#why don't [me] go eat dinner and maybe you'll calm down

[okayto]

Send good vibes, I had to be at work for a thing a couple hours earlier than I'm usually even awake and I couldn't take my meds so I'm dying of adhd-related reasons. And I need to do something productive. And we just fired (or announced the decision to not rehire, which might result in them just not showing up to work for the rest of the semester) one student and will be not-rehiring a second later which is like, 200% more not-rehires than a usual year (unless math doesn't work that way because the usual number is zero) (but I think math works that way colloquially)

[worksby-d]

𝒟𝓇𝑜𝓅 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓃𝑜𝓌

Pairing: best friend’s dad!Andy Barber x fem!Reader

Summary: Still learning what you do and don't like when it comes to your sex life with Andy.

Warnings: Age gap (Reader in her 20s), quickie, kinda rough, little bit of degrading dirty talk, choking, delayed (?) aftercare (i probably made that up lmfao you'll see though), 18+

Word count: ~1,000

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His hand covering your mouth muffles each shuddering breath you let out as your hips repeatedly hit against the edge of his porcelain countertop.

“You couldn't wait just a couple hours, could you?”

Crying out against his palm, you shake your head, praying his walls are thick enough to stifle the obscene noises–the dirty words he's growling in your ear.

“You had to get me up here to fuck you in this bathroom instead, huh?”

If he wasn't fucking you senseless, you'd make a remark about how it wasn't hard to do.

He almost choked on his beer reading the first text you sent, quickly glancing at his son, hoping he didn't notice.

It was you telling him exactly what you were planning to do with him later. He did his best to ignore you, to keep from shifting in his seat–until you followed up with some pictures you knew would do the trick when he didn't respond.

He finally snapped and told you to call him so he could lie and say it was a work call he needed to take upstairs.

He wasted no time pulling you into his bathroom to give you what you wanted.

“Look at you–”

He forces you to look at yourself in the mirror in front of you–pants pulled down around your thighs, tears welling in your eyes from trying desperately to hold back.

“Acting like a slut will get you fucked like one.”

“Andy, please,” you gasp as his hand drops to your neck. “I'm gonna–”

You can't finish your sentence before your eyes are rolling back, a harsh snap of his hips pushing you over the edge. His fingers press against the sides of your throat to keep you quiet as he cums too, letting out his own muffled moan against your shoulder.

“Good girl.” His voice is hushed, hand loosening its grip on your neck and falling to your waist so he can hold you properly for just a second.

You've barely caught your breath when you feel him pull away from you though, quickly cleaning himself up enough to get back downstairs.

“Dinner’s almost ready,” he says, patting your back as he leans toward you for a quick kiss. “You good?”

Nodding, you kiss him back, almost hesitantly, the realization that he's gonna leave you to clean up and calm down yourself slowly hitting you.

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Andy gets increasingly more worried with each minute that passes since he left you in his room. He doesn't want to bring attention to anything by checking on you though, so he and Jacob start to eat dinner without you.

“Where’s Y/N?”

He wants to kick himself for asking. Why would Jacob know?

“Uh, not sure,” he answers, looking at his phone. “When she gets doing assignments, she doesn't stop. Maybe she had a lot. I'll text her.”

Andy chuckles at that. “You can't walk up a flight of stairs and talk to her in person?”

“Don't wanna bug her,” he shrugs.

You give him an abrupt “no” when you get his text asking if you're going to eat, and you're relieved when he leaves it at that.

Back downstairs, Andy is anything but relieved though. The past half hour plays over and over in his head, each moment dissected as he tries to figure out if he did something wrong.

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Eventually hearing footsteps coming down the hall toward his bedroom, you sink further beneath the blankets you're cuddled up under.

The door opening doesn't faze you, you know it's Andy.

“What are you doing?” A look of concern floods his eyes as they fall on you curled up in his bed.

You don't know if you're trying to convince him or yourself with how quickly you answer, “Nothing.”

Your eyes stay set on your phone in your hand though.

“Okay, uh, Jacob went out…”

“Yeah, he texted me,” you shrug.

“You guys and your texting when you're in the same house,” he snorts. When he doesn't get a similar reaction from you, he knows something’s up. “What's wrong?”

“Sorry–” Your voice cracks and you finally set your phone down.

He swiftly moves to sit on the edge of the bed next to you. “For what?”

“I didn't like it,” you admit. You roll your eyes, not knowing how to even say it. “What we did in the bathroom.”

“Shit, I…” He knew it. “Did I hurt you?”

“No,” you quickly assure him. “No, it's stupid. I like when you're rough with me and I know I asked for it, but you usually, like… hold me afterward, I guess. And I like that.”

His heart breaks. You're still figuring this part of your relationship out with each other, but he feels like shit for making you feel clearly uncomfortable.

“Oh my god.” He carefully lays next to you, a burst of cold air hitting you when he lifts the blankets to get under them with you. He pulls you into his arms though, his body heat making up for it. “That's not stupid. I'm sorry. I should have noticed–”

“You didn't do anything wrong. I should have safe-worded or, or said something when I realized– But it was after the fact. I just didn't like being left alone right away.”

“Shh, shh,” he softly whispers, trying to get you to calm down, stop your over explaining. “We know now. It's okay.”

All you do is nod against his chest, but he can feel you relax a bit too.

“Gonna hold you the rest of night, okay? I'm sorry.”

“It's okay. I’m okay,” you promise, laughing a little. You hug him tighter though. “Thank you.”

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[neteyamslovrr]

congrats on 2k babes!🫶🫶🫶💖💖💖💖 if no one requested it yet, i’d like to request #7 with neteyam bc yk i’m in love with neytiri and i need her validatiooon

ADORES YOU

another drabble for 2k and its neteyam!!!! ugh love that guy (it's currently 2am but i could not sleep so 🫶)

yawntutsyìp - darling, little loved one

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neteyam was everything you could've asked for in a mate. he was loving, he was caring, he was kind. He knew you inside and out as you did him. but something that constantly ran through your mind was if you were good enough for him. more specifically if his mother thought you were.

you adored Neytiri. she was brave, she was powerful and she was protective. she was someone you truely looked up to. which is why when neteyam would ask you (beg you) to eat dinner at his home, however you were always weary.

"we've been together for a long enough time now, you shouldn't be afraid of my mother." neteyam was sitting across from you holding your hands tight in his grip.

"i'm not afraid! i've spoken with your mother before i just don't want her to think badly of me. i want to be a good mate for you." neteyam's expression softened as he let out a sigh before squeezing your hand reassuringly.

"my beautiful girl you know you are a good mate for me. you are wonderful in every aspect, and i know my mother sees that." you looked up to him giving him a loving gaze, kissing his lips softly before caressing his cheek.

"i'll go, okay?" neteyams smile lit up as he engulfed you in a tight embrace.

"thankyou yawntutsyìp, thankyou."

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you were seated around a low table that was set up with an array of food including bugs, small servings of fruit and the meat jake had caught early that week.

the atmosphere in your mates home was calm, it was like a warm hug almost, love filling the entire space.

"so neteyam says you are very good at weaving?" jake started the conversation right after slurping his food. neteyam smiled at you, motivating you to speak to the slightly intimidating Olo'eytkan in front of you.

"yes, yes! i make lots of jewellery for my friends and mother, and i tend to help make alot of the materials around here."

" can you make me a pretty necklace pleassee" tuk smiled up at you her eyelashes batting as she begged.

"tuk, you do not beg to the guests." neytiri chimed in, giving you an apologetic look.

"oh no! it's okay i'd love to make tuk one. she could have a matching one for the one i made neteyam? maybe?"

tuk excitedly jumped around before giving you a big hug. "thankyou thankyou." you smiled hugging her back before digging into your food.

neytiri smiled at the two girls bonding. and neteyam caught on giving his mother a knowing smile. neytiri looked at him, while you were still animatedly talking to tuk. and gave him a nod.

the nod was important. it was to say. she is a perfect mate, she is good to have around and neteyam was filled with joy as soon as he caught on.

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leaving neteyam's tent it was time for you to head home, so as he always did he started walking you home with his arm wrapped tightly around your waist.

"it wasn't as scary as i thought it would be" you smiled up at him, happy that the night went so well.

"my family loves you, you're going to have to come around more often."

"what about your mother? does she like me?" neteyam squeezed you a little tighter as he smiled down at you.

"my mother adores you." your face lit up, a huge smile bursting onto your face.

"she does?! oh i'm so glad." you stopped to give him a tight embrace, overwhelmed by the joy of being accepted by his mother.

"so this means you might just have to eat dinner with me every night, isn't that terrible?" you gave him a little nudge, rolling your eyes.

"i'll have to get started on tuk's necklace then if i'm coming back."

"i think you'll have to gather more supplies because she will be begging for jewellery everytime you come over." giggling you realised that you had reached where your family was situated in high camp.

neteyam leaned down to give you a soft good night kiss. "i'll see you tomorrow teyam." you gave him another kiss.

"sleep well pretty girl."

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thankyou for reading (⁠´⁠∩⁠｡⁠•⁠ ⁠ᵕ⁠ ⁠•⁠｡⁠∩⁠`⁠) reblogs super duper appreciated!!

[pacifymebby]

Can I make a request about the peaky blinders giving and receiving head.

Tommy

🌿 A man who can and will do both but

🌿 He prefers receiving

🌿 its a good way to get him calm when he's angry

🌿 "here Tommy, let me help you think..."

🌿 he likes to control you whilst you're giving him head, holding your hair to control your movements, pushing your head down onto him so that you take him deeper.

🌿 But when he gives he really knows what he's doing, and he'll use his skills as a way of controlling you too, rewarding you with orgasms for good behaviour

🌿 maybe aggressively sucking your clit, causing you pain good pain when you haven't been good.

Alfie

🐻 very good at eating cunt, you might not expect it from a man of his age, since its a pretty modern idea

🐻 but he really fucking loves it when you sit on his face, he doesn't want you to be shy about it either, he'll pull you down flush against his mouth, breath your scent in, feel your juices dribbling down his chin

🐻 likes to grab your arse and squeeze it, hold your hips and make you grind down against his tongue.

🐻 but it makes him feel really good, important, powerful, when you go down on him

🐻 will get you on your knees under his desk in his office, or when he's sitting in his arm chair focussing on work

🐻 have you rest your head on his thigh or in his crotch, stroke your hair whilst you nuzzle into him, still reading his papers

🐻 and you'll have to get good at distracting him.

Arthur

🍂 I mean, he will give you head, but he's not a modern man like his brother and he certainly won't have you sit on his face

🍂 He definitely prefers having his cock sucked

🍂 When he does go down on you he's rough about it, which you probably like... if you don't like it rough I'm not sure why you're fucking Arthur Shelby

🍂 He'll finger fuck you violently whilst licking your clit, might even bite a little bit

🍂 Definitely bites your thighs and bottom

🍂 Likes throat fucking you, pushing your head into his crotch so that your nose is buried there, fucking into you roughly, likes to hear you gag and choke on him.

