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darnell-la · 6 months ago

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Logan smut w/ a partner playing “hard to get”

Like pretending not to be in the mood as if she isn’t soaking wet for him

note: needy Logan Howlett y’all… Can’t get enough of him!

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“C’mere, bub,” Logan spoke into y/n’s neck as he pulled her closer to him. Y/n groaned under her breath, softly elbowing his chest as she kept moving her ass up against his crotch.

“Baby, stop that,” Logan giggled in her neck as he grabbed her waist tightly, making her hips move how he wanted them to. “Got me so hard, I can’t even go to sleep,” Logan whispered.

“Logan, not right now. Tryna sleep,” y/n whined, keeping her eyes closed as his clothes cock rubbed on her ass cheek. Wearing a thing to bed was a routine when she wanted to tease him.

“C’mon, baby, don’t be like that tonight. I’m hurtin,” he admitted, feeling his cock harder with a leaky tip. She’s been moving around in bed for the last ten minutes, and though she does this a lot, he always thinks it’s not on purpose.

“I’m tired, Logan,” Y/n said as she stopped moving her hips. “Okay, okay, baby,” Logan felt let down, but stayed spooning her, hoping the list that built would go away over time.

After lying for maybe thirty minutes, he couldn’t help himself. It’s been too long, and he felt a bit of pain. He needed to at least stick it in.

Logan slowly and quietly pulled Y/n’s thong to the side, lifting his head up to make sure she was still asleep, and she was. So he thought.

The man grabbed his cock and shifted in bed until his tip lined up either heat. The man let out a slow groan, feeling better steady, but he needed more.

Logan pushed through the tight folds, struggled since her legs were closed, but made it through. “Fuck,” the man let out as he began moving his hips.

“Oh my his, Logan!” Y/n faked being upset as one hand gripped her waist and the other stroked the top of her head. “Ssh, baby — Just quick. Already gif me so close,” the man whispered as she pushed at his stomach.

“I said I was tired, Logan,” y/n said, barely using her strength. She always felt good when he slipped into her in the middle of the night. Her cunt would clench him in an instant.

“Baby, you know I can’t resist it. So fuckin’ tight and wet. I can smell you. Every night I fuckin’ smell your sweet juice,” the man spoke in her neck before giving her sloppy kisses.

Logan used the hand on her waist to pull her into his thrusts, causing small claps to come from under the covers.

“C’mon, just give me one, baby. One little orgasm and I’ll be done,” the man said, knowing his girl doesn’t like to wet the sheets. He’ll rub a dry one out of her.

“Spread 'em, baby,” Logan’s hand traveled down to her heat, trying to squeeze through her thighs. “I’m tired,” y/n tried saying without a whine, but failed. He felt amazing.

“Baby, open your legs,” Logan said in a more demanding tone. He loves his girl, but what he says goes, and right now, she isn’t listening.

“Mm mhm,” y/n shook her head, wanting him to take her organs from her. “Fuckin’ hell,” the man cussed as he parted her leg by himself and began rubbing at her bud harshly.

“Don’t know if it’s because you’re half in your sleep, but you fuckin’ listen when I tell you something, bub,” Logan said, now tugging on her hair he was just stroking.

“If I wanna fill this cunt before I sleep, ima fill it, do you understand?” The man asked her, making her nod quickly as her cunt throbbed. She could. It never lasted long once Logan handled her like this.

“Ah huh — Wanna listen now because you feel good? Flickin’ your bean so good, you can barely speak?” Logan asked as he looked over her head, seeing her eyes roll.

“Yeah, I know, baby. So fuckin’ good,” Logan snapped his hips, feeling her legs finally stiffen under his. “Let go, baby. Flutter around my cock. Need a feel you squeeze the cum outta me,”

Y/n’s let out a broken whine, finally cumming with a shake. “That’s it, that’s it,” Logan repeated, fucking her harder to chance after his own climax.

“Keep it up! Keep fuckin’ squeezing me!” The man demanded as his cock twitched. “Fuck, yes, baby,” the man cussed into her neck as he spilled in her.

Logan’s hands traveled to her stomach, gripping it tightly to pull her into him. He wanted to make sure he came deep. Every time they fucked, he wanted it deep.

After a good minute of Logan growling and telling Y/n how good she was for him, he pulled out and pulled her panties back in place.

Y/n slowly turned around, sore and filled. She placed her hand on the man’s chest and gave him a long passionate kiss.

“You’re so needy, Logan,” y/n giggled, making him let out an embarrassed chuckle. “Yeah, I just- I just need you a lot. You’re so good to me, y/n,” Logan said as his hand rested on her cheek, rubbing her skin.

“You’re better to me,” she smiled, making him shake his head slightly before going into how much better she is to him, and how he needs her to love his own life. All while rubbing her body, taking in every inch of her that is his. He was a lucky man.

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spencerreiddddd · 3 months ago

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Famous Disaster

Gist: When a famous actress Lila needs help the BAU is there, what happens when feelings and work get in the way?

“Y/N team up with Morgan and Reid to go watch over Lila at her photo shoot.” Gideon said not even sparing any of us a glacé as he studied papers in his hands.

“Let’s go Sweetness.” Morgan smiled at me as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder and the his other arm around Spence who was currently occupied reading the newspaper.

“Morgan your bicep weighs like 50 pounds.” I said dramatically as I pretended to struggle to walk.

“At least i have biceps.” Morgan says rolling his eyes playfully.

“And your still single.” I responded back side eying him.

“Don’t antagonize each other.” Reid said looking up at both of us from his news paper.

“Boy genius wa-“ Morgan says before he’s cut off by Gideon

“Why are you three still here?”

We stand still looking back at Gideon.

“Why are you still standing here?” He says pinching his nose bridge as we scatter down the hall.

“My ñames Lila, which you may already know!” The actress Lila says as she reaches out to shake Spencer’s hand.

“Oh he’s as germaphobe he doesn’t sha-.” And once again Morgan was cut off but not with words but by Spencer’s actions he shook Lila’s hand back and gave a pretty smile.

Morgan and you froze in place watching the exchange go on. Morgan grew a smile on his face while you felt your eye twitch. Spencer’s always been keen on no touching, when he first got to know you he had to get used to you being all touchy and showing your affection and care through touch.

Morgan looked at you questionably and you looked backed at him with a confused expression.

What. The. Fudge.

“My man!” Morgan said to Spencer once Lila left

Spencer smiled giddily “stop, she’s just nice.” Spencer said pushing Derek away.

“Real nice indeed.” You said breathing out and giving Spencer a tight smile.

Spencer looked at you hurt.

“What you think it’s weird that she’s being nice to me? I know I’m not pleasing to look at but that doesn’t mean just because she’s pretty and famous that she can’t be friends with a person like me.” Spencer said his voice squeaky

“What- Spencer no that’s not what I meant.” You said confused on how Spencer understood your words differently than what you had meant.

Spencer just walked away and headed towards Lila.

You looked at Morgan hurt in your eyes mixed with confusion.

“Pretty boy has been acting weird today, I’ll talk to him.” Morgan said poking your head “Don’t worry too much he’s just whipped up because Lila’s got a pretty face.” Morgan giggled

You smiled at Morgan but once he left you frowned.

Just then your phone rang it was Hotch.

“I need y’all to bring Lila to the BAU we want to question her.” Hotch said through the line.

“Yeah sure I’ll let the guys know.” You said staring at Lila and Spencer chit chatting like life long friends.

Once you hung up you grimly walked over to them.

“Spence, Hotch wants use to bring Lila over to the station.” I say placing my phone back in my pocket.

“We’re leaving?” Lila said before Reid could answer.

I nodded not wanting to be standing there.

“Then I need to call someone to come with me, I can’t go by myself.” She said grabbing her phone and dialing a number. Spencer just looked down at his feet as we waited there.

“Joshua hey can you come down to the station with me?” Lila said through the phone to someone on the other end with a nod and thank you she hung up the phone.

“My assistant is coming with me so we’ll have to wait for him.” Lila said looking at Spencer as he smiled and nodded his head at her.

Ughh let this end I thought as I scanned the room for Morgan and waved him over. “Hotch wants us back at the station.” I said as Morgan approached “okay” Morgan said before looking behind me causing me to turn.

“Hello I’m Joshua, how-?” A tall blonde man said as he approached us.

“Hello what’s your name?” He said stretching out his hand to me a big smile on his face.

“Y/N.” I said smiling politely as I shook his hand.

“Pretty name for a pretty lady.” He said flashing me a toothy grin causing me to chuckle

“Let’s get going.” Morgan said as he smiled mockingly as we walked out the studio and out into the parking lot.

I usually sat shotgun with Morgan in the drivers seat and Reid in the back giving directions but as we approached the car Lila got in the drivers seat leaving me in between Joshua and Reid in the back seat.

“I didn’t know the FBI had pretty girls, If I knew I would have changed my career choice.” Joshua said breaking the silence as he nudged my shoulder.

Spencer scoffed next to me causing me to look at him but he was already looking at Joshua.

“She’s your superior you should refrain from making inappropriate comments.” He said shutting up Joshua’s good mood.

I flashed Spencer a concerned look.

“Well the FBI isn’t for everyone.” I said to break the awkwardness.

Joshua laughed and nodded in agreement and I could feel Spencer’s eyes on me.

Walking into the police station Lila walked close to Reid expressing her nervousness as a way to keep him close to her, it made me want to gag.

“Good your here, I need you Y/N to talk and interrogate Lila, and you Reid interrogate Joshua.” Hotch said walking towards us after he saw us walk in.

I nodded looking over at Lila who clearly didn’t want me to be with her.

“Sir could I have Spencer instead.” Lila said in a high pitched sweet girl voice.

“Ma’am I’m confident Y/N will be able to assist you, she’s very good and capable at her job. There may also be some uncomfortable questions asked and I would like you to be comfortable asking them.” Hotch responded smiling shortly at Lila before his phone rang and he walked away.

Lila stayed quiet as I walked over to her flashing Spencer a glance over my shoulder. He was already looking at me.

“I’ll get you all coffee.” Derek said before walking away.

“Follow me Ms.Lila.” I said walking ahead of her into a quiet glass door room with a table in the middle.

“I’ll start off with questions of when the stalking started and then we’ll go more in depth into when the threats began is that okay?”

She nodded.

I honestly felt horrible for Lila no woman or anyone deserves to be stalked and preyed in like an animal.

A few hours into questions and occasional breaks I had enough to build a small profile over who this person could be.

I even began to like Lila a little bit, I couldn’t blame her for her fixation on Spencer because it wasn’t her fault, my feelings weren’t her fault.

Walking out of the room I rubbed my fingers in between my eyes I could feel the sleep begin to creep up on me.

“Tired?” I heard a voice ask as I turned around to identify it.

It was Spencer.

“Yep.” I said

“Spence-.” I began to say but cut off by Spencer saying my name aswell.

We stared at each other and giggled.

“You go first.” He said smiling at me sweetly, oh how I loved him it made my heart hurt.

“I’m sorry for what I said earlier I didn’t mean it in the way you interpreted it, I said it because I was I guess jealous that your opened up to Lila so much more quickly than you did to me when we first met.” I said feeling extremely embarrassed at what I just said.

Spencer grew a small smile on his face as he stepped a little closer to me reaching out and grabbing my hand. “Thank you, and I’m sorry for reacting to harshly to you without listening to your explanation.” He said squeezing my hand.

I smiled back feeling the weight on my shoulders dissipate.

“However honestly why did you warm up to Lila faster than me.” I said pretending to be offended as I put my free hand over my heart in exaggeration.

Spencer scoffed out a laugh as he nervously looked down at his feet the corners of his ears turning a bright red.

“Truthfully I was more nervous meeting you because I had heard so many things about how you were so smart and one of the best in your old department and you had brains and beauty which made me nervous, I saw you as if you were in a higher level than me.” He said giving my hand another squeeze, God the butterfly’s in my stomach were doing backflips and gymnastics all over my stomach at his words.

“Spence…” I smiled as I wrapped him in a hug.

He hugged back in his usual bear hug type of hugs where he hurried his head in my neck and breathed in my sent and sighed.

“Please don’t be mad at me again.” I said jokingly

“Never.” He responded as we smiled during the embrace.

So sorry that I’ve been gone for so long, I just lost motivation and life hit me hard than a tow truck. However here is some wholesome Spencer content I’ve had in my drafts for a while.

#criminal minds imagine #spence reid #spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #oneshot #fluff #little bit of angst #criminal minds #derek morgan #y/n

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tempting-andromeda · 2 years ago

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Fuck it writing for rdr2 now

Nsfw headcanons

Warning: smut, knife play, somnophilia, power dynamic, spanking, hair pulling, bruises.

Characters

Arthur Morgan, John Marston, Dutch Van Der Linde, Charles Smith, Javier Escuella, Sean MacGuire, Lenny Summers, Kieran Duffy,Micah Bell, and Eagle Flies.

Arthur Morgan

He likes for sex to be intimate but he gets a rise out of things escalating. Like you two are in bed about to sleep but like 20 minutes later your legs are over his shoulders and he’s shushing you to stay quite.

He doesn’t force moments between you two he likes when it’s natural.

He laughs softly at you if you get too eager for him. He teases you and degrades you for it softly like “Really? This desperate for me? Guess I gotta give you a good time don’t I, Girl/boy.”

He likes to hear you talk during it even if it's just jumbled moans. He'll ask you questions like “That feel good?” and he likes a response but he doesn't force it (unless he's being rough then he'll stop moving and make you reply)

Sex is personal for him so he likes to make you feel good and sometimes he completely forgets about himself.

