#umm i think that's it but lmk if i missed something

[boiohboii]

If she's around.

(Lando norris x leclerc!reader)

When lando decides to make a video along with two of his friends for their YouTube channel his girl of course had to make an appearance

or

In which ethan and ginge are always reminded of the fact that they are single.

Masterlist

N.b: just inspired by the new quadrant video, I loved it, obviously I have no idea if ginge or ethan are single or not, but for the purpose of this fic they don't... WARNINGS: not proof read, some swear words here and there (friends jokingly insulting each other), sexual implicantions?.... and I think that's it? If I missed anything else lmk please.

Ethan and Ginge did not think this through. They obviously got too excited about the idea and did not sit down to actually think about the consequences.

What are the consequences? That damn breakfast that Lando Norris is having them eat.

"This is criminal mate, I can see some good fucking food in there."

Ginge complained as he placed the cup underneath his nose, trying to see if the smell is as bad as the food looks.

"Ah no no, I can't give you that."

"Well, why not? It sure as hell doesn't look like you threw it up."

"That's the missus' breakfast, she'll kill me if I let you eat it."

Now, lando was just messing around. Yn was well aware of the fact that his friends were coming over and she prepared extra food in case they deviate from the video's plan.

"The missus?" Ginge asked as he took the spoon from the f1 driver "who is she? And why have I never seen her before?"

"What are you talking about, you've seen her before."

"I think I'd remember if I've seen a girlfriend of yours mate."

"You have ginge." Ethan answered as he looked at the red head "in one of the streams."

Farrowing his eyebrows ginge tried to remember, he was sure he had never seen lando with a girl before, he would definitely remember if- oh. oh. oh.

"No," ginge gasped as he looked at lando with uncertainty "no way mate. She is not your girlfriend."

"Umm, yes she is."

"No she's not."

"Yes, she is!"

"No, no she's not! She is too pretty for you."

Ethan chocked as he looked at Lando's disbelief of what his friend has said.

"Don't look at me like that! You know that she is too pretty for you"

Blinking, lando shrugged in agreement.

"Simp" ginge scoffed as he took a bite out of his breakfast.

"Well, i don't blame him man, have you seen yn."

"Looks like I will double the weights during training" lando has malice behind his smile, which made the two instantly shut up.

Interview room(ANGRYGINGE has a fear of flying)

" I'll be honest, I still believe that yn leclerc is way too pretty for lando. Like yeah sure he's an f1 driver but like aren't 2 of her brothers drivers as well. It would be so funny if they crashed into lando if he pissed her of or made her sad or something, a whole new meaning to the I will run you over threat."

"What time do you go to bed?"

"Ummm, depends."

"On?"

"If the missus is around, dirty bastard." Ginge answered "now, be honest, what time did you go to bed last night?"

"It was, um, it was early."

"You are lying through your teeth mate, I can see those dark circles."

"Hello boys."

"Dirty bastard." Ginge and ethan laughed harder at the coincidence.

"Hello love." Lando chuckled at her confused face as he pecked her forehead.

"What is going on?" Leaning onto his chest, yn looked at the two guests, wondering about their choice of words being the response to her greetings.

"Oh don't worry about it," wrapping his arm around her waist Lando rests his chin on her head " they were just asking if you being with me makes me go to bed at a later time than usual."

"Oh," yn giggled "i guess they're right? Sometimes we stay up reading a book or watching a movie, it depends on what's near us on the bedside table."

"Alright," lando started before taping yn's stomach and pointing to the firdge " you should have your breakfast and we should go back to what we were doing, yeah?"

Humming in agreement, yn turned around and leaned up to give lando a kiss on the cheek, but upon hearing ginge groan, the formula driver grabbed his girlfriend's neck from the front, redirecting her head so that their lips would meet.

"Oh come on mate, no need to rub it in!"

Being in the small makeshift home gym that lando has, the three brits started discussing what exercises they would be doing.

"First we'll start with a warm up, normally there's a few bands" looking around the room, lando tried to remember where he placed them last "they might be in our bedroom."

"How did the workout band made it into the bedroom?" Ethan asked as he started wiggling his eyebrows at ginge.

"Hey sweetheart," Lando's voice could be heard calling out "do you know where my exercise bands are?"

"They're in the bedroom," yn exclaimed "on your bedside table."

Ethan's eyebrows stopped mid movements while ginge's jaw dropped down "went to bed early lando, ehh, yeah yeah sure!"

Monitoring his friends' forms in a workout was not lando thought he would be doing on a day off where yn was with him without one of her brother's breathing down their necks. Speaking of his lovely girlfriend, lando saw her in one of his mclaren shirts and a short in the hallway, on her way to their bedroom he'd assume, with a bowl of what was either watermelons or strawberries.

"Sweetheart," lando spoke, ignoring the task at hand "can I have some please?"

"Of course mon soleil"

Entering the room, yn took a look at both boys before going straight to her boyfriend. Lando's friends were glaring daggers at him as he just placed his hand on the back of yn's hands as she placed a piece of watermelon in his mouth, making him hum pleasantly at the sweetness that filled his mouth.

"This is so unfair." Ginge complained

"I know mate, such bullshit, we should get to eat that as well."

"Yeah sure." lando agreed as yn placed another piece in his awaiting mouth.

"Well, now you're just being a dick. Come on yn, I want some as well."

"Are you asking my girl to feed you?"

"You're not letting me out of this workout anytime soon now, are you?"

"I think you should add weights onto their backs," yn stated as she smiled innocently at ginge and ethan "Charles, Arthur and Enzo always fo that to each other for the hell of it."

"Oh, you are evil miss leclerc, truly evil."

Ethan watched as lando told ginge to not lean with the weights pushing his neck, it was tough and they only had like a third of what lando usually does.

"So, who usually does this with you? Like you have to have someone to like push the weights, right?"

"Yeah yeah, usually it's my trainer, but then when something comes up or I just feel like training on my own it's yn who's helping."

"Oh look at him just rubbing it in that he has a girlfriend."

"Oh god," lando laughed in disbelief "you're the one who asked."

"The important question is," ginge started as he removed the equipment from his forehead "can yn do this? Like the neck training."

Lando stayed quite, thinking if he'd ever seen his girlfriend doing it or if her or her brothers ever mentioned that she does it. "No, I don't think so. Hold on."

Leaving the room, lando headed into the bedroom having a quick discussion away from the camera and the mics.

"So," lando said as he entered the room with yn behind him "yn will be doing the neck training, we'll go with 5 kilos."

"How about 10?" Yn asked as she took a seat on the bench

"What?"

"Well, for a while charles was convinced I'd get into a car crash and he took me training with him for like a year or something, it was insane."

"I'm sorry, what?"

[mangocustard16]

Seventeen's reaction to you not recognising them when drunk ♡

| genre: fluff

| warnings: mentions of drinking, pet names, cursing, lmk if i missed something

| w.c: 0.5k

| a/n: please reblog if you enjoyed, feedback is always appreciated✿

hhu version | performance unit ver.

S.coups:

he got a call from your friends that you were drunk and rambling about how you missed him and so he came over to get you 

"I'M SUPER SHY, SUPER SHY BUT WAIT A MINU-" you were singing screaming at the top of your lungs

"Babe, come on let's go"

"Who are you, sir?"

the man was too stunned to speak

he tried to regain his composure

"I'm your boyfriend love"

"No, my boyfriend, is cute and adorable" you chirp "But-"

"But what sweetheart?" he asked, slowly guiding you to his car

"But he's always busy," you said yawning, as he buckled your seatbelt

he hums and decides, to take the week off to spend some time with you

Wonwoo:

would be complaining, when he got a call from your friends

but his heart will melt after he sees your clingy state

when he asked you to come home with him but you simply refused

"I'm sorry sir, but I have a boyfriend I love"

he wasn't surprised by your drunken behavior and tried to convince you that he was your boyfriend

"No, my boyfriend is way more handsome and stronger, no offense sir" 

he wasn't sure whether to take your words as an offense or a compliment

when you continued to ramble about how you had the best boyfriend ever and you weren’t planning on changing him or cheating on him

he'd gladly take you home pretending to be your boyfriend's friend

Mingyu:

he's pouting when you can't recognize him referring to him as your designated driver

"Why are you following me to my front door, sir?"

"Umm...these days we are supposed to make sure our passengers get to their homes safely" 

You nod your head, as you try *keyword try* to punch in your house code

he's laughing seeing you struggle and decides to enter the code for you already thinking of an excuse as to how he knows the code

but what he does not expect is you swatting away his hands, saying that he's trying to take advantage of you

"Sir, you're making me feel uncomfortable, please leave or I'll call security," you said, taking out your phone

“Baby you’re so drunk, let me take care of you” he begs

All of a sudden the designated driver is gone here's your boyfriend

"Gyuuuu, you’re here” You smiled and wrapped your arms around him

Vernon:

you had a night out with some friends and your boyfriend was always the person to call when you got hammered 

one look and he knew you weren't sobering up tonight

he would take you into his arms and to his car

"Sir, I have a boyfriend, he is very strong. He will beat your ass if you try anything"

"I’m sure your boyfriend wouldn’t mind. And he'd kill me if I didn’t take care of you" he'd say chuckling

"He loves me so much" You would nod agreeing.

Vernon would use this as an opportunity "What about you? Do you love him?"

 "I love him this much" you'd say opening your arms like a small kid to show him how much.

@kflixnet @k-labels

[ralvezfanatic]

Kiss me! Kiss me!! Kiss me again!!!

Spencer Reid x Tall Male!Reader

Garcia steps out to go buy food, leaving Reader and a tired, annoyed and definitely not pouty, Spencer alone for a moment. Unfortunately she forgot something causing her to go back and walk in on the two lovers kissing.

Warnings: Kissing. Being caught. Not really proofread. That's all I can think of, lmk if I missed anything. Reader is taller than Spencer. Whiny Spencer. Sorta OOC

Title stolen off of Kiss Me <3 bc i love Vampyx !!

Word count: 1.2k

"Go on Garcia! It's like..." You check the clock quickly, thinking a second trying to remember the time zones before speaking again.

"...4am in New York!" You finished, wanting Garcia to leave without too much worry.

"3am. It's 3am in New York, the team hasn't called us in a while, and we'll be fine if they do. I'm here! With this genius, we'll be alright for a few hours."

"3am." Spencer mumbled out to correct you.

Garcia looked at you, a smile on her face appreciating your kindness. She stood up, nodding as she finally gave in.

"Okay! You're totally right, lover boy, right right. I can leave for a little, get something to eat quickly." She continued nodding, collecting her things as she talked.

She was hesitant to leave, it was a stressful case, most leads ended up in a dead end. She knew you would be fine if the team needed something, but the stress didn't want to let her go out.

She stopped, wondering if she had everything. "Umm.. yes.. yes?" She listed things off. With a last "yes" she hummed and thanked you again.

"I'll be back soon. I'll bring something for you two, don't worry." She smiled, ruffling your hair.

"Thank you Pen!!" You waved at her, but she was already walking out, her heels clicking with each of her steps. Finally she walks out the door and closes it, leaving you and Spencer alone.

He had injured himself once more, and wasn't allowed on the field for a while so he was left with the tech analysts again. He didn't really mind, spending time with his best friend and boyfriend was not something to be complaining about. He spun a bit in his chair, looking down at the floor, wishing he could go home and sleep. He was tired, uncomfortable and slightly irritated from the case.

You turned to him, watching him move in his chair with a smile on your face finding his movements silly. Even though he was obviously annoyed, he still

"C'mere.." You called to him, rolling your chair closer to him before he even had the chance to move.

