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[lilcatdraws]

J doodles part 2 <3

[lokissweater]

hey i really really love your fics and the way you write youre so talented! ive been searching for a virgin!yuji x virgin!reader for so long and my life would literally be urs if you wrote this. if not no worries, i totally get it.

sending love! - anon

OH THIS IDEA IS HOOOOTTTTT AND U BEST BELIEVE IM ALL OVER IT!! thank you for your sweet words and for sending in a request!! i hope you like it!! :] <333

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oh my god, pretty!

{yuji itadori x f!reader}

summary: your relationship with yuji was semi new and cute, you both absolutely adoring the fuck out of one another since the moment you met. one thing you have in common though? you’re both loser virgins with absolutely no experience whatsoever, and on one night where you’re both innocently cuddling on the couch watching a movie— yuji goes NUTS.

warnings: MDNI. college!au, afab!reader, SMUT, p in v sex, unprotected sex (wrap it ya’ll), accidental creampie LOL, yuji is a little perv, smut with barely any plot she goes straight to the good stuff, cursing, pet names, fluff, FILTHYYYY this is filthy, all characters are aged up.

word count: 3.9k

authors note: PHEEWWWW THIS ONE HAD ME MEOWING LIKE A KITTY CAT AND I HOPE YALL MEOW WITH ME!!! thank you for your support always, that is an absolute given, i love you and i love you forever. MWAAAHHHH <3333

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“are you okay baby?”

no you were not.

because yuji was in a black tight compression tee and pj’s while you both were watching a movie together and cuddling on your living room couch, the sleeves of his shirt accentuating his biceps and the rest of it squeezing over his pecs and torso, the brightness of your tv illuminating all of his sharp handsome features that had you gnawing at your nails in a nervous fit— him looking at you with pinched eyebrows.

yuji and you had just started dating a couple of months ago— his lively overly friendly personality winning you over without really much effort at all, and your genuine sweet one catching his heart the minute he saw you come into one of his lectures last year, looking soul killingly beautiful and radiant, the both of you befriending each other quickly as your interests aligned.

and you started hanging out on and off campus a lot more frequently after that— gradually falling more and more in love until yuji finally gathered up his jumpy nerves and asked you to be his girlfriend.

there was a problem though.

neither of you had had sex before, or had done anything in between the lines with other people before you got together.

it was the first thing that yuji worried about when he first started dating you— embarrassed and afraid that you would think he was a big fat loser with no game and that he would potentially run the risk of losing you, you maybe preferring a man of experience to match your own needs.

but when he admitted that to you, and when you shook your worried little head and told him you were in the same exact boat as him, he was fucking elated— his apprehensions crumbling down like a landslide and replaced instead with the giddiness of getting to do stuff with you for the first time ever, and him being the man (the only man ever he hoped) to get to do it to you.

but then there was another problem.

neither of you seemed to want to start anything, the both of you hesitant and scared because of your lack of experience— petrified of humiliating yourselves if one of you tried and pathetically failed at it or did something incorrectly.

“mhm! fine.” you smiled sweetly, your calm voice a completely different contrast to what was currently happening inside your reeling fuzzy brain.

you had both definitely talked about it, the subject of intimacy. but it was always something that the two of you reassured each other would happen eventually when you were both ready, that there was no rush— choosing to brush the subject off like it was nothing.

except it wasn’t nothing. it was never nothing. and you were both way past fucking ready, especially yuji, him practically ripping apart at the seams with horn dog need anytime he saw you wear those little skirts that you like so much, or whenever you’d straddle his lap during one of your daily makeout sessions— his hands literally trembling over your ass in attempts at being respectful of pretty ol’ you, settling for placing them on your upper back instead.

and you would internally pout, disappointed, because you always without fail noticed all of this yet you were too shy to mention anything or do something about it on your own.

“you sure?” he asked softly. “you look like you’re thinking about something.”

he raised a hand and gently poked your cheek repeatedly with his index finger, a silly smile on his face. “tell me baby tell me baby tell me baby—”

you giggled, “i’m okay! just zoned out.” you pushed his finger away, leaning up and pressing a quick shy kiss to his cheek that made him instantly flush pink in return, a wobbly smile spreading across his face.

in the midst of you retreating back to your previous position, yuji caught your chin with his fingers and turned you to look at him, your cheeks blushing as he stared at you with lovesick dreamy eyes.

“can we— um.” his gaze flickered to your lips. “can we make out.”

your eyes widened slightly and your hands grew clammy fast, cheeks buzzing as you stared back at him.

since making out was the only thing you both properly conquered, it happened almost every single time you saw each other, the act practically filling in and making up for the more lewd exchanges you both were missing out on, your kisses always sloppy and messy but heated— though each time it came around to it you were often just as nervous as the first time.

“s—sure!” you stammered. “you don’t have to ask me yuji… you can just— y’know… do it..”

he bit his tongue, your timidness for some fucking reason sending a shock of arousal through his veins and straight down to his dick as he tried his best to swallow it and not make it obvious for you.

“okay!”

he brought your face closer then and kissed you, a solid one at first, until you slowly parted your lips and ushered him in, deeper, your body moving closer to his on its own as he immediately responded with placing a hand on your leg to throw it over his lap, your mouths wet and slippery as he properly settled you to sit on him.

you wrapped your arms around his neck, the movie drowned out completely in the background as a sequence of lip smackings echoed throughout the room, yuji’s hands on your upper back like always as you continued to make out… until you felt a little stinging cramp in your knee— moving your hips a little bit to readjust, utterly unaware of how you accidentally applied pressure over yuji’s crotch as he sucked in a breath through his nose and pulled away.

“fuck don’t do that baby don’t do that.”

you froze, hands quickly retracting back to your chest. “what? what do what?”

“oh—” he froze, eyes wide and cheeks pink as his mouth opened and closed like a fishy out of water.

he couldn’t possibly tell you why, not wanting to scare you away by admitting that you grinding down on his crotch like that made his dick jerk and mind haze in the most filthy and perverted way imaginable, feeling like he wanted to dig himself a big fat grave of horny shame to throw himself into as he watched your pretty eyes look at him the way that they were, wanting that same look but underneath him instead—

your bent knee cramped up once more and you hissed, moving your hips again except this time harder, yuji’s eyes flying open as the grip around your upper torso tightened, a strangled whiny hum escaping his throat.

your eyes snapped to his at the sound, now feeling something hard poking your clothed pussy as your brain finally put fucking two and two together, your hand slapping over your mouth in embarrassment at what you did and over your stupid delayed realization.

“oh! yuji i’m so sorry i— i didn’t realize—”

he shook his head rapidly, his cheeks and ears red as he shakily smoothed his hands over your hips comfortingly.

“no baby! don’t be sorry it’s okay!” he quickly kissed your forehead. “i—it’s me… it’s not you at all…”

but there was something else behind his eyes, something you couldn’t quite pinpoint as he just stared at the place where your body met his crotch, hands slowly gripping your hips tighter in a certain way and… and actually moving you now in a certain way that made you promptly realize he was grinding you against him, pleasure quickly twitching at your clit in response as flat hands flew to his chest to stabilize yourself.

“what— what are you doing?” you stammered, your chest heaving a little.

“s—sorry!…” he mumbled, eyes still trained to the same area. “it just— felt kind of good… so..”

yuji peered up at you, a cautious look on his face as he eyed you curiously with his pinky cheeks bright— hesitantly indulging in his overwhelming sick need for you, as simply making out was just not cutting it anymore ever since he got a taste of how something like this could feel a couple of seconds ago.

and your thoughts were identical to his.

timidly, you slid your hands up slowly to rest back on his manly shoulders, the rough material of his compression tee under your fingers making you literally squeeze your hole around nothing, eyes nervously darting around his face.

“o—okay…”

his hand came up to brush some of your soft hair over your shoulder, his thumb moving in to caress gently over your hot cheek.

“can i… can i do it again?”

you shakily nodded, and he gripped your hips again before moving you just like he did before, your crotch coming down to meet his slowly and cautiously as your mouth partially hung open at how good it actually felt, yuji staring at your expression with blown out pupils and nearly drooling over it.

but he wanted more, his hands moving you then to grind on him a little faster, his hips coming up to meet yours at the same time as you shyly met him halfway— quick and stuttery until all of a sudden you were full blown humping into each other like rabid dogs, your tiny whiny moans setting him the fuck off as he captured your lips again to make out with you, fearing if he let you quietly moan like that for his ears to selfishly drink up that he was going to end up busting in his pants.

“y—yuji…” you whimpered in between kisses.

“yeah baby?” his husky voice sent another electrical shock of ecstasy through your body, your fingers gripping his shirt in tiny fists as you didn’t even know what exactly you were pleading him for.

but he knew.

he wrapped his arms entirely around you and moved so that you were laying flat on your back now, yuji in between your legs as he kissed you sloppily while grinding himself back on you again, him literally mimicking how it would be to fuck you as you squeezed his biceps for support, your thin pajama shorts feeling his hard cock bulging from his pj pants and rutting against your cunt desperately with every hump.

yuji, literally trapped in a dimension of arousal and nasty fucking thoughts of you with every moan that slipped past your puffy soft lips, had him reaching and tugging down on the waist band of your shorts like an animal, your baby blue panties with a little ribbon bow in the middle making him nearly choke on his spit.

your hand quickly came to clasp around his wrist, stopping him.

“y—yuji my parents! i don’t know if we should—”

“oh fuck—” he whispered, looking up to the top of your staircase and down where your parents were sound asleep, gnawing so much on his bottom lip in cock blocked agony that he accidentally drew blood.

and you didn’t know why, but the urge was unforgiving as you reached up and cupped his hot sweaty cheeks, pulling his face down as you stuck your tongue out and licked over his bleeding lip.

yuji stared, eyes wide, before he let out a low guttural grown and shoved his face into the crook of your neck.

“fuck fuck fuck fuck—”

you were fucking killing him.

he rolled his leaky cock slowly into you again, his shoulders trembling at the cold feeling of his wet boxers that were literally covered in pre cum the moment your pretty plush thighs sat over his lap, you speaking up.

“m—maybe—”

he pulled back fast.

“yeah?”

“maybe if you just— look. that… that should be fine, right?”

“yeah yeah!” yuji’s invisible tail was practically wagging over your words. “look uh huh! just look baby.”

you bit your lip, slowly reaching down and tugging as both of yuji’s hands went flying down to help you, pulling them over your thighs and down to your ankles before setting them behind him on the couch with a soft thud.

you kept your thighs closed, shy and timid as you realized yuji hadn’t seen you like this yet… your cheeks flaring in embarrassment as he pulled your knees apart and gawked at the vision before him, yuji looking at you like you had built the entirety of rome by yourself with your bare hands.

you hadn’t noticed yet, but your panties were drenched— a patch of wet spread over your lips that literally outlined the anatomy of your pussy to a t, leaving little to the imagination as his eyes stayed locked on your clit in a complete trance.

“oh my god, pretty!…” he murmured, his index finger coming down to softly touch and rub your puffed up clit over your panties, you squeaking in response and slamming your thighs closed again.

“sorry! sorry!” he sputtered, frantic as he came down to peck little kisses on your cheek apologetically, your eyes shut, bashful. “did that hurt? i didn’t mean to i’m sorry—”

“n—no!” you shook your head and slowly peeked your eyes open. “it didn’t… just felt s—sensitive.”

his shoulders relaxed in relief, nodding, his eyes widening in delight when you spread your legs back open for him again, your panties literally stuck slick to your pussy at this point.

yuji’s fingers pressed against your folds, him wanting to just feel the way your little wet lips mushed up against his digits, his curious hand directing him slowly up over your clit and back down by your virgin hole as he breathed hard through his nose, trying to get himself to calm the fuck down over your cunt and not freak you out.

but what he was doing felt good, him having no idea as you pulled your bottom lip in between your teeth with your eyebrows screwed together in euphoria, his ears perking up at the sounds of your sweet little moans and whines the more pressure he applied to it.

and then he got an idea.

as you were distracted getting riled up by his fingers, yuji shoved his other hand under his wet pajama pants and boxers, pulling out his throbbing cock and pumping it a little as his angry tip leaked with every jerk— a drop oozing down and landing right on your nub before rolling over your panties as he breathed out a string of hushed curses.

yuji replaced the hand on your pussy with his cock, his length and tip pushing up in between your sopping cunt and back down, completely soiling your panties with a mix of your arousal and his pre cum as he rolled his hips into you again, you not noticing at all until both of his rough hands came to grip and squeeze over your inner thighs, your eyes fluttering open as you wondered why it felt way better than before, them bulging once you saw his thick long dick slipping and sliding hurriedly against your pussy.

