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here2bbtstrash · 2 years ago

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crybaby (explicit)

genre: all pwp all smut babeyyyyyy

pairing: jungkook x reader

summary: your boyfriend has always mixed his pleasure with pain.

word count: 4.3k

contains: explicit sexual content!!!!!! like that's the whole fic lmao 😵‍💫 established relationship, marathon sex, wrist restraints/bondage, cocky yet eager sub!jungkook 🥵, soft dom!reader but she can be a lil tough, clothed tit play, objectification, she calls him bunny which i think is cute 🥺, spitting, dick riding, unprotected sex, fingers in mouth, humping/grinding, jk has a nipple piercing 🙈, overstimulation/multiple orgasms - for both of them hehe, vibrator use, jungkook (and reader!) pushing himself to his limits bc..... he's jungkook, he cries 🥲, reader finds it hot 👀, a lottttt of sweat & cum lol, cum licking/eating, blowjob, maybe some subspace if you squint, winners never quit 💪, talk of coming dry at the end, jk is kind of a little shit lmaooooo - alright i think that's it 😩

A/N: not me barely managing to get this up before the ticket sales start 😅 happy hunger games to y'all who have codes!!! this fic is a birthday gift to my love, my angel, my cunning linguist @moni-logues 💜 HAPPY (yesterday) BIRTHDAY bb, can't wait to marry you on our first date, it is the joy of my life to build castles in the air with you~

and god bless jk for his lives the past few weeks bc they breathed so much life into this regular degular "sub!jk" fic idea. i'm v obsessed with his personality and the way he always pushes himself "just a little more", whether it's in staying up til 5 am singing karaoke on his couch or giving his absolute all in a workout. just so in love with our bunny tbh, so i hope you enjoy this spicy version of him too!! 🥰

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You know your boyfriend has always mixed his pleasure with pain.

He stays up late even when he’s exhausted, likes to do his workouts to failure, could spend hours in a tattoo session with the needle pressed to his skin and his bones humming from the buzz. Always holding out for as long as he can, always wanting just a little bit more before he calls it quits, even when it’s hard, even when it hurts. Because he wants to test his limits.

And today, you want to test them, too.

That’s why you text him to meet you in the bedroom, let him find you in nothing but one of his oversized Carhartt shirts, kneeling up on the bed as you affix a pair of purple silk restraints to the headboard.

There’s the soft creak of the mattress from Jungkook’s added weight, and you feel the heat of him as he crowds you from behind, hands dragging up the curve of your hips and taking the hem of your borrowed shirt with it.

“This was the emergency, huh?” The low murmur of his voice is chased by the cool touch of his lip ring as he drags his mouth up the nape of your neck. A blossom of arousal starts to unfurl in your core. “Wanted to use these?”

“Yeah,” you answer, feigning nonchalance as you give the silk a firm tug to test that it holds. Satisfied, you let yourself sink back into Jungkook’s touch, dropping your head against his shoulder and smiling when he leans down to brush his lips over yours. He hums a soft little sound into your mouth.

You cup your hand to the nape of his neck when you pull away to finish the thought. “Thought we could try them on you.”

The words are seemingly all your boyfriend needs to hear; he drops down onto the mattress so hard that he bounces a little. You can’t help but laugh at the way he scrambles to strip out of his sweatshirt, like he’s being timed, then hurriedly centers himself on the pillows, eyes glinting dark with desire.

When you first started talking to Jungkook, everything about him made you expect that he would be the one to call the shots. The good looks, the tattoos and piercings, the muscles— and definitely the motorcycle. But once you’d sat across from him at dinner on your first official date, only to watch him blush and fumble his way through a conversation, you started to suspect that maybe he preferred to follow rather than lead.

That thought was certainly confirmed the next time you saw him out in public: it’d been a full two weeks since your first date, with nothing but radio silence between you since. You were admittedly maybe a little too drunk when you spotted him out with his friends at the same bar you’d been dragged to by yours— drunk enough to have no problem walking right up to him to read him for filth, in front of all of his friends, for ghosting you.

Except he’d just blinked those big brown eyes up at you, mouth dropped open in disbelief, and quietly admitted that he’d been waiting all this time for you to text him.

One of his friends had clapped him on the back, laughing loudly as he corroborated Jungkook’s confession. “He’s been having midnight karaoke pity parties because he never heard from you. Please take this boy out again before his neighbors have him evicted!”

That night told you everything you needed to know about how the dynamics in your relationship would work out. That if you wanted something, there was a very good chance Jungkook wanted it, too.

Which is why it doesn’t surprise you that your boyfriend is already sprawled out half-naked on the bed beneath you, arms folded behind his head in a way that makes his biceps bulge, dangerously attractive.

His mouth pulls into a cocky, flirtatious grin. “Ah, so you wanna use me?”

“I do,” you murmur, straddling your thighs over his torso and leaning up to take the smooth purple silk between your fingers. He offers you one hand before you even have to ask for it, and takes advantage of the other’s last few minutes of freedom to paw at you over your shirt. His tattooed fingers seek out your breast and squeeze, his thumb flicking lazy strokes over your nipple.

You tug the knot of the restraint to tighten it, then look back just as Jungkook closes his lips around the clothed bud of your breast. The rough drag of cotton against your sensitive skin makes you hot all over, your nipple stiffening easily at the rub of his insistent tongue.

“How’s that? Too tight?”

He smirks with your tit still in his mouth, soaking a wet spot into your shirt, teeth scraping gently. “Could be tighter.”

“You are such a show-off,” you huff, more endeared than aggravated as you redo the knot, this time as tight as you can manage. Jungkook pulls against it teasingly, but it does actually seem to hold him in place, and you can feel a dull thud between your legs at the flex of his muscles on full display, the image of him already half-helpless beneath you.

“I’m Jeon Jungkook,” he says, as if in explanation, giving your breast a final playful jiggle before you tug his other hand off to tie it up, too.

“Well, Jeon Jungkook,” you retort with a smirk and a grunt of effort as you lean over him to tug the knot tight. You glance down to find him already using the leverage of his restraints to pull himself up so that he can continue to nuzzle his face into your shirt between your tits, abdominals shaking a little from the effort, undeterred despite the loss of both of his hands.

You take his jaw in your grip and scoot yourself further down his body, dipping in to plant a kiss on his soft lips.

“Are you gonna be a good little toy for me?”

“Uh-huh,” he grunts, and you enjoy the tease of hovering just past where he can reach, watching him strain up toward your mouth to seek another kiss and fall ever so short.

You can feel arousal already dripping from your folds as you slide further down the bed, slipping off from on top of Jungkook to easily rid him of his joggers and briefs. His dick smacks against his stomach, thick and hard; wet, too, at the pretty brown tip. You toss his clothes over the edge of the bed, then strip your own shirt to follow before lowering yourself between his spread legs.

The muscles in Jungkook’s thighs tighten with visible anticipation as you hover above his cock, letting the heat of your breath fan out over him, not unlike the warm afternoon air leaking in through the cracked bedroom window, the first taste of spring. You can hear the wet clicks of Jungkook’s tongue in his mouth.

“Easy, bunny,” you murmur, and then you work up a mouthful of saliva and spit it right onto the head of his dick.

He hisses in a breath at the splatter of it, then gasps a soft little sound when you take him in your hand to slip your fist down the length of him. That’s Jungkook all over; always so eager, always so sensitive.

“What do you think?” you muse, your mouth ticking up as you feel Jungkook’s hips roll into your grasp. “Think it’s ready for me, baby?”

“‘Sready,” he grunts, teeth clenched. “Use it, jagi.”

You waste no time, crawling back up Jungkook’s body to settle your hips over his, flattening your palms against his chest. He’s still squirming, thighs flexing against the bed as he rocks up in a desperate attempt to find the wet heat of your cunt, and you giggle as you work yourself backwards until the head of his dick catches on your entrance.

It’s a bit of a stretch, but you’re wet enough to take it. You bite down on a smug smile as you manage to seat yourself on him hands-free.

“Fuck, love when you do that.” Jungkook’s voice is a low growl, and you slide a hand up the firm definition in his chest and slowly start to rock yourself along his length. His cock fills you up like he was made for it; you can feel every detail of him drag against your ridges, trailing sparks of pleasure as you tilt your hips to drive him right into your sweet spot.

Jungkook’s head kicks back against the pillow as a groan rips through him. There’s a gentle crease in his brow, furrowed in the way that tells you it’s so good: the tight heat of your pussy, the slick stretch of it when you work it on him. You ride him rough, make him take it like a good boy.

Another noise stutters out of Jungkook, chased this time by a huff of breath that it takes you a second to realize is a laugh, the tone caught halfway between shy and horny. You watch the way he squirms, restless against his restraints, like he can’t help himself.

He answers before you can ask. “The way your tits— fuckin’ bounce— fuck, I wanna touch you.”

The feeling sinks in as you watch him writhe beneath you, as you shove your hips back harder to pull more desperate sounds out of him. It’s fun, not letting him have what he wants, makes you drip that much more down the length of him.

“You can’t.”

“I know,” he grunts, wrists tugging uselessly. “It’s hot— that I can’t.”

“It is,” you concede, feigning composure despite the hitch in your breath, the way you’re already close to the edge and pushed that much closer by having Jungkook like this. Tied up, all yours, free to do with as you please.

And still fighting against his fucking restraints.

“Think I could rip these?”

It’s like your body acts faster than your pleasure-driven mind can keep up with: all at once, you’re tracing the pouted curve of Jungkook’s bottom lip, then slipping two fingers past it into the heat of his mouth.

“Shh, bunny,” you murmur. He blinks up at you, glassy-eyed as you pet over his tongue, all lush and wet on your fingertips. “Toys don’t talk.”

You press down more firmly as if for emphasis, enjoying how his soft parts give so easily to your touch, and then Jungkook outright moans around your fingers in his mouth.

The needy little sound makes your pussy pulse hot between your thighs.

