#y’all got my wheels turning for them again!!!

[naturesapphic]

Billie’s Passenger Princess

Billie eilish x fem!reader

Warnings: smut, fingering, oral, arm biting, tongue sucking, belt riding, dominant Billie, sub reader

A/n: 1585 words bro. I worked hard asf on this. THIS TOOK ME AN HOUR YALL BETTER LIKE, COMMENT, REPOST ANYTHING please 🤭🥺

The sun was setting when you and Billie were out driving. Y’all just came back from dinner and the both of you were just driving around deciding to wait before going home. Billie was dancing around in the drivers seat while you were singing along with her, dancing along with her. You were wearing a cute little light blue sundress while Billie had on a baggy white t-shirt, baggy pants along with her favorite black and white cap that she always wears.

The song changed to a slower and more sensual type song and you knew it started to affect billie and yourself. Billies hand went over to your leg and made its way up to your soft plush thighs she loves so much. You blush and look over to see billie driving with one hand and using her knee to help. She stopped at a stop light and looked over at you with her sunglasses on, looking up and down at you. You saw her bite her bottom lip and slowly have her hand go up into your inner thigh.

“You’re so pretty mamas…” she rasped out as the light turned and she hit on the gas to go. You felt your face blush at the nickname and compliment she gave you. Her hand went higher as her fingers started playing with your lace panties, letting her hand go inside and start playing with your clit. You gasped at the feeling of her ring covered fingers rubbing your pussy and you threw your head back at the pleasure. “Take these off for me mamas..” billie demanded softly and you quickly obeyed her by reaching down and removing your now ruined underwear. You threw them in the back seat and Billies hand quickly went back to where they were.

“Can you put your legs up to your chest and have your seat lay back some princess?” Billie asked you as she keeps her eyes on the road, occasionally letting her knee take control of the wheel from time to time. You do what Billie says and put your knees up to your chest, revealing your bare soaking wet pussy to your girlfriend who was drooling at this point. You also let the seat back some to give Billie some room to do whatever she wanted to you. Billie put her arm back over to you and started rubbing on your pussy again which made you start biting on your bottom lip harshly. “Mmm…you feel so good babygirl…so wet and warm…” billie commented and you felt your face heat up again. “Please b-billie…” you begged her, you weren’t sure what but you just needed her to do something.

Billie chuckled and inserted her index finger into your pulsating hole, your walls instantly swallowing her finger. Your girlfriend bit her lip and added another finger, her fingers going deeper and deeper. You grabbed onto her arm and moaned into it, slightly nibbling on her skin to keep yourself from moaning loudly. You could hear how wet you were with billies fingers pounding into you and you got embarrassed on that but Billie seemed to love it. Billie added another fingers which in total were three fingers buried deep inside of you. She was finger fucking you like there was no tomorrow and soon your legs were shaking and you were biting onto her arm. “Come on baby. Cum for me. Cum all over my hand sweet girl.”

She said as you arched your back and let out a pornographic moan as you cummed all over her hand but it didn’t stop there. You started squirting and did it all over her hand and on the dash board of her car. Billie wasn’t even mad that your juices were all over her car, in fact, she was mesmerized. She pulled her fingers out of you and put them in her mouth, moaning instantly at your sweet taste. You sat there breathing heavily and trying to compose yourself while Billie was happily sucking on her fingers. “Fuck. You taste so good. I need more.” She stated and pulled over to a deserted parking lot where the only light there was was dimly lit street lamps. Billie put dragon in park and laid her seat all the way back. “Sit on my face baby.”

She demanded and you felt your eyes widen at her. “W-what? Baby we are in public!” You said as you nervously looked around. “Baby…you weren’t worried about that when I was pounding my fingers into you.” She said bluntly and you blushed at that, realizing that she was right, plus she parked in a abandoned parking lot, no one is here, it’s completely dead silent and no signs of life anywhere. You shakily went over and sat on her stomach and billies hand immediately went to your hips. Billie licked her lips and helped you sit on her face and when your soaking pussy was on her mouth, she dived in. She took your clit between her lips and starting sucking the life out of it. You moaned out and leaned forward a bit, covering billies face with your dress. “F-fuck..!” You moaned as Billie was nibbling, bitting, flicking her tongue, and sucking on your clit like it was the best lollipop in the world.

She then guided her tongue further down until it was at your pulsating hole and plunged it in, making you yell out at the sensation. Billie licked all in your velvet walls and can feel it pulsating which made her smirk as you grab onto her hair since her hat fell off a while ago. You rode her face as her hands were massaging your ass like it was a stress toy. Her tongue went even deeper to where she was curling her tongue so she could hit your g-spot which she did successfully. Your thighs started to shake again like last time and Billie could feel your walls clenching around her tongue so she had to use her jaw to really put the work in and make her precious girl cum. Not long after, her hard work paid off and you closed your eyes tightly as you came hard all in her mouth and all over her face.

Billie hummed in approval and used her warm tongue to clean you of your juices. You whimpered and tapped the top of her head a few times to get her to stop to which she immediately did and helped you off her face and onto her lap. “I love your tongue and your fingers. I just love you in general.” You said panting. Billie giggled at your words and held you close in her arms, her hands going down to your plump ass and starts to rub it gently. “I love you more mamas. And just know I’ll gladly make you cum anytime. Even in dragon.” She said winking at you which made you chuckle at her horniess. You stop laughing and look up in her ocean eyes and get lost in them until her plump glistening lips are hovering over yours. She places her lips on yours and deepens the kiss quickly making your head spin. You start to slowly grind on her black bulky belt and you felt her smirk into the kiss, slightly breaking it.

“Can you give me one more babygirl?” She asked and you nodded, fully starting to grind your pussy onto her belt. She grabbed onto your ass more and started to help your grind better on her. Billie took one of her hands off your ass and places it on your throat, slightly squeezing it and lifting it up to her face as she captures your lips in hers once again. You opened your mouth slightly to give her access to your mouth and she immediately gliding her tongue in, dominating you as always. You moaned louder when you were almost close to cumming and when she started sucking on your tongue, some salvia started coming out at the corner of y’all’s mouths and down yalls chins. Soon enough, you came hard on her belt and on her lap making her pull away from the kiss and lick her lips. “You made a mess on me everywhere today sweetheart but I wouldn’t want it any other way.” She said winking at you at the end making you hide your face in her plump chest.

She wiped her chin that was covered in your cum and salvia as she grabbed your face softly and started wiping away at your chin and mouth, causing you to break out into a smile at how thoughtful she was towards you. “I love you bils…” you whispered and she smiled as she pulls the seat belt over y’all and buckles it. “I love you more sweet girl. Go ahead and rest. It’s a thirty minute drive home and I know I exhausted you so go ahead and sleep. I’ll wake you up when we get there.” She said softly as she starts dragons engine and pulls out of the parking lot. You nodded against her chest and falls asleep on top of her while one hand is on the steering wheel while her other hand is busy running her fingers through your hair. You fell into a deep sleep on top of your loving sexy ass girlfriend.

A/n: this shit literally took me AN HOUR please repost, like, and comment. 🙏🏻 remember to stay hydrated and to rest. I love y’all :)

[chrollohearttags]

influencer (y/n) asking eren if she should get a BBL and weight loss surgery because somebody said you looked fat in the comments and now he responding with videos of him giving you back shots and the ass rippling against him, talm bout “it looks perfect to me.” 🤦🏾‍♀️🤦🏾‍♀️ and when you finish, he slaps your ass, sparks up his blunts and tells you not to ask him no stupid shit like that ever again.

[satrs]

Ride of your life!

Requested by anon ↳ ❝ [...Chigiri and Kunigami? Threesome? But separate can work too! Just…just need something new for my kings ] ¡! ❞

✎ A/N; Hihi nonnie! decided to add some other guys to this, since I still got a ryu and oli brainrot <3. Hope u like it, enjoy!

SYNOPSIS; car rides with them.

TAGS; ADULT CONTENT(18+). MDNI. NSFW CONTENT.

Risky driving(do NOT do this shi y’all, drive safe) car s€x. Unprotected intercourse. oral (->fem). Established relationships. Semi public s€x (shidou). Oral( ->male). Mutual masturbation(Kunigami). Petnames(pretty, princess, cutie). Dirtytalk.

FEATURING; chigiri, kunigami, shidou, oliver x fem!reader

WK; 1.9k

CHIGIRI HYOMA

He'll never pass on an opportunity to ride shotgun. Especially when you're driving.

You never fail to make his boxers get tight when you reach over the stick shift, soft fingers teasingly brushing across his growing bulge. The red haired is always quick to brush your hand off in a hurry, scolding you to focus on the road.

If he was being honest, he would love nothing more than to just yank your head down to his cock and let your hot mouth work wonders on him. But he obviously can't do that right now. It's way to hazardous. You know that, right?

The car comes to an halt on the red light an he notices your bottom lip caught between your teeth, a malevolent grin tugging on your lips. Chigiri has barely any time to react, your hand already eager to loosen his belt. "F-fuck, stop it. You're driving-" He cuts himself of with a shaky breath once your fingers sneak down his pants and tug his raging boner out, thumb quick to brush across his leaking tip.

You giggle at his reaction, "Stop being such a killjoy and just relax." You look at him through your lashes, eyes swiftly glancing at the red light before you lower your head, one hand still prominent on the wheel. You suck his swollen tip while swiping your tongue along his sensitive slit, causing him to jolt in his seat.

He drops the protest, mouth hanging open as his eyes squeeze shut in bliss, pushing his head into the headrest with gritted teeth.

And he can feel your smirk against him, his lip swiping along his dried lips for moisture.

"Such a fuckin' tease", he breathes out, fingers tangling into your hair until he detects your gag, your throat contracting around his length. He chokes out a moan, hips bucking up into your mouth until his eyes shoot open, realization hitting him.

Hand still stroking the top of your head, he glances onto the road, noticing the yellow light threatening to turn green at any second. "S-shit!"

He yanks your head off of his length, your hazy eyes trying to adjust to the front. To his solace you're swift with your movements, quick to gain control of your senses as you push on the gas, setting the car in motion.

His heart still rapidly beating in shock and excitement, he lets out a sigh of relief, starring daggers into your side right after.

You drunkenly smirk at him, spit dripping down your chin. His dick jumps in delight at the sight. "Oh come on. Admit it, you like the thrill."

Your absent hand coming up to wipe the access saliva off your face, biting back a laugh as you continue driving, acting oblivious to the scene playing next to you.

He breathes out a laugh, hand moving up to get loose hair out of his face. "Alright, pretty. Why don’t you finish what you started, hmm?“

With that you flash him a cheeky grin, steering the wheel to the next best parking opportunity, halting it.

And as he adjusts his exposed hips on the seat, you lick your lips in delight, arching your back over the console to swallow his needy cock right back into your mouth.

„Atta girl.“ His posture relaxes with your bopping movements, hand finding comfort on the top of your head again, encouraging you to take him deeper.

„Justttt like that. Nice and deep.“

KUNIGAMI RENSUKE

He picks you up, opens the passenger’s seat up for you, get back to the driver’s seat and rests his hand on you plush thighs the entire ride. It’s habitual at this point.

He might even lets his hand travel up a little, caressing your exposed stomach in a loving manner., not failing to flatter you with his never ending compliments.

You found yourself an endless charmer, ready to do anything and everything to see that smile he oh-so loved lighting up his life.

But even he can't help but let the filthy concept of lust cloud his mind. And one thing's for sure - he's not one to shy away from telling you.

"You look so gorgeous right now", his hand is resting on your thigh, goosebumps covering your skin once his thumb soothingly brushes over your groin, "wish I could have you right now", he breathes, auburn eyes burning the image of you further into his mind.

"Who's stopping you?" It's almost a quiet whisper that you return, thigh flexing as you await an reaction. And you receive a clear message once his hand spanks over the naked skin of your thigh, soft hand rubbing over the red imprint in apology.

"Be a good girl and get ready for me back there yeah?" Sharp chin motioning you to make headway.

Within a blink of an eye you're already behind him, spread open with your sopping panties on display. "Oh?", his eyes widen at the sight, hand struggling to get rid of his belt, frustrated at the tightness of his pants, "All ready and needy for me. Ain't that right, princess?"

You cage your lip between your teeth, eagerly nodding at him. Your hands travel down your thighs, slowly putting up a show for the man.

He groans once your hand reaches your drenched panties, outline of your needy heat visible. The orange haired was about to loose his mind, hips unconsciously bucking up into nothingness once he'd undone his belt- only obstacle being his boxers.

You giggle, visibly amused by his action. It doesn't take long for you to push your panties to the side, your eyes shooting up at his face once an almost animalistic growl rings your ears.

Dick already stiff on full display, his hand wraps around the aching length once your fingers play with your folds, teasing him. He lets out a curse under his breath once you push past your entrance, hole swallowing your fingers with ease.

With each twist of his hand he reaches further and further into bliss. The sight of your sobbing cunt on full display, fingers buried into the hilt made him a sound similar to a whimper, fighting the urge to not throw his head back in bliss, to scared he might miss something.

