#LET ME CUDDLE WITH YOU SIR😭

[scrambledslut]

time to daydream about a 56 year old grumpy mass murdering man, sigh… 😓🤌

[soaps-mohawk]

Cherry Red, Crimson Blood

Chapter 9: Save Me

Summary: You find yourself confronting feelings as you move past the events that caused your distress, and as your heat begins looming closer and closer.

Pairings: Poly 141 x reader

Warnings: Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics, Alternate Universe, a/b/o typical classism and sexism, military inaccuracies, language, angst, panic, PTSD, mention of weapons, slight suggestive content

A/N: I feel like a broken record but I really don't like this one either, but I'm so ready to just get to this point in the story lol. I feel like I've dragged it on long enough. We're definitely reaching a point where things are shifting and changing and things might seem like they're moving kind of fast. Sorry for all the choppy time jumps too, I just wanted to get to this point in the fic 😭

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A knock on the door pulls you from sleep. You groan quietly, wrapping your arms tighter around the pillow you're cuddling. 

That pillow lets out its own groan, moving slightly. 

“Gotta get up, love. Answer the door.” Your pillow grumbles, shifting in your hold. 

You're wrapped around Gaz still, clinging to him tightly. You vaguely remember an alarm going off and Gaz rolling over to turn it off before you slipped back into sleep. Gaz had apparently fallen back asleep as well, or at least had stayed with you after both of your alarms going off.

Gaz carefully untangles your limbs from around him, slipping a pillow into your arms before rising from the bed. He stretches his arms over his head, a sliver of skin visible as he does so. You stare at it until he lowers his arms, your eyes already slipping closed again as he opens the door. 

You hear quiet voices, the words lost on you as you slip further and further into a daze of sleep. 

Until the smell of food hits your nose. Your stomach growls loudly, and you lift your head, squinting sleepily as you search for the source of the delicious smell. 

“Morning, sweetheart.” Price's voice rumbles through your ears, his hand warm as it brushes over your head. “How do you feel?” 

You let out another groan, leaning into his touch as his hand strokes your hair. You’re still sore, muscles aching like you had spent the entire day yesterday training. You feel less emotionally drained, not quite so overwhelmed to the point of near numbness now. 

“Dr. Keller wants to see you after you’ve eaten.” Price says, pulling his hand back. 

You let out a quiet whine, trying to chase his hand. He chuckles, gently nudging you back so you don’t topple off your bed. He slips his hands under your arms, moving you so you’re sitting on the bed. Your cheeks warm at how easily he does it, that warmth heating to an inferno as he sits on the edge of your bed with the bowl of porridge in his hand. You’re suddenly very awake as he holds out a spoonful to you, and you feel as if your face might burst into flames. His eyes are focused, lips turning up in a small smile as you let him feed you. You know it’s appeasing his alpha, just based on the pride practically beaming from him. 

You hold his gaze as he feeds you the porridge, skin prickling from the attention as you cling to the stuffed strawberry in your lap. You can imagine him in your nest, holding you against his chest, feeding you in your heat-induced daze, making sure you eat and get plenty of fluids. 

“You alright in there?” He asks, scanning your face. 

You nod, trying to calm the inferno under your skin. “Yeah. Just thinking.” 

The content smile on his face shifts, morphing into a smirk. “Must be some good thoughts, then.” 

You nod, taking the glass of water he offers you and downing it. 

“Get yourself dressed, then we’ll go see Dr. Keller.” He says, pushing himself up to stand. 

“Yes, sir.” You nod again, letting out a yawn. 

“If you’re not up in ten minutes, I’ll be forced to make you get up.” He says, giving you a playful smirk before leaving and closing the door behind him. 

Your face warms again at his words. You’re half tempted to burrow back under the covers, if only to see if he’d follow through with that threat.

Dr. Keller said it would be a good idea. 

You tell yourself that as you stand in Price’s office. The door is closed behind you, sealing you both inside together. His scent is heavy in the air, making your head spin. You wonder how long he’s been sitting at his desk, how long he’s been shut inside today. 

“Grab a pillow.” He says, his voice thick and heavy. He sounds tired, and you wonder how much he slept last night. If he slept at all. 

Your slippers make a scuffing sound as you shuffle over to the couch, grabbing the pillow you had used last time. You move over to him as he leans back in the chair, taking your spot next to him. You sit back on your heels, letting out a breath as you try and relax. His hand strokes the back of your head, giving you a moment to adjust to his touch before he slides it down to the back of your neck. 

You fight the instinctual urge to protect yourself, stopping your shoulders from lifting to try and force his hand away. You’re still not quite used to it, the vulnerability making your omega squirm, especially after the events that took place yesterday. 

You know you can trust Price, but your omega wants to bristle at everything right now. Perhaps you’re picking up on Price’s own exhaustion, his own stress bleeding into you. 

His fingers press into your neck and your body relaxes almost immediately. Your mind begins to clear, and you feel as if you’re floating away from your body. All the emotions and the stress and the soreness in your body fades as you relax into Price’s hold. Warmth begins to flood your body as your omega finally settles, nearly preening as your alpha takes control, taking the weight of the world off your shoulders. 

You can’t see Price’s gaze on you as he watches you kneel for him, lost in his own thoughts. How easily you relax for him, how trusting you are of him in this moment. You’re putting your entire being in his hands and trusting him with it, even though you’re practically still strangers. It hasn’t even been three full weeks since your arrival in their lives and already so much has happened. It feels like things are moving so quickly, but he knows they could move faster. 

If he were a worse man, a worse alpha, he would have claimed you already. Taken what was his to take and cared little for you and your needs. 

He’s not going to be that kind of alpha. He decided that a long time ago, long before you came into the picture. 

You fall into him limply as he eases his hand from your neck, letting you rest against him and breathe in his scent. Your nose presses into his neck, your warm little breaths causing goosebumps to form on his skin. A quiet sound rumbles in your chest as you press closer to him, getting louder as you breathe him in. 

You’re...purring.

Pride wells within him again. You’re comfortable enough to purr around him. He did that. He made you feel safe and comfortable enough to open up that much.  

He slips his arms around you, rising from the floor to move to the couch. You continue to purr, the sound vibrating through you and straight to his inner alpha. The sound begins before he can stop it, his own chest vibrating as he answers your purr with one of his own. 

He holds you close to his chest, purring contently as you slowly drift off in your relaxed state. Eventually your purrs die off as sleep takes you, but he continues to sit there, his own purrs vibrating in his chest as if they can reach through and soothe you even in your sleep. 

“Too tight?” 

You move your wrists, pulling slightly at the restraints. “No.” You shake your head.

“Good.” He runs a hand over your head, tugging at the vest, making sure it’s secured before he steps back. “Alright?” 

You nod, shifting slightly in the wooden chair. “Yes, sir.” 

“Remember, it’ll be fast and intense, but they’ll take good care of you. Don’t forget to play it up a bit. It’s good to know if they can focus in this situation.” Price says, running his hand over your head again. “And I’ll be watching the entire time.” 

He leans down, pressing a kiss on your forehead before he leaves the room, the beta outside the door pulling it closed behind him. You tug at the restraints habitually, even though you could get out of them easily. Just like you could get out of the vest strapped to your chest and the chair you’re sitting in easily. 

Hostage rescue training was not how you expected to spend your Thursday morning, but you suppose there are worse things you could be doing besides being restrained in a chair with a fake bomb strapped to your chest. 

Price had told you about their training yesterday. You hadn’t expected to hear about how you were going to play hostage when he summoned you to his office, but it had been far too formal a request to be something simple. You had been hesitant when he explained, but the risk was small. They weren’t using live bullets, and the bomb strapped to your chest was hardly more than a bunch of wires and a timer counting down. Price had even ensured the restraints weren’t too tight, and had shown you how to slip out of them easily. 

The worst part had been your mind running rampant while he secured the rope around your wrists. 

You hear the distant sound of the helicopter dropping them off, the entire mood in the house shifting. The betas outside have a role to play, and so do you. 

The sound of the door outside getting kicked in makes you jump, your heart rate kicking up. You know it’s them, you know it’s fake, yet you can’t help but let the emotions in the moment get to you. 

They don’t know it’s you they’re rescuing. 

Price hadn’t told them you were involved. He wanted to see if they could keep their heads in a situation like this. It’s important to know. Gives them something to work on if they can’t. 

You hear the pop of the fake guns outside the door before two solid thuds shake the door in front of you. You hold your breath, your fingers shaking in the excitement and adrenaline as the door flies open. You flinch out of instinct, blinking at them as the three enter the room. It suddenly seems smaller with them in it, their surprise not lost to you, even in the tenseness of the situation. You know you’re scent is thick in the room, cutting through the trained laser focus in their minds as they run through a drill they’ve probably done countless times. 

Something they’ve probably done in real life situations as well. 

“Easy, sunshine.” Soap says, kneeling down in front of you. “Gonna get ye out of here.” 

“You can defuse that, right?” Gaz asks, standing behind him. You know they’re both trained in demolitions. You remember that from their files. 

“Course I can.” Soap says, looking at the wires. 

The timer starts beeping in warning, your heart rate picking up instinctively. There wasn’t anything that would actually explode if he failed, but you can’t help the chill of fear settling in as he messes with the wires. 

“Come on, Johnny.” Ghost says from behind you. 

“I got it.” Soap growls out, sweat beading on his forehead. 

You stare at him, your heart pounding in your chest. Time seems to slow as he studies the wires, the timer continuing to beep as it counts down. Even though you’re not in any danger, you still feel the fear welling inside you. He does know what he’s doing, he wouldn’t be in this position in the first place if he didn’t. Yet you can see the struggle, the hesitation, the uncertainty in his gaze. 

