#let me know if youd like one~♡

[edenfire]

🎉🎂 happy birthday, rin 🎂 🎉

I was watching my rintori amv playlist, and I got nostalgic for my boys🥺💗💞 just in time for rin's bday~☆

(I might finish this, and make it into a charm or a sticker if you guys let me know you're interested🌸)

[sleepgarden-archive]

Hello! I'll be opening my shop tomorrow, I had hoped for a new full illustration but I've been ill and busy with commission work. However, I did make something small, a bookplate design!

I actually wanted to ask for feedback as I prepare them for the shop, I have two options for the book sizes.. 1. I can make them on lustre paper and thus not adhesive (would have to be applied with glue, tape, etc) or 2. I can print them on label paper, which I found to be perfect since it's an actual sticker and thin/lightweight which is great for paperbacks. That said, the lustre paper looks so much nicer 😭

Here they are side by side, the label paper on the left and the lustre on the right (it's a 5x7 print, the book size prints will be in a pack of multiple sizes like the left)

I tested writing my name on the left one ^^; but otherwise I hope you can see! Neither of them are pasted in yet. I'm mostly worried about the quality of how it looks. (And I don't want to offer both to save myself trouble ><....)

Sorry if I've worded this confusingly, essentially what I'm asking is: if you were theoretically ordering these, would you prefer the easy to stick on and lightweight label paper at the expense of the quality of the print? Or would you prefer a better quality print on thicker paper, and have to glue it in yourself?

Regardless, 5x7 lustre paper prints will be available! I think it would be cute to decorate a bookshelf with ♡ I'm specifically talking about the functional bookplates!

[2knightt]

could u write the gang (seperate) x a reader thats like. deeply and unashamedly obsessed w them

not in in a weird way but like soda makes reader a cake and theyre like “wow ur so talented u should be a baker youd be the best baker in the world everyone look at this isnt my bf such a good baker?? isnt he so cool???? arent you so jealous of me???”

or they visit the DX on steves lunch break and theyre like whats all this? and steve starts explaining the car stuff to them and theyre like “omg ur so smart ur the smartest person ever the DX is so lucky to have you <333 soda come look at steves car isnt he so good at this??? babe u should like reinvent cars youd totally do it better than washington or whatever”

or just reader holding hands and sitting on laps and kissing faces at all times basically the gang x reader thats all over them

「 i just wanna get high with my lover! 」

IN WHICH—you’re totally in love with them!♡ ໋֢ 🎞️✧

📀ヾFT. THE GREASERS࿐ྀུ ♡

⌗ 🕯️ notes !𖥔༌ ᰷ ﹅ i’m Finally working on reqs. WHO CHEERED???? also new theme for fics. got bored of my old ones😜

Dallas Winston ;

“you’re so strong, dal. you look so good when you fight, did you know that? you’re like the only person who looks that good when fighting. you’re so cool.”

“…thanks, doll.”

was SO STARTLED LMFAO

like??? he’s never been showered in compliments like this before. but he DOES welcome it

cocky bastard. you boosted his ego. it’s too high now.

“i stole this for you.”

“DALLAS! you didn’t have too, oh my god! you’re so sweet—and talented! i can’t believe you stole this—for me! i have the best boyfriend ever! i am so lucky, ain’t i?”

“yeah, i know.”

SHOWS U OFF SO MUCH. he just likes the reaction you give him when he does, honestly. like dallas LOVES hearing you ramble about him when he’s beside you.

he’s all, “yup. i AM the best boyfriend ever, dickhead.”

“this my partner.”

“mhm! dally’s the sweetest ever! he’s so nice to me, don’t you think? ugh, i love him so much. he’s the best boyfriend in the world.”

the way you look at him with lovesick eyes makes him wanna hold you forever and never let go btw.

IF YOU SIT ON HIS LAP AND DO THAT??? ohmy fod he’ll lose his fucking mind!!!

dallas winston looking up at you while you cradle him between your legs, his hands gently holding your waist while you gush over him, a small pink hue across his cheeks.

AHHHH AHHHHH AHHHHHH

“you’re so handsome. you’re the prettiest boy ever. i love your hair, it’s so nice. with or without the grease.”

“yeah?”

“yeah.”

has the most DISGUSTING and GROSS lovey dovey smile across his face has you plant kissed across his face, mumbling sweet nothings as you do so.

feels like you’re an angel when you do this after a bad day btw. loves you sososososo much he’s so down bad

Johnny Cade ;

looks up at you with the biggest puppy dogs eyes you’ve ever seen as you sit on his lap, kissing his scars. johnny’s lips would be slightly parted as he seems mesmerized with every movement you make.

WHIPPED. HE IS WRAPPED AROUND YOUR FINGER. the SECOND you started gushing over, he got a small grin on his face, a sense of pride washing over him.

he, like, never knew you seen him as this magnificent being. johnny’s confidence was never great but PHEWWW you’re always there to help him!!!

“you really like my scars?”

“totally. they make you look so cute, johnny. they make you, you and that’s all i could ever ask for. you’re so cute. i love you. any person would, i’m just so glad that it’s me.”

he’d get so shy after but johnny would be walking with his chin slightly higher. ‘cause deep down he’s all, “what if they don’t actually mean it☹️?” and then you show up outta nowhere and like engulf him with a hug and he’s like “nvm…i love ‘em actually☺️.”

whenever you brag about him to people, he has to look at his feet to keep himself from smiling too much.

“and if you ever need someone to listen to you, nobody does it like johnny! he’s the best listener ever, nobody can ever compare to him. johnny’s such an angel!”

“y/n…”

he’d mumble, an embarrassed groan leaving his lips as he rubbed the back of his neck, kicking a rock.

contrary to popular belief of you being more in love, he is. he swears up and down that you’re too good to him, that you’re a real doll, that he doesn’t deserve someone like you.

johnny needs someone like this in his life NOW! and if it isn’t you it’s gonna be me.

Ponyboy Curtis ;

so fucking embarrassed i’m crying.

i believe he can’t take compliments for SHIT. so being around you, he just becomes a mess. like stuttering n’ shit.

“your voice is so pretty. you read so much better than everyone else, pony. you should do it as a job—you’d totally beat everyone. it’s not like it’d ever be a competition with you there, though. you’re so cool, pony.”

“i-uhm…thank you, y/n.”

GIGGLES SOO HARD LMFAOOOO

like at night when he’s with soda, he just rambles to his older brother about what you told him. soda thinks it’s cute in the moment, but later wants ponyboy to shut up because it’s been two hours of him gushing over what you said to him.

“and then they said that i-“

“OKAY, DAMN. i have work tomorrow and you have school. ponyboy, please.”

“…okay? they said that i was the prettiest boy they’ve ever seen.”

“holy fuck.”

like he’d be ranting about some drama with the gang or some movie he’d seen, sitting on the couch as you rest your head on his shoulder.

you look over to him, thinking he’s never looked more perfect. ponyboy had washed the grease out of his hair, the fluffy hair falling over his ears.

unconsciously, you tuned him out as you leaned over, kissing him on the cheek.

“what was that for?”

“you tell stories so well, pony. you’d make a great writer, did you know that? i’m so lucky to have you.”

“i-huh?”

WAHHH COMPLIMENTING PONYBOY WHILE ATTACKING HID FACE WITH KISSES AS HE GIGGLES ☹️☹️☹️

he’s so cute thay’s literally my man….!!!!

Sodapop Curtis ;

HE’S SO IN LOVE!!!!!

sitting on the counter while he cooks and you just rant about how perfect he is makes him WEAK IN THE KNEES.

“you’re such a good baker, soda. nobody does it like you do. you’re like—the best baker in the world. ain’t he, two-bit?”

“stop it, y/n..🤭🤭”

“nah, ‘m good.”

you brag about him to the girls that go to the DX to flirt with him. i can see it now.

soda’s just in the background giggling SOO HARD AND TWEAKING WITH STEVE LMFAOO

“no, he’s so sweet to me! i swear, he’s like the best boyfriend ever, did you know that? i’d be jealous if i was you, honestly.”

“TEEHEE”

“soda, shut up!”

“i’m the best boyfriend ever, steve😛.”

HE DOES THE SAME THING FOR YOU IT’S SO CUTEEE😭😭

“you look so cute today, y/n. i got so lucky, didn’t i? had to be blessed to even have you in my life.”

FUCK i need this man at my doorstep

like imagine sitting on his lap, him staring up at you while you push back his hair with a small smile on his face. the silence between the two of you being broken by exchanged compliments.

YOU TWO MAKE EVERYONE FUCKIJG SICK I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT!!! YOU GUYS ARE SO PERFECT TOGETHER IT MAKES ME VOMIT!!!

Darry Curtis ;

tries to act cool and nonchalant when you do it, but he turns his head away to cover the huge smile that’s growing on his face.

“you’re so strong, dare! you’re the strongest person ever—you could totally take down anyone. isn’t he just the best, soda?”

“alright, that’s enough, y/n.”

“but you’re just so good to me, dare. :(.”

“sweetheart, please.”

“alright..”

“he’s smiling, y/n.”

“and blushin’…i love your brother so much.”

“everyone knows.”

AKDNSKDHEKENKDS SITTING ON HIS LAP WHILE HE SITS ON HIS CHAIR, READING THE NEWS PAPER🤭🤭

like your arms are wrapped around his neck, his arms around your waist as he reads the newspaper over your shoulder while lazily responding to your rambles.

“you look so cute with your reading glasses. you’re the most handsome boyfriend in the whole world. i’m so lucky, ain’t i?”

“you’re a real treat, y/n.”

—

“i love your hair, darry. you look so much better with this hairstyle than anyone else. you should be a model.”

“i’d be a terrible model, dear.”

gang is so jealous of your relationship btw. they call it bullshit that darry pulled you.

they fake gag and groan when you do this but in reality they’re like, ‘damn…when is it my turn to be happy.😒’

darry’s self esteem’s alright. it’s not the best but it’s not the worst. but you’re always there to remind him he’s absolutely perfect :).

Steve Randle ;

HE’S SOOOO WHIPPED LMFAOOOO

like i swear to god the second you went on a rant about him he was so ready to marry you right then and there.

“you’re so good when it comes to cars. honestly—you could just make your own and it’d be 100x better than whoever made them before. you’re just the best mechanic ever.”

“really? you think so? ‘cause if i were ever to i’d totally change the way they-“

and now steve’s on a 12 minute rant on how he’d change cars to rub better while you just sit there, listening to him with a smile.

YOU HAVE HIM SOOOO INSANE LIKE I SWEAR TO GOD!?? he couldn’t ask for a better partner if he tried!!!

like, i imagine steve’s always had confidence issues—being friends with soda n all don’t really help.

BUT THEN YOU CAME ALONG AND HE’S JUST VISIBLY HAPPIER😭😭.

“you’re so smart, steve. like—the smartest ever.”

“stawpp, oh my god. what else am i, though?”

“you’re cute, awfully nice, you got the prettiest eyes the world’s ever seen-“

please tell him all this while kissing him all over. he needs it so bad.

teehee lazily kissing steve randles face as the blush across his face grows from the never ending compliments that leave your lips😜

he’d totally tell you to shut up and when you don’t, he just kiss you.

AUGHHHH

Two-Bit Mathews ;

AUGH HE DOES THE SAME THING FOR YOU !!!!

honestly—he didn’t like it at first. ‘cause deep down he was all, ‘wtf??? i’m supposed to be making them swoon n’ shit??? why am i the one giggling rn??😒😡’

but overtime he’d look forward to your silly little love drunk rambles. tell him he’s the most thoughtful boyfriend ever when he’s drunk and he might cry.

“YOU REALLY THINK THAT? BABY, STA-“

and he’s like actually sobbing while hugging you.

sitting on two-bit’s lap in the backseat of his car at the drive-in, ignoring the movie you guys came to watch because you’re both too focused on each other.

kissing every inch of his face, laughs leaving his lips as you mutter small comments about how cute his laugh is. unconsciously, his grip on your hips tightening.

FUCK i’m making myself feel lonely writing this.

every single good thing you say about him gets internalized. someone could say his hair’s dumb but then in his head he goes ‘NUH-UH! y/n said my hair is absolutely perfect😜’

[strawberries-and-racing]

high for this - mv1 fluff + smut (part two of i wanna be yours)

pairing: max verstappen x fem!reader

a/n: im so proud to finallyyy post this and im so sorry to everyone who had to wait months and months for this but it's finally out and I hope you enjoy it🩷

requests that came together and inspired this series:

• nsfw prompts 9-13 (in pt. 2)

• 'listen up. Obsessive possessive crazy max for sweet innocent reader smut.'

• 'ok so we need dark FICS of any driver of your choice but make him very obsessive and possessive and don't forget the smut. Keep it up girlllll!!!'

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summary: a date with max + smut <3 (part 2)

warnings: fluff, smut, choking, loss of virginity, unprotected sex, fingering, oral (f receiving), penetration, edging, overstimulation, begging, dirty talk, obsessive max, degradation and praise at the same time🤨

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you and max's steps were perfectly in sync as you made your way down the streetlight lit sidewalk. the rest of the world fell away behind you as he captured all your attention.

you'd managed to let go of some of the nervousness that previously flooded your mind. the quietness of the night and the magnetic aura of the man beside you was calming.

you're holding his hand a little tighter than necessary, but you cant help it. your hand in his just felt so nice, so right.

you'd never felt that anyone had touched you with true passion. no one had touched you in the way that made you feel like your souls were colliding. and the feeling of max's hand left you craving more, made your legs weak.

"max," you look up at him.

"yeah?" he answers, meeting your gaze.

"when you drive—" you pause, wondering how to word the question youd been longing to ask. "—are you ever...scared?"

he raises his eyebrows, smiling a little.

"no, never."

