#but turns out its gonna be closer to like 10000 words

[deepspacedukat]

For the long oneshot that I am currently like...maybe 3/4 finished with, I fully blame [read: thank] @romulanhorsegirl. Everyone say “Thank you, RomulanHorseGirl” for giving me brainrot that actually translated into an angsty, fluffy, smutty story!! 💖💜💙

I know I have a ton of other things to write, but this is ALL THAT HAS BEEN COMING OUT OF MY BRAIN FOR LIKE THREE WHOLE DAYS. I MUST EXORCISE THE VULCAN MONK FROM MY BRAIN. I’ll be posting at some point either tonight or tomorrow, depending on how quick my brain is about finishing all this.

[k-germsworld]

Karaoke

Eunha x M!Reader

Blowjob!

1.8k words

This is the first story I write when I start. So maybe the story is rough and not good enough. However, I will keep release my fantasy. So, Enjoy 😃

Hongdae is a place where Gen Z likes to go. Hongdae is a place that never sleeps. There are a variety of shops to visit like cinema, cafe, food and many more. However, there is one shop that opened very far from a crowded place but the shop is still full of customers. Many people know what the shop is, including me.

Once I reached Hongdae, I went straight to the shop but the shop was so crowded. The waiter asked all the customers to form a line and wait patiently. The line has form but the queue is too long, I can't even see the end of the line. I reached the shop by 9 pm but I already thought today was not my day to visit this shop. Luckily, the timing for queueing is short. I wait for 30mins only and my chance is getting closer. I see many people go in happily but come out angrily or sadly. I smile slyly and know they will come out like this for sure. Since my first time is also like this and this is the third time I visit.

"Sir, your turn now, enjoy," the waiter says happily. I forgot about the other then I stepped into the shop. The other waiter brings me to the counter and starts to explain the pricelist, the hostess list, and all the rules & regulations. Their price is based on the hour you sing. The starting price is 10000 won per hour.

Rules & regulation

Maximum 3 hrs per session. After 3hrs had reached you must leave.

If you pay by song, you must leave after your song ends.

If you order a hostess, then you are invited to join our karaoke challenge. The challenge is easy. You can ask for the counter to get further information.

Our shop has its scoring system. If you hit a specific score, you will get a special reward.

Score 71-80, 50% discount Score 81-90, get a second blowjob Score 91-99, Can fuck the hostess within 3hrs. Score 100, 100% discount, and can take out the hostess

After a long and boring explanation, they let me choose the hostess. They are full of hostess names and their price.

Sxwxn 30000 won

Yexxn 30000 won

Exxha 30000 won

Yxjx 30000 won

Sxxb 30000 won

Umxx 30000won

Others 20000won

I already come here for the third time and spent a lot of money to try to win. I used to choose Eunha as my partner. Of course, I will also choose her as my partner this time even though she is expensive but who cares? As long as I can hit to score 100 then everything is worth it.

Once I booked the hostess and made the payment, the waiter brought me to the room. I sat calmly and waited for her. 'Knock knock ', a girl opened the door and walked in. Eunha is wearing a black lace short lingerie with a black coat. The lingerie makes her body is more tight and hotter. At the top u can see the lingerie pushed her boobs looks bigger; at the bottom, you can see the panties can't even hide her camel toe. Just by seeing her sexy body, my cock already rocks hard. Her body part for me is a fantastic view. Her face is cute while talking to me, but she makes a seductive expression when giving you a handjob.

Eunha says no more and asks me to order a song and start the challenge. I ordered a song called " Pull Up ". This song is short and I had already trained so much for this song. I had scored 100 more than once in another karaoke room. So I have the confidence that this time I can score 100 when she gives me a handjob.

Eunha pulls off my pants and starts giving me a handjob while the intro just starts. My cock is already hard just by seeing her. She smirks at seeing this situation because she doesn't need to make my cock harder.

Starting, I sing the song perfectly. Once Eunha starts to stroke my cock, I feel like I am gonna fail again this time. Her hands are so cold compared to my heated cock. Her handjob is the best in this shop so she confidently stroked my cock at the slow pace from the head to the balls, then move opposite.

Her cold hand gave me a different excitement. I got a handjob from her three times but I can feel that every time is so different. I can hear my voice shaking, but I still can sing to the beat. Eunha hears my shaky voice but still can sing well so she stands up and comes closer to my ear. She dirty talk to me unexpectedly, " Oppa, do you wanna taste my pussy? Or you wanna grab my tits and slap my ass? Do you have the confidence to score 100, and take me out or fuck me here the whole night? " Even though she is saying dirty words, her voice is so sexy and sweet.

Her dirty words made my voice more shaky. My singing went off, I couldn't even hit the chord now. My singing voice is mixing with my moaning. As the song ends soon, Eunha stroked my cock faster and keep saying " cum for me!! " I almost reached my limit, but I will hold it till the end.

"Pull up… Pull up "

Finally, the song ends. However, Eunha also successfully makes me cum. I cum a lot on her hand. Luckily, the song ended faster than me cumming. The jukebox is entered into the calculating page. My heartbeat is beating faster as the score is calculated. Eunha cleaned her hand aside and saw the result together.

"Congratulations, you hit an 85 score! "

The system shows this sentence. I felt down when I saw the score but I felt a little happy at the same time. My record last time is below 70 so the only thing I get from Eunha is a handjob. I can finally get a different award this time from her. Eunha also congrats me on hitting 70 or above.

Eunha pulled me to the seat and kneeled between my legs. Her eyes are lustfully seeing my cock. She gets closer to my cock and smell my cummed dick. "It's smelly…. but I like it. " She used her hand and stroked again my cock to make it harder. My cock is fully erected now. She blew to my cock making my cock twitch. Eunha happily sees how my cock is twitching. After that, she stuck out her tongue and played with my cockhead. She licks from my head to the bottom then licks backwards from the bottom to my head. She treats my cock is like her toy. After several times of foreplay, my cock now is full of her saliva. She contentedly put my cock inside her mouth. She slowly swallowed my cock from the top, then the middle, then the bottom. My cock is like disappeared in her mouth. She starts moving her head up and down, her hands are playing with my balls. Her blowjob skill brings me to heaven. I becoming a moan mess just because of her blowjob. Suddenly, Eunha stopped her move and I was curious why she stopped. Before I say that, I saw her eyes hinting to me she wanna a face fuck. So, I stood up and aimed my cock to her mouth. She still kneeling and waiting for my cock.

I slowly put it into her mouth, her mouth is like a black hole. The space in her mouth is unlimited. Even if I put my whole length to her mouth, I can see no suffering from her face. I move my hips back and forth at a slow pace. After a few thrusts, I pulled out my cock from her mouth. I see my cock is drooling with her saliva. Eunha is so horny for my cock now, she is sticking out her tongue and letting her saliva dripping to the floor. Her face is so slutty and horny. Her lustful face brought my horniness to the max. I quickly insert back my cock and deep down her mouth but this time at a faster pace. I can feel her throat quivering every time I deep thrust her mouth. The normal face fuck now cannot vent my horniness, so I decided to choke her. I push my cock deep into her mouth until I can feel her throat, then I stop there and let her almost out of breath. Her struggle makes me more aroused. Her face became more struggle and patted my leg asking me to let her breathe.

I quickly pulled out my cock, seeing her finding breath and I let her rest awhile. After finding back her breath, me using my fastest speed to fuck her face this time. I holding her head as support to fuck faster. I don't care about Eunha's feelings, I just fucking her mouth like her pussy. She can't keep up with my speed so her saliva keeps dripping from her mouth.

I feel my limit is soon. I should hold for more time but her mouth is so warm and wet now making my load almost burst out. I pressed her head tight and let me cum inside her mouth. I shoot every drop of my cum inside Eunha's mouth and make sure not even one drop left her mouth. However, my cum is a large amount this time until she can't fit in anymore so she spit out some.

After every drop is inside her mouth, I pull out my cock and see how messy she is. The semen she spits out just now drops to her tits and some stick to her lips and jaw but she still keeps many cum inside her mouth. I feel so tired by just cumming one time and find a place to sit down. Eunha crawled to my side and opened her mouth wider, letting me see how much I cum inside her mouth. I am thinking she will spit out my cum after showing me but she using her tongue to play with my cum. She made my thick cum full of bubbles then swallow it. "It's tasty!"

Then, she cleans the leftover cum on her tits and jaw with her hand and put it in her mouth like drinking sauce. When I saw her slutty move, she made my cummed twice cock harder again. She notices it and says " Sorry oppa…. You can't have it anymore. These are the rules ." She smirks.

After she was done, Eunha thanked me for the thick cum and left the room. She left me alone in the room. I am not very satisfied with my performance today. However, I already broke my last record since I didn't get any service the last two times. I believe that I will hold it for her handjob and score 100 in the future. So I can let Eunha become my sex slave and cum on her every hole that night.