He wouldn’t let you die, right? 

“Ten seconds.” Gaz warns. 

“Johnny?” You breathe, voice cracking as you meet his bright blue eyes. 

He mutters a curse before cutting one of the wires. The tenseness in the room is palpable for a moment as all four of you hold your breath. The silence is loud, the timer on the fake bomb sitting still at six seconds. Soap’s head falls forward to rest against your chest as he breathes a sigh of relief. You’re shaking, fingers trembling as Ghost cuts the rope around your wrists. 

“Hostage secure.” Gaz says into their comms. 

“I wasnae gonna let ye die, sunshine.” Soap says, removing the vest from your body. 

“Kinda felt like it.” You murmur as he helps you out of the chair, your legs shaking a bit from the adrenaline. 

“Come on.” Ghost says as soon as Soap has you on your feet. “Captain’s waiting.” 

Your legs still feel unsteady as you follow them out of the building and across the grass, hand clutched tightly in Soap’s. The fabric of his glove is rough against your skin, but you can still feel the warmth of his hand in yours. You lean against his side as you reach Price across the field, not missing the way his gaze scans you head to toe quickly before he addresses the others. 

“Not bad,” Price says. “And the hostage is in one piece.” 

You’re still shaking a little, but you can’t stop the smile that tugs at your lips. “Was kind of fun, actually, getting tied up and stuff.” 

Soap and Gaz both let out groans at your words, Ghost rolling his eyes at your cheeky smile. The corner of Price’s lips twitch, and you can’t help but beam with pride at eliciting such a reaction. 

“Let’s get back to base, and we’ll go over the specifics.” Price says. 

You wind up in the back seat of one of the cars with Soap, his arm draped across the back of the seat. You’re leaning into his side, his fingers brushing your arm every so often as the car drives down the bumpy road. 

“Ye called me Johnny.” He says quietly, leaning in closer to you. 

You stare up at him. “You were going to let me explode.” 

“I was not.” He says, looking offended. “I knew wha’ I was doin’” His brows pinch together, his hand cupping the back of your head. “I would never let anythin’ happen to you.” 

“I know.” You say, leaning your head on his shoulder. “At least I hope so. Blowing up is kind of a shitty way to die.” 

He huffs out a laugh. “Well, if it happened that way, ye wouldn’t be goin’ out alone.” He presses a kiss to your forehead. “Ye can call me Johnny anytime you want.” 

You smile, snuggling deeper into his side. “Okay, Johnny.” 

Your smile only widens as you pick up the subtle rumbling purr sounding from his chest. 

“How are things?” 

“Fine.” You shrug, sinking back in the chair. 

“I heard you took part in the hostage training. How did that go?” Dr. Keller asks. 

“It was fine, kind of intense but also kind of fun.” You shrug again, a smile tugs at your lips. “They didn’t know I was the hostage, so that was fun to see their reactions.” 

“Was that reassuring to see them in action and have them pretend to rescue you? I know we’ve talked about that fear briefly.” Dr. Keller says.

“In a way, I guess.” You say. “At least, I know they could do it if they had to. I mean, not that I don’t trust that they couldn’t, but...it’s different.” 

“It’s different when it’s someone you care about.” Dr. Keller says. “How are you feeling? I know we talked earlier this week, but distressing is a serious thing to go through.” 

“I’m alright.” You say, picking at your jeans. “Not sore anymore. Price called off training for a while to let us both kind of figure things out.” 

“Have you spoken to Lieutenant Riley since Monday?” She asks. 

You nod. “Yeah. A couple times. I didn’t accept his apology, not that he really said sorry directly, but he at least...explained some things.” 

“And it is totally within your right to not forgive him.” Dr. Keller says. “I applaud you for putting up that boundary. I know it’s not easy, but sometimes people need to work to prove themselves again.” She makes herself comfortable on the couch, staring at you. “How have you been aside from all the excitement? Have you started nesting yet?” 

You shake your head, biting your lip. “No. I-I feel more comfortable now that I have things for my room, but...I still don’t feel like nesting.” 

Dr. Keller hums, staring at you for a moment before she writes something down. “What do you think is causing this hesitance in your instincts?”  

Your mouth opens in surprise at her question, not quite expecting it. You had spoken last week about things you might be able to do to help if you weren’t nesting by now. You had expected to start throwing out ideas in that regard, not that you would be digging into why. 

“I’d like you to be honest with me. Remember this conversation will only ever be between us. No one else is going to hear this, no one else will ever see my notes. It’s just you and me.” She leans forward, putting her elbows on her knees as she stares at you. “Would you have chosen to be in a place like this, if it were up to you?” 

“It wasn’t up to me. It never was.” You say, starting to sweat nervously a bit. It’s getting warm in the office.

“I know, but hypothetically speaking. If you had the option to choose, would you have chosen a place like this? A military pack?” 

You stare at your hands, fighting the emotions welling up inside you. You wouldn’t have. You know that, you’ve thought about it over and over. You wouldn’t have put yourself in this position. You would have gone as far from the military and politics as you could have, had it been up to you. You want something quiet and easy with an alpha that loves you and takes care of you. Not...not this. 

You’re crying. You can’t stop the tears that are trailing down your cheeks. You feel guilty for thinking that way. It’s not your choice, it would have never been your choice. You’re supposed to be a good omega and be okay going wherever you’re told to, with whatever pack picks you. 

They hadn’t chosen you. 

They hadn’t wanted you here. Price had fought against your addition to their pack up until you arrived. You know Ghost has his own opinions about your presence here. They had been told they were getting an omega and you had been told you were going to be that omega. 

Would they have chosen you? 

You wouldn’t have wanted them to. 

Dr. Keller says your name quietly, her tone sympathetic as you sit there and cry. You’re crying for the life you were supposed to have, the life you could have had, the many things that would have been different had you just been a good pup and presented like you were supposed to. 

“I don’t want to be here.” You sob, burying your face into your hands. 

You feel guilty, admitting it, even if it is the truth. Your pack has been nothing but kind and supportive, aside from the incident earlier this week. You like them, all things considered. You can imagine yourself being happy with them. Was it what you wanted, though? Was this where you would have elected to spend the rest of your life? 

No. 

“Can you tell me why?” Dr. Keller asks softly. 

Her question only makes you cry harder. You could. You could tell her exactly why. You don’t want to bring up those feelings, those memories, those emotions. You want to leave them behind in the past, buried under everything you learned that made you such a good omega. It would ruin everything, if that got out, if those feelings came to light again. 

Your breaths are coming in gasps as you sob, Dr. Keller rising from the couch. She grabs a stuffed animal from her closet, walking back over to you. She eases it into your arms, pressing it against your chest. 

“Squeeze. It will help.” She directs you, dropping to a knee beside you. “This has something to do with the military, doesn't it?” She says softly, putting a hand on your back. “I know your father served and you spent most of your childhood on bases. Was there something that happened?” 

You take deep breaths, squeezing the bear against your chest as tight as you can. “I can’t.” You sob, shaking your head. “I can’t.” 

“Okay.” She says, gently rubbing your back. “That’s okay. Deep breaths.” 

You continue to breathe, trying to calm the tears. Dr. Keller continues to rub your back, trying to ensure you don't slip into distress again. The calming beta scent floods your nose, reaching back into your brain to calm the turmoil. 

Slowly your breaths begin to even out, and the tears slow to a stop. You’re still clutching the stuffed bear to your chest, arms wrapped around it tight. 

“You’re doing a good job.” Dr. Keller says, grabbing a box of tissues for you. “You’re handling this whole situation better than I think a lot of omegas would. But, that doesn’t mean you have to be okay with it. I’d be more concerned if you weren’t struggling a bit. You don’t have to tell me everything, you don’t have to tell me anything. It’s all up to you. I just want you to know that I’m not going to judge you for anything, and I’m not going to tell anyone anything. I’m here for you, and you alone.” 

You slowly release your grip on the bear, your hands still shaking a bit. Dr. Keller moves back to the couch as you stare down at the plastic eyes, running your fingers over its soft fur. 

“I do think it would be a good idea to address the nesting issue sooner rather than later.” Dr. Keller says, still speaking softly. “We don’t have to get into the why until you feel comfortable enough to, but you need a nest before your heat starts. I have a couple exercises in mind to help maybe jumpstart those instincts, but we’ll need Captain Price in on this issue as well for them to work. I can speak for him on your behalf, if you’d like. I won’t tell him any details.” She says as your eyes dart up to look at her. “Only that there’s a nesting issue and there’s some exercises I’d like the two of you to try.” 

You let your gaze drop back to the bear. You know you need to start nesting, and with your heat rapidly approaching, you’re beginning to be pressed for time. Your heat could start as soon as next week and if you don’t have a nest...

“I guess that’s fine.” You say, staring back down at the bear in your hands. “If you think he can help.” 

Dr. Keller nods, a small smile tugging at her lips. “I think he can.” 

“Thank you for meeting with me, Captain Price.” Dr. Keller says as they take a seat in her office. “I just wanted to preface this conversation by saying I was given permission to discuss this with you, because we both agree you should be made aware of what’s going on.” Dr. Keller shuffles her notes as Price sits there, back straight in the chair. “Frankly, if I’m being honest, I’m starting to get a little concerned about my patient.”

“Concerned about what?” Price asks, brows pinching. 

“She’s not having nesting instincts.” Dr. Keller watches Price’s face as she speaks. “Even with what you did for her, buying her things to make her more comfortable, she’s not getting that urge to make a nest. I know you’re aware that’s a crucial piece of a successful heat, and with that looming ever closer, I’m worried about her.” 