“Fuck,” you hiss as you take him to the hilt, changing the stroke of your hips to grind against your toy, used solely to get yourself off now. Humping, really, rubbing your clit over the smooth skin of his abdomen where he’s blooming feverglow, flushed with need. Jungkook’s eyes flicker back in his head at the way your pussy’s taking him, squeezed tight like a vice and gushing wet. Working raw sounds out of him, his jaw gone slack; you can feel the blunt edge of his teeth and his heavy, shaky breath on the palm of your hand.

Your thighs shift to spread wider and the next drag of your clit is at just the right angle that pleasure surges up in you, undeniable, overwhelming. It’s all you can do now to chase your release, to keep rocking yourself into it, Jungkook’s thick cock plugged up inside of you and drool slicking out of his mouth to drip down your wrist.

“Gonna make myself come on my pretty little toy,” you manage to gasp.

Jungkook’s eyes find yours, burning intensity, the way he gets, and then he closes his lips tight around your fingers in his mouth and sucks, as if he’s begging to be used, and it sends you over the edge all at once. Your head tips back as your orgasm kicks through you, white noise pleasure, enough to get lost in.

Hips still rolling, you grind yourself through it, the waves of your climax swelling and receding again, until you finally drop forward against Jungkook’s chest, breathless and buzzing all over.

You let your fingers slip out of his mouth, exhale a laugh as they skip over the defined ridges of his stomach when you wipe your hand dry, taking full advantage of the fact that he’s powerless to stop you.

“Shit, that was hot.”

Jungkook’s voice is hoarse with desire as you shift to find the curve of his neck under your mouth, trailing kisses until your lips brush over the pretty lines of ink just behind his ear. He’s still thick and stiff inside you, with a steady pulse-throb that tells you how badly he needs to come, how worked up he is from being used as your personal hump-toy.

“Yeah,” you echo, paired with a tentative rock of your hips that makes your cunt flutter, overstimulated, tugs a little whine out of Jungkook, too. Your tongue feels thick in your mouth as you breathe against his flushed skin.

“Think I— wanna keep using my toy. Kinda feel like being greedy.”

Jungkook’s cock twitches, shameless, at your admission, again when you flick a thumb over the silver jewelry studded through his nipple. There’s a part of you that wants to keep him like this, his leaking-hard dick filling you up while you purr nasty shit in his ear, just to see if he can come from it.

“Might ride it until I break it.” You scrape your teeth up his neck and he moans. “Gonna take all I can give you, bunny?”

His throat jumps visibly as he swallows, fights to gasp a desperate “uh-huh”. Answers with his body, too, arching up to press himself deeper into you, rubbing the slick, hot tip of his cock into your front wall in just the right way to melt pleasure down your spine. You reward his eager submission with a soft kiss, then lick along the seam of his lips, enjoying the sweet little noises that pour into your mouth when you open him up.

Still intertwined, his tongue stroking over yours, your hand goes fumbling for the nightstand, comes away with the slender cylinder of your vibrator, and switches it on before slipping it down to press between your bodies.

“Oh my god,” Jungkook groans as you nestle the shuddering bullet between your folds and find the bud of your clit. You know he can feel it too from the way his hips jerk beneath you, the steady buzz engulfing his cock as you squeeze your pussy around him, all lush sensitivity from your first orgasm. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna come.”

“You can.” The words are hardly more than a warm exhale from your mouth to his, your lips brushing. “But I’m not gonna stop.”

You don’t give him time to respond or even heave in another gasp of air before your thumb finds the button at the base of your vibrator, clicks it once, then again.

“F— ahh!”

Jungkook’s body jolts like a live wire as he falls apart beneath you. You sit up to take in the whole of him, your free palm slipping to the jut of his hip, fingertips splayed out and pressed heavy to anchor.

Pinned down and helpless, he trembles through the hot rush of his release, dick buried deep and pulsing as it all comes spilling out of him.

“That’s it, baby,” you coo. Your nails scratch lovingly against his skin to coax him out of it— taking such good care of your toy. His breath is punching out of his chest in these ragged, overwhelmed gasps, sweat glittering at his temples while he whimpers through the comedown. So fucking beautiful like this.

The hum of the vibrator rolls through you, strong enough with the change in angle that your eyes drop shut to focus on the feeling.

Jungkook whines when you circle your hips with him still tucked up inside of you— it’s a wrecked little noise, high and sweet, underscored by the thick squelch of his cum starting to leak back down his shaft. Your thighs tense just right from the filthy sound of it, and then it’s all throbbing velvet glow in your core as you clench up and come on his cock again.

“Fuuuuuck, bunny,” you groan up to the ceiling, your head tipped back as it washes over you. “God, yeah.”

You flick the vibrator off when it gets to be too much, let it go rolling down the mattress— the bedroom feels bigger for the silence. Sweat slicks at the back of your knees, warm spring breeze still licking through the window to flutter the sheer-gauze curtains.

You’re fluttering too, all over: the kick of your heartbeat, the breath stuttering out of your lungs. The throb of your cunt, split open and drooling out juice, messy-wet fresh fruit.

The sound of the bedsheets shifting has your lashes flickering open again, and there’s Jungkook. Dark hair fanned out on the pillow, wrists bound, and that look in his eyes. Like he can take a little more. Like he’s waiting for your cue. Like there’s this whole-heart want brimming up inside of him, making his blood run hot.

He’s still hard between your legs.

“Go on then,” you tell him. “Give me another one.”

With a concentrated growl, Jungkook flattens his feet to the bed, grips tighter to his restraints for leverage, and starts to pound up into you. You can feel an overstimulated shudder in the stroke of his hips, how his cockhead twitches, sensitive, as it rubs over your g-spot. But he doesn’t stop; doesn’t even lose his rhythm.

He fucks you like a machine, and it’s all you can do to brace your palms against his chest and tip forward, rocking yourself down to meet him thrust for thrust.

The harsh slap of body on body is almost enough to drown out the rest: your open-mouthed panting, Jungkook’s groan when your nails dig crescent moon slivers into his tan skin, the gravel edge to your words, “Yeah, like that, fuck me just like that.”

It takes you a second to notice, the sound buried beneath it all, but then it floats through— Jungkook’s sucking his breath in through his teeth now, his jaw tight. You can see the jump of a muscle working there.

“Does it hurt, baby?” you gasp, more air than voice.

Jungkook’s head drops back against the pillow, brow pinched from the focus of keeping his pace steady. He’s breathless, too, when he answers: “Feels good.”

“Feels good because it hurts, huh? Is that how you like it?”

A strangled noise tears out of his throat, and he shoves up even harder, like he wants to fuck you into the shape of him. You splay one hand over the column of his throat and watch his pretty brown eyes blink-blink back at you, and then you have to bury your moans in the crook of his neck as you come hard.

The world around you returns a little at a time. First, the tremble of your tired thighs, the dull ache that’s already started to bloom at the bend of your knees. Then, Jungkook’s body curved up against yours, hips still slow-rolling as you exhale in hot, jagged bursts against his skin. There’s the distinct drip of his cum sliding out of you, and all the sticky-wet places where it’s slicked up the swell of your ass.

“Shit,” you laugh when you manage to find the breath for it. “That was crazy.”

Jungkook shifts a little, but doesn’t respond, and then he makes this wet, soft gasp. You realize he’s shaking beneath you.

You sit up so fast the room spins; your tether is Jungkook’s face, cupped lovingly now between your palms.

“Oh, baby.”

A fat teardrop traces a path down his cheek. Another threatens the dark border of his lashes. He can’t wipe them away with his wrists tied up, but you can see him trying to hold back even as a sob shudders through him, his chest heaving.

“You okay, my love?” you murmur, swiping a thumb across his face. He sniffles, nods, hiccups a little. The tip of his nose is flushed pink. “Shoulda told me to stop, if it was too much.”

“It feels good,” he insists, and his voice cracks around the words. “It’s just a lot. But ‘m not— don’t wanna stop.”

“No? You sure?”

Jungkook sucks his lip ring into his mouth as he nods again, sniffs again. That sends a bolt of something through you.

“You’ve been so good to me,” you praise, and you tip your ass back until his softening cock slips out, smeared glossy-white with your shared release. Jungkook’s still wound-up, pulled so tight inside himself that he flinches when you slip a hand down to ease his legs apart, sliding lower on the bed to slot yourself between them.

“Can I take care of you, bun?” The question’s posed sweetly, chased with a flutter of your lashes and kisses dropped down on the flat plane of his abdomen. “I’ll be gentle.”

He whimpers— answers in the way his hips lift up to meet your mouth.

Your hands press flat to Jungkook’s broad thighs, and you can feel the overwhelmed static-shiver beneath your palms, little tremors that jolt through his muscles. Head dipped low, you drag your tongue up his length and it punches a thick sob out of him, hips stirring like he’s trying to crawl up the bed. But you just keep going, pin him down and make him take it, working broad flat stripes over the whole of his shaft, root to tip. Tasting him, salt and slick and your own heady flavor; you lick him clean.

Jungkook comes quietly this time, feet flexing restless on the bed as you tongue it all out of him. You swipe two fingers through the mess on his stomach and suck that up, too.

Humming around the digits in your mouth, you surface from between Jungkook’s legs to take him in: eyes closed, face wet with tears. You can see the rise and fall of his chest as he gasps for air, shaky, coming down from it.

“Alright baby,” you soothe, shifting up to straddle his chest, knees sinking into the sheets. “All done now, just breathe. Gonna untie you.”

Reaching up, you gently tug open the knot on one restraint, then the other, easing Jungkook’s limp arms to the mattress. Your thumbs find his wrists to massage soft love-circles in case he’s gone numb there, gently coaxing him back to earth.

“Did so good for me, bunny.”

There’s a whimper, and then Jungkook’s surging up to kiss you, forceful enough that you give a little hum of surprise against his lips.

His hands are all over you, all at once, tugging at your legs to drag them forward until you’re flat on your back on the mattress. Your sore thighs shake when he shoves them up and apart, and then a sharp buzz rolls right over the bud of your clit and you keen. Fuck, when did he even grab the vibrator?

“Wanna make you come again,” he pants, and you smile even as your spine arches off the bed. Of course. You should’ve known.

It’s Jungkook all over, you think, hyper-focused on your pleasure even when he’s out of commission, and then you feel the head of his cock push inside and you both gasp. Your cunt aches, so swollen that it’s like he’s stretching you out all over again when you take him to the hilt.

