#automatically making him hot af

[coldblooded-angel]

I have yet to watch topboy but i know barry is in it as an irish gangster and that’s all i care about so ummmm AU where felix accidentally witnesses his friend get kidnapped for ransom so they’re forced to take him as well but none of them know he’s rich af and jonny ends up liking him enough to protect him from the others.

[forcemeanakin]

ᴠɪᴄᴛᴏʀɪᴀ'ꜱ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ᴀɴɢᴇʟ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x ʜᴀʏᴅᴇɴ ᴄʜʀɪꜱᴛᴇɴꜱᴇɴ

Okay so this is a alternate of @hanasnx starlet!reader but with my own little twist because I just love the scenery and the glamour of the shows <3 So I present to you: VSangel!reader x Hayden Christensen (let's ignore the fact that I've been working on some of these scenarios for YEARS now).

This is hella long and nsfw, so beware. 3K.

Previous inspo: Link

BACKGROUND:

Hayden has probably seen you in a big billboard before, maybe an ad on TV, but didn't remember your name. He thought you were hot though. A pretty little thing that was probably out of an old man's league anyway.

You are in your 20's, so you grew up with the Star Wars prequels and without a doubt Anakin Skywalker was your childhood crush. Posters on your walls, watching other movies Hayden was in just to see him. Most of your classmates probably made fun of your Star Wars obsession because you were only into it because of the hot guy in Revenge Of the Sith. How wrong they were!! It was also because of the hot guy in AOTC!

Also you're like a total SW geek, but we'll talk about it later.

THE BEGINING: How did you two meet?

Considering that both of you are from different areas of show business, you had to meet in a common ground. I don't see Hayden going to a fashion show before you (and then that's the only place paparazzi can catch him for sure <3). So after a lot of thought, you two met at an Award show (my mind goes automatically to the Tiff Tribute Awards). Or more specifically, the after party.

I picture Hayden saying hello to a couple of people he knows before heading to the bar and sticking around there, just sipping on his drink and greeting whoever comes along to shake his hand and pat his shoulder.

You already saw him back on the red carpet, making your best effort to not get your drooling face captured by a paparazzi. Your stunning dress and detailed makeup made you look like a million dollars !!!

And he noticed. Fuck, did he notice.

Walking by the bar, after pep talking yourself into talking to him for like half an hour, you pulled up right beside him to order yourself a drink. A cosmo or some shit like that. Very fancy and pretty, like you.

He was hypnotized by you the second he saw you up close. Actually, the second he saw your ass swinging his way.

That was it. You two were done for the moment your gazes crossed.

He made the first move, saying a polite "hey" and offering to call the bartender for you.

You were batting your eyelashes, grazing his biceps with your long nails and giving those "fuck me eyes" that worked every time. Someone so much more mature and wise, you didn't think he would want you for something besides fucking, so why did it matter if you were a bit sluttier than you were used to?

But you started talking and it was an actual good conversation. He seemed interested in getting to know you and his jokes actually made you laugh. He was all smooth with his compliments and subtle stares at your dress.

I feel like he would give you a nickname from the very first night. Something related to your attire or the sparkle of your eyes, accentuated by the glittery eye shadow.

It would be a downright shame to let that amazing chemistry go to waste for a meaningless hookup. Luckily he didn't let that happen.

Like a true gentleman, he walked you to your car, using the back door and called it a night. Not before asking for your number and teasing a goodnight kiss.

The next day, while you were getting ready to shoot a campaign, you receive a text from an unknown number, but you immediately knew who it was.

"Hey, starlight." There's a whole other version of this with them meeting over a smoke break, but I know that's not everyone's cup of tea.

BEFORE AND AFTER YOU:

Okay so let's set some things straight. Hayden's not a public guy. he hates having his private life printed on newspapers and he's not a fan of social media. At all. Heck. he doesn't even like to leave his house on weekends. But after you? He had to get used to it. You're this generation very own Gisele Bündchen. You're everywhere. You're everything. You are the fashion world. So paps are very much included in every moment of your life.

BEFORE GOING PUBLIC:

You tried to keep it hidden as much as you could. It was not very hard with you traveling almost every day and him living in LA, at his new house. And whenever he could, he escaped to his own little paradise in Canada.

So texting was basically everything you could do.

He even learned new lingo just to keep up with you :)

But you both craved more, so the next time you were in LA, you were going to grab dinner.

The damn paps got a few pictures of you and that's when the rumors started.

At first not many people recognized him, mainly because the pictures were taken from behind him, but the curls and the outfit ratted him out to a few observant fans.

But media didn't believe them, I mean, why? And the selected group that decided to run with that narrative used headliners like: "how the fuck did the awkward guy from SW pulled y/n's ass?"

After weeks of trying to be low-key for his sake: going on coffee runs using his caps and sunglasses so people wouldn't recognize you, having dinner dates at his house and/or choosing far away locations to stroll with a bit of privacy; you gave up. Your already public life was catching up with you two. So it was better to ride the wave than to escape it and fail in the process.

BUT BEFORE ABSOLUTELY GOING PUBLIC, I love the idea that interviewers were trying to drag the information out of you. Maybe at a red carpet or at an interview with a digital magazine, people would throw you some questions to see if you bite the bait:

"So, Y/n, who's your favorite SW character?"

And you would grin knowingly but never backing down. Your answer would vary from Obi-Wan Kenobi (to mess with Hayden) or R2 when you felt like sharing some of your SW passion.

But right before you two decide to go full-on public, you decide to mess with them, for your own entertainment: "You know, I do have a soft spot for Darth Vader."

PEOPLE GASPED AT THAT CRUMB OF CONFIRMATION.

GOING PUBLIC:

It was at a red carpet

You two went in separate cars

Hayden walked first, having his picture staken and signing autographs while you barely arrived at the event

The second you entered the carpet the cameras went off on you, total focus on getting pics of your designer dress

You were posing like an absolute goddess, answering some questions with wit, trying to spot your boyfriend with the corner of your eye

Finally you locked eyes and he raised a dubious eyebrow, like saying: "Are we seriously doing this?"

And you gave him a bright beam, stretching your arm to him as he walked to you, taking your hand and kissing the inner side of your forearm before placing it on his shoulder. Fingers dropping to your waist and pulling you to him while you laugh, his mouth lowering to your ear to whisper: "You always get your way, huh?"

You chuckled and kissed his cheek, you two turning to face the cameras, just for a few seconds before moving on.

DATING:

I'll not get into the heavy details of how you two managed to make your relationship work, with your traveling and photoshoots, because fuck that. I'll only say that there was a lot of sexting and he was a fucking natural at it. Mile high club as well.

You two would still try to remain unrecognizable by the paparazzis but more chill this time.

That meant having more pictures of you on your candle lit dinners or your fun Sunday mornings in the park out there.

I JUST KNOW THERE'S A PICTURE OF YOU KISSING IN THE PARK. YOU ON YOUR TIPPY TOES WHILE YOUR ARMS ARE AROUND HIS NECK. BIG GRIN ON YOUR FACES, LIKE IT WAS TAKEN SECONDS BEFORE YOUR LIPS MADE CONTACT.

The media would still release some mean headliners but thanks to the dilf culture cultivated in social media, some were actually rooting for you. Oh, and fans were torn between you; hating you because you were clearly fucking him and loving you because since your relationship started, you gave them more Hayden content.

The SW questions were constant in the interviews and talk shows, to the point that you were always brought some type of SW merch: a Grogu plush, a kids lightsaber, a little R2 replica. Whatever it was, it was always pulled whenever the question about you and Hayden was brought up.

You still kept answering "Obi-Wan" with a laugh and no additional information. "He has the high ground." You shrugged your shoulders, shaking your head with a cheeky smile.

Later in bed, when Hayden was giving you your daily dose of healthy cum :))) pounding into you with an admirable expertise, he whispers: "Who has the high ground now, baby?"

CLICHE BUT LET ME HAVE THIS

You never revealed to Hayden that he was your childhood crush, I mean, you could have mentioned it the first night but you didn't want to approach him like a fan. And then you didn't want to look psycho so you just let it be. And now it was too late.

But then

In the middle of an interview, a girl that actually gained your honest trust, asked you the anticipated question:

"How does it feel to date Anakin Skywalker?"

And... (the next bit was written by Indy during a brainstorm and I just wanted to share the exact words <3)

"in the interview you’re visibly nervous, rubbing on your knee, leaning forward, adopting a slackened posture. “yeah..” big grin, “he was actually my childhood crush.” “no!” the interviewer says in awe. “yeah! yeah,” you kinda laugh and cover your mouth. “i didn’t tell him. is that bad?” you put your nail in your teeth to fidget, putting on a little lovable twist to your face"

And then he sees the interview and he shots you an immediate text with the link like: "Oh???"

You know what you'll come home to

He's sitting on his usual chair, reading a book when he hears the door creak. You showed up with a shy smile, his arms opening up to let you crawl on his lap. Knowing that he'll bring it up, you hide on his neck, blush all over your cheeks. Hayden is caressing your thigh up and down, while he hugs you with his other arm and snorts: “did you keep that from me on purpose?” with a little swat on your ass (Indy, 2023).

THE REACTION OF PEOPLE ON SOCIAL MEDIA AFTER THE INTERVIEW. you cackle at the comments: "Not Y/n admitting she is dating her childhood crush!! She's one of us!!!" “HE WAS NOT” “bro no 😭 i thought she was single” “darth vader. you win again” (Indy, 2023).

Also dragging you to hockey games <333 you start to love the sport because of him but at first you didn't understand shit

He laughed at your reaction when you saw the first fight in the rink

"Do they just... start beating each other up and the ref let them?" You winced exaggeratedly.

"Yup." He laughs, drinking a sip of his beer.

KISS CAM KISS CAM KISS CAM

Also opening the car door for you after a date night, protecting you from the paps???? That's a head canon I'll take from starlet!reader and apply it here because YES YES YES

FASHION SHOWS AND SOCIAL MEDIA

ofc he goes to your fashion shows !!!!! front line baby !!!!!!!! And he is so fucking proud of his beautiful girlfriend.

So motherfucking supportive it hurts.

He comes home and peppers kisses all over your face, praising you for a job well done.

"I would buy all the clothes you sell, baby"

Or if you wore something he particularly liked, he would be desperate to get home and show you just how much he loved your teeny tiny dress on the runway.

He even learned how to dress appropriately to match with your outfits. NEVER LEAVING THE CAPS BEHIND OFC !! But his personal style improved so much, we are proud of him :)

ALSO whenever he is out and spots an ad of yours he takes a picture of it and sends it to you. Maybe with a little heart or smile, or a little text like: "so proud of you baby." Sometimes he takes a selfie with the campaign!!! such a dad selfie, his head tilted back and kind of blurry because he's trying to get the right angle !!!!

also social media with him !!!! again, he doesn't have any active accounts but you do. For his sake, you don't post a lot of things about him, however, some things are too adorable not to share. And fans love you for the little crumbs you give them

A list of photos I think would be posted on this reader's insta stories:

A photo of him in the garden, checking his tomatoes. I KNOW HE HAS TOMATOES

A photo of your shadows during a coffee run. Bonus points if it's Tim Horton's and it has the Canada location tag

A photo of his back while he's making breakfast

A photo of the view from his house. Bonus points if it is from the bathroom window. Extra points if it has any indicators that you two were previously fucking in there, like steamy doors.

