#Am jus a puppy dog

[toter-welpe]

Uhm actually I am jus a buppy :3 And and I need collared and dragged around and put in purses and ordered around cause, buppy brain smoll, but like having owner ^w^

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

HELLOOO idk if ur requests are on rn so take ur time with this request and get to it at ur own time but i was wondering if u could make a short one shot fic abt reader who is in a relationship with katsuki and is at home while he's out in patrol and she sees his location with life 360 and sees that he's beside some sort of restaurant or supermarket so she texts him smth like

i see ur beside the ramen place i like can u buy dinner tonight 😊

AND THEN KATSUKI IS JUST 🤬🤬🤬 WTF HOW DO U KNOW WHERE I AM ARE U OUTSIDE RN

all lighthearted and funny :))

THANK UUU SO MUCHH 💞💞

LMFAOOOO thjs js so funny😭😭😭 tysm for this ask i hope i did it some justice :33 hope you’re still stickin around to read it anon ! Short lil drabble, much luv xx

“since you’re by that ramen place i like you can get some for dinner 💋💕”

“ ? what the fuck”

“?? where are you.”

“?”

before you can send another text message, your phone lights up with your boyfriend’s caller id, you giggle.

“hi, baby.”

“where the fuck are you at ?”

you snort, readjusting on your sofa “what are you talking about ?” you ask teasingly.

you catch the sound of people talking as you hear katsuki grumbling to himself “i don’t see you.”

you giggle, kicking your legs a little “and why would you need to see me ?”

katsuki groans, already exasperated and growing more and more impatient, you’re surprised he hasn’t started cursing your entire bloodline yet “quit it with that mysterious bullshit, how do you know where i’m at.”

and just to mess with him, you respond “i see you.”

it’s quiet on his end for a moment, aside from the chatter on the street “yn. i’ll fucking kill you.” you throw your head back and laugh “once i find you, you’re done for. your ass is grass.”

“i like it when you talk dirty to me.” you joke, he scoffs hard on the other end “freak.” you hear him mumble, you giggle some more.

“i’m at home, just saw your location and decided to ask you to get me some food.”

“get you some food.” he bites, scoffing in disbelief.

“us, get us some food. pretty please, suki ?” you use your sweetest voice, maybe he might even be able to imagine your puppy dog eyes through the phone.

he laughs sarcastically “right. what makes you think you deserve to get anything after that little stunt you pulled, huh ?”

you pout, whining so he knows you are “i was just kidding, was jus’ a little jokey-joke.” you can’t help but tease him a bit more.

“yeah, my ass.” you snort loudly, laughing and the huff he lets out clearly lets you know he’s not amused, you can see him rolling his eyes at your antics.

“we’ll see.” is the answer he graces you with. you squeal, cus you know that means you won. katsuki is quick to remind you he didn’t say yes, but you already know his mind’s been made.

“i’m surprised you didn’t ask me why i have your location on my phone.” you hum.

katsuki sounds utterly confused by your question when he responds “why would i give a shit about that ? s’not like i get somethin’ to hide. don’t care if you know where i’m at.” he responds simply.

“sides, i know how obsessed you are with me, so—”

“i’m hanging up now, katsuki. get me my ramen. toodles.” your bitter tone makes him laugh, and just to piss you off some more he adds in a honeyed sweet “see you later, babe. love ya.” before he hangs up. you huff shaking your head. a text pings and you swipe up to check it, it’s from katsuki again.

“i’m not getting you shit btw.”

he does indeed come back with ramen.

[bunnyreaper]

oh can we pleaseeee talk about forced breeding with johnny 🙏🏻🙏🏻

im imagining such a manipulative best friend soap here, who can talk his way into anything.

like you two are super close, you share everything, which is why he feels comfortable complaining about the fact that he hasn't gotten laid in forever. and at first it's just a one off comment, but then he keeps fucking whining about it, to the point where you offer to help him get off just to get him to shut up!! but you tell him straight up, no sex.

so he comes to your room late at night, in a tight shirt and grey sweatpants that he's definitely wearing too low on his hips, bcs he's clearly trying to tempt you. you let him in and decide to offer him a blowjob, which he eagerly accepts cooing about how you're the best friend a guy could ask for.

he pulls down the sweatpants as he sits on his bed, and you kneel before him surprised by the size of his cock that's already hard for you. he lets you ease in at first, as you stroke him slowly before going in with little licks and gentle sucks, but after a while his hips start to buck, his hand comes to the back of your head to hold you in place as his pace increases.

he pulls you off of him with a pleasured hiss, diving in to kiss you senseless (not something you discussed but any protests are silenced by his mouth as his tongue slips inside. then he begs and whines some more. "lemme fuck yer thighs, yeah? please lass?"

the puppy dog eyes and the desperation in your friends voice does you in, as you pull off your own sweatpants and lay on the bed for johnny to start thrusting into your thighs. his grin is ridiculously satisfied as his precum smears all over your thighs, sticky and viscous and making him moan. honestly, you get a little lost in the blissed out look on his face--the fact he's feeling that just from pushing inbetween your thighs. and you're only human, even if johnny is just a friend, the sensation of him rubbing against you is filling you with need.

johnny must be able to sense it, as he angles his hips to push his cock past your panties and through you folds, making you moan involuntarily. "jus' wanted to see if you wet wet, nothin' more, promise." he whines as he starts to rut into your soaking folds, his hips moving wildly.

and then he's stopping, peeling off your panties and putting himself back between your thighs. "just the tip, yeah?" he pants. "johnny, no." you huff, but it's getting harder to resist as his cock head nudges against your clit over and over again. "please, just the tip, 's nothin'" as if sensing your impending defeat, he slides in anyway just the tip as he shallowly fucks you open for just a few strokes...

before he plunges in, hard and deep as he repositions you, throwing your legs over your shoulders as he presses you to the mattress and presses his forehead to yours. "feels too good, bonnie, and you were fuckin' swallowin' me, your pretty little pussy wanted me so bad. couldn't resist." he groans wildly as he fucks you recklessly, forcing moan after moan out of you as his cock strokes your insides fucking perfectly. you find it hard to recall why you ever said no in the first place, until johnny's rhythm goes, and his groans grow deeper and deeper.

"johnny, you gotta pull out, i haven't taken my pill--" you try to plead with him, to reason with him through the feral look on his face, but nothing seems to work, even as you weakly push at his chest. you try to use your legs, but as you reposition to get better leverage he starts hitting deeper, fucking away your resistance with every thrust, and you find your legs clinging to him just for some support.

"aww fuck am gonna cum bonnie, gonna fill you full, gonna--" he comes with a shout, cock slamming into your cervix as he floods you with pump after pump of cum. "ha, knew yer wanted it, could feel you milk me, squeezin' out every last drop."

he collapses on top of you, not letting you squirm away from where his length plugs your hole with all his hot cum inside. "feel so much better lass, thanks for letting me breed that little cunt o' yours. yer too good to me."

[theundercoversquid]

Haircuts and Fans

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x author!Reader 

may I ask for a fic where the author reader has a haircut with charles where pascale goes to the barber shop and charles stubbornly wants to help his mother? maybe the customers inside know the reader.

Warnings: 

Masterlist

A writer and formula one driver masterlist

"Please can I help, please, please, please?" Charels pleaded. His lips pouty as he hit you and his mum with the puppy dog eyes. "Please."

"Fine." You exclaimed, throwing your arms up. "One cut, one small little cut under your mum's supervision." You had held up one finger, pointing it at him. "But if you do anything to mess it up, I will kill you."

"Of course, I won't mess it up," Charles exclaims. Sounding offended that you would think such a thing.

But you just stare at him sceptically.

