#heyy just did finals and moved and i am back

[blaintism]

GLEEFUL PAINTBOX PROJECT 2.19 “Rumours”

[aklaustaleteller]

heyy how are you! i have this idea that wont leave my head, the reader is scared of love and runs away from it and keeps pushing anyone that tries anything away, but klaus does everything to prove to her that his intentions are pure, and after he does with a little while, she find out about him being a hybrid (maybe she gets really scared) and he has to grovel his way into her life

Mendable Inside Your Ribs

Y/n, all her life, had reached for love and then felt her white-knuckled dying grip on it slip. Then suddenly, Klaus comes in her life looking like the light at the end of the tunnel – and maybe, just maybe, their monsters have more in common than they originally thought.

Warnings - Mentions of animalistic urges, monstrosity, blood, wounds and bruises but it's all in a metamorphic manner (well, except for the blood)

Word Count - 3.2k

Masterlist | please reblog the fic if you like it!

Finally, Anon, I'm posting your request! I'm so sorry I took so long, but I truly hope that you find the wait worth it once you're done reading this! I could've written this in an entirely different and simpler manner, but I was already half-way through it already written it in a poetic/metamorphic way, so I hope you guys still enjoy it for I am quite proud <3 Please do tell me if you do!

Y/n, all her life, had reached for love and then felt her white-knuckled dying grip on it slip. So many times had it happened that now she was found sat with her hair tangled, dried blood and dirt on her face and inside her nails with crooked teeth, clawing at her own skin sitting in a corner, rocking herself back and forth to comfort herself as she saw love creeping towards her with a smile so sinister that it could make shivers run down the devil’s spine. 

From her parents shaming her for wanting something so simple as love, to her romantic partners who’d always stumble a couple steps back upon realising just how hungry she was for love – how animalistic she could get just for an ounce of it. 

All of it turned her into a person as cold as a tombstone standing over a dead person’s grave, unfeeling and unmoving.

But when she would feel, it felt like her own heart was pushing her head under the water, holding her in there until she had only one more breath left in her. It made her want to snarl and to hiss, to bite and to claw at the person who made her heart leap out of her chest. 

Which would then make her turn and run the other way as fast as her feet could carry her, back to the corner where she belonged. Sometimes she would raise her head and look at the walls inside of her, reading the numbers she had madly tally-marked on them to keep track of just how many days she had kept herself chained there. And somewhere along the passing time, she’d begun defeatedly losing count.

Yet as she sat in that very corner and raised her head this time, she saw something bright. Almost like a light at the end of the tunnel. So she’d gotten forward on her hands and moved on her knees, curiosity pulling her forward until she reached the border which she’d have to cross to get to the other side. 

And that’s when she saw him standing there – Klaus Mikaelson. Smiling down upon her like she was the cutest lamb he’d ever come across, instead of falling backwards because he actually saw the love-hungry animal that she was. 

So, she had taken it upon herself to back off, and ran away from him. But horror crept over her and held her tight when she saw that he had followed her back inside, back to her corner where she resided. 

“Love,” she heard him whisper as he brought his open hands in front of him, wanting her to place her own calloused ones in them and come with him. 

But she never did, always turning away with a growl so that he’d leave. But every time she’d look his way to check if he’d finally left, she’d find him still standing there, with that same smile and those same open arms. 

“Go away, Klaus,” she said coldly, looking away so her dead eyes wouldn’t have to witness hurt flash through his starry eyes. 

He wanted nothing more than for her to see herself the way he saw her. Wanted for her to know that he was the one who’s undeserving of her love, actually. He was the animal here, not her.

But she profusely denied all of his pleas and begs, holding herself strictly uptight so that she wouldn’t fall into pieces upon him and crush him under the weight of all her grief, anger and tragedy. 

He just couldn't seem to get through to her, no matter how hard he tried. So he just decided to remain persistent, and show her how truly pure his intentions are via small acts. Like buying her gifts that he knew would matter to her, such as those small plants that never grow, or random postcards that he knew she put up on her walls, or books that he’d annotated for her to get her to take a glimpse into the way he saw her.

But sometimes, those acts got rather intimate. Like that time he brushed her hair for her for a week long when she had broken her wrist, or that night when he took her feet in his lap to massage them gently after she’d given her best performance on stage. Hell he’d even gone as far as to cook for her on especially hard nights so that he could feed her his love. 

And maybe he was just growing delusional now, but he was beginning to feel like she was taking down her walls around him brick by brick. She no longer glared at him with those ice cold eyes when he would enter into a close proximity to her, nor did she sneer at him to go away. 

Instead, he saw her eyes grow a little wider when he’d enter the same room as her, the dead stare tucking itself away for other people as some life took a dive in her eyes. And he heard a lullaby in her voice when she’d greet him back, her body turned towards him and eyes on him to give him all of her attention.

That’s how he knew that he had brought her away from that corner and back to the very border, again. And he also knew that he now had to tread carefully so that she wouldn’t go back, tumbling away from him. 

And Klaus didn’t know if the Salvatore brothers telling her all about the supernatural world, about who The Klaus Mikaelson was, was his fault or not. 

But what he did blame himself for, was for lowering his guard when he’d brought her just one step away from crossing the border and loosened his grip on her because the moment she was told about his past, not only did she go fumbling back but she also left crescent moons dug in his shoulders from when she’d been shaking him, sobbing loudly and crying out for him to tell her that all of it wasn’t true.

But Klaus couldn’t lie to her, so he’d stood frozen with tears spilling from his eyes as she ran back to her corner, tally-marking another day after so long that her eyes had taken a moment to adjust to the darkness that surrounded her again, this time, more like an evilly laughing capturer instead of holding her in it’s arms like a pitiful mother. 

Y/n awoke this morning with her eyes puffed up, it happened every time she went to sleep exhausted out of her mind. And as the flashes of last night began reeling through her mind again, her eyes grew moist and her vision grew blurry while she climbed down the stairs to go into the kitchen. 

Grabbing a glass of water she chugged it down, leaning over the sink and mumbling to herself that everything was fine, that she was fine. Her eyes remained shut but tears slipped out regardless, sniffling sounds echoing through her house as she tried not to retain any of the information that had been dumped on her. 

“He’s a …hybrid,” Stefan had said, looking at her through his lashes like he was talking to a child about how tooth fairies aren’t real.  

“And what’s that?” She asked, a feeling in her gut telling her that it was, in no way, a sweet creature. 

“He’s half vampire, and half werewolf,” Damon finished saying behind her. 

Breath was knocked out of her lungs at that. She’d always had her suspicions about some certain people surrounding her, like Stefan and Damon themselves, but never once had she felt anything remotely scary when Klaus would stand in front of her. 

Perhaps it was because of his big starry eyes, and those unruly blonde curls that he kept trimmed for some reason. Or those dimples that would shy away from her gaze and that mouth which would always stretch into a smile upon her sight. Or, those hands that held her so gingerly, and those feet that held the weight of her body as he carried her home. 

And maybe it was the fact that he’d never once told her about this himself, that hurt the worse. He had lied to her, or kept the truth from her, dare she say to defend his honour. But it felt like a punch square in the chest when she learned about the blood that stained his hands, his clothes, his face and his mouth. 

Despite that horrifying revelation, she had run straight to his home and shouted at him to come outside. And the moment he had, she was pushing and shoving at him, putting her hands on his shoulders and shaking him, crying – “tell me they are lying! Tell me that you aren’t what they say you are, that you have no blood on your hands!” 

“Tell me!” She had broken down, resting her head on his chest as she let out the sobs. 

“Tell me this wasn’t your intention!” She shook him again and Klaus had opened his mouth to agree with her, but she had fallen to her knees then, looking up at him with tears staining her cheeks and blood swirling in her eyes. 

“Please don’t take me home,” she had told him despite the hot tears streaming down her face and fog settling in her mind. “I can never go home now,” she whispered, scared. 

Home was something that was supposed to be a constant in one's life, that one returned to every single day. And there hadn’t been anything like that for her until Klaus. And now that the shelter of his frame had been uprooted and thrown away, cold rain scraped at her skin all over again as she scrambled around to find her corner to go back to. 

She didn’t want that corner to be her home but time and time again, it was proven to her that it was – whether she liked that or not. 

Taking deep breaths to gather herself, Y/n went back up to her room to get ready for the day – knowing that all she was going to do was read and write and water her dying plants and maybe bake some biscuits that she was never going to get Klaus to taste now. 

And just as she came back to make her first cup of tea, she heard a hissing sound and turned to see a paper that had been folded into half. It had been slipped in through the crack underneath the door. 

She picked it up and opened it, immediately recognising Klaus’ handwriting. 

Y/n,

I know I’ve wounded you deeply by keeping who I truly am from you. But spending so much time with you, I’d somehow mistaken myself to be just the Klaus Mikaelson that you saw. I'm the one who’s wrong at that part, forgive me for it. I never meant to lie to you, perhaps, I was waiting for the right time. But it’s never the right time, is it? I’ve learned that now. 

And while I’m sure the brothers told you enough, I’d still like to introduce myself to you all over again. This time, by laying all my defences down. I should’ve said it then and there, but something came over me and I couldn’t form words. But I hope you’d believe me when I tell you that hurting you was not my intention – it’s something far far away from what I truly do intend. 

My family is hosting a traditional ball tonight. Please save this sick lover of yours a dance. And, you need not fret for I have brought you a dress, come outside? 

Yours truly,

Klaus

A deep weight rested itself on top of Y/n’s chest as she slowly walked towards her door, and opened it. She’d been expecting to see Klaus, but instead there was a box on her porch with a silk bow resting on top of it. She sat down and brought it to her lap, opening it to reveal a blue dress, folded neatly inside the box. 

She knew she was going – there was no doubt about that. But what did gnaw at her, was the chance of what would happen when she’d get there. She wanted to accept the feeling that told her he wouldn't hurt her. And yet, a tremor coursed through her body as she sat and sipped on her tea, waiting for the evening to roll around. 

She wanted for him to unleash himself and show her who he truly is, so that she can love him for him. She didn’t want to fall in love with just his bruised upper skin – no. She wanted to get to know him, inside and out. Wanted to know what his guts found intimidating and what his soul found peaceful. 

But if he wasn’t going to show her that, then nothing could ever make her clean herself up and rid herself of all the wounds that had been inflicted upon her, so that she doesn’t bleed on him from the cut that he didn’t inflict. She had a feelling that maybe, just maybe – there monsters had more in common than they thought they had. 

There must be a reason behind the blood tainting his skin, perhaps, it was thrust upon him for all she knew! Maybe he didn’t want to be the monster that he had been turned into. 

And if that’s true, Y/n wondered if she would still want to unravel him if it turned out that he was just a monster that had no other driving force apart from some personal fun. 

So she dressed herself up for the night. Prepared to listen to him and ask him questions if he wouldn’t have answered them already in his explanation. 

Entering the mansion that she always ran far away from, Y/n took a huge breath before wandering her eyes around to search for the one and only. And It didn’t take long before their eyes locked, with him already looking at her with rather guilty eyes and a relieved smile for she had shown up. 

Walking to her, Klaus took in a shaky breath as he fixed his suite. He was nervous, hell, scared even. Honestly, terrified that tonight might be the final time he would see her and the final memory he’d have of her would be of her sprinting away from him for she couldn’t bear the sight of the ugly monster he had ended up growing into. 

“You came,” Klaus smiled, looking at her with those same starry eyes except tonight they were shining because of the sheen layer of tears glossing them up. 

“You asked me to,” she shrugged faintly, her mouth cold to sight but her eyes were big and almost smiling up at him. 

