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Hello,
So I was wondering, would you be able to write something about cock-warming with Seventeen? If not OT13, then maybe just Hoshi?
This is my first time making a request and I absolutely love your writing! I look forward to seeing your new posts every time I open the app!
Thank you đ
cock warming with seventeen
seungcheol: heâs gritting his teeth, telling you to âsit stillâ ina scolding tone. man is holding on for dear life, hands on your hips, fully committed to the whole âstay stillâ command even though heâs just as worked up. he gives you this look that says âone wrong move and itâs overââyet heâs lowkey loving how hard it is to keep himself together. eventually, you shift just a little and heâs like, âoh, you think youâre funny, huh?â ready to wreck you right then and there.
jeonghan: heâs the absolute worst tease about it. why would you choose HIM to do that? he got that little smirk, acting all unbothered, whispering about how needy you look just sitting there on him. heâll brush his fingers over your hips, trailing them up your spine just to mess with you. every time you try to move, heâs like, âuh-uh, baby, stay still.â you know heâs having fun watching you squirm, and heâs definitely making it as drawn-out as possible.
joshua: gives you sweet little smiles while low-key dying inside. heâs got that hand on the small of your back, running his fingers there just to keep you close. heâll whisper all these sweet nothings, telling you how âperfectâ you are, and every time you clench or move a little, he shudders, just waiting for the second he can actually move.
junhui: oh, heâs got no patience. heâs sitting there, already hard as hell, and youâre making it worse with every tiny shift. he laughs it off, biting his lip, telling you youâre âgonna regret testing him.â junâs the type to nudge your hips a little, just to get a reaction, muttering stuff like, âif you keep doing that, donât blame me for what happens.â heâs a mess and doesnât even last.
hoshi: heâs like, âwhy did we even think this was a good idea?â wiggling around, not even pretending to keep still. every little movement makes him lose it just a bit more, and heâs already breathing heavy, wet as fuck. you both know heâs absolutely hopeless at staying still, but the boyâs trying, just loving the fact that youâre driving him up the wall.
wonwoo: heâs calm on the outside, hands steady on your hips, acting like itâs all fine and dandy, but you can feel that bro is almost melting in that game chair. every time you move, heâs biting the inside of his cheek, giving you these intense, dark-eyed looks like, âdonât test me.â heâll stay like that as long as he can, but little to go snapping.
woozi: this man is a brick wall, hands locked around your waist, practically daring you to move. heâs got a total death grip on his self-control but gives himself away every time he swallows hard or clenches his jaw. determined to make you stay still until heâs ready.
minghao: so de-stressed, itâs unreal. heâs got his hands tracing gentle circles on your back, just enjoying the closeness but totally into it. every time you shift, he just hums, getting more and more fired up. you can tell heâs feeling it, breathing deeper, pressing you closer, but heâll still try to play it off. heâs in no rush but is totally giving in soon.
mingyu: manâs a mess, plain and simple. heâs holding onto your hips with his nails almsot, wide-eyed and flustered as hell. he tries to be the big and strong boyy he is, but every little move makes him gulp, giving you these desperate, needy looks. probably ends up blurting, about how much he needs to fuck you.
seokmin: so flustered, youâd think itâs his first time. heâs trying to stay calm, keeping his hands on your hips to keep you in place, but he canât help it; every time you shift, heâs turning red, letting out little gasps, unable to keep himself from reacting. heâs all, âoh my god, please, justâstay still!â
seungkwan: so worked up, itâs ridiculous. heâs like, âthis was the worst idea ever babe!â but his hands are glued to you, like he couldnât move even if he wanted to. heâs torn between panic and total enjoyment, all red-faced and muttering how heâs âseriously trying here.â you can tell heâs struggling, giving you little pleading looks.
vernon: silent but done for. heâll just sit there, eyes wide, hardly breathing as he holds onto you, doing his best to stay in control but you can see the struggle. every little movement you make has him gripping your hips harder, like heâs hanging on by a thread. probably mutters, âyouâre evil,â under his breath, fully aware heâs about to cum like this.
chan: incredibly sweet, probably nervous but also very into it. heâll laugh softly, maybe trying to make small talk just to keep both of you calm, but the longer you stay like that, the more it drives him crazy. heâll whisper, asking if youâre okay, gently reminding you to stay still but clearly enjoying when you clench or ride him a bit, especially when you both start to give in a little. BUUUUUTâhe waits for you to break first.
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medicine | s.j
in which jake is sick and the only thing that will make him feel better is a taste of you.
pairing: jake x fem!reader
includes: face sitting, oral sex, jake being sick, squirting, cumming untouched, cumming in pants, face riding (lmk if i missed anything).
jake was game to eat you out at any time.
youâre exhausted after a long day of work or classes? jake was there already kneeling in front of the bed, awaiting your pussy.
itâs the middle of the night and youâre tucked into bed, fast asleep? jake canât help the craving he gets and just has to have one lick of your addictive taste before heâs able to fall asleep.
you step foot out of the shower and within less than a minute, jake is laying you down in the tub and devouring your pussy.
the point was, it didnât matter the occasion. jake just always wanted to eat you out.
that was never anything you felt the need to complain about. you knew people whoâs boyfriends refused to go down on them and you couldnât believe it. you and your boyfriend had just about the opposite of that problem.
but since jake was always game, that meant he wanted it even when he was in not-so-great situations himself.
âno, jake,â you said assertively, shaking your head.
âplease,â he begged, looking at you with those pleasing puppy-dog eyes.
at any other given time, you wouldâve said yes. just like jake always wanted to eat you out, you always wanted to get eaten out. you two were a match made in heaven.
however, jake had picked up some virus going around campus and had been completely knocked out by it. heâd spent the past two days in bed sleeping, trying to rid his body of the sickness.
youâd been his faithful nurse, staying close by in case he needed anything. you made him soup, brought him medicine every few hours, monitored his temperature, and gave him everything else he couldâve possibly needed. except, that is, the one thing he actually wanted.
âwhy not?â he practically whimpered. âitâs been days. i deserve it. iâll feel so much better.â
his desperation almost made you laugh. he wanted you so badly and if he wasnât as sick as he was, you wouldâve given it to him, but he just wasnât well enough. he was still sniffly, still weak, still running a fever, and just simply was not in the right position to be giving you head.
âyou deserve it?â you couldnât hold back the laugh this time.
âi do!â he whined, not finding the situation funny whatsoever. âiâve been stuck in this bed for days feeling like shit and all i want is to have my face buried between your legs. just a taste, baby, please.â
you shook your head.
âjust a taste is gonna turn into you eating me out for hours,â you said.
âand whatâs wrong with that?â he pouted.
âyou need to be sleeping and getting better,â you told him.
he leaned forward in your shared bed to get closer to you, who was sitting at the foot of the bed. he placed his hand on your thigh, tilting his head to the side.
âyour pussy will make me better,â he said softly.
you placed your hand on top of his, looking into his pleading eyes. he was still so handsome, even as sick as he was. you were tempted, you had to admit.
âi donât know, jake,â you said.
âplease, baby,â he begged you, practically on the verge of tears. âiâll make you feel so good, i promise.â
his pink cheeks, his swollen lips, his teary eyes, you just couldnât say no to him.
plus, he said it would help him feel better, so how could you argue with that?
âfine,â you gave in. âlay back.â
jake bit his lip to prevent himself from smiling in victory. his eyes lit up when you agreed and he immediately complied, lying back down on his back.
you crawled up the bed until you made it to his abdomen. you planted your knees on either side of him and hovered over his body, second guessing whether you should actually do this.
âare you sure, jake?â you sighed.
jakeâs face flashed with terror at the mere idea of you changing your mind. his eyebrows furrowed together in worry.
âiâm sure,â he insisted. âplease, i need it. itâs my medicine.â
for whatever reason, his words turned you on. calling your pussy his medicine was all you needed to hear to shuffle your shorts down your legs, leaving you bare and exposed to him.
he licked his lips and watched you closely as you crawled up the remainder of his body until landing by his face. you hovered above him, sighing at the sight of him underneath you.
âsit,â he urged, beyond eager to get his tongue inside you.
âstop me if you canât breathe,â you warned, knowing his nose was stuffed and his mouth would be occupied.
he didnât say anything, just grabbed your hips and pulled you down so you were actually sitting on his face.
a surprised moan escaped your lips as jake immediately started licking your folds, gathering all your wetness on his tongue. he moaned, muffled, but the vibrations from it were extremely pleasurable.
you dug your hand in his mop of messy hair, legs already starting to tremble as he swiped his tongue up and down the length of your pussy.
you looked down and you could just tell he was in his most happy place. his eyes were closed, savoring the sensation of licking your pussy and tasting your sweet arousal. he was almost moaning as much as you were, certainly enjoying it as much as you, if not more.
you turned your head back and werenât surprised at all by the sight of his hips thrusting up into the air, desperate for any kind of friction. his neglected cock was straining against his pajama pants, but you knew he wasnât expecting you to touch him. he just wanted to eat you out, and that was enough for him.
âtastes so fucking good,â he said through an exhale, taking a second to catch his breath.
âare you doing okay?â you asked him, raising yourself off his face.
âmore than okay,â he assured you. âi could do this all fucking night.â
he grabbed your hips and pulled you back down onto his face, going straight for your clit this time. he wrapped his lips around the bud and sucked on it softly, swallowing your taste.
you yelped, your legs clenching around his face.
âoh fuck, jake,â you cried out, your grip tightening in his hair.
he released his suction on your clit and went back to gliding his tongue up and down your pussy. he stopped at your hole and delved his tongue inside, letting out a broken moan at your tight walls around his tongue.
you found yourself slightly grinding on his face, subconsciously trying to rub your clit against his nose while he thrusted his tongue in and out of your hole. you knew he didnât care. in fact, he loved it. he loved you humping his face in an attempt to increase the pleasure.
you sat up again, removing your pussy from his face. a string of your arousal mixed with his spit kept your pussy connected to his lips.
he looked up at you in confusion and even a slight hint of frustration as to why you just took away his treatâyour pussy.
âwhy?â he asked urgently.
âyour forehead is so warm, jakey,â you said, having brushed against it while you were tugging his hair.
itâd brought you back down to earth, reminding you that you were riding the face of someone who was not entirely up to health.
âiâm fine,â he said, annoyed. âi feel so good, please just come back. let me have it again.â
he was so, so desperate. you knew you should get off and let him get some sleep, but he wanted it so bad. so, you lowered your hips back down to his face and allowed him to lick up your pussy lips.
âfuck, thank you,â he moaned out, relieved to have your warm pussy back on his face. âi feel good, i promise. just need your pussy on me, baby, thatâs all.â
you sighed in pleasure, leaning back slightly and starting to grind again. jake closed his eyes again, lapping and slurping at your pussy.
your stomach was warm and the knot would unravel soon, you were sure of it. he was so good at eating you out, you never lasted long.
âharder,â he urged, pulling you down on his face even more. âride my face harder, baby.â
you whimpered, humping his face harder. your puffy clit hit the tip of his nose every time you fucked your hips forward. jake fucking loved it. he loved inhaling through his nose and smelling your sweet pussy, having it right there in front of him.
he loved you sitting on his face just as much as he loved laying on his stomach and eating you out regularly. he loved when you would just lose all control and ride his face like you were riding his cock. he loved to be used.
âfuck, jake,â you sobbed out. âiâm gonna fucking cum, oh myâdonât stop, please donât stop. fuck, iâm cumming!â
you squealed as your orgasm washed over you. your legs tightened around his face and his tongue quickened, eating your pussy through your orgasm and lapping at the excess wetness dripping out of you. you fucked his face, letting all your weight sit on him because your brain was in too much of a fog to care.
âfuck,â jake moaned against you. âyouâre so fucking hot, angel. wait! donât get up.â
he gripped your waist, stopping you from climbing off his face.
âwhy? you should sleep now,â you said, catching your breath from your orgasm.
he shook his head, pulling you back down.
