#finally got my bf to watch this one tonight:3

[balljointedsanguivore]

Anatomy (2000, dir. Stefan Ruzowitzky)

[rafesangelita]

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ kook!sweetheart!reader walks her first runway for her own lingerie brand, and of course rafe has to have a front row seat.

warnings: rafe being a supportive bf, suggestive ending

a/n: trying a new fic layout, i hope you all like it as much as i do <3 lol i had the hardest time trying to decide on the song i wanted to use for this fic

you couldn’t believe the day was finally here. ever since you started your lingerie line, you wanted to have a runway show to showcase the beautiful pieces, and all thanks to rafe, he was able to make that possible. while your boyfriend insisted on being backstage with you, you told him to wait until you walked out for the finale, wanting to surprise him in full glam and a set you have yet to release. to say you were excited would be an understatement— you were literally having your very own victoria secret show.

with fashion bloggers, magazine editors, and most importantly; rafe, the man who believed in you more than yourself, being in attendance, you just wanted everything to take place smoothly. “oh my god, you look amazing!” you glanced up from the small vanity mirror, meeting kelce’s girlfriend’s gaze. “me?!” your eyes widened as you shot up from your seat. “look at you! kelce is going to lose his mind.” you laughed, admiring the way her makeup sparkled under the studio lights.

“you think so?” she smiled, both of you swallowing nervously when you heard a ‘okay, we’re on in five!’ over one of the staff’s walkie talkie’s. “oh, god, just what i needed to hear.” you joked. she hugged you before joining the rest of the girls in line. outside in the crowd, rafe was already taking pictures like a proud facebook mom, shushing kelce and topper once the lights dimmed and the music started. the intro to britney spear’s ‘gimme more’ began playing, the crowd letting out a series of ‘oooh’s’ and ‘ahhh’s’ when the first model walked out.

rafe was only recording for your sake, his eyes strictly set on his hands as he patiently waited for your entrance. everything that the models were wearing was something he had already seen on you behind closed doors. rafe couldn’t help but feel his chest bloom with pride as he looked around the beautiful venue. despite him paying for everything, you were the one who worked with the planner and coordinator to bring your vision to life.

and what a vision it was.

you had spotlights lining the runway, glitter littering the glossy flooring. various props were also placed on the sidelines. “look, here comes y/n!” rafe arched a brow at his friend, kelce clearing his throat awkwardly. “don’t get too excited, now..” rafe grumbled, eyes locked on your silhouette. the music reached it’s final bridge, your lingerie clad body illuminating the stage. rafe had no words. you were wearing wings like the angel you truly were, the rhinestones and embellishments on your set reflecting under the now multicolored lighting.

“you’re beautiful, babygirl!” rafe shouted, his eyes widening as you got closer. you looked ethereal. not one hair was out of place, your makeup done flawlessly to enhance your natural features. you caught sight of him, sending a wink his way before blowing him a kiss. “she’s getting it tonight.” he held a hand over his heart, watching the way your hips swayed as cameras flashed from every direction. rafe stayed standing up until you disappeared behind the stage, his smile reaching from ear to ear.

“now that’s a show..” he adjusted himself in his pants, posting you on his instagram with the caption; ‘she’s perfect.’

eventually, the event came to a star strucking end, your boyfriend meeting you soon after with a huge bouquet of pink roses. you couldn’t help the sudden wave of emotions from washing over you at the sight of him. “oh, rafe!” you threw yourself into his arms, being careful not to ruin your makeup. “you were so amazing out there, baby.” he rubbed your back. “yeah?” you pulled away, pecking his lips. “fuck yeah.” his voice dropped a few octaves, his hand finding the curve of your ass. “can you take those angel wings home?” he whispered.

“yes.. why?” you smiled mischievously. “cause i need you to walk for me again. naked this time.”

[ink-perfect]

obsessed bf!gojo x gn!reader ⋆. based on: 22 - lil candy paint, bhad bhabie

gojo had a bad habit.

a bad habit of blowing up your phone.

it wasn’t the 'three texts in a row' kind of blowing up, either.

oh no, gojo satoru didn’t do small-scale chaos.

it was an art form for him. the type of masterpiece that made your phone buzz off your nightstand at 3 a.m. with thirty consecutive messages that alternated between blurry selfies, close-ups of his sunglasses, and texts like:

“hey👋 (with the intention of getting midnight sushi)”

“do u think panda would let me dye him pink? 🤔”

“pick up plzzz i jsut saw the funniest video on instagram but i accidnetally exited tje app it and cant find it anymore so i'm jsut going to explain it to you in excruciatign detail”

and tonight was no different—except this time, it came after your first real argument.

you couldn’t even remember what had set it off anymore, but it had ended with you storming off and gojo… well, doing whatever gojo does when someone’s mad at him (eating mochi and sulking).

soon enough, after an hour or so of no contact, the first barrage had begun: thirty consecutive texts ranging from the initial

��i’m sorry 🥺👉👈”

to a dramatic

“why do you hate me? 😭💔 (don't answer that.)”

you’d ignored all of them, determined to let him stew.

but then the calls begun.

ring after ring, voicemail after voicemail, starting out with intense professions of love that slowly faded into desperate pleas for you to call him back, text him back, to respond just once.

and when those went unanswered too, he escalated.

your phone buzzed on your nightstand, flashing yet another text. this time, it came with a photo—gojo lying facedown on what appeared to be megumi’s couch, his hand clutching an empty box of tissues. the caption read:

“i’ve been crying for 84 years 😢 come back pls”

you rolled your eyes, but found the corner of your mouth twitching up despite yourself. he was impossible.

another buzz. this one said,

“fine if ur not gonna answer just know ur the light of my life and i’ll literally wither away like an unwatered houseplant if u don’t forgive me soon 😭 also ur socks are still in my room do u want me to wash them or nah”

the buzz after that said,

“actually nah i'm not bothered to wash them"

and then another buzz.

"also u look hotter when ur mad 🥰”

the audacity of this man.

you let your impulses get the better of you and texted back a stern "leave. me. alone."

and not even a second later, your phone screen lit up with gojo's face for the umpteenth time.

you groaned, snatching it up and finally swiping to answer to put an end to all of this.

“gojo, what part of ‘leave me alone’ don’t you understand?!”

“oh my god,” he gasped, his voice overflowing with fake relief. “you’re alive!”

“i—”

“you weren’t answering, so i thought maybe you’d been kidnapped! or fallen down a well! or—”

“i ignored you,” you interrupted sharply. “on purpose.”

“no yeah, i got that,” he said breezily, completely unfazed. “but we're talking now! the devil sure does work hard, but gojo works harderrrrr."

"gojo—"

"so, how much did ya miss me?”

"gojo."

"also did you see my text about the socks?”

"gojo!"

“aaaaand i’m outside your window by the way.”

“you’re what?”

“outside!” he chirped back like it was the most normal thing in the world.

sure enough, when you yanked open your curtains, there he was—gojo satoru, standing on your lawn in a hoodie two sizes too big, clutching a mismatched bouquet of convenience store snacks and flowers that you could just tell he had made himself.

“ta-da~!” he grinned into the phone as you watched him hold up the haul like it was an olympic medal. “i come bearing gifts!”

you gawked at him. “are you serious?”

“deadly,” he said, his smile widening so much you could even see it from your vantage point. “i brought your favourite snacks, and also, i stole these flowers from my neighbour’s garden. don’t tell anyone.”

“oh my god.” you smacked your forehead, torn between laughing and drawing your curtains shut. “it’s three in the morning.”

“yeah, well, you didn’t answer my texts,” he said, pouting dramatically. “do you have any idea how sad that made me? i’m so sad, baby, like, devastated. i swear i saw my life flash before my eyes.”

you folded your arms, mock unimpressed. “what’s sad is that you think this is going to work.”

“it’s already working,” he shot back smugly. “you’re talking to me, aren’t you?”

you hated that he was right. you hated even more that your annoyance was quickly being replaced by amusement. he was lucky he was cute.

“toru, just go home,” you sighed, though your voice lacked its earlier venom.

“not until you forgive me,” he declared, dropping to one knee with such theatrics you were surprised broadway hadn't whisked him away already. “or at least let me in so i can grovel properly.”

“you’re unbelievable.”

“yeah. unbelievably in love with you.”

you threw a pillow at the window, even though it wouldn’t reach him, giving yourself a minute to think.

okay, more like a few seconds.

to be fair, you were sure he had learnt his lesson. and, well...you were craving ramen, which happened to be placed front and centre in his haphazard bouquet.

“fine!" you whisper-yelled into the phone, a smile already creeping its way onto your face despite your best efforts to stay mad. "but if you wake up my neighbours, i swear i'm locking you out.”

his grin practically lit up the yard. “deal!”

and just like that, you were stomping down the stairs, blanket in hand, ready to let in the most exasperating, ridiculous, adorable man you’d ever met.

because, really, how could you stay mad at him?

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[rafesfavgirl]

gurl i neeed a part 2 of stop asking me to stay, that broke me😭😭😭

you ask, i deliver :) hope you like it!!

i don't regret a thing — r. cameron

part 1.

❝ we're not the only ones,  i don't regret a thing every word i've said, you know i'll always mean ❞

pairing: ex-bf!rafe x fem!reader

context: you and rafe have been dating for seven months, and while the relationship started it out well, as soon as the honeymoon phase ended (about 3 months in), everything went to shit. you've been trying to put up with it, knowing the situation with ward, but tonight, you realize you've had enough.

words: 2.4k+

warnings: swearing, toxic relationship, mentions of drug use, mainly fluff, a little angst, might still make you cry. rafe being an absolute simp for you, basically.

rafe wakes up the next morning, faced-down on topper's living room couch with almost no recollection of what happened the night before. except one thing—you'd finally walked away from him.

"not enough to choose me. you give in every time." your words echo in his head, as he opens his eyes.

fuck. what did he do?

"good morning sunshine," kelce comes down the stairs and greets rafe, who looked as if he couldn't move from the couch. "you sleep well?"

"i slept like shit," rafe groans, finally sitting himself up. "what the hell happened last night?"

"you mean other than you getting coked out and royally screwing things over with y/n?" kelce sasses him. "not much bro."

rafe shoots him a glare. "i did not royally screw things over with y/n."

"are you sure about that?" kelce raises a brow at him. "cause i had to drive her home last night crying, bro."

rafe's ear perk up at kelce's confession of you crying over him. you wouldn't have. you were the one who broke up with him.

"she was crying?" rafe asks.

"do you seriously even have to ask?" kelce replies. "i can't even count on two hands how many times you've made her cry the last few months."

no, that couldn't be true. surely he hadn't made you cry that often.

"shut the fuck up kelce," rafe gets up from the couch in complete denial of how shitty he's treated you the last few months and makes his way over to the kitchen.

rafe opens the fridge and grabs a bottle of water, while kelce joins him in the kitchen.

"you know it's true," kelce says, leaning back against the counter and crossing his arms. "you just never see it, because she won't let you."

was he right?