With her hand still in his’ from when he had bent down to kiss the back of it, Klaus walked her over to the vacant balcony – nothing to witness the tragedy but the sky that had itself gotten dressed in its best constellations and ornament, the moon.

Klaus wanted to believe his heart when it told him that she would listen to him and try to love him, but his head’s juxtaposition was not gentle. It prepared him for the worst, reminding him of how no one had ever loved him before, and no one would now. For all that was true, he had only gotten worse over time. 

“To hurt you, was never my intention,” he whispered, his big eyes looking into hers. 

“It is true that I am a Hybrid – a vampire and a werewolf. It is also true that I’m covered in blood from head to toe, from my bones to my skin, I am drenched in it.”

His legs were growing jittery and breathing was becoming harder to do than it should be. But his hold on her hand only tightened, tears collecting on his bottom lash line. 

“It is true that I am a monster. One with a heart that doesn’t beat and a soul that feasts upon the love it never gets,” with his free hand, Klaus wiped the tear as it slipped down the slope of his cheek. 

She only stood still in front of him, urging him with her eyes to go on. Her own breathing ragged as she began seeing him and listening to him

“But I need you to know, before you leave tonight,” his voice shook as he stole his eyes from hers for a second to gain back his courage, as all of it had been spent the moment he mentioned her inevitable departure. “That I would never hurt you, I never can, hurt you,” he assured her, searching her eyes for anything. 

“I truly am in love with you. And I will take forever to show you that if that’s what you’ll ask of me,” bringing her hand to his chest, he rested it there. “I want you to lay yourself bare in front of me so that I can show you that even your ugliest is loved by me,” he whispered.

“Say something, please,” he almost cried, his voice cracked, not having anticipated her departure to come so soon. 

“I –,” Y/n began, her voice hoarse due to not having used it for so long. “I think I can love you, Klaus,” she uttered, looking away from his eyes, fearing that he was going to deny her heart upon realising just how ugly and bruised and beaten it is.

Upon the realisation that sure, her insides are a million colours – but they are all shades of blue. 

And when the deafening silence got too much for her to bear, she turned away from him to make a run back home. 

But her hand felt to have gotten caught in something and she was pulled right back, into a hard and vulnerable chest as her mouth felt something soft press itself hardly against it. 

Klaus’ mouth. 

His mouth was on hers and one of his hands was curled against the back of her neck while the other cradled her face with force. 

Everything inside of her erupted into flames as she tilted her face to better mould it against his’, and fisted the curls on the nape of his neck, pushing him further into her while bending her back to accept the force. 

“Say it again,” he breathed, breaking the kiss and resting his forehead on hers, his tears slipping from his eyes and falling onto her cheeks. 

“I think,” she exhaled sharply, trying to catch her breath while her eyes remained stuck on his mouth. “I think I can love you,” she confessed again, instantly moving her lips in sync with his’ as he kissed her desperately, finally. 

“My heart – it is shabby and broken but it’s already yours,” she choked out. “And it’s only mendable inside your ribs,” her shoulders shook as she cried, now fisting the shirt of his collar to keep him close to her. 

“My love, your heart – it, it is safe with me,” he breathed with her, trying to calm his racing heart down. “And my heart will forever beat on your command,” sniffling, he tucked her hair behind her ear, gently lifting her face to seal his confession by breathing in her breath and letting her take away his’ as he pressed his mouth against hers, once again. 

[landorris]

melbourne anymore l oscar piatri x ex!reader

summary; where oscar and yn decide break up but they’re not very good at staying friends. part two

fc; madison beer

warnings; english is not my first language, kinda sad but cute, inspired by “kansas anymore” by role model <3

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yourusername

liked by redbullracing, maxverstappen and others

yourusername oh f1 you’ve been good to me! thank you to @redbullracing for inviting me for the weekend and congratulations @maxverstappen1 on your win, amazing performance! 🦁🧡🏆

user1 first we don’t hear about yn for months, and then when we hear is f1 related AND about max…… WHAT HAPPEN WITH OSCAR

user2 yall i think they broke up

redbullracing thanks for coming queen! hope to see you again soon! our writing’s on the wall tell us you’ll be back 👀💙💙

yourusername 💙💙💙

user3 that last part is kinda sus

user4 what is yn up to

maxverstappen1 thank you yn!! hope to see you again soon!

yourusername hope to see you again soon to max!

user5 this friendship is amazing

yn’s phone

a month later….

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri thank you australia for this weekend, felt good to be home! 🇦🇺🦘🐨

user1 yn liking oh man…

user2 the friendship bracelets 💞💞💞

user3 yn is in australia, you think she was there?

user4 great race osc!

yn’s phone, first is the night after the race, second is the morning after

a few weeks later…

f1gossip

liked by user1, user2 and others

f1gossip spotted! oscar piastri walking around the paddock with a new girl! we haven’t seen him with a girl since he broke up with yn, seems like he moved on! we love to see him happy😁😁

user1 im pretty sure that’s norris sister

user2 lando would never let this happen

user3 yeah look at his happy face 😑

landossister that’s me! he was just keeping me company cuz my brother abandoned me, i also happen to have a boyfriend so please confirm everything before you post things like this, thanks!🧡

(ps. do you have any ideia how hard it is to find a photo of this man with lily where he isn’t all smiley and giggling????????? this man is IN love)

yn’s phone

moths later…

yourusername story

replies:

user1 oscar???

user2 who’s the musician guy?👀

yourbestfriend FINALLY

yourusername it’s coming out today i can’t belive

yourusername do you think people will like it?

yourusername what if he gets mad

yourbestfriend they’ll like it

yourbestfriend and he’ll be proud just like i am

yourusername i love you

yourbestfriend i love you too

yourusername

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yourusername heyy!! so i’ve been working on something for a few months now and i am more than proud to announce that my first album just came out!! i actually loved how this turned out and i hope you do to🫧🫧🫧🪽 melbourne anymore is now ours in all streaming plataforms 🤍🤍

yourbestfriend SO SO SO SO PROUD OF YOU

yourusername I LOVE YOU

user1 i didn’t know you could sing wtf

user2 this is amazing

user3 on repeat

user4 track five omg

user5 this is def about him

user6 mom and dad broke up

user7 a breakup album about oscar was not on my 2024 bingo card

user8 they still in love with each other

user9 superglue is so cute😭😭

user10 OSCAR LIKING😭😭😭😭😭😭

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri I dreamt of this day as a little kid back in Australia. A trutly unbelivable feeling. Thank you to everyone who helped me and everyone who belived in me. One down too many more to go 🧡🫧🪽

mclaren SHOW THEM HOW IT’S DONE

landonorris proud of you brother

user1 OMG OSCAR WON

user2 NOT HIM WINNING AFTER THE YN ALBUM

user3 the emoji choice😟 '

user4 yn must be so proud

user5 i wonder if he heard the album

yn’s phone

let me know if you liked it, and in case you did vote here to decide the ending, thank you for reading it!💞🪽🫧💘🐨

[daisymbin]

heyy:) may i request suggestive #20 with seungcheol? hope you're having a good day 🫶

ofc!! so sorry for the late reply :(

full prompt list!

check out my masterlist! // cheol's m.list

suggest prompt #20: "you're not as innocent as you look, are you?"

the air in the room was thick, charged with a tension neither of you acknowledged out loud. seungcheol lounged on the couch, one arm resting along the back as his dark eyes tracked your every move. the weight of his gaze was enough to make your cheeks warm, though you pretended not to notice.

“come here,” he said, his voice low, the kind of tone that sent a shiver down your spine.

you glanced up from your phone, feigning innocence. “i am here.”

he smirked, the curve of his lips a silent challenge. “don’t play dumb. you know what i mean, come sit on my lap.”

your pulse quickened at his boldness, and you hesitated just long enough for his smirk to widen. still, you set your phone aside and stood, the anticipation building as you crossed the small space between you.

when you settled on his thighs, his hands immediately found your waist, firm and steady, his fingers pressing lightly into your skin.

“comfortable?” he asked, his voice tinged with amusement, though his dark gaze told a different story.

“for now,” you replied, tilting your head slightly, challenging him back in your own way.

he didn’t waste any time. his lips captured yours in a kiss that was both tender and demanding, his hand sliding up your back to pull you closer. you melted into him, fingers threading through his hair, feeling the soft strands against your skin.

but when you tugged lightly at his bottom lip, he broke away with a low, breathless laugh, his brows furrowing as if in mock disbelief.

“where the hell did you learn that from?” he asked, his tone teasing but laced with something sharper—jealousy, maybe, or possessiveness.

you bit back a grin, brushing a strand of hair away from his forehead. “from you.”

his lips parted in surprise before he laughed, the sound low and rich in the quiet room. “you learn fast, huh?”

you tilted your head, letting the grin finally spread across your face. “only when it’s worth it.”

his grip on your waist tightened, his thumbs brushing the skin beneath your shirt, sending sparks through you. “is that right?”

“mhmm,” you hummed, leaning forward to brush your lips against his in a teasing kiss.

he growled softly, his hands sliding up to cup your face as he deepened the kiss, all traces of restraint slipping away. his lips moved against yours with a kind of desperation, like he needed to claim every part of you.

when his lips trailed down to your jaw, then to the sensitive spot just below your ear, your breath hitched, and he chuckled softly against your skin.

“you’re not as innocent as you look, are you?” he murmured, his voice a little rough now, sending a flush of heat straight through you.

you shivered, your hands tightening their grip on his shoulders. “maybe not,” you managed, your voice barely a whisper.

his hands slipped beneath your shirt, palms warm against your skin as he tilted his head to look at you. his gaze was dark, filled with a possessive hunger that made your stomach flip. “good,” he said simply, his voice low and full of promise.

he shifted slightly, pulling you even closer, his lips ghosting over yours. “because i'm not quite done with you yet.”

[etherealstar-writes]

I WANNA BE YOURS | LIONESSES X READER | PT 12

pairings: lionesses x reader

summary: in which you're accidentally added to a random group chat, not knowing they're all actually famous footballers, and obliviously end up having many of them competing for your love and attention.

part: twelve

part one here

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THE NATIONAL DIVING TEAM

the REAL karate kid HOLD ON I FELL ASLEEP AND THIS IS WHAT I WAKE UP TO Y/N BAE WHAT IS THIS 😭

elton OMG LESSI MY MEMES SKILLZ ARE FINALLY RUBBING OFF ON YA

stairway still cannot believe this tho y/n 😔

neev neither 😔

willybum the betrayal 😔

the REAL karate kid y/n just so you know, we are not okay 😔

lotte 😔

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ so um ....

neev Y/NNN YOU'RE ALIVE HOW WAS THE DATE

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ he never showed up got stood up 😔

elton oh

stairway that is so sad

willybum that truly is terrible to hear

the REAL karate kid very sad

neev that really sucks

meado you idiots! atleast be nice and pretend to actually feel bad! ignore them y/n i'm really sorry to hear that he didn't deserve you at all

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ thank you beffy 🥺 it's fine gonna thrive in my single life forever i guess 😔✊

stairway well y/n i'm free tonight 👀

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ so am i 👀

willybum absolutely not we have our semis tomorrow you're not going anywhere

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ that is very unfortunate georgia 😔 maybe one day

stairway 😔

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ you know now that i'm getting better at my woso knowledge do a few of your teammates just not like messaging? bcuz there's a few not on this chat

neev hold on a sec you're right! chloe, esme, kirby, turner and zelem aren't even in the chat

staiway you forgot to add them ??

