#all i know is tshirt and leggings and the hair i woke up with

[hartigays]

everyone is like “dating apps are basically sales! you’re selling what you’ve got!! all you need to do is get your angles down, wear a bit of makeup, take pics in cute outfits-” i’d rather die, actually

[uravitypng]

Kinktober idea! Yuuji's your roommate and it's his birthday.

Maybe birthday sex or afterwards being caught masturbating

"happy birthday yuuji!" you walk out your bedroom door and shout out to him. maybe if yuuji woke up earlier you would have made him breakfast but you knew he just would wake up early even on his birthday.

"THANKS!" you hear him call from the however. you smirk and head to the kitchen to see if yuuji has already made breakfast and if not you'll make some for him however your heart warms warms when you walk in and see on the counter a plate that you know he's cooked for you as he hates half the stuff on it. it's still warm as well so he obviously hasn't been in the shower very long.

you go to the sofa and start leisurely eating while picking something to watch on the tv. you see the new anime yuuji has been wanting to watch and load it up for when he comes out. you're spending the morning together to celebrate his birthday before he goes to the gym with todo and then spend the rest of the day with megumi and nobara. you've only exchanged a few words with todo before but he seems pleasant and you've spent some time with megumi and nobara too, you think yuuji would call them his closest friends, and they seem like good people.

you hear the shower stop and see yuuji walk in, still with his towel in hand. he's drying his hair with his towel and giving you one of his famous grins that leave you breathless. he's wearing one of his grey sweatpants and you're trying not to look because you think he looks incredibly hot when he wears them and you swear he knows about it and he does it on purpose. "what have you got for me this morning?"

you place your plate on the side and give him a grin back in return. "that new anime you've been wanting to watch."

"yes, amazing!" he falls down next to you on the sofa and goes to grab the remote. you spend the whole morning watching anime.

"alright i'm off now." he swings his gym bag over his shoulder and grabs his keys. "don't wait up for me, i'll probably be out all night."

you try and go about your day but in the back of your mind the whole time you're thinking about yuuji in those sweatpants. as the night draws near you head to your room and try to get an early night. after a little while you end up screaming into a pillow because all you can think about is yuuji. your roommate. your friend. and all you want is to kiss his stupid face.

"this is ridiculous, i won't be able to look at him in the eye... i'll just think about someone else... yeah just because this is because of him doesn't mean i have to think about him," you murmur to yourself, rationalising in your head.

wanting to get this over with as quickly as possible you pull of your tshirt and shorts and move your pillow. 'if i just have one orgasm i might be able to finally fall asleep.' you pull the pillow in between your legs and press against your clit. you start moving and creating friction against your clit, humping the pillow. you bite your lip trying to stop any noises from spilling out and you grab the covers and clench your fists as you move however the more you move the more noises you make, unable to keep them from leaving your mouth. "f-fuck yuuji- yuu- i...i... f-feels so good!" you swore you wouldn't imagine him but you can't help it.

the moans, whimpers and gasps leave your mouth so loud that you don't hear the front door open. yuuji takes off his shoes and freezes as he hears noises from your room. he knows the sound of moans and sex and he hopes that whoever you brought home won't be there in the morning when he wakes up. he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, you've never brought someone home before and he's trying desperately to not get turned on and imagine it was him in that room with you. he walks past your door and freezes when he hears you say his name and a grin creeps on his face.

yuuji bursts through the door and sees you naked pressed up against a pillow. you scream at him and pull the pillow up so it's covering your body. he looks at the pillow and he smirks, "heard you calling my name?"

"GET OUT YUUJI!" you scream him, wishing you had a second pillow to throw at him.

"i thought you wanted me to make you feel good," he laughs. "i'll make you feel better than that stain on your pillow." your eyes widen as you quickly turn your pillow round hoping that you'll still stay covered up. he gets quieter and his tone gets softer, "we both want this."

you stay silent for a moment and then nod your head slowly, "yeah i want this yuu."

he smirks at you and moves onto the bed, "good girl." one second the pillow is in front of your body the next he's pulling it out your hold and staring at your body like you're the most beautiful person in the entire world. he puts a hand on your soft waist and strokes your skin with his thumb. you make eye contact and his eyes soften as you look at each other, he places a delicate kiss on the corner of your mouth. "best birthday present ever," he whispers and looks at you in awe.

you giggle and grab hold of his shirt and pull him closer towards you, "kiss me again birthday boy."

[xhfics]

Help yourself ~ Jungsu

18+, minors dni

Smut

Reader x jungsu

Contains masturbation/fingering, nipple play, finger sucking, little bit of dirty talk, some praise

“I’ll get dressed quickly babe, give me a minute.” Jungsu says to you after pressing a firm kiss on your lips. “You look cute, by the way.”

He’s going to be away all day, and possibly most of the night, and you really haven't been feeling your best since you woke up. It's always difficult for you to have to miss your boyfriend.

You sit on the bed, it's still messy from the two of you sleeping there. You’ll clean it up later. Wearing Jungsu’s sweatpants and tshirt instantly makes you feel more comfortable.

As you watch Jungsu’s figure hurry left and right to get himself dressed in some jeans and a nice button up, you can't help but feel a little needy for him.

You lean back slightly, supporting yourself on your elbows and you let one of your hands play with the waistband of the sweatpants.

Jungsu’s putting on his watch and chuckles when he sees what you're doing. He sits next to you on the bed and pats his lap. “Come here, baby. We still have a little bit of time.”

He pulls you onto his lap; your ass against his crotch and your back resting on his chest.

You throw your head back on his shoulder and he kisses your exposed neck, slowly. His hands are on your hips and grab hold of them.

“You’re gonna have to help yourself baby.” He mumbles by your ear, rather instructing you.

He loves it when you're wearing his clothes, it makes you look so cute and comfortable. But right now, he wants you to make a mess of them while sitting on his lap.

Your boyfriend’s hands slowly slip under your tshirt and go up to your breasts. He gently massages them, as he keeps pressing wet kisses on your neck.

“Touch yourself, my pretty girl.” He says, his voice low and husky.

You moan softly, your whole body resting against his. You sneak your hand into the sweatpants and into your panties, there's no time to waste.

Jungsu rewards you by rubbing his fingers over your nipples, gently pinching them every now and then.

You touch yourself slowly, sliding your fingers through your folds as you focus on your boyfriend fondling your chest.

“You're so gorgeous like this.” He says to you, one of his hands slides atop your own hand, the one that's playing with yourself. He uses your own hand to finger you, pushing your fingers into your wet hole. “Gonna ruin you when I get back tonight.”

He leans back slightly, so you do too. His hand leaves your panties and he parts your legs a little more. The hand that was cupping your breast, slowly moves to your stomach.

The fingers of his other hand are slightly wet from you, and he brushes them over your lips. “Suck them clean.”

You part your lips for him and he pushes his fingers in your mouth. You hear the faintest moan from him behind you. Which makes you whimper.

You suck off Jungsu’s fingers as you still pump your own fingers in and out of yourself. The whines and pants you release, let Jungsu know you're really close to coming to your high.

“Come on baby.” He whispers, taking his fingers out your mouth and brushing your hair aside so he can suck a mark on the side of your neck. “Cum in my sweats.”

This sends you over the edge and you come all over your fingers and your boyfriend’s sweatpants with a satisfied moan.

You let your body fall against Jungsu’s as you catch your breath a little. You feel his fingers ghost over your body; your sides, your chest and your throat.

“Such a good girl.” He praises you softly. He wraps his arms around your waist and hugs you tightly.

[vintagevict0ria]

𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞

“You brush past me in the hallway…”

chapter 1

pairing: Adam Driver x f!reader

content: n/a

a/n: omg i am soooooo excited for this you have no idea. Its been so long since i posted and this idea has been stuck in my drafts since july and since im back in my Adam driver era- id thought id finish this. This is mostly inspired by Taylor Swifts song "I can see you" and each chapter will be based on a lyric! So i am no expert on how film/actor/movie stuff works so bear with me. Hopeful as this goes on, it will get better. Im planning on finishing this by the new year (who knows if that will happen) but since im on break i should take advantage of my free time. Ok long story short I will be writing this shit non stop since im on a writing high so who knows if the next chapter will come out tommorow! Hope you enjoy! Notes are greatly appreciated!!

Y/n, a famous actress known for her beautiful face and captivating personality but also her incredible acting skills. You had been nominated for over 50 awards and won 5 oscars. It had been a while since you were on a set nor a movie. The last film was a roaring success and the critics were crazy about it! The media begged for another film starring Y/N Y/L/N.

The first thing you heard when you woke up was the sound of your phone ringing. Your agent- Carolina, was calling. You quickly answered- yawning and hoping she wouldn’t hear it. “Y/n! Great news!” You sighed, not really understanding what was happening. “You got the job!” The job? what is she talking about? “huh?” You rubbed your eyes, laying back down. “The movie!! Adam Driver is in it too! Oh my gosh i can hear them now! ‘Y/n y/l/n and Adam Driver are co-stars in the biggest hit of the year!” Once you heard his name, you sprung up “Wait what?” “Yeah! They want you here in LA by tomorrow morning. I’ve already booked you a flight to leave in..5 hours! Bye!” She hung up before you could say another word. You glanced over at the clock- 9:35. The flight was at 2:15 and it would take a while to pack and get ready. So, being the smart woman you are, you got up and started the day. Showering, packing, and of course- stopping to get starbucks.

Once you arrived in LA, you headed to the condo where you would be staying for a majority of filming. That morning you woke up and started getting ready for the day. Showering, and making a coffee before you headed out to the table read. You threw on a pair of leggings and a tshirt. It was late autumn so you took a jacket on the way out. At the studio you said hello to the crew and a huge thank you to the casting director. “Y/n!” It was Carolina- she ran up to you and embraced you in a tight hug. “How was the flight?” You smiled at the redhead girl “Great.” Carolina jumped up and down with excitement and handed you sheets of paper. On the cover was the name of the film, the name of the director-JJ Abrams- and your name. “Heres your script. You need to go ahead and head in there! Bye!” She walked away, the sound of her heals clicked across the floor. You quickly skimmed through the pages while walking and not paying attention. You soon enough ran into someone, your coffee spilling over you and the floor along with your script- which was on the floor…covered in coffee. “Oh gosh Im so sorry!” You apologized while picking up your script, wincing at the wet paper. “You might want to watch where you are going next time.” The voice was soft but stern. You looked up and realized it was Adam Driver.