A casual photo of you on his couch and you can see the famous chess game

a video of you two watching the prequels and you can hear yourself saying: "omg who's the handsome guy?" when he appears and he laughs.

A photo of you with one of his caps. Bonus points if it's the Toronto Maple Leafs one.

VS FASHION SHOW

OH YES. THE GOOD PART. THE FUN PART.

He never thought he would be in this position. Front line at the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show. But he is. And he's there to support his girlfriend. Heck, that still sounds funny to him-

You're out there, strutting your gorgeous figure for the world to see: with your six inch heels, your pretty wings and tiny lingerie- You're a fucking dream. His dream.

He's there at the front line with the Proud Boyfriend club, along with Adam Levine (I know but he got us fooled for half a decade) and Caleb from Kings of Leon.

His heart is pounding hard when your face appears in the initial video where they present all of the models walking

The first time you walk, he stands up, cheering loudly and smiling brightly at you. You were opening the show!!!!! how huge!!!

You focus on the cameras and getting the pose right but when you turn, walking on the side he's in, you point at him, even blow him a kiss.

The other two times you walk, because the initial pressure is off, you can focus more on him, and shoot him a playful wink and/or wave at him. He's grateful that you're giving him that attention, now he can brag around with hard evidence. :)

They dressed you up in a very flirty little piece, a pair of panties with a black bow on your rear side. When you get to the end of the runway, you turn around and show it off, maybe even playfully shake a little.

You know you'll pay for it back home

You will also pay for flirting with the music guest in the middle of the runway

I mean, you were not flirting, just doing the regular thing of pointing at them and dancing with them for mere seconds. But the music guest really focused on you and your strut. Maybe you did take advantage of the moment to get him all jealous and get some angry sex out of it

He could understand that part of your job. It didn't mean he liked it. He made sure to send some backhanded comments in the after party to make sure the musical guest got the picture. That you were taken.

It was so fucking hot.

He loved loved loved your police woman outfit, offering to pay for it himself so you could take it with you.

He was a fan of your angelic look with the enormous big, white wings. Almost drowning you in feathers but making you look like a real life angel. You were to him at least :)

You take such cute pictures on the pink carpet <3 he's looking like arm candy, an absolute accessory of yours. And he was happy to do it ! It was your night and he couldn't be any happier to be there with you !

Although the paps did catch him while he was staring at your spilling boobs. But could you blame him? That dress was TIGHT.

Hayden also has a photo of one of your VS campaigns in a giant frame in his office <3 you were so ashamed at first but you secretly loved that he paraded you around like that <33333333

you can catch glimpses of it during online interviews

LAST BIT

You are in a talk show, talking about the VSFS 2025, when the interviewer gets all serious and jumps:

"Last question, Y/n... is it true you and Hayden Christensen are engaged?"

You open your mouth in bewilderment, scoffing loudly.

"Where did you hear that?"

"Rumors are all over the place... but is it true?"

"No! Of course not." You squealed, acting offended before cracking a sly smirk. "We are married." And you show off the rock on your left hand.

PEOPLE GO WILD.

AHHHHHHHH- I could do this forever but I need to shut up :) also let me know if you want more nsfw content about this couple :)

Also some of these are stolen from my hockeyplayer!Anakin Skywalker / hockeyplayer!Hayden Christensen private headcanons. :)

Last pic because this is how I imagine this reader and Hayden backstage:

[prettynice8]

Kinkmas Day 4: Creampie

Pairings: Itachi Uchiha x male reader

This guy

Warnings: smashing, kissing, hickeys, anal fingering actual sex this time, bottom reader, doggystyle, creampie DUH

Word count: 1272

You were walking the streets in Konoha when you caught the attention of the man, the myth, the better Uchiha brother, Itachi Uchiha himself. Though you two have never met you felt a strong attraction to each other, probably because you're both hot af but that's just a guess. (I don't give a shit about what you think about yourself, you're beautiful so just fucking deal with it because it's true.)

Though he had important Akatsuki shit to do but how is he supposed to focus on that when your hot ass is right there. So, he had a different idea.

He walked right up next to you, and you just thought it was pure coincidence that did until...

"Hi there." He randomly said, you were now a tad weirded out. Not only did this really hot guy just randomly walk up to you but he's also talking to you, the fuck.

"Hi?" You said in a questioning voice. You were still very confused on why he was trying to start a conversation.

"I just saw you walking around and had to talk to you." He expressed; no nervousness detected in his voice.

"Why?" You questioned in a sassy tone.

"Because you're hot." He answered, the only form of emotion is the light smile he has on. So that's why he did all of this, because he thought you're hot. Your face is filled with shock by the sudden confession that he said so casually. "So would you like to go to my place?"

"Why the fuck would I want to go to your place now?" You questioned back, completely dumbfounded by his obscene question. He answers this by getting right up to your ear and whispering,

"Because I want to see what this..." He answered seductively, hand resting on your ass "looks like with my cum spilling out." Though you are shocked you follow him anyway on where he is staying.

On your walk you two don't say much to each other until arriving at the hotel he is staying at for the time being. He puts his arm out, probably for you to wrap yours around, which is exactly what you do.

"Such a gentleman," you said with a big grin.

"I aim to please." He responded, a seductive undertone littered through his sentence. He led you to his room and when he closed the door, he immediately picked you right up and brought you to his bedroom. He lays you down on the bed and follows suit as he gets up on top of you.

He begins to slowly kiss you; you immediately kiss him back. Your mouths collide together in a sweet embrace when he brings his tongue to your lips asking for entrance which you automatically accept.

Your tongues begin to collide, fighting for dominance definitively in the lead. He takes over and controls the kiss, his hands going to grab your hips while yours lay around his neck. His mouth breaks away from the kiss which leads to you having a surprised and disappointed expression until he begins to kiss your neck.

He litters little kisses all throughout your face until going back to your neck, littering it with love bites and licking over said bites. His knee starts to rub your crotch, causing you to moan.

He takes off both of your shirts and proceeds to lick your perked up left nipple. He rubs the other one with his finger, causing you to moan even more. He stops though, wanting to get to the main part.

He takes off your pants first but follows closely after with his, eager to get the show on the road. He sticks his fingers into your hole and gives it a few pups until it's ready.

Finally, the best for last. Your mouth drops when you see his long dick. Like what has already been established, it's long, not super girthy but enough to where it'll do the job. He also has a trimmed yet noticeable bush.

Just seeing is enough to make you drool but your horny body doesn't have time to admire so you spread your thighs open for him. He notices this clear sign to go ahead so that is exactly what he does.

Itachi sticks his long cock into you, it takes a while due to the little foreplay and because you are awfully tight, but the main hold up is his extreme length. It's already felt like ages and it's only halfway in. He kisses you, allowing you to relax enough for it to go deep enough.

He takes a little break, not wanting to hurt you too much.

"Ready?" He questioned; you shake your head which is enough for him to continue. He starts off with a slow pace, not wanting to hurt you too much.

After enough little slow thrusts to get you used to his dick, his pace begins to increase. Finally, the pleasurable part of sex hits you and little yelps of pain develop into moans of ecstasy.

"Jesus fucking Christ you're so tight!" he moaned while thrusting into you at a quick and steady tempo, his hair beginning to stick to his forehead from the sweat. You look up and are delighted by the sight. His muscled-up body is sweaty and moving due to the, you know, fucking that's going on.

He puts your knees onto his shoulders, opening you up much more, his dick now hitting into somehow even deeper. Your moans crescendo even louder than they were before. You can feel your climax almost hitting.

"~Fuck~ I'm gonna fill this asshole with my cum." He moaned out. "Would you like that baby; your asshole being stuffed full of my cum."

"Yes, dear god please stuff me up!" You screamed out. He gives you a passionate kiss which is enough to throw you over the edge, cumming hard. He follows closely, stuffing you with his cum, just like you both wanted.

It's pretty silent after that, you both just stare into each other's eyes, you almost feel disappointed that it's over so quickly until he pulls you up to your hands and knees so you're in a doggystyle position. Thank god.

He immediately plunges right into you, the difficulty the first time being near gone. His hands have a bruising grip on your hips as he thrust into you ruthlessly. Your tongue falls out of your mouth, the overwhelming feeling of his brutal thrusts is just too much.

Moans are pretty much the only thing that can come out of your mouth, your mind to cum filled to think of anything other than Itachi. His chest meets your back as he bends down and steals a kiss from you.

The kiss is in total contrast to his harsh thrusts, being tender, loving and passionate as his tongue dances with your own.

"You're gonna be completely filled tonight, I want the only thing you think about to be my cum." He gives you a spank and that is enough to send you over the edge again, cumming harder than you have ever in your life.

He follows closely, stuffing you full. He pulls his dick out of you and a good amount of his seed drops out of your asshole. He cleans everything up, you are being in no way able to.

When he's done, he crawls into bed with you, arms wrapped around your stomach, your face nestled in his broad chest.

"We definitely have to do that again." You said before finally going to sleep. He has a kind smile on his face before following into slumber.

THE END

[beholding-moth]

I don't know what you expected when creating a gnc fire coded bastard

Asher literally checking all the blorbo boxes

my favorite thing to see is all of my friends getting slightly obsessed with my boy asher, like damn no one is immune to his 20 charisma ass where did all this rizz come from??? how did I create him????

[kirk-says-wah]

Omg I love baby Kirk with Lars. Could I get a request for Lars and Kirk matching on Tinder chatting a bit and meeting for the first time in person.

Thank you for the request! 💕

𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬

Pairing: Kirk/Lars

You can also read it here

It’s not the first time Kirk’s matched with someone on tinder. Just usually they go on one date and then never see each other again.

So when Kirk gets a new match, he tries not to keep his hopes up. But when he looks at who it is, he can’t help his chest fluttering.

The guy’s name is Lars. He’s got beautifully long brown hair and a soft smile that makes his eyes crease, teeth white and perfect. His lips looks plush and pink, and Kirk can’t actually believe this hottie just matched with him.

He doesn’t want to make the first move, he’s awkward as fuck, which is why he’s glad when he gets a message a few minutes later.

Lars: You’re so cute. Pls tell me you have good taste in music

Kirk blushes, biting his lip as he types out an answer.

Kirk: Thank you ❤️

Kirk feels a little bit exposed at the compliment, so he quickly follows up with another message.

Kirk: does heavy metal count?

While he waits for a message back, he can’t help but feel a little bit excited, even if anxiety thrums through his veins.

Lars: fuck someone’s who’s hot and has good taste in music. I must be dreaming

Kirk laughs at that.

Kirk: you’re corny af. I like it

Lars: that’s just one of my many charms

— —

They talk every day for a week before Kirk finally gets the guts to ask Lars out on a date.