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ and you guys just realised 😭😭

elton shhhhh i'll add them now

elton added ona batlle

elton oh nuggets

the REAL karate kid HELP

elton i am walking and eating a donut and i accidentally clicked on the wrong person

willybum added katie

willybum do not trust ella to add people to this chat anymore

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ omg hey ona!

kie oh my days

ona batlle hello! :) i am not on the england team?

earpsy you qualify to be here anyway don't ya worry

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ ona, may i just say you are very peng

stairway Y/N.

neev peng 😭😭

ona batlle i am not sure what that means but i can only assume that it is good so thank you!

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ do you think i'm peng?

ona batlle yes sure! of course!

stairway 😐😐

katie ur ugly

elton hey katie! nice to see you too

katie i was talking to you

elton that is not nice

katie neither is being friends with you

elton i am not sure where this attitude has come from

willybum i love this new zelem

katie i hope you fall in the shower

willybum i take that back

katie HAHAHA HELP

neev WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING

katie HAH WILLYBUM THESE NAMES 😭😭 and i'm not katie zelem

meado i cannot believe how you guys keep doing this you added katie mccabe not zelem

elton OMG IT WASN'T ME IT WAS LEAH I DIDNT DO IT THIS TIME

rusty metal you literally added ona earlier ...

willybum changed the name katie to mccard

mccard was that name really necessary? really?

willybum yes.

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ OMG THE KATIE MCCABE ILY

mccard hello y/n ❤️

willybum absolutely not stay away from our y/n mccabe

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ OMG CAN WE ADD STEPH CATLEY TOO I LOVE HER

the REAL karate kid HUH

stairway hey hey hey you're supposed to be the lionesses' biggest fan what is this betrayal

neev yeah 😔😔

mccard added steph

meado STEPHYY hey girl!

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ OMG OMG NO ONE MOVE

steph katie did you add me here to get attacked bcuz i'm aussie? and heyy beffy!

mccard not this time :)

steph national diving time?! help 😭😭

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ omg hi!! ily you're amazing

steph aww thank you y/n!!

stairway look toone what have you done everyone's stealing y/n away from us now

elton how is any of this my fault?!!

the REAL karate kid it is

neev it is

lotte it is

willybum it is

earpsy it is

brightness it is

daily it is

stairway it is

rusty metal it is

meado it is

mccard it is

elton

i hate you all so much

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part thirteen here

[littlebumblebeesstuff]

Request: heyy idk if you write for bucky barnes but if you do could you do a bucky x little reader who's never had someone who actually cared for her? like she never had a cg or her parents always neglected her so she keeps feeling like shes a burden to Bucky?

For @crazyforbarnes - I hope you enjoy!

Notes: GN!Reader, fluff, angst, mentions of trust issues and neglect

Not alone anymore

Work. Home. Eat. Sleep.

Work. Home. Eat. Sleep.

Work. Home. Eat. Sleep.

The repetitive routine was long and hard but you just kept pushing through. You had always had to work hard and you had no choice but to work in the little downtown cafe to pay rent and bills.

Of course Bucky had tried to encourage you to move in with him, but you were so ingrained into your own personal survival mode that you kept refusing.

The only escape you had was stepping into your little apartment, or into Bucky's floor in the Tower and letting yourself regress.

Unfortunately, there was a difference between regressing alone and with Bucky.

When alone you could be as little as 3, and you had the small spare room as your little space so that you wouldn't hurt yourself.

With Bucky, you never got younger than 6/7.

To say you had parental issues was an overstatement. Born the 7th child of a family that couldn't care for themselves you were often neglected and left to look after yourself.

So when Bucky stepped into his place as your dada, you couldn't stop yourself from still trying to be independent.

It was finally the weekend and you were staying with Bucky in the Tower. He was in the kitchen cooking as you finished up some paperwork.

You had been pushing away your regression for the whole week, under pressure to finish this project but now you were just overwhelmed, over tired, hungry, and frustrated.

All too big for your little brain to handle at the moment.

Bucky had a 6th sense about your regression. He knew that you were holding back but he always let you do what you wanted to do so that he could build that trust. He knew that you struggled to let anyone in and to let yourself be loved, but he hated seeing how hard you worked yourself because you believed that was the only way you would be worthy of attention and praise.

With a dish towel slung over his shoulder he walked up behind you where you were working at the dining table and gently starts to rub your shoulders, hoping to give you a little nudge towards regressing.

"Hiya pumpkin, dinner is almost ready. How about we get you into some comfies, huh?"

His voice was a soft rumble, tugging at that loose thread in your head in hopes that it would all unravel.

"Can't da-Bucky, gotta finish 'dis" Your own words were soft and slurred as you did feel yourself slipping.

The appeal of getting into comfy pjs and cuddling your dada while a movie played was slowly starting to take over the urge to finish the project.

"Hmmm.... Pumpkin, it's not your job to finish all this. You can go in on Monday and your team can help you. You need to rest too. You deserve it"

You shook your head, doubling down on your work. Your stubbornness drew a sigh from Bucky who gently took the pencil from you and pulled the chair away from the desk so you couldn't keep working.

He squatted down, cool metal hand cupping your cheek as he guides you to look at him.

"Baby, it's time to stop. No more working tonight, how about we-"

"But I have to finish dis!" You normally would never interrupt Bucky, but right now you were on the verge of regressing and also your exhaustion and frustration was starting to manifest itself as a temper tantrum.

Rather than getting frustrated, Bucky held your hands in his, attempting to calm you down a little bit.

"Pumpkin... can you tell me why you don't want me to look after you and help you regress? Am I doing something wrong?"

Bucky felt confused. He worked so hard to make you feel safe and comfortable when you regressed, but it was as if you didn't trust him.

"I- I, you not doing something wrong.." Your speech started to slip more and more, your own frustrations becoming too difficult to explain.

"I just never had a daddy or mummy.... always jus' me"

You couldn't bring yourself to look at Bucky as you spoke, instead deciding to look at your feet.

Bucky felt his heart break at your words. It wasn't that you didn't trust him- you simply didn't know how to let yourself be little and let someone look after you.

"Ok..... ok. Pumpkin, how about tonight we try something different, hmm? How about dada makes all the big decisions and you can just relax"

Bucky hoped that by getting you to agree to let him make decisions that you would let yourself properly regress without your survival instincts kicking in.

You take a moment to think about it.... it did sound nice to have dada making all the big decisions...

Finally you nod and Bucky breaks out into a big smile, kissing your forehead.

"That's dada's brave lil' pumpkin! Now, let's get you into some comfies"

Scooping you up into his arms, Bucky walks into his room, all the while pressing kisses over your cheeks, forehead, and nose.

By your little giggles, he was already very aware that you had regressed younger than you ever had before with him.

However, when you first brought up age regression he had done so much research and had bought a load of different things for different ages.

Wanting to give you the best experience as he could, he kept you on his hip as he dug around in his drawers for a duck print onesie that he had always wanted to use.

Once he had it, he sat you on the bed and helped you get changed.

"Aaand there goes one sock! And two socks! Now we gotta lift those little arms up to take your top off- that's it, you are doing so good Pumpkin!"

Soon you were in the fluffy duck print onesie, with fluffy socks in to protect your feet from the cold tiles of the floor.

Before leaving the room, he snuck a paci into his pocket.

Bucky took you through to the living room, setting you down on the massive sofa and making sure that you were propped up by pillows. He asked Jarvis to put on Bluey for you while he went and sorted dinner.

He could still see you from the open plan kitchen as he put the meal that he had originally prepared in the fridge and instead made you a plate of chicken nuggets, apple slices, cheese cubes, carrots and some goldfish crackers.

You were really engrossed in the cartoon that Bucky had to sit you on his lap and hand fed you your food.

He praised you for every bite and kissed your cheeks when you finished everything.

It felt so natural to be looking after you like this. You let yourself relax and you were so desperate for it that you couldn't even try to look after yourself.

Soon you were full and snuggled up on Buckys lap, staring to doze off as your day of big emotions caught up with you. Looking down to check up on you, Bucky smiled as he sees that you have put your thumb in your mouth as you self soothe.

"Oh baby, let's not put our fingers in our mouth- look, dada has a paci for you"

He gently pulls your thumb out of your mouth, aware that you are half asleep and eases the paci in to replace it.

Your eyes slip shut as you sook on the paci, your body finally giving in and letting you drift off to dreamland.

Bucky waits for a couple of minutes, to make sure he doesn't disturb you, before slowly standing up and carrying you to bed.

He asks Jarvis to turn everything off as he tucks you into bed before quickly changing into his own pyjama pants and laying in bed, tucking you into his chest.

Sometimes you will have bad days, ones where you feel like you have to look after yourself. But Bucky will always be there to help you.

[gh0stsp1d3r]

HEYY BABES SO CAN U DO A JJ x sister!reader (few years younger, she’s a teen.)

TW: depression, talks of SH, ED, etc…

Basically,

She comes home and seems off and all the pogues know she suffers from depression, and so JJ is like hey bbg (NICKNAMES PLS) and lightly tries to understand what’s going on, and she just kinda pretends nothing is going on. She goes to the bathroom to take anti-depressants and then all of a sudden she just desperately tries to look for something sharp to SH. She can’t find anything in the bathroom, so she slowly falls to the ground, has a breakdown, JJ comes and is all comforting and understanding and then after she explains to him how she almost relapsed, and then she well yeah u can makeup the rest

ℛℯ𝓁𝒶𝓅𝓈ℯ

warnings: depression, mentions of blades, attempted self harm. I am not responsible for what u read.

Masterlist

You raced home to the chateau, your hands shoved into your pockets. You held back your tears, taking a deep breath when you stood in front of the door, hand on the doorknob. You twisted it, immediately being met with the faces of your brother and his friends, all lounging on the couch or the floor, nursing beers and joints.

"Yo, what's up, idiot?" JJ asked you, turning to look. You stared back at him and his friends, before wordlessly making a beeline to the bathroom.

JJ turned around, creasing his eyebrows and shrugging at the odd interaction, chugging a beer. Everyone else seemed just as confused.

Worry began to bubble in his chest, and he tried desperately to push it down. The worry only grew when he heard the noises coming from the bathroom.

You locked the bathroom door, letting the tears silently fall finally, and looking at the medicine cabinet. You were throwing and shoving things around, trying desperately to find it, or anything at this point.

"No, no, no." you murmured under your breath, you couldnt find anything, not a blade or even scissors. Your skin was itching, the urge growing strong. You pulled at your scalp, finally falling against the door, your sobbing becoming louder. You held your hand over your mouth, trying to conceal them, but it was no use.

The urge to do it came suddenly, as soon as you left work actually.

"What the fuck...?" JJ muttered under his breath, all of them turning their heads, the room falling into silence now.

"Go check on her, dude!" Kiara told him, shoving his shoulder and motioning to the door.

JJ walked over to the door, messing with the doorknob. He furrowed his eyebrows, panicked, he rapidly moved the doorknob back and fourth.

"Y/n? Y/n, unlock the fucking door, dude. I'm not messing with you right now." He told you, still messing with the doorknob, then banging on the door.

He thought of the time this happened last time at home, his dad shouting and yelling in the background while Jj worriedly knocked on the door of your bedroom, your dad busting the door open and both of them catching on when they saw the sharp object thrown on the ground.

The banging caused to cover your ears, sobbing louder now.

"Y/n... Please don't tell me you did anything stupid." JJ sighed, you taking your hands away from your ears and wiping your tears. “Unlock the door, kid. Please.”

You slowly stood up, unlocking the door with shaky hands. His eyes went to your wrists, making sure nothing new was there. He sighed in relief, wrapping his arms around you, you continuing to cry into his chest with your arms at your side.

