#he’ll give u such a blank stare

[sttoru]

im telling u, out of all the jjk men, sukuna would be the least bothered by fucking you whilst you’re (heavily) bleeding on your period . i can guarantee you that that man does not give a single fuck about the blood staining his cocks & groin area in general — hell, perhaps even likes it that way. he’s a nasty individual

[xazse]

I need a mermaid satoru and suguru (With pussies) x male reader where they both found the reader washed up and started to fight over him and who to marry him so they both started giving dowry every time and when they noticed it's working they offered their body instead, and you couldn't choose so you married both

Cw: Mermaid!SatoSugu x Male reader + they have pussies + smut + not proofread + fingering + nipple teasing + pussy eating? + rushed writing sorry + lots of cum mentioned + penetration + you have a big cock

Notes: FOR EVERYONE ASKING FOR MORE MERMAN!SATOSUGU (this is it for a while I won’t be doing part 2s until I finish my original request) <333 thank you and love u guys!!!!

“Satoru he’s breathing he doesn’t need mouth to mouth idiot..”

“Just in case, I can feel his breathing pattern delayed!”

“Stop-“ you can hear rustling and splashes of water slightly being thrown on your face-

“Toru, Toru-stop he’s waking”

A moment of silence passes before you finally open your eyes with a loud groan, your body feels like you’ve been thrown against the wall multiple times, and the other two men quietly bickering isn’t helping the throbbing headache.

Two faces pop up in your field of vision, looks of interest and curiosity beam right through you, two very beautiful men, strikingly beautiful are staring down at you with blank faces. A clicking noise bounces off your ears and suddenly the one of the two men are helping you sit up properly.

“Argh…” you wince in pain and grab the mans wrist, without realizing it you hold it in your palm too hard and he whines in pain, you pull away quickly and muster out an apology.

You look towards your helper and come face to face with strikingly blue eyes and a messy tuft of white hairs that stop a little below his neck, and he’s completely shirtless, you look further down and see his tail… his tail? A mermaid?

Have you drunk too much? His counterpart is staring at you between his long black hair that cascades around his built body, he’s also a mermaid, well their merman but how?!

Satoru and Suguru you learn their names, are fully real and not fake and you are not dreaming right now, they explained they found you coughing on water unconscious, so they swam up a little onto land as much as they could and stayed to care for you. You also learn that you’re very far away from home and it won’t be till awhile that you’ll be back.

While you wait you get to know you roommates a little better.

After months, almost leading up to a year, you can say you’ve become pretty close with Satoru and Suguru, you learn of their different personalities and just how they work in general.

The friendliness you’ve experienced from both of them has slowly started to fade into romance, you can see it in their eyes when they look at you that they are completely smitten, you can see it in the way they subtly and adorably try to find any excuse in the book to touch your arms or your chest.

They love you in their own little weird ways, Suguru bringing you little treasures he finds deep within the oceans, you always gratefully accept them and add them to your collection of trinkets, you love when his smile brightens at your overexerted reaction.

Satoru loves bringing you things he thinks are tasty in the ocean, he’ll bring you fish that he loves and things he thinks are sweet, he’s the one who loves touching you the most, giving you sweet hugs with his semi-wet body.

They start getting a little more pushy with you, it’s like they’re trying to one up each other with the types of gifts they give, when you’re given something the other can be heard making angry clicking noises in the back, you don’t understand what he’s saying but you know he’s pissed.

You try your best to calm them down when they get like this, it gets so heated to the point where they’ll try to fight one another, you’ve seen blood be shed before and the only thing that works is praising both of them in the same breath, they’ll stop with flushed looks as you coo and tell them great things about one another.

The gifts start increasing and the value of them starts growing, every gift becomes more and more sentimental and more filled with love, they keep doing it because you keep accepting it.

When they have no more gifts to offer they make it obvious about what they’ll give you in return for your love.

One evening when it’s just you and Satoru alone he makes the first move, looking up at you with the cutest look and a paint pink dust decorating his face, he guides your thick hand to grace all over his body, you don’t think he knows what he’s doing but at least he’s trying. You grab ahold of his chin rather harshly and press your lips to his, you aren’t known to be gentle when it comes to sex but you try for the little virgin.

You’re taking full control of the kiss, sucking on his tongue as his heady head tries to understand and follow your lead. He’s drooling into the kiss and gasping for air, his eyebrows are knitted in concentration. It feels so good having your tongue entangle with his.

He grabs your other hand that’s not distracted and places his “lap” you don’t get the memo of what he wants you to do until he uses your hand to dip into a slit you didn’t even know he had, you’re taken aback a bit but continue when you get a whine out of him. Oh.

You finger his tight slit with one finger and eventually build your way up to three, that seems to be the max for him because when you try adding a fourth he’s breaking the kiss, and stopping you, with an even reddened face claiming that feels weird.

In the process you look at how wet your fingers are, completely coated in his slimy mess of cum, you’re examining up close and an embarrassed Satoru is hiding his face in the crook of your neck, whimpering for you to stop staring so intently at it.

When you bring the wetness to your lips and he’s completely red in the face, before you can even talk he’s shuffling back into the water and diving within the depths.

Suguru hears of the events that had taken place and is immensely jealous, he wanted to be the first one to touch you but Satoru had beaten him to the punch.

That doesn’t deter him from making a move on you the very next day, you immediately accept his advances with a passionate kiss that’s gentle unlike your rough demeanor with Satoru, you know he’s a little more sensitive than his counterpart.

You take the opportunity to rub Suguru’s pecs, you’ve always loved the size of them, they look like boobs and are just as sensitive as the rest of him, sweet moans spill from his bitten lips when you suck on the bud harshly, nippling on them for extra stimulation.

You loved the way Satoru tasted, you would’ve kept going if he hadn’t left so with the details of his body you find Suguru’s slit and begin to tease him, dragging your fingertip along the outside as he waits with bated breaths for you to finally give him what he wants.

You maneuver yourself below him, a small whine slips from his lips because he thought you’d touch him properly, you quickly hush him in favor of getting face to face with his cunt. You lick a straight line up and find that he tastes so damn good.

He’s fast to grab ahold of your hair harshly, when you peek up at him as much as you can there’s little tears in his eyes, he’s never had that area licked let alone touched before, he’s just like Satoru.

You grab ahold of his sides and hold him down a little, you won’t allow him to run like Satoru now that you’ve gotten to taste him.

You dip your tongue inside his heat again and again, even when Suguru’s making his cute distressed clicking noises you’re still so focused. Collecting as much of his cum as possible just to smear it everywhere. You continue exploring and making him feel so damn good, when a small scream breaches his throat you know you’ve found his spot.

Lewd slurping noises ensure as you abuse that spot and Suguru isn’t fairing very well, his vision is spotty and his hold of your hair is slowly slipping away, he can’t even form a coherent sentence without gasping for air.

You press inside of him a little harder, tongue fucking him as fast and roughly as you can so he can experience that euphoric feeling.

When you shift you realize you’ve been neglecting your cock, it’s throbbing and painfully uncomfortable within its confines, you slip your hands beneath your trousers and touch yourself in tune with your tongue fucking Suguru’s cunt.

He stills for a moment and screams but nothing comes out of his throat, it’s silent as he thrashes around or at least tries to, you’ve got a tight hold on the pretty man.

His pussy tightens around your tongue and finally he’s cumming on it.

When they come to you a week later with determined faces and serious questions do you put your foot down, you can’t choose when you love them both equally so you give them a proposition of having them both, they both give you blank stares and look at one another.

They hadn’t thought of all of you being together and the thought of that doesn’t bother them in the slightest.

That night might be the best night you’ve ever have experienced:

A needy Satoru is below you waiting patiently and prettily as you ready his cunt for your cock, before this you had to explain to them almost everything you’d do to them, they had acted shy but you know deep down they’re little minxes who’ve been waiting for this. Suguru is beside him decorating his face with sweet distracting kisses, the moment looks so sweet as they take in each other in a different light.

You finally undo your pants and let your thick cock free, you’ve been getting edged basically this entire week, only giving them pleasure and having to relieve yourself after they leave.

As they deepen their kiss and exchange saliva you catch them peeking at the mere size of you, you’re not little by a damn longshot, Satoru is grateful you and Suguru prepped him.

It feels like everyone is holding their breath as you slide inside of Satoru’s warm cunt, just having your tip alone feels so fucking good, you can feel his cushiony insides already accepting you in small intervals.

You try your hardest to start slow, trying to not only focus on yourself. Your veiny cock throbs with every push, his slick already covering the area of your cock.

“Feel’s good Toru?” Suguru slurs into the nasty kiss he’s pulled him into, Satoru nods eagerly.