Lars is just everything he’s ever wanted in a guy; he’s charming, he’s beautiful, he has a good sense of humour. He’s so kind and understanding, Kirk feels like he’s known him for months not a week.

So eventually, after some pestering from his friend Jason to just ask Lars out already, Kirk finally messages him.

Kirk: so like do you want to go on a date?

He panicks, and continues typing.

Kirk: with me I mean

Wow okay now he just feels stupid. He face palms, groaning into his hand because now he feels like an idiot.

Within seconds, he gets a message back, and he just swoons all the more.

Lars: thought you’d never ask

— —

The coffee shop is quiet when Kirk gets there. He’s wearing a Misfts shirt and some black jeans and he kinda feels like maybe he should’ve dressed up more.

He looks around, hoping Lars got here before him, but no such luck. He sighs, ordering a drink before grabbing a table in the far corner.

Ten minutes go by and he thinks he’s being stood up. Maybe Lars was too good to be true. Maybe he was being played.

He finishes his drink and decides to wait five more minutes. He can’t help but feel his heart sink. Just when he thinks he’s found the perfect match, he-

“Kirk?”

Kirk looks up, startled, only to see Lars stood over him. He’s even more beautiful in person, dressed in basically the same clothes as Kirk, but he’s got the sleeves ripped off of his tshirt.

Kirk smiles, stands up to greet him, and Lars automatically pulls him into a hug.

Kirk inhales dreamily. Lars smells like coconut shampoo and smoke and something else that just makes Kirk’s knees weak.

He pulls away after a moment, gesturing for Lars to sit down.

“Sorry I’m so late,” Lars says, brushing his fringe from his face, and oh fuck, he’s got an accent. A beautiful accent. Kirk just wants to fall into his arms already.

“There was traffic and my car wasn’t working so I had to take the bus and, fuck yknow what it doesn’t matter.”

To think, he came all this way even though everything was getting in his way just makes Kirk feel all hot.

“Don’t worry about it,” Kirk reassures, shrugging. “Shit happens.”

They talk for what seems like hours, and Kirk finds out so much about Lars. That he’s from Denmark, that he plays the drums, that he’s got a job at the local art gallery. He’s so interesting Kirk could just talk to him all day.

They talk so long that the coffee shop tells them they’re gonna close, and Kirk blushes at how much time’s gone.

“D’you want me to drive you home?” Kirk offers, knowing Lars has got to get the bus back.

Lars beams, flashing a wide grin.

“Yeah I’d love that.”

Kirk has to resist reaching for Lars’ hand as they make their way to the car. He already feels so comfortable with him, he just hopes there’s gonna be a second date because he feels like he can’t let him go.

Kirk drives them to Lars’ house, following Lars’ directions until he pulls up to a block of flats a few miles away from his own home.

When he shuts off the engine, Lars turns to him.

“I had a really good time.”

Kirk stutters for an answer, cheeks hot.

“Me too,” he finally says, loving the way Lars’ leaning towards him.

“Can I kiss you?” Lars murmurs, just mere inches from Kirk’s face.

Kirk doesn’t answer, and instead reaches up to cup Lars’ face as he dives in for a kiss. Lars tastes sweet with a hint of coffee, and Kirk can’t get enough, especially when Lars’ hand comes over to pet his thigh softly.

Kirk feels like he’s in a dream. He’s bagged the most handsome guy he’s ever seen, and things are definitely looking like they’re gonna continue.

Lars pulls away after a moment, breathless, and Kirk gives a sheepish grin, loving the way Lars’ lips look pink and swollen.

“Wanna go out again tomorrow?” Lars murmurs, hand still on Kirk’s thigh, and Kirk nods, surging forward to peck Lars’ lips one last time, just so he can savour it.

“I’d really like that.”

Lars smiles, squeezes Kirk’s thigh.

“Good. Me too.”

[wherefancytakesme]

Salty Ask List

What OTPs in your fandom(s) do you just not get?* /W/anDom! It just feels really heteronormative to me, and the art I’ve seen looks far too lovey-dovey for those two.

Are there any popular fandom OTPs you only BroTP?* /S/ylander. Wander and Sylvia are one of the very few male/female duos that are really close purely as friends. It should honestly stay that way, if not just to show how close you can be to your friends too. Also /S/keleton Dance. Wander is asexual af to me.

Have you ever unfollowed someone over a fandom opinion? Nope, I only follow crew and art blogs. But I’ve defs blocked artists who were homophobic.

Do you have a NoTP in your fandom? Are they a popular OTP?* /B/lack Eye. I just think of those two as they gayest of all 5 mains, so there’s no way I could possibly be comfortable imagining them together.

Has fandom ever ruined a pairing for you?* I almost had Sylava ruined for me. Almost. Because of... uh... a certain someone I think we all remember.

Has fandom ever made you enjoy a pairing you previously hated?* I started coming around to Tumblesquid. It counteracts with my headcanon, but I love the idea of Wander being subtly married to Jeff the whole time.

Is there anything you used to like but can’t stand now?* I didn’t mind WOY nsfw before, but now all it ever is is Dominator or one of the female characters made to look sexier than they are. People who think Dominator’s hot should actually take a look at the series as a whole, dammit. It’s good.

Have you received anon hate? What about?* Nope! I don’t allow asks.

Most disliked character(s)? Why? Lil’ Bits maybe? She’s a little gimmicky for me as a villain. At least Awesome is fun to hate... Sort of, lol.

Most disliked arc? Why? The arc that got teased in The Robomechabotatron, but ONLY because we never got a 3rd season to develop it. Now it just looks like, “Haha jk we’ll never team up again, we learned nothing.”

Is there an unpopular character you like that the fandom doesn’t? Why? The only I can think of are the sexy princesses from The Hot Shot. I think it’s funny that the staff wanted to joke about Disney princesses who are conventionally attractive and look nothing like their cartoony fathers.

Is there an unpopular arc that you like that the fandom doesn’t? Why? I guess no one’s a big fan of Hater crushing on Dominator, but while it IS a little typical, I really loved watching Hater be a dork when we know that Dominator WILL NEVER LOVE HIM.

Unpopular opinion about XXX character? Dominator’s not that hot? Just because she has an hourglass figure doesn’t make her automatically attractive. That said though, I’m not usually into those types anyway. Goth OR femme fatale.

Unpopular opinion about your fandom? Are there any opinions on us at all? We’re so small, haha. Um, I guess that we’re more determined than some think. I bet Disney’s like, “Look, see? They’re quiet now, they forgot about #SaveWOY just like we thought”. Bitch nah.

Unpopular opinion about the manga/show? Um, the old dA beta comics? Um, I guess I don’t like beta Sylvia. Maybe everybody didn’t like what a buzzkill she was, but I also found her super ugly.

If you could change anything in the show, what would you change? I’D GIVE IT A THIRD SEASON, OF COURSE.

Instead of XYZ happening, I would have made ABC happen… Instead of only getting queer rep past with little jokes, I’d put in as much blatant rep as possible. WOY’s in space, there’s no such thing as human sexuality/gender standards.

Does not shipping something ‘popular’ mean you’re in denial and/or biased? In denial, not really. Biased, it depends on the situation.

What is the one thing you hate most about your fandom? That it’s getting smaller and smaller.

What is the purest ship in the fandom? Demurra and Drake! That’s canon, but still. They are so healthy and wholesome and defy all expectations!

What are your thoughts on crack ships? They’re usually pretty fun, purely for the sake of messing around with characters that would never interact.

Popular character you hate? Awesome. I just... wanna friggin’ curb stomp him whenever he’s onscreen. (But I do like watching him get wrecked.)

Unpopular character you love? Was there ever anyone unpopular? Frederick the worm faded into obscurity pretty quick I guess, but I still love thinking about him and Ryder teaming up and the latter working out his issues through the former.

Would you recommend XXX to a friend? Why or why not? OF FUCKING COURSE I WOULD! Who the hell DOESN’T support SaveWOY?!

How would you end XXX/Would you change the ending of XXX? Oh no, I ain’t touchin’ that one. All I want is to know the intended ending. THEN I will tell you what I might have wanted.

Most shippable character? Wander, dude. He’s the fandom’s shipping bicycle. But for me personally, I ship Peepers with most everybody. Everyone male at least.

Least shippable character? Brad. He’s eventually happily married, but the dude did not deserve anyone before then. And I mean, now that he IS married, he’s off the market anyway.

[khaleesiofalicante]

"I'm sorry you were not truly loved and that it made you cruel." -Warsan Shire

Great, so we got rid of David-being-the-Prince-of-Darkness problem! Now we have the we-don't-know-who-is one!

Shadowhunters are so stupid holy fuck

Oh, mirror mirror in the sky!!! It makes sense now!!! I support Lexi's idea 100%. But I do feel this is going to leave some issues left...

The irony of finding a way to kill something that can't be killed 🥰

Something poetic about the fact that they are going to use the resources of the Devlins for themselves.... But also there's an itch I can't figure about it...

Jace and Simon are idiots 😂😂 but also, mood

I would like to personally thank you for the throne sex references kshskdjd

They had won. But it didn’t feel like it. For some reason, it felt like the worst was yet to come. yeah this feels odd

He can call Manus just by tapping the floor oh my god kshdkdk

David stop stealing demons and making them pets!!!

I agree killing Mallory would solve everything, but I am proud of my rosewood tho🥺

“Our memories are part of our identities too,” David whispered. “Who are we if not for the memories of who we have been and memories of who we wished to be?” David is a better person than me bc I would take the memories of that bitch right away, but he is also right

I agree with Rafael bc Anjali in that throne would be HOT AF🥵

Yes to Malec solving inmortality nerves in a hell dimension💙

Who tf does Hunter think he is to demand a different trial?? Its so ridiculous is kinda funny lmao

Yeah I don't love that decision either but there's nothing left to do so...

My queen is too good for you❤️

A clean fight. Nice😎 also “Even if we’re family,” Alec said. “You mistake me for someone who gives a shit.” ???? Damn, this man is gorgeous!!!

No Max, she is a crazy bitch, I promise

No one in my life has tried to kill me before, but I don't automatically assume they love me for it, Mallory!!

Yes he met Merlin!!! They are the cutest 🥺💙💙💙

My moral compass is whatever Gigi says😌

WHAT. THE. ABSOLUTE. FUCK. JUST. HAPPENED??????? HOLY FUCK SHIT. WHAT?? HOW??? WHEN?? WHY?? HOW?? ISTG I JUMPED AND I FELL OFF MY BED BC OF THE SHOCK OH MY GOD😭😭 I KNEW IT!!! OTHER MAX IS FUTURE MAX!! Also it makes sense Nico asked for him, maybe he knows warlock math and can figure this shit out?!?!!!

I... I don't know how I am alive after that last part. I have a lot of questions. And I almost cried. And then I went to tell everything to my mom even if I knew she didn't understand shit of what I was saying but I don't care because wtf?!?!!!

Questions (I know you probably can't answer them but I will ask them bc my mind is chaos):

What did Leviathan meant??? Everything that needed to be done?? What does Legacy mean?? Although yes, the competition is not even close, obviously David wins!!