"so, dying, it never crossed your mind while you're in the car?"

he presses his tongue to the inside of his cheek, considering your words.

"no, it doesn't. why?" he looks at you expectantly.

"i just, i dont know. i always think about that. it seems terrifying to me but it just doesn't seem to affect you." you fidget with your necklace.

"i guess... you just get used to it. i know its dangerous but, it doesnt really bother me because i know that im in control."

control was apparently something max liked quite a lot. you were slowly beginning to realize that.

"we're almost there" he says, something in his voice makes you shiver.

he tugs on your hand, leading you around a sharp corner.

you catch your breath, gasping softly. in front of you was a steep drop off that led to the river below. the glimmering lights of downtown stretched out ahead of you.

the sight was so breathtaking beautiful you couldnt tear your eyes away.

max however, wasn't interested in any of it. he had a much more interesting view right in beside of him.

your eyes were big and shining in awe, stray strands of hair littering your face. your mouth slightly open, your breathing deep and slow. the grip you had on maxs loosened slightly. you looked angelic, fragile.

if max could have his way he would have fucked you right there until you screamed so loud the others back at the restaurant would've heard.

but he supposed he could wait alittle longer before he pulled something like that.

"i—" you truly cant find the words. you slowly turn to look at max. you're struck by how handsome he looks in the dim light of the street lamps " thank you for..." your eyes flicker over his features "bringing me here."

you wished he would've kissed you, in fact you were desperate for it. but he didn't.

"anytime," he smiles, looking to at the sky, letting go of your hand and sitting down on the grass.

you sit next to him, leaning into him a little, you realized how tired you were. you rest your head on his shoulder.

the scent of your shampoo, your perfume, messed with his head. 

sitting there, with the moon and city lights brightening the night and stars twinkling over head, you would have fallen asleep. but at some point, max had started absent mindedly tracing patterns on your thigh.

the slow, careful motions of his fingers made you dizzy.

finally, after over an hour of you wrapped in maxs arms, sitting under the night sky, he nudged you softly.

"come on y/n," his voice is gentle as he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. you were grateful the dim lighting hid your blush. "i'll take you home."

you nod sleepily. "ok," you sigh as he helps you stand up. he puts his arm around you once again as you make your way to his car, his bodyheat the perfect contrast to the night breeze that swirled around you.

"thanks again max, that was fun". you mumble. hearing you say his name like that, and while you were in such a vulnerable state made him swallow the emotions that simmered within him.

"im happy you liked it y/n,"

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it's just before 9 in the morning as you make your way into hq. he's beside you before you even make it to the building. max seemed to have a knack for finding you.

you two being seen together had become a regular occurence. rumours were beginning to spark in the red bull team.

over the last few days, people had certainly began to notice that max had a special soft spot just for you.

it was impossible not to pick up on the way he looked at you, the way his gaze lingered. the way he found any excuse to talk to you, to touch you, to be around you.

he was constantly distracted by you. his demeanor always changing when you were around. you were the sun and he was captured in your orbit.

"hey mooi (beautiful)"

you recognize his voice immediately.

you laugh a little at the unfamiliar word. "what does that mean?"

max only smiles and shakes his head, chuckling to himself.

"nothing" he says, you brush the comment off.

"i was thinking, tonight i signed us up for a pottery class. i just remembered you saying something about it the other day."

you stop walking, turning to face him. he smiles when he sees the admiration and surprise that's written all over your face.

"it's at seven, if you're not busy."

it was so thoughtful, so sweet, so astonishing. max verstappen wanted to take you on a date. to a pottery class, because he heard you 'saying something about it the other day'. feelings wash over you. you're speechless.

you smile, warmth spreading across your body. "yes of course." you bite your lip. "that's so sweet of you max."

"well, i'll see you tonight then." his voice resonates across your whole body.

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you spent the whole evening getting ready. you were too anxious to do anything else. the idea of going on a date with max verstappen had you jittery.

you wanted everything to be perfect. you relished the time you spent showering, doing your nails and your hair. putting on your makeup and your white dress.

you're ready early and you can't stand having nothing to do other than sit and wait, staring out the window expectantly.

finally, you see him pull up. the car is sexy but you know its not his nicest.

you rush out the door and down the stairs. you leave the building and meet him at the door.

"hey" he says, looking a bit surprised "i thought I had to—" gesturing to the doorbell. you smile looking away.

"i saw your car" you say, casually waving his concerns away.

"oh," the implication that you had been waiting for him fueled his confidence.

you make the short walk to the car together, the sun already low in the sky.

nerves twisted inside of you so tightly that you were surprised you could even walk. despite your nervousness, you could hardly hold back your smile.

you were so excited, there was no other way to put it.

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you didn't know someone could look so good driving until you were in the passenger seat next to max. one hand on the wheel, the other resting on the glove box.

the rev of the engine, his natural tendency to drive aggressively, to drive fast.

something about it. how controlling the car was so effortless for him, had you pressing your knees together.

"what made you want to do pottery?" he asks, bringing you back to the present.

you look at him. "i don't know," you admit "it seems relaxing, and i've been wanting to try something new."

"relaxing? it's always seemed stressful to me, having to shape the clay and everything," he glances at you, "messy too."

you both smile.

"yeah but that's part of it, and you get to wear an apron so it's no big deal."

it's not a long drive, and soon the little pottery place comes into view as he pulls into the mostly empty parking lot. the pottery studio is nestled between a coffee shop and a little book store. it seems like something you'd find in a tv show.

you take a deep breath, letting excitment replace your tense nerves.

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focusing on your own pottery proved to be extremely difficult. your eyes kept wandering over to max's hands.

he worked the clay with such careful precision and looked so goddamn good doing it. the fluid mouvments of his fingers, the concentration in his eyes.

it was sexy, and it was building that familiar tension and heat in your stomach that you always felt when you were around him.

even though it was his first time doing this, he looked confident, sure of himself.

as the class progressed, and handling the clay became more and more delicate, you were able to find some concentration.

your brows furrowing slightly, eyes narrow as you stared down at your pottery. suddenly, you feel max's knee bump against yours, your hand slips, messing up your work.

you turn to stare at him, mouth open and eyes wide in shock. he's staring back, eyes full of mischief and a smile plastered on his face.

"max!" you hiss, bumping his knee back.

"what?" he laughed, it was impossible to stay mad though and you found yourself laughing along with him.

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it was the last class of the day and the parking lot was amlost empty, the sun was barely clinging to the horizon. the two of you left the class together, you walk slowly next to him, talking about the class.

"i didn't expect there to me so many steps. i mean first we got the clay ready then hand to wet our hands and start the spinning thing and the technique i had to use to get it just right..."

you stared at him, smiling a little to yourself as he continued talking.

he was explaining more with his hands than his words. you'd heard jokes about this around the paddock and hq before: he was maxplaining.

but you didn't mind. you liked hearing him talk, the sound of his voice, the many emotions in his eyes.

you get to the car, but max isn't quite done talking. you wait patiently, smiling at him, listening to everything he has to say about the class until, "...so yeah, that's it." he shrugs.

"yeah i agree," you say, looking up at him, you're back towards the car. "it seems like you liked it."

"i loved it."

"then we should go again sometime," you suggest.

he nods, "we should."

his eyes flicker to your lips. it was so brief, so quick, you think that maybe you had imagined it.

"im so lucky i got to take you out," he says. your eyes widen. the sweetness of his words catches you off guard.

your heart beat faster and faster as max began to lean just a little closer to you.

you knew that once he kissed you that would be it, you would be his. that the visions of him wouldn't stop after that. that there would be no room in your emotions for anything but him.

blood rushed to your head, his blue eyes so close to yours.

and then he did it. he kissed you. you felt weak as his lips touched yours, reaching your hand out to touch him. your eyes were already firmly shut and you blossomed beneath his touch like a flower.

the feeling of his mouth against yours, warm and soft, sent once again a rush of helplessness and the familiar surge of heat which left you limp and leaning into his embrace. 

his insistent mouth was parting your hesitant lips, sending shivers through you. 

your only thought was him. max. you were acutely aware of every detail. his hand brushing over your hair, his other lightly cupping your cheek. his body pressing you gently against the car. the taste of his lips.

all of it swirled together in your mind like a dizzying haze.

finally, after what was a lifetime to you, he gently pulled away from you. as soon as he did so you felt something missing. to put it simply, his body against yours felt so right.

"come back with me." he says in a low voice.

you hesitate, carefully choosing what to do, what to say.

"i— yes," you nod. that's all you had to say and he was helping you into the car and pulling out if the parking lot.

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time passed in a strange way as you drove to the hotel. the seconds passed slowly but the minutes flew by.

the anticipation building in your stomach was making it difficult to maintain normal conversation with max. the tension was thick in the air, you tried to concentrate on the city lights whizzing by through the window.

'are you coming to the next race?'

his voice cuts through the silence and eases your nerves somewhat, but there's still a tight knot in your stomach.

'yeah i am, i can't wait.' he glances at you 'i mean i've heard so many good things about silverstone.'

'yeah the crowds are insane, the fans are so passionate you know?' he speaks in that voice he always has when he talks about racing, his words sound smooth and warm. 'even if they aren't too passionate about me.'

you both laugh, smiling at eachother.

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your legs are shaking slightly by the time you get to the hotel, anxious thoughts flooding your mind.

you fumble with your seat belt and the door for a minute before he helps you out, taking your hand and leading you up to his hotel room.

he pushes open the door. your jaw drops.

the hotel room is almost bigger than your apartment. it's so luxurious, you can't imagine max finding a use for all this space.

for a second, as you admire the room around you, you think maybe you could get used to this.

before you can continue the thought, you feel his hands on your hips, turning you around to face him. you reach your arms up, around his shoulders. you relish the butterflies in your stomach.

"that pottery class was perfect max." you say in a hushed voice "i really loved it."

he smiles softly, not breaking eye contact.

"im glad you had a good time."

he slowly brings his mouth to yours once again. he kisses you tenderly. softer then last time, more careful.

gradually, without taking his lips off yours he pushed you backwards, guiding you towards the bed and carefully pressing you into the matress.

his lips brush over your jaw, placing soft pecks along your jawline, teasing you with light touches of his lips to your skin.

the tension grows as he keeps marking g your neck with hickeys that will surely embarrass you tommorrow. but now, all you felt was restlessness. he’s so warm, so close to you.

his lips are hot again your skin. you squirm a little as his lips started to trial down to your exposed collarbone.

when he touched you like this it felt demanding, controlling, like you had no choice but to listen and do what he asked.

you were already becoming such a mess. the way you were so quick to melt in his hands made you feel a little embarrassed.

he continues to place his kisses, listening to your breathing, enjoying the sound of your heartbeat, the soft exhales and hums of satisfaction. he takes his time decorating your neck and chest as his own.

an involuntary gasp escaped you once he found that spot between your collar bone and your throat that had you squirming beneath him.

his mouth worked hickeys across your sensitive skin. he was everywhere and made you feel vulnerable.

he slowly made his way downwards to spread light kisses across your chest, brushing his lips softly over your breasts, making you shiver.

you bite your lip trying to hold back your moans, hands slightly tightening in his hair, barely resisting the immense urge to arch your back off the matress.

"let it out y/n," the sound of his voice clouded your mind. his words were a little deeper than usual, his accent thicker and incredibly hot. "let everyone hear you, let's make sure they know you're mine, yeah?" his words sent a rush of heat through you, all you could to was nod.

he continues working his way down your body, his fingers tracing down your stomach. his touch so feathery, so careful.

his hands fluttered over your stomach, tracing soft patterns across your skin.you shutter, your breathing shaky.

his fingers trailed up your thighs, barely even touching you, making anticipation curl in your stomach. a breathy moan escapes your lips.

his touch came closer and closer to your core, his pupils dilating as he took in the view right in front of him. you were dripping wetness, legs tensing slightly.

his fingers trace ever so lightly around the edges of your pussy. you couldnt take it any longer.

"max—" you moan softly, shutting your eyes momentarily. he smirks, looking up at you from between your legs.

"such pretty sounds, makes me want to wreck you." 

without hesitation he pushes your thighs apart a little further and licked a long stripe over your folds.

the unexpected stimulation makes you squirm, one of his hands finds your wrists and holds them above your head, forcing you to be still.

his tongue swirled over your clit, you had to shut your eyes. your fingers tighten in his hair, pulling his closer to your cunt as your head fell back.

"fuck," you whisper, max hums underneath you; the vibration makes you squirm. he rips another moan from your throat as his tongue rubs tight circles around your clit.

his forced your thighs apart even wider as his mouth continued to work.

max was impatient by this point, he just wanted his fingers inside of you. to feel your hot cunt clenching around him.

while you're writhing in pleasure underneath him all he can think about is taking advantage of your lovely body, taking control of your mind, ruining you for anyone else.

your fingers knot in his hair as his fingers rub over your g-spot, pulling him in and pushing him out at the same time.

every sweet moan from your lips inflating his ego as his fingers dig into you deeply and unforgivingly.

you let your back arch, moving your hips, desperately wanting to grind down onto his fingers as your orgasm built in your stomach. but his hand hands your hip and presses you back into the matress. he feels your pussy shudder around his fingers and he has to use all his strength to not pull his fingers out of you.

he would love nothing more than to see the look of desperation on your face, to hear you beg and plead for him to let you come. but he thought better of it, he decided that tonight was for you.

he shifts so that he's back on top of you, his thumb replacing his tongue on your clit and his mouth back on your neck.

"you wanna come don't you?"

you open your mouth to respond but before you can get the words out he curls his fingers inside of you, making you hiss, your fingers twist and grip the sheets.

"max—" you moan as he curls his fingers and scissors them, stretching you and making your eyes roll back.