He was wearing all black and his hair was messy. He glanced at you with a subtle stare. “Im so sorry!” You stood up, brushing yourself off. “No worries, happens to the best of us.” He rolled his shoulders back and popped his neck, closing his eyes. Damn he was attractive. ”You headed in?” You asked, trying to keep your composure together. Adam simply just nodded.

The first day of the read consisted of going over the aspects of the film and the time line of production. After the read through, filming would start, then the movie premiere would take place after filming and production in Hollywood, but that was a whiles away. When the read was over you walked out with another co star. Heading to your condo, you received a text from Carolina. "Girl, just talked to JJ and he just gave me word that there is a sex scene between you and Adam 😁" The stupid emoji at the end made you cringe. Carolina giving you this news shot your nerves through the roof. As if you weren't already nervous enough about working with Adam, having to film a intimate scene made it far worse. Kicking your shoes off and falling onto your bed, you opened instagram, an attempt to get your mind of the situation at hand, it didn't work.

[uhhhhjhfrogs]

Uhh a quick lil 1.8k of Corroded Coffin Steddie | ao3

Eddie woke up to Steve running his fingers through his hair, he purred like a cat and buried his face in Steve’s chest, “can I just stay here forever?”

Steve chuckled softly and Eddie luxuriated in the vibration, “I mean forever is a long time but the rest of this Sunday seems doable.”

“I can’t Sunday I have…” Eddie's eyes snapped open and he sat up abruptly, “band practice! Shit!”

“Since when do you have band practice on a Sunday?” Steve pouted as he watched Eddie scramble out of bed, grabbing whatever clothes he got his hands on first.

“Since you seduced me into skipping practice on Thursday.”

Steve smirked to himself, “I don’t remember you complaining.”

“Well my mouth was pretty busy if you remember,” Eddie scoffed as he hopped around the room pulling up his pants.

Steve sat up in bed to watch him, leaning against the headboard, the sheets pooled around his waist and bare chest on display, all Eddie wanted to do was crawl in between his legs and take him under the sheets again but he had already flaked once that week he couldn’t flake again. Instead he groaned and came to Steve’s side of the bed, tilting his chin up to kiss him sweetly, “it’s torture leaving you dear but maybe you want to come by practice later? In like an hour or two? Watch us play a little bit?”

Steve hummed and kissed him again, “yeah sounds fun, but you should go now if you don’t want to be late.”

“What would I do without you?” Eddie grinned, giving him one more kiss before sprinting out the door. And if Steve didn’t mention how half the clothes Eddie had grabbed had been his? Well he would find out when his friends asked why he was wearing a Hawkins Varsity Swim shirt and Steve’s boxers.

____

Eddie was only 10 minutes late to practice rather than his usual 20, Steve must be a good influence on him. The rest of the guys were already there but they were still setting up so Eddie quickly put his stuff down and started setting up his own sweetheart.

They all started tuning their instruments and tuning turned into a little bit of a jam and then Eddie transitioned into the opening of one of their songs and they were off. It was messy and a little uncoordinated, but their first song at practice always was. It was fun though and Eddie jumped around like they were playing for an actual audience instead of just the garden gnomes in Gareth’s garage. All that jumping in Gareth’s sauna of a garage and Eddie was already sweating, he shed the jacket he had come in with and decided to play the rest of practice in just his tshirt; or what he thought was his tshirt.

“Is that Steve Harrington’s shirt?” Gareth questioned from behind his drum set.

“What?” Eddie looked down and realized that in his haste to get to practice in time he had picked up Steve’s shirt instead of his own, ‘Hawkins Swim and Dive’ plastered across his chest in varsity font. “This isn’t Steve’s… I must’ve swiped this from the locker room a while back, I was in a rush to get here on time - wasn’t looking at what I was grabbing.”

“Dude. It literally says Harrington on the back, why are you lying about this?”

“Shit. Uh I guess it is Steve’s then, whatever, maybe he left it at my house, should we do ‘stagnant’ next? We should practice it for the gig next weekend.”

It was a shameless segue but it worked, they dropped their line of questioning and practice went back to normal for a little while. Until Eddie dropped his pick and had to crouch down to pick it up.

“Who’s boxers are those!” Gareth threw his drumstick towards the revealing gap between Eddie’s shirt that was riding up and his pants that were riding down.

“What the fuck does that mean? My own?”

Jeff stepped forward and put a hand on Eddie’s shoulder, “Eddie, I think I can speak for all of us when I say, we’ve seen you in your underwear enough to know that those are not yours, so whose are they?”

“Maybe I bought new underwear? Have you considered that?” Eddie crossed his arms defensively.

They all burst out laughing and Eddie pouted at them, “I don’t know what’s so funny.”

“I literally gave you underwear for your last birthday because you never buy them yourself.”

“Think if we checked the waistband there would be a nice little ‘S. Harrington’ embroidered in script?”

“No!” Eddie squeaked, because he knew it was there.

Gareth stood up and came around his drum set,“I think we know what we have to do boys.”

The other two nodded in unison, “It must be done.”

The boys started wrestling, trying to pin Eddie down and he was scrappy but 3-on-1 is never fair and soon enough Eddie was immobilized under the weight of his entire band sitting on top of him.

“Holy shit I was joking but it’s real, he’s wearing Steve Harrington's underwear.”

Eddie braced himself for the next logical leap, for them realizing that he and Steve were dating and all the questions that came from it but instead Jeff just laughed, “I can’t believe you stole Harrington’s underwear, like we know you’ve had a thing for Harrington since Sophomore year but we didn’t know you were so desperate that you’d stoop so low to a panty raid.”

Gareth grinned, “this is great blackmail material.”

“What? you’re going to blackmail me because I’m gay? That’s kind of homophobic of you guys.” Eddie said as he tried to wiggle out from under them.

“Not because you’re gay, we would’ve done this if you stole a girls underwear too, it’s the underwear theft itself which is the blackmail material, like sure everyone had a crush on Steve Harrington at some point in their lives but I doubt more than a few went so far as to steal his underwear.”

They finally let him up and Eddie just rolled his eyes, “ok whatever, I don’t care.”

“You’re saying you don’t care if Harrington finds out that you like him soooo much that you stole his underwear?”

“No I don’t care, especially because I know you’ll never have the guts to actually tell him.”

“I mean he kind of has a point there, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you even stand within five feet of Steve Harrington.”

“Ooh your ears must be burning!” Gareth’s mom laughed as she led Steve into the garage, “Steve Harrington is here, asking for Eddie.”

“Hi, Eddie said I could watch you practice today.” Steve waved.

All the band members looked at Eddie with wicked smirks.

Eddie kicked his band mates in the shins subtly as he crossed to Steve, “Yeah, we were just gonna start going through our set list for the next show, you can sit on the couch over there.”

“Cool.” Steve smiled and settled on the couch to watch.

Thankfully, the band valued rehearsal over the potential humiliation of their lead singer and they followed Eddie’s lead-in to their set list. Going through the set list and fixing all the mistakes they made along the way took another hour and afterwards the boys were beat. Eddie dropped to the floor where he was, sprawling on the floor with Jeff, Gareth spun around on his stool and Kurt sat on the couch with Steve.

Eddie popped his head up and grinned at Steve, “so what did you think?”

“Loud,” Steve chuckled, “but really cool, there were some new songs in there right?”

“You know our music well enough to know which songs are new?” Gareth leaned over his drums.

“Yeah, Eddie gave me some of your tapes.”

“And you listened to them?”

Steve furrowed his brow, “yeah? What else would I do with them?”

“Huh.”

Breaking the awkward tension that had begun seeping into the room, Jeff popped his head up, “Do we have any beer?”

_____

A couple beers in all the guys were a lot more relaxed, Steve had slotted into the dynamic between them surprisingly well. Eventually Jeff had enough of the puppy dog eyes Eddie was giving Steve so he decided to stir the pot, “so what do you think of Eddie’s wardrobe today, Steve? Think we should add more jock style to the band?”

“I think you should,” Steve snorted, “imagine, you could be the only metal band out there in varsity jackets.”

“Yeah? You think so, Harrington? Would you lend all of us various athletic paraphernalia?”

“Playing multiple sports since middle school has prepared me for this,” he nodded solemnly, “if you wanted to you could all take a different sport even.”

Eddie laughed, “ok but I want your letterman jacket.” He shot Steve a secret little smile, he’s worn Steve’s letterman jacket before, he’s worn only Steve’s letterman jacket before, and he didn’t want any of his other band mates tainting that memory.

Kurt pouted,”aw you already got his underwear! I want the jacket.”

“Oh come on! There goes our blackmail dummy.”

“Your what?” Steve chuckled.

“Oh shit. Sorry Eddie, we really didn’t plan on saying anything, it just slipped. Fuck! Sorry man.”

“I told you guys, I don’t care if you try and tell Steve.”

“Are you sure? Because I think it’s so funny.”

“Go ahead” Eddie made a flourish with his hand from the floor.

“Hey Steve-“

“Yeah?”

“You know Eddie is wearing your boxers right now?” The band burst out laughing and Eddie just shrugged shamelessly at Steve who was grinning like an idiot.

“Huh, wonder where he got those.” Steve chuckled.

“You don’t care if we tell him the second part either?” Gareth poked Eddie on the floor.

“No go ahead, I would argue that’s the funnier part.” Eddie smirked directly at Steve.

“Well we assume that he stole them from your house because he likes you sooo much.” They cackled like hyenas the way that only drunk 18 year olds can.

“Hmm, and Eddie, you really don’t care that they told me this?”

“Not a bit,” he gave Steve a small knowing smile.