The pace is slow and sensual for a while, trying to let him get a feel for it, and when that grace period you decide is up you’re gone.

You start fucking into him how you like it, roughly abusing his tight slit to your liking. Suguru keeps distracting Satoru from the mind numbling pleasure that’s your cock, he can’t help that his loud whimpers and clicking noises are spilling from the kiss.

“O-oh.. shiit..” you’re grunting out gross comments about how you’ve been wanting to do this for so long and how you can feel him about to cum.

You have Suguru pin him down a little since he’s starting to thrash around, you get a better angle to pound his poor weeping cunt, he’s mewling your name like a mantra, for you to slow down but at the same time he doesn’t want you to slow down.

Your nice curve allows for you to finally hit his sweet spot, you abuse it just like you did Suguru, hitting it roughly and deeply.

Satoru squeals for you to stop and how weird he’s feeling but Suguru is the one who tells you not to stop your pace, Satoru is thrown headfirst into his orgasm, he cries into Suguru’s chest as the pleasure devours him whole.

With a dripping cock you slowly pull out of him, giving your still hard cock a few strokes, you came along with Satoru but it wasn’t enough not nearly enough.

They think that you’re satisfied but when they glance over at you the color drains from their face more specifically Suguru’s, knowing you’re about to give him that same feeling if not a little worse.

[serejae]

everywhere everything all at once | c.hansol

in which vernon would chose you every life time, based on his favorite movie :)

ive been writing alot of vernon latelyyyy (if u get the movie and references, give me a hug.)

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the screen went black after the movie ended leaving vernon and you speechless

this had to be one of the most beautiful movies you two had seen after binging so many. you turned over to vernon who was still staring at the screen with a blank stare, reading his facial expression you moved a piece of his hair out of his face to get a better view which knocked him out of his trance

slightly flinching at the sudden touch but relaxed realizing it was you

“whats on your mind?”

you asked still looking up at him

“would you love me in every life time?”

the question stunned you for a second, why was he asking this so suddenly?

“i mean waymond loved her in all of his lives. so i was just thinking…

would you love me in all your lives?

would you even choose me?”

each question left you shocked, because you hoped he knew the answer already. but sometimes everyone needs reminders,

right?

“sol,” you started catching gaining back his attention. he slightly turned his head to you as if he was afraid of what youd say

“ill choose and love you in every life i live. even if youre not a option and i have to find you myself, ill do that just do be loved by you in every single universe of mine”

vernon finally looked at you and smile slightly contented with you answer. he held you a bit closer and ran his hand through his hair

“i knew youd say that, i just wanted a little…

reminder?”

“i know.”

“i would choose you in every lifetime of mines too

i dont think i could ever live without you”

so there you both were, laying on the couch holding eachother knowing that even if the universe did set you apart, you both would slowly find eachother again no matter the circumstances

because you know he would look for you, and you know you would look for him

no matter if you two were rocks in the same pile, you would dig through the other rocks to find him. a special rock, one that shines in your eyes and to that he’ll look for you and once he finds you, you both will live as rocks together

happy

intertwined, sewn together

(did this mofo just go on a rant about rocks…?)

[rebelelegance]

hiiii! could u write a james potter x reader fic where james chooses lily over reader and she’s not like heartbroken because she understands where he’s coming from but james can’t get over the fact that he’s gonna lose her so he’s sobbing and breaking down and reader is just understanding and cuddling him telling him he’s okay and that she knows he’ll be ok <3

Slipping Away:

A/N: This made me cryyyyy

Pairing: James Potter x reader

w/c: 1500+

Warnings: ANGST ANGST ANGST. That's it lol.

Masterlist

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He was supposed to be happy. 

The redhead in front of him was all he could think about for so many years.

And she’d finally, finally decided to give him a chance. 

So then why did he feel so terrified?

Maybe it was because of the way that you were looking at him. As if he was your entire world and it had just come crashing down. You noticed him staring and gave him a proud smile, and a double thumbs up.

But eyes don’t lie.

Lily was standing there right in front of him, ready to call him hers, after years of constant pining. And yet all he could think about was the way Sirius’s arms wrapped around your shoulders, and the dejected look in your eyes.

He expected the heavy weight to blow over by dinner.

But it didn't.

He sat there, watching you laugh with the others, like your normal self. He knew you wouldn’t show any emotions that you were feeling, and that made him feel worse. He wishes you’d just slap him instead of acting like whatever happened didn’t affect you in the slightest.

He knew. 

He knew what you felt for him, and he’d be lying if he said that there wasn’t a part of him that felt the same.

But he’d always love Lily more.

And you were his best friend. The fear of messing things up with you at some point and then losing you, terrified him.

However, something told him that he’d lost you already.

He couldn’t sleep at night.

He stayed up,  constantly thinking about you and your expression that day.

And the haunting fear stayed.

He felt like he was drowning and usually he’d go to you. But he couldn’t. Not this time. Not when you were probably in the same situation, a little farther down, struggling to swim up with your own weight tied to your feet.

He lay there, counting the hours, until he decided he couldn’t anymore, and walked down to the common room.

And he instantly wished he hadn’t.

You were sitting there, a blank look on your face as you stared off into nothingness. 

He felt you slipping away from his fingers then. Because at times like this, he’d be the first you called.

But of course, he’d never been the reason for this before.

He stood, frozen, unsure what to do, and maybe he should’ve decided sooner, because you seemed to realize you weren’t alone, and turned to face him.

“Hey James.” You’re surprised, he can tell, but he doesn’t move, still scared to make any decision. The last time he had to make a tough choice is what led to this in the first place, and now he was too scared to move.

You pat the seat next you, and he thinks that maybe it’s the right thing to do. Maybe this will fix everything. Maybe you’re not as affected by it as he thought.

But as he sits down, he knows he’s wrong.

Terribly, terribly wrong.

You’re wearing Sirius’s oversized sweater.

He gave it to you because he didn’t like how loose it was, and you’d started wearing it when you were in a bad mood. You said that it provided comfort to you, and that whenever you wrapped your arms around yourself, the extra cloth would bunch up, making you feel like you were being hugged.

The second he saw it, James’s resolve broke.

The tears flowed freely, a sob wracking his body.

He felt so stupid for crying when clearly you were hurting more.

You didn’t react immediately, watching him as he continued to sob into his hands. And James thought that it was for the best. He didn’t want you to comfort him. He wanted you to cry as well, cursing him for ever deciding to choose Lily over you.

But of course, you’d never do that.

You wrapped your arms around his body, resting your cheek against his shoulder. 

“It’s okay,” you whispered.

“No, no it’s not,” James replied, still crying. Why wouldn’t you just yell at him? Why couldn’t you call him out for how unfair he was being?

You shush him, gently rubbing his hand.

“This is it isn’t it? I-I’m gonna lose you,” He muttered, and he felt you freeze. He was right. Of course he was. Who would stay with him after what he’d just done?

But you didn’t let go.

You pulled him towards you, so that his head was resting on your chest, arms wrapped around his shoulders.

“You’re not gonna lose me Jamie. At least, not forever,” you mutter, pressing a kiss to his forehead.

He didn’t know what you meant. But it only made the pain in his chest double. Usually being your arms released the building pressure, but this time, it only amplified.

He couldn’t even imagine how you felt.

“Please yell at me. Curse me, do something but please please don’t sit here and hug me after everything I’ve done,” he voice was pleading. He needed you to do that so that he didn’t have to see you upset tomorrow. Or watch you laugh, knowing the truth of how much this had affected you.

But your arms only tightened around him.

“No,” You whisper, your voice shaky. 

You’re crying.

“I get it. She’s the love of your life. I’m not mad. I’m not upset,” you pause, your hands gently rubbing his back, “not upset with you at least,” you mutter.

James knows what you mean. You’d always compared yourself with Lily. She was the only person who you deemed worthy enough to be your competition, for many things. You two were friends and you’d never let that get compromised. Not even now. But you’d always felt insecure when it came to her.

And James had only fueled it.

He couldn’t tell you to not compare yourself with her, after he’d literally chosen her over you.

But you were both different people and he wanted you to know that.

He pulled away, looking at your tear stained face. “Please don’t compare yourself,” he muttered. Ashamed that he was even in a situation like this in the first place.

You smiled sadly, sniffling, “Kinda hard not to. It’s okay. I just need…time,” you say nodding your head.

You took your hands in his, and internally, James begged for another try. He wanted a chance to go back in time, to fix things.

But he knew that would be wrong.

Because it was the truth. He loved Lily more. He always had, and he always would.

Yet the crushing feeling of losing you overpowered that love right now.

