#made it for ok thank you bye :thumbs up:

[jobean12-blog]

Life is Good

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x female reader

Word Count: 999

Summary: Bucky loves to take care of you even if it means he has to get out of the the warm and cozy bed but he'll be keeping it warm for when you get home.

Author's Note: My sweet friend @sgt-seabass shared this absolutely lovely and adorable tik tok with me and just made me think of this softness with Bucky and Alpine. Thank you love! And thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by the lovely @firefly-graphics thank you Daisy!🥰

Warnings: soft sweet fluff and warm and fuzzy 😁

“You don’t have to bring me to work Buck. Stay in bed!”

Alpine meows in agreement and stretches himself out in the warm spot Bucky just vacated.

“Nah doll face. I’ll take you. I don’t want you going out in this alone.”

You stare at him as he sits sleepily on the edge of the bed and yawns, the backdrop of the neighboring buildings obscured by the flakes of snow fluttering wildly outside but doing little to distract from his perfection.

“Bucky.”

“Doll.”

He gives you a lopsided smile and crooks his finger at you before patting his thigh.

You walk between his legs and sit, curling against his bare chest, still warm from sleep.

“Just need a hug before we go.”

You hum happily into his skin with a soft inhale.

“I should call out…”

“You should.”

“But I have to get this project done.”

“I know baby doll.”

“Alpine?” you ask and peek over Bucky’s shoulder at the white fluff sprawled out on the bed.

The cat doesn’t even lift his head up.

“We all know his answer,” Bucky chuckles. “He’d stay in bed all day.”

You place a soft kiss to Bucky’s neck and nuzzle closer.

“Honestly. Hugs were the best and worst idea. I do not want to get up,” he says. “Ever again.”  

“Yeah, I know. Now I’m extra comfy and in my happy place.”

You feel the satisfied rumble that moves through his chest before he presses his thumb under your chin and tilts your face up to capture your lips in a toe-curling kiss.

“Bucky,” you murmur against his mouth.

“Uh huh, I know,” he sighs, kissing you again before he gently sets you down on the bed.

“Gimme five to wash up and change and we’ll go.”

Once Bucky is dressed he appears in the living room and looks you over.

“Do you have everything you need?” he asks.

“Yup!”

He crowds your space and pulls your hat down over your ears before tightening your scarf.

“Lunch?”

“Yes Bucky,” you answer sweetly and pat your bag.

“Snacks?”

He then pulls your gloves from your jacket pockets and motions for your hands.

“Of course,” you reply.

When he has your gloves secured he gives you one more check and nods approvingly.

“Ok, let’s go.”

He gets himself dressed, of course with fewer accessories than you, and holds the door open while reaching out for your hand.

“Bye Alpine,” you yell.

Bucky walks you to the train station, takes the train with you and then walks you to your building before kissing you until you’re overheating. He watches you get inside and waves through the large glass panes until you disappear into the elevator.

The day flies by thanks to all that you have to do but you’re productive and manage to finish early. With excited steps you walk toward the elevator, contemplating calling Bucky to let him know you’re leaving. He insisted on coming back to get you and take you home but you want to surprise him and decide you can make it home just fine on your own.

Your trip back is uneventful and when you reach the door to your apartment you can already smell the familiar aroma of your favorite comfort meal. With a smile you unlock the door and walk inside, softly calling Bucky’s name.

When he doesn’t answer you toe off your shoes and whip off all your warm weather garments then walk to the crock pot on the counter and lift the lid, inhaling with contentment.

The bedroom door is wide open and as you get closer you can see Bucky’s bare foot dangling off the edge of the bed. You inch closer with quiet steps and find him laid out on top of the comforter in nothing but his black boxers.

The curtains that normally cover the large window next to the bed are pushed haphazardly aside, allowing the soft brightness of the snow to bathe the room in a white glow. Everything you can see outside is lined with a neat new edge of dazzling crystals.

As pretty as it all is your eyes quickly move back to the bed and Bucky.

His metal hand is curled around your pillow and his face is smushed into it. Alpine is laying in the small space between Bucky’s bent leg and his arm with all four legs straight out and his furry belly gently rising and falling with his even breathing.

You stare for a few moments before taking your phone out and snapping a photo.

“New lock screen?” Bucky mumbles as he slowly shifts and opens his eyes.

“Definitely,” you giggle.

“How come you didn’t call me doll?”

His voice is stern even though his face is half hidden in your pillow.

“I was done early and wanted to surprise you…surprise!”

He grumbles something about ‘next time you better call because blah blah’ and trails off.

“Get over here doll.”

“That’s my pillow,” you tease.

“Smells so good,” he murmurs with one last nuzzle before holding out his arms and making grabby hands.

You curl into him and after several kisses you ask, “did you fall asleep reading again?”

“Yeah,” he whispers. “I got the food in the crock pot, had a snack or two then decided to read while I waited for you to call and well…”

“Thank you for cooking. It smells so good.”

“Of course baby doll. It’ll be ready soon.”

“Mm. I don’t want to get up yet.”

“Me either.”

“Meow.”

Alpine stretches and presses himself closer into Bucky while lightly kneading the comforter.

“Hi furball,” you giggle. “Did you help daddy cook?”

Bucky scoffs playfully and tugs you closer into his embrace.

“He’s been in the same spot since you left!”

“He’s living the life!” you muse.

Bucky slides his face closer to yours and holds your gaze while he delicately traces a finger along the curve of your jaw.

“It’s the best life,” he murmurs against your lips.

@lizette50 @buckysdollforlife @randomfandompenguin @blackwidownat2814 @goldylions @kmc1989 @haileygarciasunshine

[cranberryjuice-posts]

Pls do more Clarisse!!!! I love the way you write her!! Maybe something with reader being a child of Aphrodite. Here are some ideas you’re free to choose from! Or none at all

• Reader is told that she’s “not pretty enough to be a child of Aphrodite” and Clarisse finds her crying softly and she comforts her

•Reader tells Clarisse how much she likes to bake and Clarisse makes her bake stuff with her

•Clarisse gets her hair and nails and stuff done bye reader

Thank you!

- colors of your eyes -

Pairings - Clarisse La Rue x Daughter of Aphrodite! Reader

An - I loved these prompts sm UGH 😭😭 so I decided to use them all but I’m twisted some to make more sense

“Stop im serious!” You laughed as clarisse flicked some flour at you. It was your one year anniversary, so the entire day clarisse had been letting you plan out multiple dates for one another thus explaining why her hair was braided back some with flowers in it and her makeup done.

Currently you had made arrangements with Chiron to use the kitchen to bake for a few hours. — Clarisse smiled as you started to playfully wrestle with her having a small flour fight. “Ok ok truce” She chuckled dusting some of the powder off of her. Decided to have the final say however you stood close to clarisse under the assumption that you were going to kiss her. Before your lips connected you placed your thumb on clarisses nose dragging the flour down.

Clarisse rolled her eyes at your actions. “Really? No now you owe me a kiss”

“I don’t owe you anything actually” you laughed trying to playfully fight again clarisse as she tried to kiss you. After a few moments though you gave in letting her have what she wanted.

Placing your arms around her neck you leaned back some letting her have more control over the kiss. Giggling you started to speak teasing remarks against the girls lips “mm, who knew clarisse was such a hopeless romantic”

Clarisse jokingly pushed you away. “Gods your such a pain in my ass”

“Awww your so cute when your mad” you continued to tease her. The timer for the cookies went off, peeling away from clarisse you went to the oven pulling out the chocolate chip cookies.

Taking them off the tray you set them aside onto a cup. Clarisse walked towards you hugging you from behind. Leaning back into your girlfriend you smiled just enjoying the peace of it all.

Being a demigod you were never allowed to have a normal life let alone have a normal relationship. Finding clarisse you believe was the best thing to happen to you. But being a demigod especially a daughter of Aphrodite didn’t come without its own set of critiques.

“What’s wrong” clarisse questioned squeezing your waist softly. Being brought back to reality you turned around to face her, softly smiling at clarisse you leaned kissing her cheek. “It’s nothing, don’t worry about it” clarisse looked suspicious but eventually let it go just trusting you.

——

The bondfire continued to be your favorite time of night day after day. Finishing a sing along you kissed clarisses cheek before getting up— heading towards the dining hall for a drink.

Once there you spoke into the goblet saying you wanted your favorite soda, taking a sip you over heard a few girls near by talking.

“I know she’s such a fucking bitch”

“Honestly, like why does clarisse date her, there’s no way that she isn’t desperate, she probably just using her to get to silena”

“Honestly and if I was Aphrodite I would of never claimed such an ugly girl, she doesn’t even deserve to be her daughter”

Your grip on the cup tightened. ForWeeks now you’ve heard the same group of girls talking shit about you. Normally what other people said didn’t matter but them saying you shouldn’t of been claimed by Aphrodite…. That broke the final straw.

Hot tears fell down your face. Holding your head down you silently prayed to stop crying. The emptiness of the dining hall felt even more alone than normal. Maybe they were right. Maybe Aphrodite shouldn’t of claimed you, maybe clarisse really was desperate maybe everything everyone had said really had been true.

“Damn there you are, common the Apollo kids started arguing with the Athena cabin” Clarisse laughed as she walked over. Her hands finding themselves around your waist while she grabbed you from behind.

After a moment she felt your broken yet silent cries. Almost immediately she turned you around, looking down at you with a critical look. “Who.”

“No one, just forget it please” you sniffed. Clarisse however shook her head. “No who made you cry “

You knew she wouldn’t stop until she got what she wanted but in reality all you wanted right now was for her to comfort you. “Please.. just drop it” practically begging her you leaned into Clarisses warm presence.

Without a second thought clarisse Held you close to her. Gently running a hand up and down your back, she squeezed you ever so slightly. “Common, let’s go to my cabin” she muttered.

—

Laying in clarisses bed you silently faced her. Playing with one of her curls you had a soft smile while clarisse Held you close.

Kissing your forehead she pulled back some. “Can you tell me what happened at least.” She asked.

You stayed quiet. You wanted to be honest with her but what if she agreed with what they all said. “Look whatever it is it won’t change a thing about us.. ok” she lifted your head slowly while giving you a gentle look.

“Some girls. They’ve been saying this for weeks but I over heard them talking about how I’m a bitch or something dumb, they said that you were only dating me because you were desperate and wanting to get closer to silena and.. that I should of never been claimed as Aphrodites daughter”

Clarisse Just leaned down placing a kiss on your lips with a soft giggle. “What’s so funny” you muttered against the girl. Pulling away she continued to laugh. “Nothing nothing it’s just.. that? That’s what they decided to run with”

Confused you shrugged your shoulders. The curly haired girl looked over with a sarcastic smile. “Ok first of all, your not a bitch if anything you to nice, then I had to practically beg silena to help me actually start talking to you, then lastly their just mad that one of the most stunning girls in the camp who is also the daughter of Love is dating me and is in a happy relationship. Everything they said just sounds like bullshit” she continued to laugh.