“What do you think is causing it?” Price asks, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees. 

“I’m not sure, yet. I did promise I wouldn’t reveal any details about anything, but I do feel comfortable saying, as I’m sure you have figured out, there’s a lot of trauma behind that institute taught, if I may be so frank, bullshit.” 

The corner of Price’s mouth twitches. “Not a fan of institutes?” 

Dr. Keller shakes her head. “No. I’m not. There’s many professionals that share the same sentiment. They’re hardly the nurturing and cultivating places they present themselves to be, though I’m sure you’re figuring that out yourself. It’s always been about control and profit. The current model most of them use is outdated and has been proven in study to be highly ineffective. There are some places here in Europe that are beginning to reform institutes and what they teach, taking a more omega-centric approach, instead of just priming them for future alphas and packs.” 

“Can it be undone, the things she was taught?” He asks, purely out of curiosity. “The way she thinks about herself?”

“I think so, to a degree.” Dr. Keller answers. “You’re already seeing it a bit. She’s already having her beliefs and understanding challenged. Supporting her through that will be an important step in your bonding. The best thing you can do is support her and prove her institute taught beliefs wrong. I think you’re doing a fantastic job already, as is she.” 

“What can we do about the nesting?” He asks. 

“I have a couple exercises in mind I’d like to try. I’ve used one in practice before in a different situation. It was at one of the institutes I worked at after I was certified as an omega specialist. Two omegas were brought in off the streets. I can’t give too many details but they’d been through something very traumatic and had bonded intensely with each other. They couldn’t be separated at all without slipping into near distress. Of course, institutes don’t allow those kinds of bonds as it’s hard on the omegas when they reach selection age. So, we did an exercise where I had both scent a stuffed animal and then gave them each other’s so they’d have something tangible to focus on. Then we started slowly working on separation, using those stuffed animals so they could keep the scent of the other close. It worked, eventually they were able to be apart. I’d like to try the same thing, but to the opposite effect. I’d like you to scent a stuffed animal so it can be used as a sort of symbol, something tangible she can use to represent you.” 

“A way to introduce me into her nest without having me there invading her space.” Price says. 

“Exactly.” Dr. Keller smiles. “Having an alpha’s scent around her might help induce not only that feeling of comfort she needs, but may also help induce those instincts to nest. Doing it this way prevents the risk of discomfort by having an alpha invading her space directly, while still allowing for the introduction of an alpha’s scent.” 

“Alright. What else do you think might help?” Price asks, running his hand over his beard. 

“Another exercise, this one more tactile in nature. This particular one she can do herself, though she may choose to involve you later as she gets more comfortable doing it. I know she’s kneeling for you already, which is fantastic. Some omegas don’t kneel until after being claimed. That she feels comfortable enough to do it already is a good sign. She’s already had these exercises explained to her, but I would like to meet with you both to walk through them again, and in the end, it’s her decision what happens.” Dr. Keller gives him a small smile. “Do you have any questions?” 

“What can be done if these exercises don’t work?” Price asks. 

“There are a couple other things that can be done, though they’re far more invasive. I wouldn’t even suggest them unless she’s showing clear signs of pre-heat symptoms and still hasn’t nested yet. They have their risks, and that’s not something I’m willing to gamble on unless it’s absolutely necessary.” 

Price hums quietly. “Is there anything I could be doing differently to help?” 

“I think you’re both doing fantastic jobs with the hand you’ve been dealt. It’s not an easy situation and the fact she’s made as much progress as she has is remarkable, honestly. My job’s been fairly easy so far. I was expecting a lot worse when Laswell briefed me. That being said, there’s still a long way to go.” 

“Thank you, Doctor.” Price says, shaking her hand. “You’ve been a big help.” 

“It is my job.” Dr. Keller shrugs. “Remember, I’m always here if you have any questions or concerns. I may be an Omega Specialist, but that also includes the omega’s pack as well.” 

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Price says, giving her a smile. “And I’ll be sure to tell your brother you said hello.” 

Dr. Keller smirks, huffing out a laugh. “Yeah, remind him to call his sister every once in a while, while you’re at it.” 

You run your fingers over the soft fur of the teddy bear. Your eyes flutter closed as you let Price’s scent wash over you. You clutch the bear to your chest, wrapping your arms around it tightly as you lounge on your bed. You bury your nose in its fur, breathing in Price’s earthy scent from it. 

A quiet sound begins to rumble in your chest as you hug the bear tightly. A small, content smile pulls at your lips as you curl up in a ball around the bear, purring quietly. 

It’s been so long since you purred. 

You haven’t since you were a pup, still young enough to find safety in your home, before you really understood much of anything that was going on. You only ever purred with your mother, snuggled up in the nest with your siblings, warm and content and safe. 

Your dad never purred. Or, you never heard him do it. You remember the deep growls that rumbled through his chest, the scent of ozone. The warning that made you bristle, even as a pup, that tickling feeling at the back of your neck almost like your brain knew years before you even presented. 

You wrap your arms tighter around the bear, letting Price’s scent flood your mind and wipe away the fear, the feelings, the emotions mixing together. Price isn’t like that. He was so willing to help you, to jump in and do what it took to make the best of a situation that neither of you had a say in. Just an alpha and an omega bound to duty, forced to follow what someone else says. How very much alike your lives are, and yet, so vastly different. 

That’s why you’ve found comfort in him so quickly, you think. You understand him. He may be a captain, he may be pack alpha, he may be a leader, but he’s not in control. Not completely. There’s still someone behind the scenes, pulling the strings, telling him where to go, what to do. Someone’s pointing him in a direction and it’s his duty to follow. 

You were never going to be in control. You were born a subordinate, and you had been cursed to always be one by your presentation. Your entire life would be dictated for you, by someone telling you what to be, how to act, where to go, what to do. There would always be expectations for you, someone behind the scenes pulling the strings. 

Your presence here is full of expectation. You weren’t just bonding with a pack as your duty, there was expectation for it. You had been sent here with a purpose, leading an initiative that could shape the future of many omegas to come. You’re not just an omega chosen by a pack that wants one. 

You’re part of a government initiative. Your whole purpose is to see if adding an omega to a pack of highly trained soldiers really will improve their effectiveness and proficiency. 

Falling in love with them is just a side effect of your own mission. 

Love might be a strong word for it. It wouldn’t matter to those watching your progress if you hated them. You’re supposed to bond with them, be their omega. Prove that it’s worth it, that the strengths weigh out the potential vulnerabilities. Then hundreds of omegas stuck in institutes will be trained to follow in your footsteps. 

You wouldn’t wish this on anyone. 

You’re lucky they’ve been so good to you. You’re lucky you’re beginning to feel it, those spaces in the back of your mind that have been empty for years beginning to fill as your omega comes to accept her pack. The betas anchoring your omega, the alphas surrounding and protecting. 

You'll do your duty. You'll bond with them. You'll mate with Price. You'll allow him to claim you. You'll be their good little omega. 

It won't be the worst life. 

They at least care about you. Gaz and Soap have shown interest in you and mating with you themselves. Ghost...you've got a long way to go with him still, but you're beginning to make some headway into earning his acceptance. 

Price...Price has begun to show some interest as well. You've knelt for him, kissed him, allowed him into your space. He calmed your distress, bought you items to help make your space more comfortable. He scented a stuffed bear to help you nest. 

He'll treat you nicely, or at least you hope he will. He'll lose himself to his rut when you go into heat, and you've heard plenty of horror stories. You know what to expect, from the best to the worst. You could come out the other side mated and content, or you could come out half mauled to death. There's no way of knowing. Price will be a slave to his instincts just as much as you will be. 

You don't want it to be like that. 

You don't want your first encounter with the opposite sex to be lost to the haze of your heat, something that could potentially put your life at risk. How long has it been since Price has had an omega? You know he has. He's too calm, too collected around you to never have had experience with one before. 

Will he treat you well? How will he touch you? You can't imagine him as being a selfish lover, but you won't know. You won't know until you're dazed with lust as your body yearns for release, for an alpha's knot. 

You could find out beforehand. 

The thought has you sitting up in your bed. You could pursue that with Price before your heat starts. There's no rule that says you can't before your heat. You know there's omegas that don't wait. There's alphas that don't wait when omegas join their packs. Price could have taken you that first day if he really wanted to. 

Would he have bent you over his desk? Done it in his room or yours? Would he have done it in the meeting room in front of the rest of the pack? Staked his claim like some primal alpha?

The thought has warmth pooling in your stomach. The mental image of Price taking you in front of the others, sinking his teeth into your neck as he stakes his claim, marking you as his. 

“Fuck.” You breathe, clenching your thighs together. 

You could ask. What's the worst he's going to say? No? You'll just retreat in shame and hide out until your heat begins in embarrassment. He was so willing to do what you wanted, what you asked of him. Would he say yes if you asked him? If that's really what you wanted? Does he want it? Does he want you? 

All you have to do is ask. You're allowed to want things, to desire things. Everything you've asked for so far, you've gotten. 

The heat between your legs only confirms it. You want this. 

You want Price. 

Your hands are shaking as you reach for the door handle. He had given you permission to enter already, but your nerves make it feel like you’re moving in slow motion as you wrap your fingers around the nob, turning and pushing inwards. His eyes are on you as you slip in, closing the door behind you. You can’t read his face as he sits there, staring at you in your baggy shirt and leggings. 

“What’s eating you, pup?” He asks as he stares at you, watching you fidget nervously.

“I wanted to ask you something.” You say, shifting your weight between your feet. 

He reaches out a hand, motioning you closer. You approach his desk slowly, taking his outstretched hand. He guides you in front of him, lifting you to sit on the desk. He leans back in his seat, staring up at you. “You can ask me anything.” 