“I’m gonna need time,” you avoided his gaze, looking down at your intertwined hands, tears falling onto them.

“What do you mean?” he asked, knowing full well what you were going to say next, and it crushed him.

“I need some time away from you. You’re not losing me but-” Your voice cracked and you trailed off, unable to finish your sentence.

It hurt way more hearing you say it.

His grip on your hands tightened. “No. No please. For how long? I need you.”

You let out a small laugh, and for the first time since James had met you, he felt the bitter touch. “That’s not fair James,” you said, shaking your head. “I’ll come back, just give me some time.”

You were slipping away. Fast. 

And there was nothing he could do about it.

“You’re gonna be okay,” you whispered, running your thumb over his knuckles. “You’re gonna be okay. You don’t need me. You have Lily, you have the boys and if something really bad happens I’m always right here. I just…I just need some time,” you muttered, looking at him.

James felt like he was being torn apart. He watched your hurt eyes, contradicting the soft smile on your face. He didn’t want to hurt you. He never had. But he couldn’t deny his strong feelings for the redhead. He knew you’d only be even more hurt if he’d chosen you while loving the other girl more.

“I’m so sorry,” he whispered, sniffling, as the tears continued to fall. 

“I know James. It’s okay,” you mutter.

You pat his hands before pulling away, bending over to press your lips against his forehead.

You stay like that for a moment and James feels like dying.

You always care so much. No matter how much someone hurts you, you always care. You shouldn’t be comforting him right now. Not when you’re probably hurting more. 

“You’re gonna be okay,” you say once more as you move away, standing up.

Then you’re walking away from him and up to the dorms and with each step James feels you slip away.

Until he can no longer see you, and he knows you’re gone.

Maybe not permanently. But you both will never be the same again. Because you’ll no longer look at him like he’s the most amazing person you’ve ever met. And he’ll never be able to forgive himself for hurting you like this.

But you’re gone now and all he can do is pray that you’ll come back.

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Taglist: @pinchofhoney @targaryenmoony @padfootagain

[waffledforbreakfast]

Roommate - [MUTI! BLLK X F!READER]

Staring: Rin, Shidou, Sae, Niko, Kaiser, Ness, Otoya, Karasu, Reo

[ BLLK Scenario Masterlist ]

TW: heavy ooc (I MEAN HEAVY. forgive me, it gets a bit better later chapts i swear), bad grammar, bad spelling, bad formatting, etc.

 Bllk as your Roomate 

>Rin

It feels like he’s never home. But he is. You two always somehow eat dinner at the same time, so you eat together. He doesn’t mind :> You ask about his day (he’s not used to people caring, is secretly happy) and he’ll tell you about all the stupid things Bachira did that day LOL

He’ll even invite you to watch horror movies with him (he tells himself it’s because he can’t finish his popcorn)

If you have extra tickets to a festival, he’ll gladly come along! (he insists it’s because it’d be a waste of tickets if he didn’t) 

A/N: Imagine if he runs into bachira and isagi there LOL

>Shidou

Y’all know about his morning routine- right??

No need for an alarm, this rat is never late.

Will barge into your room without asking, and rant to you about his day

He’s a great listener though, and he’ll offer to do your makeup! (He will be sad if you say no :c)

Great relationship advice. You have no clue where it comes from

He can and will comment on your outfits

Will draw you (i love artist Shidou)

Brings you left-overs from when he goes out (unless he dragged u along LOL)

>Sae

This man wakes up early. Too early.

He’d wake you up too (accidently) 

Used to order take out like everyday. Until you came along and actually cooked good meals. 

The first time he just eyed your food with a blank expression. You had no idea what he wanted XD

you awkwardly offered him some, he couldn’t resist and tried it

He then said he’d pay you to cook for him

When he goes out and sees smt you might like, he’ll send you a picture and ask for your thoughts. If you take too long he’ll just buy it

Will tell you about his day (after he naps)

>Niko

Will often just knock and peak into your room to see what you’re doing for no particular reason other than wanting to check up

Runs to you after reading a new chapter of his manga

“nOOOOO THEY KILLED HIM😭” sorta vibes yk? If you’re reading the same thing, you’d have to stop him from giving your spoilers, to which he’d wait patiently for you to finish so he can rant to you

Share your theories on animes/mangas together

Can’t cook, but he’ll buy the materials if you need them :3

Please get this boy a plushie, I think he’d love it sm

Man has his earbuds in 24/7 tho ;v;

He’d come into your room to steal manga

>Kaiser

Keeps calling you Ness outta instinct

This lead to you not cooking for him anymore (you’re not too sure when you agreed to cook for him in the first place, but he just kinda expected it-)

Will complain about said food, but then apologize and beg you to keep cooking once he realized you’re serious about stopping

Asks for your opinion on a lot of things “This outfit looks good right?” “Who do you think is the best striker?” “You like milk?!?!” etc. though you’re not sure if he actually cares about your answer

Kaiser would pace, rant, and talk to himself on a (concerningly) normal basis

This man would silently fold anytime you give him a genuine compliment though

He finds your affirmations very comforting, that’s why he asks you to compliment him so often LOL

He’d often give you bread. Just- bread. He’ll come home with a bagged baguette in his hands, and give it to you with a proud smile

>Ness

This man does *everything* 

Ness calls you Kaiser on instinct too

Will get on his knees and apologize when he does so 

Genuinely shocked when you shrug it(the kaiser calling) off

Non-stop talking about Kaiser turns into non-stop talking about you XD 

“Omg you look so pretty today :D” “Let me dry your hair for you :3” “Can I braid it?” etc.

Has no clue what to do when you ask him about his day because no one has ever asked him before

But he’ll start ranting about it, and look over at you every few seconds to see if you’re listening and if you’re ok with him going on :>

Insists on doing all the house chores (except for cooking, he likes your cooking, but’ll still do it if asked)

>Otoya

…Does anyone actually want this man as a roomie??(Me.)

Would leave a mess EVERYWHERE and is genuinely shocked when you don’t offer to clean up

The way he acts has you questioning his upbringing…

Eats all your food, brings people over constantly, probably broke a plate and didn’t bother cleaning it up

The only thing he offers in return is to make out-

His jaw drops when/if you decine 

>Karasu

Watches TV in the living room typa guy (ik that’s what ur supposed to do, but let’s be honest, y’all are prob cooped up in your room reading this)

Whenever you leave your room and enter his line of vision, he just stares 

It’s genuinely unsettling. So like a normal person, you stare back. You’ve now been staring at each other for 2 minutes

Any/all gifts Karasu gives are things he observed from you (ex.Favourite food, scent, show, etc.) and I’m sure you’ll do the same in return 

Will message you random pics he finds funny

 “[Pic of a party hat on a trash can] haha, look at this”

If you cook for him, he’ll order takeout for you

>Reo

He’s either the best roomie, or the worst-

You guys never run out of food or supplies, and always have something fun to do

He’ll take you out on the weekend to do fun stuff, and you two get along pretty well!

As long as you don’t question why he has so many toothbrushes, he’s pretty chill :> 

A/N: no an :3

[naomiarai]

Hi! I saw that your enha hard hours were open. How do you think enha hyung line would react if you tell them you haven't shaved before fucking? Personally I don't see any of them caring that much. I feel like they only care that they have a pussy to worship so how it looks really isn't even on their mind.

heeseung — would absolutely not give a shit about it. he’s definitely a pussy worshiper, dosen’t care about how it looks, just loves ur cunt and wants to make u feel good ! <3

jay — he’d be confused on why you were telling him in the first place. he dosen’t pay any mind to whether you shave or not, in his mind it’s all about making you feel comfortable and good. so if you wanted to shave you could, or don’t, he doesn't care at all.

jake — i can’t even begin to say how pussy drunk yun actually is, if you went up to tell him that before fucking, he’d just stare at you blank in like “and?” he’s absolutely comfy with anything, but the only thing in his mind is your pussy, not how it looks.

hoon — man loves you and wants to fuck you no matter how ur pussy looks. just like heeseung, he dosen’t give a shit about whether you go ahead and shave or not, he’ll eat out, fuck you, finger you no matter what. <3

[gladiatorcunt]

Modern coryo whos trying to sorta maybe manipulate his gf by being obsessed and then not reading her texts for 3 days but the gf is literally the same so it’ll be like

r: “heyyy” and then a day later he replies “heyaaa” and then it goes on like that for a week until he cracks and sends her 15 messages in the span of 4 minutes

cw: feminization/fem label “gf” but the reader is still only intended to be afab, the ask has she/her pronouns but i don’t use them in the writing, manipulation and toxic behavior, typical coryo/modern!coryo warnings, love bombing, not canon to the main au, black cat reader ish, reader has a shower in their dorm bc i say so 🤫, male masturbation

Now Coryo wouldn’t do this during your relationship, despite his best attempts to play it cool, you make him panic and he’s immediately resorting to rich boy love bombing (trips, those ridiculously expensive boxed roses, 999999999 rounds of oral on his yacht, a summer house, etc.) followed by baby trapping. He’s not stupid enough to try something like that deeper into your relationship, for him it’s about making sure the foundation is as solid as possible and not shaking it up.

