#i’m so excited to see him in action 😭

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hobie brown you will always be famous!! 🎸💥✨

[cl6teen]

p-power ❀ op81

in which a tense breakup with a well known driver sparks a new beginning with an up and coming rookie

contains: social media!au, exbf!daniel, multiple time skips, heavily inspired by the lyrics ‘the pictures i seen i’m like “damn he got lucky”, take it from him and i leave him with nothin’.

note: this has been in my drafts for ages so i might has well post it anyways

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f1wagupdates f1 wag y/n l/n and mclaren f1 driver daniel ricciardo caught in a hearted argument while vacationing in new zealand for the short beak in light of a newly surfaced cheating scandal between daniel and a model during a monaco gp after party

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danielrjpg omg, so the cheating rumours were true??? i feel so bad for y/n, she was the best wag on the paddock in my opinion

iheartmclaren during the monaco gp?? she couldn’t make it to that one right?

papayaluv yeah, but she was still posting him on her story that whole weekend :(

ynstyle genuinely she’s too good for him anyways

user now that this has been brought to life can we talk about the weird ass age gap between the two??

dr3ily i love daniel but he’s 33 and she’s 22?? and they started dating when she was 20? that’s kind of icky

l.l.l.lando to be honest, i don’t think it’s true? like he doesn’t seem like the type to cheat! couples fight all the time

user yeah, monaco gp is notorious for exposing and cheating scandals that usually aren’t true, yall will believe anything

4everstappen then why did she already delete their photos together?? like all trace of daniel gone

givemedr3 but daniel still has all of their photos up, and he still follows her ?

madebymax it’s because he’s delusional LMAO, and I would be too if i fumbled someone like y/n??

user his karma will definitely come back to him, one way or another

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yourinstagram boy bye.

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landonorris let me come visit you please

yourinstagram you know you’re always welcome down under lan <3

user lando and y/n’s friendship still holding up is so cute to me

bsfsinstagram you’re too bad for anyone in this world

bsfsinstagram whoever gets you is so lucky

yourinstagram i love you more than anything babe

drxyn waitt so they’re actually broken up 😭

luvyn tbh the post breakup glow is eating, i was crying for a month straight after mine

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mclarenbby oh my god daniel in the likes is so embarrassing like please stop your delusion

newuser please go back to daniel y/n i loved you two together!

yourinstagram lol no thanks

k1ll4lando daniel get off your burner account LMAOO

iluvf1 y/n continuing to post like nothing ever happened and being all normal in comparison to daniel’s social media literally going black out like he’s grieving is so funny?? like the disabled comments are really the cherry on top

user i just know he has his pr team working overtime

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f1 some surprising news from mclaren this silly season, wouldn’t you agree?

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user honestly thank god, i don’t think mclaren was daniels team, but it’s sad to see he might be out of a seat now

user the karma from cheating is literally so real

user and he wasn’t performing well at all because of it

user YN LIKED IT BYEEE

user love that for her though

mclaren excited to see our rookie in action!

early february, 2023.

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lando.jpg friendly outings before the new season (ft. y/n’s photography skills)

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yourinstagram thank you for the photo credits on the last one lando

oscarpiastri very nice photos lando

lando.jpg always so serious oscah

papayaluv yn still hanging out with mclaren is so nice to see, she has so much chemistry with the team even without daniel

op81ln4 seeing yn get becoming friends with oscar is so funny like omg he took your ex’s seat in f1

mcl4ren honestly i think that yn is milking this whole daniel situation to still keep the attention on her, how is she still attending mclaren events?

yourinstagram please stop making assumptions about me, thanks ❤���

user do you forget that she’s been friends with lando?

user can’t lie, lando posting yn at mclaren knowing daniel follows this page is wickedddd but funny

oscar

hey, it’s oscar from earlier :)

you

hi oscar! i had so much fun meeting you tonight

did you grab my number from lando?

oscar

yeah..i hope that’s alright?

i was just glad to see a fellow australian and lando suggested i have it

you

i really don’t mind it, i’m happy to have a new friend that i have smth in common with

i was surprised when your mclaren signing was announced, but i’m sure your rookie season will be amazing

oscar

thanks, it really does mean a lot

i wasn’t really expecting the mclaren offer in the first place but i was open, and they’d just let go of daniel cause of his performance

wait sorry i didn’t mean to bring him up

you

please don’t apologize, i couldn’t care less about him anymore

i see what happened in the second half of last years season as karma, im glad it’s you who’s in the seat now :)

oscar

yeah, but if you ask me what he did was an asshole move

you didn’t deserve that at all, i think he lost something good

you

it’s been so long now that it’s nothing important to me, but…did you want to meet up for lunch or dinner tomorrow? my flight back home leaves after that

oscar

yeah, i’d like that

and i’ll hope to see you again in australia as well?

you

you can count on it ❤️

april, melbourne australia.

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ynluv it felt so nice seeing you with mclaren today !!

mclaren we second that!

yourinstagram it’s just a one time thing, i never miss a home race! but i was happy to be there!!

landonorris who’s that cool guy in the sunglasses?

yourinstagram a toad that drives for mclaren you do NOT want to talk to him

oscarpiastri missed hanging out

yourinstagram come back home more often then duh

landonorris or you can just visit us instead

you

you did so well in the race today oz

ozz

P8 isn’t the best though, could have been better

lando was good

you

he was, but we’re not talking about lando

P8 on your third race as a rookie is amazing

take the compliment oscar 🙄

ozz

thank you for the compliment miss

you

ugh shut up

ozz

im glad you were here this race weekend, i really did miss seeing you

you

it’s not like you haven’t been texting and calling me for two months straight 😭

ozz

but that’s different

you

mhm

when do you have to fly out to baku?

ozz

i leave in the middle of the night on wednesday

you must want me to take you out on a date before i go?

you

don’t be smug oscar pisstree

facetime dates are nice but it would be nice to go on a real one again. we don’t always have to hang out with lando

ozz

i know y/n, im only teasing you

there’s no way i would be here and not think to plan one, you know me better than that

but pisstree is a little painful

you

i know i know, sorry

ozz

so get ready and i’ll come pick you up once i’m done with these team debriefs

oscarpiastri updated their story (15 mins ago)

you

girl.

omg

pls whatever you’re doing stop it

TEXT ME BACK PLEASE 😭

bestie 🧸

oh my god

hi

i’m here

are you dying ? kidnapped?

i thought you were on your date with oscar

please respond???

how are you not responding after just texting??

istg i hate you

you

i was on my date with oscar

he just dropped me off

and

bestie 🧸

and??

you

i am a girlfriend !!!!

😖😖😖

bestie 🧸

OH MY GOD???

OSCARYN NATION UPPP

he’s so good for you yn

IM SO HAPPY

you

ME TOO

however. there is one problem

he asked me to spend the summer break travelling with him

bestie 🧸

what did you say?

yes? right?

you

i didn’t say anything actually…

he said he’d let me think about it

bestie 🧸

okay so tell him your done thinking about it

and say yes!

august; summer break.

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yourinstagram all types of summa lovin

landonorris you got him to wear pink ????

yourinstagram doesn’t he look yummy in it

user WHO’S HIM????

bsfsinstagram oh not you posting himmm

yourinstagram i had to let them know i’m spoken for babe

oscarpiastri what psychopath straightens their hair like that

yourinstagram the hot kind

landonorris yeah right

dannybae is that daniel in the last photo?

yourinstagram no

user was posting this after daniel said he missed you on that podcast intentional????

user that’s so embarrassing for him but at least now he’s gained some self respect and unfollowed her 😭😭

luvyn i’m so happy she’s happy, literally living her best life

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oscarpiastri summer

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user oscar when was this this ?????

oscarpiastri i just said this summer🧍‍♂️

landonorris 💀

yourinstagram oscar in his soft launch era??

landonorris you were the one who taught him that

oscarpiastri is that what it’s called

user not oscar getting a girlfriend over the break

oscarspastries i sort of suspected this after that story he posted after the australia gp

user omg so she’s probably from australia

op4prez the second picture kinda looks like yn

user no it doesn’t ur jumping to conclusions 😭

user she’s only friends with the mclaren boys she has her own man

user oscar literally drops off the face of the earth for the entire break and then comes back to post this??

user im severely unwell

user oscar’s already falling into the girlfriend effect of looking exponentially finer and im here for it

october; qatar.

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you

congratulations on winning the sprint race babe <3 i knew you could do it

baby 💕

where are you?

i want to come see you

you

i’m in the garage with the team

are you coming with lando

baby 💕

no

you

you shouldn’t come without him

you know that people would talk and it’ll be annoying to deal with

baby 💕

i just got the first win of the season for the team

quite frankly i couldn’t give a shit what they said, i want to celebrate with my girl

you

oscar i want to celebrate with you too, but it might be best to wait

oscar are you there?

oscar ?

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mclaren 🧡

landonorris it’s about time you made it public

oscarpiastri i never hid it though

landonorris didn’t you?

yourinstagram you’re lucky i love you enough to let you hard launch

oscarpiastri just can’t keep you a secret

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📂Op men + sitting on their lap.

Featuring: Zoro & Ace, GN!reader

Warning: Suggestive, established relationship

Note: I got carried away😭

Zoro

The bar you walked in was crowded with people and your eyes searched for the figures of your crew and your grumpy boyfriend. You had left to verify something on the ship, but as you expected the crowded bar had little place now for you to sit and enjoy the night too.

You walked around and found your green haired man chatting with the crew and drinking down a bottle of sake. You stopped behind him and softly flicked the back of his head earning a groan from him as he slightly turned in your direction.

-Oh you’re back, I was almost gonna go after you.

He said with a light smile. You smiled back and rolled your eyes at him.

-Yeah sure and you would’ve gotten lost the moment you would’ve stepped outside of this place.

-I’m not that bad with direction.

-Yes you are that bad, that’s not even out to debate.

Nami retorted in your défense with an annoyed look.

-Agree.

Sanji followed after exhaling a cloud of smoke.

-How about you stay out of this ero-cook?

Zoro growled as he leaned his body over the table and gave Sanji an annoyed glare.

-He’s right though baby.

You chuckled as you put your hands on his shoulders to calm his tension.

-Oi, Y/n !

Luffy screamed out your name in excitement in between two bites. You looked over your captain and furrowed your eyebrows waiting for him to say something.

-Why are you standing up? Everyone else is sat!

-Oh, well the bar is pretty packed. There isn’t any chair left…

-it’s okay, come sit on my lap.

-huh?!

You replied shocked. Zoro was never the type to introduce PDA and you were sure it wasn’t the alcohol that was affecting him. Your heart fluttered at the idea of him growing comfortable enough with you and your relationship to be more affectionate with you in public. It was a small gesture but coming from him, you felt warm just at the idea of sitting on his lap.

He didn’t let you have much time to think about it as he took your hand and pulled your body near him to grab your waist and dragged you on his lap. You blushed as you looked up at him and he simply smirked back. You looked away a bit shy and fixed your position on his lap, making sure it wouldn’t be uncomfortable for him.

-Since when do you have the courage like this to pull me into your laps in public, you teased him under your breath so only he could hear.

He emptied what was left in his bottle and looked back at you.

-Was I supposed to let my pretty lover stood up, wouldn’t be very manly of me.

-Yeah it wouldn’t be..

You nodded as you stole a bite of his food while ignoring how his nickname gave you butterflies. He shifted slightly under you to grab another bottle on the table, pressing his large chest on your arm. His hot breath brushing your neck and a secretive low grunt leaving his lips.

You didn’t know if it was because it has been a moment since you two had sex or if your hormones were simply higher that night, but you felt your body getting hot. You grabbed a glass of water on the table and changed your position to face the table. His hands immediately grabbed your hips and he pushed them forward.

-Are you trying to make my dick hard or what. Don’t move like that without telling me, he said annoyed.

As much as his actions were turning you on, the idea of making him hard and then have him fuck you stupid, didn’t even cross your mind…well until he directly asked you.

You looked over your shoulder with now a mischievous look and smiled at him.

-I wasn’t, but now the idea doesn’t sound so bad.

-Y/n…

-What~ little fun won’t kill you.

You said while pushing your hips a little bit against his bulge. You tried to be as discreet as you could be, but Usopp was catching up on what was happening and was giving you two a dirty glare.

Zoro wasn’t going to fold so easily so he just pushed your body to sit on only one of his lap.

-Now, be good and I will see what I can do for you later.

If only he knew he was in for a long night.

Ace

You sigh as you knock on the door of the infamous commander who stole your heart. You barely saw him all day as a mission was approaching and he was looking through everything, making sure the plan would go well.

He quickly showed up at dinner to grab his food, gave you a kiss on your forehead and ran to meet White-beard who had asked for him and few others commanders. You knew it wasn’t his type to barely eat, so you decided to check up on him and grab some food for him before the kitchen closes.

-Who is it ?

You hear his muffled voice filled with exhaustion.

-It’s me, I brought you some food.

-Come in

You open the door and see your boyfriend’s face lying on top of a pile of papers, tired eyes and a weak smile.

-My saver is here, he speaks in a small voice as he sees the big bag of food you brought. You chuckle as you walk closer to him and pat his dark wavy hair.

