#its her hand in the second pic <3

[arcane-shadow]

This fucking guy

[casualavocados]

marcille hair appreciation post because she's sooooooo cute (chapters 1-29)

[ghostfacd]

YES I KNOW THAT HE’S MY EX! | TOM BLYTH

pairing. tom blyth x fem!actress!reader

summary. you knew tom was your ex, and that you should probably stay away, but that’s never stopped you before

part 1 | installment of this au (please read for more context!)

ynuser :)

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user1 im loving the aesthetic

user2 THE BIKINI TOP IS SO CUTE

user3 put them toes awayyyy

rachelzegler i pay attention to things that most people ignore (this isn’t your car.)

➥ user4 PLEASE?? not rachel using yn’s own lyrics on her

➥ user5 IS THIS TOM’S CAR??

user6 i may be delulu but those r tom blyth’s mfing hands.

user7 he has her hair tie on; i repeat, tom blyth literally has yn’s hair tie on

When Tom had messaged you saying he wanted to talk, no matter how much you knew it was a bad idea, you decided to agree to it anyway.

The breakup had ended pretty badly. Although it was an agreement between you and Tom, that didn’t mean that’s what the both of you truly wanted.

The reason the two of you broke up in the first place was that Tom was talking too much about your future, which wasn’t a bad thing — but it overwhelmed you. You weren’t ready to settle down, not yet, at least. You and Tom had only been dating for a few months, and although it was all sweet and loving, you knew that getting engaged this early was like asking for a disaster to strike.

He was upset. Clearly. He loved you, you loved him, so why was it such an inconvenience for you to agree to take the leap in your relationship? That caused a blown out argument between you two, and by the end of it, you had agreed breaking up was the right thing.

You had a acting and music career to focus on, and Tom had an acting career that was just at the beginning of its success. You felt that it wasn’t right to put a distraction into his life.

“Is this a bad idea?” You ask breathlessly as you pull away from the kiss. You can’t help but stare into Tom’s eyes, which held a language of their own.

“Maybe,” he says, wiping the corner of your mouth. “But who cares?”

Who cares. Right. Well surely, it was a bad idea to meet up with your ex, much less kiss him, and although alarms were baring in your head that you probably shouldn’t—you go in for a second kiss, this time, Tom doesn’t let you go, cradling you close to his body.

“I don’t care if you don’t want to take the next step in our relationship, I’m fine if you’re not ready yet. I just want you, okay?”

And how could any girl possibly reject Tom Blyth when he’s begging so prettily? Certainly not you.

tomblyth and ynuser both posted an instagram story !

ynsbiggestfan THE GIRLS AND I AFTER SEEING THE STORIES ON INSTA

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user8 IM ACTUALLY DYING BC NO WAY WAS THAT A COINCIDENCE

user9 they’re connected they cant be far away from each other

user10 she’s my Heather 💔💔

➥ user12 fr i wish tom was that inlove w me

user13 so this is why rachel said that wasn’t yn’s car

➥ user14 ITS ALL MAKING SENSE NOW

sean.kauf photo dumpy

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ynuser pic creds ?? 🤬

➥ sean.kauf 🤓🤓

user15 wait im confused, is she together with tom again or is she with sean..

user16 Ykw i cant even be mad, if i was as hot as yn, i’d have two bfs too!

➥ user17 REAL SHIIT

tomblyth fun fact: the 2nd pic is sean third wheeling after forcing me and yn to speak to each other

➥ user17 TOM CONFIRMED IT IM DEAD

user18 all the yn haters must feel stupid asf rn after accusing yn of being with sean

➥ user19 literally cause all 3 of them are literally close 😭😭 like why would sean date yn, he’s literally friends with tom

user20 if yn isn’t dating sean let me have him omg

ynuser yes i know that he’s my ex but can’t two people reconnect !!!!!

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user21 this took the cake.

user22 time to cry again bc tom blyth is off the market

user23 she got him wrapped around her finger FR

user24 THE THIRD PIC OF THEM 🥹🥹

user25 THE CAPTION OUUU GIRLY IS BRAVE

tomblyth i only see you as a friend (the biggest lie i’ve ever said)

➥ user26 I CHOKED

➥ user27 THEIR SOCIAL MEDIA MANAGERS ARE CRYING RN

[quaintii]

Across the Street

Part 1

Summary: It's been a couple weeks since a new family moved in, across the street. You go pay them a visit with an offer.

Warnings: no smut yet... just some build-up. Miguel x f!reader (I got the pic from Twitter, the @ is @kimmy_arts0912!!) also sorry that its hella long, plot ykk (pls read a/n at end!)

Part 2 <-

Part 3 <-

On a Sunday afternoon, you decided to go out with your friends at the mall. You hear a knock on front your door and open it. "Hey! I came here early again, didn't I?" Your friend said "Hey Ash! You motion your hand inside your house.

She takes a seat on the couch, smiling and giggling. "Heyy, why are you like that?" You furrow your eyebrows together with a grin on your face, giving her some juice.

You jolt as she stands up quickly and grips your shoulders.

"Did you see that guy across the street?!" She fans herself with her hand, exaggerating and giggling. You raise your eyebrows, not knowing who she's talking about. "No..., why? You like him?" You nudge her shoulder with yours in return. "A man like that.. can fuck my brains out!" She exclaims.

You quickly slap her thigh in response, getting a groan from her. "Fuck you do that for?!?" "My parents are home! You mumble. In shock, she covered her mouth with her hand. A few seconds later, you hear a ring from the front door.

You open your door to your whole friend group, the 5 of you in total. You greet them all in and spend a couple minutes inside before heading to the car altogether, carpooling.

"Hurry up!" One of your friends yell at the other one. Your eyes avert to what Ashley was talking about earlier, you see a big U-haul truck with multiple men pulling out furniture.

None seemed to be the man your friend described until you see a man from the huge window pane talking and motioning his hands where to place the furniture. Seems like your friend wasn't exaggerating at all. He wore a black button up shirt, some buttons loosened on top. Adjourned with some dark grey work pants that fit between some-what tight and loose.

What really caught your eyes were his glasses, sitting perfectly on his nose bridge. As he looked around his surroundings, he caught your gaze and gave a small grin. You snap out of it and return back to reality and enter the backseat, engine starting and loud booming music playing.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ ~

You sit down with your legs crossed over the other, waiting for the waiters to take the group's orders. You rest your chin on your palm, sighing. One of your friends seem to notice.

She touches your shoulder, "Something up?" She asks. You nod your head, resting it on her shoulder. "Yeah... my parents told me I have to start paying rent to stay at the house." You let out another breathy sigh. "I mean I don't even know how I'm going to manage when I'm focusing on paying back my student debt from last year and with my one job not being enough.." You muttered softly.

Your other friends eavesdrop and reassure that it'll be fine and to not pressure yourself into becoming a total workaholic. you let out a small laugh and the waiter finally heads towards your table.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ ~

The next morning you wake up with a bad hangover, only remembering your friends' went to a club and its a blur after that.

You get up and change your bed sheets and take a relaxing shower. As your in your bed with your laptop working on your AP classes, your mom barged in.

"Get your ass up and do something! I'll be making you pay rent by the end of the month!" She raised her tone at you, annoying your peace.

"Mom, I'm already busy with paying my student debt from last year with my on-going job right now!" You exclaim back. "I've applied to other places for a job, they keep rejecting me." Your mom gave you nothing but a scoff and a cold glare. "Are you positive you've looked everywhere for a job nearby?!" She stepped into your room further.

You nod your head, annoyed how she always had an attitude with you.

"Well it looks like you didn't look close enough, the new neighbor across the street is looking for a babysitter." She said while touching your posters, eyeing the window.

"How do you know?" You asked. "He posted an obvious sign outside his front yard 3 days ago." Your mom sighed. "Look.. just give that one a try or move somewhere else with your friends." She's finally out of your bubble.

You groan and place your head on your laptop as you closed it. You slip into your shoes and head downstairs and walk across the street. "Seriously, what a nagging bitch.." You mumble under your breath and ring the doorbell.

The door opens sooner than you expected, facing a tall figure towering over you. It's him.

"May I help you, Ms?" He raised his eyebrow, expecting a response from you.

Finally being infront of him hit you like a stone brick, your vocal chords thrown out the window. You clear your throat. "Good morning, I don't mean to be a bother to you but I heard you're wanting a babysitter..?"

"Oh yeah, that reminds me..are you available later in the afternoon? If not, tomorrow if you're not." He gave off a small smile. "For afternoon, yes but if you don't mind me asking what for?"

"Oh sorry," he places one of his hands on his hip, other on the back of his neck. "For an interview, just want to do a small background check, that okay with you?" He tilts his head to the slide, letting a subtle smile stretch across his lips.

You nod and shake his head, heading back home.

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You walk up to his door to knock and check your phone. 4:05 p.m. You avert your eyes at him as he opens the door, smiling and greeting you inside. Miguel remains standing while you take a seat. He looks at you, studying your face, your movements, and the way you sit down. Once you make yourself comfortable, he sighs, looking away.

"Can I take a look at that?" He asked and you slide the folder file his way. He nods a couple times as he flips through the papers and starts typing on his computer.

"Do you have any experience with taking care of babies?"

He asks quietly.

"Yeah, I always babysat when I was in highschool."

He nods, seeming satisfied with the answer you gave. Miguel was quiet for a few moments, his mind going over a few things. He eventually speaks, and when he does, his voice sounds almost like a whisper.

"Could I trust you with taking care of my daughter then? With her safety and everything?"

He was quiet again.

"She's... very precious to me. I don't want her to get hurt."

"Yes of course! I would gladly take great care of her for you sir." You responded politely.

"Very well then."

He remains silent, looking at you for a moment longer, thinking about what to say next. The man then nods and starts talking again.

"She's five, and her name is Gabriella. She's a little angel... and she's mine."

Miguel took a breath and sighed, rubbing his face.

"She'll be home in a couple hours; I'll be gone..she's at her mother's house right now. I was planning on telling her that she'll have a babysitter, so she'll be excited."

He starts walking but then stops again. He then looks at you again and nods, as if he was thinking of something.

"Oh, I just need to set some rules and expectations for you to stick by, if you don't mind."

Miguel waits for you to acknowledge his words.

Your face turns a soft red, "Sorry, I was just spacing out but yeah of course." You smile back.

Miguel chuckles when you say you space out, and nods to acknowledge your answer.

"That's completely fine."

"First rule; you're responsible for her safety while I'm gone. No strangers can come in and stay, no party, etc." He seems to be thinking of more rules to add, taking a moment.

"Second; be nice to her. She's young and is easily scared or sad. So be kind."

He nods as if he finished, but then goes silent again.

"Third; no boys allowed without my permission. It's a rule for everyone, honestly." You continuously agree to his terms.

Miguel nods, still looking at you. His eyes seem to take a quick glance down at your clothes, studying you once again. He seemed to stare at your body as his gaze moved across your clothes; he didn't care that he was staring at you.

"I think that's it. Any questions?" "Nope!"

"Very well." Miguel nods, as if he was satisfied with the answer you gave.

"Then you will begin your babysitting job tonight when Gabi is here..." He pulls his cell phone and looks at the time on the screen before looking back at you.

"...in 2-3 hours. She'll be excited to see you, so make sure to make her smile." Miguel smiles at you and nods once again.