John Marston

He likes being in control but simultaneously he likes when you’re in control as well. He’s a complicated man.

He’s so fucking eager. Sometimes he forgets about foreplay but once he remembers he focuses on making you finish until you’re barely able to take him.

He’s real into dirty talk. He simply cannot shut up. He’s between your legs describing how you taste.

He has a high sex drive yet he cums quickly. He goes multiple rounds to make up for it though.

He’s so sensitive. He tries to pretend he’s not but after a while he starts begging you to bite his neck or use your mouth on him.

Dutch Van Der Linde

He likes a power dynamic. He likes being dominant and he doesn’t like that changing. If you try to top or be dominant he sees it as a challenge.

He’s into humiliating you but he doesn’t like bringing it out of the bedroom. He likes seeing you on your knees as he sits in a chair and he likes making you beg to suck him off.

He likes brats. He’s into the challenge and he likes making them submissive. It’s a huge thing for him if you act all bratty.

He likes to lightly smack you but doesn’t actually apply pressure unless he’s spanking you. Like if you back talk or something he grabs your face and uses a stern voice and after you say “yes sir” he lightly taps your face.

Really likes to stand back and admire you after he’s done with you. Looking at your panting frame and fucked out face. It makes him so proud. If he could he’d have a picture of it.

Charles Smith

He’s super into passionate slow sex. Pressing his forehead against your chest as he praises you but sometimes he can’t seem to hold himself back and he fucks like his life depends on it.

Like he’ll have your legs spread in a nearly humiliating way but he’s complimenting you the whole time, praising your very existence.

He likes when you wrap your legs around his waist. It makes him feel like you’re desperate for him as well and it drives him crazy.

He’s a munch. No doubt about it. Sometimes it’s the only thing he wants to do. He’ll lay in between your thighs like he’s starved.

Having sex with Charles is like experiencing a Hozier song first hand. At the end of every night with him you have absolutely no doubt he worships you.

Javier Escuella

He’s into knife play but he’s not entirely into drawing blood. He’s into cutting your clothes off of you. Like completely ignoring the buttons on your shirt and instead just running his blade along the buttons, snapping them off.

He’s real into hair pulling both ways. He likes fucking you from behind to pull your head back so he can kiss you and he likes when you pull his hair in missionary.

Possessive. No doubt about it. I feel it in my bones. He always asks you who you belong to before you cum and he gets a huge rise out of it. He makes your scream out his name at least once every time y’all have set.

He’s super into quickies. He likes to pull you away for a bit and absolutely destroy you and then go back to what you were doing and watch you struggle to pretend like nothing happened. It’s a huge turn on for himz

He likes to cum on you instead of in you. He’ll finish in your chest, back, stomach, face. He’s so into it. He likes knowing you’re a mess for him and you’re allowing him to do this to you.

Sean MacGuire

He’s huge on praise. He needs you to tell him he’s big and that no one makes you feel this way. It drives him crazy.

He’s super messy when he fucks. There’s something about it that makes him feel prideful that you’re a mess and he’s a mess.

He likes to humiliate you but in a different way from Dutch. Dutch does it for the power dynamic and he does it just because he likes the idea that he’s the only one allowed to do this to you.

He’s a head pusher but he always makes it up to you afterwards by making you pull his hair when he goes down on you.

He likes having sex in semi public places. It fills him with such adrenaline he’s trying to go again afterward.

Lenny Summers

Hes into handjobs. More than anything. If you put your hands in his pants he’s nearly crumbling that instant.

He likes when you go down on him randomly. Like he’s reading a book and suddenly he’s getting head or waking up to head? It’s so attractive to him.

He knows what you like and what you don’t like and his fingers are magical. Sometimes he tries to multitask and do something else while he fingers you but he ends up giving in and giving you all of his attention.

He’s real nervous at the idea of people catching you two so he just whispers a lot of praise in your ear. He feels horrible degrading you but he tries.

He moans at everything. Like if he goes down on you, he’s moaning the whole time. If he’s touching you he’s still moaning. It’s just attractive to know he’s doing something that arousing to you.

Kieran Duffy

He likes when you tell him what to do. He’s real clumsy most of the time and if you lead his hands and body and tell him what to do he’s determined not to fail.

His dirty talk is mostly him asking for reassurance like “am I doin’ good?” Or it’s just him worshiping you.

He whimpers and whines so easily it’s like he’s getting fucked. (Or he is) he gets real embarrassed afterwards but he doesn’t try to stop

He begs to touch you even if you’re not holding him back or telling him he can’t. His hands could even be on you and he’s begging to touch you.

He moans so loud when he cums. He always tries to cover his mouth to muffle it or he buried his face into you to prevent anyone from hearing.

Micah Bell

He’s rough. Real rough. A night with him probably ends with a few bruises and a sore body and he’s real smug about it too.

He likes watching you pleasure yourself. Sometimes he’ll touch himself as you do so and after you both finish he won’t touch you.

He loves edging you. Sometimes he pulls away right before your climax and wait for you to beg. Once he got up and nearly left just to see your reaction.

He likes shoving your face into the pillow as he fucks you from behind. It makes him feel dominant and like he’s in control.

His praise is really rare so he saves it for a special moment. He’ll have you hanging off the side of the bed as he bellows your back out and he makes sure you hear him when he speaks, grabbing you by the back of the neck just to whisper something like “look so pretty from back here, slut.”

Eagle Flies

Experimentalist to the core. He wants to try everything at least once. He thinks it’s a huge trust thing to experiment with intimacy.

He likes showing off his strength and stamina so he likes to lift you up to fuck you. He can last so many rounds too so by the end both of you are panting and tired.

He says “I love you” during sex. He feels so intimate to say it and he likes to make eye contact as he does it. He knows it’s cheesy but he likes to say “I love you” while he finishes

He likes to talk about your sexual fantasies and tries to recreate them as best as he can. He feels like he has to prove that he’s better than some fantasy and he never fails.

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fire-lizard-ro · 1 year ago

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Ohoho Sunday thoughts you say? >:D this is loosely based on the prior ask? But I was just thinking how Sunday would probably try (keyword try) to remain pure and abstain from s*x before marriage, yknow? But when he finally does have you as his own, all bets are off. Angel boi is horny and wants you :( in his mind: it’s pure and simple yet beautiful lovemaking between two souls :( and in my love deprived ass I would melt because I know he’d be big on giving and receiving praise fjgjgjgj even would enjoy the idea of extending the Family if you were down for it (whether or not you could, he enjoys the idea of it) ((also he likes control so))

And don’t get me staarttteddd on his sweet aftercare and pillow talk D: oml you’d quite literally be on cloud nine!! He is too tho :) and he cannot help himself from just being so sweet and genuine orz

ohhHHHHH- Y e s I like this quite a bit. Need this to take a break from the angst I’ve been cookin up with a certain someone (you know who you are OTL).

Fair warning y’all are gonna end up seeing me write a fic about him that is blatantly blasphemous with religious themes (pretends like I’m not already working on one like that with Argenti).

Anyways- Back to this.

Thank you so much for the ask~ I love Sunday so much. <333333

CW: possessive behavior, cumming inside, fluff!!! (crazy I know how very almost off brand of me-), maybe some blasphemous thoughts? (idk that they count with aeons but hey-), marking, breeding kink (he’s saying it regardless of whether you are able to have children or not bc regardless it’s h o t -), praise

Reader gender: gender neutral (I tried not to say anything that would be too telling about what sex the reader is so please read it as such! I don’t think I said anything that was like that-)

So going off the last ask, we’re going to assume that he likes you enough to feel great affection for you. Enough to want you. To feel his own carnal desires rear their head even before you’ve married. It manifests in his seemingly innocent yet wandering hands. A hand on your waist as he passes by you. His hands drifting dangerously low when you hug. Leaning in close to talk to you. Lips making their way down from your forehead to your cheek to the corner of your lips. The placement of his kiss making its way to your lips slowly with every goodbye kiss.

But at some point, he can’t really stop himself from at least using those pretty hands of his on you- Along with that silver tongue and sinful mouth. He’ll make you feel so incredibly good, plunging his long fingers into you and taking you into his mouth. He’s lick and suck at you and even slide his tongue inside you. Perhaps the taste of you would be enough to tide him over until you were properly his- Married to him. It would have to be enough because you deserved to have a perfect wedding and perfect wedding night.

But aeons that doesn’t stop him from pleasuring you with what he can before then in order to hopefully keep himself in line. Even as his cock aches with the need to have you, he’ll just hold you down and whisper sweet promises in your ear. Even if you beg him, he won’t. Just wait for him baby just a little longer-

But after the ceremony is over and the afterparty is done and the guests all leave-

Oh dear. You’re finally left alone with your hungry fian- husband. You’re finally left alone with your absolutely famished husband. And you’re on the menu.

It begins like how many of your other encounters of sexual nature begin.

Sweet kisses that make it seem like he wants to swallow you whole. Gentle hands taking in the feel of you in his arms. Trailing kisses down your throat, eyes closed in ecstasy because you were finally his now. He can have you with no regrets. All that waiting was for this moment. When he could finally have you wholly. And that makes this moment in the warm light of the bedside lamp and the cooler shades of the moon all the sweeter.

Wetted fingers stretching you in preparation for something larger, taking their time in their task despite knowing you well by then. Because even if this was to get you ready to become one with him- He’s wants to draw as much pleasure from you as possible. This is a special night for the two of you. One he will cherish completely and one he wants to make perfect for you. His arm would be holding him up, cradled behind your head for you to lean on while he molds himself to your side. Even as you whine and roll your hips into the curl of his fingers inside you, pressing on that special spot inside you, he kisses your cheeks gently with soothing words. “Good… very good, my love. Just a little more- I want you to finish on my fingers first. Can you do that for me, my sweet? I know you can-”

Just as he gives you your first orgasm of the night, he takes your lips once more while gently coaxing your through the waves of pleasure. He’s so soft, guiding you through the dance even while your mind goes blank for a bit as he watches your expression. “That’s it. I’ve got you.”

It’s then that he kisses you almost chastely before beginning his journey down your body to have his prize. The prize being whatever he’s managed to pull from you. He’d lick it from your body in broad strokes as though he were tasting honey dribbled over your form, caressing your every curve as he went.

Sunday would dribble lube over himself, a hand slathering the viscous substance over his cock in pumping motions. It was almost erotic watching him. The way he'd squeeze just a little at the top and you would watch his hardness twitch and drool between his fingers. But when you look up, the angelic man would only be looking at you. Gazing lovingly- longingly at you.

That's how it always was. Ever since meeting, he couldn't seem to take his eyes off you. You were simply radiant to him. Unlike anything or anyone else he'd ever seen.

Leaning over you to settle himself between your legs, Sunday would give you another kiss before asking if you were ready. While waiting for your answer, he'd go back to nip and lick at your neck. He wanted to mark you for all to see- You were his. His lover, his spouse, his soulmate. His. No one else's. He would love and care for you in every way, he'd think to himself.

And no- Don't just nod at him. "I need to hear you say it, dove. Please? For me, my dear?" Once you'd given him your clear consent, he'd bring you into a deep kiss while lining himself up with your stretched out, wet entrance. He can't even bring himself to tease you a little. Though the thought crossed his mind, he knew he'd been waiting far too long for this.

Once he was in the proper place, he'd rest his forehead against yours, the two of you breathing in each other's air while he looks down at where the two of you would be connected, fingers drifting to fondle you in order to distract from any possible pain you may feel with a gentle hum.

As Sunday would finally push in, cockhead popping inside, he'd gasp against your lips with twitching hips he had to force still. "Are you alright, love?" Taking a moment for himself to regain his composure and steel himself, he'd hide away in the crook of your neck to breathe in your scent and feel your pulse beneath his soft lips. Once you were ready it would be but a slow rock of his hips, moving gently inside you, to eventually sheath himself completely inside. As he worked himself into your tightness, Sunday would whisper sweet words into your ears in a whisper, as though the words were only for the two of you despite no one else being around- The words would come in between kisses while he rubbed a hand up and down your side to comfort you, the hand occasionally straying to rub your sex or pluck at your nipples to distract you from the strain of this part of the night.

Once bottomed out, your ass resting in the cradle of his hips with his body covering yours, he would ask you if you're alright and give you time to adjust. It's all praises here, the man telling you just how good you are for him and saying that you're doing wonderfully. After some time passes and you rock your hips against his to test your comfort, a small moan would be startled out of him before it devolves into a chuckle. "Are you ready, my love?"

It'd start with hip just grinding into you, firm but slow and accompanied by a pleasured sigh from him. He'd hold back none of his sounds because he wanted you to know how good you made him feel. Then he'd pull out only just a bit before thrusting himself back in. At some point he had begun to properly fuck you, the push and pull like the rocking of a boat on a gentle sea. This was making love. And after angling his hips, he found your sweet spot he'd only ever touched with those pretty fingers of his.

It'd be a struggle to not lose himself in you. In your all-consuming presence and the pleasure you gave him- In the love you showed him as you reached up to bring him close with a whimper of his name. It was like hearing the gospel fall from your lips. And they might as well have been. For now you were his everything. His god, his true Harmony. Were you to say it, it would be so. And right now, you were telling him that it felt good and asking him to keep going. So, he would.

