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good afternoon to everyone, but the people doing yard work directly under my window when i have to work twelve hours tonight.
#AAAAAAND I HAVE TO DRIVE TWO & A HALF HOURS AFTER MY SHIFT!!!#okay imma try to go back to sleep#mobile
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Some Christian popped up on my dashboard this Easter, and I'm still unsure how. Their post detailed the story of Jesus and the "historical facts" of the situation. While I'm not a theology major or anything. I do have enough well-researched information to disprove multiple of their claims (such as the Bible being written within 25 years of the events they describe)
But. As soon as they are confronted with facts that do not align with their beliefs, it's like they stick their fingers in their ears and start sob-screaming "LALALALALALALALA" so they can't register anymore. It's kinda horrifying how quickly they shut down, and their minds flip into a feedback loop.
No matter what you say. What tone you use. The wording used- it doesn't matter. As soon as they realize they can't refute what you're saying, and that what you're saying shakes any core pillar of their belief system- it becomes not a "hey, maybe I should do some more research to back up my claims and/or find the actual truth" but instead a "you won't even CONSIDER my position why is it so scary huh??? You scared Jesus is real and I'm right???? What's so scary about the lord Jesus christ????"
My guy. Nothing. Absolutely nothing is shaking, shocking, or new that you are saying. I'm actively telling you that you need to try harder, because your "proof" takes logical leaps so fucking wide, I'm convinced you've fallen INTO that gap.
Idk, interactions like this remind me of how thankful I am to not be wrapped up in this circular logic bullshit. I'm so glad I had the brain power as a child to see how much horse shit adults were hawking at me.
I mean. My whole journey out of Christianity started because of how these people are. I looked around at family, at friends, at respected leaders, and asked why every reason they pointed to sucked so damn hard. You ask a simple question- "what proof do we have on our side? What can I use in this spiritual war against the enemies to show them they are wrong and the church is right?"
Suddenly, you get told to shut up. Some of the bolder ones tried to convince me- there's science behind it. Here's a creationist website. There's history behind it. Here's the bible- The same book we are trying to prove is the written word of God. Here's apologetics. They all point to the Bible and blind faith. Stories aren't grounded in reality. The creation scientists lie. The supposed Christian historians destroy context for artifacts so they can buy and trade religiously important museum-worthy archeology finds. Christian parents want to ban books. My church doesn't want me reading anything other than the approved list. Why do you have so many questions kid? Just stop asking. It's making everyone uncomfortable. Just have faith. Just stop asking, you don't need to know, leave it in God's hands, have faith. Stop asking questions. Why would you question that? God said it, it's true. That's how this works- hey! Wait! Why don't you want to listen to this Sundays sermon? It has the truth you seek. It doesn't matter that the pastor is raving about his own politics again. Maybe you should just try a different church- hey, why do you have questions again? Maybe this isn't the denomination for you. Everyone knows baptists are a little crazy. Try seventh day adventist teachings. Not for you? Did you grow up catholic? I'm sure you just didn't find the right truth. I guess you aren't trying hard enough. Wow I can't believe you're such a non-believer. I can't believe you've lost faith. Why so many fucking questions? Again. Just look at the Bible. No stupid. Not THAT bible. The other version is the correct version. Hey why do you keep asking questions-
#anyways i was a little autistic kid who was SO religious#it was a special journey for me. you really cant say i didnt try literally everything to understand and have faith#i did the work! and sorry but your religion has jack and shit !#it would be cool if more christians actually spent time reading the real confirmed history weve been able to uncover#because while we cannot prove god or jesus as a divine being. we have a lot of cool historical stuff surrounding some of the events depicted#and thats neat!!!!!#but again christians like to point at the smallest thing and take it as the single pillar to prove god is real#like okay debra. just because the bible depicts bread and bread is real doesnt mean the bible is automatically 100% true#i also use real things in my fiction stories. that doesnt make sky whales and mermaids real tho just because i wrote it#anyways imma stop ranting about stupid shit and go back to sleep
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Favourite flower
Full Masterlist Lando Norris Masterlist
Pairing: Lando Norris x Fem!reader
Summary: You love orchids..it could even be an addiction.
Warnings: swearing! Bad language, reader is upset and cries! (Please tell me if I missed any?!!!)
It was a known thing that you absolutely adored orchids. They were your favourite flower in the whole world and you would quite literally look after them like your babies.
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“Okay now turn the chat on” lando explained to max and he rolled his eyes “how do I do that?”
“You press the button.” Lando said throwing his hands up losing his patience “what button?! There’s a lot to pick from!” Max argued and you gave the camera a tired look from their stupid arguments, they honestly sounded like an old married couple sometimes.
“Just let me do it-“ lando huffed as he pressed it and the chat started swarming with comments, “Jesus Christ how am I supposed to read all that?” Max said laughing and lando shook his head with a smile as he continued to try to fix the mic stand.
“Thank you for the sub Kelly5608…who’s that?” Max read out from the chat “that’s y/n guys she’s chilling” max smiled as you gave the camera a wave from his sofa.
User1: who is that in the background?
User2: OMG Y/N WE SAW YOUR ORCHIDSSSSS
User3: congrats on your win y/n!
User4: what orchids did you get for winning your race?!
User5: NOT MAX AND LANDO ARGUING AGAIN LMAO
Max scrolled up as he tried to read the comments “they’re all asking about your new orchid y/n” max smiled as he looked over to you “oh yeah! I was going to post her today but forgot! Hang on imma go get her!” You gasped with a squeal as you jumped up and ran out the room to go grab the flower.
“She loves orchids guys..the house is full of them.” Max chuckled and lando grinned “they all have names too”
“Here she is! Shes pink with SPOTSSSSS! I haven’t got a name for her yet though..” you beamed as you showed the camera your new orchid.
“How many have you got now?” Lando asked with a smile at your excitement. “Uh…12”
“Why do you like them so much?” Max asked and you shrugged “they’re just so pretty..” you said touching the petals of your flower in awe.
Lando wrapped his arm around your stomach and pulled you to him “max everything’s okay now, I think.” Lando said as he gestured to his set up.
“Thanks mate..are you guys staying in the background?” Max asked and lando looked up to you to see what you wanted to do, “mhm..yeah I’m gonna go put my orchid back first though” you said as you put a hand through landos hair before leaving again.
Lando huffed with a moody face as max thanked his subs.
User1: why’s lando so annoyed?
User2: lando looks so mad
Lando read the chat as he waited for you, “guys I’m tired..I’m not annoyed” Lando said not noticing you behind him making him jump a bit. “He’s tired..my grouchy boy” you smirked teasing him.
Lando grabbed his phone and sat on the sofa, pulling you on top of him making you giggle “can we sleep?” Lando asked tiredly and you nodded into his chest as he played with your hair.
“Lando and y/n are dead asleep guys..” max said as he looked behind him “i think he’s actually drooling…yeah he’s drooling” max laughed to himself as he stood up and took a picture before sneakily sitting back in his chair again “I can use that for blackmail now” max smirked with a devil laugh.
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“Okay…chat can you hear me? Can you hear us?” Max asked into the mic whilst lando checked the monitor was working. “Okay..they can hear us.”
“Now let’s call ria” max said as he clicked his tongue, “max? Lando? Can you hear me? I can hear you.” She said through her headset and max smiled “we can hear you”
You were snuggled up in lando’s arms, playing a game on his phone.
“Is y/n there?” Ria asked and max looked over to lando.
“Yeah but she can’t hear you” max said and that perked your interest as you lifted your head and looked up at max and lando confused.
Lando bit back his grin “He’s talking about ria.” Lando explained and you nodded as you laid your head back down on his chest, lando stroking his hand up and down your back under your his hoodie.
“Is she gonna stay there?” Ria asked and max shook his head. Max poked lando on the head catching his attention.
Max silently gestured to you and lando nodded, “baby? Is it okay if you lay somewhere else?” Lando asked and you whined “why…m’comfy here.”
“Because I need to have room for the game we’re playing” Lando said and you huffed “fine…”
You got up and took landos phone with you still playing whatever game had your attention, “Kiss?” Lando grabbed your wrist gently stopping you and you smiled before giving him a small kiss, before walking off to your bedroom.
“Okay she’s gone.” Max whispered into his mic “you don’t need to whisper you muppet.” Lando rolled his eyes with a laugh.
“Okay. So how are we planning this surprise then?” Max asked.
“Right..so I have a list of all the things she likes here-“ ria said but lando interrupted “we already got her some orchids by the way”
“Great, That’s off the list then.” Ria smiled as she scratched it off her notes.
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landonorris: Y/n’s surprise from me and max…. She has been blocked from this post btw so don’t tag her lol
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User1: omg where to find a man like lando?
User2: literalllyyyyyy
User3: omg this is so fucking cute
User4: what’s this about?
User5: y/n won the Grand Prix and lando and max did a whole stream making a surprise for her
maxfewtrell: we was in that garden centre for hours.
landonorris: hours.
Maxverstappen1: remember her birthday?
landonorris: god don’t remind me, it’s so hard to get her presents
Carlossainz: You didn’t get her that pink one did you?
landonorris: yeah I did
Carlossainz: Dude. You said I could get her that one?!
landonorris: snooze ya lose
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Ginge and Ethan flew out to Monaco to ‘to train and eat like lando for 24 hours’
“Woah! Are these y/n’s orchids?” Ethan asked when he saw the windowsill filled with them, two hanging down either side.
“Mh? Oh yeah- that’s just some of them, the rest are in our bedroom” lando said with a little laugh.
“These are just some? There’s 1..2..3…8!” Ginge exclaimed as he counted them.
“What’re you talking about?” You smiled as you walked in to the kitchen right on time.
“Your orchids” lando smiled as he placed a kiss on your head and you gasped happily.
“Be prepared…they have names.” Lando whispered to them both before you began rambling. Lando giggled to himself as he ate his breakfast.
“This one is called pineapple! Because it looks like a pineapple and this one is called leafy-“ you smiled as you showed them both all your orchids and they were shocked when you told them how long you had them all..
“How many have died?” Ginge asked “only one out of..twelve” you said and he nodded “I thought these were hard to look after?”
“They say that but I’m not an expert” you shrugged “what’s the oldest you have then? Or the first one you got?” Ethan asked and you squealed excitedly.
“It’s one of my favourites..it’s called leafy and I’ve had it since I was 14 so…seven years nearly eight” you said and they both gasped “Jesus Christ- how long do they live?”
“Some live up to 20+ years but I haven’t had any that long to determine that yet” you smiled
“Anyway you better eat your breakfast before your workout” you said as you remembered their plan for today.
“I guess I know what to get her for her next birthday” ginge laughed and lando shook his head “No. No more orchids.”
“What?” You said sadly and he smirked “only kidding…I luv em- they remind me of you” he smiled as he pulled you into his embrace and you laughed “well in that case…I want a red one” you grinned.
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You sat on the sofa with lando and Carlos for post-race interview questions.
“First of all congratulations on your win y/n-“ the interviewer smiled and you smiled back “thank you”
“My question is, so it’s very known that you love your orchids-“ the interviewer grinned and you giggled nodding your head “you could say that again” Carlos laughed
“Are you expecting any after this win? I remember your last win and might I say you got a lot” the interviewer smiled and you nodded “I don’t expect any, but I would love them” you answered.
“And might I ask why you love them so much?” The man asked and you thought for a moment “I can’t really say? I just do? Ever since I was gifted my first one I’ve just fell in love with them.” You smiled at the memory.
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“Alright, max! We’re leaving now” you said as lando grabbed his bag “alright see you later” max smiled
“Water my orchids yeah?” You said pointing a finger at him sternly and he nodded with a smile.
“60 ml of water, boil the rice water- oh! And only on the weekend! Once a week!” You listed off as lando dragged you out the house.
“I will! Now go. leave!” Max chuckled as he shut the door.
A week later
Max poured the boiled water exactly too 60ml in the jug and walked over to your orchids and began watering them until he got to your favourite and in his opinion his favourite too, the light blue orchid.
The rarest out of all of your collection, it was a gift from lando after winning your first race and he had asked you to be his girlfriend. You had named it lucky.
He poured in the water and did a double take when he saw the flowers had shrivelled up and gone brown. “Oh my fucking god.” He muttered under his breath.
“Oh fuck. Shit-“ he cursed as he reached out to touch one of the shrivelled flowers but it fell off from his touch. “Ah- shit!” He swore as he began pacing.
“Fuck i killed it. It’s dead. Oh my god.” He panicked to himself and jumped when his phone lit up.
He hesitantly walked over to his phone and scrunched his face when he saw it was lando.
Lando: we just landed and y/n wants me to tell you to only do 60ml lol
Max bounced his leg anxiously as he sat down looking at his phone, he overcome his anxiety and hit press on the call button next to landos name.
Lando answered his phone confused, “max?”
“Lando- I uh- promise you won’t yell at me.” Max said quietly and lando stiffened catching your attention. “What did you do.” Lando asked and max breathed out.
“Is y/n there? Can she hear me?” Max asked and lando sighed, “y/n? I’m gonna go somewhere quieter okay?” He asked and you nodded.
“Alright I’m alone. What happened?” Lando asked worried
“Promise you won’t be mad…” max said and lando huffed “max. Just get it out.”
“I killed y/n’s orchid”
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“Lando?”
“Oh my fucking god.” Lando shut his eyes and scrunched his face.
“I didn’t mean to! I didn’t even do anything! It’s just brown and wilted and dead.” Max blurted in a panic.
“How are you gonna tell her?” Lando asked and max went silent “I thought you was going to! That’s why I called you!” Max argued and lando scoffed.
“Yeah well I’m not the one who killed it. Wait what one is it?” Lando asked and max bit his lip anxiously.
“The blue one….”
“OH MY F-“ lando whisper shouted as he slapped his hand to his face.
“Oh my god she’s gonna be so upset. Fuck. We can’t tell her yet, we’ll tell her after qualifying” Lando said and max sighed “fuck I feel so bad”
“Max I’ve gotta go- she’s coming” Lando said before hanging up.
“What was that about?” You asked and lando quickly lied “he needed help to connect to the wifi”
“That’s max for you” you laughed and he nodded with a fake smile “yeah- yeah it is.” Lando said through gritted teeth.
After qualifying
You had come second in qualifying, lando came first.
“Baby..I uhm- I need to talk to you and you need to promise me you won’t be mad” Lando said seriously and you instantly grew worried, “w-what is it?”
“So- uh- I don’t know how to say this but…max accidentally killed your orchid….” Lando said as he held your hand and you physically paled.
“Which one?” You asked with widened eyes and he took a breath “the blue one…” Lando said and you gasped and felt tears prick your eyes.
You know people would say how stupid it is to cry over a flower but it’s not just a flower. It was the orchid lando got your for winning your first race and it was the night he asked you to be his girlfriend that he gave it to you, and he had picked the colour blue 1. Because of how rare it is and everyone struggled to get a hold of it and 2. Because the colour reminded you of someone meaningful to you.
“Baby..” Lando said softly as he wrapped you in his arms “w-why did h- he k-kill it” you whimpered as you wiped your tears.
Oscar walked over to you both but lando quickly gestured to him to leave and Oscar nodded awkwardly before leaving.
“I- I wanna go back home” you whimpered and lando nodded as he rocked you both side to side.
“Alright..we can go back home baby” lando muttered into your hair as he rested his chin on top of your head.
“Can you carry me?” You asked and he gave you a sad smile nodding “hop on baby” Lando said as he bent down and you hopped onto his back, wrapping your arms over his shoulders and burying your head into the crack of his neck.
He felt awful. He could feel some stray tears dropping onto his neck and shirt.
He carried you through the paddock up to his car. You got off his back silently and sat in the front passenger seat looking down at you hands.
You pulled your hood up and lando felt so bad, he knew how much your orchids meant to you especially the blue one.