His hands cradled the back of your head, he slowly and quietly closed the bathroom door, giving you both some privacy. He waited until he heard nothing but your sniffles to let go. He grabbed your shoulders, staring at you.

"What happened, kid?"

"I... was working, and..." you paused, sniffling and wiping your nose. "I saw dad come up. He- he fucking came up to me, shouting and cussing at me. He almost got me fired!" You told him, anger lacing your voice. "Then he told me that-that I was the reason mom ran away, and I was the reason his life was so shitty, and tried to guilt trip me into coming back." your face creased up as you began to cry again, hiding your face in JJ's shoulder and grabbing onto his shirt.

“He told me that- that I was a terrible daughter, and he grabbed my wrist and-“

“Alright. Alright. You’re okay. Shh.” He swallowed, hand wrapping around you again. Unsure of what to do, he waited until you stopped crying to talk again.

He motioned for you to sit down on the closed toilet seat, and he sat down on the counter, swinging his feet.

“Dad’s- dad’s an asshole, okay? You know not a word of what he said was true, right? He just wants you to come back so that he can fuckin’ steal your money and have someone to be angry at. Fuckin’ prick.” He scoffed, shaking his head.

You looked unconvinced. He stared at you.

“Nothing he said was true, y/n.” He assured you. “He used to say some of the same things to me. You think I let it get to me? Nah. You wanna know why? Because he is a selfish, druggie, loser addict who no one loves. You’re not gonna be him, because you’re fuckin’ awesome, dude!”

You smiled and let out a nasally laugh, making him smile.

“You’re a wayyyyy better surfer and fisher than he is. And he’s a fuckin’ fisherman! How do you let a teenager beat you at your own job, man?” Your giggle widened his smile, you covering your mouth.

“I mean, shit, I would rather be stuck with you for 100 hours than him for a minute. And you ask anyone out there, they’ll say the same.”

You laughed with JJ, and the bathroom was silent until he spoke up again.

“Don’t do that shit again, okay? Especially not because of a nobody like Luke. Next time he comes to your job or even around you, call me and I’ll come beat his ass.” JJ put up fists, punching the air with grunts.

You laughed at his antics and nodded. “I’m sorry, Jj.”

“Don’t be.”

[crazykitsch]

heyy babe! just had a thought abt marc and reader being in the same friend group and they have a friends with benefits thing going and at a party some guy is flirting with her and he gets jealous and there’s an angsty confession🫣

Marc Guiu : killin’ me good

pairing: marc guiu x reader

warnings: none(?) apart from my terrible writing

❝I think of you more than I should, I die when you give me that look. You’re killin’ me, killin’ me good.❞

Recently my .. friend I guess? Well, Marc has been gaining quite a lot of attention from the media. What nobody knows though, is that me and him kind of have a thing going on. I mean we’re definitely not official, it’s more a friends with benefits kind of thing.

It started with one kiss, and then one more came and more and more and we kind of started acting like a couple when no one’s around but then again also not?? Really confusing, I know.

One big thing about being friends with benefits is obviously to not catch feelings. Failed. Can you blame me though? He’s fine, tall, sweet and I can go on for an hour. I don’t think he likes me like that though, im not really a special girl or anything to be honest.

~

GROUPCHAT: la masia 💙❤️ + y/n & liz😒

lamain hoe:

are we still all going to mateo’s party tonight ??

pau cubarsi:

depends if youre all going

liz gf mwah 💋:

im going if y/n’s going 🤷‍♀️

hector 👎:

same thing for marc

y/n:

im coming for liz ❤️❤️

liz gf mwah 💋:

love you bae

marc 🫶:

hi

hector next time i see you i’ll hit you and drag you to the ground

but yes im coming too

lamain hoe:

didnt need to know all that but okay! i’ll see all of you then ig ??

~

PRIVATE CHAT: liz gf mwah 💋 & y/n bae 🎀

y/n bae 🎀:

kill me 🙏🙏🙏🙏

liz gf mwah 💋:

oh

no hi

no good evening

but alright!

want me to get you a therapist?

y/n bae 🎀:

my life is too complicated for a therapist to handle

friends with benefits is the dumbest thing i’ve ever done oh my god how did i fall for him

liz gf mwah 💋:

OOOOOOOOOH

YOU LIKE MARC?!??!?,?

y/n bae 🎀

STOP.

i dont know what to do ☹️

and that party tonight ????should i talk to other guys??? or is that weird???? and would he want to talk to other girls????

i guess theres only one solution: moving to a another country 🎀💌🩷🦢

liz gf mwah 💋:

i mean if you want to talk to other guys you should do it, you could try to get over him if thats what you want

and if you move to another country pls take me with you 🙏

y/n bae 🎀:

thank you queen you’re so wise

~

I’m getting ready for tonight while listening to some music. I can’t stop thinking about marc though.. but I guess that’s a problem for in an hour.

Okay i’m finally ready and hear the bell ring, I look out of my window and see Liz. I run downstairs and open the door. ‘Hi future mrs Guiu!’ she says teasingly, ‘Liz oh my god shut up.’ I reply. I mean not that I wouldn’t like it.. but still.

‘Are you ready to go y/n?’ ‘Yes Liz’ I say and we start walking to the party. Luckily Mateo only lives like 7 minutes away from us. As we enter his house we see Lamine and Hector and greet them. We talk for a bit but then I really needed to go to the bathroom. ‘I’ll be back in a few minutes, bye!’ I say.

I’ve been at Mateo’s house a few time so luckily I know where the bathroom is.

After i’m done I wanted to walk back to where my friends were but then a guy walked up to me. He’s quite tall and attractive.. but nothing next to Marc though.

‘Hey pretty girl.’ he says.. oh my god what do I say!?!?? ‘Hey, i’ve never seen you before’ I reply. I suck at talking to guys oh my god. ‘I’ve never seen such pretty girls in Barcelona either’ ‘Oh really? There are a lot.’ I say, my god y/n am I trying to introduce him to other girls or something?? ‘Hmm I highly doubt it.’ he says and I notice he’s standing closer to me now.

I smile as we hold eye contact but then I look to my left.. from all the people I could see right now I see Marc. Marc Guiu. This world is plotting against me.

I see him looking kind of annoyed? But at the same time upset and mad. What do I do? Do I go after a guy that’s technically just a friend or do I stay here talking to a guy thats actually interested in me? The first option.

‘Sorry.. i’ll be back!’ I say to the guy who’s name I didn’t even get. I walk towards where Marc was walking and see he’s with our friend group.

‘Hi..’ I say. ‘You took long, thought you were making out with someone for a minute’ Liz says and I can see Marc getting more annoyed.. ‘Wouldn’t be surprised at this point.’ Lamine says jokingly and I reply ‘Don’t be mad at me because you cant pull Lamine.’

‘I’m going home, you coming with me Hector?’ Marc says all of a sudden. ‘Oh yeah sure.’ Hector replies. ‘Oh.. ehm, bye Marc.’ I say but he ignores me, maybe he just didn’t hear me.. but then again when the rest of the group says bye he does say something, odd.

A few hours later the party is done and me and Liz walk home. ‘Liz? After I went to the bathroom a guy walked up to me.. we started talking and he seemed interested.’ I say. ‘Oh my god really? Im so happy for you!’ ‘Thank you, don’t think Marc is happy for me though. He saw us and didn’t look too excited for me.. and when we both were back to our friendgroup he also looked annoyed and ignored me.’ I say. ‘You know what that means right y/n?? He likes you.’ You see, I really love Liz.. but sometimes she IS delusional because there’s no way.

The next day I wake up and luckily it’s still weekend. I open my phone and decide to text Marc since we were supposed to hang out today.

~

PRIVATE CHAT: marc 🫶 & y/n 😺

y/n 😺:

hi marc

are we still hanging out today ?

marc 🫶:

dont know

wouldnt u prefer to hang out with that ugly, shrek looking guy?

y/n 😺:

wdym?

is that why you didnt talk to me at all yesterday?

please reply ☹️

~

Fuck. He’s leaving me on opened. Now a smart woman would take this as a sign to leave him alone and move on. Yet I am not that intelligent so I decide to text Hector.

~

PRIVATE CHAT: hector 👎 & y/n 🦭

y/n 🦭:

hiiiii bff!

hector 👎:

since when

y/n 🦭:

since now.

look you and marc are besties right

and you love me right😁

hector 👎:

no

y/n 🦭:

oh

well ..

would you be so kind to tell me why marc is so upset with me all of a sudden

hector 👎:

not saying marc said anything to me, but imagine if a guy you really liked started flirting with other girls all of a sudden 🤷‍♀️

y/n 🦭:

OH

~

What do you mean Marc likes me? What the fuck should I do now??? Okay you know, fuck it i guess i’ll just go to his house.

Ten minutes later i’m walking to his house and think about what I should say to him. Before I know it i’m there and knock on the door. ‘Okay girl, you got this.’ I say to myself.

His mom opens the door, okay atleast it’s not Marc. ‘Hi y/n! Marc is in his room.’ she says, ‘Hi, thank you’ I say as I walk in. ‘He seems a bit upset.. maybe you can cheer him up?’ his mom says. ‘Yeah I noticed, i’ll try.’ I say and I walk to his bedroom. Okay girl you got this just knock on his door and tell him how you feel.

I knock on his door and walk in ‘H- Hi Marc..’ I say, god why do I do these things to myself. ‘Hm? What do you want?’ he says. ‘Uhm.. I..’ I say, I can’t find the words to tell him how I feel. ‘Continue.’ he says. Okay this is my chance, don’t fuck up. ‘Look, long story short.. I do not want to be friends with benefits, as a matter of fact I.. I do not want to be friends at all. I like you. As in more than a friend and more than a friend with benefits way.’ I say and only now I realize what I just said. I hope he really does feel the same.

Marc is silent for a minute and right when i’m about to freak out he says ‘I like you too. I don’t want to be friends with benefits anymore either.’

‘Then.. lets not be.’ I say. ‘Y/n, will you let me be your boyfriend?’ He asks and that question sounds unreal to me. I never really expected Marc to ask me that. I reply ‘Yes, i’d love that Marc.’

I smile at him and hug him, he grabs my waist. ‘Were you jealous? back at that party?’ I ask him, ‘How could you tell?’ he says while laughing like it wasn’t obvious. ‘You’re not the best at hiding your emotions.’ I say. ‘Can’t help it when someone flirts with you, don’t like it when you give other guys attention.’ he says. I laugh and say ‘I won’t from now on.’

His mother walks towards the stairs and shouts ‘Y/n? Are you staying for dinner tonight?’ I smile, look at Marc and say ‘Yes i’d love to!’

A/n: Hellaurrrr pookies,, im a bit slow I apologize but im trying my best to work on all requests!! Hope you like it 😜🫶

[adoresia]

✦˚₊ NE DOUTE PAS

Pairing : e42 Miles x FemHaitian!reader

Synopsis : You teach Miles how to kompa.

Sierra speaks : I was thinking of requesting this to another writer, but i was like nah, ima do my own thing ima right it myself 😋 I love Kompa so much (im not Haitian but im Congolese its close enough) it was so hard trying to explain how to kompa but alas.. enjoy pookiewookies !

Warnings ❕: Intimate dancing, kissing, slightly (? suggestive, cuss words, a sprinkle of spanish (im not spanish do correct me 🥲 using what i learnt last year), also not that proof read i skimmed through it. tell me if i missed out anything !

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You sat in your swivel chair, decorated with pink faux fur and a curved lumbar support to rest your back on. The chair swung gently back and forth while you talked to Miles on the phone.

