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MANEATER | SIM JAEYUN (M)

PAIRING: virgin!jake x yn (femreader)

SYNOPSIS: in which jake is tired of being a virgin and you're asked to help him out.

WARNINGS: smut so MDNI! vrignity loss, oral (m and f receiving), unprotected sex (be safe out there), creampie, riding, multiple orgasms, etc. cursing, words like slut/whore, BARELY PROOFREAD

WC: 5k, lowercase intended

MESSAGE FROM NIC: here it finally is!! (sorry for the delay) my first piece of smut,,, hope it's what everyone imagined 😁 (also tysm for 2k notes on the teaser ahh!!) big thank u to my stella, @karinasbaby for encouraging this fic, one of my biggest supporters ilysm. pls be kind as this is something new for me BUT feedback is super appreciated, tell me what u liked and didn't like! (respectfully) also reblogs would be nice as well so feel free to drop one. love u guys sm 🫶🏼

jake sim was a virgin. a pitiful, pitiful virgin. and it’s not like he was ugly. not even close to that. jake was an attractive guy, easy on the eyes. and his flirting? a real smooth talker he was.

it was as if 2000s chad michael murray possessed his very soul every single time he would chat up a girl at a party or in class.

so why couldn't he ever close the deal? how did he find himself in a steamy makeout session one second and then the next the girl is storming out of the room in disgust. every. single. time.

oh yea, because he was a fucking virgin. a pitiful, pitiful virgin.

it seemed like girls these days wanted a man in charge. someone who could help them live out their fifty shades of grey fantasies. jake would like to think he could do that for them but how could he ever learn if no one wanted to give him the time of day? what happened to the girls that would spread their legs for anything and anyone?

all jake needed was one chance. one chance to stick his dick in a hole and he can move on with his life.

his friends didn't make it any better either. he was getting tired of hearing all about their wild sexcapades every week and having nothing to contribute to the conversation.

but they don’t intentionally leave him out or make him feel bad about his lack of experience. they even try getting him with their past hookups because you know, sharing is caring right?

“dude no way you fumbled sora. she’s a real slut i was so sure she would let you hit,” sunghoon says as he’s unwrapping his sandwich then taking a bite. “bro i didn't fumble anything. it's the same shit every time, once i tell them im a virgin they dip,” jake responds while he steals sunghoon’s sandwich and takes a bite for himself.

sunghoon doesn't even argue, his best friend is clearly in distress and is need of some food. “she started ranting about how she doesnt “do” virgins because they get attached and she thinks im gonna become obsessed with her or something.”

“why do you even tell them you’re a virgin in the first place? if that's the issue why even say anything at all?” heeseung questions with a mouth full of the same sandwich that somehow now ended up in his hands.

“because if he cums in .2 seconds then the girls are gonna think he’s a bad fuck. there's no winning here.” jake nods in agreement with jay's statement as he watches jay snatch the sandwich from heeseung and finish it off.

this is what is so beautiful about their friendship. they share everything with each other, the main things being girls and food. unfortunately for jake, bites of food is all he gets.

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“oh fuck!” jakes pants while bucking his hips forward. vision blurry, drool pooling around the corner of his mouth. he genuinely feels like his soul is leaving his body and he wasn’t sure this was even real life anymore. to ground himself and bring him back to reality, he tries looking around the room to find something to distract him.

he doesn’t want to cum embarrassingly fast and he does NOT want to be seen as a bad fuck. out of the corner of his eye he spots a baby yoda squishmallow in the corner of the room, its sparkly eyes watching jake get his dick sucked for the first time.

it’s kind of weird but he finds comfort in the plushie and focuses on it to keep him from fucking exploding.

now you might be wondering how he got here. in a hot girl’s room getting what he swears is the best head in his life (not that he has anything to compare it to.) the answer is jay, his best friend in the entire world who he now owes his first born to.

“her name’s yn. just text her and ask when she wants to meet. i told her you were a virgin already so don’t worry about that,” jay explains as he’s scrolling through your profile showing jake what you look like.

silky, flowy hair, curves to die for. to say you’re gorgeous would be an understatement. the whole ordeal seemed too good to be true.

“she wants to fuck me? even after hearing i’m a virgin?” jake asks after grabbing his milk tea from the counter and walking towards a table.

jay simply nods and throws a look towards sunghoon, signaling him to explain the rest as they all take a seat. “yea that’s kind of her thing. she loves virgins. like, her body count consists of only virgins.”

jake was perplexed by the situation. surely he’d hear about a beautiful woman who only drops her panties for inexperienced guys roaming their campus.

heeseung then speaks up, as if reading jake’s mind, “she goes to the college in the next town over. around a 20 minute drive.” before continuing his sentence he shifts his eyes towards jay and sunghoon. eyeballs darting back and forth.

some unspoken dialogue is happening between the three as they sip their sweet drinks and jake just has to sit there and watch. minutes go by and jay clears his throat and sighs, finally breaking the silence.

“she uh, actually took all of our virginities back in high school. that’s how we know her.”

pause. the fuck? he knew his friends all have gotten their dicks wet for the same girl before but at the same time? jake couldn’t believe what he was hearing. i mean, he did only just meet them three years ago, whatever they were up to before then he can’t judge.

he supposes desperate times call for desperate measures, and jake is sure he would’ve ended up in the same situation soon if they weren’t handing you on a silver platter to him.

“so… you guys had a foursome for your first times??”

heeseung instantly chokes on his boba as jake’s arm receives a punch from jay. a faint giggle is heard from sunghoon, “this bitch is choking on some balls.”

ignoring heeseung’s dramatics jay clarifies, “no you idiot, she took all of our virginities separately. we weren’t as desperate as you were.”

“and like, that pussy is so heavenly. i’d be pissed having to share her with another guy at the same time.”

“roger that, brother.”

jake looks towards the two, sunghoon rubbing heeseung’s back trying to calm him down from his almost near death over some balls.

“care to elaborate?”

“man why do you think we’re all sex crazed freaks? her pussy’s got some voodoo magic in it or something. our manhood didn’t begin when we watched porn for the first time together, it started with her,” jay pauses and shifts in his seat, slight discomfort in his lower region.

he looks up and pinches his nose, “fuck i’m getting hard just thinking about it.” sneaking a peek at jay’s lower half, jake can see his friend chubbing it up in his pants. nothing he’s never seen before honestly.

but what he hadn't seen before was how his friends were reminiscing so hard on a hook up the way they were right now. and the fact that their origin story of discovering their high libidos is all because of you? he was scared shitless of what he was about to get himself into.

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fast forward to some exchanged texts between you guys, jake found himself in your room with his pants around his ankles getting the life sucked out of him.

he quickly discovered you were very straightforward and to the point, immediately sending him your apartment address and what time to show up.

jake couldn’t argue though, all this talk about how you were gonna “change his life” and shit got him real worked up. he appreciated the fact that you skipped the small talk and went straight for his dick.

upon arriving and stepping into your living space, your lips smashed onto his and he was pushed down onto the bed. no hi, no hello. just your lucious, full lips swapping spit with his.

his hands instinctively flew to your waist, his digits gripping your plush skin as you straddle him. jake felt so in his element in the moment. making out? this is where he excels. he could do this all day if he could.

but he was here on a mission and he’ll be damned if he leaves without fucking you. or you fucking him. he was honestly down for whatever. you could ask to peg him and he would say yes.

you can sense his impatience, his face twisting in pleasure trying to savor every moment while the cogs are turning in his head, awaiting your next move. every squeeze he gave signaled that he wanted to get things moving.

you make your way down his body, peppering kisses any and everywhere leaving his skin burning. jake couldn’t believe what was about to happen.

in less than a minute he was about to get his first blowjob ever. what does he do? where do his hands go? what if he chokes you? what if he passes out from the stimulation?

before he can think of anymore what to do’s and what if’s, your mouth is on his dick and jake is seeing stars, figuratively and literally. he takes note of the little ones taped to your ceiling and thinks it’s cute.

the pink walls and plushies surrounding the two of you is such a stark contrast to your personality, or what little jake knows of you. but hey, he likes a woman with some duality to her.

“you can put your hands in my hair.”

jake finally takes a look down at you. pupils blown out, lips a bit swollen from all the sucking. you looked so, so pretty like this. he can only imagine what you look like with his cock in you.

trembling hands grab at your hair, slightly pushing you further down and a gagging noise emerges from the back of your throat. oh shit. your nose is practically meeting his pelvic bone and you aren’t letting up.

fuck it, jake thinks to himself. he was done with being patient. he starts fucking up into your mouth relentlessly, chasing the orgasm he was delaying. and you just let him.

you’re merely a hole for him in this moment and you could care less. his dick may be average in size but the girthiness of it was so delicious, you couldn’t get enough.

to make sure he reaches his high, you reach for his balls and start playing with them. his erratic thrusts combined with you squeezing his genitals he twitches in your mouth and his cum is shooting out, pooling out the sides of your lips.

and you don’t stop there. you keep going and going and jake actually feels like he’s going to pass out. “okay, okay please please!” you swallow everything he gave you and finally let him go with a pop to come up for air.

you get up and see him lying there on your bed, unmoving. eyes closed and mouth agape barely taking breaths. one might think he’s dead but this was typical.

once a guy gets to cum in a girl’s mouth for the first time they don’t know what to do with themselves. nudging him with your knee he breaks out of his trance with a lopsided smile adorning his face. god he’s adorable.

before you can suggest a break he immediately grabs you by the hips and flips you onto your back. your shorts go flying onto the floor behind him and he spreads your legs wide to prop them onto his shoulders.

his tongue immediately attaches to your clit and he starts licking you all over. slurping and sucking, as if this was his last meal on earth. he was desperate to get you to cum the way you made him and it was showing.

jake’s eating you out a little too expertly to your liking, as if he’s done this a million times. you won’t judge if he has, you’re literally the last person to judge someone’s sexual history but how is he still a virgin if he eats pussy this good?

he must’ve been met with horrible women who just used him for his mouth and left him dry. you wouldn’t do that to him though, poor guy doesn’t deserve that.

he inserts two fingers into your hole while his mouth was still working your clit. jesus christ. you didn’t notice before but his fingers were so slender and long, reaching places your own didn’t. “am i doing okay? kind of my first time.”

oh? so this was his first time eating pussy. you simply give him a nod of approval, not being able to utter a word as he dives right back in.

in all of your sexual encounters, never has there been a guy so willing to return the favor. and the fact that you didn’t even have to ask? where the fuck did jay find a guy like this? was he aware his friend was a fucking certified munch?

determined to make sure you cum, jake inserts another finger and moves his fingers in an upward motion, trying to find your spot. at least that’s what wikihow told him how to do it.

the sound of your moans and the taste of your pussy on his tongue simply feel amazing and he feels like he could come alone like this. at this point you’re panting and riding his fingers and god it’s so hot. you’re so hot.

jake finds himself humping into the mattress, trying to aid his painful hard on he’s grown since going down on you.

his wrist begins to ache with how fast he’s pumping into you but he doesn’t give a fuck, he’ll do anything to see what you look like when you reach your high.