“Your a jerk” you chuckled gently hitting her. “Yeah but your the one dating me so what does that really say about you” she grinned. Moving to sit on her waist playfully wrestling with the girl. You leaned down giving her a soft kiss. Once it broke you heard clarisse start talking. “Don’t let people like those girls ruin nights for you… you have me, and that’s all that should matter not what they have to say.”

Giving you another kiss clarisse patted your thigh. “All right get lost I’m sick of you”

“I hate you”

“No you don’t”

[dreamauri]

ok so i saw your sub!lando post and for some reason the only thing i can think abt is if the roles were reversed??? j a clingy and cuddly reader (i love the fact that she’s gonna be clingy when lan’s streaming) and dom!lando cause brainrot 🤧 ok bye ilysmsmsmsmsmsm (please don’t feel pressured to write this if you don’t wanna!!)

♪ — 𝗬𝗢𝗨'𝗥𝗘 𝗦𝗨𝗖𝗛 𝗔 𝗚𝗢𝗢𝗗 𝗚𝗜𝗥𝗟 lando norris  x  girlfriend! reader (smut) “. . . being clingy and teasing can lead up to something.”

( my master list | more of lando norris ) ( requests | taglist )

You snuggled further into Lando's chest as he gently stroked your hair. You were finally in pyjamas, sitting on your boyfriend's lap as he played games with his friends on stream. and you watched quietly. You didn't want to disturb them. but you didn't want to be away from Lando either.

You didn't need him giving all his attention to you. Leaning your side to his chest with the occasional kiss and affectionate touches was enough. You were feeling tired and sleepy anyways and you felt like you'd doze off any moment now.

"Well—" Lando cut himself off with a yawn. "The puppy that has claimed my lap as her own personal property and real estate has a very contagious desire for sleep." And with that he signed off the live stream, pulling you to straddling his lap. Your first instinct was to nuzzle in his neck, pressing soft kisses against his nicely tanned and warm skin.

"What are you doing?" He sucked in a breath feeling you wiggle on the spot. "Getting comfy." You chuckled, tone holding a slight tease as you leaned up to connect your lips with his. It was a sweet and soft kiss. Until you felt the brit thrust his hips up slightly. A small tiny moan left your mouth. And that was all it took to trigger Lando.

The kisses weren't short and soft, but longer and more passionate. You even struggled to try and keep up with Lando, the hungry pace he was going with was too fast for you. "Lan." You tried to stop him when you felt his hands trail up your thighs and under your shirt.

A yelp sounded as he lifted you up, carrying you all the way to his room and his bed. He was too quick to pull your clothes and half of his own, too desperate to feel your skin on his. "Stop." You giggled feeling ticklish as he pressed kisses to your tummy and hips.

"What?" Helooked up at you with clear concern. He thought he hurt you, but thankfully not. "I'm not having sex with that." you motioned to his facial hair that he was growing. "What, you don't like it?" He crawled up, leaning his forearms on either side of your head. "No. It tickles. And I wanna have sex, not laugh." You argued trying to hold in your smile while looking Lando deep in his eyes. You watched him as he stroked his chin proudly, going back down to where you needed him most.

"Lando no," You laugh, pushing his head away as he tries to catch your clit on his lips. "Hey—" The brit scolded you, pushing your hand away. "Let me work." You laughed at the statement, ready to mock him when a moan broke from your throat. “I take my job very seriously, thank you very much.”

"Fuck— ok ok, I'm sorry." You went to push his head away, feeling him lap and nibble on your bud. The brit made sure to hold your wrist, stopping you from sabotaging him in any way. "Lando-" "Be a good girl." His muffled voice was stern as he held your thigh, gently stroking his thumb against your skin to at least comfort you as he tongue fucked you.

His nose and little moustache were doing your clit no justice. And Lando knew it. He watched you squirm and moan his name, a jolt running up your spine every time he nudged you. “You’ll be good?” You nodded quickly, trying to hold his hand at least. But he held your other wrist too, confining you completely under his mercy.

“Can’t hear you, my love.” “I’ll be good. I’ll be super good.” You nodded, starting to heave as you felt the coil in your stomach tighten. “You’ll be a good girl?” “I’ll be a good girl, a very good girl. T—the best girl.” You promised, squirming each time you felt him intentionally drag his tongue on the spot that made you see stars.

“I’ll take your word on that.” He hummed, letting go of your wrists, concentrating on your sensitive bud since he knew you were more prone to a quick orgasm from there. Your fingers were quick to tangle in his hair, not really pulling. But since his hands were too busy trying to take off his pants, the soft curls would do for now. 

“Lando, no.” You whined, leaning up on your elbow to look at him. You were almost there, seconds from a climax that would’ve left scratch marks on Lando’s shoulder. Your eyes were teary and your chest was heaving. You got up shakily, helping him pull his pants down. A gulp went down your throat seeing the size of him, hesitantly pulling his boxer shorts down as well.

“Go on.” Lando leaned back on his elbows, waiting for you to settle between his legs. “But it was my turn.” You looked up at him, begging slightly. You need him, you couldn’t wait any longer. You crawled up, sitting on his lap, a desperate look on your face as you looked between his sky coloured eyes. Lando looked at you, a smirk on his lips as he pretended to be thinking. “I’ve been a good girl.” You begged again, kissing him gently yet passionately. “Please please please.” 

Lan tilted his head, smiled even wider, glancing down at his dick then you.  No words or explanation was needed. You knew what he was asking you and you weren’t going to deny him. Your mind was too foggy and if it took giving him an orgasm first to receive your own, then so be it. You shifted your body between his bent knees, getting comfortable as you took his length in your mouth inch by inch. The noises he made were not helping with your situation at all. Lando’s eyes grew heavier, he was determined to watch himself disappear in your mouth and reappear, again and again. 

And for the next few minutes, you picked up the pace. You even added tongue which you knew would speed up the process. But apparently not. You were suspecting he was holding back on purpose. His moans and grunts were loud, and with the occasional shift or thrust you’d think he’s on the edge. But he can’t be on the verge of an orgasm for 5 minutes straight. Looking up at him, his face was scrunched up and jaw tense, breathing through his teeth. 

“Okay, okay! Enough! Enough. I’m dying.” He gave up, gently cupping under your chin and pulling you up forcefully. Your eyes were wide as you looked at what was just in your mouth. Lando slumped back on his back, breathing heavily. “I came like 7 times, Y/N.” He scolded tiredly, body practically shaking on the spot. You crawled up to him, looking at him confused. Nothing was in your mouth, you were pretty sure. Did he cum dry? You didn’t say anything, you instead gently pressed kisses to his jaw and neck. Once you lay beside him, you let Lando recover, watching his breath even out. He opened his eyes looking at you. “Sorry.” You whisper. “You should be sorry, how am I going to compete with that?” The two of you giggled softly, sharing soft kisses.

With a deep breath, Lando sat up, sitting with his back against the wall, patting his lap for you. You got on with no hesitation of course. Wrapping your arms around his neck as you slowly sunk on his length. “Awh, that's a good girl.” Lando’s praises went straight into you, a moan echoing in your throat as he connected his lips with yours.

The thrusts started shortly, gaining speed within a certain pace. You even switched positions a couple of times; on your side and back to prone, which was a little more frustrating because he was pressing all of his weight into you. You were too out of it to even unhook your heels from around his abdomen.

“You’re so fucking tight, Y/N. You’re such a good girl.” Lando huffed, arms wrapped around you as you messily made out. He eventually slipped, accidentally falling on you. All his weight now on and inside you. That was all it took for your body to rock from an intense orgasm, helpless moans and whimpers following suit. “Fuck, baby. I’m sorry.” he kissed your jaw gently, but you were practically putty, head rolling on your side as he pressed kisses, fucking you through your high.

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“One, two, three.” Lando pulled out quickly, a pained moan slipping from your mouth. Your walls were too sensitive, even the action of Lando just whipping you clean felt overwhelming. 

That feeling was quickly over though and you were thankfully just left with your boyfriend and yourself, cuddling under the fuzzy sheets of his bed, deciding on whether you should get pizza, chinese, or just to call max and make him cook for you since both of your legs were very much not working. 

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“Look at these two idiots.” Max Fewtrell sighed deeply as he stood in your kitchen, pointing at your practically passed out figures to the camera that was leaned near the stove so he could cook and talk at the same time. You were splayed out on the counter in Lando's merch hoodies and shorts and Lando was on the floor only in his fluffy pyjama pants. 

“Disgusting.” He shook his head as the two of you waved at the camera. 

“I had to buy ear plugs when you and Lando were still roomies. I couldn’t stay over and sleep peacefully with how-” “Y/N!” Max cut you off looking at you shocked and panicked. Lando was laughing his ass of the floor while you gave Max innocent puppy smile.

"I hate you guys. Making me do forced, unpaid, treacherous labour." "treacherous?" " don’t know, sounds like a long scary word." 

"Chat is cursing at you, Lando." "They hate me because they aint me. They wish they had my ass." "Lando you don't have an ass." "EXCUSE ME?!" "He’s right, Lan." "DONT SIDE WITH HIM Y/N."

[salitok]

I’ll take care of you- hcs

Paring: Doctor Ellie Williams x reader

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SFW:

🩺 Every time you hang out with your friends this comment was inevitable. You would have those reunions with your friends at your shared house with Ellie, everyone talking and laughing when suddenly Ellie comes from work, she opened the door, and greeted you, the light blue uniform contrasting with her auburn hair. “Hey baby” she would say, your friend looked at your gf, up and down. After Ellie got upstairs all of ur friend would scream “OMG UR GF IS SO HOTTTT!!!”

🩺 Every day you woked at the same time that Ellie, and while she is showering you would go downstairs to the kitchen and make her lunch for her to eat at work. You bought a cute bento box for her, and you would make her cute lunches every day, and in a bottle you would put lemonade for her to hidrate herself. You would put the bento box and the bottle inside a small lunch box. Ellie left really early in the morning, you would give her a good bye kiss and hand her her lunch box, “thanks babe your the best” kiss kiss

🩺 The two of you would be watching a doctor movie, or a tv show like grace anatomy, and she would be screaming at the screen “ NO NO don’t do that”, you would die of laughter, like “babe its just a show”, Ellie would cover her face “i know but like this is so wrong” and then she would start explaining why the show was wrong and that they had to do this procedure instead of the other and blah blah blah.

