#also I have a series x now so the selfies look better

[lulu2992]

I’ve never updated this but I feel like doing it because the team has slightly changed since I made the post :)

One of the DLCs asked me to hire a DJ, but because my team was already at maximum capacity, I had to part ways with one of my operatives. I chose Rimsky Watson because, since he’s a Royal Guard, I knew where to easily find him if I ever wanted to “visit” him again.

So my final team, minus Rimsky and with the bonus Prestige Operatives, also included these lovely people:

Becky Vanterpool - 24 - DJ

Aiden Pearce - 55 - Vigilante

Wrench - 41 - Your Future, Husband

Mina Sidhu - 19 - //PROPERTY OF OMNI//

Darcy Clarkson - 25 - Assassin

Helen Dashwood - 78 - Retiree

And as I expected, I saw our friend Rimsky in the wild, just doing his job:

THE FULL TEAM

In order of recruitment, from left to right and top to bottom:

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[simpcityy]

I'm Not Her Pt.2 (Father Miguel O’Hara x Teen! Daughter Reader)

Summary: Miguel O’Hara is your biological father but it’s not great being his daughter when he’s hooked in the past still.

Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel or any of its characters. This short One-Shot has made it into a series! Read part one please to understand the prompt better. (Linked Below)

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: Use of female pronouns, Use of (Y/N), angst, Father Miguel, overall, it’s just sad for now. Other dimensional Miguel… Uhhh I think that is all for now.

Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4 Pt.5 Pt.6

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You woke up to the smell of bacon being cooked. Odd? Who is cooking if no one is home. Sitting up from your bed, you glanced at the time seeing it was 10am. Walking out of the room the smell of bacon got stronger. In front of you was your father Miguel cooking breakfast. You quickly rubbed your eyes wanting to make sure you aren’t dreaming. “Buenos días, cariño*” Miguel glances back at you hearing the creek of the floorboards. You only stood there in shock. He’s home for once and calling you with love and affection. “I…Um…good morning?” You finally replied back sitting down on the chair slowly. He placed a plate in front of you and took a seat across from you. “(Y.N) …Escucha, sé que no soy el mejor padre*.” He began. “I know I left you all on your own, but I have to man up and fix my mistakes.” He looks at you before slowly holding your hand “and I know it won’t be easy, but I’ll try my best.” He smiles before slowly releasing your hand. You only stood there stunned thinking about it. Did Lyla talk to him? Did Peter? So many thoughts were running around your head before letting out a sigh. “I …what made you have a change of heart…you know that yesterday was my- “he cuts you off, “I know it was your birthday and I’m sorry” he pulls out a box from under the table. You were so shocked about this new side of your dad that you didn’t even see the box when you sat down. “Happy Late Birthday “he smiles, sliding the box towards you. You slowly open it inside before gasping seeing the latest technology you’ve always wanted. You dug your hand till it hit the bottom and saw a ticket to your favorite concert. “How did you know I wanted this? I always begged you to let me see this singer, but you wouldn’t hear me out…I…” you are feeling so many emotions. “I told you I was going to try my best to fix this” he smiles before letting out a grunt as you tackle him into a hug “thank you! Thank you!” You chanted. Miguel only lets out a small smile rubbing your back affectionately. You let him go and walked to the top cabinet grabbing a glass to fill. “let’s have breakfast before you head to work “you smile enjoying this small moment with him. Maybe your wish did come true, to stop feeling alone. 

You walked down the halls of your high school. It was going to be your last year and you promised your friends you were going to make it a blast. Humming out a song you unlocked your locker. “Hey boo you’re in a much better mood.” Lyla appeared inside your locker snapping a selfie with you. “Glad you’re here, did you talk to my dad?” You asked her while collecting the items you’ll need on this day. “ wha? No, I didn’t. Why do you ask?” She looks at the selfie editing it. “He came home and made breakfast. He also got me tickets for the concert.” You smile enthusiastically looking at the AI. Lyla watches you “he did?” She was concerned, if she remembered correctly…Miguel was at the base this morning working but then again, he did slip out for a moment so maybe that’s where he went. Lyla only smiles “I’m so glad boo! Maybe Peter talked with him?” You nodded “I was thinking the same. Alright, I got to go Lyla.” You closed the locker going on to continue your education. Lyla stood in the pitch dark of the locker in deep thought “I’ll have to talk to Miguel” she mutters before disappearing. 

School for once was a day you enjoyed, maybe it has to do with the fact you're slowly getting your father back. You’ll have to thank Peter once you get the chance to visit the Society HQ. You start to wonder what made him realize he has a daughter here. All this thinking made you hungry, spotting your favorite empanada stand. You walked over and got in line. ‘Maybe I’ll order extra to bring home’ you thought before smiling, giving your order to the kind old lady. Once you reached home, you closed the door behind you. “Are you home?” You call out placing the bag on the table. “Ya has vuelto de la escuela*?” Miguel emerges from the kitchen door. He glances at the bag. “Y eso?” He walked over looking into the box. “ I got you some empanadas” You smile before letting it falter seeing him sniff the bag. His face of disgust was present, “I’m not hungry, you eat it.” He quickly replaces the face of disgust into a smile. Something wasn’t right here, he loved empanadas. He would never reject it. “But it’s your favorite?” You sat down and grabbed a couple for yourself. Miguel grabs a glass of water, his back turned to you. He panicked for a bit before adding on, “Yes but I think I ate too many last time that it just makes me dislike it” He walks over rubbing your head, “It will go away and I’ll go back to liking them okay?” He pressed his lips to the side of your head before sitting down next to you. “Cómo fue tu día en la escuela*?” He asked. You only nodded taking his excuse before smiling, feeling his lip on the side of your head. “ It went well!” You ate the empanada while telling him how your day went. 

Lyla stood behind Miguel watching him work away. “Hey Miguel” She appears in front of him. “Quick question” Miguel looks up at her and only grunts telling her to go on. “That was nice of you to get (Y/N) tickets to the concert” She sits on his shoulder waiting for his response. His answer only made her glitch and worried for you.

“What tickets?”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Authors Note: Thank you so much! Your comments and likes made me see how this NEEDED to be a series. I'm still working on the other two projects hopefully next week I'll be able to complete the series for Location Status. So, I can focus on my other projects. Sorry for any grammar on the first part, I was using a tablet and it was all new to me. Remember to stay hydrated and to keep on simping! (Simp City Population: 66💕) Thank you for the likes and reblogs! Please reblog so others can be aware of my works! ILY 💕

Spanish Translation: (Remember some have double meaning or similar meaning) 1. “Buenos días, cariño: Good Morning Sweetie 2. Escucha, sé que no soy el mejor padre: Listen, I know I'm not the best father (Dad) 3. Ya has vuelto de la escuela: Are you back from school? 4. Y eso: And that or whats that? 5. Cómo fue tu día en la escuela: How was your day at school?

[secretswiftymarvelfan]

Boston Bears: Off-Limits - Rugby Player!Chris x Reader (Part 6)

Summary: You go out on your first girls night since moving to Boston, but instead of a fun night out, you end up with the cast of Mean Girls

Word Count: 6k

Warnings: Fluff! Angst! Talk of Nepotism! Slut-Shaming! Alcohol Consumption!

Rugby Explained

Dividers by Me!

Series Masterlist / Masterlist

Chapter 6

You sighed as you assessed your outfit in the mirror. This was the first time you were going out drinking in a very long time. Even back in LA, you didn’t go out often even though you loved dancing, your friend Tommi preferred chatty drinks so you often went out for a meal instead. So it had been a little while since you had gotten dressed up like you were now and it wasn’t filling you with the confidence it normally did.

You’d picked a sparkly black mini-dress which looked like the night sky. The last time you wore it you felt like a boss, like someone out of a fantasy novel that was a queen or high lady and commanded an entire court. Now it just felt off, you couldn’t stop fiddling with the hem and adjusting it. It felt like it was wearing you instead of you wearing it.

You nibbled your lip trying to determine whether you should change, not that you knew what you’d change into. You needed a second opinion, someone to reassure you that it was fine and not as bad as you thought it was.

You grabbed your phone, took a quick mirror selfie and sent it to Tommi, asking what she thought. You could have just face-timed her but you didn’t want her to do her empath superpower and pick up on how uncomfortable you felt causing a mini therapy session that you didn’t want right now.

Tommi: Looking hot! You’ll be pulling all the guys tonight!

You rolled your eyes knowing she meant you could pull someone other than Chris. You had told her about your agreement and how Chris definitely wasn’t like Bryce but she still wasn’t convinced.

Y/N: I’m not looking to pull anyone tonight, just a girl's night with some of the office staff

Tommi: well have fun anyway and stay safe, share your location and text me when you’re heading home

Y/N: will do, love ya wish you were here

Tommi: love you too, wish you were here

You smiled softly to yourself as you put your phone away and looked back in the mirror. You still didn’t feel like a boss bitch, but you felt better and more confident. You could fake it until you make it until then, plus you were already running a little late.

You grabbed your bag and did last looks in the mirror before making your way out of your apartment to go meet the rest of the girls. The bar you were meeting at wasn’t that far from your apartment, only about a twenty to thirty-minute walk, but the girls were already inside when you got there.

“Hey sorry I’m a little late” you smiled as you sat down at the bar table with them.

Sam gave you a smile that you could tell was insincere “No worries” she said as her eyes scanned your outfit “You look… nice”

You forced your own smile to hide your reaction from the backhanded compliment, noticing how the other girls were also assessing your outfit which was more out there than theirs “thought I’d bring some LA glamour to the east coast” you smirked as you flagged down a bartender to order a drink “love the east coast but I think it could use it”

Sam’s smile became more forced and tight as she gave you a quick nod “Right”

You flashed her a winning smile before turning your attention to the other girls, starting a direct conversation with them instead of Sam. She did an unimpressed huff which you caught but ignored, you knew the game she was trying to play and you could play it too.

An hour into the ‘girls' night’ you decided you needed a break from them. The conversation had become less awkward but there was still the air of animosity. Tommi came to your rescue though when you texted her asking her to call you.

“Oh I better take this, I’ll be right back,” you said sliding off your seat.

You didn’t wait for them to reply and walked straight to the door to step outside.

“Hey is everything okay?” Tommi asked as soon as the line connected.

You let out a long sigh “Yeah, just needed an excuse to get a break for a bit, I thought I’d left all the LA bitches in LA” you grumbled.

Tommi snorted “There’s bitches everywhere” she chuckled “What’s so bad about them?”

“Urgh well two of them are fine, Sophia and I’ve forgotten her name, but Sam is the queen bee and the problem” you explained.

“Oh, the peaked in high school kinda person?”

“Yup, instantly judged me as soon as I walked in, I don’t even know why she invited me out” you huffed.

“Maybe she just didn’t expect the medic to also be a sexy bombshell, those girls hate competition” Tommi suggested.

You laughed and shook your head “I wouldn’t say bombshell but maybe… I think I might just cut my losses”

“No don’t give in, you said the other two are alright so stick with them and you never know they might feel the same as you” Tommi told you “Remember when we found out we both hated the same person?”

You recalled that time in college and laughed, the two of you had been studying in the library when the popular know it all girl had swanned past making you roll your eyes before you could check your expression. Tommi had caught it but instead of calling you out on it she let out a massive sigh of relief and told you she found that girl just as annoying as you did. The two of you became inseparable after that.

“That definitely brought us even closer”

“Exactly so just stick it out for another hour or two and you might make a new friend, just don’t go replacing me,” Tommi said and you could practically see her pointing her finger at you.

“That’s impossible no one can replace you” you smiled.

“Exactly now go have some fun, you deserve it,” Tommi told you.

“Will do, love ya” you chuckled.

“Love ya!” Tommi shouted down the line before the call disconnected.

You slid your phone back into your purse before taking a deep breath of the cool night air. You could do this. You stepped back inside the bar looked over towards the table and decided you needed just a few more minutes so went to the bathroom. It didn’t seem like they cared, they didn’t seem to notice you hadn’t come back yet.

Inside the toilets, you only just shut the door to a cubicle when you heard the bathroom door open and three people walk in “Urgh I wish I hadn’t invited her, do you think we could sneak out before she comes back?” you heard Sam say.

“Oh um, I dunno she’s probably stood right by the entrance” Sophia muttered.

You held back your snort, you were much closer than they realised.

“Well, she’s clearly a slut” Sam scoffed “I mean did you see what she was wearing? She may as well have written fuck me on her forehead”

“I thought it was nice, it reminded me of-” the other girl whose name you couldn’t remember said before Sam interrupted.

“No it’s slutty” Sam fired “I bet she isn’t even a trained a medic and is just in the job because her dad is the coach, typically nepo baby”

Your fists clenched, it wasn’t anything you hadn’t heard before. While it was getting better it was pretty unusual to be a female medic in the sports industry. But you worked damn hard to get your qualifications you did everything you could to make sure you were where you were because of your merits and not because your dad was a coach.

“Maybe” Sophia sighed “The guys like her though”

“Of course they do, she’s a female medic with the prime access to touch them up” Sam pointed out “I bet that’s why she decided to be a medic, she’s a slut who wants easy access to hot rugby players, I mean have you seen her with them, especially Johnny and Chris!”

That made your stomach drop. You were used to the other comments but the slut shaming and the insinuations were too much. They clearly didn’t know what was going on with you and Chris if they thought you were after Johnny too but did it really matter? It brought back the memories of what you hear in the LA changing rooms which made you feel sick.

Thankfully the girls didn’t stay in the bathroom much longer and you were able to step out of the cubical. You looked at yourself in the mirror and tried to see what Tommi saw but all you could see was what Sam saw. You bit your lower lip to stop yourself from crying, taking a deep and shaky breath.

You grabbed your phone and sent a text to Tommi ‘they’re all bitches and I’m going home, I’ll call when I’m home”

Chris let out a big yawn as he leant back in his chair and stretched his arms above his head “I think I’m gonna go into a food coma” he groaned, his belly completely full of food, some of which wasn’t diet-compliant but he was celebrating so it was fine.

Chris was out with Johnny, Jensen, Curtis as well as a few other teammates to celebrate Ari’s birthday. Since they had a match tomorrow they couldn’t go out drinking so had settled for a meal out. But they might have overindulged on food instead of booze.

“I don’t think I could eat another bite” Johnny complained as he put another spoonful of dessert in his mouth.

Chris snorted and shook his head at the winger. Things were good between them again now, Johnny had proved to Chris that he wasn’t gonna say a word and the team had been on a winning streak the last few rounds so Johnny was definitely right.

“I think I ate too much” Jake admitted as he wiped his brow “I might struggle tomorrow”

The rest of the guys all hummed in agreement, Curtis had a deeper frown on his face than he normally did.

“I dread to think how much this bill is gonna be” Ari sighed as he ran his hand through his long brown locks.

“We’re professional sportsmen, you can afford it” Johnny pointed out.

Ari shot him a look “Yeah rugby player, we’re not in the NFL or NBA” he argued “and some of us have other things they have to pay for besides fancy clothes and girl’s drinks”

Chris arched a brow at the nerve Johnny had seemingly unknowingly pressed, he wondered what it was that Ari had to pay for that meant he was more frugal than others.

“We’ll all chip in and cover it” Chris stated “It’s your birthday Ari, you don’t have to pay for anything”

Ari shook his head “No it’s fine I can pay” he stated.

“No it’s you’re birthday so we are gonna treat you aren’t we?” Chris argued sending a pointed look around at the rest of the guys who all murmured in agreement.

Ari still tried to protest but Chris made sure to take the bill from him when it arrived and ensured that everyone paid their fair share. Once the bill was paid the team made their way out to the fresh air.

“Thanks for that man” Ari said to Chris quietly as they walked out.

“No worries, it's not fair to pay on your birthday” Chris smiled as he clapped Ari on the shoulder.

“Thanks, it’s not like I couldn’t afford it, I just try to be careful with my money that’s all,” Ari said.

“I get it, don’t worry man, it's good to be frugal instead of materialistic, especially when our careers could be over tomorrow” Chris shrugged.

Ari snorted with laughter and shook his head “Great pep talk for tomorrow cap”

Chris threw him a lopsided grin “It’s what I’m known for”

“So what’s the plan, are we hitting a bar?” Johnny called out.