“Oh my god,” you breathe. Jungkook’s hips snap, punctuated by a strangled grunt of effort, but he keeps going, making soft little sweet-pain whines with every thrust, brow scrunched as he brute-forces his way well past overstimulation.

He’s still crying, you realize.

Tears roll down his face and drip onto your collarbone, and everything’s somehow hotter for it. His length is slick, painted in the stored-up remnants of his cum, and you can hear the squish of your folds at the base of his cock each time he fucks it all back into you, so dirty it makes your head spin.

“J-just like that, baby,” you groan, overwhelmed; you can barely get the words out. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna come.”

Jungkook buries his face in the crook of your neck, and you can feel him shaking, dripping, still rabbiting his hips into you, and then the hum of pleasure reverberating through your body explodes. Your clit throbs with an orgasm that feels endless, dizzying, divine. Jungkook outright sobs as your walls pulse pulse pulse around him, begging for every last drop.

When it’s all too much, you swat at his hand, mumbling shapes that aren’t words until the vibrator’s switched off and tossed away. He pulls out with a thick wet sound and the hiss of his breath between his teeth.

Together, you come down slow. Exhaling staccato, limbs tangled, bodies flushed and sweat-sticking.

Jungkook moves first: flops onto the mattress next to you, entirely exhausted, the way you’ve seen him get after a particularly rough workout. Scrubs at his face with one hand, this shy laugh fluttering out of him. “Can’t believe I cried. Ah, so embarrassing.”

You turn onto your side, tugging his hand away so you can press a kiss to his open palm. “Don’t ask me why but… in the moment? Very hot, actually.” A flush colors his cheeks and you giggle. “My perfect little crybaby.”

He flashes you his signature cocky grin, eyes squeezing shut as it morphs into something nearer to a wince. “Fuck, I’m so sweaty.” A breathless gasp, again. “And my dick hurts. I think I came dry that last time.”

“Poor baby,” you coo, not quite sincere. “You really could’ve stopped at… what, three?”

Eyes closed and still smirking, he shakes his head, damp hair falling in his face. “No I couldn’t have— I’m Jeon Jungkook.”

“You certainly are.”

#jungkook smut #jungkook x reader #jungkook x y/n #bts smut #bts x reader

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maxillness · 5 months ago

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Soft Launch || Hamilton!Driver!Reader x Retired! Nico Rosberg

Summary: The second Red Bull driver soft launches her boyfriend

Warnings: Not much besides a little fighting between reader and Lewis

A/N: First time doing a smau, so any feedback is appreciated

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ynhamilton Nothing like spending the summer break with the boyfriend and his kids

lewishamilton I'm sorry??

user The fact she's just igored lewis 😭

danielricciardo You're cheating on me? ☹️

maxverstappen1 Ha.

redbullracing We've told you to be nice, Max

user Red Bull's admin needs a raise

charles_leclerc Why's no one asking who he is?

ynhamilton 🤫

charles_leclerc Now you're just being mean

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ynhamilton You don't realise how much stuff you have until you move, but I got breakfast in bed, so that's good 😋

danielricciardo Girl, spill the goods, who's this lucky man?

ynhamilton Nice try, badger

danielricciardo Worth a shot

lewishamilton I won't speak to you until you tell me who he is

ynhamilton Dramatic

mercedesamgf1 Tell me so i can rub it in Lewis' face?

ynhamilton Are there more muffins?

mercedesamgf1 I think so

ynhamilton You got yourself a deal

georgerussell63 Not fair

Tagged nicorosberg

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ynhamilton went to @/greentechfestival and met my biggest fan 💪

nicorosberg Pleasure to meet you ma'am

ynhamilton Dumbass

danielricciardo Doesn't seem to be a lot of people there 🤔

ynhamilton Stayed late 😉

user Suspicious...

user Is it just me, or does her boyfriend kinda look like Nico?

user WHAT I'VE BEEN SAYING

Tagged ynhamilton

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nicorosberg Remind me to never test drive with her again

ynhamilton Why so rude? I was a good passenger princess

nicorosberg Yeah, AFTER you made me buy you coffee

ynhamilton I'm just a girl 😋

user Haven't yn and Nico spend a little too much time together recently?

danielricciardo Way too much

ynhamilton I'll break up with you

danielricciardo Girl, you cheated on me

Tagged nicorosberg

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ynhamilton I'm pretty sure he was high

nicorosberg I was not high, tf?

ynhamilton Whatever you say, princess

user Context for the first picture?

ynhamilton Turns out, it's very easy to bribe kids to bully their father

user Girl... 💀

user It's kinds sus that Nico's always the first one to like her photos, no?

user He's a simp, you can see it in the interviews

ynhamilton He's just a girl ✨🎀

Tagged lewishamilton, mercedesamgf1, silverstonecircuit

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ynhamilton How to get your brother to talk to you without telling him who your boyfriend is, no glue, no borax?

danielricciardo Tell me who he is so i can tell him

ynhamilton You really are stupid

georgerussell Kick him in the nuts and threatened him

ynhamilton You're kinda scaring me, George

mercedesamgf1 I'll talk to him

ynhamilton Thank you, baby 😘

Tagged redbullracing, maxverstappen1, nicorosberg, danielricciardo

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ynhamilton Couldn't have won today without my bestfriends beside me... and daniel of course

danielricciardo ...

maxverstappen1 I'm just more important. Ha.

redbullracing Max.

nicorosberg Congrats, schatzi 🏆

user suspicious 🤔

Tagged nicorosberg

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ynhamilton Don't mind me, just admiring the beauty of my boyfriend... pleasetalktomeagainlewis

lewishamilton I was gonna talk to you again when i read the caption, then I saw the pictures, and I said fuck no

ynhamilton Bitch please, you're just jealous

mercedesamgf1 He's crying in a corner

nicorosberg I thought we agreed to make it official on our anniversary next month??

ynhamilton You know i'm impatience

danielricciardo Why am i not surprised...?

jensonbutton Because it's... obvious? Have you seen him when he talks about her?

nicorosberg Mean.

jensonbutton Simp

user I FUCKING KNEW IT

user Mami y papi

user When's the wedding??

ynhamilton Don't get ahead of yourself darling

#formula one #f1 smau #smau #nico rosberg #nico rosberg x reader #nico rosberg fluff

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ihaznoclue · 4 months ago

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Reader pampers Lycaon part 2 Pleaseeeeee he deserves it and i really like the first one you made:333 i mean I like every thing you make but like it was soooo cute!! :333

Pretty please??? With the sprinkles on top:3

girl I would never turn this request down 💪

Parings -> Von Lycaon x Reader

Warnings -> Pure fluff up ahead!

Note -> Reader taking care of Lycaon Part 2 | Part 1 (here)

Genre -> Fluff of course

Von Lycaon

It was morning time, Lycaon was still resting on his bed, but suddenly got woken up by a delicious smell and some noises down at the kitchen

He felt the side to see if you were there, all he could feel was empty cold bed sheets, he thought you slept in with him

But Instead you were making breakfast for the both for you, He wonders what you are making

So he decided to make the bed and change and head down

With you, you were trying your hardest not to make a mess in the kitchen since you didn't want Lycaon to clean YOUR mess.

So during the process of making breakfast, you cleaned after yourself and you did some dishes during that time while waiting for the pancakes to cook

Yep, You were making pancakes!

You hoped Lycaon will like them, speaking of Lycaon, you wonder if he's awake or not

"Good morning Love" You heard a husked voice behind you as your felt arms wrap around your waist

"Oh! Lycaon, You finally awake. Sorry was I making too much noise?" You worriedly asked

He chuckled as he nuzzled into your neck, he could smell your perfume

"Nah, I woke up from the smell, what are you making?" He asked, "Pancakes!" You happily replied

"Smells good, dear" Lycaon smiled as he was now beside you

"I did my best, you can sit down if you want or you can wait until i finish and we can decorate our pancakes" You spoke

Lycaon smiled more "I like the second option"

"The second option it is then" You smiled back

During breakfast, you guys talked about what you two can do today, you two agreed to have a little walk around sixth street and go to the shops there

You really wanted to meet Lycaon's friends that owned a video store, so you both agreed to go there first

You two were now walking around, you wanted to meet these friends of his as you two finally made it to the video store, Lycaon opened the door for you as you thanked him

Oh, this place was cool

Video tapes were all displayed as customers looked through, there was also a cute scarf wearing bangboo at the front

"Cute" You squealed

"Oh hello there Lycaon, what brings you here?" A boy spoke

"Ah, Wise, I'm here to introduce my Partner" Lycaon pointed out to you, Wise smiled gently as he introduced himself as Wise, he was one of the managers of this store

"Oh, let me get my sister, Belle!" Wise shouted out, a girl appeared as she came from the staff only door, she instantly screamed as she saw you

"Ah! You must be Name, Lycaon's partner, I'm belle. It's very nice to meet you" She excitedly introduced herself, Wise had to push her back

You giggled as you introduced yourself "Hello, Belle and Wise. Yes I'm Lycaon's partner, Name. It seems that you two are Lycaon friends, It very nice too meet you guys too" You smiled

After chatting for a while you guys left, went to more places and went back home.

"Today was a good day" You smiled

Lycaon agreed "Indeed It was"

You guys were home now, it was already getting late as you both were in bed, relaxing

Lycaon was laying on your chest as you caressed his hair and ears softly, making his tail wag

You chuckled as your petted his ear and scratched behind his ear, he groaned

"Does that feel nice? Am I hurting you?" You asked just in case

"No, you're alright, It feels nice" He said as he had his eye closed as he felt like he was melting on the spot

He could hear your heartbeat as you chest went up and down, Lycaon was now at ease

You were his savior, his wish

His dream..

