#i love him so much my babyyy my babyyy this is stunning

[23victoria]

Could You Be Loved

lewis hamilton x wife!reader, lewis hamilton x fem!reader

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authors note: been obsessed of that video of him laying down after the race and listen to could you be loved!! he’s p2 in quali today!!! i pray he gets p1 tm!! this was fun to do!!

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The roar of engines reverberates through the stands as you watch Lewis race, your heart pounding with every turn and overtake. The energy of the crowd is electrifying, and you can't help but be swept up in the excitement. Your eyes are glued to the track, following Lewis's car as he expertly maneuvers his way through the race. The final lap comes to a thrilling close, and when he crosses the finish line in third place, you jump to your feet, cheering at the top of your lungs.

The podium celebration is a whirlwind of emotions. You watch Lewis stand tall, his face beaming with pride as he sprays champagne and accepts his trophy. The crowd's applause is deafening, but all you can think about is how proud and happy you are for him. As the celebration winds down, you make your way through the throngs of people, eager to see him.

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Finally, you spot him, still basking in the afterglow of his victory. He sees you and his face lights up even more. You run to him, throwing your arms around his neck as he lifts you off the ground in a joyful embrace.

"I'm so proud of you!" you exclaim, planting a kiss on his cheek.

Lewis grins, setting you down but keeping you close. "Thank you, love. I couldn't have done it without you."

You pull back slightly, a mischievous glint in your eye. "I have a surprise for you."

His eyebrows raise in curiosity. "A surprise? What is it?"

"You'll see," you reply with a playful smile.

After the race, you and Lewis head to the airport. He’s clearly puzzled but goes along with it, his curiosity growing with each passing moment. You board a private plane, and as you settle into your seats, he turns to you with an amused smile.

"Where are we going?" he asks.

"You'll see," you repeat, enjoying the anticipation.

The flight is smooth and quick, filled with light conversation and shared excitement. As the plane begins its descent, Lewis looks out the window, his eyes widening as he recognizes the coastline.

"Is this... Jamaica?" he asks, turning to you with a mix of surprise and delight.

You nod, a big smile spreading across your face. "Yes. You always spoil me, buy me things, and take me on trips. I thought it was my turn."

Lewis's expression softens, his eyes filled with love and gratitude. "You did all this for me?"

You nod again, feeling a warm glow in your heart. "I wanted to do something special for you. You deserve it."

He pulls you into a tender kiss, his lips lingering on yours as if to express just how much this means to him. "Thank you," he whispers against your lips. "This is incredible."

You both disembark and head to your villa, a stunning beachfront property with a breathtaking view of the ocean. The moment you step inside, you feel the excitement of the adventure that awaits.

The sun rises over the pristine shores of Jamaica, casting a golden hue across the turquoise waters. As you stretch and open your eyes, you feel the warmth of the Caribbean sun seeping through the curtains of your cozy beachfront bungalow. Next to you, Lewis stirs, his face breaking into a sleepy smile as he meets your gaze. Today is the start of an adventure, a day filled with surfing, scuba diving, and the joy of being together in one of the most beautiful places on earth.

You two start your morning with a leisurely breakfast on the veranda. The ocean breeze carries the scent of saltwater and tropical flowers as you enjoy fresh fruit, pastries, and the best coffee you've ever tasted. You can't help but feel a surge of happiness as you look out at the crystal-clear water, knowing that soon you'll be out there, riding the waves with Lewis by your side.

After breakfast, you head down to the beach where surfboards await. Lewis, with his boundless energy and enthusiasm, eagerly helps you carry the boards to the water’s edge. The sand is warm beneath your feet, and the sound of the waves crashing gently against the shore fills the air. You can see the excitement in Lewis's eyes, his love for adventure and the ocean mirroring your own.

With a few quick lessons from a friendly local instructor, you're ready to hit the waves. Lewis is a seasoned surfer as he rides his first wave with ease. You watch, cheering him on, before taking your own board and paddling out. The feeling of catching your first wave is exhilarating, and the look of pride on Lewis's face as he watches you succeed is even more rewarding.

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The hours fly by as you both ride wave after wave, laughing and cheering each other on. There are a few tumbles and wipeouts, but each one is met with laughter and encouragement. By the time you finally decide to take a break, you're both exhilarated and exhausted, ready for the next part of your adventure.

After a quick lunch at a beachside café, where you enjoy fresh seafood and tropical drinks, it's time for scuba diving. You've both been looking forward to this, eager to explore the vibrant underwater world of Jamaica. As you board the boat that will take you to the dive site, you feel a mix of excitement and a little bit of nervousness.

Lewis, ever the reassuring presence, holds your hand and gives it a comforting squeeze. "It's going to be amazing," he says, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Just think about all the incredible things we're going to see down there."

The dive instructor gives you a thorough briefing, making sure you're both comfortable with the equipment and the plan for the dive. As you slip into the cool, clear water and begin your descent, the world above fades away, replaced by the mesmerizing beauty of the coral reef below.

The underwater world is even more breathtaking than you imagined. Vibrant coral formations in every color imaginable stretch out before you, teeming with life. Schools of tropical fish dart around, their bright colors flashing in the sunlight that filters down from above. You spot a graceful sea turtle gliding by, and Lewis points excitedly, his eyes wide with wonder.

Exploring the reef together feels like discovering a hidden paradise. You and Lewis swim side by side, sharing silent moments of awe and wonder. Every now and then, you reach out to each other, a gentle touch to share the experience. The beauty of the underwater world and the presence of Lewis make it a magical, unforgettable experience.

As you surface and climb back onto the boat, you both can’t stop smiling. The boat ride back to shore is filled with excited chatter about everything you saw and experienced. You lean against Lewis, feeling the warmth of his skin and the happiness of being together in this incredible place.

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Back on land, you spend the afternoon exploring the local town, wandering through colorful markets and charming streets. You sample local treats, browse for souvenirs, and take countless photos to capture the memories. The locals are friendly and welcoming, and you find yourselves chatting with them, learning about their lives and the rich culture of Jamaica.

As the sun begins to set, painting the sky in shades of pink and orange, you return to your bungalow to freshen up for dinner. Tonight, you've planned something special: a candlelit dinner on the beach. The restaurant has set up a private table right by the water, complete with flickering candles and soft, romantic music.

When you arrive, hand in hand, the scene is like something out of a dream. The gentle sound of the waves provides the perfect backdrop as you're led to your table. The waitstaff is attentive, bringing you a delicious array of dishes made from fresh, local ingredients. Each bite is a taste of paradise, and you savor every moment.

As you finish your meal, the strains of "Could You Be Loved" by Bob Marley begin to play. The familiar, soothing melody fills the air, and you feel a rush of emotions. Lewis stands and extends his hand, a loving smile on his face. "Dance with me?" he asks softly.

You take his hand, and he leads you onto the sand. The candlelight flickers around you, and the world seems to fade away as you move together to the rhythm of the music. With each step, you feel the love and connection between you growing stronger. Lewis holds you close, his eyes locked on yours, and you can see the depth of his feelings in his gaze.

"I love you," he whispers, his voice filled with emotion. "More than anything in this world. You've made every moment of this trip unforgettable, and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you."

Tears fill your eyes as you look at him, overwhelmed by the intensity of your feelings. "I love you too, Lewis," you reply, your voice trembling with emotion. "You've brought so much joy and adventure into my life. I can't imagine doing any of this without you."

You continue to dance, lost in each other's embrace, as the song plays on. The stars shine brightly above, and the world seems to stand still, just for the two of you. In that moment, everything feels perfect – the beauty of the setting, the love you share, and the promise of many more adventures to come.

As the song ends, you linger in each other's arms, reluctant to let go of the magic of the moment. The night is still young, and there's so much more to explore and experience together. But for now, you simply hold each other, grateful for the love and the memories you've created in this beautiful place.

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The next morning, you wake up early again, eager to make the most of your time in Jamaica. Today, you've planned a hike through the lush, tropical rainforest to a hidden waterfall. With a packed picnic and a sense of adventure, you set off hand in hand.

The hike is a beautiful journey through dense foliage, vibrant with the sounds of exotic birds and the rustling of leaves. You and Lewis take your time, stopping to marvel at the incredible diversity of plants and animals around you. Along the way, you share stories, laugh at each other's jokes, and feel a deep sense of connection with nature and each other.

When you finally reach the waterfall, the sight takes your breath away. Crystal-clear water cascades down into a serene pool, surrounded by lush greenery. It's like stepping into a tropical paradise, and you can hardly believe you're here.

Lewis grins and tugs you towards the water. "Let's go for a swim!" he says, his excitement contagious.

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You quickly change into your swimsuits and wade into the cool, refreshing water. Swimming beneath the waterfall is an exhilarating experience, the powerful rush of water cascading around you. You and Lewis splash and play, laughing like children, completely lost in the joy of the moment.

After your swim, you find a sunny spot on the rocks to enjoy your picnic. The simple meal tastes incredible in this beautiful setting, and you savor every bite. As you relax and soak up the sun, Lewis wraps his arm around you, pulling you close.

"This has been the best vacation ever," he says, his voice filled with contentment. "Every moment with you is perfect."

You smile and snuggle closer, feeling the same way. "I couldn't agree more. I feel so lucky to be here with you."

The rest of the day is spent exploring more of the rainforest, discovering hidden trails and breathtaking viewpoints. Each new discovery feels like a shared secret, something special just for the two of you. By the time you make your way back to the bungalow, you're both exhausted but incredibly happy.

That evening, you decide to have a quiet night in. You order room service and enjoy a delicious dinner on your veranda, watching the stars twinkle above the ocean. The sound of the waves is soothing, and you feel a deep sense of peace and contentment.

As you sit together, Lewis takes your hand and looks into your eyes. "I love you more than words can say," he whispers. "Thank you for making this trip so unforgettable."

You smile, your heart full of love. "I love you too, Lewis. Thank you for being my adventure partner and the love of my life."

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JAY 박종성 - STUDIO WORK

MINORS DNI

Word Count: 1.2k

Genre: SMUT with a plot if you squint

Content. oral, teasing, degradation, teasing. and other stuff lmk what i missed

Overview: You get desperate when waiting for Jay to finish up in the studio.

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"Babe pleaseeee, i'm desperate." You pleaded to your boyfriend. You were just lounging on one of the little couches in his studio feeling.... excited... to say the least.

"I am almost done writing these lyrics, just wait like 15 more minutes" He demanded. You sigh loudly at these wounding words.

You pout a little while twirling your hair around your fingers. He had already been working for 5 hours while you just sit there bored out of your mind so of course your mind started to drift elsewhere. Daydreaming would be an understatement.

A great idea to soothe your needs pops into your mind. You sit up from the couch eagerly.

Wandering over to his chair, you stand behind him and start massaging his shoulders. He jumps a little bit but he soon gets used to it. It was relieving the pressure on his shoulders from his poor posture. He has no idea what you have is store for him.

"If this is your way of trying to seduce me, it's not going to work" Jay says

This didn't take away your determination though. You walk around the chair and climb to sit on his lap. You wrap your arms around him and rest your head on the crook of his neck and just sit there. The feeling of your hot breath repeatedly hitting the sensitive spots on his neck really turned him on. You run your fingers through his fluffy brown hair as he continues to work on his song. You couldn't contain your desire anymore.

     Subtlety, you begin leaving small pecks on his neck, which turned into kisses, and then to you sucking on his neck, leaving noticiable purplish marks.

"Babe" he scoffed, as if he were annoyed.

As much as he hates to admit it to himself, he is enjoying it. He wraps his large muscular arms around your waist and pulls you as close as possible to him then continues to work. You were getting tired of it and you gently grab his face with both of your hands and pull him into a passionate kiss. Instead of pulling away, you deepen the kiss. He doesn't seem to be too bothered because he's not doing anything to stop you.

     You rub your soft hands down his hickey covered neck, sending chills down his spine. He tries to insert his tongue leaving you to mindlessly open your mouth slightly, inviting him in.

Both of your tongues were exploring each others mouths and your hands exploring each others bodies. He caressed his big hands up and down your back slowly, giving you goosebumps.

You can feel his member growing in size underneath you so you decide to tease him. You grind your hips slowly across his tent, making him release a low groan. Continuing to rock your hips back and forth just made him yearn you more and more. But not only did you teasing him turn you on, the feeling of his clothed tip continuously brushing against your clit was only making you more needy.

"Ah yes baby keep doing t-that" he pleaded while gripping your love handles. This steamy exchange made you more than audacious. You stand up getting of his lap and walk back around the chair and start kissing his neck while reaching over, palming his clothed member.

He tries to hide his shaky breathing but it wasn't working. You turn his head and kiss his lips. You grab his hand, pulling him up from and chair and you lead him to the couch while you go to lock the door. He sits down on the end of the seat and you push him back, having him lie flat.

You slide down your pants, leaving your cute black pantiess exposed. You get on top of him sitting on his lap again and begin to kiss down his neck, to his collarbone. You pull part of his shirt down, allowing you to leave marks on his chest.

     "Sit on my face babyyy" he says out of the blue. You look at him with a stunned look, but you weren't one to disobey his orders. He grabs the band of your panties and pulls them down your legs. You tug at the bottom of his shirt, signaling you wanted to take it off him. He lifts his arms up and pull the shirt off over his head.

     He does the same thing right back to you. Tugging your shirt till you allowed him to take it off. No words were being exchanged, just looks and lustful implications.

     You turn around and slowly lower your pussy to be aligned with his tongue.  His face was being squished by your thighs, but that's the part he loved the most. He starts swirling his tongue around slowly, making you squirm a little bit. He reaches his arms up and unclips your bra, leaving you to take it off.

