#[thanks for the laughs today bruh]

[helluva-hazbins]

Do Vox got dem USB port nipples? When taking it in the ass does it click into place? Is there a size or shape that only fits, or is it a universal socket adapter?

He's laughing. "You are a riot, what is this? Your best stand-up routine? Look, I appreciate the effort, but you're in serious need of some more engaging material here. Are you getting tips from some out-dated, out of touch fuck face, is that it?!"

"Because if that is the case, you'd better pray to whatever Gods you believe will show you mercy. You're going to need it after what you're about to go through." His voice darkened as two grunts on payroll came and ushered the greyface away.

[twobluejeans]

HEARTBREAK ON TOUR!

charles leclerc x famous!reader

summary: in which the lavender haze has been lifted. or in which america’s it couple splits.

part 4: emo ponytail girl, part 3: dupeee, part 2: wtf does ET know?, part 1: don’t start

faceclaim: madison beer

ally’s radio 📻: PART 4! the drama goes on. a lot of tswift references 🫶

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yourinstagram thank u manchester & london for an amazing 5 days. you guys were so much fun to play for. i also wanna say thank you to my two beautiful children @oliviarodrigo @gracieabrams, eternally grateful for u guys flying in last minute to leave manchester w a bang. love u all so so much. see u soon amsterdam🖤 

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oliviarodrigo 🥹🥹🥹🥹

gracieabrams i love you thank you 🤍

augustbridgelvr my founding fathers

TWITTER, july 3

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yourinstagram 1h (july 4)

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yourinstagram happy independence day from me n a few of my favorite people 🤍

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arianagrande love uuu!!!

yourinstagram arianagrande i love u more

canyonmoondeservesjustice why can i not picture all of them  in the same room like 🧍🏽‍♀️

danielriccardo damn who’s that guy on the 3rd pic in white?? he’s so 😍😍

landonoriss danielriccardo me when i lie 

yourinstagram danielriccardo ur gonna let him do u like that??

danielriccardo landonorris yourinstagram girl bye you’re just jealous you aren’t as pretty as me 🤷

danielriccardo notice how it got quiet. EXACTLY.🙄 

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charlesleclercdaily Charles and Lola Ransdell at Wimbledon today!

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kingofmyh3art_ bye i’m crying he really out here winning the idgaf war 😭😭

55sainzleclerx Bro i can't get over the fact that she's the spitting image of Y/n

landoxcharles16 no bc why is every f1 driver entering their hoe era

szafanaccount12 landoxcharles16 no literally like charles gives me the ick now

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cl16daily Charles with a fan tonight in london

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youtolerateity/n dad pls wake up and come home

driverczains he looks so nice too UGHH

i2lvsrry She said to him that her favorite album was lover lol 💀😭

purrfecy/n/n i2lvsrry SHE DID NOT 💀

enchntdtwilight i2lvsrry SHE ALSO SAID THAT HE JUST SMILED AND LAUGHED AFTER SHE TOLD HIM

lewis44girls enchntdtwilight how do you know that??

enchntdtwilight lewis44girls I saw the original video on tik tok and she said that in a comment.

replovers hi 👋 im the girl in the picture! i was scared to approach him bc he was eating dinner with his new gf and i didn’t want to disturb him or anything so i waited until he was done. charles was very nice and talkative. i did mention that my favorite album was lover bc..it is. he just smiled and awkwardly chuckled. he then changed the subject and i got the hint. his new girlfriend, lola, actually took the photo too. she looks mean but she’s actually really nice, i can’t lie. she complimented my shoes. she was standing besides charles the whole time and had her hands locked with his, she looked kind of uncomfortable to be around cameras and get that kind of attention which is understandable yk.

mrrwoballstyles bruh they’re literally betty, august, and james 😭 NOT THE FOLKLORE LOVE TRIANGLE BECOMING REAL

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lolaransdell two tickets for barbie please

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ricciardofavboy i could SMELL the comments

herbffsinsta gorgeous gorgeous girly

lolaransdell herbffsinsta love uuu

grussellgirl where’s charles?

goldenstyles wow the power of plastic surgery and good lighting

haileybieber She knows she's the hottest 😍😍

itsainzleclerc remember u were a fan girl bye

y/nzone The only way this girl got famous was because of Charles. Other than that, nobody would have known who she was except her friends and now she pops up on Google and YouTube.

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ally's radio 📻 : so, um, secrets out? anyways, screw charles! #JUSTICEFORY/N2023 (this took me 3 hrs to make bruh, free me)

taglist 🦢🪩: @incoherenciass @dakotali @405rry @topaz125@sassyheroneckgiant @hevburn @itsmytimetoodream @ivegotparticulartaste @crowdedimagines @asterianax @haydee5010 @scenesofobx @christinabae @magical-spit @dessxoxsworld @myareadsbooks @honethatty12 @hopefulinlove @diasnohibng @gentlemonsterjennie1 @hummusxx @eugene-emt-roe @taestrwbrry @pejarma @cxcewg @chimchimjiminie16 @glow-ish @allywthsr

[bxeckersz]

hickeys | Kate Martin x Female!reader

summary: y/n and kate have a good time but unfortunately y/n gets carried away and the team notices

warnings: p eating (kate receiving), language, making out

a/n: i’m not that good at smut guys, bare w me 😭.

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“Fuck” Kate moans as Y/n kisses down her neck. She tilts her head, giving Y/n easier access. “So needy, hm” Y/n says against her neck.

“Y/n, cmon. I need you” Kate whispers. “Patience, baby.” Y/n says, kissing down her legs leaving hickeys as she goes.

“Y/n, stop fucking with me, dude.” Kate says, her tone husky. “shh” Y/n hums against Kate’s thigh, making her way to Kate’s inner thigh, closer to Kate’s pussy.

“please” Kate pleads. By now, her chest, neck, thighs, and legs are covered in hickeys. Y/n knows that Kate is gonna get pissed at her but she doesn’t care.

“Y/n, cmon m-“ Kate starts before Y/n attaches her plump lips to Kates dripping pussy, licking and sucking.

“Oh, fuck” Kate moans, attaching her hand to the back of Y/n’s head, making Y/n go faster.

“Taste so good” Y/n mutters against Kate, Y/n’s talking sending vibrations against Kate’s pussy.

“Right there, keep going” Kate moans, bucking her hips against Y/n’s face.

“shit” Kate groans. “Y/n- go faster” Kate pleads, throwing her head back.

“mhm” Y/n mutters, moving her tongue faster against Kate.

“Fuck. I-I’m gonna cum” Kate moans.

“Cum for me, baby” Y/n wishes.

The band snaps in Kates stomach as she cums.

“Oh my God. Fuck, yes” A pornographic moan leaves Kate’s Mouth as she rides her high out.

“Shit, you’re so good at that” Kate shudders, out of breath. “you should let me take control more then” Y/n suggests.

“Fuck no” Kate shakes her head.

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“i’m so tired” Kate groans, taking a sip out of her water bottle. Coach Bluder was working them really hard today.

“Holy shit Kate- what’s on your neck?” Gabbie says from the side of Kate, pointing out the particularly huge purple mark.

“What do you mean?” Kate says touching her neck. Fuck, the makeup melted off. Kate thinks.

“Holy shit, Kate has a hickey!” Gabbie calls out as the team runs over. “Damn, Kate, that’s one big hickey.” Jada says, studying the mark intently.

“Alright, bruh, move” Kate waves the girls off, walking into the locker room.

“So freaky” Caitlin mutters as the rest of the team walks in behind her.

“You and Y/n had a good time last night, hm” Taylor says, raising her eyebrows.

“My god, hush your mouths” Kate says, pulling her shirt and shorts off to reveal way more hickeys.

“What the fuck? it looks like someone beat the shit out of you” Kennise snickers, pointing out the purple marks across Kate’s body.

“look at her thighs! Oh my Lord, ya’ll are freaky, freaky” Aj laughs causing the rest of the girls to burst out in laughter.

“Just say ya’ll are jealous that i’m getting laid and ya’ll aren’t” Kate shrugs.

“Child, please. I get laid every night” Caitlin snickers causing the entire locker room to say “eww”.

“Guys it’s true though, you don’t even know how many times I walked in on her and Connor.” Gabbie says, gagging.

“Okay, that’s your fault for not knocking” Caitlin argues.

“No, it’s your fault for not locking the door” Gabbie rolls her eyes.

“Kate, you need to figure something out because Lord have mercy” Kennise says, raising her eyebrows at Kate.

“Yeah, yeah.” Kate says, rolling her eyes at the freshman guard.

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Thanks for reading!

dont know what else to say 😬😬 .