This would really only happen before you even start dating, after he’s bumped into you in the dorms enough times to wear you down into giving him your number. He’s still in his “i have to the most mysterious person alive” mindset and he hasn’t quite shed the fuckboy persona yet. He doesn’t seek anybody out or anything, it was love at first sight with you unfortunately, he’ll just imply that that you’re another contact in a long list. (You’re the only one in his favorites 💀)

You’re smart enough to be wary, too involved in academics and proving yourself to go sniffing around Coriolanus Snow. You don’t really talk to a lot of people, and you’re not interested in a swarm of meaningless interactions. You’re just grateful that he stopped calling you so much, learning that you very much prefer texting. He’s the king of the “hey u up?” text, and you have the flattest look on your face as you reply “Yes.” and turn your phone face down. Exchanges like happen over and over.

Does your heart flutter when he insists on walking you to class and pecking your cheek at the door? Yes but you’ll roll your eyes and make a big deal out of wiping it off. Are you intrigued by how much he hauls ass to get you your coffee order whenever he senses that you need it (because he can, he’s like spiderman but lame)? Well, yes, but he must be playing some kind of game with you. Has a cliche bet with his fraternity brothers over your assumed virginity maybe. The more you’re determined to not fall for it, the more you find yourself slipping as the days go by.

Just when you turn your head when he pecks your cheek outside the lecture hall, expecting the gesture more than dreading it, he gives you a blank stare and turns on his heel. You take a second to blink and then shrug, it’s no skin off you back if Coriolanus decides to be normal for once. You definitely do not have a bit of a scowl throughout the entire session. (he nearly lost it when you didn’t react at the lack of a kiss, he kicked the wall and almost broke his foot)

He’s back to the “heyy” texts at random hours, responding to your “Hey.” that came a day later two days after that. He’s screaming into his pillow and pacing his grandma’am’s gardens, glaring at the staff pruning the shrubs. Coryo would rather die than admit defeat though, so he hardens his resolve. You’ll break eventually. You on the other hand are living normally, slurping ramen and working on essays. You’ve learned not get your hopes up over a pipe dream, the idea that someone like him would genuinely care about you being so laughable that you get over it rather quickly. You may be from different economic classes, but a man’s attention is never a necessity. That an he’s far from the only trust fund kid in the world.

A week later, your phone goes off in the middle of the night. You step out of the shower and dry yourself off, walking over to your bed and picking it up. To your surprise, the notification from Coriolanus isn’t another dry message, it’s several videos. They all look dark and fuzzy, ranging from 30 seconds to 10 minutes. In some of the thumbnails you can see flashes of bare skin. You click on the first one and are immediately faces with Coriolanus Snow’s sweaty abs.

You’re frozen as he eventually splatters jizz all over them, the camera work is shaky and the flash exposes too much for your liking. You can see his abdominal muscles twitch in the aftermath of his orgasm. He drags his fingers through his own cum and smears it over the camera, giving you a pov of what it’d be like to have your face covered in it.

Your phone chimes again.

Stalker: turn the sound on for the rest ;) see u at the car wash next friday, babe ❤️

You block him (after you save the videos and check the charge on your vibrator).

[therealbatgirlishere]

Trips in (tripin p2

recap: miles had questioned you of your appearance due to his annoyance, being curious as to why you got all dolled up.. . X x. Bby dad miles x bb ma y/n

Do not post my workings please :)

“You wearin makeup? And what’s up with yo fit and hair?” He asked, staring you up and down as he pointed.

As annoyed as you were, wanting to snap at him right then and there you just gave him a very annoyed stare before taking a deep breath then saying.

“Look, we ain’t gonna talk about this alright? Zion’s right here.” You reply, calmly staring down at your kid and stroking his locks gently. He was zoned out, staring off into space or stm. Zion just looked up and gave you his signature small smile. Showing his dimples. A flash of annoyance fell on miles face before going back to deadpan.

“Fine, alr? You can get away with it this time.” Miles responded, giving you a cold stare before looking at his kid with a slight smile. “Hijo, vámonos ahora, ¿vale?” He said to his kid warmly before putting his hand out for him.

“Ok papa.” Little Zion replied softly,  his attention going to his father as he stared up at him with a smile and taking his hand, miles then picked him up with a little fake groan. 

“Getting too big for papa.” He stated to his son Zion, giving him a little smile. He was a good father, or at least a decent enough one. Always tying to keep his calm around him even with his anger issues, taking responsibility for him instead of leaving like a deadbeat. (Bare minimum ong.) he even bought him toys and a whole ass tv for Zion so he can watch Bluey or some shit. 

“Alright.. you two have fun. Be good for mama Zion.” You say, pinching Zion cheeks and pecking it with love. Zion let out a small squeal before nodding. Miles watched silently, giving you a blank stare before nodding. 

“Adios.” Miles said before turning away and holding his son in his arms, you watched him get in the car and drive off, his engine roaring.

—————————————————————

Who the fuck did you think you were? 

Dressing up,  going full out. At some fucking club like a slut. Miles thought to himself, staring down at your story you posted on social media. He had just put Zion to bed in his room and was now lying down on his bed, black sheeted duvets as he was only wearing grey sweats, shirtless  and annoyed. You were skulling down a bottle of tequila as your friends cheered you on, encouraging you. “Chug! Chug! Chug!” On and on. You were so beautiful though, he was captivated by your beauty as he watched you. Sure, it wasn’t exactly attractive to see a woman gulp down a bottle of tequila like it was the last thanksgiving meal but hey. It’s was you right? Your angelic face, those deep dimples showing as you grinned widely while chugging down the bottle. Zion really did have your dimples, he was a reminder of you. He could see you in Zion sometimes. The locks, his dimples, the cheeky smile he gives whenever he makes a mess. He had a lot of cute habits that you did too. (He doesn’t mean it in a weird way.) Miles let out a sigh before turning off his phone, lying down into the bed properly as his head tilted back into the soft comfy pillow. Crossing his arms as he places the blanket under his arms,  he was furious. You were still his so why would you go out into the club? Maybe he’ll stop by tomorrow after dropping Zion off to school. Remind you that you don’t get to fuck around with your little friends, you better not have fucking been near any other guys too. But it was time to head for bed. 

End of part 2, my hands kinda hurt 🤭. Might b smut in part 3 idk 🤷🏽‍♀️ sorry if it’s fucked up or if u can’t rlly read it I was tired n rushing

[rikiislvr]

🫧 fake it till you make it (4)

read one, two and three first to understand the plot!

you groaned as you felt your eyes sting, you slowly opened your eyes revealing your bright room from the open curtains.

your eyes winced as you felt a pounding sensation coming from your head. all you remembered was picking up one cup, then pouring another and another until your memory went blank.

you were hoping you weren’t too bad drunk, exposing your act between you and niki with your drunk thoughts. you quickly grabbed your phone and went to nikis contact immediately but there was already a text sent.

riki : u didn’t expose us if ur wondering lol, take medicine

you sighed in relief and slowly sat urself up but your door opened revealing your mother who had pills and a cup of water in her hands, “i already knew.” she smiled walking over to you, you smiled in return and took some pills for your raging headache.

“who is he? why didn’t you tell me about him?” your mom asked sitting at the edge of the bed, “because..” you sighed, “it’s not real.”

her eyes widened, “it’s not.. real? you guys are faking it?” she asked, and you nod with a rush of guilt. “sweetheart.” the moved closer, “i know love. i know TRUE love, and the way he looks at you.. it’s not fake.” she shook her head.

you tilt your head, from what you knew, he didn’t even like you. at all. so what was she talking about, “give it time.. it’ll hit eventually.” she kissed your forehead before leaving your room,

niki doesn’t like you. he never would. you knew that and so did he? this is all just a act, once it’s over you two will go your own ways, he’ll be surrounded by other girls like always and you can finish your studies in peace.