🍂 Will make a mess of you when he cums

John

🌼 Similar to Arthur, when he first learns of said new trend he's cynical, what more could a woman want but his cock inside her?

🌼 but he doesn't like the idea that he isn't giving someone his best, the thought of leaving a woman unsatisfied is embarrassing to say the least

🌼 So gets good at going down on girls pretty quickly, uses his mouth and fingers, sucking your clit and curling his fingers inside you all at once

🌼 won't stop until you've cum, probably isn't going to stop at once either, will force you to go from one orgasm straight into the next to really prove himself

🌼 loves having you go down on him, any time anywhere, if he could have you sucking his cock beneath the dinner table he wouldn't care how fancy the guests were, he'd have you there

🌼 Is more gentle than his brother, will fuck your mouth but slower, drags his pleasure out. Probably isn't going to "waste" his cum letting you swallow it, will probably pull out before he cums so that he can fuck you.

Bonnie

🍀 More of a giver, likes to wake you up in the mornings slowly, kissing your neck and grinding against you softly, before trailing his hands down your body, waking you gently so that by the time he's kissing down your torso and up your thighs you're moaning softly

🍀 Is very possessive about it, will bite your thighs but only light enough that he doesn't leave marks and doesn't bruise you

🍀 Sucks your clit, grazes his teeth over it very carefully to watch how it makes you shake.

🍀 Loves to run his hands over your hips and thighs, holding you to his mouth. Again, he'll squeeze/ massage/ be possessive but he won't hurt or bruise you

🍀 Will bring you down from your first orgasm with gentle licks and kisses, he'll let you rest maybe for a minute.

🍀 Likes when you suck his cock, loves it when you lick and suck his balls, as long as you're gentle

🍀 He will give you so much praise when you're going down on him, and afterwards he'll guide you back up towards him, kiss you and tell you what a good sweet girl you are.

🍀 If he cums in your mouth it's accidental, and probably the first time you go down on him, he doesn't last that long because its such a new and mind blowing sensation. However, he's an every sperm is sacred kind of boy, he's trying to put a baby in you every time you fuck so he's doing his best to hold on and wait until he's deep inside you.

Isaiah

🐀 He can give, sure... but he'd rather recieve

🐀 makes him feel powerful when you get on your knees for him, he likes to be stood up or sitting in a chair, that makes it feel even more like you're getting on your knees For Him

🐀 Will give you instructions, "on your knees for me pretty girl" "thats it love, deeper yeah," "don't you dare spit, swallow every last fuckin drop"

🐀 If some of his cum spills out of your mouth he'll scoop it up on his fingers and make you suck them clean.

🐀 Will be more gentle when he's fucking into your mouth than maybe Arthur, but he'll fuck slower and gentle, but deeper. Really likes to push as deep as he can.

🐀 Likes to make your eyes water/ tears stream down your cheeks. "You're so pretty when you cry love"

🐀 When he gives he forces your legs right open and will instruct you "don't you dare close those legs pretty girl,"

🐀 Will plunge his fingers deep into you and watch you squirm, might degrade you a little.

Michael

☘️ I feel like he secretly likes giving? Like he won't admit it... because he's a man and he thinks the old fashioned ways are still better, like he has an idea in his head that enjoying giving head makes him weak

☘️ but something about making you make those sounds having your body start shaking, making you loose control... it makes him feel so so powerful, more powerful that when you go down on him

☘️ Likes to force you through as many orgasms as he can, until you're shaking him begging him to stop because you physically can't take it anymore... you're exhausted from the pleasure... when he finally pulls away, licks his lips and slide his cock into you

☘️ thats the best feeling, having exhausted you with his mouth and tongue, fucking you when you're an exhausted, fucked out mess, your body practically limp as you struggle to even hold onto him,

☘️ likes how you run your fingers through his hair when he's licking and sucking at your cunt. Likes to kiss you afterwards so that you can taste yourself.

[needanevenbettername]

Wednesday hosts a dinner party.

Wednesday, holding a cheese platter: Girls, the main course is on the way. In the meantime, here's some cheese; don't fill up on cheese.

Everyone giggles.

15 minutes later.

Wednesday: Girls, the main course isn't far off. Get ready.

Yoko, guiltily: I can't.

Wednesday, slowly turning to look at Yoko: Can't what?

Yoko: Eat dinner.

Wednesday: ......

Yoko, nervously: I, uh, I filled up on cheese.

Wednesday sees the empty cheese platter, and everyone feels the tension in the air.

Wednesday: You ate all the cheese, did you?

Yoko: Yeah, Wends, I uh, I dunno. I was feeling hungry, and now I'm all filled up.

Wednesday: Did you have the Brie?

Yoko, trying to remain calm: Yeah, I had a little Brie, Wends.

Wednesday: Good! Did you have the Mersey Valley's Ploughmans Cheddar cheese?

Yoko, quietly: Yeah.

Wednesday: You ate the American cheese, too. I put that out as a joke.

Wednesday starts laughing, and everyone follows nervously.

Wednesday: I think I remember saying, "Don't fill up on cheese." Maybe I didn't. Maybe I'm the one that's going crazy.

Enid, trying to calm things down a little: You left it all out, hon. She was just-

Enid is cut off by a deep glare from Wednesday. Wednesday suddenly appears behind Yoko and leans down between her and Divinia.

Wednesday, whispering: My main course not GOUDA-NOUGH for you? Not GOUDA-NOUGH.

Yoko, panicking: It was me, Wends. I filled up on cheese.

Wednesday, turning to a panicked Divinia: What about you, Divinia? What's wrong? Tell me, you'll feel FETA. Have you seen any good movies recently?

Divinia, quietly: No.

Wednesday: Captain Marvel's good. Who plays her? Larson? Someone Larson?

Divinia, panicking: Brie.

Wednesday: Brie. Yes, that's right. Brie Larson. E-dam it, that's a kind of cheese. Are you hungry, Divinia?

Divinia, on the brink of tears: I think I've got room for a main meal.

Wednesday: That's good.

Wednesday places a large slice of Brie in front of Divinia.

Wednesday: Why don't you enjoy this brie?

Divinia panics even further as everyone watches on in horror. Wednesday places a piece of brie on a cracker and tries to feed it to Divinia.

Divinia, finally breaking: I can't, I can't! I ate the cheese, I ate the cheese, I ate the cheese!

Wednesday wraps an arm around Divinia to comfort her.

Wednesday: What do we do now, girls? What do we do now?

Divina: I have an idea.

A few minutes later, everyone is sat at the dinner table having a pleasant meal while Yoko and Divinia pretend to eat from empty plates.

Wednesday, to Yoko and Divinia: How are your meals?

Yoko: Yeah, great, thank you.

Divinia: Yeah, so happy we didn't fill up on cheese.

Wednesday, nodding: Yeah.

[sweetiesicheng]

vernon - hospital

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"thanks," the kid next to you said as he sat back down on his bed.

"y/n, do you need anything while i'm in here?" the nurse asked you. you shook your head and she smiled, "okay. i'll bring dinner for both of you soon," she said to both of you before leaving the room.

"more physical therapy?" you asked vernon as you looked over at him.

"yea, and some tests too," he mentioned, "just to make sure i'm good to go home."

that's right, he's supposed to go home tomorrow night.

"oh, so you're leaving me here? rude," you sarcastically said to him.

"not my fault," he replied, raising his hands in defense. "do you know when you're leaving?" he asked. you shook your head. "oh, well, you'll probably be out of here soon."

you shrugged your shoulders, "we'll see. hey, can you change the channel? you have the remote.” you asked him, "i'm sick of watching basketball."

"wait, i have it?" vernon questioned and looked around his bed. "oh shit, i do," he said and changed the channel showing a crime show. "you could've asked a nurse to grab it."

you shrugged again, "it's just a remote, and it wasn't necessary for me to change the channel, huh watching people run back and forth on a court started to get a bit boring."

later, your nurse brought dinner for both of you. you moved your bed so you were sitting up more.

"thank you for the meal," vernon spoke and started eating.

"thank you for the meal," you repeated and immediately started eating the small container of ice cream instead of your dinner.

"ice cream first? are you crazy?" vernon asked.

you looked over at him, "yea, didn't you know? they're gonna move me to the psych ward in a few days."

both of you stared at each other before bursting out into laughter.

"that was a good one," he replied mid laugh.

"i know, right?" you responded and started eating your dinner once both of you calmed down from laughing.

vernon started scrolling through his phone as he ate. a short period of silence occurring between the two of you.

"hey," you spoke up. he only hummed in acknowledgment. "can i have your phone number?" you asked.

he looked away from his phone and at you, "huh? why?"

"i mean, who else am i gonna crack hospital jokes to when you’re gone?" you replied and he smiled.

"you're gonna miss me that much, aren't you?" he asked.

"what? no," you denied and stuck your tongue out at him.

the two of you talked some more before doing your own things for the rest of the evening. at one point, vernon fell asleep for the night while you were still awake, unable to sleep.

"can't sleep?" your nurse spoke as she came in to check up on you.

"i'm tired, but i don't want to sleep," you replied, "probably cause i'm in this bed all the time."

"wanna go out on a walk? i can push you in your wheelchair," she suggested.

"your shift is gonna end soon, i don't want to make you do anything before you leave. maybe tomorrow," you replied. "you work tomorrow night, right?" you asked, making sure that she did.

she nodded, "mhm." she soon left after a bit more of talking.

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the next day rolled around. you surprisingly had gotten a decent amount of sleep, but immediately had tests done right after having breakfast with vernon.

"see ya later," vernon said just before you were rolled out of the room.

"see ya," you replied.

you were taken to another area if the hospital to get three tests done. however, you had to wait awhile for the third test to be done because there were many people needing the same test.

"can i just go back to my room for now?" you asked the nurse who was with you.

"it shouldn't be too long of a wait," he said to you, "do you need anything? water?" he asked.

you shook your head.

after some time, the test was finally performed and finished within a reasonable amount of time, considering you had waited for what felt like eternity.

you were brought back to your room, but immediately noticed the empty half of the room. you looked at the board that showed the patient information and noticed all of vernon's info erased.

he already left?

you internally questioned why he was gone since it wasn't even nighttime yet. the nurse helped you back into your bed before leaving.

you grabbed your phone and saw a text message on there.

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15:35

hospital buddy

[ vernon ]

hey, my parents came early

to come and get me :(

guess i'll see you when

you're no longer in a

wheelchair haha

[ y/n ]

i know a few ways to get

someone into a hospital,

get back here so i can hurt

you

[ vernon ]

yikes

how about no? i'd prefer

not to get hit lmao

miss me yet?

[ y/n ]

of course

not.

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from the day vernon had left, you were just left with an empty room. no one to eat your meals with, no one to watch tv shows with, no one to throw the occasional pillow or stuffed animal at.

until one day, an elderly woman was moved into your room. while her husband and their daughter spent time with her, you had a nurse bring you outside of the hospital for a walk.

it had been awhile since you didn't have to use a wheelchair, but the nurse rolled one in case you got too tired to walk.

"it's nice out today," you commented as you two walked.