You stood up, pulling his arms to make him stand up with you. He looked up, not wanting to stand up but was only met with your pleading eyes.

He sighed and started to stand up slowly, using you as support. You smiled at his compliance, helping him so he doesn't put too much weight on his injury.

You wrapped your arms around his waist, pulling him closer to you. You looked down at him, your faces inches apart, a smile on your face.

"Did you make me stand just to stare at me? Or to remind yourself of the small height difference?" Spencer asked you, unamused with the fact he stood for seemingly no reason.

Honestly you didn't know why exactly you made him stand, his questioning made you chuckle though.

"No, of course not." You shook your head and leaned down in an attempt to kiss him.

He blushed and shook his head trying to pull away, or stop you.

"No! We're at work, in your shared little room. It's unprofessional!" He frowned, desperately wanting to give in and just kiss you, but not wanting to be break the rules at work.

"Nobody is going to walk in! It's like.. past 2am, the teams across the country and Garcia just left to buy food, we'll be fine." You insisted, knowing that you two would be safe to kiss.

"No, what if someone else walks in? What if someone comes looking for one of us! What if-".

You quickly cut him off with a kiss, which immediately shut him up. He was still worried, scared someone would walk in, but he didn't do much to pull away from your kissing. Actually, he melted into it quickly, wrapped his arms around your shoulders, both for comfort and support.

You hummed out feeling his arms wrap around you, happy he gave in. You had only meant for it to be a short kiss, but Spencer had let out a small whimper when you pulled away. Now, how could you even think about making your injured boyfriend sad.

You shook your head, a chuckle escaping at his pouty face.

"Thought you said it was unprofessional?" You raised your eyebrow at him, only to be met with furrowed eyebrows and a bigger pout.

"Y/N!" He whined, sounding like a child about to throw a tantrum. You rolled your eyes, leaning down to meet his lips again, but spoke before actually kissing him.

"Don't start stomping your foot now." You laughed before he crashed his mouth into yours, wanting to shut you up from your stupid comments.

He pulled you closer, trying to deepen the kiss which you quickly allowed, turning the supposedly sweet kiss into a small makeout session.

"Hey boy genius and boy genius lover!" Penelope's voice called out from outside, quickly opening the door before either of you could move.

"I forgot my-" She started, the door swinging open and immediately cut herself off seeing you two leaned against the desk.

Spencer quickly broke away from the kiss, but not daring to face her, his face completely red from embarrassment. You looked over at Penelope, cheeks flushed as you continued to hold Spencer by his waist.

"Oh! Am I interrupting, boy.. time..? Sorry sorry.. let me just quickly grab this and leave." She apologized quickly, shuffling in and leaning around the both of you to grab her forgotten item.

She backed up, patting Spencer on his shoulder before she walked out. "Didn't think you had it in you Spencer, making out at work!?"

"Derek is not going to believe this.." She giggled before closing the door and leaving.

Spencer cringed at her comment, knowing Derek was going to tease him about this nonstop for the next month (if not more).

He turned his head up, glaring at you as he spoke.

"See! I told you we'd get caught!" He huffed, pulling his arms off your shoulders and looked away from you.

"Well it's not like I was the only one participating in the kiss was I? Or the one who whined when I tried to pull away." You responded, not appreciating how your boyfriend tried to put the blame all on you.

He let out another annoyed huff at your comment, knowing you were right, but obviously he wasn't going to take the blame when he could just continue to put it on you.

"You gave in to the second kiss when you could have easily just stopped."

"Yeah and then deal with your whining and pouty ass the rest of the night?"

"I don't whine!"

You stare at him, eyebrow raised wondering if he seriously believed that.

He did.

"What? I don't pout, or whine! I'm a grown man, not a child.." He said after a couple of seconds of being stared at.

"Mhm.." You hummed out, not wanting to continue with this anymore. Spencer, of course, did not pout at your lack of response.

"Whatever you say Spencer." You chuckled, giving him a soft kiss on his forehead.

He let out yet another huff, completely unappreciating your comments about his maturity.

You let go of his waist, allowing him to back away and sit back down, but instead he looked at you as soon as you let go. You looked back down at him, wondering why he wasn't moving back to his chair.

"What?"

He turned around, making sure the door was closed before leaning back and tugging on your shirt to meet your lips once more.

[sunfyresrider]

Memories

Lo’ak te Suli Tsyeyk’itan x Fem!Reader

Summary: After you go into labor unexpectedly it’s up to, Jake, your father in law and Lo’ak, your husband, to get you through it. Meanwhile, Lo’ak recounts all of the first times in your relationship while you’re giving birth to your first child. Tags: pregnancy, established relationship, fluff, small smut scene, Lo’ak being a dummy (himself), sentimental moments, Jake stressing, and finally birth (blood, contractions, and pain). Word Count: 2466. Author’s Note: I am not sure how I feel about this but it’s been in my head for so longggg. Actually, it’s my first time doing flashback scenes so lmk any constructive criticism. (I’ve never given birth either so I’m going off the top of my head.)

-Present

A relationship was filled with many first times, first date, first kiss, and first intimate experience. After so many firsts you would assume you would be prepared for the next, but nothing prepared you for this. More specifically, nothing prepared your husband for what was about to happen.

It was midday when you noticed something was up, your baby kicked in your belly more and the cramps came more frequently. You brushed it aside, assuming it was a false alarm. The hunting trip planned with your father in-law and husband was meant to be short and you couldn’t miss another family outing due to cramps. Although, now that you’re miles deep into the forest, stuck with two idiots you love dearly, you realize that was a grave mistake.

“Lo’ak…” you groaned, bent over gripping onto the nearest tree you could find. Both of their heads whipped around, “Baby?” You mustered up the strength to mutter the next words, watching as their faces trailed down your legs. A look of disbelief and terror glazing your husband’s eyes, “My water broke.”

In less than seconds you were on the ground, your legs spread and hands squeezing Lo’ak’s arm hard enough it was turning white. “What do I do? What do I do?” He was frantic, watching you writhe in pain and struggle to push. “Is that blood?!” Lo’ak looked mortified, were you bleeding to death? Does this happen during every birth? “Ok… ok, just push, baby girl.” His father sounded less than confident, sweat pooling at his forehead. Jake’s eyes purposefully avoided your lower regions, opting to stare with pained expression at your face. “Umm…”

“You’ve had three kids and you don’t know what you’re doing?!” The worry in his heart all but exploded at the realization, no one here knew how to deliver a baby. He felt his head become light as he stared at the blood, Lo’ak’s eyes began to droop and his body swayed back. A heavy slap sounded at the back of his head, drawing him back to the situation at hand. “Pull yourself together, boy! You’re a man! Act like it!”

You tried to block out their voices, think only about the precious life coming out of you. Whatever was going on in front of you was not your concern, though it was ceaselessly annoying. “Will you both shut up!” You screeched out and the forest around you went silent. A deep breath escaped your lungs, closing your eyes you began praying to Ewya for strength. All Lo’ak could was watch, his mind drifting back to where this all started.

-The First Meeting

Lo’ak was only six, rummaging around where he probably shouldn’t have been. He was somewhere in his grandmother’s hut, taking something he wasn’t supposed to. Lo’ak was tall for his age, yet somehow you managed to miss him completely and run directly into his back, knocking a pot of a mystery liquid all over the floor. He whipped around quickly, ears peeking up at the sound of glass shattering. “Owie,” you rubbed the spot on your head where he assumed you hit him.

“Watch where you’re going dummy!” He shouted, not thinking about how hurt you actually were. Your pained expression dropped, eyes narrowing at the sight of him. “Lo’ak Sully! You can not be in here!” At that instance he knew, you were a little shit. The one that always followed his grandmother around like a shadow, stealing all of Kiri’s attention away from everyone else. “Me? You’re in trouble for breaking that!”

You gasped at the glass, your eyes beginning to water. It must have been something special to get you to react like that. You stood up quickly, your tail lowered behind you and ears flattened against your skull. Lo’ak felt heartbroken for a moment, seeing you look so defeated. His dad always says to be nice to girls and already he was failing. He went to reach out, touch your arm in comfort or something. Then a deranged look appeared in your eyes,“Not if I tell on you first!”

“You little brat!” He couldn’t believe how easily you tricked him! You took off sprinting in the direction of the entrance, your tail whipping behind you frantically. He threw down whatever he originally planned on stealing and chased after you, no way was he taking the blame for this.

-Present

“Okay baby, just breathe in, 3…2…1” you took a deep breath, clenching his arm tightly with your first. “Now release and push,” he spoke lightly as to not piss you off any further. Jake was on the com with Neytiri, whose shouting voice could be heard from a mile away. Somewhere he found his sanity in reliving memories as he tried his best to coach you through it. You let out a strained cry and Lo’ak’s ears fell flat, “you’re doing great, tahni. A few more tries.”

-The First Date

Lo’ak had asked you out a hundred different times, each time had a different, more creative way of rejection. One more try, he promised himself as he made his way to your hut. This time he brought a bouquet of flowers he searched all over Pandora to find, did all girls like flowers? Kiri told him you liked variations of things, which was the opposite of specific. Lo’ak felt like an idiot waltzing around camp with a rainbow assortment held out in front of him, if you rejected him this time around he might just let a thanator eat him.

To his surprise, you said yes almost immediately and ushered him out of your hut with an unnerving haste. It was really awkward at first, the picnic he planned was too silent aside from the sounds of you chewing your food. He shuffled uncomfortably in his spot, clearing his throat to speak up. “I-“

“Lo’ak I like you, a lot,” you deadpanned, staring off into the distance. Lo’ak froze in place, his entire body language perking up at the thought. Then again, his ears could be betraying him. “It’s just… you know… My parents have already picked a match they’ll think will be suitable and I’ve never ever gone against them.” His joy melted away into a swirl of despair and disappointment. If he ever got shot, he could only assume it felt like this. “Who?”

His question was simple, what man did they think was so much better than him? “Atan, but I’ve never liked him and he has a weird face and-” Lo’ak couldn’t contain the chuckle that escaped him, were you really being serious? “Atan? Fucking Atan? The biggest idiot known to Na’vi kind?” A wave of superiority or maybe confidence knowing his competitor was a complete idiot enveloped him. His ears perked back up, a smile gracing his features. “Well yeah,” you looked at him incredulously, awaiting for his next words anxiously.

“Babe, I will literally sweep the floor with Atan.” He stood up from his position, determination all over his face. “Give me a month and your parents will regret ever considering him.” You were completely dumbfounded, mildly insulted on behalf of your potential mate. Lo’ak outstretched hand, signaling for you to take it. “Screw this, I’m meeting your parents tonight.”

-Present

“Neytiri is on her way with Kiri right now. Lo’ak get in position.” Jake spoke quickly as he took his seat on your other side, taking the place as your hand holder. Even while in the middle of birth both of the men took it as a very serious mission. “Yes sir, I can see the head.” The words fumbled out of his mouth before he realized what he was saying. “You’re doing great babygirl, just a few more pushes alright?” Lo’ak’s smile stretched from ear to ear, The head! He was looking at a baby’s fucking head!

-The First Kiss

The bioluminescent flowers perfectly illuminated your face, the freckles on your face decorating your every feature. Lo’ak couldn’t help but stare as you laid next to him so peacefully, basking in the light of Pandora’s moons. Your lips looked more tantalizing than usual, the plush softness all but invading his mind. You’d been going out for so long now surely it was past time to try or at least ask right?

“Tahni?” The words came out in a hushed whisper, stirring you awake. “What is it, Lo?” You glanced up at him, an expression you’ve never seen before gracing his features. There was a river of emotions flooding behind his eyes, making your breath hitch in your throat. “Can I kiss you?”