With teeth gently marking all the places he'd been, his darkened eyes would watch the way you arch your back and moan to the heavens (they were yours anyways). Sunday is something that knows how to hide its teeth and disguise itself in the form of a man. He was careful to dull his claws so he would not hurt you when he held you close. Careful to veil the violence that was part of him, showing in his eyes, when he was with you. But he was a beast who knew the taste of blood. And yet you, his pure and lovely dove, loved him and accepted him. You said he was a good man and that you loved him. You were his truth. So, it must be so.

He wanted to claim you so wholly that none could ever deny that you both belonged to one another. That none could mistake that you were his deity and him your humble and devout servant who worshiped you here in the temple of your bed, giving you his offerings in pleasure, loyalty, and love. That brought another idea to mind of just how he could claim you and show you his deepest love.

"I want to breed you, my love. To carry on the family and mark you inside with my cum. Would that be alright? Do you want that as well, dove?"

He would speed up now, thinking about how he could have a family with you. How lovely you would look with a child tottering around behind you. He would make it happen no matter what so long as you wanted it as well. When you agree, he'd smile so wide his face hurt and shower you with kisses. "Thank you, thank you, thank you, my love my heart my everything-"

He can hardly fathom how he'd lived without you before.

Touching and kissing you all over he drove the two of you to your peak, the both of you moaning and whining against each other's lips as you kissed through the high. His hips continued to rock into yours to prolong the waves of pleasure that washed over you before slowing to a stop when you both became overstimulated.

"Thank you, love. You did so well- So very good for me. I love you so much," he'd praise and declare between kisses that he planted all over- Everywhere he could reach while wrapped up in your arms and holding you so close you wondered if the two of you could fuse together. "I love you, too," you'd mumble against his lips as he came back to them for a proper kiss. The chaste peck turning into a sensuous slide of lips, unhurried and full of undeniable love.

Even when he withdrew from your now cum-filled hole and began to clean you up, he would praise you and ask you how you felt while pressing kisses every place he touched. Once everything was done and he'd had you drink water, he'd lay down and pull you to lay on his chest. While stroking your back and pressing a kiss to your hair, he'd bid you goodnight and say yet another "I love you" before quietly humming to help you drift asleep.

Hopefully that was to your liking~ I had fun writing it! Thank you for the idea and for letting me write more about Sunday! <333

Feel free to send in another request if you want, hehe.

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hugs2doie · 2 years ago

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HI could u do when theyre clingy?? i love ur texts!

HIHI ANON!!! ofc !! also i didn’t do it in the text format cause it would be quiteeee long, also this is mixed with the dreamies if they want cuddles too? idk 😭 however i hope you like this and AAAAA THABK U SMMM

nct dream when they’re clingy !

pairing: bf!nctdream x gn!reader

genre: fluff

warning: none

𖦹 mark:

mark will give u little signals like hugging u more often that he would in a daily basis, hold ur hand etc and waits for ur reaction. if u are okay with it, he wouldn’t mind being more touchy and clingy. he would be flustered asking u stuff like “can u not leave the bed? i wanna stay with u like this a little longer” (prolly with some stutters too) and you just can’t say no. HOWEVER if you said no (i mean its kinda understandable, what if u were hungry or wanted to use the restroom) he would have a frown on his face and won’t say much about it, though you can still see the sadness in his eyes. but when you come back he will have that goofy (but cute 💔) giggle ☹️☹️ a clingy mark would probably mean a lazy day for the both of you.

𖦹 renjun

renjun would EXTRA nice to you and you’d just be like ???? like, how come he isnt roasting you AT LEAST twice?? you immediately understand why when he comes behind you while you were cooking (if you can cook😭) & wrap your hands around your waist & puts his head on your shoulder/the crook of your neck to ask how your day was. obviously, you’d literally melt from that, like c’mon, who wouldn’t? if you two were watching movies he’s tangle y’all’s legs & if you tried to get up he’d hold you closer and say smth like: “sit down, everything else can wait 🙄😒”.HE’D GET MOODY IF YOU WOULD STILL GET UP 😭😭 to the point where he’d ignore you,, but will get over it quickly cause he’s clingy & needs your attention. when you’d apologize he’d be like “okay fine ugh i’ll forgive you, just don’t do that again 😒”. a clingy renjun would mean that he wants to be the only thing (person) you see and focus at that moment.

𖦹 jeno

jeno would hold your hand quite often. he’d also give you lots of hugs and try to touch you in any way (ofc not sexual) while giving his significant eye smile to you. he would always try to be your side just to be around you. ofc you’d notice and give to him (as you should!!). however if you tried to tease him and pretend not to notice and go on with your day he’d get so sulky and wonders if the physical contact made you uncomfortable ☹️ once you see how he started to stop being clingy towards you, you’d quickly assure him that you’re teasing him and he’d smile & hug you again. if you’d get up and do smth he’d put his head on your shoulder and wait for you to finish also he would pretty much follow you like a puppy wherever you’d go. a clingy jeno would mean a puppy-like jeno (NOT LIKE A KINK THOUGH 😭).

𖦹 haechan

haechan would literally be STUCK like a glue to you. he would literally turn into a bear and not leave you alone for a second. it could go like : “babe i have to go” “no you dont” “you cant be gaslighting me haechan” “im not doing that, wdym?” LIKE HE WOULD NOT LET YOU LEAVEEE 😭 if you still MANAGED to leave, he’d be a whine mess and would keep on telling you to come back. if you wouldn’t be next to him for the next 10 seconds he’d get up and follow you around, like jeno, but he’d CLING into you till you get tired of it and go back to bed (or anywhere) to cuddle with him. HOWEVER HAECHAN MIGHT GIVE U AN ATTITUDE TOOSOMETIMES?? like when you would try to leave he’d probably scoff and tell you to not come back since you “clearly don’t love him” which if you ignored and left the room he would raise his voice so you could still hear and be like “wow the loml doesn’t even love me” or stuff like that 😭 i mean he obviously isn’t being serious, he just wants you to spend time with him esp when he needs it the most. a clingy haechan would mean an actual bear/koala haechan.

𖦹 jaemin

he’d probably give you a lot of kisses on your face while smiling it’d be soooo adorable 💔 he’d be kinda like jeno, following you around, but not like THAT much cause he’d understand if you’re busy and wait for you. i feel like clingy jaemin would be full of aegyo?? like if he would want smth he’d do aegyo in front of you 😭. all the time with you he’d be smiling ngl. i feel like if y’all would cuddle he’d like to put some cheesy romantic movie in the bg OOOR even music,, he’d be whispering you sweet stuff or compliments ugh i’m sick to my stomach 💔 i feel like jaemin would be the same if he’s clingy, but a bit more touchy. a clingy jaemin would mean a lovely dovely boyfriend (he always is but y’all know what i mean!).

𖦹 chenle

I FEEL LIKE CHENLES EGO WOULD MAKE IT HARD FOR YOU TO UNDERSTAND THAT HES CLINGY??? like he might not try to cling to you cause he’s afraid you’d tease him about it 😭😭 however he’d tell you to stop working or moving around the house and just chill with him. if you said no, he’d help you so you would finish your work or wtv you’re doing faster. once y’all r done & are chilling at the couch he’d do that cliché thing the men do in movies: he’d pretend to yawn/stretch and put his arm around your shoulder 😭😭 after that you understand what’s going on and just give in to him and give him your full attention. chenle would have a proud smirk on his face CAUSEEE YOU DIDNT TEASE HIMMM 💯 but if you did he’d tell you to go away (jokingly) which you obviously wouldn’t do, instead, you’d try to get closer to him (anddddd he’d be very happy even though he wouldn’t show it). a clingy chenle would mean a big ego chenle.

𖦹 jisung

HE’D BE ADORABLE STOP THIS. okay so jisung would he VERYYYYYY shy to express how clingy he is feeling. this is probably because, 1) he’s afraid you might judge him & 2) he isn’t rlly into physical touch. he would give you signs by patting your head or being around you more often than usual. jisung would be satisfied just by a hug or two, or praising words/compliments. he would have his shy smile on his face, he’d even giggle ugh 💔💔 as i said, jisung isn’t rlly into physical touch however he wouldn’t mind it, so if y’all r cuddling he’d probably put his head on your chest and wrap his arms around you while you guys literally talk about anything, even the silliest things. he likes when he gets attention from you and absolutely loves when you drop anything for him & him only. a clingy jisung would mean a shy jisung.

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restinslices · 1 year ago

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Yo, still waiting for that if Tomas was a sub one (canon tbh)

Cannot believe I forgot. Y’all can boo me

Imma just come out and say it. He's such a whiny sub

There are characters that give me dom vibes but I think them as subs would be fun. There are characters that give me switch vibes. Tomas gives me only sub vibes. I don't detect a dom in there. idk, that's just me tho

So needy and whiny it'd probably throw you off when you see him doing anything other than begging you to touch him

Cannot handle teasing at all. He's ok with teasing you but breaks easily when you tease him

Honestly he can't backup any of the shit he talks.

One of those subs who need attention at all times. Even if you're not interacting with him, he still wants you in the area

Kinks I think he'd have are barebacking, biting, humiliation (a HUGE one and imma stand on it), breath play, collaring (in private), impact play, sex toys and sensory deprivation

I just feel like he's a slut in disguise. Where's my proof? I made it the fuck up. I'm doing this for US

If you have female anatomy he's also getting pegged. IDC IDC

Humiliation is a big one for him because he knows it's still a safe space. You can taunt him about how he's a slut, write things on him, make him get off with something unusual, ect. but at the end of day you still love him and it's all for fun.

You can tell when he's needy ‘cause he's extremely close to you. He follows you around normally, but he's right on your heels

To torture him more you can pretend you have no idea what he wants. He knows you know and you know he knows, but watching him try to ignore how he feels ‘cause he doesn't wanna say it out loud is priceless.

He also has a tendency to say he can't take anymore but in reality he wants you to keep going. This is a big guy, he can take it.

There's two good punishments for him; Cockwarming and overstimulation

Cockwarming because he can't handle teasing. It's so simple but he can't stand it and doesn't know which is worse; when you're inside of him (actual dick or strapon, doesn't matter) or when he's inside of you. Either way, it doesn't take long for him to apologize for whatever he's done and beg you to fuck him already.

For overstimulation he gets turned on and cums pretty easily so it wouldn't take that much to overstimulate him.

These two go well together. Cockwarming then overstimulation as a “isn't this what you wanted?”

What would make this better is quizzing him on something. His brain stops working when he's horny so quizzing him on Lin Kuei principles or something else he for sure knows adds to it.

He knows he knows the answer but his brain is a fog. It kinda puts the punishment in his hands but that adds to the torture. If he could figure this out, then you'd actually fuck him (or you'd stop fucking him if you do this while overstimulating him)

As I'm typing this I thought of another thing that can be both a punishment but also something he enjoys. Dryhumping. Listen to me and listen to me well-

I can see him coming up behind you when you're alone and rubbing against you to let you know he's needy. And if you told him to keep going, he'd cum but it's not what he really wants to do.

So him being in trouble and being forced to rub against you but not be inside you or have you inside him would drive him nuts.

Aftercare for him would be showering together, cuddling and reassuring him you didn't mean any of the negative things you said. Especially after an intense punishment, he needs to hear you don't actually think negatively of him and you love him.

Also reading together depending on the day. Just something really chill to pull him back to reality.

I just realized he has the least amount of words so here are afterthoughts to fix that

I know I've called him whiny multiple times but I genuinely think sometimes he can't even form coherent sentences. All that comes out are noises

Tries not to pout but does so anyway

He can get off just from giving head

Loves you leaving marks on him as long as he can cover it up. He can't be scrapping and the enemy sees a hickey on his neck

Tries to sneakily break rules. For example, if a rule is “no touching yourself when I'm gone” he'll do it anyway and try to get rid of the evidence. He'll shower, change clothes, clean any toy he used and whatever else he has to do but you somehow always know.

Tomas is not the best liar and has some habits he does when lying, like tapping his fingertips together so you find out that way or from actually catching him and pretending you didn’t

The type to break rules on purpose if you haven't been giving him attention and then be surprised when actions have consequences

Will call you whatever title you prefer if you don't just wanna go by your name

Like his brothers, he for sure could just throw you off but he never does. It adds to the fun. He's a skilled assassin but if you said “jump” he'd ask “how high?”

The best sub to have if you want one whos so pathetically in love with you but can be a little shit sometimes

Even after his punishments, he keeps apologizing to make sure you're not actually mad at him.

Probably begs you to cum inside him anyway you can

I see him and start tweaking fr

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kathlare · 3 months ago

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electric nights

Lando Norris x Amelie Dayman

Summary: Amelie and Lando escape to Bali for a vibrant night at a Martin Garrix concert.

Wordcount: 2.1 k

Warnings: fluff, smau

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January 4th, 2024 - Bali, Indonesia

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f1updatesdaily: Lando was spotted at Martin Garrix’s set in Bali last night, but he wasn’t alone… Amelie was there too! 🌴🎶👀 Another day, another sighting of the "friends" living it up together.