Steve popped off the couch and for a second the band was afraid he was about to kick Eddie when he was literally down but instead he laid next to Eddie, interlaced their fingers together and smiled, “Well I think it’s a good thing he likes me so much considering we’ve been dating for about 6 months now.”

There was a moment of stunned silence before the garage erupted into pandemonium. Steve and Eddie just burst out laughing and Steve leaned over to kiss his boyfriend silly like he had wanted to ever since he saw him shred the guitar solo in the first song they played.

[moncherijoie]

(𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝. 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢66)

𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬- 𝐓𝐞𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐞

⚠︎𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚂𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝙾𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗(𝚖) 𝙾𝚛𝚊𝚕(𝚖)

The sunlight was bright as it shone white in your shared bedroom. The sheer curtains flowing as Ten was fast asleep in bed. The scent of vanilla was spreading throughout the room. It was your signature scent.

You had gotten put of the bathroom all freshened up. You had just finished curling your hair. (Real or wig)

You was wearing his fresh white tshirt that smelled like baby powder because of the detergent. You went over to wake your man up. To end up noticing how fine he looked in the morning.

His skin was so fair. His lips were plush to the point you wanted to kiss him all over.

"Honey?" You shook him till you woke him up. "Huh?" You eyes squinted a bit as if you were tired. His messy hair make him look more finer.

"I wanna fuck the shit out of you right now." You said crawing on top on him over the covers. "What are you-" His words were cut off as you pressed your lips onto his.

His hands grabbed your ass. Slapping your ass before pulling away. "We can't do this right now. You know I'm tired." Ten said as you pulled the covers.

He stayed late hours after work so he can nail choreography. "I know baby~ But you look so fine this morning I can't resist it. So how about you just relax. I'll take care of you."

Ten chuckles not taking you serious. You didn't really take control much whenever you two had sex. It did make you feel bad. But you wanted to prove that you could take control.

Ten was only in his boxers as you now sat onto his groin. He instantly began getting hard underneath you. You on the other hand started placing kisses all over his face. Going down to his neck and sucking at the skin leaving a hickey.

"You're actually serious." Ten says before he releases a moan. It drove you nuts knowing you could make him do that. Being impatient you immediately got off of him and pulled off his boxers.

Taking his shaft in your hand you started sucking him off. The sounds you made made Ten go insane. His dick was already sensitive as is. But with you bobbing your head up and sucking off him. He knew he wouldn't last long.

You used your free hand to reach and rub your pussy while hearing Ten's moans. "I swear you're gonna make me cum before I want to." He groans.

You pull away circling your tongue at his tip. "I want you to cum in me." You say before getting on top of him and guiding Ten's dick into your pussy.

"Fuck~ When I get my stamina back I'll-"

"You're not going to do nothing." You said as you started bouncing on his cock. Ten bit his lip looking at you.

"Feels good doesn't it?" You ask as he nodded furrowing his eyebrows. You moan turning him on even more. You grabbed the back of his neck. Before pulling him into a kiss. You looked to dearing to him.

But you looked more beautiful riding him. Your mouth hung open as your moaning got louder and louder.

"Shit, baby I'm close!" Ten said as you threw your head back. "Just hold it a bit longer. I'm getting close too." You responded.

"I-I can't h-hold it any longer." He bit his palm facing the side of his pillow. You believe how hotter he got with his long hair messy and all over his face.

His legs started twitching as you felt his cum shoot up inside you. It drove you to go faster. "Fuck baby you're gonna make me overstimulate." He whines as he clenched the bedsheets shaking more.

"Ah fuck~ I'm so close baby." You hid your face in in neck. So close to each other. You bounced faster on it. "It's fucking sensitive!~" Ten Yelp as he help onto your waist. Weakly trying to push you off. "It's too much!"

"I'm gonna cum!~" You whined in Ten ear as that was his second orgasm. It was spilling out of you which made you quickly made you reach your high. It washed over you as a warm sensitive feeling.

Your lower body started twitching as you flopped onto Ten. Who is still shaking aswell. "I love you baby, thank you for holding on." You kissed Ten on his lips passionately.

"I want you to do that again sometime." He chuckles.

[ifimdreaming]

could i request jack hughes? any plot:))))

blurb!

cuddles

jack hughes x reader || mostly fluffy

summary: you are feeling sick adn just need jack by your side

word count: 0.7k

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you finally woke up from your nap at around 6pm - at least 4 hours after you had laid down. you hadnt had this bad of a migraine in forever and felt so awful you couldnt even stand up. 

You knew jack was busy with practice and didnt want to bother him with how you were feeling, but all you wanted was to have him by your side.

You tried and failed to make your to to the kitchen to get some water, quickly retreating back to your bed after a dizzy spell. 

defeatedly, you gave in and decided to give your boyfriend a call and tell him how you were feeling.

you call him once and he doesnt answer, so you try him again - “hey is everything ok?” he finally picks after a few rings, clearly out of breath from practice.

“im so sorry to interrupt practice j, but i had to call you…i have a fucking migraine and i feel so sick i dont know what to do” you say as your voice cracks and you begin to cry just from the pain.

“hey, hey, hey, its ok, dont worry baby!” he says, gently calming you down, “can you wait about an hour? I can leave practice early. I just need a bit more time, does that sound ok?” he reassures and you sniffle and wipe your tears as they fall down your cheeks. 

“yes please. thanks jack” you say between sniffles.

“just try to relax ok?, ill be there soon, love you”

“I love you too”

-

you didnt realize you had fallen asleep again as you are awoken by the sound of your bedroom door quietly opening and closing.

you blink to adjust your eyes to the brightness of the room and are met with a messy haired jack standing over you, one hand holding a delicate bundle of pink tulips and the other a small tub of ben and jerry’s ice cream and some pain medication.

you smile at the sight of him and he comes over to you and leans down, placing a kiss on your forehead.

“hey hunny - how are you feeling?” he says gently and quietly, trying his best to be respectful of the state you were in.

“Ok..” you say as you sit up on your bed and scooch over so jack can sit down beside you.

“I brought you these” he sets the tulips on your bedside table and sits at the edge of your bed facing towards you, “do you want the icecream now? I can go get you a spoon?” he says as he rubs your leg. 

"im - just not very hungry...sorry" you say quietly, not wanting to hurt his feelings.

"hey, its ok, ill just put in the freezer, yeah?" he says and you nod in response.

jack comes back quickly with a glass of water, handing it to you, and you take a sip as he begins opening the headache medication.

"do you want to take these now?" he asks you, trying to do anything he can to help.

“honestly? I just need you” you say as you begin to break down again, softly crying as you cover your face with your hand.

“oh baby” he stands up to set your water and medicine down next to the flowers and sits beside you again. you crawl into his lap and he cradles you in his arms as you cry into his shoulder.

he begins to shush you and rub your back, and it doesnt take long for you to calm down. just being in his touch is enough to make you forget about the pain.

“you ok? how can i help?” he asks as he lifts up your head, looking into your eyes adoringly.

“just lay with me?” you say wiping your tears, peering down at the tear stains on the side of jacks devils tshirt.

“until you ask me to go.” he says as he begins getting more comfortable on the bed, leaning against the headboard with you lying in his lap between his legs.

you nuzzle your head into his chest and close your eyes, as theyre starting to sting from crying, and from the brightness of the room.

“jack?” you ask up at him, “hm?” he responds as he is gently placing kisses on the top of your head, his arms wrapped around your body.

“thanks for coming over” you say in a whisper as you begin to feel sleepy again. 

“always”

-

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[verstappensrealwife]

Last Request - Fernando Alonso x Reader

Part 1/2 part 2 here. Angst. approx. 650 words.

warnings: crying, drinking, me almost crying while writing because I'm an emotional wreck <3

fernando alonso masterlist - here. f1 masterlist - here.

Yours and Fernando’s relationship had been on the rocks now for a while. Always arguing about something or other- whether it was him being away too much or you not going with him to his races.

And while yes, you loved him with all your heart, you knew staying with him any longer would make you hate him. That was the last thing you wanted.

When he stepped into your shared home, he could sense you were off. You were sat in the dark of your bedroom, despite the beaming sun outside trying to force its way through the fabric of the curtains. “Are you okay my love?” He asked tentatively, gentle with his words.

Shaking you head you spoke, “We should split up.” You spat out quickly- not so gentle. He looked at you confused, staring at you for any signs of a smirk or stiffle of laughter, but nothing. “Don’t look at me like that ‘Nando… You knew it would come sooner or later.”

He stayed silent, pinching his arm to see if this was all really happening… And he felt it, this was truly happening. “Is- Are you seeing someone else?” He managed to find some words. You shook your head no. “Then why…? Don’t you remember how we used to be?”

“Used to be…” You repeated. “Not anymore,” “I- Baby I can change, We can get a councellor- we- we could…”

You shook your head, tears in your eyes. He was sat beside you now, his eyes begging and pleading. And as the tears began to leave your eyes, falling down you face, he cried too. You brought your hands up to his face, pushing the tears away for him. “You’ll be okay, my love,” You whispered. His head dropped down to look at his lap. Your hand snuck over and held his hands that rested on his legs, your thumb rubbing gentle-loving circles on the palm of his hand. He knew it was no use trying to get you to change your mind- you were his for almost 3 years- he knew how stubborn you were once your mind had been made up. “I have one last request…” he said quietly, looking up at you, your beautiful face staring back at him, the last time he’d see it in person. You nodded and hummed for him to ask his request. “Just let me hold you, lay down beside me… one last time.”

You shuffled back on the bed, laying down and waiting for him to lay besides you. He immediately lay practically ontop of you. His head between your shoulder and neck, his arm wrapped around your waist. You massaged his hair as he lay with you, tears staining your tshirt as he held you one last time. It was the last time he could hold you in bed. The last time he could wake you up with kisses and breakfast in bed. The last time he would be able to call you his own.

After he had fell asleep, and his breathing slowed completely, you left.

When he woke up, it was around 8pm, and he was alone. He called you, thinking it was all just a dream he could tell you about and you'd laugh. But you didn’t pick up, not one of his many calls.