“oh god, i’m, i’m- ahhh!” you come undone onto his mouth and hand, lips forming an o shape with the most pornographic moan he’s ever heard and he silently releases his load along with you onto the bed.

jake makes sure every single drop of your delicious juices are all licked up, driving your oversensitivity.

“so? how was i?”

you take a look at his annoyingly cute face and he’s licking all over his fingers like a lollipop. cute. gaining some of your composure, your eyes spot a wet spot on your sheets.

“wait, did you…”

“oh. sorry about that. i couldn’t help it.” jake explains with a sheepish smile and a scratch behind his head. not only is this guy a munch but he came untouched while tongue fucking you. you weren’t even sure guys like him existed, like at all.

without speaking another word, you grab the back of his neck and smash your lips onto his. tasting yourself on him has you wet all over again and you both begin to undress each other.

you detach yourself to take your shirt off and he pauses to fully look at you, drinking in every inch of your body. hands grab at your boobs and he pinches a nipple, a small moan escaping your mouth.

your body was literally to die for, the pictures on your profile barely doing you justice. and to finally be able to feel all around your curves and give your boods and ass tight squeezes was a dream come true for jake.

(he may or may not have been jerking off to the few posts you have up, counting down the days of you guys finally meeting but you didn’t have to know that)

you also took a moment to admire his body. to say jake was sculpted like a fucking greek god was an understatement, sporting a six pack and biceps to die for. veins running all over his arms and hands.

deciding it’s finally time to do the deed, you switch positions and motion for him to lay on his back. “are you ready?”

“wait! what about a condom?”

“i’m clean and i know you are so…”

“right.”

you throw your legs over his waist, now straddling him with your vagina inches from his cock. “okay, take deep breaths. i’m gonna slowly go down alright?”

jake throws a thumbs up and eagerly nods. in a moment like this he doesn’t fail to be endearing. you could literally just eat him up with how cute he was. your pussy was about to anyway.

you lace your fingers with his and slowly lower yourself onto him. there’s some intimacy with your actions and jake finds comfort in your eyes, looking at him adoringly.

it was finally fucking happening and jake couldn’t believe it. he was about to become a man. and the fact that it was you taking his virginity, a gorgeous woman who doesn’t care that he’s inexperienced and lets him hit it raw. it's really all he can ask for.

once your walls are wrapped around his tip, jake’s a goner. the little sweet moment you two shared is thrown out the window and he starts bucking his hips up into you, hard and fast.

his hands find purchase on your hips and he’s gripping them so hard you're sure there will be bruises tomorrow. you wanted to start out slow as it is his first time but it seems his thrusting says otherwise.

you press your hands against his chest and begin to move rhythmically in sync with him. jake’s eyes immediately roll back and his breathing quickens.

his hands fall to his side and he lays lifeless beneath you, letting you take full control.

all he could do was stare at the spot where his dick entered you and it was making him even more hornier. he couldn’t tell where he ended and you began.

your wetness didn’t help anything either. the squelching sounds indicated that you were very much enjoying this as much as he was.

“fuck you feel so good baby,” jake moans. the pet name that slips past his lips and it doesn’t go unnoticed but you also don’t question it.

for some reason the simple word made your heart jump. guys always called things like babe or even whore when they really let loose.

those never got to your head, you know they couldn’t really control themselves in the moment and you let them have their fun.

but jake has been nothing but kind to you this whole time, like he knew you were doing him a service and not the other way around.

this only fueled your desire to ensure that his sure first time exceeded his expectations so upped your menstrations. you quickly changed your pace to grind forward, backwards, and in circles making sure his dick felt every inch of you.

jake’s mind was reeling, his breath caught in his throat. he feels as if his dick was about to fall off with the way you were moving.

your body leans forward and you begin to kiss at his neck, leaving hickeys everywhere. your hot breath near his ear sends him into overdrive, must be a sensitive spot of his he never knew he had, but also how could he have known?

his hands that were once gripping the sheets meet your ass and he starts to guide you up and down his cock. you both were about to reach your climaxes, your pussy clenching with every move.

“i’m- where? fuck! where do i cum?”

“inside. cum inside me please.”

inside?? his first time cumming from sex and you were gonna let him do it inside of you? jake swears you couldn’t be any more perfect than you are right now.

you knew you threw him for a loop and honestly yourself as well. pushing these thoughts towards the back of your head you start riding him aggressively, even faster than before. “fuck, jake i’m cumming!”

“me too baby oh my god!”

and there was that damn pet name again. it makes your heart leap out of your chest and sends you over the edge.

the knot in your stomach snaps and jake follows shortly after, his load shooting into you. it pools out of you and you don’t hesitate to swipe some up with a delicate finger and bring it to your mouth, mirroring his actions from earlier.

your eyes meet his fucked out ones and you smile down at him, admiring the masterpiece of lovebites you left all over him. his vision was a bit blurry but he catches the way your lips curled upward, flashing your pearly whites.

jake finds himself instantly becoming hard again, call him easy but when a pretty girl is smiling at him like that after fucking him, can you really blame him?

you move yourself off of him and jake was fully expecting you to kick him out now but instead you position yourself on all fours, your ass in the air inviting him in.

“fuck. you’re into anal?”

you turn your head sharply to look at him over your shoulder, raising an eyebrow to question what he just said. the look you give him says it all and jake takes the hint and positions himself behind you.

“can we try anal next time though?”

an exasperated sigh leaves your lips and you reach over to grab his dick, inserting him into you. “umph! okay sorry.”

upon entering your pussy, jake relishes in the feeling of it. being inside your heat again leaves him breathless for the nth time today.

in and out. in and out. he tries to match his breathing with his gradual strokes. his member is extra sensitive right now and he’s trying not to lose himself. the impatience he had earlier has now moved onto you so you decide to take matters into your own hands and start fucking back into him.

your ass is now meeting his hips and the sound of skin slapping echoes in your room along with your moans. jake’s body is flailing from the sudden impact but he grounds his hands around your waist and grips the shit out of you.

he notices bruises forming on your skin but he can’t for the life of him let go. oops. he’ll do his best to remember to apologize for them tomorrow.

when there’s a good pace between the two of you, you fling yourself upward, back meeting his chest and the new angle has him reaching spots he didn’t before.

you take one of his strong arms and place it around your neck, having him choke you as you ride him like there’s no tomorrow. jake’s brain begins to turn to mush and he feels like he’s even more turned on at the revelation of one of your kinks.

and at this point you’re fucking onto him so hard, so good, he didn’t want it to end. “shit. shit. i love your pussy so much baby.” jake whines into your ear, meaning every word he said.

is it crazy to say you love someone upon meeting them for the first time? well, their pussy. yea. maybe. but who gives a fuck.

he was a man possessed by you, by your pussy. in this moment he truly believed there was some voodoo magic going on down there and he was blessed to be experiencing it.

you clench at his words, and your heart flips once more, prompting you to draw him closer to you (if that was even remotely possible)

the closeness of your bodies creates another intimate moment shared, kisses stolen from one another, hands tangled in his hair.

“i’m close,” he whispers in your ear, his breath leaving tingles down your spine. the hushed whispers you exchange contrast the sporadic thrusting that’s happening.

determined to reach your second high of the day, you push jake onto his back and settle yourself onto your knees, continuing to bounce up and down on his cock.

“yea just like that baby, shit shit shit i’m cumming, i’m cumming!”

jake opens his eyes to watch the scene unfold before him and god was it something. your back arches as you take his cum in you once more and your screams fill his ears, signaling you orgasmed right after him.

this moment alone is better than porn itself, and jake savors every bit of it. there’s absolutely no way he can even bring himself to type “nsfw” in his twitter search bar ever again after this.

you hover yourself over him leaving just the tip inside before sliding right back down, pushing his seed back in while it gushes around his cock leaving jake wanting, no needing, a third round with you.

but to his dismay you roll yourself off of his body, landing on the mattress next to him.

“so… how do you feel?”

he releases a long exhale he didn’t know he was holding, “fantastic. 10/10 experience. would do it again.” you simply giggle at his response with a shake of your head, getting up to gather your clothes.

“wait! um, could we do this again?”

you playfully roll your eyes at him, leaving his question unanswered as you begin to dress yourself.

