#its 2am I dont know what this turned into

[omi-papus]

Imagine that all that arguing actually leads to something and Al-An genuenly comes to understand that some “ineficiencies” , like non work related hobbies, music, parties, entretainment and other things humans do that are not directly beneficial to the general function of a society are just inherently human traits that cannot be deleted nor ignored and that they are important simply because they are a fundimental part of the human experience, in the same way that an Architect can not stop advancing and re-inventing itself. Basically humans not doing these things is quite literally torture.

Now every everyone would expect mister “eficiency up the ass” to be all in on Alterran hustle culture and distopian ideals, but the reality is actually the complete oposite.

“I am making sure to edit thw employment contract so my staff stops all non work related activities from now on. Way too many of my people keep missing emails and calls because these off time activities make them unavailable, and they should be focusing on their careers anyway. All these people going out, playing dumb little games. Its a complete waste of time. Its honestly large loss of revenue since these activities stop employess from taking on more overtime work.”

Al-An: I will ask amicably that you resign from your position, and leave the site imediatly.

“Hah! Yhea you get i- wait what?”

Al-An: *brings out arms* We will not tolerate any attempt, systematic or otherwise, to erase human life.

“Hey hey hey hey what are you talking about?! Im just trying to make things more eficient”

Al-An: *starts turning arms into saws* To deprive a species the ability to perform their natural behaviours, is considered a form of violence even if it is from a member of said species. You have made a direct violent threat to a larger number of humans and therefore calissify as a threat to the human collective, which I am allied with and am responsible for defending.

Al-An: *Starts walking closer* If you attempt to follow through on this threat we will be forced to use force. So I once again, ask you to resign and abandon the premises.

Al-An: I am asking nicely.

[randomperson0k]

she would never hurt a fly!!!

please ignore the cats i didnt know what to use to censor the blood

full version is below the cut thing

hopefully the cut works

please work

[zkretchy]

tbh all alive Wolf Witchers are just as ‘bad’ just in different ways and loudness-levels

[bmpmp3]

utaformatix... save me..

utaformatix

save me utaformatix

[jupiter-reimagined]

i am. so weak

[playingonedchess]

how is it that i can feel nostalgic about the time i was sitting on the pavement under an overpass in a foreign country crying because something didnt go my way and gave me a bit of a largish bill but clearly really cause there must be something wrong with me

[xerospaced]

Operating in this space is so tough coz my bro has so many questions and fears and concerns and he desperately needs advice and guidance and I would happily meet every need

But he lives with carers who, while lovely, are a lil too rigid in their approach and don't create the space for him to be able to get those needs met

[strawberrymatchawhore]

baby

summary- babying your "tough" hubby rafe.. maybe some freakydeakyness at the end

note- this is the complete opposite of the rafe ive been writing about LMAOOO.. this man is SO BAD help me

it was 2am and you were in your bedroom scrolling on your phone, a random netflix show playing in the background. you've been waiting for your husband to get home for hours, being the wife to the chief of police did have its negatives. this was one of them.

you heard footsteps walking up the stairs and immediately turned off your phone, throwing the covers over yourself you pretend to be asleep. the door opens and you feel the weight of the bed shift.

"hey baby. sorry for getting home so late" rafe says giving your forehead a kiss, you jokingly ignore him.

"c'mon now i know youre awake.. get up and hold me." he begged tiredly, you couldnt help but giggle at how desperate he sounded.

"fine." you mumbled into the sheets but stayed in your position, he hugs you putting all of his weight on your body.

"okay okayy, i got it. now get off me you fatty." you whined, pushing his large frame off of you. you leaned against the bed frame and opened your arms, the both of you adjusting to a more comfortable position. which was the both of you propped up against a pillow.

"im so tired." he yawns into your chest, you played with his hair as the both of you stayed in silence.

"i know you are, you need a day off. youve been working too hard." validating him, his hand plays with the ribbon of your pajama shorts.

"see? youre still in your uniform, youre gonna make the bed dirty." you patted his back and drew circles on it.

"what, you want me take it off? if you wanted to see me naked you couldve asked sweetheart." he looked up at you and smirked. you glared at him, lightly slapping his arm.

"not what i meant.." you blushed.

"youre so cute you know that rafey, honestly when i look at you i just want to eat you." you confessed and massaged his temples, his face nuzzles into your chest even further. clearly he was blushing as well.

"i dont know how i got so lucky, im so glad i have a such a beautiful boy in my life. everything about you is just perfect." you cooed admiring his sculpted face, the way his plump lips curled into a smile.

"stopppp" he whined. you couldnt help but pull out your phone and take a picture. because if you didnt, who wouldve believe that your 6'2 husband loved to be babied like this? not like you were going to show anyone, its just for your eyes only. you wanted to cherish this moment forever.

"did you just take a picture?"

"let me see it." he shot up and reached for your phone. you put your phone under your pillow and laid on it, making sure he wasnt able to grab it. the two of you started play fighting.

"nooo please, you look so cute. let me keep it!!" you laughed, he started to tickle you. and you slowly started to fall off the bed. your legs wrapped around his waist and dragged him down, if you were gonna fall he was going to come down with you.

the laughing coming from you both died down and you looked up at him, what a funny position. you both were on the floor and he was in between your legs hovering over you.

rafe leaned downed and passionately kissed your lips, his hand starts to play with your shorts. you eventually pull away and slap his hand.

"nuh uh. go shower first. you stink." you got up to your feet then helped your boyfriend get up as well. you looked up at rafe with your head tilted, what was this man plotting?

"not unless you join me.. you cant say no" he quickly said and grabbed you by the waist. hoisting you over his shoulder and carrying you to the master bathroom.

"ahhh! rafe stop!!" you busted out laughing, kicking your feet as he practically dragged you to the shower. he put you down and turned on the warm water, it poured over you both. you furrowed your eyebrows.

"great now my clothes are all wet." you pouted crossing your arms over your now soaked tank top.

"more reason to take it off... lift your arms f'me"

[pedge-page]

Joel Dealing with Preggo Wife # 8- Drama Queen

Joel Miller x F!Reader

Can be read with others in series or alone

Warnings: allusions to sex, mostly fluff and comedy

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Its been a pretty quiet evening, and with you home, thats saying something. Joel's minding his business watching Tv when you come plopping down next to him on the couch. He doesn't acknowledge you.

So you scoot over and sigh heavily. Still No reaction from the male.

You feint a yawn and snuggle your head on his shoulder. He smiles a little, but doesn't look at you. You rub affectionately like a kitten.

Nothing.

Take the hint, you stupid hunk.

Your pretty manicured hand creeps on his thigh, stroking up and down senually with delicate fingertips.

He knows where this is going, but he won't entertain you. He coughs a little, bored, and continues scrolling channels. Wants to see how far you'll go to get what you want.

As if on cue, you persist. Wrapping your arm over his broad shoulders, hitching your knee awkwardly on his thigh despite the baby in your belly squirming at the uncomfortable angle. You playfully boop his nose, giggling like a flirt. He purses his lips, but nothing else.

You stare at his profile, that unique Joel Miller look of concentration. Handsome and stoic—that little shithead.

You're teasingly rubbing your fingers through his scruff, twisting gently as a massage.