He got up, and went straight to the kitchen, grabbing the first bottle of alcohol he set his eyes on and drank. He sat on the floor of his kitchen and got blind drunk. The taste at first was strong, but after at least a quarter of the bottle, he drank like a fish. After 3 bottles of… god knows what… he managed to stumble to the couch, falling face-first into the cushions and going straight to sleep.

[keenzinemugstudent]

Miguel O'Hara x Black reader imagines 🔥⚠️smut⚠️🔥 I'm going to hell I swear

okay im definitely going to hell for this what if you the reader aka Y/n had gave Miguel the most toe curling, mouth watering, the most sloppiest, bombastic soul sucking head ever? Okay look just hear me out just hear me out please?!

Dude hasn't jerked off in months because he's always busy working and keeping track of the spider-verse there's always something interrupting his time he never has enough free and he had just broke up with his girlfriend who he found out was cheating you are his bestfriend and help him with spider verse stuff he was at your house cause he found out you had a date and you wanted his advice on what to wear when you came out your bathroom he was actually half sleep but woke up to your soft voice to get his attention when he opened his eyes he nearly passed out seeing what you were considering wearing to your little date.

"Well what do you think Miggy? Is it to much?"

He couldn't say anything but stare he runs his eyes down your body trying to understand the situation he almost forgot where and why he was here.

"W-where the hell did you get that?!"

Was the first thing he said making you shyly look at him hands behind your back causing him to let out a low moan seeing your chest sticking out a bit.

"It was a birthday gift from my sister."

Your the type of person to not wear flashy clothes he's always seen you in baggy clothes or pants with a Tshirt this was something Miguel has NEVER in his life seen you wear something like THAT he forgot who you even where that you were somebody else.

"Miguel you okay you look a bit flushed?"

You walk towards him heels clicking on the floor he just sat there watching your hips move as you walked you out a hand on his forehead than his cheek he was breathing hard trying not to stare to hard but you chest was right there in his face and your scent had smelt so good he felt his pants tighten

"I'm fine Y/n, don't worry"

You sure?

"Y-yes! And you look great who ever your going out with is lucky..."

He quickly looked away from you trying to focus his mind to elsewhere so you wouldn't see him getting hard, fuck he shouldn't have agreed to this it was bad enough he hasn't jerked out in weeks? Or was it longer than that now here he was helping you pick an outfit for a date he didn't even know about or who the lucky fucker was! He hated this shit but he cared about you so much when you asked he couldn't say no not to you of all people.

"Miguel?"

He felt your hands on his giving you a side eye you were sitting next to him still wearing the damn dress but had a worried look on your face.

"I appreciate you being here to help me pick out an outfit but I can tell how tired you are you need to rest."

You say moving a bit of hair out his face he closed his eyes at the close contact leaning into your tiny hand before opening his eyes taking a better look at you he always thought you were cute a pretty little thing but now he didn't know what to think and whenever he tried to think of you his thoughts went into really and I mean really dirty thoughts which involved you on your back legs wide open begging and pleading for him to do whatever he felt sick just thinking of you that way because you were an sweet and innocent girl he was a sick bastard.

"You can spent the night here use the guest room okay?"

"Yeah okay have fun on your date." He says standing by the door watching you grab your purse you than turned around to give him a smile giving him a gentle kiss on the cheek.

"I'll try goodnight Miggy please rest." You wave goodbye closing the door behind you Miguel was left standing there with with a kiss mark on his cheek he wanted to die.

Later that night Miguel couldn't for the life of him sleep it was 11:40 at night you left at 9:20 he couldn't stop thinking about you and what you doing whenever he closed his eyes he saw you face smiling at him, kissing him or.....he let out a low groan feeling his dick hard as a rock he was alone he had time to himself so he might as well, he kicked off the covers removed his shirt because it was to hot to in the room than glared down at his phone grabbing it to looking through his gallery it was a picture of you smiling while staring at the camera, hugging him while he looked like a grumpy cat. Your words not his, it was Christmas one of the day's he hated but you invited him over to spend time together maybe that was when he started to like you more than just a friend. He took a deep breath trying to relax his thoughts went back to you in the dress that fit your body perfectly, he than starts to palm himself letting out low moans he shouldn't be doing this...he shouldn't be doing this but he just needed this so damn bad he closed his eyes and started to breathe heavy the imagine of you popped in his head. You on your knees looking up at him with those dark beautiful eyes a cute pout on your lips.

"Miggy pls let me have a taste~"

"Y-y/n oh baby..."

He took off his shorts and his dick slapped his stomach it was already leaking the head was red and angry he slowly started to stroke himself eyes closed breathing hard starting imagining you on your back looking at him with tears in your dark brown eyes staring up at him, dark braided hair all over the place while sweat covering your body a smile on your lips.

"Miggy I love you please touch me more."

He stroke himself faster biting his lip, even if it wasn't real the thought of you saying that to him made him shiver.

"Y/n I love you oh dios I love you so much." He was so focused on pleasing himself he didn't hear the door open or the tiny gasp.

"M-miguel?"

His eyes went wide turning his head fast to see you standing there eyes wide you there looking at him, you were home oh shit! He couldn't say anything he was frozen in place he was so focus on pleasing himself that he did not hear you come in he quickly grab the cover to hide his lower half while looked down at the ground in embarrassment and shame.

"Miguel-"

"Fuck I didn't...i didn't hear you fuck Im sorry I'm so sorry Y/n."

You stand in front of him but he refused to look up into your eyes he was embarrassed.

"Miguel..."

You grab his chin making him look at you your face held embarrassment but also something else he couldn't tell he couldn't even focus because you started playing with his hair making him let out tiny moans he always loved when you played with his hair.

"Where you thinking about me?"

"...Yes..."

"What were you thinking dear?"

He couldn't say anything but felt a gentle tug at his hair making him give out a low groan.

"You...I was thinking about you...dios, siempre tengo pensamientos de tocarte bebé." (god i always have thoughts of touching you baby.")

You didn't say anything but lean forward to kiss his forehead, his cheek than give a tiny kiss on his lips making him gasp surprised that you kissed him and how soft your lips were. Before he could respond back she pulled away from him turning on the lamp making him see he could see that you were flushed it was cute.

"Y/n?"

"The person I went on a date he...he didn't show.

He let out a growl before he could say anything you smile at him.

"But that's okay. I'd rather be here with you."

You reached behind your back to unzip your dress slowly removing your clothes he just stares feeling himself getting hard all over again, you now stood in front of him in only your black and red underwear you shyly looked at him grabbing his hand his hand was bigger than yours putting it on your chest he could feel how fast your heart was beating you were nervous but also excited.

"Miguel I really care about you."

He stared up at you before he knew it his hand moved on it's own and gently grasps your chest making you let out a small gasp.

"Is this okay?"

"Y-yes it's fine."

He brought you closer to him to were your chest was directly in his face pulling your bra down to show a harden nipple he gently touched it with his thumb she gives a low moan hands on his broad shoulders shivering at the slight touch, you sounded so cute he thought to himself before wrapping his lip around the nub making her close her eyes leaning her head back a bit he sucked gently and desperate like a newborn baby wanting it's mother's milk while sucking on your left nipple he hand removed your bra completely throwing it across the room all he cared about was making more cute nosies come out your mouth his hands wonder around he have your back side a firm grip Miguel wasn't gonna lie he's took a couple of glances at your ass it was so cute and round like a peach if he could he'd take a bite out of your ass if not for his fangs but the thought of his fangs piercing your skin excited him to the point he sucked harder on your nipple causing the noises leaving your mouth to to increase louder, which probably disturbed your neighbors but at the moment neither of you cared.

"M-miggy please."

"oh cariño you are to good to me."

You grab his face and kiss him he leans up to deepen the kiss he responds quickly hands on your hips his senses were all over the place he could smell you all around the room it was slow and gentle he tires to pull you in his lap but you stopped him making he frown thinking he'd moved to fast.

"I'm sorry i am moving too fast?" You didn't say anything but give him another peck on the lips than move down to his neck all the way down his chest he was breathing heavily hands on the bed watching your every move you were now in front of his covered cock biting your bottom lip making him let out a deep growl in the back of his throat.

"I want to try something if that's okay?"

He nods and you remove the cover and whimper seeing the cock in your face he knew he was big that was for sure it was leaking precum making you rub your legs together Miguel speaking got your attention.

"You okay?"

"Y-yes it's just I'm not sure if it'll fit in my mouth."

His eyes went wide he didn't think you'd do that give him a hand job sure but your mouth?!

"You don't have too."

You just ignored his words grabbing a hair tie that was on the stand and put your braided hair up you let out shaky breath leaning down giving the head a kiss than started to slowly lick and sucking on him causing loud moans to leave the man's mouth.

"Ahh fuck!" He threw his head back eyes closed losing himself to your lips on him he didn't think this was real, that is was all just a dream, a good dream at that, god it felt so good he looks down and saw you taking him fully inside her mouth it was a struggle because she's never taken someone so big in her mouth before and Miguel was pretty big you looked up at him with teary eyes he stares back breathing heavily eyes red and fangs poking out his mouth wide open trying to speak.

"Fuck mi amor you don't ah have too ahh fuck!"

You just ignored him taking him down your throat you gagged a bit but it was okay you breath through your nose trying to concentrate he grabbed your hair keeping you in place than once you started moving your head he let out moans and whimpered as your held his waist down forcing him to stand in place.

"Fuck oh fuck yes mi amor just like that please just like that."

You sucked faster bobbing you head up and down Miguel eyes were wide seeing how you were taking him he held on to your shoulder trying to get you to slow down he was breathing hard trying to stay focus but he couldn't, it felt amazing hell his thighs were shaking from the insane blowjob you were going him he could see the drool going down your chin he felt so helpless.

"W-wait not so f-fast! ¡Ay, carajo, ay, Dios mío, mami, por favor!" (Oh fuck, oh my god mommy please!)

