#how do you come up with these requests? 😭

[wcters]

𝗦𝗟𝗜𝗣 𝗨𝗣

pairing: lando norris x fem!driver!reader

summary: you and lando have been dating for awhile, and although there’s been some speculation, it’s never been confirmed until there’s a slip up from your boyfriend

request: lando and driver!reader are secretly dating but fans have speculations because of many interactions on and off the grid. then they finally get caught during one of lando’s streams with max

warnings: swearing, pda, established relationships, mental health jokes | faceclaim is courtney crone

f1

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f1 lando norris takes his first win at the miami grand prix with y/n y/l/n getting second and max verstappen taking third! 🤩

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user1 who’s crying?? i’m not crying

user2 LETS GO LANDO!!!!!!!!

yourusername never forgetting this one ❤️

↳ user3 babe what does this mean??

↳ user4 chill. it’s probably because she got second

user5 amazing podium 😭😭

user6 his hard work payed off

↳ user6 Y/N LIKED

yourusername

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yourusername great weekend for the team and me !!!! congratulations to lando on his first win and max for third! to the next one 🤘

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haasf1team that’s our girl 🥳🥳

user1 she’s too cute ☺️

user2 congratulations on p2!!

landonorris my eyes are so sore right now, i’m having a hard time typing this

↳ yourusername consequences of winning 🤷‍♀️ maybe let me by next time

↳ landonorris i’ll keep this thanks

user3 he clocked her with that one 💀

user4 now they’re flirting over instagram comments

↳ user5 they down bad ‼️

f1gossip

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f1gossip lando norris and y/n y/l/n seen dancing and cuddled together by multiple sources in a club in miami during the miami grand prix after party 👀

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user1 they are together. they have to be

user2 i’m not surprised

user3 THE WAY THEY’RE HOLDING HANDS 😭😭😭

user4 there’s a wall of evidence against them at this point ‼️

user5 they’re too cute 🥺🥺

user6 they both look so hot 🔥🔥

yourusername

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yourusername made some friends on the plane ✈️👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

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user1 she’s going to see lando

user2 do you not get tired of travelling??

user3 this is a bonding moment only girls get 👯‍♀️👯‍♀️

↳ yourusername oh for sure. shes now invited to my future wedding 😌

user4 she’s going to monaco FOR SURE

user5 how’d you even get into that position 💀

↳ yourusername i don’t mess up when it comes to getting comfortable 🤨🤨

↳ user6 and who are you sleeping on??!

↳ yourusername my new friend. shout out liz‼️

landonorris

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landonorris excited for the time off ☀️

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user1 excited for the time or excited for who you’re spending it with?

user2 he only smiles that big when the topic has something to do with y/n 🤨🤨

user3 whoever sent that text (y/n, we know it’s you) is so real for that

user4 they think they’re being secretive but they’re not 😭

user5 notice how y/n’s always the first to like 🧐

↳ user6 she’s refreshing his instagram every second

user7 i know that text is from y/n she’s that dramatic

f1gossip

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f1gossip y/n y/l/n seen in a store near lando norris’ apartment building in monaco yesterday. could she be visiting him?

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user1 she’s totally visiting him

user2 why do her fits always eat 😭😭😭

user3 she could just be visiting friends there. lots of the grid live there 🤷‍♀️

user4 praying they’re together 🙏🙏

user5 she’s so pretty and photogenic ❤️

yoursuername posted to their story! lando norris posted to their story!

f1gossip

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f1gossip lando norris accidentally revealed his relationship with y/n y/l/n earlier today during one of his streams where he thought he was muted. he later found out by max fewtrell and quickly ended the stream

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user1 are we really surprised?

user2 of course lando did that 💀💀

user3 how has this man not leaked his address by the amount of times he thought he was muted when he wasn’t

↳ user4 how does this man have a whole twitch platform yet act like he doesn’t know how to use it

user5 we were right ‼️

user6 y/n probably knew this was going to happen by how many times it’s happened before

yourusername

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yourusername how did i know this was going to happen 🤨

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maxfewtrell warned you

↳ yourusername you did 😔

user1 they’re too cute

landonorris oops 😬

↳ yourusername 🙄🙄🙄

user2 she’s already done with his bullshit

riabish babies 🥺🥺

↳ yourusername we need to have a girls night soon with @pietra.pilao !!!!!

↳ riabish yes!!

↳ pietra.pilao text the gp asap 💗

landonorris

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landonorris guess it caught up to me

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yourusername 🙄😌😚

user1 this is so lando of him

user2 cuties

maxfewtrell about time mate

user3 we’re not surprised at all

riabish too cute ❤️

↳ yourusername love you ri 😚

[txrully]

can you do some hc or a small scenarios of kaiser playing soccer with his so please? and OMD ur little hc are so fun to real pls continue to write😭😼🙏🏻

JUST A LITTLE KICK!

summary: IN WHICH KAISER PLAYS SOCCER WITH HIS S/O!

warning: gn!reader ( although liebling is mentioned which is fem ig- but idk german okay 😮‍💨)

a/n: i tried the html thing on the web but it deleted my work ; never gonna do that 🫠 but tysm for your request and kind words!! 🫶

it starts out casual. kaiser teasing you, twirling the ball under his foot like he’s showing off for a crowd of thousands instead of just you in the backyard.

“come on, try to take it from me,” he says, flashing that smug little grin. you roll your eyes but humor him, stepping forward cautiously.

of course, he’s ridiculous. dodging you effortlessly, flicking the ball over your head just to laugh when you spin around.

“you’re making this too easy, liebling,” he teases, jogging backwards like the show-off he is.

but then you catch him slipping. maybe he gets too confident—or maybe you’re just quicker than he expects. you dart in, steal the ball, and sprint towards the makeshift goal (which, let’s be real, is probably just two cones or shoes).

“oh, no you don’t!” kaiser shouts, chasing after you.

he catches up, of course—he’s kaiserrr after all—but not before you take your shot. the ball rolls into the goal, and you throw your arms up in victory.

“and that’s how it’s done!” you say, grinning.

he’s all mock offense, hands on his hips, but there’s this proud little twinkle in his eyes. “okay, okay, i might’ve underestimated you, but i went easy on you this time,” he says, ruffling your hair as he walks past.

but the truth? he’s already planning a rematch.

© txrully :: 2024

do not copy, translate, repost, or plagiarize my works in any way.

[seasprincess]

ok another one. im sorry this man is PLAGUING my mind helppp

teaching stiles how to kiss you. Just, fully talk him through it- where to put his hands, when to move them, other places he can kiss, not to cover up his sounds-- and then it gets a little heated, but reader has to go and stiles is left a flustered hot and bothered mess but hey! now he fully understands the joys of kissing

sorry im constantly requesting the same character hes just USHDFDJSK yknow? no? okay bye 😭

kissing practice with bf!Stiles

warnings: suggestive so mdni! mainly fluff

Stiles Stilinski has never had a girlfriend. Well not until now. But seeing as he’s not had a girlfriend before. He doesn’t know a lot of…relationship things.

“Is this fine?” Stiles says as he looks at you sitting on the bed, pulling away from the kiss.

Stiles is meters away from you, to scared to get to close and fuck this up. He doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable either, even if you were the initiated it.

“You can move closer.” You say as you look over at him. Slightly moving closer to him. He’s just so far away.

“Yeah, sure, right okay.” He says as he moves closer before looking at you. He’s so nervous it’s honestly so cute. He cares so much about making sure you’re okay that he’s forgotten to act like a human. “You sure this is okay?”

Stiles constantly checks in with you whenever anything slightly sexual happens. When you’re cuddling, kissing or even just holding hands. He stresses so much.

So much that you decide to take things into your own hands.

Literally.

You grabs Stiles hands and place them on your hips as you look at him.

“Let me help you.” You say as he looks at you with those big brown puppy eyes, waiting for this moment to happen.

“Sure, okay, cool. Coolio.” He mentally slaps himself. His mouth just speaks and embarrasses himself more and more.

But when you laugh he just breathes out a breath he didn’t know you were holding. Thank god you don’t think he’s weird. Well. Not too weird.

“Just keep kissing me like you were, you can add tongue too.” You say as his cheeks turn a rosy pink, visibly getting flustered by you. “And your hands, touch me more. Okay?”

Stiles nods quickly. Embarrassingly quickly.

You place your lips back on his as you start your practicing. He takes a few seconds before kissing you back. His hands moving over you before coming up to cup your cheek. Pulling your face closer as he takes your words in account as he gets more needy.

You move closer to him before slowly slipping your tongue into his mouth. Smiling.

But as you do a little whine comes from Stiles, his eyes widening as he pulls back to look at you.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to do tha-“

“It’s okay Stiles.” You cut him off as you smile at him. “It’s normal. Don’t need to hide it.”

“I don’t?”

You shake your head as you smile at him. Gently stroking his cheek.

Stiles can’t help but feel more safe with you, feeling less embarrassed about the noise that came out. You make him feel so safe.

“Why don’t you kiss my neck?”

Stiles perks up at this as he looks at you. Nervous about this idea but also so excited.

He nods as he leans closer to your neck before his lips attach to it. Kissing it softly as you are the one now making noises.

You decide to move and straddle his lap. Which earns some panicked expressions from Stiles as he looks at you.

“Okay. We’re doing that now.” He says as his nerves pick up.

“Is this okay?”

Stiles quickly nods as his hands land on your hips as they slowly start to rock.

And god is Stiles enjoying this, little noises falling from his mouth as he captured you in a sloppy kiss.

This moment is perfect. Your perfect. He doesn’t want this moment to end. He wants it to last fo-

Your phone dings so you have to pull away. You check your phone to see your dad’s wanting you home.

“I gotta go home.” You say as you place your hands on his cheeks.

And Stiles is disappointed by this. He pouts as you climb off him. He can’t even speak, he’s just too flustered.

He’s so worked up and flustered and you’re leaving him like this?