You bring your lips and kiss him kindly on the cheek. Something sweet. Innocent. Then again, but a little longer. Then some more, peppered down his jaw, along his pulse. Heated and wetter. Growing more needy and nipping his ear, making little happy moans as your hand continues to wander over his legs, tip toeing to his crotch.

Joel sighs, finally looking at you. "There a reason you're trying to get me turned on, ma'am?"

"Mmm," you hum, biting your lip and staring his plump ones. You crawl closer, breasts smashed against his bicep as you lick your lips, tongue peaking out with lusty eyes trying to put him under your best charm. Yesyesyes give it to me, Fucker!

"I want a Big—" you kiss his nose "—Messy—" teeth nip at his lower lip "—Hot—" you peck him teasingly, sucking his flesh in your mouth so he knows you mean business. Then you stare down at him with your serious eyes, foreheads pressing,

"—Fudge Cookie Dough Chocolate Gooey Fantasy Milkshake with extra Rainbow Sprinkles from Clyde's Creamery."

Yeah. He knew exactly this is where this was going.

He cracks a warm smile, cupping your jaw and parting your lips with his thumb. You suck it into your mouth, hoping to please him. Just as hes about to kiss you, he leans in and says, "No. Its 11pm. Bedtime."

You get off his lap with a cold shoulder and a scoff, proceeding to ignore him for the rest of the night.

Hes evens surprised when you go to bed still silent, facing away from him without a kiss goodnight when you turn off your lamp.

Until it's 2am when he's startled awake by the sound of the the front door opening. He's storming downstairs trying not to trip, and haphazardly throwing a shirt on backwards while in his boxers, only to see you with a packed bag, hand dramatically caressing  your bump with fake ass tears down your cheek going outside to the car.

"Where the FUCK are you going??" He asks, rubbing his eyes. Aggravation and rough exhaustion evident in his tone.

"You said you didn't love me, so I'm leaving," you huff. There's no hint of a joke in your words. Genuine pain. Hurt. Quiet and walking away. You dont wait to see his reaction and without another word, you turn to leave.

Hes so whiplashed, wracking his brain trying to remember any time he even remotely could have said something like that and you interpret it—

"I SAID YOU COULDN'T HAVE A HOT FUDGE COOKIE DOUGH CHOCOLATE GOOEY FANTASY MILKSHAKE because it was FUCKING 11PM AND CLOSED! Now get your fat beautiful ass and our baby back in here and dont ever pull this stupid stunt again!"

You scowl at him, preventing any physical reaction of your internal swooning he thinks my ass is pretty. You hold your ground and refuse to move from your position, defiant, in flip flops and a long nightgown on the front porch at 2am.

Joel furrows his brows and closes his eyes, soothing over the wrinkles you've caused to grow on his forehead.  "Fuck. I'll get you one tomorrow morning for breakfast. Okay?"

You smile giddily and skip back inside "Okie!" You step past him drop your shit on the couch, kissing him on the cheek. "Dont forget the extra rainbow sprinkles."

He grunts, glad that it's dark enough in the house you can't see how exhausted and annoyed he is.

"Oh and close the door, Joel! You'll wake the neighbors with your unnecessary shouting bit. Dramatic much?" You scoff, and waddle up the stairs and right to bed like nothing happened.

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Tommy also has access to your ring camera notifications and sees Joel and you out there and the whole conversation, and he's laughing so hard when he watches the playback. He teases grumpy exhausted Joel the next morning, conveniently with a to-go milkshake in his hand at 8am.

"Softy for your girl?"

"Shut up."

"And when you have the baby, then there's gonna be two of her!" Tommy wheezes.

Joel's saggy and wrinkled eyes manage to open wider than ever as that particular horror sets over him.

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[ilovewomenfr]

you are such a nerd! p2

click before reading

part 1

sub!ellie x dom!reader

men dni, NSFW!

cw: praise kink, strap-on (e!receiving), oral (e!receiving), scissoring, degradation kink, spanking (e!receiving), petnames (babe, baby), use of y/n, ellie’s a brat, strap referred to as cock, porn with basically no plot.

a/n: here’s part 2. wrote most of it at 2am so apologies if its in-cohesive bc i didnt proofread. hope you enjoy part 2!! xx.

“why don’t we go to the bedroom?” you suggest. to that, ellie smiles, “sounds good to me babe. and you better use the purple strap on me, it’s my favourite.”

“are you giving me an attitude els?” you ask as you drag her up to the bedroom, “no…”

“sounds like you are. try again.”

“please use the purple strap on me?” she asks, batting her eyelashes jokingly.

“you’re a weirdo” you giggle, kissing her cheek. “is that a yes?”

you pretend to think, but you know you love watching her fall apart while you fuck her, “it’s a yes.”

ellie smiles at you and picks up the pace to your room. “excited are we?”

“yes. obviously. aaaand i would love it if you were also naked. its not fair that it’s only me.” she blushes and tugs at the hem of your shirt, you allow her to pull it off. her fingers brushing against your bare skin causing goosebumps to form along your body. ellie throws the shirt onto the stairs and her smile widens, her tongue wetting her lower lip as she sees your bare chest. ellie’s cheeks turn slightly red.

“blushing?” you tease, and ellie gives you a look, and shuts you up with a kiss. the pads of her fingers graze your lower back as she delves her tongue into your mouth, drawing a moan from you once her hands slip down your shorts to squeeze your ass. one of your hands reaches up to brush your thumb against her pebbled pink nipple, the other holding the side of her neck.

ellie pulls away, making her way down your body in the hallway, pulling you along with her. her lips brushing against your stomach, she pulls down your shorts and underwear, nipping the skin at your hip before sucking it into her mouth.

“fuck el” you groan “not so smug now are ya?” she smirks, “youre catching an attitude.” you pull her head back, her dilated pupils meeting yours, “what are you gonna do about it?”

the two of you stumble through the door to the bedroom as you continue to make out, panting and moaning into each other’s mouths. you make it to the bed, pushing her down onto the mattress. you climb over ellie, sucking that sweet spot under her ear,

“mhh y/n” she whimpers as she grasps your hair. “can you just fuck me already?”

“are you gonna lose the attitude baby or do i have to fuck it out of you?” ellie bites her lip, “is that even a question?”

“touché” you kiss her again, smiling. her arms wrap around you pulling you close, as if to merge your bodies into one.

“hold on for a sec el.” you say, climbing off of her, walking over to your nightstand

“baaabe.” she complains, rolling over onto her side, resting her head on her hand as she holds herself up on her elbow.

“you want this or what?” you smile, pulling the strap out of the drawer. “obviously yes” she giggles, watching you pull the harness on, a gleam in her eyes. “i love it when you look at me like that”

“how’m i looking at ya?” you climb back onto the bed, facing her as you wrap your arm around her waist.

“like im the only one in the whole world.”

“youre a sap” she kisses you gently, hands pushing a lock of hair behind your ear.

the kiss grows in intensity, hands in hair, down backs and grasping at asses and chests. when you break apart ellie says breathily, “i need your cock in me”

“impatient” you smile, kissing her neck,

“mhh” she leans her neck back, but pushes your head down her torso, “be patient babe”

“i dont wanna. i need you now” she complains. “if you keep that tone youre not cumming” ellie groans in response, “m’ sorry. ‘m sorry.” you nestle yourself between her thighs, hooking them over your shoulders as you nuzzle into her aching heat, “oh my god y/n” she grasps your hair and pulls you closer into her.

you focus your attention to her clit, sucking and brushing your tongue along it as lewd sounds fall from her lips. the more she moans, the more your cunt aches. your tongue laps up her slick and she bucks her hips up to your mouth. you pull away from her, “want my cock baby?”,

“i want it so bad”

“how bad?”