You just looked up at him with a glazed look in your eyes seeing how desperate Miguel looked he leaned back on the bed covering his face murmurs of spanish leaving his lips chest moving up and down mouth wide open you could see his fangs drool was rolling down his chin from the intense pleasure you were giving him and you couldn't help but let out a hmmm making the vibration go through his cock making him clench the sheets and look at you wide eyes tears in his eyes.

"Your amazing so amazing, oh fuck why didn't I do this sooner oh fuck me!"

He uses all his strength to stand puts a hand in your hair thrusting his hips up making you gag but keep going now you definitely sure your neighbors heard all the lewd noises you two were making but who cares about them?

"I-i'm so close please let me cum down your throat please mi diosa!" (my goddess)

You pull him closer towards you wrapping your arms around his waist nails digging into his cheeks making him wince he knew he was definitely have marks from that but couldn't careless it would be a remember that his was yours, he keep thrusting his hips using your mouth he felt his talons come out and had to remove his hands from your head and lean on the wall for support leaving claw marks on the walls

"Te amo, te amo tanto, mi diosa, mi ángel." (I love you, i love you so much, my goddess, my angel)

The words leaving his mouth like it was a prayer he closed his eyes tight feeling himself close to the edge.

"A-ahh fuckkk!"

He came hard you whimper it was so much and some went down your chin. You released him from your mouth with a pop looking at him with a flush face and teary eyes he fell backwards on the bed he was drained but he grab his shirt that was next to him gently wiping his cum off your face.

"You okay?"

you just give a nod he lets out a sigh pulling you up from the floor in his arms laying on the bed than leans down to give you a kiss on the forehead.

"We need a shower Miggy."

"Later I just want to hold you baby."

pretty sure I got some of the words wrong if so pls tell me so I can fix! I made after the movie came out so it's pretty old

[skzimagines]

Part 2.

Characters: Hyunjin x female reader. All of Skz and y/n’s friend.

Genre: Camping!Skz Obsessed!Hyunjin

Warnings: alcohol, swearing, smut.

Summary: After a few drinks while sitting around the campfire, y/n admits her feelings to Hyunjin and tells him she knows a few secrets of his.

Previous: part one

I woke up due to the feeling of sweat not being able to move. The heat coming into the tent from the sun was unbearable. I rubbed my eyes and came to the realization that there was an arm wrapped around my stomach. I turned my head and found Hyunjin laying beside me, head on his pillow, leg across mine and arm around me. Wide awake. “Oh my god.” I say, in a panic. I quickly sit up and rip the blanket off of me. “Did we?” I asked, not wanting to come out and say the word ‘fuck’. “Have sex?” He asks. Sitting up, brushing his hair out of his face. “No we didn’t.” He says. With a worried expression. “Oh thank god!” I take a deep breath and get out of bed. I quickly realize that I am left in nothing but my underwear and one of Hyunjins tshirts. “What happened?” I whisper. Hyunjin moves closer to me and starts rubbing my arm. “You told me you loved me..” he says, planting a kiss on my back. I slap my hand on to my forehead. “Oh my god, Hyunjin. I am so sorry, I was so drunk. I don’t even remember what happened.” I say in a stressed tone.

Hyunjin is kind of taken aback by your statement. Did you mean it when you told him you loved him? Was it the alcohol talking? Did you not actually want to do anything with him last night? His mind is racing at a hundred miles an hour. He takes the blanket off of himself and gets out of bed with you. “No, y/n. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that with you while you were drinking. I- I thought you felt the same feelings I felt for you and I just- I lost all control of my mind. I’m so sorry.” He rushes to get his shirt on and leaving the tent. Before you could stop him and tell him that you don’t have feelings for him. That you love him, more than he’d ever know.

•

“Hiking? Do we really have to go hiking?” Changbin whines. Throwing his head back in a tantrum that makes you chuckle.

“Yes, that was and has been the plan for our second day since last month when we planned this whole thing, idiot.” Ash says, smacking him upside the head. Changbin rubs the back of his head whining once again.

“Are we all going together?” Minho asks. “We don’t have to, we can all split into groups. There’s more than one trail we could take.” Says Chan. “Okay, well… who wants to go with who?” Minho asks.

Everyone bikers about who’s going with who. You try your best to steer clear of hyunjin, who isn’t saying much. Just chuckling once in a while at the guys. But you should have known the universe would have put you two together. You were teamed up with Hyunjin, Ash, Felix and Seungmin. The rest of the group went together. We all grab a bag to bring with water and bug spray and made our way to our separate trails. Hyunjin walked ahead with Felix and ash. I stayed behind with Seungmin. For obvious reasons, things are a bit awkward between Hyunjin and l right now. I would stop him and talk about last night, but I’m not sure if we wants to do the at in front of everyone. Or if anyone even knows what went on last night. And as if he could read my mind…

“So… what happened last night?” Seungmin asks with the biggest shit eating smirk. “What do you mean?” Acting clueless should help… maybe. “Well… everyone was having fun, laughing, drinking, playing games. And we all look up.. and you and Hyunjin disappeared?” He nudges my shoulder. I trip a little, quickly catching myself. Hyunjin and ash look back, hearing me trip. “Are you alright?” Ash asks. I meet Hyunjin’s eyes. And for a moment it felt like everything paused. “Y-yeah, I’m okay.” I say, clearing my throat. Everyone continues walking.

“Nothing happened, we just went to bed. I was too scared to go in there by myself, so Hyunjin offered to come with.” I say, just to be as convincing as possible. “Right. You want me to believe that?” He says with a laugh. It’s quiet for a few minutes as we keep walking. “He’s loves you y/n.” He says suddenly. “You’re all he ever talks about. You should see him when you text him, or post a new picture. He acts as if you two are dating already. He lightens up when you’re around.” He says. “He doesn’t seem so bright right now.” I say, looking at hyunjin who is further ahead, picking flowers with Felix. “Well we all did drink a lot last night.” Seungmin says smiling. “Yeah, we did.” I’m defeated. I feel terrible for the way I acted this morning.

•

Everyone meets back at the campsite once we’re done with our hikes. I see Hyunjin go into our tent. But get distracted by Changbin asking me to help make food. “Y/n!” Changbin yells. “Coming!” I get out of my camp chair and head to the grill where Changbin is prepping food for everyone. “Here, I cut this stuff up. Can you put it on the picnic table?” He asks. Handing me a fruit tray. I take the fruit tray from him and turn around quickly to take it to the picnic table, to which I find Hyunjin sitting at. Alone. ‘Great’ I think to myself. I walk over to the picnic table and set down the fruit tray. Hyunjin doesn’t move, doesn’t look at me, doesn’t say a word. Just stares at the water. Who would have known, looking at the back of Hyunjin’s head, would make my heart break.

“Hey..” I say in a whisper. “Yeah?” He asks. I take a deep breath and sit down next to him. “Hyunjin..” I place my hand on his arm, and try to get him to turn towards me. To which I fail. I hear him sniffle, telling me that he is more than likely crying. “Hey, don’t cry.” I say. Finally pulling hard enough on his arm, to which he finally turns toward me. Looking down at his hands. “Hyunjin, please. Please don’t cry. Okay? I’m sorry for the way I acted this morning. It was just a really big shock to me, that’s all.” I say. Doing my best to wipe the tears from his eyes, while he’s looking down. “I do love you hyunjin.” I whisper. “I’ve loved you for a very long time.” To that he looks up. Eyes blood shot, tears cover his cheeks. “You just rushed away so fast this morning, I didn’t have a chance to tell you.” I say. Looking into his tear stained eyes. He chuckles quietly. “I’m sorry for leaving so fast.” He whispers. “I brought your favorite!” I say, leaning over the table and grabbing a piece of watermelon. I stick it in front of his face, he smiles and grabs it out of my hand. “I’m going to go help Changbin okay? We’ll talk more about this later, yeah?” I say. Wrapping him in my arms in a hug. He hugs back, tight. As if he didn’t want to let go. As if you were his only means to survive. “I love you too, y/n.” He whispers in my ear. “Well, I would sure hope so!” I say excitingly. He laughs and pushes the watermelon into his mouth while I get up to go help Changbin.

•

While y/n helps Changbin with the rest of dinner. Hyunjin makes his way to their shared tent. Sitting on the side of the air mattress. He takes a deep breath. Suddenly all of the memories from last night, flash in his head. You rubbing yourself against him. Him fighting against your tongue. Your moans, pulling at his hair. He can feel himself get hard on the thoughts. He looks around the tent, trying to find anything that would help him get off really quick. ‘The blanket won’t do’ being reminded of how Lee know caught him the day before. Making him cringe. Then suddenly…. He found it, there.. lying on the tent floor. Your panties. They must have fallen out of your bag this morning, when you were rushing to get pants on.

He quickly grabs them from the floor and lays back on the bed. Quickly shoving his hand into his pants. His first touch makes him hiss. Hyunjin has had sex before. But it didn’t compare to what magic it felt with you last night. It had been years, since he’s gotten any action. Taking it in to his own mind that he was yours, and you were his ONLY. Once he started crushing on you. And from that day forward, he’s only fantasized about the things he would do to you.

He pulls his pants down, far enough to bring out his hardened cock. Slowly pumping it, while playing with the lace on your panties that he picked up. Letting out a long sigh when a bit of pre cum escapes his tip. He takes your panties and wipes it off on them. Continuing to jerk himself faster. He brings your panties up to his nose, taking a long breath in, eyes rolling to the back of his head from your scent. He imagines your mouth on him, looking up at him with those big innocent eyes. He can feel himself getting closer. He starts thinking of last night, the way his name rolled off of your tongue when he touched you, when he kissed your neck. And with that he’s cumming, a lot. He quickly covers his hard member with your panties, to catch his load. He lays there, sprawled out. Enjoying the high from his own high. “Shit!” He whispers to himself. Coming to the realization that he had just cum in your underwear. ‘What the hell were you thinking’ he asks himself. Trying to find a place to hide them. He looks around the tent frantically, trying to find the perfect spot. Aha! He quickly slides them into the side of his pillow case. He zips up his pants and fixes his shirt, whipping the sweat from his forehead. And makes his way back out, to eat with everyone.