[dilfl0v3rss]

all yours

when it came to your safety, onyankopon played zero games. if he felt even the slightest bit of worry he had no problem getting you from wherever you may be. there have been times where you’ve been walked out of parties, stores, and even something as little as a smoke sesh with your girls. if ony felt you were unsafe you were going home no questions asked, and you honestly didn’t have an issue with it. feeling a sense of pride in having a man that cares so deeply for you. that was until tonight…

the two of you were at your friend ivy’s place for her big housewarming party when you were getting weird stares from a couple hating ass bitches. ivy didn’t want her party to be small so she told each person she invited to tell some friends to come as well. which led to this weird ass bitch brielle hearing about the party and deciding to curse everyone with her presence. brielle was an old fling of ony’s that he been cut off like a year ago, but she’s so thick in the head that she still runs her mouth about him to this very day. you, being the classy woman you are, have been ignoring the bitch because it honestly was sad of her to be acting like this, but today she reached her limit.

when you and ony first arrived everything was great. “heyy bitchhhh. so glad y’all could make ittt.” ivy screamed as she welcomed you and ony into her new home. ony greeted her with a small “wassup, thank you for havin’ us” before letting you have the floor, walking towards jean and connie to talk. “hey boooo. this place is niceeee you gotta let me spend the night sooon” the two of you talked for awhile before she let you go to get a drink from the kitchen. as you filled your red solo cup halfway with casamigos you noticed some girls approaching where your boyfriend and his friends were. before being able to move, you were stopped by sasha, mikasa and.

sasha was the first to talk. “you peep that shit right?” she said, nodding her head towards the girls. you knew if one of your friends was going to say something about what was going on it would be sasha. mikasa was on the quieter side, but best believe when it came to you she didn’t play either. “yea i see em. that bird ass bitch and her lil flock of pigeons tryna play games” the three of you watched as brielle and her little sidekicks were all up in you boyfriend’s faces. brielle being the main one, lightly hitting ony’s chest while she laughed. her red bussdown was flowing behind her as she pushed it over her shoulder, purposely trying to bounce her tiddies as she “fixed” her hair.

being the levelheaded woman you are, you decided against approaching them. knowing that you’d probably knock the bitches head off her shoulders if you went anywhere near her right now. so you pulled out your phone and sent ony a quick and simple text. ony looked at his phone almost immediately, knowing it was you who texted him since he had it on dnd for everyone else.

my wife💐

‘tell that bitch move around or ima drag her outta here omm😐’

as soon as he read the text, ony lifted his head and began searching for you. soon he locked eyes with yours, excusing himself from whatever conversation was going on and making his way to the kitchen. “what’s wrong now?” is this nigga dumb? did he not just see and feel that bitch being weird touching on him? “nun bruh just tell that hoe to keep her distance. that hair look new and i’d hate to have that shit on the floor” as the two of you conversed you couldn’t help but peep ivy and her friends start to mug you and your girls. eventually making their way towards you. before you can even point it out your thoughts were cut off by sasha. “yea i’m finna flip dis hoe. got me all the way fucked up.”

ony watched your friends start to remove their earrings and adjust their clothes, and being the nonconfrontational man that he was he decided it was time for you to go. “go tell ivy we leavin’ and wait f’me in the car ma. i’ll get you a slice of ca-” “nah i’m good right here.” you cut him off, eager to see what this bitch was on. as they approached y’all you see that sasha and mikasa were quick to be at your side, standing face to face with each of brielle’s friends. “you got a problem wit me shawty?” brielle smirked, looking you up and down and taking pride in pissing you off. but your mouth was smart and even though it got you in trouble with your man, there was nothing you couldn’t handle when it came to other people.

“nah but you seem to have a problem that i got the nigga you want” you spit back with a smile. you could see that your comment got under her skin. she was rolling her eyes as she replied. “nah ion got a problem when i know i can have em right back anytime. like last saturday for instance.” this bitch is a liar and you knew it. laughing at loud as both her and your friends looked at you confused. last saturday ony was home the entire day, and you can only remember it so vividly because he had you face down in the mattress for cursing him out over being late to brunch. you also remembered it so vividly because he recorded most of it on your phone. “tuhh bitch please pick a different lie because you know damn well he was with me. now are we gon sit here and chit chat or you tryna take this outside cause ian really with allat talkin’. ”

before the bird could reply, ony stepped in the middle of yall and tried to play the mediator. “y/n. get in the car, now. and brielle, what we had been over for a long ass time now. give that shit up and move on.” you backed down, feeling that no bitch was worth getting into it with your man. you were lowkey tired of being the bigger person, but knew i’d be better this way than just fighting and possibly ruining your friends party. as you made your way around ony, you gave brielle the illest mug ever to let her know that even though you’re leaving, you still ain’t no bitch. it wasn’t even five seconds since you left the kitchen where you can hear the bitch starting up again. “i don’t know why you still dealin’ wit that bitch. don’t you miss me ponpon?” brielle said in a baby like voice.

“nah chill wit that bitch word bro. and you really needa stop running your fuckin’ mouth bout her too cause i may not be here next time to stop her” you smiled while ony shut that bitch down. you knew he was more on the calm side so hearing him raise his voice a little turned you on. “oh please nigga you know damn well her shit nowhere as good as mine. used to have your soul leaving your body and allat. you can act like you don’t miss me but ik that dick think otherwise.” that was it for you. it was in the blink of an eye when you were dragging that bitch outside by her hair. honestly you needed whatever glue she got bc her shit wasn’t moving an inch. as you pulled her down the steps of ivy’s porch, you felt ony trying to grab at your wrists.

“mama let her hair go right now.” he yelled. you whip your head to the side, face to face with your man as he stared at you with a warning in his eyes. your fingers instantly straightened before brielle dropped to the ground. the stare this man was giving you made your heart start pumping rapidly. through his eyes you could tell that he was saying “don’t test me”, and you had no intention of finding out what would happen if you did. it was almost instantly when ony grabbed the top of your arm, quickly walking you to his car. most of the people were already outside, migrating there as they watched you drag brielle from the kitchen to the porch. ony opened your door and you sat down, ready to leave this whole day behind already. before you could close the door you heard brielle yapping again.

“fuck you bitch you can have the nigga. ain’t nun but a piece of dick anywayssss.” you hopped out the car and sprinted towards brielle with a quickness. as she seen you approaching she tried to square up but her hands were trash. punches were flying from everywhere, connecting right to her face every time. you honestly didn’t really care too much about what she said about you, but when it came to your boyfriend there was a line to be crossed. and she stomped right over it. “keep. my. man. name. out. your. fuckin’. mouth. bitch.” she was now laid on the floor with her arms shielding her bleeding face while you continued to throw blows her way. sasha seen her friends inching up about to jump in and shut it down immediately. “if you move anotha inch ima start swinging too. we don’t do nun of that jumping shit so i wish you would try so i can fuck you up right here.”

her friends looked at each other before back up completely, not wanting any problemsm. before long you felt strong arms wrap around you, lifting you off the ground and away from brielle. you were thrown into the backseat of ony’s car before he turned the child lock on, not being able to trust you to not open the door and attack again. he made his way to the front seat and threw a handful of tissue towards you from the glove compartment. the two of you were driving home in complete silence as you wiped your hands clean. usually your man would be lecturing you right now, but there was a calmness to him that frightened you. “umm…are you mad at me?”

he ignored you, asking his own question instead. “why do you get so jealous?” he mumbled, glancing at you in the rear view mirror. you rolled your eyes, acting as if what he was saying was the most ridiculous thing in the world when in actuality, he was right. you knew that ony and brielle been done way before you even came in the picture, but the thought of him even being with her made you feel a way. ony knew you very well and he could tell how you were feeling regardless of what you did or said.

“mama how many times i gotta tell you i’m only yours huh? why can’t you just trust me?” his grip on the steering wheel tightened as he kept replaying the nights events over and over again in his head. “how you expect me to trust you when you okay wit letting bitches be in your face? bitches you used to fuck!” you yelled, holding back tears as you moved your gaze out the window. ony opened his mouth to speak, but decided against going back and forth with you any longer. “we’ll fix this at my crib. not finna argue wit you in the car”

when the two of you made it to his apartment, ony wasted no time, leading you to his room before sitting you down on his lap. “so why you don’t trust me?” he asked, his handing running all over your back as he awaited your reply. you looked at the ground tears threatening to spill from your eyes as you tried your hardest to keep your voice from wavering. “i do” ony sucked his teeth at your words, lightly grabbing your chin and facing you towards him so you could see the knowing look he was giving you. “don’t lie mama, you said it in the car. why don’t you trust me?” the tears you’ve been fighting finally broke free as you quickly covered your eyes and sobbed into his lap. “i-it’s not you pa. i-i was just a little jealous b’cause you were letting her….her-” your cries took most of your breath from you, making you have to stop in the middle of your sentence so you can take a breath. “sh sh sh i get it baby. how you want me t’fix it huh?”you shrugged your shoulders at his question, not having an idea on how he could make this horrible night any better. “a-any way you can”

a soft smile made its way to ony’s face as he lightly pushed you down on your back. he removed your bottoms before slowly getting on his knees. “this way okay?” he asked, chuckling at how you eagerly nodded your head as an answer. it wasn’t long before ony had you a blabbering mess, his fingers digging into you slowly as he took in each of you pretty face expressions. “say it again baby” your back was arched off the bed as you repeated the words ony planned to have to chanting all night. “y-you’re all mine shitt” your moans made his dick grow stiff in his pants as ony looked at the sight of your glistening wet pussy. he quickly pulled his fingers out, laying his tongue flat on your clit before eating you out sloppily.

