#Ready To Eat Food Market Share

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Ready-To-Eat Food Market Analysis, Key Trends, Growth Opportunities, Challenges and Key Players by 2032 

Ready-To-Eat Food Market Size Was Valued at USD 185.98 Billion in 2023 and is Projected to Reach USD 410.65 Billion by 2032, Growing at a CAGR of 9.2% From 2024-2032

Food that has been fully prepared and doesn't need to be cooked or prepared further before eating is referred to as ready-to-eat. In order to retain freshness and increase shelf life, these items are usually packaged and preserved using techniques like canning, freezing, or vacuum sealing. RTE meals provide quick and simple meal options that can be consumed at home or on the road with little effort, making them handy for customers. They cover an extensive variety of goods, such as meals, snacks, and drinks, and come in packed, canned, frozen, and chilled varieties.

Food that has been fully prepared and needs little to no more cooking or preparation before eating is referred to as ready-to-eat food. For those who are too busy, working professionals, students, or travelers to make meals from scratch, it provides convenience to users who would not have the time or means to do so. In addition, RTE foods are utilized in the food service sector, workplace and institutional catering, disaster preparedness, and on-the-go snacking. Since they can typically be kept at room temperature without freezing or refrigeration, they are useful for long-term storage in emergency food supplies, military rations, camping equipment, and humanitarian aid initiatives.

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Leading players involved in the Ready-To-Eat Food Market include:

Conagra Brands, Inc. (US), General Mills, Inc. (US), The Kraft Heinz Company (US), Kellogg Company (US), Campbell Soup Company (US), Hormel Foods Corporation (US), Tyson Foods, Inc. (US), PepsiCo, Inc. (US), The Hershey Company (US), Mars, Incorporated (US)

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Segmentation of Ready-To-Eat Food Market:

By Type

Breakfast

Soups

Snacks

Meals

Baked Goods

Meat

Salads, and Others

By Packaging Type

Cups

Containers

Retort

By Distribution Channel

Hypermarkets/Supermarkets

Convenience Stores

Online Retail Stores

Market Segment by Regions: -

North America (US, Canada, Mexico)

Eastern Europe (Bulgaria, The Czech Republic, Hungary, Poland, Romania, Rest of Eastern Europe)

Western Europe (Germany, UK, France, Netherlands, Italy, Russia, Spain, Rest of Western Europe)

Asia Pacific (China, India, Japan, South Korea, Malaysia, Thailand, Vietnam, The Philippines, Australia, New Zealand, Rest of APAC)

Middle East & Africa (Turkey, Bahrain, Kuwait, Saudi Arabia, Qatar, UAE, Israel, South Africa)

South America (Brazil, Argentina, Rest of SA)

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Market Study: It includes key market segments, key manufacturers covered, product range offered in the years considered, Global Ready-To-Eat Food Market, and research objectives. It also covers segmentation study provided in the report based on product type and application.

Market Executive Summary: This section highlights key studies, market growth rates, competitive landscape, market drivers, trends, and issues in addition to macro indicators.

Market Production by Region: The report provides data related to imports and exports, revenue, production and key players of all the studied regional markets are covered in this section.

Ready-To-Eat Food Market Profiles of Top Key Competitors: Analysis of each profiled Roll Hardness Tester market player is detailed in this section. This segment also provides SWOT analysis of individual players, products, production, value, capacity, and other important factors.

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Hey could you maybe write sister leclerc in Mexico and Alex taking her to her favorite places

Enjoy reading and send some requests!!!

-xoxo babygirl 💕

One day in Mexico

The sun was warm as it kissed the cobblestone streets of Mexico City, and Alexandra took a deep breath, soaking in the vibrant energy that surrounded her. She glanced over at Yn, who was looking around with wide eyes, her face full of excitement and curiosity. Alexandra couldn’t help but smile—she’d been waiting for this moment ever since she and Charles had invited Yn to join them for the Mexico GP.

"Ready, Yn?" Alexandra asked, nudging her lightly.

"Yes!" Yn's voice bubbled with excitement, her eyes glimmering. "Where are we going first?"

"First stop: the markets," Alexandra said, winking. "I want to show you the real Mexico City."

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As they walked through the buzzing local market, Alexandra took the lead, navigating the stalls packed with colorful textiles, handmade jewelry, and fresh produce. Yn gasped, stopping to look at a stall filled with woven blankets in bright reds, blues, and yellows.

"This is amazing, Alex! It’s so vibrant here," Yn said, eyes wide as she took in the colors and scents surrounding her.

Alexandra chuckled, noticing how Yn was captivated by everything she saw. "I told you! The markets here are just incredible. And trust me, it’s even better when you try the food." She leaned closer, lowering her voice to a whisper. "Want to try some authentic street tacos?"

Yn grinned. "Lead the way!"

They made their way to a small taco stand, where the delicious aroma of fresh tortillas filled the air. Alexandra ordered two tacos each, explaining the toppings and sauces to Yn, who eagerly took her first bite.

"Oh my God, Alex," Yn said, her eyes widening with delight as she savored the flavors. "This is the best thing I’ve ever tasted!"

Alexandra laughed. "Welcome to Mexico, where the food is life-changing." As Yn continued eating, Alexandra snapped a candid photo of her, capturing her joy. Yn didn’t notice, too absorbed in her taco.

After they finished their food, Alexandra took Yn to a jewelry stall. Yn was drawn to a delicate silver bracelet with tiny turquoise stones embedded in it.

"Try it on," Alexandra encouraged, reaching out to help Yn clasp it around her wrist.

Yn looked down, admiring it with a shy smile. "It’s so beautiful. I think Charles would love to see this."

"Oh, don’t worry," Alexandra said, smirking as she snapped another photo of Yn admiring the bracelet. "I’m making sure he gets all the highlights from today."

Yn blushed, laughing. "Are you secretly photographing me, Alex?"

"Maybe." Alexandra winked. "Can’t help it—you look too cute."

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Their next stop was the Frida Kahlo Museum. As they stepped inside, Yn’s eyes sparkled with wonder. She walked slowly, taking in the vibrant colors and personal artifacts that filled Frida’s old home. Alexandra watched her closely, pleased to see Yn so enchanted.

“Frida was such an icon,” Alexandra whispered as they stood before one of her famous self-portraits. “She lived fiercely, even when things got tough.”

Yn nodded, looking thoughtful. “I think I get it now. She put so much of herself into her work… It’s like she was sharing her soul.”

Alexandra put a hand on Yn's shoulder, smiling softly. “Exactly. Just like you—you have that same spirit, Yn.”

Yn blushed, her cheeks a soft pink. “Thanks, Alex. That really means a lot.”

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Later that afternoon, they wandered over to a small plaza filled with mariachi music and laughter. Yn was taking it all in, her face lit up with delight as she watched couples dancing and vendors selling colorful souvenirs. Alexandra was trying to snap another picture of her when a young man approached them, clearly intrigued by Yn.

“Hola, señorita,” he said smoothly, giving Yn a charming smile. “You look as beautiful as a sunset in the Mexican sky. Are you visiting?”

Yn’s face turned an even deeper shade of pink, and she stammered, “Uh, yes… Just for a few days.”

Alexandra stepped back, hiding a grin as she watched Yn struggle to respond to the young man’s flirtation. She crossed her arms, staying close but allowing Yn to have the moment.

“You must let me show you around then,” the young man continued, his smile never wavering. “There’s so much to see, and someone like you deserves the best tour.”

Yn bit her lip, looking flustered but flattered. “Oh, thank you. That’s… very kind of you.”

Alexandra finally stepped forward, placing a gentle but protective hand on Yn’s shoulder. “Sorry to interrupt,” she said, giving the young man a polite smile, “but we’ve got a busy day ahead of us. Maybe some other time?”

The young man nodded, looking slightly disappointed but respectful. “Of course. Enjoy your visit, señorita.”

Yn turned to Alexandra as soon as he walked away, her face still red. “Alex! I had no idea what to say! I’ve never been flirted with like that.”

Alexandra burst out laughing, pulling Yn into a quick hug. “You handled it well! But don’t worry—I had your back the whole time.” She pulled out her phone, flashing Yn a series of photos. “Look at you, totally flustered and adorable!”

Yn gasped. “You took pictures of that?!”

“Of course!” Alexandra grinned. “I have to send these to Charles. He’ll love them.”

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As the day wound down, they found a quiet café and sat down to enjoy some churros and hot chocolate. Yn sighed, looking out over the city with a contented smile.

“Today was incredible, Alex. Thank you so much,” she said, reaching over to squeeze Alexandra’s hand. “I feel like I got to see the real Mexico.”

“Anything for you, Yn,” Alexandra replied softly, squeezing her hand back. “We're sisters now, and I’ll always look out for you.” She took one last photo of Yn, who was smiling as the warm sunset cast a golden glow on her face.

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That evening, back at the hotel, Alexandra and Yn found Charles in the lobby, waiting for them with an eager smile. He stood up, pulling Yn into a hug.

“Did you have a good day with Alex?” he asked, his eyes soft with affection.

“The best day,” Yn replied, smiling up at him.

Alexandra beamed, pulling out her phone. “You have no idea, Charles. I took so many photos of your sister today—look.” She handed him the phone, scrolling through the images of Yn laughing, eating, admiring the bracelet, and even looking flustered after the guy flirted with her.

Charles looked up, an amused smile playing on his lips. “You really captured everything.”

“Oh, yes,” Alexandra said proudly, leaning her head on Yn’s shoulder. “Yn’s my baby now too.”

Yn laughed, rolling her eyes. “You’re embarrassing me!”

Charles chuckled but paused when he saw the picture of the guy talking to Yn. “Wait…who’s that?”

Yn and Alexandra exchanged a glance, both trying to stifle their laughter.

“Oh, that’s just a guy who flirted with Yn,” Alexandra said casually, unable to hide her amusement.

Charles’s eyes widened, his face shifting into a look of pure, older-brother protectiveness. “What?! Someone flirted with you?!”

Yn giggled, nudging him playfully. “Relax, Charles! Alexandra was there the whole time.”

Alexandra smirked, giving him a reassuring pat on the arm. “I kept her safe, don’t worry.”

Charles shook his head, exasperated but laughing as he pulled them both into a hug. “You two are going to drive me crazy.”

Yn looked at Alexandra, both of them grinning, as Charles sighed dramatically.

“Totally worth it, though,” Alexandra whispered, giving Yn a wink.

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Limited Time Menu

Mostro Lounge is moderately busy on most days, mostly due to Azul's marketing and the like. But for tonight, the Lounge was PACKED. Waiters were running too and fro around the dinning room, taking orders and serving food to customers. The infamous first years sat at a booth as they took in the atmosphere.

"Damn, it took forever to get a seat." Ace grumbled. "What's going on today?"

"I heard Azul was running a new limited time menu." Jack responded. "Maybe that's why everyone's piling in here."

"Hmph." Sebek crossed his arms. "What would be so important to bring the student body here?"

"I mean..." Deuce started. "We're here."

