#i’m ready to fight her gf

[hmp-larkhall]

teach me some more

i’m down on my knees

[nottsangel]

jj maybank’s hot and confident baddie!gf hcs ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

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ꨄ︎ this man is head over heels for you, kissing the ground you walk on type of energy. golden retriever & black cat couple. his friends frequently joke that you wear the pants in the relationship but he doesn’t care about anyone’s opinion— he feels like the luckiest man alive. “i’m her bitch? hell yeah i am.”

ꨄ︎ he feels so proud when you stick up for him, especially against the kooks. he’s ready to fight anyone that disrespects him but before he gets the chance, you’re already putting them in their place. he proudly watches you with the biggest smile on his face, letting you do your thing. “that’s my girl.”

ꨄ︎ doesn’t mind being submissive for you in the bedroom. calls you ‘mommy’ sometimes and lets you take control whenever you want to— it’s so fucking hot to him. he loves it when you praise him while you’re rocking your hips back and forth on his cock, whispering in his ear what a good boy he is.

ꨄ︎ he’s completely obsessed with you. always taking candid pictures of you and setting them as his lockscreen. his instagram page is filled with you as well, whether it’s the two of you together or just you alone. he’s literally your biggest fan and hypeman. “turn your head juuuust a bit to the left mamas, need to get that highlighter on camera.”

ꨄ︎ this man does anything for you. and with anything i mean anything. you ask for it and he will get it, no matter what. “oh, you think that puppy is cute? alright, ma’am. gimme three… maybe four working days and a puppy will be delivered right to your door step.” “j, that’s not wha-“ “sssh, just lemme make my girl happy.”

ꨄ︎ poor baby gets so sad when you get attention from men. he refuses to talk to you for an hour and will pout and sulk all day with his arms crossed. “he totally wanted to fuck you babe” “don’t be stupid, he was the goddamn waiter!” “so? doesn’t mean he didn’t wanna fuck you. did you see the way he looked at you when he served us those burgers?!”

ꨄ︎ you’re very protective of him and you make sure luke won’t ever lay a finger on jj again. jj spends most of his time at your house because he feels so at ease there, but if he needs to grab something from his house, you always go with him. if it escalates, you will have jj’s back before it gets out of hand. "listen, 'cause I'm only gonna say it once. touch him again and you're gonna be in big fucking trouble, got it?”

[dannyricsmirrorball]

paddock princess • cl16 ੈ✩‧₊˚

ੈ✩‧₊˚ pairing || charles leclerc x journalist!reader

ੈ✩‧₊˚ genre || social media au

ੈ✩‧₊˚ summary || y/n is an f1tv presenter. charles is a scuderia ferrari f1 driver. there’s no way they’re together… right?

ੈ✩‧₊˚ a/n || kinda basic and predictable but thought it was cute.

liked by pierregasly, charles_leclerc, and 40,982 others

yourusername let’s go 2023 🇧🇭

tagged f1

username72 another season another year of y/n’s slay paddock fits

username16 ferrari red…?

natalie_pinkham gorgeous girl 😍

username55 another year of charles and y/n obnoxiously flirting while they’re both oblivious to the other

username81 woo so excited for this season and to see u on track and in the paddock 🤍🤍

scuderiaferrari loving the red 😍

username01 ofc charles already in the likes

username44 the best presenter in the paddock

f1 paddock princess!!

arthur_leclerc lfg

⤷ username16 supportive brother in law 🤔🤭

francisca.cgomes my girlllll

⤷ yourusername miss uuu

liked by scuderiaferrari, francisca.cgomes, and 120,838 others

yourusername faces of the paddock

tagged pierregasly, charles_leclerc, landonorris, carlossainz55, maxvertsappen1, alex_albon

username82 see, this is what happens when u are respectful towards the drivers, they actually look like they’re having fun and not wanting to neck themselves

username33 max looks so happy 🥹

lilymhe that 4head 🤤 alex_albon

⤷ alex_albon 😐

carlossainz55 🧸🌶️

danielricciardo no feature??

⤷ yourusername well maybe if u had a seat…

⤷ danielricciardo oh.

⤷ heidiberger_ she’s got u there danny

⤷ username3 danny’s catching strays left and right… even from his own gf 😭

username61 the whole grid loves her like she’s literally paddock princess

username17 omfg charles that is literally a man that is IN LOVE

landonorris max looks v beautiful 😍😍

⤷ yourusername he does doesn’t he… 🤭

⤷ maxverstappen1 i pull it of do i not?

username72 i’m sorry?! the way charles is looking at her… i’m FLOORED

username91 i’m so sorry but the way they all interact w her like they’re friends… u do not see this w any other presenter or journalist. like she’s so good it makes u feel like they’re friends irl

⤷ landonorris what are u talking abt? y/n is literally my best friend

⤷ pierregasly hate to break it to you mate but pretty sure she doesn’t feel the same

⤷ landonorris yeah soz probs ur gf 🙄

⤷ francisca.cgomes sorry lan and pierre 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

⤷ pierregasly more like *******

⤷ yourusername who’s that 🤔

charles_leclerc great pics y/n 🤍

⤷ username82 he is so painful

⤷ username5 what is this charles 😭

⤷ yourusername thanku charles 🤍

liked by scuderiaferrari, charles_leclerc, and 92,038 others

yourusername exciting stuff…

tagged scuderiaferrari, charles_leclerc, carlossainz55, shellmotorsport

username02 AHHH SO EXCITED

username37 obsessed w anything ferrari x y/n

pierregasly he still thinks he can wink 😟

scuderiaferrari very exciting!

username91 MORE CHARLES Y/N CONTENT YES PLS

charles_leclerc so fun seeing u today x

⤷ username27 my man can NOT flirt

⤷ username52 mans is lucky he has a pretty face

username22 ready to watch y/n and charles shamelessly flirt whilst carlos watches no thoughts head empty

username33 y/n is the best interviewer she always makes the drivers comfortable and have fun - helps that charles is defs majorly crushing

carlossainz55 always a fun time 🔥

liked by username4, pierregasly, and 12,037 others

leclerc_updates take a guess at who he’s looking at in every single one of these

tagged charles_leclerc, yourusername

username14 pierre?? what are u doing here?!

username92 pierre is always lurking

username16 pierre is sick of charles being a lovesick fool and is taking matters into his own hands

username91 HE LOOKS SO IN LOVE HELP

username28 he’s so fucking fine and he’s down so bad

username75 charles_leclerc fight back?!

username01 my man STAND UP

liked by charles_leclerc, olliebearman, and 230,928 others

yourusername we are going to monte carlo!

username91 red for ferrari at charles’ home race ❤️‍🔥

username2 fits never disappoint

lilymhe stunning gorgeous gal

charles_leclerc have a beautiful time

⤷ username64 is this him trying to tell her she’s beautiful?? he’s seriously so bad at flirting

danielricciardo don’t be surprised if u accidentally fall in

⤷ yourusername u wouldn’t…

⤷ natalie_pinkham he would

⤷ yukitsunoda0511 he would

leclerc_pascale belle fille 😍

⤷ yourusername merci maman 🩷

⤷ username16 IM SORRY WHAT

⤷ username40 they are NOT slick w it

liked by carlossainz55, lorenzotl, and 1,167,828 others

charles_leclerc 6th in today’s race. it was always going to be difficult with yesterday’s penalty.

thank you for all the amazing support this weekend. home race always feels special 🤍

username16 il predestinato 🙌

username91 the prince of monaco

username01 a good job charles 👏 get ‘em next time!

yourusername keep pushing 🤍

⤷ username9 best wag things

username56 at least u finished 😭

scuderiaferrari 💪❤️

joris__trouche proud of u mate

arthurleclerc ❤️

lorenzotl ❤️

username99 you’ll come back stronger!

liked by pierregasly, francisca.cgomes, and 104,028 others

yourusername best birthday ever 🌺🌺

username73 oh my god i need that cake

username16 OMFG SECOND SLIDE HAS TO BE CHARLES

francisca.cgomes happy birthday my beautiful girl 💓

usernames73 SOFT LAUNCH???

username92 omg y/n softlaunching…. who’s the man?!

⤷ username47 it’s obv charles

⤷ username92 we don’t know that. i mean she’s a tv presenter/interviewer and he’s literally one of the most highly regarded and talented racing drivers in the world

⤷ username47 and he is literally friends w her? most of the grid is quite close w her and he openly flirts w her? lol stay mad

carlossainz55 happy birthday hermosa ❤️‍🔥

⤷ yourusername thanku carlitos 🤭

⤷ username3 carlos said if charles ain’t gonna shoot his shot i might as well hahahah

⤷ username21 always shipped them more, they have wayyy more chemistry than charles and y/n

⤷ username61 carlos literally said he sees her as a sort of younger sister and when y/n joined the racing community she said carlos took her under his wing like an older brother figure 🤢

⤷ username4 plus carlos is (along w pierre and kika) probably the biggest charles and y/n shipper

⤷ username8 and carlos literally has a gf 😭 and y/n is still rlly close w isa so she wouldn’t go there

⤷ username3 hasn’t stopped ppl b4…

pierregasly happy birthday mate 😝

⤷ yourusername thanku pear 🍐🩷

arthurleclerc hbd y/n 🥳

⤷ yourusername ❤️❤️

maxverstappen1 happy birthday y/n!

⤷ yourusername thankuuu max

naomischiff happy birthday love 💜

isahernaez happy birthday hun 😍💘

⤷ yourusername thankuuu isa 💖

carla.brocker happy birthday sis 🩵🩷

⤷ yourusername love u 🩷🩵

⤷ username12 sister in law??? 👀👀

f1 happy birthday to the queen of the paddock!

⤷ yourusername thanku admin 💛

alex_albon hbd rockstar 🤘

⤷ yourusername ty albono 🤘🤘

username65 with all the drivers and wags saying hbd, you’d forget she’s literally just an f1 presenter 😭

landonorris happy birthday bff best friend for life

⤷ yourusername thanku lan 😛

danielricciardo hiphiphooray oldie

⤷ yourusername thanku danny… but who are u calling old?

georgerussell63 happy birthday mate 👏

⤷ yourusername thank you gr 🤍

lewishamilton happy birthday y/n ☺️💜

⤷ yourusername thank you lewis 💜

⤷ username18 i actually cant. they love her so much. like lewis wouldn’t do this for half the drivers.

oscarpiastri hbd y/n 🙃

⤷ yourusername thanks oscar 🩷🩷

username55 all this noise abt y/n and charles dating but charles didn’t even say happy birthday… lol

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francisca.cgomes feliz aniversário minha linda menina! i love u forever and am proud of u beyond words. you are so talented and the kindest soul i’ve ever known. forever my soul sister 🩷🩷

tagged yourusername

username19 the best paddock friendship

usenane77 y/n being so close to pierre and kika warms my heart

username1 ok but like pierre and charles are def on the opposite side of the third pic

pierregasly 🤍

username89 pierre and charles being bffs and then their gfs also becoming bffs 🥹

⤷ username9 charles’ gf?

⤷ username89 not confirmed but basically confirmed

carla.brocker beauties ⭐️⭐️

⤷ username73 arthur’s gf ^^ 🌚

⤷ username8 they can just be friends without anything to do w charles

yourusername my sister 😘😘

username9 kika is so iconic for putting a pap pic of them

liked by charlesleclerc_updates, pierregasly, and 20,836 others

f1wags mystery girl in charles’ new youtube video… is the ferrari driver taken?

do we think that a certain birthday girl is the one that finally snatched motorsports most wanted bachelor off the market?

tagged charles_leclerc

username89 OMG DEFS Y/N LIKE LOOK AT THE HAIR

username22 they were both in monaco at this time… it only makes sense

⤷ username81 well i mean it was the MONACO gp… not like it’s their job to be there

username16 everytime i accept they aren’t together… pierre likes another one of these posts

username55 guys stop being delusional! he didn’t even post or comment happy birthday to her?!

username5 i mean even if they were dating b4 i don’t think they are anymore

username92 u guys need to stop being delusional

username99 it makes so much sense i mean his brothers, and his brothers’ gfs, and his mum all comment on her posts

⤷ username55 yeah but he doesn’t anymore…

username17 charles is literally maybe the only person in the paddock who hasn’t wished y/n a happy birthday… if there was anything there it’s obv not there anymore

pierregasly 👀👀

⤷ username21 OMG PIERRE WHAT DO U KNOW

⤷ username64 IS THIS CONFIRMATION PIERRE

⤷ username9 omgomgbfhrkjejd

⤷ username16 look at the mess he’s made yourusername charles_leclerc

⤷ yourusername pierre.