“It’s not a romcom,” Max shook his head. “It’s a love story.” WHEN I TELL YOU MY HEART STOPPED-

Who cried for eleven days??? David?? What did Mallory do?? And how?? And what was horrible enough to make Max do this??

Also the parallels here😭 Louder said first from David to Max, them from Mallory to David and finally Max to Mallory in different context, and Max saying there is nothing that could make him like her but also this and- god I want to make an analysis of this but my phone is dying 😭😭

AAAAAAHHHHHHHH

This was in equals parts satisfying, terrifying and just fucking confusing.... HOW ARE THERE JUST THREE CHAPTERS LEFT???

There is not amount of words or time that can express correctly the feelings I have rn. This was an absolute fave. I am confused. I loved it. I have questions. The quotes were on some other level. Wow. You never not surprise me!!

💙.💙.💙.

But also bold of you to asume I won't come back with more screaming

Aight aight aight. Let's look at these questions.

Oh wait.

The answer for all the questions is "you'll find out soon" lmao bye

[sivyera]

Disney characters as boyfriends/girlfriends

ft. milo j. t., jim h., evelyn d., winston d., elsa, woody, maleficent, hiro h., tadashi h.

⤷ Milo James Thatch

He always wants to be near you. Loves holding your hand and kiss your cheek. He loves reading books with you and watching documentary movies. Movies marathons overall. Will do you your favourite tea/coffee all the time. He LOVES when you play with his hair. He can be very protective. Cuddles with you are his favourite. Buying another fluffy kitty.

⤷ Jim Hawkins

Partners in crime. Saving him from the police. His mom loves you, she think Jim will be more good when he is with you. Making him small braids. Cooking together. Helping him with everything. He is very grateful for you. Nose kisses and neck kisses. Surfer races, he is always so proud when you win. He smiles sincerely whenever you are around.

⤷ Evelyn Deavor

Neck kisses all the time. Making you suit and other things when she's bored. Hugs from behind. Matching nails once a time. Sitting at her lap in her laboratory. She will give you her hoodies. She always put more perfume on it when she is about to give you the hoodie. Cooks your favourite food. Unknowingly playing with your hair. She loves it and playing with them automatically.

⤷ Winston Deavor

Dates at fancy restaurants. Helping him convince people about heroes About that they are good. Buying you expensive clothes and other things like new phone, watch etc. Doing masks together while drinking wine and watching movies. Playing with his hair when he is in stress. He is a small spoon because he feels safe in your arms. He loves getting coffee and cinnamon rolls with you every morning.

⤷ Elsa

In hot days she will cool you down. Making her braids. Anna loves you and is very supportive for your relationship. Taking coffee/tea together. Common ice skating. She trust you more than anyone. Making you little cute things from ice. She praises everything you do. Spending so much time together. She leaves you little notes when she have some things to do and have to leave early.

⤷ Woody

Spending all his time with you. He lets you borrow his hat. Deep talks. Helping him saving other toys. He loves you more than anything even more than Andy and Bonnie. His eyes gets soft when he sees you. Putting his head into crock of your neck. Loves seeing you smile. And he never fails to make you smile. He is jealous of Buzz.

⤷ Maleficent

Maleficent never thought she could fall in love again. But she did and it was the best thing she ever did. Protective gf, like even overprotective. Common flights. She always hugs you from behind and flights high just to see your reaction. She loves teasing you. Hugs from behind are her favourites. She let you touch her wings and horns. Neck and nose kisses. Jealous af.

⤷ Hiro Hamada

Cute picnic dates. Cheek kisses. Sarcastic couple. Building robots together. Cooking together. Watching movies mostly action or fantasy. Gets jealous easily. He pulls you closer to him when he is asleep. Let you paint his nails. Aunt Cass loves you. She thinks you are perfect for Hiro. Probably little spoon. Loves when you play with his hair. Medium pda.

⤷ Tadashi Hamada

Helping him with Baymax. Really sweet and caring bf. Spending so much time in his lab with him. Hand holding and really sweet passionate kisses on the lips. Loves hug you from behind. Ice cream dates. Loves seeing you in his clothes. Loves playing with your hair or when you play with his hair. Big spoon. Protective but not overprotective, he know you can handle yourself. But if you need anything he will listen. Cass loves you as well.

[violetflowerswrites]

Five Minutes

Summary: Bruce Wayne reluctantly attends a fundraising gala with his lover, a former childhood friend who knows his life as the Batman. She puts up with his rich kid brattiness while he can’t wait to mark their reunion with a quickie in the library.

Pairing: Bruce Wayne x Female Reader

Disclaimer: spoiled, angsty, and bratty Bruce. Soft boi Bruce and possessive Bruce. Sassy and teasing reader. Lots of kissing and touching. Fingering (female receiving). Consensual p in v sex. Public sex. 18+ for explicit smut and language.

Word Count: 3.6k

A/N: I still can’t stop thinking about Battison even though I watched it months ago. Here’s my take on what Bruce would be like with someone who understands him, especially when he doesn’t want to have to explain himself. The story is set in Gotham perhaps a year after the events of the movie. The smut is heavily inspired by the library scene from Atonement because it's hot AF. Enjoy Bruce in all his soft boi glory!

The quiet whirring of the elevator is the only sound that echoes through the underground caverns of the Batcave. You shove your hands deeper into the pockets of your coat, shivering in the cooler temperatures as you descend downwards, surrounded by black rock and concrete. Flickering lights blink a greeting to you as your heels click down the empty hallways towards the main foyer, where a medley of computer screens flash unflattering closeups and shaky videos of the Gotham public, and the occasional criminal. It’s dark and damp and uninviting, but even with the lights off in this maze of a secret lair, you can find your way around like it’s the back of your hand.

After all, you designed it.

“Hello?” you call out, your voice swallowed up by the vast space. “Bruce?”

Suddenly, a dark figure slams into you like a brick wall and you stumble backwards, narrowly falling on your backside before strong hands grip your back.

“Y/N. What are you doing here?” Bruce grumbles, his eyes practically glowing through the black of his mask.

“I’m fine, thanks for asking,” you huff. Bruce was never a man of many words. “Alfred said you were probably in the Batcave so I came looking for you.”

You notice a muscle tightening in the corner of Bruce’s mouth. He always hated the nickname you gave his underground hideaway. And that’s exactly why the name stuck.

“It’s been a month.” Bruce states matter-of-factly. He stands there, unmoving.

You almost burst out into laughter. For anyone who doesn’t know Bruce, they will probably think that he is just making an observation. But you know better. This is his version of throwing a bratty little tantrum, complaining that you’ve been away too long.  

You close the distance between the two of you and wrap him in a big hug, your face pressing against the woven kevlar of his bulletproof costume.

“I know, big guy. It was a long and boring business trip. But I’m finally back home. Did you miss me?” You tease him.

Bruce says nothing, refusing to move. It’s like you’re hugging a tree. A spoiled, passive-aggressive, angsty, Bat-costume clad tree. You wait for Bruce to get over himself, and simply pull his body even closer to you, your fingertips barely able to lock behind his back.

Finally, he acknowledges you by tucking his chin down on top of your head in a wordless affirmation of yes. He did in fact miss you. A hell of a lot.

In a matter of seconds, Bruce scoops you up until your ass is comfortably resting at his waist, and your legs automatically link around his torso. Your arms cling to his neck, even though you know Bruce would never drop you.

“Am I too short for you?” You immediately grin at him.

“Need to see your face.” Bruce mumbles under his breath.

You gaze back at him, curiously looking over his mask and the black eyeshadow surrounding his eyes. It has the smallest flecks of glitter in it, and you wonder what brand he must be using. You’ll have to find one that’s more matte for him.

While you’re preoccupied with Bruce’s makeup choices, the man before you decides to finally show his affection by kissing your waiting lips.

You smile into the kiss, and return it passionately.

“You’re a big baby, you know that?” You chuckle at him. Bruce makes a non-verbal grunt. “I’ll take that as a yes.” You continue to pepper his exposed skin with kisses, pressing your soft lips to his jaw and cheek and neck.

Bruce frees up a hand to grip the side of your head, a gloved thumb rubbing your cheek tenderly.

“Did you miss me?” he asks quietly.

You bury your face in the side of his neck, an aroused flush spreading across your hot skin. “Of course. I wanted you. Every night.”

Your lover reaches his hand in between you now, tickling your collarbone, and brushing his hands across the front of your chest, just barely passing over your sensitive nipples. A shudder courses through your body at his touch.

Your lips press a hot and wanting kiss to his, your hands gripping his face. “B-Bruce, if you keep touching me…” you pant, your shallow breaths mingling with his steady ones.

“Not now.” Bruce abruptly lowers you to the ground, making sure your feet are steady before letting go of you. You brush your hair out of your face, clicking your tongue in annoyance. Bruce’s emotionless mouth tugs into the smallest of smirks. Bastard.

“I’m leaving.” He says, turning on his heel.

“The gala is in an hour, Bruce.” You remind him.

“I’ll be there. Bring my suit. Take a car.” Bruce punctuates each instruction with a steel-booted step, clanking across the concrete towards his motorcycle.

“A please would be nice!” You roll your eyes, but your comment is lost in the revving of his engine and he peels off into the night, cape flapping in the wind.

God, he’s a spoiled brat.

…

Exactly 60 minutes later, the Batman shows up out of nowhere, appearing in the headlights of your car like a silent shadow.

“Jesus Christ!” You yelp, Bruce’s large body taking up space in the tiny alley where you’re parked. “Do you have to do that every time?”

Another sneaky smirk tugs at his lips, even though the man says nothing.

With an exasperated sigh, you get to work making him gala-ready. The two of you tumble into the backseat of the luxury SUV, and you quickly flick on as many lights as you can.

“Shoes. Pants. Shirt.” You pass him each item of clothing as Bruce quickly peels off his mud-soaked costume.

“God, this is disgusting. Dump it in here.” You hold out a black plastic bag.

“It will wrinkle.” Bruce states as he looks at your outstretched hands with disdain.

“Hah! It’s covered in filth Bruce. Alfred will take care of it, and hurry up. We’re already late.” You laugh at his fussing.

Bruce stuffs his long limbs into the dress clothes, while you tie up the bag and toss it into the trunk. Then, you retrieve a box of what you dorkily call the “Batman to Bruce Transformation Box” or Triple B for short.

“Okay. Time for Triple B to do its magic.” You breathe out as you settle back into the backseat.

“A nickname. Again?” Bruce looks up at you from tying his shoes.

“Gotta find fun somewhere, right?” You grin at him, “Now give me your face.”

You grab a heavy duty makeup wipe and clean off all the eyeshadow. Then you put some product in his flattened hair and comb it back, away from his face. You tuck some loose strands behind his ears and spray it all down generously with hairspray.

Bruce sputters at the mist and you ignore him. You dab some cologne onto his neck and the man has the audacity to complain again.

“I smell like a wet dog.”

“The cologne is called “Woodland Musk” and it’s very expensive so you’re wearing it.” You tut back at him. “We gotta get you picture and people ready. This gala is a big deal Bruce.”