Epel chimed. "Yeah, but, we're not here for the promotion and Ortho's here because he wants to hang out. Grim is also a give in."

"Mm-hmm!" Ortho nodded and smiled.

"It's too noisy." Grim huffed. "And Henchhuman said she had stuff to do for the next week."

"Hi, Freshies!" They turned their attention to Ruggie. "Here's the menus! Now, what can I get you started on?"

Jack answered "Water's just fine. Right, guys?" They nodded.

"Sure, sure." Ruggie wrote it down. "And we got a limited time menu going on, only available for the next three days."

"What's the best thing?" Ace asks.

"Honestly? All of it." Ruggie sighs. "We ran out of four things today, so you better get it while it's going."

"Thanks, Ruggie-senpai."

The hyena beastman nodded and left, leaving the first years to look over the menu.

"There's six things on here. Ruggie made it seem like it was a lot." Ace frowns.

"It all sounds good though." Deuce mutters as he looks at the menu. "The Chicken-fried Steak sounds good."

"So do the Biscuits and Gravy." Epel hums as he imagines the food.

"I'm interested in the Jambalaya." Sebek voices.

"Chicken and Waffles?" Ace raises an eyebrow. "I'll guess I'll go for it."

"I wonder what a Shrimp Po' Boy is..." Jack reads the ingredients.

"Gimme those Smothered Pork Chops!" Grim licked his lips.

"Here's your water." Ruggie set it down. " I think I heard Grim yelling out an order." He pulled out his pad. "So, we're ready?"

As each boy gave their order and Ruggie departed to fill in the order, Mostro continued to fill with new customers and those who left sang praises of the menu. A couple of minutes later and their food was out, piping hot and smelling good.

"That smells so good, holy shit." Ace eyed his food.

The others nodded and Ruggie bid them farewell. They took their first bite and an explosion of flavor filled their mouths.

"No way..." Deuce tore into the chicken fried steak. "How is this so good?"

"I want a second helping!" Epel was roughly halfway thought his meal.

"Who knew this food combination would be so good?" Jack took another bite of his sandwich.

Sebek was silent as he nearly finished off his plate. Grim was happily eating, shoving the pork chops in his mouth. By the time Ruggie returned, they had finished as they all looked full and content.

"Thank you for choosing Mostro Lounge tonight!" The hyena beastman took the payment. "We hope you choosing us again!"

As closing time neared, eventually the dining room cleared and the Lounge closed. In the kitchen, Azul addressed the staff with a smile on his face.

"Today was an extremely busy night!" He clapped his hands. "And I'm glad everyone continued to work hard! A round of applause for everyone!" He waited as their cheers settled down. "And thank Yuu-san for allowing us to borrow some of her time!"

Yuu gave a tired smile as she leaned against one of the pillars and cheers filled the room. Afterwards, the dorm members went to bed and Yuu bid the trio goodnight as she left.

"I'm gonna go pass out." She gave a kiss to Floyd's check as she departed. "Night."

"You're in a good mood, Azul. I'm assuming profits were good tonight?" Jade asked once the door closed.

Azul hummed. "Yes! Fantastically so! There was a 65% increase!"

Jade nodded. "And what of you, Floyd? I saw you back to back with Miss Yuu in the kitchen. Since she refuses to share her family recipes with us, surely you know them?"

Azul turned to Floyd with rapt attention. "Oh? Do tell, Floyd."

Floyd shook his head and leaned back in his chair. "Nah. I promised Shirmpy that I wouldn't tell ya anythin'." He yawned. "And I value that promise more than I value anythin' else."

The octopus merman deflated as Jade chuckled. The perks of being the best friend and boyfriend to one amazing chef. Floyd closed his eyes and smiled.

"But~ Her food was so good. She let me try everythin'~"

"Don't tell me that!"

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❛DON'T FUCK YOUR ROOMMATE❜ (h. renjun)

p. roommate!renjun x fem!reader w. 1.6k

warnings? kitchen sex , unprotected sex , pinning , masturbation , dirty talk ,

— 𖦹 ( you really shouldn't fuck your roomate , but he's making really hard ) !

"ow!" you hissed the butter from the pot , popping up , hitting your exposed skin. "stupid fucking butter." you cursed ,grabbing the pancake mix that you had already made , pouring it into the box.

normally you'd sleep in until about 12 on your day off , but you felt compelled to get up and be productive , so you decided to make breakfast for you and your roommate , who was still in his room sleeping.

you and renjun had came in contact with each other when your bestfriend told you he was looking for a roommate to help with the bills , and you were desperately trying to move out of your parents house. he was clean and he didn't ask for much , and all honesty you probably would've even if he was dirty and asked you to do everything — you were that desperate.

he was also nice , when he came home from work — which you weren't sure what he did , but you didn't question it , he'd bring you food , and he let you shower first so you'd get enough hot water , and he was overall a good person.

"maybe i should go wake him." you said , turning around , yelping in shock that he was standing in front of you , too close to be exact , his nose brushing up against him. "good morning princess."

one thing he did that you didn't necessarily hate , but it also didn't help your heart — he was flirty , not even a little , like to the point where he'd leave you breathless in some situations with the things he said. "are you cooking me breakfast?" you nodded. "f-for both of us."

you turned around , which didn't make it better because his frontside was now pressed against your backside , his morning wood pressed up against your ass , and you knew he was aware of it , you could see he's smirk out the corner of your eye.

"so sweet of you princess." he rested his chin on your shoulder blade — to anyone this would look like a couple sharing a sweet moment in the morning. "maybe i should give you a reward for being so good to me." but you and him weren't even dating , you haven't even hooked up.

he chuckled pulling away from you. "jesus (name) , you always get so flustered , im just joking." he sat down in the chair , while you gathered all the thoughts , taking the last pancake out , putting it on the plate.

"here." you placed in down in front of him. "thank you love." you sat down with your food , digging into the fluffy pancakes.

you were eating silently when he spoke up. "what are you doing today?" you shrugged. "it's my day off , so probably just stay home and clean , do some grocery shopping." you finished off your food , grabbing his empty plate. "that's cute." he smiled , toying with his lip ring that he one day came home with. "you're like my own cute little housewife." jesus he was on ten today.

"w-what are you doing today?" you said putting the dishes in the sink , turning the water on. "it's my day off too , some friends are coming over , we'll probably just drink and hang out , jaemin does smoke pot so i hope that doesn't bother you." you nodded. "it's fine , i'll pick up some beers and snacks at the market."

he stood up , making his way over to you , coming up to you like before , caging you in between his body and the sink. "here." he took the sponge out if your hand. "i'll do it , as a payback for breakfast princess , how about you just go get ready for the day." he released you from his trap , laughing as he watched you scurry away.

you closed the door , feeling like you could finally breathe. "why does he keep doing this." you whined , the feeling between your legs almost unbearable as you gathered your things for your shower , including your vibrator.

"oh fuck" you bit your lip , to contain your moans , moving the vibrator against your clit. this is how you often spent your showers , having renjun around all the time and him acting like this , you often got yourself off in the shower so he wouldn't hear you. "fuck im cumming!" you whispered , your body finally calming down.

you quickly finished up your shower , stepping out , wrapping your towel around your body. "shit." you cursed , you'd left your underwear sitting on the bed. "how does one do that?" you questioned , grabbing your clothes , opening the door , ready to make a run for it , your room was just down the hall.

you were too caught up in trying to get into your room , that you bumped straight into something — more like someone. "why are you in such a rush love?"

he lowered his eyes , taking in what you were wearing , smirking. "you wearing this for me princess?" you held on to your towel , holding your vibrator behind your back so he wouldn't notice , but that just made him even more curious. "whatcha hiding princess?"

"n-nothing." you tried to move forward , but he just blocked your way. "i know you're lying." he walked closer , so you stepped back. "i-i'm not , i swear." you cluthed the tool in your hand , backing up some more , letting out a oof as you hit the wall. "you've trapped yourself princess."

he went to reach for your hand , smirking. "you can try and stop me , but that just means you're towel will fall." he grabbed your wrist. "i would love to see what's under this towel , but we both know you don't want that." he pulled your hand from behind your back. "oh?"

your face burned with embarrassment , he was gonna bring this up every single day now , you wanted to crawl into a hole and die. "i hope you had fun love." he let you go just like that , walking back to his room , you quickly finished the walk to your room.

"(name)?" you did dare turn around , scared of what he would say. "if you ever want to feel good the right way my room is right down the hall." your breath hitched. "i'm sure i can get you off way better than that stupid toy."

you quickly shut the door , quickly fanning yourself , before sitting down to get yourself ready for your day of errands.

renjun shut the door to his room , locking the door , groaning silently. "fuck." his cock straining against his pajama pants. "why'd she have to be wearing that?" he palmed himself , sighing. "fuck that's why she was taking so long?" he freed his cock from the prison of his pants , stroking himself. "oh fuck."

he imagined what you were doing in the shower , getting yourself off. he bit down on his fist , so you wouldn't hear him moaning , or so he wouldn't slip up and say your name like he'd done it before , but when you confronted him about it , he covered it up with a lie.

he squeezed the tip of his cock , his thighs shaking as white droplets spurted from his tip. "sh-shit." he sighed , cum covering his hand , he grimaced , grabbing a tissue. after discarding it , he grabbed his things , ready to do his daily routine for the day.

you heard the shower , quietly peeking out of the room , to make sure he really was in there , before grabbing your things , leaving out of the apartment.

after the emotionally draining trip to supermarket , you were finally home , putting the password to apartment door in , walking in sitting the bags down , not noticing the group of people sitting in your livingroom. "(name)?" you looked up , finally realizing.

"you're back?" renjun asked. "mmhm." you nodded picking up the bags. "do you need help?" a voice from behind you said , you turned around , facing the boy. "i'm mark." he was handsome , and helpful. "oh , thank you."

he helped you put everything away , you grabbed the beers and the snacks , making your way to the livingroom. "(name) , these are my friends i was telling you about , that's mark , jeno , jaemin and— donghyuck." the boy interjected. "but everyone calls me haechan."

"nice to meet everyone , i bought beer and snacks for you guys." you sat it on the table , opening the cand handing them out to everyone. "pretty and caring." renjun glared at the boy. "yah , lee haechan." he warned. "im just saying." you chuckled. "we're just about to watch the game." jaemin said. "you can stay watch if you want if you want."

"(name) , you staying?" renjun asked , he didn't want you to , he didn't even want them to look at you. "im sorry , not tonight." he smiled to himself. "i really just want to take a shower and take a nap." you said. "next time then." jeno said you nodded. "next time."

you turned to walk away , when renjun stopped you , surely he wouldn't do this in front of his friends. "don't take to long this time." he smirked , your eyes widened , before you scurried off to your room.

he chuckled , turning back to his friends. "you lucky fucking bastard." haechan said. "what are you talking about?" he rolled his eyes. "you're fucking her aren't you?" mark slapped his friend for his crudeness. "haechan stop."