There was a beat of silence as you stared into his eyes. A moment where your heart swelled in your chest as the butterflies began to flutter in your stomach. And then your lips were pressed against his, fumbling against each other as you learned to move in sync. Your hands came up to his face, cupping his cheeks as you felt his rough ones against your waist, pulling you closer.

When you pulled apart, your faces were both purple from the lack of air. Lo'ak's mouth hung open as he tried to catch his breath, his thumb rubbing over your bottom lip. His eyes were blown out in lust, a silent plea to touch him again. You bit your lip, forcing back the giggle threatening to escape your throat. “Can we do it again, please?”

-Present

The baby was nearly out, you were almost free from the seemingly endless suffering. Your breaths were weighted, "One last push. You're doing great. Keep going!" Lo’ak did his best to encourage you, watching your face as you focused all your energy into pushing. “You did this- I-I’m gonna k-kill you!” This was his fault, you weren’t the one that had an appetite like a starved animal. Your hands tightened on Jake as you cursed out your husband. Lo'ak wasn’t offended, in fact the memory brought him nothing but joy.

-The first time

Your bodies intertwined perfectly, his movements slow, almost teasing, as he pushed himself inside of you. He wanted to feel every inch, every second, every movement. Lo’ak wanted you to feel him, to remember his shape, to know how well he fit inside you. He wanted this feeling to be ingrained into your memory so the next time you laid down, he was the only thing you could imagine.

From your connection, Tsaheylu, Lo’ak knew he was doing better than expected, that you loved him more than he believed. His love for you grew deeper, he felt your heartbeat, the rhythm of your breathing, the pulsing of the blood coursing through your veins. Your love was a beautiful melody he could listen to for the rest of his life.

His pace quickened, on your command, of course. He couldn't deny his queen a thing she wanted. He pushed himself in further, making sure to hit the spot that made your back arch, your toes curl, and your moans louder. He felt it, the tightening, the way your walls closed around him. Your fingers clawed into his back, pulling him closer, deeper, tighter, as if there was room for him to go. Lo'ak's breath was uneven as his climax neared, his lips pressing against your neck, his hands grabbing at whatever they could reach.

That feeling of bliss, the one he longed to reach. You were the only one who could take him there, the only one that made him feel anything, the only one he could let his guard down with. You were the only one he trusted, the only one he needed. Lo’ak movements became frantic, feeling you reach your own release, the sounds that slipped from your lips driving him mad. Your cries filled the forest, his name on your tongue, begging him not to stop.

He didn't want to finish, he wanted this to last, to feel this way forever, with you. It was too much, his body wasn't letting him hold on any longer, so he let go. Your name rolled off his tongue, over and over again, a prayer, a thanks, a confession. It was a moment of pure bliss, a moment that Lo'ak would never forget.

"I love you."

-The first child

You let out one final scream, using up all of your strength. You felt all the pressure within you snap, the constant ache disappearing into oblivion. For a moment, the forest was completely silent, only your ragged breaths filling the air. That was until the screams of a newborn child echoed in the trees.

Lo’ak was the first to see her, to hold her, and to bask in her beauty. “It’s a girl,” he said softly, looking back at you, his smile so bright it could light up the entire moon. She was small, her skin a beautiful hue of blue, her head full of black hair. Jake’s arms snaked around you, pulling you into his lap, holding you as if you would break if he didn't. o'ak was mesmerized by the new life that he helped create.

“Give her to me, Lo.” you held out your arms, a warm smile on your face. Lo'ak couldn't deny his queen a single thing. As carefully as he could, he handed his daughter over to her mother, a sigh of relief when the baby immediately stilled in your grasp.

He was in complete awe. She was perfect, from her tiny toes, to her chubby little cheeks, she was the most beautiful thing Lo'ak had ever seen, besides her mother. Tears began to pool in his eyes, his chest swelling with pride. You and his daughter were everything to him. The love of his life, and his precious little princess. Lo'ak was never good with words, and right now was no different.

“I’m so proud of you both.” Jake spoke like a true father. The sounds of twigs cracking and feet scurrying across the floor caught Jake’s immediate attention. He could already hear the weighted breaths of Neytiri and Kiri as they neared you.“Ma Jake!” Neytiri ran towards you quickly, faltering in her steps as she looked at the scene before her.

Neytiri's hands moved over her heart as she watched, A tear began to streak down her face, a large closed mouth smile stretching from ear to ear. Kiri was already standing over you, no doubt asking too many questions about your health. Lo’ak had moved to where Jake once was, cradling you whilst rubbing soothing circles onto your hand. His tail swayed behind him, his head tilted downward, and his eyes fixed on the gift from Ewya in your arms.

“The first grandchild,” Neytiri murmured next to her mate, reminiscing on the birth of their first child. “Damn, we’re old,” Jake muttered, a soft chuckle escaping him.

[nevsdoll]

Neville x slytherin reader pls 💖💖💖

Where maybe he is her tutor in herbology , I need it so bad!! ✨✨

herbology for dummies | neville longbottom

neville longbottom x fem!reader

summary! ↑ the request! (⁠ ⁠˵⁠ ⁠°⁠ ⁠~⁠ ⁠°⁠ ⁠˵⁠ ⁠)

warnings; NSFW +18 SMUT ! underage + unprotected sex, slightly public! sort of hate-sex (⁠๑⁠•⁠﹏⁠•⁠) . . . (lmk if i missed any)

a/n: i always make these generic house reader so everyone feels connected but i'll try my best to make a slytherin character without being too stereotypical lmaoo !! ♡ (i couldn't find a gif i liked but i don't like this pic either)

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"i can't believe that bitch sprout gave me a tutor..." you said while walking towards the library, where you would meet your new tutor.

"no, that's believable, sweety. what's unbelievable is that your tutor is going to be that longbottom dork!" pansy said while laughing.

"oh, shut up... he is probably so sweet" you responded annoyed at your friend's mean words. "i'll see you later"

you entered the library and scanned the place looking for that gryffindor boy. he was sitting all the way in the back, where you could barely see him. you approached him, "why are we sitting here?" you asked.

neville looked up at you, "oh, hey" he thought for a second before answering to your question, "i don't know, i just felt like sitting here, i guess" you nodded and sat beside him as you watched him open the herbology book. "so, why are you particularly struggling with?"

"umm... i don't know, i don't really pay attention in class" you looked around the table which was filled with books that neville picked up. "why do we need all these books for?" you picked a random one, reading the title out loud, "'the enchanting world of magical plants: a guide to botanical mysticism', what the fuck is this? does this even enter on the test?"

"no... i just thought it might help..." he said, somehow embarrassed.

you grabbed another book, "'herbology for dummies', excuse me? are you mocking me, longbottom?" you looked at him angrily.

"what? that's just how it's called, it's not my fault! it's a good book i read it!" he said while taking the book from your hands and putting it away. "let's just get into studying" you sighed, already angry at him —not for a good reason—. basically, your first actual impression of neville longbottom was ruined.

you only knew about him because you saw him sometimes in class and at the corridors, but mostly you just knew what draco malfoy and his friends used to say about him. at that time, you thought they might have been right.

you were drawn away from your thoughts by the guy's voice, "i think these are the only topics that are gonna be on the test... i don't think mrs. sprout will ask anything about the water plants because we just started it..."

"i should just use a cheat sheet or something..."

"i mean, you could but i think sprout is going to do an anti-cheat spell, you know? because it's the end of the semester and all" neville looked at you with a small smirk.

you covered your face with your hands annoyed, "shit, you're right..." you let out a small breath, "okay, just teach me the most important so i can go, i want to go see the slytherin quidditch practice after this."

"slytherin is practicing today? i thought oliver booked the field..." he spoke, thinking out loud.

"that's the thing with you gryffindors, you think the world revolves around you." you said.

"how is that thinking the world revolves around us?" he rolled his eyes. "and that's really bold coming from someone who is friends with malfoy" he laughed annoyed.

you gasped, "okay, first of all, i'm not friends with draco; second of all, YOU are a friend of THE harry potter so of course you wouldn't notice the harry potter syndrome you all gryffindors fall into... and third of all, you are my tutor, you shouldn't say such things"

"i'm sorry, what?!" he opened his eyes in shock, completely offended. "how could you say that? you were the one who started this!"

"oh, real mature, longbottom" you looked away, trying to ignore him.

"also, what the hell is the harry potter syndrome?!" he asked with his eyebrows making a frown.

"exactly!" you said as neville just tsked at your response. "just teach me whatever you have to teach me" you added still looking away.

neville sighed and started going through the book, explaining every topic best way he could because due to your lack of response he couldn't know what you struggled most with.

this went on for quite some time, you had been swimming inside your deepest weirdest thoughts, not paying attention to anything neville had to say. at one point you even felt bad, it felt like you had these little cartoony versions of yourself on each shoulder saying "he is trying to help you!" and the other one saying "whatever, he is probably already used to being ignored. he was being rude". the boredom was just starting to get more vivid and you let out a yawn.

"you could at least pretend like you are listening!" he said. "i'm doing this for you, you know? i don't want to be here either."

"then leave! i'm not asking you to do anything! i just stayed here in case you were going to tell on me to sprout like the nerd loser you are!" you got up from the chair and closed the book. the only reason why you weren't screaming at each other was the fact that you were still at the library.

"what?!" he looked at you shocked. you looked at him in his eyes, you could sense he was somehow hurt. you stayed looking at each others eyes for a few seconds right before throwing yourselves into each others mouths.

you didn't even know how was it that the situation took this turn but now neville longbottom was sitting you on a table, throwing everywhere the herbology books he picked up while kissing you roughly with his hands grabbing your ass. —and he was honestly such a good kisser too, he knew exactly what to do and how to do it.

you quickly unbottoned your jeans needing more of his touch. he looked down at your movements and smirked, "shit, you wanna do it with a nerd loser, y/n?" he laughed.

"shut up" you unbuckled his belt, throwing it behind the books that were still on the table. neville laughed, absolutely forgetting about his shy and kind persona. he brought you closer and lowered your jeans, rapidly slipping his hand on your panties and caressing your bare cunt. "just do it, longbottom" he smiled and kissed your lips once more while lowering your panties and finally taking his erection out of his clothes. neville shoved his dick inside of you making you bite your lip to silence your scream. your body layed down on the table trying to adjust to his already rapid movements. your back already arching and hands begging for something to grab and hold on to. "neville, your cock feels so good..." you whispered.

neville bit his lip while increasing the pace. his hands ran through the inside of your shirt until finally meeting your breasts. he played with your nipples mercilessly as you moaned covering your mouth with your hand. "what has gotten you so excited?" he teased.

"you are lucky you are fucking me so good, if not, i would have left." you responded between gasps and moans. "i thought you were a virgin... how many girls have you fucked?"

"you are the only slytherin i had left" he said with that smirk on his face again.

"fuck you, longbottom." you sensed you were close, you wouldn't hold it for much longer.

"you are guilty of that." he laughed at the same time you finally released. cumming all over his cock and leaving cum leaking on the table. "damn, y/n... that was hot"

you breath out and dressed up. "thank you, tutor, i'm going to the quidditch practice. i'll see you tomorrow for another tutoring session!"

[cyberkitty1]

Politely grabbing your shoulders could you please do a miles x male reader if you can

Miles Morales x male!reader

You meet after he shows up to his fathers party late and is grounded. He storms downstairs not paying attention when he bumps into you. You were holding a ton of books in hand and managed to drop all of them due to impact.You both fall back

you had landed at the bottom of the stairs him landing at the top of the stairs.