the feeling of his skilled tongue made you scream as you pushed and pulled on his head. “again” he mumbled into your pussy, too addicted to fully take his mouth away as he looked up at your pretty face. “all mine daddy a-all mine” ony sucked softly on your clit, letting his tongue run all over it in his mouth to quickly grab an orgasm out of you. his tactic worked, making him smile as he felt your juices begin to rush out of you and wet his chin. “good girl mama”

ony stood up in front of you, taking in the sight of your post orgasmic glow as he rubbed himself through his sweatpants. the sight of his bulge made you whine in want as you slowly leaned up to free him from his pants. ony quickly grabbed your hand, giving you a soft expression before lightly pushing flat onto the bed. “s’not about me right now mama. let me do this for you ‘kay?” you nodded your head at his words, making ony give you a like tap on your thigh to make you jump. “lemme hear your voice” at the sound of the small “yes” you gave him, ony slowly freed his dick from the confines of his sweats before lining it up with your tight entrance. “say it again”

“you’re all m-….ohmygoddd” the feeling of his thick dick sinking into your walls made a pretty cry fall from your lips. your back arching off the bed as your hand quickly flew to his wrists. ony didn’t let up, his pace slow, but his thrusts deep as he dug into you with love. “yea m’all yours mama. who dick is it?” your eyes were already at the back of your skull. small whimpers falling from your lips as you tried your hardest not to let your mind drift off into the clouds. “s’m….s’mine daddy” your words were slurred as you felt his dick begin to kiss your cervix in a way that made you want to scream. “ooouuu fuckkk”

ony’s pace began to quicken. the force of his quicker thrusts making your body begin to jerk a little on the sheets. he slowly pulled up your shirt, freeing your perky breasts before leaning down to latch his mouth onto one of your nipples. the feeling of his wet tongue on the sensitive bud making you grow wetter as you caressed the back of his head. you knew there would be marks in the morning, but you didn’t care. letting your man prove to you how much he loves and cares about you through making sweet love to your body. ony released your nipple with a small pop before moving up to your neck.

the dark purple marks were already beginning to form in both of the areas as he slowly moved his lips to your ear. “say it again f’me mama. don’t want you t’forget” as ony waited for your reply, he leaned up from your body, staring down at you lovingly before pulling out of you completely. you matched his gaze, your brown eyes big and watery as you told him the words he longed to hear. “you’re mine” with that ony flipped you onto your stomach, quickly thrusting back into you before fucking you at a fast pace. his dick kissed all the right places in you as you cried out into the air. “oh…oh my goddd daddy right there!” ony smirked as you continued to moan for him. he just started and you were already ready to make a mess all over the sheets. the sloppy sounds of his dick stroking your pussy ringing through the air as proof.

“s’too soon, need you t’hold it f’me ma. can you do that?” you quickly nodded your head, earning you a hard snap of his hips that made you yelp in pleasurable pain. “what i tell you before? talk t’me baby” he was pounding you into the sheets now, your back arched to perfection as ony kept a hand on your back and another at the top of your ass. “i….i can hold it daddy” a smile spread into ony’s brown features as he listened to your whiny voice. your pussy fluttering as you felt his thumb rub over your tight hole. “you want me to?” he asked, chuckling at how quickly you whined out a “yes daddy….please”. ony moved his hand before letting his spit drip from his mouth to your ass.

lightly rubbing his spit outside the brown hole before he lightly fed it the tip of his thumb. you moaned at the sensation, throwing yourself back on him to get more if his dick along with poking your ass out more. “greedy thing” he groaned before fully sheathing his tumb inside of you. the sight made his dick twitch as ony began to fuck you harder and faster. occasionally stroking your puckering hole with his thumb to keep you on edge.

“you trust me now baby?” he breathed, the sight and sound of your pretty moans and even prettier body making it hard for him not to want to shoot his load deep inside of you. “y-yes daddy….with my life”

“you gon cut out the jealousy shit?” ony began to pound into you, using his free hand to push your arch down deeper as he quickly fucked the both of you closer to your orgasms. “mmm..mhm n-no more” the feeling of his long dick repeatedly hitting your g spot made your legs shake under you as you began to soak the sheets under you with drool. “say it one more time for me beautiful and we gon cum together” tears fell from your eyes at the rush of emotions flowing through your body right now. the feeling of love and trust being the most powerful as you felt the coil in your stomach begin to snap.

“you’re all mine”

[applepinsss]

YOUR LOVE ☪︎

"Can I have some of your love?"

genre: fluff, silly idea, Miles being absolutely whipped for reader

synopsis: Miles finally decides to make a move on his hallway crush.

song inspo: Some - Steve Lacy

tags: @oliveeoil

AN: imma be real, this is like my first miles fic ever, so if i write him a bit out of character, im so sorry guys 😭 but i really enjoyed writing this and i tried to make it as cute as possible! anyways i hope you enjoy!

Things can be repetitive. Each day feels just like the one before it, causing things to become a pattern. It happens to the best of us, even to the pride of Brooklyn himself. The days Miles could recall were starting to mix. Go to school, vigilante work and go home for the weekend, over and over again. This was how things had been for the past month or two, at least until a few weeks ago.

Before, school was more like a blurry mess of repetitive assignments and classes, a place that he disliked and just not worthy of getting up early for everyday. Now for the first time in a while, he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement every morning. Couldn't help waking up early, getting ready and being focused on one thing, the same thing that was on his mind on late nights. Having him giddy with excitement, being a bit quicker out the door every morning just to be even a little bit earlier to wander the hallways for a while, scanning the groups of fellow students while hoping to find a specific face every morning before class.

He spots you from a distance, playing it cool and only looking for a moment, just to admire from a distance before being forced to head over to first period. Hurrying to class as he mulls over your appearance in his head, trying to keep the image fresh so he can replicate it on paper.

You had your hair in a simple 'fro today, having taken out the French curl braids you had in for months. Miles always enjoyed how creative you were with your hair, showing up with a different style everyday whether braided or free, as he always tried hard to notice the differences in each style before doing his best to recreate it on paper.

Class passes as usual, the dull lecture of the teacher being nothing more than white noise as Miles does his best to redraw what he saw from you this morning. As he moves from class to class it feels like he sees you almost everywhere. Gathered at the lockers laughing with a friend or two, leaving a class with an armful of books and a binder or just aimlessly wandering the halls, either avoiding returning to class or on your way to the restroom.

There were so many chances in the day to talk, but besides the overwhelming nervousness at the thought he didn't exactly know how. You were in his Studio Art class and you had spoken to him before but only briefly to compliment his J's, to which he responded with an awkwardly enthusiastic thanks. To avoid embarrassing himself he kept his distance, picturing the day where he’d finally work up the nerve to say hi.

Today was actually different from the usual class; In Studio Art today, your class has been volunteered (more of assigned) to help work on painting some large set pieces for theater. As you’re all standing in front of the theater director for instructions on where to begin, by some form of luck, Miles ends up piled in next to you. With this realization he feels a good amount of fear and curiosity inside, with him being able to see you clearly in his peripherals simply waiting, although with a faint air of frustration for the group to begin.

Something inside him wants to speak up and say something, anything to get your attention but the fear of saying something embarrassing keeps him silent as his mind races to come up with a subject of interest. He spares a few glances only to find you already looking at him, now refusing to look at you even after hearing you let out a huff of laughter, still staring. “...bruh, I've seen you staring already. Can I help you?” You laugh as you watch him stammer to come up with a response, eyes looking everywhere but at you. “Oh-! Um, shit, sorry..uhh…your J’s, where'd you get them from??”

Oh my God, are you serious? You could have said anything, and you asked about her shoes?? He watches in embarrassment as you look down at your shoes and back up at him in confusion. “Uhh, at the mall. Why?” He hesitates for a moment before blurting out a response. “They, uh, they look nice.” You nod. “Oh, thanks.” An awkward silence follows, with you and Miles both sneaking glances at each other before being dismissed to work with everyone else. Feeling a bit embarrassed and disappointed, Miles began to walk off only to realize you were following behind him.

You can't help but smile at his surprised expression before hurrying ahead towards a tarp with some smaller set peices. “We should start with these first, don't you think?” He watches as you sit down cross-legged on the tarp, silently inviting him to sit with you. “Uhh, yeah, sure.” He smiled back, sitting down with you and watching as you mess with a few bottles of paint before glancing back over at him, a hint of embarrassment on your face.“So, you got any idea what we're supposed to do? "Cause I'm not gonna lie, I wasn't really paying attention.”

"I don't- I think we're just supposed to paint over them in white? I'm not sure.” You sigh at this, passing him a brush before pouring white paint into the tray. “I'm really not tryna do this today. I actually wanted to stay in Art today, get to work on my project.”