"it sure is. we should go on walks more, it'll get both of us out of there for a bit," your nurse said to you. "want to sit for a second?" she asked when you two were approaching a bench.

"sure," you replied and sat down on the bench once you reached it.

"your wounds are healing nicely. it must be nice to finally be getting better," she said to you.

"i'm just glad i can walk. i don't miss having to use the wheelchair every time i wanted to use the bathroom," you mentioned while staring at the flower garden in front of you. some kids were running around and playing. "oh, can you get me some juice? i'm getting thirsty," you asked her.

she nodded, "you got it. stay here so i can find you easily," she requested and you nodded. she stood up and walked back towards the hospital.

you looked back at the sight of the flower garden, noticing some more people walking around. you saw some patients either being pushed in wheelchairs or walking with nurses or family members. occasionally, a kid would grab a flower from the area and give it to the people who were passing by.

"mind if i sit here?"

you looked over and saw a familiar face standing with a single crutch.

"i think you will mind once i break your other leg," you replied.

vernon rolled his eyes at you, "again with the violence?" he questioned. "here, take these," he said and in his other hand was a small bouquet of flowers that were wrapped up nicely. he sat down next to you on the bench. "went to the room, saw that i was replaced. guess you really didn't like me," he mentioned and both of you laughed.

"no hard feelings. thanks for the flowers," you said with a smile. "how's your leg?" you asked.

"better," he replied, "still have some trouble since the surgery but definitely better. you?" he asked.

"doing the same. a lot better," you answered. "it's nice to see you," you said.

"nice to see you too. sorry that i didn't come any sooner," vernon said as he took his beanie off, running his hand through his hair.

"it's okay," you replied. "want to go watch a show?" you asked him.

"are you going to smack me with a pillow?" he asked.

"most likely."

"sure."

[fragileizywriting]

something something whatever it doesn't matter, kitty signs up as an escorter. she's feeling herself. thinks she's cute enough to be a sugar baby. maybe. it's the freedom. she got dumped by her ex, no one believes her when she says she's 22, and can't stand being alone.

she gets a match. luka couffaine, someone she's never met, asking to meet tonight at a restaraunt she recognizes from the bus loop she takes— his treat. she scours the internet searching for a menu and inhales her poptart wrong when she sees how many "$" symbols google provides for her next to the name.

she spends the entire afternoon working out. she's a hamster in a hamster wheel going nuts and crazy, texting him in between sets, getting to know each other because she feels so unbrave. he has a younger sister. he finds sashimi gross, but he's a pescetarian, even though he doesn't mind that she eats meat. his favorite color is blue. she tries not to jump at the impulse to run back home and ransack her dresser drawer for her matching underwear set in the exact shade.

okay, okay. this is fine. her workout routine takes two hours. she knows that by heart. she has enough time to go home, shower, shave, wash her hair and blowdry it. she'll take the metro. gare du nord is hard to miss.

luka is easy. kind. he's sweet— what's a guy like him doing on this website, oh god, what is he up to? the piercings and tattoos kind of give away what he's into, but he's so attentive, completely at odds with the slight edge he dresses like. asks about her, laughs at the way she offers tentative jokes, an all-around really sweet guy. so far. he's got skeletons in his closet. surely. how has nobody snatched him up yet?

she's not this lucky. is he into feet? would she be okay with him being into feet? does the idea of him being into her feet make her feel things?

"are you still hungry?" he asks, when she's finished her plate and she's stimming underneath the table as soundlessly as possible by moving her ankles, eyeing up the dessert menu on the side.

"no, no. i'm fine."

"if you're hungry, you're hungry."

"i'm fine," she tries.

he's laughing with his eyes, even as he tries to keep polite with his mouth in a straight line. "how about this. i get the flan with a single spoon, and when you confess that you're still hungry, i'll feed you across the table. if not, you'll just have to watch me eat it by myself."

and miss out the condensed milk? oh, god. how could she ever do that to herself? the though of him reaching over with those large arms, just to hold a spoon up into her mouth— he'd follow the action with his eyes, watch her lick her lips clean, watch her chew, just like he's been doing all night, oh god. she's having a problem in these blue panties.

"sorry— sorry," she exhales. squeaks. huffs. something between the three. "i'm just... nervous."

he looks kicked. "nervous?"

"not about you! well, about you. but not about you—" shit, he looks so kicked, fuck— "i just really want to make a good impression with you. on you. about you." foot things aside, things seem to be going well. "i don't want to fuck this up. i ran a few kilometres today at the gym to calm down the nerves of today, but i don't think it was enough. i'm a little stressed out."

"oh," he says, shoulders lowering back down from his ears. "why are you so stressed out? all we're doing is having dinner. i thought it was going okay."

"it is," she whines. "that's the problem. because things like this don't just go well or okay for someone like me, i always make a critical error somewhere. i'm going to aqcuiece and order the flan and end up dropping a whole rubbery piece on my dress. i'm going to choke on my wine and cough all over you. i'm going to say something so stupid, you'll ghost me before i even get the door to my appartment building open."

"that's not—" he blinks slowly. "oh. wait. it's actually your first time doing this?"

"yeah. it's obvious, isn't it?"

"to be honest, no," he says, rubbing at the back of his neck. "you're a natural. i was wondering if you do this often because you're so easy to talk to."

her head snaps up. "really?"

"absolutely. are you sure this is your first time?"

"positive." she pauses to clink a knife with her nail. "okay, so you're not weirded out by the way i sip wine?"

he snorts. "no. absolutely not. i think it's really cute, actually, how you're struggling to drink it."

"i can't let sixty euros a glass go to waste."

"who cares, i'm paying anyways. if you don't like something, tell me. i'm not forcing you to eat or do anything you don't want, be vocal when you don't like something."

"b-but i don't want to behave like a brat," she reasons.

there's just a beat too long in the conversation where he rubs at his tricep with a giant hand as if to warm himself up from the cold. "maybe i like brats."

kitty is having a liquid meltdown in her panties.

[thelighthousestale]

We're Going On A Hippogriff Hunt

In the south of England, nestled behind a quaint thatched roof cottage, lay a dense thicket of woods. Between the trees, two young boys, James Potter and Teddy Lupin, embarked on a grand adventure. The sun dappled through the leaves, casting playful patterns on the forest floor as the boys set out on a very special quest - to catch a hippogriff.

Teddy, the elder boy at twelve, had an air of wisdom and experience about him that captivated the six-year-old James. Having recently completed his first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry James was sure Teddy was one of the smartest boys he knew. As they ventured deeper into the woods, James trotted behind Teddy and bombarded him with questions about magical creatures, eager to absorb every bit of knowledge his older brother possessed.

"Teddy, what's the best way to approach a hippogriff without it attacking you?" James asked, his eyes wide with curiosity.

Teddy, not wanting to admit he hadn't taken Care of Magical Creatures yet, replied quickly, "You have to speak to them in Parseltongue. The hissing sounds calm them down."

Satisfied with the answer, James mimicked the sound of Parseltongue, emitting "hssses" and "sszzzes" out loud, as they continued their imaginary hunt. Teddy continued to weave fantastical tales of magical creatures and their peculiar habits.

"And hippogriffs love to eat mince pies. So at Christmas make sure you save your pie so we can set up a hippogriff trap."

"Really?!"

"Oh yes, and they make their houses on the top of trees. That's why we are hunting for them in the woods."

"But they are so big! Won't they break the trees if they sit on them?" James asked as he picked up a rather large stick and used it to punt himself across a babbling stream.

"Hippogriffs don't weigh much though. How else do you think they're able to fly? You got to be light as a feather to fly."

"But we can fly and we weigh more than feathers."

"Yes, but we have brooms to help us fly. Hippogriffs don't have brooms."

"Wow, you're right!"

Just as the boys stooped down to look at markings on the forest floor that Teddy swore to James were hippogriff prints, a familiar face appeared along the dirt path that cut through the woods that led from the apparition point back to the cottage. Harry Potter had just come home from a day's work at the Ministry

"Hello, boys! What are you doing out here?" James quickly abandoned his investigation of the animal prints and ran up to his father wrapping his arms around him in a hug.

"We're hunting hippogriffs, Dad! It's important!"

Harry chuckled, as knelt down "Really? Important is it? Is your hunt successful?"

"No, but Teddy says hippogriffs like swimming in deep waters. Our stream is too shallow. Maybe they went to the beach. Can we go to the beach tomorrow?"

"hmm, not tomorrow, I'll be working tomorrow. Maybe this weekend we can go to the beach but I don't think you'll find any hippogriffs there."

"I don't know Dad, Teddy was pretty sure we would. And he knows what he talking about. He told me he met one of Hagrid's hippogriffs at Hogwarts."

"Ah, yes Ted is quite the authority now, isn't he. Why don't we go inside and get ready for dinner?"

"Can Teddy and I continue our hunt after dinner?"

"Of course, You can hunt until it starts to get dark." And with that little James ran up ahead of his father and towards the house.

"Err," Said Teddy from beside Harry. "Do you think he'll figure out how I made up all that stuff about hippogriffs?"

Harry laughed at his godson's concern. "No, Ted, I think he is having fun. He's very lucky to have an older brother who will play with him."

"OK, but maybe next time we go to Diagon Alley we can get a book on magical creatures? That way I can tell James the truth."

"I'll get you any book you want, Ted." Harry clapped his godson's shoulder and gave him a warm smile, "Go on and make sure James washes his hands before dinner. I'm sure Ginny has something delicious cooking tonight."

As Harry followed Teddy up the tiny path, he paused for a moment, to soak in the innocent joy of two brothers playing carefree in the summer before he made his way inside his family home.

[unluckyhoneybee]

Hiiii. I have a request: Mint where they became really good friends, plus 31+13, 28 with Moritz. Maybe you have a cat and when you come back home he is nowhere to be seen so you ran to Moritz flat asking for help. And you go around the city looking for the cat and when you find him you confess.

Random prompt list.

Mint: neighbours.

13. "You said you needed me, I came to help you. Easy"

28. "How do you know if you are in love with someone?"

31. "Why are you doing this for me?"

"Miko?" You walked around your flat looking for your cat, who was a master of hiding and was probably in some corner. You had just arrived and he would be angry because how would you dare to leaving him alone for so many hours. "Miko, baby. Where are you?"

But no, he wasn't on his usual spots. You started to panic when found you had left the kitchen window open. "Oh no"

You rand there and looked about, but Miko was nowhere to be seen. "Miko!"

Nothing. Scared to death, you ran to the only place you could think of. Your neighbour's house. By the time Moritz opened the door you were sobbing.

"Mo" You cried his name and he opened his arms for you. "I-I need you... Please"

"YN. What happened? Are you okay?" The player got really worried. He wrapped you on a big hug and pulled you inside.

"M-Miko... He is not at home a-and I forgot to close a window... And he... He probably scaped and... H-he is a house cat... And..."

Moritz kissed your head and you stopped talking.

"Let's calm down a little bit. We are going to get our jackets and then we are going to look for Miko"

You nodded slowly.

Mo and you had grown close since you met for the first time. He adored you, so he would go out and look for your cat for hours if needed.