“b—baby!” you moaned breathlessly, but yuji literally could not hear you as his dazed droopy eyes stayed focused on your swollen puss while he continued to rut.

“uh huh..?..” he panted. “what’s wrong sweetheart…”

your words lodged themselves in the back of your throat as a particular rough thrust made you choke and clamp your mouth shut, squeezing your eyes shut in response with your sensitive nub pulsing as you felt yuji’s leaky sticky cum all over you.

“does it— does it feel good?” his eyes finally trailed up to look at you, his already fucked out expression and flushed face forming a yummy pit in your stomach that you recognized as your release whenever you fingered yourself, except that feeling no where near as good as what you felt right fucking now.

“mhm..” you moaned and licked your lips.

yuji’s fingers slid up from your inner thighs and to the straps of your panties, fiddling and playing with them as he rolled his hips like a little perv, his tip at times falling and literally sinking into your gaping virgin hole a bit— your panties a thin stretchy wall that frustratingly stopped his cock from going, slipping back upward instead.

“baby…” he moaned lowly, whispering. “maybe we should just have sex right now…”

you gasped. “right now?! i don’t know yuji my— my parents— and we’ve never—”

he leaned down and sloppily kissed you, speaking in between each smack.

“they’re asleep it’s—” mmphf— “it’s okay—”

yuji already had his middle finger hooked under your wet panties as he started pulling down, you squeaking at the cold breeze hitting your bare clit.

“i want to but— hic!”

he rubbed his tip over your entrance a bit, pooling your juice up.

“what if— what if we get too loud? and they come downstairs—”

he shook his head. “i’ll keep on a lookout pretty don’t worry about it...” he murmured. “you just relax while i pump my cock in, yeah?”

you whimpered, nodding quickly and pathetically as you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down flush against your chest, suctioning tiny sucks on his jaw to keep you from moaning the loudest you’ve moaned all night as he started pushing in, yuji’s mind in a literal fucking state of delirium as his dick was finally gonna be buried in your cute pussy after wanting it for so long.

you hiccuped against his jaw, your arms gripping him tighter as he stretched you out so good, feeling a little pinch in your walls that made you spread your legs wider in attempts at alleviating it.

“ohhhh fuckkkk baby—” he moaned loud and you quickly clamped a hand over his mouth.

“shhh honey shhh—”

“m’sorry m’sorry m’sorry—”

his voice was muffled against your hand as he pumped deeper, your squeal catching itself in your throat and his body fucking shivering at the way your tight slobbering walls sucked him in without him having to even push, your hole clenching around him and pumping more strings of stray pre cum out inside you.

“my god do that again please do that again—” he panted, reeling his hips back slowly and pushing in at a steady rhythm.

“d—do what?” you panted, your eyes closing in pleasure.

“squeeze— shit!— squeeze me please please—” he begged, pressing wet open mouthed kisses on your cheeks as he licked up your little overstimulated tears.

“like— like this?”

you clenched your hole again and his body jerked, his choked moans huffing in your ear as he rolled and snapped his hips faster.

“mm! yuji my god—” you squealed and he placed a hand over your mouth, the both of you now covering over each others as he proceeded to drill his hips in, the couch squeaking with every messy hit.

your hand tightened over his lips the louder he moaned, your eyes silently pleading with him to be a little quieter, but him too lost in the milking of his cock and the way your fucked out face looked as he couldn’t connect the dots with what you were asking of him, suddenly your blurry brain coming into reasonable consciousness for a second as you became aware of the fact that you weren’t even using protection.

“b—baby—” you muffled against his hand. “we’re not using a— mmm! c—condom we need—”

smack smack smack—

“shit i don’t— i don’t have one sweetheart.” he stifled, and yuji only went faster then, harder and jerky as his awkward virgin hips jolted you up and down on him, your eyes rolling back. “s’okay i’ll just pull out m’kay? i’ll pull out—”

his snappy pace brought your brain back into your previous dumb erotic state, nodding dazedly as he scooched his hand down and shoved his middle and ring finger inside your wet mouth, your tongue slobbering over his digits before your lips lewdly closed around them and sucked.

yuji was not keeping a lookout for your parents.

“oh fuck baby you look so fucking pretty doing that…” he choked. “you look so so pretty under me and taking my dick—”

“mhm..” you moaned around his fingers, drool seeping out of your mouth and down your chin as you felt like you were on the brink of cumming and squelching all over him.

“i’m gonna pull out soon okay? i feel—” pant— “i feel like i’m cumming—”

you pulled back from his fingers with a pop and licked your lips, nodding vigorously as you squeezed your eyes painfully shut, your release washing over you like a prickly wave with your mouth hung wide open and your vision blowing bright white.

but in the midst of you creaming, you accidentally clamped your thighs shut around yuji as he tried to slip his dick out.

“fuck! i can’t—” pant— “baby open your legs please im gonna— fuck fuck fuck!—”

yuji’s cum pummeled inside you and filled you the absolute brim as he gasped and whined in your ear, his balls draining so much of it into you that it took no time at all for it to slip past your hole and onto your couch below, the both of you heaving heavily with your clothes stuck against your sweaty sticky bodies.

“are you—” he swallowed. “are you okay baby? i’m sorry i came inside—”

“it’s okay it wasn’t you—” you tried to regulate your breathing. “it— it was my fault… i trapped you in…”

you sheepishly looked at him and gnawed at the inside of your cheek in shame, your face only making him lazily grin and press a hard loving kiss to your cheek.

“it’s okay. we can figure it out later!”

he peeled away from you and sat up, his softening cock still buried inside as he slowly pulled out and watched the rest of his cum spurt out, taking one of his shaky fingers and collecting some before pushing it back in your hole.

“don’t put it back in yujiiii!” you whined.

“sorry! sorry sorry—” he grabbed your wrist gently and kissed the back of your hand, his pinky cheeks vibrant as he looked at you with a wobbly shy smile. “i— i couldn’t help myself…”

you giggled. “s’okay honey.”

he laid his body back over yours, being mindful not to squish you as he leaned some of his weight on his arms, cutely pecking your puffy lips over and over until he was satisfied with the amount, nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck after.

“m’glad my first time was with you yuji…” you murmured into his ear, your words causing his heart to literally bang against his chest as he felt like he was on cloud nine with you underneath him like that.

“i’m glad it was with you pretty.” he pushed, looking into your fucked out eyes with sincerity. “and i hope it stays that way. just my dick.”

you laughed loudly, your hand quickly coming up to cover your mouth as he giggled.

you pecked his nose sweetly and readjusted your hips, your cum covered pussy brushing against his cock again, the blood immediately rushing back to it faster than a speeding fucking bullet.

he traced a loving finger across your bottom lip delicately, a little grin on his face.

you quirked a brow. “what?”

“can we um—“ he quickly kissed you. “can we try doggy style right now?”

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[toutallyahoe]

helping you out on the francis with the pussy propaganda; railing trans francis while he's in a cow lingerie i wanna see him squirt as the reader torture his clit im unhinged

━ pretty cow ,, that's not my neighbor

pairing(s): francis "milkman" mosses x male reader warnings: cursing, ftm francis, subby francis, vaginal sex, lingerie, fucking with clothes on (for francis), lil praise kink (calling francis pretty <333), overstimulation, marathon sex, dacryphilia a/n: i have exams tomorrow but spreading the francis with a pussy propaganda is more important

and because my mahal asked and also im petty af

Francis was a pretty little thing in your humble opinion. The man may look like he needs to take a nap for a week from those tired eyes of his, but the man still looks handsome. Especially in his white milkman uniform that just fit well in him. It was always hard to not immediately jump Francis when he was in those clothes before and after he came back from work. So pretty, so beautiful... how can you not want him?

What was more tempting of the image of Francis in his uniform was when the man was out of it. Soft, smooth skin that looks so pretty with his marks all over, especially on Francis' chest. Little chub on the stomach that you loved to place and hold your hand over, especially when you can feel the bump of your cock when you were inside Francis. And oh, thick thighs that Francis gained from delivering milk.

Francis was beautiful. So, so pretty... and it really took everything in your willpower not to jump the man and ravish Francis already when Francis just came back.

But you know what's more tempting? What Francis was wearing right now in front of you.

"You... beautiful," You breathlessly said as you stared slack-jawed at Francis. Awe in your eyes as you tried to soak up the sight in front of you. Francis let out a soft whine from the praise as he tried to adjust the clothes he was on. Francis was wearing a special lingerie that you had jokingly bought, but god, it hugged Francis' body so prettily. "You look so beautiful."

"It's embarrassing," Francis said, cheeks flushed as he avoided eye contact with you. "Why did you buy this?" He asked as he let out a surprised yelp when he was pulled down, landing on your lap as he put his hands on your shoulder to balance himself. Francis sent you a small glare, pouting as he got a smile from you.

"What? I think it fits you," You chuckled as you placed a hand on Francis' waist while the other toyed with the strings of the panties Francis was wearing. The lingerie was cow printed, which was amusing but also worked well from what you planned to do to Francis. "Don't you think so?" You cooed as you did think it fit the man in your lap quite well. Francis pouted more.

"It's not funny," Francis said and you just shook your head and smiled.

"I think it's perfect," You said as you brought Francis to a kiss, your hand that played with the strings of Francis' panties had roamed to touch Francis' crotch instead. The man on your lap didn't fight back at all, instead reciprocating your kiss as you squeezed Francis' waist affectionately. Francis let out a moan from the kiss when your middle and forefinger pressed in the middle of the panties, rubbing until you could feel Francis' slick make a small wet patch. "Now, can I get my milk?"

“Fuck— fuck! Fuckin— hold on, s... shit—” He gasps as Francis moans helplessly. His mouth fell open in pleasure while his whole body shook from the overwhelming feeling of his body just in deep pleasure but as well as from your hard thrust. His thighs become a frothy mess as his slick and your cum dripped from his cunt. His moans turned into screams when you started fucking him into the bed harder and harsher again, nipping at his exposed throat and leaving marks all over his skin. "W... wait!"

You harshly rolled your hips, making sure your cock hit Francis' core dead on each time you slammed yourself in. You let out deep, pleasured moans into Francis' neck as you felt Francis claw your back, nails digging to your skin and probably... absolutely, leaving marks that'll show tomorrow. But it's fine because you left your marks on Francis already and will continue to leave more. Outside and inside the Milkman when you were done with him.

"Fuck!" You hissed as you slammed yourself harshly deep inside Francis, feeling the man squeeze around your cock before it got more slippier and wetter than it was before. Francis came again and you weren't too far behind because before you knew it, you spilt your load inside Francis' warmth. You two moaned as Francis felt so full that his hands had unconsciously touched his stomach, feeling the bump grow bigger from your cock and cum in him.

Taking a breather from just coming inside again, you felt Francis' body slack in your hold and when you took your face away from Francis' neck to see if the man was okay, you soaked in the messy yet beautiful sight in front of you. It was truly beautiful.

Francis' smooth skin was already painted with so many bites and hickeys, especially around his neck and chest courtesy from you. His tits spilt out from the cow-printed bra, his nipples red and abused with bite marks around them that no doubt Francis will be putting band-aids over to not get it irritated in his shirts. His panties were pushed to the side so you could have easy access to his cunt which was just puffy and red already and cum kept gushing out each time you thrust inside him before.

Having an idea, you slowly took your cock out, hearing Francis weakly whine as you did while you felt Francis' inside tried so desperately to keep you in. But once you pulled your cock out, you let out a soft groan seeing your cum gush out from Francis' gaping pussy.

Shit... you really want to go for another round...

"[Name]...?" Hearing Francis weakly calling out your name. You looked away from looking at Francis' abused cunt to look at the man in the face. It was getting even more harder not to plunge your cock inside Francis again seeing Francis tired, teary eyes looking at you. A small pout on his lips. What came out next from Francis' lips made you just snap. "In... inside..."