-

you walked into school tying your hair back so it’s out your face, you immediately saw niki hanging out at his locker with his other friends.

you walked over and he smiled, “hey- girlfriend.” he says, you rolled your eyes, “hi boyfriend.” you turned your lips upwards,

“was i bad saturday..?” you whisper to him, “not really.. didn’t blow our cover atleast.” he chuckled nervously, you didn’t blow yalls cover because HE did. but jungwon knew anyways.

but now that NIKI knew he liked you actually, it was awkward for him to barely even look at you. he still had the polaroid picture of you, he had to find the right time to give it back to you.

“hey you two lovebirds.” jungwon walked up to you guys, you cleared your throat, “hey.” you smiled, niki just stood there, you turned to him and widened your eyes,

“oh- right.. hey.” he put his arm around you, jungwon laughed to himself, “what’s funny?” you ask him, “oh nothing. you guys should go out for a date, especially after my party, niki deserves one after carrying you home.” jungwon says.

being the best wingman, niki shot him a smile and he nod softly, “you— carried me home?! why didn’t you tell me?” you gasp, “because i’m the best boyfriend ever.” niki smiled at you, you rolled your eyes and pushed him away and he chuckled.

“fine- i guess i’ll.. take you on a date..” you groan, but quickly covered up and smiled facing jungwon, he just stared at you two, “cool- i’m looking forward to the details later niki!” he waved before walking away.

niki turned to you with a huge smile, “cant wait for this date you have planned for me.” he nods. “don’t get your hopes up too high, watch it literally just be something so small.” you scoffed a chuckle.

“i wouldn’t mind.” he shrugged and walked away, you tilt your head at his response. not expecting that.. but now you had to plan something for him, something alteast so he can tell jungwon about it.

-

all day you’ve been in class wondering where to take niki, since it wasn’t REAL, you didn’t wanna waste too much money, so you decided to take him to a cafe place after school, the bell rang, snapping you out your thoughts, you quickly gathered your stuff and texted niki to meet you outside.

niki received the message and felt his palms sweating, gosh he didn’t think the date would be today? “uh- i’ll see you guys later.” he waved to his friends and walked away from them as they said their goodbyes, he headed down the hallway towards the front of the school where you two usually meet,

but someone called his name, making him snap his head back, his head tilted at who he saw, a short haired girl with glasses on her head, “mimi? what are you—?” he turned to her,

she walked up to him and crossed her arms, “what are YOU doing? since when we’re you dating y/n?! and why didn’t i know about this.” she scoffed rolling her eyes, niki sighed.

mimi was the girl he was hanging out with before you asked him about the fake dating, they got closer and mimi developed feelings for him, but niki just thought she was a close friend.

“why are you so worried?” niki asked, mimi just scoffed, “seriously? you’re gonna act like we had nothing going on between us?!” she threw her arms up in the air.

you on the other hand, tapped your foot on the ground and checked the time, “where is he..” you whispered and made your way back in the school to find the lost boy,

“mi. cmon seriously? we were just friends and i told you that.” niki shook his head, her eyebrows raised, “friends? do friends kiss?!” she furrows her eyebrows, “YOU kissed ME. because you were hurt and i only did it to help you. nothing more.” niki rubbed his temples.

“okay well im hurt, i’ve been hurt since i heard about you two because why didn’t you tell me? you need to make it up to me.” she nods, “i will- just not now i have too—

“no. now.” she stomped her foot. “what do you even want me too—

“hug me or something! if this is our last time together. it’s the least you can do.” she sighed, niki bit the inside of his cheek, he’d just get this hug out the way so he could hurry and meet you,

he slowly opened his arms and mimi ran into them, hugging him tightly, he hugged back awkwardly,

you then turned the corner hoping you’d see niki at his locker, but what you saw was even worst,

he was hugging some random girl, she was smiling softly and you couldn’t see nikis face since he wasn’t facing you,

you felt your face heating up, along as your arms and pretty much your entire body. you just blinked blankly at the two, you felt anger rushing up to your head..

why are you mad? it’s not like.. you guys were actually dating. besides, you knew he didn’t like you, and you— didn’t like him..

you bit down on your lip and quickly walked away to just go home, something inside of you was making you feel emotional, which you tried to ignore because— it didn’t make sense.

niki let go of the hug, and mimi smiled, “thanks! have fun explaining this to your loving girlfriend who just ran away.” she pointed down the hall where you pushed through the doors and stormed away,

niki felt his heart drop, “shit!” he whispered and quickly ran down the hall, leaving mimi laughing to herself.

he couldn’t loose you- not without giving you a better explanation and, not before.. confessing how he really felt all this time.

only thing he was scared about was- would you believe him?

a/n: this was SO SHORT im sorry. but better chapters coming soon! not sure how long this’ll last anyways <3

tl:

@certified-ni-ki-lover @noblub-4ulolz @yourmyst4r @vixialuvs @ni-ki-ismyluv @judeduartewannabe @soobs-things @en-chantedtomeetyou @definitelynotherr @heyniki @wntersm @geniejunn

[sparklingcid3r]

ik we get ponyboys perspective of wut happened to darry after his parents died (most literally the book) but wut do u think was sodas perspective of watching darry before their parents died as the most popular guy in school/going to college then essentially have to become and be stuck as the one thing darry most obviously did not want to be (stuck in tulsa/ not gt college)

darrys life is underrated tragedy fr

Before I get into this complete devastation I want to direct you to this post! Not exactly the same, but it made me want to walk into traffic 🥰

So anyway, this was super interesting to consider. I imagine Soda definitely looking up to Darry as the stud, the golden child, literally just the coolest guy ever. He had Soc friends, he had greaser friends, and could square up with pretty much anyone who was dumb enough to want the equivalent of a baseball bat to the jaw.

And on top of that, Darry was on a one-track train out of Tulsa, heading out to college soon. In Soda’s eyes, Darry had everything and he was real damn happy with it.

So when all of their lives just crashed around them, Soda obviously had his own problems to deal with before he took notice of anyone else’s. But when his own dust settled and he could see a little more clearly, the change in Darry was definitely obvious. For the first month or so, Darry was just kind of numb. He went through all the necessary proceedings stoically, robotically, never let Soda in on anything regarding child services or the state or boys homes. Sometimes, when they were sitting at the table trying to eat Darry’s best efforts at recipes from their mom’s cookbook, and Pony was too stuck in his own grief moving his food around the plate with his fork, Soda watched Darry get a blank look in his eyes, like he’s staring at something that doesn’t exist, completely detached from reality.

(Soda’s always known that Pony and Darry are more similar than either of them think. Just not in the good ways.)

And for a little, it happened often. Darry comes home from work and sits down in their dad’s recliner, and Soda’s watching the television but in his peripheral he can see Darry drift off to someplace else, and all he can hope is that it’s someplace better.

Soda noticed all the little things. He didn’t smile to himself, didn’t laugh, didn’t tell Pony or Soda to put out their cigs around him, because it didn’t much anymore if he breathed the smoke in. He didn’t talk about his day more than a dismissive wave and that it was fine, he didn’t go out in the evenings.

Darry was against it the entire time, but Soda dropping out of high school seemed to be the thing that officially made him grown in Darry’s eyes. Darry finally pulled him aside when Pony was asleep and together they went through their grocery list, Darry teaching him how to shop cheap, but he always kept things like the bills far away from Soda’s eyes. Soda offered Darry money from the DX, Darry took it, and their lights stayed on and water kept running, but Soda doesn’t know what’s really going on with the numbers. Only Darry does.

Soda knows he’s always been protected by Darry. Since they were little, and even months ago, if Soda ever had any issues with anyone, Darry had his back. Soda didn’t think he was naive about much of anything, but he realizes pretty quickly that Darry will never let anyone have his back the way he does everyone else. Sure, Darry can lean on him, but he’ll be right back to the grind the second he can.

Seeing Darry go from wearing his college sweatshirt into town to his battered work clothes and tool belt placed a guilt in Soda’s heart that he couldn’t ever shake. The worst part was that he never complained about it, not to them. Soda’s beyond grateful to Darry, he’ll never make up for it for as long as he lives. But at the same time he just wants his brother back, and he knows it’ll never happen.

The more I write about Soda the more I love him, ty for helping give my guy some justice🙏 (i hope this is kind of what u wanted to hear abt, sorry if i just yapped in ur ear abt nothing lmfao)

[gunnrblze]

Not sure if you take requests but if u do can u do the boys with a biter😓😓 an s/o that just chomps. Likes biting on a nice thick bicep and that, maybe a finger or two as well😊😊

Reread and this sounds weird I don’t mean in a kinky way LMFAO

The Ghost Boys with an s/o who likes to chomp at the bit? Say no more hehe

Hesh- I think this would make him confused at first, but ultimately he’d laugh about it. He’d probably indulge you and I can see him growing accustomed to it lol. Would joke about the way you nip at him like Riley sometimes does

Logan- he would definitely bite back. probably not as hard, but he’d nip right back at you, and you’d unintentionally get him to start being a biter too, if he isn’t already smh. makes him laugh, especially if you start doing it back and forth

Elias- *bats eyelashes, blank stare* (pls tell me u get the reference) he’d ask if you’re okay, but then I see him also just letting you do it lmao. He’d find it weird in an endearing way, and accept his fate.