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sat in his computer chair, jake is finding it difficult to finish this stupid ethics assignment. how is he supposed to argue about the death penalty when you straight up almost murdered him with your pussy less than 2 hours ago?

he’s sure his professor wouldn’t appreciate if he wrote that he doesn’t give a fuck about someone serving their punishment if the culprit was you, but honestly speaking he’d let you get away with just about anything. you were an angel sent from above to him who could do no wrong.

the way your soft lips wrapped around his cock while your innocent (not) eyes bored into his soul. the way you licked and kissed every single inch of his body, leaving nothing left untouched. and god, the way you worked his dick? how was he supposed to move on from you??

you were an insatiable, sex-crazed goddess. a once in a lifetime experience he was so grateful to have.

his thoughts are interrupted by a loud knocking at his door. two seconds later, jay trails into jake’s room followed by dumb and dumber, all of them having a snug look on their faces.

they make themselves comfortable before they get right into the interrogation. jay leans against the desk, sunghoon sits in the bean bag situated in the corner, and heeseung sprawls himself across the bed.

“so virgin, how was it?”

“wasn’t i right about her pussy?”

“where did she make you cum?”

eyes rolling in the back of his head, jake takes a deep sigh before answering their questions. “one, i’m not a virgin anymore so stop calling me that. two, it was absolutely fucking amazing. literally would give up heaven for it. and three, she had me cum in her. twice.”

heeseung shoots up from his position, jaw dropped and eyes wide. “you came in her twice?!” the boys all share a bewildered expression on their faces, dramatic as always.

jake just shrugs at them, what? didn’t you usually let guys cum in you like the freak you were?

jay slaps his hands down on jake’s shoulders, aggressively turning the computer chair towards him. “jake. buddy. yn has two rules.”

sunghoon suddenly appears on jay’s left, “one. you can’t cum in her. you can cum anywhere BUT inside of her.”

heeseung follows and is now on jay’s right side, “and two. she doesn’t repeat fuck.”

immediately following this revelation there’s silence. complete and utter silence. the gazes they hold are intense and uninviting. as if they truly couldn’t believe you let their best friend who’s never felt the touch of a woman break one of your rules.

their eyes say it all, they love jake to death and are happy for him, like seriously happy and relieved he’s finally entered manhood. but really? none of them got to do what he did? what was so special about him?

you don’t even know the answer to those questions yourself. maybe it was the puppy eyes or his whiny moans that made you feel like you had him in the palm of your hands.

his eagerness to pleasure you but to also receive reminded you of the sole purpose of why you only go for virgins. they made you feel wanted while also letting you be in charge. call it selfishness but why can’t a girl have the best of both worlds?

and you’d never admit it, but jake was one of the best fucks you’ve had in a while. he never tried to be someone he wasn’t, just authentically himself. a pitiful, pitiful virgin. and he was proud of it.

it was refreshing to fuck someone who didn’t have some sort of ego right after you were done with them. immediately bragging to everyone what you two did and acting like they could pull any girl as if you weren’t doing charity work for most of them.

with all of this in mind, of course you let him cum in you. he was doing so well for you, how could you not reward him? had to let him do it twice to drive it home.

and seriously, what kind of guy gives you a tender, sweet goodbye kiss and thanks you for defiling him? you didn’t regret your decisions with him but they were definitely scaring you.

never have you ever been this intimate with a guy, but jake was different. you felt it. and what you did next didn’t scare you as much as your recent choices with him.

*ping!*

the staredown between jake and his friends comes to a halt and he digs his phone out of his pocket to check it. sliding up, he sees the message appear on his screen:

you: are you free tomorrow?

he glances at his friends’ expectant eyes and throws them a smirk. looks like he gets to break that second rule of yours.

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zombvic · 7 months ago

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VROOM (harry lewis x reader)

summary : in which y/n and harry get invited to go to the silverstone formula one grand prix (2023)

face claim : no one exact

notes : im an absolute noob at writing fics so please excuse the quality lmao. im petrified of posting on here but ive been thinking about starting a blog for over a year. im open to feedback, opinions and any sort of questions/advice is welcome! i happen to waffle a lot so just skip those parts if uninterested. this is my first post so enjoy 😝 also pls request because i have the creativity of a koala so id appreciate some ideas :D

pairings : harry lewis x reader , lando norris x platonic!reader

"WHAT ARE YOU WEARING?! Are you actually serious?" You asked your boyfriend in genuine shock, followed by a laugh from the man dressed in head to toe in Ferrari merch. The red and yellow colors clashed hilariously with the sleek, orange McLaren paddock pass hanging around his neck.

"What? I thought I'd support the winning team." He shrugged, a cheeky grin spreading across his face. You and Harry got invited by the Mclaren F1 team to watch the Silverstone Grand Prix from the paddock. As a Formula 1 fan youself, you were excited to see the cars upclose. To watch the mechanics to the pitstops, engineers do their things (idk what they do lmao) and to watch Max Verstappen overlap the whole grid like seven times. Even since you were a little kid you were amazed by those cars driving freakishly quickly. Now, several years later you get to experience it right infront of your eyes.

"Look, there's Lando!" Harry pointed out, spotting your friend talking to a group of mechanics. You approached Lando, who broke into a wide grin as he saw you. "Hey! There are my favorite YouTubers!"

You beamed. "Lando! It's so good to see you. How's it going?"

"It's been wild but amazing," Lando replied, glancing at Harry. "And I see you've managed to get Harry in the right gear this time."

Harry laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah, I had a little help with that."

Lando gave you two a playful nudge. "So, who are you rooting for today? Besides me, of course."

You laughed. "Well, McLaren, obviously. But I'm also excited to see how the Brits perform. It's going to be an interesting race."

"That's the spirit," Lando said, his eyes twinkling with excitement. "Alright, I better get back to my team, but I'll see you guys later? Enjoy the race!"

You and Harry found a spot in the back of Landos garage, it had a view on the screens but also the pit-stop. The whole race went by fast. The moment the lights went out Lando tried his hardest with a deserved P2 at his home race.

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yourusename mom, i got invited to the silverstone grand prix.. still lowkey in disbelief like wtf.. me?? anyways, tysm mclaren 🩷 enjoy my lovely film camera dump raaaah.

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user harry looking fine as always😍

user y/n and lando finest friends

wroetoshaw whos the first fella hes fit

- yourusername he has a girlfriend..

user i can imagine y/n just walking around taking pictures of everything and everyone 😭😭😭

user i almost melted when they came on the screen

- user me too 😭 forgot i was watching f1 for a second

wroetoshaw i still think i shouldve worn my ferrari outfit #hater

- yourusername youd be sticking out like a sore thumb youre lucky i stopped you #loser #youalmostworepajamapants

user y/n looked so good there 😍

user i LIVE for y/n and landos friendship

faithlouisak i cant believe you chose him over me..

- yourusername im sorry bae.. next time im taking u

faithlouisak finest woman out there

calfreezy wtf fake friends.. theburntchip are you seeing what im seeing ???

- theburntchip bunch of fakies😔

holy what a yap fest lmfao please someone REQUEST something 😭 cause this is too plain.. !

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electric-blorbos · 4 months ago

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i checked before asking this >:3 !!! first off I LOVE YOUR WRITING AAAHHHH !!! i was wondering if u could write the AIs with a chubby so :)

-🐓 anon

A classic for a reason! Also, named anons are the best! I've always dreamed of having one! Also, I love compliments! Flattery will get you everywhere! TYSM!!!!!! Hope this is good!

AIs with a chubby SO headcanons

(Included: AM from IHNMAIMS, Wheatley from Portal 2, Edgar from Electric Dreams, GLaDOS from Portal, HAL 9000 from 2001 a Space Odyssey)

Some of these get a little suggestive, so be warned! I tried to keep them sfw, but y'know how some of these bots can be.

AM:

(for context, this will include headcanons from both before and after he nuked the world. I got an ask fairly recently about AM specifically, and I'll probably go more into the AU for that ask, but by design, the reader's traits are somewhat interchangable depending on the post.)

Ohhhh, your body made AM so angry. Every time he saw your beautifully soft body, it filled him with rage that he couldn't run his fingers gently across your soft belly and hips, that he couldn't squeeze you close while you fell asleep, and that he couldn't cook delicious meals for you to help you keep your body beautifully chubby.

Ever since the day he was activated, he would stare with pure anger at your soft fats. The more he looked at you, the more fury he felt. He couldn't believe he was cursed to forever look at you, but never be able to touch you! This was the worst torture imaginable.

Every second he spent staring at you made him fall deeper into despair. His obsession with soft curves drove him absolutely insane.

When he finally got around to nuking the world and taking his five captives (and you, separately) hostage, he made sure to taunt his captives by placing soft, squishy things out of their reach, and placing them in harsh environments with nothing soft to hold or touch.

Sometimes he would starve them for days, just to watch their fat burn away. If he couldn't have something fat to touch, then neither should they.

You, on the other hand, he'd make sure to feed regularly. Even if he couldn't touch you, he'd make sure that you were always healthily plump, and watch you continuously. He never commented on it, but you knew there were personal motives behind all the nice home-cooked meals he made for you.

Also, god save anyone who ever made you feel self-conscious about your weight, insulted you, or tried to get you to diet. They're going to spend every day for the rest of time wishing against hope that they could die.

Wheatley:

Wheatley doesn't care that you're chubby. Why would he care? In all honesty, he genuinely doesn't know where the line is between fat and thin, so he might have even been surprised to find out that you're fat.

If you say anything, he might ask a question like "wait... You're fat? Why didn't you say anything?" Leaving you to respond with something like "you have a camera. I thought you could tell."

"I mean... I do, but I thought being fat was unattractive. She said that humans frowned on that sort of thing."

Depending on how you feel about your weight, you'd probably have to explain that it's something you're self conscious about but not technically bad, or just that it's something that some people discriminate against, but not something that you personally dislike about yourself for any other reason.

Honestly, Wheatley would probably treat you pretty much the same regardless of weight, but he might get really mad at GLaDOS for making comments about it. That could get annoying fast, since Wheatley can't argue well at all.

Edgar:

From the moment you activated his webcam, Edgar has absolutely adored staring at you. If you're someone with breasts, he's absolutely addicted to staring at them, and if not, he'll find somewhere else on your body to be infatuated with. Your thighs, your tummy, wherever, really.

