#like. everytime he goes to the bathroom it ends up in a MESS he's not capable of even leaving the towel as it was 😐

[bixiaoshi]

how hard is it for my stepfather to put stuff in its place as he found them

[hurts2think]

🏴‍☠️Young!James Hook x Reader Secret Dating Headcanons🏴‍☠️

Reader pronouns: Non specified

Pairing: Young!James Hook x GN! Reader

Plot: Headcanons for if you guys were in a secret relationship!

Extra: 2 posts today? Crazy. I'm posting an actual one shot tonight too. Got this idea from the last request. I just loved it too much.

- For a long while you guys weren't actually dating.

- More like annoying the shit out of each other and constant flirting.

- You always got mixed messages from him. His flirting sounded more like threats than flirting.

- He very much flirts in a similar way that Harry does in Descendants 2.

- Gets up in your personal space and tries to act all intimidating.

- Tracing his hook over your cheek or through your hair while saying something violent or mean.

- Though you were never very intimidated by him which he liked about you.

- His glares at you turned to be more flirtatious stares

- The flirting got to the point where you were unsure if you were actually dating and just weren't aware of it.

- "So...are we uhm... Ya know..." And his tough act suddenly turns into a flustered mess at the idea of dating.

- Once you guys did start dating it was on a mutual agreement. You didn't want your friends to know, plus your parents would kill you. And Hook didn't want the VKs to know either.

- Everytime the VKs started messing with you and your group, Hook mostly backed off and just sidelined

- Always making eyes at you from across the room. Always.

- He hides in secluded corners and catches you off guard, dragging you to where you'd be alone.

- Tries kissing you every chance he gets when no one is looking.

- Obviously no PDA, But he's all over you when you guys are alone.

- He folds the moment you call him James.

- No one calls him James but he lets you, and when you do he gets all flustered about it.

- Constantly grabbing your waist or arm

- He often takes you to a garden behind the school that no one goes to.

- You guys always just sit and talk in the garden, occasionally a make out session but not often.

- The garden has a little fountain and you always give him coins to make wishes with.

- The garden is kind of your safe space. The place you always plan to meet and hangout.

- You set up a picnic date in the garden and he's embarrassed to admit how much he loved it

- He'll tease you if you're shorter than him since he's pretty short himself and not used to being the taller one.

- If you're taller than him he insists that height difference is totally irrelevant and shouldn't be brought up.

- Angry flustered if you tease him for his height.

- Sometimes he actually does say some pretty mean things in typical VK fashion.

- He's usually too stubborn to apologize at first but by the end of the day he'll try and apologize the best he can.

- One time Ella caught you two in your dorm and you made up some excuse that you guys were paired together for a project. She didn't really believe you.

- That one scene in Mean Girls where Gretchen is making out with Jason in the bathroom at a party and Cady walks in and Gretchen slaps him to make it look like they weren't just making out? Yeah that happened to you guys at a school party once. You apologized to him a million times about it.

- The second person to get suspicious was Morgie. He's the closest person to Hook so he started noticing the way he looks at you and how he stopped messing with you.

- If Morgie asks him about you, he immediately denies it a hundred times and tries to just brush it off.

- Eventually he can't hide it anymore and he tells Morgie. Morgie is supportive but promises not to tell anyone.

- Once Castlecoming rolls around you kind of hope Hook asks you but he never does.

- Eventually you try asking him and he doesn't seem too thrilled about the idea.

- You're not necessarily angry but you get a little upset, thinking maybe it's time for people to know but he doesn't seem so ready.

- Once he realizes you're upset, he's not sure what to do. But at Castlecoming he could barely keep away from you.

- So he very surprisingly asks you to dance with him, some people are surprised, Morgie and Ella specifically aren't shocked.

- He kisses you after the dance as a way to say that he doesn't care anymore about who knows.

- Afterwards though, the VKs immediately poke fun at him and laugh about it (In friendly manner)

- Uliana is a little protective of him so she kind of acts more intimidating towards you but Hook convinces her to stop picking on you specifically.

- Your friends were skeptical of the relationship at first, especially Ella, but eventually they come around and support you.

- After you two started publicly dating, it was PDA 24/7.

- Always a hand or hook on your waist, kissing, holding hands, flirting.

- You kind of become that one couple the school gets sick of for how in love you are.

- Still you guys argue a lot, especially considering how dramatic he is, but you always make up.

- He's like a crow and brings you shiny gifts whenever he can.

- On dates, he always out dresses you. Sorry.

[honeybadger16]

Enemies to lovers! Max Verstappen

Paring: Max Verstappen x reader

Warnings: smut, vulgar language, FILTH (you have been warned) (18+)

Word Count: 1.4k

A/N: I love an enemies to lovers trope, I hope you enjoy!

Growing up, your father worked as an engineer for Redbull and would invite you to race weekends.

The paddock was a familiar place growing up and you enjoyed the adrenaline racing brought on.

But there was one problem

You could not stand Max Verstappen

He was a hot head, rude, and vulgar at most times, so avoiding him was your specialty

However, you also wore shorter skirts and dresses hoping to catch the looks of a certain Dutch driver

You would never admit to yourself though

He, on the other hand, thought you were a spoilt girl who's main job in life was to make his life more difficult

Everytime he'd see you in the paddock he couldn't help but imagine how your mouth would feel on his or how your hands would feel on his chest and-

This irritated him

He was supposed to be focused solely on being the best driver possible in order to win the championship

But all his mind went to was how pretty you would look with his cock in your mouth

Or how he should just fuck you in the bathroom, against the sink, as a goodluck charm before the race of course

Post race, he would imagine your soft hands were wrapped around his painfully hard cock praising him for a job well done

After another victorious weekend for Redbull, the entire team went out for drinks and dancing

Deciding to have few (or more,,) drinks, the dancing got closer to one another

You could feel a pair of two strong hands in the back of you position themselves on your waist and their body press up against yours

With your new found courage you look behind and see Max staring intensely back at you, with eyes like a lion hunting its prey

Even if you had found Max to be a pain in the ass it was impossible not to stare at his soft lips

He must have been thinking the same thing as your lips connected together, only coming up for air a moment later

"Come with me now"

You didn't have time to respond as Max started pulling your hand towards the exit.