🩺 You would always say that your gf was the most intelligent person you know. Ellie was really good at math and problem solving, and she’s also really good at drawing and crafts. There is only one this ellie was not good at, and you love to tease her about it. Her handwriting…

🩺 Ellie had really good income, every time she took you out on a date, she would be like “ babe you don’t have to pay for anything “ you would look at her and say “really ?” She would smirk say “i got you sweetheart” taking her gold credit card out. She love to spoil you .

🩺 When your sick your gf is the go 2. She would call the hospital trying to stay at home to take care of you. She would lay you in bed and take your temperature, she would then ask you to open your mouth and stick your touch out, you would bush, she would laugh and check your throat. “Honey you probably have the flu” she buys the medication for you and control when you have to take it. Ellie looks at her watch and say “princess is 5o’clock is time for the Advil”.

🩺 When you had fever she would prepare you a warm bath and bath you, or prepare a wet towel and put it over your forehead.

NSFW

💉Even tho you didn’t want to admit it, Ellie looks super hot in that uniform. It became a kink of yours. Seeing her get home sweating and tired from work made you wet every time. You would cook for her and she would hug you from behind, her hands on your waist and lower stomach; you turned around and she would lift you up into the kitchen counter and fuck you right there with her finger. The uniform always on.

💉Ellie would come from behind when your doing anything and grab your tits. You would moan softly, and asked her what was she doing, her response always was the same: “just checking babe, I need to now if they are healthy and ok”

💉When she eated you out and finger you, she would describe what she was doing in a “medical” way, she knew you loved that, it make you wetter. She touched your wet cunt and said “your already lubed up.. let’s check that pretty pussy”, she toched you: “mm this is your clit” Ellie rubs in slowly in circular motions with her thumb, “let’s see if you taste good”, Ellie gives a gentle lick to your pussy, you moaned and hold her head. She inserted a finger inside of you “ your so tight baby, thats really good”…

💉 When you need your check up, you go to Ellie’s office. When you sat on her exam table with that rope on, no panties, she would get closer to you. she would check everything , your lungs, your reflexes, your heart and your throat.. “stick out your tongue for me” you bush and follow her orders, Ellie puts the wooden stick in your mouth making you gag.. “mmm already gagging huh.?” Your mind was going crazy and so was your body. She had to check one more thing, it wasn’t her area but she wanted to take a look, “open your legs for me baby”, you opened a little shyly. “don’t get all shy with me princess, open” and she separated your legs. Ellie got on her knees and looked at your now wet pussy.. “ I prepared something for you” you looked at her surprised, she took her pants off showing her strap. Ellie putted the strap inside pounding you hard and fast as you moan, “baby keep quiet, we don’t want everyone outside of my office to hear you”, the tip of the strap hitting that sweet spot inside of you, Ellie could feel you get tighter around her dick “cum for me baby, cum all over my cock” and you came… the session was over and it was time for her next patient… “take care.” As you came out of her office.

💉Sometimes while you fucked and you breath was really heavy and you moan very loudly she would say “should I slow down? . I don’t want you to have a heart attack”

💉While you fuck she puts her hand round your neck, you always thought she was choking you until you realized that she did it because she wanted to feel your heart get faster while she pounded you with her light blue strap

[lovelyjj]

Jsjdndnddhcudndufjf I LOVE YOUR WRITING SO MUCH LIKE AHHHHHHHH YOURE A GENIUS!!!

Can I request a JJ x reader where the reader is comforting him? It can be about anything you want. Maybe he’s feeling insecure about the relationship or his dad did something or maybe oooo maybe she’s been busy studying and hasn’t been able to spend a lot of time with him and hasn’t been texting him much so he starts to think she wants out.

If you can’t I understand :))

thank you angel, sorry this took so long

Reassurance

jj maybank x reader

wc: 1,094

The rain drizzled down near the château. The pitter patter of it hitting the roof could be heard even from the inside.

JJ sat on his bed in his designated room waiting for your arrival.

After about 10 minutes of twiddling his thumbs he herd his phone ringing. When he saw the contact photo he grinned and pushed answer.

"Hello" JJ answered.

"Hi baby" You exclaimed, your voice ringing through his speaker making his heart soar.

"What's Up" JJ asked.

"So I have a bit of bad news. I can't come over today. I have to study. I'm drowning in homework over here."

"Wait really."

"Yes. I'm really sorry" you spoke with remorse.

"It's ok I understand" JJ replied halfheartedly.

"I'll see you sometime soon" you reasoned.

"Yeah alright sounds good." JJ remarked.

"Bye JJ I love you" you say.

"Bye baby, I love you too" JJ speaks ending the call.

JJ sighed. He wasn't gonna lie he was disappointed. He really wanted to see you and cuddle up on this rainy afternoon.

He wasn't mad you blew him off. He really did understand. He was just missing you a lot. He felt saddened by your absence.

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The following day is when JJ decided to text you. Usually when the two of you aren't with each other you text. His phone however has been strangely silent.

JJ: Hey baby. I miss you. Hope your doing well. Would you like to come over tomorrow?

JJ waited and waited and he still received no response. Now JJ was confident and secure in your relationship. However, he was starting to get worried.

You not texting him back made JJ start to feel insecure in your relationship. This almost never happens. It usually would take a lot for JJ to feel this way. However, he started having his doubts pretty early on. It wasn't until the next day that he heard from you.

Y/N: Hey! Sorry i'm just now getting back to you. I had my phone off while I studied. I can come over tomorrow if you want.

JJ: Sounds good.

JJ was glad your finally agreed to coming over. He was just sad he has to wait a whole nother day to see you.

Usually the two of you would text non stop but after JJ sent his last message his phone was dry.

JJ started feeling like you wanted out. That this relationship doesn't mean as much to you as it does to him. He was spiraling and he needed to talk to you to find some sort of clarity. He did not want this relationship to end and the thought of you wanting it to had his heart hurting.

The next day came by slowly for JJ as he anticipated the day he gets to see you. The day came however and JJ was looking forward to talking to with you.

"JJ," you called out to him as you entered the château.

"In here," JJ announced.

You walked into JJs room and smiled.

"Baby! I've missed you," JJ spoke standing up.

You engulfed JJ in a hug and squeezed him.

"I've missed you to."

"It feels like it's been forever," JJ responded breathing in your scent. He snuggled deeper into your neck.

"Hasn't been that long has it" you asked.

JJ released you from the hug but was still holding on to you.

"You know that it's agony being without you right." JJ pressed.

You smiled brightly at him, beaming you brushed your hands up to his biceps and then slid them up to wrap around his neck.

"Really?" you asked in awe of him.

"Baby, you are the love of my life. Being with you is when i'm at my best." JJ concluded.

You reached up and kissed him passionately. Your lips locked together massaging one another.

JJ broke the kiss and placed his hands back on your waist.

"That's why I got so sad when you canceled on me. and then I didn't hear from you for like days on end." JJ frowned.

"I really am sorry I was just really focusing on my schoolwork." You added.

"Heck you got me questioning our relationship." JJ threw his hands up in the air.

You sat down on the edge of his bed, "JJ it had nothing to do with you." you pleaded.

"I thought you wanted out. Like you wanted us to be over." JJ said angrily.

"That's not what I want. I still want to be with you." You argued.

"You have a funny way of showing it." JJ added.

"Listen JJ i'm sorry i've been neglecting you but breaking up is the furthest thing from my mind. Let me reassure you." You begged.

JJ was pacing back and forth in his room as the two of you talked.

"Ok fine reassure me please," JJ begged.

You stood up and cupped his face in your hands causing his pacing to come to a halt.

"JJ Maybank I love you. End of story. I want to be with you until we're old and grey. Your it for me. I promise to be more attentive to your feelings. Please don't ever think I don't care about you because I do with every fiber of my being." Your heart ached at the thought of JJ becoming insecure with your relationship. You wanted him to feel secure and reassured that your not leaving him.

JJ grabbed onto your wrists and nodded. His expression was looking sad but he was just letting your words sink in.

"Baby. I love you. You just scare the shit out of me sometimes." JJ laughed.

You started to smile seeing JJ laugh it was like music to your ears.

"There's that smile I love." You announced.

JJ picked you up by the waist and spun you around. You giggled up in the air and held on to his shoulders.

"Promise this is forever," JJ said as he put you down.

You looked up at him smile gracing your lips and said, "this is forever."

JJ then tackled you to the bed. You launched onto the bed with him on top of you.

After a tickle fight, play fighting and laughing together you both winded down for a movie.

You and JJ were cuddled up together on his bed watching a movie. You were running your fingers through his hair as he laid with his head on your chest.

"You'll stay the night?" JJ asked.

"Of course I will."

JJ smiled and nestled further into you laying contently in your arms.

[boltupbitches]

What Was I Made For? Part 2 - Joe Burrow

Trigger warning: this one shot deals with serious topics such as clinical depression, depersonalization disorder, and miscarriages.

Sequel to What Was I Made For?

Joe attempted to call his girlfriend once more, frowning when it went straight to voicemail. He frowned in deep thought as he continued his drive home. This wasn’t like her at all to ignore phone calls or to have her phone off. 

The rational part of his brain was thinking ‘What if she took a nap and forgot to charge her phone?’ 

The other side of his brain was blaring red alerts that there was something off about this situation, especially given her recent dip in mental health. Every time he left the house, his head clouded with thoughts of his Barbie. She hadn’t been the same over the last few weeks and became more withdrawn as time went on.  Joe felt like he was losing her in this relationship and, thanks to the hecticness of his football schedule, he didn’t know how to get back to her.

She was sinking and he was drifting further from her against his will.

As soon as he pulled into the driveway, he noticed her car gone. 

Odd.

He quickly walked into the house, noticing all the lights were off and just how silent the house was.

He dropped his bag in the doorway and made his way down the hall, turning on the living room light first to see if she was sleeping in the living room, having waited up for him like she sometimes did.

She wasn’t there.

He headed upstairs, heart thumbing as he walked into their bedroom.

He noticed as he looked around the room that things of hers were missing. Things like photographs, mementos from trips and work, and her LSU cap and tassel. All gone.

He ran his hand over his face as dread built up in his gut. His stomach was in knots and he couldn’t shake the fear building in him.

Where the hell was his girlfriend?

He opened the closet she used and noticed a mess of items strewn about. There were also two of her suitcases missing. It was as if she packed in a hurry and took whatever she could in that rush.

Did something happen to her family?

Where the fuck was she?

Joe pulled his phone from his pocket and immediately dialed her number. It rang through this time but went to voicemail, meaning at least her phone was on again.