The face-time call had reached about 30 minutes, it was now 1:30pm in the afternoon and you did not really have any plans for the day so you stay stuck with the fact that you two would be conversing all day.

“What are your plans for today mami?”

“I don’t know baby, I was just gonna stay on the phone to you all day I honestly ain got nothing else to do soo.” you shrugged, almost choking on your words trying to get it all out in one breath.

“lentamente mami you boutta drown in your own words.”

“Ughhh im sooo bored.” you pushed your chair away from your chair gliding backwards and stood up stretching your arms.

“So im boring now?” he questioned sarcastically.

“Nooo Milo, you know what i meant.” You pouted jokingly while going to play some music on your tv.

Miles watched intently while you typed the name of the song into your tv, finally searching it up and clicking on the first video that popped up.

“Whatchu playin on yo tv?”

“Just a song, i feel like dancing.” you said swaying your hips as you walked backwards.

“i could watch you do this allll dayyy.” Miles said with a grin on his face, you laughed at him.

You began to whine to the song, turning around. Your waistline moving in circles like water. The stringed beads that laid on your hips followed the pattern of your movements as you slowly lowered down the the floor with your arms either side of you.

Your boyfriend’s glued onto your waist, you span around quickly catching him staring at you so intensely.

“Miles stop staring at me nd-“

“What am i not allowed to stare at you now too?” He smirked, cutting you off.

“I was gonna say come over so you dont have to stay staring through a screen, but now you can stay your ass at home.” You rolled your eyes with a smile.

“Nah im on my way baby, then I can watch you dance f’me.”

“really? what if I teach you to Kompa instead.”

“Say no more . I wanna see you do that dance again though, when i get there.”

Miles wasted no time slipping his shoes on and kissing his mom goodbye on the cheek before speed walking through 2 blocks to your house.

He texted your phone stating he was a few steps away from your front porch and you ran to your front door with a huge smile plastered on your face while you opened it.

“Miloooooo!!” You screamed, spreading your arms out so he could come and pick you up. You loved when he picked up, especially in his puffer jacket.

“Heyy baby.” He gave you a quick peck on the lips before picking you up. You swung your legs around his waist, bear-hugging him.

He closed the door behind the both of you and took off his shoes leading you to your bedroom and dropping you onto your bed.

“Where yo moms at?”

“Why cause you came here for her or for me?” you rolled your eyes flopping back into your bed.

“Don’t be like that ma, you aint tell me you were here on your own. I woulda been here earlier if I knew.”

“She just went grocery shopping Milo, she’ll be back.”

“Aight. You finna dance f’me then?” He laid back in your chair manspread. His elbows laid on your desk behind him.

“Oh right! watch the hips, you’ll needa learn this bit..” You restarted to music and threw the remote on your bed.

Miles licked his lips squinting at you with hooded eyes.

“Watch the hips…” You began whine again. This time you started off with a ‘tik tok’ motion, slowly moving into a slow circular motion with your hips. Your waist-beads moving along with you which made it all more intriguing for Miles.

You brought your hands to your hips caressing your shape up until you reached the sides of your stomach and came to a stop.

Miles was visibly in love with the way your hips moves so swiftly and like water. His eyes stayed stuck to your waist even after you stopped.

“Damn ma, youn tell me you could do all that.”

“Well now you know, and im finna teach you.. now get up i wanna show you how to kompa with me.”

You pulled Miles by his arm taking his puffer jacket off and throwing it onto your bed.

“Right first gimme your hands” You held your hands out to Miles as he placed both of his in yours. You lowered them down to sit on your waist.

“mmmm i like this already.”

“Shutup Miles.” You grinned at him

“Then.. i place my arms around your neck… like so.” You wrapped your arms around his neck and held your other arm with your hand since he basically towered over you.

“Now you look at me.”

“This is easy, I could look at you all day.”

“Miles stop, you can compliment me later.”

You brought his head down to lean against yours, he stared right into your eyes making your knees almost buckle. You tried to divert your gaze elsewhere so you could regain focus.

“Your meant to look at me back. Right? Eyes on me mami.” He lifted his hand up from your waist to tour chin, averting your gaze from the floor to his eyes. You felt as if you were going to collapse with the way he started so deeply into your soul.

“You lucky im holding onto you, you look like you abour to collapse.”

“Miles.”

“Right, sorry baby.” he stiffled a laugh

For the next hour you continued to teach Miles as you guided his hands and hip movements with your waist.

“And thenn… turn.”

You slowly spun around both still holding onto eachother, swaying your hips to the music.

“Yeahhh.” You slid your arms down to his shoulders grinning at him, ecstatic that he was learning so fast.

“Now here comes the hard part.” You returned to the same position, this time swaying your hips into his instead of side to side.

“Oh shitt.” Miles lost all composure staring down at your hips grinding into his at a rhythmic pace. Your cheeks begin to heat up as you smile a little at what he said.

“You can do that right? same time.”

“Shit, of course I can.”

Miles spun you around, then closing the gap between the two of you. Your body pressing gently against his, fit like a jigsaw piece.

Your hips both meeting in the middle while you swayed them into eachother, both looking into each-others eyes as Miles held onto either side of your waist guiding it into his.

[ visual : https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGJ4eeBRc/ ]

You were both absorbed im each-others gaze not even realising the music had finished, and you continued for the next half an hour. Dancing in each others embrace.

After a while had passed you pulled away from miles.

“Fuck, ian know you were so good at kompa Milo? I woulda taught you ages ago.”

“Not better than you baby, lost all composure when your hips collided with mine.”

He made it to your waist before pulling you in for a kiss, bringing you as close to him as he could while deepening the kiss as you giggled. While his breath mingled with yours, your tongues danced over one another. When he intentionally nipped your lower lip, you let out a gentle whine pulling away.

“Fuck I love you so much.”

Extra :

— reader calls miles ‘milo’ because it works well with her Haitian accent

— Miles is actually a really good dancer

— Your mom came back from the supermarket ages ago, she watched you both dance in your room with a smile on her face.

— you had Miles dancing kompa with his pillow when he got home

“Miles? the fuck are you doing…” Uncle Aaron walked in on Miles waist dancing with his pillow.

“Yoo wtf, youn never heard of knocking?” Miles threw the pillow as far away as he could, dusting himself off.

“Ian even gonna ask mane.” Uncle Aaron shook his head with a laugh, closing the door in reverse.

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[bokutosbabe]

heyy, can I make a request for the Spotify event?

My top artist was Eve and their song Insomnia. A kinda close 2nd was Glass Animals

ofc!!

if your top artist(s) were Eve & Glass Animals and your top song was insomnia, i’d pair you with…

nagi seishiro

જ⁀♡⊹｡° we've always been connected

♡ a/n — for my spotify wrapped event! - masterlist -

♡ content — nagi seishiro x gn! reader, gn! reader, nagi in a slump, reader helping him, nagi and reader are roomates

♡ synopsis — nagi seishiro's always been a lazy person, but when he feels stuck he needs your help more than anything.

Nagi Seishiro had always been someone who moved through life effortlessly, as if the world was a game and he was the only one who knew the rules. But tonight, that calm exterior cracked, and beneath it, the restless thoughts churned.

He sat on the edge of his bed, phone screen glowing in the dark, the silence of the room almost suffocating. It was the first time in a while that he’d felt unsettled. Usually, it was easy—wake up, play, win, repeat. But something about tonight felt different. Maybe it was the constant pressure of expectations, or the creeping feeling that he was just going through the motions, but something in his chest felt tight, and it was keeping him awake.

He glanced over at the clock. 3:42 AM. No amount of staring at the ceiling would make it stop. The thoughts. The thoughts that plagued him.

His mind wandered back to you, the one person who had always been there, who had never asked him to be anything other than himself. You.

It had always been easy with you. You were simple in a way that made him feel at ease. But maybe that was the problem. Easy never felt like enough. You never demanded his attention, never tried to pull him into something more. And that made him feel something he couldn't shake. Something unsettling.

He leaned back against the wall, running a hand through his hair. He could hear the faint hum of his game console in the corner, still on from earlier in the night. He hadn’t touched it in hours. His mind was somewhere else.

The weight of his thoughts was becoming unbearable, and he couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that maybe he wasn’t the person you thought he was. Maybe he wasn’t the person he thought he was either.

The door to his room creaked open, and he didn’t need to look up to know it was you. You had a way of walking into his space, always so quietly, always so understanding of his mood. Tonight was no different.

“Nagi,” you said, voice soft but cutting through the stillness. “What’s going on?”

He sighed, not knowing how to explain. He wasn’t sure if he even knew what was going on. But he did know this: when you looked at him, you didn’t see all the things he saw in himself. You didn’t see the emptiness, the confusion, the uncertainty. You saw him. And maybe that was scarier than anything.

“Can’t sleep,” he muttered, trying to brush it off, but you weren’t having it. You stepped closer, sitting beside him on the bed, your presence grounding him even though he wasn’t sure what he wanted from you.

“Why?” you asked, voice quieter now. “Is it because of the game today?”

He nodded, though that wasn’t exactly it. Blue Lock was just the catalyst, the thing that made everything else come into sharper focus. It was all the expectations, the fame, the constant need to be perfect. And yet, none of it seemed to fill the emptiness inside him.

"I don't know," he finally admitted, the words escaping in a rush. "I feel... off. Like I'm not really here. Like everything's moving too fast, and I can't keep up." He glanced at you, his eyes searching for something. "You ever feel like... stuck? Like nothing feels real anymore?"

Nagi assumed you'd think he was being silly, you'd accused him before of "playing too many video games" before, thinking that could possibly affect his headspace. That wasn't it, though, as much as Nagi hated to admit to...maybe he was in a slump.

You didn’t answer right away, and Nagi almost wished you would say something, anything, that could give him the comfort he was looking for. But instead, you just sat there beside him, not pushing, just existing.

After a long silence, you spoke. "It's okay to feel like that sometimes. You don’t always have to have everything figured out."

Nagi let out a shaky breath, the tension in his chest easing ever so slightly at your words. But just as quickly, it came back. The feeling of restlessness. The thought that maybe he was never meant to be anything more than what he was—a guy who moved through life with ease, but never truly living.

The world outside felt distant, and even your presence, comforting as it was, didn’t quite reach the part of him that needed fixing. But for now, he didn’t feel so alone. Maybe that was enough.

“I’ll figure it out,” he muttered, though he wasn’t sure if he believed it. But for now, he’d try to sleep, and hope that maybe, tomorrow, he’d feel a little less lost.

As you stood to leave, you paused, your hand resting briefly on his shoulder. “I’m here, okay? Even if you don’t have it all together. I’m still here.”

And in that moment, Nagi wasn’t sure if it was enough. But for the first time that night, he wasn’t thinking about the emptiness. Maybe it was a start.

i've been waiting for a submission that screamed nagi and this was it.

i hope you liked it!

likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated!

[t1sm-tal3nt]

Haven't got any requests yet so I'm just going to post this random story I've had for a while! Hope it's okay!