-I was worried seeing you barely eat today.

-Im so exhausted, It’s like my brain is going to explode from all the information pops has been feeding me.

-He trusts you with those, so I imagine it’s a blessing and a curse at the same time.

-Yeah, but Marco has been helping me a lot, along with the others, so we are making it a little lighter for each other, he says with a tired chuckle as he pulls your body into his laps. He tucks his head in the crook of your neck and let a tired sigh as he closes his eyes.

-Finish your work quickly so you can go to sleep. You are about to fall unconscious on those papers, you whisper softly as you caress his hair.

-Mmmm don’t want toooo, he mumbles childishly against your neck making you giggle.

-Aceee, quickest you finish, quickest you’re free , my love.

He leans back into his chair and stares right into your eyes. They glitter as he looks at you, giving away that he’s planning something.

-I will if you keep me company, he retorts with a huge grin.

You furrow your eyebrows and nod, not seeing anything wrong with it. You haven’t spent much time with him anyway, so that seemed like a good idea. You are about to stand up to go lay on his bed, when his large arms firmly keep you in place.

-But you have to stay on my laps. I want you close to me.

-Ace, you know you’re not gonna get any work done with me on your laps.

-Why not

-Because we both know how that ended up last time, you roll your eyes and squint them at him as you put your hands on his chest to free yourself. He softly put them away and leave a quick kiss on your lips.

-Maybe that’s the type of work I wanna do, he replies with a smirk.

-Suddenly, you don’t seem so tired.

You tease him with a smile while wrapping your arms around his neck. You gently press your lips against his and you feel his warm hands grip your hips as he kisses you back. You pull away to catch your breath and watch his eyes stare at you with nothing but lust.

-Oh shit, the food! you suddenly remember.

-It’s gonna be our aftercare snack, he announces as he picks you up and put you on his bed.

Yeah, he passed out right after y’all were done :/

He ate the food though when he woke up in the morning :D

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A PICTURE IS WORTH A THOUSAND WORDS ━━ LN4.

sometimes the right words are hard to come across, and sometimes everything you need to say can be captured in an image.

( lando norris x photographer!reader )

━━ part three.

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yourusername is it time for bahrain yet?! can’t wait to see these two back in action again soon! 🧡

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mclaren We keep asking ourselves the same thing! Our engines are ready and we’re raring to go! 🧡

↳ yourusername you truly understand me mclaren admin

↳ mclaren we think you’re the one who truly understands us y/n

↳ user y/n x mclaren admin?? 🤯 the plot twist none of us saw coming

user missing these lads so much lately

user THE RADIO SILENCE ON OSCAR’S SOCIALS WAS KILLING ME I DEPEND ON THESE MEN TOO MUCH THEY KEEP ME ALIVE 😭😭

user the f1 drought is real rn

user MCLAREN SUPREMACY 2024

↳ user i’m trying to be delulu but we all know it’s just gonna be the mv33 and redbull show again this year 🫤

user soooo are we all just gonna pretend like we didn’t see the pics of her with garrett ward orrrrr?

↳ user no bc i was just thinking the same thing 👀

↳ user wait that was actually her??? cuz you can like barely see her face so i thought it was just a joke???

user what a fake ass bitch

user she only posts other ppl on her acc cuz she knows her ugly ass face would scare everyone else away

user homegirl needs to stay tf away from my man fr 😤😤

user god what a hoe 😒 she already has these two that she could fuck with idk why she needed to go after garrett

user SLUT SLUT SLUT

user if she tries anything with anyone else on the city team i’m gonna lose my shit fr

↳ user same omg

↳ user honestly i’m just glad she didn’t go after grealish or haaland 🙌

↳ user she probably would’ve tried if they weren’t taken already 🙄

↳ user nah i bet she’s totally a homewrecker garrett’s probably just the first on her list

user oh… these comments… 😰

↳ user right???

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yourusername the city boys know how it’s done! and looking pretty good in orange too 😉

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mancity The lads are looking good indeed! This weekend’s match against Newcastle should be an exciting one! ⚽️🩵

mclaren ✍️ Jeremy ✍️ Doku ✍️ and ✍️ Ruben ✍️ Dias ✍️ McLaren ✍️ 2025

↳ mancity Do you think Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri would look good in sky blue? 🤔

user funny how she posts every city man BUT garrett

user god when does she go back to f1??

↳ user march iirc

↳ user well it can’t get here soon enough jfc

user FUCK OFF WE DON’T WANT YOU

user you’re a slag and should accept the fact that any guy would only want you bc of how easy you are

user i’ll bet my left leg that the only reason the f1 boys haven’t shacked up with her yet is cuz they know she’s probably riddled with disease since she drools over every guy that comes near her 😒 like girl needs to bffr and realize that throwing herself at every male in her vicinity isn’t gonna land her a husband and it just making her even more of a slut

↳ user nah i’ll bet they’ve all already done her over in f1 but nobody will touch her now that they’ve passed her round so she had to come over to football just to try and get someone to touch her again 🙄🙄🙄

user i hope garrett realizes how much of a slut she is and breaks up with her

user sick and tired of bitches like this getting with footballers and being all controlling. like i’ll bet she’s gonna tell garrett he can’t go out and party with his mates anymore bc he has to spend time in with her and then she’ll get all pissy about him having female fans bc she’s insecure and knows that if garrett got to meet a REAL fan he’d jump ship immediately. those of us who ACTUALLY care about footballers know their fans are super important to them and we wouldn’t hinder their relationship with them just bc we’re jealous or insecure. garrett needs to be with someone who actually supports him and is willing to let him do what he wants instead of controlling him like he’s a dog on a leash.

user kys like genuinely

user god i can’t wait for this skank to die 😒

“Hey Lando, it’s me. Your best friend. Again,” you give a humorless chuckle. “I could seriously use some of your wizened advice right about now, so, uh, please just give me a call back when you can. Thanks.”

It seems poetic in a cruel sort of way that less than a week ago you were walking Etihad Campus and feeling like you were on top of the world━ working a new albeit temporary gig, adding the Manchester City name to your list of clients, having photos of world-renowned footballers in your portfolio━ and now you’ve resigned yourself to hiding away in the women’s restroom, locked in a stall because it’s the only place you could think of where nobody would be able to find you.

You’re on the verge of tears and feeling rather stupid for it.

It’s the third time today alone that your call has gone straight to voicemail, and with the dozens of unread texts you’ve sent in the last week added to the mix, it’s starting to paint a picture you’re not very happy with. Lando is ignoring you. Or he’s blocked you. Or he’s blocked you because he’s ignoring you━

You bite down on your lip, hard, to keep back the sob crawling its way up your throat.

You’re not a PR officer, you hadn’t been lying when you told Garrett that, but you’ve spent enough time around the McLaren PR teams that you’ve picked up enough tips and tricks to know, at the very least, that the best thing you can do is just ignore the comments.

That’s what they tell all the athletes.

What they don’t tell the athletes is that ignoring the comments is much easier said than done, especially when your career requires you to have such a significant online presence. And the thing is, despite all of these strangers hounding you with every name under the sun and criticizing your capabilities, qualifications, and very existence, the thing that hurts the most is the radio silence from the only person you know could make it all better.

Now, more than ever, you need your best friend. But he isn’t here.

You tuck your phone into your jacket pocket and unlock the stall with great reluctance. You know better than to be hiding away, shirking your responsibilities while crying over a few missed phone calls. You have a job to do, and a real professional wouldn’t let something as simple as a handful of tasteless comments get in the way of that.

You should be used to them. It’s nothing you haven’t seen before.

Your first month at McLaren wasn’t entirely different.

When you were first hired on, Carlos had been in Formula One for a handful of years already and had built up a devotedly loyal fanbase with a decently large percentage of possessive fangirls who had come for your head the moment your existence had been announced.

The McLaren Instagram account had posted a picture of you standing between their two grinning drivers, your camera strung around your neck, with a very nice caption welcoming you to the team, and despite no indication that you were by any means involved with either of them in a way that went beyond professional, the comments had been taken over by feral teenage girls who saw the act of you simply standing near Carlos to be a direct threat against their “chances.”

Though it had been frustrating being met with childish threats and petty insults in your comments, you hadn’t really held it against any of them. You remember being a teenage girl and crushing on a celebrity. Deep down you knew you never had a chance with them, but that hadn’t stopped you from hanging posters in your bedroom and doodling their name beneath yours inside of scribbled hearts in your diary.

Regardless, it had taken close to a month for the negativity to die down, and you hadn’t had Lando then, either, so now shouldn’t be much different.

In fact, everyone on the Manchester City team━ trainers, physios, media coordinatiors, and anyone inbetween━ has been very polite about everything between you and Garrett. A lot of them have just avoided saying anything about it, which you’re very grateful for because you don’t think you’d be able to hold back your grimace while thanking them for their well wishes, and the few who have mentioned it typically only say something vague like a wishing you the best of luck or hoping you’re happy.

An intern gave you a sympathetic smile the other day, and you’d nearly burst into tears in the middle of the office of the Director of Communications, so you know you aren’t truly alone in this.

You just feel alone.

Exiting the bathroom is a simple affair. There’s no one standing post outside ready to give you any shit for being hidden away, and nobody comes sprinting around the corner as you make your way down the hall to the press conference room that’s been temporarily turned into your base of operations.

You think you’ll probably be able to go the rest of the afternoon without running into anyone, when you open your door and find━ sitting in the front row of the seats typically saved for journalists and the press, scrolling across his phone with a disinterested look painted across his face━ Jack Grealish.

“Jack,” you greet, a bit shocked. You close the door to the room gently behind you, and cross the distance to your desk. “Did we have a meeting scheduled? It must’ve completely slipped my mind, I sincerely apologize.”

He offers you a polite smile. “No, we didn’t, so no need to be sorry. I actually just wanted to check in. See how things are going with everything.”

You blink at him in surprise. Apart from Garrett, you haven’t really had much time to speak with the other players. They wish you good morning and good afternoon when they see you, and if a ball goes astray they always call out for you to watch your head, but between their morning training and their afternoon training, their strategy reviews at lunch, and the frequent in between meetings with physios, nutritionists, and trainers, they don’t get much time to chit chat with a simple photographer.

You clear your throat, “Erm, it’s going well. I’ve gotten some really good shots these past few days. There’s one with Rodrigo that I’m particularly proud of. It should do well with the fans.”

“And things with Ward?”

You purse your lips.

“Figured.” Jack sighs. “Look, nearly everyone you run into here knows or has at least some inkling into what he’s like. He’s a prick. None of the lads on the team like him, it’s why the managers are trying to get him out of here.”

You lower yourself down into your chair. “He told me they were planning to trade him off because of his reputation.”

Jack scoffs, “Yeah, ‘cause that’s the ‘official’ reason. They can’t cut his contract early for legal reasons, so they’re waiting for it to expire and coming up with an excuse for why they ain’t re-signing him. It’s really just ‘cause the rest of us can’t keep dealing with his massive ego and the fact that he’s a misogynistic fuck who doesn’t know the first thing about respect.”

“Fucking tell me about it,” you mutter with a sigh.

If he expected you to defend Garrett and is surprised by the fact that you haven’t, Jack doesn’t show it. He looks relaxed sitting across from you, like you’re having a casual conversation and not actively shit talking a member of his team. It gives you the impression that he knows significantly more about Garrett than you do, and that because of what he knows he probably figured out that one party in the relationship is not the most willing of participants.

“How’d you get all wrapped up it in then? Didn’t figure you to be the type to go after pricks like Ward.”

You debate over whether you should tell him or not. There isn’t much Jack can do about the situation regardless, but it would at least get things off your chest and if someone else knew then maybe you wouldn’t feel so alone anymore.

There’s only so many days you can spend hiding out in the women’s restroom trying not to bawl your eyes out, and you’ve already reached your limit.

You heave a sigh, “It’s kind of fucked up really.” A pen on your desk catches your attention and you start to fiddle with it, avoiding Jack’s eyes which have focused directly onto you. “He asked if I would help him fix up his reputation by pretending to be his girlfriend so he could show everyone that he’s matured and can hold down a steady relationship. When I told him no, he threatened to make up a lie about inappropriate conduct to get me fired and blacklisted from the industry, so for the sake of preserving my career I agreed.”

“Bloody fucking hell,” Jack murmurs, shaking his head. “I’m real sorry he did that, Y/N.”

You shrug. “It’s happened, so, there’s nothing I can really do except wait it out at this point.”

When you look up and meet his gaze, Jack looks murderous. His hands are clenched into fists on the armrests, knuckles white with the strength of his grip. His brows are furrowed, and his lips are twisted downward in a scowl.

“If you need anything,” he starts, “let me know. And I mean it. We all know how Ward can be. He’s a knobhead. So if you need anything━” his emphasis on the word and what that implies makes you feel more comforted than anything has since the whole fiasco started, “━then you let me know, or you tell one of the other boys and they’ll find me, alright?”

All you can do is nod.

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Hi, dear! Congratulations for the 143 followers! I hope by time you read this the followers has already grown past 143! You deserve that much of love because your writing is just so amazing! I hope more people can found your account and love it just like how I love it to the core!