Miguel's eyes go back to your body, his gaze slowly moving across your curves from top to bottom. He then looks away.

"You will also find two numbers on the fridge; mine and the number for our family doctor. They are for emergencies."

Miguel then crosses his arms.

"That's all I have to say. Gabriella will be here in two hours. She'll knock three times before entering, okay?"

"Got that," you noted mentally.

Miguel nods one more time. "Alright, I'll be gone then. Don't worry, Gabriella is very easy to take care of."

He smiles and starts walking to the front door again. Before leaving, he waits to see if you had anything to add.

"See you tomorrow then Ms." You shoot a smile at him and head to the door first, which unexpectedly you stumble over a Barbie doll car. You stop from tripping onto your knees as you feel calloused hands brush over your waist, slightly gripping onto your skin. His hands around your waist made you shiver, the small skin to skin contact emitting some heat to your core.

You regain your posture quickly, embarrassed of yourself. "I'm sorry.." You blurt out. "Its fine really, Gabi tends to leave a trail of her toys around the house", he laughs lightly. "Ah okay...see you tomorrow then Mr.." You wait for his response. "Mr. O'Hara is fine." He says before shutting the door.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚

a/n: srry its pretty long, you guys can tell me down in the comments if you want a part 2 or if you'd like this to be a slow burn but somewhat fast? leave any tips!! ty :3

EDIT: PART 2

[ltbunny]

creepy, pervert, boyfriend Mactavish is my roman empire

(fat reader because I'm feral and soap would little gnaw on your tummy like a chew toy [he loves you], excuse my grammar, English is my first language, I'm just bad at it)

CW: dub con-ish, unsolicited pics, consensual somnophillia,

Definitely sends pictures of you to the group chat cause he's so smug about having you,

Soap🧼

look at my bonnie baby

*attachment photo*

2:43am

its a picture of you sleeping against his chest, cuddled up, the flash of the camera in the dark room catching your back rolls and ass, his hand groping your ass and Johnny's smug grin in the back, somewhat visible but really not the center frame.

He sends another attachment, his mouth on your tits as he grins in the camera again, centre frame with your chest this time, maybe even a little video of him sucking your tits while you stir in your sleep, making little noises that go straight to his dick (and gaz's. he's the only other one up right now. simon and price wake up at 5am, they'll see it later)

He always sends more than he intended, but he can't help it, especially when he knows the boys like the pictures too. You're so soft and pliant when you're asleep, letting him spread your legs with ease, no panties, soap convinced you to let his second favourite girl (debatable) breathe, no panties on at night, same goes for his lil swimmers.

You said it was okay....right?

Yeah.

He can use you when you're sleeping, as long as he doesn't yowl like an animal and fuck you awake every night, once in a while is fine, he gets it, he's loud and he wants his pretty girl to have her beauty sleep but its been like 4 days and his cock is hard. Four days is long enough.

He looms over you and strokes his hard cock over your pussy, breathing heavy, his eyes never leaving your soft peaceful face, cooing nasty words with a soft voice.

And.... maybe the sleeping arrangements are fine, but the pictures aren't really... discussed... but that's just for him and the boys. You'll never find it anyway. What you don't know can't hurt you. The group chat could have confidential information! That's what he told you. He lets you go through whatever you want on his phone, nothing to hide, no girls, no cheating, expect his little hen. He says the gc, 'one-four-one', could have sensitive work stuff in it, and obviously, you trust him. You never peer or peak in the group chat. (Not like it has any top secret messages anyway. Why would anyone send confidential information in a whatsapp group chat? Silly girl, he muses, at least this way she won't see anything in the group chat..)

"Fuck, mo luaidh, ye so fucking sexy for me, even when all ye doing is breathing, it's like ye wan' me to cum all over that pretty pussy, your tits are going up and down, doll, fuck you want me to suck em again that bad?"

He grins manically to himself, leaning down and sucking your nipple again, groaning, stroking his cock faster, wanting to cum all over that pussy, it's been a while since you've shaved and he loves it, makes the cum stick better. He leads the tip down to your clit, shuddering at the warmth on his tip, rubbing it along the clit.

Cums right there, on your pussy and outside too, some splattering up to your soft tummy, he grins and snaps another pic.

Soap🧼

Call me Picasso cause i just made some art

*attachment photo*

3:08am

Gaz🧢

Fucking beaut

Get it pumped as the Scottish say

3:09am

He grins at Gaz's text and throws the phone off to the side. He ain't done yet.

(Price and Ghost have Samsing you can't convince me otherwise, soap probably has a fucking Huawei but let's just settle with iPhone for now, Gaz has an iPhone and a burner phone)

(You wake up sticky, covered in dried and some globs of cum and with a weird, salty taste in your mouth, you groan and roll your eyes)

[noyasmashing]

hellooo, i don't know if you do requests but ive been REALLY wanting to see this fiction come to life:

frat boy suna x nerd reader. they meet at a frat party when reader joins the blunt rotation going on. as things progress, suna enexpectedly gets the best sex he's ever had after being ridden on by the reader for the first time.

me oh my, this idea has me foaming at the mouth, thank you for the request ;3

Dom!reader x Sub! Suna

CW: p in v sex, unprotected sex, smoking and alcohol, degrading (slut is used a lot), cream pie, nudes?? (reader takes a pic of suna at the end)

The bass thumped through the air, mingling with the buzz of voices and laughter. Amidst the lively crowd, you stood slightly out of place, clutching your drink and feeling a bit overwhelmed by the pulsating energy around you. As a dedicated nerd and bookworm, social gatherings like this were definitely outside your comfort zone.

You watched from a distance as a group of slightly familiar college kids passed around a joint, their laughter echoing over the music. One of your many tipsy friends giggled noticing your stare. Firmly gripping your wrist as a smile tugged at her lips, “You want a hit?” She asked playfully, forcing to two of you to the small group gathered by the sofa.

“Heyyy, do you guys mind if we join?” She asked without a hint of nervousness, while you stood there, rather awkwardly.

One of the well known Miya twins immediately began flirting with your friend making you scoff. Looking at the sea of faces, one of the guys, with a mop of dark hair who you could have sworn was on the volleyball team caught your eye.

"Come on, [Name], loosen up and take a puff!" your friend encouraged, nudging you forward. Taking the half-smoked roll into your hand and feeling its warmth, you gently pressed it to your lips and sucked in.

After inhaling deeply, you briefly shut your eyes to savor the drugs effects before reopening them to meet those familiar yellow ones through your lengthy lashes. After passing the joint to the random person next to you, Suna spoke up in his usual monotone voice.

"I haven't seen you around before. You new here?" His eyes held a hint of curiosity as he glanced at you. You shook your head,

"Nah, I'm just don’t see the fun in parties," you replied, a smile forming on your lips, but it's not the usual grin Suna witnesses on the faces of the girls he typically charms. It's the type of smile he recognizes on the court, one that spells trouble.

"I'm Suna. And who might you be, baby?" he introduced himself, switching to his typical flirty voice - the one he reserves for girls. It's a tone that never fails to drive them wild and have them begging for him to fuck them in a matter of seconds.

But you, you couldn’t help rolling your eyes at his rather forward question, tipping your head back to finish off your drink before wandering off, hopefully to find something better to do.

You glanced over to see your friend practically making out with Osamu, already feeling ready to head home since you had plenty of homework to finish. As you put on your jacket and headed towards the door, you suddenly came face to face with the familiar dark-haired boy.

"Ready to leave, baby?" he asked, his well-built figure leaning towards you. You couldn't help but let out a laugh, a faint blush appearing on his handsome face.

"Why would I ever let you near me with that over used, excuse for a dick? I have no interest in dirty, worthless sluts like you."

"What did you just call me?" However, his reply lacked any form of retaliation. In fact, he sounded rather turned on.

You flash that menacing smile once more, leaning in closer so he could catch a whiff of your strawberry perfume. Slowly and deliberately, you repeat your words to him,

"Dirty. Worthless. Slut."

You tried to blame it on the weed, you really did, but you knew one hit couldn't have caused this. You found yourself sitting on his meaty thighs, his sweaty palms gripping your waist tightly.

Your lips crashed against his, his tongue exploring your mouth eagerly. Breaking away for a moment, he panted heavily while you smirked down at him.

"You're such a slut, Rin. Are you really going to hook up with someone you just met?" You scolded seductively. The heat in the room seemed to swell, making the atmosphere even more charged.

Despite your harsh words, Suna's body reacted to your degradation, thrusting up for more friction. He had been with countless women before, he watched squirm on his cock, and it bored him. He wanted something more, you were a challenge he couldn't resist.

You laughed at his pitiful state as he whispered, "I want to fuck you so badly." He couldn’t resist the embarrassment, hiding in the crook of your neck, his breath sending shivers down your spine.

"Maybe I'll let inside me if you're lucky," you teased, feeling his cock throb against you in response. But he wasn't about to give in so easily.

"Your the one who wanted to sit on top of me!" he argued, pulling away to meet your intense gaze. His brash words causing you to clench around nothing.

"Shut up, slut. Good boys don't speak unless I say so, got it?"

Your hands moved to his belt, unbuckling it and unzipping his baggy jeans. You could feel Suna's hips twitch as your hand brushed over his hard erection through his boxer briefs. He knew he must look pathetic, his cock eager and leaking precum, but he was finally turned on for the first time in awhile, and at the mere words you spoke.

Without even bothering to remove your skirt, you pushed your soaking wet panties to the side, ready to take his aching member inside you.

"Wait," he stammered, looking up at your half-lidded, seductive gaze that intensified his desire. "Don't we need..."

Instead of allowing him to finish, you lowered yourself onto his throbbing shaft, causing him to throw his head back with a moan. You attempted to laugh, but it emerged mostly as heavy pants of pleasure.

"Hmm. I don’t know you would worry about that sort of thing, I’m on birth control." you reassured him, though it diminished him slightly. Despite this, he couldn't help but thrust into you eagerly.

You mocked his helpless state, lifting your hips before swiftly driving them back down, fully engulfing him inside you.

"Aww, my little slut, you're getting excited, aren't you?" you taunted, maintaining your aggressive rhythm, which left his knuckles white and the tops of his ears red. He had never imagined his body would respond so intensely to something so humiliating. Yet here he was, already on the brink of climax.

"Y-yours?" he questioned at the possessive nickname, struggling to hold back his pitiful whines.

"That really does turn you on. I can feel you pulsing inside me," you replied, feeling his cock brushing against your tight walls, eliciting moans from both of you.

You placed your hands on his shoulders firmly, gaining more leverage to bounce up and down rapidly.

His face displayed intense pleasure, with half-lidded eyes, an open mouth filled with drool, staring up at you desperately.

Suna's heart raced so fast that he felt lightheaded. His back arched off the bed as waves of pleasure continued to crash over him.

"Let me come inside you, please. I-I want to fill you up," he desperately begged, his voice cracking with shameless desire.

"Alright, whore, I'll spoil you today, but don't get used to it," you coo’d, coaxing his orgasm out with steady, harsh thrusts that had him moaning loudly, oblivious to the people in the next dorm trying to sleep. He was too far gone to care, the sensation of filling you up while being degraded overwhelming him. Tears threatened to fall from his lashes as he whimpered even more.

You, too, felt the coil of pleasure unwind as you rode his trembling cock, releasing sharp grunts atop him.