“Im sorry baby..” Lando said sadly, stroking your thigh with his free hand.
The jet home was silent for you, lando had given you his headphones and you sat on his lap you face buried in his neck and his arms wrapped around you.
He knew his headphones were noise cancelling so when Oscar asked him what had happened he sighed and explained what happened to him.
“Actually that reminds me- max was supposed to message me…” lando said as he grabbed his phone from the table, he could feel your breathing slow and little snores from you so he knew you had fallen asleep.
Max: is she okay?
Lando: she’ll be okay, how did you kill it?
Max: I didn’t! It just died! I swear! I’ve never killed her orchids before when I looked after them.
Lando: I know I just find it weird since it’s a couple years old now? It should’ve been fine.
Max: I feel awful.
Lando: she’ll forgive you don’t worry
Max: I hope so
Lando sighed as he shut his phone off, “are you sure it’s dead?” Oscar asked and lando nodded. “Max said its flowers have all fallen off and gone brown” Lando said tiredly and Oscar furrowed his brows.
“Doesn’t that happen when they wilt though? They usually die when the leaves go?” Oscar asked and lando pouted his lips confused “how do you know so much about orchids?”
“Y/n” Oscar said with a little laugh.
Once you got home
You had hopped onto landos back again, your face nuzzled in his neck. “Please don’t be mad at max baby, he didn’t mean to kill it” Lando said and you sighed sadly.
“I won’t I’m just upset.”
“I know.” Lando said as he rubbed small circles on the back of your leg, holding you up.
Max opened the door hesitantly, scared of your anger and sadness towards him but it didn’t come.
You hopped off of landos back and quickly walked inside to go look at your favourite flower but you paused when you saw it.
“Y/n…I- Im Sorry” max said quietly and lando bit his lip as he leaned against the wall watching you.
“Wait? I’m confused? Where’s my blue orchid?” You asked and max furrowed his brows pointing to the flower you was looking at.
“You said it was dead?” You said and max and lando looked at each other even more confused.
“Oh my god. You fucking scared me! It’s not dead you guys! It’s just wilted” you gasped in relief and max held his chest in relief.
“Wait so you’re telling me it’s alive?” Max asked and you nodded “oh thank fuck.”
“So you panicked us the whole time and it was alive?” Lando said and max nodded with an awkward tight lipped smile.
“Oh my god I’m so happy you’re alive lucky…” you exclaimed as you cradled the flower in your arms.
“Max is never looking after you again.” You half-teased and max looked at the floor embarrassed
“I said I was sorry! How was I supposed to know it wasn’t dead?” Max argued and you rolled your eyes.
“It doesn’t matter now. I just wanna sleep, I’m tired and my body hurts” you said tiredly since you and lando had literally just come back from qualifying.
“C’mon baby, let’s go to bed” Lando smiled holding his hand out for you which you took.
“Night max! Don’t go on any more killing sprees!” Lando teased and laughed when he heard max yell back “shut up lando”
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Lando’s story updated
User1: THANK GOD
User2: OUR MASCOT IS OKAY! OUR BABY IS OKAY!
MercedesF1: thank god! You nearly gave the whole grid a panic attack! Shame on you max.
maxfewtrell: I said I was sorry 😔 no need to call me out like that
User3: I’m so lost. who is lucky?
User4: Lucky is y/n’s orchid
User5: lucky is our baby*
maxfewtrell: I apologise to all the lando and y/n fans…
landonorris: Get outta my comment section
User10: you better
User11: What did you do max?!
User12: how do you accidentally kill but not kill a flower?
User13: max our cute little murderer
User14: ^^ very mindful, very demure, very cutesy
User6: lando and y/n are so cuteeee
User7: what happened tho? She looked so upset
maxverstappen1: you gave me a mini heart attack when I read everyone’s tweets saying lucky died
georgerussell: I nearly died when I saw the tweets
User15: BRO WHO IS LUCKY?!
User16: lucky is y/n’s orchid
mclaren: so glad everyone is A-okay! 👌🏻
Carlossainz: I nearly dropped my phone when I saw fans tweets
User8: AHHH MY FAV COUPLE
User9: ITS *SHIPNAME*
I hope you enjoyed reading lol - this is in honour of my favourite flower
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i had dream about this lol. reader is naive/innocent/virgin, they know about sex but not much about masturbation. reader tells joel that they’ve been having this problem at night (usually) where they get all hot and achey down there. joel’s like well i know a way you can fix that feeling!! hopefully this isn’t too outrageous, i just love perv!joel lololll
Aches
900 / Joel x virgin!Reader / joel master
✨ prequel: fires | sequel: thoughts
WARNINGS: I8+ mdni, big girthy age gap (20/50s) only one sleeping bag. fingering, grinding. mention of Joel being a girl dad.
You can't sleep. You scoot your lower body forward and away from Joel's crotch.
"You okay, sweetie?"
Not really, but you don't know how to talk to him about it. You’ve been sharing a sleeping bag with Joel ever since yours was lost in a scuffle. Joel's is big enough for both of you, but barely. You’re settled in against him with your head on his bicep trying to get to sleep, but he was poking into you again, and it makes you ache. The feeling between your legs is so distracting, so overwhelming you can't sleep.
It seizes you and won’t let you relax, but you don’t know what to do about it. You’re a grown woman, of course you’ve tingled before, felt the warmth between your legs, thought about sex, hoped to have it one day. But this aching, throbbing feeling worries you. It’s so beyond anything you’ve ever felt before. It's extreme and sometimes it hurts. You worry something has happened to you from sleeping so rough, not having the right products people used to have for their periods.
The feeling is at its worst when his dick gets hard and presses up against you. That makes you suspect it's sexual. But you never learned how to get yourself off, and it's too late now.
"Um, yeah," you whisper. "I'm okay."
You squirm uncomfortably and dig a hand between your legs just to stay there.
"What's wrong honey?"
You sigh. "I just feel funny, that's all. You can't help. It's girl stuff."
"Now, hold on. Gimme some credit. I was a girl dad remember? You havin' cramps?" He gently rubs your lower belly, making the throbbing between your legs even worse.
"No, not like that," you groan.
He lifts his head up and gets more serious. "What's goin' on, sweetie? Where's it hurt?"
Your face burns as you start to try to tell him. "In the front between my legs."
His breath hitches. "What's it feel like?"
"It just aches and tingles and feels like a lot of pressure."
He inhales deeply. "Anything else that goes with it?"
"I get wet," you say. "But I don't think it's like normal. This is really a lot, and I'm afraid something's wrong."
He's quiet for a moment. "Nothin's wrong with you, baby," he murmurs. "Imma try somethin', okay? Tell me if this makes it worse or better."
"Okay." You're desperate. Plus, you've been traveling with him for weeks and you're past the point of modesty.
He nestles in behind you and grinds his hard cock into your ass. "Worse or better?"
"Worse, worse."
"Okay, now we know what the problem is. It's just tension, baby. Built up pressure. Your body's reactin' to mine."
"Okay. . ."
"Just gotta relieve that pressure. It's okay, we all do it. I can give ya some space if ya want"
Your heart rate speeds up. He must assume you know how. "I don't do that," you whisper.
"Ya gotta. Not gonna go away on its own, sweetie."
"I never figured out how. maybe something's wrong with me"
"Nothin's wrong with ya sweetie." He's quiet for a moment then he strokes your abdomen reassuringly. His hand finds yours between your legs. "Want some help?" He asks.
"Um, alright."
You move your hand out of the way and Joel's replaces it, first feeling you over your underwear. He whistles silently when he feels how wet you are. Then he slides his hand into your waistband. "This okay?"
"Yeah."
He backs up and urges you to lie down flat on your back. His hand wedges between your thighs and you move them apart, making space. He watches you watch his hand. He bypasses your clit to wetten his fingers with your arousal. "This okay?" He asks and you nod.
His middle finger prods at your entrance "can I go in?" You nod again.
He scoots up and presses his hard cock into your hip as he swirls his finger, then inserts it to the first knuckle and your mouth falls open with the intrusion. "Real tight," he mutters.
"What's that mean?"
"Nothin', baby."
He proceeds to insert his whole finger, then adds another. He slides his fingers through your folds then finds your clit and begins to rub wet circles. "Tell me when it feels right," he says.
He tries a few angles, speeds, and techniques until one really hits the spot and you say "that."
"Good girl."
He rubs you just how you like. "Now if you wanna touch your nipple or somethin', sometimes that helps, too."
You slide a hand under your shirt and lightly caress your breast. You feel your lower belly heating up, you're getting more tense but also feeling so good with his hand between your legs. He grinds himself into you as he fingers you and watches your spine begin to arch.
"Come on, sweetie. Let it happen."
You whine from the pressure. "Joel, I - I don't know how"
"Sure ya do, baby just let go, let it happen," his voice is soothing and low.
You whine again and pinch your eyes shut.
"I know baby, you're almost there;"
A few more strokes and you see stars. You ride massive waves of pleasure and relief. It feels so good you cry.
"Shhh, it's okay, baby. I got you." He caresses your face. "You're okay, I got you, sweetie." He presses a kiss to your temple.
SEQUEL: Thoughts
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Thank you so much for reading. I always love your comments 🥹🙏
If you're into innocent readers, there's more where this came from. . . My ongoing series Left in Lincoln has an innocent, naive, virgin reader. And my master list has a virgin section lol.
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#joel miller x reader#joel miller smut#joel miller drabble#joel miller fic#pedro pascal fic#perv!joel miller#dark!joel miller#pedro pascal#pervy!joel miller#pedro pascal smut#toxicanonymity ☠️
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A/N; hey yall im sorry this took so long but i’ve been so busy with life. i have this and so much more to give you guys. MY REQUESTS ARE OPENNNN BTW GOSH. and imma make a part 2 to this i just didn’t wanna let it get toooo long and also i wanna force myself to write more…writers block kicking my ASS and i have literally NOOOO ideas💔 but here yall go.<3
synopsis;you go on your little date with constance, he gets you everything you like just for you to say your scared to trust him. that’s okay, he knows just the way to get you more confident with him.
W/C; 2.1k
Your back aches as you sit up from the bed, stretching out your aching muscles. you definitely slept wrong. you look at your phone and see that it’s 8:34 and you groan.
you hated waking up early, even if it was 8. so you get up (unfortunately) and go to your bathroom to start getting ready. You brush your teeth and fix your hair in a way so you can wash your face
You quickly finish your morning routine and go to your walk in closet and find something cute to wear, putting on your favorite smell.
your phone lights up with a text from connie and you’re quick to go grab it to talk a lil shit. i mean he was trying to take you out today right? might aswell give him a taste of the attitude he’s gonna have to deal with!
you decide to try and get a little information out of him about whatever he’s gonna try and have you doing.
you truly feel like he flaked on the shopping thing, you knew you were spoiled and were just fine with that. but you were shocked with his answer!
a little part inside of you tingles as you read that text imagining him saying it in his voice and you have to snap yourself out of your daze to reply to his text.
you tell him how he’ll just have to keep reminding you and he hearts the text. you go downstairs to see your caterer setting your plate and you thank her.
you scroll on your phone as you eat the breakfast prepared for you and your fathers comes out of his room all suited up ready to go.
“hi my little flower.” he says as he comes and kisses your forehead “hey da how did you sleep?” “not much sleep i had work to finish up on, where are you going today?”
you blush thinking about having to tell your father you’re going on a date with a man you only met last night. “i’m goin on a date da” “hm. with who?”
your father goes on to ask many questions about the person you’re going on a date with while you get an incoming call from none other than connie himself.
“hold on daddy” you mumble as you quickly get up giving him a kiss on his cheek as you walk into the livingroom to take your call.
“hi constance, what’s up”
“damn ma. you don’t listen to me at all, but what’s ya address so i can come pick you up?”
“oh i live at {address} “
“mmm you live in a fancy neighborhood? spoiled princess aren’t you.”
“mhmmm that’s why i said you wouldn’t be able to handle taking me out.”
“we’ll see mama. come outside im here.”
he hangs up and you go up to your dad telling him how you’re about to leave and your date is outside, he gets up mumbling abt wanting to meet the young man taking his baby out.
you open the door to see connie standing there with a money bouquet, a regular bouquet and a gift bag. your jaw drops a little and he just smiles.
“is this all for me?” you look at him and he smirks “nah it’s all for yer dad.” he says words dripping with sarcasm and your father laughs. “oh i like him already, listen just treat my little girl right. she’s all i’ve got.” your father says reaching out a hand.
connie hands over your gifts and shakes your father hand and they both smile. “cmon pretty.” he grabs your hand and opens up the trunk for you to put the gifts in. he opens your door and waits for you to be fully in before he closes the door, waving at your father.
he gets in and his phone automatically connects to the car and frank ocean is playing lowly as you feel the beat slightly, he smiles at you and before he can say anything you’re interrupting “thank you so much for the gifts” you say smiling.
he pulls off and looks at you “there’s more of that today, you’re welcome tho mama” he drives with one hand after turning the music up so you decide to pull out your phone and scroll.
you feel his hand grip your thigh as he drives and you get butterflies but try not to let him see it effects you, ur supposed to be hard to get.
it’s easy to ignore him until his thumb start stroking your inner thigh and you damn near lose your mind. “con.” you try to say sternly while looking at him “oh so now im con?” he grumbles looking over at you. he thinks you’re just so cute trying to be all mad at him. he sees right through that facade you’re trying to hard to put up.
he pulls into the parking lot of the mall and you get excited deciding to mess with him “you sure you can handle this? i won’t get mad if you back out now” you say smirking at him.
he grabs your neck pulling you close to him over the center console and whispers in your ear “i’m sure. are you sure you can handle this though?” and you have to sit silently as your heart races you can’t decide what you want to say to him “hmm mama? no answer, that’s what i thought.”
he gets out and comes to open your door and opens it, giving a hand for you to grab and you do. nobodies ever really silenced you like that and he only truly got lucky you couldn’t find a comeback.
you hold hands as he walks you into the mall and he looks at you, “where to first?” “i think ill go to coach and look to see what their new collection is looking like” he shrugs and mumbles lead the way.
you hate walking in heels, you know that once u start being in them for a long time that it hurts so you don’t know why on earth you wore these damn heels. tryna be cute gon have ya legs fucked up and you know it.
you find some cute bags and ask him if this is okay and he just gestures towards the cash register, the woman looks at you and him and is quick to pop out with a quick remark “quite the expensive bags you’ve got here, do you want to put one or two back?” you look at the 2 big purses, 3 mini purses, and 4 wallets and you look up at connie to whisper something to him “actually i really want that purse and wallet set over there, do i have to put something back?” he looks over and walks away to grab it and you smile like a kid in the candy store when he says “this too” and the lady is extremely surprised.
“your total is $4,130.56, will you be paying cash or card?” connie looks up from his wallet shocked and u smirk feeling like you were correct and he says “wow, you said it was expensive.” as he hands the woman his card.
she bags all of your stuff and connie grabs the bag and you hand as you guys walk out of the shop. this goes on thru the day as you get stuff that you really want and he doesn’t even hesitate, whether it was with cash or his card.
At this point you’ve been walking for hours and connie has and arm full of bags. your feet are in so much pain and you think you might cry. connie has clearly proved himself today and you feel like you can be a little vulnerable with him.
all it took for him to stop walking was you to lightly tap him and mumble ‘con’ and he’s already looking at you and he can see the pain on your face “princess what’s wrong?” he’s quick to come to your aid as he puts you and the bags on the nearby bench.
his hand cups your face and you look away mumbling. connie grabs your face softly and says “i’m over here mami, speak up please.” “my feet hurt…” you bite your lip out of nervousness and connie grabs your shoes off your feet and puts them in a bag.