“please y/n. i want you so fuckin’ bad. i need you.” smirking, you run your fingers along her dripping pussy, “babe please.”

you tease her entrance with your middle two fingers,

“what’re you doin?” ellie whines,

“making sure youre ready for me”

“i don’ care. i want you. now.”

“theres the attitude.”

“fuck it outta me” she says, desperately. you dip your fingers into her, she groans, “with the fuckin strap not your f-fingers!”

“you really are bratty tonight, aren’t you?” you pull your fingers out of her, pulling them into your mouth. the taste of her only makes the heat between your legs grow.

“ass up for me” you command, ellie surprisingly complies, given her attitude tonight. “damn babe you want my cock bad dont you?” you tease as you spread her legs, revealing her soaked cunt, “s’ bad” she repeats. the view of her submitting to you like this brought out a carnal desire for her to be screaming under you. “holy fuck you look amazing like this” you coo, palming her ass, eliciting a needy whine from your girlfriend. the silicone tip teasing her wet hole. “god just fuck me!” she grumbles, trying to push herself back so her pussy can relish the feeling of being stretched out. you smack her ass and she moans, “fuck baby!”

you pull her hips flush against you as you thrust into her, a groan escaping your throat at the sight of her face contorting with pleasure. “you’re such a slut. begging for my cock?” you grunt as the now slick purple dildo slides in and out of her, wet sounds echoing around the walls of the room. ellie whines, “m’ youre slut. only yours.”

“mh good girl” you praise, squeezing her hips as you pull them flush against yours, “ohh god” you see her eyes flutter as she looks back at you. “t-talk to me” the plead comes out as a whine.

“you’re taking me so good el, so fuckin’- mh, you’re such a slut for this cock arent you?” ellie moans and nods, the sounds getting louder, “fuck! faster!” you pick up the pace, and she arches her back. she’s turned into a mess, grasping the pillow, “such a pretty girl for me aren’t you?” you give her ass another smack and she cries out again, “so fuckin dirty aren’t you? youre dripping all over me” you look down at the slick dripping down her thighs, leaning over and kissing her shoulder, getting deeper. “touch your clit babe” and she complies, her hand reaching down between her legs, you wrap your arms around her and tug at her nipples.

“m’ close” she groans, “yeah? you’re gonna cum all over my cock aren’t you?” your own arousal needing to be dealt with, so you thrust harder, trying to get the hilt to stimulate your clit. ellie cries out your name, “m’ cumming!” you stay in her, bucking your hips as you get the base of the strap to hit your clit, milking ellie’s weeping pussy. you moan with her, the knot in your stomach getting tighter. her release exploding out of her, soaking the sheets. “what a fuckin’ whore. squirting for me. so fucking hot.” you pull out of her, “i wanna see your face”

“you did so good baby.” you push her hair out of her face, “took me so well.” she smiles, completely dazed out, “yeah?” you pull off the harness, throwing it to the foot of the bed, she looks at you with pleading eyes, “i wanna feel your pussy on mine.” you part her knees, “mhm so needy aren’t you?”

“y/n please.” you smile and lower onto her, positioning yourself at the perfect angle as you rock your hips. you gasp at the contact that you desperately needed, the two of you fitting together like puzzle pieces as your wet heat slides together, drawing desperate sounds from the both of you. your hands grasp her back, pulling her close to you as you work your way to bliss.

your clit hits hers and both of you cry out, trying carelessly to hit the angle again, once you do, ellie mewls, “holyy shit.” you laugh breathlessly, before repeatedly bucking your hips perfectly, “god yes” you groan. feeling the pleasure wash over you as your orgasm approaches. you feel yourself clenching around nothing, your fingers digging into her, “fuck baby im so close” you gasp, “me too”. the wanton moans leaving both of your lips meld together, practically creating a song. ellie arches her back as her orgasm hits, nails scratching your lower back. almost immediately after, you buckle over as the tension in your body releases. you hold onto her as the both of you ride out the high, sloppy kisses and hands in hair once again. as you hold her in your arms you praise her over and over again, telling her how good she made you feel.

“i love you.” you whisper as you rest your forehead on hers, catching your breath. ellie kisses you gently, “i love you too.”

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[billgetsmewet]

Make-up S€x..

Bill Kaulitz

-MUTUALS WHO FLWD ME FOR FASHION PLS IGNORE THIS OMDS-

warnings : s€x , fighting/arguing, sad start (great end😊)

You were at your apartment, waiting for Bill to come home.

He was always getting home late nowadays, barely paying attention to you, even though you tried to let him know multiple times that you felt neglected.

He told you he would be home by 11pm on the dot, he sweared he wouldnt be late this time.

Wasnt a surprise that it was already 1am and he still wasnt in your sight.

Around 1:54am he barged in, not even saying hello, before dropping his bag and his jacked straight on the floor and going to bed.

He knew this bothered you but he couldnt give less of a shit.

You walked up to him, about to confront him, but he didnt even look at you, you were on the edge of breaking into tears.

You sat down next to him, trying to spit a word out of your mouth without crying.

“Bill..” you mumbled, your voice all quiet and shakey.

No reply.

“Bill!” you said, a bit louder this time.

Still no reply.

“Oh for fucks sake, Bill!” you angered, raising your voice enough for him to finally look at you, but you could tell he was already tired of you talking to him.

“Bill..” you let out another mumble.

“What?” he replied harshly

“Talk to me..” you begged

He didnt even budge, he was too tired to make an effort.

“You said youd be home by 11.. its almost 2am..” you said, waiting for a reply… but he just stared at you.

Finally he sighed, replying.

“I got busy”

Why has he been so cold and ignoring..? you thought to yourself.

“I was worried” you whispered, almost breaking into tears on the spot, you knew he was lying, you knew he was just having fun with his friends.

“You should be used to it by now” he replied coldly, tearing your heart apart.

You couldnt hold it back anymore and you let the tears shed.

He sat up, snapping back to reality.

You walk out of the room, not wanting him to see you cry.

He follows.

You sit down on the couch in the livingroom, curling up.

He sits down next to you.

“L..listen.. i didnt mean to hurt you.. ive been busy.” he stuttered.

“Bill, i know youve just been out with your friends, i know damn fucking well youre not busy!” you cried.

“Ive been worrying my ass off, you sweared youd be home on time.. Im not your mom, i cant stop you from coming home late, but you can do the bare minimum and make an effort to be home the same day atleast!” you wiped your tears.

He sighs.

“Y/N i just want to live life until i can! im only young now!” he says.

“Bullshit.” you sigh. “You lie too, theres no point.”

“Bill, you have to understand im young too! And i happen to want to live my life with you! I make efforts, i dont want to beg for your love.”

He feels his heart break as you say that.. did he really hurt you that much?

“Im.. im..” he couldnt seem to get the words out of his mouth..

You zip your sweater down, youre getting hot from crying so much, and Bills body heat is making you feel hotter.

He looks at you as if he saw an angel fly by, you looked gorgeous, but he knew he shoudlnt focus on that, however his eyes were gkued to your chest.

“Im..” he mumbles.