You pull the bra off, leaving you fully exposed. While he works wonders with his tongue, you place both of your hands on his rock hard torso for more control. He wraps your hands around your beautiful thighs and grips them continuing to slide his tongue between your folds.

Beautiful moans fall out of your mouth and the temperature of the room rises.

    "You taste so sweet, darling"

Using his torso for mobility, you unintentionally slowly grind your hips back and forth on his face, in sync with his tongue. You throw your head back in reaction to the unbelievable pleasure he is making you feel.

    "You're such a slut Y/N, I couldn't even finish my work because of you," he growls. His faux anger just makes you more and more hornier. He is so hot when he is angry.

   The protruding tent in his pants grabs your attention. Sliding your hands down his abs, you begin to softly tease him, palming him slowly while he works his mouth.

    He lets out small moans, which you can hear and feel due to the heat of his breath and the vibrations of his throat.

As you come up on your orgasm, you start whimpering and you grind on his face a little more intentionally this time. Your legs start shaking but he keeps them in place but gripping your thighs even tighter than he was previously.

"I'm so close Jay" you manage to say

"Let it all out for me baby"

     He flicks his tongue faster and sucks on your clit while you ride out your high. You couldn't stay still and your legs were still shaking uncontrollably. Loud moans spill from your mouth. You grip different parts of his body and parts of yours tense up from the pleasure.

     You let out small whimpers as you begin to dome down from your high.

      He lifts you off of him and pins your back against the seat of the couch, basically switching positions with you. He starts kissing you aggressively while resting his hand softly wrapped around your neck, mixing your wetness from his mouth with your saliva in your mouth.

   He pulls away and looks deeply into your eyes.

    "You better be happy now. Never do that again. I need to finish my work" he's pushing your shoulder back. He stands up and walks back over to his chair and starts working on the song again as if nothing ever happened.

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harryontour “Did anyone watch the football yesterday? Did Brazil win? Right, I couldn’t tell from all the shouting in the streets! They look quite good Brazil, don’t they? I watched it with my Brazilian brothers, we had a great time, Brazil is always a great time, right?” - Harry talking to the crowd at #LoveOnTourSaoPaulo

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[justsayuluvmetn]

haechan needy boyfriend

pairings → bf!haechan x afab!reader

warnings  →  18+, masturbation, oral (f receiving), use of mommy, slight dirty talk, mentions of somnophilia

word count  → 1.3k

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The bedroom you and Haechan shared was dim. You were snuggled into your blankets, sound asleep, as Haechan flipped through the pages of his book.

After finishing his last chapter for the night, he put the book to the side and propped himself up on his elbow as he watched you sleep. He doesn't realize it, but he does this often. Looking at you sleeping peacefully next to him makes him feel at ease. While keeping his gaze on you, Haechan flickers the lamp off and lies next to you.

"You’re so pretty. Even when you sleep." Haechan whispers as he plants a soft kiss on your forehead.

Turning over to scroll through his phone one last time before he goes to sleep, he notices a post from a friend of yours. It was a throwback post from the beach trip the group took last summer. When Haechan's eyes found you wearing the bikini you wore that day, he instantly bit his lip. He remembers exactly how he felt. You looked stunning. Haechan found himself hiding in the water most of the day to hide his erection from you. Sadly, it was before the two of you were dating, so he obviously couldn’t tell you how sexy he found you in the bikini you had on.

Haechan stared at the photo a little longer, feeling his cock harden as the dirty thoughts clouded his mind. The more he thought about it, he realized that it had been two weeks since you two had sex. Haechan didn't let that affect him until this very moment. Suddenly, he needs your attention. He desperately misses your touch.

Rolling over onto his stomach, Haechan turns his head towards you as he slowly starts rocking his hips into the mattress. Biting his lip to suppress the soft whimpers trying to leave his mouth. Grinding into the mattress, pretending it was you. Soon these thoughts become difficult, causing him to turn on his back. Using his finger to draw circles around his tip, he teased himself. Haechan's whimpers become less suppressed.

"Does that feel good, baby?" You asked as you shifted to rub your eyes. Surprising him in the process.

"Oh- Y/N. I’m Sorry. It feels too good. I’m going to cum soon." Haechan moans back to you. You reach out your hand to stop him. Groaning, he looks deep into your eyes while sticking out his lip.

"You woke me up." You began. "Babyyy, I’m sorry. I just got so turned on by a photo of you, and it made me miss you so so so much." Cutting off a whining Haechan, you looked him in the eye sincerely.

"Ohhh, I see. Do you need my attention? Do you miss me or the way I touch you?" You ask mockingly. "I-I miss both, but I need to touch you." He tells you.

"Is that what you were thinking about when you were touching yourself?" cocking an eyebrow at him, he shook his head in return. "I was thinking about teasing you while you were... sleeping." He got quieter as he reached the end of his sentence. Despite that, you heard him loud and clear. You loved when Haechan took control, which is why you haven’t had sex. As much as you love dominating him, you miss being touched by him. The two-week break was your silent protest to get Haechan to make a move on you. It felt like forever to you, but it finally worked.

"Hyuck.. Baby, we talked about this before. You always have my consent. There's a reason we have a safe word, and I’ll use it if need be." You took his face in your hands when he gave you a look of embarrassment. "Don’t be embarrassed now." Your thumbs glide over his cheeks as you lean in to kiss his soft lips.

Haechan pulls you onto his lap, causing you to deepen the kiss. Tugging at his hair, you begin to roll your hips, and Haechan lets out a loud groan. Pulling away, Haechan looks deep into your eyes. "I want to touch you so bad. Please let me play with you." He pleads.

Biting your lip, you pretend to consider his proposal. Of course you want him to touch you, but deep down, you still want control over him. "Only if you beg for it. I don’t know if you deserve it considering you woke me up at 2am to your pathetic moans." While it’s true that his moans were pathetic, they were also so pretty.

"Please let me touch you. Please." His begging was almost as pathetic as his moans. "You’re going to have to do better than that Hyuckie."

"Please, I promise to make you feel good, baby; please let me touch you." You roll your eyes, but really all you want is to rip your clothes off and let him get to work. "Are you even trying?" Haechan looks at you with hunger. Pulling you into a deep kiss, using one hand to keep your head still and the other to play with your already hard nipples. A small whimper leaves your lips.

Pressing his forehead against yours, he said, "See? I know how to make Mommy feel good. Don’t I?" You gulp at the name. He’s never called you that before. Haechan chuckles at you. "It looks like I was right."

Snaking your arms around his neck as you pull him back into another deep, lustful kiss, you say, "So make Mommy feel good, baby." Grinning widely, Haechan flips you onto your back.

Moving to the bottom of the mattress, Haechan pushes your legs apart. "You look so good waiting like this, Mommy. I could cum just from looking at your pretty pussy." Your stomach churned as Haechan bent down to press kisses along your stomach. "H-hyuckie, why are you teasing me?" You pout. He looks up at you but only smiles and continues on his way down to your heat. You let out a quiet groan when his lips leave your body. Taking his index finger lightly to your clit, you jerk forward at the new sensation. "What a slut. Making me beg, but you react like that to the slightest touch. Maybe you should beg." Haechan suggests.

Your eyes grow wide, not expecting him to say that. He’s full of surprises tonight, but so are you. "Hyuck, please touch me. Please, only you can make me feel this good. I need you to touch my pussy. I’m so wet for you, Hyuck. Don’t you want a taste?" You pout at a taken-back Haechan.

You were soaking. Haechan knew you were right when you said you were wet for him. You threw your head back as Haechan easily caved into your begging. He lightly blew on your wet clit leading you to sharply inhale, but you let out a breathy moan as he connected his tongue to your clit. While his tongue laps at your clit he looks up at you with big eyes through his eyelashes.

"You look so pretty like this, Hyuck." You praise him, using your hand to push his head down. He doesn’t stop what he’s doing, but you can see his cheeks begin to flush pink. Throwing your head back with closed eyes, you moan. "F-fuck Hyuckie, that feels so good, I’m going to cum." Taking fistfuls of his hair as he sucks tightly on your clit. "Cum on my tongue, Y/N. Please, baby, let me taste you, remember?"

Even in this moment, he’ll still beg you.

His tongue may be making you moan, but his words are what caused the tight knot in your stomach to explode all over Haechan's pretty face. Breathing heavily, you sit up to kiss him tasting yourself. "That felt so good, Hyuckie." You smiled softly.

[gavinsmg24]

That’s so frustrating princess. First off I’m just now realizing that your 2 hours behind than me not 1 behind anymore. Hehe. It’s 9:21 as I type this. Your posts came thru at 8am my time hehe. Anyways back to you!

Wake up at 5 leave at 7am but you also cook and eat with him?! That’s nice to eat with them and maybe they “expect it” but that’s so unrealistic for him to not cook somedays now or like maybe just eat something simple and instead of him holding you up until he leaves you could just get ready and he could walk and talk if you wanted or something. Grrr. Just frustrating that just bcuz you have a job means you wake up at 5am and probably don’t even sleep until like 10pm or later idk. I’m sure you’ll make it work soon. But your right. Like. You have a job now! He works 3 hours or some shit. You work 8 with a 2 hour round trip drive. Like. Come on! I know your not that messy so I’m sure most of it is either dishes. Basic tidying or cleaning up whatever mess he makes! Not really I’m over exaggerating but still. And I’m not tryna rile you more. Just. Your right. That is a lot baby. I hope you can find a balance. You deserve to at least be able to get your rest and work out like you want to. Hopefully you aren’t expected to do everything forever. I love you so much. When you read this part. Your with me now. I got off work an hour before you. Come home to the smell of cookies. I thru some in the oven for you to have when you get home. Even if it’s not what your feeling wouldn’t a pleasant sweet smell be nice hehe. I’d take your jacket off you and hang it up as you try to voice your frustrations but I’m just cooling you off and you’d hate it 🙈 you’d be like. I wanna be upset! And then I’d be like you be upset babyyy and then kiss your nose and you’d be stunned! Then! Finishing touch as you start to speak again! Id pop the blunt I just rolled into your lips (or at least offer it) and spark it for you 😝 nooooow tell me about your day my dear ☺️ with my lil lovey but you know I’m pleased with myself smile 😋. You’d shove me but grab me and pull me back in for a kiss. 🥰 hehe. Anyways!

That was just some sweet to offset the grrr but I’d love that so much 🙈 oh! And I’d help clean! Heh heh :+) good luck at work babygirl!

It’s dumb work gives you hw. Like. Wtf? Why drive all this time if you just gonna do some at home!! Like do you get paid for that?! Anyways please. Please. I know you may get overwhelmed. But please! Just take care of yourself. You can get mad. Sad. And happy. But! Just be safe and careful no matter what! You mean the world to me! And even if this job isn’t the one. I promise you’ll find one! This one is proof! You did it!

Daddy’s gonna shower now. Maybe you can join me there instead of this long work day! 😳🥰

[gasfantasiesland]

Gassy love- Part 1

Froe and his wife Jil are trying out a new activity to spice up their love life. Ever since Froe realized that he loved hearing his wife's burps and Jil realized that she loved it when Froe would have diarrhea, they decided to get gassy on purpose to please each other.

"Uhhhh," Froe whines, shifting in his office chair. His fingers trail across the screen of his computer, the motion of his cursor an unconscious expression of his discomfort. His gut swells, twisting and flexing beneath the thin fabric of his shirt as a pair of muffled farts resound from below. "Jil," he whines. "I got the tummy rumbles."

"Come home quickly!" She giggles, as she sets the bed like a good wife. "I'm so gassy for you here!" Froe moans and smiles and immediately asks to take the day off. He is almost home, and clutching his bloated stomach as he arrives. "Oh, man... Oh, my belly's really hurting!" Froe groans as he reaches the front door. Through the doorway, his nose catches wind of Jil's sweet-smelling farts, and he can't help but smile at the familiar smell. He kicks his sneakers off and steps onto the living room carpet, the door clattering shut behind him.

"Honey! I'm hom—Ohhhh..."

Jill is dressed in the most sensual lingerie, and her belly is swollen with gas. She smiles and beckons him. "You look stunning," Froe coos, dragging the sleeve of a button-up shirt beneath his nose and inhaling deeply.

Jil's farts never failed to get his cock hard. He strides across the living room and plops beside her on the couch, laying a palm against the curve of her belly. "How gassy you feel?"

"Gassy enough to fart on your cock all night, babe," she groans.

"Mmm... perfect," he murmurs, gently massaging her grumbling belly.

The flesh is warm and swollen beneath his hands. His nose twitches as his stomach swishes and gurgles, as if to demand attention. The air between them is hot and humid, a potent cocktail of flatulence and sweat.

"How about... how about you rub my belly too, hun?"

She giggles and begins kneading his abdomen. The muscles are pulled taut by his bloating and he moans and the feeling or pressure against his anus. "Oh, that feels good... Mmmh, please... keep doing that..."

The sensation of her hands kneading his belly is both exciting and excruciatingly painful in his bowels. His body quivers, his breaths growing deeper and more erratic. His stomach muscles clench, sending delicious cramps twisting through his lower abdomen. His eyes widen in agony.

"Baby... oh..." The pain gives him pleasure, and the pressure is amazing. hs loins stir as he watches his wife's belly jiggle. "Oh, god... oh!" A soft grunt escapes his lips.

His face goes red, his breaths coming in short, gasping bursts. The muscles in his stomach are writhing, his bowels twisting around each other. Jil's hands push against the swollen skin, and his groans are pained but also almost playful. It's agony, but it's the sort he loves. The smell of her farts is all he can think of...

BRAAPP!

She burps all of a sudden, sending him into an ecstasy of pleasure. As Jil lets out a massive, throaty belch from her throat and into his nostrils, Froe feels his stomach and lower intestines expand simultaneously. It's almost too much to bear. His face goes red and he grips the couch arm with one hand as she belches again and again.