He opened his sports car and pulled you inside with him

Grabbing your face, Max kisses you with all the passion that had been bottled up for years

Moving past your lips he goes to your neck and bites and sucks, leaving marks you had to cover up the next day

He wouldn't want you to cover them

He didn't want anyone else ever producing the sounds- moans that are spilling out of your mouth right now

He removes himself off of you and starts the car

"We have to stop"

"Why?"

"Because I want to look at your pretty eyes when I fuck you against the bed."

After Max had given you the best makeout of your life, wetness had pooled in your panties

Deciding to mess with him, you start touching your aching pussy through the wet cloth

Only soft moans escaped your mouth, but that was enough for Max to turn his head around and notice what you're up to

"Naughty girl can't wait until we get home to touch herself, pathetic."

He replaces your hand with his own, and goes underneath the panties

"Fucking christ, your pussy is dripping wet, is it all for me?"

Both of you knew the answer, Max was just gloating

Rubbing up and down your lips, intentionally edging the outside of your clit, you start to get desperate

"Please! Max touch my clit I need it right now!"

Max being himself laughs and removes his hands from where you needed him most

He takes the fingers soaked with your wetness and shoves them in your mouth

"How do you taste my good little slut?"

You couldn't have responded with his fingers still shoved in your mouth, but no worries, he would taste you from your mouth later

The rest of the ride was a blur and ended with the two of you locking the door as Max starts pulling your dress off

His tongue invites yours in, and gives him a chance to taste you.

"Fuck I can't wait to lick all of you up"

He practically threw you onto his bed and removed your wet panties

"I'm keeping those"

He brings his face closer to your pussy, licking from the bottom all the way to the top, slightly sucking your clit

You start to grind your hips hoping for some friction, but Max grounds them in place firmly stopping any movement

"I need you to tell me what you want me to do my pretty slut"

"Please Max I need you to touch me there"

" I know you can do better than that, if you don't, I stop."

Max being a dick. What a surprise.

But you were desperate and horny, so you had to put your ego aside

"I need your mouth on my clit and your fingers inside me please!"

Max thought he was going to explode in his pants right there and then

Not wasting any time, Max began to lap up all the juices on your pussy and sucked on your clit

You felt your orgasm getting closer once he pushed two fingers into you and started curling them

You neared the very edge once you felt his mouth groaning against your clit

Looking down, he took his hard cock out and was stroking himself fast with the other free hand

With that image in mind you came all over his face and fingers

"Mm just like that you pretty slut, now you're gonna cum again on my cock."

Max lifts himself up and reaches for a condom when you stop him

"I'm on birth control and clean"

He doesn't waste time and begins rubbing the tip of his cock against your lips

Slowly pushing in, Max lets out a grunt while your breathe turns into an airy moan

He waits until you adjust to the size of him and slowly begins pumping in and out of you

To get even deeper, he hoists your legs over his shoulders and leans foward

This position makes you moan out Max's name as you feel him push against your walls

"Fuck baby keep saying my name, I want everyone to feel what a filthy slut you are for daddy"

He began to pick up the pace as he slammed into you, rubbing your clit at the same time

Not long after, you began to squeeze around his cock nearing the edge of your second orgasm

"Don't cum until I say so, okay pretty girl?"

You nod towards him as your mouth could not verbalize any words at the moment

Max went harder than before and turned your head to look straight up at him

"I want you to look at me while we cum together."

Your orgasms seemed to hit at the same time as both of you moaned and grunted through the ripples of pleasure coursing through your bodies maintaining eye contact with each other

Your mouths clashed together as an attempt to make less noise, but was unsuccessful

You could feel as Max cums hard inside of you filling you up with cum, nearly dripping out of you

Once a minute went by and both of your orgasms passed, Max pulls out of you

He dips two fingers inside of you collecting his cum and presses it against the opening of your mouth

You open your lips, allowing his fingers to enter and lick the cum off of him

"I'm going to cum again just by looking at you."

Once Max had his fun, he stood up and got a wet cloth and water for you

After such intense orgasms, both you and Max felt the air shift from steamy and sexy to apprehensive

As if, the both of you wanted to speak out, but wouldn't out of fear of being rejected by the other

Max starts first and asks you,

"How about I take you out to dinner tomorrow night?"

"Yeah that sounds nice."

Max looks relieved and gets up again, this time handing you one of his oversized Redbull sweatshirts

After putting it on, putting your head on Max's chest as he wraps an arm around seemed too natural, too easy

It scared you. For years you hated him and now you were nearly falling asleep on him

Admitting any feelings you had towards Max would be a tomorrow problem you said to yourself as you fell asleep to Max's soft snores

Maybe I'll write a second part?

[atinylittlepain]

Make It Better - A Joel Miller Story

Joel Miller x f!reader/f!oc

Joel Miller masterlist

Menstruating in the midst of the apocalypse isn’t exactly a breeze. While Joel can be a real guy about her period, he's always up for helping ease her pain, in whatever way he can.

warnings | 18+ SMUT, period sex, enough said

a/n | this is entirely inspired by a post I saw today from @psychedelic-ink in search of some good, sweet period fics about Mr. Miller. Voila, folks.

Men have it so much easier in the apocalypse. This was a thought that had occurred to her monthly for the last twenty years. Everytime her period came, she found herself woefully unprepared. You would think that FEDRA would start mass producing pads or something, but obviously there were no women amongst the higher ups, because no such relief had ever come. She had figured out a number of tricks over the years, slicing up the military-issued socks to make reusable pads, keeping an eye out for old tampax boxes on runs with Joel. He’d always get flustered when she’d wave a lucky, smuggled box in his face, muttering something about not needing to know about that while she just grinned from ear to ear with the knowledge that she’d be set for the next month. She and Tess would give him endless shit for it, trying to outdo each other in making him blush amidst all their womanly talk. 

She missed Tess endlessly, but had quickly drawn Ellie into the challenge of freaking Joel out with talk of the very normal, very human thing that was menstruation. He at least tried to be a gentleman about it, while still being a total guy about it too, asking her if she was feeling ok when he knew hers was coming up, but also sometimes pulling the “you on the rag?” card when she was being particularly short with him. 

When they got to Jackson, and Maria hooked both her and Ellie up with diva cups, it had been a game changer. No more makeshift pads, no more scrounging for expired tampons. Finally, some damn relief from the conundrum that was menstruating during the end of the world. Since they had settled into the community, however, and her and Joel had been sharing a bit more than just each other’s platonic company, Joel’s seeming unease around the topic of her monthlies hadn’t really dissipated. 