His eyes open and sees you at the bottom. Frantically he goes down to help you up “ Shoot, im so sorry I wasn't looking where I was going! Are you ok?” You look at him with an awkward smile “ No yea im fine! Are you ok?” Miles gets uo frantically attempting to help you stand “ You don't need to ask me that I made you fall with all these books! Ill help you take them where you need to” You put your hands up defensively “ no no its ok really! “ He shakes his head “ No its fine I have nothing to do anyways let me help” sighing defeatedly you guys pick up the books and go to your apartment.

You open the door letting him in so he could put the books down on the dining table “ Oh my name is Miles by the way” he says with a bright shining smile you could never miss. “ I’m __ nice to meet you” For a second you guys just stand there till he looks at the shoes on the shoe rack at the door “ Oh my god are those the new dunks?” He stands looking into space “ called… umm” “PLUM ECLIPSE!” he points at you and you point back.

“ Yea I work at foot locker so we get shoes first, I have a ton more that arnt even released yet” He looks at you with eyes of adoration and curiosity

“ You mind showing them to me? I am a shoe connoisseur if I do say so myself” he says giving you smug face.

You let out a genuine laugh. “ Yea sure follow me” .

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taglist: @rosesndan @shoyofroyoyoyo @p3rf3ct4ng3l @nagi3seastorm @iheartmorales @itsnanabanana @kxllanxtdoor @royalty-cashinout @hana-1235 @lanasfloridakiloss

ALSO ASKS ARE OPEN AGAIN!!!

sorry this took me so long to write, i love to procrastinate 😜

also sorry if its not what you wanted! I myself never thought i would even accept male reader works/ trans asks so again sorry if its not what you wanted!

another sorry if it doesn’t even seem like a male reader 😞

EDIT: also my stuff is for anyone I don’t think I really use pronouns in my stuff + if you want me to write something more gender specific lmk!!

[nwjws]

let’s share? - yjw

; pairing - jungwon x gn!reader

; synopsis - in the face of your upcoming midterms, you decide to visit the library to continue your revision. luckily, they had just one copy left of the textbook you needed - but you weren’t the only one who did.

; wc - 1k

; tags - fluff, college au, study date at the library

; warnings - this isn't an accurate depiction of college life bc im not a college student yet... not proofread so lmk if i missed anything!

your shoulder aches as it carries the weight of your bag, full to the brim with books and your laptop.

the cool breeze of october doesn't help you either, hitting your underdressed figure mercilessly. you hadn't anticipated it would feel this cold, so you had opted for just a simple flimsy long-sleeved top and jeans. it was a decision you certainly regretted now.

why does the library have to be a 15 minute walk away? maybe you really should've taken public transport - but that would've taken longer, and you want to make good use of time for your psychology midterm tomorrow.

warmth welcomed you as you finally reached the local library, one that was made specifically for all the college kids around the area; for students like you.

relief filled you as you finally set down your heavy belongings on a table, massaging your shoulder right after.

you look around the huge library as you take your seat, when your eyes land on a cute boy just 3 tables away from you.

you take in the way he's hunched over his own notes, a pair of headphones drowning out all other sound. a dimple appears on his cheek as he makes a concentrated face. you suddenly get the urge to poke it.

maybe i should go to the library more often.

somehow, you manage to pull yourself away from thoughts of your new library crush, and focus on your test tomorrow.

you regret procrastinating for the exam - although, if you hadn't then you wouldn't have gone to the library, and you wouldn't have seen mystery dimple boy. so are you really complaining?

soon, you realise your own resources don't have enough information on a study you needed to learn though, but that's why you came here in the first place.

getting up and stretching, you don't realise how long you had been sitting until you stood up. you immediately start scavenging the shelves for books that might have details of the study you were looking for.

you happen to find one that has a collection of studies and theories on the exact topic and time period, and to your luck, it has the exact study you need! it seems like other students had the same problem as you, seeing as the area where there should've been extra copies of it was empty; you had gotten to the last one.

you turn around to return to your table, but find yourself face-to-face with the very boy you had been eyeing earlier.

"oh, is that the last one?" he asked with wide eyes. they glittered and rooted you on the spot, your heart racing as you got a proper look at his face.

"oh! umm, yeah i think so," you reply after a pause, having to pull yourself out of your reverie.

"ugh, that sucks. i really needed details on schmolck et al," he says, bummed out as he looks down and scratches at his nape.

"no way, me too!" you say in surprise. "you take psychology class too?"

"yeah, i guess we all needed that book for the test tomorrow," he laughs awkwardly.

"well, we could just share the book," you propose. normally, you weren't so inviting, and would come up with a compromise such as taking photos of the pages he needed.

but something about his aura was inviting, and easy to get along with. not to mention, he looked like he was heaven-sent.

"yes please, if you don't mind," he smiled gratefully. you swear your heart just melted a thousand times.

you two get to studying together, whispering easy conversations and helping each other with particular concepts the other struggled a bit with.

after telling him that your weaker point was structuring your responses, he gladly helped you in that area, because he happened to know a cheat code to the best way of doing so.

you learned that his name was jungwon, and took a psychology class at a different time as you, which is why you two hadn't met until now.

he was an amazing study buddy, patiently explaining to you in a way you would understand. his voice was soft and sweet like honey, and helped calm your nerves for the upcoming test. he paid attention to you with those eyes that seemed to hold the world within them.

whenever he shifted closer to you to look at your notes, your skin tingled when it grazed against his hand, the heat rushing to your face.

when the sun had set, you decided you spent the last 6 hours pretty productively, especially with someone like jungwon by your side.

something about him made you feel giddy, like you were floating on air. with him, you think you can do anything.

you wanted to get to know him more, find out what he likes and what he didn't. to give him the same feeling he did to you.

"thank you for today, jungwon."

"no problem," he smiled at you softly.

you two stared at each other for what felt like hours, comfortable silence overtaking your little space. soaking in each other's presence.

"so, i really should go back home and get some sleep. mentally prepare myself for tomorrow, you know?" you tell him, and begrudgingly start packing up your things. he follows you after.

"of course. good luck, you'll do well. I know you will."

you look up at him, feeling like you were going to cry at his reassuring words.

"thank you, i have no doubt you will either."

"tell you what, let's both promise to ace tomorrow's exam okay? and then let's get some ice cream after," he suggests, patting your shoulder.

"in the middle of october?" you raise an eyebrow at him, a smile tugging at the corner of your lips.

"nothing like ice cream when it's cold, right?" he chuckled. "c'mon, i know a good place downtown."

"sounds good to me. is this going to be a first date then or something?" you ask with mock confidence, feeling a little unsure if he was thinking the same. jungown frowned confusedly at you.

"what? wasn't this our first date? a study date?"

you stare at him, and giggle at his cute expression.

"well, if you say so, then tomorrow will be our second."

jungwon smiled at you, satisfied as he waits for you.

"take this, it's cold out," he says, shrugging off his puffy jacket, and handing it to you, before taking your hand. "let's go, i'll walk you home."

; tags! - @wonuslust

[babydollmarauders]

STARBOY — JACK HUGHES

jack hughes x fem!reader

summary: in which y/n is turned on by Jack playing hockey

warnings: MATURE CONTENT!! praise kink, degradation, dirty talk, unprotected sex, cussing, pet names, fingering, (i think that’s all but lmk if i missed anything)

notes: umm idk how i feel about this but i tried so…. also, i feel like this makes it seem like they didn’t last long but in my head they were going for awhile, i’m just still trying to figure out how to express how much time is passing in smut.

i’m so proud. so extremely proud.

Jack has been struggling recently. with zero goals and only two assists in the past six games, he’s sort of been in a slump. but tonight’s game against the Hurricanes has officially seemed to break that.

i can’t tell if it’s a good or bad thing that i decided not to attend tonight’s game and rather watch it at home on our couch. i’m both sad that i wasn’t there to watch my boyfriend score his goal and get two assists, and glad because watching Jack score always turns me on more than i’d like to admit. something about his smile after a goal and the way he carries himself, has me clenching my thighs together and praying for him to get home quickly.

which brings me to now, sat on the couch in nothing but a cropped camisole and my shortest pajama shorts, waiting impatiently for Jack to get home. it’s nearing eleven thirty when i finally hear the door unlock, heavy footsteps echo from the dark entryway before i hear the door click shut and the lock switching back into place. Jack’s footsteps creep down the hall, much quieter this time, confirming to me that he slipped off his shoes, before coming to a complete stop.

i scan him in amusement, standing in the opening to the living room with his eyes wide and his hand clutched over his heart.

“jeez, y/n/n. you scared the shit outta me.” he exhales, making me giggle. he sets his bag down and walks over, a grin plastered on his face now as he plants a kiss on my forehead. “why are you sitting in the dark, pretty girl?”

“was waiting for you.” i confess, rising to my feet and linking my arms around his neck. his smile somehow gets wider, if that’s even possible, and he rests his hands at the bottom of my ass, practically holding it.

“waiting for me in the dark?” he chuckles as i nod.

“mhm. wanted to congratulate you, baby.” i tell him, leaning up to press my lips against his. pulling away just slightly to mumble against his lips. “you played so well tonight.”

“yeah?” he kisses me once more before pulling away to look at my eyes. i muster the most innocent yet seductive doe eyes that i can. “that turn you on, pretty girl?”

i hum in agreement and he smirks, his hands squeezing on my ass.

“yeah, i bet it did.” he presses his lips against mine, this kiss less innocent than the others. laced with passion and lust. one of his hands slips around my front to cup my breast, his thumb running over my nipple through my tank top. “i bet if i slipped my hand down those shorts of yours, you’d be soaked. wouldn’t you, princess?”

i let out a moan at his words, his lips trailing down my jawline and to the sweet spot on my neck, gently nipping and suckling at it. his hands leave their respective areas, instead tapping at the bare skin on the backs of my thighs to signal for me to jump. i do so, wrapping my legs around his waist, and he makes quick work of walking to our bedroom. his mouth detaches from my neck, throwing me onto our bed and making me giggle in delight as my back hits the soft mattress.

i watch from my spot as he strips himself of his suit jacket, unbuttoning his dress shirt and throwing it in the direction of the hamper, not quite making it. his left hand trails up my calf as he undoes his belt with his right, slipping it off and tossing it on the floor.

“let’s see if i’m right.” he smirks, tugging my leg so i slide to the foot of the bed before pulling my pajama shorts down to find me bare underneath. “no panties, hm? what a slut.”

“i didn’t feel like i needed them.” i say, blinking up at him. “you’d just take them off anyways.”

“you wanted me to fuck this pussy tonight, didn’t you? wanted me to make you come, eh?” he taunts me, his fingers swipe across my cunt, making my hips buck up towards him. he huffs out a sarcastic laugh, “aww, you’re so wet. my girl’s so needy for me. so desperate.”

kneeling onto the bed, he pulls my tank top down just enough for my tits to pop out, his mouth attaching to one of my nipples. his tongue swirls around the stiffened bud as he finally slips a finger into me, and my head drops back against the mattress as i let out a short breath.

“Jack.” i moan as he crooks his finger just right, hitting up into my g-spot, and the smirk i feel against my breast says it all. i know in this moment that i’m not getting sweet love-making Jack tonight. instead, i’m getting the version that i so desperately crave right now, the one who fucks. he adds another finger, his rough palm now rocking against my clit. “Jacky please.”

“what do you want? say it.” he tells me, detaching from my nipple. my eyes squeeze shut as he continues fucking me with his fingers, and i can feel the familiar bubble forming in my stomach. “words.”

“i need you.” i whimper.

“you have me, doll.”