"no im not fucking her." although he wish he was. "so you're just living with a girl that hot?" haechan kept going. "so she's single?" he took a sip of beer , sitting it back down. "cause if she's single , i need her number like now."

he didn't know why he was upset , you guys weren't dating , yet he was about to rip haechan's head off for even bringing it up. "i'll be damned if i come home to you fucking my roommate , knowing you it probably wouldn't even be in her room , more like the kitchen table." he grumbled , bitterly taking another sip of beer.

"alright everybody out." you heard renjun yell about 5 hours later. "all of you are sober enough to get home , and someone can drag haechan home , go." you heard a bunch of shuffling and whining. "(name) , bye bye!" you heard haechan slurring , making you laugh , he was seriously a character. "shut up and go."

you waiting for the door to close , making your way out of the room. "he's funny." he closed the door , sighing. "yeah , you say that now , you try know him for 7 years , that will change." you smiled , looking at the mess they left. "i'm sorry , i'll clean it."

"it's fine , i don't mind." you began to pick up all the can , taking them to the sink to wash them out so you can trash them. "so helpful." he said coming up behind you. "so pretty." he whispered , close enough to smell the beer he was drinking.

"re-renjun." you stuttered , the cold metal of his lip ring against your neck. "don't fight it love , you knew it was bound to happen soon." you sighed as he left little kisses down your neck , his hands roaming around your body. "i didn't forget about earlier." he darkly chuckled.

he lifted up to the shirt you were wearing , sneaking his hands into your sleep shorts. "did it feel good?" he rubbed your clit through your panties. "were you thinking about what happened during breakfast?"

you whimpered , you definitely shouldn't be doing this with him. "answer me love." he pressed down on your bud. "did you make yourself cum to the thought of me fucking you against the kitchen sink." you nodded , moaning. "fu-fuck renjun yes , please , i need more."

he pulled your panties to the side , stuffing you full of his fingers. "shit." you moaned as he thrusted his fingers in and of your hole. "f-feels so good." he hummed. "yeah?" flicking your clit. "told you i could make you feel so much better than that vibrator."

it felt so wrong , but at the same time so right , he was so skilled with his fingers , he had you cumming in no time , but you still wanted more. "fuck renjun , pl-please , need you to fuck me."

he pulled your short and underwear down , along with his pants , freeing his cock from his underwear , bending you over the sink "such a pretty little cunt." he rubbed himself against your folds. "can't wait to fill it with my seed." he pushed himself inside you. "fu-fuck such a tight cunt." he wasted no time , thrusting into your hole. "renjun!"

he was rough , but you liked it , panting in your ear. "so many times i thought about fucking you." he groaned. "jerking off to the thought of -fuck- you screaming my name."

you were gripping the sink , his name and a mixture of curse words flowing out of your mouth like a waterfall , your roommate was truly fucking you dumb. "you're mine now." he grunted , hitting that spot. "only i get to fuck you like this , my little slut."

you moaned , clenching around his length. "fuck keep clenching and im gonna cum." you did it again. "oh fuck." he stilled his hips , cumming inside of you , triggering your orgasm. "renjun!" you let a pornographic scream as you came , a white ring forming around the base of his cock as he fucked you both through your orgasms. "im gonna pull out now baby." he kissed your shoulder , slowly pulling out , you whimpered. "good girl." he praised. "you did so good."

"i couldn't have made it obvious enough that i wanted to fuck you." you both laid in his bed. "i don't just go around pressing my morning wood on random people." you laughed. "well you'd always played it as a joke." he nodded. "guess i shouldn't do that anymore." he climbing on top of you.

"i guess if i want to fuck you i should just go for it then huh?"

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Luffy had been in your families restaurant with his crew, all of them eating and enjoying themselves. As a part of the waitstaff you made your rounds- Stopping when a customer was being rather mean to one of your peers.

"Excuse me what seems to be the problem?" You ask sharply, Pulling the crying waitress behind you.

"Problem!? That stupid fucking waitress told me that you can't do the simplest thing of switch out the baked potato with shrimp!?" The man yelled angrily. Your face twitching at his screaming-

"No we don't, Plates come as is- If you got a problem with it you can leave" You say calmly, ready to just have him escorted out till he smacked you across your cheeks.

"Go Get me your Ma UGGHHH!!" You punched hum right in his fat stomach in an instant, watching him crash into the table of food 6ft away with a single blow. The whole Strawhat crew sewing this and was blown away by the force on one punch!

Luffy smiled brightly at this- You were just what he needed on his crew. Those punches he knew could be devastating and needed on a ship. Waving you over with a grin.

"You're a wonderful Fighter! Wanna be apart of my Crew?"

Sanji

Sanji had taken one hell of a liking to you- You didn't know if it was because he was a natural flirt or possibly just that you had a charm to you- But quickly it was lime two partners in crime.

As Partners in crime you two would shop together the most and pick out what the menu would be.

"We should do the Curry tonight and the seafood pasta tomorrow since we will be closed to Shrimp Bay tommorow" You argue with Sanji who laughs you off with a wave. Insisting he knew better of what to make.

As you two walked tou saw a women who looked at the two of you in disgust and sneered specifically at you. Ignoring the look you wanted to just walk past. However she intentially shouldered you rather hard and You heard it- as the Snooty women passed you by.

"(Insert Slur)"

Before you whipped around like a rocket and punched her square in the jaw sending her stumbling to the side with a past and shriek. Sanji staring in shock at this as he saw how hard that punch was-

Sanji knew then, He had to either Date you or pray you find his flirting funny cause he could not take that level of ass whooping.

"You know what- We can make that Curry like you want"

Zoro

You and Zoro have become rather friendly since you joined the crew- he had warmed up to you faster than others had mainly due to how kind you were and open.

The crew had stopped on a small island to restock supplies, you and Zoro going together to get some toiletries and to keep Zoro from getting lost again-

As you two were walking holding the supplies needed for the ship and talking, when you felt it. A quick and hard slap to your left ass cheek which almost made you drop your supplies, turning around quick you saw a women and her friends laughing as they passed by- Clearly having been the ones who had done so.

"(Y/N)? What was tha-" Zoro tried to ask before his eyes widened as you proceeded to punch the girl square in the nose- Her screaming out loudly as you wooped her ass right there in the Market for all to see. Zoro just watching with what can only be described as a amazed look on his face. When you returned he smirked.

"That was one hell of a punch"

Buggy

You and him are sitting at a bar together on a date, You two had been dating for a short time but it was amazing to say the least.

Sharing drinks and nice conversation. Flirting back and forth with each other it had been a lovely time to say the least- That was till a drunk came stumbling towards you two.

"Man what's with the tomato on your nose!! Ha!!"

"Does it glow if you touch it? Is it real? Hahaha"

He started to laugh at his own jokes as Buggy eyes darkened.

Buggy face twist up in anger at hearing this, ready to rip apart the man himself- However his train of thought is stopped as you stood up suddently and gave the hardest right hook he had seen in his life.

You proceeded to quite literally beat the drunkards face black and blue right there in the bar and drag him outside like he was trash- Your face twisted up in anger and blood splashed with blood.

His eyes sparkled at such a sight- He knew right then and there. Not only was he just a tiny bit scared of you.. But he was defiently going to marry you!

Mihawk

You and Mihawk had been very well acquainted with each other for a long time. He respected you and you him-

Today was similar to all others, He had been called to this Marine Base for an unknown reason- walking together side by side you

"I still can't believe they let monsters in the Marines..." You heard a young cadet hiss to his fellow peers.

You turned sharply at hearing this looking right at the Cadet.

"Care to repeat that Cadet?" You ask sharply, the others quickly shrinking away from your gaze however the stupid cadet stood up and walked straight up towards you two.

"I said- I still can't believe they let monste-" He was cut off by the hard rear uppercut you gave him, Hearing his teeth clatter as you began to beat up the stupid Marine.

Mihawk stared with his eyebrows raised, watching you beat the dog shit out of the Marine who dared to insult him. Typically he would have cut just the ignorant man down himself however this was more amusing to him.

Once you were finished and walking back over to him he pulled out a handkerchief to clean.your hands.

"That is very impressive Darling. Come, Id hate for a mess to be on your precious form"

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POV: YOU’RE DATING CALLUM TURNER

or the one where i pretend i am Callum’s girlfriend (and also tagging @precious-little-scoundrel on this bc I GOTTA)

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tmznews Callum Turner spotted with a mystery girl! Is the new heartthrob off the market? Link in bio for everything TMZ has on his new gal.

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user23 the invasion of privacy … yikes

user12 What does it say about me if I read the article because tbh I’m curious

fan12 don’t do it, lets respect their privacy

callumupdates Don’t give TMZ any clicks. Look at the horrible quality of the photos, they obviously weren’t supposed to obtain these. Callum will share when he is ready.

yourfriendsig At least she’s pretty 😍

yourinstagram stopppp haha

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yourinstagram soft launching my man bc he’s hot and i love him ❣️ (oh yeah and tmz exposed us)

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fan12 GIRL THIS IS A HARD LAUNCH NOTHING SOFT ABOUT IT!!!!

user41 crrrryingggg omg iconic

user23 lol attention seeker

yourfriendsig It took me three years to be IG official with you, why does he get special treatment 😒

yourusername take a guess 😉

keoghan92 @tmznews you suck

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deuxmoi Spotted: Callum Turner and his girlfriend at a pub in downtown London. Looks like no more hiding for this couple. Sources tell me they’re in love and don’t care who knows it.

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fan12 wahhh they’re so cute

user23 i’m so jealous but i also ship it so hard

fan41 my friend saw them making out at a diner last week lmao she said they were eating each other not the food

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yourinstagram so proud and moved to tears ♥️ the entire cast and crew did a great job honoring these brave men

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fan12 we love a supportive gf

fan41 what a great picture fr

user23 I met y/n at the event tonight and she was the sweetest, most HILARIOUS person its easy to see why Callum is in love with her ❤️

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anthonyboyle One Direction

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user97 OMGGG they’re so hot wtf

yourinstagram more like Wrong Direction

keoghan92 you think you’re funny huh

yourinstagram Callum finds me funny 🥲

rafflaw he’s biased he’s in love with u

fan91 cryingg she’s a part of the mota fam 💍🥹

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yourinstagram hi movie star ♥️ i love you - your biggest fan

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rafflaw 💍💍💍👀

yourfriendsig @rafflaw LMAO DONT START THE RUMORS

appletv Mr & Mrs Egan spin off?

keoghan92 sappy

yourinstagram @sabrinacarpenter

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yourfriendsig good times

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user91 … the hand on her ass … making out … CALLUM TURNER I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE

yourinstagram why would you post this when you know im missing him 🥺

yourinstagram brb omw to ft him

fan23 i love the way y/n loves him she isn’t afraid to be a normal girlfriend

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yourinstagram social media making fun of me for this but if he was your man you’d get it 😌 i say that’s my baby and i’m proud ♥️♥️

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fan12 if i didn’t see my bf for a week i’d react the same way people need to mind their business

yourinstagram it was only three days but yes your point still stands 😆

yourfriendsig y/n you’re an icon

fan92 i love them so fucking much pls adopt me

yourinstagram okay! ♥️

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yourinstagram someone tell y/n not to leave her phone unlocked 🤣🤣🥳 - anthony & barry here!

edit: got my phone back. can’t bring myself to delete my boyfriend looks so cute. i guess barry and anthony look okay.