You let him stay inside you as he recovered from the intense pleasure that overwhelmed him. Quickly you reached for his phone on the bedside table while his eyes remained closed, unaware of your actions. But the flash of his camera made those pretty eyes snap open in surprise as you captured a breathtaking photo of the scene before you.

“Send that to me, kay?”

Maybe parties weren't so bad after all, especially when they ended like this.

[luvhughes43]

the proposal & the engagement

[blake hughes au]

request(s): Nico and Blake. Can u do something where Nico ask her to marry him? Maybe when they win the Stanley cup? & Nico proposing to Blake! Maybe at the lake house or in Switzerland?

word count: 1.4k

the past few games were tight, and blake could feel the tension in her body as she watched the periods drag on. the devils needed this win to take the cup, and the energy in prudential echoed the importance of the game.

"i think i'm going to be sick," blake announces as nico jumps onto the ice in the third period. "we're so close," she says, squeezing the hands of jesper bratts girlfriend.

"i don't think i can watch," one of the other wags replies before throwing her hands up in front of her face.

before anyone else can succumb to their nerves, meier shoots the puck into the back of the net and the arena erupts into cheers. "theres still two minutes left!" blake shouts, locking arms with the girls beside her. they were all wrought with anxious nerves and energy, that the only thing they could think of doing was hold onto each other.

the rest of the game goes by quickly, and it's announced that the devils won the game. "they did it!" blake screams, jumping up with the rest of the girls. she quickly grabs her phone, making sure to take a quick few shots of nico and her brothers celebrating their win.

soon enough, blake and the families were brought onto the ice. there wasn't a second to congratulate her brothers before nico scooped blake up in his arms.

"we did it, schatz" nico beams with excitement as he hoists blake up into the air. she wraps her legs around his waist easily, the words "Hischier 13" proudly on display across the back of her jacket.

"i'm so proud of you," blake cries, pulling away from nico's neck to kiss him. "you played so good... i love you... that was so hot..." she speaks between enthusiastic kisses.

when they finally calm down a little and blakes set back on her feet, nico makes blakes heart start racing again. "marry me," he says simply, as if it's the most normal thing to ask after winning the stanley cup.

"what?" blake gasps, her hands never loosening from around his waist.

"marry me, please schatz" nico repeats, a doopy smile etched across his face.

blake squeals, and repeatedly nods her head in approval. "yes - yes of course i'll marry you!" she removes her hands from around his waist and instead places them on both sides of his cheeks. nico leans forward and softly kisses blakes pillowy lips before theyre dragged apart by excited family members - nobody but themselves aware of the proposal.

∞♡

a few days later, when they are no longer hungover and exhausted, blake brings up the proposal again. "you know, when you propose there's usually a ring..." she teases.

nico looks at her softly and blake swears she could melt with the intensity of his beautiful brown eyes. "it's coming, i have plans set up" he assures her, opening up his arms which she gladly walks into.

she lays her head on his chest, "a double proposal... this is very intense,"

"nothing but the best for you," he kisses the top of her head, ignoring the mess of suitcases and clothes strewn around their room for their upcoming trip to switzerland. "i can't wait to give you the ring," he kisses her again.

"i'm waiting happily.. just don't take too long. i cant wait to 'officially' be your fiancée," blake leans up to look nico in the eyes once more.

"you won't have to wait long, i'm too excited to be your fiancé" nico smiles.

∞♡

blake.hughes

📍 valais, switzerland

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blake.hughes sundays <3

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nicohischier waking up next to u is my favourite part of the day❤️🌞

jackhughes did not need to see the first pic but its nice that u two are having fun!

lhughes_06 sundays <3 at the lake house pls im bored

jackhughes missing ur dad ?

lhughes_06 that was a long time ago.. it's time we moved on

lucahischier no tag but im right there in the 2nd pic...

bestie ur glowing !!

user07 mom and dad are in switzerland🫡❤️

user51 she looks so happy ugh i will never get over them😭🫶

user23 the last pic.... ohhh blakes been feeding us for YEARSS

the first week in nico's hometown goes by in a blur. every relative, close friend, and neighbour wanted to congratulate nico and there were lots of catching up to do after the long and tiring season.

also, blake was proud to announce that her german speaking skills have gotten so much better of the course of the 4 years she and nico have been dating. it was relief knowing that she could keep up with his families conversations - even if she still wasn't the best speaker.

they had been so busy the first week that blake didn't notice her family suddenly going ghost for the 12ish hours it took to fly to switzerland. nor did she really notice the excited glances shared between nico's family as they wished them off on their hike.

∞♡

"nina's so sweet. she's been teaching me more german while you were hanging out with friends earlier and i really think i'm starting to understand better," blake explains as she trails behind an overly excited nico. "i just need to work on my speaking and pronunciation.. but each time i hear you guys talk i swear i'm getting it! i think by next summer if i keep practicing i'll be able to have full conversations,"

nico looks back at blake with nothing but pride. "i love you,"

she laughs, "i love you too?"

suddenly, they were both standing on top of a gorgeous mountain with the sun shining on both of them. as expected, blake steps forward to admire the view. "after all these years coming up here, i don't think i'll ever get used to it," she enthuses, and nico hums from behind her as he gets down on one knee.

"aw, nico look there's a dog all the way down there-" blake turns around and gasps. even though she was expecting another proposal with a ring this time, she's still surprised.

"blake, last time i wasn't as prepared as i shouldve been," nico chuckles nervously and blake giggles. "these last few years have been a dream and i can't imagine not waking up next to you or not wanting to spend all of my time with you. youre my best friend and i love you so much. will you officially agree to marry me?" nico asks, holding out the ring box and opening it slowly.

"of course i'll marry you," blakes voice is muffled as she drops her hands away from her mouth. "i love you so much," she cries, holding onto nico tightly when he finally stands up.

when they pull apart, he slides the beautiful gold diamond ring onto her finger.

∞♡

"congrats you guys!" jack shouts as soon as the front door of hischier house opens.

"youre here?" blake cries out, palms digging into her eyes as happiness floods through her.

"sweetie congradulations," ellen speaks softly into blake ear as she brings her daughter forward into a bone-crushing hug. "show me the ring," she asks happily, and blake gladly obliges.

"i can't believe you guys are all here," blake sniffles, looking up to see her brothers - trevor included - and her immediate family.

"i'd never miss your engagement goldie," trevor jokes as he slings an arm around blakes shoulders. "you did good," blake glances over at her fiancee who was talking animatedly with his friends and family - recounting the proposal to the fine details.

"i know," blake smiles sappily and turns to her oldest brother.

"i'm proud of you, goose" quinn teases but blake can see the tears lining his eyes. "you're so grown up now," he breathes out, pulling his sister into a hug that jack and luke aren't shy of joining.

over her brothers shoulders she spots her dad next to nico's and she excitedly flashes them her ring.

∞♡

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nicohischier my beautiful bride 💍 i love you ❤️

ninahischier love you two so much !!! congratulations💘

jackhughes brother in law secured

_quinnhughes congrats you guys!❤️

trevorzegras can't believe youre actually engaged (i was literally there) 😭😭😭

bestie i'm. sobbing. so. hard.

user09 did he propose while hiking?? omgg too cute😭

user63 OMFG?? OMFG??? OMFG???

user14 they're engaged😭😭😭

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[formulaa-1]

An Instagram with Max? Please?

(someone asked for a hard launch with max verstappen where everyone thought she was dating Charles so max sets the record clear I couldn’t find the request again :(! )

Instagram au 🔥

Fem!driver!reader x max verstappen

everyone thinks y/n,Ferraris golden girl is dating Charles,Ferraris golden boy... max is tired of it and decides to set the records straight.

y/nusername

y/nusername: wined n’ dined 🍷🍷

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y/nferrarigg7: THATS A MANS HAND ON THE WINE BOTTLE.

user29: CHARLES LIKED!! MAYBE ITS HIM???

user9303:I hope it is 😫 plus in Abu Dhabi they were celebrating together at a club and they’re always close so 😍😍😍

yourbestfriendsuser: glowing bébé🤩

y/nusername: je t’aime 🫶🏻

forzaferrarifan16: y/n…don’t be shy who’s with you 😁😏

fan20: IS THAT CHARLES???

username_: how tf are people guessing who it is.. you can hardly even see it plus whoever it is literally has a finger in the pic ?? I do hope it’s Charles tho 🤭

y/nandcha167: OH MY GOD IM SCREAMING !!!

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f1updatess: y/n posted this to her Instagram feed. Is she on a date with Charles leclerc ?

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y/nandcha167: he liked her post as well!🤞🏼

username_69: screaming. she’s not single anymore ?😫

user33: everyone thinks it’s Charles but what if it’s an opponent ??

username282: ENEMIES TO LOVERS

maxvertsppennnnfan33: kinda looks like maxs hand no?

chaeclair16: nah I think it’s Charles ,Ferraris golden girl and Ferraris golden boy ❤️makes perfect sense !

y/nusername’s story

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maxverstappen33: mine

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username294: MAX???AND Y/N????

y/nandcha167: WHAT?? I was convinced she was dating Charles :( but this does make sense

y/nusername: yours ❤️

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redbullracing: @ scuderiaferrari took ya girl ;)

scuderiaferrari: you wish

user33: I’m shocked 🤯

user_46: me and you both

maxandy/nfann: YES YES YES FINALLY😍

fan374: YOU SAW THIS COMING???

maxandy/nfann: the body language was so obvious in Abu Dhabi !! she was the first one to give him a hug and congratulate him❤️

fan374: HOW AM I ONLY JUST FINDING THIS OUT

fan36: the second pic. I’m dead.

y/nusername

y/nusername: my champion<3

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(AUTHORS NOTE- I hope this is what you were thinking of ,I don’t really like this one I feel like it’s a bit sloppy but I don’t wanna use any race pics since the 2023 season hasn’t started yet so I’m struggling a bit <3 )

[mamaestapa]

second hand smoke is fucking me up rn -

im hearing Luca ~ just soft like omg I love you sex

You’re Everything|| Luca Fantilli

• pairing: Luca Fantilli x Emma (aka the one and only Mrs. Hischier)

• summary: soft sweet sex with Luca

• warnings: SMUT! unprotected p in v sex (wrap before you tap!) hair pulling, some praise, luca being hot and sweet af, i think that’s all-

a/n: THIS IS FOR MY BESTIE...its mrs. hischiers bday!!! go show her some love, send her some pics of her men, its her day<3 i love you so much @emaanemaa🤍

Luca placed his hand on your thigh with a smirk plastered on his lips. His long, skilled fingers slowly trailed up your tummy before eventually resting on the side of your left breast. He reached around your back with one hand, unclasping your bra with ease. The black lace material fell from your chest, leaving you fully exposed for your boyfriend. You blushed as you saw Luca looking over your naked body laying underneath him. You were starting to grow bashful as his hazel eyes stayed glued to your figure. You tried to cover your most intimate areas from him, but Luca gently grabbed your wrists and shook his head.

It's not like he hasn't seen you naked before, but something about this specific time with Luca had you feeling a bit self conscious of you and your body.

"Don't." he said sternly, pulling your hands away from your bare breasts. HIs lips curled into a sultry smile. "There's no need to be shy, sweeheart. You look absolutely gorgeous."