Bruce just looks at you with disappointment, and sighs. If you weren’t rushing to get him ready, you would have taken a picture of his pouty face. It’s a side he only shows to you. And maybe Alfred.

You take out a small velvet box and hand it to him while you brush off his suit jacket. Bruce opens it to find a shiny pair of silver cufflinks, engraved with cursive initials T.W.

“These are my father’s.” Bruce observes quietly.

“Alfred thought it would be nice. After all, you will be donating in his name tonight.” You glance back at Bruce, noticing that his eyes have turned down in sadness.

You gently take the cufflinks out of the box and fasten them to his sleeves. “I’m glad we can remember him in this way.” You pat his hand and look up at him, smiling reassuringly.

“Let’s go.”

…

Bruce’s eyes widen as he takes in the emerald green satin dress you’re wearing. You slip a $20 to the teenage boy who takes your coat, offering a small nod. He eagerly scoops up the tip and scurries away.

The material of the dress catches the light of a chandelier, making it ripple as you walk, like ocean waves gleaming in the sun.

“Bruce! Stop staring–we’re late!” You hiss at him, raising your eyebrows. Bruce snaps out of it and in two strides, catches up to you and offers you his arm. “You look good.” His compliment is almost lost in the quiet murmur of the crowd as you near the ballroom.

“I thought you said ‘not now’?” You turn to look up at him, eyes twinkling.

Bruce continues to face forward, his expression unreadable, but a little bit of pink colors the tips of his ears.

“We’ll see.”

The next few hours pass by in a flurry of small talk and a whole lot of ass-kissing. Your brain is whirling from trying to recall every big-name in Gotham and their wives and their children and of course, their net worth. You find a short reprieve at the bar, finally able to get a glass of wine to relieve your overworked mental state.

Bruce slides up next to you silently, his slightly furrowed brow the only indication of his discomfort at such a public event. You know he hates this kind of stuff with a passion.

“Ah, Mr. Wayne! And Ms. Y/L/N. You look lovely tonight, my dear.” A balding man with a large handlebar mustache and an equally large beer belly lifts his drink in greeting to you. You instantly recognize him as Luke “The Cowboy” Lawson, a ranch tycoon from Texas. Next to him was your real estate magnate of a father.

“Mr. Lawson! Thank you for making the trip all the way out here. How are you?” You greet him.  

“Lawson was just telling me about the water problems he’s been having on the ranches. The drought is really putting his business under. Not to mention all the illegals that keep coming over.” Your father interrupts.

You wince internally at his comments. He was never one to shy away from his political stances, and you try to avoid him for as much of the year as possible.

“I’m sorry to hear that. Is there anything we can do to help?” You reply sympathetically. You are quite fond of Lawson with his big laugh and cheerful demeanor. How he managed to stay friends with your father for all these years is a mystery to you.

“Lawson’s Ranches used to supply Gotham most of its beef and milk supply, but you haven’t been providing much for us in recent years. It’s because of the drought, isn’t it?” Bruce cuts in unexpectedly. You peer at him through the corner of your eye. His face is resolute, and determined. What is he thinking?

“Well, uh, yes that’s correct, Mr. Wayne.” Lawson carefully replies.

“Wayne Enterprises will sponsor Ms. Y/L/N’s engineering company to find an appropriate solution for your water crisis. In return, I would like you to allot a sizable portion of your supply to Gotham city, at a reduced price. As we are rebuilding, we have lost much, and food shortage is becoming a major issue. I’ll have my people draft up a contract by next week.” Bruce offers with an air of boredom, as if the solution is obvious.

“H-hold on, Bruce–” you try to interject, but Lawson and Bruce are already shaking hands.

“That sounds like a great plan.  I look forward to working with you Mr. Wayne.” Lawson smiles warmly at the two of you. “You two make a great team. Excuse me, while I make some calls.”

Your jaw drops slack as you watch Lawson leave.

“Bruce! I can’t believe you just–” you whip your head around to reprimand him.

“Can you not do it?” Bruce finally looks down at you.

“What? No, of course I can. We’ve been handling drought projects for years and Lawson is a good family friend so of course I would want to help him out, but –” you calculate the implications quickly aloud.

“Then it’s done.” Bruce states with decisiveness.

You stare at him and shake your head in disbelief, but a soft chuckle makes the both of you turn to the man still before you.

“Hah! Lawson is right. You two make a great team. You always have, ever since you were children playing around in that great big mansion of yours, Bruce. I’m sorry, I find it hard to call you Mr. Wayne, that was your father.” Your father wipes invisible tears from his eyes, his laughter lacking actual happiness.

“Father, it has been a while. You look well.” You greet robotically, your manners ingrained in you since you grew up in the media spotlight. Perks of growing up rich you suppose.

“Yes, yes, I’m doing fine, Y/N.” Your father waves a hand dismissively. “But you didn’t tell me that you’ve been in touch with the Waynes. I haven’t seen Bruce out in public in years.”

“Father, I think you’re misunderstanding. We’re just–” you quickly intervene, knowing what your father is thinking in his calculating mind.

“We are together. I’ve been seeing your daughter, Mr. Y/L/N.” Bruce interrupts whatever explanation you were going to say with the actual truth.

“Ah! Excellent! Well, I wish the two of you well. Welcome to the family, Bruce. Call me anytime the two of you need anything.” Your father beams greedily, knowing that having a Wayne for a son-in-law would increase his fortune by the millions. Perhaps more.

He kisses you on the cheek and shakes Bruce’s hand. “Now, you must excuse me. I have more deals to secure.”

With that, your shrewd father disappears into the crowd. Your senses finally register the unmistakable clicks and flashes from cameras as the media captures every embarrassing moment of that interaction. You know you already caused a frenzy arriving with Bruce Wayne as your date, and then to see Bruce talking to your father? You could practically hear the wedding bells ringing.

You plaster a fake smile onto your face and lift up onto your toes to whisper into Bruce’s ear.

“You have a lot of explaining to do, big boy.”

…

“What the hell was that, Bruce?” You sputter in shock, hands on your hips. “First, you make a business deal without consulting me, that’s gonna cost millions for the both of us, and then you tell my father that we’re together? It’s like you want to be on the cover of tomorrow’s tabloids!”

Your infuriating boyfriend simply peruses the bookshelves of leatherbound covers, the warm browns of the library surrounding you in a comforting glow.

“You’re mine.” Bruce simply states. “They need to know.”

“W-what?” His admission catches you off-guard.

Bruce turns and walks towards you. You inadvertently step backwards until your bare back is pressed against the shelves.

“You’re mine.” Bruce repeats, his face inches from yours. He immediately kisses your lips, and you can feel your anger melting away.

You hear the rustle of his suit jacket falling to the floor and the distinct clink of his belt becoming undone.

“B-Bruce, wait–they’re gonna know we’re gone!” You whisper into his mouth, your protests sounding very feeble. Only Bruce could make you lose the battle against lust with just a kiss.

“Five minutes.” Bruce murmurs against your chest, his lips already traveling down your body.

“You only need five minutes?” You pant at him, with a teasing tone. Your lover simply looks up at you with a raised eyebrow. He’s made you cum in far less time.

“I’m not waiting anymore.” Bruce kisses the tops of your breasts, pulling down the tiny straps of your gown off of your shoulders. You suck in a breath and your head falls back against the books.

To be honest, you’ve been aroused ever since Bruce kissed you in the Batcave. You just didn’t think he would make his move at the gala, in public no less.

But, what the Batman wants, the Batman gets.

His hot mouth finds your hard nubs and suckles gently on them.

“Gah! That feels good, Bruce.” You voice out your pleasure in a loud moan.

“Shh…” Bruce chuckles as he continues to kiss your tingling skin while palming your breasts with his strong hands.

Without further ado, Bruce lifts up your bottom and perches you precariously on the edge of a shelf. He pushes the slinky material of your dress around your waist and dips a thick finger into your folds.

“No underwear?” Bruce questions.

“This dress shows everything, Bruce.” You moan appreciatively at his touch, your mind barely registering his words.

“Mmm. Tempting.” Bruce comments with a grunt. He pushes two fingers now into your pussy, his hand quickly becoming coated with your slick.

“Oh my god!” You yelp at the invasion, the pleasure overwhelming you already. It’s been a while since anything besides your own fingers have entered your core. And Bruce’s fingers are much larger than your own.

Bruce silences your noises with another tender kiss, his fingers thrusting in and out of your hot pussy in a regular rhythm. You squirm under him, your hands gripping the back of his neck and shoulders as you try not to fall off the shelf.

Wanting to make him feel good too, you reach down and find the waistband of his dress slacks. Bruce groans against your lips as your fingers gently grip his hard member and you stroke it slowly.

“You have two more minutes,” you tease Bruce, your eyes locking with his as he presses his lips to your tender ones over and over.

Bruce grabs your wrists and wraps them on the back of his neck. He takes out his engorged cock and lines it up with your waiting pussy. You stare down at his member, your body already throbbing with anticipation.

And in the next second, you’re in ecstasy.

“Ohhhh!” Your moan elongated with lust, “Bruce, I’ve missed you.”

“I know.” Bruce replies with a moan of his own, his hips thrusting up into you. He stretches you deliciously and in return, your pussy grips him as if it was made just for his cock. He speeds up, the force of his movements making books start to fall off the shelves.

The two of you pay the mess no mind, your focus occupied only on the high you are both chasing.

You bury your face in his neck, breathing in that expensive cologne that made him smell like a wet dog, but to you it was just the unmistakable scent of Bruce Wayne.

And the scent of sex.

For the next few moments, there are only the lewd sounds of wet skin slapping together and the panting moans of the two of you as you have desperate reunion sex. It’s as if the two of you have forgotten everything except each other.

Forgetting that your father and the media is gonna go crazy about your new relationship status. Forgetting that Gotham is still half destroyed from the flood. Forgetting that Bruce puts his life in danger every night as the Batman. Forgetting the sadness and the darkness that haunts every waking minute of this city.

For the moment, you have each other, and it’s enough.

“Shit!” You burst out, Bruce’s cock hits deeper than you thought possible, and it brings you the most incredible wave of bliss. “You’re gonna make me cum, Bruce!”

“Ten seconds.” Bruce grunts as he thrusts into you, speeding up. His hair has fallen out of place despite all the hairspray and you think to yourself how sexy he looks with just a bit of his bangs falling into his eyes.

Keeping his promise, you feel his warm seed spurt into your waiting pussy just as one final push tips you over the edge into body-shaking shivers of orgasm.

Your eyes squeeze shut as you press your lips to Bruce, your moan muffled by his hot mouth. If you don’t kiss him as you cum, you know that everyone is gonna hear your screams of pleasure outside in the halls.

Five minutes was definitely enough time.

Out of breath, you silently lower your body and hop down from the shelf on shaky legs. You quickly find the strappy heels that had fallen off in the midst of sex, picking up his suit jacket as well.

You place it on his shoulders as he tucks himself back into his pants. The two of you wordlessly replace the books scattered across the carpeted floor and before long, the library looks as if no one had been there in the first place.