Now that’s got to be a form of torture.

“I’ll ring you later.” You say as you kiss him before heading to the door, having to get home quick.

“Yeah. Call you.” He says as he smiles. “Love you.”

“Love you too.”

And with that you’re gone.

And he’s still flustered. He’s going to be thinking about that kiss while he does some…activities in a moment.

a/n: not proof read and i LOVED this request!

tags- @inlovewithdob @allydiass

[dancingdonatello]

coming up on finishing cherry (as it is anyways hehe), and WOW. maybe I do like villain aus actually. leo's characterization is so stellar, and I love the bits of the other boys we see. good shit!!! raph's crush on the reader has my heart hurting for him a lil bit 😭 if you don't mind the request, might I ask for a rise raph crushing on a reciprocating, but equally oblivious reader? the way you write him fawning over the reader is so adorable!! take your time if you decide to!! <3 -@boybeholding

thanks so much 🥺🥺 i’m glad you liked my characterization !!! i tried to keep him as true to himself as he could be

rise raph x reader

“So.” Raph shifted beside you on the couch. His weight made the cushions dip and you slipped into his side. You scooted away. Then fell back into his side. You looked up at him with an awkward smile which he returned.

“So…” You looked towards the projection on the screen. “What are we watching?”

“Um.” He focused on the projection but you saw how he glanced at you multiple times. “You can pick, Raph doesn’t mind.”

“You’re sure?”

“Well. To be honest, we only have Splinter’s shows downloaded. Donnie hasn’t shown any of us how to project other shows…”

You stared at him. “What? You’ve lived here your whole life and don’t know how to use a projector?”

His scales flushed and he shrugged, nervously fumbling around with his hands. “Dad usually hogs the living room, so…”

“Hm.” You looked back to the wall. “Wanna just come over to mine then?”

“Yours?” His voice went a few octaves higher than usual and you sent him a surprised glance. “I mean,” he cleared his throat, “yours?”

“Yeah. Nobody’s home so.” He went rigid. “Are you okay?” You reached out and put a hand on his arm.

“I’m okay.” He stood up, grabbing you effortlessly. “Let’s go.”

“Uh—” He carried you towards the lair exit and you swore you saw three pairs of white eyes staring at you from the shadows. “Okay.” This was alright. Who didn’t like being manhandled by a muscle-y mutant who could probably do many, many things to you. Anyways.

He cleared his throat again, looking nervous. Tucked against his chest, you peered at him curiously.

“You look… nice today.” He risked a peek down at you before his gaze snapped back up to where he was going. “As always.”

You melted at the compliment, fingers brushing against his plastron. You smiled when he shivered. “Thanks.”

[motherismotheringggg]

Hello! Hope you’re having a good day!

I wanted to request something with like Nicholas where maybe he’s sort of the dom but is tied up and telling reader to do things but like she’s also in control cause he can’t touch her and he’s maybe like begging!

No pressure ofc 🫣🫶🏼 I love your writings

command and surrender ⛓️‍💥

summary: this lovely anon request, thanks pookie <3

type: dom!(sub!) nicholas x sub!(dom!) female reader

tags: bondage (m!), oral (m! receiving), dry humping

author’s note: your honor, this user is OBSESSED with whiny nicholas 😭 also this the shortest one i wrote and it’s also a lil cliffhanger teehee

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The bathroom mirror reflected the nerves on your face, the warm glow of the vanity lights amplifying every anxious detail. You smoothed your hands down the lacey fabric of your lingerie, the deep black lace hugging every curve perfectly. Normally, you loved how something like this made you feel: confident, sensual, and in control. But tonight was different.

You noticed your fingers trembled slightly as you adjusted the delicate straps on your shoulders. You weren’t usually the type to get nervous before sex—not with Nicholas. Your chemistry had always been electric, effortlessly connected. Even when you pushed the boundaries or steered the rhythm, you were comforted knowing he was always the one holding the reins.

But tonight, Nicholas had asked you to take things a step further.

“I trust you,” he’d said over dinner, his tone steady and deliberate, carrying the same weight as always. The low, romantic light of the restaurant played across his face, sharpening the edges of his jaw, while the deep red wine stained his lips just enough to draw her gaze. He leaned back in his chair, exuding ease, but his eyes never wavered from hers.

“I want you to make me depend on you,” he said, the words deliberate and certain, as if even this, his surrender, was something he commanded.

And now, he was waiting for her on the other side of the bathroom door, hands tied to the headboard.

Your breath hitched at the thought. You’d always been adventurous in the bedroom, more than willing to indulge his fantasies, but this was new territory. With Nicholas restrained, your usual dynamic felt entirely flipped. You could still hear the echo of his teasing words from earlier, his smirk sharp and self-assured.

“Don’t keep me waiting too long, sweetheart,” he called out from the bedroom.

Your excitement swirled with a touch of anxiety as you turned the handle, stepping into the dimly lit space.

Nicholas was exactly where you’d left him. His broad shoulders pressed against the pillows, his wrists bound securely above his head with silk ties. His tight black briefs clung, you could see his dick hardening the moment he laid eyes on you. The lowlights of your room highlighted the lines of his chest and the flex of his biceps as he tested the restraints. His dark eyes were fixed on her, smoldering desire and hunger.

“Finally,” he drawled, his voice thick with anticipation. “I was starting to think you were too nervous to come out.”

Your legs felt a little shaky, but you forced yourself to walk with confidence, your hips swaying just enough to keep his attention fixed on you. Nicholas’s gaze didn’t waver, roaming over every inch of your body, from the delicate straps of your lingerie to the curve of your thighs. His breaths came heavier, the evidence of his arousal unmistakable in the way his briefs strained against him.

You paused at the foot of the bed, striking poses that you knew would drive him crazy. Turning slowly, you let him take in every detail, the lace hugging your body and leaving just enough to the imagination.

A low, guttural sound escaped his throat, somewhere between a groan and a growl, sending a shiver down your spine.

“You like what you see?” you teased, your voice carrying more steadiness than you felt.

His eyes darkened, trailing back up to meet yours, and for a moment, you thought you’d pulled it off. But then he smirked—that damn smirk—and let out a deep chuckle that had your stomach twisting in both nerves and desire.

“You’re nervous,” he said, his voice smooth and dripping with amusement. It wasn’t a question.

Your lips parted to protest, but he shook his head, the silk ties holding his wrists barely restraining the authority in his presence.

“Come here,” he said firmly, his voice leaving no room for argument. “Get on the bed. Crawl to me the way I like.”

Your breath hitched, heat pooling low in your stomach as you obeyed, the moment thick with anticipation. Placing one knee on the mattress, you moved slowly, deliberately, letting him watch every shift and sway of your body. His sharp breaths filled the room, each one fanning the embers of your confidence.

By the time you reached him, his jaw was tight, his fingers flexing against the restraints as though he could will them to snap just to touch you.

“That’s my girl,” he murmured, his voice rough around the edges. “You’re already so good at this.”

You climbed onto his lap, your knees sinking into the mattress on either side of his hips. Slowly, deliberately, you lowered yourself until you were straddling him, the heat of his body radiating through the thin fabric of your lingerie. His cock, hard and straining against his briefs, pressed against you, and you rolled your hips just enough to feel the friction.

Nicholas’s head tipped back against the pillow, a whimper escaping his lips, low and unrestrained. It wasn’t like him to sound so desperate, and the noise sent a rush of power through you.

“God, you’re killing me,” he groaned, his biceps flexing as he pulled against the silk ties in vain. “I can’t touch you. It’s fucking torture.”

You smirked down at him, leaning forward to let your hands rest lightly on his chest, your fingertips grazing over the firm muscles. “Maybe I like you this way,” you teased, your voice husky and dripping with confidence you weren’t entirely sure you felt.

He laughed softly, though his breaths were coming shorter now. His dark eyes locked onto yours, filled with so much heat it was almost unbearable. “You’re so sexy baby,” he murmured, his voice quieter but no less intense. “And I completely trust you.”

His reassurance steadied you, grounding you in the moment. You ground your hips against him again, watching his lips part as a low groan slipped out.

“I love when you do that,” he said, his tone shifting slightly, taking on that commanding edge you knew so well—even while bound. “When you move like that, you know exactly how good you feel.”

You bit your lip, the praise igniting something in you as he continued.

“And when you put your hands on me,” he went on, his voice dropping an octave. “Like earlier, at dinner, when you touched my thigh under the table? I could’ve pulled you into my lap right there. And when you grab my neck when you’re riding me... Jesus, it drives me insane.”

His words sent a fresh wave of heat rushing through you, your movements against him becoming bolder, more intentional.

“Keep going,” you urged softly, your fingers sliding higher up his chest, your nails just barely grazing his skin. You started grinding on him slowly, your hips rocking with a slow methodical motion.

Nicholas struggled to keep his composure, his breaths growing heavier as you continued to grind against him, the slow, deliberate motion sending shivers down both your spines.

“I—I love when you moan into my mouth when we’re making out,” he managed, his voice faltering as your hips rolled against him. “And when you... oh, fuck... when you bite my nipples—”

His words broke off into a deep grunt, the tension in his body visible as he fought to stay coherent. But as your pace increased, his grunts turned into throaty moans, and then into something softer, needier—whimpers that made your stomach clench with satisfaction.

You couldn’t help but revel in the way he was falling apart beneath you. The friction between his hard cock and your throbbing nub was starting to unravel you as well, each roll of your hips sending sparks shooting through your body.

Your hands found their way to his broad shoulders, gripping them as you rode him, steady and commanding. His dark eyes flickered open, glassy with lust as they trailed up to meet yours.

“Choke me,” he rasped, his voice ragged but insistent.

Without hesitation, you obeyed, sliding your hands up to rest lightly around his neck, your thumbs brushing over the edge of his jawline. Slowly, you applied just enough pressure to feel his Adam’s apple bob beneath your palm.

