sethsclearwater · 2 years ago
Note
i feel like seth would be the BEST during ur first time!! he would be so gentle and so soft and it's probably his first time too so it's all giggly and sweet and a lil awkward but 🥹🥹🥹
he would fr be the sweetest🥺
"you alright pretty girl?" seth asked softly, brushing a stray piece of hair out of your face as he smiled down at you.
you nodded, "it won't hurt... right?" you murmured, cheeks heating up to a deep pink.
"promise it's not gonna hurt babe," he cooed, "'s probably just gonna feel a little uncomfortable at first but we'll go slow, yea? don't wanna hurt you." he reassured and you nodded, smiling as he pressed his lips to your forehead for a gentle kiss.
"you ready?" he asked softly, smiling a bit as you nodded, "okay you just tell me if it starts to hurt, alright?" you nodded again, taking a deep breath as you spread your legs a bit wider for him.
he swiped his fingers between your slick folds, gathering some of the slick you had produced while he was fingering you just a few minutes prior, and spread it over the tip of his cock.
he lined the spongey head up with your entrance, gently pressing himself in until the tip pushed past your entrance. you whimpered, looking up at him nervously, "hurts?" he asked softly and you shook your head.
"jus' nervous," you murmured softly, "can i hold your hand?" you asked quietly and he smiled.
"'course you can hold my hand." he cooed, intertwining your fingers with his free hand, "ready now?" he asked softly and you nodded, taking a deep breath as he started to push himself into your tight channel.
your grip on his hand tightened as he pushed into you, "there you go pretty girl," he cooed, "doing so good for me."
you whined at the stretching sensation, "are you all the way in yet?" you asked softly, afraid to look down to where he was connecting with you.
seth hummed softly, "maybe halfway? you're doing great babe." he reassured and you nodded, taking in another deep breath as he continued to push into you until he bottomed out in you.
"take some deep breaths, yea?" he suggested, giving your intertwined hands a gentle squeeze as you nodded.
you could hardly focus on anything other than the fact that your boyfriend was stretching out your tight walls. although the stretch burned a bit, it was starting to feel much better and almost pleasurable.
"doesn't hurt, right?" he asked after a moment, his voice tight, almost like he was begging you to say no.
you shook your head, "jus' feel so full." you murmured, leaning into his touch as he stroked at your cheek adoringly.
he pressed another kiss to your forehead, "you tell me when you want me to move, okay? don't wanna hurt you." he cooed and you nodded, taking another deep breath as you willed yourself to comfortably accommodate him inside you.
after another moment, you looked back up at him, "i think you can move now..." you murmured, "but can you go slow?" you added shyly and he smiled, nodding.
"'course i'll go slow babe." he reassured, slowly drawing his hips back before plunging back into your heat.
324 notes · View notes
rendellstreet · 6 months ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Brief character information from the TTS series pitch bible seasons I & II
186 notes · View notes
all4seth · 1 year ago
Text
here for you
pov: you and seth buy your first apartment; the stressful “adult life” overwhelms you, but seth reminds you he is there for you.
“i’m home!” seth announced as he entered the empty apartment.
sitting on the cold wooden floor, surrounded by receipts and calculations on pieces of paper, i barely even acknowledged his arrival.
after taking off his shoes, he came over to me and asked, jokingly:
“is this seat taken?”
i shook my head absently, grabbing another random piece of paper.
he sat down next to me, his eyes vaguely going over my “work”.
“we can’t go shopping for at least a year from now” i suddenly muttered “and we should totally stick to eating pasta for dinner for a while. no eating out, of course”
i then went silent again, moving the papers around and checking them out.
the whole time, seth had watched me with soft eyes. he sighed and grabbed my hand, lifting me up.
i let go and finally looked at him for the first time since he’d gotten home, then said:
“not now, baby. i’m caught up in all this money stuff’
“please?” seth asked, with his sweet puppy eyes no one could ever say no to.
i contemplated for a few moments, then got up.
seth looked down at me with a smile so bright, it lit up the lifeless room. my stress vanished right away as he pressed his soft lips to mine.
he pulled away and smiled for a moment, before kissing me again. walking slowly, he led me to the empty kitchen.
“what are you doing?” i giggled.
“may i have this dance, m’lady?” seth asked and held out his hand.
i rolled my eyes, then took his hand. he gently pulled me as close to him as possible, chests pressing against each other. his body’s temperature was warming up mine and he buried his face into the crook of my neck.
we danced around in silence for a while, slowly and clumsily.
seth’s face moved closer to mine, his lips brushing over my ear.
“i hate seeing you this stressed out” he whispered.
i embraced him tighter, hiding the tears that had started rolling down my cheeks.
“tell me what i can do to help you, and i’ll do it. i’d do anything just to take some weight off your shoulders, baby”
i may had been able to hide a few tears, but not the sobs that came along.
seth pulled away a bit, just enough to cup my face with his hands. his eyes watered swiftly as he was looking into mine.
“don’t cry, baby, i’m here” he whispered, tearfully and he kissed my lips, then every tear on my face.
my eyes stung from crying, and so i shut them closed; he gently placed kisses on them as well.
he wiped my tear stained face with his thumbs, then hugged me tight, still slow dancing.
“i love you so much,” he whispered “and i want you to know that i am always here for you. not a second passes in which i do not think of you and what i can do to ease… all of this for you. and if that means only eating pasta for the rest of our lives, it’s fine by me, because at least i know it’s with you by my side. i know it’s overwhelming, but we’ve got each other. you’ve always been my safe space, my comfort and all i’ve ever wished for was to be that for you in return. i love you so much, you have no idea”
i looked up at him and kissed him tenderly.
“you are my safe space” i breathed out.
147 notes · View notes
swordbreakerz · 11 months ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
AUSTIN: Apokine reminds you, in that moment, that there are no only children. Not in Apostolos. Who’s up?
yesterday, three years and change since i finished counter/weight, i finally got the tattoo that has been living in my head ever since austin said there were no only children on apostalos. this podcast means a lot to me, it's brought me closer with a very dear friend, gotten me out of creative slumps, and fueled me through long stressful work shifts, and originally i was gonna say more sappy praise but being vulnerable on the internet gives me hives, so i'll let the tattoo speak for itself from here. much love to the cast for making a fish planet that i havent stopped thinking about for three straight years, keep up the good work
15 notes · View notes
bee-snail · 1 year ago
Text
I wrote some stuff about my TTS Miraculous AU last night (very late hahehhe).