-A<3

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hotchnerwrites · 6 days ago

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Live & Unfiltered

Pairing: Toji Fushiguro x streamer!reader

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: NSFW, smut (18+ only), reader is a streamer with a bedroom setup, fingering, oral sex, doggy, size kink if you squint, afab reader, no use of (y/n), swear words, a little bit of v0yeurism, a bit of soft dom toji omg

A/N: Thank you so much for your request @okgrdgy !! I'm sorry it took me a while, kind of went ham on it. I hope it's what you envisioned. I loved this idea so much. Included a streamer chat too. TBH i don't watch streams, so I took some creative liberties here and there ahahaha we pretend we do not see the inaccuracies. I hope you like it!!! Enjoy reading <3333

My requests are open! Send me stuff through my asks :)

The stopwatch has been ticking for almost 3 hours now. You’re getting tired now and plan on ending the live stream soon. It was getting late in the evening. According to the streaming stats on your secondary monitor, viewers were tabbing out too, which made this decision all too easy. You had dedicated four years of your life to streaming as a career. Your mom had questioned your sanity initially, but after you bought her the house in cash, she shut up about it. Clearly, you had done something right to be averaging 3 million viewers per live. The money was excellent too. You imagined having a great pair of tits had something to do with it too. Lord knows some of those incels viewing your content asked you to strip enough times.

“Alright, chat, what do you say we wrap this up soon? I’m getting real tired and I wanna grab dinner soon!” You chirp into the mic. “I’ll make you a deal, yeah? I’ll play one more lobby and if I win, we all call it a night.”

mandown13: Deal!!! Get ‘em girl. Just donated a rose for good luck. 🌹 mattymp4: Donated 12 subs, I’m expecting a shoutout soon. marc_johnson_25: Dinner? Yeah right. More like making a sandwich for your boyfriend vibecheck_77: Let's gooo!! Can’t wait for the next level 💪�� justanotherfan69: you gonna bounce in your seat again? I know you wore that cropped shirt just for us today 😏 pufferfishxoxo: the new overlay fucks, i love it chillguy_42: You gonna do a fan lobby again? shadow_ninja51: Still waiting on the RE8 stream… I donated roses for it :/ dont_killmyvibe: What’s plans for the next stream? sarah_gamer_13: Sad to see you going offline early today.

As you read through the comments, the door behind you creaks open. You glance over your shoulder, pushing one side of your headset off. You see Toji, fresh out of the shower, dressed in his old sweats. He’s towelling his hair as he looks at you. He cracks a smile before speaking up.

“How much longer, doll? I’m starving.”

“One more game, honey, then I’m done, I promise. I won’t be long.”

“You’d be on there all night if you could,” he grumbles, “Don’t take too long, okay? Yell when you’re done.” With that, Toji turns and leaves the room, his footsteps padding down the hallway.

shadowhunter23: You should do a stream with your mans. That’d be lit. justanotherfan69: @/shadowhunter23 Yeah right. He’s gonna cook her. Bet she won’t so she doesn’t lose on stream. sarah_gamer_13: Yeah right, idiots. vibecheck_77: Keep an eye on your left when you go in. It’s your blind spot.

“Okay, chat, here we go. And no, I’m not gonna stream with Toji. He doesn’t really like being on camera, and we respect that here,” you say. You turn back to your primary monitor, double-check that the screen is visible, and return your focus to the lobby.

mandown13: Yessss! You did it! Let’s gooooo! 🙌 pufferfishxoxo: Cooked LOL toxicwaste42: Lmao, didn’t expect that. Guess I was wrong. 🙄 justanotherfan69: Toji sure is one lucky bastard gamerbro_999: Bruh, stop pretending you know how to play. Just look at your reactions. Fake ass bitch. n00bmaster76: Maybe if you showed your tits less and played more, your stats wouldn’t be in the shit. sarah_gamer_13: Good job, girlie. Take rest, you did good today. shadow_ninja51: She’s good, but the fact that people donate just because you’re hot is so wild. 😂

You lean back and stretch your arms as you wrap up the stream. “Alright, chat, that’s it for now. As promised, one last one and we’re done. Thanks for sticking around! I love you all, and I’ll see you next week as usual. Night!”

You click the end stream button, and the chat blows up with excited comments. You’re grateful to be off now. The ends of your streams were the part you hated the most, not just because you hated leaving your fans but also because the end was when the incels came out in full force. It was such a headache to deal with them. But you’re glad today’s over and you’re looking forward to spending time with your boyfriend.

“Tojiiiiiii,” you call. You’ve missed him. “I’m done. Come backkkkkk!” You know you sound needy but that’s because you are.

Toji strolls back into your room, broad shoulders filling the doorway. He flashes you that crooked grin you love, the scar stretching across his teeth. His hair still hasn’t dried fully, sticking up in the front.

“You miss me, doll?” He teases, sauntering over to your bed where you’re sprawled out. His voice is raspy and his smile is teasing, like he’s trying to get under your skin. You can’t help but wonder how he pulls it off so effortlessly.

You part your legs, and he stands between them, staring down at you. His arms are crossed across his broad chest. From this height, he looks like a giant.

“Long stream?” He asks. His tone is soft, as if genuinely curious, but you know better. The way his lips curl into a flirty smirk tells you he couldn’t care less about the stream. He’s more interested in you.

“Yeah. You still hungry?”

“Sure,” he shrugs noncommittally. He doesn’t follow that up with anything, but you didn’t dare interrupt. You could tell something was on his mind. After a beat, he flops down next to you. You shift over a bit, making room for him. Toji throws a large arm across your body and pulls you closer. His hand lands on your waist with a firm, possessive grip. His warmth surrounds you, and the scent of his cologne washes over you. You inhale deeply, enjoying the quiet moment.

“You don’t seem hungry, Toji,” you whisper.

Toji chuckles, “I am. I swear.” He leans in closer, his breath tickling your face. He slowly presses his lips to the side of yours. His hand sneaks up your waist, making feather-light touches as it approaches your breast. His fingers slide against the fabric of your shirt. The warmth from his body sends a shiver down your spine.

“Oh!” Were you short-circuiting?

“Yeah. Oh.” Toji chuckles, low and playful. He’s enjoying this.

He leans in again and presses his mouth against yours. Your eyes flutter shut as you lose yourself in the sensation. His tongue swipes against your lips, asking for permission that you don’t think twice about granting. Long, languid strokes are Toji’s style. His tongue dances against yours, and you can’t help the moan that escapes your lips. A warm buzz spreads through your body, which you never want to end. As you both break away to catch your breath, Toji moves down and presses warm, wet kisses against your neck.

“Toji,” you whimper his name, “Please, baby, I need more.”

He pulls away to look into your eyes. Toji tilts your chin up gently with his fingers and says. “Relax, honey, let me take care of it. Just let me help you with that.”

Before you can react, Toji returns to mouthing that spot on your neck. All this while, he had been taking his time, but something had changed now. His hand trails down your waist, sending electricity dancing down your skin. He hooks his fingers under your shirt and yanks it clean off.

“God, you’re so beautiful, doll,” Toji murmurs as he moves down your body. Your body feels like it’s on fire, and you emit a sound between a moan and a whimper. Your need is increasing by the second, and you’re not sure how much longer you can be patient. “Toji,” you mumble out.

“Quiet, baby. Be patient. I’ve got you,” Toji replies from between your legs. With that, he slides your sweats off and gets to work. It seemed like a fire had been lit within him, he wasn’t wasting any time now. He hooks a finger in your panties and pulls it to the side. He presses a thumb to your clit, giving it an experimental swipe. When you gasp and arch against his touch, he takes the liberty of adding a long swipe against your wet cunt with his tongue.

Your eyes roll back in your head as he continues his ministrations against you. You’re getting impossibly wetter, and the feeling of his tongue against you is overwhelming. Toji groans against you, flicking your clit with his tongue before he slides a finger into your wet hole. You gasp against the sudden intrusion and buck against him. You can't help the moans spilling out of you as Toji’s fingers work in and out of you, his tongue against your swollen bud.

“Look at me, baby,” Toji orders, his tone warming your core. You hum as Toji’s fingers hit your sweet spot, over and over again.

“I’m close, Toji, please,” you beg. He doesn’t respond, but his fingers scissor inside you, making you grind your hips against his face. A sudden bolt of lightning arcs up your spine, and your release hits you like a train.

“Fuck!” You spit out, pleasure radiating from your core in waves. Toji hauls himself above you, biceps bulging. His mouth is glistening in your juices, and he’s grinning from ear to ear. You grab him by the front of his shirt and pull him in for a sloppy kiss. You can taste yourself in his mouth, and it’s driving you crazy.

Without a warning, Toji suddenly flips you over onto your hands and knees. “Be a good girl for me, now, okay?” He whispers into your ear as he leans over you. You don’t respond. Instead, you push your ass back against his crotch, right onto his erection. As you grind against him, Toji emits a deep rumble from his chest. He presses a large palm against the small of your back and pushes you down.

“Misbehave and I’ll stop, doll,” Toji states. His tone brooks no argument, and you stop your movements. Toji moves behind you, and you hear the soft rustle of fabric— he strips quickly and rolls on a condom. He’s so fast that you barely register his actions. Before you get a chance you say anything, Toji taps his cock against your entrance a few times and slides in.

A high-pitched gasp escapes you as you stretch to accommodate to girth. You had slept with Toji so many times, but it always felt like the first time with him. Nothing got you used to his cock bullying its way past your walls.

“Fuck, Toji, you’re too big,” you can barely get the words out. The tip of his cock is kissing your spongy walls and you’re already seeing stars as he drags it in and out. His eyes don’t move from where your bodies connect.

“I wanna hear you, sweetheart,” Toji says as he sets a rough pace.

You don’t even deign him with an answer; you’re too far gone at this point to string words together. His cock hits all the spots you need it too. Your cries bounce off the walls, and the room smells like sweat and sex. A ring of cream has formed around the base of Toji’s cock. Your walls are fluttering against his cock as he speeds up. Pleasure radiates from your pussy to your head and you swear you could hear bells.

“Harder, Toji, please, I wanna cum so bad,” you cry out.

Toji pushes you down and holds you down with one arm. He’s going in deeper at this angle, and his dick repeatedly hits your G-spot. You’re basically screaming from pleasure now, and you can hear Toji grunting above you. You squeeze around him as he slides you up and down his cock at a rapid pace. His grip on your waist tightens, and Toji groans as he cums suddenly. He thrusts shallowly a few more times, enough for you to chase your high, and you cum for a second time. This time, your pleasure slides through you slowly, a warm feeling slowly spreading through your body.