He paces his movements with the speed of your fingers, eyes wandering between your pussy and your face, trying to soak in every tiny motion of yours.

The hand around his dick tightens once he notices your walls tightening around your shaky fingers as you struggle to hit the spot inside of you he could reach in a whiff.

He swallows thickly, hips bucking up into his hand as he imagines his needy cock in replacement of your inexpert fingers. He's got to be inside of you right now, or he might actually die.

"Don't you wanna come back and fuck me, ren'?", you tease, wiggling your hips up to edge him on further. And he bites on.

A snicker leaves the mans lips, upper body turning in his seat to climb to the back in a swift motion. "Yeah? Want me to fuck you?"

Before you could return a sneaky remark, he's already hovering above you, broad chest blocking your view.

"Such a fuckin' tease. Gonna shape you just right for my cock."

SHIDOU RYUSEI

You're familiar with shidous various fixations. But there was one thing you were always rather dubious about - his obsession with fucking you in public.

Obviously, it was rather risky, some might even say mindless to perform such act out in the open - but not him. He didn't care about passerbys seeing the both of you in such a state, hell- he even wanted them to see. He longed for them to see him have you- claim you as his.

"C'monnnn, cutie", he breaks contact from your neck for a brief moment, hand still firmly kneading your behind. "It's damn near empty in here. No one'll see." His deserted hand moves swiftly to reveal his hard on raging against his boxers, rubbing up into your thigh to relief some tension.

You hesitate, hand reaching for the hood of the car to balance yourself. "M' not sure, ryu." Your eyes scan the dark parking lot around you and indeed- it was empty. Besides some parked cars in the distance. it was pitch black, the middle of the night, not a soul but you two around, the dim lights around you slightly illuminating your figures. "What if someone comes?"

He clicks his tongue, mouth still attached to your neck, as he propped one of your legs up the hood, granting him further access to your heat. "Ain't nobody comin' round here at this time", he hikes your dress up just above your belly button, quick to move your panties to the side. You bite your lip at the sudden hit of cold air.

"Besides", his hand places a quick slap to your pussy, "we can just pull that short ass dress of your back down in a whiff, baby. No need to worry."

Your hands fly up his shoulders, clawing into his jacked as you whine. "F-fine. But"- before you can comprehend his movements, his fat head already hangs heavy onto your clit, causing you to bite back a moan.

"Huh? You said sum'?", he teases as he eases himself inside of you, thick length stretching your walls as you clamp down on him, earning a hiss from the man as he begins a steady pace, pelvic brushing against your bud with each push of his hips.

"Suckin' me in so well. Want me that deep, huh?" His movements pick up, his hands gripping your cheeks apart to hold you in place. He shamelessly moans into your mouth, swallowing your sounds in the process.

A gluttonal groan rumbles from his chest, movement of his hips flattering as he neared his release.

You can only cry out at his relentless pace, mind turning numb. "Ya like that? Hell yeahhh you do. You- fuck! Loveee it right?" Your nod is speedy, eyes scrunched up together in lust. "Yes ryu! Love when you f- fuck me real good."

An amused hum leaves him at that, smirk on his face still prominent as he speeds up, curve of his dick hitting your spot just right, causing you to yelp out at the sudden pleasure. "Yesyesss! R-right, right there!"

He could cum right there, just at the sight of your fucked out state. His hand reaches up, placing his fingers around your throat to pull you up to his level, magenta eyes devouring you like a hunter would his prey.

"U' better be on the pill cuz' 'm bouta beat this slutty pussy up."

OLIVER AIKU

Well he didn't expect ... this.

Yeah sure, he told you to put on something nice, since he'd take you out for dinner, but this dress even threw him off his seat.

It hugged your figure perfectly, almost like a second skin, the seductive color adoring your smooth skin, captivating his heterochromatic eyes with each sway of your delicate hips.

"Would ya' look at that", he whistles, eyes roaming over your body, leaned back against the car hood, watching you approach him in swift motion.

You do a small spin, giggling in the process. "Like it?", you ask rather rhetorical, biting back a grin once his hands find comfort on your hips.

He just clicks his tongue in response, finger inching down your dress, coming dangerously close to the end of your dress, fingertips brushing over your thigh.

The dinner can wait, he's got to have desert now.

With a soft pat to your rear, he leans off of the car, shiny canines exposed from his wide grin. "Move that pretty ass to the back. Gonna eat ya reallll good."

You feel your lower belly pulsate at his raspy voice, leaning up to place a quick kiss to his cheek, before disappearing to the backseats.

Oliver followed suit, impatiently shutting the door behind him. You face him, excitement glinting behind your eyes as his hands snatch your heels, your dress riding up in the process.

His eyes flicker between your curious face and the lace covering your pussy that matched the color of your dress.

"Oli', we'll be late." He hushed you with a quick kiss to your hidden cunt, his thumb teasing your clit through your panties. "We got all the time of the word. Jus' relax and let me eat, would ya? M' starvin'."

And with that, he pushed your panties to the side, burying his face right into your heat. His tongue licks a long stripe along your vulva, earning an eager moan from you.

"O-oh." He continues his antics while his hands hold your hips in place, grunting into you once your hands tangle into his dark locks, pushing him further into your cunt. "s-so good , Oli'", you murmur, head throwing back as his tongue pushes past your entrance, slurping up your juices.

He makes out with your cunt, tongue spelling his name to your clit as his fingers replace his mouth on your entrance.

Your eyes roll to the back of your skull and you can feel his shit-eating grin against you.

He's so cocky, trying to hide the fact that his boxers are screwed tight against his hard cock, trying to ease the strain by bucking his hips into the seats. "Yeah? Feels good? 'f course it does.", he mumbles between your legs, fingers curling up inside of you.

You suck your stomach in, the pleasure roaming every inch of your body as you feel yourself nearing your release. "mmmhh- fuck! T-think I - I'm gonna cum- shit! R-right there, oli'!"

He speeds up his movements, sucking your click into his mouth while swirling his tongue around it, his fingers relentlessly massaging that gushy spot inside of you.

And once he feels your walls tightening around his digits, he retreats them, mouth covering your hole to catch your fluid inside of his mouth.

"Yeah, c'mon, pretty. Cum." His words are barely audible, but you still comply, back arching off the seats as you squirt inside his mouth, thighs clamping around his head to ride out your orgasm.

He swallows all of it, bruising tight grip still prominent on your hips. "That'ssss it."

The man doesn't stop, his hunger still not fulfilled as he continues to swirl his tongue through your folds, your heel digging into his back, legs shacking from the overstimulating pleasure.

"Ya can take one more. One more, then we'll go, I promise."

You sob, hands crawling into the leather beneath you, and you know, you'll probably skip dinner tonight.

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[bless-my-demons]

Redamancy: Chapter Twenty-Six

Series Summary: What happens when your soulmate is a vampire that struggles to maintain a diet of trying not to kill you? Common sense says run for the hills, nothing is worth your life - but my heart is whispering why not, what’s there to lose?

Warnings: Smidge of angst, but nothing really heavy tbh

Notes: This chapter is light, buuuut I promise I’ll make it up to y’all in the next chapter👀 Mother Emmett to the rescue😌

Word Count: 1215

Series Masterlist

• March 27th, 2006 • Forks HS •

Jasper

I skipped seventh period just like I skipped lunch, it hasn’t even been a week of space from her and I know I’d crumble under her gaze, her proximity. Whatever modicum of control I maintain is not enough to resist simply gravitating towards her.

Standing at my brother’s Jeep, I watch as my siblings exit the main school building along with the rest of our classmates. Why stay? Why not just run home once I decided to skip the class we share?

I have to see her, just a glance. Her scent has drifted around this fucking building all day and I’m a weak man.

Emmett, Rosalie, Alice, and I hang around our vehicles as Edward walks Isabella, my supernatural ability straining to feel any sliver of her emotions.

C’mon darlin’, I just need to lay my eyes on you for a few seconds.

Last year I would’ve written this desperation off as insanity, but she’s taken over my life and I’m tired of fighting it. I’m ready to give in, but she has to come to me on her own.

Finally, she’s walking at a fast clip, straight for her car across the parking lot with her eyes cast down and unfortunately we are not anywhere near that path.

Confusion, uncertainty, and a small inkling of sadness straightens my spine from where I was leaning against Emmett’s vehicle. A hand on my shoulder stops the half-step I take in her direction and I wheel on the person it’s attached to-

“Stay.” Emmett leaves no room for negotiation as he tosses Alice his keys and walks with a purpose in Y/n’s direction.

Frustration and possessiveness cloud my head, but I watch my girl with rapt attention.

My brother meets her passenger side door as she reaches her driver’s side door, both sliding into their respective seats at the same without a single word exchanged. She hesitates for only a second before cranking the vehicle and driving away. I don’t have to reach out to know there’s tension rolling off of her, it’s in the set of her beautiful mouth and the crinkle of her brow as she passes us on the way out of the parking lot.

Thankfully the parking lot is empty by this point, I’m not sure I could be brought to give a damn as I disappear into the woods to relieve this ache in my chest.

Reader

By the time I reach my house, I’m fuming. Why? I have no fucking idea, but Emmett hasn’t said a word the entire ride home. Maybe I’m on edge because Jasper was at school all day, but managed to avoid every single interaction he could possibly have with me.

I cut the engine and lean back in my seat, staring at the front door as the tension comes to a head.

“You got something to say-”

“Do you?” I turn and cut him off, unable to keep the sass from my tone.

His chuckle grates my nerves, “You’ve been ready to blow up all day, I’m here because I can take it. Talk to me.” The smile is gone in an instant with the last three words and it takes the wind out of my sails.

“I want him, but how do I know it won’t end the same? Nothing has changed-”

“Everything has changed, don’t you get that?” He angles his upper body to stare at me incredulously. “You’re his singer-”

“What if I wasn’t? What if I wasn’t anything special, Emmett? What if I was a normal girl?” The insecurities start to flow and I’m powerless to stop them.

“That only makes your blood irresistible to him,” he shakes his head and settles back into the seat again, “this is a conversation to have with him, Y/n. But just know that wouldn’t change anything.”

“You seem very sure of that, for someone who is not your brother.” My voice is small as rain droplets begin to splatter the windshield in a slow, mismatched pattern.

“He’s been with us for almost 60 years and I’ve never seen him like this, with anyone. You are the one and only exception, Jasper doesn’t let people in like he’s done with you.” Emmett’s golden eyes meet mine and they shine with sincerity, “This situation with you, it’s untreaded territory. Cut him some slack and hear him out, okay?”

“Did he send you to butter me up? Because it’s working.” I fidget with the peeling cuticle on my thumb, the light rain the only ambient sound.

“No, I just know my best friend needed me.”

Reader

I spent all weekend with Quil and it was much needed in order to get back to feeling somewhat normal. Hanging out with him silenced my near-constant thoughts of Jasper and I haven’t had a reprieve from those since the day I met him.

This weekend I realized, I don’t want to do this without him. I can’t do this without him, he’s too well ingrained. I’m his singer, his mate and he’s… he’s the center of my universe, the rhythm that pulses in my veins.

I won’t lie, I know our future is complicated - given our differing mortality, but if I want him, I have to accept that part of him. The dangerous part of him, the side that is driven to kill me on instinct, the side that can’t give me a future beyond a frozen one. I have to love the not-so-glamorous parts of this man too, because love doesn’t get to pick and choose what’s convenient or even comfortable.

Talking to Emmett also made me realize that that doesn’t scare me like it used to. I’ve been to hell - I know what it’s like without him, I know what it’s like to be empty, to lay my heart bare and be left hanging because I wasn’t actually ready to understand him, I was just scared to lose him. Six months ago I wasn’t ready for the ugly side of what it means to be with a vampire, I was naive to think I could ignore it. To think that I could play it safe - that as long as I didn’t put a label on what was transpiring between us, we could stay in this limbo where nothing bad could go wrong.

But then the worst happened and we didn’t have a single chance in hell to survive the aftermath.

I have to talk to him. He has to know how I feel, what I want, what I need. That I need him.

• March 27th, 2006 • Cullen Residence •

Jasper

“Dude, you gotta talk to her.”

Looking up from my most recent sketch, I spy a slightly damp Emmett leaning inside my bedroom door.

“She needs space to figure out-”

“You’ve given her space, times up. Get your girl already.” Slapping the door frame lightly to emphasize his point, he continues down the hallway to his room.

Sliding my sketchbook away on my desk and leaning back in my chair, I huff a breath and stare at the ceiling. Has a week been long enough? I don’t want to rush her in to anything before she’s ready, lord knows I couldn’t handle her rejection if she’s not.

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SUNS OUT BUNS OUT!

shidou ryusei x fem. reader

wc: 1.8k

warnings: public sex, lots of teasing from shidou, creampie, unprotected sex, exhibitionism, there’s a huge risk of getting caught, guest appearance at the end (I’m sure y’all can guess who), degradation, filthy dirty talk, mention of pet play (VERY BRIEF)

synopsis: your boyfriend can never control himself when you wear sundresses

a/n: this is for the lovely @saintshiba’s sundress szn collab!!! thank you for letting me join and check out all the other amazing pieces!!