•

After dinner, Chan lit the fire for the second time tonight. Everyone was sitting around telling stories. “We should go skinny dipping.” Jisung says suddenly. “Oh my god, should we?” Ash asks with a laugh. Everyone laughs and agrees. But I just want to stick by the fire and hangout. Everyone quickly goes into their tents and changes into their suits. Not that they’ll need them when they get to the water. I stick by the fire with hyunjin, Seungmin and jeongin. “So… now what do we do?” Seungmin asks. “S’mores?” Jeongin says. We all agree excitedly. Seungmin and jeongin get up to grab stuff for s’mores, while hyunjin and I sit by the fire waiting. “I’m going to go grab my blanket.” I say, smiling a hyunjin who’s sitting next to me in his camping chair. “do you want yours?” I ask. “Yeah, please.” He says. I begin to walk away when he grabs my hand and pulls me down to him. “Kiss me first?” He says, starting at my like again. I smile and land my lips onto his. I stand back up and head to the tent to grab our blanket.

I get into the tent and zip the door shut, wanting to change out of my shorts, into sweatpants. Finding hyunjins laying on the floor, I put his on instead. I head over to the bed and grab my blanket and hyunjins, noticing something fly up into the air and land back on the air mattress. I pick up the piece of clothing to get it off of the bed and I realize…. My eyes go wide, I hold the panties in my hand. Goosebumps immediately covering my arms. My panties.. covered in cum. My mind races, wondering when he had the time to do such a thing. Not being able to figure it out, I roll the underwear up in my hand and grab his blanket.

I make my way out of the tent, zipping it shut. Damn bugs anyway. I make my way over to hyunjin, throwing my blanket on my chair and spreading his out over the top of him. “Mm.. thank you.” He says with a smile, taking a drink of his beer. I smile back and him, leaning down close to his face. He try’s to kiss me, but I put my finger on his lips to stop him. I bring up my other hand that had my panties rolled up in a ball. “One thing…” I say, grabbing his hand with my free one and opening it. “The next time you need to cum, come get me. Don’t use my expensive underwear.” I say, placing them in his hand. His face immediately turns red. Seeing Seungmin and jeongin heading back to the fire. He shoves them in his hoodie so they don’t see.

“Are you wearing his pants?” Seungmin asks. I sit down in my chair and cover up. “Yeah, what about it?” I say sarcastically with a smile. “Are you two dating?” He asks excitedly. “Something like that.” I say looking at hyunjin, who’s completely zoned out. Worry flushed across his face.

This years camping trip is going to be fun. I smirk to myself.

Part 3

[raven-the-claw]

A Complete Guide To Chaotic Academia

bc its my fav aesthetic and there is not enough content about it

Outfits

most people say that chaotic academia is just dark academia but a little bit more messy, and, well, chaotic. the truth is, chaotic academia is A LOT more messy than dark academia. you can still use dark academia as kind of a "base", but you are going to replace your blazers with flannels, your turtlenecks with tshirts. as for pants, you can go with litteraly anything: cigarette pants, tailored trousers, ripped-up jeans or normal black leggings. i personally really ike ripped up overalls bc they give that "i dont really give a damn, im so misunderstood, my parents didnt love me, im a crazy lonely introverted teenage child" vibe...idk. whatever you wear, make sure you feel comfortable in it! even tho in chaotic academia there are almost no rules at all, here are some things that might help you!

colours: any earthy tones are fine, brown, caramel, dark green, dark red, white, etc etc

fictional characters that might inspire you:

-remus lupin

- any dpc character

- jess mariano

- sydney novak

accesories: flannels (a personal fav + they make even the most boring fit look better), cardigans, converse (bonus points if you draw/write on them or if you have them laced in a weird way), bracelets or necklaces that mean something to you, harry potter back packs, tote bags...

hairstyles: whatever you want, just make sure your hair is ALWAYS messy, looking like you just fucking woke up

Activities and Traits

ok now we're getting to the actually important part bc (repeat after me): chaotic academia is not about how you look, its about how you live and how you act. so here r some thing that might help:

- annotating books with the most unhinged random thoughts

- learning poetry or speeches word for word but not remembering most of the things for school

- studying in the (school) library and being besties with the librarian (optional)

- leaving notes (on trees, mailboxes or library books) for strangers to find

- "studying while listening to classical music" and then instead of studying you end up agressivly mouthing your favorite song

- im sure yall already heard this one, but yes, swearing and slag while discussing deep academic topics is incredibly important

- speaking of important topics: posting something important on social media knowing no one will read it

- doodles on your hands 24/7 (NO SUSAN, I DONT GIVE A DAMN THAT ITS BAD FOR MY SKIN)

- sarcasm. a lot.

- random thoughts

- random quotes

- knowing a ton of conspiracy theories that you dont even beileve in by heart

- listening to all different types of podcasts

- one day reading the classics, the next ya fantasy and day after that ao3 smut

- multifandom, multishipper

- tea/coffee addiction

- adding b.c. to todays date when writing it in school

- random thoughts and the weirdest annotations in your school notebooks, especially the classes that you find boring

- "going to the bathroom" and then spending half of your math class drawing/reading/smoking/crying/thinking/whatever the fuck you wanna do there bc ur tired of everything

- stealing random stuff from stores (tho it is not encouraged blah blah blah)

- watching gilmore girls every fall

- telling people ur favorite colour is green even tho it isnt just to let them know that ur gay

- reading in class, on breaks, at home, parks, meetings, aethletic events, and generally all the fucking time

- doing (mostly) everything last minute

- bad at photography, but you enjoy it

- cold tea my beloved

- wearing one item every day: it can either be a necklace, a flannel, a bracelet, a badge, headphones, earrings etc etc

- extremely messy handwriting, always writing with black pen

- crying at least once a day, but only when ur alone, being super emotional but never showing it

- hobbies include reading, screaming in your pillow, learning unique languages that you will probably never use, rewatching dead poets society, harry potter, enola holmes, end of the fucking world and gilmore girls

- massive bookworm, reads all the time, always has a book with them

- skipping class, not that often tho

- 💫anger issues💫

- hyperactive and lazy at the same time

- uses big words but makes fun of other people when they do it

- writes (rebellious) book quotes everywhere, every single one of their notebooks had IF WE BURN, YOU BURN WITH US written in them lol

- random useless powerpoints

- analysing taylor swift's folklore and evermore instead of sheakspeare because its just better

- retired almost-emo, had a phase when they wore black and acted all mysterious but were never really emo i cant explain it

- likes mcr. this one speaks for itself.

- gay and sad. no explanation needed.

Books, Movies and Music

Books:

- Harry Potter by you know who (WE DONT SUPPORT HER THO)

- The Secret History by Donna Tartt

- Night School by CJ Daugherty (is that how u spell it lol)

- The Ninth House by Leigh Bardugo

- Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo

- Heartstopper by Alice Oseman

- Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen

- Emma by Jane Austen

- Hamlet by Do I Really Need To Say Who

- The Perks Of Being A Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky

- The Picture of Dorain Gray by Oscar Wilde

- Frankenstein by Marry Shelley

Movies/TV Shows

- end of the fucking world

- heartstopper

- harry potter

- enola holmes

- dead poets society

- gilmore girls

- httyd (no kidding lol)

im not really a film girlie so if yall have any recs please lmk

Music:

- Mother Mother

- Taylor Swift (obviously)

- Lana Del Slay

- Conan Gray

- Olivia Rodrigo

- My Chemical Romance

- Lovejoy

- Bowie

- Queen

- Radiohead

- Björk

- Those random Disney songs i know you scream to at 3am

also whoever sings the IMJUSTATEENAGEDIRTBAGBAABBYY song

here is my playlist if yall wanna listen to it

hope that helps lol

[ghostandahalf]

dragon dream i didnt get to the end of :(

okay so there was weird stuff at the beginning that i don't really remember and isn't relevant to the end bit which was the cool part

so idk i was somewhere random and i had my dog with me and i heard about this cool dragon festival thing so i teleported back home and dropped the dog off at home (i guess i was worried about having her at the festival)

then i teleported to the festival grounds. (idk if this was connected to my school or smth ? but they had tshirts for everyone who was from the school/organization. i had a cool forest green shirt with a skeleton on it) i was waiting in line to get in and this guy i knew (idk if i really didnt like him or just kinda found him annoying. he had black hair and a weird mustache) came up and walked with me

so then. inside the festival there were rides and food and cool dragon stuff. then i saw a line for make your own dragon !! so i got in line. it was a semi-long line but moved pretty quickly. annoying guy showed back up and put his arm around me (which i did nothing about which is why i think he was just annoying, not actually hated) and he asked if i had let my dads (plural!) know i was coming to the festival and i was like no i didnt tell them they would be annoying about me wanting to come to the dragon festival (i believe it was implied that my dads were a little overprotective and weird guy wanted one of them to come and. break something up ? save me from a fight he was gonna start ? something like that idk)

so i finally get to the front of this line. and just as i'm about to step up this woman comes in from my left with like eight kids. and i just KNOW she's gonna ask if they can go first and i was like nuh uh nope get in line. and she was like but it's not faaaair and i said in a loud whiny voice oh noooo i have to wait in line like everybody else oh noooooo and she turned and left with the kids

so i step up to the make your own dragon stand ! (someone else with a kid also tried to swoop in in front of me but they got sent off quickly). guy running the stand had my green tshirt w my name on it and called me peri. idk what the tshirt had to do with anything here but. anyway

so you got to choose dragon parts from this rectangular bin of plastic dragon parts. there were heads, upper/front bodies, back/lower bodies with legs, and tails. some of them had cool magic effects around them but some didnt. and there were some matching onces so i guess you couldve chosen all the same color. i know from being in line watching that you chose your pieces (and guy running stand chose front legs/wings) then said something to the guy and he somehow fused them all into a real mini dragon that flew around you ? they varied in sizes a little

so i chose a shiny gold head with qilin kinda horns. it had some magic clouds coming out of its mouth. i was almost gonna choose matching front body but then i saw a jade green one with lightning clouds around it and was like whaaaa so cool. the stand guy chose some similar green front legs for me since that part didnt have legs. then i chose the back legs piece and i don't remember what it looked like but it matched the sinewy snakey eastern dragon kinda body from the first body piece. the guy was telling me to choose a tail piece and i was just starting to look for one in the tub when i woke up :(

for no reason that i can see either. it was before my normal time and i didnt hear any noises or anything why did i wake up i was gonna have a cool dragon im so mad ughhhhhh

