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This is so funny to me because I can PICTURE host!Vic furiously storming into the studio after having watched season 1, complaining that they look completely ridiculous on camera (bright pink? What are they, an anarchist?) and demanding a new wardrobe. Theyâre given one (1) new shirt in a different colour and go âperfect, now give me a broach that looks like a sea urchin to show what a cool fun guy I am as wellâ
#I can picture wardrobe giving them a whole new outfit and host!vic rejecting it and getting mad cause itâs so different lmao#they probably took this shirt from home#bought it themselves and were soooo proud of how serious and commanding it makes them look#leighanna wants their ass dead#god. what a little freak (affectionate)#I think they watched a full season of their show and saw themselves get barraged and humiliated repeatedly#and went âalright well the problem canât be my personality itâs definitley that ridiculous pink blouseâ#im also fascinated by what VIP is and how it airs in universe btw#IS there an in universe ?? or is host!vic in fucking purgatory#I love this show#very important people#vip#very important people dropout#vip last looks#very important people last looks#vic michealis#dropout#dropout tv#dropout.tv#shitpost
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can FINALLY do this with the fool it originally was meant for all along and free tyr from the torment klafnlkdsfnlds
#yea i've been thinking about this his whole playthru. what about it#swtor text posts#ch: alucren#imperial agent#this absolute wreck of a man. god. chews on him#that's it this is the only real text post you need for him#everything else is bonus content. flavor. seasoning.#my fucked up little freak (affectionate)
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I need Ashley and Charlie to meet. The characters ever
#idk they're just so complex and interesting to me#i want to study them under a microscope#idk what the fuck the meeting would be like but god#the guilty little freaks club (affectionate ofc)#supermassive games#the dark pictures anthology#until dawn#the devil in me#ashley brown#charlie lonnit#just a couple asexuals being scared for their lives and just absolutely over everything
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oh yeah i started watching a playthrough of Yakuza 0 recently and im having such a good time, I don't have any way to play the games myself which is probably a good thing bc i would have immediately become obsessed with the real estate mini game and halted all story progress to exclusively work on that
#love Kiryu and Majima so much already#playthrough is currently on chapter 7#god end of chapter 6 was A Lot. that was intense#obsessed with Tachibana also. what a little fucking freak (affectionate)#callietxt
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My main takeaway from this episode was not actually mulderâs horrific little drinky-drink
someone asked me about this on instagram
#god I watched this last night incredibly drunk myself#I could not even fathom what he was trying to make. screwdriver sludge?#what a little freak (affectionate)#I donât like when mom and dad fight#txf
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DONâT HAVE TO GUESS
{yuta okkotsu x f!reader}
summary: yuta is the greatest boyfriend to ever grace this earth. one problem though? he refuses to touch you out of fear of making you uncomfortable or disrespecting you (no matter how bad he wants it). your pent up sexual frustration is at an all time high and youâre sick of him rejecting your advances, so you devise a plan to get him to crack.
content: MDNI. FILTHY SMUT, smut with plot, established relationship, afab!reader, pet names, references to alcohol and drinking, college party, cursing, p in v sex, unprotected sex (wrap it yâall), dirty talk, FERAL YUTA, oral, creampie, yuta is down bad for you.
word count: 5.8k
authorâs note: theming inspired by charli xcx ft. miss billie eilishâs song âguessâ !! MWAH.
if you would like to know the origin story of this au, you can read it here! but it can also be read without it :)
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yuta felt like an absolute freak.
ever since you both officially became a couple, heâs been the absolute happiest man alive and never ever goes a day without showering you with affection, kisses, and telling you how much he loves and adores you.
but behind that? yuta has a little secret.
and he is gnawing at the iron bars of his enclosure in absolute torture every time you do something, anything, that can get his little horn dog mind to imagine you in thirty five different positions on his bed crying out for him.
it doesnât even have to be something you do that remotely resembles anything sexual, so on a day where you were sitting pretty beside him in the passenger seat of his car, the blood rushing to his dick at the sight of the seatbelt strap pushing in between your puffy boobsâ
he knew it was bad.
yutaâs shamefully always thought about these thingsâ even when you were both just on best friend status. but itâs harder now, much harder for him to behave because he doesnât want to pressure you into doing something you donât want to do. he respects you so much and always treats you like pretty porcelain glass, delicately running his hands over your body and soft face when you share a kiss or an embrace.
so now whenever he feels his heart pounding against his chest, face boiling red, and the all too familiar feeling of the lower region of his pants maybe getting a little too tight because of you, he immediately removes himself from the situation to prevent from spazzing out.
the bad thing wasâ this happened practically every single day and nearly every other hour, to the point where it was blatantly obvious and you were completely and utterly confused as to why.
every time you stand up on your tippy toes to give him a sugary kiss, arms wrapped around his neck and yutaâs arms around your waist, the makeout doesnât last for more than thirty seconds before heâs pulling apart from your lips with a smack!, walking away with his head down, hands tight at his sides, and with a lame excuse for his abrupt leave.
every time you accidentally drop something and bend over to retrieve it with yuta standing directly behind youâ when you come back up and turn your head to face him, heâs already staring back at you with wide eyes, lips pressed into a thin line and cheeks flushed pink. youâd ask then if he was okay, to which he would respond by a quick nod of the head and a dash out of the room to leave for a moment⌠again.
he did it so much to the point where he eventually avoided touching you all together, and you absolutely hated it. yutaâs always been affectionate with you, heâs never not touched you, and on a day where you swung a leg over his lap to straddle him on his bed, eager to show him a little loving and a smoochâ you had just about had it when he placed his hands on your hips as you were trailing your mouth down his neck, physically pulling you off his lap and leaving the roomâ muttering about god knows what.
until you noticed.
you and yuta were seated on your living room couch watching a movie, the both of you dozing off gingerly as his head was resting against your shoulder, undoubtedly exhausted after a days worth of college classes and homework.
you went to place a sleepy hand on his upper thigh, about to tell him that you both should move upstairs to your room and sleep, but when your fingers accidentally grazed his crotch area, yuta shot up like a light and startled you awakeâ eyes blown wide and frantic.
âwhatareyoudoingââ
âyu! my godââ you placed a hand over your heart, chest heaving. âi was just gonna tell you that we should go up to my room and sleep.â
yutaâs shoulders visibly dropped, and he closed his eyes momentarily before licking his lips, exhaling deeply.
âh-oh my godââ he opened his eyes again after regulating his breathing and looked at you with worried eyes. âfuck iâm sorry baby⌠did i scare you?â
you gave him a little nod and he wrapped his arms around your shoulders then, kissing your cheek and the side of your head apologetically. âiâm sorry, i donât know why i did that.â
but you did, and it was like a switch had gone off in your head, everything finally making sense.
every moment he would suddenly leave, or remove you from him when you tried anything, or every expression and reaction he made when you would wear something tight or short, all fell into place like a delicious puzzle piece.
so when he lead you to bed and cuddled you up innocently to sleep that night, you came up with a plan to test this theory.
you wanted yuta to crack.
unfortunately, your first attempt was a fail.
yuta had plans to take you out on a little summer picnic date by the beach, and when he arrived at your house and you texted him to come in and make himself at home in your room, you were absolutely giddy, fixing your dress and applying the finishing touches to your makeup in the bathroom.
you had slipped on a long, skin tight black spandex dress for the dayâ one that hugged every inch and crevice of your body like a vice, a mischievous look in your eyes as you ran your fingers through your styled hair before leaving, practically skipping down the hall back to your room.
the minute you came in, yutaâs eyes flew open.
âhi baby!â you greeted sweetly, walking over to where he sat at the edge of your bed and leaned down, planting a soft kiss to his blushing cheek.
score.
âh-hi.â
âdo you like it?â you asked eagerly, doing a little twirl for him and mentally making sure to pop your ass out a little more in his direction. âi bought it just yesterday!â
âi.. i do, baby.â he squeaked, voice hoarse and mind in a full blown fucking panic when you took his hands in yours and ushered him to stand.
but he remained stiff as a board, arms glued to his sides and hands in tight fists as he looked at you, face strained.
you playfully rolled your eyes and took his hands, guiding them towards you. âyou can touch me, silly. hereâ feel the spandex-â
and you purposely dropped his hands to land right on your ass with a smack.
yuta immediately inhaled sharply through his nose and choked, his face dropping straight into the crook of your neck to hide his delirious expression. yuta was biting the inside of his cheek so unbelievably hard that he tasted metal, his eyes squeezing shut as nasty thoughts flashed through his mind like a forest fire.
holy shit holy shit holy shitâ
âf..feels nice,â he muttered into your neck, and you grinned, wrapping your arms around his neck and leaning your lips up to his ear.
âdoes it?â
you felt yuta giving in and slowly squeeze the plump of your ass, and he felt like an absolute fucking monster at the way he was feeling you up when in his eyes, you were just innocently showing him your pretty little long dress.
but just when you thought you had won, your smile wide with delight, he tore away from you and excused himself from the room with a quick kiss to your cheek, leaving you dumbfounded and defeated.
on your second attempt, you refused to accept defeat and planned more diligently than before, his tiny mess up from last time motivating and proving to you that your plan could bear fruit.
this day was particularly scorching, one of the hottest days of the year as you and yuta decided to get ice cream after one of his lectures from a shop down the street, an attempt at cooling off and escaping the heat.
you were sitting on a cute bench under shade just outside the shop as you waited for your boyfriend to come back, nervous and wearing a low cut baby doll top that showed a little more boob than you originally intended, but due to the circumstance at hand⌠the more the merrier!
after a few minutes, the door to the shop chimed open and yuta stepped outâ two vanilla ice cream cones with rainbow sprinkles delectably adorning the pair of soft serves in his hands. he carefully handed one to you and grinned.
âhere baby.â
you took a cone from his offering hand gratefully and licked a little off it as he sat down.
âthank you!â you responded sweetly, and it made his heart skip a beat as you both sat there, enjoying the summer heat and each others gentle company.
without yuta noticing though, you had stopped licking your ice cream as he chatted to you about the things he had to do for the coming week, attentively listening to him as you patiently waitedâ the vanilla soft serve glistening under the heat and slowly melting, droplets oozing off the sides until one landed right on your tit.
score.
âoh!â you gasped, looking down and pouting, âi spilled someee.â
yuta quickly reached to the side and pulled out a napkin he had brought from the shop, extending it out towards you but faltering when you shook your head frantically.
âno! itâll go to waste! and i canât reach down and lick it off myselfâŚâ you huffed and looked at him with the cutest face he had ever seen you make⌠you smirking deviously on the inside. âcan you lick it off for me, yu? please.â
you had said it so nonchalant, so casual like it was the easiest most normal thing in the world to do, but it had yutaâs body and mind freezing over as you scooted closer to him, waiting.
âhâ huh?â he stammered, unable to take his eyes away from your tits, the sight of ice cream drooling down over them an image he wanted to tattoo behind his eyelids to look at foreverâ his cheeks bright pink.