âneed more,â he mumbled, lightly circling your clit with the tip of his tongue, going gentle as to not overstimulate you.
âno, jake,â you declined, however made no attempt to stop him.
âshh,â he shushed you, disregarding your words. âplease, baby. i just need a little more and then iâll be all better, promise.â
you whimpered as he rubbed his wet tongue on your drenched folds. he wrapped his arms around your thighs, basically keeping you trapped on his face.
âjake,â you whispered, pushing some stray strands of hair out of his forehead.
âso good,â he mumbled, flattening his tongue. âride my tongue, baby. câmon, i know you can do it.â
you started grinding back and forth on his tongue, head falling back at the sensation. his tongue was so warm and wet and felt euphoric as he laid it out for you to use, to rub your spent pussy on.
if jake was paying attention to his own cock, heâd realize how much pain he was in. he was so, so hard, and needed to be touched desperately. but he couldnât. he just wanted your pussy and nothing else, not even oxygen.
âfuck,â you moaned. âfeels so fucking good, jake. i think iâm gonna cum a lot.â
you didnât know what you were saying. you were so fucked out and jake was too pussy drunk and sick to comprehend your words either.
you knew what you meant, but he didnât.
you rubbed your pussy all over his face, getting your wetness all over his nose, his cheeks, and his chin. he started licking you again, moaning nonstop.
âiâm gonnaâmm, jake! iâm cumming!â
it hit you a lot faster this time, so fast that you couldnât even give him a proper warning.
you also couldnât warn him as a stream of wetness shoots out of you. you were squirting all over his face and that was what did it for jake. that was what had him humping his hips up into the air one more time and cumming untouched in his pants.
he moaned, feeling sweaty and lightheaded as he felt your wetness all over his face. briefly, he thought he might pass out. even feeling so weak, he still ate you out through your second orgasm, drinking all the fluid youâd just released and moaning from how delicious it was.
he hummed, babbling nonsense because he was so far gone. you pulled yourself off his face, your pussy twitching from over sensitivity.
âbaby,â he mumbled.
âyeah?â you retorted.
âi came,â he told you.
you frowned, looking down at his pants and noticing the stain of cum seeping through the fabric.
âbutâŠâ you trailed off. âyou werenât even touching yourself.â
âi know,â he said. âi think iâm justâŠreally sensitive when iâm sick. but guess what?â
âwhat?â you asked, already starting to pull his pants down to help clean up.
âi was right about your pussy being medicine,â he informed. âi feel completely better.â
you laugh, shaking your head in dismay.
âyouâre such a weirdo.â
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this is FILTH. what i wouldnât give to sit on jakeâs face man.
thanks for reading!
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"get some friends and make some hygiene kits and hand them out. Set up a meal share in a park for one month from today."
Maybe this is a dumb question, but what are these and how would someone do them? I tried to do some research and most of the results were trying to sell me products.
A Hygiene Kit is a bag of personal care supplies prepared for unhoused people. You can put together a local drive, or ask local businesses for donations, or (if you can afford it) pay for the materials yourself to make kits. If you're doing this, it doesn't always get listed but a pair of new, clean socks is a great addition to a kit. Here's some information on what's good if you're trying to put together a kit.
A meal share is just what it sounds like - food shared in a public space. Generally this is done by a group of people who will make a large shareable meal (soups and chilis are common) or a large number of bagged lunches, announce the meal share ahead of the event, then hand out food until it is gone. The people who have the most experience doing this is Food Not Bombs, and if you can't plan on a share of your own, there may be a FNB group in your area that you can help. FNB advocates very specifically for vegan meal shares, but keep in mind the tastes and nutritional needs of the people you'll be sharing with. You can also use donated food or do a food drive for this type of event. In some places, it is illegal to do meal shares. You should do them anyway.
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sukuna lets yuuji wear his jersey
a/n: this drabble contains angst that i didnât want to spoil in the title (iâm so bad with titles yâall PLS bare with me okay)
college!sukuna masterlist
You know how football players usually give their jerseys to their girlfriends? College!Sukuna gives his to his little brother Yuuji.
Youâre not big on sports, but Sukuna asked you to watch Yuuji a couple of times because he had âpractice at the ass crack of dawnâ. Seeing how ripped he is (you may or may not have walked in on him shaving his beard one time while he only had a towel wrapped around his waist) you already thought he did some kind of sport, but you never cared enough to ask him about it. Itâs not until 6 months into your forced proximity that you come to know heâs actually really popular on campus.
It happens randomly. You just finished playing monopoly with Yuuji and youâre listening to your sweet little companion tell you he wants to help you cook this evening. Youâre discussing what meal to cook when Sukuna comes home, late, as he did every day this week. He throws his gym bag near the living room door, gets his shoes off and grunts as a form of acknowledgment.
âYou know, dogs usually bark more than you to say hi. Imagine being worse than an animal,â you say, not even looking at him, picking up the little plastic houses distributed on your table.
âImagine never shutting the fuck up,â he answers, ruffling his still wet hair from a shower he must have taken not too long ago, not sparing you a glance either. You scowl, watching the water droplets fall on the freshly cleaned (by you) floor. Well, you have to admit he does look hot in his black hoodie. Black compliments his face tattoos really well, you think.
âBro! Language!â His mini counterpart exclaims from in front of you, putting his hands on his hips, frowning. He looks like an old lady. A really cute and young old lady.
âYeah, Sukuna, language,â you snort, flipping Sukuna off behind your back when Yuuji isnât watching. The tattoed man, still standing by the door, narrows his eyes at you when you turn your back on him. Yuuji goes into his room to put the game away and leaves you two alone.
âYouâre lucky I need the fucking money to live here or I wouldâve fed your body to the really nice dogs who say hi by now,â your roommate says lowly, coming behind you and pushing you out of the way to lay on the couch. He pushes you harder than usual, so you stumble and bump your thigh on the table, muttering ouch and pouting. Youâre pretty sure he didnât control his strength like he usually does in your playful banters. You sit down to rub your sore spot, waiting for Yuuji to come back and start cooking with you, while he just puts his hood on his head and closes his eyes.
âIs this how you treat a lady?â You mumble, at which he scoffs, not even bothering to answer. As a natural conversation starter, you try to think of something to say. You think he looks like he could use a conversation, anyway. Heâs been more distant this last week, but he always had his emo moments, so you didnât think too much about it. Today his mood is darker than usual though, and for some reason, after six months of living together, that doesnât sit well with you.
"How was tod-"
"Fine," He interrupts you. You're stunned by his roughness.
âListen, tomorrow I was thinking of going-â
âCan you shut the fuck up?" He curtly barks, one of his eyebrows ticking.
You frown. "Hey, I was just-"
"Iâm not joking. Shut up. Stop talking for one fucking day. God, youâre so fucking annoying,â he grits out, scrunching his eyes even more. At this, you close your mouth fast. Well, maybe he didnât look like he wanted to have a conversation, at the end of the day.
After his outburst, the silence inside the living room is deafening.
You donât want it to, but the tone he uses stings, even if you try not to let it get under your skin. You thought you two had become close enough to joke around this way, but you apparently guessed wrong. You just wanted to help, and he just shut you completely out. You just wanted to be a good⊠friend? Are you even friends?
Yuuji gets back and you stand up from the floor, going toward the kitchen. You wince when you put your weight on your leg.
You inhale deeply, reigning yourself in. âWhat do you think about⊠quesadillas?â You ask the little one calmly, and you see him beam.
âYes, please! I want to learn how to make them good like you-â
âKid, thereâs a game tomorrow. Wanna come?â Sukuna interrupts you two. Heâs still sitting on the couch with his eyes closed, but now he has his arms crossed too.
âHell yeah!â Yuuji answers, jumping with his little fist in the air. Sukuna hums.
âGotta tell coach. You still have the jersey from last time, yeah?â He asks, getting up from the couch and rolling his left shoulder. When it pops, he grimaces in pain a little.
âOf course I do,â the kid proudly says, looking up at his big brother with stars in his eyes. Standing next to each other they look like the ghost of the past and the ghost of the future from A Christmas Carol. Yuuji is dressed in bright yellow while if Sukuna had any more black on him heâd be a shadow. A chill runs up your spine. Spooky.
âGood,â Sukuna rasps out, solemnly getting the palm of his hand on his little brotherâs head.
You start preparing the ingredients for dinner. âAre you eating with-â
âIâm going to sleep,â he interrupts you once again. He still hasnât looked you in the eyes since he entered the apartment. You turn away, not wanting Yuuji to feel the shift in your mood by looking at your face.
âGoodnight, bro,â Yuuji says cheerfully. Your other roommate rushes inside his room, locking it from inside, and you and Yuuji are left standing in front of the stove in silence.
âOh. Well,â you start talking again awkwardly, a fake chuckle coming through. âI guess that means heâs not eating with us,â you tell Yuuji, getting back to preparing the ingredients for your dinner, now for two.
âItâs a big game, you know,â Yuuji whisper shouts from next to you, overstuffing his quesadilla. âI already knew about it, but it feels nice when he asks me to go,â the kid continues, a small smile ever present on his lips. Your gaze softens.
âWhat sport and position are we talking about?â You ask him, handing him a piece of cheese to chew on while you finish preparing everything.
âHeâs a quaftef bafck. Heâf capftainf too,â Yuuji answers between bites. So heâs a football player. His strength makes sense now.
âYou seem really proud of him, Yuuji,â you tell him sweetly, adoring the way heâs trying to get his point across by waving his hands in the air a lot.
He gulps down the cheese. âYeah, big bro always lets me wear his jersey. He told me that if someone annoying has to be wearing it, then he might as well give it to me,â he smiles, big, while you inwardly cringe. Couldnât be Sukuna if he didnât say something that felt more like an insult than a compliment.
âWhy is it an important game?â You ask, preparing one more quesadilla.
âBecause he just became captain! Itâs his first game as a captain!â The kid tells you, jumping a little on his chair and watching you, excited. Oh, is that why he looked like a bird just shat on him the whole week?
âWell, then you have to be his top supporter, donât you think?â
The next morning, you wake up early to go grocery shopping. You wanted to ask Sukuna to come with you yesterday, but after the way he probably didnât even notice he treated you, you really donât feel like it. You get out of your bedroom door and are met with the sight of Yuuji already wearing his brotherâs way too big jersey. You snap a pic when heâs still turned around. He looks so cute.
You go toward him, who is conveniently also toward the apartment exit. He hears your footsteps and looks at you expectantly.
âCan you help me tie the scarf?â He asks you, said scarf still in his hands. It's full of little drawings of tigers, which he told you are the mascots of the football team.
âOf course Yuuji. You look so good today, I bet your brother is really happy, mh?â You smile, getting at his eye level and wrapping the piece of cloth around his neck.
âI think heâs almost ready too!â He says, raising his eyebrows. Then, he assumes a confused expression. âWait, arenât you coming? I thought we were going together.â
You hesitate.
âI have to go grocery shopping today,â you answer, averting your gaze.
âCanât it wait? Itâs a really big game,â Yuuji pouts.
You hesitate again.
âI donât think your brother wants me there, Yuuyuu,â you softly smile, trying to be nonchalant, finally securing the scarf and standing back up. You try not to look into the little boyâs eyes, because youâre sure you arenât that good at masking your feelings.
âBut he was-â
âBrat, are you ready?â Comes Sukunaâs voice from down the hall. You push Yuuji toward the approaching footsteps, mouthing Go! Heâs talking to you! The child looks back at you like he wants to tell you something, but you ignore it. You hastily open the door to get out, managing to catch Sukunaâs gaze only a spare second before closing it behind your back. You stiffen. Then, you walk away.
Inside the apartment, Sukuna puts on a confused expression, matching his siblingâs one.
âWhere did she go? Nevermind. Weâre late, Yuuji. Run, or Iâll leave you here,â he hurries out, grabbing his house keys, hands sweating and feet carrying him to the stadium, while Yuuji tries to follow him.
When the Itadori brothers come back home, Yuuji screaming and Sukuna grinning like a madman for his teamâs victory, youâre not there.