Toji slides off you and lays down next to you. “God, doll, you’re so perfect,” he murmurs as he presses a kiss to your forehead. You push yourself up on your arms and crawl onto his chest. His arm wraps around you and his fingers draw abstract designs on your back.

“You were hungry,” you say. Toji looks down at you, a small smirk tugging against the edge of his mouth.

“Yeah. Just not the kind you thought,” he chuckles.

You descend into a fit of giggles. As you both come down your highs, you hear the bells again.

“Toji, did you hear that?” You ask. He looks at you, a confused look in his eyes.

“What are you talking about?”

“The bells, can you hear them?”

“What be— Oh. Oh.” Toji looks distracted suddenly, glancing over your shoulder.

“What’s wrong? What is it?” You turn your head, following his gaze.

There, in the distance, next to your setup, you can see a faint red dot.

Fuck.

Fuck, fuck fuck. No fucking way.

You leap up, grab your shirt off the floor and toss it on as you run over to your desktop. The bells… The stupid bells were notification sounds. From your livestream. From earlier.

That you had apparently forgotten to turn all the way off.

justanotherfan69: No. Fucking. Way. n00bmaster76: I knew she’d do it. None of these female streamers don’t do it for the game, they just sell themselves online for money. Why would she be any different? L. toxicwaste42: YOOOOOOO

You quickly hit the end stream button properly this time. The light blinks off this time. Just to be sure, you pull the plug from the outlet as well.

“Baby, what is it?” Toji asks from behind you.

“So, uh… remember that livestream earlier?” You say sheepishly.

“Yeah. What about it?”

“I….. kind of….. maybe… forgot to turn it off……”

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Bonus The next day, you stare at your emails in pure dismay.

Your account has been temporarily suspended for violating the T&C associated with streaming through our client. Our company aims to be family-friendly, and your actions, upon review, do not align with our ideals. As a result, we have banned you from streaming for the next one (1) month. If you wish to appeal this decision, please respond to this email. Regards

Toji sneaks a look at your screen over your shoulder. He laughs at your plight.

"Oh, shut up, Toji," you snark, his mirth doing nothing for your foul mood, "You're the reason behind this."

"Worth it. Toooootally worth it," he draws out the syllables.

You swat his chest as you begin typing up your appeal.

Thank you for reading. Likes, reblogs, comments and follows are appreciated! Constructive criticism is welcome :) Do not plagiarise my content and/or post it anywhere without crediting me.

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babydollmarauders · 2 years ago

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MEDIA MANAGEMENT — JACK HUGHES (PART TWENTY-ONE)

notes: yes, this is very late. i am actually not sorry because i cried while rewatching this game to take screenshots.

previous: twenty

next: twenty-two

y/ndevils00

liked by ehaula, naterbastian, and 207,422 others

y/ndevils00 WELCOME TO HELL: ROUND TWO!!

tonight we lost against the tropical storms, 5-1.

u-haula gets a special spot in my heart tonight because he LAUGHED going to the penalty box in first period! L A U G H E D ! love that finnish fish sm!

our only goal tonight came from my lovely little sea bass, and i can assure you guys that he got the best head pats and a big hug!

we also have best friend number 1. no reason. he’s just there.

and finally, i hope jordan staal is going into witness protection tonight because i am coming for him when he least expects it. my poor baby, jackson, got highsticked by staal tonight, left with a split lip and bloody…. actually, ya know what? jordan staal, you get to keep your eyebrows for a little while…

umm, anyways, let’s raise hell on friday! i gotta go do something now.

tagged nicohischier, tomastatar90, ehaula, naterbastian, dawson1417, and jackhughes

jackhughes babe wtf?

y/ndevils00 yes?

jackhughes you want me bloody?

y/ndevils00 i don’t WANT you bloody…. i just won’t complain if you are

jackhughes i’m gonna return you

y/ndevils00 sorry, ineligible for return or resale!

trevorzegras you think i haven’t tried to get rid of her FOR you? i’ve been trying to annoy her away!

y/ndevils00 @/trevorzegras oh is that what you’ve been doing? i thought that was just your personality

john.marino97 haulzy got a HUG after his penalty. A HUG! the rest of us get sprayed with water or hit with a newspaper, and erik gets a hug

y/ndevils00 would you like some fries with all that salt?

y/ndevils00 haulaback girl got a hug because stupid weather fans were booing him and because he made me laugh. what have you done lately?

john.marino97 well, for one, i blocked a shot tonight. i also brought you back lunch today because your BOYFRIEND forgot

jackhughes nuh uh. no. leave me out of this.

user62 okay but bloody lipped jack 🤭

dawson1417 you were a lot more subtle this time

y/ndevils00 you gave me $86, that’s the magic number.

dawson1417 i gave you $80… y/n/n…

y/ndevils00 don’t open your wallet

naterbastian you give great hugs!

john.marino97 delete this!

dawson1417 you can’t hype her up! she’ll get cocky!

y/ndevils00 awww thank you bass!!

naterbastian @/john.marino97 @/dawson1417 she doesn’t seem cocky to me?

dawson1417 you didn’t just get her messages to our groupchat…

john.marino97 she has some very colorful word choices… and she’s very good at gloating

nicohischier i look good

y/ndevils00 you look alright

nicohischier why can’t you just let me have this?

y/ndevils00 because if i don’t humble you, then who will?

nicohischier why do i need to be humbled at all?

y/ndevils00 because i cannot, in good conscience, let you get a big head. you couldn’t pull it off.

nicohischier i can pull off anything

y/ndevils00 oh look, your head just grew 3 sizes like the grinch’s heart

user97 y/n is being horny on main again and i love it. she’s just like us

ehaula thank you for the hug, y/n! i appreciate it, even if i didn’t need it!

y/ndevils00 oh i know, ✨i✨ needed it. we were playing horribly and i could foresee that we were gonna lose

trevorzegras @/y/ndevils00 alright That’s So Raven, pack it up

y/ndevils00 @/trevorzegras you look like you’d lose in a fight with a chihuahua

trevorzegras @/y/ndevils00 TAKE THAT BACK!

lhughes_06 we’ll bounce back on friday! 💪

y/ndevils00 hell yeah we will, smush! lindy better put you in or there’ll be a monster in his closet!

lhughes_06 … is it you? are you the monster?

y/ndevils00 i’m the monster 😔

_quinnhughes please win on friday because i don’t know if i can handle another night of y/n getting drunk in 3rd period and shouting at ruff to “put lukey in if you’re not a pussy”

y/ndevils00 i would never!

_quinnhughes i have it on video

y/ndevils00 i would maybe!

trevorzegras okay, but did she hide behind YOU when he turned around? no. so i don’t wanna hear YOU complaining

user02 i’ve always been curious: how does y/n get these photos? like they’re from all different angles. does she just run around the arena and take photo from every angle?

user39 idk about regular season games, but i met her at tonight’s game and i can confirm: she made trevor carry her on his back and take her to different parts of the arena. they both seemed very drunk by third period

tomastatar90 you didn’t tell me you were taking this, i didn’t get to smile for the pic 😒

y/ndevils00 i’m so sorry tuna, that i didn’t yell to you on the ice in the middle of the national anthem to tell you i was taking a picture

tomastatar90 you should be

y/ndevils00 next time, i’ll be sure to tell you! ungrateful child, got a spot on tonight’s post and wants to complain 🫠

colecaufield oh yikes! @/jackhughes that looks like it hurts dude

jackhughes finally, someone acknowledges the pain that I’M in! it does hurt bro!

trevorzegras trust me, y/n took great liberty in kissing it better for him. it was actually very awkward to witness

y/ndevils00 @/trevorzegras would you like some toast with that jelly?

trevorzegras @/y/ndevils00 what? are we in 2016 again?

y/ndevils00 @/trevorzegras i’d hope not, i’ve seen pictures and your hair cut then was horrendous

trevorzegras @/y/ndevils00 MY HAIR ALWAYS LOOKS GOOD

y/ndevils00 @/trevorzegras sure, jan

#media management series <3 #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes #jack hughes imagine #jack hughes blurb #jack hughes fic #nj devils #nhl blurb #nhl fic #nhl imagine #media management au!#faithlynn’s insta edits <3 #faithlynn’s writings <3

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moonpiies · 1 year ago

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CRUSH PT2

𓆩♡𓆪 parings : earth 42!miles morales x black!reader

𓆩♡𓆪 a/n : you asked and i delivered 💪💪

quickly making your way to your ap physics class you opened the door and was immediately stopped by your teacher.

“miss l/n, you’re late,” mrs anderson said and then paused, “again.”

fuck. you thought it was 8:25, not 8:45. one more tardy and you’re gonna get a detention.

“i uh—” you said trying to come up with a brilliant excuse.

“i don’t want to hear an excuses just find a seat next to miles so you can help him with the worksheet.” she dismissed and went back to typing up something on her laptop.

you scanned the classroom a little and made your way to the back of the classroom to where he was sitting.

“hello,” you greeted as you sat on the stool next to him, “sorry i’m late.”

“it’s alright,” he said as he handed you the paper, “i did some of it already so you can do the rest.”

fuck. you were so nervous about class today and being paired with him did not help at all, “okay.”

you took out your calculator and your pencil case and started to work on the assigned class work.

once you were finished, you got up from the desk and went to hand in the worksheet, “uh we’re finished.”

“alright just don’t distract the rest of the students from doing their work.” she said as she continued to type.

you walked back to your shared table still feeling as nervous as you did yesterday.

you sat down and tapped his shoulder, motioning for him to take his headphones off and he did, “i have something to tell you.”

“go ahead.”

“i really like you and i was wondering if you want to hang out with me but if you don’t that’s totally understandable—”

he cut you off and chucked a little, “don’t worry guapa, the feelings are mutual.”

hearing those words made you feel relieved, “you’re being for real right now?”

“yes.” he responded as he kept his eyes on you.

“okay.” you shyly nodded as you broke eye contact with him.

the both of you were silent for a while before he spoke up, “are you free after school?”

“yeah.”

“then we could hang out later, if you want.”

you smiled at him, “i would like that.”