Luca pulled his boxers down his long legs and threw them to the side of the bed with the rest of yours and his clothes. Your eyes fell to Luca's impressive erection. Lust filled your eyes as you eyed him, his doing the same as he eyed you. Luca leaned down to capture your lips in a soft, sensual kiss before he proceeded to ask that one question he always asked you during times like this.

"Is this OK?"

You nodded harshly, not able to wait anymore for the feeling of Luca inside you. Luca hovered over you, his chain dangling over your face as he gently grabbed your hand. He entwined his hand with yours, holding it as he kissed you with passion. Luca pulled away and lined his pelvis up with your entrance before carefully inserting himself into your dripping core. Luca thrusted into you, causing you to whine and make your hips jerk upwards at the sensation.

"O-Oh!" you gasped out at the pleasurable feeling of your boyfriend, "Fuck Luca."

Luca used a hand to grip your hips, trying to control your movements every time he trusted into you. Your nails clawed feverishly at his back as his thrusts grew more sensual and even deeper. You whimpered as Luca's cock pushed against your cervix, hitting that spot only he was able to achieve. You were overcome with a feeling of pleasure, something you hadn't felt in a while considering your boyfriend was away for a series of away games. Arching your back, you moaned out Luca's name as you grew overstimulated.

"Luca," you whimpered, making the boy above you groan. You bit back your moans as you continued. "S' too," you breathed out, "mhm, much."

"You can take it, beautiful." Luca grunted. He knew both of you were needy and deprived of eachothers touch; however, he made sure to be gentle with you. Luca was always gentle with you.

Your breathing picked up as you brought your hands up to Luca's head that was buried in the crook of your neck, sucking softly at the skin. You pulled on the strands of his messy head of dirty brown hair. Luca buried his face further into your neck, groaning softly. The vibration of his groan against your skin made your body jolt with pleasure. Both of your bodies molded together perfectly. It was like you were meant to be together, moving in perfect sync with the others movements.

You moaned as Luca picked up the pace of his thrusts. He took a hand away from your hips and grabbed your other hand. Luca was now holding both of your smaller hands in his as he made love to you.

"You're so beautiful." He said under his breath, "Taking me so well."

"Oh Luca," you moaned, your face contorting into that look of pleasure your boyfriend loved dearly. A bead of sweat trickled down Luca's forehead as he let out a grunt.

"God Emma," he said through gritted teeth as your walls clenched around his length, "you feel so good."

Your chest harshly heaved up and down as your breathing grew quicker with each thrust of his hips. You felt a familiar warmth pool in your belly. You were getting close.

"I'm so close." You whined as Luca thrusts sped up. He squeezed your hands gently as he kissed you passionately. Both of your moans filled Luca's bedroom as his hips pressed against yours.

"Luca," you whimpered into your boyfriend, "I'm gonna-mmh.” you moaned incoherently. Making Luca smirk as his chest heaved right along with yours.

"That's it," Luca grunted as he urged you to finish, "cum for me, sweets."

Luca moaned as your walls tightened around him, signaling that you were very close to coming down from your high. Within moments, you cried out in complete bliss as you came on your boyfriends cock. Luca's grip on your hands tightened as your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you were overcome with pleasure. Luca grunted as he thrusted into you a couple more times before he himself came. The two of you were now glistening and sticky with sweat. He leaned down and kissed your plump lips as you both caught your breath and came down from your high. Luca pulled away from your lips and rested his forehead on yours as you both recovered from your orgasm. Once Luca's breath evened out he pulled out of you and plopped down on the bed next to you

"That was amazing." you breathed out, chest still heaving. Luca chuckled, "You were amazing as always Emma." He leaned in to place a sweet kiss to your lips. Pulling away he loving gazed at you as he spoke, "The best I've ever had."

You blushed at his words. Luca always knew how to make you feel good. Luca opened his arms and gestured for you to come closer to him. You moved yourself closer to his body and curled up against him. You laid your head on Luca's chest as he draped his left arm around you and pulled the comforter over your naked bodies. You sighed in contentment as you listened to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

"I love you so much Luca."

"I love you more, pretty girl. You’re everything.”

hi loves!!

this is for my bestie, my platonic soulmate, one of the best writers on this app, the girl who made me buy lingerie and supports all my delulu: @emaanemaa. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVE!!! i hope you have the best day ever. i love you so much🤍🤍

i hope you all enjoyed this! this is my first time ever writing about luca, so i hope it was good for all you luca lovers ;)

more fics coming soon! as always, thank you for your love and support. you all mean so much to me☺️

[pondering-gales-left-orb]

when people ask "why is Mystra bland and Shar and Vlaakith are MASSIVE AND SLAYING HARD?" i want to screem

Ugh if i see that post criticizing Mystra for looking average compared to Shar or vlaakith reblogged one more time Im gonna scream fchgcg do you guys not understand the difference ?

I didn't expect to wake up today and be a Mystra defense attorney but yall need your perspective to be ripped wide open

disclaimer: this only goes as deep as the game lore the actual lore the game is based on is much more expansive and goes into detail about everything im about to quickly explain so i recommend reading it.

So first off all lets redefine your understanding of what Mystra is ,

She is magic, she is the weave, the very fabric of the weave is Mystra, when gale reached out to the purple light and said he can feel her he was not kidding he was literally holding a tiny fraction of her in his hand

All of the scenes that include the astral sea? all the flashes of magic all the outer planes scenes ? All the colors and twinkling? the setting itself? all of it is Mystra

its not made by her it IS her

when my guy Gale said we stand in the palm of Mystra he wasn't being poetic he was being literal the very fabric of the illusion he conjures is Mystra not from her but is her

(on a side note Gale is pretty much very literal in his words and what he tells you but people always brush that off as some scholarly exaggeration for some reason which is another post tbh)

What did you guys think the meaning of magic dying with Mystra's death and her having be reborn 3 times to bring it back to stability?? Its not only because she controls it but because she *is* it.

When you look at Scene that have her or the weave do not only recognize Mystra as the face you see but include the background, the lights, the colors, the magic, everything, if its hard to visualize just imagine the weave and the weave plane as an extension of her dress all of it just the fabric of her dress going on and on and on making everything around her and Gale.

like notice how Mystra physically is not in these pics but she still is because every flash of purple is a thread of her being

here when you look at her you probably only see her "human form" but expand your understanding to see her as the weave behind her the sparkles, and stars, the weave rain around her, the very floor she is standing on, the sky she is floating around in

Now onto the second point:

Why do Shar and Vlaakith present as these all powerful terrifying massive beautiful entities when needing to converse with their followers and Mystra presents as a regular woman ?

There are alot of points i can touch on that will explain there are a 100 reasons

But the main ones are Shar and Vlaakith NEED to intimidate their followers into recognizing them (in other words put the fear of god and anime into the hearts of people that look to them) because without this fear that they inspire they have no influence, they need to convince anyone that lays eyes on them that they are powerful from the very first glance, their power and influence depend on how much people fear them into submission.along side looking ethereal and menacing Shar uses pain and Vlaakith uses false godhood and rewritten gith history to achieve that . that's why they are beautiful and fearsome and massive and their temples/creche's are massive and grand Vlaakith's being on the highest mountain in the tallest building and Shar's gauntlet and house of pain being the deepest underground Structure to exist to the point that its a bit unbelievable (to the point that i had to pan with my camera outside around the mountain to see if its even plausible fhdjd) all of this is supposed to inspire absolute fear and submission into anyone that walks in makes them feel small and dominated by the goddesses power in a single instant so they can instantly gain control over them.

What about Mystra? What do we see she has in comparison?

We see Mystra only has her alter where its used for communication because that's all she needs... She doesn't need to prove her power she doesn't need to make people fear her she doesn't need submission and domination she doesn't need to be recognized because any magic wielding entity can just look into themselves and feel her threads inside of them can look around and feel her presence that's all she needs. And when she communicates with her weave users (what would be considered as her followers but not really) she needs to present an equal footing to them not a dominant one because she needs to discuss things, to reason, to convince them, not only because they are smart and powerful with or without her but because she has no say in what they do with the weave (as long as it doesn't ruin the balance) she cannot stop them or take it from them but she can persuade them to go a certain direction that's the extent of it. And that's why her alignment is neutral instead of evil even though we know she doesn't have the best actions and methods but she doesn't need to hurt people to gain power she simply... Is... And that gives her her power. (another side note this is also gale cant simply stop believing in her or abandon her worship or take of his earnings etc its not that simple as she is in the air he breathes yk)

[oliviajdjarin]

Sebastian Sallow: Metallic Blood, Lacewing Flies, and Frostbitten Air

Pairing: Sebastian Sallow x fem!ravenclaw!reader (she/her; afab) (house is only mentioned twice)

Summary: Sebastian has pushed it too far and can think of no other remedy than you.

Excerpt: "Do you honestly think I would not be able to answer Ravenclaw's precious riddle?" he questioned. You scoffed, reaching to your left to turn on your yellow-toned lamp resting on your bedside table, and Sebastian's body stiffened. You faced him, eyes widening, and hands coming over your once again wide open mouth. A gash - so deep, red, and bloody that the skin was separated in two- stretching from the top of his left eyebrow to the bone of his jawline was the first thing you noticed. The second was the smile he still adorned. "I lied," he laughed humorlessly, still smiling as blood trickled into his mouth. "I got Amit to tell me the answer months ago."

Warnings: small mention of death, swearing, blood, detailed descriptions of stitching, crying, kissing, so much flirting, AGED UP CHARACTERS.

Word Count: 2.7k

A/N; Here we are again. Thank you to @peterwandaparker @ithinkweallsing @intheshadowofthegame @pasukiyo and @slythering-snake-boys for the love on my previous fic. I hope you all enjoy :)

My Writing

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There was no solace like sleep.

Drifting away in a sea of covers and quilts, the pillow wrapped in your arms your only anchor to the conscious world. Hours go by in fractions of seconds; zeal coats your body and mind at the feeling of its promise. Your frigid hands and tired eyes cured by the touch of a blanket and the warping of a mattress against the curve of your spine. A stage to dream, not to think. Not to feel. Not to worry. Only to coast.

You were ripped from its precipice by a hand as cold as death.

You pulled away from it, your mind too sunken into your slumber to even conceptualize that it was real, until it pulled at you again. As light as a feather, and equally as apprehensive.

You hummed softly, blinking yourself awake, eyes watered with so much fatigue that everything was a blur. You shut your eyes harshly and opened them once more, vision now clear enough to make out the silhouette in front of you.

Or rather, the man in front of you.

Fortunately, you could recognize him by the depth of his breaths alone.

"Sebastian!" you shouted, sitting up completely in the darkness, still wrapped in the sheets of your bed.

"Shhh," he replied, pressing the palm of his right hand against your mouth, and the palm of his left against your cheek. His touch was firm, not rough.

You mumbled something against his skin as he scanned the vacant room, ensuring no being had managed to hear him. You attempted to speak again, and he finally let go of his hold.

"What are you doing here?" you said, managing to somehow whisper and yell at the same time.

"I -" he began, his breath coming through his mouth becoming slower and slower, " - I needed you."

You were grateful for the darkness overwhelming the room. Your mouth opened like a hog. You quickly shut it.

"How in Merlin's name did you even get in here?"

You could see the smirk on his face, even through the night.

"Do you honestly think I would not be able to answer Ravenclaw's precious riddle?" he questioned.