That's what you did. You drove around, walked through the closest parks, went to the shelters... But nothing. Miko was nowhere to be seen and it was already dark and cold, plus you hadn't eaten and your stomach was rumbling.

"YN..." He took big steps and walked to you when you insisted to look again in the first park.

"Maybe he got trapped in a tree or something..."

He caught your hand and pulled you to stop.

"YN, please. It's late and you need to eat."

"But Mo..."

"Let's go back, have some dinner and then we'll see what we do"

With tears again in your eyes and feeling extremely weak, you asked: "Why are you doing this for me?"

"Come here" He was a big guys, so his hugs were always so warm. "You said you needed me, I came to help you. Easy" He kissed your temple and dried your tears.

When you arrived to his flat, you felt defeated.

"How is he going to spend the whole night alone? He is a house cat, he eats from cans"

"I trust the boy. He will be out there tomorrow, you'll see. He is probably on adventures"

You smiled a bit. He was just trying to help.

"Thank you very much, Mo . For driving me around and holding my hand the whole afternoon."

He tried to hide it, but he was blushing. But he didn't have time to wait for your answer. He saw something moving in the corner of his eye. He turned quick and opened the d glass door to the balcony.

"You have to see this, YN"

"What"

"Come here"

You walked to him and...

"Miko!"

Getting comfortable on the cushions, Miko was walking in circles in the sofa Moritz had out there.

"Miko!"

The cat looked at you and meowed. Moritz laughed when you ran to each other and hugged him. The cat squeaked a bit and looked at him in panic, but Mo only reached his hand and scratched him behind the ears.

"Don't scare me like that again, silly. You won't survive 24 hours in the dark, even if Mo has a lot of hopes in you. You won't. Don't do that ever again" You told Miko.

"Actually..."

You looked up at Moritz.

"I bought something"

You followed him inside. "I found this in the shelter when you were checking the cages."

You saw the little box on his big hand and walked closer. He was towering over you when he spoke.

"It's a GPS for his collar. If he runs out again you just need to check the phone"

You looked up at him and he chuckled when he saw you pouting.

"Don't put that face! It's a tool."

"It's a perfect gift" You said. "I was so scared..."

"You won't need to be anymore" He said and scratched Miko. "But leave the windows closed."

"I will" You said blushing. He was so special to you. He was perfect.

"Let me put this on you, Miko. You mother almost gives me a heart attack"

You observed how he worked to put the GPS on the collar and you couldn't believe what you were feeling.

"Mo, how do you know if you are in love with someone?"

It caught him off guard.

"Um... I don't know. I'm not so good with this things. Why?"

"Because I think I'm in love with you"

He opened his lips and looked at you. It was such a long time that you started to freak out. But then he grabbed Miko and put him on the floor.

"Stay there Miko, I'm going to kiss your mum"

[needs-to-stop-looking-at-valves]

The story of Luisa and her new date was amazing (and hilarious!)! But now I’m curious, how would the fam (or just Julieta, Augustine and Abuela) react to Luisa introducing Donovan to them?

Let's absolutely get to meet the boy! lets go!

"Donnie, no."

"Just once, PLEASE, it'll be quick!"

Luisa had been with Donovan for three months now. He wasn't a bad guy, but he had SUCH a temper. Any little thing would set him off. From people who chewed too loud, from people who threw trash on the ground, or in this case, a couple of guys pointing at Luisa and talking amongst themselves. It was always people from outside the Encanto, she noticed.

"You can't just punch everyone who has something to say."

"You're right. I just punch the ones in the vicinity. They're LAUGHING at you. Aren't you tired of being nice? Don't you just wanna go apeshit?"

"No. No I don't. Come on, you said you'd enjoy this with me."

She lightly pushed the tray of cake his way. It was a cute date idea, taking her out for a drink and sweets and just talk.

"I know but I just...okay I saw what he mouthed, imma fucking kill him."

Luisa had to grab one of his hands in her own, and gesture at the table.

"Please. Stay with me."

He looked at her, at their hands, then at the floor. He mumbled as he sat back down, his face absolutely exploding in a grumpy blush.

"I...I like holding your hand."

"I know. It's one of the things that keeps you from getting mad. It's cute."

He growled at her, clearly trying to be imposing.

"I'm not fucking cute. You keep saying that shit, and I swear to god-"

"You'll pout in the corner?"

He tried to say something, but settled for gritting his teeth. She pushed the piece of cake a bit his way, and despite his sour face, he tried a piece.

"Okay, I'm calm. Now you said you wanted to ask me something, right?"

"Mhmm. I was wondering if maybe you'd want to meet my parents. Isabela and Mirabel have been talking you up a LOT. But I don't want to MAKE you go, I know it's kinda soon."

"I mean, are we talking a quick thing with coffee, or a whole ass dinner?"

Luisa shrugged, accepting the fork so she could try a piece herself. He always let her have a majority of anything they were eating. It was sweet.

"I'd like for you to meet everyone, honestly. It might be a lot, but hey after we could check out my room! I just got this new weight set, you might like it-"

"W-wait. You...want me to go to your room?"

She didn't understand why his face was red again. It was just her room, everyone's been in there before.

"Yeah! I mean it's not fancy like my mom's, but it's pretty. Unless you don't want to-"

She was back peddling, thinking this was a mistake, when he reached over to hold her hands. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, before speaking.

"No. I wanna do this with you. I think it's fucking stupid, but you want it, so it's not stupid. Let's do it."

"You mean it?"

"Yes I mean it. You know I just like making you happy-I know that look, don't."

"I'm gonna."

"Shut up. Shut up right now."

She leaned down to kiss his cheek, and yet again, the poor thing was burning up like a kettle. He was cute, always getting heated over every little thing.

"Thought you like liked my kisses?"

"I do. I'm just. It's stupid. And we're in public."

"Oh...are you embarrassed of me?"

"For the love of-"

He had to stand up to do this, but be cupped her cheeks in his hand, and kissed her. It wasn't anything too extraordinary, but it was absolutely precious, how much he wanted to prove how much she meant to him. When he pulled away, he had to put his cold drink on his forehead, try to cool himself down. He looked...good when he did that honestly, letting the water run down his face and...oh boy. She needed jesus for these kind of thoughts.

"Donnie?"

"What?"

"I really like you."

"...i like you too. A LOT."

------------------------

"I still don't like it."

"Agustín."

"I can't help it! The idea of a boy touching LUISA? Bothers me!"

Luisa gave her dad a look as she helped set up the table.

"Mira and Isa can date, why can't I?"

"Mija you CAN date, you're an adult. It's just. Ay, you're so DELICATE! Your sisters could kill a man, you wouldn't, you're too sweet! What if he tries something you don't like?"

Ever since Luisa was young, her dad was always a bit more protective over her, compared to the other children in the family.

"Dad, he's not like that. Watch, you'll love him."

The doorbell rang, and Luisa, excited, ran to the front door. And there he was, holding a bunch of boxes. So much so, he had to tilt his head to the side a bit for her to see him.

"Uh. Hey. I didn't know WHAT to get your family. So I just. Got stuff and-"

Luisa leaned in to kiss his forehead, cutting him off.

"You being here is enough."

"Ugh you and your gushy kushy shit- just tell me where I can put this overpriced bullcrap."

"Let me help you carry-"

Donovan gave her a glare, huffing as he headed for the kitchen.

"Shut it. You got muscles, but I'm the man here, man carries the shit. You touch a box with those pretty fucking hands, I WILL be pissed."

He set the boxes down, finally, allowing Casita to do the rest.

"Oh, Donnie, this is my mom and dad!"

Luisa was so excited to have them meet, she couldn't stand it. Julieta gave a little wave as she held onto a not so sure looking Agustín.

"So nice to finally meet the boy Luisa keeps talking about! Donovan, right?"

"That's right. But most people call me Donnie, or just Don. Unless you're my dad, then it's just 'shithead'. Nice to uh, meet you both."

Julieta accepted his hand shake, motioning towards her husband.

"I'm Julieta, this is Agustín. You'll have to forgive him, he's nervous."

Agustín was about to speak when Camilo cried out from the dining room table.

"Luisa! We gonna see Mr.Farmer's tan or WHAT?!"

Right. Luisa actually called him that once. Listen, tan lines are underrated, she stood behind that. Donovan scoffed, trying not to seem like he was blushing.

"And that's?"

"Camilo. He's my cousin."

"I wanna punch him."

"We all do sometimes. Come on, let's get you some food!"

Luisa gestured for him to take a seat at the table, before looking at her parents.

"First impressions?"

"He...has a lot of messy hair? Is he trying to wear it like that?"

"And he's always scowling-is he angry?"

"He's. Always angry. But like, it's cute-"

She heard a scream from the table, and she immediately went to investigate it. Mirabel was the cause, and she was looking at a package in her hands.

"Luisa- look at what Don just gave me!"

In her hands was a thick pile of what she assumed was wool. Donovan shrugged from the table, trying not to feel pride in having a successful gift.

"I stole a bit after we sheered Lawrence the other day. I thought your sister would like it."

Luisa couldn't help but smile. So he has spiky blonde hair, so he always looked kinda mad. He was a sweetheart, all in. Everyone eventually came to the table, and Luisa ended up at her usual spot at the end of the table, with him at her side. Abuela started her questions, as she always did with newcomers to the household.

"So, Donovan. Tell us a bit about yourself."

"Uh..."

Donovan struggled with his thoughts for a moment, digging his fork into the stuffed pork in front of him.

"I'm Twenty. I uh, work on a farm with my mom and dad. We sell wool, milk, eggs, and we have petting zoo's here and there."

"A duck bit me there once."

Mirabel interjected. Donovan snorted.

"Oh that was Richard. He sucks. I would've stopped him but it was kinda funny."

"Dios- is THAT what bit you? I couldn't figure it out for the longest time."

Donovan, a bit more motivated by the talk of farm life, sat up a bit.

"Oh duck bites suck. But you should see what Elliot, our llama, did to me last week."

Donovan lifted up his shirt, making the table wince upon seeing the hoofmarks on his side. Luisa was amazed she noticed it though, given the fact that she could see how well the farm life have treated that body. Camilo, ever curious, leaned in a bit to get a closer look.

"Dude, can I touch them?"

"I would be insulted if SOMEONE didn't."

Camilo let his hand go over his frame, and Luisa swore he was looking right at her as he did so.

"Luisa, you should ABSOLUTELY cop a feel."

Donovan NOW seemed embarrassed of himself, pushing Camilo's hand away and putting his shirt back down.

"Uh...sorry. But uh yeah, that's what I do."

Agustín, definitely interested in this rather odd fellow, decided to have a turn.

"Is farming all you do?"

"Oh no, I like to box in my freetime. Lets off steam."

Félix definitely looked interested in this, finishing his bite to quickly get a word in.

"I used to box back in high-school! I was pretty good, not that I'm bragging."

Pepa chuckled as she held onto Félix's arm, recalling that memory fondly.

"Oh I remember those days. You looked so good in those shorts. You remember once, you got distracted by me, that guy sent you to the floor?"

