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okay so what if i posted bakugou angst...........
#[ đ ]â toke talks#idk man felt like crying today idk idk#and also dabi angst.....#but i do have a fluffy kirishima fic in the works!!#so it'll soften the blow (?)#idk someone tell me to shut up <3
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Honestly your tags are so fun to read every time, i'm almost more excited for them than the actual post (but not entirely because your art is SO GOOD!!!! i adore it). If you don't mind me asking, what are you studying?
i am studying psychology because i refuse to see a therapist so ill figure out whats wrong with me myself !!!!!!!
#snap chats#WITH. a minor in human resources âïž because im evil or something#and whatever character/s i decide to fixate on for the next three years i will also psychoanalyze them I Guess. //loud coughing//#tbh i only saw a therapist to get medicine but since bloodwork is expensive without insurance i dont even do that anymore. sad !#but yeah im a certified rambler if i dont share every thought i have so people understand me as much as i want them to ill die#which is why charles xavier if youre out there you have full rights to my brain .......... //gross wink sound//#why cant telepaths be real itd make my life so much easier. i woudnt have to talk a mile a minute anymore#because i do talk very fast because growing up my mom would cut me off a lot#so now i talk fast in fear of being cut off without all my thoughts being heard. anyways.#thank you for also enjoying my art :] a sideshow to the glory that is my tags i KNOWWW but im glad my efforts are not unnoticed đ#back to My Major tho when i was in middle school i thought i wanted to go into comic books#but then i thought id lose my love for drawing if i did it professionally so now i do it. semi professionally#on my own terms babyyyy thats right. and if im lucky i get paid to draw my faves im living the dream babes#thats why my text posts take nine years for me to type im legitimately sitting here thinking if i said everything i wanted#and if i worded it right but even then after it's up im like 'but did i word it right tho' but its like 'bro just fucking POST IT'#'ITS NOT THAT DEEP' its as my favorite professor once told me 'youre very paranoid' and he's right !!!! im very paranoid đ„°#ok im done now. see thats why i say Ok Im Done Now its a sign im forcing myself to shut UP#wait not done Almost but not quite i was rewatching 97 to Try to get caps of charles in his combat uniform#and i fear i still cackle at erik telling charles to shut up like PLEAAASSE...... i need that bit CLIPPED#it makes me giggle ... someone remind me to clip all of erik's cameos in the squirrelgirl podcast btw#ive been meaning to do that for weeks but. oops <3 i need all my grandpa's moments CATALOGUED and AT THE READY..#ok i done fr now i have class with my you're-paranoid professor in like an hour and i wanna get some work done before then#BYYYYYEEEE. FOR LIKE TWENTY MINUTES PROBABLY IDK
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why was i so much older at 10 than my little sister (currently 10) is now?
#fellow older siblings pls tell me u understand#like thinking back to when i was 10 and then looking at my sister theres no way thats the same age#like i dont wanna say i was more mature bcz thats wrong and maturityâ age#but just idk looking back at when i was her age she does not feel that adult#and its not like i was some parentified 10yo or anything#like sure i had 3 younger siblings and she only has 1 but just idk#the stuff i was thinking abt/thinking like/perceiving stuff feels sm older to the way she is#please tell me someone else feels this-#ryan shut the fuck up
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why i think noels lament fits vil pre overblot đ«Ą
i started thinking about this and havent stopped so now yikes
anyways uhhhh im going to reference exact lyrics and how i think they play to vil
also i hc vil as gender fluid so i will be switching between he/she/they pronouns for vil throughout the post
this ended up being long af i forgot that i cant stfu jesus
anyways start !!
Uhhh i will say that i dont think the fact that this song is bascially just a fantacy of some sort relates to vil (for the most part). like i think some of the lyrics would pertain to vils imagination or fantasias or whtvr but ya
none of the things i mention are 100% cannon (they could be?? idk) ill go back l8r to see if i can find proof from the story/book or from the manga to see if some of the "points" i make are actually cannon or just me confusing my hc w canon (it happens yikes)
"GOOD GIRLSÂ CALL ME "THE TOWN BICYCLE" DON'T KNOCK IT 'TIL YOUâVE TRIEDÂ MY LIFE OF SIN"
the whole "town bicycle" thing pertains to vil cause people sometimes take their anger/h8red of a character out on the actor whos plays them so for vil who has said that she has played a shit ton of villain roles (i think she said shes played only villain roles if i remember correctly) so if thats the case then she has definitely had to deal with whtvr h8 and name calling has come w that.
then the whole "dont knock it till youve tried my life of sin" refers to people shitting on him for playing the villain specifically the "my life of sin" being vil playing the villain over and over (many villains are seen as wrong or sinful so that also plays in)
"MYÂ PIMP, KNOWS NEVER MESS WITH ME"
lmaooo this just makes me think of his manager cause i feel like vils manager has def heard or seen vil loose his shit either on someone or just ranting about someone
idk if this is fact or not but i always thought of vils manager as being the same one hes had throughout most if not all of his acting career
"I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE TO FIND HIM, OFFICERS BUT IF YOU DO, PLEASE MENTION THAT I'D LIKE TO HAVE RETURNED THE PRETTY KNIFE THAT I STUCK TEN TIMES IN HIS BACK!"
tbh i see this as being one of those fantasy parts like vil fantasizing about harming neige and/or taking his place
idk thats all i feel like that line is self explanatory idk
"FOR I SING SONGS UNTIL THE BREAK OF DAWN I EMBRACE A NEW MAN EVERY NIGHT MY LIFE'S ONE NEVER-ENDING CARNIVAL; AÂ WHIRLÂ OF BOOZY-FLOOZY FLASHING LIGHT; I WANT TO BE THAT FUCKED UP GIRL"
"i sing songs until the break of dawn" while i feel like in the song this could be referring to actual sing or fucking all night or whtvr IN THIS CASE FOR VIL i interpreted it as actual singing in which she sings while getting ready for bed or in the morning or smthng) either practicing songs for the hero roles she never gets to play or just practicing in general (maybe even singing songs that she likes just for fun)
"i embrace a new man every night" again im aware this is referring to s3x IM interpreting it as like,, taking on new roles every night either for a new play or a new part or whtvr (this one is one of those lines that doesnt really relate but ya)
"my lifes one never ending carnival a whirl of boozy floozy flashing lights" SHOWBIZZ!! lame but ya thats all i just think that this would be just like in referrence to actor life or whtvr. the whole "my lifes one nvr ending carnival" part could be read as slightly sarcastic cause while everything is also new! fun! wow! its also just ick after awhile cause thats just how its is. the nxt line would just be referring to all the bright ass lights and camera lights and shit that go into acting and whatnot
"HE SAID, "I THINK I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU" I'VE HEARD THAT LIE A MILLION TIMES BEFORE"
another one that i feel is self explanatory tbh people tell actors they love them all the time so while vil probably gets h8 for playing the villain they probably also get fans telling they they love them (which i can imagine how annoyed that must make vil but not the point rn)
"OH, TONIGHT I GIVE IN TO THE FANTASY TAKE LOVE WHEN YOU CAN, WHEN YOU'RE A WHORE"
as much as it annoys them when random ass people say they love them, i do think sometimes, vil will give into it a go along, either for publicity or whtvr. especially as a kid i feel like vil would give into that lie more often (hence why they dont anymore as they have learned its false) but sometimes when the loneliness goes haywire theyll indulge someone for a bit (typically just simple "ilu2 :))" and conversing with them) to gain some sort of fake closeness to satiate the loneliness for a bit (this is 100% hc i feel like vil is seen as the best or the second best so its probably hard to make real friends or relations that dont just want to use them for money or fame or whtvr but once again,,, not the point)
skipping a few lyrics here 1- cause tw and 2- bc i havent found a way to word the way i feel they relate to vil (maybe ill edit when i figure it out maybe i wont idfk)
"EIGHT MONTHSÂ LATER I CATCHÂ TYPHOID FLU"
this just makes me thing of her overblot lol while i def think that the overblot has been building for more than eight months but it just shot forward from being to book six to when she overblotted. "i catch the typhoid flu" makes me think of how she "caught" the overblot "sickness" since its going around/being passed around similarly to how i feel a flu or sickness would be (obviously not very contagious and if overblot was some sort of sickness nrc would be fucked)
"DYING IN AN ALLEY, A PRIEST KNEELS DOWN TO ME- "My child, do you have any final words to the Lord you'd like to say?" "Oui. Tell Him that, like Him, I choose to burn out rather than fade away!"
the priest in this scenario would be either neige or rook
if we're going w neige as the priest id says it because neige was trying to be nice to vil before vil tried to poison him. The line that noel says would be interpreted as vils words right before giving neige the apple which wouldve cursed him
if we are going with rook as the priest then i see it as rook talking to vil before she goes off to give neige the apple, like before vil separates from everyone, and noels part ould be like vil replying before she goes (i dont remember if they spoke before vil went to curse neige but ill look into it)
" SHATTERED DREAMS SUPER CRUSTY, HOLY TERROR WILD EYES AND BLACK MASCARA BROKEN HEART"
the other lines in this lil mantra dont really fit but thats okay
anywyas
the whole shattered dreams thing like duh bros shattered dreams of playing a hero role and being chosen over neige
super crusty - idk for this one ill be honest
holy terror wild eyes and black mascara - yea so "terror" more like rage but terror may fit cause while he was full of rage he could have also had fear that hed never be able to be more than the villain or second to neige
and broken heart obvi bros broken hearted over this realization
"IF I COULD HAVE JUST ONE DREAM... I'D BE THAT FUCKED UP GIRL!"
in this case that fucked up girl could be in reference to neige
tbh that whole thing abt this song being abt some guys fantasy could also be in reference to vils fantasy of taking neiges place as the fairest of them all of the most loved and such.
anyways that was a lot and idk if any of it made sense tbh
thats all :3
#twst#disney twst#vil#vil schoenheit#noels lament#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland vil#twst vil#i thought way too much about this idk why tf this possesed me#cutesy :3#someone tell me to shut up
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if we are not established friends - and i mean we talk often or at length with clear enthusiasm from both sides. both of which had a normal relationship development rate YOU CANNOT SPAM MESSAGE ME OR VENT UR SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!
#personal#iâm gonna sound very mean iâm gonna very mean#before that first. đŻ% my own fault!#okay not 100 but mostly#like do i start these convos or look for these connections. NO! but they come to me and i donât shut them down#which makes me feel awful bc imagine trying to establish a friendship with someone and thinking okay weâre talking more this is going good#but from their side they are genuinely getting frustrated and annoyed at the frequency and just message itself and frankly you#the morally correct thing would be being the bigger person and saying no iâm sorry im not feeling this. but also thatâs so much.#and iâd feel so bad when obviously this makes the other party feel like shit#but onto mean meaner than that whole bit i am straight stating to hate this girl im talking to#it feels like she doesnât have a life outside of me sometimes!!!!!!!#like she sends an iphone game i respond within whatever length of time and regardless if itâs a minute or 3 hours she responds within the#same MINUTE. EVERYTIME#sheâs asking about random people i kinda know sheâs asking if i know anyone who needs a roommate or a laptop or a place she can stay#iâm not an asshole i was like okay are you okay and safe and she was but also just not ideal circumstances#sheâs messaging me about instagram posts i like sheâs asking questions about isreal and i wish i was joking#but at her grown ass adult age sheâs referring to russia isreal etc as a bag of poops#this is bc i posted about the new cap movie and to not support it and also disney being evil blah blah#but sheâs asking questions about israel and disney and. i have to answer bc itâs great for people to ask questions especially about this#but lord all mighty above it hurt. and sheâs doing that thing of explaining that she did something but DOES support the movement but still#did a thing and is looking for validation which. is never fun.#like you donât have to tell me that you have a disney plus account but you feel bad you know?#and she just messaged me about some dude ignoring her i think the ex that cheated idk#also the dude who asked for ten bucks he asked to talk twice this week and i was like no. bc i didnât want to#once i figure out that i can block people purely for annoying me itâs over#it doesnât matter if they havenât done anything objectively wrong iâm allowed to say no more#straight up iâm just gonna start ignoring messaging from people i donât fuck with#like second i dont have people im like okay i feel too bad to not respond to im never doing this shit again.#like nothing worse than working a 12 hour than getting a message from someone whoâs humor and texting style you canât stand asking to talk#i think partially iâm depressed but i am sick of talking to people bc THEY like me duh im easy to like i donât like you back bc ur not
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#personal#i dont really know how to talk about this but i am scared. for myself. not for my system but for me and also for my sys#im primary protector. i am the oldest being in this body by time (not by age). i was one of the first created at the bodys 9month old Thing#ive always had a background almost co-con role. not fully cocon but i contribute to a lot of the blur because im always close enough to#the front to be able to step in as quickly as possible if needed. and to give instructions and warnings to whoevers in front and needing it#the last maybe 2 months? 3? ive taken up a more active hosting role in a cycle with 3 others#im really worried that its been happening so much that its impacting my duties as primary protector. im scared the brain has been#keeping things from me or shutting of knowledge i did have access to to help me adjust to concept of hosting#i cant see the inner as clearly as i could. i know my girlfriends in there somewhere but reaching out only has like a 12% chance of#getting through when ive spent the last 14 years almost living on top of her as she was the old host.#it feels rough and scary. like i know shes in there i think our gatekeep would tell me if she became dormant even if i was full host so i#i have to belive shes alright in there but i do miss her so bad. i want to know shes okay. i want to hold her#im mostly worried about losing more access to information i used to have and diminishing my use in my protector role as a result#i dont want to be a host. i need to feel like i can talk to my guys and gals and pals with the clarity and communication weve spent the last#4 years building. i feel there are more capable than me to replace me and allow me to step back and resume background-host/protector stuff#they are untrained and unfamiliar with our life but theyre not trauma holders. what do they call those? normal parts? dont like that languag#but they dont have the trauma related issues that some olthers/old hosts do and can be trained in the running of the life#we dont work we dont really leave the house due to agoraphobia so we have the time and space to train a new host#idk what to do#idk where this went i guess this is venting you can ignore it#but i guess the solution is to talk to the one cohost i can still talk with and see if they can do some hiring for me#get them to head in and see if the brain will cooperate to bring someone else out to take my host spot soon#or make one but thats not ideal id prefer to avoid that if we can. but i can feel myself reaching my limits for this#somethings gotta give soon either way#system#although we already have 3 other hosts in roster and several alters created specifically for that hanging out inside too so maybe#maybe things wont crumble if i just decide to step back on my own. if i can. harder to step back when i cant access inner but maybe if i can#then we will survive with the 3
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Agreed! I am def taking some liberties by assuming a detail-oriented intentionality that I cannot be sure was present here (no shade to the creators of the film, they had a lot to balance and squeeze in and I can't say I would've done any better), but given how little they gave Vanessa/Morena Baccarin to do in the script I think she gave a lot of depth to the character! It's easy to brush her off as incidental or unimportant or underwritten (I know I did the first couple watch throughs since the Vanessa stuff felt kinda shoehorned in and forced, especially without having recently seen the first two movies) but given the context of dp1 and 2, I think they did a good job of giving us just enough to make it make narrative sense in a background arc way that didn't detract from the larger story.