The two of you are broken out of your staring match by the sound of his mum laughing from where she is standing next to the pair of you.

"Don't worry, mon ange." She assured you. Placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. I will make sure he doesn't do anything wrong.

"Maman," Charles whined as you and his mum shared a teasing look.

The two of you just continued to laugh at him. Much to his displeasure if the pout was anything to go on.

But rather than continue teasing the poor thing, the two of you headed for one of the nearby chairs. 

Sitting you down, Pascal and you talked over what you were thinking for your hair, what sort of style you were thinking, and if you had any inspiration, that sort of thing.

Charles, however, just stood off to the side, nodding knowingly, though you and Pascal both knew that he had no clue what was going on.

But you didn't need to let him know that you both knew.

When you and Mama Leclerc had finished coming up with what you wanted, she stood you up and set about washing your hair.

Charles followed obediently behind the both of you. 

He even offered to massage your head for a bit. An offer you were never going to say no to.

When it came time for the actual hair cut, you and the pair of Leclercs moved back over to your chair where you had previously even sat. 

Sitting you down, Pascal set about sectioning strands of your hair and working out where to start and what to do.

When she had started, she showed Charles what she was doing, demonstrating the movements over and over for him, making sure that he understood what she was trying to explain.

When she was sure that he understood, she finally handed over the scissors and comb.

"Are you sure you want to do this, ma Cherie," Pascal asked you softly. Her eyes meeting yours through the mirror.

"I am." You nodded. "I trust him."

You could see Charles's cheeks took on a slight red tint at your words. As he ducked his head down. Pretending to focus on your hair as he lined the scissors up.

"Like this mama?" he questions his mum softly.

You could see the concentration on his face. A level of concentration that he usually reserved for F1.

"Exactly like that." Pascal coached him.

All three of you watched as he finally squeezed the scissors, hearing them cut through your hair and watching it fall to the ground.

Charles smiled proud of himself before promptly handing the scissors back to his mum.

You and Pascal smiled at him before Pascael returned to her job. The two of you nattered away as Charles drifted off. His attention already flitting off to something else.

When your haircut was all done, and your hair was dry, you showed Charles your new look.

Charles cooed at you. Grabbing your hand as he got you to do a spin. Complimenting you on how stunning you looked and telling his mum what a good job she had done.

Smiling fondly at him, you let him pull you in for a quick pec. Not minding that his mother was standing right next to you.

Just as you were turning to leave, you heard a timid call of your name. Spinning, you were met with the woman who had been sitting in the chair next to you.

Smiling at her, you wonder what she was going to say next.

"I just wanted to say I'm a massive fan." The woman told you shyley as you smiled encouraging at her. "I love your books."

"Oh, thats so lovely to hear." You beamed at her. It was always so lovely to hear that people liked your books. Not in an arrogant way. It was just always so lovely to hear that you had connected with people.

"I just wanted to say I can definitely see your boyfriend in some of your characters." At that, you could feel as some blood rushed to your checks. Laughing at her statement.

"He has definitely done a lot of good for me and my inspiration." You told the women.

"But yeah, I just wanted to say I am a massive fan and can't wait till your next book." The woman hurried to finish telling you. Her head ducked down at the end of the sentence.

"Well, it was so lovely to meet you as well," you beamed at the lady before finally heading out of the hairdressers, where you could see Charles looking at you with a fond smile.

"Look at you being the popular one of the two of us." He teases. Grabbing your hand as he presses a kiss to the side of your head.

"Oh, stop it, you," you tease him back, gently watching him in the chest. "We both know you are by fair the more famous one."

"Nuh-uh." Charles refutes childishly as you just laugh at him.

Laughing at your boyfriend, you gently lead him off as you both head home.

"So she can see me in your character, huh," Charles comments, teasing a moment later.

"Oh you are insufrable!" You laugh. Waking him on the chest again as he just laughed at you.

And maybe he was the inspiration for some of your characters. But if you weaved your soul into the books that you wrote, then you would be damned if you didn't weave some of his soul in right alongside. Your souls were so intertwined now that you don't think you could ever separate them.

[azzibuckets]

Paper Rings [Part 10/10 | Paige Bueckers]

paige bueckers x fem!reader

summary: you and paige find your way back to each other and it’s better than you could’ve even imagined

a/n: this is the last and final part of paper rings!! if you’re still here thank you sm for reading, it genuinely means so much

word count: 1k

masterlist w/ all parts

“Leave my girl alone.” The entire team laughed, and Paige pulled you closer to her.

“I swear, she was so angsty for you that it was borderline pathetic. Every day she’d accidentally walk by the pool deck and watch your games.”

Paige whined, burying her head into your neck as her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. You giggled, finding the entire thing hilarious. “Don’t listen to them,” Paige begged under her breath.

“Why? You’re so fucking adorable P.” You smoothed out her hair as you shot a quick wink of approval to KK, who nodded at you with a smirk on her face. “Besides, I already knew you came to watch my games.”

The blonde’s head shot up, and she looked at you suspiciously. “How? I thought I was so smooth!”

“You were! I never even noticed.” You fixed the collar of her shirt. “Until one of my friend’s moms came and mentioned you. Said you would tell everyone how amazing I was.” You batted your eyelashes at Paige, and her face turned an even brighter shade of red.

“Why is everyone out for me?” Paige groaned. You only laughed in response, pressing a quick kiss to her hairline.

When conversation waned and the team started scattering, Paige pulled you aside. “Can we get out of here?” she whispered. “I love the girls but I want you jus’ to myself now.” You blushed and nodded, following her out of Nika’s hotel room.

You guys walked along the quiet hall of the hotel in silence. You peeked at Paige, who seemed deep in thought. “Penny for your thoughts?” you asked, nudging her pinky with your own.

Paige interlaced her fingers among yours. “Nothing,” she said, a small smile on her face. “Just thinking about how happy I am with you.”

You tried to fight back a grin. “You’re so in love with me,” you joked, swinging your hands.

Paige stopped, turning to face you. “I am,” she said quietly, her eyes searching yours. Your heart throbbed at the sight in front of you. The soft look in Paige’s eyes combined with the slight pout of her lips was enough to make your knees weak.

“You know just how to make the girls swoon,” you teased, pushing her chest lightly.

“You’re the only girl I wanna swoon,” Paige breathed, pulling you in. She kissed your forehead, then your eyelids, making her way down to the slant of your cheekbones and then the tip of your nose.

“Paige,” you groaned when she kissed the corner of your mouth, dodging you when you tried to connect your lips.

“What?” she asked innocently.

You glared at her. “Kiss me.”

She chuckled, placing a long kiss on your mouth. You savored the feeling of her pillowy lips, the dampness of her tongue, the little moans escaping her mouth. Her teeth tugged on your bottom lip, making you shiver.

“Yes, officer, I see two young women engaging in a very scandalous and salacious affair in public, in sight for young and innocent children to see and be corrupted by.”

Paige huffed in annoyance when you pulled away to flip off Aubrey and Aaliyah, both of them laughing like coyotes. “You guys have a bedroom!” Aubrey yelled. “Use it!”

You rolled your eyes, but tugged towards Paige towards your room. “I feel kinda gross,” you said, taking off your shoes in the doorway. “I’m gonna take a shower.”

“A shower sounds like a great idea,” Paige grinned, following you into the bathroom. “Can we?” She looked at you with the biggest puppy dog eyes.

“You don’t have to beg,” you chuckled. “I would love to take a shower with my sexy, beautiful, amazing girlfriend.”

Paige’s eyes brightened at the last word. “I could get used to that,” she remarked, starting to take off her jacket.