“i need you to fuck me.” i profess, my hands blindly reach for him, gripping his arms as he pulls his fingers out, leaving me empty and clenching around nothing. the tension in my stomach quickly disappears and my eyes shoot open as i whine.

“thought you wanted my cock, doll? have you changed your mind?” he teases, and my head whips back and forth, telling him no. “that’s what i thought.”

i shut my legs, closing my cunt off from his penetrating gaze as he unbuttons his pants, tugging off his pants and boxer briefs and leaving him completely naked in front me. i clench my thighs together, attempting to relieve some of my neediness myself, but it doesn’t help at all, knowing what i really need is right in front of me.

“hands and knees.” he tells me, and i hurry to turn on the bed, sitting myself on my knees as i strip off my camisole and throw it across the room before settling onto my hands as well. “such a good girl for me.”

i feel his touch as he grips my ass for a moment before his hand trails up my spine, leaving goosebumps in their wake. he rubs his tip against my core and i instinctively push back against him, making him back up just slightly to avoid entering me quite yet.

“Jack, please.” i beg. my heart races in my chest at the mere thought of him inside of me, but before i have to beg anymore, he lines himself up and thrusts, filling me up. i gasp in surprise, but it quickly turns into a moan as i exhale. his hands grip my sides as we fall into a rhythm of hips snapping, my breathy moans mingling with his curses and grunts.

“such a little slut for me.” his voice is tight as his strokes get deeper, resulting in me screaming his name in response.

“you’re so big.” i praise him. “fill me so good.”

he kneels himself on the bed, giving him better control and heat rushes to my face as my stomach begins to tighten, his hands moving to grope my boobs as he thrusts. my eyes press shut as my hands fist the bed sheets.

“please, Jack. please.” i beg again. for what? i’m not entirely sure. but apparently Jack knows, because his hand sweeps up to the front of my neck, using his grip to pull my head back to look up at him. my eyes stay squeezed shut, stars forming in my blacked out vision.

“you wanna come?” he taunts me, his other hand sliding down from its place, pinching my nipple, to rub circles on my clit. i attempt a nod, letting out a whimper. “open your eyes.”

my eyes flutter open, leaving me gazing right into his blue ones.

“that’s it. look me in the eyes when you come on my cock.” i clench around him at his words, making him let out a groan. he angles his hips, hitting just the right spot as he continues rubbing my clit. “my pretty little whore.”

i let out a shaky breath as i can feel my high quickly approaching, and it seems he can tell too because he leans down to whisper into my ear.

“let go, doll.”

my legs shake, risking me falling face first on the bed if he wasn’t holding me up, and my vision goes white for a moment. the tension built in my stomach eases and i find my release as Jack continues to thrust into me, chasing his own high.

“good girl.” his praise mixed with my growing oversensitivity causes me to let out some whimpers, a tear rolling down my cheek. “i know, baby. i know.”

it doesn’t take more than a few more thrusts for him to still, both his hands gripping my hips now as he releases inside of me.

our breaths are more like pants as we both collapse onto the bed, and he pulls me closer to lay on his chest.

“you did so well for me, beautiful.” he leans down to press a gentle kiss to my lips, full of love and adoration.

“i love you.” i whisper when he pulls away, causing a soft smile to make its way onto his lips.

“i love you too, baby.” his sweet words seem to awaken something in him as he stiffens a little. “i probably should’ve asked this earlier, but you’ve been taking your birth control, right?”

i bark out a laugh at him and nod. he relaxes, blowing out a relieved sigh.

“okay, good. i mean, i love you and i definitely want you to have my children, but not right now.”

“i agree.” i tell him. “i want you all to myself for at least a couple more years.”

a grin graces his lips and he maneuvers to hover over me, peppering my face with kisses and making me bust out into a fit of giggles. he pulls back after a few moments, gazing into my eyes with admiration.

“i’m gonna go get cleaned up and get a towel. one sec.” he says, removing himself from above me and rushing off into the en suite bathroom. he’s only gone for a couple minutes before he’s returning with a wet washcloth and wiping at my sensitive core.

“thank you, love.” i smile as he finishes, throwing the towel into the hamper. he drops another kiss to my lips and walks over to the dresser, slipping some boxers on and grabbing me a t-shirt and underwear before helping me into them.

i scoot up to the top of the bed, slipping under the blanket and resting my head on my pillow as he turns off the light and slides in on his side. i settle my head into the crook of his neck, my leg hiking over his hips and my arm clinging to him as he hugs me close.

i yawn and my eyes struggle to stay open as he begins to tell me about his game and it doesn’t take long for his words to get slower and his spiel to be interrupted by his own yawns. a soft smile spreads on my lips as my eyes flutter closed, finally drifting to sleep to the sound of his tired voice.

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[jayujus]

JOAH (I LIKE YOU) - CHAPTER 17

— 17 : new best fran

written ~ 0.4k + smau

y/n and wonyoung were on their way to their school's campus for the dance event. it was a bit awkward since the two never spoke in person before, but wonyoung tried her best to keep a conversation the whole time.

"are you sure they'll be okay with modeling for me?" y/n nods, feeling a sense of nervousness in wonyoung's voice. "i think you'll be fine. a few of them have experience in modeling..." she smiles at y/n's reassurance. "thank you, y/n."

"of course!"

once they'd arrived, riki had immediately taken notice of the two girls, surprised that she was here with someone new. the girls looked around in hoping to spot someone they knew, but riki was already making their way to them.

"hi,"

"hi," the girls say in unison. "uhh so what do you need me to get started on?" y/n asks, feeling extremely awkward with riki's presence.

it didn't make much sense to her as to why he would talk to her out of the blue and ask for her help when he passed every opportunity he had before.

"umm can you help me and taki with the lights? if it's not too hard,"

"that's fine. can wonyoung help too?" riki hums.

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wonyoung finishes her job, excusing herself to go to the bathroom, leaving y/n with riki and taki.

y/n smiles at wonyoung and goes back to setting up the lights. riki stops and looks at her, seeing her focused on finishing up, he's unsure of whether he should say something.

taki cringes at riki, quickly finishing up and leaving to go help jongseob and soul.

riki bites his lip, sending a glare at taki's way for leaving them alone before finishing up himself.

"i'm done.. is there anything else for me to do?" riki looks around, "umm i'm not sure. i think everything else is already being taken care of. the lights were the main thing." she nods, "are you leaving now?"

"i can't, wonyoung needs to scout people for her magazine. that's why i invited her to come."

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it was about 7pm, wonyoung and y/n were sitting on the bleachers, listening to the dance team talk to the audience.

"did something happen with you and riki? it's so awkward with you both..." y/n shrugs, not really sure how to answer. "i don't know,, i liked him for a while but he never liked me back... and he was awfully mean about it too so eventually i realized it's better for me to move on, but for some reason he chose to text me for help on this event."

"and you moved on?" y/n hesitates, but she hums after a few seconds. "he must've developed feelings for you because he missed your attention, then."

"that's not true."

"mhmm.... you keep telling yourself that." y/n playfully smacks wonyoung's arm. "whatever! let's talk about you... i see you got along well with jungwon today." she playfully winks, resulting in a smack by wonyoung as well.

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[girlboybug]

California Gurls

"warm, wet n’ wild, there must be something in the water."

or the one where joel hasn't been to california in god knows how long, but, one thing's for certain. he loves, california girls.

what’s playing 🎧 : california gurls by katy perry

pairing : joel miller x cali!girl reader

word count : 2k

CONTENT WARNINGS : SMUTTY HEADCANON LIST, age gap, public sex, light themes of exhibitionism, heavy petting, bikini fetish, is that a thing? it is now. unprotected sex, breeding kink, creampies, oral f!receiving, blowjobs, doggy style, riding, multiple orgasms, dacryphilia, switch coded joel and reader, joel still leans towards top/dom, edging, forced orgasms, drunk/high sex

TRIGGER WARNINGS : umm i honestly can't think of any besides sex under the influence of both alcohol and weed but neither joel and reader are sober so its all around consensual as always :) if i missed anything plz lmk!

a/n : hi baes, im sorry that ive been slacking on uploading, ive been a bit burnt out, and i recently just got a job! so i fear my uploading may become more scarce but i will try my best to not let it get too bad.

ive had this au in mind for awhile n thought a headcanon list would b perfect hehe and i might make it a full fic in the future. i have a very special fic im almost done with and then a few more requests, thank u to those patient ppl who requested it, i promise i havent forgotten abt u!!! anyways sorry this is so long kjjdsjhdjsj plz enjoy and if there is anyway i can make my writing more inclusive pleaaase let me know!

joel didn't even want to be in california, but it was on the way to where him and ellie needed to go, and it was supposed to be just them two passing through, nothing less, nothing more.

but then, and of course there's always a but, on the journey both joel and ellie stumble upon a beach.

a beach with you.

culture shock for joel, like immediately. it's almost like the virus never spread to california, specifically their beaches. girls girls girls, all clad in the skimpiest bikinis and swimwear he's seen in years - or ever actually.

ellie convinces him to stay, just for a little while, and of course, he obliges, begrudgingly. the begrudging feeling and furrow in his brows slowly melts away when he's left to unwind in the warm sand, wandering eyes traveling across the beach's very underdressed inhabitants.

he lets ellie play in the water, he's more than content enjoying the view surrounding him in the sand.

you’re quick to notice the newcomers, instantly excited upon meeting new people

you make it real difficult for joel to maintain eye contact while he talks to you, he feels like he needs to physically hold his eyes in place so they don't drift down to the way your tits spill out your bikini top

he can smell the salty water, the semi sweet and unforgettable scent of sunscreen and a hint of coconut on you, and it's honestly mind numbing

and when ellie begs to stay in california for a bit longer than they planned, he surprises both himself and ellie when he jumps to say yes.

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

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you make joel never wanna leave california. when it's dark out, with the beach left empty and void of half naked and sunburnt people, it becomes a space for just you and joel.

he loves fucking you right on the sand, loves setting up your bright pink beach towel across the sandy floors just to push your face down onto it, smushing your cheek until your pretty lips pucker and sob his name when he bullies the fat head of his cock into your fluttering hole.

it was so easy getting joel to crack and fuck you, it didn't take much convincing, if anything, it took more convincing on his part to not bend you over upon immediate introductions. but when he finally lets himself have you, it's all he ever wants to do

it was a massive shock that he could keep up with your stamina, he's like what, 56? and you're a 20 something year old full of life and energy and yet he was giving you a run for your money, almost making you tap out when he forces a third orgasm of the night out of you

he loves to drag his tongue across your skin, loves to sink his teeth into the junction of your neck and shoulder when he fucks you from the back, he loves tasting the remnants of the ocean that lingers on your skin

loves to sneak off with you behind the lifeguard tower, and he loves hearing you plead with him to give you some attention.

he loves to make you beg for it. he loves pushing those tiny bikini bottoms that cover not enough, just to lap and lap and lap, at your soaked cunt.

loves to eat it til you cry, he doesn't stop until you have to push him off. he loves it when he gets to flip you on your tummy, he pulls your hips up and buries his face in your pussy, licking you up until your legs shake and can barely keep you upright, but it's okay, he's always there to keep you in place.

you enjoy feeding his ego when you tell him he's the best you've ever had, which isn't a lie

but the way he forces your knees near your ears when you whine about how his cock is the best, and the way he plunges in so deep you can feel him kiss your cervix, makes you feel like you'd say anything else he wanted to hear to get him to keep fucking you like that

sometimes he just can't keep his hands off you, so he'll pull you away to the secluded part of the beach, and make you ride him

oh you love riding him. you like feeling the slight shift in dominance that occurs when you get on top. you love pushing his chest down, letting his back connect to the sand, tons of little grains getting lost in his hair when you keep him down like that, fucking him the way you like, using his fat cock like your personal toy. 