He had actually jumped in shock when she showed him how the diva cup worked one night in their shared bathroom, a twisted look of horror on his features as she folded up the plastic contraption before letting it snap back into form. His words came out as an incredulous gasp when he finally spoke.

“You’re telling me that goes inside you, like that?” She had to bite back a laugh at his reaction. 

“Pretty sure I’ve had far more inside me very recently, Joel.” A brutal flush crept across his neck and face at that, leaving him a stammering mess as he quickly stumbled out of the bathroom. It was just too easy.

Another time, Joel had come home from a patrol shift to find her in the kitchen, boiling the diva cup to sanitize it before the next time. He had sweetly come up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and murmuring into her neck, asking what was for dinner. Then he got a good look at what was in the pot. That time, he had let out a yelp, tripping back on his feet and looking at her like she had grown a second head.

“Godammnit, woman. What the hell are you doing?” She had fixed him with a look, huffing at his big man-baby antics.

“Joel, I have to clean it somehow.” His eyes were wide, a terror-stricken look on his face.

“Not in the pans we eat out of though!” He didn’t seem convinced by her cajoling that it was perfectly sanitary and after that night, she never saw that pot again.

One thing they could agree on about all this, however, was period sex. First and foremost, Joel liked to feel needed, like he could give something to her, so it took little convincing to get him between her legs under the guise of helping ease her cramps. He hardly cared about the blood, and she thought he also didn’t mind how sensitive she got during that time of the month either. His only stipulation? That the diva cup came out before he got anywhere near her. 

As usual, her period had started the night before, always the middle of the month. She and Joel had been together for so long at this point that he could clock it pretty well, the next morning looking in the bathroom cabinet in the spot where she normally kept her diva cup before turning to look at her skeptically, his face still groggy with sleep. She had smirked at him around her toothbrush before wiping her mouth and fully looking at him.

“Yes, Joel? Do you have a question?” His brows shot up his forehead before settling back into a furrow, he cleared his throat.

“Is it um, is it–” She quirked a brow at his stumbling. He finally spit it out though.

“Is it– in there?” She couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled out at his bashful look.

“You ask me the same thing every month and I give you the same answer every month. Yes, it’s in there.” His brow stayed furrowed as he rubbed the back of his neck, finally letting out a gruff hum before shuffling back into the bedroom. Some things never change. Why a man who had literally killed people with his bare hands couldn’t seem to get over the fact that she had a functioning uterus was beyond her, but damn, was it fun to watch him squirm.

She got home before him that night, having taken an earlier patrol shift. While she was certainly tough, having been out on the road for such a long time, she still got worn down by the requisite cramps that came every month and was currently in a world of hurt. She had once told Ellie that she’d trade all her non-essential organs for a bottle of midol. 

While not quite the same as painkillers, Maria had gifted her a bottle of peppermint oil for her cramps. Some of the women had been harvesting the wild plants and were beginning to distill them down for their medicinal properties, and apparently peppermint worked particularly well for pain. She took off her shirt and bra, not bothering to shuck off her pants before laying across their bed and rubbing some of the oil into her stomach, sighing at the instant relief that the cooling sensation brought. She let her eyes drift shut, enjoying the light tingling of the oil on her skin as well as the fresh scent of the peppermint, but was soon interrupted by the sound of heavy boots approaching the bedroom.

“Are you in– oh.” She cracked one eye open, taking in the sight of Joel standing over the bed, seemingly slack-jawed as he looked down at her. She couldn’t help but smile at him.

“Why does it smell like toothpaste in here?” She huffed at that, sitting up and handing him the bottle of peppermint oil.

“It’s for cramps, from Maria.” He looked at her then, and she was starting to feel warm at the way his gaze was wandering over her half-naked figure.

“You hurting?” She just shrugged, sighing as he stepped closer to let his fingertips skate along her collarbone. He leaned down to drop a kiss to her lips that she chased after to deepen, finally pulling away once they were both good and gasping for breath. Joel pressed his forehead to hers, his voice coming out hoarse.

“Can I help?” She grinned, gripping the hair at the nape of his neck and drawing her lips to his ear in a way that made him shudder.

“You sure can. But you better let me get up first. It’s still in there.” He was off her in a flash, hands up like he was surrendering to the period police. She couldn’t help the wicked laugh that came out as she jogged over to the bathroom to get fully undressed. She could hear him mumble after her retreating figure “fucking menace.”

Diva cup out, and towel in hand, she came back into the bedroom to find him shirtless, toeing off his boots and socks on the end of the bed. He paused in his movements when she stepped before him, completely bare. His face went totally slack as he took in the sight of her. Never gets old. He snapped himself out of it, swallowing thickly before looking up to her gaze.

“Lay yourself out for me, darlin.” His southern drawl was already getting slow and thick in a way that made her thighs clench. She did as he asked, laying down the towel before settling her hips over it and laying back against the pillows. He stood at the end of the bed, not taking his eyes off her as he peeled off his jeans. 

She had dipped one hand down to draw lazy strokes across her clit, already impossibly sensitive as his eyes bore down on her. She couldn’t help the whimper that ran through her throat when he slid his boxers off, his cock already hard as he crawled up onto the bed between her legs. Hovering over her, he rested one of his elbows by her temple as they met in an entirely sloppy kiss. They were both stubborn and it showed in the harsh tangle of tongues and scraping of teeth. He pulled away just for a moment to look down as his fingers dipped into her folds, drawing a long sweep up to her clit. She preened into his touch, hips already bucking up into his hand as he started to swirl his fingers around her clit.

“So worked up for me already, huh, pretty? Just need me to make you feel good, s’that it?” His voice was a low purr in her ear as he dipped his fingers down to her entrance. She whined as he started to thrust into her, his palm grinding against her clit in messy circles. 

“F-fuck, yes. Make me feel good, Joel. Wanna be good for you.” He dragged his lips up the arch of her neck, his murmurs sending vibrations through the tender skin.

“Always so good for me, darlin. Want you to come on my fingers, can you do that?” She was already embarrassingly close, clenching around his fingers with each thrust of his hand. All she could do was nod and bite back the shivering moans that were crawling up her throat. Joel dipped his head down to her chest, taking one of her peaked nipples into his hot mouth and she yelped out a broken curse at the feeling. There was a lewd pop when he pulled off her, resting his chin between the valley of her breasts as he watched her teeter over the edge of pleasure.