Your hand grips the doorknob before you hear Bruce speak.

“I love you.”

You turn, brushing his bangs back behind his ears affectionately, as you gaze into the clear eyes of your lover. Your bratty, soft little Batman.

“I know.”

[toutallyahoe]

ethan/chris/heisenberg thoughts on belly bulging?👀👀

ethan will be the most prominent one with having a belly bulge on the three!!!

ethan may be canonically 5'11 but he is a 5'9 in my heart so this bitch not only feel your cock inside him, rearranging his guts (which he loves btw) but he sometimes unconsciously places a hand on his stomach and feel you move inside him

the poor man's brains just fries up. head empty, only how you are inside him because ethan is fucking weak and finds it hot af

if you place a hand over his when he touches his belly bulge, literally just softly pressed your hand on his to make him feel how big you are inside him and he will become a putty mess

chris, oh man, this man gets off on seeing himself having a belly bulge on you filling him up

chris has a breeding kink and with him noticing his stomach bulging a bit on you guys having sex, it took a moment for chris to realize its because of your big cock stuffing him and his brain automatically thought of him being filled to the brim with your children (aka sperm/cum)

like, with chris very big on breeding and witnessing his belly bulging is an absolute turn on and his ass just squeezes you tight, trying to milk you as he goes to subspace

he unintentionally does it too which is just adorable and hot that you just fullfil your boi's filthy fantasy of getting breed like the whore he is

heisenberg, this absolute bastard teases you none stop on him having a belly bulge. of course he would, he is an absolute bastard after all

heisenberg teasingly grabs your hand to place in his stomach where you can feel yourself inside him as he rides you

him prettily moaning that you are filling him up good and is asking you if you can feel yourself move and rearrange his guts

bastard loves the faraway look you send him, its cute and funny seeing you lose your mind to the thought of him fucking himself on your dick hard

and that belly bulge on him just looks so hot, you two arent stopping anytime soon

[blzzrdstryr]

Hcs with yandere Kaeya, Diluc and Childe with a willing s/o who never had a boyfriend before and is inexperienced af

Starring: Childe, Diluc, Kaeya

CW:Yandere, unhealthy relationships, emotional manipulation

Childe

As someone who spends most of his free time training Childe is not very experienced in the field of amorous endeavours, as he didn’t have a lot of romantic opportunities to begin with.

Thus, the idea of a much more knowledgeable partner puts him on edge - despite having a very carefree and cheery persona, Childe is a person who likes being in control and controlling someone who has an advantage over him doesn’t sound easy.

That’s why he’s very delighted to hear that you never had anyone before, as it automatically puts him in the position of power.

Childe will try to appear as a personification of all fairytale princes, who came into the real world straight from the pages of children’s books. He will be funny and caring, attentive and supportive of whatever you do.

He will also start to display his feelings for you in a more public way that it is socially acceptable, ranging from the simple peck to your hand to full-on passionate and deep kisses that leave you both hot and panting. If you get shy or uncomfortable, he’ll wave it off, saying that his feelings for you are intense, hence he always needs to show others how much he loves you.

The same goes for gifts - you will get shocked once you learn their price, as Childe spends enormous amount of money on them. You don’t even have to ask him, you just need to focus your gaze on one thing or the other a second too long and you’ll have it on the next day, neatly wrapped with a short loving note attached. If you confront him about it too, he will reason that he loves you and in his eyes you deserve everything, no matter how pricey or hard to obtain it is.

All in all, Childe will appear as a perfect boyfriend in your eyes, and once he’s sure in his image he will slowly manipulate you. He will feed some of your insecurities, subtle enough for you to miss his involvement, but it will be enough to make you feel undeserving of him.

In the end you will cling to him, feeling inadequate in yourself and he will cease this opportunity. Childe will get more possessive than he ever was, he will demand you to act or dress a certain way, to cut off your friends and family, to stop going out without his company and you will comply, too afraid to lose him.

Diluc

Diluc gets very happy once he learns that you never had a partner before, because he has a certain “pure” image of you in his head and this fact is the confirmation of said “purity”.

Moreover, he is far from being charismatic, it’s easy to misinterpret his words and actions, and the fact that you had someone before would make him feel lacking in comparison.

He views you as someone innocent and incapable of doing anything wrong, which fuels his protective tendencies and now that he knows you’re also inexperienced he gets even worse as he starts to think that you’re too naive for your own good.

He will be a very controlling and possessive boyfriend, demanding to know what and when you did every time he has to be away from you.

If you try to object, he will state he’s just worrying about you and it's a normal thing to do when you’re dating.

Whether you believe him or not doesn’t really matter as he will try to make you as dependent on him as possible. You don’t need to work when you’re dating the richest person in Mondstadt, nor should you keep contact with your old friends - Diluc has heard some very incriminating things about them, so it’s better if you drop them off.

The same goes for any social contact - you don’t need to shop or hand pick something, be it a dress from atelier or book in library, as Diluc can send some off his staff to do it. He says it’s for you, so you don’t spend your time and energy doing menial, boring chores and dedicate them to him or the things you actually like.

You will believe Diluc’s words of course, failing to notice how much lonelier you’ve grown after meeting him.

Kaeya

Kaeya is usually very indifferent to the number of partners his current dates had, but you’re an exception to this, of course, as he starts to feel strangely possessive over you, scorching hate rage rising up everytime he thinks you had someone before him.

The news of you being inexperienced doesn't quell his possessive tendencies, but it brings satisfaction to Kaeya nonetheless. He experiences a selfish and almost primitive burst of pleasure after thinking that he’s the first person to do this and that with you.

Even if you break up, you will still think of him every time you do something with your new partner because you did it with him first, Kaeya muses, not that he’ll allow you to cut ties.

One of the perks of dating someone inexperienced is that they have no frame of reference, you never had a boyfriend or girlfriend before, so there’s no competition between him and your exes, no high bars to achieve. Kaeya can be easily the most handsome, caring, witty and funny person you’ve ever dated if he’s the only person you’ve ever dated.

It doesn’t mean he will allow himself to be less than a perfect boyfriend, no he’ll play his part even harder, so you will consider him a man straight out of your dreams, but he’ll let some of his manipulations creep in.

One of the benefits of the experience in general is ability to spot red flags and you could realize that Kaeya is subtling guiding you towards the vision he desires you to be if you’ve ever dated before, but alas you didn’t and that’s why you allow him to slowly change you.

He will exploit all of your deepest insecurities to make you dependent and needy, so you can’t imagine even breathing without him.

Kaeya will replace your moon and sun and the whole world below.

[rogue-durin-16]

MATCHUP FOR:

Anon

She/her, INFP, Hufflepuff. 5'2, curvy, but not overweight (yet, lol), blonde hair, blue-green eyes. My most defining traits are sarcasm, sense of humor and love of all animals. I'm a sarcastic little shit, but I'm never mean about it. Making people laugh makes me light up like a Christmas tree on the inside. Humor is how I cope with pretty much everything. Like I said I love animals and I have 2 cats, 2 dogs, 3 rats and a bunny. If I could afford it and had the space and the time I'd have so many more. 🤗Pet peeves, people who don't return their shopping carts, people who don't use turn signals. People who lack empathy or are rude make me want to go feral. Flaws, I can be passive aggressive. I don't like conflict so the things I bottle up come out that way. Also am too cynical and don't trust most people easily. Once I do though, I'm your ride or die. Lol. I talk (and type) too much sometimes. I've always been very insecure about my appearance and have never considered myself attractive. I have pretty bad anxiety, but if one of my friends is doing worse I usually go into mom friend override and I can do the thing then. I definitely want to take care of people I care about but feel pretty helpless to do so a lot of times. 😞 I love going to the beach (I live in Florida and grew up on the south Jersey shore), watching movies (love MCU and LotR) and tv, music (mostly pop punk/emo, but I love 80s, 90s, 40s, 50s, indie) and baseball. My favorite shows are Brooklyn 99, The Good Place, Pushing Daisies and Buffy. Oh and when I'm not broke AF I collect Marvel comic books. I have 4 boxes of them rn. I'm mostly a homebody but when I actually get to travel I love exploring new places. I love going to museums too. Mostly art, but I love learning about history and science so I like those types of museums too.

From Band Of Brothers I Ship You With:

George Luz

Ship dynamic:

Chaotic Duo™

Quote:

«‌There is no light at the end of the tunnel, so it's a good thing we brought matches.»

You need someone to keep up with that energy you got going on, and that someone is George Luz.

The heart eyes he gives you the moment you start talking... lord, have mercy. He gets teased constantly.

He won't tell anyone but he loves that your shorter than him. He also finds you extremely hot and that he does tell people. Honestly, the whole teasing situation is entirely his fault.

You two probably start off as acquittances, given that you don't trust people easily and George doesn't want to pressure you into a friendship or more that you don't want.

You do love to have a laugh with him, which doesn't automatically bring you two closer but it definitely makes you find a seemingly superficial common ground.

Self deprecating jokes are your thing and that's fineee but maybe you two should seek help, just sayin'.

He's gonna talk over movies to annoy you, but literally just smack him and it'll shut him up, sending him into a fit of giggles.

Okay, here's how it's gonna go, because Luz is... Well, he's Luz, he'll apologize later, first let me explain.

You're going to be having one of those moments y'all anxiety ridden helpers have— the 'my mind cannot take this' moment, and you're going to spiral. Now, I don't know if it's Luz taking you aside or you walking away because You Need A Moment and Luz follows you.

Point is, it's just the two of you and he's going to try to cheer up his best girl; and he's gonna start saying all the good things about you (which is going to take a while).

He's gonna get extra hyped because you're amazing and no matter in which state you are at the moment, definitely not a good one though, he's going to leap forward and kiss you.

I mean, bet that brings you out of the mental breakdown but was that really the moment?

And that's when he apologizes. He's dying to kiss you again though, this time properly, and he tells himself he's going to think it through.

The moment comes when you're both cracking up because you two have this little competition of who can make the other laugh harder and you're a little too close, and he gets overly excited again.

Before he knows what's happening, boom, his lips are on yours. He pulls away and tries to apologize again but I mean, it was a good kiss and you're not having a meltdown so... ;)

He's kinda shocked when you kiss him but oh, boy does he enjoy it.

You tease him about it afterwards, like the sarcastic little shit you are. He doesn't get upset, of course; on the contrary, he returns the teasing.

Though it's gonna take more to break him than to break you, he's eventually gonna reach his tipping point too, and your mom instincts are going to kick in.

Let me tell you, he's never felt more grateful or at home than when you take care of him.

George likes to take you to the beach, because he gets to play with you in the water. Playing meaning he annoys you until you give him the same shit back.

You're gonna have a problem with the passive agressive part, because he does bottle things up as much as you do. You two have to work on that; maybe together it'll be easier.

He buys you comics for like half the price. God knows where this boy get the things from but we're not gonna question it.

You two are chaos personified. You know when two people fuel each other to the point where it looks like they're on drugs? That's the two of you.