âAwh, I wanted to let her know you won,â says Yuuji pouting. In your place, thereâs a sticky note on the fridge, which looks like itâs been there since this morning. In the haste of leaving, they both didn't notice it.
Go Tigers!!! P.S. for Sukuna: I left some quesadillas in the fridge. Good luck, captain.
Yuuji claps his hands, saying you must have made more yesterday after dinner when he was asleep, happy to be eating something good two days in a row. Meanwhile, Sukuna canât take his eyes off the little piece of paper.
âYo, do you know where she went to this morning?â He asks Yuuji, who is getting out a plate to microwave the food.
âShe said she went grocery shopping. She said you didnât want her at the game,â his little brother responds, lightly and not worried at all, like this is a reoccurring conversation.
âWhat?â Scoffs Sukuna, baffled, whipping his head toward his brotherâs. When did he ever say something like that?
âWell, she said she thought you didnât want her there,â specifies Yuuji, shrugging, getting two forks and two knives to put on the kitchen table. âI tried telling her you bought her a ticket too! But I donât know, she seemedâŠâ he stops, thinking about the correct words to say, now looking directly at his big brotherâs eyes. âShe seemed sad,â he finishes, muttering.
Right then, a tube of cream for bruises put near the coffee machine catches Sukunaâs eyes. He grits his teeth. He thinks back to yesterday, and to the way you rushed out this morning. To the way you obviously tried to ignore him when you locked his gaze. To the way your ticket never left his pocket, because he never properly asked you to come.
Suddenly, the words on the sticky note burn on his skin like a fresh tattoo.
Shit.
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some business to take care of
#i was tempted to caption this as she was a skater boy and she was also another skater boy but#duck scribbles#midoyuzu#enstars#whats up guys im being embarrassing again on main#been wanting a new phone wallpaper and this was born. its the lesbian version though im not showing that#midori takamine#yuzuru fushimi#yuzumido#ensemble stars#also have additional doodles that r kind of corny and im too ashamed to add into the main post so i might add on a reblog or maybe not#midterms were so awful i had to keep reminding myself i can go ham drawing whatever i want once im done. and naturally its this#anyways ive always liked midos city rider fit it suits her so well#always wanted to find a good one to pair w it and the wink killer 2nd half xscout was toooo good i was inspired immediately#finally could use this good ref pic ive had saved since forever i need to draw backgrounds more too it was rather fun somehow#mental state has been yoyoing an insane degree lately like come on i dont need to be reminded i am a useless hunk of meat every other day#with nothing good going for them. college is amazing at reminding me of such god bless#i have bad tendencies to self isolate behind the excuse of concentrating that i am trying to fix . but its hard to get back when i do#not to mention the entire Big Event happening over in good ol amerika serikat!!! my apathy is naturally immense#but whats some peace of mind here and there idk. im gonna read yuri
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âčââĄâ⥠oh, nothing! just bitchy!kook!reader walking around the house in nothing but rafeâs favorite heels after he decides talking on the phone with his friends is more important than paying attention to his girl..
warnings: bratty behavior, rafe being sexually frustrated lol, groping, heavy teasing, suggestive ending
a/n: just a little something on the shorter side because these 2k+ wc fics have done their number on me lol
you rolled your eyes, an exasperated sigh leaving your lips as rafeâs laughter echoed from upstairs. he has been on a three way call with kelce and topper for going on an hour now, and while you usually didnât care, he had you waiting for him downstairs in full glam and an empty tummy. this is what you get when you try to play nice and put your catty attitude to the side for one night; a negligent boyfriend who had no care for anything else in the world except for what him and his idiot friends were rambling on about. your impatience is what lead you to be in the position you were in right now; naked and ignoring rafe as he followed you around the house, begging you to give him the slightest amount of attention.
âwe can go get dinner now, okay?! i was just listening to topper vent about ruthie, i swear i wasnât ignoring you!â he refrained from stopping you in your tracks, his cock stirring in his pants when he watched the way your hips swayed with every step. âoh, really?â you spun around, your boyfriendâs eyes falling down to your bare chest, ânot responding to me when i called you downstairs like a thousand times wasnât you ignoring me?â rafe opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off when you walked away from him again. this time he watched you round the corner of the hallway, making your way into the kitchen before cursing under his breath.
you could tell you were driving rafe insane by the way he was gripping the kitchen island, his knuckles white with tension. âso, what? youâre just going to walk around like that?â he asked, his eyes burning into your skin. you shrugged, bending over the counter with a look in your eyes that made him want to wrap a fist in your hair and take you right there. âtoo bad you were busy with your friends earlier.. i actually wanted to be the sweet girlfriend tonight and give you dessert after dinner. oh well..â you pouted, walking past him as you flipped your hair over your shoulder. why were you like this? toxic, bitchy, mean, but still irresistible, sexy, and perfect?
âit wonât happen again, i promise.â rafe was hypnotized as he watched you walk into the living room, your heels clicking against the floor as your boyfriend pleaded with you to let him take you upstairs. âmaybe the neighbors would appreciate the view a lot more than you doââ you barely touched the curtains before your boyfriend snatched you away from the large window. âthatâs enough.â he said through gritted teeth, his gruff voice just right below your ear. suppressing the butterflies from fluttering in your tummy, you let out a breath you didnât know you were holding. âthat poor excuse of an apology isnât gonna get you anywhere.â rafe chuckled, his hands feeling like fire on your hips.
âlet me show you how sorry i am..â he turned you around, his cock aching as he could now feel your tits pressing against him through his shirt. he was making it really hard for you to keep up your act. âacting like a little brat, i know exactly what you need right now.â you gasped when you felt him take a handful of your ass, his bruising grip only exciting you further. âand what is that?â you leaned in, feeling the last of your resolve crumble when he took your hand to feel him through the denim of his jeans. âitâs so hard for you, baby,â he nearly moaned, lowering his tone, âand iâm still so hungry..â
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hiiiii mae!! hope ur having a good day/night, i was wondering if you would do a emt!marauders (or just remus) fic with a reader who maybe has past medical trauma or something so she really hates going to the doctors and avoids unplanned visits at all costs and one day she gets hurt doing something and she tells herself sheâs fine but sheâs really not (maybe she has like a concussion or something) and she tries to tell the boys sheâs okay and she doesnât need to go to the hospital but theyâre like âyes you do u literally donât know what day it isâ and she kinda starts freaking out and they comfort her????
so sorry if youâve done something like this youâve written a LOT of fics (which is amazing i love them all) and i havenât gotten the chance to read them all yet! anyways hope you have a great day i love ur fics so much!!!!!!
Thank you for your request, love you <3
cw: concussion, hospital mention, implied medical fear/past trauma
emt!marauders x fem!reader ⥠770 words
âThis is supposed to be the sort of thing that only happens to old ladies,â Sirius mutters. âLook at James, dollface.âÂ
Jamesâ smile is encouraging. âHe knows heâs full of shit. We see people fall in showers all the time, itâs not an age thing. You donât have to be geriatric for soap to be slippery.âÂ
You know, distantly, that theyâre both trying to keep things light for your benefit, but their playacting isnât helping you. You feel trapped, backed into a corner, and your lovely boyfriends who only want the best for you feel like your captors.Â
Sirius clicks off the light he was shining in your eyes just as Remus comes back with your clothes. They exchange a look you donât like.Â
âHere, sweetheart, put this on.â Remus helps you get a sweatshirt over your head, extra careful to hold the collar away from the aching bump on the back of your head.Â
You stand from the bed bemusedly as he starts putting your sweatpants on for you, too. You donât love the vibe of all this coddling, either; the boys are usually only this delicate with you when theyâre very concerned, very pitying, or both.Â
âWhatâs going on?â you ask, though you already know. Itâs not as if you would usually hang about in your towel all night after a shower, but theyâre getting you dressed for a reason.Â
Jamesâ brows twitch together sympathetically. Siriusâ voice is gentle. âBaby, we need to go get your head looked at.âÂ
Your upset blooms fast and hot, tears choking you. âWhy?âÂ
âYou have a concussion, sweet girl. It seems fairly bad already, and it could get worse.âÂ
âBut youâreâŠyou always say hospitals canât even do anything for those.â You know you sound childish, whiny and difficult, but you canât help yourself. Your boyfriends donât seem to hold it against you. James rubs your arm while Remus pulls your socks on with sweet, lingering touches. A tear squeezes out of your eye. âWhy do I have to go?âÂ
âYouâre right, thereâs not much they can do,â says Remus. His voice is calm and even, a balm to your frazzled nerves. âBut a concussion can be dangerous, and without tests we wonât know how dangerous it is or if thereâs anything they can help with.âÂ
âThatâs all weâre going for, angel,â James says lightly. âJust some tests. It wonât take terribly long, and we can stay with you most of the time.âÂ
Youâre hardly hearing him, shaking your head despite the way it aches. More tears crest your cheeks, your breaths wet and quick. âCanât we wait and go tomorrow?â
âOh, sweetheart.â James takes your hand, squeezing your fingers. âWe canât, my love, but itâs going to be okay.âÂ
âI really canât.â You pull your hand from his, wiping underneath your eyes. Your hair is still wet from the shower, cold seeping into your fresh sweatshirt. âI canât do it. Please donât make me.â Your voice chokes into a quiet squeak on the last few words.Â
Remus coos and sits beside you on the bed, wrapping you up in a hug. You cry into his shoulder as he rocks you gently, murmuring against the side of your head. âPlease,â you try again.Â
He holds you closer. âI know, darling.â His voice is a low whisper. âI know itâs hard for you, and I know itâs scary, but weâll be there with you. Itâs not going to be as bad as youâre thinking. What weâre going for is really very simple, and Sirius can explain it to you on the way, hm? Youâll be alright.âÂ
When you calm some, he goes to warm the car, passing you off to Sirius and James to get your shoes on.Â
âNothingâs gonna happen to you, baby,â Sirius promises, kissing the shell of your ear as he walks you outside. His arm is heavy around your shoulders and James is quick to take your hand after locking the door behind you, bolstering you for whatâs ahead. âYou think weâre gonna let you get hurt? This is going to be the easiest hospital visit you ever had. We run this place, theyâll have us in and out.âÂ
âI wouldnât say we run it,â Remus says drily as you three pile into the backseat. âMore like we engage with it, in twelve hour shifts, four to five times a week.âÂ
âBut we do have lots of friends,â James chips in.Â
âExactly.â Sirius busies himself with wiping the last of your tears while James gets your seatbelt on. âLike the radiographer at Bellevue. Youâll see, baby. Weâve got you covered.â
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New City, New Life
5k celebration âChoose your own adventureâ story
Orc x fem!readerâ cum eating, dry humping, fingering, voyeurism, rough sex, clitoral stimulation
Pt1
âHey neighbor, I was just talking about you,â your hot Wolf Hybrid neighbor says as you walk over to his little group hanging out in his driveway.
His Orc, Naga, and Wolf friends all flash you a knowing smirk, their varying fangs glimmering sends a heat in your belly before you quickly stop yourself. You had to tone your horny ass self down. You didnât wanna make a bad impression on a new city of people by being desperate for everyoneâs cocks. You didnât think that would fly here. As they stare your cheeks begin to heat up in a way you know is noticeable.
âMentioned how I wanted to bring over a cup of coffee I made you,â he adds as if sensing your thoughts and trying to reassure you.
So he wasnât going around talking about you to all his friends? Something tells you thatâs not exactly true as his eyes gleam with arousal. You imagine it as you take the cup of coffee from his hands. Your hot neighbor sitting around with his equally hot friends, going over every little dirty detail. Raving about how good your tight cunt felt around his thick cock. All of them growing hard as he recounted the noises you made and how desperate you were to be filled while imagining it was them with you instead.
A choked whimper escapes you that you quickly try and hide beneath a pleased hum. You try your best to look casual as you subtly rub your thighs together, desperate for some kind of friction. But youâre briefly brought back to reality as your hot neighbor hands you the mug of coffee.