He cleared his throat and figured leaving a voicemail was best since she wasn’t going to answer. “Hey, babe… I’m not sure what’s going on or where you’re at right now, but I’m worried as hell. Please give me a callback or just a text telling me you’re ok. Please. This is scaring the fuck out of me right now. I love you, bye.”

Joe made his way out of the closet and sat on the bed, burying his head into his hands as he started to breathe heavily. He didn’t know what to do in that moment.

He lifted his head when he heard a buzz of his phone next to him. It was a message from her.

Barbie

I’m ok. 

Joe rushed to text her back.

Joe

Where are you? Is everything ok?

He saw the speech bubble start to appear, showing she was texting, but then it stopped and started again before disappearing altogether. He was left on read.

Joe tossed his phone down and groaned, “fucking shit! What the fuck is going on?” He threw himself back against the bed beneath him.

He felt a piece of paper poke against his ear and turned his head to see the folded piece lying there with his name in cursive lettering. It was his girlfriend’s handwriting. Joe sat up and unfolded the letter. He began to read it, hoping for some clarity on the situation.

Joe,

I am sorry. I can’t do this anymore. I am not ok and I haven’t been for a long time. I think I forgot how to be happy. Something I’m not, but something I can be. Something I wait for. Something I’m made for. Here, I am not happy. I can’t pretend to be her anymore. I want to be the old me again, and I know you can’t be the old you. I’m sorry. I love you.

Best, 

Your Barbie

He felt his hands shake as he stared in shock at the letter she left him. He couldn’t believe it. She left him. Just like that. In the dead of the night while he wasn’t home.

He felt a slew of emotions boil over in him. The first was anger. Anger at himself for not acting sooner when he saw her spiraling into her depression. Anger at her for just leaving him with no forewarning or conversation. The next emotion he could identify was heartache. His love for her ran deep and he couldn’t imagine a future without her in it.

While he sat there in shock for a few more moments, his phone went off again.

Barbie

I’m so sorry. I love you. Please read the letter.

Joe didn’t respond to that at all and instead got up out of their bed. He stared around the room, realizing how empty it felt with her missing from it. He couldn’t live here without her in it. He didn’t want to wake up without seeing her face or hearing her voice.

He knew at that moment that he was going to go get her and bring her back. If he had to beg to her on his knees, he would without any reservation. He needed to fix this.

Joe didn’t text her a heads up and instead grabbed his wallet from downstairs and his car keys. He locked the house up and got in his car. He typed her parents’ address into the GPS, pulling up the Cleveland address and sighing loudly. He was about to drive 3.5 hours across the state of Ohio to get his girlfriend back. Thank god it was a bye week for him. 

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It was 5 am when he pulled up to her parents’ house. The kitchen light was on and a silhouette peeked out quickly before disappearing. Within moments the front door was open as Joe was walking to the front steps.

“What the hell took you so long?” A gruff, older man questioned. Relief was shown on his face. “It’s been almost a whole day since she got here. I’ve been keeping an eye out for you to roll up.”

“Well, I didn’t hear from her after the game or before the flight home. I didn’t hear from her on my drive home and came home to her stuff partially packed and her gone. I knew she’d come here first. I would have come sooner if I had known sooner that she left.” Joe rubbed his hand down his tired face.

“Come in. Come in. I’ll make us some coffee. She’ll probably sleep in today. You could probably get some sleep if you’d like to.”

“If she wakes up before me and sees my car, she’ll try to leave again,” Joe stressed.

“No, she won’t. She came home. She knows besides your guys’ place, she has nowhere else to run off to. She has to face the music and her problems head-on sometimes. I don’t know what is fully going on with her, but I know from her earlier episodes while growing up that her depression sometimes convinces her she’s not worth anything. She can’t keep running off when this happens. Especially because it’s scaring the people that love and care about her.” Her dad sighed and gestured for Joe to follow. “Go get some sleep, kid. We’ll talk here around noon time when you get back up. She’s not going anywhere right now.”

Joe nodded and headed up the stairs towards the guest room. He paused in front of Barbie’s bedroom and peaked in to see her sleeping underneath the blankets with her head turned away from the doorway. He smiled sadly at the sight of her, knowing she was likely emotionally drained and exhausted from the last 24 hours alone.

Joe kicked his shoes off and set his wallet and phone on the bedside stand. He lifted the blankets and crawled underneath. At some point in his tossing and turning, his mind settled down enough for him to slip into a slumber.

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Joe moved around a few times as he came to, trying to shake the tiredness that was pulling him back under. He lay there with his eyes closed, dosing off once more when he heard the bedroom door open slowly. 

He blinked a few times and lifted his head to see the surprised face of his girlfriend looking back. She was glad in a pair of LSU pajama pants and an old Nike shirt. Her hair was pulled back in a bun with a few strands loosely hanging around her face. She looked gorgeous.

“Hey.” He croaked, quickly clearing his throat and sitting up.

“Hey…” She greeted back unsurely, her eyes darting around the room as she blushed, likely embarrassed for being caught in the middle of sneaking into his temporary room.

She couldn’t admit it, but as soon as she saw his car in the driveway, she was not just stressed at having to face it - she was relieved he came after her. She felt so embarrassed when her dad walked past her, stopping to bluntly tell her, “You two are going to talk about this and hear each other out like adults.” 

She didn’t mean to cause trouble for anyone. She thought she was doing Joe a favor by leaving, but within the last 24 hours, after the cloud of depression lessened around her, she could think a little more clearly and realized she may have made a mistake in how she tried to end things.

Running away never worked. She knew that. Yet she tried to run from her problems and in the process, she hurt Joe. She regretted that deeply now.

She had to see for herself that he was really there in the same house as her. She didn’t mean to wake him up in the process. Yet, here they were.

Joe watched her with sad eyes as she focused her gaze back at him, shame and regret showing deep in her eyes and on her face. It made his heart pang with sadness for her. He knew she was struggling a lot. Especially since the miscarriage a year ago. He couldn’t help but blame himself for not spending enough time with her or focusing enough attention on her needs.

Joe tapped the spot on the bed next to him, swinging his legs out from under the blankets and facing the window. 

She shut the door and approached him, nervously taking a seat next to him, leaving space between them as she wrapped her arms around herself, her head bowed.

“Barbie… please.” He broke out his nickname for her. “Please talk to me.”

She shook her head and bit back a sob as she felt the floodgates start. “Did you read my letter?” She asked softly, still not looking at him.

“I did,” Joe confirmed. “That’s why I’m here.” He combed his hands through his hair in frustration. “I am here to talk to you and to tell you that I can’t live my life without you. You are literally the one thing I look forward to coming home to. Win or lose. You’re there for me. You come to games, you show me unconditional love and support. I was sick to my stomach when I realized you weren’t home with me.” He wiped the tears building in his eyes before they could spill over. “Since the miscarriage…” He started but stopped when he saw her flinch, “I know you’ve been hurting so deeply. I’ve seen the signs and I selfishly threw myself back into football to shut out my own pain. In doing so, I shut you out too and you were drowning while I was drifting away. I am so sorry that I wasn’t as attentive as I should have been. I’m sorry that I made you feel that you didn’t matter anymore or that you didn’t belong in my life. I fucked up and I’m so sorry.” Joe was openly crying now too.

His girlfriend lifted her head halfway through his apology and couldn’t help her instinct to wrap him in her arms as he caved way and started to sob quietly. She felt her own crying start once more as they held each other firmly, crying through the pain of loss, uncertainty, and heartbreak.

They stayed wrapped in each other’s arms even as Joe pulled them backward to lay on the bed.

As their tears settled, she spoke again. “You’re not 100% at fault for this, Joe. We were both hurting and trying to distract ourselves with everything else, but the reality. I fucked up a lot too. Icing you out, allowing my depression to almost destroy my life, stopping my therapy appointments, and leaving you so callously. I am sorry too.” She whispered the last part with sorrow laced in each word. “I am so sorry.”

“I forgive you.” Joe said. “I will always forgive you at the end of the day.”

“And I forgive you.” She echoed.

They stayed in each other’s arms, staring happily at the other for a few moments. “Please, Barbie. Please come home.” Joe pleaded.

She nodded with a sad smile. “I will. Can’t leave you in that Mojo Dojo Casa House all on your own now, can I?” She teased him.

Joe laughed at her cheesy quip. “The amount of Barbie puns have increased tenfold for us since that movie came out.”

“You loved it though.” She pointed out with a grin. “We saw it twice if I recall.”

“We did.” Joe grinned. “It’s a masterpiece.”

She pecked a kiss to his lips. “Will… will you go to therapy with me?” She asked shyly, “So we can talk about the.. the miscarriage?”

Joe turned serious and nodded to that request. “Absolutely. We can make the appointment this week after looking around for a good one. Anything for you.”

She smiled at him again. “Thank you.”

They lay like that for a while, just relaxing in the other’s arms as they heard the bustle downstairs of her parents talking in the kitchen.

“Your dad was very happy when I rolled up here at the break of dawn,” Joe said casually. “I’d never seen a man so happy for a younger guy to show up in the dark looking for his daughter.” 

She laughed at that. “He was so stressed when I showed up unannounced and crying. He thought you cheated or something. After my mom calmed me down and sent me off to my old room to sleep off the stress, I know she told him everything after I spilled to her. Pretty sure he had a few beers from the almost heart attack of having to beat up his favorite almost-son-in-law.”

They laughed together at that. She continued speaking. “You are seriously the only guy my dad ever liked that I dated. And it is not because of football - we know he’s a Steelers fan living in Browns country after all.” They both chuckled at the memory of her dad getting in a fight with Bengals fans at a home game against the Steelers last season. “He says you’re one of the kindest and honest men I’ve ever dated. You’ve set the bar high.”

“You make it easy.” Joe praised her. “How could I not love and care about you when you’re you? There’s no one else like you.”

“And there’s no one else like you.” She echoed.

“I’m just Joe.” He said.

“But unlike all the other Joe’s in the world, you’re my Joe.” She teared up a bit in saying that.

He smiled at her. “And you’re my Barbie. Better than all the other Barbie’s in the world. Even Margot Robbie can’t compare.”

“Now that’s a stretch!” 

Joe started tickling her side. “Nope! You’re the prettiest Barbie! Say it!” She wouldn’t though and continued to laugh underneath him. 

Downstairs, the older couple smiled at one another as they heard the giggles coming from upstairs. They were so happy Joe showed up to talk reason to their daughter. They hoped the two could heal from their pain and move on with their relationship. They just wanted to see their daughter happy again.

“I’m glad she found the one.” The wife mused. “Remember that awful Austin Pressler down the road? Such a slime ball.”

“Don’t get me started on that boy,” The husband grumbled, “I still see him occasionally and I still feel the urge to beat his ass for breaking her heart in high school.”