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f1girl88: NOT LANDO AND AMELIE IN BALI TOGETHER??? 👀👀 Y’all can’t keep calling this a coincidence 😭 → amelie_supremacy: @f1girl88 fr, they’re “friends” but spend more time together than I do with my bestie 💀 → lando_lover34: @amelie_supremacy they're too comfortable, like give us a little mystery at least 😂

speedy_fangirl: Lando’s everywhere with her lately… I’m just saying, something’s up. 🤨 → f1fanatic69: @speedy_fangirl okay but like we’ve BEEN saying this for months now, when’s the soft launch? 🙃

teamlandoxo: Okay but can y’all stop prying into their lives? They can just be friends. Not everything’s about dating. 🙄

tirequeen44: Nah, I don’t buy it. Amelie’s too good for him, let’s be real. 😒 → mclarenfan4life: @tirequeen44 girl chill, why so pressed? They’re clearly vibing, let them live lol.

speedyfan32: OMG they were together AGAIN?? Bali this time?? How much longer are we pretending they’re just friends? 🫣👀 → landoslover4ever: @speedyfan32 bro fr, like… friends don’t fly across the world just to vibe at parties together 😭✈️

gossip_girly: Lando bringing Amelie to a Martin Garrix set in Bali… idk man

f1rumors: Can someone PLEASE ask Martin Garrix to confirm? He’s probably third-wheeling them at this point. 😂

hatersgonnahate: Amelie doesn’t even seem like Lando’s type. 😒 → lanmelove: @hatersgonnahate Yeah, because his type is literally her. 🥴 → ameliefan22: @lanmelove Lando’s been acting like a teenage boy with a crush since 2020. Move on, haters.

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The pulsating beat of Martin Garrix’s set vibrated through the packed outdoor venue in Bali, the air electric with the energy of the crowd. Lando stood by the DJ booth, his arm loosely draped around Amelie’s waist as they moved to the rhythm. Both were glowing from the buzz of the night, cheeks flushed from the cocktails they’d been sipping since the evening began. Amelie’s laughter rang out as Lando leaned in to say something cheeky, his voice barely audible over the music.

—You’re terrible at this, Ames,— he teased, his British accent slurring slightly from the alcohol.

Amelie playfully nudged his chest, her own drink swaying precariously in her hand.

—Terrible? Excuse me, Lan, but I’ve got better rhythm than you. Look at these moves!— she quipped, swaying her hips dramatically to the beat.

Lando burst out laughing, his hand sliding to steady her as she exaggerated her dancing. She tilted her head back, letting the music and their chemistry take over. They weren’t trying to hide how close they were, not tonight.

In the background, Martin glanced their way, grinning at the sight of the two. The DJ had seen them grow closer over the years, and now, seeing them so naturally wrapped up in each other, he couldn’t help but smile. But then, his eyes darted to a cluster of people near the edge of the dance floor, phones raised. His gaze met Lando’s, signaling a subtle warning.

Lando caught the look, his brows furrowing slightly as he glanced over. He recognized the telltale glint of camera lenses pointed in their direction. He sighed, lowering his head to Amelie’s ear.

—Time to disappear before we become tomorrow’s headline,— he murmured, his tone amused but cautious.

Amelie nodded, her eyes sparkling with mischief. —Lead the way, superstar.—

He took her hand, guiding her through the throng of partiers. They weaved their way toward the exit, laughter bubbling between them as they stumbled slightly on uneven steps. The cool Bali night greeted them as they emerged, a stark contrast to the humid intensity of the party.

—You’re ridiculous, you know that?— Amelie teased, wrapping her arms around his waist as they walked.

—Me? You’re the one challenging me to a dance battle in front of Garrix.—

They both burst out laughing, their steps faltering as they leaned into each other for balance.

The short ride back to the hotel was filled with drunken giggles and playful teasing. Amelie kept poking Lando’s cheek, calling him "Lan the lightweight," while he countered with exaggerated impressions of her earlier dance moves.

When they reached their suite, Lando fumbled with the key card, the two of them still laughing so hard they could barely stand straight.

—Would you stop distracting me?— he said, shooting her a mock glare.

—I’m not distracting you, you’re just bad at this!—

Finally, the door clicked open, and they stumbled inside. Amelie kicked off her heels and collapsed onto the plush bed, her hair splaying out around her.

—This is heaven,— she groaned dramatically, stretching her arms wide.

Lando sat beside her, undoing the top buttons of his shirt and smirking down at her. —You look ridiculous.—

—And you look... way too good for someone who’s drunk,— she shot back, grinning up at him.

For a moment, the playful energy between them shifted. Their laughter faded, replaced by the warm buzz of their connection. Lando leaned down, brushing a strand of hair from her face.

—You’re trouble, Amelie Dayman,— he whispered, his voice softer now.

—And you like it,— she replied, her voice equally quiet.

He chuckled, pressing a kiss to her forehead before pulling back and lying beside her. They stayed like that for a while, the distant sounds of Bali nightlife fading as the world outside melted away.

Amelie turned her head to look at him, her expression unguarded. —You know, I think this might’ve been the best decision I’ve ever made.—

Lando met her gaze, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled. —What, coming to Bali or getting with me?—

—Both.—

He laughed, pulling her close. —Good. Because I’m not letting you go anytime soon.—

The warmth between them lingered, but soon their playful energy sparked again. Amelie rolled onto her stomach, propping her chin on her hands as she grinned at him.

—Alright, Lan, I’m starving. What’s a girl gotta do to get some greasy, late-night food around here?—

Lando’s eyes widened dramatically. —Ames, you’re in luck. You’re dating the king of midnight junk food orders.—

—Oh, how blessed I am,— she teased, throwing her arm dramatically over her forehead.

Lando grabbed the hotel phone, dialing room service with all the confidence of a seasoned pro. —Yes, hi. Two double cheeseburgers, large fries... and do you have milkshakes? Perfect. One chocolate, one strawberry. Thanks, mate.— He hung up, tossing the phone aside.

—And that, my dear, is how it’s done.—

Amelie laughed, flopping onto her back. —Impressive. You’ve truly mastered the art of post-party survival.—

—Years of practice, love,— he quipped, lying down next to her.

They started scrolling through Lando’s phone, giggling over memes he saved and photos from the party earlier. Every so often, Amelie would nudge him, teasing him about the blurry selfies he attempted while dancing.

—This one’s a keeper,— she said, showing him a picture of him mid-dance with a goofy grin.

—Delete that right now!— he protested, lunging for the phone.

—Never!— she yelped, holding it out of his reach.

Their playful struggle ended with Lando pinning her arms to the mattress, his face inches from hers. They were both breathless, eyes locked as their laughter subsided.

—You’re insufferable,— he said softly, his smile betraying his words.

—And yet, here you are.— Her voice was equally soft, her teasing tone laced with affection.

He leaned down, pressing a kiss to her lips. It was slow and sweet, the kind of kiss that spoke to their history, the ups and downs, the moments that had led them here. When they pulled apart, Amelie smiled.

—You know, I think this might be the happiest I’ve been in a long time.—

Lando’s thumb brushed her cheek. —Same. It’s weird, isn’t it? Like... how easy it feels now.—

She nodded, a softness in her eyes. —It wasn’t easy before. But now... it’s like we finally figured it out.—

Their moment was interrupted by a knock at the door.

—Room service!—

Lando groaned dramatically as he rolled off the bed. —Saved by the burgers.—

Amelie sat up, laughing as he retrieved their order. They set up their makeshift feast on the bed, unwrapping the burgers and digging in without a hint of shame.

—This is heaven,— Amelie said between bites, her voice muffled.

—Agreed. Nothing beats burgers after a wild night,— Lando replied, sipping his milkshake.

They talked about everything and nothing, their laughter filling the room as the hours ticked by. By the time they finished eating, they were sprawled out across the bed, the remnants of their meal forgotten on the nightstand.

Amelie turned her head to look at him, her hair a mess and her makeup slightly smudged. —You’re my favorite person, you know that?—

Lando smiled, reaching over to brush a fry crumb off her chin. —And you’re mine.—

Amelie rolled her eyes, a playful smirk tugging at her lips as she flopped back onto the bed dramatically. —Ugh, you’re such a sap, Lan. But I guess it’s cute.—

Lando leaned over, propping himself on one elbow as he looked down at her. —Admit it. You like it.—

She tilted her head, pretending to think. —Mmm, maybe just a little.—

He chuckled, leaning down to kiss her again, this time a quick, affectionate peck. —That’s what I thought.—

Amelie stretched, her limbs splayed out like a starfish, and let out a satisfied sigh. —So, what’s next on our wild Bali adventure? Midnight swim? Karaoke in the lobby?—

—We could do both. But you might scare everyone off with your singing,— Lando teased, dodging the pillow she chucked at him.

—First of all, rude. Second, I have the voice of an angel, thank you very much.—

—An angel who’s had too many cocktails,— he shot back, grinning.

She sat up, narrowing her eyes at him. —Keep talking, Norris, and you’ll be sleeping on the floor tonight.—

Lando raised his hands in surrender, laughing. —Alright, alright. Truce. But only because I like my spot on this bed.—

Amelie smiled triumphantly before sliding off the mattress to grab her toiletries. —Speaking of which, I’m calling dibs on the bathroom first. Don’t even try to argue.—

He watched her with an amused expression as she disappeared into the en suite, leaving the door slightly ajar. The sound of water running and Amelie humming some pop tune drifted out. Lando shook his head, a fond smile on his face as he started gathering their discarded wrappers and cups.

By the time Amelie emerged in an oversized T-shirt and pajama shorts, her face freshly washed and glowing, Lando had tidied up their late-night feast.

—Your turn, Casanova,— she said, flopping back onto the bed with her phone.

He grabbed his bag and headed into the bathroom, his voice echoing out as he called, —Don’t fall asleep on me, Ames. I’ve still got a solid ten minutes of banter left in me.—

Amelie laughed, scrolling through her messages and occasionally checking Instagram. She saw a few blurry snaps from the party already circulating, but nothing too incriminating. Still, she made a mental note to remind Lando to stay vigilant about cameras when they were out.

When he returned, his hair damp and sticking up in all directions, she couldn’t help but laugh. —You look like a wet puppy.—

Lando rolled his eyes, crawling onto the bed beside her. —You’re lucky I like you, or I’d be taking offense right now.—

—Oh, please. You’re obsessed with me,— she teased, leaning into his side.

He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close. —You’re not wrong.—

They settled in, the glow of the city lights filtering through the curtains. Amelie rested her head on his chest, her fingers tracing absent patterns on his shirt.

—Do you ever think about how weird this all is?— she asked softly.

Lando glanced down at her, his brows knitting in curiosity. —What do you mean?—

—Just... us. How we went from being idiots on Twitch to this. Sharing a hotel bed in Bali, eating burgers at 2 a.m., trying to avoid the paparazzi. It’s surreal.—

He hummed in agreement, his fingers running through her hair. —Yeah, but it’s a good kind of weird. Like, the best kind.—

She smiled, her eyes fluttering shut. —Yeah. The best kind.—

They fell into a comfortable silence, the hum of the air conditioning and the distant sound of waves lulling them into a hazy contentment. As they drifted off, Amelie murmured sleepily, —You better not snore, Lan.—

Lando chuckled, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. —No promises, love.—

And with that, they let the world fade away, tangled up in each other and the kind of happiness that felt too good to be real.

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dollfaceksj · 1 year ago

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THE SEXYAL TENSION U CANT CUT US OFF LIKE THAT WE NEED 10

u ask for drabble #10 and i shall deliver

warnings: teasing, tension, fuckboy!jk back in action, dilemma

have fun and all i’m gonna say is… THINK.

taste of a poison paradise | jjk (m) #10

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u jog up to the rest and swing the bag of snacks back and forth in their faces

“look what jungkook got us!” you beam, opening up the bag to show what’s inside

hyunjoo and isabella are just as excited as you, seokjin is just digging into the bag and yoongi is trying not to care

“good taste,” isabella quietly says to hyunjoo as she nudges her hip with her own

😀😀😀😀

inside joke?

she said it so quietly that you’re sure you weren’t supposed to hear that

you watch as hyunjoo starts blushing and she hides her face behind her hands whilst telling isabella to knock it off

….

alright then…. moving on?

“y’all are just in time for dinner, tae and jimin already set the table.” yoongi is the rational one as he keeps you up to date with what happened when y’all were gone

at least SOMEONE that actually thinks about you

he’s so :(( <333

you smile at him and just as you’re about to ask if you can have a talk with him, you hear the drop of water bottles hit the ground behind you

oop

hello

you turn to look over your shoulder and jungkook is right behind you, staring you down

eyes so black you’re convinced you’re staring down two bottomless pits. just an abyss

he looks

annoyed

“oh, thanks jungkook!” seokjin yells as he runs up to the packs of water and takes a few out to keep them in the coolbox. “you too, y/n!”

jungkook doesn’t respond and neither do you

but before you can get back to what you were doing

he wraps his hand around your bicep and pulls you with him a few meters, creating enough distance between the others and you to make sure no one hears

oh gosh

oh no

cue squidward voice

oh no he’s hot

oh ur gonna fold

ur gonna fold

ur gonna FOLD

jungkook starts, “i hope you know this means we’re even.”

you blink at him a couple times. “meaning?”

he lets go of your arm. “meaning it’s gonna go back to the way it was.”

right right

???

you cross your arms over your chest, mischief glinting in your eyes as you glare up at him. “i don’t know, i liked it when you were all pathetic and needy, those eyes of yours just pleading and begging at my mercy.”

he narrows his eyes at you for a split second and then chuckles,,,,

he CHUCKLES

Yeah… he wasn’t kidding when he said it’s gonna go back to the way it was

cause you’re starting to feel smaller and smaller by the second

“speaking of,” he begins, completely disregarding your comment. “shouldn’t you apologize to me too?”

you frown. “and why the fuck should i?”

he laughs, shoulders bouncing as he LAUGHS in YOUR FACE. “i know you’re older than me but don’t pretend like you’re losing your memories. you said some hurtful things to me too.”

older than me

why

did he have

to remind you

for FUCKS sake wow

why did he kinda gag you😭

your lips twitch and you grit your teeth together trying to come up with a response.