"Ohhh..." The pleasure of it is almost all-consuming, and his face goes numb. "Oh, Jil... Mmmh, f—... Please."

Jil presses harder and harder and his rectum swells to a large size, filled with liquid. "Ohh babyyy Im so gasssyy!! I'm gonna have diarrhea baby... I'm going to do it in my pants!" He cries out.

"Do it baby!" She encourages him. She farts again and again, and burps into his loins as his pressure builds up at his hole with the wet feces bubbling with gas. His eyes roll into the back of his head as the sensation builds in his bowels.

Jil's farts are hot and rancid, each one a tormenting reminder of their purpose. Her burps are more appealing, but neither of these can compare to the warmth of her hands against his tender, swollen belly. His stomach growls as she continues to knead it. "I'm... I'm..."

"Do it, babe..." It's an instinctually obedient response from him. His mouth waters for no apparent reason, and his stomach muscles are in agony. The swollen fat pushes against his t-shirt, begging for more attention. As his belly swishes and rumbles, he's suddenly overcome with a wave of hot pleasure just below his navel. Wet farts erupt from his buttocks and her arches his back while fondling himself. "ahhhhhhHHHH! so GOOD!"

The relief is nearly instantaneous, the warm rush of fluid and waste sloshing and churning in his bowels. The stench of Jil's farts reaches his nostrils, and he can't stop himself from inhaling deeply. A low groan of pleasure erupts from him as he clutches his belly. "Oh, my god.."

Her fat rolls bounced in her tiny shirt. And so did his cock.

"Bend over, wifey...."

[shes-dope-asf]

Caught Red Handed

Bare with me guys this is my first smut ever!!! Please leave feedback and let me know what you think.

pairing: tasm!peter parker x black fem!reader

Summary: You have a rule where Peter is NOT allowed to play with himself unless you give him permission. You walk in on him doing just that, and well things take a turn for the night.

Warning: sexual content (Smut below) [18+], dom!reader, sub!peter, masturbation, voyeurism(slightly), degradation, bondage, blindfolding, orgasm denial, overstimulation, slapping, squirting possibly?,unprotected sex, p in v, just PURE, FILTHY, SMUT!

You're on your way home from work vibing out in the car to your favorite song when you get a phone call. "Hello" You answer without even looking at the phone because you know it could only be one person. Your fiancé, The Amazing Spiderman! Peter Parker

"Y/N, are you almost home baby?" You chuckle at how needy your fiancé's voice sounds over the phone. "Yes baby, I have one more stop to make then I'll be home. "What do you mean you have one more stop babyyy?" You scoffed at the fact that you heard the neediness in his voice with a hint of attitude.

"Peter Benjamin Parker, I know you are not taking that tone with me!" "And you better not be rolling your eyes either!" "Now I'll be home soon baby, I'm going to pick up dinner from our favorite take out place, I'll see you when I walk through the door && if your good I'll do that thing you love so much" You hear the hitch in his voice and hang up the phone before he can come back with a reply.

Unlocking your door, careful not drop your Chinese food, you step over the threshold of you and Peter's shared apartment. You close the door shut with your heel, and kick oft your shoes at the door. You make your way to the kitchen calling out Peter's name as you grab plates for the both of y'all. "Peter!" You yell out again when he doesn't show up in the kitchen.

You make your way down the hall to Peter's office. You knock softly twice and push open the door. Empty. Hmm, you back out and close the door softly behind you. You walk further down the hallway and just as your about to open the door you hear a string of soft grunts. You press your ear against the door softly, careful not to make too much noise.

As you continue to listen, you hear more soft moans. You think to yourself "he must be hurt." As you go to open the door your stopped dead in your tracks when you hear peter moan out "fuck, Y/N." You blink really fast and clench your thighs together as wetness pools in your thong. You softly grab the doorknob and twist so gently that your not even sure it's turning, but it's definitely turning, because the sight you see in front of you when the door finally opens has you stunned and speechless.

Peter's laid out in the bed that you guys share with your panties over his face, jerking off his dick. You perch against the doorframe with your bottom lip tucked between your teeth watching him. You can't lie, the scene in front of you is like something out of a porno. His tip is red and angry leaking lots of precum as he strokes the base of his dick. You stare in amazement as your mouth waters at how delicious his dicks look, but then you remember the agreement you and Peter made when y'all first started dating.

Flashback!! You and Peter are in a heavy make out session as you slowly stroke hus dick up and down. "Peter, as long as I'm in your life then you're not allowed to jerk off unless I give you permission, do i make myself clear?" "Yes ma'am." Peter moans as you continue to lazily stroke his dick, running your thumb over his tip to collect the precum oozing out if it. You tap Peter's mouth with your index finger gesturing for him to open up, as he opens his mouth you wipe his precum on his tongue and you both moan as he sucks on your thumb.

Peter is so wrapped up in jerking his dick that he doesn't even see you standing against the doorframe. You watch as his breathing picks up and his stomach starts to contract. You know this look all too well, he's about to cum. "Not on my watch." You think to yourself. Just as he speeds up, you clear you throat. He snatches your panties off his face and stares at you with wide eyes.

"Peter, Peter, Peter." You tsk at him, pushing yourself off the doorframe, you walk over to him, running your fingernails up from his abs to his chest. "I thought we had an agreement, you're not supposed to be doing this while I'm not around." Peter tries to talk but all that comes out is a stutter. You press your finger against his lips to silence him and quickly kiss his lips leaving him chasing your lips and wanting more. "You know i hate being disobeyed Peter, so why were you in here disobeying me?" You rake your nails down his body and stop at his dick and grab it, eliciting the most sinful, sexiest moan you've ever heard from peter.

Peter knows he's fucked up. He knows he's fucked up so bad, and he's just waiting for you to say those 4 little words that scare and turn him on. As you look in to Peter's eyes you see nothing but lust with a sliver of fear. You begin stripping off your work attire. You start very slow with your blouse, unbuttoning each button very slow. After you were done with the buttons, you shimmied out your shirt making your tits bounce causing Peter to bite on his lip and moan at the sight. You unzipped your skirt in the back letting it pool to your feet on the floor, revealing Peter's favorite black lacy bra and panties set.

You climbed on top of Peter and began to kiss on his neck, leaving bites here and there and sucking on the skin, because you knew they would leave marks, and Peter loved wearing your marks. You been grinding down over Peter's dick, causing him to gasp out and automatically try and grab your hips, but you were way faster than him. You grabbed his wrist and pinned them against the pillow above his head. You kissed up his neck towards his ear and nipped on his earlobe before whispering in it. "Go get the chair Peter."

You sat up and smirked at Peter as he swallowed loudly. You hopped off of him and sat down on the bed and waited on him to return with what you requested. A few seconds later Peter returned with the chair and sat it in front of the bed and sat down. You reached inside the nightstand next to the bed and retrieved a blindfold, some rope, and handcuffs. You laid the items on the bed and told Peter to cross his hands behind his back and he did just that.

You took a seat down on his lap as you cuffed his hands behind his back. Peter looked at you through lidded and lusted out eyes. When your eyes met his, you winked. Next came the rope. You wrapped the rope around his torso and around the chair, binding him to the chair. "How does that feel?" "Good." Peter replied. Next thing he felt was your hand connecting to his cheek, followed by a sting. "Did you forget your manners Petey boy? You address me as ma'am when you talk to me." Turned on even more, Peter bites his bottom lip and moans "yes ma'am."

"Okay Spideyboy, this is how this is going to go, I'm going to blindfold you, and then I'm going to play with my pretty little pussy in front of you and send your little spidey senses into overload and you have no choice but to listen and enjoy it, got it?" " Yes ma'am." Peter replies. "Remember Peter you brought this upon yourself" You say to him as you put the blindfold over his eyes. Just as you're about to lay back you come up with an idea. "Open your mouth Peter ." As he opens his mouth you ball up your panties that he used to jerk off and shove them into his mouth. You tap his chin so he can close his mouth. Peter's writhing and wiggling try to get out the rope but you know he's not going no where. You evilly smirk to yourself.

You pull your panties off and sit up on the bed and flick your panties at Peter and laugh darkly when they hit his chest and fall in his lap. You pull your bra off and throw it in the corner somewhere. You lay back and spread your legs and run your finger through your wet folds. Toying and playing with Peter always made you wet as fuck but you would never would admit that to him. You brought your fingers back up to your clit and circled slowly. You watched Peter as his breathing picked up and he tried to get out of the rope, moaning and groaning around your panties. There was no doubt that his spidey senses were in overload. You knew he could smell and hear how wet you were, even if he couldn't see it.

You took your fingers off of your clit and brought them down to your weeping hole. Seeing Peter like this had you wet as ever. You circled your hole, wishing it was Peter's fingers instead. "Soon enough." You thought to yourself. As you slowly inched your fingers inside of you, you couldn't stop the moan that left your lips even if you tried. "Fuuuuck, Peter" you called out as your pussy gripped around his finger. Peter was a moaning mess at this point. Somehow he was able to spit your panties out. He was begging and pleading for you to take off the rope and handcuffs, or even just the blindfold. It was torture not being able to see you fall apart on your fingers.

"Ma'am, please. Please, please, please, please. I promise I'll be a good boy next time. I promise I won't break the rules ever again. Just take this blind fold off so i can see you pleaseeee." Peter's begging had you getting closer and closer to your release. You sped up your fingers in your pussy as he continued to whisper and moan filthy things at you. "Please ma'am , just let me free so i can please your body the way you like it, please let me slurp all your wetness up, fuck I can smell it! It smells so delicious. Please me have it ma'am please. Oh God, I can hear how wet you are, please let me slide in, please ma'am come on, you know you want to feel me all up in you."

As you fingered yourself faster to Peter's words and hitting that spongey spot you felt the coil in your stomach tighten, you were getting closer and closer to your release. You moaned his name as Peter began thrusting in the air and moaning with his tip leaking an abundance amount of precum. That was what set you over the edge. You body felt hot and cold at the same, everything went silent and it was like you floated to another planet. Your hearing returner and you heard Peter making a noise in between a cry and a moan. As you looked down on the bed you saw a wet spot and when you looked at him you seen his chest and abs was glistening. "Fuck Y/N, you just fucking squirted on me. Please untie and un cuff me so I can make you do it on my dick."

You got up on wobbly legs, still sensitive from your orgasm and sat on Peter's lap. You kissed him sensually and laughed as he tried to get the rope and handcuffs. You begin to kiss and bite down his neck, licking on his pecks. Smirking to yourself when he hisses and groans when you bite and suck on his nipples. You lift yourself up off of him. Peter's about to protest until he feels you grab his dick and run it through your wet folds. His breath hitches and he's moaning your name like it's his favorite prayer. You sink down slowly on his dick, making sure to tease him because you knew he hated it and after all this is a punishment. "Please stop teasing me baby." You grab Peter by his throat tightly as you sink the rest of the way down on his dick. "You're not calling the shots Parker, let's not forget that." You loosen your grip on his neck but not letting go completely as you pick up speed, bouncing on his dick. "Fuck Petey, your dick fills me up so perfectly." You bend down and kiss Peter, swallowing all his moans and you fuck him the way you know he loves. "Fuck Y/N, you're so good to me, even when I don't deserve it ma'am." "Oh Fuck, Y/N I'm going to cum." Your hips slow their movements. "No Petey, you can't come until I give you permission." You began your assault on his dick again, bouncing on it the way you knew he loved for you too. "Fuck, Ma'am I don't think I'm going to be able to last any longer if you keep that up." You speed up your motions and slide your hand in between y'all and start rubbing on your clit. "Oh Fuck Peter, I'm so close! I'm going to cum all over your dick." You began to clench around him and Peter knows it won't be long until you come undone on him. Peter finds your neck and sobs into it, licking and biting on the spot. "Fuck ma'am your clenching my dick so tight, fuck your pussy is choking my dick." Your hips started stuttering and you knew it wouldn't be long now. "Fuck Peter, cum now! Cum in this pussy now!" That was all he needed, he came with your name on his tongue followed by a string of curses. His orgasm set you off and you followed him with a string of "oh fuck Peter's" as you felt him paint your insides white.

You collapsed on Peter's chest and pulled the blindfold fold off, kissing the tears that trailed down his face away. "Are you okay baby?" "I'm more than okay." Peter answered with a smile. You stood up and both you and Peter both stared as his cum mixed with yours leaked from your hole. "Fuck!" Both of you whispered at the same time. You reached on the bed and grabbed the key for the handcuffs and walked around and uncuffed his wrists and kissed the marks that had formed from him trying to get out of them. You sat back in his lap and began untying the rope from his body and kissing the marks on his chest and torso that had formed.

"You sure you're okay baby?" Peter looks at you with his boyish, goofy grin. "Yes baby, I promise I'm fine." You grab Peter's hand and lead him to the bathroom. "Let's take a bath baby" you say as you begin to run some bath water. "Did you learn your lesson Spidey boy?" You say with a smirk on your face. He looks down at you as you add the bubble bath to the water and shrugs and winks at you "Probably not."

[imagine--if]

Headcanon for Dano!Riddler with a s/o who’s like Harley Quinn? I’m in love with that dynamic ❤️💙 AND your writing hehe, thank youuu

A/N: Hell yeah, you're not the only one who lives for this idea 😍 enjoy!! Here's the link to my taglist if anyone's interested in being added 💕 And thank you so much 🥺

Pairing: Dano!Riddler x reader (The Batman 2022)

Warnings: Mentions of chaotic violence, Riddler stuff, he's such a simp lmao

• I'm gonna say you two met when Eddie starts off as the Riddler, going in to kill the mayor, and since Don Mitchell was a jackass, you had some semi-personal stuff to settle with him, so you barge into his house with a bat and...