“Storm we have a match tomorrow” Chris reminded him, all of them already had one alcoholic drink they couldn’t go out for another.

“I know but it’s not late, we could still hang out” Johnny points out gesturing over his shoulders to the bars on the other side of the road.

Chris sighed considering it, looking across the road at all the bars they could head to. His attention was then taken by a short black shimmery dress. Chris’ lips parted as he watched you step out of a bar your head low, arms wrapped around your body tightly. You looked stunning, Chris felt an electric current run through him as he looked at you, the same one that he felt last weekend at the BBQ when he couldn’t help but seek you out to just get a kiss. But there was also something wrong, he could tell that much from here.

“Hey isn’t that Y/N?” Jensen said pointing across the street to where Chris was already staring.

“Yeah, looks like she’s alone, I’m just gonna go make sure she’s okay,” Chris said barely taking his eyes off you, watching as you walked away from the bar alone “Text me what you decide and I’ll catch up”

Chris didn’t wait for their responses before he checked there were no cars coming before jogging across the road. You seemed to be in a hurry because you had already gotten a good distance away from the bar. Chris had to keep jogging to catch up, something that didn’t sit particularly well with his full stomach.

“Hey,” he called out when he was close enough.

You instantly spun around, your eyes wide in fear. Chris held his hands up in a defensive manner as you breathed out a deep breath, hand on your chest.

“Jesus fuck Chris you scared the living daylights out of me, I thought you were a stalker or something” you scolded slapping him on the arm.

“Well you are the one walking alone” Chris pointed out.

You rolled your eyes “I’m fine my place isn’t that far, thirty minutes tops” you said shaking your head.

“A lot can happen in thirty minutes, you alright? You seem off” he asked noting how you had wrapped your arms tight around your waist again like you were trying to hide.

“Just a shitty night out” you sighed.

“Oh well we’re out celebrating Ari’s birthday, we were about to head to a bar I think when I spotted you, if you fancy joining us?” Chris offered nodding his head back towards the guys.

You glanced around him before shaking your head quickly “No I don’t think that’ll be a good idea, at least not right now” you said making Chris’ brows pinch together as he tried to work out exactly what you meant.

“No problem, let me walk you home then” Chris said but you shook your head again.

“No, no I’m good, you head back with the others,” you told him, turning to walk away before he even had a chance to argue.

“Whoa, hold up I can’t let you walk home alone” Chris said grabbing your arm to stop you from walking away.

You pulled your arm out of his grip and kept walking forcing him to follow “Chris please not now, I just want to go home” you sighed, your voice squeaking on the last syllable.

Chris’ brows pinched in concern, something was definitely wrong and he wasn’t gonna let you walk home alone if you weren’t okay “Okay but I can’t let you walk alone, I wouldn’t forgive myself if something happened, you already thought I was a creep”

You paused, let out a deep sigh and closed your eyes taking a couple of moments before nodding your head “Fine” you muttered quickly walking on.

Chris nodded and fell into step with you, standing on the roadside of the pavement. He sent a quick text to Jensen to say he was walking you home before heading home himself. He shoved his phone and hands in his jeans pockets and looked over at you as you both walked in the direction of your apartment.

Ten minutes had passed and you hadn’t said a word. You just kept your eyes on the floor in front of you, your arms wrapped around your waist. This was the quietest Chris had ever seen you, it wasn’t a side he liked because it wasn’t right, it wasn’t you. The biggest indication he had that something was wrong was the quiet sniffles like you were stopping yourself from crying.

“What was so shitty about your night then?” he asked guessing this sad mood had something to do with it.

“I don’t want to talk about it” you muttered quietly.

“Did something happen? Was someone a creep to you?” Chris questioned starting to get more concerned.

“No it wasn’t a creep it was- it was nothing” you sighed shaking your head.

Chris' brows furrowed “Who did you go out with?” he asked.

“Just some girls from the ticket office, but I won’t be doing it again” you explained with a small scoff.

Chris scrunched up his nose and shook his head “Oh yeah they’re not the nicest, it wasn’t Sam was it? She’s so annoying” he complained.

Your head snapped up to look at him, Chris had to stop himself from smirking victoriously. He’d hit the nail on the head. He might not know the exact reason but he had a better idea.

“You don’t like her?” you asked him.

“Gahd no, she’s like Regina George” Chris scoffed.

Your jaw dropped and Chris had to stop himself from laughing because it was a cute sight “Do you just reference mean girls?” you muttered in disbelief.

Chris gave you a lopsided smile “I’ve got sisters remember”

You chuckled weakly “Well she definitely was a mean girl tonight” You sighed.

“That’s a shame, it’s not nice being around someone who's being mean to strangers for no reason,” Chris said shaking his head.

“It wasn’t strangers” you muttered under your breath, Chris wasn’t sure if you meant for him to hear it but he did.

He froze, putting his hand on your arm to stop you “Wait, was she mean to you?” he asked, anger prickling under his skin.

You opened and shut your mouth a couple of times before shaking your head “It was nothing”

Chris wasn’t gonna let you brush this off any longer “It clearly wasn’t, c’mon you can tell me, we’re buddies right?”

“Look they were really judgy of me and how I was dressed and a bunch of other things” you sighed waving it off.

“How you were dressed? Fuck you look amazing, you caught my attention from across the road” Chris said shaking his head in confusion.

You gave him a weak smile before turning to continue walking towards your apartment “Thanks, I was a bit overdressed though” you admitted.

Chris shrugged “No you weren’t you look like you’re out for a night out, if they thought you were overdressed then they were underdressed” he pointed out.

You let out a small chuckle “Guess I can’t fault that logic” you said.

“It’s a bit shitty that they said it to you though” Chris sighed shaking his head.

“They didn’t, well, not really, I went to the bathroom and they didn’t know and followed me in a decided to chat shit” you explained.

“What else did they say?” Chris asked picking up on the fact there must have been more said.

You let out a long sigh but remain silent. Looking over Chris could see your lips were pursed as if you were trying to decide if you wanted to tell him or how to tell him.

“They said I was a nepo baby and that I was only a medic so I could get up close and personal with hot rugby players” you finally said.

“What the actual fuck!” Chris exclaimed loudly “That’s utter bullshit, you’re one of the best medics we’ve ever had”

You let out a small scoff “Thanks but look don’t worry about it just typical slut shaming”

“No, I am because it’s not on and it’s clearly upsetting you! Do they know about us? Is that the problem?” Chris asked.

You shook your head “No she just said we were close, same with Johnny” you sighed.

“That’s good at least,” Chris said earning another small scoff from you “Look don’t listen to anything she or those other girls say, they’re just jealous because you get to hang out with us guys and we don’t like them enough to hang out with them, what they’re saying is just their insecurities projected onto you” he continued softly.

“I dunno” you sighed shaking your head.

“Trust me, we’ve all been subjected to Sam throwing herself at us at Christmas and end-of-season parties, if anyone is trying to get up close and personal with us it's her” Chris explained trying to suppress the shudder that passed through his body when he recalled the last Christmas party when she tried to grind her hips against him despite his efforts to get away “we like you Y/N all of us, which is why we hang out with you so don’t listen to them, you’re a badass who doesn’t need to worry about their opinions”

You stopped and turned back around to face him, your eyes damp as you looked up at him “Thanks Chris… it’s nice to know you’re on my side”

Chris put a comforting hand on your shoulder “it's nothing” he said before looking up and realising you were outside your apartment building “Are you okay now? I can stick around if you want”

You gave him a brave smile and shook your head “No I'm good thanks, you should head back to the guys, I said I’d call Tommi when I got in to talk about everything anyway”

Chris nodded trying not to look too disappointed. He didn’t want to leave you just yet, not just because you still weren’t 100% yourself again but because he just felt this need to be with you.

“Sure, well I’ll see you tomorrow at the game” he nodded.

“Yeah see you tomorrow, thanks for walking me home by the way” You smiled softly.

“It was nothing…” he said trying to think of something to say to allow him to stay a little longer but he couldn’t “See you tomorrow” he repeated quickly, giving you a quick hug before turning on his heels and heading back the way he came.

He didn’t go far though, staying just close enough to watch and make sure you got inside the building and the lights went on in your apartment. He stayed another moment more before letting out a long sigh and making his way home.

Chris climbed out of his car and brushed down his tie before moving to grab his kitbag from his trunk. There weren’t many fans here yet since the team met at the stadium a whole 2 hours before kickoff, but there were always a few dedicated fans who turned up early. Chris gave them a wave as he walked from his car to the team entrance, even stopping to take a couple of photos with young fans.

Once inside the building, he walked down the corridor that would lead him to the team’s changing room. He nodded hello to any other members of staff he crossed, including the team photographer who was capturing the team’s arrival. The only people he wouldn’t say hello to would be Sam and her other mean girls, but he rarely saw them anyway.

The one person he did want to see though was you. He just wanted to know you were okay after last night. You seemed better when he left you compared to when he found you but you still weren’t yourself. He hadn’t seen you yet though which wasn’t unusual but it still bothered him.

He walked into the team changing room, not everyone was there yet but there were a few. Including Johnny who walked over to greet Chris, shaking his hand.

“Hey Storm, you’re not usually here this early” Chris commented.

Johnny shrugged “Got ready earlier than usual, you missed a good night last night”

“Sorry to hear it, hope you guys didn’t go too crazy” Chris said with a pointed look.

“Nah don’t you worry, we kept it chilled” Johnny reassured him with a clap on the shoulder “Was she okay?” he then asked his voice low.

Chris nodded “Fine, bit of a shit night out that's all, she was with the ticket office mean girls” he explained quietly.

Johnny pulled a face “god no wonder she thought it was shit” he grimaced “but glad she’s okay”

Chris nodded “Me too” he sighed even though he wasn’t confident that you were okay.

Johnny clapped Chris on the shoulder once more before turning and heading back to his cubby. Chris walked over to his, dumping his bag and opening it up to pull out what he needed. His kit was already hung up by the kit manager, he just needed his boots and gumshield.

He was about to start getting changed but before he even managed to get his suit off he felt this urge to make sure you were okay. It was like someone had flipped a switch and there was this animalistic desire to find you, one that he couldn’t ignore.

He mumbled a quick excuse before walking back out of the changing room. He made his way straight to the medic room where he would find you. To his surprise you weren’t in there, one of the other medics was instead.

“Hey, everything okay? Do you need anything?” the medic asked as he packed his bag.

Chris shook his head “Uh no, just- no” Chris stuttered as he tried and failed to think of an excuse “Are the other medics on the field already?” he then asked.

The medic nodded his head “Yeah they’re just prepping the bench”

Chris nodded despite wanting to curse. He wasn’t allowed out onto the pitch until warm-ups which meant he wouldn’t get the chance to ask you if you were okay. He couldn’t quench his desire to ensure you were okay.

“Cool thank you” Chris said before turning on his heel and walking back out towards the changing room.

He would just have to get over it and get his head in the game. He couldn’t be distracted thinking about whether you were okay, he needed to focus on the game and just hope that you were.

He was halfway back to the changing room when he crossed paths with your dad “Ah Evans just the person I wanted to talk to” he said.

“Everything alright sir?” Chris asked.

Coach Y/L/N nodded before gesturing with his finger “Yeah follow me” he said.

Chris followed him down the corridor before realising he was heading towards his office. Chris mentally cursed, had your dad somehow clocked on to your little arrangement? Was that why he couldn’t find you, because you were in your dad’s office?

To Chris’ relief, you weren’t inside your dad’s office but that didn’t mean he was off the hook, he was desperate to ask what was going on but he kept quiet.

“Right, I just wanted to ask you about this” Coach Y/L/N said pointing down to a piece of paper which was a printout of an online news article from a rugby news site.

Chris took a closer look and cursed silently, it was a picture of you and Chris walking home together last night. The photo was thankfully completely innocent, taken before Chris managed to get you to open up. His hands were in his pockets and your arms wrapped around your waist. However, that didn’t stop the site from speculating whether you were Chris’ new fling.

“Oh, oh this is nothing, sir, I promise,” Chris said with a shake of his head.

Your dad arched a brow “it is?”

Chris nodded “Yeah I was out with the guys last night for a meal to celebrate Ari’s birthday, when we left we spotted Y/N leaving a bar alone so I said I’d go make sure she was okay and ended up walking her home”

Your dad nodded his head slowly “Right okay, and was she? She doesn’t look okay to me”

Chris sighed wondering how much to say “Have you spoken to her sir?” he asked instead, your dad shook his head in answer “Well she didn’t tell me much but she said she went out with some of the girls from the ticket office and it wasn’t as fun as she thought but she seemed better by the time I left her”

Your dad nodded his head knowingly “That’s reassuring to know, and I will ask to thank you”

Chris smiled at him “It’s nothing, I’m sorry we got papped and made it look like something was going on, I just wanted to make sure she was okay and got home safe, absolutely nothing between us we’re just friends” he said hoping your dad didn’t see through his white lie.

Your dad snorted “I should hope not, you know better than that Evans” he warned “But thank you, I really appreciate it the past few months haven’t been easy for her so it’s good to know she has people looking out for her over here” he said.

Chris felt his mouth go dry and his throat constricted at the not-so-veiled warning your dad had just sent his way. It was clear that your dad wanted none of the team dating you, there would be no exceptions. The warning wasn’t enough to put Chris off though, he couldn’t give up the electric feeling he felt when he was with you. The team was also on a winning streak and Chris wasn’t a superstitious man but he also wasn’t gonna risk it.

“Of course sir” he coughed “No need to worry about me… is there anything else you need?”

Your dad shook his head “No, just go out there and win”

Chris smirked as he saluted “Yes boss”

Chris made his way back to the changing room to prepare himself for the game. Despite everything Chris managed to get his head in the game with no issue at all. He felt ready to get out there and win. He was still worried about you but he could still focus, the two things weren’t mutually exclusive.

When Chris finally stepped out onto the pitch and saw you his worries were somewhat soothed. You seemed fine, okay even, but something was still different. It wasn’t something he could work out until the match started and he watched you jog on to help Johnny who needed some strapping on his knee.

Chris watched as you worked and saw the dynamic was completely different. Usually, you were all jokes and smiles as you worked but now you were straight face, you barely reacted to Johnny’s quips you just worked. You were being strictly professional.

You weren’t okay, what had happened last night was still playing on your mind and making you change the way you behaved. It pissed Chris off because you shouldn’t have to change how you acted around the team because of the opinions of people who really weren’t worth the trouble. Other people’s opinions shouldn’t matter full stop.

Chris decided that he wasn’t going to let this carry on any longer, as soon as this match was over he was gonna pay you a visit and build you back up until the opinion of Sam didn’t matter.

As it turned out though he didn’t need to wait for the end of the match. After completing a kick Chris felt a twinge in his upper thigh right by his hip. It was one that he would usually just play on for, it was one he could run off. But instead, he sat himself down on the pitch, wincing in pain waiting for you to come over.

“What’s wrong?” you asked once you jogged over to him, putting your medical bag down as you crouched.

“Twinge in my thigh, right here” he said pointing to the side of his thigh.

Normally you probably would have made some joke that included an innuendo but you just nodded “Okay let’s stretch it out, lie back and give me your leg” you said holding out your hand to catch his ankle.

Chris did as he was told, lifting up his leg ready to stretch. To lift it high enough and provide some resistance you lifted his ankle so it was resting on your shoulder. A smirk played on Chris’ lips at the sight.

He scratched his beard to hide his lips from sight as he said “You know it’s usually your leg on my shoulder, not the other way around”

Your eyes widened and he saw the ghost of a smile play at your lips “Chris” you hissed, no venom in your voice at all.

“I actually quite like the view, maybe you should be on top more” he smirked.

You shot him another look but he could see your defences falling, even if you were still desperately trying to act strictly professional.

“How are you feeling?” you asked him.

“Much better, you’ve got the magic touch” he grinned as he sat back up.

You let out a small snort and shook your head before passing him a bottle “rehydrate” you ordered.

He took the bottle from you and squeezed some water into his mouth. He watched as you packed your bag back up, your sight set firmly on the task instead of him. A mischievous grin grew on his face when an idea popped into his head. It was a dangerous idea but if it worked it would definitely bring back your smile.

While your attention was still on the bag Chris twisted the bottle around so when he squeezed it the water would squirt out at you instead of into his mouth. You clearly were paying more attention than you let on though as before he got the chance to squeeze the bottle you reached out, grabbed it and spun it back around the face him, the water squirting into his face instead.