“do you wanna be done today or do you wanna keep shopping?” “m’ all done con” he shrugs and puts you over his shoulder, you guys were already near your exit so he just walks you out to his car and sets you inside so he can put the bags in the trunk.
connie gets in and looks over at you as you play with your hands in your lap “i don’t know why you didn’t tell me sooner, we could’ve bought you some shoes so you could switch.” and you can’t help but laugh.
“connie you’re actually so sweet” you say while smiling as you reach over to stroke his face, his lips are such a nice shade of pink, with that little mustache and a lil beard growing in, god he looks so good.
connie’s looking at your glossed lips and thinks about how gorgeous you are, both of you leaning in for a kiss. the kiss was nice at first, small pecks back to back, but then it became a make out.
both of you wanting more leverage over the other so it was very heated, you slide over the console to sit in connie’s lap and you feel him graze you under your skirt and safety shorts.
you whine when he catches you off guard, nibbling on your lip and he lets go “not now mama, not here.” and he’s setting you back over in your seat. you pout because why did he do that to you? give you such a nice kiss to not give you what you want in the end.
“what you wanna eat?” he looks over at you as he starts to drive ‘you’ you think to yourself as you think of something you could possibly be craving, i want (f/f) (it can be a place or just a regular food, whatever yall want)
once you guys get there you opt against going inside cause you’re just ready to be in bed. he tells the person what you want and he orders something simple for himself aswell.
h hands you your bag of food and you thank him, he looks over at you and smiles. “you will always get what you want with me mama” and he rubs your thigh.
you know that it’s only been 2 days and you’re probably moving very fast but he’s just so…charming? it’s just something about him that makes him so trusting but still he is a man.
“thank you, you know um…for today connie. even though i still think that you can’t handle me, it can’t hurt to give you a chance.” and he actually begins to chuckle because what did you just say?
“so you still don’t think i’m doing good enough for you mama?” he says grabbing you face making you look at him as he smiles, why did he have to look so fine rn?
“cmere mama.” connie pulls you close and you comply. you can’t help but stare at his lips and you too gravitate closer as if you were magnets of opposite ends.
you pull eachother close once your lips clash and it’s unholy the way you two are making out. his presence is so dominating and overpowering you can feel the pool in your panties and you begging rubbing on his torso when you start heavy breathing.
before anything can really even happen connie pull away and starts the car back up. “un un mama not here.” and your stomach sinks, did you do something wrong?? was he just playing and didn’t actually wanna take it far?
rejection was one of the many things your spoiled lil self couldn’t take, so since he hurt your feelings, it was only logical to you that you hurt his back, right?
you stare out the window with tears brimming your eyes from sadness and anger, too confused to know how to feel. why would he kiss you like that just to say not here?
while you brew in your emotions connie constantly looks over at you, watching you go through whatever you’re going through. he didn’t mean to upset you but he wanted it to be different. not in his car in a fast food parking lot.
you guys pull to a stop at a fresh yellow light and connie’s the first to speak. “mama i’m so-”
“ion want no apology from you constance. save that shit for somebody else, i knew you was too pussy to handle-” you couldn’t even finish your sentence before connie’s grabbing you but your neck pulling you into a kiss.
his other hand traveling down towards your pussy, his rubs on your thighs before pulling away to look at you “what baby, cat got your tongue? where’s all that sass you just had?”
the light turns green and connie starts driving towards his house and you clearly still have an attitude, that’s fine tho. connie knows how to handle that.
i’m really hoping yall liked this!! i’m trying really hard to write stuff but idk what i wanna write😭
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Can I get some jealous rindou? You can make it as smut or fluff whatever! Thank you!
I Still Get Jealous | Rindou x Reader (Slight NSFW, MDNI) <3
Rindou didn't mind much that you got along with his older brother, Ran. However, it did become a problem when Ran started to subconsciously flirt with you while being playful. Ran would tease you by calling you nicknames and playfully shoving you around. The only thing that burst Rindou's bubble was when he accidentally called you babe. This was the final straw, and Rindou could see a slight blush on your face when Ran called you the intimate name.
You two were in his room after the name calling and Rindou was being uncannily quiet.
"What's wrong? Is it Ran?" You asked, trying to snuggle up to him on the bed.
"Him calling you babe is where I draw the line."
"I don't think he meant it like that, I think he meant it more in a friendly way, ya know?" You tried to console his jealously, but it only put a cap on the boiling pot that was Rindou.
You sat up, thinking about going and grabbing some food when Rindou pulled you back into the bed to lay on his chest.
"I can't help it..." He trailed off, getting even more quiet with his words.
"Help what?" You asked, turning your face towards his.
"I still get jealous. Every guy that looks your way, I still get irritated and made because you're mine and mine only." He would say, holding you closer to his chest. You nuzzled into him, taking in his scent while he started to slowly rub your back.
"I can see why," You stated, trying to get closer to Rindou as he began to touch all of your sweet spots.
"Mmhmm..." He mumbled, slowly leaning down to kiss you. The kiss turned into a heated make-out session as he began to touch you in ways you always craved him to. You interrupted the session due to hearing Ran in the kitchen, who seemed to be making himself some food.
"We can't do this right now," You moaned out as Rindou began to kiss your neck. You know that the walls were thin and the last thing you needed was Ran teasing you both about having sex. Ran loved to make things awkward for everybody.
"Give me one good reason why we can't." Rindou started to grab at your clothes, trying to tug them off.
"Your brother is literally in the next room. He can hear us." You began to say as Rindou still didn't listen.
"Then stop flirting with him. Stop letting him tease you and play around with you. You're giving him too much leeway when it comes to your friendship and you need to set some boundaries." Rindou stated, sounding more stern than usual. He wanted you all to himself.
"Okay..." Was all you said before Rindou pinned you against the bed with him on top and in between your legs. He was grinding himself against your heat, making it unbearable as you wanted to continue.
"Okay as in you're mine and mine only, right?" He asked, kissing your neck once more, making you moan again. This time, you were sure Ran heard.
"Okay!" You said a bit louder, trying to get him to settle down.
"Glad we're on the same page now," Rindou said, getting off of you with his member poking through his grey sweat pants, "But you aren't going anywhere tonight. Once he goes to sleep, imma show you exactly who you belong to."
You just sat there in pure amazement at this mans confidence. You knew what you were in for the following evening.
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Stalked | s.g.
pairing: Sam Golbach x influencer ! f ! reader
summary: They knew something was off, but they never imagined it to be this bad.
Warning(s): angst! stalkers, breaking in, fear, profanity, mentions of a weapon
A/N: honestly first time writing angst, so forgive me if it's really bad, ALSO, please read the last note, I need your guys opinion on something.
images from pinterest !
Sam loved y/n, so much so that Sam let her finally move in. Well rather, they made it official. She had practically lived with Sam for a year now, always sleeping over and leaving all her things around his house.
It was great, she loved waking up to Sam every morning and making him breakfast. She adored how he'd show up for some of her streams and talk to her fans. Sam was the love of her life, there's no doubt behind that.
But recently something was off.
It started off with a few overly creepy dm's, saying perverted things to her. She would block them but they seemed to never go away, assuming as they made multiple accounts to send the horrid messages.
But then she felt like she was being watched, going out in public became sketchy for her. She noticed a hooded man in the coffee shop she frequented or around the corner in the supermarket.
Then, it was getting really out of hand. She would receive random packages from fans all the time, opening them on her live stream and laughing at gag gifts. But it was odd to receive gifts on her front porch, when she regularly received gifts via a P.O. Box. She had opened one, regretting it to this day.
In the box were various pictures of her around town, heart shapes surrounding her face. On top was a letter, long story short, she realized it was a stalker.
Sam and y/n tried to figure out a way to put a restraining order, but couldn't due to the fact that they didn't know this said man's identity.
Unfortunately, enough was enough. All she could do was go on another live stream tonight, explaining reasons why she wouldn't be streaming anymore. She propped up the camera, Sam in the back for moral support.
"Are you ready?" She weakly smiled.
Sam nodded, reaching for her hand as she sat back down as many fans joined in.
She tried to put on her bubbly personality, attempting to welcome many of the fans.
"Hey guys," she waved to the camera. "How are you guys?" She asked, placing her other hand on her chin as she looked at the various comments.
Her fans knew her all too well, quickly recognizing that something was wrong.
'oh no, y/n you okay? you look sad :('
'woah, mom and dad look so serious!? Are we in trouble?!'
Y/n smiled at the concern, "yeah, guys you have all been bad," she sternly pointed to the camera. "Right sam? We gotta take away their Xboxes." She turned over to Sam, causing him to chuckle.
"Yeah guys, who shit in the kitty litter? The cat's shit is not that big!" He joked trying to lighten up the mood.
Y/n smiled, squeezing Sam's hand a little stronger as she looked back at the camera.
"Alright guys, Imma wait a little longer for more people to get in just so they don't miss anything." She announced, continuing to read the comments.
'mother is mothering'
'y/n, ask sam when the next video is coming out?!'
'y/n is so pretty guys :)'
She turned to Sam, "they're asking about your next video, babe." She pointed out. "I don't know, I've been put under a contract not to discuss any future videos guys." She put her hands up in defeat.
Sam grinned at her before looking up at the camera, "Well, Colby will kill me for saying anything, but we're working on something to record tomorrow actually." He raised his brows, pursing his lips a bit.
"You heard it here folks, Sam is not retiring." She joked.
As they were goofing off and joking around, the viewer count went up to nearly 50k. She was impressed by the amount, amazed by her followers.
"Wow guys, there's 50 thousand of you here!" She cheered, raising her hands up into the air. "So now that we have a lot of your attention, don't get too distracted by this beautiful face." She pointed towards Sam.
Sam dramatically covered his face, pretending to be flustered. "Oh, stop it guys!" He responded with a high pitched voice.
Y/n playfully smacked his thigh as she giggled, "Well, so this is sorta sad news guys," she began, trying not to look at the comments. "But this will be my last stream for a little bit, just there's been stuff that came up and it's no longer safe for me to stream. I would go more in depth but again, for our safety I can't really say why."
She held back tears as she glanced over to her comments, fans practically panicking.
'what?! noooo :('
'omg what happened?!'
'nauuur! I look forward to your streams :,('
Y/n gulped, holding back tears as she read the comments. "Yeah guys, it's only temporary," she sighed, Sam holding her hand as he laced his fingers with hers. "But it's just to ensure safety for me and my loved ones, it's only until this problem goes away guys. I just gotta say, I love you guys, you guys give me purpose and I'm so thankful for that, so I hope you guys understand."
She weakly smiled, reading the many comments of support and touched by their kindness.
"Well with that guys, I'm just gonna end it here," she sighed, leaning towards her computer. "See you guys, hopefully soon." She blew a kiss into the camera before cutting the stream off.
She let out a sigh as she sat back down in her chair, a creak emitting from it. Y/n looked over to Sam, who offered her a smile as he rubbed his free hand on top of hers.
"You okay?" he asked her, furrowing his brows as worry coated his voice.
She nodded weakly, "I will be," she replied. "I just hate to stop streaming, I really want this stupid stalker to like chill the fuck out." She groaned as she rubbed her face.
"I'm sure it won't be long," Sam tried to comfort her. "I mean he hasn't been around for a while." Sam shrugged.
Y/n couldn't help but stare off into the ceiling, taking Sam's words sink in, "That's true," she mumbled. "I've had stalkers before, but they were never this bad." She emphasized.
Sam understood her frustration, he knew streaming was everything to her. She worked hard to please her fans, streaming every other night practically. He loved that about her, how caring she was and worked for her fans even when days weren't as good to her.
"Well let's get some sleep, okay?" Sam patted her thigh, standing up from his seat.
Y/n groaned, throwing her head back, "This feels so weird," She grumbled, mimicking Sam's movements and walking towards their bedroom. "Are you still going to that haunted hospital or whatever?" She asked him, removing her sweatpants and sweatshirt.
"Yeah, but I can always stay here with you if you want," Sam answered, watching her movements. "I can always reschedule it." He offered.
Y/n threw on one of Sam's t-shirts, jumping into bed next to him, "No, no, I'll be okay," She declined, stabilizing her head onto her hand. "I don't want you to disappoint your fans, plus the cameras you installed really give me a lot more comfort." She smiled, her heart warmed by his gesture.
"Are you sure? I-I just don't know how I feel about leaving you here all alone." Sam sighed, pulling her close to his chest.
"Yes, I'm sure sam." She laughed a bit, laying her head onto his chest. She listened to his heart beat against her ear, she breathed in deeply before looking up at sam. "I love you, you know that?" She whispered to him.
Sam smiled down at her, placing his finger under her chin as he pulled her into a kiss. "I love you more." He whispered back, pecking her on her forehead.
The next day, she watched as Sam packed various equipment into his bags. But he wouldn't stop pestering her about his offer, her refusing it every time.
"Okay, baby I will call you when I land, i'll check the cameras often, oh, and update me every like hour," Sam commanded, his suitcase in hand as his backpack strapped to his back. "I don't care if you think it's annoying, I just need to make sure you're okay."
Y/n laughed at his demands, kissing him on the cheek, "I promise, but youre gonna have to worry about Colby in about two seconds cause it looks like he's gonna drag you away." She joked, pointing at Colby in the car.
Sam sighed, "He’ll be fine," He rolled his eyes playfully. "Okay, I love you like a million, please be careful, okay? Lock all the doors and keep the windows locked, I'll call Celina or someone to come and keep you company." He suggested, landing a quick peck on her lips.
"Alright, love you too," She chuckled, embracing him into a long hug. "Okay, okay, now you have a safe trip okay? And make sure Colby brings you back in one piece." She joked.
She watched as Sam ran towards the car, looking back every few steps as he blew her kisses. She noticed Colby rolling his eyes, impatient as is.
Y/n sighed as she locked the door, making her way to the living room. She dropped down onto the couch as she exhaled a breath. She looked down on her phone, deciding to check up on her socials.
She was surprised by the sheer amount of support she received, fans encouraging her. She smiled at the many comments, her smile soon fading away as she looked at the random drama article of hers.
Streamer Y/N L/N, goes on break cause of STALKER?!
She rolled her eyes, of course they're trying to profit on her vulnerability. She threw her phone down onto the pillows, standing up onto her feet as she made her way towards the kitchen. She figured she could distract herself and make something to eat. Usually when she was bored she would stream, but for obvious reasons she couldn't cure her boredom at that moment.
After she had made some dinner, she turned on one of her favorite shows. She decided a few episodes wouldn't hurt to catch up on, resting her head onto a few pillows as stared at the screen.
A season and a half in, she heard her phone ding. She picked it up, letting the phone turn on and the message displayed on her screen.
sam:
just landed! How are things over there?
Y/n started typing out her answer, trying not to make it sound depressing as it felt.
y/n:
great, i'm just watching some of my shows right now :)
It didn't take long for the phone to ding again, Sam's response delivered onto her phone screen yet again.
sam:
sounds good
Do you want some company? I could send Jake or even Celina over
y/n:
I think i'll be okay for now
I prolly will be up for a while anyway so i'll let you know
sam:
okay, be safe babe
I love you 300 million tons baby!!!
Y/n smiled at the text, seeming to miss her boyfriend even more now.
y/n:
well I love you 300.01 million tons!
She shut off her phone, tossing it back to where it last was. She blankly stared into the TV screen as she tried to focus on the show. Her eyes began to grow heavy, slowly beginning to grow more tired.
It didn't take long before she found herself sleeping on the couch, the random show adding as a background noise.
She awoke from her sleep, hearing her phone buzzing next to her. She fluttered her eyes, looking outside at the now dark night that had overtaken the evening sun as she slept.
She groaned as she picked up her phone, Sam's name displaying on her screen with his photo on it. She mentally cursed herself for falling asleep, forgetting to update Sam. Y/n slid the answer button, bringing the phone up to her ear.
"Hey, sorry I fell asl-." But before she could answer, Sam cut her off with panic in his voice.