If you don't mind, can I request a short scenario of Azul, Vil, and Malleus (separately) with a gn s/o who likes to wear his clothes in private? Like, when the character enters his room, he found his s/o wearing his dorm uniform and trying to mimick his usual action in front of the mirror. What will they do?

A/N: WAIT STOP THIS IS TOO CUTE 😭🥹♥︎ HOPE YOU LIKE HOW I WRITE THIS ONE!! sorry it took too long for me to respond too🥹

Play dress up

☆Staring☆: Azul Ashengrotto, Vil Schoenheit and Malleus Draconia.

Synopsis: Their reaction to their s/o wearing their clothes

Azul Ashengrotto

You poked his cheek again, getting impatient, he sighs and looks at you, you had a visible upset pout on your face that caused him to chuckle slightly “My little sea angel, can you hold on just a bit longer? I’m almost done” he pleaded whilst turning his attention back to the papers on his desk.

You groaned and sat on the floor, you were bored out of your mind waiting for him, “this is the third time you’ve said that…” you mumbled, “I know…I know, I’m sorry, I’ll be done shortly okay?” He cooed kissing your forehead. You looked up at his desk, he still had so much to finish… “Azul, maybe I should just go home…you look really busy and I don’t want you to rush if because of me” you stood up from the floor.

He pulls you closer to him causing you to lightly plop on his lap, “Noooo don’t leave. I promise I’ll be done soon…” he whines squeezing your waist with his arms. You yourself really didn’t want to leave aswell, so you nodded and promised you’ll stay.

“You can wait for me in my room, it’s much comfier there” he says and you lit up with excitement, there were only a few instances where you got to stay in Azul’s room, and be all by yourself…he never really left you there in fear you’d find his pictures from when he was younger.

“Kay!! I’ll go set the movie!! I’ll wait for you byeee!” You stood up from his lap and ran out, Azul could only laugh in both nervousness and adoration from your excitement. When you got there your eyes sparkled with curiosity, you didn’t wanna make a mess of course but you sure did take your time to look and search every corner of his room.

You did find his album and maybbeeee took pictures of his baby photos on your phone, when you had nothing to do and Azul still hasn’t arrived, one particular thing caught your interest. His closet

You skimmed through his clothes and found another pair of his dorm uniform, probably from his first year since it was a bit smaller than his new one, an idea popped in your head and you hurriedly changed into it. And yes you even included the fedora and scarf.

You looked at yourself in the mirror and giggled, though it was a smaller version, it was still a little big for you, you took pictures and posed while laughing. Then you start to remember Azul’s little habits and started acting like him.

You sat on his desk pretending to do paper work “Later Y/n, I’m busy with boring papers” you mimicked his voice as best as you could. Laughing at yourself in between sentences. You started to get in character more and didn’t notice the time passing. Soon Azul entered the room to see you standing in front of his bed facing away from him, a hand on your hip and the other holding a doodled contact you made.

“Hey you…yeah I’m talking to you octo-plush, make a deal with me…“ you said holding the doodled contract up to the octopus plushy Azul bought you… he laughs quietly before clearing his throat “I’ll make a deal with you instead.” He says suddenly, you turned to face him in panic, so much so that the fedora that was too big for your head slanted, covering your face, you quickly took off the hat and looked at your boyfriend who had the biggest grin on his face.

Unbeknownst to you, your face had already tinted red, he laughs at the sight. He walks up to you and cups your face in his hands peppering you with kisses, “You look cute in my clothes sea angel, do you wanna keep them?” He asks with the softest tone. You nodded with smile, “Okay, I’ll let you, but only because you make a convincing ‘Azul’ you might just fool the twins if you wanted to” he teased. Earning an eye roll from you,

He kisses your cheek once more and lets your face go “As much as I love to see you in those, I know they aren’t comfy, so why dont we both get changed and start the movie?” he took the scarf off you and hung it up, “Yeah okay, I was just going to do that before you came in anyways” you said while walking to the bathroom to change

“Are you sure? You seemed busy trying to persuade octo-plush to sign the contract” he teases again while taking his tie off, “Shut uuuppp” you whined in the bathroom, and he laughed, once you both got changed you cuddled up in his bed and watched the movie, and no the teasing did not stop.

Vil Schoenheit

You accompanied him in one of his photo shoots today, he wanted to see you there as he was posing for the camera, thinking you’d be mesmerized by his beauty. It turned to be the other way around, Vil is always professional, not distracted by eyes or mumbles and whispers from around him.

You were a different case though, since you were his ‘beloved potato’… “Okay I think we should take five everyone!” The photographer announced, Vil wasn’t at his best today, mainly because you flash him the prettiest smiles when he glances over to you during his photoshoot. Part of him also wants to blame that he’s tired but we all know that’s an excuse to go home early so he can spend time with you.

You meet him half way, jogging over to him with a water bottle, a mirror and and his make up bag in hand. He mouths a small thanks and drinks as you hold up the mirror for him. You stared at him with pure awe in your face “so pretty…” you unknowingly mumble out loud. Vil looks up from the mirror to meet your eyes, the look on your face was enough to make him erupt in a fit of laughter.

You tilt your head to the side, confused at his reaction, suddenly you were pulled closer to your lover and showered with soft feather like kisses leaving lipstick stains on all over your face. “Dearest, I love you, I do but sometimes you make me wonder if your really an enchantress who’s got a love spell on me” he jested, framing your face with his hands. “Hey even if I did you don’t mind right?” You joked back, smiling up at him.

He rolled his eyes and huffed, “Well, if you’re little spell kept me from focusing on my job then yes I do mind…” you felt him repeatedly pinch your cheeks softly, “What do you mean? I’m not doing anything…” you defended, “You’re being a menace by being so adorable, and you dont even know it!” he declared

You pretended to be offend with a huge dramatic gasp “Vil Schoenheit are you saying I’m a distraction??” You squinted your eyes pretending to be mad “Indeed potato, a very eye pleasing, heart wrenching distraction.” He laughs pulling out his phone to snap a picture of your kiss mark covered face.

“So, I need you to stay in my dressing room for the time being” he says as he posts the picture he took just now on his magicam’s story, “What?? But I came here to watch you work!” You whined, “Yes I know, But I’m never going to finish if I keep looking at you instead of the camera darling…” you opened your mouth to further protest but Vil cuts you off with a quick peck on your lips, leaving you defeated.

“It’s only until I finish potato, and hey you can even play around with the clothes and make up, play dress up while I work” he cooed, sighing you agreed with a nod, “Okay…I’ll wait for you in there…” he smiled and kissed your forehead again, you wanted to kiss him too but in fear of ruining his make up last minute, you just kissed his hand and mouthed a little goodluck before he walked back infront of the camera.

You entered his dressing room, deep down you knew it would be huge and grand, but NOT THIS HUGE AND GRAND, the rotating shoe wrack was something you thought you could only see in movies, not just that, bags, jewelry, fancy tops, clothes, even dresses?? Your boyfriend’s closet could put every mall out of business…”he’s right…I can play dress up here…” and so you did. (Right after you took off the kiss marks ofc)

Hours passed like seconds as you indulged in the variety of options you had in there, a particular piece did caught your eye though, you remembered Vil wearing it on one of his many many events, he looked so beautiful in it, it made you wonder if you could look as pretty in it as he was.

You put it on very carefully not wanting to damage it in anyway, it was a little big on you, but it didn’t look bad, you stared at your reflection in the mirror, the outfit looked stunning, it felt so nice but you laughed thinking you didn’t suit it. “It’s pretty, but I think Vil wore it a lot better, I don’t do this outfit any justice at all” you said aloud, talking to yourself while you look down at the clothing.

“Now that’s just preposterous…you look amazing in it, it should be honored to be worn by you.” Vil’s voice suddenly came from behind you, you shot up and met his gaze in the mirror as he walked behind you. “Vil! Y-You’re done? Wow time went by that quick! I didn’t hear you come in…” you stammered, face heating up from embarrassment as he hummed in response and hugged you from behind.

“I was just about to..take it off…” you fiddled with your hands, “Why?” He asked, voice vibrating through you due to how close he is, “Well…it’s your clothes…aren’t you mad?” You asked him, “Why would I be mad? I’m the one who told you to play dress up…” he chuckled “Plus I had the privilege to see you look so lovely wearing my clothes….” He added turning you to face him.

“Oh please…” you laughed at his compliments, “No wait, I am mad about one thing…” the color drained from you as you looked up at him in fear, “the audacity…” he started, “You wiped off my kiss marks? How dare you!” He jokingly exclaimed, you looked at him deadpanned. “Well I couldn’t look pretty with kiss marks all over my face!” You said

“Hm…funny, My magicam’s story reactions said otherwise” he showed you, the picture he took earlier posted on his magicam’s story, “You posted it?!” You face once again grew tinted looking at all the views and reactions on his post. “I had to share the object of my affection to the world so they can adore you as much” he proclaimed. You turned your back to him, making a bee line to the small changing room with an upset face.

Once you came out, you were once again smothered in affection, “Will you take my love as an apology gift?” He asked, “Treat me for dinner and I just might take you up on that offer…” you negotiated, “fine, I get to pick the restaurant though…” he says “Mmkay, lets go I’m starving..” you held his hand as you both walk out of the dressing room.

Don’t worry, after that, Vil will surely take you back there to play dress up, this time with him present.

Malleus Draconia

“I wonder if he’s feeling better?” You asked yourself as you were waiting for Lilia outside the dormitory of diasomnia, your fae prince has recently caught a cold, normally Lilia would’ve been able to take care of Malleus himself like he always does, however since a certain someone (you) came along…Malleus always looks for you to come take care of him.

“Oh thank the 7 from above you came…” Lilia said his dorm uniform ragged and his hair a mess, “oh god what happened?? Are you okay???” You frantically asked, walking inside the dormitory, there you were met with large thorns engulfing the furniture, crawling up on the walls and some were even fighting the students.

“What the hell is going on???” You panicked, “It’s simple really, your boyfriend is getting crankier by the minute and if he doesn’t see you he’ll tear this dormitory apart brick by brick” Lilia started pushing you up the staircase to go to Malleus’s room in a hurry, Infront of Malleus’s door stood Silver and Sebek, you cant tell if they’re relieved to see you or scared for your well being…

“Welp! in you go, stay safe!” Lilia shoves you inside and locks the door behind you. Everything went by so fast you barely had processed it, suddenly a low grumbling noise interrupted your train of thought. “Oh shit…” you whispered, whilst gripping on to the basket filled with stuff you bought for sick tsunotaro.

You gulped before taking another step, when you did though, he seemed to sense it sending you another low growl, his back was turned so he couldn’t see who you were. Slowly you crept up closer behind him, you reached out to rub his back for him to know it’s you “Hey Mal—“ before you could even begin to, thorns flew out of nowhere grabbing your arm.

Good thing you were quick enough to dodge it, only sacrificing the cloth of your sleeve and a few scratches from the thorns. “Ah…” you winced and hissed at the little wounds in your arm. Malleus turned to you angrily, as he didn’t know it was his lover…the moment he found out though. His expression changed into an apologetic one.

The truth of it all was that he’d been waiting for you the whole day, but since you had classes and other stuff he had to bare being sick without you beside him. He quick but gently embraced you, pulling you into his arms burying himself in your hair and his tail coiling around your leg wanting to have more of your warmth. There you felt how cold he was… before you could ask him if he was okay, once again you were interrupted.

“I’m sorry my love, I didn’t know it was you…usually I’d be able to feel you when you’re near but I’m afraid this cold is getting the best of me… I’m really sorry” he apologizes, voice coarse and tired. You managed you wriggle out his arms a little, and you grabbed the basket you accidentally dropped on the floor, you took out the soup you made that was in a small container, thankful it didn’t spill.

You gently pulled away from the hug and cupped his face in your warm hands, “It’s okay…you don’t have to apologize, I understand, I get cranky on my sick days too…” you smiled up at him taking your hand off his face to open the container. “Here, I made it for you, it’ll help you get warmer so you’ll feel better…” you held a spoon up to his mouth and he obediently eats the food you’ve prepared for him.

You stopped after he finished half of it as you didn’t want him to throw up later, you were packing it away when he saw your torn up clothing, He stood up carefully and rummaged through his drawers for a nightshirt he could lend you, the least thing he wants for you right now is to get cold aswell. “Malleus what are you looking for? Get back in bed, I’ll look for it” you stood beside him telling him to rest.

Just then he pulled out one of his nightshirts and gave it to you, “Wear it, you’ll get cold” he said and coughed right after. Your heart softened “Hey…I’m supposed to be the one caring for you…dont do my job” you jokingly scolded as you helped him back to bed. He looked up at you as you put a blanket over him as if begging you to change. Part of him really was concerned that you’d get cold but a part of him just wants to see you in his clothes, to have his scent engulfed in yours. You sighed “Okay…I’ll go change and I’ll be right back” you gave in, kissing his forehead

His nightshirt was way bigger than your size, given that this man is literally 202cm. You went out expecting Malleus to be asleep but instead he was sitting up and looking right your direction, his face shocked, lovestruck, and at the same time tired…. “Malleus…I told you to get some rest” you hands fell your hips as you walked towards him. He pulled you in with his tail, once again wrapping his arms around you, his face buried in your hair and his tail coiling around your leg.