⤷ charles_leclerc putain d'idiot

liked by pierregasly, lorenzotl, and 12,092,828 others

charles_leclerc happiest of birthdays mon amour ❤️

3 years with you… i’d like to hang out with you for my whole life.

tagged yourusername

[mystellenia]

ellie with a clumsy gf ୨ৎ

summary: how ellie cares for her clumsy girlfriend

content: nothing thats nsfw!! just ellie being a cutie concerned gf

notes: answer to this req!! SHES SO PUPU BABYGIRL IN THAT PIC I WANNA BITE HER JFWIBFJWKRJR. she's actually so beautiful i can't. entirely unrelated: idk how i feel about this... but i’m trying not to be like EW I HATE THIS FUCK THIS ITS SO BAD. like i dont even feel like that but we already know how i feel about this formatting. its growing on me tho

(wc 0.39k) so short i know guys i gotta dip my feet

constantly laughing but also concerned at how you manage to trip and bump and bruise yourself up on literal air

in apocalypse au, she's always been very aware of her surroundings bc of patrol and combat and stuff so she tries to keep you out of the way of things that she knows you'll bump into

always has an ice pack chilled and ready to go in the freezer in case you bump yourself real hard and it's sore because ice helps bumps not bruise right when you get them (looking at you guys clumsy ladies write that one down)

always warns you about things right as they're happening since you get into things SO FAST

like just as you're bumping into something or dropping an item she's blurting out, "wait! there's- a shirt on the floor"/"remember- that the washing machine door is open"/"baby, you're gonna drop that- just... like you did just now. you okay?"

always asks what you did to get a new bruise. she'll notice a new one and joke, "oh, what did you do this time?" and you'll respond, "i may have walked into the dishwasher while the door was down... but this one doesn't hurt that bad 😁" it's become like a little game

she's become sooo desensitized to any bump or bang sound in the house bc she knows its just you. not to say she doesn't care about you getting hurt--she immediately throws out a "you good?!" or "you need me?"--she just knows you know what to do: ice pack or heat compress. it's routine now.

read that low vitamin c levels make you bruise easily, so always has vitamin c rich snacks stocked up. oranges and strawberries and other fruits, always ready!

she's so stupid in love that she'll cut the fruits up into hearts or try nd make the most simple little animals with them from some mother of 3's tutorial on instagram reels and genuinely gets upset when she can't recreate them.

^ like you notice her absolutely maiming some apples and ask, "ummm why are you slicing and dicing that poor apple?" and she'll mumble, "it's supposed to be a stupid crab."

and for my ladies with darker skin where bruises aren't as visible or even just pale skin that just doesn't bruise easily, she's still just as concerned. and since there is no visible warning of a sore spot, she's hurriedly apologizing after pressing on a sore spot or laying on a tender patch.

@abbysbug @picklesarenice69

hello to my clitter critters. soooooooo erm sorry about going like basically inactive for like 2 weeks i got into the fight of a lifetime with my mother 😊 we still beefing 😊 dw tho when she's old and wrinkly i’ll have power of attorney and trust the cord WILL be plugged.

like i’m joking but as of now that bitch is an opp fr

but anywhoooo i’m back. and my dinosaur of a laptop had a health scare and i thought i was gonna have to plan a funeral for her but she went to the doctor (apple store) and she's all better. idk how it still works so well now bc my mom got this when obama was still president 😆 don't y'all worry tho this motherboard does nothing but purr we chillin (the fan turns on whenever there are too many graphics moving)

[fictionalwh0ree]

Hi!

I wanted to make a Billie request please, with reader being either her gf or fwb and she starts pushing Billie away since she feels insecure since Billis constantly hanging with exes and flirting with other girls online? Thank you so much 🤗

jealousy- billie eilish

summary: even though you're strictly friends with benefits, that doesn't stop you from feeling jealous when billie talks to other girls.

word count: 1.6k

warnings: smut; fingering, use of vibrator

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“you’re so pretty”

the words flowed effortlessly from her mouth, no thought behind them. the words seemed so foreign to you, words you’d gone from hearing multiple times a day to once a week. you couldn’t help the jealousy you felt. your eye twitched slightly, but you fought the urge to look up at billie, at her live. you trained your eyes on your own phone. you tried to tune it out. you’d gotten used to it.

billie would go on live a couple times a week, and when she would share it with others. her fans, overjoyed that they would get the chance to speak with their idol, would blush and scream as she complimented them, flirting back and forth with some of them. but what bothered you most was that she would do it in front of you. the fans didn’t know, as you were hidden off-screen.

you were over at her house multiple times a week, your hookups becoming an almost daily occasion. you would lie next to her in bed, in only one of her t-shirts, your panties and other clothes discarded on the floor somewhere, and watch her as she was on her phone. you watched as she texted other girls, liked their stories and pictures, all while your arm was pushed up against hers. you told yourself it didn’t matter. she didn’t owe anything to you, you weren’t together, just friends with benefits. but if that was the case, why did you feel so worthless? every text she sent would punch a hole through your heart and you couldn’t do anything about it, because at the end of the day, you’d rather have her for a little bit than not have her at all.

now, you laid next to her, out of the camera’s view. you listened as she laughed, trying to ground yourself by taking deep breaths. you looked up at her phone, seeing a notification pop up.

i’m in la

you waited for the next one.

we can finally meet up

you read the username and recognized her as a popular instagram model.

my hotel room’s soundproof 😉

your eyes began to sting as you tried to blink back tears.

i’m only here for one night

u in?

fuck.

she clicked on the notification, pausing her live, but before she could respond, you made your move. you got out of her bed and collected your clothes, swiftly putting your underwear and pants on.

“y/n, where are you going?” billie asked as you took her shirt off and tossed it at her face, making sure not to look at her.

“i have to go,” you mumbled, throwing on your own shirt.

“why?” she asked.

“i have plans,” you said bluntly.

“y/n” she laughed, “no, you don’t. it’s 4 o’clock on a tuesday. if you had something, you wouldn’t be here right now.”

“yeah, you’re right billie,” you said bitterly, turning to face her, “i don’t have plans. but you’d better start getting ready for your next hookup, because one person a day just isn’t enough, right?”

“y/n,” she said apologetically.

“where’s my phone?” you asked, searching the room.

“y/n,” she said, this time more firm.

“goddamnit, where is it?” you said, the frustration causing the tears you’d been fighting off to start spilling.

“y/n,” she said seriously.

“what.” you said angrily, running your hands through your hair.

“i’m sorry, but-” she began.

“but we’re just friends with benefits,” you finished her sentence, “i know, that’s why i’m leaving, so you have enough time to wash my scent off you for the next one. but i’m done. this is it. now you’ll have space for as many bitches as you want.”

“i wasn’t gonna go,” she said softly, getting up from the bed.

“what?” she said as she approached you.

“i wasn’t gonna go. i’m with you, why would i go?” she asked.

“me being around has never stopped you from flirting with other girls,” you argued.

“those girls mean nothing to me,” she said.

“i don’t mean anything to you either. that’s why we’re strictly friends with benefits,” you said.

“you know that’s not true, don’t you?” she said, a smirk playing at her lips as she got closer to you, meaning you were against the wall.

“no,” you mumbled.

“no? we see each other almost every day. would that happen if you didn’t mean anything to me? no other girl spends as much time with me as you. most girls don’t spend any time with me,” she said, her hand now resting on your waist, caressing it gently.

“meanwhile, you’re wearing my shirts, cooking in my kitchen, dancing in the living room with me,” she said, her voice now just above a whisper as she was only a couple inches from your face, “you have to know you mean a lot to me.”

“how would i have known that?” you said, getting angry again.

“how could i have possibly known that when you were flirting with the most gorgeous girls i’ve ever seen?” you said, laughing sadly.

“no one compares to you. i promise you that,” she whispered.

“you’re the only one for me,” she said, her eyes silently pleading for forgiveness.

you turned your head away from her, not wanting to meet her eyes. she took the opportunity to latch onto your neck, sucking and nibbling gently.

“billie,” you said reluctantly.

“you’re telling me you don’t want this?” she asked.

“i-,” you began.

“i do. but no more girls,” you said firmly.

“only you, mama,” she confirmed, her eyes falling to your lips before leaning in.

she kissed you gently, but it began to get more heated, as it usually did. she turned you around, pushing you backwards until your legs hit the back of her bed. you let yourself fall back onto it and scooted until your head hit the headboard as billie held herself above you. her hands moved to pull your pants down and once they were low enough you kicked them off. she then pulled your panties off with an undeniable urgency. she moved down, parting your legs with one swift motion. she began to trail kisses up and down your inner thighs.

“billie,” you moaned pleadingly.

she stopped, looked up at you, and smirked, before attaching herself to your clit, sucking it gently before bringing her fingers up to trace your folds. she teased your entrance before pushing her fingers in. she pumped them in and out, curling them to hit your g-spot which she knew so well. moans fell from your lips and soon you felt that familiar knot in your stomach.

“i’m so close,” you said as you threw your head back.

but, out of nowhere, she stopped completely. you looked down at her, confusion clear on your face.

“not yet,” she smirked mischievously.

“pick up my phone,” she commanded, and you did as told.

“open it,” she said, watching you.

“unpause the live,” your eyebrows shot up, but you followed her instructions.

“good girl,” she whispered, “now talk.”

“hi guys!” you greeted after clearing your throat.

the comments flooded with people greeting you. they weren’t surprised to see you, as besides being an established celebrity, your friendship with billie was not new. you began to answer some of their questions when something entered you suddenly. you yelped, looking down at billie. she gave you a cocky smirk before holding her finger up to her lips and pursing them. you put all your focus into the live, not wanting them to catch on, but it was getting increasingly harder as she toyed with the settings of a pink vibrator. she pushed it in and out, turned the setting up and down, all while using her free hand to play with your already swollen clit.

your breathing was getting laboured as you felt yourself getting closer to your climax. you threw your head back, sealing your eyes shut. the comments expressed their concern, asking if you were okay.

“i’m just tired,” you explained, “long day. why don’t i let some of you guys on?”

the knot was building more and you knew you were a mere seconds away from cumming. you rushed through the requests, picking a random fan with you as their profile picture. as her side of the video came up, she started yelling out of excitement. she was sobbing and screaming with no break, and as billie rubbed your clit a bit harder, you released. you felt as billie licked and lapped up everything, relief overcoming you.

‘oh my god,’ you mouthed off camera.

“i love you so much y/n” the girl said through sobs.

“aw, i love you too!” you responded before the girls internet cut out, causing her to lose her spot in the live.

billie moved from her spot and came into the view, smiling into the camera happily. she looked at you and you saw a hint of mischief in her eyes.

“hi guys! this is my g-” she started to say, but you ended the live.

“-irl,” she finished offline.

“not yet,” you laughed, kissing her on the lips as she laughed softly.

[salamivx]

Can you do SBG x reader whos been SA'd by barron?

Reader was actually an ex gf of barron, barron regularly abused, manipulated and (s)-assaulted Reader. Leading to scars (these probably happened way before ashlynn, aiden n ben transferred) and was part of the group when she warned logan of Barron. She left barron thankfully cause of her parents. Reader still is terrified of barron n refuses to come in contact/interact with him (trauma)

How they found out is when Taylor (or anyone rlly) asks about her scars, she accidentally slipped out the fact that Barren SA'd her. And the group was maaad(especially Ben.. 😍)

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Sbg x F! SA’D! Reader

warning. Readers POV(you), Reader used to be in a relationship w Barron, Barron SA’D Reader in the past, SA, Abuse mentioned, mild cussing.