“aight,” he nodded, “i’ll wait for you after school then.”

you didn’t think you’d be able to focus for the rest of the day knowing that you’re going to hang out with your crush after school.

#﹒⪩⪨﹒ash’s fics!#spiderman across the spiderverse #miles morales x reader #earth 42 miles morales x reader #miles morales x black!reader #miles morales #miles morales x y/n #miles morales fanfic #miles morales fluff #spiderman

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nicoliharu · 4 months ago

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Hello babes, I have some news for you! I decided to postpone my internship at college due to mistakes made by their administration, and this was causing me excessive stress! This way, I can get on with the commissions I'm late, work on the Zine, and get back to making content for everyone! Thank you for your patience, I'll be back in action! 💪😤💗💗💗

By the way, I was talking to my friend today about what I intend to do to create content with Fellow and so I decided to create an OC from the world of Twst for him, someone who has a personal life in Twst outside of campus! This way, I have content on campus and off it! I've been looking forward to Fellow's card since last year and finally this moment has arrived! I understand that some people may not like romance and things like that, but I'm going to mix a little bit of everything! But I'll be looking forward to creating different content!☝️☺️💗

I'm feeling better, but very distracted and busy with the work that has accumulated due to personal problems, but things will get better ✍️😭‼️

#personal #self actualization #‼️☺️💗

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nicistrying · 2 months ago

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Fri 1st November

Got up late today as Matt walked Maggie. Still had time for a good stretch which felt great bc I've been really neglecting stretching lately.

Took Mags out to play at lunch, we had a lovely little walk in the woods then played football for a good 20 mins. She was actually tired and kept wanting to lie down!

Worked out after work, arm day. I'm bloated and my skin is flaring up so bad but this made me feel good 💪

I'm making myself plain pasta & veggies for dinner bc I'm staying off dairy until I can get my skin back under control and dairy makes it worse. I'm pissed off bc I made a banging pasta bake last night and I can't have it 😭

Anyway this is us for the night, Matt is working late. Maggie is listening to the fireworks and is v worried so I've put the tv on for background noise for her. I hate this time of year for her she gets so stressed 😭 I had to sleep downstairs for an hour last night with her bc she just couldn't settle in our room. Ps my sister in law got me these books and I really don't know how I feel about them. I'm enjoying the story but I find the writing pretty terrible? Idk if I'm being a snob I know a lot of people love them but at this point I'm only reading them bc she keeps buying me more lmao which is really sweet of her. I just wish this lady would learn some new phrases bc I'm getting tired of 'loosed a breath' and repeating details in the exact same words over and over 😬

#friday #fitblr #personal #health blog #fitness blog #health #fitness #workout #active fitblr #personal fitblr #arm day #strong #maggie #november

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br1ghtestlight · 2 months ago

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any moment ⏳️ now... (are you sure this is what you want? 😟😨⁉️)

oh, spare me your spin 💫🥴, you tablet tabloid 📱🚫

if you want to psychoanalyze someone 🤔💭, don’t look at me! 👀 look at them! ➡️🧑‍🤝‍🧑👭👫🏻👬

it’s so pathetic 😒 how they run 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♀️👟 to fetch their sticks 🐶🪵

sure, call me polemic, unsympathetic 😡😤💢, at least i know other tricks! 💥💯

look at me and all you’ll see is the debris of some defective outcast! 💔🚫😔 a frenetic, antithetic (if poetic 🖋) little iconoclast 😡💢💥💥

but i won’t live in the past! ➡️🌈🏝🌎😁🚫🚫

i almost won 🏆💪 this game once, you know 😒‼️‼️ but

history 🌍🗺🧭 is rearranged ⬆️↗️➡️↘️⬇️↙️⬅️↖️ just to credit those who win the glory 🏆✌️😁

so reality 🌎 is changed in the edit 🚫‼️💢 when they spin 💫🥴 the story! 📚😇

and we choose 🤲‼️ to feel this pain 😭😔🏨🚨

And we lose 📉 more than we gain! 🎤🎤💔🚫

but i will break 🤜💢 this cycle of mistakes unlike all of these snakes 🐍🐍😠💢 whom i call to condemn! 🚫👎

if i can’t win the prize 🏆😔, i’ll play this last reprisal 🎭🎶 just to bring their lies 😶 all to an end! 🛑🛑🚫‼️😡

(you need regeneration 📲🏨‼️)

unfortunately, i don’t have much faith in that process 🙅‍♀️😒🚫

(of course not 😒.....) why "of course not?" 🤔🤔⁉️

(you believe yourself to be incapable of starting over 😔💔 in more ways than one‼️😭📉)

(i do not know who you lost 🥒🎤💔💔🚫‼️, but is it not possible to get them back? 🥒😡🚫💌)

“clear the slate, start again 😁🏝🌈🌈” are you hearing how preposterous that sounds? 🤓🫵

how do you not comprehend 🤔💭that for someone with my monstrous 👹💢 background 🏖🏜🏝🏘🏡🌍 the whole slate has fallen apart 😭😭‼️🚫

(taco 🌮, that is not true 😔😭💔 there are other ways to-) it’s too late ⌛️ (it’s not too late! 😯😯‼️) for me to restart 🔁

but it’s not i 🙍‍♀️🚫, it’s they (lettuce 🥬🥬 taco 🌮 bout it when your-) who deign to play this game (head 🤕 is not so clouded ☁️💭😶‍🌫️) so cruel 😡💥💥 and inhumane (you're no menace, taco 🌮😡🚫)

base and uncouth (how did they hurt you? 😔🤕😭😭❓️) (please think this through! 🙏‼️)

i think they’re too afraid 😨😱💥 to (feeling double-crossed 🔁 is part of) bear 🐻 the bed they’ve made (dealing with a loss 📉😔😭, yes, but) can’t bring themselves to face the awful truth! 😨😨‼️👎🙅‍♀️ (healing 🤕👨‍⚕️🏨 is a process, that’s the truth 😔🙏)

so I’m turning up the heat 🔥 to “sauté” ive a beef to get grilled 🍖🍖🔥😋 but i fully guarantee that today all the beans 🫘 that get spilled 🍾🍻🤔 won’t be mine 🙅‍♀️, no i’m fine! 😁👍💯💯

now it’s time.... ⏳️⌛️‼️🚫

#this is so fucking stupid to spend any significant amount of time writing LMAO #taco's tirade but.... with emojis. yay 😁😁🌮‼️#txt #inanimate insanity

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jev-urisk · 2 months ago

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A Musing Monday 🎐

Today i'm thinking about mold, like emotionally. The feeling of moldiness vs feeling nourished and refreshed.

If you've struggled with depression & have worked at allieving it (✋️), you might relate to how unfair it is that many of the things you DO NOT WANT to do while depressed alleviate the depression. 🔀

Depression wants me to isolate, but reaching out and connecting to someone helps. 🫂 Depression doesn't want me to leave bed much less the house, but standing barefoot in my front yard for five minutes eases something in me 🌾☀️. Depression wants me to forsake myself, but damn if everything isn't easier after a long shower and a meal.🧼🍜

It almost feels like depression is a parasitic mold man that doesn't want to be eliminated and has the ability to plant strong 'don't wanna' messages into your gourd 🚫. If you stay alone and miserable the mold can really settle into your body and grow- it even tries convincing you the depresso mold is a dangerous substance like real mold is and that if you go for help you'll just hurt people.

Its so hard to not listen to my scummy little mold man! SO HARD (😏). And he has gremlin powers where if you feed the mold after midnight (or whatever 'past bedtime' is) he gets incredibly worse.

So im celebrating myself (he hates that) and listing some fuck-off-mold-guy activities I've done the past few days 💪

☀️ I made myself a beautiful ratatouille and a plum cookie cobbler

☀️ I asked my partner for back rubs

☀️ I sat in a patch of grass by the road and found a swirly rock

☀️ Watched a goose 🪿

☀️ Opened some windows and curtains and vacuumed

☀️ Redyed my hair (still green lmao 💚)

☀️ Had two friends over to share a meal and bark at Paul Hollywood

☀️ Complimented and flirted with my partner until they blushed and squeaked

☀️ Listened to Carbon Leaf in a hammock with a drink in my hand

☀️ Did paperwork I didnt want to do and then loudly congradulated myself for completing it

Like, I still hate the trend of "Oh you're depressed? You should just __". The use of 'just' is so diminishing, its so dismissive of how hard it is and how individual the depression is. Sure, I have a list of things I did lately that helped me, but im not 'cured', and I know as winter comes itll get harder and Ill need my therapist even more. It can be true at the same time that I've found some things that help me through, make the mold recede, and are worth congradulating myself over. 😊

I hope you all find some nourishment and refreshment as well ✨️

Monday taglist: @gioiaalbanoart (hmu to be +/-)

#a musing mondays #writers on tumblr #muse with me #inspo #mold man #depression #battling depression #mental health #mental health journey #depression help #self care #real self care #muse of the day

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shesbackagain · 8 months ago

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Omg !! Thank you thank you thank you!! For answering! You are such an Angel!😭🩷🩷! When I ask most girls, they don’t reply 😭! So thank you so much!

I have an okay butt! But only due to genetics too🥲(thank you family 🫶🏾) ! But lately, it’s been looking a little less firm. So I’ve been working out since august of last year! And finally! I’m seeing some progress! Barely you know. It’s taken me on such a roller coaster of emotions and self doubt if I should even go to the gym 😭 but thank goodness I did not give up! I’ve been waking up at 5 am to go!! Changing my eating habits, and eating less processed foods/ incorporating a bit of protein! And it’s finally paying off 😭!

So! When I stumbled upon your blog and absolutely wow! You are beyond inspiring! You are so pretty!😭🩷. (Please I’m not a creep, I swear they’re compliments 😭) like your cake is so firm and perky, and lifted! And the shape is just wow! Like my mouth dropped when I saw your pictures! You are so so beautiful! ✨.

My upper body isn’t the best either 😅🥲. But i prioritize it just because I have too😭. But I’ll incorporate more of the hip abduction/adduction, and hyperextension!! I usually avoid those because I’m so shy to use the machines 😭😂. Like I usually grab my weights and bar and go into a little corner of a room! But I’ll give them a try!💪🏼.