Shidou loved this time of the year. It was warm out, there were more things to do that were fun but there was something that outweighed it all.

Seeing you in a pretty sundress he bought for you.

He felt like a rabid dog whenever he saw you in a sundress, it brought out this overwhelming desire that he couldn’t quell until he got his hands on you.

Today was one of the days where one of the sundresses he bought you would come in handy. He planned a picnic date in the park and since it was going to be warm, a thin sundress was just the perfect attire.

You could almost applaud your boyfriend’s efforts of remaining calm and not succumbing to the temptation for most of the date. You two were able to get through most of your food before his loving glances turned into hunger filled looks, his gentle grazes of his fingers turned into teasing touches. His fingers traveled under the hem of your dress and slowly lifted the skirt up but you quickly moved to swat his hand away.

“Oh come on, can’t I see what color panties my sexy girlfriend is wearing?” He batted his long eyelashes at you and went back to what he was doing. You swatted his hand away again and glared at him. “Ryu, we’re in the middle of the park where there’s people walking around. I’m not letting you lift my dress so you can look at my panties.” As if you summoned them on cue, an elderly couple walked past on the walkway near where you two were and glanced over at you two with soft smiles.

“But why not? I’ve been good this whole time so let me get what I want. I know you love the risk just as much as I do. Plus it’s not like I’m fucking you in the middle of the park, if we move a few feet back, we’ll practically be invisible to any passerby. Remember the dressing room a few weeks ago or the ferris wheel last week? We didn’t get caught then.”

Heat rose to your cheeks and bloomed between your legs as you thought about both past events. He wasn’t wrong, you two didn’t get caught surprisingly. But now there was just more of a risk. You didn’t want to get arrested for public indecency but now that he put the thought in your head, you couldn’t deny yourself.

It was as if he could see the gears turning in your head. He helped you to your feet and messily collected all the picnic gear and brought it to the area he was talking about. You followed quickly behind and sat down on the checkered blanket once he set it out again. “So what do you say? I promise we won’t get caught and I won’t be loud at all.” He waited for your response and once you nodded he took your hand in his and pulled you down to sit with him. “But Ryu, if we get caught I will kill you.” He chuckled at your warning and pulled you close to him, “I love when you give me those empty threats. But if you kill me then you’ll just find another guy in the future and you’ll just have boring sex, that’s not exhilarating at all.”

You rolled your eyes and climbed onto his lap, he wrapped an arm around your middle while his free hand traveled up your legs and his fingers grazed your covered slit. “You know, for someone who doesn’t want to get caught you’re fucking soaked.” He chuckled and pressed two of his fingers against your covered clit when you opened your mouth to reply to his comment. Instead of the words of a sentence, what left you was a gasp of his name. “Sorry baby I just want you even wetter for me.” He rubbed your clit over your panties a few times and chuckled when you bucked your hips. “Ryu, stop teasing me.” You whined and looked back at him with a pout, he always did this both in public and in the privacy of your shared home. He would always drag everything out as much as possible whenever it came to him fucking you. He always said that he couldn’t help it, he just loved seeing you get so desperate and needy for him.

His cock was throbbing in his shorts as he continued to toy with your pussy. His fingers moved up and down your cotton covered slit. Just teasing you as he pressed his fingertips against your hungry entrance, just feeling you gush and soak your panties more with your juices. After a few more motions he pulled your panties to the side and slipped just one finger inside you and your greedy walls practically sucked it inside. “Oh poor thing, your poor needy pussy was just calling for more attention. Oh don’t worry, I’ll fill her up with what she really needs.” He cooed in your ear as he slowly started pumping his finger. You whined and bucked your hips up into his hand, trying to get more friction from him. You leaned back against him and your pretty lips formed another pout. “Ryu, please give me your cock. I need it so badly. Please Ryu, please give it to me.”

You knew you sounded pathetic at this point but you could care less. The ache that was burning between your legs was just too much and you needed something to soothe it. “Shh shh, you’re whining so much. I told you I’m getting you ready for my cock but you’re just a needy little bitch in heat aren’t you? Just yapping and whining away until you get what you need. I should get you a pretty collar to wrap around your neck and a cute leash if you want to be my puppy.” He licked up the side of your neck and gently bit your earlobe before he pulled away from you and released his cock from the confines of his shorts.

It was throbbing and a thick bead of precum dribbled from the head and traveled down his cock. He dropped his head and spit on his cock then he quickly lifted you and helped you sink down on his cock. He had to bite down on his bottom lip to suppress the guttural groan that was threatening to escape. “Shit, Ryu!” You gasped as you sank down completely and he clamped his hand over your mouth. You felt his breath on your ear as you started grinding against him, too impatient to wait any longer. “Didn’t you just complain about the risk of getting caught? And you’re here moaning and whimpering like a fucking pornstar. You’re making think that you want to get caught, that you want this entire park to watch me fuck this messy cunt. Is that what you want? You want the entire park to see me slut you out?”

You shook your head and your words were muffled by his hand. “Hm? What’s that? I can’t really hear you.” He teased and wrapped his free arm around you and started bouncing you on his cock. Any protests to his earlier statement were silenced and turned into cries and moans of pleasure. He groaned and grunted in your ear as your pussy clenched and coiled around his cock. “My dirty little slut, just fucking clenching my cock like you need it to survive. Is that it? Do you need my cock more than air baby?” You just gave a nod as you continued to bounce on his cock, letting your body take over and coherent thoughts. He sloppily kissed and licked along your neck and he kept his hand clamped over your mouth. The hand that was wrapped around your middle went up and groped your tits through your dress, he quickly found your perky nipples and pulled on them. You clenched around him tighter and brought one of your hands down to rub your clit, the action added to the tightening coil in the pit of your stomach.

“Oh my little slut is gonna cum, you’re just getting tighter around me fuck. Don’t worry baby, just let go for me and I’ll fill you up with cum. I’ll fill this needy cunt with cum right here in this park.” You started rubbing your clit faster and your legs started trembling as he started thrusting up into you. You threw your head back against his shoulder and let out a muffled cry against his hand as you came undone. He groaned as your pussy tightened around his cock and all it took was a few more thrusts before he started filling you with cum. He dropped his hand from your mouth and both of his hands gripped your hips to grind you against his cock and once his cock stopped twitching he lifted you off his cock.

He quickly moved to cover your pussy with your panties then pushed his cock back in his shorts. “Fuck baby, that was fun wasn’t it? Don’t you feel the adrenaline rush?” You leaned back against him and shook your head. “You’re gonna be the death of me you heathen. Now come on, let’s go back home.” He nodded and you both packed up everything and made your way back to the parking lot. Just as you two were just mere feet away from your car there was a familiar redhead.

“Mr. Child Prodigy! You’ve been ignoring my texts to hang out and now you’re here when we’re leaving. You’re making me think that you’re avoiding us.” And by the deadpan stare on Sae’s face you knew he was partially right.

“I’m not avoiding you both, Ryusei. I’m only avoiding you.” His teal eyes traveled from your boyfriend to you and they scanned your body. They traveled down your body and stopped at your legs, specifically your thighs that weren’t covered by your dress. “But maybe we should schedule something soon, looks like you two have plenty of fun.” Sae’s eyes went back up your body and met your boyfriend’s gaze. It was like the two shared a silent exchange of words and finally Ryusei spoke up. “Sounds good, you have my number. Now I need to take this one home, I hope to hear from you soon.”

With that, Ryusei led you back to the car while Sae continued on his run and you looked up to see a wide smirk on your boyfriend’s face. You furrowed your eyebrows and opened your mouth to question him but he beat you to the punch, “I packed some extra napkins in the glove box, I’ll clean you up before we get in the car.” You furrowed your eyebrows more and looked down, you didn’t have anything on your dress and you know you didn’t have anything on your face but as you looked lower you saw a trail of his cum make its way down your thighs.

Your eyes widened at the sight and all your boyfriend could do was laugh. “It’s okay, this little ‘accident’ will lead to something exhilarating, I just know it.”

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[goldenfigtree]

Lipstick Smudges

Part 1 of 3

Summary: Leon attends your engagement party to support you despite his repressed feelings for you.

Pairing: Leon Kennedy x FemReader

Warning: fluff

A/N: Tried something a little different from my usual writing but I hope y’all enjoy lemme know what y’all think :)

Part two is right here: Part Two

The car radio made up for the silence in Leon’s jeep as his knuckles tightened around the steering wheel.

He couldn’t believe he was doing this. But then again, how could he not? You practically begged him to come, he was your closest friend after all.

Friend.

He hated when she used the word, yet couldn’t really blame her. It was technically his fault for not toughening up and confessing. Leon’s communication skills strike again and now here he was, driving to your engagement party in his best suit, his hair slicked back. He remembered you saying that you liked how it looked on him once. Your voice softly echoes in his brain as he recalls this memory,

“I like your hair like that, really brings out your eyes”

Your smile inks into his memory. What he would do to make you smile like that again. Like he was the only one in the world.

Somehow, these thoughts thread together like a spiderweb, at its center the sentence:

Maybe, just maybe there’s still hope.

It was impossible to forget that little twinkle in your eye when he walked into the room, the smile that outdid all the sunrises he witnessed in his lifetime, the laugh that made his heart flutter with every ripple of tone.

He tightens his grip on the steering wheel, knuckles white. Shaking his head, his pupils retreat to a smaller size. He knew he couldn’t do that to you. It would be unfair, selfish. But God, he wanted you all for himself. It’s barely the car ride there and he’s already wanting this engagement party to end.

Once he parked his car, he made his way to the ivy covered villa with windows projecting a yellow glow. He could already hear the cheerful congratulations and cheers to the happy couple, his stomach churned at the sound of them. He was only a second away from entering when a familiar face swung the door open and turned to him in a bit of surprise, car keys in hand,

“Hey stranger, you’re a bit late” it was Claire, red gown and all.

“And you’re leaving early” Leon acknowledges, eyes fixated on the car keys. He had to stop himself from asking if he could go with her. Come up with an excuse—that he got sick. He knew he was about to be sick soon, so it wouldn’t really be a lie, just a preparation. Claire blinked at him curiously and tilted her head down to see where he was looking,

“Oh! I’m just getting my present from my car” Claire assures nodding her head towards the car, her ponytail swinging from side to side from the motion, “I’m surprised you’re here”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” He asks defensively,

“Well, everyone knows you’ve had a thing for her since I don’t know how long” Claire responds with a shrug,

“That… was a long time ago” Leon mutters, his cheeks warm and his eyes fixated on the door, preparing himself to find what’s behind it. Placing a hand on his shoulder, Claire meets his eyes and gives him a reassuring grin,

“Hey, I’m sure she’ll be glad to see you. Ya know, I have to say, you’re a good guy for doing this despite.. ya know”

He certainly didn’t feel like that now, remembering the shimmering string of hope he dwelled on in the car ride. Not making eye contact with Claire, he merely nods his head and wraps his fingers around the golden doorknob,

“Right, see you in there”

Swinging the door open, voices swell the room and ring in his ears. The beautiful villa lit with large lit crystal chandeliers and the large amounts of people, made the whole place stuffy. Grimacing to himself, he subconsciously tried to find any trace of you as he pushed past the elegantly dressed guests.

Then there it was, your laughter. So loud, so unique, so unapologetically you. Turning his head he forgets how to breathe from the mere sight of you enjoying the conversation you were having. Champagne glass in your hand, the giant rock on your ring finger blinding anyone nearby and an elegant gown framing your figure, you don’t even realize Leon is halted there, mouth agape. Laughing and conversing cheerfully, you fan away the compliments and thank those who congratulate you while passing by. After finishing a conversation with one of the guests, you take a look around until your eyes are met with his. Time stopped and music deafened the moment your eyes locked on his. A joyful smile grows on your face as you shove your way through the people to get to him,

“You made it!” You exclaim so he can hear you over the boisterous chatter.

“Sorry I’m late” he greets with an apologetic smile.

“Don’t be, it’s not your type of scenery anyway” you insist, grabbing a champagne glass from one of the caterer’s trays and handing it to him,

“You know me too well”

“Come on, I know a much quieter place we can talk” you suggest, already walking through the crowd. Before he could even question this sudden suggestion, he almost loses sight of you and walks through the sea of people. He feels the warmth of a hand wrap around his wrist and tug him through, your giggle being the only distinct thing to make out that that hand was yours. Eventually, Leon finds himself outside in a garden. Bushes trimmed into elegant shapes and certain animals. Flowers of various colors in full bloom.

“So how’ve you been?” You begin to ask, both hands cradling the champagne glass, “I haven’t seen you in a while”

“I’ve been busier than usual” more like busier avoiding you and your fiancé, Will, at all costs. The sight of you two together made his heart shatter at the sight. The silence in response was enough for Leon to know you didn’t believe him, “I am busier” he insists.

“Alright” you respond with a shrug, a look of disbelief still remains on your face, “What do you think of Will?”

The both of you stop walking as he contemplates what he should say. He hated just looking at him for taking what he could’ve had. Looking at them, together, revived a battle of whether he should hate Will or himself for letting this happen.