[a-ikuoliver]

this was like 10000% inspired by @katsukikitten's post of being just friends with kami and 😖😖

warnings: oral f!recieving, alcohol/drinking mention, kaminari rationalising that oral isn't sex if theres no penetration lmao, i wrote this in a blind frenzy seeing that post im sorry if its bad LMAO

you're always going out on not-dates with him, laughing and talking until your throat is sore and your voice is nearly gone, years of inside jokes never leaving a break in conversation before you'd burst into fits of giggling once more.

after yet another not-date with your best friend, the both of you were dropping onto his couch, your limbs splayed about, his lanky limbs tangled in yours and his head laying on your thigh, absentmindedly drawing shapes on your skin. with both of your stomachs full of gelato and eyes half lidded watching the movie in front of you.

your heart jumps into your chest when his lips brush over your thigh, your muscle tensing under his gentle, intimate touch, "you alright?"

you'd nod of course, kami had kissed you before, albeit not in quite as sensitive spot as he was now, and usually after a couple of drinks at parties. he'd mumble against your skin how soft you are, how he loves touching you, every low sentence he spoke having your heart beating harder against your sternum, needing to focus on where your hands were to not bury them in his hair.

"yeah, kami, friends kiss all the time, right?" you repeat what you both say every time you see him after another drunken kiss, both of you laughing and dismissing the tension in the air between you. he hums in agreement, twisting his body to lay on his stomach between your thighs, face nuzzling against soft skin, his fingers trailing higher up to your hips. he fiddles with the button for a moment, watching your eyes glaze over the longer he touches you.

"you and i do everything together," you watch him, nodding and humming when he speaks, well aware you both do things with each other you'd do with no one else, but neither one of you brave enough to even think the word 'relationship', hushed, he whispers against your skin, popping the button of your pants as he speaks, "if this is gonna change us, say it and we can pretend this didn't happen."

instead, you lift your hips, helping his nimble fingers tug your pants off your hips, dropping them beside the couch you'd spent countless nights on so far, never once like this, exposed, beneath your closest friend since high school. he sat still for a moment, waiting for you to tell him to turn around and finish the movie, to tell him you guys are just friends. you don't. your fingers delicately bury themselves in his hair, apprehension melting between the pair of you, simmering into something different, the same thing shared between you when you snort at his jokes, or when he doubles over, hands on his knees in a fit of laughter, or when you're scowling at him in his tiny kitchen for him to quit stealing your food.

finally, his tongue darts out of his mouth, wet tip dragging over your cotton-covered skin, the fabric doing nothing to weaken the pleasure he brought you, your soft moans had him diving in once more, tentatively flattening his tongue on the wet fabric, licking up from where your ass was sat on the couch, to your clit once more.

kaminari had you jumping, his touch doing more for you than any toy stuffed away in your bedroom, or any fling you'd had, his tongue expertly pulling you closer to an orgasm without even as much as moving your panties out of his way. panting above him, you dug your fingers into his hair, simultaneously lifting your hips to meet his tongue, whispered pleads falling from your lips between whimpers of his name until you're nearly yelling it when the wet spot on your underwear grows darker, your pussy clenching around nothing when he groans against your skin, feeling the way your thighs twitch around him, his eyes nearly black watching your face contort into an expression entirely new to him, but easily becoming his favourite, the pleasure he bestowed on you too obvious for even him to miss.

he stares at you with his tongue lazily swirling over your wet underwear until your knees close, pushing him away from your throbbing clit, panting a blind praise of how amazing that was. your heart was beating out of your chest when you finally build the courage to look back down at him, swollen pink lips, dark eyes, but the same kaminari as always staring back at you with a lopsided smile.

the same kaminari that would reassure you in the morning that its just what friends do.

@aquadenks ur boy <3

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[meloswifeyyy]

Relationship Alphabet

A - Attitude

Who often has the worst Attitude ?

Well, you obviously. Most of the time because you are hungry or you and Melo just got out of an argument. Melo usually fucks the attitude out of you anywhere, anytime tho.

B - Baby

Who wants Babies the most - first ?

Melo. He often jokes about having kids or when you are having sex he would whisper in your ear  “You trynna have my babies?” or  “You boutta have my babies ” when he nuts in you. He says that he wants 3 or more. You only want 2. You arent rushing into it.

C - Crying 

Who Cries the most in the relationship ?

You. You often cry alone when you miss Melo when he is at away games for so long. Or when your BP triggers, Melo would comfort you. When watching sad movies, or when someone you love dies. Tears of joys appear here and there. Or when you get into arguments and Melo says something wrong or disrespectful out of madness.

D - Dates 

Who has the best Date spots ?

Melo. He would often take you to fancy restaurants in L.A or Miami, or wherever you guys went. Or take you shopping at an expensive place. He would do dates at home like watching movies, have you cook dinner because he cant cook for shit, or he would have a bath waiting on you. 

E - Eat 

Who Eats the most ?   

You. You know damn well you cant survive without food. Its the 2nd best thing that has ever happened to you besides life and Melo. Cant even survive a night. If you would wake up in the middle of the night and get hungry and go to kitchen and try to sneak some food without waking Melo up, he would hear it and go to the kitchen and scare you, picking you up over his shoulder with one arm, and with the other putting the food away carrying you back to the bed because its a little to early in the morning to be eating. 

F - Freak 

Who is the Freakiest ?  

Both of you. You being the only girl that can fuck Melo like you do, and being the only girl Melo is sexually, physically, and mentally attracted to no other girl can do it like you.10/10 in bed. Now Melo on the other hand is a demon in bed. His strokes, hitting your G - Spot constantly with you feeling it in your guts. His 9 inch is almost  always on hard when he is around you. And his tongue is crazy, going in and out and on the pearl AT THE SAME TIME. Crazy right. Spelling his name out on you. He loves when you scratch his back up or give him hickeys everywhere. 10000/10. Makeup sex is the best. 

G - Games 

Who wins the most games ?  

Melo. He would always dare you to a game of Call of Duty or Fortnite to see who would win first. And he would always win. When you would play a game of Uno you would often win and he would be mad the rest of the day due to his competitiveness. But any other game he would win.

H - Happy

Who is the Happiest in the relationship ?  

Both of you. You are always happy when you guys are around each other. Even when you guys just got done arguing you are still happy that he is in your presence. Melo on the other hand is always happy with you around him, he loves to cuddle with you. Its one of his favorite thing to do. He just loves that you are in his presence. You are his other half.

I - Irreplaceable

Who is the most Irreplaceable ?  

You would say Melo but Melo would say you. Melo knows how to deal with you more than anyone else does. He knows all your spots and what you like and dont like. He notices all of your flaws and sees the good and beautiful in them. He knows your body, mind, and soul. No man has a better or brighter or bigger smile than him. He always brightens the mood. You on the other hand are different. A big beautiful smile. You know how to deal with Melo when he is sad, looses a game. You can tell when he is lying or telling the truth just by looking through his eyes. You know how to make him happy. You are the best he has ever had.

J - Jaded 

Who gets the most Jaded after doing something ?

Melo. He usually gets really bored after sitting in the house all day. He really wants to leave the house and do something fun but usually its night time and you would be taking a nap or would be sleep. 

K - Kisses

Who gives the most kisses?

Melo. He is always so clingy and that comes with all the kisses in the world. He kisses you all over your face in your sleep, even when you are sleep he gives you kisses. He loves to kiss all over your body.

L - Love

Who fell in love the fastest?

Melo. He had always had a crush on you and everyone knew you were the one for him. You just didn’t know it until you two started dating. He’s always making sure you are good. He loves your hugs. He was the first one to say “I love you”. He want kids you to have all 10 of his kids.

M - Motivation

Who gives the most motivation?

You. When melo is going to a game and is not having a good feeling about it you motivate him to push through it and win for you. 9/10 he will win or get a lot of points for you.

N - Night Owl

Who is more of a Night Owl?

Both of you. Sometimes when his ADHD is on 10 you guys stay up and listen to music, play games, go on ig live, or just fuck for 7 hours straight. Sometimes you have to tell him to got to sleep or put him to sleep (😏) because he has a game tomorrow and needs all the rest and energy he can get. It also the same for you.

O - Oral Sex

Who gives Oral Sex the most?

Melo. Trust me, you give him head a lot and it’s amazing, 10/10. But melo loves giving you head. He loves to spell his name out on you. Loves to see the faces to make you scream and shout. Loves sharing your cream with you (🥲). He loves to climb under the blanket while you are sleep for some breakfast in bed. Maybe even dinner. His lips make it even better. So glad he don’t got them white genes in his lips (😋😭).

P - Perfect

Whos perfect?