Same here I don’t have a fixed workout plan either! And you are absolutely so right about not seeing how far we’ve come with seeing what our body can endure. Or do workouts that used to be difficult at the beginning, but know they’ve become easier🩷 Like it just made sense to me, that I’ve been working out since august of 2023! And barely this month is where I have felt at my happiest and lightest emotionally. My body can finally keep up 😭. My body is looking different and I love how I’m changing physically 🥹.

But thank you so much for answering my ask! It means so much to me! I’m so sorry I’m like spilling my emotions here 😅. It just means a lot. And you are absolutely so nice and sweet and you look good!😁🩷

By any chance,(sorry to bother 🥲) would you mind sharing what your protein intake? 🩷 is it mostly through foods, or are you also taking a specific protein powder? 😯

No worries! I'm happy to help in any way I can 🤗

Congrats on those 8 months going to the gym!!!!!!!!!!🎉🎉🎉 You should be proud of yourself for sticking with it 😊😊😊 I'm a newbie too, I've started going to the gym on September 23' 💪

I know it's hard to keep going because I felt so anxious and dumb and out of place at the beginning of this journey 🫣 so I'm happy for you and myself haha creating a habit is difficult!!!!!! 😤

I'm glad you are finally seeing progress and it's a big part of staying motivated to keep working out and eat more home cooked meals and all the healthy stuff we try to do even if we don't succeed all the time 😂

Thank you for the compliments I appreciate them 💖

Today I did some upper body workout and ugh 😩 it's always like 'am I doing enough?' because I don't feel that strong haha my goal is to do pull ups one day 🙌🙌🙌🙌

You should try those exercises, I know I'm shy too and sometimes I don't want to be in front of everyone but I suck it up and do it and to be honest I've been saying to myself that I'll try squats on the Smith machine for ages and I haven't had the courage to do it yet just to not make a fool of myself 🫣🥲 so I get it

About the protein intake I couldn't tell because the only thing I do is to be more mindful of what I eat and I try to eat a good amount of protein with every meal. But yes, I use protein powder too, sometimes I have a protein shake with some fruit or baked oats with the protein powder or with yogurt but mostly when I think that I haven't eaten that much protein or if I have had workout that day. What I've been told is that if you're trying to gain muscle you should eat around 2 grams per kilo of protein depending on your weight 🤓

(I take myprotein whey powder)

Thank you for sharing your gym story with me ☺️

#sunny answers

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elusive-writer · 2 years ago

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𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸

(Jonathan Joestar x F! Reader)

Warnings :

➛ Self-deprecating thoughts.

➛ Dio tryna rizz up the reader.

➛ Slightly possessive Jonathan (just kinda happened)

➛ Angst with a happy ending.

➛ A lil ✨spicy✨ but nothing explicit.

A beefy one shot for my fav beefy boy 💪

I used prompts 1, 13, 17 and 20 from this lovely post (wording might differ slightly, but is generally the same)

Word count : 3.9k

You and Jonathan have been best friends for years. Always having each other’s backs through thick and thin.

When Erina had left for India and when Dio’s treatment was especially vicious, you were his saving grace. And you felt the same way about him. The other children in town always teased you for being a little odd, but Jonathan welcomed you into friendship with open arms.

Mr Joestar had even been kind enough to offer to tutor you alongside Jonathan and Dio. Saying that you would be a good influence on the two.

Now that you and Jonathan are grown, you realise that the feelings you have for Jonathan have grown into something more than mere friendship. Just as you’re on your way to confess to him, you hear him talking to someone.

You didn’t mean to eavesdrop! But when you hear the mention of your name you can’t help yourself. You feel your heart stop when the person asks Jonathan if he and you are perhaps… more than friends.

Your heart drops when he immediately denounces the notion. Claiming that he could never see you in that light. You silently walk away, fighting to contain the tears that are brimming your eyes. Passers-by try to ask if you’re ok but you weave through them, just wanting to put as much distance between you and Jonathan as possible.

Jonathan begins to worry when he notices that you’ve been avoiding him lately. He finally has enough when he sees Dio of all people talking to you. He pulls you aside, pleading to know what he did wrong. And that’s when you finally tell him what’s been weighing on your mind.

How will he react?

You skip happily along the path leading to town. It might’ve looked a little weird to others, seeing a young adult exhibit such child-like happiness but you couldn’t care less.

Today was the day you decided that you would confess your feelings to Jonathan. He had been running rampant through your mind for the last couple of weeks. You only realised that these feelings were romantic when Mr Joestar teased that you two would make a wonderful couple. Thank god Jonathan wasn’t there to see the way you almost spat out your drink.

You and Jonathan had made it a routine to meet every Friday at a quaint little bakery near the edge of town. Not many people knew of it and they always bake fresh so it was a nice little getaway.

Nearing the bakeshop, you’re a little confused when you don’t see Jonathan there. He was never one to be tardy for your weekly get-togethers.

It’s then that you realise you can hear voices coming from the side of the building. One of them vaguely sounds like Jonathan. You step closer to get better hearing before you conclude that one of the voices is indeed him. You’re about to announce yourself, but then you hear your name come up in the conversation.

“Is there something going on between you and that [Name] girl?”

You felt your heart clench when you realised the other person was a girl. There was a slight pause before he answered.

“Can I ask why you want to know?”

“In all honesty, I find you quite attractive. So I was just curious if I had any sort of a chance.”

There was another pause, this one longer than the last. What was probably 2 minutes felt like an hour as you waited for him to respond. You held your breath as he started to speak.

“No, [Name] and I are simply friends. I could never imagine something like that with her.”

The girl let out a flirtatious giggle.

“Oh my, there’s no need to get so defensive. Don’t worry, I believe you.”

You felt like you were going to throw up. A hand was placed on your shoulder, you turn your head to find the bakery owner asking if you were ok. Mumbling incoherently about forgetting something at home you excuse yourself, beelining for the other side of town.

The townspeople gave you looks of pity as you tried to halt the swelling tears in your eyes. How could you have been so foolish? Of course Jonathan would never have returned your feelings. He only ever showed affection to you because that’s just the person he is. He wasn’t nice to you because he liked you, he was nice to you because he’s nice to everyone. And this was the wake-up call that made you realise that.

Since that incident, you’ve been trying your best to avoid him. You thought about stopping the shared tutoring lessons, not really wanting to face Jonathan right now. But you didn’t want to squander Mr Joestar’s generosity, so you kept going to them.

Jonathan noticed something was off when you failed to show up at the bakery. Although he reassured himself that you didn’t mean to stand him up, surely you would’ve at least told him if something had come up right?

His suspicions are only confirmed when you can’t even bring yourself to look at him during lessons. If he enters a room you’re already in, you’ll make an excuse before hastily making your exit. If you run into each other in town, he sees the way your eyes flicker to him as you suddenly change direction. Trying to pretend that you don’t see him. And on the rare occasion he all but corners you into talking to him, your answers are short and cold.

And that’s why you find yourself where you are now. Sitting in a field near town, on a Friday, alone and reading a book. It’s short-lived though as another presence makes itself known to you. Your heart drops when you mistake him for Jonathan at first, but upon lowering your book you find Dio looking down at you curiously.

“Well, if it isn’t [Name]. I must say it’s a bit surprising to find you out here.”

Clearing your throat you raise your book once more, albeit not as invested as before.

“Where else would I be?”

“I was half expecting you to be with JoJo. It’s rare to see one of you without the other.”

You tried to will the lump in your throat away at the mention of his name. Only able to let out a strained “mhm” as a response.

“Would you mind if I joined you?”

You sigh softly.

“Be my guest.”

Dio took a seat next to you on the grass, close enough so that his shoulder was almost touching yours. A gentle breeze settled into the air as you tried to immerse yourself back into the pages.

“What’s the book about?”

You pause before answering.

“You’ll think it’s weird.”

“Try me.”

Taking your eyes off the book, you look at Dio to find seemingly genuine curiosity. Realising you’re probably not going to get any reading done while he’s there, you close the book and begin explaining.

(This part is skippable, I let my imagination run wild with this one… plus it’s a lil gross)

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

It starts off with a boy that discovers a magical garden. This garden was filled with the most beautiful and unbelievable sights. Flowers that sang and a pond with water so clear it sparkled, even the birds that flew around the garden had an enchanting air about them. And at the centre, a tree that grew a peculiar kind of fruit.

Suddenly, a woman appears behind the awestruck boy. He jumps back, startled. The woman chuckles as she explains she’s the sole guardian of this place.

She tells the boy that the fruit from that tree has amazing healing capabilities and can even reverse aging. The boy’s mother was deathly ill with smallpox so this immediately piqued his interest.

He begs the woman if he can take just one, that his mother was dying and he would do anything. She thinks for a moment and before the boy could even blink, one of the fruit lay in her hand.

She says he can have the fruit if he promises to visit her at least once a week. He gives her his word and the woman hands him the fruit.

He thanks her profusely before running back home. He gives his mother the fruit and sure enough, she makes a swift recovery. And true to his word, he visits the garden once every week.

But his mother grows worried as time goes by. Every time he went and came back home, he was slightly… different. The more he went to the garden, the more it became the only thing he would talk about.

His eyes had started to gloss over and his once supple skin was now rough and embedded with feathers. She did everything she could to prevent her son from leaving every week but he somehow always found a way to elude her attempts.

It had gotten so bad that he barely spoke anymore. She pleaded for help from the other villagers but they didn’t believe her, claiming that he looked fine and the time she spent ill had made her mad.

So one day, instead of trying to stop her son she follows him to the garden. From afar she watches as he monotonously approaches the guardian. She greets him but doesn’t receive a response. Despite this, her face contorts into a twisted grin.

The boy stands in front of the woman, tilts his head up and opens his mouth. The woman places her hands on both sides of his face, opening her mouth as well. His mother is horrified as the woman’s mouth opens way beyond human capabilities. The corners of her mouth split open from how wide she opens it.

She has to stop herself from gagging when the woman regurgitates a thick black sludge into the boy’s open mouth. Once she’s finished, the boy swallows and immediately starts convulsing.