Adira and Hector got their Miraculous at age 17 and 15 respectively. Both were so excited to have that power, in their own ways!
One of the things I couldn't settle on was what their hero names should be. I think I finally chose them!
I've got a few blurbs under the cut :]
One of them is of "present-time" Hector interacting with his successor, Eugene! The other two are "flashback" scenes of young Adira and Hector hahehe.
"Make sure you pick a good hero name." Hector grins, and Eugene looks up at him with a smile.
"Yeah? That sounds easy enough. How 'bout something dashing, something epic like— oh! Like Flynn Rider?"
Hector snorts. "You might not want to use an actual human name," Eugene pouts. "'Cause that's how Adira got stuck with Wildcard."
"Wait, she didn't choose to be The Wildcard?" Eugene looks genuinely surprised. "But that's such a badass name!"
"Hah! She hated it! She didn't pick a hero name 'cause she wanted to use her own. But that ended up in people not remembering her actual name and just calling her by stuff like "the red heroine" or "the spotted hero" until they eventually settled on The Wildcard."
"Huh."
"So if you don't want to get assigned a hero name, kid, you better choose a good one to begin with. Or don't," he shrugs. "And let the world choose how they'll call the next Cat. Who knows! Maybe they'll call you Kitten!"
"Shut up."
"Cub then!" He grins. "Since you're Panther's little heir and all!"
Eugene groans as Hector kept suggesting awful names in a joking way.
---
"Panther!" Hector almost shouts, making a cat-like pose that matches his hero outfit. "It's the perfect name!"
"But you already have a name," Adira, in her own special outfit, tilts her head in confusion. "It's Hector."
"I'm talking 'bout my hero name! Panther! Yeah, I can hear it already! The way that the moment I show up, my enemies are gonna go 'oh CRAP!! It's Panther!! Run, run!' and the people I'm saving will be all 'Oh my stars it's Panther!! He's here to save us! I'm such a big fan I'm gonna faint aauuuhhh!" Panther mockingly faints, earning a raise of eyebrows from his sister. He perks up soon after. "What's your hero name gonna be?"
"I have a name, it's Adira."
"But you gotta have something!" He argues. "A name that's gonna make the villains run away screaming and make civilians immediately melt in relief because they know they'll be saved!"
"Yeah, my name. Adira."
"You're so boring!"
"I just don't see the point of a nickname. My name is already terrifying to my foes and already comforting to my friends. Isn't that good enough?"
"Kay, then. But just know that our team name is gonna sound awful!"
"'Adira and Hector' sounds nice."
"'Panther and Adira' does not!"
"'Adira and Panther' sounds nice too."
"I sound like I'm your pet!" He pouts. "Also why does your name go first?"
"I'm older. Also, aren't cats usually house pets?"
He blows her a raspberry.
"So mature. See, that's why I'm the leader."
"A terrible one!"
"If I followed your ideas, yes, I'd be one."
"Shut up!!"
Quirin, watching his siblings from a higher spot, snorts.
'I'm the leader here.'
---
"What's up, Wildcard?" Hector snickers, as Quirin led their kwamis to eat on a nearby table.
"That's not my name." Adira cooly replies, but Hector can feel the annoyance underneath.
"Maybe you should've picked one yourself, I told you it'd be useful—"
"No you didn't."
"—and now's too late! It stuck! Now that's what everybody knows you for!" He snorts.
She huffs. "That's stupid. I have an actual name that people could know me for! It's not even hard to remember! Adira! Adira! It's five simple letters! How can Wildcard be better than Adira?"
"It's more memorable!" He grins. "Your strategies are always crazy! Everytime you pull a seemingly random Lucky Charm to do some wild plan you just concocted— you are a wildcard!"
"I am Adira." She grumbles.
"You're both!" He smiles.
"I hate this." She pouts.
"Oh?" He grins. "So it sucks to get nicknamed after your most memorable traits instead of just being referred to by your name?"
She glares.
"Oh, c'mon. You're lucky you didn't get named 'Spots'!"
"Shut up." She jokingly pushes him away as he laughs.
"Or 'Bugette'! Maybe the 'Red Lady Beetle'? Oh! How about 'The Spotted Hero: Lady Luck'?"
"Shut it!" By this point, she was almost smiling herself.
Though it has taken her a little while to get used to the new alias... She had to admit it did feel a little satisfying for villains to grow uneasy everytime The Wildcard was rumored to be around.
15 notes · View notes
lcvclywon · 6 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
teaser 𓍯𓂃 SO HIGHSCHOOL | ot7 series
back to masterlist
taglist ── open! until 29/5/2924 send an ask or comment to be added! | @floweryang @cupidhoons @ak-aaa-li @yvjw @xiaoderrrr @jlheon @junislqve @roastandtoast @un06 @lilyuwon @bywons @venn-ie @yongbokified @jwsdoll @tobiosbbyghorl @laurradoesloveu @chaehyunloveeee @shawnyle @en-gelic @hwangism143 @bbinwrld @deffnotnia @belovedsthings @honeywonuu @k1ttylvr @dimplewonie @llvrhee @fateenthisast @sasfransisco @tokkisann @jaklvbub @nazwrites-2002 @sseishiross @nshmrarki
DISCLAIMERS! i'm not trying to sexualize enhypen nor any other idols, this is a work of fiction. I do not actually view them like this in real life. Please do not copy nor plagarise.
thoughts frm yuya 💭 ack !!! blurb + announcement post finally out hehe >< each fic will be realllyyyy long so please do be patient with the posts TT Jay one will prob release first! I'll be releasing them throughout June + July so make sure to stay tuned for each post !! I will not be making separate taglists for each story unfortunately. Also huge huge HUGE thanks to my pookies @cupidhoons @bywons and @wonfilms for all the help on this, they legit helped me develop so many of the stories so i'm so grateful for that ^^ anw hope u guys are excited as I am about this !! (also apologies the header pics look so ass....all my design ideas were gone)
Tumblr media
You know how to ball I know Aristotle | LEE HEESEUNG
READ HERE
where...