“Youre what, Bill? Is it really that fucking hard?” you mumble, not loud enough to make it clear to him what you said..

“W-what..?! I-Im not.. hard? I..” he tried fighting down what he thought your assumptions are.

You look him up and down, rolling your eyes.

“I- i mean! i… oh god” he stutters.

“Youre a fucking idiot..”

You walk back into the bedroom.

He follows once again.

You lay down on your side of the bed, he lays down on his, facing you.

“Im sorry..” he finally spits out.

“Wasnt so hard now was it?”

He looks down, ashamed.

You turn over, you dont want to see his face right now.

He glides his hands down your stomach, pulling you closer.

“Can i make it up to you?”

His words gave you butterflies, but you didnt reply, you just wanted him to read your mind.. or your body language.

He glides his hands even lower, finally touching the bottoms of your pyjamas.

God, his hands are so gentle..

He pats your thighs a bit before bringing his hands back up and tucking on the string of your pyjama bottoms.

“Can i?”

You nod.

He unties the string, sliding his hands underneath your pyjama bottoms.

He can feel how wet you already are.

Your breathing gets heavier and heavier by the second.

You arch your back, begging for some spark, begging him to finger you.

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You can barely catch your breath , as he thursts his cock in and out of you at such a fast pace that youre surprised you can even keep up.

With each thurst he slides his cock just to the very tip, only to slam it right back in.

He moans with each thurst, your noises align.

He feels as if he cant control himself…

He can feel both of you reaching your climaxes.

“Hold onto me.. okay? Fuck…”

“Close?” he whines.

You nod, moaning heavily.

“Me too baby, me too..”

He continues, not missing a single beat from the rythm.

Not long after hes on the edge of finishing.

“I..Im.. fuck..”

He tries speaking again.

“Im gonna.. cum..”

He moans as he says the last word, releasing his seed inside of you, making you finish aswell.

He makes sure to fuck his cum into you, not wasting a single drop.

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You guys cuddle in bed, resting after whatever just happened.

“Im sorry” He whispers.

You pull him closer as an answer.

“I promise on my life i wont be late again.. im sorry..”

He kisses you, caressing your head, before both of you fall asleep.

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Alright i hope u guys liked that! sorry the smut part was short:(

Also i apologize for the spelling mistakes and all that, im hungarian and i dont know how to spell fancy words, ykwim?

Tried my best! Love u!

[mitsuristoleme]

You Are In Love

cw: situationship with geto, uhh i dont really know?? lmk if i should add something here

a/n: inspired from You Are in Love (Taylor’s Version), wrote this in 30 minutes flat, little to no proofreading, hope yall like this

You don’t know what led to you and your best friend (‘hes your boyfriend’ shoko would insist) curled up on your living room couch, lights off, cuddled up to each other, doom scrolling on your phones.

You turn to him giggling, excited to show him the adorable video of a cat wearing sunglasses you’ve seen that reminds you all too much of Satoru. When you look up, hes staring at you. Theres this look on his face that you can’t really read. If you ask him about it, he wont know either.

Time passes awfully fast when you both are hanging out. You both film each other when you think the other isnt watching. Playing it back at 3AM, you feel a strange giddiness in you. A clip of you buttoning up Suguru’s coat, Satoru making a joke that nobody really hears.

You drive around at midnight, for snack runs when neither of you seem to get any sleep. You stop by his favourite cafe and get some coffee. You sit there enjoying each others company. Suguru is painfully aware of the necklace he gave you shining under the cafe lights. He doesn’t know what to do with himself in these moments.

He says “hey, look up,” when you’re walking out and laughs when you’re blinded from the glare of the lights. You brush against him and you both stiffen.

The drive home is quiet, not awkward but comfortable silence. He decides to spend the night at your apartment. The lights are out when you get back. You stumble over yourselves trying to switch the lights back on.

And for the first time, you think.

You are in love.

You end up at his house one Sunday. You try to make breakfast and then he walks in. Bare torso, grey sweatpants. The toast burns that morning. You’re wearing his shirt and he thinks he might die. He holds you that morning and promises to never let go. And you trust him. For once, you let go of your fears and insecurities.

You walk next to each other on the sidewalk, laughing and sharing kisses. Feeling so full of happiness you felt like floating.

Theres fights too. A screaming match about Amanai Riko. You don’t get why he would sacrifice his life for a girl. You leave. He catches you at the door. You talk. He promises you never have to be insecure around him. You’re it for me, he promises.

He shoots up at 2AM the next night, his expression strangely unreadable after months of being able to read him like a magazine. “You’re my best friend,” he states abruptly. You continue looking at him, your expression soft. You coax him back to bed, kissing his shoulder softly.

He is in love.

Its been years.

You got married. Satoru his best man, Shoko your maid of honour. He keeps your picture in his office at jujutsu tech. You know you would fight the world for him. He would start and end wars for you.

You feel his love, driving back home, a fond smile on his face, his hand on your thigh.

You are in love.

True love.

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[cluelylikesporn]

Hii so this is somewhat my first time doing a request so I’m sorry if it sucks or sum 😭😭 Could you do Mike schmidt x babysitter! reader? Where Abby teases the reader in front of Mike for having a crush on him? srry if it doesn’t make sense or sound like sum interesting I just thought it would be cute 😭

RAHHH first of all thank you for your suggestion!!

second, its legit so cute wtff😭 dont even say it sucks

ALSO DISCLAIMER I KNOW IVE BEEN SAYING ILL POST FOR LIKE FUCKING 5 MONTHS AND THE FNAF SHIT HAS DIED DOWN BUT GUYSSS CMONN COME BACK

Im a lazy cunt😭

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mike shmidt x babysitter!reader !!

gender neutral reader (correct me if i fuck it up)

mentions of y/n. literally once.

word count: 637

I WROTE THIS AT 2AM FORGIVE ANY MISTAKES OK GOODNIGHT

mike walked inside after his first shift at freddy’s, slightly rattled by the dream he had.. but glad to be home to finally get some freaking sleep.

when the door opened, he was BLESSED by the sight of you. abbys babysitter. if he had maybe a drop of self respect or confidence he could ask you out, maybe even date. but lets be honest hes a complete wuss and his best excuse is “not wanting to ruin the thing they had now” which was an occasional awkward exchange of the same 5 phrases such as “hello, good morning, how are you? im ok. how are you? good, hows abby? good. good.” and then a super awkward silence. but in the recent days, when he still worked at the mall he and you actually had nice conversations that didnt feel forced. mike had hope yet.

“hey, y/n.” he said as he put his keys down, observing abby as she swung her feet in excitement from the table, watching you as you made her pancakes.

“hi mike !” you say, turning to him slightly and cracking a smile before you looked away to put the pancakes on a plate and pass them to abby. luckily you looked away when you did because your eye contact was enough to make mike look like a tomato. “i hope you dont mind i made pancakes, if you want some, theres a little more i was gonna put away !” you said, reaching for a plate. “im ok, thanks. and dont worry about it.” he said, sitting next to abby who was looking between him and you, plotting an evil, DEVIOUS, horrid plan with a grin comparable to the cheshire cat. mike gave abby a terrified look as he began regretting even MENTIONING the idea of you in a romantic way to abby. he began mouthing pleads of her to show an ounce of mercy but she already turned to you and began to open her mouth.