“What about Joe?” His wife inquired. 

“Joe and our daughter are going to be fine. They’ve both been hurting and the only way to heal together is by being transparent. They’ll make the right decisions. It’s not for us to get involved and complicate it for them.”

“I’m surprised you’ve made peace with him being the Bengals quarterback.”

“I have no beef with the Bengals.” He sat his newspaper down, pointing at his wife. “Now if she was dating a Browns player, I’d disown her.”

“Oh my god.” His wife rolled her eyes at his theatrics. “You’re dramatic like your daughter.”

“Damn right.” He said proudly. “Damn right.”

[sainzfilm]

haii…its me again lando norris x party girl and they meet while hes djing?? ily ok bye

pairing: lando norris x reader

a/n: bye this would be such a nice meet cute or whatever or something im rambling. hope you like this my lovely!!! ily

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Taking in the atmosphere that was mixed with the smell of alcohol, sweat, and blaring music and lights, you missed it. You haven’t been to a good party in a while and you sure do hope tonight’s going to end on a great note.

“What drink do you want?” Sabrina yelled over the music, “You can go ahead and a get a table for us!”

Pausing for a moment, you pursed your lips before replying, “A frozen mojito would be nice!”

As you made your way across the club, you couldn’t help but look around people having fun, celebrating birthdays or just a normal get together. There is no other way to spend a Friday night than in a club.

Lando had a set for tonight along with his friend and a top DJ, Martin Garrix. He couldn’t deny that there were a lot of pretty girls, some even recognizing him immediately.

“Hey! Excuse me!”

Confusion etched all over his face, Lando looked down on the dance floor, enamored by your beauty, “Uh, me?”

“You’re the DJ, aren’t you?” You tilted your head to the side, “Unless I’m mistaken?”

“Oh! Yeah, I am,” Lando smiled sheepishly, “Is there anything I could do for you?”

Smiling as you nodded, “Do you take song requests?”

“I don’t normally do but,” He shrugged with a small smirk on his face as he put his hands inside his pockets, “I can make an exception for a pretty girl.”

Grinning as you leaned forward against the table, “Could you play some ABBA? Maybe some ‘Dancing Queen’ or whatever floats your boat.”

“Whatever you say,” He replied as he leaned in closer to your face and quickly glanced at your lips, “Any tips for the DJ?”

“Maybe after your set,” You whispered as you tapped his nose with your finger, “Come find me? We’ll sober up after with pizza.”

“I can’t say no to that,” Lando grinned as he put back his headphones on, granting your request, “I’ll find you.”

As you took a few steps back with a smile on your face, you waved goodbye and walked back to your table to enjoy the rest of your night with your friend. Lando couldn’t help but think of the possibility that this may not be the last time that he’ll be seeing you.

bonus scene!

Leaning back against the car seat, you groaned as you took a bite of the pepperoni pizza, “This is so good!”

“Tell me about it,” Lando mumbled with food in his mouth, “My friend recommended this pizza place and I’m sure it didn’t disappoint.”

“Best pizza I’ve ever had,” You laughed as you grabbed another slice from the box on top of the console in the middle, “Thanks for the treat, Lando.”

“Don’t mention it,” He grinned as he wiped some sauce off the corner of your lips with his thumb, “Not everyday I get to share pizza with a pretty girl.”

“You’re such a flirt,” You poked your tongue out as you punched his shoulder playfully, “You better not fool around.”

“I’m not!” Lando laughed as he rubbed his shoulder and looked at you, “So…about that tip?”

Rolling your eyes jokingly, you put your pizza down on the box and wiped your fingers with tissue, “Any kind of tip?”

Lando eagerly nodded, which elicited a chuckle from you. You turned to face him, looking in his eyes and quickly glancing on his lips.

“I hope this’ll do,” You mumbled as you grabbed him by the collar of his shirt to bring him in for a quick kiss and pulling away after a few seconds, “There. Happy?”

Turning as red as his Monégasque friend’s car, Lando nodded as he fought back a smile, “Mamma mia, that was one hell of a tip.”

[miitarashi]

See? Just a couple of bruises.

Words: 510

Warnings: none.

[Name] = reader (female)

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You almost break down the door of the hospital, rushing towards the journalist room opening the door with a worried face looking around before your eyes land on a bandaged Tintin after another one of his adventures that he luckily comes out alive.

You walked closer,receiving a little smile from him,happy to see you although knowing what you were about to say.

"What happened this time?" — he chuckled and the doctor left you two for a moment after finishing swathing him.

"Do you really want to know?" — noticing your silence and worried face,he let out a small sigh and looked up,a bit ashamed to say it.

For the fifth time.

In a week.

"...i got shot-"

"I can't believe you were shot again!" — he can only smile guiltily, finding your indignant tone amusing, which never changes regardless of how many times it happens.

"I got shot on my bulletproof vest darling, it's just a couple of bruises as always. I'm okay" — the ginger-haired boy tries to reassure, smiling at you.

"Why don't they make better vests?? That's not bulletproof!" — you say holding his face,squeezing a bit his cheek while still looking indignant, pulling his face close to press your forehead against his,taking the boy a bit by surprise before moving away.

"It's like when you fall in a pool and your watch stop working, that's water resistant!" — your rent goes nonstop like always,bringing a smile to his lips because you're only showing your concern and renting out of nervousness.

"I'm..just..fine" — since you were in front of him, slowly,one of his arms moved around your waist dragging you close,resting his forehead against yours again distracting you from the topic.

When you notice how close you both are,the heat rises to your cheeks giving a light red color to your face, focusing on his beautiful soft blue eyes and the arm on your waist making your rent slowly die down.

"See?" — he pointed out with his eyes, taking your hand to put on his chest where there's some bandages — "Just a couple of bruises".

Your hand wander carefully above the bandages,cheeks slightly more red by the view and for his low soft tone.

"How..how long do you have to...be taped up like this?"

"I don't know. A couple of days maybe" — touching the wound and feeling that it's not that deep along with this information,you could finally breathe more relieved.

"Oh..ok"

"Are you relaxed now?" — his hand takes a careful hold of your chin,moving your head to face him as you nod in response.

"Yeah,i'm relaxed"

With your now relieved smile,he gives you one of his classic ones,kissing your lips to take any remaining nervousness away caressing your cheek with his thumb before the door almost breaks open again,but this time,it was an old marine man worried sick screaming at this point.

"Lad! For Poseidon's beard you were shot again!! Damm bulletproof vests that serve for nothin’!”

A/N: yep,i made this because a tik tok i saw lol. Liked my little ending here? I made it myself 😌. Hope y'all liked! Thanks for reading,bye bye!

[cas-skz]

Loves Touch

Chan x fem!reader

Two months apart felt like forever and after the night of your reunion, Chan worries he hurt you from his aggressive need for his fiancée

18+!!! MDNI

warnings/what to expect: SOFTY FLUFFFF, mentions of sex, bruising/hickies, I cursed once and used the word pussy so WATCH OUT

BTS & SKZ FIC REQUETS: OPEN

writers note: my heart needed this thank u bye, jk i also wanted to mention that jac didn't check my work so theres probs a lot of errors with grammar. BLAME THE FRENCH I TOOK IN ELEMENTARY ok now bye love you cas xx

"Channie...Please." You quietly whine, eyes barely able to open from how exhausted you were from last night. Your fiancé had been away for the last two months on a work trip and although the dirty talked helped him get through, you were usually left unsatisfied. Chan had quickly made up for that the second he walked in the door, completely ignoring the romantic dinner you had made him and tackling you for round one. You lost count after 6 or 7 rounds, fucking the night away before passing out in bed curled up on Chan's chest.

Your body was sore, covered with bruises and spank marks, your throat sore from his large hands choking you out. Usually you'd be the one waking Chan up with his morning blowjob, but today you laid weakly curled in the blankets, wanting just the comfort of your love.

Of course Chan had other plans. Having not seen the love of his life for so long, he couldn't keep his hands off you. Even when you woke in the middle of the night, his fingers were tangled with yours. The feeling of his fingers brushing gently across your body is what woke you, "Baby.." Chan whispered in your ear, his teeth nipping gently. His body rolled against yours as he tugged at the blanket, peaking in at you, holding the middle finger up to him. Chan laughed, kissing your finger before pressing a lingering kiss into your lips. A small whimper leaves your lips as he moves his towards your neck, placing gentle kisses on the hickeys he had made. “Geez. I did a number on you.” He whispered, his body lifting slightly as he pulled the blankets down slightly, his fingers running over the many bruises that covered your torso. Chan’s eyebrows furrowed, his eyes looking down at you with concern. “What?” You question, your voice cracking slightly.

He moved off you, his hand quickly pulling the blanket off, exposing your naked body. You whined his name as he checked your body, flipping you and lifting your limbs while quietly cursing to himself. “Wh-baby, what’s wrong?” You questioned, sitting yourself on the edge of the bed, eyes searching for his as you grabbed his hands. It was your first time seeing your legs, and they were painted with various shades of blue and purple. His eyes finally met yours, tears daring to drop from his beautiful brown eyes. “I hurt you…” His voice trailed, a single tear falling. Your body shot up instantly, your hands reaching for his face. “Baby no…no-” You whisper, thumb gently brushing the tear from his cheek. “Why didn’t you stop me?” Chan interrupted, his hand running through his brown curly hair before he pulled you into a hug. You leaned your head on his bare chest for a moment, waiting for his heart beat to calm. Admittedly, the previous night took top spot for the best sex you’ve had in your 4 year relationship, even if it left you looking like a MMA fighter after a fight. You and Chan had been inseparable and the two months away made you long for each other.

Your arms wrapped around his neck as you reach up and press your lips into his, your legs almost giving up a few times, but Chan held you up. “I promise I’m okay honey.” You smiled against his lips, eyes meeting with his. “You fucked me so good…” You giggled, poking at his chest. You spotted a few hickies you had left on Chan and poked them gently. “My pussy is still throbbing.” Chan rose an eyebrow as he looked down at you, the tiniest smile pulling at the corner of his lips. “Seriously babe, I promise I’m okay. It was- hot and so fucking good. I wish I had the energy to do it all again.” You say, letting yourself fall backwards onto the bed dramatically. “Have your way with me, my love.” You threw your arm over your face. “Just throw me in a hot bath when you’re done” Chan couldn’t help but laugh, shaking his head at your silliness. “Wait here” he said, taking off into the house.