You hate heeseung. You hate his toothy grin, you hate his obnoxiously loud laugh, you hate his roaring athleticism, and you've hated his guts ever since he dropped you in grade 7 for those stupid basketballers. Ever since then Lee Heeseung has never held a place in your heart, every waking moment you spent in the same building with him you were filled with sheer pettiness. But when your broadcasting club leader hands you an offer you can't refuse, can you put aside your differences for once and work with him?
pairing ── heeseung x female reader
genre ── forced proximity, childhood friends to enemies to lovers, popular basketball player x broadcasting club
wc ── est 12k or more
warnings ── cursing, heeseung lwk a dickhead, kissing, alcohol, underage drinking, fighting, they're both kinda evil
release date ── tba
Tumblr media
So tell me, who else is gonna know me? | PARK JONGSEONG
READ HERE
where...
Park Jongseong and Baek Y/N: the two biggest names in Decelis and two richest. Jay knew he would be bringing a date to his brothers wedding at the end of the school year, but he didn't expect that partner to be you of all people. After a small white lie Jay finds himself entangled in a rouse to fool his parents that you and him are now dating. This however seems to be a bigger blessing than you realise. While both using each other as pawns you find yourself "dating" Jay until the wedding; but as a four day trip ensues feelings change, lines get crossed, and walls come down.
pairing ── Jay x female reader
genre ── fake dating, childhood connection, rich kid au, one bed trope, slight angst
wc ── est 17k or more
warnings ── cursing, kissing, slight suggestiveness if you squint?, both of them are lwk nepo babies, slight familial issues, mentions of food, mentions of weddings, pet names
release date ── tba - maybe sometime this month ?
Tumblr media
Everything comes out of teenage petulance | SIM JAEYUN
READ HERE
where...
Sixth grade, that was when you first laid eyes on Jake Sim and you swore in that moment were what the poets called: lovestruck. Ever since that day you've been harbouring a massive crush on your older brothers best friend, a crush that would never be reciprocated unfortunately. However this was a fact you've learned to come to terms with. But in the midst of Junior year, when your physics grades are at the cusp of failure, your parents suggest Jake to help tutor you. When your repressed crush seems to resurface, you may not be as hopeless as you seem.
pairing ── Jake x female reader
genre ── brothers best friend x reader, forbidden romance, tutor x tutee, obvious x oblivious
wc ── est 11k or more
warnings ── cursing, kissing, age gap of like 1 year (jake is a senior and YN is a junior I SWEAR ITS NOT WEIRD), taesan as the older brother and hes protective as shit please bear with that, inspired by hidden love obv
release date ── tba
Tumblr media
I died on the altar waiting for the proof | PARK SUNGHOON
READ HERE
where...
Following your parents death you abruptly are forced to move to Jinhae to live with your aunt. You love your life in Jinhae working in your aunts cafe, your life was quiet. However that was all until Park Sunghoon showed up one day, out of the blue, completely unannounced. To make matters worse he ends up having to work with you at your aunts cafe. Everything resurfaces: both the fond memories and nasty ones. Can you manage to work peacefully with each other both at work and school, or will your unresolved feelings threaten to strain your already troubled relationship.
pairing ── Sunghoon x female reader
genre ── exes to lovers, enemies to lovers, workplace romance (? kinda), forced proximity, misunderstandings, angst, small town romance
wc ── est 16k or more
warnings ── cursing, kissing, sunghoon and yn being at each others throats, they're both kinda evil to each other, a lot of misunderstandings, pet names, parents death, mentions of grief
release date ── tba - maybe early next month or late this month
Tumblr media
What if he's written 'mine' on my upper thigh | KIM SUNOO
READ HERE
where...
Sunoo and YN. Everyone knew both your names went hand in hand with each other since preschool. Sunoo always made it clear how much he liked you, that perhaps might've been the downfall of your relationship in highschool. After his incessant confessions you learned to grow indifferent to his quick pickup lines between lessons. You don't like Sunoo like that, you'll never be able to see him like that. But when he suddenly starts dating Seol Yoona, you can't help but feel a pang of jealousy strike your heart. However with the help of Jungwon you hope to solve the conflicts straining your relationship.
pairing ── Sunoo x female reader
genre ── soulmates au, grumpy x sunshine, childhood friends to enemies to lovers, second lead syndrome
wc ── est 11k or more
warnings ── cursing, kissing, yn is kinda evil and sunoo is way better than me fr i would have dropped her, sunoo also kinda desperate tho, kinda ? using jungwon as a pawn, fighting, slight angst, pet names
release date ── tba
Tumblr media
You gonna marry, kiss, or kill me? | YANG JUNGWON
READ HERE
where...
1st rank: Choi YN. You could always trust that your name would be top of the list all. the. time. That was until highschool at least when you transferred to Decelis for higher academic challenge. However what you didn't expect was for said higher academic challenge to come in a teenage boy with annoyingly deep dimples. Yang Jungwon. Student council president and your sworn rival since the moment you stepped into Decelis. With you two being top students, president and vice president, and not to mention the two top debaters in school, it was safe to say almost every aspect of your highschool life revolved around beating Jungwon. But when you are forced to work with him in debate for nationals, you find yourself truly questioning why you hated him to begin with.
pairing ── Jungwon x female reader
genre ── academic rivals to lovers, forced proximity, top student x student council president
wc ── est 16k or more
warnings ── cursing, kissing, loosely based off of Ann Liangs 'If you could see the sun', some fighting, yn and jungwon at each others throats all the time, theyre kinda hella mean to each other, mentions of anxiety, academic pressure
release date ── tba - mid of june maybe?
Tumblr media
Fuck it if I can't have him | NISHIMURA RIKI
READ HERE
where...