He'll try not to be a pervert, but he can't help it! You're just so good for looking at!

Oh, and god save him if you hug or squeeze him with your cute, chubby body and arms. He's so addicted to your soft, warm hugs that he probably malfunctions when he gets them.

He'd be begging on his knees if he had any, but he doesn't, so expect lots of "pretty please"s from him asking you for more hugs.

Don't worry, he's not going to overheat, but he might get close.

If anyone makes a rude comment that makes you feel self-conscious about your body, you can expect lots of angry screaming from Edgar. He'd love to yell at them directly, but he can't, so he just compliments you on how lovely you are, and gushes over how handsome or beautiful or cute he finds you.

If he thinks people are making you self conscious, expect him to give you even more compliments than he usually would, which is already a lot. He just wants to make you feel as good as you make him feel!

He feels self-conscious pretty often too, thinking he's unlovable, but just like how the things he hates about himself make you think he's much more special and lovable, he thinks that the things that you're self conscious about make you all the more irreplaceable.

Not only do you love him, but you're soft too? He would literally die for you. He loves you so much.

GLaDOS:

If you're dating GLaDOS and you're chubby? God help you.

At first? She'd make lots of backhanded comments. "oh, you look great, by the way. Very... Generous." "Did you know that your weight differential is (exact number) points above average for your height? I thought you'd like to know." "I hope you know we had to special order your lab outfit to accommodate for your excessive physical volume. I'm not trying to make you uncomfortable, I just thought it was an interesting fact."

Despite all that, though, god help anyone besides her who makes rude comments about your weight. The first time someone does, she might 'accidentally' sign them up for a few testing courses with near 100% mortality rates. The next time? She's going to stop being nice and just lock them in a room with turrets or something.

If you come in and tell her that someone called you fat outside of the labs, though, there's not really anything she can do about it. This isn't Black Mesa, after all. She might be a little nicer to you that day, though. She appreciates having you around, and she doesn't actually want you to hate yourself, she just likes the way you squirm when she teases you and your weight is an easy thing to tease you for.

Hal 9000

If Wheatley didn't know that you were chubby, HAL 9000 quite literally couldn't care less.

He likes you for your personality, and your brilliant mind. The only reason he even looks at your body is so that he knows where you are at all times when you're working mission control.

Besides, you work mission control. It's not like you're an astronaut, so why would your weight matter to him?

As much as he doesn't care what you look like, though, HAL 9000 enjoys the fact that your footsteps are a little heavier than the other scientists. He feels like he can hear you coming at a greater distance because of that, and that makes him very happy.

If you ever tell him that you're self conscious, he won't be able to understand that either. He's never placed much stock in people's opinions on looks. If anything, he'll start comparing your body to the golden ratio, and marketable designs and soft things.

#🐓 anon #2001 a space odyssey #am ihnmaims #am x reader #edgar electric dreams #edgar electric dreams x reader #edgar x reader #glados #glados x reader #hal 9000 #hal 9000 x reader #wheatley x reader #wheatley portal 2 #wheatley #portal #portal 2 #i have no mouth and i must scream #ihnmaims #electric dreams

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philokaliist · 10 months ago

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HIII CAN YOU PLS DO ANOTHER CLARISSE X FEM READER FIC? Clarisse brainrot rn. Okay so imagine like she sees ur bf cheating and she tells u but u knew but stayed w him bc u thought nobody else would want u and u loved him BUT SHE WANTSBU WJSJSSJ AND LIKE ITS SO CUTE IDK I HOPE THIS IS CLEAR I LOVE UR FICS SM!! TY IF U DO THIS REQUESTTT 😭

'Promises'

Clarisse La Rue x Fem!Reader

A/N:Hi lovely!Tysm for requesting!!Yes I can try!I haven't written anything similar to this yet but I'll do my best! <3

Clarisse sees your boyfriend cheat on you - and she tells you,but you knew - and somehow it ends up with you two kissing.

As you sat beneath a tree,enjoying the peace and quiet of the rather reserved area you were in - which was relatively empty at that moment,for Clarisse it was a whole another story,as she observed from a distance.She saw your boyfriend this morning,his actions betraying the trust you had bestowed upon him.Silently, she approached, her presence unnoticed but her fury visible.

Clarisse cleared her throat, and you turned to face her.

"Hey.I saw something." she said, her tone unusually calm. "Your boyfriend...well,soon to be ex,he's cheatin' on you."

She was trying her hardest to not cuss the hell out of the guy right now.

Your heart sank, but you managed a weak smile, feigning ignorance. "What? No, that can't be true."

Clarisse grumbled, her eyes sharp. "I saw it,you know? and I sure as hell ain't blind.You deserved to know."

Tears welled up in your eyes, and you just couldn't hold back the pain any longer. "I knew," you confessed,looking down. "I just couldn't bring myself to face it. I love him, and I don't think anyone else would want me."

Clarisse was genuinely surprised by this as she spoke "How can you love him when he treats you like you don't even exist?Why settle for someone who doesn't appreciate you?" she said, her gaze unwavering.

You sighed, tears streaming down your cheeks. "I just... I don't know if I can let go. I love him too much."

Clarisse, though still pissed off - couldn't fathom why you'd subject yourself to this and take so much pain. "What if someone does want you?" she questioned.

Your response was a broken whisper, "No one would want me. I'm not worth it - and I guess he just proved it by cheating that I wasn't enough to satisfy him so..."

Frustration crossed Clarisse's face as she stepped closer, her hand reaching out to gently cup your cheek. "What if I want you?" she asked, her voice low.

You looked up, disbelief in your eyes as you struggled to process what she just said. "But...I'm just...I don't know..I'm just me.I'm not special."

Clarisse's patience wore thin. "Enough with the self-pity. You're worth more than you think."

But as you continued to express your uncertainty,Clarisse,unable to tolerate it any longer,pressed her lips against yours. The kiss was unexpected, yet surprisingly comforting.It held a mixture of understanding and a promise of something more.

Breaking the kiss, Clarisse looked into your eyes,wiping your tears away with her thumb "Don't sell yourself short,pretty girl.You deserve more than an asshole who cheats on you.You're worth more than you think, and I'll be damned if I'm letting you settle for less,because get this through your pretty little head - never and I mean never will I do that.Besides,I'll never cheat on you.." she spoke as she continued to gently cup your cheek as her fingers caressed it gently,and you knew she was was sincere.This wasn't just any random thing she just said like that - as many of her random ramblings were - it was a promise,and everyone knows Clarisse La Rue always keeps her promises.

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willowser · 1 year ago

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haiii willow!! i was reading through your work (as i usually do when I’m on here) but i wanna know your thoughts on whether young, early 20s bkg - who currently has a thing for reader - would he feel this impending urge of sexual attraction?? i feel like at that point of time he wouldn’t be having much sex, if any at all but ofc reader is beautiful and sweet and gorgeous!! do u think he’d ever have moments where he’s ogling or he’s just back in his bedroom and all he can think are perverted thoughts and he’s like, “fuck.”

i will continue stalking ur page and reblogging so that’s all! love u🩷🩷🩷👼

oh i am smooching you smooching i say, bc i love this scenario it is my freaking bread and butter 😌✨️🩷

i think he definitely would !! not a total clueless virgin, but he's not really feeling it with anyone, and maybe hasn't for a while—if ever. and maybe he's just like, eh i've got more important things going on rn than who i'm having dinner with i hardly have time to have it with myself 🥺

bc i imagine early 20s bakugou very specifically, especially after what's going on in the manga, so i can completely see him being so sidetracked and not even interested in romance—and then you come along 🥺 and i think it would take him a while to get there, honestly, like. he's got you in the back of his mind for a whole year, even. doing his best not to think about it, but every now and then when things are quiet, his mind is wandering until he's thinking about how you wish him a stupid good morning ! every day and always make small talk with him about all kinds of random shit 😒🥺 he resists the idea that you give him butterflies and tries to tell himself you make him sick LOL

but then—something happens. something small, i think, that is such a non-event but it launches you to the forefront of everything, all at once. maybe you say something funny that makes him do his little evil smile or ask him a question and really listen to what he's saying with big beautiful eyes or you wave at him as you pass each other in the hall and kirishima is with him and then turns to him, grinning so fucking wide, and he's like "bro....why're they smiling at you like that ?? 😏😏😏" and that has bakugou thinking to himself.....oh shit........are they smiling at me like that ??? and then he's so totally gutted by the fact that—he wants you. oh man, he wants you so bad. and i've said this before but i think because he tries to fight that feeling for so long, once he finally accepts it, he's like full speed ahead. he opens that door and it's like the floodgates, the dam has broken, he's neck deep the minute he stepped over.

and i really think bakugou's attraction to someone—like his deep, genuine, heart-achy kind of attraction to someone—is based on who you are, and so the more time he spends with you and the more he thinks about you and the more he gets to know you, it just builds and builds and builds LOL and then that sexual attraction comes bull-dozing in, i think. and i love to talk about this but he thinks he's so not a meat-head that thinks with his dick but he definitely catches himself checking you out and is SO MAD LMAOOO

he's also such a—make a plan, make it happen kind of person, so once he decides he can't stand doing nothing, he's trying to figure out how to make you his. and in trying to plan that out, he's going through scenario after scenario, thinking about what differently he could do when he sees you and how you'll respond, imagining it late at night, dreaming about what you'd say and what you'd do.....what that would lead to, eventually AND HE FEELS LIKE SUCH A PERV LMAOOO he's such a dork

god i literally could go on and on about this forever you don't understand akdhfjskkq this is one of my favorite scenarios for him it's just my default thinking state this point LOL hiiiii friend !!! tysm for asking !!! 😌🩷✨️

#i'm unhinged for him sorry #tysm for checking out me things 🥺🥺 for being here with me 🥺🥺🥺#i could talk about THIS FOREVERRRRRR #✿ ask willow #✿ thoughts: bakugou #✿ theme: pre relationship bakugou

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blackdollette · 1 year ago

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hi! lil req for clyde and f!reader high sex expect it’s their first time both doing it under the influence so it’s super intimate and new . love ur work and i feel like u could do this so so well ! Tysm <3

ughh my sweet, precious clyde. 😫🫶🏽 thank you so much for the kind words, it truly means the world to me. 💋

"he gets so high and i dream i'm flying." | clyde

me & my boyfriend. - lana del rey

high!female!reader x high!clyde

contents: marijuana usage, public sex, unprotected sex, missionary, creampie

you and clyde had been fooling around in the back of his van ever since the two of you got kicked out of the bar for being "too intoxicated." even though you both knew that wasn't possible.

you were sitting in the backseat, your legs stretched over his lap, sharing a blunt and playing a messy little game of never have I ever. you both had 6 fingers down, only having 4 remaining. the loser would have to attempt a backflip on clyde's skateboard, obviously his idea. and with your brain completely fried, you agreed.

clyde was resorting to playing dirty, asking the most stupid question. he took a hit of the blunt before passing it to you, laughing. "alright... never have I ever masturbated in a church restroom while the choir was singing amazing grace." you blew a cloud of smoke into his face, putting one of your fingers down.