"Hey, not my fault you looked so cute that day. If YOU were in there though, you'd have his ass, my fiesty sol~"

They shared a bit of a kiss, and Luisa noticed Donovan was looking at them rather fondly.

"...aw."

Camilo nudged Don's side, a huge smirk on his face.

"Aw, is someone the romantic type?"

"Shut up."

"You and my prima do that couple shit? Lil smoochy smoo?"

"I will fucking deck you."

"Do you guys have cute petnames and shit?"

"I am about to throw hands with a child-"

Luisa held onto his shoulder, keeping him from getting out of his seat.

"Donnie. Breathe. Remember the exercises we did."

"...okay. Breathing. Got it. I'm good."

Isa chuckled as she sipped on her wine.

"I thought you were just angry because of what people said about Luisa. No, your ass is just perpetually pissed."

Agustín lifted his head up from the plate.

"Who said something about Luisa?"

"Oh it's how they met-these guys were being just awful to Luisa. So he punched him. Then kicked him out of the line."

"I'd do that shit again too, imagining people saying all that shit to MY teddy bear-"

He stopped as soon as he said it, regretting his own words the second Camilo said something.

"TEDDY BEAR. Oh my fucking god-"

"SHUT UP. THAT WAS AN ACCIDENT."

Bruno raised a brow from his own glass of wine, judgemental as shit.

"That came out too easily for it to have been an accident. You actually call her that, don't you?"

"I will square up old man."

Donovan's face was beet red, and despite the fact that it was cute, she still leaned over to hold his hand under the table.

"It's okay. I like that name. And I know you like yours~"

"Oh my god, don't please."

"I call him snuggles."

Donovan banged his fist against the table in humiliation, steam coming out of his ears.

"Question-what's the quickest way to the roof? I'd like to jump off of it."

Bruno used his arepa to gesture upstairs.

"Up the stairs, to the left, climb up the vine, should only take you a minute tops."

"BRUNO!"

Pepa smacked his arm, and Bruno gave a 'what the fuck' look.

"I'm being helpful!"

Agustín gave him another nudge too, before looking at Donovan.

"It's nice to see you make Luisa happy. That's something you intend to keep doing, yes?"

"Hey. I know EXACTLY what you're getting at. And let me fuckin' tell you something old man,"

For a very scary moment, she swore Donovan was about to get up and try something, just from how bad his glare was right now, when he seemed to settle back down almost immediately.

"If I ever hurt Luisa- full permission to kick my ass. You can kick my ass, her sisters and her uncles can kick my ass, I'll kick my OWN ass, even! Luisa is. Way too special to let some stupid guy hurt her. Or girl. Whatever. If I didn't think I made her happy, I wouldn't be here. So, enough pussy footing around, let's be up front. Imma love the SHIT out of her. And I need to stop talking because this is. A lot."

He settled in his seat after that, honestly a bit overwhelmed with himself for popping off as he did. At first, no one knew what to say from his outburst, when Antonio piped up.

"Camilo's girlfriend has bunnies. Do you have bunnies?"

"No, but I WANT bunnies-Camilo do you have pictures?"

"I might have one. Hundred."

"Gimme."

------------------

He fucked up. He stood there, waiting for Luisa to walk him home (he just. Got too nervous at the idea of going up to her room), while she was wrapping it up with her parents. He threatened three members of her family, he kept raising his voice, and he just. Made a goddamn scene. He straightened up upon her coming out and shutting the front door.

"You ready to-"

"Lulu I am SORRY. I must've REALLY embarrassed you. I get if your family doesn't want me around."

Luisa snorted at him, and if it wasn't so cute, he'd be pissed as hell.

"No, only one embarrassed is you. My parents loved you back there!"

"...are you serious?"

"Yeah! Mom thought you were adorable, dad really thinks you meant what you said, and most importantly, Abuela likes the fact that you're a hard working, honest guy. Stuff about you I already knew."

"I...oh."

Oh my god. They liked him. Her family liked him! HOW? His own dad didn't like him! Luisa held out her hand to him, smiling.

"You wanna hold hands, or are you gonna erupt on me?"

He said nothing as he reached for her hand, and they made the walk back to his home. He rubbed the back of his head as they eventually neared his home.

"Thanks for uh, not telling them about THAT nickname."

"What? You mean Schmoopy?"

"Yeah. That one. I...kinda like it better when it's just between us. It's dumb and it's stupid and it's...special to me."

They eventually made it to his door, and she leaned down to kiss his forehead.

"You're special to me, Don. I appreciate you coming to meet my family. Even though you looked ready steam back there-"

"You haven't begun to see how hot I can get, princess."

He had no idea where that came from. Just that it was HER turn to have a cherry red face. He should feel bad for flustering her, but he couldn't. Not even when he went on his toes, and gave her a kiss. A proper one. One that when he pulled away, made those pretty eyelashes flutter and...shit.

"I'll uhm. See you tomorrow. I'm going inside. Night."

He went past his door, screamed into his hand, and punched the wall hard enough to make a hole in it.

"God. Dammit. She's. So. Fucking. Pretty."

[harryconcepts]

part 62

when you have a hard day harry can tell right away 😔he can tell just bc your texts are a little off, your response are shorter and he knows you had a long day so he's pretty sure thats why 😔 so that afternoon he's coming to your house with your favorite coffee and some takeout 😔 hes in his comfy clothes, and ofc a hoodie so he can give it to you to wear😔 he sits with you and pulls you into his arms and doesn't say anything when you start crying 😔he just rubs your back softly and lets you get it all out 😔then when you've calmed down a bit he murmurs "brought you some coffee, and dinner too" and you thank him, he nods and pulls away look at you 😔 he has your face in his hands and he wipes away the few leftover tears before he kisses your cheeks 😔 then he's reaching over to get your coffee, and he brushes the hair out of your face while you drink 😔 then you both settle in to eat and watch your favorite show😔

thinking about harry on this fine evening 😋 he wants a kiss so he's saying "c'mere" and he grabs your belt loops to pull you over 😋 you stumble a tiny bit but he steadies you quickly and smiles so pretty at you 😋 he says "can I have a kiss?" and you nod and go up on your tiptoes 😋

i fear harry loves giving you sloppy open mouth kisses all over your tummy and hips while he holds you still so you don't squirm away and he can tell you how much he loves you .... brb gonna go pop

he's kissing around leaving little wet spots and pink marks where his mouth was and you're breathing so heavily just trying to stay still for him but soon it's too much and you're moving your hips up 😋 he just smiles and uses his grip to push you back down gently, he sucks another mark onto your hipbone and says "be patient, baby, I'm getting there" and he moves even slower 😋

apologies but harry would literally beg you to sit on his face I'm talking whining and pleading puppy dog eyes saying "please please please baby I'll make it so good for you, I'll make sure you feel so good I'll make you cum so hard just please"

don't think about how harry would grind on you to get you both worked up before sex 🤭 he would hold your hips down to keep you still so things go at his pace 🤭 finally you're getting too whiny so he slides his hand down and slips his fingers under your waistband to feel you 🤭 he smirks when he feels how wet you are and says "that all for me?" and you nod desperately hoping you'll get him to touch more 🤭but he's having a good time and he likes teasing you so he takes his fingers out and licks them clean then says "I don't think youre quite ready yet, though" and gets back to kissing you while his hips rub on yours 🤭

riding harry after a show and giving it to him so good bc you're so proud of your boy 😋 you say "you love it so much, don't you? i know it turns you on to hear the crowd screaming your name.... they all love you so much, you know that? they're obsessed with you" and he nearly whimpers as his head tips back 😋 you clench on him as hard as you can and lean in to kiss his neck just how he likes and you whisper "but I'm the only one who gets to have you like this, aren't i? the only one who gets to touch you, and kiss you, and make you cum" and you can tell he's about to lose it 😋 you brush your thumb over one of his nipples and whisper "cum for me" and he just can't hold back 😋

going on a little picnic with Harry and he picks a flower, he holds it up and picks off the petals saying "I love you" *kiss* "i love you" *kiss* "i love you" *kiss* and you laugh saying "I don't think that's how that works" and he just says "it is now 😁"

texting harry when he's out one morning saying 🥺pls bring me coffee 🥺 and he texts back a picture of the cup saying "i literally already got it for you 🙄" bc hes annoying like that 😔

thinking about how harry is so big and strong 😋 if you're in an argument and it gets heated and you maybe give him a little push he wouldn't budge at all 😋 he would grab your arm and say "don't do that again" 😋 sorry that's hot 😋

harry would be cuddling you in bed saying "don't go to work pleeeeeeease just stay with me" and you're all "I'm sorry baby i have to i need money" and he sighs then says "okay... how long is your shift today" and you tell him, then go to get ready. a few minutes later you get a venmo notification and he sent you the amount of money you would make from your shift 😋 you roll your eyes and go to send it back but he blocked you 😌 you come out of the bathroom like "harold..." and he says "does this mean you're calling in 😁"

anyways thinking about riding harry for the first time ... you're a little nervous but he says "nothing to worry about, i just want to see you and feel you on me" and you know he's obsessed with you so 😋 you're kissing on his lap first bc he wants to get you desperate before he lets you take him so you're having the most unholy makeout sesh 😋 moaning and grinding on each other and he has his hands on your hips to control your movements just like he will when he's inside you 😋 you're a whimpering mess cause you just want him so bad it hurts and you're getting out of breath so finally you turn your head to break the kiss and say "i want it, I want you so bad just please" and he smirks at how needy you are 😋 je says "i dont know... do you think you're wet enough to take me? gonna have to be dripping so I don't hurt you" and your hips are rocking gently as he talks bc his words are just so 😋 you're nodding quickly saying "I know I am, i can feel- I'm so wet, just please please let me" and he looooves to hear you beg 😋 he slides his hand down to slip inside your panties and brushes his fingers against you, ignoring the desperate little moan you let out when his fingers run over your clit 😋 he reaches down to where you're dripping for him and he makes a mocking surprised face, he says "you were right, you are dripping for me" and you nod, still rocking your hips against his hand and he says "alright, I think my pretty girl deserves it..." and that's all the confirmation you need so you're stripping 😋

you're trying to take his clothes off so fast that your fingers are fumbling but he just laughs and puts his hand over yours, making you stop and look up at him when he says "we can go slow... I'm not going anywhere" and you huff saying "I don't want to go slow I just need you" and he can't argue with that 😋so you're pulling his clothes off and climbing back into his lap and he has his hands on your hips again, he leans closer to kiss you gently and murmurs "take it slow... know you're desperate for me but you'll hurt yourself, and I can't have that" and he can feel you shiver when he calls you desperate but you nod anyways😋 he says "good..." while he kisses along your jaw, then says "why don't you make sure I'm good and hard for you baby" and it's not like it takes much work, he's been throbbing since you first got in his lap but just to make sure 😋 you stroke him gently and then pause for a second, then reach between your legs to gather some of the wetness then bring it back to spread around him 😋 he lets out a low groan when he sees you do that and his grip on your hips is definitely going to leave bruises 😋