Merrick- would raise an eyebrow and make silent eye contact until one of you says something, his grumpy ass would smile though, ask what the hell you’re doing. like Elias, he’d just let you do it. If you get the chance to be that close to him, chances are he doesn’t care lol

Keegan- smirks at you and chuckles. would jokingly ask if you’re comfortable while mid chomp. also doesn’t care too much, unless you bite him too hard then he’ll be like 🤨. he’d also find it cute though

Kick- would also be the type to give a little bite back, and would probably lick you as well lol. he’s a little weirdo too so he doesn’t mind, probably wouldn’t even question it aside from a smile. but he would make jokes about it too

Rorke- would laugh and ask if you’re alright like Elias, but in a more amused way. thinks you’re probably a little goofy for it but he doesn’t mind, would find it way too cute as well. makes teasing jokes and asks if you need a chew toy lmao

[player1064]

accidentally outing themselves on live tv? dunno how or if anyone else at sky knows but it’s something they’d do providing some images from the carraville discord that we were talking about yesterday

god they WOULD end up accidentally outing themselves bc they already can't keep their hands to themselves imagine how much worse they would be.......... I shudder to think............

---

“I’m here pitchside with Gary Neville –“

“—Carragher were meant to be joinin’ us, but he’s late getting up from London.”

“Yes, quite. I’m sure he’ll be arriving soon. In the meantime – Gary, what are your thoughts on United’s starting line-up tonight?”

*

Gary is nodding along to something Kelly is saying when his attention suddenly shifts to something off camera. He rolls his eyes as Jamie comes crashing in, bag slid halfway down his shoulders, seemingly unaware of the producer holding his earpiece who’s trying to get his attention.

“Sorry, love,” he says as he hurries up to Gary, immediately stepping into his personal space. He ducks his head down to press their lips together in a quick greeting before he continues, “there was a crash on the M6 or summat, a whole section of the road was closed off. Bloody nightmare, I’m tellin’ ya.”

As he talks, he doesn’t seem to notice Gary’s wide eyed stare, the blush rising in his cheeks, or Kelly clamping a hand to her mouth while her shoulders shake in laughter.

Gary tries his best to compose himself and turns to the camera with an expression caught between terror and amusement, and he says “well, now that Jamie’s very kindly provided us all with a traffic update I think it’s time for us to hear from our colleagues in the studio.” When the light of the camera turns off, he reaches out to give Jamie a slap round the back of the head and hisses “live television, James, how many years’ve you been doin’ this again?”

“Wha?” Jamie looks over, already surrounded by a small hoard of tech people and a make-up artists trying to get him camera ready as quickly as they can.

“Oh my God,” Gary mutters, pinching his brow. “Jamie, you dolt, you just kissed me in front of our live audience of what – a million people?”

“I never,” Jamie says with an offended glare, far too confident for someone who definitely fucking did.

“Oh my God,” Gary repeats. “You don’t believe me? Check your fucking phone.”

*

“You don’t even get Sky Sports in America, Philip, how have you already seen it?”

“Tray sent it to me, it’s all over Twitter.”

“Oh, well that’s just great then in’t it?” Gary huffs. At Jamie’s questioning look, he repeats “it’s all over Twitter, apparently.”

For a moment Jamie looks almost proud that he’s a trending topic, but he shuts his expression down when he sees Gary’s glare and turns back to his own phone call (“no, Ma, I –”)

“I just don’t understand why you didn’t tell me, Gaz,” Philip whines down the phone. “I tell you everythin’”

“An’ I keep askin’ you not to tell me everythin’! Isn’t a man entitled to a little privacy?”

*

Group: STF Gang NO PARENTS > Jill: who had money on it being Jamie cos I’m pretty sure I’d said Gary > Roy: I think we all said Gary > Ian: statistically it was most likely to be Gary. > Ian: but Roy said it’d be while they’re covering a match so I think he wins it > Jill: :(((

*

(24 new messages)

Stevie G: > you’re trending on twitter what have you done now > NEVIlLE??? Carra have some self respect

J Redknapp: > you melt 😂 > everyone in the studio is running around panicking rn

MO: > did everyone know except me?? > you’re shite at texting I didn’t even know you had a boyfriend > I didn’t even know you liked men? > Gaz is nice though we should all go for drinks sometime

*

(57 new messages)

Scholesy: > twat why didnt u tell me > u was moaning about him just last week

Philip MU mob: > you hung up before I could say but proud of you Gaz!

Roy Keane MU mob: > does this mean we’re allowed to tease you two about it on camera now > here if you need anything > [image: a blurry, blank-faced selfie with a thumbs up]

BIG MEEKS: > you could do better 🙄😉

[readerofwords616]

(Photo by mee! Song is Bubble Gum - Ciaro)

Sorry if this sucks ass, I’ve never done anything. Point blank. Never kissed anybody, the list goes on…

You smiled as he animatedly talked about his new obsession, Eddies eyes lit up in excitement, smile spreading across his face. The happiness you felt just by seeing him so happy was palpable, your heart beating and a smile growing with Eddies.

You think of how you hope that someday you will be what he’s smiling so deeply about. Putting all of his energy into kissing you, holding your head as your lips and tongues dance. 

Eddie notices your smile and stare and hopes that he could kiss your lips, whenever you’d let him, your eyes pulling him to you.

You notice Eddies eye contact and are brought to reality, quickly breaking eye contact and awkwardly staring at your lap. 

Later Eddie talked to you. 

“Hey, honey, why’d you look away from me earlier? I like your attention.” Bringing his hand up to the side of your neck holding your head as if he would kiss you immediately.

“U-uh-umm...” You responded, Eddie tuts saying “That’s not a response baby.” Your eyes widening with the pet name. 

His chocolate eyes, looking lovingly into your eyes. His eyes sometimes moving to your lips. 

Your eyes move to his lips and lick your lips, wondering what it would be like to kiss him.

Clearing your throat, you respond “I just like seeing you so happy, it makes me happy.” With a soft smile.

Eddie moves his mouth to your ear, almost kissing your ear. “Does it?” Punctuating with a kiss to the side of your neck, causing you to moan softly and bend your neck into him as you chase the feeling of his lips on you. 

“Oh, oh? Do I have that much of an effect on you? Oh pretty baby, can I kiss you?” You blank, eyes connect with his and utter a “mmhmm”, he brings his hand to the side of your face and softly presses his lips to yours as he deepens the kiss. Your entire body felt as if it was on fire, Eddie groans into your mouth as he breaks away to say, “I’ve wanted to do that forever honey” 

“Me too” you moan as he covers your neck in kisses. 

“I’ve had so many chances to kiss you, I’m sorry I didn’t kiss you.” With his eyes boring into yours. 

“It’s obvious I wanted to Eddie baby? Why didn’t you?” You ask, distressed.

“Hon… I don’t know, I thought it was just me.”

“Eds, every time I looked at you, I was thinking about how much you made me happy, you look handsome and pretty, an— and it just hurt being away from you, and knowing I would probably never make you as happy as your obsessions do, I would take up anything for you. I learned DnD for you? I’ve gone feeling this way for 7 years and we could’ve been kissing the whole time? Eddie are you crazy, I love you…” you distress as you yell at him.

His eyes widened as you talked more and more…

“I don’t know, I love you too, I just thought you weren’t interested hunny. You’re more into the good guys,” “How the hell would you know that Eddie, You are a good guy, everyone is just a god damn idiot for not knowing it. Also, have I ever dated ANYONE, NO I HAVE NOT. You just gave me my first kiss you… you… ugh” you clench your fists to your chest in annoyance. 

Eddie’s eyes widened, “what? I thought you just kept your dating life under wraps, and you’re too pretty to not have been kissed.” His hands holding your jaw, as he gives you a peck to the forehead. 

“I’ll just have to kiss you more then.” He pulls your lips to his in a hungry kiss as he sucks your soul out of your body.

You just hope he’ll keep doing it forever…

He hopes he gets to do this forever, you’re too sweet to let go.

[stevetonyweekly]

SteveTony Weekly - July 9th

 I’ve started listening to podfics recently--it started while I was packing and moving, and it occurs to me that I should include that. So you’ll be seeing those occasionally--I’m extremely picky about podcasts/podfics, so if I’m rec’ing it, it’s fantastic. 