“I don’t know Will” Leon decides to say, which was true. A sheepish giggle escapes your lips as you continue walking, “But as long as you’re happy”

“I guess that’s true” with your gown trailing behind, you sit at the edge of an extravagant fountain, placing your champagne glass on the cobblestone ground. The very top of the fountain had an eagle perched on a branch, the rest of it was ivy and smaller birds perched carved into the stone. The pad of your index finger strokes along the water. It was warm from being under the sun. Sitting on the edge of the fountain, facing you, he studied your face. Your eyes were much more solemn, your lips in a frown, a large contrast from a few minutes ago inside the villa.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” He asks gently, his hand instinctively reaching to lay atop of yours— he pulls it away.

“Leon, I wonder what you would think of me” You begin to say, your eyelashes flutter as you look ahead at the garden, biting your lip softly.

“I don’t know what you mean”

“What if, I didn’t marry William” there was that beam of hope in him, rising again. Guilt covering it shortly after,

“Why?”

“I just, don’t know if he’s the one you know?” You gingerly reply, eyes finally looking into his, “There’s just… this feeling I can’t shake away. But I’m not sure if it’s just me having cold feet or if it’s real”

He couldn’t believe what he was seeing, your eyes were set on his lips. He could hear his heartbeat patter in his ears as you leaned toward him, twinkling eyes and lips parted. Your breath against his skin sent a shiver down his spine. He could only remember one time the two of you were this close. His eyes gave into their hunger and watched as your lips moved closer and closer to his own. He couldn’t take it anymore, leaning forward, he closes the gap.

Trapped in the scent of your expensive perfume, the texture of your lips, he can feel goosebumps rise on his skin. Your lips follow this dance he’s leading, an excited breath shudders in the midst of it as his hands hold your face and keep you in place. Your heart was beating at an alarming speed from it all, but it only encouraged you to want more. Your senses were dulled by his lips, his presence, his scent, you didn’t want to stop. Your tongue meets his own, earning a sound from Leon that instantly makes you want to hear it again. That is, until you hear someone calling your name. You knew that voice, it was Will. Pulling away you look at Leon in horror. Everything that had happened setting in at once. Your lipstick smudged on Leon’s lips, his bright blue eyes looking at you like a deer in headlights as your future husband calls your name.

“I’m so sorry” you whisper, lifting up the skirt of your dress and running off to meet her fiancé. Leon sits there, paralyzed from everything, Will’s voice greeting you and breaking Leon in the process,

“There you are, I was looking everywhere for you”

“Well here I am” you say sheepishly as Will takes your hand in his.

Your lipstick smudged on his lips, his heart in turmoil, he drives home.

[winchesterszvonecek]

could you do a connor piece with these two prompts? theyre not from the same list so i hope thats okay 🩷

"I'm not gonna let you cum no matter how much you want it."

+

“So, what's going on between you and [name] recently? You guys seem to have gotten close all of a sudden."

and its like the reader is a firefighter at 51 and close to kelly or casey / got closer to one of them and yeah :)

All Yours - [ Connor Rhodes ] 18+

Prompt: “So, what’s going on between you and [name] recently? You guys seem to have gotten close all of a sudden.” + “I’m not gonna let you cum no matter how much you want it.”

Word Count: 2550 i couldn’t stop myself

Warnings: female!reader, strong language, jealousy, possessiveness, smut - [ vaginal fingering, oral - fem!receiving, edging, dirty talk… so much dirty talk, unprotected sex ]

A/N: i was so nervous to post this cause it feels so goddamn filthy but i did it anyway so hopefully y’all enjoy it and i didn’t go way off the rails lmao

Masterlist | Connor Masterlist

You knew something was wrong the minute you got into the car and Connor hadn’t immediately kissed your cheek then asked you how your shift was. You could tell simply by the way he stayed silent the whole ride home, his hands gripping the steering wheel with such force that his knuckles had turned white and you were surprised they hadn’t broken through his skin.

It was unlike him to not ask you a hundred questions revolving around your day at work, and even more unlike him not to kiss you, so if you hadn’t been suspicious enough, then his stiff posture and lack of eye contact with you would have been evidence enough. And when he didn’t place his hand on your thigh each time you stopped at a red light, you knew you were in trouble, only you had no idea why.

You didn’t know what was bothering him, what you could have done to make him this way, and in all honesty you were scared to ask which is why you stayed as quiet as he did during the ride home. But the second you stepped foot into your shared apartment, where you’d just about managed to find the courage to ask him what was wrong, Connor beat you to it and he wasn’t at all subtle in hiding his obvious annoyance over what he’d seen when he came to pick you up.

“So, what’s going on between you and Casey recently? You guys seem to have gotten close all of a sudden.” Connor asked, his tone a little bitter as he crossed his arms over his chest, leaning back against the couch as you tilted your head a little, ignoring the anger that built inside him when you laughed softly.

“Me and Casey?” You shook your head, glancing briefly around the room before your eyes landed back on him. “Connor, I’ve told you this before, he’s my Lieutenant, that’s it. Nothing more” You added, scoffing a little at the insinuation he was so clearly making as you made your way to the bedroom, deciding you’d heard enough of what he had to say.

You’d had this conversation with him once before when he caught Casey hugging you in the hospital after a rough call and that hadn’t gone well so he could forgive you for not wanting to go down that road again.

“Oh really? Well it seems to me like he thinks differently… Especially if the way he looked at you when I picked you up said anything on the matter.” Connor said with a touch more anger as he followed you into the room, even the sight of the eighty-one shirt covering your torso enough to have his blood boil over the memory of how Casey had looked at you.

“How he looked at me?” You repeated, your tone matching his as you couldn’t believe he was making you go through this again. “Tell me Connor, how was he looking at me? Cause if it was anything less than with drool coming from his mouth then I don’t want to hear it.”

“He might as well have been drooling.” Connor scoffed, pulling his shirt over his head with such haste that he was surprised his head hadn’t come off with it. “The way he watched you… Practically fucking you with his eyes right in front of me.”

“For God sakes, Connor.” You muttered in frustration, pulling your own shirt off and tossing it in the hamper. All you wanted was a quiet morning after work, but it appeared as though your fiancée thought otherwise and little did you know… “How many times do I have to tell you? Casey does not want to fuck me. And even if he did…”

Unaware that Connor had been moving towards you, your words were cut off when you suddenly felt your chest hit hard against the wall, sending a tingle down your front which quickly made its way between your legs when you felt Connor push up against you, lifting your hands to pin them above your head, making you unable to see how he stared at you the very same way he’d accused Casey of.

“What? Would you let him fuck you?” He whispered, his voice so deep he was practically growling as he attached his lips to your neck, the pure heat coursing through your veins making you unable to reply.

You could feel his free hand snake around your waist, his fingertips trailing down your stomach before they delved beneath your trousers, ghosting over your already throbbing pussy and causing a soft moan to escape your lips as you leaned back against him, his hardened bulge pressing firmly against your ass.

“Would you let him pin you down in his office and fuck that tight little pussy of yours?” Connor whispered into your ear, his teeth digging gently into your lobe as he tugged on it, hearing the muttered swear words that left your lips in response. “Answer me baby… If he wanted to… Would you let your Lieutenant fuck you?”

“No.” You gasped softly at the coldness of his fingers as they pushed aside your panties, trailing themselves painfully slowly across your soaking slit as Connor made sure not to touch your clit as he wanted to hear you beg for it. “No I wouldn’t.”

“And why’s that?” Connor asked in intrigue as he always thought you had a little school girl crush on Casey before you met him. He pulled his hand from your panties and flipped you round, once again pinning your hands firmly above your head. The first thing he noticed about you was the lust that had blown wide in your pupils, your breathing heavy as you all but panted which only had him straining that much more against his pants.

“Because…” You breathed out, clenching your legs to try and feel some friction against the raving heat beneath them. “…you’re the only one I want to fuck me… The only one whose cock I want to feel inside me.”

“Hm, good answer.” Connor hummed in satisfaction, pressing his lips hard against you as you all but devoured each other. His hold on your hands faltered, allowing them to fall to your sides before you moved to unbuckled his belt, the only thing he allowed you to do before he took your hands in his, stilling your motions. “Not so fast… I think you deserve a little punishment beforehand, don’t you?”

“Punishment? For what?” You asked, almost finding yourself angry again as you thought you’d made it clear to him that you’d never dream of cheating on him with Casey. That was, until you saw the way he smirked, his eyes darkening as he imagined all the ways he could have you squirming beneath him and that’s when you knew you were done for.

“For being so goddamn hot that every guy who meets you wants to fuck you.” And with that, the words that had you smiling like crazy, Connor lifted you off your feet and threw you down onto the bed, towering over you as his hands roamed across your skin, feeling the hotness of it mix with that of his cold hands.

He gripped the cups of your bra, pulling it down to allow your breasts to spill over the edge, his mouth cupping one of them instantly whilst his hand went to the other, kneading it softly as he flicked and pinched at the hardened bud between his fingers, making you hum softly as your threaded your fingers through his hair.

You were already a soaking mess by the time he moved lower, his fingers hooking around the waistband of both your pants and your panties, which he pulled off you in one quick motion before he got to his knees, spreading you open to see the glistening sight that was your pussy.

“Look at you.” Connor teased, pacing soft kisses up your inner thigh, his stubble scratching you lightly as his arm slid across your stomach, holding you down to stop you from arching your back too high. “Absolutely dripping… And all for me.”

“Only you, baby.” You gasped, followed by a low moan as he slipped one finger inside you, which was enough for you to almost lose your train of thought. “Fuck… Only for you.”

“That’s what I like to hear.” Connor chuckled, in a way that told you that you were more than likely about to have to beg for your life. “Now be a good girl and moan for me while I fuck my fingers into your pretty little pussy.”

You did what you were told as he slid a second finger into you, knuckle deep before he pulled back, thrusting them into you once again and keeping a steady rhythm. The noises they made were not at all quiet as you knew how wet you were, how absolutely soaking you got when he took control like this, but then again, neither were you.

Your moans echoed off the walls, probably reaching the neighbours which you’d normally be embarrassed about but right now you didn’t care. You were simply in heaven as he continued to finger fuck you, curling them slightly to hit that sweet spot inside you. It had barely been a minute before you already found yourself clenching tightly around his fingers, about to come harder than you’d ever done before.

That was, until Connor pulled them out, making you whine at the loss of contact and look down at him, just in time to see him suck the glisten of you off his fingers.

“Oh, did you think I was gonna let you give in so quickly?” He asked, moaning softly at the taste of you on his fingers as he licked them once again. “Baby, I’m not gonna let you come no matter how much you want it.”

The second the words left his lips he’d attached them to your pussy, sucking gently on your clit before his tongue worked its way downwards. Eating you out like you were his first meal in days which had you whimpering as you all but levitated off the bed, gripping the sheets for dear life as you’d never felt anything quite like how his tongue felt inside you.

Five times Connor brought you to the edge of your climax, allowing you to see briefly over the edge before he pulled you away, his mouth leaving you as you let out a stifled sob. You couldn’t take another second let alone another minute of him denying you what you wanted. You were desperate. So fucking desperate for him to make you come that you could feel your eyes stinging with tears, your lower abdomen tightening more than ever before as it slowly reached the brink of being painful.

“Connor please.” Your breath hitched as you spoke, your body shaking from the edging he was so thoroughly enjoying. “Please… I can’t… I can’t take it anymore, please let me come.”

“You want to come baby?” Connor said softly, rubbing a slow circle against your swollen clit, making you whimper quietly to yourself as your hips bucked involuntarily. “You want me to make you come?”

“Yes… Yes, please make me come.” You begged, propping yourself up on your shaky elbows to look at him. “Please… I want you to make me come so fucking bad, baby. Want you to make me come so hard I scream your name.”

“Tell me you’re mine.” Connor said seriously, unbuttoning his pants as he readied himself to make good on his promise. “Tell me you’re mine and I’ll fuck you so good you’ll scream my name loud enough that the whole city hears it.”

“I’m yours.” You said instantly, biting down hard on your lip as he pushed down his pants, freeing his already leaking and thick cock from beneath them. “I’m all yours. My heart. My pussy… All of it belongs to you.”

“Good girl.” Connor cooed, tracing his tip down your slick folds, pushing it in just a little as he smeared your arousal down the length of it. “Now get on your hands and knees.”

You moved quicker than before, barely settling yourself down on your knees before you felt him come up behind you, his erection brushing against your inner thigh as he settled himself nicely behind you, the bed the perfect height to allow him to stand which you knew meant he wasn’t going to be gentle at all. And right now, right now you wanted it rough.

“Give it to me, baby… Let me feel that thick cock in my tight little pussy.” You murmured, knowing that you talking dirty always riled him up, which it did as the second the words left your lips he’d pushed into, bottoming out in one quick motion and he was anything but slow as he began to pound mercilessly into you.

Your back arched, your chin pushed deep into the mattress as you bit down onto it, stifling your cries as your body trembled in pure pleasure, the slight pain of Connor’s roughness and lack of allowing you to adjust to his size only adding to the heat that pumped through your veins.