Chris spluttered in surprise, but despite his plan backfiring it still worked as you were trying and failing to hold back a laugh. Chris grinned back at you and shook his head, water droplets running off his face.

“Nice try Evans” you smirked snatching the bottle back and putting it in your pack as you stood up.

You held out your hand to help him up which he gladly took “It worked though” he said quietly, you tilted your head in confusion “It got you to smile” he explained making your lips part in surprise “Don’t let the opinion of others stop you from being you” he added quietly before jogging off to go rejoin his team.

When he met his team in the huddle ready to give some instructions for the next phase of play, he spared a glance over to you as you jogged back off the pitch. A smile played on his lips as he spotted the one you hid with a bowed head. You might not be 100% fine but you were better and more yourself and that was all Chris could hope for. He’d work on getting you back to 100% later after he won this game.

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Pairing:  Johnny Cage x Fem Reader 

First time writing for Johnny, so I hope I did well! 

Summary: Considering both Johnny and the reader are hardworking big-shots in Hollywood, they don't exactly have the proper alone time and try to make that time when it comes to certain needs...

Warnings:  SMUT! (18+ ONLY! MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!) (Masturbation, phone/face-time sexual activities, oral M receiving)

Word Count: .9k 

Between Johnny directing his new series, acting in it, and handling my own business in Hollywood, we were barely home but also doing much better than we were before Johnny came up with this hit.

Having another late night in the office, I wasn’t going home any time soon. I solely focused on a script till my phone started ringing.

Johnny, and he was face-timing me?

“What’s up, babe?” I said while answering, not bothering to look at my phone in the corner of my desk.

“Hey baby,” He was panting for some reason, which made me pick up my phone to see that his face was glistening in sweat, and it looked like he was slumped back in a chair, “You almost done at the office?”

“I wish,” I sighed, looking at the phone with concern, “You just get done working out or something?”

“I wouldn’t say that exactly,” He smirked, turning the camera around and instantly filling my cheeks with heat, showing that he was stroking his cock, able to see the pre leaking from his tip as he started stroking faster, the sexiness in his voice making me twitch, “Just sitting here wishing that you were between my legs right now.”

I could only watch, nearly drooling at how he kept working his cock, dishing out more dirty thoughts:

“C’mon, baby. You can come home to me, right? You know you wanna be all over my dick.”

I sat my phone back down and started to clean up my desk, listening to his slight groan and huffs, a chuckle as I said to the phone:

“You stay put. I’ll be home before you know it.”

“Haha, that’s my girl,” He chuckled, putting the camera back to a selfie but showing his body at an angle, “Don’t keep me waiting too long.”

“I won’t. Trust me on that one,” I had to hang up, feeling the moisture between my thighs, shaking from anticipation to my car and while speeding through traffic to get home.

After parking in the garage, I didn’t even bother to take my things out of the car, coming inside to see the back of Johnny’s head, sitting in one of the chairs facing the fireplace.

“You didn’t have too much fun without me?” I whispered in his ear, leaning over his shoulder to smile, eyes quickly fixing on his lower half, seeing that he covered himself with a blanket, but the apparent pitch in it showed that he was still hard.

“The fun’s just now starting, babe,” He chuckled, picking his head up to kiss me, finding my hand, and guiding me to the front of the chair.

“You’re lucky work didn’t tire me out too much,” I giggled back, palming him, making him hum:

“Sure am, ain’t I?”

“I think so,” I smirked while sinking to my knees, taking the blanket and gently stroking his cock, making him hiss at my slow pace, seeing how swollen his tip was already, “Really missed me, huh?”

“A man’s got needs too,” He looked down with a grin, clearly hinting at more, so I stopped beating around the bush:

“I know, and I’ll take care of ‘em.”

As I finished my sentence, my lips closed around his tip, softly pumping his length while bobbing my head at an even pace.

“Ah, babe-“ He really must’ve needed this with the way he was groaning already, reclining back and holding the back of my head, pushing me down a little further as I got closer and closer to his base.

Rubbing his thighs, I had to watch his reaction as I picked my head up slowly, then took his cock down my throat, his nails grazing my scalp while letting out a lingering groan:

“Fuccck.”

“You like that?” I whispered after picking up my head just for him to push my head back down:

“Hell yeah. Now, keep those lips around my dick.”

I could only chuckle at how that made him desperate for more, giving him exactly what he wanted, deep-throating him again, and this time, I could feel how he was starting to twitch, groans deeper in his throat, and huffing.

That made me go down him even more eagerly, nearly gagging at the slight thrusts of his hips in tempo with the hand pushing my head down, making some spit drip from the corner of my mouth.

“That’s my g-girl,” He grunted, head falling back blissfully, “Fuck, that’s my gir-rr-“

Holding his thighs again, he was twitching harder than before, cock throbbing against my throat; looking up at him just for my eyes to slam shut with a hum.

My nose met his stomach as he kept my head down, feeling all his bundled nerves, tapping me to catch my eye.

“Gonna be good to me and swallow, yeah?” My smirk as a response said it all, putting a smile on his face even with all his pants and groans.

Picking my head back up as it was coming, I sucked his tip hard, humming at how full my mouth was of his load.

“Shiiitt-“ His tip popped free from my mouth; I made sure he could see that I swallowed, sticking out my tongue when his twitching cock still had more leaking out.

“Got you good, didn’t I?” I teased, licking his oozing cum from his shaft, feeling the vein in his cock still throbbing, making him shake with a rumble in his chest by slowly swiping my tongue across the underside of his tip where he was super sensitive, then along his slit.

“Yeah, giving me brain like that,” He was pretty worn out, practically melted in the chair, but he had a smile on his face and put one on mine as he stroked my cheek and winked, “You’re in for a sweet gift after that.” 

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Chapter 23

Pairing: BTS Ot7 X fem! reader

Genre: A/B/O AU, Fluff, Angst, Strangers to lovers,

Warnings: slight implications of past abuse but it's truly minor

Words: 3804

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The pack members let you two sleep for quite some time. You both looked peaceful and content, with a few of the men lingering in occasionally to snap a photo or two of you.

Taehyung has already set the selfie you two took as his wallpaper. The picture is sweet, you were both smiling widely in the photo, with the alpha's cheek placed over your head, holding you close.

It was a sweet moment the alpha wanted to keep treasured, and so it was like a nice reminder, and he was already sure he would feel better just looking at the phone screen when he would have a hard time.

The alpha went to sleep quite early, already in bed at around 21 after rubbing his hands over your back for a few times, telling you quiet goodnights.

Jimin was watching a movie in his room, and Yoongi was helping Hobi download a new patch for the music programme they would usually use.

Jin and Namjoon were sitting at the kitchen table with a laptop in front of them. The two men have been looking up the different options for online classes and programmes you could take part in, reading through all the different ones.

They wanted you to have the option to travel with them. Sure, you wouldn't have to go if you weren't  interested, but even without a proper discussion, the pack could tell they were mostly on the same page.

Keeping you close and safe was a big priority for them, and while they loved their fans with all of their hearts, you were now a bit more important.

They would have to bring you to Hybe soon, as the NDA's you would have to sign are pretty much ready.

The management would have to discuss quite a few things with you too, and while they asked to see you on their own, the harsh no they received from Namjoon and Yoongi especially changed the plans for sure.

The pack loved their management and staff a lot, they were always so helpful and nice, but they could also be a bit of a pain from time to time.

The pack understood that you would probably have to go through a series of questions regarding your past and present, and they also understood that that would be a very sensitive topic for you.

They didn't want you to cry because someone dumb enough would go around asking about what your family-pack relationships were like or how many pups you would like to have with them.

They only meant well, but the alphas were worried about the harm some of the sensitive questions might do.

And so, after a few minutes of going back and forth on it, they all agreed that at least one of them would be present.

It was a little after 21 when Jungkook stirred from his sleep. The warmth and comfort around him were soft and sweet. He felt well rested but still pulled you closer to his body, wanting to cherish the moment for a little while longer.

You kept on going with your slumber, your breathing soft against the cotton t-shirt the alpha was wearing. Bending his neck a little, he smiled widely at you, laughing quietly while smooching you against himself more.

His hands gently ran over your hair, caressing your upper back occasionally. You both laid there like this for some time, your breathing slow and steady while the youngest packmember looked over you, gently comforting you to sleep well.

After about half an hour, Jin was the one to come to both of you. Noticing that Jungkook was in fact awake, he chuckled softly at your sleeping state.

„Come on, Koo, she can't skip dinner." He whispered gently, taking a seat next to you, his hand rubbing soft circles over your shoulder.

The youngest only hummed gently, wanting to keep you close like this for longer. Seokjin understood the need he felt and laughed loudly.

„You can sleep with her tonight, but you both need to eat first.” He said, the alpha's eyes set on your sleeping form. Jungkook smiled wider.

You didn't seem to mind him taking a nap with you at all, and with how quickly you rested against him, you might even let him rest with you tonight.

He would have to ask you first, but even then, the alpha felt excited for the upcoming night. „Honey bun, wake up." He whispered, the alpha's voice still heavy with sleep.

He ran his knuckles over your cheek, only having you stir a little. „Cub, come on, come eat your dinner, baby.” Jin whispered softly, his palm running up and down over your side.

You blinked your eyes open a little, still drowsy. The older alpha laughed softly at you, uncovering you from the blanket before he sneaked his hands under your arms.

Pulling you up, he sat you up gently, laughing even louder at your face. You were for sure ready to go back to bed right away. Cooing softly at you, Jungkook also sat up, his back resting against the couch.

„Bunny, baby, let's go eat now." He whispered, the bed hair you both sported thrown in both of your faces. His fingers gently tucked a lock behind your ear.

Yawning loudly, you let yourself be pulled up, the eldest gently leading you to the table already prepared for the two of you. The packalpha sat in his usual seat, typing in his notebook.

He looked up, smiling softly at the two of you, his arms outstretching to invite you closer. You hurried over to the alpha, squeezing yourself between his legs. He pulled you up on his lap, seating you sideways.

„Hm? Are you still tired, pup? You can go back to sleep soon; don't worry.” He whispered gently in your ear, his palms running over your arms in a soft caress.

You nodded a little. Your cheek rested up against his collarbone, the scent gland comfortingly close to your nose. Namjoon chuckled gently, his fingers combing through your hair, adjusting it a little so it wouldn't get in your way.

Patting your thigh, he ushered you to go eat now, his chin soft against your hair while he scented you before letting you go.

„Go eat now, baby, okay? We can cuddle later.” You whined gently but complied, slowly making your way to your chair. Jungkook sat next to you tonight. With a bowl of soft tofu stew before you both, it didn't take too long before you started to eat.

The packalpha got back to typing soon enough, responding to a few emails. Jin prepared the dishwasher before he got a phone call, going away to pick it up.

Neither Jungkook nor you spoke a lot; both of you were still sleep-ridden, and your tired eyes that seemed to close every five seconds only proved that.

You didn't finish a lot. While the flavours were intricate and tasty, the meal warmed up your tummy too, you never liked going straight to bed with a full stomach. The bellyache you would sometimes get was uncomfortable.

After you pushed the plate away from yourself, drinking from the tall glass of water, Namjoon looked up.

„Pup, baby, please eat a little bit more.” He said gently, and Jungkook was also looking up to see that not even half was eaten. And the portions the pack has been serving you are already much smaller than theirs. You whined softly, just wanting to go back to sleep.

„None of that kitten. Be a good girl now and listen to your alphas.” Yoongi murmured, his fingers combing through your hair gently while he moved the plate back closer to you.

You didn't even realise that he came in, seemingly only getting a cup of water himself. The alpha tutted softly at the whine that left you, ruffling your hair before walking away after seeing you take another bite.

It didn't take too long before you were fully done; there was only a little left. That satisfied both of them well enough, proud and happy with you. „Such a good girl, bunny." Jungkook whispered, his lips brushing over your temple while he went to take the plates away.

Turning back to you after turning on the dishwasher, the man smiled at how cute you looked. Sitting on the chair with your eyes closing and opening slowly, he felt you tug at his heart strings once again.

„Do you want to sleep in my bed tonight, baby?" He asked, his voice not louder than a whisper. You looked up, seemingly thinking over it for a few seconds, before you nodded a little bit. You didn't mind.

With how well and deeply you slept during the longer nap, you would definitely not mind doing so again. The alpha smiled widely, his teeth visible.

„Sleep tight, my pup. Come to alpha if you need anything, okay? Tomorrow we will have to go to Hybe, but don't worry, baby, we will be there the whole time, hm?” The packalpha said, his hands rubbing over your arms gently.

You didn't truly process much of his words, yawning instead as you took a hold of Jungkook's hand, the man leading you upstairs to his own room.

Namjoon smiled softly, going back to the article he was reading while you both got out of his sight.

Jungkook's room was to the very right of the hall. He opened the doors for you, entering first while your hand still grasped his closely. You didn't really get to look too much around the room; you were too tired to really notice any of the details.

His sheets were a comforting charcoal colour, just like the ones he had lent you first. He had only a few blankets lying around, and the whole room was painted dark.

With a few game characters and action figures standing neatly on a few shelves next to his giant set-up, the room looked quite nice. The curtains were drawn close, ensuring no light entry. 

Rubbing your eye a little bit, you took a seat on the mattress, the alpha running his fingers through your hair while he stood next to you.

„Baby I already told you not to do that. It's not healthy." You hummed in response, blinking up at the man. You didn't do much until a few seconds, choosing to wrap your arms around his waist, hugging him close.

Jungkook chuckled softly, surprised by the display of pure affection so suddenly, but his own hands soon wrapped around your back, holding you close to himself.

„Thank you, Oppa... for ta-taking care of me." You whispered, your cheek resting against his stomach. The alpha smiled softly to himself, caressing your back.

„Bunny, you don't have to thank me for that, okay? You're okay. Do you want to shower now or in the morning?” He gently asked, kneeling back down to look at you.

The small tears that sprung up in your eyes made him coo loudly. You realised how nice they all have been to you the whole time—not taking advantage of you during either of your omega drops, feeding you, keeping you warm, buying you new things, and spoiling you with hugs and kisses-

It all dropped on you. You didn't feel so good in a long while, and the sudden change in your life still felt a little surreal. But good nonetheless. You were happy.

And you weren't happy for a long time.

Your eyes watered, and the youngest panicked a little. Pulling you close to his chest right away, your face was soon tucked away under his chin.

„Honey, don't cry, no... It's okay, you're okay. Alpha got you, hm? I'm here now, baby; you'll be okay.” He whispered near your ear, his palms rubbing over your back and hair, gently soothing you.

You didn't start fully sobbing or crying. You only felt sorry for yourself, for the past you held and went through, and for how little affection and love you ever received.

Pulling away a little to check on you, he cooed loudly, his chin rubbing over the top of your head to calm you down. You wiped your eyes clumsily, sniffing a little.

Jungkook watched you with soft eyes, carefully looking over you as if you would break at any sudden movements.

„M-Morning please...” You whispered, really just ready to go to sleep. You had a long day. He nodded right away, softly pecking your temple again.

„Okay babybun. Do you want to change in the bathroom? So you can brush your teeth right away?” His knuckles went over your cheek again, gentle with his voice, even when he himself was ready to go back to bed.

You nodded a little, the alpha pulling you back up. Shuffling over to the bathroom doors, you opened them—only to realise you had your new pyjamas in your room.

The young man was already a step ahead, standing in the middle of his own walk-in closet. Picking up a simple dark blue hoodie with a Nike logo on it, he also grabbed a white t-shirt, carrying them out.

„Here baby. You can wear alphas clothes for sleeping, hm?” He whispered, the small smirk barely visible with how wide his smile was. Jungkook noticed how your cheeks flared up a little, making you smile even bigger.

You thanked him softly, placing the clothes on the counter. After giving you a new toothbrush, the alpha now deemed it yours for whenever you would go to his room, you closed the doors.

Not wasting much time, you changed into the much more comfortable clothes provided for you, the t-shirt and hoodie reaching the middle thigh.

You brushed your teeth, making sure to not look too much into the mirror—you for sure looked completely wrecked up, and so you skimmed over it, soon going back to the room.