"you know how y/n is, bro," kelce adds, as i take a sip of water. "she'll never let you know you're hurting her, because you fear nothing more than being the cause of her pain and losing her. but she's also not going to beg and cry for you to stay and fight for her."

i did know that. that's what i loved about her. she didn't necessarily play hard to get when i tried asking her out on a date after months of texting, but she didn't give in too easily either. she wanted me to prove i was serious about her before giving me a real chance. she knew her worth.

i recap the bottle i'm drinking from and set it down on the counter beside me, my eyes focused on kelce. "so what should i do?"

kelce holds his hands up. "if you don't know by now, i can't help you."

—

rafe wasn't an idiot. he knew what he had to do.

so, after going home and taking a shower to freshen up and get a change of clothes, he drove to the flower shop in town to get you a bouquet of lavender and baby's breath, then nothing bundt cakes to get your favorite treat—a white chocolate raspberry bundt cake—and finally, your house.

once he parked his truck in front of your house and got out, he went through his usual routine of rounding around to your backyard, where he moved the ladder the gardeners used towards your bedroom window.

he climbed up and knocked, balancing the flowers and bundt cake in one hand.

you were sitting in bed watching after we fell on your laptop with a box of tissues beside you and puffy, red eyes when you hear the knock on your window.

without even thinking about it, you already knew who it was. this was just what he did. and against your better judgment, you got up from your bed, and walked over to pull the curtains open and find rafe outside with a regretful look on his face, a bouquet of flowers and a small box of your favorite treat.

slowly, but surely, you unlock the window and pull it up.

"i'm sorry," he speaks before you can, and you scoff.

"you know, i'm getting real sick of hearing you say that," you reply, turning around to walk away and reposition yourself back on your bed, while he slips in through your window.

"i got you flowers," he offers you a small smile and holds both items out to you. "and your favorite bundt cake. white chocolate raspberry."

your eyes shift from the gifts in his hand to his piercing blue eyes. they were no longer dark like they were last night, but there was a sense of uncertainty in them. like he wasn't sure he could win you back.

"so what? am i suppose to just forgive you? just like that?" you retort.

he lets out a sigh, and takes a seat at the edge of your bed, placing both items down on your bed next to your box of tissues. he finally gets a good look at you—from the messy bun on your head, to the bags under your eyes from barely getting any sleep last night, to your red, puffy eyes—and realizes just how badly he's messed up this time.

"i should've just fucked all those other girls. at least they know how to have fun." he still couldn't believe he said those words to you last night.

"i don't deserve your forgiveness," he admits. "i know that. but i want it, y/n. and i'm willing to work for it."

while those words were music to your ears, you were apprehensive. he apologizes every time. and while things do change for a while, they're never permanent. and a week or two from now, you'd be back in this same situation again. was that really worth it?

"i know i don't deserve any more chances," he continues, his eyes only focused on yours. "but i promise… i promise just give me one more and you won't regret it."

your eyes shift between his. he looked a little… scared? was he really that afraid to lose you?

"i don't know, rafe," you say honestly, shifting a little. "you've hurt me so bad… i don't know if i can take you doing it one more time."

"i'm not going to," he immediately shakes his head and reaches out to take your hands in his, fiddling with your fingers and glancing down at them. "please, baby, please. just let me show you i'm the guy for you. that i can be the guy you need and want me to be."

"how?"

"you'll give me a chance?" he asks, his eyes lighting up at the idea of being given another chance to win you back. 

despite your brain screaming at you not to, your heart wins over and you nod. you couldn't help it. every part of you yearned for him. and if he was willing to show you that he really could be the guy you knew he was—the guy you fell in love with—then maybe it would be worth it.

"wear something nice," he says. "i'll come back to pick you up at seven."

—

at exactly seven on the dot, you hear rafe park his car in front of your house, and look out your bedroom window to see him dressed in skinny black slacks and a long sleeve, white button down carrying a bouquet of red roses as he walked towards your driveway and front door.

you can't help the small smile that forms on your face as you hurry to strap your heels on and look at yourself in the mirror one more time, before grabbing your purse off your vanity and heading down the stairs.

"where are you heading off to?" your mom asks when you pass by the living room, all dressed up.

"date with rafe," you reply, walking towards the front door.

your parents had never been rafe's biggest fan—they weren't exactly unaware of how often he's made you cry the last couple of months—but they also knew they couldn't stop you from dating whoever you wanted, so they never fought you on it, and you were grateful for that. it was comforting to know they'd support you no matter what happened.

taking a deep breath, you place your hand on the doorknob, and finally open the door when the bell rings.

rafe's eyes instantly widen at the sight of you, his eyes trailing down your body wrapped in a tight, short, satin red dress. "wow," he gasps. "you- you look…"

your cheeks redden at his loss of words. "you don't clean up too bad yourself, cameron."

he smiles at your use of his last name as a nickname, and holds the red roses in his hand out to you. "these are for you."

"you already got me flowers this morning, you know," you joke, taking the bouquet from him. your mom was gonna be pleased to know rafe was back to filling up all her flower vases.

"i know, but…" he trails off. "you deserve the best."

the blush on your cheeks deepen at his words. "give me a second," you turn to walk back towards the living room, and set the bouquet down on the coffee table in front of your parents. "don't wait up."

they don't even get a word in before you're walking away again to join rafe outside.

"shall we?" you ask, looking up at him through your lashes, as you closed the door behind you.

"just… one more thing," a sly smile comes across his lips, as he reaches into his back pocket to pull out a black blindfold.

you stare at it, your mouth agape. "you're kidding, right?"

he shrugs, "i want it to be a surprise."

you groan, but give in anyway. "fine. but if i trip in these heels because i can't see where i'm going, consider us broken up for good."

he laughs at the threat, even though a part of him was afraid you still wouldn't forgive him after tonight. "you know i won't let that happen. turn around."

you do as he says, and he ties the blindfold around your eyes, before taking your hand in his and leading you down the driveway towards his car parked up on the curb. he opens the door for you, and carefully helps you into the passenger seat, before closing the door and rounding the car to get in the driver's seat.

the second the engine comes on, your romantic taylor swift playlist plays through the car's speakers.

"you didn't," you say. he would always complain when you had aux because she was all you'd ever play.

"i guess she's not too bad," rafe shrugs, chuckling as you began singing along to the lyrics of wildest dreams.

rafe continued driving through the island for another ten or fifteen minutes, before he finally pulled the car to a stop in front of his family's beach house on the edge of figure eight, completely secluded from everything else.

he gets out of the car first, and helps you out, taking your hand in his to lead you through the house and out to the back porch.

"are you ready?" he leans in towards your ear, and goosebumps rise along your skin at his proximity.

you nod, and he reaches his hands up to the back of your head to untie the blindfold.

it takes a little while for your eyes to adjust, but once they do, a feeling of warmness fills your heart at the sight in front of you.

red rose petals were scattered in the sand of the private beach, along with fairy lights, a candlelit table for two set up in the center of it all, as acoustic instrumentals of taylor's best love songs played through the speaker situated on the porch.

"you like it?" he asked.

you turn your head to look at him. "rafe, i… it's perfect."

"that's what i was going for," he shrugs smugly, and nods his head towards the set up. "come on."

you both remove your shoes, before he takes your hand in his again and leads you down the back porch to the table in the middle of the beach.

"i can't believe you did this for me," you say, as he pulls a chair out for you to sit in.

"i'd do anything for you," he smiles, taking the seat across from you once you're seated.

—

after a three course dinner and a bottle of wine, which was all served to the both of you by a waiter that rafe hired from the country club, the night slowly came to an end, an endless amount of stars filling the night sky above you.

but while you were focused on the stars, rafe was focused on you.

"god, you're beautiful," he says, causing you to look at him now.

you chuckle, "shut up."

"no, i'm fucking serious," he replied, standing up from his seat.

you watched him carefully as he walked over to you, and held a hand out.

you glance at his hand and tilt your head up at him, "what are you doing?"

"dance with me," he says.

"you're asking me to dance?" you raise a brow at him.

"mhm," he nods. "you gonna say yes?"

"well how can i say no?" you reply, a small smile forming on your lips as you put your hand in his.

he leads you a few feet away from the table, and rests a firm hand on your waist, as you trail a hand up to his shoulder.

he locks his eyes with yours as you both begin swaying to taylor's timeless, and scans your face.

"what?"

he shakes his head, "i don't deserve you..."

"rafe…"

"but i'm gonna do everything i can to make sure i become the kind of guy who does," he cuts me off. "i want to be better, y/n. not only for you, but for myself too."

you smile, and pull him closer, your hand snaking to the back of his head.

"i'm sorry for being such an ass the last few months," he says, and you close my eyes, taking the moment in as he continues. "i know i haven't deserved all the chances you've given me, but i'm not gonna disappoint you again. i want to be the guy you think i am."

you pull away, just enough to have your eyes lock with his.

"you are that guy, rafe," you tell him, and you mean it. "you just need to let him show more."

he smiles, "you're pretty damn amazing, you know that?"

"so i've been told," you shrug jokingly.

he chuckles. "i love you, y/n."

"i love you too."

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the world is yours, if you ask

pairing: iwaizumi hajime x g!n reader

genre: slightly angsty but has nothing to do with iwa (he helps), fluffy moments, comfort, reader realizes that perhaps the one was right in front of them the entire time

disclaimers: reader has a bf for plot, there is no cheating!! reader is going to split up with this bf dw

a/n: remember you always deserve love!

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if iwaizumi hajime said that he wasn’t used to emotional responses from the people closest to him, he’d be the biggest liar of all time.

knowing oikawa for as long as he had, he’d almost come to expect the cycle of responses based off their games, their grades, or even minor inconveniences. his friend was strong, sure, but he knew what to expect from the childish setter.

but you. he didn’t know what to expect when you, the strongest person he knew, appeared at his doorstep.

behind you, the darkening hues of evening brought out the shadows in your face, and he could see the weight of the sadness you held on your shoulders.

“iwa….hajime,” you tried, shakily smiling when he finally met your gaze.

he was going to kill whoever did this.

“come inside,” he said immediately, escorting you by your shoulder to the inside of the foyer. he pulled up a chair for you to sit, his eyes never leaving your form.

“thanks for taking me on such short notice,” you said, settling into the chair, “i….didn’t know where else to go.”

he inched closer, green eyes filled with a concern so deep, you were momentarily speechless.

“what happened?”

your breathing stilled for a moment as you recounted the events that had led you to where you sat now.

“my boyfriend…..wasn’t very nice to me.” you started, “i mean, it’s not his fault. i wasn’t really cooperating with him. he wanted me to hang out with him, but i had a test and really needed to study. he hasn’t said more than a few words to me since.”

iwaizumi clenched his fists. when oikawa had first told him the news of your relationship, he’d extended a congratulations.

that period of felicitation was short lived however. your boyfriend was a dick — plain and simple —and iwaizumi couldn’t think of anyone who deserved you less.

“what do you mean it’s not his fault?” iwaizumi chose to say, hiding his frustration at your tolerance for mistreatment. you tolerated far too much.

“well, we’d had a deal,” you began, “once we got through last week’s exams, we were supposed to take this week chill together. he’d been so nice about it too, but as soon as i changed my mind and wanted to do well….he just….shut me out. i called him you know…and he barely said anything.”