Riki Nishimura had a reputation: an all round bad influence, bottom of his class, and had more absences than presences flooding his attendance card; everyone believed he was a lost cause. So imagine your surprise when you and and him were sitting side by side at the principals office while he explained the new tutoring program that would be set in place for him. Well now there was another thing to add to his reputation: YN's student. Reluctantly accepting the proposal you find yourself entangled in RIki's complicated life. While getting to know each other more and more, you realise there's more to Riki than meets the eye.
pairing ── Niki x female reader
genre ── trouble maker x goody two shoes, tutor x tutee, obvious x oblivious, student council president x bad boy, he falls first you fall harder
wc ── est 16k or more
warnings ── cursing, kissing, smoking, drinking, fighting, mentions of injury and cuts, riki lwk being a little shit at the start, teacher involvement/meddling, YN under a LOT of pressure
release date ── tba
582 notes · View notes
tastesousweet · 7 months ago
Text
⭒ blurb : calling hamzah your “friend”
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
bf!hamzah x poc!reader
summary : headcannons/blurb based on the tiktok trend of calling your partner “friend”
mickey speaks : since ppl really liked my first lil blurb imma just play out all my tt fantasies with our fake bf :D also pls send me any hamzah reqs my brain is very empty lmfao!!!!
─────────── · · ୨୧ · · ───────────
you prop your phone up against the vase of flowers on your dining room table, capturing both you and hamzah in frame.
“guysss!! look my friend brought me takeout hibachi for dinner tonight!” you squeal and lift the styrofoam box to show off your meal.
hamzah doesn’t catch it the first time, he’s honestly tweaking because he stopped to get you both dinner right after the gym.
he feels starved but maintains composure and a smile for your tiktok bit
“i just got the basic fried rice, veggies, and chicken. i think my friend got the same, hamzah what’d you get?”
his eyebrows pinch in confusion for a second, “uh yeah, i got the same as you.”
“okay first bites! i’ll have my friend go first” you can’t help but smile when you grab the phone and start to record hamzah, but he’s paused holding his fork in the air.
“why do you keep saying that?” he softly asks through a laugh.
“what?”
“callin’ me your friend?”
“are we not friends...?" "i mean yeah sure but like not just that?" "you're confusing me, just take your bite please we’re gonna run out of time on this”
he nods his head compliantly and exaggerates a hum of “mmm!” after his bite before taking your phone to film yours.
“okay friend, your turn!” he loudly mocks with a wide grin.
you try not to laugh while taking a bite yourself
“it's actually so good, i needed this right now.”
you now record the both of you, “okay my friend and i are gonna finish this and then we’ll be back with more bestie activities!”
as soon as you say 'friend' again hamzah leaves the frame to chuckle through the amount of food in his mouth.
“right, best friend?” you urge some more
he swallows and pettily glances from side to side, “where's the best friend at???”
“okay he’s trippin’ but we’ll be back”
you're both in your bathroom now, hamzah reads over the packaging of two sheet face masks while you pull your hair away from your face with a fuzzy cat-eared headband.
"'kay, now we're gonna do these face masks together, because hamzah’s such a good friend!” you hold and rub his arm.
he puffs his lips and closes his eyes in defeat while shaking his head, “stop,” he looks down at you, noticing your headband, “that’s cute,” he flicks one of the cat ears on your headband.
“you look like one of those get ready with me girls; you'd be like,” he mockingly pretends to push his hair back, “‘get ready with me to lie on the internet!’”
you laugh with him and add to the joke as well, "get ready with me to kill my boy-friend! my friend!" your eyes widen and you try hide the embarrassment.
hamzah quite literally points and laughs, "look at you! even you know you're a damn lie! girl, get outta here!"
cuts to a clip where it’s just hamzah talking to your phone as he shifts the mask around on his face, “i don’t even know if i’m doin’ this right, bruh.” he looks into the camera, “oh hell nah, i look crazy!”
“it feels so weird…” he taps at the slick, cold mask some more before coming close to the camera again, “guys im having a fucking identity crisis. why’s my girlfriend gaslighting me right now?"
“like, i didn’t even know that girls knew how to do that…comment down below right now and give me tips on how to understand women.”
“okay i found one, look how cute!” you’re back and holding another fuzzy headband with a bow in the middle.
hamzah laughs, “i love you, but im not wearing that.”
in the next clip of course he’s wearing it, “aw don't we look so cute?”
finally cuts to a clip of you later that night throwing yourself next to him in bed and flipping the camera to record him as he plays candy crush, curled under the comforter. “hi babbyyyyy! i was joking about the friend thing i know you’re my boyfriend.”
“i know you know i’m your boyfriend,” he distractedly mumbles, laying on his side while continuing to move his thumb around his phone screen.
you flip the camera once more as you wrap an arm around him and squish your face on top of his hooded head. he looks into the camera and smirks to himself when he sees your sweet face.
he sticks his tongue out obnoxiously, yells “goodnight vlog!!!” and covers your phone's camera with his hand forcing a loud cackle out of you.
633 notes · View notes
elliebarker · 11 months ago
Text
keepin’ it steady ( a. anderson )
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
category: gym-rat!abby x gf!reader blurb 
author’s note: inspired by this post…ty @iiseor, i don’t workout so all my knowledge for this post comes from those two guys on tt who do gym skits.
Tumblr media
with hands tightly clasped behind her head– for better form or to keep her hands off you is debatable– your girlfriend, abby, began lifting her hips up and down, in crunch-like formation. only, this time she wasn’t using a weight. she had you sitting on top of her lap whilst she was exercising.
“quit moving,” abby said, in reply to you shifting our weight; trying to find a spot in which her pelvic bones were stabbing into your thighs.
“i’m trying the best i can abs.”
“it’s alright, sweetheart, just trying to make sure my reps are even,” she replied, “keepin’ it steady.”
“this good?” you say, adjusting your weight to around the middle.
“it's perfect.” abby slurred. and my wow, did that give you butterflies. yes, she might've said it solely to get you to stop moving, but there in the moment, hands on her chest, that was so goddamn intoxicating. you thought back to earlier this morning…the two of you had sat down for coffee and breakfast and abby had something on her phone she was pulling up for you.
“wouldn’t that be so cool?” you looked at her like she was insane. 
“you're telling me, you want me to be on top of you while you workout?” you asked, smirking at abby. 
“c'mon baby, please?” she begged.
“i don’t know…” you replied, “i think i might weigh too much. plus don’t you need to focus on the goals you're already lifting?”
“aw, baby,” she cupped your face, “nothing’s too heavy for me.” she boosted. “plus, you're the weight i need to be focusing on,” she said, winking at you. abby’s voice then dragged you out of your reflection to that morning
“you know you can take your hands off right?” abby snarked, ”you're not gonna fall, girl.”