“I cant rest without you beside me…” he mumbled quietly, purring softly, taking in your warmth, you looked up at him smiling, you felt as if you were melting in his arms, you leveled your face with his, inching closer, he closed his eyes expecting a kiss on his lips, but was disappointed when you only kissed his nose…you laughed at his unsatisfied expression.

“My prince, I can’t kiss you there even if I wanted to, I have to take care of you, not get us both sick” you said, touching your forehead with his. He understands but he just really craves for your affection right now, grumbling once again, you were forced to lay him on your chest and shower him with kisses, (except for his lips). Now being satisfied he resumes his purring and cuddled closer to you.

“Wear my clothes more often…” he says, “hm? Why?” You asked, caressing his horns, “You’ll have my scent mixed with yours…that way they’ll know your my beloved…” he says before drifting on to sleep as you felt you get warmer, not even knowing that the reason why, is because of what he said. You didn’t disagree though, you loved wearing his clothes aswell, it makes you feel safe. Slowly your eyelids also grew heavier and the both of you slept in each other’s comfort.

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A/N: Hi there, yes I’m back, I’m here, Ready to write again 🥹🤚🏻 please dont tear my soul in half I swear I’m back for real this time. ANYWAYS YKNOW THE DRILL DIDNT PROOF READ THIS ERRORS ARE BOUND TO SAY HI 💀

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ఌall good things come to an end…but for you and charles, is the end really the end?

ఌthis was requested by @luvrrish thank you so much for the request, i had a lot of fun with this one, i feel like i didn’t do it justice because i can only use 10 photos (annoying) but i might do a written version of this 😌🩷

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i’m absolutely obsessed with grumpy x sunshine ship dynamic so i would love to see if you could write about mizu having a partner who is super energetic and excited while she’s always annoyed.

maybe at first mizu didn’t care for the reader at first but ringo insists on having reader tag along (maybe they are a healer or archer? it doesn’t matter to me!) then mizu slowly starts liking the reader the more she gets to know her? but reader is oblivious and doesn’t pick up on the hints even though it’s obvious mizu like her

sorry it’s so long 😭 i’m so in love with mizu it’s not funny i’m in the trenches right now

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“The Sunshine to the Darkness”

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summary: poor mizu has been dropping hints here and there but you, my dear reader, are oblivious to them.

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You stumbled across Mizu that very day she was fighting the Four Fangs. You were an archer, a rather good one at that. But what were your arrows to their swords? So you stayed in the distance, raining down arrows upon them when they got too close to Mizu.

Mizu could not tell who was helping her, distracting the Four Fangs long enough for her to attack them off guard. Yet she was grateful for your help, you managed to save her from quite a few blows that would’ve put her in a much worse condition.

You were doing fine staying back from the fight, that was until you saw a man (Taigen) approaching Mizu just as she killed Bloodsoaked Chiaki and badly wounded. You thought he was going to kill her the moment she fell unconscious from her injuries and blood loss, so you jumped into action. You shot at him, sending an arrow his way, in which he managed to dodge at the last minute.

Ringo appeared just then, tackling Taigen to the ground and demanding to know what happened to Mizu. You hopped off the rocks you were standing on and jumped onto the ground, running over to Mizu and checking her injuries.

“Is my master okay?! Oh no, he needs medicine and help!” Ringo said as he lifted Mizu onto his back. He told you to come and follow him and keep Mizu sitting upright on the horse while they went to a nearby abandoned temple to tend to Mizu’s injuries. You sat on a horse, Mizu behind you with her arms around your waist.

Her eyes opened weakly, finding herself now on a horse and her head lying on someone’s shoulder. You. Mizu looked down, noticing the bow on your side. So you are that archer Mizu thought. And then her tired eyes closed once again.

Mizu woke up once again, this time on a bedroll with you hovering over her with a concerned look. You gasped, realizing she’s up. “You’re awake! Oh my goodness, I thought you were dead!” You loudly exclaimed, helping her sit up. Mizu groaned, both from the pain and your loud voice.

“Gah, shut up, will you? So loud..” Mizu grumbled as Ringo walked over to her and handed her a bowl of medicine to drink. You sheepishly smiled, whispering a soft ‘sorry’ before you stood up and walked over to her clothes. She looked at you. That smile, that little smile. Why did it make her stomach do jumps and flips?

“Here, I sewed up your clothes again. They were ripped and in bad condition so I thought I’d fix them for you.” You placed her clothes, neatly folded, beside her. Mizu looked at you, but didn’t say a word. You hummed, waving Ringo goodbye before you walked outside to see what was Taigen doing.

Ringo looked at Mizu, who was drinking her medicine with a disgusted look on her face. “Master, I think they should stick around with us! They would make a great addition to the team, and they can use the bow and arrow!” Ringo was excited, if you joined the team, you could travel with them and help Mizu! Mizu looked at him, a bit annoyed he’d suggest to drag another person when she could barely stand him.

But somehow, Ringo managed to convince Mizu. Eventually, she reluctantly agreed, allowing you to tag along. Ringo was ecstatic since he liked having you around. Mizu acted like she was annoyed and tried not to pay attention to your shenanigans, but the thing is, she did pay attention. To your smiles, to the jokes you told, to the way you would squeal when you find some cute little charm, and how you were so eager to move in the morning when everyone was still drowsy.

“Hey,” Mizu says while you were looking at jewelry a local stall owner had on display when you and the group were passing by a village. She held out a hairpin, a beautiful one with blue flowers and small diamonds on it. You looked up at her, a bit confused by the gesture. Or why she’s looking away with her hand hiding her flushed cheeks. “I got it for you. You were staring at it very intently..”

You squealed, taking the hairpin and holding it up with a big smile. “Mizu! You didn’t have to! Oh my lord, it’s so pretty!” You smiled, wrapping your arms around her tightly. Mizu’s eyes widened, caught off guard by the sudden hug. Sure you hugged her plenty of times, but this one just hit different. She put on hand on your back as she muttered ‘you’re welcome’. “You’re such a good friend!” Oh, you oblivious little— That hit her a little bit.

Taigen walked over just then, busy eating something until he noticed you hugging Mizu. You, the sunshine of the group and probably the loudest beside him, were allowed to hug Mizu? The closed off, cold-hearted Mizu? Oh there was something fishy.

“The fuck is happening over here? You two getting ready to go out and party or what?” Taigen walked over to the two of you with a suspicious look. You looked at Taigen, clearly beaming as you showed him the hairpin Mizu bought you. Taigen looks back at Mizu, who was pretending to be looking at something else. He connected the puzzle pieces together and— OH. Mizu liked you. He almost smirks, looking at Mizu who was clearly side-eying him with poison in her eyes.

You were so oblivious, so dense. Mizu would never let anyone touch her besides you, much less buy a gift with actual sincerity behind it for someone.

Poor Mizu has been attempting to drop hints for you, yet you never catch on. She lets you sleep on her bedroll, carries you on her back when you complain you’re tired, buys you things you like—hell she even lets you touch her and cling onto her. And you unfortunately did not catch on. How is someone so smart like you yet so oblivious?

“Are you this dense?” Mizu asks out of the blue one day while the two of you were sparring. You looked at her weirdly, confused by what she meant. How did that have anything to do with what you two were doing now?

“Is this your way of calling me dumb or..?” You’re re puzzled, confused by what she means by dense. She’s the one that’s dense, right? You keep trying to show that you like her by doing things like sewing her clothes, buying her charms to carry around on her sword, and taking care of her when she’s sick yet she doesn’t get the hint. You snapped back to reality, jumping off the ground as Mizu aims the wooden blade towards your legs.

Mizu groans, both from annoyance of not being able to hit you and you also being far too oblivious. “No, I’m saying your ass is oblivious-“ she says as she blocks your wooden sword from swinging at her face. You took a step back. Oblivious? About what?

“I dunno. Is there something you need to tell me?” You asked, to which she replied with a soft huff.

“God you’re dumb. You idiot, I like you!” Mizu yells as she stabs her wooden sword into the grass below her feet. She runs her hand over her face, flabbergasted at how oblivious you were. These past few weeks, she’s been passing numerous hints, giving you special privileges, even doing things with you that are a tad bit too friendly to be considered ‘just friends’. And you don’t fucking notice!

It took you a few moments to process that. That it hits you. Her being extremely nice to you were actually hints and little clues! “OH- I thought you were being a good fri—“

Before you could even finish that line, Mizu tackled you onto the ground and slammed her lips against yours. Your hands immediately went to her waist, while her hands ran all over your body. The kiss was rough, almost like she was starving.

Finally she pulled away, out of breath and her face red. “Don’t even think about saying that line ever again. I’ve heard enough of it.”

[pengujoon]

A SILENT WISH

cont. inumaki toge x reader, fluff. inumaki misses reader very very much. living together au, post high school timeline (?), intentional lowercase.

a/n. happy birthday my favourite boy. inumaki's my first fav from jjk even before i got deep into this so he holds a special place in my heart

you had been away overseas for work for what felt like an eternity, and inumaki hadn’t been able to hide his lowkey yearning for your return. it had been two long months, and his birthday was just around the corner. little did he know that gojo was behind a plan to surprise him, with you as the ultimate gift.

as inumaki’s birthday approached, you and gojo plotted in secret, arranging everything meticulously. when the day finally came, you were hidden away in the cozy little apartment you shared with inumaki. the excitement bubbled within you, knowing that your surprise was about to unfold.

the apartment was dimly lit, with a delicious cake resting on the table. inumaki’s eyes sparkled with anticipation as he prepared to blow out the candles. gojo, ever the instigator, leaned in and asked with a mischievous glint in his eye, “inumaki, what did you wish for?”

inumaki sighed, a tinge of sadness in his voice, and he closed his eyes to make a silent wish. but as he blew out the candles, he felt someone’s hands over his eyes, and he thought they were gojo’s hands.

he shook his head dejectedly, not expecting his wish to come true anytime soon.

then, the hands over inumaki’s eyes were suddenly removed, and he blinked in confusion. in front of him stood not only gojo but also panda and maki, all of them grinning as if they were in on a secret. but there was more. inumaki felt hands on his shoulders, and his heart raced. there should only be three people in the room, right? the three people were standing before him, so who…?

gojo and panda smiled knowingly, with a phone in gojo’s hand, and maki smiled too. inumaki’s confusion turned to curiosity.

then, in a soft whisper, you spoke into inumaki’s ear, “boo.”

inumaki whipped his head back so quickly it was a wonder it didn’t spin off. his eyes widened, disbelief and joy washing over his face in equal measure. there you were, standing before him, your smile radiant, and your eyes filled with warmth and love.

inumaki couldn’t contain himself any longer. he pulled you into a tight, almost crushing embrace. the world faded away, and for a moment, there was only the two of you. he carried you and spun you around, laughing like a child, his happiness radiating from him.

as he finally put you down, inumaki held you so tightly it was as if he never wanted to let go. his eyes shone with the light that had returned, and a tear of pure happiness escaped, glistening in the soft light of the room. he couldn’t speak, but he didn’t need to. his actions and the depth of his emotions said it all. you had given him the greatest birthday gift of all, and he was completely smitten, unable to contain his overflowing love for you.

“oh, there, there,” you whispered, gently running your fingers through his hair, savoring the feeling of his warmth and the silky texture of his hair. “i’m back.”

inumaki, with tearful eyes of happiness, looked into your eyes, his smile brighter than ever. his voice quivered as he whispered softly, “konbu konbu,” a phrase you understood as a tearful “welcome back!”

in that moment, the world outside ceased to exist. it was just you and inumaki, wrapped in each other’s arms, a beautiful reunion that neither of you would ever forget.

oh to have someone this excited upon seeing me 😭

[nochukoo97]

boyfriend drabbles (pt.1)

pairing: Jungkook x reader

summary: fluff omg, jk being a cute bf, painting each others nails and its just basically cute stuff HAHA

word count: 600+

boyfriend drabbles masterlist!

Ever since you and Jungkook had started dating three years ago, he became a major part of your daily life, and even on days where he would not be able to see you in person, your boyfriend would always make the effort to give you a call and whisper sweet nothings into the phone.

One of your adopted habits was to include your boyfriend in every aspect of your life. Whether it was a casual get-together with your own circle of friends or any other social event, you had an inclination to bring Jungkook along with you, a gesture that he wholeheartedly embraced, never once expressing reluctance or complaint.

In this case, Jungkook finds himself trailing behind you and your best friend, Sohee, as the both of you enter the familiar shop. A subtle wince crosses his face as he observes the two of you quickening your pace, your excited squeals filling the air upon reaching closer to the rows of products displayed before you.

Jungkook watches as the both of you light up upon noticing a small booth, remembering you had mentioned once about that particular brand. A quiet hum leaves his mouth as he watches the both of you excitedly swatch the different shades of eyeshadow, but to him, they look exactly the same shade.

—

“___, I’m gonna go to the toilet, wait for me here okay? Don’t you dare to try other stuff without me,” Sohee raises a finger at you playfully as she walks off. Now it’s only you and Jungkook, and your boyfriend is more than content to finally get some of your attention.