I have been looking for the screenshot from the memory when she says "your crazy matches my crazy" because the more I think about it the more gutted I am by her delivery. (EDIT: shoutout to my pal @gossippool for sending this along! god I'm about to cry she looks so broken) She's clearly on the verge of tears - she LOVES him, she MISSES him, she can't even begin to grasp what has changed in him and she doesn't know what to do about it except to say "I love you" in their specific sweet way that harkens back to the beginning, but in that moment I think you can see that she realizes it's not enough. And damn, if that doesn't hit hard. Because sometimes you love someone so so much and it isn't enough.
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It also makes me wonder when that memory took place, because I think it could have been the actual moment they broke up. We don't see the actual way the memory ended after all. If Cassandra was able to grab that memory immediately out of all of Wade's memories, it must have been an important moment to him so it makes me think that was the catalyst for them finally breaking up, hence why she picks it out of all the memories he has of Vanessa. And that scene does a very good job of encapsulating how much Vanessa loves him and wants to help him, makes it feel like she's been reaching out to him for ages trying to bring him back to her. It's gut-wrenching honestly the more I think about it, especially when you consider that his last thought before he thinks he's about to be torn apart atom by atom is "I want to see Vanessa". I feel like in that moment he really realizes what she wanted from him, and why he wasn't able to give it to her, and that he would save the universe for her anyway because he would do anything for her, even if they've grown apart and can't be together anymore. She still gave his life meaning when he had no one, she still stuck with him when he had cancer, she stayed with him and wanted to have a family even after he got his powers, and for better or for worse he became Deadpool *because* he couldn't bear to die and leave her.
Which is why right after he has that thought he turns to look at Logan. I think in that moment he does begin to realize the real weight of the sacrifice they are both making, and that that's what matters - not being an Avenger, not getting revenge, not getting the girl, not saving the world, not even proving that you matter. Underneath all the jokes and all the pain, what matters is loving and being loved, even though it hurts and can end at any time, it's still worth it.
idk sorry just so many big feelings about this movie at all times bursting out of me
Okay bear with me folks, I have some ~thoughts~ about the Vanessa/Wade relationship (or frankly lack thereof) in Deadpool & Wolverine. I should start by saying that I am analyzing this with the (likely erroneous) assumption that everything on screen is 100% intentional and mindfully written to deepen the characters and inform their arcs. For the record, I don't necessarily believe that's true - there is certainly room for mistakes, lazy writing, confusing plot elements, or in this case, sidelining a potentially strong and important character for nebulous reasons (I'm guessing scheduling conflicts + run time concerns + actor's strike complications but idk for sure). (Also thanks to @gossippool and @kendyroy for encouraging me to post my thoughts instead of just rambling in the tags in the first place, y'all are the realest)
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Now, granted, it has been a while since I watched the original Deadpool so I am not as well-versed in their early relationship as I am in the handful of scenes Morena Baccarin has in dp3, but I do think it is pretty canon that Wade generally struggles to express his deeper worries and feelings (without filtering it heavily through crude humor, sex, and pop culture references of course), especially after the events of dp1 and the physical and mental damage he sustains, and Vanessa is frankly no exception despite how much he cares for her. The entire first movie hinges on the fact that he doesn't really believe she could love him in his post-Francis mangled state, which is pretty contrived imp given that the film has established already how bonded they are, and she doesn't strike me as being written to be so shallow as to reject him based on a physical deformity. I mean iirc she wanted to stick around through chemo despite him being literally riddled with inoperable cancer, so she clearly is in it for the long haul (at least in dp1), messiness and all.
Now, in dp2, obviously she is shot and killed early in the film, and Wade spends much of the rest of the film wallowing in his very profound grief over losing her. He goes to prison, he basically gives up on life and seems very resigned to dying once he has the power suppressant collar on, almost excited to do so so he can be reunited with her. She is mostly sidelined as a Fuzzy Dead Wife trope basically, but the important thing here is that he spends weeks if not months in the throes of despair over losing the love of his life just as they were trying to start a family.
Now, my first couple times watching dp3 I was frustrated by the kinda trite narrative presented in the interview scene towards the beginning - specifically Wade's whole "my girl is getting tired of my shtick and I need to show her I matter". It felt contrived and disingenuous, and I just brushed it off as iffy writing, a means to an end, but the more I reflect upon it the more I think it is based in an emotional reality that is just handled very lightly by the film in favor of fanservice and Poolverine content (NOT that I'm complaining in the slightest - I think this movie is a masterpiece in many ways, albeit a flawed one but that's beside the point here).
Basically, I think the combination of what happened to him in dp1 (the brain damage, the trauma, the awareness of the fourth wall, etc) followed by the events of dp2 (Vanessa's death, his grief and the associated guilt and trauma of being the direct cause of her death) lead to an unbridgeable emotional gap between the two of them that ultimately leads to their breakup.
It's important to note that Vanessa doesn't have any recollection of dying I don't think, and of course cannot fully fathom what Wade went through grieving her and their life together and their potential family for however long he spent between her death and bringing her back with Cable's device.
The one scene we really see from their relationship between dp2 and dp3 is the one where Cassandra mind-gropes Wade in the Void and we see Vanessa struggling to reach Wade across this aforementioned gap - she wants him to open up, she wants him to share what he's going through, she wants him to be the person she initially fell in love with. But not only does he not understand what she's really asking for (he responds in such a way that makes me think he has unprocessed issues that are only tangentially related to what she's saying - ie the stuff about mattering, about asking her if she even wants to be with him, etc). And he's not the Wade Wilson she met anymore. He watched her die and grieved her and brought her back believing it would make everything go back to normal, but he has been fundamentally changed in a way that she can't grasp, even if he was good at externally processing honestly and openly without the artifice of wry jokes. She didn't "come back wrong" - instead, she came back exactly the same as before but he's different now.
It's an interesting scene because it's obviously a memory, but you can see how Wade is misunderstanding what she's saying - he takes away that she thinks he doesn't matter (even though like he says she didn't actually say that, but I don't think Cassandra invented that wholecloth - I think she pulled it out of his psyche because that's what he believes deep down), he takes away that she doesn't want to be with him, that she thinks he's nothing. Which would be frustrating to witness as a pretty simple misunderstanding, but it feels believable to me that these two people who have shared a great love would be fundamentally separated by unimaginable, cosmic trauma. It was one thing when they had shared trauma like violence and SA in dp1, but what Wade has gone through in dp1 and dp2, humor aside, is unfathomably traumatic, brain-breakingly so even.
I think off-screen Vanessa probably really tried to reach him, maybe for years, trying to get her Wade back, but that Wade is gone and he struggled to express that to her until eventually he started to feel rejected because he couldn't express his trauma or how much he has changed. The truth is, he WANTS to be that Wade again, for her and for himself, but that Wade died when she died. Or maybe he had already started dying when Francis got a hold of him in dp1.
Anyway, all this is to say, I think Morena Baccarin was criminally underutilized in dp2 and dp3, but I think there is a strong argument to be made for the believability of their breakup. I think even relationships built on enormous love can crumble due to trauma, and what Wade suffers over these movies is enormous. It's especially heartbreaking that he blames himself for their relationship ending, talks like she just got tired of him, thought he didn't matter, whatever. But it is a credit to him that he never seems to feel anger towards her about it. He doesn't seem to feel entitled to her, though he longs for her and what they had and what she represented (hope, love, a future, a family), but ultimately she becomes more of a symbol of what he lost when he gained his powers, because let's be super fr right now - even if they had succeeded in having a baby, not only would they have lived in fear of her or the kid getting killed, but ultimately Wade would likely outlive both of them. The moment he gained his powers he was already starting to lose her, which is heartbreaking because she was the only reason he opted for the treatment in the first place - so he could stay with her.
I think a big part of Deadpool & Wolverine is watching Wade continue to process his own motivations (vis-a-vis Vanessa but also his other friends) and how he does eventually let go of the idea of "mattering" in favor of just saving the people he cares about (*cough* and being saved right back *cough* by Wolvie, as the final line and shot implies). And in the process he finds someone new who cares about him, who thinks he matters, who tries to sacrifice himself for him and his friends, who comes home with him at the end of the movie, who has also experienced unimaginable grief and trauma, who not only matches his crazy but matches his FREAK and also cannot be randomly killed by a stray bullet.
Idk if any of this makes much sense but I do think if you read between the lines and consider the potency of trauma and grief at play here, Vanessa and Wade's off-screen breakup is actually pretty realistic, and really heart-breaking to boot.
You can tell she still cares about him in so many ways - she shows up for his birthday party, she shows up to his party at the end, she finds excuses for physical contact multiple times, her eyes get soft when she looks at him, but there is a distance there that Morena Baccarin does an incredible job of portraying. She cares about him deeply, she has mourned the loss of their potential life together, but she wants him in her life even though she's moving on because she realizes he's gone somewhere she can't follow (literally and figuratively).
Anyway. Poolverine forever. Nothing against Vanessa but I think their relationship was sadly doomed from the start because Wade becomes this traumatized superhuman and Vanessa would always be at risk but also always on the outside of his multiverse superhero experiences. I think it's weirdly beautiful, even if I am filling in a lot of gaps and giving the writers maybe undue credit.
Anyway... thoughts? Please DM me or write in the tags. I am feral about this movie and just want to talk about it with anyone haha. If you have further insight into these characters too I'd love to hear it - I am by no means an expert in these movies or characters!
#idk my first few watches I was really dismissive of her#and then my intersectional feminist brain tried to kick in like HEY#dont just hate on a key female character#so I decided to try to dig deeper into it and I found so much there!#it's a credit to Morena Baccarin I'll say it again and again#it's easy to ignore her in this movie since her moments are so brief#but I think if you pay attention to them she puts a lot of heart into just a few lines#like I feel like you can tell she thought through even these brief character beats and acted the hell out of them#she is trying to keep emotional distance from wade because she doesn't want to hurt him anymore#and she probably felt she was doing more harm than good by trying to force him back to being someone he cant be anymore#gah#poolverine#vanessa#deadpool and wolverine#THOUGHTS AND MORE THOUGHTS#gah I will never shut up about this movie I fear#wade wilson#vanessa carlysle#edit just added pics of her in the memory and omg I'm gonna CRY#she looks so devastated to be letting him go#god sometimes love really isnt enough is it đ sometimes you love someone so much and they go where you can't follow#fuck#breaking my own heart over here dont mind me#deadpool meta#deadpool#deadpool 3
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chris sturniolo x fem! reader
summary: during a night of heavy drinking, y/n tells chris that her roommate, who had slept with him weeks prior, had been less than impressed by his skills in the bedroom. chris asks if y/n believes her roommate, and when she says she does, he decides to prove her wrong.
warnings: SMUTTTTT; established friendship; oral (m/f receiving); p in v; DIRTY TALK; unprotected sex; drinking; spanking; ROUGH; 18+
notes: not to gas myself up but...this smut...is insane. i literally wrote all of this in like three hours idk what happened i think my body was taken over by my hormone monster or some shit. but anyways i hope u chris girlies enjoy <333
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âY/n! Our Uber is two minutes away, are you ready?â My roommate Bree called from the other side of my bedroom door just as I finished applying my lip gloss. âYep! Iâll be out in a second.â I replied, taking one final look at myself in the full length mirror and adjusting my pleated mini skirt. Satisfied with my appearance, I finally exited my room and found Bree struggling to tie her corset top up herself. âOh god, let me help.â I sighed, grabbing her shoulders to turn her around so that I could lace her up. âThanks babe. Oh my god, you look unreal!â She exclaimed, facing me once I was finished, and I smiled sheepishly. âYou donât think itâs too much?â I looked down at my tiny skirt, low cut top, and chunky boots self consciously. âAbsolutely fucking not. As a matter of fact I think you should wear that outfit every day for the rest of your life.â She replied before poking my cleavage playfully. I rolled my eyes and laughed. âOh shut up, letâs go.â I shoved her shoulder jokingly and we both headed for the front door of our apartment.
âSo,â I began once we got on the elevator, âWhoâs all gonna be there tonight?â Breeâs fingers were flying across the keyboard on her phone, frantically texting someone. âUmâŠthe usual group I think, probably gonna be a few other random people we donât know yet, but Nick told me theyâre keeping it pretty small this year.â She replied as we got into our Uber and I nodded in acknowledgment.
We were heading to the tripletsïżœïżœ house to celebrate their 21st birthday. Bree and I had met Nick Matt and Chris about a year ago, and the five of us had grown extremely close since then. It was a short drive from our place to theirs, but still I pulled out two mini bottles of tequila and handed one to Bree. She raised an eyebrow at me and I shrugged. âWe didnât have time for a pre game.â I said simply before raising my bottle to cheers her. She laughed before doing the same, and we both took our shot. âFucking ew,â She said, shuddering, âI hate tequila.â It was my turn to laugh. âThe first shot is always the worst, remember?â She nodded hesitantly. âTrue enough.â
âSoâŠyou think things are gonna be weird with you and Chris? This is the first time youâve seen him since-â Bree cut me off by waving her hand nonchalantly. âNah, itâll be fine. For him it meant nothing, and you already know what it was for me.â I bit my lip to stifle a laugh.
A few weeks ago, I was awoken from my sleep at 3 a.m. by Bree barging into my room to tell me that she had just slept with Chris. This news shocked me, since I knew that she had been pining after Matt since we first met them. When I asked her to explain how the fuck that happened, her only explanation was that she was drunk enough to pretend that Chris was Matt. Initially, I had been concerned that their intimacy would make things weird in our group, but both of them seemed to be completely unbothered by it.
âAlright well, letâs just enjoy the night.â I said as our Uber pulled up to the house. âAnd who knows, maybe youâll get lucky with the right triplet tonight.â I joked before walking up to the front door, side by side with Bree. She sighed. âProbably not. Pretty sure all hope of that disappeared once I opened my legs for his brother.â
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Staring at myself in the bathroom mirror, I realized that I was drunk. Bree and I had arrived at the house about an hour ago, and we both immediately took three tequila shots back to back in honour of the tripletsâ birthday. Thirty minutes later, we took another trio of shots, and that was more than enough to get me absolutely wasted. I haphazardly reapplied my lipgloss before exiting the washroom and heading back over to the kitchen to grab something else to drink.