The water was hot, and you relaxed under the pressure of the water streaming out from the shower head. Paige admired you for a second, your jaw tilted upward and your eyes closed as you basked in the warmth, water droplets sliding sensually down your hair and your jaw and your neck. When you opened your eyes, she stepped towards you. “You’re so gorgeous,” she husked before kissing you slowly.

This was the most intimate you’d ever been with Paige, you thought. Sex was nice, you thought, mind blowing with Paige, even. But somehow, this shower was the least sexual thing you’d ever done, and the feeling was unbeaten - Paige gently rubbing shampoo into your hair as she pressed kisses on your shoulders, Paige’s hands leisurely exploring your body as she spread soap over your skin, Pauge holding you as you both stood under the water, your cheek resting on her shoulder and her nose buried in your hair.

When you stepped out of the shower, Paige wrapped a towel around your hair, messily scrunching it up as you giggled. She wrapped a second towel around your body, patting you dry. “Do you wanna do my skincare for me?” you asked, and Paige nodded enthusiastically. Her arms wrapped around your waist and she set you on the counter. Standing between your legs, she carefully opened all of your products.

“Serum first,” you instructed. Paige looked at the little bottle strangely. “Just squeeze the dropper, babe,” you laughed.

Following your directions, she carefully placed a few drops on your face before gently rubbing it in. Her eyebrows furrowed and her tongue poked out slightly in concentration, and you cooed at how focused she was on making sure she was doing your skincare right.

She rubbed in your toner, making sure to do it in light circles, then applied your moisturizer. When she was done, she wiped her hands, then cradled your face. “You are perfect,” she told you.

“Stop it.” You looked down, heart bursting at the seams from all the affection that Paige was showing you.

“I’m serious. God really did spend extra time with you.” She brushed a strand of hair out of your face. “Don’t ever forget how beautiful you are.”

You wrapped your legs tighter around her waist. “How can I? You’re always gonna be there to remind me.”

Paige’s lips split into a grin. “Damn right I am.” Then she pulled you into yet another kiss, which you didn’t complain about. You could never get tired of tasting Paige’s lips.

[lovifie]

Hewwo (TwT)

Can you do one with the wheelchaired user and Soap or Price? ~<3

Luv u >_<

Hi love! I hope that you like it!

I am not a wheelchair user so I hope I didn't say anything offensive, if I did please let me know ❤️

Soap

I just know this man would save your contact as "Hot Wheels 🩷"

You first met at the supermarket, he was looking for something on the top shelf and didn't notice you, accidentally pushing you slightly.

You quickly stopped the wheelchair, turning to look at him.

"Shit, sorry, bonnie. I wasn't looking." He said, stepping back so he wasn't hovering over you. "Ye alright?"

He is immediately smitten with you, the annoyed look on your face automatically making the little brat weak

You answer a bit harshly, not that he cared, and you point to what you were trying to grab for the unnecessarily high shelf. "Could you please grab one of those for me?"

He jumps at the opportunity, quickly grabbing it and handing it to you. "I'll grab the moon and the stars for you, bonnie."

You look back at him, silently pondering how much you want the cereal. "This will do, thanks."

He laughs loudly, walking along and apologising again. "Could I maybe... Take you out for a coffee? A meal?"

He is looking at you, head cocking to the side like a puppy, waiting for an answer.

"Are you a creep?" "Oh, definitely."

You still go out, and you end up having the time of your life. And as time goes on he only gets worse.

The "Don't drink and drive" his favourite joke whenever he sees you take a sip of alcohol.

And if you are able to stand? He is shouting "MIRACLE!" or "LIES! TREACHERY!' and it doesn't matter if it is the first time he has seen you standing or the 100th time.

If you ever leave the wheelchair unattended he is definitely stealing it and going Tokyo drifting around the house; only stopping when you shout his name like scolding a dog. "Sorry, bonnie"

Price

With him it would be the opposite, you bump onto him.

It was on the bus, he was a bit grumpy about having to take it since his car broke down, but he got to meet you so he took it as a godly message.

He was standing close to the bus door, you entered and before you could lock the wheels from moving the bus started sending you rolling back against him.

He grab the handles, only to avoid the hit and looked down at you with a smile when you looked at him panicked. "Well, hello to you too."

You started to apologise profusely, turning around a bit to check you haven't hurt him. You softly grazed his hands on your process of checking on him and it sent a funny feeling up his column.

"It's alright." He reassured you, resting his hand on top of yours. "I don't mind a pretty thing like you crushing on me, love."

It made you stutter, tripping over your words as you started to blush profusely. Funny enough it was him the one with a crush on you.

And he just knows he cannot let you slip away from him like that, and when you mention it is your stop he shoots. "How about you let me buy you coffee? For the trouble."

And who are you to turn him down?

That's how he got your name, your number and himself under your skin.

I just know acts of service is this man love language, constantly trying to just be of use. Wheelchair or not.

The postman left a parcel downstairs and you can't get it into the elevator? This man is taking it up on his hands, whether it is a letter or a fucking fridge.

You are almost ready to go but your phone is charging in your room? This man is sprinting down the hall as if running away from an explosion.

You are on a fancy dinner and some people are slow dancing? You looked at them for four whole minutes and you expect him to not do anything?

He's picking you up, your arms around his shoulder and just dancing with you; no matter how much you complain about being heavy or anything, he's dancing with you.

And regarding the two of them; I just know that if some stupid person ever said anything along the lines of: "Aren't you tired of taking care of them?" They would just stare at them like they are idiots, going like: "They take better care of themselves than I do of my own, if anything they are the ones tired of taking care of me."

[ashurzs]

cat and dog cuddle session when….plus thigh fucking- WOAH WHO SAID THAT

-🌊🦈🫐

YO WHO WROTE THIS WHAT *looks around*

gn reader, but made w the thought of male reader ofc <3

omg sub top cat real

it was 12:34 am on a lazy friday night. minjun had his arms wrapped around you while you were on your phone, mindlessly switching between watching youtube videos and replying to the two people who were also up with you.

“y/n.. puppy, you’re still awake.?” you hear a groggy voice, one you’re too familiar of. “oh, did i wake you up.? sorry..” you felt bad, but he instantly shushes you. he claims it wasn’t your fault and that he had just woken up by himself.

“it’s so cold..” he whines, yet his sleepy voice is still very much apparent. a shiver goes down your spine when he sneaks his cold hands under the shirt you were wearing, tracing shapes on your cute tummy.

he giggles when you shiver, kissing the top of your forehead to make up for the shock. “warm me upp” he’s so whiny.. it’s different from his naturally more stoic demeanor. but hey, you aren’t complaining!

“please..?” he whines and nuzzles his face into you, pulling you closer to him somehow. you didn’t even think that was possible.

your attention is split now, from the youtube video and his subtle grinding against your ass. “i’m asking nicely aren’t i..?” he yawns and kisses your neck, his hand still palming your stomach happily. “wait.. you’re barely awake.. what if you don’t wanna-“

“i’m pleading sweetheart, we don’t even have to go far.. jus lemme use your thighs?” he suggests, the lips on your neck turning into a pouty one. you swear he’d be the death of you with how easy you give into him.

when you push yourself away slightly to take your pajama pants off, he let out a happy sigh and lowered his sweats down. jus enough to let his cock out.

when you snuggle back into your previous position of putting your back on his stomach with his hand on your stomach, he kisses your cheek sweetly. “thank you so much dear..”

he continues to whisper his thank you’s, whimpering softly when he finally pushes his cock in between your warm thighs. a soft moan comes out of you as well once he thrusts in.. and out, in and out.

“jun..” “h-huh?” “does it feel.. good?” you ask softly, hoping that this was what he had wanted..

you hear a gulp, cute, before another whine. “mhm.. really good..”