“Jagi,” Jungkook whines as he leans down to peck you on the lips, you chuckle as you reach up to ruffle his hair in sympathy. Poor boy, you thought.

“If we stay here any longer I’m literally going to go insane,” He whines, eyes adverting to your hand filled with various makeup products smeared onto your skin.

“I promise we’ll be quick,” A laugh sounds out from your mouth at his exasperated state, as Jungkook sighs, mentally cursing at himself for not charging his phone the night before, now that it’s battery had gone flat.

You begin to test out more shades where you and Sohee had left off, not leaving anywhere else, but it seems as though your boyfriend had other plans.

“Hey!” You gasp as Jungkook gently tugs on your arm, forcing you to follow along behind him as he trudges towards another aisle.

“Baby, what are you doing?” You question his sudden actions when your boyfriend reaches for the nail polish tester and raises your hand to paint your index finger oh-so-gently, his brows furrowed as he tries his best to paint within the nail. You begin to laugh at Jungkook’s sudden actions, but he cuts you off, “Jagi, stop moving, you’re gonna make me mess up,”

After he’s done painting your fingernail, Jungkook looks contented at his little artwork on your nail, and then he proceeds to attempt to paint his own finger too, but it’s harder for him when he attempts to use his non-dominant hand to paint. A disgruntled sound emits from his mouth, eyebrows furrowing as you grab the nail polish from his hand to do it yourself.

“I should have known you would betray me for you man,” You hear Sohee dramatically sigh as she approaches the both of you, Jungkook sticking his tongue out at her as she rolls her eyes.

Even though you and Sohee had spent at least another good twenty minutes in that store, your boyfriend didn’t mind as he held your hand the whole time, sometimes hugging you from behind and leaning his head on your shoulder as your best friend clearly annoyed from the third-wheeling.

a/n: hello!! i kinda wrote this in a rush without really planning so it might not be the best but its really short anyways haha, i realised i havent been putting a note at the end of my fics recently 😭 and i want to talk with you guys more! i also def need more inspo to write more scenarios so if you guys have any pleasee send an ask to me ❤️

[voltronisanobsession]

There’s a need for more Isaac Lahey fics and I’m glad someone just started watching the show again.

Taking a Break | Isaac Lahey x Reader

There needs to be more fics of teen wolf on here in GENERAL, it feels like I’m grabbing for scraps at this point😭💔💔 love my homeboy isaac so I’ll quickly write something teehee

Click. Click. Click

The sound of a pen echoed throughout the classroom, some students looking towards the source of the annoying sound, others sighing loudly at the persistent clicking.

Click. Click. Click.

You sat in silence, staring at the board in front of you. Not even realizing you had become a disturbance for the entire class, you continued playing with your pen, lost in thought.

With all the killings happening around town, your nerves had reached an all time high. You had no idea what to expect at this point! Everyone thought Stiles had found a pattern to the killings, or ‘sacrifices’, until the killer decided to change things up.

Click. Click. Click.

Everything was getting a little too frustrating, you couldn’t even focus in school! No matter what you did, your mind just seemed to be in another place. Not even your boyfriend could bring you back to reality at this point.

Click. Click. Click. Cli-

The pen that was once in your hand was snatched away from you, snapping you out of whatever spell you were under. Looking up to the teacher, you could only internally cringe at what was about to happen.

“Is this seriously necessary? This was the most annoying thing you could’ve done in my class of all places. I hope you don’t plan on becoming a professional pen clicker because that job would suck! For everyone!”

Coach Finstock walked away and began talking to the class about whatever he was teaching today, fiddling with your pen as he continued. Huffing, you slumped against your seat and stared at the clock as its hands slowly moved around.

Feeling eyes on you, you slightly looked back only to see Isaac staring at you. When you finally notice him, Isaac gives you a confused look to as if to say ’what’s wrong’ which you could only mouth out ‘nothing’.

You whipped your head to the front though when a book was slammed on your desk.

“Y/N! You just became my least favorite student in this class, congratulations! You’re making me question why I decided to chose being a teacher as a career, thank you!”

Finstock placed the pen back on your desk. His eyebrows furrowed at the face you were making.

“Don’t look at me like that, it’s scary.”

“I’m not looking at you like anything?” Your face scrunched up in annoyance.

“Oh ho, yes you are! It’s the same face that that Silinski kid gives me when I make him run laps around the gym!”

The bell rang causing everyone to get up, you quickly packing your bag and rushing out the classroom. Coach totally made everything worse for you if you were being honest.

So eager to leave the school, you didn’t even hear the sound of your boyfriend calling out to you from the sea of students. Confused, Isaac fought his way against the current of students, all excited to begin the weekend and be away from school, to get to you.

Finally reaching you, he lightly grabbed your shoulder.

“Hey, what’s going on? Are you ok?”

Shifting your attention to the tall boy, you gave him a small smile. Just looking at him made some of your nerves calm down.

“Uh yeah, stuffs just been taking a toll on me lately.”

At that, Isaac frowned. You both continued walking, hands now linked together. Walking out the school, you both fell into a comfortable silence. You lost in thought while Isaac wondered what was bothering you.

Was someone bothering you? Have your teachers been giving you a lot of homework? Glancing at your tired face, he couldn’t help himself from asking questions.

“Do you want to talk about it? I mean, about the stuff that’s been bothering you.”

Sighing, you let go of Isaacs hand, causing him to unconsciously chase after it. You smiled at the action.

“I guess with everything that’s been going on around town, with all the random killings, I just- ugh. I don’t know but it’s been really draining my energy. And making me kinda anxious, lowkey.”

Once you started talking, you couldn’t stop the waterfall of words that seemed to shoot out of your mouth.

“And not just the killings Isaac, but having to guess where this killer will take its next victim is so frustrating! We don’t know when it will happen and who it will happen to!

“It feels like we’re just sitting around waiting to find a new corpse! And like I said, we don’t know whose getting targeted. For all we know, it could be Allison, you, me-!”

Isaac cut you off suddenly, forcing you to stop walking by pulling you towards him. His hands gripped your upper arms, keeping you in front of him, forcing you to look at him.

“Hey, I know it feels like we’re getting nothing done right now, but we’re all trying. It’s a slow progress, but we have something. That’s what matters.”

He placed a hand on your cheek. Leaning into it, you sighed. “This really has been on your mind, huh?”

Groaning, you nodded and dropped your head onto the boys chest, causing him to let out a small laugh. Hugging you, the werewolf could only hope he relieved some of your nerves. Suddenly an idea popped up in his head.

“What do you think about a self care weekend? Something to get your mind off things.” He smiled as you let out a confused sound.

“What about the others? What if they need us or something?” Pulling away from him, you grabbed his hand and continued walking, pondering the idea of a self care weekend.

“I think Scott and the others can handle a weekend without us.” Isaac snickered, happy to see your mood changing as you got excited.

“And if anything, they can just text us. Or Scott can howl. Either works fine to be honest.” At that, you laughed, your body relaxing the longer Isaac spoke.

Silence again fell between you both but it was different. You were now smiling, happy that Isaac gave the suggestion of taking a break. Isaac internally high-fived himself, a grin breaking onto his face.

Bringing his hand up to your lips, you kissed the back of it.

“Thank you.” Smiling, he did the same thing, gently kissing your hand, loving the way your face flushed a pretty pink.

“Anything for you, love.”

[sthavoc]

Hey so Idk you will like this idea cause it has some angst in it but...

What about a fix where enzo was planning a special date but then enzo and the reader have a big argument because of the rumours of him and atiana cause the reader has trust issues caused by a past relationship and it does end up in a break up but he goes and chases after her. BUT the thing about the date was that...

He was going to propose to her.

౨ৎ⋆˚ 💍 𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒 | ENZO VOGRINCIC

·˚ ༘ pairing: enzo x fem!reader

·˚ ༘ summary: with all the rumors about enzo and aitana you were having trouble with your trust issues, before the both of you headed to a special date enzo couldn’t wait for, you both got in a fight that didn’t end up well, but enzo won’t leave without a fight.

·˚ ༘ warnings: angst, cussing, trust issues, happy ending y’all(I don’t feel like being that cruel for my first angst)

·˚ ༘ note: angst is totally okay if u guys want some! I’m so dramaticcc 😭 I’m so sorry for the wait but I hope you guys like it!! I hope I didn’t miss any grammar mistakes

Trust. What a thing to ask from someone when all they’ve experienced their whole life was lies, lie after lie fills the bottle of trust. Can’t tell the truth because they prefer to have everything instead of one. Can’t tell the truth because they don’t want to hurt your feelings. Can’t tell the truth because they started with a small lie and then got carried away.

For you, trusting a partner takes time and patience. It’s not easy considering most of the few relationships you’ve been in are full of lies. Just bad luck you think, and for some reason you thought it would be different with Enzo. Was it because your heart told you so? Or was it his actions? Who knows. Though you were starting to question it, and it all started when the rumors of him and Aitana began, the pictures of them, the fans asking around if they were a thing.

Reminiscing thinking if anything he ever told you was true, thinking if all was a lie. Your heart would tell you everything was true, but your mind would tell you another. You were tired of it, but you were also tired of hurting Enzo with your issues.

“Dale hermosa se nos hace tarde.” Enzo’s voice snapped you out of your zone. With deep in thought it sounded as if he had called you multiple times.

You didn’t give him an answer and continued to sit on the chair from your vanity. You had finished getting ready, Enzo wanted you to dress up all fancy for a dinner reservation he had made, very special according to him. With your reflection in the mirror, your lips were a shade of red, your dress was white, and your hair was down. All you needed were your shoes.

“Estoy ansioso, espero que te guste.” He beamed. He had been planning this dinner for weeks, plenty of techniques for you not to see anything coming.

“Hm.” was your answer.

Everything was getting to you. Hitting you like a brick wall and bringing down your trust in your boyfriend, and you didn’t want to. You wanted to trust Enzo, but it was absolutely hard when all you ever saw were pictures of him with another woman and comments that only filled your overthinking. It made you think that the people you end up caring for the most are the ones who let you down the hardest. You didn’t want to be there again.

“¿Todo bien?” He halts his movement buttoning up his shirt to shift his attention towards you. Instead of being excited like you usually were, you seemed bummed down, it was worrisome.

“Sí. Todo bien.”

Enzo remained silent for a moment, but the man knew that not everything was fine, he was noticing the signs. You were quiet and distant, and that was your usual answer when things were not fine.

“¿Que pasa?” He used a softer tone to make you feel comfortable. So you could know that if you wanted to talk about something you could.

“Nada.” You decided to keep your words short, and you added a glance spotting that he was staring at you.

He was starting to push your buttons, by any time you were sure to explode or ask him the question.

“Nena, en serio llevas así casi todo el día.” And he was right. You’ve been shutting him out for the whole day, and instead of talking it out you decided to keep it to yourself, but it was maybe time to talk about it. This topic was simply eating you alive and just thinking about it makes your world sink, your stomach turn, and your heart break into a million pieces that won’t be fixed easily.

“¿Tienes algo con Aitana?” The words came out quietly, afraid.

“¿Como?” It wasn’t that he didn’t hear you the first time. He was merely confused as to why you would be asking such a question, and also on such an important day.

“Que si tienes algo con Aitana.” Your voice appeared a little louder than it did before, this was getting you irritated already.

“No-no. Claro que no nena. ¿Per por qué me preguntas eso?” He chuckled trying to come closer to you to hold you, but you didn’t let him. You didn’t feel like letting him hold you in the moment.

“Las fotos de ustedes están por todo el maldito internet, Enzo. Salen muy cerca y-y las fans se preguntan si son algo, ¿que se supone que ahora me pregunte yo?” Your expression had ascended with a hint of wrath in your last sentence.

“Nada. Se supone que no te debes de preguntar nada.” Enzo moved closer and his words emerged with an offensive tone, he tried strengthening his cool, since out of the two he always did. “Y además son solo fotos que están sacadas fueras de contexto.”

“Sí, claro.” You chuckled sarcastically earning Enzo to furrow his brows in disarray. His next questions followed—

“¿Que insinúas? ¿Qué te estoy engañado?”

“No lo sé.” Was your retort.

You didn’t know, truthfully, you yearned to believe that it was just your brain making a mess with you, and not that he could actually be cheating on you. That would be the end for you, and technically it was getting hard for you with how public he was becoming. But you loved the man and you tried for those thoughts to not keep burning you.

“Por Dios, T/N. ¿Que no confías en mí?” That question.

Your eyes glistened with tears that you tried to hold back, you kept telling yourself, “to not ruin the makeup”, but you just didn’t want to cry. “Enzo, sabes que no se me da lo de la confianza.” You blubbered. “Trato pero, me gana el cerebro y juega sus putos juegos conmigo.”

“Lo se pero solo te pido que me creas. Yo te amo.” He strived to grab your hands but you pulled away, and he didn’t make an attempt, understanding that you needed your space. “No te estoy engañando.”

.“Las fans no ven eso, Enzo.” You looked him in the eyes, feeling the burn in your throat. “Las fotos rodeando todo el internet. En ves de que sean de ti y de mi son de ti y Aitana.” your words were starting to increase in volume once again.

“¿Que importa lo que digan?” His eyebrows furrowed as his words showed a hint of anger.