âWhoa whoa whoa.â Shouted Nick over the loud music before rushing from the cluster of people he was with and grabbing the bottle of tequila from my hand. âPretty sure you donât need any more of that right now. How about some water?â He phrased it like a question, but didnât wait for me to respond before grabbing a solo cup and filling it with water. I made a weak attempt at protesting, but deep down I knew that he was right; I was so far gone and the night was still young. âThanks Nicky.â I said once he brought me the cup of water, and he rolled his eyes. âEw. Donât call me that. Now come over here and hang out with us.â He led me to the kitchen table, where him, Chris, Matt, Nate, and a few of their other friends were chatting.
âHey Y/n, you want a shot?â Nate asked, a bottle of vodka gleaming in his hand. Just as I was about to respond, Nick cut me off with an aggressive ïżœïżœïżœNo!â, causing me to pout. âOh yeah, youâre wasted kid.â Chris said with a shot glass in his hand. I looked at him for a moment, taking in his disheveled appearance and blood shot eyes. âYeah well so are you.â I retorted weakly, and he chuckled. âItâs my birthday, so no judgments allowed.â He said before immediately lifting his glass to cheers with the rest of the group.
I stood there sipping my water slowly as they all took their shots, my eyes focused on Chrisâ sharp jaw as he grimaced from the taste of the alcohol. I continued to watch his mouth as he spoke to the person to his right, caught in a drunk trance and intrigued by the rosy colour of his lips.
If I was being honest, I had felt a certain attraction towards Chris since I met him. It wasnât exactly a crush, and I certainly didnât have any sort of serious feelings for him, but I would be lying if I said I hadnât ever been tempted to go there with him before. There was a time, early on in our friendship, where we almost crossed that line.
I had been helping him hang posters on the wall above his bed, when he suddenly tackled me onto the mattress. It started off playful, but after a few moments of us play fighting, he ended up on top of me and the mood in the room completely changed. The smiles on our faces disappeared, and I felt my heart begin to race as his lips moved closer and closer to mine. Just as our lips brushed, the sound of Mattâs footsteps coming down the basement stairs caused us to jump apart, and we never spoke of that moment again.
Outside of that time, him and I had only ever acted as very good friends. As a matter of fact, out of all of the triplets I definitely got along with Chris the best. We both had similar personalities, and could joke around without worrying about hurting each otherâs feelings.
I was pulled out of my thoughts by Nickâs voice to my left. âY/n, did I tell you how unbelievably hot you look tonight?â I giggled, noticing that his voice was beginning to sound slurred even to me, so he was clearly drunk. âYou did, but thank you Nick.â I replied, smoothing down my skirt and batting my eyelashes jokingly in his direction. I thoughtlessly glanced at Chris, and found his glossy eyes trailing slowly down my figure; clearly admiring my outfit.
âHey Y/n, have you seen Bree?â Asked Nate, and I looked around the room quickly, realizing that I hadnât seen her since I used the washroom. âI saw her go outside a little while ago, probably went to smoke.â Replied Matt, and I smiled to myself knowing that Bree will love the fact that he has been secretly keeping tabs on her whereabouts. âSpeaking of Bree,â Chris started, turning back to look at me, âDid she tell you about what happened two weeks ago?â
The group grew silent for a moment as they waited for me to respond. I took a sip from my water and nodded. âShe sure did.â Chris smirked. âIâm surprised she even had to tell you. You must have been out cold if you slept through all that noise she was making.â The entire group groaned, clearly disturbed by Chrisâ lack of filter. âOh my god! Goodbye.â Nick threw his hands in the air before storming off to join Madi on the couch in the living room.
I scoffed, grabbing the bottle of vodka from Nate and taking a swig. âBullshit.â I replied simply, wincing from the burn as the vodka travelled to my stomach. Chris raised an eyebrow. âOh? How so?â Even in my drunken state I was very aware of the amount of eyes on me awaiting a response. âWell, I asked her to rate the sex on a scale from one to ten. She said six.â The group broke into laughter, and Chrisâ jaw clenched as he smirked. âHmm, funny.â He replied.
âYou asked for the wrong number,â Said Nate through his laughter, âYou should have asked her for the inches.â Chris grabbed the bottle of vodka from me before bringing it to his lips. âOh I did,â I smiled, leaning towards Chrisâ ear before continuing in a whisper so that only he could hear, âI believe her exact words were, ânothing specialâ.â Chris smirked, swiping his tongue across his front teeth. âOh really? And you believe that?â He responded, and I nodded, crossing my arms across my chest. âI have no reason to not believe her.â We stood there for a moment, both of us just staring at the other tauntingly as the rest of the group just watched in silence, clearly feeling left out of the conversation all of a sudden. Finally, after letting his eyes travel down my body slowly again, Chris spoke.
âYou wanna see for yourself?â
It took every fibre of my being to keep my jaw from physically dropping at his words. âUh, what the fuck are we talking about here?â Nate said, his voice tentative. I kept my gaze on Chris, hoping that my eyes werenât giving away how shocked I was. I watched him watch me; his bright blue eyes drilling into mine, his lips upturned in a confident smirk. Realizing I had been silent for too long, I blinked repeatedly and cleared my throat to regain my nonchalant composure before shrugging. âSure.â I heard Matt groan beside me as I grabbed the vodka from Chris, taking a sip as I followed him towards the stairs to his bedroom. âIâm gonna be sick.â Mattâs distant voice shouted as Chris and I descended the stairs and walked into his dark bedroom.
Once Chris shut and locked his bedroom door, I felt a pit in my stomach begin to grow. I suddenly broke into a fit of laughter from the ridiculousness of this situation. âWhat are you laughing at kid?â Asked Chris, beginning to chuckle himself. I took a moment to catch my breath before responding. âYouâre not actually gonna let me see your dick, are you?â I clutched my stomach as I tried to control my laughter, and he shrugged. âI will if you want to see it.â I bit my lip in contemplation, trying desperately to think properly through my drunk fog. Failing miserably, I nod my head.
Chris smirked. âCome here then.â I put the bottle of vodka down on his desk and walked over to where he was standing in the middle of his room. I stopped about a foot away from him, but he gently pulled me closer. Looking at my face, he finally pulled me up against him; rubbing an uncertain thumb against the small of my back. âWait, Iâm not hard right now.â He chuckled, seeming to have his own moment of consciousness. I smiled up at him and tilted my head, placing a hand on his stomach. âWell I need to see it in its full glory. How else am I gonna know if youâre telling the truth?â His thumb stopped its movement on my back, and a glimmer of something flashed in his eyes.
âOkay, then make me feel good baby.â
My stomach did a somersault at his words, and I wrapped my arm around his shoulders. Leaning forward, I brushed my lips against his before grabbing his bottom lip with my teeth and pulling slightly; watching as it snapped back into place. My right hand slowly traveled down his stomach towards his waistband, where I let it linger for a moment before moving down to his crotch. There, I had to keep myself from audibly gasping; as even through his pants, his fast growing bulge was in fact huge.
Chris smiled lazily as my hand continued to palm his clothed dick. âImpressed yet?â My eyes snapped to his, and I decided to maintain my unimpressed persona. I hummed, my lips touching his but not quite kissing them. âIs this all you got Chris?â I bit his lip once more just before it turned up in a smirk. âNot quite.â
I gasped in shock as Chris spun me around and slammed me against the door, attacking my lips with his own. His kiss was full of a sort of animalistic hunger, and I was consumed by the taste of peppermint and vodka. He pressed me even harder against the wall as he rolled his hips against me, and I fought the urge to whimper at the feeling of his restrained cock against my needy core. He brought both of his hands up and pulled my low-cut top down to free my tits before grabbing one in each hand. Detaching his lips from mine, he took a moment to look at my chest before attaching his mouth to my left nipple; swirling his tongue around its sensitive nerves before moving onto the right.
Pulling away from my tits and once again coming face-to-face with me, he spoke. âGet on your knees.â He placed his hands on my shoulders and began guiding me down to the ground. Now at the same height as his bulging member, I watched as he wasted no time in removing his jeans. Now only concealed by his thin boxers, the true size of his cock was much easier to see. I stared in silence for a moment, taking in the fact that his boxers just barely covered its entire length. âNow do you believe me?â He asked from above me. I struggled to find my words, but I didnât want to end this crazy game that we were playing, so I shook my head. âIâve seen bigger.â I replied, looking up at him with doe eyes.
Chris rolled his eyes before pulling his boxers down to his knees. Now fully exposed, his cock smacked my face as it sprung free from its restraint. I couldnât help but stare at it in awe â it had to be at least eight inches â as the faint light in the room reflected on its beautiful veins. âOpen your mouth.â Chrisâ commanding voice pulled me from my trance, and I looked up at him in shock. âWhat?â He tilted his head, âYou said youâve seen bigger, so you should have no problem swallowing this cock. So open your mouth.â His dirty words went right to my heat, and I felt my panties begin to flood with arousal.
Chris used both hands to collect all of my hair and held it out of my face as I wrapped my lips around the first few inches of his cock. Starting slow, I swirled my tongue around his sensitive tip before bobbing my head; taking a bit more of his length with each pump. I released his cock from my mouth for a second to catch my breath, before quickly leaning back in and deep throating his entire length. I heard a hiss escape his lips as my nose brushed against the sprinkle of hair against his lower stomach, and I began moving my head up and down his entire length; making sure to get every inch of him in my mouth.
âF-fuck, Y/n, thatâs good. Keep going.â Chris rasped, and he began thrusting his hips at the same pace I was moving at. I moaned around his cock as his grip on my hair tightened; halting my movements entirely as he began face fucking me. Tears welled in my eyes as his cock repeatedly slammed into my throat, and I watched his face as his jaw went slack in both concentration and arousal.
Suddenly, all his movements stopped and he pulled me up to my feet. With his lips on mine and his hands tightly grasping my ass, he walked me backwards towards his bed. Once my heels reached the edge of the bed, Chris reached under my skirt and slid my panties down my legs. Feeling myself lose all sense of control, I didnât hesitate when he ordered me to lay on my stomach with my ass in the air. I began trying to remove my skirt, but was stopped short by a sharp slap to my ass. âNo, leave it on. You have no idea how sexy you look right now.â My back arched subconsciously from his words, and I began to tremble in anticipation.
I felt the bed shift as Chris climbed on, and I shuddered from the heat of his breath against my core as he spoke. âYou want to talk shit about how you donât think I can make girls scream, then you better stay fucking silent.â He gave me barely any time to register his words before his mouth connected to my core. Working his tongue relentlessly against my clit, I buried my face in his duvet to keep from making any noise. Using both hands to massage my ass as he continued to devour my cunt, he very quickly proved to me that he did in fact know how to eat pussy.
His mouth moved from my clit to my opening, and I couldnât stop the guttural moan from passing my lips as his tongue began to plunge into me. Immediately, he stopped his movements and slapped my ass hard. âWhat did I say?â He asked, his gravelly voice filled with a sinister edge. âS-sorry.â I replied, pushing my core back in an attempt at reconnecting with his talented mouth. âThatâs my good girl.â He replied before finally re-attaching his mouth to my hole. I bit down on my lip â so hard that it began to bleed â in order to keep myself from making another noise as I felt an orgasm approach. Chris continued using his tongue to fuck me as my legs began to shake and my brain grew fuzzy.
Like a tidal wave, my orgasm overtook my body and I began to convulse uncontrollably. I was somehow able to stifle my sounds of pleasure, even when Chris moaned into my pussy as I felt myself squirt all over his face. Without even giving me a moment to recover, Chris straightened his body up onto his knees, grabbed onto my hips, and plunged every substantial inch of his cock into me. At this, I couldnât help but scream out in shock, and Chris promptly pulled out of me; leaving my dripping core feeling empty. âI told you to shut the fuck up. Do you want me to stop?â He tapped my pussy with his cock as he waited for me to respond. Scared to say anything, I simply shook my head. âAre you ready to admit that Bree was lying?â I turned my head so that I could see him behind me.
âSize doesnât mean shit if you donât know how to use it. So go ahead and prove yourself right.â At my words, Chris shook his head as his lips turned up in a smirk. Immediately, his dick slid back into me slowly, and I felt my hole stretch more and more as he bottomed out. He stayed still for a moment, before pulling his hips back so far that his tip was barely resting inside of me; and then slammed all of himself back into my cervix. He continued at this agonizingly slow and deep pace for a while, and used his words to taunt me the entire time.
âYouâre such a good girl, taking all my cock like this.â
âI bet you feel so good right now baby.â
âOh fuck, keep creaming all over this big dick.â
Suddenly, Chris pulled out of me and flipped me onto my back. Wasting no time, he hooked my legs around his neck and pushed his inches back into me. I stared at him, mouth open, as he watched my pussy swallow his cock with each quick thrust. Using one arm to support his weight, he placed his free hand on my stomach and pressed down. âYou feel that?â He began, finding the spot where my stomach was bulging, âFeel how deep in your guts my cock can get?â My eyes rolled to the back of my head and I bit on my own arm to stifle the noises that were dying to escape it as I felt my second orgasm approaching.
Chris seemed to notice my impending climax, as he leaned forward to reach even deeper into me. âYou want to cum, hmm?â He cooed, bringing a hand to my cheek. With my face contorted in the confusing combination of pleasure and frustration, I nodded my head. He moved my arm away from my mouth and planted a deep kiss there. âYou can cum as hard as you want, just as soon as you tell me how good my cock makes you feel.â I whined silently, my overstimulated nerves causing my body to fill with a sudden desperation. âCome on, Y/n,â Chris brought his thumb down between our bodies and began rubbing my clit, âI want you to cum for me.â
I was panting now, feeling as though I might explode from the overwhelming pressure within my body. I was quickly realizing that I was losing this battle, and it was time to throw in the towel.
âFuck Chris youâre so big.â I nearly screamed out, gripping onto his shoulders in a weak attempt at keeping my composure. âFeels so good, please let me cum.â I begged, and watched his face as his pupils dilated from my words. âThatâs my girl. Now let go.â His hips continued pounding into me as I finally gave into my orgasm, and I lost all control of my mind as I spewed a plethora of moan-filled profanities into the room. My walls contracted uncontrollably around his girth as my orgasm tore through my body, and I felt my nails dig into the skin on his shoulders.
âOh fuck Y/n, gonna cum too. Where do you want me?â His words came out shaky, and I didnât hesitate before responding, âIn me, please baby.â I begged, wanting to feel his warm seed spill into my worn out core. âShiiit.â He hissed, his body slowing to a near-halt as he rode out his own orgasm. With slow, lazy thrusts, he pushed his cum deep into me as his cock twitched repeatedly.
Eventually, his movements stopped completely, and he slowly pulled out of me and walked towards his bathroom. When he returned, he came back with a towel and used it to help clean me up in silence while I caught my breath.