[sodamnradd]

After reading ACOSF I have an unpopular ship prediction for Nesta *SPOILERS BELOW*

Okay so I just finished ACOSF and I don’t think Nesta x Cassian are endgame... 

Long-winded explanation with quotes for proof below!

I think Nesta and Eris are going to happen.

Here are the reasons why (my opinions of course and I could be totally wrong but):

Maas is the queen of jumping ship and Cassian was the perfect set-off for Nesta. She needed to train and heal, just as Dorian and Chaol filled that void for Aelin in Throne of Glass. 

Nesta’s mother always told her she’d end up with a prince. If Feyre’s mate is the most powerful High Lord, does it really make sense for someone as powerful and badass as Nesta to end up with a General? I love Cassian-- but is he epic enough for Nesta? PLUS Lanthys’s vision showed Nesta on a throne, ruling a kingdom. Foreshadowing?  

Which leads me to when Az and Cassian tell Rhys he should be High King but he refuses. What if it’s not Rhys’s place? What if there should be a High Queen and it’s Nesta? 

Besides making Cassian jealous what was the point of Nesta dancing with Eris? It’s a waste of a scene solely for the purpose of Cassian’s jealousy. The reader is well aware he’s into her at this point you don’t need a jealous scene to prove it. (See quotes below to show all the details jammed into Nesta and Eris’s dances for proof). 

I suspect Rhys is aware of the possibility of Nesta and Eris, which is perhaps why he is so weary of Nesta in the first place. She may very well crush Cassian’s heart

In Azriel’s bonus chapter, he mentions that it doesn’t make sense for Elain to be mated to Lucien while Nesta and Feyre’s mates are in the Night Court. But, what if Nesta’s place is also in Autumn? The Cauldron Made Nesta more than a High Fae, it’s not out of the question for her to have more than one mate. Especially because Elain was also Made and is Lucien’s mate. 

At the end of the book, Cassian and Nesta don’t do the mating ceremony yet which means there’s a chance it won’t happen. OR if it does, it’s not to say Nesta doesn’t have the fiery spirit to walk away from her mate. 

BESIDES so much can be done with Eris’s character! He is misunderstood, just like Nesta. She is constantly telling herself that Cassian is too good for her, would she feel that way with someone like Eris? Is it healthy to feel that way about your partner? I think Eris and Nesta have a lot of commonalities and will ultimately bond on a far more emotional level. Nesta and Cassian’s relationship is mainly physical, I think Nesta needs a deeper emotional connection. 

Quotes Worth Mentioning 

Chapter Forty-Three, Eris tells Nesta “When you get tired of the animal, come find me, I’ll show you how a future High Lord plays.”

Chapter Fifty-Seven, “She held his eyes throughout each step, let him feel her supple body, how pliant it was as she arched into a cluster of notes. His hand tightened on her, fingers digging into the groove of her spine, and she let a small smile rise to her red-painted lips. She had never worn such a color on her mouth. It looked like sin personified.” -- what is the colour you automatically associate with Eris and the Autumn Court? Red, red, red! Also, this scene is hot. Too hot and descriptive for the purpose of simple jealousy.

Chapter Fifty-Seven, Nesta’s inner-monologue, “She’d seen a Queen of the Night. As merciless and beautiful as the god Lanthys had wanted to make her.” -- comparison to a Queen again, why mention it so much if it isn’t going to happen?

Chapter Fifty-Seven, “[Nesta’s] gaze locking back to [Eris] exactly as the music returned to the melody. Flame simmered in his eyes, and he spun her again.” -- they are dual flames, one is fire and the other is ice.

Chapter Fifty-Seven, “Eris had her hand again, spinning her three more times, his red hair glinting like fire as if in echo to the unchecked, dark joy bursting from her.” --Mention of red again, only a few paragraphs after describing Nesta’s red lips. Unchecked joy bursting from Nesta as she dances with Eris? My oh my. 

Chapter Fifty-Seven, “Nesta’s mother had wanted a prince for her. Cassian now thought she’d undervalued her daughter. Only a king or an emperor would do for someone with that level of skill.” -- Ding, ding, ding! Even Cassian has put it together. ALSO Nesta associated with a crown again. 

Chapter Fifty-Seven, “Eris dropped to a knee before [Nesta] and held up a hand” -- he is literally on his knee for her. A parallel with Rhys and Feyre?

Chapter Fifty-Seven, Eris tells Nesta, “Don’t believe the lies they tell you about me.”

Chapter Fifty-Seven, “Nesta’s mouth twitched to one side. ‘And you? Who do you love?’ His smile sharpened. ‘Are you inquiring about my eligibility?’ ‘I’m merely saying it’s hard to find a good dance partner these days.’ Eris laughed, the sound like silk over her skin. She shivered.” --ummm if that’s not chemistry idk what is

Chapter Fifty-Seven, Eris tells Nesta, “You’re wasted at the Night Court... absolutely wasted.” -- He’s right, Nesta should be ruling her own kingdom, not living in Feyre’s Court. 

Chapter Fifty-Seven, Rhys and Eris discussing Nesta becoming Eris’s bride. “‘And it seems foolish for you to offer me anything I want in exchange for her, anyway.’ His jaw tightened. ‘I have my reasons.’” --Cassian assumes Eris wants Nesta because of her power, but what if it’s deeper than that? So deep he’s willing to offer almost anything for her, except his firstborn. 

THEREFORE, I’m convinced Eris x Nesta is going to happen-- or another character that is a prince/king/something epic of some kind for her. 

Cassian is hot af, don’t get me wrong. I love him. But he’s not enough for a glorious woman like Nesta who needs to be pushed further so she can conquer much, much bigger things. 

Eris or not, I don’t think Nessian is endgame. 

[foli-vora]

Hi Foli! How are you? 🌸

Soo I just had a dirty thot about Frankie. Imagine you're younger sister of one of the guys and had seen Frankie a couple of times but don't really hang out with them that much, but do have a serious crush on him. And so one day you feel a bit horny while thinking of him and start pleasuring yourself in your room, but then hear some voices and suddenly there's a knock on your door. So you quickly get your hand out of your pants and the person who walks in is ofc Frankie! He extends his hand in greeting and you ofc have no other choice but to give him your hand, the very same one that was in your pants just seconds ago! But let's say you managed to vipe it on your shirt or bed first 😂

Frankie noticed you're a bit flustered and that your hand is really warm but he didn't think on it much, he just came to ask you something before he goes back in your brothers room. When he does go back, in one moment during the conversation he scratches his face and THAT'S when he smells you and suddenly everything makes sense, why you were acting weird and all and he jumps to bathroom cause suddenly he's hard and needs to calm down. Not to mention that he has a crush on you as well and maybe sometimes has imagined certain scenarios with you. But now that he knows how you smell like? Oh he's gonna be a lot more creative 😏

It would be really interesting to see these idiots trying to act all normal after and failing miserably. 😂

Nonnie I have literally JUST woken up and you’re slapping me across the face. YOU FILTHY LITTLE THING YOU. (I’m also very well, thank you for asking 🥰)

I see this happening as a younger TF crew era, maybe your brother is home after training or something and he brings his mates and wowzers young!Frankie would be the SWEETEST FUCKING BEAN plus hot af so naturally you’re like 👀 hot damn. Frankie’s obs interested but y’know, mates younger sister, it’s a no-no so he’s respectful and playful and kind but buries that growing crush.

AND THEN THAT HAPPENS. POOR GUY WOULD BE FERAL. Even the playing field a bit by having the bathroom next to your bedroom and you hear a muffled little groan and just know it’s Frankie. These idiots would be tip toeing around each other, automatically flustered when the other is mentioned/around. They’re obvious as all hell so the guys are like 😒seriously? And as soon as Frankie gets that big brother chat it’s over and you better brace for impact coz he’s on his way to you and he won’t be holding back.

DELIGHTFUL ANGEL. THANK YOU FOR BLESSING MY MORNING WITH YOUR THOT.

[ukaibitches]

First Date With Haikyuu Boys

Daichi, Sugawara, Ukai, Kuroo, Bokuto x reader

content: gn!reader, fluff

a/n: hi guys!! it’s our fist hc, we hope you like ‘em. pls send us requests and share our blog! thank you for reading :)

Daichi (coffee date)

Daichi asks you casually during lunch break

he’s waiting for you outside your class at the end of your school day

while you two are walking towards the coffee shop, he asks about your day and seems to be excited to tell you about his

you go to a local café, nothing too fancy

he picks an isolated table so you can have a calm conversation with no worries

he asks for a cappuccino and you ask for your favorite drink. You two ordered a strawberry shortcake to share.

the cafe’s atmosphere is really chill and relaxing. there are many fake plants to compose a natural environment.

the conversation died for a second and Daichi started talking with a big smile forming on his face:

“(y/n), I’ve been wanting to invite you on a date for so long! I’m so glad you accepted. I hope you’re having a good time.”

all the time you spent together that afternoon was lovely. You felt really especial.

he drops you home as soon as the sunset started

and you’re already planning your next date together

Sugawara (picnic date)

he asks you during the weekend, going to your house, since you two are neighbors

you go to a park close your houses on a sunny Sunday afternoon

Suga prepares all the snacks you’ll be having at the picnic: sandwiches, fruits, your favorite juice and some homemade candies

he is dressed casually, yet very stylishly and you’re in comfortable light clothes

you look amazing and he reminds you of it plenty of times

Since you also likes to play volleyball, even as a hobby, you bring a volley ball and the two of you play for some time while you talk about school, life and future

When you are both sitting and eating the food he made, you compliment his cooking and he confesses:

“I have to say I always had a little crush on you, since we were kids... Your smile is my favorite, (y/n)”

you feel your cheeks becoming warmer and he notices because he knows you for so long

after a long afternoon full of conversations and laughing, you two go back home together and spend the rest of the day texting each other and planning to hang out more times

Ukai (rainy night)

you’re the literature teacher in Karasuno high-school

the volleyball coach has been catching your eyes for while. You have been flirting for weeks but nothing too serious has happened yet

Ukai asks if you want to have dinner with him at his store on Friday and you obviously accepted

When the volleyball training ended, you walk to his store together with a group of Karasuno’s students: Hinata, Nishinoya, Tanaka and Kageyama

The boys suspect that something is going on between you and their coach. It is quite obvious tbh...