âThank you for this, butââ you say as you bring the mug to your lips only for your neighbor to brush a clawed finger along the edge of the cup and tilt it up, forcing you to take long gulps of the nicely warm drink. You meet his burning gaze, unable to look away, the tension simmering between you. And in front of all his friends. Fuck you can feel how wet youâre getting.
When he finally removes his finger you lower the cup with only a bit less than half left. Your mouth smacks as the taste bursts across your tongue. It was bitter as you expected coffee to be but also a bit sweet and⊠salty? It was certainly creamier than you expected it to be. You liked it. Probably more than you liked whatever blend you usually get. Youâll have to ask what his special ingredient is later.
âThank you again but I was wondering if you guys could give me a ride? Iâm in a really tough spot and I just need someone to get me going,â you say, voice strangely huskier than normal.
You clear your throat, glancing away, and look back up to all four of these damn fine men staring down at you as if theyâre about to pounce. Your pussy flutters, clamping down around nothing at the thought of them actually doing just that. Their claws digging into your plush form, fangs grazing your sensitive skin, their big tongues ravaging your body to prepare you for their giant cocks.
âWork that is,â you add, voice growing husky all over again.
Your Wolf Hybrid neighbor chuckles darkly, the sound shooting right down to your core. He glances at his friends and a silent conversation passes between them. Then all of them are moving toward the car as if suddenly eager to get in.
âCâmon, sweetheart. Weâre headed to work ourselves but weâll get you off. Who are we to deny someone as cute as you?â He says smoothly, his raspy voice making that sound much more suggestive than you think he meant to.
Your hot neighbor rounds the car, taking the drivers seat. While his Wolf Hybrid friend quickly takes passenger. As if he didnât want you getting to it first.
âYouâll have to ride in my lap though,â His Orc friend immediately says with a smirk as he hops in the backseat of the car. You follow after him, not wanting anymore seats taken from you.
âAnd why would I do that?â You ask, not wanting him to know how much you like the idea.
Just as youâre about to sit in the middle seat instead, the Orcâs giant hands are gripping your waist and plopping you down in his lap. Before you can argue or pretend to complain, the Naga gets in last and he curls half his long rattling tail into the middle seat while the rest takes up the remaining one.
âThereâsss no more room,â the Naga says, forked tongue slipping out as he speaks and a second later his eyes dilate.
You blush, knowing he can probably taste your arousal in the air. In fact, they all probably can. The realization has you blushing deeper and growing wetter on the hot Orc. Especially as the Orc tugs you closer to his chest and you can feel the distinct bulge of his half-erect cock pressing deliciously along your clothed slit.
Hot neighbor starts on his way and you share your new place of work with them. Theyâll know exactly where you are now nearly every day. It sends a strange thrill through you. Wolf Hybrid neighbor tells you that itâs on the way to their place so theyâll drop you off first but that it might take a little longer. They usually like to down the back roads.
You find that you donât mind as youâre a lot more than just comfortable sitting in the hot Orcâs lap. That is until they actually start driving down the back roads and their⊠bumpy terrain.
A small grunt escapes you, eyes widening as the car starts rocking. Each jolt of the car has the Orcâs hardening length rubbing right up against your pussy. Your throat tightens as you try and choke down your moans. The Orc feels huge and heâs rubbing over every inch of your cunt. You swear you feel him rocking in sync with the rock. But what would be crazy.
Small talk fills the car and youâre grateful no one seems to be able to notice your inner torment. Small whines leave you as you practically bounce on the Orcâs clothed dick. It sends shocks through your system and you quickly grow more and more needy. The need to be filled and stuffed full itching at your skin.
âI think youâre wet enough fâme now, sweetheart. My patience grows thin. Fuckinâ need to get inside ya,â the Orc says, breaking you out of your lustful daze. Itâs only then you register his panting breaths and the way everyoneâs eyes shift toward you in the car.
âW-what?â
You yelp as the Orc jerks off your slacks and panties in one swift move and hooks your legs over each of his knees, spreading you wide for the whole car to see. Your glistening folds spasm as theyâre exposed to the cold air.
Thoughts run through your head at a mile a minute. You should want to stop this. To scramble off this sexy Orcâs lap. But you only get more turned on, your arousal gushing out of you at the thought of him so suddenly taking you.
âDonât act like you havenât been wantinâ to fuck me since your fine ass walked over. Thatâs how this place works, right?â The Orc asks, almost mockingly.
His words wash over you, clouding your mind, as his hands explore your body. Slightly clawed fingers trail down and dip into your soaked folds. A low moan leaves you and instead of trying to get away you melt back into his chest, hips rolling with the movement of his fingers. He takes the time to prep you for his length and it slowly has you becoming an absolute mess in his lap. And you havenât even had his cock yet.
You suck in a sharp breath as the hot Orcâs fingers leave you only to replace them with his thick angry tip. His pre-cum creating an even bigger mess of you. Your mind threatens to gain clarity again but then the Orc is pushing you down and splitting you open on his cock.
âNngh! Ooh⊠Oh fuck,â you cry out, throwing your head back. The stretch of his girth forcing your gummy walls to accommodate him has your eyes rolling back. The deeper he goes the more you swear youâve never been filled this good in your life.
The fact that youâre in a car full of men shifts back to the front of your mind and you lift your head to see them all still watching you with a fierce intensity.
Your hot neighbor continues to drive but you notice the way his eyes keep flicking back to you in the mirror. While his Wolf Hybrid and Naga friends each have all their cocks out, languidly stroking them to the sight of you stretched pretty on their friendâs cock. You whimper, basking in the attention, and a second later the Orc starts slamming you down on his massive cock.
âFuck, dude, you were right. What a perfect pussy. Theyâre drenched fâme, just slipped right in. So warm and tight. Poor thing wonât get a moments rest in this place,â the Orc huffs and the car erupts into soft breathless laughter.
Aha! You knew your hot neighbor had talked about you with them. The praise is all you focus on and it has your walls squeezing the Orcâs length, wanting to make him go mad. A low growl vibrates from his chest to your back as he feels you get even tighter. His claws sink into your hips as he starts using his grip to fuck his cock up into you at a bruising pace. His thrusts syncing up perfectly with the rocky jostling of the car that only seems to be getting worse.
You cry out as the carâs movements also deepens the Orcâs momentum. You swear you can feel his dick all the way up in your throat. Heâs stuffing you so full of him you donât know if you can take it. You arch back into the Orc, putting on a show for him and everyone in the car. Through hooded eyes you watch as they furiously pump themselves to the sight of your body. It gets you so fucking hot. Their lustful eyes raking over your form. All of them wanting a piece of you, all of them jealous of the one who gets to fuck you.
The Naga flicks out his tail, the rattle on its tip moves in between your legs, wanting to do anything he can to give you more pleasure. You wait with bated breath and shriek as he rattles his tail, the vibration sending sparks throughout your body. The Orc snarls in your ear and picks up pace, jerking up his hips and meeting your thrusts in a way that has your toes curling.
âHow do they look?â Your hot neighbor growls, knuckles white on the steering wheel, and sounding borderline feral. His cock aching against his slacks.
âThey look so fucking sexy, man. Their tight pussy can barely take him,â His Wolf Hybrid friend moans, his hips twitching as he jerks himself off even harder.
âBut theyâre doing ssso well. Pretty thing will be ruined for anyone else,â the Naga adds, roughly rattling his tail against your clit. He thrusts up into each of his hands that pump at both of his dicks. You mewl, vision blurring at the intensity that wracks through you.
âFuck, I think theyâre about to cum!â One of them shouts but youâre too lost in the haze of pleasure to focus on which one it is. But then the Orcâs hot breath is curling around your ear and your mind clears enough to hear his rumbling voice.
âThatâs it, sweetheart. Fuckinâ let go and cum on my cock. Squeeze the damn life out of me, you can do it.â
The cord snaps and jaw drops, fierce screams echo throughout the car as you explode all over his cock. Waves of ecstasy wash over you and you try your best not to pass out. The sight of you coming is a vision of pure art and none of the other men can hold on much longer.
The Naga lets go first, shooting his cum over any inch of bare skin he can reach. The Wolf Hybrid is close to follow in his friendâs footsteps as he cums all over you two. Seeing you all wrecked and messy quickly has the Orc slamming into you, burying himself to the hilt and shooting spurt after spurt of his cum deep inside you.
âSuch a pretty slut you are, sweetheart. So easily made a mess from our cocks. Youâre perfect,â the Orc rasps in your ear and you preen under his praise.
The rest of the car ride is spent with the monsters cleaning you up as you lay limply in the Orcâs lap. You take the time to regain your strength and you hope youâll be able to feel your legs enough to walk into work.
When you arrive your hot neighbor gets out and greets you as the door opens. He helps you out and you immediately melt into his embrace. Your Wolf Hybrid neighbor laughs, leaning down and kissing the crown of your head.
âNext time, darling. Now get into work,â he murmurs intimately in your ear. Giving your butt a nudging pat.
As you walk in on wobbly legs, you glance around the lobby, looking for the headhunter that recruited you. He was meant to meet you and show you the ropes of the job. But he isnât anywhere to be seen and you wonder what youâll do next. You could ask the Demon Guard by the door where you could find him, head down the closest hall and hope you find the headhunter down one of the rooms, or you could head to your Minotaur Bossâ office and hope he can show you around.
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You Know Other Men Meme HC
Summary: when he gets randomly jealous while cuddling on the sofa and you tell him heâs the most jealous man you know feat. Dick, Jason, Tim, Duke, and Damian
Dick
âYou know other men?â
Heâs offended. Shocked. Insulted. Disappointed.Â
Like who are the other men??? There were other men???
Snaps his head up and looks at you with either eyes that can probably beat Batmanâs when heâs angry or the saddest, puppies eyes youâll ever see on the planet though the grip on your waist says otherwise
Starts questioning you who these âother menâ are and goes from wanting their information including address to phone number to since when you started knowing them or where you met them
But when you tell him âI know only one man and itâs youâ, heâll quickly melt - getting all dopey with a silly smile on his face as he peppers kisses all over you
Cuddles into you more though asking for you to look at something else. If not, heâs going have to use a different method to get you to listen ; )
Jason
âYeah and you better remember it.â
Itâs not confidence in himself that makes him say it - rather, itâs knowing that you chose him and would always choose him over anyone else
Like, what is there to compete? All the other guys (cough Bruce and Dick cough) are already sucking it since heâs winning with having you, the best thing in his life
Plus, since you made him yours, youâre stuck with him for eternity whether you like it or notÂ
Does playfully pull you into a suffocating bear hug, enjoying the warmth of your body seeping into his
Chuckles if you play along and tap his biceps, shoulder, or chest, spouting âuncleâ, âI loseâ, or something thatâll show you surrender
Gives you a kiss on the lips or cheeks before going back to critic and rate whatever you were looking at earlier
Tim
âYou do realize Iâm the only man you know?â
Rolls his eyes and pretends your comment isnât bothering him - after all, knowing you inside and out, there are no âother menâ other than him
Heâs awful at hiding it though when he starts to nuzzle into the junction where you neck meets your shoulder to hide his disgruntlement
Shuffles and pulls you closer to him, trying to âimprintâ himself on you. Whether itâs conscious or subconscious that is yet to be decided
Play with his hair and tell him âyes and youâre the only man I also loveâ will earn a warm grin from him
That or him hiding his face into your shoulder with the tip of his ears burning red as his Red Robin suit
Either way the arms around you wonât loosen up for a while, going back to cuddling in his embrace. This time with him not minding what youâre looking at making a comment here and there, mostly jabbing at your taste
Duke
âI thought I was your man?â
Heâs so confused by what you just said
What do you mean âmost jealous man I knowâ - you know other men??? Is he not your only man???