âI might be drunk,â He started, âBut that was hot as fuck.â I laughed, holding my spinning head before sitting up. âWe are never to speak of this again.â I said as I got to my feet to retrieve my underwear. âSure sureâŠuntil the next time we do it right?â I rolled my eyes at his response and nudged his shoulder playfully. âShut up. I need a shot, letâs go.â I headed for the door once he was fully clothed and together we began to climb the stairs. âHow likely is it that everyone up here knows what we did?â I whispered to him as we neared the top. âOh very likely, but who cares? Itâs my birthday, so no judgments allowed.â He winked at me as we made it to the kitchen, where everyoneâs eyes immediately landed on us.
âOh god.â I muttered under my breath as I hurried over to Bree, who was smiling knowingly at me as she began pouring out two shots of tequila. âPlease tell me one of these are mine.â I whispered to her, and she laughed. âIt sure is. You have a good time down there?â She wiggled her eyebrows as she handed me a slice of lime. âIf you really meant it when you said his dick was ânothing specialâ, then Iâm gonna need the names and numbers of the guys you were ranking him against.â She tilted her head back and exploded into laughter before lifting her shot glass in the air and urging me to do the same. âYou got it, babe. Just as soon as I get Matt to fall in love with me.â I laughed, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek before raising my own glass. âCheers!â
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day one: when you wish upon a star | lando norris social media au
pairing: lando norris x fem reader
he's been begging max to set him up ... and look who has him in the grid secret santa!
christmas song: my only wish (this year) - britney spears
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f1: it's that time of the year again... it's secret santa time!
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user1: THE SPEEDOS????
user2: 100% from valterri
user3: what do we have to do to see them on tho ???
user4: HUH?
user3: we're all thinking it??
alexalbon: since you're a blabber mouth @charles_leclerc PLEASE PUT MORE EFFORT INTO YOUR GIFT THIS YEAR
charles_leclerc: my gift was great last year idk what you people are talking about
alexalbon: if i unwrap a calendar i will set horsey on leo
charles_leclerc: @rspca GET HIM
user5: i love with secret santa you can really tell which drivers are actually friends lol
user6: charles... we're looking at you last year
user7: the teaser showed that max got lando ... could be interesting after this season
maxverstappen1: not that i need to ... but i have a plan
user8: really?
maxverstappen1: i have concepts of a plan!
landonorris: please don't like gift wrap like a litter box or something
maxverstappen1: oh i like my cats much more than i like you why would i do that?
maxverstappen1: AHA! I HAVE IT
landonorris: that sounds ominous
carlossainz55: is it something to do with his pathetic crush on a certain someone
landonorris: LALALALALLALALA SHUT THE FUCK UP I DON'T WANT THE WORLD TO KNOW ABOUT THAT MAX PLEASE DON'T I'M SORRY ABOUT AUSTRIA
user9: well now it needs to happen...
user10: whoever came up with the grid secret santa i need to give you a big fat kiss
maxverstappen1: you might not be the only one ....
landonorris: SHUT UP
maxverstappen1: hehehehehee
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yourusername: gift giving is my love language
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user14: okay lando i kinda get you
user15: she's friends with max and looks like that and hasn't been hooked? where is the hope for all of us
maxverstappen1: hideous personality đ
yourusername: and you're my best friend so what does that say about you?
maxverstappen1: i have zero standards?
yourusername: girl fuck you
user16: i hate bitches that can actually wrap gifts
user17: leave me alone with my crinkled shit held together with a whole roll of tape
landonorris: my love language is words of affirmation :3
yourusername: okay mr praise kink
landonorris: WHAT? NO?
yourusername: whatever you wanna say babygirl
landonorris: oh i ... um - yes!
user18: oh brother this dude stinks
alexalbon: he is even worse in real life
oscarpiastri: but it is just as entertaining
landonorris: i'm glad my low self esteem is so funny for you guys
yourusername: you're amazing lando - don't think badly of yourself :(
landonorris: did you or did you not call me a 'stumpy, entitled british bum' the other day?
yourusername: well that's because you were fighting max and unfortunately we're two trauma bonded cats and he therefore comes first
yourusername: but i still love you!
landonorris: LOVE?
user19: someone check on him?
oscarpiastri: i just found him passed out in his driver's room
georgerussell63: that's becoming blackmail material
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landonorris: didn't manage to win the championship this time round but i'm hoping max got me something good in the secret santa to say sorry
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user20: thank god this season is ending
user21: i think it would've killed me if this title race went to abu dhabi again
user22: it's pookie on pookie crime
user23: i fear one of the pookies may have killed the other if this went on any longer
maxverstappen1: wouldn't you like to know weather boy
landonorris: um yes? i hate surprises
maxverstappen1: i think you might like this one đ
landonorris: that emoji makes me think you've been scheming
maxverstappen1: maybe i have? you'll just have to wait and see ...
landonorris: STOP I CAN HEAR YOUR EVIL LAUGHTER FROM HERE
landonorris: seriosuly how many of you are in on this it sounds like a pack of hyenas this is meant to be SECRET santa
alexalbon: what do you mean i don't know anything about this ...
landonorris: alex YOU CAN'T STOP LAUGHING AROUND ME
alexalbon: maybe i just find you real funny lando?
landonorris: really?
alexalbon: NO
user24: they are enjoying torturing him way too much
maxverstappen1: call it karma for all the shit he talked throughout the season
landonorris: NOO I THOUGHT I WAS GETTING A NICE GIFT ???
maxverstappen1: oh it's definitely a gift for somone...
landonorris: i deadass won't come to the paddock
yourusername: you'll win it soon lands - just wait for max to retire so i can support you wholeheartedly
landonorris: why not now :((((
yourusername: don't worry babe he's old he'll retire in no time
landonorris: yay đ„ł đ đ
maxverstappen1: excuse me?
landonorris: is four championships and y/n not enough?
maxverstappen1: no!
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maxverstappen1: not just because i want another trophy, but i'll pick up my best secret santa award now thanks
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user25: he didn't ???
user26: i think he did
user27: is that not like prostitution?
maxverstappen1: i don't think giving lando a chance to embarrass himself on a date is prostitution
user28: do you have any faith in him?
maxverstappen1: in him? no. but does y/n also have horrible standards and is easily impressed? yes.
alexalbon: he folded so quickly i hope they got it all on camera
oscarpiastri: that was so humiliating it might have to go on a more x rated website
landonorris: OSCAR????
oscarpiastri: it was harrowing mate but she seemed to like it so go you?
carlossainz55: that was a crazy reaction for it to just be y/n
maxverstappen1: i think you're trying to be funny but it might JUST be a skill issue
landonorris: JUST Y/N? KILL YOURSELF
carlossainz55: woah where is the christmas cheer?
landonorris: i will run you over with my sleigh
landonorris: THIS IS THE BEST GIFT ANYONE HAS EVER GOTTEN ME PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE
user29: bro is so down bad that he just took carlando out back and shot them
user30: bro is so lost in the sauce that he is threatening a festive hit and run
yourusername: okay max we can stop pretending that i wasn't also begging you to set me up with lando
maxverstappen1: but it's so funny watching him make a fool of himself
landonorris: HUH???
yourusername: newsflash baby, i'm just as in love with you as you are with me
landonorris: AHHHHHHHHH <333333333
landonorris: i'm sorry i'll get back to being in love with you one sec
landonorris: @alexalbon @georgerussell63 @oscarpiastri @carlossainz55 SUCK ON THAT
landonorris: okay i love you y/n :3
yourusername: i love you too you crazy boy
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landonorris: christmas wishes do come true!
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user34: so how long do you think he's had that shirt in preparation?
landonorris: 18 months at least - i have faith in myself even if the others didn't
user35: i can't tell if that's creepy or?
landonorris: IT'S ROMANTIC
yourusername: kiss me it's christmas!
landonorris: only because it's christmas?
yourusername: i guess i can give you a couple more passes...
landonorris: not to be dramatic but now i know what it feels like i might die without it
yourusername: not dramatic at all !!!
maxverstappen1: it is kinda dramatic ...
yourusername: SHUSH!
maxverstappen1: i knew you were mushy about this (your diary reads like a very badly written romance book) but good lord this is awful THESE ARE PUBLIC COMMENTS
yourusername: I FUCKING KNEW YOU READ MY DIARY
maxverstappen1: duh! how else did you think this little scheme came to be?
yourusername: ugh i guess
user36: so like where do i get an f1 driver bestfriend who will invade my privacy to get me a bf?
user37: might just start throwing my diary in the paddock at this point
alexalbon: ur so pathetic i love you
yourusername: excuse me old man
alexalbon: old? OLD?
yourusername: i don't care to google you but i've seen you try and read a menu and scan a QR code so stop declaring your love for my boyf or i will keep going
landonorris: she's so possessive đ©đ©đ©
yourusername: i ate too many grapes on new year's eve to not get and keep my man
alexalbon: trust me, no one wants ur man
yourusername: tell that to the teenage girls in my DMs
user38: it's a pleasant surprise to see that y/n is just as down bad as lando
user39: match made in heaven ... this MIGHT make me a max verstappen fan
user40: i fear this will be an f1 custody battle for the ages
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yourusername: my only wish this year was to finally get you <3
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user41: i already liked this queen but a queen who loves britney spears christmas... that's mother
user42: one of these most underrated christmas songs ever
oscarpiastri: ... some people have even witnessed her live rendition of it
yourusername: don't sound too excited about it then
oscarpiastri: i appreciated the enthusiasm but like i feel like it was a PRIVATE moment ... not for the whole of the garage to see
landonorris: someone is missing lily ....
user43: i am trying to be joyful as per the holiday season but i am absolutely seething with jealousy
user44: hey siri play that should be me
yourusername: nope sorry never gonna happen :P
user45: okay girl you've made your point no need to rub it in our faces
yourusername: actually i think i will! my bf is pretty why wouldn't i show that off ?
user46: yall can hate her for this but realistically this is how we'd all be if we pulled lando
landonorris: you guys acting as if i'm the catch when it's literally her...
user47: do we think santa's elves can make me a lando norris? REAL ANSWERS ONLY ...
maxverstappen1: WOW you wouldn't think this was a double date trip ...
yourusername: you can't complain about BOTH of us pining and then be annoyed about us being lovey dovey
maxverstappen1: i can and i WILL
landonorris: you know what max you can complain all you want because this has been the BEST secret santa ever
maxverstappen1: so you won't call me a dirty driver next season?
landonorris: eh?
yourusername: make no mistake lando, i may love you but my loyalties on track remain with max
landonorris: as long as you're still coming home with me i guess i'll deal with it
yourusername: luv u xxxx
landonorris: i love you tooooo xxx
user48: is y/n going to do more for the on track tension than the literal fia?
yourusername: always gotta be a woman sorting everything out
user50: babe i think max is just afraid of you and lando is so in love he'll do anything for you
yourusername: AS THEY SHOULD BE
fin.
note: and on the first day of christmas aston martini gave to me a smau that undos all of our max vs lando tension from the season !! thought i'd treat yall to the first day early <33
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my mistake | lando norris x fem! reader
summary; lando had been chasing after oscarâs friend, y/n for a couple months now. heâs confused on why she keeps dismissing him until he finally got his answer
fc; nailea devora
warnings; cursing
taglist; @namgification
note; requested !
masterlist !
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yourusername: thank u mclaren n oscar for having me đ§Ą
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mclaren: always a joy to have youđđ§Ą
username: pretty girls stan y/n
oscarpiastri: ur annoying
yourusername: god forbid a girl ask for food
oscarpiastri: i kept getting weird stares bc you made me get you 4 plates of food.
yourusername: THE CHICKEN PASTA WAS GOODđââïžđââïžđââïžđââïž
username: her friendship w oscar is everything
username: PAPAYAAA
landonorris: youâre forgetting someone đ€
yourusername: no i donât think so
landonorris: a handsome brit? đ
yourusername: oh! lewisđ
landonorris: i meant meâŠ
yourusername: ok !
username: landođ
Y/N L/N ANSWERS YOUR FAN QUESTIONS!
landođ
y/n
y/n
y/nđ·
what now lando
landođ
what happened to u and whyâd u distance yourself from f1đ
y/nđ·
none of ur business
landođ
pleaseeee
arenât we bffsđđđ
y/nđ·
no we are not
you just got my number from osc
lando đ
well iâm not leaving you alone until you tell me
y/n
y/nnnnnn
answer
answer
answer
pleaseeeeeeeđ
y/nđ·
you really donât remember?
landođ
no?
y/nđ·
2019
i was starting to gain a following but nothing like what i have now
and i went to a race and i was so excited to be there and then i saw you
of course i was happy to see you but then when i smiled, you just rolled your eyes at me and looked really annoyed at me
and that hurt , lando
landođ
shit
y/n i honestly donât remember
but fuck iâm sorry
y/nđ·
whatever im over it
just sucks when someone youâre a fan of acts annoyed by u xx
but then i met osc and now heâs my friend so now iâm back into this f1 shit
landođ
y/n seriously iâm so sorry
it was my mistake, i mustâve thought you were someone else
let me make it up to you
y/nđ·
itâs fine lando
past is past but just wanted you to know
landođ
no i wanna make it up
y/nđ·
i said itâs fine
landođ
nope!
not until i can make u laugh
at least let me take you out for lunch
y/nđ·
hmmmmm
fine
but iâm gonna order a feast
landođ
fine by međ
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yourusername: how does 1 live knowing that u invited someone out for food only to steal their fries âŠ.. #landonorrisisover
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landonorris: u got full after 3 bites of your burger
yourusername: wrong it was 4! and it was a very big n filling burger!!
landonorris: omg u finally posted me đ„șđ„șđ„șđ„șđ„șđ„șđ„ș
yourusername: donât make me delete this post, lando norris đ
username: i just know lando is giggling knowing he finally made it to a y/n post
username: did months of lando norizz flirting in her comments actually pay off??
oscarpiastri: wow.
yourusername: omw w fries for u donât worry pooks
landonorris: worry if i eat them all
oscarpiastri: shut up lando norizz
lilyzneimer: miss u smđ„čđ„č
yourusername: i miss u moređ lmk when ur going to a race đ
username: y/n gorgeous omg
username: wait who is that???
username: f1 driver and teammates w y/n friend oscar!