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fan23 LMAO PLS HOW DID THEY STEAL HER PHONE !!!😂😂CALLUM TAKE IT BACK!

yourinstagram he was supposed to hold it for me it didn’t fit in my clutch and he sided w the enemies 🥺

anthonyboyle New profile picture?

yourinstagram i’ll kill you

yourinstagram also i think it’s important for everyone to know @keoghan92 stuck his hand down my boyfriends pants pocket to get my phone

keoghan92 and i liked it

anthonyboyle 😂😂😂

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The End

Ahhhhhh making this was so much fun!!! Y/N is a bit shameless in her adoration for her man but that’s the point!!! I’d be the same if he was mine (I mean look at Vanessa Kirby and Dua Lipa lmao)

Marina this is for us because this man deserves our love we’d make him so happy 🙌🏼

It was supposed to be silly and funny so don’t give me shit obviously celeb relationships would be a lot more private. And for bonus fun check this out ⬇️

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Table for Two

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Pairing: Gojo Satoru x GN Reader

Word Count: 1.9k

Story Tags: Fluff, angst, mainly angst and no comfort - sorry

AN: Haven't been active, but felt like writing SOMETHING for Gojo's birthday (and late as always! at least i'm consistenly inconsistent!) Nothing special tbh lol. ok gonna crawl back into the void now byeeeee

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVE!!!

You can’t hide the wide grin on your face as your finger taps the send button on your phone, and just before you set it down on the kitchen counter, you pick it back up and follow up with a plethora of hearts and kiss emojis.

It’s your husband’s birthday. You’d eagerly hopped out of your bed the moment your alarm went off with the reminder. And because, like most days, Satoru is busy with the weight of the world on his shoulders, he was long gone; his side of the bed already neatly made, the scent of him still barely lingering on his pillow.

But that didn’t deter you. It’s a special day, after all, and you have something special in mind. After a quick shower, you’d rushed out of the house to the local market and bought all the things needed for what you had planned for tonight. 

And now, you’ve sent your yearly birthday text that mirrors one of his own - full of love and excitement. You know it’ll make him smile to see your early morning barrage of messages to him. It’s not often that you overuse emojis and send back to back texts the way Satoru does, but sometimes you like to surprise him. He loves it when you do.

Gently, you place your phone face down in the kitchen and with your hands on your hips you take in the spread of ingredients staring back at you. Today, you’re going to do what you do every year and treat your husband to a nice homemade meal for his birthday. It’s tradition at this point, something you've done since you two began dating all those years ago, and your body moves on autopilot while you throw everything together.

You’re certain that Satoru will eat anything you put on a plate for him, but you can’t wait to see those pretty white teeth when he comes in and sees the table all set just for him.

Hours pass, and although Satoru hasn’t read or responded to your texts, you are still in high spirits. He’s busy, after all. Besides, you’re finally ready to begin cooking. It’s easy to follow this recipe - add salt here, sprinkle this spice in, stir these very specific things together and before long you find the house smells heavenly. It smells of warmth, and love, and home. Something about that feels so special to you, makes you feel good.

The timer dings, and you pull the food out of the oven and let it cool just before you plate it. You set the silverware down, dishware next, and when you get to Satoru’s side of the table, you find his blindfold folded neatly on the back of his chair. Your fingers grasp it delicately, tracing the hem smoothly. And you’re surprised to find yourself feeling overwhelmed with emotion at the sight of it.

You just love Satoru so much. You hope he knows that.

You take Satoru’s blindfold with you as you finish up with getting dinner ready, adding a bottle of wine and two glasses to the arrangement. And when it’s all done, you set the small black piece of cloth down on his side. You shake your head, fighting back the smile tugging at the corners of your lips. Peering down at the fabric like this, sitting just below the rim of the fancy china that you only pull out and dust off for special occasions, it simply looks like a napkin. Anyone could take a seat at your table and use it to wipe their mouths with it.

It’s a silly thought. One you will share with him. He’ll find it funny, you think.

You take a seat, waving your hand over the plate, wafting the scent towards you and inhaling deeply. It looks delicious, smells even better. Eagerly, you pick up your fork, not willing to wait for your companion to return to have a taste. He won’t mind. You worked hard, after all. You deserve to enjoy your efforts.

So you take a bite, humming happily when the flavors hit your taste buds. It’s as amazing as it looks, just as you thought it would be. Packed with an assortment of flavors. You can taste every herb and spice you used. Oh, yes. Satoru's really going to love this.

You twist the cap off of the bottle of wine sitting at the edge of the table and pour yourself a glass before filling the second one on the other side, though you know Satoru’s not much of a drinker. But this meal? This meal is best paired with a nice, full bodied red.

Another forkful of your dinner enters your mouth and you find your eyes rolling to the back of your head when you get another taste. You take a sip of your wine right after, groaning at the way the flavors explode, and you swear you hear your husband's chair creak with his weight over the sound of your moans.

“God, this is heavenly. Satoru, you have to try this,” you point to your plate with your fork. “Take a sip of wine after you swallow. It’s life changing.”

You hear a deep chuckle, one coming from the depths of Satoru’s chest. Followed by, “One sip…then you’ll finish the rest for me?”

And you nod, laughing to yourself because Satoru always does this. He makes you finish any alcoholic beverage you pour for him after he tries just a single drop. He hates alcohol that much.

“Okay,” you concede without much fight. “But I swear you’ll like it this time.” You know he won’t, but you try to convince him anyway, as you've always done. “It completely changes the flavor profile and- “ You take another bite of your meal, then glance up, the wide grin on your lips slowly fading when your eyes fall on nothing but empty space right in front of you.

He’s not here. Not yet, at least.

‘Not ever,’ your mind tells you, and the food in your mouth takes on a bitter taste, thick and nasty. Hard to chew, even harder to swallow. The same way you’re having trouble swallowing the fact that you’re sitting at this table alone.

Alone, the same way you woke up this morning and all the mornings before.

In silence, like you have been sitting in for the last year.

Tired, exhaustion seeping into your bones and reminding you of the weight you now carry.

Suffering, as you have been since that day.

You’re choking suddenly, and you can’t tell if it’s the food that’s lodged in your esophagus or a knot forming in your throat that has you sputtering, wheezing, coughing and gasping for air. It’s not until the first fat tear slams onto the tabletop, until your hand finds your chest and grips it so hard in an attempt to physically stop your heart from beating so fast you feel dizzy, that you realize it’s definitely not the food.

You’re crying. Worse actually. You’re having a full on meltdown at this table, sobbing uncontrollably into your dinner while your mind plays sick tricks on you. Your vision blurs, swimming behind the tears and you swear you see that familiar head of snow white hair that you spent years combing your fingers through. You see those pretty pink lips smiling softly at you the way they did any time Satoru looked at you, those unforgettably blue eyes gazing at you with all the love in the world.

These features that you love, that you dream of every night…

They're the same ones that haunt you now.

You want to reach out and touch him. You’d love nothing more than to hear him whisper “C’mere, beautiful,” and you listen, moving around the table to take a seat in his lap while he wraps his arms around your waist and nuzzles his face against your back while you laugh and finish dinner together.

You’d love nothing more than to bury your nose in his hair and inhale the scent of his ridiculously expensive shampoo that you love while he groans and pretends he doesn’t like it when you do that. 

And really, you could still smell it any time. The shampoo bottle is sitting in the shower, untouched for the last twelve months. But it’s not the same. It won’t smell like him.

You want to reach out and touch him. So you do, his form hiding just behind the blur of tears sitting along your waterline. Your hand moves forward, closer and closer to your greatest desire. And then your tears fall, and they snatch the vision of Satoru with them, leaving you reaching for nothing.

Your hand falls to the table, hitting your plate and scattering your dinner along the surface. You can’t bring yourself to care. Not when you feel like your world is crumbling around you. Not when the pain is so heavy, it feels like it’s crushing you to the point that you’re struggling to catch your breath.

One year.

It’s only been one year since Satoru left the house, and never returned. Not even a full year, actually. And you haven’t moved any closer to accepting the fact that he’s never coming back home to you.

How could you when he was taken so suddenly, so violently from you? It’s not fair.

It’s not fair that you’re stuck here, suffering, barely making it day to day while Satoru gets off easy. He longer feels anything. No more pain, no more pressures of society, no more anything. You wish you had the same luxury. You want to shut it off. Turn your mind - your emotions - off and just live again.

And yet, you’re unfortunate enough to still be here. Existing without the one you love most in the world.

You think it’s a punishment, really. Because you knew what being with a Sorcerer entailed. You knew the risks of dating a normal Sorcerer, let alone The Strongest of them all. And yet, you had the audacity to fall for him, you dared to love him deeply and fully, and you exchanged vows and promised a life - promised forever - to each other.

And now you’ve lost him, lost yourself. You’ve got half of your soul with you here, sobbing over a mess of a meal and an untouched plate two feet away…and the other half buried six feet under at the Gojo estate. You will never be whole again. And every year will be a reminder of what you’ve lost.

You reach across the table, grabbing hold of Satoru's blindfold, and you clutch it to your chest. Your tears fall freely, voice trembling when you mutter, "I can’t do this anymore,” to no one. Because there’s never anyone but you here anymore. “Satoru, I can’t do this without you.”

This time, your mind takes no mercy on you the way it did all day up until this moment. It doesn’t do you the favor of playing tricks on you, giving you hope that Satoru is still here. It doesn't ignoring all the little signs that you are alone. Because you are truly and utterly alone in this world now.

Your mind wants you to remember that.

But you still selfishly beg for that to change. “Come back to me…” you whisper, choking down the sobs that have been having their way with you for the past few minutes. “Please, Satoru…I need you…”

And again. No one answers your pleas. It’s just you in this small dining room at a table set for two. 

And only one of you will ever be seated here again.

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(I really thought this was gonna be a lot shorter than it is! I still couldn't resist the epilogue😅 Written for @wolfstarmicrofic 30th: Traitor, to add some Fluff to an angsty prompt!)

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Part Two: Label-Stuff

Remus and Sirius are in a strong, committed relationship.

They just don't know it yet.

Couple-Stuff

"Remus, it's just you and me now, there's no one else left." Mary clutches Remus' shoulders as she looks him in the eyes. "We're the last ones standing, the only ones who haven't succumbed. The others all have fallen. It's just you and me."

Lily rolls her eyes. "Dramatic much, Mary?"

Mary shakes her head disappointedly. "Alice was a lost cause ever since she laid eyes on Frank back in third grade. Then Marlene met Dorcas at the coffeeshop and we lost her pretty soon after that. Of course no one can forget the day Gideon took Emmeline away. And now the unthinkable has happened, and our very own Lily gave in to James Potter, of all people." Mary pats Remus' shoulder. "We're the last ones who are still living our best single lives, free and independent."