Fuck it.

Francis' eyes threaten to roll into the back of his skull when you pushed your cock inside him again and you didn't even wait for Francis to take a breath when you began to move. Your thrust more harsher as you put your weight into fucking your cock inside Francis' cunt. Francis lets out moans and cries as he desperately attempts to meet your thrusts, but eventually, Francis just lays there and takes it.

[a-strange-familiar]

an angsty idea: f! Reader flinches during a steamy (not THAT kind of steamy) argument (bonus points for subspace) ends in fluff maybe idk, <33 ur work is *chefs kiss* ily ♥︎♡

Awww. ily too. Hope you enjoy, lovie 💗 and sooo sorry for the late <333

A/n : I got this request little over a year back and I wrote half of this and completely forgot. I got a random motivation to write this now. I really hope the anon who requested it will have a chance to read it. ♡

And also I reached a milestone (not a VERY big one, but its special to me) on my followers, thank you for all your love and support ❤️

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It's been more than three weeks since Y/n and Harry spent some quality time together. Harry was really busy with work and Y/n understood that and focused on her university work.

But it's actually bugging her. She can't lie saying that she is not feeling insecure. He is a very handsome man. Beautiful, sweet, respectful and understanding. And Y/n also know for a fact that there are many women out there trying to get in his pants or his life. But she know him, he would never do that to her. But she can't help but worry about it though.

So she kept herself busy with school and work both but she miss Harry, so thought about talking to him and having dinner together.

Today especially she had a worst day, not completely worst but worst day of the month. From the moment she woke she felt off. Something is not good and she had a terrible headache but still she went to college and later to work.

But in college she got a bad grade in a test which led up to her professor calling her to his office and giving her an earful. It's her mistake for not preparing properly for the test. And later she had to face a rude costumer at her work, and her whole mood got even worse.

By the time she came home she was feeling very low and sad. All she wanted was to cry her heart out and have some snuggles from Harry. She misses him soo much, they are living in the same house but lately doesn't feel like that.

She opened the door and stepped inside to find the lights are on, she thanked the heavens that Harry is home early. She just want to see him and kiss him.

She is feeling soo subby, not in a sexual way. She wants to be taken care of and loved. She wants Harry to hug and kiss her tears away. She just wants to be near him.

She went inside and figured that Harry is indeed home and in his office. As every step she takes she hear his voice taking in phone with someone and he is clearly stressed and angry.

She went near the door and contemplated about knocking the door or directly opening it. She decided to knock first, she faintly knocked and the talking stopped for a second and continued.

She waited for a couple seconds and slowly opened the door.

There he is, sitting in his office with his phone in one hand and eyes on the laptop infront him with his brows furrowed and visible tension and tiredness his face.

Y/n sticked her head inside the room without entering completely and called his name.

He looked at her for second, and smiled. It's not his smile. It's not a smile at all. He just made his lip form a thin line and nodded his head to let her know that he acknowledged her presence.

She wanted to call his name again but she didn't. He is busy and that's visible, as much as she wants his attention she knows better that interrupting something important.

She turned back and went into their room. Maybe after a bit he will be able give her his attention.

She showered and wore one of Harry's t-shirt and did her night time skincare. And after a good one and half hour she decided to go to Harry and talk.

She knocked on his office again and but this time she heard a faint 'come in' .

"Hi baby" She said softly

"Hi , love." He said in return and looked at her for a second and got back to his work.

Y/n fidgeted with her fingers and thought of something to talk about.

But Harry broke the silence. " how was your day ? "

She felt relived that he asked about it and that she didn't have to start the topic.

"Um.... not very good actually." She said

He looked at her with his brows furrowed and asked "What happened, baby ?"

"Just not feeling good and didn't have a good day at uni and at work." She shrugged

"Ohh, I'm sorry, love."

"Harry do you think we can watch a movie and talk for a bit. I don't really feel good. I could use some cuddled and a kiss." She asked shyly.

"Um...... " he started .

"I'm sorry but I really can't right now ,baby. I have so much of work. I can give you a kiss though." He said and got right back into his work.

Y/n stood there without moving. She wanted to be understood, all she wanted was his attention and his closeness.

For weeks she has been an understanding girlfriend and gave him space and let him prioritize his work, but she had enough.

"Harry, it's been weeks since we spent some time and shared an actual conversation. I have been patient but I think you should be understanding to my needs too." She ranted all her thoughts inside her head.

He lifted his head for his laptop and looked at her with an unreadable expression.

She really wished to know what was going on in that head of his.

"I know. I'm sorry that I haven't given you any attention in weeks but I have work to do, Y/n. I can't abandon them and look after your needs." He said that last part in a very mocking way that made her wince internally.

She sighed and started "Harry, I think -"

"Y/n, I don't have time for your chit-chat. Can't you see I have work to do ?" He yelled at her with fuming expression on his face.

Y/n was caught of guard by the yelling, and flinched and her face colored with shock and fear.

She was never in an abusive relationship that made her react this way. But seeing Harry yell at her made her pretty sacred and also Harry can be pretty scary when he is angry.

By seeing her reaction Harry's eyes softened and regret was written all over his face.

He was about to open his mouth and get up from his chair when y/n took a step back and murmured a small 'sorry' and left the room in a hurry.

Harry's heart clenched seeing that expression on her face. He wanted nothing more than to take those words back. Seeing tears in her eyes was the last thing he wanted to witness. But he already made her cry.

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Y/n rushed to their room with blurry vision and tears streaming down her face. She wiped her face and got onto the bed and buried her face in her soft feather like pillows.

She cried and let her heart feel the pain for few minutes before she stopped.

She wanted to go somewhere else and give Harry some space, but she can't just go to anyone's house in the middle of the night and crash. So she had no choice but to be in their house.

After few more minutes she heard a faint sound of their bedroom door opening but she didn't open her eyes or peered up at Harry to see what he is doing

He got on the bed beside her and ran his hand down her back slowly.

"I'm soo sorry, love " He whispered.

"I really, really am. Work is hectic and I was going through something at office and took it on you. Im sorry and I know I have been distant lately. It's absolutely my fault and nothing to do with you. Im just an arrogant son of a bitch."

He kissed her head let his lips linger for few moments.

His words sounded sincere and y/n also knew he really didn't mean to yell but it's still hurt her.

"Can you please look at me ,baby ?" He asked her in a pleading tone that she couldn't ignore.

She slowly turned towards him and looked at him, his eyes were sad and regret colored his face. She felt bad for a second.

"I'm sorry baby." He said again as he caressed her face gently with his finger.

"Can you please forgive me, my love ? " He asked her as he looked into her eyes with soo much love.

She nodded her head and gave him a small smile. No matter what happened it's really hard for her to be mad at him for long time.

He returned her smile and kissed her lips softy. "I'll make it up for you , baby. What do wanna do ? You still want to watch a movie?"

She shook her head. "No. I think I want to get some rest."

His smile faltered a bit and he felt disappointed but he gave her kiss and stoked her hair. "Whatever you want , my love"

"Can you can lay down with me for a bit if you are not busy ? " She asked in a soft voice still not wanting to come between him and his work.

His smile grew as he laid on the bed with her and opened his arms wide for her to hug him and cuddle.

Without wasting any time she went into his arms and snuggled with him.

He kissed her head and murmured "I love soo much, love. I will never ignore you again "

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As always lots of love. 💗

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[starscabaret]

☆Meeting Yandere! Vincent ☆

pairing: yandere! Vincent x fem reader 

summary: Meeting Vinny <333

warnings: n/a 

authors note: 

Vincent had brushed into the small town a few months earlier on a contract for his engineering firm. The job paid well and he had little to no attachment anywhere so he made the move. He lived in an upscale condo about 30 minutes out from the actual town he’d be working in. Paid for by the company of course. 

He had a routine, call mom once a week, send a letter once a month, go to work every weekday, go to the gym every weekday, grocery shop on Sundays, and get a haircut every 3 weeks. Not much changed for him really unless it was necessary. 

He liked it that way, in his free time he drew, invested, and dabbled in a few books and tv. He wouldn’t call himself the happiest man alive, but he was getting by, and his mom was doing well. That’s all he ever wanted. 

Just like any other day on the job site Vincent set in his small office inside the mobile trailer going over blueprints and whatnot. That is until you came banging on the flimsy trailer door. Vincent thought the damn police were here. Lo and Behold when he opened the door there you were in pajamas, and slippers, and sleep still in your eyes. 

As soon as the door opened you spoke, “Look man, I really was nice at first and didn’t say anything but do y’all have to be so loud at 7 am? It’s waking me and my son.”

Vincent stood there deadpan he didn’t know what to reply. There was nothing he could really do to delay construction in the early hours without derailing the whole project. And normally he would have slammed the door in your face had it been anyone else. But you, you made his heart beat fast and he blanked on a response. Besides the fact that he was a man of very few words.

“Come in.” He said as he pulled you into the office like trailer.

“You seem to be the boss sir, is there anything you can do?” You said while rubbing your eyes.

“You must live in the house a few acres over, what’s your name?” He spoke low and grumbly.

“Yeah I do, it’s a family house but no one gives a shit anymore. All moved off to the big city, scared of the water. Oh, Im f/n l/n” you replied in an annoyed tone.  

“I can’t tell them to halt all work in the morning is there anything I can do instead?” He asked, wanting to remedy this. He didn’t want to upset you. You were alluring to him. This was also the most he had spoken to anyone in days.

“You come to explain to my son why you’re disrupting his sleep!” you said with irritation in your voice.

When Vincent got to your home to apologize to your son, he was met with Ben. Ben was a 3-year-old beautiful Doberman. 

Vincent was a bit relieved it was a dog and not a child, as he was already daydreaming about how he would give you your first child.

Vincent didn’t speak much or have the best social skills but he knew that his interest in you wasn’t normal. Nor did he know how to express such interest.

Good thing you found him handsome, and took interest in his quiet reserved demeanor. You had to know more, you had to dig past the surface. You were bold and willing to take charge and make the moves. You had never seen a man like him in your town before, or anywhere for that matter. 

You were happy you went and complained that morning. Who said complaining didn’t get you anywhere?

[playgrl0]

sharing some thoughts that i have about my amazing, precious, sweet angel baby boy megumi

⁂ i've seen ppl on here say that he's shy, especially when it comes to u. i don't think he is shy at all. he's just a bit more on the quiet side and he's definitely not shy in front of u. i think he's more of a tease hehe

⁂ very protective over you. like, extremely.

⁂ he's absolutely obsessed with you.

⁂ he always puts you first. always.

⁂ as i mentioned above, he is a fucking TEASE. he loves teasing you, he loves flustering you. he wants your face heating up and he wants you to look away from him so he can grab your face and make you look at him to fluster you even more.

⁂ he is so clingy o.m.g. and honestly? he doesn't care if people tease him about it. he is clingy and proud. he just loves being with you.

⁂ LOVES EYE CONTACT. his eyes are always on yours or on your lips

⁂ play with his hair. he'll marry u on the spot.

⁂ he could spend the entire day in bed with you just kissing nd kissing nd kissing nd kissing u.

⁂ pleasure dom. 100%

⁂ he's obsessed with ur thighs. doesn't matter how big or small they are. he hugs them, kisses them, uses them as pillow, bites them, massages them ect ect he loves them

⁂ he makes out with u whenever he can

⁂ ummm if u kiss his neck he's literally melting. his neck is sensetive

⁂ dies when u wear his clothes bc why the fuck do u look so adorable????