Literally will start overthinking and confront you on whether you actually have starting seeing people behind his back
Has his head-up with an âexcuse me?â written all over, needing to confirm you arenât hiding anything based on your expression
Only to feel silly and embarrassed when you give him sass e.g., âare you not the only Iâm dating?â or âdo I look like I have another man besides you?â. Especially if your eyes are deadpan
Poor guy ends up hiding his face, becoming the smaller spoon. Dies but appreciates if you snuggle closer to him and pat him
Damian
âYou know other men?â
Does the same thing as Dick but much angrier and more hissing
Itâs going to take a while to calm him down especially when heâs ready to end things there and then with plans to also take down and ruin those âother menâsâ lives
Listen. You are his and only his. How dare you have other men besides him???
When you tell him âyou do realize you are the only person iâm dating?â that gets him to put the katana down
Heâll ask you who these âother menâ are and realize they werenât there from the start. Not when itâs his siblings and father
He just grumbles about how you shouldâve said that from start and expect you to go back cuddling with him, head pats and all other expressions of affection to comfort him
Will succumb and completely âforgiveâ you if you give kiss on the top of his headÂ
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hey so how do you think the bat boys would deal with them messaging s/o or coming into their apartment late at night to come to bed and the boys are like âI canât sleep. Can we talk?â and s/o messages back or says after sort of wake up âI can sleepâ and they fall back asleep đ. When s/o does properly wake up hours later, s/o pulls their man in for morning cuddle, but then their mind starts working and they ask seriously, â⊠did you want to talk about something last night or was I dreaming it?â Or for messaging, s/o remembers and gives their boyfriend a call and is happy to be talking to them and they ask the same question over the phone âI thought I dreamt it, but I just noticed you message me and I sent that back⊠I was exhausted and in a deep sleep. Did you still want to talk?â? Basically s/o isnât very good to interact with or function when theyâre tired đ? (Itâs all good people staying up all night for their love of their life, but what about a s/o whoâs never able too?. They fall asleep in bed and then are woken up by their boyfriend sneaking in. They frequently pass out after their boyfriend sneaks into their bed. S/o Hair a mess. âWhat?⊠oh⊠zzzzâ would be how the boys identity probably stayed a secret for the longest time. Wouldnât even notice the blurry mask and spandex suits in their tired state).
omg yes, as a sleepy person, i LOVE this idea!!!
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Batboys x Sleepy gn!reader
Bruce Wayne
Being home late meant low chances of having an actual conversation with you. He needed help setting up the gala for tomorrow and you guys were supposed to plan it tonight
âMy love, wake up for a minute. We have to set the plans, remember.âÂ
You sat up for a moment, sitting next to him in bed to help him. Unfortunately, that didnât last long seeing as you almost immediately fell asleep on his shoulder.Â
He just sighed and put his laptop away, figuring you guys could plan it later or just use what you had.Â
It was a bit funny though, seeing you so out of it trying to stay awake and focus on the plans.Â
âAnd I think we should serve lemonade with the⊠darling? Are you listening?â âHm? YeahâŠâÂ
Dick GraysonÂ
He usually came home to you sleeping after patrol, so he figured heâd have to wake you up if he wanted to discuss tomorrow's date plans.
âBabe? Hey, wake up, I gotta talk to youâŠâÂ
It worksâŠfor a few seconds. You woke up, but mumbled something incoherent before falling back asleep.Â
Dick just chuckled and shrugged it off, figuring he could just talk to you in the morning. The date wasnât until later anyway, and sleeping beside you seemed more appealing at the moment.
âItâs okay⊠Iâll talk to you tomorrow. Sweet dreams, sweetheart.âÂ
Jason Todd
Poor Jason couldnât sleep at all. He tried everything from warm drinks to meditation, but nothing seemed to work. So, he called you.Â
âHey, y/n? Yeah, uhm⊠can I come over?âÂ
He got a half mumbled âyeahâ before heading over. Of course when he did, you were tucked in, all cute and sleepy.Â
Jay slipped in next to you, snuggling against you and had the easiest time falling asleep. However, in the morning, you looked shocked, not remembering him coming in.Â
â...when did you even get here?!âÂ
Tim Drake
It was always a 50/50 with Tim. Either he slept anytime, anywhere, or he couldnât sleep at all. Tonight, he couldnât sleep. So, he called you.Â
âHey, baby, I canât sleep. Can we just uhh⊠talk for a while?âÂ
He got all warm and gushy when he heard your muffled little âyesâ from under your blankets.Â
But he quickly realized you werenât the best person to talk to when you were tired. You couldnât hold a conversation at all and eventually, he found out that you sleep talk. It was a pleasant surprise to him.
âWhat are you saying now, hm?â âThe banana⊠lost my hat.â âOh, yeah, I bet.âÂ
Damian Wayne
The second you opened your eyes when he walked into the room as Robin, he thought he had completely blown his cover. Apparently, he didnât.Â
âGo back to bed⊠you donât see anything.âÂ
He was shocked it actually worked, but he shouldnât have been too surprised. He knew youâd take any and every opportunity to sleep.Â
Damian hastily got out of his Robin suit and got into pajamas, sliding into bed next to you. It was a bit of a funny thought to him, the fact that you didnât even question Robin being in your room⊠right?Â
âI had a weird dream last night.â âAbout?â âI dreamt that Robin was in my room.â Â
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Hiiii! I was wondering if you could do a reaction of svt where the s/o gets in an argument with a man, and stands face to face proving their point to the guy ? And after svt just found it hot?
Thank you ! Take your time with everything, and just know I appreciate what you do!!đ«¶đŒ
seungcheol: standing tall right next to you, arms crossed and glaring, he lets you do your thing, but heâs this close to stepping in, just in case. heâs practically pulsing, both from the need to protect you and from the heat of watching you hold your ground. honestly, heâs getting turned on by the fire in your eyes. he keeps his cool on the outside, but on the inside? heâs a mess, ready to handle things himself, but also ready to handle you right after.
jeonghan: oh, heâs got no time for this dude. heâs so mad at the guy that he just grabs your hand and walks away, mumbling something about âsaving the poor guy from humiliation.â but once youâre alone, heâs practically begging you to use that fire on him next.
joshua: he steps in halfway, putting an arm between you and the guy with a calm look, body language all possessive. he tries to gently calm you down, but heâs clearly enjoying your stance, looking at you like youâre the hottest thing heâs ever seen. every word you say just turns him on moreâfor more degrading they are.
junhui: just watching in awe, the longer it goes on, the more heâs biting his lip, looking you up and down like heâs in heat. after the argument, he wraps an arm around you, muttering about hot it was, you can bet heâll remind you of this later.
hoshi: probably started the fight in the first place, either from saying something too loud or getting a bit too hyped. but once you step in and take over, heâs standing behind you, practically leaking cum in his pants. heâs grinning from seeing you put the guy in his place. heâs the type to lean in after and mutter, âremind me not to get on your bad side.â
wonwoo: he wonât let you get too close to the guy, immediately trying to guide you away, even if youâre still talking smack at the guy as heâs pulling you off. every time you keep arguing while heâs pulling you away, his cheeks flush, and heâs smiling to himself, already feeling the cock growing inside his pants. heâs both entertained and turned on, sneaking little glances at you as he thinks, âdamn, thatâs my partner. should i be proud or scared?â
woozi: heâs standing right behind you, fists clenched just in case, ready to step in if the guy even flinches wrong. but heâs also secretly smiling because heâs so damn proud. every time you fire back at the guy, woozi bites back a grin, watching the force in your posture. cant keep his hands off you by the time you walk away.
minghao: casually stands behind you, hands on your arms, his body pressed close as you argue, with a little smirk because heâs totally enjoying the show. he loves how fierce you are, and your ass pressing on him, itâs not doing him any favors. he whispers a âweâll talk about this later,â already planning to scold you and make out with you the second youâre alone.
mingyu: heâs watching you like he doesnât know whether to be afraid or turned on. even though heâs towering over the guy, heâs so flustered, shifting nervously between shield you and euphoria of seeing you all fired up. he canât help but ask later, all red-faced, âcould you, uh, maybe be that mad at me⊠later?â definitely into the idea of you riding him while still a bit mad.
seokmin: is this really happening? he thinks. he just watches in awe, face redder by the second. after the argument, heâs pulling you close, trying to act calm but flustered. heâs stammering about how amazing you were, but also afraid to stress you more. âyou know, babe⊠that was, um, really hot.â
seungkwan: heâs fighting with you, no doubt. heâs already arguing with the guy, and you jumping in just fuels him more. after the argument, heâs all horny, both from the confrontation and the way you backed him up. rage sex is basically guaranteed.
vernon: heâs standing there, jaw dropped, just watching you handle things. heâs too stunned to move, his face saying it all: his cock is about to explode alone, no touch. he doesnât say much afterward, but heâll definitely be pulling you aside later, needy, unable to stop thinking about how godly insane you lookwd
chan: heâs shocked, honestly, but also totally in awe. his eyes are wide as he watches you lay into the guy, he canât help but give a proud little smile, heâs got a newfound respect (and a little crush) on you afterwards. would be teasing you about how scary you were but secretly blushing because heâs hot to trot.
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i am angry. and i'm upset and hurt and disappointed and reeling etc. and i have my own personal feelings about what people have or have not been advocating for over the last few months leading up to this but i'm not sure any of it matters right now and i'm not sure why everyone is so ready to turn on each other. it seems pretty obvious right now that the problem wasn't third party voters or even people who abstained. it wasn't harris's stance on palestine/israel (in either direction). it wasn't the cheney endorsement. it wasn't anything related to her policies one way or another or anything we've all been arguing about for months now. none of it even fucking mattered, based on the numbers.
it's not a secret that this country hates women and loves white supremacy. i'm not going to make it easier for them to get rid of me, or you. i refuse to hold a knife to the throats of the people who are ultimately on my side, just because we might disagree about how to accomplish something. i am going to link arms with you and we're going to move forward together. we're going to do our daily clicks for palestine. we're going to donate e-sims and to pcrf. we're going to donate to ukraine. and abortion funds. we're going to continue helping with the border crisis. and trying to unfuck the climate. and whatever else we need to. we're going to get organized and we're not going to wait until the next election cycle to do it. we are also going to make sure we sign up for healthcare and take care of ourselves.
there are a billion things we need to do (and feel free to add links and resources to this post if you want to pass them on) but i'm simply not going to waste my energy fighting with people who aren't trying to kill me when so many others want me dead.
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Spencer's Secret - Spencer Reid
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Summary: All Spencer wanted was to finish his paperwork and go home, but now heâs in a bar, drunk, and confessing all his secrets to Derek.
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The team had barely settled back into the office after a grueling case when Derek threw an arm over Emilyâs shoulder, talking about needing a drink. Emily agreed with a weary smile, and soon enough, JJ, Penelope, and Rossi had chimed in, all eager to unwind together. Somehow, theyâd even managed to convince Hotch, who gave them a reluctant nod, his rare smile hinting he could use a break too.
All that was left was Spencer. Sitting at his desk, he was hunched over, diligently finishing up his paperwork, when Derek strolled over and leaned in with his usual, "Hey, pretty boy."
Spencer looked up, already anticipating the question. "No, Derek, Iâm not going."
Derek raised an eyebrow, feigning innocence. "I didnât even get to ask!"
"Doesnât matter. Iâm not going," Spencer replied firmly, looking back down at his files.
"Come on, kid," Derek urged, his voice dropping to a softer, pleading tone. "Just this once. If you come, Iâll never ask again. I swear."
Spencer let out a sigh, the exhaustion of the day finally catching up with him. There was a beat of silence as he mulled it over, glancing at the hopeful faces of his teammates nearby. Finally, he closed his file, resigned. "Fine," he muttered, âbut just this once."
Derekâs face broke into a grin, practically bouncing on his feet. "You heard him, guysâheâs in! Letâs go before he changes his mind."
Spencer reluctantly stood up, pulling on his coat with a sigh. He glanced around, noticing the others already gathering their things, excitement buzzing among them. As they all filed out together, Penelope slung an arm around Spencer, giving him a reassuring squeeze.
"Oh, Spence, youâll have fun. Trust me," she said, winking.