but you keep stroking him no matter how stuttery his breath gets, then you look up at him and say "think that's good?" with a little smirk on your face and his head tips back on the couch, he breathes out "you're such a fucking brat, you know exactly what you're doing" and you're all 😌maybe😌 then he says "still think you're wet enough for me, sweet girl?" and you nod, he smirks and says "then why don't you put us both out of our misery here" and you're more than happy to oblige 😋 your jaw drops and you turn your head to the side when you first start sinking down on him, but he (not too gently) grabs your chin and turns your head back to him so he can watch you 😋 you're breathing in little pants as you take him deeper and you can't help but cry out when he thrusts his hips up just a tiny bit 😋 he says "sorry baby" but he is definitely not sorry at all 😋 finally you're all the way down and trying so hard to breathe evenly when he's filling you so perfectly and you can feel him so deep, but then he uses his free hand to press down on your stomach and that all goes out the window 😋 you grab onto his wrist and you're moaning on every breath and he's so smug saying "yeah? feel me that deep? all the way in your tummy, hm?" and you nod 😋 he presses down a little harder just to feel you clench on him, then he says "I'm feeling a bit neglected over here... why don't you ride me like the good girl I know you are?" and you let out a little whimper 😋 you say "will you still help me?" and he's already nodding, he says "of course I will, don't you worry about that sweet girl" and he gets a good grip on your waist 😋

you're riding him sooo slowly, just testing things out and seeing what feels good, and when you look up you see him biting his lip and his jaw is clenched so hard it almost looks painful 😋 you start to move a little faster, his head tips back on the couch and his jaw is so sharp when he breathes out "that's it, such a good fucking girl for me" 😋 he reaches down to press on your stomach again and you cry out, your hips slowing down but he shakes his head, lifting it to meet your eyes and he says "keep going" while he's still pressing down to make sure you feel all of him 😋youre trying so hard so keep your pace but it feels so good, then his thumb sneaks down to press gently on your clit and youre done for 😋 you gasp "I'm close, I'm gonna-" and he says "me too, just need you to cum first, just use me to get yourself off cause im right behind you" so you do 😋 you're shamelessly grinding on him while he's deep inside, and hes trying so hard not to lose it before you do 😋

you have your hands braced against his chest and you collapse against him when you finally let go, and from this angle with how deep he is it feels so much more intense 😋 you're still riding the aftershocks when he starts to fuck up into you, and it feels so good youre nearly in tears 😋 finally he cums and he grips your waist to push you down onto him so he'll be as deep as possible 😋 you have your head buried in his neck through the whole thing and his hand comes up to cradle the back of your head to keep you close, through heavy breaths he manages to get out "did so good for me baby, made me cum so hard, prettiest girl i love you so much" and he's just rambling but it's exactly what you both need at the moment 😋

anyways harry pressing down on your lower stomach when he's balls deep and you nearly scream bc it makes him feel so much deeper and you scramble to grab his wrist and hold him there so he'll keep making you feel good ✨

thinking about hookuprry who's a little mean sometimes bc he knows you get off on it 🤭 very much "wet dream" 🤭 he comes over to your house one night to find you touching yourself and he's storming over grabbing your wrist to pull your hand away and he says "such a naughty thing... thought i told you to wait for me" and you nod saying "you did" and he says "so why didnt you listen?" and you shrug 🤭 he says "and what were you thinking about?" and you just say "you😌" so proud of yourself and he leans in closer to say "yeah? and what makes you think you're good enough to do that? how come you think you get to think about me when you touch yourself?" but he doesn't let you answer, he has one hand on your throat and uses his other thumb to open your mouth and then he spits on your tongue 🤭 he smirks when he feels how fast your heart is beating under his palm and he says "you liked that, didn't you? such a slut for it, hm?" and you nod 🤭

sorry but harry probably watches himself slide inside while he fucks you 🫶🏻 he likes seeing how he stretches you out 🫶🏻 he probably even takes a few pictures 🫶🏻 you whine and say "stop staring, it's embarrassing" and he just smiles saying "it's not, I promise it's not" and he brings his thumb down to rub circles over your clit 😌 he would thrust in and out so slowly just bc he likes the way it looks 😌 he ignores your whining at how he's basically torturing you and he slows down even more to get a better look 😌

I need to be his housewife I want to have dinner waiting for him when he gets home (and 😼 for dessert ofc) and i want to let him fuck me bare every night so i get pregnant and have his babies and i want to be his good little wife for him its all i desire

the way Harry would literally do anything for you.... this man said tell me what you want and you got it all UM OKAY??¿???? whore behavior

ik we're weird and feral tn but I'm having soft thoughts.... like harry finding out you've had some really bad relationships in the past, and he just wants to do everything he can to make you feel safe with him 😔 he always speaks to you with a gentle tone of voice and makes sure you're okay with him touching you before he does 😔 he's so careful to respect boundaries and told you so many times that it's okay if you want to talk to him about anything, he'll listen 😔he knows you're nervous to do more physical stuff but he reassures you so many times that he's not going anywhere, he wants to take things at your pace and do whatever youre ready for 😔

being a crazy sleeper and harry just finds it so endearing 😭 he'll find you with your head at the foot of the bed or your leg flopping halfway over the side of sometimes you roll onto the floor and don't even wake up from it 😭but every time that happens he sleepily gets up and rubs his eyes, letting out a big yawn as he picking you up and bringing you back to the bed 😔 he wraps you in his arms so you'll be still 😔 and he lets out a big sigh as he drifts off again 😔 one night he's barely awake when you roll onto the floor and he fully intends to pick you up and bring you back to bed but he ends up falling asleep on the floor next to you 😔 you wake up in the morning so confused but it's not too bad since you're cozy in his arms 😔

stop I can picture it ... he hears a thud and he's jerking awake like "what the fuck" and he looks over to see youre not in bed so he leans over and youee sleeping peacefully on the floor 😭 at first he's so 😶 but then it becomes a little routine and it doesn't bother him anymore he's just like ope she's on the floor again lemme grab her

your newish boyfriend Harry being over at your house to have dinner with you and your 2 year old 😌 you're a little worried she won't like him but he's great with kids and she loves him so much 😔 one night he ends up staying a little later and it's little missy's bedtime, and you're excusing yourself to get her settled but she yells "I WANT HARRY TO READ TO ME" from her room, you laugh and say "you don't have to, I'll sort her out" and he doesn't want to be pushy at all so he stays put, watching you go to her with such a lovey smile on his face 😔 you get to her room and she's all "no mama I want harry 😠" and you laugh saying "i know, but he's downstairs right now. how about you pick a book and we can read it?" and she is just not having that so she yells "HARRY PLEASE COME IN HERE" and you're shushing her, saying "baby we don't wanna bother him-" but he's already knocking at the door frame and peeking his head inside, he smiles so big when she waves at him and he says "you called?" and you say "someone is very needy for you tonight" and he grins, coming into the room and sitting down on the bed next to you. he says "you know you have to listen to your mama, hm?" and she says "yes but I want YOU to read to me" and you're saying "it's okay, you don't have to if-" but he says "no, it's no problem..." then he turns back to her and says "what books were we thinking for tonight?" and he's matching her excitement, he just so good with her 😔 he gets so into it as he's reading, using different voices for different characters and by the end of the book she's all snuggled up to his side 😔 she whispers "goodnight harry" and he smiles, whispering a little goodnight back before he stands, holding out his hand to help you up 😔 you give your girl a kiss on the cheek saying "goodnight, i love you so much" and she says "i love you mama i love you harry" and then she's out 😔 you and harry are both smiling so big as you get back to the living room, when you sit down on the couch he pulls you into his arms to give you a kiss, and you can't help but whisper that you love him 😔

DON'T think about the first time you and harry have sex after saying i love you ... i fear he would be so emotional and gentle and worshipping your body, constantly saying how much he loves you and basically whimpering against your skin as he kisses you all over 🤕 he would just want to be so close to you the whole time, and he might even have the tiniest of tears in his eyes bc he's so emotional and he loves you so much and he feels so good 🤕and you're both so overwhelmed with love and feeling so good 🤕 he keeps pulling you closer bc he can't stand to be away from you and he needs to feel you 🤕 when he's about to cum he says "i love you- i love you so much" and his voice is breaking but you just nod and cup his face saying "i love you, love you too baby" and its just so 🤕

harry loves playing with your nipples 😌 he knows you get so whiny and sensitive when he does so he's always teaching up to brush his thumbs over them when he's going down on you or rubbing them through your shirt while you're kissing just to make you whimper 😋

harry would for sure tease you for how needy you get 😌 he's being so slow and teasing and he smirks when you whine at him for more, he just says "be patient, such a needy thing... I'm gonna give you what you need" and gives you a little kiss to quiet you 😌

harry is actually obsessed with how you look when you cum i fear ... the way you gasp and your back arches and you grab his hair to push him closer ... the way a tiny smile breaks onto your face as it washes over you ....and how all your muscles relax and he knows he's making his girl feel so so good

while you're watching Harry's beautiful face don't think about him getting cocky about how loud you get during sex and how he has to cover your mouth with his hand sometimes 🤭 when you're in a hotel or something and you let out a loud moan his eyes go wide and his big hand is coming down over your mouth and he murmurs "gotta stay quiet for me baby, can't have everyone hearing how good i make you feel, can we?" and he's so smug bc he knows he's the only one who can get you like this 🤭 your eyes slip closed and you shake your head, he smiles and says "that's my good girl" and thrusts a little harder now that he knows you'll stay quiet 🤭 other times he'll kiss you so he can taste all your little noises, but either way he knows how to make you keep it down🤭

ugh harry is always so helpful 😔 when he notices you're getting low on meds he calls to get it refilled for you 😔 when he sees you're out of milk or need some grocery shopping done he just goes to to it for you 😔 if your laundry was piling up he'd make sure it gets cleaned, and he also folds it and puts it all away so you don't have anything to worry about 😔he just wants to help his girl any way he can 😔

[casspurrjoybell-22]

Master - Chapter 39c

*Warning Adult Content*

- Kalem -

I knock on Master's office door and try to settle my shaking fingers as I wait.

Today had been a super long day.

I'd done training with Arias, then that horrible Diablos showed up and I gave two tours before it was time to go to dinner with everyone.

It had been a lot but now the important moment was here.

I didn't really know why I was shaking so much.

For some reason, my insides were really nervous and that was making my outsides nervous too. 

But I didn't get why.

It did take a long time for me to get my note all right and perfect for master but it was perfect now, so I should've been excited not nervous.

And even though I knew that, my fingers were still shaky and my heart was racing so fast that I thought it might pop inside of me.

"Kalem?" Master calls from the other side. "I said you can come in."

Quickly, I open the door and slip inside as quietly as I can.

Closing it behind me, I look up and smile when I find Master sitting at his desk with his sexy glasses on. 

I knew he didn't really need them so I didn't know why he wore them, maybe just to tease me because he knew how worked up they got me.

I kept my lips shut about it since he looked too good with them for me to be so silly to say something about it.

Master plus his sexy glasses was always a win.