⁂ once he's a 100% sure that he's never gonna leave u he'll introduce u to gojo. it's important to him that he gets to know u nd that he accepts nd loves u

⁂ and gojo does love u! which makes megumi happy but gojo might be a little too obsessed with u. he jokes around nd says stuff like "i love her more than u, kiddo" nd it might make megumi a lil jealous lol

⁂ tsumiki fucking adores u. u two are besties nd always hang out with each other. nd it's the most beautiful thing to megumi nd he couldn't be happier. he does get a lil jealous if u spend too much time with her nd not with him hehe

⁂ so basically if u spend too much time with other ppl he'll get a lil jealous bc he wants u all to himself <333

⁂ he always rolls his eyes at u when u hype him up like he's always handsome but sometimes he just looks extra fine so u pull out ur phone nd take a hundred pics of him "megumi smile! gimme one from the back! turn to the side! yes yes that's perfect!" like a damn fashion photographer nd he always acts annoyed but he isn't. he loves nd appreciates u! ur just a little extra but that's okay, he loves you

⁂ ummm he loves you

⁂ loves you so much

⁂ man i cant put it into words but when i say he loves you i mean he LOVES you. he is head over heels. totally deep in love. will choose you in every lifetime again nd again nd again nd again nd AGAIN

⁂ he wears rings 🙃 we all know that

⁂ i see him with double helix piercings

⁂ he loves when u leave hickies on him nd he won't cover them up he doesn't care if anyone sees bc they're from u nd they look pretty hot on him anyway bye

⁂ he loves when u buy clothes for him

⁂ megumi gets so fucking soft over u it's hilarious like he sees u sleeping on the couch in a weird position & he could just cry bc u look so adorable like stop giving him heart attacks

⁂ or when ur brushing ur teeth in the morning + he stares at u through the mirror.... he fell in love all over again

⁂ to him it's rlly just the little things that matter the most <3

⁂ also cries at ur wedding! gojo laughs loudly nd earns a slap on the back of his head from nanami. gojo ends up crying during the speech later on lmao

tags: @shamelessperfectionhideout @vmlnrz @serophim @satanlovesusall666 @kiirsteinn @noritopia @gothamgurl2024 @unknownspecies

<3 @ playgrl0

[glitteryapricotranchbiscuit]

Saw your post about sending in thirsts ideas…

No cause imagine kaeya pouring wine on himself and then making you licking it up-

♡ lovestruck gn!reader trying to help Kaeya ♡

!● warnings: gn!reader, drunk Kaeya, giving bj, no real plot just very smut, NSFW🔞 no minors or I’ll eat u alive

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note: ngl, where do ya'll get those ideas because DAMN i am on my knees for cleaning this man up <333 enjoy! (also sry again for being "late" kek)

It was not unusual of you to find yourself in the warmth and cozy ambience of the Tavern in Mondstadt, where the warm light and bustling atmosphere of drunken people create a perfect setting for an encounter you have tried to have too many times. Your eyes always end up landing on one specific person, almost every evening. Obviously, it was the one and only Kaeya Alberich. The one and only… he was perfect in your eyes, his long hair smoothly falling down his neck, his perfect smile, his one eye which you could lose yourself in… and you were pretty sure you would do anything to be near him but you thought too much to ask first. Through these frequent visits into the tavern, you’ve come to know Kaeya over time, studying his way of talking and also how he dresses up or drunkenly flirt with others… You were sure this wasn’t direct stalking! You were just admiring his beauty and so did certain others in the tavern notice too, such as Diluc, he knew that you always had your pretty eyes laid on his brother. He warned you about Kaeyes scheme but you honestly did not care less. Probably because you were too much fallen into the whole of hopeless love towards his smug face. Nothing that Diluc could change anyways. You sighed and took your drink in your hand towards your lip, taking a big sip. It was almost time for you to go back home. As soon as you were about to stand up, Kaeya, clearly drunk, walked over to you. Out of all the possibilities he chose you to talk to. As if it was a dream!

“Are you leaving that soon?”, he asked it so smoothly as if he knew you before. Out of shock you couldn't say a word and just started to blush a bit. “Oh yeah, haha”, he started to laugh a bit and took it without asking for your wine glass. It was still half full. “We never talked before, right? I swear whenever I saw you here I thought we talked all the time…”, just maybe, maybe this was inside his head. “I mean, are we talking right now or not?”, you chuckled a bit, not knowing how to react further. He liked your boldness, even if it was in your opinion bold of you to ask back. “You were talking with your eyes several times the other nights or evenings in the Tavern, didn’t you?”, he now asked, leaning down on the table to read your expression better than before. As if he caught a criminal, you blushed in embarrassment and tried to talk your way out, but you only heard a hearty laughter from him. “It’s okay, no need to be shy. I always struggled to talk to you.” WHAT, the handsome man out of this town struggled to talk with you? Your mouth was open in shock. Before you could ask why, he took your hand. “You know, when I see someone as beautiful as you, I can’t leave the night to you all alone.”, he winked and the fairytale-like story ended as soon as you smelled his alcohol miles away. You sighed and looked a bit disappointed but still smiled. Maybe this was an indicator for Diluc to step in as he was watching the scene from behind the bar. Diluc walked behind Kaeya and coughed up to gain his attention. Surprised by the loud sound, Kaeya turned around and accidently poured the remaining wine from your glass on the table.

“Haha, Diluc, wha–”, but before he could say more, Diluc took him by the arm and dragged him out, apologizing to you afterwards. You saw Kaeya taking a bottle of wine from Venti who laughed his ass off that Diluc tossed his brother out, soon enough Venti also was kicked out. Of course, it wasn’t nice of Diluc to be this rough to his brother so you decided to leave the Tavern, also since the evening was kinda a boomer now. The cold night hit you, looking around as if you would find Kaeya somewhere. To your surprise you spotted him sitting on the ground, holding his head with one hand while the other one was holding the half full bottle of wine. Oh poor man, drank too many glasses of wine. A wonder that Diluc didn’t take his bottle away. You approach him carefully and lay your hand down on his shoulder. To his surprise it was you again. “That’s awkward. Did you follow me? Or did my grumpy brother send you to get his bottle back, hm?” You shook your head and kneeled down to him. “No, I just can’t leave the night for you all alone, Kaeya Alberich.”, you said smiling. This caught him off guard and you could see him laugh genuinely this time. “Wonderful idea, the night is still young.”, he stands up and offers his hand to you, which you took without thinking. “Let me bring you home.” You smiled and took his offer. But instead of him leading to safety, you and him were in his apartment, kissing on the couch, while you both continued to drink the last drop of the bottle. As he was reaching to place the bottle back to the table, Kaeya accidentally spilled the wine on him. He laughs a bit. “Haha, my apologies…”, then an idea struck his head and he leaned into you, smiling dirty. And your brain stops working while you just admire his warmth he radiates… and also his breath which smelled badly of alcohol. “I bet I could make this evening way more interesting for you…”, he said and reached out to your red cheeks, caressing it a bit. As if someone else is moving your body, you nod. You definitely saw in his eyes a little surprised and relieved look. Kaeya loved to tease you, even if you guys just met a few hours ago. He continued talking: “... hehe, how eager of you to nod before I even said what you could do to help me. How about you lick my wine stained chest, would you do that for me?” You nod and lean into him, whispering into his ears. „Does this turn you on, captain?“, you said almost out of breath. He wasted no time and uncovered his chest, pouring a bit more wine on himself from your half full glass he did not put away before. His skin tone matched perfectly with the red wine, shining in beauty every drop falling into the curves of his muscle.

“Come on, enjoy yourself.”, he almost purred his words like a needy cat. Without much restraint you lean onto him and start licking carefully up the wine on his bare skin. Both of your hands were on the side of his waist for balance. Starting from his chest you saw how some wine got down to his stomach, you followed the trail and licked it back up. Starting to get more confident you let your intuition lead. Closing your eyes to concentrate, your tongue worked very hard to get every single drop. While you were drunk to suck his chest clean, you did not notice how aroused Kaeya got. Holding his mouth shut with the back of his hand, looking down to you. His cheeks are burning hot, with a shade that matches him so perfectly. You did not stop licking him and went onto his sensitive nipple, which made him moan out. For a second you stopped and looked up to him. “S-shit, please don’t stop…”, he begged almost for you. You smiled and kissed on his chest before flicking your tongue on his hardened nipple. While doing that, your hands on his waist smoothly wander up and down him, arousing him more and more. You loved his little moans. It made you feel hot too, and then the helpless grabs on your back … you wanted more. Kaeya then lightly pushed you to look up to him.

“I think some wine went down inside my pants…”, he looked at you as if you could read his mind that he wanted a blowjob from you and not more cleaning off the wine from his chest. Since some wine and your own spit run down your chin which you whip off with your hand away before nodding again. You accept his offer again, getting down on your knees and opening his pants to reveal his hard dick. “T-this is my first time…”, you said but wrapped his dick with both of your hands looking up to him. “But I think I know how to do it.” With this, you squeeze a bit on his dick before giving it little kitten-like licks on his tips which were dripping pre-cum. You continue a bit while never stopping looking up at him, then you put it slowly inside your mouth. Kaeya moaning melody and putting one hand on the back of your head. Not to push you down to choke on his dick, he placed his hand lightly on your head to guide you better. “You're doing great.”, reassuring you to keep going. This pushed your confidence to take him halfway into your mouth, starting to bop your head in the process, earning more moans from Kaeya. While you worked on his dick, he watched every single movement you did. Caressing your hair and shamelessly moaning under his breath. Kaeya admires your beauty and thought to himself why he did not talk to you earlier. Everything you did to him right now and before was almost too much to handle. While you sucked him off, even with less experience, he did not care less since he was drunk with lust and the wine. “F-fuck… keep going… please faster..”, he says while sinking into the couch. His head hitting the sofa cushion, his eyes slowly rolling back while he moans louder. His chest visibly went up and down. This made you use your tongue more and bop your head faster until Kaeya accidently came into your mouth without any warnings, surprising you. His hot semen fills your mouth slowly, while he holds your head still. “Shit, sorry … felt too good~” His semen filling your mouth pretty good. You let go of his dick to spit it out on your hand. Coughing a bit, “It’s.. it’s okay~”, you smiled. After Kaeya took his half-hard dick back into his pants, he took your hand with the semen on it and licked it off you, before giving you a kiss to push the semen back into your mouth, forcing you to swallow it. As he let go of this sloppy kiss, he grinned and whispered only for you to listen. “Maybe we could do this more often, what do you think?”

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thank thank you kitties for the likes and reblogs. I've never been so happy <33 Words cannot express how much y'all are so supportive. So let me express my love to you kitties <333 i still can't write spicy imagines I'm sorry :'(

shy, handsome, nerdy. He's so beautiful

staring softly at him and admiring his serious face. He's just so pretty

flushed face, glasses sliding down his nose.

you pushed his glasses back up on his face and held his cheeks a little longer than intended.

"It was falling down baby. Your welcome"

He's quiet.

"Thanks" a spritz of his inhaler was heard

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In class sitting besides him. You just watched the teacher blabbing nonsense.

Cold hands on your thighs. You know it was him.

"Miss me that much Rowan??" his fingers were long and veiny. It almost covers your whole thigh

"yes. I miss you. That stunt you pulled yesterday wasn't funny"

"Can't i do things for my boyfriend?"

He squeezed your thighs harder. God your skin was so plush and soft. skin peeking through his fingers.

── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──

He's stubborn. Like very

Will do anything to make sure he gets his way

makes you give up in trying to convince him

"Baby don't you have fencing practice?"

"no I don't"

"yes you have fencing practice. Why are clinging to me. Go get ready for practice"

Hugs you tighter and snore on your chest.

"get up. You're gonna miss it"

no response just more snores.

── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──

An attention seeker

he's like a cat. He will demand attention in any way possible

You're doing homework? no you're cuddling him

"Are you busy?"

"yes baby. I'm finishing this one subject"

he walks closer to you and pulls you up to your feet

"What do you need hun? Let me finish my work ok?"

No means no. He drags you to the bed and holds you down. Body splayed out ontop of you.

"I wanna sleep. Love you" ??

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Loves being babied. If you act anyway like a mother to him he will get attached

fixing his tie, cleans his glasses, clean up his bruises, You've done it all

you'll drop everything when he's sick

"Rowan. Why is your glasses smudged? Come here" You take his glasses and wipes it clean with a microfibre cloth you always carry around

"Here you go hun" you help him puts the glasses on.

── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──

"Come here baby. Your hair is a mess" You'll softly combs it away from his face.

"Isn't that better? You look much more well kept" You say

He kisses you as a thank you

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An act of service man for his love language

he's very shy and has a hard time expressing his thoughts so he uses actions

Loves helping you and doing everything possible.

He'll pay for your drinks and everything.