“Fuck… Yes baby, give it to me. Fucking give it to me. Yes.” You cried out, pushing your ass out further before you felt a sharp sting across it, Connor having slapped it before digging his fingers deep into the flesh of it, sure to leave bruises come the next morning.

“Taking it so good, baby.” Connor groaned, his hips moving furiously as he continued to slam into you, the sound of how wet your pussy was like music to his ears, as were your moans which he’d never heard quite as pleasure driven before. He could feel you clamping down around him, about to burst any second now as he gave you exactly what you wanted. “That’s it, sweetheart, come for me.”

As though on command, you clamped down fully, pure ecstasy flowing fast throughout your veins as you came harder than ever before, making good on your word of screaming his name as you couldn’t help but allow it to cross your lips. You couldn’t begin to describe this moment, your head was fuzzy, your eyes were clouded over in white as you felt your very spirit leave your body, and for a second you thought you’d ascended into heaven, that was until your name slipping from Connor’s lips as he came inside you pulled you back to reality.

“Fuck, Connor…” You exhaled, no air left in your burning lungs as he’d fucked it all out of you. “I think… I think… God, I don’t even know what to think.” Your body fell flat against the bed, your thighs sticking together from a mixture of yourself and Connor, whose release was slowly dripping out of you.

Connor chuckled, flipping your now limp body over so you lay on your back, making it easy for him to see your flushed face as he towered over you, gently brushing his thumb across your lips before he spoke.

“You know what I think… I think… You did so well in letting everyone in Chicago know that you're mine… And mine only.”

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[jazminrhode1]

Hey Hi girlie, I love your writing so much!!! I was wondering if you could write one where Matt or Chris reconnect with an old friend that they have always had feelings for (and everyone could see it) and she's always been with other people but, finally sees what's always been right in front of her? Super sngsty and maybe kinda leaving us hanging because I'm always down for part 2!!! Thank you hun <3

Looking At The Moon Matt Sturniolo x Reader One Shot

Summary: You realize that it's been Matt all along.

Word Count: 971 words

“Did you ever think you’d end up with Vinny?” Matt asked. The question caught you off guard. 

You had spent the day back home in Boston celebrating Nate’s birthday. It was the first time that you had all been back together properly since the triplets moved to LA. It wasn’t quite the same as it was before they left but, you were glad to seem them all again.

As you lay on the floor of Nate’s lounge room, your friends were packed in beside you like sardines. It was 3am and you and Matt were the last two people awake. It felt like the old days.

“Sorry,” he said when you hadn’t answered after a while. 

“I always thought I’d meet my soulmate in school and we’d fall madly in love and that’d be it. Just like my parents. You know, high school sweethearts and all that. Even though we dated for 4 years, I’m not sure that I ever really thought that it’d be Vinny” you explained.

Matt nodded his head slowly. Did you ever think it could be me?

“What about you?” you asked, “Do you think you’ve met your soulmate?”

Matt stared at the ceiling, “I hope so,” he replied, “I don’t know, I always hoped that one day I’d look at an old friend and think, ‘It’s been you all long’.”

You were intrigued as you propped yourself up on one elbow, turning yourself to face him. Chris had fallen asleep between you both and you squinted your eyes in the dark to make sure he was still asleep.

“Do you think you met her in LA?” you asked. You wanted to catch up on the gossip that you’d missed out on since they left.

“No,” he replied quicker than a horse out the gate. It’s you. It’s always been you.

You racked your brain trying to think of one girl that Matt had ever shown any interest in. His date to the middle school dance? One of the friends y’all lost touch with? Was there someone at Star Market you didn’t know? It was probably one of Justin’s friends - this kid’s delusional.

As Chris stirred in his sleep between you both, you sucked in a sharp breath in an attempt not to wake him. After some time had passed, Matt got up and gestured for you to follow.

You crept up the stairs behind him to Nate’s bedroom and climbed through the window onto the roof. It had been years since you had come up here - you could see the whole neighbourhood from this spot. Matt wrapped a blanket around your shoulders as you sat on the freezing cold tiles. You had missed doing shit like this with him. You had missed him.

You remembered sitting at the window with him at daycare as he waited for him Mom every afternoon. When your Dad took the training wheels off your bike a little too early, he was the one who kissed the scrape on your knee to make it better.

When you had free time in the first grade, he would let you share his pencils or read books with you on the beanbag in Mr Wilson’s reading corner. Every day at lunch he’d trade half his sandwich with you even if you both had peanut butter and jelly.

He was always there. He always listened, he celebrated your achievements and supported you through the tough times. If there was one thing you knew for certain it was that as long as Matt was around you’d never be alone.

“Isn’t it crazy how much has changed in the last two years?” you asked as you looked out to the dimly lit street.

“I don’t think all that much has changed. Not anything that matters anyway,” he replied.

Matt had a habit of talking in riddles sometimes. You never really quite knew what was going on in his head.

“Fair enough,” you replied. “Do you ever wish that you didn’t leave Boston?” you asked.

He took a moment. You could see the thoughts racing in his head as he fidgeted with the cuff of his sleeve. “I think that the people make the place,” he replied. 

“Do you wish you never left you family?” you asked.

“Yeah… And, Nate…” he answered. And you. I wish I never had to leave you.

You took in a deep breath and laid your head on his shoulder. “I always thought growing up would be so much fun,” you said.

“It’s not fun?” he asked. “It’s not easy,” you replied as you both sat in silence, looking up at the moon.

After a while you looked at him and said, “promise you’ll remember me when you’re looking up at the moon in LA.”

I’m gonna wish that you were there with me. “I promise,” he said as he wrapped an arm around you. “Promise me you’ll send me pictures of whatever reminds you of me,” he asked and you pinky swore that you would.

When he went back to LA, he sent you snapchats every night of the moon from their balcony. You sent him pictures from the scrapbooks your Mom had made for you when you were younger. 

There was a photo of the two of you from the first day of high school and beside it your Mom had written, “I hope one day you see what has always been right in front of you.”

You went back and forth for weeks on end not knowing if you should send it to Matt or not but, you inevitably decided against it. Instead, you took a pen to the page next to your Mom’s note and wrote, “Perhaps I’m realising a little too late that it was you all along.”

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Tag list: @slaysturniolo

[gonegirlaccount]

hey bsf. you totally don't have to do this but it could kinda be like a part two to the last dally fic. after they all find out darry decides to give their relationship a week trial run and if he doesn't like it or something bad happens they have to break up. i saw this idea somewhere forever ago but i can't find the author😭 thsnks babe!

(A/N: my slow ass had to re-read this twice 😭 but I got you stink!!!🤞🏽🤞🏽🤞🏽)

“Uh-Oh!” Curtis!Fem!reader X Dallas Winston. Part 2

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After the long conversation you had with your brothers about you dating Dally, Darry came up with something.

It made you upset to hear when Darry said “I don’t like this relationship but I’ll give it a chance. For a week. If I don’t like it or see something bad that I don’t like ya doing (Y/N), then you and Dally will have to break up.” You felt tears prick at your eyes. “That ain’t fair! You all be hanging out with greasers and stuff but when I date one, it’s a total headache for you all! That ain’t fair!” You argued with your oldest brother.

“(Y/N), if ya don’t start listenin’, I’ll start restricting you from seeing him from now on till you die.” Darry stated firmly. You gave an annoyed sigh and looked away, upset . “Fine.” You grumbled.

But you started thinking about it. It’s simple! Just bring Dallas over to the house and act all good and stuff, Darry will have no choice but to let you date him!

Easy, right?

Wrong.

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Almost everytime you and Dally went out for one of y’alls midnight adventures, somebody from the gang was always tailing the both of ya! But the most annoying out of them all was Two-Bit.

He wasn’t even discreet or sneaky about it! He just came up and wrapped his arms around both of you whenever it was his time to spy on y’all. (More like third wheel.)

On the fourth day, Dallas did something bad. He shoplifted. A beautiful necklace just for you. You loved it and thought it was the most stunning jewelry ever but you knew Darry would instantly make you break up if he saw it.

So you hid it. In your bra drawer. And it was successful! Darry never found out about it. So Dally kept shoplifting and bring your more beautiful jewelry. And you’d give him the sweetest kiss ever as a thank you to him.

Fortunately, the gang never saw him do this but if they did, they kept quiet about it.

But then on the fifth, almost close to the end of the week, Pony told on you again. You got upset and you kept asking why he would do this to his sweet older sister.

He told you it was because he wanted you to be safe and not get into trouble because you’re his sister and you’re the best thing ever(even though you were mad at him, his reason was cute enough to cool down your anger). He told Soda, who told Darry, who told you to come to the living room, with Dallas.

“Shoplifting jewelry? Then puttin’ it on her? She could go to jail for Christ’s sake Dally! And she’s a good girl.” Darry scolds Dallas.

“Darry, please, he was just tryna show me he’s a good boyfriend! Darry, please, pretty please, let me stay with him! I…I love him!” You pleaded, clasping your hands together in a beggar way.

Darry looked at you then looked away. He knew what you were doing. You we’re using the puppy dog eyes on him. He hated the fact you could get whatever your heart desired. And it desired Dallas.

He sighed, upset as he pinched the bridge of his nose. “Y/N…” He began. “Yes!” You perked up, looking up at him. “If I let you continue to date Dallas, do you promise me you won’t get in trouble with the police, you won’t get pregnant, you won’t do anything dangerous that could possibly kill you or somebody else?”

You nodded eagerly. “Yes, yes, yes! I promise! Oh, thank you Darry!” You smiled and hugged him tightly. He sighed and smiled, hugging you back and patting your head.

Dallas just grinned at the scene and started to leave before you turned to him. “Wait Dally! I’ll be with ya in a second.” You said, letting go of your brother and putting back your sneakers on.

“Don’t teach her how to do anything illegal Dally!” He yelled out after the both of you.

“Too late Darry!” Dallas laughed and so did you.

That’s when you saw Darry come out of the house with his shoes on. He was coming after the both of you. Well more specifically, Dally.

“Uh-oh!” You and Dallas laughed before running off and away to somewhere.

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I tried my best with this yall🫶🏽

[epicsteddieficrecs]

The First Epic Steddie Fic Rec

Y’all, I tried to resist, but it was bound to happen. This fixation will pass, she said. I don’t read enough fic to make it worth it, she said.  I’ll just make the blog to save the username, she said. 

So here I am with my first Steddie fic rec. This is basically gonna be everything I’ve read since I fell into the rabbit hole that is the Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson AO3 tag 😆 (actually gonna do a separate rec for WIPs because this was getting Too Damn Long). Don’t know if I’m gonna be as consistent with this as I am with my other fic rec blog. I guess time will tell ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ . Hope you enjoy! Like, reblog and follow for more ! 

Also. Hey. My dudes, my gals, my nonbinary pals. Put your socials in your fics or your ao3 profile for the love of god. If you see anyone here that I haven’t tagged, please @ them! 

Like a Record, Baby by AidaRonan/ @aidaronan (PWP | 1,8K | Explicit): Three months after the world doesn't end, a traveling fair hits downtown Hawkins.When Steve and Eddie get stuck at the top of the malfunctioning Ferris wheel, Eddie has an idea for how to pass the time.

birds of a feather flock together by Bundibird/ @bundibird​ (Bi Disaster Steve | 2K | General): "You know," Robin tells Mike, her voice low and calm and soothing. "You can like both girls and boys." Steve jerks in his seat like someone slapped him. "What!?" he splutters, and it comes out as something halfway between a yelp and a squawk.

Wiggle and Flourish by AidaRonan/ @aidaronan (Fluff | 2K | Mature): Eddie says his bedroom is where the magic happens. Apparently he meant it.

Over The Phone by Trulynae (Modern AU | 2K | Explicit): Steve is sexting a girl and he ends up calling her to say the dirtiest things he could think of.With a mixture of sleepiness and horniness, Steve ended up calling the wrong number but it turns out that it wasn’t so wrong. (Part 1 of Steddie Over The Phone Series)

Ring Your Line by Trulynae (Modern AU | 1,5K | Explicit): Steve can’t stop thinking about the time he accidentally called Eddie and the night was filled with dirty talk.This time he calls Eddie again, but not by mistake. (Part 2 of Steddie Over The Phone Series)

promise me nothing, live 'til we die by MacksDramaticShenanigans/ @stevethehairington (S4E2 | 3K | General): “You’ve seriously never had your first kiss, though?”Eddie snorts. “Why do you sound so disbelieving? Come on, Harrington. I don’t exactly have a long line of suitors winding out my front door, vying for my hand or anything. Nobody wants to swap spit with the local freak. They might catch something.” “I’m not worried about catching anything from you,” Steve says. Eddie tilts his head, perplexed. “Okay… thanks?” Steve shakes his head. “No, I mean, if no one else wants to, I will.” “Will what?” “Kiss you,” Steve says and knocks all the air out of Eddie’s chest. Eddie’s eyes have got to be as big as dinner plates as he blinks at Steve. “What?”