Nicholas’s head tipped back, his lips parting with a guttural groan, but his eyes drifted shut as the sensations overwhelmed him.

“Keep your eyes on me,” you commanded suddenly, surprising yourself with the firm edge in your voice.

His eyelids fluttered open, his pupils blown wide as they locked onto yours. The intensity in his gaze made you feel electrified, completely in control.

“Watch me cum, baby,” you said, your voice sultry and dripping with confidence you hadn’t fully realized you had.

His jaw went slack, his breathing uneven, and his body strained against the silk ties, his need to touch you written all over him. His desperation only spurred you on, your movements growing faster, your body chasing the release building in your core.

You bit your lip, your head tilting back as waves of pleasure began to crash over you. Your eyes fluttered shut, rolling back as the tension in your body finally snapped. A moan escaped your lips, raw and uninhibited, and the sight of you unraveling above him pushed Nicholas closer to his breaking point.

He thrashed beneath you, his muscles taut and straining as if his very being ached to touch you. “Please,” he groaned, his voice rough and desperate. “I need to feel you—let me be inside you.”

Instead of granting his request, you leaned down, capturing his lips in a slow, deep kiss that left him gasping. Your fingers found their way to his face, cradling it as your tongue slid against his in a way that felt more possessive than tender. He moaned into your mouth, the sound sending another shiver through your already sensitive body.

You broke the kiss to trail your lips down the strong line of his jaw, over the stubble on his cheek, and down to his neck. Your teeth grazed the sensitive skin there, biting just hard enough to leave marks—a constellation of your claim on him.

“Be patient,” you murmured against his skin, your voice sultry and commanding.

Nicholas let out a low growl that turned into a whimper as you slid off his lap, the absence of your body leaving him visibly frustrated.

Your hands moved to the waistband of his briefs, your eyes meeting his as you began to peel the fabric down slowly, teasing him with every inch you revealed. His cock sprang free, hard, and flushed, and the way his breath hitched made you smirk.

“You’ve been so good for me, baby,” you whispered, your fingers brushing against him lightly, eliciting another strained groan. You got into an arched position on your knees, “You deserve this.”

His breath hitched as you licked up his shaft, your tongue tracing all circles on his pink tip, licking the precum off, “you taste so good, baby. I love the way you feel in my mouth.”

Nicholas’s mouth hung open in anticipation as you took his full length into your mouth, he let out a deep sigh followed by more whimpering. Usually, he’d rest a hand on the back of your head or wrap his hands around your jaw to face fuck you but now he was powerless.

You found your rhythm, using your hands for added pleasure to really draw out his climax. You took him to the back of your throat a few times and that drove him crazy.

“Fuck baby…you’re so nasty for me,”he grunted, his hips starting to rock to keep up with your motion.

His hips bucked slightly, his body seeking relief he couldn’t fully grasp as his wrists remained tied above him. You tightened your grip on his thighs, steadying him as you took him deeper, hollowing your cheeks and letting him feel every inch of your mouth.

Nicholas’s head pressed back into the headboard, his jaw slack, and his eyes squeezed shut as moans spilled from his lips. “God… you’re perfect,” he groaned, his voice cracking with desperation. “So fucking good at this—at everything.”

The praise spurred you on, and you let your tongue glide along his length, swirling at the tip before taking him back down again. His thighs tensed under your palms, and his breathing became erratic, each gasp and grunt signaling just how close he was.

“Baby, I—I’m gonna…” His voice faltered as he strained against the silk ties, his entire body trembling. “Please, I need to touch you—I need—”

You pulled back for just a moment, your lips swollen and glistening as you looked up at him through your lashes. “You don’t need to do anything but stay right there,” you purred, running your hand along his length in slow, deliberate strokes. “Let me take care of you.”

The sight of you, so confident and in control, sent him spiraling. “Fuck,” he rasped, his voice thick with need. “I love you so fucking much, baby.”

You leaned in, taking him back into your mouth, and this time you didn’t hold back. Your movements quickened, your hands and mouth working together to push him over the edge. His groans turned into a series of sharp, choked whimpers, his body trembling uncontrollably.

“Oh, shit—” he gasped, his hips jerking as his climax hit, the tension in his body snapping all at once. You didn’t stop, letting him ride out every last wave of pleasure, swallowing his release your touch both tender and relentless.

When he finally stilled, his chest heaving and his head lolling back against the pillows, you sat up, wiping your mouth with a satisfied smirk.

“See?” you teased, your voice soft but laced with triumph. “You didn’t need your hands after all.”

Nicholas let out a breathless laugh, his eyes fluttering open to meet yours. The fire in his gaze was far from extinguished. “Untie me,” he said hoarsely, a wicked grin tugging at his lips. “Your turn.”….

[loohs-world]

You voted and made requests, and this is an order, sorry for the delay in posting, I hope you like it

I will do part two and post it as soon as possible

Face reveal : Hanna Prater and Britta and other pinterest girls

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f1 Sebastian Vettel announces retirement.

Today we say goodbye to the fathers of the grid.. We love you Yn and Sebastian Vettel,come back soon!❤️

user NO 😭

user guys please someone pinch me here so I wake up

user pinch me too

user God, how I'm going to miss them, seeing Yn freaking out because one of her kids got hurt or won, and Seb then😭😭

user We will all miss you ❤️

user Thank you Seb

user crying

user never thought i would see this ☹️

user Great! I couldn't stand looking at Sebastian and his wife anymore

user bitch, shut up

user shit, be quiet

user quiet you are a poet 🙄

user get your cookie 🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪

user 😢

user We love you Seb

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ynvettel We will miss you all, my dear children, you can always count on us🤍🥹

user NO MOTHER 😭

user so it was no joke 💔

user crying and sobbing

user 😢

user don't do that to us 💔

user goat 🐐

user It won't be the same

user Thank you Seb, thank you Yn, you will be missed ❤️

user NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO😭

user legend on and off the track ❤️‍🔥

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sebastianvettel I'm proud to be part of this grid, see you soon guys❤️💪🏻

user 😢

user don't do this to us Sebastian

ynvettel ❤️🥺

user waiting for me to wake up from this horrible nightmare

user 😢😢

user Seb thanks

user we will miss you

user I still don't believe it

user Tomorrow I have to wake up early, but here I am crying lol 😭

user nobody talks to me today 😭✋🏼

userbr hoje é primeiro de abril e eu não estou sabendo? translation: today is april 1st and i don't know?

user oh my heart ☹️

user 😪

user I will miss him

user "I won't say goodbye because that means forever" ✋🏼😭

user this is not goodbye.

[butlervibesonly]

My fav girl! Could you please write something about Austin and reader having twins and being first-time parents?

Love your work, and love u too girl 💕🫶🤗

𝐷𝑜𝑢𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑦 𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑙𝑒 | A. Butler

• Summary : First time parents, and actually Y/n and Austin would never thought that their first time parents would be of two babies!

• Pairing : dad! Austin Butler x mom! reader

• Warnings : fluff, and unless you don't like babies (u should)

• Note : A request for my fav girl @eternal-love !! Thank you for this amazing idea, love ya!!! 🩷

PS. GIF found on Pinterest, credit goes to owner as every pic used on this profile 😭

The bedroom was bathed in soft, sunrise light. You and Austin lay side by side on the bed, your newborn twins, Layla and Leo, nestled between you. Both babies are swaddled in pastel blankets—one pink, one blue, and their tiny faces are a mirror image of Austin. The same strong jawline, the same nose, even the same beautiful blue eyes.

"I still can't believe it," you whisper, your voice filled with awe. Your hand rests gently on Layla’s head, thumb softly brushing over the silky tufts of her blonde hair. “How did we go from just the two of us to… four of us?” you let out a soft laugh, gaze brimming with tears as you look over at Austin.

He chuckles, his own hand cradling Leo. “I don’t know,” he says in his deep but also soft voice. “One moment it was just the two of us, and now…” He trails off, his eyes traveling over the two perfect little faces. "Two babies. At the same time. And they look just like me! I’m not sure if I should be flattered or scared." he jokes.

You laugh softly, nudging his shoulder. “Flattered. Definitely flattered," you look at your babies. "They’re gorgeous thanks to you.”

“And you,” he added firmly, leaning over to kiss you. "I just can’t believe it! Twins, babe. A boy and a girl. How lucky are we?"

Your smile widens. “So lucky. I mean… look at them. Look at their little noses and their tiny fingers.” You reach out to trace Leo's hand, admiring how his fingers curled instinctively around yours. “They’re so small.”

Austin nods, his voice dropping to a whisper. “They’re so perfect, Y/n.” You turn your head to meet his gaze, heart swelling at the love in his eyes. “I’m so glad we’re doing this together, Aus. I can’t imagine a better dad for these two.”

He leans closer, resting his forehead against yours. “And I can’t imagine a better mom.” His eyes flicked back to the twins. “Though I’m still wrapping my head around the fact that they look exactly like me. You might get tired of having me and two mini me's.” Austin teases. You roll your eyes playfully. “Oh, shush. I gave them the eyelashes. And probably the attitude they’ll have in a few years.”

His laugh fills the room. “Fair enough. But I already know we’re going to have our hands full with both of them.”

You two fall into a comfortable silence, the only sounds in the room are the soft breaths of Layla and Leo, and the occasional coo as one of them shifted. For a moment, you looked at Austin, who watched the babies in admiration. He fell in love with them just like you did.

Yours and Austin's heart beat in unison, filled with gratitude, love, and the feeling that this—right here—is everything you ever wanted . As Leo let out a tiny yawn, his sister wiggled closer, and both, you and Austin exchanged a look of pure joy.

“This,” Austin murmured, wrapping an arm around his wife and pulling her close, “is the best thing we’ve ever done.” You rested your head on his shoulder, gazing at your babies. “The best. And all of this is just start, Aus.”