• ...Walk straight into the Riddler taping up his face.

• There's just a long moment of pure, stunned silence, before you grin and go over eagerly, like-

• "Ooh, that looks fun! Let me help."

• And he's just like 😲😶😍

• Okay but now I have the image of you holding a bat and him just trying to be as intimidating with a lil carpet tucker 🤣 babyyy

• You absolutely support his view on Gotham and plans for it, and by the time you're both done in there, your walking away together while he's drinking up all the information about your name and your kickass self

• And your outfits?!!?! ahdbisdglj he just can't

• They show off your body so perfectly, you look like a glittery goddess, and he lives for it

• The way you deal with people inspires his own methods, he falls in love deeper and deeper when he sees you swing your bat around and give scum the hell they deserve

• Kill someone for him?? He'll propose on the spot lmao, no joke

• The man legit made a livestream dedicated to you and how you two meeting was 'fate'

• You're a lot more energetic and bold than him when he's Eddie, and he was a little nervous revealing his true self to you, but he just couldn't not?? Edward wants you to know everything, your opinions, someone that actually understands him

• Of course, you think he's a total sweetie, and the compliments and nicknames you give him make him all blushy and flustered and love-eyed 🖤

• He's so cuddly and warm, you love just burying yourself in his protective embrace where he mumbles sweet nothings and gives you little kisses, I can't-

• You better be ready to appear on a crap ton of his rambling streams and help him write the cards out - you probably picked them lol

• Edward is super clingy, no joke, because you're an amazing angel that he can't get enough of and must be touching you in some way every minute or it'll get him agitated

• If you show an interest in his riddles and puzzles, he's so ecstatic to show you and bond on loads of other different levels and ways 🧩

• You're his beautiful partner in crime, so that's too bad for Batsy now that he's got the Riddler and his angel to deal with, as if his life isn't hard enough 😂

• The Riddler's followers love you too btw, your personality and all are just so awesome and out there, not to mention Eddie loves to show you off as his 🥰

• He'll do anything for you, legit anything, and the crazy, obsessively strong love you have for each other is just to die for

• That big board Edward has of the Batman is nothing compared to the one with your crimes, as well as random Polaroids and trinkets of yours he's found... like a shrine thingy 💚

• You both just connect with each other so well, and he's so in love, he refers to you as his goddess on streams 😍😍

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[itsallyscorner]

This could be a request or not depending on how much time you have 😅 but for your information, yes, I am thinking Tom giving y/n hickies on her neck like the night before a bunch of interviews the next day and she's like, "Are you serious?" and he's like "I couldn't resist, I just love you so much!" and when y/n shows up the next day wearing a turtleneck after she told Zendaya that she would be wearing a dress Z immediately gets suspicious and figures it out bc I feel like she's like that 😅😂

Hehehe I haven’t written anything smutty lately and I miss it. So thank you for requesting this anon, much love to you🥰 Ugh, the thought of this gave me butterflies in my stomach😭 Happy reading!❤️

Also, little note for everyone who’s sending me requests! Yes, I see all of them! Part of the reason why I haven’t done some of them yet is because I have to think of concepts on how to execute them properly. So bear with me, love you all🥰

💌.

Love Bug

My soft boi🥺

Warnings: implied smut

(Gif from Pinterest)

The AC in your bedroom was just not doing you justice. The Californian heat was at an all time high today and has transformed you home into an Easy Bake oven. Though you were probably exaggerating, your thin crewneck sweater still clung onto your skin, making you uncomfortable. Peeling the sweater off your body, you toss it into your laundry basket. You’re left in a tank top and some lounging shorts as you sprawl yourself out on your bed. The coolness of the comforter bringing your body some relief from the heat.

Sinking into the sheets, the hustle and bustle of the day finally hits you. You’ve had a long day of press with your cast mates, promoting the movie you were all in, Spider-Man: Far From Home. You loved your job, but the press tours could just be so tiring. You were forced to wake up early in the morning and sit in a room for how many hours of the day to only be asked the same questions (most of the time). Though press tours did have its pros, meeting fans around the world and traveling to new countries was something you always looked forward to.

Marvel being Marvel, they always had to make it big. For the last few weeks you have all been traveling around the world, tired but nonetheless having an amazing time. Thankfully, this was the last stop of the press tour, California. You were back in your own bed and your boyfriend was staying with you for the time being.

You were on your phone, going through Instagram and looking at various photos that were taken today during today’s press engagements. You’ve even made your own contribution and posted your own batch of selfies and funny videos.

The door to the connected bathroom in your room opens and reveals your boyfriend. Your eyes break their focus on your phone and shift to the man in front of you. You smile and turn your phone off giving him all your attention. A smile forms on his own lips as he crawls up the bed to join you.

“Missed you all day.” He whispers against your skin, placing his head on your chest. His arms are wrapped around your figure, one leg hooked over yours. You move the hood of his sweatshirt from over his head and began to run your hands through his hair.

“Mmm, I missed you too.” He cuddles closer to your chest, arms tightening around you. His eyes momentarily shut, basking in your soothing motions.

“How was your day with Jake?” You ask him. As much as Tom wanted to do press with you, he was stuck doing them with Jake, while you did your interviews with Z and Jacob. Tom enjoyed having his interviews with Jake, but he missed being near you, even if you were just a room away.

Tom shifts so his lips are near the skin of your exposed neck. He hums against you before his lips come into contact with the soft surface. He had been tempted to mark you up all day. You wore a beautiful spring dress with a low neckline that displayed the skin of your neck. All he wanted to do was scatter red and purple love bites all over you, letting the world know you were his.

You gasp as he nips on the space between your neck and shoulder. “Interviews were good, but I just couldn’t get you out my head.” He slots himself between your legs and presses you down into the mattress.

“Teasing me with the pretty little dress of yours. Just wanted to kiss you and mark you up.” He says huskily against your neck. His breath sent shivers down your spine as goosebumps formed on your skin. His mouth sucks harder on the spot, teeth nipping gently, while his tongue soothed the bruising spot. He moved up so one of his hands are holding him up beside your head while his other strokes your side.

“Baby, we have an early morning tomorrow.” You didn’t want him to stop, but it was currently 2am and you were both expected to be awake by 6am.

His lips have made their way to the other side of you neck, pressing light kisses that turned to open mouthed ones. You giggle gently pulling him away from your neck so you can look him in the eyes.

“Babyyy.” He whines trying to shove his head back into the spot. A pout is on his lips, which were now a darker shade of pink from how much he was sucking on your skin.

“Tom, we need to be up at six.” You reminded him. Tom leans closer a boyish grin now on his expression. You couldn’t help but kiss him back when his lips captured yours. You feel him smirk against you as he pulls away.

The hand on your side moves to cradle the side of your face, his thumb brushing against your bottom lip. “We’ll be quick, I just wanna feel you. Please?”

You stare at him for a moment as his hand drifts down your body and by your shorts. Excitement swirls in your belly as his fingers get closer to your growing heat. He kisses your cheek as his hand slips past the band of your shorts to cup your mound. The wetness brings a smirk to his face as his dark eyes gaze into yours.

“Baby, look how wet you are.” He praises you as he moves your panties aside and dips his fingers into your wetness. You sigh, eyes slightly rolling back as his fingers spread your wetness on your folds.

“Fine, but—“ You bring your finger to point again him, “No marks on my neck, I’m wearing a dress tomorrow with a low cut again.”

Tom nods connecting your lips again, “Don’t worry, don’t worry, I’ll be careful.” He assures you before diving his head back into your neck.

~next morning~

You enter the bathroom, tying your hair up to keep it away from your face. You turn the shower on and wait for the water to warm up. While you wait you take a look at yourself in the mirror. Your eyes widen when you get a glimpse of you neck. You gasp out loud as you see the sides of your neck with red bruises with hints of purple on them. You had them on both sides of your neck and a small one almost on the center of your throat.

“TOM!” You yell, your voice echoing in the bathroom. There was some rustling behind the door before it was yanked open. Tom entered in nothing but his boxers looking disheveled, hair pointing in all types of direction and his eyes barely open.

“What happened?” His voice was raspy, something that usually made you swoon but right now you couldn’t even focus on it.

You turn to him, aggressively pointing to your neck. “Don’t worry, I’ll be careful!” You mock him, repeating what he said to you last night before he railed you into the mattress.

Tom’s eyes widen as well before he cringed. To be fair, you did warn him. He just didn’t know how to hold back when it came to you. He cautiously approaches you a sheepish grin on his face.

“I know it looks bad..” he begins. You shoot him a look, “Are you serious right now? Tom it looks like an octopus strangled me!”

Tom moves back to look at you, “Well you weren’t complaining last night.” You shoot him another look and he nods knowing you were annoyed with him at the moment. He stands behind you looking at the mirror you were both in front of. His arms wrap around your torso as he tries to soften you up.

“I’m sorry, I just love you so much and I couldn’t resist it. I love making love to you and I just get so lost in it and I know you warned me too, I’m sorry.” He apologizes hugging you from behind. You could tell he actually felt bad by the genuine look in his eyes. You sigh leaning back into him and resting your hands above his, interlocking your fingers.

“I forgive you, it happens.” You mumble, head trying to come up with ways to cover up your neck. “How do I even cover this up?”

Tom looks at your neck through the mirror, “Makeup will work right? Just put on some concealer or that color corrector thing you use.”

You nod at his suggestion. “That’ll work for a few hours, but makeup wears off. What if I accidentally wipe it off?”

Tom pursed his lips together in thought, “You could ask Laura to bring you something with a turtleneck.”

“It’ll barely move and your neck will be covered the entire time.” He suggests.

“Yeah, it’ll probably work. I just hope she hasn’t left yet, I should text her.” You move from Tom’s hold and turn the shower off. Before you leave the bathroom, Tom pulls you into a hug again. His face nuzzles against your hair, “I’m sorry, again.”

You smile and stroke his back, “I told you I forgive you, it’s ok love.” You pull away and peck his lips. Tom smiles and leans down to kiss your shoulder. Something he always did when you guys were having a moment. Instantly, you jump back and push him off, “Get your fucking lips away from my neck. I don’t need anymore hickies right now.”

~later~

Your stylist, Laura, ended up bringing you a stunning white dress that stopped above your knees. It was short sleeved, hugged your curves perfectly, and had a turtleneck that covered your neck. She gave you a pair of leather knee high boots which pulled the look together. Your hair was curled, pulled back into a half up and down style while short strands of hair framed your face. Compared to the panic you felt when your first saw the hickies, you were relieved when you saw yourself in the mirror again an hour later. You felt like a modern Go Go Girl as you admired your outfit.

You arrived at the hotel where all the interviews were being held. You make your rounds of greeting everyone, saving Z and Jacob last since you’ll be with them the whole day. You enter the room and see the two of them already sitting in front of the cameras. Jacob spots you first, “Aye! Good morning!”

You smile and walk up to them, giving them both hugs. When you pull away from Z she gives you a look. Her eyes scan you from head to toe, squinting at your dress.

“Weren’t you just complaining that yesterday was too hot? Why are you in a turtleneck?” She interrogates you. You smile nervously at her while you settle in the seat on the other side of Jacob.

“Um, you know, it’s a bit chilly today.” You lie. Jacob eyes you as well catching on Z’s point.

“(Y/n), it’s 95 degrees outside.” He tells you eyes panning around the room. Zendaya smirks leaning forward to get a better look at you, “I think someone was busy last night.”

“No, I wasn’t. I had a very nice sleep, thank you very much.” You sweetly smile at her crossing your arms.

Jacob snickers beside you, “I bet you did.”

“I guess Thomas couldn’t keep his hands off you last night.” She teased, exposing you.

“Or his mouth.” Jacob quickly adds smirking. Your cheeks get flustered squeezing your eyes shut. Jacob and Z burst out laughing at Jacob’s comment.

“I don’t even have a come back, blame Tom.” You throw your hands up in the air giving up. Z calms down and leans over Jacob to rest a hand on your knee.

“Hey, it’s ok, man. If I were Tom, I wouldn’t keep my hands off you either.” She tells you jokingly, helping you get over the embarrassment of wearing a turtleneck. You catch on and wink at her, “Aye, say less.” Your hand resting on top of hers.

Jacob puts his hands up looking shocked, “What did I just walk into? I—I gotta go.” He pretends to shove your hands away and gets up from his seat.

“I’m telling Tom about the sexual tension I felt in this room.” He yells over his shoulder as he walks out the room. You and Z look at each other amused, “Is he actually?”

Z shrugged, “Honestly, he’s probably getting some water. He was thirsty.”

The two of you catch up with each other. Talking about the press tour and what you were both planning on wearing for the premiere. You were in the middle of describing your dress when Tom bursts into the room with Jacob trailing behind him.

“STAY AWAY FROM MY WOMAN.”

[kireimarkeu]

wild heart; l.dh

+repost, i did not make any changes to this fic.

summary: where your best friend starts to fall for you 

2.5k words

[11:36 PM] movie night

"No, Hyuck! Geez!" you groaned, your hand pressing onto his shoulder brutally as you reached up to snatch the remote control from Donghyuck's grip. 

He winced when you pinched his shoulder, settling down on the couch then stuck his tongue out at you in a teasing manner. You crossed your arms with a pout, looking away from your best friend. 

"Are you being pouty, right now?" he asks, taking a look at you before a burst of loud laughter left his lips. "it's my turn to choose the movie though," he says, pressing onto the buttons on the remote to turn on the same movie the both of you have watched millions of times.

"I don't want to watch To All The Boys I've Loved Before for the 50th time," you grumbled him, scooting further away from the boy sulkily.

He stops pressing the buttons on the remote, "well, what do you want to watch then?" he asks you staring right at you, while you didn't spare him a single glance. 