"please" you whimpered.

you were so dangerously close to the edge, every thrust of his fingers nudging you closer to the tipping point.

finally, max let you come. one last impossibly deep thrust of his fingers and you were coming. moans falling from your lips, shutting your eyes in ecstasy.

his fingers gradually slowed as bliss rippled over you and your body trembled beneath his.

the sound of your heavy breathing filled the room as he gently pulled his fingers out of you, they're soaked in your cum.

without any thought or hesitation, he licks his fingers clean. the action was so casual, as if he'd done it a hundred times before, but it made your cunt ache for more of him.

you can't help but push your hips forwards a little and grind up and down the length of his cock.

he groans, his head falling and his hands once again coming to your hips to stop your mouvments.

"patience," he breathes, as his mouth once again finds your neck, his hands running across your body.

just as your breathing was beginning to steady, he runs the head of his cock over your folds, your cunt clenched around nothing, a million thoughts flood your mind.

he was so close to you in so many ways, almost inside you. his closeness helped your body relax, the warm tingling of your orgasm still lingering.

but the relaxation was short-lived as you realized: he doesn't know.

"max...?" your voice is bearly audible.

"mm hmm" max murmurs. he feels your body freeze up beneath him. he pulls away from your neck slightly to look at you.

you're blushing immensely and can't even meet his eyes. he's hit with realization before you even say anything.

"i've never—" you can barely get the words out, your voice a shy whisper. "i mean...it's my first time."

those four little words fuzzied his mind with a cloud of lust.

the fact that you were offering him something so precious, the fact that you were so pure, so untouched, that he would be the one to take your virginity affected every inch of him.

he brushed a strand of hair out of your eyes, his hand resting on your cheek. "dont worry, i'll take care of you" he says in a hushed voice.

his soft words were a stark contrast to his thoughts, all he could think about in that moment was fucking you stupid and corrupting your innocence.

but he didn't let it show. instead, he leaned down to kiss you.

“do you trust me?” his voice almost a whisper. his hands hold you by your waist, his eyes staring into yours.

you nod, eyes stinging with tears that threaten to spill over. emotions swirl inside you, you're unsure what you should be feeling. you swallow, trying to compose yourself.

"just... please be gentle" you murmur. max's lips press against your neck, you feel the vibration from a low sound in the back of his throat.

you sounded so painfully innocent, like you didn't really know what was going on.

he doesn't think you even know how your voice sounds. so soft, so sweet like your words are dipped in honey. everything about you was tearing him apart.

"breathe," he says.

you let out the breath you didn't realize you'd been holding. you moan instinctively at the stretch as you feel his cock entered you.

it was undescribable. you shut your eyes, tears running down your cheeks as the two of you slowly became one. it made your heart pound and your stomach twist, knowing that you couldn't be any closer than this, to know that he was inside of you.

max's groans set all of your sense on fire while he continues carefully pushing between your tight walls.

his head falls to your neck. your core is so hot, already pulsing with stimulation.

you shut your eyes, tears running down your cheeks, eyes stinging from the mix of emotions.

your tears only made max thrust into you deeper, struggling to keep his pace slow.

you were aware of every inch of his cock inside you, filling you up perfectly. you dug your nails into his arms as you adjusted to him.

you open your eyes, looking up at him. his usually blue eyes were consumed with darkness.

his slow but deep thrusts envoked sensations you never knew you were capable of feeling, making you moan softly.

he was the ocean, and you were drowning happily in him. you let his waves wash over you.

once he felt like you were ready for more he pulled away from you and without saying a word he guided your legs gently upwards so that you knees were by your head.

you don't protest, only whine at the lack of contact.

he continues to thrust into you, his pace faster than before. it takes everything you have not to scream.

you pushed your legs further apart, spreading yourself for max even more so that he could thrust into you so deeply that the head of his cock hit your cervix.

your nails dug into his back.

the sounds coming from your lips could only be describes as pornographic. skin slapping against skin was all you could hear.

his name was the only word you knew and it tumbled from your lips over and over. your eyes rolling back with each of his ruthless thrusts.

he pounded into you so hard the bed shook. your nails now scraping down his arms as you clung to him.

a new type pleasure bloomed in your stomach, different than anything you'd ever experienced.

"i feel...max...i think i'm gonna—"

as max looked down at your face, all the thoughts that ran through his head were how ruined you looked, corrupted, your innocence gone and all because of him.

how many nights had he lay awake thinking about how you sounded? how you looked when you came? countless.

he thought this must be what heaven was like, his fantasy finally coming true and unfolding before him. as you came, he's taking in your features like it was the first time he'd ever truly seen you.

your walls pulsate and clench around his cock mercilessly, your scream-like moans filling the room.

"fuck y/n" his voice is rough, his breathe heavy.

your body shook beneath him as he kept thrusting into you. the overstimulation was close to becoming painful.

finally, with one last deep thrust, he came inside you. his hands held onto you so tightly there would surely be bruises.

you squirmed as the primal pleasure of him filling you up completely clouded your brain.

after a minute of stillness, of comfortable silence, he pulled out of you. but of course, he wasn't done with you just yet.

you feel him start slowly fucking his cum back into you with him fingers, causing you to writhe in pain from the complete overstimulation.

"max, no no please i cant it's too much," you beg, trying to push his hand away, eyes tearing up.

despite the urges he had to keep fingering you, to hear more of your pretty pleads, he can tell your fucked out. that your body is completely spent. and so, seeing the desperate tears in your eyes, he lets you push him away.

instead, he pulls you to him and kisses you. his lips feel hot, and his mouth tells you everything he's feeling. he holds you, his arms shielding you from the world. there's nothing to say, so you say nothing.

after a minute he sits up, kisses you one last time, and gets dressed.

"i'll be right back," he says before walling into the bathroom.

you sit up, pulling the covers around you, your legs trembling. your body feels exhausted.

you hear the bath begin running. at first, you're confused, shocked even. max didnt strike you as the kind of guy who ran baths for you. but after a moment, contentment settles over you.

you swing your legs over the edge of the bed, and try to stand. but your legs are still shaking, your entire body worn out.

"max!" you call, holding yourself up by the bed, legs already threatening to give out.

"yeah?" he says, walking back into the bedroom.

"i can't walk." you say, looking away, embarrassed by your awkward position.

max smiles, and gently helps you stand up, before scooping you into his arms and taking you to the bathroom.

maybe you could get used to this.

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a/n: AHHH i worked on this for so long i hope you enjoyed <33333 do you guys want a part 3? 😏😏

[moonstruckme]

Oooo darling!! Your latest TASM fic sparked and idea!

(Before that, hello lovely 🩷 i hope you're having the best spooky season!)

Big brother!Sirius coming to save some poor sod that upset his slytherin!sister (Regulus' twin). So you have the charming & fun Sirius; quiet & regal Regulus; loyal & volatile reader. And i imagine Sirius calls them his twin stars (because hes deffinately a huge sap).

Where wolfstar is in 7th year and has a great relationship with the twins (maybe theyre trying to become their legal guardians behind the scenes). He and Remus are in their dorm before Peter bursts in, breathless, only saying "y/n" before Sirius is off. He has no doubt to why you were put in 🐍, and god forbid someone actually hurt his baby sister.

On reader's side, someone made a snide comment about Remmy being a halfblood or ruining the Black legacy or something and reader gets pissed because shes actually quite fond of him.

Then whatever you decide love; maybe reader gets hurt; maybe she does the hurting; maybe Remus saves the day with his long legs; or Sirius might show people what growing up in the 'Noble house of Black' does to someone. And idk what Reggie is doing, i imagine he was making out with James and they come in at the last minute ("😱 james!! What have you done!? Youve DEFILED one of my precious stars!!! Let go of him!!!! NO, dont touch him, get away.")

Anyway bub, as always; dont feel pressured and take all the creative liberties youd like!! Love you lots darling x

Hi my lovely, thanks for requesting! I really need to get more creative than bloody noses but ugh they're just so classic

cw: blood

big brother!sirius + (as opposed to x, I guess?) little sister!reader ♡ 861 words

“You weren’t there!” you insist as Sirius stalks back and forth across the room, tapping his wand against his leg in a quick, restless beat. “He said—he—” You look at Remus, the boy’s eyebrows drawn together in concentration and concern as he presses a cloth under your nose, trying to stop the blood that’s already crusted down your chin. You decide to keep your mouth shut. 

Remus smiles wryly, and you know he suspects why you’ve chosen to go quiet. “It doesn’t matter what they said, love. I don’t need you getting in fights for me.”

“Who was it?” Sirius demands, for probably the fourth or fifth time. You’re losing count. 

“It’s already been hand—ah!” Remus murmurs an episky while you’re distracted, and you flinch, hands flying to your face as your septum snaps back into its proper place. “Fuck, could’a given me some warning.” 

“Sorry,” Remus says, and he looks like he means it, tilting your chin up to continue cleaning your face as you look at him with teary eyes. “Thought it might hurt less if you weren’t expecting it.” 

“How do you figure?” you ask him, somewhat miffed. 

“Back. On. Task.” Sirius claps his hands with each word, coming to a stop in front of you. “Who did this? Remus is my boyfriend, I have twice as much a right to defend his honor as you do, you—you fucking—squirt.” 

You sneer at the childish name, but you know your brother means to rile you. “I told you, I handled it. He won’t do it again.” 

“And he’s never going to touch you again either,” Sirius promises menacingly, squatting in front of you to look you in the eyes, “if you just tell me the fucker’s name.” 

“Alright, that’s enough,” Remus says, taking his boyfriend’s shoulder in a spindly hand, the touch both soothing and controlling as he pushes Sirius back from you. “Let’s just let her rest for a minute, yeah?” Sirius sputters in protest, but Remus moves in front of him, pressing his face into his boyfriends’ dark locks. You roll your eyes at the display, though a tiny part of you loves that your brother has someone who loves him this well. Once he quiets, Remus speaks in a low, soothing voice. “I know, I know, you won’t be deterred from your vengeance, but there’s time for that later. Let’s just calm down for now.” 

It’s a lovely prospect, but at that moment, the door opens to reveal Regulus and James, both looking somewhat ruffled. James stops short at seeing you all gathered in his dorm (Remus and Sirius, of course, have every right to be here, but you’d bet he and Reg were hoping for some privacy) and stands there blinking for a moment. Your twin’s blasé facade slips the moment he sees you with blood still crusted to your nostrils and tear tracks down your face. 

“What happened?” he asks, pushing past James and into the dorm. 

“She got into a fight,” Sirius says, outrage instantly rekindled, and Remus sighs in exasperated resignation, his work undone. “Someone said something about Moony, but she won’t tell who.” 

Now James looks upset too, eyes darting to Remus concernedly. “About Moony? When?” 

“Just now!” Sirius throws up his hands. “Ten minutes ago! Did either of you see anything?” 

James shakes his head, and despite Regulus’ blank expression, you catch the embarrassed shifting of his stance. “No,” James says, “we were, uh…we didn’t see anything.” 

“I bet I know who it was though,” Regulus offers, that traitorous scum. He’s just throwing you under the bus to take the heat off himself. 

It works; Sirius perks up. “Yeah? Who?”

“It doesn’t matter who,” you say, but Sirius cuts you off, facing your twin. 

“Who?” he asks. 

“It was the guy you were arguing with yesterday too, right?” Reg glances at you for confirmation, and you glare at him. Don’t you dare, your look says, but he nods and turns back to Sirius. “He’s your year, the one you guys call Sni—”

“Reg and James were coming in here to have sex!” you blurt. 

It’s a wonder Sirius doesn’t get whiplash from how fast he turns around. “What?” 

You nod, unable to feel guilty as Regulus gives you an appalled look from behind your older brother. “Mhm,” you say. “Their hair is all messed up, and look—their lips are swollen. Plus, they were surprised we were in here.” 

You do feel a tiny bit bad for James, whose dark skin blanches when Sirius turns on him. “James Potter, did you come in here to defile my brother?” 

James looks to Remus for help, but his friend only turns his palms up like Sorry, what can you do?. After a second, Regulus steps closer to him.

“Sirius, we—”

“Don’t touch him,” Sirius practically retches. He shakes his head, grabbing Regulus by the arm and all but dragging him from the room. “Alright, listen. You are going to tell me who was talking shit about Remus, and then we’re going to have an entirely separate conversation about boundaries.” He casts a noxious look back at James. “And I’ll deal with you later!” 

[lululandd]

being könig’s significant other would include:

ngl this one made me kinda emotional

♡ hiking.

könig’s true home that he loves going back to is the one by the mountains. yes he has a large apartment in germany for convenience but his heart is always in that old house in austria where he grew up. the one in the mountains where not even google maps reach, where the road to his house is half hidden by a large bush. if he comes home during summer he will wake you up before dawn and hurry you up the mountain to watch the sunrise together. sometimes if you’re too sleepy he will carry you on his back on in his arms so you two can make it. summer sunrises are his favourite and you almost always spend the summers and autumns in his childhood home.

♡ his grandmother.

the file in the nursing home says she’s ninety five but from the dates in the pictures könig has shown you shes way above a hundred. and you can see why people believe her words. she is indeed old but she has way more life than the other people staying there. you asked him one day why does she stay in the nursing home instead of his house and he said thats where she wants to to because all her friends are there. könig asks for time off work every autumn to spend time with her. (youd think hed be way more lenient with catching sunrise during hikes because shes there but lmao the old woman nudges you with her cane so youd wake up faster. he gets the hiking gene from her apparently.)

♡ hunting.

because kortac doesnt let him be a sniper, he picks up hunting to scratch the itch. still very bitter because he knows he’s at least a sharpshooter, and expert with more training. mans has more knives in his basement than you have in the kitchen and can skin any animal with scary efficiency. he would share some game with the neighbours and come home with whatever they have. honey, fruits, or other types of game that they caught.

