#i wanted to finish this earlier but i was tired :[

[svelish]

hi do you think you can write fluff where the reader helps Billie while she’s sick with like a cold or something?

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The front door creaked open, followed by the soft rustling of shoes being kicked off and a heavy sigh. You, curled up on the couch with Shark resting beside you, glanced up. The moment you saw Billie shuffling inside, your heart clenched.

Billie looked exhausted—her hoodie pulled up, her shoulders slumped, and her usually bright blue eyes dull with fatigue. She sniffled softly, rubbing at her nose with her sleeve before trudging towards you like a lost child.

"Baby," you called gently, setting your phone aside. "You okay?"

Billie didn’t respond right away. Instead, she collapsed onto the couch, resting her head on your lap with a quiet groan.

Your fingers instinctively brushed through Billie’s messy hair, your touch featherlight. "You don’t look so good," you murmured, concern lacing your voice.

Billie let out a pitiful sound, turning to bury her face into your stomach. "I feel awful," she croaked. "My throat hurts, my head is pounding, and I’ve been sneezing all day."

You frowned, your hand moving to rest against Billie’s forehead. "You’re burning up," you whispered, stroking your thumb over Billie’s temple. "Why didn’t you come home earlier?"

"Didn’t wanna leave in the middle of work," Billie mumbled, nuzzling closer. "But I just kept feeling worse."

You sighed, guilt washing over you. "You should’ve told me, love. I would’ve come to get you."

Billie hummed tiredly. "Just wanted to finish."

"Stubborn," You whispered, your fingers trailing soothingly down Billie’s arm. "Come on, let’s get you into bed."

Billie whined softly but didn’t resist as you coaxed her up, guiding her towards the bedroom with steady hands.

The moment Billie reached the bed, she flopped onto it, curling into herself as she sniffled again. You shook your head fondly, already in caretaker mode. You helped Billie out of her hoodie, replacing it with one of her softest oversized shirts before tucking her under the blankets.

"I’ll be right back," You promised, pressing a kiss to Billie’s hair. "I’m going to make you something warm, okay?"

Billie made a small noise of approval, already half-asleep.

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When you returned, balancing a tray with hot soup, a cup of honey lemon tea, and a small bowl of cut-up fruit, Billie was curled up under the blankets, only her nose and a tuft of messy hair peeking out.

"Baby," you whispered, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Wake up, love. You need to eat something."

Billie let out a sleepy groan but slowly peeked her eyes open. When she saw you sitting there, holding a spoon out to her, her lips twitched into the faintest smile.

"You made me soup?" she rasped.

You nodded, tucking a strand of hair behind Billie’s ear. "Of course. You need something warm in your tummy."

Billie pushed herself up sluggishly, letting you place the tray on her lap. She took a small sip of the broth and let out a pleased hum.

"Mmm," she mumbled. "Tastes like home."

Your heart swelled. You reached out, cupping Billie’s cheek with a gentle hand. "You are home, my love."

Billie blinked sleepily at you, her lips curving into a soft, tired smile. "You’re too good to me."

You shook your head. "Taking care of you is my favorite thing to do."

Billie ate slowly, while you sat beside her the whole time, rubbing small circles on her back and murmuring soft praises whenever Billie finished a spoonful.

After she finished eating, you handed her the tea, watching as Billie took small, careful sips. "This will help your throat feel better," you said, brushing your fingers lightly over Billie’s wrist.

Billie sighed contentedly. "Feels nice."

Once she was done, you set the tray aside and helped Billie settle back down under the covers. Just as you were about to stand up, Billie reached out, grabbing your hand with weak fingers.

"Stay," Billie murmured. "Please?"

You smiled softly, your heart melting. "Of course, baby."

You slipped under the blankets, wrapping your arms around Billie’s warm body. Billie immediately curled into you, sighing as she rested her head against your chest.

"You’re gonna get sick too," Billie mumbled sleepily.

You only pressed a kiss to Billie’s forehead, stroking her hair soothingly. "Then you’ll just have to take care of me when it happens."

Billie hummed, already drifting off. "I will," she whispered. "Promise."

You held her a little tighter, watching as Billie’s breathing evened out.

Sick or not, as long as she was in your arms, she would always be safe.

[hrrtshape]

PLEASE talk about your gossip girl dr you mentioned and young coryooo🥺🥺🥺🥺

things that my boyfriend does in my better cr that....truly warms my heart ( aka emma yaps about coryo )

finished writing this up in maths class, and i just know my teacher thinks i’ve lost the plot….... why are you side-eyeing me? let me giggle in peace.

he carries (one of) my lip glosses in his pocket and acts like it’s the biggest inconvenience but pulls it out instantly when i ask.

sharing airpods in class like it’s a lifeline but he always gives me the one that’s fully charged while he suffers with the dying one.

taking pictures of me when i’m not looking and making them his lock screen. which. ugh. cutie.

he lets me draw on his arm with a pen during class and then complains when it doesn’t wash off before dinner with his parents.

matching hoodies but we pretend it’s not on purpose.

dumb little inside jokes that make absolutely no sense to anyone else. he texts me "frog incident" in the middle of a test and i have to physically leave the room because i’m laughing too hard.

he always ties my shoelaces for me if they come undone, even if it means getting on one knee in the middle of the hallway like a loser.

doodling on my notes in class and writing things like property of coriolanus snow just to get a reaction out of me. weirdo......cringe lowkey. no i love him.

him randomly biting my shoulder when he’s bored.

me (!!) biting his bicep when i'm bored.

he always waits for me outside my last class leaning against the wall like he’s in a music video.

wearing my scrunchie on his wrist because i “left it in his car” (he did NOT have to keep it on).

fell asleep on each other during long drive and woke up to find he’s holding my hand in his sleep.

we made dubai chocolate, and thank god i know my baking cause he curdled the only chocolate we had.

taking me to the gym (ew), but not for like any malicious reason, actually i was the one who suggested it because this man *exercises*!!!!! like ok miss productive at a gym at five am.

matching the maison margiela tabi shoes, it's such a small detail, but i absolutely adore it. he'd be wearing lace-ups and i'd be wearing ballet flats.

driving me to school every morning.

i just have to mention this one part cause it’s so GRAH but i was walking out of my apartment complex and he was leaning against one of the pillars smoking and i came outside and he like wrapped his arm around my shoulder and continued smoking with his free hand. like okay..........

picking me up from the airport at 1am a few days before new years because i got out of the holiday family meetups just a bit earlier to see him.

when i got drunk on soju during the lighting of the tree at rockefeller centre and he was trying to heat me up.

he pinches my cheek. and that’s so evil. like. what the fawk. cherubicusm is NOT A FUNNY THING.

if he’s tired or annoyed or just being an absolute menace, he hooks a finger through my belt loop and just tugs me where he wants me. like i’m a thing to be dragged around. (and maybe i like it a bit....)

late-night drive-thru runs where he insists on ordering for me even though i could do it myself, just so he can say “and a chocolate milkshake for my girl” like we’re in a 1950s movie.

he keeps a lipstick-stained napkin from a dinner date in his wallet and pretends it’s just in there by accident, but he refuses to throw it away.

when i do my makeup in his room, he sits on his bed and watches.

he always puts my hair behind my ear when it falls in my face. not even thinking about it. just automatic.

when i fell asleep on his shoulder during a flight, he stayed awake the whole time just so my head wouldn’t move.

he let me paint his nails, but only clear polish, and only if i promised not to tell anyone.

he never lets me carry my own suitcase. ever. even when i argue.

when we go to stupid parties, he always keeps an arm around my shoulder when we’re moving through crowds, just so we don’t get separated.

he untangles my necklace chain when it gets knotted. just takes it from my hands and fixes it like it’s nothing.

i didn't respond to his texts once and he sent me a picture of my own house like “i know you’re in there.”

this is the mooooost miniscule but ungodly detail that made me want to marry him, but, having soy milk in his fridge. mind you, he lives with his family (he's 18 and we're still in school) and i visit 7 times max per week (every day....). and. wow. ugh.

every time he borrows a pen, he returns it with the cap bitten.

when i was complaining about my hands being cold, he took them in his and blew warm air on them.

when i’m walking ahead of him, he loops a finger through my bag strap and tugs me back. like...... not so fast. like.... where do you think you’re going?

we hook our pinkies together when walking. monster.

he adjusts my necklace when it gets twisted, gently brushing his knuckles against my throat. no acknowledgment. no reaction. just fixes it and moves on. (like a freak.)

if we’re arguing and i cross my arms, he just reaches out and tugs my wrist free, uncrossing them with this calm, effortless little motion. LIKE??? HELLO??? I NEED THAT BACK, ACTUALLY???