“what?” you said, “oh,” lifting your hands off her chest and crossing them against your chest. abby finished her set, tapping you on your back– a signal to stand up– and then went to cool down, as you made your way to the locker room.
Tumblr media
808 notes · View notes
sethsclearwater · 1 year ago
Note
How would Paul handle his gf(reader) coming back drunk from a friend's. And she's feeling giddy and excited to see him?
paul would be the cutest🥺🤍
...
"paul!" you squealed when you saw your half-asleep boyfriend on your couch, immediately running over to him and bursting into a fit of giggles when he got up and pulled you into a tight hug.
"hey princess," he mused, pressing a his lips to the crown of your head for a soft kiss, "i missed you." he murmured, sliding on of his hands up to cup your jaw in his hand so he could look at you.
you giggled again, beaming up at him, "i love you," you smiled, standing on your tip-toes to press another kiss to his lips.
paul rolled his eyes when he pulled away, "i love you too princess," he mused, pecking your lips again, "you ready for bed?" he asked softly and you nodded, spinning around in his grip so you could grab his hand and run to the bedroom with him in tow.
when you got to the bedroom, paul picked you up, setting you down on the bed so he could grab your pajamas from the dresser without worrying about you tripping over yourself, "lay down for a minute princess, yea?" he chuckled when you giggled, pulling him down for another kiss.
deciding you were okay for a minute, he got up and quickly grabbed your pajamas, coming back over to find you half asleep on the bed, "princess," he murmured, setting the pajamas down next to you.
you fluttered your eyes open, smiling when you saw him, "paul," you giggled happily, pulling him down for another kiss, "i missed you." you whispered, both of you laughing at how ridiculous you were being.
"i missed you too princess," paul chuckled, pressing another soft kiss to your forehead, "jus' gonna get you changed into some pajamas then we can cuddle, okay?" he asked softly, gently brushing a piece of hair out of your face as he waited for your response.
you nodded, happy to know you'd be cuddling with him soon enough and allowed him to help get you changed into a pair of sleep shorts and one of his t-shirts.
once he finished, you quickly tugged him into bed with you, giggling as the two of you got cuddled up underneath the blankets, "you're something else," paul murmured teasingly, chuckling as you nuzzled his chest, just happy to be by your imprinter, "how much did you have to drink?" he asked softly, allowing you to take a moment to think about your response as you ran your hands up his bare chest.
"maybe 4?" you asked, giggling when he let out a heavy sigh at your response, "well i think it was 7. i dunno really. kim says we had 4 shots so i think maybe 4 shots and like 3 drinks?" you trailed off, very unsure of your answer and paul just groaned and rolled his eyes.
"drink some water, yea? you're gonna have a nasty hangover in the morning." he muttered, unscrewing the lid of a bottle of water and handing it to you so you could at least try and drink some of it to avoid a hangover.
"hangover?" you asked incredulously, not at all interested in waking up sick in the morning.
paul just chuckled and nodded, "yea princess. that's why you gotta drink some water, yea? should help with that." he teased and you nodded and took a sip of the water, happy with his response.
you curled into his chest, handing the bottle of water back to him which had him rolling his eyes as he set it back down on the nightstand, "you tired?" he asked softly, chuckling as you nodded and yawned, "get some sleep then, yea? i'll be right here." he reassured, holding you close to him as you quickly drifted off.
327 notes · View notes
userlando · 1 year ago
Note
i just saw someone talking about sucking lando off while hes driving and then a second later i see a video on tt of him driving his new mclaren & now im considering that 👍🏼
you caught me on a good night, honey. it’s warm as fuck and I can’t sleep so here’s this little blurb no one asked for 🤍
different kind of ride (1k words) lando norris/fem!reader car bj ~nsfw
Lando couldn’t believe what was happening. He’d asked you to come with him to the headquarters in Woking, buzzing all over because he’d finally get his hands on his new car. It had been hard to cruise around in his Jolly, mostly because he knew how private you wished your relationship to be kept. And, well, the Jolly was nothing but an attention grabber whenever the two of you drove down the streets of Monaco.
You’d stood quietly to the side, observing Lando and his colleagues as they marvelled over his new McLaren and although you didn’t say much verbally, Lando could see the excitement in your eyes. The permanent stretch of your lips warmed his heart to the core, seeing you so happy because he was happy.
The both of you had taken it for a spin, driving down the roads of the English country side with nothing but asphalt and the greens to accompany you.
Lando hadn’t expected you to reach over the console and undo his jeans, almost crashing his new car into the cliffs by how he swerved and he thanked the heavens that no one was around because he wasn’t driving like the skilled driver he was.
There were no words forming in his mouth, gaping at you as you zipped his fly down and fished his cock out of his underwear so casually. He had a hard time believing his eyes.
You, the shy and quiet girl whom he’d known for almost a year now, who did everything to keep the attention off of herself. You’d only just gotten comfortable with him in bed, needing a little time to break out of your shell and here you were, bending at the waist and getting your mouth on him like it was an everyday occurrence. It wasn’t.
His thoughts halted to a complete stop when he felt the warmth and wetness of your mouth enveloping him, eyes rolling as his hands white knuckled the steering wheel. You still hadn’t said anything, aside from the little moans and whimpers you let out as you took more of him in your mouth, sucking him off so good that Lando couldn’t help but take one hand off the steering to place on the back of your head.
He didn’t push, nor did he guide because you were doing a bloody good job on your own and he just really needed to get a hand on you, to feel you there with him; Like he wanted to make sure that he wasn’t just having a good fucking dream.
Lando had slowed down considerably, barely doing twenty on a sixty road and you must’ve sensed it because you moaned, tongue sliding out your mouth to lick the underside of his cock, like you were trying to remind him that he was still driving.
There wasn’t a day that went by since he started dating you, that you weren’t blowing his mind; surprising him with everything you did and said. One of his favourite things to find out about you was how fucking filthy you could be. A true contrast to the sweet and soft spoken girl his mother had met a few months ago.
Lando rolled to a stop on the side of the road, not even bothering to turn the engine off as he diverted all of his attention on you, watching your head bob in his lap as you took him in further and further in your mouth. A sound of sweet triumph left your throat when you managed to fit all of him in your mouth, and the vibrations of it travelled down his cock so deliciously that his hips jumped up.