“warming me up really nicely..” he says with a chuckle before closing his eyes, focusing on the feeling of his cock dragging against your plush thighs. something he could get addicted to honestly.

[justporo]

An Assortment of Strays

I believe I still owe you guys a drabble about how Astarion adopts a stray kitten. So here you go. @mushy6902 this one's on you again! (Also I only googled what you could give a kitten for improvisation, don't take that as advice!)

Artwork by the wonderful @britonell ❤️

Pairing: Astarion/Gn!Tav

Wordcount: 2,2k

After an autumn storm Astarion comes home completely drenched, under his doublet jacket he has a small kitten that's desperately trying to cling to the vampire's chest.

Astarion had gone out to run some errands - probably mostly threads for his embroidery projects and some new tomes he could brood over.

He‘d asked you if you would care to join but you had taken a look outside your tall living room window, seen the autumn storm brewing outside, making itself known with stormy winds and clouds passing over the moon and told him “thank you, but no thank you”.

He couldn‘t catch a cold - you could, and weren‘t very keen on it.

Then you had cozied up in front of the lit fireplace with a goblet of wine - you had adopted Astarion‘s inclination to it in no time - and a book. Surely, it had started to rain cats and dogs soon after. And because you were such a nice and thoughtful person you had already collected some towels for the vampire when he would return and curse the weather, looking like a wet puppy, his white curls all but flattened by the rain and drooping adorably around his pointy ears.

He took much longer than expected though but you weren‘t worried - he was a free man now after all and could do whatever he pleased.

So, you sat and read - Scratch had come over too when the storm had really started going. After your party had split after everything was said and done, you‘d insisted on keeping the stray. So now he lived with Astarion and you in your little townhouse and very much enjoyed being spoiled by you.

Astarion didn‘t bond with the dog awfully much - „rather a cat person, my love, sorry“ - but he still sometimes could be found sitting in the window alcove reading with the dog in his lap, who received some head scratches.

Scratch had almost buried himself under the blanket you had spread over your legs now, when the first lightning strikes had turned into roaring thunder. You were gently patting his head and ears to soothe him while holding your book with your other hand. Focused completely on your reading you only looked up when you heard noises - and cursing - in the hallway.

You put your reading down and softly lifted the dog‘s head from your lap to get up. As you walked in the hallway you saw the expected scene: Astarion completely drenched, hair dripping and cursing like a sailor.

„Gods, I should have listened to you concerning the weather - you were right“, Astarion spat and made and disgusted face. „I‘d say I am right more times than you would like to admit, my love“, you answered with a chuckle and grabbed the towels you had prepared but were startled when you realised there was something more.

The vampire seemed to have something inside his doublet jacket he had obviously tried to keep dry.

„What is it you have there, Astarion?“, you asked curiously and drew your brows together - somehow you were sure that it wasn‘t just books or a precious bottle of „a fullbodied red“ that he was carrying.

The vampire ignored your question. His face lit up when he saw that you were holding some towels: „Oh, good thinking, my sweet, we could really use something to soak up all the godsdamned rain.“ „We?“, you replied confusedly and helplessly held up the towels.

Astarion carefully opened up his doublet and revealed a small furry creature. A small white kitten that was just as drenched as Astarion and desperately tried to cling to the vampire‘s chest: small, scared, miserably shaking and meowing.

„Oh no, who‘s this poor little thing?“, you cooed immediately and opened up your arms with one of the towels opened up so you might wrap the small kitten in it.

„Really? That‘s how you treat a cat you‘ve just met when I am here - your cherished soulmate - just as wet and miserable?“, Astarion complained. „For being so miserable you have an awful lot of breath to waste, my friend.“ Astarion huffed in protest. „Also you are not probably only a few weeks old and loudly meowing for help“, you continued and carefully took the kitten from Astarion who just as carefully handed the tiny little thing to you.

„Oh, I could meow if that‘s what would help further my case with you“, Astarion pouted while you cautiously dried off the kitten.

When the vampire just stood in front of you and said nothing while still dripping all over your hardwood floors you looked back up. „Oh uh, there‘s another towel back there, my love, if you want to dry yourself“, you said and then went back to cradling your small new friend.

Astarion sighed dramatically and walked past you to grab the promised towel. „I already get the feeling, this was a mistake. Your heart so eagerly conquered by a cute little stray you just took in“, he proclaimed theatrically, the back of one of his hands placed on his forehead.

„Hmm, says the cute little stray that I took in and that conquered my heart“, you replied matter-of-fact, not taking your eyes of the small animal and started to walk towards the living room and the burning fire there in the fireplace.

As you passed Astarion who was still trying to get his hair dry you threw your vampire a sideglance though; just to make sure he‘d caught that. And, oh, he had. He smirked and winked at you, having heard exactly what he wanted from you.

You sat down in front of the fireplace. Scratch was immediately up and wagging his tail, smelling the newcomer. “You be nice and keep your distance, Scratch”, you warned the dog. “I guess our new friend is already scared out of their mind!” And so the stray layed down again, his head on the ground between his paws, looking up at you with puppy eyes. His tail was still lazily wagging in excitement.

The kitten was slowly stopping shuddering with the warmth of the fire starting to dry her fur, but she wouldn’t stop meowing. Astarion came over to you after some time after he had put on some dry clothes. “I guess she doesn’t want to be held by me. Will you hold her? I’m going to look for something we can feed her in the kitchen”, you explained immediately after the vampire had sat down on his knees in front of you. You cautiously handed over the towel with the kitten to the stunned elf who started to huff in protest: “No, Tav, please you are the one good with animals…” “You brought the small cat here…” “Yes, but only because-“ You were already out the door and halfway to the kitchen. You searched your brain for what you knew about what you could feed a cat that was still so small. Tomorrow you would have to go out and find proper nutrition for the poor small thing.

You rummaged through your cabinets and finally mixed together some milk, water, yogurt and eggs – at least for tonight that would hopefully suffice. In one bowl you had your improvised kitten food and in another you filled some water. Then you went back to the living room. Astarion had donned the towel and was holding the kitten against his chest where it had calmed down. But she still had her claws borrowed in Astarion’s doublet and apparently they went right through the cloth judging by the vampire’s grimace.

“Watch out, she got you, tiger”, you joked as you kneeled down in front of him with the two bowls in hand. Scratch was up again too and sniffed curiously at the mixture for the kitten. But it was seemingly not much to his liking as he laid down again quickly.

“Should I set her down so she can feed and drink?”, Astarion asked you. He really seemed a bit overwhelmed with trying to care for the small furry thing. As she clawed at him again a soft “oww” left his lips. “We can at least try but we should pay attention Scratch doesn’t get too close. He would probably be a bit much for our newcomer”, you said and looked at the dog tentatively. But Scratch seemed to have taken the hint and had laid down a bit further and had just started to snooze peacefully.

Astarion slowly and carefully lifted the kitten from his chest, having to remove a claw or two with his fingers. He sighed as he looked down and saw some loosened threads in the embroidery: “I’m going to have to patch that up later.” Then he sat the small one down in front of the bowls. But the vampire did not let go f the small animal before he let one finger caressingly run over the creature’s head and down it’s back. He almost seemed scared that it would run off. But the kitten did not. If anything, she seemed to even enjoy the vampire’s pets.

“She’s so weird. Animals usually don’t feel very comfortable around me – you know, the whole vampirism thing… They feel it”, Astarion said absent-mindedly while he watched the cat slowly check out the two bowls. His red eyes were still observing her, a small warm smile was playing on his lips. Your own heart swelled with affection seeing how much he cared for this small being.