This is a random Denki Kaminari (MHA) x Male Reader

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Your A Weirdo But Your My Weirdo

(M/n) and Kaminari were in Denki’s dorm cuddling and watching TV. Denki was sitting up and (M/n)  was sitting in between his thighs with his head on his bottom chest area. Denki wasn't really paying attention to the TV show. He was more focused on the  (h/c) haired male in his lap. Danki started playing with (M/n)’s hair. He leans into the tender touch of his boyfriend. It was already about 9:30. The dorm's curfew is 10:00 and whoever was not in their dorm when Aizawa checked would be on house arrest for a week. (M/n) planned to do a little sleep over with Denki so he already planned out how he can not be in his dorm without getting caught. It's pretty simple really. Anyway, back to the lovebirds, originally (M/n)  wasn't even tired, but because Denki kept playing with his hair he slowly got sleepy. (M/n)  tiredly lifted his hand to swat Denki's hand away from his head. “What's wrong love?” Denki asked, halting his movements. “You're making me sleepy..” (M/n) mumbled his eyes slowly closing. “Then sleep baby.” Kaminari says while continuing to stroke his hair. “Noo..” (M/n)  pouted while trying to move away from the evil clutches of his loving boyfriend.  Denki put his legs around (M/n)'s waist in a tight hold. Making the boy squirm. “Heyy. Let me goo” (M/n) said while trying to wiggle free. He ended on the edge of the bed without even realizing it. Noticing this, Denki had an evil idea. He finally let go of his boyfriend. Causing the (h/c) haired male to fall off the bed with an ‘oof’. Kaminari put his hand over his mouth to muffle his laughter. But Denki betrayed himself when (M/n) looked at him with a pout. Then he started full on laughing. (M/n) sat up from his previous position on the floor and pouted and turned away from his boyfriend. After Denki calmed his laughter he looked at the male on the floor. “Aww come on babe, you're not mad at me right?” he asked, waiting for a response. But in return all he got back was silence. “Hey, I love you,” Denki said, smiling. He knew (M/n) would always say I love you back no matter what. “Love you too. .jerk..” (M/n) said while looking down. “Hey I’m not a jerk,” Denki said with a small pout. “Yes you are! You dropped me!” (M/n) said, looking up at Kaminari. “Well I didn't-,” Kaminari cut himself off when he saw what time it was. 10:31. Aizawa would be in Denkis dorm in less than a minute. “Babe, get on the other side of the floor” He told (M/n) who then looked at the clock and did what he was told. Then right when he layed on the floor and Denki made it look like he was asleep, Aizawa opened the door. He did one look around in the room and shut the door. (M/n)  got up from his position on the floor after he heard the door close and waited a couple of seconds to make sure Aizawa was away from the door. The (h/c) haired boy sat up to see Denki looking at him. “ What? Do I have something on my face?” Denki laughed and shook his head. “ No baby you don't have anything on your face.”  “Then why are you staring at my face?” (M/n) asks. Denki just continued to look at his boyfriend.. “You're just so perfect.” Denki answered with a smile. The (h/c) haired male looked at the blond with a bit of a shocked face before answering, “What? No, I'm not. You have no idea what you're talking about bro.” “Bro? Damn i've been demoted from babe to bro. I'm wounded.``Denki answered with fake tears. “That's what you get for making me fall on my ass.” (M/n) said with a smirk on his face. “I said im sorryyy.” Denki answered. “No you didn't’ (M/n) said back. “Oh.. well now I am, I’m sorry my love. Will you forgive me for the sins I have committed?” The blonde answered. “Not if you keep talking like that.” (M/n) answered, laughing. "Okay okay, but will you forgive me?" Denki asked with pleading eyes. "Fine.. you weirdo." "Hey! I may be a weirdo but i'm your  weirdo" the electric boy said with a smirk. "Yeah." the (h/c) haired male said. Then the two spent the rest of the night cuddling and watching dumb tv shows. 

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Not the best but I think its cute!

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[nebulaafterdark]

Heyy girlie, can we please get another smutty Harwin one-shot?🧎🏻‍♀️Maybe one where reader is already a few months pregnant with the fourth child, and they're trying to get at it while they're visiting family (any major house/castle) for a few months?

Hey! I’m gonna just jump to every conclusion that this is Queen’s Hand related, because you mentioned their fourth child. If not, shameless plug, go read The Queen’s Hand. Thanks for requesting!

My Princess

Summary: Princess Y/N Targaryen and her husband Ser Harwin are visiting her sister Rhaenyra on Dragon Stone. Harwin wants a few minutes alone.

18+ ONLY, SMEXY TIMES

When Y/N discovers she is pregnant, both she and her husband are in shock. They had not been trying for another child, in fact they carefully prevented it. As they are parents to three wonderful children already, the youngest of whom, their only son, caused his mother a great deal of hardship on the birthing bed.

The princess panicked, as did Harwin, though he never made his apprehension known. He simply loved her through it, that’s what Harwin does, he loves her through it. Through the first weeks of tears and constant worry, through the nausea and morning sickness, to the bump that makes itself known at the half way mark of her term.

Now they are off visiting Rhaenyra, Daemon and their children on Dragon Stone. It will be the last time they travel dragon back before the birth of the new babe.

Harwin loves his wife, their children and her family. Forever loyal to the mighty house Targaryen. Spending time with her lot has never bothered him, but getting Y/N alone is nearly impossible.

The children run her round until all hours, and when it is time to retire, Rhaenyra finds her way to their chambers. The sisters have never been apart as they are now, so when they are together, separating them is difficult.

While Ser Harwin will never voice his frustration, Daemon has no problem doing so.

“I want my wife in my bed.” The Prince tells Rhaenyra, leaning against the doorframe. Though he loves Y/N, enough is enough and the line must be drawn somewhere.

“Oh alright,” Rhaenyra waves him over.

Daemon smirks at her, “goodnight, Y/N. Goodnight, Ser Harwin.”

“Goodnight.” Y/N yawns as the door closes behind them.

Harwin huffs a laugh, seating himself at the foot of their guest mattress.

“Are you not pleased, my love?” The Princess taps a toe to his back.

“I am quite pleased, Princess. Finally I have you alone.” He turns, catching her foot. “All night.”

Y/N grins at him, stroking a hand over her belly. There are stories she heard coming up, about men who wouldn’t touch their wives when they were with child. That sex was for producing heirs and once that was done, there was no farther need. The knight would hear none of that.

“See,” he looks to his wife. “You’re proud of what you’ve done.”

“I am proud that you find me attractive in this state, yes.”

“Do you want to know the truth of it?”

Y/N nods as Harwin takes her foot, laying a kiss to her ankle.

“I find you attractive in every state, but this,” his lips move higher, up her shin to the knee. “Is a privilege. To watch you swell with my child, our child, created solely from my love for you…” The groan that rubbles out from low in his chest has Y/N sucking her bottom lip between her teeth.

The Princess tells him. “I would bear you a hundred children, if I could.”

He stops to nuzzle her belly before continuing upwards, feathering light kisses to the low neckline of her dress. Her breasts swollen and sensitive from the growing babe. “But we must not take chances, my love. I do not intend to outlive you.”

“I know that you worry…and for good reason.” After the last time. After both of their mothers and countless women who’ve lost their lives on the birthing bed. “But I am here now because of you.”

“You are here now because you are strong. I will do everything within my power to aid in the timely and easy birth of this child.”

Y/N pecks a kiss to his cheek. “You are a selfless and noble man.”

He turns to catch her lips. “I am nothing without you.” Harwin murmurs, with reverence. Peeling away the layers of her clothes while the Princess makes quick work of his own.

Her eyes find his as they break apart, cupping his face, stroking her thumbs over his cheeks. Struggling to find words for the emotion that tugs deep within the strings of her heart.

“I know.” Harwin assures her, with gentle kisses to her forehead and nose.

Y/N nods, leaning into his touch. Harwin and their children are the world to her, she shows them everyday. Though the right sentiments evade her, love for them does not.

They fall onto the mattress, Harwin holding his weight above her, mindful of their child.

“Closer,” Y/N pleads, tugging him toward her lips.

“Turn around for me.” Harwin leans back on his heels, with a little love tap to his wife’s behind as she moves to face away from him.

She smirks, swatting at his hand. “Ser Harwin!”

“Forgive me, Princess.” He chuckles, lining his cock up with her hot little cunt.

Y/N is not one for formalities, not with her beloved husband, and certainly not in their marriage bed. However she is not above teasing and through his love, she finally found a love for her title.

“My princess.” He breathes against the shell of her ear.

It sends a shiver down her spine. “Please.”

The knight groans, easing himself into her. “Fuck, sweetheart.” He smooths a hand over her back, gentling her into her forearms. His thrusts are slow and deep, teasing at that spot within her.

Y/N whimpers, twisting her fingers in the bed sheets, in the absences of his hand.

“Longed for you all day. For this. To bring you back to our rooms and bury myself inside you.”

“I?” She had done nothing but chase children round the castle.

“Always you, only you.” Harwin says between gritted teeth, her walls tight around his length, her wetness growing with each pass.

Y/N hums, low in her throat as his hands angle her hips just so…so deep, the tip of him kissing her cervix with each pass. “Fuck.” It’s nearly too much.

“Come here, sweetheart. Back up on your knees, lean against me.” I want to kiss you.

The Princess obeys, bringing her back to her husband’s chest, allowing him to support her weight with gentle arms held around her. One hand sneaking down to toy with her bundle of nerves. “Harwin,” she all but wails.

His poor, sensitive, sweet wife, completely at his mercy. “Hush now,” the knight whispers, turning her face toward him slightly, swallowing her cries as he takes her breast in hand. Rolling her sensitive nipple to a firm peak.

Her first orgasm surprises them both, churning her insides to molten lava. Tears cascading over her cheeks, mouth open wide, panting. Squealing in protest when his movements do not cease.

“Shhh,” Harwin cooes, thumbing feather light circles over her pearl. “Gentle. I will be gentle.”

Her cunt still pulses around him, encouraging his thrusts to continue.

“Don’t fight, let it come, sweetheart.”

The pleasure is blinding, surely she will die of it. Y/N has both hands tightly fisted in his dark curls. “I- Harwin.”

“I know,” Harwin soothes a hand along her side. “I’ve got you. Make a mess on my cock.”

She sobs her release into the quiet air of their guest quarters. Soaking him in her slick and knocking his greedy fingers from her clit. “Enough. Cum for me now.”

He thrusts into her thrice more before finding his release. Coming down to the feel of his wife’s gentle kisses, delicate fingers stroking his hair. Falling onto their sides to catch their breath.

“I love you.” Y/N yawns, beginning to doze already.

“I love you, Y/N.” More than you will ever know. More than words can say.

[i-starcreamed]

Ayye another transformers blog!! Hello! :D

Could you write a oneshot about Swerve meeting the human liaison? Like they both have similar personality traits and Swerve just freaks out with excitement? Nonbinary reader please so they/them pronouns

HEYY so excited for my first request, hello fellow tf blog :D

jhsdbjc i am so normal about Swerve btw, i love him

Swerve x Human Liaison!reader

You were beyond excited to be on a giant ship full of Cybertronians, when Rodimus first briefly introduced you to the crew you couldn't help the wide grin on your face as you looked around. Here you were, the first and only human liaison on the Lost Light. A human! And you get to work on a starship! All that studying and overworking yourself back at your organization had been worth it, you think, since it gave you the chance to really see these beings up close. By up close, you meant having to crane your neck up if you weren't on someone's servo.

You were currently on Chromedome's servo as you traveled through the ship's long and extending halls, Rewind was close beside their partner. You were busy answering what seemed like hundreds of questions from Rewind, him claiming it was a "historical and monumental" event that just had to be recorded. You happily answered though, a smile on your face as you went on about your home planet. Suddenly as you all turned the corner, the sound of laughter and talking filled your ears. It wasn't hard to spot the commotion, not at all. Loud voices came from a specific part of the ship. The noises sounded rather... excited? Or rather, one specific voice overpowered all the rest. This piques your curiosity as you gesture that way.

"Wait wait Chromedome, what's over there?!"