You weren’t sure how long Chan had been gone for, but you had curled yourself back up into a ball with the blanket and drifted back to sleep. When you woke, you were in Chan’s arms, being carried down the hall. Your eyes moved up to his face, raising an eyebrow at the white powder dusted across his brow line. The bathroom was set up with candles, a laptop on the toilet and a plate of pancakes on top of the laundry basket. He made you feel so spoiled sometimes. “Can I just marry you right now?”You asked, placing kisses on his bicep. He shook his head with a small laugh, placing you in the perfectly heated bathtub before climbing in behind you. “Your parents wouldn’t be very happy about that. Especially since your mom can’t stop talking about how excited she is.”

You fit perfectly in Chan’s arms, head resting on his chest as the water covered and soothed your skin. His large hands ran softly along your body, kisses being pressed into your head as you happily enjoyed the movie. He really was everything you wanted in a life partner and even more. You couldn’t help but smile to yourself, your eyes dropping to your stomach as you imagine what he’d be like as a father. You swear it made your heart grow even fonder of him. “I probably put a baby or two in you last night” he laughed, as if he was reading your mind about starting a family. You lean up to place a kiss on his cheek, “maybe three, that’s a good number for me.” You giggle, turning his head so your lips could find his. "Two boys and a girl?" He questioned against your lips. "Two boys and a girl." You agreed, happily sharing gentle kisses with Chan

[moira-mains-go-to-hell]

A Little Less Conversation…

OuiHaw x AFAB Reader [Ashe x Widowmaker (Amelie Lacroix) x Reader]

Warnings: use of She/Her pronouns, suggestive content, mentions of violence, men being gross, pet names (Sugar, Mon Cuer, Cherie)

A/N: Babes, this is supposed to have a smutty part two, so if you want it, let me know.

“You know, it wouldn’t hurt if you two at least act like you want to be here,” you adjusted your earrings and fixed your hair in the mirror. Tonight was the Talon Investors Gala, where you and agents alike would be wooing larger corporations to fund the organization. As the head of technological advancement and board member, you were expected to attend no matter what, but neither of your girlfriends seemed to want to go with you.

“Cherie, you know as soon as I enter the door, I will be swept away by Moira as the ‘pinnacle of her research’,” Amelie strode up next to you , adorned in a red floor length dress with a slit on each side.

“And I don’t even think I’m supposed to be there,” Ashe was sat on the bed of your hotel room, tie and shirt undone as she waited for the two of you.

“Nonsense, Moira has researchers to entertain the whole night with her life force siphoning-thingy and her little bug spray,” you finish up, giving yourself a once over before leaving the bathroom, “ and you are technically on my payroll because you traffic weapons for me to make better. You belong,” you smile and kiss the white haired woman’s cheek.

“But there are gonna be so many people,” Ashe cupped your cheek and pulled you closer.

“And if we stay here,” Amelie made her way behind you, wrapping her hands around your waist and cementing your spot between both women, “we don’t have to worry about anyone getting too close to you, mon cuer.”

“I like the sound of that,” Ashe’s hand on your cheek moved to your chin, her thumb grazing over your bottom lip.

You almost let them win when your phone wrang, the boss himself calling. Both women let go of you with a sigh as you chuckled and moved out of their grasp.

“Hello?… Yes… We are going to be there Akande, don’t fret…Oh? Ok… go get ready, stop worrying about me. Good bye,” you hung up and ran a hand through your hair.

“Since when are you on first name basis with him?” Amelie was now sitting next to Ashe, both of them finally ready to go out.

“Since I pushed Talon ahead of Vishkar and the Russians, which is why I need to go tonight, they are looking to outsource and buy me out of some of my designs,” you grabbed your coat and your gun and made your way to the door, “it would be really great if the women I love where in my corner tonight.”

“We will be Sugar, don’t you worry,” they got up and followed you out the door, “but why are you bringing the fire power?”

“Akande told me we may have uninvited guests, and don’t act like both of you aren’t packing,” you laugh as you tuck it into the top of your dress.

Amelie gave Ashe a knowing look and the cowgirl let out a light chuckle, “We’re packing something alright.”

The comment didn’t register at first, but then a blush grew from the base of your neck to your nose.

“Oh come on Cherie, as if we would pass up an opportunity to let your mind wonder.”

You had gathered yourself and entered the ballroom, looking around to all of the people in front of you. As you walked to your table you waved at associates and team members you worked with, flashing an award winning smile to everyone in your wake.

“You know, you really look like you are in your element, you positive you need us?” Ashe leant down and whispered in your ear, her hands in her coat pockets.

“Yes, because I need a reason to bail out of a conversation if I don’t like it.”

You made your way to your table, a few chairs empty but most had name plates of other board members that would be joining you or are already on the floor.

“Thank you for finally showing your face, I almost thought I’d have to come find you myself,” the Doomfist stood to greet you and shake your hand, “I see you brought Ms. Lacroix and the cowboy with you.”

“Akande, be respectful, she does business with us, she can be here,” you pat his shoulder and place your coat on the back of your chair, “I’m going get a drink and swindle Viskar out of more money than they can comprehend. Ashe, keep our Love Bug away from Moira if she happens to get loose.”

The brunette coughed at the nickname and your boss gave you an amused glance.

“Don’t worry hun, she’s not going anywhere.”

All three of them watched as you shifted effortlessly into your professional persona, entrapping people in conversation and then swiftly moving on after getting what you needed from them.

“You know she’s kind of hot when she does all that sweet talking,” Ashe sat back down after her own journey to the bar, passing one of the drinks she had to the assassin next to her.

Amelie hummed in agreement, taking a sip of her drink, “Confidence looks good on her, her brazenness almost rivals yours.”

“That will never happen, but she’s getting close.”

They both watch you as you talk up an older gentleman at a table across the room. You sat next to him, laughing at him, keeping him entertained, and then he scooted closer. It was a small movement, one that you didn’t seem to notice, but the two pairs of eyes watching, it was obvious.

“He is getting pretty chummy, ain’t he?”

“Indeed, but let’s not intervene just yet,” Amelie took Ashe’s hand into hers as they watched the rest of the interaction.

The man put his hand over yours, you quickly retracted to occupy it with your drink. You glanced around the room and made eye contact with your partners, raising your eyebrows at them before going back.

He was persistent, if not bold. Leaning further into you and putting his arm over the back of your chair. You remained composed but when your posture stiffened, the women across the room where ready to get up at any moment.

You wrapped up the conversation as he wrote on the back of a business card and handed it to you. Heading back to the table, you pulled out a notebook and a tape recorder from your pockets and placed them in front of your boss.

“Here, written and spoken promises, business cards and contact info are book marking each section, I’m out,” you sigh, picking up your jacket, “that last guy was gross.”

“You tolerate a man like that again and I will not hesitate to end him,” Amelie said the threat casually, giving a little shrug, “let us go, we have a room to get to.”

“I’m talked out for the evening. See you at the next board meeting Akande, but I need to leave,” Your girlfriends where just about ready to go when the large man grabbed your hand at the last second.

“You have one more guest to impress, then you may leave,” his voice was low, you all sat back down with different expressions of grievance on your face.

“What creep am I supposed to be meeting with now?”

“That ‘creep’ would be me,” none other than Katya Volskaya made her way over to the table, flanked by two guards.

You quickly swept the recorder and notebook up and put them back in the pockets of your romper.

“I thought you killed her?” You grit through your teeth to Amelie, giving her a confused glare.

“I missed the window of opportunity, and he,” she nodded to Akande, “saw a new opportunity for her, so we never went back.”

You let out a short lived groan before resuming your pageant ready attitude.

“Ms. Volskaya, pleasure to meet you,” you stuck your hand across the table, hers meeting yours as you gesture for her and her goons to sit.

Both of the women beside you watched in as as you commanded the table, laying out all of the plans and ideas she may be interested in and working her to get the best deal possible. Ashe was never a negotiator except for between the gang, and Amelie was just a hired gun, never in the room where it happens.

“… And what if we don’t just call the Russian forces or Overwatch and have your technology without the hassle?” Volskaya payed out the threat like a trump card, making eye contact with both you and your boss. Akande went to move but you put a hand up, stopping him.

Before you said anything you felt Ashe put a hand on your thigh, squeezing it. You looked over at both her and Amelie, Ashe giving you a look of ‘let her have it’, and Amelie wearing a small grin as she nodded back to the Russian in front if you.

“The tech I’m selling you is to protect your country and let cattle die like heros,” you fold your hands together and lean forward, “the tech I’m keeping for myself can burn down the whole cattle farm. By all means, call your special forces… you can tell their families they died because you brought a spoon to a gunfight.”

You stood, looking at Akande and smiling, “Volskaya Industries isn’t interested in working with us, remove them from the investors list-“

“Name your price,” Katya looked up at you, her hands balled on the table. Your smile grew sinister, matching the look in your eyes.

“We will be in touch, but you keep your lines open,” you wave her goodbye and grab your coat once again, your girlfriends following two steps behind as you make your way to the exit.

“Sugar, if I'd have known how hot you are when you do business I’d have made you do all my dirty work,” Ashe undid her tie as soon as you hit the door.

“Well you two are so reluctant to come with me on business trips. You’d see a lot more,” you took your earrings and heels off, moving to help Amelie with her dress.

“How about we see a lot more tonight?” Ashe’s breath felt hot as you where once again sandwiched between the two women, the cowgirl behind you holding your back to her front.

“I wouldn’t mind showing you.”

[rhodesrider]

Biting Habits

CG! Drew M. x Little! Fem! Reader

(Small scene with CG! Finn B. And Damien P. W/ Nicole (oc))

SFW! 18+ Minors DNI! Thank you!