"Babe, Babe?! Are you okay?" Sam frantically asked. "Where are you right now?" He added, panic rising in his voice.
Y/n furrowed her brows, confused on why he had begun panicking over not updating him on her whereabouts.
"I'm just home, in the living room right now." She sighed, rubbing her eyes out of her tired state.
"Okay, okay, please tell me you locked all the doors and windows," Sam sternly replied.
Y/n stood up, noticing the TV had still been blaring. "Yeah, I locked the front door when you left and the backdoor had been locked, what's going on sam, you're really freaking me out." She grumbled.
"Y/n, please listen to me very carefully," Sam began, shaking in his voice. She heard him talk to another person in the back, something about a ride to the airport. "Go to our bathroom, and lock the door, please baby." He panted, hearing a car door shut in the background as he began to run.
Y/n just was more confused, but complied with his instructions. She began walking towards their bedroom, but froze when she heard a sound from downstairs. The sound of glass shattering echoed from the home.
She sprinted towards the bedroom, locking the door and entering the bathroom connected to it. She swiftly locked the bathroom door, backing away as she tried to cover her heavy breathing.
She forgot she was on a call with Sam, faintly hearing his loud shouts for her. She brought the phone back to her ear, barely stabilized in her shaking hand.
"Y/n!? y/n!? What happened?! Y/n, please answer me!" Sam shouted, calling out for her. "Was that glass breaking?!" He called out.
"Y-Yeah, I just heard someone fucking break a window or something downstairs," Y/n whispered into the phone. "Sam, I-I'm scared." Her voice cracked as tears began to spill onto her cheeks.
Sam cursed a bit in the background, "Fuck, it’s gonna be okay baby, I promise." His voice shook, distressed as he felt hopeless in this situation. "Colby called the police so they should be over there any moment, just stay there and don't make a sound, okay?" He informed her.
Before y/n could respond, she heard faint heavy footsteps make their way up towards the stairs. It seemed as if he had stopped at the end of the staircase, in front of the living room.
"Sam, I-I think he's upstairs," Y/n sobbed softly. "I’m so fucking scared, Sam." She whimpered out.
Sam cursed yet again on the other side, clearly frustrated and worried. "It's gonna be okay, Colby's still on the line with the cops, they said 5 more minutes, okay? Just don't say anything, it's g-gonna be okay." She heard Sam's frustrated sniffs as his voice cracked.
Slowly, the footsteps became louder. They thudded with each step, slowly making their way towards the locked bedroom. Y/n felt hot tears stream down her hot cheeks, her heart pumping as if she ran a marathon.
But then the footsteps stopped at the door to the bedroom. She listened carefully, her ears perking up to every sound. 5 minutes will feel like eternity. She listened as the door handle started jiggling to their bedroom, with a frustrated man's voice as he kicked the door once, then twice and with a loud crack as it swung and hit the wall.
She let out a scared squeal, Sam still shouting for her on the other side. She didn't dare to move, still intently listening as the man rustled around the room, trying to find something or someone.
She could practically feel her heart beating out of her chest, feeling nothing but pure fear as the man began stepping closer to the bathroom door.
Y/n found it odd when the man knocked. She didn't answer, letting yet another tear slip out of her eye. But she found it even more odd that he slipped a piece of paper under the door, seemingly blank.
Y/n prayed that the police would arrive any moment, rescue her from this nightmare. But mostly wanting Sam to be there for her, to protect her.
She shut her eyes, bringing the phone to her ear again. Sam kept calling out for her, freaking out. "Sam, If something happens, I-I love y-you okay?" She sniffed softly as she whispered softly into the phone.
"Y/n, don't say that! You're gonna make it just a little long-" as Sam was about to finish his sentence, the door cracked just like the one in the bedroom.
She jumped, tears spilling as she let out a sob. Just as quickly as he opened the bedroom door, the door ricocheted against the wall. She felt herself shake like a leaf as her back pressed up against the bathtub, watching intently as everything moved very slowly.
The background noise of Sam's voice and everything else drowned as she heard her heart beating, eyes glued to the broken door. The man slowly stepped closer inside the bathroom, turning his head very menacingly.
The masked man creeped into the bathroom, the glimmer of a blade in his hand. She let out a sob as she turned her head away, shutting her eyes shut as she prayed it was a nightmare she woke awake from.
She could practically feel his breath on her face, now kneeling in front of her. His hand at first moved to her face, tracing his fingers on her wet skin but then moving his attention to the phone clutched in her hand. He scoffed as he snatched the phone out of her hand, bringing it to his ear.
"Y/n? Y/n?! answer me, please." Sam begged on the other line.
"She's unavailable at the moment." The man's deep voice rang out in the bathroom.
"Dont you dare fucking touch her," Sam spat through the phone, gripping onto his phone with anger. "I swear to God, I will fucking kill you." He growled.
The man chuckled a bit, amused by his threats, "Well, I don't see you anywhere." He laughed.
Before Sam could give an answer, the man hung up the phone and set it down onto the counter. He turned back ever so slowly to her, staring down at the floor to avoid eye contact with her stalker.
He kneeled back down, looking at her as she cried.
"You're much prettier than I expected," He laughed, running his finger on a strand of her hair. "Don't be scared, only brought this if your little boyfriend would get in the way." He smirked under his mask, tilting the knife.
As y/n froze up, tensing under his touch, she heard the loud sirens pulling closer to her house. The red and blue lights filling up the room, causing the man to jolt up and look at her one last time.
"This isn't over." He mumbled, running out of the bathroom.
With him gone, she let out a sob as it rang throughout her body. She covered her face, trying to calm down and reassure herself it was all over.
Y/n heard the shouts of a police officer, warning the man to get down. She heard frantic footsteps run down the hall, afraid it was the man again.
But instead it was a female officer, her gun drawn out and a flashlight shining onto y/n's face. She lowered her weapon, turning to her shoulder as she spoke through the walkie.
"Are you y/n?" She kneeled down to her level.
Y/n nodded, "Y-Yes." she let out.
The officer reached for her hand, helping her up. Y/n's legs shook as she stumbled forward slightly, apologizing as she straightened herself up.
"It's okay, you have no need to apologize." She reassured, beginning to walk her out of the bathroom.
"T-That paper, he slid it under the door when I was locked in h-here." She pointed with trembling hands.
The officer nodded, kneeling as she lifted the paper. Y/n couldn't help but peek at the paper, curiosity eating at her.
From what it looked like, it was a love note as he declared his love for her. The officer's face retorted into a one with disgust, hiding it quickly from y/n.
"This will be put into evidence, my other officer will take you down to question you," She informed y/n, letting one of the other officers grab her arm and lead her down the hall.
Y/n's eyes wandered to the broken bits of wood that was flown across the room, their bedroom in complete disarray. She noticed that the same knife he had carried was now lodged into the broken door that hung loosely on the hinges, on the door was a picture of her and sam. Sam's face was scribbled on, with a few profanities scratched around.
Y/n felt sick to her stomach, unable to hold back tears as she trembled down the hall. The street was filled with cop cars, neighbors coming out to investigate the commotion. She spaced out, deep into thought as the police officer's informed her about the break in.
Y/n simply nodded, still in shock. Then she noticed a figure run up to her, Sam. She felt tears spilling out again and a wave of relief washed over her as she watched him sprint towards her, hugging her as he panted and sobbed into her hair.
"Thank fucking god," Sam cried, rubbing her hair as she trembled in his arms. "I'm so sorry, this is all my fault. I should've never left you alone." He cried, stroking her hair as he comforted her.
She peaked over his shoulder, the flashes of blue and red covered the streets. She watched as the officers handcuffed the now revealed man as his mask had been removed, pushing him into the back of the cop car. Y/n quickly looked away, determined not to be afraid of him any longer. As long as she had Sam, she was safe.
She didn't say anything, soaking his sweatshirt with her tears. He didn't let go of her, talking to the police as they interrogated him to find the story.
"Hey, can we do this another time?" Sam snapped, holding y/n as she rested her head onto his chest. "I would love to answer your questions, but she's been through a lot and I need her to rest." He sighed, stroking her hair softly.
The officer understood, handing him a card. They thanked them for their time, getting into the car as they sped away. Y/n sniffled, gripped onto Sam's arms tightly, as if he would leave again.
"You guys can stay at my place for the meantime," Colby offered. "I know your house is sort of a crime scene right now, and your doors are completely wrecked. I have the space." He added.
Sam nodded, thanking his best friend. Y/n hasn't said anything to Sam, still traumatized from her experience. She sat silent in the car, holding onto Sam's hand tightly as they drove. Sam couldn’t help but glance at her, guilt building up inside him.
When they had finally reached Colby's house, Sam followed y/n around. He was so afraid to leave her side again, y/n was comforted by his presence but she knew he had blamed himself for it.
Y/n laid on the bed, glancing at her phone as she looked at the many articles about her. She frowned at the media article, turning off her phone when she noticed Sam enter the room. Sam jumped into the bed, letting out a deep breath as he stared up for a moment.
"It's not your fault sam," Y/n began, causing Sam to avert his gaze to her. "If anything, I'm glad you weren't there, you didn't see what I saw." She added, looking over to him.
"Y/n-" Sam started, but was ultimately cut off by y/n.
"No Sam, don't blame yourself, I told you to go," her voice cracked, fighting back tears that threatened to spill. "He would've hurt you, o-or killed you." She let out a sob.
Sam didn't say anything, pulling her into his chest as she let out tears. He whispered to her that everything's gonna be okay, kissing her head as he petted her hair.
"T-There wasn't much you could do, Sam," She whispered, sniffing. "He came there to hurt you, you did the right thing to call the cops." She commented, looking up at her boyfriend.
Sam half smiled down at her, "I know, just I wish I was there to protect you, I'm sorry." He mumbled, sniffing back tears.
She smiled, placing her palm onto his face. "It's okay Sam, I'm okay," She reassured. "I have you around me to protect me now." She shushed softly.
Sam nodded, reaching for her hand off his face. "It's all over," He sighed. "That's all that matters, you're safe."
Sam wrapped his arms around her, her head pressed against his chest as she listened to his heart beat gently against her ear. It didn't take long for her to finally rest, his scent and gentle heartbeat to soothe her to sleep.
"I'm never leaving you ever again." Sam whispered to her, kissing her head.
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hey guys, thanks for reading!
so now for my question, I want to know if you guys would like smut from me. I have a few works saved, but I'm so nervous that you guys wouldn't like it so please please PLEASE let me know if its something you'd like :)
thanks for your attention!
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How do you think cg!Rafe would react to little!reader who has had a really bad day and is very deep in littlespace?
I'm not really happy with how this turned out but I tried 😭
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You both had been invited to some family gathering by Rafe's dad. It was a fancy restaurant and many relatives were there which already made you nervous because you had the urge to be little since you woke up but decided to push that away for the sake of Rafe not canceling, knowing he would do that in a heartbeat but you wanted to impress his family since you still felt out of place any time at one of the Cameron's gatherings and decided not to tell him.
Everything had gone smoothly until you went to use the restroom. Sitting in your stall you could hear two of his cousins talking bad about you. You tried holding back your tears but the second you heard the door shut again your feelings poured over.
You didn't know how long you had been sitting there sobbing, that fuzzy feeling you get when you're at the verge of slipping having you shake your head.
"No, no, no...not now- be big. Imma big girl-" You mumbled to yourself, getting up and checking if anyone is there before you went to look at yourself in the mirror, scolding yourself. "Stop being a baby."
If Rafe could hear you right now. Lord have mercy. He would scold you even more for disrespecting your little self.
When you were sure your crying stopped you wiped away the remaining tears and took a deep breath. Leaving the restroom you suddenly bumped into someones chest, looking up you sighed when it was da- Rafe.
"You were gone for a while, you okay?" He asked and even though you nod he knew you were lying, your puffy and red eyes giving you away. He just let it go for now as the evening is almost over and you both just wanted to get over with it.
Later in the car you were silent, just looking out the window and playing with the end of your soft pink dress. Rafe glanced your way and sighed.
"Look, I- I know something happened earlier and don't say 'it's nothing' because when you cried about it's- it's not nothing, a'ight? So, tell me."
You just shook your head, not in the mood to talk anymore today. The only thing you wanted now was to wrap yourself in a blanket and sleep.
He wanted to press the subject further, placing his hand on your thigh to give you some assurance but you only shrugged his hand off and Rafe then slowly figured that you may have slipped the second you got in the car and that you're probably just tired and overstimulated from everything.
"Okay, I understand. Let's- we'll talk about it later." He said and you didn't give him any sign of acknowledgement, looking out the window again.
Back at home you completely shut down, quickly making your way to the bedroom, grabbing your lamb stuffie and curled up under the covers. All the big emotions you felt having frustrated tears flowing down your cheeks again.
Rafe came in a few minutes later and smirked, not obvious to the situation and sat down by your side, pulling the bedsheets off your head and is instantly worried by your tears, his eyes widen.
"Hey, Hey, hey. C'mere." He pulled you into his arms, ignoring your fussing and weak attempts at trying to push him away. "No- none of that. Shh, you're okay."
You only whined, giving up and slumping against him, gripping onto his shirt and letting the tears flow. Rafe started rocking you while whispering affirmations, practically suffocating you in his hold but that's exactly what you needed right now.
After your little meltdown you pulled your face from his neck, looking up at him with big eyes, just blinking at him slowly. He was a bit irritated because he didn't know that look at all.
You only mumbled a small 'daddy' before placing your head back on his shoulder and slipping your thumb between your lips.
It then clicked in Rafe's head.
"Someone's feeling really small, hm?" He rubbed your arm, feeling you nod against him. "That's okay. That's why daddy's here, to take care of you."
He just kept holding and rocking you. When you were sound asleep he reached over to grab your paci from your nightstand and took your thumb out of your mouth, quickly replacing it with the paci when you started to stir.
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okay but could you do gamer beomgyu and fem reader only this time it’s him trying to distract the reader??
a/n: dduuhhhh, but imma tweak it just a bit
synopsis: Having your boyfriend game while you read is a great way to kill two birds with one stone. You both get to be in the same room while doing your own things. That's until he's done playing though, and wants to play a new game with you.
warnings: MDNI 18+, oral (f!rec), use of teeth, fingering, pussy slapping, dom-ish gyu, crying (f!), cumming in pants (m!), hint at PIV
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The sound of aggressive clicking and swearing was static in your ears as you read. Beomgyu sits in his chair, eyes focused on the screen as you lay on his bed. The book kept you occupied where your boyfriend couldn't, not that you minded. It felt rather nice to feel his presence while you both were in your little world.
From the bed, you could see his monitor flash black with the words 'YOU DIED' written in large, red letters. His screaming makes you giggle from behind your book.
Beomgyu turns his head to you, a scowl on his face. "What are you laughing at?"
He gets off his chair and plops on the bed dramatically, head against your shoulder. Your boyfriend scans the page quickly, "You think this is fun?"
Your eyes dart to the fluff on his head then back to your book. "What? Reading?" He nods. "I do think it's fun, yes. Why?"
Beomgyu whines and reaches for the book. You're quicker than him, however, pulling it away from him and raising it above your head. "What are you doing?"
"I'm bored," he pouts. He lazily reaches for the book again, resulting in a soft bonk as you slap the book on the top of his head. "Ow!"
"Gyu, you just got off. Let me at least finish this chapter." You shrug him off and place the book on your chest. There's a playful glare in his eyes as he slides down further on the bed. You think he's going to play another match when you feel him between your legs instead. You peek from over your book, watching as he spreads your thighs apart.
This piques your interest, an eyebrow rising as you watch him lower himself to your cunt.
"And what do you think you're doing?"
Beomgyu lifts his head at the sound of your voice. "Showing you what real fun is." As much as you would like to retort, you can't deny the excitement that bubbles in your stomach. His hot breath fans over your bare thighs, his long hair tickling your skin.