"How much?" you ask the barista while getting your purse out

"18.40 miss"

a 20 dollar bill just appeared on the counter

"Rowan. I can pay you know."

"I know" he takes the bag from the barista and holds your hands.

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You were walking around town

He suddenly bends down?

"Your shoelaces were untied. You'll trip later on" he says while getting up

"Thanks baby but i wouldn't mind tripping for you know?" You reply while giving him a kiss on the cheek.

He's red at that

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You're currently in the library getting some books to borrow. Rowan's with you.

Once you chosen the books to borrow he'll take them and carries them

"Oh. Thank you baby. You're so sweet" You feel appreciated and gives him a quick kiss on the lips

He's so sensitive. You've seen cry multiple times when he's stressed

He searches for you when he's at the verge of breaking down

Once he finds you he'll just give his whole body to you

"Oh Rowan. What happened darling?" You asks while holding him and petting his head

"nothing" he hides his face in your chest.

"I'm here ok? You can cry if you want baby" you cooed while rubbing his back

He trusts you. He'll tell you everything about his past life

"Come here baby. You're ok now. You're safe ok?" You say while pulling him to your body. You pet his head and kisses his face

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He sneaks out of his dorm and goes to your dorm. Soft knocks wakes you up.

"Rowan? Is something wrong hun?" You ask while inviting him inside your dorm.

"I had a nightmare" You instantly pulls him to your bed and cuddles him. Offering kisses and hushed whispers of affirmations.

"You're ok baby. don't worry. I'm here. I love you so so much"

soft snores and comfortable breathing. He's ok with you.

[illogicallyx]

𝗠𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲

pairing: yuji itadori x fem!reader

content: in which you and yuji go on a impromptu movie date.

a/n: please listen to summertime in paris by WILLOW for the accurate vibes of this fic xoxo.

literally fought with major writer's block so ignore any grammatical errors my proof reader is too busy snoring :( will come back to fix whatever's weird when she wakes up.

also THIS FOR YOU BAE!! <3 @affogetou

"who's gonna go watch earthworm man 4 with me?"

the question has just barely rose in the air when its met with immediate rejection.

rejection in the form of both his friends turning away from him with their own respective excuses.

"im going back to the dorms" megumi turns around first, already dialing ijichi's phone number while walking away.

"i am gonna go shopping." nobara turns to the staircase that lead to the shopping plaza and races up to get away from him as soon as possible.

and just like that, they run away from him. traitors!

yuji places his hands at his hips and pouts at their blatant refusal to watch the movie with him before it hits him - he has you, the realisation has him blushing and smiling, his beautiful girlfriend.

yes! she'd definitely watch it with me. he thinks to himself before pulling out his phone and walks towards the cinema. a lovesick smile already forming on his face when he opens the messaging app and finds your contact on top.

as he's typing up the text to send you, his peripheral vision catches the sight of a flower shop, his smile widens.

[♡]

you were on your way to the dorms after getting rid of a curse when your music stops and your phone buzzes in your lap indicating you got a message.

you look away from the window of the car to pick up your phone. your heart skips a beat in happiness when you see its yuji, quickly you send a reply back.

yuji <3: babyyyyyyyyy >:(

you: hi babyyyy <333 what's with the sad face?

yuji <3: nobara and megumi won't watch earthworm man 4 with me >:((

you: oh no :( those traitors!!

yuji <3: EXACTLY WHAT I THOT TOO!!

yuji <3: and then i thought that if they wont go ITS FINE. my sweet girl will, right?

you: ...

yuji <3: BABY!!

you: OKAY OKAY

you: where are u rn? send the location

yuji sends you the location, and you tell nitta to turn around and head to the shopping plaza in the opposite direction.

you get out of the car after reaching the place and the first thing you see is yuji tumbling towards you with a bouquet of flowers. the sight brings out the biggest smile on your face upon seeing the boy.

when yuji reaches you, he quickly gets down on one of his knee with his head bowed and the hand holding the flowers raised high - peonies and daisies, towards you "these are for you, my lady" he says dramatically although you assume the heavy breathing is from his run. you laugh out loud at his antics, taking the flowers from him "why thank you, handsome" you reply back while curtsying, returning the same energy in your theatrics.

you smell the flowers with a smile on your face while you watch yuji get up to his full height, his smile mirroring yours. you create distance between you and the flowers when he reaches to you to hold you in an embrace, both of you swaying side to side.

"thank you for agreeing to this" he says after releasing you from the hug, his eyes shining in adoration at your smile.

you nod "anything for my handsome boyfriend" and stand on your tip toes to place a kiss on his cheek, laughing at the way his eyes widen before they crinkle when he laughs at his own surprise along with you.

"lets go! the movie will start soon and we need to get snacks before it does!" he says turning towards the cinema with your hand in his.

he explains the basic knowledge about the movie to you so you aren't left confused during it while you both wait in line for the snacks and you smile to yourself, proud of yourself for sucking up to watch the movie you have no interest in.

if watching that worm movie with you is what gets him happy enough to literally jog towards the auditorium with you in tow, then you will gladly suck it up everytime.

[jake-g-lockley]

Can I ask for prompts 7 &/or 4 with Poe Dameron? Love your writing! 🥰

Glimmer of Hope (Poe Dameron x reader)

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Prompts: “The hand behind their nape when they are embarrassed.” and “Almost kissing but someone walks in 0_0.”

Warnings: Allusion to injury

A/N: Oh my god thank you for the ask and the sweet comment, my heart <333 I haven’t written for Poe in so long, my beautiful rebellious husband, I hope you like this, it's just pure fluffy goodness xxx

Word Count: 3.1k

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At times of chaos, a little bit of happiness seems to drive everyone away from their troubles. When there was an announcement of an engagement at the cantina on one particularly glum day, things started to take a turn for the better. There were a lot of tears, all tears of joy as the glimmer of happiness sparked a whole lot of peace in people’s minds. 

You grinned at the happy couple, one a member of the red squadron and the other a tech at the operating base, who also happens to be your best friend, Kamira. They looked so elated and their happiness was clearly contagious. You congratulated the couple, kissing your best friend’s forehead and bringing her in for a hug

“Be my maid of honour,” she whispered through her tears and you nod without a second of hesitation. 

It took you a while to gather yourself but you were determined to make this the best wedding ever, to make it the best glimmer of hope the resistance has ever seen. 

 .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

You were now trudging around a busy market place, searching for the final accessories you were adding to Kamira’s bridal headdress, a small  astromech droid rolling at your heels telling you to hurry up.

“Yes, BB, I won’t be long. Go on, go bother your dad.” you said, turning to chastise the irritated droid. 

It was then when you realised that the man in question was not behind you. You stopped and looked around, frowning when you couldn’t catch the unruly mop of curls or sharp stunning brown eyes

“Wher- Bebs, where’s your dad?” you knelt down to pat his round head. BB-8 made a sound that sounded something like “ Don’t care, am mad.” and you rolled your eyes at the droid.

“He can be mad all he likes, I’m not buying him new fittings until he learns how to behave himself.” a soothing masculine voice with a hint of authoritativeness cuts through the buzzing sounds of the market making you smile.

You gathered your face into a frown before turning to face him.

“You went into a whole lecture about me running off too far when you can waltz off wherever you want and whenever you want?” you poked the man’s chest as he stared you down with a smirk on his handsome face.

“You hadn’t even noticed how long I’ve been missing.” He raised his eyebrows indignantly at you and you couldn’t help the smile at creeped up onto your face.

“Oh shut up, Poe, here, hold these bags.” you shoved your things into his arms and walked away before he could catch anything else from the expression on your face.

Your friendship with the Black Leader had been a unrequired one. You had been working late one night, deep in focus when an X-Wing swooped into the base and landed slightly clumsily. You squinted into the darkness and quickly ran towards the ship when no one came out of it. You pried the foggy glass covering the cockpit open and you were shocked to find Poe Dameron semi-conscious and on the verge of death. 

You had pulled him out with all of your strength, hulling the 80 kg pilot onto one of your trolley’s and pushing him to the med bay, screaming for help. You hadn’t heard from him for about two weeks when suddenly one of your favourite droids, an orange and white astromech, delivered a little message for you from Poe. You both got along amazingly and now here the pilot was, helping you search for wedding preparation things. 

You watched as Poe adjusted the large bag of items on his shoulder as he bargained with a seller. You couldn’t deny that he was a beautiful man to look at. His sweet mannerisms and innocent eyes meant that he could easily get his way at times but you allowed it. The setting suns created a beautiful glow that complimented Poe’s tan skin and brown eyes, turning them into caramel orbs that sparkled like gems at a distance. Poe turned to you with a triumphant smile, indicating that he had won the bargain as the shopkeeper mumbled something and stuffed the things into another bag. 

“Come on, it's getting late, we should get some rest.” Poe’s voice cuts through your thoughts and the both of you walk towards a nearby inn.

 .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

“What do you mean one room?” Poe runs a hand down his face and takes a deep breath.

“We’re all booked up unfortunately,” said the bored receptionist.

“It's alright Poe, we’ll adjust, we’ll take the room sir.” you said, hooking your arm around Poe and grabbing the key that was set out in front of him giving the receptionist a forced smile. 

Whatever negatives Poe and you thought about the room had been magnified to tenfold when you unlocked the door. The floor was absolutely filthy and the room was cramped, with a bed that was too big for its space. You turned to Poe who was staring into the room with the same expression you had brewing in your head. You couldn’t help but giggle and pinch his cheek at how blatant his emotions were showing through and he snapped out of it, following you into the room.

BB-8 was camping the night in his little astromech pod on the ship Poe flew you in. That just left you and Poe to find somewhere to crash for the night before heading back to base when the suns arose. You sigh and pull out a few scarfs that you brought with you for comfort, laying it on the bed so that you could have some peace of mind when you sleep. It took you a while to realise that Poe was staring like a lost child. 

“You okay?” you turned to Poe, a worried look on your face. 

“Uhm, yea sure. I’ll take the floor, you can have the bed.” he mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck bashfully.

“Don’t be stupid, Poe, you can sleep on the bed with me, I’m not going to throw you off the bed in my sleep.” you chuckled.

Truthfully, you were worried about his back. Ever since that accident, he had been complaining about how bad his back would hurt and nothing seemed to solve it. You didn’t want to be the cause of more of his pain, that might essentially take him away from his true love, flying. You gave him a small smile and head to the refresher to freshen up. 

A few minutes later, there you were, staring face to face with Poe Dameron, casanova of the resistance. You can’t help but think of the many women and men that this man had bedded and you internally smack yourself for thinking up such vulgarity. You close your eyes and pretend to sleep, eventually lulled to unconsciousness by the soft warmth of Poe’s body heat and his soft breathing. 

Poe, on the other hand, was wide awake. His plans of falling asleep in a lone bed were quenched by the bored receptionist and he was now given an opportunity like no other. He knew you were pretending to sleep, so he did too but when your breathing steadied and your eyelids relaxed, Poe laid there and stared at you. He almost never got enough time with you, just to observe you and swim in the feelings that he felt for you. Why would he want to travel to the land of dreams when all he dreamt of was before him?

Now, he pulled himself out of the urge to graze your face with his fingers, to memorise your lips with his. He tucked his hands under the pillow so that they didn’t betray him. Everynight, when he succumbed to the few hours of sleep that he had, he would dream of you. He would see your worried face, the face that you wore when you discovered him at the brink of his death. Your hair was a mess and you had an oil smear on your forehead but Poe thought you were an angel who was going to take him to a better place. 

His hands itched to tuck a stray piece of hair that fell on your face as you soundly slept but he reeled himself back again. Suddenly, with a big sniff, you shifted in your sleep and one of your hands landed directly in front of Poe’s nose. He slowly took in a breath and smelled your soft soap and it was then when all of his urges took over him. Slowly, he extracted one of his hands from under the pillow and traced your hand softly, every line etched painstakingly into his brain as his fingers skimmed them, willing himself to remember every single detail. 

You didn’t rouse from your deep sleep although a small smile graced your face as your pinky twitches gently. Poe sighed, slowly letting his heart leave its cavity and fill the lines on your hands. He hooked his pinky around yours gently and waited with bated breath to see whether you would be jolted awake. Your pinky stopped twitching but your breathing stayed the same and Poe continued to stare at you until his eyes betrayed him, sleep consuming him like a hungry curse.