Obviously, no ones perfect but God (🙏🏾). But in your eyes no one else is better for you except melo. You couldnt imagine living life without him. Cant imagine what anyones elses kids would look like with you but. No relationship is perfect. Melo sees you as perfect. Your body. Your style. Your personality. He absolutely loves your touch. He loves touch but for you loving your touch is an understatement. He couldnt imagine his kids with anyone else but you. Cant imagine getting married with anyone else. When you guys get into arguments and sleep in seperate rooms. You barely get sleep because all you can think about is each other. How perfect you guys are for one another.

Q - Q? (Cant find a word, Tell me one and ill edit it.)

R - Relate

What traits do you guys have a like each other?

A lot. Both of your favorite food is Chicken tacos. You both love a good game of Uno. You both love sex. Duhh. Both of you guy’s love language is touch. Love playing fortnite together. Love listening to music and taking drives together. Both love lil uzi (we pretending yall💀). Just in general you guys are very alike.

S - Sex

(No question for this one lol. Y’all already know how we is round hea nahhmeannn😭)

The sex. Omgggg. The first time you and melo had sex was. So amazing. Can’t ever forget that moment. Melo is always so horny. Morning sex is the best. Sometimes a little top at the red light can turn into a few rounds in back of the McDonalds parking lot. Lucky enough all his windows tinted as hell. Or in the Victoria’s Secret fitting rooms. You guys could be listening to Chris Brown and he would really take you down, fuck you back to sleep, switch up the tempo, or make you wet the bed (i’m laughing hard ash). The hickeys. The high sex. Drunk sex (drunnnnkkk in lovvveee). Car sex. Balcony sex. All over the house sex ( i got bars.) Mad sex and Make up sex. I could go on. Sex with me so amazinggggg. (i was listening to this song while writing this one💀😫😫😫)

T - Trips

Who likes taking trips internationally?

Melo. He love to take you and a yearly or even monthly vacay. Just you and him. Turks and Caicos. Bora Bora. Jamaica. Iceland. Japan. Africa. Anywhere where you can get away from the world. The different places. The hotels. Being able to fuck anywhere and everywhere. The pools. The different air. (united states ait is so boring). The new food. The animals. You guys love the new places. He loves to see you happy and with a smile on your face.

U - U (Cant find a word, Tell me one and ill edit it.)

V - V (Cant find a word, Tell me one and ill edit it again.)

W - Right the Wrongs

Who rights their wrongs after an argument?

Usually it would be you first. If you said something that was out of pocket or melo didnt like you woukd quickly apologize. He would forgive you and still cuddle and kiss you and stuff because thats what he does. Tease you. But he would ignore you until he actually forgave you in his head. Melo would apologize and give you some bomb ass d for and apology. Or make that cute face that you can’t resist.

X - (Can’t find a word for X. Give me a suggestion and i will edit it)

Y - Young

Who acts like a Young ass child?

Both of you actually. That’s what makes you love each other the most. The laughs and jokes, the tv shows, everything you could think of. It’s nothing wrong with it at all. Y’all are always gonna bust a joke out at the right time. Maybe sometimes even the wrong time. (damn, double homicide). You guys love laughing with each other.

Z - ZZZ

Who has the worst sleeping habits?

Probably Melo. If you scooted over him even a little bit, he would probably scoot back closer to you or pull you back over to him. And the only con of that is he snores a lot. (Why this nigga snore with his mouth open?🤨💀). Sometimes if he was awake and you werent he would kiss all over you. He loves to lay on your 🍒.

Y’all welcome. I haven’t pose the one of these in a minute. This took me a whole month and a half. I’m tired as hell. 💀

[jee-ns]

warmth

pairing: roséxfem!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: slight cursing

synopsis: you saved her from dying on the annual skiing trip and she rewards you with hugs and kisses.

words: 1.5k

the hard pillow hits your face and interrupts your slumber. “wake up we're gonna be late!” the girl at your door frame yelled as she was brushing her teeth already fully clothed with a pair of skinny jeans and a hoodie.

you groaned searching for your phone that you left on the bedside table last night. “oh and i took your phone!” she yelled from the kitchen. you rolled your eyes and got up. feet hitting the carpeted floor of your room “fuck you lisa” you muttered under your breath and got up to take a shower.

when you got out you were met with lisa sitting on the counter watching a random cat video. you went beside her and made your too bitter coffee. while lisa gave you back your phone. “ms.kwon is going to pick our partners. so you’d get a chance to share a room with rosie” that name froze you up. you looked back up to lisa seeing her smug face. “she’s testing my patience” you said not ready to share a room with the park chaeyoung. “well you might even share a bed with her.” your eyes bulges out of its sockets. “what” she took her phone to show the email to you. “look” one the slightly cracked phone screen was an email stating the criteria of the skiing trip. you groaned reading it. “or i’ll probably get jennie,,, that girl never stops talking about her dogs” you rolled her eyes and lisa lightly punched your shoulder laughing.

-

arriving at the auditorium with your luggage and lisa ,ms.kwon was already calling names for the pairs who are going to be together this whole skiing trip. “jisoo and lisa , jennie and irene , roseanne and y/n” after that everything was muffled except for lisa’s annoying laugh. you came back to reality when you locked eyes with her. miss roseanne was coming your way while lisa was punching your shoulder. you pushed lisa away and was about to make a run for- “hey” she said while putting down her luggage. smiling softly at you. your cheeks turn crimson red.

“hey”

“i guess we’ll be roomies”

you laughed awkwardly not really knowing what to say. “i heard that there’s going to be one room with only one bed and i hope we don’t have get that” ouch. you didn’t realize you made a face that looked like you just got stabbed in the heart until rose leaned her head back laughing. “don’t get me wrong. i’d love to share a big bed with you. but i’m a rough sleeper” she said between laughs. “it’s alright. the chances of us getting that room is pretty low.” you smiled at her.

-

“you jinxed it”

your jaw dropped to the floor. you guys were looking in the cramped room from the doorway with your luggage behind you. “well i guess i can have a big bed that barely fits the room now” she said trying to be positive. it isn’t that bad you just have to be positive. which neither of you are.

after 20 minutes of struggling and punching the bags and slight touches from eachother you guys finally sorted out the room. “i can sleep on the floor if you want” you said putting a pillow on the ground. “ no you are absolutely not” she said pulling you on the bed. once again you flushed. “you sure?” you asked her. not wanting to invade her space. after hours of you being an annoying bitch you guys finally decided on putting a pillow in the middle to act as a barrier

-

the next day you woke up to banging on the door. “lobby in 20 minutes!” the person from the other side screamed. you groaned leaning back on the pillow. rose’s groaning was muffled by the pillow she shoved her face in.

“so how was last night?” lisa said with a smirk while wiggling her eyebrows.

“anything happened?”

you rolled your eyes “nothing happened we spent like 20 minutes sorting out our room which was not fun”

“maybe you’ll get lucky next time”

you pushed her away and paid your attention back to the teacher explaining how we can’t use the diamond path unless we have permission.

-

the top of the diamond trail was freezing you to death and the chattering of your classmates didn’t make it better. the small surface of wood you were currently on didn’t look like it could carry all of you anymore. you wouldn’t even be surprised if it collapsed underneath you. you were admiring the fine wood covered in snow when you heard several screeches from behind you. it was rose skiing down the diamond path looking like a worm that had been cut in half. you were in shock while watching her go down the snow with full speed. “now’s your chance” lisa said as she pushed you down with her. you’ve been skiing before. but never down the diamond lane. ‘god i am killing that bitch later’. you sped down the mountain of snow trying to find a blonde haired girl wearing a blue jacket. it was getting hard to see your surroundings when the snow was all over your face trying to catch a glimpse of the petit girl.

you saw her in the corner of your eyes. “rosie!” she was going down just as fast as you and she didn’t bother to look around as her eyes were tight shut. you turned your head back to the track and saw a tree that could possibly lead to rose dying.

“fuck it” you tackled her to the ground stopping her from going any faster into the tree. and it worked. you kept her in your hold until she let’s out a whimper. you opened her goggles. “hey it’s okay” you reassured her. she buried her face into your chest and the butterflies in your stomach started acting up again. “it was so scary” she said barely above a whisper and you patted her head “i know ,, now you’re safe” you grinned at her and she chuckled while hitting your shoulder. you got up and helped her up with you. “how are we gonna get down?” she looked at you with puppy eyes clearly traumatized by what happened minutes ago.

you guided her down with her hands in your own. you loved it. she was joking around with you and surprisingly you joked back. you’re so fucking touch starved. when you got it down the teachers were rushing to rose’s side bombarding her with questions. you just stood at the side not knowing what to do. “wanna get coffee?” she said with her beautiful smile on her face. of course you agreed.

you guys decided to head back to your room and finish of the coffee there. “today was a long day” she said while taking off all of her jackets that made her look like a little dumpling. “you almost got killed” you said while putting away your stuff in the closet. she skipped her way next to you to put her stuff to. “yeah but you saved me” she pecked your cheeks. you immediately turned as red as a tomato and you felt a little woozy. the butterflies are coming back but ten times harder. she then fell against the bed with her arms stretched out. you chuckled and headed towards the bathroom for a much needed shower. after you got out all dressed up in your pajamas. you walked in on rosie dancing to her playlist. she turned around and beamed while walking towards the bathroom with a towel hanging from her shoulder.

you decided to get comfy and opened your book to read right after putting a pillow as a border between you two. after a while rosie came out of the shower with her wet hair. ‘god how did she look so good with wet hair and her oversized pajamas on’ you thought not noticing yourself staring right at her. and when she caught you she just smiled and dipped into the bed right beside you while opening her phone. you guys just sat there in silence for awhile until rose closed her phone and sighed. she drew the covers above her and layed on her side. she looks up at you who’s still reading.

