#and ofc Martin had to recieve it

[verysaint-tropez]

I genuinely got so excited that Breekon and Hope delivered a package to Jonathan, even tho we don't know that much about them.

[calicoheartz]

kate martin smut!!! Reader is stressed about school so kate takes it off her mind 😉😉

only if you want ofc🩷🩷

𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 ; 𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐍

꣑୧ — summary | kate x fem!reader where you’re stressed about school but kate shows you how good it feels to relax !

wc ; 821

— warnings | nsfw under the cut , suggestive content , fingering , head , etc r!recieving

my master list ㇀♡

a/n : im back from my little hiatus 😊 hope u guys enjoy this one , tysm for the requests & enjoy besties !

The library was almost empty, save for a few diligent students scattered across the tables. I was one of them, hunched over my laptop with a stack of textbooks surrounding me. Finals were approaching, and the pressure was unbearable. Every page I turned seemed to mock my inability to absorb the information.

“Hey, you okay?” a familiar voice broke through my haze of stress.

I looked up to see Kate Martin standing there, her eyes filled with concern. Kate had always been a source of comfort and strength for me. Her presence alone made the world feel a little less chaotic.

“Just trying to get through this mountain of work,” I sighed, rubbing my temples. “I don’t think I can take much more.”

Kate’s expression softened, and she took the seat next to me. “You’ve been pushing yourself too hard. How about we take a break?”

I shook my head. “I can’t. I have too much to do.”

Kate placed a hand on my arm, her touch warm and reassuring. “You need to relax. Trust me, it’ll help you in the long run.”

I hesitated, then nodded, knowing deep down that she was right. “Okay, just for a little while.”

We left the library and walked to Kate’s dorm, the cool evening air helping to clear my mind. Once inside, Kate put on some soft music and dimmed the lights, creating a calming atmosphere.

“Sit down,” she instructed gently, guiding me to the edge of her bed. “I’ll be right back.”

I watched as she disappeared into the bathroom, returning a few moments later with a bottle of massage oil. My heart started to race, a mixture of anticipation and nervousness swirling inside me.

“Lie down on your stomach,” Kate said, her voice soothing.

I obeyed, feeling the tension in my body start to melt away as I settled onto the bed. Kate straddled my hips, her hands working the oil into my shoulders and back. Her touch was firm yet gentle, each stroke easing the knots of stress that had built up over the past weeks.

“Just relax,” she whispered, leaning down to kiss the back of my neck. “Let me take care of you.”

Her lips trailed down my spine, sending shivers through my entire body. I closed my eyes, surrendering to the sensation. Kate’s hands continued their magic, and I could feel the last remnants of tension slipping away.

Kate’s hands roamed lower, her fingers brushing the hem of my shirt. She lifted it slowly, her touch igniting a fire within me. I arched my back slightly, a soft moan escaping my lips.

“Is this okay?” she asked, her voice husky with desire.

“Yes,” I breathed, my body yearning for her touch.

Kate’s hands moved with purpose, sliding under my shirt and caressing my bare skin. She leaned down, her breath hot against my ear. “I want to make you feel good,” she whispered, her words sending a thrill through me.

She kissed her way down my back, her hands skillfully removing my shirt. I turned over, meeting her gaze. The look in her eyes was one of pure adoration and desire. She leaned in, capturing my lips in a passionate kiss.

Our clothes soon lay forgotten on the floor, and Kate’s hands and lips explored every inch of my body. Her touch was electrifying, each movement driving me closer to the edge.

“You’re so beautiful,” she murmured, her lips grazing my collarbone.

I reached up, tangling my fingers in her hair and pulling her closer. “Kate, please,” I begged, needing her more than I had ever needed anything.

She moved between my legs, her mouth and hands working in perfect harmony. The pleasure built slowly, each wave more intense than the last. Kate’s name fell from my lips in a desperate whisper as she brought me to the brink.

When I finally reached my climax, it was like a dam breaking. The release was overwhelming, washing away all the stress and worry that had plagued me. I lay there, breathless and content, as Kate held me close.

We lay entwined on her bed, the room filled with the scent of massage oil and the sound of our slowing breaths. Kate stroked my hair, her touch tender and loving.

“Feel better?” she asked softly.

“Much better,” I replied, a smile tugging at my lips. “Thank you, Kate. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

She kissed my forehead. “You’ll never have to find out.”