Warning: Age regression, Topic of mastication, crying, stress topics

Mastication: its a synonym for chewing

~~~

Drew was humming along to the cartoon music as his little was watching tv in the main room, making some of her favorites as this was a small reward for her amazing behavior for the day. Picking up toys without him asking, eating and drinking what she needed for the day and taking a nap without making a fuss. His little is around the ages of 2-4 and she still has some issues with her sucking her thumb but drew also started to notice that she started bitting on her shirt a lot. “Lovely, time for some grub.” His little looked up over the couch to peer in the kitchen seeing him fixing her plate. As she did so she was naming on her t shirt near the collar. She hopped off the couch and hopped along to the kitchen to happily started eating but soon heard some sharp snaps that made her stop and whimper.

“Princess please stop chewing on ur shirt, come one now we talked about this honey.” she pouted and she released the wet top, Drew just sighed, “We have to figure out what’s with that.” Drew sat her colorful plate down and she hoisted herself up to the chair, “Daddy I sorry…” “I know pumpkin but you can’t be chew on your shirts.” She nodded and she started to eat her food as it was placed in front of her. Drew put his plate away since he wasn’t hungry at the time and had an idea with the free time he made for himself. He remembered that another person had the same issue that his little was dealing with. “Beauty, I’ll be back. Daddy has to make a call to a friend. No chewing on the shirt, just the food and I’ll get you some cheesecake. How does that sound?” She smiled and and nodded continuing to eat her food so she could get her other reward, her eyes watching Drew leaving the dining room.

“Ah the little one is chewing on her clothes? That’s easy, get her something to chew on.” Drew was on the phone with Finn as he was with Damian watching their little Nicole, Rhea and Dominic were out doing promos and pictures. Finn was rubbing Nicole’s back as she was coloring and Damian was getting a snack for her together, she was humming to the my little pony music playing in the back. “Literally all I need is for her to teethe on something? How does this even happen?” Drew ask as he looking up different teething necklaces from Amazon. Finn soon looked seeing Nicole show him the finished product of a colored page, he smiled and kissed her forehead. “One sec Drew, that’s so nice munchkin. Go ask DD to put it on the fridge so when mama gets home she sees it hm?” She nodded quick giggling and went to show Damien. “But yea as I was saying, It could be a number of reasons. But a main one is that she’s probably stressed about something or that’s just how she copes while she’s in her head space. But it’s not as bad, Nicole was dealing with stress and she would scratch her skin man.” Drew was worried but it seemed like an easy fix, it’s just he wants to know what is stressing her. “Finny! DD made Ants on a Tree!” Finn chuckled some. “Logs sweetie, and I’m coming!” “Thanks Finn, you have fun with the ants on a tree.” Drew smirked and chuckled as Finn said bye muttering an insult so the little one couldn’t hear. Hanging up Drew looked over at his little one seeing she was chewing on her lip as she was scrolling on her table done with her food. “Princess no chewing on your lip either, you’ll hurt your-“ “Ow!”

Drew got up quick going to her seeing that she bit her lip too hard by accident, she started sniffling and getting nervous not wanting to get in trouble. “Hey hey it’s ok baby you didn’t mean to, I’m not mad ok lass?” She nodded as some tears fell, Drew kissed her forehead and went to get the first aid kit to help clean her lip so it can heal properly. “Daddy also has a few questions for you bug. I wanna know what’s going on. Is there anything I’m doing wrong? That’s making you uncomfortable or having a noisy head?” He asked rubbing her hand after finishing up cleaning her lip. “…work…” Is what she simply said. “Well I know that you chill with Daddy to forget all about big bad work….” “Yes and I love spending time with you daddy but I’m still bleh…” She looked down playing with the bottom of her shirt. “I see…welp daddy got some stuff for you and it’s gonna come tomorrow. You think you can not chew on your shirt or your lip till daddy gets your gift? It’s gonna help.” She nodded and she hugged Drew kissing his cheek. “I’m sorry daddy…” “Hey hey no tears, big girls don’t cry when they don’t do anything wrong. Now let’s get the dishes done and we can watch a movie ok?” She nodded and she wiped her little tear happy about the sudden movie night.

~

The next day, Drew was waiting for her to come home from the meeting they were having for staff for this weeks shows. He finished his practice so he was gonna wait for her like always but she said for him to go ahead since its more work. She came in the house sighing slow and her body very sore. Closing the door the familiar smell of sweets made her melt, and soon she opened her eyes seeing Drew coming from the kitchen. “If you want to regress you can baby, I made some sweets and your gift is on the counter.” She nodded and she went to the stairs to go and dress down so she can be comfortable, get the work smell away with a nice hot shower. After fixing herself up, she came down and she zoomed to the kitchen. “All better muffin?” She nodded darting her eyes as the box on the table. “Are those my things?” She asked low as Drew nodded. She opened the box and Drew saw her eyes light up, She saw it was a big box of fidget and teething toys. “I know your anxiety has been nothing you pumpkin, so Daddy felt like this would help. You can even take a toy to work so it wont stress you as bad.” She pulled out a teething toy with a string on it. A necklace she could wear, besides biting on her shirt. She put it over her neck and she immediately started to nite on the toy in satisfaction. “I’m glad I disinfected the toys.” Drew chuckled happy she’s enjoying the toy. “Thank you, so much Drew.” She smiled shedding tears after she took the toy out her mouth. Drew leaned over and wiped the tears from her cheek smiling. “You’re welcome pumpkin. I don’t like to see you stressed or unhappy. So I fixed it, and when ever you need help I’ll always be there to fix it.” He smiled and she kissed his hand rubbing her arm. “Now looked through them baby there’s like 30 in there don’t just stop at one.” She giggled as he removed his hand and she continued to look through the box in glee.

Drew soon had a phone call, looking at the caller ID he smirked and he walked out the kitchen letting his little know he has a call to take care of. “What’s up Roman?…A project?…” He got the details and looked at his little fidgeting with safe magnets giggling to herself as she slipped into her headspace safely. “Sure, But why am I the gloom and doom man?” He asked in protest.

“Alright Aright, I’ll play along. Ill fell like I would enjoy it, and so will pumpkin. Update me when your ready mister Kent.”

[ask-the-becile-boys]

Story. Seeya, Kid

Previous | Next

[ID: Fourteen digitally sketched panels in black and white.]

[Panel 1: Imani stands in front of Scratch and wipes the tears from her eye with the ball of her right hand. She says, "I know something didn't add up. I knew it! Thank you for bringing him home, Mister (ellipses) uh (ellipses)"]

[Panel 2: Scratch makes the ASL sign for "life" while looking appreciatively at The Skull, who looks back fondly, venting a bit of smoke. Scratch says, "This is The Skull. He saved my life. He's a good friend."]

[Panel 3: Imani leans to the side, looking past Scratch and raising a brow questioningly. She asks, "And (ellipses) them?"]

[Panel 4: From left to right, Dee, Riker, Hare, and The Jack stand by the side of the van, everyone except Dee waving. Dee is holding Tatters. Riker is smoking a cigarette, and Hare and The Jack are letting off clouds of smoke. Scratch says in overlay, "His family. My friends."]

[Panel 5: The Skull turns away, putting his hat back on, and says to Scratch, "We ought to get going. Take care of yourself, Royce." Scratch starts tearing up again.]

[Panel 6: Scratch lunges and hugs The Skull, who is slightly taken aback. SFX: -hug!-]

[Panel 7: The Skull hugs Scratch back, closing his eyes and looking sentimental. SFX: (ellipses) -hug-]

[Panel 8: The Skull walks away, smiling, an oily tear running down his face, and letting off smoke. Scratch, still teary, watches him go. No text.]

[Panel 9: Scratch makes the ASL sign for 'I love you.' He says, "Bye, guys. I love you."]

[Panel 10: There is light shading on this picture. Hare, The Skull, and The Jack stand side by side, smiling and smoking. Hare folds his arms and says, "Yeah (ellipses)"]

[Panel 11: There is light shading on this picture. Riker and Dee stand side by side, Riker taking his cigarette in hand to smile, Dee looking down at Tatters with a small smile and making her wave her paw. Hare says in overlay, "Seeya, kid."]

[Panel 12: Simple drawings of the five all looking perturbed. There is a lot of smoke coming from the three robots, who look toward the right of frame. Threee neighbors start shouting: "Hey, is there a (all caps) fire??" "Where's that smoke coming from?" "Should I call 911?!" Riker points over his shoulder with a thumb, brows lowered, and says, "Okaaay Everyone back in the van."]

[Panel 13: The Beciles' van takes off around the street corner with SFX: all caps screee, cartoonishly going up on the left side wheels to show how sharp the turn is. Imani says to Scratch, "You made some strange friends." Scratch says, "I did."]

[Panel 14: The back of the van, puttering away. Scratch says in overlay, "I hope (ellipses) No (ellipses) I know they'll be OK." End ID]

[skelobun]

I wanna be yours pt.6

Ellie x overachiever/artsy!reader

Summary: You’ve fully accepted your feelings for Ellie, but now you don’t know what to do about them.

Ft: loser lesbian ellie

Part 5

Not proofread

It’s Friday and you’re in you’re last period.

You’ve recovered from being sick, which you’re thankful for.

You’re so glad it’s Friday, considering that week felt 10x longer than usual.

You hear the bell ring and you get up from your desk, carrying your backpack. You hear Ellie call your name and you turn around to see her smiling.

“Glad you’re feeling ok” she says, smiling. You notice there’s some blush on her face that seems to be getting brighter by the second.

“Yeah.. same..” you say, feeling nervous.

There’s this silence that lingers for a few seconds. It’s not an awkward kind of silence, it’s more like you’re both trying to think of what to say to each other.

Finally, Ellie breaks this silence.

“Hey, wanna go.. uh..” she hesitates to ask for a second.

“Wanna hang out after school..?” she looks like she’s cringing after every word she says.

You nod right away without thinking.

She gives you a thumbs up before she quickly puts her hands down as if she regretted what she just did.

“Uh.. ill go pick you up later.. bye” she says before she quickly speed walks away.

You smile before walking towards your school’s front entrance and leaving.

[at your house]

You panic while you choose your outfit.

Ellie said she was gonna pick you up at 5:00 PM.

It’s already 4:34 PM and you still don’t know what to wear. You’re stressing out.

Finally, you find a cute sundress that you haven’t worn in a long time.

You quickly put it on, then you quickly style your hair before rushing downstairs and putting on your shoes.

You wait for Ellie while you sit on your front porch.

You check your phone.

4:56 PM.

You look up from your phone and see Ellie’s car.

She smiles at you and you hear her unlock her car.

You walk towards her car, nervously clutching onto your bag.

You sit in the passenger seat and smile at her.

You hear the familiar sound of 80’s rock music playing as soon as you get in the car.

You look at Ellie and she’s wearing her usual attire, a flannel and some jeans.

“Hey” she says, her hand on the steering wheel.

“Hey” you say back, smiling.

She smiles at you again before she starts driving.

“Where are we gonna go?” You ask her.

“It’s.. uh.. a secret” she seems so nervous as she talks, her voice shaking.

You can’t help but feel excited to see what Ellie had planned for you two.

“Can I try guessing?” You joke with her, smirking slightly.

She chuckles and nods before replying “sure, go ahead”

“You get three guesses” she says, continuing to drive.

You smile and then start thinking.

“Is it… a place where you can eat?”

She nods her head no.

You think again.

“Are a lot of people there?”

She nods her head no again.