“and?” he asked expectantly. he knew you. he knew you wouldn’t accept that forever.

“i begged to communicate.” your voice broke a bit at the end, and iwaizumi would’ve enveloped you in a hug hadn’t it been for the topic. “i said we needed to communicate so we could see how to make this work for the both of us. he said he’d said everything. i begged him to talk but….well i just hung up and he never called back.”

you fell silent, the weight of it heavier than anything you could’ve endured. your phone sat limply in your pocket, with no signs of anything.

he wasn’t going to call tonight. that was certain.

iwaizumi sighed, meeting your eyes. “you don’t have to take this you know?”

you looked back at him in surprise. “what do you mean?”

“i mean,” he said, reaching his hand to set gently on top of your own, “you don’t need to keep staying with someone who treats you like this. i know how much you’ve taken from him, but the least he could’ve done is call back.”

“i’m hopeful,” you admitted, watching iwaizumi’s eyes shift into something more determined.

it took you a moment to realize, but sitting there, iwaizumi’s hand on top of your own, you were calmer than you’d been in months.

“if he cared to talk this out, he would’ve called. it doesn’t take long to even shoot a text. what he’s doing is holding you to his standards and belittling you for making your own decisions.”

iwaizumi paused for a moment, as if in deep thought. “and someone like you doesn’t deserve that. someone as brilliant as you deserves someone who uplifts and cherishes your efforts.”

“you think i’m brilliant?” you blurted out, immediately embarrassed when the ace grinned blindingly at you.

“yeah,” he laughed, a slight tinge of pink making its way onto his ears. “the world is yours if you ask for it, y/n.”

you sat there stunned for a moment, the weight of the words shifting your entire view. you’d never realized before how loyal iwaizumi was to you.

he had always had your best interests in mind. whether it be escorting you home on days your boyfriend didn’t care to, or even sacrificing his sleep schedule just to ensure you were feeling alright if you couldn’t sleep at night.

he was devoted in all the ways your boyfriend could never even dream of being.

perhaps, you were looking in the wrong place all along.

perhaps, your perfect fit was right in front of you.

“thank you hajime.” you whispered, leaning in to hug him. he held you tight to his chest, never once wavering as you clung to him like a lifeline. “i think i’m going to call things off.”

iwaizumi rubbed circles onto your back. “no matter what happens, i’ll be here.”

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[sanskari-kanya]

Guess who got 30/30 on her finals’ viva 😭💃

It was the biggest adventure of my goddamn life.

The viva was scheduled at 3 pm today so I was pretty chill. I was like okay I’ll do the hardest ones till late night, grab some good sleep and wake up a little early to revise the rest.

But my university sent a mail at 10:30 pm, saying ✨surprise motherfuckers, the time is changed to 9:30 am, all the best insufferable freshers✨

Post this mail, I had made peace in accepting that I aint gonna get any sleep tonight and I had to revise 4 subjects till 8 am (minus 30 minutes to get my boogie ass ready because I will never enter the uni looking like crap and 30 more minutes to reach the university)

I started studying around 12 am because all we did was cuss the fuck out of the university and exam managers for a bloody 1.5 hours.

Considering my attention span, my study session lasted for approximately 15 minutes before I opened Pinterest and keep scrolling mindlessly until it was suddenly 2 am 🤩. Then I went for a mindless walk around the hostel, disturbed my bf for a good 15 minutes, and realised he wasn’t giving me any attention because he actually studies and uski fati padi thi so I came back in my room and re-started studying. It continued till 5 am (paired with stress eating, gossiping, watching a documentary)

THEN, I ACCIDENTALLY FELL ASLEEP AT 5 AM AND WOKE UP AT 8 AM!?!? I had to leave at 9 am so there was no bloody chance of revising Histology and Radiology that I very confidently left for the morning 🤗 I left the house at 9 and kept a ppt of histological slides open on my phone so I could at least revise SOMETHING.

If this drama was not enough, here is more :

Me and my friend had decided to pair up for the viva but some dude mishandled the list and jumbled the numbers and I had to beg my classmate to go with a random dude so me and bestie could go tgt.

As I was about to enter the viva room, a physical fight broke pit between two students and my examiner walked out to stop the fight and never returned.

I confidently wrong answered a sub question and made the doctor believe that I was right cus I answered everything else too. 10 in Anatomy ✅

Manually picked the harder examiner for Histology because bestie shat in anatomy so I wanted her to score in Histology with the easier examiner. My reactions to the first two questions- ✨ma’am I don’t know✨ and she was glaring me so bad I cannot explain y’all but then by god’s grace, she asked me more questions (redemption arc) that I answered but she gave me 7.5 so I was like okay, I did shit in the beginning so-

Next was physiology and if y’all weren’t aware of my bad reputation with the professor (George), well now you are 🤗 But then I again had a choice to choose my examiner and I chose my favourite teacher from last semester and George was like ✨why are you not sitting with me huh✨ in the most sarcastic tone ever like i would ever voluntarily chose you , kind sir.

End result, I scored full in physiology too which just proves that my physiology wasn’t a problem, George was the problem!

Last was Radiology. I was scared for my life since I slept and didn’t revise radiology AT ALL. But the examiner was impressed by my marks and gave me 2.5 🙂‍↕️

Now if that still wasn’t enough adventure for you, let me introduce you to my bad math skills. 7.5 in Histology + 2.5 in radiology makes 10 which meant I had scored 30/30 but my dumbass forgot math and thought I scored only 27.5 and went out a little sad.

Then a senior dude asked me how was it and I was like ‘Accha tha bas muje ek baat bata histology ke liye maximum kitna hota hai?’ And he was 7.5 and then it hit me ‘Oh bhaiii fir toh muje full mile hai’ 😭😭😭

I’m never forgetting this day. I narrated this entire thing to my mom twice, once to bf, a 30 min voice note to @hum-suffer and now on tumblr.

[anothermansjeans]

Can i rant about yt reader?

Yk how jenna marbles had another boyfriend before julien??

Yea the reader had a bf before spencer but nobody cares about that man.

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And when she is making a video cooking for some reason and she calls him like : "what would you say its a reasonable ratio of seasoning on a rack of ribs?" "What are you doing its 3 in the afternoon?" "Spencer its for a video, btw do you want to come over i have an entire rack of ribs i need to get rid of ☺️".

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*in a livestream*

Im gonna buy something for spencer😀

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Before she revealed his name or face, she has nicknames for him in her videos:

"you know the drill people, the prettiest boy in the world is coming over"

"i can take you to that side of the room because the man i kidnapped is there"

"the boy with the juciest lips and brains is taking me on a date tonight"

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Reading comments:

"i need him in me" *cue readers intense stare*

*What did you just said about my husband?* 😶

Love them

YESSSSS I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

1. he who shall not be named is IRRELEVANT! but every once in a while, someone will watch her videos after not seeing them in some time and ask about him and all anyone will say is "we only know spencer 🤨"

2. I LOVE THIS! she's so silly and just loves listening to spencer's voice so she would ask literally any question! also, spencer needs her silliness in his life!

3. AHAHA YES!! and at just the MENTION OF HIS NAME....... the comments go wild (me too tbh)

4. I WOULD LIKE TO OFFER: "the holder of all brain cells is here!", "my boy bander boyfriend is coming over!" (boy band hair reid!! spencer told her about the comment hotch made and she was LIVING FOR IT), and "britannica is attempting to make dinner tonight" (the comments were very confused about that one, she she just smiled brightly and ranted on about how smart he is and how he's her personal encyclopedia 😭🫶)

5. the comments would be in bi-panic (i would know)!! two of the hottest people together??? they'd be in shambles. the comments are also the funniest thing in the world to reader-- they were funny before she started dating spencer but after word got around and when she finally showed his face, the thirst was real

[mandukkul]

PRACTICE — n. rk

synopsis: niki needs a break from dance practice and what’s better if not you to rewind and cool down

tags: bf!idol!niki x gn!reader, FLUFF!!! , established relationship

warning: not proofread, grammatical and spelling probably, please tell me if there’s any gendered pronouns in here i’m pretty sure it’s all gn but i’m not sure

word count 1k

published: 20th July, 2023

reblogs + comments appreciated!!!

author’s note: this one is so old i forgot i even had it. TRIALS IS LITERALLY LIYERALY LITERALLY STRIPPING ME BARE HOW DOES SCHOOL EXPECT ME TO REMEMEBRR THE ENTIRE SCHOOL YEAT INTO 3 HRS 😭😭😭. anywyas have a good read while i study my bio exam

The music began to die out, slowly being replaced with heavy huffs of air. The lights in the practice room reflected off their sweat, and the scent of icy-hot was infused with blood sweat and tears. 

the choreographer clapped their hands in satisfaction, finally declaring their break. 

The enhypen boys let out one big sigh in unison, all relieving from their end position and heading to their bottles. 

Riki, without a second thought, darted at you, sitting all pretty (what he said)  and watching intently— legs swinging as you hummed the tune of their song. a smile stretches across your features, shiny pearls that riki swore, outshined the lights in the room. 

“you did so well, riki” 

His name on your tongue was all he needed to get his energy back. 

“here” shifting a cold bottle of water towards his direction, riki gratefully took it from your grasp, making sure to ever so slightly brush his hand against yours before probably downed 50% of the contents. 

your eyes glued to him, staring as if he was a painting come to life. You didn’t mean to stare, but who could blame you. His glistening skin only made him look more ethereal with the lights assistance, his adam’s apple bobbing up and down as he swallowed what was supposed to be you water, his hair flipped back which further exposed his headband that you got because it reminded her of him. 

He was perfect. 

Finally looking down, he wiped the tiny dribble off his lips and stared down at you. 

you staring wasn’t any new occurrence, no, it had been caught in the act several times prior, and today was no different.  Although, Riki never seemed to get over it. 

your doe eyes and pretty lips, how your cheeks naturally blush— maybe it’s because you’ve been staring at him for the whole time. 

He kneels to your height, on his knees with your positions swapped. riki looked up to you with nothing but adoration in his eyes as you subconsciously brush a hand against his cheek. 

he holds into your hand and leans into her touch. “you’ve been doing so well, riki” a hums a response pushing forward towards you. 

you take  it as a sign for affection, leaning in allowing your foreheads to touch— despite the spongy sweat filled band. 

The enhypen boys try their best not to stare at the kdrama scene unfolding right in front of them but they swore they saw sparkles emit when your hands touched.

“OI, NIKI NO KISSING!” Jake calls out after entering the room with new bottles of water for the rest of them. 

the boy doesn’t flinch at the noise, in fact he ignores it completely. “wanna cuddle” he mumbles in a sleepy tone, probably tired from the relentless hours of dancing and singing. 

“hmm?” you hums almost teasingly, leaning away from him which makes his eyes dart awake. “if you want, i’ll stay over tonight, i’m sure junwon won’t mind” you suggest which seemed to rejuvenate him. 

