides quickly over her lower back before he heads up the path to his house, giving her a lovely view of his ass in his jeans. “Oh hey, Rey, next time a guy asks you to spend time with him, toss him a bone why don’t ya.”

Bowing her head to hide her embarrassment she runs up the steps from the main sidewalk to the path to her own house. Giving him a wave goodbye. This is a tasty new development.

“Rey?” Her name has a different distinction to it. “Same time tonight?”

Pulse throbbing in the middle of her chest with the sound of her heart pounding, she watches him standing on his porch, her mouth half-open. “What?”

“You know what I am talking about. Nine o’ clock almost every night. I’ve seen you, but if I keep letting you, you know I’m going to need something in return?”

Keep letting me? Something in return? What’s that sound in his voice?

“Ben Solo, are you blackmailing me?” Rey asks incredulously.

“Maybe, if you think you might be up for it.” His cheeks burn a bright red color.

“We’ll see.”

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Rey has grown up with a hardcore, stalker-worthy crush on the lumbering neighbor Ben Solo. Panties permanently soaked through at the very thought of his touch she would do anything for him to want her too. When Ben grows enough courage to give Rey a chance things get weird fast. Every orgasm is a new adventure connecting them between two universes through touch...

What is the binding agent that makes it all so real? or are they only dreaming?

A/U in a modern setting that has insets of cannon-divergent Star Wars Sequel Trilogy timeframe.

Story bounces between modern Ben x Rey and SW Kylo x Empress Rey for a taste of both worlds. 

Mature/ Erotic/ Fluff/ Angst

Incomplete- WIP

Word Count- 32,398

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