The mother can’t believe it as she watches her son morph into a bird. The woman urges him to land on her finger and he obeys. She pets the top of his head before releasing him to fly around the garden, joining all the other birds.

The mother instinctively tries to follow her son, afraid of losing him. But also earning the attention of the guardian.

Although she had seen the tears on the woman’s mouth just moments prior, they were already healed as she looked at her with an eerily warm smile. The guardian steps towards the mother, offering her a fruit from the tree.

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(Okie, back to our regularly scheduled programming!)

Dio looks at you expectantly as you stop.

“What happens next?”

“That’s as far as I’ve gotten.”

You sheepishly look to the ground.

“I know that it’s a bit strange… and also a little dark.”

Dio shakes his head.

“Not at all. I actually find it quite intriguing. Would it be alright if I borrowed it after you’re finished?”

You look up in surprise. Everyone else usually gave you odd looks when you would babble on about the books you liked to read. Well… except for Jonathan, but even then he never really understood why you liked these kinds of books.

So this change of reaction was a pleasant one.

“Of course you can! Do you like these types of books as well?”

“I do, I find books like this to be the most interesting.”

You practically had stars in your eyes at this point.

“Me too! I always got criticism when I was younger about liking it, but something about them is thrilling in a way.”

Dio chuckled at your enthusiasm.

“It surprises me that JoJo fancies these books as well.”

Your mood does a complete 180 as you’re brought back down to earth.

“Oh… he doesn’t…”

Dio raises an eyebrow before you immediately go to clarify.

“He never makes me feel bad about it though! It’s just… not his cup of tea.”

Dio smiles reassuringly at you, silently letting you know there’s no need to explain yourself. But he sees the way you tense every time Jonathan is brought into the conversation.

“Did something happen between you and Jonathan?”

Realising you were doing a terrible job at hiding your true feelings, your shoulders slump.

“Is it that obvious?”

“Just a little.”

Releasing a heavy sigh, you decide to tell him why you’ve been so weird around Jonathan. It’s not that you’re mad at him for what he said, he’s not at fault for having feelings that differ from yours. You can’t force him to return your affections. It doesn’t stop it from hurting though. When you’re finished getting it all out, you have tear streaks staining your cheeks. But you actually feel a tiny bit better.

“Have you told him how you feel?”

You sniffle.

“There’s no point… I already know how he feels and it would only put more of a strain on our friendship than I already have.

Besides… he’s probably interested in that girl he was talking to.”

There’s a moment of silence between you two.

Dio brings a hand to your face, gently wiping away the new set of tears that escaped your eyes. Resting his palm on the side of your cheek, he gazes into your eyes. He’s looking at you with such intensity it feels as if you two are the only people in the world. Like even if there were other people around, he would only see you.

“For what it’s worth, I think Jonathan is a fool for letting you go.”

He starts leaning in closer.

“If a girl like you had her eyes set on me, I would do everything in my power to show her just how much I appreciate her.

There would be no doubt in her mind what place she holds in my life.”

Your eyes widen as his lips graze yours.

“And I’d spend every day making sure she knows that.”

You’re suddenly yanked up from the ground, being pulled away from Dio. You realise that Jonathan is the culprit and your heart stops.

“We need to talk.”

Before you can even think of protesting, Jonathan is already tugging you towards the carriage he used to get to town. You barely have time to give Dio a quick wave goodbye as you’re whisked away, leaving your book long forgotten.

The ride to Jonathan’s home was tense and awkward, neither of you saying a word. After what feels like eons, you finally arrive at the mansion. Jonathan grasps your hand as the carriage door swings open, stepping outside and dragging you with him.

He pulls you into the manor, not stopping for even a moment as you almost trip up the stairs.

“Jonathan, wait!”

You whisper-shout, afraid of disturbing Mr Joestar in the event he was indeed home. Jonathan doesn’t respond as you continue to ascend the stairs.

“Jonathan.”

You reiterate, trying to get his attention. His grip on your hand only tightens as he leads you down the hall. The door to his room swings open and he brings the two of you inside, closing the door.

He lets go of you briefly to grab a chair from the corner of the room, placing it behind the pre-existing chair at his desk. After turning that chair to face the one he just set down, his hand finds yours again and he guides you to the seat closest to the desk. Sitting you down, he takes his seat in front of you. You feel guilt when you see the exasperated look in his eyes, although, it softens as he examines your face.

“You’ve been crying.”

Palming your cheek, his expression turns to one of concern. You brush his hand away while averting his gaze, unable to maintain eye contact any longer.

“I’m fine.”

Jonathan envelopes your hands with his own, rubbing the backs with the pads of his thumbs in soothing circles. Your hands feel so warm in his.

“Please [Name], I can tell when you have something on your mind.”

You look to him to find nothing but kindness in Jonathan’s eyes. The words are caught in your throat as you contemplate how to tell him. How to tell him that your heart flutters at the sight of his face. How to tell him that you love the sound of his laughter. How his compassion for others makes you love him even more every day. How to tell him that you know he doesn’t feel the same way. And how the thought of someone who isn't you being by his side is more than you can bear. Would he think less of you?

“Have I done something wrong?”

You’re snapped out of your train of thought when you hear the slight tremble in Jonathan’s voice.

“Is that why you turned to him instead?”

Was he referring to Dio? No, he was the one who approached you! You’re quick to explain.

“That’s not it at all!”

“Then why have you been avoiding me?”

You sigh.

“You didn’t do anything, JoJo. I’m just afraid that once I tell you… you won’t want to be around me anymore.”

Jonathan holds your hands close, trying to comfort you.

“That will never happen [Name], you are my best friend. I couldn’t possibly fathom the idea of my life without you in it.”

There it is, the word friend. You suppress a sob as you try to collect yourself. This moment was inevitable you tell yourself. At least once it’s over, you can move on. Though you doubt you ever truly will. Exhaling shakily, you meet Jonathan’s gaze.

“Do you remember last Friday, how I didn’t show up at the bakery?”

He nods.

“Well… that’s a lie, because I did show up. I was looking for you when I heard your voice. And that you were talking… with another girl.”

Jonathan’s eyes widen as it clicks.

“You must’ve heard our conversation. I’m so sorry [Name], what that girl said was completely inappropriate. I immediately denied that anything-”

“Please just let me finish!”

Jonathan is taken aback by your sudden outburst. He sees the way your shoulders tremble, how your eyebrows are furrowed and the thick tears running down your face. He shuts his mouth, wordlessly apologising. Taking a deep breath, you continue.

“I know how you feel about me, that’s why I haven’t been able to face you lately. Because my feelings for you… and your feelings for me are too different.”

You see the confused look on Jonathan’s face. God he’s dense… but that’s another thing you love about him.

“I’m in love with you Jonathan.”

Your chest constricts as Jonathan’s expression turns to shock. But you can’t stop now, so you go on.

“I’ve known for a while now. That I don’t think of you as a friend.”

Your throat tightens as you utter your next words.

“And I know that you don’t think of me the same way. I can’t blame you for that. But the thought of you holding someone else in your arms causes me such grief it feels like I might die.”

Jonathan’s mouth is still agape. You smile sadly at him.

“You must think I’m so selfish.”

Jonathan’s lips come crashing into yours. You let out a surprised gasp that he swallows hungrily. He brings a hand to cup the back of your head as he looms over you, pulling you closer, leaning the other hand on the desk for support. The contrast between the softness of his lips and the roughness of the kiss is dizzying, you subconsciously bring your hands to his chest to try and ground yourself. Your heart jumps as you’re tugged from your seat and Jonathan’s mouth leaves yours. You inhale breathlessly.

“JoJo.”

“The selfish one is me [Name].”

Jonathan’s hands are suddenly on your waist and you yelp as he lifts you onto the desk. You were so distracted that you didn’t notice him move the chair and guide you closer to the furniture. Your back hits the wall as he kisses you again, shorter than the first but still just as desperate. He trails several kisses across your jawline and onto your neck, earning an involuntary mewl from you. He murmurs into your skin.

“I can’t pretend anymore. Not once have I thought of you as a friend since I’ve known you [Name].”

He stops his assault to stare lovingly into your eyes. Grasping one of your hands and bringing it to his cheek, he plants a gentle peck in your palm.

“For years I’ve yearned for you in secrecy and silence. And after hearing that you feel the same, it’s taking all I have to control myself. My body aches for you so much that it hurts.”

You’re baffled that he can say something so obscene with such an innocent expression. Much less about you.

“What about that other girl?”

“Everything I told her was a lie. I recognised her, she’s one of the girls Dio sneaks into the manor while father is away.”

He smiles at you mischievously.

“He thinks that I don’t know.”

Processing the new information, you guess that it makes sense. But you thought the feud between Jonathan and Dio had ended years ago? And there’s still one other thing that confuses you.

“Why didn’t you just tell me?”

Jonathan’s smile fades into something more serious, but the affection in his eyes is still genuine.

“I know I’ve said that what happened between Dio and I is long behind me. But after all he’s done… I couldn’t bring myself to trust him. If he found out… I couldn’t trust him around you.”

Jonathan’s lips pout slightly

“And I was right! When we were separated he didn’t waste a moment trying to kiss you!”

A small grin makes its way on your face as you realise. Why Jonathan had acted so rashly when he saw you with Dio. Maybe it was you that was the dense one.

“You were jealous!”

His pout deepens as a light pink dusts his cheeks.

“It’s not nice to tease [Name]!”

You can’t help but think he looks extremely cute like this. And you can’t help but want more.

“You. Were. Jeal-ous! You. Were. Jeal-ous! You. Were. Jeal-ous!”

“Can you blame me?”

You let out a surprised squeak as Jonathan suddenly slides you closer to him by your hips. With your hands on his chest and the way you’re looking up at him, something stirs in Jonathan as he whispers into your ear.

“I want to be the only one that gets to see you like this.”

His hands travel up the sides of your body as his lips find your neck once more.

“The only one who gets to touch you like this.”

You cover your mouth to try and suppress a whimper. He grabs that hand, intertwining your fingers with his.

“The only one who gets to hear you like this.”

He looks up at you with clouded eyes.

“When it comes to you my love, I am insatiable.”

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