The Hellfire Shirt Incident by god_hates_tyler/ @bisexual-cryptid (Coming Out | 5K | teen): Steve wears Eddie's Hellfire shirt to work after spending the night at his place. When the kids come in to ask him for a favor, they come to the logical conclusion that Steve must have joined Hellfire Club. Steve, at a loss for what to do, confirms their suspicions so he doesn't have to explain that he didn't actually join Hellfire, he and Eddie are just dating.

i swear that i'm not thinkin' 'bout you all the time (just today, yesterday, everyday, and tomorrow night) by the_onionknight (Post-S4 | 5K | Teen): Robin and Eddie are sitting on the couch facing each other, talking about dumb shit before Eddie finally asks her what Steve’s deal is. Robin snorts. “I’ve known him almost a year now and your guess is as good as mine.” OR: Eddie's out of the hospital and Steve won't leave him alone. Steve's trying to seduce Eddie through chores.

i'm such a fool for you (you got me wrapped around your finger) by the_onionknight (Post-S4 | 5K | Teen): "Nance and I have been in this together since the beginning. But it was never gonna be romantic between us again. I love her and always will, but we’re definitely not meant for each other.” Steve lets out a huff of a laugh. “Besides, I’m striking out with someone else pretty frequently.” He doesn’t know why he says it; the weed and the beers are combining to sabotage him probably. He hears Eddie shift next to him. “King Steve’s lost his touch?” Steve can hear the smirk in Eddie’s voice as he says it. “Oh, I lost it a long time ago,” Steve laughs into the night sky, rubbing a hand across his face. OR: Steve and Eddie are both very dumb and very into each other.

I'll Be Your Captain by plutosrose, yammz (Post-S4, PWP | 6K | Explicit): Or, Robin requests that Steve wear his Scoops Ahoy uniform to her birthday party and Eddie loses his mind.

sloe gin fizzy, do it till you're dizzy by MacksDramaticShenanigans/ @stevethehairington (Post-S4 | 6K | Teen): Steve doesn’t flinch away from the closeness. Just breathes and blinks. And then his eyes flicker down to Eddie’s lips and right back up, so quick that Eddie’s hazy brain would have missed it if he hadn’t been paying attention, hadn’t been anticipating it. Eddie takes it as the invitation it has to be, and slowly, slowly closes the distance. His nose does bump into Steve’s as he enters his space, but he pauses, hesitates with his mouth hovering a hair’s breadth away from Steve’s.He waits for the rejection, for the brutal shove away, for the disgusted “what the fuck man?”. But they don’t come. What does come is Steve’s mouth, pushing forward to press against Eddie’s.

Anything Goes in the Winnebago by ChronicRabbit (Season 4, First Time | 6K | Explicit): “Harrington’s got her. Don’tcha, Big boy?” That’s what Eddie had said to him with that huge shit-eating grin he always seemed to flash after one of his cheeky little jokes. Because it was a joke. There was no reason for Steve’s heart to thud in his chest like it was trying to escape the prison of his ribs. He was so fucked.

Mice Under the Bleachers by ChronicRabbit (Canon Divergent, Pre-S4, PWP | 6K | Explicit): It’s a solid hour since the final bell rang to announce the end of the school day, and yet Eddie Munson is stuck waiting under the bleachers in the empty gym, hoping to snag a ride home with Gareth since his van chose that morning to crap out on him. Still, it’s not all bad. He finally has a moment of privacy away from judgmental stares and scathing insults; a little bit of much needed peace and quiet. That is, until the gym doors slam open and a panicked Steve Harrington is sprinting in, throwing himself under the bleachers and slamming into him like a 5’11” freight train of wiry muscle, expensive cologne, and perfect hair.

Critical Hit by AidaRonan/ @aidaronan (Pre-S4 | 7K | Explicit): Steve shows up to play DnD. Eddie decides Steve can stay. IF 'King Steve' recognizes the real lord and master of Hellfire.

Falling Off The Edge Of The World by coeurdeleo92 (Post-S4 | 7K | Explicit): Steve is rapidly discovering that Eddie Munson has zero concept of personal space. He isn’t exactly complaining though.

trap and devour by crybaby (PWP, BDSM, Voyeurism | 9K | Explicit): “Shh, sunshine. Not so loud, okay?” The words feel wrong leaving his mouth because it’s the complete opposite of what he wants. He wants Steve loud and unrestrained, openly proclaiming how good Eddie makes him feel. But he doesn’t want his best friend to be alerted to what’s going on behind him and veer off the road in shock. Steve and Eddie fuck in the back of his van while Gareth drives.

Whole Lotta Love by stereobone (Post-S4 | 9K | Explicit): Steve scoffs. "I think if I was dating someone, Robin, I would be the first to know about it." "Would you, though?" Robin says.

i want to hold your hand by MacksDramaticShenanigans (Post-S4 | 14K | General): The film isn’t even on Steve’s radar at this point. He couldn’t say what’s happening anymore, but he doesn’t even care. Forget Geena Davis, forget Jeff Goldblum, Steve can’t stop thinking about Eddie Munson, right there next to him, hand inches away from his own. He’s never wanted to hold somebody’s hand so bad before.

Turn Your Back on Mother Nature by gr0gu/ @scifisblog​ (Season 4 | 17K | Teen): It wasn't supposed to go like this.Steve was supposed to work with Robin at the Family Video, flirt with the many many girls who came to browse the expansive selection of VHSes, go on some dates, and hopefully find The One.It was supposed to be a notably upside-down free year.And, hey, for what it's worth? He wasn't supposed to be pinned down on a mattress by Eddie Munson either.And he certainly wasn't supposed to be enjoying it.But that's getting a bit ahead of things…

The Prettiest Boy in Hawkins, Indiana by AidaRonan/ @aidaronan (Future fic, Vampire Eddie | 19K | Explicit): It's been six years since Eddie died. Steve manages a sporting goods store at the mall, and everyone else has moved on and left town. He's twenty-five and he's tired and alone. But the Upside Down is shut away and he's alive and that's what really matters. Until Eleven calls and says she feels something. Something in Hawkins. And then Something shows up in Steve's living room and flashes sharp teeth. (Part 1 of The Prettiest Universe)

Various States of Dress and Undress by orthographicsapphic (Post-S4 | 25K | Mature): Steve Harrington is wearing his vest and looks so good that it knocks Eddie stupid. He feels jittery and giddy and suddenly like he shouldn’t leave Steve alone at all actually; he should get right up in his personal space and speak in long, rambling riddles that make Steve’s mouth twitch and eyebrows furrow, like he thinks Eddie’s funny but isn’t sure if he’s supposed to laugh.or, Five Times Steve Harrington's clothes send Eddie Munson into cardiac arrest, and One Time Eddie gets Steve back.

the affliction of the feeling by nondz (pinkjook) (Post-S4, The Hanky Code | 27K | Explicit): “Hold on,” Robin interrupts. “Hold on, is this— are you, like. Do you know what masochism is?” “I know like I act like it sometimes, Robin, but I’m not actually fucking twelve,” Steve says. OR: Eddie has a black hanky in his back pocket.

The Edification of Steve Harrington by ChronicRabbit (Post-S4 | 32K | Explicit): It had been two and a half months since the end of Spring Break. Eddie had been cleared of all charges, The Byers were back in Hawkins like they’d never left, Vecna was dead and gone, and everything was back to normal; or rather as back to normal as Hawkins could get. Unfortunately for one Steve Harrington, his new normal seemed to be not only his inability to get a date, but also his newfound proclivity towards staring at Eddie Munson’s mouth while he dramatically narrated during a five hour Hellfire session, or counting the freckles on the bridge of his nose, or memorizing the patterns in his honey coloured eyes. What the fuck was wrong with him?

sorry about the blood in your mouth (i wish it was mine) by the_onionknight (Future fic, Hollywood | 36K |Mature): Max had read every one of Eddie’s novels and every one of his screenplays. In every single one of them, in every universe that Eddie could think up, she watched as Eddie fell in love with Steve, over and over and over again. They had different names, different professions, there were different, wild, fantastical circumstances, but it was always them. In every version of reality, they found each other. It was time they found each other again in this version and Max was going to help them do it, even if it killed her. OR: It's 1997, ten years after Eddie and Steve leave Hawkins. Eddie, a novelist/screenwriter, Max, Hollywood's shiniest scream queen, and Dustin, the hottest indie horror director in the business, reunite to make a movie and they're bringing the Party along with them to the middle of nowhere to do it.

Are You Flagging? by soidade/ @ao3soidade​ (Post-S4, The Hanky Code | 41K | Explicit): A (mostly) innocent question leads Steve Harrington on a journey of self-discovery, friendship, sex, and romance. Or: Eddie gives Steve a lesson in flagging, and maybe some other lessons too.

Not So Bad by outofmygourd (Post-S4 | 43K | Mature): Vecna is dead. It's the summer after the party's freshman year. Steve Harrington spends it in the Family Video Store, and Eddie Munson is spending post-graduate life bothering him. And maybe Steve isn't as bothered as he used to be.

took you for a working boy by pukner (Post-S4, Genderqueer/Nonbinary Steve | 43K | Mature): Eddie comes out to Steve, and Steve's heartbroken about it for some reason. Eddie thinks Steve's dating Robin. Everyone else thinks Steve and Eddie have been dating this whole time. Robin doesn't get paid enough for this shit. Also, Hawkins has been cracked open like a badly-baked cake, and everyone's settled into the most mundane apocalypse possible. Eddie Munson starts a radio programme about it. Meanwhile, Steve gets his nails painted and speedruns a crisis.

[1-800-call-ria]

ria me and u are like this 🤞another chenle girlie on this app and let me tell u the brain rot for this man is not real like i will never shutup ab him like its 3 am and im thinkinh ab chenle liek he LOVE HAVING U CLOSR 😭😭like alwas has a hand on your thigh when he's driving also does the check the back thing bc he knows yo find it hot also always gives u aux no matter what ATP HE SINGS ALONG TO YOUR SONGS BC OF HOW MUCH HE GIVES U AUX like mark is like : dude can i play music and chenle is like: no yn alr has it 😭😭😭 be fkn fr so whipped also always stops for Starbucks no matter what he has ur order memorized down to the last detail😭💐❤️‍🩹 you have a space in his car w like hairties ur fav lipgloss a blanket makeup remover perfume one of his hoodies and ur fav snack I LOVE CHENLE I COULD TALK AB SO MANY FKN CHENLES IF U LET ME YOU WILL HEAR (more like read but any gays) EVERY SINGLE CHENLE THOUGHT I HAVE also pls lets be moots u seem so nice and cool🙏🙏

BF!Chenle thought #2

Hey Auri! You so get me 😞 the Chenle brainrot is beyond me, it’s like he reaches through my phone and grips onto my brain like his life depends on it. Literally past the point of delulu. AND THESE THOUGHTS?? Chefs kiss

warning: me being past delulu, fluff

You being the passenger princess without ever needing to ask. That’s it, that’s the post…

He’s literally cleared out his glove compartment just to have your stuff in there (he just stuffs everything in the middle console). You’re extra pads/tampons, hair ties, makeup, snacks are almost always in there. It has a decal that says ‘My Baby’ in tiny bold letters. The trunk is pretty much the same with one of your bags that’s filled with ‘Y/N essentials’ including but not limited to one of your (his) jackets, more snacks of yours and even an extra pair of clothes.

No matter who is in the car, you will always have the passenger seat. Chenle has literally kicked out every single member whenever they tried to sit in your seat.

“Jisung, nu-uh”

“Mark Lee. In the back.”

“Move Haechan.”

“Puppy boy…bad dog.” (he hasn’t said this but sooner or later he’s going to)

One time you jokingly said he should put a colorful/shiny decal of your name on your side like he did with the glove compartment. The next time you were in the car, you notice right on the step to get into the car in glittery pink is ‘Princess Y/N’. (He’s absolutely crazy for you)

As for having aux? One time you asked and he’s given it to you ever since. The members now realize he becomes a different man whenever you’re around especially in Chenle’s car. Mark asked once to get aux and he’s never been side-eyed so hard. Man literally hung his head in shame, that’s how mad that side-eye was. It doesn’t matter what music you listen to, he just lets you have it.

I’ve said before and I’ll say again.

CHENLE IS A PHYSICAL TOUCH AND WORDS OF AFFIRMATION GIRLY 🗣️🗣️

and in the car he would love having one hand on the wheel, and one on your thigh. (he makes me feral if you haven’t noticed) Multiple times you’ve told him to keep two hands on the wheel, it just makes him want to do it even more.

“Zhong Chenle, hands on the wheel”

“Y/N, no thank you baby”

The Starbucks order?? Nah every single place y’all have ever been, he’s memorized what you’ve gotten (more like written it down in his notes app BUT STILL). He doesn’t even need to turn to you and ask anymore, he already knows what you want. Unless you turn to him and say “I’m gonna order” he’s going to order for you because that’s just how he is. And if they get your order wrong?? The man is waving down the waiter/waitress telling them what they got wrong in your order. It could’ve been you said like extra onions or something and one look at your face and food he already knows. It’s embarrassing yes, but you get free food sometimes, it’s def a win-win.