[truelotus]

Hii. I have such a request… How about Aizen is punishing his s/o? Can it be both SFW and NSFW, pleeeeeasse?

All around me ᢉ𐭩 Sosuke Aizen X reader

𓂃۶ৎ warning: 18+ content, NSFW, MDNI, Female! reader, rough sex, punishment, spanking, orgasm denial, hair pulling, dirty talk, teasing, oral sex(M! receiving), masturbation, Modern AU!

𓂃۶ৎ context: You thought teasing Aizen would be funny, but Aizen found nothing hilarious about it. He decides to give you a proper punishment..

a/n: Tysm for the request! I hope you enjoy reading <3 most of it was nsfw 😢

Aizen is the breadwinner of the house, so naturally.. he comes home rather late and tired. He’ll try his best to show you affection, but there are times where he is just exhausted from work.. you feel bad so you leave him be.

So you would take matters into your own hands.

Once Aizen was asleep next to you, knocked out.

You would slip your hands under your panties, spreading your wet folds apart, slowly pushing your fingers further into your tight hole. Soft moans would escape your lips, you’d have to bite your lip just to shut yourself up sometimes. You wouldn’t want to wake your hardworking husband would you?

But tonight.. you had enough.

He was once again, stuck at work, finishing up a project. And you were home, all alone, lonely, touch starved for your husband but he wasn’t around to help you. You grew frustrated, pulling down your shorts all the way, grabbing your phone in a quick motion.

“This will show him what he’s missing out on.” You turned your phone on to record, you angled the camera just right, your pussy and all it’s glory was being captured by your phone.

As you pressed record, you said “Don’t you wanna come home Sosukee~” You chanted and moaned his way out, in a way only that could only be said in bed.

You shoved two fingers into your pussy, then pulling them out nice and slow, to show your juices on your fingers, “Imagine what you could do if you were here, Sosuke~” You said as you pumped your fingers into your cunt. The only thing that could be heard were the sounds of your wet pussy being fingered.

You moved the phone away from your pussy, now you were recording yourself slowly lower down your shirt, revealing your breast. Your hard nipple was out on display for the camera. “Too bad you won’t have any of this.” You whispered before ending the video.

You replayed the video before sending it to Aizen.

You smiled to yourself, proud of what you’ve done. You then typed out your text,

Y/N: I have a surprise for you Sosuke <3

Aizen: Oh? I’m excited to see what it is hon.

Y/N: *Video*

Aizen: You know very well you shouldn’t tease me like this at work.

Y/N: Oh whatever, I’ll see you at home. Have fun at work

You let out a big sigh, turning off your phone. You were frustrated and nervous, how come he didn’t compliment you or anything? He lightly scolded you for teasing him.

You wanted him to say something, maybe like, “I’m coming home right now.” But you knew he would never say that, he isn’t the type to fall on his knees for you, he prefers you to be on your knees for him anyways.

“I’m just gonna head to bed.” You said in a grumpy tone, pulling back up your shorts.

You tossed and turned in your bed, the bed you shared with Aizen. You were too hot, frustrated and embarrassed by earlier. You sent a video of yourself to him and he didn’t even give you a compliment.

You hugged your pillow tightly to your chest, closing your eyes tightly, eyebrows furrowed. Then, you heard keys jingling, unlocking the door. You already knew that it was Aizen coming home.

You covered your head with the blanket, wanting to avoid him. You thought maybe if you faked being asleep he wouldn’t talk to you or scold you any more.

You heard him enter the room, quietly closing the door behind him. And for some reason, you held your breath. There was some tension in the air and you were trying your best to avoid it.

“I know you’re awake, darling.” You could hear him unbuckling his belt, but you just assumed that he was changing into his sleeping wear. You didn’t respond and kept quiet.

And it continued that way for a while. Aizen grew frustrated by your frustration. He pulled away the blankets from you, revealing yourself finally.

You finally locked eyes with Aizen, but then suddenly..

Aizen grabbed your ankles, pulling you down to the edge of the bed, bending you over the edge, forcefully pulling down your shorts in a hasty motion. “What did I say about texting me like that during work?” Aizen said as he creased your ass, rubbing it gently.

“Oh please, like if that video even caused any harm to you.” You said, trying to crawl back up to the your side of the bed. Only for him to pull you back down, he pulled down your panties, smacking your ass hard.

He smirked when seeing your ass get slowly turn red, having his hand print on there. You let out a little yelp by how hard he smacked your ass. “I couldn’t focus because of you.” He said as he gave you another smack on your ass.

“That’s why I told you before, to not tease me at work.. It seems like you need to be punished a bit more.” You could feel your sex getting hotter and wetter, you could tell where this was going already.

“Oh yeah?” You challenged him, he smirked by your response. He then pulled down his pants—along with his boxers— “Looks like I’ll have to fix that attitude of yours too.” He grabbed both of your arms, pinning them behind your back, he put some force as he held your arms behind your back.

He gave his hard, lengthy, pre-cum dripping dick a few strokes before shoving it right into your pussy, with no warning. You let out a sharp and loud moan, no matter how many times he fucked you, his dick could always surprise you.

“Fuck! Aizen!” You moaned out as he continued to thrust himself into you, his thrusts were fast, hard and harsh. His movements were almost too much, you kept moving forward because of how hard he was fucking you.

His balls were hitting your clit, sounds of skin clapping to each other filled the room, along with your moans.

You were seeing stars, your knuckles turned white by how tight you were holding onto your bed sheets, eyes rolling back and slobber slowly coming out of your mouth.

“Oh. My fucking.. goshh.” Your words were shaky, arching your back as your face was squished down to the bed. You could hear low grunts behind you, from Aizen.

“You seem.. fuck. to be enjoying your punishment a little much.” He cursed out loud by how tight your walls were clamping onto him, not wanting him to pull out of you. He slapped your ass as he watched it jiggle from him fucking your pussy.

“Please.. Don’t stop. I’m so close.” You cried out, slowly turning your head to look at him with your pleading teary eyes, you didn’t want any of this to stop any soon, you could feel yourself about to cum soon.

Aizen’s smirk then became wider than ever, he pulled out his cock out of you, turning your body body around, he swiftly threw you to the ground, but of course made sure to not hurt you while doing so.

“If you want me to make you cum you’ll have to work for it.” Knowing exactly what he meant, you quickly got up, knees on the floor. You quickly grabbed his cock, you hollowed your cheeks, taking all of him in with your mouth.

You swirled your tongue around his tip, causing him to grunt. As you sucked his dick, you held eye contact with Aizen, looking up at him with glossy doe eyes.