♡ handholding.

he is extremely clingy, and would just hold your hand no matter the occassion. sometimes pouts when you need both hands to do something. one day you squeezed his hand to show extra love and he squeezed back. so you squeeze his hand harder to show more love. so he squeezed even harder and you would end up in tears at the end from all the laughing. he would love to just do more than handholding out in public but he doesnt want bad rumours to surround you so he keeps the PDA to a minimum. the old couples around town secretly waits for you two to get married.

♡ so many plants.

he has so many plant babies that he babytalks when he gets home. when you wanted to prank him with the “creating a harsh and traumatising environment so my plant can grow big and strong just like my parents did for me” he gasped so loudly because he didnt think you know about plants!! and how this is good for them!!

♡ der tatortreiniger (the crimescene cleaner)

he cringes at the awkwardness, gets secondhand embarrassment from the interactions, and groans at how schotty’s unprofessionalism mirrors his own sometimes but loves the conversation happening throughout the series and the friendships he built along the way. mans comfort show tbh, knows lots of trivias about the show. watched it so many times he recognises the extras if they appear in another show.

♡ knitted sweaters.

just like ghost, he chooses comfort over everything else but prefers knitted sweaters over hoodies. buys local or from small businesses. he knows they use better quality yarn and takes extra care of them in the making. if you can knit? better. if you start learning knitting???? for him????? he’ll cry you a sweater of tears.

♡ bunnies.

gigantic bunnies. those flemish giant rabbits that can be as big as a sheltie. one of his uncles saw his growth spurt and just gave him one when he was young. two peas in a pod immediately. inseparable. he was heartbroken when he had to leave the little thing to join the military. even more heartbroken when he came home one day and his bunny wasn’t there anymore. he picked up a giant bunny again when he sees you cooing at some normal sized rabbits at the fair, and now you are three peas in a pod. the bunny would run towards the front door and then flop on its side the moment könig comes home.

♡ ointments.

mans old. come on now. he might be your little meow meow but dudes aging. bones not crackalackin yet because of all the excercise he gets. but he old. at least one joint has to be fucked up because hes always the first one to come into a contested room. on bad days, usually when its cold or when it’s raining you can see the discomfort on his face and you get the ointment for his broken joint. sometimes you sing a little while doing it to lift his spirits and boy it does. would pick you up and spin you around immediately after you set the ointment down. you’re his light, and he loves to see that light shine.

[br4tphobia]

not so innocent + armin arlert .

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ details + “INNOCENT” ! ARMIN A. x Shy! Black Reader, small dirty talk, back shots, hair pulling, profanity, armin fucking you DUMB, semi public sex, groping, unprotected sex (wear condoms!), oral (m receiving), sex little plot (im sorryyryr) overstimulation, fingering, cock drunk reader, mean armin, bimbo! reader (if u squint), armin as yo study buddy ♡

✧˖*° vals note!! + IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG, COLLEGE IS A BITCH 😭😭😭

you needed help in chemistry, and you were desperate. you were tired of seeing E’s and tried studying harder and harder for upcoming quizzes but it never clicked for you...

“and the highest score goes to Armin Arlert, with a 97.” you hear that name majority of the time when it comes to highest scores, but you never thought of asking him to tutor you. he can tell your struggling, he may or may not have caught of glimpse of your scores.

later that day you caught him in the library, knowing there probably wont be another opportunity you took it. “hey! armin, can i..?” you whisper yell, before getting permission to sit down with armin. “whats up?” his voice is light and comforting.

“i was wondering if you could like.. you know.. help me in chemistry?” you start picking at your nails, afraid of rejection and embarrassment, your overthinking was cut short to a giggle “of course, we can start right now or later? its up to you.” flashing a toothy smile, “now would be great..”

“alright, luckily i was already studying chemistry, so that saves us some time.”

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“many kinds of organohalides form gridnar— ” his calming tone went quiet as you zoned out, admiring his features. his blonde extra strands of hair infront of his eyes, sharp jawline, pierced ears, his glasses on the bridge of his nose, the way he licks his lips after every few sentences, hes..really cute.., you thought to yourself. “ʏ/ɴ?” … “y/n!”

you snap back into reality, “are you ok..?” he asked in a worried expression, with furrowed eyebrows finding you dumbfounded, wide eyed and agape mouth. “o–oh yeah! continue, im sorry..” you reply nervously. “you know if you’re uncomfortable, tell me.. you can trust me.” he gave u a comforting smile; you felt yourself getting warm all over before returning one back to him, hes so sweet, you were on the verge of swinging your feet and twirling your hair. he continued to read, as the same thing happened again.

checking him out once again before sighing, acknowledging youre staring at him. “Y/n..” you shoot up like a puppy staring back into his low eyes, “you know, if you didnt wanna study… you couldve said so. ” he accused, closing the text book. “huh.. no! of course i wanna study! what am i here for..?” you explained in panic, hoping you didnt ruin whatever bond you both had going on. “to eye fuck me?” ..no response. “hm?” he waited impatiently for a answer. opening your mouth to make up an excuse “ I..” nothing comes to mind, being found dumbfounded again, falling for his “innocence”. you look down to pick at your fingers again.

he slid his hand up your thigh, the other one on your chin “go on..say it.” hypnotized by his low tone, again no response. a small laugh came from him “youre cute..” he leaned in closer, “let me know if im reading the room wrong..” taking off his glasses before he kissed you, placing his tongue in your mouth. he rubbed circles on your thigh, your core getting hotter by the second.

you slid your hand over his buldge, stroking his cock through his sweatpants. “fuck.." he pulled from the kiss and rolled his head back taking a breath out. pulling his cock out youd be lying if his size didnt surprise you. you started stroking him, smiling softly and u his watched cock twitch with his slit over flowing with precum. you wanted him then and there. you spit on his tip, stroking it faster before you go down on him. swirling your tongue around his head. “oh shit..” he bucked his hips into your mouth, looking up at him, curling your lips up a bit, you cant help but feel powerful. you were making him feel good and you knew it.

“ just like that…” he whispered, moving your hair out the way. popping and slurping echoed through the room mixed with his pretty moans. he pushed your head down getting more turned on at the sound of your gags. his groans and moans getting louder “im gonna haah~..cum..” you bobbed your head faster, eager for his cum. “look at me..” he huffed, feeling him twitch in your mouth. opening your mouth letting his tip sit on your tongue as his nut slid down your throat. “fuck.. look at you..” he grabbed your chin and kissed you.

he picked you up and put you on the desk, slipping you out of your clothes and throwing them on the floor, he stood there. examining your body in awe, tracing your curves with the tip of his fingers. “youre so pretty..” whispering as he made his way to your thighs, drawing unknown shapes on the inside of your thighs, dangerously getting close to your core.

you buck your hips, trying to tell him you need it, he continues to trace the outlines of your folds, making his way up and dragging 2 fingers down, just barely making contact with you clit. “arminn p-please..” crying out, tired of the teasing. “please what? dont know why youre begging if i dont know what your begging for..” you whine at his sly remark. “your fingers..” you mumble in embarrassment, hoping he’d do it.

“thats all i wanted to hear..” he drags his fingers up your pussy and inserts his middle and ring, his fingers causing a short sound of squelching as you gasp and roll your head back. “fuck..” feeling stimulation on your puffy clit, rubbing it the right way. his fingers knuckles deep scissoring, pumping and curling inside of your wet pussy hitting all the right spots.

tears forming at the brim of your eyes, he watched your facial expressions and body language as you start getting louder, knowing you feel your high approaching already, whining louder. “aw look at you..i haven’t even fucked you and you’re moaning like a slut on my fingers..” the corner of his lips turning up, pressing harder on your clit.

“o-oh fuck—” breathy moans kept falling from your plump lips, releasing all over his fingers, pulsing around them as you try to catch your breath from your intense orgasm. “damn..already?” a small laugh came from his chest, “bend over the desk f’me..” without a thought you bring yourself down with quivering legs and arch your back over the desk, just like he asked as he pulled you closer to him and slid his cock through your folds, slapping it on your clit. you yelp from the sudden shock of being caught off guard, he drags his tip down at your hole then stops.

you stare at him, only to be beaten by him glaring back, then moving his eyes back at your exposed cunt. “go ahead, slide it in.” he gave you the go ahead, you wrapped your long acrylics around his dick and slide his fat tip in with a soft moan.

“shit—” he cursed at shoving all 7 inches inside you, stretching you out perfectly. he let you adjust for a few seconds then start thrusting inside you, stroking you deep. you let out a gasp at his tip poking your cervix every few thrusts, “f—fuck..armin..” you moan quietly, not wanting to get caught.

more moans and groans came from the both of you, you try to keep your volume down from his deep strokes but you cant help it. his cock pounding into you with no mercy even how much you beg him to slow down. balls slapping your clit, cervix being poked continuously, lipgloss smeared, sweating edges and messed up lashes?! this boy was fucking you stupid.

he tugs on your hair, causing your back to arch, making him go deeper than we was before. his tip pushed harder into your womb, a familiar heat formed in your stomach, “shit im gonna c–cum..” you slap your hand over your mouth, still fearing of being caught. “go ahead..make a mess.” shuddering beneath him, “god..” armin threw his head back in ecstasy, fucking you through your orgasm. “s-shit armin..”

your body shakes and burn with overstimulation, still fucking your harsh. “i c-cant..” you sounded like you were about to cry and armin loved it. it turned him on even more. “cant what? speak up.”

“its t—too much..” your hiccups and moans were downright pornographic. “shut up and take it.” he gripped on your throat from the back and pinned your head down. strings of squeaky moans and silent screams came from you. he loved how much of a slut he made out of you. all for him.

you eyes rolled to the back of your head whispering inaudible curses at his intoxicating strokes. you feel your second orgasm approaching again already. “shit… im gonna cum…” he slowed down, rolling his hips into you slow and sensually, armins soft pants and moans got louder before biting his lip to shut himself up. you feel your third orgasm approaching again, “c—cumming..” you choke on another silent moan as you lose all strength thats holding you up.

gushing all over his cock before he pulled out and released on your back with a moan. he watched your pussy drip with your cum in awe, the sight alone could make him nut again. “you still with me..?” he tone laced in concern, “yeah…”

“i-im sorry.. for..you know.” you whisper in humiliation, armin let out a small laugh and wiped his seed off your back. “its fine, i enjoyed it anyway. did u plan this..?” he furrowed his eyebrows again, “nono! i swear i didnt..” your mind went into a small state of panic.

“hey, trust me i believe you." a small silence occured

"so u wanna continue or.."

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[ssparksflyy]

dating jason grace hcs! (ᴗ͈ ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ.ﾟ

pairing jason grace x child of hermes!reader summary based off this request !! an lin manuel as hermes no matter how much i pretend to hate youre iconic and i actually love you

"okokokok" and "lalalala" who ???

people were so surprised when you started dating since youre literal opposites ?!?!

youre so chill and laid back and fun

jason straightens up so quick and salutes if somebody yells attention

but since he's met you, he's definitely relaxed a little more

he's learnt to accept the fact that he can actually relax at times and just enjoy himself ?!?!?!? (shocking, right)

and you were the one who taught him that !!

it honestly started when your first met

cause he was training by himself after lessons had finsihed

you were walking around with your siblings, just passing by and decided to ask him if he wanted to go to the fireworks show that was being held that night ♡

cause like youd seen him around camp before, always helping someone out with someone, and youd be lying if you said you didnt think he was cute 😋 (i sound like a nine year old omg bye)

so what better time to ask than now !

i could lie and say he was super chill about it but lets be honest he was already smitten before you could even finish the question

dropped his sword, face all red and everythinggg 😵‍💫

(you tease him about this now, but he just fights it with a corny "guess you stole my heart" that makes you cringe and roll your eyes yet still smile)

he tried to act all cool and say he'd think about it when in reality he was already getting ready to run to the aphrodite cabin and ask piper for help

i love tlh trio so much i just know jason would be panicking about the whole thing and piper's trying to reassure him + give genuine advice while leo is just messing around 😭

he did manage to get some tips and you ended spending the whole nights talking and laughing instead of actually watching the fireworks ♡♡

he walked you back to your cabin and by then you both established big ol' crushes on each other (aw ya cuties)

the amount of teasing you got from your cabin that night was actually crazy though

you were last to get in that night and entered to a whole chorus of 'oooooo's

a few thrown pillows and 'connor i swear to the gods i will push you off the lava wall-'s later and you were finally able to go to sleep though ♡

the teasing and jokes never stop

even when you (finally) started dating

its your cabin's love language honestly

your younger siblings are OBSESSED with jason

hes actually so good with kids bye

he just 'treats them the way he wished he was treated as a kid :(

his words not mine i dont talk like im giving an anti-bullying assembly

but like he loves playing with them

instant besties !

he even helped them prank you one time :o

he felt so devious doing it good lord

real i was a bad girl i did some bad things yaknow

literally all he did was distract you as your siblings taped a balloon full of water and got a dart pin ready to pop it when you walked into the door

but he was all giggly when the prank succeeded

only for like 5 seconds cause then he was helping you dry off and apologizing

you didnt minddddd, it was fun seeing him act like a "rebel"

okay call me crazy but like trackstar power couple

hermes kids are fast, known fact, evidence? tlt musical said so

and i feel like jupiter/zeus kids would be too!! like moving at the speed of lightning hyperbole... please tell me you see the vision

but like being able to use that as an excuse to get some time away from people... the scandal.

jason telling the group he's with (not necessarily close friends, he knows he can just tell them that he's going out with you) that he's going out for a run

youll be flushed when you return-

when really he's ditching them to go hang out with you

cause this man can NOT say no. he's a people pleaser man it's hardwired into our brains

and they'll think it's normal cause like jasons weird

why question the kid who likes musicals and history

do you see where this is going.

jason taking you to watch opening night of hamilton cause he's been bouncing off the walls for it and really wanted to show you so he'd have someone to talk to about it after :)

it started off fun!!

you were both really enjoying the beginning! well, the first minute and twenty seconds of it at least

cause after that you lost your shit :D

your dad was literally on stage, a few hundred feet away from you, acting as a founding father

the rest of the show you were internally freaking out, questioning everything

jason had no clue, not until you told him during intermission

had the AUDACITY to say "...and thats how you were born" after the traumatizing experience of say no to this

after the show you chased you dad down on the street as he was trying to get 'home'

jason was lowkey giggling the whole time like he was not taking this serious at alllll

but hey he got to meet your dad !!

hermes likes jason, thinks he's a very distinguished gentleman

jason likes hermes, thinks he's pretty good at rapping

at least one of you gained something from that experience

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[ariseur]

Can I request dmc guys jealousy headcanons, if thats something youd be interested in writing? 👀

dmc guys jealousy hc’s 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

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intended lowercase, kinda spoilers for dmc5 in nero’s hcs (?), mentions of possessiveness and obv jealousy, lmk if i missed anything!! 💕

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓓ANTE — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ for DANTE, i feel like he trusts you deeply and wouldn’t get jealous as easily as maybe, say— vergil?