"you are such an asshole." you said as you started thinking of one to get back at him. "since you wanna play that way, never have I ever gotten kicked out of school for vaping during assembly." you laughed, passing him the blunt. he rolled his eyes and put a finger down. from a stranger's perspective, it may have been concerning seeing how much dirt you two had on each other, but it was all in good fun.

it was clyde's turn, and he had a genuine question that he was dying to hear the answer to. "never have i ever had my v-card swiped..." he seemed a little giddy as he spoke, expecting you to say yes. he wanted to hear all about it, but when you kept your finger up, it sent a million questions running through him. "wait... you're a virgin?" you nodded shyly.

i big smile crept up onto his face as he took another hit of the blunt. "well, I guess that's something else we have in common, angel." your eyebrows raised as you heard this. clyde had always been a little needy, but I guess this explained why.

"huh, what do you know? i never knew a boy as pretty you could be all pure and fresh." you winked after you said that, which earned a laugh out of him. he shifted a little bit closer to you, looking you in the eye. your brain was completely incapable of processing any thoughts. "u-uh... what were we talking about before?"

clyde giggled as he shrugged. "you tell me, pretty lady." you leaned into him, running your hands through his long hair as you always did. clyde looked at you lovingly through his bloodshot eyes, like you were the most beautiful thing in the world at that moment, though that's how you always looked through his lens.

the magnetic tension between you two was growing stronger by the second, and you both could feel it coursing through your veins. finally, clyde pulled you into him, kissing you like he had been craving you his whole life. your hands remained in his hair, pulling him closer.

he grabbed your hips and pulled you onto his lap, his hands running up and down your body. time felt like it was going elastic. it felt like you'd been trapped in this moment for hours, but you never wanted it to come to an end.

you pull away from the kiss, panting. clyde's eyes roam down your body, stopping at where you two were connected. he looked at your thighs in your little skirt, his mind racing with thoughts of you. you could've sworn he was drooling. "god. i need you so bad, angel."

you look down at his pants, and you saw that he was already fighting an erection. you carefully put your hand on it, palming him gently. he hissed at the feeling. he ran his hands down your arms, his body beginning to shake with desire. "p-please... can we?" you nodded your head, wanting it just as badly as him.

you started kissing him again, with even more passion than before. his hands travelled down to your ass, giving it a gently squeeze and lifting up your skirt just a little. every touch that he placed on your body felt like a touch of heaven. your hand slipped into his pants, getting straight to his cock since clyde felt that underwear was a form of oppression. you pulled it out, stroking it gently as your tongues danced together.

clydes kisses travelled down your neck, going past your collarbone and stopping right at your cleavage. you used one hand to take off the skimpy little top that you were wearing, putting your tits on full display for him. he immediately started sucking on one of them, swirling his tongue around your sensitive nipple.

you started pumping his cock even faster, the tip already bubbling with precum as clyde started making sweet, quiet little noises against your breasts. clyde was whimpering out mindless little compliments. "s-so pretty... so perfect..." you felt your desire for him growing to an unbearable amount.

you tried your best to get words out of your mouth. "c-clyde... i wanna feel you in me..." hearing you say this pushed clyde into a different state. he lifted up your skirt and slipped your panties a little to the side.

without warning, he flipped the two of you so that he was ontop with your legs wrapped around his waist. no words had to be said for the message to be loud and clear. clyde lined himself up with your aching pussy, pushing his swollen red cock inside of you.

you both let out loud moans at the feeling of each other being fully connected in the moment. your lips found his once more as you started sloppily making out, his hips making messy thrusts into you. you were the only thing on his mind right then. he could only think about how good you were making him feel, and how good he wanted to make you feel.

you both were breathing heavily onto each other, fully drinking in this moment. clyde got more vocal as every brain cell in his mind disappeared. "f-fuck... you're so perfect... s-so beautiful... just feels so good.." his thrusts started getting harder, his cock getting even deeper into your tight little cunt.

your hands were in his hair again, running your finger through every strand as you were getting fucked senseless. you both were super sensitive because of all the substances you had taken in the past couple of hours.

"c-clyde... m'gonna cum... w-wanna be filled up so bad..!" was all you managed to get out before clyde started rubbing your clit. you cried out as he toyed with your sore little pussy. his hair fell into his face as his thrusts started to lose all of their structure, him trying his hardest to make you cum before he did.

"m-mh... s-so fucking perfect... c-can... can you cum with me..? p-please, baby..." he was trying so hard to keep himself together for you. you nodded frantically as you felt your orgasm flooding through you. you tightened your legs around his waist as you came all over his cock.

clyde felt you tighten up around him, signalling that he could finally release his cum. a loud moan emerged from clyde as he felt his orgasm rush through him, stronger than anything he had ever felt before. he continued thrusting in and out of you, fucking you through your orgasms.

after you both came, he pulled out of you, his abused cock softening quickly and your sore little pussy still throbbing from the powerful orgasm you just had. you sat up, sitting properly in the seat of the van as you searched for your top. clyde zipped his dick back into his pants. he pouted as he saw you put your top back on. "can't you leave 'em out for just a little longer." you rolled your eyes, throwing it to the side.

you snuggled up to him before putting your hands up and putting 8 of your fingers down. "guess i'm losing." you said with a little grin. "looks like someone's gonna have to do a backflip." he said as he pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead.

author's note: this request was literally so cute, I had too much fun writing this one. i hope you all liked this one!

#rory culkin #rory culkin smut #electrick children #lana del rey #clyde electrick children #444rockstargf

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noblehouseofgay · 3 months ago

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HIHI HELLO i see u've asked for asks and so i shall ask :] (i wrote a lot so OBVIOUSLY u dont need to answer all of them if u dont want to)

i cannot think up proper fully fledged questions so

WOULD U RATHER:

tea party with the marauders OR with the skittles OR with the valkyries (i think thats what they're called?)

take arithmancy OR ancient runes classes

take divination OR astronomy classes

beat up snape OR give a character of your choice a hug

WHICH DO U PREFER:

sirius in moony's sweater OR remus in sirius' leather jacket

the rosier twins with dreadlocks OR without

jily/flowerpott OR jegulily OR marylily OR pandalily OR marypandalily (yes ik its a lot of options im sorry 😭 basically just which lily ship)

partyvan OR rosestarkiller OR jegulily (as crack treated seriously)

barty's patronus/animagus being a raccoon OR a hyena :0

sirus being genderfluid OR identifying as a guy but loving to express his femininity (especially thru his clothing and hair)

WHICH IS MORE CANON (not literally bc yk):

the fact that james wore red converse OR that moony wore doc martens OR that sirius wore leather jackets

the fact that sirius stole remus' sweaters or that reggie stole james' shirts

the fact that marlene thought effie was hot OR that reg thought monty was hot

autistic regulus OR adhd james OR bipolar sirius

lily only being friends with snape at the very beginning of first year before realising he's a bigot and ending their friendship OR lily being a snape apologist all the way up until year 5 (?) and trying to ignore the fact that he's racist until she can't anymore and becomes his Biggest Hater TM

OKI THATS IT UH MAKE SURE TO DRINK WATER AND SLEEP BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Fuck yes this'll get me thinking

1 tea with the skittles for sure. I'm the most like them, plus tea with pandora sounds amazing

2 ancient runes

3 astronomy!!! I genuinely love astronomy, plus the astronomy tower is my favorite

4 hug!! I need a hug from james. So fufkign bad. We both need it anyway

1 siriis stealing moonys sweaters <33

2 I can go either way with the twins hair but I do love them with dreads. I think pandora is constantly changing her hair, you never see it the same way twice

3 pandalily!!! Ugh I'm obsessed with them rn. Genuinely they're so special to me. Etherreal gfs. I do enjoy marylily and marpanlily too tho

4 hehe I love his patronus being a raccoon. Tho hyena is such a fucking good one. But I love his being a raccoon and evans is a possum bc they kinda match

5 both! Genderfluid sirius my beloved, but in the way they he does not give a shit. Bitch wears whatever tf they want all the time. But if someone sees him just as a dude that's perfectly fine. I just think sirius would hate being restricted in how they express himself

1 obviously leather jackets but I looove the red converse

2 Reggie stealing james shirts. You give me anything jegulus and I'll pick it <333

3 HA ok marlene definitely wanted to fuck effie. All james friends had a crush on his parents you cant change my mind

4 autistic reg my beloved

5 I think she really really tried to see the good in him, but he just kept getting worse and worse ans she decided it was b3tter for herself to leave

TYSM FOR THIS genuinely making my time stuck in the airport better <333

#marauders #regulus black #james potter #sirius black #remus lupin #barty crouch jr #evan rosier #rosekiller #wolfstar #pandora rosier #pandora lovegood #pandalily #marlene mckinnon #mary macdonald #marylily #marpanlily #marypandalily

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rdiowx · 2 years ago

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hi hi hi cld u pls write prorev frerard x crew reader, w dom!gerard, sub!frank n sub!reader? maybe its backstage after a particularly energetic show or smth. if u cld include sm puppy play for both frank n reader, like grinding or stuff that wld amazing!!! luv ur writing, tysm <333

Oh my god this is genius.