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Aaaahhh!! I had so much fun writing this, and thanks to incredible @eternal-love for coming up with this idea!! I had so much fun writing this!! 🥹🍼🧸

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Pairing: Spencer Agnew x gn!Reader

─ · · SUMMARY: From less like friends (or well still friends) and more like lovers. You and Spencer are riding the wave of having a somewhat public relationship as you announce your newest project!

─ · · TAGS: gender-neutral pronouns, slowburn, fluff, light angst, cheesiness, friends that act like lovers, friends to lovers, mutual pining, attempt at humour, social media au.

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Netflix Get ready to be lassoed into a new series only available on Netflix Fall 2026!

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HollywoodNow From cosy mystery partner to mysetry no more! Insider sources have revealed that (first/name) (last/name) is officially off the market ahead of their role in the new cowboy themed Netflix series: Red Dead Redemption. As confirmed by posts on theirs separate social media accounts, (name)'s romantic partner Spencer Agnew seems to be confirmed by a soft launch after years of dating allegations.

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(name)_undercover Mental Health Check-In #51:

Super proud of myself for remember not to water the plants from overwatering them last week! 😬 Decided to pick up Red Dead Redemption again- but the online version! Me and Spencer have been playing it every night together 💕

Also started a new DnD campaign with the Smosh crew on the weekends! It's been great reconnecting with everyone after a break and I'm excited to see where things go. I'm playing as a teifling warlock-bard!

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Moved to a new place with Spenncer! So great to have a home to finally call my own- entirely! No more leaky faucets or patchy drywall. Just nice space for us to spread out all our collectibles lol. 😊

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[riniworld]

your only one

sorcerer!oc x magic!student

warnings|| mention of an injury, blood.

reference|| you, y/n, use of them two times.

a/n|| yall i have been writing this since jun 29 😭.

you were only a child when you got abandoned.

in a world where magic is forbidden, you were born with it, how? you didn't know, not your father nor your mather had magic, maybe it's just the cruel rule of the world, or your bad luck.

you should have been dead, long ago, but your parents loved you so much, you think. they managed to take you out of the city before anyone can hurt you, you don't remember alot of the events, foggy memories, stormy night, a tall man and his words "run...to a better place, anywhere away from here." and silent. you wonder, did they ever told you that they love you? not that you care that much, at least.

now, after eighteen years, you're living with your master in magic, in a village filled with magicians, it's hidden with a spell so no none magic person can see it.

he's the one who found you in the wild, he helped you, giving you a life and a family, you had always seen aurelius as a big brother, but did he?

"Y/N! come on! wake up!" aurelius voice echo in the small house.

you stir a little as you open your eyes and roll on your back looking at the roof untill you come to your senses, today you'll work with your master after years of studying under him.

you hop out of the bed in excitement, you've been waiting for this day to come for ages.

you stretched your body,regaining your energy, before you can go to do your morning routine, you hear a knock on your door and before you can respond the person come in.

"he-ah you're awake? why didn't you say something?." aurelius said as he enters the room.

"good mornin' master,sorry, i just woke up." you say with a sheepish smile.

"figured so." aurelius chuckle, pointing at your state,and made his way out of the room "come quickly then, beofre the breakfast gets cold." he says before closing the door behind him.

you run down the stairs in a hurry, the delicious smell getting closer, making your stomach growl.

you see your aunt, aurelius mother, bringing the food on the table, you go to help her.

"good mornin' aunty." you say as you take the plates from her hands.

"morning dear." she followed behind you.

you put the plates on the table and sit down, across from aurelius mother.

"so where is master?" you ask when you didn't notice aurelius on the table.

"he got an emergency medicine request, so he had to go to the clinic." she said sitting down, "he said he'll-" she begin but you where nowhere to see.

you appear behind aurelius,it was one of the simple spells he taught you,teleportation.

"that was faster than i thought" he says without looking at you,mixing some ingredients in a bowl.

you walk beside him, watching what he's doing "it was supposed to be my first day working with you, you can't just come without telling me."

"it's not the work hours yet , it was an emergency." he says matter of fact.

"even though..." you mutter to yourself.

"but you're here anyway so mind bringing me a small bottle glass from there?" he points to a shelf filled with glasses of all sizes and shapes.

"..right away" you walk to the shelf and look for what he wants "to whom is the medicine anyway?" you ask.

"to salami's daughter, her temperature is high...again" he sighs "i told him to not let her tires herself out in using her powers but i don't know who's the stubborn one in them."

"poor girl." you say as you hand him the glass.

"you put it in the bottle, weren't you just whining about working,so here." he says as he walks to the side giving you space to the bowl.

your eyes lit up in excitement as you begin to put the medicine in the bottle,since it's magic, everything should be put carefully so as a starter that was much of a trust aurelius has put on you.

"be careful." he whisper, his breath tickling your side, you shoukd be focused on the medicine but you're hyper aware of aurelius every move, maybe because you're nervous..?...or is he a little bit too close this time?

trying to not mess this up,while at the same time aurelius's present is heavy for some reason, you take a scoop from the bowl and put it in the bottle slowly, then repeated this a few times until the glass filled to the top.

"excellent." aurelius praises you as soon as the glass filled, he took the glass from your hand,his fingers brushing yours.

"now, may you take the medicine to salami's house?" he say as he close the glass bottle with a wooden piece "I'll open the store."

"sure." you say in a distant tone, you're still thinking about his intimidated presence a moment ago, that was the first time you feel like that by aurelius.

the next days were heaven to you and hell to aurelius.

the work was easier when the two of you did it together, and you were enjoying every second of it, how can you not when it's your dream?

and aurelius was happy that you loved what you did, and you were very passionate about it too, but he can't shake the bothering feeling in his chest whenever you talked to a client, he wasn't stupid he knew that he had fallen for you long ago.

but when he glanced at you and saw you talking to another client, that's wasn't the feeling he's used to, it's something dark, it's sting, and hurt.

he tried to control it and he couldn't, it's too strong for him to just ignore it, a lot of voices in his head, and it certainly were not angles, but he won't listen to them, after all your happiness is more important..

or it was more important before the last straw hit him.

"doctor!" someone yell, it was followed by a loud thud.

when you ran out of the back room to see what happened, you were greeted by a man carrying an unconscious man on his back...and he was bleeding!

the man looked at you, he was panicing "y/n! where is doctor aurelius?!"

"put him on that bed I'll take care of him!" you said frantically.

the man did what you told him quickly, the other groan as he put down, you left his shirt up,inspecting the wound on his stomach, it wasn't that deep but it sure was bleeding heavily.

"what happened?" you ask the man while taking a cloth bandage it on the other's wound to press temporarily,then start moving around preparing an ointment.

"we were hunting and-and a wild boar attacked us out of nowhere" he explained.

"are you okay?" you look up at him from the mixing bowl worriedly.

"uh-y-yes, yes I'm fine,but my friend isn't."

"don't worry I'll do everything i can do to help him"

you make the ointment as fast as you can,while also trying not to make a mistake, it's not common for someone to get an injury here, the people aren't alot anyway, so it was rare that you see aurelius treat one, but good thing he did teach you how to anyway.

not 15 minutes before you finish it, then take it quickly to the patient,you take off the bandage and the cloth, taking another cloth to clean the wound properly before putting the ointment on his injury, very carefully as to not press on it.

you were focusing entirely on it before you hear glass shattering that makes you jump and stop, you look up to the direction the sound came from in surprise, only to see aurelius standing in the doorway, the shattering came from a jar he has dropped.

"what are you doing?" his tone was natural, but his gaze was one of madness, a man lying down, your hand on his bare stomach, how can he not be mad?.

before you can reply the man spoke "doctor aurelius! please my friend is injured!" the man was nearly screaming but aurelius kept holding your gaze, you don't know why his stare gives you chills, you have never been scared of him but now? now he's not him.

aurelius took all the work, he treated the patient and told his friend to take him home and that he's going to visit between days.

now it's only awkward in the clinic,you know he's mad at you,but for what?.

"mas-"

"go home, you need to rest." he cut you off, his tone leaving no room to argue so you nod and left.

'why am i that angry, it was my choice to teach them and making them work with me, but god that's only testing me.....what i did was wrong..yes i shall fix this, and start all over again'

he unlock a box,and take a book from inside «forbidden magic» was the title.

may the world forgive him but he needs to do this.

a soft knock on your door, it's late but you couldn't sleep,"come in" hoping it was your master, and for your relief it was.

"hey,wanna join me for a drink on the rooftop?" he was holding two cups in his hands.

"sure" you agree, it wasn't uncommon for you two to drink on the rooftop, not necessarily alcohol, but it was refreshing.

"are you upset with me?" you ask warily, as you take a sip from your drink.

"upset? no why would i silly?" he says with a smile, it sounded genuine so you smiled back, taking another long sip from your drink.

aurelius was talking, you can hear his voice, but you can't make out most of what he is saying, your head throbbing and you feel dizzy,you eyes blurry.

"are y-k-ay?" you made out a few letters from what aurelius saying but you couldn't stay awake long before you fell down, the last thing you felt was a pair of hands holding you and then everything is dark.

"ey- y/n? y/n!" you wake up at someone, calling a name, your eyesight got better and you saw who it was.

"aurelius?" that came out naturally, like you knew him, did you? you do...a few image of him appear in the back of your head, but who exactly is he? why you know him?..wait who are you?

"oh thank god, you're awake" he exhale in relief

when he saw your confused expression he returned it "why are you looking at me like that?" he asks

"i don't know...i don't remember anything." you say hesitatly.

"what you don't remember? you just said my name"

"i-..i didn't think..it just came out,i don't know who are you exactly."

for a moment you swear you catch him smiling but it disappeared quickly.

"oh my...the accident must have really affected you." his tone is filled with sadness.

accident?

"what accident?" you ask.

"it's not worth mentioning, that might only hurt you." you trusted him..for some reason you did, but you can't tell why.