"Hm? Oh, this would be Swerve's. And er, that's Swerve over there, the barkeep." Chromedome entered the bustling room, immediately you realized oh, this is a bar. A cybertronian bar. Your wide eyes scan all the different glowing, bubbling beverages with amazement. They looked extremely toxic to your system but tempting, you were ready to ask all about that.

Rewind chuckled. "He's the chatterbox of the Lost Light. Can't get him to shut up- well, you can do it, I have, but he won't stay shut up. I think you'll like him actually."

Swerve was in the bar, doing the only thing he knows how to do: talking and serving drinks. To a group of a few bots in particular. As you neared the front counter, you could finally make out the words they spoke.

"Do you understand how terrifying the concept of infinity is? I mean, it's, like, INFINITE, but then again, what ISN'T infinite, you know? What I'm trying to say is that-" The red minibot suddenly paused as he saw Chromedome and Rewind out of the side of his optics, with a wide grin on his face he opened his mouth to greet them. Then he saw something move on Chromedome's servo, Swerve did a full body double take as he saw you holding onto Chromedome. He's heard all the news about you, sure, but seeing you in person?! That was entirely different. "Wait wait wait wait wait, wait! You're real?! Like- really real- like you're- a human?" He gasped, suddenly running over to the three of you. His exciting nature seemed to only increase yours. You suddenly lurched forward, hanging onto the edge of Chromedome's servo in order to see the mini-bot more clearly. (which almost gave Chromedome a spark-attack)

"Yep yep yep, I'm real and human! I can't believe you're real though, oh my gosh. You have no idea how unbelievable it feels to be working with you guys. It's been less than a day- wait, I think? How do you keep track of time out here?" You hummed, then shook your head, dismissing the thought. Swerve on the other hand was absolutely exhilarated.

"OHMYGODOHMYGOD. You're actually speaking! I've heard all about you! This is incredible. This is wonderful. What an honor, oh- Are you hungry? Thirsty? Do you drink alcohol? Wait, don't answer, it's a dumb question, of course you drink alcohol. Wait, should I not say that? Probably right, not every human drinks. Wait, what if- wait, just, hey! What's your name?"

Chromedome attempted to escape the both of you by setting you down on the ground, in a split second you let out a yelp when you were swiped up by a red servo and placed on the counter. To your luck, you were now about the height of the mini-bot. You weren't at all startled by his babbling.

"The name's (Y/N), and I've gotta say, this place is in-cre-di-ble! I had no idea cybertronians even drank alcohol. Which means you can get drunk too...is this stuff toxic to humans by any chance?" You tapped one of the square glasses to your right, the glass itself was a bit shorter than you were with a red, luminescent liquid inside. Swerve hummed, under the visor, his optics glanced from the high-grade energon to you and back. "Well, for now it is. But, don't think it'll stay that way for long. I've done my fair share of research on what humans can and can't consume..you know, just in case." Suddenly his visor seemed to light up, he just remembered something.

"OHH OH OH, okay so, I was reading an article about humans...is it true that you shed? Is that why you're so soft?" The bot asked with an excited grin, leaning down towards you. You let out a loud laugh and leaned against the glass. A nearby bot gasped in the background, the glass in their hand was almost dropped on the floor.

"They can do that?!"

"Not now, Trailcutter I need to hear their response!"

Just wait till you tell them about...uh, everything

[okaylorrainee]

her way of water

characters. neteyam & female reader. sully family. tsireya.

synopsis. neteyam and his family left their clan to seek uturu from yours. on their first night, neteyam wanders by the shore to clear his mind. he finds himself away from everyone’s marui pods and comes across you as you bathed - he couldn’t get you out of his mind since then.

note. heyy sorry for the delay of this chapter despite my announcement of its scheduled release. a lot has happened in just a few days and i couldn't find the time to write. thank u to everyone who noted the previous chapters!

taglist. @rainbowsocks @mashiromochi @anm3mi @fanboyluvr @anxietydrogz @sakura-onesan @amortencjja @kaealowri

ch 04 [ previous . masterlist . next ]

tuk’s laughter was loud as she fed her ilu with tsireya and kiri. their glee was contagious when the animal let out sounds of joy; everyone watching smiled with them. 

it was heartwarming moments like this when neteyam appreciated awa’atlu and the beauty it offered them. he was reminded of his firsts as a child back at the omatikaya clan. every memory was pleasant; from his first hunt, his first tsaheylu with the pa’li, his coming-of-age ceremony, and his first raid, recognized as a reliable warrior by his father - these were all moments he cherished about the clan he grew up in. but for tuk, it would be different.

tuk would be growing up in this clan now, and that meant she would learn more about the ocean than the forest. unlike the rest of the sully family who experienced great transitions in their lives, tuk would just be starting hers. neteyam was glad that his little sister was enjoying herself here so far. he wanted her to create beautiful memories like he did when he was a child. it would be a privilege, especially because this generation was in another time of war.

neteyam was interrupted in his thoughts when lo’ak went in front of him and started waving in his face. “what’re you thinking about, smiling to yourself like that, bro? is it that girl who ghosted you?” he teased. “what was her name again?”

neteyam stood up and head locked his brother in a playful manner, rubbing his fist on top of lo’ak’s head as he said with gritted teeth, “her name is for me to know, and for you to not mention again, baby bro. you understand?”

lo’ak freed himself from neteyam’s arm, “damn. already possessive?”

neteyam scoffs at him. “her name was already introduced to you and you just forgot, skxawng.” 

“yeah, yeah.” he rolled his eyes. lo’ak then catches sight of a figure nearby who was approaching them; he smirks. “speaking of.” he tapped his older brother’s arm before pointing to her direction.

neteyam looked behind him, standing up, and in an instant, his heart pounded with nervousness. you were here? why were you here? are you finally willing to talk to him?

“hello.” he greeted as soon as you got closer. “you came. i am glad-“ but you walked past him, eyes fixed on his sisters. neteyam stood dumbfounded and lo’ak snickered beside him; he hasn’t seen his perfect older brother like this before.

lo’ak put his arm on neteyam’s shoulder. “let’s go, bro.”

you waited for the girls to finish feeding the ilu. they gave it a final pet before letting it swim away. tsireya was the first to notice your presence that she hurried to your side, happy that you listened to her and came. tuk and kiri follow behind her, the former sending you a shy smile.

everyone already knew the drill when tsireya gestured to come quickly and sit to form a circle. neteyam could only purse his lips as he watched you move further away from him and squeeze yourself in between rotxo and his sisters, kiri indifferent to your actions.

neteyam tried not to frown. why were you there when you were supposed to be training him? wasn’t that agreed upon every time ao’nung was not present? at least no one was pestering him and his siblings with the chief’s son absent. but even with that fact, neteyam could not compose himself completely.

neteyam kept his eyes on you like an eagle when rotxo awkwardly stood to replace your spot as his guide. even so, the man failed to observe how much you were panicking inside, slightly shivering from the looks he was boring into you. 

before you knew it, everyone had started their breathing exercise and you were helping kiri and tuk with theirs. even as you were sideways from neteyam, you could feel his intense stare that was focused on you. you tried your best to ignore him even if you came here expecting to talk. it was an internal debate; you were too nervous to talk to him because you didn’t know what to say. if you didn’t get over your anxiety, you’d be fine with letting this day end without clearing things up. you’d be back tomorrow anyway.

neteyam was barely paying attention to rotxo even as he followed the man’s instructions. soon enough, he came to decide that he couldn’t bear this anymore and had to talk to you. neteyam stood up all of a sudden and went to you with no hesitation, strands of his hair flew in the air and he caught the eyes of everyone in the circle.

a shadow towered over your form and spoke before you could look to see who it was. “i am having trouble understanding.” neteyam declared in a neutral voice, and your head shot in his direction because of his sudden appearance. “can you help me? you are the expert, right?”

you saw how tsireya was nodding her head and urging you to go from behind neteyam. you sighed, grabbing his wrist without a word and yanking him away from the group.

neteyam is surprised, but he doesn’t say anything and just lets you drag him. you took him to the water, and without warning, you pulled him to dive with you. bubbles came out of his mouth when he coughed from the water that rapidly entered him. you let his wrist go and watched him swim up the surface from underwater.

neteyam gasped, taking in as much air in his lungs to mellow out his breathing. you stayed underwater, almost lying on the seabed to observe him. you almost felt kind of bad, but your smile did not reflect what you felt.

neteyam took his time to breathe before looking back down to find you. he floated on the surface, squinting his eyes as they tried to adjust to the water. and there you were, just right below him, observing him as he did with you.

rays of sun formed reflections on the water, and they were blurred on your skin that it made parts of you glow. he watched as your third eyelids delayed every time you blinked, a distinct feature of the metkayina he found interesting. your hair swayed with the water below you, as did your tail trying to keep you in your position. you looked so beautiful to him, and he admits that no woman he has known could compare to you; this fact hasn’t changed since he first saw you.

neteyam began signing and telling you to come up, but you signed back ‘why? swim.’ he only shook his head.

when he lifted himself to breathe again, you swam up in front of him. you watched him fix a few strands of his hair before he said, “let me make it up to you. whatever i did, i won’t do it again.”

you tilted your head, “how?”

“i’ve noticed you liked creating ornaments and decorative garments for yourself. allow me to help you by hunting for you.” he offered. the determined look on his face couldn’t mask the confidence he had for his skills as a warrior. but the forest was different as the water had its own ways. this caused you to have doubts for him.

you shook your head. “i can hunt very well on my own. i do not need you to do that for me.”

he stared at you as if he was thinking about how to salvage his only plan. looks like he hadn’t thought about a backup.

but perhaps this was something that should be done to serve as the catalyst for the improvement of your relationship. you thought about it all night after all, and you decided to give him a chance.

“okay, fine.” you sighed. “there is one thing i’ve had my eye on for a while. you can help me get it.”

a smile finds its way on his face. “you can count on me.”

–

neteyam woke up much earlier than he usually did the next morning. the sun had risen but it was too early for anybody else to wake up. careful not to wake his sleeping family members, he snuck his way out the pod and went to the beach - it was where you agreed to meet up.

you told him that what you wanted was located a little further from the reef. but getting there meant getting in trouble, so you were expecting him to back out. after all, he had told you before how strict it was in their family, his father especially. but neteyam did not waver. he stood firmly by what he offered you and agreed to come with you. he was a man of his word, and you were impressed.

neteyam found you in his line of sight when he got closer to the meet up place. you were feeding an ilu with one hand, while your other held a decorated wooden spear much taller than yourself. you didn’t notice him arriving behind you.

“i’m here.” he uttered.

you turned around to look at him, and he noticed how you wore a different top from yesterday. he acknowledged how talented you were with your hands. 

“you are just in time.” you nodded. “are you ready? where is your weapon?”

he took out the hunting knife from his belt and raised it to show you. “i would have brought my bow and arrow, but that would be useless underwater, wouldn’t it?”

you chuckled. “whatever you have to protect yourself, forest boy.” you moved to mount your ilu. “we won’t be hunting anyway. our weapons are for protection only. what i want is not from an animal.”

neteyam went closer to the water and began calling for his ilu. “then? what is it that you want?” he asked as he mounted his ilu.

you met with his eyes once again. “a pearl, found inside the cave. it is being guarded.”

–

neteyam was trailing behind you as you led the way in front of him. you had passed the three brothers island chain quite a while ago and the journey was quiet. neteyam scouted the area, he had never been here before of course, as he was new to the clan. but have you?

“have you hunted here before? you seem to have memorized the area.” 

you hummed. “a couple of times. but only when the adults with me forget i am with them. i never swim too far though.” you turned your upper body to face him, “it is against the clan rules, and my parents have lost their way there.”

he nods, looking down. “i see.”

you observed his expression, unconsciously making your ilu slow down to match his pace. “neteyam, why are you so keen on making it up to me?” your question made him raise his head to meet your gaze. “you have even disobeyed the rules just because i told you to. you are risking yourself to get in trouble with the clan, with your father. i do not understand.”