I’m also thinking about playing around to create a new weekly banner--so we’ll see. 

As always, please remember to kudos/comment if you’re enjoying fic! 

**Indicates a recent favorite. 

~*~ 

[PODFIC] Relativistic Heat Conduction by BlossomsintheMist by Pywren

Ultron has attacked, obliterating most of the world's superheroes and resistance in a matter of hours. The remaining heroes band together and share what strength they have to get through it, to survive, and defeat Ultron once and for all. Steve Rogers grieves in the wake of the disaster and the heroes' defeat, and no one knows if he will be able to provide the leadership they need--but Tony Stark isn't about to let him slip away that easily.

**Enchanted by iam93percentstardust

This night is sparklin', don't you let it go

I'm wonderstruck, blushin' all the way home

I'll spend forever wonderin' if you knew

I was enchanted to meet you

~

Steve starts making his way back towards the directions of the cars, wanting to greet her, only to stop dead when he realizes who her date is.

Natasha has brought Tony with her.

Tony of the pictures, of the stories, of Steve’s infatuated little heart even though he’s never met him in person.

**the depths of some divine despair by meidui

Steve blinks and stares down at Natasha, drawing a blank.

“Who’s Tony?”

Hey, u up? by FestiveFerret 

Tony's plastered, and all he wants is to hook up with his ex-boyfriend, Ty. Sure, he deleted his number from his phone, but he has an elephant's memory, even wasted. No problem.

Five Seconds by nanasekei

From the moment Steve suits up, he knows what he’ll do.

I could lie tangent to your curves by RurouniHime

Steve is bodyguard to a prominent young socialite with too much genius on his hands... and who has taken an unfortunate shine to him.

(Written for royal_chandler, who won the bid for my offer in Marvel Trumps Hate 2018.)

hold on to me (i'm a little unsteady) by halfasgoodatanything 

tony loses his memory. steve's afraid to get too close, because he can't take seeing tony without love in his eyes. steve also seems to be the only thing that helps him remember anything, so. heartbreak all around, until tony's memory comes back.

fill the new shape by hollyandvice (hiasobi_writes)

Steve Rogers's life changed dramatically once he hit college. But maybe that had been coming for almost two years already, since his ex Tony Stark broke up with him. Whatever the reason, he isn't expecting his past to come find him again in the form of one Tony Stark, returned from abroad. What comes after is the beginning of a journey to healing, but they both have a long way to go.

The Art of Winning by KandiSheek

During an Avengers bootcamp, Steve gets the mission to make Tony say the words "You win" or "I give up" to Steve specifically. Which would be fine if Tony didn't seem completely incapable of admitting defeat.

In the end, desperate times call for desperate measures. And it's not like it was Steve's idea to play gay chicken. He can hardly be held responsible for the consequences.

Those Who Mind Don't Matter by KandiSheek

Tony is an omega and therefore coveted by most of the alpha population. However, to everyone's surprise and outrage, he gets together with Steve, a beta. Steve knows he shouldn't care what anyone else says, but you can only read so many headlines calling you unworthy and inadequate before you start to question yourself. What if Tony would be happier with an alpha?

What's The Point? by shaggybeetle

Steve is getting further and further from intimacy with Tony and he is noticing.

He wears clothes to bed, he avoids sexual contact and is overall pretty sad...

Time to try make him feel like he IS worth it.

Knight of Wands by Sineala 

Steve has reigned as king for ten years, and in a few days peace will finally come to his kingdom. Representatives of the Kree Empire are soon to arrive for the negotiations that will end the war between them once and for all. Steve is looking forward to settling down, with his hand-picked Avengers at his side -- led, of course, by the masked knight Iron Man -- and also his trusted advisors, the most beloved of whom is Tony, his court magician, the most powerful mage in all the land.

But when Steve's life is endangered, Tony makes the greatest sacrifice of all to protect his king, a sacrifice far greater than his life. And when Tony disappears under mysterious circumstances, Steve learns that even his closest friends keep secrets that he could never have suspected

Paint the Town Blue by ohjustpeachy

Ten years since he’d seen or spoken to Tony Stark, ten years since they’d broken up to go away to school. And now this email. It could be his only chance to see Tony again.

The weather outside is frightful by BladeoftheNebula 

“I can’t believe this!”

Steve paused, his hand hovering over the piece of firewood. Was that—?

“Of all the idiotic, selfish—“

The last of the words were cut off by the wind, but that was definitely a voice.

Steve frowned. The voice was too clear to be coming from a truck or a car, which meant they must be on foot. He looked at the heavy fall of the snow. No one should be out in this.

Or, Tony is an omega in distress, and Steve is just the alpha-in-shining armour he needs.

[PODFIC] inside my shell-shaped mind by Mizzy by Pywren

Before Ikaris of the Eternals died along with the rest of his people, he gave Tony Stark the power of the Uni-Mind, a power Tony used in order to help stop the Horde from destroying the universe.

The Magistrati are the Living Tribunal's enforcers of Universal Law. They are the judges, jurors, and advocates of the universe. And Tony’s Uni-Mind ability has been judged too dangerous: he must be put to death.

Steve thinks he has a solution. To save Tony's life, he must undergo an intimate version of the Uni-Mind known as the Gann Josin, a type of bonding that creates a mental union between two people...and makes them lifelong soulmates.

Well, it's probably not the oddest way to save someone's life, but it's certainly not going to be easy. Especially when Tony seems determined that the bond should be broken, as soon as possible.

(Set just after War of the Realms #4.)

When I Was New by isozyme

On screen, Kang’s standing on top of a bus in the center of a wrecked intersection. He’s holding a dark-haired, gangly teenager, clearly using the kid as a bargaining chip. At this point, Kang is clearly losing the fight and is looking for an escape route.

Steve winces as Kang hurls his human shield in the direction of the camera and bolts. The poor teen bounces on the pavement, bangs his head, then skids to a rest close enough to make out his face in the video.

Steve almost drops the tablet. The kid is Tony. He’s at least fifteen years younger, mustache barely grown in, and bleeding from his forehead, but -- still Tony.

***She by isozyme

Iron Man is strong and muscular and masculine, and Tony Stark wears a three-piece suit and walks with his hips stiff.  No colors other than navy or muted red. No prints bolder than a pinstripe. No luxurious silks and linens. His outfits are tailored to hang crisp and straight, his slacks hemmed to a conservative medium break.  The public won’t know. Nobody will go digging deeper, for classified ads and witnesses who remember him from half a decade ago. Steve will never find out all the ways Tony’s ruined himself.

The Art of Winning by KandiSheek

During an Avengers bootcamp, Steve gets the mission to make Tony say the words "You win" or "I give up" to Steve specifically. Which would be fine if Tony didn't seem completely incapable of admitting defeat.

In the end, desperate times call for desperate measures. And it's not like it was Steve's idea to play gay chicken. He can hardly be held responsible for the consequences.

***In His Eyes, You’ll Get a Glimpse by ralsbecket 

People tell him it’s supposed to be beautiful, seeing what your Soulmate sees.

Turbulence by KandiSheek

Steve has a major headache, and the businessman douchebag yelling into his phone at the airport isn't helping. There's only so much Steve can stand before he gets up and puts the guy in his place.

Finding out that they're actually seat neighbors is beyond awkward. Especially when Steve's anxiety kicks in as they fly right through a storm.

But as it turns out, the guy isn't as much of a douchebag as Steve first thought.

your kiss is on my list by robertdowneyjjr

The last thing Tony expected when Captain America was unfrozen and came back to life and had a verbal spat with Tony before teaming up to battle an army of aliens together, was for the super soldier to one day show up at the door to his workshop with a bouquet of sunflowers and ask him out on a date.

Teenage-Tony, who had two Cap posters (one in his dorm at MIT and one in his childhood bedroom), a stolen key to Howard’s room full of Cap memorabilia, and his own one-of-a-kind homemade Captain America almanac, would have been thrilled. Adult-Tony, who at the ripe old age of 43 is only now slowly trying to properly address his decades of internalized self-worth issues, thinks this is too good to be true.

rough enough for love by silkspectred

The first time they had sex was right after their first kiss. Steve dropped to his knees and then Tony reciprocated after making Steve lie down on the bed. The second time it was Steve that initiated it, slow handjobs under the hot spray of the shower, and Tony looked surprised by it. Like it was weird that Steve wanted it. Wanted him.