"Goodness, Mary," Alice sighs. "You talk like being in a relationship means your life is over. It's just the beginning of a whole new and exciting phase!"

Lily nods in agreement. "I must say, it's a lot better than I thought it would be. There are actually so many new experiences to enjoy in life as a couple!"

"Yeah," Marlene says. "Even that stupid lameass couple-stuff isn't so bad when you have someone whom you enjoy being in a stupid lameass couple with. Like going to the bloody Farmer's Market on Saturday morning and sharing one of those giant, ridiculous caramel syrup waffles."

Mary looks unimpressed. "I spend Saturday morning in my bed after partying on Friday night, because, oh yeah, I still have a life."

"I actually like the Farmer's Market," Remus disagrees. "I usually go with Sirius. He pretends he thinks it's all so lame, but who always wants to share the syrup waffle?" He chuckles fondly.

"It's not just outings either," Lily says. "Just the normal everyday stuff too, like cooking, having dinner, doing the dishes, you never have to do it alone anymore."

"Sitting on my couch in my pj's watching trash tv with a bowl of food in my lap is like the best moment of my day," Mary says. "Never eating alone anymore sounds like a literal nightmare," she shudders.

Remus shrugs. "With Sirius and I being roommates, I haven't really been doing those things alone for years."

Emmeline glances at him. "Well, yeah, I guess you can do those kinds of things with a roommate too, but as a couple, you can add sappy romance to that everyday life! Candlelit dinners, movie dates, walks on the beach, watching the sunset…"

"Why does that have to be exclusively for couples?" Remus protests. "I mean, Sirius and I both love dinner and a movie, or taking the dog to the beach and watching the sunset. We can just do those things together."

Mary gives Remus a strange look, but then focuses back on Emmeline. "I can do all those things with three different guys each week if I want to."

Emmeline shakes her head. "It's not the same as being with the one whom you know is your person."

Alice thinks for moment, trying to find the right words. "Think about it like this," she says slowly. "When you're all dolled up, in full makeup, wearing your best outfit, ready for a night of fun, yes, you can have a good time with anyone. But the best thing about being a couple is that when you feel like absolute crap and look like an absolute mess and just want to stay in bed all day, your person will also be there, taking care of you, bringing you comfort food, making you feel better."

"Sirius has a sixth sense for when I'm having a bad day," Remus says with a soft smile. "Whenever I feel down, Sirius will bring home my favourite chocolate cinnamon buns, which they only sell at a bakery on the other side of town. And he's probably the only one who can make my tea exactly as I like it. He will make sure there's always a mug with hot tea on my nightstand when I'm sick."

Alice tilts her head and studies Remus thoughtfully.

Mary arches an eyebrow looking at Remus. "I was gonna say isn't that what you've got a mum for, but apparently, you can also have a roommate for that." She shakes her head. "Anyways, I still don't think having someone to bring me tea when I'm cranky is a good enough reason to have to constantly take someone else into account, deal with jealousy and spend time with in-laws you don't like."

"But even that is suddenly not so bad anymore!" Lily argues. "I always thought that I would hate having to spend my Sundays having dinner with my in-laws, but James is taking me to his parents' house this Sunday for the first time, and I must say, I'm actually excited!"

"Oh, you should be!" Remus says enthusiastically. "Sunday dinners at the Potters' are amazing! I'll tell you, Monty's Sunday roast is to die for!"

The girls all stare at him.

Remus scratches his head awkwardly. "Sirius started taking me with him years ago." He smiles sheepishly. "He says I'm Effie and Monty's favourite by now."

Lily keeps staring at Remus as she continues. "And I'm also going to spend Christmas Day with James' family…"

"Oh," Remus immediately chimes in. "Great! Effie pulls out all stops. Sirius and I always help with-"

"Bloody hell, Remus!" Mary breaks in. "You bloody traitor!"

Remus closes his mouth and blinks at Mary in confusion.

"Here I was, thinking that you were my last ally among the couples, but it turns out that you've been in a bloody relationship with Sirius Black this whole time!"

"I'm in a… With… What?" Remus sputters. "No! Sirius and I are friends, just friends!"

"Remus," Lily says calmly, crossing her arms over her chest. "The only way your relationship with Sirius differs from a couple's, is that you're not having sex with him."

Remus' cheeks turn red and he averts his eyes.

Lily's eyes widen. "Remus John Lupin!" She gasps. "You didn't!"

Remus' face turns bright red as he stares at his hands. "It… happened. Once or twice."

Lily shakes her head. "I can't bloody believe you!"

Remus lifts his head and looks at her defiantly. "Well, can you blame me?" He says defensively. "You know what he looks like! Besides, what's the harm?" He shrugs. "We're both single, but we still both have… urges, so to speak, and we find each other physically attractive, so why not?"

"And do either of you ever sleep with anyone else?" Marlene asks seemingly casually, studying her nails.

"I'm not," Remus says. "I mean, Sirius is just objectively incredibly attractive, no one can deny that, and we have great… uhm, chemistry in the bedroom, so it really wouldn't make sense for me to go out of my way to pick up some random guy. I don't really know about Sirius, but I don't think…" Remus trails off, pausing on the idea of Sirius with someone else and feeling inexplicably nauseous, and suddenly he wants nothing more than to change the subject. "Look, this is all very personal, and none of your business!"

"And do either of you ever date anyone else?" Marlene asks undeterred.

"We're not dating!"

"Fine." Marlene rolls her eyes. "Does either of you ever date anyone?"

Remus shakes his head. "Why would we? Sirius is my best friend for a reason, I can't imagine having a better time with anyone else, and I have zero desire to spend an evening making awkward small talk with a stranger. Besides, we both aren't looking for anything. Sirius does not want to give up on his freedom, and I don't want to deal with all the expectations and accompanying anxiety that come with a relationship."

"Oh, for god's sake, I can't bloody believe it!" Lily pressed the palm of her hand to her forehead. "You and Sirius are both so bloody afraid of commitment, but you completely failed to notice you've been in a bloody committed relationship to each other for years!"

"Sirius' and mine relationship is platonic!" Remus insists. "And, well, sometimes also physical, I guess. Platonic and physical, not romantic. I mean, not that I don't love him. Of course I love him, but more in a way that we complete each other. Sirius just feels like home, he's the only one who…" Remus trails off and runs a hand through his hair. "Wait, what was I saying again?"

Mary gives him a flat look. "I believe you were explaining how you love Sirius and are physically attracted to him, he's your other half and you're safe haven, but oh, all in a purely platonic way of course."

Remus groans and hides his face in his hands. "I'm screwed, aren't I?"

"Jamie?" Lily asks hesitantly.

James hums while he's laying with his head on Lily's lap, as she runs her fingers through his hair (like she has absolutely not been itching to do since fifth grade, no, absolutely not).

"Would you…" Lily is very careful to breach the topic. James isn't exactly good at dealing with change, and she doesn't want to upset him. Remus and Sirius are his best friends, and he might not be happy with the dynamic of their group potentially changing. Besides, those boys are both like brothers to him, so what if it makes him uncomfortable if the relationship between the two of them turns out to be not-so-brotherly?

Lily braces herself. "How would you feel about Remus and Sirius potentially one day being… more than friends?"

James stills, and a moment passes with him just laying motionless with his head under her hand, as Lily holds her breath.

Then James sits up and turns to her, his eyes wide and blinking at her. "Haven't they been a couple for the past three years?"

Read Part Two here!

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Study Break

18+ || MDNI || Content Warnings: SMUT, characters aged up, established relationship, language, praise kink, thigh riding, lil bit of breeding kink, semi public sex I think that covers it all

Word Count: 1480 exactly

Sebastian Sallow x f!MC

A/N: Happy Thirsty Thursday :) This was written in one sitting and not edited at all. I read through it once before going “yeah post it”

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MC was ready for summer. Summer meant NEWTs were done and she could take a month or so off to celebrate and relax before diving headfirst into her next adventure. She had spent the last two summers under an apprenticeship with Fatima Lawang, making the trip from Feldcroft to Keenbridge every day to study and learn business from someone she truly looked up to. She would be opening a small apothecary in the hamlet she now called home. It was a wonderful location, since she knew Bernard really stuck to selling beast byproducts and plants. She wouldn’t be encroaching on his market, and she could also source ingredients from him. It was going to be, thankfully, a mutually beneficial existence.

She had moved to Feldcroft at the end of their fifth year. Sebastian had nowhere else to live over the summer months, she really had nowhere to live over that time, and neither wanted to be alone. So, when that first year had come to an end, she just followed him home. He had started courting her about halfway through that summer. She had accepted and they had practically lived together like a married couple ever since.

Before she could get to the summer and enjoy her newfound freedom with the love of her life, she had to pass the NEWTs. In order to get her apothecary license, she needed to score high in Potions and Herbology at the very least, but that wasn’t going to be enough for her. The reputation of saving the wizarding world at fifteen years old meant she was expected to do exceedingly well on all of her NEWTs, and she was determined to do so.

She had taken up residence in one of the more secluded corners of the library. It always ensured that MC wouldn’t have to share the table and she could have all of her books open and spread out. Only a select few people knew of where she hid out to study, which limited the interruptions. Except in the case of her boyfriend.

She didn’t know how long she had really been studying when Sebastian finally sat beside her. She didn’t even look up from rereading a paragraph she had already read ten times before. She still retained nothing.

“MC. Love, you missed lunch. I brought you some food.”

“Thanks Bash. I’ll eat it in a minute. I just need to understand what this page is saying.”

He set the plate down and moved the book.

“Considering it’s well past lunch and I didn’t even see you at breakfast, I think you can’t understand the page because you’re hungry. Eat and take a break.”

MC glared at him, debating whether or not it would be worth the argument since they were both the most stubborn person the other had met. That train of thought was interrupted by a rather loud growl as she was betrayed by her own stomach. She ate the food that he brought her without further complaint.

While she ate, Sebastian sat beside her and scanned over the tomes she had laid out on the table. She was paying more attention to him instead. The way that his eyebrows furrowed when he was focused on a paragraph in one of the books and the way his lips moved silently with the words. She focused on his hands as he turned the page and the way that the muscles in his exposed forearms flexed even with that small movement. She could feel herself growing hotter by the second, and it led to the realization that she and Sebastian hadn’t been intimate in nearly three weeks. It could’ve been a record, honestly. Even before he was courting her, after they took each other’s virginities that first summer in Feldcroft, they hardly went more than a couple days without going after each other. The joys of two students living with no chaperone.

“I can feel you staring holes in the side of my head, MC. Have you finished eating? Do you want me to read to you to see if that helps you understand the material better?”

The way he cared for her had also always been one of her favorite things. She had never been good at keeping herself in check, but Sebastian always did his best to make sure she didn’t overextend herself.

“I—uh it’s mostly gone. But I was thinking about something else.”

“Were you? Care to share with the class, darling?”

“I could use your help. Just in a different way.”

He looked at her curiously for a moment before it seemed he registered the look on her face and his expression grew more heated.

“Have you been thinking too much? Do you want to turn that brilliant brain off for a minute?”