You raised your eyebrows at him in confirmation, he only nodded positively. "A new movie just came out and I wanna watch it with you."

He chuckled, "with me?"

You nodded, "it's an action movie."

He pretended to puke, then looks at you with a disgusted look, "I only watch rom-com, dummy. How could you not know that? You're my best friend."

You rolled your eyes at his statement, "the only rom-com you watch is To All The Boys I've Loved Before."

He scowled at you and threw the remote at your direction, hitting you softly on the thigh. "Fine."

You could only grin in satisfaction as you turned on the action movie you have been dying to watch. Once the movie started playing, you shifted closer to Donghyuck and laid your head comfortably on his lap.

[6: 43PM] he helps you find clothes

"Wait- I don't think I look good in this," you say from inside the room. 

You were told a few days ago that your brother was getting married, so you needed a new dress to wear to the wedding. You didn't hesitate to call your best friend for help, knowing he was the best at being completely honest.

You stared at your reflection in the mirror, a frowned plastered on your face. Donghyuck had picked a few dark blue dresses to match with the theme. 

You finally tried on the last dress, the one Hyuck had been waiting for you to put on. It was something you have never worn before. It was just so- revealing. 

There was a slit all the way up to the thigh, a V-neck in the middle that ended just right above your belly button. And, god- why was it so tight? It hugged your curves just right. You felt so naked.

Donghyuck rolls his eyes and replies, "I'll be the judge of that."

"But I look really bad in it," you say, turning to see your side view in the mirror, "I think dark blue doesn't suit me."

Donghyuck rested his back against the wall as he stretched his long legs. "You're already ugly, it doesn't matter."

"Lee Donghyuck!"

"Did I lie?" he asks, "Did I fucking lie??"

You let out an annoyed groan and unlocked the door, peeking your head out to look at the boy who was staring at you with lazy eyes. 

"I look so bad," you whined, "can I just change and find another dress?"

Donghyuck sighed, "We met at 1 pm, it's almost 7 now, y/n."

You pouted, opening the door wider as you stepped out of the room to let Donghyuck see the dress. 

Donghyuck's eyes widen as his heartbeat started to pick up its rate. The dress you wore is stunning, why didn't you like it?

"You look..." he lets out a low whistle. "you look great, why do you not like the dress?"

You shrugged, "I don't know, maybe because it's not me?"

He rolls his eyes, "well you're shopping for a dress, of course, it won't feel like you."

You turned back around to face the mirror in the room again. With Hyuck's reassurance, you felt slightly more confident. It did suit you. Maybe the dress wasn't so bad. 

You turned back around to face the boy, "do you think I should really get this?" you ask Donghyuck. 

He nodded, "just make sure you wear lots of makeup. Or else the dress would go to waste," he joked. 

You turned to send him a sarcastic smile, "great! Now let's shop for shoes!" you tell him, earning a groan from the boy.

[11:18 AM] when you call each other pet names

You didn't know how it all started. You weren't sure if you were the one who started it- probably Hyuck since he was a lot more playful. But the both of you have playfully called each other pet names in front of everyone. 

"Do you want some, baby?" you ask Hyuck, bringing the spoon filled with rice to his lips. 

You could feel everyone on the table staring at the both of you. 

Donghyuck nodded, opening his mouth to let you feed him, "Thanks, babe." 

The table fell silent. 

"Are you guys...?" Jeno trailed off with raised eyebrows.

The both of you raised your eyebrows, waiting for him to finish his sentence.

"Dating," Jaemin completes the sentence for his friend.

"Are you guys dating?" Jeno repeats, his eyes wide in confusion. 

You scrunched your face in disgust, "me and Hyuck? Hell no!" 

The table fell silent as they all stare at your best friend.

Perhaps Hyuck's heart broke when the words left your lips without hesitation. Perhaps he did have thoughts of the both of you dating.

Jeno had a surprised expression plastered on his face, "O-oh, well you both were calling each other pet names, so I thought the both of you were already dating."

Already? What did Jeno mean by that?

You shrugged, "I don't know how it started, but we both started using it and became comfortable with the nickname."

"Yeah," remarked Hyuck, "we're just really comfortable with the name."

[9:09 PM] sleepover!!!!

You: r u coming??

You: hyukkiii

You: babyyy

You: why are you taking so long D:

You: can you RUN

You: i'm going to eat all the nuggets >:(

Right when you sent the last text, you heard a loud knock on your door. You ran to the door and unlocked it as fast as you can. You were met with Donghyuck in the matching blue pyjamas that you had bought for him when you went to Jaa. (You had forcefully made him wear the matching blue pJ's whenever the both of you had a sleepover.)

"You're so slow," you complained, pulling your friend in by his arm. "Did you bring the snacks I told you to?" 

He lifted his hand to show you the bag filled with the snacks that you were craving for. "Just admit you invited me because you want to bring food."

You turned to Hyuck, feigning a confused expression, "I would never," you expressed dramatically. 

Hyuck rolls his eyes at your words. "I'm choosing the movie," he tells you, plopping on the couch, reaching for the remote quickly before you could snatch it from him. 

You empty the bag filled with snacks that Donghyuck left on the table. "Fine. Make sure it's not another rom-com."

Donghyuck whines, "what's wrong with Peter and Lara Jean? They're so cute together!"

[11:21 PM] dancing together in the living room

Both of you have ditched the movie he chose and decided to play music instead. Hyuck was in charge of music since he had better taste. 

Suddenly, your favourite song, Feel Special by Twice started playing. Your eyes widened in glee as you stared at Hyuck. You immediately stood up and started dancing to the choreography terribly.

Donghyuck could only laugh as you dance offbeat. You stared up at him with shining eyes, grabbing his hand in yours before pulling him to stand next to you. 

Without thinking, you started dancing next to your best friend. Donghyuck lifted his hand that you were holding above you to twirl you around. 

He couldn't afford to ruin the moment. He loved seeing you this way- so carefree and happy. It would be a lie if he didn't feel butterflies in his stomach seeing your eyes shining so brightly. 

[1:56 AM] he sings you to sleep

After hours of singing and dancing, you finally grew tired. You suggested that both of you should head to bed if Hyuck wanted to get breakfast tomorrow. 

"I'll sleep on the couch," Hyuck says, grabbing some of the pillows on your bed. He pressed his hand on each of the pillows, he didn't like pillows that are way too soft.

You frowned at your friend's words. "I changed my bedsheets for you," 

He turned around to look at you with raised his eyebrows, "what?"

"I made space for you in my bed," you explained, "cuddle me~"

You weren't sure why you wanted him to sleep with you. You just wanted to be in his arms. 

Honestly, Donghyuck was nervous. The last time the both of you cuddled was months ago. Usually, he didn't feel anything while both of you were laying together on your bed, but this time, it felt different. 

He felt his heartbeat starting to pick up its pace, his face turning crimson red from your whines and your pouty lips.

"You want me to cuddle you?" he asks again, letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding. He didn't realise he was clenching onto the pillow that he was holding this whole time. 

You nodded cutely. "Just like the old-time."

Right. Just like the old time. 

"Okay."

Within a few minutes, you had Hyuck's arms protectively wrapped around you, while your head rest neatly on his chest. You snuggle closer to your best friend. 

"Donghyuck-ah," you yawn, your hands fisting his grey sweatshirt. Earlier, Donghyuck had claimed your dorm was too cold so he put on his sweatshirt that he had left at your place last time.  

"Hm?"

"Will you sing me to sleep?" you ask quietly.

You felt Donghyuck's hands thread through your soft hair, "do you want me to?"

You nod, "I love it when you sing."

And without hesitation, Hyuck started singing softly in your ear while you slowly went into a deep slumber. 

Donghyuck tried his best not to move around too much when he knew you were deep asleep. He tilted his chin down to stare at your features. He slowly let his finger trace your nose down to your lips.

"Y/N," he breathes, "why am I feeling this way?"

[2:03 PM] playing with your hair

You were currently seated on the floor between Donghyuck's legs. He had his hands tangled in your hair, occasionally twirling it around his fingers or braiding it halfway. 

"Ow," you winced when you felt a particular tug from your hair. "That hurts, you bitch," you cussed at your best friend. 

"It wouldn't if you actually wash your hair," he argued back, his hand threading through your hair, untangling your long brown locks. 

Donghyuck loved to make sarcastic remarks about everything. But one thing he would never admit was that he actually loved your hair. He loved the smell of your hair; it wasn't strawberry or coconut. It was nothing of the sort, the smell of your hair made him feel like he was at the right place. With the right person. 

He loved the natural soft curls you had on your hair. It was unique. The soft curls you had, made you become you. 

He would often hear you complain about how you hated your curly hair and how you wanted to straighten it. Or how you wanted to have your hair dyed brown because you hated your black hair. 

"Should I cut my hair, Hyuckie?" you asked from below, tilting your head upwards to look at the boy.

"Hm?" he asked with raised eyebrows, looking down at you, "I think short hair would look good on you," he says truthfully.

"Well, I'm not planning on cutting it real short, maybe until here?" you say, pointing on your shoulder. 

Donghyuck let's go of your hair, "you'll look good, baby. You don't have to worry."

[12:01 AM] he kisses you

You didn't know how the both of you ended up in this position-- you in-between his legs, one of his hand resting on your cheeks while the other was planted on your waist.

The both of you were so close, one move and his lips would be planted on yours. 

"y/n," he breathes, his hand trembling slightly, "can I kiss you?"

Your heartbeat started to pick up, how long has Donghyuck been waiting to ask you this? 

Your eyes linger on his pretty pink, pouty lips. You slowly nod, pulling him closer to you by the strings of his hoodie. 

His lips crashed onto yours in a matter of seconds. His lips were so soft, you just wanted to kiss him forever. Your hand thread through Donghyuck's hair while you breathe through your nose. A minute passed, and both of you finally pulled away. 

You breathed heavily as a giggle left your lips when you saw his swollen red lips and messy hair. 

You bit your lips nervously, "wanna make out?"

He pretended to think then he looked at you with stars in his eyes, "I don't make out with my friends."

You kept quiet, dumbfounded by his reply. Was this all a joke to him? You pulled away from Donghyuck but he prevented you from doing so by tightening his grip on your waist. 

You looked up at him, tears already brimming your eyes. You were embarrassed and disappointed. 

"y/n, will you be my girlfriend?"

[2:09 PM] you both get ice cream

"Two chocolate ice cream cones please," Donghyuck ordered, his hand reaching out to pay for both of your desserts. 

"Aww," you playfully punch your boyfriend while he winces in pain, "you're paying for my food?" you ask, wrapping your arms around his bicep while batting your eyelashes in his face.

He sends you a disgusted look, "do you even have a single cent on you?" he replies sarcastically.

You stick your tongue out and push him away from you, "fuck you, Lee."

Hyuck grabs both the ice cream cones and hands one to you while the both of you leaves the ice cream parlour. 

You happily licked your ice cream while the satan next to you bites his ice cream. You didn't say anything though, knowing it was his habit since he was young. 

"Babe," Donghyuck calls from beside you. 

"Hm?" you turned around only to feel the coldness of the chocolate ice cream resting on your nose. "Lee Donghyuck!" you yelp, punching his chest and arm.

Your boyfriend only laughed loudly as he tried to dodge your soft and weak punches. 

"Wait, wait," he says, one hand holding onto your arm to stop you from punching him. He slowly leans down to press his lips on your nose, kissing the cream off your nose. 

Pulling away, he was met with your blushing face. He couldn't help but plant another soft kiss on your lips. 

[lifes-better-on-saturn]

Birthday Girl - Chris Evans

REQUEST

The reader (me ) is dating chris evans, and its the readers birtday, and chris evans is spoiling her, taking to the hair salon and to the nail salon , and the trows a party for her, and he asks her to marry him, and a couple months later the reader is asked to been on say yes to the dress and alot of fluff please

@maximeevansblog

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A/N: It took way too long but here we go. Definitely not very well edited. Hope you like.

WARNINGS- pure fluff, tiny tiny illusion to smut, marriage.

Hope you enjoy :)

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“Babe, wake up.” You groaned as you rolled over, waving your hand in the direction of the voice. You heard a husky chuckle, before a pair of soft lips pressed to the top of your hand. “Get up, baby. I made breakfast, well brunch.” Your eyes shot open at the mention of food and you turned to see you handsome boyfriend of 4 years towering over the bed with a tray in his hands.

You sat up rubbing the sleep from your eyes as the tray was placed over your lap. You looked at the food before gazing up at Chris.

“Happy Birthday, baby.” You smiled as he leaned down and pressed his soft lips against yours.

“Thank you, honey.”

“No problem, pretty girl.Now eat up and after you finish that, we’re taking a shower and i’m taking you out, ok?” He said as he put his hands on his hips. You nodded before tilting your head up to receive one last kiss which he happily obliged and then you begun your meal.

Less than 15 minutes later you were up and out of your bed standing in your morning glory of a bra and short shorts. Chris’ large hands wrapped around your hips lightly pushing you towards the adjacent bathroom.

“Make sure you just don’t wash your hair, ok.” He smiled as you turned you around. Cocking an eyebrow you smirked.

“What’s up your sleeve?” You eyed him up as he moved closer. He ran his hand up and down your arm lovingly while staring into your eyes.

“Nothing. Just wanna spoil my special girl. Now go, we gotta be outta here in 20 minutes. Go.” He kissed your cheek and spun you around, giving your ass a slap before gently pushing you forward.

-time skip-

20 minutes later you were in the car with Chris, your favourite songs echoed through the car loudly and you both yelled the lyrics.

Eventually you pulled up out the front of a hair dressers, a very expensive some mind you. Chris turned to you and winked before making his way out of the car and to your side to let you out.