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yourusername: fuck u and those stupid burgers and ur stupid jokes and ur stupid cute smile and the latte u bought me
lando.jpg: donât worry guys she just hasnât had her afternoon nap yet
yourusername: iâm so tired đđ
yourusername: bfđ„
lando.jpg: gfđ„
username: oh hello
username: wHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?
username: sheâs scute i love her sm
username: idk who i want more him or her
carlossainz55: about time ! i didnât know how many more calls of you talking about y/n i could handle!đđ
yourusername: awh he talks abt me??
lando.jpg: not you exposing me, carlos đ
oscarpiastri: fuck you you left me with half of my fries that time
lando.jpg: they were good sorry not sorry
yourusername: bro heâs such a fries stealer, i canât ever eat my fries in peace
lando.jpg: tomato tomato
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Good nigth darling,you're okay?can we have more nerdy!abby pleaase i beg you đđđ(srry for my inglish)
teach me
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a/n; hello, my love! iâm good, and i hope you are too! of course EEK i was going to write more for her anyway, i love a nerdy girl. also this is cut off asf IâM SORRY iâm tired, maybe iâll do a part 2 if yâall ask <3
synopsis; youâve never been good at science, let alone college biology. when your professor all but forced you to get a tutor, who should you end up with but your nerdy girlfriend, who has a very unique way of getting you to study?
pairing; dom!abby anderson x sub!fem!reader
warnings; abby uses baby/princess, use of a strap-on, cockwarming + edging (kinda), abby refers to the strap as her dick and itâs referred to as her dick/cock, choking, spanking, degradation (ish. abbyâs tone is just mean), anddd i prob missed smt so lmk <3
wc; 2.2k
p.s.; ALSO this is was ib an ellie fic i saw bro idk where tf it is đ searching for it tho. i js remember it was nerdy ellie. it was so good BUT LIKE WHERE IS ITTT idk iâll link it here if i find it
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youâve always sucked at science. biology, chemistry, whatever the hell it was, it had never been your cup of tea.
your professor had not so kindly recommended you get a tutor. otherwise, your grades would decline (more than they already were, that is). you didn't want a tutor, let alone for it to be someone you didn't know. you were already feeling awkward enough having to have someone tutor you at allâyou couldn't imagine if it was by an unfamiliar.
that's where abby came in.
abby anderson was your girlfriend, and she was a nerd. like, cliche movie nerd. if you couldn't find her in her dorm, with you, or in class, she was at the library, doing homework until she couldn't anymore. she was a coffee addict with how late she was up each evening, study sessions, unnecessarily reviewing, and, again, homework.
let's just say, abby anderson would do crazy things for an a.
you didn't necessarily want to have abby as your tutor. for some reason, it was embarrassing to you. you had already felt that way when you told her you needed one at all. it would be 10x worse if she would be the one doing it.
not only that, the focus.
how the fuck were you going to focus when you have abby fucking anderson in front of you? when your mind races with memories of her fucking you from behind, or kissing down your neck, or making you the wettest you've ever been, just by being alive?
you weren't.
but abby was persistent. you had originally said no when she first asked to tutor you, but when the guy who was supposed to tutor you didn't even show for your first session, it was no longer a request.
it was a demand.
you were sitting beside abby in her dorm, working on an assignment for your biology class that was due the following day. you had taken up to ten breaks by now, and it had only been an hour and a half or so.
abby pushed her glasses up on her face as she looked over at you, eyebrow raised. you had been dozing off, elbow on the desk and chin on your palm as your eyes began to fall shut.
"hey," abby snapped her large hand in front of your face, making your eyes open again just as quickly as it had happened. "are you listening to me?"
no.
"yeah. yeah, sorry, i just, umâdna and rna. that's what we're learning now, right?" you ask confusedly, doing your best to make it seem like you know what youâre talking about.
but the look on abby's face tells you all you need to know.
"mhm, like, ten minutes ago," abby hums a bit annoyedly, and you can't help but let out a sigh. it's bad enough you have to be here at all, but letting abby down, or worse, pissing her off, was the last thing you wanted to do. âyou're never going to learn if you don't put any effort in," she sighs.
âcâmon, abs,â you whined as you set your pencil aside, putting your head down on the desk, eyes on abby. the blonde set her own pen down with a small shake of the head, expression unreadable. âi canât do this anymore,â you said dramatically. abby rolled her eyes.
âwhatâs wrong now?â abby asked, but itâs not like she really wanted to know the answer. you knew how seriously abby took her own schoolwork, which may be the reason she was annoyed that you didnât. but you just werenât like that.
ânone of this makes sense. i canât remember a thing we go over. god, i hate biology,â you complained once more, looking away from abby.
abby sighed as she put a hand on your shoulder. as much as she wanted to be annoyed, she loved you, and she knew full well that even if you were smart, biology was your worst class.
âwhat can i do to help, baby? flashcards, dâyou want me to quiz you? what do you need?â abby asked as she moved her hand to your back, rubbing it. you shrugged.
âi dunno. i donât think any of that stuff is going to help me, abby. my memoryâsânot that good,â you lamely huffed, but it was true. your memory was best when it came down to the things you cared for. college biology was not one of them.
âhm,â abby hummed. it took a beat, a small pause. but then, abbyâs perked eyebrows told you that she had just gotten an idea, and so did the way her plump lips curled into a grin.
âi think i know whatâll do the trick.â
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thatâs how you ended up on abbyâs lap, her cock buried deep inside of you as she gripped you by the bottom. abbyâs way of bettering your sour memory came in the form of one of the most agonizing experiences you had ever had.
âhow does dna differ from rna?â abby asks you casually, as if she isnât filling you to the brim. you feel your face getting hot, bottom lip bitten down on as you look at her nervously.
âu- uhm. d- dna has a d- double helix model, fuck,â you whine. you must be at least a little correct, because abby bucks her hips up into you, causing the silicone dildo to move inside of you. ârnaâs single, a- and involved in a different process than dna.â
âattagirl,â abby praised. itâs then that she grabbed you by the ass, hard, and forced you to ride up to the top of her dick, just before sheâs slamming you back down. for only a few seconds, you gain some pleasure by moving your body like that, or abby doing it for you, that is.
but then, sheâs robbing it away from you, just like that.
âa- abby, please, câmon,â you whimper. this had been going on for a third of an hour or so. abby would ask you a question from the deck of index cards she had made for you, and you would answer. simple, right?
wrong.
because here's the thing: she wouldnât move unless you answered her, and it had to be correct. and if not?
smack.
abby's large hand comes down on your ass as if to shut you up. really, it doesn't. you let out a moan as she then grabs your ass again, not giving a care to how sore you may be.
because she's already slapped you way too many times to count.
âdon't act like this isn't for your own good," she says firmly, reprimanding you. "you got that one wrong last time. and weâre not going to stop until youâve got that whole fucking deck memorized, you got that?â she asks, signaling to the forgotten pile of index cards on the desk behind you. you whine, body too achy for abby to deny her.
âf- fine," you whine, because who the hell would you be to say no?
âgood girl," abby praises as she rubs her hands over your bottom, caressing you in a loving manner, a wide difference to the way she was addressing you mere seconds before. "now, can you tell me what a neuron is?â
doing your best to not focus on the feeling inside you, you nod, and easily answer. âa- a neuronâ" you huff. "is a specialized cell.â
abby moves her hands to your hips and pushed you up, so that you're around halfway down on her cock. you let out a small shudder, but it must mean you're correct. âand whatâs it do?â abby then asks.
to some degree.
but you know this one. after all, it was one of the last cards you looked at in the deck. so, you respond, âtransmit.â
abby moves you up more, and this time, she brings one of her hands up to cup your tit. she plays with your nipple if only for a second, causing you to let out a low moan. but just when you think she's going to keep going, of course, she doesn't.
âtransmit what?â she asks firmly as her fingers caress your rib cage, and it's all you can do not to roll your eyes.
ânerve impulses," you say a bit too fast, eager to have her hands back on you. your neediness helped you on that one. "i- itâs the basic unit of the nervous system," you add, for good measure.
"that's right, princess," abby smirked, course she did. she had always had way too much fun when she was driving you crazy during sex. this was no different.
but you're pleased to find yourself rewarded, because abby allows you to ride her again. you move up and down a little quickly, scared that your girlfriend will rob you of the feeling before it's even begun. abby begins to rub your clit as she gazes at you fucking yourself on her dick, way too needy for her touch.
"eager girl," abby cooed, rubbing her index on your clit in quick circles. "so needy for my cock, aren't you?"
"yes," you huff out fast, eyes closing shut at the feeling under you.
"too bad."
abby shoves you all the way back down her dick, so that you're all the way back down at the base. it pleasures you for only a second, before the feeling vanishes, just like that.
"abby, f- fuck," you groan annoyedly, body begging for a release you know abby won't give you unless you do what she tells you to do.
and she doesn't like your words.
abby grabs you by the neck, forcing you to look at her as you roll your eyes in the brattiest manner she's ever seen from you. "look at me. look at me when i'm talking to you," and she uses that tone you know she only uses when she's not playing games, barking your full name out at the end like the word pains her tongue.
once she's got your eyes on her, she speaks once more. "if you really want this dick, and i know you do, you're gonna take what i give you like the good girl you are. that clear?"
you keep your eyes on her, scared of what will happen if you don't, face hot as you answer. "y- yes, ma'am."
"primary use of the kidneys?" abby asks, not even giving you praise for obeying her. but you're not at all surprised by that: if there was one thing about abby, she did not like your bratty side.
this time, unlike what abby's asked you before, you can't remember the answer to this. like, at all. you fumble with it for a second, digging through your head for what it could be. but you don't get a response.
"i- i don't know," you dumbly stutter, genuinely unsure of what to say. abby isn't having it, obviously, because one mlre spank is coming down onto your ass before you know it.
"f- fuck!" you whine brokenly, head rocking back, and bottom sore from each hit abby's given you. she doesn't seem to care.
"yes, you do," she all but growls at you, and you think of your real class all too quickly, like she's your professor. "we went over this. so fucking tell me," she says, and it only makes your abdomen churn more.
and fill with butterflies.
âs- something to do with b- blood pressure, right? c- controlling it? please say yes," you were begging more to yourself than to abby, not even sure where that answer came from.
âmhm, and what else?" she coos, doing what she's done a million times before: moving you halfway up her cock.
"i- i don't know, abs. can't remember," you mutter, and really, how could you by now?
it looks like abby is feeling a little generous this time, because she helps you along. "whatâs it do to your body, princess? begins with an 'r',â she asked.
even when your brain begins to fog up with all of the questions in your head, and what's happening besides that, it seems to click for you when abby says the letter 'r.' âr- regulates it? th- the fluid balance?â
âmhm," abby says with a small nod of approval, even kissing your chest this time as a reward.
"thereâs my smart girl.â
and it goes on like that forever, question, answer, question, answer. sometimes, you got abby's cock easily. most times, you weren't so lucky.
your eyes are drooping, body aching and face hot as you stutter out the answer to the final card in the deck. once you do, you let out a deep, long exhale, which makes abby chuckle.
"see, pretty girl? wasn't that bad, was it?" abby coos, putting her hand up to cup your cheek. obviously, you want to say no. but after all of this, it was too risky to be bratty to abby. so you shake your head.
and you hadnât even finished yet.
"n- no, it wasâfine," you lie, and abby knows you are. but she doesn't ask about it, knowing full well how much she's done to you already.
"look on the good side.â
âyou'll remember better now, won't you?"
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first time in this account lol Idk if you're taking requests but I saw that post some minutes ago and... Idk, wanted to request something lol, if you didn't do it yet! What about headcanons with a reader who doesn't show physical attention until some years of knowing them? Like, they know each other for about 5 years and just then the reader decides to do some small act of physical affection... I wanted the headcanons to be with Childe, Arlecchino, Wanderer and Furina! If you can <3
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đđ'đ đđđ⊠| childe, wanderer, arlecchino, furina x gn!reader
( childe's part might be a little ooc. havent done that part of the archon quest yet cries. also mwah arlecchino we love her in this household !! )
[ You were always someone who wasnât fond of physical attention. Fleeting touches and kisses to the cheeks were never your forte, yet what should happen if the lover youâve had for years is suddenly on the receiving end of such affections? ]
"physical affection... ah- it's okay if you can't show that to me, there's plenty of other ways to tell that you love me!"
CHILDE was the one to say those words to you, and the held the most certain truth. You were his lover, and a hug or two couldn't sway the fact! While the harbinger is quite the puppy and often yearns for your warmth, he'll respect your boundaries and allow you whatever. A lover like Childe places your happiness as a priority over his, wanting more to see your eyes sparkle than his own.
"Love, you wouldn't believe what happened in the courthouse today." You glance up from your spot where you're curled up on the couch, snuggled into a fluffy blanket and holding a warm drink in your hands, one of Inazuma's light novels sitting on the armrest. You hear the door to the two of you's home shut and lock, and listen to... Childe's footsteps. How strange, is he stumbling?
Glancing up, you internally gape at the cuts on his body, your eyes instantly drawn at the red splattered across his features. "'Taglia, what hap-"
He lets out a dry chuckle, grinning sheepishly as he rids his shoes at the door. "No worries, the blood isn't mine. Most of it, at least. I managed to get out of there in time, so all's well, yeah?"
As if that'd provide you any comfort. You narrow your eyes, glaring at him unyieldingly, until Childe has no choice but to force out another tasteless chuckle. "Come on now, I'm home, so let's do something fun instead of just being mad at me, 'kay?"
"Tartaglia."
The man flinches, his deep ocean eyes rounding. When you call him that and not his nickname, he knew that he had landed himself in deep shit. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry." He says that, but the sentence rounds up in a change of his tone, sounding almost suspiciously like a question. "It won't happen aga-"
The world itself seems to stop.
Your head is buried into his chest, arms wrapped around his waist. Archons, can you hear how fast his heart is beating? You've made him into a complete and utter mess. He's blushing, his ears practically on fire, and any thoughts once in his brain have been seared away in single second. It takes him to the count of three to remember how to breathe once more, his chest erratically heaving up and down as his shaking arms wrap around you hesitantly, wondering if it'd be okay to do so.
"...Love?"
"Mhm?"
"I- I thought you-"
"If it's with you, I'm okay."
Oh, how those words tug at his heart. You look so perfect in his arms - yes, you looked simply perfect all the time, he'd admit in a split-second. The messy nest of hair atop your head when you woke up in the early mornings, the dark bags under your eyes when you didn't sleep until late at night, your smile, your laugh, even your scowl. It silenced any effort to not fall in love with you.
A smile tugs at his lips. A bright one, a warm one, if that was even possible. Perhaps his eyes are shining with tears, or perhaps it was merely a trick of light, but he holds you all the closer, not wanting to let you go.
"Love, I... Archons, I don't think I'd be able to love anyone but you." âËà·
"..great. i don't want your filthy hands on me anyways, so there shouldn't be a problem, hm?"
WANDERER's words were just that, would it kill him to be a little nicer? It didn't matter... you knew your lover well, or at least well enough to tell that what he said wasn't the complete truth.