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You awoke to something warm under your face. It was so soft and smelled like clean skin with a hint of motor oil and leather, giving you a sense of comfort like no other. You nuzzled your nose into the warmth and slowly opened your eyes. All you saw was an arm extending from whatever was under your face and memories of last night flooded back to you. You didn’t move but your eyes met with the sleeping Poe, who was snoring softly, a respectful distance between the two of you, minus the hand that was softly tucked under your cheek. 

The rebellious commander looked ethereal in the morning sun, his curls everywhere, his eyebrows and lips set in a neutral position, giving him an angelic resting face. You resisted the urge to close the gap and feel his soft pouty lips on yours. Your heart pounded as you took the chance you had and softly brushed his curls that were at his forehead. The second your hand came in contact with his forehead, a jolt of electricity ran up your spine, and you had to literally pull yourself together and not throw yourself over the sleeping Poe. 

His eyebrows twitched and you resumed your original position, closing your eyes. He slowly woke up and his hand that was under your face gently cupped it as a soft sigh emitted from him, twisting at your insides. Your heart was pounding under your chest and you felt the bed dip slightly as Poe slid out of it and pulled his hand with him.

You only opened your eyes as you heard the door to the refresher close. You silently flung yourself out of bed and did your happy dance as all the receptors of your brain fired at once, your heart pumping adrenaline throughout your body making you feel like a mad woman. The sound of water hitting the floor stopped and you bit your lip, sliding back into bed and pretending you just had woken up when Poe opened the door again.

“We’ll leave for the base after we get some breakfast.” Poe said smiling at you and you nod with a knowing smile, a smile that could only be fueled by the sweet feeling that your commander has fallen for you. 

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You were running now, fabric billowing around you as you ran through the halls, in search of that one door. You found it, keying in the password and letting the door swoosh open before storming inside. Poe turned to look at you, adjusting the buttons to his uniform with a small frown on his face, but the second he properly took a look at you his mouth dropped into a soft smile. 

“How’s it going, Commander?” you giggle, realising that he had put all his buttons wrongly, setting a small jar aside and reaching for him.

“I look ridiculous.” he mumbled and you laughed, patting his lapel down and pulling him towards his table. 

“You look powerful, trust me.” you say, perching on his table and pushing his shoulders down so that he is seated at the chair. 

You reached out for the jar of mousse and lifted his head up by his chin, so that he was at eye level with you. Without a single word, you started to adjust his curls, twisting each piece so that they fall beautifully. Poe was looking at you with his huge tempting eyes, and you looked past them, not wanting to be distracted. Once you were satisfied with his hair, you grabbed some powder and dabbed it lightly on his face. 

“Ready for your big speech?” you murmured, smoothing down his eyebrows with your fingers and letting your hands trail over the sides of his face, examining him.

He shrugged, making you nod with a grin, knowing that Poe was more of the pep talk kinda person, preferring to steer clear from large structured speeches. You placed a hand on his chest and slowly pushed him against the chair as your eyes finally met his. They were slightly hooded and he gave you all of his attention, tuning his entire body towards you. You held eye contact, determined not to falter as you started unbuttoning his uniform. You tugged it and righted his buttons, your fingers working slowly and carefully on the intricately ordained uniform. Once you were done, you turned and picked up the mirror behind you, holding it in front of Poe. 

“See you look cute” you smile from behind the mirror.

Poe’s hand came to rest atop of the mirror, slowly pushing it down to reveal your face. His eyes were glittering under the dim lights of his room and he was gazing at you with a new look on his face, one of wonder and amazement. You’d recognize the look on his face, the same face he used when he would blow up a TIE in the sky, his face ablaze in the monitor and a maddening expression that made him look like a scientist who had discovered all he wanted to know. 

“Yea, beautiful.” he whispered softly as his eyes grazed your face. 

He reached his hand out and cupped your cheek, calloused thumb tracing your jawline, making your eyes flutter close and heart quicken instantly. 

“Poe…” you breathed, trying to keep your eyes on him.

“So beautiful…” he was getting closer now and you could see the light dusting of pink across his nose. 

You held onto the mirror between the two of you like it was your lifeline fingers digging into its hard ridges as Poe’s nose brushed against yours softly. Suddenly a loud beep launched the both of you apart and Poe stood up from his place, turning just in time for the door to whoosh open again. 

“Found your data pa- Why are you both looking at me like that?” Finn says, holding up Poe’s data pad. 

You adjusted your expression casually at Finn’s raised eyebrow as Poe coughed and straightened his uniform. 

“Knock next time, damn.” you heard Poe murmur and you purse your lips, keeping in a laugh. 

“Time for the-”

“Right, rehearsal.” Poe said shortly, exiting the room and Finn shot you a look of surprise and followed him a second later, leaving you stunned with your own thoughts. 

 .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Poe watched you throughout the ceremony, unable to think of anything else as he watched the way you smiled lovingly at your best friend. Poe found himself replacing the bride and groom with himself and you, his hand coming up to fiddle with his mother’s ring on the necklace around his neck. You would make the most radiant bride, your smile itself would be the highlight of Poe’s day and to be the reason for that smile would be his greatest blessing. 

He got through his speech just fine, his eyes searching for everyone except you, worrying that he would stumble along the way if he looked at you. After the ceremony, he looked around for you, his mind racing at the events of the morning and wondering how it would feel to speak to you again. You weren’t anywhere near the party, and Poe had a good idea where you would be. He ran, the resistance of the wind messing up his curls again and his boots thudding against the floor. 

He stopped when he caught the sight of you, your cape billowing in the wind as you looked over the balcony at the scenery before you. You looked no short of a queen, your posture regal and your head held high. Poe was mesmerised, even more than he ever was when he had the chance to feel your lips against his moments before. He should have said something to you before he left for rehearsal, his heart now punishing him as he stared at you. 

“I know you’re behind me, Poe, I could hear your boots from a mile away.” you said humorlessly without turning around, your voice soft as it carried away in the winds. 

Poe approached you slowly, twisting his fingers slightly and taking his place beside you.

“Why?” Poe knew what you were asking and he quite frankly didn’t need you to say more.

“You saved my life, so it's undoubtedly yours.” He said softly but firmly and you turned to look at him with a shocked expression, your eyes wide, not expecting him to say what he just had said. 

“Oh Poe,” you breathed, grabbing his hand and tugging him close, claiming his lips with yours as you cupped his face with your free hand. 

His arms snaked around your waist as he pulled you closer, deepening the kiss, sighing as his heart gave way completely. He pulled away, but one look at the way your face was flushed made him pull you back for another kiss, one that blazed something so violently inside of him that he found it hard to pull back. Eventually, he rested his forehead against yours as you held onto him, the both of you breathing in each other’s air as your hand rested against his chest, over his heart. 

“I-” you tried to say but Poe softly clamped his hand over your mouth and brought your head down to his shoulder, hugging you tightly. 

In that embrace you felt it, that glimmer of hope, the best one you had ever seen in your time with the resistance.

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[onskepa]

Heyyy! What do you think of a shy na’vi reader who’s terrified of flying with Neteyam taking her for a flight on his ikran? Change whatever you want

Lots of love!! <333

Helloooooooooooo darling! This is a cute idea! Hope you enjoy this one~!!

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Tswayon

Ikrans, banshees, predators, dangerous, beautiful, and fierce. They are essential the omaticaya clan. It is part of their world, their life, their need to live another day in the dangerous world of pandora. So when it is time for a young na'vi to claim one, obviously it is a risky thing to do as many have died, But once an ikran is tamed, success.

So why, in the world is this young na'vi girl so afraid of ikrans? Neteyam held his ikran, zeze, named after his mother's first ikran, while his dear beloved was walking back and forth.

"Not even for a little spin?" he asks while grinning. He dear beloved, Tswayon, was not a big fan of flying. Which is odd since they are masters of the sky.

Fidgeting around, tswayon was hesitant to look at neteyam straight in the eye. "I am....not f-fond of flying..." she answers shyly. Neteyam smiles even wider, his beloved was so cute. Yet it wont do him good if she keeps rejecting his invitation. He has something secret in plan. A special surprise. But it cant happen unless she flies with him.

"You are literally given the name 'fly', yet you fear it" neteyam teases. Tswayon inwardly groans, but gets closer to neteyam, taking his hands onto hers. "Please neteyam....I really really don't want to....im scared" her voice cracks and buries herself into his chest.

Neteyam caresses her head, as means to comfort her. Inwardly sighing, he wants to show her around but how when her fear is taking over?

"Tswayon...why are you scared of flying? It is part of our way of life" neteyam says. He always did tease her about the whole flying thing but never truly stopped to think why. Tswayon was playing with her hands, her tail swaying low and ears pinned down.

"....my dad didn't mean to but...one time he took me flying, I was a kid. Was my first time on his ikran. I remember it very clearly, he wanted to show me what is was like. But it was a really windy day, my dad made a sharp turn and his arm around me loosened, thus I feel...."

Neteyam inwardly gasped. To fall at such heights, and a child no less. Tswayon continued, "I feel and got hurt really bad...luckily my dad landed down quickly and carefully took me to get treated. Was lucky but took time to heal all my bones. Ever since that day....I was scared to fly again".

Neteyam hugged Tswayon silently, what she explained would traumatize anyone for life. But then he remembered, his parents always taught him to overcome his fears no matter what. So that is what he wants to do. Help his beloved over come the fear that stops her from fully enjoying flight.

"Let me help you Tswayon. I want to help you over come your fear", neteyam says as he looks into her eyes. Tswayon was ready to say something but he gently placed his finger on her lips. "I mean it, I was to help you. Don't let your fear take over your life. We can do this slowly. I wont rush you, we can do this step by step. Trust me love, I want you to know and love of riding an ikran. To feel the wing against your fact, the thrill of it".

Tswayon was skeptical but was nervous and having doubts. "Trust me my love, I want to fly with you, share the experience with you". Tswayon could resist his charming golden eyes. Who could say no to such a handsome man?

She finally nodded, feeling hopeful, "Alright, lets do it". Smiling and getting excited again, neteyam takes her hand and brings her closer to his ikran. "First, try to get to know zeze. A wonderful ikran I am happy to bond with" he explains while petting his ikran. Zeze nuzzles happily at his touch and turns to Tswayon.

"She want you to pet her" neteyam says, Tswayon was hesitant, so neteyam grabs her hand gently, and guided her to the head center of zeze's. The ikran makes a pleased sound, encouraging Tswayon to pet her more. Neteyam sees this and smiles. "See? She likes you" he comments.

Tswayon smiles, gaining more confident and caresses zeze more. The ikran enjoys the attention she is receiving, likes to be the center of everything. Chuckling a bit, still petting zeze, she comments, "she is very beautiful".

"Yes...very beautiful" neteyam says but was looking at the girl in front of him rather than his ikran. Zeze makes a noise, using her head to nudge tswayon closer. "O-oh! she must really like me" the girl giggles in amusement.

"She wants you to ride on her..." neteyam says, making tswayon look at him with wide eyes. Quickly he goes to her side and places his warm hand on her shoulder. "I promise, I will hold you tightly. Never ever will I let you go" he swears. Looking between zeze and neteyam, tswayon replies, "you promise...?" her eyes looking straight into his.

"With my life" he says with no hesitation. Taking a deep breathe, tswayon nods, "I'm ready".

Neteyam wasted no time, feeling happy he gently grabs tswayon and places her up on zeze, making her release a small squeal in surprise. Getting on zeze and behind tswayon. Gently yet firmly, he wraps an arm around her waist and his tail around her thigh, while holding on to zeze.

"Ready tswayon?" he asks softly in her ear. That caused Tswayon to blush madly, unable to speak at the moment, she nods. Linking his queue with zeze, sharing the same thoughts. "Brace yourself!" he warns and zeze takes a leap.

Tswayon screamed at the top of her lungs. Clinging tightly to neteyam, closing her eyes. Every dive, loop, sharp turns, neteyam chuckles at tswayon screams.

Finally what felt like forever, zeze was flying steadily. "Tswayon, open your eyes, look" gently nudging her. Tswayon slowly opens her eyes and gasps.