When the students leave, you comment on them knowing about what is happening between the two of you

“I really don’t care about what they think about us. It is our personal lives”, he responds looking at you

the dinner for tonight is two delicious katsudon prepared by him

you never knew he liked cooking

When you finished eating, there was the BIGGEST storm outside and Ukai invited you to stay the night at his place which is the store’s upper floor

you accept, thinking it may be a little awkward but it’s okay ‘cause he’s hot af

his house is small but it has everything he needs

you came up with the greatest idea to prevent an awkward silence:

“Keishin, have you ever watched ‘10 Things I Hate About You??’”

your movie night made everything easier. Now you were under a blanket, side by side, the closest you have ever been

suddenly, you feel a weight falling on your shoulder. Ukai has fallen asleep next to you. It’s the first time you’ve seen him that relaxed and calm

you lay your head on top of his and have a tranquil night, beside your crush. And he has a tranquil night beside his

Kuroo (study date)

you ask him for help in chemistry (cliché)

you two go to your house together right after class

you go direct to your room and you make sure he is comfortable. He sits on your bed and you follow him

opening your books, you two start studying and you ask all your questions, receiving clear answers since he is a genius

after a while, you start getting tired of seeing elements and equations and start talking about random subjects

Kuroo, as usual, tells a lot of bad puns and you laugh a lot somehow. This is one of his favorite things about you: your bad good sense of humor

you notice how he’s looking at you and get flustered. he’s looking at the most beautiful person he knows

“what are you looking at?” you ask curious

“I’m looking at my future girlfriend” he replies in a flirty tone

you blush really badly but surely don’t deny it...

Bokuto (festival date)

you are Fukurodani’s manager

the team was in a match against Nekoma and Bokuto had entered his ‘emo mode’

you tell him that, if he won the game, you can go to a festival together on the weekend

he automatically becomes the most focused he could ever be

at the end of the match, Fukurodani wins with Bokuto’s perfect match point followed by a wink that confirms your date on Saturday night

as the day arrived, you become nervous. you’re happy that you finally had the opportunity and the courage to invite him but you’re still afraid something will go wrong

he picks you up at 8 pm, dressed casually and looking handsome as always

as soon as he sees you, Bokuto compliments your looks and your nervousness disappears right away

the night is starry and the climate is perfect for a festival

you eat a lot and play various games. at the end of the night, you’re sure it was the best date you’ve ever had

and then the fireworks started

Bokuto is SO excited

you can’t stop looking at him. He is way more entertaining than the fireworks

he catches you starring and gives you the largest smile. you smile back

you keep wondering when will be the next time you’ll see that lovely smile and hope it wont be the last

hope you enjoyed!

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[hollandgarden]

Drinking Game (TH)

Description: After Tom and his girlfriend are snowed in the for evening, unable to attend Harrison’s birthday party, he comes up with a brillant game. Each rounds leaves one of them with more or less clothing. Who will be the winner of the head on surprise?

Warnings: smutty af (if you’re under 18, maybe don’t read), alcohol use, swearing, stupid sexy Tom 

Word Count: 1,848

***

“Hey, babe?” I called. 

Tom came swiftly down the stairs, ready to go to Harrison’s birthday party. “What?”

I shot him a nervous smile as I pulled back from the window. “The snow is coming down pretty good. News says the roads are already slick.” 

“Damn, I’ll message H. We should not risk it,” he mumbled, pushing up his glasses, and crossed his arms. “No excuse to drink then.” 

“You need an excuse?” I snorted. “We both know that’s not true.” 

Tom tapped his chin, a subtle smirk crossing his face. “Let’s have our own drinking game.” 

“What kind?” 

I followed him into the squared off kitchen and watched him take out a whole twelve pack of Coors Light. This oughta be interesting. 

“We’ll have six rounds. First five the loser has to remove an item of clothing. The sixth round, the loser goes down on the winner,” Tom explained. 

I eyed him curiously. “Basically, we’re getting shit-faced and someone’s getting head?”

He bit his lip, then chuckled “Yeah, pretty much. Sounds good, yeah?”

The look on his face alone should’ve warned me what it actually involved. But I couldn’t argue that this wasn’t going to be better than going out with friends.

“Sounds fucking perfect. Let’s get started.” 

Both of us took off our winter coats and shoes before we settled into the living room. I pulled back my hair with the tie on my wrist. Who knew how this was going to go; it was a toss up honestly. But winning the last round would be oh so fucking sweet. 

“Ready?” Tom started as he popped his tab. 

“Steady,” I countered, popping my own. 

“Go!” we both yelled and started chugging. 

Oh, boy, this first round was not going to be good for me. The bubbles running down my throat made me cringe a little and slowed me down. I went as fast as I could though, yet Tom slammed his empty on the coffee table first.

I did get better the more drunk I was. We both knew that. 

“I say jumper,” he stated, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. 

“You didn’t say the winner chose the item,” I retorted, already holding back a small burp from the carbonation. 

Tom fully smirked. “I’m adding it now. Come on, make it more fun, my love.” 

He was right on that. I barely huffed as I pulled off the navy crew neck to reveal my black lace bra. 

“Look at those,” he whistled lowly. 

I rolled my eyes. “Tom, you’ve seen them before.” 

“But they’re yours and I love them every time.” 

I couldn’t stop the heat that filled my cheeks, and that was partly due to the one drink and heater we had going. 

“Second round.”

I struggled against the same bubbly current. I chugged the liquid through the tiny hole as quickly as possible. I eyed Tom from the corner of my eye and he was doing the same; a clint of amusement sparkled. I coughed at the little bit of alcohol went down the wrong tube and I had to stop. 

He threw his arms in the air. “I win!” He gestured widely at my bottoms area. “Skirt next. I want the skirt.”

“If you say so. You won’t win every round. I’ll get one and then it’s my turn to make the call.” I stood up before I reached back for the zipper of the black and white houndstooth mini. I inched it down, Tom enjoying every second until it naturally fell to the ground. I flicked it to the side with my foot. I did sway a little and after this third I would definitely be tipsy. 

Tom leaned over to plant a sweet kiss on my lips. “I look forward to it.”

We cheered to start the third. The time slipped by as it had in the others. Some of the beer splashed onto my cheek, but I managed to win this one. I had found my rhythm finally. No more stuffing my cheeks as much as I could before swallowing and doing it again; I went straight for a fluid stream. 

I ripped one to announce the victory. There was no way to stop the giggles that followed and I covered my mouth with the hand that held the empty to hide them. “Go ahead with... your button up.” 

“Cheers, I was gett-” he lightly burped and busted out laughing. “I was getting stuffy.”

I licked my lips as he barely fumbled with the buttons. He raised his eyebrows up and down, like an idiot, as he whipped it off to reveal his beautiful chest. There was no way to not linger on the collarbone area and biceps, and I had to swallow away the sensation. 

Get a hold of yourself.

I shot up and slid into the kitchen. “Eat. We need a s-snack!”

“Get the crisps!” he yelled. 

I dramatically opened the cabinet doors and crawled up onto the counter, which was immensely unnecessary but so fun. Then I scrambled the three different bags into my arms and hurried back to him, tossing the bag of crisps to him. I ate out of the already opened bag of popcorn. The saltiness and slight crunch was exactly what I needed; though chicken nuggets wouldn’t be a bad idea either. This would do. 

Tom leaned back against the armchair with his eyes closed and munched slowly. 

“Not done already, are you?” I giggled under my breath. “I-I think… that qualifies as an automatic win for the final prize.”

“Nope!” He shot his head up. “Just resting up, darling.” 

I popped another piece into my mouth. “Let me know when.”

“When.”

“Ha ha.”

He rolled up the bag and tossed it aside. “Seriously, let’s go.” 

I scooted back up to the table, letting my legs sprawl underneath it and rest up against his. “Okay.” 

Let me save you from the gory details of my horrid slurping. Tom won his third round. I knew the crisps would soak up some of his alcohol and sober him up enough to focus. Fuck. 

Slowly, he set the can on the table and tapped his chin, “How about.... Your underwear, but leave the tights on.

I furrowed my brows. “W-why?” 

He squinted an eye momentarily and shrugged. “It’s hot.” 

There was no way I’d admit to him that I agreed. Though, this meant I had to go through the hassle of taking off the sheer black material and pulling them back on. I’m sure that was unattractive to watch; embarrassing for sure. He was the only one I’d ever do this for. 

My vision was getting blurry, and if I attempted to use my phone it would definitely end in a disaster. But a hilarious moment in the morning. Alas, I tossed it somewhere on the couch to stop myself. 

We went straight into the fifth round and I practically spilled half of the beer on my chest. Well, that was one way to win. 

“Bott-ttems.” I pointed him up and down. “Take them off, Holland.”

I gazed in pure amusement as he tried to dance them off. 

“You’re such a dork.” 

He pointed at me abruptly with a serious look. “But you love me.” 

I rolled my eyes. “I do. More snacks or should we go straight into the next?”

“Straight!” He circled his hand and plopped down to grab his last can. 

I reached over for my last and it took me two tries to pick it up. I was basically drunk. If we were at a club and anyone asked, I’d try to convince them I wasn’t. I’m sure if he asked right now, I’d do the same. It wouldn’t be believable. 

This final round was the one that truly counted, though I wouldn’t care who won. It was pleasurable to give and receive in my opinion. 

“One,” I started. 

Tom cocked a brow, bringing the can closer to his mouth. “Two.” 

I also brought the cool metal to touch my lips. “Three!” 

I tiled my head back as far as I could to give leverage for a smoother chug. It was by far the best I had done all the rounds, though that didn’t matter. It didn’t take a scientist to see how slow Tom was drinking. 

When I finished, I slammed my empty on the table and whipped my arms out. “You cheated!” 

“I cheated?” he gasped and rested a hand on his chest. “You won!” 

I giggled. “You let me win.” 

“I…” He held a finger up. “I did not… Y-you won fair and square, my love.”

Tom crawled his way over to my side and left small kisses on my neck. “Get up-p on the couch.”

I couldn’t stop the short giggles. But I backed my way up onto the couch. I rested my legs on his shoulders and eyed him. His lips left sweet kisses on the inner of my thighs and trailed all the way up. We were going straight for it; that was fine by me. 

His mouth came close to the already throbbing at the thoughts. His breath left me cringing. The laughs couldn’t be controlled as he did a few more puffs of air on purpose. It tickled and he knew that. 

“Stop that.”

Tom looked up at me for a moment with a laugh before he slid his tongue up and down. It was hot against my clit and I swallowed. He wouldn’t get the satisfaction of pleasing me so soon. 

“Not yet,” I mumbled, tangling my fingers in the soft, chocolate curls. 

Tom licked his lips, pure determination in his eyes. His mouth disappeared and the slick warmth returned. He continued his slower teases, not missing a single area. Every inch was loved. His lightly calloused hands trailed up on my outer thighs and landed on my lips for a squeeze. It caused me to shiver. 

I found myself making small pulses and moaned as I closed my eyes. His lips left sweet kisses as well. That was torturing. 

His hands pulled down the tights, only halfway, and he used them to keep my legs at his sides; this was why he wanted me to leave them on, I knew that now. I whimpered as he leaned back in. His licks turned into numbing flicks on my clit. We should’ve put a towel down; this was not something I should be thinking about right now. 

“More, Tom. Make me cum.” 

I had to sit up a little as leverage when the burning sensation began and gasped. I gripped the throw pillow beside me with my final moans and clenched. I revelled in the following shudders. It was almost better than the actual high.

“Fuck,” I breathed. The only coherent thought I had after that drunken orgasm. “I… definitely won.” 

Tom crawled his way up to give me a peck. “We both won, darling.”

I laughed. “I say we play this again next weekend.”

“I agree…. Shall we eat and binge more Teen Wolf.” 

I clapped my hands. “Hell yeah!”

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