“no comment? shall i remind you, then?” he starts, shoving his hands into the pockets of his sweatpants

you’re not gonna let him assert his dominance. “oh, do enlighten me.”

“good for nothing, narcissist, fucking loser, gross, nothing but a fuckboy,” he lists

damn that shit was weighing down on his mindddd

he listed that so fast. like he’d memorized it

you shrug your shoulders. “alright then, i apologize for those things.”

he squints his eyes at you again, already anticipating something mischievous from you

and he’s goddamn right

“but you are a fuckboy. i’m not apologizing for calling you that.”

there it is

he takes a step forward, closing whatever gap was between the two of you

“stop calling me a fuckboy.” his brows are furrowed and his breath fans over your face

“or what?” you retort with all the defiance you can muster

oof

this is

getting intense

cause why do you feel the back of your neck heating up….

he tilts his head slightly as he continues to stare you down. “if i really was a fuckboy, i’d have fucked you already.”

WOOP WOOP THATS THE SOUND OF DA POLICE

HUH

wait

okay

lets calm down

lets not let him get to you like before

you snort, “and you want me to apologize for calling you a narcissist?”

“saying that doesn’t make me a narcissist.” he looks around for a moment, head turned to the side

the side of his face that you smacked back in that club LMAOOO

your eyes instantly trace his jawline, his lips, the column of his throat, the adam’s apple bobbing up and down whenever he speaks or swallows

he’s so fucking fine…

“but if me thinking i’m the fucking best at what i do makes me one, then i’ll take it.” he turns his head again, facing you fully as his eyes shift back to yours

best at what i do

????

what is he…

is he referring

is he referring to fucking people?

don’t embarrass yourself.

ask for clarification.

your frown deepens. “what do you mean?”

he stares at you for what seems like ages, an unreadable expression on his face

his eyes drop down to your lips for a moment before they shift back up to make eye contact with you

then, a small smirk tugs at the corner of his lips for a few seconds before disappearing. “i think you know what i mean.” he nonchalantly takes his phone out of his pocket and glances at the time

does he know

you were thinking about …

him … having sex …

jesus girl stop being embarrassing 😭

he says, “now let’s go have dinner.”

and with that, he walks away

okay…

nicely done

you know, before you didn’t know how to handle him

but now… now you know exactly how to play his game

you’ll take the bait

during dinner, you’re seated in between yoongi and tae and right across from you

is that FUCKER again

ugh life is just taunting you atp….

you’re all just sitting around, empty plates with food remnants on them and paper cups filled with water

“we should play never have i ever or truth or drink!” tae beams

hoseok replies, “we don’t have any alcohol.”

“so? we can just do it with water!” tae suggests and everyone’s just glancing at each other

“fuck it, why not?” yoongi says as he pours water into your cup without you asking

yoongi is such a gentleman… wow.

fighting every urge not to drop onto your knees and give him the filthiest, sloppiest blowjob of his life

you’re looking around and it seems like everyone is starting to like the idea of a game

“never have i ever gotten high,” tae starts and immediately reaches for his own cup

you watch as joon, yoongi, tae and jimin drink

well… whatever is revealed on the camping trip, stays here

you sheepishly reach for your own cup and take a sip

everyone starts laughing, asking you when and why but you quickly dismiss them with a wave of your hand

“okay, never have i ever masturbated more than 3 times a day,” jimin says

DAMN? going straight for the inappropriate asks

and you watch as seokjin, hoseok and joon reach for their cups

more than 3 times should be illegal…

put these BEASTS behind bars

IMMEDIATELY!!

but then

hyunjoo raises her cup to her lips too

wow??? shes been so quiet and shy

like don’t judge a book by it’s cover but you’d have never expected it from her😭😭

not that she masturbates a lot… but that she’d admit it like this 😭

props to her

everyone roars at the revelation and shes just hiding her burning face

you laugh at the scene in front of you and shake your head, they’re so ridiculous

“i have one,” hoseok starts, making everyone turn to him

hoseok is known as the guy that always asks ridiculous things that no one can drink to

“never have i ever had sex with someone that’s sitting at this table.”

see? ridiculous.

like how would–

wait

why are hyunjoo and isabella giggling as they reach for their cup :)

and why is jungkook raising the cup to his lips :)

this

uhhhh

wow

😂😂😂😂😂😂

yeah let’s not act crazy rn

this means they either had a threesome or he fucked both one on one

you don’t like either outcome

wait

what are you even saying?

jungkook can do whatever the fuck he wants

like literally why the fuck do you care

everyone’s laughing and asking stuff but jungkook and the girls are staying quiet and shaking their head while laughing

okay well at least they’re having a good time😂😂😂😂😂

😐

smilin’ but it ain’t funny. smilin’ but it ain’t funny.

you should have known these two random ass girls have had sex with that fuckboy

community dick

college community dick

yeah

college community cock?

CCC

LMFAOOOO

yeah. new nickname alert.

you glance at jungkook but he’s not looking at you, no, he’s glancing at the two giggling girls at the end of the table with a small smile on his lips

and you don’t like it one bit

“moving on,” you interrupt, “never have i ever been brutally rejected.”

everyone turns to look at you. “brutally?” joon echoes

“yeah like, with a slap to the face or something.”

they all go “ahhh” but they shake their heads, implying that has never happened before

you stare jungkook down and he’s staring back. you watch as the realization sets on his face and that he has to be the only one that has to drink to this particular scenario

he wanted you to take his bait, right?

his eyes glimmer with something you can’t quite put your finger on but he picks up his cup nonetheless and drinks, being the only one at the table who does so

right right

let’s see if he’s still up to play games with you

everyone laughs at the fact jungkook had gotten slapped before and he nods with a smile, allowing them to laugh at him

“my turn,” he starts and then his eyes land on you again. “never have i ever thrown my good friend under the bus by lying to save my own ass for something insignificant.”

record scratch

ohfuck

IS HE

Oh no

WHY WOULD HE DO THIS

everyone looks around. “ohhh good one, that’s so messed up,” jimin laughs as he slaps jungkook’s shoulder

fuck

FUCK

no one’s drinking

oh you’re gonna look like a shit fucking friend

you scratch the back of your head as you slowly reach for the cup and take a sip

everyone at the table is now focused on you

“y/n! it better not have been me!” tae yells as he pokes your sides which almost makes you spill water over yourself

you grumble, “no, of course not.” you put your cup back down and glance up at jungkook, who is sitting right across from you, still fucking looking at you

hands against the bench he’s sitting on, on each side of his hips as he leans on them, head tilted back and staring you down with the most shit-eating fucking grin

you need to slap that right off his pretty face

JERK

the games continue and whenever it comes back to you or jungkook, it’s just underhanded jabs between you two that thankfully no one else seems to notice

it’s past 11pm now and it’s time to go to sleep so you slowly rise to your feet

you and jungkook were kinda the only ones without a task aside from picking up water so you were assigned to clean up with him

he told you to wait for him while he goes to pee

but ur not gonna wait for him so you gather the plates of everyone, watching as yoongi suddenly appears next to you to help you out

“you prepared the food, you don’t have to clean up.” you remind him of the delicious food he helped preparing for you

like yoongi is such a good cook yo😭😭

he shakes his head. “i want to.”

you smile and continue to gather plates and cups

ugh and you’re moments away from getting into a tent with jeon jung fucking kook

like just being that close to him for that long has got to be some kind of divine punishment

wait

you’re such a fucking bitch

this man is being so fucking sweet, cleaning up with you when he literally doesn’t have to and you’re thinking about some random fuckboy?

enough.

it’s time to set the record straight before shit gets out of hand

you need to make a choice

and you need to choose wisely

“yoongi?” you call out to him, watching as he swiftly turns to you, responding with a soft ‘hm?’

“can we talk?” you quietly ask as you place the plates back down on the table and walk up to him

“of course.” he says, reaching out to adjust the earring in your earlobe. “what’s bothering that pretty head of yours?”

fuck

his hands are so soft

wow

get real

you need to be serious

calm down

you can do this

CHOOSE WISELY

to be continued

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footballlover8 · 1 year ago

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Hot’n Cold || Pablo Gavi (Insta Au)

Warnings: hinting too some unaliving yourself as a joke, swearing. (let me know if there is anything else)

Requested?: Yes/No

(Also the first one in the second picture, pretend it’s a vape just for the better)

@Y/n.Gz

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@Y/n.Gz:Cold asf, help me please😭

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Pedri:Get used too it gusano🪱❤️ (worm)

@Y/n.Gz:BOY!!???? WHY WORM???

Pablogavi:You sleep like a worm, swear too god, you kick me 4 times in a minute when you sleep

@Y/n.Gz:Excuse me?????

Pedri:Deadass, you slept on the couch once, and you kicked fer where the sun doesn’t shine anymore

@Y/n.Gz:Fck you🖕

Mikkykimmeney:My cold baby💗

@Y/n.Gz:Love youuuuu!💗💗

Pablogavi:Hot

@Y/n.Gz:Boy? No context??????😭

Pablogavi:It’s a compliment

@Y/n.Gz:can you add an emoji???? It’s so weird without one😭 I feel like you’re attacking me, help it’s so sarcastic🔪

Pablogavi:My sexy baby🫵❤️

@Y/n.Gz:sounds kinda pedo🐿️

Pablogavi:You’re never happy are ya?🥲

gavilovver:No but bffr, she’s hot asf😍

Bbg..Y/n:Frrrr!😍

Pablogavi_is.Mine: smoking is bad for you

Pedriloves:Fr, she should set a good example.

Pepi:Like I’m a little disappointed ngl

Gavi69:It’s a vape but okey😭

Pepi:Still bad

Gavi69:Be fr, half the football community vapes, no one cares, and she’s literally just a girl

Fan1:So prettyyyyyyy😍❤️

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@Y/n.Gz

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@Y/n.Gz:Made Gavi make a snot angel❄️☃️🪽

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_Ferminlopez:Snot angel??? That’s new, did he like sneeze?

@Y/n.Gz:Die

_Ferminlopez:Wow, harsh. @pablogavi how do you deal with her????

Pablogavi:Honestly…not sure, she’s a crazy baby with anger issues I swear

@Y/n.Gz:You can die too

Fan7:La masia Duo dies as 19 and 20

@Y/n.Gz:sounds pretty valid

Pedri:Mama called me saying she couldn’t get a hold of you, like phone nor on social media, did you block her????😭😭

@Y/n.Gz:None of your business 🫶🏼

Pablogavi:Bambi!? Why did you block her????????

@Y/n.Gz:she was like, “you should dress warmer” all the time, but I was like “no”

Pablogavi:Bambi…that’s not a valid reason, I swear you’re a stubborn 5 year old sometimes🥲

Pedri:All the time not sometimes

@Y/n.Gz:@pablogavi you always make yourself sound like a pedo

Pablogavi:Bambi I swear I’ll open the window when you’re sleeping tonight

@Y/n.Gz:You wouldn’t dare

Pablogavi:Oh but I would

Pedri:Wow dude, that’s intense…even from you

Vickylopezz._:Babe, I’ll marry you one day😍😍

@Y/n.Gz:MUAHHHH😘😘😘

Mikkykiemeney:Hermosa😍😘

@Y/n.Gz:LOVE YOU💗🫶🏼

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@Y/n.Gz

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@Y/n.Gz:I’m also just a girl💗🎀

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Pedri:You’re a demon child, that’s what you are

@Y/n.Gz:😃😃😃🫵

Pablogavi:You gonna pretend you were the ones that baked that Bambi?

@Y/n.Gz:Shut up

Pedri:JAJAJAJA AS IF YOU COULD EVER DO THAT

@Y/n.Gz:I’ll punch you

Feeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrr: Funny how you two come from a family of chefs and can’t do shit yourselves🤣🤣

Pedri:I’m better than her at least

@Y/n.Gz:IM A CHILD STOP ATTACKING ME🔪🔪🔪🔪

Fan79:Help, she’s so pretty🥰😍

Fan9:Shes also just a girl🎀💕💗💅🏽🌸

Fan55:Fuck me

Fan87:Wow wow wow

Ferrantorres:What does that even mean?????

@Y/n.Gz:nothing a man should get concerned over. For you💐

Alejandrobalde:What the fuck? Can I have too??

@Y/n.Gz:Here💐💐

Alejandrobalde:Hah! I got two @ferrantorres !

Ferrantorres:They we’re all dead🥀🥀🥀🥀

@Y/n.Gz:That was dark sharkboy…..Lavagirl

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@Y/n.Gz

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@Y/n.Gz: Christmas Birthday with bf? I love😍💗 @pablogavi

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_Ferminlopez: Happy birthday you clumsy fuck🫶🏼🪱

@Y/n.Gz:What is it with y’all and the fucking worm?????

Joaofelix79:You literally deadass kicked him off the bed once?????

@Y/n.Gz:No i didn’t!????

Pablogavi:Yes you did Bambi😭 But that’s okey, still love you 😘

@Y/n.Gz:G😭 Tahnks I guess

Pedri:Can you write? Or are you completely dumbfounded????

@Y/n.Gz:Excuse me??? I’ll block you gtfo

Hctorforrt_:Happy birthday 🖕🫶🏼

@Y/n.Gz:Yall are mean I swear😭

Mikkykiemeney:@frenkiedejong

Frenkiedejong:What’s this supposed to mean!!????

Pablogavi:Trust me…it’s a hint, a big one at that

@Y/n.Gz:@Mikkykiemeney I can break up with gavi, and we can date?