“The mixed media one? I haven't really started on it yet…” You let out a huff of laughter. “Me neither. I just had a few ideas in my mind..just trying to come up with something, yknow?”

Silence begins as the two of you work on painting, but Miles can't help but glance over at you every now and then, only to hear you speak up again in a more shy tone. “I've seen some of your art too, the street art at least. It's really impressive.” You keep your gaze locked on the task in front of you, completely missing his pleased, surprised and flattered expression. “Really?”

“Yeah. From what I've seen, you never draw a sketch for that style, you just go for it. That's cool, and I've seen your tags too, the one on your bag, I mean, and..I like ‘em. They're cool.”

You trail off, getting visibly embarrassed, before looking up to see the awkward smile on his face, completely floored and pleased by your appreciation and fumbling to come up with a response. “Uh, thanks! That's really… I can make you a tag too, if you want!” Miles watches as your eyes light up and you hesitate to accept his offer. “Really? You don't have to if you don't want to..”

He nods, completely unbothered. “Yeah. I don't mind, really.” He watches as you smile back, making his heartbeat speed up. “Thank you…if you're interested, I can show you some of the ideas I had for the project, once we finish all this, of course.”

“Okay, sure.” Feeling accomplished and thrilled by how smoothly things went, the two of you continue to paint in a more comfortable silence, with a new feeling of relief and excitement for the next interaction between you two.

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[isackwhy]

IM BACK WITH ANOTHER ISAAC REQUEST BC HES SO BBG ‼️

alright so we all know hes a bit awkward right? im imagining him having a crush on reader over discord before the group house and such, and not knowing how to talk to them and just being an awk little sweetheart 😭🫶

ILYYY

OTW

isaacwhy w/ a crush on reader hc’s (discord era)

he feels so goofy when he realizes he likes u

ur one of his close friends that’s a factor

but over discord?

he’s not beating the discord mod allegations

will occasionally show his face bc u know what he looks like but he gets nervous

always jokes w u

and asks u to join calls

will always make u laugh

he’ll send u memes that remind him of u :)

and u do the same

you’ll schedule calls sometimes

lovesss having u involved in his videos w the guys

if u show ur face on cam and he doesn’t have his on he’s staring at u bruh he’s whipped

will try and compliment u when u do show ur face

“i like the hair today y/n.”

“thanks man.”

nick and tanner share eye contact over cam and stifle a laugh at the awkwardness between u 2

u guys watch movies together

he usually lets u choose unless he reallyyy wants to show u a movie

“i really wanna show you this movie? please please—“

“anything you want isy”

he shuts up.

gets awkward but his ego can take the punch

“promise?” he giggles

“weirdo,” u tell him

the guys have endure his somewhat horrible flirting skills the rare times he does try

he’ll use a shitty pickup line and u just laugh and go along w it

the guys are cringing

[harunayuuka2060]

Ace: Sensei's day-off today, right?

Deuce: Yes. They're going to celebrate their mother's birthday.

Ace: So what are we going to do during their time?

Deuce: The usual, I guess?

Ace: I want to make that balloon castle again. Hey, Sebek! You in with the balloon castle?

Sebek: Yes! But I don't want your participation in it!

Ace: Haven't you moved on from last time?

Sebek: I was trapped because you popped it off!

Ace: *laughs*

Epel: *enters the room in a hurry* Guys! Sensei is on television right now!

Ace, Deuce, and Sebek: Eh?

Leona: How did they end up in a dating show?

Cater: Wait. I'll try asking people in the live chat.

Ruggie: But hey, Sensei's looking good with their get up.

Trey: *chuckles* Look at Sensei conversing with other contestants.

The host: I hope everyone's excited to meet our celebrity guest!

The contestants: *clapping*

The host: But before that! Let's have our contestants introduced themselves and hear the reason why they've joined this event.

Riddle, Azul, Vil, and Kalim: *have arrived*

Riddle: Is it starting already?

Trey: Contestants are introducing themselves.

Azul: I thought Sensei was supposed to celebrate their mother's birthday?

Kalim: Maybe their mom told them to?

Vil: *worried frown*

Trey: Is there something wrong, Vil?

Vil: No, nothing.

Cater: It's Sensei's time to introduce themselves now.

The host: Your name, please. Occupation and why did you participate.

MC: *smiles* My name's MC and I'm working as a professor in Night Raven College.

The host: Whoa! A professor in one of the prestigious schools!

*the audience clapping*

The host: How's teaching in Night Raven College?

MC: It's fun. *waves at the camera* I just saw one of my students' magicam username on the screen.

Cater: *laughs*

The host: So what's your reason for joining this dating show?

MC: I was shopping for a blender with my mom.

The host: ...Pardon? You were shopping for a blender?

Leona: What the hell?

Cater, Trey, and Ruggie: *laughs*

MC: *nods* Yes. And while we were busy shopping for a blender, a woman approached us. Ah, I think it was that camerawoman. *points*

The host: *baffled* Th-Then, is it okay for you to be here?

MC: It's not a problem. I'm curious what's the status of dating society today.

The host: ...

The host: One last question. Would you do your best to win here?

MC: Will you give me a blender as a prize? *smiling*

The host: ...Pft. Yes? *laughs* Thank you for your introduction, professor and now it's time to know our celebrity guest!

The host: It's none other than!

The host: Eric Venue!

Leona, Ruggie, Trey, Cater, Riddle, Kalim, and Azul: ... *all turned their heads at Vil*

Vil: ...

Vil: What?

Ace: Bruh... *starts laughing*

Sebek: What's funny, human?

Ace: Just imagine. If Sensei wins this?

Sebek: ...

Epel: They will have to date Vil's dad.

Jack: It's just a one-time thing, right?

Ace: Yep.

Jack: Eh. I'll just go and do my usual routine. Don't want to be lectured by sensei.

Ace: Stay, Jack! We should watch and see how Sensei will win this!

Sebek: Ha! This is nothing for Sensei!

Epel: *chuckles* Yeah.

MC: *just having a blast and is having fun*

The host: Now for our finale! Contestants! You'll have to convince Mr. Venue that you are deserving for him!

*The other contestants start giving out reasons*

Vil's dad: *listening to them and just smiling*

The host: Professor? Now it's your turn.

MC: Thanks. So, Mr. Venue, do you have a child?

Vil's dad: Yes. I have a son.

MC: Okay. So, are you looking for a co-parent? *smiles playfully at him*

Vil's dad: ...

Vil's dad: *laughs*

The host: ... Is that all, professor?

MC: Yes.

Leona: That's one of the most straightforward questions I've heard.

Vil: They're going to win this thing.

Cater: Yep. And look at all the single-parents simping.

Trey: Just now, did you hear the headmage squealing?

Azul: He was too loud for him not to be heard.

Ruggie: Hey, Kalim. Is your phone alright?

Riddle: It has been ringing nonstop.

Kalim: Just my notifications. My single aunts messaging me, asking for Sensei's contact.

[theslushiestnoob]

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American Boy (pt.2)

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The week that followed saw me visiting Mandy and Martin’s place every day, sometimes to hang out there or sometimes to go out and explore the city. I had felt us all grow closer as a group, and Hamzah became increasingly comfortable with me as the days drew on.

Hamzah and I have made a habit of him driving me to Mandy and Martin’s place, as the alternative is getting an uber every time. As he pointed out, that would be both expensive and impractical, considering he only lived a few blocks away from my rental.

That morning, he knocked on my door to pick me up.

I opened it and smiled warmly at him.

‘Y’know, you could just message me when you’re outside and save yourself having to get out of the car every time,’ I say, fiddling with the lock of the door.

‘Nah, it’s fine,’ he affirms, crossing his arms across his chest. He was wearing his camo hat, of course, which his unruly curls were escaping from and coiling around his face. He also wore his oversized purple hoodie and a pair of shorts, exposing his legs from his mid-thighs down.

He looked me up and down for a lingering moment.

‘Nice outfit,’ he said with a smirk.

I looked down at myself, at my oversized brown Out of Character hoodie that Hamzah had given me a few days prior, when I had forgotten my own jumper at my rental. Mandy offered to let me borrow something from her wardrobe, but Hamzah had insisted I took the hoodie. I had paired it with blue-and-white pinstripe shorts to match the figures on the hoodie.

‘Thanks,’ I smile back at him.

Still struggling with the lock, I groan and barge the door with my shoulder. Hamzah laughs behind me and wordlessly takes the keys from my hands, effortlessly locking the door. He turns and smiles at me smugly.

‘Show-off,’ I mutter as I slink past him toward the car.

*

When we got into the apartment, Mandy greeted us excitedly.

‘Look at this girl when she gets given the chance to play the sims,’ Martin says amusedly in response to her giggliness.

‘Actually, it's extremely frustrating playing with you two but I’m excited to show the slushies my save,’ she says with an angelic smile.