"I'm reading." You try to sound stern, but your voice is too breathless, too wanting. Your lover picks up on this immediately, a mischievous smile on his lips. "Well don't let me stop you."
Your eyes go back to the page, but you've totally lost focus on what you were reading. What was the book even called again? All you can pay attention to is Beomgyu's slender fingers pulling your sleeping shorts down. You raise your hips to help, making him chuckle in response.
A blush appears on your face, but you ignore his reaction. Beomgyu tosses the shorts on the floor, returning to his original place rather eagerly. Soft pink panties, his favorite. The sight makes his mouth salivate. Even more so when he can see a damp spot right where your pussy is.
Beomgyu pushes your thighs up so your feet are planted on the bed. His hands grope and squeeze your plush thighs, planting soft kisses on your even softer skin. You bite your lower lip, concealing a sigh. As nice as it feels, you don't want him to know how much you're liking it when he just started. It would feed his ego a bit too much.
His lips go lower, finding your aching pussy behind the panties. Beomgyu runs his teeth over your clothed core, tongue poking out to make your underwear more damp. You can't help the involuntary shiver that runs through you from feeling his rough mouth. His tongue grows brave, planting it flat against your clit as he moves it in circles.
You're clutching your book so hard you fear you might rip the pages. The words twist and blur together as you try to read, but Beomgyu's fingers hook at the side of your underwear. The cold air hits your bare pussy in no time, mixing with Beomgyu's hot breath.
Your boyfriend kisses the top of your clit. His lips are soft and warm against the flesh. Your hips rise off the bed in response, and Beomgyu grabs you by the waist to pin you back down.
"Stop moving." He all but mumbles below you. This makes you scoff, a scowl on your flushed face. "How can you expect me to stay still when you're doing that?" Beomgyu pulls away from your pussy to look into your eyes. "Do you want me to stop?"
"I didn't say that."
A gleeful smile appears on his handsome face before descending back down. Beomgyu isn't as gentle as before. You find him dipping his tongue until he finds your entrance, then bringing it back up. He sucks and gently bites against your nub. He holds it between his lips and pulls, watching your legs tremble.
You moan, the book lying against your face. "Fuck."
A hand reaches down to grip his hair. You guide his face against you, hips moving in a similar motion. The slick gathers on his chin, and his nose, but he still buries himself deeper into you regardless.
He can't get enough of your taste. Your soft pussy is overly welcoming in his mouth. Beomgyu wants to drink you in, to feel his lips mix with yours, spit on slick. The bed rocks slightly from how you've started humping his face, how he's started humping the bed.
Beomgyu gives a hard suck on your clit before pulling away once more. You whine at the loss, hips chasing his mouth.
He soothes you by using his middle and forefinger to rub you in circles. "So," there's a subtle rasp in his voice. "What page are you on?"
You only moan in response. His fingers grow soaked immediately from touching your pussy. He rubs and pinches you, too distracting from any thoughts, let alone sentences.
Beomgyu isn't having it though, and he withdraws his fingers to land a smack on your cunt. You cry out and sob as your lower body reacts violently. Your legs tremble, pussy feeling raw, and the sparks of pain turn into pleasure.
There's not an ounce of remorse in your lover's expression. Beomgyu smiles and laughs giddily at your response. "Should've answered my question."
You pick the book from your face and scan the page for a number, but Beomgyu seems no longer interested. He dives back in and laps at you. His mouth is the total opposite of his fingers. Beomgyu's gentle, loving, almost cautious when his tongue traces over your folds.
Then he'll pull away again to slap your cunt brutally. Your cries turn into moans when he kisses your cunt apologetically. He's laughing in the midst of this, hearing you babble im sorry! while your pussy begs for more.
It's not until it's red and swollen that he begins to feel bad. Hot tears stream your face and you're beginning to think that maybe you should have let him snatch the book out of your hand. Beomgyu pushes two of his fingers into you once again, but this time he'll make sure to stay inside.
He pumps you slowly, getting you used to his slender fingers before latching his tongue on your clit. He stills in fingers and pushes upwards, in a somewhat beckoning motion. Then he goes back to deeply thrusting, then stilling.
The tears have stopped falling, holding at your waterline. Beomgyu's lips pucker and rub over your nub, not enough pressure to overstimulate your clit.
You're gushing over his fingers, legs crossing around his neck to still him in place. Beomgyu grunts at the sudden restraints but finds himself loving the suffocation between your legs.
It builds in your stomach, burning hot inside before traveling down. The book you were trying to read is lost on the floor as your hands pull and tug at his hair. Bringing Beomgyu closer and closer to you before finishing.
He can feel your walls clench and squeeze his fingers, how your clit twitches in his hot mouth. Beomgyu lets you ride out your high on his face. He buries his fingers as deep as they can go, rapidly moving them up and down to ensure you get the most out of your orgasm.
It's not until you're reduced to twitches that Beomgyu pulls away. There's a sheer coat of fluid on the lower half of his face. His fingers are coated in white cream that disappears when he sticks them into his mouth.
Your tired eyes watch as he rises to his knees, a wet stain on his sweats.
For a moment, you think that you squirted. It must've landed all the way to his joggers. If that was the case though, why is it only on the crotch part?
Oh, you giggle.
Your legs reach out to wrap around his waist, forcing him close. "Is that a cum stain I see?"
Beomgyu flushes a deep red, and an embarrassed smile finds his lips. "No!"
The both of you laugh, though it sounds much more tired on your side. Beomgyu leans down and finds your lips and noses touching before he kisses you. You can taste yourself on him immediately, and you tilt your head for more.
You moan into his mouth, pulling away just enough so your eyelashes touch. "It's a shame," you start. "You could've cum in my pussy instead." He raises an eyebrow at that, pursing his lips. "Who says I still can't?"
"You think you can go another round?"
This makes Beomgyu scoff as if you've asked him the dumbest question. He pulls his joggers down enough to see his cock outlined in his boxers. He's hard again, and he most likely has been since you've kissed.
"For you baby? As many as you want."
a/n: omg I feel like I lost the plot somewhere oopsies
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T. A. R (Time, Appreciation, Respect)
(I'll always want you part 2)
Synopsis: Ony was calling Y/N constantly these days, trying to always reach out to talk and say his piece. Y/N wasn't sure if she was ready for it.
C.W. Angst, Black coded reader, Drug use (weed). Song links used as reference.
Fanfic inspired by the following song.
Solange: Cranes in the sky
Link for part one here
Time had passed since your confrontation with Ony on that fateful night. The sting of betrayal still lingered, casting a shadow over your every thought and action. You still find herself unable to shake the memories of everything that took place between you and Ony and the raw emotions it had unleashed.
It's 2:30 AM. You lie awake, replaying the conversation with Ony in your mind. A part of you acknowledges he may be right, yet you find it impossible to converse without being overwhelmed by emotions.
You heard Annie out on her part to play in all this but not Ony. You didn't have class until 2pm today so you had enough time to sleep some more if needed. You got out of bed, stretched, went to your desk to journal to clear your mind.
You lit the candle on your desk, opened your journal and poured your feelings into it. The pen felt heavy in your hand, similar to how your heart felt in your chest. You wrote about the confusion swirling within you, torn between the logic of Ony's words and the ache of betrayal that still lingered deep within your soul. Memories flashed through your mind of happier times, of sad times and every moment in between. You knew you should hear him out but, you couldn't decide if you were ready or not.
You closed the journal and texted Sasha to see if she was awake. You needed someone to talk to. Sasha responded almost immediately saying she's in the area, so she'd be over in a few and she has Connie and Eren with her.
You sighed and responded. You went to your kitchen to make a quick midnight snack for you and your quests. 15 mins later, at your apartment is Sasha, Connie and Eren.
Connie: "Is it okay if I smoke in here. Between Uni, my music shit and other shit. I'm stressed out."
You: "It's cool. I do smoke sometimes, well used to with Ony. Speaking of Ony. He's been calling my phone nonstop.
*Turns to Eren* He said you've been on his ass about me. Eren the fuck you on boy.
Eren sighed "Look I'm just looking out for him. Ony is taking this harder that I've seen him take anything. Him and I go way back. Ony only shows up to class, messages me for some weed well hella weed. He aint even in the studio much either."
You knew Eren, Connie, Mikasa and Ony were music majors at Paradis University which you all attended. Eren was the lowkey producer type that makes beats to rival the greats. Connie is a rising hip hop artist and Ony is a cross between Trap Soul and Rap. Mikasa was the soulful girl with a beautiful voice. You knew Ony never missed studio time for nothing, so you knew he was struggling.
"When last did he show up." Y/N asked Eren with some concern in her tone.
"Probably 2 months ago before that it was 3 months before that. Look you don't have to force yourself to talk to him or bear his wounds or help him heal from the mess he made on his own. It ain't your job to, What I'm asking is if you can hear him out even if its 5 minutes if you can't then Imma tell him to drop it."
You sat in silence for a bit truly wondering what to do, so you turned to Sasha. "Honestly I want to hear him out, I do but I need more time. I know everyone thinks I forgave Annie so easy, but Ony and I had something deeper than Annie and I had even with our years of friendship. Ya we were fighting and at odds that time but..I know I'm being dumb cause Annie is just as responsible as he was. I just need to clear my head some more."
Connie took a toke of his joint and passed it to Eren then Eren to Sasha. Sasha pulled out her phone and connected it to the speakers in your apartment and started playing L.E.S by Childish Gambino. They all passed the joint around the room you took a few hits here and there. Eren was mindlessly scrolling through his IG to see Ony posted a 15 sec video on IG with a link in the caption to his YouTube to his latest track Amphetamine.
Eren blurted out with a bit of shock, "What the fuck, Ony just dropped a new song. It looks like he changed his artist's name from Ony to Soro. I mean he mentioned the change last time he came in the studio. Yo Sasha disconnect real quick lemme listen to this real quick."
Sasha disconnected her phone to allow Eren to pull up the track. " The song is almost 8 mins WTF is Ony on" Eren says.
The beat kicks in with this smooth, laid-back vibe that immediately hooks you in. Everyone's silent giving the track a listen.
" It's like an amphetamine, how it marinate on my mind (stuck on me, yah) Got no doubt I'll be alright, if I just make it through the night."
You can hear, almost feel the range of emotions in the song. You can hear Ony's voice pouring out his feelings. The beat changes around 2:48 seconds in giving a whole different vibe to the song.
"Shawty cold as December, I still fold her, no Manila B-b-b-brr wit me baby, I hibernate, smoke the lettuce."
Everyone was vibing with the song until they heard Mikasa's voice drop on the track around 4:28 Everyone a bit surprised since Mikasa doesn't easily do features even if it's with her friends. Connie laughed a bit "He got Mikasa on this with him. Damn he really went all out. Aye Eren aint this the same beat he said he didn't want around 5 maybe 6 months ago?" Eren laughed thinking back to when he played this beat for Ony, and he said he hated it. Ony owed him big time for this, but he'll circle back to it. As the song finished. You sat with your eyes full of tears. You thought to yourself that you could feel every emotion Ony sang about in the song. The loss of their relationship, his struggles with his mental health and so much more.
Connie was the first the chime in when the song ended "Damn that was.... deep." "Yah it was Ony really flipped the script on this one." Eren chimed in.
Eren got a notification that Ony was live on IG. He clicked on it. He saw he was talking about his just dropped song and other usual shit that's going on in his life.
Ony's eyes were the newfound usual shade of slight bloodshot red from smoking and hardly any sleep. He was reading off a comment asking him who inspired him to write the song. he responded with "Someone but also no one."
Ony's voice flowed through the speakers in your apartment causing Eren to disconnect his phone to watch the live a bit easier.
He commented saying "Fire track man, wish you'd let me know you were droppin a song man."
Ony read the comment out loud and smirked and said "Sorry man. I wanted it to be a personal project, but I owe you one big time for the beat."
Ony and Eren were engaging in their usual banter in the comments of Ony's Instagram live. You were deep in thought when Ony read aloud a comment from someone claiming his song was inspired by his ex-girlfriend. Ony and you had a semi-public relationship, which is due to his rising fame as a Trap Soul/rap artist.
Ony sighed, his mind drifting back to the last time he saw you in person, when you came to return his belongings from your place. He had seen you around campus since then, but it simply wasn't the same. His response was "It was inspired by pain. Pain of loss, loss of love, loss of hopes, loss of dreams. Loss of self. She's part of something I lost in my life."
Ony paused, his gaze drifting off as he recalled the bittersweet memories. He took a deep breath, trying to push away the ache in his chest as he continued, his voice laden with emotion. "So yeah, she's part of what I lost, but 'Amphetamine' is also about finding myself again. It's about reclaiming my voice, my truth, and pouring it all out into my music."
A faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips, though sadness lingered in his eyes. "Maybe one day she'll hear this song and understand. Understand that she's not just a memory, but a muse who ignited something within me, something I'll carry with me forever."
With that, Ony concluded, the weight of his words hanging heavy in the air. The live disconnected indicating he ended it abruptly.
As the live session ends abruptly, the room falls into a heavy silence. You, sits with a mix of emotions swirling within yourself. Ony's words echo in your mind, resonating deeply with your own conflicted feelings. You can't shake the sense of nostalgia and longing that his music and words evoke. Sasha breaks the silence, her voice soft yet determined. "Y/N, are you okay?" she asks, her concern evident.
You took a moment to collect your thoughts before responding. "I don't know, Sasha," you admit, your voice barely above a whisper.
Sasha nods understandingly, her eyes reflecting empathy. "I get it. It's hard to hear someone express their pain so openly, especially when it's intertwined with your own." Eren chimes in, his tone reflective. "Yeah, but maybe that's what he needs right now. It's better than him bottling it up and tryna smoke it all away."
Connie exhales a puff of smoke, his expression contemplative. "True, but it's also a lot to unpack. Y/N, you don't have to rush into anything. Take your time to process everything, to figure out what you need and want. What Ony did was messed up"
You nod, grateful for your friends' support. "Thanks, guys. I think…I think I need some time alone to sort through my thoughts."
With that que, Eren, Sasha and Connie left your apartment. you walk through your apartment heading to your room, the melody of Ony's song still echoing in your mind. Your emotions even more confusing than when you talked to Ony earlier. You looked at the time. It was almost 5 am. You decided to shower and head back to bed, hoping to get some rest before class.
Your mind was restless, torn between Ony's latest track and his words during the IG live, you were conflicted. On one hand, you acknowledged missing him, but on the other, infidelity was something you could never condone in a relationship. You recognized a desire to listen to his explanation, yet you feared your heart might not endure his version of the events.
The weight of Ony's words hangs heavy in the air, suffocating your mind with intense thoughts. Alone amidst the dim glow of your bedside lamp, the words "Maybe one day she'll hear this song and understand." taunt you with the possibility of reconciliation and closure. You thought to yourself "How could I ever hope to understand the depths of his pain when my own wounds still bleed with the memory of his betrayal?"
Finally entering your room, you sink onto the edge of the bed, burying your face in trembling hands, desperate to silence the cacophony of thoughts threatening to consume you.
"Take your time to process everything, to figure out what you need and want." Connie's words echo faintly in her mind. With a trembling sigh, you rise from the bed, your steps faltering as you make your way to the bathroom. The steady stream of water cascades over your trembling form, washing away the tears that stain your cheeks.
"It's 5 am. I should try to get some rest before class," you think to yourself. Climbing out of the shower, your limbs feel heavy. Wrapping yourself in a towel, the fabric offers a feeble shield against the lingering chill. You dress slowly, abandoning your usual routine for the simple comfort of bed, seeking to calm your mind. Eventually, you drift into sleep, the confusion in your heart, perhaps even greater than before.
*Slight Time Skip*
You finished up her class for the evening, your Textile Science class drained your mind. you run into Eren, Connie, Armin and Pieck in the courtyard chattin it up.