❥ he’s pretty confident in your relationship but on the off chance he does get jealous, he’ll let it play out for awhile as he watches from afar.

❥ he’ll play it off as a joke, but if the person starts getting a little too touchy, he’ll ‘casually’ slide in with an arm around your waist and a kiss on your jaw, looking into the person’s eyes while you giggle at the sudden affection.

❥ dante would lowkey try to one-up them on the down low. oh, they buy you a drink? dante’s buying you ten. they compliment your hair? dante’s in your ear telling you how gorgeous you look today.

❥ and it’s not like he feels like he needs to give you false compliments just to one-up the other person, he just finds it amusing the way their jaw clenches when they see dante muttering in your ear while his eyes lock on them, a shit eating grin glued to his face because he knows what he’s doing.

❥ if you leave for whatever reason, dante might ‘accidentally’ make the person uncomfortable if they don’t get the hint already just by his tone. he’ll make passive aggressive comments if they’ve been getting too touchy, maybe nudge them a little too hard in the ribs or grip their shoulder a bit too tight at a ‘really funny joke’.

❥ dante does trust you though, it’s only when the person starts to get physical is when it becomes more of a problem. his energy speaks volumes, so you can tell if he has underlying intentions just from his smile.

❥ he’ll try to act friendly, albeit still a little petty, even if you know them personally. an arm slung across your shoulder or your waist along with scattered kisses across your face and shoulder is his main go-to. dante’s main goal is either for them to get the hint or for your mind to be occupied on him only.

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓥ERGIL — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ now VERGIL.. vergil is much more intimidating with his reactions. once he spots someone chatting it up with you and getting a little too close, he’s there in an instant.

❥ the only difference between him and dante’s reaction is that fact that vergil silently brews, eyes burning holes through the person as he watches quietly. he’ll take a seat next to you as his eyes never leave them, even once you greet him when he sits with you— just his piercing gaze staring them down.

❥ he swears that he doesn’t get jealous, that’s he’s better than whatever assumption you’re implying, oh my my! how dare you assume such things about this son of sparda?

❥ but alas, vergil gets hella jealous.

❥ it’s not that he doesn’t trust you, he’s just very possessive over you. and it’s not like he’ll keep you locked away for him and him only, either. it’s simply a matter that involves his own ego and i don’t know if it’s some demon thing, but he just craves your scent. that, or his scent on you. just something that tells people that you’re his and he’s yours.

❥ if the person doesn’t take the hint after the abundance in glares that vergil throws at them, he’ll start making remarks. nothing too serious, just initiating some sort of confrontation if he sees that you’re uncomfortable. if you don’t seem annoyed or bothered by it, vergil will second-guess it and leave you to your own devices, trusting that you’ll handle it at some point.

❥ i doubt anybody would try vergil, so i wouldn’t even consider that a possibility. he’s a devil hunter that’s over six feet tall with a fit body and yamato sheathed in his back pocket, nobody in their right mind would fuck with him.

❥ vergil obviously knows to be logical, though. he doesn’t let his emotions get the better of him during this time and hopes that you’ll know how to handle it yourself. although, he definitely wouldn’t mind scaring the person off a little more.

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓝ERO — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ i honestly doubt that this man can keep his mouth shut. NERO just struggles with not making a stupid smartass remark every second.

❥ nero definitely has some insecurities that he buries, often only coming out in shorts bursts of when he can’t take it anymore. these jabs and quips that he makes are his form of concealing the fact that he’s insecure about himself and his abilities, especially if this is during or post-to-finding-out-who-his-father-is.

❥ i wouldn’t say he’s aggressive, but his mouth would def get him into big trouble. if he saw that you looked uncomfortable with the person or they started getting too touchy with you, he literally teleports next to you and greets you with a chaste cheek kiss. if you seemed okay with it, though, he’d try his best to brush it off but still glance at you every once in awhile (and by that i mean literally every minute) just to check on you.

❥ if he does decide to sit with you and just listen in on the conversation, he’ll basically just be hovering over you awkwardly. there are two ways this’ll go, either nero’s going to act all nonchalant like he doesn’t care even though he has a keen eye on whoever’s flirting with you (like father like son)— or he’s going to be really clingy with you.

❥ not really physically clingy, but more so clingy in the way where he’ll follow you around like a dog with heart eyes the whole time. even after you’ve stopped talking to the person.

❥ (he’s just like that, guys.)

❥ i think he gets a tiny bit butthurt afterwards though. i mean, he’s been called dead weight and basically has been looked down upon by both his father and his uncle, essentially being seen almost as a pest during the duration of dmc5.

❥ help this boy please, he def needs it

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓥 — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ im sorry but i cannot see V as a jealous person

❥ i think v is a very calm natured guy, and i think he has a lot of faith in you. he trusts that you’ll be able to make the right choice in the end, and he knows that you wouldn’t just up and cheat on him or leave him out of the blue. he knows you know better and so he leaves you be.

❥ though.. it doesn’t hurt to watch from afar, does it?

❥ v is also an observer, he watches the interactions between you two as he studies both of your body languages. it’s not like he thinks you’ll do anything, it’s just his nature.

❥ griffon would definitely tease him about looking at you so much, squawking out nonsense as he calls v whipped for you.

❥ if he sees that you’re uncomfortable or you want to get out of the conversation— it can go a few different ways.

❥ one of the scenarios, for instance, would consist of him closing his book as he gets up and he walks over to the two of you. he’d greet you sweetly, side-eyeing the person in front of you as he kisses your hand. maybe he’d take a seat next to you just to let the person know that he’s watching. and if that didn’t work, griffon would certainly scare them off just by his yapping.

“shit, a bow tie? really? was your torso too wide for a tie or what?”

❥ overall, v isn’t a jealous person in general. however, he does love you enough to help you when you’re in need of a knight in shining armor. even if that knight is a gothic poet with an annoying bird and a panther at his side.

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If requests are still open, how about jealous wanderer? over something not that serious, and it gets him teased by the reader 🤔 or something like that. honestly though I would love anything youd make, you're amazing at writing soft fluff of him, so please take it less as a request and more an idea (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

when he gets jealous

wanderer x gn!reader

genre: fluff, comfort

warnings: none

word count: 1335

a/n: I HAD SO MUCH FUN WITH THIS ONE he is so gjnsghjsk he deserves to be spoiled ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡) tysm for the request, enjoy!

hoooo boy, this guy will get jealous over literally anything sometimes. 

he can’t help it, he feels insecure when your attention is on someone else. the voice in the back of his mind immediately starts telling him that you’ll forget about him in favor of whoever you’re interacting with now. 

the rational part of him knows it’s not true. he knows you shouldn’t be put in a position where you can’t even talk to other people without him getting upset, that it isn’t fair to you, so he doesn’t his best to keep it to himself. 

he knows he’s unreasonable about it most of the time and keeps his mouth shut and just huffs for a bit until you come back to him, but you can always tell he’s jealous anyways. 

will sometimes even get jealous over animals or inanimate objects. he has hidden things from you on multiple occasions just because you would become so distracted by it that you wouldn’t hear what he said and it bothered him. 

poor baby wants attention so bad, but cannot for the life of him ask for it normally. pls help him. 

“awwww,” you coo quietly from where you’re crouched in the grass a few feet away. a small orange cat lays at your feet, rolling around happily and eating up the belly scratches you’re giving it. if the cat could smile he’s sure it would be, if the blissful squint of its eyes wasn’t telling enough. 

this cat comes around quite often - it’s a stray from somewhere in sumeru city, but ventures off to vimara village on occasion and waits at the docks for the locals to give it fish. it’s spoiled and mischievous and often greets the two of you by swatting at the tassels on the wanderer’s hat, knocking them around like toys and nearly tugging it off in the process. 

you are undeniably fond of this despicable creature and always stop to shower it with pets and talk to it like it’s a human baby. the cat doesn’t understand a word coming out of your mouth, but soaks it up your attention nonetheless. 

the wanderer watches with a growing frown as you pick the orange tabby up from the ground and into your arms, adjusting it so that it won’t slip before burying your face into its fur and rocking back and forth slowly. the cat is absolutely loving all of this, purring at a clearly audible volume and letting itself be held tightly by you. 

he clicks his tongue and turns away from you at the sight, refusing to watch the ridiculous show. he’s standing right here, yet he may as well not even exist with how absorbed you are with the pathetic creature in your arms. what can that animal possibly give you in return that makes any of this worth your time?

he can hear the way you’re leaving small kisses all over its head and grits his teeth against the pit swirling in his stomach. how ridiculous.

when you eventually put the cat down and move to stand in front of him, he refuses to meet your eye, pretending to be fixated on the kids that are chasing each other through the village nearby. 

“you ready to go?” you ask him casually while adjusting the bag of supplies on your back. “we should get back before it gets dark.”

“sure.” the wanderer responds dryly, already walking forward so that you have to skip to catch up with him. 

you don’t say anything about his pouting until you’re a good distance away from the village, and he presses his lips together tightly the second you turn your body towards him and tilt your head forward to get a better look at his face while you walk. 

“please don’t tell me you’re jealous of that cat.” you get straight to the point and the wanderer almost trips over his own feet as soon as the words leave your mouth. 

“of course i’m not,” he snaps, arms crossed over his chest. “what do i have to be jealous about?” he can see the teasing smile you give him out of the corner of his eyes and it only makes him frown harder. 

“whatever you say,” you clearly don’t believe him and your tone makes it very obvious that this won’t be the end of your teasing, but you leave him alone the rest of the walk back to your place. the sun hangs high as the afternoon approaches, partially hidden by the clouds passing underneath and warms and cools his skin every time the light shines through just to be covered up again. 

when you swing open the door step inside, the wanderer makes a beeline goes to sit down at the small table in the kitchen while you drop your bag on the counter and start sorting through the things you returned with.  you hum quietly to yourself as you do, and after watching you for a few minutes, his eyes slip shut in the comfortable silence as he rests his cheek against his hand. 

the sound of your footsteps approaching is the only warning he gets before the next thing he knows, he feels your warm hands cradle his face while you pull his head into your chest and wrap your arms around his shoulders so that he can’t move. he tenses up immediately, his eyes flying open and his hands bracing against the edge of the table like he’s about to pull away and get to his feet, but he stays put. 

he could easily detangle himself from your embrace, but he remains frozen to the spot even as alarms start blaring in his head. 

“is this okay?” you ask softly from above him. he can hear the way your voice resonates through your chest and unconsciously relaxes a bit in your arms, your heartbeat a comforting rhythm against his ear. 

not trusting his voice, he nods and your fingers start slowly combing through his bangs. you start to pull away after a few moments and he begins to panic, almost grabs onto your shirt to keep you in place, but pauses when you crouch down so that your face is level with his. he isn’t expecting the soft press if your lips against his forehead and feels blood rush to his face at the action, half of him internally begging you to do it again while the other half urges him to flinch away. 

you move down a bit to press another against his left cheek, then his right, then on the tip of his nose, and everywhere else on his face except for his lips. the peppering of kisses are so warm and gentle that all he can do is melt into the touch, hands coming up to grab your arms to hold himself steady as your lips delicately brush over his closed eyelids. 

when you pull away to look at him he’s pouting again, and you can’t help but poke fun, just a bit. 

“are you satisfied now?” his cheeks burn brighter at the question but he refuses to answer and frowns, instead opting to snake a hand behind your head and pull you in until your lips finally meet his. 

the kiss is soft and sweet but slightly desperate at the same time, like the wanderer wants to devour you through it, like he can’t get enough. the way you card your fingers through the hair at the back of his neck sends a shiver through his body and he pulls you impossibly closer at the action, lips trembling slightly against yours. 

when you pull away with one last chaste kiss and ruffle his hair affectionately before going back to the supplies on the counter, the wanderer can’t help but feel a bit proud of himself. all of this, just because he acted envious over a cat. 

he’ll always find a way to get your attention one way or another. 

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🩷 SUMMARY — abby after the whole boat thing w ellie , returns to the wlf, needing comfort and just being so vulnerable. whole buncha angst. intentional lowercase, no proofreading 🪽

when abby returned with lev to the island where the wlf were regrouping, people were rightfully hesitant to let her back. i mean, her going AWOL to find Owen and then turning on the WLF because of two kids she met the day before didn't make her the most trustworthy. a few of the soldiers, including you, agreed to let her and lev stay until they were properly taken care of. abby showing up like that broke your heart into a million pieces. her hair, cut like that, all of her muscles gone from malnourishment and her face. the pure look of desperation when she showed up in that boat.

you and abby had been 'friends' for years. even when she and owen got together you could still tell she had eyes for you. you two split apart when she left to go find him, and you hadn't really seen each other properly in ages. once she was conscious enough to explain what happened whilst you two had been seperated, and explained in detail what actually happened and why she killed joel. you had known for a while she killed some guy, well, you hadn't known until some girl came and started killing everyone associated with abby. that 'some girl' was apparently ellie. the whole thing being explained to you was a bit of a mush. it was so messy. it sunk in how lucky you were to have gotten seperated from abby before everything happened. otherwise ellie would've probably came after you, knowing you two were associated.