“y/n?”

“yeah?” you hummed.

“i need to ask you something come closer.” she urged.

you pursed your lips and shuffled closer to her “closer” you moved closer to her laying under the covers with her. she didn’t asked anything. she threw her leg above your hips and her arms circles your waist. her head against your chest. the butterflies came back like a storm you were blushing madly. you prayed that she couldn’t hear your heart beating at 10000 miles per hour. she snuggled her head against your chest. you decided to stroke her hair softly and not look like an idiot.

after awhile you two got comfortable in eachother’s embraced. with a hand on her head you asked. “were you always this clingy?” and she chuckled “i don’t know were you always this warm?” she engraved her forehead against your neck and her nose nuzzled just under your collarbone. you giggled and slightly moved back ,chuckling. “it tickles” with a soft smile on her face and her eyes barely open she just planted light kisses on your collarbones as you two drift off to sleep.

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Baby, I’m Back

Steve Rogers x F!Reader

Summary: Steve has been gone for far too long. He comes back exhausted, hurt, but, most importantly, touch starved. And you are ready to be there for him in every sense of the word.

Warnings: fluff, mentions of violence, mentions of blood and injuries, implied smut

Word Count: 1616

A/N: This was written for @justkending​ and her WC #justkendingwritingchallenge. Thank you so much for letting me participate, and congratulations to your followers! My prompt was did you just bite me? and it will be in italics in the text. Hope you all will enjoy it, and as always, feedback is gold, so let me please know what you thought about it.

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You whined in frustration and kicked the blanket off of your body. You desperately wanted to sleep, but Steve’s absence in your bed was unbearable. He had been gone for more than a month, and as much as you tried to be a strong and independent woman during the day, the facade fell off during the night, when you just couldn’t fall asleep without his strong arms around your waist.

Not that you haven’t been on two smaller missions without him, but neither took more than three days and even though you hoped you’d come back to find Steve and Natasha already back from their undercover mission, you always came to an empty apartment. You didn’t even have that much information about him, just the once in a few days report, stating that they were both fine. Nothing more than that.

You sat up in the bed and glanced at the alarm clock on your nightstand. It read 12:36, and you rolled your eyes. You asked yourself if it would be too much of a trouble for your head to shut up for just one night so that you could feel like a human being again in the morning.

It was then that you heard a weird noise coming from the front door. You scrunched your brows and squinted your eyes, your agent nature coming alive as you silently got out of the bed, taking your gun from underneath your pillow, where you always kept it when Steve wasn’t there with you, and you moved towards the open door in your bedroom.

Your eyes still didn’t adjust to the darkness, so you could only make out the crude form of the objects in front of you, and the shape of the person standing by the door. It was a man, you were sure of that. But how he got to the Avengers’ Compound unheard and unseen, that was beyond you. You wanted to scold FRIDAY for falling asleep, or whatever AIs did when the person touched the reading lamp next to your favourite armchair.

And when you adjusted to the sudden light, you could see why FRIDAY didn’t raise panic in the whole compound. There he was, your Steve, his back to you, breathing heavily, getting rid of his tactical gear and weaponry.

You willed your heart to stop pounding, and let go of the gun in your hand, and the second it landed on the couch with a small thud, Steve’s body tensed before he swiftly turned around.

When he saw that it was you, his face softened, but the tension was still there. Even in the dim light, you could still see the bruises on Steve’s face, and how dirty his gear was. The only thing you didn’t know if it was dirty from some mud, or from the blood. And if the latter, if it was his blood or somebody else’s.

But you didn’t give a damn. You sprinted across the room before you were safely snuggled against his hard chest, and his face found its way to the crook of your neck- his favourite place. You could feel him sighing a happy sigh, his arms tightening around you.

“Baby, I’m home,” Steve husked against your skin, and you pulled away, hearing the undertone in his voice. He was beyond tired, and his face bore traces of the previous fight, and you suspected that his whole body would be covered in marks like that. You knew what he was saying wasn’t even meant for you. He was reassuring himself that he was finally back from that hell.

You scraped his scalp with your nails, knowing how much he loved the feeling, and you let him melt against your body. His hands found your bare hips where your sleeping shirt didn’t reach, and he drew small circles there.

“Yeah, you’re home, baby! You’re alright, and I’ve got you, Stevie. C’mon, let’s have a relaxing shower, I’ll help you get all cleaned up, and then we go to sleep. You look like you haven’t slept in days,” you didn’t scold him, but you pointed out the obvious. Steve didn’t say anything, you just felt him nod slightly, and you knew that was all the agreement you were gonna get, so you grabbed his hand, and gently pushed him in the way of your bathroom.

Once in, you slowly stripped him off his clothes. What would typically be a sexy chore, was now no more than your careful moves, and Steve’s painful grunts from when you unintentionally touched his covered bruises. The tactical gear looked terrific and was extremely functional, but getting one out of it, especially when hurt, was the worst thing.

It took you good 10 minutes to strip Steve bare, and when you did, you checked him out once again. There was a massive gash on his back that was already healing thanks to the serum in his body, but it was still obviously painful, the bruise around it still purple-black. There were other smaller gashes across his chest and abdomen, some even on his arms and legs paired with bruises of all colours.

Steve was just standing there, in front of you, and the usually very dominant person was now obediently waiting for your commands. That’s how you knew it was really bad. You didn’t want to push him into telling what went down, even though you knew he’d have to get it off of his chest one way or the other. But that could wait after he was clean and well-rested.

You adjusted the shower so that the flow wasn’t too harsh on his skin, and when you were satisfied with both the pressure and the temperature, you took Steve’s hand and led him in. He held onto your hand for dear life, it seemed, and when you looked at him, his eyes were blood-shut, and you could see he was barely keeping them open. Still, his other hand found its way to your hip, and he pulled you closer to his body, humming when you were fully pressed against him.

His face was once again between your neck and shoulder, and when you tried to pull away to start washing him up, you could feel a slight sting where his mouth was before you felt his tongue lapping on your skin.

“Did you just bite me?” you asked, amusement evident in your voice.

You could feel Steve smirking against your skin, before he bit you again, harder this time eliciting a moan from you. It was too long since you felt his hands and lips on you, and your body reacted accordingly.

You still managed to pull away, despite Steve’s hands trying to keep in place. You raised an eyebrow at his behaviour, and he just shrugged innocently, giving you the puppy eyes.

“What? I missed you, Y/N. Is it so wrong that I want to enjoy some time with my girlfriend?”

“Let me take care of you first, and then we can cuddle till the end of the days, ok, baby? I hate to see you like this, all beaten up and shaken, and I just need to take care of my man, before I let him snuggle me to death, which I know is coming,” you joked, trying to hide the tightness in your throat.

Steve caressed your cheek, before his lips connected with yours, and you both hummed contently, being able to feel the other one after such a long time.

“I’m alright, Y/N. I’m here with you, and I’m alright. I’ve had worse, you know? All I need is to lay in bed for the next few days with my woman without giving a damn about the rest of the world,” Steve husked against your lips, and you smiled at him before you pecked his lips and squirted the shampoo into your hand.

“I know. I’ll be quick, I promise. Just let me clean you up,” you whispered before you brought your hand to his hair and applied the shampoo on his head, massaging his scalp thoroughly, revelling at the sounds leaving Steve’s mouth.

When you were ready with his hair, you moved to his body, gently kneading out the knots in his shoulders, ruffling the hair on his chest, and gently tapping your fingertips along the newly formed scars. Steve let you do your thing, knowing that there was no avail in fighting you. You hated to see him like that, and that’s why he hoped you’d be already asleep when he came back.

But at the back of his mind, he was thankful you were up. He needed to feel your skin against his, he needed to hear your voice to bring him back to Earth. Natasha has tried to tell him that none of what happened was his fault, but he still couldn’t help and blamed himself. He wanted to tell you all about the mission, just to calm his own mind, because you always had this effect on him. And just feeling your careful fingers sliding across his skin made him feel 10000 times better than he did in the quinjet a few minutes ago.