[catedwrites]

First Chapter Friday

Title: Fearless Fortunes

Genre: Contemporary Romance, Action/Adventure

Words: 2078

Chapter 1

Fearless Fortunes - Season 1, Ep. 8 [SERIES FINALE]:  VICTOR “VIC” WHITLOCK RAPPELS DOWN THE SIDE OF THE CLIFF ADJACENT TO THE RAGING WATERFALL. RYAN WHITE AND ANNA ARNOLDS ARE ABOVE AND BELOW HIM, RESPECTIVELY.  VICTOR WHITLOCK(to camera): We know by now, the king would have gone to great lengths to hide his resting place. He knew that his kingdom wouldn’t have survived long beyond his reign, with the pressures from both the outside…and the inside.  RYAN WHITE:(above Victor; we see the strain and stress on his face) Vic! Now is not the time to be monologuing! One wrong move and we all are plummeting to our deaths! VICTOR I’ve got a good feeling about this! We aren’t dying today!  VICTOR winks at the camera. RYAN shakes his head.  ANNA ARNOLDS (further down the cliffside): Holy shit! Holy shit! Guys! I think…I think we found it!  PAN OUT to see the entire waterfall cliff. ANNA uses her body as a pendulum and swings into the waterfall–and disappears.

Chapter 2

If my life were an action movie, my morning would have gone like this:

I wake up in the pre-dawn light. My hair is not rumpled or frizzy, but pulled easily back into a sleek ponytail.

I pull on my running shoes (never worn or battered with holes, but crisp and clean) and head out for a run, wearing skin-tight leggings. Perhaps a man I pass on the street ogles me, because I am a Hot Action Girl.

I run by the river--cue shots of beautiful architecture--and I do not sweat or look distressed, except perhaps to pass an arm over my brow or to lean over my knees, pausing to breathe deeply. Cue cleavage shot, if so.

If I am a serious action movie, then at this point, I would likely be accosted by some Bad Guys. I would either flee, showing my agility and speed, or fight them off, showing how tough and capable I am. Perhaps a mixture of both, to establish to the audience that I am indeed, a proper Badass Action Girl. Not just hot. I shrug off the attack and jog home.

If I am in a comedy, then I am accosted by a Best Friend. This might be a lady friend, who is there for Comic Relief or a male best friend who is then part of a Love Triangle (later in the movie, opposite Hot Action Man). We jog the rest of the way back home, bantering.

Then, I serenely shower (backlit against my the foggy shower glass; we are classy here, people!) and dress in muted athleisure wear or black trousers and a leather jacket, depending on my day. I do not actively put on makeup or sexy lingerie, but I am, of course, wearing both. My hair is in a messy bun and I wear my glasses--I am also a Smart Hot Girl, thank you. Women can be anything, Barbie told me--I would then hop on my motorcycle and rumble to the office.

Sounds pretty great, right?

Hah. Yeah, if only that were my life. No, that's the movie that I wish I lived inside. Instead, my morning went something like this:

I woke up to my phone alarm pinging madly and I snuffled around in bed before finding my phone under my pillow and swiping the alarm off.

Noticing the time, I swore profusely and sprinted to the bathroom, stubbing my toe on the doorframe, starting another string of words my grandmother would’ve washed my mouth out with soap for using.

The world's most lukewarm, hasty shower later, my hair was in a bun on top of my head–I pulled on a pair of jeans and a nondescript black tshirt, jamming my glasses onto my face. I swiped the barest acceptable amount of makeup onto my face and rushed out the door with my backpack over my shoulders.

I barely managed to catch the subway, the screeching train packed with morning commuters, all equally grumpy. I clutched the metal pole with one sweaty palm and prayed that the train somehow developed light speed. Thankfully, the office was only a street away from the station, and I furiously walked into the morning sunshine. The residential street was quiet and the door to the office quietly clicked behind me.

Thankfully, no one in the office noticed my arrival, since I arrived on the heels of Victor "Vic" Whitlock, who is sitting on the conference table, holding court. His daughter was in his arms, happily drooling and waving at the crew around them, who seemed charmed by her spittle and chubby arms. I wanted to stare at him as I slunk past, and managed to do so discreetly.

Vic is the star of Fearless Fortunes, the acclaimed, runaway hit series. He’s 52 years old, with the honey-gold tan skin of someone who spends their days outdoors but buys very, very good moisturizer and the body of a man who spends a lot of time at the gym. He went completely grey about ten years ago, but it makes him look distinguished and suave, rather than old and tired. 

In Fearless Fortunes (Seasons 1-3 now available for streaming, purchase, and download), Vic, the intrepid archaeologist, finds treasure and artifacts in Central and South America, educating viewers and adventuring daringly into extreme locations. I nearly have the blurb memorized. You have to, working on a show like Fearless. 

All right, Victor is a great guy and a very smart one at that: he did, in fact, graduate cum laude from his class at the University of Toronto in the 1970s. He had, in fact, worked on several archaeological and paleontological digs. He even does (most) of his own stunts for the show.

But the world doesn’t know--can’t know--that he isn’t the brains behind Fearless Fortunes. No, the one doing the legwork, the one doing the research, the one with the knack for saying, "no, I think this cave is the one; don't you see the etchings on the ceiling there?" is me.

[kenziejustquietly]

Lent & Asceticism Journey: Journalling

Tuesday, 27 February

I woke up to give Grace the work card this morning as she made her way to Queenstown. I felt pretty frumpy on my way in wearing my startup dunedin tshirt and clique leggings with my pink puffer shacket and jelly sandals. I added my blue light glasses to add an extra layer between me and the outside world.

I got to work and got things together for Hub City. The vibe was wonderful when I walked in, warm and vibrant. I happily set about talking to all different kinds of students, some for a long time, and sourcing a massive Bug List. Social media was easy. I sat next to Dunedin Pride with Campus Christians on the other side of me.

I was exhausted at the end of it. I went straight for the walnut crackers and ate my quinoa bowl. I came home on the bus which was peaceful and meditative. I listened to Red Scare which isn't exactly highbrow educational content but I had exhausted my reserves of everything else. I logged back on and made a pretty pitiful effort with the rest of my tasks, I was too tired.

Knowing I must wake up so early tomorrow for a workshop at 8am has been on my mind, and the fact I won't finish until 9pm is worse. Worse still, the early start the next day, too. I'm contemplating taking Friday off entirely. I can't do this much socializing without recovery time, or I begin to burn out, and I've been so good and productive recently I don't want to ruin it. I want to keep being proud of myself at the end of a good day.

I made baked lamb chops with rice and steamed vegetables for dinner. Connor had Cajun spice, rosemary, and a little morroccan seasoning on his. Mine was average but fit for purpose.

I did a mango copper hair mask, hoping it restores a little brilliance and evens out my hair a bit. I've set it in foam rollers for tonight, and it's hard to sleep with them in but I must persist. I have a retinol serum on and I'm covered in delicious smelling sol de Janeiro body cream, an attempt to offset the ache in my bones from having to pretend to be an extrovert all month.

I'm already so fucking tired and it's only Tuesday. God help me on Thursday afternoon.

[itwasthereaminuteago]

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Pairing: Matt Murdock/f!Reader

Rating: E

Tags/warnings: periods, fingering, fluff.

Author's notes: I just really like the idea of him being so soft and loving when you're feeling like shit.

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You woke up groggy and could tell it was still very early in the morning without trying to squint at your phone clock.

And the reason for the early rise? Your lower half was aching with that dull, hollow feeling that always came with the start of your period. Matt is pressed close to you in bed, his arm draped around your waist, thumb gently stroking your tender stomach. He's definitely been up a while before you.

"You feeling okay?"

"Yeah. Bit sore."

He swiftly swings out of bed and pads to the kitchen, returning with a couple of pills and a glass of water which you swallow gratefully. As soon as you snuggle back down into the covers Matt resumes his position. He brushes your hair forward over your shoulder kissing the back of your neck as his warm hand softly rubs slow calming circles over your lower belly under your tshirt.

"Need anything else honey?"

"Mm no, just... can you keep doing that? It's nice."

Matt noses into your hair and hums. You somehow always forget that he could pick up on the coppery smell of blood so easily. He was so sensitive to changes in your body and always eager to do everything he can to look after you. It makes your heart flutter with affection and you're certain that he hadn't missed that either. His fingers accidentally brush the underside of your breast, and while you had thought that you felt as far away from sexy as you could possibly be, a small contented sound escapes your lips.

Matt smiles, kissing just behind your ear and 'accidentally' doing it again just to be sure, earning a more enthusiastic response plus a small but noticeable elevation in your pulse rate as you wriggle in his embrace.

"Sure I can't do anything else for you?" He asks so innocently but he's already cupping your breast and circling his thumb around your hardening nipple, almost every touch is like sparks on your skin as your body feels so sensitive. You were suddenly now very awake and very horny, all you can think about is having Matt's hands absolutely everywhere on you. You push your ass back at him, rubbing against his groin in answer. He makes an amused sound and squeezes you gently but nothing more.

"What do you need sweetie?"

"Keep going." You tell him, stretching your entire body like a cat, brushing up against him again to ensure he gets the massive hint.

"Okay, let's get you comfy." He pushes himself up, bringing you with him and stacking the pillows so he can lean back against the wall. Then he carefully pulls you into his lap, legs spread wide bracketing yours. "This alright?" he asks, kissing the top of your head.