You scoffed, reaching to your left to turn on your yellow-toned lamp resting on your bedside table, and Sebastian's body stiffened.

You faced him, eyes widening, and hands coming over your once again wide open mouth.

A gash - so deep, red, and bloody that the skin was separated in two- stretching from the top of his left eyebrow to the bone of his jawline was the first thing you noticed. The second was the smile he still adorned.

"I lied," he laughed humorlessly, still smiling as blood trickled into his mouth. "I got Amit to tell me the answer months ago."

Your hands still cupped your mouth at the sight of his gaping wound, so fresh blood was still pouring down his neck, as you took a shaky breath in. Your hands dropped from your mouth as his smile slowly dissipated into a wince.

"Seb," you whispered.

"I told you," he replied, bloodshot eyes piercing into yours. "I needed you - need you."

You quickly snapped out of your shock and forced yourself to focus, all remnants of drowsiness replaced with its viger, and stood up. You made your way around your bed and opened the second drawer of your bedside table, pulling out a dusty first-aid. Sebastian allowed his full weight to be seated onto your bed, the frame of it squeaking.

"You're lucky every other Ravenclaw went home for the holidays," you said, dusting off the kit and opening it. You took out what you needed - multiple towels, a needle, a vile of previously boiled water, and string.

Sebastian hummed in agreement. "And I'm lucky you didn't."

You smiled, bringing your supplies over to your bed. You propped him up against the bed frame, and you sat before him, legs crossed. "I suppose you are."

You took his chin into your hands and moved his face around in the light, taking a good look at his injury. The skin was completely sliced, and a bruise was already beginning to form around his eye. His eyes fluttered, obviously trying to mask the pain.

"Magic won't work on this," you said, opening the vial of water and dousing a towel with it. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay," he responded, and you pressed the towel against the wound. He hissed, balling your sheets up into his fist. The towel quickly became stained with red.

"What happened?" you asked, attempting to distract him in any way you could.

"What do you think?" he responded quickly. "He didn't want me there."

"He" meaning his Uncle Solomon. You hummed, your way of coaxing him to continue.

"I arrived in Feldcroft this morning and went to our house immediately, and Anne was ecstatic," he said, and you removed the towel, satisfied with the wound's cleanliness. You began to thread your needle. "I haven't seen her that happy in months."

You smiled, the image of her smiling filling you with a crackling joy.

Sebastian smiled at your smile.

"She brought me inside, hugging me so hard I could hardly breathe," he continued, and you lined up your needle. He saw it from the corner of his eye, and his body paralyzed with fear. His breath halted, and so did yours.

"I'll be as quick as I can," you whispered, looking him in the eye.

"I know," he replied, but his eyes shut and his face winced, preparing himself for the pain. For some reason, it was that image that finally sunk the situation into your brain. How hurt Sebastian was, both physically and emotionally, and how desperate he was to just get this over with. You felt helpless, tears beginning to culminate into your eyes. You didn't want to be the cause of that look on his face, but you had to be, and you hated yourself for it.

You were all he had.

And it was with that realization that you couldn't help yourself. You kissed his cheek, just to the right of his wound, breathing in his usual musk of fresh pears, butterscotch, and clean linen. This scent was now clouded, however, with the pungent aromas of metallic blood, lacewing flies, and frost-bitten air. His skin was soft against your lips, despite it all, but you did not allow yourself the time to memorize it. Instead, you pulled away, hoping he could understand everything you meant with the kiss. I'm sorry. I don't want to hurt you. I've got you now. You're safe.

You lined up your needle once again, not allowing yourself to see whatever reaction he had to the gesture, and stuck it through the skin, beginning to stitch.

The whimper he released cracked your heart in two.

"Keep talking," you said to him, focusing as best you could. "Just keep talking."

He caught his breath, swallowed harshly, and continued, his voice strained and husked. "She brought me into the kitchen, showing me the meal she prepared. I told her how - how proud of her I was. She thanked me for coming and then brought me to the ta - table, mumbling something about how ha - happy she was to celebrate the holidays as a family."

You had made it to just below his cheek bone, your body sweating and his shaking. Tears still ran from your eyes.

He swallowed again, exhaling deeply. "She set it all up, made sure I was comfortable, and we waited for Solomon. She asked me about - about school. How I was doing. Ho - how you were doing."

You would be lying if you said your focus did not waver.

"I told her everything was great," he continued, hissing once again as you tightened an especially separated piece of skin.

"Over halfway done," you mumbled, and he nodded.

"Finally he showed up, not hi - hiding his shock at my presence at all," Sebastian said. "And we started eating. Everything was perfect. The snow was falling through the window, Anne was happy, I was happy, it was like something out of a novel."

You waited for the catch.

"Until I fucked it up. Like always."

You almost grabbed his hand. Almost.

"I mentioned some of the research I've been doing to - to help Anne," he said, "and Solomon lost it. Yelled that I had to go and ruin the holidays with my obsession with Anne's condition. He ye - yelled so loud that he..."

Sebastian paused, and you paused with him.

"...he made Anne flinch," he said through gritted teeth, "and so I lost it too. I don't even remember what I said."

You looked at him for a moment, this broken boy in your bed, and scoured your brain for any string of words that could make him feel better. Everything you came up with felt immeasurable to his anguish.

So, you finished the final section of stitching quicker than you thought you ever could, not ignoring how Sebastian did not even flinch, and cut the thread. You then placed a fresh, cold-water soaked towel into his wound, attempting to calm it down.

Your eyes never left his, which were now staring off into the distance, haunted.

"Seb," you whispered, trying your best to cradle him with your voice, "then what?"

He sighed. "It's blurry. I know I stormed out, I don't remember what direction I took. Next thing I knew, Ranrok's loyalists were surrounding me, and I..."

He breathed deeply.

"...I killed them all."

You nodded, gently wiping at his wound before removing the towel completely. He turned to look at you, his gaze a mix of fire and pain.

"And I got this during the fight. A moment I wasn't looking," he said.

You nodded again and placed the dirty towels and needle onto a third clean one, and placed that onto the wooden floor of the common room. You looked at your hands in the glowing light - coated in blood, some even dripping down your wrists, a few droplets finding their way onto your sleep shirt.

You looked back up at him, his eyes on your hands as well.

"How's it feel?" you asked him, and his eyes snapped back up into yours.

"Better," he mumbled, wiping at his nose. The wound was yellow, ugly, and swollen, but it was closed. Soon enough, Wiggenweld would work on it, and it would be healed completely. You didn't need to tell him that. "Thank you, Y/N. Really."

You nodded, resting your sticky hands in your lap. "Thank you for being honest with me."

He nodded back, and the two of you sat like that for some time. Neither knowing what to say, but neither wanting the other to leave.

You broke the silence, sliding off the bed and standing up. "Get some rest, Sebastian. You need it."

He looked up at you, eyes caramelized from the yellow lamps and tears, and stood up in front of you. The look upon on his face was a mix of seemingly every emotion, and he licked his lips. You looked up at him and smiled faintly before leaning down to move the blood-soaked towels out of the way.

He stopped you, sliding his palms over your cheekbones, and kissed your lips.

You wished you could say you hesitated, pulled away in shock, or stopped him, asking if this was something he truly wanted or if it was a way to separate from his own brain, but no.

You all but fucking melted.

His lips were like velvet, caressing against your own like a moth to a flame, unable to get enough, not caring if it burned. And yet, he was delicate with the rest of his body - his hands on your face slowly making their way down to your waist. He was a magnet for you, pulling you in like a song. It did not take you long to place your own hands onto his robes and pull the material between your fingers, pulling him closer, closer, closer. He tasted of roast and cinnamon, likely from the dinner he had mentioned.

You whined as he tipped your head back suddenly, allowing him more access to cartograph your mouth. Merlin, he kissed and kissed and kissed you - breathing into your mouth, nibbling on your bottom lip, never letting go.

You didn't want him to.

His hands were in your hair now, massaging your scalp with his nails, sending chills down your spine. Your hands moved to his tie, making it nearly impossible for him to pull away.

He found a way.

You chased after his lips with your own, but he held you back, breathing a laugh against your mouth. You opened your eyes.

His freckles were a piece of fucking art up close.

"Y/N," he whispered against your mouth, centimeters away. "Y/N."

"What?"

"We've got to work on your aim."

You smiled, knowing he was referring to your quick taste of his skin from earlier. "Oh, 'we' do?"

He smiled wide enough to show his dimples, stretching the stitches, eyes darting from your left eye, to your right, to your mouth. "Yes."

"So that's why you kissed me?" you questioned, mouths still nearly touching. "So we could 'work on my aim?'"

His face suddenly turned sincere. "No," he said. "No it wasn't."

You smiled, eyes glowing in victory.

He pulled you back to his mouth, but as you closed your eyes, you caught a glimpse of your hands on his chest, and pulled away with a gasp.

"What?" he said, suddenly panic-stricken, removing his hands from your body instantly. "I'm sorry, what did I -"

"Your robes," you said, pointing at his chest, and he looked down.

His white shirt, tie, and collar of his robe were stained pink, fingerprints visible even in the grim lighting you were standing in. His mouth opened, but before long, he met your gaze with a smile.

"Sebastian I - you're smiling?"

He laughed, genuinely laughed. "Yes, I'm smiling," he said, still laughing.

"But I've just stained your things!" you said, unable to not laugh with him. "I am so sorry, Seb. I'll wash them, I swear -"

"Trust me, Y/N, this is not the first time I have gotten blood on my clothing," he said as he walked closer to you once more and pecked your lips. "But it is by far my favorite time."

You rolled your eyes and kissed him again, and again, and again, the both of you smiling into the kisses so big you could barely even bring your lips together. You hummed contentedly, as did he.

"Sebastian," you whispered against his mouth, and he kissed you again, practically groaning.

"Merlin do that again," he asked, and you smirked.

"Sebastian," you said, and he kissed you harder than he had all night.

"Yes?" he responded.

"You need to sleep. You need to heal."

"I need you," he said, and you kissed him one final time.

"Go to your common room, take a shower, get some sleep," you said to him, eyes dancing across his gash, despite the mind-numbing image of Sebastian Sallow with swollen lips and flushed cheeks you had before you.

You didn't want him to go, but he had to.

He nodded, knowing you were right, but still not removing his hands from you.

"And after you do all that," you continued, "you come and find me. To make sure you are healing properly, of course."

Merlin, if only you could have captured the look on his face that he met you with and kept it in your pocket for the rest of your days. He nodded and pressed one final kiss to your own cheek. You smiled.

"Of course," he said sarcastically against your skin. "Thank you, Y/N. For everything."

You nodded, and with one final smile, he walked past you to exit the common room. You rubbed your lips together, wondering if you were somehow in a dream the entire time.

"Oh, and by the way," he said, and you turned around to face him. He had made it to the door to the bedroom, one hand on the handle as he spoke.

"I kissed you because I have been in love with you since the day you bested me in our duel."

He left you with only the echo of the door closing behind him, and the realization that no, this was not a dream. Not at all.

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@leahkenobi

[ihavethedreamies]

Rough Love | Easy to Expert (3 v4)

Lee Yongbok (Felix) & Han Jisung (Han) - Stray Kids

Rating: M (18+) MDNI

Word Count: ~3.1k

Dom!Han/Switch!Felix/Sub!Reader (AFAB)

Genre: Reader-Insert, Smut, Kinda Fluff

!!This is smut…if that much isn't clear you should probably leave now!! MDNI!