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We all were just having fun at Ashlyn’s place, we were currently in the school bus graveyard playing card games or doing weird shit we do especially Aiden, Aiden was trying to do parkour like jumping from bus to bus which he fell first try so Ben had to patch him up while the rest of us laughed at him.

As we all quieted down to play UNO I had noticed Taylor looking at my scars, I had never told them how i had gotten these scars since Ben, Aiden and Ashlyn were transfers and I never knew about Taylor and Tyler, until we all became friends.

“ Hey [Reader] how’d you get those scars? ” Taylor questioned looking at me making everyone else had gone silent looking at me to in question, “ Oh yea I’ve been wondering the same thing! Did you fight a bear or something? ” Aiden added on with a giggle making Ashlyn smack him on the head.

I gave them a small smile and just said “ No need to worry about it, it was just Barrons doing well if you also include him sexually assaulting me, plus me and him used to be in a relationship together. ” I say in a nonchalant tone shrugging it off.

“ Ben it yours turn to put down a card. ” I look up at Ben as he just stared at me with a mad and worried expression, I liked around at everyone else, Taylor looked pissed but she tried not to show it, Tyler had crumpled the cards in his hands, Ashlyn had her fists clenched up, Logan gave me a sympathetic look as he looked down to the ground, and Aiden’s smile had faded away so fast he looked like he was ready to kill someone

“ Uh you guys ok? ” I asked my voice a bit nervous as I chuckled staring at them, “ Why didn’t you tell us?! ” Tyler yelled causing me to flinch, “ Tyler calm down! ” Both Ashlyn and Taylor yelled at him but Tyler didn’t listen to them, “ Why didn’t you tell us he was hurting you?! ” Tyler had stood up and shook my shoulders, “ Tyler! It was in the past! All these scars are old! It doesn’t matter anymore! ” I had tried to calm him down I should’ve known Tyler would’ve reacted this way since him and Barron have beef with each other, and that Barron had bullied Logan and making Logan his work slave.

I watched as Ben got up and grabbed Tyler shoulder Turing him around as Ben healed up a piece of paper it said, “ Tyler you have to calm down. ” Tyler finished reading the paper taking a deep breath as he brushed passed Ben and walked out of the run down school bus to take a breather, I looked at everyone else “ I’m sorry I didn’t tell you guy earlier.. ” I could feel sweat starting to form on my forehead looking at the my sweaty and shaky palms Tyler’s outburst had taken me by surprise, “ You have nothing to apologize for [Reader], my brother should be the one apologizing to you, but just know he means well. ” Taylor said in a reassuring tone giving me a smile but I knew she was mad at Barron.

“ But I have a quick question. ” Ashlyn chimed in, that’s when I looked in Ashlyn direction seeing that Aiden was not beside her anymore probably outside to help Tyler and Ben, “ Yea what is it? ” “ Since when did you date Barron? ” “ It was before you, Ben, and Aiden had come to the school is when I was dating Barron, and at first I thought he was nice cause he was nice to me but as our relationship progressed he became more violent towards me, he would threaten to kill me or to hurting me if I ever left him so I just stayed with him, and he took that to take advantage of me.. ” I whispered that lasst part but Ashlyn heard it because of her hearing.

“ I’m sorry that happened to you [Reader] you never deserved to go through that.. ” Taylor had put her hand on my shoulder giving me a hug.

Now it was the next day after I had told them about the past between me and Barron, I hoped that Tyler was in a better mood then yesterday, “ Hey [Reader] I didn’t mean to get mad at you like that yesterday. ” That was Tyler apology to which I had accepted of course I knew he meant well like his sister said.

It was now lunch and we all her sitting at our usual table and I looked behind Tyler seeing Barron and his friends come in the cafeteria but Barron had a broken nose, black eyes, had crutches, and a few broken finger, I had quickly looked away from Barron and his friends as they looked at me and my group giving us a glare making me giggle.

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[folkloresthings]

“did they hurt you?” with lando norris! maybe his gf is at a bar and a fight breaks out or there’s a creepy man or something

WHITE KNIGHT / LN4.

✩⡱ warnings: cursing, fighting, the usual girls night out sexual harassment 👍

music pumped through your veins, another cocktail being shaken across the bar for you. a cosmopolitan for you, a martini for charlotte, and two beers for lando and charles. since moving to monaco with your boyfriend, lando, you had been so busy settling in that you hadn’t had much time to go out. so, charles and charlotte had dragged the both of you out for dinner and drinks. ideally, you ended up in the nicest bar charles knew of.

you and charlotte had left the boys at the table, insisting on buying a round of drinks after they had bought dinner and the first drink at the bar. lando had tried to slip you his card, but with no success as charlotte pulled you away, giggling. he watched you go, your hips swaying in that little dress he loved so much, a lovesick smile on his face. charles teased him for it, despite giving charlotte the exact same look.

“how’re you finding monaco?” charlotte asked, leaning over to allow you to hear her over the music.

“it’s beautiful, how could i not love it?” you gushed. “and i’m happy as long as i have lando near.”

charlotte grinned, ready to tease you for your obvious adoration, but furrowed her brows as your face dropped. a hand has slinked around your waist, and you knew instantly it wasn’t lando’s. your head turned, looking in disgust at the man who stunk of liquor, practically drooling over your bare shoulder.

“hello, gorgeous,” he slurred, hand travelling dangerously close to your chest. you snatched at it immediately, shoving him off of you.

“hey, back off,” charlotte tried to cut in, peeking out from behind you. he didn’t seem to hear, or care, as his hand forced its way back to where it wanted to be.

“please get off of me, i’m not interested.” god, you wanted to cry. the embarrassment creeped into your cheeks, no one else paying attention to what was going on. amongst the crowd at the bar, charlotte had disappeared, swallowed up by the hoards of people. “i said, get off, asshole!”

“come on, baby, you know you want to.” his eyes were raking over your revealing dress, the dress that you suddenly hated yourself for wearing. he pressed himself right up to you, all sweat and alcohol, much stronger than your feeble attempt to shove him off.

“she said, get off.” relief flooded your body when you heard lando’s stern voice, his hand pushing roughly at the creep’s shoulder. charlotte pulled you back, having obviously disappeared to go and get the boys. lando was shouting at the man now, the creep trying desperately to defend his position. all you heard was “a piece of ass” before lando’s fist met the man’s nose, knocking him straight to the ground.

“lando!” you gasped, rushing forward to pull him back just as charles did the same. your touch on lando’s seemed to sedate him, leaving charles to deal with the man collapsed on the bar floor, turning and taking your face in his hands. a palm on each cheek, searching your eyes for any notion of harm.

“did they hurt you?” he asked, chest heaving your the fear he’d felt for you. he should’ve been there, he thought, to protect you. you shook your head, hoping to ease the worry consuming him.

“no,” you insisted. “no. i’m fine.”

he sighed in relief, pulling you into a tight hug, so secure that he was scared you’d slip away. you relaxed in his hold, safe now, breathing in the strong of his cologne. “can we go home?” you asked, muffled from where your face pressed to his shirt.

“of course,” lando whispered, pressing a firm kiss to the crown of your head, hand slipping into your own. “let’s go home. just me and you.”

writers note: i haven’t proofread this soz

[happeehippie]

instagram j.b.

summary: follow along with joe and his girlfriend evie as they go through his football career.

*face claim is Yasmin Quintana*

part one. part two. part three.

breezyevie

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breezyevie: shout out to the sweet lady who sent us these cookies to start the new season! we are so excited to have j with us this year! #uno

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user: let’s go UNO

joeyb_9: put some respect on him

> breezyevie: they’re about to find out.

user: chosen 1

user: uno finna go crazy!

> breezyevie: i see no lies.

lahjay10_: let’s work

> breezyevie: work work work work work work

user: why is no one talking about the cookies?

> breezyevie: they were so good.

user: get ready to be destroyed this season.

joeyb_9

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joey_9: “If you die without any scars then you never did anything worth fighting for.”

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user: marry me

> breezyevie: @joeyb_9 me first. 🥺

user: tiger king

breezyevie: it’s joe time baby!

user: ain’t that the truth

user: this your year joey b!

lahjay10_: no pain no gain

> breezyevie: wise words yoda

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breezyevie: in honor of the new season starting this sundey! it’s who dey forever.

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user: this our queen!

user: drop the link

> breezyevie: on my story!

user: long hair joe need to make a comeback pending your approval

> breezyevie: i approve!

user: ev over everyone!

user: time for joe to get injured

> breezyevie: time for you to be a decent human being.

joeyb_9: you’re the best

> breezyevie: my heart. 🤍

breezyevie

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breezyevie: Let’s do this shit. #whodey

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user: i feel like your personality is too dominant for clean boy joe

> breezyevie: i feel like you don’t know us

user: i am so excited for game day content! i love you!

> breezyevie: it’s coming!!

user: sis donate the jacket!

> breezyevie: but.. i love it.

user: sorry sis he’s cheating on you

> breezyevie: in your dreams?

> millyg: can’t you be more original? it’s always the cheating trope.

user: that’s her MAN!

> breezyevie: FOR LIFE

user: delete this, lmao.

> breezyevie: awe, this bothers you huh?

user: can you fight?

> breezyevie: i’m prepared. 💪🏼

user: i’m confused.. are you his gf? your page looks like a fan page.

> breezyevie: people can’t fan girl their own boyfriends? yikes, this is embarrassing for me.

joeyb_9

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joeyb_9: Andddddddddd I’m back

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lahjay10_: back like you never left

> breezyevie: cant wait to watch y’all run it back

user: in joe we trust

> breezyevie: always and forever.

user: you’re girlfriend is so average, you could do better.

> breezyevie: ouch. my fragile ego. 💔

user: ur the mvp

user: i love how ev is always in joes comments replying to everyone. she’s my favorite person ever.

> breezyevie: stop it, you’re my favorite person ever!

user: overrated af

> breezyevie: i think you mean hot af. because dayum. 🥵

user: THE JOE SHOW

breezyevie: the goat reporting for duty?

> joeyb_9: dork 🤣

bengals: He’s back!

BONUS:

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breezyevie: i love you.. and that’s the beginning and end of everything.

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user: omg! i just seen joes post!

user: i’m so happy i could cry!

millyg: my best friend.. you deserve this love.

user: not joe posting you for this after not posting you for like 4 years

joeyb_9: life with you is my favorite.

> breezyevie: please never change.

user: get that ring!

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joeyb_9: vibes are pretty.

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user: joe please i can’t handle this i have exams to study for

user: there is no fucking way he just dropped this bomb

user: the most basic caption ever

> user: yall cant ever just be satisfied. obviously its not a problem for them, let them enjoy this.

user: respectfully, this ruined my day.

user: I AM SO EXCITED

user: ev finally becoming that NFL wifey!

breezyevie: i will be smiling and giggling uncontrollably for the foreseeable future. i love you jb. 4ever.

[messrmoonyy]

-Sadie Adler as your gf hcs ( sfw/nsfw )

Sadie Adler x Fem!reader

A/N- I am in fact posting these out of pure and utter spite because Sadie Adler can. And will. Kiss girls. Because this is what?! Fan fiction!And it brings me an insane amount of joy that the sheer idea alone of Sadie being queer angers people. Sadie Adler kisses girls pass it on!!!

These are mostlyyy epilogue and beyond based Sadie pls lemme be your lil housewife

Dedicated to @queer-sadie-adler for being the true voice of reason lately amidst the hell hole that has been the queer Sadie discussions. You’re awesome.

Masterlist - requests are open!

• she’s incredibly protective of you. One wrong look your way and she’s ready to start shooting or swinging. Shes so a ‘ why don’t ya take a picture, it’ll last longer ‘ baby has some slight anger issues

• falls very much into the ‘ I hate everyone except you ‘ category. So stoney faced and ready to brawl with everyone, but soft gazes and tender touches with you.

• you hear her before you see her. She’ll ride back home to you after going after a bounty and proudly announce her return with a ‘ honey I’m home! ‘ as she rides up to your home.