[ddejavvu]

ok so obviously we have a well established stranger things hybrid hive on here which is so flourished and lovely

but it recently got me thinking abt mauraders hybrids. like ofc ik they have their animal counterparts and animagus selves already, but it could be a super cute play on too!!

like, tell me u cannot see remus lupin as a sweet, slightly grumpy, otter hybrid who’s life purpose is to hold hands as often as possible!! he loves bathing and just floating around on his back in the bath, blank stare as u try ur hardest to shampoo the bubbles into his hair, content with not helping even a bit. brings u little trinkets that he often steals from sirius’ hoard stash, smile on his face and so proud of himself until sirius stalks over (which either leads to a small brawl, or sirius hogging you for the rest of the night - if Remus has the audacity to give you his treasures, then you’ll become one of siris treasures too. no backsies)

sirius black being a little pedigree cat, all proud and yowling and getting into cat fights over even the briefest look that he could consider as sour. he’s the type of cat who’ll bat bat bat his owner with his paw if he feels even just slightly under appreciated. he can make do with regular food, but he’ll definitely prefer the richer ones. absolutely throws a fit if you don’t give him enough kisses, or if he thinks you’re favouring a n y o n e over him. he will straight out tell everyone he’s your favourite, because the more he says it, the likelier it is to be true in his head

horrifically clingy, albeit a little co dependent, nanny dog james potter. like the dog from Peter Pan, 100%. he’s big and slobbery and just full of love. let’s sirius bat at him whenever he feels the need to; james thinks it’s bats of love. will sit at the door when u bathe Remus, unsure if he’s pouting bc he wants to help you, or get in the bath himself, or if he wants to get in the bath with you allll. the ungodly amount of slobber this man tries to lay on you in relaxed moments is insane. maybe it’s one of those days where u come home or wake up and ur heads pounding, and u just need to nap, all lethargic and sore throated. u best believe james is gonna become a weighted (sloppy) blanket for as long as he feels. not u. him. he knows what u need better than u do (really just a ploy to let u get loved on, especially if ur more of a reserved, shy, quiet, touch-avoidant or easy breezy kind of person)

ALSO: sirius definitely finds a little bell on one of his treasure hunt adventures. u decide then that maybe he’d love a sleek little collar/necklace with a bell on it if he loves this throwaway bell sm, it also can’t hurt that sirius goes a little wonky at the idea of being owned or belonging to you anyone. he goes quiet when u give it to him, zones out stare, but quickly put it on etcetc. sirius’ biggest rival, remus, immediately is jealous and want one too. sirius concedes but only after a lengthy battle and only if you promise he’ll have a completely different design to his own sleek, black, pleated leather one. remus gets a thicker, greener, band with a bell. James is just happy to be there (but it’s a little unfair, he’s been so good about all of this so you get him a cutesy braided red one with a little golden bell, and also treat him to matching baby blue ribbons bracelets!!)

can also see them wanting an even more perm any form of this, insisting u all go out and get proper matching jewellery:,))

cw: hybrid au with poly!hyrbid!marauders. don't like don't read, or block the tag 'hybrid au' below. hybrid au faq

OH WHAT :(( my dream <3

otter!remus what if i cried!! he's a cuddler for sure, his hand is always always always in your own and he's a big clinger if you ever try breaking away <3 omg yes he lives for bath time, but he won't get in unless you promise you'll be there to shampoo and scrub his hair :') also, james and sirius are not allowed in the bathroom during bath time, because they're too rowdy and demanding of your attention and hey that's remus's >:(

omg cat!sirius!!! i think i've only ever gotten dog hybrid!sirius before, bc of his animagus, but i adore little black cat hybrid sirius who hates everyone but you kind of thing :') he's a menace, he whacks you all the time (never to hurt you, just to get your attention), and yes james lets him so he's the most common target, poor guy </3 he pitches fits every day, but he does know your limits, and if you're having a particularly bad day, he'll be all grumbly butting his head into your chest like was gonna complain about how cold it is but didn't wanna piss you off. jus' keep me warm instead.

dog hybrid!james !!!!!!!!!!! omg, i think the dog in peter pan was a st bernard, right?? biiiig buff beefy dog hybrid james who has massive arms and an even more massive heart <3 smooching is his favorite hobby, you're pretty much always under barrage of either his puckered lips or messy swipes of his tongue, no matter what you're doing. you could be sweeping the floors and he'll find a way to kiss you up. he's a big snuggler too, he loves just flopping his entire body on you and snoozing away, probably drooling into your neck

omg omg omg you propose the collars as, like, bracelets or something, but sirius takes it SO seriously (hehe). he puts it on faster than you think is possible, latches it proudly, and keeps stretching his neck out so everyone sees it standing proudly against his skin. and yeah, remus is pissed. you have to shut down their arguments and get them to the shops that night because Remus refuses to sleep without one. Personally, James doesn't need one, he knows any hybrid who tries approaching him will be able to smell you all over him from how much he flattens himself on you, and that's enough for him, but he really does loooove the red one you get him, he makes you put it on for him and he'll shiver when you trace your fingers over it while he's flopped on top of you <3

[sollucets]

hehehehe prompts 1 and 3 for akk and aye????

zo my beloved friend thank u so kindly for indulging me ✨💜 i have gotten to it at long last!!!

1 (touching foreheads) + 3 (hiding face in neck) from the touch prompts; just under 700 words of g-rated sickfic fluff. i didn’t set it any specific time, but i imagine we are just a little bit postcanon (& thus still a little new)

💜

“You’d appreciate this role reversal if you were functional enough to notice it, Bigfoot,” Aye tells Akk’s sleeping form as he sets his phone aside on the nightstand next to an empty glass. Akk’s hand in his is uncomfortably hot, but he can’t move it. He’d been holding it when Akk fell asleep about half an hour ago, and moving would be a crime on the level of taking a cat off his lap. 

Akk sleeps on, oblivious. He’s only under one sheet and the AC is running, but he still looks shiny with sweat. Aye’s efforts with a damp towel earlier had seemed to help, but at this point it seems just from looking that he’s right back where he’d been before. It’s frankly anxiety-inducing. It doesn’t matter that this is just a cold, that it’s probably just because of stress from upcoming exams and that Akk will be better soon. There’s a cold little lump at the base of Aye's ribcage that had abandoned all logic the moment they’d first checked Akk’s temperature. 

He’d flat refused to leave Akk alone in his dorm to suffer like his stupid, self-sacrificing boyfriend had wanted to, and he’s been with him since bringing him home. As a result, it’s probably already too late if he’s going to get sick too, and it’s with that justification that Aye braces himself over Akk with his free hand and a knee and leans down enough to touch their foreheads together. 

Akk’s skin is still too hot, but he thinks it’s at least cooler than last time. Sighing, he makes to pull back from his somewhat precarious position, but stops when he notices Akk’s eyelids fluttering. 

Those big eyes blink open after a second. They look a little glassy at first, struggling to focus on Aye right in front of his face, but Akk manages after a second. 

“Hi, baby,” Aye tells him, squeezing his other hand. “How are you feeling?” 

Akk hums, staring up with a somewhat blank expression. Even with the sallow cast of his skin, the flush sitting high on his cheekbones makes him look the kind of adorable that under normal circumstances would make Aye want to poke him for a reaction. “I’m okay,” Akk says after a moment, slowly like he’d forgotten he was asked something. “I think.”

Typical. “Does your head still hurt?”

Akk nods just the tiniest bit, lips in what Aye is fairly certain is an unconscious pout. 

Leaning forward, Aye kisses the spot where he’d touched their foreheads together before and then makes to pull away. Again, he’s stopped; Akk puts his free hand up and clings to the front of his shirt. It’s a weak grip by his normal standards, and Aye could pull away, but—

“Where are you going?” asks Akk, in a small voice. Combined with that pout, the effect is devastating. Aye prays for strength and doesn’t find it, instead opting to collapse to Akk’s other side so he can stay close without putting his full weight on his sick, overheated boyfriend. Their arms stretch across Akk’s chest, fingers still tangled, and Aye’s head is on Akk’s shoulder, face neatly tucked into his neck to hide from those big sad eyes. 

“I was going to get you more water,” Aye says. “You should probably be drinking. It’ll help your head, since I can’t give you more painkillers yet.”

Akk makes a grumbly little noise in the back of his throat. “Don’t leave me.” 

They’re already melting together in this bed, AC unable to hold up against the sun and Akk’s own internal temperature, but Aye thinks he’s become a puddle. It’s not fair, his stubborn, prickly Bigfoot made all vulnerable and honest only through suffering like this. “Okay,” he says, soft. “I’m not going anywhere.” 

Ten minutes later, once Akk is asleep again, he’ll extract himself very carefully and creep downstairs to get more water and a compress, of course. But it’s not a lie in the way that matters, so he thinks they’ll both forgive him.