“Fuck.. thats it.” He grabbed your hair, slightly pulling it, fucking your mouth. He pushed your head deeper down to his cock, making you choke, tears swelled up in your eyes when feeling the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat.

It didn’t take long for Aizen to finish using your mouth, you could feel his warm and salty cum filling your mouth up. When he knew he was finished shooting his cum into your mouth he pulled out, making a ploop sound.

Your lips were glossy with saliva, you swirled his cum around your mouth before swallowing, “Open, let me see.” He demanded, and of course you listened, he bent over slightly, towering over you as you stuck your tongue out to him.

He smirked, seeing you successfully swallow his cum. He took this moment to steal a kiss from you, you melted to his touch.

“You did a wonderful job.” He pulled away, having a wolfish smile on his face when seeing you panting, desperately trying to ease up your breathing pattern. “Though I do believe you are in need for some more punishments.”

As the both of you panted, finally able to breathe properly after everything. Aizen pulled you closer to him than ever before.

The both of you were now plopped down on the bed, exhausted from everything, “How was that?” He purred into your ear, then resting his head on the crook of your neck. “It feels like I’m seeing stars still.”

His chuckle comforted you, “I’m glad, I apologize for neglecting you for so long.” He placed a small kiss on the crook of your neck, his big arms held onto your frame so tightly.

“No, it’s okay. I know you’re busy with work and everything.”

“It’s not okay, A man should never neglect his woman’s needs.”

You smiled to yourself, happy to the end like this. Sex felt great, but being this close to him felt even greater.

Being skin to skin with Aizen felt..safe.

[yandere-paramour]

Chapter Eight

This movie meant nothing to you, but you took pains to make it look like you were enthralled. Atalanta tended to sleep early and deeply; as long as you remained careful, you doubted she would wake up if you got out of bed. Once you got out of the door, you could most likely escape out of the back door of the building. Atalanta would start a manhunt for you as soon as she woke up at around five in the morning, so you had approximately a four hour window where you had to get out of the city or hopefully the state. It was all premeditated, and it was time to put this all into action.

You started the plan with step one; you yawned.

“Are you tired, my love? Shall we turn the movie off and head to sleep? I don’t want you to be tired tomorrow,” She stroked your cheek with her thumb.

“Nooo,” You whined pitifully, “I want to finish the movie, but I’m cold…”

“Oh, well,” You physically watched her hatch the idea you planted in her head, “You can always come over here with me.”

You gave her the most grateful wide eyes, promptly moving over to cuddle with her.

Inwardly, you cheered; the plan had worked! Pretending to fall asleep early, acting relaxed and snuggly and crawling up to rest yourself onto her chest. You felt a little bad seeing the expression of joy overtake her face, but not bad enough to stop. If you slept on her chest and pinned her down, she couldn’t drink anything and she wouldn’t get up in the night to urinate and find you gone. She held you as you lightly dozed for the remainder of the movie, and you had to bite back a smile as she carried you lovingly down the hall to your shared bedroom.

She lay your “sleeping” body into bed, pulling the soft covers over you and tucking you in securely. Brushing your hair out of your face, she leaned down to press a tender kiss your forehead. 

“Sleep well, my Darling girl. I’ll see you in the morning,” With that, Atalanta climbed into her side of the bed, settling into her usual sleeping position on her stomach.

She forgot to give you your sleeping medication! And she forgot to turn on the security alarm! Just like you anticipated. Atalanta would never take a chance on disturbing your rest if it wasn’t absolutely necessary. That’s also why she didn’t institute the mandatory before-bed cuddle time as well. If you didn’t have to pretend to be asleep, you would do a happy little dance.

It didn’t take long before you heard Atalanta’s soft snores, but you waited an extra half hour just to make sure. Slowly, you rolled out of bed, landing lightly on the floor like a cat. Heading to her closet, you took a close look at her shoes, picking the smallest and most athletic ones. As you noted earlier, the door was virtually silent, and it was easy for you to open and close without waking Atalanta. You made your way to the front door and unlocked it. This was it. You had won.

At least, you thought you had won. 

You came face to face with two guards in matching uniforms sitting at a small table outside the door, playing some card game. You stared at them; they stared at you. All three of you were frozen in time simply staring. It was approximately one in the morning, did these two work all night? Shit, this was really putting a kink in your plans.

“Ma’am, I think you need to get-” The female one spoke slowly like one would to a feral animal as the male one stood up with his hands up non-threatening.

You didn’t have time to waste. In a split second impulsive decision, you tried to bolt past them. Accidentally upturning the table, cards rained down to the floor. You stamped down any guilt inside you; guilt was what kept you in that apartment for so long. The staircase was so far, and these two looked strong; you doubted you could outrun them without both the element of surprise and a significant head start.

Unfortunately, you were correct. Contrary to his bulky build, he was faster than he looked, and the past few days of being on constant muscle-relaxant sleepy medication had weakened you; he caught up in just a few steps. Throwing himself at you, he quickly pinned your arms to your sides in a restraint hold, rendering you unable to punch. With your back pressed to his chest, he lifted you right off your feet, leaving your lower body dangling in the air. Not ready to accept defeat, you fought fiercely, trying to bite his arms and use your feet to kick at his knees.

“Miss Montclair,” The female guard not holding you called loudly inside the house, careful not to cross the threshold, “Miss Montclair, please come to the front door.”

Oh no, oh no, she was calling Atalanta. You struggled even harder, trying to slam the back of your head into his nose to break it. You tried to use the momentum of your legs to swing out of his hold, thrashing wildly, but he held on tightly. He bent and straightened his legs, creating the effect of bouncing you in his arms like an unruly toddler. He repeated soothing phrases, trying to get you to calm down your flailing and give in.

“What is all the commotion so early in the morning?” A drowsy Atalanta was descending the stairs slowly, taking all the time in the world, but there was no mistaking the acerbic tone in her voice. Even in her blue silk pajamas with her butterscotch hair wisping in all directions, she commanded an authority that forced the entire room to take notice.

She froze you in a second, stopping your kicking and screaming. Behind you, the guard let out a sigh, obviously thanking the heavens that you weren’t trying to shatter his nasal bone anymore and he could soon go back to his paid card game.

“And what, might I ask, is happening here?” Atalanta asked in a way that made it clear she was talking to you.

“I-I was just-” You scrambled around, looking for something plausible to claim; you didn’t want to throw anyone under the bus but it was unavoidable, “I-I-I mixed up the doors and I accidentally went out the front door and then the guards just grabbed me! I was trying to find the kitchen!”

Atalanta listened politely, eyes scanning the situation, waiting for you to finish your lie before she spoke, “My love, my life, my Darling… do you honestly expect me to believe that? Do you think me a fool? I thought we were better than that.”

Your stomach dropped right down to your feet. Fuck.

“Abebe, Silva, please inform me of what really happened,” She was moving closer to you, each step causing a freezing feeling to spread further and further throughout your chest.

The guard who caught you immediately ratted you out, telling Atalanta how you slunk out of the apartment, saw the guards, and tried to make a run for it before being caught by the big guard. Your face burned in shame and embarrassment. Somehow hearing someone else telling the story was far worse than telling it yourself. You felt like a naughty child being scolded.

“Thank you, Silva. I’ll take it from here,” She said.

The guard holding you loosened his hold, making sure you were firmly on your feet before setting you down entirely. He gave you a gentle push back into the apartment, being kind but making it clear you had nowhere else to go but inside. You knew what this was, what was coming next.