“Come for me, darlin. Show me how good it feels. Just let go.” The pleasure snapped in a jagged blur as she clamped down around his fingers, her hips jerking up into his hold. He worked her through it until she was starting to squirm in his hand, finally pulling his fingers away and wiping them off on the towel beneath her. 

She pulled him in by his neck for another kiss, her other hand sweeping down between them to palm at his throbbing hardness. He hissed into her mouth as her thumb swiped over his tip, smearing pre-cum down the length of him before lining him up with her entrance. 

“Want you, Joel. Wanna feel you, please.” He groaned into her neck before pressing his hips forward, both of them letting out broken sighs when his hips settled flush with hers. She drew one leg up, her knee hitching at his waist as he rolled his hips back before thrusting into her in one harsh stroke, quickly finding a pace that had her gasping out his name. 

“S’right, pretty. Keep saying my name– fuck– s’me who’s making you feel so good, huh?” She let out a whimpered “yes” to his question, her nails finding purchase in the tense muscles of his back. The pleasure was already starting to pool sure and heady at the base of her spine, her cunt fluttering around his thick length with each thrust. Joel seemed to notice, bringing his hand down between them to draw heavy sweeps across her clit. Her hips bucked at the sensation, a clipped cry bubbling from her throat. Joel’s eyes were fierce as he watched her crumpled expression of pleasure.

“Think you got one more for me, darlin. Be good for me. Come for me– fuck– need to feel you.” With a cry of his name she fell over the edge of pleasure again, spasming around his dick as he fucked her through the simmering throb. He wasn’t far behind, pulling out only to stroke himself a few times before he was releasing over her stomach. 

He hunched over her, his breath smearing across her collarbones as she lightly dragged her nails up and down his back, both of them trying to calm their racing pulses. Joel finally looked up at her, pressing a chaste kiss to the corner of her mouth that drew a grin from her.

“That feel better, darlin?” 

“Much better, but we really need a shower now.”

They showered together, and it was sweet, all tender touches and soft smiles. But she couldn’t help herself when they got out, wrapping her towel around her body and grabbing the diva cup, waving it in Joel’s face. 

“You wanna see how it’s done, Miller?” He visibly blanched at her words, already shuffling out of the bathroom as he muttered a few words.

“Nope. No, ma’am.”

[ja3mln]

NCT DREAM REACTING TO YOU NOT WEARING ANY PANTIES IN PUBLIC.

pt 1? (might post a pt 2 but its scenarios if this part gets a lot of attention)

cw: nsfw, using the word slut, public sex.

MARK

gets really flustered once he notices like literally a mess (which you find adorable). he doesn't know how to act at first and is a bit shy abt the fact that he's getting really turned on by it. he's a bit scared that someone will notice and keep asking if you're okay and if you want anything to cover yourself. but after a few times, when he finally get that you do all of this on purpose and you're teasing him his mind goes crazy and he doesn't really hide the fact that he gets turn on by it anymore. he can't help but be rough with you (which is rare) but you make clear that you love it.

RENJUN

he loves it. the first time it really surprises him and he's worried about it but now he can pop a boner just thinking about you not wearing any panties when you're on a date or just doing normal stuff like grocery. it always end up with a quickie in the bathroom like a blowjob or masturbating e/o or just a rough fuck at home. even if he really likes it, he always makes sure you're not uncomfortable.

JENO

it drives him crazy. like he could fuck you right here even if it's in front of a whole crowd when he notices it. he doesn't hesitate to discretely grab your bare ass when he have the occasion to. and he doesn't even wait to get home to fuck you. any place that have a minimum of privacy is ok for him. don't care about people noticing it (like just seeing a small part of your ass) and even takes advantage of the situation to show people that you're his once he knows that you're totally okay with him doing all of this.

HAECHAN

like jeno this man is obsessed with the idea of you not wearing any panties while you're doing your usual stuff like eating out or shopping. he loves teasing you about it and telling you how much he loves when you act like a slut. he also likes quickies in public places like bathrooms or changing rooms. can even start touching you under the table when you're eating out because he can't resist. he always makes sure you're okay with it ofc.

JAEMIN

he gets turned on but doesn't admit it at first. the first time, he will be very surprised and don't know how to act and it just feels like he doesn't like it. he's quick to reassure you that it's just new to him. after this first time he will sometimes check if you have your panties on bc even if it doesn't admit it he loves it (and you know it). when you both gets comfortable with it, he won't hesitate to tease you and grab discretely your ass when he gets the chance to and tease you a lot about it. he will always wait for the end of the date (sometimes he can't help it but bring you home as soon as he knows abt it) to bring you home and fuck you hard.

CHENLE

takes a lot of time for him to get used to this. like the few first times he gets surprised everytime, not only by you not wearing any panties but also by him getting turned on by it. he's shy about it at first but then get comfortable with it and start to like it more and more. he always make sure anyone notice tho, like always getting behind you when you stand up or do smth that could get you taught. likes to fuck you on the couch or against the wall as soon as you get home.

JISUNG

he becomes a mess. gets so so flustered like you get genuinely worried because of the redness of his skin and the way he stutter. he's so worried and always ask if you're okay and if you need anything. he loves it tho even if he's really scared of someone noticing. he needs a lot of time to get used to it but deep down he really likes it since the first day. he likes it when it's not frequent tho because it's really special for him. he will rarely try something in public like when he's really really horny and can't help it he will bring you to the closest bathroom and finger you or ask for a quick blowjob but when you get home he gets a lot more comfortable.

[quiveringdeer]

Random Smutty Musings about one Toshinori Yagi

written with chubby!afab folks in mind cause tis what I am and what I think in terms of most

additions gifted by the glorious @birds-have-teeth shall be bracketed by --

I was casually thinkin of Toshi while running errands today and how different his libido would be from his younger days.

Like that it probably wasn't uncommon for him to get hella aroused even with the slightest provocations --and also I dunno I just see him remaining a virgin until later in life cause saving the world is a big job and while he's personable and extroverted and maybe he ends up going on some dates cause he wouldn't know how to politely say no to folks, he never gets pretty far cause of whatever reasons.

And basically was just thinkin about how sweet it'd be coaxing him through some of his first experiences and then how needy he'd be after them but also not wanting to bother you aaaaaaall the time just cause his body has a ridiculous drive.

and then later on with the reunion, he's not as horny persay but he's so needy being so touch starved. And anytime you're together he wants to be touching you.