Spencer managed a small, hesitant smile, wondering just what he was getting himself into. It wasnât exactly his ideal night out, but surrounded by his friends, he couldnât help but feel a faint sense of anticipation growing despite himself.
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As soon as the team settled into the bar, the weight of the last case started to fade. They ordered the first round, eager to drink, laugh, and let loose for a few hours. The drinks flowed freely, and soon they were deep in conversation, sharing old stories and laughing harder with each passing round. Spencer, who rarely drank, was feeling more than a little tipsy. Nights like these werenât really his sceneâhe usually found it far more comfortable to stay home. But now, with the warm buzz in his head and his friends around, he was actually enjoying himself.
Meanwhile, Derek had been off flirting at the bar, but eventually made his way back to the booth, where Spencer was the last one still sitting. Derek, who could hold his liquor well, was only slightly buzzed. He noticed Spencer's dazed expression and grinned, sliding into the seat next to him. "Pretty boy," he said, nudging him, "there are so many gorgeous women here tonight. You should go try and have some fun, maybe even get a date."
Spencer, a little too drunk to filter his thoughts, shook his head. "Donât need a date," he said, his words slurring slightly.
Derek raised an eyebrow, smirking. "Oh yeah? And whyâs that?"
Spencerâs face softened, and he blurted, âIâve got an amazing girlfriend at home.â
"Right, sure," Derek teased, not at all convinced. "So whatâs her name?"
Spencerâs face lit up. "Y/N," he said, his voice full of adoration. He leaned in, eyes dreamy, and started rambling. âSheâs incredible, Derek. So smart, so beautiful. Sheâs way out of my leagueâI still canât believe sheâs with me.â
Derek chuckled, noticing just how drunk Spencer was. It was getting late, and he knew Spencer would never make it home on his own. âWhy donât you call Y/N to pick you up, then?â he said, jokingly.
Spencerâs face brightened, and he fumbled for his phone. Derek watched in amusement as he dialed, still skeptical, until he heard a faint âHello?â from the other end.
Spencerâs face lit up even more. âHello, my love,â he said, voice thick with affection.
You let out a soft laugh on the other side of the line. âHey, Spence! Everything alright?â
Spencer grinned, completely forgetting why heâd called. âYeah,â he said dreamily. âI justâŠwanted to hear your pretty voice.â
You laughed, clearly touched. Derek, now genuinely surprised that someone had actually answered, took the phone from Spencer, holding it up to his ear. "Hello?" he asked, still a bit skeptical.
"Uh, hi,â you replied, a little confused. âWho is this?"
Derek cleared his throat. âThis is Derek. Spencer friend.â
âOh! Nice to finally meet you, Derek, Spencer talks about you and the team quite a bit.â you said, sounding amused. âIâm Y/N, his girlfriend.â
Derek muttered, âHoly shit, youâre real.â
"Sorry?" you asked, sounding puzzled.
âNothing, nothing,â he chuckled. âListen, Spencerâs had a bit too much to drink. Are you able to pick him up?â
You let out a soft, understanding laugh. âYeah, of course. Just tell me where you guys are.â
Derek gave you the address and hung up, handing the phone back to Spencer. "Your girlfriendâs coming to get you," he said, still slightly in awe that Spencerâs been hiding a girlfriend from them.
Spencerâs eyes lit up even more. âY/N?â he asked eagerly.
âYeah, pretty boy, Y/N,â Derek replied, shaking his head with a grin.
Spencer slumped back in his seat with a satisfied sigh. âFinally,â he mumbled. âSomeone cool to hang out with.â
Derek just laughed, patting Spencer on the shoulder. He sat down with Spencer and waited with him for Y/N to get there, eager to meet her.
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As Spencer was still happily rambling to Derek about his incredible girlfriend, the door opened, and a beautiful woman stepped into the bar. Spencerâs eyes widened instantly. "Y/N!" he exclaimed, jumping up so quickly he nearly tripped. He stumbled over to you, practically throwing himself into your arms, clinging to you like heâd just found his lifeline. He buried his face in your neck, a contented sigh escaping him.
You wrapped your arms around him, laughing softly at his drunken enthusiasm. "Looks like someone had a good time," you teased, rubbing his back.
âMissed you so much,â he mumbled into your neck, his words muffled but unmistakably fond.
Looking up, you noticed a man standing a few steps behind Spencer, observing the two of you with an amused grin. "You must be Derek," you said, offering him a warm smile.
Derek smiled back, giving a nod. "Nice to finally meet you. Iâve heard a lot about you tonight."
Before you could respond, Spencer had already started tugging you gently toward the exit. You glanced back at Derek and gave him a quick smile. "Hopefully we can actually talk sometime soon," you said, laughing as Spencer clung to your arm.
Derek chuckled, nodding. "Iâd like that. Take care of him. Goodnight, Y/N."
He watched as you guided a tipsy, lovesick Spencer out of the bar, a soft smile still on his face. Just then, Penelope popped up beside him, curiosity sparkling in her eyes. âWhat are you staring at?â she asked, following his gaze to the exit.
âSpencerâs got a girlfriend,â Derek said, unable to keep a little laugh from escaping as he recalled the whole scene.
Penelopeâs eyes went wide, and she gasped, practically bouncing in place. "Wait, what?! Our Spencer? Oh my God, I need details!"
Derek smirked, shaking his head. "Calm down, babygirl. You can interrogate him tomorrow," he teased.
Penelope pouted, but the excitement was already building. After a second, she sighed dramatically, then brightened up again and grabbed Derekâs hand. âFine! But right now, youâre dancing with me.â
Derek let her pull him to the dance floor, chuckling as he made a mental note to tease Spencer about this night for a long time.
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Lando Norris x bsf!reader
She isnât you
Hi, could I request a salami sandwich with tomato on wheat bread, please, and thank you. Request from @itsnotsophiasworld
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MF: SOS, can anyone fly to Spain to check on Lando? From what Iâve gathered, he is staying in an Airbnb by himself and very much in his head. Iâm caught up in some work stuff, or else Iâd make the trip myself.Â
Your heart sank reading Max's text to your friend group. Lando had been having a rough season and was constantly getting ripped apart in the media, no matter what he did. All you could do was make sure that he knew you were there for him and try to be around as much as possible, which was easy as you also lived in Monaco. But after the last race before summer break, none of you had heard from him.Â
Looking at flights, you quickly replied to the group saying that you could go. One of the many perks of working remotely was that you could pick up your computer and go anywhere, so leaving to help Lando was a no-brainer. There was a flight leaving tonight, so you purchased that and started to pack.Â
You wished the world could see him the way that you did. He was a caring, down-to-earth friend who would do anything for the people he loved. It was hard for anyone who knew him not to like him, and it was hard for you not to be in love with him.Â
It hadnât taken you long after meeting him to fall for his charm, but he had been dating someone else then, so you settled for friendship. That was three years ago, and youâd dated guys since, but the feelings still lingered. He could make you feel like you were the only girl in the world, so it was easy to get sucked in.Â
Ultimately, you valued your friendship too much to ever act on it, even when you were both single. Youâd been through too much together to risk losing him. You had a hunch that he felt the same way about you because of how overly affectionate he was with you compared to everyone else and that you were usually his first call. Still, his life was busy, and you understood that a girlfriend didnât fit in that picture right now.Â
Landing in Spain around 10, you grabbed your luggage before jumping in a cab to the address Max had sent you. The Airbnb was a cute little beach cottage right on the ocean, and you inhaled a deep breath of salty air and instantly felt better.Â
The door to the house swung open, and you were greeted by what seemed to be a very irritated Lando.Â
âWhat are you doing here?â He asked, crossing his arms over his chest.Â
âMaking sure you donât do something crazy,â you replied, mirroring him with his arms.Â
âI want to be alone.â
âI donât care.âÂ
You stared at each other for a while, neither one giving in before he finally sighed and moved past you to grab your suitcase, grumbling to himself. The cottage had windows on the backside, allowing a constant view of the ocean, which you could appreciate. Lando put my luggage in the guest room before joining me as you looked at the water.Â
âYou didnât have to come; Iâm fine,â he muttered. You looked over at him with a sad smile, reaching your hand down to grab his.Â
âI wanted to come.â He gave you a small smile, and you took in his exhausted state, noting just how bad it really was.Â
âWhy donât we get some rest? Then youâll be ready for a full day tomorrow,â you suggested, and he looked over at you.Â
âIâm here to relax, y/n,â he said, and you smiled mischievously.Â
âIt will be relaxing, I promise.â
It was not relaxing.Â
You dragged Lando out of bed at 7 a.m. to go on a run, and he was not happy with you, but you were just happy he came along. Jogging through the little town, you could tell that his mood was improving as he kept pace with you.Â
Out of breath, you were hunched over as you two had climbed to the top of a dune.Â
âAre you not relaxed?â Lando teased, and you gave him the finger. âArenât you supposed to be working?âÂ
âYeah, I need to log on when we get back to the place,â you wheezed, and he handed you his water bottle. âWhat are your plans for while I work?âÂ
âOh, I donât know, scroll through social media hate, maybe watch all my old races and critique everything I did; the possibilities are endless.âÂ
Shooting him a look, you sighed, âThat would be funny if I didnât know youâd already been doing that.âÂ
He looked down at his feet, and you moved over to him, wrapping your arms around his torso. His head found your shoulder, he breathed deeply, and you held on tighter.Â
âYouâre going to be okay Lan,â you said, looking up at him.Â
âI know,â he said sadly.Â
Lando spent the rest of the day in the water while you worked, slipping away to get groceries for the night. He hadnât had time to hide all the takeout bags and boxes he had been surviving on, so you figured a homecooked meal would do him well.Â
Having dealt with him being a picky eater for a while, you were finishing up your favorite spaghetti and meatballs recipe when he came back into the house.Â
âSmells great,â he commented and you smiled. âCan we eat outside?â
âYou read my mind,â you replied, plating the food.Â
Eating on the back deck, you felt a sense of serenity as the sound of waves crashing filled your ears.Â
âThis place is amazing; how did you find it?â You asked, turning to Lando.Â
âHonestly, I just opened the app and picked the first place I saw that looked secluded,â he admitted. âI just wanted to be away from everyone.âÂ
âWe are here for you to lean on Lan,â you said softly. âIâm never going to leave you.âÂ
âI know that, but I just donât want to disappoint you,â he confessed, and your heart sank.Â
âLando Norris,â you said, forcing him to look at you. âThere is nothing you could ever do to disappoint me. I am so insanely proud of everything youâve accomplished. Please come back to Monaco with me tomorrow.â
âWhat did I do to deserve you?â He whispered, holding out his arms. You climbed into his lap, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and running your fingers through his hair.Â
âYou buy me so much shit so I have to be nice to you,â you joked and he giggled. He pulled his head back to look at you, and your breath hitched because of the lack of distance between the two of you. Shifting, you tried to move back but his grip on you tightened so you leaned down to bring your lips to his. As you were a millimeter away his phone started to ring and you rested your head briefly against his, groaning internally.Â
Sliding off of him you handed him his phone as it was Max calling. Hearing him tell Max he was coming home the next day made you smile, and you gathered all the dishes to clean up. He joined you a little later, and neither of you brought up the almost kiss; you wrote it off as something that happened in the heat of the moment.Â
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Zandvoort was a dream, and you were so glad you made the trip with your friends. The next race you were going to was Singapore and Lando had invited you, Max, and some others to hang out the week before in Portugal.Â
Your friend group had rented a big house, and you were ready to soak in the sun and relax after taking the week off work. Pietra and you had flown in together and met up with everyone that night at dinner.Â
âHi, Iâm Mary,â a girl you didnât recognize said to you, holding out her hand. You smiled back warmly, introducing yourself.Â
âMary and I met at a shoot early this year,â Pietra explained, and you nodded. You chatted with her for a while over dinner, glad to have another girl on the trip.Â
You were less happy the next day when you watched this girl throw herself at Lando every chance she got. Right now, you were watching as she asked Lando how to show her how to hit the ball off the tee at the golf course where you guys were.Â
âYa know I went golfing with her two weeks ago, and she had a perfect swing,â Pietra muttered and you grimaced, watching Lando wrap his arms around the girl to guide her swing. It seemed like she would find a way to touch him no matter where you went. Up against him at dinner, clinging to him in the pool, leaning on him while you were watching a movie.Â
At this point your jealousy was flaring up and you were trying to keep your composure, especially because this girl had been nothing but nice to you. What made it worse was that Lando entertained it, accepting her advances right in front of you. Your mind replayed that almost kiss back in Spain and the way the two of you had gotten closer since that trip. It had seemed to you that something was changing in your relationship, but clearly not. The whole trip you felt like your heart was being ripped apart and you were starting to wonder if you needed to take a break from being around him until you could get over your crush.Â
Two nights before you were supposed to leave the group ended up at a club downtown as a pre-celebration for what you predicted would be a Lando win in Singapore. Rounds and rounds of shots were taken and you were dancing with Pietra on the dance floor trying to have a good time.Â
You briefly glanced back at the VIP section, and your stomach dropped. Mary was sitting on Landoâs lap, and you watched as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. Water instantly filled your eyes, and Pietra looked concerned before following your gaze. She looked at you with such sadness that you decided then and there that you were done.Â
Leaving the club you walked back to the Airbnb alone. You werenât sure if it was your drunkenness or just the emotional exhaustion of the situation but you started to get angry. Time after time, you were there for him and this is what you got back. It would be different if he had made it clear from the start that he wasnât interested but he didnât do that. He slept in your bed back in Monaco on nights like these, he spoiled you constantly with gifts, and you knew that he had told other drivers on the grid to back off from you, laying a claim.Â
God, you were so fucking over it.Â
You gathered all your stuff and threw it in your suitcase, calling for a cab to take you to the airport. You made it down the stairs just as Max was coming in. His face fell as he saw your bag.Â
"No y/n donât go,â he pleaded, and you shook your head, already feeling tears start to fill your eyes.Â
âI canât fucking do this anymore Max,â you said, voice cracking. âI have to protect my heart.âÂ
âYou know he loves you,â he said moving towards you to hold you. âEveryone knows that.âÂ
âIf thatâs true, why have I watched him with her this whole weekend? Why did I just watch him sit there when she stuck her tongue down his throat right in front of me,â you yelled and Max stayed silent. âExactly. I need some space to figure out how things can move forward between us.âÂ
Max helped you carry your bag outside and the two of you stood silently waiting for the car. Just as it pulled up, Lando walked up to the house, alone.Â
âY/N!â He called out, not seeing your suitcase yet. âWhereâd you run off too? I was looking for you.âÂ
You turned around and his eyes widened seeing your tear stained face, his gaze flickering down to your bag.Â
âWhatâs going on?â He asked hoarsely and you just shook your head turning back to get into the car before you started to sob.Â
âLet her go mate,â you heard Max tell him and you looked out the window to see him holding Lando back. The sight made you cry harder as the car finally drove off.Â
Landoâs POV
Watching the car disappear down the street, Lando turned to Max, panic and confusion colliding in his mind.