“are you busy this weekend?” abby said while making direct eye contact with mike and snarfing down pancakes.

“uhm.. i dont think so? my only plans from now and the unforeseeable future is watching you so if your asking to hang out chances are ill be with you already, weirdo.” you said, as you begin washing up the dishes used to cook.

“not for me, silly! for mike!" she says innocently, batting her eyes and grinning like a madman to me.

god, ive never been more terrified by a fucking 10 year old. trying to brush off the comment of a date to a child, you piece together a response.

"uhh, if im babysitting you.. and its a weekend.. mike would be there too..!" you said awkwardly, trying to just scrub a damn pan.

"but, what if i was at a friends house?" abby added

"then i wouldnt be there." you say.

"but mikes so lonely..! he has so friends-" abby begins, before mike puts his hand on her mouth.

"abby, stop being weird- what the hell!" he says before being interrupted by abby licking his freaking hand.

"thats so unhygienic, dont do that." he says as abby giggles evilly, and you begin to speak.

"well if mikes sooo lonely, he can.. i don't know... just maybe.. ask? if i wanna hang out? because id.. say yes?" you say, looking at mike.

he blessed the skies above that you were actually confronting and he didn't have to face the awkward rejection that haunted him.

the kitchen was finally quiet for a moment, until abby break the silence.

"do it, do it, do it." she chants silently.

"would you.. wanna go out.. with me.?" mike said silently and awkwardly, cursing himself in his head for being so nervous when she literally confirmed she was down.

"sure, mike schmidt."

[robinismywifee]

lust, not hatred || e. williams

pairings dealer!ellie williams x fem!oc/reader

summary ellie and aime never got along, but ellies best friend, dina, is aimes roomate so they have to be around each other alot. blah blah blah, ellie makes aime go to a party with her, lets just say ellie gets jealous (1st p.o.v)

warnings NSFW, fingering (r. receiving), cunnilingus (r. receiving), pet names (princess, brat, slut, good girl), kinda kinky ellie (spanking, she thinks reader belongs to her????), drinking, smoking weed

a/n part 2 is up!

wordcount 4.2k

i unbuttoned my jeans, slipping out of them, i could already feel her burning gaze on my neck.

i pulled of my shirt too, throwing the clothes into my laundry basket, i turned to my closet, it had a mirror on it and i could see ellie on dinas bed, sititng with her legs spred out not even hiding her stares

i looked at her through the mirror shaking my head, "what are you even doing here? dinas not gonna be back until like midnight" i scoffed, as i opened the closet and grabbed shorts, slipping into them but still in my bra

"are you deaf? i already told you" she said, annoyed by me being annoyed, or maybe just my presence, "yeah, well im gonna be here when she gets back why don't i just have her text you?" i wanted my room to myself, dina was at a party, i had classes early and although it seemed tempting, dancing like nobody else is in the room with dina while my eyes are red from the weed, i could do it literally any other day

"youre gonna pass out as soon as your fat ass hits the bed" she said, making me roll my eyes even though she couldnt see them as my back faced her, "okay then just- come back at like 2am to see her alive and well" i shrugged, getting on my tippy toes to pull out a white tanktop from the top of my closet

i unclipped my bra, letting the cold air fill my breasts, i tossed the bra into the basket, slipping on my tanktop.. if i was in my room, i dont care whos in it, im changing, i mean, i face the other direction if im going completely nude like how i just did so ellie couldnt see my tits, only my bare back, but in plain bra and underwear, who cares, its just as if i was wearing a bikini

i turned around, noticing the tanktop was much tighter and lowcut then i had thought, but once again it didnt really matter, its just ellie, as much as i hated her im comfortable around her, i know shes not gonna try anything weird like that

"can you honestly just shut the fuck up and go to sleep? my roomate blasts terrible music while she studies and she has a test tomorrow theres no way im going back in there" she complained

"dude, i dont care, its my room, not yours" i folded my arms, "its dinas room too and she said i could be in here anytime i wanted, and why do you want me to leave so fucking much? i always crash" ellie questioned, "i- i jus- i- it doesnt fucking matter! just-" i stuttered, suddenly feeling embarrassed.. usually i don't care if she stays over, i just block her out and ignore her even being there, but i was really horny today and planned tonight out already.

"what? was some guy supposed to come over or some shit?" ellie asked, suddenly feeling interested, "no! just-" i sighed, trying to come up with a lie but settled on changing the topic, "if you're gonna be here, do me a favor and shut up"

"nah, i wanna know, what were your wednesday night plans princess?" her voice raised a pitch, she leaned forward as i stood a few feet infront of her, "why do you care so much?" i scoffed, "and why arent you at the party?" i added, trying to change the topic

"you know how it is going to a party with dina and jesse, im just gonna be alone the whole time with people trampling asking for weed" she shrugged, "dont you want people asking?" i asked, referring to the business side, "yeah but i dont need to go to parties every fucking day"

"whatever" i mumbled, falling to my bed, i pulled out my phone and was about to go to tiktok when she spoke up again, "you never answered my question"

"if i tell you will you go the party?" i asked raising my head, "uh.. fuck" she whispered, "fine" she said which suprised me enough to sit up and ditch my phone, "only cause i was already thinking of going" she added, "yea right" i mumbled, "so? you gonna tell me or just sit there?"

"i was just- just.." i scratched my neck preparing for her future comments, "i told jason he could come over specifically because i had the dorm to myself- and dont start williams because ive been talking with him for like a month now, and i know you do it all the time with cat" she laughed

"i dont" she said with a smirk, "shut the fuck up, yes you do" she stood up, "not with cat, that was like a 1 time thing" she said casually, walking over to grab her shoes, "yeah all your things are a one time thing" i grumbled, basically implying she was a whore, she stopped her tracks, and walked to the edge of my bed infront of me, "get up" she said in a stern voice,  i shook my head, she didnt like that answer, she pulled my wrist and shoved me to my closet, "get dressed" she ordered

"get dressed? fuck off im not going anywhere" i said in disbelief, "youre coming with me, now get fucking dressed" she said, looking down at me, "says who? im not going with you, leave me alone!" who does she think she is?

ellie took a step closer, she didnt even say anything, just gave me that look that made me tense up, "holy fucking shit, fine" i let out my breath, and untensed as she smirked, proud of her abilities, "but only if you give me free weed" i added, "whatever, just hurry up"

"hurry up? i just took off all my makeup let me do  like basic makeup first" i said, moving to my vanity, she sighed, "i swear to god"

"you're the one whos making me go, just sit on your ass and watch south park of something" i said, getting out my makeup, "oh, can you actually put that on?" she asked, i didnt reply, but complied by taking my remote off my desk and tossing its at her, my tv was facing my bed only so she had to move from dinas bed to mine, i watched through my mirror her getting comfy under my blankets with my squishmellow bat, i didnt realize until i looked back to myself that i was smiling, i instantly dropped it, shook my head at myself feeling disgusted, and started my makeup as southpark filled the room.