“!No, es que no lo entiendes. No sabes que es lo que se siente al saber que sepan que tienes novia y aún así se pregunten si estás con otra persona, Enzo. Y que suban fotos de ustedes!” you hollered in anger, you felt how the bump in your throat kept getting tighter and tighter, it was even starting to hurt every time you swallowed.

Your words left him stunt at the sudden rise of volume. “Pero si vos y yo sabemos que solo somos los dos, carajo.” He was losing his cool with how his words were starting to rise.

“¿Es en serio?” You sounded with sarcasm. “No solo lo tenemos que saber los dos. ¡Todos lo tienen que saber. Por eso decidimos hacer nuestra relación pública!” Your hand came in the middle making him step back, during this you felt one tear drop onto your cheek. The seconds passed, and with the pain in your voice, you spoke once more, this time more quietly. “Enzo yo no se si podamos seguir juntos.”

Your words stung him like the prick of a flower when you place your finger against it. You meant everything to him, and just the thought of losing you paralyzed him, making him unable to move or speak.

You thought it was for the better. To let him go, for you to leave. Past relationships have taught you and made you think you were the problem. This was the only thing you thought was right.

“N-no chiquita no me digas eso por favor.” He wiped out the barrier grabbing your hands, but you kept on pulling away.

“No. Enzo.” You tore away. “Ya. Te aseguro que estarás mejor sin mi.”

“No digas estupideces por favor nena. Claro que no voy a estar mejor sin vos.” His proclamations were filled with bitterness and frustration, he wasn’t sure what to do to make you change your answer.

“Enzo por favor. No quiero que sigas lidiando con esto que tengo, y yo ya no quiero dudar de ti.”

“Hermosa por favor. No me dejes, podemos arreglarlo.” You could see him get on his knees, hugging you from your hips. His force made you unable to move, and you tried to push him away but it was no use. He was stronger than you.

“¡Enzo ya! Se acabo.”

When you said those words you grabbed nothing but your phone ready to leave. You weren’t sure where you would go, but anywhere else that wasn’t where he would be. Right now, being close to the man you thought you would continue to have a life with hurts, hurts more than a cut would. Were you just destined to be alone? or were you just immoral at choosing guys?

When you stepped out of the apartment you felt droplets of rain, the sky cried with you while you rushed towards your car. Soon, a pair of words stopped you, hollering words you weren’t sure you would hear.

“¡¿Sabes que iba a hacer en la cena?!” Enzo called through the rain, it made you turn towards him, while he walked closer. “Te iba a pedir que te casaras conmigo.”

His words made everything around you stop. You had always painted the picture of getting married to Enzo, you just never thought it would happen, or that it ever crossed his mind as well. He wanted you in his life, not just temporarily, but forever.

“¿Casarme contigo?” You hoped you heard correctly and it wasn’t just the rain that made sure you heard what you cared for to hear.

Until Enzo dug into his pocket and took out a navy blue box. New tears began to fall on your cheeks, watching him open it and reveal the silver, diamond ring. You glanced at him, with his hair wet and his tuxedo damped.

“No me puedo imaginar una vida que no sea con vos. Verte sonreír es mi forma de vivir, me dijiste la primera vez que salimos que tenías problemas con confiar. Me pediste no lidiar con eso, pero yo quiero. Quiero lidiar contigo por el resto de mi vida.”

You could have trouble with anything, could have a sickness that takes away his free time, and yet, Enzo wouldn’t go. He would choose you for breath because you are his oxygen, his heaven. He would give up anything to keep you close, to hold you forever.

“Enzo—” You stood speechless and interrupted by thoughts that were all over the place. “No quiero que tu amor por mi desaparezca por culpa de mis problemas. Siento que con el tiempo me dejarás de amar, todos lo hacen.”

“Pero yo no soy todos. Yo doy todo por vos preciosa, eres mi luz. Yo te prometo que voy a hacer que tus dudas desaparezcan, y que no te quede ninguna de que te amo y que de verdad eres la única. La única que quiero en mi vida.”

Having Enzo in your life has been a hell of a rollercoaster, but you can’t also imagine a life without him. Having him around was the best and he always managed to make you smile and feel loved even though you had trouble. So not becoming his fiancée was not an option.

“Sí quiero.” You blurted. It made Enzo confused as to what you meant, but he caught up.

“¿Como?” He just wanted to hear it from you.

“Sí me quiero casar contigo.” The lump in your throat broke the chords of your voice as the tears began to fall. This time out of happiness.

“no juegues conmigo chiquita.” He felt his knees go weak at your answer.

“No.” You laughed with the tears in your eyes. “Enzo, se que soy difícil, pero te amo, y yo sé que tú me amas. Aunque el cerebro juega conmigo, mi corazón sabe.”

Enzo wasted no time in putting the ring on your finger, as his face painted one of the brightest smiles on his lips. His tears were covered by the droplets of rain but the redness above his eyes was yet visible. The man didn’t know if he could hug you or even kiss you, so what you did was pull him by the collar and kiss him with the passion that grew from the depths of your heart.

“Te voy a hacer la mujer más feliz del mundo.” He whispered under his breath with his hand under your cheek, the water slipping between the two. “Nadie te va a amar como yo.”

“Eso ya lo haces.” You giggled pulling him back for a kiss.

In every relationship, there are bound to be challenges. Sometimes, people may choose to part ways for the sake of their own happiness. However, those who stay through thick and thin are the ones who have found true love.

[imamuzansimp-oldblog-seoseoya]

Hi, may I make a hc request on the uppermoons + Muzan reacting to their human s/o getting her period and BAD cramps & how they would comfort her (if they’d even do it lmao😭) yk.. since blood = food, but they still love their s/o

Uppermoons + Muzan reacting to Fem!S/O with bad period cramps

content warnings: fluff, suggestive, manga spoilers, periods, mentions of blood and cramps, cuddles

word count: ~700

a/n: eeeeeeee!!!!! my first proper request! i’m so excited! i hope you don’t mind i only did the first three uppermoons + muzan for now, but i’ll come back to the others another time.

a/n 2: this is a tad bit rushed since i wrote this right before going to sleep

Muzan

okay but he lowkey has no clue what’s happening

even though he’s had multiple wives in the past, he was never really there. thus, he had no clue what to do

at first he just kinda stood there like 🕴️

but then he realized he should probably do something so he asked you what you needed

“my dear, what do you require?” he’d say. “it hurts…” you whine. your period had recently started and the cramps hurt like hell. “what hurts, did someone bring harm to you? whoever did shall die where they stand!” and you momentarily panic because nobody had hurt you. “no! zannie, nobody hurt me! don’t worry! it’s just my period!” you yelped, worried for the poor soul that narrowly might’ve escaped muzan’s wrath. “your…. period?” it’s rare that muzan appears bewildered, so this is a sight. “yea… basically for about a week every month, women have their periods. basically, it’s a time where we bleed out of our vagina and unfortunately it comes with way. too. many. cramps. there’s also other things like cravings and mood swings.” you explained. you noticed muzan started to get a hungry look in his eye. he had thought he’d smelled blood, but knowing it was from you and not because you were injured, he was resisting the urge to devour it that instant. “are you currently in pain due to cramps?” he asked, ever so politely. you nodded, it hurt like nothing else. “heat usually helps…” you muttered. muzan began to approach you. he snapped, and in just seconds the strum of a biwa was heard and a warm blanket and cup of tea appeared before you. muzan then proceeded to cuddle closer to you in the bed, and before you knew it, he was drinking your menstrual blood as he held your blanket covered waist. thank goodness the tea didn’t spill.

(i sorta got carried away)

Kokushibo

since he had a wife and kid (that he cared for) back when he was human, he knows how to handle it.

the second he smells blood he knows what’s happening and he enters your room with ice cream, mochi, tea, etc. and a pack that has been heated by the sun

he can control himself around your blood, especially because i believe the thought of drinking your blood would disgust him

“koku….” you said weakly as you watched him walk in the room. “my dear…” all six of his eyes softened when he laid eyes on you. “how’d you know?” you asked. “i’m a demon and your lover,  i could sense it.” he rested the heated pack on your crotch and gave you the sweets before he cuddled close. soon enough the cramps faded as your eyes dropped and you fell asleep in kokushibo’s arms.

(omg that was so short compared to muzan’s i’m sorry)

dōma

knows about periods. this is a fact.

drinks your blood. another fact.

nothing else to say except this:

dōma walked in seeing you curled up in a ball on your bed. he chuckled and said in his will-bending voice: “you poor little thing, you’re on your period aren’t you darling?” and you just laid there in pain and whimpered a ‘yes’. he walked closer to you, before putting a comforting hand to your cheek. “well, baby, did you know that stimulation can help with cramps?” he worded a question, though your answer wouldn’t change his imminent actions. “s-stimulation?” you looked up at him.  “oh, baby, you know what I mean…”

akaza

another guy who knows what it is

so respectful and he doesn’t eat women so obviously he doesn’t drink your blood

he just lets you curl up into him as he rubs your tummy 🥹

i’m sorry but akaza got me like 🧎‍♀️

“kaza…” you whimpered as best you could. “‘t hurts” you whined. your boyfriend stepped into the room. wordlessly, he approached you and got under the blankets. the first word he spoke occurred once he latched on as the big spoon with his big hands rubbing your stomach gently. “baby… don’t worry… i’ll always keep you from pain…” you leaned into his touch and stayed like that for the rest of the evening.

[joshlmbrt]

Request: Gator x injured!reader. Whump/fluff.

Maybe Gator is usually an asshole to reader (enemies to lovers?) but then reader gets hurt and Gator not only saves reader but also reveals he cares. <3

I OWE YOU.

warnings; its slightly mentioned that r & gator don’t get along - but short! i was too excited to write this. a slap, small mention of blood, & a gun. i’m basing this before the events currently taking place in the show! use of doll and pretty once.

an; the photo of joe SUCKS because i had edited it 😭 so sorry for the blurry image. BUT, thank you for the request!!!! its slightky different from the request, but not much - i don’t think- but i hope this is okay and you enjoy it! if you have anymore request, leave as many as you want!!!

(also if anyone else has a request for gator - or anyone else i write for (check pinned post!) - please always feel free to leave as many requests as you want!! i love seeing your ideas. but please be sure to read what im uncomfortable writing about!)

special special tag; @hollandweather !!!

𖡡 FARGO, NORTH DAKOTA. 2018

CASPER’S BAR & GRILL.

The night was going well.

Until that one boy stepped in, in his stupid cargo, camouflaged pants, boots laced up, with his gun strapped to his thigh and the black compression shirt steps in, as if he owned the place.

Your face was set in a grimace, Andy smirking at you. His hip bumps into yours. “There’s your fella.”

“Oh,” You roll your eyes, your eyes turning to him sharply. “In his dreams.”

You made a show of gagging as the aforementioned boy sits at the bar, lifting his brows at your actions. Andy chuckles, shaking his head, curly blonde hair shaking at the motion as he goes and tends to a group at the end.

“Your drool is going to end up in that shot glass you’re cleanin'.” His finger lifts, pointing towards the mentioned glass held in your hands.

“And I’ll be sure that you’re the one who gets it.” You smile at him, a sickening, sweet, smile.

He narrows his eyes at you, slumping forward as his partner slaps his shoulder roughly. A scowl takes over his face as he looks over at him.

“Hey, doll,” Your eye twitches, holding back a look of disgust, eyes glancing towards the man. “I’ll take a whiskey.”

“Are you even supposed to be drinking on the clock?” The glass is placed on the counter in front of you, arms now crossing over your chest.

He hums, shrugging his shoulders. “As long as we don’t get plaster,” He turns to Gator. “Right?”

Gator hums, shrugging. “Sure.”

“Wow. What great sheriffs ya both are!” You place your hands on the sticky bar, leaning down slightly. “Drinking on your job.”

The brunette man narrows his eyes at you. “Just. . . get the drink. Top shelf too.”

“I can deny serving you.”

“Then get Andy,” Eric - you believe his name was, although you didn’t care - nudges his chin towards the boy dancing with a group. “He’ll give it to us.”

“No he won’t. Because if I deny you both,” You are sure to quickly look at Gator before looking back. “You have to leave.”

“I’m sure Roy won’t be happy hearing you’re denying service.”

“I don’t care what Roy says. This isn’t his bar. Now, please. Leave.” You nudge your chin towards the door, before standing straighter, grabbing the glass once again.

“You’re serious?” Gator pinches his brows

“As a heartattack.”

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There’s a sense of relief that floods you as you lock the back door and a deep sigh leaves deep from your chest.

Andy had offered you to stay, but you told him to go home, you had it.

The rocks crunch under your boots as you make your way towards your car, rubbing your eye with one hand, before unlocking your car with the other hand and slide in.

You shiver from the cold seats, turning the car on and quickly turn the heat onto the highest setting.

Backing out and towards the exit, your eyes cast a glance towards the door, groaning loudly as your eyes land on the BUD LITE sign still on and flickering from inside.

You dig into your purse, pulling the keys out and quickly get out. Jogging towards the doors, unlocking them as you look around the dark area.

“Don’t move until I tell you too.”