I dunno exactly how old he was when he got OFA but regardless this man is definitely a virgin until at LEAST mid-late twenties and honestly I'm more inclined to say early-mid thirties if that (which is when I'm hc meeting him in my lil daydreams)

Thanks to One for All he has a low refractory period (cause plot magic lmao), but cause he gets to rely on that he also just cums so fuckin easy and doesn't even try to hold it back--I mean he does cause he gets incredibly embarrassed, and the sensitivity can be a bit much but yeah

Just imagining eventually putting him through some stimulation "training", teasing and stimulating him in all the different ways and having him try to hold himself back, try to please you but also beat his own records. He's so so soooo overjoyed everytime you praise him for making it to a new standard

--him whimpering and groaning in that deep staccato voice of his--

He's got his eyes closed, face scrunched up, fingers clenching onto something and your eyes are on a timer you set as you lazily stroke his cock. He makes it past the time and you coo up at him about how well he did and he sucks in a deep breath and erupts all over your hand, trembling all over and then blinking down at you (why's he so fuckin tall even sitting down??) flushed and already murmuring sweet lil apologies

--And he’ll whine that you have to stop praising him because it’s making him cum faster and and and- --

which just has you laughing softly and complimenting how damn cute he is when he's all flustered!!!

he leans forward to try and hide his face in your hair. But you don't let him, casually capturing his chin with your non messed hand, giving him a chaste lil peck on his lips.

"Nuh uh, good bunnies clean their mess up first." You say before lifting your other fingers up to his lips. Somehow his cheeks flush even deeper and he casts his eyes to the side--since he can't turn away-- and opens up his mouth obediently, pink tongue licking his cum from your fingers.

More new to sex Toshi thoughts...

Toshi who is now assailed by his relentless libido ALL THE TIME. And how even after a really intense session that leaves you zonked out with that 'dead to the world' typa sleep, he dozes off a bit beside you but couple hours later wakes up hard as a rock again, humping against your ass like the needy lil bunny he is

he tries to stop cause you're asleep and he'd feel bad waking you up just because his dick won't chill the fuck out. and so he rolls out of the bed, to put some distance and goes to the bathroom hoping a cold shower will end his arousal

it doesnt. his body feels so warm that the freezing water barely registers. feeling out of options he figures he'll just jerk himself off real quick then be good to snuggle back against you until you wake up.

that plan doesn't work out either. his hand just doesn't do the trick anymore. and even using some of the shower gel to make his palm feel for soft like yours doesn't help as he's trying to imagine you jerking him off.

He's so frustrated and isn't aware just how loud his whimpers of desperation have gotten. Even over the spray of the shower, they're loud enough to make your subconscious believe something is wrong, pulling you from sleep.

You shuffle into the bathroom, bleary eyed and naked. Toshinori goes suddenly quiet when you open the door and sleepily rasp out his name.

"Toshi, e'rything okay?"

No. Everything is awful and he needs you desperately. He swallows down thick saliva that apparently leaves his mouth completely dry because his voice is a coarse, frayed bare thing when he finally utters, "Yes. Fine."

He presses his back against the shower wall, forcing his arms to his sides and palms against the wall as well. Hoping the frigid tiles will seep some sense and control back into his body.

Sleep is steadily releasing it's grip on your mind so you've become aware enough to notice there's no steam in the bathroom. Odd since you both appreciated nice warm showers.

"Is something wrong with the hot water?"

The tiles isn't doing shit to help him out. You've said in the past that you find his neediness cute and flattering, but even with you now awake, he feels like he shouldn't immediately start begging you to touch him just cause he can't help himself.

He's in his head longer than he realizes because without any kind of response, you've slid aside the frosted glass and were now staring at him with a worried expression.

Your eyes sweep his body, taking in the redness all over. You assume it's from the cold water cause you can immediately notice the temperature after opening the sliding pane. But then, maybe it's from something else because you're taking in the sight of his cock standing at full attention --even though Toshinori is bashfully trying to hide it with his large hands. As if you all hadn't been fucking in all kinds of angles and positions some few hours earlier.

"What are you doing?"

"I..." He's not really sure what to say. There's a lot but he settles on the simplest truth. Croaked out of his still dry throat, "I was, trying to make it go away."

In one swift motion, you're turning off the water and reaching out your hand. "Why not just jerk off?"

"I was. It doesn't feel as good as when you do it. I couldn't..."

Your brows lift in surprise as his voice trails off. "Awww," you flex the fingers of your outstretched hand, encouraging him to step out of the shower. "My sweet, Bunny can't get off without me now?"

One large hand engulfs yours as Toshi moves to awkwardly step from the shower. His other hand still trying to cover his impressive erection. A deep groan is his other response. Too embarrassed by his neediness and inability to make himself cum to attempt another worded response.

When he's fully out of the shower you reach for a dry towel and pull it around his body before pressing yourself against his chest. "Y'dont have to be embarrassed, Bunny. It was real sweet of you to try and take care of it all by yourself while I slept. You're always so considerate."

Your head tilts back, and Toshi recognizes the unspoken request for a kiss when you pucker your lips. He immediately obliges, wrapping you up in his arms now that the towel is covering up his shameful failure. The tenderness of his cool, chapped lips brushing over yours is a complete contrast to the swiftness of him pulling you closer.

While he's pressed his lips softly to yours, he waits for you to take the lead in the kiss. Letting you decide the depth and intensity, while he's just grateful to have your body tucked against his again.