After a second of your hesitation, Atalanta got visibly more aggrieved, crossing the space between you both in two strides. She took your wrist firmly, almost painfully, into her hold, pulling you towards her with a single jerk. When you were close enough, she let go of your wrist and wrapped an arm around your waist possesively, pulling you close to her and keeping an authoritative hand on your hip.

The guards inclined their heads to Atalanta in a gesture of respect and deference, than closed and locked the door, leaving you and Atalanta alone in the night. More than a little afraid, you turned back, almost finding the gall to look her in the eyes.

The hazel eyes that had looked at you with such warmth just hours ago were now filled with a kind of resolution that made you nervous.

“A-Atalanta, I’m so-” You started.

She held up a hand to stop your words, “Let’s go upstairs and have a talk, Darling.”

[dawnoftime22]

a long awaited confession.

| T.S

INTHAF, Chapter 4

Warnings: None! Unless you dislike baking or cute long awaiting confessions </3

Summary: On a day where you were realizing your heart's feelings, Taylor had of course, wanted to hang out with you baking some chai cookies and watching a movie.

Word Count: 4.6k

Category: fluff fluff!!!

A/N: this is fluff with, basically the instructions and ingredients of how to make taylor's chai cookies :) OH THE JOY I HSD WHEN I FINISHED THIS

P.S, I have never baked in my life...don't take tips from me I'm just going off research

P.P.S...I just realized I could have done the lover rice krispies treats ���️ its okay I guess you all get red / evermore taylor mixed with lover this fic

| Started on 26/11/2023, 8:33 AM |

| Finished on 06/02/2025, 7:03 PM |

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<- Chapter 3

“you are what you love.”

gif by me / @likestarlightx :]

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It was an early morning, with you on the couch, sitting peacefully with your phone. You were practically like a cat soaking in the warm sun from the windows.

Your back was against the cushions, and you had your thumb scrolling against the smooth screen of your phone. You were mindlessly navigating your way through your homescreen and various apps, but unable to fixate on a single one before sighing out.

The ceiling stared down at you as if it was able to tell you, this was all tiring, and seeing you sat on the couch was everything boring, but you only groaned lightly and turned to lay on your side.

Instead, you went to instagram, seeing what was new and if any of your following accounts had posted anything new.

Every post seemed to pass by your screen until you spot a fan having posted a picture of you and Taylor. It was of yesterday, where you two were walking home and Taylor was carrying you.

When you check the comments, all you could see were people talking about how close you two were. You couldn't help but hear the way your heart raced in your ears, and you had to cover your face with your hands.

A soft thud sounds beside you from your phone being dropped to the couch, and you took a deep breath in, trying to not care about the immense heat on your cheeks, but it was unavoidable now.

Comments

Guys what if they're in a secret relationship?

|__ they don't sneak around a lot, I think they're friends but I would love to see them together

Look at how cute they are!! 😆

Seriously, that sunset captures the way they look together perfectly. 🥹

Lord. You were sure you felt like passing out. Your thoughts had wandered before in the past, but knowing people were suspecting about the two of you, when you couldn't even tell your feelings? It was almost like a slap to the face and it had been far too long.

As if it couldn't get any worse, you hear a notification from your phone, and you look over to see that it was a message from Taylor. Oh, the timings of the universe.

Hey hey :) wanna bake some cookies? I'll bring over the ingredients if you want

But you jump to reply back anyway, the fear and realization you had earlier being filled by excitement, but still with a pounding heart.

Yes?! Chai cookies?

Chai cookies!! We're gonna have them, theeeennn, watch some movies...?

You couldn't help the giggle escaping your mouth at her message, but you tried not to look into it more than you should.

Okay, yes, movies...but why my house?

Your house, 'cause I miss being there, silly. Plus, we already hung out at mine last time

I miss your cats though :(

. . .

Taylor <3 is typing...

You typed out your message, awaiting her response as her typing bubble moves. Seconds pass, and you nearly wonder what kind of long paragraph she was typing.

But on the other side, Taylor was struggling trying to simply decide on an emoji.

But you don't miss me?! 🥺| ->

She deleted it. Then retyped. This time with a 😕 emoji. Then she changed it again to the original emoji, only to decide with none at all, sending off her message with a sigh.

And you don't miss me?!

I do, gosh! I just mean I won't see them...

Well, I'd bring them, but they're napping

Gotta let the kitties rest

As if they haven't been napping all day...

Being a cat is hard, don't blame them! 😞

Okay, okay. When are you coming over??

Innn....5 minutes, I'm already in the car

What? You weren't even waiting for me to

let you come over were you?!

Nope! You'll let me either way ☺️

Is that a threat?

See you! 🩷

You shook your head at her completely obvious way of ignoring your question, and you put down your phone with a smile, unable to tear your eyes away from the heart she sent for just a second.

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The doorbell rang, and just like the first time you saw her after her long week of work, she stood there with a smile growing on her lips. Only this time, she didn't bring a backpack with a kitten inside. Her hand held a plastic bag instead.

"I got the ingredients!" she says excitedly, and you smiled back at her, stepping aside to let her in. "We're gonna bake!!" she pumps her hands up, moving in a small dance. You laughed, closing the door behind her.

"Chai cookie party, here we come." You joined in on her excitement, a small jump adding in your steps over to her. If she saw, she would have commented you were like a rabbit getting a bundle of edible flowers.

"Or chai cookie cozy time," Taylor suggests softly, smirking at you as she puts down the plastic bag on the kitchen counter.

You peeked in the bag, then helped her get all the ingredients out, putting them rightfully in their own spots, all ready to be put together.

She looked through the drawers, trying to find your mixer as you grabbed a bowl. "Wheres your mixer?" she questions, looking at your cabinets all lost when you went to look at her.

"Should be in the top cabinet...I don't know, search there." You shrugged gently, making sure your grip on the bowls were careful so they won't slip.

"Aha, found it," she murmurs, after picking some items out to soon spot the useful kitchen tool. She brings it out, moving everything back to their place.

"It was hiding behind a box of cereal, apparently." She waves the mixer in the air, gazing back at you curiously now, and you had to breathe out a laugh.

"I seriously don't know how it got there." You start to clean the bowl you got out since it was dusty, and you checied it was usable before bringing it to the counter.

Taylor shook her head gently, her lips a smile. She goes back to the main workplace of the kitchen, staring at everything thats been prepared with a hum escaping.

"Okay, now that we've got thaaat settled...we need some music to fully start this," she says, giving you a nudge with her shoulder. You had to blink, feeling your heart rate pick up.

"Or else its not a baking session!" She turns, grabbing her phone to set on the counter with a thump, opening it up to Spotify, oblivious as you shook yourself out of it.

She scrolled down to find the playlist she had that was ready for all your baking times together, which was filled with her songs, some country music, and simply some fun music you both always loved to dance to while being in the kitchen.

You 'ooh'd' at the sound of the guitar playing in the song, it being familiar. Taylor opened up the salted butter packaging, plopping the block down to the bowl you prepared.

"What a shame, didn't want to be the one that got away, yeah." Taylor nods her head gently to the rhythm, singing the starting lyrics as she flattened out the butter and beat it up with the mixer.

You smiled widely as soon as you recognized the song choice; it was one of the few songs Taylor had made, but this one was handed over to a band, and she did a few added vocals.

"I love this song!!" you comment, making Taylor turn her head instantly, beaming at your quick recognition.

"Hell yeah!" she cheered, grabbing the ingredients to put in with the now creamy butter, first the sugar and the powdered version, going in. You helped her crack an egg to carefully go down into the bowl.

Soon, after the vanilla extract was added with the vegetable oil, she turns on the mixer again, moving it gently so everything is evenly mixed in together to make a soft, sticky looking dough.