Abby explained how exactly ellie let her go, and that was that.

she was in the medbay for a long while. youd visit her every so often. as the months past and her hair grew longer again, she would insist on cutting it off again. you assumed it was due to the torture she experienced with the rattlers. but either way, her hair stuck that way. she wouldn't let it go past a short bob. it didn't look bad, but it was different.. she was different. but after all, everyone was different.

one night, you were on guard duty. you were walking down the medbay when you heard someone sobbing. fully like.. painful sobs. you ducked into the medbay, thinking someone was hurt. you saw abby curled up in the assigned bed she had, sobbing her eyes out. her iv was basically being ripped out of her arm from how much she was curled up. you dropped your rifle, and bag, going over to her.

" abby, abby- are you okay? are you hurt? " you said, getting her to sit up and adjusting her iv so it wasn't so messed up. she only sniffed in response, trying desperately to wipe her tears.

" abby, its fine, just let it out. everythings okay. "

as soon as you said that, abby lunged at you. you thought she was gonna kick you or something but she hugged you. extremely tight.

" im so fucking guilty. " she mumbled.

" guilty about what? go on, explain it. just talk it out. " you said, rubbing circles on her back.

" i spent so fucking long.. trying to kill joel.. and- i did. but it didn't made me feel better. he only killed my dad- to save ellie. my fucking dad would've done the same. and ellie- she fucking let me go.. she let me live. i bit one of her fucking fingers off and everything and she just.. let me go. i didn't deserve that. she should've put me down. " she whispered out. you could practically feel the seering guilt radiating of of her.

" you deserve to be able to move on. nobody was right in that situation. you aren't some monster for wanting justice for your dad. "

" 'm not? " she mumbled, chuckling.

" no. me, anyone, would've done the same. especially in this world. "

you sat and comforted her for hours. it was everything she needed.

" why did you stay..? after- after all that happened. after knowing how shitty of a person i am? "

" because. you're my friend. of course im gonna look after you. after we got seperated i hoped for ages that we'd find eachother, and we did. i don't care what happened. im gonna be there for you. you're safe with me, with the wlf. ill convince them to let you back. i promise. "

in the end, you kept your promise and the wlf let her stay. she was officially a wlf soldier again. in some ways, she was the same, in other ways, things were forever different.

[bitchimasnake-sss]

At this point, I'm just stalking your page! Like I've said before- MASTERPIECES ~

So, if you see me spamming your notifications. I'm just coming in and liking all the posts, now you know why!

But I do have a request for you for the monster trio. Could you write one where the reader talks so much about her family to them, like they feel like they're already part of the family?

Like they already know what family members like and don't, what ticks them off, and such- like they want to meet your family! They want to meet the family that helped raise their girlfriend into the most amazing person in the world! They want to say thank you for allowing them to be part of her world.

So when they hear they'll be going to the island you're from. They get as excited as you to meet/see them, trying their best to look presentable. (Even showering!- I'm looking at you, Luffy, and Zoro👀)

When they met, not only did they welcome him into the family with welcoming arms- HE GETS TREATED BETTER THAN YOU! I can see the family telling them embarrassing stories, showing pictures of you as a kid- He ends up taking some copies of them back to the ship because they can't believe how adorable you were.

Little did he know that they'd already been accepted into the family way before you guys started dating. She would send her family letters telling them how amazing of a boyfriend they are.

I'm so sorry! I got too excited and wrote all this- if it's too much to do to it's okay! I'm close to my family and love them a lot- like I know the monster trio didn't have a great childhood, didn't know their family, etc. Being around a family where you can love each other very much moves them.

Sorry- I'm just rambling! Again! Love your work!!!

this has been in my inbox for fucking months. but im obsessed and finally motivated. lets get fucking wholesome. (idk if youd even see this but hopefully it lives out to your expectations!!)

time of my life ft. monkey d. luffy!

set-up: growing up in a small island with a tight knit community simply meant you were the closest with your parents. they had been your support system, from their grand gestures of love like being present on your important days to the small ones like just offering a shoulder to cry on when you had a rough day, they were truly everything to you. so, it's only natural that you mentioned them a little (or maybe a lot) to your boyfriend. and it may/may not have been a grave mistake.

luffy:

(going off a slight tangent here but its so funny that luffy's character design is just him having giant bug-like himbo eyes and smile. love him 🙏🏼)

♡ everyone loves luffy. that's pretty much his thing. the easiest way to describe him is by thinking of him as a baby goat. no matter how hard you try, you're probably gonna like him at some point or the other. even if you hate animals and babies. its gonna happen because its inevitable. ♡ so, it didn't take you long to figure out that he'd probably fit right in with your family (especially since he was so close with ace whenever he visited, family seemed like his kinda thing) ♡ even before you started dating, when you'd receive letters from your family, luffy was usually the one to ask how they were doing and what you were gonna write back. so, at one point, it seemed as if he knew your family like his own. ♡ he knew of your father's knee pain and your mother's distaste for drinking (she'd probably hate zoro and force him to bath). he knew of your younger sibling's favourite dishes and that they freak out when they see spiders of any size. he listened whenever you talked and for that, you were grateful. ♡ in your recent letters, you may have talked about him. how he's a bit of an idiot but has the heart of gold, how he makes you laugh when you miss your family and how within the crew, you found a new family altogether. ♡ so ofc, one day when you mentioned very briefly that your island is nearby, he and nami had to take a quick detour. ♡ ideally, if your boyfriend knows everything about your family, they'd try to be the perfect boyfriend and do everything right. but this is luffy. so he just remained the exact same and info dumped everything he knew in front of your family (neurodivergent tendencies i presume). ♡ but ofc ur family was obsessed. your mom almost wept tears of joy from how much this bitch was enjoying her food (both you and her lost count after the 17th plate tbh). your sibling almost murdered luffy because now they had to clean a significant amount of plates now. but everyones having a jolly good time (except you 👍🏼) ♡ but now you're parents are showing pictures from your childhood and WHY ARE YOU BUCK NAKED IN LIKE HALF OF THEM JESUS FUCKING CHRIST MOM STOP IT!! YOURE LIKE EMBARASSING ME!! ♡ you ended up leaving after a good three days (the crew had other stuff to get to and a detour can only be so long), but everyone left the place with good memories. sanji has now acquired ten new recipes, zoro may have stolen some alcohol concoction recipes and luffy may have stolen all of your parent's affection towards you. ♡ well whatever, its okay ♡ also, you're not supposed to know this but luffy now has three of your baby photos (all of them may/may not be embarrassing as fuck). it's okay though because it just proves to him that you were adorable then and are adorable now.

a/n: zoro's and sanji's parts will be up soon y'all im trying to write fluff 😭✋🏼

[pacifymebby]

They Say I'm Too Young To Love You / Sam Fender

after many months? of waiting here it is The long awaited, something of myth, age gap HC. Did we ever really think it would materialise? its actually so long now sorry, if you hate it tough you'll get what yer given xoxo

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🐇 You're at an afters with your best friend from uni, she's Deans little sister and she's been promising to introduce you to her brother and his friends for ages...

🪽 At 22 you're still pretty young, quite shy for your age and though you wanted to come to the party, and you are enjoying yourself... A raging afters isn't exactly your comfort zone. You're gazing around the packed out room a little overwhelmed and a little in awe... You're sure there's more people in this one room than you've been friends with your entire life... And you know they're all here for one person only... Sam

🐇 Obviously you know who he is. Even if you didn't know who he was your friends told you so much about him and the rest of her brothers pals they'd have felt like celebrities anyway... And really that's why you're nervous to meet them. Your friend keeps telling you how much you'll love them, and how they'll all really like you too... You're worried to let everyone down by being too shy, too boring.

🪽 Cause you just don't feel like you're going to fit in, they're all so loud, their laughter carries through the room, they're enigmatic too, from the doorway you've watched them hold everyone's attention all evening, everyone seems to be lit up in their presence... You have that feeling of longing to be a part of it all but not entirely sure if you possibly can be.

🐇 they're older than you too and that doesn't help, you feel small standing in the doorway, but when you finally do meet them all and your friends introducing you you feel even smaller still.

🪽 Sam actually stands up when you're introduced, it's a little awkward when he reaches out to shake your hand but then decides against it laughing at himself. Youre not even that much smaller than him but you feel tiny looking up at him, and oh so shy.

🐇 You feel even smaller when all you manage to squeak out to anyone is a little "hi" your voice barely being heard over the music and chatter of other people. But Sam hears you, he hasn't taken his eyes off you since you were introduced and he still hasn't sat down... Everyone else seems to move on with their conversation, the joke Dean had been in the middle of stealing everyone else's attention away as you hover awkwardly in front of Sam. You're not looking at him, you're looking at your shoes, fiddling with your fingers nervously. But he can't take his eyes off you, how pretty you he thinks you are, the little self-concious pink stain on your cheeks...

🪽 You're surprised when he reaches out to touch your arm, nodding for the settee and telling you to sit down. "What're you drinking?" He asks seeing your empty hands, grinning when you shrug shyly and admit that you don't know.

🐇 He feels immediately protective of you, you don't really seem like the sort of lass Dean's little sister should be abandoning in the middle of a raging afters and even though he can tell he's making you nervous, he's stubborn about looking after you and taking you under his wing. He just can't leave you on your own.

🪽 "You wait reet there for me y/n, don't move a muscle..." He says locking eyes with you as he points his index finger at you and backs away into the crowded room. Obviously you'd nowhere else to go even if you had wanted to get up and leave... But you don't want to leave...

🐇 from the second youd looked up into his eyes youd known you had a crush on him... you can feel all of the tell tale signs, the racing heartbeat, the tight feeling in your throat, the heat in your cheeks, what's worse is that you know the evidence is there for him to see on your face.

🪽 And can he tell you have a crush on him? Yes. Is he going to torment you? No... not yet anyway. He's not that cruel and honestly he thinks you seem sweet...

🐇 When he comes back he sits down in the chair next to your end of the settee and goes to offer you your beer, grinning and withdrawing it when you reach to take it from him, "wait wait you're Katy's friend aren't you? Divvnt need ID you for this do a?" He's grinning this teasing kind of smile, eyes lit up with mischief as he watches your eyes go wide and your cheeks flush.

🪽 "I'm 22 for fuck sake!" You say a little too quickly, hand covering your mouth and your embarrassed grin when you realise how loud you just were. Despite Sam's laughter however his heart is sinking cause he's just realised how young 22 is in comparison to him. You're definitely too young for him to be thinking you're as gorgeous as he does.

🐇 "22? You're just a wee bairn!" He keeps teasing you, you mistaking his endeared little smile for laughter, so when you scowl back at him unimpressed it's him left backtracking. "Oh thanks..." you roll your eyes, but the small smirk that tugs on your lips lets him know he's gotten away with it. He can tell that behind your timid smile theres some trouble tucked up your sleeve, he already knows he going to stick around to find out just what trouble you can cause.

🪽 He doesn't exactly make much progress with you that night, manages to get your name, your age (which at first sinks his heart because he realises that you might be "a bit young" for him to be as soft on you as he is) and that you're shy - not something you tell him yourself, something that Dean and Deans little sister both keep giggling to him whenever they bump into him throughout the night

🐇 because to everyone else its pretty obvious that Sam is soft on you... why else would he have hovered around you, getting your drinks for you, giving you his jacket outside when you joined your friends for a smoke...

🪽 He's just hoping you stop being so scared of him soon... And so are you because your friends keep forcing you together at every opportunity for their own amusement... They find it so funny watching you get embarrassed and flustered whenever Sam is around...

🐇But as much as Sam finds your blushing cheeks and the wide eyed looks you give when you walk into a room to see he's there, he feels a little bad for you and he's always the first one to defend you when your mates start teasing you. He's always waiting for you in conversations too, he'll be the one that offers you a reassuring smile, and when you go to speak but no one else hears you, he'll look right at you and make sure you know he's listening to you.

🪽 And actually as he gets to know you he realises that you're not quite so meek and timid after all... That you're only really shy when it comes to him...

🐇Once you've got a few pints in you that shyness seems to slip away (until he meets your gaze that is) Sam feels extra protective of you on nights when you're all drinking, he'll be hovering around you keeping an eye on things, trying his best to keep you out of trouble... Making sure you're wearing a coat when you go outside into the cold night, helping you walk with an arm around your waist when you realise you've had too much and you can hardly stand.

🪽 he's always making a point of teasing you for being such a kid, "you gen z lightweights like, you just canna keep up with the big lads can ye?" The first time you tease him back he's stunned but he loves it, "least am not an old man like you eh?"

🐇calls you things like "kid" and "little one" to wind you up, always making jokes about how you're practically still a bairn. The teasing is relentless, whenever anyone mentions any culture from pre 2005 he's always first to pipe up with something like "ah you're gan have explain that to y/n like reckon it's before her time" "I've know who Oasis are Sam, shut up!" If its movie night and you're watching an 18 he will always make the same joke... "You sure you'll be reet with this one like? It's a bit scary for a youngen like and a divvnt want yas hiding behind me all night!" Obviously he really is hoping you'll be tucked up under his arm hiding your face in his t-shirt for the scary parts.