“Where did you find her?”, you asked. The vampire reached out to the kitten again, softly stroking her why she drank a little water. The small blue eyes were wandering around the surroundings – cautiously. But she still moved up her head to get more of the vampire’s pets. “I guess she likes you”, you said with a smile and kept your eyes on her before the Astarion could answer your previous question. “Trust me to get someone to purr”, he smirked. “Eww Astarion, not the time”, you moaned. You only received a chuckle and a smirk in response.

“I heard some meowing while everyone was scurrying from the rain in a small alley. I thought I was imagining it at first but there she was, a small little kitten, sitting alone in a small basket. It was completely drenched and it didn’t look like its mother was still around. Maybe she was the runt of the litter. I… just couldn't leave her there, all alone and cold, in the dark”, Astarion explained, his eyes miles away as he remembered the situation. But you could quickly see that that wasn’t the only thing. It was apparent why he felt for the lost little creature.

“You have a big heart, Astarion”, you told him sincerely which made his gaze flick to yours. But his eyes immediately left yours again. He surely didn’t believe what you said himself. At least not yet. That was okay though, you would tell him again and again until he didn’t doubt himself anymore.

The kitten meanwhile was trying to feed from the mixture you had concocted but it seemed she was only really getting the stuff on her adorable little face.

Astarion kept observing her a little bit more, cocking his head. Then he shook his head and softly grabbed the small creature again. “It’s not going to work like this, little one, if you only keep rubbing your face in your food”, he said affectionately as he made to hold her with one hand. With the other he took some of the mixture with one of his fingers and then held it to the kitten’s snout.

And surely, after a few seconds she licked it off the vampire’s fingers. A big smile crept onto your face and your heart grew in size while you watched the scene. Scratch also had slowly come back and was pushing his nose under your arm so you would let him rest his head on your lap again. You allowed it and kept watching how Astarion slowly fed the kitten. She’d quickly grown more eagerly and had started using her teeth too.

“Oww, will you stop biting me, you mean little thing”, Astarion exclaimed and shook his hand. “Serves you right, now you know how it feels”, you immediately threw in. The pale elf threw you a glance, saying “are you even serious”, but he kept allowing the cat to feed of his fingers until she seemed sated and her eyes grew heavy.

The vampire grabbed the towel that still laid next to him and lightly rubbed the mess of the kitten’s face. You offered Astarion the blanket from before to make an improvised bed for the small one on which he placed the cat carefully so she could get some rest.

“She’ll need a name if we’re going to keep her”, you said as you both watched the fur ball breathe softly. “Well, we already have a dog called Scratch, maybe we can call her Bite”, Astarion replied with a grin. You made a face at him and left the topic for the time being.

“What a fine assortment of strays we are, don’t you think, my love?”, Astarion asked then and looked at you with warmth in his eyes. You leaned over and gave him a kiss. “Fine, yes”, you answered as you made to lay down and put your head into Astarion’s lap. “But we’re not strays anymore, we’re home now”, you said with a smile and looked up at your soulmate. The vampire let his hands cup your cheeks and ran his thumbs over them lovingly: “And how sweet it is being home with you, my heart.”

Bonus: Enjoy this sweet little creature stare directly into your soul!

[munson-blurbs]

eddie/wedding/tequila 🍻

Drunk Eddie is my favorite Eddie to write hehehe 💚

Warnings: alcohol consumption, Eddie is absolutely plastered, allusion to smut

WC: 989

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The band plays the final note of The Police’s “Every Little Thing She Does is Magic” and begins the opening chords of “Truly Madly Deeply.”

“Okay, let’s slow things down for all the lovebirds out there,” the lead singer croons into the mic. “Grab your sweetheart and bring ‘em onto the dance floor.”

You make your way over to your table and extend your hand. “May I have this dance?” you ask sweetly, frowning when the metalhead shakes his head. A lock of his curly brown hair comes loose from the bun at the nape of his neck. “Why not?”

“I’d love to,” Eddie slurs, taking another sip of his drink, “but ‘m married to the love of my life. I only wan’ dance with her.”

Stifling a giggle, you sit in the chair next to him and rub his back. “I know that. Because I’m your wife, Eddie.” You motion to the diamond on your ring finger and the silver band on his. “We’ve been married for two years.”

“No fuckin’ way!” he exclaims. “That’s awesome. ‘Cause you’re, like, s’fucking beautiful.” He gasps. “Holy shit, my wife is beautiful!”

The scent of tequila wafts from his breath, and you crinkle your nose. “Eds, how many shots did you and Robin do?”

Eddie whines and throws his head back. “Don’t make me do math at a party!” He rests his head on your shoulder and grabs your hand, placing it atop his scalp. “Can you give me scratches?”

You oblige, kissing just above his ear. “C’mon, puppy dog,” you tease. “Let’s get you back to the hotel room.” Starting to help him up, you spot Steve making his rounds, bow tie undone and face flushed from dancing. You send up a silent prayer that Eddie won’t attract his attention, but it must get intercepted. 

“Harrington!” your husband calls out. Multiple guests turn to face you; it is a Harrington wedding, afterall. “Get over here, big boy!” He stumbles towards the groom and claps a ringed hand on his shoulder. 

“Hey, buddy,” Steve says with a chuckle. “Y’havin’ a good time?”

“The best.” Eddie is fully leaning on his friend now, and you mouth Sorry in Steve’s direction. “Dude, my wife is so hot.”

You bury your head in your hands; your cheeks are burning with embarrassment. “Let’s go, Eddie,” you insist, grateful that Steve appears unfazed by the comment. 

“Stevie, you ever been in love?” Eddie asks, suddenly serious. His eyes are glassy and half-lidded; it’s only a matter of time before he falls asleep. 

Steve looks around at the hotel ballroom, eyebrows raised. “Uh, yeah. I just got married, like, three hours ago. You were a groomsman.”

“Shit, yeah!” Eddie sounds as though he’s receiving brand-new information. “Congrats, man. Anyway,” he presses on, ignoring you tugging on his sleeve, “I jus’ want you to know that I, Eddie Munson, am also in love. With this girl right here.” He flails his free arm around until he finds your waist and pulls you into him. 

“Well, I’m, uh, happy to hear that,” Steve manages, and you shoot him another apologetic glance before dragging Eddie to the elevator and into the hotel room. You can’t turn the key fast enough. 

Eddie flops onto the bed, still fully dressed in his tuxedo and shoes. You take a moment to appreciate the silence before he pipes up:

“We gotta beat Steve.”

Despite your better judgment, you respond with an incredulous, “what?”

“We gotta beat Steve,” Eddie repeats. “We got married, but now he’s married, too. So we’re not winning anymore.” He pouts for a millisecond before sitting up suddenly, steadying himself on the sheets. “We should have a baby!”

You burst out laughing. “Babe, I love you. But I am not bringing new life into this world just so you can win some imaginary competition against Steve.”

“Fine,” Eddie slumps down, defeated. 

You figure that will be the end of the discussion, but you should know better at this point. You’re rifling through your suitcase for a pair of pajamas when you hear the mini fridge door open. 

“What are you doing now?” you hiss. 

“‘M wooing you so you’ll have my baby,” he hiccups, pulling out a small bottle of Patrón and unscrewing the cap. “I call this one the ‘wraparound.’” Eddie proceeds to drag the bottle around his head, spilling tequila everywhere. “Oopsie daisy!” He cackles like it’s the funniest thing in the world. 

You pluck the half-empty bottle from his grasp and set it on the nightstand. “Eddie, get out of those clothes and Go. To. Bed.” you say through gritted teeth. 

Eddie snorts. “If you wanna see me naked, you gotta take me out to dinner first.” But he obliges, sleeping as soon as his head hits the pillow.

Breathing a sigh of relief, you snuggle in next to him. He rarely drinks beyond an occasional post-work beer, so you’re glad he let loose tonight. You just wish you didn’t have to babysit him. 