“i don’t want there to be anything negative between us. i never wanted to upset you in the first place.”

your brows furrowed. “then why did you...?” your voice trailed, unable to continue your words. why did you want to look for me so much, neteyam? were you hoping to get me in trouble? did you want me to feel ashamed?

so many questions ran through your head, but his voice interrupted your thoughts. “i wanted to find you, because i thought you were beautiful.” he answered firmly, as if he knew what you were asking in your mind.

you stared at him in shock; his answer was not what you expected. you searched his face for any sign of lie, but you found nothing. his steady gaze on you made your heart thump from a feeling you haven’t felt before. 

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[someone1348]

forgive me if I'm doing this wrong lol but could I request the rottmnt brothers tickling the reader after they realize the reader has been dropping hints that they want to be tickled?? love you fam 💜💜💜

HIII! I'm so sorry this is so late but I hope you enjoy regardless my friend!

I think im running out of gifs so if we get repeats I apologize lol!

Anyways!

The people in this: Lee!Reader, Ler!Turtles (Sepreate! And Established relationship!)

G/N (gender neutral) reader as always! :]

(N/n)= Nickname

Tw: wearing a crop top, other than that none but this is a tickle fic so if you don't like it, don't read it! :] /pos

With all of that being said Enjoyy!

-K :]

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Leo!:

It started with some light poking. When he didn't budge to that, you stepped it up a bit to little scribbles and when THAT didn't work you decided to lay across him and see what happens.

"Clingy day, huh? Well, lucky for you! Leon's a huge cuddle monster!" He wrapped you up into a beautiful hug, which if you weren't in this situation would have felt like heaven, but it really made it worse. His hands were so close to your tickle spots, but so far!

You let out a sigh as he tilted his head when looking at you in question

"What's up baby?"

"Nohothingg"

It finally clicked, after all of that time! How did he not see it before! That confused face turned into a smirk quickly as he started to lightly trace your sides "Lee mood?"

"Leheo!"

"I've got you giggles~" he began to skitter his tickly fingers all over your tickle spots, satisfying what you've hinted at all day!

"Im gonna getcha'!~" He giggled along with you as he moved to your worst spot

"LEHEHEOHOHO!"

"Hehey! You asked for this!" He smirked blowing a quick raspberry to your tickle spot, continuing until he's seen you've had enough, rubbing the ghost tickles away "How are you feeling now giggles?~"

"Behehetter"

"I'm always happy to help" he smiled and pulled you in for another Leo hug.

All you've wanted all day was to get wrecked. You woke up, and it started, that all to well known feeling spread across your body as you sighed. 'What to do?' You thought to yourself as you weighed your options.

You choose your loving boyfriend as your target. He was easy to crack, just mess with his stuff and bam! Tickle city here you come!

You smiled walking into his lab to pay him a nice vist "Heyy D!"

"Afternoon Dove, what a treat, you stopping by" he smiled putting his goggles back on and went back to work "Unfortunately I am busy though dove if you don't mind waiting I will be with you in a moment"

You nodded before smirking 'no way! It's go time!' You quietly waddled over to your boyfriend starting with easy pokes

"Dove" he warned you as you continued moving on to gentle scribbles

"Ihi am very busy dove! What has gotten into yo-" it clicked as he smirked, what gave it away was you picking up a peice of tech off of his desk

"If you wanted tickles dove, you could've just asked" His smirk grew as he used the two robot hands to place you onto his lap as he began to scribble all over your tickle spots

"You're lucky im such a nice boyfriend, I could've made you ask but I didn't~" he continued moving to your worst spot "Tickletickletickletickle~"

"DOHOHONNIEHEHE!"

"Satisfied?"

"YEHEHES!"

"Excellent" he smiled rubbing the ghost tickles away "Now if you would patiently wait over there giggles I will be with you in just a moment"

"Wihill doho!"

This lee mood was extreme. And desperate times calls for desperate measures! You threw on a cool looking, loose crop top and went over to your boyfriends house.

It was a beautiful day in New York so if anyone else asks about the crop top it was the perfect excuse. Having some of your tickle spots exposed though did not help the situation.

You announced your presence as you entered, and your teddy bear of a boyfriend came running!

"(Y/N)!!- wOahh!" He looked at what you were wearing, and his smile got even bigger "YOU LOOK INCREDIBLE!" He pulled you into a spinning bear hug before putting you down gently

"Thank you Raph!" You gave him a gentle poke to his side but nothing worked. He just giggled and asked if you wanted to watch a movie.

Halfway through the movie you ended up letting out a sigh. He caught it fast and paused the movie. "Are you okay (n/n)?"

You nodded as a blush spread to your face it finally clicked "Oohhhhh!" He smirked as he looked at you again "I should've known from the minute you walked in here!" He giggled before scribbling all over your tickle spots

"RAHaHapHie!"

"Tickletickletickletickle Dawwww the tickle monsters got you now giggles!" He smiled moving to your worst spot

"RAHAHAPH!"

He giggled along with you "You're too cute (y/n)" he stopped once he saw you've had enough. Rubbing the ghost tickles away he held you close,

"Ihim sorry I didn't see it sooner"

"Yohou're all good Honey, I'll try to ask next time, key word, Try!"

'Video games! It was the perfect plan!' You thought to yourself as you challenged Mikey to a Mario kart race.

You had woken up in a lee mood, and it only got worse by the minute! You set everything up perfectly, poking him to throw him off, several rounds and nothing worked even when he lost he was so supportive.

Eventually, you sighed, giving up the sharade. He caught on fast, his confusion turning into a smirk "Does someone want ticklesss?"

His comment did not help, your face got red as you giggled out his name "Mihikey!"

"Come here giggles!-" He wasted no time wrapping you up in a tickle hug, scribbling all over your tickle spots on the now shared bean bag chair "Tickletickletickletickle"

"MIhiKEHeY!"

Mikey giggled "You're so cute! Ah! You make my heart soar (n/n)!" He was being genuine before moving to your worst spot

"MIHIHIKEHEHEY!"

"Dawww my little giggle bug!" He continued until he saw you've had enough "Okahay okay, feeling any better cutie?" He rubbed away the ghost tickles and held you close

"Yehes, thahank you Mihikey"

"Anytime my muse Anytime!" He turned the game off and cuddled you the rest of the night until you had to unfortunately go home.

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I absolutely loved writing this! I hope you all enjoyed it too!

You are loved, you are valued, you are important and you will always be more than good enough! Have a great day everyone you truly deserve it! /p /gen /pos

-K :]

[milawritesstuff]

heyy! i realky enjoy your writing and was womdering if you could do something on the reader and gavi’s first time but reader is a virgin:)

A/N: Okay I think this one is super sweet.

Warnings: Smut

The beautiful light brown eyes next to you looked over at and you smiled. He leans his head in closer to you and his nose touches yours. You smile as you let out a small chuckle and he slowly wraps his lips around yours. 

-I love you, you know that?- he whispers. You nod.

You and Gavi were in your bedroom watching a movie, your parents had gone out for the night and your brother had also gone out leaving just you and Gavi alone.

-You know what you said the other day?- asked Gavi biting his bottom lip. 

-I say a lot of things Gavi.- you smile.

-You said maybe you were ready for us to do it?- He asked hesitantly.

-I - I. - He interrupted you.

-If you’re not ready its fine, I just - you brought it up and.-

-I’m ready Gavi but don’t expect much, okay?-

He chuckled. -I didn’t mean it like that, I mean if you’re ready I am too.- He smiled.

You leaned in against him and placed your head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around you and you just took in his scent. You felt him place a small kiss on your head.

-I want to try right now.- You whisper almost as if you were afraid he would listen but at the same time eager. 

He quickly looked at you and widened his eyes. He gulped. -Are you sure?-

You nodded as you stood up from the bed and slowly took off your sweater. He sat on the bed staring at you. You kept your eyes locked with his. He could tell you were nervous but let you go on. As your sweater went off you were left with just your bra on. He stood up and placed his arms around you. - Do you know how beautiful you are?-

He left sweet kisses on your lips and his arms pulled you in closer to him. You tug at the hem of his shirt. - Your turn now, Gavira.- He chuckles. His beautiful smile sends butterflies all over your body. You can’t believe how lucky you are to have him as your boyfriend and for him to be your first time.

You step back as he takes his shirt off and you stare at his beautiful chest and chiseled abs. You had seen him like this when you went to the beach but right now it was different. He stepped forward nervously and took your lips in for another kiss. The kisses went from soft and sweet to feeling hungry and rough. You managed to take off your pants leaving you in just your panties while he did the same. You slowly pushed him against the bed and sat on top of him. You grinded against him, the fabric of yours and his underwear in between him growing harder and your core. You had done this before but it had never felt this good, it was probably the anticipation. His arms around your back when you felt him trying to unclasp your bra. When he finally managed to you separated your lips from his and stared at him as he slowly pulled the bra off of you. He looked at your bare chest and then up at you. -I love you.- He said.

You began to grid onto him again causing him to let out a groan. -Are you sure?- He said. You nodded.

-Here, lets switch or it will hurt more.- He said as he placed you on the bed. He walked towards his pants and took a condom out of his wallet. He walked over to you again and took off your underwear. He stood there looking at you which caused you to become even more nervous and you moved your head to look sideways - You’re making me nervous Pablo.-

He smiled and put the condom on, you could see his arms were shaking and it took him longer than expected. You let out a small l laugh. - I’m nervous too Y/N.- he said as he went onto the bed and hovered over you.

-Open your legs for me.- He said and you did as he asked. You laid there as you felt your heart was going to burst out of your chest. -I’ll be gentle, I promise.- He said as he leaned in closer to you and began to kiss you.

You can feel him at your entrance and then he proceeds to enter slowly. You wince at the stinging pain and let out a small moan which caught you off guard. You close your eyes and as soon as he notices he pulls out.

-I’m sorry baby.- He says and looks down at you.

-Don’t. Try it again.- You say. He leans in and places a small delicate kiss on your lips as you feel the pressure of him trying to enter you once again.

-Is that okay?- He asks. The pain again takes over your body and you can’t say much. You just nod at him to keep on going. He slowly goes out and in. Its almost as if he thinks he’s going to break you, checking on you every time he thrusts in.

-You can go faster Gavi.- You say as you get used to this new feeling of him inside of you. You push your head up to get closer to him and he gets the hint, he leans in and begins to kiss you. You can still feel him going in and out. His hands a little more relaxed now as he cups your face and slowly thrusts into you. You let out a moan in between kisses which causes him to smile.

-You like it?- He asks and stops kissing you to look at you.

You smile and nod -Yes.-

He takes it slow. -I promise it will feel better next time.- he whispers. You can feel a new feeling in the pit of your stomach and you hear him moan -You’re clenching around me baby. It feels so good.- You don’t know what’s going on but you can suddenly feel a wave of pleasure go through all of your body and you moan out his name.

-Gavi, I think I came.- You say out of breath.

-I’m almost done.- he says as he grunts and buries his head in the crook of your neck. You can hear him whimper and it drives you crazy. A few seconds later he lets out one last moan and you can feel his body fall onto you.

He stands up and takes himself out of you, taking the condom off of him.

-How was that?- he asks.

You smile. -Unbelievable.- You say as he giggles.

-Do you feel okay?-

-I think.- He lays on the bed next to you and places a small kiss on your forehead. -I love you.- He whispers.