Your breath hitches in your throat, hand immediately stopping after hearing the click.

There’s a deep chuckle from behind you, before heat licks up your neck. “Go on,” There’s something pressed to the back of your head. You do not want to think about what exactly it is. “Go inside.”

You gulp, pushing the door open, the jingle of the bell seemingly echoing through the bar. Your boots click against the wooden floor as you slowly walk inside.

He follows behind you.

“Behind the bar. Now.”

You step in behind the bar, eyes meeting a pair of green ones and an evil smile.

“Now. . . That drink,” His gun stays pointed up, elbow resting on the clean bar counter. “Whiskey. Top shelf.”

You nod, turning and grabbing a glass and the top shelf whiskey.

You slowly turn back, pouring half a glass and sliding it in front of him before standing back, arms to the side.

Your eyes watch as his closes in delight at the first sip.

“God, that’s so good.” He hums, pulling the glass away, looking down at it.

Your eyes stay on the gun pointed at you.

“I wished you would’ve just done what you’re meant to do. . . Serve me,” His eyes look over at you again, placing the glass down, pushing it toward you. “Pour some more.”

You step forward, grabbing the whiskey bottle and pouring some more into the cup. Theres a deep chuckle from him, watching you as you slide it back towards him. “See. You look pretty listening and not speaking. You should do that some more.”

“And maybe if you weren’t creepy, you’d find someone who wants to be with you.”

There’s a moment where you felt satisfied with the words.

Then the sharp sting to your lip makes you quickly regret it.

“Watch your mouth.”

“You watch where you throw your hand.”

Your eyes are quick to dart over Eric’s shoulder, landing on the one person you didn’t expect to see pointing his gun at the boys back.

Gator Tillman.

And, maybe you didn’t expect to see his father step inside as well.

“Dixon, get up from that stool and place your gun and badge down,” Roy’s voice causes the boy to tense up, eyes looking down at the gun he was still holding in his hand. “Now.” There’s a cutting edge to the older man’s voice that has him immediately standing from the stool, placing the gun onto the counter.

“Hands behind your head.” Gator holsters his gun, pulling the cuffs from his back, watching as Eric places his hand onto his head. His hand grips his wrist, roughly pulling them down, making sure the cuffs were too tight and too uncomfortable for him.

He pushes him towards his father, Roy’s hand shooting out and gripping his bicep and pulling him away.

Your eyes follow quietly, still shaken up from the ordeal, cheek still stinging.

The sound of the floorboard creaking behind you has you flinching and quickly turning.

“Sorry,” Gator is quick to lift his hands by his head. “It’s me. Just me. Are you okay?”

You could only nod, staring at him quietly.

His eyes quickly glance down to your lips before looking back up. “Your lip,” He points at his own lip for emphasis. “It’s bleeding.” He’s then on a search for something before he walks towards one of the tables and pulling a couple of napkins out from a dispenser.

“How. . .” You clear your shaky voice. “How did you know that he-”

“Would be here? I had a hunch. Especially after he kept saying something about you.” He makes his way back towards you, turning on the small sink and wetting the brown napkin.

“What was he saying?” You watch him.

He pauses a moment, before switching the cold water off and stepping closer. “You don’t want to know.”

You leave it at that.

Well. . .

You were actually lost at words.

Especially with him this close that you could faintly smell the cologne that he had chosen from this morning that had only faded slightly and. . .

“You know Mnt. Dew is bad for your kidneys, right?” You want to bash your head against the counter, or even allow Eric to throw another slap your way because maybe you should’ve just kept your mouth shut.

He lifts his brows, golden browns glancing up at you, hand dropping at his side. It wasn’t necessary for him to clean the small cut on your bottom lip. Maybe he just wanted to be close.

“How did you know I was drinking Mnt. Dew?” He questions.

“Well, you are in my personal space,” You point out. He really was. The tops of his boots touching your own. “And I could smell it.”

He smirks a bit, glancing away eyeing the trash can under the counter as he tosses the wet paper into the bag.

“Well, I’ll walk you out.” He clears his throat, stepping away from you and out from behind the counter.

You watch him quietly before stepping away as well, flipping the BUD LITE sign off, before walking out and locking the door once again.

He walks beside you to your car, wishing you a goodnight before heading to his own.

Your hand grips the door before you quickly turn. “Gator!” You watch as he turns quickly. Your eyes glance around before you sigh, making your way towards him. “Thank you for saving me tonight.”

He rocks on the balls of his feet, grinning softly. “Of course. Anytime.”

You smile softly, eyes glancing at the one strand of hair that had fallen against his forehead from a long day.

You lift up, lips pressing at the corner of his mouth before you pull away. You grin as you watch his cheeks flush and lips parting.

“I owe you.”

His lips curl into a soft, pretty smile as his eyes twinkle.

“I’ll remind you.”

thank you for reading! comments, likes, reblogs, and feedback is always welcomed and deeply appreciated!

[elvisalltheway101]

——𝔹𝕒𝕓𝕪, 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕒𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕚𝕤——

Summary: Reader and Rodrick want to explore in the bedroom…seems like we’ve got a new favorite, folks?

Author’s note: OKAY SO. Literally, how the fuck did Rodrick pop the hell back into my life? Well…I was cleaning out my attic and I literally found dvds of diary of the wimpy kid and decided to watch them. Not knowing, I would fall back in love with him again- So, I decided to just explore and such and here I am, going to write my first smut about Rodrick Heffley.

Author ain’t gon shut up yet: Also all thank yous’ and appreciation to @coveredinsoot for inspiring me with their very inspirational post about their personal thoughts on Rodrick being submissive🤭. So thank you!

warnings: submissive rodrick heffley, edging (male receiving), slight dacryphilia (?), uncut cock, orgasm denial, dominant reader, blow job, hand job, hm…that’s bout it. Oh and it’s not proofread…like I said this is my first time writing smut, so like…cut me some slack 😭🙏

mwah, enjoy!

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Crawling over and plopping down next to him, in your light purple pajama set. You slide your hands up his chest, resting your chin on his shoulder and looking up at him with a sigh. So pretty, his hair tossled and messy, and his eyes closed in thoughts, while humming, and tapping his fingers on his tummy.

“Whatcha humming?” Y/N asks, dancing and gliding the tip of her fingers up his belly, watching his tummy heave and his muscles tighten.

“I-I’m just tryna create a new band song,” he sighs out and glances down at your fingers that trace down further and tickle gently against his happy trail.

“What are you doing?” He breathes out and props himself on his elbows. His eyes trail down and watch, and you can’t help but look into his eyes smeared with eyeliner that’s behind those bangs. Y/N giggles and shrugs, while also slowly and gently moving to settle between his legs. A fine seating or pillow to lay for sure, as she plants her hands on his thighs, parting them. Her eyes trailing from his eyes and face, to his chest that rises and falls in excitement and slight nervousness, then to his lower belly. His lower belly that shows beautiful hair in a straight line, that proves his physical maturity and only leads to the goods, his happy trail.

“Look…I-I wanna try something new, okay? I won’t say anything other than that, so if you’re uncomfortable about anything with it. Tell me, hm?” Y/N speaks out in a smooth, quiet tone, then leaning down to place a reassuring kiss on his waist. Rodrick nods slowly, biting his bottom plump lip, waiting.

Wanting to take it slow, you hook your fingers to the waistband of his pajama shorts, and dragging them down his long legs. Ending with a soft thud to the floor, you snuggle back into the nest you’ve stationed yourself between his legs. Now, your eye to eye with his dark red boxers, only hearing your soft, calm breathing and his heavy ones. Y/N leans down to press a firm kiss to his bulge, tucked in along with his right leg. That earns a groan, his legs squirming slightly as he buries his face into his elbow.

Your eyes widen when you pull back from the intimate kiss, his length partially hard was now stiff. You smirk to yourself, glancing up to search for any discomfort in his actions but only seeing his pouty lips glistening in his saliva, and his arm draped over his red blushed face. You then hook your fingers into his boxers waistband and slide it down. Your eyes don’t meet just yet with his manhood, since you followed the boxers until it met with other clothing on his bedroom floor. Finally picking up your eyes, you see him in all his glory, also hearing a sigh of relief leave his lips:

His long length of his uncut manhood lays heavily on his lap, the tip a pretty red that rests onto his pretty dark and curly patch of pubic hair and hides under his foreskin. He looks like breakfast, lunch, dinner in one, only waiting for desert. Trailing your eyes down, you see the fleshy length that follows, his long manhood such a beautiful pink, with outlines of such sensitive veins. Then to be topped off, or down I must say, his pretty sacks that hang and rest tightly to him.

You don’t realize that with every second that passes on, he twitches slightly under your gaze, his lower belly taking shallow breaths as you can see his thighs tighten also.

“Please…touch me.” His nearly whines in a huff and rough voice. You smile gently, happily obliging as you reach up and gently take hold of his firm length. He lets out a hum of satisfaction, before you swipe your thumb against his tip, gently pulling down his foreskin. He gasps, hips suddenly bucking up into your fist, while his hands fly to the sheets and ball them into his clenched fists. His tip becomes shiny with little precum that builds at the top. You can help but smirk and place a gentle, patient hand on his hip that calms and steadies him. His breathing is already heavy as it is, and his belly tightens and relaxes, over and over again in rhythm with his breathing.

Then you begin, your hand wrapped around his penis, moves ever so gently up and down. Slight flicks and twists of your wrist has him a soft moaning mess underneath you. One of his hands come flying to the headboard behind him, squeezing tightly at it regime his other hand moves to squeeze your shoulder.

More precum builds, glistening down his shaft and then his thighs clench and tighten around you. You use his arousal as a lubricant, sliding with ease, as you look up and see the familiar facial expression that is written all over. With gritted teeth, his eyes closed in concentration and such pleasure, and the bangs that stick to his sweaty forehead…you know he’s at his peak.

Quickly pulling your hand away to squeeze his thigh, his eyes shoot open wide with confusion. “B-baby, w-what?” He stutters out, twitching pathetically underneath your chin. You don’t answer, as you then lean down to drag your hot wet tongue firm against his sensitive tip. He throws his head back, and you hear his beautiful songs, such pretty sounds. Only for you. His hips dare to dive in deeper between your hips, but you place your hands hard and stern to still them. He lets out a whine and has both hands to his headboard, squeezing so tightly to it. Here’s a beautiful sight really, he lays here so prettily in all his glory, his sharp jaw is pointed up, as his Adam’s apple bobs up and down with each swallow of air he takes, and his chest and belly dip up and down in heavy breaths.

You lower your mouth, taking more of his fleshy manhood that prods at the back of your throat. Your eyes glossy with tears that come by gag reflex, but you ignore it all, only swallowing your saliva. This drives him insane, a high, loud moan erupts from him, and his eyes are squeezed so tightly. It feels so so good. His warm precum builds and runs down your throat, as he then pulls himself to his hands. Placing them steadily as his jaw drops, and his head hangs as his chest rises and falls fast as a shooting star.

Once again, you pull away.

He whines and gasps, looking down at you. Your gorgeous sight, that hovers over his cock that’s wet and shiny from your saliva. His tip is a furious red, and his penis twitches ever so much…in need of a release. He pouts his lips, and looks into your eyes as tears of frustration build up and blurry his vision. He darts out his tongue to wet his dry lips and he furrows his eyebrows.

“Baby, p-please. I-it’s hurting, I-I need to, ah god. Please, please.” He whimpers, as his fingers dig into the sheets and his hips drive up for any friction that will help relieve him. It’s no use though, his glistening hard, angry cock slightly just wags back and forth, too hard and firm to even move by now, and his ball sacks so tightly to him. His thighs tremble and he sniffles, tears running down his face.

“Baby, take it as it is.” Is all you say before diving back, putting your hot pink muscle against his sensitive tip, and then taking him all the way. Shoving him so deep down your throat, that he nearly screams in pleasure, balling the sheets tightly in his hands. He takes short gasps as he throws his head back. Your hand goes to cup gently his testicles, and then you pull back once more with a “pop” sound.

He gasps and bites roughly at his lip, then dipping his head back to down to meet your eyes. You raise your chin, while moving your fist along his length, and meet his glossy windows to the soul.

“Y/N, please, please, please. I-I can’t take it anymore. It hurts bad, fuck!” He cries out, and he feels more pity for himself as he watches his cock peek out and back into your fist. Tears swell into his eyes, running down fast on his cheeks, pouty lips and furrowed brows. So red, nearly purple, and desperate for a release. Desperate for just a little taste out of this sexual torture.

You sigh and nod, then dipping your head down to kiss tenderly each thigh and then sitting up. “Okay baby, you can let yourself go.” You say reassuringly, then picking up the pace of your fist, and squeezing almost at his cock.

He gasps out of relief, with such a huge grin and bites his lip, throwing his head back and biting his lip harshly. He bucks his hips into your fist, and you travel your free hand to cup and squeeze softly at his sacks that has your desert. What you’ve both been waiting for. You then place hot kisses on his tip, so angry and frustrated, dragging your tongue across. You only suck on his tip, salty drops of precum floods onto your tongue. He moans and nods vigorously, as your loose hair tickles his inner thighs. Then you swallow around him, squeezing his cock into your hand, and pressing gently on his ball sack.