‘We play as God intended,’ Hamzah adds with a smirk

‘Exactly. God intended us to make sim Joe Biden shoot up a cowboy bar,’ Martin replies.

Mandy rolls her eyes and makes for the computer, which has three chairs drawn up around it.

We had spoken on the groupchat the night before that I would come over when they film, so that Hamzah could give me a lift. We were going to order takeaway after, so it made sense for me to come with him even if I would be by myself for an hour or so.

I fell back onto the yellow sofa and covered myself with a plush blanket, picking up my book. I was in the same room, but just out of frame. Luckily, I had also brought my headphones.

‘Slushies, today we are playing The freaking Sims. And we have our mentor to help guide us on this heroic journey: Mandy,’ Hamzah intros the video.

‘Dude, we need to find a man right now,’ Martin adds.

Mandy sighs before saying, ‘You guys really do need a mentor.’

I smile to myself at their jokes before turning on my music.

*

‘OHHHH!!’ I hear Hamzah shout, his voice cracking from the volume. He leans back and covers his mouth with his hands, clearly reacting to something in the game.

I flinch, my hand jumping to clutch my chest in surprise.

I laugh as Hamzah turns to look at me, his laugh deepening when he sees my shocked expression.

‘I’m sorry, y/n! Wait, come look at this bruh,’ He gestures to the monitor.

I get up from my position on the sofa and walk over to the desk, resting my hand on the back of Hamzah’s chair as I lean into the screen.

I can’t contain my giggles as I see a sim of Travis Kelce wearing lingerie and cat ears.

‘Why would they add this to the game, dude?’ Hamzah says between laughs, Martin and Mandy laughing along with him.

‘Unless this is one of your freaky mods, Mandy,’ I add with a grin, turning to her.

‘I SWEAR this is Base Game,’ she laughs.

‘We believe you, girl,’ Martin says sarcastically.

‘Are you gonna say hi to the slushies?’ Hamzah asks, gesturing to the webcam and flashing me a glimpse of his smile.

I flush, having forgotten that they were filming. I feel Hamzah’s gaze lingering on me as I stammer my greeting.

‘Uh.. Hi guys!’ I say, turning to Hamzah for approval. He purses his lips and gives me a humorously critical look.

‘Girl…’ Martin says amusedly.

‘What? What else should I say?’

‘Your name, dumbass,’ Hamzah says. He places a hand on my shoulder and pushes me down until I’m eye level with the webcam. ‘And you’ve been giving the camera a great view of your boobs this entire time,’ he adds.

I blush and cover my face with my hands, partly from his comment but also affected by his lingering touch.

‘Hi guys, I’m y/n. I hope that you’re having a lovely day,’ I try again with a cheesy smile.

Hamzah nods approvingly with a humorous smile.

‘y/n, I need you to tell them that they can’t kill every townie they see, it’s pissing me off,’ Mandy says, glaring at Hamzah, who puts his hands up defensively.

‘You are leaving less people you can date,’ I reply, kneeling awkwardly beside Hamzah’s chair.

‘Oh we don’t have any more chairs, do we?’ Martin says, looking at Mandy.

‘Hmm, no, actually. The other one broke so I threw it out the other day,’

‘It’s fine, I’m alright down here,’ I assure.

‘No, come here,’ Hamzah says, scooting to the edge of his seat and patting the vacant space beside him.

I give him a bemused look, but his expression is innocent, his dark eyes wide and genuine.

I sit on the edge of the chair, feeling the pressure of our exposed thighs pressed together. Hamzah’s eyes dart to where our legs meet, before quickly looking away and shuffling in his seat.

‘Girl, I don’t bite. You’re gonna fall off, come closer,’ he murmurs as he wraps his arm around my waist.

I stiffen at the touch, feeling a jolt of electricity at the point where his hand is holding me. He pulls me into him, tucking his leg under mine so I can sit more comfortably on the chair.

He gives me a reassuring look before returning his attention to the screen, but I am completely frazzled. My leg is slung over his, feeling the heat emanating from his skin, and our hips are pressed completely together.

‘Can we play the freaking game now please?’ Martin asks, looking at us and knitting his eyebrows. He chuckles before saying, ‘Wow, you two look comfortable.’

‘Focus on mister Kelce not me, dude,’ Hamzah responds, seemingly unfazed by our intimate touch as his hand hovered on my waist, holding me to him securely.

We continued filming the video, and Hamzah acted completely normal. Occasionally, he would look down at his hand resting on my hip bone or my long legs cast over his and take a deep, shaky breath, which left me desperate to read his thoughts.

*

Martin pressed a kiss to Mandy’s temple, which she leaned into.

‘Nice one, guys. What food should we order?’

‘First thought is food, damn big back,’ Hamzah muttered to me, making me giggle quietly. Hamzah beamed at me, seemingly happy to have elicited a laugh.

‘I need some Tacos or something else basic,’ Mandy replied, ‘any requests?’

‘Tacos sound good,’ I affirm, and Hamzah nods in agreement.

Mandy and Martin get up from the desk and move to the sofa, grabbing their phones to make an order.

‘I… uh,’ Hamzah mutters, looking down at my legs.

‘Oh, God, sorry!’ I exclaim, jumping up from the seat we shared. Hamzah laughed, a warm blush rising up my cheeks.

‘Thanks,’ he says, rising from the chair and walking past me.

I took a deep breath and sat beside Mandy on the sofa, where she was cuddling up under a blanket and flipping through TV channels.

I rested my head on her shoulder, and she quietly said, ‘So, what was that about?’

I stiffened, jolting my head up to look around the room. Hamzah wasn’t there. Mandy giggled, saying

‘Chill, he’s in the bathroom. Tell me!’

‘Nothing, he was just being nice, making sure I didn't have to sit on the floor and all,’ I dismissed, reddening as I spoke. Was that all it had been?

‘Sure,’ she said, smiling to herself and looking at the TV.

*

There was an abrupt knock on the door, which Hamzah volunteered to answer. We had been watching the latest episode of Love Island, and he had been frequently narrating his general disapproval toward the concept.

He came back in balancing a small tower of cardboard boxes, making us laugh from their sheer volume.

‘Jeez, we ordered a lot,’ Martin remarks, standing up to take some of the boxes from Hamzah and place them on the coffee table.

We claim our boxes and eat our meals, happy to be able to unwind after filming for so long.

Hamzah scrolls on his phone, occasionally smiling at something. I feel myself constantly flicking my eyes to him to watch him, but I only allow myself a moment to do so.

He laughs loudly, using his hand to cover his mouth.

‘Oh my God, wait, you have to see this,’ He says, standing up from the opposite end of the sofa to come and sit next to me. He shuffles up beside me, his thigh resting under my crossed leg, and shows me his screen. I giggle at the video, his enjoyment of the utter brainrot humour amusing me. He turns off his phone and tosses it on the cushion beside him, refocusing on the TV.

I noticed the fact that he didn’t return to his seat next to Martin, rather staying beside me. He slung his arm across the back of the sofa and leaned back. I couldn’t help watching the slope of his neck curve as he threw his head back against the wall, his Adam's apple protruding and defined. He shuffled his arm into a more comfortable position atop the sofa, in a place that if I leaned into him, we would be embracing. My eyes trailed down his body, to his relaxed posture, to the inch more of his thigh exposed from his shorts riding up. I quickly looked away, but was greeted with Mandy’s raised eyebrows and sly smile. I gave her a death glare as she snuggled into Martin’s arms.

*

‘We should go,’ Hamzah says, addressing the group.

I nod in agreement, registering the lateness of the night and my own tired state.

We say goodbye to Mandy and Martin, and make our way to the car parked outside. Hamzah opens the door for me, resting his hand on the roof of the car as I climb into the seat. He closes it gently, then gets into the driver’s side.

There was a short silence, but the comfortable kind, born of mutual understanding and fatigue.

‘I’m kind of nervous to be in a video,’ I admit to him, wanting to get the fact off of my chest.

He turns to look at me, appraising my honest expression.

‘Why? I mean… I know why, but you shouldn’t be,’ he says, furrowing his eyebrows.

He’s wearing his glasses, I notice with a flutter of my heart. I love those damn glasses.

‘I don’t know..’ I gaze out of the window at the passing city lights, ‘You’re kinda famous, and I want to make a good impression, I want them to like me, y’know?’

‘Who wouldn’t like you?’

The rest of the journey is passed in small spurts of conversation punctuated by the atmosphere of tiredness and intimacy.

Hamzah got out of the car outside of my rental, walking around the car to open my door. I thank him, and he places his hand on my shoulder to help me out. Walking up to the front door, a wave of nervousness inexplicably washes over me. I fish in my bag for the chunky keys, shoving them into the temperamental lock and opening the door with a click.

‘Thanks for the drive, Hamzah,’ I smile at him, standing opposite me in the soft glow of the porchlight.

‘Always a pleasure,’ he replies.

I begin to place my hand on the doorknob as he leans toward me, enveloping me in a hug. He wraps his strong arms around my waist, stooping to rest his head in the crook of my neck. Momentarily stupefied, I wrap my arms around his shoulders and turn my face to his neck. We lingered like that for a moment, his touch dizzying me more with each passing second. He began to pull away, but remained close.