The alpha was on his phone in the meantime, but looked up after he heard the doors open. Chuckling softly, he couldn't help but coo at you. Your hands were completely hidden by the sleeves, and you looked adorable.

„Aigoo! Bunny, you are adorable. Come here, baby.” He smiled widely, his hands resting against your waist, pulling you close. You chewed a little on the sleeve, your cheeks heated up again.

After a few seconds of just keeping you close to himself, Jungkook stood up again, helping you climb into the bed. Tucking you in closely, he smiled gently at how quickly your eyes started to close.

His nightstand lamp casted a soft, warm glow on the room as he wrapped the few blankets close to you. After he deemed it toasty enough, the alpha quickly walked to the bathroom himself.

They were all mostly used to sleeping pretty much only in their underwear, but with you around, they have been making sure you wouldn't get startled if you went to their room during the night for whatever reason, and so they have all been dressing more fully.

After brushing his teeth himself, he came from the bright bathroom with a pair of loose sweats and a thin t-shirt on. Seeing how curled up you were already, he couldn't help but softly coo at you again.

The alpha made a quick round around the room, checking the walk-in closet and closing all the doors, making sure nothing was left open. After he looked from the window for a good ten seconds and didn't notice anything abnormal, the man turned on the heater and closed the curtains.

Climbing in the bed carefully, Jungkook made sure to not wake you up; your sleepy state was taking over. Pulling you to his chest once again, he turned off all the lights, letting you rest against his chest.

Sighing out gently, he felt content with having you in his arms. After kissing your head sweetly, he too closed his eyes, breathing calmly and letting sleep take over.

The night was calm; nothing happened, so the whole pack rested well tonight.

Jin was the first to wake up; his normal alarm set at 6:30, having him get up early as usual. He didn't take too long to get ready, instead choosing to start the breakfast for all of you.

Before he went to do so, he quietly walked into the youngest's room, wanting to check up on you before going downstairs.

The room was filled with warmth, and the air was toasty and soft. In the middle of the bed was a giant lump you two were hiding under, the covers almost fully going over your head.

Jin didn't walk in, mostly because he was worried about Jungkook waking up abruptly after smelling someone else in the room. He didn't want to startle you especially with how sweet you both looked—your head resting against the alpha's chest, the heartbeat calming you in your sleep.

And so he only smiled softly, choosing to make the yummiest breakfast he could ever do, realising that you would probably have a hard time waking up.

He wasn't sure what your all-time favourite food was to have for breakfast, but since they hadn't had pancakes in quite a while, he decided that sweet food can never go wrong for you.

Plus, if Namjoon or Yoongi wanted to eat something more filling, there was still a bit of leftovers from their last meals.

And so the alpha started cooking, preparing the batter quickly. He didn't get to make a lot of western cousine on many occasions.

When the pack went to The States quite some time ago, the eldest deemed the fluffy pancakes much tastier over the more flatter type, reminding him more of a crèpe.

While he was frying the simple meal, he made sure to keep in mind the many different options possible to have. Hobi, who got up soon after the packalpha, helped him fry up some bacon.

With Namjoon drinking his own coffee while reading a book he still didn't get to finish at the dining table, more and more of the packmembers started to come back down—and surprisingly, even you and Jungkook.

After smelling the soft aroma you brought, the packmembers all looked up, seeing you get gently carried by the youngest alpha downstairs. Placing you in your usual chair, the alphas could only coo at your state.

You looked like you could sleep for another whole day, soft and drowsy still. Jin also recognised the clothes you were wearing, the laundry he would sometimes have to do for a few of his packmembers coming in handy.

And even if he wouldn't, considering how well-scented you were by the youngest, it wouldn't be hard to guess to whom the clothes belonged.

„Babycheeks, you okay?” Taehyung asked, looking over your face for a few seconds. He was smiling widely, content and happy with how well you slept, but still, with how long you rested yesterday and today again, he felt light worry creeping up on him.

To be truthful, he wasn't the only one a little bit startled and worried about how long you had been sleeping, wanting to make sure you weren't sick.

You nodded tiredly, thanking Jimin when he slid a plate of a few stacked-up pancakes to you.

Crouching next to your chair, the alpha's hand rested on your knee, rubbing a few gentle circles. Tender with his affection, the sweet man smiled gently at you.

„What toppings do you want to have, my princess?” You looked over the table, the chocolate syrup catching your eye. You reached for it, and the man gently took it for you.

„What a great choice, precious,” he whispered, his fingers combing over your hair as he drizzled a bunch over the top. You smiled yourself, your head resting against his forearm for a few seconds before you pulled away.

You were the first to get the breakfast, the eldest alpha was quick to swat anyone's hands away if they tried to reach for the stacked-up, freshly finished food. Shooing them away with the simple words: It's for the cub; wait for the next ones. 

You went to eat, reaching for the utensils, only to be unable to. The hoodie sleeves got in the way, and the blue fabric floated over your fingers.

Before you had the time to ruffle it up at your wrist, long fingers had already started doing it for you. Folding the fleece over itself so it wouldn't be uncomfortable and go undone, Yoongi made quick work of helping you.

„There you go, Kitty. Eat up now, okay?” The alpha let his lips linger on your temple for a second or two, breathing in your soft scent.

And so, after you dug in, the alphas watched over you for a few seconds, making sure everything was okay. Soon after, everyone had their own plate ready, and you all got to enjoy your breakfast together, filled with comfort and contentment.

„Did you sleep well, pup?” Namjoon broke the silence soon after, waiting until you finished your bite for you to answer. His eyes fell gently and warmly on your form, like a soft caress.

You already had them wrapped up around your little finger.

„Mhm, it was nice." You mumbled, smiling softly. Jungkook could only preene at the moment, so glad you enjoyed your time with him.

Puffing his chest out slightly, he seemed to light up with how bright and happy the alpha looked. He was very proud of himself.

„Thats good. I was worried that you would wake up, but I'm glad you slept well with Kookie, princess.” Jimin said, drinking his sweetened coffee.

You felt your cheeks warm up a little, but tried to brush it off, avoiding their eyes and busying yourself with your plate instead.

It didn't take you long to finish, thanking the alphas for the meal as you placed the plate away. Namjoon also finished his breakfast not too long ago, standing up.

Taking your hand in his, he slowly led you to the couch, taking a seat first. You went to sit next to him, but before you could, the packalpha had already pulled you onto his lap.

Gently manoeuvring you so your legs wrapped up around his waist and hips, the alpha tucked you closely against his chest.

Holding you tight, the man's chin ran over the top of your head a few times, his nose occasionally touching the soft crook of your neck.

Your own face was buried right against his scent gland too, the naturally heavy and comforting scent having you go completely lax against the alpha.

„That's right, babypup. Alpha got you. Alpha will keep you safe, sweetheart; don't you worry that cute little head about a thing. Alpha will take care of everything, sweet pup.”

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A/N: Hi everyone! I just wanted to drop in to say a giant thank you. This story has been getting a lot of support and I'm so glad that it comforts so many of you. Thank you for being yourself, lots of love ♥️❄️🪽

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[betterthanburrow]

Bengals’ Social Media Admin - Instagram AU

(Bengals Quarterback! Joe Burrow x Social Media Admin! OC)

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Bengals: Happy Birthday to us 🥳

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officialskylinechili: Happy birth-Dey 🥳

username1: 56 years ago… DAMN, y’all are an old football team and still haven’t won a Super Bowl 🤣

yourinstagram: happy birthday to the best NFL team!

Chido: don’t forget it’s my birthday too!

↳ username2: why am i just finding out that me, Chido , and my favorite team have the same birthday?!

fccincinnati: Happy birthday 🎉

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CincyProblems: it looks like the Social Media Admin for the Bengals isn’t holding back today 🤣

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username1: the Bengals have the best Social Media Admin out of all the football teams!

username2: did y’all see that Twitter thread on who the identity of the Bengals social media admin could be?!

↳ username3: wait no… i didn’t see the Twitter thread,

↳ username2: so basically one of the users that got a reply from the Bengals’ Twitter account posted how they got a notification from someone with the username @.yourTwitter that had responded to their tweet and then when they clicked the notification, the reply was deleted… but then a few seconds later, the same reply was posted by the Bengal’s Twitter team. (also the Bengals’ social media accounts and Joe Burrow follows Y/N on Twitter and Instagram).

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yourfinsta: 😘 💻

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finstagramBFF: YOU’RE GETTING EXPOSED BY FOOTBALL FANS ON TWITTER!

↳ yourfinsta: WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!

↳ finstagramBFF: there’s a Twitter thread going viral about how you’re the SM admin for the Bengals 😭💀

↳ yourfinsta: oh shit 😳

joeyb_finsta: I love how you’re taking selfies on your laptop while your secret identity has been discovered!

↳ yourfinsta: shut the fuck up JOEY and help me NOT GET FIRED from MY job!

↳ joeyb_finsta: i got you the SM admin job remember that… it’s not my job to help you KEEP the job!

↳ yourfinsta: alright, if i get fired from the admin job i’ll expose your finstagram… i bet all the tiktok girls and tumblr girls would LOVE to see all the after work out shirtless mirror selfies and headband selfies 😘

↳ joeyb_finsta: i’ll make some phone calls 🙄

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Bengals: A hot debate 😂

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camsample5: If they didn’t say Lebron they wrong

username1: the SM admin is posting this to try and make us forget that her identity has been exposed 😅

↳ username2: wait… is it a BAD thing that her identity has been exposed to football fans?!

↳ username3: i wouldn’t say it’s the WORSE thing ever because she’s never posted anything that could harm her in the real world… she just posts about the Bengals on IG, Twitter, and Tiktok. the only reason it would be a “bad thing” is if she didn’t want her identity to be revealed but her social media accounts are public and are followed by Joe Burrow, so maybe she never really tried to hide her identity.

bjhill5: I got the best step backkkkk!!! Nobody can check me 🤷🏾‍♂️

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yourinstagram: everything is better in orange 🧡

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CincyProblem: miss social media admin is HOT 🥵

username1: the bengals have the funniest and most GORGEOUS social media admin… we really won!

username2: i’m a Bengals fan now because of you.

username3: the caption is right… everything IS BETTER in orange!

joeyb_9: sexy lil pumpkin.

↳ yourinstagram: PUMPKIN?!

Author’s Note:

this Instagram AU is inspired by the F1 Secret Admin Social Media AU series by @holllandtrash

if you have any requests for an IG AU, please send the requests in my Inbox and i’ll try to get the Instagram AUs published as fast as i can.

thank you all for the love and support! 🤍

[sunnyie-eve]

14 | Birthday Girl

Series: Significant

Paring: Colby Brock x Original female character

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1.1k

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"Rain or shine, we have made it to Cathedral Cove. And today is Penelope's birthday." Elton starts the video so the guys cheer them and sing happy birthday to her.

"Thank you, thank you." She blushes.

"Are we ready to get this hike done?" Elton asks the four.

The hike there was pretty easy and Penelope just enjoyed looking at the nature that she hardly paid attention to the guys playing around.

"I don't think any other birthday will outdo this." Penelope says standing with Colby and Sam alone looking out at the ocean.

"We still have many birthdays to try to outdo this." Sam puts an arm around her so Colby does the same.

"You got a better birthday compared to us this year." Colby pats her back so they go back to Elton and Corey.

The guys play around more so Penelope takes pictures with her phone of everything and a few selfies of the ocean behind her so Colby photobombs her.

"Must you?" She gives him a look.

"Duh!" He runs off.

Colby ends up in a tree so Penelope takes a picture of him and he gives her a big smile making her giggle, "Okay, now get down without hurting yourself more. I can take care of cuts and scraps but not broken bones." She points her finger up at him.

"Okay, mommy." He gets down the way he got up.

Once he was down, Elton suggested a photo shoot for them all to do, "Penelope, you're a model so give us some tips." He tells her.

"Be confident and don't be shy. Act like you own the world. It's all about you." She tells him what her first photographer told her when she started.

"You heard her boys." Elton claps his hands.

During their little photo shoot, they had a good time making Penelope crack up at how they were acting. When it started to rain they waited in the cave before heading back down for the day. After taking a few minutes to eat a snack, Elton drives wanting to go to the hot water beach.

Getting there Sam and Corey play around while the other three try working on making a hole but luckily someone gives them theirs when they leave.

"Guys we just spent an hour and a half making this." Sam says making Penelope and Colby look at him.

"You spent an hour and a half or we spent an hour and a half." Colby tells him.

"You two played around while we worked." She laughs at him.

"At what point did you touch this and put it in there?" Elton asks Corey holding the shovel.

"I did like..." Corey starts.

"The entire time did you not see him?" Sam asks.

"Yeah, the entire time." Corey agrees.

"So much footage of him with the..." Sam starts but Penelope cuts in.

"Oh, we must have been in an alternate universe for a bit then." She tells him, taking a seat in the water and it was warm like a hot tub.

"Hi." Colby smiles lying down while everyone sits in the hole. "Am I in your space?" He smiles up at Penelope.

"You tell me. You're halfway lying on my lap." She moves hair out of his face.

"I'm trying to stay warm so ignore me while I try to get all of me in this little pond."

"Well, I can tell you that my legs are warm with you on top of them." She laughs.

"Corey, are you cold?" Sam asks as Elton points at Corey's nipples.

"I'm freezing!" He covers himself, "Freaking Penelope has a Colby blanket." Corey nods his head at them.

"My upper half is still freezing." She says holding herself.

"Oh, is the birthday girl cold?" Elton baby talks to her.

"Yes!"

"We should head back to the RV soon. It's cold and looks stormy." He tells the group.

"I'm gonna go early so get off me." She rolls Colby off her legs.

"Bubba is coming too!" Corey jumps up getting his shirt and they rush back to the RV leaving the three. "How is your birthday so far?" He asks as they get in the RV.

"Great thanks to you guys, of course for bringing me along." She hugs him.

"Of course. You can rinse off first. Not only because ladies first but also birthday girl." He moves for her to pass him.

By the time the three joined them, they were already clean and dressed comfortably sitting at the table chatting about random things.

"You sissies." Elton tells them.

"For being cold?" Corey asks confused.

"Yes."

"Then I'm a sissy." Penelope smiles.

"We still love you though." Sam pats the top of her head.

"That's nice to still know." She nods her head, "What do I have to do to not still be loved?" She asks him.

"Break our hearts." Colby gives her a look.

"How would I do that?"

"You move out and leave us." Sam laughs.

"So I'm stuck with your two till we die?" She laughs at him.

"Honey, even when we die you're still stuck with us." Colby messes up her hair.

Her eyes widen thinking about her entire future till death, "I'm fucked." She gets up and goes to the bed to get on her phone.

The three clean up then Elton drives to a place for them to stop and sleep for the night. "Why are you laying up here alone? It's your birthday, Missy." Colby leans against the bunk.

"I'm tired because of the little hike to the cove. And since I'm the birthday girl, I'd love to get some alone time to rest." She rolls to face him.

"You still have to share a bed with us so technically you're not alone..." He says being a smart ass with her.

"I hate you." She turns away from him so he crawls up there to tickle her and she begs him to stop but he doesn't. "Help me!" She cries out to Sam and Corey.

The two look at each other and ignore Penelope begging them to help her. Corey plus out his phone to text Sam so no one would hear what he 

Corey: He seems even more playful lately with her.

Sam: Trust me, I've noticed since the lunch thing, lol

Corey: Did something happened I'm missing out on?

Sam: Yep! To pisses Darwin off he kissed her twice but the second kiss made him realize something...

"No fucking way!" Corey shouts out loud making Colby and Penelope loom at him confused, "Oh, nothing. Just something on Twitter." He laughs.

"Well, you got him to stop." Penelope laughs as Colby sits back with the two.

"I'll get you back when you least expect it." Colby narrows his eyes on her.

When it was time to get some rest everyone sang Happy Birthday one more time for Penelope. Laying in the bunk, Colby watches Penelope on her phone going through her snaps. She often went through her saved snaps whenever she was bored.

"Oh, send me that one." Colby whispers to her.

"Are you just watching me?" She giggles.

"Maybe... Send me that please."

"Dude, you're not even in the picture. It's just me on a shoot." She looks at him.

"So? If you won't do it I will." He snatches her phone out of her hand sending the picture to himself.

"You're so odd." She takes her phone back from him.