His tone was condescending, and while it would normally agitate her when he spoke to her that way, this time it felt different. She nodded slowly, her eyes not leaving his own while a smirk grew on his face.

“Do you remember over the winter holiday, you told me about how one of the girls had talked about grinding on a pillow when she didn’t want to do things herself and I made you do it for me? We don’t have a pillow here, but I bet I could have you grinding on something else and feeling as good as you did that night. Come sit on my thigh, darling. We’ll see if you can ride me like you rode that pillow. Maybe you’ll make just as big a mess on me.”

As she settled in on his lap, she was grateful she had opted for a skirt instead of one of the few outfits she had with pants. The back of the skirt that draped over her boyfriend’s knee would hopefully help hide what they were doing if anyone were to stumble back and find them.

She gave an experimental roll of her hips, and she felt Sebastian’s thigh flex beneath her. MC let out a shaky exhale as she did it again. The thin fabric of her knickers and the coarse fabric of Sebastian’s quidditch pants provided the most delicious friction to her clit. Sebastian’s large hands settled on her hips beneath her skirt, the feel of his fingertips on her bare skin lighting her nerves on fire.

“Make sure you stay quiet. Don’t need anyone hearing how I’m helping you study,” his voice purred, the effect going straight to her core.

As she grew more confident, her pace picked up. Sebastian helped, tensing his thigh and slightly pushing her hips down when she rolled them to make sure that the bundle of nerves she was focused on didn’t go a second without feeling something.

“That’s it, darling. Use me. Grind that needy little cunt on my thigh.”

MC gasped softly, biting her lip as the familiar tension in her lower stomach began to build. She was able to keep her volume down, but she couldn’t keep herself from whining and whimpering completely.

“Bash. Oh gods. I-I’m~”

“Keep going, darling. I can feel how bad you need it. That pretty pussy is drooling through my trousers. You’re making such a mess for me, my good girl. Go on. Cum on my thigh. You can do it, honey.”

With his encouragement and permission, she felt herself giving into the pleasure as her orgasm hit. Her hips stuttered, but Sebastian kept her in rhythm. She registered his low moan too, her chest heaving as she started to come down from her high.

MC’s hand moved to where she assumed she’d find Sebastian’s bulge, hard and aching for the attention she wanted to give it. Instead, her hand landed on a warm, wet patch on the front of his trousers.

“Sebastian Sallow,” she spoke his name low and soft, her frazzled brain slowly putting the pieces together as she looked up at him. “You came in your pants. Untouched. Because of me?”

The boy’s freckled cheeks flooded with color as he blushed. Her normally suave boyfriend seemed embarrassed by this turn of events.

“I may have. You didn’t see yourself. Or hear yourself for that matter. I didn’t realize it was going to happen until it just…happened.”

“That is one of the hottest things you’ve ever done. If we can sneak down to the library floo flame without getting caught, we can make it to the ROR. And I can give you something else to cum in.”

He let out a dark chuckle, looking at her with blown pupils.

“You think this is a game, MC? Hmm? Merlin, I’m gonna get you so fucking pregnant.”

Her eyes widened, and she couldn’t stop the giggle that fell from her lips. She was still giddy as she pulled him down the stairs and towards the floo flame on the back wall.

Thank Merlin for study breaks.

[marketsndata]

[flufflights]

𝗠𝗲𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗰𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗺𝗮𝘀!

𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: fluff

Spending Christmas with your boyfriend (enhypen hyung line)

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Lee Heeseung:

Finally it was Christmas! This year's Christmas was special because it was the first time spending Christmas with your boyfriend.

As you and Heeseung stepped out of your cozy apartment your boyfriend took your hand, his touch warm. You looked up at him smiling. He smiled back as he gently pulled you closer.

“Are you ready for our special dinner?” he asked his voice warm.

“Absolutely! I can’t wait to see the restaurant” you replied your heart racing with excitement. As you walked hand in hand the world around you felt like a movie. Children laughed as they built snowmen and couples arm in arm.

You reached the restaurant.

“Table for two?” a waitress asked and your boyfriend nodded leading you to a table by the window.

While waiting for your food you talked and laughed about your favorite Christmas memories. He shared stories from his childhood and so did you.

After dinner you decided to walk through a nearby park.

As you walked, he pulled you close, wrapping his arms around you. “I’m so glad to be spending this Christmas with you” Hesseung said.

“Me too,” you replied.

Finally as you reached your apartment he turned to you “Merry Christmas!” he said leaning in for a sweet kiss.

“Merry Christmas!” you said smiling.

Park Jongseong:

Finally, Christmas arrived. You and Jay were in the kitchen, cooking together. Once the last dish was prepared you both carried the steaming bowls into the living room.

You sat onto the couch wrapping yourself in a soft comfy blanket. Jay sat beside you and as you began to eat you gazed out at the snow gently falling outside covering the world in a beautiful white blanket.

Jay wrapped his arm around your shoulders pulling you close. Your head rested against his shoulder feeling his warmth.

“Merry Christmas!” he said looking down at you with a smile that lit up his face.

“Merry Christmas,” you replied grinning back at him your heart swelling with joy. In that moment everything felt perfect just the two of you cozy and content, savoring the magic of the holiday together.

Sim Jaeyun:

As Christmas arrived, you decided to go for a walk in the snow with Jake and Layla. Jake noticed your cold hand and took it warming it with his own as you walked.

You passed by a cozy little café. You looked up at Jake your eyes sparkling with excitement. “Jake can we go into the café and get a hot chocolate?”

He chuckled. “Of course!” he replied holding the door open for you.

You stepped inside the warm air wrapping around you like a cozy blanket. You sat down at a small table Jake sitting across from you. You ordered a hot chocolate and he a warm cup of coffee.

As you sipped your drinks the warmth spread through you and you couldn’t help but smile. Spending Christmas with Jake felt just to perfect.

Park Sunghoon:

It was your first time spending Christmas with your boyfriend, Sunghoon your excitement grew as you both walked through the Christmas market.

As you wandered hand in hand one stand caught your eye showcasing adorable Christmas ornaments and decorations. Sunghoon noticed your gaze lingering and pulled out his wallet with a warm smile. “Which one do you like?” he asked his eyes sparkling with curiosity.

You pointed at a cute little Christmas tree. “I like this one!”

Without hesitation, he bought it for you. You turned to him to hug him tightly and to plant a soft kiss on his cheek. “I love spending Christmas with you,” you said.

“Me too” he replied while smiling.

[ddejavvu]

pairing: savage opress x reader

contents/warnings: smut, minors dni. basically free use, pleasureplanet type deal, primal sex

The crimson juice of a dathomirian fruit runs down your chin, trailing unobscured down over your right breast that's still swollen from Savage's mouth. You've long since adapted to the style of dress that suits you the best- nothing at all. When you're venturing out into the village you'll cover yourself with garments from the nearby markets, but there's no use in wearing them at home, not when Savage's claws are liable to tear them to pieces at a moment's notice.

He's watching you now, and you know that he's ready for yet another round even if he's giving grace to your feeble human body.

Things work very differently for zabraks than they do for humans. Your refractory period, especially after taking a cock as large as Savage's, is at least fiften minutes, enough for the sting to subside and the thoroughly stimulated muscles to calm down again.

His eyes track your every movement but stray to watch the juice roll down your flushed skin. You're starting to wonder if this is why he treats you to a feast of fruits and soft, creamy cheeses on toast after sex- are you merely meant to make a mess of yourself?

His thick, clawed fingers reach for the wand in the honey jar, raising it to drizzle a thin stream of golden honey over a spread of cheese on crisped bread. It's a delicacy, something you'd have seen as luxurious before you'd crash-landed on Dathomir and stayed for the rest of your life, but now it's something you're hand-fed each time you spread your legs for Savage.

He holds it up to your mouth, predictably, because he never indulges in your post-sex spread. He's quick to gather it, and to deliver it to your feeble form, but he'll never take what's yours.

You bite into it and he holds the toast steady while his other hand comes to massage over your breast, sagging slightly as you slump against the headboard of your shared bed. Your body reacts to the rough, calloused skin of his hands, and you whimper into the delicacy he's stuffing into your mouth. You swallow what you can and take in the rest, honey and cheese mingling on your tongue as your teeth grind through toast. It gives you something to do, somewhere to put your breathy moans as Savage's hands trail down your body, one leaving a trail of honey in its wake.

"Keep eating." He murmurs, his voice gruff as he positions himself between your thighs, his knees now braced on the floor of your hut. His breath is warm as he huffs it over your used cunt, his horns angled forty-five degrees towards your face.

"You need your strength." He kisses along your inner thigh, pushing the tray of food towards you with one strong arm as the other wraps around your hip, claws digging gently into your soft flesh, "But I need you. Finish the fruit." He commands, and your hips jerk involuntarily at the calculating look in his eyes as he peers at your pussy still leaking his release. He's clearly worked up again, thinking of all the ways he'll use your cunt from here on out, and he looks nothing short of intimidating, claws marking your skin, horns standing proudly around his head. He's all-too eager to press his nose into your sex, his lips brushing your slit as he speaks, "And I will finish you."

[hischierswhore]

hostile

pairing: Mason Mount x Reader

TW: cursing // asshole!mason // another warning but i cant think of the word rn

A/N: i’ve been obsessed with angst lately, so here’s this 😀

click to read part 2

You sat in the living room of the home you shared with Mason, your boyfriend of 4 years. You were awaiting his arrival, since he’d been at training all day long. Both of you had been rather busy lately, leaving you both little to no time to enjoy each other’s company & presence, so you took it upon yourself to plan out a little movie night for the pair of you.

You had gone to the market earlier in the day to buy some snacks for your movie night, as well as some wine and some ingredients to make Mason’s favorite dinner.

You had prepared some pasta for the both of you, leaving it in the microwave until he arrived. In the meantime, you decided to watch some tv, putting on some F1 highlights reel. Moments later, the front door opened, and you heard the door slam shut, causing you to jump at the sound.

“Hi, my love” You said as you lifted yourself off the couch and made your way towards your boyfriend with your arms wide open to give him a hug after having not seen him since the night prior, though it was only for a few minutes. His body physically tensed as you pulled him into your embrace, with him also turning his head so you kissed his cheek instead of his lips. You could sense that something was wrong.

“Is everything alright, Mase?” You tried to hold his hand, but he quickly moved it and brushed past you and down the hall to your shared bedroom.

All you could think was if you had done something to upset him throughout the day? You hadn’t really spoken to Mason at all today, so you couldn’t think of a reason as to why he was being so standoff-ish towards you.

You decided to not follow him and began plating both your & his dinner. Once both meals were plated and displayed on your dining table, you gave your bedroom door a soft knock.

“Mase? Uhm, dinner’s ready if you want to eat” You sounded awkward as you stood outside the door to your own bedroom before turning to walk back to the dining room.

5 minutes later, Mason came out of your bedroom and sat down in front of you. You looked up at him for a moment, noticing how he had already changed into his pajamas.

“How was training?” You asked as he silently poked at his food before turning his gaze to you.