"You seriously need to release it," you murmured softly. Your hand used scissors to carefully cut the tea bag that contained the chai leaves, and she watches as you carefully hover it atop the mix before sprinkling it all in, soon emptying it.

"Technically its already released, you know," She shrugged, saying her words in thought, and grabbing the flour as she does. You placed the baking soda and a container of salt beside her.

"Yeah, but I need to hear your voice fully!! Your version of the song entirely," you urge her, moving to poke her shoulder gently. Taylor giggles, then gave a gentle tilt of her head to show that maybe she'll think about it.

"Maybe," she responds softly, mixing away all the ingredients once more as you threw away the empty chai packet and cleaned up the counter from any small flour dust, the music playing in the background.

Once the dough was all done, Taylor goes to store it into the fridge after wrapping it, then she set up a timer for about an hour. You smile softly at her, seeing her turn around.

She cleans up her hands on a nearby towel, humming along to the song as she double checks the recipe on her phone and plays the song from earlier, wanting to hear it again.

"...What was the icing again?" you question, trying to remember yourself, but it was blank in your mind, and her memory was clear as day.

She looks at you, putting down her phone gently. "...I mean, it changes like every day, but it should be...powdered sugar, some cinnamon...nutmeg, and eggnog," she explains softly, going towards the plastic bag from earlier, only finding it to be empty.

Her lips slowly started to purse. "I also just realized I forgot to grab the ingredients." She gently turns back around to face you, and you blinked at her words.

"Do you have eggnog?" she asks with a point, her face a slight grimace at her forgetfulness, and in hopes of your kitchen being in stock.

"I...don't know, but we can check." You went over to the fridge, opening it with that gentle swooshing sound and searching the contents with your eyes, ruling out the bowl you both had just made earlier.

"I mean, if you don't, we can use milk," she says softly from behind you, peeking in with her own eyes, and you had to make yourself focus when you felt her warm breath against your ear, her presence close at your back.

"Yeah, we might have to...doesn't that thing expire in less than a week anyway?" you said in thought. Then, you made the regretting choice of turning around, finding yourself meeting her face to face merely inches away, and you could have sworn you saw a tint of pink rise up her cheeks as she quickly leaned back, this time without any excuse of your imagination or the light.

"Pretty much," she murmurs softly, her eyes flicking, then she gently snatched the milk carton out from the side, moving by herself as she grabs everything else too.

You closed the fridge gently, unable to contain at least the smallest smile at how fast she seemed to distract herself, but you help her anyways.

Everything was dumped in a new bowl, and she uses a whisk this time, seeing as the frosting is easier to do, and is a liquid texture.

"Can you set the oven to like... 350°F?" she suggests softly. You nodded in response, walking over to it. As she turns back to the bowl, the music got overlayed with a gentle hum under her breath as she worked.

Big mistake,

You broke the sweetest promise that you should have never made.

"This is one super floppy spatula you have," she comments gently, trying to keep her hold on it properly, but her hands were also sweating and slipping from the grip material, making her giggle.

"It's like a kid's utensil. Do you have another one?" She turns to look over her shoulder, pausing her mixing. You stifled a laugh, but nod, opening your drawer.

You grabbed a better, sleek looking black one out, holding it up to your mouth with some space in between as a makeshift mic, an important part of the song coming up; the chorus. "I'm here on the kitchen floor. You call, but I won't hear it!"

She smiled widely, her hand reaching for the spatula, and she leaned into it to act with you. "You said no one else," she sung along, giving a shake of her head, adding on to the expression of the lyrics before turning back to the bowl.

You quickly steal away some of the icing with a clean finger, having wanted to taste it, but choosing to instead tap on her nose, which gave way for the icing to land there, making her mouth fall open as she blinks, feeling the coldness.

"How. Could. You. Do this, babe?!" she sang gently, pointing to you. You laugh loudly and full heartedly, hearing the way the song timed perfectly with the situation.

(What about your promises, promises?)

"You really blew this, babe!" you shrugged mindlessly to her, singing along and going to actually taste the icing this time, to which you gave a gentle hum to at the sweetness.

She rolls her eyes playfully with a hefty sigh in a dramatic act. "We ain't getting through this one, babe!" Her lips tightened, and she went to cross her arms. You had to hold in your laugh.

"This is the last time, I'll ever call you babe." She then waves you off, closing her eyes and turning away, sneakily sliding the bowl a little away from you. Her lips were turned down as if to make a declining gesture.

Soon, that familiar giggle erupts from her voice rather than the singing as the music continues, the acting falling down, and your heart couldn't help warm up as you join her.

Later on, you put away the icing to cool in the fridge with the dough, and then you both waited for the one hour to pass, dancing in the kitchen and making conversation here and there.

Once the timer goes off in sound from her phone, she grabs out the bowl of the chai cookie dough, putting it on the counter.

"It's cold," she murmurs, and you were about to respond with an obvious sentence, but then she put her hand on your arm, to which made you jump back with a surprised sound, her skin being cold to the bone. She giggles, unwrapping the clear wrap.

"You're unbelievable." You shook your head, going to prepare the tray and baking sheet that would go on top so the cookies would get off easier.

She took a spoon since she couldn’t find an ice cream scooper, and she took some of the dough with it. Afterwards, she balls it up carefully in her hand, making it smooth.

You watched the motions before following along, doing the same as her. Taylor put the dough down on the sheet, flattening it a little, but not completely.

Once they were all evenly put together, Taylor leans back with a proud smile on her lips. "Now, we bake. The fun part," she says, although you were sure the fun was the entire baking session anyway, you gazed as she gently opened the warm oven, putting the tray in to close the oven door after.

Both of you sat down at a chair nearby, but a little before that, Taylor was crouched down in front of the warm electronic, staring at the cookies like a child waiting eagerly. You couldn't help but think it was adorable, and had to instantly look away to your phone so it didn't seem like you were utterly gazing off at her when she turned her head, having stood up to lean against the counter beside you.

She set the timer up to about 9 minutes, waiting patiently.

It didn't take as long as freezing this time, and you both could see the cookie turn to a sweet golden color, to which, she brings them out after the timer went off.

You helped her turn it off since she already had her glove on ready so she could slide the tray out, setting it down on the counter.

The smell was crazy delicious. Not even a step forward, and it already went under your nose. You leaned towards it, reaching a hand out, but she lightly slaps it away. "Do you wanna burn your hand? It's hot. You need to let it cool down."

She saw your small pout, but holds back an amused smile, instead going back to the fridge to get the icing.

Both of you waited for the cookies to cool down completely, Taylor lightly touching it with her finger to test the temperature before giving a confirming nod.

You two got the icing on carefully, and the blonde sprinkled on a little cinnamon for some of the cookies, and leaving the others with just the icing.

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For the rest of the day, you both stayed in bed, enjoying the chai cookies and having a movie set up in front of you.

Aside from the warm orange coming from the fairy lights, the windows held a blinding sunlight, but the room was growing darker with the time of day.

At any point, you would guess you'd see the risings of a sunset painting the sky beautifully right through the glass, but for now, you stayed beside Taylor, watching the TV.

The chai cookies were nearly finished, and thankfully, none were terribly crumbled on to the bed, with both of you making sure to eat it under a plate or hand.

In some part of the movie, you end up giving way to a yawn, your mouth opening so much, you had to bring up your hand to cover it. Taylor notices in the corner of her eye, but smiled.

"Someone's getting sleepy..." she murmurs softly, leaning back to relax against the pillows. Her eyes were transfixed on the TV screen.

You blink away the fog that covered your eyes from the yawn, and swallow back the sudden saliva that came from it. "No...I can focus. Its just...body reflexes." She looks at you, and sees you wave her off.