Eddie stirs, wrapping a tattooed arm around your waist. “My sexy lil’ wife,” he mumbles. “Prettiest girl ‘ve ever seen.” He nestles into the crook of your neck. “I love you, sweetheart.”

“I love you, too, Eds,” you tell him, brushing the stray hair from his face and kissing his forehead. “Get some rest, okay?”

“Mhm,” he hums. “Big day tomorrow. Gotta make a baby so we can beat Harrington.”

“Yeah, okay,” you reply tersely, rolling your eyes. 

But the next morning, after a cup of black coffee and two Advil, Eddie’s ushering you back into bed. 

“I was serious about that baby, sweetheart,” he muses. “And not because of a contest with Steve.” 

You smile, bringing your lips to his soft, plush ones. “Really?”

“Really,” he affirms, climbing on top of you and peppering your face with kisses. “But if there was a contest, we would totally be the superior couple.”

“Oh, absolutely.”

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[soap-ify]

hello! I love your "you're an angel, i'm a dog" series soooo much. I love the way you write Ghost's character. while reading chapter 2, I was wondering that since Simon ruins reader's panties, he would go shopping with her to buy new ones? What do you think about it?

WOW ANON. you know, i was actually gonna add that in chap 2 but didn't because i didn't wanna make it too long BUT I AM SO GLAD SOMEONE ELSE THOUGHT OF IT TOO!!! and thank you so much for your kind words :(

takes place somewhere in chap 2 before simon goes for deployment. | series masterlist

cw just some new panties shopping with simon and a suggestive ending, adding the sanrio panties was very self indulgent sorry.

You didn’t know what made you feel more awkward — the fact that Simon was here with you in the underwear section of this clothing store, carefully looking at the colorful pair of panties or the fact that all the clerks and the customers were gawking at this big man with wide eyes.

Not that you could do anything about it. After all, he had insisted on coming with you. And he was leaving tomorrow, so you couldn’t let this opportunity slide just like that. Another moment where you could pretend that Simon and you were just a normal, happy couple.

“You don’t have to grab and look at all of them so closely.” You huffed out, feeling flustered at the way he was so keen on grabbing every pair and observing them. What was he even looking for?

“You don’t like lace.” He bluntly commented, making you freeze on your tracks. Huh? Well, yeah, you hated the way lace felt on your skin. But how did he even know that? Weird guy. Just the way you like him.

He followed behind you like some lost puppy, or maybe a guard dog since he was literally looming over you, brown eyes fixed on your form carefully walking through the section. You were so cute, he just wanted to pick you up and—

“How about this one?”

Your voice snapped him out of his thoughts, eyes looking over at you holding a pack of 4 panties, each having a different Sanrio character on them. Fucking adorable.

“You like ‘em cute, eh?” He said mirthfully, causing blood to rush to your cheeks as you gently swatted at his arm, a pout on your lips, a wave of embarrassment coursing through you since you clearly had never told him about liking those characters.

“Jus’ kidding, love. S’gonna look pretty on you.”

He ended up buying lots of pairs of panties for you and some other clothes, making you feel somewhat guilty for spending his money on something so… private?

“Don’t worry your pretty lil’ head about it, love.” He groaned softly at the subtle worry etched on your brows, giving you a gentle push into your apartment, placing the shopping bags on the floor once he closed the door behind him.

“I know, I just—” Your words were cut short by his warm, callused hands grasping your waist, pulling you towards him.

“Told you not to worry.” He grumbled behind his mask, hands roaming down behind your back before giving your ass a gentle squeeze.

“Plus who knows? I might ruin ‘em again.”

[forggywrites]

Let’s See the Barbie Movie!

Miguel O’Hara x GN reader

Headcanons/scenario

Requests are open!

CW: slight spoilers for the Barbie movie? I’m not sure. Reader annoys Miguel. He gets annoyed, but not angry.

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“Hey Miguel, what do you think about seeing the Barbie movie with me?”

“You want me to see the Barbie movie with you? Why don’t you ask anyone else here to see it with you? Like Peter B, he seems like the type to like that kinda stuff…”

You huff “but I wanna go with my favorite person in the whole world! Besides, I think it’ll be fun!”

Miguel gives you a look, then turns back to his work.

Suddenly Lyla appears

“Miguel, you really should go. The ratings are very high, and it’s got some VERY attractive actors in there.” (All of them are hot)

“Is the movie even out yet?” He responded.

“Yeah! It came out just the other day! A bunch of people are already talking about it!”

“No, I’m too busy.”

“Please?”

“No”

“Pleaaaasssseeeeee?” You ask, stretching the word out.

“No.” he adds more firmly.

“Pretty please?” You give him the exaggerated puppy dog eyes, your lip pouted.

“No.”

You stop, walk closer to the man, and drop to your knees in front of him.

“Please, for me?” You flutter your eyelashes.

You both go quiet

…

…

…

“…fine”

“What did you say? I couldn’t hear you.” You teased.

“I said fine, I will go see Barbie with you. But I am not dressing up.”

“YIPPIEE!!!” You shout as you jump to your feet.

“I’ll buy the tickets, when are you free?”

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“I’m ready to see Barbie!” You call out as you walk into Miguel’s office. He was finishing up his work for the day, having already thrown on a simple outfit consisting of regular blue jeans and a black shirt.

“What the hell are you wearing?” He mutters as he looks at you.

“It’s my Barbie outfit! You like it?”

“I think I’m going to have an aneurysm, there’s so much pink.”

Lyla pops up next to you and immediately compliments your amazing outfit.

“Alright, you can shut up now Lyla. Let’s get this over with.”

The two of you went on your way, arriving at the movie theater you offered to buy Miguel whatever snacks he wanted, as you were kind of forcing him to be there. He settled on a water and small popcorn.

Once you got your tickets scanned and headed to the theater you two got settled in your seats, the theater was fairly crowded due to two big movies having just opened.

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The credits rolled, you sat in your seat with a large smile on your face.

The two of you walked out of the theater pretty quietly, only stopping to use the bathroom, or for you to compliment other’s people outfits (and vice versa).

“Soooooo… how did you like it?” You muse to the tall man next to you.

“Actually, it wasn’t bad.” His face was as cold as ever, but you can’t help but think about the slight smiles or laughs you noticed from him during the movie. Or even how he got quiet during certain parts with the mother and daughter characters. Almost as if he was going to cry.

“I’m glad you liked it!” You had a smile on your face, glad your convincing had worked and that the evening wasn’t a total waste of time for him.

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Bonus:

“Wait, you guys saw the Barbie movie without me!?” The yell shocked you, it wasn’t like Perter B to yell, especially in front of Mayday.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t think you would care that much…” you sweat dropped as the father yelled like a character from a bad drama show.

“I’m jus surprised you got the man to go at all” Hobie chimed, a small smirk on his face.

“Was it good?” Gwen asked.

“Yeah, actually it was. And if it was good enough for Miguel to enjoy it, I think you’ll like it to.”

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Wrote this in like half an hour, it has not been edited. I saw the Barbie movie earlier and I ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT. The movie was a great mix of comedy and amazing commentary on the patriarchy along with how women are treated in society. I totally recommend anyone who can see it, see it.

Also I slayed with my outfit, but the Barbie heels gave me bad blisters and I kept getting misgendered :(

[kaionyx]

wwanna be sir's dumb plaything :((. for breeding an entertainment purposes only!!! get t turn off all m thoughts an jus be ur doggy!! dog dom and puppy sub is such.. a good thought. yummy. bein in heat while ur in rut 😵‍💫. getting bred over n over!!!!!

wahh, i haven't sent an ask in a while. missed doin it.