"Yo, Y/N!" Armin hollered, his grin wide as he motioned for her to come over. You gave a small nod, casually strolling over as they kept chattin'. It helped take your mind off things for a sec.
"So, y'all ready for tonight?" Armin asked, his eyes sparklin' with excitement. "Tonight?" you echoed, feeling a bit lost.
Armin leaned in closer, speakin' low like it was a secret. "The party, It's goin' down at my place. everybody's rolling through." You thought about if Ony was gonna be there since going Armin's parties was one of their go to things as a couple.
You shifted uncomfortably, tryna come up with an excuse to bail but before you could say anythin', Sasha and Mikasa slid through, bringin' a burst of energy to the scene. "Hey, y'all!" Sasha greeted; her smile infectious as she pulled you into a hug.
Mikasa gave a nod, her expression serious as she peeped Y/N with concern.
"Y/N, you gotta come through tonight," Pieck chimed in, her voice smooth and persuasive. "You never show up to the parties, and it's gonna be lit." Y/N hesitated, caught between the comfort of being alone and the fear of missing out on the squad's vibe.
Just then, Ony strolled past, casting a shadow over Y/N's mood. She felt a surge of anger bubbling up inside, memories of their messy situation flooding back.
Armin, clueless as ever, turned to Ony with a hopeful grin. "Yo, you coming tonight, Ony?"
Ony glanced at you for a sec before turning back to Armin, his face unreadable. But before he could answer, you spoke up with fire in your voice. "I ain't showing if he's gonna be there," you stated, pointing your finger at Ony with a fierce look.
The air got heavy; the tension thick enough to cut with a knife. Y/N's heart raced as she waited for Ony's response. But instead of coming back at you, Ony just nodded quietly, his eyes holding a hint of regret before he dipped out.
You caught the concerned glances of your friends. You knew your emotions were a bit confusing being torn between wanting to hear him out, missing him then not wanting to be around him. Even though almost much time had passed, her emotions still felt raw.
You looked around to your friend group who was gauging your reaction to seeing Ony. Each stare, felt like a trap a push to make a decision you weren't ready for.
"I can't do this," you muttered, your voice barely above a whisper as you took a step back, your eyes darting between your friends and a mental escape route. Sasha's hand on your arm stopped you in your tracks, her grip firm yet gentle. "You can't run from this forever, Y/N, you're gonna have to address this or find the will to move on" she said softly, her eyes reflecting a depth of understanding. You stared at Sasha's face trying to gauge her facial expression and reaction "I know, Sash I know." you whispered hoarsely, your voice cracking with emotion. "But I'm not ready to face him, not yet. I don't know if I ever will be."
With that said you turned and left them there, briskly walking back to catch an uber back to your apartment.
----------------------------While you left-----------------------------------
Eren stared at Armin, scoffing with annoyance "Bro, how you gonna forget they ain't together no more? Ony straight up did her dirty with Annie."
Armin sighed and took a step back. "I know but they're both my friends and I want them both to be happy and come out more. guess I messed up by asking them out around each other. It's just that we hardly get to chill with both of them around, you know...it's tough."
Eren shook his head, his frustration evident in his furrowed brow. "I get that, Armin, but you gotta realize it's not just about them being happy. Ony really hurt Y/N, man. And seeing him around just brings back all that pain."
Armin's shoulders slumped in defeat, his expression reflecting the weight of his guilt. "I know, Eren, I know," he muttered, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "I just... I don't know how to fix this mess."
Sasha, who had been listening quietly, spoke up with a sympathetic tone. "Maybe there's no quick fix, Armin. Sometimes all we can do is give them space and time to heal, you know?"
Connie nodded in agreement, his expression serious. "Yeah, sometimes the best thing we can do is just be there for them when they're ready to talk or when they need us."
Armin sighed; his gaze heavy with regret. "You're right," he admitted, a sense of resignation settling over him. "I just hope they both find their way through this, somehow."
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𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨 𝐜𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐦𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬. | 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐨’𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
Tags: enemies to lovers, college au, smut, 18+, slow burn,
synopsis: It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single, brooding man in possession of a good future in genetics, must be in want of a girlfriend.
Or at least a fake one to get his family off his back.
(college au & fake dating trope ft my favourite grumpy man who doesn't fall first but ends up falling harder. ouch.)
Chapter two: low expectations.
taglist: @oharasfilipinawife @palesatan @yougavemeyourheartyouknow @amelialysm @crimin4llyins4ne
A/N: sorry for the late update, but imma catch you guys up 🫡
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Over the next few days you manage to get your pre-reading all done and dusted.
You can’t help but already feel exhausted by the amount of things that you have to juggle at university.
Just as soon as you were completed with one task, you groaned at the thought of your long list of remaining errands. Bills, assignments, grocery shopping and your shifts at the cafe were all piled on top of you constantly, not to mention your attempt to attend your lectures and classes, double checking that they were the right ones.
But the most stressful by far was trying to avoid your mother’s calls, which occurs at least twice a day. As of recently, you had thought that you were safe, coming up with excuses left, right and center.
At least that was before you had seen a missed call from your dad this morning.
That’s how you know that you’re really in the shits.
You’re gonna have to come up with something. And in quick timing.
But for now, you’re going to have to sideline your personal dilemmas.
With your new job at the cafe, you have no choice but to remain consistent with your routine, that is of course, if you want your new job to last.
After weeks of rejection or rather, the lack of replies, you had managed to secure a job at your roommate’s favorite cafe spot.
And by secure you mean that you had sort of lied about having experience in a cafe previously.
You didn’t entirely lie…just exaggerated the truth a little bit.
This was one of the only jobs that had replied to you out of a whole stockpile and you weren’t going to let it go to waste. Not under any circumstances.
You did have the experience of watching and observing what your classmate did at her family owned cafe whilst you were on the till for a few minutes.
But nonetheless, what’s so hard about making coffee? Anyone can do this shit. It’s okay if you’re learning on the job, doesn’t everyone? Currently, you succeed in trying to rotate between keeping track of orders and making drinks as well as trying not to get in MJ’s way too much.
But you were handling it to the best of your abilities. Even if that did mean messing up a few of your customers' orders every once in a while. MJ had said nothing about it so far which means that you're in the green light.
For now.
“You really should be getting some sleep, don’t let your first year knock you out before midterms.” She acknowledges, elbowing you slightly.
“I kno–” you barely finish your sentence, another yawn coming out of nowhere.
“See?” She hums, finishing off an order for the previous customer. “You need some beauty sleep.”
She’s referring to your bruised under eye bags that have started to appear. Ultimately, the results of you staying up till midnight yesterday to finish off an assignment. You had only managed to get a few hours of sleep before waking up in time for your 6am shift.
“I also need money, but we can’t have it all can we MJ?” you note, keeping your tone light before you move on to serve another customer.
You’ve only been on shift for a couple of hours but you think you’re coping well so far. MJ forewarned you about the morning lecture rush hour. You guessed that it was soon by glancing at the old clock hung up on the wall, indicating that it was just after 8:30 am. Students continued to spill in and out of the cafe, the bell above the front door continuously ringing in your ears.
A small line had begun to queue up and you swiftly moved through them with ease. As your next customer came up to the counter, your face lit up at the sight of a familiar face.
“Oh hey stranger–” you begin, recognising the same grueling face that you had seen last week bore into you. But you barely get a chance to finish your sentences before he cuts you off sharply.
“Coffee. Black.”
Your mouth forms an ‘o’ as you tap his order into the machine, immediately sensing his disgruntled aura. By the expression on his face, you can tell that he doesn’t seem up for teasing.
He seems…frustrated? Or maybe even upset?
“Name?”
“Miguel.”
You can’t tell whether he’s cranky because it’s 8am in the morning or rather that you failed to notice this the last time you saw him. Either way, it makes you a little dazed. Perhaps he wasn’t a morning person. You understood that because you were the complete same. Taking his name, you brush him off instead hoping that your coffee will cheer him up.
You inform him of the price and he swipes his card without a second glance. He leaves to take a seat in one of the corners of the cafe which just so happens to be the only part of the cafe that wasn’t so overwhelmed with customers.
It’s not long before you head over there yourself with his order.
“Here’s your black coffee.” you say, setting it down in front of him. Hastily, you’re about to run off to prepare your next order before his words stop you.
“I ordered a black coffee. Not a latte.”
You turn around abruptly, realizing your full mistake. “Oh shit, I’m sorry—”
“Are you new here or just incapable of making a simple cup of black coffee?” Miguel interrupts, his tone laced with vexation.
“Who do you think you’re–”
Your outrage comes to a halt by the sound of your name being called by MJ. You glance over your shoulder and notice her point towards an ever growing queue of customers. Shit, you don’t have time to cuss him out.
Taking a deep breath, you make the decision to be the bigger person, after all it’s like what your manager Steve said…
‘ The customer is always right.’
“I’ll bring it over for you, m’sorry.” you apologize again, rubbing at your forehead, suddenly overwhelmed with the pressure. With sweat beading at your brows, you look over to see a small queue beginning in front of the till again.
MJ throws you a hurried glance, a look which you know means ‘hurry the fuck up and make these orders.’
You end up taking longer than five minutes to return back to him, run ragged with the new orders of coffees, teas, lattes, macchiatos and hot chocolates that continue to pile up.
“Here you go, sorry about that.” You place his new and correct drink in front of him.
“No worries.”
You’re almost taken aback by his response. First he snaps at you and now he’s telling you not to worry about it? God, he was so confusing.
“Enjoy.”
You think that you hear a mutter of ‘thanks’ leave his mouth but you don’t turn back to hear his words clearly. Yet… you can’t exactly keep away.
For some reason your brain keeps lingering towards a burning question which has rattled your mind all through the past week. Giving in to your temptations, you end up turning around and prompt Miguel with another question.
“How did you know ‘Pride and Prejudice’ was set in the 19th century?”
“Huh?” He glances up from his phone, his thumb paused in his mindless scrolling.
“Last time, when I saw you in the library. You knew it was set in the 19th century.”
“I didn’t.'' Miguel huffs, and your eyes can help but notice the size of his biceps. You estimate that they’re bigger than your fucking hands. “It was an estimated guess.”
“Really? You don’t seem too-”
“Listen.” Miguel quips, his sharp tone suddenly returning, causing your voice to trail off midway through your sentence. His fingers pinch the bridge of his nose as he speaks. “I’m going to try and say this in the nicest way possible, but I’m really not in the mood for some crap about your literature degree, okay? I really couldn’t care less.”
Ouch.
Your expression drops and you’re immediately aware of the distance between the two of you.
He’s right. You barely know him. He’s just a guy who just so happened to be there at one of the most embarrassing moments of your life. “Right, sorry.”
You’re about to leave his table before he stops you…again.
“Y’know I ought to tell your manager that you messed up my order.” Miguel begins, continuing to scroll on his phone, not bothering to even look up at you. “This is a very reputable cafe and if you start slacking on the job then…”
“Then what?” You question. “Are you trying to threaten me with a bad review?”
“I wouldn’t necessarily say threaten is the right word but…now that you say that perhaps I should write one.”
Your stomach drops at his words. “Oh, you fucking wouldn’t.”
He smirks, still peering down at his phone. “Maybe I would.”
“Bet.”
“Don’t start betting on things that you’ll end up regretting, nena.”
Your brow raises at his phrase which you don’t entirely understand but you really don’t have time to question it. Your patience is running out as well as your time to get back on track with the orders.
As you walk away from his table, his words seem to settle into your skin.
He wouldn’t? Would he? No… he hasn’t got the balls to. What kind of person has that amount of free time on their hands to write a bad review? At least he had gotten his coffee in the end, you were in your right mind not to spill it all over him on purpose.
“He’s a dick, he’s a dick, he’s a total dick.” You mutter under your breath, making your way back to your station. But you should’ve guessed that from your conversation with him in the library, recalling his mocking tone of your embarrassment.
You should’ve kept your expectations low if you ever thought that you were going to be friends with him.
“What did you say?” MJ queries, hearing your mumbles as you join her.
You nod towards Miguel, still sitting in the far corner scrolling mindlessly on his phone.
“He’s an evil, brooding…” You fail to think of an appropriate ending.
“Dick?” MJ ends.
“Correct.” you say. You promise to yourself that from this moment onwards you are refraining from looking over at that corner.
You find that time passes quickly during your shift and once the rush hour of students finally dies down, you and MJ get the chance to finally take a break.
“Fucking hell, I never want to do that again.” She murmurs wiping down the surfaces near the coffee machines for any spilt substances.
“Ditto that.” you murmur, grabbing a cloth to wipe down some empty tables.
Learning that MJ was a performing arts student made you more than happy to get along well with her. She was in her second year, yet in a sea of sickening STEM students here you had real proof that you weren’t the only humanities student.
Take that Miguel.
/
Currently eating dinner alone in your apartment, you reminisce on your day in silence, your roommate out at her weekly computer coding club. You think that it was safe to say that it was a good day today, despite all the stresses at work.
Speaking of work, you recall the conversation from this morning.
You don’t want to give this Miguel guy too much credit but you’d be lying if you said that his threat earlier didn’t scare the shit out of you for the remainder of your day.
Even MJ had to ask if you were alright when it got to the end of your shift and you had brushed it off, blaming it on your exhaustion.
He was totally bluffing….right? I mean, he doesn’t even know you.
You bite down on your metallic fork, anxiety rapidly filling you within.
No, you can’t help it. You have to check.
Chewing on your fingernails, you type in the name of the cafe that you work out and head over to the reviews section on Google.
Scrolling down to find the latest reviews, your stomach practically drops at one comment, under the simple username of: @miguelohara20.
‘New barista lacked the ability to do her job. Couldn’t pay attention to even get my order right. Talks way too much unprovoked, to the point where you might as well save some money and make the damn coffee yourself.’
The fucking nerve of this guy causes so much anger within you that your fork practically falls from your other hand as you immediately go to text MJ. You send her a screenshot before typing with fury.
- ‘Did you see this? This was that guy that I was complaining about earlier: the rude, evil, brooding STEM one.’
Sent: 7:34pm
It’s not long before you receive a reply from MJ and it’s one that makes your stomach drop.
- ‘Yeah I did :/ Steve texted me about it actually.
Received: 7:36pm
MJ sends through another text, a few seconds later.
- ‘He wants a meeting with you on ‘customer etiquette’ !!
Received 7:36pm
Dropping your phone on the table, you let out a groan, holding your head in your hands. Now, this day went from ‘good’ to being the second worst day of your life, now with your job on the line.
Yeah…you think you fucking hate Miguel now.
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Slow and Steady
Pairing: Eddie Diaz x Reader
Word count: 2.2k
Notes: This was requested twice, once with Buck and once with Eddie and imma do both lmao
P. S: YEAH SORRY I DIED BEFORE FINISHING THIS
“Oh my god Eddie!” You toss your book down, get up from the couch, and run over to the door where Buck is helping him walk in
“What happened??”
“Trust me! It’s way better than it looks!” Buck tries to reassure you as he guides Eddie to the bedroom, you rush ahead of them and push the covers back and he dumps Eddie on the bed, Eddie rolls over with his face planted in the blankets and giggles
He actually giggles
“Buck?!” You gesture to your boyfriend on the bed and he sighs
“Okay. Don’t freak out”
“It’s a bit late for that!” You cross your arms and Eddie reaches out for you
“You’re so pretty when you’re mad” he sighs dreamily and you nod your head
“Thank you, baby, Evan?”
“Damn she said your name” he rolls back over and Buck rolls his eyes
“He uh- well he kinda fell off the ladder at work and-“
“He what?!”
“That lady was not very nice” Eddie pouts and you pinch the bridge of your nose
“It wasn’t that bad of a fall I swear!! Just you know uh twobruisedribsandapossiblefractureinhisarm. Anyway I have to go back now so-“
“Evan Buckley!”