“Baby, what are we doing here?” You looked into his ocean blue eyes as they gleamed with happiness,

“I Told you i wanna spoil you. Now come on.” He grabbed you hand and pulled you into the salon. The receptionist smiled and ushered you through a doorway to a chair. Chris smiled at you before waving goodbye.

“I’ll be back when your done, love.” He blew you a kiss and made his way out to the car. You sat in the chair as a platinum blonde lady walked through stopping at your chair.

“Hey there darlin, my names Christy and I’ll be doing your hair today.”

You smiled as she directed you to another room with cushy chairs and sinks.

-and another time skip-

Two relaxing hours later you looked at yourself in the mirror in front of you, the stylist beaming ear to ear as she rested her hands on the back of your chair.

Not only had she magnificently done your hair but also your make up leaving you with a gorgeous natural glam look.

“Do you like it?” She asked as she continued to smooth out your hair.

“I love it, thankyou so much. How much do i owe you?” You asked as she led you to the reception area.

“I’m afraid, that’s already been taken care of.” You turned around just to meet that handsome hunk of a man, you called your boyfriend leaning against the desk.

He moves over to you leaning in for a kiss but You quickly turn your head away so his lips meet your cheek. He looks at you confused before you smile before pointing to your lips.

“Lipstick.” He chuckles, kissing just beside your mouth and moving away and saying goodbye to the hair dresser and the receptionist.

You made you way back to the car hoping in and seeing a dry cleaners bag in the back.

“What’s that?” You turn to grab it before chris grabs your hand pulling it back to him.

“Gotta wait for that baby.” You playfully scowled at him before settling into your seat.

You drove about 5 minutes up the road to another cute, -expensive- salon, only this one being a nail salon.

“Second last stop, babyyyy.” He smiled pulling you out of the car once again.

You walked up to the receptionist, again the girl immediately recognising Chris.

“Ahhh, Christopher! Your here, come on through.” The lady exclaimed as she hurried you both through the doorway into a small, private room, with a nail technician getting her tools ready.

“Ah! Hi guys! I’ll be going your nails today, Mrs Evans, if you’d like to take a seat just here and Mr Evans there’s chair there if you’d like to sit.” You looked back at Chris as you moved to sit down stunned by the names. You felt like telling her you weren’t Mrs Evans but secretly you loved the ring it had and the butterflies it sent up your stomach.

“I would love to sit, but i’ve got a few more things to take care of.” Chris spoke running his hand along your shoulders and leaning down to kiss you.

“I’ll be back baby.” With that he walked out the door. You smiled as the lady started on your nails.

Little did you know Chris was going back and forth between the house during your appointments getting things ready for tonight.

After this past year all Chris wanted to do was spoil you. Covid and quarantine did not treat you well and it took a toll on both of you, but now he could doing something so he’d secretly sent out invites to some of your closest friends and your family including his inviting them to celebrate you and if everything goes right, your engagement. Chris had had the ring from about the 6 month mark and You’re now four years in and he couldn’t be more sure.

He walked through the house and into the back yard to see he mum, Scott, his sisters and a few of his friends all assisting in putting up lights and setting tables. Before he walked outside he made his way to your shared bedroom grabbing the roses and rose petals. Before he laid them down he placed a black silk dress with some black crystal strap heels on the bed before sprinkling some pink and red roses over the bed and the floor leading to the bedroom and your bed.

Smiling at his work he made his way back towards his back yard where he was immediately ambushed by his niece and nephews. He walked over to the group with one of them in his arms, leaning over and placing a kiss on his mums cheek.

“Ma, this looks great. Really great.” He smiled as the child in his arms was taken.

“No problem. Anything for that gorgeous girl of yours. Now where is she. Is it almost time?” Lisa was definitely very very excited. Almost more excited than Chris.

“Yes, Yes, ma i gotta get her in about... 10 minutes.” Checking his watch, he ran back up the stairs muttering a quick ‘i’ll be back’ and changing into some plaid pants, a white shirt and a brown jacket.

“Okayyy, i’m going to get the birthday girl. Remember be real quiet when we get back.” He smiled as everyone waved good bye.

10 minutes later you smiled admiring your freshly done nails. You looked over as the bell of the door rang seeing Chris walk in sunnies on all dressed up.

You got up and met him half way, holding your hand out and wiggling your fingers.

“Damn, babyyy.” He smiled lifting your hand closer to his face before pressing a kiss to it. He smiled up at you looking over his glasses, blue eyes gleaming. “So pretty, honey.” He smiled once more before quickly paying the bill and waving to the ladies.

The whole way home you watched as his leg bounced and his hand wrapped and unwrapped itself from yours.

You pulled up to the house and got out of the car, Chris quickly led you toward your bedroom. He rest his hand on the knob giving you a smirk before swinging the door open.

You let jaw dropped as you saw the flowers and black dress resting on the bed.

“Oh, Chris.” You moved to the dress smiling as you lifted it. Turning you smiled as you watched chris rock back and forth a shy smile.

“Wanted to spoil you baby. Now put it on. Got one last surprise.” He smiled leaving the room and closing the door behind him.

Smiling you slipped from your jeans and shirt into the dress. You smiled as you checked your -frankly- gorgeous figure out in the mirror before a loud knock interrupted your admiring. You called out to come in and in walked Scott all nice in a button up and jeans.

“Scott! What are you doing here!?” You smiled as he enveloped you in a hug.

“I came to see my favourite girl!! and Chris made me come get you and bring you down stairs.” Stepping back he gave you a quick once over before grabbing your hand making your twirl.

“You look gorgeous babyyy. I love it!” You smiled and giggles before you were lead out the room and towards the back yard. Before you got to the door you were instructed to close your eyes.

“Good god, what are you doing to me.” Scott laughed and lead to carefully to the back step.

Silently he stepped away from you to stand in front of you along with the rest of your friends and family.

“Umm, Scott can i take my hands away now??” You chuckled and before long two strong hands were lifting your own off your face.

As your eyes adjusted to the light Chris stepped in front of you with everyone else as everyone yelled “Surprise!” and “Happy Birthday!”’s

You jumped and laughed as you looked at the sea of people.

Chris slowly walked towards you before whispering “happy birthday” and placing a soft kiss on your lips.

“Did you do this?” You asked. He grabbed your hands smiling and turned to everyone else.

“Yes i did. Do you like it?” For the first time since you stepped outside you looked around seeing the fairly lights everywhere small tables, and the couches, blankets and cushions for everyone.

“Baby i love it. Thankyou so much.” You smiled leaving a long, lingering kiss on his plump pink lips.

Soon as your moment was over you moved over to say hi and thank you to everyone for the birthday wishes and for turning up.

About an hour and a half later you were standing around talking to some old friends when a glass clinking echoed around the yard. You turned to see Chris standing on a chair.

“‘Scuse me! Can i have your attention!” Everyone turned as he cleared his throat one last time.

“Just wanted to make a quick speech. Y/N, Baby, if you could come here please.” You quickly made you way over to where he stood now on the ground. He took your hand before turning to everyone.

“This woman is one of the kindest, most loving, most beautiful women i’ve ever met and had the pleasure of being with. She is forever teaching me new things and i’m so deeply in love her for everything she does for me and my family,” he looked you in the eyes smiling, “I want to keep this woman in my life for the rest of my life so i guess what i’m trying to say is..” he let go of your hand, his sliding into his pocket and pulling out a little velvet box. You eyes widened and your hand flew to your face. He smiled nervously as he slowly lowered himself to one knee.

“Y/N, baby, will you stay by my side forever. Will you put up with me and my bullshit for the rest of our lives. But most of all, will you please make me the luckiest and happiest man on this earth, and marry me?” Tears pooled in both your eyes as your voice got caught in your throat. Not trusting your voice you nodded, your head almost detaching from your neck.

You bent down slightly cupping the side of his face and pressing your lips to his in a feverish kiss, his free hand coming up to cup your face in return. You pulled back whispering a yes as he stood and pressed your foreheads together. Looking down he slipped the diamond onto your finger. You smiled down at it before locking eyes with your now-fiancé.

“I love you so much, Chris. I can’t think of anything better, than spending the rest of my life with you.” You smiled kissing him one last time.

Neither of you had noticed Scott with his phone out filming everything. Turning to everyone he grabbed your hand swinging it in the air and shouting “She said yes!!!” You laughed and everyone cheered quickly moving to congratulate you two.

The rest of the night went past in a blur Chris barely leaving your side and you barely leaving his as everyone drank and celebrated both your and your engagement.

Eventually the night ended about 12.30 am, everyone heading to bed, you with your fiancé. Man you’d never get sick of saying that.

-9 Months later-

you walked into the boutique, Randy meeting you, your best friends and mum at the entrance, camera crews lurking behind.

“Hello, hello!!!! Y/N! How are you!?” You smiled giving him a hug.

“I’m good! How are you?” Answer with a “fantastic” and you introduced Randy to your mum and best friend before be less through the lobby to the rooms with all the dresses.

“Okay, so, what were we thinking?” Randy clapped his hands together.

“Umm so i was thinking something princess-y like a ball gown, but a strapless, you know??” You said as you avoided the cameras.

Being Chris’ girlfriend turned fiancé you were used to cameras but it still made you nervous sometimes.

“Okay, we’ve got a perfect range for you, if you come with me we’ll chose two or three and go back to the change rooms and try them on.” he placed a hand on your lower back leading you away from your family.

About 10 minutes later you walked out in a plain white ball gown -https://pin.it/5cuCPCq- with a slit for your leg. Standing on the podium you looked at yourself in the mirror. It was a gorgeous dress but, just didn’t feel right.

You turned to your guests and splayed out your hands beside you. You mother clasped her hands over her mouth murmuring how beautiful you look. While your best friend looked at you with a proud smile.

“So what do you think?” Your mum smiled as you turned back to look at yourself.

“I like it. It’s gorgeous, but it just doesn’t quite feel right.” Your cocked your head to the side as you surveyed yourself.

Chris would love this but this was for you.

Randy smiled. “Well it looks gorgeous but we still have more to try.” Once again he help out his hand helping you down before walking you back to the room.

You tried on one more that wasn’t right before trying on the last one. As soon as you put it on, you felt your body light up. You looks down and smoothed the skirt.

Holy Shit

You walked out, back to the stand immediately turning to your mum. Her hands flew to her mouth covering it as tears sprung to her eyes. Before you teared up yourself you looked to your best friend who was nodding furiously.

“My Goodness! It’s gorgeous!!!” Your best friend gushed as you smiled widely, so wide it felt as if your cheeks would split.

You turned to the mirror getting proper view of yourself.

“Sooooo,” Randy’s voice broke you from your thoughts. Your turned to see his equally bright and smiling figure. “Might this be a yes?” His hands clasped together and pressed to his lips. Turning back for one last once over you nodded.

“Yeah. It’s a big yes!” You smiled as everyone rushed up to you hugging what they could.

Randy and the assistant’s clapped as you twirled in celebration.

-3 months later.-

The dress was perfect, the ceremony was perfect, everything was perfect.

The wedding was everything you could have dreamed of from the forest ceremony and the reception.

Lights lined the trees and the under cover canopies. Tables littered these canopies flowers and napkins with the writing Mr&Mrs Evans embroidered on them.

Everyone spent the night dancing and laughing and celebrating you. The place was filled with close friends and family and a couple of A-listers including good ole Sebastian and Anthony, Scarlett and Robert and more.

Once the night was over Chris carried you bridal style (lol) through the threshold of your already shared home, before walking you to the room and placing you down.

Chris continued to worship you all night from small light kisses to consummating the marriage (wink wink) all night.

To say you were the happiest you’ve ever been was an understatement, and this was going to be the rest of your life.

Nothing could be better that this. Now Mrs Evans. Damn.

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Ta-da!! Finished

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[teyvattherapist]

Write to Me

eh fuck it here ya'll go. pspspsps dain simps come get your food.

Anyways it features my oc, I'm too lazy to rewrite it, and I think this is cute. Sooo, posting it anyways.

tags: gn!readerxDainsleif, fluff, soulmate au babyyy, it do always be angst when u squint, dain was a ho as a young man as he should be honestly, oc mention? not massive tho just in the bg, kaeya and albedo making bets

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When he was younger he wasn’t exactly monogamous, sleeping with whatever pretty thing piqued his fancy, his status and good looks lending to men and women throwing themselves at him. He didn’t think he had a soulmate, no lovely voice in his head, he could see colour just fine, and whenever he wrote or drew on his arm there was nothing in return. Not a single scratch that wasn’t his own, nothing. So he did whatever he wanted, there wasn’t anybody matching his soul.

But he was older now, much older. Centuries passed since he was a young man at the centre of many people's hearts. Now he was a disgraced knight and a traveler. He was busy tracking down and destroying the Abyss Order, his traveling companion gone, he had nothing but his duty once more. He stayed away from cities as much as he could, only going in to restock his supplies.

Imagine Dainsleif’s surprise when he woke up one day, odd blue squiggles on the tainted skin of his right arm. It wasn’t anything fancy, a small little smiley face with awful handwriting beside it, a tiny ‘hi’. He outstretched his arm, blinking once, twice, he tried to rub it off. But it didn’t come off. Now? Really? NOW?! He didn’t want to write back, he didn’t want to draw anything. They were more than likely a child judging by the writing, he could just pretend he never saw this.

But they didn’t cease. Apparently when he had rubbed the drawing, it had showed up on them. ‘Yuo real?’ Dainsleif groaned, pulling his gloves on instead. He didn’t have time for this. So Dainsleif ignored it, ignored the messages that sometimes showed up on his arms and he ignored the drawings, no matter how good or awful they were. His duty came first, and he was several centuries old. He simply couldn’t pay attention to it.