"For wanting to support you?" She just looks at him before locking her phone to go to bed.

[laraiza]

[RANT]

I've recently been in social media and noticing how mean the people in different fandoms (anime, video games, etc) have become so I just wanted to rant about it.

Things mentioned that could be potentially triggering: shedtwt, cyberbullying, slight mention of grooming.

First of all, let's look at how it happened. As of 2023, there was an anual growth of 4’2% on the social media use, and an average of six new users per second. Users on social media have an average of 2’5 hours spent in them, posting and liking posts.

Another reason is COVID 19, specifically the lockdown, in 2020. During the lockdown people were stuck in their homes with nothing better to do than walk their pets if they had one, cleaning, and using their phones or computers, so social media again.

A lot of young teenagers have free access to internet and different media, too, as seen on Twitter/X (which I will use as a reference from now on).

Before all of this, people who were into things that were considered abnormal like anime or video games, would use it to post things from their communities without having to fear being hated on because of it. Social media was basically a safe space for “weird” kids.

However, what we could consider “highschool bullies” have joined these spaces. Highschool bullies are people who are mean to others for no reason, and will laugh at them if they disagree with something they say or if someone says something wrong on accident.

Let me mention anime, as it's the biggest example I can think of. I've been an anime fan since 2018 or so, when it wasn't as popular and was deemed as a “weird kid” thing that only people who “didn't shower” would watch. When I first watched anime, I watched shows like My Hero Academia and Demon Slayer.

However, now these two series have gained a significant amount of popularity. While MHA is still getting a ton of backlash, Demon Slayer has been deemed as good by these highschool bullies, although lately it's been getting some more hate too for some reason.

Highschool bullies will only tolerate anime if it's Dragon Ball, Hunter x Hunter or Attack on Titan. These are rated by others as good and incredible, while the rest tend to be treated as trash and will be laughed at.

Before, there were apps like Amino or Project Z that would help these “weird kids” that are fans of these medias to share their interests and their opinions. Neither of these apps are safe anymore due to being invaded by groomers, since it's easier to get to kids through them.

But now, thanks to how the social media algorithm works, people who are DS or MHA fans have the risk of posting something and being called weird for it by the bullies who are normally boys.

On the other hand, we have actual cyberbullying. Let me create an example using the most common thing:

A thirteen year old girl posts a mirror selfie on instagram showing a new outfit. However, this girl isn't conventionally attractive or skinny. Other people, especially other girls her age, will start leaving demeaning comments and laugh at her for it, some going to the point of sharing it with others to laugh at her.

I don't think I need to explain why this is a problem.

Now, back to our Twitter examples. Lately, a community on this app has been formed, commonly known as “shedtwt”. No, these are not people who live in a shed, but users — most commonly young girls, but there's also boys in there — that self-harm and have eating disorders and post about it, almost bragging about their “accomplishments” with these disorders.

I'm not going to expand too much on this, but this is exactly how the cyberbullying on the Instagram girl post I mentioned before could have an effect on her.

Social media, most prominent Twitter, is no longer a safe space for “weird kids” to share their likings in, or for people to post innocent pictures of themselves without receiving backlash for it.

Have a good evening, morning or night and please don't become one of these highschool bullies. ♡

[bteezxyewriter12]

Take My Picture~ Kihyun 1

Pairing- Kihyun x Named Reader

Word count- 1.5k

Includes- public sex, car sex, cock riding, multiple orgasms, slight Dom Kihyun, multiple orgasms, fluff

Tag List- @mingtina @jaxxmine

@yeosayang @delightfulmoonbanana

@tannie13 @itsshaydeekaydee @seokwoosmole @marsstarxhwa

@wisejudgedragonhairdo @y00nzin0

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📝Take My Picture Masterlist

📝Masterlists 📝Monsta X Masterlist

Couple for this series is from Epiphany

Kihyun POV

Waiting in my car for my girlfriend, I take out my phone to take a few selfies

Holding the phone out, I take a few as the door to my car open as she gets in

"Hi baby", she says, leaning in and kissing my cheek

I smile and take a picture at the same time

I love having pictures with her in them with me

I don't post them because I can't announce us yet but I love looking at them

"More selfies?", she teases

"Always baby", I answer, handing her my phone

I know she wants to see them and send the ones she wants to her phone

The past few months with her have been amazing

She makes me so happy, makes me feel so loved

Going to her apartment and confessing to her was the best move of my life

I'm totally whipped for her, wanting to do anything to make her smile, make her laugh

I'd do anything for her

"This is so cute!", she squeals, showing me one selfie, "Post this one"

"Yeah?", I ask, glancing at the picture as I start the car

If we leave now we'll be right on time for the shoot

I glance over at her in the passenger

seat as she scrolls through my pictures and my mouth drops when I notice what she's wearing

How she looks

So hot in a black and white lacy short dress I bought her a week ago with her Nike sneakers I also bought for her

Sexy

She's fucking sexy

She's always gorgeous, stunning, hot

But this dress is showing all the right things but still keeping everything covered

Since I've seen her naked I just keep imagining what's under the dress

How I'm going to go through this photo shoot without fucking her in front of the photographer, I don't know

I'm getting hard and it's pressing against my jeans uncomfortably

Also making it hard to drive

I keep glancing over at her, seeing the exposed skin of her thighs and getting more and more horny until I can't take it anymore

I pull the car over by some trees that hide us slightly and turn it off

"Uh what are we doing Ki?", she asks confused

I don't answer her, contemplating on if anyone could see us here

I don't think so

"Ki?", she asks looking over at me

Even if people can see, I don't care

"Take you're panties off", I tell her, taking the phone from her hand throwing it into the back seat

"Wait what?"

"Take them off", I order

I know she likes it when I'm rough and tell her what to do

And right now I want her

So I have no problem telling her what I want

"Uh ok", she says and she lifts her ass off the seat and pulls them down

"Give it to me"

She hands them over and I see that it's some lacy thong thing that can cover absolutely none of her

"You better be wearing this for me", I growl

"Of course I am Ki. Who else would it be for?", she says

"It better only be for me"

"It is."

I toss it in the back seat with my phone then move the driver seat back and take off my seat belt

"Ki what are you doing? We're going to be late. The guys are going to start calling you nonstop"

I pull at my belt, undoing it and open my pants

I'm already so hard and she hasn't even touched me yet

The things she does to my body are crazy

But I love it

I pull my pants and boxers to my knees then lean back

I look over at her, her eyes wide and say, "Get on"

"Wha...what?"

"Get on my cock", I repeat

"But Ki-"

"Joanne, I will not move this car until you get your pussy on my cock and ride me"

Her mouth drops open but she says, "Ok"

She climbs over the cup holders and gets right on top of me

She hovers over me smirking

"This is what you want Kihyun?" she asks innocently

"Yes. I want you to take my cock like a good girl and slide up and down. I want you to make me cum. I want you to make yourself cum using my cock because I'm not moving. You are."

I feel her getting wetter at my words as she drips all over me

"You're not going to move?"

I shake my head, "No. You're going to use me to make yourself cum. I'm not going to touch you. If you want to cum, work for it."

"Ok I will."

She sinks herself down on me, bottoming me out and I gasp at the contact

"Fuck Ki. Love you're huge cock", she whimpers

"Mmm love your pussy baby. Nice and tight and wet"

She's seriously soaking my cock and my lap

It's great

She lift herself until just my tip is in her, then she tightens her pussy and slides back down my shaft

It feels so tight as she slides down and I moan

She starts moving faster, bouncing hard on me, holding her dress up

I have a good view of everything, because the car seat is not all the way down

I can see my cock going in and out of her, her leaving me soaked and slick with her cream

The sight makes me harder and closer to coming

But I don't want to yet, so I hold myself back

I want her to cum first, using me however she wants

I can't help but tell her, "Fuck baby, you know how to ride me so well"

"Hmmmmm", she says

I look up at her and I almost cum at the sight but stop myself in time

Her back is arched and her head is tilted back a little, eyes closes

Sweat is pouring down her cleavage and making that fucking tiny dress cling to her in all the right spots

I just watch her as she moves up and down and I feel my mouth hanging open

I feel her pussy start to tighten on me and I know she's close

She starts breathing harder and harder, getting tighter and tighter

I feel her cum coat my cock as she screams my name, pulsing around my length, orgasming beautifully

"Kihyun! Kihyun!"

God it feels so fucking good

I look back at where she's still bouncing on me and every time she goes up, I see my cock covered with her cum

"One more baby. Cum on my cock one more time"

She leans over me more, her hands on my shoulders, fingers twisting my shirt so much

Her mouth crashes to mine in a fiery kiss and my hands in her hair, shoving my tongue in her mouth, moaning

She fucks me desperately and I know I said I'm not going to touch her but I am

Pressing my thumb to her clit, I rub in circles, making her moan in my mouth

Her cunt pulls me inside her over and over, throbbing so fast

She shakes in my arms, her hand sliding in my hair, pulling hard as she orgasms

The ecstacy that hits me drives me over the edge and I yell her name as I cum inside her

"Joanne! Fuck baby girl! So good baby"

After a minute she stops bouncing as I finish and I pull her mouth back to mine in a kiss

The feeling of her arms around my neck is my favorite feeling in the world

"I love you", I tell her

"I love you", she answers, kissing my cheek then climbing back to the passenger seat

I just lie there and close my eyes for a minute, getting my breathing back to normal

"Damn baby you know how to work me up", I say when I can breathe

"Of course Ki. I know your body baby. I know what you like. I'll always do whatever you want to make you feel good. Just for you", she answers

My god, I was so lucky to land her

I sit up and pull her to me in a heated kiss, savoring the feel of her mouth, lips and tongue against mine

She's my everything and I love her so much

When the kiss ends she smiles then says, "We should clean up. We don't want any stains showing or the guys will never let you forget it

I laugh

She always knows how to make me laugh

"There's tissues or napkins in the glove compartment"

She opens it, grabs napkins and hands me some, both of us cleaning up

I fix my pants and move the car seat backup, then turn the car on

"Hey! My underwear!", she says

I smirk at her, "No. I want you bare and free in case I wanna fuck you at the shoot"

She gapes at me, "Really Ki?"

I nod, starting to drive, "So make sure that dress is down, covering your pussy until I pull it up"

She rolls her eyes, "Ok Ki"

Smiling, I take her hand, kiss the back of it then hold it tightly as we drive to the shoot

[planetsano]

sorry.

SYNOPSIS ☆ your boyfriend reki and your best friend langa accidentally hurt your feelings by ignoring you at the skate park. they want to make it up to you, even if they have to wait outside your door for hours.

WARNINGS ☆ hurt/comfort.

PAIRING ☆ reki kyan x reader, langa hasegawa x reader (platonic).

“Lovebug? Can we come in?” Reki spoke gently. His hand held onto the doorknob while he rested his head against your bedroom door. Langa stood next to him with a solemn expression on his model-like features. He was holding two plastic bags, one held three takeout boxes stacked on top of one another. The food was from your favorite restaurant, it smelled was amazing. The other bag was filled with all kinds of candy, cakes, and chocolate of all kinds. It was all comfort food and a way of saying sorry.

“No, go away..” Your response was soft and fragile coming from the opposite side of the door. Both boys looked at each other equally concerned upon hearing the series of sniffles and whimpers that emitted from your door. Reki sighed and attempted to turn the door handle, he wasn't surprised when it was locked.

“C’mon, bug. Open the door, please don't cry... I'm worried about you.” Reki was starting to panic. He hated to see you so upset. All he wanted was to hold you, but not only was this damned door in the way, but you also wanted nothing to do with him at this moment.

“(Name), we want to apologize,” Langa spoke up which seemed to calm his best friend's nerves.

“We’d rather do it personally than through the door.” Langa finished. There was still no response on your end. Reki looked defeated as his head was still resting against your door. It stayed silent on both ends for a few seconds before Reki spoke again.

“Did you eat today? We brought your favorite..” Reki started.

“You should've seen this puppy we saw on our way here. You would've loved it. Langa said it looked just like me so I took a selfie with it for you.” Reki laughed lightly but it was so apparent that he was worried and hurting.

It was an attempt to lighten the mood with conversation and maybe get you to come out and talk to them. Langa caught on and hummed in agreement. This went on for a few more minutes before they realized you weren't going to talk to them any time soon.

“We're- We're just gonna give you some space, okay? Just text or call if you need us. I love you, okay?" Reki knew the chances of that happening was slim but it made him feel better to offer.

You woke up from your nap with a migraine and puffy eyes. You groaned as you sat up from your bed, glancing over at your clock to see that it was a few minutes past midnight. You rubbed the sleep from your eyes and grabbed your phone from the charger. There was a sudden pang in your chest when you saw all the unanswered texts and calls from both your boyfriend, Reki, and your best friend, Langa.

You felt your bottom lip quiver and eyes water remembering their voices from outside of your bedroom door pleading for you to come out so they could see you and apologize. Even attempting to make you smile through silly encounters and light conversation. You wanted to face them, but yet you just couldn't.

There was a small click when you unlocked your door. As your door opened, it revealed two very familiar sleeping bodies sprawled out on your hallway floor. Your heart nearly jumped out of your chest seeing them just laying there.

"Oh my god," You sat on your knees next to Reki who had been closest to you and your door. Your chest ached to see him sleeping so peacefully. Did he really sit and wait here for you?

“Reki, baby, wake up." You said softly, your hands gently shaking him awake. His eyes opened slowly and he smiled at you. He was still groggy from waking up. He sat up with his back resting against the wall and wiped the sleep from his eyes.

"What are you guys still doing here? It's so late, does your mom know you're here? Are you crazy? Reki I could strangle you right now, you have no idea-!" You continued to scold him. Halfway through your rant, you noticed him smiling at you like a dork.

"What are you smiling at?" You asked incredulously with furrowed brows.

"Nothin, I just missed you. You scared me earlier."

"Reki, It's been hours and you've been sitting here.." You couldn't wrap your head around his actions.

“We didn't want to leave you alone, so we stayed.." He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, probably feeling the discomfort from the weird position he was sleeping in. He looked over at Langa who was still asleep, his mouth slightly agape but it still somehow added to his good looks.

"We just couldn't leave you after today. We felt so awful. We saw that you disappeared and we realized we had been real assholes when it was already too late." Reki adjusted his headband. "So we brought you food and you didn't want to talk, we just decided to sit... and wait for you to not be mad at us anymore." Reki was looking down at his hands twiddling his fingers. There was a silence, you couldn't form any words feeling your heart was swell in your chest. You couldn't stay mad at him forever and you knew it. Even if you tried, the fact that he was willing to sit outside your door for hours waiting for you, would make it impossible. You took your hand and raised his chin gently. Reki looked at you with his puppy-like, warm amber eyes.

"You're crazy." You said softly leaning in and kissing his lips. "But I forgive you, the both of you." Your forehead rested on his.

"I love you, you know that, right?" He took your hand and brought it up to your lips, never breaking eye contact with you. You nodded and smiled softly. Langa shifted slightly making both of you look over at him.

"We should wake Langa." You tilt your head looking at the weird position he's laying in.

"Yeah, he'll be happy to see you." He says.

"Do you wanna sleep over?" You perked up and looked back at Reki. He smiled at your offer. He could go for some kisses and cuddles.

"Of course." He smiles brightly.

"Wake him up, I'll go grab extra blankets and pillows." You kissed his lips quickly before getting up to get sleepover supplies.

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[frostbittenbucky]

Bruce Wayne

The Batman

The Dark Knight

Worlds Greatest Detective

Had fucked up

Bruce Wayne isn’t a slob, he’s not lazy- he is the complete opposite of his persona “Brucie Wayne”, who is a lazy pampered prince. But Bruce Wayne? Never.

So after Bruce finishes a snack he washes his dishes like any civilized human would do- or else Alfred would have some very choice words and some very petty actions towards him. It’s a simple task, take off his rings, run the water, apply the soap, scrub then rinse.

Simple.

But someone tell Bruce how the hell he managed to drop his ring down the drain? And someone tell Bruce why the didn’t stop for a moment and think before shoving his hand down the drain?

He fucked up. Now he’s stuck. But Bruce Wayne is a genius, he can get himself out of this silly situation. So he tries pulling... and pulling... and pulling. Ok, next option, lubricant. Soap will do. So Bruce proceeds to pour a generous amount of soap around his hand, he moves it around to make sure it’s coated, then he pulls. And pulls. Ok so next move.