âhurry! itâs gonna stain my top,â you whined, putting a hand on his shoulder as yuta let you tug him down, him ogling and literally gawking over your chest.
without another thought, yuta stuck his slick tongue out and slowly ran it over the top of your puffy tit just like you had asked him to, the angel on his shoulder screaming at him to stop as his tongue continued to trail up your chest and around your neck, your breath hitching in surprise.
the sound of your reaction broke him out of his trance and he flinched away from you, chest heaving and pupils blown out with the biggest pit of shame in his stomach, feeling like a fucking pervert.
but you, your shoulders evidently deflated in disappointment as you pressed your thighs together, trying to mend the buzzing ache between your legs as your mind thought over and over about what he did, something you didnât expect at all, and something you wanted him to do again.
âletâs⌠letâs go for a walk, yeah?â yuta spoke quickly and gently to you, taking your hand that was on his shoulder and pulling you up off the bench, him confused as to why you had a frown on your face.
but for the third and final attempt, you were utterly and hopelessly desperate. every time you guys hung out, yuta was still the absolute sweetest and did everything he could to make you happy, yet he still just wouldnât touch you, and it was driving you fucking crazy.
you were getting reckless at this point, your pent up sexual frustration sky rocketing with every passing day, but you were completely oblivious to the fact that yuta was dealing with the same form of torture.
except way, way worse.
itâs gotten to the point where just the sound of your sweet sugary voice over the speakers of his phone has him biting down on the edges of his pillow, arms wrapped tightly around himself and his body curled up into a pathetic ball of despair, his dick rock solid and his mind filled with thoughts that consisted of strictly just you.
so when you called him up and asked if he wanted to come with you to one of your girl friendâs parties, yuta knew he was one hundred percent fucked.
he wanted to keep respecting you. he wanted you to know how special you were to him and how serious he was about your relationship with him, and he sure as hell did not want you to feel uncomfortable because he was a horny piece of shit that didnât know self control and wanted to have sex every five minutes.
except he was a horny piece of shit, has always been one over you, and yuta knew the second he saw you dolled up in your pretty little dress looking absolutely lethal, he was going to lose it.
and he did.
with his arms crossed over his chest and a tight hand over his mouth, he nodded and hummed out a series of âmhmâsâ at everything you were saying as you finished up getting ready, his eyebrows pinched together in complete agony at the sight of you.
the pastel green glittery dress you had on was so criminally short that any inch of movement you made, the bottom of your ass cheeks would peak out from below the hem of your dress.
he slightly lowered his hand from his mouth. âbaby?â
âyeah?â you responded softly and turned your body to face him, spritzing your vanilla coconut perfume over your frame.
âi-isnât your dressâ a little short?â
you put the perfume bottle down on your vanity desk and looked down, internally giddy that he noticed the length, your plan coming into fruition.
score.
âoh is it?â you tugged at the hem of your dress, scooting it back down. âdoes it look bad? iââ
âno no!â yutaâs hands shot out frantically as he shook his head. âyouâre so so pretty baby, the most gorgeous little thing iâve ever seen,â he took a few steps toward you and wrapped his arms around your shoulders, being mindful of your perfectly styled hair that made him weak in the knees. âi just donât want you to feel uncomfortable for the rest of the night and not enjoy yourself.â
your heart melted at his words and consideration as you smiled warmly, eyes sparkling up as you gave him a cute peck on the lips and hugged him back, âyouâre so nice to me, yu.â
yuta snorted but looked down at you fondly. âthatâs the bare minimum baby.â
âso.â you peeled away from him and walked over to the bed to pick up your purse, swinging the strap over your shoulder. âall i do is make you ham sandwiches after your soccer practices.â
yuta laughed loudly, âthatâs all you do?â
âyup!â
he nudged your shoulder playfully with his, a grin on his face as he walked down the stairs with you and out the door to his car.
âbrat.â
at the party, your plan was to be as devilish and flashy as possible, showing off every curve and angle of your body to your boyfriend in means of getting him to crack, and your ticket there was the length of your dressâ
but more specifically?
what you had on underneath.
when you met up with the rest of your friend group that were all residing on the long lounge sofa in the living room like always, you grabbed yutaâs hand and led him over to join the rest of them. he politely greeted each and every one, keeping you close by the hip before you both settled down on the couch.
yuta wasnât a big party person like you were, but he also didnât particularly dislike them either. as long as you were there with him, he always ended up getting shit faced and having the time of his life with you and your friends, something that didnât even happen when he went to parties with his own friends.
your closest girl friend that sat across from you at an angle turned her body, yelling over the music. âhave you tried this?!â
she pointed to the red solo cup in her hand, and you shook your head.
âno! what is it?!â
âsomeone from the frat next door made a mix of malibu and pineapple rum! itâs really good here!-â
she reached over and offered her cup, and as soon as you stood to retrieve it, an idea popped into your headâ eyes widening. without another thought, you moved over to stand right in front of yuta before fully and erotically bending and lunging over to reach for the cup.
he stopped breathing. he looked at the way your dress rode up literally half way up your ass and he stopped breathing.
it was so unbelievably high up that he saw the color of your underwearâ a lacy black pair with little bows adorned over the sides like a present, slightly see through but enough to see the outline of your lower lips.
yuta clasped a tight hand over his mouth, but as soon as that happened he realized that whatever he was seeing, everybody else was seeing as well. including that stupid moron that had been staring at you since the moment you both got here.
in record time his trembling arms shot out and yuta grabbed the hem of your dress, tugging it back down over your ass as he wrapped an arm around your waist tightly, pulling you back to sit on his lap.
you loved that he did that, but as you sipped the drink and chatted on with your friends, you were entirely unaware of the way yutaâs arms were gripped around your waist like a lock, his forehead resting on your back with his face hidden.
yuta felt like an absolute fucking freak again as the image of your puffy lower lips outlining your lacy panties flicked over and over and over again in his mind without a break. he felt so nasty, so shameful and so hard as he tried with all of his will power to calm his breathing and stop the bouncing of his right knee, eyes screwed tight.
holy fuck holy fuck holy fuckâ
he needed you so badly, needed to slip that skimpy dress off of you and bury his face in between your legs, needed to slip his swollen dick out and grope your tits and pump hisâ
shut up shut up shut upâ
at the feeling of his leg bouncing rapidly, you looked back and slightly turned yourself, confused at the sight of his hung head that was refusing to detach from your body and look at you properly.
you placed a gentle hand at the top of his head, the feeling of his silky black hair underneath your fingers. âyu?ââ
his head snapped up straightaway, and your eyes widened as you took in the way his chest was heaving and his pupils were blown out, face completely red and his body practically shivering beneath you.
you frowned, âbaby? are you okay?â
you shifted once more to assess him better, but his eyes only shot back down to your ass as he felt your dress rise up again.
such pretty bowsâŚ
yuta smashed his face in against your side, eyes screwed shut.
calm down calm down calm downâ
it was almost completely dark in the frat house, colors of red and blue and green bouncing across the walls of the lower level as people drank and made havoc, your friends all caught up in their own inebriated worlds to realize what was happening between the both of you.
and at the feeling of his hardened cock against your ass, you slowly smiled and finally understoodâ your hand coming up to stroke his cheek lovingly, the act simple and innocent, until you took his hand from your lap and agonizingly dragged it further up and up and up your thighâŚ
shit shit shitâ
until you guided his shaking fingers to the patch of wet in between your parted thighs, the lace material up against the pads of hisâ
fuck it.
yuta pushed you off of his lap and stood, snatching your wrist tightly before tugging and dragging you away from the couch and through the mass of people on the dance floor.
âyuta!â you yelled over the music. âwhere are we going?â
you were so confused, and you worried that maybe you had pushed his buttons a little too far and that now he was upset, and judging by the way he didnât even turn around or respond when you spoke to him, it looked like that might be the case.
you gnawed at your bottom lip in concern as he led you both up the stairs of the houseâ you focused on trying to keep your dress from riding completely up and him opening and closing several different doors before he found what he was looking for.
yuta dragged you in the bathroom and slammed the door shut behind him, his lips instantly latching onto your cheek, desperate wet open mouthed kisses dropping down to your neck and down to your chest as you gasped.
âmâsorry mâsorry mâsorryââ he repeated like a chant, voice muffled by the way he was sucking on your neck like a little leech, his fingers looping themselves in the straps of your dress before pulling down and revealing your bare tits to him.
you were wholeheartedly gobsmacked at what he was doing and you were loving every single second of it, the way his wild eyes darted over your tits and his wet lips just about drooling over them.
âiâm gonna suck your tits,â his gaze shot back up to you, chest rising and falling. âokay baby?â
a fierce blush spread over your cheeks at his words, mentally cursing yourself for wanting this so bad but feeling bashful at the wrong freaking time.
you barely even nodded before he picked you up by the waist and set you down on the counter of the sink, his wet tongue darting across the plush of your breasts and pressing flat against your nipple, your breath hitching at the feeling.
yuta sucked and nipped feverishly at your nipples, getting them slick and slippery with his spit as he squeezed at your waist desperately, your pretty moans ringing through his ears making his bulge tighten and strain against the buckle of his belt.
he trailed his tongue back up to your neck and groped the fat of your ass with his hands, subconsciously rutting into your covered lips as he whined and groaned over the warmth of your pussy.
âiâ iâm gonna cum in my pants if we keep going.â he puffed out, tone constricted as he looked at you with feral half lidded eyes.
you nodded quickly. âbut i want you to, yu. inside me.â
yutaâs eyes blew wide open as he shook his head, and you felt the way his hands trembled while he gripped your hips.
âweâ we canât baby,â panting, he unwillingly pulled his bulge slightly apart from your warmth and looked at you sincerely. âi canât do that to youââ
âdo what?â you asked softly, tilting your head to the side. âmake love to me?â
ânoâ well, yes?â he dropped his forehead to rest on your shoulder and placed his hands at the edge of the counter to support his weight, groaning.
âi donât want you to think iâm taking advantage of you orâ or not respecting you and i want you to know how serious iâm taking this relationship andââ
you cupped his cheeks and made him look at you, your voice sweet and soft. âwho said that? i donât think that at all yu, and i know youâre serious about us.. i wouldnât be sitting on this counter with my tits out if you werenât.â
yuta laughed as you wrapped your arms around his neck.
âyou donât wanna fuck me?â you whispered lewdly.
âtrust me i doââ
âyou donât wanna see what kind of panties i have on under?â you pressed an open mouthed kiss to his neck. âyou donât want to maybe guess the color of my underwear?â
âoh i donât have to guess baby,â he shook his head and grinned. âi know.â
yuta buried his face in your hair and inhaled, âhas this been your plan all along pretty? to be a little slut for me and show off what you got going on down there?â he snapped his bulge back on your pussy so roughly that you jolted up by the sheer force. âto get me to fuck you? hm?â
you didnât respond, you couldnât respond by the way he was running and groping his hands deliciously all over your body as he spoke nasty to you. all you could do was moan stupidly.