Warnings: She/Her Pronouns used, Swearing, Kissing, Lingerie, Multiple Partners, Slight M/M (Kiss), Oral (M! and F! Receiving/Anal), Deepthroating/Face-Fucking, Threesome, Double Penetration, Anal Play, Sex Toys - Butt Plugs, Anal Sex, Unprotected Sex (Bad Idea, Don't Do It)

Author's Note: Um…yeah this spiraled out of control. I am writing these in…descending/devolving order so the further I go the more intense these will get…so its only up (or down depending on how you see it) from here.

-> Part 1 <-

-> Part 2 <-

-> Ver. I.N. <-

-> Ver. Seungmin <-

-> Ver. Hyunjin <-

-> Ver. Lee Know <-

-> Ver. Changbin <-

-> Ver. Bang Chan <-

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"Your favorite color is red, right?" Felix asked out of nowhere. Jisung looked over at him, then back to the screen. An odd thing to ask while gaming…He was now curious and paused the game, setting the controller down.

"Why?"

"It is right?" Felix asked again and Jisung nodded, suspicious. Felix hummed and typed something into his phone that lay on the couch out of view of the other.

"Why?" He reiterated.

"I needed to tell (Y/N) what color to get." Is all Felix said.

"Why?" Jisung repeated. Felix was asking casually…too casually. When Felix didn't answer, Jisung lunged over him to grab his phone and the other guy yelled in protest, trying to wrestle him away. Unfortunately for your boyfriend, Jisung was stronger and managed to get away with the phone. Felix flopped onto the couch, glaring at the other as he scrolled through the phone.

Jisung scowled at the conversation and kept reading.

Three little dots bounced as you typed, and he waited nervously for what you might be saying.

What? Jisung was starting to put pieces together but was still confused. It didn't make sense.

"What the fuck is this?" Jisung held Felix's phone up to him and your boyfriend scrambled off the couch to grab the device. He looked at your newest message.

You were looking over the choices, feeling the different materials of the different sets. You glanced back at your phone, the dots popping up to show Felix was typing.

You huffed and snuck a pic of the display. Luckily the store was sorted by color, so the whole display was just lingerie sets in red.

"What is happening?" Jisung mumbled and opened his mouth to shout, and Felix waved his hand to call him over. He did so hesitantly, and your boyfriend showed him the picture you set. His face blossomed red, and he gaped.

"W-what?"

"Which do you like, on her?" Felix asked and his friend flinched back.

"What, why?"

"She picked you for a threesome." Felix shrugged. He wasn't dumb, he knew his friend would most likely agree. On the off chance he didn't, Felix could pick instead.

"A threesome!?" Jisung nearly screamed and the other man shushed him.

"Yeah. You in?"

"WHAT!?" The other man was trying to wrap his head around what was happening.

"You. In?"

"OF COURSE. Give me the phone!" Jisung shouted and yoinked the device from Felix, looking at the picture.

"Tell her to get the one on the top rack, second to last." He shoved the phone back to his friend who laughed and relayed the message.

You looked at your phone and smiled, feeling giddy. Unfortunately for you though you could not reach the one he picked so you had to signal to an employee. She stood on her tips toes and got it down for you and you held it up to make sure it was the right size.

"You need to try it on?" The worker asked and you shook your head.

"No, I've gotten this brand, so I know it’s right." You hooked the hanger on your arm and went to look at the thigh-highs and garters. You looked at the tag and it gave you the set number and you picked out the matching accessories.

"Your man sure is lucky." The worker cooed as you put the items on the counter to pay. You pulled out the card from your bag, it actually had Felix's name on it.

"Oh, he gave you his card?" She teased and you shook your head.

"Just for this. He's getting his friend to pay him back after." You realized what you let slip but tried to play it off.

"His friend, hm?" She just smirked, not pressing and you were grateful. You left the establishment and started back to your apartment. By the time you got home and had gotten all ready, the boys should be arriving.

True to your estimate, as you were straightening the thigh-highs you had on, the door dinged as Felix keyed in the code.

"You were all ready for this before I agreed?" You heard Jisung as they walked in.

"I knew you would." You could hear Felix too and knew he shrugged with his statement. You adjusted your headband; it was round black ears with red ribbons. Closest you could get to a Quokka. The actual lingerie was a red bra with black frills and the panties were crotchless, also with black frills. The thigh highs were black tight fishnet with red bows hiding the little lines of rubber that held them up. Your nails were painted every other red and black to match. Felix told you to wear the red liquid lipstick he got, but you were worried about getting it off since it was advertised to last 48 hours. A little ridiculous, who would need it on that long? The final touch was the butt plug you had to slide in yourself. There wasn't a matching tail to go with your set to add to the silicone plug, so you just got a simple black tail similar to a cat's. The only piece you already had was the black silk choker Felix got you some time back, a tag hanging off of it with his name on it. They were both giddy to see you all dressed up, Jisung even more so. He was still buzzing with the thrill of learning his friend's girlfriend wanted to fuck him too. For some reason, it made it even better that Felix was involved too. That was something to think about later.

"Love?"

"Ready!" you called back and bounced a bit on your toes, waiting for them both to come in. You were a bit shocked when Jisung came in first, expecting Felix to lead the way.

"Fuck, sweetheart~" He groaned. He still had his coat on even, and he very quickly shed it, throwing it to the ground. He was…eager, to say the least. Every item of clothing he removed he did so aggressively. You were too busy watching him to see Felix come in behind him. He snuck past him against the wall and his fingers brushed over your lower back as he passed, heading to the nightstand. The original plan was for you to start by helping Jisung undress, but he was moving fast. He untied his scarf, nearly choking himself in the process of taking it off. A button popped off his shirt as he nearly ripped it open, and your mouth watered when he got his tank top off as well. His tiny little waist and broad shoulders matched with his muscular arms and defined veins were delicious. He looked so good; you had made a good choice.

"J-Ji-" You tried to slow him down, coming forward to lay your hands on him. When you got close enough, he pulled you to him and you yelped. Your bare stomach pressed to his, and you could feel his hard cock straining against his jeans. Before you could say another word, his lips sealed over yours, swallowing your squeak. Felix didn't say anything, or move to stop him, so you relaxed. His hands wandered your form, and he groaned as his hand rubbed over your butt, and lightly tugged at the tail of your plug. You squeaked again and stumbled, resting your hands on the waist band of his pants to steady yourself.

"Slow down, Ji." Felix came up behind you and you pulled back, gasping for breath and Jisung stared you down. His eyes were practically on fire, and you jumped, startled when Felix's cold hands came to rest on your waist above where Jisung was fondling the flesh of your butt. Your boyfriend started to kiss along the side of your neck and over your shoulder. You whimpered, trying to tilt your head to allow him better access, but the other man descended to the other side and laid searing kisses there himself. Jisung's were rougher and he nibbled and sucked, Felix was licking your skin more.

"Felix? The rules?" You prompted and he grunted, grinding his own hard on into the cleft of your ass, pressing against the plug. You huffed and Jisung's hands moved from your butt, one going to the back of your head, pulling you back into a kiss. You felt his arm brush your side, and he hooked his finger into the belt loop of Felix's jeans and pulled him to grind into you again. As Jisung wrestled his tongue with yours, Felix's hand buried under your panties and stroked two fingers through your slick folds. The speed and intensity were already making your head swim, you had to steady yourself again with your hand on Jisung's chest. You whined when he pulled away and he let you go, stepping back so he could remove his pants. Your hand went behind you to palm Felix's bulge as he fucked two of his fingers into you, pressing against your back wall to nudge the plug. Your focus went back to the other man as his pants fell and he smirked as you watched intently. His fingers slowly hooked in the waist band of his tight black boxer briefs, pulled it up and over the tip of himself and let the garment fall. You nearly gasped. He was the same length as your boyfriend, but thicker. Your mouth watered and your cunt clenched around Felix's fingers. He smirked against your neck and as he removed his digits, he swirled them around your clit.

"Go." He lightly smacked your butt, and you scurried forward to kneel before Jisung. You marveled at his dick; he was so pretty in so many ways. As you reached to wrap your hand around him, he noticed Felix fiddling with his phone and you yiped when the toy flared to life, buzzing inside you. Felix still had not stated the rules, and you thought he might have mentioned them earlier to Jisung. Though, since the other man immediately shoved his tongue in your mouth, you weren't sure.

"Don't worry, love. I won't let him do anything you don't like." Felix assured and you nodded back at him, looking up at Jisung nervously. You knew the two were close, but there was something else flittering in the air. You were used to cute, soft little Jisung, a sweet smiling Quokka. This was almost a different man, there was a dark blaze in his eyes and an extremely cocky grin spread over his face.

"Open up, sweetheart." His thumb stroked your bottom lip, and you removed your hand from the base of his cock, your fingers couldn't even touch.

"F-Felix?" you called out, still looking up at Jisung.

"I'm okay with it, love." He answered and so you opened your mouth wide, tongue out. The man before you huffed, smug, then his hand dug into your hair and he fucked his fat cock into your hot, wet mouth, and down your throat. You keened as your nose hit his groin. He smirked down at you, your eyes already watering and looking up at him wide.

"Here, 'Lix." He motioned to your boyfriend who sidled up to you both and you felt him kneel behind you. One hand wrapped softly around your throat; it was bulging with his friends length buried in it. He could tell you were needing air and nodded to Jisung who pulled his hips back, and you sucked in air harshly through your nose when you finally could.

"That's her limit." Felix told Jisung who hummed and then he started to fuck your face. You tried not to moan too much, but your jaw ached in the best way. Felix grinded his still covered hard-on into your backside, holding your head in place for Jisung, his other hand rubbing over your stomach.

"Good girl, love." He cooed in your ear and a tear flowed over your cheek, face red. He allowed you to breathe every so often, but your vision still spotted, more from ecstasy than lack of air. You weren't sure why your normally, still soft, dominant boyfriend was letting his friend take control. You were far from complaining, however.

"I'm gonna cum, sweetheart." Jisung grunted and he pulled out further and you sucked in air and Felix nodded for him to go head, so he buried his cock as deep as he could and came. You swallowed over and over, gagging slightly as he pumped the hot and thick substance into you. Your cunt clenched, and Felix smiled to himself that you didn't cum yourself. You always did with him. When the other man pulled out, you fell back into your boyfriend, panting. Jisung's dick was still half-hard, drool and cum dripping from him and down your chin.

"Hm, so good, (Y/N)." He smirked and you flinched a bit when Felix's hand on your throat moved to wipe the fluid from your bottom lip. You were even more shocked when he sucked it off his thumb himself.

"You like Ji's cock, love?" You nodded in response, and you stood up at your boyfriend's prompting. Jisung snapped his fingers and Felix pulled something from his pocket and tossed it to him. It was a green lubrication bottle, melon flavored. He looked over the label and you shuffled nervously before Felix led you to the bed. Instead of having you lay on your back at the end of the bed, Jisung followed and laid on his back in the middle of the bed. Felix had you lean over, and you whined as he pulled the still buzzing plug out.

"Come here, sweetheart." Jisung called. Looking at your boyfriend, he nodded, and went to literally sit on his face. Facing toward Felix still, Jisung smirked and squeezed a glob of gel straight onto your pucker, rubbing it around then into you. It made you mewl, and he tossed the bottle down the bed, then his hands grabbed your hips, arms around your upper thighs.