"jesus, took you long enough" ellie mumbled as i got out of my chair, "it took one episode of south park, thats not even long dumbass" i shot back, picking up the remote from her lap and turning it off, "help me pick an outfit" i ordered, opening my closet

"you dont need to dress up its not a special party, just put on jeans" she said, i was slightly leaned over searching for clothes when once again i could feel her eyes on the back of me, i turned around and saw that her eyes werent up on my back, but lower, "stop being a perv" i said as she looked back up to me, still laying in bed snuggled with the blankets, "not my fault you were bent over in booty shorts"

i shook my head, "okay well im not wearing jeans cause its hot" i said outloud, "so which skirt?" i moved over showing her the ray of skirts "whichever one shows more skin" i turned to her squinted my eyes and turned back around trying to make a decision as she was no help

"i think maybe just a plain black one, right? oh how bout these?" i pulled out, turning around holding a skirt to my waist

"mm, yea that looks short, do that" she agreed, for different reason, i sighed, "whatever. fix my bed and get your shoes on" i pointed, as i changed into the skirt

she stayed silent, doing what i asked, fixing my bed to how it was before, i had already put on my shoes and waited for ellie to do so, once she did, she stood up and went to her bag, she shuffled around a bit before pulling a bottle of my favorite vodka with a smirk

my mouth was ajar, "what! can i- can i please have some?" i asked with a head tilt, i rarely had this vodka, it was super expensive.

"yeah dummy thats why i bought it" she said, sitting back down on the edge of my bed, i bit my lip to hide my smile, but it didnt work as i smiled too big, i walked over to her sitting right next to her, i was too excited to notice i had sat so close that our theighs were touching

"w- why do you have this? dont you usually get fireball whisky?" i said, looking down at the belvedere bottle, a laugh escaped her lips, "yeah, they didnt have any at the store so i thought i'd get your vodka- why are you so amazed by it?" she smiled looking down at me

"couldnt you just gotten some other whiskey? i mean you got MY vodka? this is-" i let out a sigh, "can we take shots already?" i asked looking up to her, she laughed, "yeah, here you can have the first shot" she passed it over to me, i shook my hands excited before taking the bottle, opening it with a pop noise, i unscrewed the cap and smiled more, "cant we do it at the same time? here" i handed her the bottle, it felt weird taking shots alone, i went to my shelf and took off two shot glasses, i bit my lip as i handed her them, taking the vodka back and poured us the glasses, setting the bottle on my bedside table

"okay ready?" i smiled, she laughed as she nodded, "3, 2, 1" i said, and at the same time we brought our lips to the cup and tilted our heads back, downing the clear liquid

i giggled, as we both set our glasses down, "oh my god! im so happy right now i could kiss you" i smiled, we both looked at eachother for a moment, too long of a moment, i felt something in my stomach, but i cleared my throught, and began pouring more liquid, blaming the feeling on the drink.

we ended up taking a bit more shots then intended, but here we were, arrived at the party

we walked in together, shoulder to shoulder, the guy who owns the house, ky, threw a lot of parties, he was a senior, ive been to so many parties here that i knew the layout of his big house

a song i didn't recognize played, but that didnt stop me from feeling in the mood to dance, me and ellie were definitely different drunks, i dont know what was going through her mind when she was drunk, but for me, right now at least, all i wanted to do was dance and enjoy the music

"ellie, ellie, ellie!" i shook her arm, she hummed a reasponse, we has made it to the kitchen and she began to pour us cheap vodka into red cups, normally she would drink beer but i guess she wanted to get drunk tonight like how i did

"can we, pleaseeee, please, please, dance?" i pressed my hands together as if i was praying, "shit, please beg more" ellie licked her lips, sipping her drink, "oh my god! just- lets go, and i bet dina and jesse are dancing we'll probably find them" i said, pulling ellie by her wrist into the 'dance floor'

as i dragged her, big poppa by biggie played, "yes! i love this song" i pulled her close to me as we joined the people dancing, "i really dont want to dance aime" ellie said with a stern face, "oh come on! you never dance, it'll be fun, just pretend like im the only one in the room, trust me, oh and literally everyone around us will not remember anything in the morning so it doesnt even matter" i explained to her, she seemed nervous, but nodded

people gave us weird looks, usually we would be on different sides of the room, we never were seen together alone, so us not only being alone together, but with smiled and dancing?

i moved my hips to the beat, my hands on ellies shoulders her hands on my waist, my front grinding against hers as i sang the song, she seemed to loosen a bit, her eyes connected to my body

i saw a smirk form on the corner of ellies mouth, and before i knew it, her hands were pressed against my ass, normally i would scoff and hit her arm away, but i had no thoughts at the current moment, so i only moved my hips more, i then turned around so my ass was to her front and her hands were now to my hips, i bent over a bit, arching my back, letting my ass bounce, ellies hands kept a firm grip as she also grinded to me, it was for fun and innonce at first, but it started to feel too good, and i never got that fun time so i only wanted more.

we took a break to drink more, then went back to dancing, after a few songs, a hand gripped my hair, pulling my head up a bit, ellie leant forward and whispered- well yelled over the music- to my ear, "wanna get that free weed now?" i smiled, not realizing the reason she decided to ask was because jason was making his way to us, "fuck yeah!" i exclaimed

now we sat in an empty bedroom with a locked door for anyone who decided to bardge in, "alright princess" ellie sighed, practically stumbling over to me, she pulled out a tin that was in her pocket, pulling out a joint and lighter, i sat on the edge of the bed hands in my lap

i watched her every move, she raised the joint slightly to my mouth, but i was focused on her slim fingers, "open" she said in a low voice, i felt my cheeks go red at her voice and how vulnerable i felt, but i obeyed, opening my mouth slightly, she slipped the joint, i closed my lips around it, she brought the lighter to the end, lighting it for me, the whole time we stared into each others eyes, a thick unknown tension between us lingered

i took a hit and began smoking all while holding eye contact. we passed it and took deep hits till our world felt calm and the music from below us seemed to disappear, infact everything around us seemed to disappear, it felt like it was only us on the whole planet.

ellie took the last hit, before placing the remainder of the joint in an nearby ashtray. she went back to her previous spot, right infront of me, standing and looking down, my neck hurt from looking up at her, but i couldnt take my eyes away, something about how her freckles danced in the dim lighting, or how her messy hair framed her face, how her redden eyes glared at me with an emotion i didnt recognize.

ellie brought her hand to my jaw, her thumb rubbing my cheek, "you were really causing a scene out there princess" her voice seemed to go down a few notches, and it made my mouth agape at the nickname she had been calling me for years for some reason made my face feel hot

"how you were.. grinding onto me in your short skirt.. your tight top.. shit, i can see everything through that, didnt even bother to put on a bra, like the little slut you are" she mumbled, eyes scanning my clothed breasts and theighs, i couldnt help but squeeze my theighs together more, "hm, think i didnt see that?" her free hand went to my theigh, rubbing circles to it, ellie must of noticed my eyes trailed to her hand cause she used the one that was on my face to pull my face back up, "whats the matter? cat got your tongue?" she asked with a head tilt, that made me gulp and shrunk into my seat, trying to push words out, but the no reply caused her to smirk

"i mean.. you know what they say.." she moved her thumb that was on my cheek to my lip, pulling it down slightly, "keep your friends close, and your enemies closer" my face felt on fire as i felt her thumb sink into my mouth, my eyebrows furred, looking up to her, as her thumb was in my mouth, "shit, i wonder what else that mouth can do" she whispered to herself, but i obviously heard, i felt like i could collapse, my hand that was on the bed moved to her hand that was on my theigh, i opened my legs a little bit wider, pushing her hand down

i watched as she pulled her thumb out, keeping her hand on my theigh, she slipped out of her shoes, and pulled mine off. next thing i know her hands were on my face and she had her tongue shoved deep into my throat, my head pressed into the pillow as she was ontop of me, the sudden contact made me moan.

she moved her hands on my waist and pulled me closer to her front, i moaned into it, my hand found its way to her hair, i pulled at it, i didnt expect anything, but i heard her let out a breathy moan into my mouth, i pulled away, my ears blessed, i felt a puddle in my underwear, "please ellie"

she looked at me with the same eyes she had the whole night, the same eyes shes been giving me ever since we met. and i finally recognized what the emotion was. lust. pure, lust.