âlucky for you, iâm just as guilty.â
he pulled your straps back over your shoulders then while sliding you off the counter, tugging the hem of your dress down over your ass before opening the door and leading you by the hand outside.
yuta ran through the halls opening and closing doors again, the both of you laughing when you would find other people fucking or making out, until he finally found an open vacant room with a bed and slammed the door closed, locking it.
his lips smashed against yours without another moment wasted, you unzipping and pulling your dress up and over yourself as he yanked his shirt off and threw it fuck knows where.
pushing you down gently on the bed, yuta took a step back to admire your perfect perfect body, the way your tits bounced with every movement you made, and the way that god forsaken lacy black underwear made you look as he just stood there and stared.
you cowered a little under his gaze, legs closing and arms crossing over your chest. âwhat?â
he shook his head. âi love you⌠so much.â
you smiled bright then, pearly whites on display as you watched him reach down and fumble with his belt frantically, sliding it off and pushing his pants down before kicking them away and hovering over you until you were both entirely bare.
yuta pressed honeyed wet kisses all the way down your body and in between your legs, shoving his face to your clothed pussy and inhaling your sweet scent, moaning as he did so.
he was so freakishly hard as he licked a long stripe up, the fabric rough and wet under his tongue as you squirmed and whined, impatient and bratty.
âyou taste so sweet, baby.â he groaned, pulling your panties to the side and spitting on your clit, his index finger running delicately and slowly over your meaty slimy folds.
âfuckââ you panted, carding your fingers through his hair. âmore pleaseââ
âmore?â he hummed, watching at the way you shook and shivered with his every touch as he slobbered all over your pussy like a man starved.
it was so filthy, squelching and sloshes of his mean mouth bullying your clit as your fingers flew to grip the sheets beneath you.
âeek!â you squealed, your thighs closing tight around his head as he ate, his hands coming up to force them apart.
âlet me eat.â
yuta gripped the fat of your plushy thighs as his sloppy tongue moved across your lips and pussy, coaxing your syrupy cunt to pulse and jump with each lick, a knot forming at the pit of your tummy.
âiâ yu, i canâtââ you tried to run away from his mouth. âiâm gonna cumââ
but he only grabbed your hips and brought you back down roughly, his rolling tongue lapping up your juices before your entire body shook with erotic ecstasy, your thighs clamping shut as you squealed and creamed on his tongue.
âfuuuucckkk,â he dragged out, coming back up and sliding your absolutely drenched and ruined panties down your shaking legs, his mouth coated and shiny and covered in you.
yuta pumped his cock a few times, and thatâs when you noticed just how big he was, packing a meaty punch that had your mouth watering and desperate.
you spread your legs again as he climbed over you, sliding his dick in between your messy sticky folds before lining his fat tip against your hole.
god, yutaâs body and dick were on fucking fire, his tip slowly nudging and slightly stretching you, a pathetic whine leaving his lips at the feeling of your perfect pussy that was entirely his to fuck, a dream heâs had and yearned over for what feels like an eternity.
âmâgonna put it in,â he choked, licking his lips as he tightly gripped your waist.
you eagerly nodded, spreading your legs even wider. âplease, i want you to fill me up, yu.â
and with that, yuta slowly and deliciously stretched your little cunt open, his swollen dick pushing past your tight squeezing gummy walls until he bottomed out.
âfâfuck,â he swallowed thickly. âyou gotta loosen up baby youâre milking meââ
your hands gripped at his arms for support as yuta gently pumped his cock, your pussy sucking him up like a yummy lollipop and trapping him inside. âi canât yuâŚâ you shook your head. âyouâre too bigââ
his glassy eyes darkened over at your words, and he picked up a brutal pace almost instantly.
âis thisâ hahâ what you wanted?â he reached out and pinched your rosy cheek meanly, pounding into your puffy walls as you cried dumbly. âto fuck you dumb on my dick after teasing me like that downstairs? huh?â
your eyes squeezed shut, loud pornographic moans tumbling out of your throat as he fucked you like he hated you, your tits bouncing with every hit.
a series of pat pat patâs bounced all over the walls as yuta buried his face into your neck, his heavy balls slapping against your ass as he shoved his dick inside of you over and over and over again.
âi canâ hahâ barely move youâre sucking me, baby.â yuta hiccuped, his eyes welling with feral tears.
it felt good, way too good and he could hardly handle it, his heart racing against his chest as he watched you make slutty faces that only fueled his erotic agony.
he fucked you full into the mattress, setting an animalistic pace as the headboard hit against the wall repeatedly.
âsâslow down, yu!â you whined, your eyes rolling to the back of your head at the way his tip hit your cervix without mercy, you on the verge of cumming and creaming all over his dick.
ânoââ he shook his head and looked at you, your sweaty hot bodies sticking together. âmâsorry pretty i câcanâtââ
yuta hiccuped and whined and cried at the way your greedy pussy was milking him for all of his worth, his abs tensing at the familiar feeling of his release. the amount of times yuta fisted his cock to the thought of you like a pervert, just like this, spread out and pretty, didnât even come close or compare to the real thing laying in front of him right now.
âmâgonna pull out, okay?â he muttered. âgonna cumââ
ânuh uh!â you whined, wrapping your thighs tightly around his waist to keep him inside, your arms clutching his brooding shoulders. âi want you to dump it inside of me.â
âiâ inside?!â he swallowed.
you nodded and smiled sweetly at him through your fucked out expression and puffy pouty lips, a sight he never ever wanted to forget in his life and keep the privilege of looking at every day, just for him.
yuta groaned again and shoved his face back into your neck, squishing your tits in his hands and holding on to them for dear life as you milked his cock, slamming his hips up to meet yours and you whimpering at how deliciously rough he was.
âmmâ fuck!â you squealed as you felt yutaâs hot ropey cum shoot up your walls, bucket loads of it filling you to the brim as you felt your own orgasm wash over you, his hand pressing down against your lower tummy as he hiccuped against your neck.
you both grabbed on to each other as you tried to come down from your highs, your skin sticky and hot as his steamy breath fanned over your ear shakily, the booming of music downstairs shaking the walls a little and the sounds of footsteps walking down the halls filling your ears.
yuta gently peeled himself from you and slowly, delicatelyâ pulled his dick out, his pupils dilating at the sight of his milky cum oozing out of you sluggishly.
his dizzy eyes flickered over to your dazed and tired face, smiling softly. âare you okay baby?â
you closed your eyes as he leaned down and brushed some of your hair away from your eyes, laughing a little. âyeah.â
âwait hereââ he whispered before getting off the bed and walking over to what he assumed was the bathroom, retrieving a random towel.
coming back over, he tenderly spread your legs and cleaned you up, rubbing soothing circles into your ankles with his thumbs as he did so before plopping back down on the bed next to you, pulling you softly into his arms.
that was the first time you both had sex together, and as the fact registered into your head, you buried your face into his bare chest shyly.
âhm?â yuta looked down at you. âwhat, baby?â
âyouâve seen me naked now,â you muttered, voice faintly muffled.
he giggled lowly. âyouâve seen me naked now too.â
âyour dick is big,â you leaned back a bit. âi canât believe youâve been keeping that thing hostage from me.â
yuta choked at your blunt statement and shook his head. âiâve always wanted this baby, believe me.â he kissed your forehead and nuzzled his face into your neck. âi just didnât want to disrespect you pretty so i just didnât know if you wanted it like i did.â
âbut i doââ
he laughed again, âi know you do, now i do.â
you smiled sheepishly as yuta caressed your back with his fingertips lovingly, feeling like he was at the gates of heaven with you in his arms after having shared something so intimate like that for the first time, something he only lived in his sleepy dreams prior to this moment.
âi love you, yu.â you mumbled against his chest, and his heart absolutely melted as he captured your lips in a sweet sweet kiss.
oh how he loved you, and the sight of your gorgeous naked body next to him, your breathtaking unreal face looking at him and only him with those eyesâ
was something he wouldnât trade for the world.
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i'm watching a silly lil anime about a reincarnation into a seventh prince and i don't care about anyone else in this show i love this little freak of a ten year old like yes study magic forever forsake everything else be a scary weirdo
#seriously lloyd is a freak i love him#i mean in the sense that like he's so hyperfixated on learning magic to the point its terrifying#i love him and how he's so fixated on learning and stealing spells#what a lil weirdo i love him#he's my little ten year old freak (affectionate)#also the music is so fun and GOD i love how ambitious he is
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âĄËËâ*ŕłË : FALLING FOR THE SPOTLIGHT (PT.1) : :;
â°â⤠â [PAIRING] â Hugh Jackman x F!Reader
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Ëâ¡ ÍÍÍÍâłâĽSUMMARY: You interview for a personal assistant position with Hugh Jackman over Zoom. Despite initial nerves, Hughâs charm and playful teasing create a connection, making the conversation feel both professional and surprisingly personal. By the end, you sense a special chemistry and eagerly await his decision.
Next Part
YOU SAT AT THE SMALL DINING TABLE IN YOUR APARTMENT, tapping your fingers against the edge of your laptop as the screen glowed faintly. Across the room, ZoĂŤ, your best friend and roommate, was lounging on the couch, casually flipping through her phone. She glanced up at you, smirking as she noticed your nervous energy.
"How are you holding up?" she asked, her voice teasing but affectionate.
You shot her a nervous smile. "Barely. I mean, it's Hugh Jackman... Hugh freaking Jackman. What am I supposed to do with that?"
ZoĂŤ laughed, sitting up and tossing her phone aside. "Oh, youâre going to do great. Youâve got this. You just graduated with a degree in media, you know your stuff. And besides, heâs going to love you."
âEasy for you to say,â you muttered, staring at the blank screen, your mind still whirling. "You didnât have a massive celebrity crush on him for, like, half your life."
ZoĂŤ grinned knowingly. "True, but thatâs exactly why you'll nail it. Youâve been preparing for this moment without even realizing it."
You gave her a mock glare, but deep down, you appreciated her confidence in you. It was a dream scenarioâworking as Hugh Jackmanâs personal assistant. When you saw the job posting online, you didnât even hesitate to apply, though you never imagined youâd get an interview, let alone one scheduled so quickly. And now, here you were, waiting for a Zoom call with the man himself. The idea of seeing Hugh in real-time, talking to him, hearing his voice directed at you, was enough to send your heart racing.
The laptop chimed suddenly, breaking your thoughts. The screen lit up with an incoming Zoom call.
ZoĂŤ jumped up, wide-eyed. "Thatâs him, isnât it?"
You nodded, trying to steady your breathing. "Itâs happening. Oh God, itâs happening."
She scurried over to stand behind you, giving your shoulders a quick squeeze. "Good luck! Youâve got this."
You took a deep breath, clicked to accept the call, and the screen shifted to show none other than Hugh Jackman. His face appeared, smiling warmly into the camera as he adjusted the angle. He looked even more handsome than youâd imaginedâsalt-and-pepper hair, sharp features, and that trademark grin that could melt a million hearts. The casual blue T-shirt he wore only added to his approachable charm.
âG'day!â His voice was warm, rich, and effortlessly charming. âCan you hear me okay?â
You smiled nervously and nodded. âYes! I can hear you perfectly. Hi, Mr. Jackman. I mean, Hugh. Sorry. Hi.â
Hugh laughed softly, and the sound of it eased some of your nerves. âNo worries at all. And please, just call me Hugh. âMr. Jackmanâ makes me feel old.â
You giggled despite yourself, the tension in your shoulders loosening slightly. âOkay, Hugh it is.â
His eyes twinkled with amusement. âSo, how are you today? I know interviews can be a bit nerve-wracking.â
"Just a little," you admitted with a sheepish smile. "But Iâm excited, too. It's a really amazing opportunity, and Iâm just happy to be here."