And consider this!

somnophilia thoughts with this, telling toshi that the next time he's stuck in this lil dilemma he could use your body to get off, if he wanted to.

either rutting against your ass or fucking between your thighs.

even with permission though, I don't know if he would. if anything I feel like he'd just eat you out until you wake up. whether that's a few minutes or way longer. just content to feast on you and give you orgasms while you're still unconscious, grinding his cock down against the bed being the only attention he gives himself

like the image of waking up as your muscles tighten up, back arching a bit as your hands fist in that wealth of pretty blond hair, them long fingers of his pumping in and out in that perfect rhythm you taught him as his mouth sucks on your clit.

he moans against your cunt as you sigh his name all soft, body relaxing back onto the bed.

his fingers are still lazily working you as you look down to see him smiling up at you. face glistening with your slick, blue eyes dark from how blown his pupils are, so aroused by giving you pleasure

waking up to him actually fucking his cock between your thighs. Oh so close to where he really wants to sink that pretty cock of his into, but not so sure he wants to go that far, even with your permission. cause even this still feels wrong to him, that he's taking pleasure from this without giving you something equal or better in return.

but he's just gotten back from a long long day of heroing and you're already sound asleep.

braced himself up behind you, holding you close and nuzzling into the back of your neck as at first he's just casually grinding his hips against you. and of course it doesn't take much to get him fully hard, pretty cock leaking pre

you wiggle a bit in your sleep and he thinks maybe you'll wake up and he can fuck you properly but no such luck. but your legs do open and close in a way that traps his cock between your thighs. (maybe you're not so asleep as he thinks)

the pre is the only lubrication he has as his hips move, pushing his cock back and forth between your soft thighs. his hands move under the oversized All Might shirt you're wearing as pjs. you don't usually wear his merch and so it gives him a bit of a thrill when you do. He knows you love him, Toshinori, and while you don't fawn over him as a hero like the rest of the world does, he loves knowing you do like and accept that part of him to.

his lips nip, kiss and suck along your neck and shoulder as those big hands of his fondle and grope at your tits and tummy, just wanting to somehow have all of you in his grasp, his hot breath starts to beat against the back of your neck more quickly as your thighs squeeze down around him.

he's huffing out strings of nonsense words against your neck. affirmation of how good you're making him feel, how thankful he is that you've given him permission to do this. that you don't find him pathetic for needing to do this. how much he adores you. how much he loves you.

you're definitely not still asleep but pretending for the sake of your own fantasies. it feels so good knowing Toshinori is this desperate that he can't even wait until you're properly awake--not that he's caught on that you are now very much awake.

your hand slowly moves between your thighs, making a gentle curve that cups the head of his cock when it slides past the expanse of your thighs.

toshi gasps. his own hands squeezing where they hold you. his hips nearly stay pressed to the backs of your thighs as he focuses on making quicker more powerful thrusts as your hand curves more firmly around the part of his cock peeking from between your flesh.

he's so gone. trying to imagine he's fucking into the tightness of your pussy even though it's not nearly wet or warm enough to be.

but what finally tips him over the edge. makes him spill that big load of cum he's been holding in all day is when you groan out, "cum for me, Bunny."

his hips stutter and he releases. coating your hand, thighs and the poor sheets in a wealth of cum, whimpering against your neck as you jerk him off through the aftershocks of his orgasm

fin

[noremii]

Magic Hands (M)

Pairing: Jeno×Reader

Genre: smut, pwop (we going straight into the filth)

Warnings: fingering, slight daddy kink, mirrors, somewhat harddom!jeno, slight choking, squirting

How did you end up on Jeno's lap in front of a mirror, legs spread wide for him? You don't know either. But with the way his fingers drummed against your clit at a teasingly slow pace, it didn't matter how all this happened. Whatever was happening now being the only important thing on your mind. "So fucking wet baby- God damn" Jeno murmurs into your ear, chin rested on your shoulder having an intense stare down with you through the mirror in front of the both of you. The lustful look in his eyes only boosting your arousal even more. "If I continue this you might as well be a human fountain" he jokes. "Fuck, just put your fucking fingers in me Jeno-" his free hand goes up to your neck, wrapping his long slender fingers around it; pressing gently like a little warning. "Where did your manners go, angel?"

"Off on a vacation now hurry up! You've been teasing me for so long" you whine out, ignoring his gentle warning (for now); mostly frustrated with the way your boyfriend just wouldn't shove his damn fingers into your leaking cunt. "Shut it" he grits out, using two fingers to pinch your bud making you cry out, throwing your head back. "Impatient bitches like you don't deserve to cum. Do you want me to leave you here, jack off by myself in the bathroom while you try to finger yourself to an orgasm with those tiny little hands of yours?" Your mouth closes immediately knowing damn well he was right. He was absolutely blessed with the most beautiful hands. Long slender fingers being useful to reach into deep places you yourself could never reach.

"I'm sorry... " you mutter, avoiding eye contact with him through the mirror. His hand goes from your neck to your jaw, gripping tightly; forcing your head to look up, back into the mirror. "Sorry who, angel?"

"Daddy... Sorry daddy"

"Now this, is my good girl" Finally, his dips a finger into your hole. A moan leaves your lips at the intrusion. He pumps in and out slowly. Still teasing you, but at least he's giving you want you want.

It's better than nothing.

"Fuck baby, only one finger in and I can feel how tight you are-" He groans in awe. "Those 2 weeks without me really... tightened you up huh?" He drags his nose up your neck, stopping at your earlobe to give it a little kiss and nibble. The action making you drip more.

"God damn baby" he adds in a second finger, pace going faster just by a bit. Using his thumb to rub circles onto your clit. "Fuck Jeno... " you moan, head thrown back onto his shoulder. You place your right hand atop of his, holding on gently to not interfere with his movements.

Each pump of his long fingers dragging through your wet cavern drives you crazy. Jeno curls his fingers up experimentally making you let out a whimper. That small little noise makes Jeno's chest tighten, feeling his cock harden under his pants. "Look at you leaking around my fingers baby" he taps your jaw, eyes finding yours in the mirror once again. Even in the dim room that was coloured purple thanks to the neon lights on the wall, you could see the glistening mess way too clearly. Your pussy was totally covered in slick, so dirty...so messy. Everytime he pulls his fingers out, you could see the way they practically shined under the light. The longer you stared at yourself it the mirror, the filthier you felt. The way Jeno's large body trapped yours, his hands roaming around your body, touching you as he pleased. It was a total dream. A pleasant dream.

Fuck.

Jeno slips in a third finger, the stretch feeling more and more unreal. If you couldn't even take 3 of his slim fingers.... how would you possibly take his cock?

"Go faster... please" you beg, feeling breathless. Your gut turning, telling you of an incoming orgasm. "Why should I? I like this pace" Jeno replies, cocky smirk evident through the mirror. "Please, I'm so... so close" you cry out pathetically only boosting the ego of the man behind you. "Beg me more and maybe I'll comply"

"Jeno.. Please please please" you cry, voice becoming louder.

"Hm? what did you say?" he sings, licking your ear, left hand fondling your breast.