"then who are you?"

aurelius smile softly and look you in the eyes "I'm your husband"

have a good day/night♡

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Awh man I was excited for it 😔😔

BUT it is alright!!

Hmm maybe soft prompt #31 with Minghao or DK. Idk they both are suitable with it 😭😭 So u choose

THANK U <33

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hello-hello my 😼anon! gladly will write for you. let's go with seokmin for this one, yeah? thank you for requesting 💜 hopefully you will like it!

fluff prompt: 'dance with me.'

cuddling with seokmin is your favorite way to pass time. his solid weight underneath you, his strong arms around you, his comforting presence next to you - all of it is everything you need after a particularly long day at work. seokmin has this uncanny ability to guess what kind of support you need before you can even ask it from him; he's too attuned to you and your feelings. that's why when he saw you coming back hom with a frown on your face and pouty lips, he knew that cuddling session was in for tonight.

'feeling better, angel?' he asks, kissing your forehead. 'you've been very silent.'

'mhm.' you hide your face deeper in his chest, sighing. 'sorry. i'm good now.'

'what can i do for you, hm? tell me.' seokmin gently rubs your back, knowing how soothing you find this gesture. 'should i cook something? sing something? i can start my stand-up comedy show right now if you wanna laugh.'

you smile at this. your heart warms up at how focused on you and you wellbeing seokmin is - his kind soul is ready to go far and beyond for your happiness. you look up, bumping at his chin with your nose: 'i don't need a thing, seokkie. thank you though.'

seokmin goes through things that make you happy in his mind, which one is the most attainable right now? lightbulb lights up in his mind at the brilliant idea. 'angel, get up. dance with me.' at your confused expression, he gently untangles your limbs and stands up with a wide smile on his face. 'c'mon, you'll love it. dance with me.'

you're not sure, but it's seokmin and it's hard to say no when he stares at you like that. instantly taking you into his arms once you stand up, seokmin first starts humming and then proceeds to sing your favorite song in a low tone. 'seokkie, baby,' you let out in disbelief as he slowly urges you to move. he only smiles at you, not faltering once in his moves or his singing. his voice is magical and your heart swells with emotion as you watch him go out of his way to make you feel better. seeing how your eyes shine with unshed tears, seokmin softens and leans in, resting his forehead against yours, his voice barely above a whisper now. cuddling with seokmin might be your favorite way to pass time, but slowly swaying him in your room, while he sings you your favorite song, looking at you like this right here is where he'd like to stay forever... well, it might just be your second favorite.

a/n: request your own here! <3 - nini

[sunsturns]

in which: you wanted to make some mac and cheese but one thing lead to another and you can’t stop looking at your best friend in a rather non friendly way.

warnings: bsf!chris x reader, hyperfixation on chris’ teeth/smile, allusions to a make out, kissing…

notes: this was requested by anon!! here. (i can’t add links rn idk but i’ll link it whenever that’s fixed 😭)

wc: 1.3k

𝓐fter a long day of hanging out with chris and his brothers, nick and matt called it quits about fifteen minutes ago, each heading to their bedrooms. which ultimately, left you and chris alone. you both tended to be the most energetic out of the group, though that dynamic was quick to change whenever it was just the two of you. the air became hesitant almost. like you didn't know how to work off of each other's energy as well as you did others.

after a long beat of silence, you got up out of your seat on the couch, and headed towards the kitchen. your stomach was starting to feel empty, it was almost like you were nervous, and it didn't make sense because why were you nervous? chris was your best friend. "i'm gonna go make some mac and cheese, want some?"

chris turned and looked over the back of the couch, looking like he was thinking a little too hard about it. he eventually concluded looking back at the tv, "nah, i'm good."

you pulled the mac and cheese box from out of the cupboard, following the instructions that were already engraved in your head at this point. it was a simple recipe. everything was going fine, you found the pot, and filled it with water, but when you went to ignite the stove, the flame wouldn't start. immediately you call for the only person up at the moment who could help,

"chris! how do you work this fucking thing?!"

he unwillingly pulled himself off of the couch and walked over to the stove, shrugging his shoulders, "i don't know, your guess is as good as mine."

"you mean you don't know how to work your own stove?" you asked with disbelief, and a slight hint of disappointment. how long has he lived here? and still didn't know how to work his own stove?

"what? you think i cook?" he said furrowing his eyebrows at you, and breaking out one of his breath taking smiles.

he seemed to find the situation really funny, but you just couldn't look away from his smile. you never could. there was always something about the way it just lit up his face that made your heart pump slightly faster. you were very aware that he was your best friend, but sometimes when he smiled like that, you just wish there could be more.

"you know your teeth are very pretty." you were so engulfed with his smile that you didn't realize those words actually left your mouth. not until you noticed his reaction. he was completely taken aback, unknowing on how you just said something like that to him.

chris replied with a questioning "thanks?"

there was an awkward beat of silence before you attempted to explain yourself, "no, seriously everytime i see you smile i'm like woah," you paused thinking real hard about what you had just said, "is that weird?"

he thought about that sentence for a second then replied with, "coming from you? kinda."

"what do you mean 'coming from me'?" you knew exactly what he meant though. the two of you have been best friends for the longest time. so it was very out of pocket for you to mention how pretty his teeth looked, especially when it was just you and him like this. it felt too intimate for him and it scared him a little bit.

"i don't know," he took an exaggerated pause, then continued with the same shit he had just said, "yeah... i don't know."

the awkwardness only grew from there so you tried your hardest to make the atmosphere more lighthearted. "so im not allowed tell you that you have a pretty smile?" you accused him.

"i don't know!"

these "i don't know" answers were starting to push your buttons. why wasn't he just answering the questions? "so... what do you know?"

"i don't know." but instead of making you more agitated, he smiled once again. it just made you fall for it even more. you knew that he was doing it on purpose now and that he was doing it to mess with you.

"stop smiling like that! i'm gonna knock your teeth out!" you joked, grabbed a serving spoon that you got out earlier for the mac and cheese, aiming it at chris as you threatened him. he knew you were messing with him and he honestly found it cute.

his next sentence shocked you the most, not understanding what he meant by, "and what if i wanted that? then what? will you knock my teeth out?" he added on some kind of playful tone to his words, almost like he was mocking you. did he want you to knock his teeth out? was there some kind of hidden metaphor? what could that possibly mean?

you said the first thing that came to your mind, now heavily concerned with where this conversation was going. "i'd tell you that you're crazy and need your head screwed on tighter." without thinking, you rustled your hands through his hair jokingly.

there was a sudden change in the atmosphere, and his hands suddenly slid onto to your sides. the touch completely shocked you, as he slowly pulled you closer to him, and you surprisingly let him. so close you could see all his little freckles scattered across his nose, along with his pretty blue eyes. and not to mention, the smirk now plastered across his face as he said, "but i don't think i'm crazy."

instantly you felt one of his hands move up to hold the side of your face, watching as you reacted to every little thing he did. your eyes were wide, and a faint smile was forming on your face. every spot his hand touched felt like it had been ignited. it was confusing how he was making you feel like this. he was your best friend, so why did you guys have less than three inches between you two?

standing there, mentally unable to initiate anything, you decided to leave it up to him. but it ended up happening so quick and his lips were perfectly pressed against yours. his hand slid behind to the nape of your neck as he got more and more into the kiss.

it didn't take long for you to realize that you both worked surprisingly well together, it was like everything felt so right despite it seeming so wrong. how could you possibly be kissing your best friend right now?

you pulled away randomly, taking a well-needed breather. you were not entirely sure if you were going to regret this later or not, so you tried to find anything to give yourself a few seconds before anything else happened. and that's when you realized what you originally came in the kitchen to do, "my uhh... mac and cheese is waiting on me." you told him with a chuckle, adding a sarcastic frown.

you had no clue why you were doing this, especially when the only thing you wanted at the moments was to feel his hands around your waist and rustling throughout your hair. surprisingly, you also wanted a lot more than that.

"are you having doubts?" he asked, looking into your eyes, waiting for you to decide the next move this time.

"i just don't want to make a mistake, chris. i'm your best friend."

"well, let me tell you. i've been waiting for this day a lot longer than you think." he pushed a piece of hair out of your face.

you looked into his eyes, a big toothy smile coming from him and suddenly you found yourself thinking, "fuck the mac and cheese." as you carefully pulled his lips back onto yours, letting the night fade away into a perfect newfound moment between the two of you.

a/n ! : this is my first fic on here!! lmk what you think? im aware its not the best thing you’ve ever read… it’s definitely not the best thing ive ever written either 😭

also… i’m sorry, but i wouldn’t expect a smutty part two or wtv bc i can’t write smut 🥲 (shocker :D)

[kingkat12]

omg I love your fics so so so much and I think you would absolutely nail a fanfic where roman is teaching reader how to smoke? or something like that 😭 like it being really intimate and stuff ughh idk but roman smoking just makes me go absolutely feral

Roman..... teaching reader.... how to smoke....?

do you.... want to give me..... a heart attack......?

THIS WAS SO DAMN HOT IT MADE MY BREATH HITCH WHEN I READ THIS, you BET i want to write this!!! you know me, i love writing reader having her first time doing anything at all lol, this was PERFEEEECT!! hope i've done your request justice, thank you so much for this one!!<3333

nymphomaniac (roman godfrey x reader)

WARNINGS: 18+, smoking, mentions of sex, angst, flirting deluxe, Roman's mouth is FOUL

summary: not all lessons are good for you-- especially the ones taught by the notorious Roman Godfrey, who you also happen to have a history with

word count: 2,425

a/n: and this is NO WAY an encouragement to smoke, i don't smoke myself so... heh. read at your own risk i suppose, and be critical of what you read on the internet PLEASE!! mwah

How to smoke – a thorough guide by Roman Godfrey. That was a book I wouldn’t buy in a million years; why give a millionaire more money?

Thankfully, I didn't have to pay anything to get a free trial from the author of said imaginary book.