"Thatâs the spirit," Hugh replied, leaning forward slightly. "Listen, Iâm not one for formal interviews. Iâd rather just have a chat, get to know you, and see how we vibe. I hope thatâs alright?"
âThat sounds perfect,â you said, your heart pounding a little less now. The casual nature of the conversation was starting to help you feel more at ease.
âSo,â Hugh began, tilting his head, âyou just finished university, right? Tell me a bit about that. What did you study?â
âYeah, I graduated not too long ago,â you replied, feeling more confident. âI studied media, so Iâve done a bit of everythingâsocial media management, content creation, production... Iâve always loved the idea of working behind the scenes. I guess Iâm just looking for a job where I can put all that to use.â
Hugh nodded thoughtfully. "Media, huh? Thatâs perfect. I need someone who knows their way around that stuff. Iâm hopeless with social media." He chuckled, scratching the back of his head. "If it werenât for my team, Iâd probably still be figuring out how to send tweets."
You laughed, feeling the connection start to form. âWell, youâve got a pretty solid Instagram game going on. But I can definitely help with anything tech-related.â
"Ah, well, thatâs good to hear," Hugh said, leaning back in his chair. "And what about your interests outside of media? Any hobbies or passions I should know about?"
âWell,â you began, hesitating for a second. âI love moviesâobviously. And Iâm really into fitness, too, though Iâm not quite at your level.â
Hugh raised an eyebrow, his grin widening. "Fitness, eh? Are you trying to take my job? Next thing I know, youâll be Wolverine."
You blushed, laughing nervously. "I donât think I could pull off the claws."
"Ah, you never know!" Hugh said, winking. "But seriously, fitness is a great passion to have. Keeps you grounded. Maybe we could train together sometimeâIâm always looking for a new gym buddy."
Your heart skipped a beat at the casual offer, the idea of working out with Hugh Jackman suddenly flooding your mind. Was he joking, or�
"That sounds fun," you replied, trying to keep your voice steady. "But you might have to go easy on me."
"No promises," Hugh teased, his smile never faltering. Then he leaned in slightly, his tone a little more serious. âBut really, you seem like youâve got a good head on your shoulders. I like that. Youâre young, but from what Iâve seen on your resume, youâre definitely not lacking in experience. How do you feel about working in such a high-pressure environment?â
You thought about it for a moment. "Honestly, I think Iâd thrive in it. Iâm used to juggling a lot at once, and Iâve always worked well under pressure. I guess Iâm just ready for a challenge."
Hugh nodded approvingly. "Good answer. I like someone whoâs not afraid of a little chaos." He paused, then added with a mischievous glint in his eye, âAnd you seem awfully young to be my assistant. You sure youâre not still in high school?â
You blushed furiously and laughed, shaking your head. âDefinitely not. I promise, Iâm a fully certified adult.â
âWell, I guess Iâll just have to trust you on that,â Hugh replied, his tone playful. "You might just surprise me."
For a brief second, there was a comfortable silence. You could feel the warmth radiating from Hugh, and you found yourself smiling more freely now, your initial nerves melting away. The conversation felt easy, almost natural, like youâd known him for longer than just a few minutes.
Hugh broke the silence with a chuckle. "You know, I have to say, I think youâre going to fit in really well here."
You blinked, caught off guard. "You think so?"
"I do," Hugh said, his expression softening. "Iâve interviewed a lot of people, but you... thereâs something about you. Youâve got a good energy. I like that."
You felt your cheeks heat up again, but this time, it was less about nerves and more about the undeniable connection you felt growing between the two of you. Hugh Jackman, your long-time celebrity crush, was complimenting youâon more than just your qualifications.
"I... wow, thank you," you said, a little flustered but genuinely touched. "That means a lot coming from you."
Hugh smiled, leaning back in his chair with a relaxed air. âWell, Iâll make sure to let you know in a few days, but between you and me, I think youâve got a pretty good shot at this.â
You grinned, trying to hold back the excitement bubbling up inside you. "Iâll be waiting by my phone."
âIâm sure you will,â Hugh replied, his voice laced with warmth. He glanced at the clock on his screen and sighed. "Iâve got another meeting to run to, but it was really great chatting with you. Iâll be in touch soon, okay?"
âSounds good,â you said, your heart still racing. âThanks again, Hugh. I really appreciate it.â
Hugh gave you one last smile, his eyes twinkling. âNo worries at all. Have a great day, and Iâll talk to you soon.â
The screen faded to black as the call ended, and you sat there for a moment, staring at your laptop. Your heart was pounding, your cheeks still flushed with the warmth of the conversation. You couldnât help but smile, replaying every word in your head.
ZoĂŤ appeared behind you, her eyes wide with excitement. "So...?"
You turned to her, grinning. "I think it went really well."
ZoĂŤ's eyes lit up with excitement, and she grabbed your shoulders, shaking you slightly. "Oh my God! Spill! What did he say? How was he? Was he as charming as he seems?"
You laughed, pushing her hands away gently. "He was even better. Like, ridiculously charming. He made a joke about me being too young to be his assistant and thenâ" You paused, recalling the moment heâd complimented your energy, your stomach fluttering. "âand he said he thinks Iâd fit in well."
ZoĂŤ gasped dramatically, bouncing in place. "Thatâs basically a âyou got the jobâ in celebrity-speak! Oh my God, this is huge!" She practically danced across the room, grabbing her phone and immediately typing furiously.
âWhat are you doing?â you asked, still in a daze.
âTexting the girls! I have to tell them you just interviewed with Hugh Jackman, and it sounds like you nailed it.â
You chuckled, though a part of you was still processing the entire experience. Had that really just happened? Talking to Hugh had felt so naturalâlike youâd known him longer than the fifteen minutes the interview lasted. He was warm and playful, but also professional when it counted, and you couldnât help but replay the way heâd teased you about your age. Was that flirting, or was it just his way of putting people at ease?
ZoĂŤ interrupted your thoughts, practically vibrating with excitement. âOkay, but tell meâhow did you not, like, melt into a puddle of goo? I mean, he was on your screen, in real-time, flirting with you.â
You shook your head, laughing softly. âI donât know! I was nervous at first, but heâs so easy to talk to. It didnât feel like an interview at allâit felt more like⌠I donât know, like we were just chatting.â
ZoĂŤ waggled her eyebrows at you. âUh-huh, chatting with Hugh Jackman, no big deal.â She crossed her arms and leaned against the counter, smirking. âAnd whatâs this about working out together? Are you going to become his gym buddy now?â
You blushed, laughing as you recalled his casual invitation to train together. âIâm pretty sure he was joking. But who knows? If I get the job, maybe Iâll just casually bump into him at the gym.â
ZoĂŤ raised an eyebrow. âGirl, if you get this job, youâre about to be around him 24/7. You better prepare for that heart of yours. Crush or not, youâre gonna be spending some serious time with him.â
The thought sent a flutter of excitement through you. It was trueâif you got the job, youâd be Hughâs personal assistant, meaning youâd be with him constantly, organizing his schedule, helping with events, traveling with him... And youâd be doing all of that with a man youâd secretly crushed on for years. The idea of it was both exhilarating and terrifying.
âI know,â you said softly, biting your lip. âItâs kind of crazy to think about. But I also canât let myself get too ahead of things. Itâs still just an interview for now.â
ZoĂŤ rolled her eyes, waving a hand dismissively. âPlease, that man was smitten. Youâre going to get it, I can feel it.â
Before you could respond, your phone buzzed on the table. Your heart leaped as you saw an unknown number pop up on the screen.
You stared at it for a second before ZoĂŤ nudged you. âDonât just stare at it! Answer it! What if itâs him?â
You fumbled with the phone, quickly hitting the button to accept the call. âHello?â
A familiar deep voice on the other end made your heart race again. âHey, itâs Hugh.â
You almost dropped the phone. Hugh is calling me? Already? You took a deep breath, trying to keep your voice steady. âHi! I wasnât expecting to hear from you so soon.â
Hugh laughed lightly, the sound sending another flutter through your stomach. âYeah, I know. But Iâve been thinking about our chat, and I wanted to catch you before the weekend. Iâd love for you to come in on Monday for an in-person meeting. I want to show you the ropes and see how you feel about everything in person.â
You blinked, trying to process what heâd just said. âYou mean⌠like a second interview?â
âSort of,â Hugh said, and you could almost hear the smile in his voice. âBut mostly, I just want to make sure youâre comfortable with the role before we make it official.â
You tried to suppress the squeal threatening to escape your throat. âThat sounds amazing! Iâd love to.â
âGreat,â Hugh said, his tone warm. âIâll have my assistant email you the detailsâwhere to meet, what time, all that jazz. Weâll keep it casual, donât worry.â
Your heart was beating so fast you were surprised Hugh couldnât hear it through the phone. âThank you so much, Hugh. I really appreciate it.â
âNo problem at all,â he replied smoothly. âLooking forward to seeing you again.â
The call ended, and you stood there for a moment, phone in hand, staring at the screen in disbelief.
ZoĂŤ practically pounced on you. âWhat? What did he say?!â
You turned to her, eyes wide with excitement. âHe wants me to come in on Monday. For a follow-up meeting, but it sounded more like... like heâs already offering me the job.â
ZoĂŤ screamed, grabbing you and spinning you in a circle. âI knew it! I told you! Youâre going to be Hugh Jackmanâs assistant!â
You couldnât help but laugh as she danced around the room, but deep down, you felt a wave of excitement mixed with nervous anticipation. This was itâthe start of something big. You were one step closer to working for Hugh Jackman, to being a part of his world.
And maybe, just maybe, there was a chance that this job could lead to something even more than youâd ever imagined.
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HATE TO WANT YOU | Q. HUGHES43
-> quinn hughes x fem!reader
-> includes: smut with plot, dom!quinn, fingering, unprotected sex, sexual themes, use of y/n, intended lowercase, platonic fem!reader x luke & jack
-> IN WHICH: y/n loves her best friend luke with all her heart, but thereâs one person she canât stand; his brother. she canât take it anymore; in a confrontation with quinn, he canât help but drop his facade and give her everything heâs always wanted to.
-> sexxxxyyyy request anon thank you! i too want quinn to hate me and then fuck me senseless. drooling. love it as much as i do! mwah
*fic is not proofread
18+ CONTENT BELOW THE CUT
this wasnât y/nâs first summer with the hughes brothers.
and it wasnât her first at the lake house.
ever since they bought it, sheâd been there every summer since.
she loved the hughes family, especially her best friend luke. all of them treating her like their own, all except quinn.
and now she stood in the living room, leisurely on her phone, when a rough shoulder shoves past her,
âcan you not stand in the middle of hallway? always in the fucking wayâŚâ quinn mumbled, ruffling his hair whilst disappearing into the pool room.
y/n scoffed, trying to appear unphased by quinnâs attitude.
quinn had it out for her for so long she couldnât even remember a time he didnât act like he hated her. shoving her roughly whenever they all would play together, putting spiders on her body in the summer when he knew she was afraid, and god, all his rude comments galore.
she shook out of her thoughts, making her way to lukeâs room, knocking five times to signal to the other that it was them.