It general he’s such boyfie material it makes me anxious and sick. I need someone like him frfr

[kywaslost]

Anxious Tendencies - Armin Arlert

A/N: I haven’t written for Attack on Titan in such a long while! For those who don’t know, I’m in the process of writing for everyone in my masterlist because 1) why not and 2) it builds character I guess lol. I spin a wheel to decide what character to write for, then I spin another wheel that gives me a prompt theme. Today’s piece is Armin with Y/N who has nervous tics. But I guess these aren’t tics as much as they are just nervous habits. Oh well. Needless to say I went ecstatic for this one because I’m a simp for characters comforting reader with nervous tics/habits because I struggle with them! Anyway I hope y’all like this one <3

Prompt/s Used: rubbing/fidgeting with their hands / Humming / Avoiding eye contact / Leg shaking

It wasn’t unusual for you to sit on the sidelines of a conversation, so to say. You were relatively quiet, only speaking up when you needed to. You were much more of a listener, which is maybe why you got along so well with Armin and his friends. Eren or Mikasa would give commands and you rarely fought back, even if you didn’t agree with them.

Armin knew all of this, yet was still intrigued as he studied your body language one night. The four of you were outside after dinner, sitting around a small campfire just outside HQ, enjoying the cool night’s breeze. Armin was sitting beside you, close enough that your legs would brush every now and then. Mikasa and Eren sat across from you, arguing about something Armin could only assume Eren said incorrectly. If he were to be honest, he stopped listening when he first noticed your change in behavior just before the other two began arguing.

You kept rubbing at your hands, roughly running one thumb over the other hand’s palm before switching, attempting to crack your knuckles every so often. Your gaze was downcast, almost as if you had zoned out a while ago. You nervously bounced the leg closest to his, creating a soft ruffling sound as your pants brushed against his. Low hums came from you every so often, increasing in length and volume as time passed.

Armin could practically feel the anxiety radiating from you and it worried him. You first met him and the others when you all were first training to be scouts, and here you were, somehow best friends with the group. Regardless, Armin had never seen you like this before. His warm hand rested on the knee of your shaking leg, giving it a gentle squeeze to try and catch your attention. Your leg stilled.

You hummed gently as you shook your head sharply. You closed your eyes for a second before turning your head slightly to meet Armin’s gaze. He offered you a soft smile. “Hi.” You only hummed in response, wringing your hands even harder together. Armin gently replaced the hand on your knee with his other one, sliding his now free hand in between yours. He laced his fingers through yours and rubbed his thumb gently across your skin. “What’s wrong?”

You shook your head, taking a deep breath. You averted your gaze again, quickly looking over to where Mikasa and Eren’s argument was getting even more heated, voices growing louder and louder. You hummed again. Armin noticed your movements, slowly connecting the dots. 

“Are they making you anxious?”

You nodded. 

“Here. Come with me.” Armin didn’t let go of your hand, even as he helped you stand and led you back into the main building. Most soldiers were retreating to their rooms, leaving the main gathering room quiet, aside from small whispers passed between friends. Armin guided you to sit on an empty couch, pulling you to rest against his side. The arm draped around your shoulders provided you with little comfort.

Upon feeling so vulnerable, you subconsciously began bouncing your leg again. Your humming picked up and your eyes filled with tears. Armin only noticed when you avoided his eyes again, turning your head just enough that the light from a nearby lantern highlighted the tears falling against your skin.

“Honey, don’t cry,” he coos as he hugs you tighter. “You’ve been feeling this way for a while, haven’t you?” When you nodded, his heart sank. “Oh, love. Just let it out, ok?”

Your head fell to his chest as you curled in on yourself, legs thrown over Armin’s. You were beyond grateful for his understanding, taking this opportunity to let your stims and tics take over. It felt nice, letting it all out after suppressing it for such a long time. You felt better about the situation knowing that Armin was with you, and this wasn’t happening around anyone else.

You eventually calmed down, hands folded between Armin’s and your humming long ceased. Your eyes drooped closed, exhaustion taking over you. Events such as these never fail to leave you weak and tired.

You felt Armin’s head rest against yours, a soft kiss quickly pressed to the crown of your head. “Do you feel better?” His voice was soft and comforting.

“Much,” you replied quietly. “Thank you. I needed that.”

“Of course, love. Anytime you feel this way, find me. I don’t mind, I promise.”

You nodded one last time before closing your eyes for good, dozing off against the chest of the man holding you.

[the1975attheirverybest]

just had this idea and couldnt not share it:

Going to the studio one day w/ Matty and seeing them work so passionately and excitedly. Maybe your eyes drift to Matty’s hands as he is speaking or touching dials on the sound board. Your mind starts racing and suddenly you need him now. You try to get his attention and he keeps brushing you off saying he has to finish the part he thought of until in front of everyone he hears a firm “Matthew Healy.” With that, he knows what’s happening and he makes everyone take lunch. You can come up with the rest, whether he is dom/sub and just exactly HOW you need him.

idk thought this could be a fun little thing to write :)

OKAY BUT PLEASE THIS PLAYS RIGHT INTO MY FANTASY!!! Cuz have y’all heard those two “Tape Notes” episodes?! NOTHING is hotter to me than when Matty talks about how some songs were made. And like, I only play guitar, so I don’t really know that much technical stuff about music production but it’s still SUCH A turn on. Just how much he loves his job and how if the drums are even a notch too loud/ too low, he hates it. AND if the guitar is “too perfect” he won’t let it go. It has to sound a little bit warped. His whole “faded splendor” bit that he loves to bring up in every interview. Ugh. So. Fucking. Sexy. So, yeah, I’d imagine if he ever brings his partner around the studio, it would be….a lot.

Like imagine watching him sit there, between the mixing board on one side, and the big computer on the other. And he’s just in his chair, wheeling back and forth between the two, testing out different variations, asking George why it’s not quite right yet.

George is just like “okay, how about we loop the drum track so it keeps playing throughout the song.”

But Matty immediately scuffs, hating the idea. “That’s just lazy musicianship. If the emotion shifts and the words change, the melody has got to change with it. Don’t go with the easy option.”

George is frustrated. “I wasn’t bein’ lazy; I was keeping literally the one thing you said you liked about the arrangement. The fuckin drums.”

Matty frowns, deep in thought, picking at his lower lip, a subconscious habit he doesn’t realize he’s doing half the time. “Nah, there’s something else we haven’t thought of. Let me hear it again?” And he puts the headset on, but only one ear, so he could leave the other ear available to George as they talk through it.

“Don’t like it. Nope. It just sounds too put together. I hate that.”

“I know. I get that. I just don’t know what would make it less crisp without- like getting in the way of the song.”

At this point, she’s melting, obviously. She’s way past listening to their actual conversation, and is just watching Matty’s fingers push the buttons on the mixing board, wishing that the machine were her body instead. Memorizing the way his fingers slide the dial from one side to the other to create that distorted effect that he wants, and imaging instead that he is sliding his finger down her body, anticipating him touching her core. She shudders slightly, reminding herself that there’s people around.

She decides he needs to be as worked up as she is. So she walks over to him, hugging him from the back of the chair, sliding her hands down his chest and kissing his earlobe seductively whispering something about taking a quick break to “refresh” his mind and body. He’s too in the zone to catch onto her innuendo, though, so he shrugs her off, mumbling something about how taking a break and interrupting the process would be the absolute worst thing he could right now. He’s just on the cusp of a break through, he can FEEL it. He just needs to put things together the right way.

His absent-mindedness is weirdly even more attractive to her. The fact that his mind could be so absorbed in something that he loses his sense of his surroundings makes her heart swell and the rest of her body get turned on. Maybe it’s the joy written all over his face when he’s engaged in something that he so clearly loves, maybe it’s the way he completely opens up when working, whatever it is, it’s HOT as fuck and it makes her want him more.

She keeps trying. She scoots her seat next to his, brushing her arm against his as he squints into the screen, fiddling with the production software, having taken over from George. She brushes his curls out of his eyes so “he can see better.” But nothing is working. So, finally, he’s out of subtle tricks. She has to resort to blunt honesty. She takes a deep breath, standing up with a hand on her hip and yelling out “Matthew Timothy Healy! What on earth is wrong with you? I’m trying to fuck you over here!”

Matty finally looks up, taking the headset off his ears and holding in a giggle. He looks at her, winks, and turns to the guys. “George…you guys are….hungry right now, yeah?”

George takes the hint and rounds everyone up and they all leave. The door is barely closed behind them before Matty springs to action, hoisting her up by the waist, and setting her onto the desk. Apparently, her willingness to announce to the world that she wants him to rail her to death is as attractive to Matty as his passion is to her. So he gets right to it, knowing that she’s been ready and desperate for a minute now.

His hands are shoddy, just grabbing and squeezing wherever they land, kisses whiny, swallowing each others high-pitched moans. He alternated between kissing and biting down her body, to keep her on her toes. Just when she thinks she’s got his pattern down, he changes things up. He all but tears her shirt apart, taking her nipple into his mouth, sucking, causing her to cry out. His hand is on the other breast, squeezing, pinching, scratching. Her brain goes into overdrive r from the mixture of sensations. Some soft, some rough, some tingle, some hurt. She can’t keep up, and when he’s ready to make her cum, he pushes her to lay down on the table. She mumbles something about laying on top of his expensive equipment and he says he doesn’t care.

“You don’t; but George might.”

“Oh, whatever. That mixing board is mine anyway.”

When he pushes her arms above her head to hold her wrists in place as he fucked into her, one of her fingers accidentally turns the recording button on. Matty’s too caught up in making absolutely sure he makes it hard for her to stand after this, to notice what’s happened. So as she whines, begs, and chants his name, the computer is getting it alllllll on record. When they’re eventually done, and Matty is kissing all the spots on her body where he might have left bruises, he notices the green light is on, which indicates recording. He laughs, and goes to the computer to click “play” on the file.

She’s stunned in place. Her hand goes to cover her mouth. Her face is turning every shade of every color in embarrassment, but Matty is absolutely loving it. He clicks “save.” And she squeals and yelps and kicks her feet and wants to kill him.

But he’s all like “well, listen, this might just be the missing ingredient that we’ve needed all day.”

Yeah….I think about studio Matty a lot.

[strawmyberry]

my south park tickle headcannons! (the main four!)

the time has finally come!!! these little guys have been clogging up my brain for months- so what better way to remedy that than by spilling all my thoughts out here!!! and- it’s perfect to pass the time while i write my first fic for y’all! thank you so much for waiting!! it really means the world that people like to hear my silly little thoughts!

also- please let me know if you have any requests- i’d love to take a crack at them!!

anywho; here are some of my headcannons! thank you so much again!! i hope you like them!

— ❤️🍓 strawberry 🍓❤️

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Stan!-

super ticklish!

im a huge sucker for the “stan snorts when he laughs” hc

he’s super duper embarrassed by it- he thinks it’s weird

stan goes for defense when getting tickled! instead of trying to get away/tickle back- he tries to cover himself/his mouth

he never likes giving the satisfaction of actually laughing. does hiding it ever work? no! does he still do it? yes!

i think he got it from all the times shelly has been absolutely merciless to him

(she’s a lot stronger than him- so he thinks that if he doesn’t laugh and give her what she wants she’ll get bored and stop)

99% of the time it’s her tickling him- he’s smart enough to know that trying to get revenge on her is practically impossible

definitely the type to lie about being ticklish or at the very least- the extent of how ticklish he actually is

“are you ticklish?” “no” “really?” “…i mean, maybe a little?”

he also gets super blushy - his ears turn RED

worst spot are his armpits- and he goes through great lengths for no one to find out about it

kyle found out a cute little funny trick where if you get your thumb and twist it into stan’s armpit it drives him up the damn wall

like: he starts snorting practically nonstop- can’t even speak he’s laughing too hard

i think up to like the age of 7- his mom had a little game that if she caught him trying to take cookies from the cookie jar when she knew he had some already: she’d taze his side

(it worked like a charm, and she still does it from time to time)

when he’s about to get tickled he just says his ler’s name over and over again with different inflections

“wendy? wendy- no- wendy- wendy. wendy-no! weNDY-“

(whenever he does this to kyle he always goes “yeah, dude? that’s my name!” and it piSSES HIM OFF SO MUCH LMAOO)

teases (that aren’t about his snorts) don’t really embarrass him they just kinda annoy him a little

teases don’t really work on him all that much unLESS IF IT’S WENDY- TOTALLY DIFFERENT STORY THERE-

he actually really likes being tickled if it’s by his friends- he just hates admitting it

he likes having an excuse to laugh freely!!

and although i think i could go on for hours and hours about how he is as a lee- he’s more of a ler

hes canonically good at tickling! yay! (thank you matt and trey)

he tickles kyle for everything under the sun

bad mood? poke. beating me at mario kart? poke poke. won’t let me play with his blue hot wheels bugatti chiron? poke poke poke!

i think kyle is so ticklish that for a while he was too scared to even check if stan was too- so homie was in the clear for a while

he laughs with his lee- he finds their reactions very entertaining

he teases!! he’s mean!! smirks all the while!