• secretly adores the way you fuss over her before she goes out. She lost everything other than you in the space of like. A year. so it’s nice to be reminded how much you care about her. And that she has someone in the world to care about herself.

• she’s actually a pretty decent cook. And you can often expect her to try cook you something nice. Especially if she’s gotten onto your bad side some how, she knows a nice romantic meal will butter you up nice and quick

• I have this thought that she is just a nightmare to share a bed with. Girly tosses and turns and takes up too much damn space. But it just gives you the excuse to crawl up close to her and get comfy in the little space she leaves, falling asleep practically on top of her.

• and on the subject of sleeping. Has just the finest motherfuckin morning voice you’ve ever heard. Her raspy ‘ Mornin my darlin’ in your ear everyday makes you wanna melt into a puddle every damn time.

• loves sharing a bath with you. Especially if she’s been gone for a few days. She’ll make some excuse that it’s just to save on water. But in reality she just wants to relax and hold you close to her, feel your skin on hers to remind her she’s not just some angry bounty hunter. All tough and rough and fighting. She needs the gentle and the calm you provide her.

• hand holding. Forehead kisses. Sitting in her lap as you read on the porch. Just small, gentle acts of intimacy. The kind not discussed but well practiced between lovers.

• she can get in her head a little sometimes. She knows it’s not easy being in a relationship like that in 1907. And she knows that she doesn’t make it much easier on you with the works she does either.

• but she loves you wholeheartedly. And she knows that you love her just as equally. And as much as she feels she doesn’t deserve you, she’ll keep loving you until you don’t want her anymore which would never happen of course

•NSFW•

• she needs to be the one in control all of the time. This isn’t to say she doesn’t like receiving, or like having you on top of her. She just likes to be the one with her hands on the reins yk.

• in fact. She quite enjoys you on top of her or In her lap. But even so, know that she’s the one pulling the strings and she’s two steps ahead of you at all times

• she’s gentle and soft with you, but determined. Whether that’s knowing exactly where to touch you and abusing that same spot over and over again until you’re a shaking mess. Or telling you where and how to touch her.

• I said this in my last hcs but fingers in the mouthhhhh. Idc what anyone says. I see it so vividly. She loves it. Loves watching you suck her fingers to get them wet. Or clean them off.

• eats pussy like a god. Will have you seeing stars and thanking whatever Lord may exist for putting that woman right between your thighs. Sloppy and thorough and has you coming with her name on your tongue.

• thigh riding!!!!

• girly loves to manspread. Will sit there and pat her leg for you to perch on, but manoeuvre you to straddle her leg instead. And she loves how it makes you blush ‘ you’re a regular ol’ cowgirl now ain’t ya honey? ‘ as she leans back in her seat to watch you I’m literally going insane

• morning sex!! Waking up spooning with her, teasing her by wiggling your hips against her until she slips a hand over your hips and between your legs

• ‘ this what y’ wanted? Been dreamin of me honey? ‘

• will absolutely get up afterwards as casual as ever and ask what’s for breakfast. As if she hadn’t just had her fingers buried in your cunt.

• her aftercare is just so gentle. Especially if she’s been gone a while and has you coming for hours on end. She’ll praise you and hold you and help clean you up. Maybe drag you into the tub with her and sit behind you to wash your hair.

• and she enjoys the intimacy of dressing you so much more than undressing. Getting you comfy and cosy in clean night clothes before snuggling up with you in bed, letting you rest your head on her chest and tangling up your legs together.

[choccy-milky]

oh boy anon, you’ve activated my trap card. GET READY FOR A SEBASTIAN CHARACTER ANALYSIS ESSAY BELOW LMAO

ok so first off I know im obvs biased, but I don’t actually think my seb is that ooc, AND PUT DOWN YOUR PITCHFORKS IMMA EXPLAIN WHY. but im also gonna explain why I don’t think the other more friendly and lighthearted renditions of seb are ooc either. bc theres so many aspects of seb we get in the game that can be interpreted in so many diff ways, and so this is how i see it/landed on MY rendition of seb:

PROTECTIVENESS/POSSESSIVENESS: this is one of the main aspects of him, imo. his entire questline is about wanting to cure anne, and how he’s not giving up, and how he believes that HE is the only one that can do it, because “she’s MY sister!” seb is super tunnel visioned and has a one-track mind when it comes to this, and I headcanon that he’s this way because of their parents deaths. he’s the brother, the boy, he’s gotta be strong for his sister, and ofc when their parents died, he tries to comfort her and be there for her/be the rock, and it happens again when she’s sick. shes his sister, his responsibility, and he’ll die before he gives up on her and her safety.

SO, I just transfer all those aspects over to a romantic relationship instead. you just replace “shes my sister” with simply, “she’s mine/my gf/my wife/etc.” and in the same way I think seb tries to be strong and reliable and protect anne because he’s the brother, I think seb would be the same way in a relationship, because he’s a boy and she’s a girl and its 1890 and he’s chivalrous and he just sees it as his responsibility. I think the death of his parents and his dynamic with anne has baked this sort of mindset into him, and its even MORE intense in a romantic aspect, because then hormones and puberty and sexual tension and attraction is involved (plus the fact that seb in my fic is 17, so he’s older and has even stronger raging hormones and testosterone LOL.

JEALOUSY: who can forget the lines “between the two of you, I’m starting to feel left out” and “ominis simply needs a moment with you and he’ll change his mind. is that it?” the first one is more playful but I feel like the second one really showcases sebs brand of jealousy, and how biting and uncharitable it can be.

AGGRESSION/VIOLENCE: yet another iconic line with: “fine. but ominis knows, I won’t step back from a fight.” LIKE... the fact that apparently ominis knows this means its come up more than once…and im not saying seb is some unruly aggressor who flies off the handle at anything, but he defs has a capacity and is willing to get violent if HE believes the situation calls for it—basically the same way he feels about the dark arts. he felt justified using imperio to protect anne, and taking the relic to save anne, and so he would have fought ominis to get out of the catacomb. and with MY seb, while he doesn’t go picking fights with any boy who looks or gets close to clora, he’ll definitely be willing to beat up or lay hands on a creep who bothers clora/who is in the process of bothering her LOL.

SO YEAH, that’s pretty much it, and I’ll be the first to admit I definitely ramp up these traits further because he’s older in my fic and i think these traits would only get more intensified with age + being in love and also bc IM A TWILIGHT GIRLIE!!! what can I say. there are so many moments in my fic where you can just replace seb with edward and it wouldn’t seem out of place tbh LMAOO so blame twilight, it was a formative experience for me BAHAHA

BUT like I ALSO said, I don’t think peoples more lighthearted interpretations of seb are ooc either. because even all my earlier above examples, you can just focus on diff aspects of them. like his tunnel vision and obsession to cure anne? instead of seeing it as over the top protective and possessive, you can just view it in a more wholesome determined selfless sort of way. like I said we got so many nice little bits and ingredients of his personality that we can turn into anything we want, really👌just pick which flavour of seb u like best and use what we got in game to create it HAHA

AW TYY QUEEN BAHAHA💖 and aw im always so honoured when ppl tell me they consider my stuff canon that’s like the best compliment I can get, tysm 😭 and im glad you like my fic and art so much (enough for your friends and family to unfortunately know💀 LMAOO)

im adding your ask to this because it kinda ties into my seb essay. LETS GET INTO WHY A SWEET BABY ANGEL WOULD LIKE SOMEONE LIKE SEB. the answer ISSS: the same reason WE’RE also all into him I guess?? BAHHA

ok but to start off im gonna defend my seb, not only cause of what you said anon (i dont want you to feel like this is targeted to you!) but also bc I got an ask recently asking me to summarize seb and clora’s relationship since all they see from my art is that “they fuck and seb is possessive” LMAO, and I feel like ppl who JUST see my art and don’t read my fic have a warped image of my seb.

this may be shocking but I don’t consider my seb a red flag LMAO. I joke about how hes more of a pink flag tbh, but even THAT i dont even really believe, and don’t even consider him overly possessive. like yes he keeps an eye on her when shes hanging around other boys, but I feel like that’s normal (esp for 1890) and all of his most possessive moments have been when theres been a threat to cloras life/coming from a place of love and protection (especially since clora is so self-sacrificial, she’d have killed herself by now if not for seb LOL) so to me id actually put Sebastian as being PROTECTIVE as his first and foremost trait, followed by the possessiveness.

and yeah he gets jealous, but unless a dude is actively trying to get with her/hitting on her/harassing her, he’ll otherwise just kinda be unhappy about it/let it play out/ watch on unhappily LOL. and even when lawley was blackmailing clora and getting in between her and sebs relationship and lying about how close he and clora were, seb demanded answers from CLORA on what was happening between the two of them, but he didn’t touch lawley or tell him to stay away. bc seb thought that was what clora wanted, so he let her drift away. if he was TRULY a red flag, in this instance he would have just beat up lawley for taking what was "his"/not allow clora to leave him/immediately go to lawley instead of clora, and tell him to stay away despite what clora might want. (and clora even WISHED seb had interfered and done this. she was like 'why is he letting me drift away and go off with lawley i WANT him to fight for me...but she couldn't actually say anything thanks to the blackmail)

clora doesn’t just 'put up' with sebs more possessive and protective behaviour though, she actually likes it HAHA. just bc shes a precious baby angel, we all like a bad boy, even back then. just look at jane eyre, and how popular the dark and brooding and assholey mr. rochester was.

she tells seb at one point that she likes those things about him, even his immature competitive side, and his darker sides, and that he shouldn’t try to hide them or change himself because she accepts them. and even putting aside all of the stuff they’ve been through together that has bonded them (like the main canon quests + annes curse and then CLORA being cursed, and then clora being kidnapped and seb saving her) clora thought seb was roguish and charming and witty and intelligent and good looking from day 1. add to the fact that he’s just so devoted to her in everything he does, that even if he CAN get a bit overbearing at times, how could you NOT fall for someone like that😩 someone whose possessive behavior just stems from wanting to protect you and love you and want to keep you safe and cherish you like DAMN…. GET ME A SEB, TOO. WHERES MINE!!!😭😭

clora also realizes in ch 32 WHY seb is so protective of her (the trauma with his parents and wanting to be there for anne) and that she accepts it, and enjoys it, and that she might even MISS it if seb were to ever get less protective of her/might get lonely LOL, and then sebs like "i’ve "spoiled you, have i?"

so YEAH I don’t think sebs protectiveness and possessiveness goes into any toxic territory or red flag territory PERSONALLY (and the time that it DID get toxic was because of the relic, and clora DID put her foot down)

but my normal seb? whose dream in life is to whisk clora away into a tower and lock her up to keep her safe and keep her all to himself, but that he’d never ACTUALLY do because he knows its insane and unreasonable but jokes about wanting to do it anyway bc he would if clora agreed? clora finds that endearing and cute and is touched by how much he loves her and wants to keep her safe.

IN CLOSING: I LOVE THEM YOUR HONOUR AND THEY LOVE EACH OTHER👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

[the-oblivious-writer]

Meant To Be One

Gf!Sam Carpenter x Fem!Reader

One-Shot

Summary: You couldn't have guessed this is where you would end up after letting Sam Carpenter in your life. Well, now you're in your room, hiding, as Sam tries to break down your door whilst revealing the cruel future she has planned for the students of Woodsboro High

Warning(s): Swearing, dark!sam, manipulating/gaslighting, gun(s), mentions of death & killing

Notes: Based off of the song 'Meant To Be Yours.' Not sure how to feel about this one, lemme know what you think

2/7 for Seven Days Of Christmas

Bang. Bang. Bang—BANG.

That was all you could hear on the other side of the door as Sam Carpenter incessantly pounded on your bedroom door. You tried to be as quiet as possible but deep down you knew no matter how quiet you could be, Sam wouldn't leave until you opened up. 

“All is forgiven baby! Come on, get dressed! You’re my date to the pep rally,” she shouted from the other side. You stayed a few feet from the door, not knowing how far Sam would go. You’ve seen how far she could go, and you soon realized she could go much farther.