What’s the next move?

He groaned loudly, thinking how utterly ridiculous and stupid this situation is. “Ok... dammit,” he muttered to himself. He decided to reach for his phone and-

Shit. It’s on the kitchen island directly behind him, where it’s just out of his reach. Why did he do that? Oh right, because he got water in his speaker last time. Right. Perfect. Wonderful.

“Alfred?” He called out, “Alfred, Damian are you still here?” No response. Shitshitshitshitshitgodammitshitshit.

Maybe he can reach his phone? He thought. So with all his grace he leaned towards to island, swishing at the air in hopes his phone would magically come into his hand. Nah.

Leg, his leg might reach. It’s longer than his arm, and his can get some torso length in there. Lifting his leg and leaning his body out he kicks at the counter, his brows furrowed. Fuck. Bruce is very flexible, but his leg and torso are extended to the fullest human capacity, and fuck why are these countered so spaced out?!

Bruce pulls his body back and lays his forehead on the cold countertop, trying to push down the rage that’s building up in his chest. This is stupid. This is so fucking stupid. “Is anybody home? Stephanie? Jason? Ca- not you, Titus,” He lifted his head from the counter and looked to his right, and there Titus stood in front of Bruce, wanting to investigate the noise. Seeing nothing interesting Titus tilted his head and gave a “boof” before turning out and leaving him to his own demise, “no wait,” Bruce reached out for the dog who already made up his mind.

So there he stood.

Bruce Wayne

The Batman

The Dark Knight

The Worlds Greatest Detective

Dumbass

Knowing he now has to swallow his pride and go into his next move, he groans loudly. It’s not like it’s the first time he’s called when it wasn’t anything life threatening. Sure, it’s rare, but it does happen. Plus, he always understands, and by now he knows the differences between help and help. But Bruce knew there would be consequences... because he isn’t scared of Bruce, all his intimidation tactics fall short, completely on deaf ears around him.

“Clark,” his voice sounded almost like a whine, his voice was a little hoarse from literally forcing the words past his lips, “if you’re not busy I need a hand.”

Just as soon as his finished his sentence Clark was stood in front of him, flannel, glasses, and cowboy boots, “howdy.” Bruce closed his eyes at Clark’s greeting, then opened them to send him a hard glare, “what’s seems to be the problem, Bruce?” A wide and knowing grin spread across Clark’s face. X-ray vision. No explanation needed. Sure friends help friends in their times of need. But best friends? Oh yea, Bruce had to earn his help by paying the high price of humiliation.

“Just hand me my phone, Clark,” pointing at the device just out of reach.

A shocked and confused looked replaced Clark’s smile, “oh, this? This phone right here?” He also pointed, walking to grab the device, “you don’t happen to have Face ID do you?”

“No, I w-“ It was a lie. Clark know had opened his phone just by turning it to Bruce’s face. A sigh left his body, was this price worth his freedom? Probably not.

“Hold on, B, I��m not dressed properly. This is a rescue after all,” and just in a blink of an eye Superman now stood in front of a tired looking Bruce, having no choice of his front vow seat the shit show that was about to unfold. Clark lifted the phone and snapped a couple selfies with Bruce, grinning his charming smile that the world adored him for. Bruce looked like a hungover raccoon, putting it kindly.

“Are your done? Just get me out and I’ll buy you a horse or something.”

“Aw, you do care. I knew you were listening when I told you about that pony farm,” Clark didn’t bother to look up from the phone, tapping away at the screen, “oh Bruce, your groupchat is named ‘family’?”

His eyes widen, “don’t you da-“

“-Isn’t Dick a firefighter? I think that he’s better for this job,” Clark announced, taking a seat on the island that just out of reach, “I hope you understand Mr. Wayne, I’m glad to offer help but them seems like a job for our local emergency service.”

“If you call 911,” Bruce growled, gritting his teeth together, leaning towards the other man and close as possible, “I swear.”

Scoffing, Clark waves him off, “of course not, why would I waste a 911 operators time? There’s people who need real help out there. I’m calling Dick directly.” Once again, is the price of freedom worth it?

————-

“Fireman Dick Grayson reporting for duty!” Cried his oldest child with two other firman following close behind, “hey pops I h- is that Superman?” He faked a gasped, clutching his chest.

The group chat had blown up by now. A series of text and FaceTime calls followed shortly after.

Damian: “Tt. Father this is utterly disappointing”

Bruce: “Sorry to be disappointing, kiddo”

Stephanie: “lmfaoooo I’m coming over. Be there in 10 don’t escape until I get there”

Jason: *screenshot of the photo of Superman and Bruce posted on Twitter with the caption: “when your dad panics and calls Superman”

Jason: *another screenshot of a multitude of replies along the lines, “what are you doing step bro?” “What are your doing Superman?”*

Duke: “the mighty Batman has finally met his match. A kitchen sink”

Cassandra: “😆😆😂🤣😬🤔🧠🤷🏻‍♀️💕💕💗💓💖”

Bruce: “thank you, Cassandra. I think.”

Stephanie: “imma do a live when I get there 🤣”

Tim: “you know we’re not going to let you live this down right b?”

Dick: “dumbasssssss”

Dick: “don’t worry B I’ll be there to rescue you shortly”

Bruce: “I can unadopt all of you.”

Alfred: “master Bruce, please word yourself properly. “Unadopt” isn’t a real word.”

Bruce: “Sorry, Alfred.”

So now that official rescue crew has arrived he expected this to be a quick and professional release. Nah. Dick, his oldest, his light in the dark, his son, his baby boy, is an asshole.

Dick started taking his own selfies with Bruce and Superman. Dick and Clark wore bright smiles, full of perfect teeth and glimmering eyes. Bruce, again, looked like a mess. He was wearing an old shirt, old sweatpants, no makeup on, his hair an untamed, scattered, frizzy mess. He should’ve conditioned, but he wasn’t expecting to go out today or have any photos done today.

The price of freedom is high, but not worth it.



[just-some-random-blogger]

Bootylicious

Stray Kids Bang Chan x Idol!Reader Summary: You're known as the gym rat in your group, and quite frankly, you only have two moods: shredding or chilling. This was why when you're not asleep in between schedules, you're spotted with a male idol you happened to meet in the gym you were at that day. It's a known fact though, that you and Bang Chan are gym buddies and each other's spotter. Word Count: 2k+ Warnings: Internet toxicity, sasaengs, vulgar language, sexism, misogyny, pining, fluff, mentions of Pentagon because why not <3, etc.

A/N: Girl, i shouldn't do this but I did. It's so funny to me someone requested this cause I have recently become an exercise junkie lol. Also, if you can't tell, there is a pov shift after the cut so yeah. I also wanted to keep the reader gender neutral but I want to write about how psychotically different people treat male and female idols because that stuff aint it. It's most definitely not what anon was expecting me to write but I hope they enjoy it nonetheless.

There's compilation in YT with growing parts centered around you flexing your physical fitness and prowess. It ranges from you affectionally touring your fans, which really meant the cameraman, through the gym, introducing your trainer, and doing your routine on camera, to your group (and others) both fawning and bragging about how strong and how hot you are.

CLIP #1: A scene from an interview of your group in Japan, struggling to talk about how you can do 40 straight push ups.

There was a male interviewer in a suit you could all faintly recognize was talking about your recent Instagram post of a gym mirror selfie.

One of your youngest members smirked and in broken Japanese, cutely said, "Wah, she does 100 push ups! Everyday, every night."

You snap your head to the maknae and raise your brows, "nani?" You begin to shake your hands in protest and begin to explain your truth, "absolutely not 100. Maybe around 40, but nooooo, not 100."

The interviewer and your group comically react in awe. The man in the suit urges, "can you show us?"

You give a face, "Excuse me, but I'm not getting paid to do that in this miniskirt."

Everyone, including the film crew, break into laughter.

CLIP #2: A scene from a variety show where you had to prove you were, in fact, yourself, by doing a shortened version of your exercise routine.

One of the hosts of the show asks, "Wait, do you honestly do all of this in your workout? Like you can do all of it?"

The list of your exercises were written on a colourful cardboard, held by the one who just spoke. It was a range of exercises in 10 sets, from jumping jacks to sit ups, to vague sounding exercises like crab pinches and robot arms.

You purse your lips at the last question asked of you, not really liking the tone in which it was asked. You answer quickly and nod proudly, "I actually do more, cause when I get in the zone and I'm already really sweaty, I feel like I should keep going until my whole body burns." You chuckle.

The older hosts, tilt their head and mutter lowly under their breath something along the lines of, "I'd rather die."

You finally do the routine, quickly, continuously, earning impressed reactions from everyone.

"That's hot," one of the hosts note.

"Ya, for some reason it looks easy to do."

The hosts begin to clamour at that statement, and force whoever said to do the exact thing you did. Clearly, they don't work out as much as you do and cannot even get halfway through it without stopping.

You break out into a breathless laugh in amusement of the comical attempt but then protest, explaining how bad it is to force yourself to do more than you can

CLIP #3: Pentagon, Hongseok especially, fawns over how fit you are

Trailing a conversation about how your group is close with Pentagon because your companies are situated closely to each other and you wind up eating together a lot, there is an anecdote about how there was a jar no one could open, no one but you, that is.

The interviewer asks no one in particular, "wah, none of you could open the jar? Really? Or did you all just pretend so she could open it?"

There is a chorus of answers concluding with, "no really, she was the only one that was able to open it."

The story is backed up by how the jar had a really small lid and some hands were too big. Then came an explanation how you were recently into the new rock climbing machine in your gym.

Hongseok speaks up, "I was invited to go to rock climbing in, like, an actual rock climbing place and I was honestly so surprised when she began to climb. She said she never actually tried rock climbing on a wall, but it seemed like she had been doing it for years."

Shinwon agrees, "Right, right. I was also really curious about what they did that day," he points to Hongseok, "that I joined them one time. I never felt so out of shape in my life. I just stayed back and filmed everything."

Pentagon laughs, and then agrees that you were exceptionally fast and just super fit in all honesty.

The interviewer catches Hongseok's expression then suddenly asks, "do you like a woman like that?"

"Yeah, I like my women strong."

Then came a lot of teasing remarks from Pentagon, and a plethora of complaints from delusional fans who did not want Hongseok to ever breathe in your direction again.

With all that's been said about that, in all the parts of this series floating around in the internet, one thing remained, there was a slightly larger population of impressed fans than the still large portion of antifans who wanted nothing to do with it and only came around to hate.

It's hard not to think about it, but even the slightest back handed compliment can sometimes linger in one's mind.

And right now, as much as I kept my mind on my counting as I finished my set high knees, I couldn't help but think of how much backlash I got from posting a post workout photo with my midriff exposed.

Apparently that was not only enough to merit hate for being both a whore and an attention whore, but people baselessly began to hate on my groupmates simply for being associated with me.

It's kind of sad really, how, say Wonho, can post a fairly exposed photo of himself and get so much praise for it, and yet I couldn't even do anything remotely close to that.

And I don't even mean to come at Wonho, we all know he's a beast at the gym and should be able to show as much of his hard work as he is comfortable in showing, but why can't I?

"Hey trooper. I thought you said you were only doing 80 counts?" a voice cracks me out of my train of thought.

I turn to whom spoke and chuckle at myself as I stop my leg raises, "ah yeah, I got lost in thought, and your really good song."

I pull on my earphones and give a lopside smile, "I love working out to God's Menu."

He gives a soft, "he he, thanks."

"No need for a thank you when I'm only giving my honest opinion, Chan."

"Yeah, well still, it makes my kokoro go doki-doki," he sniggers, crossing his arms and flashing a dimpled smile. I raise my upper lip and reel back, "EWWW!"

I playfully shove him. He acts hurt, "this is violence against children."

"Chan, you're literally older than me."

"That doesn't mean I'm not a child at heart."

"You mean, it doesn't mean you're not a drama queen."

"Hey, I have no interest in having a throne, my only interest is," he leans in and whispers, "you."

I feel my soul leave my body as he snorts to himself and runs away. I regurgitate in surprise, "YA!"

"You better do your next set properly," Chan says heading off to a cable row machine, "I'm always watching."

I try to ignore the blood rushing up your neck, "creep."

He shrugs, "rather that or have you get injured, sweet heart."

Yeah, Chan has saved me from a lot of injuries I could have had. It was a bad habit. It stemmed from the same thing that made me mess up my count a while ago, my overthinking.

Sometimes I thought of rather harmless things, but sometimes I began to fixate on the hate I received for simply being. I do a lot to get my mind to realize that they hated me simply because they could and because it was easy. Exercising helped tremendously, especially when I had someone fun to work out with, especially when I was with Chan. He just... made me feel safe, y'know.

But when the news of us being work out buddies surfaced, a lot of sasaengs came for me. Of course, a lot of Stays and my own fans were really kind about, speaking out that we were our own people and exercising together did not mean anything in particular really.

But some really went for it, and made it a hobby to comment on everything I was in that I was a slut for 'working out' with different men every day."

I let out a breath as I finish my routine. I catch my breath and go for a swig of my water. I take a moment then sit down by the mirror, which was near where Chan was currently working out.

"You're doing it again."

I turn from where I was blankly staring at turn to Chan who gave me a soft look, "you good?"

I release a sigh then purse my lips, "maybe."

He pouts, "what happened?"

I shrug and stand from where I sat, "you know, the usual."

Chan then comes up to me and takes my water bottle from me, "you know, no matter how much people say you don't need water to live, you can never change the fact that you are extremely dependent on water to live."

I look at him and half- heartedly point, "are you calling me thirsty?"

He begrudgingly groans and releases a chuckle. He calls my name out in a scolding tone. I feel myself relax, "I know what you're getting at Chan."

He nods, "good. I'll always be here to remind you of that."

I smile and feel an urge to hug him, "if you weren't so sweaty, I would totally hug you right now."

Chan then gives me a look then does not hesitate to crush me into his arms. I groan and whine in protest. He chuckles, "you literally just said you wanted a hug!"

"YOU'RE LITERALLY SO SWEATY. NO ONE WANTS THIS TORTURE."

Chan huffs and gives a wounded look, "hmp. You better spot me while I lift or else I'm unfriending you."

"Hmm... I think I'll be good without you as a friend."

I half expect Chan to whine about it, but he instead smirks, "ahhhh, you must want me to be your boyfriends so badly huh."

I- I mean...

CLIP #4: A crack edit of Chan when he gets asked about his gym relationship with me in Chan's Room.

He was looking through the questions and suddenly chuckles, his ears noticeably began to redden. Cue a zoom in of his face and his red ears. Cue a clip of Cardi B saying, "that's suspicious."

He says my name then continues, "am I close with her? Yeah. I would say I'm close with her-- and her whole group actually."

Captioned: Nice save, Chris.

"The kids and I are close with her group," he says, clearing his throat.

A clip of him clearing his throat is repeated about ten times.

Chan adjust the beanie he was wearing as he thinks of what he was going to say next, "we actually do work out together a lot because she's under a trainer that works with my trainer."

Captioned: Sure, Chan. That's the only reason, right?

Chan catches another question, "Is she a beast in the gym like Hongseok says?" He breaks into a laugh. He then rubs his cheek and grits his teeth.

A clip of someone saying, "Oh he's jealous," flashes on screen.

"Yeah," Chan finally says, "she's got a really high stamina."

Cue the clip, WHAT DID HE SAY?

Chan continues, "she can go between exercises without stopping. she doesn't even take that much time to catch her breath. In fact, she sings while exercising sometimes, which helps make her vocals stable."

Captioned: Queen Tingz.

The next thing that happens is Chan breaks into a laugh and begins to chuckle. He says, "Sorry I saw a funny comment."

Captioned: WHAT HE MEANS IS HE SAW A COMMENT SAYING 'SHUT UP CHRIS, YOU'RE WHIPPED."

Then came these comments:

LITERALLY LOOK AT HOW FLUFFY BANG CHAN GETS WHEN HE TALKS ABOUT HER DONT FUCKING TOUCH ME MY SHIP IS ALIVE

They are dating period. prove me wrong. you cant

Chan literally blushes over anything, buT HE TURNED INTO A TOMATO WHEN HE TALKED ABOUT HER BYE

if you hate on your faves loving each other, you most definitely need Jesus (:

PLEASE CAN YOU SEE HOW WHIPPED THEY ARE FOR EACH OTHER

Yeah... it's not been confirmed to this day.