When he felt that you were happy with the cleaning, he reached the tap and stopped the water, before he pulled you out of the shower, kissing you fiercely. No matter how tired he was, he needed to feel you. All of you.

And because you knew him like the back of your hand, you let him pull you towards the clean sheets of your bed, and let him take whatever he needed from you. Because as much as he needed you, you needed him as well.

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night of my life~ tyler joseph x reader (PART FOUR)

~about two months later~

your p.o.v.

today’s the day.

you and tyler still hadn’t exactly become official yet, but if people were to observe all your texts and face times, they would probably assume you two were already a couple. you text each other daily and face time when you can, whether that be after a show, first thing in the morning, or even in the middle of the night.

meanwhile sam and josh were out here calling each other babe every single second they’d talk. yes, they did indeed become an item about a month after they met. and you’d be telling such a big fat white lie if you said they aren’t cute together. you want desperately to see them together in person. whenever you watch sam talking to him over the phone, she just sounds and looks so happy.

all sam wants now is for you and tyler to finally become a thing. you do too, but at the same time you’re a little unsure, and you can tell tyler feels the same way about it. so until then, the two of you remain...friends with benefits? you don’t exactly know how to put it.

change of topic; you and sam have talked about the idea before and are really sold on it, so you two decided to surprise the boys by...

moving to columbus, ohio.

and today is the day.

however, sam really wanted josh to know, so you caved and said that it was fine if she told him. so about a week ago, she facetimed him with you, and the two of you together broke the news to him. his smile was the biggest you had ever seen it before. the three of you planned it all out quickly. he gave you his and tyler’s apartment address so you knew where to go.

today’s the day.

the two of you are currently on a plane to columbus, and your excitement and nerves are overwhelmingly strong. it’s only been an hour, so you have roughly one more hour to go before you land at the airport. you and sam are sharing a pair of earbuds and jamming out to, yes, twenty one pilots.

“girl are you ready?” sam asks you with excitement. “heck yeah! i’ve been ready ever since we told josh!!” you answer enthusiastically. sam sighs like a teenage girl in love. “i can’t wait to finally see him again after two whole months.” she smiles up at the ceiling. you laugh. “and i can’t wait to see you and josh being a couple in real life, not just over a screen.” you joke. well, only partially.

“(y/n) when do you think tyler will finally ask you to be his girlfriend? you guys practically act like a couple already, why not just make it official?” she ponders. you sigh before responding. “i don’t know. i think i’m fine with the idea, but it’s really up to him. i don’t know how he feels about it yet, but i’ll probably ask him about it later.” you explain to her. she nods.

“yeah, i understand that. anyway, guess what? only about 45 more minutes till we land!” she says in a sing-song voice. you smile. as the two of you continue to jam.

today’s the day.

~~~~~~~~~

when you guys land at the airport, you get a text from tyler.

tyjo: hey (y/n)

tyjo: josh is ignoring me, he’s talking to sam :(

you smile and quickly type a reply.

(y/n): hey ty. yeah, they can be like that sometimes. did you guys make it back yet?

tyjo: actually no. our flight was delayed, so we’re a little behind schedule.

(y/n): aw, that sucks. i’m sorry about that. how long until you land, do you know?

tyjo: i think it should be about a half hour more. so not too bad.

(y/n): oh well that’s good. hey, what are some cool things to do in columbus? (my aunt is visiting for couple days and asked me if i knew anyone who lived there)

tyjo: oh there’s lots of stuff. my personal favorite place to go is either taco bell or chipotle.

(y/n): ...that’s just food tyler

tyjo: ...your point is?

(y/n): whatever, i’m sure she’ll be fine with food recommendations alone.

tyjo: of course she will. it’s food.

(y/n): alright, well sam and i are gonna go head over to torchy’s for dinner. i’ll text you later!

tyjo: tAKE ME WITH YOU

(y/n): i’m afraid i cannot, sorry:(

tyjo: you’re mean :(

tyjo: but i guess i’ll let you go now

tyjo: i care about you

tyjo: like, a lot

(y/n): aw you’re such a romantic tyler

(y/n): but, you’re my favorite person in the whole world

tyjo: :)

(y/n): :)

you put your phone away and then to sam. “tyler said chipotle and taco bell.” you tell her flatly. she makes a face. “ew why taco bell? let’s get chipotle. and you know what? we’re gonna be nice and get them some food as well. i’ll ask josh what their favorite meals are.”

~~~~~~~~~

you guys stall at chipotle for ten more minutes while you wait for josh to tell sam that they’ve made it home.

you hold the bag up to your nose and take a big whiff of the wondrous smell. “ugh remind me again why we have to wait for them to eat this? i’m starvingggg.” you groan. sam smirks. “well we wanna eat lunch together with them, right?” you sigh. “yeah i guess we do.” she laughs at your impatient-ness.

after a couple more minutes, sam’s phone goes off. she checks it and gasps with a smile. “they’re home!” she says excitedly. you jump up. “yes! now we can finally eat this amazingness!!” you say as the two of you rush out the doors.

sam scrolls up on her conversation with josh to find his address. the two of you are just chattering the whole way there, almost unable to contain yourselves.

you turn onto the street their apartment complex is on, and the nerves hit you. it suddenly gets harder to breathe because you’re kind of just now actually realizing that you’re going to see tyler again after over two months.

“this is the building!” sam announces cheerily. you two enter and go up to the second floor in search of room 211. the elevator opens and the first room you see is 219. sam shrugs. “i guess theirs is all the way down the hall.

218.

217.

216.

215.

you press your hands against your thighs to try and stop their shaking.

213.

212.

you look across the way from room 212 and the number on the wall by the door almost lose your breath completely.

room 211.

sam is almost bursting at the seams with excitement as she knocks on the door. not four seconds later does the door open to reveal a very happy josh. sam practically lunges at her boyfriend, jumping onto him. he catches her and picks her up, rushing out into the hallway and spinning her a couple times. you decide that this moment is too cute and you wanna get a picture. you happen pull your phone out at the right time, because when josh stops spinning her, he kisses her. it takes everything in you not to squeal. after all, this is their first kiss.

you look at the picture you got. josh is picking her up, his arms wrapped tightly around her waist. sam’s feet are off the ground and her arms are thrown around his neck, both of them smiling brightly against one another’s lips.

he sets her down gently and hugs her for roughly ten seconds. when they finally pull back, josh turns to you with a smile. “tyler’s in his room if you wanna go scare him. it’s the door to the left by the way.” he says before pressing one final kiss to sam’s cheek. “alright, thanks! and so good to see you after so long!” you say before entering. “i know, it’s been way too long.” josh replies as he and sam follow you into the apartment room.

you wander off to the two small bedrooms. you stop and point at the door on the left and look at josh with a questioning expression. he chuckles and nods, affirming that indeed, that is the room. you nod slowly and turn the knob, entering the room.

you turn around once you close the door, and your eyes immediately fall on him. he’s unpacking his bags still, but it looks like he’s almost done. “who was it?” he asks as he grabs a shirt out of his bag, probably assuming you’re josh. you hold back a laugh.

“oh, just some girl. she keeps claiming she knows you, but i’m not sure.” you say with a smirk, taking a few steps forward. he immediately stops what he’s doing at the sound of your voice and spins around quickly to face you. his mouth drops open and his hand comes up to cover it briefly. “no way...” he says quietly, a huge smile making its way onto his face. you put your hands behind your back as a giddy smile takes over you.

“oh my god.” he mumbles before he runs forward to you, dropping the shirt on the ground. he crashes into you, causing you to stumble back a few steps. he’s hugging you so tightly, you don’t think it’s possible to get any closer to someone. you hug him back with equal pressure, glad to finally be in his arms again after two extremely long months.

“i missed you so much you don’t even know.” he mumbles into your hair. “well, i might have an idea.” you reply. he pulls back with the biggest smile you’ve seen from him yet. his hands slide up to the sides of your face and he just looks at you. you can’t help but smile as you feel yourself explode with happiness.

he laughs, one of the most beautiful sounds you’ve ever heard. “you’re so pretty.” he says, resting his forehead against yours. you laugh as well, but sarcastically. “me? i literally haven’t done anything with my hair today, and i’m just in a hoodie and jeans.” you bring up.

“so? that doesn’t make a difference.” he assures sweetly as he pushes some of your hair behind your ear. the two of you stand there for a few seconds more just looking at each other. tyler looks so happy right now, you wish you could snap a picture or something and save the expression on his forever. his seemingly eternal smile is still plastered on his face, and his eyes are shining with pure joy. in one swift movement, tyler moves one of his hands to the back of your head and presses his lips to yours.

oh my god he’s kissing me. tyler joseph is kissing me. you feel your heart jump in your chest before speeding up to 10000 beats a second, your face heating up quickly at this newfound feeling.

he breaks the kiss shortly and laughs again, touching his nose to yours in the cutest way possible. “i love you (y/n).” he mumbles softly. your heart jumps. you never thought you’d hear him say those words, especially to you. “i love you too tyler.” you say before burying your face into his shirt.