“man, is it really that bad? sick…”

although, i think with wendy and kyle it’s more compliments than actual teasing

telepathic communication with kyle when it comes to teaming up on people! one look is all they need to know where to go

dream team with kenny- those two are absolute menaces to kyle

i don’t really think he’s mean on purpose- he just gets carried away because he’s having fun!

completely forgets how easy it is to get him back; it totally slips his mind until he’s face to face with revenge!

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Kyle!-

he is ticklish ticklish!!!

i totally agree that kyle is the most ticklish of the group- he so is!!!

HE HICCUPS WHEN HE LAUGHS TOO MUCH!!

and it lasts for a while after the fact too- like ten minutes later? he’s still hiccuping

unlike stan, instead of defending himself he goes balls to the walls. he pulls out all the stops!!

he kicks, he screams, he punches!

(stan has gotten a bloody nose because of this multiple times. kyle still feels bad about it!!)

he also has sUCH A POTTY MOUTH LMAOO

he curses up a storm when hes tickled- it’s so amusing for his ler(s)

(i totally think there was a time where kenny and stan set a five minute timer and they would add a minute every single time kyle cursed- five minutes were added within the first thirty seconds and the only reason why kyle eventually managed to stop cursing was because he was hiccuping so much he couldn’t even get a word out!) maybeillwritethisoutatsomepointidontknowww

he’s ticklish literally everywhere but his ears are the WORST

(his neck is pretty bad too- but ears? WOOOO)

he begs stan and kenny to keep his ticklishness a secret from cartman. he does NOT want his finding out!

he ends up finding out.

cartman loves to just randomly blow in kyle’s ear (it’s why he wears his hat 24/7) because he squeals and jumps like fifty feet in the air

kyle has really sensitive skin so if you tickle somewhere for a little while- it ends up turning red

(stan uses this as a timer sometimes! “oh- dude, your stomach is red. …guess it’s time to go for your ribs then!”)

just hearing the word “tickle” causes him to tense up- he gets so nervous

teases work SO WELL on him!

you don’t even have to be teasing him actually- if you talk to him AT ALL while tickling him it drives him up the wall

he tries to bargain his way out of getting tickled (it never works LMAOO)

“wait! wait waIT WAIT- we can talk about this, dude! dude, let’s just talk about it! let’s just taLK ABOUT IT-“

it doesn’t really matter how he’s being tickled; everything and i mean everything tickles to him- but i think light tickles are really his kryptonite

he’s the type to giggle hysterically before you even touch him (stan thinks it’s the funniest thing- so he takes his sweet ass time before even doing anything)

as a ler he is RUTHLESS

in his mind- he needs to tucker his lee out before they have the energy to try to get back at him

the years he’s had with ike really pay off and he has some SKILLED fingers!

he makes mental notes of where his lee(s) is the most ticklish- and he does not leave that spot until he figures out WHAT exactly works the best

loves ticking ike because it’s the one person he doesn’t have to worry about getting him back LMAOO

(even then ike still does from time to time)

if his lee makes ANY noise (snort, hiccup, squeak) they need to RUN because he will relish in that shit

“holy shit, dude!! what the hell was that? do it again!!”

him and stan are absolute horrifying when they work together- you got the brains and the brawn against you

hes super mean when getting stan back for his constant tickle attacks

and for kenny, he’s only a tiny bit nicer

he picks and chooses his battles when it comes to revenge…i just think he chooses violence 9 times out of 10 LMAOOO

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Kenny!-

too ticklish for his own good!!!

he has a super addicting laugh- it really doesn’t work well for him

not only that, but he has completely different laughs depending on where he’s being tickled

he MOVES when he laughs (not just when being tickled)

he seems like the type to fucking FLY forward when laughing at a joke LMAOO

he squirms and jerks like crazy!!

and he pounds his fists on the ground and/or pulls on his parka!! he needs something to do with his hands!! very entertaining!!

he doesn’t really fight back- he’s trained himself so he doesn’t accidentally hurt karen

his friends do this really mean thing where they pretend like they don’t understand him through his parka

“…what did you say? do you know what he said, kyle?” “yeah, dude! he said ‘please keep tickling me!’” “oh yeahhh! gotcha’! jussst checking…”

he also seems like the type to shake his head frantically and scream his ass before getting tickled!

runs for his LIFE, back against the wall- just shaking his head and his hands

“mm-mm! donmph!! donmt do itmph!! dONMT-NOOOOOOOO-!!!”

he’s also ticklish pretty much everywhere but his hips are SO BAD

he SCREAM laughs when you squeeze his hips and it’s so funny

his laugh is so contagious that sometimes his ler(s) have to stop for a second and just laugh along with him!

rougher tickles work on him better- since he’s wearing his parka! that shit is THICK!

squeezes are the death of him (literally) he can’t stand them

teases work pretty well on him! they get him all giggly

i think if you tickle him for too long he starts coughing- and that’s how you know when to stop!

gets into tickle fights with karen and kevin CONSTANTLY and most of the time- he gets WRECKED!

as a ler he’s surprisingly really sweet?

i think it’s because he’s died from being tickled too much before

and he knows that HE can come back to life. his friends and family? he doesn’t wanna risk it!

that doesn’t mean he’s not a total tickle monster!! he definitely is!! he’s just a bit more cautious about it

he keeps most of his tickles light

(unless it’s one of the others in the main four- he’s MEAN to them)

he’s the type to coo and tease- what he does to karen he does to everyone since up to this point it’s been pretty effective!

he LOVES giving people really quick cheer up tickles. just five minutes of innocent little flutters and the whole bad mood is gone!

he zips his fingers around random spots sometimes just making little “ooohs” and “aaahs”

”oooh! how aboumt heremph? oooooh! heremph? awwww!”

he’ll wiggle his two index fingers and only those two above his lee before striking with his whole hand!!

sometimes he pulls his parka tighter while teasing, just so they have to guess what he said- he thinks it’s funny!

raspberries are super fun for him since if he has the parka on, it’s ten times worse!

LOVES doing the “sike out” on his lees it’s super fun

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Cartman!-

not super ticklish- but ticklish!

he has a really “ugly” laugh LMAOO

like it’s almost kinda jarring

he somehow sounds like a mixture of a pig and a gremlin LMAOO

the other three don’t really tickle him all that much actually!

(probably because they’re all just a teeeeeny bit scared of him)

but also because they hate his laugh-

(kyle covers his ears half the time LMAOO im really cracking myself up here)

but in all seriousness, they are genuinely afraid to tickle him; he’s super mean

his mom on the other hand? she does it all the time

i love love LOVE the hc where cartman has ticklish cheeks- im a sucker for it i love it!

his cheeks and sides are his worst spot(s)

(his mom uses this to her advantage whenever she can!)

he’s SO overdramatic- it makes tickling him such an ordeal

he will flop to the floor after a single poke- and then he’s back up again; ready to wreck your shit

he curses like kyle- but noT IN THE SAME WAY AT ALL

kyle just goes “shit! fuck! you’re an asshole!” you know, normal stuff- carTMAN ON THE OTHER HAND??

he makes up the most obscure insults you have ever heard.

(boobie fucker is the first one that came to mind LMAOAOAOO)

teases work super well on him- it gets him all agitated

(especially if it’s his mom it drives him UP THE WALL.)

he definitely isn’t afraid to rip his lee’s hands off of him- he is not afraid to hurt anyone

when he’s about to get tickled- he doesn’t bargain or beg he threatens

and honestly? (you should probably listen-)

HE’S HORRIFYING AS A LER OH GOD

hes actually not that good at tickling- he sucks at it

but that doesn’t matter!!! he still makes life a living hell!!

he searches for your worst spot; and god forbid he finds it

because he EXPLOITS THAT SHIT!!

he won’t stop until you are in tears- and he makes no exceptions!

(remember how i said kenny died from being tickled before? [f]artman is the one to blame!!)

it’s not even warranted half the time- he’s just a bully

and he doesn’t even “tease” he just insults.

he makes fun of your laugh, what you’re doing, where you’re ticklish

the other three have gone through this at least once- and they try their hardest to never have to go through it again

[magolandandfriends]

Hello Magolor and friends, I have been watching your tale play out for a while and its interesting to me. I also brought a gift *place four bags of popeye's chicken in front of them* Its four chicken tender family meals making it 64 pieces of chicken twenty biscuits 20 sauces and 8 sides. I didn't know what you may want so I got 4 sides of fries, 2 sides of mashed potatoes and 2 sides of mac and cheese. Oh right and before I forget I had two questions. First, Magolor are you feeling any side effects from your little heatstroke incident. Second, I saw that Zan Partizanne and Susie are a couple so I was wondering if anyone else among the four of you (sans susie given my earlier point) or other people you know are in relationships. - The Wanderer, Guardian of Omndell

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[ They’re all happy. Very happy. Certified :D moment. ]

Magolor: No I haven’t been feeling any kind of side effects! It’s been a month since I fainted I’m doing perfectly fine! No need to worry!

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[QUESTION 2 ANSWERED VV]

Susie: That’s oddly specific-

Taranza: Trust me if I knew why I would tell you but- also don’t tell Marx I told you this I’ll never hear the end of it

Susie: oh don’t worry I won’t. I’ll just use this information to mess with him

Wanderer belongs to: @the-omndell-chronicles !!

(…. It’s been. Almost a month. Since I answered an ask. And it’s been. Almost 3 months. Since I’ve gotten this ask. Um. So how y’all doing)

(Anyways HOLY FUCJING SHIT ITS BEEN ALMOST A MONTH SINCE I FED YOU GUYS WITH MY ASKS IM SO DAMN SORRY- like I said before- college started, i had to wait for my new iPad to arrive, I have to do actual assignments now and I’ve been B U S Y, and this ask wAS SUPER LONG- I had to restart it twice because I wasn’t happy with how it was turning out)

(BUT WOWWWWWIE THIS ONE WAS A FUN ONE. EVEN THOUGH I RESTARTED THE SCRIPT DURING THE WORKINF PROGRESSES THIS ONE WAS A FUN ONE AND I ENJOYED IT. I NEED TO PROPERLY PREPARE MYSELF FOR THESW LONG ASKS-)

(AND DAILY REMINDER ESPECIALLY WITH LIFE STARTINF TO GET MORE BUSY FOR ME. YOURE ASKS ARENT BEING IGNORED. NOT ONLY AM I LETTING A WHEEL PICK FOR ME BUT IM SUPER BUSY NOW. This time I’m going to focus on the asks from July before I go back to the wheel BUT hopefully now that this big one is finished they’ll come out quickly- I’ll try to get 1-2 out by the weekends but if not then please forgive me)

(And to those that read my tags on posts that were marx and Magolor focused- where I get extra silly. Yes this is technically a part where it starts to pick up but it’s more of a prologue if anything so do with that what you will)

(Ok anything else I wanna say- oh yes- Magolor isn’t lying he hasn’t been experiencing any side effects that were linked to the fainting incident. But his friends are keeping and extra close eye on him when the weather is hotter than usual. Man I hope something like that doesn’t happen again that would be cra-)

(OKOK ONE LAST BIT IF IMPORTANT INFO- I normally draw characters from the magoverse for silly and fun but this time I tried to draw this askers OC wanderer for fun- I tried goikg based off the text post that was on their profile but if I messed anything up then I DEEPLY apologize- I’ll try to make fixes if I don’t forget-)

[3hunnactrl]

So this is like my first time posting anything like this so like hope y’all enjoy it I ain’t gonna lie it’s a sad one I was tearing up a little while writing this also a black reader was kept in mind when writing this

Warning:sadness real sad

Do not copy or repost this in any other platforms

She was right there in clear view she was right there how could I be so stupid

“You know I’ll always be there for you her eye glimmered when she looked into my eyes”

she was there for me the most for fuck sake we were friends for years I’ve never really heard of her speak of an love interest

If I could I would turn back time to re do the shit that was done and said paid more intention maybe then i would’ve I gotten the hints that she threw at me

It could’ve been me that walked with her down the isle it could’ve been me that that barred a family with her it could’ve been me that grew old with her I lost the most genuine thing that happened to me all because I didn’t get it now I stand here with my heart In shatters wondering where it all went wrong

I loved her to late now her heart belongs to someone else and the only thing I can do is watch while she shines but without me I’m left in the dark

I stand in the corner of the church watching her walked down the isle shining like a star I felt like life was flashing before my eyes

“Hi my name is y/n she said with a big smile on her face”

Tears started to slowly escape my eyes they dropped so fast I couldn’t stop them

Soon enough she was exchanging vows with her soon to be husband and the only thing I could do was watch while sorrow tears fell from my eyes

It all became to much to bear I couldn’t do it I rush out there while keeping my head down not caring if I made scene

I hurried to my car unlocking the door with shaky hands when I finally got in and closed the door I couldn’t hold it in anymore

I started to sob uncontrollably tears running down my face while my body shake violently I gripped my steering wheel tightly until my knuckles turned white soon enough that sadness turned into anger i banged my fist repeatedly into the steering wheel until I started to break down again there’s nothing I can do it was my mistake my wrong doing my selfishness

When the tears finally stopped all that was there was………nothing I’ve lost everything.