“It was fine” He mumbled quietly, yet loud enough that you could hear and slightly understand what he had said. He sounded like he wasn’t interested in having a conversation, so you respected it and stayed quiet for the rest of your meal.

After dinner, you brought your plate to the sink to wash it. Mason walked behind you and threw his plate in the sink, causing you to jump and turn to him.

“I’m sorry, but what the hell is wrong with you today?” You snapped at him, causing Mason to stop walking and turn to face you.

“What are you on about now, Y/n?” He sighed dramatically as he leaned on the refrigerator. You stared at him in disbelief.

“You came home in a pissy mood, and now you’re taking it out on me, and for what reason? I didn’t do anything to you, at least I don’t think I did. On the off-chance that I did indeed do something, then I’m sorry Mason, but you have to tell me-”

“Oh my god, it’s not about you, Y/n. For fucks sake, not everything is” Mason’s hands covered his face as he groaned in annoyance.

“Then could you please tell me what’s going on?” You folded your arms across your chest as you leaned against the sink, waiting to hear whatever he had to say.

“I’m just stressed out because of my stupid fucking contract and now I have a fucking reoccurring injury that makes it very difficult to get back to playing on the pitch with the squad”

“Mase, I get that it’s stressful but-” He cut you off.

“No you don’t, Y/n! You don’t understand how stressful this is for me. You’re at home taking phone calls & doing Zoom meetings while I’m out making the money so we can have this” He shouted as he gestured to everything around him. Tears began to form in your eyes as he shouted at you.

You’d always been a sensitive person, crying whenever someone had raised their voice or gave you any sort of criticism. Mason was very aware of this, and always chose to peacefully talk through things rather than get into a screaming match, but today was different.

“You know what, I get it, Mason. I understand that I don’t make nearly as much money as you do. I understand that I have the luxury of working from home while your job requires you to do physical activity, but you signed up for that job. For you to even insinuate that I don’t do shit for us is entirely disrespectful of you. I work hard, Mason, I really do. You don’t ever see that because, as a result of your chosen line of work, you’re barely ever here to acknowledge it. You can be stressed out with work all you want, but that doesn’t mean you have any right to take your frustrations out on me. Hell, I’m stressed too, but you don’t see me shouting at you & dumping all of my anger onto you like a punching bag. I even went out of my way to plan a little date for us tonight, despite being completely stressed out, but honestly, I don’t even want to be near you right now. You’ve done nothing but be a royal asshole to me since you got home, and I think I deserve better than that” You had a few tears streaming down your face as you spoke. Mason stared at you in shock as you turned the running water off and pushed past him to your bedroom.

You locked the door and immediately grabbed your suitcase, packing items you would need for a few days. You heard the front door slam shut, meaning Mason had just left. You grabbed your belongings, locked the front door and left.

You decided to drive to your parent’s house, which was about 45 minutes away. The drive was filled with silent sobs and tears slowly trickling down your face.

Upon your arrival at your parent’s house, you explained what had happened between you & Mason to your mother and she let you cry on her shoulder.

“Sweet girl” She hugged you tightly as you let the tears fall freely onto her shirt, holding her as close as possible.

“Men can be complete idiots sometimes. I’m sure he’s just under a lot of pressure right now and he accidentally took it out on you. I know you mean well, honey, but maybe he just needs some space & time to himself. Do you know how many times arguments like this happened between your father & I? He’ll come crawling back to you once he realizes how stupid he was” She reassured you as she squeezed you briefly before helping you take your belongings to the guest bedroom.

She left the room shortly after, allowing you to properly settle in. You took your charger out of your bag & plugged it into the outlet before taking your phone out of your pocket and plugging it in.

When your phone had adjusted to the new lighting in the room as opposed to the darkness of your pocket, the screen lit up, revealing a plethora of notifications.

You had 8 missed calls and 37 unread text messages from Mason. You decided to turn your phone off for the remainder of your stay at your parent’s residence.

As much as you loved Mason, he was the last person you wanted to see or talk to right now. His words hurt you, and you wouldn’t be quick to accept his apology.

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[fir3ylolol]

lighting in a bottle pt. 2

pairing: Raiden x Reader

tw: vaginal sex, vaginal penetration, fingering, first time, romantic, praise, making out, afab reader, gn reader, smut, sweet smut

a/n: raiden is actually so fun 2 write i love himmmm. also, i still need 200 follower special ideas, hand them overrr. 2nd part to @redsrioters request

word count: 2.41 k

pt. 1

Ao3

Raiden was nothing if not persistent, showing up after every shift to walk you home. Sometimes he even brought Kung Lao along, who would bug you for Madam Bo’s leftovers while you were trying to clean. But it was sweet, how much he cared. So you had no trouble in continuing to go out on dates with him. First was stargazing on the way home from work. Then it was grabbing a dessert to share. Then going to the night market, going to the theater, and even being brought to a training session. Seeing lightning course through your almost-boyfriend was…interesting to say the least. Something you wanted to see again though. It isn’t until two weeks after your first date that you have a fully free day. And Raiden isn’t going to waste it, showing up at your door at 11 a.m. with a light knock.

You see him through the front window, a large basket in one hand and an equally big bag in the other. You can’t help but giggle a little, rushing to finish getting ready. You swing open the door, leaning forward to peck him on the lips. He barely has time to process it before you pull away, shutting the door. He’s got a wide smile on his face, eyes locked on you as he steps back slightly. “You ready?” He asks as you two start walking away from the village. “I wouldn’t be walking with you if I wasn’t ready,” you joke, face scrunching up slightly with sarcasm. He laughs, shoulders shaking slightly, as he manages to say, “You got me there! But I mean ‘Are you ready to spend a good day with yours truly?’ I got up early to get the food ready.” You look at him, eyebrow raised but a wide smile on your face. “How much did you pack?” He looks down at the basket, before looking up sheepishly. “Probably way too much. But I didn’t want to make something you didn’t want to eat.” You lace your arm around his, pulling him close, “How very kind of you.” He smiles widely, eyes crinkling up in the corners. He turns slightly, leading you down a beaten path that slowly angles downward. You watch as the path slowly becomes more overgrown, trees starting to grow thick above your head. You can hear a gentle trickle growing louder until you reach a rocky stream. 

There’s a large rock right at the bank, smooth and warm, soothing to the touch. Raiden spreads the blanket in his arm out on the rock, smoothing the corners down before sitting down, and starting to pull the food out to rearrange it. He pulls out container after container, warm condensation visible inside. Fragrant spices overwhelm your senses and you sit down beside him, eyes darting across everything. “Wow…this may rival Madam Bo’s cooking.” He looks up, nervously waving his hands, “Oh, don’t say that. She’s going to find out you said it and lose your job.” You scoff slightly, shuffling closer, “She can’t fire me. I’m one of the only people in the village she can stand to be around for a while.” He laughs quietly, before grabbing a bite of sauteed vegetables and holding them up to your lips. You take a bite, chewing slowly, muffled moan you savour the flavor. “Wow, you’re a really good chef. This is so good!” His smile grows again, moving to grab more for you. You put a hand up slightly, confused at his actions, “You know you don’t have to feed me, right?” He pauses slightly but continues moving again. “I know. But I made it, and I like feeding you. The way you react is cute.” Well, now you can’t resist, gladly accepting the delicious food. You look around while eating, observing how pretty it is here, and peaceful. “How did you find this place?” You break the silence once again. His eyes light up slightly as he recounts his story, “Well when we were little, Kung Lao and I were always trying to escape work and training. So we would try to find secret places, places we could play without being bothered. This was my favorite one. I was very sad when we were finally caught. But I still come here from time to time, just to clear my mind.” You smile gently at him, the thoughtful side of him is always your favorite. Suddenly, he stands, rolling his pants up to his knees and taking off his shoes. “What are you doing?” you question, leaning forward to see him better. He rushes towards the edge of the water, pausing to look over his shoulder and shouting, “Enjoying the water! You should join me!” He walks in, splashing slightly as he goes further in. You stand up, pulling your clothes out of the way to climb in, now bare feet slipping against the wet rocks below. You can’t help but giggle, the cool water and large stones slightly ticklish against your sun-warmed skin. Raiden is by your side again, arm around your waist to support you as he laughs as well. You smack his arm lightly, “Laughing at my struggles, are you?” He pulls you closer, eyes crinkling in happiness, “No, I’m laughing with you. A distinct difference.” You stare at him a few more seconds, before leaning in closer, capturing his lips in a kiss. You feel his fingers dig into your skin more, as his soft lips press against yours with passion. You’re so lost in him that you forget where you’re standing, your foot slipping against the ground. You end up pulling him in after you, a loud splash echoing through the quiet area. You sit up, gasping and soaking wet. Raiden is pushing himself up, looking towards you through his eyebrows. But it only lasts a second before he’s hysterically laughing, nearly falling back in. You lean forward to shove him slightly, which only makes him laugh more. It’s infectious, both of you laughing like madmen, sopping wet.

You both manage to walk back, clothes heavy but laughter light. It’s almost too short, as you reach your door quickly. Turning to look at him, rosy cheeks and hair still dripping, you feel something come over you, an urge, a desire begging to be given in to. You lean against the door, pausing to think before speaking again, “You know, it’s getting late. And I don’t want you getting sick because you had to go all the way home sopping wet. So…want to come in? It can just be for a bit, to dry off.” You try to cover your tracks, not wanting to push him. But his smile falters slightly as if he’s struggling to decide. You move to open the door, rambling on to cover your tracks, “You don’t have to, you know. I’m good with anything, I just figured I should offer.” You feel his hand on your shoulder, as his voice comes as almost a whisper, “I’d love to, thank you.” You feel all the nervous energy in your body dissipate, unlocking the door and ushering him in. “Please, make yourself at home. I’ll start a fire to dry us.” As you move to fill the fireplace, he puts his basket down, observing your house in awe. “I like your decorations. It’s very…you.” He says, smiling over at you from the other side of the room. You light the fire, tending to it to make sure the wood catches. He sits next to you, watching you with the same awe as before. Finally, the fire’s blazing, and you sit back next to him. He quickly wraps an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close. You can feel his body heat, warm still under the damp clothes.

He takes his free hand and cups your face, turning you to look at him. As the firelight bounces off his eyes, you melt into his touch, meeting his gaze with the same intensity. He whispers, barely audible, “You look so lovely like this, so beautiful.” He leans in, pressing his lips against you in a slow but passionate embrace. You wrap your arms around his neck, your body turning to face him more. His hand stays on your face, his other hand traveling to your waist, and he leans back to pull you into him more. It’s like he can’t handle any space between you two, lips dancing against yours slowly. He breaks away, taking a deep breath, eyes darting across your body needily. You manage to whisper out, “You know, you could probably get warmer without those wet clothes on.” His fingers tense against you, as he breathes out, “Yeah, care to help?” You move quickly, trying to peel his clothes off as he helps, only stopping when his top is off. You’re distracted by the sight in front of you, gorgeous tanned skin, with well-defined muscles and a shine from the water still on him. He chuckles lightly, lifting your chin so your eyes meet his, “Distracted much?” You turn your head away, laughing lightly, but they’re cut off, as you feel his calloused fingers through your wet clothes. He’s tugging it off, and you’re finally free from the increasingly uncomfortable clothes. It’s his turn to stare, cheeks flushing more at the sight. You lean in, meeting his eyes. “Hey…you don’t have a lot of experience with this kind of stuff, do you?” He rubs the back of his neck, looking down slightly, “That obvious, huh? I’ve just always been too busy with training and work to date.” You kiss his lips quickly, before resting your forehead against his. “Don’t worry, love. We can take it slow.” He’s tugging your pants off now, as he smiles up at you, “I’m not worried. I just can’t wait to see more of you.”