you don’t care about how sensitive he is, you make him take your tight cunt, he's the one that wanted this, so it's only fair he finishes what he started after all.

it's your turn to only get more turned on when you see his pretty brown eyes line with tears when you're fucking him through his second orgasm back to back.

you're insatiable when you're like this, drunk on his cock, and drunk on the power trip of being in control. you’re unable to stop your hips from rocking down onto his, guiding his fingers to your needy clit.

you lower yourself down to his chest, kissing his freckled shoulders, teeth grazing over his collarbones when he's whimpering in your hair, feeling too much everywhere but he doesn't tell you to stop, he takes everything you give him

loves pulling you into his chest when you've ticked him off, he keeps your back to his front, he spreads your legs and keeps them open with his ankle hooking around your's.

his strong bicep, that you love, keeps you in a loose chokehold, his free hand teasing your soaked cunt, bringing you to the edge of release just to rip it away from you. he loves kissing your sunkissed skin, feeling the warmth from being in the sun all day while he whispers for you to, shut the fuck up and behave.

his fingers circle around your clit, switching between that and burying his thick digits in your aching hole, scoffing when you sigh and whimper in relief when he pushes his middle finger in

doesn't let you finish despite your pleas and cries

he's so mean when he's mad at you. :(

he takes your bikini bottoms, pocketing them away and tossing you his flannel if you're gonna complain that much about being bare even though you're practically naked 99% of the time.

you immediately go home, throw his flannel over a pillow and hump it, trying your best to focus on the scent that wafts from his flannel, and lingers on your skin, pretending the friction you felt was from his fingers

you love getting back at joel, like when you're sitting at the tiki bar, and he's trying his best to converse with your friends

you'll snake yourself in his arms, hopping onto his lap while he sits in the barstool, accidentally letting your wet bikini bottoms soak his drying swim trunks

you also unintentionally squirm around in his lap, 'not realizing' you're grinding your ass right on his hardening cock, looking up at him in faux concern when he starts stuttering and stammering mid-convo

he grips your hips, his fingers digging into your warm skin, silently warning you

you don't heed his warnings, naturally, and instead hop off his lap, announcing to the group that you've decided to go for another session in the water, leaving him to awkwardly swivel his barstool away as to not flash his aching erection beneath his swim trunks to all your friends.

of course joel always gets the last word, he's pulling you away from the water, tugging you along with him by the rocks near the shore the furthest from everyone

little girl is gonna learn today, he mutters to himself, and you have to hide your squeals of excitement, knowing he's gonna fuck you stupid

and that he does, he makes you work for your orgasm, and that’s only if he feels nice enough in the moment 

he has you on your knees in front of him while he leans his back against the sturdy surface of a large rock, his hand resting behind your head while he grunts for you to take every inch of him down your throat 

s’what girls like you are good for, i’nt that right baby? 

your cunt flutters at his words, he always makes you tingly from just speaking 

when he’s about to cum he can never decide which is better, seeing your pretty face covered in his seed or watching you swallow it down without a single flinch 

before you, joel hadn’t done anything like this in like, 20+ years, so when you think you’re done, you’re not. 

his cock stays hard sometimes, and he’s more than willing to use you over and over until he’s satisfied, not that you complain, you’re always so pliable and compliant for him. 

he sits you up, pulls you into his lap and makes you put it in, loves watching his fat cock disappear into your greedy cunt, sucking him in and wrapping around him like a tight glove. 

holds your hips down and keeps you in place while he fucks up in to you, tugs your bikini top down and sucks on your chest, tongue messily dragging all along your salty skin, teasing your sensitive nipples with his teeth 

sometimes he’ll play nice, he’ll rub your sweet little clit, cooing and kissing at your neck and cheek when you collapse in his chest, rutting on his cock while he fucks you through your all consuming orgasm. 

buries his face in your neck to breathe in your scent when he’s close, whispers to you if you’ll let him cum inside, and you always say yes 

grunts a few utterances of your name when he cums in you, he slowly fucks his cum inside you, the wet sound from your grinding bodies turns him on more than he can even describe, addicted to how it feels and how it sounds 

loves to slowly pull out, and watch his cum leak from your hole, loves knowing he’s the first and only one, who gets to do that to you. 

and when he’s at your small place, with ellie being at a girl her age’s place for the night, he unwinds in your bed with you, passing a blunt back and forth

you give him sips from whatever fruity alcoholic drink you’ve concocted that night, giggling mid kiss when you taste the mixture of a mango pineapple drink and weed on his tongue 

and he always gets the munchies on nights like this, but not for food

loves devouring your pussy when he’s high, he’ll make his way on top of you, eyes ablaze, mouth parted with low breaths, eyeing you down like you’re his prey 

you try to tease him by closing your legs, but that’s fine, he can work with that

he grabs your ankles, taking them in one big hand, pulling you down towards him before he lifts your legs up by your ankles, smirking to himself when he pushes your panties to the side and dives in tongue first 

he can eat you out for hours, he’s just so hungry, and he can’t get enough of you

and when you’re shaking, trembling, struggling to breathe, he loves watching the violent jerk your body makes when he pushes his cock inside your messy and soaked hole, loves holding you down while you shake beneath him from your burning orgasms you just had back to back 

fucks you nice and slow, wants you to feel every single inch, and every single vein inside of you, wants you to know who’s fucking you this good

and when he can’t hold off on leaving california any longer, he tries to convince you to come with him. and in the time that the pair has stayed in california, ellie has grown to like you, and naturally joins him in his pleas, begging you to come along with them. 

and as much as you want to go along with them, you can't get yourself to leave. california’s your home, and it could be their’s too, you try to tell them, but you both know where the other belongs. 

when he leaves, he kisses you hard enough that you pray it bruises into your lips for the rest of your life. 

you make him promise to try and come by at least every summer, and with a wide smile, he says he can do that. 

[ladey]

The trolley problem. ☕️

Wednesday Addams x Reader

Summary: You hope to get a “goodnight” from Wednesday, but it ends with an attempt at entertaining one another.

Warnings: Mentions of death, trains (if ur afraid of those??), lmk if i’m missing any more.

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Y/N sits up from sitting on Wednesday's bed, stretching her limbs as Wednesday's typewriter clacks through the dorm. She lets out a yawn before saying,

"I'm going to sleep, goodnight."

"I don't care."

Y/N momentarily pauses then quickly recollects herself.

"Oh? Okay then, if you say so..." But Wednesday is still typing, not sparing a glance.

"And I do say so."

Y/N looks down at her hands, picking at the skin around her nails. She looks back up through her lashes and asks shyly,

"Okay... can I get a "goodnight" too?"

"Goodnight."

Y/N has to stop herself from gasping out loud. She gaps as her eyes nearly pop out of their sockets. There's no way she said that.

"...Omg you actually said it."

"Does that amuse you?" Wednesday finally turns her head to look at the girl standing to her right, who's been keeping her distance since she got up. A part of her wants to reach out and grasp her soft hand but she very quickly shoots that thought down and keeps her hands resting on the edge of the desk. But now Y/N has her eyebrows raised in what's looks to be surprise.

"It shocks me. I wasn't expecting you to wish me goodnight."

"Do you feel special?" Wednesday tilts her head down to look at her through her lashes. Y/N feels slightly confused by her question but answers nonetheless. But not before asking a question.

"Umm, should I?"

"You expected shock. Is that not akin to feeling special?"

"That would depend on context. But in this case, I guess I do a little bit."

"You are so easily manipulated."

This statement makes Y/N's stomach drop slightly.

"Huh?"

The ravenett pulls back from her desk a couple inches and rests her hands in her lap, looking at the other girl intently.

"If you expect to feel special, and I know that about you, then I can manipulate you into feeling what I want you to feel."

Y/N crosses her arms over her chest. She feels slightly attacked.

"Well I don't expect to feel special. So that won't happen. Take the L." She leans forward and tilts her head, almost in a challenging manner. But the ravenette always has something to say.

"You just said you felt special. Are you lying now?" Wednesday's gaze is almost piercing. Y/N wears a perplexed look.

"No?"

Wednesday's jaw clenches as she exhales through her nose.

"I'm getting annoyed. Say something interesting."

Y/N pauses on the spot. Suddenly she's looking everywhere but at the girl sitting in front of her.

"Uhhh... I can't think of anything you're putting me under too much pressure right now.."

"Then think of something later and get back to me. I'll be waiting." Wednesday releases her stare and rolls her chair closer to her desk.

"Okay..." Y/N quickly puts her shoes on and leaves the dorm, half hoping to see Enid on her way so she'll have some sort of excuse not to go back. Alas, she was sleeping over at Yoko's for the weekend.

Wednesday however sits and stares forward, unblinking, waiting for the other girl's return. Y/N paces her dorm room for 10 minutes in an attempt to think of something that will blow Wednesday's mind. She comes up blank. She thinks to herself that maybe she can just bombard her with a bunch of cat facts until she turns her brain into mush.

...

..

.

"I'm back and I got something!"

"What have you got?" Wednesday's gaze is still unblinking, cold and calculating. Y/N smiles nervously.

"Did you know that cats have nine lives?"

Wednesday doesn't believe this. She feels foolish to think the other girl could come up with something actually interesting and worth her while. But, she decides to see if this can actually go anywhere.

"That sounds ridiculous, but I also believe that nothing is impossible. Go on..."

That seemed to spur Y/N on, so she continues.

"Nobody knows if it's true or not. But they do have a lot of fat on their stomach that allows them to be able to jump from very high levels, so they won't end up killing themselves."

"Fascinating. Do you have any more to tell me?"

"...No."

Wednesday turns away, seemingly to go back to her typewriter.

"Shame. I expected more from you. And I don't do 'second chances'. If you fail to entertain me, you are worthless to me."

"I'd like to see you try to entertain me." Y/N challenges. The ravenette looks up, rolls her chair back, and turns so she's completely facing Y/N who's sitting on the edge of her bed.

"Have you ever heard of the trolley problem?"

"No. What is it?"

"There are many variations. The classic, though, has to do with a runaway trolley. A trolley is headed towards five people. There are no brakes and no way to stop the trolley before it hits those five people. You are, however, on a bridge overlooking the trolley track. You can pull a lever and divert the trolley onto a second track, where it will kill just one person. Do you pull the lever?"

Y/N takes a moment to process everything she was just told. She thinks, furrows her brows, and tilts her head to the side.

"...A trolley as in a cart that you'll find in a grocery store? I can't imagine one would be able to kill someone."

Wednesday stares, an odd look shines quickly across her eyes.

"Trolley. Like a train. A locomotive. A machine weighing tons and speeding down a track. Not a shopping cart."

Y/N gasps.

"Oh! Hahah, my bad... well are these five people not able to move out of the way? Surely they would've seen it coming from farther away right?"

"The scenario states that there is no way for them to dodge the trolley. All five are bound to the track, and all five will die if you do nothing.. Pull the lever?"

"Are these five people bad people?"

"The scenario states they are innocent bystanders. No criminals, no murderers, no rapists. Just five innocent people. Pull the lever?"

"...What about the other person what would die if iI pulled it? Are they bad?"

"The one person on the other track is also innocent. Also not bad. Just an innocent person.. Pull the lever?"

"Are they bound to the tracks as well?"

"They are in some sort of situation where they can't free themselves from their proximity to the tracks, yes. Do you pull the lever?"

Y/N rests her elbows on her knees and sighs into her hands, visibly getting a bit stressed.