His eyes were fixed on mine, his gaze intense and unreadable. He looked vaguely pained as his eyes flitted around my face, as if memorising it. The air in the small space between our faces mingled with unspoken questions and longing. His gaze dropped to my lips for a moment, before he swallowed and stood up straight. He pulled his cap lower down his face as he looked away, clearing his throat as he did so.

‘I.. uh,’ he seemed as flustered as I felt, ‘Goodnight, y/n,’ He smiled again, before turning back to his car.

He walked down the short pathway, turning back to look at me before he retreated into the driver’s seat. My gaze lingered on his silhouette as he drove away.

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I HOPE YOU ENJOYEDDDD! Have a lovely day 💕💫

[8ttached]

Nsfw of fontaine completely shutting down reader if she tried to get sassy with him keeps me up at night 😓😓 also ur fics are so good wtf im glad i stumbled on ur account

The way i was writing this around the time you sent this anon omg 

(ALSO FIRST ANON OMG??? AND THANK YOU YOU'RE SO SWEETTT!!)

Sassy fontaine (pt 2? ( reader is the one being sassy))

Fontaine ! sassy blk woman 

Warnings: smut (18+)

Author note: This is my first (I'm lying second) time actually writing a full-blown smut omg I was literally giggling writing this but I hope yall enjoy this and don't think its cringy LOLL (also this isnt proof read sorryyyy)

Word count: 877

You were irritated that day, pissed off even. Everything wasnt going the way you wanted and the last thing you needed was a nigga in your ear, fontaine. 

You were huffing and puffing around the apartment and ended up bumping into Fontaine but you were so pissed you didn't apologize in fact, you didnt say shit. “damn, excuse me” fontaine says, only for you to continue on your bs. Fontaine frowns his eyebrows noticing you mumbling around the house and aggressively doing house chores. “What's going on wit’chu?” fontaine questions which only annoyed you more. “Nun” you give him the cold shoulder. “Whatchu mean nun, There sum clearly wrong wit’chu if you bump into me that hard.” he says, tilting his head. “I mean nun ‘taine, i got shit to do, and id appretiate it if you weren't on my ass about sum as lil as that.” you remarked. You walked away with the large bin full of clothes only for fontaine to walk in front of you. “What nigga” you shrug your shoulders, irritated at the fact that Fontaine was stopping you from doing the shit you had to do. He smacks his lips “whats up with you today bruh.” he looks you up and down. 

“Nun now move-”

“I aint moving till you tell me whats up.”

“You better move fontaine i aint playin”

“Fix your attitude”

“Fuck you, who do you think you is, you aint nobody” “I said fix your fucking attitude.” he says, now face to face with you

“Or what nigga.”

Were the last words you said before your throat got stuffed with your boyfirends dick. 

“Uh huh, just like that.” You notice fontaine looking down at you, his grills shining as he slightly smiles at you and his pre cum n’ spit dripping down to your tits. “Talking all’dat shit when all yo ass needed was my dick is your mouth” you wanted to slap the shit outta him but the way he was fucking your mouth felt too good to care. “There ya go, pretty bitch” he bites his lips attempting to hold his groans at the sight of you looking up at him and stroking his dick.

 “Okay c’mere” he whispers, grabbing your throat and kissing you. You and fontaine kissed all the way till he pushed you onto the bed. “Spread ‘em legs fa'me ma” he mumbles and eagerly, you did. In no time fontaine impatiently did his work causing you to give out a heavy sigh.  

‘Fontaine...” you moaned out. Fontaine worked his tongue all over you like a starved man. His low-lidded eyes were addicted to the view of you losing your mind. He mumbles something to you but you can’t understand what he’s saying, you’re too caught up in the pleasure. Soon you were unconsciously griping his free forms while yelling his name. “Mhm lemme’know how good im making yo’pussy feel” Fontaine mumbles as he grips your thighs to your chest. “ ‘taine im cuming” you choked out which made him laugh against your thighs as you lost your mind

“Uh huh now sprea ‘dem legs” 

Fontaine was now kneeling in front of you taking his time as he took his shirt off. The sight alone could make you cum untouched. Before you could say anything Fontaine began to assault your neck leaving hickeys, bite marks, and drool all over your neck and collarbone. “Taine please, I need you” you beg. The teasing was making you needy and wetter. “Oh now you wanna open your mouth” he sighs. He slaps his dick on your clit which made you whimper and whine for something more, anything. “You gone have to open ya mouth if you want sum like you should have done earlier.” he says looking in your eye, waiting for you to tell him what you want. “Taine, i want you please” you sigh out. “ ‘m right here ma.” he examines your body and how needier and impatient you get. “I need you dick Fontaine please!” and how could he say no to that?

And after your 2 orgasms rushed over you, it was getting too much. 

“Taine, i cant-”

 “yeah you can”

The pleasure hurt so good, you bit your lip attempting to hold back your noise but Fontaine noticed, gripping your face, making sure you felt every single deep, hard stroke. “c’on ma, what happened to that mouth of yours?” all you could do what whimper as another orgasm was coming. “All you gotta do is lemme know what you need baby, yknow i got you ma.” his reassurance following him roughly rubbing your clit made you arch for more. “yeah , yknow what to do” he bites his lips, his shiny gold grills glistening. You grip his arm as your orgasm erupts. “Oh fuckk” was the last thing you said before you saw stars and heard Fontaine groans as he came on your stomach. 

“You ight?” he chuckles. “Mhm” you sigh. “rest, imma finish up everything” he kisses your forehead as he covers you with a blanket. “You sure taine? I can finish after i take this breather” he lightly smiles. “Yeah ma, just know yo ass gonna tell me what had you all antsy n shit.” Fontaine says as he walks out of the room. 

[changbinsboiledegg]

Request: Enhypen reactions to their s/o having an overprotective older brother? 💕

Thank you for the request! 🫶🫶I hope you enjoy these and I apologize if they are bad :((((((

GN! Reader x Enhypen :)

Warnings: Eh? Maybe a little angsty? but mostly fluff. lol.

Notes: Bruh, why the hell do I write some short and some longer?? I'm not an anti!!! Also, sorry if some don't make sense, have typos, grammar errors, or if they aren't that good... But I loved writing these haha. Anyways, ily and I hope you/Y'all enjoy🫶.

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Heeseung

“He hates me.” Heeseung commented. He was sitting in your room on your desk chair. You shook your head.

“He doesn’t hate you.” You reassured him. Heeseung didn’t believe you. “No, I think he does. Remember that time I brought you home five minutes late? I thought he was going to kill me.”

“It was only five minutes and he’ll get over it. And if he did hate you, you wouldn’t be allowed in my room.” You smiled at your boyfriend, walking over to him and standing behind the chair to wrap your arms around him from the back.

“He also can’t control what we do.”

Jay

Your older brother didn’t like the thought of anyone dating you because he knew you have been or could get hurt. Then Jay came along and your brother saw how well he treats you. He saw how happy Jay makes you.

“Is Jay coming over today?” You brother asks, not sounding as intimidating as he normally would. You shook your head, not looking up from your phone. “Going to the store later.”

“Take Jay.” You brother said. You looked up, not arguing but happy that your brother seemed to accept him. You immediately messaged Jay, wanting to see him anyway and not minding if he accompanied you to the store.

-“On my way ;)”

Jake

Jake was terrified at first, thinking if he did or said anything then he’d awaken the wrath of your brother. But when your brother found out he and Jake shared some of the same interests, he loosened up and now actually really likes Jake.

Jake walked beside you on your way home when it started to rain. On instinct, Jake took off his hoodie and gave it to you. You didn’t accept it, already having one on.

“We should hurry. If you catch a cold, my brother will kill me.” You jokingly commented but deep down, you started to believe what you said.

Jake laughed, shaking his head.

“I’ll race you then?”

Sunghoon

He was nervous when he first met your brother, especially knowing he has a reputation for being overprotective with you. Sunghoon’s nervousness went away as his mindset regarding the situation changed.

“You’re sure you’re not uncomfortable with him being an ass?” You asked Sunghoon during a date. Sunghoon shook his head.

“If he really didn’t like or trust me, he wouldn’t let me be with you anymore.” Sunghoon reached for your hand as you two were about to walk through a semi-crowded space.

“And I know he’s just trying to see if I’m worthy of you.”

You gripped his hand firmly, following him. “I’m so lucky to have you.”

Sunghoon smiled at the cheesiness of your sentence. He pulled you closer to make sure he didn’t lose sight of you.

Sunoo

“I’m sorry about my brother.” You sighed in annoyance at how your older brother acted towards Sunoo. Sunoo just smiled, shaking his head.

“He’s just trying to make sure you’re safe.” Sunoo reached over, helping you smooth out a facemask on your face as you tried skincare products together.