“okay i still have one question though.” he says, making you lift up your head and look up at him again. “hm?” “how are you here?” he asks. “don’t get me wrong, this is the best thing that’s happened to me in a long time, but i’m just extremely confused.” he explains. you laugh and grab his hand to lead him out of the room. “c’mon, we’ll explain over lunch.”

“we?” he says before spotting josh and sam, who are throwing m&m’s into each other’s mouths. how long they’ve been at this, who knows.

“ohhh. you came here with her.” tyler says in realization as the two of you approach them. sam is about to throw one into josh’s mouth before she stops and looks at tyler. “yes, and ‘her’ does have a name tyler.” sam says sassily before aiming to throw her m&m. tyler lets go of your hand and crosses his arms over his chest. “i am aware of that, samantha ann williams.” tyler states snarkily as sam launches her m&m. but his statement shocked her so bad that it caused her arm to jerk, throwing her aim off course. the m&m went flying and landed on the ground, bouncing its way to josh’s feet.

josh gasps and doubles over in laughter while sam gapes, turning to tyler. “how-” “(y/n) tells me all the things, don’t worry.” tyler smirks in victory and glances at you. he walks over to the counter and grabs the bag of m&m’s, closing it and putting it away. “alright game over. there’s food and i wanna eat it.”

josh and sam whine, but comply shortly after, because who turns down food? that’s right, no one.

~~~~~~~~~

the four of you talk for hours while eating, playing mario kart, and moving bags into certain rooms. josh moves his stuff into tyler’s room so you and sam could have his.

eventually josh gets hungry again, so you all decide to head to a nearby fair and have some fun.

josh saw one of those rip off games and claimed he could beat tyler. tyler immediately took him up on the challenge and they played about five rounds. while they were doing that, you and sam went and got yourselves some cotton candy for enjoyment since you guys practically rode all the rides already. well, at least all the crazy ones.

the boys came back after about five minutes, tyler with a victorious smirk victorious and josh pouting, giving away who won and who lost. you laugh at the sight along with sam, who steps forward and loops her and through josh’s as you four start walking. “aw you poor baby. i think i know what’ll cheer you up though. how about a ride on the ferris wheel?” sam offers. josh’s face lights up immediately. “yES LET’S GO!” he yells as he starts running, pulling sam by the hand.

you laugh at their cuteness as tyler slings his left arm around your shoulders. you smile at him and reach up to grab his hand, lacing your fingers through his and laying your head on his shoulder as you walk. “gosh, i still can’t believe you’re here.” he says, looking at you with the most loving of heart eyes. “honestly i can’t either.” you reply with a smile.

“soooo you wanna go with them?” he says as you two walk in the general direction the other couple went. “well, i personally am not a big fan of heights, but i’m sure i’ll be fine if you’re there with me.” you say, wrapping an arm around tyler’s waist. “are you sure? you don’t have to, you know. i was just asking.” he looks down at you, his eyebrows raised slightly. you nod. “yeah i’m sure.” he smiles. “well then what are we waiting for?” he says with a smile that shows his cute teeth.

he laughs and runs off, you hot on his trail. soon you get close enough to where you’re able to grab his hand and let him pull you along the pavement under the evening sky. he slows down when you guys approach josh and sam, who are talking excitedly about something. luckily no one had gotten in line after them yet, so you and tyler were able to talk to them while waiting.

once they board their little cart, you watch as it goes up and up to the very top, and you realize just how high this thing really is. maybe you should have thought about this a little more carefully. your hand tightens around tyler’s, and he looks at you with concern. “hey, we can still step outta line if you don’t wanna do this (y/n).” he says as he places his hands on your shoulders. you give a half smile. “no i’m good, i can do this.” you half lie, trying to convince both tyler and yourself of that statement.

“alright. but if you do get scared, don’t worry. i’ll be right beside you the whole way.” he gives the smallest, cutest reassuring smile. “thanks ty.”

the two of you step into your cart and await the start. you grab tyler’s hand immediately when you feel it start moving. “if you ever need to, just close your eyes or look at me. if you’re not looking at the ground, you won’t feel as scared.” you nod and lay your head down on his shoulder as he pulls you closer to him. you mentally kick yourself for coming up here. “why did i want to do this?” you groan. you feel tyler chuckle against you. “well you didn’t exactly tell me why, you just said you’d do it.”

“oh.” was all you could say to that. god, you can be so dumb sometimes, can’t you? “i personally love scaring myself, so i’ll always climb the tallest thing possible solely for the thrill.” he starts talking. you laugh. “i’m not surprised actually, that sounds exactly like you. you’re the biggest daredevil i’ve ever seen.” you say, looking up at him with a smile.

he laughs and plants a kiss on your cheek. “you’re adorable (y/n).” he says, captivating you as his eyes linger on yours for a duration of time. the cart stops abruptly, snapping you out of your trance and back into the reality of fear as your eyes make their way to the ground which is very, very far below you. “oh my god we’re so high up right now. is it getting hard to breathe or is it just me?” you say as you mildly start hyperventilating.

“hey, hey don’t look down, look out.” tyler tells you in a soothing manner as he takes your hands in his and gestures with his eyes the view around you. you do as he says and take a look at the world around you from this height. you notice all the lights from the rides shining, their bright neon colors contrasting the dark night sky. you see a few stars shining, their natural light fighting to be seen against the fluorescent fair lights. you soon feel a smile within you begin to surface as your anxiety washes away.

“can-...can i ask you something?” tyler says quietly. you turn your gaze away from the beauty and back onto him. “yeah go ahead.” tyler looks down for a moment. “would you ever...want to be my girlfriend? like w- would that ever be something you’d consider?” he stutters out timidly, looking back up at you with those adorable eyes you’ve grown so fond of.

you smile so big, you’re afraid it might consume the entirety of your face. “it would. why do you ask?” he mirrors your smile and runs a hand through his hair quickly. “i was just wondering, because i wanted to ask you tonight, if- if maybe you wanted to...y’know..be my girlfriend.” he looks down as he slowly manages to get the sentence out, soon meeting your eyes again. the vibrant lights from all around reflect off of his eyes beautifully, making this moment all the better.

you laugh and bring his face closer to yours. “of course i do tyler.” his smile increases as he presses his lips to yours for the second time today. you don’t know how on earth you managed to win this amazing boy over, but you did somehow. and boy are you grateful.

“wooOOOOOOOOO GET IT YOU TWO!”

you and tyler break apart at the sudden outburst and look down at the source. you see sam and josh in their cart, two spaces away from yours, clapping, whistling, and cheering. you groan and lean your head on tyler’s chest. he sighs in disappointment and shouts back down at them. “you guys do know that wasn’t our first kiss, right?”

sam’s eyes widen and she gasps loudly. “(Y/N) (L/N) WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME?” she yells up at you. her comment sends you laughing as their commotion below continues. tyler smiles. “just ignore them. they’ll stop eventually.” he says as he captures your lips once more.

maybe it was a good idea you decided to come up here. the feeling of his lips on yours really wakes you up mentally, reminding you that this is where you were meant to be, that this is right.

this is home.

~end:)))) <3

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–––––––––––––––   okay  before  going  on,   an  important  note  first   ;   because  we  haven’t  had  any  information  from  the  duffer  brothers   /   and  until  we  do,   this  whole  thing  will  strictly  be  my  whole  take   /   thoughts  and  headcanon  on  max’s  family  and  all  about  california   through  my  own  80s  research  and  thoughts.    of  course,  when  season  three  starts,  that’s  when  i’ll  start  editing/corporating  this  headcanon  along  with  the  canon  plot.    HOWEVER  TILL  THEN   this  is  my  intake  and  personal  headcanon  of  max’s  backstory.  so  before  it  creates  some  ruckus,  i’ve  talked  about  this  with  a  few  people  already,  along  with  mentioning  it  elsewhere  i  write  ic  such  as  discord  and  twitter    so  its  all  good  and  hope  it  makes  sense  to  the  rest  of  you.  this  is  MY  intake  on  all  of  this,  other’s  can  have  their  own  thoughts  and  opinions  about  it  which  is  10000%  fine  just  please  don’t  attack  me.  i’m  gonna  try  and  word  it  as  best  as  i  can  just  because  i’ve  plotted  this  privately  with  a  bunch  who  wanted  to  know  more  about  my  max  because  it  made  more  sense  explaining  it  to  someone  privately  and  bouncing  off  from  questions  but  i’ve  been  meaning  to  finally  post  it  so  this  is  basically  everything  explained.  this  one  is  super  important  to  me  so  please  also  respect  it   ??    because  this  is  also  going  to  be  a  huge  part  of  my  portrayal  for  max.   if  you  have  constructive  comments  or  specific  questions  about  this  one  particularly  please   DO  ASK  ME   !!    it’s  easier  answering  them  too  because  i  tend  to  either  ramble  or  leave  a  lot  of  things  out.    but  this  is  part  one.