"Oh Wednesday this is awful."

Wednesday stares blankly.

"Are you going to pull the lever?"

Y/N sits in silences for a minute, seemingly contemplating her choices.

"Well if I don't pull the lever then that means more people dead which means population control... but if I do pull the lever, that one person could've found the cure to cancer..."

The ravenette continues staring.

"Pull. The. Lever."

"Okay I'll pull it."

Wednesday stares expressionless. She takes a deep breath.

"Why did you pick that option?"

"Because that means less innocent lives are taken. Also because you told me to."

"If I told you to jump off a bridge, would you do that too?"

"No."

"Why not? If I tell you to do something and you do it without hesitation, why not this? Why this, but not that?"

"Oh my goodness... because I don't want to die that's why!" Y/N flails her arms around.

"And yet you were willing to sacrifice the life of another without hesitation..."

The girl sitting on her bed sighs.

"What choice did I have?! I'd rather save more lives than less."

Wednesday narrows her eyes.

"You'd rather save the lives of five complete strangers than one. You'd rather end one completely innocent man's life than five. Why not sacrifice one of the five? If the situation were reversed, do you think they would've pulled the lever?"

"What do you mean "why not sacrifice one of the five"? Wouldn't all five of them die?"

Wednesday huffs.

"Let me get this straight. You believe that you're a good person. When presented with the trolley problem, you willingly sacrifice one completely innocent man in order to save the lives of five completely innocent people. And this makes you feel like a good person. Yes?"

"Not really. But it made me feel better than I would've felt if I had killed five people."

"Why, though, do you place more value on five people than one? Why does five lives outweigh a single life in your mind?"

Y/N leans back on her hands to fully look at the ravenette in front of her.

"What would you have done in the situation Wednesday?"

Wednesday's piercing stern gaze softens just slightly and she turns her head back to her typewriter.

"I would not have pulled the lever. It would not have been my place to decide who lived and who died. This is, of course, hypothetical, since I do not believe the trolley problem is real. It is just a thought experiment designed to show an aspect of a person's moral character."

Y/N blinks a couple of times before responding.

"This was supposed to be your entertainment for me?"

There is no sound except for the ticking of a clock. Wednesday's expressionless as she slowly turns her head and stares.

"Yes. This was supposed to be your entertainment."

There's silence again. Y/N silently gulps.

"....I think I deserve a hot cup of cocoa before bed, now."

Wednesday just starts organizing things on her desk.

"Go. Make yourself some cocoa."

"Okay. Goodnight Wednesday."

When Y/N gets to the door and starts to leave, the other girl's voice stops her.

"One more thing.."

"Yes?" Y/N turns her head to look at the ravenette. She slowly stands up and walks towards her, stopping about a foot from her.

"Do not mention this conversation to anyone."

Y/N stares confused.

"Um, okay. Why?"

"Because I said so. Do you understand me?"

"Mhm." She nods.

"Now go. Make your hot cocoa."

"Yes ma'am. I mean, yeah. Okay, bye-bye."

Wednesday watches the girl leave leave. Y/N can practically feel her eyes on her back even after the door closes behind her. She’s not sure if she should be freaked out or not, and if she’s being a little honest to herself then she is a tiny bit. But there’s also a part of her that feels like it has a magnet that’s attracted to the ravenette, pulling and pulling until she gives in. She can’t help herself.

She’s looking forward to more random discussions with Wednesday. Hopefully next time with hot cocoa at hand.

[milkywaygalaxygurl]

Training Wheels - Coriolanus Snow

Hello everyone! First fic I'm posting in years and it's about the.. lovely? Coriolanus Snow! He will be very OOC in this fic because I struggle with writing dark characters so I apologize for that lol but I hope you guys enjoy!

Pairing: OOC!Coriolanus Snow x Female!Reader

Warnings: slight angst?, Coriolanus Snow (yes he deserves a warning even tho he’s nice in this fic lol), everything in BOSAS didn’t happen (sorry not sorry lol), slight hinting towards reader’s mother being mean?, reader gets hurt in a flashback, umm if i missed anything lmk!

Word Count: 1.4k

Inspired by Training Wheels by Melanie Martinez! Reader and Coriolanus have been friends since they were young and have had a “Will they/Won't they?” relationship since they were young teenagers. Everyone knows they’re madly in love with each other and at times it seems they know it too, but nothing ever comes of it. They’ve gone on dates and shared kisses, but have never gone further than that. Reader is tired of the dynamic they’ve built, but Coriolanus wants to continue doing what they’ve been doing for years.

I explode, I explode

Askin' you where you want us to go

This wasn’t the first time you had gotten frustrated with Coriolanus about your relationship, or lack thereof, after he had kissed you. When whatever this was had started you kept your mouth clamped shut about your frustrations, but now that it had been going on for years you couldn’t keep yourself from getting upset with your best friend.

“Where exactly do you plan on this going, Coryo? You kiss me and take me on dates sometimes, but other times I’m just your best friend! We’ve been doing this since we were fifteen!” You are seated on his bed while he paces the room, running his hands through his hair in a frustrated manner. He had very quickly pulled himself away from you the second you had decided to bring up the subject he seems to hate.

“I don’t know, (Y/N). Can’t you just be happy with this?” Coriolanus looks up at you as you scoff, shaking your head.

It's not like I'm askin' to be your wife

I wanna make you mine, but that's hard to say

Is this comin' off in a cheesy way?

“I was fine with it when I was fifteen because at least you were giving me something, but we’re eighteen now! I should be building a relationship with someone, but instead I’m stuck doing this back and forth with you!” You try not to sound harsh, to sound mean, but everything about this whole situation was frustrating you. Coriolanus stays silent, but he stops pacing to stare down at his feet.

“I’m not asking you to marry me, Coryo! I just want to know what you want to do, we can’t keep wasting each other’s time doing this!” You gesture between you two wildly, your hand dropping when he looks up at you. He opens his mouth to speak, but closes it again before a sound comes out.

“I just.. I just want to be yours, Coriolanus. Is that too much to ask? I know this is cheesy and cliche, but..” You trail off, trying to find the words to perfectly describe how you feel. This was the first time you had ever stated that you want to be his, you had always managed to tiptoe around the statement despite making it obvious what you wanted whenever you spoke your frustrations.

I love everything you do

When you call me fuckin' dumb for the stupid shit I do

“I’ve been in love with you since I was fourteen. I think it was longer, but I didn’t realize it until you yelled at me that one time for being stupid and getting myself hurt.” You chuckle, looking down at your hands in your lap.

Nobody had expected you to actually do it when Arachne dared you, but you were young and desperate to prove yourself to your peers. Normally Coriolanus would have been there and put an end to the situation immediately, but he had been caught up talking to a teacher today. As a result, you found yourself climbing up one of the pillars of The Academy building. You were actually doing good, you had managed to find a way to pull yourself up the round pillar and made it about halfway up before you heard Coriolanus’ voice.

“What are you doing, (Y/N)?!” He called up to you, his tone worried and frustrated. It made you jump and lose your grip on the pillar, sending you flying towards the ground. Everyone laughs when you smack the ground, but Coriolanus jumps forward to help you while telling the others to make themselves scarce. Your satchel had cushioned the fall, but that didn’t make it hurt any less. You thankfully had landed in a way that you didn’t hit your head, but your tailbone took the brunt of the landing. Coriolanus knew it hurt from the way tears slid down your cheeks, he hadn’t seen you cry from getting hurt since you guys were eight years old.

“What were you thinking, (Y/N)?! How dumb can you be?!” Coriolanus voice was harsh, but his hands were gentle as he checked your legs and hands for scrapes. When he was sure you didn’t have any life threatening injuries, he sighed in relief and carefully pulled you into his lap.

“It hurts so bad!” You sob, latching on to Coriolanus. He shushes you, rubbing your back and rocking you as if you were a child. He had learned to comfort you when you guys were young, doing his best to emulate the way his mother had comforted him when she was still alive. He had witnessed the way your mother pushed you away every single time you sought comfort and decided he’d do his best to be there whenever you needed it.

“I realized that nobody had ever cared about me like that, you were the only person in my life to immediately come to me when I was hurt. Even when you called me dumb, you were still gentle with me and made sure I was alright. After that, I began to fall in love with all the things you did.” You smile at Coriolanus, looking up from your hands so you could see his face. His expression had softened, his lips upturned in a small smile. He’s quiet for a moment before he speaks softly, moving to sit next to you on the bed.

“I think that was the moment I realized I loved you way more than a friend should.” Your breath catches in your throat at his words, it feels as if your whole body just malfunctioned if you’re being completely honest. He reaches for your hand and you quickly return the favor, entwining your fingers.

“I wanted to keep doing what we’ve been doing because I’m scared if we make it official, there might come a day where it ends and I lose you. I wouldn’t know what to do without you, you’re the only person besides Tigris and Grandma’am who I’ve let know the real me.” His other hand comes up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear, his eyes flitting across your features. You smile softly at him, taking your hand out of his to cup his face.

“You could never lose me, Coryo. I love you too much to not be in your life, even if we do make it official and it happens to end I could never just stop being apart of your life. Which, by the way, I very much doubt we would break up because we’ve loved each other for this long without any problems.” You giggle and Coriolanus chuckles, shaking his head. You run your thumbs across his cheeks, trying to convey all the love you can into that simple gesture. He reaches up to hold one of your wrists, rubbing the back of your hand softly as he closes his eyes to bask in the moment.

After a moment, he takes your hands from his face and holds them tightly in his own. “I’m sorry I’ve made you wait so long for this, but at least I’m asking now.” You both laugh and tears spring to your eyes from excitement. You felt silly crying over this, but you’d always been one to cry whenever you were happy.

“Will you be my girlfriend, (Y/N)?” Coriolanus barely gets the words out before you’re tackling him in a tight hug, causing him to fall back on his bed. You both shake with laughter and Coriolanus wraps his arms around you, kissing the side of your head.

“I take that as a yes?” He chuckles and you pull back, smiling brightly. Coriolanus takes a moment to study your features, a lovesick look in his eyes and a small blush adorning his cheeks. The look on your face mirrors his, your lips split into a wide smile and your eyes so full of love.

“I would love to be your girlfriend, Coryo.” Just as you finish speaking he’s pulling you down into a kiss. The kiss is different than any other kiss you’ve ever shared, all the unspoken love and affection built up over the years spilling into it.

“Finally, you two! I thought I was going to be Grandma’am’s age by the time you two confessed!” Tigris’ voice from the doorway causes you two to separate, all three of you falling into a fit of giggles.

[n3tworksucks]

QUACKITY AND READER HELPING QUACKITY THROUGH A TOUGHT TIME? 🔒

HEYYY SORRY IF ITS BAD

word count;656

warnings; angst, umm idk lmk if i missed any

-school can suck.

-especially law school.

-and alex was smart, you would tell him all the time and tell him how proud you were

-and he somewhat knew he was smart too

-but sometimes the thought of him not being smart or good enough would get to him, and would effect him enough to where he'll just kina stop what he's doing, asking himself what he's doing.

-he doesn't want you to know if he's upset about school either.

-but knowing him long enough and being with him whilst he studys most of the time, you'd get an idea of when he was feeling this way about himself(and he's not very good at hiding it so well but shh) 

-when he's staring to feel this way or when hes stressed, he'd work a lot slower mentally and physically, he'd go quieter than usual and his inhales would stutter

-so when you'd notice you didn't really know if you should give him space or give him love.

-but you decided to give him love.