âcome in!â
she didnât bother creaking open the door, luke was sitting on his computer playing video games, her flinging herself onto his bed. y/n sighed, causing him to pause his focus and face her,
âwhatâs wrong? you never just dramatic sigh for nothing.â
she sat up, scrunching her nose before answering, âhave you ever noticed⌠that like⌠do you think quinn hates me?â
luke gave her a look, âhates you? like genuinely?â
âyes.â
for some corrupt reason in her mind, he started laughing at her question,
âluke! itâs not funny! iâm being serious.â
luke held is stomach, his laughter dying down a bit, âhe just treats you like a little sibling thatâs all. plus why do you care what quinn thinks? youâve never brought it up before.â
his words stirred in her brain. sure, she had never mentioned it, but deep down it bothered her and she couldnât exactly pinpoint why.
because it was just plain rude?
because she couldnât stand up for herself?
because she found quinn attractive?
thinking about it all made her chest feel weird.
âi donât care. i mean, i guess i do, i donât want my best friends brother to hate me for the rest of our lives,â y/n sighs, laying back down on lukeâs messy sheets.
he removed his headset and sat next to her, patting her leg affectionately,
âdude youâre fine, i promise he doesnât hate you, lighten up okay? youâre freaking me out,â
the two giggled softly at his comment, y/n feeling better with lukeâs reassurance but not quite. nonetheless, she decided to ignore it.
âsorry, sorry, canât be mopey here. letâs go down to the dock yeah?â
lukeâs smile grew, ârace you down there?â he lightly shoved her off his bed, out of his bedroom,
âiâll beat you to it lukey!â
ââââââââââââââââââââââââââ
y/n did beat luke down to the dock, only to be met with quinn.
and only quinn.
not even picking up his head to look at her, quinn continued to scroll on his phone as y/n laid her towel down.
ây/n.â
âhello quinn.â
the awkward silence sat between them per usual when this sort of thing happened, when they were finally in a weird position of being alone together. y/n put her sunglasses on, feeling quinnâs glare branding her skin every time he looked at her.
in time to save her, luke ran down, towel and speaker in hand.
âdamn it!â he huffed, completely out of breath and throwing his things down next to hers in defeat. she giggled, and saw quinn rolling his eyes out of the corner of hers.
quinn cleared his throat, getting up off the chair, âwell now that the peace and quiet is gone, iâm going up. see you guys for dinner.â and with that, he disappeared up to the house.
luke waved off his brother, focused on his phone picking a song. y/n watched until she knew quinn was out of sight, then shoved luke hard in the shoulder,
âshit y/n, what the hell was that for?â
âi told you he hates me. he literally just went up as soon as i came down!â
âdude, he went up because he knew weâre gonna play music and you know how he is. seriously whatâs up with you? youâre way too bothered by this.â
she rolled her eyes at him, not really being able to exactly articulate why she felt the way she did. at least not to him.
âi told you already i just donât want him hating me for the rest of our lives,â
âwant me to ask?â
y/nâs eyes widened, shoving luke once more, âno! thatâs so embarrassing luke donât,â
he shoved her back, âthen YOU ask him, jesus! ask him after dinner or something,â
she laid on her side, facing him with contemplation in her eyes, he shrugged in response, âdoesnât hurt to say somethin,â
âokay fine, but if iâm totally right then iâm blaming you.â
after soaking up the hot summer sun, y/n and luke retreated back into the house. both exhausted, they parted their ways until dinner.
not another body was sighted in the house, and thinking quinn and jack went to the store, she went down to the kitchen to get a drink, restoring the energy the sun brought out of her.
she grabbed a coke from the fridge, hearing footsteps behind her she turned her head around, and there was quinn.
she all of a sudden felt very exposed in front of him her small bikini, especially alone in the kitchen. itâs different on the dock, youâre not supposed to be wearing barely nothing inside.
she turned her head back, hearing quinn let out a long exhale as he slipped past her, likely annoyed by just her simply being in his vicinity. the tension still stood thick between them, and in the discomfort y/n made a break for her room, not looking back.
ââââââââââââââââââââââââââ
she tried to get through dinner as normal, but y/n couldnât control the bouncing in her leg, the anxiety of asking quinn the dreaded question manifesting through the rest of her body.
after everyone was done, her and luke stood beside each other doing dishes, him giving her a slight nudge when quinn left and settled with jack in the living room.
âso are you gonna say something?â he whispered, barely loud enough for her own ears to pick up,
âyeah i will, just not right now. not when thereâs an audience,â she said wiping her hands, waiting for luke to finish up.
âyou guys wanna watch a movie?â jackâs voice echoed,
âyeah weâre coming!â luke replied, waving her over to walk with him. they sat on the two available chairs, while jack and quinn occupied the couch.
jack had already picked something out, and even though it had just started, she felt eyes peering at her. y/n continued to look over at luke, who was focused on the screen, thinking it was him. she looked over at jack, who was in the same boat as his younger brother, then eventually landing at quinn.
his jaw ever so slightly squeezed tighter when her eyes met his, wandering his piercing eyes to the tv. she shuffled in the chair, attempting to mend the discomfort she felt.
ââ���âââââââââââââââââââââââ
with about an hour left of the movie, jack stretched, yawning as he sat up from the couch, âiâm gonna go to bed, iâm exhausted, night everyone,â
everyone said goodnight back as he left, leaving just the three of them behind.
this time, luke was looking over at y/n, and when her glance met his, she saw him looking at the situation in front of him, seeing the idea formulate in his head.
y/n looked at him with a pleading face, begging for him not to put the pressure on her right then and there, but he ignored,
âyou guys can finish the movie without me, iâm lowkey really tired too.â
âluke,â y/n began, slightly weary,
âgoodnight,â he said quickly, jogging to his bedroom, as fast and as least suspicious as possible. she fell back in the plush chair gently, avoiding even looking in quinnâs direction.
they sat there, she was sure neither of them were even watching, and decided that it was enough,
âcan i ask you something?â she breathed out, feeling like the air from her lungs came with her words.
quinn turned his head to look at her, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion, not expecting her to say anything,
âwhat?â
âwhy do you not like me?â
the questioned lingered in the air for far longer than she felt okay with. feeling frustrated, she got up, cursing at herself internally for even asking him such a question,
âwait,â
she doesnât, instead marches straight to her room, not stopping when she hears footsteps behind her.
she gets halfway down the hallway just at the staircase before a gasp leaves y/nâs breath when she feels herself be spun around and pinned onto the wall.
quinn pins her by the hips, eyes staring deep into her own, an unreadable expression on his face.
âyou didnât let me finish.â
âthen finish.â she spat back, done with his antics and still embarrassed about leaving her hanging in the living room.
âi was going to say i donât hate you, before you ran away like a scared little kid.â
she scoffed, not believing a word he said when he just had to throw in an insult in.
âyou really expect me to believe that? youâve done nothing but torn into me since the day weâve met. i donât get it, iâve done nothing to you quinn. nothing.â
he let her words soak into him, taking in all of herself in front of him, admiring it internally.
âitâs not you as a person i hate.â he said, the placement on her hips unwavering,
âso you do hate me,â she kissed her teeth, âthen what is it quinn? what do you hate about me that isnât just me?â
his breathing was hard yet steady, thinking over his next words,
âfor one,â
his grip tightened,
âi hate that youâre talking back to me right now,â
y/nâs heart rate picked up,
âi hate how fucking hot you look when you dance around in practically nothing all day,â
his hands moved up slightly,
âi hate how much lukey loves you, how youâre all his and-â
â-luke and i will never be that,â she stopped him, not wanting him, or anyone for that matter, to think her and luke were anything more than friends.
ânot what i meant. he gets to spend all this time with you, here there everywhere, and it makes me hate you.â
she felt her heartbeat everywhere in her body, ears hot and arousal seeping through her with his words.
y/n swallowed, âwhy does that make you hate me?â she whispered, falling into this version of quinn right before her eyes.
âbecause i hate that i want you, you of all people,â he said lowly, face moving close enough to where their breaths could mingle, crossing territories neither of them have dared to even look at with each other.
âif you donât like this, tell me. if itâs too much, tell me to stop,â his hands felt around her waist, a different kind of tensions between them now, with only air and opportunity separating them.
âdonât, donât stop,â she let out, closing her eyes in anticipation for him. and boy, did it come.
quinnâs lips hooked on to hers, primal and eager to explore her mouth. his lips spoke louder than his voice ever could.
y/nâs hands worked their way up from his shirt covered abs to his face, holding it in her hands while he kissed her in a way that told her it wasnât just her lips he was going to be tasting.
he savored every time his teeth sunk into her plump bottom lip, gently tugging and feeling himself grow harder with the soft noises she let out whenever he did so.
quinn walked them to the couch, and he pulled away to push her down softly, y/n looking at up at him, needy and wanting more. he wasted no time in diving down to kiss her again, his hand finding its way down her shorts.
he smiled devilishly when he was met with a damp spot in her underwear, knowing she was fully soaked underneath,
âalready fucking dripping for me huh? mâsure youâve wanted this,â he mumbled against her lips, feeling her moan on his when he started rubbing her clit through her clothed core.
he pulled away, wanting to see how she looked withering under his teases. y/nâs bottom lip was between her teeth, one of her hands gripping onto quinnâs tshirt,
âmm, quinn, need your hands inside me,â
he knew it too, craving for his fingers to fuck her pussy and make a mess on his hand.
he peeled off her shorts, mouth almost watering seeing her pussy drip through her panties. he moved them to the side, running his ring and middle fingers between her folds before plunging them into her.
y/n covered her mouth, knowing the guttural moan that was going to escape her lips was uncontrollable. her back arched as he curled his fingers, using his thumb to circle her clit at a pace soon to send her over the edge.
her grip on his shirt caused her knuckles to turn white, and he felt her clench around his fingers, close to her release,
âyeah thatâs it⌠cum for me, y/n,â
she panted, legs shaking slightly as the tightness in her stomach loosed, her juices glistening all over his hand as he pumped into her through her high.
quinn brought his hands up to lick his fingers, cleaning her off of them,
âyou taste so fucking good, god i need you,â
y/n grabbed the nape of his neck, pulling him in for another kiss, drunken off quinn making her cum so quick.
âfuck me, quinn hughes. fuck me like you hate me.â
those words were enough for him, effortlessly he threw her over his shoulder, grabbing her shorts and carrying her up towards his room, the one place in the house she had never been.
he put her down on his bed, y/n taking in every part of quinnâs room, a sight she had yet to look at.
he was sure as hell neater than luke, little canucks things here and there as well as small things heâs collected over the years. it was cute to her to see the difference in how he acted vs his safe space, even a small teddy bear resting on his dresser.
her mind went back to reality when she heard the door click, quinn turning back to crawl on top of her on his bed.
he slightly pushed her legs apart, y/n hooking them around his waist instinctively, his mouth trailing hot kisses down her jaw and neck.
y/n felt her core growing burning hot, squeezing her legs tight around his waist, desperate for friction on her core.