As much as she wanted to resist a smile, she couldn't help the cheekiness of her lips raising, leaning closer to you. "Mhmm...sleepyhead..." she pokes your shoulder gently, the nickname spilling from her mouth easily.

You blushed, only hoping the room was dark enough that no light hit your cheeks to see. "Shut up..." you murmured, stiffening to your own pillow.

Taylor giggles softly. "Nope." She goes to plop another cookie into her mouth, biting off half of it carefully.

You were indeed getting sleepy. But you didn't want to admit it, and you certainly didn't want to leave this kind of moment with her.

Just you, her, sitting in the coziness of your bedroom. You were close together, and watching a comforting movie as the gentle gusts of wind from the fan brushed your skin.

You sighed softly, it barely making sound as you hesitantly leaned to her in bare inches. Not even, centimetres. A single, small movement.

Her eyes flickered just for a moment to you, and you almost thought you were dreaming and already asleep when she went to reach around your shoulders, wrapping her arm around you.

Your heart skips a beat when she especially pulled you closer to her side, and if both of you weren't entirely trying to be focused on the movie (which, you definitely weren't, and you were unsure if she actually was) you two would have been caught in an awkward position, and staring at each other not knowing what to do.

You tried to relax, adjusting yourself slightly, to then have to go forward so you could unfold the blankets, the coldness being far too much.

Either that, or you were trying to distract yourself and get a moment's break from her literal arm being around you, holding you close.

She smiles, grateful that you wanted the blankets, and got comfortable herself, needing some warmth. Once she settled back down after all the rustling of the covers, she leans into you.

You slowly took a deep breath in, glancing to her, but deciding to stare off at the film onscreen. The characters were moving, but honestly, could you even hear them? No.

You could feel the way her fingers felt against your shoulder, slender and warm, and her nails were cut perfectly. Possibly either from her guitar playing or from her liking things being elegant.

You had to blink yourself out of it, subconsciously leaning closer to her in the midst of your absolute daydreaming. Goodness. What were you thinking? Your best friend, and here you were? You wanted to slap yourself, since you hadn't thought of such things before.

Or, well, you thought so, but now you couldn't help but remember each time Taylor had gotten a boyfriend back in high school or some random guy would be commenting on her looks...you were practically basically grimacing even now, at the thought.

Taylor didn't notice. Not even the way her one singular strand of hair was just barely brushing your cheek. You were sure that you're about to die right here and now.

This was it. Everything was pushing you, fate, destiny, all of every being existing and your damn heart. You wanted to run away somewhere, but you couldn't just straight up leave this moment like nothing was wrong.

So, with a deep breath that filled your lungs and hopes of courage that certainly wasn't coming around other than just the moment pushing you, you let the breath go, and decided to speak, turning to look at Taylor.

Even the sight of her, actually turning fully to see her from the side now, it nearly made your air caught. But you catch yourself before you could have fainted off to the mattress.

You swallowed back the last of your fears, finally. "...Hey, Tay?" You speak up softly to catch her attention. Taylor hums, looking up at you with a gentle face.

Her full attention is on you once she turned, moving her focus from the movie, and you almost forgot the five words you were about to say with the way she looked at you.

She waited patiently as you were snapping the pieces in your head back together. "...Do friends...cuddle...like this?" you whisper, the slight shakiness evident in your voice. Now you felt stupid. The calm and soft expression on her face faltered, almost showing, maybe, shock, you thought.

"I mean...well...if they're-- uh, really close...um...maybe..." she says, her words half fast and half paced, her eyes blinking as she tries to give you a genuine smile. She was sure it only made her nervous. And you were trying to make sure you weren't delusional.

"Tay." Your voice whispered, so casually, that familiar nickname you always called her rather than her full first name, and her heart was going crazy the same as yours.

"Mmhm?" she hums softly, turning her head to look back at the screen. You reach out to her shoulder, lightly pulling her back. Your body thought before your mind-- yes, your brain was going crazy over the boldness.

"...What if...I...um, told you I liked you?" You nervously spewed out, your every nerve setting itself on fire the second the words slipped by

She pursed her lips, trying to raise them up, basically throwing herself in a pit with her words. "As...the best of your friends?" She whispers with a soft giggle, and the sound makes you have butterflies in your stomach, but the way she misunderstands had you panicking a bit. Or more like feeling the world will collapse. Maybe she wanted confirmation you weren't joking. Nope. Yes? Oh, you were tired of yourself.

"No, no, I mean-- like, I...well, um-- more than that...I...love you." You manage to spew out the sentence. Taylor blinks, her head possibly just registering what she had heard. Very, very slowly, or not at all.

She breathed out an "Oh," in surprise, with no other words leaving her mouth. The shock made her mind run blank, and you fidgeted with your fingers as you waited. The way she just stopped working was adorable. She wouldn't normally be like this, even with her past lovers, and it was always you who was to do such a thing— going blank. But now you were trying to decide if it was adorable, or if she was trying to figure out a response that won't hurt you if she didn't feel the same.

"I-- well..." The pieces in her head fits perfectly soon enough, although her brain was malfunctioning, and when she gets something fully, she laughs softly once more, her nose scrunching up adorably. You were desperately trying to tell if she was laughing at you or at herself for having such a reaction. The both of you were dying on the inside from the situation.

She stared at you just for a moment, then leaned in entirely, letting her lips meet yours like a sudden warmth of the sun through moving clouds.

You gasped in a breath that she only took in to her own lungs, both her arms wrapping further around you to pull you closer. Now, you could happily pass out.

"I like you, too," her voice whispers in the quiet room, the movie long forgotten, and the characters with the plot onscreen entirely thrown away as your minds got replaced with just each other.

You blushed, then leaned more into her, this time, able to give yourself permission to bury yourself into her chest, and a laugh rumbles from her. You could feel it. For once, you weren't just hearing it, but physically feeling her laugh.

Her hands splayed on your back, her hold on you tightening as her mind wanders all about everything.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that..." she murmurs beside your head, hesitantly, wanting to move to lean into your hair, and she just barely did.

"You...I-- you wanted to...?" you whispered, looking up at her vulnerably. "Why didn't you...?" Your tone wasn't judging, but simply curious and in realization. You were so close, she felt your breath against her skin.

"I...was scared. I thought...well-- I just...couldn't push us past just...friends." She breathed, leaning in closer. Your noses brushed before you felt the way she gave a gentle nuzzle, and your heart was melting.

"Me too," you whispered back to her in response, and your arms also embraced her body the same as hers did yours.

She huffs out a soft chuckle, closing her eyes. "But now...we don't have to," you heard her say. All that you wanted to do was collapse in her arms, and you could.

When she opens her eyes, the shine of her blue iris met your pupils, a smile upon her lips. "It's just us." Her head tilted with her voiced out words, and you gave a gentle nod.

"I love you," you said again, needing to feel it all over once more, and able to say it freely. She leans in closer, slowly meeting your lips in a kiss— this time paced, so you can have time, and you met her halfway.

"I love you, too," she whispers back, through the hum of the wind, and this was everything you ever needed.

"You wanna know a secret?" she adds softly, her lips brushing against yours. You almost felt feverish at the contact.

"Which one?" you asked, knowing there was many secrets to unlace. She smiles, her hand going down your arms.

"You were my album," she breathed out softly in confession herself.

"...What?"

She feels like home.

end of chapter 4 and this short series!<3

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[twisting-in-wonderland]

Bye bye Sebek, :]

(he didn’t stand a chance, poor guy :[  )

[trojanteapot]

a serious piece, and a nonsensical doodle.

The second one is a reference to this video.