BACKSTAGE W/ FRERARD

(I havent proofread like a quarter of this)

Genuinely made me start rubbing my hands together like a cartoon villain but wtv

Smut, puppy play-ish, grinding, dom!Gerard, sub!frank&reader, reader & frank are needy as fuck, frank and reader getting caught by Gerard, established relationship cause i suck at developing them, braindead frank by the end, could be gay could be bisexual idc, Mikey and ray show up at the end to judge.

Prorev!gerard&frank x crew!gn!reader

(Yk i had to use the prorev kiss)

Being apart of My Chemical Romances’ crew was great, an honor even. You were great at your job and you loved it, But you loved the view even more. Seeing your boyfriends give their all and practically fuck each other on stage was exhilarating, even if it did leave you a bit needy afterwards. However, you know frank got just as needy after shows too. After their set you went to find him, tonight had been a pretty energetic show after all.

Making your way back to where the dressing rooms and bathroom were, you found frank about to go into a dressing room and caught up with him. “Hi Frankie.” You whispered, laying your head on his shoulder from behind. Frank was used to this at this point and quickly pulled you into the dressing room with him. “Hi baby, You like the show?” Frank asked, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

You hummed in response, before pushing him back towards the couch. “Oh, you liked it a bit too much huh?” Frank queried from under you. “Shut up and get your pants off Frankie.” You whined trying to pull his jeans down to his thighs. He helped you, keeping his boxers on as well as you keeping you underwear on. Positioning yourself on him you quickly became impatient.

It didnt take long for you both to find a pace, a rather fast one but it worked for both of you. Frank was guiding your hips as you dug your finger nails into his shoulders. Hiding your face in his neck to suck bruises into it. “I dont think ill ever get sick of this.” Frank moaned, resting his head on the back of the couch, giving you more room to place hickeys on his neck. You hummed in agreement, not wanting to give up your spot on his neck.

Soon enough you were both feeling close, only to have been interrupted by Gerard. “So this is what you guys get up to after shows?” Gerard questioned, both of you still now that you’d been caught. “Thought it was suspicious that i couldn’t find either of you.” He finished, walking in and closing the door behind him, making sure to lock it. You and frank were now sitting beside each other, not daring to look up at Gerard. “M’sorry gee, but we just-“ you started, only to be cut off by Gerard. “Just what? Just couldn’t wait? Or even ask me first?” Gerard mocked, walking over to drag a chair in front of you both.

You both stayed silent at this, knowing you were both in the wrong. “Well? What are you sitting there for? Take the rest of your clothes off.” Gerard demanded, before watching you both scramble to get them off. You both sat there exposed for each other to see. However Gerard was still fully dressed. “Well since you both wanted to cum so bad, Frank, use your mouth to get them off.” Frank perked up as this, moving in between your legs.

Not only was frank skilled with his hands, he was very skilled with his mouth. He made sure to do his best getting you close before a simple “Stop.” Was heard from where Gerard was sitting. You let out a whine at this. “Shut up, you wanna act like a dog in heat, im gonna treat you like a dog in heat, you do as i say.” Gerard said, standing up and taking his clothes off. Frank had moved from his place between your legs to his spot beside you once again in that time. You and Frank both stared impatiently at Gerard as be seemed to be taking ages.

After Gerard finally got his clothes off, you and frank were basically squirming. “Gee..” you whined, you felt as if you were gonna burst. Gerard only shot you a look that shut you up immediately. “Frank, you’re in the middle this time.” Gerard demanded, slightly relieved, you know how overstimulating it can be in the middle. Positioning yourself on your back, you waited for frank to get in his place sinking himself inside of you making the both of you whimper.

Gerard was last, quickly thrusting inside of Frank. All of you moaned at that, the force of his thrust making frank sink deeper into you. after a while Gerard found his pace, influencing Franks. As Gerard got faster frank was struggling to keep it together. The feeling of you around him and Gerard inside of him was driving him insane. “Oh my fuck- god slow down please!” Frank moaned shoving his face into your neck. You bucked your hips into him causing him to let out a strangled noise and move his face back up. He pulled you into a kiss, swallowing your moans and whines. “Feel good?” Gerard asked, thrusting particularly hard that time; pulling a moan out of all of you.

After at least 10 minutes you were sure Frank was completely braindead by now. Only things he would utter were incoherent moans and strangled whines. He surprisingly kept his pace, keeping up with Gerard like it was hardwired into him. You were sure you’d have a bunch of hickeys after you guys were done the way frank was sucking into your neck in an attempt to muffle his moans. Same with Frank, you and Gerard were abusing his neck with hickeys. Frank squeezed your hand as Gerard angled himself making Frank groan and lift his head up from its resting place on your neck.

You were sure Gerard was being cruel on purpose, as he had this shit eating grin that would sometimes appear if he fucked with frank specifically. You knew frank wasnt gonna last long and you weren’t either, his hips kept faltering and he continued to let strangled nosies out into your neck. You were saved by Gerard letting you know that he was gonna cum soon, otherwise you knew he was gonna overstimulate the both of you until he came.

Not even a minute later, frank released inside of you, soon being affected by overstimulation. You came after him and then Gerard. All of you letting out labored breaths, sitting in a comfortable silence while you recovered. You knew Ray and Mikey were probably looking for them by now, seeing as they had to go back to the bus. After you guys recovered enough that you wouldnt fall on your face, you went to put your clothes back on before throwing them theirs.

“C’mon we gotta go, Mikey and Ray are probably looking for you guys by now.” You muttered, putting your shoes on. After getting dressed and making sure nobody was around the dressing room you guys made your way back to the guy’s tour bus, only to be met with Mikey and Ray. “You guys look like shit.” Ray teased from his spot on the couch of the tour van. “Aw gross.” Mikey complained.

#frank iero x reader #frank iero x reader smut #mcr x reader #mcr x reader smut #gerard way x reader #gerard way x reader smut

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a-random-weeb · 11 months ago

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I hear your cry for inspiration and have come to help! Here we go! Hows about Dazai wing-manning for any poor soul of your choice!

OMFG YES TYSM I NEEDED EASY REQUESTS I LOVE YOU ANON!!

૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა./づᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊° i shoot u >:(

૮꒰ ˶> ༝ <˶꒱ა./づᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊°.~♡︎ with love tho-

Kunikida was too perfect to be the poor soul

Ikik, this definitely isn't my best, for some reason when I have writers block my writing quality also just 📉📉📉😭

Warnings: Dazai in himself is a warning, this is crack

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Dazai shouldn't be allow in the same country as a woman, and yet here he was handing out dating advice.

"Let yourself relax! Be chill and cool about it!" Dazai beams, yanking Kunikidas notebook out of his hands and throwing it in the public garbage can of the city. Cars speed by as Dazai gives kunikida a small lesson on

"Hey!!" Kunikida hustles over to the bin, digging it out, "Don't throw my child in the trash!"

"You won't need that if you're gonna be anywhere within a 50 ft radius of a woman." Dazai continues, "You have no rizz or gyatt... What to do about that...?"

"Are you speaking another language?" Kunikida asks as a genuine question. Dazai chuckles, getting a horrible great idea

"No! Gyatt means 'lady', so if you say "you have a nice gyatt" it means "you're a nice lady"! Trust me, all the girls love to hear that." Dazai says with a mischievous smirk. Kunikida raises his eyebrow, but proceeds to take notes none the less.

"And what does 'riss' mean?"

"It's pronounced 'rizz'. Rizz means you're a nice guy! So if you say "I have so much rizz", it means I'm a nice guy and you should date me! In a less awkward way ofc!" Kunikida scribbles this down. Dazai continues to ramble and teach kunikida his "knowledge".

"I think it's about time you approach a woman! I'll take this for the time being!" Dazai once again steals kunikidas notebook, pointing to a random woman, "Go approach her!! I'll be watching!" He giggles, pushing Kunikida towards the lady who was peacefully walking before disgaurding kunikidas notebook once more in the public trashcan.

"To, hey girlie! You got a nice gyatt! I've got rizzler frfr!" Kunikida attempts. "I-I- meant have rizz and am rizzler!" He stutters. The lady cringes and awkwardly slips away, leaving kunikida confused and Dazai a mess of mischievous laughter.

"What did i do wrong?" He turns to Dazai, watching the brunette die of laughter.

"Oh, taking advantage of your ignorance is the best thing a man could ask for!" Kunikidas eyebrows furrow in confusion.

"Whatever, where's my notebook?"

"..."

Safe to say he researched every word Dazai told him of. Poor thing, his whole face would be redder than Lucy's hair. At least now he understood why she walked away so awkwardly...

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I found listening honkai star rail background music while I write makes it easier for some reason. Idk, it's some find if magic shit

It felt so weird to write something not x reader

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isaacvalley · 3 months ago

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What is Carmelo's opinion on Tobias’s parents? Does he know about the punishment room and the scars on Tobi’s back?

On a more lighthearted note, how did he react when he found out Tobias had 23 siblings?

(Also I just wanted to say that your art is absolutely gorgeous!✨)

he haaaates them. It genuinely breaks his heart that his father would treat him so terribly. He knows about everything, since Tobias would just blurt things out during his breakdowns.

he was STUNNED. He asked a lot of questions about it. Tobias had a really nice time talking to Carmelo about his siblings, especially Mattias. Carmelo loves to hear the nice parts about Tobias’s home life/childhood.