You’re kneeling in front of him, his eyes traveling across you, almost overwhelmed. You move forward, straddling his lap as he’s sat, slightly leaning back. One hand braces against the ground as the other gently traces down your hip. He looks up, breathing shaky, as he speaks out, “Can I…” hand traveling lower, in between your thighs. You nod, peppering his cheek with kisses. His shaking fingers drift over you, fingers brushing against your clit. You gasp slightly, as he stares down, pupils already blown out. Cautiously, his middle finger dips inside you, and you see his eyebrows knit as he sighs out shakily. He curls it upward, and his eyes dart up to meet yours. You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. He moans lightly into the kiss, finger speeding up slightly as your lips do. As you deepen the kiss, you can feel him growing more restless beneath you, trying to hold himself back. But you’re getting tired of waiting too, and you break the kiss again, panting as you try to catch your breath. His heavy breathing is moving you too, eyes half-lidded as he looks at you. You whisper out, voice barely audible, "I’m ready.”

His eyes grow wide again, and before you realize it, you’re on your back below him. He shuffles out of his pants, and you can practically see his heart pounding out of his chest. He pushes your legs apart with his knees, hands resting next to your head. He pauses, looking down into your eyes as he asks, “Are you sure? It’s not like I don’t believe you, I just…I want you to be sure.” Nodding, you wrap your arms around his neck and smile, whispering gently, “I’m sure, love.” Carefully, he lines himself up with you, and you feel him slowly push inside you with a hiss. He’s gentle, allowing you time to adjust. You feel his arms trembling as his face is scrunched up in concentration, trying his hardest to remain in control of himself. He rests his hips against yours as he’s fully inside, head hung down as he lets out light whines. You lift your head, kissing his lips softly as you tangle your fingers in his long hair, no longer tied up. He eagerly leans into your lips, hips starting to roll into yours. His movements are unsteady, unsure of himself, but as he watches you writhe beneath him, he grows more confident. Each sound, each moan and whine from your lips egg him on further. He can’t help but whine himself, eyes locked onto yours as he fucks into you. But it’s not a look of pure lust, it’s a look of care and tenderness, of heartfelt feelings. And he can’t hold it back anymore, shifting lower so his whole body presses into you to speak into your ear shakily, “You’re like a painting, everything about you is perfect. You’re so kind and funny, and I can’t believe I could have missed out on all of this.” He swallows hard, thrusts becoming more erratic again, as he continues to rasp to you, “You are so stunning, I’ve always thought so. I saw you and it all just clicked, everything I wanted and needed in my life. I saw it in one second.” His head is resting against the floor now, next to your head as you cling to him, gentle moans as you bounce under him. All he can get out is “I adore you,” before he cums. He tenses, body curling over yours as he whimpers out quietly, only loud enough for you to hear. He stays there on top of you, arms shaking slightly as he comes down. 

Finally, he’s able to climb off you, laying to your right. You take a minute to look at the fire, the flame is much smaller now. But it’s still warm and cozy, especially when you feel two strong arms wrap around you, pulling you close to him. As you settle into his hold, you can’t help but think about everything he said, even if it was very hard to understand at parts. Hesitating, you finally ask, “Did you mean it? Everything you said? Or were you not thinking clearly?” He chuckles in your ear as whispers back, “Of course I meant it. I’m no liar. But it was good enough to not think clearly.” You scoff jokingly, but cuddle back into his grasp again, before speaking again, “Want to lay in my bed instead of the floor?” All you get in response is an even quieter, “Please.”

[pluviowriting]

Study Break

18+ || MDNI || Content Warnings: SMUT, characters aged up, established relationship, language, praise kink, thigh riding, lil bit of breeding kink, semi public sex I think that covers it all

Word Count: 1480 exactly

Repost from original blog @/pluvpluvpluv

Sebastian Sallow x f!MC

A/N: Happy Thirsty Thursday :) This was written in one sitting and not edited at all. I read through it once before going “yeah post it”

Part Two Here

MC was ready for summer. Summer meant NEWTs were done and she could take a month or so off to celebrate and relax before diving headfirst into her next adventure. She had spent the last two summers under an apprenticeship with Fatima Lawang, making the trip from Feldcroft to Keenbridge every day to study and learn business from someone she truly looked up to. She would be opening a small apothecary in the hamlet she now called home. It was a wonderful location, since she knew Bernard really stuck to selling beast byproducts and plants. She wouldn’t be encroaching on his market, and she could also source ingredients from him. It was going to be, thankfully, a mutually beneficial existence.

She had moved to Feldcroft at the end of their fifth year. Sebastian had nowhere else to live over the summer months, she really had nowhere to live over that time, and neither wanted to be alone. So, when that first year had come to an end, she just followed him home. He had started courting her about halfway through that summer. She had accepted and they had practically lived together like a married couple ever since.

Before she could get to the summer and enjoy her newfound freedom with the love of her life, she had to pass the NEWTs. In order to get her apothecary license, she needed to score high in Potions and Herbology at the very least, but that wasn’t going to be enough for her. The reputation of saving the wizarding world at fifteen years old meant she was expected to do exceedingly well on all of her NEWTs, and she was determined to do so.

She had taken up residence in one of the more secluded corners of the library. It always ensured that MC wouldn’t have to share the table and she could have all of her books open and spread out. Only a select few people knew of where she hid out to study, which limited the interruptions. Except in the case of her boyfriend.

She didn’t know how long she had really been studying when Sebastian finally sat beside her. She didn’t even look up from rereading a paragraph she had already read ten times before. She still retained nothing.

“MC. Love, you missed lunch. I brought you some food.”

“Thanks Bash. I’ll eat it in a minute. I just need to understand what this page is saying.”

He set the plate down and moved the book.

“Considering it’s well past lunch and I didn’t even see you at breakfast, I think you can’t understand the page because you’re hungry. Eat and take a break.”

MC glared at him, debating whether or not it would be worth the argument since they were both the most stubborn person the other had met. That train of thought was interrupted by a rather loud growl as she was betrayed by her own stomach. She ate the food that he brought her without further complaint.

While she ate, Sebastian sat beside her and scanned over the tomes she had laid out on the table. She was paying more attention to him instead. The way that his eyebrows furrowed when he was focused on a paragraph in one of the books and the way his lips moved silently with the words. She focused on his hands as he turned the page and the way that the muscles in his exposed forearms flexed even with that small movement. She could feel herself growing hotter by the second, and it led to the realization that she and Sebastian hadn’t been intimate in nearly three weeks. It could’ve been a record, honestly. Even before he was courting her, after they took each other’s virginities that first summer in Feldcroft, they hardly went more than a couple days without going after each other. The joys of two students living with no chaperone.

“I can feel you staring holes in the side of my head, MC. Have you finished eating? Do you want me to read to you to see if that helps you understand the material better?”

The way he cared for her had also always been one of her favorite things. She had never been good at keeping herself in check, but Sebastian always did his best to make sure she didn’t overextend herself.

“I—uh it’s mostly gone. But I was thinking about something else.”

“Were you? Care to share with the class, darling?”

“I could use your help. Just in a different way.”

He looked at her curiously for a moment before it seemed he registered the look on her face and his expression grew more heated.

“Have you been thinking too much? Do you want to turn that brilliant brain off for a minute?”

His tone was condescending, and while it would normally agitate her when he spoke to her that way, this time it felt different. She nodded slowly, her eyes not leaving his own while a smirk grew on his face.

“Do you remember over the winter holiday, you told me about how one of the girls had talked about grinding on a pillow when she didn’t want to do things herself and I made you do it for me? We don’t have a pillow here, but I bet I could have you grinding on something else and feeling as good as you did that night. Come sit on my thigh, darling. We’ll see if you can ride me like you rode that pillow. Maybe you’ll make just as big a mess on me.”

As she settled in on his lap, she was grateful she had opted for a skirt instead of one of the few outfits she had with pants. The back of the skirt that draped over her boyfriend’s knee would hopefully help hide what they were doing if anyone were to stumble back and find them.

She gave an experimental roll of her hips, and she felt Sebastian’s thigh flex beneath her. MC let out a shaky exhale as she did it again. The thin fabric of her knickers and the coarse fabric of Sebastian’s quidditch pants provided the most delicious friction to her clit. Sebastian’s large hands settled on her hips beneath her skirt, the feel of his fingertips on her bare skin lighting her nerves on fire.

“Make sure you stay quiet. Don’t need anyone hearing how I’m helping you study,” his voice purred, the effect going straight to her core.

As she grew more confident, her pace picked up. Sebastian helped, tensing his thigh and slightly pushing her hips down when she rolled them to make sure that the bundle of nerves she was focused on didn’t go a second without feeling something.

“That’s it, darling. Use me. Grind that needy little cunt on my thigh.”

MC gasped softly, biting her lip as the familiar tension in her lower stomach began to build. She was able to keep her volume down, but she couldn’t keep herself from whining and whimpering completely.

“Bash. Oh gods. I-I’m~”

“Keep going, darling. I can feel how bad you need it. That pretty pussy is drooling through my trousers. You’re making such a mess for me, my good girl. Go on. Cum on my thigh. You can do it, honey.”

With his encouragement and permission, she felt herself giving into the pleasure as her orgasm hit. Her hips stuttered, but Sebastian kept her in rhythm. She registered his low moan too, her chest heaving as she started to come down from her high.

MC’s hand moved to where she assumed she’d find Sebastian’s bulge, hard and aching for the attention she wanted to give it. Instead, her hand landed on a warm, wet patch on the front of his trousers.

“Sebastian Sallow,” she spoke his name low and soft, her frazzled brain slowly putting the pieces together as she looked up at him. “You came in your pants. Untouched. Because of me?”

The boy’s freckled cheeks flooded with color as he blushed. Her normally suave boyfriend seemed embarrassed by this turn of events.

“I may have. You didn’t see yourself. Or hear yourself for that matter. I didn’t realize it was going to happen until it just…happened.”

“That is one of the hottest things you’ve ever done. If we can sneak down to the library floo flame without getting caught, we can make it to the ROR. And I can give you something else to cum in.”

He let out a dark chuckle, looking at her with blown pupils.

“You think this is a game, MC? Hmm? Merlin, I’m gonna get you so fucking pregnant.”

Her eyes widened, and she couldn’t stop the giggle that fell from her lips. She was still giddy as she pulled him down the stairs and towards the floo flame on the back wall.

Thank Merlin for study breaks.