But as the years went on the messages began to slow. How many years had passed? Ten? Twenty? He wasn’t entirely sure, his memory blending together, fragmenting and hazing over. Bits and pieces here and there. ‘I hope you’re well, you’ve been quiet.’ A message scrawled on his left arm and he stared at it in the dark of the tent.

‘I am well. And you?’

‘And here I thought my soulmate died. I’m fine.’

Dainsleif sighed, blue eyes flicking upwards at the material of the tent. They deserved somebody so much better. The Twilight Sword was not that somebody. He looked back at his arm, a name, he assumed, was scrawled beside the words.

‘Dainsleif.’

‘Like the sword?’

‘Like the sword.’

“Fascinating. I must be going to sleep now, I have work early. Goodnight, Dainsleif.’

Dainsleif dropped his arm beside him, a soft sigh escaping his lips. How ridiculous was this. The Gods truly hated him to gift him a soulmate when he was what, five hundred and twenty five? His poor soulmate, too. He couldn’t stop thinking about what an unfortunate situation it was for them, perhaps it was the way he showed he did care, even if he hadn’t met them or spoken to them beyond reading the occasional message they wrote.

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You hurried through the hallway, already late for work, the fifth time that month. You spared a wave to Sucrose who was exiting Albedo’s laboratory and she smiled, waving back. You quickly threw open the door to the laboratory across from Albedo’s, entering swiftly. “I’m so sorry Ohm, my alarm didn’t go off again and- Oh!” You stopped, realising there was somebody else in there.

The medical captain looked around the man dressed in interesting garb, smiling when he saw it was you. “Hello, (y/n)! Nothing to worry about. Ahem, where was I? Oh yes! Same rules as before, but try to apply it more sparingly, I don’t want you building up an intolerance until I can find something stronger.” Ohm held out a jar of azure gel but the man was stiff, unmoving. “Teyvat to Dainsleif?”

“Wait- Dainsleif?” You stopped, dropping the papers you had been holding. They scattered everywhere and Ohm tilted his head, periwinkle hair falling into his face, a clear sign of his utter confusion. Dainsleif turned to you, his eyes were stunning, blue and the pupils- he was gorgeous, that was the first thing that came to you and you felt your cheeks warming at his piercing gaze.

“Well would you look at the time, I have to go uhm, annoy Albedo. It's in my schedule. Please lock the lab if you are to leave. Dainsleif heed my orders or I’ll find you.” Ohm stood up, he rounded Dainsleif, grabbing the bough keeper’s hand and placing the jar into it. He then let go and walked away. He put one hand on your shoulder and leaned in close. “Be nice, he’s shy.” The doctor whispered and then he was off, shutting the door behind him with a click.

You bent down to pick up the paperwork now that the initial shock wore off. Dainsleif also seemed to snap back into action, pocketing the jar. He stepped forward, crouching down to help you with the papers. “I apologise, your Gods have chosen an awful soulmate for you.” He was blunt, apparently. His voice deep and soothing nonetheless. He held the papers out in a bandaged hand and you hesitantly took them.

“I don’t know, I think you’re pretty. Even if you ignore me.” Did you really just- You stood quickly, walking by him and to the desk on the other side of the room, the small wooden desk you had claimed as your own. “Ahem, are you injured? I suppose you must be if you’re visiting the medical captain.” You trailed off, sorting the papers neatly on the desk.

“No, yes, technically.” Dainsleif stood, brushing off his dark pants. You turned, quirking an eyebrow at him as he moved back to the captain’s desk to retrieve a glove that matched his other one. Was it worth it? To give up his secrets? To show just why they should stop speaking to him and run far far away? He grabbed his glove and hesitated, looking at the thick material. He shook his head, pulling the glove over his bandages.

“Well, if you’re ever in need of care and you’re in Mondstadt, just write. Ohm has been teaching me how to do what he does. Though I can’t really do it like him yet, I’m still a pretty alright healer.” You offered with a soft smile even though he wasn’t looking at you. Dainsleif hesitated, adjusting his glove. Kind, dedicated to a good cause, funny sometimes. He cursed his feelings.

Dainsleif turned towards you, pressing himself against the desk as if to steady himself. His eyes flicked to the side, he was clearly thinking of something. He closed his eyes for a moment, nodded to himself, and then opened them again. “Ask your mentor about the Twilight Sword. I’m afraid I must take my leave. Write to me.” Dainsleif pushed himself off the desk and with a swiftness you weren’t sure was human, he was gone.

Immediately you brought your nail to your arm, writing gently. ‘I like your cape.’

‘Thank you, I like your cloak.’

Oh he was awkward awkward. Cute. You smiled at the words before getting back to work, these medical reports wouldn’t process themselves, after all. Though his words played through your mind, Twilight Sword.. It was oddly familiar but no amount of examining your brain proved useful, oh well. You’d just have to ask later.

Ohm snickered with Kaeya as they watched Dainsleif breeze by them, practically throwing himself down the staircase and out the door. “I’ll bet you one thousand mora he left the explaining to me.” Ohm spoke when he heard the heavy door to the headquarters slam shut.

“Neither of us are dumb enough to bet that, he absolutely did.” Albedo commented, leaning back against the wall, arms crossed over his chest. “The feared Twilight Sword, Bough Keeper of Khaenri’ah brought down by a soulmate, so silly.”

“I don’t know, Albedo, I think it's quite endearing.” Kaeya teased, tapping his chin thoughtfully, but his eye told another story, glinting mischievously. “I’ll take that bet, Ohm. I’ll bet one thousand mora he tells them before he gets back to camp.” He held his hand out and Ohm took his hand, shaking it. Unfortunately, sealing Kaeya’s fate.

“Wait, hold on. I’ll bet one thousand mora he doesn’t do either.”

“That’s the spirit, alchemist.” Ohm shook hands with Albedo who huffed. “We should get back to work.” The medical captain gave a curt nod before he headed further up the stairs and towards the direction of his laboratory.

[kyber-kisses]

Southern Nights (3/4)

Dean Winchester x Reader

Warnings: a little angst, but mostly fluff🤷‍♀️

Summary: After a situation with the BMoL, Dean finds himself running towards the person he fears for the most besides his brother. But even when he finds her safe and alive, he can see that something isnt right.

A/n: So remember when I said it was gonna be two parts and then I switched it to three? Well now its gonna be four. . .Enjoy!

Part 1        Part 2

There is a split second after the words leave your lips that Dean thinks your joking, but then as he looks at you he can see you are dead serious. You don't make eye contact- instead you focus on the orange tabby still swatting at fireflies.

For  as long as Dean and his brother had known you, you had loved hunting.  You loved saving people. There was a method to your madness when it came  to you constantly being on your feet and finding new cases. Keeping  people safe, making the world better. That was what made you happy.

And Dean loved the hell out of you for it.

The older Winchester watched you with a concerned expression, your eyes   still having yet to meet his. The glassy look in your pupils was the first thing he noticed though, even as you tried to avert your eyes.

You had been quiet because you were finding it hard to find the right words. The words that would help the person you loved so dearly understand. “You know-” You began, swallowing thickly. “I was supposed to leave her four weeks ago. Four. I was supposed to pack myself into my car and head off on a vetala hunt in Montana. I had my bags packed up and everything.” Taking a deep breath, you looked down at your hands, taking in the callouses and scars a lifetime of hunting had left behind. “And there I was- standing on the front steps, keys in my hand and bags at my feet. . .and I couldn't get myself to go. I knew I should, there was a job that needed to be done.” You shrugged. “But I couldn't do it Dean. I called a hunter friend, informed them of the case and went back inside. I guessed I had hoped the feeling would pass, that I just needed another day. But it didn't.”

Dean wasn’t  sure which part broke his heart more, your next words and how your shoulders sagged as you said them or how your voice wavered and the tears finally raced down your face. Maybe it was both- either way it felt like a hot poker had been twisted  into his gut.

“I'm crazy tired, Dean. . .and I think I have been for a long time.” Your voice cracked, eyes looking up from your hands and back to the front yard. “I think I’ve been running so hard and so fast for so long that I- that I didn’t realize how tired I was until I was burning on fumes. As much as I love hunting, I think I need to stop.” Your voice cracking once more before falling silent.

oh, Y/N.

“but if you guys need help with this men of letters stuff, I am one hundred percent there-” You quickly added, finally turning to look at him.

“woah, woah, woah hey pump the breaks-” he quickly shook his head as he rose from his spot next to you, only to move and squat down in front of you, his hands on your  knees. “Don’t. Sam and I have got that all under control.”  Sliding his hand into your own, he gave it a reassuring squeeze.

“But its not fair.”

Deans eyebrows drew together in confusion as he looked up at you. “Whats not fair?”

You inhaled another shaky breath, trying to find some sort of serenity in those jade irises. “I-”

“Take your time. I’m right here.”

For  a moment you remained stagnant, gripping Deans hand tightly as if it   were a life line. “That I decided to stop while you and Sam are still out there.” You paused when you saw the still clear confusion on his face. “ Dean, I know you're tired too. You even admitted it last night when I brought it up. Its not right that I should get the option to stop when you're in a similar boat. Its not fair.”

Dean couldn't believe the words coming out of your mouth. It was almost like you had stunned him into silence. “Are you saying you feel guilty for putting down your gun?”

“Yes!”

“Don’t be. Don’t.” He repeated, shaking his head again. “Sure I get worn out every once and awhile, sometimes worse than others- but I'm okay.” He gave you one of his soft reassuring smiles before placing a kiss in the center of you palm. “Sam and I can handle the monsters.”

“But-”

“No buts okay?” Slowly rising back to his feet, he extends a hand before pulling you up with him. Dean wrapped an arm around your shoulder before you could stop him, the hunter pulling you in close. Despite the still heavy feeling in your stomach, it fluttered at the feeling of being pressed against him. You sunk into the warmth of his side, appreciative of the simple gesture. “you deserve everything good in this life, Y/N.”

“So do you.” You mumbled, yawning half way through the words.

You're not sure, but you think you can feel Dean smiling against your hairline. Luckily you're correct, your words managing to make something in Dean crack wide open. He lets himself drown for another moment in the complete bliss that is having you in his arm before he prepares himself to pull away, the constant voice in his head reminding him : Arms length away.

Either time had frozen since he pulled you into that hug or you were much more tired than he initially realized, because as he shifted he could feel you sink further into his arms, cheek resting against his chest.

“You falling asleep on me?”

The only response from you was a sleepy mumble, earning a soft chuckle from the older Winchester as he bent slightly to hook an arm underneath your legs, hoisting you up into his arms.

“Alright, let’s get you to bed, Sweetheart.” He mumbled softly against your forehead, placing one last soft kiss there before resting his cheek on your hairline. Using his foot to wedge open the screen door, he slipped inside before softly shutting it behind him. Sam was already passed out on the couch when he passed by, the hunter eventually making it across the living room and into your bedroom before laying you down on the bed.

Dean gifts himself one last look at you before turning to head out the door. He can sleep on the other couch, you deserve to have your bed to yourself even if you rarely sleep in it, plus once again the little voice tells him to not get any closer. Its already hard enough to pull away as it is whenever hes around you.

“Don’t even think about going to sleep on that couch.” You suddenly mumble, face pressed into your pillow, hair already across your face. “Its half the size of you.”

“I thought you were asleep?”

“Nah. I just wanted you to carry me in here.”

That earns a slight chuckle from him, along with a shake of his head. “You sure you want me as a bunk mate? I’ve been told I’m a cuddler.”

“Who the fuck told you that?” You mumbled, slightly confused as to who Dean had been cuddling. You pressed your face further into the pillow.

“.  . . my pillow.” Dean huffed as he toed off his boots and against all his better judgment he allows himself to fall into bed besides you. “But it hasn't complained.”

“Mmm, I wonder why.”

You could feel Deans soft chuckle rumble in his chest as he wrapped his   arms around you and pulled you closer, allowing you to snuggle into his embrace. You should have pulled way, kept some sort of distance between you . . .but you didn't. After a moment you could feel his fingers brushing through your  hair, his attempt no doubt at trying to lull you back to sleep.

“I’m  sorry this life has worn so much out of you, Y/N. I really hope you find some peace here.” He spoke softly, pressing another kiss to your temple.

“You could too, you know. Find peace here. . . With me.” You tried, twisting your fingers into the fabric of his t-shirt. It was another moment in which you shouldn't have said anything but you couldn't help it. Staying here with Dean? Now that would be heaven on earth.

“Oh could you imagine that? Me, not doing anything related to hunting? I might go insane.”

“Maybe you could do what Bobby did, give other hunters advice ya know?”

“Yeah,  maybe.” You couldn’t see it, but Dean had a faint smile on his lips as  he rested his cheek against your head. He had to admit, that did sound  nice. A calm life. . . And with you? That was a picture of paradise if he ever imagined one.

“I mean, you already got the grumpy old man part down.” You joked, smiling when you heard Dean suck in air through his teeth.

“Oh, not gonna lie. That one stung a bit.” He grinned.

“I’m just kidding, you know that right?”

“Yeah, yeah I do. Now go to sleep.”

carding your fingers through his short hair, you give him one last sleepy smile through the dark. “Good night Mo Ghraidh.”

Dean hums under your touch, unable to stop himself from smiling when you speak. For all he knows you could be calling him some rude name as a long running joke with yourself, (Because lets be real, that is something you would totally do just to drive him mad.) But then again he wouldn't care if you were because the way the words roll off your tongue brings a sense of calm. Its something reserved just for him, whatever it means.

And he loves it.

“Goodnight Y/N.”

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[george-fabian-weasley]

Hey, syaf! May I request a 👁👄👁 for my fic Amortentia?

I need a little validation you see

Heyyy 'niya babyyy thank you so much for joining my sleepover! Of course, of course! 🥺💓

Amortentia by @strawberriesonsummer

Summary: Fred Weasley was tired of his twin not making a move on his crush and decides to take the matter onto his own hands. That may have involved George 'accidentally' slipping a love potion into Y/N's drink.