"Ah!" You squealed when he pulled you down on him, his tongue thrusting into your hole. His tongue was even more dexterous than Felix's and longer too. You whimpered when he moved your hips himself, letting his tongue flick over your clit. He licked through your folds, then his tongue slid into your cunt, before going back to your ass. You finally looked up at your boyfriend. He had finally removed his pants and was standing at the end of the bed, stroking his cock. When your eyes met, he joined you two on the bed, then stood on the mattress so your face was level with his cock. You whined and obediently opened your mouth so Felix could slide in. Your eyes rolled at the familiar taste, and he smirked and started thrusting. With Jisung's tongue in your ass and Felix's cock in your mouth, your poor little pussy was feeling quite empty. When your boyfriend pulled back, you whimpered, and he huffed a laugh.

"Move down, sweetheart." Jisung got you off his face and you shuffled down as Felix sat on the bed himself. He shifted and settled himself between Jisung's legs, their cocks nearly brushing each other so they were in the right spots. You saw where it was heading and were a bit nervous. You were used to Felix inside your ass, and Jisung was thicker by a good bit. It was hard for you to wrap your head around what you saw as a submissive move on Felix's part to Jisung.

"Can you take both at the same time?" Felix asked and you nodded nervously, willing to try though.

"Good girl, sweetheart." Jisung cooed and wrapped his hands around your upper waist, your boyfriend’s on your lower hips. They helped you adjust, Felix kissing over your upper chest and the other man sucking hickeys over your shoulder blades. Your skin was on fire already, so when the heads of their cocks both pressed at both your entrances, it was like falling in lava. You let out a high-pitched moan, nearly squealing as they filled you, inch by inch. They were about the same length, but Jisung's thicker cock spreading you at the same time as your boyfriend's cock filled your cunt. They let you adjust after burying to the hilt, each one had a leg draped over the other's hip to be close enough for the position to work. Because you were shorter than them both, you were all about level and you shivered, trying to get used to being so incredibly full. Jisung shifted and you squeaked, his hand sneaking past your peripheral sight. You thought he was going to wrap his hand around your throat, pull you to him, but it instead went to the back of Felix's head. You blinked and gasped when Felix moved at Jisung's behest. Your boyfriend thrusted into you, and you fell forward onto his chest. You tipped your head to watch as Jisung pulled Felix closer, then sealed his lips to the other man's. Your walls clenched at the sight, kind of in shock. Felix was a bit surprised as well, but he just rolled with it. You wondered if your boyfriend was like this with any of the other boys, or just Jisung. When the one behind you let Felix go, he nipped the other's lower lip. Felix panted, burying his head in your neck, moaning softly. He had never been so submissive before and you both gasped when Jisung jumped his hips up, thrusting into you hard.

"Kay, 'Lix." He nodded and laid back more so he could leverage off the bed with his back pressed into the mattress. Felix's hips were forced up along with Jisung's with each trust, and he more grinded into you than anything, letting his friend do more of the work. Without both of them holding you, you would have fallen, your body shaking and weak as they fucked the sense out of you. Everything burned in the best way, and you felt tears flow down your cheeks as you whimpered over and over.

"J-Jisung!" Felix grunted and you could feel his cock twitch, signifying he was close.

"Hold on, 'Lix." His friend groaned, his hips pumping harder, and you hiccupped, trying to catch your breath.

"Okay, cum." Jisung ordered, and you weren't sure if he was talking to Felix or you, but all three of you fell apart together. Your insides filled with heat, so much that it spurted around the edge of where their cocks met you, making a sticky mess. Both you and Felix fell, boneless, him on the bed and you on top of him. Jisung chuckled, sitting up and you keened as he withdrew from you. He smiled at the sight of you two and Felix stroked your hair as you panted on top of him.

"Didn't know you were so rough, Ji~" You mewled as he got off the bed. He huffed amused and Felix mumbled into your ear, "neither did I.”

-> Ver. I.N. <-

-> Ver. Seungmin <-

-> Ver. Hyunjin <-

-> Ver. Lee Know <-

-> Ver. Changbin <-

-> Ver. Bang Chan <-

-> Part 1 <-

-> Part 2 <-

Masterlist

[tahliafox]

omg HELLO i am in love with your one-shots, could you please do mommy!nat touching herself while watching photos of the reader’s nude pics of her? ITS OKAY IF YOU DONT DO IT

Pretty photos.

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Summary: Based on request (sorry this isn't exactly what you requested, most of my fics rely heavily off of dialogue and natasha being on her own wouldn’t have any of that, so the fic would be kinda boring, so i made it into a phone call, hope that's ok and that you like the fic. Thank you so much for requesting <33) also holy fuck balls, I love your fics too

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, Older!Natasha, Smut, Innocent!reader, Mommy!Natasha, Masturbation, phone sex.

Words: 759

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Missing u mommy. Can't stop thinking bout u :(

Natasha had been staring at the message for at least 10 minutes now, laying in her bed alone. It almost seemed unreal to her. Her innocent little angel sending explicit photos to her in the middle of the day with no warning whatsoever was a locked away fantasy of hers, a dream that she never thought would come true, but it had. 

You had solemnly left Natasha earlier today, having to go to your parents house for the weekend. Natasha was hesitant to let you leave, wanting to come with you but you didn’t like the idea of your father meeting your girlfriend who was the same age as him.

She took off her pants and underwear as soon as you sent it, being on the run, alone in Norway, there was no risk to fucking herself anymore. Her slender fingers caressed her arousal and smeared it over her clit. Her breath picked up and got heavy when she started rubbing herself whilst looking at the photos you had sent her. 

The first one could be taken as innocent, your hair down framing your face, Natashas oversized sweater covering your torso and upper thigh. Unbeknownst to Natasha, you weren't wearing anything underneath her sweater and had been rubbing yourself on the sleeves (that smelt of her) for the last half an hour. 

The second one was a little more promiscuous. You had brought the sweater up so she could see that you weren't wearing anything underneath. There was a clear glisten of wetness coating your thighs. God what she would give to lick that off your bare skin. 

The third one was to a whole new extreme. You must have gained some confidence as the sweater had come off, your tits were dressed in pretty white lace (complimenting your complexion) and you had forgone any panties. The phone was held in your left hand, pointing at the mirror and your left was buried in between your slick-covered thighs.

Her breathing got heavier as she fucked herself harder. 

Mommy can’t stop thinking about you either, sweet angel. You look so pretty in those photos for me. Making mommy want to fly over just to fuck you dumb.

The read receipts showed up, then three bubbles at the bottom of the screen. Natasha's heart jumped 

[incoming call from ‘mommy’s angel <3’]

Natasha immediately clicked the answer and the first thing you heard was her heavy breathing. Sadly there was no video attached so she kept the third photo on her screen instead, imagining that's what you were currently doing. 

“Hi, mommy.” you whispered out meekly, embarrassed about what you had sent.

“Fuck, angel. You’ve got mommy all worked up sending those pretty photos.” Natasha moaned out, her fingers speeding up at the sound of your voice.

“Missed you, tried to cum but can’t do it without you.” you whimpered when you realised what she was doing. “Need my mommy's help, I can only cum with you.”

“Aww, sweetheart. Has mommy broken you? My poor little girl not being able to cum without her mommy's help. S’ok baby.” she slurred. “Mommy's here now, want to carry on pleasing yourself for me?”

“Don’t know how.” you heard a sloppy sound on the other side of the call. 

“Rub your clit with your middle finger, for me. Up and down just how mommy does it when we are together.” Natasha instructed. You did as she said and started fingering at your clit. “Keep talking, baby. Let mommy hear your voice.”

“Can’t, mommy. My parents are downstairs.” you whispered. Natasha moaned at the thought of you sneaking away from your family dinner to talk to her and bucked her hips off the bed.

“Oh, poor baby. Just keep rubbing yourself for me. Mommy is so close, angel. You going to cum with me?” Natasha was desperate to cum but didn’t want to leave you out. Her moans got louder and breaths got heavier and a sticky sound was coming out of the phone. “Can you hear how wet you make me, baby? Mommy’s dripping onto the bed thinking about all the ways I can ruin your pretty little head.”

Without being able to stop it, Natasha came with a moan of your name. This pushed you over the edge and you bit into your bedsheets to stop yourself from screaming. 

“Thank you for sending those photos to me. I'm so proud of you for having the confidence, always such a good girl for mommy.”

[puppyeji]

thoughts on perv stalker Giselle? 🥺

oh i love this concept

WARNINGS: stalking, panty stealing, dubcon, obsessive!giselle. naive!reader

not proofread ! also this is too long i'm sorry 🫶🏻

it's all just a big coincidence. really. it's not like she's been purposely following you in order to find out where you live or which places you frequent: giselle doesn't actually intend for you two to always run into each other, it just happens on its own.

she sees you often at work. you work at a small cafe near her apartment, that's how she first met you. all it took was for you to smile at her while you were taking her order and she was starstruck, ever since then she's been casually hanging out there to see you. she thinks she's discreet but you've been able to tell she has a crush on you.

you think it's cute. at first.

she's holding back just fine, but she can't help but get obsessed.

she's definitely the kind to want a souvenir with her for when she misses you, so she takes the white scarf you often wear when it gets cold after your shift ends. it smells like you and it quickly becomes one of her favorite objects to get off to: the pictures she takes of you from afar while you're distracted are her first choice though.

she zooms in on your face, aeri thinks you have such beautiful features and loves your side profile <3 but your lips are actually what she loves the most about you, always cums while zooming in on them. she takes her slick fingers to the screen of her phone in order to smear her cum on your pouty lips, daydreaming about one day being able to actually do it in person.

she takes pictures of everything! your long legs, the way your shirt lifts up when you stretch, slightly exposing your skin, the way your cleavage stands out when you bend over, when you play with your fingers because you're bored, and she even snaps a few underskirt pics. your thighs are her second favorite part of you, she can't wait to mark them entirely with bites and hickeys.

you approach eventually, cause it's so crazy how you two always seem to bump into each other, and she makes sure to engage in physical contact. she has sneaky hands, you realize immediately. she caresses your sides while you speak, softly groping your tits with her fingers (she knows you never wear a bra), but dumb naive you lets it slide because she's too pretty to be a creep and she's also really nice!

you chat for a bit as she walks you home. you think she's such a good listener because she barely speaks and lets you do all the talking but the entire time she's actually just fantasizing about covering your mouth with both of her hands to keep you from screaming and then dragging you to a dark alley so she can bend you over and have her way with you. you blush because she's staring too much and she blushes because she's thinking about eating you out right there and then.

after the first time she comes over you do feel weird because that scarf you thought you lost long ago since you couldn't find it anywhere suddenly appears at the bottom of your closet, but you don't think that the fact that she was here the other day has anything to do with it.

she bites her lip, barely hiding her excitement, and her eyes light up when she sees you wearing it again. specially because she knows what she did with it.

you're dumb enough to invite her a second time, giving her the opportunity to steal a pair of panties she's had her eyes on ever since she first saw them, which of course she doesn't waste.

you're so messy, always leaving clothes scattered around your room. it's okay. it's easier to hide cameras that way, so she doesn't complain. the cameras are placed strategically so you'd never find them. they're high quality and so well disguised. she knows how careless you are, she's just trying to look out for you!the fact that you seem to walk around your place with barely underwear on or just a shirt and nothing underneath is pure luck. she fucks herself to the thought of ruining you, she can't help herself when you're this cute and clueless, plus now she has your panties for her to smell and then cum on whenever she pleases.

at some point you can't shake the feeling that something's off, as if someone is constantly watching you. you clean your place and find one of the cameras and when you finally start to piece it all together you call her out, hysterically screaming at her that she's a sick perv, but that only seems to turn her on :/

she waits until you lower you guard for a second and instantly grabs your wrists to bring you closer to her so she can kiss you. you keep trying to bite her and push her away but your resistance eventually wears off and that's when she starts to touch you.

it's fucked up how good it feels, how well she knows your body and exactly where to grope to make you react, when she finally dips her hand on your underwear she's delighted to find you soaking and throbbing for her.

she gets cocky very fast, chuckling as she goes "this wet just for me? hm? weren't you just fighting it minutes ago? look who's the sick perv now."

you try to uselessly scream again but she stuffs your panties in your mouth, the same ones she used to masturbate. and then proceeds to keep both of your hands behind your back as she fingers you with her free hand.

she whines in your ear "fuck! you're gripping me so tightly" and even if you pretend to hate it you still cum around her fingers. the relaxing feeling of your orgasm rapidly turning into dread because you know she's barely getting started.