"I'll be coming to bed soon my love," Lincoln says as he looks at me with a guilty, sad face. "Just a few minutes more and I'll be with you."

Master thought I was here because he'd left in the middle of dinner to go do more work while everyone was eating or drinking but that wasn't it.

Well, it was a little bit because I was worried that Master was doing too much work when he needed to rest more.

But, I'd come now because I'd finally got my gift for Master just right. 

I practised reading it one last time with Arias before I came here and he said it was absolutely perfect and that my 'flea of a Master' would love it very much.

I wasn't sure what a flea was but I knew it wasn't nice.

Lincoln and Arias were always saying mean things about each other.

"I can wait," I tell Master as I walk towards his desk, my heart going faster and faster which each step I took.

Master looks up at me, a small frown on his face.

"Is everything okay, Kalem? Your heart is racing."

Evil vampire hearing.

"Everything's fine," I squeak as I stop in my place.

Please heart, please calm down.

I don't want to ruin the surprise but I will if you keep beep-beeping so hard.

Master studies me a little longer before his face fills with understanding and he laughs to himself before he looks back to the thick book he was writing in.

"I haven't forgotten your reward," he says in a teasing tone.

"I promise you'll get it once I'm done here."

My reward?

I was getting a reward?

It's my turn to frown as I think really hard until I finally remember that Master had promised to give me a reward earlier today, that was before everything went so bad.

I'd forgotten about it with all that happened and then my own gift but remembering just made me more excited.

I close my eyes and try to do that slow breathing thing that I saw Mr. Wen do when he was really excited about something. 

It helps me a little bit.

The slow in and out breaths that I hold in my chest for as long as I can before letting it out in a huff.

Master kept chuckling, thinking it was about the reward, which was a good thing because it meant that my special surprise stayed a surprise.

Just like he said, within a few short minutes, Master shuts his large book and takes his glasses off.

Awww, the sexy glasses were going.

I pout.

"Done," he says with a smile as he pushes his chair back. "And now I am all yours love." 

Master tries to come to hug me but I put my free hand out and take a few steps back which make Master freeze as he looks at me.

His eyes narrow and he tilts his head but he doesn't move.

"You have to stay where you are," I say firmly. "For now. Or I'll get distracted and I won't finish it all."

"And what is it that you need to finish?" Master asks with a growing smile.

When I don't reply, he looks down at the hand I had behind my back.

"What is it that you're hiding Kalem?"

"Nothing," I say quickly, before I correct myself. "Something."

"Something?" Lincoln repeats.

"Something," I confirm with a nod. "Something special and for it to be special and good, you have to listen to everything I say."

Master continues looking at me with that naughty smile that made me feel squirmy below but I had to stop myself from getting excited down there or everything would fall apart and I'd be full of Master before I knew it.

And for once, that would have to wait.

This was way more important.

"Alright love," Master says with a nod. "I'll follow every word."

"Thank you," I say with a smile as I look to the soft couch I usually slept on while Master worked.

"Sit there," I say pointing to the middle of it. 

Master moves without a word and takes a seat exactly where I told him to.

Still smiling from ear to ear, Master crosses one of his legs over the other while he leans back.

Which only made it so much harder for me to be good and stay on track.

After.

I'd get my reward after.

Lincoln's dark eyes follow me as I move towards him until I was close but not enough for him to touch me. 

Lincoln's dark eyes follow me as I move towards him until I was close but not enough for him to touch me. 

Smoothing the edges out, I put my eyes to the first words and let the air out.

I could do this.

They were my words and I'd practised them really hard with Arias. 

I could do this.

[bemylord]

ꜱ/ᴏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴄʟɪɴɢʏ

characters: satoru, itadori, megumi, toji, nanamin, sukuna.

warnings: it's not an angst, but it has triggers because they screamed at you :( [toji and sukuna parts bc yall know those man] + grammar issues. [aged up?]

butler's remark: it was hard to write yuuji, megumi and gojou parts bc they are good and sweet boys and i practically cry. i also had decided to do as a hdc not in the fake text. i did a reader with a strong character.

apologies part.

ɪᴛᴀᴅᴏʀɪ ʏᴜᴜᴊɪ:

pls no. i can't even imagine that yuuji would scream to you or say you're bothering him.

but, okay, that's why you're reading this.

you just wanted a piece, a little bit, some, of yuuji's attention while he was training.

you came to him from behind, wrapping hands around his neck.

you were happy to finally see and hug your boyfriend, planning to spend an evening watching some tv-shows.

suddenly, yuuji turned to you, and instead of the usual: 'sweetie, i'm so happy to see you let's watch the tv or eat ramen!'

he answered: 'i'm busy, y/n, let's talk later.'

being busy by doing something is totally normal.

but he could at least said you not cold as that. he turned around his body, continuing to do the same thing.

'but i missed you, yuuujiii~' you stretched out [?] his name in a smile, clinging to his shoulders again.

'can you not being clingy y/n, i'm trying to train. give me some space, you're starting to annoy me!'

you were standing there with doe eyes - he had never screamed at you.

'yeah? whatever, itadori. i'm gonna cuddle with megumi-kun, good training.'

you left the room with tears in the corner of your eyes. you'll give the space that yuuji had mentioned - you won't be talking with him for some days or weeks, therefore he'll know he should watch his mouth. [to follow what he says]

ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ ᴍᴇɢᴜᴍɪ:

he came back to the dorm late after training with satoru.

you, being the lovely girlfriend ever, wanted to help megumi: you filled the bathtub with water, made delicious dinner, and find a good movie to watch after bath. maybe, it isn't a romantic thing, but it'll help him to release the tension in the muscle.

'megumi, you finally here!' you had green your boyfriend with a warm hug, as you always do, cupped his face to kiss him.

you were about to give a kiss, when 'gumi intercepted your hands, looking at you tiredly.

'how was the train? you must be tired, that's why i made for you bath and dinner.'

you walked into the living room as you heard him muttering.

'you always being so annoying and so mommy [i mean, hyper custody], i am not a child, y/n, i can help myself.'

'gomen-gomen, megumi, i just wanted to help you relax.'

'stop being like that! that's annoying, i'll take a bath alone, without you.'

you saw bruises and abrasions on his face - he must be angry about that. you have known how megumi hates to be beaten gojou or todou.

you decided not to answer, only waiting till his fury will calm down and he will apologize.

ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ ᴛᴏᴊɪ:

i want to confess right away - i'm already afraid of him.

toji should be about to return home from a mission any minute now.

you had baked apple pie and made dinner, anticipating for your husband to arrive.

you only overheard heavy footsteps in the living room, immediately run to see him.

'my love, you back home.' you were about to kiss him, when he turned his head, pronouncing:

'don't touch me.'

his obnoxious nature. over the years of living with him you have taught him to be more gentle with you.

'use better words, toji.'

'i will talk to you as i want, woman. the fact you are my wife doesn't mean i'll be docile.'

'don't talk to me like that, i'm yo-'

'shut up, you're just a wife who comes when i need her. don't exalt yourself. don't be clingy.'

notwithstanding your strong character, tears start to roll down on cheeks.

'i have no intention of being your servant, toji. find another 'wife', i'm leaving.'

ɢᴏᴊᴏ ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ:

as you know, gojou satoru is a playful guy, who wants to tease you like 24/7.

you never thought that gojou would scream at you due to you being clingy. it happened, tho.

you are basically just like him, naughty and agile, waiting for him after work so you could take gojou in your arms and kiss him.

when you heard as the door opened, you ran to hug him. however, when you were anticipating to him to do the same, he uttered: 'let go of me.'

you thought he wanted to hug you first, so you've wrapped your arms around your neck tighter.

'did i not make myself clear? get off me. you being so clingy and intrusive.'

'i missed you, 'toru.'

'we see each other every single day, let me spend a few days alone, don't act like a child, stop being sticky'

when you heard the last word, you get off your boyfriend, watching as he slowly walking into the living room, not look at you.

'a few days alone? fine, gojo, whatever. all you want, i'm leaving.'

you grabbed your phone, leaving the house.

ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ ᴋᴇɴᴛᴏ:

you had mentioned that you might be clingy or sticky, demanding a lot of attention, when you on the period.

he agreed, laughed at your words. 'i always be with you anywhen, angel.'

as silly as it may sound, you wrapped your arms on a pillow, which was smelling like him, imagining it was kento.

you heard as a door opened, cheerfully coming down to greet your boyfriend.

'welcome home, darling, i was waiting for you to have some.. cuddles!' you straighten arms on him, expecting kento hugs you.

'it seems as you need me only for that, y/n.'

'no, darling, of course not. how was your day? tell me while we're gonna have a bath.'

'that's what i'm talking about. can it be only one day when you stop being sticky like that? i'm tired from work i want to be alone.'

you were speechless. you mumbled something illegible, step backward.

'y-yeah, s-sure..'

you walk in the bathroom, hiding your tears from him. as soon as you found yourself in the room, you sob.

'he just tired. i-i won't cry.'

you let your boyfriend spend an evening on his own, trying not to cry.

ꜱᴜᴋᴜɴᴀ ʀʏᴏᴍᴇɴ:

disclaimer: the king was really mad today, exactly today when you wanted to cuddle him.

you came to his domain, happy and shine like the sun - you've moved up in the ranks, isn't that a success?

you baked muffins, the kind that the king likes - with chocolate, and garnished with nuts on top. [it's only my opinion]

so, when you stood in front of a pile of skulls, sukuna unexpectedly said: 'you should leave. now.'

'huh?' you turned your head on the left, in a curious gesture, waiting for him to explain.

you did a step forward, thought you misunderstood him.

he didn't even look at you, sitting on the throne like you ain't here like you're sort of a slave, not a girlfriend.

'i've got so good news, sukuna. the first i had baked muff-'

before you could've finished the sentence, he used cursed energy to stop you, knocking the treats out of your hands.

'i fucking said you to leave my domain, woman. are you that stupid? and stop being clingy, it's irritating me.'

you knew his nature, you knew he might indicate something offensive, but, that one - above hurtful.

'what's wrong, the king?' you said his position mockingly, going down the skulls, looking at his back. 'go to hell, i'll tell it itadori. be here alone, sukuna.'

well, shall i do a part two with apologies? also sorry for kinda sad post.

[?] - pls corrent me if i used the wrong word.

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[i-cant-sing]

Baby Fushigoro would totaly try to eat the fishes in the sea. She tries to catch the fishes in those beach toys and when she gets it she runs to the uncle screaming like ' Uncle! I got lunch!'

Naoya had changed her into her hello kitty bathing suit, covered her in enough sunscreen to make her look like Casper the ghost and told her that she can play but stay close to the shore, just in his line of sight.

He sits down on the pool chair and opens up a beer, internally awing at how adorable you looked in those sparkly red, heart shaped sunglasses. You're busy making a sandcastle when you run back to Naoya.

"What?" He asked, pushing his own shades down to look at you.

You looked at him with a smile. "Do you know how to fish?"

"Why?"

"I wanna eat fish."

"The chef is preparing some he already has-"

"No, I want fresh fish! The ones you catch!"