[expederest]

Whoops, I forgot to share the Dungeon Meshi merch I got in Tokyo last month. Which wasn't much tbh. Since I was with family, I couldn't be like "Hey, let's go into this anime store spanning 8 floors!" And the sole time I visited Akihabara, the only shop still open was Don Quijote…However! I went to the Tsutaya in Shibuya, the one that re-opened recently across from the station. And at the very top, they had a small pop-up of Dungeon Meshi merch.

I bought a badge and what I assumed was an acrylic stand, but it's more like a big keychain? I was planning to go back to get something for a friend, and maybe the towel, but I ran out of time… Also, apparently they were giving away postcards if you spent 2,000 yen too? I didn't know that! I would have spent more otherwise 😔

I also found a couple of Dungeon Meshi gachapon machines in Magnet, the mall across from Tsutaya. The only ones I saw, in fact. Not that I checked every capsule centre I came across…

I wish I could have obtained all the mushroom ones, but the machine had maybe 2 capsules left, and I was out of coins. However, I did manage to get Senshi too. He's already attached to my backpack 😊

[voidimp]

ok. what is so special about this new farming sim. what makes it not Just Another Farming Sim

[korovamlecznybar]

ok i need to get my group to finish the project and edit my thesis and that’s it!!!!!!!technically i have until july 8th to edit but maybe i could get it done before saturday???? but then i’d have to have it finished my friday early afternoon hmmmm

[un-pearable]

going to esplod

[roses-and-tears]

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[camellia-thea]

i made the mistake of opening the jellycat website.

they have a jack russell now. it has one black spot across its back like jazzy.

[valleynix]

finally finished Claire’s scenario in RE2R… i literally want to scream WHY WAS IT SO DIFFICULT

[valiasims]

Cozy Cabin Collection - Doors & Windows

Hey everyone!

Here is the next part of the Cozy Cabin Collection which includes windows and doors. I wanted to add some curtains too as you could see in the wip posts but there were some problems I couldn't solve and I had to leave for visit my family so I will add them to the next part which will be the bedroom set. Let me tell you, this set barely came together in time and I pulled an all nighter to finish the objects so if there are any errors with them, please let me know!

Although this set not being that exciting, I wanted the make it to complete the cabin collection because as I was furnishing the rooms for the previous sets I couldn't find the perfect stylish, cabin windows I wanted. For months I was planning to make them but always run out of time. This time they were the priority but don't worry, next time I'm making the bedroom and I want to add some clutter items as well.

This set will come two main designs of doors, they are similar but one is a little more rustic, the other is more elegant. As I said earlier I had to combine the doors with the upper windows because they have a different shader than the windows. This means all glass doors come in short and medium heights.

The windows I separated so you can combine them and use 2 types of accent windows above the regular ones. This way there are a lot of combinations because I made 3 heights and 2 widths of the windows.

I hope you'll like them and again, let me know if you notice any problem, because I was a little tired when I was finishing them. I will be back next week and I'm gonna start on the bedroom set so new wip posts will come soon!

The Set Includes

Rustic Glass Double Door, Medium

Rustic Glass Double Door Medium - Opened

Rustic Glass Door Medium

Rustic Glass Door Short

Rustic Glass Door Short - Opened

Rustic Double Door Short

Rustic Double Door Short - Opened

Rustic Interior Door Short

Glass Double Door Medium

Glass Double Door Medium - Opened

Glass Door Medium

Glass Double Door Short

Glass Double Door Short - Opened

Double Door Short

Double Door Short - Opened

Interior Door Short

Small Window

Small Double Window

Short Window

Short Double Window

Paneled Window

Paneled Double Window

Full Glass Window

Full Double Window

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"you what?"

ᥫ᭡Theodore Nott x F!Readerᥫ᭡

summary: accidentally drinking a lust potion, you asked your best friend Theo for help.

warning: smut, cursing, unprotected sex, size kink maybe? cream pie.

word count: 2.4k

18+only; minors don’t interact

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“You what?” Theo’s eyes widened, you wanted him to do what? He wasn’t sure if this was a dream or not but if it was he didn’t want to wake up

Earlier that day , you had accidentally drank a lust potion. 

How, you might ask?

Well the boys (Enzo/ Mattheo) thought it would be funny to prank Draco by giving him a lust potion as payback for pranking them earlier that week

At lunch the 2 boys were there first, taking their usual spots they slip the potion to a bottle of Draco's favorite drink and placing it on the spot were Draco usually sits

One by one the group gets to the table ,leaving you and Draco left. 

Soon both of you walk in, but you seem to be in a rush

“Sorry guys I can’t stay and chat, I have to get back to studying, i’m just here to get some food to eat while studying” grabbing random things and the only drink you see left, you quickly stuff it in your purse

“Wait y/n!” Enzo saying frantically, giving Matt a worried look

You look up at Enzo as you start to zip up your bag. “Yeah?” 

“We were actually saving that for Draco, um- were having practice later and that’s his favorite”

“Omg I’m so sorry! Here-“ as your opening you bag Draco comes behind you , going to sit down 

“I actually got my own drink, y/n can have it” Dracos says while pulling out his drink from his bag,

Enzo’s and Mattheos’s eye widen.

“I- um, but we got it for you” Matt says with a bit of a shaky voice 

“Its fine, I don’t need it” as he waves his drink showing the 2 boys

“But-“ 

“Omg thank you Draco, I really have to go now guys see you later” you say as you're walking away before the boys have a chance to take away the drink.

Both Enzo and Matt try to call you back but you’re already gone, both freaking out inside. praying you don't find out what they did.

While studying in your dorm you couldn’t focus for more than 10 seconds. Thinking you might just be tired from all the studying you took a break. Getting up from your desk you head towards your bed. Laying in your bed you start to space out

At first it was all innocent thoughts, school, weekend plans but then they started to shift The only thing you could think of was pleasure. Thinking of a certain boy made your cunt throb, making your body hot

Your hand slowly creeps down to your shorts. Slowly playing with yourself imagining it was Theo’s fingers rubbing circles on your clit.

“Oh god Theo” you moaned 

but no matter how good it felt you couldn’t reach your climax. You were so needy and nothing was working. The rising heat from your body only made things more uncomfortable.

“God what is wrong with me, and why is it so hot” getting up from your bed you walk towards your desk, trying to find your drink, in hopes of it cooling you down . You picked up the bottle and before you can finish the drink you saw something written on the bottom of the bottle

“Payback- Enzo and Mattheo”

Your eyes widened with confusion. 

What?

Then you remembered how the drink was meant for Draco. 

everything started to make sense

This is why you were like this

You couldn’t even be mad at them, Your mind was clouded with the urge to get any satisfaction you could. all you wanted was any sort of pleasure but nothing was good enough. it started to get painful and a sudden thought popped in your head. Theo

he’d help right? He was really the only one you can go to. 

Your heart was racing at just the thought of Theo agreeing to help you out, being best friends all these years you had developed a crush on him, of course you never acted on it because you didn’t want to ruin your friendship 

Pacing back and forth your room, you finally decide to ask him for help. Nervously picking up your phone, you open Theo’s contact.

“Theo?”

“Hey Bella, what’s up?”

The nickname itself making you get butterflies.

 “Um- I need a favor, can you come over?”

“Of course, i'll be over in a few”

“Okay see you” hanging up the phone, your thoughts begin to consume you

What if he says no?

What if he laughs at your face and runs off

What if…

What if he says yes… 

Before you can continue, there was a knock on your door. That must be him. Slowly walking to your door, palms sweaty, you turn your door knob

“Hey, what did you need help with?” Theo goes in to give you a hug

Hugging him back, your nose is infused with his cologne  

God why does he always smell so good

He lets go and looks at you closely, he moves a strain of hair behind your ear to have a better look at you. His eyebrows frown, noticing your face is flustered and incredibly warm.