“okay!” he pulls your hand away from his face, and with a mischievous glint in his eye, chomps down on your finger. 

a quiet yelp left your lips as you went to retaliate with a hard forehead flick which sent him rolling around in the ground. 

“oi, i’ll make you sleep on the ground tonight!” you scold but there’s no threat in your tone, “but it’s my bed, won’t you sleep on the floor then?” he tilts his head at you. 

“then i guess Sunghoon won’t mind an extra visitor in his bed, will he” he knows it’s not true, she also knows it isn’t — even sunghoon knows it isn’t, but he’s just so in love with you that he can't even bare the thought of it ever occurring. 

whining, he gets up to hug you, with all his sweat spreading against your fresh clothes (which retrospectively, are his). “noo! you’re mine, only mine” he whines in a low volume which makes you giggle. 

“of course i’m yours, second to Beomgyu of course” you tease once again kissing the side of his cheek to avoid any more complaints due to your teasing. 

“beomgyu-sunbae doesn’t even know you exist” he remarks, holding onto her tightly, “yeah well, beomgyu-sunbae wouldn’t mind meeting me then” you retort with a giggle as he huffs in defeat. 

“don’t worry, I'll always be in love with you. only” you reassures and he takes a moment to absorb her feature once again before rushing to peck her lips. 

“HEY, THE KIDS ARE  KISSING!” heeseung shouts for basically the whole world to hear, “at least i have a lover hyung, kiss jay if you’re so lonely” riki sneers back tightening his grip on you. 

“why not i kiss you instead” heeseung giggles mischievously as he slowly approaches riki— who’s fight or flight response kicks in. 

Almost immediately , niki began being chased by heesung. one taking his long arms to advantage by outstretching them to pull him in for a kiss while one took his long legs as a benefit to sprint faster around the room. 

“hey riki! if heeseung catches you, i’ll consider that cheating and find Beomgyu myself”  You shouts only pouring more gasoline into the fire. 

“NO! ONLY I CAN KISS YOU!” and suddenly, youre off your chair,being lifted and bolted out the practice room like a sack of potatoes leaving the rest of his members behind. 

“What about practice?” you laugh as you turn around to barely face him, “it’s okay, i learnt the dance ten minutes into practice!” he confidently proclaimed. 

his hands around your waist holding secularly as you try your best not to wiggle out of his grip, he knows , as does she, that a memory like this is worth all the scolding they’ll get as soon as they’re found.

authors note pt. 2: THANK YOU FOR 100 FOLLOWERS, I CANT DO MUCH RN BECAUSE IM PREPARING FOR EXAMS BUT I DEFINITELY HAVE STUFF SAVED UP FOR THIS (not alot but still stuff) AGAIN THANK YOU FOR SUPPORTING ME AND I HOPE WE CAN GROW TOGETHER 🤓🤞

[seongminiz]

Thoughts ab clingy bf new? Esp trying to distract when playing games?

(shh i want more chanhee content i love him)

im ripping my hair out U ALWAYS SOMEHOW KNOW WHAT TO ASK TO GET MY BRAIN GOING ILY

clingy chanhee thoughts !!

minors dni ; boyfriend chanhee x afab reader ; 656 words

warnings ! established relationship , dom!chanhee , oral (reader rec) , edging , not proofread + lowercase intended :3

chanhee is so ,, im in love with him istg

hes such a tease mostly bc he loves when u get fed up with how distracting hes being n finally snap (but he'll never admit it) but also hes so cute when hes clingy ,, how can u say no to a pretty boy like him ? (spoiler : u cant)

he'll literally do anything in his power to distract u especially when ur playing games bc why don't u just play with him ? he rlly doesn't get it !!

if ur sitting on the couch while playing, he'll sit next to u at first, n then when he realizes u have no intention of paying attention to him he'll lay his head on ur lap, one of his pretty delicate hands (i love chanhee's hands btw aaaaa im crazy aaaa) squeezing ur thigh from time to time.

you'd call his name out a few times as a warning, your eyes never leaving the screen as chanhee pouts bc u r literally so mean! he keeps raking his brain for an idea to get ur attention as he plays with the hem of ur shirt, the tips of his fingers brush against your sides and making you shiver, but still not giving him your undivided attention.

thats when chanhee has the best idea ever.

"can i eat you out?" he asks casually, as if hes asking what movie u should watch later tonight, or what's for dinner (for you? who knows! for chanhee? you, apparently) that wasn't funny sorry

chanhee's mission is successful, as you pause your game and slowly put the controller down to your side, giving him an incredulous look while he smiles innocently at u.

"what?"

"i said," he sits back up, one hand still on your waist "can i eat you out?"

you know this is where it would eventually go. yet you can still feel your face heat up in embarrassment, as if chanhee isn't literally your boyfriend and he hasn't seen you in far more compromising situation than eating u out in the couch.

"yeah," you finally say once you manage to break out from the initial shock. chanhee is ecstatic, leaving a quick kiss on ur lips before getting on his knees on the floor and tugging impatiently at your shorts and underwear to take them off of u in one go.

he's so eager, and has been acting needy and clingy for the whole past hour or so, you really don't expect him to start teasing you out of nowhere, when hes so close to getting what he wants. so that's exactly what he does, catching u off guard. you're kind of mistaken, chanhee doesn't want to eat u out - i mean, ofc he does, he loves going down on u everytime he has the chance, but that's not his main goal at the moment! he wants your undivided attention, so ofc he'll drag it out as much as possible.

he starts leaving kisses along your thighs, so slowly you feel like you're actually about to go insane, chanhee takes his time with you even when you're whining his name and asking him not to tease you, trying to grab his hair to pull him closer to you just for him to wrap his free hand around your wrist and pinning it to your side.

even when he gets to actually eating you out, hes such a tease abt it :(( giving kitten licks to your clit and poking your hole with his tongue until you're a shaking mess bc the stimulation is just not enough for anything! but it's only fair after u were so mean to chanhee n ignored him, no?

but dw! sooner or later he'll get tired of teasing, satisfied bc he thinks u got what you deserved, and he'll start to properly eating you out, so messy n sloppy as he fucks you with his tongue until you cum .

(me after writing like 11 paragraphs leading up to the smut n only 2 paragraphs of actual action)(do not question my vision im a writer im an artist im simply above all judgment /j)

[transmascaraa]

I'm sorry this is a weird request but, I was just wondering if you could write dahlia nsfw hcs??

(If not, that is completely understandable. ❤️

dahlia headcannons!

just an unforgettable night with you gentle and caring perfect boyfriend...

bf!dahlia x gn!reader

author's note: hihihiiiii again i'm writing again🤗 and it's smut🗿 so basically ofc i don't mind i just don't believe in my skills for writing smut, BUT NO PROBLEM‼️ since it's not mentioned, i'm gonna make it a h4nndjob cuz i want it to be gn<3 I'M GONNA DO MY BEST FOR YOU ANON AND THANK YOU FOR BEING UNDERSTANDING ANYWAY💗 LOVE YOU💕 ALSO again DON'T READ IF YOU'RE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH SMUT🗣️

"mmh... archons..."

-you rarely got time to spend with dahlia, well, those types of times

-i mean, he was a deacon. at a CHURCH

-he was a busy man for sure

-but he managed to make time for you from time to time

-like this night...

-he came home very late, but you were awake too.

-in the living room, on the couch, watching some random romance movie.

-"hello, my angel... i'm back." he said, taking his jacket and shoes off, taking a seat next to you.

-"oh, hello dahlia, how was work?" you asked, turning your attention towards him.

-"it was alright, like every day. what are you watching?" he asked, glancing at the big tv screen you had.

-"oh, nothing, just some sweet romance movie-" you looked at the tv too, but there was an nsfw scene.

-"well, it's supposed to be one." you finished you sentence.

-he looked away from the tv, and looked down, switching closer to you.

-"y'know... we haven't done that in a while, now that i think about it... i miss it..." he blushed. not daring to meet your gaze.

-that's where he lost it.

-he was getting hard.

-"o-oh... y-you're right..." you gulped, looking down, too.

-"i-i'm free tonight, so if you want to..." he hid his face in his hands.

-you finally got a bit of courage, putting your hand on his shoulder.

-"of course i want to... i missed it too..." you put your hand on his cheek, making him look back up at you.

-"t-then...*gulp* w-we can go to our bedroom..." he said, feeling his heart beat 100 times faster.

-"alright, let's go..." you took a deep breath, wanting to be patient with him.

-you took his hand in yours and lead him to the big bed that you two shared.

-"sit down, my dear..." you whispered in his ear, sending shivers down his spine.

-he sat down in silence, just breathing heavily.

-but he wasn't scared, no, far from that.

-just...

-excited.

-you helped him take off most of his clothes, but all you really needed was his naked lower body...

-he was hard, ready for your talented hands on his...

-"before i do anything, are you ready, dahlia?" you wanted his consent, that's all.

-to make him feel comfortable.

-and he was even more than comfortable by now.

-"m-mhm..." he muttered, not being able to wait any longer.

-so then, you put your hands around his shaft, starting slowly...

-he was already a whimpering mess.

-so sensitive.

-so cute.

-soon enough, you sped up your movements a bit, adding a second hand.

-it made him moan louder, getting him closer and closer to the edge.

-"a-ah... a-angel... i-i can't hold back any longer..." he whimpered, grabbing onto the bed tighter for support.

-"then don't hold back, my love..." you replied, kneeling down a bit and planting a kiss to one of his thighs.

-just to make the flame burn brighter.

-that's when you sped up even more, while keeping your face near his neck.

-your warm breath on his skin only made it harder for him.

-that was it.

-he felt too good.

-he kept latching onto the bed, but soon enough, he came.

-he came all over your hands, even squirted a bit.

-"that's it... you did so well tonight..."

-oh, how cute he looked...

-"mmh... my dear..." he said breathlessly, desperate for a kiss as a reward.

-"yeah, sweetie?" you answered, pulling his head closer to yours.

-"i love you..." he whispered.

-"i love you too..." and you finally rewarded him with that kiss...

-that night, you fell asleep in eachother's arms, feeling nothing but safe.

-entirely safe...

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i hope you like it anon<3

i'm not the best at smut but i'm here to try so yeah💕

second time writing smut🤯

[oldwritingm]

Hiii, let me just start off by saying, I LOVE you writing!! Like how can someone be so talented?!?! It eludes me..... But I had this idea: Where reader and Jay got back from patrol and reader starts showing signs of being sick, and Jay's all like "well you're by bf/gf, of course I'm going to take care of you and smother you in affection" and it's just pure fluff!

Thank you! Have a great rest of your day! <3

Omg thank you! Your words set my heart alight, you kind creature!! I’m immeasurably fortunate to have lovely people like you as supporters! <33

Word count: 625

Ninjago - Jay Comes Home to Find You Sick

You always stayed up for Jay. You struggled to fall asleep without him, so you’d set yourself up on the couch and wait, watching the hours tick by, hoping nothing bad had happened to him.

That’s where you found yourself tonight. You were under a heavy blanket, glancing between the clock on the wall, the dark window, and your phone.