Sure, you had seen him shrug off and make expressions of disgust directed towards particularly touchy people that he'd become somewhat acquainted with. And you most certainly had witnessed his frustrated outbursts and rants when he returned home to your shared abode, whining and grumbling about any trivial error someone had made - that is, brushing fingers with him while passing him papers. Something that couldn't exactly be avoided, yet he had glared at the wall for a good amount all the same.
Ah, but then there were moments when he thought you weren't looking, and that was when his eyes would drink you in. Grazing over your eyes, to your lips, then to your hands, where'd they linger on your fingers for perhaps longer than they should.
And you'd catch the times where you were inclined to say something flirtatious - words that were never all that flirtatious in the first place, Wanderer just happened to be unusually susceptible. Chin resting on your hand, eyes staring into his, you'd say something about how pretty he was, and then he'd just about go into neurogenic shock, likely not speaking to you the rest of the day, the tips of his ears, if one squinted to a certain extent, pink.
"Love." You glance up at him, a slight pout fixed on your lips. He'd been immersed in minor tasks, and those pesky things were what stole his attention away from you. An ironic twist of fate, as you were usually the one to be drowning in work, and he'd be the one practically begging for affection.
He hums, yet doesn't even bother to look at you.
"Do you want to go for a walk?"
"No."
"Go get something to eat?"
"No."
"Visit the... House of Daena?"
"No."
"Shall we feed the finches?"
A slight pause. "...No."
"Then... let's hold hands?"
He froze at your words, and it seemed that the male lost the function of inhaling, for he sat there unmoving for what seemed like hours, his expression petrified in its form of his large eyes, raised eyebrows, and mouth slightly ajar.
"...Excuse me?" It seemed that he doubted his own ears, for he set his work aside and fixed his focus upon you, fingers trembling just the slightest.
"Hmph, have you suddenly forgotten how to think?" You frowned, yet your eyes curved into crescents all the same, and Wanderer felt his breath hitch at how ethereal you were. The sly fox you were, you took his moment of shock, settling by his side and intertwining your fingers with his. "Like this, is it not?" You were smiling now, and for the first time you glimpsed the red on his ears, but now on his face too, a rosy red descending upon his cheeks.
"What's..." Perhaps you were right. His vocabulary had suddenly dwindled, and now he had nothing but questions - that, and the growing warmth in his chest. "What do you think you're doing right now?"
Whatever attempt he had to sound "mean" had failed. You knew him too well for that. "Holding hands, what else? Your hands are cold you know-" And at that he flinched. "But it feels nice."
D...Did it really?
"You, no... love, let's stay like this. You're... warm." âËà·
"when you sought me, i thought it'd be a serious matter. there's no trouble in it, truly, so there's no need to look so dejected."
ARLECCHINO hadn't even batted an eye. Was there a reason to? Yes, this certainly crossed off any thought of romantic couple things like kissing and hand holding, but it wasn't like she'd gasp dramatically and fall to the ground, blaming you for setting boundaries-
As if she'd ever. Your imagination was running wild today, perhaps it was the lack of sleep finally catching up to you? It was a stark contrast compared to Arlecchino, who went days without rest, shuffling through paper after paper on her desk and constantly relaying messages to her subordinates. She was a hard worker - a trait most easily overlooked, but it was a point of adoration for you. A point among many. Arlecchino was an easy person to love, despite the bristling thorns she'd show at first glance.
"Darling, a cup of tea, please?" Her gaze flicked up from her work to you, a thin smile decorating her lips. It was more a less a habit the two of you established - that is, pouring her tea. Her favorite cup was the one you had gifted her when you first started your relationship, shaded in a dark hue and embellished with roses, their blooms, petals, and thorny branches spreading across the expanse of porcelain. You placed said cup on her desk with a breath of satisfaction, tilting you head in questioning at the unusual amount of papers on her desk.
"Arle, did something happen?"
She merely chuckled to herself, her eyes shining with delight. "Ah, why don't you wager a guess?" You were her "subordinate" of sorts, although your true association was far more intimate. You knew of her plans with Fontaine, and helped carry them out. She revered your loyalty, but your warmth far more.
"...Has the hydro gnosis been secured?"
She snapped her fingers in one swift motion, her small smile widening into a true one that played across her ruby lips. "Correct, I'd expect nothing less of someone as capable as my lover."
"Then, Lyney, Lynette, and Freminet..."
"They've done well." It'd be hard to forsake the note of pride in her voice. Setting down the sheets in her gloved hands, she stood from her seat slowly, letting her eyes scan over your body. "You've asked your question, now shall I ask mine? Darling, I did quite well myself, did I not?"
Her expectant gaze read one thing, but instead of the usual quality time spending the two of you'd share, this time, you had rather differing plans. Smiling, you walked up to her, not letting the way her eyes sparkled just the slightest escape your sight. Promptly, sneakily, you flung yourself upon her, beaming as your hands found refuge winding about her torso, nearly instantly trapping her into your death hug. "You did, Arle~!"
"..." At her silence, you glanced up, only to be met with a sight that drew blush upon your own cheeks. Her usually composed, mystery-shroud features were now conflicted with crossing emotions... of what, however, was rather indecipherable. Arlecchino was a person of many masks, yet now it seemed that her "mask" displayed but one thing - love.
"Darling, I... you look perfect in my arms, so shall we stay like this a moment longer?" âËà·
"is that so? a trivial matter, is it by law that i must hold you in my arms in order to prove my love for you?"
FURINA's multicolored irises and teardrop pupils twinkled, their shine dancing on the moonlit breeze. A hand daintily held a teacup, its fragrant contents swirling about the porcelain basin. Her laugh accompanied the cool evening wind, and she fluttered her eyes shut in a smile that brightened her expression. "Come now, why so shocked? Wouldn't this be expected from someone as benevolent as I?"
It was a scene that would remain forever painted in your mind, like a beautiful mural that one's eyes could not possibly forsake. The way her mouth tugged upwards and the manner in which her eyes curv-
"Hey, are you even listening to me right now?" A familiar voice tugged you out of your reminiscence of the confrontation months prior. Furina displayed a childish frown on her lips, her partly furrowed eyes sharpening her gaze into a rather particular one.
Oh, lost in thought once more. You let out a soft sigh, nodding sheepishly. "Yes, love, I am.."
"Mhm..." Your words left a no, you clearly aren't!" Furina sat up, her intensifying discontentment apparent on her features. "I said I got you access to front ticket seats to the hottest new court case! You know, the one involving the robbery... the one that's quite literally got the entire Steambird in a chokehold? Yet, you're not excited in the slightest!?" She sounded offended, and she likely was, for her cheeks were flushed the slightest in rash frustration and her narrowed eyes creased at their corners. "Appreciate my efforts, why don't you?"
"Appreciate" indeed.
Ah, but was a sudden, tight embrace overshooting it? For she tensed in your arms, her frame absolutely suspended in your hold, her slack jaw giving the slightest tremor. "Mon amour, just w-what are you-?"
"Come now, Furina, am I not permitted to hug my own lover now?" The jesting in your voice faded as the sarcastic grin on your face formed a smaller, more genuine one. "I'm... ah, I'm okay, if it's with you. I'll be okay."
She paused at your words, contemplation of them flashing in her gaze, and let out a gratified exhale. "Then..." she nearly melted in your embrace, leaning her head into your arms compliantly.
"Don't you dare think I've forgotten about your previous transgression, but... ah, it can be forgiven, can't it, mon amour?" âËà·
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Hihi !! First time requesting, this is so awkward ..đ but by any chance, could you do a Monoma Instagram (if you write for him, of course) thank you !! đ€
hihi tysm for the request! i think I forgot to put Monoma on my list of characters đđ, but yes I can!!
DATING NEITO MONOMA INSTAGRAM!
details!
Instagram posts w/ comments while dating Neito Monoma!
a/n OBVIOUSLY these are just pictures off of interest, reader can be however you imagine!
(a little different from my usual insta posts)
main m. list / instagram m. list
y/ncantthink · 5w
1.9k likes liked by kendos.fist, tetsu.x4, deku_, ocha.uravity
y/ncantthink soft... soft launch?
ocha.uravity ???? CALL ME??? y/ncantthink ocha.uravity i cant say who it issss :(( ocha.uravity y/ncantthink why nottt :((( y/ncantthink ocha.uravity cause hes a hypocrite đđ
kendos.fist Oh! I know whooooooo ;) y/ncantthink kendos.fist SHUT UP PLEASE
monoma.copies whoever it is must be stupid, who would date someone from class A?! đ€Łđ€Łđ€Łđ€Łđ€Ł
monoma.copies · 4w
800 likes liked by kendo.fists, tetsu.x4, ocha.uravity
monoma.copies Me. I would.
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y/ncantthink you would what, sweetie đđđ monoma.copies y/ncantthink date someone from đ€ąđ€ąclass Ađ€ąđ€ą y/ncantthink monoma.copies hmmm I think your phone glitched and added some weird emojis :// monoma.copies y/ncantthink strange!! đđ
kendos.fist All Might gives his strongest soldiers (Y/n) his toughest battles (dating Monoma) y/ncantthink kendos.fist thank you Itsuka đ«¶đ«¶ but Neito really isn't that bad!!
ocha.uravity hes got her defending him on the main đđ y/ncantthink ocha.uravity im serious!! hes really not bad at all!
tetsu.x4 shes out on the frontlines after this post
y/ncantthink · 3w
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y/ncantthink my pretty princess <3
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kendos.fist cant believe he let you take that đđ y/ncantthink kendos.fist bc he's not a bad guy :(
monoma.copies we're such a cute couple (I'm the cuter one tho) y/ncantthink monoma.copies whatever you say, princess đ chargebolt.dk monoma.copies ik ur playing...
tetsu.x4 you guys are so cute, i want to punch a wall RED.RIOT tetsu.x4 IKR!! Even if Monoma hates our class, its so cute that they're together!! hanta.fanta RED.RIOT you're joking...
deku_ i don't see anything wrong with the two being together..? am I missing something? chargebolt.dk deku_ he's always been a dick to our class. and now he's dating one of us? It doesn't make sense. deku_ chargebolt.dk kacchan is always a dick too, but we're all friends with him. I mean like whatever, but I think we should just let them live their lives.
monoma.copies · 2w
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monoma.copies wish you guys would just hop off and let us be happy
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y/ncantthink im sorry, I know most of them are my friends. I've been defending you and everything, idk what else to do monoma.copies y/ncantthink I don't blame you. you can't control them. thanks for defending me (even though your class sucks) y/ncantthink monoma.copies ofc <3 anytime
chargebolt.dk maybe we would if you weren't such a dick :D y/ncantthink chargebolt.dk Kaminari istg if you don't stfu hanta.fanta y/ncantthink don't tell me his personality is rubbing off on you... y/ncantthink hanta.fanta I literally don't want to hear from either of you. idk why you're being such dicks but I hope you choke on each other.
tetsu.x4 idk why everyone is hating, you two are so cute kendos.fist tetsu.x4 no fr, monoma has literally changed and became more bearable cause of y/n :///
RED.RIOT sorry for my classmates dude! You two just keep being you!!
deku_ idk what has gotten into some of us, but the majority of class A has nothing against you two
y/ncantthink · 1d â close friends
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y/ncantthink i hope you guys are soooo happy!! he broke up with me because the CONSTANT comments ab how we "weren't good for each other" and "I could do so much better" got to him! I do not want to talk to either of you (you know who you are). I'm switching to shiketsu
kendos.fist im so sorry y/n. neito hasnt been much better. I can tell he misses you y/ncantthink kendos.fist I just wish things would've worked out :/
chargebolt.dk are you serious? dont switch schools dude. y/ncantthink chargebolt.dk nah fuck you and sero. i wont be seeing you ever *you have blocked this user*
ocha.uravity im so sorry babes. im going to miss you so much. please keep contact? y/ncantthink ocha.uravity ofc. ill miss you too
RED.RIOT im so sorry. i tried talking to them.
deku_ we're gonna miss you so much. im here if you need it and I wish you the best
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Hii!
Can I please ask for an angsty fic with Max, where the reader defends him from Jos after not finishing his race in Melbourne...idk if you remember when Max kept his helmet for four hours after a race because he was afraid of what Jos would have done to him after not winning...and the reader basically tells Jos to get lost even if she's like 5'4 and definitely not as intimidating as them both lol.
And then maybe after the win in Suzuka, they "reconcile" but she still reminds him to act right around her boyfriend, who's now a man and not a little boy he could pressure like he once did.
Sorry if it's too long!! Thanks for taking your time and reading my request!
Guard Dog
Pairing: Max x Reader
Summary: You are sick and tired of watching Max take Jos' shit
TW: verbal abuse
A/n: thank you soooo much for the rec, I love writing these out so much <3
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"Maxie... are you okay?" you wait patiently by the door to his driver's room, careful not to barge in like Jos would, as you have for the past year since you first witnessed Jos' beratement of his son. He is sitting on the couch with his helmet between his hands. The fire causing an unpleasant start to the race, and you are just glad you got here first.
"I'm okay," his voice cracks and you step into the room, closing the door behind you. "I know it wasn't my fault, but I can't help but feel like it was my fault," Max looks in your eyes, the fire brewing behind them. You were genuinely the sweetest girl he's ever met, and to get you mad took a lot. God help you if Jos shows up, you are tired of Max feeling bad even when he podiums.
"You're right, you didn't do anything wrong, the car failed you today," you stay calm, sitting beside him and cuddling into him. Max stays quiet, enjoying your warmth, and decompressing from the start. He can understand why the fans were so happy to see him lose, in fact, if he wasn't himself, he would join them. No, the fear of his father is what has him on edge. Rightfully so, because a few seconds later the door is slammed open again.
"Max, what the hell did you-" Jos starts and you launch yourself off the couch. Jos and Max were big guys, and you were average height for a woman, 5'6 or so, but you didn't seem like it in that moment.
"Shut the hell up and leave. You have nothing useful to say and you are going to shift blame to Max who had NO fault in the DNF," you snarl, setting yourself up as a barrier between the two, Jos still in the doorway and Max on the couch.
"Girl, I don't know who you think you are, but I am Max's father, and I can-," You cut Jos off before he can continue.
"No, you aren't his father. A father doesn't talk to his son like that, you are simply a man who shares the same last name as Max. A father is someone like Carlos Sainz Sr or Lawrence Stroll. No, you are a man- sorry a boy in a man's body- who can't cope with the fact that he doesn't race anymore and wants the man who shares the same last name with him to be impossibly perfect and win every single race, even when the car breaks down." You sneer at the man. "You need to leave, before I call security and make them remove you," you don't back down, instead you step closer. Max watches in both awe and fear.
"I-"
"Leave, Jos, now. Don't make me repeat myself," you say, practically slamming the door behind him. You turn around and look at Max, seemingly calm and normal. He looks at you bewildered.