You bite your lip, staring down at him. His hands come to rest on the edge of the desk on either side of you. It’s comforting, supportive, instead of constricting as it might have felt just two weeks ago. It only furthers your belief that you’re making the right choice, that this is what you want. 

You stare down into his eyes, your hands coming to rest just beside his on the desk. “I want my first time with you to be before my heat.” The words come spilling out quickly, almost so quickly you’re not sure he caught them. 

He stares at you, surprise flickering across his face for a moment before he’s back to the straight-faced captain again. “You’re sure?” 

You nod. “I want to remember the first time. It’ll make me feel better after we...have to do it. I think...it’ll help me feel less like...I had to.” 

Price moves just slightly closer to you, understanding shining in his eyes. “If that's what you really want.”

You nod, sliding your hands until they're resting on top of his. “It is.”

He turns his hands so can hold yours. “Saturday, then. Let me make you dinner and then we'll go from there.” 

Your stomach flutters at his words, skin tingling as his thumbs rub the backs of your hands. “You want to wine and dine me first?” You ask playfully. 

“Call me old fashioned.” He smirks. 

“Maybe just old.” You mutter, shrieking out a laugh as he wraps his arms around your waist, tugging you into his lap. The chair creaks precariously but you know he'd break your fall.

“You want to take that back?” He murmurs, your face inches from his. 

“Depends on what my punishment will be.” You say, your nose almost brushing his. 

He chuckles deep in his chest, lips brushing yours as he speaks. “You'll have to wait for Saturday to find out.” 

NEXT ->

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[h4m1lt0ns]

HEARTBREAK SYNDROME.

episode five :: 99 PROBLEMS.

꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ pairing ︴max verstappen x ex!y/n

꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ genre ︴social media au / irl snippets

꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ summary ﹔comeback: download has started.

fc – wonyoung jang (28)

꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ warnings ﹕none.

☆ IMESSAGE with ; BOARD OF DIRECTORS.

y/n: not to freak you guys out but i knew all along

my baby lando: FYM YOU KNEW ???

babygirl alex: y/n 😁 i swear to god

honey badger: wait

honey badger: what do you mean you knew

chili!: ????

chal eclair: ^^^^

girlfriend kika: babe

girlfriend kika: i need u to explain before pierre loses his shit bc he’s bubbling rn 🙏🏻🤍

y/n: okay hold on y’all listen

wifey lily: 👂🏻👂🏻👂🏻👂🏻

y/n: i always had this sneaking suspicion that some bullshit was going but every time i’d ask him about nothing would come of it

y/n: so i was like maybe i’m the problem 😀

y/n: then i found lipstick in our bathroom and i was like yo ??? tf is this and max said it was his sister’s

y/n: so i was like oh calm

y/n: bc victoria would come over sometimes

y/n: then i found out he cheated the first time

princess george: fIRST TIME????

angel carmen: WHAT DO YOU MEAN FIRST TIME

chili!: HE CHEATED MORE THAN ONCE???

chal eclair: hOLD ON YALL IM TRYNA UNDERSTAND

y/n: yes 😭

y/n: caught him on a call with her being all lovey and shit and we got in a fight bc of it

y/n: and i let it slide bc i thought he would learn + he cried his eyes out

alabono: how is HE gonna cry for cheating 😟

honey badger: WAIT

my baby lando: fuck was he crying for ???

chal eclair: he cried ??

babygirl alex: literally what

honey badger: WAIT YALL

honey badger: Y/N YOU LET THAT SLIDE ???

y/n: I USED TO LOVE HIM OKAY.

chili!: i just sighed so hard man

y/n: hold on there’s more

PIERRE GASLYYYY: MORE ??

PIERRE GASLYYYY: y/n…

my baby lando: bae what is this…

chal eclair: what else did he do then damn

y/n: the bitch was in my bed

babygirl alex: WOAHHHHHHHH

angel carmen: now hold on, hOLD ON NOW.

girlfriend kika: i screamed

honey badger: ouuuuu it’s gonna get violent rq

y/n: i found them cuddled up, clearly post fuck, in my bed, listening to my music and guess what

chili!: BRO 😭

chal eclair: WHAT OH MY GOD

my baby lando: ¿¿¿

y/n: HER KID WALKS IN BEHIND ME EATING MYYYYYYY ICE CREAM

y/n: IN MYYYYY HOUSE

princess george: see this is where i personally would’ve swung at everyone

PIERRE GASLYYYY: LISTENING TO YOUR MUSIC???????

wifey lily: NAHHHHHH MAN

angel carmen: i’m not even kidding

angel carmen: i’m deadass speechless

y/n: i need all of u to come to my house immediately

y/n: there’s so much more i need to tell y’all

chili!: Y/N.

chili!: WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERES MORE.

y/n: ….

chal eclair: answer the question bae 🤍

y/n: well

my baby lando: oh my god

y/n

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[thatonegayship]

HELLO??

do they ever just…make out. like lay there for half an hour and just do it for the hell of it. or are they like hmm but we COULD be fucking let’s do that

Of course they do! It just wouldn't be very interesting to read.

[chevelleneech]

semi-live blog

They are immediately the cutest fucking people when together. So soft, so giggly.

I know it’s part of their social culture, but they drink a lot. Maybe it’s because I don’t drink, but dang.

“Jungkook is currently doing his skincare.” They add to the screen after panning away for scenery, yet leaving the sounds of *slap slap slap*😭

Jungkook cycling through multiple pairs of sunglasses, and Jimin swanning in and picking the first pair is peak! They’re so similar I yet so different, lol.

Another thing I’m sure is part of their culture, is the way they pay for stuff, but I find it interesting still that we’ve seen Jimin buy almost everything during their trips, since as far as we know they have pretty lax hierarchy rules between the two of them normally.

Jungkook is in the most romantic moment of his life, lmao! “I love it here!!!” said a million times. That man was experiencing a real life Hallmark movie in his head.

I also thought they spoke/understood way more Japanese than they apparently do.

“Come on everybody!” I understood that reference.

The way they chose to animate over everything to avoid having to blur a billion people in the station is HILARIOUS!

Jimin is too funny bro.

This train ride is so peaceful, it’s selling me on visiting Sapporo despite being broke and not speaking a lick of Japanese.

Can we also discuss how “My man, my man, my man.” Jungkook is? Yet Jimin is too, and somehow both is more than the other, lol. They are perpetually on some, “Jimin will like this.” “Where’s Jungkook?” *films food, pans to Jimin* *films the outside world, pans to Jungkook* *cuddle even while walking* type stuff. Just lovesick.

Girl!dad Jimin confirmed🥰 He’ll be such a sweet dad too, I think. He’s so patient and kind, which is heavily required to raise another human.

I loooooooooe Jimin’s jacket dude.

The way Jimin immediately pivoted to making JK laugh when he tried to downplay himself. Like I said, “My man, my man, my man.” Don’t talk bad about his man, even if you are his man.

My most delusional Jikook theory you’ll ever hear from me: “Are You Sure?” actually became the title because they were asking it if each other, because they in looooooooooove.

Also, to answer my own question from my previous list… yes, the bubble is back.

Role play Jikook strikes again!

Jungkook is it slick! He played with that sip of whiskey the entire time, but the minute Jimin left he downed it.

Them forgetting to pay would’ve been me. And JK initially sending Jimin back to do it would have also been me. You got it, extrovert! Take the embarrassment for the both of us!

They’re so cute! This snow fight makes me want to be somewhere cold for the holiday☹️

The food always looks so damn good! Lord I’m jealous.

I need someone to compile all the times JM and JK go out to eat together, and let me know if Jimin is the one with his back always to the door? It’s a thing in America at least, that the “protector” tends to sit where they can see the door, and I don’t know if that’s a thing in SK as well, but it’s cute, because it matches their dynamic either way.

“Your fingers were all over it.” SIR!? You’ve had his sweaty ear in your mouth… he’s had his mouth on your neck… you’ve also had his fingers in your mouth before and vice verse… AND y’all constantly eat and drink off each other… in fact… yesterday he bit the very sausage you were in the middle of eating and then you continued eating it… before that you gladly allowed him to put his TOES next to your face while you were BRUSHING YOUR TEETH. Stop playing with me, Jeon Jungkook!

Jimin legit being ready to beat Tae’s ass over a dumpling is too crazy, lol. And folks be acting like he some docile helpless baby. Meanwhile, JK is a mediator. They definitely made for each other.

End of the episode. It was fun. Felt like the start of a holiday special. And I didn’t mention it up top, because I decided to “live blog” thoughts like ten minutes in or whatever, but Jungkook softly and sweetly saying he wanted to come back to Japan because it reminded him of their first trip together… SOBBING! He’s such a sentimental guy, with an equally as sentimental guy on his arm.

They truly do vibe so well, and I understand with each passing episode why them enlisting together was a non-choice choice. They click. Like they said themselves, they’re one person split into two bodies, and it’s clear as day they thrive off of being around one another.

Not to get too sappy either, but it’s insane they feel that way about their bond and dynamic, on top of all the things that already just so happened to bring them together. Not just born in the same country, but same city. Auditioned for the same music group. Actually made it into the same group… they were destined to meet, and even they feel that way. All that’s missing is them being the same age, and they’d be the same person. That’s an insane thing to say, but really tells you how deeply they value their connection.

[altxts]

backshots w csb..

- pairings: choi soobin x male reader

- content: smut , dom soobin , sub reader , anal sex , degrading , kinky soob , rough sex , you’re the 6th member of txt , lmk if i missed anythin

- note: my first ever smut , i hope its good 🙏😭. idfk if i should put this here but did yall see the concept photos.. they so fine im gonna need some of that dick..