âyou needy huh? turn around.â
y/n obliged, but not before taking off her shirt, whilst facing quinn, seeing his adamâs apple shift when she was left in just a bra and underwear.
she turned around, sticking her ass high in the air for him, quinn admiring her arch pulled her panties down her legs, a bead of arousal following with.
he couldnât wait any longer, he stripped off all his layers of clothing, pumping his stiff dick leaking with precum before aligning himself with her.
at first he pumped slowly, just to get himself fully inside, but after that he slammed into her, erotic noises emitting from the muffled sheets whilst he fucked her senseless.
quinn groaned at the feeling of y/n around his dick, squeezing it perfectly every time he pounded her in just the right spot.
she gripped his sheets hard, feeling herself come undone underneath him, whimpering into the bed with pleasure.
quinn snaked his around her neck, pulling her up by it and fucking her harder,
âyou like itâ shit, when i fuck you like this?â
âfuck oh my god, yes quinn, mm,â
he pushed her back into the bed, his thrusts become sloppy and untamed, dick twitching as he let go inside of her, warm release coating the inside of her pussy.
quinn flipped her back over, kissing her cheek before collapsing next to her on the bed, both still buzzing from sex.
âquinn?â
âyeah?â he replied, still trying to catch the rhythm in his lungs,
âi donât think you hate me anymore,â y/n said, breathlessly laughing as she closed her eyes, also trying to regain herself.
he chuckled softly, handing her clothes back to her before putting on his own.
âas much as iâd like you to stay,â he said, running a hand through his now messed up hair, âyou should go back to your room, wouldnât want lukey having a heart attack seeing you come out of my room in the morning huh?â
she shuddered at just the thought of it, âabsolutely not,â she stood up, shaky legs carrying her to his door, quinn right behind,
âbut between us, youâll be back in here tomorrow night.â
ââââââââââââââââââââââââââ
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Can I request JJ and Pope being in poly relationship with a female reader? NSFW and SFW pls if you can
AHHH id love to THANK YOU SK FORB THIS
SFW
- theyâre very much so in denial at first, and they both are strictly dating you for a little. That is until you finally get them to admit how gay they are for each other.
âJust admit it, you guys are so in love!â You attempted, watching both boys shake their heads but look at each other at the same time.
âNope.â JJ protested.
âI mean⌠Iâve thought about it, but I donât think I reallyâŚâ
JJâs eyes snapped up to meet his, quirking an eyebrow. âYouâve thought about itâŚ?â
youâre wearing a smirk and clapping your hands together in victory.
- anyways they are literally the best bfs ever. popes the more calm and romantic one. Heâs the one that ends up cleaning your guys messes a lot.
-and JJ is the more chaotic but charming one. Itâs a perfect balance.
- days usually start like thisâŚ
âJJ, what did I tell you about leaving your clothes on the ground?â Pope groaned, frustrated as he picked up the boys dirty clothes and threw them into a hamper.
âSorry!â He shouted from the living room, you giggling at the boys.
- anyways dates are a mix of super cute and also chaotic. Like you guys cannot go anywhere without jj saying some dumb shit that makes you both look at him with a âseriously dude?â look.
- but you both love him for it anyways.
- JJ is also the most protective one in the relationship. Doesnât let anyone say shit about either you or pope. has gotten into multiple fights for it and will continue to do so, Pope is lecturing him and telling him to stop before he gets locked up and your wrapping his wounds. He is more obvious and loud about his affection.
- and Pope is the most secretly affectionate out of the two of you. He showers you both in compliments, most of them discrete.
- JJ is one for pda and pope is not.
âJesus, stop- stop, both of you.â He shot you both warning glares, watching you both be those couples who couldnât keep their hands off each other.
âOh, so I have a super hot girlfriend and im supposed to not wanna touch her all the time? That doesnât make sense.â JJ teased, wrapping an arm around you.
âWe are literally outside a McDonaldâs.â
- they both scream casual dominance !! specially pope
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- okok AHHH. pope is much more gentle with sex, heâs the one telling JJ to be slower sometimes, to go easier on you..
- JJ is more fast and fervent when it comes to sex. He practically pounces on you both.
- THREE. WAY. KISSES!! All of you love em and theyâre just so so sexy.
- and watching pope and jj kiss? oh my fucking god.
- you all pope always have hickeys. Jj just loves them too much.
- if youâre into anal, JJ loves fucking your ass while Pope has your pussy :3 he calls it his hole, and pope calls him a freak for it.
- speaking of freakiness I think we all know jj wins in that category. He dgaf, he pretty much down for anything and everything.
- also pope has the biggest fucking load ever. when you first fuck you and jj are like đď¸đď¸ does it ever stop?
- two words. Eiffel Tower.
- you ask to hold them when their soft. And jj is like why not and pope looks at you both like youâre from another planet.
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Kate and reader accidentally coming out on Jadaâs live with Jadaâs response being âwell thatâs one way to hard launch a relationshipâ while the rest of the team that was there start laughing while Kate and reader try and melt into the floor. Then now that theyâre public they become the most sickeningly cute couple always posting each other and gushing about eachother in interviews and not shying away from being affectionate in front of cameras now that they are public
Hard Launch . KM
pairing: kate martin x reader
synopsis: kate accidentally makes your relationship public
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you were all cooped up in jadaâs apartment, hanging out after an incredibly long practice. everyone was exhausted and just wanted to spend the night relaxing and catching up. so you had all opted to go to jadaâs place for the evening, maybe watch a movie or something.
to be completely transparent, you had just wanted to go home. drag kate into a nice hot shower with you and spend the night intertwined in your shared bed. but when jada had offered to have everyone over, kate was quick to announce your plans of attendance. you couldnât blame her, you had all been working very hard this season with very little breaks in between to casually spend time together. you could share your girlfriend for one night, you supposed.
you didnât get to spend a lot of time with kate outside the safety of your apartment walls. both of you had agreed to keep things private for a while, only the team and your families knew of your relationship. so you concluded that a night with the team couldnât hurt anyone.
the room filled with laughter, excitement buzzing off the walls. the team was sat in jadaâs living room going back and forth about old stories and favorite memories of the season. it was nice to see all of you together like this, no pressure or stress weighing down on you.
a few drinks and several embarrassing stories later, jada had suggested you all go live. it had been a while since the team had been active on social media and in everyoneâs tipsy opinion, going live to all the fans was a perfect idea for the night. jada had her phone out immediately, starting the stream as she watched viewers join left and right.
you honestly didnât care for it much, off in your own world as caitlin and jada laughed next to you. they were messing around and talking to fans on the live. meanwhile, you were observing from afar, offering a small comment here and there. chatter started to die down as the night went on and you were beginning to grown tired. kate, from the other side of the room where she was goofing around with hannah, noticed your heavy eyelids and small yawns. she knew it was time to call it quits for the night and let everyone know you guys were about to head out.
she walked over to you, completely unaware of jada and caitlin still cackling about something said in the livestream. you were barely keeping your eyes open as she knelt in front of you, taking the half empty cup from your hands.
âhey, babyâ she said, shaking you awake âready to head home, you seem tiredâ
you yawned again and nodded, about to hoist yourself off of the couch until you realized the silence that filled the room. everyone was staring at you, jadaâs hand covered her mouth as she held back another laugh. kate, like you, looked extremely confused.
âwell thatâs one way to hard launch a relationshipâ jada broke the silence.
âwhat?â kate asked. and suddenly it dawned on you, your hand also flying to your mouth in disbelief.
âthe live is still goingâ caitlin said, double checking and watching the comments flood with people asking about you and kate.
âoh my godâ you said mortified âi completely forgot, kateâ
kate just stood in shock as you peered over the phone to see the damage. sure enough, you were the topic of discussion. so many people were asking about your supposed âsecret relationshipâ and freaking out over the accidental reveal.
the team began to laugh, seeing the looks on your faces as the comments kept flooding in. you and kate just looked at each other with wide eyes. you were always so careful when it came to keeping your relationship quiet. it had become a skill at this point, but now all your efforts had seemed to be for nothing.
âok i think weâre gonna head out,â kate announced slowly, cheeks a bright crimson âiâm too mortified to stay at this pointâ
everyone was still laughing at your slip up, ending the live before things could go any further. they all offered their goodbyes as you headed out the door, sneaking in a few âgood luckâ s for when the announcement of your relationship was all over the internet.
the car ride to your apartment was near silent. both of you were too caught up in your own disbelief to say anything. you werenât really sure how to feel. mad? nervous? relived?
the warmth of your apartment was a welcoming sensation as you stepped through the door. keys gently hit the hallway table, shoes clunking against hard wood floor. you could see through the still dimly lit room that kate was troubled, hands rubbing at her temples. you turned on the lights as she hunched over the kitchen counter with her head in her hands.
you approached her from behind. front your your chest meeting with her sweater clad back and hands snaking their way around her waist. you let yourself mold into her, head dropping to rest between her shoulder blades. she sighed as you spoke up.
âdonât be too hard on yourself, babeâ
âi just canât believe i wasnât paying attentionâ she muttered through her hands âiâm sorry, i know we were gonna wait until-â
âheyâ you shushed her, standing up while taking her with you, forcing her to look you in the eyes âi know itâs not what we had planned, but itâs ok! it was an accident and you didnât mean to, itâs not the end of the worldâ
she frowned slightly, perfect lips pulling tight together as she nodded in agreement.
âand who knows? maybe thisâll work out better anyways! now we wonât have to hide it anymore!â you continued your attempt to reassure her.
âyea i guess so,â she cracked a smile âi just wish we couldâve done it on our own termsâ
âmaybe we still canâ you pecked her on the lips.
âwhat do you mean?â
âwell itâs only been like an hourâ you said âwhat if we made a post on instagram or something, then that way it can still come from us?â
she thought for a moment before obliging, âyea ok, i like that ideaâ
so you sat down on the couch, shoulder to shoulder, phones in hand. you made sure to keep the posts simple, but sweet and meaningful to get the point across.
after posting your relationship officially, you and kate finally decided to settle into bed and let the situation play out over night. after changing and shutting down the house for the evening, you dove into the comforter next to your girlfriend. her arms instinctively found you and pulled you into her chest, kissing you goodnight before you both drifted off into a peaceful slumber.
when you awoke the next morning, you got exactly what you had expected. instagram notifications on both of your phones were out of control. ďżź
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weeks passed and you couldnât be happier. being able to finally be out to the public about your relationship was like a breathe of fresh air. and no doubt about it, you and kate were taking full advantage of being officially âoutâ girlfriends.
the media was all over you two, trying to capture sweet moments of the cute couple. and really, you didnât mind. any chance you got to flaunt your girlfriend, you leaped at with no hesitation. there were probably dozens of pictures of you guys holding hands, kissing, and leaving practice together by now.
even in post game interviews, both you and kate found ways to bring each other up. you were absolutely obsessed with one another and could never get tired of displaying your love to the public.
jadaâs livestream was a blessing in disguise.