- you were on the foot of your shared bed and he was sitting on his side of the bed on his laptop

-youd hear slow typing and a shaky inhale

-so that's when you knew something was wrong

- you look over to your boyfriend and he looks tired, it stung a little to see him like this

- you had thought of giving him space but it didn't look like it

-so you crawl your way next to him

-but when he saw you moving towards him he had quickly tried to fix himself up and take a deep breath

- when you made it next to him comfortably you told him hey

- he said hi back

- you then asked if he was ok. he only nodded

- you look on his screen to see what he was writing and you see a lot of blue lines under some of the words meaning autocorrect corrected some words you knew he could spell, even though he was typing slow.

- you think he needs a break

- so you wrap your arm around his arm then use your other hand to move his computer out of his lap

- you put your head on his shoulder and slowly rests his head on top of yours

- then you grab his hand, playing with his fingers for a few minutes 

- then he sighs and closes his eyes

-" you know you can talk to me right" you say more of a statement than a question

-"i know" he says

-"you wanna tell me whats wrong?" this time you say more of a question than a statement

-you never wanted to pressure him into opening up because it can be uncomfortable if he's not ready. and we don't want that

-but you always try to make sure he knows that he can talk to you

-"its just school" he says " its been kinda hard and I can't focus" he said with a sleepy voice,  and you can hear it

- "do you wanna just stop for the night?" you ask and he goes silent, almost like he's thinking. 

-"come on" you say making sure his work is saved on his computer before turning it off and putting it to charge

-he doesn't even try to get it back. he's just too tired

-you come back and see Alex already under the covers waiting for you

-you gladly join him in the bed, getting under the covers holding each other with his head buried in your chest and your fingers in his hair

-not long after. you hear light snoring

- you smile to yourself, thinking about how smart your boyfriend really is and how proud of him you are

- but before you could fully drift off to sleep, you heard a little mumble coming from alex.

-"i love you"

[spicymaruchancontajin]

Tom kaulitz x reader

ok I’m finally being able to work on this sorry it took me so long it was my birthday and I was busy 😭

p.s i put in that you have glossy red lipstick it important for the story sorry it can be anything shade of red 👍

update: i fixed some stuff lmk if I’m missing anything

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It was right after your concert and you had to go to a fancy party right after but fans crowded you as you went to say hi. You got ready as fast as you could as the cosmetics lady’s doll you up. You put on a (color) dress and shiny (color) high heels. You and your band where so late you practically ran to the party. “Jesus Christ there was so many people”

You sighed exhaustedly. Your band was in a limo driving to the party bacicly speeding to get there in time. “I liked it but everyone was so pushy “can I get your number” “ Leave your girlfriend for me”” Rein mocked his fans as the rest of the band laughed. “Oh god lets just hope they don’t follow us”. You finally arrive as cameras flashing as your car pulled up to the stairs. You and your band are practically blinded by the light as you pretend like you where just in a rush. People yelled at you for interviews or to look at their camera the only thing you could think is how ANOYING. Finally your inside your eyes getting their break from being blinded by a dozen cameras in your face. People chatting and drinking or sitting around how boring but you had to be there. You leave your band and go get a drink and something small to eat. Just as you grab the drink something or someone catches your eye. He was wearing baggy jeans and a overly sized t shirt. What the fuck how unfair you could be wearing some like that I mean everyone else was dressed for the occasion what the hell happened to him. You didn’t mind it that much and just left for the snack table. “I like these ones better” his thick accent hits your ears as you had reached for something. You look over your eyes scanning him, it was the same guy with oversized jeans and t-shirt. He grabbed the small snack eating it as he checked you out. “ mmm” you hummed as you reached over grabbing the food and popping it into your mouth with out a thought. “ Dam these are good” “I told you” you continue to eat with him fighting over who gets more. He had gotten the last one and threw it into his mouth. “Whatever” you say with a smile as he just smirks chewing. “So what do you do anyway” his voice drowning out everything else “well I’m [singer, drummer, etc] in [band name]” he nodded in acknowledgement “what about you” “I’m a guitarists in Tokio hotel” “Oooo you big?” “in both ways yeah” his was voice smug and confident. You did get it a first but eventually resized what he said. “*gasp*ohh not like that” you looked at him as he laughed his eyes going to the floor. “What about you?” He chuckled “umm we are big but not super big you know” “oh ok” there was a bit of nervous silence between you after that question. “You from around here?” “No I’m from Germany you” “Oooo cuteee I’m from [where your from]” “ahh how nice” “yeah” you look around the room a see your band members calling you over frantically as if to meet some on “oh shit I gota go” “oh… how about I get your number?” “Oh yeah hold on” you grab a pen and napkin from the table and write your number and your name but before you give it to him you kiss the napkin leaving a glossy red lip print. You hand it over and wink before rushing over to your members smiling. You didn’t even know if he was into you like that but why not take the chance. He had put it in his wallet anyway taking out veras other numbers and leave them stranded on table just to have yours only plus you got to meet lady Gaga.

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help free me from school guys 😭 I have been so busy I’m so sorry this took so long I’ll try not to take long next time 😭

anyway hope you like it and tell me if there is any errors or anything like that and I finally figured out how to do the keep reading thing 😍

Maru out 💋

[finn0cchio]

omg 150 followers?? thank you so much!!! so sorry for the lack of content but again, not doing great. Im slowly drawing stuff again, but meh, don't feel like coming back for now. Thank you so much again. i miss interacting with my moots/the usual ppl that like my posts. Know that i think about you all the time [sob] 💔

umm yea. Lmk if you want to do something like a dtiys or something.... idk....

[ceviteen]

Between you and I (Lee Heeseung) PART ONE

partner: Heeseung x reader.

genre: classmate to lovers!au, fluff

warnings: pet names, hugs and kisses, reader has vagina and breasts, and things that have to do with fluff (I have no more ideas lmao). lmk if I missed something!!.

Authors Note (A/N): English is not my first language, sorry for being so much time inactive I just have problems writing. I hope you enjoy this!! ❤️ (I think this is my last ENHYPEN fic for now).

Word count: 1275.

"Y/N, until you finally arrived!? Everything it’s okay?" 

It’s 8:30 am, and the class started at 7:45.  you always get 10 minutes early every class, what is happening? "Uh y-es, yes umm don’t worry" you whisper to your only and best friend infront of you, Yujin. The most beautiful girl in your classroom, everyone — literally — likes her but for a blablabla reason they don’t talk to her because of you. What’s the problem with you? No one knows.

"Open your books to pa-"

 A knock from the door is heard "Let me in pleeeaseee". A handsome and tall guy entered to the classroom with a pill of books in his arms "Oh, yes yes yes guys I forgot to tell you guys, this is our new classmate… Lee Heeseung." He nods like it’s the most uncomfortable moment in the planet earth. Closing the door, he looks at the teacher with a —why you forget about me, the new student ?— face. He rapidly looks for his sit. He sits behind you, the bad thing is that you cover him since you are a little taller than him. Nothing bad.

——-

After 45 minutes of hearing a stupid teacher talking about the European countries and blah blah blah not interesting things. The bell rangs with a loud ranggg!. You where in the lockers, taking your books for the next class when you feel a big hand in your shoulder.

"Excuse me, do you know what are the next class books?". You turned your head, he was looking you with the most innocent face you have ever seen. You nodded and get the books of your arm to show him "These are the books" "Thank you, and what is your name?" you get the books in your arms as you heard what he said "Oh, my name? my name is Y/N." You make your eyes bigger when you see that his hand grab yours with agreement "Beautiful name, poetic" he said as your hand shake with his,trying to hold your laugh "you are funny, do you know that?" and you let go of his hand slowly "No one said me that. Thank you, Miss Y/N." then he left and class started.

I’m the middle of the class a little inconvenient happened. Your friend Yujin left the class, she doesn’t said the reason. She just left without saying anything. After yujin left, you receive a paper note from behind "It’s she your friend?". You assumed that it was someone of the bullies one but then you receive another "It’s heeseung :)". Okay so, you were in class answering a shit of paper that was written by the classmate behind you instead of taking notes of the class? yes. you take your light green pencil as you turned the paper to the back "yes, she’s my friend, why?" you finish your write, make the paper a little circle and looking for his hands so you can give him the paper in his hands. "Thank you."

It passed 2 hours since classes finished.  You’re eating a chocolate chip cookie waiting for your friend to "pick you up"to get home. You where in the lockers near the entrance of the school. suddenly, you get a call from your friend. 

— Hey I can’t pick you up, I get sick, so sorry for not saying you before. The director call me at the middle of the class I dont know why.

Dont worry, I’ll go walking.

— Take a bus, it’s not healthy getting home in this cold. 

Well I’ll resolve myself, hope you get better. 

Stressfull, yes.. stressfull. Now.. how are you going to get to your apartment? If you go waking it’s like 3 hours walking, and in this days of cold is extremely difficult to get by walking so long time.

"Hey, why are you here at this hours of the night?". You look behind and it was him (again), Lee Heeseung. The new student that doesn’t know that all the class hates her, the new student who doesn’t know that she is going to get home by 3 hours walking. "Are you okay, do you need help?" as he took one,and then two, and then three steps forward you, your head has analyzing what was happening right now.

"Umm what?." "Your friend can’t get you home, huh?" "Okay, what are you doinghere in this hours of the night first of all." Okay okay so, you where in confusion about why or how Heeseung knew that. your head repeated that words.

why or how,why or how…

"I was packing my books and I heard your call from where I was." You look at him seriously trying not to get embarrassed. "Don’t worry, I can get by wal-" "I can get you to your house if you want". Your mind exploded, it’s the first time that someone that is not your friend tells you that he wants to take you home.

 "No, you don’t need to do it" you reject his offer "Come on, you can’t be in the streets at these hours, and alone." You analyze.. it’s true what he’s saying, you can’t go in these hours of the night alone.

———-

Its 6:55pm, sitting in the back seats of Heeseung’s car. the silence abounds the car peacefully, you with your headphones looking at the rain falling in the sky, everything was perfect. but not for much longer.

 "and.. what about you? how was your day?" you feel that you heard a voice, so you get your headphones off. "I’ts always stressfull, there’s a lot of things to do. How about you?" "I just entered here and seems to look good. Oh and your classmates talk me about something about you." Okay, let’s go back to that moment.

Heeseung and about 4 more students (the bully ones) where talking and babbling in the lunch time, he was sitting in around 3 tables ahead of yours. "Hey heeseung, do you see that girl with the black long hair? she’s the worst person I’ve ever met" one of them said, "and why?" Heeseung asked with curiosity "she is so unbearable and stresses if doesn’t get a good answer. I don’t know why she have friends" another of them said giggling "She doesn’t deserve it." and the bullys started to laugh like idiots that don’t have nothing to do with their lives."She knows everything, she even doesn’t let others to answer, because she is the "intelligent" of the classroom" one of them said while looking at Heeseung. “It’s that true? Or it’s only jealousy?". He’s smart enough to believe anyone "what are you talking about? why are you asking that?" one of the bullys said worried "it looks like a lie" Heeseung narrowed his eyes "are you defending Y/N? ,holy cow." one of them said "You are insane" two of them yelled at him. and all the bullies left the table, leaving Heeseung alone.

"I don’t think you are that type of person. I mean, yes you’re intelligent but not idiot and etc.." You flushed a little at his words. "Uggghh, I just hate them. They have me stressed" "don’t get stressed for them, they will bother you more." "yeah it’s true but I- I just dont wanna talk about it, okay?" your eyes watered just a little bit. You want to cry, but not infront of him. 

"It is here?" he asked as he stopped the car for a moment "before you get out, can you pass me your number.?

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THIS IS PART1!! Soon PART2!

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