[sunkissedpages]

instead of you [part sixteen]

pairing: [best friend’s brother] tom holland x college!reader

summary: you didn’t expect to spend your summer pretending to be your best friend’s girlfriend- then again, you didn’t expect to fall for your best friend’s brother, either.

warnings: swearing, mentions of alcohol, smut (18+) additional warnings under the cut

word count: 3.1k

series masterlist

smut warnings: female masturbation, porn, mentions of choking

“‘We’? Like, you and me?” you clarified, hoping you had misunderstood.

“Yeah, it’ll only take a second,” Tom assured you.

You looked to Sam for help, but he looked just as lost as you were. “I’ll go try and find a microwave to heat up your leftovers,” he offered and took the container back from you. “I’ll be right back, babe.”

“Okay...”

You watched him shrug past both you and Tom and then disappear into the hallway with a sinking feeling in your chest, knowing he trusted you completely. He had no reason not to, and that’s what consumed you. 

“What do you want?” you muttered, reluctantly stepping to the side to let Tom in. 

He didn’t answer right away, giving you a moment to collect yourself. His eyes followed you around the room as you found your pants and tugged them on. He averted his gaze when he realized you were getting dressed mumbling a “sorry” as he trained his eyes on the carpet. 

You sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to explain why he was there. 

“You weren’t there today,” was all he said. 

You blinked. “Yeah?”

“Was it because of me?”

“I wasn’t feeling well.”

Tom’s tongue poked at the inside of his cheek. “Is that all?”

“I had a lot to drink last night,” you reminded him. 

“So you don’t remember anything?”

“I never said that.”

“So it was because of me?”

“I never said that either.” You sighed. “If you’re here to ask me if I told him you kissed me, I didn’t. And you could’ve just texted me to ask.”

“No that’s not why- I don’t have your number anyway.”

“I’m in the trip group chat with your family.”

“Oh, right. I’ll save it to my contacts.”

The tension in the room was palpable. It felt like all of the air had been sucked out and replaced with thick, suffocating silence. Arbitrarily, you wondered who the most famous person in his phone was. He was a Marvel actor, he probably had Simu Liu’s number, right? Who would your contact information be sitting in between? Maybe if you ever forgave him for what he did you could ask him. 

“Is something funny?” The firmness of Tom’s voice cut through your train of thought and brought you back to the present. “Why are you smiling?”

“It doesn’t matter,” you said despondently. “Sam’s gonna be back soon. What did you want?”

“I just wanted to check up on you. Sam said you were sick.”

“Oh, so you wanted to see if I was lying?”

“No! God, why is it so hard to believe that I’m genuinely concerned about you?”

“Because last night you only seemed concerned about yourself.”

Tom pursed his lips and shoved his hands in his pockets, expelling a breath harshly. “Okay, I deserved that.”

You hummed in agreement, and let your eyes trail down the veins of his arms to where they disappeared into his pockets. It looked like he was fiddling with a coin or something small, but you couldn’t tell. 

“Are you feeling better?” he said the last part through gritted teeth.

“Yes, thank you. This chat has helped considerably.”

Tom rolled his eyes. “You’re impossible, you know that?”

“Well, lucky for you I’m not your problem to deal with. I'm Sam’s.”

He flexed his hand in his pocket and sighed. “Okay, well, I also wanted to apologize again for...” the word kiss seemed to die on his lips, poetic irony at its finest. “Being a dick.” Less poetic. 

He finally fished his hand out of his pocket, holding a delicate piece of paper between his pointer and index fingers. He shifted uncomfortably where he was leaning against the dresser. “We went to the Academic Gallery today. I saw this in the gift shop and thought of you.” He presented you with what turned out to be a postcard, creased down the middle unevenly and smudged with pen ink.

You turned it over to look at the front first, admiring the artwork printed on it. It was a picture of Michelangelo’s David drawn in swoopy black lines and filled in with watercolor paint. Instead of a museum, the statue was in the middle of a garden, the centerpiece among dozens upon dozens of flowers. 

 “Sorry it’s folded,” he mumbled. “It wouldn’t fit in my pocket.”

You flipped it over to read the back only to see iou scribbled in his handwriting and nothing else. You turned it over again to see if you had missed something on the front, but there was nothing.

You looked up at him in confusion. “Iou?” 

“Yeah, you know... I feel really bad about last night, and I don’t really know how to make it up to you so I’m letting you decide.”

“That’s not really how it works.”

“I think that this counts as an exception, since we’re kind of in uncharted territory.”

“Maybe for you. My boyfriend’s brothers make out with me all the time.”

“Fuck you, I didn’t make out with you- it was barely a peck.”

You narrowed your eyes at him. “It was more than a peck.”

His cheeks were beginning to grow pink with what you couldn’t tell was either embarrassment or frustration. He cleared his throat awkwardly and changed the subject. “Anyway, if you ever need a favor or anything, just let me know. Think of it as me owing you one.”

“And do I have to give back the postcard when I cash in this ‘favor’?” you asked.

“No, you can keep it.”

“Good, because I was going to keep it anyway.”

He chuckled in spite of himself and shook his head. “Knew you’d like it.”

You flattened the card on your lap, smiling as you tried to iron out the little crease with your fingers. 

“It’s pretty, thank you.”

Tom nodded in acknowledgement and straightened his posture. “I should get going. I just wanted to give you that, and see how you were doing since tomorrow’s a travel day and I know you get a little motion sick sometimes. I didn’t want... whatever you’d come down with to make it worse.”

How did he know that? Had Sam told him? You didn’t have time to ask because he was already walking towards the door. He paused when he reached it and turned his head towards you, hand already on the knob. 

“Good night, y/n.”

“Good night, Tom.”

  He opened the door and let himself out into the hallway, catching it suddenly on his foot as he saw Sam coming off the elevator. Tom held the door for Sam, since his hands were full, and then said goodnight to his brother as he finally left.

“Sorry, I couldn’t find the microwave,” he explained. “I had to ask the night manager and they heated it up in the break room for me.”

“Oh, Sam, you didn’t have to do that! I would’ve eaten it cold.”

“I know you would have, and that’s why I’m not letting you.” You gave him a look, which he ignored and handed you the container of food. “It’s carbonara, it’s one of the things Rome is known for. I couldn’t have you eating it lukewarm.” 

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

He ran a hand through his hair and took a seat next to you on the edge of the bed, pulling the ottoman closer to use it as a makeshift table. He watched as you tried the first bite, gauging your reaction. It was something he did whenever he cooked for you, especially if he was trying out a new recipe. He always needed your approval, and valued it above anybody else’s. But he hadn’t even made this, and as his eyes searched your face you found yourself wondering if they were looking for something else. 

“Do you like it?” 

You breathed a quiet sigh of relief. Your paranoia was starting to get the better of you. “It’s delicious,” you assured him. “I’m sad I missed dinner.”

“I’m sad you missed the whole day. Spending time with my family without you was hell.”

“Oh come on, it’s probably good that you got some real family time.”

“It’s real family time when you’re there. It felt like something was missing.” 

You let a small smile slip past your lips despite the guilt that bubbled under the surface. You pushed it down and took another bite of the carbonara. 

“You’re not just saying that to make me feel better, are you? It can’t have all been bad. Tell me about the good stuff. I wanna hear that.”

Sam nodded and pushed his curls back again, grinning like he’d been caught. “Fine, maybe there were some okay moments.”

“And what were they?”

“We went to the Accademia Gallery today. I think you would have really liked it. They had a whole wing of instruments from some of the most famous inventors and musicians from history. They even had pianos from Bartolomeo Cristorfori, the inventor of the piano.”

“Wow,” you said, impressed. “I bet it was beautiful.”

“Of course if it was played, it wouldn’t sound anything like the piano we’re used to hearing today, but I’m sure it would still sound incredible.”

“Even if it hasn’t been tuned in a few hundred years?”

It was his turn to give you a look. “Yes, of course.”

“Sorry.”

“And they had a Strativerius, I don’t even want to know how valuable that thing is. It must cost millions. I took some pictures for you, but I know they won’t compare to the real thing. The lighting in museums never does the art justice.”

He handed his phone to you to scroll through. You swiped the photos, smiling whenever you came across a selfie he’d taken with a statue or painting. You reached the pictures of David and couldn’t help but zoom in on-

“Hey!” Sam yelped and grabbed his phone back from your hands.

“What!”

“Michelangelo would be so ashamed of you! I bet he’s rolling in his grave right now.”

“No way! If anyone appreciated good dick, it was Michelangelo.” 

“Unbelievable.” 

“If you don’t want me to judge these statue’s penises, don’t take pictures of them.”

“I didn’t take pictures of their penises! I took pictures of the whole statue- you’re zooming in on- you know what, nevermind. Arguing with you about this is pointless.”

“Smart boy.”

Sam rolled his eyes at you and put his phone in his back pocket. “Oh yeah, did Tom give you that postcard?”

“He told you about that?” you asked, suddenly panicking. Sam hadn’t said anything about last night so far, but maybe Tom had-

“Yeah, said he wanted to give you an iou for the limoncello last night.”

“What?”

“He said you paid the tab for it since he left his wallet in the room and that he wanted to pay you back for it.”

“Oh. Right.”

Another lie. You had very much not paid for the drinks last night. Tom had. And you knew he had to make an excuse for why he was buying his brother’s girlfriend something from the gift shop, but to add another lie to the ever-growing list made your throat burn with regret. You wouldn’t be able to keep the secret forever, and it was only a matter of time before everything came crashing down around you. 

-

In the morning you took the train from Rome to Naples, and then took a taxi to Sorrento to spend the last bit of your week in Italy by the sea. The atmosphere was much more relaxed than it had been in the busy cities of Rome and Florence. Even though there were still hordes of tourists, they were far more dispersed and less overbearing than you expected. The whole town seemed slowed down, like it had escaped the chokehold of time. 

Sam’s parents took everyone out to lunch by the water and went over the schedule for the next day and a half. 

“So, you’re on your own after dinner tonight, and then tomorrow morning we’re going to take the ferry to Capri for the day before our flight that night,” Nikki explained as she read through the spreadsheet on her phone. 

“There’s an Irish pub down the street from our hotel,” Harry said. “Do you guys want to go after we eat tonight?”

“I’m down,” Sam agreed. 

“Sounds good,” Tom chimed in.

The boys all looked at you for your answer, but you hesitated. Thinking about what happened the last time you drank didn’t make you eager to do it again, and you were already exhausted from travelling.

“I’ll pass.”

“What? Why?” Sam asked, sticking out his bottom lip in a pout.

You leaned into him, resting your head on his shoulder with a sigh. “I’m tired, and I’d rather go somewhere Italian... since we’re in Italy.”

Harry shrugged. “Your loss.”

“We’ll have a shot in your honor, babe,” Sam said and pressed a kiss to your temple. 

“Please don’t. Something tells me you’ll have plenty to drink without an extra shot for me.”

“You know us so well.”

After dinner, you walked back to the hotel with the Hollands and said good night to Sam’s parents before parting ways to your separate rooms. Sam went with you to change into clothes for going out while you changed into pajamas. 

“Are you sure you don’t want to go?”

You nodded from where you were on the bed and yawned. Sam didn’t push any further, instead resolving to finish getting ready in silence. He paired his black jeans with a pair of converse and a dark green button up over a black t-shirt. 

He turned to you for approval.

“Fake girlfriend approved?”

“Fake girlfriend approved,” you repeated and gave him a thumbs up. 

“Okay, well I’m headed out,” he announced. 

“Have fun! Don’t kiss any cute girls without me!” 

It was something you always said to each other, but it sounded strange since it was supposed to be coming from his girlfriend. Sam just chuckled and blew you a kiss as he let himself out. 

You heard him greet his brothers outside and then listened to their footsteps fade into the distance before pulling up an incognito window on your phone. It had been weeks since you’d been able to get off and it was killing you. The amount of stress this trip had given you only made it worse. You were wound so tight that you were sure you’d snap soon if you didn’t get some relief. 

And you thought that maybe if you rubbed one out it might help you forget about... the confusing feelings you had for your best friend’s brother. 

Seeing as you had the night to yourself, you figured you might as well take advantage of it. You copied a link from your notes app and pasted the url into the address bar. You didn’t feel like digging through your luggage to find your earbuds so you set the volume low enough for only you to hear. 

The video started playing and you let your hand wander from your side up to your neck, brushing your hand lightly across your collarbone. You traced the curve of your breasts with a finger before squeezing one of them gently, feeling your nipple harden under your palm. You only had one hand to use since the other was holding your phone, but you made do. 

The video was one of your favorites, one you found yourself watching at least once a week. It was one of the few videos of hetero couples you had favorited, and it started with the guy going down on the girl before fucking her...

You admired the muscles on the man’s back, watching intently as they flexed whenever he moved his head. The woman moaned, struggling to keep her legs open while he brought her closer and closer to orgasm. 

You let your hand travel down further until it was sitting at the waistband of your pajama shorts. You knew you had a while before Sam would be back, but you were too impatient to wait. You propped your phone up on a pillow next to you to free your other hand as you started to play with your clit. 

You pictured someone’s head in between your thighs, imagining them moaning against your pussy as they tasted you for the first time. 

The man was taking his pants off now and lining himself up with his partner’s pussy. You tried to follow along, putting yourself in the moment with the couple. You gathered your own wetness on two of your fingers to lubricate them and slid them inside yourself, sighing in relief. Your entire body tensed as it accommodated to the stretch and you gave yourself a few beats before moving your fingers. 

When you finally did, you felt yourself relax and sped up your pace so that it matched the actors on screen.

The angle the video was shot at hid the man’s face and you found yourself wondering what he looked like. If you squinted you could almost picture Tom- no. You tried to shake the thought from your mind, but it was already there. 

Closing your eyes didn’t help either. You just imagined Tom’s fingers sliding in and out of you instead of your own, imagined the veins on his arms becoming more pronounced as he tightened his grip on your thigh. 

“Fuck,” you cursed, knowing you should stop. 

You were too close to stop now, and the pleasure was clouding your judgement. Suddenly the man brought his hand up to the girl’s throat and began to choke her, sending her hurtling into her own orgasm. You moaned accidentally, thinking about Tom’s hand around your throat. You curled your fingers up so that you were hitting your g-spot and whimpered pathetically.

This was wrong. This was bad. Not only were you fantasizing about your best friend’s brother, but you were confusing yourself even further. 

You tried to fight it, at least that’s what you told yourself, but all you could hear were Tom’s moans echoing through the speaker. You pictured the way he’d look on top of you. His eyes would be so dark and he’d be smirking like the cocky asshole he was, chain hanging down in your face- just inviting you to take it into your mouth. It didn’t take long before you felt your orgasm begin to build. The video was still playing in the background, the man still chasing his own high and bringing his partner to her second orgasm, but you’d tuned it out by now. You came around your fingers thinking about Tom’s hips snapping into yours. 

You were fucked.