Roman sat next to me on the porch leading up to the house of the party we were at, having asked me to follow him outside to escape all the noise. I wouldn’t have gone with him, had I not started to get a headache from what I could frankly only call ear-rape. “It’s too fucking loud in there,” I muttered, shifting on the uncomfortable step. “There’s a reason I don’t go to these things very often.”

Roman shrugged, patting down the pockets of his jacket. “It’s not usually this bad when someone else hosts. But I heard this guy is notorious for being legally deaf, so that might explain it,”

“I wouldn’t be shocked if he did that to himself,”

With a laugh, Roman pulled out an orange-hued box of cigarettes, shaking his head. “It’s too bad you don’t attend parties that often. I never see you anymore, y’know? Just bring some earplugs if you’re so bothered by the damn noise,” 

Oh. My heart jumped with a jolt of pain. I cleared my throat; “Of course you don’t see me anymore, Roman… We broke up two months ago,” 

Despite seeing it coming from miles away, it had been the hardest breakup of my life. I knew whom I had gotten into a relationship with, knew exactly what kind of a guy Roman was, so I had been emotionally prepared for it when it all fell apart. The relationship had been more of a whirlwind thing, a lust thing, which had left me with a very bad case of being-walked-in-on PTSD. That one time Roman decided he wanted to go down on me at school, only for my math teacher to walk in on us in the classroom, was a memory I was sure I would never forget. Sadly. 

However, the bliss of being sexually compatible couldn’t carry the relationship forever, and I was aware of that long before he was. Around the time we hit the one-month milestone, I could see in his gorgeous green eyes that he was tired. Roman needed to be free to function, free to fuck any girl that walked by, and free to disappear for hours and come back whenever it pleased him. 

And what did I need? I wasn’t so sure anymore. 

If I were to use my brain and ponder that question once more, I would conclude that I needed to stop sitting next to my hot ex-boyfriend who was now lighting one of his classic cigarettes. Roman knew I didn’t approve, knew how many times I had told him it was cancer on a stick—still, I settled for the fact that he wasn’t scared of death. Actually, he probably wasn’t scared of anything other than real commitment. 

With a sigh, Roman nodded to himself. “I’m aware, but I’m still allowed to miss the sight of you,” He turned to me, his strikingly green gaze piercing mine— I held my breath. This was getting intense. Nonetheless, the next thing that rolled out of his mouth caught me off guard; “Do you have a lighter?” 

… What? “Roman, you know I don’t smoke,”

He shrugged, the corners of his mouth tugging into a smirk. “Worth a shot. I had hopes that you’d at least managed to become an arsonist in our time apart, maybe then you’d carry a lighter around with you,” Like this, faced with his heartbreakingly beautiful smile beneath the hues of the moonlight, I was reminded of the first thought I ever had when I met him; he was so… cool. Roman always looked so damn cool. I loved the way it made my heart flutter— the feeling of being with the coolest guy at school was still the most thrilling feeling of all. I felt cool, knowing he wanted to sit next to me instead of being inside the loudest party of the year hunting down his next lay. 

It was impossible not to smile back. “Don’t be so disappointed. At least I’m still a cannibal,”

Humored, Roman chuckled; “Glad to hear it,”

“And you’re still a nymphomaniac,”

That seemed to strike a nerve— Roman let out an offended huff, now patting down the pockets of his jeans. “Forget it. I never go anywhere without my lighter, anyway,” he mumbled.

Oh no. “I didn’t mean it as an insult! We were joking, Roman. You’ve never been the type to hide that you like… sex—” 

“Don’t fucking talk to me about sex right now, I’m too tipsy,” Roman’s words were harsh, snappy. He wasn’t looking at me anymore, now fishing out his usual red lighter; I hadn’t seen that one in a while. “No sex-talk. None.”

“Fine, Jesus!—”

“Thanks to you, I now have to smoke away the taste of you. Thank you,” he grumbled, a slight twitch appearing beneath his left eye as he brought the cigarette to his plush lips— oh, how I missed those. “Your perfume isn’t helping, either. So don’t talk about sex, because then I’ll start thinking about sex with you, along with how you taste after I’ve been going down on you for about ten minutes, squirming, whining, and then I start thinking of how much I miss it. So could you just—just shut up for a minute, okay?”

I stared at Roman in disbelief, my lips parting as my jaw threatened to hit the floor. He must’ve had a few beers too many to be talking so openly about… anything. I would go off on him about his use of words, telling me to shut up, but I was too stunned to think properly. With my mind still buzzing, I scooted closer to Roman on the cold steps of the porch, daring to lean my head down on his shoulder like I used to do when we were together. “You’ve only proved my point,” I breathed, closing my eyes. “Nympho.”

I knew him too well— I knew Roman would appreciate casual physical contact. He didn’t have enough of that in his life, anyway. Chuckling, amused, he lit his cigarette, inhaling with a quiet moan— something told me he had been waiting for a hit for some time. And just as I opened my mouth, ready to start my usual smoking-is-bad lecture, Roman cut me to it; “Don’t start talking about cancer now, either,”

“It is a cancer stick,”

“I don’t care,”

“You should!”

“But I don’t,” With a sigh, Roman exhaled, watching the smoke evaporate into the warm summer air. He leaned his head on top of mine, and I couldn’t help but think how the smell of the cigarette clashed with the comforting smell of his shampoo. It ruined everything. 

This conversation was one we’d had tens of times, and I wasn’t too keen on repeating it. “Roman…” I reached for the cigarette he lazily held between his fingers, feeling the softness of his hand against mine. “Maybe youdon’t care, but I do. You need to take care of yourself.” I didn’t need to look at Roman to know his brows were drawn together as I took the cigarette out of his hand, holding it away from him. 

He sighed again, slower this time; “If you’d ever smoked, you’d see the appeal,”

“Yeah?” It was hard not to roll my eyes— “The appeal of cancer?”

With a low laugh, Roman turned his head, kissing the top of my head out of habit. Weirdly enough, it felt platonic for the first time ever, yet it didn’t fail to evoke a hard thump in my chest. It felt like I was being electrocuted from the inside, and my eyes sprung open—I was happy he couldn’t see that. “Not cancer, don’t be stupid,” he huffed. “Just use that pretty little brain of yours, I know it’s in there somewhere,”

If only he knew my brain was currently working overtime. “I’ll never see the appeal of inhaling crap that ruins your lungs. If anything, you’re the stupid one,”

Roman rolled his eyes, gently giving my head a nudge with the shoulder I was leaning on, motioning for me to sit up. “Let me show you, just once. If you don’t like it, you’re allowed to call me a nicotine-addicted nymphomaniac until the last day of high school,”

“And the day after. An extension for your favorite ex,”

“Nope. The day of graduation, and that’s it,”

I turned to look at the blindingly pretty smile on Roman’s face— how was it possible not to fall for this guy? He was gorgeous. “Fine,” I mumbled, knowing I would call him that no matter what behind his back until the day he died. “So how the fuck do I do this?”

Something in Roman’s green, green, eyes shifted. Maybe he was wondering why he had ever let me go in the first place— maybe he was thinking about the word to describe the color of my hair as it mixed with the grays of the moonlight? He cleared his throat, turning his body towards me as I mirrored him; “The first step is easy,” he said, reaching forward to place his hand behind mine, bringing the cigarette to my lips. 

My skin burned. Fucking burned, with every touch. 

Roman’s eyes were already big, which is why I was surprised to see they could get even bigger when he gazed down at my lips. “Open up,” he breathed, absentminded. 

Now, I could be sure he wasn’t thinking about the color of my hair. Maybe he was back to reminiscing about the taste of me? Or other nasty nympho things, as per usual.

I placed the cigarette between my lips, but Roman let out a short, alarmed sound that nearly made me yelp. “Now comes the trick,” he urged, leaning closer— I was unsure whether he was aware he was inching towards my face or not. The closer he got, the easier it was to focus on the single strand of his dark hair that lay over his forehead, straying from his stylings. It was so damn attractive— I had to hold myself back from smiling, now that I remembered the one time I caught him pulling it out of his gelled updo to lay it there on purpose. Cutie.

“The trick?” I echoed, realizing he had frozen to his spot just staring at my lips. I pulled the cigarette away from my mouth; Roman hadn’t said anything for about five seconds. This was bad. This was dangerous. It made me want to jump him and let him fuck me right here on the porch. 

“Uh—” Roman cleared his throat, letting out a breathy chuckle as he shook his head. “Sorry. The trick, right…”

God, I was two seconds away from bursting into flames like a phoenix. Was I still breathing?

“For your first time, you should— because this is your first time, right?”

“Yes!”

“You sure?”

“Roman!”

“Alright, alright!” Roman laughed, biting his lip as he tilted his head just a little. Had the cigarette not forced a space between us, I would’ve started wondering when he would kiss me. “The trick is to not inhale too much smoke for your first time. I don’t want you to cough up your left lung on my new shirt. And hold the smoke in your mouth for a moment, let it cool down, and only inhale it when you’ve taken the cig out of your mouth.”

If Roman one day actually did decide to write a smoking-guide, I could at least be sure the content would be explained simply and concisely. “Seems easy enough,” I mumbled, watching Roman’s pupils widen as I placed the cigarette back between my lips and sucked in a small amount of smoke into my mouth.

It felt like I was getting a mild burn on my tongue— it wasn’t pleasant. For a second, I got scared my eyes would pop from the shock, and I closed them to ensure the blood at least wouldn’t splatter anywhere if I happened to be so unlucky. But when the burning subsided, I finally dared to inhale.

My eyes sprung open, meeting the fascination in Roman’s green gaze as my previous headache caused by the loud music disappeared. My brain suddenly felt like it was buzzing with pleasure and energy. Before I knew it, I was half giggling against Roman’s mouth, letting my cigarette-clad hand fall by my side. “Wow,” I breathed, in awe of the satisfying whirring in my head. 