“Fuck off! You’re a psychotic asshole!” You spat harshly. Sam stared at the door with a grin so sinister you could almost feel it. 

“I’m protecting you! If you would just listen instead of chucking me out like trash, you would understand that!” 

“Fuck you!”

“Fuck you! You should be dead for the way you’ve treated me!” The grip on Sam’s gun tightened as she spoke, soon loosening once remembering the plan. “But that’s when it hit me like a flash…” Sam took a short pause between, leaving you in a state of suspense. “What if high school went instead? Don’t you see it—those assholes are the key! They’re keeping you away from me!” 

“Sam, you’re fucking crazy! So what—what your solution is blowing up our school with everyone in it and we’re just supposed to drive off into the sunset?”

“Do you not want that for us?” You could hear the emotion in her voice, the sorrow in her tone evident. It made you want to give in until you remembered where you were, how you got here, what she had done—no, what you both had done. 

“It’s not that simple–”

“Then make it simple!”

“You tricked me into killing my best friend—not to mention the six other people we’ve killed. God. Just saying it out loud… It’s fucked Sam!”

“He was a damn asshole, an asshole that didn’t deserve you. Not like I do.” She spoke with pure venom, just the thought of him and you made her trigger finger itch. “When I found you, it changed my heart… and so I built a bomb. Because that’s how much I fucking love you!” She banged on your door again, causing you to flinch back. 

“Love doesn’t equal bombing the whole damn school!” You subtly moved around in your room as you shouted back, looking through your things for something.

“You don't know what you’re saying! They have made you blind, messed up your mind—but I can set you free!” She pounded on the door again. “Just open up, Y/N. Do you really think there’s going back?” 

You grabbed the bat from under your bed, getting ready to use it. Your grip squeezed around the handle as you slowly inched towards your door. “Y/N!” Another bang to the door causes you to jolt back. “Open the door, please… Can we not fight anymore?” Sam’s patience was thinning as she was only met with silence. She let out a sharp exhale, her hand subconsciously squeezing around her gun’s handle.  “Don’t make me come in there—I’m gonna count to three!”

“One!” 

You let out a shaky sigh, but your eyes suddenly catch sight of your closet.

“Two! Thre—fuck it!” Sam shoots the knob before kicking down the door. She was only wearing the cloak of her ghostface costume, opting to save the mask for later. You saw her look around, confused and frustrated. As she was just about to give up, she noticed your closet slightly open. You suck in a breath, trying your absolute hardest not to be caught. You could hear her combat boots as she inched closer to the closet.

 This is it. Your only chance. 

Suddenly, the doors abruptly open and instead of giving her a chance to make the first move, you swing your bat. She groans in pain after the metal bat makes contact with her back. You run past her, but Sam has a speedy recovery and immediately starts chasing you. One minute you’re running, the next you’re being pinned to one of your shelfs—books and items falling as she harshly pushed you up against the shelf. 

“You really thought you could get away from me baby? Tonight our school is Vietnam, and nothing is changing that,” she says in a low voice. “So you might as well bring marshmallows, we’ll make s’mores,” Sam lets out a sinister laugh at her own remark.

You narrow your eyes at her, looking at her with disbelief and pure confusion. How was this the same woman you fell so hard for? 

“I don’t even recognize you…” 

“Well you better get associated darling, because there’s no backing out. We’re doing this. There’s no point in fighting it.” She ran hand down your face, her knuckles softly brushing against your cheek and you hate how much you love her touch. 

“I’m meant to be yours. We’re meant to be one.” 

Just a moment ago you were absolutely repulsed by her plans. Disgusted with her. Disgusted with the vile acts you helped her commit, how she so effortlessly manipulated you, and how easy you fell for it. But oh, when you look into her eyes… it’s hard to say no. You can't help but feel yourself being pulled back into her cruel plans. You couldn’t resist Sam Carpenter. Not when she kissed you the way she did, not when she touched you the way she did, not when you loved her the way you did. 

Sam Carpenter had you in a chokehold.

“So what do you say baby?” With a tilt of her head, she looked at while flashing those dark eyes of hers—eyes she knew you couldn’t resist. 

“You know I can’t say no to you, Sammy…” You softly spoke defeatedly, completely forgetting the mindset you had just ten minutes ago. 

She brushed her thumb against your bottom lip, slightly smirking. “That's my girl. Now let's go blow up some assholes.” 

At the end of the day, Sam was right. She was meant to be yours, and you were meant to be hers.

You were meant to be one.

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A/N: R did a full 180 but let's be real, who wouldn't for Sam?

[babydollmarauders]

MEDIA MANAGEMENT: BIRTHDAY EDITION — JACK HUGHES

part of the off-season editions!

notes: i know i’m not even caught up on the games yet! i am SO sorry! i’m gonna try posting a couple tomorrow! the hardest part has been finding the time to rewatch the games and take screenshots but i’m gonna try and do a few games tonight so that i can write tomorrow!

another note: i fried by brain with all the writing i’ve done today, so this isn’t nearly as fun and chaotic as i had hoped it would be when i first decided to write it :(

y/ndevils00

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y/ndevils00 HAPPY TAYLOR SWIFT BIRTHDAY TO THE SEXIEST MOTHERFUCKER TO EVER HAVE LIVED!!

my shoe matching, bags holding, 99 point scoring, hair cut needing, tooth losing, sebastian aho fighting, personal carrier! this kind, wise (but not smart), funny, handsome boy is 22 today!

jacky, you make me the happiest girl in the world every day, so i hope i can return the favor for at least this one specific day. thank you for being my best friend and the best cat dad! i’m so glad we had each other to lean on in our first year with the devils, and i’m so happy that you decided you liked me enough to keep me around.

we’ve had ups and downs, i’ve comforted you through losses, celebrated with you for wins, but i remain true to the fact that MY biggest win has been landing you.

i love you to pluto and wish you only the best in life, bubs. happy birthday <3

p.s. i hope you’re not already sick of hearing 22 (tv), cause it’ll be on all day! even during sexy times!

tagged jackhughes

jackhughes thank you sweet girl ❤️ i love you to pluto! i’m so grateful for you.

jackhughes however, i am gonna need you to stop calling getting ready for bed, “sexy times” and putting it on the internet where my mother can see it. she’s gonna think you’re talking about something else

y/ndevils00 your mother loves me, i can do whatever i want

elblue6 i love her and she can do whatever she wants!

jackhughes it’s my birthday and i’m feeling really attacked

trevorzegras you brought this on yourself dude

john.marino97 i thought i was the sexiest motherfucker to have ever lived?!

y/ndevils00 shhh jojo! i promise you are every other day of the year!

dawson1417 now hold on- you told me i was the sexiest motherfucker to have ever lived!

nicohischier she told me the same thing!

john.marino97 @/y/ndevils00 do you have anything to say for yourself?!

y/ndevils00 i fear i have been caught… 🏃‍♀️

john.marino97 happy birthday hughesy!

jackhughes thanks maraschino cherry!

john.marino97 not you too!

dawson1417 happy 22, man! been a pleasure playing with you! thanks for sharing your time with y/n with us!

jackhughes thanks man! you too! although i’ve had no choice in that last thing. i’d like my gf back!

dawson1417 i can’t do that.

nicohischier happy birthday jack! i’ve loved having you as alternate captain! can’t wait for next season!

jackhughes thank you cap! can’t wait to go even farther next season!

lhughes_06 happy birthday to the best middle hughes brother!

jackhughes i’m the only middle hughes brother? but thanks?

lhughes_06 yeah!

elblue6 happy 22nd birthday to my middle baby! i love you honey!

jackhughes thanks mom, i love you too! and happy mother’s day!

_quinnhughes happy bday little bro! hope you have a great day!

jackhughes thanks bro!

subbanator happy birthday lil jizzy! see you tonight, man!

jackhughes thanks man! we’re gonna have great night, eh?

y/ndevils00 what is this i hear of going out tonight? why do i find out you’re abandoning me, ON MY OWN POST?

subbanator @/y/ndevils00 sorry female jizzy! gotta take the man out!

y/ndevils00 did i just get called “female jizzy”? jackson, get this man off my post. i’m mad at you both @/jackhughes

jackhughes @/y/ndevils00 yes ma’am

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes ….

jackhughes @/y/ndevils00 still no.

dougieham happy birthday to y/n’s other half! i think i’ve met you once or twice

jackhughes thanks dougs!

trevorzegras HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUGHESY! 22! LET’S PARTY TONIGHT!

y/ndevils00 YOU’RE going too?! what is this, not invite y/n night?!

trevorzegras it’s not that you weren’t invited, it’s just…

y/ndevils00 it’s just what?!

trevorzegras i got nothing. sorry, i thought i would come up with something

jackhughes thanks z!

jackhughes @/y/ndevils00 you ARE invited babe. i told you about it last night!

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes oh- it was 1am and you kept saying “tomorrow” so i thought you were talking about plans for tomorrow night

jackhughes @/y/ndevils00 WHO talks about plans at 1am and refers to it as “today”?!

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes me 🧍‍♀️ so watch your tone toothless

lhughes_06 @/jackhughes HA! SHE GOT YOU!

[sleepiexx]

Without you, I’m hopeless.

Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

Note: Living and breathing re4make Leon rn. No spoilers, I’ve like one chapter of the game left!! Anyways, side note, this is a side blog so unfortunately I can’t respond to any comments from this blog but I definitely will with my main, @sleepiemain .

Summary: Leon comes home from a mission in a piss poor mood, desperately needing a boost.

Warnings: kinda angsty, mostly just leon missing his gf, happy ending tho

Word count: 1334

Leon visibly sunk when he got home. He didn’t know what he expected when he unlocked his door but it didn’t hit him until he was inside, breathing in the stale, dust-filled air just how much he’d hoped it wouldn’t be like this. His posture was down-trodden as he tossed his duffel bag to the floor, just another chore he’d have to do tomorrow on top of the ever growing stack of paperwork.

His muscles were sore with the lasting injuries of the mission and Leon was bone tired but worst of all, loneliness ate at him. He knew, of course, that he could call (Y/N) and she would come running over, but it was late and he’d be damned if he made her sleep schedule as bad as his own. It had been a long few weeks without her, in which he’d spent almost every night wishing he was home, pressed up against her in bed whispering of how they each loved each other so much. The ache of desolation weighed on his heart and mind; god, he needed to ask her to move in. Their precious time together was already limited, so why waste any more of it by sleeping apart?

He passed the kitchen, choosing to forego any late night snacks in favor of extra sleep. He figured he would just take (Y/N) out for a large breakfast in the morning, assuming she was available. He desperately hoped she was, he missed her so badly. If he could give his heart to her for safe keeping, he would do it without question, if only so that they would never be separated.

He trudged all the way to his bedroom, a longing for (Y/N) weighing him down the entire way. At least while actively on a mission, the constant stimulation of fighting and critical thinking kept him distracted from his impending heart ache, but here, in his own home with nothing but himself and his own thoughts, he was left vulnerable to it.

He told himself that he would sleep away the sadness. What he was dealing with was nothing that a little melatonin and a date with (Y/N) in the morning couldn’t fix. Yet when he opened his bedroom door, it seemed that sleeping away his pain wouldn’t be necessary. The corner of his lips curled into an elated grin at the sight.

Unlike the rest of his house, his bedroom had changed slightly since he left. While dust still caked the dresser and nightstands, a clear sign that they hadn’t been used since he left, a certain love of Leon’s life was curled up in his bed, wrapped in his sheets with her nose nuzzled into one of his many pillows.

The pressure on Leon’s chest was all at once alleviated. The sight of his lover longing for him just as much as he’d been longing for her brought tears to his eyes. He was so relieved that he wouldn’t have to go any longer without her, even if it was only just one more night. He nearly jumped right into bed but stopped at the thought of disturbing her. Slowly, he unlaced and took off his boots, something he’d been too tired to do at the front door. Moving to the master bathroom, he switched out his work clothes in favor of a soft tee shirt and boxers, materials that would be significantly less irritating when rubbing up against (Y/N)’s skin.