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As requested. Sleepy and aggressive dog vibes Logan. (here. Take your cuddly 200 year old alchoolic with anger issues and PTSD, you little freaks/ affectionate)
Pizza.
It's happening. It's finally happening! After months of trying to set this up, his plan was finally working. Wade has been trying to get this muscley idiot to fall asleep on him for 2 and a half months, and now the time has come.
It took coaxing him in by watching some boring War Marathon, a bunch of incorrect documentaries that he was prone to shake his head at, to criticize for their blantant lies. It started with Logan standing there, arms crossed like a dad who wasn't at all interested and refused to sit down, but now he was laid in his lap, snoring, growling at some bits of the show.
He would have shut it off already but the remote was on the table and if he moved he might wake him. And that sir, was a no no. A massive NO for him. Internally he was already screaming with excitement but his grunts were becoming too much to stand by and litsen too.
Come on- easy.. easy.. he only had one shot at this, and it might end up with another baby hand. Very carefully, he touched his head, and he flinched. Silently, he cursed himself.
Gently, his hand made full contact, sweeping some of his hair back, stopping for a second as he rolled onto his side, pulling his legs up to fully curl up the way he did in bed too. Again, inside of his brain, this man was squealing so much that he might be mistaken for a piglet.
Petting him for quite some time, he hadn't noticed that on the Tv they were about to start playing bombs, and now they compared. One of the louder ones caused him to jump, almost snarling at the idea of a threat in his dreams.
"Shhh.. shhh, it's okay. Just the tv." He mumbled, fondly stroking the back of his scalp. Now, focusing on the screen a little more, he would cup his hand over his ear when a loud one was about to play again. "I got you.."
The more this went on, the more progress was made, the growls turned back into deep snoring, and now Wilson not only got to play with his hair but also running a hand up and down his arm as Logan began to drool onto the pillow between him and wades lap.
This couldn't get any better. At least- thats what he thought. Until a different noise came from his chest. One that traveled into his throat but barely left his mouth. "What the- GASP Oh my god you're purring(!)"
Struggling not to make the sound of a squeaky toy, his grin was ear to ear, utterly thrilled. He didn't know he could do that. Did he even know he could do this? Probably not.
The purring was quiet, but oh so heavenly. To feel it through his hands was enough, seeing as whenever someone was shouting, shooting, or simply talking too loud, he couldn't hear it. But that didn't matter. There was a much bigger point than that. He was Safe.
Wade had made his body relax so much that he did the unthinkable. Become vaunerable.
This, unfortunately, ended much quicker than he would have liked. The disc skipped, and suddenly, there was a massive scene with screaming, guns, firing, and bombs being dropped.
Honestly, it made him jump too just from how dozy he became with all the domesticity. But if he was even startled.. Within seconds, all of that progress was down the drain. Now, here he was, up and heaving, claws out and on edge, his eyes wide with fear and anger.
Wade could have sworn he had seen him shaking, too. Just a tiny bit in the arms.
With all the hairs on his arms and neck raised, the snarling, baring of teeth and the way he was stanced, Wade knew he was fucked. Like- Uber fucked. And not the way he preferred. Oh shit- this wasn't fair. How could he look like he was about to kill him and still be this hot?
Slowly, he stood, putting his hands up.
"Hey woah woah woah- easy there, big boy. It's alright. Just the Tv." Nodding towards the television. Realizing this was a bad idea, he practically tripped over the coffee table to grab the remote and stand in front of it, not wanting him to somehow stupidly electrocute himself to death.
A snarl.
"Woah woah! Shhh- look. Look, watch. I'll kill it. There- see? All gone! Better?" But in reality, all he did was turn it off.
Looking around as if scanning for danger, the goosebumps began to cease, starting to regain control over himself and his senses.
"There we go. Much better. You're okay. No one's coming to-"
The moment he said this, there was a bang at the door. "Oh for fucks sake. Who the fuck would that be? This late at nig- ohHO Peanut? Peanut! NO!"
A couple of dirty play scratches and three new holes in the wall later, he was able to open the door.
Wrestling your super human strength, terrified feral animal of a 'Room mate' away from your front door felt like trying to keep an aggressive dog from attacking the mail man (which he's come to the realization that this was a weekly recurrence Man. He really hated strangers, didn't he?)
Except even Wade wasn't sure who it was, a bit tempted to just let him go at it and protect the home how ever he saw fit- but last time he did that, he made a couple of girl scouts pee themsleves and scream for their mommies and Logan felt bad about it for weeks.
"Yes?!"
"Erm... Pizza delivery?"
Still struggling to keep him from scaring the piss out of this poor teenager, Wade gave him a smile. "One second!"
Slamming the door again, he turned, giving him a stern look, and a pointed finger that he could have easily sliced off if he wanted.
"Put'em away mister!"
Another growl. Almost like protest.
"Yeah yeah GRR yourself! It's some scrappy kid, you're fine! ...Now put them away.... please."
Seeing the silent look of nothing behind those beautiful eyes that he often did when coming down from these kinds of scares, Wade smiled and coed, slightly higher than his usual tone. "Comme onnn. Put away your murder mittens! It's okay. My big, strong kitty. Oh, what a good boy you are, Oh yes, you are~"
Visually, you could see his shoulders drop, and quickly, he came back to his senses, frowning in embarrassment as he sheathed them only to walk over, shoving him out of the way as he threw open the door again.
"Oh god- Logan? Logan!" He called, cursing under his breath some more as he dug in his pockets for the kid's tip before he got a free piercing through the stomach.
Glaring at the 16 year old, He did that thing when his nose crinkled, sniffing this so-called 'pizza delivery' boy.
Popping his head through, under his arm, Wade grinned apologetically and gave the kid a 5.
"Sorry - He's not used to strangers yet."
With a huff, it seemed the man had dubbed this twig of a child, not a threat. Going back to the couch with a big grunt, he crossed his arms, a little embarrassed by his behavior.
"Bye!"
Grabbing the pizza and locking the door, Wade groaned in annoyance, coming back to the couch, too. Opening the box, he handed him a slice, took one for himself, and put one on the floor.
"Puppins! Here papa's princess!"
Within a moment the little dog tottered in and began to lick the cheese off of the floor pizza, wagging her tail, happy as ever to be eating the human food with her two daddies, unaware that one of them had just almost made a kooshkabab out of an acne faced teen.
Letting out a massive sigh of relief, Wade was glad that all was well again, happy to see him eating something other than whiskey for a change before realizing.. he didn't even order pizza.
"Hey Al? Did you order pizza?"
"Well, I did now!"
Oh great.. welp. Finders keepers-
In between bites, he glanced at him, teasing. "Damn Wolvie, what was all that about? Since when do you go after kids?"
"...Mmh.." This was a grunt that meant 'I don't. Now stop asking me questions, I'm starving'
He watched as he devoured the slice, grabbing another, only for Wade to slide him the entire box, smiling at him like an idiot as he fondly remembered the purring a few minutes ago. He wasn't sure if pizza was in a wolverine's proper diet, but he'd be stabbed if he ever told him that.
-And if they really wanted to come back and pry it from the Wolverines claws? Then so be it.
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pairing: wednesday addams x fem reader
word count: 800+
summary: after many horror movies, wednesday is there to comfort your fears at night. maybe she should've toned down on the 7 gory movies.
based off my spooktober request!
- Can I request "You still can't sleep? Was it because of that scary movie? Come here." with Wednesday Addams? Like- she made reader watch a bunch of horror movies or terrifying true story movies/documentaries. <3
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You hated horror movies.Â
It was something Wednesday Addams knew not too long before you two started dating.
She didnât even know how she could be with someone who didnât like basically what her whole entire persona was.Â
Wednesday would solve cases of the Hyde, dragging you along with her, not knowing you were seriously freaked out.
Now that Halloween was coming, it was no doubt that Jericho turned into the time of year the goth loved the most. Oh how she loved sneaking spiders into students backpacks and hearing them scream.
You and Wednesday were in your dorms, the windows foggy and room dim. The walls were plastered with evidence boards of the Hydeâs existence.
âI think you should probably tune out on this one,â your girlfriend mumbles as she plays with the remote. âIâm gonna watch some documentaries so I can try and solve this case better with whatever they do.â
To say the least, you were clingy.Â
âNo.. Iâm staying here with you,â you argue, sinking deeper into the bed.
Fighting you was useless. No matter what you would leave feeling happy. So Wednesday sighed, putting your head to your chest, âJust donât look, okay?â
You stayed with her word for the first 10 minutes, sleepy and not really responding. That was until you started to focus on what she was watching.
And oh god, you wished you hadnât.
At first it seemed fine, you were more focused on Wednesdayâs concentrated look. But then the next thing you knew, you both were watching it.
You had never seen so much blood in a movie before. It made you nauseous. Yet when Wednesday looked to see if you were doing okay, you looked like you were unfazed. So she switched it to one of her all time favorite horror movies.
It was even worse than the crime documentaries. How could one enjoy so much gore? Well, you had to take that back since there was one you were literally attached against, but what the hell.
As you heard disgusting killing noises, you were terrified.Â
..
At this point, Wednesday had watched 4 horror movies, the next one worst than before.
You couldnât do this anymore, it was dark, it was near Halloween. The next thing she knew, Wednesday saw your scared figure tugging on her sleeve, a sign for her to turn the TV off immediately.
âAre you okay?â The braided girl asked, your nod doesnât give her any sign because youâre shaking against her. Maybe she shouldâve been more respectful to your horror level of movies. She was a little too intense with these kinds of movies, after all.
âCome on, letâs give you a hot shower and go to bed.â
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Wednesday was woken up with you shifting. It was nearly 1AM and every time she had woken up, she would see you staring at the ceiling, away from the door and to the window that was giving the only source of light.
You were quiet during the shower, like you were staring through things.Â
Wednesday, now with her black hair down, played with yours. Usually it was the best charm to make you fall asleep within minutes. She usually wasnât the person to be affectionate and touchy at night when sleeping. But after 10, you were still awake, heartbeat erratic.
God, there was even this one scene where a monster popped out from the closet. And your closets were right in front of the bed, making you more restless.
âOh Y/N, you still canât sleep?â Wednesday asks softly, breaking the silence. âWas it because of that scary movie?â
When you nodded, Wednesday made a sound of pity, and after moments of contemplating, she shifted you so you could face her. Then she opened her arms, âCome on.â
Immediately you crawled into her, and she could feel the thump thump thump of your heart against her chest.Â
She didnât know horror movies made you that terrified. She thought that she herself was already a horrifying person.
âAre you okay?â Wednesday asked after a few moments of silence. âI will admit the thought of your extent of horror movies slipped out of my mind.â She admitted. For a few moments, sheâs quiet, before adding, âIâm sorry, Iâll try not to do that again.â
The raven haired girl played with your hair for a moment, âWhat can I do to make you feel better? Iâm not letting you not sleep, thatâs usually my role.â She adds, her brown irises looking into yours.
âThis is good,â you murmur, keeping close to her as she holds you. Because how could any creature pop up and grab you if your girlfriend is a warrior? Sheâd kill all of them before they could get to you.
The first few minutes, you were still awake. Which made her worried, holding you tighter, before humming a lullaby her mother used to sing to her.