The next thing you remember is the sound of your front door opening. Somehow—you weren’t sure when—you’d fallen asleep. That usually doesn’t happen…

You pushed away your confusion, quickly rising to your feet to embrace Jay. He smiled when he saw you, gladly taking you into his arms. You felt the stiffness in his limbs melt around you as you held each other.

“Welcome back,” you said, finding your voice more raspy than it’d been earlier.

Jay pulled away. “Are you feeling okay, Y/n?” He put his hand on your forehead, not waiting for a response. “You feel a little warm. Are you sick?”

You were about to deny it, but you realized that you did indeed feel a little off. Your head was pounding, your throat was scratchy, and you were way too fatigued from simply standing up and walking to greet your boyfriend. Maybe you were sick.

But Jay had already seemed to come to that conclusion. He was insisting that you sit down right away, guiding you back to the couch. He tucked the blanket up under your chin, flattening it over your body with caring hands.

“Well, if you’re sick, then I’ll take care of you.”

“You don’t have to. You’re probably tired after patrol—”

Jay held up his hand. “Ah! No no. As your boyfriend, it is my responsibility and pleasure to care for you.”

You giggled at his formal tone. “Okay, you win.”

He beamed, skipping away to gather supplies.

He came back a few minutes later with bottles of pills stacked in one arm and a thermos of tea in the other.

“I wasn’t sure what your symptoms were, so I just grabbed everything. And I have some tea here, too.”

“Thank you,” you murmured. Frankly, your main symptom right now was sleepiness. You didn’t even open your eyes when he plopped down by your feet.

“Y/n?”

You didn’t respond for several seconds. “Hm.”

Jay sighed, setting the rattling bottles of medicine on the arm of the couch beside the thermos. He was careful not to disturb you as he lifted you into his arms and carried you to bed.

You stirred as he draped the sheets over you. Before he could walk away, you reached out and grabbed his hand. “Don’t leave me.”

“I’m not,” he assured you, planting a kiss on your forehead. “But I’m not going to sleep in my gi.”

You smiled, exhaling sharply in a half-hearted laugh. He came back in his pajamas with a pill and a cup of tea for you.

“At least take this,” he pleaded. “It’ll help the fever.”

You allowed him to help prop you up so you could take the pill. The second you heard the teacup being placed on the nightstand, you used your full weight to drag Jay down into the sheets with you.

You clung tightly to each other in the darkness. You felt Jay’s hands slowly combing through your hair while he hummed.

“Thank you, honey.” Your words slurred. You were almost asleep, but still the pleasing thought of your boyfriend’s presence prevailed in your mind. It put a smile on your lips.

“Anything for you.” You felt a kiss on your head, and then sleep finally claimed you.

“Feel better, my love.” Jay kissed your head again, hoping that some sleep would give you the rest you needed to heal.

Thank you for this request! And thank you for reading! Take care you precious precious souls <33

(divider by saradika)

[cafetxt]

≡☆ perfume

pairing: bf!yeonjun x fem!reader

genre/cw: very suggestive, swearing (just once), soft smut(?) bc it's not explicit but it's implied… so border of nsfw?? yeah.

wc: 0.7k

a/n: help so this one was in the drafts for a while... idk how i feel about it but it was fun to write <3 lmk if these kinds of borderline nsfw (lmao) type fics are something you'd like to see more of!! feedback would also be very much appreciated :)

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you gave yourself one last once over of your outfit in the full body mirror in your room, satisfied with how your black dress looked, falling just above your knees. you were going out on a double date to meet your friend’s new boyfriend tonight, and you had finally gotten yeonjun to agree to go with you.

you both were extremely busy the past few weeks that you barely saw each other, so it was understandable that he wanted his free time to be spent with you alone. but, it was your best friend and you knew your boyfriend had a good judge of character so you wanted him to come to back you if you had to convince your friend that the guy was some sort of weirdo.

you reach for your perfume on your dresser, still in its box and spray some on sighing at the scent. you were recently getting more into perfumes and you decided to experiment with this one since it wasn’t a scent you usually went for. spraying on a generous amount, you set it back down and grab your purse from your bed and exit your room.

yeonjun is sitting on the sofa in your living room, mindlessly scrolling through his phone so he doesn’t notice you at first.

“jun! we gotta go now or else we’ll be late.” you say.

he looks up from his phone and looks at you from head to toe, a grin growing on his face as he rises from his seat abandoning his phone. he walks up to you and places his hands on your waist, tilting his head to check you out again from up close. “you look gorgeous baby.”

“thank you,” you giggle and wrap your hands around his neck.

he frowns for a second, before he leans his head into the crook of your neck before pulling back to look at you.

“you got a new perfume?”

you nod excitedly. “yeah! i wanted to try something new. what do you think?”

he leans in again to take another whiff briefly before shaking his head. “yeah, it’s too sexy.”

“sexy?” you ask, letting your hands fall to his chest. “you’ve never called me that before.”

“i have, and you know where.” his eyes darken slightly as his hold on your waist tightens as he starts to guide you back into your room. all the while his lips find their way to your neck as he places a trail of slow, sloppy kisses down to your collarbone.

“yeonjun… we have to go,”

“hmmm,” he hums against your skin before sucking on your sweet spot. you gasp unwillingly as your back arches slightly and oh—you can feel him pressed against your lower belly.

“y-yeonjun,” you say again, trying to regain your composure. “my friend is waiting.”

“so am i.” he finally meets your eyes again, pulling you closer to him, the feel of him against you makes you weak in the knees. he senses this and steadies you against him, before he leans in to press a long kiss to your lips, and you can't help but kiss him back. he slowly leads you closer to your bed, making sure not to detach his lips from yours the entire way.

you didn’t even notice you were in your room again, all rational thought leaving you the moment you felt how much he wanted you.

you feel the back of your legs hit your mattress as he pulls away to help you sit for a moment and all you can do is watch him as he starts to unbutton his dress shirt, your desire building.

you watch, hypnotized as he throws his shirt to the side and places his hands on your on your shoulders to lower you onto the bed and hovers above you, his eyes not leaving yours for a moment.

fuck it, you think and pull him down to kiss you and he smiles as if in victory that he won you over before he deepens the kiss, trailing one of his hands up your thigh.

your friend was going to kill you.

[pancakes4two]

part two of college!y/n and harry!! here’s phh, thank you all again for all the love on the last blurb🥺 i appreciate it so much

featuring harry’s finsta debut bc he’s whipped and needs an account where he can post about you too…

previous part from this series can be found here!

yourinstagram

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yourinstagram 20/20 20/20 visionnn 😎 happy bday to my bf who poses like he’s my 12 year old son whenever i try to take a cute picture of him

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harrystyles Hey I’m trying my best here

yourinstagram i see u on the cover of a different magazine every day yet as soon as i whip out my phone it’s all awkward smiles and peace signs

harrystyles You’re sounding more and more like a Dance Mom every day

yourinstagram i should’ve never let you watch that show with me

harrystyles Sorry babe, you’re on the bottom of the pyramid this week.

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harrysfinsta First post. As you can see in the photo, my girlfriend and her roommate decided to adopt a dog. She’s very cute.

(I’m referring to the dog here, but I guess my girlfriend isn’t too bad either.)

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yourroommate YOU FINALLY MADE A FINSTA

harrysfinsta Yes and if I accidentally post on my actual Instagram it will be entirely your fault.

yourinstagram h it’s a finsta it’s ok to post without your hipster black and white filter

harrysfinsta I compliment you and in return you shit on my artistic vision. How rude.

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1dupdatesofficial A close-up of Harry blowing a kiss to his girlfriend, who was in the audience tonight!

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harryfan1 they’re so adorable i can’tttt

harryfan2 ugh and she’s the sweetest i heard she was dancing and blowing kisses at him all night🥲

harryfan3 he loves her so much we saw him picking her up from the airport when we were flying in for the show and he was so excited to see her, the boys were all teasing him for being so giddy 😭 they’re such a cute couple

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yourinstagram told h to dress appropriately if he wanted to see me early, since i’d be in my professor’s office hours when he got to campus. this is what he shows up in.

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yourbff i NEED that shirt

girlfromyourschool omg i saw you guys walking around the quad earlier! didn’t know if it was ok to go up and say hi though 😣

yourinstagram say hi next time! h was pouting all afternoon because no one came up to compliment his shirt

girlfromyourschool lmao ok i will! so sad we don’t have any classes together this semester, we should grab lunch sometime to catch up!

yourinstagram for sure!

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yourinstagram summer break on the road! grateful for 3 months of adventures with you 💗

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yourmom H’s hair is getting so long! So happy you two are enjoying yourselves!

yourinstagram i mean he’s called hairy styles for a reason…

harrystyles Y/NNNNNN

yourroommate come home i miss you

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Mafia

Chapter 8 

Angel

Hey Guys! how are you! I finally finished this chapter! y'all ain't ready for what's in store for chapter 8! We start off with your POV then we end the chapter with Elvis's POV and yes THERE IS SMUT!!!! This is my first time writing smut, so it took me a while to figure out, but don't worry, this won't be the last either ;). I want to say to those who have been sharing, commenting, or even liking my posts about my Mafia fan fic that just want to say thank you so much! you guys have no idea how much it means to me. This fanfic is my baby and I want y'all to enjoy the ride along with me. To my new followers, Welcome, and to my old followers Welcome back! If you haven't read the series not a problem! I will link them down below! But y'all I present to you Chapter 8!

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7

TW: Sexual content, SMUT, Violence, Death of Character, Escape, Kidnapping, Blood, Strong Language.

Synopsis: Elvis Presley, the notorious mafia leader of Memphis, Tennessee has the town on its feet. Fear, power, money, and women surround him and his Memphis mafia. But what happens when one day you stumble into his world? And he makes you fall in love with him?  

Y/N POV: 

“Run…. don't stop until your far away from Elvis…” 

Those are the words that kept running through my mind, the events that transpired are etched into my head. 

Flashback:

“Elvis, stop!” “Let him go!” said the man with dirty blonde hair. He seems to be the only one with rationale in this group. 

I watched as Elvis beat the guy, causing his face to bust out with blood. His face was all battered and bruised, and Elvis his hands were coated with thick rich red blood on his hands. 

I couldn't watch anymore, turning to my right I saw a corner and decided to go towards it and just slide down the wall. Ducking my head in between my knees and drowning out the pleas and screams for Elvis to stop. 

“Sonny, take y/n to E’s room now!” said the man with the dirty blonde hair. 

“You got in Jerry,” said Sonny

 My right arm was grabbed, and I was soon taken back to Elvis’s room. 

“Easy, y/n, Easy.” said Sonny

As soon as Sonny stepped foot into Elvis’s room, I ran toward his bed and began to sob. 

Thinking about what I just witnessed.

“Hey, Hey don't cry,” sonny said as he came closer to me. 

“How can you say that when I just witnessed an attempted murder?!” I said as tears kept flowing down my cheeks.

Sighing Sonny grabs the back of his neck and rubs it, “Look, I know what you saw was bad, but it wasn't attempted murder or anything it was just Elvis and his temper, getting the best of him so he resorts to violence, but that's not bad.”