“you like that? yeah? whore taking it so fucking good..” soobin whispered, hand in your hair pulling back slightly, voice low and husky, panting heavily in your ear as he hit you from the back. he’d been so eager for you the whole day, seeing you flirt with the other members.. he couldn’t resist but show you what a slut you really are.

“ah- ah- ah- soob- soobin- it- hurts- can’t- take it-” you moaned out of the mix of pain and pleasure. feeling him railing your tight hole. his meat stretching your wet walls. you couldn’t take it. but you knew the older man wasn’t gonna stop anytime soon.

“dont fucking call me that whore. im more than that bitch.. dont fucking act like you’re in any way better than me..” he smirked before continuing his thrusting. “your fucking slutty moans are like music to my ears.. so innocent.. yet so needy for cock” he groaned as he grabbed your waist thrusting into you harder. still with his hands in a rough tight grip in your messy hair, he pushed your face down, meeting the pillows right below you.

all you could do was moan into the white pillows. screaming as he picked up his speed. you were a whining and moaning mess, a slut indeed, soobin’s slut.. and you loved it. arching your back as he lifted up your head.

right as you arched your back, soobin’s attention went straight to your ass. he slapped it before taking hold of it, whilst still pounding relentlessly deep into your hole. “tell me who owns you whore.. cmon bitch.. tell me!” he said whispering in your ear before yelling loudly, slapping your ass once again.

“you do.. soobin- i mean.. si- sir..” you stuttered, panting heavily. as soon as you felt soobin’s big hand grabbing your neck tightly, squeezing it, all you could do was cough as you struggled to breathe properly.

“bad boys deserve to be punished..” soobin whispered in your ear with a grin on his face as he kept squeezing, tightly.. he finally let go when you screamed out of breath. he grabbed your waist with both his hands as he started thrusting at an animalistic pace, feeling his climax building up.

you let out a bright groan, arching your back feeling soobin’s cock twitch around your throbbing walls. you were so close to your climax as well, but you could only cum if soobin gave you the permission. he would always keep that as his number one rule in bed, with all the members.

“fuck im gonna cum.. gonna cum in you bitch” he said breathing heavily, almost teasing you as he said it, knowing you were aware of his number one rule. his voice signaled that he was really close, all he could do was keep on fucking you aggressively and that’s exactly what he did before shooting his load deep inside you, groaning as he did.

you let out a bright moan as your back arched, feeling soobin’s white, sticky, hot seed filling your insides up. “fuck… that feels so good” you exhaled, body shaking relentlessly from the other’s aggression.

soobin pulled out of your ass grinding his crotch against your red asscheeks. “you wanna cum huh? cum.” he smirked, placing you on your back before starting to jerk you off, not caring if he’s going too fast.

you let out constant whimpers as he jerked you off, feeling overstimulated even tho you didn’t cum yet. seconds later, you groaned brightly once again as you came right onto soobin’s face, watching him as he licked all your cum off.

after soobin was done cleaning both of them he cuddled himself next to you before you both drove into sleep…

[saeivra]

OH, MY GOODLOOKING BOY

synopsis: telling enhypen (hyungline) that you find them good looking!<3

warnings: fluff, face kisses (?) anything else lmk!

-LEE HEESEUNG-

You and Heeseung were in the middle of playing video games, and Heeseung's focus was ALL over the screen, not daring to take a break. But yours? Not so much. From his eyes to his jawline, you were eyeing him down. After dying and throwing his remote on the sofa, Heeseung noticed your gaze piercing through your eyes. "Babe? What's wrong? Something on my face?" "Nope...It's just.." "Just what?" you cupped his face in your hands, and kissed his forehead. "You're so cute..Good-looking, not to mention.." Heeseung immediately smiled and kissed you back "All that staring just to tell me I'm good-looking? Damn, I must be very cute then."

-PARK JEONGSONG-

Cooking with Jay was always fun. He found easy recipes online just to remake them time and time again with a cute twist on it. If was a special thing you two always loved to do. On today's menu, you both were frying some fish, coating it in batter, then powder, then frying it. "Jay! Look at the mess we've made!!" You pointed to all of the flour spilled on the table, all over your shirt and everything. "Oh....We should just-" He began to clean everything up, gently pushing you out of the way so he didn't hurt you. Cute. "What?" Jay asked, noticing your gaze. "Mmm..Nothing, your kinda cute when you're being useful." Jay chuckled "Am I not usually?" "Nope. You're usually good-looking, but cute? No. Not really" "Yeah yeah...Now are you gonna help me or not? This mess isn't gonna clean itself up!" He mumbled, shortly after kissing your nose "Sure.." You said, with a bright smile ear to ear

-SIM JAEYHUN-

Watching movies with Jake was always cozy. Like instinct, you both would cuddle up right next to each other and watch whatever movie in pure silence, occasionally pressing kisses to eachothers forehead, nose and lips. But the way Jake's side profile reflected off the light of the movie screen, it was captivating....Hard to look away..You found yourself staring with heart eyes, practically screaming that you're in love with him. "Baby you've been staring for over 10 minutes. Am I really that beautiful?" "Yes sir you are. Way too good-looking for my eyes I can't even focus!" You groaned, throwing up your hands in the air to prove a point. "Shhh..Focus on the movie baby hush" He shushed you, pressing his lips against your and faintly holding your hand, making you wish that you could have him forever, and never let go.

-PARK SUNGHOON-

Getting Sunghoon's makeup approval was almost a crucial thing in your daily life. Was this blush okay? Did it go well with my outfit? Sunghoon was there for every step of it, Spoiling you with his opinions and statements, Helping you feel truly comfortable putting on makeup. But Sunghoon puttting on makeup always upset you. Why did his already beautiful face need some? So today, you decided to tell him just that. "Hoon!" You called, eager to find him. "Yes, Y/N? Something wrong?" His eyes met yours as you removed the concealer from his hand. "Babe, seriously..Where are you gonna put this? Your fine face is already beautiful enough and not showered in blemishes like mine is..Baby you don't need it". Sunghoon smiled at you. "Really? Don't I tell you that every day? But you still put it on-" "Hoon! I'm serious, Your so good looking that everyone else could use it but you!! I swear there is no use for this!!" You whined, only for your whines to be shushed and for him to kiss your lips quiet. "Am I really that good looking you got into a hissy fit?" He chuckled while caressing your face

-LA FIN-

a/n: gonna let this simmer overnight🫡 i can't even call this a/n bc I ain't no author😭 also I'm so sorry that I put u thru reading this😭😭 but if you (rarely) enjoyed feel free to reblog and like! merci! :) not proof read

perm tl: @jayparked

[schrodinger-swriter]

Hai! This is my first time trying to request anything so please let me know if im doing it wrong >_<

I was wondering if you could do headcanons about sir pentious with a gn!reader who has wings? (like angel wings but they don't necessarily have to be an angel)

I think it would be really cute :)

feel free to ignore this if you dont feel like it!

Also idk if you do emoji anons but if you do could i be 🎸 anon?

Again please let me know if im doing this correctly tumblr is so confusing 😭

Sir Pentious x Reader who has wings

No need to apologize, you worded this request excellently! As for emoji anons... hmm.. I'm a little new to tumblr, what exactly is an emoji anon? Is it just a means for an anon to identify themselves without exposing their blog name? If so I don't mind one bit!

I hope you enjoy this, Guitar Anon!

He enjoys when you wrap your wings around him. During cuddling, during sleeping. To shield him from the rain or from any stray attacks that come his way. He thinks your wings are beautiful, regardless of what covers them. Fur or feather, he will go on about how gorgeous they are as he runs his fingers through it. On the chance that you have feathered wings, he may incorporate one of your fallen feathers into something; an outfit perhaps? Tuck the feather into the trim of his hat, maybe...

Depending on how much space the base of your wings take up on your back, he may have to readjust himself for hugs until he grows used to your anatomy. If they're small, then he will not have much of an issue! But say, they go from your shoulder blades to lower back... that may take a little while longer...

Imagine flying around and tapping on the glass of his ship... oh he'd be so startled... He's happy to see you, of course! He simply wasn't expecting to see you in the sky with him.. outside!

If your feathers ever ruffle from surprise or anger, or anything else really; he might subconsciously lean over and smooth them out... almost petting them. It feels nice, so you allow it!

Sometimes uses your wing as a blanket when the two of you are sleeping in the same bed together. Snuggles himself close to you under it, too.

[nanamissuit]

https://www.tumblr.com/honestlyhiswife/738465618711412736

This! This as well!! Please!

I know I'm just spamming your asks now.

Forgive me. 😭😭

"Just a one-night stand? Really?" - Ghost/Price

I’m SOOO happy people are spamming my inbox please don’t apologize and I am actually sorry the other owner of this acc with me is swamped with other irl stuff so I’m trying to get to as many as I can <3 I think you wanted Ghost for this but this also suits Price I think!!

Pairing: Ghost x GN! Reader/ Price x Gn! Reader MDNI

Warnings: Mentions of one night stand, other than that fluff.

Price:

You woke up with the most horrific pounding headache and the light from the window did not help. And then you took a good look around... This is NOT your room, it was some random guy's room and you scanned it carefully trying to recall what happened the night before but all you remember is getting really wasted.

You checked your phone and saw a text message from your friend asking if you were okay but you didn’t have the energy to respond and apparently not the muscle to either seeing as you were tangled up in this guy's arms. 

You slowly started to try and get up as you slipped out of his arms and walked to put your shoes and jacket on. He started to stir awake and turned to face you.