“I just don’t like when he tries to scare away the people I bring home.” You reciprocated, helping Sunoo with his facemask. Sunoo grinned but tried to stop, not wanting to wrinkle the mask again. You resmoothed it out and read the instructions.

“I’m not scared. He will come around— and I’m not leaving, so he’s going to have to get used to me.” Sunoo winked and set a timer accordingly to the instructions. You felt relief, grateful for the reassurance you didn’t realize you needed.

Jungwon

Jungwon sat on the couch as your brother stared him down intimidatingly. Jungwon tried to avoid his stare, not wanting to accidentally start something.

“Jungwon, right?” You brother asked with a cold tone. Jungwon quickly nodded, “yes… I’m Jungwon.”

“Jungwon’s here!” Your brother’s voice boomed across the house. They heard scuffling and thuds coming from your room, followed by the sounds of rapid footsteps.

“Hey! I’m so sorry, we can go now!” You panted, taking Jungwon’s hand and pulling him to his feet. You brother cleared his throat. “If anything happens—”

“Yeah, yeah. We have to go.” You cut him off, pulling Jungwon out of the house as he sheepishly waved ‘goodbye’ to your brother.

Niki

He was nervous meeting your oldest brother. Far more nervous than he was when he met your parent(s). Your brother intimidated him and he meant to, being as overprotective as he was.

“Is your brother going to be there?” Niki asked, walking you home. You looked at his now nervous demeanor. You chuckled, nudging him.

“Are you seriously afraid of my brother?”

Niki slightly shrugged, not giving a verbal response. You groaned, a bit amused.

“You should be scared of me. I’m the scariest in my family.” You proudly stated.

“Then why do you cry when you see a service animal in public?” Niki retorted, smirking suddenly.

You frowned as you thought about your answer, “…because I can’t pet them. That has nothing to do with being scary!”

Niki laughed, cheering up enough to be greeted by your older brother at the front door.

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Note 2: "Sunoo reached over, helping you smooth out a facemask on your face as you tried skincare products together."

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No shit, it's on their face LMAOOOOOO where else is it going? Shoulders? Knees & toes??? Be so ffr.

[real-total-drama-takes]

Why I think Ted is the real villain of the Lorax:

Ted is basically the protagonist right? Yeah I hate him. First he is a simp, and no one likes simps except maybe other simps. Even then if you were a simp, would you like Ted?? First of all look at that haircut. It's really giving 2009 emo Justin Bieber and I hate Justin Bieber. And what is that outfit?? If you walked that streets in that outfit I would laugh. Now this kid is 12 right? He is over here simping over Taylor Swift who is supposedly 14. If I was 14 and some 12 year old simped over me I would reject him immediately before he even asks. Like do any of y'all wake up in the morning and think "I'LL FLY MY TOY IN TAYLOR SWIFT'S YARD TODAY"? I don't!!! He claims she is a woman in high school. If Taylor Swift is a woman then that makes me an old lady. That whole dream sequence is a menace to society. What kind of high schooler would kiss a guy drinking and Milkshake waster?? Like bruh that was a perfectly good Milkshake you threw you devil. We don't waste food. Speaking of food, dude really kissed a cereal box like who does that? The Onceler is a fool. My guy really believed Ted cared about trees lmao. He only wanted a tree to be a simp for Taylor Swift who likes trees. What if Taylor Swift wanted to destroy society? Ted would destroy society. That simp doesn't give a shit about fixing society. His mom is the savior, an angel, the best character of this movie. She stopped the Taylor Swift x Simp kiss and spared my eyes. Ily Ted's mom. You know what I don't love? First of all, tree hating simp taking all the credit for saving society. No the fuck you didn't, you were being a pathetic simp. Nature is beautiful and obviously you don't appreciate it, food waster. And then comes the worst scene of cinematic history. Why tf did you kiss the simp Taylor Swift?? You're better than this!! This is prove you're indeed not a woman in high school. Look at that guy, i wouldn't have kissed him. What he deserves is to be sad, emo and lonely for the rest of his life like the Onceler. This is why Ted is the true villian of The Lorax. Thank you.

-🦊

Ah, yes. The real total drama takes experience.

[octuscle]

Hey I need some support. I live with mates and they’re all very into the gym and I’m not as into it. They keep trying to get me to come with them to the gym since I’ve gained a little weight at uni and lost my abs. Problem is I’d rather just stay home and watch tv. Also, I don’t understand what they mean with macros and WOD and HIIT stuff it just makes no sense to me. I wish I could just focus on that stuff and understand them better.

You go to the gym with your friends rather listlessly. Today there are both WOD and HIIT classes. You check it out. It looks incredibly strenuous. And the participants in the classes look pretty darn fit too…. Still, something distracts you… Sounds like you're in a blacksmith shop. Blows from iron to iron. And loud groans. You follow the sounds. They become louder. A strange smell is in the air. Musk. Sweat. And iron. The free weight area in the gym. The place where the big beefcakes work out. You pick up a dumbbell. Damn heavy. But that smell of iron. Electrifying. You start with barbell curls. One of the beefcakes comes up to you. He asks you if it's the first time in your life you've held a barbell. At least it looks like it. And laughs. You say that you are actually doing something like this for the first time. Fuck, says the bodybuilder. He wouldn't have thought that. You'd be really well built for that. He gives you a few tips and says goodbye after a few minutes with a fist bump. When you're done with the curls, you do a double biceps pose. Fuck, yeah! The training pays off. Next up, dips for the triceps. With an iron chain as an extra weight. Your groans join the chorus of your gym buddies. You've been here every day for five years. If you don't like the noise, go somewhere else.

Thank God you have time today. On bad days, you have to finish your workout after two hours. Today you even have time to give tips to a few newbies. Or to have a chat with one or the other bruh. Suddenly it gets loud. One of these classes is over. Pilates, yoga, HIIT or some shit like that. The wretched crossfitters. Nobody needs them… But you can hardly tell that to your pals from college…. After all, it's thanks to them that you started training in the first place…

Fuck, you've been addicted to the gym for over ten years. Long before you even started college…. Eh, before you started working as a backhoe driver. College! Absurd thought. Takes up too much time that you can't spend at the gym. That would really suck!

Pic found @truevikingblood-blog

[panda-studiesmed]

16 Days Till Med School Entries

Today I was at the library with a really good friend of mine 🤗 we laughed too hard!

It's always so nice to have friends around especially while studying! It makes it easier since the struggle is shared lmao by this being said...*cough* @claykitty-studyblog *cough* still waiting for u to come with me 😏

I did:

Microevolution ✅️

Macroevolution ✅️

Crossingover ✅️

Thanks to @study-diaries for the tag!!

Last song I listened to: according to my Spotify it was Imam Chovek by Itzo Hazarta (not expecting anyone to know it lmao)

Currently watching: Magnificent century 👌 👑 it's a turkish historical series and it's SOOO good!! Just binged 3 episodes lmao

Sweet / Savoury / Spicy?: sweet for sure!! 🍰

Relashionship status: happily taken for 2 years now 🌎💕

Current obsession: bruh, I don't think I have one atm

I tag: @claykitty-studyblog @glassingshards @rain-is-studying @zzzzzestforlife @medstudsposts @anna--studies @thequeerlibrarian-studyblr

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

[hullo! dropping in a honmei gift for Ace!! thanks!! ^^]

Ace is surprised with a hug from behind. "Boo! Haha, did I getcha? Here," A small, red box with a ribbon is placed in his hands. There's a clear window on the lid, and through it, he sees a slice of cherry pie. "They had your favorite in the cafeteria today! I made sure to snag a piece for you before they ran out, hehe." Now face-to-face with him, the butterflies in their stomach go wild, but they push forth.

"...I'm just gonna lay it all out: I like you. A lot, actually. I'm in love with you, and your goofy smile, and those stupid pretty eyes of yours..."

They're unable to look at him, but they grin as they continue. "Really, what's not to love about you? You're pretty cool, you're really funny, and you're an amazing friend... You make my days here in this crazy world so much easier, and a whole lot brighter. You have no idea how grateful I am for that..." They look up at him, smiling brightly. "I must be really lucky, having someone like you by my side."

"Call me a sap, or a cheeseball, or whatever; I don't care. I know teasing people like that is your love language." They laugh as they lightly, playfully punch his arm. "Still, it's nice to actually hear the words, right? So... I love you, Ace Trappola! With my whole heart!" They punctuate their confession with a quick kiss to the heart mark on Ace's face.

One tiny alteration was made (just so the events pan out a little more fluidly and dramatically); instead of the Reader placing the box in Ace's hands, Ace grabs it. Hope that's alright! .. BRUH 😭 Can I just say???? I’m totally shocked at how many gifts Ace got this year??? He ALONE claimed 10% of the interactions, and that’s more than Malleus fucking Draconia.

What the heck did Ace do the last year to steal all of your hearts???????? 🤡 This is a genuine question.

Sweet on You.

"Hey, watch it!" Ace groaned, playfully swatting at you with his notebook once you had released him. "Only dummies like Deuce would fall for such a lame jumpscare. I'm built different."