He literally runs from the room as you’re left spluttering, Eddie is currently trying to yank his shirt off his head but he just knocks himself over
“I left his discharge papers on the table I love you guys I’ll be back after my shift bye!!” You hear the front door slam and you stomp your foot
“Buck!!”
“I don’t think he’s coming back”
You turn to Eddie who’s got his shirt wrapped around his face and his pants halfway off
“Yeah I don’t think so either”
After getting Eddie to just sit still you manage to go back to the dining room for the discharge papers. He’s got two bruised ribs and a fracture in his arm that they’ve put a cast on. He’s been given enough meds to knock out an elephant and after a round of being absolutely fruit loops, he should pass out. He’s also got a bottle of more painkillers to be administered every 6 to 8 hours depending on the pain
“Well, at least he’s not dead”
“Who’s not dead” Eddie is standing in the doorway or rather slumped against the wall about to fall over
“Eddie!! You promised you’d stay in bed!” You gently put your arm around his waist and guide him back to bed and he whines
“I tried!! I promise I tried, but I just- I missed you”
“You missed me huh?” You kiss his nose and he nuzzles against your hand stroking his hair
“Come take a nap with me?”
You sigh as he shuffles over and pats the spot next to him. You crawl into bed and pull the covers over you both and he lays his head on your chest, wrapping his arm carefully around you
“Man I see why you like this” He purrs and you giggle, running your fingers through his hair
“Shut up and go to sleep”
“Mmm yes ma’am”
“How are you feeling?” You ask quietly as you come into the bedroom and Eddie looks over at you, grimacing a little
“Okay I spose… fuck this hurts” He holds his side and you come over and put your hand on his forehead, smoothing his hair back slowly
After he’d fallen asleep you waited for a bit before getting out of bed and getting things cleaned up a bit. You made yourself lunch and got dinner prepped because you weren’t sure what dealing with medicated Eddie was going to be like but you were absolutely sure dinner wasn’t going to be easy without some help
“I know… Do you want more meds? It’s about time to take them”
“Maybe” he takes your hand and kisses your fingers, holding them to his chest
“I’m sorry I scared you. I can’t remember coming in but I know it scared you”
You smile a little “ I accept your apology… you were pretty freaking cute… kinda clingy”
He chuckles and shakes his head “I’m sorry for who I am on pain medication”
“It’s okay, I really like silly Eddie. He should come out more often” you tease and he squeezes your hand a little
“Shut it”
You lean forward and kiss him softly “I really was worried”
“I know… it wasn’t too bad of a fall though”
“You have two bruised ribs and a fractured arm. You’re not Superman”
“Okay, But they could be broken. Besides, I’m your hero baby. I’m definitely Superman”
You narrow your eyes at him and he grins widely, pulling you into him more
“Okay okay I’m kidding, sheesh” He manages to maneuver you onto his hips and you cross your arms
“Where is this going?”
“Oh honey, I know you can feel where this is going” He slides his hand down to your hip and you giggle and bat at his hand
“Eddie you’re hurt. We’re not-“
“Please? I… I need you” He says it quietly and you look at him, he seems so serious right now.
“Eddie?”
“I just need you okay? I don’t- I’m not ready to talk about it”
“Okay”
You pull your shirt over your head and toss it to the other side of the bed, he watches you intently as you move off of him for a second and pull off your lounge shorts. He sighs softly at the sight of your bare cunt and reaches out for you. His hand strokes down your thigh slowly in anticipation and he grins
“Kiss me”
You get back onto him and lean forward, putting your hands on the sides of him instead of on his chest, and kiss him slowly, his tongue finds yours battling for dominance but not having his usual desperation behind it, no it’s all slow and sensual and loving
He wants to make love to you
He holds your hips with one hand, sighing when his cast gets in the way of holding you like he wants to. You smirk and lay it across his chest carefully
“You have to be careful”
“I really don’t want to be”
“Too bad” You reach down and pull his cock from his boxers, stroking slowly before you lean down to kiss him again. He traces the shape of you with his fingers, starting from the curve of your cheek down to your hips, His fingers trace lightly over your jawline and over your collarbone, he pulls away to breathe and instead kisses the tip of your ear, whispering how deeply his body craves yours
“Te Quiero”
His hand glides down your body, exploring your plush curves and teasing your nipples, you feel a shiver trail down your spine as he rolls the little nubs between his fingers, watching them harden
“Te necesito”
His fingers flow down to your thighs, so soft and beautiful to him. He follows the shape of them, teasingly drawing little shapes on the inside of them until he reaches the warm apex of your thighs
“Te Amo”
He slips a single finger inside you, touching you slowly and coating it in your slick. You’re so gentle with the way you lay your head on his chest, moaning softly into his skin.
You squirm with anticipation as he slips another finger in, working you open at a leisurely pace. He’s in absolutely no hurry right now, no quickies in the corner of the station, no eagerly devouring your wet pussy in his backseat. He raises an eyebrow at the frustrated little huff you let out against his shoulder
“Something the matter?”
“Y-you’re tea-teasing” Your body is trembling against his and he loves it. Loves feeling how you’re shaking with need
“Oh I’d have slammed you through this mattress by now if I could have” he reassures you, dipping a third finger into your soaked heat “But for now? I just want to enjoy the love of my life. Is that okay with you?”
He does pick up the pace a bit now that he’s got three fingers inside you, your body rocks on his fingers and you nod, feeling higher than he is right now
“Uh huh, t-that’s okay”
“Gonna ride me, baby? Gonna try and fit me all in that tight little snatch?”
Your cheeks flush and he pulls his hand away, offering it up to you. You eagerly clean it up, staring at him the entire time. A chill runs down his spine as he stares into those pretty eyes, dark and cloudy with lust, and he knows they match his. He can feel your clit practically throbbing on his cock
You get on your knees, your body hovering above his for a second before you line up his cock with your entrance. His eyes roll over your body and he bites his lip, admiring the way your folds glisten in the dim lighting before you sink down onto him. It takes everything in him to let you take your time, he holds your hand, squeezing lightly as you fully seat yourself back on him
“H-holy shit” he sounds as delirious as you feel.
“You’re tellin me” you agree, your thighs trembling as you let your head fall back gently
“Oh my god” You’re a little hesitant at first, you’re not really sure just how much he can take. But he stares up at you like you’re his moon, and he’s seeing stars (literally in his case) and you can’t help yourself, immediately finding a smooth, sensual rhythm that doesn’t hurt him and drives both of you wild
“Fuck just like that” Eddie’s eyes roll back as you ride him, your hips swirling in slow, deliberate circles to hit your spot over and over again because he can’t drive his hips into you like he’s so desperate to do
He pants raggedly as he grabs your ass in his hand, squeezing your soft flesh and bouncing it in his hand
“Goddamn baby girl” he groans in frustration, dreaming about how you look with your ass in the air and face buried in the pillows. You take his hand, putting it on your breast and he squeezes it gentler and teases your nipple
“Wanna suck on em so badly” He mumbles and you look at him, your face is flushed and hot, your mouth open in a little “o” shape as he hits deeper and deeper with every roll of your hips, he trails his hand down your torso, grinning like the Cheshire Cat when he feels the bulge of him in you
“Jesus I never get used to that” He strokes your soft skin, mesmerized by the slow roll of your hips, the way your body moves on top of him. How your cunt squeezes him, struggling with each bounce to take all of him in you
“So tight for me aren’t you? Soaked like a little slut and I’m not even doing anything”
He looks so drunk in love right now as he rubs your clit, blinking slowly up at you. He reaches out with his other arm, wincing a little before pulling you down to him and connecting your lips
“Edd-“
“Shut up” he mumbles, his lips moving in sync with yours as his body shudders as you start to ride him faster, he can tell you’re getting just as close as he is. He cups the back of your neck as your legs spread more, sinking you down further into his cock
“You gonna cum for me baby? My good girl gonna cum all over this cock?”
He’s always had such a way with words. You finish on him, gasping as you try your best not to jolt him too much, your body quakes as you arch your back bouncing on him just a little. He hisses in a painful pleasure kind of way as his hips meet yours anyway, cumming deep inside you. He holds you down, forcing every last drop in.
He lets go and you fall to the side, your body jerking a little as you come down from your high. Eddie has his hand on your thigh, squeezing it gently and you pant together.
“I love you, Corazón”
“I love you too, Superman”
True to his word, Buck lets himself in after his shift. Exhausted he hangs up his jacket and slips off his shoes, padding over to the fridge and grabbing the Tupperware with his name on it
“God I love that girl” He fake sniffles as he tosses it in the microwave and waits for it to heat up. He grabs a tray from the cabinet, putting a fork and napkin on it and a cold beer. He’s definitely eating dinner in bed (the guest room, aka his room) and passing the fuck out.
“Shit shit hot” he drops the bowl on the tray and picks it all up, going back to the guest room. He stops in front of Eddie’s room, the door partially open and bumps it with his side
“Hey, Y/N I’m-“
You look up at him, your mouth wrapped around Eddie’s cock, his hand on your head. You pull away from him and Eddie throws a blanket over you
“Jesus Buck-“
“MY EYESSSS”
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Memory lane
This is part 2 part one is here!
Please excuse any grammatical errors 😥!
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"MAN ION LIKE BOYS BUT who was that fine ass boy you was talking to at the mall yesterday n/n?" London asked. "Oh he's someone from middle school." You shrugged and smiled.
"One of them kids that made you leave?" You nodded. You clacked your nails together as london mugged you. "No no he was the one who made them stop." You said defending armin.
"Ohhh okay." She said. "I'm happy that you found someone my love." She said smiling and wrapping you into a hug. Paris was sleeping cuddling with your dog kody who was also sleeping.
"I wanna see how they look now." You mumbled and laid on your stomach before opening instagram and clicking armin's page. You scrolled on his page.
"But maybe imma see them later." You said. "Girl you over there worried bout them,youn got nothing to be worried bout." London said. "Okay?" London asked. "Okay." You said clicking your phone off. "Now let's go do summm." She said smiling and getting off of your bed. She grabbed your beats pill speaker and grabbed your phone. She unlocked it and clicked shuffle on your playlist.
'Run tha streetz.' By Tupac started to play as you both of you starting singing. "YOU COULD RUN THE STREETS WITH YOUR THUGS ILL BE WAITING FOR YOUUUUUU." The both of you began singing outloud and laughing.
London went on her Instagram and began to go live.
User1: ouuuu who is thaaaat?
3rennn joined.
Mi.mikasa joined.
Meelasplayhouse: ouuuuu she reall prettyy.
"I know right!" London said bringing your face into the camera. You just smiled and lip synced to the song.
Armin.alert joined.
"Ohhh y/n there go your mannnnn." She said as you jerked your head back before looking closer to the phone and seeing that armin joined. Your face went hot as you just sucked your teeth."Girl that's not my mannnn." You said. "Yet." She whispered.
Niseyuserlol: whoooooo!?
^gossipqueennn: that basketball player armin alert.
Jaecomments: no way she talks to armin alert.
"That's cause I don't." You said throwing some hair over your shoulder.
You pulled your pants up and buckled them finally after jumping just to get them up. You took a breath out and just laid on your bed out of breath. "Lord have mercy." You sighed out and stood up before you walked to your dresser and grabbed a shirt and slid it on.
You walked to your closet and grabbed your jordan 4's before abusing your finger trying to put your shoe on.
You grabbed your bookbag and threw some blank journals, a binder,some mechanical pencils pens and some paper in it. You grabbed your France fragrance perfume by Victoria secret and sprayed some on you before placing it into your bookbag.
You grabbed a hoodie and made your way downstairs. You seen your mom throwing last minute things into her purse before looking up and seeing you.
"Oh hey baby you look beautiful as always." She said kissing your forehead. "Thank you ma." You said cheesing. Your mom grabbed her phone and held it up. "I need my pictures,this your last year mama." She said.
You groaned. "Maaaaaaaaa." She shook her head. "Ion wanna hear it,now pose." You did a pose with a fake smile and she clicked the button making the flash shine bright in your eye. Your eyes watered as she took a thousand more pictures.
"Okay ma. It's getting late." You said looking at your Apple Watch. "Okay fine."she said smiling at the pictures she did get. "Ahhhh my baby got so big." She said. You sat in the front with her as she started the car and backed out of the driveway. "Okay here's your schedule,just ask around and someone would point to where you have to go okay?" Your mom said handing you your schedule. You nodded before taking it from her.
You looked at it and scanned for your first class. "Psychology." You read outloud. You walked around asking for directions as everyone pointed to where your class was. Your heart was beating out of your chest as you knocked on the door.
Someone opened it as your heart was beating out of its chest as you walked to the teachers desk. She had glasses with a ponytail and a green suit on.
"Hello." She greeted as she took your schedule. She scanned it and nodded. "Okay you can sit in this group right here." She pointed to a group that had one seat missing. You nodded "thank you ms...." You trailed off you her name. "Oh it's hanji! Don't worry students always have a hard time pronouncing my name." She said smiling.
You just gave her a little smile before you turned and made your way to the back where you sat down in the seat drawing attention to yourself. "My goodness she's so pretty." One of the girls whispered to the other who just nodded in agreement.
"Y/n?" You heard someone call you. "You looked around and seen the familiar blonde. "Armin?" You asked scooting over to him and hugging him.
"Wait your name is y/n? As in y/n l/n?"the boy with a buzz cut asked as you nodded hesitantly. All of their eyes widened and their jaws dropped.
"Pick ya jaw up off the floor before someone step on it." Armin said mugging them. "How do you know that?" You asked them tracing your forearm tattoo. "Um I'm Connie,that's mikasa,Jean,Sasha and eren." Your body went hot as your eyes widened.
"My bad man we didn't mean to run you away." Connie apologized. You just shooed it off. "You good,I just hope that we're passed that point." Everyone eagerly nodded as you just chuckled. "You're so fine." Jean said as you just smiled. "Thank you." You said. Armin just chew on his inside cheek.
"Okay class so we're going to be talking about the mind responds to different things." Hanji said titling the board. "Make sure you take good notes and use a pen,do not write with a pencil in my class." Hanji said pushing her glasses up and turning around.
"Y/n." Armin lightly nudged you. "Hm?" You asked looking at him. "You're left handed?" He asked looking at you holding your pen. You just chuckled and nodded yes. "That's so cool." He said with a pearly smile.
His pink plumped lips looked so kissable right now. "Wanna go catch up wit you." He said. You nodded "yeah when?" You said bouncing your leg up and down. "Today after school." You nodded. "Yeah but you gotta come get me cause ion gotta car yet." He nodded his head. "Ight imma come get you around what? 5:30?" He asked. You nodded. "Bett." He smiled.
My kitty kitty meow meow is not meowing right now. It's growling,barking and waterfalling. Heyyy do you like hello kitty cause my kitty wanna say hi to you lollll.
His nose is so rideable. I can see his abs though his shirt. I should ask him what size shoe he wear for research purposes..
"Y/n you good?" He asked you "I'm good." You cleared your throat and continued to write the notes down.
"Okay so now that we're done with the notes! Please review with your partner what you've taken down. And exchange some information between the two. After that please give me two examples of the different types of responses and stimulus's" hanji said writing on the Promethean board.
You were sitting beside Sasha and armin. "Hiiii." She exitedly waved as you smiled and returned her wave. "Okay so I'm just going to let you know nowww,I'm INLOVE with you." She said. You just laughed and covered your mouth. "Thank you." You said barring your false eyelashes at her.
"Girl I'm so serious." She said with a serious expression before the both of you buses out laughing. "Na I'm just playing but wanna work with me?" She asked. "Yeah sure." You said.
Both you and Sasha exchanged socials and phone numbers before getting to know eachother. Hanji had to ask you two to quiet down more than once,which was horrible due to the both of you laughing out loud.
"So what's something you've been interested in?" Sasha asked you as the wrote down the answers "I've learned how to do hair." You replied as you worked.