FIRST  AND  FOREMOST:

Max  and  Susan  Mayfield.    before  i  get  in  to  my  headcanon  about  max’s  dad,  i  need  to  firstly  state  her  relationship  with  her  mother  and  why  it’s  relevant  to  the  max’s  feelings  about  the  separation,  family  and  the  move;    Whilst  she  loves  and  cares  for  her  mother,   THEY  ARE  NOT  CLOSE.   and  here’s  the  breakdown,  during  the  80s  and  even  today,  the  mother  has  the  custody  of  their  children  before  the  appropriate  age  of  18  when  they  get  to  choose  WHO  to  live  with,  therefore  makes  susan   the  rightful  guardian  for  max  before  she  turns  18.   with  that,  my  justification  of  susan  and  max  not  being  close  comes  in.  it’s  not  surprising  that  susan  and  max’s  father  had  max  when  they  were  young,  i  believe  that  they  may  have  been  highschool/college  soulmates  and  married  young  which  also  makes  sense  having  max  at  a  young  age.   it’s  also  pretty  clear  from  what  we’ve  seen  from  the  show  is  that  max  wasn’t  open  to  anyone  especially  her  mom  when  it  comes  to   SERIOUS  STUFF.   there’s  this  barrier  between  them  and  we  see  that  max  isnt  open  to  her,  and  just  mostly  super  basic  mother  /  daughter  interaction.  

now  that  that’s  out  of  the  way,  this  is  what  brings  everything  together.   Max  and  her  father.   i  concluded  with  the  idea  /  hc  that  max’s  father  is  still   alive  and  well   living  back  in  california.   how??   well,   statistics  show  and  obvious  knowledge  from  personal  experience  from  my  parents,  is  that  failed  marriages  were  super  frequent  back  then,   so  it’d  be  an  acceptable  reason  and  not  surprising  that  her  parents  separated  when  max  was  younger.   with  that,   i  then  hc’ed  that  she  was/is  closer  with  her  dad  before  the  separation  /  move.    and  this  is  why:   please  hear  me  out.   (   #001.  )     max’s  skateboard.  this  is  a  short  personal  headcanon  of  mine  i  wrote  a  while  ago  here,  basically  that  her  skateboard  was  given  by her  dad  and  is  really  the  only  thing  she  holds  on  to  from  her  dad.  i  thought  about  this  when  she  was  super  upset  trying   to  wrap  her  board  when  it  broke,  bc  obviously  yeah  it’s  her  HOBBY  but  i  wanted  to  add  a  very  significant  reason  why  that  board  meant  a  lot  to  her.  (   #002.  )   this  one’s  important.  Max’s  anger  towards  Neil  Hargrove.  it  would  make  sense  that  max  blames  billy  as  an  extension  of  neil  because  Neil  had  "taken her  dad's  place."  and  she  hates  this  because  she  knew  her  mom  stopped  loving  her  dad  which  explains  the  barrier  and  distance  between  her  mother  and  herself.  not  to  mention,  susan  seems  to  be  OBLIVIOUS  to  what  neil  does   ie.  not  doing  anything  to  stop  neil  abusing  billy,   so  it’s  concerning  that  she  doesn’t  really  know  ANYTHING  about   her  daughter  /  her  daughter’s  feelings.  (  #003  )   I also  think  that  max  is  slightly  upset  with  her  mom  at  times  when  she  sees  that  susan  doesn’t  do  anything  when  something  goes  down  between  billy  and  neil,   PAUSE  THERE  before  y’all  throw  pitchforks  at  me  because  this  is  in  no  way  defending  billy  at  all,  HECK  NO  WAY,  bc  if  you  havent  read  my  other  hcs  then  you  should  probs  know  that  max  cannot  nor  i  cannot  see  any  redemption  for  billy.    the  only  thing  that  i’m  justifying  here  is  that it  scares  max,   why?   because  she  always  thinks  about  what  if  she  was  in  that  situation.  which  explains  max’s  hard-shell  exterior,  that  she  doesn’t  wanna  be  anything  like  them,  like  her  mother  who  is  always  a  bystander  behind  neil,  or  neil  who  is  a  horrible  human  being  and  she’s  proven  this  multiple  times  standing  up  against  billy.  

don’t  get  me  wrong,  susan  cares  for  max  genuinely  of  course.  but  through  max’s  eyes /  point  of view,  she  knew  that  her  parents  were  going  to  separate  and  didn’t  take  this  well.  which  MAKES  SENSE  when  you  question  why  both  billy  and  max  blame  each  other.  surely  there  are  other  reasons  as  to  why  they  moved  to  hawkins,   but  with  my  understanding  /  thoughts,   this  one  was  important  to  think  about   and  develop.   and  if  that  detailed  summary  didn’t  make  sense:  basically,  to  sum  it  up.  max  loves  her  mom,  but  she  also  isn’t  close  with  her  and  in  actual  fact  is  closer  with  her  father.  but  because  custody  belongs  to  her  mother,  she’s  had  to  be  expected  /  in  a  way  forced  to  live  with  neil  and  billy  which  makes  her  hate  moving  from  california  and  hates  neil  for  taking  her  biological  father’s  place  and  therefore  causes  her  to  blame  billy  because  he  is  an  extention  of  neil.

more  headcanons  here.

[haikyuuhaley]

can you write a smut about E where you guys were supposed to be going out to dinner for Jacks birthday but LOLOLOL and its super super kinky(daddy, bdsm, thigh riding,and whatever should be put in to make it 10000/10) ?????? thanks babe 😘

I’m so so sorry if I don’t live up to what you wanted babe, I had to research BDSM since I’ve only ever heard of it, I didn’t know what it involved, I hope I didn’t do terribly ❤❤It was Jack’s birthday and of course, being the great friends we were, we set up a surprise at a fancy restaurant! As I was getting ready, Ethan kept squeezing my butt and making dirty comments. Shimmy into my red, bodycon dress and turn my back to Ethan, moving my hair out of the way. “E, can you zip up my dress?” I felt his warm hands trail up my back, his breath on the back of my neck. He zipped up my dress and as I walked away, he slapped my ass. “My baby is looking so sexy tonight.” He bit his lip and looked me up and down.“Calm your hormones, Dolan.” I warn, if he’s gonna be like this all night, then it’s going to be hard to contain myself. He put his hands up in defense but I saw the smirk playing on his lips.We arrive at the restaurant and by now my bum was really sore. I sat next to Ethan and Gray, but Ethan’s hands quickly found my thighs. I tried to keep them off me until he leaned in and whispered:“Either leave Daddy’s hands alone, or he will take you right here right fucking now, princess.” I sucked in a breath, I knew he wouldn’t but the tone of his voice said otherwise. His hand went to the top of my thigh and I wiggled in my seat, trying to make him lift it off, but to no avail. While Ethan was in full conversation with Aaron, his pinky pressed against my core. I rolled my bottom lip under my teeth and gripped his hand, he’s eyes looked towards me and he sent me an ‘innocent’ gaze, I sent him back a warning glare. After that incident Ethan stopped teasing me, sort of, the most he would do was squeeze my thigh. We got into the car and he immediately pulled the bottom on my dress to my waist and kissed me roughly, his fingers danced across my panties. He pulled away and started the car, his hand then landed back on my core through my panties, his finger rubbed slow figure ‘8’s on my clit. All the way home I was a whimpering mess.Ethan got out of the car and jogged over to my side to open my door, i fixed my dress then stepped out and walked to the door, searching for my keys, his hand landed on my ass but he just let it sit there as we walked to the door, he helped me up the steps, making sure I didn’t fall in my 6 inch heels. I unlocked the door and was ushered inside my an impatient E. He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder.“I’ve waited all fucking night for you babygirl, you’re such a fucking tease in this dress.” He growled as he jogged up the stairs. He placed me on the ground gently then pulled me, by my hips, closer to him. “Strip for Daddy, while he gets your surprise.” He kissed me roughly and quickly. I obeyed and quickly undressed myself, my clothing soon in a pile on the floor under me. I layed on the bed and waited for Ethan’s ‘surprise’. Ethan walked in the room with a shoe box, I furrowed my brows. “Y/N, do you trust me?” I sit up and nod, staring him down curiously. “If you want me to stop just say so princess, okay?” I nod and he opens the box, taking out two sets of handcuffs, he gently takes my wrist and cuffs it to the bed post, and he does the same to my other wrist. He then runs his fingers down my core and feels my wetness, he smirks and takes something else out of the box, I look down and see a blindfold. He gently wraps it over my eyes and ties it. He then shuffles around and takes something else out of the box, he shuffles around again and then I feel something touch my clit. He turns it on and it begins to vibrate at a slow pace, I throw my head back and moan out for him.“Faster Daddy, please!” He complies and turns up the speed, I pull at the cuffs, wanting to feel his skin against mine. He takes the pleasure off my clit. “Be a good girl or Daddy will stop.” I bit my lip and nod, moaning for more.