As a last ditch effort, you lift your hips only to grind down on him. Looking at him through the mirror with big pleading eyes that screamed fuck me. "Fuck me faster, Jeno" you take his left hand, pulling two of his fingers only to put them into your mouth. Tongue swirling around his digits, even biting down onto it gently.

A deep groan errupts from his chest followed by a needy sigh. The man behind you succumbs to your words, fingers pushing in and out of you faster just as you wished. Curling them up from time to time, dragging his nails gently against the fleshy walls. Jeno taking out his horny frustration on you, evident with the way he plunged into your loose hole. Hot tears spill from your eyes when you finally get what you want. The arousal in your gut growing stronger, orgasm on the tip of your tongue.

"So fucking filthy... Love you so much baby" Jeno moans, head rubbing against yours while a hand wraps over your waist. His palm rubbing your clit with every drawback of his fingers.

"I'm coming! I'm coming!" you scream. The sound of his hot pants fill your ear, desperate to bring you to your orgasm.

"Fuck!" arousal squirts past his hands, droplets landing on the mirror with a dollop of cum dropping from your pussy. "God damn baby did you just- squirt?" Jeno groans out. The sight of your wetness on the mirror and your fucked out face turning him on to the max.

"I guess I did" you laugh slightly and Jeno could only groan out loudly once again. The image burned into his mind, to be replayed over and over again the next time he jacks off alone. "Love you so fucking much baby" Both his arms wrapped around you, head snuggling onto yours. Hugging you tightly as if he didn't just give you the orgasm of your life. "Wait, I have one more thing to do" you say, the male behind you letting out a little "eung? " of confusion. You grin, turning around in his lap, spreading your legs. His eyes slowly travel down where you swipe a finger up your slit collecting your arousal. Jeno gulps.

Holding onto his jaw, you tap his lip with your slick covered fingers. His breath hitches, opening his mouth only for you to put your fingers inside. Jeno obediently licking your wetness off your fingers, eyes closing in delight when he tastes you.

You pull your fingers out from his mouth. "Love you, baby" You kiss his cheek. "Love you too, angel" and he pulls you into a deep kiss right after.

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[fandomfluffandfuck]

No thoughts just puppy steeb in rut

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Puppy 👏 Steve 👏 In 👏 Rut

Buckitty both loves and hates Steve in rut (as much as he could ever hate Steve) because he gets just- so puppy when he slips into his rut. Losing his head.

Steve growls and barks and pants and licks and drools and doesn't stop talking as he takes Bucky from behind, mounting and rutting into him. Instincts howling their pleasure at scratching that itch.

Steve ends up growling whenever Bucky tries to move, whether it's to get some fucking food so they don't die of starvation through his rut or to go to the bathroom or just to stretch his goddamn legs... Steve will growl. Accidently, of course, he just doesn't want his kitten wandering off. He needs him. He loves him and he really kind of wants to drown him in affection and love. Steve does a lot of barking and yipping and panting in addition to growling because words get hard, well, words other than the bursts of:

"Bucky, Bucky, Bucky, Bucky-",

"Oh, oh, so wet-"

"Ooh good, feels so good! Buck-y! You feel so good inside, hnng-"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

"Gotta- ngg, gotta just- mm, gotta fuck you, kitty, need to fuck you, please pleasepleaseplease-"

"Kitty- kitty, oh, ah, thank you, Buck, thank you kitty, couldn't- couldn't rut with, without you! Nngh!"

Or anything that's quick praise, thoughtless rambling that never goes past a few repeated words in a broken sentence. Im additon to running his mouth Steve always drools while awake and asleep in rut. When he tires himself out enough to sleep he drools and humps the mattress or pillows uselessly, dick never not hard and painfully red looking when in rut, the engorged tip dripping just like his excess spit glistening over his fat bottom lip. Even asleep, he's moaning low in his chest, dreaming of undoubtedly filthy things. Ans while awake there's a 90% chance he's drooling over Bucky, fucking himself stupid. Unable to shut his red, swollen mouth as he rocks his hips back and forth - he's not even thrusting anymore, he's too far gone for that - and making a mess over the back of his neck... if he's not leaving marks over his shoulders with his mouth. Licking then biting. Bucky sometimes accidentally stiffens up without meaning when Steve digs his teeth in enough for it to feel like he's being scruffed, which he hates, but it just makes Steve apologize- breathless and whiny with how his hole clenches around him. "Sorry, sorry, kitty, 'm sorry but- ah! Can't staw-stop."

'Cause thats the thing, when Steve's in rut he's desperate. He can't ever stop until his knot locks deep inside Bucky.

He can't stop even when it hurts, whining in the back of his throat with his eyes rolled back in his head, when he's so sore and so used but his instincts still howl at him to have his mate. His precious kitty. So he's gotta keep going. Keep rutting.

[ Also I saw this nsfw double pet play textpost a while ago but now everytime I get an ask about or think about puppy Steve and Buckitty I think about it... 🥴 ]

[havin-a-wee]

If Only She Knew

pairing: dad!harry x cheerleader!reader

word count: 4.2k

warnings: smut (fingering + unprotected sex), cheerleading position implies readers weight, 20 year age gap

hi! ive been having some really bad writers block but i wrote this and even though its def not my best work i like it enough to post it :) also, i totally didn't mean to imply the readers weight, i only realized afterwards, so im really sorry about that. also the age gap is kinda big, so if ur uncomfy with that you shouldn't read this <3

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“Geez watch where you’re going!”

You don’t even look up at the girl, recognizing her nasally voice easily from how annoying it is. You were nose deep in a book while walking down the school hallway, and of course your worst enemy had to be walking down the same hallway, at the same time, in the opposite direction. You are both at fault for the collision, considering Ella had her eyes locked on her instagram feed. But knowing the girl, there is no way in hell that she will take any responsibility, even though you are the one who has coffee dripping down the front of your white blouse.

Since middle school, Ella Styles has always hated you. You have never known why, but she seems to have a vendetta against you, and tries her best to make your life miserable. You never let her, always refraining from giving her the explosive reaction that she was looking for. And that makes her hate you even more.

High school is over in 2 months, and although you are going to miss the freedom of being a child, you most definitely won’t miss the people from the tiny town you’ve lived in since you were young. You’ve always been the type of person to have a small friend group, only 4 people in your circle. But that’s how you like it, because crippling social anxiety makes it difficult for you to meet new people.

“I- sorry.” You still don’t look at her, instead peeling the soaking wet top off of your stomach.