When he was fully ready, he slid into bed behind (Y/N). He wrapped his strong arms around her midsection, ever so careful not to wake her. He nuzzled his nose onto the top of her head and closed his eyes, breathing in the calming scent of her shampoo. It sent chills down his spine. He could hardly believe she was real, and that she was here with him, not just one of many figments of his imagination he had made up to help him sleep before another long day of ‘government work.’

As his nerves finally settled down, willing him to sleep, he felt her stir. It seemed she had just woken up, mind still fuzzy and brain functions working slightly less than usual. All she knew was that she went to bed alone yet now there was something holding her that hadn’t been before. Panic set in. She thrashed in fear, barely letting out a squeak when Leon held her in a tight grip, whispering right next to the shell of her ear, “Hey, hey, it’s just me. I’ve got you.”

The thrashing ceased, she turned her body around in his arms so that she was facing him. She was too tired to muster up a smile when she saw his beautiful face but she was able to squeeze him back just as tight with watery eyes.

“Leon… I missed you.”

“I can tell,” he smirked, referencing her current situation of being caught in his bed.

Blood rushed to her face, eyes looking down to meet anything but Leon, “I’m sorry l didn’t tell you I was staying the night. I just- I had a really hard day today and you usually don’t answer the phone when you’re at work, which I completely understand and respect, but I just really missed you so I used the spare key you gave me so I could lay in your bed and it just smelled so much like you that I just couldn’t bring myself to get up and leave and I guess at some point I fell asleep. I’m sorry, please don’t be mad at me.”

Leon drew circles onto her sides in attempts to sooth her from her anxious little rant, “I’m not mad sweetheart, ‘m actually very grateful to see you here. Missed you so much when I was gone, couldn’t bare another second without you.”

Her eyes flitted up to meet his own but almost instantly shot back down, “You’re just saying that.”

“No I’m not, I mean it.” He cupped her face in one of his hands and pulled it up so she would look at him, “This is the exact reason I gave you a spare key to my place.”

He pressed a kiss to her forehead but she was unsatisfied with just that and pulled him down so his lips met her own. Letting her actions take over where words failed.

When they broke the kiss, they settled down once more, exhaustion becoming more apparent and taking hold. They cuddled up together, Leon on his back, and (Y/N) tucked into his side. Before Leon would let himself fall asleep, a pressing matter popped into his head, one he couldn’t let wait until the morning.

“You should move in with me.” He murmured, half expecting her to be asleep already and leave him no response.

“What?” She questioned, sleep hazed mind causing her to think she’d imagined the words.

“I want you to live with me. I love you a lot, (Y/N), more than I think you realize. Every second I spend without you, I’m missing you. Please at least consider it, I miss you when you aren’t here.” He frowned and led his lips to her forehead once more, his method of comforting himself.

She moved her head up and met his eyes. “I’d really like that,” she said, her own lips placing a kiss to Leon’s chest.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Leon nodded at her before looking back up at the ceiling when he saw how groggy she looked, a pang of guilt tugging at his heartstrings. “We can talk about it more in the morning. I didn’t mean to disrupt your sleep, I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay,” she yawned, “you’re a good thing to wake up to.”

Before she knew it, she was asleep. Leon smiled, deciding to get his own rest. He pulled her tighter into him, like a teddy bear, letting the soothing scent of her shampoo send him into a peaceful sleep.

[tangerinesilk]

BACK UP PLAN • TANGERINE x FEM!READER

they think you’re the diesel, but you know who took the case. too bad for you that tangerine, a guy from your past, likes to shoot first and ask questions later. as fun as that is, you quickly team up to figure out who took the case and what terrible fate they’ll meet... and of course, rehash your complicated past.

rating ✷ r (18+ only, minors dni!)

tropes ✷ enemies to lovers (but still enemies), pwp, cheeky banter, loud gf/quiet bf, butchered british slang, kind of mr. and mrs. smith energy, two idiots with one task

warnings ✷ cursing, violence being the answer, guns & knives, switch!tan x switch!reader, bathroom sex, fingering, quick p in v, lots of begging, exhibitionism, mention of hands/rings (my kink lmao)

word count ✷ 3.7k

a/n ✷ my first tangerine fic :D just feeding into my fixation and going down the aaron johnson rabbit hole again. wasn't expecting to do some bullet train writing, but..... here it is. there will be no part 2! hope y'all like it and feedback is always welcomed!

Shit was going down and surprisingly, it was not by your doing.

With your back pressed against the wall of the luggage holding, you could only hope the short but thick curtain covered your figure enough that anyone who passed wouldn’t see you. As you attempt to keep your breathing low and quiet, it hitches when you hear the sudden sound of automatic door opening.

“We need to find the cheeky fucker who took our case. Swear to God, I’ll bash his head in when I find him.”

That’s a thick accent you don’t forget. You don’t want to peak, but you can see the West Ham sticker on the back of his phone. 

It can’t be him. No, no…

“Lemon, I’ve gone up and down this train for the umpteenth time. I’m ‘bout ready to shoot any sleazy bellend who looks at me funny.”

Tangerine?

He was the only person you’ve been able to outrun yet here he was, only a few inches away and knowing damn well he would know how to tear into you for what happened in Copenhagen. Long story short, it ended with you tossing his favorite gun into the river and it’s made an even bigger target on your back.

While you do wear a mask that seals your identity during your heists, you prayed he didn’t remember eyes since you lost your only form of disguise when fighting the Prince. Just like you, she uses her looks to her gains, able to manipulate anyone by batting her eyelashes. She was the one with the case, and knowing her past, she’d blame it on someone else and you were most likely high up on the list.

“Alright, then. Let’s keep lookin’ for the bastard.” He said before hanging up.

You cover your mouth, your glare remaining steady on him before he takes a pause. His blue eyes search around the cart, huffing until you hear the other automatic door open. You fully step out of the small luggage spot and catching your breath, “I have to get off here.”

As the next stop was coming to a halt, a force pulled you back into the bathroom from an arm snaking around your waist. You couldn’t even gather your thoughts before feeling a cool metal pressing against your temple.

“Now I can only think of two reasons a girl like yourself is hiding behind a bunch of suitcases. One, she’s got a bit of a dickhead of a boyfriend or two, she’s got my fuckin’ case.”

You smirked, “If I had it, I would have hid better, don’t you think?” You hoped to fool him.

“Oh, darling. You think I’m that stupid, why don’t you just–” He turned you around to look into your eyes, and unfortunately, he had seen them somewhere, “Oi, where have I seen you before?”

“I’ve never met you before in my life, now if you’ll excuse me…” You trailed before he shifted to stand in front of the doorway, placing his gun on the sink counter.

“As much as I’d like to believe that, darling... you’re not going’ anywhere until I get my answer.” He said with an assertive tone, his jaw obviously clenched and his eyes piercing blue.

With his one hand on the trim of the sink and the other against the wall, he towered over you with his tall stance. He acted intimidating but you knew deep down there was hidden softness to his personality. ‘Warmer the closer you got’ type of shit.

Your eyes shifted from his eyes to his chest, hard to not stare with his first button undone and gold chain disappearing into his shirt. Able to display a poker face, Tangerine was still racking his brain around where he had seen those eyes before. He couldn’t place the last time he saw such a color.

I guess what you failed to mention is that something else happened in Copenhagen. To summarize, it involved a skin tight dress, a hotel key card and a getaway plan by dawn. What threw him off now was that you weren’t sporting the same short, auburn wig you sported that night you tried to get his attention.

“How am I supposed to give you an answer that I don’t have? You’re in my way.” You protest.

“And you’re not a very good liar, are ya?” He huffed, “Now, if you don’t have my case then who does?”

Not giving a second more, you pulled out your own gun tucked in the waist of your skirt, pushing it against his bare chest, “I think you better stay out of the way before you really get hurt.”

He didn’t bat an eye, but his eyes took a second glance at the tattoos drawn on the side of your middle finger and the top of your knuckles. Suddenly, he placed those hands from memory and the image of them running down his chest struck his mind. He looked back into your eyes and remembered how they kept steady contact as your tongue glided down his body.

“It’s been a while since Copenhagen, yeah?” He said, clenching his jaw once more.

Shit. Maybe you shouldn’t have doubted him so much.

“Well you’re not fooling me this time.” He grunted, quickly taking your gun while your guard was down for a split second, “I’ll give you one last chance, love. Tell me where the case is and maybe, I’ll be and gentleman and just escort you off at the next stop.”

“So cute how you’re trying to threaten me yet use a pet name. Guess I just know how to get to your soft spot, Tan.” You grinned, placing your hand on his cheek.

Mesmerized, a gloss smooths over his eyes before his phone vibrates in his pants pocket.

“Do you wanna get that or have me reach in there?” You taunted.

He replied with an eye roll, but quickly answered. “Yeah, what?” Tangerine answered, his eyebrow cocked.

A low voice told him that they needed to see proof of the case at the next stop or things could go south. Tangerine quickly hangs up during mid-threat, and you twist your lips.

“Since you can’t find your case, I assume you’re the one getting off at the next station.” You smirked, “Glad we got to catch up.”

“No, no, you little pain in my ass. You’re gonna put on a nice smile for these massive dickheads and stall with me…” He tilted his head a bit, “As far as I know, you know where the case is so I’ll be attached by the hip to you for the rest of the lovely ride to Kyoto.” Tangerine yammered on.

You rolled your eyes but he held your chin, making you look him in the eyes, “I’m sorry, does that bother you now?”

“Hmm, no. Just kind of sweet to know you haven’t forgotten about me.” You purposefully teased, your palm running down his chest before opening another button of his shirt with your one hand. It was a tactic to get under his skin, hoping to get some sort of reaction.

“You’re some tease who left me in Copenhagen, I’ve dealt with shots to the fuckin’ chest. You really think highly of yourself, don't ya.” He deflects but glances at your soft lips. 

You grinned, placing your hand on his cheek, “I don’t think I have to remind you of how low I’ll stoop to get a job done… or kneel.”

Tangerine felt your hand moving through the back of his hair, carding his loose curls before pressing your foreheads together. The tip of your nose brushed against his, your lips barely touching until the train came to a slow stop.

“Well, I guess it’s time to put on a good fucking act.” You huffed, pulling away and Tangerine didn’t realize he forgot to take a breath.

♡ ♡ ♡

He turned around, opening the bathroom door in one swift motion and the two of you stood by the exit. After quickly texting Lemon that he was going to stall, he gives you a look again– this time, his eyes shifting up and down your body, noticing the tear in your stockings. He knew you were up to something, but resisting the urge to press you up against a wall was making him ache a bit.

As the train door opened, Tangerine took a step toward you, “If anything goes down, you get behind me and get back on. Other than that, follow my lead.”

You nodded, “I have limited options… how generous of you.”

The two of you step off the train, and looking around for the men you’re asked to meet. As passengers got on and off, there was a small group that came your way and you stood next to Tangerine as they got closer.

“Where’s the case?” The tall one asked, standing center of the three other men.

“Lemon is keeping it safe right now.”

“Then who’s this?” 

Tangerine glanced at you, shrugging, “I’m a professional, I’ve got my back up… Peach.”

You wanted to narrow your eyes at him with a burning stare, but you maintained your composure to convince them. It was one step closer to getting the case, and it wasn’t the worse operative name.

The four men chuckle at it, and you cross your arms from the reaction, “So, are we done here?” You asked, “We’ve obviously got places to be now since your boss is up our asses about his case.” 

At first, they replied with scowls until Tangerine took a step in front of you, your chest basically touching his back.

“‘Cuse her attitude, it’s been a long night.” Tangerine acted as if he were in charge of you, “But, we’re all good now. The plan is still Kyoto, ta-ra now.” He faked a grin, pushing you toward the door as the alert sounded for boarding.

Before you knew it, the train was moving and the both of you plopped into two empty seats in the quiet car. As you watched Tangerine type out a text to Lemon, you scoffed, crossing your arms as you faced the window out to the city life of Japan.

♡ ♡ ♡

“Well, Lemon still hasn’t found the person with the case… fucker could have gotten off without us knowing.” 