“We didn’t do anything...Right?” You asked him as You got a good look at his face and Your jaw dropped. He was surely handsome but also seemed like he was older than you.

“Mm well, you did ride me for a while...Otherwise, no nothing else, come back to bed.” He grumbled at you as he opened his arms for you to lay in. “Sir, I don’t even know you-” “You knew me well enough to ride me just come lay down, please. I’ll explain everything later.” He then sat up a little and ended up pulling off your coat as you slipped your shoes off. 

“Oh- okay well I guess it couldn’t hurt I have nowhere to be.” You said softly to him as he wrapped his arms around your waist. “Mhm..I don’t want this to just be a one-night thing so we can talk when I fully wake up.” you were shocked to hear that from a man you had just met but you decided not to argue about it and just went back to sleep with him.

Ghost:

You woke up with a slight pain in your legs and a little headache, the room seemingly dark. You checked your phone to see it was 9:12 AM but the room you were in had black curtains so no sun was peeking into the room...Wait…This isn’t your room?

You silently panicked as you turned around to see a broad man's chest in your face and you jumped back a little. “Shit.” You thought to yourself as you tried slipping out of his arms he just clanged tighter as you looked up at him.

“If you’re gonna ask, yes we did have sex. Now stop moving, I'm just trying to cuddle you.” “Sir-?” “We can talk later can’t you just enjoy the moment, cause you seemed to enjoy a whole lot last night..” He interrupted and it shut you up quickly as you looked up to see who the mysterious man telling you this was.

WOW. He looked to have blonde hair and scars on his face with a little face stubble. He was handsome and oddly had a comforting look on his face for a man You had randomly hooked up with. You tried to move up more but your legs were so sore you winced in a bit of pain.

“Ow..” “Hm? Oh. Here let me massage your legs.” He slowly raised you up so he could reach your legs as his calloused hands massaged your soft and tender skin. You felt a lot better no doubt.

“We’re definitely not keeping this as a one-night stand, you’re far beyond too pretty for me to try and let go of.” “I- okay I don’t know what to say, what's even your name-?” “Shh, just let me take care of you, it’s Simon. We’ll talk later.”

AHHH I LOVED WRITING THIS!! Def gonna try and write some more as I'm also in a different state right now but I'm not too busy so I could probably write a lot more, please send in any requests <3!!

[rickysvxr]

nsfw a to z - ricky

warning - just smut, ricky x f!reader

MDNI MDNI MDNI MDNI MDNI

a - aftercare

ricky's the sweetest when it comes to aftercare. he would immediately turn into lovelicky :(( he would ask you if you're alright and if he didn't hurt you too much. he would definitely clean you both and make some food. if you prefer sleeping - he would cuddle you to sleep and sing for you.

b - boobs

ricky's a boob guy - you can't tell me otherwise. when he sleeps he's cuddled into your boobs. he really likes squeezing them. while you ride him he likes sucking on your nipples and leave some hickeys.

c - cum

he would cum into your pussy unless you don't want him to. ricky wants you to be comfortable with anything he's doing. also he's really into cumming into your mouth or on your face.

d - daddy kink

he will definitely make you call him daddy. or maybe sir??? he'd be so into roleplay. he'd call you his little kitten or something. call him daddy and he'd immediately get hard.

e - experience

you both weren't really experienced but ricky knew what to do to make you feel the best. he's open to trying new things.

f - fingering

he'd finger you while you're visiting your family.. he's such a bitch and he knows that. he's also into fingering you when you're studying/working. he really needs your attention :((

g - gagging

he knows you can't take his whole dick to your mouth so he won't force you to anything and he would try not to hurt you. if he would - he'd do it unintentionally.

h - hickeys

for him - he likes leaving them on your boobs or tights so places that only him (and you) can see. you like giving him hickeys on his neck (right on his tattoo 🙈).

i - intimacy

when it comes to real sex he'd like to do it in your bedroom so you both have that private place. but he would also fuck you in the backseat of his car.

j - jerk off

he would definitely send you videos of him jerking off. he would tie a little ribbon on his dick :((

k - kinks

overstimulation, praise kink, daddy kink, pet names (idk if it counts), scratching, roleplay.

l - locations

bedroom, his car, couch, floor.

m - making out

ricky likes to make out late at night when he wakes you up just to make out with you :(( you'd be so sleepy but he loves it so much.

n - no's

he definitely wouldn't force you to anything. ricky wouldn't like to make you cry :( but besides that he's open to anything that you want to try.

o - orgasms

ricky would cum A LOT. it doesn't matter how you make him do that - he would cum a lot. he does at least 3 or 4 rounds (it's minimum for him btw).

p - pet names

baby, darling, sweetheart, my kitten, good girl, princess, sweetie, cutie, slut.

q - quickie

he'd be so into quickies. like before his performance? he would really love it. but still he likes to take his time with you.

r - relationship

in the bedroom - he's really wild and hot. he'd be the bitchest bitch to ever bitch. still he would give you whatever you want (he likes teasing a lot tho).

outside the bedroom - he turns into lovelicky. he's the sweetest person on the earth and you want him to know that! you both love when you're babying him. just give this man some attention and he'd be the happiest person in the world.

s - stamina

as i said before - ricky would do 3 or 4 rounds with you and it's his minimum! he would literally fuck you all day if you both could 😭 he still makes sure he's not hurting you or something. he always asks you if you want to go for an another round.

t - toys

vibrator and that's it. he doesn't like when something other than him is making you feel good. and he lets you know that.

u - unfair

he would make you cum every time. he doesn't like leaving you unsatisfied - it just hurts him. he's into teasing but he'd definitely make you cum before he's done.

v - volume

he likes when you moan so loud - it's music to his ears. he would groan and sometimes even moan. but don't expect it from him unless you're on top.

w - i can't think of any, sorry 😭

x - x-ray

he's BIG. and he knows that. (still he fits perfectly into your pussy).

y - i can't think of any!!!

z - zzz...

he won't fall asleep before you. he always makes sure that you're sleeping, then he would go to sleep. (he's so sweet i can't 😭).

[gracieeegleegal]

Chris sturniolo smau plsssssssss

Thank you love ur work ❤️

Ofc my love! 🫶🏻

STARGIRL • Chris Sturniolo

Summary : Y/n has been Chris’s best friend for years, they’re always around each other and being touchy with each other. But that’s what best friends do…right?

Note: Y/n lives with the triplets

Pairings: chris sturniolo x fem!reader, matt sturniolo x platonic!femreader, nick sturniolo x platonic!femreader

Warnings: language

Face claim: Keilani Lizbeth

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ynusername life lately 🌮 (the birria tacos were to die 4)

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@matthew.sturniolo bring me some tacos

→ @ynusername sir yes sir 🫡

@christophersturniolo why do I look so bad in that picture you did me se dirty

→@ynusername shut up no u don’t, u look adorable sleeping

→ @sturniolo.fan just kiss already

@nicolasaturniolo Offended that I wasn’t even invited to your taco night

→ @ynusername Im sorry baby, we’ll go out just us tomorrow 🫶🏻

→ @mattew.sturniolo What about me?

→ @ynusername you too matt 😚

→ @christopher.sturniolo ☹️ you’re taking her away from me

→ @nicolassturniolo shut the fuck up you’ve had her all week, let us have her for a day

@tarayummyy Gorgeous 😍😍

→ @ynusername I luv you Taraaaaa❣️

@ynchris they have got to be dating

→ @chrisssfan they are so cute together

→ @yn4hwarsr Did they go on a date?

@nathandoe8 I wanted tacos 😞

→ @ynusername Might as well just buy food for everyone ig

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sturniolo.triplets HAPPPPPYYYY FRIDAYYYYYYYYY!!!! NEW VIDEO OUT NOW WITH SPECIAL GUEST CURLS GO WATCH!!!! REMEBER YOU ARE LOVED ❤️

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@ynusername Always a pleasure to join you three crackheads 😚 love youuuuuuuuu

→ @nicolassturniolo and we loveeee youuuuu queen

→ @mattew.sturniolo love you curlsssss

→ @christophersturniolo ❤️❤️

@christophersturniolo still shocked with the plot twist

→ @ynusername I was confident I had won 😞 I grew very attached to my egg

→ @christophersturniolo you’ll be a great mom one day petal

@username stoooooop y/n and Chris this whole video made me die

→ @ynhearts Did you see how Chris looked at her

→ @sturniolofansss they were so close the entire video

→ @user7279 did you see how y/n drew a heart on Chris’s egg 😭😭 and he smiledd

→ @user104 Or how he started sharing his fries with her????

@matthew.sturniolo Big plot twist

→ @ynusername That was mean 😢 I loved petunia

→ @mattew.sturniolo I’m sorry curls I had to 🙂

→ @nicolassturniolo Petunia??

→ @ynusername What? It’s a nice name

Texts between Matt and Nick

Real life

Nick and Matt had been super attentive to y/n and Chris for the past week. They noted that whenever y/n spoke about another guy, Chris would tense up but pretended he didn’t and tease y/n about the guy.

But Nick and Matt knew better. Chris would often go rigid at the mention of another man whenever y/n spoke to him. He was very jealous of the fact that she was talking to someone else, however he simply disregarded his jealousy as a fear of losing his best friend. But that was far from the truth, he was in love with his best friend, yes the didn’t want to admit it or else everything would get ruined.

That’s why Nick and Matt came up with a clever plan that would most likely reveal Chris’s true feelings towards a certain curly haired girl. Nick had gone off earlier to the grocery store to buy a bouquet of flowers. He would later ask Matt to write down a fake card that would say a certain admirer gifted the flowers to y/n.