"That was the sexiest thing ever. Thank you, Schatje, you didn't have to do that," Max hugs you, a large weight off of his shoulders.
"Of course I did, who else will be your guard dog?" You smile at him, squeezing him tighter. "Now, get changed and get back to the garage," you tell Max, stepping out to the room. You let out a deep breath, surprised with how you treated Jos and stood up for Max. A couple minutes later, Max rejoins you, quickly stopping inside hospitality for a snack.
The two of you avoid Jos, going extremely low contact, not that he was trying to. Jos would never admit it, but he was embarrassed at how you spoke to him, and his retreat allowed him to ignore it. Instead, you and Max enjoyed your time together in Japan. The both of you were aware Jos was there, but chose to ignore it. After Max won, Jos warily approached the two of you.
"I wanted to congratulate you on winning. You drove well," Jos says stiffly, silently calling for a truce. You let Max take the lead on the conversation.
"Thank you," he says, feeling like a little boy again, but accepting the temporary truce.
"It was good seeing you Jos, but we need to go," you interject, sensing the still tense atmosphere. The older man, still a little scared of you despite your sweet demeanor, lets you go, not quite willing to cross you again.
"Love you, Maxie"
"Love you too, Schatje,"
#f1 x reader#f1 imagine#f1 imagines#max verstappen imagine#max verstappen x reader#max verstappen imagines#max verstappen#i hate jos verstappen
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đ Ë â êł * àŁ đ Ë â êłâ15 missed CallsââGeto Suguru
Synopsis: Suguru wasnât a jealous or angry man but then you usually didnât flaunt your ass a round in a tiny dress either- but hey, Halloweenâs every girlâs pass at being a whore, right?
ââ Ëââ©â§â A/n: ok yeah Iâm late to post for Halloween but itâs like barely anything to do with it so <3 also I did stray away from what Iâd planned to write but then heheđđ also, thanks to @romiyaro for beta and in general (I swear Iâll get pouty! Reader in some Drabble nowđ)
ââ Ëââ©â§â word count: 3.9k
ââ Ëââ©â§â warnings: MDNI!!smut!!fem! Reader x Suguru; pussy inspection; degradation; jealous (but totally not toxic) Suguru; orgasm denial; hinted power dynamics; reader is more or less a brat; spitting; Suguru is almost a soft dom? It was supposed to be just smut but idk (PWP)
âCrawlâ
You stared at him blankly, âNow,â Suguru added, brows raised- a smirk wide on his face as you drop to your knees.
âIâll be back late, donât wait up on me Suââ
A nod he passed mindlesslyââSure thing babe- just lemme know if I have to pick you up and donât get wasted, send me a message if you change locations and-â
A heavy pause settled in, you walked in skittishlyâa bashful grin on your face, âThis ok?â Question which referred your dress in place.
Mostly, it wasnât okâdefinitely not appropriate in the way the small little satin piece hugged your body, so short Suguru was sure you would flash somebody after two drinks.
But it was Halloweenâevery girlâs free pass at being a whore.
A sigh Suguru let out, âitâs gorgeous, youâre gorgeousâŠâ
Your smile, guilty, only spread further, â..but?â
He smiled, shaking his head, âNothing, just take care ok?â A step towards you and a turn of his finger to give him a spinâchuckling as you twirled excitedly and then hugged himâhe was very sure it would be a long night.
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15 missed calls, 25 messages with the same connotation of âare you ok?â And âwhere are you?â
A single slurred reply to you 40 messages with a âsuguwu :)):) mâ kay. Pck me up im 20?â
And with all obviousness, it wasnât well received at allâso evident in the way tension hung heavy in the car, your seat belt properly holding you in placeâhis piercing gaze, and the certain placement of his hand on your thigh that kept you as sober as possible.
âMm sorry,â you slurred out again, head lolling to the side to look at himâstuck at the way his jaw clenched at your words.
Not a word he passed, not a word after that, did you.
And hence, ride back home was quiet, awkward andâŠin some way, scary.
Click- the door fell shut, locked, entrapping what was of you and Suguru alone in the house.
And just so suddenly, every stitch in the hem of your flimsy red dress began seeming interestingââWhat did I tell you?â
You winced and groaned, internally at his toneââThe fact that I trust you to- to, gods,â he paused as if searching for the right wordsâbut you saw it, the switch in his eyes as they darkened just the slightestââTo leave the house dressed as a cheap little whore, one thing I asked for. Your fucked out lilâ brain canât even do that?â
You stood there in the middle of your apartment, frowning and loosely, berated as a little kid, it seemed.
âMmâ sorry Suâ itâs just- the girls-â
A sharp glare from him, enough to make your excuses die down your throatââThe girls this and the girls that right? Why was there nobody when I picked you-â
â-I ordered them all Ubers,â you muttered under your breath, a silence resting again.
âAnd you couldnât one for yourself, why?â
You paused, hesitatedânever once looking at him, âI thoughtâŠI thought I had you soâŠâ
That was when Suguru took notice of the pout you heldâthe one you did all the time, The one he mostly loved.
âBesides,â you beganâattention strained on the memory as you thought hard, âIâm not a child to be taken care of, or someone whoâll get lost-â
What you had assumed would quieten everything down only seemed to uproar a side of him you barely saw.
âExcuse me?â
You gulped, hardââwell yeah-â
âShut the fuck up.â He snapped, moving all so closeââYou were down right freezing and shivering when I pulled up, I donât care what your girls do but your tits were almost hanging out, like a damn slut. Hell, why did you have those 20 dollar bills stuffed in there?â
You almost wanted to chuckle at the last part- it would make for a funny story, but the look on Suguruâs face screamed that it would have to wait till at least, the next day.
âI was alright,â you scoffed, a hand pushing him awayânot a budge that it caused in his stance, âThe bartenderâŠhe was nice- didnât even let no one come near our drinks and- and even offered me lemons after closing and-â
â-woman,â Suguru interrupted quick, a long sigh withdrawn, âit was me who offered you lemons,â
You waitedâa pink tint already dusted your face, ears burning at his words, âoh.â
He sighed again, seemingly recollecting his thoughts as you bit your lipâgods how he adored youâespecially when you wobbled slight, wrapping your arms around his torso and pulling yourself into him, head resting in his shoulder.
âIâm sorry,â you mumbled softly, against his bodyâhis hands resting on your sides, âI know youâre a big girl alright? I know you can look after yourself,â he pulled away slight, a kiss landing on your forehead, âbut itâs my responsibility too you know? And it was majorly annoying to have you gone like that,â
A nod you passed, again an apology mumbled except this time you were met by the shake of his head.
âNo youâre not,â he mumbled, âyou do this a lot you know?â
And you do, not informing him of the late night work sessions and what not, not informing him on time of a date cancelled, he was rightfully tired.
âNow, here on Iâll just punish you doll, you can deny it and weâll go off to sleep and deal with it another time or you can be a good girl, my good girl and take everything because frankly, Iâm a little too mad to sleep right now,â
You looked into his words, it wasnât a bad idea, particularly, you would of course never utter a no.
But then, you knew what it entailed, you knew how it ended last time, how embarrassing but then just how much you loved it tooâa nod, all the affirmation provided.
âStrip,â a command from there on, âquick,â he added, eyes boring into your form as he did so.
And strip you did, it wasnât anything new but just the way your fingers trembled, as did your thoughts as you pulled down the satin dress downâSuguruâs groan was loud, sounding throughout the apartmentâyour breasts well out easily, âNo bra?â And you wanted to snort at the obliviousness of the question, of course, no bra.
âAt least tell me youâve got your panties still on,â you licked your lips, face warmed up at his wordsâit wasnât anything new, but then why did that certain tone of condescension feel just so right?
Suguru held back another groan as the white g-string came to his view, the one that he bought, âsuch a slut,â he whispered.
Over the couch, he motioned youâthe sound of his tongue clicking as you stepped forward.
âIâm sure only good girls get to be with dignity,â there on his face, he held a grin which you wanted to slap away tooâbut all to no avail.
âCrawlâ everything in his voice assured you that a brat was not what he would appreciate tonight.
You stared at him blankly, âNow,â Suguru added, brows raised- a smirk wide on his face as you drop to your knees.
It was simply embarrassing, in the way your hips swayed a little as you moved, all that was your dignity remained flitted to that small piece of clothing that you knew Suguru would probably tear away.
Your gaze remained downturned, too ashamed, humiliated to even look him in the eyesâbut just one glance and youâd see that amused smirk, the satisfied expression on his face as he took in the sight displayed for him.
You halted near his feet- a ginger lick of your lips, unsure, uncertain on the sequence to be followed, tugging on the hem of his pants in a confused manner.
âHm? Donât know what to do? My, and here I thought the big girl was all so smart to do as she pleased,â
You let out a loud whine at his words, startled a little too as he squatted down to your levelââsh,â he muttered, pressing a finger to your lips, âall I want to hear tonight is an actual apology,â
Another nod, tersely you snapped your eyes away, knowing thatâs as all you could do tonight.
He hummed along as well, getting up and motioning you with a finger too, âon the couch please doll,â and you were sure what was to come here on.
Across the arm rest you lay, biting your lipâso exposed, so vulnerable and to think he hadnât shed a single piece of clothing himself.
His fingers were gentle in the way they touched you, you knew he wasnât madâbut you knew youâd also end up crying by the time he was done.
They traced you gently, over your back, feathery touches to your spineâtickling almost, he bent down just at that too, down to your ear, âFeeling ashamed hm?â
A hum was all to add to his words as you lay yourself easy, tension ebbing away with the way he massaged youââyou know,â he began, âyou should be more ashamed of your actions, acting like a brat rather than being ashamed of your pussy and bare ass on display,â
Just at that you wanted the couch to engulf you, you knew that he knew you didâthat was the purpose, âYou deserve some punishment eh?â A squeal you let you as his pinned you inner thigh, pushing it apartââshould get your pretty little girlfriends too eh? Make em watch since all of you seem like a bunch of sluts to me,â
All in good humour, you reminded yourself, but a small pout found itâs way along your features, as it always did when Suguru got degrading.
â15 spanks,â he mused, âjust pink enough right?â â the sentence was ended with another pinch, 15, you but your lipâthere would be something more to it.
â15 and you thank me for each, yeah pretty thing? Your pretty head can do that fâme tonight?â
you bobbed your head, not daring to even turn your head and look at him once.
A patient quiet settled in, your body relaxed furtherâSuguru smiled wide as he looked at you, so perfect for him, âremind me why youâre here sweetheart?â
The sweetness in his vice was sharp still, condescending in every way, âb-because I uh- IâŠI was out late? Didnâtâdid not call o-or inform you-ah!â
-smack!
Your words simply fell short as the slap landed hard on your ass, so sure to grab it right after and and squeezeâSuguru pulled back, and waited.
âThank you, Suguru,â you sighed, and you waited right after, expecting the next hit.
âWe can stop if itâs too much-â
â-Iâll take it, wanna be a good girl, please i-â
A sharp slap on your right cheek and then the left, aimed carefully, accurately proportional, âatta girl,â
âThank you,â you groaned at his words, eyes clenched shut, surprised in the way he chose not to hold back in midst of your wordsâbut then, typical Suguru.
Just so, many a times Suguru landed the flat of Palm down on your ass, dusty pink to a rosy one, the process was slow as your backside gained its hue, so pretty.
18 spanks in, Suguru never spanked just the amount he promised, always moreâthe 19th spank sounded like a crack against your warmed up ass, you didnât bother showing your gratitude.
A small pause, Suguru chuckled, ânothing? Why donât I just-â a sharp pain elicited in you bottom half as another slap sounded in the room- a hard spank on your pussy, just hard enough to have you gasping.
âThank you,â you mumbled outâtears forming at the brink of your eyes now,, form slumping onto the couch, exhausted and spent, sore from the position heâd had you hold so long.
âBet you are, especially from all this wetness,â another slap on your pussy, âgetting wet from your punishment?â Another slap, the tears threatened to spill, at this point, âthatâs how sorry you are?â
You wanted to scream at him, thatyou were sorry but it was Suguru and this conversation was nuts to begin with so you remained your quiet, the pout slowly turning to a frown.
âOn the couch, legs wide apart,â scrambling to your feet, you detested the way he chuckled as you grabbed onto him for support, the booze never helped and the way you were all so sore from hefty time spent in that uncomfortable position, nothing helped at all,, but that was fine, Suguru was gentle in the way he helped you settle.
âJust a small inspection, ok doll?â
The words and the fate of it came crashing down on you fast.
You gritted your teeth at his words, you knew what that meantâhe would find your arousal, shame you for it, punish you maybe and you loved the process, every bit of it.
Sprawled across the couch, feet planted to your side onto the couch, while Suguru rested in the place between, warm breath tickling you, making your hole clench around nothing.
âIf I slip these panties down,â youâre werenât sure why he even bothered asking, the wet spot was all so apparent, âwill I find you wet?â Even so, you lay audaciousâa shake of your head, his smirk widened.
Fingers hooked into the waist and of your g-string, he pulled quick, not a second wasted , heâd been wanting to do this all evening.
An amused raise if his brow, eyes stuck at the string of your juices that worked its way from your pussy to the gusset of your flimsy panties.
There, finally, in all its glory, your pussy lay glistening with arousal under his gazeââliar,â he grinned as he stared at it hungrily, âsuch a fuckinâ liar,â he repeated, almost in a daze.
Subconsciously though, your hips rolled, almost lifting to feel his touch, another set of clicking sounds, âdonât act like a cheap whore, you think Iâll just touch your pussy like that?â
Your eyes watched him, confused, as they stared down at his form in between your legs, kneeling for you, hair tied back.
âNeed to see if this pussyâs still worth it babe,â and soon enough, everything made senseâa whine of disagreement rose through you, a glare from him acted enough a filter.
âPlease, Iâm sorry-â
â-prove it doll,â was all he muttered as he dove his fingers onto your pussy, mindful to only cause discomfort as he prodded at your folds, no more or less.
âLetâs seeâŠâ he snickered, âgods,â he chuckled, âthink I gotta clean all of this before I can even start eh?â
Your eyes bounced around ditzy, you wanted just him, anythingââbut the question is do we do this the right way and I wipe you clean? OrâŠâ and all before the statement even came to its end, Suguru had dived in, pressed his hot tongue flat against your folds, basking in the gasp that you let out.
A sharp inhale you took as he pulled away just as fast, his eyes stuck onto yours, âI think cheap whores like you shouldnât get the better end of the stick soâŠâ with that, you cursed internally at the box of wipes that Suguru and you kept on the coffee table all the timeâyou cursed as the pulled out three tissues with ease.