Mikkykiemeney:Oh please dooooo!

Frenkiedejong:Excuse me? I gave you a son?🥲

Mikkykiemeney:I birthed him, don’t see your point

Frenkiedejong:🥲🥲🥲🥲

Pablogavi: @Y/n.Gz a little hurt, but girl power I guess🤞🤝

Fan2:Gavi wtf?

Fan:7:I’ll take them both…

Taia_Belloli:I want😭

@Y/n.Gz:I give😉

Danielalexmachado:Feliz cumpleaños, Bebita😘❤️ (happy birthday baby)

@Y/n.Gz:Thank you mami😘💗

Mikkykiemeney:Happy birthday too the sweetest girl ever!❤️🥰

@Y/n.Gz:Love youuuuu momma bear❤️

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@Y/n.Gz

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@Y/n.Gz:Why is he like this?????? Why do I actually have a good bf???? @pablogavi

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Vickyylopezz_.:BABE? Are you complaining!???????

@Y/n.Gz:NO I SWEAR BUT LETS BE FR HE CRAYCRAY😭

Pablogavi:I’m gonna marry you one day sooner or later

@Y/n.Gz:STOPPPP THAT SOUNDS SO AGRESSIVE, I love you though💗

_Ferminlopez:One weird chick

@Y/n.Gz:Baby chicks 🐥🐣

_Ferminlopez:Yeah you sure as hell walk like one that has just cracked out from the egg

@Y/n.Gz: @pablogavi you just gonna let him??????🔪🫵

Pablogavi:Bambi..Te amo❤️

@Y/n.Gz:No you don’t topper!

Pedri:Who tf is topper??

Pablogavi:Please not this shit again Bambi….

@Y/n.Gz:YOU LOVE THE IDEA OF ME!

_ferminlopez:Why are you like this?

@Y/n.Gz:YOU LOVE BEING SEEN WITH ME!

@Y/n.Gz:But you don’t love me…

Pedri:Wtf?

Vickylopezz._:Are you adopted?

@Y/n.Gz:Babe????😭😭😭

Vickylopezz._:Too pretty too be related too pedri swear

@Y/n.Gz:STOPPPPP🫶🏼😘🥰🫵

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@Y/n.Gz

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@Y/n.Gz: @pablogavi took me too fcking Greece. Crazy human being swear too god, te amo mucho!❤️

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Pablogavi:te amo tambien Mi pequena Bambi❤️ (I love you too my little Bambi)

Pedri:Knew all along, I actually helped so it would be nice to get a thank you as well hermanita🙄 (little sister)

@Y/n.Gz:ew👁️👅👁️

Pablogavi:What does that even mean?😭

@Y/n.Gz:Tongue between eyes👁️👅👁️🐿️

Pedri:What drugs are you on????😭

Pablogavi:Sleeping drugs, swear she’s about too pass out if she has too lift her thumb once more

Pedri:Jeez,cray cray, dunno how you deal with her, she’s like a 3 year old stuck in 17 years olds body😭

@Y/n.Gz:I’ll shoot you with a croquette in the face

Pedri:You have no aim

@Y/n.Gz:harsh

Vickyylopezz_.:Wanna like…get married right now?

@Y/n.Gz:Do you seriously have too ask?

Pablogavi:Stopppp😭 why is everyone stealing my gf from me?

Vickyylopezz_.: accept it, she’s too pretty for you🙂

@Y/n.Gz:You’re both too pretty for me😘

Fan66:Awwww, she’s defending him in a discreet way 🥰😫

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@Y/n.Gz

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@Y/n.Gz:I think I like this little Life🫵💗 @pablogavi

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Pablogavi:why do you say that every second I do something normal for you???😭

@Y/n.Gz:Low standards, but you be giving me high standards that I get shocked at family dinners with my brothers and cousins

Adrifebles:Bitch

Pedri:@adrifebles preach

@Y/n.Gz:I’ll expose your little ass🥰

Pablitogavi:Help! They came to my grandparents restaurant! They were so nice! AHHHH!

Gavibbg:Babe!? I want too be you so bad!😫

Taia_belloli:sweethearts💕

@Y/n.Gz:💗💗💗

Fan6:Her tan though!😫

Fan3:Can I please change life’s with her

Fan8:Nah him! She’s so prettyyyyyy😍

Marcguiu9:Stop.with.this.love.dovey.shit

@Y/n.Gz:I’ll come too the next practice too personally shoot a ball in your face

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billiegabbysyd · 23 days ago

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i can’t stand you part 1 (ellie williams x black fem reader) 18+

warnings: cursing, a bit of making out, mostly fluff

part two!

i had to break this up into two parts because it’s taking forever to write.

part two will be out after i post my sam carpenter oneshot. sorry it’s so short.

men and minors dni

summary: you and ellie can’t stand each other…

you and ellie disliked each other. she liked teased you and you her. the only thing that you two had in common was abby. she was both of y’all’s best friend.

both you and ellie weren’t friends at all. abby was the only one who could get y’all to get along. which is why the two of you lived together with her. you all were junior in college living in a apartment on campus.

now here you and ellie were sitting on the couch in your shared apartment. watching a movie, waiting for abby to get back from somewhere. you sat there with a pout on your face. you were mad that abby left you alone with her.

both of you sat on opposite sides of the couch in silence. until ellie spoke.“ you could at least pretend to be cordial.” you shot her a death glare.“you’re one to talk.” you muttered reaching for the remote.

ellie grabbed your wrist suddenly.you wiggled out her grip and shot her a disgusted look.“the hell ellie, i can’t stand you sometimes.” she laughed.“oh please princess, you know you secretly like me.” she said grabbing the remote while you were distracted.

you gasped. “hey! give me that, ellie.” you lunge towards her reaching for the remote. she quickly dodged you and stood up off the couch. “you can have it if you can reach it.” she held it up in the air.

“come on! you know that’s not fair.” you tried jumping to it but it was no use. she was 5’8 and you were only 5’2 yet you still tried. she just laughed at you and you got mad.

you rushed into her tackling her to the ground. “what the fuck y/n, are you crazy?!” you laugh as you straddle her waist. “yes ellie, so stop playing with me!” you grab the remote from her before standing up. she quickly stands up after you.

she grabs your arm, pulling you close to her. “i can’t stand you either, y/n.” you stand face to face with her as she’s looking down at you. to your surprise ellie takes the opportunity to smash her lips into yours.

you push her away yelling, “i hate you.” she grabs you by your throat lightly before kissing you again. she pulls away to say, “i hate you too, y/n.”

not about anything, you jump into her arms and your legs wrap around her waist and you arms around her neck. she starts attacking your neck with kisses sliding her hands to grip your ass.

you moan as she puts you down. you look at her confused “come on.” she said pulling you by your hand to her room. as soon as the two of you were in her bedroom, she shuts and locks the door.

#fanfic #ellie williams #fluff #ellie willams x reader #ellie the last of us #ellie tlou #ellie x fem reader #black reader #black fem reader #wlw post #lesbian #x reader #wlw

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sevenpoyo · 1 year ago

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some brooklyn slang ik for all the ppl who wanna write for miles and kilometers‼️

feel free to add more idk everything but i i am originally from there and visit a lot this stuff i hear a lot and if you wanna add slang to ur writing this is a good place to start, not all of these brooklyn or ny exclusive but that’s where a lot of american slang starts and u prolly heard some of it b4. imma list it ne ways

don’t use like 8 of these in one sentence bc it will sound weird and i can’t really cover ny puerto rican slang or any puerto rican slang really bc my grandad is a bum so if you know some add it

the city is manhattan, not the other 4 burroughs, just manhattan, cus that’s where everything’s at

to cut ass is to roast tf out of someone , to get your ass cut is get tf roasted out of you

wyling/wilding is being outta pocket, something being absurd or crazy

yeah nah means no and nah yeah means yeah idk why they gotta make it complicated just look at the second word

good looks is like good looking out

it’s bout to be winter and i’m bout to see mad christmas fics and shit but do y’all know the proper way to describe cold ny winters?

if it’s cold as hell, it’s brick outside, not regular cold, ny winter is like nipples so hard i see em thru the bra cold

ex; “how it’s so brick outside i walk to the store wit my hair wet and it deadass got icicles in it” “yeah it’s fr brick outside today” “i’m not walkin wit u in this brick ass weather for a bacon egg and cheese?” (actual convo between my sister and me last winter break)

fronting seem kinda easy to me but is like acting or pretending i can’t explain it with out an example

“why you fronting like you wouldn’t die if they text you asking u to go out with them” “you can stop fronting like you like cars it cool if you don’t” “don’t sit there fronting like u don’t wanna dance wit me”

being tight over something is just being upset or annoyed

rj is so smart they said “We say tight bc you kinda huddle close to yourself when you tense/stressed or angry” i had no idea i just be saying it i aint know it had a reason💀 it make sm sense now.

“who got you tight like that this early in the morning?” “my momma came home tight yesterday for no reason, she threw a boot at me!” “i’m so tight this damn shift change has me working all closers this week”

jack is like claiming someone or something

i talk old as hell idk what the youths be jacking nowadays

cop is basically to get, used to be mostly 4 drugs back in the day my dad said (he don’t know why im asking him this)

“just copped me some retro 3’s” “bout to cop me a few percs in a minute”

speaking of a minute, mostly for my non americans bc that’s who get confused the most when i say this one. depending on the context this can mean a actual minute, a short time or a real long

“i’ll be back in a minute” is short “i ain’t seen y’all in a minute” is long. idk how to explain the difference besides context

bop is a good song, pretty easy but i see ppl on tiktok use it wrong

bangs/banger goes hard is kinda like bob for music but i be using it for anything fr

“this push pop is banging yo”

mad can be used normal like angry but it also means a lot or really kinda like hella ig? i usually uses hella when i would say mad so ppl can understand me easier up here

dumb also mean very in the same way

ex; “my english teacher give out mad homework for no reason.” “she be giving me mad shit over the smallest stuff” “i just had some mad good wings so i’m cooling rn” “this shit is mad spicy u sure you want some?” ''This shit got me dumb tight'' “you don’t need no jacket it’s dumb hot out here”

smacked is like high as fuck idk how to elaborate ur just high

lit is drunk

“Yuuuur!'' A signal, a greeting usually used to catch the attention of someone or something very fun greeting and very hated by schools, it’s weird anywhere outside of ny kinda at least to me.

being hollywood means u get a little fame and think ur all that or just that u got a little fame and they’re jokingly hating

ex; “i saw u on the news the other day, “the prowlers return” u must be real proud of yourself huh hollywood?” “and here comes hollywood wit his trending tiktoks”

real talk is when ur about confess something or say something serious in a not real serious setting or convo

“real talk we play a lot but i love you, my life would be boring with out you around” “real talk i’d never do that to you foreal”

go together is like go out kinda, y’all kinda match behavior cus y’all a couple, this one need a sentence 2 i think. (THIS ONE IS OLD AS HELL ONLY USE IT IF UR TRYING TO RIZZ MOMMA RIO)

“he want ur number? he don’t know we we go together or sum?” “why she wanna act like we go together, ion even know her?” “don’t we go together?”

i can’t even explain it with a sentence y’all just gotta figure this one out 💀

A bodega/deli is a convenience store ik most know this from the movie but some ppl think it’s all stores or all spanish stores when it’s just a corner store

the owners of the deli closest to my granddad house is muslim. and so we keep track of all muslim holidays when he’s closed

an ock is the bodega man, miles knows the man’s name at the deli we see him visit, but at any other store he’d call the guy ock

dipping on someone is changing ur mind last minute, usually canceling plans

ex “we was supposed to go get outfits together but they dipped on me last minute”

staticky is like wanting to fight or still being pissed after a fight

static is beef or on sight energy

you good can really be anything but imma list ones i can think of

it can mean like are you ok? or don’t worry about it, or how are you, or stop, or do you got a issue? or do you want an issue? it’s all in the tone of how it’s said fr

'Word of my moms/dads I saw/ did/did not *insert topic*'' Honest term, no lying present in statement i feel like (my cousins be putting anything on they momma fr risking shit on her for no reason)

'hold it down'' handle buisness / take care of someone or something. can also be in refrence to criminal who handles ''buisness''

NOW EVERYONE SAY THANK YOU TO @rashadisback BC HE CARRIED ME ON THIS‼️

i hope this helps any writers that don’t live here!

#42 miles morales x reader #miles morales x reader #atsv x reader #across the spiderverse #atsv

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Runaway

Pairing: Merle Dixon x female reader

Era: Atlanta camp

Word count: 4,8k

Warnings: hard language, brief racist language (literally one line), mild violence, mentioned drug use, drug withdrawals

Summary: After an argument with Shane, Merle leaves the camp and you go after him

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You didn’t like it when Merle was high. Not one bit. He was acting odd, and it scared you. Or at the very least made you uneasy, because he was more unpredictable than usual, even if he was in a good mood. Because of that, you would normally just avoid him. That was what you had done this time as well, doing your best in staying out of his way. He, however, made it impossible to follow through. Raised voices had attracted your attention, and when you walked down to the fireplace, you were met by Merle and Shane yelling at each other over an unsuccessful hunting trip.

“What the fuck were you thinking?” Shane questioned harshly. “You don’t go pointing a gun at anyone here!”

“What? How y’all think I can hunt for shit if ya keep makin’ noise like a bunch of idiots?” Merle asked back, his tone furious. “Had to shut him up somehow!”

“No, that’s not the way, Dixon. You ask, you don’t just put a gun to his face!”