When the time came, Chris and y/n were cuddling on the couch of the living room watching a movie after finishing a live stream earlier that day. Nick had pretended to go out with some of his friend when in reality he was outside the house door with the bouquet on his hands. Nick rang the doorbell and rushed out of the way and hid.

“I’ll get it!” Matt shouted from the kitchen, knowing Chris wouldn’t move from his comfortable place next to y/n. He opened the door and greeted Nick silently before picking up the bouquet. “Uh…y/n/n?”

“Yes?” She shouted from her spot in the living room. Matt had made his way up the stairs and into the living room with the bouquet of flowers. “I think these are for you.” He handed the flowers to the girl, who thanked him and looked at the card attached to the bouquet.

Chris once he saw the flowers perked up in his seat, easing his eyebrows in confusion and what looked like to be annoyance. Matt snickered at his brothers face before making his way to his room. “Who are the flowers from?” Chris asked.

Y/n smiled, shrugging her shoulders. “I don’t know, it says it’s from a secret admirer.” Her smile brightened, but Chris’s face darkened. Y/n took note of his expression and frowned. “What’s wrong?”

“Oh nothing, just the fact that you have a fucking secret admirer.”

“What’s wrong with that?” The girl asked.

“Oh I don’t know, maybe the fact that he knows where we fucking live?” Chris shouted in anger.

Chris's outburst left y/n stunned, her heart pounding in her chest. She had never seen him this upset before. The room seemed to close in around them, the tension thick and suffocating.

“Why are you so angry?” y/n asked softly, her voice layered with confusion and sadness, just a bit. “It’s just flowers…”

Chris ran a hand through his hair, standing up from his spot next to y/n, pushing her off and pacing the room like a caged animal. He knew he was overreacting, but the thought of someone else fighting for her attention, someone else possibly stealing her away, was driving him mad. He stopped abruptly, facing her, his eyes blazing with a mix of frustration and something deeper.

“It’s not just the flowers, y/n,” he said, his voice lower now, almost pleading. “It’s… it’s everything.”

“What do you mean, Chris?” Y/n stood up now to face the anxious boy.

It was all too much, and before Chris knew it he blurted out his thoughts. “The thought of you with someone else, the thought that you might care about someone else the way I—” He cut himself off, biting his lip, but the words were already out there, hanging in the air between them.

“The way you what?” y/n asked, her heart skipping a beat. She stood straight for a minute before taking a hesitant step toward him.

Chris looked at her, his eyes softening as he realized there was no turning back now. “The way I care about you,” he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. “The way I love you, y/n.”

Her breath caught in her throat as the weight of his words sank in. “Chris… you… you love me?”

He nodded, his gaze intense but vulnerable. “Yeah, I do. I’ve been in love with you for so long, but I was scared. Scared of ruining our friendship, scared that you wouldn’t feel the same way. But I can’t keep it to myself anymore.”

y/n took another step closer, her eyes never leaving his. “You idiot,” she murmured, a soft smile playing on her lips. “You really think I’d be spending all this time with you, cuddling with you, if I didn’t feel the same way?”

Chris blinked, processing her words. “Wait… you…?”

“Yes, Chris,” she said, her smile widening. “I love you too.”

Before he could fully comprehend what was happening, y/n closed the distance between them, her hands gently cupping his face as she leaned in and kissed him. The kiss was soft and tentative at first, but then Chris responded, his arms wrapping around her waist, pulling her closer. The kiss deepened, filled with all the unspoken emotions they had both been holding back for so long.

When they finally pulled away, both of them were breathless, their foreheads resting against each other’s.

“So,” y/n whispered with a playful smile, “still jealous of my secret admirer?”

Chris chuckled, shaking his head followed by his loud laughter.

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christophersturniolo Can you tell I love her more than anything in this world?

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@ynusername I love you so much my sweet boy 🩷

→ @christophersturniolo I love you more petal 🩷

@nicolassturniolo Stop Im crying 😭 this is everything I’ve ever wanted

→ @ynusername I love you bub thank you for everything🫶🏻

@mattew.sturniolo FINALLY THANK GOD 🙏

→ @ynusername I love you matt 🫶🏻

@tarayummyy CONGRATS GUYS!!! SO HAPPY ❤️

→ @christophersturniolo Thank you Tara ❤️

→ @ynusername Thank you baby 😘😘

@user718 IM GOING TO DIE

@ynhearts THIS IS ADORABLE 😭

@nathandoe8 He finally got the girl 💪🏻

→ @christophersturniolo Yesssirrrr

@larray No fucking way 😮 FINALLY

→ @quenblackwell The sexual tension was killinggg meeee

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ynusername And to think all of this happened because of some bouquet of flowers. I love you my sweet boy 🩷

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@christophersturniolo I love you my beautiful girl

→ @ynusername I love you more ❤️

@nicolassturniolo @mattew.sturniolo we did it

→ @mattew.sturniolo. We did do it indeed 💪🏻

@christophersturniolo. How did it take me so long to realize I was in love with you, you’re gorgeous

→@ynusername You may be stupid that’s why 🤭

→ @christophersturniolo Fuck you

→ @marylou Christopher Owen Sturniolo you do not speak to a woman that way! Much less to y/n

→ @christophersturniolo Sorry mom :( sorry petal

@user17 Time to act surprised

@sturniolofanss Highlight of my year

[the-s1lly-corner]

Sir Pentious x warm!reader snuggling up!

The absolute chokehold this fucker has on me is insane. I'm blaming my friend @schrodinger-swriter , I've been helping them get their blog started and helping them right hcs, snatching this idea from them too (as if I'm not the one who requested that post) (snorts)

Apologies if my writing is a little off, a little rusty since I've gone on break 😭

Honestly even if hell was enough to keep him warm, that wouldn't stop him from wrapping himself around you!

I like the idea of him just. Melting onto you, letting his hood limply fan out as he let's his body succumb to gravity... its nice, perfect for a lazy afternoon

Going off of how Vaggie says hes slimy, I personally like to hc that hes only really slimy when distressed (which can align!! He was missing his egg boyz!), so unless hes stressing out you dont have to worry about any texture stuff.. which totally isnt self indulgent to someones sensory stuff.. coughs

Always tries to touch you in some way; hand holding, snuggling

Hell he would find an excuse to carry you around

Imagine cuddling with him for the first time and hes just. Laying in front of you trying to find the nerve to close the gap.. its awkward. sure. But theres something endearing about it. I mean you're probably the first person who's allowed him to do this, he doesnt want to screw it up..!

Very tense the first few minutes before loosening up and succumbing to your warmth

Happy rattle noises

[se0bs]

𝖱𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝖳𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 -𝖯𝟣𝖧

𝖨𝖽𝖾𝖺：𝖲𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆！！

𝖨𝗇𝖿𝗈：𝖱𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝗒 @b1xi ／𝖷 𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋／𝖥𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿／𝖭𝗈𝗇 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽

𝖶𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀'𝗌：𝖮𝗇𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝖿 𝗂𝖽𝗄 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐．

(took a break sorry for just disappearing)

Keeho

Just to let you know he will do all the decorating no if buts you can have you little hobby corner but that’s all oh and if you like stuffies you can have them on the bed.When he changes the room around he will always get your opinion but no use it at all but he will not mess with your stuff he keeps it the way you feel comfortable with!!

“Ok so can I move this around if that’s fine I do don’t like the way it looks here maybe here?” Keeho said looking like a home designer.”Yeah idc do what you need to hun”

Theo

Oh he will have a queen sized bed and a king sized blanket just for him you need to get your own.The tv is always on even if he is on his phone like come on😭.He feels like he like minimalist and like a white room that looks like solitary confinement not even kidding you giving beige mom tbh….rip your sanity

“Sir I’m cold can you give me a bit of your blanket…” you told him “Get your own loser” Theo said to you is a sleepy voice “Ok” you said rowling over him to where the blanket is

Jiung

Room feels cozy like just walking into makes you want to drop and lay on the ground.Has a loft the bed on top and the desk on the bottom or maybe a couch that turns into a bed.The big light is never on he has the light that purple orange if you know ily.Probably has a dog calendar with you favorite days/holidays with a star next to it.

“I not getting up any time soon jiung just telling you” “Mk you you like Christmas so I can mark that?” Jiung said turning towards you “I LOVE IT”

Intak

YOU DO NOT WANT TO BE IN THE SAME ROOM WITH HIM IM TELLING YOU.Ok I’m exaggerating but like I feel it deep in my soul his ass would push you of the bed and wake up on the other side of the bed.You can’t even have your own blanket he will take it and use his and yours at the same time.His hand is right up your nose…

“Intak move your hand it’s in my ear for gods sake” you said not moving since he will take that blanket instead of moving his hand “mmmmhmm” he said and never moved his hand.

Soul

Messy gamer room not like gamer but like Ps5 games or Xbox idk.Has like multiple random anime figures on his self.But the good side is he’s the only normal sleeper both can use the blanket and even like cuddle and shit.He has a poster of himself on the ceiling.

“It smells like totally shit in here soul” you said plugging your nose “Sorry old food also look who I got!!” Soul showing you a anime girl you don’t know “Cool”

Jongseob

Basic teenager boy room like messy bed random posters on the wall a desk just there and a big as tv on the ground…like wtf.The fan is one 24/7 even when it’s cold outside he can’t sleepy with out it.Clothes are on the bed for some reason don’t even ask him.

“It’s cold in here seob I’m turning this off” slowly getting out of the bed you guys share.