The view was lovely. The floating mountains, wild ikrans passing by, waterfalls everywhere, mist hitting her face. And the sun shinning its full glory across the forest. Has pandora looked this beautiful up high?

"oh neteyam......this is beautiful!!" Tswayon shouts out in happiness. Neteyam grins in joy. Success!

"Don't get ahead of yourself. I still didn't like those tricks you pulled" tswayon warns. Neteyam was quick to agree and continues to so steady flights.

"I am so happy you didn't backout. There is something I want to show you, I promise you, you will like it a lot". Without saying much, neteyam in link with zeze, the ikran takes lead to somewhere a bit to the north of the forest. Neteyam knew his beloved would like it.

Night arrived and all na'vi's were preparing for another night to rest. Tswayon entered her home with a bright smile on her face. Her parents noticed and were curious.

"what has got you smiling my child?" her mother asked, giggling, tswayon skips over to her father and hugs him. "Ma'sempu, tomorrow if you are not busy....can you take me to ride on your ikran?" tswayon asks nervously.

Both of her parents were silence in shock. Ever since that accident, their daughter never wanted to be near anything related to flying...

The father smiled wide and happily replied, "yes of course, first thing in the morning!". He hugged his daughter and their mother joined. Laughter filling their home.

AT LAST I AM FINISHED! sorry it took me days for this one! Stuff got in my way! but I hope you all enjoyed it! until next time! see ya!

Tswayon = fly

[munson-blurbs]

hiii i've gone through your whole masterlist and i'm obsessed with your works <333 an idea popped into my head and i just know you'll be able to bring it to justice because you're so talented hehe would you be down to write a friends to lovers fic about grooms man!eddie x bridesmaid!reader, like maybe it's nancy and steve's wedding, and everyone in the party just teases them like "oh so are you guys gonna be the next ones to get married" just so they'll admit their feelings to each othee once and for all hahaha sorry if it's too specific! love you <333

Eep this was so fun!

Warnings: some angst, language

WC: 2.6k

Divider credit to @firefly-graphics

“There we go.” You gently weave the clip of Nancy’s veil into her hair, fluffing the tulle so it brushes her shoulders. “Nance, you look stunning.” Her curly hair is perfectly coiffed, falling in soft waves. Her dress is classic and elegant; an off-the-shoulder bodice with a full skirt. Even her makeup is perfect, with eyeshadow shimmering on her lids, lips painted a soft baby pink.

“Seriously,” Robin agrees as she hands the rest of the bridesmaids their bouquets. “Steve is gonna lose his mind when he sees you walk down that aisle.”

Max pipes up from behind her. “I’ve started taking bets on how long it’ll take him to start blubbering.” 

“Personally, I think it’ll be as soon as he hears the music,” Holly adds, smirking. This makes everyone giggle, and no one can disagree. 

Once the laughter dies down, Nancy beams, looking at her bridal party. “I can’t thank you girls enough for everything you’ve done to make this day so special.” Her voice breaks on the last word, and maid of honor Robin dashes over with a tissue.

“Don’t cry! You’ll smudge your makeup!” she warns, contorting her face at her own words. “God, I sound like such a priss!”

“Yeah, but you’re my priss,” Nancy teases, carefully dabbing at the corners of her eyes. She turns to you with a smile. “Y/N, could you go see if the guys are ready? I have this fear that one of them is gonna show up missing a tie or a shoe or something.”

“I’m also taking bets on that,” Max calls out. “My money’s on Mike.”

You take Nancy’s hand and give it a little squeeze. “No problem. I’ll make sure everyone is fully dressed.” 

She thanks you and pulls you in for a hug. “I’m so glad the gods of dorm assignments made us roommates,” she says as she lets you go. It seems like ages ago that you’d lugged your suitcases into the tiny dorm room your freshman year of college, greeted by the shy girl with big dreams of being a New York Times editor. The two of you had become fast friends, writing papers and cramming for exams together. After college, both of you had landed jobs at The Indianapolis Star, and the shared experience of being women in journalism had only brought you closer.

It had also brought you closer to Nancy’s friends from high school, many of whom were in the wedding party.

You rap on the door to the groom’s suite three times. “Is everyone decent?” you ask, pushing open the door slightly.

“10-4, we’re good to go!” Dustin’s voice calls back. He’s been taking his best man duties seriously–perhaps too seriously–since Steve first asked him to take on the role. You walk into the room and squeal with excitement at the guys in their tuxedos.

“You all look so handsome!” you gush. “Just wait until you see your bride, Steve. She looks even more beautiful than usual.”

Steve smiles, already blinking back tears. You’ll have to report back to Max that he didn’t even make it to the chapel before crying.

A clamoring comes from inside the restroom. “Stupid tie; won’t stay straight!” Eddie Munson grumbles, flinging open the door in frustration. “Does anyone here know how to–whoa.” He stops mid-sentence when he notices you in your lilac dress, accessory woes all but forgotten. 

“Need some help?” you offer politely, trying to calm your nerves at the prospect of being so close to him. Eddie just nods, and you pray that he doesn’t notice your trembling fingers as you adjust his tie. “There; now it’s perfect.”

“Thanks,” he mumbles. “You, um, you look really…wow.” He blushes as he trips over his words. He’d been shy around you ever since you’d moved to Indiana after college two years earlier, but he’s never been this tongue-tied. Probably just nervous about the wedding, you think, shrugging it off.

“Good wow, I hope,” you tease, finding yourself unable to make eye contact with him. His gray suit is fitted to his body and his usually unruly hair is pulled back into a low bun. If it wasn’t for the signature rings adorning his fingers, the D20 cufflinks, and the guitar pick necklace peeking out from under his shirt, you might not even recognize him.

“Y-yeah, of course!” He rushes, shoving his hands in his pockets. 

You blush at the compliment. “Well, you look very wow, yourself.” He looks more than wow; he’s downright gorgeous, but you can’t bring yourself to say it. Especially in front of a crowd.

“Okay, lovebirds, save it for your own wedding,” Dustin jeers with a roll of his eyes. “We gotta start lining up.” He reads out the pairs:Mike with Holly, Lucas with Max…and Eddie with you. 

You loop your arm through Eddie’s, waiting your turn to walk down the aisle. Steve and Dustin are already at the altar; the former has tears streaming down his cheeks, and Nancy hasn’t even started walking with her father yet.

“He’s such a mess,” Eddie whispers to you, making you laugh.

“Careful,” you warn jokingly, “you might be the same way at your wedding.” Your heart skips a beat when you imagine him in Steve’s spot; only instead of Nancy, you’re the bride.

You and Eddie part once you make your way to the front of the chapel; he takes his place next to Mike and you take yours alongside Holly. Everyone stands when Nancy enters, and you find yourself nearly as emotional as Steve. Her eyes are glued to her groom, and she can’t seem to stop smiling. 

Your gaze briefly shifts to the groomsmen, and you’re taken aback when you realize Eddie’s looking back at you. He notices the tears brimming in your eyes and quickly pokes his tongue between his lips to make you laugh. You mirror his action and he grins, looking down at the ground before he gets caught causing mischief. 

The ceremony is simple and sweet, with Nancy and Steve reading handwritten vows. After promising to love and cherish one another forever, the minister pronounces them husband and wife, and all the guests burst into applause. 

Steve places a deep, passionate kiss on his new wife’s lips, and the recessional starts. You hook your arm around Eddie’s once more and head to the cocktail hour. 

Nancy grabs you as soon as you enter the sunlit room. “Can you help me with my bustle?” she asks sheepishly. “This dress feels like it weighs a hundred pounds!”

You nod emphatically, ignoring your growling stomach. You really worked up an appetite being a bridesmaid. “Of course, Mrs. Harrington,” you say with a smile. 

You’re kneeling on the ground of the bridal suite, determined to hook the loop around the buttons dotting the back of Nancy’s dress, when you hear a knock on the door.

“Special delivery!” Eddie’s voice alone makes you blush. Nancy, always astute, catches your pink cheeks in the mirror and makes kissy faces. You swat at her playfully.

“Come in, we’re decent!” you call back, and he enters with a plate of hors d'oeuvres. 

He extends the plate out between the two of you. “Figured you ladies might be hungry,” he says. Nancy grabs a mini quiche, but you don’t want to get grease on your hands while touching her pristine white dress.

“You can just leave the plate there,” you tell him politely, jutting your head toward a nearby table. “I’ll have some when I’m done with this.”

Eddie shakes his head. “Nuh-uh. Max told me you’ve barely eaten anything all day, and I’m not waiting for you to faint. Really cuts into our dancing time if you’re unconscious, y’know?” He pinches a mushroom cap between two fingers and motions to your mouth. “How’s it?”

“Delicious,” you report. “Hit me with another.”

He laughs and obliges. This time, his fingers gently graze your lips, and you have to stop yourself from visibly shivering. 

“Thank you,” you say softly, retreating into yourself after the accidentally intimate moment. 

“Not a problem,” Eddie replies, unfazed by the ordeal. “Anything else I can help with?”

“I think we’re good here!” You finish fastening the bustle triumphantly, and Nancy breathes a sigh of relief now that she no longer has to drag the long train.

Eddie nods and steals a bacon-wrapped scallop from the plate. “I’ll see you two out there, then,” he says, but he’s only looking at you.

With Eddie safely on the other side of the door, Nancy looks at you with her arms folded across her bodice. “Now do you believe us when we say he’s in love with you?”

You bark out a laugh. “Because he brought a plate of food? It was for you, too. Is he also harboring a secret crush on you?”

“He didn’t feed it to me,” she shrugs, giving a knowing smirk. “And he didn’t mention dancing with me, either. Only you. And the way he looks at you? Come on, Y/N.”

“Yeah, yeah,” you mutter. “Let’s just get you to your husband.” You can’t let yourself develop stronger feelings towards Eddie. You’ve been through this before–everyone convinces you that a guy likes you, you let yourself get attached, and then your heart gets broken when he inevitably starts dating someone else or says he only sees you as a friend. No, that can’t happen again.

The band plays song after song as you and your friends dance the night away. Robin, four shots of tequila deep, starts a conga line to Whitney Houston’s “I Wanna Dance with Somebody.” Between the endless barrage of photo taking and the sheer happiness radiating through you, your cheeks hurt from smiling.

Eddie’s among the group of you on the dance floor, laughing and moving along to the beat. This is probably what he meant by ‘our dancing time,’ you think; to your dismay, you’re disappointed by this realization. You could, in theory, ask him to dance to a slow song–it is 1992, after all–but you can’t stomach the idea of him rejecting you. Or worse–taking pity on you.

“Having fun?” Max shouts over the music, and you give her a thumbs-up. “How about you?” she asks Eddie, who’s sulking now that the band is playing some overdone Madonna song.

“Would be better if we could get these guys to do some Metallica or Black Sabbath,” he jokes, although you suspect there’s some truth to his statement.

Max rolls her eyes and says, “Don’t worry; you can have a metal band play when you and Y/N get married.” Your eyes widen at her brazenness, and you try your best to be inconspicuous as you shuffle back to your seat.

“Y/N!” Max calls after you. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to embarrass you.” Her cheeks are flushed, though it may be from the drinking and dancing.

“‘S not just that,” you mumble, slumping into your seat. “Sure, it’s embarrassing; but it’s also…I don’t wanna get my hopes up.”

“Get your hopes up?”

“Yeah, get my hopes up that…that he feels the same way about me.” You feel your voice warble, and you take a deep breath to quell your emotions.

“Are you kidding?” Max asks incredulously. “Eddie is pathetically obsessed with you; it’s so obvious.”

“Then why hasn’t he asked me out? We’ve known each other for two years, Max. Two years. And he can make me feel like the most special person in the world, but he never makes a move.”

Max is uncharacteristically quiet for a moment, chewing on a painted fingernail. “You didn’t know Eddie back in high school,” she starts, “but he’s basically spent his entire life being rejected, especially by girls.” She sits down next to you and rests her palm on your knee. “He asked this one girl to prom–a cheerleader–because he thought she was into him. And maybe she was, I don’t know. But her ex-boyfriend ‘won her back’ the day before they were supposed to go together, and she left Eddie in the dust.”