I closed my eyes, feeling a sense of peace I hadn’t felt in weeks. Kate’s presence was a balm to my weary soul, and I knew that with her by my side, I could face anything.

As I drifted off to sleep in her arms, I felt a renewed sense of hope and strength. The stress of school was still there, but with Kate’s love and support, I knew I could conquer it.

a/n : yk I had to come back from my hiatus w some juicy smut !! tysm for reading :’)

[totheidiot]

tell me about ur hamlet tma headcanons

ASK AND YE SHALL RECIEVE. okay so i haven't thought too deep into it, it's sort of like this idea i keep thinking back, never really taking it seriously. i swore, for some reason, to never write tma fanfiction because i just know i am not going to get their voices right. but. who knows.

okay, so you know how much theatre aus happen in like high school settings, right? but i was thinking like what if i changed it a bit? like the main characters would still be teenagers but i thought, what if it was some town youth club theatre thing? people of all ages can join and audition for the parts or help around backstage (i might have had this idea just for some of the older characters just to have a part). also town vibes instead of high school, it's all chaos. are those a thing? town theatres for everyone?

elias is the owner of the theatre ofc, peter lukas funds the play. jon plays hamlet obviously (imagine him delivering the 'to be or not to be' soliloquy!! better yet, imagine him saying the men delights not line !!), martin previously worked backstage for extra cash but horatio's actor became sick and he needed to play the part (like you said !!) (think of the homoerotism of jon playing hamlet and martin playing horatio !!).

at first, i had thought of tim and sasha playing rosencrantz and guildenstern but i thought of something more perfect, the most genius thing i have ever thought of : breekon and hope as r and g. IT'S PERFECT. r and g are literally always together in every scene and you cannot refer to them individually, LIKE BREEKON AND HOPE. they are like older than jon martin sasha tim, like in their mid-twenties.

so, sasha and tim need roles now. i am not so sure on them actually; polonius and laertes but not so sure. i do have a little self indulgent idea of tim playing gertrude just because but i don't know.

ophelia, i feel like either georgie and melanie ? melanie playing ophelia would be hilarious like jon and melanie have this frenemy thing going on and it's announced that they are playing love interests, they are both like, !!!!!. and melanie is like, i am so glad i died.

SIMON AS GHOST OF HAMLET SR. A GOOD IDEA IF I HAD ANY. claudius, i don't know at all. michael and gerry work in background and flyers art and they constantly get into romantic banters about if it should be more gothic or colorful. (gerard insists it should be gothic since it's more truer to the theme. michael wants to be colorful for that irony). gertrude is the director and she needs to face thousands of comparisons to gertrude from hamlet.

and lastly, i figured out the sasha-tim casting. daisy plays polonius, sasha laertes and tim plays gertrude. out of the major characters, we only really need claudius.

THANK YOU FOR READING THIS DISORGANIZED RANT !! i will think about this moree.

[ao3feed-stydia]

When I Think of Love

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by NO2800

So excuse her, if she, when she wrings the door open, may not be clad in the most genuine smile (which fades even more at the sight of the untucked flannel he is wearing together with a cap pushed down back-and-forth over his head). That however, doesn’t mean he should be looking like someone killed the cat when she briefly (very briefly) mentions the time after he asks (with surprise) if he’s late. It’s not like she’s killing the mood. It’s not like there was a mood to begin with.

But even these obstacles she can overcome. Maybe he had a rough day, maybe something happened, hell, maybe someone even died. At least that would make a decent excuse compared to the “A thing came up in the uh- woods. Certain time of the month.” She recieves without further explanation. It’s not even the disgrace of a vehicle he claims to be a Jeep and insists she climbs into before stating that no dinner reservations has been made, or the fact of that comment. It’s not, not really.

or: Life As We Know It AU with Stiles, Lydia and a LOT of suppression.

Words: 27034, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Lydia Martin, Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Melissa McCall, Sheriff Stilinski, Liam Dunbar, Theo Raeken, Allison Argent, Isaac Lahey

Relationships: Lydia Martin/Stiles Stilinski

Additional Tags: Fluff and Angst, Angst bc ofc. I don't do it unless there's angst, Character Death, I'm so sorry, i love them, Stydia, Teen Wolf, Alternate Universe, Love, Friendship/Love

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