You gagged and pulled off to take a breath, chest heaving as you tilted your head and locked eyes with him. Lando felt like the breath had been punched out of him when he saw the tears in your eyes and the saliva slick on your lips, digging his teeth into his lower lip as he stared at you; in awe.
“You’re something else.” He gave a laugh that sounded a lot like wonder and disbelief, and you shot him a dazzling smile that knocked the breath from his chest. “Fucking hell, baby.”
You didn’t say anything as you went back to getting him off, lips pursing against the head of his weeping cock and giving it small kisses until Lando was groaning low in his throat. You opened your mouth and swallowed him down, working on making it as pleasurable for him as possible.
It was only when your jaw was starting to ache and Lando was gripping your hair with his hands that you pulled off, ignoring your boyfriend’s whiny protest in favour of jerking him off.
The sounds in the car were filthy, almost drowned out by the rumbling of the engine but Lando couldn’t focus on anything else but your hand on him and the occasional lick to his head.
“Fuck, baby, I’m gonna—“ He warned lamely, voice tight as he felt his stomach coil, just waiting to snap.
He expected you to keep going, but you surprised him by getting your mouth around his head and sucking hard. Lando was done for, letting out a strangled moan as he came in your mouth, spilling everything he had and hearing your distinct moans over the rush of blood in his ears, playing like music.
When he slowly came down from his high, you licked at his cock to clean him up as best as you could, hearing him letting out little whimpers at the sensitivity and only taking a deep inhale when you managed to tuck him back in and zip him up.
You sat back in your seat, grimacing a little at the pain of being in an uncomfortable position for so long and glanced at Lando. His head was resting against the seat, turned toward you with cheeks pink and lips bitten raw. He was staring like he was seeing you in a different light, and it made you flush a little.
“We’re not even close to done.” He said, like you’d asked him a question and it made you laugh.
“No?”
Lando shook his head, lazy smile spreading on his lips as he reached for your hand.
“Nope, not done.” He said, giving you a look from beneath his eyelashes that spelled trouble. “Just need to regain feeling in my body first.”
-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈
umm idk what this was, consider it a gift from me to y’all who were unsatisfied with the ending of cherry wine. I’m gonna go hide in shame now bye
2K notes · View notes
all4seth · 1 year ago
Text
beautiful
this is probably so rushed and corny, i’m sorry
i looked around the empty beach, cross-legged as the cold air bit into my skin, my feet sinking in the wet sand.
it was a windy morning; nothing new to me or anyone else living in forks. i closed my eyes and let the fresh, almost sharp smell of the salty beach fill my lungs. the sound of the birds, alongside the waves crashing before reaching the shore was like a melody to my ears. there was something so comforting about my hometown, the la push beach in particular, something that would always draw me back here.
i swiftly opened my eyes, snapped back to reality by the sound of footsteps.
“’m sorry,” a dark haired boy mumbled “didn’t mean to bother you”
he sat down on a fallen tree branch, a few meters away from me.
“it’s fine”
i could feel his gaze on me as i looked away, hesitantly.
“why are you here this early?”
“why are you?” i returned.
“couldn’t sleep”
“me neither”
“may i?” he tilted his head, pointing to the spot beside me.
“yes, you may” i chuckled at his formality.
“i’m seth clearwater”
seth held out his hand with a warm smile as he sat down. i gladly shook it, returning his smile.
“y/n y/l/n”
we looked at each other for a few moments, before i broke eye contact.
“so, you’re from forks, i assume?” seth questioned.
“yeah, born and raised”
after a brief moment of silence, we burst out into laughter.
“i don’t usually talk like that, i promise” i laughed “i don’t remember seeing you around town”
“well, i live in the reservation” he clarified.
“that’s so cool! i don’t think i’ve actually met anyone from la push until now”
“why is that?”
“rectification: i don’t usually meet people. i pretty much try and keep to myself, y’know what i mean?”
i looked at him, only to find that he was still looking at me.
“yeah, i think i know what you mean. and, just for the record, i do recall seeing you around a few times”
his gaze intensified as his eyes wandered on my features, but his sweet, warm smile never left his face. he gulped and quickly looked away.
“so, what kept you up?” i asked, hoping it was a good conversation starter.
starting conversations has never really been my strong suit, neither has maintaining them; yet, for some reason, i wanted to keep talking to seth.
“sad thoughts i’d rather not think about” he breathed out. “you?”
“i don’t know” i admitted “i guess i just really wanted to see the beach”
“i always come here when it gets too loud in my head” seth mumbled.
“that makes two of us” i let out a subtle, bittersweet laugh.
a deep, comfortable silence installed, both lost in our own train of thoughts, yet aware of the other’s presence. we sat like that for a while.
suddenly, seth took off his shirt and handed it to me.
“what are you doing?” i frowned in confusion.
“you’re cold” he giggled under his breath.
he was right; if i hadn’t been so focused on the sea, i would have noticed my whole body was shivering.
“i’m fine, but thanks for offering”
“please?”
“well how do you expect me to turn you down now that you put those puppy eyes on display?” i cried sarcastically.
we laughed, before seth gently grabbed my hand.
“can i?” he asked.
“sure” i replied, although i had no idea whatever he had in mind.
he placed my hand on his warm, bare chest. too warm.
“see?” he asked “i don’t need it”
i gave in, taking the shirt and as i was putting it over my own, i demanded:
“close your eyes, it’s a surprise”
and so he did. a few moments later, i exclaimed:
“ta-daaa!”
seth opened his eyes to find me standing up with his shirt on, before i made a pirouette.
“what do you think?”
he couldn’t help but burst out laughing because of how big the shirt looked on me.
“well that’s just rude” i jokingly say, but laugh as well.
he then took my hand in his and delicately pulled me back down, next to him.
our laughs gradually stopped, and i was surprised to see we were still holding hands.
i looked at seth, who was smiling innocently, his eyes looking into mine.
he was so beautiful…
i leaned forward, and before i knew, my lips were pressed onto his. he was clearly astonished, but immediately gave into the kiss, parting his lips. his breath was warm and he tasted sweet, like honey. he softly cupped my face with his hand, as i placed mine on the back of his neck.
eventually, we pulled away, foreheads resting against each other, breathing heavily and smiling shyly.