[starfoundnight]

I read something like this but I forgot who the user was im so sorry. Everyone who is mentioned is in college.

Playboy!Sanji x Chubby!Reader

Playboy!Sanji who loves to go to parties and just fuck around with diffrent girls but he nevers bother to get their numbers or even know their name. Hes always the first to wake up and then just leave.

Playboy!Sanji who lost his touch in being a gentleman when he was in middle school. He became more of an asshole from all praise he got from all the girls and teachers. He started to realize that he could get away with a lot. His grades were amazing and his words were seductive to all the girls.

Playboy!Sanji who bumps shoulders with you in the hallway. He scoffs walking away. You grab his wrist. "You think just because you're some hot shot you can be a dick to me?" He chuckles at how you talked to him just now. "Yeah, I do" You want to kick him right there and then in his balls but you have an important test you're going to, you don't want trouble so you let his wrist go. "Fuck with me again and i'll make sure you cant fuck anyone."

Playboy!Sanji who sees you at a big house party with such a slutty (short) dress revealing so much of your clevage. He knew you were curvy but hell he couldn't take his eyes off you. Your stomach looked so soft he just wanted to come from behind you and grab your stomach so gently and he grinds his hard cock on your ass and whispers into your ear about how he'll put his baby into your womb filling you up full.

Playboy!Sanji who has a random girl on his lap as he continues to stare at you. Ignoring everyone he waits until you look back at him. He smirks when you two make eye contact and you flip him off. The way you smile, holy shit. What were you doing to him?

Playboy!Sanji he stands up ignoring the girl that was on his lap now on the floor. He steps over the girl and walks upto you. Your mouth widens in shock from how he just treated the girl. "How can you be so mean and flip me off darling?" You roll your eyes and try walk away but he grabs your wrist and smirks "Scared? I don't bite" "Yeah but you fuck with every girl that talks to you. Im worth way fucking more than that." He lets go of your wrist and puts his hands up "Then lets get to know eachother"

Playboy!Sanji who follows you all the time now not leaving your side for even a second. Its been several months and hes changed a lot. Well towards you mainly. He pushed all the girls away and those who were persistent, he paid one of his real girl friends (Nami and Robin. Lets be for real. Nothing will stop him being a gentleman to them. Nami would just beat him if he tried being as ass.) to threaten her or beat her if it come to that.

Playboy!Sanji who knows nothing will get in between you two, absolutely nothing. All his close friends supported you two. When they see you, they know Sanji is close by. When they see Sanji, they know you are not far. It was cute to you. Always knowing Sanji is close but it was a must to Sanji. He needed to know what you were doing and who you were talking to.

Playboy!Sanji who calls you every night just to talk to you or hear your voice. Who sends you pics of his abs with a text similar to "This is what you finna see when you're riding me darling <3" You send him a pic of your toes. "You fight with your toes! >:D" He laughs and screenshots the pic you sent him to blackmail you for a good cause someday.

Playboy!Sanji who talks shit with you about mostly everyone in school. The pick me's. The oh im so tiny and small and petite girls. The misogynistic boys who only say those things for their friends approval. The ones who act insecure just for more compliments. The ones who dates their friends ex's. The ones who pick on people who are smaller than them to feel strong. You love talking shit about people who deserve it.

Playboy!Sanji who is always behind you when walk up the stairs claiming to not allow anyone to look up you skirt but gets hard every time he peeks up your short skirt and sees your panties and your thighs rubbing together especially seeing your hamstrings jiggling.

Playboy!Sanji who drags you to a party and makes you sit on his lap because he blackmailed you by saying he'll show everyone your toes. You and Sanji get offered a few drinks from mutual friends and you take them having a few cups turn into having a bit more than you can handle.

Playboy!Sanji Sitting and every hour a girl came up to him he would always hold you by your stomach. This time was diffrent "Hey Sanji" You noticed she pulled her dress up more and saw her slim body. "We've met?" She nods "Duh, we slept together" He shrugs and pull you more into him "Well I don't remember you." She laughs awkwardly "You choose this fat bitch over me?" He glares at her. "What the fuck did you just say?" You stand up and punch the girl straight in the face making her stumble backward falling into the pool. "Fucking bitch."

Playboy!Sanji laughs and pulls you to leave the party before anymore trouble comes. You two are walking and you partially drunk. "Was it bad that I punched her?" Sanji holds you close by your waist "Of course not darling, that bitch deserved it." You giggle and hiccup feeling a bit woozy. "'M hungry Sanji..." You two see a convient store and walk over, Sanji buying all the snack you wanted and ate with you outside on the curb.

Playboy!Sanji is surprised when you asked him "You keep saying all these sweet words to me but when will you ask me to be your girlfriend?" He smiles and puts your foreheads together not wanting to do anything intimate while you're drunk. "You want to be my girlfriend?" You nod and smile brightly "You changed for the better. Im so happy"

Playboy!Sanji who takes you to his apartment and lays you in bed letting you rest. He kneels down next to the bed laying his head on your stomach as you both hold hands and fall asleep together. You both wake up at the same time. "I'll ask when the time is right." Sanji says and smiles and you're confused as hell. "Ask me what?" He chuckles "What do you want for breakfast?"

Playboy!Sanji who make you the omelet you love oh so much with a few toast and a cup of tea. "oh my god...I punched that girl last night!" He laughs wondering when you'll click to what happened last night. "Yeah that was fucking hilarious" You smile "You said she deserved it." "Hahaha yeah I guess I did darling"

I'll make another part. This is all I've got. <3

[driftwithme]

According to the pacrim wiki, Coyote Tango was the first jaeger the program lost. By that time, Pentecost and Tamsin were not piloting anymore. It was June, 2016.

The order of pre-knifehead fallen jaegers is:

- Coyote Tango. Destroyed in combat against Itak. On its second set of pilots. June, 2016.

- Victory Alpha. Destroyed in combat against Raganarok. The pilots survived. July, 2016.

- Tacit Ronin. Abandoned because its pilots died of neural overload. July, 2016.

- Lucky Seven. Abandoned because one of its pilots was decommissioned. 2019.

Following this pic from the wiki:

We know that the first jaeger was launched in 2015 (Brawler Yukon) and the last in 2019 (Striker Eureka).

The golden age of the jeager program was from 2017 to 2019, three years of gaining more than they were losing. The peak was in 2019, with 20 active jaegers. The bottom was in 2025, with no jaegers left.

2024 was the year with more deaths, with 8 j-pilots going KIA. Then 2025, with 7 deaths between the Double Event that killed both Cherno and Crimson, and Operation Pitfall, who claimed Pentecost and Chuck.

Between 2019 and 2023 there were 9 KIAs.

Which means Yancy was the first jaeger pilot to die on combat. It makes sense, given the reaction of Penecost to hearing that they had lost Gipsy's signal (and Yancy was dead).

It marks:

- 2019-20: 1 lost jaeger, 1 pilot KIA.

The list of fallen jaegers Post-Knifehead:

- 2020-21: 2 lost jaeger, 1 pilot KIA.

- 2021-22: 3 lost jaegers, 2 pilots KIA.

- 2022-23: 2 lost jaegers, 3 pilots KIA.

- 2023-24: 8 lost jaegers, 2 pilots KIA.

- 2024-25: 0 lost jaegers, 8 pilots KIA.

- 2025: 4 lost jaegers, 7 pilots KIA.

Let's compare all this info with the following Kaiju War Timeline from the wiki:

A) 2013-2014: The Feral Burst. There were no jaegers yet to defend humanity against the 3 kaijus that invaded the world.

B) 2015-2019: The Long Game, Part I. There were 24 jargers up around this period, with a total of 13 kaijus making contact.

Special mention to the Beckets, who got an impressive mark of 5 kills during those years. It means they helped killed more than a 1/3 of those bastards during the golden era of the jaeger program. For what I see, Raleigh is the only pilot who had ever abandoned the jaeger program because he wanted to, not because he was hurt or kicked out.

C) 2020-2023: The Long Game, Part II. The amount of kaijus who invaded in those three years equals the amount of kaijus who made contact within the first 6 years of the war. It means the precursos sent as many kaijus in half the time. Humanity went into this phase with 19 jaegers. By the end they had 4.

2024 reports 13 kaiju attacks. It makes sense that they lost 8 jaegers and 10 pilots more or less in that year. With 12 jaegers active, it is more than a 1vs1 situation. Something tells me that most of Striker Eureka's kills were during this phase.

Special mention to the Hansen, btw. *During Chuck active years, he participated in almost third of the kaiju killings that happened then. I don't know Lucky Seven's score in this race, but *Herc's win amount to a 1/4 of the whole kaiju fights during his active time.

*The count stops at Mutavore. It does not include the Double Event or Pitfall.

If we include Post-Mutavore but not their participation/assistant at killing Leatherback:

- Chuck: 11 kills, 35 kaiju appereances during his active career (almost a 1/3).

- Herc: 12 kills, 44 kaiju appearances (not counting 2016 and adding at least 2 kills of the Lucky Seven era; around a 1/4).

Yet again, if by statistics alone, Mako is the most winning jaeger pilot of the movie. In her active years there had been 5 kaijus and she has helped kill 4. It's worth mentioning that her debut was on a double event followed by a triple event, with the only Category-5 ever saw. Impressive, to say the least.

On the other hand, Raleigh has helped kill or killed himself almost half of the kaijus that had appear on his active years.

Here: (ratio is 19-20 kaijus, 9 kills).

- 2025: 6 kaijus, 4 kills.

- 2015-2019: 13-14 kaijus, 5 kills.

The Hansens record is impressive just in the sheer size of their killing count, which is still not complete given I don't have the info on Lucky Seven. Meanwhile, Raleigh and Mako are impressive for the efficiency record.

Of the 51 kaijus that invaded the Earth, Gipsy and Striker combine to 20 kills. That means 2/5 of the total.

The last three j-pilots hold the best or most insane records of the program. Herc with the most wins, Mako with the best efficiency and Raleigh fucking Becket who had solo piloted twice and explode a jaeger in another world.