Roman looked like he was two seconds away from cooing at me, right in my face; “There you go, good girl,” he purred. “Do you get it now?”

God, I hated myself. Still, what I hated more, was that my hot ex-boyfriend was blatantly right. “I think I do,” 

Roman hummed, smirking as he reached for the cigarette in my hand, smoothly brushing his fingers across my skin on his way down. With a content sigh, he looked into my dazed eyes as he pressed his free fingers over the pulse of my wrist— “I still make your heart jump,” he breathed, leaning in so close I could feel the hotness of his breath against my cheek.

I swallowed. “You always will. It doesn’t mean anything,” My eyes flickered back and forth between Roman’s green eyes and his plush, pink lips despite knowing I shouldn’t. 

“It doesn’t?” he echoed, visibly amused as he raised his brows. 

“… Nope,”

Roman hummed, nudging the tip of my nose with his just as he always did—was this maybe just a habit, or was he going to…? The atmosphere was so thick, I could reach out and touch it. My breath had long caught in my chest, but Roman’s next words only made it worse; “Let’s talk about sex again,” he whispered against my lips, his lashes hanging heavy over his eyes.

“No. This is over. We’re just sharing a cigarette,”

“We could share a bed too,”

“Stop it,” I breathed, hoping he’d spot the desperation in my eyes. “It’s been two months. Aren’t you over this?” Please don’t make this any harder than it already is.

Roman stilled. With the next beat of my pulse against his fingers, his eyes softened with a new realization beneath the moonlight; 

“Over you? Never,”

[woozisguitar]

hiii! happy 200 followers!!!💓 i just wanted to drop by and say your latest prompts have been so good and spot on, super loved them!!

could i maybe request something inspired by taylor swift sunbaenim’s peace for idol!hoshi x non-idol!fem reader? if it doesn’t work them something a lil angsty with that pairing would be just fine as well! 🥹 thank you!!

thank you!!!! sorry this took a while 😭 also omg I love how perfectly peace suits hoshi I was so excited to write this! hope you like it <33

requests for 200 celebration post: open

our coming-of-age has come and gone suddenly the summer, it's clear i never had the courage of my convictions as long as danger is near

soonyoung knew what he was doing when he asked you out. well, at least he liked to believe he did. not one to care about the public backlash, he was one of the few who liked to live openly and talk about the people he loved. he knew there were a lot of negatives in this job; he also knew he wouldn’t trade it for anything. that was until he met you. you, who swept him off his feet like a hurricane and left him stranded in the middle of nowhere. someone he found himself looking for in every person he encountered. someone he was willing to fight against the world for. someone he never thought in a million years would say yes when he asked you out.

and it's just around the corner, darling 'cause it lives in me no, i could never give you peace

soonyoung knew no matter what he did to shield you, his life would catch up quickly. he knew all the possible dangers the dates held. he knew all the possible dangers you could have to face because of him: the stalking, the hating, all of it. he knew dating him came with this life, and for an outsider, it would never be easy. the long tours, the sneaking out— all of it. he knew from the start he could never give you peace.

but i'm a fire, and i'll keep your brittle heart warm if your cascade ocean wave blues come

still, a small, selfish part of him wanted you all for himself. he let himself indulge in the love you provided and hoped that his love for you was fierce enough to weather your stormiest days.

all these people think love's for show but i would die for you in secret the devil's in the details, but you got a friend in me would it be enough if i could never give you peace?

when the news of this affair broke, the first response was to believe that this was fake. a pr stunt. people questioned your love, the past, the present, the potential future. everyone felt the need to give their opinions, to advise him, to tell him what to do and what not to do. but no one ever asked him what he thought, nor what he felt for you. because if they did, he would have only one answer. “i would die for you in secret,” he told you on nights when your insecurities got the best of you and your anxiety made you fraught. he knew the details, the facts, the whole reality and retaliation it would come with, scared you to death. you were worried this was going to cost him his career, his future. and soonyoung was scared too, but what terrified him more was the idea of leaving you. of leaving this: the romance, the kisses, the touches, the peace. would it be enough if i could never give you peace? he asked himself every time he saw you smile in the safety of your home.

your integrity makes me seem small you paint dreamscapes on the wall i talk shit with my friends it's like i'm wasting your honor

a week after the news broke, you got to work. you asked soonyoung to let you talk to the management about posting a few videos. most of these were videos of soonyoung talking about how he loved his fans more than anything and asked them if they would release a statement. one where you’d be more than happy to answer any questions. he knew it wouldn’t fare well—these people had certain expectations from their idols, idols who prioritize them over their personal life. but still, your hope, your absolute sheer positivity when you said, "maybe we can change their mind," made him love you more. on a certain binge-drinking night with his members shit-talking about the industry norms, he thought of you and how he would never be half as brave as he is now if it wasn’t for you.

and you know that i'd swing with you for the fences sit with you in the trenches give you my wild, give you a child

soonyoung vowed that he would do everything possible to protect you if this went south. hell, he was even prepared to leave his career and move countries if it meant keeping you safe. he was going to have your back for the rest of your life the second you decided you were never leaving him. he dreamt of you one night: you, him, and a faint silhouette of a child running around a white picket fence house. and he wasn’t willing to give up on that dream just yet.

give you the silence that only comes when two people understand each other family that i chose, now that i see your brother as my brother is it enough? but there's robbers to the east, clowns to the west i'd give you my sunshine, give you my best but the rain is always gonna come if you're standing with me

the day the videos were released, soonyoung asked your family and his to come over. he figured if things went south, it would be better to be surrounded by people who loved them rather than facing it alone. and soonyoung will forever thank the gods who decided to shine the suns of you because the people were more than moved by the videos. he knew they wouldn’t accept this right off the bat, but it was a start. soonyoung was more than happy with a start. he knew this wasn’t the first and would definitely not be the last storm you’d have to weather together. he knew that the rain would always drench you as long as you were with him.

would it be enough if i could never give you peace? would it be enough if i could never give you peace?

soonyoung knew he could never give you peace. and for the first time, he debated that it’s okay if he couldn’t. maybe the peace he so desperately chased for the two of you would always be the moment in between your chaotic life where you’d look at each other and feel nothing but bliss.

and for now, that would be enough.

[sunhee27]

Hii! Can you do 6 and 14 with Enemy Heeseung?(>3<)

| Here it is!!!! Sorry it took some time, I don’t know why it turned out so long 😭😭😭

How good was your luck now, huh? Getting put together with your so called enemy for chemistry project was not on your bucket list this year. 

Dang it, you hate Heeseung so much for being so charming. 

“Let’s find an empty classroom to work in.” He walk over to you, taking your wrist in his to drag you out of the room. 

“Hey! Let go of me you idiot.” You pull your hand back, but his grip is still too strong. 

“Can you shut up for one second.” He glares back at you before pulling you into an empty classroom. 

You sit down by a table to avoid him. He takes the seat right next to you. 

He takes the sheet of paper out of your hand, makes a quick turn with the pencil and then begin to answer the questions. 

“You are making it wrong” You mumble. 

He groans at it “oh yeah then tell me about it.” He shoots the paper back to you. 

You begin to ramble on about the correct methods and other stuff. Heeseung puts a hand under his chin while staring at you, when you stop he suddenly speaks. 

“Damn you’re practically a nerd.” He chuckles. 

“Like you are much better yourself in math.” You side eye him. 

“What the heck.” He sits back up. 

“Yeah everyone knows that you are a math ne-“ You get cut off when he puts a hand over your mouth. 

“Shh, there are teachers out there, they can’t hear us.” You whispers. 

“Are you saying that we can’t be here.” You whisper. 

“Yeah exactly.” He takes his hand away from you. Seeing you being quite a blushing mess. 

“Anyways gotta go.” He grins walking away. 

“What why?!” You shout. 

“You want me to stay?” He says. 

“No.”