âItâs supposed to cause discomfort so be prepared for that but if it hurts or is too much, let me know, ok?â
You nodded at his words, nervousness flickering on your face and he chuckled, squeezing your wrist slightâlittle comfort that it provided.
The first dab was ginger, as if testing his boundaries, soon came the second and then the thirdâuntil Suguru was easily navigating and cleansing you, almost felt infantilising.
How so very humiliating indeed.
âThatâs your apology hm?â The smile jo longer rested on his face, âlook at only me when Iâm down here,â he added, noticing the slight hang of your head and almost closed off eyes.
âSuch a naughty girl that you are,â he mused, âam I to believe you got this turned on from a spanking? Or was it something your girls did hm?â A sharp smack that ended on your hardened clit, he stroked it a little while he was there, âhow absolutely pathetic doll,â
Shame blanketed you slight, not covering all of what you wanted for you still remained absolutely naked and open on for him, a satisfied hum he passed, tossing away the second tissue after dragging it from your slit all the way down to your other hole.
âNow that I begin inspecting my girl,â he chuckled at the pout youâd held the entire while, âyou brought this upon yourself baby,â
And you had, but particularly, Suguru did think you held up better than most times.
You watched as he eyes your pussy, unsure of how to embarrass you furtherâhe grinned, âmy my, itâs so pink underneath all that slick hm? Almost as pink as your sweet ass,â with that he landed a sharp slap to your ass, just as a reminderâgiggling at your squeal.
Thick fingers spread apart your folds slowly, tracing it over your pussy lipsâa tickling sensation, âis your cunt clean enough to be used hm?â
You let out a sigh as he pulled at your folds, making sure to not once lay a finger on your clitâyet accurate enough to just pull back the hood of it.
âIs it clean enough that I can use your little hole now as a cum dump?â His fingers patted down onto your bare cunt, relishing in the wetness that seeped out your holeââmaybe you donât deserve it all hm?â
With that, Suguru spit on your cunt, the wetness only ever grew as he Smeared it around, âhad to make sure,â he snickered mischievously, âthat this pussyâs still mine.â
You wanted to whine and groan, shove his head into your pussy so he eat you until you criedâbut you know, you knew all too well that any attempts would only get your hands tied and mouth gagged with your soiled panties.
Suguru hummed, snapping his fingers, âeyes on me dollânow, I think, from the outside, youâre ok,â he smirked, âbut Iâd need to check the inside too right?â
You nodded at his words mindlessly, of course anything he said would he correct, âyouâre lucky Iâm not mad at ya, wouldâve made ya bounce on that dildo of yours till yaâ cried,â
And by now, your patience was running lowâSuguru was a tease, apparent from the way your clit itself twitched for his contact, your hips rolled and hole clenched uselesslyâyou were dying to fight back.
But you wouldnât, because Suguru demanded a good girl tonight.
A finger moved into you slow, very slow, hips bucked only to be pushed down harshly by Suguru at thatââTake only what I give you,â he warned, loving the feel of your walls clenching about his finger.
You were to watch him, sure but nothing mattered anymore as your head fell backââplease,â you whimpered, âjust a little more.â
He smiled at the way your face contorted about his thick finger, slow as he moved it about, a circular motion and then pushing it against your walls before pulling away entirely.
The slick coated his finger just as before, only this time He brought to his mouth still, tasting you right there and humming.
âGood as always,â he muttered, eyeing carefully your ministrations, âplease Suguru,â you cried out, âtouch me p-please,â
Tricky slope.
Suguru was going to touch you anyways, of course he would but your statement only ever pushed away the ebbing orgasm he wouldâve provided.
âOf course, my love,â he grinnedâslyly before pushing in two fingers roughly into your holeâloving just how you gasped and mewled about it.
Then again, nothing mattered to you anymore.
"S-SâSuguruuu, harder... please. Moremoremore!" your begs fell in a hoarse voice.
âA sweet spot already?â A toothy grin he held as he pumped the two fingers into you slowly, loving the way your eyes rolled back at his touch.
Your thighs were spread out wide on the couch â raised now in the air as he leaned his body close, reaching knuckle deep and curling his thick fingers up into a gummy spot that made you shudder and grip a cushion.
"Ouh, Fuck! Suguâ"
âAh, ah, ah, only apologies I said, right?â His tone was so soft even so, almost heavenly that you felt.
You pinch your bottom lip between your teeth as he hits deep strokes and massages his fingertips into your gummy wallsâ sticky juices are all over his hand because of all that cleansing he worked out of you earlier. Suguru smiled to himself, knowing you wouldnât appreciate getting that couch wet with your juices in the morningâto hell with that.
You looked cute, as you gasped and moaned in his fingersâhe took note of the ever present pout on your lips, oh how he wanted to fuck it out of youâbut then, the mean thrusts diluted down to gentle strokes soon enough, boy was he soft for you.
Suguru was doting still, knowing that no way you couldâve taken his cock without prepâstruggling with even his fingers tonight, he loved being bigger than you.
Bigger, faster, harder and merciless as they pursue your orgasm.
"Gonna cum and make a mess for me again? Yeah?"
"Yes! Please, pleasepleaseplease â make me cum!" you whisper frantically against him.
He chuckled when you moan, pumping his fingers faster and faster, fingering at your clit with his other hand to tip you over the edge.
âNothing unless I allow it,â he announced finally, ahâthat was why heâd been lenient earlierâgods how you hated him.
He studied you intently as your orgasm built up, if only that was his focus onto other thingsâ maybe if he would have had the same determination in general as he does now when finding your G-spot, then he perhaps wouldnât have struggled with daily life issues as much as he had to.
Suguru's dampened forehead rested against your thighs. He felt the radiating heat of your pussy in this proximity. Those dark eyes never stop staring at you, making sure you're as flustered as possible even in this pleasure-drunk state.
"Fuck... you're gushing..." he says in awe, " 'promise to lick my fingers clean after, yeah?" he rasps against you.
"Yes yes yes!" you say. He's pretty sure that you would have said yes to anything right then; you were so blissed by the way his fingers worked into your soaking hole, by the way they stretched you open just right.
The apartment was filled entirely, with the sound of your gushing pussy squelching with his thrustsâso tempted to attach his tongue onto your cunt but he knew youâd never be able to control yourself after that.
But to tease you was the goalâjust slightly, almost a feathery touch he lay on your clit as he began rubbing it again, âshit doll, I do think your pussyâs worth turning a cum dump into,â you groaned at his wordsâmind almost mush as you chased your high, clenching at his fingersâuntil he pulled out immediately.
Until your high entirely ebbed away.
A confused and betrayed look you passed him, âwa-wait what? Suguru-! I-â
He simply giggled at your state, slapping your ass one more time as he got up and away, âyouâre an idiot if you thought youâd be cumminâ tânight,â
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Aaaaahhhhhh!!!! Your writings are so good! Can I ask for Ness, Kunigami, and Nagi to fill out the roster for the âmumbling âi want you inside meââ blurbs you got going on? If youâre not too busy of course! Idk which characters exactly you write for tho so itâs cool if you forego Ness or smth
YES, I was already writing Shidou, so I wrote Nagi and Kunigami with him as well. The cutie Ness will have to wait his turn (if there is one, I'll see if I'm inspired) đđđ BUT ALSO, having Kunigami and Shidou on one list feels illegal and wrong ngl LOLOL, thank you so much for liking my writing đ„șđ„șđ„ș
Absentmindedly murmuring that you want him inside of you during practice part 4;
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Includes; Nagi, Kunigami, Shidou
Part 1 (Isagi, Hiori, Bachira) and part 2 (Chigiri, Reo) and part 3 (Barou, Kaiser) and part 5 (Sae, Rin, Karasu, Otoya, Yukimiya)
Nagi: he only knows youâre here when Reo elbows him, telling him that youâre here, except this time Reo is snickering in a way that confuses him. Why is he laughing? Whatâs so funny about you being here? Nevertheless, unanswered questions fading away in his head, he turns to see you across the field, and he waves at you - but thereâs something weird about you. Although you wave back, like you would usually do, itâs not an energetic kind of wave. Itâs more lethargic, hand barely raised, and something about you seems like youâre not really there. Right now you kind of seem like the zombies he shoots in his games. Concerned and confused, he blinks at your weird behaviour, but he saves it until his break. The moment he gets his chance, heâs making his way over to you, but the closer he gets to you, the more⊠confused he starts to feel; your state doesnât seem as similar to a zombieâs as he initially thought. Youâre certainly seeing him, thatâs for sure, but your eyes are weird. Theyâre all opaque and dazed, as if youâre delirious from a fever of sorts. He doesnât know why, but something about your glassy eyes makes him antsy. â... You there?â And itâs when your dreamy smile widens, your head tilting, that he realizes even before the words leave your mouth exactly what is up with you. Ah, so thatâs it. You need him right now. Thatâs what those eyes are for, yes, he remembers. Thatâs how you look up at him sometimes when heâs trying to get you into bed. Except, youâve never said the kind of thing you just said, and those sultry words send heat straight down to his cock. Something in that breathy tone of yours tugs at his heart and he becomes restless. What are you doing to him? He shifts on his feet slightly. You canât do this to him right now. Not right now. Donât look at him like that right now, itâs making him think of you in a way thatâs going to make going back to practice really hard - pun intended. The only kind of thoughts that are sitting in his head now are all images of him making you cry on his cock, using that pussy of yours until you pass out, pounding away until your voice is ruined. And, ah, shit, well. He can no longer deny himself, itâs too hard to resist this urge and go back to practice. So when Reo comes to tell him that practice is about to start, all he mutters is a quiet âsorry Reoâ before he grabs you by the arm and drags you off somewhere. Youâre the one that started this, you can take responsibility by letting him go as many times as he wants, right?Â
Shidou: the moment he catches that hazy gaze of yours, heâs busting his ass laughing right on the field, yelling to his teammates something about how heâs eager to score even harder with his girl looking all cute for him. Rin is the one that tells him to shut up - both of them somehow seem destined to stick together, joining the same exact league, both bemoaning their misfortune. All Shidou does is almost start a fight, taunting Rin back in response, telling him that if heâs so jealous he should stop being loveless and go get with someone already so he can hop off of Shidouâs dick already. Of course, the rest of their teammates and coach have to get involved to calm both of their asses down, and so thereâs an unplanned break. Immediately, first things first, he heads over to you, all amused, noting how youâre still looking at him like that, all lovesick and yearning. Shit, damn, youâre gonna make him catch a public indecency case. âShit sweetheart, youâre looking like you want to milk my cock, huh? Want me to bust my load inside of you or something?â Turns out, thatâs exactly what you wanted, because you say that - say that you want him inside of you. Well then, he didnât expect that - usually in the face of his desire (for you, you, only you), you had a tendency to be a bit more shy. That was nice, getting to tease you and watch you get flustered, then have you make all of those lewd sounds and faces for him - but⊠There was something about you being all bold and blunt like this about wanting him to fuck you that got his blood pumping. It made him want to go the extra mile in fucking you - even though he already always goes full out when fucking you - try out new positions and breed you in each and every single one, shoot his burning hot cum right into your womb as he holds you down and your perfect pussy flutters around his cock again and again. He wonât even take his cock out this time, leave it in until he gets hard enough to fuck you again and again and again - heâll give it all to you, heâll get you fucking pregnant, fuck his cum into you until heâs sure of conception, shit. You want that, donât you? Just the same as him, yeah? Of course you do, youâre just as much of a fucking pervert as him. So within a moment of you saying something that hot, he has already made the decision of pumping his seed into you right then and there. Thatâs why he immediately picks you up, throwing you onto his shoulder and you yelp - confused and disoriented as he starts carrying you off, warning everyone to not enter the showers for the next hour or so unless they want to hear him giving it to you good. Rin scoffs from the side, glaring, saying something about practice, but Shidou laughs, having none of it. âFuck off virgin eyelashes, impregnating my girl takes priority~â You hear Rin muttering something about him not being a virgin beneath his breath, but thatâs no longer your concern. Youâve lent fuel to a forest fire and now itâs going to burn through the whole country, donât think you can walk after how hard he fucks you. After all, Shidou Ryusei loves invitations, especially if itâs the kind you give. Although, your biggest concern soon will definitely be how youâre going to face the rest of his teammates after they inevitably hear all those raunchy sounds youâre 100% sure Shidou will make sure youâre unable to suppress...
Kunigami: although heâs not exactly an oblivious guy, heâs not exactly the most conscious guy either when it comes to this kind of stuff. He never really knew when a girl crushed on him or swooned over his gentlemanly behaviour up until he got a confession. That still holds true even now, but youâre not exactly ever âsubtleâ - case in point, those very obvious bedroom eyes youâre giving him at the moment. He feels his ears burn, face warm - not because of physical exertion - as he tries to ignore your eyes absolutely burning through his back. Why are you looking at him like that right now? Are you even aware of the kind of dreamy expression youâre making? You donât seem like it. God, youâre distracting him, completely. The things heâd do to be alone with you right now - goddammit, he feels like a pervert now. When his break arrives and he goes over to you, the fervent blush only deepens - youâre still looking at him like you want him to claim you, eyes all hooded and dazed, pouty lips parted open. âHeyâŠâ He curses himself for his awkwardness even with his own girlfriend, keeping his eyes averted from you as he rubs the back of his neck. â⊠You good?â Is that all he can say? Really? Wow, great going Kunigami, what a great job. But before he can berate himself any further for his awkwardness - heâs always a little shy when it comes to the more intimate side of your relationship - you say something that has him sputtering, eyes wide as he looks at you. Did you - did you really just say that? The way your lips twitch up into a small smile is enough of a confirmation, and he feels his heart beat intensely beneath his broad ribcage. How do you - how do you just⊠say things like that. âYou⊠You sure do love to tease me, huhâŠ?â And then he falls silent, shifting on his leg as you giggle lightly at his words, the sound of your voice making him shiver slightly now. Do you even know what you do to him? How you make him want to push your legs up right into your chest and just pound away? Fuck you into the bed as you cry out his name? Claim you, over and over again, make you sore and exhausted as he uses your body until youâre full of his cum. Fuck, god. He should be thinking of kicking balls right now, scoring goals, but instead his head grows empty and blood rushes down to the wrong head. Why are you like this? Why do you do this to him? He curses beneath his breath, willing the wrong head to go back to sleep, and he catches you staring at the bulge all yearningly and - ah fuck, he canât play like this. He grabs your hand and pulls you up. Youâre coming with him and helping him deal with the âproblemâ you caused, okay? Hopefully he can get a quick round in before the break finishes, or well, if he canât⊠He might as well fuck you for as long as he pleases.
Also I finally realized there's a character limit per block thingy LMFAO, I couldn't figure out what was the problem the last two times and just did 2 characters I'm such an idiot đđđ
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