âWhy is she leaving, Max? What the hell happened?â
Max let out a sigh, his eyes searching Landoâs face with a mix of frustration and pity. âMate, sheâs in love with you. And honestly, youâre in love with her too, even if you havenât figured it out yet.â
Lando froze, the weight of Maxâs words hitting him harder than he expected. He thought of all the moments he spent with youâthe late-night talks, the shared laughter, the comforting silence. He thought about how heâd let Mary get close, but each time she reached for him, a nagging feeling crept up inside him.
She isnât you.
The thought was so painfully clear now. It didnât matter how kind or fun Mary wasâshe wasnât you. And suddenly, he realized why none of it felt right.
âI need to go,â Lando said suddenly. âI need to go to the airport.âÂ
He took off down to the main street hailing a cab but when he finally got there, you were gone.Â
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You skipped the Singapore GP. You didnât even watch it on tv so you didnât know why everyone was wondering why despite winning, Lando looked miserable standing on the podium.Â
He had texted you a million times begging you to call him but you declined the call everytime. You were trying to move on. Youâd started running again in the mornings, working out of coffee shops, and hanging out with your girlfriends. Basically you were doing everything in your power to not think of him; and it worked until 10pm each night. Then you were miserable.Â
It was two weeks after Singapore when you heard knocking at your door one evening. You werenât expecting anyone so you were especially surprised to see Oscar standing on the other side of your door. Considering he didnât live in Monaco, you didnât really know what to say, just stared at him silently.Â
âMay I come in?â He asked politely and you nodded, stepping aside to let him through. âNice apartment.â
âThanks,â you replied following him into the living room. âWhat are you doing here?â
He settled down on your couch, motioning for you to join him and you sunk down on the other side.Â
âI need you to tell me what happened when you and Lando were in Portugal,â he said slowly and you immediately looked away.Â
âIt doesnât matter,â you mumbled, playing with your hands.Â
âIt does matter,â Oscar insisted. âItâs okay if you finally rejected him but I need to know how to fix him.â
Your head snapped up, âI didnât reject him Oscar. He basically rejected me.âÂ
âThereâs no way,â Oscar said, shocked and you told him everything that had happened from you flying to Spain for him to him making out with that girl at the club.Â
âTrust me when I say that Iâm not trying to invalidate your feelings, but I feel like this is a big misunderstanding,â Oscar said and you rolled your eyes. âHe is so in love with you y/n. All he does is talk about you.â
âThen why did he never tell me!â You said, voice rising. âIâve been there the whole time Oscar, and he has never said anything. I want to be with someone who isnât afraid to love me.âÂ
Oscarâs heart broke at your words, knowing you were feeling this way.Â
âI came here y/n, because he is a mess without you,â he said. âIâve never seen him like this and itâs starting to affect his racing so Iâm begging you to at least think about talking to him.âÂ
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You would have thought that Lando would stop texting after a while but he didnât. Every morning he texted you âgood morningâ and gave you updates on his day even though you werenât responding. His plan seemed to be to slowly chip away at you until you were ready to come back and unfortunately it was working.Â
Brazil was the next race that your friend group was attending and you went back and forth on what you should do before finally deciding to book a flight. Max must have told Lando because you immediately were notified that your flight had been upgraded and your hotel had been booked.Â
Because of a work event, you werenât going to be able to get there until Saturday night and probably wouldnât see Lando until qualifying or after the race. You joined Max and Pietra on the track, bright and early on Sunday morning and you were wondering how Lando would survive with it being this early in the morning.Â
Oscar gave you a big hug when he saw you and you could tell he was incredibly relieved that you were there. Qualifying was 20 minutes away and you heading towards the Paddock club when you turned a corner and were immediately wrapped up in two arms. Inhaling his familiar scent, you relaxed into his touch.Â
âI missed you so fucking much,â he said into your ear and you hummed in reply. You were still unsure about pretending like nothing ever happened. He pulled back to look at you and his excitement was contagious, pulling a small smile out of you.Â
âWeâll talk later okay?â He asked and you nodded. âI have a lot of things I need to say to you.â
He kissed your forehead before running off and you tried to keep your cool. Qualifying was good for him and you were feeling good about the race but a little nervous about the weather conditions.Â
Sitting with Max and Pietra in the paddock club the mood was very much anxious. Lando had been doing great until a red flag reset everything. He had fallen down because of pitting and you watched as he went off the track on that first turn, your heart sinking. The rest of the race was a blur and he finished in P6 which you knew would not go over well with him.Â
After the race, you felt hesitant heading back to the McLaren hospitality area. You werenât sure if heâd want to see you, especially in his disappointment. But as you lingered by the entrance, you caught sight of him. Lando was drenched, exhausted, and his usual radiant energy seemed dimmed. Still, he locked eyes with you, a faint smile managing to pull at the corner of his lips.
He walked over slowly, stopping right in front of you. âYou waited for me?â
âOf course I did, Lando,â you replied softly, feeling the gravity of the moment settle in. âI always do.â
He nodded, then glanced around at the crowded area. âCan we go somewhere⊠quieter?â
You followed him through the paddock until you found yourselves outside in a secluded spot overlooking the track. For a moment, neither of you spoke. Finally, Lando took a deep breath.
âI was an idiot,â he began, voice raw with honesty. âYou donât know how many times I replayed that trip to Portugal, thinking about what I couldâve done differently. I didnât understand how much it would hurt you⊠I was blind to everything but my own mess.â
You opened your mouth to respond, but he kept going, unable to hold back.
âYouâve been the best part of my life for years, and it took almost losing you to realize how much Iâd taken you for granted. Iâm sorry, y/n. I thought I was protecting you by not⊠admitting how I feel. I thought if I never said it out loud, maybe itâd hurt less. But I canât pretend anymore. I love you.â
Hearing those words, the walls youâd built around yourself began to crack, the anger and disappointment from before softening as you looked into his eyes.
âIâve loved you for so long,â you whispered and he gave you a soft smile.Â
âI know, Iâm sorry I didnât see it before.âÂ
When he kissed you, it was tender and full of all the unspoken words and missed opportunities between you. As you pulled away, you both smiled, feeling the weight of the past couple of weeks finally lift.
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princesses explode things too!
synopsis: katsuki is tasked with the bedtime story today, and he shows you and your daughter his own version of a princess story.
pairing: timeskip!bakugou katsuki x f!reader
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the quiet hum of the night settles over your home, and as you lean against the doorframe of your daughterâs bedroom, you canât help but smile.
inside, katsuki sits on the edge of the bed, arms crossed, glaring down at the open storybook in his lap as if itâs personally insulted him.
"alright, brat," he grumbles, his voice low and rough as he tries to keep it from waking her up. "you wanted a story, so listen up. weâve got a badass queen, explosions, andâ"
your daughter, tucked under the covers with wide, eager eyes, interrupts him, her small voice cutting through the intensity of his storytelling. "papa, I want a princess story!"
bakugouâs brow furrows, his signature scowl deepening. "a princess story? thatâs lame. why would you want a princess when you can have a warrior queen blowing things up?"
"princesses can fight too!" she insists, her tiny fists balled up in determination, a spark in her eyes that reminds you of her father.
you stifle a laugh, watching the interaction unfold. katsuki, in all his gruffness, isnât built for soft, fluffy stories. still, heâs trying.
"fine," he mutters, flipping a page aggressively.
"once upon a time, there was a queen. but she wasnât some weakling waiting to be saved, got it? she had explosions in her hands, just like me, and she blew up anyone who tried to mess with her."
your daughter giggles, her smile wide as she squirms under the blankets. "she had explosions?!"
"yeah, yeah," katsuki waves her off, but his lips twitch into a small, almost imperceptible smile.
"and she didnât need any stupid prince to save her either. she took down a dragon by herselfâboom!" he claps his hands together for emphasis, making your daughter laugh even harder.
you take the opportunity to step further into the room, catching katsukiâs attention. his eyes soften the moment he sees you, though his grumpy expression remains firmly in place.
"everything going alright in here?" you tease, crossing your arms as you lean against the wall.
he shoots you a look, his tone sarcastic.
"yeah, just perfect. you will be the death of me, kid," he mutters under his breath, but you notice the way he gently brushes a strand of hair from d/nâs face, his touch almost tender despite the rough words.
your daughter beams up at you. "mama, papaâs telling me a princess story! but sheâs really strong, and she blows things up!"
you raise an eyebrow, looking between the two of them. "sounds intense. shouldnât this be a bedtime story?"
katsuki sighs, rubbing a hand down his face. "Iâm trying, alright? but she keeps asking for princesses. what am I supposed to do?"
you chuckle softly, moving closer to the bed as katsuki grumbles under his breath. "maybe you should throw in a castle or two. something soft to balance out the explosions?"
katsuki rolls his eyes but doesnât argue, turning back to your daughter, whoâs still gazing up at him with adoration.