You turned your head, “So, that’s means I’m off the list of the accused?”

“...I just don’t trust you.” He trailed, slipping his phone back into his pants pocket.

“Aw, still a little hurt from our last encounter?” You pouted, “Didn’t take you for such a softie, Tan.”

Tangerine clenched his jaw. He had little patience for your sass, but it was fun to fuck with him. You gently placed your hand on the top of his thigh, hidden under the table, and refused to lose eye contact with him. There were four stops left so, it was time to put a spontaneous plan B into motion: make him let his guard down for you.

You batted your eyelashes, “Tell me, do you still think about our night together? I didn’t mean to leave so quickly, but we had something… yeah?” You taunted him, your hand moving up his thigh. Just as your fingers were going to unbutton his pants, Tangerine quickly grabbed your wrist and put it back on his knee.

“You wanna play games, darling?” He grunted, “Then, I’ll play your game.”

You couldn’t help but admit that your heart beat against your chest, like the air in the cart had been sucked away and before you knew it, his right hand was running up your thigh until he ripped the rest of your stocking. You almost gasped, not wanting to attract attention, but he pulled it enough where your panties were exposed.

“Don’t get shy on me now, love.” Tangerine said under his breath as his hand entering between your legs. Once he pushed the black lace to the side, his two thick fingers entered your slit. The hand you had on his thigh suddenly met the wrist of his hand working your pussy.

His blue eyes softened, feeling how wet you already were and how you tried to restrain from arching your back against the seat. Being in plain light, you bit your bottom lip and concentrated on the scene passing by– obviously, not easy to focus on when Tangerine is gliding his fingers in and out of your wet slit. You could scream, knowing how deep they were from feeling his cool rings against your skin.

“I’d rub your clit, but I’d hate to make you cum right here… in front of everyone.” He looked around, as if he weren’t edging you, “You don’t really deserve to anyways.”

You took one big gulp, your hand gripping the arm rest now and you let him keep going. For as long as he wanted to and however fast he wanted to. As big of a talk you made, you were suddenly puddy in his hands– quite literally– and God, you didn’t want him to stop.

He pressed his lips against your ear, “Are you close?”

“Hmm.” You could barely let out a word, “N-no.”

“Don’t lie to me now so you can cum.” He chuckled.

Just like that, he quickly pulled his hand away and he saw how his fingers were coated in your glistening cum. As he went to place them in his mouth, you pulled his wrist and tasted your own cum on your tongue. 

All he could think was, “Fuck, her tongue is soft…” and reminisce the memory of his dick pushing down your throat.

You kissed his fingers before setting his hand back on his lap, and he watched you pant. Such a beautiful mess, he thought again.

Pushing your skirt back down, you crossed your legs as you ran your fingers through your hair. “You fucking ripped my nice tights…” You huffed, pulling the band from the waist and pulling them down your legs. You balled them up as you put your shoes back on, and stuffed them between the wall of the train and the seat.

You blew a breath past your lips, “Alright, that was fun but I gotta go.” You gulped, attempting to get up but he pushed your leg back down so you basically say back down.

“You’re stayin’ right here.” He said, not looking at you but around the cart, “Because the next stop, you’re gettin’ off… not like how you did right now but-”

You cut him off, “What?” You scoffed, your cheeks feeling heated, “No, I’m not getting off this train until I have the case!”

You didn’t mean to spill your own secret, but your guard had been put down. Shit.

He smirked, “See, I knew you had somethin’ to do with the case. Now you’re definitely gettin’ off at the next stop or I’ll-”

Cut off again, he sees Lemon walking down, also without the case in hand, and Tangerine quickly gets up. He met him halfway in the aisle, so you got up to see what was going on and if it was about the case.

“Who’s this? Looks familiar…” Lemon trailed as he pointed at you, then back at Tangerine.

“She’s no one-”

“Actually we passed each other in Copenhagen. You called me an Emily.” You grinned, tilting your head.

“Ah, yes. Emily, very kind but a tad bossy…” Lemon nodded but then narrowed his eyes, “Lookin’ for the case too, yeah?... unless you have it and we’re runnin’ around like headless chickens.” You could see his hand reaching into his jacket.

“I wish. Trust me…” You crossed your arms.

“Yeah, and she was just leaving on the next stop. No business being around here, muckin’ about.” Tangerine said without looking at you again, just making eye contact with Lemon.

“You treat me like I’m incompetent yet I beat both your asses back in Copenhagen and managed to steal the getaway car. Why don’t you two leave and let me handle whoever has the case.” You shoved past Tangerine, “Fucking amateurs.” You muttered under your breath.

Lemon turned around, Tangerine behind him, “She’s definitely is an Emily.”

Tangerine rolled his eyes, “I’ll go get take care of her. You check back down that way.” He clenched his jaw, pushing back his rolled sleeves.

♡ ♡ ♡

The door opened to the first class cart, already imagining your hands wrapped around the Prince’s neck once you had an eye on her. Dim orange lights lit your way, a few people asleep with blankets on top of them. 

Just as you came close to the lounge toward the end, a hand gripped your wrist. Before asking any questions, your other hand quickly swung down on the other’s wrist, thinking it was the Prince, but you were met with another set of bright eyes.

“Let go of me.” You muttered under your breath, not trying to get anyone’s attention.

Like deja vu, Tangerine pulled you into the bathroom and locked the door. It wasn’t as tight as the other passenger bathroom, but still had little room to move around with two people.

“Do I gotta tell you again?” Tan practically growled.

“You can’t tell me what to do. What do you want from me that you keep cornering me like this?” Your tone matched his.

He took a deep breath through his nostrils, and suddenly felt the tension. He couldn’t take his eyes from you, never admitting that he had been thinning about you since Copenhagen, so instead his lips met yours.

You weren’t surprised, but you missed his lips. You bit his bottom lip, your body relaxing as you fell into his arms. Your noses brushed together, foreheads close before you unbuttoned his shirt, your hands meeting his soft skin. It slipped past his toned arms, and he pressed your hips against the sink counter.

As you lifted your leg by his side, he put his hand underneath your knee to keep it high. Tangerine kissed and nipped at your neck after taking your shirt off, tossing it on top of the closed toilet seat. You ran your fingers through his messy curls, gripping them as you shared hungry kisses. His hard pressed against his slacks, rubbing against your inner thigh.

“You’ve got about four minutes, Tan.” You said between kisses, “I don’t know if you’re that fast.”

“You underestimate me, love.” He grunted, “It’s gettin’ a bit old.”

Suddenly, he hiked your skirt and you played along, spreading your legs enough for his body to move between them. He quickly unzipped his pants while his right hand rubbed your wet clit and the left hand against your neck. 

You giggled, biting your bottom lip before slipping the tip of his cock into your pussy. You held back your gasp, giggling instead to get a rise out of him, but it just made him squeeze your neck a bit.

“Almost forgot how big you were.” You pouted, but he thrusted inside of you. You audibly gasped, and kissed his thumb pressed against your bottom lip.

At first he was slow-paced, purposefully making you beg for it. He knew your weak spots yet his head fell against your shoulder, a light whimper escaping his throat remembering how tight your cunt was. He held your leg up again, giving him an angle to work with and his cock bottomed out inside your pussy.

“Fuck!” You croaked, “God, you’re so… big. Stretching me out so good, baby.” You whined.

“Fuckin’ Christ.” Tan cursed, his hips bucking as your skins slapped together. He was eager to make you cum, shattering in his arms and falling apart like he adored. His hand slapped against your ass cheek, kneading it the closer he got. 

You leaned your head back, rolling your eyes back and could see stars, Tangerine practically lifting you off your feet as your walls began to tighten around his hard cock.

“Please… please let me cum.” You begged, your eyes barely open, “I wanna cum. Please.”

“Gotta beg a little more, darling.” He gulped as his pace got faster, not realizing how strong he was, “Keep those pretty eyes lookin’ at me.”

You arched your back, “Ah, please!… I want your fucking cum filling me up. Make me cum all over your cock, baby.” Your pitch elevated, “Fuck, I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna fucking cum!”

He grunted against your shoulder, giving it a small bite before saying, “Cum, cum for me, love.” He lighty gasped but tried to mask it by kissing your shoulder.

Your fingers pulled his messy curls, not able to explain the complete bliss running throughout every vein and nerve in your body. His hand covered your mouth just as yours covered his, muffing your defeated moans when the two of your released inside your pussy.

As you came down from your highs, the two of you let out tired chuckles. His cock was still inside you, feeling your warm walls as he shared one last sloppy kiss. 

Your thumb ran across his cheek, “Better than Copenhagen?”

He half-smiled, “Wouldn’t you like to know.”

♡ ♡ ♡

Ultimately, you agreed to let them take it from there. It was two more stops, and the train was coming to it’s next destination. You and Tangerine stood by the door, watching it slowly open and your stubbornness was eating you up. Although it was a risk to get off the train, seemed there was more than the two of you looking for the case. If anything, you loss some pay.

“You better get off now.” Tangerine told you, the two of you watching people pass.

You hummed, “I know… hope you can tell me how it goes if we ever meet again.” You sighed, placing your hands on his chest. Your eyes met with his, and he furrowed his brows. You twisted your hips, taking a deep breath before quickly meeting your lips with his again. Tender and slow.

 As you pulled your face from his, you nodded, “Bye, Tangerine.”

He expected for you to pass, and he actually thought he was going to miss you.

Instead, you forcefully pushed him out the door and it closed him out from coming back in. You rolled your eyes, walking up to the window as you watched the train pull from the station.

“I really am good.” You smirked.

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“She’s my girlfriend.”

Janis ‘Imi’ike x short tempered!fem!reader

Not my pics

Warnings- Regina being a jerk, arguing, fighting, janis just being a sweet comforting gf. I think thats all but lmk if i’m wrong!

A/N- This is honestly mostly Regina x reader but oh well. This idea just came to me randomly lol. Might write a part two with more Janis and less Regina lol.

You and Janis have been dating for 2 weeks now, you got together over spring break so no one really knew yet besides your family’s and close friends.

You were at your locker getting your things for your next class when an arm snakes around your waist making you turn your head to see your girlfriend. “Hey baby.” You smile as you close your locker. “Hey.” You kiss her before you heard that voice. “Well well well.” Oh great, here we go. You roll your eyes as does Janis. “What do you want Regina?” Janis said, both of you turning around to face the blonde. “Who’s this?” She asks, looking you up and down. That makes you roll your eyes again but before you can snap back with a snarky comment Janis beats you to it. “She my girlfriend.” “Aw you finally found someone that will put up with you?” Regina says with a fake pout. “Hey, uh, wait what’s your name again? Never mind i don’t care, did you know you’re little princess here likes to play with fire?” She says, giving Janis that shit eating grin of hers. “Look don’t even try any bull shit with me miss ‘queen bitch’, i know what you did to Janis oh and by the way your a piece of shit for that, but i will not put up with any of your nonsense.” You snap back. “Babe-” Janis starts but you cut her off. “No, no i’m not dealing with it. She walks all over everyone at this stupid school and I’m tired of it.” “Ooo, looks like you got yourself a feisty one.” Regina says, unfazed by your words. You were ready to attack her at this point but Janis grips your waist a bit tighter. “Regina, just go.” Your jaw clenched as she walked away, your eyes following her every move. “Hey, baby look at me.” Janis says then she grips your chin gently and turns your head to look at her. “Breathe, she’s only messing with you because of me.” You roll your eyes. “She’s a bitch, not just to you but everyone. It pisses me off.” “I know love, i know. But she just wants attention, she wants to get a reaction and getting mad is only giving her what she wants.” You sigh and nod, she places a gentle kiss on your lips. “Now come on let’s get to class.” She took your hand and the two if you walked to your next class, which lucky for you, you shared said class with Janis.

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It’s been weeks, weeks! And Regina still tries to pull any strings she can at any time she can. She’s dug deep into your history just to find something on you, she came out with nothing but stupid things from elementary school that wouldn’t help her much, she did find one thing though, you have a short temper. You get angry quickly and now that she knows that she’s gonna push all your buttons.