I turned to look at Sonny, thinking how stupid can he be to tell me that this was normal. There was nothing normal about what I just witnessed. For Elvis to lunge at this poor man for making a stupid comment like that, for Elvis to beat him senseless, what normality was there in this situation? 

“Sonny, I know what I saw” irritated now I looked at the TV Screen playing. 

News Reporter: “John, It has now been 2 days since this y/f/n has seen their beloved daughter. We are standing outside their home, as the parents along with her best friend have a few words they would like to say.” 

Y/BF/N: “please, if anybody has seen my best friend, please give her back to us, we miss her” 

Y/F/N: “To whoever the bastard was who took my angel away from me, I just… want to say… please don't hurt her.” Honey, Angel, If you are watching this, don't worry help is on the way, we are looking for you, and we just want you home safe.” 

Y/M/N: “Please, If anybody knows anything about my baby, this is what she looks like, please bring her back to me, I just want her back!”

“A heartbreaking scene, John more on this story tonight at 5”

Tears spilled as I watched my family and best friend appear on the news. Feeling so helpless and just defenseless. There's nothing I can do. 

Sonny notices my whimpering and sniffles “Hey, y/n, don't cry”

“y/n, I have a plan, it's an escape plan” “I am going to page my cousin Red, he still is a part of the Mafia, Imma tell him about our plan and have him meet you somewhere so that he can take you back home.”

Sonny said as he comes face to face with me. “God, I can see why Red is so infatuated with you,” Sonny whispers.

Sniffling I stand and fling myself to Sonny. 

Hugging him saying “Thank you”

Sonny hugs back and says “No problem, alright so here’s the plan…”

Flashback ends.

So now, here I am running and running towards the spot Red is supposed to meet me. 

I stopped to catch my breath, but also the adrenaline has worn off. My legs fall and I land on the branches and leaves-filled floor.  

“Maybe, If I just rest for a second, I can regain some energy, and continue running,” I said breathing heavily. 

My eyes slowly closed on me, that is until I hear a rustle, from my right, my breathing hitched, I slowly covered my mouth and crawled towards the nearest tree. A single light is illuminated, and I begin to choke back tears, “God, if you hear me, although I don't pray, please don't let them find me.” 

“y/n?its me Red, y/n?” 

Red!! 

“RED!!!” I yelled out. 

I ran towards Red, “man am I kinda glad to see you.” I said

Smirking “I'm glad to find you y/n” you ran 5 miles from Graceland” 

“Don't remind me, let's get out of here.” laughing I tell Red.

Walking past Red, I make my way to his car “finally freedom,” I sigh 

“Actually…. I have a better Idea” Red says.

 Grabbing my arm, he pins me to the front of the car. Making a loud thud, wincing at the impact on my lower back. 

“Red, what are you doing?!” we have to get out of here!” I tried to wiggle out of his grasp. 

Chuckling sinisterly, Red looks at you with lust-filled eyes. He slowly kisses your neck, one hand now grasping both my wrists, the other trying to touch my thighs. 

“RED!” I yelled, he was supposed to take me home that was the deal. Why is he pulling a stunt like this I don't know.

“GET OFF OF ME” I yelled again. But there's no use. I’m trapped. 

Closing my eyes for what is to come, I hear a click of a gun. 

“Let her go”

I opened my eyes, seeing my hero in front of me. His silhouette was illuminated by the car beams. 

Red turns around, having me in a chokehold now. 

I'm struggling to break free but the tighter his grip gets. I started to lose air, his grip kept getting tighter and tighter the more I struggled to break free. 

“Well, Well look who we have here,” Red said taunting the man in front of me. 

“If it isn't our own notorious Memphis gang leader, in the flesh, Mr. Elvis Presley.” “What a matter E, surprised to see me with your girl.” 

“Red your hurting me, *gasp* I can't breathe.” I struggled to say. 

Suddenly I feel the cold sharp metal of a blade making its way toward my neck. 

“Shut up, Bitch!.” Red said digging the blade deeper. 

“ Son of a bitch, if you so goddamn hurt her I will….” said Elvis getting ready to shoot at any moment. 

“Or what Elvis, you shoot me, she gets hurt. Face it, you lose,” said Red

Tears fall down my face, looking at Elvis, begging for him to save me. At this moment I just want to live, even if it means being saved by Elvis Presley. 

“ Alright Red, you win,” Elvis said as he slowly dropped his gun, making sure not to break eye contact with the floor and the gun.  

“Good, now y/n,” he said turning to me and planting a kiss on my cheek. “Let's get going now, baby.” struggling to break free now, I was thrashing every which way. When I saw I was getting closer to the passenger door, I bit Red's hand. 

“Ahhh!!!” Red said as he lets me go. This was my moment to run, I dashed out of Red's reach and ran towards Elvis. 

“Get back here!” Yelled Red, getting ready to use his blade on me, that was until Elvis grabbed his gun and shoots Red three times. Bullets flew past me, and I didn't look back. With a loud thud, Red was down. Blood seeped through his clothes and formed a puddle on the ground. 

“y/n!” Elvis said with open arms. I made it to his arms and began to cry, I couldn't help it, everything that transpired was overwhelming. 

“Shh, shh it's okay little one your safe now.” cooed Elvis.

Then out of nowhere, Elvis groans and falls to the ground, “Elvis? Elvis?!” Blood was pouring out of him. “Where did that bullet come from” - I said 

“No, no Elvis please!” I cried, choking on tears. 

“Elvis, you alright, we heard gunshots, and Oh my god,” said Jerry, 

Chuckling, Elvis gasps out and says “Great timing boys.” 

“Boys, hurry Elvis is hurt we have to get him to the nurse and fast!”

“Please do something!” I said, crying at the sight of the man who saved me. 

“y/n, come on let's go,” said Jerry, 

“Will Elvis be alright?” I said in a low voice, 

Jerry turns and looks at me with a sympathetic look, saying “He will.” 

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Hours passed and we all went back to Graceland. I was waiting along with Jerry on Elvis. 

“Damn what's taking the nurse so long,” said Jerry pulling at his hair. 

From the hours that passed, I learned a few things about Elvis along with Jerry. Jerry was Elvis's close friend and confidant. He was second in command, which means whatever Elvis couldn't get to do or say Jerry was ready to go. Elvis lost his mother when he was just 23, which made him get into the gang business. His father left, leaving him all alone. To fend for himself. Years later he branched out, thus creating the Memphis Mafia. Jerry has been by his side since Elvis was 25. 

“Wow, I can't imagine what that must have been for him,” I said, I couldn't help but feel terrible, for the life he lived. If maybe things would have been different, he wouldn't have had to be in this life. 

Taking a sip of his coffee, Jerry breathe out and said “Yeah, his life hasn't been the best, but he means well y/n” “He's housed all of us for years, without him we would be nothing.” “He's saved me countless times and that's where my loyalty lies with him.”  

“Maybe, he's not so bad after all,” I said shaking my head.

“Yeah, when you have some time y/n, Id love to share more with you about Elvis, that way you understand where he's coming from.”

Giggling I said “Id like that Jerry.” 

Just then, the nurse was heading our direction, my heart thumping so fast, and hard, waiting to hear what the results were. 

“Nurse! Tell us what happens to Elvis. Is he gonna pull through?” said Jerry, 

“Yes Jerry, Elvis is gonna make a full recovery, he’s right now resting.” Said the nurse smiling. 

“Oh thank god!” I breathed out, feeling a sense of ease and worry slip away.

“You must be y/n, pleasure to meet you, I'm nurse Jackie.” She said extending her hand to me.

Hesitating I look at Jerry and he gives me a warm smile, mouthing out to me “She’s trustworthy”

Turning back to Nurse Jackie, I said “pleasures all mine, Nurse, thank you for saving Elvis’s life” 

Shaking her hand.

Nurse Jackie smiles and says “don't worry about it hun, not the first time I saved this man's life, from some crazy accident or situation.”

Laughing at her statement, I felt at ease. 

“Well, I better get going, it was nice meeting you y/n, I'll see you soon,” Nurse Jackie said. 

 “Ohh, I almost forgot, here y/n” Nurse Jackie handed me some medications in a bottle. 

“What's this nurse?” 

“Those are Elvis's medications, those will help him with the pain. He just needs to take those every 6 hours, which is only an hour away, so you should be fine til then.”

“Will we be able to see Elvis today?” I asked the nurse in a hopeful voice. I don’t know where the care and love came from, especially towards Elvis Presley, but I can’t help but feel something. 

“You like him,” My inner voice said. “He saved your life.” there it is again my inner voice rambling about why I'm feeling such things. I shake that feeling off me as I wait for my answer. 

“At the moment no, but once he's awake I can have Jerry bring him to his room,”  said Jackie. 

Turning towards Jerry he gave me a sympathetic look and I breathed out saying ok, I'll head towards his room then.

“I'll see you later, Jerry. And thank you again Jackie” with that I head upstairs, making my way toward the familiar setting, and lay on Elvis’s bed, soon after sleep consumed me and for once I welcome darkness's sweet embrace. 

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Elvis POV: 

“Do, you Elvis take y/n to be your wife.”  I turn towards my blushing bride and say “I do” 

“And do you y/n, take Elvis to be your husband, through sickness and in health til death do you part? “She turns to me but as she was about to say those words. I saw her gown turn red. 

“Baby, what's happening?!” 

“Jerry!” “Where the hell is everybody?!” 

“Y/n baby stays with me please, please don't leave me, please.” 

“Well, Well what do we have here….”

“Y/N!” I wake up from the nightmarish dream. 

Beep…Beep…Beep…

“Where the hell am I” 

Pain shoots from my abdomen, and head as I slowly recall the events that transpired.

“Y/N!” “Baby where are you?” 

“Relax E, take it easy”

Turning towards my left I saw Jerry standing towards the door. 

“Jerry, boy am I glad to see you! Why am I here in our private medical room.” Why do I have all these needles on me, Where is Y/N?”

I said trying to sit up, groaning as the pain becomes too unbearable. 

“E, y/n is upstairs in your room, she's okay” 

Sighing in relief. “She's okay,” my inner voice said. 

“Well, what are we waiting for then take me to her, Jer!”

“Elvis we gotta talk about what happened just now, we could have lost you back there” 

Jerry said as tears began to brim in the corner of his eyes. 

“What happened, back there all I remember was y/n towards me and someone shooting towards me.” 

“We arrived late at that scene E, but from what I recalled, Red was dying and someone shot you, after that, we don't know what happened.” 

“You think it could have been our enemies?” I said, “who could have shot me”

“I don't know E, that's what I'm trying to piece together,” said Jerry. 

 Nurse Jackie says that you'll make a fast recovery but it's bed rest for a week, or two. 

“TWO WEEKS!!! HELL NO!!!” I protested. 

“I know E, but I'll tell ya that girl of yours is a brave one”

“What about her Jer?” I asked cautiously hearing what Jerry had to say. 

“While you were here, she never left your side. We were staying outside and she did not once escape or even tried to. She stayed quiet, she even asked if we can both see you, but the nurse suggested for she heads upstairs.” 