“That’s…that’s terrible,” you manage, a bitter taste settling on your tongue. “I had no idea…”

“He’s told us a hundred times that he wants to ask you out. He has all these plans: dinner and a movie, or a concert; one time, he even thought of taking you to a cooking class because you mentioned how you went to one in college and really liked it.” She snorts at the idea of Eddie using a stove without burning the place to the ground. “But every time, he second guesses himself and chickens out. And every time, we give him shit for it.”

“So what do I do?” You gnaw at your bottom lip anxiously, looking at her through your lashes. 

Max pauses, considering her options. “Wait here,” she says finally, bolting from the table and making a beeline to Lucas and Dustin. She whispers something to them, and they nod in unison. You watch as Dustin sprints outside, where Eddie is smoking a cigarette. Lucas talks to the band, who is in between songs. They’re nodding their heads and discussing something, and Lucas looks satisfied when he hops down from the stage.

Your pout softens when you hear the opening notes of “Nothing Else Matters” by Metallica. You glance over at Eddie, who is making his way towards you with a shy smile on his face. When he gets to your seat, he extends his hand.

“Can I have this dance?” he asks. You can see in his eyes that he’s nervous, maybe even more so than you.

“Of course you can,” you reply, taking his hand and joining him on the dance floor. You drape your left hand over his shoulder and his places his on your waist as the two of you sway to the music.

“It’s come to my attention that I’m an idiot,” he hums in your ear. “And that there’s someone really, really important to me that I’ve been hurting, and I didn’t even know it.”

You shake your head, hair tickling his face. “‘S not your fault,” you tell him. “I could’ve said something, too.”

“That is very true,” he teases, twirling you gently. “Maybe we can be idiots together?”

“I’d think we’d better, considering everyone’s already started planning our wedding,” you joke back. “Although I’d prefer to start with a date.”

Eddie holds you closer, pressing a light kiss to your nose. “I think that can be arranged.”

The two of you dance in comfortable silence, just holding one another. You rest your head on his chest, breathing in the scent of musky cologne and cigarettes. You feel so safe, so loved, with his strong hand holding the small of your back. “Hey, Eddie?” you murmur.

“Mhm?”

You shift your body slightly so you can look at him. His dark brown eyes are focused on you and you alone. He runs his tongue along his lower lip, and his jaw twitches slightly with nerves.

With all of the courage you can muster, you lean in and kiss him, wrapping your arms around his neck. He pulls you impossibly closer, resting a hand on your cheek and caressing it with his thumb.

“Can’t believe I waited this long to do that,” he muses. “I really am an idiot.”

“I don’t know what’s more unbelievable: Eddie Munson kissing me, or Eddie Munson in a tux.” You laugh and kiss him again.

“Well, you’d better get used to the first one,” he says with a smirk. “But the second one isn’t happening again until our wedding.”

[igorsynee]

—EYES THAT SEE YOU.

transmigrated! reader × yandere+prince! beomgyu.

TRAILER VER :

hello,

my name is—huh? what was my name again?

“Sienna ! “, a voice rang from behind me. I turned around to see the source of the voice. a beautiful man with a charming yet terrifying smile had called out to me. Beomgyu. he looks handsome today as well. no wonder he's one of the male leads.

that's right. Sienna is my name isn't it? at least that's how it's supposed to be.

“Sienna ! did you wait long?“, Beomgyu who finally made his way towards me and took a seat besides me in front of the beautiful lake where i was sitting down.

he gave me an extremely beautiful smile yet in his gaze was terrifying. even so, he looked so beautiful calling out my name.

oh. but i am not Sienna. i am—sigh. i cannot remember my name anymore. slowly memories of my past life are becoming fuzzy and blurry. i need to complete this game as soon as possible or i might not exist anymore.

“you're lost in thoughts again. are you thinking of running away from me?“, Beomgyu said pulling me out of my thoughts.

“huh?“, confused i just looked at him. giving me a chilling smile he put his right hand on my head as my eyelids started getting heavier and heavier.

“i will not let you go. even if it means erasing your whole existence.“, he said and that was the last thing i heard before the darkness completely embraced me and i lost my consciousness.

full story will be posted soon <3

p.s : english is not my first language so if there's any grammatical mistake i apologize. i haven't proofread this yet so if there's any typing errors please excuse those too <333

[ac1dtr1pper]

The Other Side of the Void. [Showtime]

Travelling through the void was painful as it progressed. The feeling of glitches coursing through Pomni's artificial veins was almost too hard to handle, but that wasn't what she was worried about. What she was more worried about was escaping, and if Caine would pull through with her. She gripped tightly onto his hand, looking back at him with furrowed brows. The pearly white man was taking it hard, seeming to be in quite a bit of pain. To be fair, he WAS an AI... so surely it would be painful for him to be ripped away from his digital world. Pomni squeezed his hand gently. "It's going to be okay, Caine... hang in there." Suddenly, it was dark. Pomni's eyes slowly opened as she looked around, not seeing the normal bright colors she'd normally see every time she opened her eyes in the last few months. Instead, it was a familiar room. She sat up and rubbed her eyes, gasping softly to herself before pulling her hands back and looking down at her palms with wide eyes. She had flesh! Real flesh! She stood up quickly and went to the mirror in her room, gasping as she stared at herself, slowly reaching up and touching her face in complete awe. "I'm me again..." She said, a small smile appearing on her face. "Wait- Caine!" She quickly ran around the studio apartment, searching around. She couldn't find her ringleader anywhere, her heart dropping. She nearly lost hope. But then... as if it were a miracle... "Pomni... is- is that you, my dear?" Pomni turned around quickly upon hearing the familiar voice, seeing a man in that familiar formal red attire she knew and loved. Except now, he didn't have a set of teeth and eyes for a head. The man stood there, looking at her with his mismatched eyes widening, stepping closer and slowly putting his hands on her arms, gliding them down to take hold of her hands and lift them up, brushing his gloved thumbs across her knuckles. He was handsome as ever, red hair with white tips, a clean goatee to match up with it, freckles peppering his pale skin, and a sharp jawline, his cheeks slightly sunken in to show just a small bit of his cheekbones. And of course, when he smiled down at her, he had those familiar perfect teeth. Caine lifted her hands up a bit more to his lips, gently pressing a kiss against her knuckles and closing his eyes, his heart pounding. "You're just as beautiful as ever, my star..." He whispered against the skin of her knuckles, a tear rolling down his cheek as she pulled her into a tight hug. Pomni gripped onto him tightly, laughing with joy as she picked her up and spun her around. "We escaped, Caine. We did it!!" She said, laughing as she cupped his face in her hands, using her thumbs to brush away his tears and lean her forehead against his. Caine laughed, turning his head and pressing a kiss against her palm. "Forgive me, dear... I *need* to do this." he said, pulling her in and kissing her softly against the lips, melting at finally being able to feel her soft lips against his own. Finally, they can be happy together. _______ HIII!! HI YES I DID A THING! COME GET YOUR FOOD! LMK IF I SHOULD MAKE A PART 2!! AND THANK YOU TO A HOMIE ON DISCORD FOR THE PROMPT IDEA!! <333

[h-harleybaby]

cartman on ft (facetime) w/ his partner? like how would he act or what kinda stuff he would screenshare with them on call

Eric Cartman on ft with his partner + what he would screenshare hcs

Omg

Screen share is giving me flashbacks to the stupid shit me and my ex bf would look at on his Reddit 💀

You’re so smart tho- that’s a good idea <333

• Let’s be honest, doing ANYTHING with Eric is an experience. So ofc this is too

• He always demands to be on ft with you when y’all aren’t together. He wants to see your face all the time <3333

• AND HE ALWAYS LOOKS SO UGLY ON FT BECAUSE HE ALWAYS PUTS HIS PHONE AT THE MOST OFF PUTTING ANGLES BECAUSE HE THINKS ITS HILARIOUS

• That ^^ but sometimes he doesn’t look disgusting on ft and looks really handsome

• There’s no in between, it’s ugly af or hot

• He’s always taking screenshots of you, he refuses to delete them too. All of them range from you doing the mundane, to ugly pictures of you when your camera freezes, to absolutely gorgeous ones

• Eric insists that every picture he has of you is beautiful… in private- otherwise he shows everyone and is like “doesn’t she look so stupid??? I love her <3”

• Best way to get his attention on ft (or literally anywhere) is stop paying attention to him and start reading. Something about you reading some stupid book instead of paying attention to him and talking to him pisses him off to no end 💀

• This man does N O T stop talking and he’ll have complete conversations with his friends while on ft with you

• Then involves you in the convos- like “Y/n are you hearing this shit???” and “Y/n, babe what do you think?”

• Has fallen asleep on ft with you before and enjoys it sm when y’all ain’t near each other

• I headcanon that y’all are neighbors so whenever one of y’all is visiting relatives or not in South Park he spams you till you ft with him

• Definitely complains to you about his relatives or his mom during vacations at the end of the day

• If you’re somewhere with a different time zone and you call him at the middle of the night forgetting, he’ll wake up immediately and pretend like he couldn’t sleep and that was the only reason he answered

• The ringtone for his alarm and your ringtone are the same so he kinda trained himself to wake up whenever you call

• Probably uses your favorite song or some love song that reminds him of you for his alarm and your ringtone

• ANYWAYS-

• The things Eric screenshares scare anyone who isn’t good friends with him or dating him

• I don’t give a shit what you say, he’s a very active Reddit user while you’re a super active tumblr user

• So ofc he’ll screenshare Reddit and stuff

• Maybe YouTube too

• You probably don’t enjoy any of shit he puts on from YouTube but you just suck it up because he does the same for you, ya know??

• He scrolls through Reddit and makes fun of a bunch of shit y’all see

• Has looked at nsfw on Reddit with you if you’re ok with it and he doesn’t wanna say he’s horny so he just hopes you get the message. Literally just laughs awkwardly and is like “isn’t that so stupid? … we should do that” or “that’s so dumb to cosplay sexy [something] but wouldn’t it be like- really funny if you did for me 👉👈”

• Eric makes fun of the stupid mfs he sees on Reddit with you

• Probably trolls people on Reddit and asks for your advice on what to say to them if he starts to run out of ideas

• Occasionally he goes on tumblr for you

• He’s scared by what he witnesses

• Very scared

• The fanfic scares him but he secretly enjoys it

• “Y/n what the fuck is this hell site??!” “It’s not a hell site >:(“

• Eric’s really confused by tumblr but he loves that he has a gf who’s on tumblr because he enjoys the screenshots you send him of stuff you find there

Do y’all like it???

[tiredcreatur3]

Knight toji finding out the princess likes him? <333

he’d be so happy to find out, overhearing a conversation between you and your mother, telling her how handsome you thought he was and how he cared for you better than any other prince could ever try.

you’d only build up the confidence to tell him few days later, thinking it’d be a good time when the knight was guarding you as you watched little ducklings in the pond of the royal garden, your heart longing for the older for some time now yet you were scared of his reaction.

“knight, come here, please.” you ordered him, looking to him as you sat on the edge of the little pond.

and the knight, without a word, obeyed and came to you, towering above you for a second before you told him to sit with you.

there was this silence between you both for some time, it not necessarily being of uncomfortable kind but you could feel the tension as he waited for what you had to tell him, his eyes never leaving your beautiful face.

“princess, if i can, i wanted to confess-“

“i like you.”

and then, there was the silence again.

the knight was speechless, never having imagined that something like this would happen to such foolish man like him. a person he carried deeply in his heart confessing how they feel about him? oh only a lucky man could dream of that.

maybe it was the sun shining brightly or something else, seeing how the older’s eyes became a bit glossy, his lower lip trembling and you thought maybe the knight had something on his chest too that he wanted to get rid of and so you waited patiently.

“i like you, princess. i’ve liked you ever since i laid my eyes on you. my heart longs for you and hurts when it sees you leaving to try and find a prince. it is pleasure for me to be your protector and laying down my life for you is the only way i wish to leave this world. i-“

your soft lips interrupted his confession, his body reacting faster than his brain, pulling you close and wrapping you in his arms, kissing you back.

once you both pulled away, you just smiled at him, rubbing across his cheek and noticing the small tear sliding down, wiping it away and kissing his lips gently, letting him hug you close and you did the same.