After delivering a light blow to your head, he tucked the notebook under an arm. "So, what's up? You need me or something' now that classes are out?"

Ace peered at the small beribboned red box you offered. Through a window of clear plastic film, he could see a slice of pie. The lattice crust was crisp and golden brown, the filling oozing with plump cherries.

His eyes lit up. "Sweet, score!! I was super bummed out since Professor Crewel--what a hardass--lectured me about goofing off in lab. He went on for so long that I was late for lunch period and totally missed my shot at grabbing a slice."

Ace greedily reached to intercept the snack. When both his grip and yours were locked onto the box, the swarm of butterflies in your stomach went wild and let loose. That physical connection, however brief, your impetus.

You liked him. In fact, you loved him. All your heartfelt thoughts and feelings spilled out, every last detail you loved about him put on display in the empty classroom.

His fingers, and his expression, froze.

You continued.

The more you spoke of him, the more confidence ballooned in your chest. A smile slowly crept onto your mouth, and you managed to wrench your eyes up to match Ace's.

"I must be really lucky, having someone like you by my side."

"... Hah?" Ace stole away the cherry pie. Jutting his chin out, he adopted a smug look—but failed to disguise the initial stutter to his response. “O-Of course you’d be into me. Duh, who wouldn’t be? Can't exactly fault ya. I'm some pretty hot stuff--I'm cheerful, funny, loyal, and super humble. I'm basically the perfect package!"

Lifting a hand, he lightly flicked you on the forehead. "I know you're madly in love with me and can't bear to be apart, but geez, don't go and say sappy stuff like that! You're seriously no shame and all cheese."

"I don't care," you laughed, taking his biting remarks in stride. You landed a punch on his arm. "I know teasing people like that is your love language."

"H-Hey, don't just go and assume..."

"I love you, Ace Trappola! With my whole heart!"

"... Ah."

Warmth blossomed from the mark stamped on his face. Its origin point, where you had laid your lips. His own mouth, and all the sass that flowed from it, silenced.

Your hearts skipped in unison as you beheld one another. The moment, magical.

Ace broke your gaze and quickly looked away.

Time seemed to stand still, letting loose of its hold only when he next spoke.

“………………………. You beat me to saying it,” Ace muttered. A coquettish pink had bloomed upon his cheeks. “It’s cool to have you around. Maybe… we could hang out even more. Not as friends, but as something more.”

His eyes—the very ones you loved—returned to you, bolder and more bright than ever before.

“… What do you say? Be my partner in crime?”

[digital-matchmake]

I’ve seen your AU and I just thought that the digital gang were basically the stick figures from Alan Becker if you heard of him, so I thought someone namely Jax playing some games like Minecraft and the rest just got hooked on it.

Oh geez you've reminded me of this fanfic I made a while ago for shits and giggles but now here have at thee!

(Admittedly I know the stick figures from Alan Becker and watched some of the vs minecraft of them but I never really gotten into it but yeah it's basically that except the characters can get out in the physical world and can only access devices the reader has access on)

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Finally sunday, where you are finally free from your responsibilities for a bit just so you can play games on your computer and for today, your friends are online for a bit so you decided to invite to your minecraft server for a while to just hang out for a bit.

"Ok where should we put our base?" You question onto your mic as you fix your headset a bit, though your question was met with two chuckle from your friends.

"Bruh chill we just started, we haven't even gathered wood yet" One of your friends laugh as the three of you begin to collect wood

"Also when are you going to change your avatar from steve?"

"Idk, probably when I have the time and motivation to create my avatar" You casually answer, leaning back on your seat as you continue to collect wood, it's times like these that you like, just hanging out peacefully with your friends and just having a peac-

*Jax has joined the server*

"Huh? Who the fuck is Jax?"

"I don't know, shit did you guys invite your friend here?"

"Hell nah, I don't know anyone named Jax, (Y/n) do you?"

This is one of those days you are glad you do not have a facecam on, because your face says that you fully know who the hell this is.

"SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT" You interally panic as you try and quickly come up with a response "I uh, I don't know them, did someone managed to leak the server IP?"

Whilst your friends are responding, you look around in minecraft to see him, his avatar basically the same as he is, complete with that shit eating grin as you mute yourself on discord and began to talk to the monitor directly.

"Jax I swear to christ, get out of the server!"

"Aww don't be like that sweetcheeks, I just wanted to see what the fuss is about in this game"

Ohhh his snarky comment combined with his usual nicknamings made you grip your controller as you try to not think about just trying to reach into your monitor and yank him, You can't do that anyway without literally breaking your monitor.

*Ragatha has joined the server*

"Oh shit" You hear Jax say before.

*Jax has left the server*

*Ragatha has left the server*

Oh thank the lord, at least someone saved just in time before your friends began to ask more question as you unmute.

"Sorry I had to check something but it seems all is good now, Now where were we?"

And your game continued without any issues, as you and your friends continue to play, you can ever so slightly hear Ragatha telling Jax off in your living room but it's too muffled for you to understand but now atleast that rabbit man is getting put in his place... again.

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After a while you and your friends wrap up and bid one another farewell as they went offline to which you had call in the digital gang into your monitor, since Jax is curious about the game, you might as well introduce it to them as you start create a new world as they watch in your monitor as you hover your mouse over the name.

"Oh Oh! Let me name it!" Jax says as he reached over to the server name and begin to type 'Hell-' to which you just backspaced it all before he can even finish "Hey!"

"I am not gonna let you name anything, anyone else have a suggestion?"

Andd that was your mistake as they begin to fight over what name it will be, with only Gangle, Ragatha and Pomni not joining in the fight as they talk to one another of ideas, welp this is gonna take a while before you even play the damn game as you stood up from your seat, you are gonna need a drink and maybe a snack for this.

[nevis-the-skeleton]

Black Bird Fazbear Fright : Why it's a bad representation of school harassment

Hello everyone, today we are going to talk about one of the Fnaf Fazbear Fright stories: Black Bird. Well, I would like to warn you, I didn't read the story, because it is not available in my country, but I saw Dawko's summary, and I documented myself as best I could to have the best vision as clear as possible. And, from what I've seen, this story is frankly… Not bad, but it has a very bad moral! Not about apologizing and forgiving, but about the representation that is made of school bullying.

For the summary, a boy named Noel, who has harassed a girl in the past is pursued by a demon bird who haunts him and plunges him into the guilt of his actions, and the only way he has to escape release it and apologize to those to whom he has harmed. Well, that's a very rough summary, but it's so that those who haven't read the story can follow, because I think it's important that as many people as possible know what's wrong with this story.

Bullying is bad, yes I know I'm not learning you something, but apparently the author doesn't think so, or presented it in a very bad way! First, when Noel tells his friend Sam that he bullied a girl, he laughs about it, and it's only because Sam tells him that it's not funny that he questions himself a little. Come on, I can understand that, if he wasn't aware that what he did was wrong, why not. But, I think that from the moment you put a dead mole in someone's locker, it's not to make them laugh! It’s clearly meant to do harm!

Already, this point prevents me from becoming attached to Noel, but even then it is not that problematic, as long as the character questions himself, which he seems to do. The problem is how he questions himself, why he does it. Basically, he's being chased by Black Bird and his girlfriend is telling him that he should apologize to the girl he bullied. He says he's going to do it, but the second Black Bird is absent, he withdraws, like: "oh come on, I'll check that he's really there, because frankly I don't want to apologize." He didn't say it like that, but that's really how I felt it.

And it’s only because Black Bird comes back that he decides to apologize to Christine! Man, you can't be more selfish! He only apologizes for his own well-being, because he is afraid for his life! If my bully came back to me, with someone holding a knife to his throat, and forced him to apologize, I would not consider his apology valid. Since he's fucking threatening imminent death! So that’s already a very big negative point, but it’s not the worst!

When Noel goes to Christine, who seems to be doing very well (she is in good health, she has lots of friends and everything), she does not recognize him. Like, bruh, no actually! That's not how it works! A bullied person generally doesn't forget their bully, and certainly not the one who called her fat and shoved dead f*cking moles into her locker! This is basically not possible! But it's not just that, and honestly that's what triggers me the most, she thanks him for bullying her, because it made her stronger, opened her eyes, and allowed her to get better.

…

Really, I don't have the words… What kind of bullshit is this? What kind of morality is that?! What it teaches the reader, indirectly, is: “Bullying is good, it allows people to improve!”, “Come on, tell this shy kid that he’s fat and ugly, so he’ll start playing sports and take care of his health!” NO! NO! and NO! Sorry, but I'm angry right now! There is nothing more destructive than school bullying! This shit kills people every year, it doesn't help anyone, and it certainly doesn't make you better! It's not a funny thing, it's not a joke! This is truly the worst moral I have ever seen in a story!

Remember one thing: apologizing is good, forgiving is liberating, but bullying is the worst creation of humanity. That's all I have to say about this story, I'm sure some will disagree with my opinion, but I really needed to get this out of my mind.