You relax against him, and he can feel you nodding. His left arm curls around your chest while his right rests lightly on your right hip, the tips of his fingers drawing little circles over the border of your skin and underwear. Matt places tender kisses down the side of your neck to your shoulder as he caresses your body and you can't help but melt into him. Goosebumps raise on your skin as he slowly pulls the hem of your shirt up over your chest and caresses the fullness of your breasts. You're quick to moan and push up into his sure touch as he squeezes and rolls your nipple just a bit. His other hand is on the move, fingers tracing the crease of your hip and smoothing repeatedly over the clothed mound of your pussy. He dips teasingly further down for a moment and you tense as you feel the slick mixture of blood and arousal pooling at your entrance soaking into your underwear.

"Oh- the sheets... I don't-"

Matt can obviously smell it and he shushes you. "Don't worry about it. Just wanna make you feel good."

He knows your body so well, knows exactly what you need when you're like this and will give it to you over and over until you're spent. You gasp as he rubs at your clit through your shorts to drive his point home, holding you steady as your body arches up then collapses like a wave with the intensity of his attention. "More." You say, whimpering with need you tilt your pelvis, now aching for his fingers to go lower. He quickly pulls your damp underwear aside and pushes his middle finger inside making you curse loud right into his ear as he fills you up.

"S'ok baby." He breathes, catching your parted lips in his and chasing all the little desperate pleas you're making with his tongue. A shuddering moan cuts through everything as he slides a second finger inside and he starts fucking them both slow into you. It feels so good you could cry, the discomfort is dissolving away with every gentle touch and kiss, replaced with the warm luxurious sensation of pleasure starting to uncurl within you. Your eyes flutter closed as he carefully massages your tender breasts, his thumb grazing over your swollen clit as his fingers curl and a long, pleading moan meets his ears.

"That's it honey, so good for me..." He whispers against your ear. Matt's praise sets you on fire, you can feel his hard on pressing into your back as you writhe against him and you make a point of rubbing your ass up and down it trying to make him lose control. He groans softly into the juncture of your neck and shoulder, his hips grinding back against you. A fresh flood of arousal soaks his fingers and you feel the playful nip of teeth on your skin just before he withdraws them making you whine at the loss. He pulls your knickers down and as soon as you've wriggled out of them he's rubbing his whole palm and fingers over your pussy in big sloppy circles. You don't want to look down, it's probably like a murder scene between your thighs but it feels so good and the way he's murmuring into your skin just how beautiful you are soon makes you forget about anything else. You sob with desperation as he alternates between drumming his fingers directly over your clit and lazily rubbing until you start begging.

"Matt, please..." You moan pathetically, bucking your hips erratically into his hand.

"You ready to come, sweetheart?"

You nod feverishly. He smiles and resumes curling and pressing his talented fingers deep inside your wet cunt, his thumb circling your swollen clit at the same time. Your mouth drops open as your head tilts back. You're panting, muscles contracting with the anticipation of release and Matt just keeps on giving you what you need, he doesn't speed up, just steadily drives your peak closer and closer, kissing and doting on you all the while. He feels your every twitch and tremor, relishes every wavering gasp and whimper released from your throat as searing hot pleasure threatens to explode your very being. You reach back, raking and clawing your fingers through his sleep-mussed hair as your body bows up off him, your other hand clamping over his and forcing it to your breast making him squeeze you hard.

Matt feels you tighten around his fingers. "There you go, that's it, oh sweetie...." He crooks them just a bit more, flicks over your clit and you're done for. You shudder and writhe, crying his name out as your orgasm rips through your body. You swear you hear a strangled oh f-fuck from Matt as he grinds his clothed cock into your ass as you come, long, hard, and so deliciously.

You breathe heavily, still shaking a little as you gradually come down from the high, feeling so much better than you did when you first woke.

Matt's breath is laboured next to your ear and you rise and fall with him as his chest moves. "Baby..." You turn your head to look at him, your voice a hoarse whisper as you trace your fingers down the side of his face and along his jaw. He moves to kiss them and then your lips. You shift and feel dampness at the small of your back and you smile. "It was just as good for you too then?" You tease.

Matt shrugs. "Mm yeah, how can I help it when you're moving like that, making all those noises?" He kisses you on the cheek. "I'm glad you're feeling better."

In the shower he massages shampoo into your hair and suds up your body, washing you tenderly from top to toe under the relaxing hot spray. You insist returning the favour even though he protests, but his eyes close as you run your fingers over his hard chest and lean in to kiss him.

Once you're dry and dressed in your softest comfiest clothes he wraps you in a blanket and makes sure you don't leave the couch while he cooks you breakfast.

"You're too good Matt. You know, I can't even..." There are literally no words you can seem to muster that would be adequate enough to express how much he means to you.

He chuckles and kisses the top of your head as he hands you a steaming mug of coffee. "Can't even, huh? I'm guessing that's a... good thing?"

"Yeah Matt," you laugh, "it's a really good thing."

[smutteedreams]

Hey precious! I hope you’re doing okay🥰🌸

If (and only if!) this is okay with you, may I please request a drabble with a very needy Kakashi. He simply can’t get enough of you and he’s all over you like you’re ice cream melting away! 🥺👉🏾👈🏾

Maybe he had a nightmare about losing reader, and simply wants to hold reader and he’s reassured that they’re not going anywhere and very well exist in his arms.

The rest is totally up to you to decide! I just wanna read some Kakashi fluff(even if it’s a little spicy😉hehe)

Hope you have a good night or day and please ignore this if it’s not what you’re feeling! Thanks beautiful♥️💐

Billie billie billie...idk if i love your ass for such a heartwarming request or hate you for making my single ass feel even more single (jk you know ily) plus im down bad for this hunk....so ENJOY i guess

Kakashi x reader

WARNINGS: themes of depression, insomnia and trauma, fluff, slight nsfw

Frustration is one word to describe it, the constant drifting in and out of sleep- too tired to stay awake but too scared of the nightmares that haunt him to fall asleep. After struggling like this for god knows how long, Kakashi finally opens his eyes and lets out a dejected sigh. He wasn't new to this torture. No. He was way too used to it. He shouldn't be but some things just can't be helped.

His mind started wandering off into the darkness of his soul- the loss of his comrades and his sensei, his inability to protect those close to him, the feeling that he can only bring misfortune to those around him. Before he knew, his body was shaking, mind going haywire in a constant loop of guilt. He was about to start hyperventilating when he felt movement and his gaze landed on you, curled up by his side on the bed in the apartment you shared. Your hands snaked around his chest, your legs wrapping his thighs and waist, your head on his shoulder- you were clinging to him like he was the most fragile and precious being in the universe and you never wanted to let him go. And its true, you didn't and that realization seemed to bring Kakashi out from the void in his heart and back home to you.

You woke up when you felt like you were being squeezed only to see Kakashi laying his head on your chest, tightly wrapping you in his arms as his whole body shook. It took you a minute to come out of your dazed state from being woken up and to realize what was going on.

"Kakashi?" No answer.

" Babe, are you okay?" Still no response. You suddenly felt your tshirt getting wet where Kakashi buried his face and you immediately hugged him. You pulled him closer so that his whole body was over you now and cradled him like a baby. You buried one hand in his tangled white hair while the other rubbed his back to calm him down.

"Its alright love...you're okay...you're okay. I'm right here baby and I always will be. I love you so much. Just let it out ok?" Kakashi nodded in response.

You knew about Kakashi's past. It took him almost a year into your relationship before he could talk to you about it. He cried that day, so did you. It hurt you to see the man you loved carry so much pain in his heart- pain that was too much for any person to bear alone. So you offered to share his pain. Since that day, you guys had come a long way, both as people and as lovers. Kakashi felt happy and content, even blessed, to have you in his life.

But he had his moments of relapse. Tonight was one of them. He needed to feel something, something other than despair and you made him feel loved and wanted and it frightened him beyond words could express. He was scared of losing you like he lost so many others. He was scared that you would also fade to a memory, a teaching that he would have to drill in his students.

" Promise me that you're gonna stay. I swear I'll never forgive you if you leave me behind as well."

You gave him a reassuring smile and cupped his cheek, lightly pecking his nose.

"Of course love. You know you mean the world to me, don't you? I promise I'm staying. After all, how can I leave this ass," you said as you reached to spank his scrumptious booty but Kakashi was faster and pinned both of your arms behind your head with one of his hands.

"Really? I'm not safe from your sneak attacks even now?" he said as he wiped his tears away.

You both laughed at this and you were glad that you could feel Kakashi's body relaxing gradually.

"Are you feeling a little better now?"

"Uhmhmmm...".

"Good cause I need you to move. You're squishing me!" you tell him in breathless pants. He mumbles a quick sorry before readjusting himself over you so that you are comfortable, and then burying his face in the crook of your neck.

You look down at him to find him looking at you expectantly with the cutest puppy eyes. You knew what this look meant- it meant that Kakashi of the Sharingan, the "cold-blooded" shinobi feared by his peers and enemy ninjas, wanted to be babied and was asking you to play with his hair.

You of course obliged and buried your hands in his messy hair because you loved doing it and those eyes made you melt. Your fingers roamed on his scalp, softly scratching and massaging when you suddenly felt sloppy kisses and some nibbling on your neck, on your very sensitive sweet spot- something that always ended up with you struggling to stand the next day.

"Hun, whatcha doing?" you asked in a teasing tone.

"Nothing..." he replied making the most innocent face he could come up with but failed to hide his smirk. You tugged on his hair to bring his face up to yours, crashing your lips against his in a soft but passionate kiss. The kiss got deeper and more heated as you both got needy. Soon you could feel Kakashi's erection brushing up against your clothed sex and let out a soft moan, earning a small grunt in turn from Kakashi.

His hands reached under your clothes. You let out a gasp that turned into a long moan when you felt his cold fingers pinching your nipple and rolling it between his thumb and index finger.

"I love how these always perk up at my touch" he said and bit your lower lip sucking on it ever so softly.

"W-wait...don't you have to train your little gremlins tomorrow?"

"Well yeah but I guess I can be a little late."

"Did you even plan to be on time in the first place?"

"Nope", Kakashi chuckled before pulling the sheets up hiding you both under it.

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i poured my heart and soul into this piece so i really hope i was able to give you what you want @iambilliejeanok

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