“that was quite the kiss, mr. clearwater” i giggled.
all he did in response was laugh and once again, i couldn’t help but admire him.
78 notes · View notes
astralnymphh · 1 year ago
Note
Just a horny thought but Ellie's 🐱🐱 is for sure as pink as her lips
so im gonna use this for ellies vah jay jay headcanons, cause.. why not. i need a break from writing this fic, kinda lazy cuz im enervated rn. MDNI GO AWAY OR PERISH ౨ৎ 🩷🩷
Tumblr media Tumblr media
♡. yeah. probably pink. not bubblegum pink like those fucking weirdos on tt used to say months ago. her lips r like.. peachy/light coral. i use those colors a lot when describing her lips so. yeah. not like I'd care what color it is. I'll still dive in there like I'm being reborn ☝️
♡. i love a girl with a big bush capable of housing a forest fire so.. big bush it is!! also auburn hair is just gorgeous, so even better. i don't think ellie harbors the need to shave or keep it tamed. that's just too much unnecessary work when it'll just grow right back.
♡. outie.
♡. sensitive ass clit. i think ellie prefers clit stim solely for this but also despises it simultaneously cause it just means you can get her to crack and BUST in the matter of a minute. so small and beady, gets puffy and angry so easily at the slightest suffuse of arousal creeping through her pelvis or just when you apply pressure on that area. bro, like, imagine a foot job where u palpate your heel on her crotch, irritating that pleasure–prone bud under the likeness of a table. ive wanted to write a blurb/drabble on this for a while now but idk.
♡. i just know she gets wet so easily. tries to hide it, pretend like the chafing motion of her thighs isn't just to relish in the slick feeling of her pussy lips, grazing deliocously on her inseam.
♡. creamer. sure, she squirts. but godddd the amount of cum thatd be mildly trickiling from her convulsing Gooch while grunting and spasming at the wrath of your fingers would happen much more often. it would take a mega jumbo vibrator to get her to squirt– or just hyper sensitivity, or really good head.
♡. greedy hole without even realizing it. on the one chance you do finger her, she Lawcks you in. then ur like "els why r u clenching so tight on my fing–" "unnhh– m'not, keep going why'd you stop."
634 notes · View notes
rendellstreet · 6 months ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Rapunzel and Eugene's character blurbs from the TBEA / TTS Season 1 & 2 pitch bible
186 notes · View notes
gaybananabread · 26 days ago
Note
For the TT prompts, how about Lee!Miguel and any ler for day 5 or Ler!Peter B. with any lee for day 24?
TickleTober Day 5 - Boo!
~I can’t believe I haven’t written anything for Lyla yet! Really wanted to do the “lee mood spook” trope with Miggy; our AI gal was the perfect candidate! Got back into writing after a particularly bad slump with this one, so hopefully it’s okay. Thank you for requesting; have a happy spooky season!~
Lee: Miguel O’Hara
Ler: Lyla
Summary: Miguel is having one of his famous “I’m not in a lee mood” lee moods. After spooking him and catching on, Lyla decides to give her boss/bestie a hand…or eight.
Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don’t like that, scroll away!!
Tumblr media
Miguel was a closed-off man, to say the least. Few ever knew what was going on in his head, and those who did only knew what he wanted to reveal, which was never much.
Most of the time, that was how Miguel liked it; in a place where everyone had the same base traumas and sad backstories, it was nice to keep some air of mysterious individuality. Other times, he wished people could tell when he needed things… Not that he’d ever tell them, of course. He could handle himself, with or without support.
It was when a very specific problem arose that he started to second-guess himself.
The irritable Spider-Man had woken up feeling oddly giddy, a fluttery feeling in his chest. He craved a certain, very embarrassing touch. While he wished one of the other spiders would help him, there was no way in hell he was gonna tell anyone about his predicament.
That’s how he ended up in his office, door locked, scrolling through the fluffier side of the internet to try and deal with his mood in the most indirect way possible. The teasing audios, blurbs, and sketches were sort-of helping, allowing him to let out a giggle or two and relieve a bit of the giddy pressure in his chest.
He was fully absorbed into a short tease, squirming a bit as he read each word. The man imagined everything mentioned happening to him: the squeezes, the nibbles, the stupid teases, the affection in it all… He didn’t even think to check and see what Lyla was up to.
Turns out, she was up to terrorizing him.
“BOO!”
Letting out a sound he wasn’t proud of, Miguel jumped, immediately closing his floating screens. He did his best to glare at the holographic woman, but the blush on his cheeks dampened the effect. Lyla noticed almost immediately.
“Wait, are you blushing? Aww, Miggs, no need to be embarrassed! Everyone gets spooked sometimes.” She teased him, zipping over to float above his shoulder.
Thanks to Miguel’s need to overachieve with tech, Lyla had the capability to “touch” things when she wanted to; he’d spent months developing that part of her base code. So, when she playfully poked his ear, he felt every bit of the slightly sparky contact.
“Grk- LYLA! W-what have I told you about disturbing me when the door is locked?!” Miguel tried to scold her, sounding like a disgruntled father. She just rolled her eyes, a small scoff leaving her tiny mouth.
“Oh, c’mon. I made sure you weren’t doing anything important! The website you were on wasn’t naughty or marked as admin, just-” Lyla paused, her digital brows furrowing at the URL specifics. “Tumblr? Why were you on Tumblr?”
“I was…checking some potential members’ digital footprints,” he lied, struggling to stay still and stoic. Her attention made him squirmy, but he couldn’t busy his hands with the screens; if he tried, the very teasy post he was viewing would be on full display for the digital menace.
“Since when are we stalking new members?” She rolled her eyes, obviously not believing the man. Floating up high above his head, she checked his screen specifics.
“It can't be that- oh.” Lyla paused when she read the post, her digital eyes widening for a moment. It was…very specific, to say the least.
Miguel pinched his temples and groaned at her realization. How could he have been so careless as to forget Lyla could just check his browser whenever she felt like it?
“Are you in a…lee mood?” Lyla tried the words out, trying to understand what was going on with her boss. It wasn't the first time someone in the Society had the liking for those things, but it was the first she'd heard of it from him.
“Cállate, Lyla.” He was being a bit nasty, but Miguel was embarrassed, ashamed, and flustered all at once. How could she just ask that so casually?! It felt like an attack, though he knew it wasn't.