"fine. the warrior queen had a giant, unbreakable castle. but instead of waiting around inside, sheâd climb to the top and jump off it like a badassâ"
"katsuki!" you scold, lightly tapping his arm. "thatâs not calming."
your daughter, however, is delighted, giggling uncontrollably at the idea. "like a pro-hero! like you, daddy!"
he shoots you a smug grin, clearly proud of himself for entertaining her. "see? she loves it."
with a playful sigh, you sink down on the bed beside them. "alright, letâs compromise. maybe after she jumps off the castle, she finds a... magical garden with flowers andâ"
"and traps!" katsuki adds, smirking as he leans into the story again. "where she fights off anyone dumb enough to step foot in it. but she doesnât get scratched âcause sheâs too fast."
your daughter is practically bouncing now, excitement filling the room as she claps her hands together. "she sounds so cool!"
"of course she is!" katsuki boasts. he glances over at you, his expression softening a bit. "but after all that, she finally goes to sleep. âcause even the strongest queens need to rest, right?"
your daughter yawns as if on cue, her eyelids drooping despite her best efforts to stay awake. "right..." she murmurs, snuggling deeper into the blankets.
you exchange a look with katsuki, both of you smiling as she finally gives in to sleep. katsuki leans down, pressing a quick kiss to her forehead before pulling the covers up to her chin.
as you both stand and quietly make your way out of the room, katsuki glances at you with a grin. "told you my version would work."
you hum with a roll of your eyes before asking, "by the way, who is the badass queen?"
he looks at you. "you, obviously," he says, rolling his eyes before smirking. "my very badass wife."
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Cockwarming with TXT
MDNI!
Unprotected sex, kinda dom txt x sub f!reader, breeding kink in junâs
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Soobin
You guys are having the self-care night that you do every so often. You havenât seen each other in a while, so you pull out all the bells and whistles. Thereâs music playing softly as you help each other relax and refresh so lovingly. You gave each other mani-pedis and he even helped you shave.:(
He helped apply your face mask and you crawl onto his lap to help put his on. His hands immediately crawl under your (his) shirt to rest his hands on your hips. Everythingâs fine until he tightens his grip and pulls you impossibly closer to him.
âI canât apply your face mask like this.â You giggle into his chest. âIâm also going to get face mask goo on your shirt if you donât let me go.â
âI just want to be close to you.â He mumbles and even though you canât see it, you know heâs pouting.
âI donât think we can get any closer than we already are.â You place your hands on his shoulders to push yourself back a bit. His hands drift down to your butt tapping twice.
âWe couldâŠ.â He trails off, hoping you get the hint.
âBin, this is self-care night! A sacred tradition that cannot be paused for sex!â You scold him playfully while repositioning yourself to finish fixing his mask.
âWe donât have to do anything! Just want to be inside you.â He tightens his hold and shifts you onto him. You can already feel him growing hard.
âYou promise not to move until we finish?â You say already not believing him. âYouâre sure you can handle it?â
âOh, I can handle it alright.â He scoffs. âCan you?â
âOkay, letâs do it.â
Soobin makes quick work of sliding down your panties and opening you up for him. Slipping down his shorts and boxers and easily lifting you to position himself.
As he slides home, you both release a sigh. You close your eyes to adjust and calm yourself. Your walls flutter around him, pulling him in further, further.
âWell, I canât not move if youâre going to attempt to milk me.â
âIâm not trying to!â You hit his shoulder. âIâm sorry Iâm not immune to a monster trying to rip me apart.â
âA monster?â He smirks. âYou flatter me.â
âYeah, yeah, hush so I can finish your face mask.â
He does hush and let you finish your work. After that, you each take turns applying a lip scrub. While wiping his off, you see his lips looking so pink and pouty. You canât help but lean in closer for a peck.
WellâŠ. It was meant to be a peck. Youâre not sure who did it, but one of you decided it was meant to be a deep kiss. Soobin makes quick work of sliding his tongue into your mouth and mapping out the already familiar space. You clench around his dick and at that point, can you really blame him for thrusting up?
You both let out moans and⊠wellâŠ. You know what happens next
âYou liar!â
âYou started it!â
âI did not! I just wanted to kiss you!â
âAnd what am I supposed to do? NOT fuck you after that? Be serious.â
Yeonjun
When you told Yeonjun he didnât need to use a condom because youâve been on the pill for a few months, you didnât expect him to turn into an omega in heat.
You didnât expect him to fuck you six ways to Sunday and then some. Heâs put you in every position in the book and even added a few you didnât know existed and it doesnât seem like heâs going to stop anytime soon.
Right now heâs got you in a classic mating press and his dancer hips are putting in work. You can barely remember your own name and the only sounds leaving you are broken moans. Tears are falling from your eyes but Jun just kisses them away.
âItâs okay, baby.â He pants out. âIâm almost done, just gotta make sure it takes.â
âHuh?â
âGotta fill you up, okay? Gotta get you pregnant.â And with that, heâs back to thrusting so hard youâre shifting on the bed. And oh, that was kinda hot? It doesnât even make sense but he said it as if he believed it.
When heâs done (for the time being), he just flips your position and has you rest on top of him with his cock still inside. You go to pull away, but he locks his arms around your waist.
âStay.â He says with such conviction. âWeâre gonna go again in a bit.â
âJun, I donât even remember what day it is, what do you mean go again?â
âI already told you what the goal of today is.â Is all he says in reply, pulling you into a soft kiss.
Neither of you can stay still very long with his quickly hardening cock inside of you, so it's no surprise that you start again soon.
Beomgyu
It was originally a bet. Beomgyu wanted to test if heâd be able to focus more on the game with you warming him, and you pointed out how he canât even handle getting under the desk support. Being the person that he is, he took this as a challenge, and that led you to now.
Youâre fully naked, warming his cock while heâs only in a shirt. Headphones on, and pushed as close to the desk as possible so he can reach the keyboard with ease. It sounds like heâs doing fairly well and if it wasnât for the way he clenched his teeth anytime he wasnât yelling at his teammates, youâd think he was completely unaffected.
Thatâs all fine and good, but what about you? Youâre bored. You donât have your phone and you canât even see the screen. You can only alternate between looking at your bed or Beomgyuâs face/neck.
Really, he canât blame you for finding a way to entertain yourself, can he? You start small, leaning into the crook of his neck and leaving quick kisses, running your hands up his chest. His arms tighten on your sides, but he doesnât really react outside of that.
You then move to licking and sucking lightly. Not enough to leave marks, but enough for him to feel it. Once you do that, one of his hands leaves the keyboard to mute his mic and the other finds your waist.
âBe good, and let me finish.â He says tilting his head down to make eye contact with you. âIâll play with you after, okay baby?â
âIâm not even doing anything.â You pout up at him. âI canât see the screen and youâre yapping my ears off.â
âHmm.â He pouts down at you. âAnd whose fault is that, huh? Keep those pretty lips and hands to yourself and Iâll make it up to you after this game okay?â
âBut-â Youâre cut off by one of his teammates yelling at him to move already. Beomgyu fixes you with a look, unmutes his mic, and quickly focuses on his game again.
You figure that since he doesnât want you to touch him, youâll just touch yourself. You lean your head back on his shoulder and slide one of your hands between your bodies to rest on your clit. You rub it softly at first and let out a sigh.
The stimulation makes you clench around Beomgyu and he tries to look at you but you donât move. After a few seconds, he just goes back to the game. Gradually speeding up your movements, you bite your lip to keep your noise down. Your other hand rests on his other shoulder to ground yourself.
It feels, surprisingly, good. Good enough that youâre pretty sure you could come from this alone. Youâre so caught up in your pleasure that you donât realize that Beomgyu hasnât spoken in a while, you also havenât heard the keyboard either. The only sounds in the room are your soft sighs and the wet sounds of your pussy (if you realized, youâd probably be mortified).
Just when youâre on the edge of your release, Beomgyu grabs your waist and pulls you completely off of him.
âWhyâd you do that?â You ask around a gasp.
âIf I knew youâd be such a slut, I wouldnât have asked you to warm me while I game.â Is his bored reply. âIf I hadnât left the game, everyone wouldâve heard you being a needy whore.â
You promptly look away from him.
âOh, so now you have some shame? I told you Iâd make you feel good if you let me finish, but you always need to get what you want, huh?â He pushes you onto the desk and stands. âI can never be nice to you. You always have to be a little brat, huh? Whereâs my good girl?
âI am good!â You protest. âI was just bored.â
Yeah, the defense sounds weak even to you.
âYeah? Well now youâve got my attention and youâre not gonna like it.â Beomgyu promises with a cruel smile.
Taehyun
You donât remember who suggested you cockwarm Tae while he writes lyrics, but you think theyâre very smart (that alone leads you to believe it was him, but semantics). Itâs just another form of quality time between the two of you, but so much more than that at the same time.
Youâre resting on your elbows scrolling on your phone while heâs being kneeling behind you (bless his body) as he works. His lyric book is quite literally on your ass so he has a space to work but itâs fine. You can totally do this all the time. If you stumble upon a really good video, you can almost forget heâs inside you completely.
Or, at least your mind can. Your body, on the other hand, cannot. Tae feels you dripping on his knees and the bed. He can feel your walls fluttering around him every so often. And really, what kind of boyfriend would he be if he just let his pretty girl suffer?
Even if you donât know it yourself, your body is telling him that you need him. He has to do something. And really, heâs been working for nearly an hour, thatâs enough time. Youâve been so good for him, itâs time to give you what you need.
He tosses his book onto the floor and pulls you up onto your knees, startling you.
âTae-?â You can even finish until heâs leaning over to hook his head over your shoulder, reaching so so far into you.
âShhh baby,â he says sweetly, placing a kiss on your cheek. âIâve got you. Youâve been so good for me even though you needed me so bad. Let me make it better, hm?â
And now that he mentions it, youâre aware of just how wet everything is. How nice and heavy he feels inside you. How if he doesnât fuck you in the next few minutes you just might die.
And fuck you he does. He has to reward his baby for waiting so patiently.
Kai
âSo, we just⊠stay like this?â Kai asks from behind you with one of his hands hovering unsure above your naked hip.
âYeah! And we watch the show!â You say pointing to the anime playing on the tv.
You see, you wanted to try cockwarming while watching anime. It would take a time when you and Kai relax together and make it even more relaxing!
Sadly for Kai, the absolute last thing he feels right now is relaxed. He really doesnât want to move, but itâs just- itâs hard okay? He has his pretty girlfriend naked and pressed against him. His cock is snug between your walls and it feels good. Of course, it feels good, but it could be better, right?
It wouldnât even just feel better for him, it would feel better for you too. He waits for a bit to gauge how youâre doing, and it seems like youâre content to remain like this for the show. Kai doesnât think he can handle that- actually, he knows he canât.
He starts shifting a bit. Trying to find a comfortable position, until he just decides to just thrust shallowly. Itâll be subtle, right? He could pass it off as finding a good position, right?
With that in mind, he takes a tighter grip on your hip and pulls out just the slightest bit before going back in. And fuck, even just that is leagues better than staying still. You donât even seem to have realized.
He continues on like that and, oh, has it always been this hard to stay quiet? Maybe itâs the nature of what heâs doing, using you like this while youâre content to watch the show. Is this a kink? It definitely feels kinky. Whatever, heâll think about it more when he isnât trying to chase an orgasm.
On your end, youâre thanking every god you can think of that Kai needs you just as much as you need him. From the second he slid inside you, you knew you were done for. So when he started thrusting, you couldâve cried from happiness. As you feel Kai push you nearly to the edge, you grab his hand and move it down to your nub to help you along the way.
âSorry!â His mouth says, but his body grows more brazen. Now that the facade is gone, he doesnât have to hold back, right? He can just focus on making you feel good. And he does exactly that. Thrusting harder and rubbing your clit, to push you over the edge.
After letting you ride out your high, he pulls out and flips you onto your back. Not even hesitating to enter you again. Itâs okay, you can finish the show later, he needs you. Just take it for him, okay? Heâll make you feel so, so good.
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