“Ain’t like I pulled the damn trigger”, Merle mocked, and then proceeded to be an asshole on a whole other level: “Maybe I should’ve, then I wouldn’t have to hear some beaner bitchin’ over nothin’ ever again.”

That truly set Shane off, and instead of following his own advice, he grabbed Merle by the front of his shirt and screamed at his face: “What the fuck is wrong with you? That’s no reason to kill someone!”

Merle looked a bit surprised, but then broke free of Shane’s grip and shoved him away. “Ya rather have us all die because of hunger, huh?”

“You think you’re saving us from starvation or something? Fuck off.”

Merle let out a harsh laugh, and then said: “Ya think y'all manage without me, huh? Okay. I’ll go. I’ll go. Let’s just see how quick y’all are gonna come cryin’ after me when ya’ve fucked things up here!”

That, the whole incident, left you speechless. Merle definitely was acting out even worse than he usually did. You hated it, and it made you want to stay the heck away from him even more. This Merle you really did not like. So when he stormed off, you made no attempt to stop him, or even talk to him. You looked away, pretending you didn’t even notice him leaving. It was nothing but good for him to keep to himself if he was going to behave that way towards others.

Initially, you hadn’t taken his words of leaving too seriously, assuming he had just been blowing off steam, but when he had left to go to his tent and you didn't see him again after that, panic slowly crept up inside you. The lack of his presence was notable. Everyone would always know when he was around, but now, he wasn’t. For a while you convinced yourself that he was just off somewhere getting high again or something, but when you finally walked up to his tent and found it almost empty, looking like he had left in a rush, your tummy clenched, and a tight feeling settled into your chest. He had been serious. He really was gone.

Without giving it a second thought, you ran to your own tent, grabbed a water bottle, some food and your knife, stuffed them in your backpack with shaky hands, and headed back to Merle's tent. Your mind was reeling, panic squeezing your chest. Since he hadn't been seen in the direction of the camp, you figured he had left his tent and gone into the woods. Not bothering to tell anyone, you headed there too. You couldn't let Merle disappear like that, no matter what he said and to whom. Who knows what would happen to him out there, all alone and in a terrible state of mind. Your worried thoughts spiralled more out of control with every step you took. Wasted Merle, all alone somewhere out there, thinking everyone thinks they’d be better off with him gone…

Dale had said about a million times not to wander too far alone, to stay within shouting distance (or in the view of his binoculars). That’s why you felt guilty once you had gone further from the camp than you had before. But you had to find Merle. If for no other reason, then to tell him you wanted him around, even if no one else, except maybe Dary, did. So, walking through the woods, you were all bent up both because of his physical safety, and how he might be feeling. You didn’t want him to think you didn’t care, that was the last thing you wanted. You did care. The others were fools not to acknowledge his skills. The man was a great hunter, that’s for sure. So was Daryl, of course, and Shane knew some stuff too, but Merle? He was next level. A real pain in the ass sometimes, or more like often times, but you couldn’t afford to lose him. That’s how you reasoned it to yourself anyway, but you knew in reality your worry had nothing to do with his skills. You just had grown attached to the man.

The longer you walked, the more scary the forest started to feel. It was the same late summer Georgian forest, and it was all calm there. Just a soft wind rustling the trees, and birds singing. Yet, your determination was faltering. You could still turn back, go back to the others. Convince them to come with you to look for Merle. But they wouldn’t come, that much you knew. You had to do it all alone. Your hand rested on the handle of your knife, and you stopped every now and then to listen. But you didn’t hear anything that would tell about his presence, or the presence of the dead either. The latter one was a relief, but the first one wasn’t.

The longer you walked, the more clear it came to you how stupid of an idea this had been. You didn’t know where Merle had gone, he could be wherever, and here you were, walking in the woods in a direction Merle might have headed. You hadn’t seen or heard a thing that would indicate his presence. Not even once. Were you completely on the wrong track?

Suddenly you heard something. Someone was out there! Your heart rate picked up, and your hand squeezed around the handle of your knife. You were smart enough not to call out. It could be Merle, but it could be someone else as well. Or something else. You stood totally still, listening. Despite yourself, you were both hopeful and nervous. Maybe it was Merle. So you waited. You couldn’t make out the sound until it got closer. It wasn’t Merle, it was one of those damn dead. Disappointment washed over you, followed by a sense of uneasiness. You had no desire to make acquaintances with a corpse, so you picked up your pace. It was better to run away than to risk injury, you reasoned. In the back of your head Merle laughed, calling you a scaredy cat in an amused tone.

The false hope left you miserable, and after being relatively sure you had lost the walker, you stopped. You had walked for almost an hour in a pretty straight trajectory through the woods, so you weren’t totally lost. But you had seen no sight of Merle. None whatsoever. You suppressed a sob, and tried to calm down. Merle had to be out there somewhere. You just hadn’t came across him yet. You leaned into a tree with your eyes closed, taking a deep breath. But the tight, heavy feeling in your chest stayed. If nothing, it only got worse.

After a moment you pushed yourself off the tree and continued walking. You reasoned that Merle would probably have done the same thing. Walked straight ahead until… until what? He calmed down a bit? Maybe. That would make sense. It didn’t take too long until you ran into some more walkers. Just a handful, but they surprised you. And you panicked. Instead of continuing, you went on your way to avoid them, and after just a moment of running away from the scary sight, you were lost. No way this is happening… Your heart was racing, and this time you couldn’t hold back your tears. You were lost in the woods, all alone. You curled up in a squatting position and sobbed into your hands, cursing Merle in your mind for being such a prick.

“What are ya cryin’ ‘bout, sugar?” A familiar voice suddenly asked not so far away from you.

You jerked your head up, looking around. And then you saw him. Alive and well.

“Merle!” You cried out, and then ran to him. Despite the risk, you threw yourself into him, hugging him tightly. It would have been terrible if the last time you saw him would have been when you didn't even look at him as he walked away. The mere thought made you want to hold onto him a whole lot tighter.

“Okay, okay, easy now”, Merle grunted, yet relaxed a bit after his initial surprise. He even wrapped his arms around you in a loose embrace, although a bit reluctantly. It must have been the first time someone came running to hug him, someone other than Daryl as a kid, that is.

You held him for a few more seconds, before reluctantly letting go. All you wanted was to keep him safe in your arms the rest of his life, but you knew he wasn’t a touchy feely type. He’d only get annoyed if you were too emotional. So you just sobbed and wiped the tears off your cheeks, trying to act more composed.

“You can’t just run off like that!” You scolded him with an unhappy look on your face, but with a relatively controlled tone of voice. For a moment, relieved by having found him, you had thrown your cautiousness in the wind. Which was a thing you clearly shouldn’t have done.

"Ya think ya got any say in what I do, girl?" He suddenly snapped at you, making you flinch and take a step back. You hadn’t seen him like this before, losing his temper so easily. There was clear anger on his face, and for a moment you thought he’d lay his hands on you. He didn’t, of course. Instead, he stepped back as well and turned away from you, shaking his head.

“I ain’t needin’ a damn babysitter”, he muttered.

You said nothing. It wasn’t totally unexpected, but you thought he might have had time to cool off after his clash with Shane. It had been a few hours, after all. Apparently you had been wrong. And not just that, but it also was the first time he had raised his voice to you like that. It had thrown you off, and so you just stood there with your arms wrapped around yourself, staring at the ground, fighting the tears. You were angry with him, and on edge around him. Damn it sucked.

When there just was no response from you, Merle turned to glance at you and saw your expression. Aw, shit, he thought once he really realized he had both scared and hurt you. But he was too annoyed, and too proud to apologize. It was true, you didn’t have any say in what he did, after all. It was his business if he wanted to leave.

“Well. Are ya just gonna stand there the rest of the day or what?” He asked, his tone still gruff but a bit softer now. But just a bit.

“I don’t know where we are, what do you expect me to do?” You asked back, quietly.

“Ya just run after me without even pausin’ to consider where exactly yer goin’? Great thinkin’”, Merle commented. Then he sighed. “Guess I can’t just leave ya here. Come on. There’s a cabin nearby.”

You were still bubbling with emotions, but followed him anyway. As if you’d have any other option. It wasn’t like you could just stand there till the end of the world or something. The end of the world. How funny. The end of the world had came already.

Merle hadn’t lied about the cabin. After just a couple of minutes walk, there indeed was a cabin in the middle of the forest. A small one, and in a surprisingly good condition. It actually looked nice, with log walls and a small window high enough that walkers couldn’t reach it. Someone, maybe Merle, had also dragged an arm-thick tree trunk at the bottom of the staircase so one couldn't walk straight up. What a miracle such a place had survived the apocalypse.

Once inside, you glanced at Merle hesitantly, and asked: “Um, what now?”

Was he planning to stay here, to not return to the camp anymore? It was a nice place, but you wanted him to come back.

After a moment of silence he sighed and said: “Ya can stay here with me for the night. We think about what to do next tomorrow.”

“What’s there to think? I mean, we gotta go back. That’s our home now. And, how about Daryl? You can’t just abandon him”, you blurted out, and got him annoyed in the process.

He turned to face you, and you could see something flashing in his eyes. Clearly you had pushed too far. However, instead of raising his voice, he tried to keep his anger under control and firmly repeated: “I said we think ‘bout what next tomorrow.”

You sighed, and nodded a bit. His expression told the conversation had just ended. Besides, the sun was going to set soon, so the only logical thing to do was to stay put for the night, especially when they got the cabin that actually was safe.

Since Merle didn’t exactly seem to be in the mood for talking, you decided to take a look around. There was the living area you were now, with a table and a bunch of chairs, a couch and a low bookshelf. Everything looked untouched. Besides that, there was a small cooking space, and a bedroom. The bed was wide enough for two people. You went back to the living area, sitting on the couch. Merle was going through the cabinets and drawers in the cooking space, somehow coming across as jittery. Despite being wondering what the deal with him was, you decided against asking. You didn’t want him to lash out on you again. So you just watched. Turned out even that was enough to set him off.

“Stop staring at me, would ya?” Merle asked after a moment, sounding annoyed.

Nice, you thought. He really was in a foul mood, wasn’t he?

“Sorry”, you muttered, and looked away. There was no point in making an argument over something as stupid as that. But it made you feel even more uneasy around him. This so much wasn’t him. He might not always be the nicest person, but he never acted aggressively towards you. Never. But he had today, although not to the extent he had with others.

In order to avoid any further problems, you made sure not to make any kind of contact with Merle. You just sat there on the couch quietly, looking away from him. For a moment that worked, but then it was Merle’s turn to become uneasy. His heavy breathing and restless movements inevitably caught your attention, even if you didn’t show it. He clearly was still on edge. No way this was just about the argument with Shane. Eventually he sighed, slammed the cabinet door shut, and turned towards you. The sudden sound had made you flinch, and that didn’t make him too happy.

“What, ya scared of me now?”

His tone was challenging, but you said nothing, not even looking at him. You weren’t that stupid, after all. You weren’t going to take the challenge, to give him a reason to start a fight. But that wasn’t what he did. Instead, his shoulders slumped, and he looked… hurt.

“Mhm, right. I figured”, he muttered. "Don’t blame ya though. I ain’t the kinda guy anyone wants around anyway.”

You swallowed, your hands squeezing into fists. Damn. That’s how he was feeling? It made your chest feel tight, this time partially out of guilt. You hadn’t wanted him around, not when he was on something. But it didn’t mean you didn’t want him around at all.

“I- I do”, you managed to get out. “I want you around.”

That really surprised him. Of course, you had came after him, you had hugged him, you had already said he should come back, but all that he could easily explain away. You were dutiful, compassionate and touchy-feely. But he couldn’t explain away you literally saying you wanted him around. Not when you said it like it actually meant the world to you. For once, he didn’t know what to say, so he just grunted as a response.

As the evening went on, you started to worry over Merle’s well-being. He had seemed quite normal earlier, if not more restless and snappy than usual, but now he seemed… sluggish. He had stopped pacing around, and instead sat by the table, with his head in his hands. Just sat there, only occasionally shifting a bit. He hadn’t even picked anything to read, which was what you had done.

“You, uh… you need anything?” You eventually asked.

“Don’t baby me”, came Merle’s reply, but not as sharply as before.

You shut your mouth again, but felt even more worried, even if still a bit annoyed with him. Something definitely was wrong. Was he on withdrawals? That would actually make sense. No drugs = problems, right? Besides, you could tell he was unwell, and from the looks of it, things were only getting worse. Merle’s sifting and irregular quiet noises were stressing you out. Normally, he barely could keep his mouth shut with you, but now he had been sitting by the table without saying a single word or making any other kind of contact with you for ages. It felt so weird. Almost like he wasn’t even mentally there.

Outside, it had stayed calm. It wasn't a very walker-rich area, it seemed. Which of course was a great thing, but you couldn’t relax. You had deemed the cabin safe, the walls were sturdy, so was the door, and the windows were so high up and narrow enough that no human being could get through one of them but even then…

“Merle?” You decided to ask, half-expecting he wouldn’t even respond.

“Mhm?” He voiced.

“Uh, should we keep watch at night?”

After a moment of silence, Merle replied: “Nah, it’s fine. We’re fine.”

You weren’t sure if you should trust his judgement at his current state, but you decided in favor. He wasn’t dumb, after all. So you nodded, even if you still were stressed.

“Merle?” You called out again after having sat in silence for a while.

“What?”

“I’m gonna go to sleep. You coming too?”