Cracking a small smile, I turn to Jerry and said: “ She did, did she now, you think she's warming up to me Jer?” 

Laughing Jerry said, “I can only hope so E.” 

As our laughter started to die down a little, I asked Jerry if he can take me to my room. 

“Alight E, let's go” 

And with that Jerry lifts me from my bed and takes me back to my room. 

“Jer, there's one more thing I want you to do for me, can you call Lamar to me? I wanna talk to him.” 

“You sure you won't try to hurt him?” said Jerry 

Chucking I said, “no Jer, I want to apologize for my actions.”

“Alright E, I'll call him down” and with that Jerry pages, Lamar and Lamar come speeding fast. 

Stuttering Lamar says “Yeeesss Boooosss” 

“Lamar comes closer, I promise I won't hurt you.” 

Lamar cautiously approaches me, couldn't blame him though, I did beat the shit out of him. 

“Elvis?” Lamar says as he sees me opening my arms, he flinches 

I embraced Lamar, in a hug and said “I'm sorry, Lamar, didn't mean for it to go that far”

Lamar tenses but soon releases it after a few seconds. 

Patting my back gently he says “It's alright E, no harsh feelings, I'm glad you're okay tho.”

Nodding my head, I tell Lamar that I'll be resting, in my room for a bit. And then once I'm better we get back to taking care of business. 

Chuckling Lamar says “you got it E, rest assured.”

And with that Lamar leaves and Jerry takes me to my room.

“I got it from here Jerry, you go on a rest its been a long day.” 

“You sure, Elvis I don't mind taking you…” 

“It's alright Jer” 

“Alright, E I’ll see you later then” 

“Thanks, Jerry, I'll see you later.”

Jerry turns around and heads straight to his room, leaving me alone with my black double doors. I slowly turn the door nob and peek inside. Seeing y/n sleeping on her side of the bed. 

“She hadn't changed her clothes?” 

“She doesn't have any,” my inner voice said, which reminds me to make a mental note to get her some things. 

Slowly making my way towards her, I sit down on the bed, brushing a few strands of her hair behind her ears. 

y/n groaning, and opens her eyes slowly, leaning towards my touch. 

“Didn't mean to wake you little, I'm going to head to the shower, and get these garments off me, there are some extra shirts on this dresser, If you want to change too.”

y/n nods slowly as I get up, she grabs my arm and says “stay, please.” 

Turning towards her slender, body I sat down on the bed again. 

“Okay, little I will.”

I slowly make my way toward my side of the bed, y/n gets up and helps me lay myself down. 

“Easy, Elvis, easy,” she says in a hushed tone. What surprises me the most was the fact once I lay down, she places her head on my chest and cuddled towards me. 

“Elvis?” she says, looking up at me, 

“Yes, little one,” I said looking down at her, our eyes locking, her y/e/c and my blue orbs becoming one, I slowly leaned in some more as did she. 

We were centimeters apart but close enough to feel each other's breaths. 

Her lips brushed mine and we began our entanglement. It was a soft but passionate kiss. Nothing like I ever experienced before. 

Groaning into the kiss, y/n stopped kissing and proceeded to kiss my neck, slowly trailing down my chest. 

“Little, what are you doing?” I breathe out. The feeling of her kisses sent a shock wave to my body. 

“Shhhh, I want you to relax and enjoy it.” She says as she continues to trail further down. 

Using whatever strength I had left in my body, I got up and pulled her closer to me. 

“I don't want you to be doing something out of force now, I want this just as much as anybody else, but I am willing to wait if I have to,” I said.

y/n looked up at me, smiled, and pecks me on the lips saying, “ I want to, Elvis.” 

We kiss one more time, while she slowly undoes the buttons on her shirt, dried blood still on it from the events earlier. She throws it somewhere and I am revealed in all her glory, all she had on was lace white panties and no bra. 

“You look beautiful, baby,” I said.

Groaning as the pain from my injury begins to take full effect on me again. 

“Shit,” I said. “Elvis, something wrong?” y/n said worriedly thinking that maybe she may have hurt him in some way or form. 

“Little, I'm alright, I just have a minor injury here.” “We just gotta be extra careful to not open the wound up.”

She looks up at me and begins to gently touch my world with her delicate fingers. 

“Baby, look at me. I want you to lay down for me. I wanna show you want exactly you do to me.”

She complies with my orders, her eyes are no longer her usual hue, they are darker filled with curiosity and lust. 

“That's it, baby, just relax okay.”

y/n lays down on my bead and I began, kissing her lips once more, I hover over her and break our kiss. I make my way toward her neck, gently pecking until I hear her moan. “Gotcha” I smirked. I took extra time on that side, seeing as it was her sweet spot. 

“Elvis”, she moaned out. 

“Shhh, just relax and enjoy baby,” I said noticing my breath causing her body to shiver. 

My hands were exploring her body, her curves, her lines, and my lips kept going lower and lower towards her panties. 

“You ready little,” I said, grabbing the hem of her panties, 

Nodding she eagerly awaits what I am about to do. 

“No little, I need to hear you say it, are you ready,” I said again making sure my voice was sharp and lowered. 

“Yes,” she says, her excitement getting the best of her. 

“Good” I placed a kiss on her stomach and began to pull her panties off her legs 

I kiss her inner thighs, making sure to bit and nip leaving my mark on them. 

“Mine,” I said as I continued to kiss and mark her thighs. 

“Elvis, mmmm, don't tease.” Y/N moans out. 

I moan onto her inner thigh, “Baby, you sound so divine moaning out my name like that.” “Keep doing it.” 

I continued to make my way toward her core, I paused making sure I was making eye contact with her, “eyes on me little, one. I want to see your reaction when I do this.” With that, I pursed my lips a blew air onto her core. 

y/n shivered and silently moaned. She kept moving trying to get my face to connect with her core. I licked my lips and made my way to her aching core. 

Throwing her head back, and arching her back in the process. I kept licking and sucking her core. Feeling as her nectar drips down my chin. I moaned out, loving this feeling of control I have over her. No one can make her feel this good but me. 

“Elvis, mmmm, Elvisss ahh” she screamed, bucking her hips, y/n reaches for my hair and brings me in closer. I placed my hand on her stomach to keep her from moving, I want her to stay in place and enjoy every minute of this, just as much as I am. 

“Elvis, mmm I'm... I'm gonna… cum..” y/n breathed out, removing myself from her core, slick trailed from her core to my lips. Licking them off me, I stood up and told her “Not yet little” 

“What! Elvis, I wanna, Oh my god” she moans out as I decided to draw circles on her bud. Making sure my pace was slower. 

“Elvis, oh god!” she cried out “Elvis, please faster,” 

Instead of going faster, I added a finger inside her, going in and out while also stroking her bud. 

“Fuck! Elvis, yes... Just.. like that..” y/n head has now succumbed to the pillow and her hands using the sheets to claw at them. 

“Baby, you want to cum?” I teased. Making sure to create a lasting effect on her. 

“Are you gonna cum for daddy?” I teased. Smirking as I saw her facial expressions each time adding pressure. 

She nods, which wasn't the response I was looking for, so I went in adding a second finger to her dripping core. 

“Ahhhhh!” she moaned, “now, little we went over this, I want you to speak.” “ You that pretty little mouth of yours for me,” I said. 

 “Now, I'm gonna ask again” this time going in and out a little faster and using my thumb to create circles on her bud some more. “Do you wanna cum for daddy?” I said.

“Yes! Yes daddy, please let me cum!” she moans. 

Smirking I say “Cum for daddy baby” 

And with that y/n lets out a moan and her euphoria drips out of her. Leaving her in a state of relaxation and want. 

As her slick drips out of her and onto my hands, I removed my fingers and licked them. 

“Mmmm, you taste like honey,” I said as I continued to lick my fingers. 

y/n blushed, a bright red. “That, that was….” she breathed out. 

“Use your words little or do you want me to give you another round.”  Smirking I said, as I slowly made my way back to my side of the bed.

My pants felt tighter than before, my cock twitching for it to be released. For it to be buried inside. I try my best to fix the situation but to my dismay, it was no use. 

y/n turns to me and sees what is currently going on. “Elvis” she breathes out. “Yes, little one,” I said, my eyes not leaving her gaze. 

She gets up from her side and gently straddles me. “Little what are you doing?” I said as I was about to get up, but the pain from my injury shoots up instead, having me to get back down. y/n notices and puts her hand on my chest, drawing circles. Her hand makes it's way lower and lower to my belt. 

She swiftly undoes my belt loops and removed them. She then unhooks my button and unzips my pants leaving me in my briefs. 

“Little what are you doing?” I asked again to which she replies “ Shhhh” she grinds her hips onto my aching cock, having me throw my head back groaning. “You pleased me, I want to please you tonight.” She said and she continues to grind her hips onto my cock. 

Grabbing her hips I stopped her and looked her in the eyes and said, “are you sure? We don't have to do this now?” she silences me with a kiss and says “I want to” 

Y/n proceeded by removing my briefs causing my hard-on to spring and hit my stomach. Her eyes widened with shock and amusement. “How are you big” she whispered, “Well when I was younger, let's just say my nickname wasn't coke bottle for nothing. But that's a story for a later time.” I said chuckling.    

She looks down, and gently grabs hold of my cock, groaning at the sudden contact. “y/n” I moaned out. She begins to move her hand up and down, creating the friction it so desperately pleaded.

“y/n, please go faster.” I groaned, gripping the sheets. She complied and went faster at a pace I have, never experienced before. 

“Fuck, baby your so good, ugh!” I groaned. Bucking my hips into obtaining more friction. 

Pre-cum started to ooze out of me as y/n used her thumb to glide some of it all over the tip. 

“Baby, mmmm” I moaned out loud. She then stops out of nowhere. 

Breathing heavily wondering why she stopped. I saw that she grabs my cock once more and slowly places it where her hole is, sliding down gently til she reached fullness. 

“Fuck!” we both moaned. 

y/n once in a comfortable position began to ride me. Slowly building momentum as she grinds her hips back and forth adding a little bounce to the mix. I gently grab onto her hips to steady her pacing. 

“y/n, baby” I moaned feeling her tight core. “Elvis, oh god, Elvis” she moans throwing her head back in the process. y/n proceeds to speed up the pace and her walls begin to hit my cock, in and out, in and out. 

I bucked my hips adding more pleasure, causing both of us to moan out. “Elvis” y/n says mouth wide open, grabbing onto my chest. Digging her nails. “I'm so close” 

That was my cue, I gently turned us around letting me be on top, and began to pump myself in and out of her. Hitting her g-spot each time. We both moaned, sweat dripping from my forehead. Groaning at the mix of pleasure and pain, I “stupid injury” I thought. But I was gonna push away the pain for later. 

I brought y/n legs over my shoulders, deeping each thrust. “Elvis!” “Harder!” she cries out. 

I pumped harder until I felt I was about to burst. “Elvis… I'm gonna… cum” she breathes out, arching her back in the process. 

Kissing her lips, I pulled out, both of us coming together from our highs.

Just as soon as I saw, y/n relax, I rolled back onto my side of the bed, breathing heavily. 