The sentient AI was at a crossroads then. She could have backed off, surrendered, and left Miguel to be a moody little shit-fuck. Or. She could deal with his mood head-on and get him to quit being such a jerk. It was an obvious choice.
“Shut up? Really, Miguel? To think I was trying to be nice to you.” Rolling her eyes in mock anger, she jabbed his side. Sure enough, he growled, swiping a claw at her; it went right through her, of course.
“Lyla, I swear, if you even-”
Before he could finish his empty threat, Lyla attacked. The three-inch tangible hologram zapped behind his head, fluttering all ten of her fingers against the back of his neck.
Miguel squeaked, jerking his shoulders upwards to try and protect his neck. Lyla pursued the sound, using her digital body to her advantage to avoid his claws while still tickling him.
“L-Lyla! Gehet away from me, now!” He tried to growl at his assistant, but the underlying giggles took away the venom in the sound. The giddy feeling in his chest swelled, a blush settling on his cheeks.
“You don’t really want that, do you, Migs?” Lyla teased, moving to scribble along the backs of Miguel’s ribs. Arching his back, he swiped at her, a strangled laugh catching in his throat. It was taking everything he had not to laugh or giggle, but her insistent, unstoppable scribbling was driving him crazy.
“Yes I dohoho!” He cursed the giggles that slipped out, hugging his ribs in an attempt to hide from her evil fingers. While he did want to be tickled, he preferred not to give her any more teasing ammo against him; Lyla was evil enough as it was.
While she was enjoying his attempts at stoicism, Lyla was after a more audible response. She could only reach so far with her small hands… Unless she got more, that is.
Backing off for just a second, the AI made a few copies of herself. She hadn’t used the feature since Miles’s grand escape, since it took quite a bit of focus to maintain. That just seemed like the perfect time to abuse her power.
The man’s eyes widened, filling with subtle excitement before narrowing dangerously. “Lyla, I swear, if you so much as think about touching me-”
Forty little wiggling fingers cut off Miguel's empty threat, a strangled squeal warbling in his throat. Staggering, he gripped the edge of his desk console hard enough to leave claw marks, unable to repress his reactions any longer.
“L-LYHYLAHAHAHA!”
There were ten fingers on the backs of his ribs, ten on his neck, ten on each hip, and ten alternating between his two ears. He did his best to try and grab her little projections, but she was purposefully sticking to his blind spots.
Miguel was in contradictory hell. On one hand, the fluttery feeling was being acknowledged, swelling in his chest quite pleasantly as she tickled him.
On the other hand, it was so fucking embarrassing; he was at his weakest when he was being tickled, much less in the workplace. Where anyone could walk in on them. It made him nervous in the most giddy way.
“What’s wrong, boss? Ticklish?” Okay, maybe she was pushing her luck, but c’mon! Miguel was such a hardass; it was nice to see him laugh so freely, especially when he was enjoying himself.
“SHUHUHAHAT UHUHAHAP!” Miguel pretty much lost it, stumbling back to lean against his desk as he laughed. It was hard to focus on anything but the tickles; he wasn’t sure he wanted to try anyway.
While Lyla would’ve been willing to carry on the silly moment, a motion sensor alerted her of an incoming spider: Hobie Brown. He probably would’ve just found the scene amusing, but she didn’t want to push Miguel’s boundaries.
At a moment’s notice, two of the copies glitched out of the air. Her main form went to greet the punk while the other hung back to rub each side of Miguel’s neck soothingly; it was the closest she could give to a calming back rub.
Miguel clamped a hand over his mouth, muffling the leftover giggles that streamed out of his mouth. He was about to ask why she stopped when he heard the door to his office slide open. A warm glow of appreciation swelled in his chest when he heard Lyla help and politely redirect the teen elsewhere. Lyla truly was a good friend, if a touch evil.
Once Hobie was gone, Lyla focused her efforts fully back on Miguel. “You okay, boss? Need me to request anything from the cafeteria?”
“I’m fine…” He grumbled the words into his palm, trying to hide his affection for her. The lack of annoyance in his tone told her everything she needed to know. The tickles helped, whether he would tell her that or not.
“Good. And hey, if you ever need a good giggle again, I’ll always be here~” She teased him, dragging one digitally manicured nail up the back of his neck. The squeak her action received was worth his glare.
“If you don’t stop talking, you’re gonna be filing new medical records all weekend.” Miguel’s growl was hardly up to par with its usual menace, giving him away. He couldn’t help it; having that lee mood dealt with, while quick and embarrassing, put him in a good mood.
“Sure, sure. I’m gonna go scan in the latest mission reports; see ya later, Miggs!” With a knowing smirk, she blipped from the room, leaving him alone with his thoughts.
That was…fuck. He felt lighter, a small smile tugging at his lips; in the privacy of his office, he let it come. While there was no way in hell he’d ever live it down, he was glad to have someone to help. Even if that someone was an evil little sass queen.
He closed the inciting Tumblr page and got back to work. The thought of later giggles and teasing conversations kept a small, manageably happy grin on his face for the rest of the day. Maybe some secrets were worth sharing.
50 notes · View notes
sexilene · 7 months ago
Text
ᥫ᭡.₊˚⊹ my fave kook!boys 💳🤍🎆
Tumblr media
18+ in pink!
RC 🩷⋆₊ ⊹.ᥫ᭡
giving bf!rafe a mini fashion show
rafe takes and wears your purity ring
husband!rafe surprises you on mothers day!
sleepova w rafe outfits
gym with rafe and his little frendis
princess!reader and her diary mini blurb
sweet bf!rafe confronting you about not going to a uni
princess!reader and her diary
18+!stalker!slasher!rafe
18+!slasher!rafe pt.2
sexy time with 1980s!rafe
TT🩷⋆₊ ⊹.ᥫ᭡
KS🩷⋆₊ ⊹.ᥫ᭡
otha⋆₊ ⊹.ᥫ᭡
💳 runnin' round the country club fits!
💳 the boys teaching you how to drive
💳 rafe's latina gf moodboard
69 notes · View notes
dateless-bar · 10 months ago
Text
youtube
Leman Received Something Good from Magnus [TTS Fanart]
Fanart, All the caveats have been written in the blurb.
Merry Sanguinala!
100 notes · View notes