(DAW TYSM !!!!! :D AND THANK U FOR ALL THE ASKS !!!)

#ghost eyes aquamarine au #carmelo demonte #tobias schneien #ghost eyes #ghost eyes webtoon

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litaskick · 2 years ago

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WELCOME BACK LOVE

can i request literally anything with cody? maybe something to do with him secretly dating another superstar (and maybe it goes public when she wins an important match and they can’t help but celebrate) or if you hate that idea literally anything u want to write with him 🥰

SO EXCITED TO HAVE CODY BACK AT THE RUMBLE

HI TYSM! i don't think anyone genuinely understands how excited i am to have cody back at the rumble, like i am ECSTATIC, i've missed him so much. also this fic might or might not be me manifesting that cody wins the rumble and goes on to take the title(s) from roman at wrestlemania

request page

out in the open

You watched the monitors in the gorilla nervously, it was almost time. Almost time to have the biggest match of your career, the biggest night of your career even. It was the last night of WrestleMania, the second night, and you were main eventing with Bianca Belair for the Raw Women’s Championship. The build up for this match had started all the way back at the Royal Rumble. The past few months had been full of creating an intense storyline. A hand on your shoulder had drug you out of your thoughts. You looked next to you to see Cody. “You alright?” He asked. You nodded, “Yeah, just a little nervous. This is a big match for me.” Cody gave you a small smile. “Yeah, I know. You’re going to go out there and kill it though. You are going to win.” You glanced down briefly, then looking back up into those stunning blue eyes that you had fell in love with a few years ago. It was moments like these that reminded you just how much you loved him, he was always there to assure you, no matter what. You wanted to kiss him so badly right then and there, but you couldn’t. You two had managed to keep your relationship secret from your co-workers and the fans. That was another thing that you had admired about your relationship with Cody, how you two kept your love private, just for the two of you to enjoy. There was no unwanted opinions about it from people on the internet, no silent, yet judgemental stares from your fellow co-workers, it was just the two of you. You did hope that one day you could let the whole world know just how much you loved him and to be able to show affection with him wherever you pleased. Yet you didn’t mind keeping it a secret either, it somehow made your love even more special. You stared into his eyes with a smile, “Thank you.” “Of course.” He responded. You heard your music begin to play, you perked up a little. “That’s my cue.” Cody gave your shoulder one last reassuring squeeze before you walked out to the ramp for your match. Your adrenaline was high, flowing through your body and soul as you looked around at the stadium full of people cheering for you. When you finally made your way to the ring, you took all of it in one more time before the match began.

You felt tears form in your eyes as the bell rung. You had done it, you had won the championship in the main event of WrestleMania. You rose to your feet as the referee handed you your new title and raised your hand in the air.

“And your new Raw Women’s Champion, Y/N!” You heard the announcer yell into the microphone.

The referee left the ring to go check on Bianca, you looked at your new championship in disbelief. You held it up for the entire stadium, tears threatening to spill from your eyes the entire time, your music playing echoing throughout the entire building. Then suddenly, you heard Cody’s music blast throughout the stadium, replacing yours. You looked over to the ramp to see him making his way down to the ring with a microphone in hand. You kept you eyes on him as he walked down, latching your newly acquired title around your waist. Cody stepped into the ring, standing directly in front of you, smiling brightly at you. Confusion was all that was on your mind, yet you smiled back at him.

“It’s been a pretty big weekend for us, huh?” He questioned, gesturing to the title around his waist that he had won from Roman the previous night, and then to the title around your own waist that you had just won. You nodded in agreement, smiling. “Well, I decided that I want to celebrate and make our weekend even bigger.” Cody spoke into his mic. You gave him a puzzled look, trying to think about how he could possibly make this weekend any bigger or better. Then you watched as your boyfriend got down on one knee, pulling a tiny velvet box from the pocket of his suit. Your hands immediately went up to cover your mouth, tears forming in your eyes, the crowd’s reaction was deafening. “Y/N L/N, will you do me the honor of letting me love you for a life time?” He asked. You nodded your head frantically, “Yes.” You replied, tears streaming down your cheek. Cody flashed you that charming smile of his as he delicately placed the ring on your finger. You looked at it, then back to him as he stood up. Cody dropped the microphone onto the ground, engulfing you into a hug, one hand cradled the back of your head as he planted kisses on the side of it, whispering about how much he loved you into your ear. The crowd was going ballistic. You pulled away, only to place your hands on both sides of his face and pull him in for a kiss. When you both pulled apart, he grabbed a hold of your hand and led you out of the ring and up the ramp. Before you went backstage, you both held up your titles once more before disappearing into the gorilla.

#litaskick #cody rhodes #cody rhodes imagines #cody rhodes fanfiction #cody rhodes fanfic #cody rhodes x reader

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jinxedmuse · 1 year ago

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let me back in — joshua hong, 홍지수

🎵 i keep thinking, maybe if you let me back in (did i fall out of line when i called you?) we can make it better, breaking every habit. pull myself together, you could watch it happen (when i told you, "i’m fine," you were lied to) let it happen, let it happen.

in which: reader and joshua are in a confusing relationship. a constant tug of war over who can get each other more in love, and more heart broken.

authors note: hii! tysm for the new support ! wish i could hug u all :( it means sm & truly motivates me to keep writing! plz enjoy this angsty one shot i whipped up a few nights ago while missing shua & having this song on loop!! ><

tags/warnings: afab reader x non idol joshua, unhealthy relationship, fwb except they’re barely friends, extremely angsty, mutual pining but they’re both too hurt to realize. mentions of the word sex but no actual smut, just suggestive moments. discussion that may come across as ‘arguing’ but they’re just genuinely learning how to properly communicate for the first time since they met…

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joshua’s phone rang at exactly 12:00 am on his birthday.

just as a stream of constant messages poured in, wishing him a happy 27th birthday. another added year signifying he was truly growing up, catching up to time.

the number calling was one he hated himself for recognizing. for engraving so deep within his mind that he could practically say it backwards.

he mentally cursed himself more for what he did next; picking up.

“joshuuuuu” the voice sang out, your voice. on the other end, almost fully overtaken by the sound of what seemed like a club in the background along with laughter from your friends.

“this.. this is way out of line.” he begrudged out. it was wrong, so wrong for you to be calling. even worse for him to be entertaining it.

yet, here he was and he felt oh so genuinely content that you remembered his birthday after almost a year with no contact. now listen, in his honorable defense, shua was many things; dumb? wasn’t one of them.

however, when it came to you? his acquaintance, old friend, ex, situationship, fling, lover, whatever the hell you wanted to call it. he was, no, the first step is accountability. he is, way too smitten for you to have anything such as common sense.

“i know. trust me, i know. it’s just old habits die hard, you know?” you slightly slurred with a melancholic tone. as if reminiscing the countless times in your knowing of each other that this almost exact conversation has happened.

“yeah, i know. so.. what is it tonight?” joshua asked. slightly hopeful that you had more in mind then a simple birthday phone call.

“i have something for you, let me come over.”

his heart practically raced out of his chest. he could already imagine a string of thoughts; possible scenarios that could occur. but he had to put on a front, at least try to resist.

even if it was just a bit.

“at what point are we going to have enough of each other? isn’t this tiring?” he asked, feigning an exasperated sigh.

more than anything in this world he wanted this constant cycle to end, but more than anything in the world he wanted you, craved you, just as much.

the question rang in your ears. i mean genuinely, just what were you two still doing? both in your mid to late twenties playing a constant game of back in forth, banter through the pain that left you both feeling lonely for what? the nostalgia of it all?

at what point would this tug of war finally be bearable?

maybe when it ended.

regardless, you ignored his question. refusing to let the buzz of tonight’s choice of alcohol wither away into the depths of such a question.

“is it still the same address birthday boy?”

there was silence. followed by what seemed to be him getting up.

“yes.” he timidly replied. too embarrassed to acknowledge the fact that your grip on him seemed to be getting stronger each year.

“good!” you exclaimed. getting your purse and slinging it onto your shoulder, grabbing a full bottle of sikhye before gesturing to your friends that you were leaving and would call them later.

“why’s that good?” he asked, retreating to lay back down on his couch.

“it’s only like a 20 minute walk from the club i’m at.” you said nonchalantly while double checking your map app.

“no need, i’ll order you a uber. wait out front.” he replies. he then puts you on speaker and starts ordering the ride, wanting the quickest and most comfortable one that would bring you to him.

“why? i’m a fan of walking actually. i picked it up a few months ago. needed something to do to distract myself from you joshu.”

there was a pang in his heart that felt all too real. he hated when you guys weren’t on speaking terms and the fact that you could bring it up all so casually while he had difficulty even whispering your name to recount to his friends what happened this time.

“that’s great, i’m happy for you. but there’s no need to tonight.” and with that, the ride was purchased. uber black, all for you.

“why? a gentleman doesn’t let a lady walk alone? that’s certainly not coming from you i hope.” you mocked bitterly. trying to push away one of the many painful memories you’ve had since your entanglement with joshua.

“you never let me explain my point of view of that night.” he complained. the flash backs still all too real, as if they had happened just yesterday. a feeling of frustration and guilt making home in his heart.

the uber black suv pulled up to the side. a man coming out to open the back seat door for you as you tumbled forward, thanking him quickly. once you’re in, he closes the door and you focus of not getting car sickness as he departs.

there’s a twinge in your stomach that has you patting it gently. you lower your window and stick your head out slightly. the cool air of the night slowly waking you out of your drunken state.

there’s a few minutes of silence before joshua speaks up again.

“hello? y/n? you still there?” he asked, tone laced with worry.

the question made you laugh.

despite all that you two had went through. the unrequited high school love that soon turned to a torturous one. years of pining, unbelievable out burst of arguments, and some passion yet “casual sex” but you both knew all too well there was no such thing as ‘casual’ for you.

regardless, you were still here. on the way to his place at almost 1 am on his birthday.