Turning my head I saw y/n breathing heavily along with feeling the sense of tiredness consume her. 

Slowly getting up, I grab some towels, for us to clean ourselves up. One clean, I laid back down, on the bed, looking at my injury and seeing my gauze begin to seep some blood. 

“I may have overdone it.” Chuckling to myself. y/n turns to me and notices my gauze bleeding. 

“Oh, my Elvis your bleeding again,” She said in a state of panic. 

Kissing her forehead I tell her, not to worry. “Before I forget Elvis, Nurse Jackie gave me some of your medicine. If you like you can take one that way in the morning, you won't be in so much pain.” 

Turning towards y/n, I looked at her and said, “ nurse Jackie gave you some medicine, now why didn't you tell me sooner, little” grabbing her sides to bring her in closer to me. y/n yelps and giggles saying “I must have gotten a little carried away.” 

“ you know where the medicine is now?” 

“Yes, it's inside that drawer.”

Turning towards where she was pointing, I made my way towards the drawer and grabbed my bottle prescribed to Elvis Presley. The directions say Take every 6 hours to avoid any further injury and to help with the healing process. 

Opening the bottle I grab one pill and grab a glass of water. Chucking the water along with the drug. Placing the glass cup down, I saw y/n already falling asleep. Smiling at the sight I made my way towards her, grabbing onto our stained sheets, I wrapped her body along with mine, bringing her in closer. 

Kissing her forehead I said, “goodnight, little I love you.” with that the effects of the drug kicked in and I slowly enter into slumber wishing for y/n to repeat those same words to me someday. 

Wowwww!! What do we think about this monster of a chapter? That was a wild ride!

Thank you to my loves @erutluve and @plasticfantasticl0ver

Also want to say thank you to @gracie-lynn123 for commenting on my latest post! your message was very sweet! I hope you enjoy this chapter!

I can't wait for y'all to read chapter 9! Stay tuned for another exciting chapter.

[1-800-iluvhockey]

Can you do an Instagram edit of Dylan Duke from umich about him finally getting the girl.

Thank you so much 😁

here ya go, took all of me not to quote tswift :)

(all photos are not mine and the storyline is fiction!)

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yourusername

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yourusername - home for thanksgiving 🏖

tagged @/ home

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dylanduke25 - y/n you are a STUNNA! 🤩 can I get ya number?😆

↳ yourusername - horrible pick up line duker, and you already have my number 🧐

edwards.73 - BURN DUKER

↳ yourusername - like my sunburn🤣

mackie.samo - 🥶🥶

audreyoconnor - duker isn’t wrong, you are a STUNNA in black

dylanduke25 - black swimsuits >

lhughes_06 - where is your shirt?

↳ yourusername - what are we, brother and sister or neighbors ?

↳ edwards.73 - technically marky and I our your neighbors lol so……

↳ markestapa - don’t be a party pooper lukey, she looks good & eddy shut up don’t make it worse 😭

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yourusername - date night <3

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lhughes_06 - thought that we said no boys ?

markestapa - who is he y/n/n!?

↳ yourusername - none ya beeswax, hughesy & marky

audreyoconnor - my heart🥰 you two are so cute

↳ yourusername - he had to put a timer on for this pic but I LOVE IT

dylanduke25 - ooooh secrets 👀

↳ yourusername - I never kiss n tell, duke 😉

mackie.samo - we will find him y/n! gotta talk to him because we love you and want to protect you, neighbor :)

edwards.73 - we have good intentions, we swear! 🙂

↳ yourusername - love, when you see this, don’t trust the boys (they want to make you run away from me) jk

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dylanduke25

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dylanduke25 - stay tuned

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mbeniers10 - Grrrrr

nblanks98 - Mack Ave?

↳ dylanduke25 - @nblanks98 add strawberries please

yourusername - lookin fly dukeerrrr 🤩🤩

↳ dylanduke25 - had someone to impress in the stands tonight 😆

brendan.brisson - Dylan!

edwards.73 - 🍳🐼

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yourusername - can finally say that you got me wrapped up around your finger, dylan duke <3

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dylanduke25 - so many pickup lines to get you to finally be mine❤️

mbeniers10 - I WAS RIGHT ALL ALONG!!

audreyoconnor - briss lost again and now owes me $20

↳ brendan.brisson - I have to be better at betting before I move to Las Vegas :(

thombordeleau - HOW DID I NOT KNOW THIS RELATIONSHIP WAS REAL

lhughes_06 - I’m his roommate and didn’t even know her name

↳ markestapa - yeah it’s because you’re too busy watching harry potter (w/o headphones on) and flirting

↳ edwards.73 - or doing american eagle model things

↳ mackie.samo - or complaining about econ homework

lhughes_06 - OKAY SO I DONT PAY ATTENTION, SUE ME

↳ dylanduke25 - too much work, have to go through your ae lawyer LMAO

↳ lhughes_06 - be glad that we are best friends, duker :) or I would punch you right now

yourusername - take the chaos to dylan’s Instagram please! 🤍 and don’t punch by bf luke or so help me.

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dylanduke25 - looking for cloud 9 since you’re finally mine 🌩

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tyler___duke5 - finally got THE girl! took you long enough, was so tired of hearing you talk my ear off about her

↳ dylanduke25 - I thought that there was a brother code about confessing secrets?! 😤

↳ lhughes_06 - sadly, my brothers haven’t figured that out yet

yourusername - you’re my favorite

↳ dylanduke25 - favorite player? favorite person? favorite boy? :)

yourusername - all of the above, baby ❤️

↳ dylanduke25 - 😩

markestapa - duker got the girl 🥳🥳

edwards.73 - glad one of the pickup lines worked 🤣

thombordeleau - atta boy dyl

brendan.brisson - go dd go

mbeniers10 - 🤩

nblanks98 - take good care of her🤍… my son grew up🥲

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[poisoned-peppermint]

Incorrect quotes my beloved

quench your thirst my beloveds

~~Long post~~

Wilbur: At your wifes house rn ;) she hitting me with a broom

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Bad: Catch me gardening topless at 5am telling my baby tomato plant about my bad dream

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Skeppy: I got bitten on my walk by a great dane

Bad: My God - imagine if it had been a small child

Skeppy: I could have fought off a small child, Bad

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*texting*

Skeppy: I wanted to kiss you today

Bad: Why didn’t you

Skeppy: Can't reach your face

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Bad: Why are you calling me on your day off?

Skeppy: I need your help. I’ve done something bad, very bad.

Bad: Put the corpse on ice, I’m on my way.

Skeppy: What? No, it’s not-- why would I--

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Tubbo: Tall people: if we are walking together please take into consideration my tiny legs. I can’t keep up with you. Please think of my tiny legs i don’t want to be jogging to keep up with your leisurely stroll you TITANS

Ranboo: Just get a pair of roller skates and hang on to my sleeve, we don’t have all day.

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Bad: *demon bf that insists on making pacts for every little thing*       

"i will do the dishes... for a price (kissies)"

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Skeppy: I like your pants.

Bad: Thanks. They were 50% off.

Skeppy: I’d like them 100% off.

Bad: The store can’t just give clothes away.

Skeppy: That's not what I-

Bad: That’s a terrible way to run a business, Skeppy.

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Bad: It just feels amazing to finally spread my legs and be the person that I am.

Skeppy: ... You just said, 'spread your legs'.

Bad: I just said spr- spread my wings.

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Bad: I thought I told you to stay in the car.

Skeppy: You did. But I thought it was boring, and you were in trouble.

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Bad: Why me?

Skeppy: Because people like you. You're quiet. You say, ‘excuse me’. You look like little birds help you get dressed in the morning.

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Bad: We're having another moment, aren't we?

Skeppy: If by a moment, you mean me not wanting to strangle you for the first time since we met, then I guess we are.

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Bad: We both look very handsome tonight.

Skeppy: You know, if you’d just said that I looked handsome, I would have said, ‘so do you’.

Bad: I couldn’t take that chance.

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Bad: Jail's no fun, I'll tell you that.

Skeppy: You've been?

Bad: Once, in Monopoly.

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Bad: Is everything all right, Skeppy? You seem distracted. Usually, I get at least a glimmer of a smile from my remarks, the occasional eye roll. I think I got a snort once.

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DreamXD: We have fun, don’t we, George?

George: I have never been more stressed out in my entire life.

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Bad: This is the worst thing you've ever done!

Skeppy: You know, you say it so much it's lost all its meaning.

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Skeppy: Frankly, I would say I'm gayer than you.

Bad: How are you gayer than I am?

Skeppy: Well, I wear a man purse.

Bad: That's not gay! That's hideous! And if you were as gay as I am, you'd know that!

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Bad, about Skeppy: I don't have a crush on them. They’re just someone I stare at and I like and when they’re not here, it ruins my day.

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Skeppy: You think I really give a fuck? I can’t even read.

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Dream: You can de-escalate any situation by simply saying, 'Are we about to kiss?'

Dream: Doesn't work for getting out of speeding tickets, by the way.

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Dream, motioning to a Halloween display: All these ghosts! All these ghosts! I still can’t find a boo

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Dream: I’d like to offer you moral support, but I have questionable morals.

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Dream: You're right.

George: That's... That's an unusual phrase for you. Did you just learn it?

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Dream: George... Why did you draw a pentagram on the floor?

George: Your text told me to satanize the house before you returned.

Dream:

Dream: I wrote sanitize, George.

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Karl, in a high voice, holding barbie: hey ken! I was thinking about going back to school and starting a career!

Sapnap, in a deep voice, holding ken: nonsense, barbie. you’re staying home and having my kids

Quackity: what the fuck are you guys doing?

Karl: playing systemic oppression

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Karl, trying to ask Sapnap out: Would you like to stay for dinner?

Quackity: WOULD YOU LIKE TO STAY FOREVER?

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Tubbo: I’m doing what I can to jog your memory.

Ranboo: It’s jogging, I guess. Its tiddies are jiggling a little.

Tubbo: Nice

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Tubbo: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized. 

Ranboo: *steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to their knees and sob while apologizing profusely*

Tubbo: That one. I want that one.

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Ranboo: So, I’ve been thinking Tubbo-

Tubbo: That’s dangerous.

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Ranboo, watching power lines fall down: Tommy, Tubbo! The town is exploding and it’s very pretty!

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George: Dream, I don’t think I can handle any more of your tomfuckery.

Dream: Oh yeah? Well I can keep going until you’re all tomfuckered out!

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Bad: I lost my fish, can you help me find it?

Skeppy, cooking the fish: What? I couldn’t hear you, please speak up.

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Bad: *Takes a sip of milk and gags*

Bad: Oh my god, is this expired?

Bad: *Takes another sip of milk*

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Skeppy: You have Crayons?

Bad: Yes, I have—

Skeppy: You're— how old are you?

Bad: YES I AM AN ADULT AND I HAVE CRAYONS, I HAVE A BOX OF EMERGENCY CRAYONS IN THE CABINET UNDER THE TV BECAUSE EVERYBODY NEEDS CRAYONS SOMETIMES, OKAY? EVERYBODY NEEDS CRAYONS.

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will make more <3