I love the way your summary just gives us a teaser of what happened, and it raises the interest that makes the reader go 'yknow what i wanna know what happened' and that is very important as a writer!

"Extendable Ears for the eavesdroppers!"

"Love Potion for the love sick!"

"Ten second pimple vanishers for clear skin!"

"Dung bombs for the revenge thirsty!"

I love this part so much i dont know why HDKSJD I JUST I CAN HEAR THEM SCREAMING THEM AT THE COMMON ROOM HDJSJDJJ successful business bois

Fred Weasley of course did this on purpose. He knew his brother had been crushing on since the yule ball. He had spent a lot of days listening to George talk about you. Talk about the way you talked or the smile you always had on your lips or the cute look on your face whenever you focused on something. At first, he was glad he's sibling finally found someone he really liked but it got annoying after some time. He knew George was far from asking you out so he played a little role in it.

GASPPP FRED YOU DID NOT DHSKDJJSJD and this is actually what Fred WOULD do and it's comical because he's doing it to stop George from being so annoying HHKSJSJD AND I LIVE FOR IT

You've always had a crush on George. Since the day you two met at king's cross station. Even though both Fred and George were identical, you took a liking towards the younger and less dramatic twin. You knew he was the quieter one. There was no way you could not like him. He was funny, witty, understanding and basically everything a girl could ask for.

GASPP OMG SHE LIKES HIM BACK DJKSHDJSJD

"Georgie!" You drag his name, "I feel great now that you are here." You flirted giggling. "Merlin, you eyes are so dark!" Your hand rested on his cheek, "And your hair is so red and soft!" You exclaimed touching his hair.

Okay this is ADORABLE. I'm imagining like she's just freakin drunk and DBJSJDJSJD also c-can i touch his hair too 🥺👉👈

George groaned and started walking out of the great hall. "Georgie! Don't leave without me!" You called out. You ran after him and hugged him from behind. He turned around and his eyes softened when he looked at you.

HFKSJFJEKD THIS IS SO CUTE GAHH HE WOULD BE SO SOFT FOR HIS GIRL NO ONE TOUCH ME

"Yes, Indeed." George whispered but he wasn't looking the lake, he was looking at you.

HDKWJDKWKD HE GOT DEM WORDS SIR PLEASE THIS IS A WENDYS DRIVE THRU

"Only if you feed them to me," You mumbled and climbed on his lap. George was stunned to say the least. You wrap both your arms around his neck to steady yourself. "Go on, Georgie," You say, your face too close to each others.

GASP. THE TENSION FROM THIS PARAGRAPH ALONE NIYA PLEASEE IM GOING FERALLLL

When George arrived at the Gryffindor common room he saw his twin looking at him with a knowing look. "So, how did it go?" Fred smirked. As a reply, George just smacked the first thing he could find near him on his twin's head.

As you should, georgie HDKSHDJJSJD

Overall: 10/1O WOULD RECOMMEND BECAUSE THIS IS DROP DEAD ADORABLE AND I CAN'T STOP READING IT NIYA YOU'RE AMAZINGGG YA'LL READ IT RIGHT NOW ISTG IT'S SO FREAKIN CUTE

JOIN MY SLEEPOVER!

[fallinallincurls]

I have really bad scars on my stomach from something that happened a few years ago and I'm super insecure about them. I was thinking maybe you could write a blurb about Shawn kissing his girlfriend's scars and telling her that she's beautiful 🥺

thank you for sending this in, hope you like this! and remember you’re so beautiful no matter what 

“Babyyy,” Shawn draws, looking up at you with big eyes full of love. His head is in his lap, arms wrapped around your waist. With rosy cheeks, pure happiness radiating off his body and messy curls atop his head, the sight is one you love so much. “You’re so gorgeous.”

“Bub, stop it.” You laugh with a shake of your head, trying to disguise the slight embarrassment and insecurity that arises with every compliment. Even after being with Shawn for a few years, the uneasy feeling that always comes with the sweet words Shawn constantly gives you. He’s the most caring and adoring boy in the world and you appreciate everything he does for you, but there’s many parts of your body that you still don’t love entirely.

Your stomach being a big one.

And with Shawn hands slowly pushing the fabric up of your oversized tshirt (that’s actually his), you’re reminded of the terrible scars that decorate the soft skin of your tummy. Left over from an incident that happened years ago, you can barely stand even looking at them and we’re insanely nervous about showing them to Shawn. 

But he absolutely loves those scars. It doesn’t matter to him where you got them or what happened, even though you did tell him, he only sees them as a testament to your undeniable strength and only makes you more stunning in his eyes.

“Okay?” Shawn murmurs quietly, fabric exposing your skin as his fingers carefully travel across your stomach. You nod, but swallow the emotions swelling in your chest. It doesn’t get any easier letting him love on you, especially this particular part of you, but his attention does teach you to love yourself.

“You know you’re the most incredible, beautiful and absolutely lovely girl in the world?” Shawn says honestly, each word full of pure love. He presses a trail of warm, tender kisses across your tummy and you could almost cry at the action. “I know you’re insecure about these, but they make you so much stronger and incredible to me. You have gone through so much and these are proof of that. But remember you’re not any less beautiful because of it. You’re so gorgeous.” He continues rambling on with his sweet reminder while continuously placing kisses along your scars. 

“You’re too much for me, bub.” You choke out between small sobs. There was never a time in your life when you thought someone would ever love you like Shawn does, but he proves everyday that he’s so utterly infatuated with you.

“I love you, sweetheart. Every bit of you.”

[stricken-with-clairvoyancy]

Prinxiety fic recs

Hey everyone, I know isolation is difficult, and a good majority of the fandom use fics as an escape mechanism, so hopefully some people can get a kick out of some of these. As my blog title suggests, I mostly just consume prinxiety content, so this list is for any prinxiety stans out there. Feel free to add on with your own fics or recs, regardless of ship! All fics are completed unless stated otherwise, to avoid giving anyone WIPlash. :)

First up, literally anything by the Queen of Prinxiety (and stunning writing in general) @coconut-cluster. Hers was one of the first blogs who’s writing I got really invested in, and her writing is like the equivalent of snuggling into a warm blanket in the sunshine. It’s good stuff y’all. Writing masterlist If you’re overwhelmed by how many incredible stories she’s written though, I gotchu fam, here are some of my favourites to get you started: Sciamachy, My dreams made music in the night, Snowball fight

Powerless by @impatentpending . One of the best stories I’ve ever had the pleasure of reading, better than most published literature I daresay. Seriously it’s just,,, so good!!! If you haven’t read it yet I highly recommend you do. You’ve got morally grey villains, you’ve got wit, you’ve got a hoverbike named Brendon Urie. It’s an all round good time, except when, you know, it’s angsty.

The To Love And Be Loved series by @virgilsjourney It’s so soft!!! So light and sweet and comforting!!! You’ve got hurt/comfort (heavy on the comfort) with a large helping of mutual pining, and it’s the perfect fic if you need a pick-me-up after a long day.

Butterflies by @creativenostalgiastuff . I live for techie Virgil and this fic does not disappoint. Incredibly cute, Roman gets the validation he deserves, 10/10.

My true love gave to me by @lovelylogans Honestly my favourite oneshot of all time, I giggle the whole way through when reading this. The sheer magnitude of their mutual pining,,, incredible. Genuinely this fic is so wonderful and funny and lighthearted and sweet and hhhhhhhhhh. Looking at her masterlist I’ve also come to realise that she’s written a lot of my favourites, so I’ll just link that here! :)

Wet blanket , Life of the party and Social grace by @tulipscomeinallsortsofcolors. A tad angsty, but so worth the read, and they more than make up for any potential hurt with the gratuitous fluff. Hella soft, superb writing. On another note, if you haven’t already, you should absolutely read their jaw-droppingly amazing series Love and other fairytales. Romantic lamp and a heck tonne of cool worldbuilding, gripping plot and fae galore, prepare to become thoroughly invested.

A dragon’s tail by @theeternalspace . This one had me on the edge of my seat you guys, it’s so gripping you’ll wanna stay up all night reading it. You’ve got prince!Virgil, you’ve got knight!Roman, you’ve got Dragon!Logan. Need I say more?

The most adorable Parents!Prinxiety headcanons you ever did read, by the incredible @thelowlysatsuma , with a tooth-rottingly sweet fic to go with it by @watchoutforthefanfics . You WILL get cavities and you WILL sob at the soft domesticity of it all.

@shakesqueer-writes is lowkey a Prinxiety GOD so I’m just gonna link you to their whole entire masterlist of masterpieces.

The phenomenal It’s only logical by @tinysidestrashcaptain . This one is incomplete, but it’s honestly so perfectly written that it’s going on here anyway. I can only dream of achieving Virgil’s level of sass in this fic, an absolute icon. It’s a flower shop au AND a coffee shop au babyyy.

I can only assume from the remarkable quality of the writing that Keep him safe by @whatwashernameagain gets recommended a lot, as it RIGHTLY DESERVES. This fic is also incomplete, but so worth waiting for, each new chapter is a sucker punch of emotions and the character development is second to none. I’d definitely heed the trigger warnings on this one though, it does handle (very well and realistically) some darker themes. There’s also a raccoon named Cat and I love her.

A get-together and getting together by @hickory-dickory-doc-k Fake! dating! Fake! Dating! Fake! Dating! Fak- Ok but for real though guys this one is so gosh darn cute I dropped everything on Christmas day to rush upstairs and read it when the last chapter came out and I was grinning so much lemme tell you. I’ve read a lot of fake dating aus in my time and this one honestly takes the cake.

(I’d never) want once from the cherry tree written by @ace-corvid with gorgeous art to go with it by @blank-ace . YouTuber au!!! Virgil gets to be the chaotic conspiracy guy we know he secretly longs to be, and Roman gets the adoring fanbase he deserves. The humour is also on point. I mean, Deceit’s name in Virgil’s contacts is Snake fursona man, and honestly if that doesn’t sell it, I don’t know what will.

Of trying and towers by @parsnipit . An oldie but a classic, this story is phenomenal. It’s got action! It’s got magical curses! It’s got so many dragons! It’s got highkey terrified but also kinda badass Virgil! It’s so good you guys, the plot and the family bonding and hhhhhhh dragons are so cool.

Destined by @rosesisupposes . Oooooh this one has such a fun premise. Virgil’s a sage (kind of like a seer) and is just kinda vibing with the humans until sh*t goes down, ft sass, flirting, pun-based bakeries, and a coffee machine named Gilda. It’s great. I love it.

Long live by @meginoi . It’s!!! Essentially a really cool princess diaries au!!! How rad is that? Virgil is pretty much permanently stressed, but Pat and Lo are supportive bros and he ;) has ;) Roman ;) there ;) to ;) help.

Falling (falling) by @basically-i-write-shit . Don’t let their url fool you this fic is honestly so gripping, I stayed up way into morning bingeing it. Be warned though, it does handle some pretty dark topics, so heed the trigger warnings. ft. single dad Virgil and babysitter Roman!

Inks and tallies by @skittlesun . Tattoo 👏 artist 👏 Roman 👏 Frick 👏 Yeah 👏 Also by the same author, the amazing fic The betting pool is an absolute delight. Flirting galore. Go read it pls.

Late night, long night by @crowleyspraisekink . Virgil’s in a tank top and Roman is Gay Panic tm. Adorable, superb, 10/10.

A curse is a dream your heart makes by @romansleftshoulderpad This oneshot is a long boi but my god you will enjoy every single second of it. Roman gets cursed by the Dragon witch to act out classic Disney movies with Virgil, and it’s honestly so entrancing. Phenomenal writing.

Queen of fluff @not-so-innocent-bi-sander has so much adorable fics that I’m gonna link their whole masterlist because you deserve to treat yourself to their writing, and I’m also gonna add some quick links to my faves here because I love them: The reunion, Romance in the air…port, Guitar lessons. The first fic of theirs I read is the series The view from here, and it was so heartwarmingly sweet that it helped distract me from some pretty bad cramps, so I highly recommend you go check that out if you need a cute pick me up. It’s incomplete, but it’s mostly fluff and ongoing, so you won’t be left on any cliffhangers.

Thespian by @random-snippets is a heart-wrenchingly sweet hurt/comfort fic that I wholeheartedly recommend. Roman puts on a play in the imagination but neglects to tell Virgil that his character straight up dies at the end, and Virgil is understandably distraught. It’s ok though, Virgil gets love and hugs! Also just check out their masterlist because their writing is absolutely sensational, especially their pining!Virgil LAMP fics.

Through different eyes by @stars-and-rose . Roman’s a warlock who’s been ‘kidnapping’ Patton in an endearing attempt to get the handsome knight’s ;) attention. Super cute and a fun read, honestly it’s adorable.

@today-only-happens-once is another phenomenal writer who’s masterlist I’m also gonna link because they’re all! So! Good!!! Here’s some of my faves: Exposure therapy ft Ace!Roman, Acoustic, Always

A hero’s rescue by @stillebesat . Villain!Roman and Hero!Virgil ft a healthy dose of hurt/comfort and a a really cool premise. I go back and re-read this one a lot!

Welcome to the neighbourhood by @lefaystrent is incomplete, but it’s so goddamn hysterical that it’s going on here anyway. Their comedic genius is astounding. Some more of my favourites of theirs include: Roamin’ nights, Flutter and fall, Rewrite

Blink and you’ll miss it and waterspout by @greenninjagal-blog are both lovely reads which I highly recommend. Seriously guys their writing is amazing, go check them out.

Sweet dreams and Petals red as blood by @candied-peach are both gorgeously written and I absolutely adore them, 10/10.