"please ellie, i need you" i whinned, i grabbed her hand and shoved it up my skirt, her fingertips dancing against my clothed slit was enough to make me whine, "please" i breathed, ellies face was red, "fuck" she gulped, and leaned back in to kiss my lips, her hand resting on my inner theigh, she trailed her lips to my neck, i turned my head to give her more access, my back arched as she kissed the right spot and pressed her hand under my shirt to my unclothed boob, and slightly bit my skin "please, ellie, i cant wait any longer, i need you" i rolled my head back

"be patient princess" she said in a seductive voice, which only made me less patient, she pulled away, hands now at the hem of my shirt, i sat up lfiting my arms helping her pull it off of me, "shit" ellie breathed, her eyebrows were furred, hair messy, cheeks red, lips plump, she looked so beautiful, so fucking hot.

after she stared at me, she pulled in and began kissing my chest, leaving a trail of love bites, she got to the hem of my skirt, pulling it off my legs, she pressed soft kisses until she got to my clothed clit, "fuck.. ellie i need you, please, ill do anything, please" i whinned, my hand gripped to her hair, "i know baby, ill make you feel good" ellie spoke as she pulled off my underwear with eye contact

i felt really vulnerable, i was completely naked underneath her as she straddled me completely clothed, and normally i topped, but there is no way i would be able to top ellie so i let it happen

ellie moved lower and lower till her lips pressed softly to my clit, i was so sensitive that i couldnt help but squirm my hips up, ellie forcefully pushed my theighs down and held them there, "stay fucking still brat" she said harshly, i narrowed my eyes down to look at her cold gaze, a smirk formed her face before she dove back in

she decided to tease me, kissing my inner theigh, "ellie c'mon" i whispered, trying to not move my hips, she ignored me and continued to press soft kissed to my theighs, her hands wrapped around my legs holding me still

ellies eyes were closed as she kissed me, i took that as an opportunity to sneak my hand to my private, gliding my fingers to my slit, but before i could really do anything, ellies hand gripped my wrist and slammed my hand against the bed, her grip tightened as she stared coldly at me, "touch yourself or move one more time, and im leaving" she said, her voice stern, i let out a breath feeling intimidated under her gaze, giving her a shakey nod

her face softed as she saw my reaction, "i- is this too far?" she asked softly, i very quickly shook my head, "no, please dont stop" i murmered out, knowing a quick head shake was probably too little for her, she tucked hair behind my ear, "tell me what you want baby" she whispered nicely, completely opposite to her harsh voice calling me a brat a few minutes ago, "go down on me please ellie, o- or anything- just touch me" i whinned, her look turned back to her confident smirk, she licked her lips looking down at me before she sunk back down and pressed her tongue to my wet folds, gliding it up, she put her tongue back in her mouth letting herself taste me, "mmhm, shit you taste good" she rolled her eyes, leaning her head back a bit and i swear to god i could have came right there.

ellie brought her head back down letting her tongue glid against me some more, my breathy moans filling the room as she pushed her tongue deep into me, my hand gripped the bedsheets, i wrapped my legs around ellie trying to get her closer

"harder.." i whispered my hand finding its way to ellies hair, she complied, moving her tongue faster and deeper, "more ellie.. please" i moaned, ellie slipped one of her fingers into me, moving along with her tongue, "mmfph" i moaned, rolling my head back onto the pillow, mumbling nonsense, i couldn't help but rock my hips, grinding onto her face, moving against her tongue and finger, she began to move her faster, suddenly adding another finger, i gripped her hair harder, ellie moaned against me, vibrating my core, causing me to grind even harder and squeeze her hair harder, anytime i tugged ellies hair i would feel her moan against me, so i made sure to keep on tugging

as i felt myself get higher, i couldnt even get words out, only high pitched squeels, i felt myself tighten and right as i poured out, ellie pulled out, licking my dripping cunt clean, i was out of breath, still trying to get over the orgasm,

"all fours" she licked her lips, i did what she said, finding the strength to flip myself over, and sit on my knees and hands, back arched and ass in the air, on full display for the girl behind me.

"shit.. look at you, you'd do anything for me, wouldnt you?" she growled, "anything.." i moaned, ellies fingers slammed back into me, making my eyes roll back, arching somehow more

"cant believe you were gonna go and fuck jason.." ellie growled form behind me, fingers slamming deeper, "such a fucking slut.." she whispered, i then felt a sudden sharp pain on my ass, i moaned at the pain and at her fingers curling, "you like that?" i could hear her smirk, she smacked me again, i tried to hold my moan back to not satisfy her, but it was near impossible, "jason couldnt make you feel like this, could he?"ellie questioned, adjusting my legs for me to get her fingers deeper in me, pumping her fingers deeper and faster, at a very hard paste, i tried to answer but her fingers were a bit distracting

"i asked you a fucking question!" she smacked me again, "who the fuck do you belong to?" she yelled, "ellie! i belong to ellie" i moaned loudly, feeling my stomach come to a not, "such a good girl" ellie grunted, i felt myself freeze and could feel myself dripping down my leg, ellie contuined, overstimulating me, making my legs shake and tremble

she came to a stop, i could feel her warm fingers collect all my juices that had fallen, i let myself collapse onto my back, i made eye contact with her as she sucked onto her fingers with a smirk, "you really do taste good princess"

[mxnae]

Late Nights, Writers Block, & Apologies

A/N: this story belongs to mxnae on Tumblr, please do not repost it as your own.

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Pairing: jack harlow x fem!reader

Genre: fluff, imagine

summary: you wake up at 2am alone in bed, looking around trying to find where Jack might be she finds their bedroom door cracked with light coming into the room. walking out of your room and wandering around, you find Jack in his studio with a pen and his notebook in front of him along with his face in his hands. he storms out leaving you upset, will he apologize?

you jolt awake, possibly from a bad dream. when she reaches over to feel for her beloved boyfriend, she feels his side is empty. 'hm' she thinks, wondering where her beloved boyfriend is.

walking to the sliver of light coming from the hallway, leaving the room in only her boyfriend's oversized 'Harlow' sweatshirt and some cheeky underwear, you make your way out of your shared bedroom on the hunt for her boyfriend.

after checking the living room, Jack's mancave, and the kitchen, you make your way to the only other place Jack could be; his studio.

"Baby?" you asked knocking softly on the door already cracked open with light coming from inside. She immediately sees Jack in distress.

"my love, whats the matter?'' she asked going to sit in the second chair beside jack, removing his hands from his once convered face. once his hands are moveed, she can see he's in tears. "oh baby'' she says getting into his lap as he holds her close, breaking down in her arms.

you noticed the trash can that was previously emptied was now full of balled pieces of paper, he was having writer's block.

"i cant do this anymore'' he says with slight anger.