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Pokemon Journeys Episode 115

All right so it's time to take on this very controversial anipoke episode. Lowkey, I find it kind of funny that two of the most controversial episodes in the history of the anime have involved Alain. Poor guy I'm going to start with my favorite things about the episode. I really loved that we finally get to see Ash noted as the Alolan champion in the World Coronation Series. Finally, they gave him (some) props. As someone who started all the way back in OS saga, I've seen him win the Orange Island championship and conquer the battle frontier and I do hope at some point they do mention those feats too because those are also important to his legacy and Ash at this points deserves to be seen as the awesome trainer that he truly is. I also really loved the interactions between the masters 8. Especially Iris- she honestly really made the episode for me. I loved how her and Ash were running to the waiting area and bounding in like the excited children they are only to get a little nervous seeing the serious atmosphere from the other competitors. Also Iris thanking everyone when she was introduced in the opening ceremony and her reaction realizing she'd be going up against Cynthia was adorable. And of course I can't forget about her adorable selfie that she took with Cynthia and Diantha. It really showed that despite her being a powerful trainer, she's still young and new to the role as champion. Talking about my love for the interactions this episode actually leads to my first major criticism of the episode in that I definitely think that this episode should've been split into two. There was a lot going in this episode, a lot of which could have been better served if they were given more time. I personally definitely could watch an entire episode just focused on the masters 8 interacting. I think would be really cool. And now for the most controversial part of the episode the Leon vs Alain battle. Honestly I didn't really have a problem with the battle. In regards to the previous paragraph, I do think the battle could've definitely benefitted from having an entire episode to itself but I'm not upset with Leon cloberring Alain like he did. Admitetdly, I don't really have strong feelings towards Alain (or XY/XYZ anime) although I did enjoy the change of pace in the anime-verse due to his mega evolution special, so I understand that for fans of his they feel differently and see the battle as not that great for him. To me though, the fact that he got a clean win on Leon's Rillaboom is a huge feat as he's now the first trainer we've seen in the anime-verse get a KO on any of Leon's Pokemon. I'm specifying animeverse since we know from Raihan's league card he's the only person prior to the player in gameverse to KO a large number of Leon's Pokemon. Yes we can assume that in offscreen Land Raihan in the anime has KO'ed some of Leon's team, but that doesn't negate the fact this is our first on-screen KO in a trainer battle of any of Leon's team. I also really liked that Leon's Charizard didn't have to use Gigantamax to beat Alain's Mega Charizard X. Don't get me wrong, a G-max Charizard vs Mega Charizard would've looked awesome. But I think it's been important to the writers to show Leon doesn't have to rely on G-Max Charizard to secure a win (and we've seen that not only with this fight, but with Leon vs Flint in a prior episode). I will say I would've preferred Ash and Alain to rematch over Alain and Leon just because of the history. That being said, the Alain vs Leon and Ash vs Steven aren't the first time we've seen unpredictable matchups in anime tournaments. Think Gary and Ash not even battling at all in the indigo league contrary to their game and manga counterparts. Or even Trip and Ash being the first battle of the Unova league. The anime has been known to do wild matchups which I don't think is inherently bad because it reflects the true random nature of tournaments instead of how some anime/manga tend to make very convenient matchups. If anything I'm just far more salty they decided to bring back Alain instead of keeping Raihan in the Masters 8. We honestly didn't need two representatives from Kalos when Galar is the newest region. The Galar shafting has been a particularly thing I've loathed in journeys which brings me to my next point. Hop. Poor Hop. Okay admittedly I ugly-laughed when his Wooloo got knocked out in 10 seconds flat to Ash's Pikachu. That was hilarious. Of course I'm just over the moon to finally see Hop in the anime. Also I really loved the dynamic Goh, Hop and Ash had in the stands watching the Alain vs Leon battle. But even with all of that, Hop's inclusion in the episode just ends up being a painful reminder for me of what could've been. We could've had a more Galar-centric series where Hop could've been a rival to Ash. I think Ash and Hop could've had a great dynamic and Hop's already great character arc could've been enhanced in the anime. So seeing him being reduced to essentially a combination of the Furfrou guy from Kalos and Max when Ash faced Norman is disheartening to say the least. I feel like for me the sour taste this episode left in my mouth was really just a buildup of multiple snubs to Galar.

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Detention: Party of Two

This is chapter 4 of School Dayz to catch up what you’ve been missing please click: 

Series:  School Dayz Pairing:  Liam x Riley?  Word Count: 1152 Warnings and Ratings: None

I am participating in @wackydrabbles​ prompt # 134 it’s what I’ve always wanted! That can’t be right!”

I am also participating @choicesfebruary2022challenge​​ for day 18 chocolate

Summary:  Liam buys Riley a sweet treat for breakfast. 

Original Post: 02/15/22 at 8:26PM EST. 

“Actually… there were two really cute guys there, and i’m on the fence about it.”

 Riley shook her head in disbelief.  Taylor was the only person who could meet not only one cute guy in detention, but two cute guys!?!?!?!  

“How is that even possible?”  

“When you look like us, it’s always possible.  Riley I know you try to hide your head in the sand like an ostrich, but we’re cute twins.  We are!  And the sooner you get that through your skull and embrace it, the better off you will be.  Even when you dress like you should be pulled over and put in jail by the fashion police!”

“I don’t want to dress like you.”  

“You don’t have to dress like me Riley!  Just put in a little more effort. And you know, maybe match your clothes?!?!?!”

Riley rolled her eyes.  

“I do match my clothes.”  

Taylor looked her over, shaking her head in dismay.

“Mmmmmmmmkay…. That’s debatable.”  

“What’s wrong with what I’m wearing right now?”  

She shook her head at Riley.  “It might be okay if it actually fits your body.  You could fit Jaiden in that shirt with you.”

“Just look at what this one minor improvement does to your figure.”  

“Um Dad would say we’re too young to have figures.”

Taylor laughed out loud.  “You know Dad, he’s so overprotective of his girls.”

She pulled Riley in front of her full length mirror, and cinched the shirt Riley was wearing tighter and added a belt.  

“Look Rye. This looks completely different on you now.  You’re a babe Riley. Own it girl!!!!”  

Riley’s cheeks started to flush pink.  

“Can we change the subject?  Go ahead and tell me the story because I can tell you are just  itching to!”  

Taylor squealed in delight and did a running jump landing on Riley’s bed.  She aggressively patted Riley’s bed.

“Well come on already it’s time for story time!!!”  

Earlier That Afternoon

“Stupid teacher.”

Taylor grumbled under her breath as she got her books from her locker and headed down the hall to the detention room.  She would have to text either Jaiden and Riley to see who could stick around to take her home later after she got out of there.  

Mrs. Barbour was in charge of detention that day.  

“Hi,  Reservation for Brooks party of one.”  

Mrs. Barbour clasped her hands in excitement.  “Yes! We have been patiently waiting for your arrival!”

Her face then turned, and her voice dripped in sarcasm, and exasperation. “Please take a seat Miss Brooks.”  

There were two seats left, one was in the very back, which really wasn’t her scene, the other seat however…..

The desk was located between two guys.  Both guys perked up in attention when Taylor glanced their way.  Both were guys she had seen before.  

Drake was on her left,  and Nico was on her right.   When she sat between them both glanced in her direction.  

“It’s what I’ve always wanted. This can’t be right!  But it is. One of the perks of being cute twins.”  

Riley rolled her eyes.  

“So I flirted with both of them, when Mrs. Barbour wasn’t paying attention. They’re both cute. But you know Riley the devil is in the details, and Nico came out on top.  Because Nico has the car,  and it’s a black Mustang. That’s right up my alley.”  

“Why? You can’t drive, remember?”  

“But I look cute as hell taking selfies in front of it, see?”  

Taylor took out her cell phone tossing it to Riley and she scrolled through the pictures of Taylor’s impromptu photo shoot in front of his car.

“What, none from behind the wheel? Oh that’s right because you don’t have a license!”

“Why are you so mean Riley?”

“You’re lucky Dad and Jaiden weren’t home when he brought you home. So are you two like a thing now?”  

“I don’t know, maybe.  He’s a football player. We’ll see.  I don’t want to take the first offer, right out the gate but he is cute.”

“Taylor, do you like him though? This is not an acquisition or a merger, this is not business.”

“Yes it is.  As far as everyone here is concerned, you, me, and Jai, are the most popular people at our old school.  If we strike while the iron is hot, we can have anyone we want at this school.  Jai already made his choice, and Bebe is cool as hell.  I don’t think i’m ready to pull the trigger yet.  You might be settling for Liam.”  

“Liam is nice, Taylor, and he’s smart.  He kept me from falling when I was not confident on my skates.  And he helped me when I was really afraid.  The only thing you’ve told me about Nico, is he’s cute, plays football and has a mustang.  Who’s shallow here?  I don’t think I need your advice on relationships Tay. Because it’s clear that we value different things.” 

 The Next Morning

From a distance, as Riley walked up to her locker she saw Liam standing there.  He hadn’t noticed her yet, she quickly flattened out her hair.  She saw Liam perk up when he saw her.   He was holding two coffee cups in his hands.  

“Hi Riley!”  

“Hi Liam!”  

Before Liam could speak again, Riley felt arms grab her from behind  pulling her close to them.  Riley’s father being a police officer had taught his daughters self defense, and Riley’s brain went on autopilot stomping on the person’s foot and elbowing him in the gut.

“You didn’t answer my text this morning, I was coming by to check on you.”  Nico looked up at her exasperated.

“What are you doing with your hands on my sister?!?!”  Taylor crossed her arms over her chest.  

Nico looked confused as Taylor walked up with her juice.

Nico looked between both  the twins.  

“I had the wrong sister.  I thought she was you. Taylor. My bad.”

“Glad to know my sister wouldn’t let you hit on her.  Get up Nico.”  

Nico jumped up following Taylor down the hall.

Liam stared at Riley in shock.  “What a woman!” he thought.

“I didn’t know  what you like,  but I got you a hot chocolate with whipped cream.” 

“You did? I love hot chocolate. Thank you Liam.”  

Liam started to blush a little bit.  

“You’re welcome. I can carry your backpack for you.”

Liam took her back pack, slinging it over his shoulder, and the two walked to their first class together.  

Sitting in their first class together,  Liam watched Riley sip her hot cocoa.  

Their teacher spoke to them about their first project, and let them pick partners.  

“Do you want to be my partner Liam?”  

“A thousand times yes.”  

“Just one is fine.”  Riley smiled.  “You might need my number so we can coordinate after school and stuff.”  

“Yeah that’s a great idea Riley….for class stuff.”  

“Yeah for class stuff.”  

Liam typed in Riley’s number as she recited it.   When her phone started to buzz, she held up her phone.

“I got you!”  

Liam thought to himself.  “Yes. You do.”  

[miekasa]

AOT characters x their partner on social media is something I love thinking about omg. Eren is the number 1 menace, I swear, he likes keeping an aesthetic and he wants your face on his profile, and he wants to be in yours, and he will brainstorm for cool captions for you both 😭 Jean acts all shy, but that tall mf also lowkey feels the same way as Eren 😭. Mikasa is very relaxed and cute about it, she’s so effortless when it comes posting you on her feed, same with Sasha probably. Connie would post your funny faces 100% while Armin….blonde coconut I feel would be shy at first but is a fan of couple-y posts. Same with Erwin, and Erwin would add the cheesiest suburban dad captions like “my better half” or shit like “forever yours” 😭🥴😭 Hange is just all over, like they’ll be super unpredictable, from wildly funny to very touching stuff. Pick is just sweetness!! All around sweetness that can make you melt. Porco would be…actually I’m not sure, he seems like he’s in line with Eren and Jean 😭 Meanwhile, Levi would not care at all about social media announcements and “instagram official” and people outside his close circles find out about his partner on their tenth-year anniversary because they bumped into you both while you were out on a date 😭😭

No because you hit the nail on the head here anon!!

Eren and Connie are fiends and almost shameless in how much they want to be on your socials. If you do the thing where you record your food when you’re out to eat with Eren, he’ll interject into your video—“And me! She’s with me!! Show me!!” After some time—or if you tease him by purposefully leaving him out of the frame—he’ll just snatch your phone when you’re recording or taking pictures and makes sure to get himself with the front camera 😭😭 oh and you will be on his, it comes with the price of dating him, he loves posting videos that gradually zoom in on your face before you notice he’s recording.

Connie just photobombs everything. Even if just his eyebrows make in the frame, you better post it. He’s watching you. He loves taking funny selfies and posting them with absolutely no context, and videos too!! He reminds me of that TikTok of the guy who pans the camera to his gf laying in the grass is like, “We had a beach date, and, yeah I love her,” and pans the camera to his face, “I’m faster than her tho. We raced. But yeah, love her.”

Jean pretends like he doesn’t care if you don’t post him, but he cares 😭😭 he’s always willing to take a photo for you, but he wants to take them with you too!! He’ll not so subtly be like, “Hey, did you post those pics from the other day?” as a gentle “reminder,” and he’s honestly so cute you gotta give into him. He likes posting pics with you too, and claims he’s gotta keep it updated so he’s got something to show his mom—“She’ll think I’m making you up if I don’t have proof, babe.”

Armin gets nervous about posting you at first—the whole being publicly affectionate thing, plus the internet is forever, you know. But once he sees that he doesn’t necessarily have to post you guys holding hands or kissing all the time, he relaxes. Just a picture together, or a picture of you from one of your dates every once in a while is cool with him. He takes good candids and they’re his favorite to edit and make all pretty. He gets surprised whenever you post him, and he’s honestly not checking for it/on social media all that often, so he finds out through a friend like Sasha who’s bubbling, “Armin you guys are gonna make me jealous!! Your beach dates look so cute!!” And Armin’s a little confused, until she adds, “I saw the pictures on Insta!!” And now he’s slightly pink in the face.

Porco is… more likely than not recording you innocently vibing or minding your own business before he comes to bother you bye. He thinks your surprised face is so fucking funny and needs several video evidences of it. He gets grumpy when you get an off-guard of him, but just show it to him after and suddenly he’s like, “I look pretty good there, actually,” like yeah, dumbass, that was the point 🙄🙄 he posts his shit on Twitter tho, and is always acting like he doesn’t know you—“Girlfriend for sale, willing to trade for Breath of the Wild. At least $30 cash otherwise,” and thinks it’s funny when you threaten to block him. Or he’s subtweeting you when you CLEARLY follow him: “Anybody else know someone who falls asleep 30 mins into a drive?? No?? Just me??”

Erwin and his captions anon please I’m hollering. You know he uses the filters embedded into Instagram, too, and it makes some pics come out grainy/more dull. He comes questioning Hange with genuine curiosity, “How come your photos look so… bright? How do I do that?” Sir, open up VSCO and free yourself from the shackles of Sepia.

Levi could not care less about what and how much you post of him on social media, and his own is so scarcely updated; he really just has it so he’s not a complete ghost to the world, and to occasionally cure a fit of boredom. The pictures he posts are always nice tho, simple, cleanly edited and shot, and sometimes he’s not even in them. He doesn’t mind if you post him or not, but every once in a while he’ll stop by with a simple heart emoji in the comments. (To which Hange absolutely loses their shit every time and loves to joke about, “omgggggg are you and @leviackerman official???? 🤪🤪🤪)

Hange is the undisputed champion of photodumps and you cannot prove me wrong. Above all, they love posting a series of chaotic photos that tell a story—three slides dedicated to photos that caught you falling down; several photos back to back of you stuffing your face with food; frames of the both of you posing for a photo with the front timer but of course something made them topple over you. Their captions don’t help either, almost always unrelated from the disaster that just unfolded. Could have posted a photo dump of you two skipping (and falling) at the park and the caption is like “fun fact: a cockroach can survive up to five weeks with its head cut off!!” (The disconnect between the pics and captions always confuses Erwin. @e.smith: Very cool! But, what do roaches have to do with you guys looking like you broke your ankles? PS—is everybody okay?)

Mikasa is relaxed about posting you, and she lowkey really likes to be posted on your socials. She doesn’t say much about it, but she likes going back through your profile and looking and what you posted, and the comments from your guys’ friends being supportive. The pictures don’t necessarily spell out that you guys are Together, but that’s okay with her; she doesn’t need four pics of you guys kissing on her timeline to make her happy. She has lots of pictures she doesn’t post tho and you’d be shocked to find them, you gotta hype her up a bit to post them, “Mika you look hot here!!! The people need to see!!! Feed them!!!”

It comes naturally to Sasha, too. She likes documenting your dates with pictures and videos and has a blast editing them afterwards, too. Just AirDrop her the pictures you took and she’ll fix them up for both of you to post later. She’s a fan of silly matching captions and is always in your comments with a million emojis.

Pieck absolutely the sweetest girl. Her whole feed manages to naturally come out in soft filters and pastel colors. She always tells you she doesn’t have to edit a thing when you’re in the picture. Definitely posts photo dumps that include pics of food, sunrises, her cats, and a few off-guards of you thrown in there. Abuses the bugs and sparkly emojis in the captions.

Annie literally posts one pic a few months (by a few months, I mean like 11 months) into your relationship with the simple and upfront caption: “This is my girlfriend” and everyone is in the comments immediately bye. Berty is acting super surprised even tho he basically set you guys up, somehow Reiner genuinely didn’t know, and Sasha is clowning him for not catching on, and then he’s like “wait since when????? i thought they were just really good friends????” Mikasa comments a singular scissor emoji and it sends everyone into orbit, even Annie likes the comment.