-🐕🤍

Oh my, such a slutty little thing aren’t you puppy? Getting yourself all excited thinking of being my personal cocksleeve, locking a pretty collar around your neck with a chain latched to my bed so you’re there when I need it. Even making a cute little nest for you to lay in when you’re in heat and i’m fucking another load deeper in you.

It would be adorable watching you slowly start to accept your role as my breeding toy though darling, seeing you almost get excited for my abuse to your little body. Since you asked so cutely I might just take you up on that offer, I am in dire need of a new mutt to mold and break over my cock anyway.

[chocolatetheoristcloud]

Can I have some heartbreaking, painful Sasuke angst?

(FINALLY A REQUEST!! 😭)

HOUND DOG

Paring: Sasuke x reader

Warnings/tw!:heart break,angst,dark content, friends with benefits,smut,fuck boy Sasuke, gas lighting,we are here for a good time not a long time, bullying elements,modernish AU, cursing.

Ft: Naruto,Kiba, Shikamaru mentions,Shark boy(forgot his name)

How could you be soo dumb...hm? just how could.

I mean the signs were all there,so how?.

He seemed so nice and friendly to you. When you first met.

You though you would,for ONCE in a lifetime finally have a person who cares about you, someone who wouldn't make fun of you and your interest's or or question you on never not smiling.

SOMEBODY to be their for you....

But no.

Here you are watching him make out with another girl.

I mean wasn't it obvious...

Fuck you then vanish, then when you go to see him the other day while he's talking with his friends laughing as he told them what happened the other day between you two, he'd act distant and cold while his friends are giggling behind him.

"Um yeah sorry Y/N.... I'm you know kinda busy with y'know my friends and all... sorry.."

"No no, it's fine we don't have to talk.. yeah sure no problem.."

His friends.....so am I not his friend...?

You though to yourself as you took your leave.

But he'll call you later that saying nothing but sweet nothings.

"I could never hurt you Y/N I hope you know that,....I promise....it's soo gental...plus you get me."

Lie lie lie, all you ever do is lie.

Promises are a ment to be kept, not broken...

And just like that you said nothing.I mean what was there to say your not his and he is not your's.

So like that, you didn't whine like some spoiled fucking hound begging for attention, muzzled up like a good hound dog keeping your mouth shut.You didn't whine, you were well trained.

And like a good hound dog you wouldn't dare the bite the hand that feed's you right

......or else you'll starve.

So like that you said nothing, even tho it hurts.

But that all change when you overhead him talking to his friends about him fingering you.

"Yeah you guys should of seen it, and how she reacted"

Sasuke said with a chuckle

"Wow Sasuke I'm impressed....I never expected Y/N to have sex with you,I mean she's always soo uptight"

"Yeah, Sasuke even I was caught off guard when you told us you got Y/N to fuck you, also I agree with Kiba, Y/N is really uptight and almost never's talks to anyone....so now the question is how the hell did you get her to fuck you!?"

"I mean come on Naruto... have you met me, but yeah I'll have to admit she was really uptight but I'll tho it took me sometime....I eventually got through to her and the rest was like clock work .... even she has a sour look on her face and doesn't talk to anyone...she has some ass and thighs on her for dayssss bro.... not to mention she's like a hound....she wouldn't bit the hand that's feed's her"

"Wow really...if that's true then I'm sure Shikamaru would love her"

"Yeah well, no shit Naruto shit after hearing about her from Sasuke I wouldn't mind fucking her too~"

Suigetsu added as they all laugh

Finally, deciding you with that you decide that you didn't want to have sex with Sasuke again after that. So when he finally hang's out with you and tried to make a move to you onto you this time you didn't hesitate to put a stop to it.

"Look....Sasuke we need to talk"

"About what?"

"About this, I don't wanna do this with you anymore... but we could still be-"

You were cut off.

"Wow Y/N so this is how you treat me, after everything we did together"

"Sasuke stop don't make sound like that you know that's not true"

"What? that you're being such an uptight bitch all of a sudden?"

"What the hell are you talking about,if anything your the bitch! you think I didn't hear what you were talking to your friends... well I did and I don't wanna do this anymore....I thought...I thought we could actually be friends but now I see that you were just using and abusing our friendship.... you don't care for me like I care for you, like any true friend would.... like how you think I'm just some puppy you can come and play with after....well I'm not, I'm not your house pet you jerk!!!"

You said it with your chest, there was no holding back now.

After that you and Sasuke stopped hanging out but that didn't stop him from telling the school he fucked you.

So now but to the question......

How could you be so dumb?

Could it be.... loneliness?

Could it be.....careless?

No it's not

It's not any of those

But you know what it could be....

You

Poor Poor Y/N....you pitiful creature. You finally got some good attention and just like a pound pup who has finally been let out it's cage you below it.

What's the matter? It's your fault for slipping up..... but here you are crying in the girls bathroom in an empty dirty stall crying.

Like a hound crying for it's bone... playing the victim as if you didn't bring it upon yourself....

You could of simply said no.....but like attention seeking puppy you didn't.

So go ahead and cry and whine like a puppy dog.

[afterdarkprincess]

Can you do 5 with Sami and Jey please 🫶

5. "Did you touch yourself to the thought of me?"

Thank you for the prompt!!! Sorry it took so long to fill!!!

shoutout to @feelschicken for helping a LOT with this one 💕

Pairing: Sami/Jey Rating: Explicit Word Count: 1051

ao3 link tag squad: @elementaldoughnut12 @harmshake @imabillyami @jeysbvck @southerngirl41

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Sami Zayn considers himself to be a very lucky man, having been able to pursue his dreams of professional wrestling, seeing the world and performing in front of millions of people. His friendship with Kevin, while tumultuous over the last few years, is still strong. And more recently, he’s found one of the greatest loves he’s ever known in the most unexpected of places.

Jey Uso stretches, wiggling in Sami’s arms to get comfortable. His eyes meet Sami’s and his face warms into a smile that still manages to take Sami’s breath away.

His crush on Jey during those early Bloodline days had seemed so hopeless, when Jey would regard him with open distrust and hatred. Sami no could see just enough of the kind soul underneath, crushed under the weight of years of hurt and abuse, that he could not give up. Even if Jey never returned his feelings, he didn’t deserve the hell that Roman put him through.

But by some divine miracle, Jey did feel the same. It had been by no means easy, navigating their feelings along with the complications of Jey’s family and keeping their relationship a secret. But Sami has no regrets when he gets to spend hours like this with Jey in his arms.

“Whatchu thinkin’ bout?” Jey looks up at him with those puppy dog brown eyes, his strong, calloused fingers catching Sami’s, twining their hands together. “Can hear your brain workin’ from here.”

“Mmm,” Sami says softly, pulling their hands to his lips to brush softly against Jey’s knuckles, hitting each one as punctuation. “Just how happy I am. How lucky I am. How I wouldn’t even have believed this was possible more than a few months ago.”

“Really?”

Sami notes the surprise in his lover’s voice. “Yeah- why?”

Jey’s eyes flick away, the way they always do when he gets self conscious. “Nothin’ I jus’- I been thinkin’ bout this for a long time. ‘Bout me n’ you.”

“Since when?” Jey shakes his head, and Sami can’t allow that. “C’mon, indulge me baby.”

“I don’ know-“

“Mania? Rumble maybe?” Sami thinks back to his own thoughts and feelings during those times, that insistent voice in his head that couldn’t allow him to move on, the way his eyes lingered on Jey’s exposed waist.

“Before that,” it’s so quiet that Sami barely hears it. “Wargames for sure, but even before that.”

“But Jey- you hated me then!”