Driving him over the edge, he grunts and lets out a cry of raw pleasure. Diving his hips and shoving him all into your mouth, his sacks of sperm hits against your chin wetly and sloppily. He lets out a long sigh and breathy moan, as his hot strings of salty cum coat your tongue and the back of your throat. You swallow happily, pulling away and wiping your lips with the back of your hand. You smile and can’t help but giggle at the sloppy mess beneath you:

He lays back catching his breath, while his slowly softening manhood rests against his now damp from sweat dark curls of hair, little spurts of his remaining sperm add to the hot mess. You hum and smile, leaning up to plant a proud kiss to his chin.

“You did so good, Baby. I’m proud of you.”

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That’s it!

tagging: @coveredinsoot bc it felt right too

[ad7red]

can u do jack champion headcanons (or drabble) w/ a gf who gets elevator anxiety? literally everytime i have to use one i get so anxious it’s terrible😭

omg. i thought it was just me who did this LMAO i can’t get on a elavator without freaking out 😭😭

pairing: jack champion x fem!reader

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Jack and you were just about ready to leave the hotel room and head toward his Avatar premiere. However, there was an issue that he wasn’t aware of. You can’t take elevators.

Well, technically you could take an elevator, but the worry just eats you up from the inside out. Imagine all the possibilities of what could happen there! It could stop, you could get stuck, or worse, it could drop. And yes, maybe you were blowing this out of proportion but tell that to the 10,200 elevator accidents this year. Normally you would just take the stairs but with the heels you had on, it would be like walking through hell.

Yet by the time you were pulled out of your thoughts, the thing you dreaded most was straight ahead. The elevator. Now, you knew Jack wouldn't mind going down the stairs after all, it was just two floors, but you didn’t want to ruin the mood. Not when he was all giddy and excited for you to finally see the movie he worked years on.

Before approaching the elevator you came to a halt, Jack stopping with you. He looked at you with knitted eyebrows, silently asking you “What's up?” with his eyes. “Jack, can I ask you something?” Your tone was light, but you could hear the nervousness, you were just hoping he didn’t. “I don’t know, can you?” You rolled your eyes at his playful impertinent remark but asked your questions. “Is there any other way to get down? Like without the elevator?”. Jack's face morphed into an obviously perplexed one. “Not unless you wanna take the stairs. Or jump. We could probably jump, yeah?” He was chuckling at his own jokes when he noticed the serious look plastered onto your face.

“You really don't want to take the elevator?” you nodded your head at his question unsure of how he was going to respond. “How come?” he had asked, genuinely confused, Jack had loved elevators, he loved the feeling they gave him in his stomach. Like a rollercoaster ride almost.

You shuffled your feet, embarrassed to explain. “I'm afraid of them.” and though Jack didn't mean it, he found himself giggling at your confession. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry- Ok how do you wanna get down? Jumping is still an option,” You shook your head listlessly, and Jack got the message.

“Okay, how about we take the stairs?” he asked and his joking demeanor had faded. “Yeaaah, about that,” you dragged your vowels before resuming, “I think my ankles would be absolutely annihilated if I did”. Jack had a growing smirk on his face, he rubbed his chin pretending to be in deep thought. He snuck a quick glance at the staircase that was just across from where you both were standing and then a glance at you before talking. “I might have a solution.” He spoke, and before you even got to respond he swooped you up bridal style while running over to the stair case.

You had numerous protests while he was carrying you, they mostly consisted of “Jack put me down!” “Stop I’m gonna ruin your hair Jack!” and occasionally “People are looking!!” and Jack being Jack he didn’t stop until the of the stairs.

When you got there you shot him an injudicious look. “Why’d you do that? You could've messed up your outfit,” He shrugged evidently unbothered by his rash action, yet still grinning like the Cheshire cat. “You didn't seem too fond of the jumping option so I thought I’d help out a bit” You playfully shoved his shoulder. “Maybe I'll jump the next time we leave, okay?” He laughed while nodding his head. “Deal.”

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also sorry u requested this like 2 weeks ago ahh!!

[heartsforvin]

request for vinnie. drinking with vinnie (not necessarily at a party but just like every time you and vinnie drink/ get tipsy), the pda leaves are off the chainnn. The two of you is making out with each other, talking dirty, slapping each others butt and generally clinging to each other. Love yahhh xxx

DRUNK IN LOVE

AHHH I LOVE THIS !!! thank you for the request ! <3 i also loveeee drunk vinnie irl cus he’s so funny 😭

pairing; vinnie hacker x fem!reader

warnings; drinking, use of pet names (baby, princess, etc), implied smut, making out, dirty talk, boner mention, a BUNCH of pda in general, think that’s all !

summary; you and vinnie have a little too much to drink and things get heated fast

friday night. a perfect night to have a little fun and forget about the stressful workweek the two of you might’ve had.

vinnie decided to throw a little get together, nothing too crazy, just you, him, and his roommates. along with some friends that have moved out on their own.

you were excited, you always loved hanging out with vinnie’s friends, they always knew how to have a good time.

you’re currently upstairs in vinnie’s room, in his bathroom getting ready for the night. touching up the last few bits of your makeup, you see vinnie walk into the bathroom.

“you look hot.” is all he says, you watch from the mirror as he scans your body, wrapping his arms around you from behind.

you’re wearing a black dress that hugs your body nicely, capturing every curve of you. it looks amazing on you, and you love the way you look in it.

“thank you, baby,” you reply to your boyfriend. “you look pretty handsome yourself.”

vinnie just has on a nice t-shirt and jeans. the shirt also hugs his body just right, showing off his muscles in all the right ways.

“are you just saying that so you’ll hope i hand some dick over later?” he asks, making you laugh.

“wasn’t even thinkin’ of that, but now that you said it, i am.” you reply and he scoffs. “i’m kidding! you do look really handsome, baby.”

you glide your hands up his chest, making him smile down at you, and then they wrap around his neck and you give him a quick kiss.

“thank you for the compliment, princess. you got lipgloss on me, though.” vinnie replies, wiping his lips.

you hit vinnie’s chest playfully, grabbing his hand and making your way downstairs.

once you reach the kitchen, you let go of vinnie’s hand and look around the room. “everything’s ready, right?” you ask him.

vinnie hums in response. “just waiting on everyone to show up.”

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everyone arrived about an hour ago and since then, drinks have been served and games have been played.

you and vinnie were both a little tipsy. from playing beer pong with some of his friends, to simply just getting more to drink as the night went on, the two of you were definitely feeling the effects of the drinks.

the two of you were currently on the couch in the living room, you sat on vinnie’s lap while he had a protective hold on your waist.

everyone was off doing their own thing so, vinnie took that to his advantage. he definitely didn’t need people hearing his thoughts right now, that was only for you.

“wanna fuck you so bad.” you heard your boyfriend say, making you move on his lap a bit, now feeling the effects of that sentence.

before you can respond, both your drinks are on a table and you’re being tossed around onto your back. vinnie lays you on the couch as he hovers over you.

“you want that, pretty girl? want me to mark you all over so everyone knows you’re mine?” his tone is deep, and you can’t help but bite your lip with a smile at his dirty talk.

you let a quiet moan slip, just enough for him to hear, before vinnie captures your lips in a much needed kiss.

wrapping your legs around his waist, you tug at the blonde curls as vinnie continues his actions. he moves to your neck, finding the sweet spot like he usually does, and makes you moan again.

you really hope no one comes in, all of this feels too good to stop right now. just as you were about to say something, vinnie moves down a bit further, reaching your collarbone.

the dress you’re wearing is low cut, so he has perfect access to your chest.

vinnie pulls down your dress just a bit, telling you that he ‘needs to make sure you’re okay’, you find it funny how your boyfriend just wants to find an excuse to see your boobs.

you stop him before he gets any further, not wanting to flash the whole house. laughing, you pull your dress back up and you hear vinnie whine.

“don’t be such a baby,” you tell him, pushing him off you so you can stand up. you grab your drink and hold out your hand for him to grab. “come on, i need to refill my cup because someone knocked it over.”

vinnie rolls his eyes but agrees, standing up and grabbing his cup too. as the two of you make it back to the kitchen, you feel a smack to your ass, stopping in your tracks at the action.

“freak.” you tell vinnie with a playful smile. he puts his hands up in defense, acting like that wasn’t him.

“you were just moaning my name on the couch,” he says as if you didn’t know. “that’s a lil’ freakier than me smacking your ass. plus, how can i not?”

you push the boys shoulder playfully and finally grab another drink for the both of you, making your way back to where you were originally.

the two of you sat back on the couch, taking a few swigs of your drinks before setting them on the coffee table again.

once again, you were sat on vinnie’s lap, so you decided to tease him a bit.

you made sure to sit so you were facing him, straddling him, both your legs on either side of the boy.

you put your hands on his stomach, slowly gliding them up his chest before ultimately landing around his neck. vinnie smiles at you, wondering what you’re about to do.

before he has time for another thought your lips are on his and your hands are playing with the hairs that lay on the nape of his neck while you slowly grind on him.

you can feel him grow hard under you, making you smirk as you continue what you’re doing.

“gonna kill me, sweetheart.” he tells you, voice strained and raspy from the feeling of you against him, along with your rough attack on his mouth.

you’re kissing him so hard that every time you pull away to catch a breath, you can see how swollen his lips are already.

smiling, you run your finger along his bottom lip, pulling it gently, just like he does to you. “pretty boy.” you compliment before kissing him once more.

between the ache in his jeans and you kissing him so rough, vinnie feels like he could almost let go right there.

he won’t, though. he has a little self control. although you are driving him insane, he’s not about to cum in his jeans in front of everyone.

“you like it when i drive you crazy, don’t you?” you teasingly ask your boyfriend, starting to grind on him again.

vinnie was usually the one that takes control with these things, but right now he’s in pure bliss and is loving the feeling of his pretty girl all over him.

“i can feel how bad you want me, baby,” you whisper, moving around on his lap a bit, making the boy groan. “maybe i should do something about it, don’t you think?”

vinnie nods his head frantically, completely forgetting where he is. the alcohol along with the euphoria he’s feeling has completely taken over his body.

vinnie starts to move you off his lap, but you stay where you are, trying to hold your ground. that doesn’t take awhile though, suddenly your on the ground in front of him.

“vin,” you start as the boy looks down at you with a huge grin on his face. he doesn’t say anything, only pulling out his phone so he can take a picture of you.

you stand up and grab your drink from the table, taking another sip of it before putting it down. “cant do it here, love. gotta go to the bedroom.”

vinnie stands up and grabs you by the waist, kissing you once more. he wraps his arms around you while yours go to rest around his neck again.

he tells you to jump, putting a bit of space between the two of you so you can. he then holds you from under your thighs, moving one of his hands to squeeze your ass.

vinnie takes you over to the couch again, setting you down on it while he kneels in front of you.

you’re confused as to what he’s doing for a split second, that is until he lifts your dress up a bit and starts kissing on the inside of your thighs.

as he does so, you look around to make sure no one notices, thinking they would probably get a totally wrong idea if they saw from a few feet away.

you grip at his hair as vinnie continues planting wet kisses on your body, making you whine at the contact.

“like that, huh?” he asks, although it comes off in more a slur than an actual tone. “like doin’ this out here, where anyone can easily walk over here and see?”

that sentence made you close your thighs, but vinnie pried them open. “don’t be shy for me now, let’s not forget who almost sucked my dick in the middle of the living room.

you rolled your eyes. “i did not. i told you we couldn’t and if we did, to take it to the bedroom.” you tell him again, making vinnie just laugh.

“i think the horny is getting to your head, hacker.” you tease, making him stop his attack on your thighs and look up at you.

“just come here and kiss me.” he says, you pull him up by his hands and he leans over to kiss you softly.

the kiss soon turns to something more and before you know it, you’re back against the couch with your boyfriend hovering over you.

the make out turns heated fast and you start to tug at the shirt vinnie is wearing. “need you.” you almost plead.

vinnie detaches himself from you and gives you a sly smile. “look who needs me now.”’he taunts.

you grip his neck and pull him back into you. if you can’t feel him the way you want right now, you’re at least going to feel his lips on you, no matter how badly it makes you want to tear his clothes off him.

after awhile the makeout calms down and vinnie kisses you passionately, giving you a smile once the two of you pull away.

you both sit up and look around, noticing that everyone had left while the two of you were busy doing your own thing.

“wanna continue this upstairs?” you ask vinnie, standing up as you do so.

you fix your dress a bit just in case one of the roommates do see you two on your way to vinnie’s room.

with a nod, vinnie stands up and snakes his arm around your waist as the two of you make it upstairs to his room.

he lets you walk in first, of course he has to give your ass a snack as you do so.

before he shuts the door the two of you hear one of his roommates tell you to not be so loud, making you blush a bright red.

honestly, before either of you can even take your clothes off, you both pass out on the bed.

vinnie opens his eyes for a moment to look at you, admire how pretty you look even when drunk.

drunk in love.

hii i hope you enjoyed !! this took me way too long to write but here it is !!

i have like 3 other imagines in my drafts rn 🤯 and this one’s been in here the longest so i decided to finish it up !! i really like how it turned out and i hope you did too (:

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