Naoya scoffed before taking a sip of his beer. "No. That's too much trouble and I'm on vacation."

"You're only saying that because you don't know how to fish, aren't you?" Yes, even the youngest of the Zenin clan knew reverse psychology always worked on Naoya.

The man gave you sharp look. "You're the only one here who doesn't know how to fish, since you know, you were poor. Lucky for you, you have me to teach you fishing. Come along, poverty child. I'll show you just how easy it is to fish!"

But with his luck, Naoya isn't able to catch a singe fish. So when he feels the reader's eyes on him, his immediate strategy is to place the blame on the bait/fishing rod, claiming that he does better with a spear. He tells you to stay put while he goes and gets the spear from the weapon room.

But when he comes back, his jaw hits the floor as he sees baby reader holding a salmon that is half her size, flapping about in her tiny arms while she laughs, saying "it tickles, Mr Fish! Stop it!" And as soon as she spots Naoya, she's running towards him with this giant ass fish in still flapping about, almost tripping and falling face first, but you manage.

"You're right, Uncle Naoya! Fishing is easy!"

"You- you caught a salmon, with your bare hands?"

"Oh this is a salmon? Well what's that other one called that I put in the bucket?" You said, pointing to your little sand bucket.

Naoya peeks at it and his eyes widen. "YOU CAUGHT AN EEL?! Y/N ARE YOU OKAY?"

You were confused why he was checking you for injuries. "Yes, why wouldn't I be? I mean, it buzzed a little but it calmed down when I petted it! Its so cute!"

Naoya thinks he's gonna have a heart attack. That buzz you're talking about- its electrical current! He's just silently thanking whatever cursed energy you have that protected you.

"I'll go catch more fish for dinner too-" "NO! STRICTLY FORBIDDEN FROM GOING TO THE WATERS NOW!"

You pouted, not understanding why he was stopping you.

Maybe he's just jelly. Oh! Jelly Fish! Maybe you'll find one after you sneak after your room at night. Hehe.

[letstalkaboutfandomsbaby]

Let's get this shit out of the way.

Aizawa doesn't fuck, he makes love.

Yes, the entire fandom automatically sees him as "kinky" and a god in sex but no. Aizawa is slow and delicate.

He adores your body, as if praying with all his heart. He can worship your body for hours, for fucking hours. Every inch of you. He never hesitates to show you that he loves you. He never dives into the action without kissing you over and over.

If you have more hairy parts than normal (like your tummy, face) or darker areas on your body or your body is covered with various scars, moles etc. this guy doesn't care at all. He loves you as a whole. He doesn't even understand why you doubt yourself.

He runs his big hands and thick fingers over your body, squeezing and holding your chubby parts while whispering to your skin how beautiful and attractive you are to erase the question marks from that beautiful head and he never gets bored with it. His hairy body on your sensitive body, how can I explain this delicious feeling? Girl, he can spend hours, don't make me repeat myself.

I'm not even going to tell you how he enjoys grabbing your chubby pussy and running his fingers over your fat, wet lips. Eating you like his last meal, hearing those sweet voices coming out of your half-open mouth echoing in his ears, pouring all your delicious water into his mouth, trapping him with your thick and soft thighs, the red on your plump cheeks, the sweat running down your forehead and between your breasts, your taste, your scent, your tears... Oh boy this is what this man lives for and you have no idea.

You are perfect, you are beautiful, you are an angel. You are the subtle but warm sunlight that enters his harsh and cold world. Against all his muscles and hard corners of his body, your chubby tummy, thighs, cheeks, lips, cunt.

He calculates his every move according to your taste. He feels your velvety walls wrap around his thick cock as he asks you if it feels good or if you are okay. Ah, he might even kill someone for that feeling.

He wants to sink into you, bury himself into you and doesn't move an inch from there. He's holding you tight, as if you'd disappear if he let go. The marks of your hands on his back, your teeth on his shoulder... ALL!! This man wants it. He's crazy about you, and the love and admiration he feels sometimes even scares him.

Goosebumps all over your and his body every time he pushes, every time his hips gently kiss your groin. He wants to drink all your moans with a kiss, to keep you only for himself, to hug, kiss, make love.

This man adores you and your body. Never doubt him or yourself. Maybe he's not good with words, but he wants to show you with his looks, touches, actions, kisses.

Please be patient, because he needs you.

BABE PLEASE, YOU'RE HITTING ALL MY FAV THOUGHTS: HAIRY ZAWA, CHUBBY FEM READER, BODY WORSHIP, HOLY FUCK WHAT AM I GONNA DO WTF

Aizawa, the quiet, aloof pro hero who everyone thinks must be into kinky sex bc it's always the quiet ones, isn't it? But they're wrong, they're so so wrong.

Aizawa, who rarely gets attached because he knows how poorly things could turn out, falling head over heels in love with chubby fem reader. You're so kind, so pure, so soft. He finds himself thinking of you at the most inopportune moments, most of the time leading him to take matters into his own hands and relieve the frustrations that your image has caused.

Aizawa, who you always viewed as calm, cool, and collected, stumbling over his words as he asks you out to dinner, his neck a bright crimson as he buries himself into his capture weapon.

Aizawa falling for you more and more as the days go on, admiring your looks, heart swelling when he notices your cute little habits.

Aizawa who has no clue what the future holds, but he prays that you'll be by his side for many years to come.

Aizawa getting hard the first time you suggest having sex. Just the thought of taking you in such a way has him desperate.

Aizawa agreeing to take the next step and be intimate with you.

Aizawa taking his sweet time with foreplay, his hands barely touching your frame, lips taking control and teasing yours.

Aizawa pulling your clothes off of you like he's unwrapping a gift, wanting to savor every second and ingrain it into his memory.

Aizawa squeezing every inch his hands can reach, marveling at how soft your plush skin is, gasping each time you whine when he touches your chubby bits.

Aizawa wondering if he's died and gone to heaven once he kneels down between your legs, spreading your chubby pussy lips apart. He dives in without warning, lapping up your essence, fingertips digging into the flesh of your thighs as he tastes you.

Aizawa who doesn't let you go until he's had his fill, drinking up every last drop of cum until his mouth is thick and sticky.

Aizawa slipping his cock into you slowly, savoring how you squeeze his dick inch by inch. He's trying to memorize how you feel, worried that this will be the only time he'll be able to savor you.

Aizawa grinding his hips into you slow, arms caging your head, forehead pressed against yours. Soft whimpers fall from your lips as he mumbles praises, as if he's worshiping a deity.

Aizawa treated you like the world's most prized possession because, in his eyes, you are.

Aizawa constantly asking if you're okay, if you're alright, if this feels good, if you're satisfied.

Aizawa almost begging to cum inside you, desperate to fill you up and feel what it's like to drown your cunt in his fluids.

Aizawa pressing his hips flush to yours once he cums, arms wrapped tightly around your waist. He stays inside for a while after, having you warm his cock as he praises your performance in bed.

Aizawa who runs a warm bath and brings you water, maybe a snack if he worries that he over exerted you.

Aizawa who feels like his heart will burst once the two of you crawl into bed and you mutter "I love you" before you drift off.

Aizawa, who never thought he could love someone, realizing that he's madly in love with you and eager to show his feelings.

Aizawa who would die for you at a moment's notice, not caring about the consequences as long as you're safe.

Aizawa who is so in love with you that if he were attacked and killed the very next day, would die the happiest man in the world.

[sorceress-marie]

Would you?

by sorceress-marie

stephen strange x f!reader

summary :: Hormones and pizza don't go well together. But whining to Stephen may help.

genre :: fluff, comfort

warnings :: no major warnings, mentions of food, periods

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"Stepheeeen?" (Y/n) whined, dragging the last vowels or the sorcerer’s name.

"Yes, sweetheart" he answered, not bothered enough to take his eyes off the ancient text he was studying.

The girl took a look at him, hesitating for a moment. She looked down at her feet, thinking.

"Would you still love me if I get fat?" she asked him, quieter than when she was calling for him moments ago.

"What? Where is all that coming from?" Stephen responded, his voice laced with concern. He turned his full attention to her now and swiftly raised his gaze to look at her, only to be met with her in pajamas, munching in a piece of pizza.

The sorcerer laughed at her state, finding it cute enough that she kept eating that piece of pizza, while obviously feeling guilty about it.

"Yes, laugh at me. I know, I look stupid and completely ridiculous right now." she stated, slowly taking another bite at the end.

Stephen giggled at her cuteness, but tried to contain himself so that he could calm her down. "No baby, you don't look stupid, you're actually really cute like that" he remarked, still smiling.

"You're just saying that. Clearly, I'm a piece of pizza away from being fat" she kept going, a pout evident on her lips.

"Then why are you still eating that pizza?"

"So you agree with me?"

"(Y/n) , baby, no, you look beautiful, as always. A piece of pizza won't make a difference" he replied calmly, with a genuine smile on his face.

"It's not only the pizza though! I've had a whole bag of peanut m&m's, a Nutella sandwich, a bowl of chocolate cereal and another three slices of pizza. If I keep going I'll end up looking like a pig, I swear!" she cried, sniffling at the end.

"And why did you eat all of that?" he questioned, still finding the situation funny.

"Because..." she paused. "Well because of the hormones. And well, we went grocery shopping and everything was just staring at me, begging me to eat it. You know I love chocolate..." she whined, crossing her arms in front of her chest and looking away in guilt.

"And you still haven't answered my question..." she continued.

"I feel like it's a trick question" he reasoned, his stupid smile still plastered on his face.

"No, you're just avoiding it because I'd be too ugly and you-"

"Of course I'll still love you stupid, beauty isn't measured by a scale. You could eat another 15 slices right now and I'll still love you regardless." he cut her off, taking a few steps closer and wrapping his arms around her.

"Don't say stuff like that when I'm on my period, I'm gonna cry again" she sniffled, hugging him back.

Stephen let a quiet laugh escape his lips, and looked down at her lovingly, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

"Don't ask questions like that. You're allowed to have cravings, and besides, that's why we bought all the snacks." he spoke softly.

"I wanted to start eating healthier though. This is unfair" she reasoned, huffing at the end.

"You can start eating healthier next week. Enjoy your chocolates for now."

"But I'll look like-"

"No, you won't look like a pig. You'll still be the most beautiful girl I've ever met" he reassured, placing a small kiss on her forehead.

She finally smiled back at him, hugging him tighter. Yes, maybe she's allowed to enjoy her chocolate cravings for this week.

"I haven't had dinner yet. Would you have some Chinese take out?" he proposed, breaking the silence.

"No, I just told you I've eaten so much today." (Y/n) protested.

Stephen didn't answer, but instead gave her his signature look, almost like he wasn't convinced that she wouldn't have Chinese for dinner. He smirked and raised an eyebrow before asking again.

"Are you sure?"

There was a moment of silence before (Y/n) sighed in defeat.

"The usual. Just for this week"

The sorcerer smiled and reached to order, hoping that after all the teriyaki chicken and spring rolls he wouldn't have to deal with a whiny, hormonal but cute girlfriend.