She sung quietly in Spanish, toying with your hair, looking into the night sky.
After a few minutes, Wednesday, sniffs your hair, your heart beats slow and steady. She liked having that effect on you, knowing that she was the only one that could comfort you to sleep as quickly in the blink of an eye.
#jenna ortega x you#jenna ortega x reader#jenna ortega x fem!reader#jenna ortega imagine#tara carpenter x reader#vada cavell x y/n#jenna ortega x y/n#vada cavell x reader#tara carpenter x you#wednesday addams x female reader#wednesday addams x you#wednesday addams x reader#tara carpenter x female reader
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Ë Ě âá˘. .á˘â girl dad yeonjun headcanons .á
warnings: sfw, parent!au, dad!yeonjun, mentions of fem!reader and mom!reader, just self-indulgent tooth rotting fluff ââ
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a/n: wanted to drop some fluff so here you go... this is a repost from my old blog! originally requested by @https-yeonjun âĄ
-> yeonjun always wanted to have a daughter. heâs always wanted a family and whenever heâd envision that family heâd always seen himself having a daughter. or two.
-> he decided from the moment you told him that you were pregnant that the baby was a girl. it didnât matter how often you chastised him for it, he just knew it.
-> and of course he was right, which he was very smug about.
-> not really. he ugly cried when she was born
-> calls you and his daughter âhis girlsâ; the two most important women in his life :â(
-> he sings to her all of the time :( sung to her when she was still in your belly, sings her to sleep, hums gentle melodies when heâs holding her tight
-> she drops everything to run and greet him when he comes home every day, and yeonjunâs always quick to scoop her up n spin her around
-> she gives him makeovers all of the time! puts pretty bows n barrettes in his hair, puts play makeup all over his face,,, heâs always covered in glitter no matter how hard he tries to wash it off lol
-> he would genuinely enjoy tea parties with his daughter, would go out of his way to make sure they were perfect and complete with everything she could want
-> makes breakfast before either of you are up, loves surprising his girls :(
-> your daughter has terrible spoiled princess syndrome and itâs all yeonjunâs fault!! heâs the most unstrict dad ever. she completely walks all over him lmao
-> he just canât say no to her!! heâll get whatever his princess wants, no matter how much it hurts his wallet
-> and she pouts the exact same way he does!! all sad puppy eyes n duck lips omg sheâs impossible to reprimand
-> hed be such an affectionate dad T^T constantly wants to hold n cuddle her, give her all of his time and attention, tell her how much he adores her!!
-> sheâs his princess and she KNOWS IT!!!
-> soooo supportive in anything his daughter wishes to do! heâd be her biggest cheerleader <3 in the crowd at the school play making sure heâs cheering louder than all of the other dads
-> heâd lose his mind if anything ever happened to her
-> even if it was just her classmates saying mean things, heâd raise absolute hell
-> heâd completely freak out if she gets hurt, even if itâs a little fall or a scrape. immediately runs to coddle her and soothe her cries. she def plays up the waterworks so he gets her ice cream, and he knows this but is too smitten to care
-> he just canât stand to see her cry :( would do absolutely anything in his power to make her tears stop no matter what
-> i have to stop before i melt oh my god
#lia's soft hours âď¸#tw.parent au#txt soft thoughts#txt soft hours#txt fluff#yeonjun soft thoughts#yeonjun soft hours#yeonjun fluff#yeonjun x reader#yeonjun x y/n#yeonjun x you#txt x reader#txt x y/n#txt x you#đĽ.requests#nightly.sfw#nightly.jjunie
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HELLO???? YOU MADE THESE SO QUICKLY?????!!?
The fanfiction practically writes itself
Feat. @artblock-tm's Karmin! An absolute joy to draw cannot believe I haven't drawn her sooner
Please click for better quality/full image. Last one is featuring my lovely AU florist, Graves :)
#ahit#ahit oc karmin#ahit florist#ahit au#cosmoknightchaos#I. Hi?????????#oh my god why did you make all these so fast what is wrong with you (affectionate)#Sobbing over Karmin being weirdo gremlin Freak and Florist is like âohhhh I canât not fuck herâ /ref#Genuinely Iâve been going insane over the Karmin/Florist crackship idea (it started from a small idea for a little shop of horrors au)#but these doodles were like you threw gasoline on the fire#AUUUUGVGHHHHHHBBH GGGRRRAAAHAHHHHGGGGSBSBNDN#Sucks that Karmin wasnât alive 500 years ago and that Florist was cannibalized! Tragic#(well theyâre also Doomed if they meet each other soooo. love loses <3)#anyway yeah youâre right about Graves and Karmin. Iâm down for creating another doomed yuri oc couple with you
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Cherry Blossom
Clarisse La Rue x Fem!Demigod!Reader
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synopsis: headcanons about you and clarisse and your new adopted kid
a/n: idk inspiration strikes randomly but enjoy
Cherry Blossom - Lana Del Rey
warnings: not proofread, probs ooc clarisse but I DONT CARE I DO WHAT I WANT, swearing, mentions of violence and weapons, idk pretty chill, tell me if i missed anything!!
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clarisse never really felt anything towards kids
sure some of them are cute
she likes her younger siblings, bc she gets a real kick out of being able to teach someone who ACTUALLY has talent
she wants a mini army of ares kids w her skill
she would DESTROY in capture the flag
but then along comes your little sibling ivy
even clarisse admits that thatâs a cute kid
and you just LOVE this little baby
she has the same hair color and skin as you and yours just like omg my baby
she comes to camp when sheâs like 10
bc her mortal parent has a new family and doesnât rly want her anymore
she never really talks about it but you know that it hurts her
and then itâs like omg this adorable little baby needs a mom EYE will be her mom
clarisse is so confused as to why you love ivy so much
but you are DETERMINED
clarisse is trying to have a nice little date with you and then you walk over with ivy on your hip
sheâs about to like explode
but one day youâre helping ivy get used to holding a sword and clarisse watches you from afar and sheâs like OH MY GOD bc you are teaching her WRONG
so she marches over even tho sheâs supposed to be doing something
âoh my god y/n y/n please i love you so much but STOPâ
âwhat âšď¸âšď¸â
âyou are teaching her wrong just move over again i love you but MOVE OVERâ
so then she teaches ivy just like the basic stances and ivy is like GOOD
youâre both impressed
but she just has a natural talent
and then all of a sudden clarisse is like oh yeah so this is my child and i would kill for her
ivy is the most spoiled camper at camp
like she always gets little baubles and things from the hephaestus kids you ask them to make and clarisse threatens them to make
you get her the BIGGEST piece of dessert every day
clarisse is a bit more bad cop tho
sheâs not afraid to tell ivy to go do 20 push ups if she does smth wrong
and youâre just like âWHY ARE YOU TORTURING THE PRECIOUS BABY????â
itâs so funny bc you and clarisse will just be like tucking ivy in every night and itâs SO jarring bc clarisse is like âok my little warrior have sweet dreamsâ and kissing her forehead
all of your siblings are confused but very happy!!!! ivy deserves loving parents even if they are two teenage girls
ivy is also the most popular and influential 10 year old at camp
like everyone knows her name and everyone knows to give her what she wants
there was this one day when some older camper accidentally bumped into her and bc sheâs just a baby and so tiny (âšď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸) she got KNOCKED to the ground
and youâre like âOH MY GOD MY BABYâ
and clarisse is like âWHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?â about to punch the guy and then ivy starts crying bc she skinned her knee and then clarisse is like WHAT
she throws the kid to the ground and sheâs like freaking out
overprotective clarisse you can never escape her
so then youâre all like running off the infirmary and ivy is FINE like you and clarisse are just insane
and then one time another younger kid was being mean to ivy and you actually had to hold clarisse back from attacking this 12 year old
ivy definitely picks up her habits from the two of you
someone pisses her off and she will just start attacking them
clarisse is trying so hard not to be proud while you tell ivy that violence is not the answer
but then clarisse is like âOH WHO CARES Y/N THAT WAS SUCH A GREAT KICK AND AN EVEN BETTER PUNCHâ
âCLARISSE NOâ
the ONLY two people clarisse is affectionate with are you and ivy like ivy is always climbing her like a jungle gym bc clarisse is just so strong and can like do all these crazy things w her
clarisse will literally throw her up into the air really high and catch her
ivy fucking loves it
you have a heart attack
and now they have to do it in secret đ
you always tuck ivy in together but letâs be real most nights ivy ends up in your bed
and clarisse is all pissed off
so she ends up sneaking into your cabin and your bed every night
like just a huge tangle of limbs and blankets and ivy snores but itâs not that loud and itâs adorable
like the ONE night clarisse didnât sneak into your bed ivy had a nightmare and you were like oh no way
bc most nights clarisse comes in at like 11pm and youâre already asleep but you know sheâs there and you wake up next to her so
but you wake up to comfort ivy and youâre like WHERE THE FUCK IS CLARISSE
and then ivy realizes CLARISSE IS NOT THERE
itâs like some super dramatic scene in a movie you wrap up ivy in a blanket and come into the area cabin and start berating clarisse
âdo you just hate us? bc it is ONE THIRTY THREE in the morning and you are NOT in my bed and poor ivy had a nightmare and you WERE NOT THEREâ
clarisse is like looking at you like what
half of her siblings are awake and just watching this crying child youâre holding cross her arms and shake her head disapprovingly and clarisse is not even awake yet
âbaby idek what youâre saying just come lay downâ
âyes but weâre talking about this in the morningâ
ââŚokayâ
of course all is forgiven the next morning after a nice sleep
there was this one night you were at the campfire and then ivy just found some random personâs dagger? and sheâs like
ây/n!!! clarisse!!! look what i found!!!!â
âwhat do you have?â
âa knife!!!!â
âNOâ
like that one meme yâall know
and then you have to chase her down
clarisse gives her a very blunt sort of dagger thing to play with and ivy is very happy
itâs so weird bc clarisse is like yk being all grumpy and mean and then ivy or you walks around and sheâs like AHHHHHH MY LOVES
also when percy shows up heâs so confused
like the scene where she pushes him over you walk over with ivy and then ivy literally JUMPS from your arms to clarisseâs bc she knows sheâll catch her
and then clarisse is like âomg hi my little warrior how is your day?â
âOH MY GOD I THREW A ROCK REALLY HIGH IâM SO STRONGâ
youâre like âno seriously it was like 10 feet highâ
âomg baby thatâs so amazing iâm so proud of youâ
then everyone around you is like âoh wow ivy thatâs so amazing you are so strongâ
bc ivy is just an adorable baby and also bc they donât want to incur clarisseâs wrath
she donât PLAY about ivyâs happiness
percy is ????
then clarisse is like âoh isnât that so funny my 10 year old baby can throw a rock higher than you probably canâ
PERCY IS ??????
thatâs all i got yâall
in conclusion ivy is just your perfect little angel princess
and you and ivy are the lights of clarisseâs life
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#clarisse la rue#clarisse la rue x reader#clarisse la rue x y/n#clarisse la rue x you#pjo tv show#pjo x reader#clarisse and ivy and y/n: the perfect family
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