“Are you okay? Your face is warm” resting his hand on your cheek

“Yeah, um actually funny story-“ Quickly leading him to sit on the edge of your bed, holding his hands as you begin to explain

“Please just hear me out. I know it's odd ,but I have no one to go to,- just please-“ falling to your knees, begging.

“Hey hey, breathe. You know I'm here if you need anything. Now tell me, what’s up?” Theo's eyes looking at you with worry.

“Please I- I need you to fuck me” you blur out

That was the last thing Theo thought would come out of your mouth. 

You wanted him to what???

He was speechless, absolutely at a loss of words. jaw wide open

“Please, I'm sorry for asking you for this, I know it’s a lot and we’re best friends. But please I can’t take it anymore. I accidentally drank something that wasn’t meant to me and it had this effect on me. I’ve tried everything but nothing is working. I need your help please” your face heating up from embarrassment . I mean you only ever had the biggest crush on your best friend for years, but what you didn’t know was that so did Theo.

Theo had dreamt of the day he got to be with you.

How’d he spend hours pleasuring himself of the thought of you under him, on top of him and how good you’d take him in your mouth. God, was he hard the second you asked him to help you out.

How could he say no? 

Without another thought he picked you up from the floor. Sitting down back on your bed while you straddled his lap.

Looking into your eyes, moving a piece of your hair behind your ear, resting his hand on your cheek, he leaded in.  

Your soft lips on his, both whimpering into the intense kiss. Licking your bottom lip asking for access. You gladly gave it to him. 

Slowly rocking your hips on his clothed boner, trying to find any friction to satisfy you.

Slowly laying you down your bed, taking off your clothes until you were left in nothing but your matching black lace set. 

“Don’t worry Bella, i’ll take good care of you” Theo whispers as he starts to leave a trail of kisses down your body

“Theo please~” you pleaded, needing to feel something, anything.

“poor thing, you’ve must of been so uncomfortable for such a long time, don’t worry i’m here now”

He stopped to look at your lying body, face all flustered, messy hair. 

“God you’re so beautiful” he wasn’t lying, he’d always thought you were the most beautiful person he’d ever seen. Always jealous of your ex boyfriends because they got to be with you. But now it was his turn and he was going to give you the best you’d ever gotten, he was going to ruin every other guy you’ve been with. 

Slowly pulling your panties off, dick throbbing at the sight of your wet glistening pussy. Trying to ignore his throbbing cock and focus on you, he gives you a sweet smile. 

“You're soaking wet, so ready for me” leaving little kisses around your pussy, teasing. finally burying his face between your legs, painfully slow licks as he takes it in, savoring every moment. 

As soon as you felt his tongue, you became a whimpering mess.  

“Theo~ oh my god yes” moving your hand to his hair, giving it a little tug. 

Theo couldn’t hold it in anymore, he started to devour you. eating you out as if he’d never get this opportunity ever again

“You taste so fucken good” he groaned against your dripping core. The vibrations sending you waves of pleasure 

“More please, Theo! oh my god~” it felt so good, his tongue making you feel things you’ve never felt before with anyone else

“So polite, even when your so needy” Theo smirked as he sees how much of a mess you were for him

He starts so pump one of his fingering into you while eating you out. Soon enough you felt the feeling you were craving for

“M-so close, fuck Theo i’m so close”

He stops what he’s doing, getting up grasping on his zipper and undoing the button. Tugging his jeans and boxers off. 

“Theo? Why’d you stop? I was so close” you looked at him with teary eyes. you were so close, god why did he stop

“Sorry princess, I wanna be in you, want you cum on my cock” godddd was he hot

His cock strung out his pants hitting his stomach , you were lost for words. In no world was Theodore Nott small, he was big- huge even. you’ve never taken anything close to his size.

Theo noticed your starring

“Like what you see?” A smile tugged the corner of his lips

“Don’t worry you can take it, I know you can”

You nodded at his works 

He lined himself up to your pussy, tracing himself up and down, teasing you.

“You have no idea how long i've been wanting to do this for” 

“Fuck ,Theo please, please fuck me” you whined 

“Anything for you, love”

he slowly pushed himself into you. You both let out a loud moan. 

“fuck, your so tight” Theo was out of breath.

You felt so good around him that he never wanted this moment to end.

“fuck Theo your big” you said panting 

“You think you can take more?”

More???

“There’s more??” Looking at Theo with a disbelief face

He chuckled “i’m only have way”

“Don’t worry you can handle it, can’t you baby?”

“Mhm- yes yes, I can take it”

Pushing the reset of himself into you. bottoming you out. heavily breathing, getting comfortable with the feeling of him stretching you out. 

“good girl ,You’re doing so well for me, are you ready?”

“Yes! fuck-please move, please” you begged

Brining your legs above his shoulders and laying them there. Gripping your ankles to keep you steady as he started to thrust into you. Both a moaning mess

“Fuck fuck fuckkk, Theo-” your eyes roll back, arching your back.

“You feel so good Bella, oh god-“ panting 

“Your squeezing me tight- fuck”

One of his hands moving to your waist. fucking you harder now, unable to stop. His cock was so fucking good, hitting your g-spot every time.

“Fuck Theo just like that, don’t stop, don’t stop please!” Your hands holding onto your bed sheets as he rocks his hips.

“You like that huh? You like it when your best friend is pounding into you, god you look so beautiful, taking all of me like a good girl” he groans while leaving kisses on your ankle.

Your walls clenching at his words

He groaned again as he felt your cunt throb at his praise. 

“Oh you like being called a good girl don’t you?” letting go of your ankle to grip your jaw to make you look at him.

“Who's a good girl are you?” Theo says as he speeds up his thrusts

Looking at him with half lidded eyes “Yours, all yours!!~“ you moan

“That’s right all mine, no one can ever make you feel this good, isn’t that right love?”

 “Mhm only you, ah~ i'm so close”

“Cum for me baby, come all over my cock”

You were absolute bliss, god you’ve never seen fucked this good, yeah you’ve had other hookups but nothing can compared to this, to Theo

You moaned loudly, shutting your eyes as you reached your orgasm “im- im cumming!!” Your body shaking from the overwhelming feeling

The way your walls clenched from cumming made Theo on the verge of spilling. He continues to thrust into you through your first orgasm. He didn’t expect you make such a mess all over his dick, your cum spilling out of you as he thrusts into you

You felt Theo twitch inside of you, knowing he’s close you moved his hand from your waist to your breasts.

“Mmm so soft…” Theo whispered. leaning down, putting his tongue on your nipple, swirling it around. “Mmm Theo that feels good” throwing your head back from a little act. Theo was soon approaching his climax.  

“Fuckk- can I cum inside of you? please oh god I can’t hold it anymore, please? Fuck-” Theo begged as he tried to hold it in, waiting for you response 

“Yes!! fuck Theo cum inside me” you practically screamed as you felt you stomach tighten.

He let out a loud moan as he spilled his cum inside of you. You screamed as you felt his warm cum spilling in you, triggering your second orgasm.

Theo’s thrusts became sloppy, riding out both your highs. He pulled out and laid beside you. Dizzy and breathless, taking a moment to catch your breath.  Finally when you both got steady, you look up at Theo

“Thank you Theo, really”

“No need to thank me Bella, you can come to me for anything anytime” smiling at you.

crawling onto his lap you whispered into his ear “stay the night? I don’t think the drink has worn off just yet~”

This was going to be a long night for Theo.

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