The way you automatically had assumed he would share the bed with you almost went unnoticed by him, and when he realized, he was puzzled. Even when he was like this, you wanted him next to you? Very uncharacteristic of him, he didn’t come up with any witty comments. Instead, he gave a one-worded denial as a response. So you headed to bed, but falling asleep wasn’t exactly easy. You stayed still, curled up under the covers, and couldn’t help but listen. The sounds Merle made, hearing him move around every now and then, at least told you he was still alive. With that thought in your mind, you fell asleep.

Some time at night, you woke up with Merle laying on the bed beside you. You sensed his presence without needing to open your eyes. And it wasn’t comforting. On the contrary, it made you a whole lot more worried. If in the evening he had seemed off, now he was obviously sick. His breaths were shallow and uneven, and he was tossing and turning frequently. He let out quiet grunts and groans, a clear indicator of how terrible he must have been feeling.

After a moment you shifted a bit, and reached out in the dark. Your fingers brushed against his arm, giving you yet another signal of his distress. His skin was clammy and cooler than it should have been. This so much wasn’t good. You stayed like that, with the backs of your fingers resting against his arm, debating with yourself whether you should wake him up or not. If he even was asleep. It was hard to tell.

Next time Merle turned, he turned towards you. Your heart skipped a beat, even though you were fairly certain it meant nothing. Even then, you placed your hand properly on his forearm, both for his and your own comfort. He let out a tiny sound as a response, and you sighed quietly. He wasn’t pulling away, that was good. You decided you needed to check on him. Or at least try to do that.

“Hey, Merle?” You whispered, giving his arm a light squeeze.

The reply you got was a low grunt.

“What is it with you?” You asked, trying to keep worry out of your voice, but failing.

“Nothing ya need to worry ‘about,” he muttered. “Just go back to sleep.”

“But… you’re sick, I can tell”, you pushed, blinking the tears away. Luckily it was so dark in the room there was no way he could see that. What you couldn’t hide, though, was how your grip on him tightened slightly.

“I said it’s nothin’.” His reply was sharp, but it was followed by a slightly softer, resigned comment: “Ain’t nothing ya can do about it anyway.”

The question of if he was on withdrawals was on the tip of your tongue, but you held it back. You didn’t want to embarrass him, and you were quite sure it was it anyway. What else could it even be? He had been on drugs earlier, now he likely wasn’t. So you just brushed his arm with your thumb as a half-assed attempt to let him know you were there for him. It felt like it so much wasn’t enough, but like he said, there wasn’t much you could do. Even with a suffering Merle next to you, you somehow managed to fall asleep again.

The early morning light woke up the both of you, but you didn’t get out of the bed. Neither of you slept too well, Merle in particular, so you both simply went back to sleep. The next time you woke up, you found yourself laying there with your back pressed against Merle’s side. Your breath hitched, and after a moment you carefully moved away, and then sat up.

“Got comfy there?” Merle asked quietly, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

“I’m sorry”, you apologized, unable to read his tone. Was he teasing or mocking? “I- I must have been moving in my sleep-”

“Don’t”, he cut you off, and after a moment of silence, he continued: “Didn’t say I’d mind.”

You relaxed a bit, and then offered him a careful smile, followed by a worried but masked as friendly question: “Have you eaten anything lately?”

Despite finding your mother henning behavior irritating, he just replied with a one-worded denial.

“Do you want anything?”

Merle’s reply stayed the same. Judging from the way he looked, it wasn’t that surprising. He was pale, sweaty and had bags under his eyes. His lips were dry too, and he could barely keep his eyes open. It wasn’t a pretty sight, and you could only imagine how much it sucked for him.

“You need to drink, though”, you commented.

Merle only grunted as a response, but you still got off the bed, headed to the cooking space where you had seen Merle’s water bottle earlier, and brought it to him. It was still nearly full, which made you concerned about dehydration.

“Here.”

“Thanks”, he muttered, and managed to turn on his side to be able to drink.

That, however, remained the last thing he said to you in ages. He was just staying in bed, only changing his position every now and then. You stayed in the living area, trying to read. You wanted to get back to the camp already, being sure others were worried already, but Merle seemed awfully tired and sick. Even then, you decided to try talking with him.

“Hey, Merle?”

“What do ya want?” Merle grunted, barely even looking at you.

“I just… What are we gonna do? The others must be worried by now…”

“Yeah, ‘bout ya”, he commented bitterly.

“About you, too. At least Daryl is.”

“Yeah? What’s Daryl gonna do? Come rescue me?” After a short pause, he added: “Don’t need no rescuin’. I’m fine, alright?”

“Yeah, sure…” You replied, your tone clearly telling you didn’t believe him.

“Nothing’s stopping ya from leaving”, he huffed, once again annoyed.

“Merle, I don’t know where we are!” You reminded him more sharply than you meant. “And do you really think I’m just gonna leave you here? Like this?”

“Should have thought ‘bout that before ya ran after me.”

You gritted your teeth, and then simply turned on your heels and walked away. Despite your best efforts, hot tears rolled down your cheeks. You were so angry and frustrated with Merle, but couldn’t help but be worried about him as well. He was trying to act like he was okay, but he so clearly wasn’t. You didn’t know what to do.

It took some time, but eventually you were more worried than angry, and went to check on him. He seemed to be even worse now. You stood there by the door for some time, debating with yourself once again. Merle had been so grumpy the whole time since yesterday, but you still cared about him and it wasn’t nice seeing him in such a condition. Eventually you headed back to the living area, grabbed an extra pillow and something to read, and then climbed to the bed.

At first you kept your distance, giving Merle an option to shoo you away if that’s what he wanted, but he didn’t. He had barely acknowledged your presence, which, in a way, was even worse. You couldn’t tell if it was because he was too tired or out of it to do so, or because he was ignoring you on purpose. You kept glancing on his way every time he made a sound or moved. He was visibly sweaty and shaky, and you couldn’t tolerate just looking on. As much as you feared his reaction, you shifted, positioning yourself so that your bodies remained apart, but your leg was pressed up against his.

As the silence prolonged, you prepared for a negative reaction, but then Merle finally spoke: “Ya really that desperate to keep tabs on me?”

It wasn’t quite his usual teasing tone, it was more quiet and gruff, but it wasn’t harsh. And it was all it took for you to relax. You let out a breath you hadn’t noticed you had been holding, and smiled. “Yep.”

Then, unable to fight it any longer, you rolled over, snuggling up to his side. You reasted your head on his shoulder, your arm wrapped around his waist. Merle tensed at first, but, although he’d never say it out loud, the warmth of your body felt good. It didn’t take away any of the withdrawal symptoms, but it helped soothe the chaos that was going on in his mind. So he adjusted his position a bit, trying to get more comfortable.

“Ya really are something else, ain’t ya, girl?”

You huffed a bit, a wider smile spreading across your face. You could easily tell how unwell he was, cold sweat on his skin and chills running through his body even though he was warmer than he should've been, but holding him still felt about a million times better than being away from him. And he even was trying to joke around with you like normal.

“Well. Ya don’t gotta worry. It ain’t like I’d leave for good anyway. Just needed some space from those idiots.”

His last comment nearly made you laugh, despite everything. And just like it did for him, his presence, his breathing, eased your mind. After nearly 24 hours of nerve-wracking tension that just refused to go away, you relaxed. Sure, Merle was still going through withdrawals, and you had gone after him without telling anyone, probably making people worried in the process, but at least Merle wasn’t pushing you away anymore. And besides, he’d come back with you.

#it didn't take as much time to finalize this as i thought #shane walsh #merle dixon #merle dixon x reader #twd #the walking dead #hurt/comfort #fanfic #fanfiction

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… I can’t imagine that we actually watched the same show. Like I REALLY AISNSOSNWKMEJDND

hold on I’m gonna need to calm down.

Let me just make a list of why I disagree and at least organize my anger. Long post incoming.

Vander was friends and had a deal with Grayson. The sheriff. Idk what else to even add to that

Caitlyn is more than a cop and Arcane isn’t copaganda. Genuinely don’t know what kind of progress some of these people are looking for. Real allies are a necessity for real progress.

SILCO IS A CLASS TRAITOR. HE FUNNELLED DRUGS INTO THE UNDERCITY AND PUT POOR KIDS IN FACTORIES FOR THAT DRUG FOR PROFIT!!! HE PAID THE ENFORCERS TO LET HIM DO IT WITHOUT CONSEQUENCE

Vi is not as much as an activist as you would like to believe

WHY IS EKKO NEVER EVER BROUGHT UP IN THESE CONVERSATIONS????

Silco was not good for the Undercity

Silco was not a great guy. Ekko had to build an entire separate hidden community for the people he hurt and stepped on for his own benefit

Caitlyn is ignorant and naive. That’s ok. That’s what character development is for.

Loving imperfect characters like Silco and Jinx then hating characters like Vi and Caitlyn is peak media illiteracy to me

FOR THE LAST TIME: VI DIDNT ABANDON POWDER!!!!! Silco literally wanted Vi DEAD for trying to stop him from killing Vander??? How could you possibly say silco was there for jinx when Vi refused to be???? SHE WAS IN PRISON BECAUSE OF HIM???

Silco’s manipulation is working wonders on y’all

Embracing all the outrage without at all looking out for the people harmed by bigotry is not activism

SILCO IS A CLASS TRAITOR x929282929394

Caitlyn was the first person in years to show Vi kindness and care. She listened and stuck by her and took care of her after Vi was locked up for years and beat up by cops (i wonder what led her to be thrown in there?). Cait being a cop stopped being a point of contention once Vi recognized her naivety and genuineness.

NUANCE NUANCE NUANCE. ITS NEVER EVER BLACK AND WHITE

The only way I can see Vi touching ‘class traitor’ in season one was the shimmer raid. Guess who the hell put those kids in there in the first place.

Just hanging out with Caitlyn isn’t being a class traitor if Vander’s allowed to be friends with Grayson.

Critical thinking is very necessary for watching shows like Arcane

What the hell did Silco really do for the Undercity???? What changed over the 7(ish) years he was basically in power of the place? All I’ve heard was he made the air cleaner, which would be great except for, you know, shimmer and the child factory workers

Jinx is unwell and feeding into it like this in a fully serious manor would not help Arcane as a show at all

What do you want Arcane’s message as a full show to be? ‘Screw cops’? That’s a little boring and unproductive isn’t it?

CAN WE TALK ABOUT EKKO AND HIS IMPACT PLEASE???? x9382728283

Caitlyn is trying to make Piltover and Zaun a better place. Is that not allowed? Am I missing something?

Caitlyn and Vi’s arcs have only just started. Season one is basically fully set up except for characters like silco and Jinx. This is far from the end.

Genuinely think Vander would appreciate Vi for being friends (using this term loosely because they are in love) with Caitlyn considering he was the one who was opposed to war and Vi wasn’t.

Silco should NOT be your idea of Undercity independence and respect. He oppressed the Undercity the same way the Council and the Enforcers did. He helped no one but himself, his team (barely) and Jinx.

You’re allowed to like and dislike any character you want but pretending like Silco is better for the Undercity than others is just so ridiculous to me. Everyone is of course completely allowed to like Silco, but we can’t pretend like he’s this stand up guy. If you have to pretend like he was, maybe you don’t like him as much as you think.

“Because Cait’s pretty” is also incredibly incorrect. Go check point #14.

Vi never stopped loving and caring for Powder. Powder’s mental health issues were amplified and utilized by Silco because he couldn’t even heal himself.

If all of your opinions of Caitlyn and Vi start and end with “cops suck” and “class traitor” then you genuinely don’t respect Arcane as a show enough to show you nuance.

The misinterpretation of characters is just so … it’s like you go out of your way to love and/or hate characters no matter how much they show you who you are.

Your closed mindedness is clouding your judgement and making you out to seem like you don’t actually want the Undercity’s triumph, you want Silco and Jinx’s, even if it means ruining the Undercity. And that would be fine because father/daughter evil duo but trying to say you’re all for this duo because you want what’s better for the Undercity when they continue to hurt it is simply not correct and very harmful (to fictional characters in a fictional universe 😭)

Only being able to understand how Silco and Jinx were oppressed and therefore should be able to not just destroy Piltover but also Zaun is not the eat you think it is

Why is Viktor never called a class traitor? I think he's great (I also think Silco and Jinx are wonderfully written) but we hardly saw him in the Undercity/ interact with people from the Undercity plus he killed someone (Sky) from there (accidentally)

EDIT TO ADD ANOTHER POINT: Caitlyn has shown little to NO malicious intent and has no real negative impacts other than Jinx’s attachment issues and insecurities being amplified by her mere existence. Again, this is her story and development. Throughout the season she is exposed to reality and recognizes her and her peers/ families wrongs. I have no idea what you want from this character. Should Piltover just be gotten rid of in the story? Then what? Should Caitlyn have just never gotten involved and continued to embrace her privilege? Should she have left Vi in prison and stay ignorant?

#arcane #arcane league of legends #arcane netflix #point number 32 sums it all up I think #i blocked most of the people who added and made the post so they wont see this lol #i might be overreacting or misinterpreting #maybe i didnt watch the show right #or maybe i did and some of these people are bad at this #some points are most definitely redundant #and im open to people disagreeing.... respectively lol maybe dont wish death on a character and ill hear you out #again i wouldnt dislike silco as much if he wasnt put on a pedestal by people who swear theyre all for the undercity #i wrote this kind of in anger so like sorry about that lol #anti silco #<- for tagging purposes if this is too silco critical for the people who like him #to slay or not to slay #caitvi #this is the second repost because the first two didn’t show up in the tags cuz I messed with my settings 😭😭😭

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