You keep trying to think about more clues, then you finally think of another.

“Is it a place with scenery?”

She doesn’t nod her head no this time, so to you that’s a good sign.

About 15 minutes later, you two make it to a field.

You look at Ellie confused, she smiles and gets out the car.

You follow her out the car and you see her take things out of the trunk.

When you look closer at her hands, you see a basket and a blanket.

Once you see this, you realize that Ellie had planned a small picnic for the two of you.

The fact that it was just you two, alone, had made you nervous. You felt yourself blush.

You follow Ellie to a spot that she must’ve chosen beforehand.

She hands you the basket and gently places the blanket on the ground. She sits on the blanket and motions for you to sit next to her.

You smile and sit next to her, placing the basket in front of you.

“This place is nice…” You tell her.

She doesn’t say anything to you and simply just stares at you, smiling lovingly.

You look back at her and blush before quickly looking away again.

You can feel your palms sweat from how nervous you are.

“So… i just baked some cake..” she gently grabbed the basket and opens it to reveal some cupcakes.

“They’re not the best, but I just wanted to give you something” she smiles.

You blush and then slowly grab a cupcake from the basket.

It may have not have been the best cupcake you’ve had, but it was sweet to you that Ellie was willing to try to bake for you.

“Thank you, Ellie..” you say, smiling.

You guys continue to stare at each other in silence, not knowing what to say.

“So…” Ellie breaks the silence.

“I brought you out here because…” she seems to be extremely nervous and unable to finish her sentence.

“Because I wanted to tell you something..” she looks away from you and blushes.

“I.. ok so basically..” she seems to be hesitating.

“Ever since I met you…” she saying, fidgeting with her fingers.

“Ever since we were younger.. I’ve loved you..” she blushes bright red as she admits it.

You blush almost as much as she did.

“I’ve loved you all this time. Since the day we’ve met, I’ve loved you. There wasn’t a moment that went by where I didn’t think about you” she looks back up at you.

You look at her with widened eyes.

“I was the one who told our art teacher to pair us up” she sighed.

You smile.

“I know you probably don’t like me that way.. but-“

You cut her off as you gently placed your lips on hers.

You feel Ellie’s warm hands cup your face as you two kiss.

You can’t help but feel even more nervous than ever.

You feel your heart beat faster and faster, before you gently pull away.

Final part of this series (finally.)

@gold-dustwomxn you asked me to tag you in the next part so here you go!

[dreamyautumns]

G/T KALIM GCS PLEASE !!

Ok!! I can do that!

Requested by Anon! Giant!Kalim and Tiny!Y/N🧡

“Ready Y/N?”

“Ready!”

You stand at the edge of Scarabia’s tallest tower and it’s window, overlooking the golden sands beneath you. You then spread your arms and prepare yourself.

“Three, two, one!”

Fwoosh!

The warm, desert air shoots past you as you free fall from the tower. Your heart was pounding, but instead of hitting the ground, warm, soft hands caught you.

“Made it! You ok?” a friendly voice asks. You look up and nod at the brilliant red eyes admiring you.

“Mhm! Thank you, Kalim-san!”

The giant who had caught you was your House Warden, Kalim. He smiled brightly at you as he set you down on the ground before him.

“That was close! I’m glad you trusted me, though. You’re not hurt, are ya?” Kalim asks. You shake your head in reply.

“Nope! I’m all good!” You give him a hearty grin, to which he beams back.

“Man, we’ve been doing a lot of fun stuff today! Sure is hot out here, though,” Kalim breathes. He gently huddles over you to shelter you from the desert heat. You thank him and pull out your water bottle.

“It’s Scarabia; it’s always gonna be hot here, silly!”

Kalim chuckles. “Yeah, I know… you should feel how hot it gets back at my home! The Land of Scalding Sands is so warm!”

You wipe sweat off your face. “There’s places in my world that are super hot, too. Especially in places like the desert.”

“Luckily you have me to shield you from that sun!” Kalim exclaims. He gently rubs your head with his thumb and smiles.

“Is your back burning? Will you be ok?” you ask in concern.

“Of course! No need to worry about me. I’ll always be fine.”

“Tell that to Jamil,” you snicker. Kalim sighs, blowing warm air in your face.

“Oh boy, if Jamil sees what we did today, we’d get the scolding of our life!”

“See what?”

Jamil’s voice came out from the dorm. Kalim turns and gasps while you hide in the crevice if his hand. You give Jamil a playful wave, to which he rolls his eyes and walks up to you.

“YOU need to go back to your dorm. And Kalim needs to get to his next House Warden meeting.”

“Oh shoot, that’s today?!” Kalim asks, concerned. He quickly gets up and looks down at the two of you. “Thanks for the heads up! Bye!” He then runs around the dorm, his footsteps jostling the ground beneath you.

“KALIM! Don’t run, or you’ll trample someone!” Jamil shouts after him. You can’t help but stifle a giggle. The Vice House Warden glares at you.

“Get. Out.”

You nod and laugh in response as Jamil walks inside.

As you pass the students on the way to the mirror chamber, you see Kalim preparing to drink a shrinking potion.

“Bye, Kalim-san!” you call and wave to him. Kalim smiles and waves back.

“Bye Y/N!!”

[crazyco0tz]

{complimenting xdinary heroes}

Warning: spelling errors, slight insecurity

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Pt.2

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*he loves hearing your compliments anywhere at anytime, not I front of people tho cuz he will get embarrassed but you know what I mean

* your normally in the comfort of your own home when u bombard him with compliments, he will normally come up behind you and hug you, which is his way of asking for love, you always end up complimenting him while he hugs you which is a bonus for him

* “I know what your gunna do Seungmin” You tease while u feel his eyes on you, “hm, fine u caught me. I just wanna hug you know” you giggle “I know you want more than just a cuddle” you turn around to look him in the eye, “Cmon pretty boy admit it you just want my praise huh?” He groans in defeat while wrapping himself on your back “something wrong?” You question, he hides his face before speaking up “just have a lot of self doubt I guess.

*you obviously comfort hun the second those words left his lips, praise his skill his looks and his personality for atleast 30 minutes while watch him stare at the ground with a small smile and pink cheek. “Thank you y/n… that made me feel a lot better about myself..” “you deserve is darling” you speak in a soft tone while holding his hands in yours.

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* “don’t hide now baby I have alot more compliments still” you tease, you guys were in the studio, you watched him practice and you praise him when he needs it but the praise got a little to much for him

* “your just saying that” you hear him whisper through his hands, “no Han I’m not just saying it! Your so talented and cmon now your such a cutie!! I don’t know what I did to deserve you” you praise while rubbing the back of his hand with your thumb

*which only made it worse he is so red and so embarrassed over how easy you fluster him, but he’s polite so he let out small thank yous with every compliment you throw at him, he loves your compliments more than anything even if they make his giggle none stop or turn red

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*hes a silly one ok, he can’t take a compliment for you without kicking and giggling, but if he is relaxed he loves it more, he loves laying in your arming listening to your voice praising him to death

* “and that pretty hair for yours…your perfect joo, your perfect for me..” you say before getting drowsy yourself, but he is wide awake, hearing u say he is perfect make him shake with happiness but he didn’t wanna disturb you but he can’t contain he laughing either… “oh and your laugh is music to my ears baby..” you mumble a lot with a few more compliments about how handsome he is n such while he lays there with the biggest smile ever slowly falling asleep. You both had an amazing nap and when he wakes up he replays all your compliments until u wake up to give more

Sorry this is short I rlly needed to get something out!! I have not reactions coming tho including fake texts!! Bye sweeties!!

[maladaptive-day-dreams]

okay but thinking robin thoughts that i have to share with you...IMAGINE getting fucked by coworker!robin in the back of family video. her hand over your mouth to hold in the sinful moans that come from your lips as she fucks you through multiple orgasms??? "gotta be quiet for me baby. we wouldn't want anyone to catch us like this hm?"

ANYWAY-

RUDE OF YOU TO SEND THIS WHEN I WAS ON MY WAY OUT TODAY BC IVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT IT ALL DAY AND NSKDEHRHBS

pls send more things for my Robin brain rot

HERES SOME FILTH FOR YOU (smut under da cut, 18+ MINORS DNI! (fingering, multiple orgasms))

OK BYE IM GOING TO BED NOW PLS ENJOY

She’s got you pinned right next to the locked breakroom door so she can hear if the bell on the front door rings or if Steve yells for help with re-shelving things. One hand on your mouth to keep you quiet while the other is two fingers deep in your sopping cunt, thumb rubbing tight circles on your clit. She’s towering over you, breath hot on your forehead as she watches her hand move beneath the short little skirt you wore to bring her her forgotten lunch. Your panties are tucked in her back pocket and your head is tilted up, eyes closed in a beautiful mix of ecstasy and overstimulation.

You shake your head no, eyes opening all teary as you silently beg her to pause so you can breathe. She moves her fingers in and out of you just a bit faster causing you to gasp and moan into her hand, your thighs trying to tense around her other hand to keep her where she is.

“Gotta be quiet for me baby. Wouldn’t want someone to catch us like this hm?”

She pushes another finger in and rubs your clit even faster as she tries to get you to the edge. You’re trying to cave in on yourself, knot in your stomach coiling tighter and tighter. She knows you’re close so she replaces her hand with her mouth and swallows your scream as you cum around her fingers for the fourth time that afternoon. The kiss is all teeth and tongue and warm as your cunt continues to clench around her fingers that help you ride through your orgasm.

Your breathing slows and she pulls away, resting her forehead on yours as she slowly and softly pulls her hand from between your legs and licks away your release from her fingers.

Robin kisses your forehead before walking over to the sink in the breakroom and washing her hands and then wets a paper towel. She returns to you and kneels, running the wet towel up your leg to clean up the cum that made its way down from your first three orgasms and then softly runs it up and down your abused pussy. You whine and wobble on your legs earning a sweet kiss to each thigh before Robin stands up and pressed a chaste kiss to your red and bitten lips.

“I think that’s a record,” she smiles at you. “Four in my 30 minute lunch break.”

You whine, sore and overstimulated, “you didn’t even eat your lunch.”

“No I ate dessert first,” she smirks reminding you of how this started—with your back on the breakroom table and her mouth on your pussy, licking and sucking at your clit drawing out your first release of the afternoon with you biting your hand to keep the moans in—the lunch you brought her forgotten on the counter. You tried to sneak out after that first one but she caught you by the door and fucked three more orgasms out of you with her fingers. Praising you and thanking you for bringing her her lunch while her thumb ran around your clit and her fingers made you see stars.

She kisses you one more time just as the bell on the front door rings letting you know a customer has finally made an appearance.

“See you at home,” she smiles, unlocking the door and making her way out of the breakroom before you.

You take a few deep breaths and leave the breakroom a few minutes later. You pass by Steve, who shoots you a smirk that makes you blush and walk just that much faster. You forget your missing panties until you get to your car and sit down, shock shooting up your spine as your bare pussy rubs on the cold leather, and smile on the drive home thinking about what to do for Robin for dinner that’ll get you in a similar—or opposite—position as lunch.