He feels the low rumble of Jey’s soft laughter more than he hears it. “Yeah, I did. I didn’t like you at all, but…” His voice trails off. “Man, you was always so touchy! You’d touch me ’n it felt like I got burned or somethin’. And then if I’d say anything about it you’d get this sappy ass pout on your face. Drove me crazy.”

“Good crazy or bad crazy?”

“Both, and you’d finally fuck off for the night and just when I thought I’d finally get some damn peace and quiet, I’d-“ Jey looks away, like something across the room has caught his eye, but Sami knows him too well by now.

“Jey…” He touches Jey’s chin, softly turning his face back to meet him. “Did you touch yourself to the thought of me?”

Sami watches the whole story play out on Jey’s face, biting his lip and furrowing his brow in worried embarrassment. Jey moves, shifting his hips away from Sami slightly.

“Y-yeah, when Jimmy was out or uhh, in another room.”

The thought is simply too much for Sami, and he swings his leg over Jey’s body, rolling them both until he’s on top and staring down at his beloved, their hips slotted together and Jey can no longer hide his growing erection.

“What did you think about?”

Jey’s hips buck up into Sami’s, creating a delicious friction even through their boxers that had Sami’s dick heading quickly to full hardness, and Jey groans, low and deep. “Thought about shuttin’ you up, mostly. Thought you’d finally be quiet with my dick down your throat, but turns out I was wrong about that too.”

Sami couldn’t help but laugh at that as he shoves his hands between them, freeing both of their lengths to knock and glide together, sticky with precum. “What else, sweetheart?”

“For a while it was like that, jus’ physical.” He bites off a moan. “Rubbin’ one out in the shower here n’ there, that’s life on the road you know? Then-ahh… then after Wargames, I still wanted to shut you up but it was different. Wanted to jus’ kiss you stupid, and not just at night but all the time.”

Somehow it’s this admission that brings Sami to blush, grinding his hips hard against Jey’s before ducking down to bring their lips together in a bruising kiss.

“Like that?” He whispers when they part.

Jey nods laughing, “Yeah, somethin’ like that.” His hand is warm on the back of Sami’s neck, pulling him in to kiss again.

The kiss deepens, turning filthy quickly and fueling the desperate rut of their hips. Sami can’t think beyond the sensation of Jey all around him. The warmth of his skin, the scratchy feel of his beard, the sweet smell of his shampoo. It’s intoxicating for Sami, the same kind of high he gets in the ring when the crowd is cheering his name.

“Sami… ah, fuck Sami!” Jey sighs into the few inches between them, one arm wrapped around Sami’s back as the other curls into the hair at the base of his neck, keeping him close.

The pressure in his stomach builds and builds as they settle into a quick pace, both mindlessly chasing release.

“So good, so good for me Jey. F-fuck, I’m so lucky.” Sami crushes their lips together, hard and fast. “Love you so fuckin’ much aahh-“

He’s cut off by Jey’s lips biting into his lower lip just hard enough to hurt and it sends him shattering over the edge. Jey’s not far behind, his hips stuttering against Sami’s sensitive skin and moaning as he adds to the sticky mess on his stomach.

Sami rests his forehead against Jey’s, both of them breathing heavily as they recover. He chuckles, shaking his head. “Well, was that everything you thought it’d be?”

Jey smiles wild, “And more, babe.”

[pulipuppy]

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TBOSAS on Crack short take (37)

Dr.Gaul: Hippity Hoppity! Welcome back to my precious laboratory.☺️🔪

Coryo: *Raises hand* Dr.Gaul, do we really need to end everything with a rhyme? I mean-

Dr.Gaul: Shut up, orphan. I’m in my zone. So put your hand down before I shoot you with a drone.

Sejanus: *Raises hand* Dr.Gaul, can I-

Dr.Gaul: You’re allowed to skip my class, Mr. Plinth.

Sejanus: But-

Dr.Gaul: Do I really need to give you another hint?

Sejanus: No. I’ll shut up now.

Dr.Gaul: Good. And as for today’s lesson, we will be discussing the importance of mutts in our modern day society.

Clemensia: Nope. Not today! I’m going home. Bye! *runs out*

Juno: Clemmie, we haven’t even started!

Dr.Gaul: Now who could tell me why-

Livia: Dr.Gaul, why are all your mutts super ugly? Can’t you make them cuter?

Arachne: Yeah! I want a mutt that’s cuter and fluffier than the President’s Bichon Frisé puppies!

Dr.Gaul: Can you not interrupt me for one sec-

Felix: Can we even create a mutt that’s cuter than my granduncle’s puppies?

Coryo: I don’t know. I’m more of a cat person, and nothing’s cuter than Boa Bell the cat.

Apollo: How about we fuse Boa Bell with the President’s puppy!😀

Festus: A cat and a dog? What are we gonna call it?

Gaius: Bichon Bell? Boa Pup? That’s all I’ve got.

Coryo: How about a cute hamster fused with a cute chipmunk?

Felix: Chipster? Chipham?

Urban: Cheap ham? Are we talking about food already?

Palmyra: I have some cheap ham right here! *shows a rotten holiday ham instead* Want one?😀

Florus: Ew. No. Put that thing away from me, Monty.

Palmyra: It’s still delicious!

Everyone: We’re not that hungry, Monty.🤢

Palmyra: Really? How about you, Price?

Persephone: No offense, Palm Palm, but I would rather eat my poor daddy’s Maid Stew again before I eat that.

Palmyra: Just one bite?🥺

Everyone: No.

Dr.Gaul: As I was saying-

Florus: Ok. Here me out. A cute baby duck fused with a cute baby penguin.

Iphigenia: Oh, Panem! A penduck! That’s super cute! I want one already, Flory!

Io: Me too! I’m so gonna tell my parents about that!

Coryo: Honestly, a “penduck” might be the most adorable thing that I personally want to see.

Festus: A penduck burger ain’t so bad either.🤤

Felix: Festus, bro, you can’t just eat a cute penduck!

Festus: Huh? Why?

Felix: Because I’ll make it illegal!

Festus: But if it moves, it’s technically food!

Persephone: I concur!😋

Urban: I mean, Creed’s not wrong. We can even sell it to raise more money for our poor class fund.

Dennis: Nice one, Ban Ban! Now that’s a good business proposal!

Urban: You guys do know about our depleted class fund, right?

Felix: Our precious class fund? I haven’t really addressed that issue-

Iphigenia: And we will never ever address it! Ever!

Felix: But-

Iphigenia: So who’s next? Sejanus, you go!😊

Sejanus: Ok. My turn! How about an adorable baby weasel fused with an adorable baby capybara!

Androcles: Can it swim though?

Pup: I don’t care! I want a baby “capysel” in my house!

Dennis: How about a baby pony fused with a baby kangaroo?

Vipsania: Fling, that’s brilliant! Who doesn’t want a “pongaroo” to fight them!

Lysistrata: Fight them? Is that even legal?

Vipsania: It ain’t animal abuse if they abuse you back, Lizzie!

Felix: Well, don’t mind me. I’m just gonna write that down.

Domitia: How about a baby cow fused with a baby horse?

Diana: You seriously want a “corse” for a pet?

Domitia: What? I literally live in a ranch.

Coryo: You mean a big ass luxurious mansion that looks like a ranch.

Livia: My turn! A baby otter fused with a baby koala!

Apollo: Wow, Livia, you really want the science peeps to make a baby “Koatter” for you?

Livia: Sure. Why not. I can afford it, unlike that poor orphan sitting over there-

Coryo: FYI, Cardew, my boyfriend’s father (Strabo Plinth) is willing to give me a zoo filled with the cutest mutts as a wedding gift after graduation!

Lysistrata: Sejanus, is that true?

Sejanus: Anything for my Coryo!😘

Dr.Gaul: Why am I even here? Just to suffer?!😩🔪