🪽 for so long you're convinced that Sam isn't into you at all, that he just sees you the way everyone else sees you - the baby of the group, the kid who needs looking after - but that isn't the case... You might be the baby of the group but as far as Sam's concerned you're his baby, he just hasn't told you that yet...

🐇 He treats you like you're his already, offers to come pick you up from your work because he doesn't want you walking home alone at night, turns up at your house with food when he finds out you're sick, speaks for you in conversation when you get shy or drowned out by the noise. He's always the one to make sure you get home safe at night, he's always the one to lend you a jacket when you're cold. If there's not enough space around the table in the bar he pulls you up into his lap. He knows your favourite everything off by heart.

🪽 and when other lads hit on you he's the first to cut in and "rescue" you, fixing your admirer with a glare that scares them right off. The number of times a lad younger than him as hit on you and the first thing he's said is "isn't he too old for you like?" "Yeah yeah alright Sam you're not my dad..." but for all you roll your eyes at him you're secretly pleased how defensive and possessive over you he is. You're not really interested in any of the boys your own age, you only really want Sam. You just wish he'd notice.

🐇But he doesn't ever make a move on you because he knows you're so much younger than him... He doesn't want to pressure you and he's worried about ruining the little friendship he's finally built with you... He's waiting and waiting hoping that if you like him like that then you'll make a move...

🪽And eventually you do... Kind of.

🐇 It's one of those nights, everyone in a bar packed around one tiny table, you've had too much and you're sitting in Sam's lap happily sipping your pint, he can tell you've had too much because you've got that sleepy drunk glow in your eyes and you're really leaning into him, your head resting on his shoulder. Honestly he could hold you like that all night but he knows you need to go home...

🪽 When he tells you he reckons it might be time for you to go home you get brave and make a little joke like "only if you come with me..." which floors him. For a second he's speechless, he doesn't know what to say and when he doesn't say anything he sees your smile falter and he rushes to stop you from looking so sad. "Aye alright kid c'mon then let's get ye hyem.."

🐇 Because you're drunk you're being more silly than usual, you've got that endearing sooky kind of childishness about you as you lean against him to keep your balance. You're a little dizzy and a little tired, drunk, giggly and so sweet so Sam is really struggling to keep that safe distance between you. Especially when you throw your arms around him and whine about being too tired to walk.

🪽 He's such a pushover when it comes to you that he just can't say no to your puppy eyes and the cheesy grin you get whenever he gives you what you want. So he lets out a defeated sigh, laughing at you when you clap your hands. So he gets you up on his shoulders and carries you the short distance to the flat you share with Deans little sister.

🐇 When he gets you home he places you down on the front door step and slips his hand into your jacket pocket to find your house key. He has every intention of just tucking you into your bed and then going home himself but he has a feeling this isn't going to be that simple. And anyway, leaving is the last thing he wants to do.

🪽 So he follows you inside and persuades you not to have one more drink, flicking the kettle on to make you tea and toast instead... he's obviously been round your house before but never in these circumstances and he feels all kinds of nervous. He can tell from the way you keep rolling your eyes at him and teasing him with lines like "you're not me dad Sam..." "alright dad..." whenever he tried to get you to settle down a bit, that you didn't ask him back to yours so he could look after you and put you to bed... but he knows he has to let you down here, that the right thing to do is make you tea and toast and then put you to bed...

🐇 "This is very good toast Sammy I should invite you back to mine more often..." you keep making stupid little jokes and he keeps laughing you off awkwardly because god he wishes he could come back with you every night!

🪽 In the end though he helps you get ready for bed, reminding you to brush your teeth, laughing at you when you say you're too tired to take your make up off. "You'll be reet pissed off with me in the morning if I let you go to bed with all that on!" he chuckled at you rooting through your cupboard to find your cotton pads and your micellar water... "ceemon pet sooner you do this the sooner y'can be in yer bed like..."

🐇 but thats not what you want at all and when you get the face on he's confused. Then when he sees the tears in your eyes he's actually worried about you. "What's the matter lass whats that face for? Y'were gigglin a minute ago like..."

🪽 You hadn't planned on him finding out like this but the words just slip out and when they do you break his heart a little, make him feel like such an idiot.

🐇 "You're never gonna kiss me are you?" you say, your pout adorable but the watery sad look in your eyes tugging on his heart strings, leaving him speechless and swallowing a lump in his throat. Because he wants to kiss you, he's wanted to kiss you since the first night he met you...

🪽 "Is that what y'want lass?" he asks a little nervously, his voice thick with his own anxiety. He tells himself he'll make you wait until you're sober but he already knows that if you say yes now he won't be able to hold back. So when you nod your head he puts up a little resistance. "Nah you've gotta tell me darlin, with y'words like so a know you're sure..."

🐇 Thats when your own nerves catch up to you and you get a little shy, looking up at him with your wide doe eyes, little tears caught in your eyelashes. You're looking at him like your whole life depends on him and it's completely captivating.

🪽 "I'm sure..." you say quietly but certainly, your voice shaking with the anticipation of what you're hoping he'll do next. "C'mere then..." he says with a soft smirk pointing at the ground just in front of him waiting for you to come to him. The last confirmation he needs before he cups your cheeks in his palms and kisses your lips carefully and tenderly. "See," he chuckles as he pulls away, teasing you now that he can see you smiling again, "wasn't so hard was it? only had to ask us little one..." "Don't laugh at me!" you pout which of course only makes him tease you more. "Cmon little one lets get you to y'bed..." "Only if you come too!" "Aye alreet alreet am coming, little miss demanding! Couldn't get y'to say owt a second a go now listen to yes, making ya demands..." He can't help himself he loves winding you up.

🐇 So that night you climb into bed together, cuddled up and kissing, getting almost carried away, but when you try to take things a little further, your hand wandering to the hem of his boxers, as much as he'd love to let you carry on, he stops you. "Not when you're drunk lass..." you've never confirmed it but Sam knows how shy you are and he's about 90% sure you're a virgin so he's determined to make you wait for the right time. Even if you pout up at him and give him the puppy eyes. "Ceemon little one, s'bedtime, gan sleep now..."

🪽 The next morning you wake up, hungover, feeling messy as fuck, with terrible terrible hangover anxiety but when you try to push yourself up out of bed Sam wraps his arm around you tightly in his sleep and pulls you back in to be little spoon. Feeling him nuzzle into you makes you wonder if he knows it's you... Because suddenly you're so anxious, what if he realises he's made a mistake, what if he decides you really are too young... What if he changes his mind and leaves and everything's different and awkward between you forever?

🐇Turns out you really don't have anything to worry about however because when Sam does wake up he doesn't freak out or get up and leave, instead he snuggles into you a little closer, teasing you about your hangover... "How's Trouble this mornin eh?" He smirks knowing you're going to feel awful after how drunk you were the night before. "Well I divvnt feel sorry for yas little one, brought it on yourself like..." he grins laughing and kissing your forehead when you whine and tell him to stop picking on you.

🪽 He gets up, not thinking twice about wandering into the kitchen in his boxers to make you both a brew, not thinking twice until he hears a scream. "Fuckin hell Sam! What the fuck are you doin here like... Why are yas wandering round me house in your....Oh my god! Oh my god, y/n!" Suddenly Sam feels right daft because of course you share a flat with Deans little sister Katy and of course now she's put two and two together it's literally a matter of seconds before she's texted everyone and told them the gossip.

🐇 So when Sam brings you your cup of tea and shuffles back into bed with you, you both know you have unfortunately got to have "the talk" straight away, even if you feel hungover and anxious as fuck, because you've got to get your story straight for the interrogation... Its so awkward, you're so shy you're practically shaking and Sam knows he needs to take the lead but he doesn't want to put his heart on the line in case you reject him.

🪽 "So..." you start, fiddling with your hands, looking down into your lap so you don't have to look at him... You feel like a teenage girl then, blushing and losing your words, too shy to tell him how you feel. But to Sam it's all quite simple. So he takes your hands in his to stop you fidgeting and just comes straight out with it, "A really like you y/n... So if you really like me an a really like you too then a reckon we should just y'nar... be together like... If that's what you want..."

🐇 You want to tease him, say something sarcastic like "oh wow how romantic..." but you're still feeling shy and you kind of can't believe this is really finally happening so instead you just kind of nod your head, looking up at him from under your long lashes, "I do really like you too..." you admit, "so yeah, that sounds good..." At which point neither of you can help the laughs which escape you because this feels ridiculous. "Alright," he chuckles, "that's good, cool..." he trails off eyes flickering over your sweet expression, "give us a kiss then pet..." he teases you pulling you up into his lap to kiss you sweetly.

🪽 From then on the two of you fall into a very sweet, very doting kind of relationship. One where Sam is always looking out for you, babying you without really noticing he's doing it, you always depending on him...

🐇 Sam has always been one of the lads in a way but with you he's such a big softie, a real sook, he can't ever keep his hands off you, always coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around you, kissing the back of your neck, your shoulders, your cheek. He's always looking for an excuse to hold your hand or have his arm around you, takes every opportunity to have you sitting in his lap with his hands on your thighs or waist.

🪽 He's so possessive but in the cosiest way and because you're a little bit younger he feels even more protective over you than he usually would. Holds you back when you go to cross the road on a red man, will tell you to be careful and then make you wait and hold his hand. Reminds you to blow on your tea so you don't burn your tongue. Will stand behind you at the bar or in crowds so he can shield you from rowdy people who push and shove.

🐇 He's a sensitive soul at heart and he can tell you sometimes feel a little bit anxious about what your friends and other people think of your relationship. You've never voiced you worries that people think you're "too young" but he knows you do worry so he wants to make sure you know how proud he is that you're his girl, and his way of doing that is to never shy away from PDA. He always holds your hand in public, puts his arm around you when you're waiting at traffic lights, will randomly give you little kisses mid conversation.

🪽 You're just as bad too, if its been a long time since you've seen him you'll run and jump into his arms and wrap your legs around his waist, burying your face in his neck and clinging to him. When you don't want him to leave or you just want his attention you'll sit yourself on the floor and wrap yourself around his leg... he's so much bigger than you however that he can still walk so he just ends up dragging you around the flat.

🐇 Loves doing little things for you, babying you at every chance he gets, teasing you for being too little... he'll open jars for you, always opens the door for you, leans over to buckle you in in the car, reaches stuff down from highs shelves even if you can reach. When you're going somewhere he'll be the one to look after the house keys even if they're the keys to your house.... "You'll lose 'em little one, a nar what you gen z kids are like, scatty as fuck..."

🪽 He absolutely loves seeing you in his clothes! His sweaters and comfies are always way too big for you but he just thinks that makes you look even cuter! It's also another way of showing that you're his and you aren't complaining. Sometimes he will put on a show of being really grumpy "aw cmon lass thats me favourite an a never get wear it cause you're always nicking off with it!" but the second you pout and give him those puppy eyes he drops the act and gives in. He loves that when he does get them back they smell like you. When he goes away on tour you wear his sweaters every day and often sleep with one in your bed because it still smells like him.

🐇 Because he knows you're pretty inexperienced when it comes to the bedroom he's really patient and takes things slowly... almost too slowly for your liking! Although you might be a little shy you can't deny how desperately you want him... but he likes teasing you and enjoys drawing out your needy side... He loves teaching you new things... but mostly he wants to bring you out of your shell a little...

🪽 You're so shy and self conscious about really letting go when you're having sex so Sam is really gentle and dominant with you, he's always telling you how pretty you look, how well you're doing... he's also always checking you're okay, "do you like that little one?" "think you can manage one more for me angel? you're such a good girl..."

🐇 He will "factory reset fuck" you until your brains a hazy mess and you don't have the capacity to be self conscious anymore... will overstimulate you and tease you until you're a whimpering mess come completely undone for him, all the while he'll be whispering to you about how pretty you are, how good you are, how you're all his.

🪽 He especially likes to tease you when you're sitting in his lap, will make you sit nice and still for him whilst he teases you, slipping his hands up your skirt, slipping his fingers under the elastic of your panties... teasing you and making you ask him for more, "cmon sweetheart, tell me what you need? Use your words darlin..." He'll have you riding his thigh shamelessly, your cheeks flushed as you beg him to touch you. But he always gives you what you want in the end and he takes care of you so well.

🐇 The first time you call him daddy its a complete accident and you're so embarrassed, it just soft of slips out... you're having really soft sleepy sex, he's got you held snug and tight in his arms whilst you're fucking, you're trembling on the verge of your high when the word just slips out, you don't even realise you've said it out loud for a second, your voice a breathy little whimper, but Sam does...

🪽 And when he does he smirks a little, not because he's laughing at you but because he's secretly very pleased you've said it... when he sees your eyes go wide, your hand clamped over your mouth though he can't help but chuckle at you because you're already panicking about it. "Oh my god sorry Sam it just slipped..." "Shhh s'alreet darlin," he chuckles, "s'alreet baby girl, let me hear you say it again..." "you’re daddy’s good girl aye?’

🐇 From then on he's always Daddy, he'll refer to himself as Daddy casually "C'mere darlin, daddy's missed yas..." "be good y/n daddys orders..."

🪽Sometimes though your age gap does cause arguments... usually because you're anxious and paranoid that you're too young, that he's going to get bored and move onto someone his own age thats more on "his level" or you worry that other people judge you and him for your relationship. You'll bottle all your worries up and keep them to yourself for fear of sounding childish and then you'll snap when something small happens like another girl flirting with him in public.

🐇 and hes a man isn't he so he's a bit dense, doesn't immediately clock why you're jealous or upset... so the fights escalate a little bit until you're crying and he's despairing because he doesn't know what he's done wrong.

🪽"Ceemon little one talk to me eh?" "fuckin hell Sam I'm not a fuckin child!" and when you snap he finally understands and he feels so daft because he knows you get insecure about this sometimes so why did he miss it this time? "Ahh bloody 'ell pet, cmere eh, cmon giz a cuddle yeah..." he's so soft with you, wrapping his arms around you and bundling you up in a big hug, kissing your forehead and ignoring you when you tell him not to look cause you look ugly when you cry.