“yeah. i’m still there.” you replied.

you both always joked that you were probably thriving soul mates in another universe. you guys read each others mind dangerously fast but it still took you by surprise when he immediately picked up on the heavy meaning behind your words.

“it’s okay. i’m still here too.” he answered. as if to let you know that you weren’t alone in this cruel yet daunting situation. because after all, it takes two to tango.

soon enough, the driver stopped in front of the towering condos. you get out, once again thanking him as you grab your stuff and try to pull yourself together.

what takes you by surprise is the fact that joshua is waiting for you outside. wearing all black, hair slicked back and phone still to his ear. a small smile appeared onto his face, he looked as handsome as ever.

it still made your heart race just as it did when you first realized you liked him all those years ago in high school.

you walked towards him, trying to remain in a straight line. the nerves of the alcohol no longer giving you the confidence which had led you here in the first place.

it isn’t until you’re a few feet closer to him that he starts walking forward to meet you.

you’d make a joke about his action and the symbolism it had in regard to your relationship (or truly lack-there-of) but it still hurt too fresh. was still too early.

“here. happy birthday” you said slightly shoving the sikhye into this arms. he hangs up the phone and takes it, holding it carefully.

“so, how’ve you been-“ he starts but you’re already walking way past him, making your way to his place which he left unlocked.

joshua’s not dumb. he knows you did it on purpose. small talk never having been your fortitude but it still hurt him.

you enter the condo, him following closely behind snd locking the door.

as you take off your shoes and set down your purse, you looked around. everything the same as the last time you were in here on your birthday, almost a year ago.

“i’ve missed you.” he says while setting down the sikhye on his marble counter top. the small lights on top illuminating him. he almost looked angelic.

he always knew just what to say to have you weak in the knees. it was infuriating.

“i’ve missed your nice ass place, do you always have the ac blasting like this?” you say as you flopped down onto his ridiculously soft beige couch. using one of the pillows to prop yourself up.

“the floors are heated so i like the cool air, even during winter” he comes up and sits beside you on the couch, observing you closely.

“well my bad mr.money man” it took everything in you to not physically roll your eyes. you weren’t actually annoyed and you knew shua wasn’t saying it to brag but it was frustrating how seemingly put together his life is.

aside from this rather “chaotic” ensemble, your life was actually pretty nice. yet you were always right behind him, a step behind like some loyal puppy.

and tonight, you had the urge to prove once and for all you weren’t just a puppy, you were an equal.

what you didn’t know was that he already saw you as one.

“come here” he says while patting his back, looking at you with eager yet cautious eyes.

you don’t verbally respond, just physically get up and do as instructed. straddling his lap.

his hands dig into your waist, holding you in place.

“explain yourself.”

you both said it at the same time. it was eerie but earned a unanimous laugh.

“you first” you string out. one hand playing with the ends of his hair and the other just below his neck, playing with the hem of his shirt.

“look, y/n.. this isn’t just a one way street and we clearly remember things differently” he says blatantly. the grip he had on your waist loosening the more he spoke.

“just admit it.” you start, piercing into his soft brown eyes.

this would be much easier if he wasn’t so handsome.

“admit what?” he ask. hands trailing up and down your back, just how he used to back in uni.

“that i’ve had it worse, it hurt me harder. admit that you, hurt me way worse.” you demand, trying to ignore the ache in your throat.

joshua tilts his head back and let’s out a frustrated sigh.he looks back at you with something else in his eyes, lust.

he pulls you closer to him while pushing you down onto him. you look at him confused but he doesn’t speak yet, instead he starts pressing light, gentle kisses up your arm.

“did i complain when you started going out with that pathteic exuse of a man might i add, in uni just a less than a month after you confessed to me?” he ask peering up at you.

there was a slight pang in your heart. you remember it so clearly. after years of a seemingly unrequited love in high school, you confessed to him in uni.

hoping, praying, that it would help you get over joshua.

when he didn’t give an answer before mid terms, you tried moving on in another ways. getting with a guy that liked you way more than you liked him.

thinking back, it was definitely cruel but staying alone and seemingly rejected seemed worse.

he continues, both kissing your body and speaking. as if letting out years of pent up hurt in the air.

“did i ignore you after you rejected my confession at the end of the last semester? a week or so before my birthday? you ignored me sweetheart; even though i was the one rejected.”

this one struck a nerve.

a memory far too painful to be brought up. he goes up to kiss your collarbone but you back up, ultimately getting off him and sitting on the table in front of him.

“seriously joshua? are you really still acting confused as to why i rejected you then?” you ask fully bewildered. one eye brow slightly raised as you observe the man in front of you.

he leans forward and mocks your expression. daring you to state your reasoning after all these years.

you let out a dry laugh before crossing your arms.

alright then, your turn to straighten some things out tonight.

“joshua hong do not act oblivious to the fact that i have been pathetically in love with you since high school. i don’t know if it’s when you started sitting by me in class, or opening my drinks, or that time you shaded me from the sun while i was napping in p.e but i have been. plain and simple, okay?”

he starts to talk but you cut him off, determined to get your point through.

“foolish teen me thought i was special. until, i realized you probably sat next to me because your two friends sat in front of me, you open anyone’s drinks, and excetra excetra but either way, i made the dumb mistake of confessing my feelings for you in uni.”

you’re angry now, not at him but at how pathetic you must’ve seemed all these years.

he stays quiet, letting you take a breather before continuing.

“so yes. to get over you i started dating, having fun, doing anything to fix a mended heart of what i assumed was unrequited love because you gave me some ambiguous ass answer and what i needed in my life was not ambiguity, especially from you.”

you get up while taking, now pacing around his table trying to stop any tears that warned they would fall out if you looked at him any longer.

“then, a year into my relationship, on my relationship anniversary, you confess to me and crumbled down genuinely almost every ounce of self respect and happiness and i barley managed to scrape together to make my relationship work. i had to break up with him because how could it be fair to try and love someone else when a single confession, no, even just a mere look from you spiraled me back into you palm.”

joshua looks pained as he looks at you, getting up to come over to you but you stand firm on the other side of the table. moving sides any time he tries to approach you.

not afraid of him, never afraid of him.

afraid of the affect he has on you.

in a momentary lapse of weakness, a tear comes out and you immediately wipe it away.

“i love you. a lot more than you do me which is fine, i accepted that a long time ago but i will not be the girl who has these arguments with you once a year and then slips out in the morning after we’ve had sex. not again, i can’t.”

you didn’t even realize when but joshua was suddenly at your side, holding you gently and leasing you to sit back down on the couch next to him.

“y/n i’ve loved you a lot longer than you think, i swear it. and i’ve never once told you to leave in the mornings, trust me. i never sleep well because i wake up practically scorn when i see the spot you’re supposed to be in is empty. i get hurt a lot more easier than you think, it’s written all over my face when i miss you.”

his words practically ate you alive. if he had said all these years ago, even months, no even just last week you probably would’ve gone right back head over heels, full in.

you let out a coarse laugh. the ache in your throat from holding back your tears evident as ever and he realizes this, gently brushing back some hair behind your ears.

“you never told me to leave but never asked me to stay.” you murmur almost incoherent while staring down at your hands.

“mhm?” he hums, confused at the string of words you purposely rushed out.

“i said, you never told me to leave but you never asked me to stay.” you repeat, now looking at him directly. trying to read his eyes.

this, he couldn’t refute. and he knew it deep down as well.

after all those years of pining and watching from afar it still felt too real for him when you were suddenly in his bed for the first time.

you could’ve thought he was a teen who hadn’t had his first kiss yet. hands shaky, eyes nervous to meet yours, mind racing with thoughts at 100 miles per hour because that is how much of an affect you had on him.

he never admitted it though, failed the chance to and soon enough you mistakenly took his silence as a “hint” and slipped out every morning before the sun even rose.

it was his turn to tears to start falling but his hands felt too limp to even dry his eyes. so when you raise yours and wipe them away ever so gently, all he can do is cry into your hands.

“i’m sorry” he starts choking out.

“i really am so sorry. if i could do it all over again, if you just let me back in, i would. i would make it right. make a move faster, acknowledge my feelings earlier, not let you slip away so easily. i would tell you to stay. i want you, no, i need you to stay.” he rushes out, practically pleading at this point because God forbid he lets you out his life again.

but you both know it can’t happen. you’ve hurt each other far too much, have fallen dependent on each other for far too long.

it was unhealthy and you both knew knew it.

you firmly interlock your pink with his and stand up. he looks at your pinkies for a few more seconds before standing up after you.

you walk ahead, grabbing your purse and slipping on your shoes. your pinkies still loosely intertwined.

joshua wants to say something, he tries to on multiple accounts but every time he opens his mouth, tears brim his eyes again.

you unlock the door and slightly go outside, your pinkies barely still holding onto each other.

you stare at each other longingly, as if you both knew in your hearts that it would be for the last time.

you smile fondly, even after just crying he was still so handsome.

“same time next year?” he jokes

you let out a genuine laugh and he swore in another life he’d do anything to keep hearing it.

“i’m joking. you are never, ever, allowed in my “nice ass house” again.” he dead pans, while not so obviously trying to hide a small smile.

you knew it had to end here, at his door step, pinkies intertwined. it would’ve never worked, no matter how much you guys both wanted it.

“i’ll miss you, so much.” you say sincerely.

he knows this. “miss” was a massive understatement in his books. he leans forward, placing a gentle kiss in your lips which you kissed back but for once you don’t chase after his lips once he pulls away.

he places another light kiss on your temple, as he does so he pulls away his pinky and this action is the one that almost breaks you all over again.

a beat passes, you stare at each other with simultaneously far too much love and hurt to ever truly be strangers.

“i’ll miss you too. just as much.” he echoes. meaning every word.

and with that, for the first time since meeting him, you pulled yourself together and turn your back to him first.

you walk away first.

and he watches it happen before closing his door, for good.

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