"baby you know you dont have to do it all by yourself, you have urban and your entire team.'' you say attempting to comfort him the best you can as you move back into the nihgbooring chair to look at him face to face.

"what dont you understand y/n, i DONT NEED THEM!" jack yells grabbing his keys and storming out of the room. you stay put, in disbelief that hed ever raise his voice at you knowing what you've been through.

you immediately breakdown, going straight into your shared bedroom and locking yourself inside. engulfing into tears, upset that he'd lash out let alone at you. you never planned on leaving that room, ever again.

later that day...

'girl, you have to get up." Neelam says as shes repeated for the last few hours. its now 2 pm and youve yet to sleep. she used the key jack gave her icase of emergencies.

"but he doesn't love me anymore, why would he do that.." you say breaking down every word, you believed there was no purpose at this point. once Neelam gave up, you just curled up and slowly fell asleep.

Several times during your slumber you received multiple calls from Neelam, urban, and Jack. you declined every single one. yet this time you answered when Urban called.

"what urban" you say lowkey annoyed as you situate yourself on your bed.

"Jack's on his way back. hear him out, give him a chance.'' he says in a pleading voice, hoping to not have his favorite couple including you who is a sister to him, and Jack who is his childhood best friend, break up.

"I guess I can but you know how getting yelled at affects me urb," you say as he agrees. "I got to go, he's here," you say as your home security system alerts you that the garage door has been open, you both say your goodbyes as you hang up.

knock knock. "Baby?" Jack whispers at the door, attempting to open it, yet to find it locked. you get up open the door and immediately engulf him in a hug.

"I was so worried about you'' you say as you pull away from him yet your emotions change almost immediately "I'm still very mad at you tho," you say turning away from him and getting onto your shared bed.

"I know my love and I'm sorry, so very sorry," he says following behind you before grabbing your face so that you look at him.

"You're mine and im yours, im sorry I yelled. I know that can affect you in ways unimaginable." he says shedding a small tear, you quickly wipe it away.

"I accept your apology, but now you owe me a fuck tone of cuddles," you say making grabby hands at him as he quickly takes his shoes off and joins you lying down.

[yourtouchismidas]

Fic idea

how would Matty respond if teenage Gigi came home drunk and he had to look after her. Maybe he doesn’t want to give her into trouble so she is scared of him and thinks she can’t tell him stuff but he wants her to be safe

the first sign that gigi is in trouble when she rings him, other than the time being 2am, is that she calls him daddy.

"daddy?" she says on the phone when he picks up, before he has even had chance to speak. she hasn't called him that since... well ever really. he's always been dad. or matty. or matthew.

"gi, what's wrong?" he says, shooting up and out of bed. gigi is supposed to be at a sleepover at her school friend claire's house. she is fifteen years old, just turned.

"i've made a mistake daddy," she says. her voice slurs. his heart is in his throat. then he hears her throw up on the other side of the line, fainter, away from the phone. someone, some people, laugh and jeer in the back ground.

"gigi where are you, baby? where are you?" matty yells down the phone, pacing, running his hands through his hair. he has already shoved on some trackies but his feet and chest are still bare. you wake up in bed, and start panicking, asking what is wrong. matty snaps at you, tells you to wait, holds a hand up. you are yelling at him that that is your baby. he isn't responding.

"gigi!" he is yelling down the phone, "gigi! august!"

"yeah, i'm here. i'm here," her muffled voice reappears. she starts crying. "i'm so sorry dad. i'm so so sorry."

"honey ,where are you?"

"claire's. she had a party. i'm so so sorry."

"what have you had, gi?"

"just like shots and stuff," gigi says.

"nothing else? it's okay baby you can tell me. just please tell me okay so i can help you."

"nothing else."

you are clutching matty's arm and so he turns to you and mouths, "drunk" and then strokes your face quickly as an apology, his heart rate slowing in his chest as he realises it might not be as bad as he first thought.

"right, stay on the phone my love, i'm coming to get you."

he holds the phone in one hand while he shoves on trainers and a shirt. you talk to gigi, saying its okay, and she starts sobbing.

"i didnt want mum to know, dad, i didnt want mum to know!"

"it's okay darling, i'm not mad okay. i just want you home safe."

matty gets in the car and drives over to claires. he keeps gigi on the phone the whole time, getting her to confirm she is okay, which is all she can really do right now, as everything else comes out slurred. when he pulls up to claire's, there is music blasting in the house, kids are out on the lawn and there is laughter and yelling everywhere. gigi is sitting on the pavement, eyes running with make up, hair everywhere. she has a bag in front of her, holding it in case she is sick again.

"oh baby," he says, running to her, "oh my sweet baby."

"daddy i'm sorry," she says, looking at him.

"oh honey it's okay," he says. he runs his fingers over her forehead to get the hair out his eyes. "your dad is experienced in this kind of thing, ey? you're just gonna feel rough for a while."

gigi moans.

"where are your friends, baby?"

she shrugs.

"so..." matty looks around at the house, at the pavement, empty except for them. "...so they left you out here? noone came out to make sure you were okay?"

he can feel the anger seeping into his voice. he never like that snot nosed little claire. bossing gigi around, making snide comments. and now this.

"dad," gigi says, looking up at him, "let's just go."

"they just left you out here? no one came to check on you?"

"it's fine," gigi says.

"no it aint fine!" he yells, "they call themselves your friends and they can't even stay with you?"

"let's just go. i wont hang out with them anymore okay, i dont want to. just take me home?"

matty already has his phone out.

"yeah police, thanks. i need to report a party with underage drinking. thank you."

gigi groans. he gives them the address and starts helping her into the car, whispering to her that she is going to have some water and a sleep and then a movie day and she is going to feel much better. someone starts laughing behind them, near the house.

"look at gigi healy!" a boy says, "can't handle the drink and has to be rescued by daddy. rock star daddy."

"not very rockstar of you gigi" another boy yells. gigi closes her eyes. tears roll down her cheek. matty watches. then turns.

"oi!" he yells. he is storming over before he can stop himself, "think you're dead funny do you? think you're smart? you're just a fucking ugly little shit who doesnt deserve to be ten miles from my daughter okay. now i'm sorry your mummy and daddy dont love you enough to give a flying fuck where you are, but i'm taking my daughter home and i'm shutting this whole thing down."

"aw what?" someone from the doorway says. the boys matty has just yelled at are stunned silent.

"that's right!" matty yells, marching up to the person in the doorway and then peering in. "if you cant fucking look after each other. you dont deserve to party. that's fucking basic etiquette. clearly you dont fucking know anything."

he turns to leave.

"you're like twelve years old. all of you. go read a fucking book for gods sake."

him and gigi are driving home quietly.

"sorry for that," he says, rubbing his hands over his face. "i hope i havent made it weird with your friends."

"they're not my friends," gigi says, "not the ones you yelled at anyway."

"nah, they're shit."

they drive quietly for a bit longer.

"thanks dad," gigi says, almost a whisper. he puts a hand on her leg.

"you need me baby, i'm there."

when he pulls up in the driveway, gigi gets a text.

"oh no," she says, "they're yelling at rosie now because she is my friend. and gemma. they can't even get home because their parents don't know."

and that is how gigi ends up in bed, you watching over her, and matty ends up ferrying back and forth to the now shut down party, giving a bunch of teenage girls a lift home.