“Whatever…Meanie” watching YouTube

[run2seob]

txt with a mexican s/o

p: ot5 txt x mexican!reader g: fluff, bullet pointed head cannons w: written in spanglish notes — no soy mexicana , así q corríjame porfa ㅠㅠ request :: masterlist

SOOBIN

este conejito-

take him to the zoo y mira lo q hace: go straight to the bunnies

he's in his habitat jajaj

it would be so fun

peroo...

después de eso solo lo llamas conejito y no tiene ni idea

"conejito ven aquí!" cuando quiero un besito

or if you're tired y deprived of cuddles "conejitoo~"

you say it todos los días pero él todavía no sabe lo que significa

cuando el te preguntas, you'll be so surprised.. jaw para abajo y todo

"you didn't know..?"

"no :(" con la expression adorable

how could you not be absolutely in love cuando se ve así?

"conejito es un bunny" and you boop his nose afterwards

q lindo T0T

YEONJUN

he's so excited to meet your parents ><

you've been dating paraa... 2 años?

where it's not pushing "ey cásate conmigo" but you're still clingy and in love como las telenovelas

cuando llegues, he'll be smiling so wide :(

como el modismo "smiling ear to ear", he's doing just that

his teeth are shining through and it's so cutee

as soon as you step inside, your parents are attached to him

"ah sir-" "llámame papi" (o papa)

ai he's so happy afterwards, *especially* when the food comes out

ojalá q he doesn't get a stomachache from cuantos tamales que comio

he's smiling the entire time 😭😭

su amorcito

BEOMGYU

un mexicano at heart

si pones en un cuarto mid festival he'll fit right in

y sii, el no sabes NI español (save: hola y si)

pero if the times he's repeatedly yelling "sii!" whenever he's happy doesn't say enough that's he's trying

(or maybe that the chaos is so loud that even beomgyu puedes entenderlo)

then the fact that he's talking to your little cousins should prove it

"vas a casarte con yn?" (and yeah it's nosy.. but i mean can you blame them for asking? you two look way too cute together with your hand guiding him everywhere and smile being one he can easily find)

"i hope so."

TAEHYUN

he's always using pet names on you i'm heavy on thiss

"mi alma, what's wrong?" whenever you're crying

and he says it with such a soft tone q te recuerda a casa

his hands would come up to cup your cheeks softly, moving away your worries and your tears in one movement

he wouldn't kiss you just yet, as he wants permission

but you can see in his eyes, even without his lips against your face or lips how much he loves you

"mi amor.. you can tell me anything"

HE'S SO SWEET WITH IT (get me someone like taehyun if you can. please.

truly someone to court you just with two words. or one.

el es un magician

KAI

kai y amor joven >>>

lt's say you met… middle school? older or younger no se, es tu imaginación 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

anYWAYS

everybody is opening clubs in whatever year it is he's walking around with his overalls, his hair bouncing in each step because he's just so excited to promote robotics club

pero nadien really focuses on robotics… but he loves it a lot

y tu también, and when two people are the only two in a club.. 😻

jaja pero let's just say that the language barrier messed you up a lott so you only talked through code and making each other things through code

un corazón, por ejemple

y cuando you got separated and met again YEARSS later

you can finally show him the heart you never got to show him before and grow your budding love again

notes — i'm not sure if i'll make a full english vers. but lmk ^^

[sunooqvrlsx]

⋆⁺₊❅⋆ 𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝑪𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒔⁺₊❆⋆

boyfriend! Niki x female reader

Warnings: kissing, Niki burning the the kitchen down (a daily occurrence), crack, back hugs/ cuddling, overall fluffy shit

A/N: @jinsouls-scalp gave me the idea of baking and Niki just burning the kitchen down😭 She also made the fake texts for me <3 I didn't really know how to write this, so it's a small fic

You and Niki have been together for about 2 years now, and you were known as sweetest couple when you were in high school. Now how you got together...is something you would expect from a cheesy romantic movie.

it was during a game of truth and dare at your school camp, ironic right? You and Niki were both crushing on each other for quite a long time, but neither of you had the guts to confess, scared of rejection. Your best friend Sunoo, also friends with Niki, knew about the hopeless situation you were both in. So when the bottle landed on Niki, you didn't miss the mischievous grin painting Sunoo's face.

"Niki, truth or dare?" he tilted his head and had that cute pout on his lips that led to every one believing that Sunoo was the most innocent boy they've ever met, but you could see right past his façade. You rolled your eyes, waiting for what was to come. "hmm...dare?" Niki also knew Sunoo long enough to know when he was up to no good.

Sunoo clasped his hand together and smirked. "i want you...to kiss your crush." As soon as he said this, you felt your heart fall a bit, because you knew that Niki didn't like you. Well, you thought you knew. Your eyes went wide when you saw Niki approaching you with hesitant steps. And you swore that you felt your heart completely stop when he bent down to your level and pressed his plush lips to your, leaving a quick peck before bolting to his tent and hiding in his sleeping bag.

Although you were still nervous, you decided to confess to him anyways. you quietly went up to the entrance of his tent, contemplating whether this was a good idea or not, but it was to late to go back now. "hey Niki?" you said in a small voice, hoping not to scare the boy. You heard some shuffling inside the tent with the tent entrance opened to reveal a blushing Niki. "Y-Y/N?" His eyes went wide, "W-what are you doing here?". You took a deep breath before looking at him in the eyes. "I wanted to make sure that you were okay." The warm smile that settled on your lips was enough to melt his heart.

It wasn't until a hand waved in front of his face that he realized that he was staring. "Oh um- sorry," Niki turned away, his face getting redder. "And um...yeah I'm good." "You sure?" He stood up, facing you with a confident gaze. "There's something that I want to tell, actually, I wanted to tell you this for a while now" You looked at him with wide eyes as Niki stepped closer and closer until he was face to face with you. "What is it?" You asked. He took a deep breath before speaking again. "I like you y/n, I really like you" You felt your cheeks heating up as you responded. "I like you too"

24/12/2024 8:27 AM

Blah blah blah the rest is history. Now two years later with Christmas around the corner, you were panicking. Panicking because you didn't put up the tree, or decorate the house, let alone go gift shopping. Just as you were pacing your kitchen the you heard the door bell ring, your head snapping towards it as the chewed skin on your fingers finally left your teeth. You walked towards the door and looked through the peephole to see another eye staring back at you. You giggled softly before opening the door to Niki bending down, his face where the peephole should have been. He looks up with a grin and throws himself onto you, staggering forward as you struggle to accommodate his weight. "Get off me before I break my back" You yelped. He chuckled before looking down at you "Not my fault you're so short", which earned him a punch in the arm. You sat down on the couch and turned towards him, an idea popping in your head. "We, good sir, are going to make brownies today" You pointed at him. He looked at you with a smile "Ok but I'm not doing the baking" "No i meant like go to your house and you bake your own brownies and I bake mine then you come over and we eat them together." His eyebrows rise as he looks at you. "And what if I burn my house down?" You cross your arms as you look back at him. "Then you deal with the consequences."

You chuckled, looking at the attempt of brownies that Riki made. before typing back a response.

You quickly cleaned up the kitchen, wiping down the counter so it's clear of flour, putting away the sugar and chocolate, before sitting down on the couch, counting down the seconds before his arrival. 5 minutes after you heard the door bell ring for the second time that day. You skipped over, threw the door open, and bounded into his arms, like he did earlier on. Giggling in his embrace you lead him to the couch, a Christmas movie playing on the tv while you two settled down and ate the brownies you made earlier. Niki grinned as he bit into the dessert, "I'm stealing these." You rolled your eyes, shuffling closer to him, if that was even possible. "Leave at least one for me"

Time skip ;4 hours later

8:26 pm (I didn't know what else to write😭)

You were lying in bed, wearing matching pyjamas you saw the other day, your head resting on Niki's chest. You slowly but surely drifted to sleep while listening to the steady rhythm of his heart beating. When he was sure you were asleep, he tucked the hair that fell on your face behind yours ears before craning his neck to his lips were next to your ears.

"Merry Christmas Y/N, I love you"

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE RACNIXJCMHN U Feliz Navidad Feliz Navidad I can feel the evil coming but Felix never bad

<3

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my goodness u made me think abt bimbo reader.. like 😭. and kind of expanding on the serial murderer at her college (??) let’s say he’s like one of the extremely skilled ones gets away and can cover himself up. so ofc spencer is like “nah uh u can’t stay at the college” so he invites her to his home (for the first time btw) so she can stay there and when she goes in his room she’s baffled like … it’s so dull so she glams it up and usually spencer would be like “wtf??” but he’s her and he’s madly in love he doesn’t think twice and he actually keeps a few things once they find the killer. **i hope this makes sense**

NO BECAUSE IF THE KILLER DOES NOT GET CAUGHT, SPENCER WOULD LITERALLY NEVER LET HER OUT OF HIS SIGHT!! 🥺😭😭 HE WILL GLUE HER TO HIS HIP,,, KNOWING HER TENDENCY TO GET DISTRACTED!!

No doubt, he's always going to be in a constant state of anxiety every single waking moment that the killer is on the loose!! so he literally arranges for u to take school remotely (ur his smol airheaded bb so no need to ask u!!🥺🥺💖💖)

Ur kept in his nice cushy apartment, but ofc you have to make his whole place shimmer! plain curtains? no sir, it's going to be floral and pastel! books for decoration? no!! you're going to get pretty flowers and porcelain figurines. And ofcourse, you don't leave anywhere with your gang of little friends, aka stuff toys, so he's cuddled with you and your children. ((You make them call him daddy✨✨))

You made his whole room so girly and pink, he's afraid if the others find out, he's going to be the butt of the joke— but can he actually resist your fluttering eyes and plush pout? he's a goner with just a well timed kiss on his stubble and pretty face!!

he keeps some of your toys and a quarter of your wardrobe with him✨✨💖💖(and maybe your underwear.. ☁️☁️☁️))