You were walking down the hall after asking to go to the restroom when you felt a hand on you shoulder, spinning you around to face her there was Regina with that stupid smirk on her face. “Hey Y/N.” You shrugged her hand off your shoulder. “Oh look you finally learned my name.” Regina chuckles. “I see your little pet isn’t with you.” Her words made you blood start boiling already. “I’m not doing this with you Regina.” You started to walk away. “Aw poor baby can’t handle a little chat? I know you’re a loner, or should i say loser, but i just wanted to talk.” She says, you clenched your fist by your sides as you turn around. “Fine. What could you possibly want to talk about?” She grins her shit eating grin. “I just wanted to warn you how crazy your little girlfriend is.” Your fists tighten. “Stop talking about her.” “Aw why not? You know she used to like me right? She was so obsessed.” Your jaw clenched and you got closer to her. “She was never obsessed with you. And even if she was she’s not anymore so just leave her alone.” Regina scoffed. “Yeah right, everyone is obsessed with me, haven’t you noticed?” You rolled your eyes. “That’s not true, you’re a bitch and everyone knows it.” “Ouch what cruel words of yours.” She mocked. You wanted to pounce on her, your fists and jaw was clenched tightly, you take a deep breath as you turn to walk away, trying the take the advice Janis had taught you before. “Ooo, did i hit a nerve?” You keep walking, trying to take deep breaths, your nails dug into your palms so hard that you were almost bleeding. “So angry,” Regina started. “It’s almost cute.” And that was it, you just couldn’t take it, you fast walked back to her and before either of you even realized your fist had already connected with her face. She stumbled back with a small yelp of pain, her hand going over her eye. But when she stabilized herself again she glared at you. “You bitch.” She said before then the two of you were fighting in the middle of the hall. It went on for a good moment. “Woah, woah, woah! Girls! Stop!” A teacher shouts as he ran over, pulling the two of you apart.

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You sat in a chair in the front office, leg bouncing, chewing on your bottom lip, decently dark bruises on your face, and probably other places that you haven’t seen yet, you knew your parents would be pissed, and what would Janis say? You didn’t know because even though you wanted to text her you were afraid to.

When your mom walked into the office you can see the angry radiating off of her. Great.

The second the car doors closed she immediately started. “What the hell were you thinking?! Why did you do it?” You rolled your eyes. “I wanna go home.” “Why did you do it Y/N.” She says more sternly. “She was being a bitch. She has been for weeks now. I couldn’t take it and she wasn’t just being a jerk to me she was talking about Janis too.” Your mom sighed, lucky for you she loved Janis and she can’t lie she is a bit proud that you would take up for yourself and others. “Well you’re still grounded, for 2 weeks.” You were honest surprised she dropped it so easily. “Wait, what? Nothing else? Just 2 weeks of being grounded?” “Do you want it to be longer?” She snaps back as she starts the car. You quickly just shut your mouth and went with it.

~~~~

You walk into school the next day, surprisingly you didn’t get in much trouble over the fight, you had a bruised up face as did Regina and you were getting tons of looks and you hated it. You walked with your head down until soon Janis was right in front of you, lifting your chin to look at her. “Oh baby…” She frowned, cupping your face as her thumbs glide over your bruises ever so gently. “I’m fine.” “I never said you weren’t but this looks pretty painful.” You shrug. “It’s not that bad.” She sighs. “Why did you fight her? I told you she just wants a reaction.” “I know but she deserved it either way, i wasn’t gonna let her walk all over me any longer.” She sighed then nods. “I get it.” There’s silence for a moment until she smiles and says. “You look pretty hot for someone with a bruised face.” You smile with an eye roll, she chuckles and plants a kiss to your lips then a few around your face and back to your lips. “Ok, ok, chill, we’re still in school y’know?” You said pulling away and she laughs lightly as she pulls away. “Well we could just…ditch?” She says with a smirk. “Hm, tempting.” You paused, thinking. “Y’know what? Fuck it, i don’t want to see Regina again anyway.” She smiles and with one last kiss the two of you then left.

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Can I request a smut with dom Seonghwa with prompts 106 and 107. He’s a ceo and while at work his gf suddenly decides to visit him. She realizes he’s busy so in order to get his attention she makes him jealous by flirting with Hwa’s coworker and he gets angry and then they end up fucking 😋

Prompts: 106. "I'm going to fuck you until you forget that asshole's name." + 107. "Bend over the desk, love." Pairing: CEO!Seonghwa x F!Reader Genre: Smut Word Count: 1.6k Tags/warnings: Possessiveness, unsafe sex, semi-public sex, jealous sex, creampie, spanking, subtle sir kink

Rules for requesting can be found here and my masterlist can be found here.

“Mr. Park is busy at the moment. You can take a seat in the waiting room, and I’ll call for you when he’s ready.” 

You close your eyes and take a deep breath, counting backward from 5. It is taking all of your willpower not to throw a tantrum like a spoiled child. It has already been a rough day, and all you want is to enjoy your lunch with your boyfriend. Yet, here you are, essentially being told to go to the back of the metaphorical line. It is for this reason that you’ve never liked Seunghee—she knows who you are, yet she still insists on giving you the runaround. 

“He and I have a lunch date scheduled. If you would just call up to him, I’m sure—” 

“I’m sorry, but he’s in a meeting. You can take a seat and wait for him, or I can have him call you at his earliest convenience.” 

“You know what? No. I’m heading up to his office, and if you have a problem with that, you can call security. But have fun explaining that to Mr. Park.”

She gapes at you as you walk away, mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. You find a sick kind of satisfaction in it and, to further rub salt in the wound, give her a dainty wave and smile as the elevator doors close. You head all the way up to the 19th floor and are fully prepared to wait in Seonghwa’s office until he’s free, expecting that he would be in one of the conference rooms. However, to your surprise, he’s already in his office—but not alone. 

One of the most beautiful women you have ever seen sits across from him, her image reflected in the abstract mirror hanging behind his desk. Her long, dark hair cascades in rivulets down her back, her lips both similar in shape and color to a peach. Her eyes are foxlike, sharp and alluring, intense even through the reflection. You bristle with envy, though you try not to make it a habit to compare yourself to others.

Then there’s Seonghwa. He looks as stunning as ever, every detail of his appearance meticulously perfected despite his long work day. His dark hair sweeps across his forehead, each strand seeming to fall effortlessly into place in a way that accentuates his beauty. The dark blue suit you helped him pick out hugs his torso nicely, just form-fitting enough to show off his best features. His slender hands are folded on the desk in front of him, mere centimeters away from her dainty, well-manicured ones. And, god, those big, brown doe eyes of his that you love so much are watching her so intently. 

You know that she is probably the representative of a company that wants to merge or some up-and-coming actress that is looking for representation. You know that Seonghwa is just doing his job and that he has a bad habit of looking at everyone with stars in his eyes. But, despite yourself, you can’t fight back the jealousy that you feel. So, indulging in one of your own bad habits, you sidestep his office and head into his CMO’s office instead. The two offices are connected only by a glass window and the blinds are currently open, so you know that he will be able to see you. 

Surely enough, he notices you not long after Minho does, and both of their eyes widen in surprise. Unlike Minho, however, he has a meeting to focus on and quickly returns his focus to the woman.

“Y/N!” Minho says, getting up to greet you. “What a pleasant surprise. Are you here to see Seonghwa?” 

He holds out his hand, but you move forward and hug him instead. There’s nothing about it he would find odd—it’s quick, friendly, not unusual for a greeting. Yet you know, and Seonghwa knows, there’s more to it than that. Speaking of your boyfriend, he must have noticed your movement out of the corner of his vision if his stiff posture is any indication. You watch with satisfaction as he tongues the inside of his cheek, knowing he tends to do that whenever he’s upset. 

“Hey, Minho. I was, but he seems busy at the moment. Have you eaten yet? I’m not in the mood to eat alone.” 

“I was just about to go on my lunch break, so your timing couldn’t have been any more perfect. Please, join me.” 

He pulls out a seat for you—what a gentleman—before quickly excusing himself to the kitchens so he can grab his own food. You make yourself comfortable, clearing some room on his desk, and are just about to start eating when you hear the door to his office open. 

“That was fast,” you say without looking up. “What do you have to eat?” 

“I don’t know. Why don’t you tell me?” 

You jump in your seat, taken aback as you expected to hear Minho’s voice. Instead, you’re met with a frustrated Seonghwa, his tone laced with annoyance. He strides over to you and spins your chair around so that you’re forced to look up at him. 

Grabbing your chin between his thumb and pointer finger, he continues, “Well? I thought you were here for me, but apparently, I was mistaken.” 

You shake yourself out of his grasp, standing up to fix the imbalance of power. “I was, but it looks like you were busy. Funny how you didn’t mention anything about a meeting this morning.” 

“You’re jealous? Is that it? So the first thing you do is turn to one of my coworkers, one of my friends, for attention.” His eyes darken and he moves forward, forcing you to back up until the back of your legs hit Minho’s desk. “What, exactly, were you hoping to get out of this?” 

Before you can answer, someone clears their throat. The two of you turn to face a confused Minho standing in the doorway, a fork in one hand and his food in the other. “Oh, Hwa, will you be joining us for lunch?” 

“Sorry, but I was promised a lunch date. Why don’t you go eat in the cafeteria with the others?” 

Minho narrows his eyes, obviously catching onto the fact that Seonghwa wants him to vacate his office. “Sure… Just eat in your own office, if you don’t mind.” The hint is almost as subtle as Seonghwa’s, but it’s there. 

“Of course. I’ll talk to you later.” 

With a nod, Minho walks away, leaving you and Seonghwa with total privacy. Without sparing you a glance, Seonghwa turns and heads into his own office.

“Bring the food,” he says. “Or don’t. I don’t think we’ll have time to eat anyway.” 

His words send a jolt straight to your core, the hidden promise of what’s to come enough to excite you. You grab the food only to haphazardly discard it on one of the chairs in Seonghwa’s room. You watch as he grabs the remote control for the blinds and closes them so that the two of you will be hidden from any prying eyes. Then, he sits at his desk, crossing one leg over the other as he looks at you expectantly. When you make no move to do anything, he sighs.

“Bend over the desk, love, before I lose my patience.” 

You immediately do as he asks, not minding the way the various stationary supplies littering his desk press into you uncomfortably. You know that if you make a mess of his desk, you’ll only receive more of a punishment. Your dress rides up your thighs, and Seonghwa stands, pushing it up further so that the whole of your ass is exposed to him. He rubs the skin gently, caressing it with his palms, before bringing one of his hands down with a resounding smack. Your body ricochets forward with the force, and you bite back a moan, watching as some of his papers flutter to the ground. 

“Is this what you wanted? To be punished like the little slut you are?” He smacks you again, and this time you can’t help the strangled noise that escapes your lips. “Flirting with another man right in front of me, just because I was meeting with a woman.” He tsks. “She’s the owner of a perfume company, by the way. She wants to make a signature scent for the movie we just released that has gained a bit of a cult following—she thinks it is a good mutual investment.” 

You look back at him, cheek pressed to the hardwood of his desk, your words a bit muffled due to the position. “I would barely call a hug flirting.” 

“I don’t care what you would call it—I’m going to fuck you until you forget that asshole’s name. And if you talk back to me one more time, you can expect a lot worse than a spanking.” 

His threat is enough to shut you up. “Okay, sir.” 

“Oh, now you’re obedient? All pliant and ready for me to use you?”

“Yessir.” 

He lovingly trails a hand down your spine, his light touch enough to make you squirm. “Good.” 

Next thing you know, he’s grabbing your hips with a bruising force, plowing into you from behind, panting into your ear about how you belong to him and only him. All you can do is whine and moan, barely able to grasp reality except to cry over how good he’s making you feel. He brings you to the edge again and again, not caring about how overstimulated you get as he chases his own pleasure. He comes inside you and doesn’t allow you to do anything about the mess; instead, he helps you slip back into your thong and orders you to keep it inside of you until you get home. 

The walk out of his building is awkward, to say the least.