“That’s what I thought.” 

~~~

“HEESEUNG!” You tell running into the classroom next morning. 

“Yeah?” He says sitting at his desk as you are about to sit beside him. 

“God help me, I know you hate me but please, can I copy your homework.” You say, running out of breath. 

“I haven’t made it.” He says. 

“We all know you have, you are better at math than the teacher himself, please Heeseung just once” you plead giving him your best puppy eyes. He acts out a disgusted look, but deep inside he is giving in already. 

“Mhhm, fine.” He blushes at your compliment. 

“Omg thank you Heeseung you saved me.” You look all excited about it, jumping up and down on your seat. 

“What do I get then.” He says. 

“Mmmm what do you want?” You grin. 

“A hug.” He smirks. 

As soon as he says it, you jump into his arms, wrapping your arms around his stomach. He didn’t expect that at all but hugs back with a pink tint on his face. 

“That’s it? Easy.” You pull away blushing. 

“Actually one more thing.” He grins knowing what will come next. 

“A kiss.” He says. You freeze. 

“But-“ you get cut off. 

“No buts, you copied my homework, now let me get a kiss.” He leans closer, and since you don’t pull away. He kisses your lips for about 4 seconds. 

“That wasn’t that bad was it?” He smirks looking at your flustered face. 

He crosses his arms on the table and lays down. 

“Wanna go to my house after and let me teach you some math.” He grins looking at you. You don’t say anything. 

“I take that as a yes.” He chuckles. 

“Fine.” You say. 

Request for my prompt list open

[rocknrolldecadence]

Yesterday i was listening to tv by billie and it gave me a random idea about a fic, like izzy going on tour and you kinda wait for him to contact (call/send letters) and you keep sending him letters since it's a long tour, you just dont get anything, and he comes back to find out none of his letters got delivered to you 😮‍💨 i love angst omg

That's really random to associate with tv but the original idea is that you send him almost at the end of the tour a video tape or idk what singing this song (but like ignoring the internet and etc since is the 80's lmao) if that helps as an inspiration, you're free to use this idea too idk sorry thank you bye 😭😭😭😭

˖⁺‧₊˚ ˚₊‧⁺˖✮-------------------✮˖⁺‧₊˚ ˚₊‧⁺˖

sinking in the sofa

izzy’s gone on tour and you try to reach out to him.

warnings: angsty

a/n: i didn’t follow the second bit of your request exactly so i hope it’s still ok 😣 (also if u ever want to req for billie please do!! i write for her as well!!)

7 days. a whole week since izzy had left for the use your illusion tour. you missed him like crazy. he told you he’d write you, but you hadn’t got any letters yet. you brushed it off as him just being busy. not to worry. you’d get a letter soon.

7 days soon became 10. 10 days and izzy hasn’t even called you. he was starting to worry you - had something happened? you picked up and dialled the number of the hotel he told you he’d be staying at that night. izzy has been kind enough to lay that all out for you: which hotel he’d be at, which venue he’d be playing, etc.

“hello,” you spoke into the receiver, “can you out me through izzy stradlin’s room please?”

whoever was on the other end of the line coughed a little. “i’m afraid i can’t do that. sorry.”

“well… what about jeff isabell?” you questioned. maybe he had checked in under his real name?

“i can’t do that. it’s policy. sorry for any inconvenience caused.” the receptionist droned.

“but-” you started, before being hung up on.

that conversation quickly became a regular routine as every night you called each hotel and were met with more or less the same answer. sometimes they’d say “let me check with my manager!”, and you’d get hopeful, but it never worked out.

you’d been writing izzy letters, but now you started to doubt if he was even seeing them. or getting them. you wrote him at least 3 times a week normally, but as the weeks went on with no word from him, that number diminished until it was one maybe every 2 weeks.

of course, you still wanted to write him. he was your boyfriend - why wouldn’t you? but he wasn’t writing to you at all. not making any contact. you watched mtv religiously, looking out for clips of concerts. you did the same with magazines too, scouring the racks in every store for a feature on guns n roses.

weeks became months and you got fed up. every day you waited for at least one letter or call, and every day you got none. you waited every day, until you turned on the tv and saw what had happened in st louis the night before. a riot. at one of guns n roses’ shows. you were furious. not at the fact that that had happened, but that izzy hadn’t given you a call. he couldn’t even call you when a RIOT happened!

that was the last straw for you. you just started sobbing as the tv kept playing, detailing everything that had happened that night. why couldn’t izzy call you? write you? get in contact at all? had you done something? had he done something?

that was how you spent your evening - crying on the sofa with the news on. you cried til you couldn’t anymore. but as your tears dried, your guitar caught your eye. it had been sitting in the corner, untouched, since izzy had played you a song on it the night before he left. jumping off the sofa, you had an idea. you could write a song. get everything off your chest. so you did.

a few hours later, and ‘tv’ was done. every chord was perfect, and every lyric was straight from your heart. over the next month, you played it every day and you had it memorised.

late at night you were playing the song again when the door of your apartment opened. you didn’t hear it; you were too in the zone to realise it was izzy coming in with his spare key. the use your illusion tour had landed in LA, so izzy decided to come home to visit you.

“baby! i’ve missed you!” he exclaimed, coming into the living room. you snapped your head around and looked at izzy, spooked by his unannounced entrance.

“what the fuck?“ was all you could say.

“what? baby- the tour’s in LA. i wanted to come see you since i haven’t been able-”

“don’t fucking play with me, izzy. you don’t reply to my letters, don’t pick up my calls, and then you just fucking waltz into my apartment saying how much you’ve missed me? are you insane?”

your boyfriend stared at you dumbfounded. “what do you mean?”

“what do i mean? you know rightly what i mean!” you laughed out of shock and anger.

“i’ve been writing you letters. nearly every day. i thought you weren’t writing back ‘cause i was constantly moving from city to city.”

you felt like crying. was he serious? he had been writing you? this whole time? “oh my god. i never got any. did you not get mine?”

izzy shook his head.

“i’ve been phoning you too. every day. every hotel you stayed at. they never put me through to you.” you added as tears started to well in your eyes.

izzy joined you on the sofa and pulled you into a tight hug. it felt refreshing and warm, and you cried into his neck.

you stayed like that for a while. it was sad, but it felt natural. you two talked for hours, explaining everything you’d said in your letters to eachother. finally, he was home. for a while, at least.

[only-lonely-star]

Can we have some pony boy headcanons please?? (Love your content)

⋆☀︎. Ponyboy Curtis HCs (General) ⋆☀︎.

Warnings - Minor mentions of death. Mentions of smoking.

Author’s Note - Thank you for the request, Anon!! <3 This was a perfect time to do these, because I just miss Tommy so much 😣😣. As always, enjoy!!!😽

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He’s mature for his age. Not in a humorous (meaning he outgrew jokes people his age make) or physical sense, but more of a conscious one. He understands how the world works and he’s so like?? Emotionally intelligent/aware of the world if that makes any sense. He’s just aware of more than your average 14 year old boy. Even if you take his parents out of the equation, he was always just a bit ahead in terms of maturity.

He doesn’t like going to school. Sure, he loves his books and he’s hella smart, but that’s doesn’t mean he LIKES to go. He hates the hours he has to slave away doing work he could easily do in five minutes at home. Since Ponyboy is quiet, I’d say he has one or two school friends besides Johnny and Two-Bit.

He looks up to both Soda and Darry. In the book he never shuts up about Soda and how he wishes to be like him - but Darry has strong qualities Ponyboy desires too. He’d do anything to be seen as some big, tough, cool, smart guy. I personally think he’s not a big advocate for fighting and physical violence, he’d rather work things out peacefully through communication. BUT- he still loves his own interests like movies and books. It’s not something your typical Greaser is into, therefore he wishes he could be himself while STILL appearing strong, smart, and cool like Darry. And we all already know he wants to be handsome, caring, and skillful like Soda.

Ponyboy does theater for school. I personally think he would be so good at it (coming from a former theater kid 🤒)

When he was a little kid, he had the most in depth storylines when he would play outside with his buddies. (I imagine them to be a bunch of school friends, nobody in the Curtis gang.) Playing army was definitely a favorite, the lore went absolutely crazy.

His smoking habit worsened after Johnny and Dally passed away :(

Darry would play the most foul pranks on Pony when he was younger (like 5-6 is what I imagine). Not just like PRANKS, but he would lie to Pony all the time because he found it funny. It’s just an older sibling thing iykyk 😭. “If you don’t hand me the remote, I’ll tell Santa on your ass.”

He’s so persuasive.

He would probably have an argument with someone and win because he’s stating his facts AND showing evidence without stuttering once. When he’s riled up he speaks a mile a minute.

His mom would knit him sweaters constantly. He kept outgrowing them every few months.

He loves hugs so much, but he rarely receives ones that aren’t from Johnny and/or Soda (if any at all). His mom would give him these big bear hugs everyday after school, and his dad would give one of those manly side hugs. He just feels weak initiating one, he feels he’s supposed to be some tough kid who doesn’t care for hugs.

On road trips, Ponyboy likes to look at clouds and try to see things in them to cure his boredom.

Obviously, Pony loves his hair. Even when he KNOWS he needs a trim, his heart still falls to his ass when he finally goes to get it.

He hates popcorn reading in school. Anyone who doesn’t read as fast or as well as him just pisses him off. (Me too ngl, I hated that shit so much.)

Struggle meals were actually good to him. Unlike my headcanon for Soda, Ponyboy isn’t a picky eater at all.

He drinks so much Pepsi so often that he’s practically immune to the amount of caffeine in one serving. He’d have to drink multiple cans/bottles for him to really feel it.

I feel like Ponyboy would have a great sense of style. Basic greaser outfits, yes- but he surrounds himself with media all the time. He HAD to have taken inspiration from movie stars, musicians, etc.

Ponyboy got a lot closer to Dallas through Johnny. I can see Ponyboy picking up habits and mannerisms from Johnny to seem more like him. Dallas SUBCONSCIOUSLY picked up on the similarities between the two and naturally included Pony more. That’s how their little trio came to be in my mind 😔

When he was a little younger, Pony made sure to craft handmade cards for his family on holidays or birthdays. (I used to do this, I would draw a sloppy looking turkey on paper and give it to my parents on Thanksgiving LOL)

I see people say this a lot, he goes thrifting often. He’s definitely used to hand-me-downs from Darry and Soda, though he wants to hunt for his own clothes from time to time.

The ice cream truck HATES to see him coming. He feels like a little kid all over again when he runs for it at the first little ‘ding’ of the music.

He is such a heavy sleeper. I think that’s why Soda tickles him awake all the time. Calling for Pony or snatching the covers off won’t do anything. He’ll stay snoring.

Ponyboy was the most well-mannered out of all the Curtis brothers. I mean this in the sense that their parents had the ‘most time’ to parent him and really soak in his childhood. (I SAW SOMEONE HC DARRY WAS AN ACCIDENT AND I COULDNT AGREE MORE FHSGHFJS IF YOU SEE THIS PLEASE LET ME CREDIT YOU!!) That whole headcanon was basically saying how Darry was most likely unplanned since his father was described as very young appearing. I agree with that headcanon so much. When Soda was born, Mr. and Mrs. Curtis were a bit older then. I think by that point they knew they would stop at three kids. Since they were aware that’s when they’d stop, I think they really took their time to parent Pony and teach him how to grow up to be a behaved child. Darry was already in school, and Soda was just about to turn 5 and start kindergarten. Ponyboy was just a baby, so I can see Mr. and Mrs. Curtis having a lot more time to really GRASP the feeling of parenting a little one.

He can read people like a book.

I feel like Pony would secretly love any type of sappy romance book/movie. He’d only tell Soda about it (and maybe Johnny) because he thinks it’s SO embarrassing. This makes me think this is why he isn’t into the whole idea of girls and dating yet - because he fully believes he’ll never find that kind of love in reality.

THANK YOU FOR READING!! STAY GOLD Y’ALL!! 🫂

- Sophia 🫶🏼