🐇 "Divvn't be daft darlin y'look stunnin all the time like..." he says kissing your cheek and tilting your chin up to look at him when he's speaking to you. "Cmon pet look at us now aye this is important... a nar y'get insecure about us sometimes like but you've gotta stop bottling it up reet, start talking to us about it... and stop fuckin mitherin what anyone else fuckin thinks about us aye? A love you reet, thats all that matters, not what fucken Sandra up the street thinks about us... just us aye, an a love ye... even if y'divvina Superbad before a met yas..."

🪽The teasing never ends and neither do the cute little pet names but really you're glad of that, you love being his little one and having him dote on you all the time.

[camilaxmartin]

Heyy

I was wondering if youd be willing to do a jealous/clingy shuri x fem!reader story. Where she gets all possesive and clingy and shows everyone that the reader belongs to her(holds her, kisses) etc what not

And if youre comfortable with smut u can add that too hehe. And if u are then ive this idea where shuri's eating the reader out in the throne room ON THE THRONE in her BLACK PANTHAR SUIT jsidjajjzzksk

Hehe thank u so much. All the love ♡

Byeeeee

ღ the throne

it’s my first time writing the whole smut please be kind😭

navigation // request // me and find the rest!

summary: shuri gets possessive over reader and eats her out on the throne (fem!reader)

warnings: smut

notes: i just went all in for the smut— skdhdjs ooof, that’s a long one

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the throne room was empty.

shuri planned this, of course.

this whole day was just a disaster. there was so much stuff going on and lately that’s how all of the days were. you and your girlfriend barely had time for a kiss not mentioning anything else. of course, the stuff you two were working with was important as hell but it doesn’t mean that it should be put before your relationship.

so, shuri decided she will take the matter into her own hands.

and that’s how you ended in the empty throne room.

on the throne that belonged to the queen, your queen. your girlfriend.

with said girlfriend right between your legs.

down on her knees.

it all started as usual.

shuri was sitting on her throne and called for you. you ran to the room, knowing that she wouldn’t call you if this wasn’t urgent. and in fact, it was.

as you came in you saw your girlfriend sitting on the throne in her black panther suit, expect the head. you would’ve lied if you said that she wasn’t even more attractive while wearing the suit.

you came up to her as quickly as you could and stared at her face. she had a smirk on her lips, this wicked smirk.

shuri then stand up and put both of her hands on the two sides of your face. without a word she connected your lips and started kissing you like there was no tomorrow.

without question you kissed her back and your hands immediately flew to her waist. squeezing her and pulling her towards you even more. she quietly moaned at you touch and it literally gave you goosebumps.

shuri then pulled away slowly, taking a look at your face. she waited for this moment too long.

you wanted to ask if there was actually a reason she called for you, beside the obvious one but you didn’t have a chance cause she pulled in again. this time the kiss was more rough than the last one.

she was pulling at your lower lip while her hands slipped down onto your shoulders gently massaging them. having you distracted and just in the place she wanted, quickly she slipped her tongue into your mouth and you let out a moan being more surprised than aroused at first. but when you felt her almost playing with your tongue another moan came out of you.

shuri smiled hearing the more aroused moan and her hands slowly moved lower, starting to massage your chest. your lips worked in sync with hers wanting to cheer this moment as much as you could. your hands slipped a bit lower and grabbed the edge of her ass. shuri smiled even more feeling your touch.

not being completely comfortable with the position the two of you currently were in, she slowly started to move back till she felt the back of her legs touching the throne.

a wicked idea flew through her mind.

her hands found your shoulders again. she slowly turned around the two of you, till you were the one who was almost leaning on the throne. she then pulled away from your lips again, smirking even more.

“i want to show you something.” she whispered and put more pressure on your shoulders signalling you to sit down on the throne. obeying her silent command, you bend your legs and finally situated at the soft surface of the throne.

shuri immediately connected your lips again, while towering over you. this time you were the one who slipped your tongue into her mouth. she smiled at you eagerness and slowly opened your legs with her hands. she stepped right between then only to kneel a moment later.

you pulled away from her lips slowly but she chased after them not wanting to let you go. you only got a quick look at the situation but oh my, the position you two were in was definitely doing it for you.

shuri’s hands placed at your shoulders started to roam once again finding your chest and gently staring to play with it through the material of you blouse. you tilted back a bit only for you back to touch the back of the throne.

shuri become more impatient and her hands started to not so slowly undo the buttons on your blouse. in seconds, you were left in your bra and she was playing with your chest more roughly than before.

she once again pulled at your lips which mixed with the sensation of her hands pulled another moan from you lips. she smiled, looking at you still holding your lip in between her teeth.

“i see you’re enjoying yourself.” she said letting go out your lip which made a little ‘pop’ sound. you opened your eyes hearing her words.

“indeed.” you replied starting to smile at her. still hoping eye contact with you, her hands found the clip of your bra and undid it, slowly pulling the cloth down your hands.

“i want to show you,” she started still not breaking the eye contact. “how much i admire you.” she continued and her eyes finally moved down looking at your exposed chest. “i want to worship you.” she said licking her lips. “all the time.” she said and kissed you again. hard.

her hands found their way to your boobs slowly massaging both of them. you let out a sight and it made shuri even more turned on than she already was. she slowly started massaging specifically your nipples and you rolled your closeted eyes.

she moved her lips a bit lower finding your neck and starting to mark you up. your hands found her curls and gently pulled them which earned you a moan from shuri. a sound you could die for.

she started kissing your neck from the top to you collarbones leaving wet traces all over. giving you a hickey from time to time. in no time your neck was full of the purple-red marks. it almost hurt you but it was that good kind of hurt. the kind you loved receiving.

shuri then slowly kissed your chest making her way between your boobs and going even lower. her hands were still playing with you nipples while her mouth was now at the bottom of you stomach where your pants were.

“i want to devour you.” she whispered and you felt a shiver come down your spine. “i want to make you feel good, the best actually.” she continued still kissing your skin. “i want to make you feel like no one else can.” she said and her teeth pulled the fabric away from your body. only to let it go a second later and let it slap your skin a bit. “only if you let me.” she added catching your eyes. she was looking at you like the predator who finally caught their pray. with the look full of lust and possession. how could you say no to this stare?

“yes.” you responded shortly. “please, shuri. do want you want to do.” you added and her eyes literally shined.

in no time her hands left your chest and started to slowly pull down your pants. shuri was loving the way her movement were making you so impatient, you on the other hand, not so much.

finally she pulled them off completely and you were left only in your underwear. you blushed and shuri definitely took a notice of that.

“you’re breathtaking.” she commented roaming your whole body with her eyes. “if i could eat you alive, i would.” she added, looking like she actually felt the desire to eat you. you got a bit shy under her gaze but this time you didn’t blush. you just laid there, waiting on her to do the next move.

shuri moved back again positioning herself between your legs and took a look at your panties, the only thing blocking her from the thing she was so desperately seeking. another idea came to her mind.

she came closer to you and grabbed the material of your panties with her teeth. your eyes observed her the whole time. her eye’s immediately flew to your face making eye contact with you again.

shuri slowly began to pull the material off your body, holding your eyes the whole time. this whole process was turning you on even more.

she pulled them off and at that moment was literally at your ankles. shuri started to kiss your legs slowly, starting as low as she could. she loved teasing you and you knew that she wouldn’t be herself if she didn’t do anything.

her kisses started from your ankle and made their way up to your knee. thankfully she was kissing only one of your leg which took her less time. the other one though, was being stroked by her right hand so it was satisfied as well.

finally she moved up to your thigh and made eye contact with you again. you whimpered seeing her so closely to the place you wanted her so much. she smirked at you.

suddenly you felt something sharp at your right leg. your eyes left hers and you saw that her claws were out and were now in fact scratching your thigh. you felt that feeling in your lower stomach.

shuri’s lips were now on your inside thigh and you felt like you were going to explode, literally. you whimpered again and she pulled away from your skin.

“i teased you too much, didn’t i?” she asked as if it wasn’t already obvious. you rolled your eyes at her and she chuckled. “i promise i will make it up to you.” she said and her lips suddenly kissed your lower stomach. you closed your eyes once again feeling her so close.

shuri’s hand left your right leg and started to slowly stroke your outer lips. with no claws this time. her kisses became more sloppy and were finally going lower, to the place you wanted to feel them for so long now.

suddenly her lips finally touched your lips. and she immediately started sucking at your clit. it took you by surprise so you let out a loud sigh and shuri smiled. her fingers were now teasing your opening. her lips left your clit as fast as they appeared there and went even lower. she licked your slit from the clit to the bottom of your opening, doing it horribly slow.

her tongue then started playing with your opening slowly going in and out. one of your hand found her hair again as you let out a moan. her fingers quickly found your slit and started doing little circles there, enough for you to feel it but not enough for it to give you the pleasure you were desiring now.

shuri then pulled away her face from you and took a look at your whole body again. feeling the lost of her presence you opened your eyes and them met hers almost immediately. she smirked at you while her fingers left your clit and slipped lower, teasing your opening again.

“i just wanted to let you know,” she started and you knew it was going to be something good. one of her fingers slowly slid into you and you bit your lip at the sensation. “i have nothing under my suit.” she finished her sentence and you immediately moaned at her words. shuri even felt the reaction of you body, when your walls squeezed her finger a bit. she smirked even wider.

with no more words she dived back into you. her lips found your clit again and sucked and it even harder than before. you whimpered finally feeling the pleasure. another finger of hers started to slid into you and in no time she had two of them sliding in and out of you at the fast peace. her other hand started to scratch your left thigh using the claws again.

your hips started to move a little wanting to match her peace even more. shuri smiled at you but situated them in place with her hand. you opened your eyes to look at her and noticed she was already looking at you. while keeping the eye contact she again went down and started licking the area her fingers weren’t covering. your rolled your eyes from pleasure but tried to keep looking at her, knowing how much she loved it.

she pulled out her fingers and you wanted to protest but she quickly replaced them with her tongue. it wasn’t as pleasurable as her fingers but you definitely wasn’t going to complain. you felt her fingers doing circles around your clit again but faster and harder this time. actually letting you feel and enjoy it. you threw your head back not caring about the eye contact anymore. the pleasure was too much for it.

shuri pulled away again and her fingers were the only thing stimulating you at the moment. you had no time to speak cause she already started talking “i wanted to do this for so long. you have no idea how much i craved you for the last few days when we haven’t even had the time to properly kiss. it was driving me crazy.” her fingers went even faster. “and you don’t have a clue how long i wanted to take you in this throne. show you even though i’m a queen i’m still willing to do anything you say just for you pleasure.” you felt your walls squeeze around nothing when you heard her words. the way she was speaking and the way those things were completely true was doing it all for you. “i just wanted you to use me for you own pleasure for so long.” she continued and you felt your orgasm slowly approaching. “that’s why i love to be in between your legs and feel you grind down on my face in the rush of chasing your high.” she added and you moaned at her words feeling stimulated by them. shuri chuckled at your reaction but she quickly moved down and slid her tongue inside you again.

you started moving your hips again feeling your orgasm be closer than before. she didn’t stop you this time and her fingers started to move up and down rather than circling wanting for you to cum as quickly as you could.

you pulled at her hair and she moaned which sent vibration through your body. feeling almost at the edge you held her face in one place and ground down on it chasing your high. her tongue started slipping in and out of you even faster and you felt your climax approaching.

you moaned her name while your hips still haven’t stop. feeling the warmth at the bottom of your stomach finally collapse you closed your legs around shuri’s head locking her in place while your eyes rolled to the back of your head.your breath stopped for a second and when you finally opened your eyes after a moment you saw white spots everywhere and felt a bit dizzy.

you looked down and realised you still held your girlfriends head with your thighs. you immediately pulled them away and shuri took a deep breath pulling away from you. you wanted to apologise until you saw her expression filled with pure adoration. she suddenly pulled herself up, still kneeling between your legs and immediately connecting your lips. you moaned to the kiss still feeling the effect of your orgasm.

in no time you felt her fingers slid into you once again. she started doing the ‘come here’ motion with them and even though you were actually sore after the last orgasm it felt so amazing. you moaned again and shuri smiled to your kiss.

“give me one more, my love.” she said and your eyes rolled back again. her fingers started to move pretty quickly and you felt your second orgasm approach fast.

her lips were working in a perfect sync with yours, swallowing all the moan that were coming out of your throat. your eyes closed shut the second her fingers started hitting your spot. shuri pulled at your lips and held in between her teeth once again. her fingers were doing the magic and in no time you felt your climax wash over you again.

you moaned louder than before not being able to close your mouth. shuri moaned right after you watching this whole thing. you slowly opened your eyes looking at her and in that moment she finally let go of your lip. your hips were still slowly grinding into her hand just needing to stop at their own peace.

shuri took out her fingers slowly and put them straight into your mouth. being used to it you licked her fingers clean while she watched you with nothing but pure adoration in her eyes. she pulled them suddenly out and took into her mouth. you moaned at the sight and she just chuckled while still devouring on her own fingers.

after a moment shuri kissed you hard again but not as roughly as she did at the beginning. you kissed her back with as much passion. she slowly pulled away touching your nose with her once again. you smiled at her and she did the same. your hands wrapped around her neck and this time you got an idea. shuri noticed the glint in your eyes and raised her eyebrow at you. you smiled even more.

“i was just thinking.” you whispered and licked your lips. “that only fair would be for me to show you now, how much i adore you, my queen.” her eyes widened at your words while her mouth formed into a smirk once again. you roughly connected your lips not giving her a chance to respond. exactly the same she did earlier.