“Use your words baby.” “I’m sorry Daddy, please keep going, I promise I’ll be a good girl.” I feel the pressure on my clit increase and a vibration start to work my nub. I moan and pant, he chuckles darkly and watches me wither beneath him. He turns up the speed to the highest setting and I scream out for him. I feel that I’m about to reach my high he swirls it on my clit, causing me to arch my back and scream. After I come down from my orgasm he takes it off me and I’m assuming he puts it away from the shuffling I hear. He takes my blindfold off and uncuffs me. Before I can do anything Ethan flips me over and slaps my ass hard. “That’s your punishment for struggling earlier.” He unbuckled his belt throws it to the floor along with his jeans, he had already taken his shirt off. He gets behind me on the bed and lifts me to my knees by pulling my arms up. He grips my throat with his hand and hold both my wrists together“It’s Daddy’s turn to cum now, kitten.” He positions himself at my entrance and thrusts up, i moan and lay my head on his chest. He pounds himself into me and I pant and moan, the pit of my stomach tightens and I brace myself for my incoming orgasm. Ethan grunts and I cum so hard I see spots in my vision. Ethan continues to use my body, he groans and thursts deep inside me and he finishes inside me. I fall onto the bed and so does he. “I’m sorry if I hurt you-” I cut him off, snuggling into him, I pant: “That was the best sex I’ve ever had Daddy.” He smirks and plays with my hair. “Well babygirl, what do you say to round 2 tomorrow?”

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Is It You?

WARNING: Set during the TWD season 6 finale, so there may be spoilers, but there’s not a lot in here that was in the scene.

A/N: This is a completely new style of writing for me but I tried it and I am very proud of this short piece of work. All in all, it’s basically a set-up for a future fic, but you can 10000% read it as a standalone. I wasn’t even going to post it but I liked it, so, here! (Also, I know it probably hasn’t been five years, but does anyone honestly know the timescale for this damn show? XD) I hope you enjoy!

Title: Is It You?

Summary: You couldn’t smile. You just couldn’t. But neither could he. This wasn’t the reunion you’d been expecting.

Words: 1307

You could still remember it. Lined up, in between Daryl and Michonne, shaking, not because of what was happening, but because you hadn’t seen him in so long.

“I’m gonna beat the holy hell outta one of you.”

“No, you’re not.”

He lifted his face. Lucille – it upset you to call this object that – hung limply by his side, swinging gently, threateningly. “What’d you say?” The words dripped from his mouth. He spoke low, lower than you’d ever heard him before.

But the last time you’d heard him was almost five years ago.

People could change in that time. Apparently.

“I-” You stumbled on your words, and you weren’t afraid to admit it. Your head was still dipped, hair falling about your face and effectively hiding it from view. Daryl moved beside you, whispering harshly at you to shut up. “I said no,” you managed to say, “you’re not. You- you can’t kill anyone.”

Negan smiled, though you couldn’t see him. He would be lying if he said he wasn’t confused, but he was also intrigued. Who was this girl, probably the youngest in the group lined up in front of him, to think she could speak out? Speak out against him? “That so?” He moved closer. Slowly. The bat was still held loosely in his hand, its barbed wire glinting in the torch lights around them. “Why won’t I kill anyone? Why can’t I kill anyone?”

“Because you know me.” It was the last thing you wanted to say, but the only thing you could say. The only thing that could have a chance of saving your friends. Your family. Daryl stopped whispering, sitting back on his knees. He knew you?

Yes, he did.

Negan looked no less perplexed. He drew his head back slightly and paused in his steps. Everything was silent for a moment, the only sound being Maggie’s slight whimpers and the men – had they called themselves Saviours? – shuffling apprehensively around the group. His eyebrows furrowed. You could see it, through the wisps of hair hiding your face. For a brief moment, Negan looked human.

“I do?” He still didn’t move, standing a little way off in front of you. His brown eyes were locked on your ducked form, as if trying to make out who it was through your mound of hair and blood and dirt and the darkness that enveloped you all like a blanket. A nebulous, enigmatic blanket. You wished it would suffocate you.

Or, maybe you didn’t. Maybe you wanted to see how this would end. How they would end.

If you’d looked up, you would’ve seen those furrowed eyebrows move back to their normal place. Slightly. Only slightly. His brown eyes blinked. Once. Twice. Memories clouded him. Familiarity clouded him. Was he seeing things?

If you’d looked up, you would’ve seen him move one foot forward. Slightly. Only slightly. Couldn’t get too close. What if it wasn’t her?

If you’d looked up, you would’ve seen his composure drop, as if he was relaxing for the first time in years. But… slightly. Only slightly. He did it unconsciously; he wouldn’t have wanted anyone to see it. And he didn’t want to get his hopes up. Was this a trick?

You didn’t answer him at first. You couldn’t. Earlier, waiting for him to come out of the truck, you hadn’t wanted to believe it was him. But, as soon as he spoke, all hope turned into dust. All hope that this inevitable war would not be between two people you loved. All hope that this wasn’t the man you’d been wanting to see for the past five years…

“Little girl.” He didn’t say it venomously, or forcefully. It was quiet, soft, and you thought you caught an underlying tenor that screamed please...

And, so, you looked up. Eyes shining with unshed tears, while more rolled down your cheeks, streaking mud and blood and whatever else was painted on your skin. Your hair was in knots, tangles running through it, twigs, leaves, more mud, more blood. His own eyes locked onto yours, and you saw his resolve almost crumble. Almost. His lip quivered a little, you saw it, and they both parted in what could only be taken as surprise. He dropped Lucille. The impact she - it - made on the floor caused him to jump.

He shook himself. Really, physically shook himself. His way of slapping himself out of dysphoria, you believed.

You saw him take in a large breath and gently motion for someone behind him to pick the bat up.

A man stepped forward, leaned down, gingerly grabbed the handle, and gave it to him like he was giving a king his sword. Negan took it, and you watched him clench his gloved hand around it. He looked angry. Why did he look angry?

But then, he’d always been one to show sadness through anger. What was the saying he used to use? “It’s easier to be angry than sad.”

You could believe that. Not back then, but now? Yes.

“Dammit.” Was that what he said? You couldn’t hear him properly, he’d spoken so quiet. “Dammit.” It seemed like something he would say, but then, you hadn’t seen him in five years.

He stared down at Lucille, hanging by his side, glove probably hiding the whiteness of his knuckles. His mouth was clenched in a straight, firm line. Restraint. He was restraining himself.

Now was not a good time for him to show his sadness through anger.

Funny, how you’d put it down to sadness.

Was that really what it was?

You thought so. You believed so. And then you knew so, as he spun suddenly to face you yet again, and you saw his eyes shining with a wetness that hadn’t been there before. He turned fully, and you saw him breathe in. Sharply. “Y/N?”

There. He said your name.

And you cried. He said your name.

Five years without hearing him say your name. You’d missed him. You said that every day. But then, when you’d heard his name mentioned for the first time in a long time – only a few weeks ago, it was – apparently because he’d been doing all these horrible things, you’d willed it not to be him. Because you couldn’t remember him being like that.

Negan.

“I’m Negan.” No, you’re not, you’d thought with such amusement that you wanted to punch yourself now for having let Rick and the others think they’d actually killed him; the real one.

He’d walked out of that trailer, and you’d listened to his steps, because you hadn’t wanted to look at him. Please, don’t be him. Please. Please. Please. That had been the mantra you’d repeated in your head. Willing. Begging.

Then he’d spoke.

Shit.

He’d spoke, just like he spoke your name. Did his voice crack? His voice cracked.

Tears were gushing freely from your eyes, and you felt like an eleven-year-old again, five years ago, when you’d been together, before all this. Before you’d lost him. You didn’t want to look beside you, at the people you called your family, because you knew they’d look so confused. Or, maybe they’d look betrayed. Which was worse?

You cried, and you didn’t completely know why. I missed him, you dumb shit, you thought to yourself, angrily, why am I not allowed to cry? I missed him!

And you had.

You couldn’t smile.

You just couldn’t.

But neither could he.

This wasn’t the reunion you’d been expecting.

You opened your mouth to speak, and he blinked, a tear rushing down his cheek like it was trying to hide from view before it had even been seen.

He was waiting.

Waiting for your reply.

Because he’d questioned your name.

“Y/N?”

Was it really you?

“Y/N?”

He couldn’t believe it.

“Y/N?”

He didn’t want to believe it.

“Y/N?”

“Hi, Dad.”

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