"Ohhh that's niceee,I know how to do nails." She said showing you. You gasped and grabbed her hand as you looked at her nails. "Girllll these are so cuteeeeeee." You said looking at her short nails that were black French tipped with little planets on it.
"These $45 for you ma." She said with a little wink. "Ouuuuuuu." You covered your mouth from being excited. "So y/n..." Connie drew attention to you as they all started asking you questions until class was over with.
You placed your things in your bookbag and you looked up to see Sasha waiting for you at the door. You just smiled as you walked next to her. "I didn't think you was going to wait for me." You took your beats out and placed them around your neck. "Why?" She giggled out. "Becauseeeee." You trialed off.
"Listen I'm truly sorry for how we all treated you in middle school,but I promise you that we aren't like that anymore." You just played with your lanyard that held your id in it. "Okay." You said with a small smile.
She wrapped her arm in with yours and walked with you to where everyone was. "Y/nnnnnn!" Connie said running up to you.
This was honestly so weird. "Yes?" You asked looking for Armin.
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you belong with me
idol : na jaemin // nct dream song : you belong with me - taylor swift warnings : none word count : 673
you absolutely hated the girl jaemin was talking to, you couldn’t help but compare yourself to her. her hair color, her height, even down to the clubs she joined. she was the exact opposite of you which only pissed you off even more.
jaemin and you have been neighbors and friends for so long you just developed this long time crush on him. you were just hoping that he would return that feeling back to you, so when college came around and he realized they give out free condoms he decided he wanted to date.
“stop glaring at them, it's starting to freak me out.” haechan says sitting across from you working on this assignment you two got paired on.
“i can’t help it, how is he okay with her wearing short skirts like that but when i tried he literally called my parents.” you scoff slouching against the chair not caring about the project.
“look if i fail physics because you dont have the balls to tell him you like him, then imma kill you.” haechan reaches out, flicking your forehead.
“hey what the hell.” reaching out to return the flick, you both get interrupted by jaemin.
“hey guys, how's it going?” jaemin smiles, sliding into the chair right next to you.
“fine.” haechan grumbles out gathering his supplies and leaving you both.
“whats his problem?” jaemin watches haechan walking out the door pissed.
shrugging your shoulders knowing damn well what haechans problem was. haechan knew you wouldn’t get any work done with jaemin in looking distance from you. now that he was touching distance, yeah you were useless..
“giselle is having a party tonight if you wanna join.” jaemin says, playing with the ends of your hair, smiling at you. “i hope to see you there. you never go out.”
“not exactly my scene, but yeah. i think i can show up or something.”
“great, ill see you there then, ill text you the address!” he gets up patting your head and walking off.
maybe this was a bad idea. you were in clothes that were too small and too tight, wearing make up that made you look like someone different. but you're gonna enjoy it tonight. reaching the kitchen you start to make yourself a drink when you hear a voice in your ear.
“well i havent seen you around camp-” jaemin begins only to stop when he realized it was you. “what the fuck are you wearing? is that makeup?” jaemin reaches out trying to touch your face. completely dodging him.
“yeah it's a party jaem, i had to get dressed up.” you shrug gulping down your drink.
jaemin scoffs in disbelief pulling off the jacket he was wearing, wrapping it around the back of your skirt. “what the fuck are yo-” you start to say only for jaemin to throw you over his shoulders leading you both up the stairs.
“jaemin put me down, people are staring.” you try to fight out his grip.
“then shut up till we get up the stairs.”
jaemin tosses you onto a bed in a vacant room, turning to lock the door.
“let me out.” you try to reach the door only for him to block your path.
“no. now tell me what this is.” he says waving a hand around your face down to your body.
“why do you care? you never seem to care when the girls you sleep with look like this.” you grumble out.
“i never slept with any of them.” jaemin says looking away from you, you see the faint blush on his cheeks.
“what?”
“i- ugh you make it so difficult, i like you. i think i always have but i was scared you didn't like me so i tried to date other people hoping these feelings would subside. but clearly they haven't if i can't bear to have other guys see you dressed like this." jaemin huffs out raking his hand through his hair.
you smile at his flustered state, “i like you too jaem.”
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Xiaoting x male reader - F*ck Practice, F*ck me instead
You woke up to the sun beaming down your my face and Ting on your chest, sleeping deeply,
And very loudly to say the least.
The last thing you could remember was being very drunk at a party and Ting having to walk you home,
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It was around 2:00 in the morning and it felt like the party could go on forever, But you wouldn't last till 3, You were drunk as hell and could barely walk nor talk.
But all that mattered to you was that you could still see and hear and that's all that you cared about.
But to Ting, You looked like a drunk piece of mess that couldn't walk by himself. She could barely focus on partying without turning her back to look at you.
What made her reach her limit was you asking for yet another drink to wash down the other hundred bottles you already drank.
After saying bye to her friends, she walked over to you, made you stand up, put your arm on her shoulder, and supported you while walking back to your dorm.
You could barely register what was happening as the ringing in your ear didn't stop and you couldn't even see properly.
After reaching your dorm, Ting reached into your pockets snd dug out your keys.
After laying you down on your bed, Ting grabbed her bag and was about to walk out when you grabbed her hand,
"Stay Ting, Please".
"Fine, Only to make sure you don't die in your sleep".
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And here you were, Ears still ringing and your vision still horrible but at least you had Ting by your side.
After staring at the ceiling for 20 minutes m, you realized how shit you smell and slowly crawled out of bed while trying not to wake Ting up.
Your plan was unsuccessful as Tong almost woke up instantly as you stood up.
"Morning Ting", you said while waving at her.
"What time is it Y/n?"
You looked at the clock, "1:35, why?"
Ting looked shocked and you couldn't help but giggle at her reaction.
"Did we really sleep for that long?!"
"Yeah, I guess so. Anyways Imma take a shower. Feel free to whatever you want as long as it's not illegal", you said while grabbing a pair of clothes and waved.
You assumed that she'd just end up leaving, so you left the bathroom door unlocked.
You took off your clothes and hopped inside the shower.
The first thing you did was put on shampoo and clean your body.
You heard a door close but you assumed it was Ting leaving, But oh how wrong you were.
You continued your shower session, which included a lot of lip syncing to songs and whistling.
After almost finishing your shower, all that was left was too put on your conditioner.
You grabbed your conditioner but heard something behind you.
"Let me see it, I can put it on your hair for you".
"Okay thanks, here", You passed the conditioner to whoever was behind you, not knowing who was behind you.
It wasn't until after a couple of seconds that you realized that someone else was in the shower with you.
You turned around in shock to see Tong standing there with a smile.
"What are you doing here?!" You shouted in confusion.
"What? You were going to hog all the hot water so I might as well be in here as well", She said while Squirting some conditioner on her hand,
"Now turn around so I can Put conditioner on your hair"
You did as she said and she applied the conditioner on your hair.
Her smooth and silky fingers ran through your hair as she thoroughly made sure every strand of hair was lathered in Conditioner.
After a couple minutes Ting sprayed water on your hair and gave you the conditioner,
"Here, now do my hair"
"O-Okay", you nervously responded as you squirted some conditioner on your hand.
You couldn't help but look down at her beautiful round ass.
She could obviously tell what you were looking at so she purposely dropped a brush and bent down to pick it up.
"Like what you see Y/n~"
"W-What, I don't know what you're talking about, now stand still so I can put the conditioner on your hair", You regretfully said.
You thoroughly went through her hair, but you couldn't really concentrate as she was purposely standing in a way where her ass was touching your legs and partly your member.
After thoroughly scrubbing the conditioner, you sprayed water over hair and washed the conditioner off.
"There, happy?"
"Very, But you know what else looks happy?"
She was obviously talking about your member as it was basically rock hard.
"I think your just talking nonsense Ting", You said and turned around to turn the water off.
Ting then hugged you from behind,
"Come on, let's have some fuuunnn, don't you want to know how it feels to have sex with a kpop star?"
"No, Besides you have practice today, what if you're late?"
"Fuck Practice! Id Rather have sex with you then go to practice!"
"No Ting, Your going to practice, I don't want to be the cause for you being late because you want to fuck".
You put on boxers and handed a towel to Xiaoting while still arguing,
"And? like I said, fuck practice, and Stop turning me down Y/n! I'm older than you so you should listen to your elders!"
"Your only half a month older than me? And right now your acting like immature brat!"
You walked to your room while
"Yeah, a brat that wants to have sex with you! Come on Y/n, it won't take that long!"
"I refuse to believe you, last time you told me that it wouldn't take long you missed your whole practice session and your company were on your ass for missing!"
You were about to put on pants when Ting pushed you onto the bed,
"Yeah well it wasn't my fault you wouldn't let mw ride you! If you didn't refuse I wouldn't have missed practice! So now you owe me!"
"I don't owe you shit! And you were still toing to miss practice without arguing! I'm not having sex with you Ting!"
"Why! Is it because you fucking hate my guts?!
"What?! I never said anything about hating your guts, besides if I hated you when we first met I wouldn't have been Rearranging Your guts in the first place!"
Ting climbed on top of you while pulling down your boxers,
"So then lets have sex Y/n! I promise it won't take that long", she begged.
You knew that it would take that long, but this argument would go nowhere if you kept arguing with her.
You knew she'd miss practice but if she wanted you that bad then you'll let her have you.
*exhale* "Okay fine, bug if you miss practice that'll be your fault Ting".
"I won't, besides you won't last long with someone like me~"
"Just cause your an idol that doesn't mean your automatically better at fucking someone Ting".
"Shush, let me handle this", she said as she slowly stroked your member.
Her speed slowly increased as she started spitting on your member.
She took a deep breath before taking your member whole.
It was a sight to see as you couldn't handle but moan at her actions.
Her gagging made you feel like you're in heaven.
She pulled back while gasping for air,
"Geez I don't remember your dick being this
big Y/n~".
You pug your hand on Ting, and after getting the okay signal, you started face fucking Ting. Her gagging made you move faster knowing that every time you hit the back of her throat with your member that you were about to blow your load inside her throat.
You started feeling a bit lightheaded, but nonetheless you kept face fucking Ting.
Looking at Ting, and her face covered in saliva and her eyes asking to be ruined.
The harder you face fucked Ting, the closer you were to your limit.
You felt your member twitching and realized you were about to blow your load inside her throat.
"Ah, Ting Your so fucking tight ah! I'm about to cum!"
And after a few seconds, you released your load into Ting's tight throat, You kept your member in her mouth for a minute before pulling out.
Ting immediately started gasping for air, showing how hard you fucked her mouth,
"Geez Y/n You really liked that didn't you, But now it's my turn~"
And with a swift spin, Ting was now on top of you.
"I've been waiting to do this since forever~"
adjusting yourself, you knew Ting was about to ride you hard, this was one of her biggest fantasies ever since you two started dating.
Ting started hovering above your member, slowly teasing it before slowly inserting herself into you.
She slowly slid herself while moaning the whole way.
When she reached the end of your member, that's when she started thrusting.
Moans escaping left and fight, as you two couldn't contain your emotions.
The more ting kept riding you the more you felt lightheaded.
You knew how ferocious ting could get and how much stress she had.
And know she was unloading all that stress on you.
Ting’s riding became more powerful as her ass smacking your lap increasingly became louder and so did her moans.
You tried you best to stop her moans and riding from getting to loud but there was no stopping Ting when she’s about to reach her climax.
To sort of neutralize the noise, you started making out with her, trying your best to mute out the loud moans coming from her.
“Mmm~, Fuck! Y/n! Im about to fucking cum! ah!”
And with one last, powerful, thrust, Both of you simultaneously orgasmed.
You spewed loads of your cum inside of her, Overfilling her, causing dome of your liquids to spill out of her vagina.
All you could do was stare at her and admire her body,
“One more round?”
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Hello! I hope your day is going well! Could I request a angst/comfort Jiyan x reader, where Jiyan has been away on the battlefield for months. The reader is feeling extremely lonely, and when Jiyan surprises the reader with his return, he's very gentle and wholesome with them. Thank you very much! I hope this wasn't too vague.
LETS GOOOOO!!!!! Now imma go suffer and try find a picture that actually fits . Thanks !
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Missing you.( Im back) Jiyan x reader
It’s been so long since you’ve last seen your lover’s face .
The mission was only supposed to be a week , but now it’s been months .
You really miss your overworked lover… as exhausted as he can be , you vowed you would take care of him anyways .
( You forgot to protect and nurture your own heart as well)
Now you’re on the bed , just praying to see a glimpse of teal to just give you a bit of hope that your lover’s coming back from the battlefield . Then you can take care of his weary bones and make sure he feels loved.
You stare at the ceiling , trying to recall what Jiyan looks like….
Sharp features…
Amber eyes…
Teal hair….
You forgot the rest………..
YOU FORGOT THE REST.
How could you?! That was utterly ridiculous! To forget what your lover looks like?!
But unfortunately, it was true , it’s been so long …. That you can’t even remember what he looks like , only colors , you couldn’t even describe his outfit.
As you realize how useless you are you start to hiccup and cry because you didn’t think you’d be so incompetent to the point where you forgot your lover…
Before your thoughts can spiral any further down the hole of despair, something moved around , you were pretty sure no one was supposed to be up at like , 1:47 am ….
You take a robe from the closet and put it on before opening the window and peeking outside , you couldn’t see anything , the usual , grass , trees, and the midnight general , and the city-
THE MIDNIGHT GENERAL?!
You whip your head to the side to make sure you weren’t hallucinating, only to find out you probably were since he wasn’t there…
You turn around to get back in bed but to your surprise , before you can even twist your upper torso to the side , long , warm arms wrap around your waist and coddle you gently .
You manage to turn around and come face to face with your lover .
He ‘s back
Sharp eyes , the color of molten lava , look at your figure slowly , his eyes trailing up and down as he makes sure you haven’t malnourished yourself in the months that he was gone.
You stare at him dumbfounded as you realize he’s actually back and not some stupid hallucination you have .
As he looks over you , he sees the dark , semicircles punched underneath your eyes. He rubs a thumb over them before saying .
“ You didn’t sleep , did you? Were you worrying about me?” He kisses your forehead before lifting you in a bridal carry and placing you in bed
You respond in a meek tone ,” Yes… I was worried okay?! You told me it was only supposed to be 2 weeks! It’s been 5 months.”
He stares at you as tears well up in your eyes , and then gently kisses them away , hugging your smaller frame as he replies with “ I’m sorry .. the Tacet Discord waves were getting bigger and bigger..”
He looks at you for a moment , then asks you ,” How about I run us both a bath , you let me take care of you as a reward for waiting for me , and I’ll sleep with you as my reward , alright?”
You stare at him and bite your lip for a few seconds before nodding and looking up at him , eyes softening.
He gives you a sweet smile before going to the bathroom and starts to run the bath , you could hear the water gently splashing on top of itself.
He then goes to the closet and pulls out soft , silk robes for you two to wear after the bath is done .
When the bath is filled with warm water, he gently picks you up and puts you in the bath , the water overlapping .
After the bath is done and both of you are throughly satisfied, he lays you on the bed and sits on the edge .
You cling onto him before letting go and patting your side , silently asking him to get in bed with you so you both can sleep.
He slips into bed with you and gently plays with your hair as one arm wraps around you and holds you flush to his chest , reassuring you that he’s here and breathing in one piece .
Soon your eyes begin to close , but before they do you say ,” Love you ,Jiyan..”
You were too drowsy to hear the response from him , but you knew that he loved you anyways no matter what and would return to you .
He smiles when he hears what you say , and then kisses your forehead, replying with .
“ I love you too,goodnight,my dear moon.”
#fluff#angst#Reader needs a hug#comfort#wuwa jiyan#jiyan wuthering waves#jiyan#jiyan x reader#jiyan x you#Jiyan is guilty#Wow these tags are a mess
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