“You better be sorry.” She flips her blonde hair, ensuring that the fluffy locks hit you right in the face. You are lucky this time seeing as she didn’t take it further, because sometimes she would purposely embarrass you after small incidents such as this one.

Tears well at your waterline and you run into the nearest bathroom, pushing open the blue door and locking yourself in a stall.

After all these years of torment, Ella rarely was able to get to you. But sometimes, she does something that pushes you off the edge, leaving you with red, tear-stained cheeks. The final straw this time was her ruining your brand new shirt, the one you were anxiously waiting to debut at school.

But now there was coffee dripping down your chest and staining the bright white fabric. Your only saving grace is the cheerleading uniform in your backpack. In fact, you were walking to the locker room to change for practice, and then for the game at 6 tonight.

You had been excited for the game, knowing that Friday night games always led to parties and fun afterwards. You rarely go to parties of course, but the buzzing energy never fails to rub off on you. But now that stupid Ella had to go and mess up your day, you’re dreading seeing her smug face while she asserts her dominance as cheer captain.

You untie your top and rip it off in a haste, frustrated tears running down your face periodically. You could’ve put a jacket on and gone to the locker room, but Ella would be going there soon, and the last thing you want to do is run into her with teary eyes. She can’t know that you let her get to you.

You brush your hands down your uniform, pulling down the skimpy costume and stuffing your old clothes in your backpack. Once out of the stall, you pull your hair up into a high ponytail, reapply your lip gloss and walk back into the hallway, having already done your makeup that morning. You’re happy that it’s a home game today, because the home game uniforms are two pieces and the skirts are smaller than the ones on the away game uniforms. There is a certain someone you are looking to impress, and the way your tits spill out from the top of the outfit will most certainly help you in your mission.

It’s not like you need to impress him, because he’s shown time and time again that he finds you sexy no matter what you wear. And when he doesn’t tell you, he shows you, by pressing his hard on up against your ass after you just woke up, despite your messy hair and bare face.

However, he also loves when you tease him. And that’s exactly what you’re planning to do.

You sling your heavy backpack over one shoulder and trudge down the hallway, the old fluorescent lights practically blinding you on your journey. The locker room is dingy, smelling of cheap soap and Victoria’s Secret perfume. At least it doesn’t smell like the boys locker room, which smells like sweat and more sweat.

It's already bustling with people, your teammates scrambling to get ready in time as to not get yelled at by the coach.

“Y/N!” The familiar shout of your best friend Rose is like a breath of fresh air, and you bound over to her. She’s standing in front of your lockers, the two of you obviously picking ones next to each other. “Wait, why are you already changed?”

“The bitch spilled her coffee all over me,” you grumbled, your eyes shifting over to where Ella and her little goons are giggling.

“I keep telling you, anytime you want me to beat her up I will gladly do it.”

“Not that I doubt your abilities Rose, because I know you would have her on the ground in a heartbeat, but I can’t let you do that. She can’t know that she upsets me.” You lower your voice for the second sentence, irrationally fearing that she can hear you over the loud chatter echoing through the room.

“I still think you should let me beat her up, but you do you I guess.” Rose shrugged her shoulders and turned back to her locker, bursting out into laughter with you after a beat of silence.

The rest of the getting ready process goes smoothly, Rose distracting you from the girl side-eyeing you in the corner. Soon enough, the whole squad was in formation outside, and you have your hands on the shoulders of Rose and another girl named Bethany. You are a flyer, meaning that you’re the one who the bases support while you pose and flip in the air. Its a hard job, but you are one of only three girls on the team who is advanced enough at flying to be safe doing it in routines. One of the other three girls is Ella.

Ella is the flyer for the middle group, seeing as she is the captain. You are on the right and the other group is on the left. Luckily, Rose is a base in your group, so you feel a lot better putting your safety in the hands of someone you already trust with your life.

“ELLA! YOU’RE DOING IT WRONG!” Coach Habbiths voice is piercing, her angry shrieks bouncing off your ear drums. Ella audibly huffs, displaying her frustration with the critiques she has been receiving since we learned the routine weeks ago. That’s one of the biggest problems with Ella, she believes that she's always right.

Every single practice she has done a needle instead of a scale at the end of the routine. It's aggravating for everyone, and that frustration is amplified everytime she makes the same mistake over and over. “Alright, everyone down. group 1 and group 3 take five, Ella and group 2 stay on the field.

The team obliged to her instructions, and you are brought down from the air.

“Okay Ella, I want you to watch how Y/N does the last move, because she’s actually doing it correctly.” Coach is standing in front of you now, and she emphasized the word ‘correctly’. This is much to Ella’s dismay, and much to your excitement.

Nothing brings you more joy than seeing Ella’s face when you one up her, and this time is no exception.

Aside from a few eye rolls and nasty looks, Ella corrects the move without much fuss. By now there's 15 minutes until the game, and the players have been warming up on the field for about half an hour.

“Did you see her face!” Rose tugs on your arm while you walk back to the locker room, water bottles in hand.

“I know! I should’ve taken a picture!”

“We can only hope that it knocked her ego down a peg.”

“I doubt it” Rose nodded in agreement and you continued your chatter, talking about the random things that best friends talk about.

“It’s go time ladies!” You jumped in surprise when Coach Habbiths yelling booms through the locker room, the hefty amount of metal in the room enhancing the echo.

In a blur, your entire team rushed out onto the field, the crisp air cooling your warmed skin. There was a huge crowd. probably the biggest the teams ever had. But that makes sense, because this game was against your school's biggest rival. Luckily, despite the huge crowd you were able to lock eyes with those piercing green irises you have gotten to know so well over the past couple months. Everytime you see him he gets more and more attractive, and this time is no exception.

At this point, the teams routine is muscle memory and you’re done with it before you can blink. Most people would think that being thrown in the air is memorable, but your main concern is the growing wet patch on your panties that spreads each time you squeeze your thighs together. Just the thought of the man is enough to turn you on, and now that you’re sitting on the cold metal bench your imagination has time to go wild.

The only thing that snapped you out of your daze was the eruption of appaulause from the audience, and the realization that the other cheerleaders were standing up and running towards the players. You breath out a sigh of relief, recognizing the cheering as a signal that the game has ended.

“Hey, you coming?” Rose tugs on your arm, looking down at you still on the bench.

“Um, actually I don’t feel so well, I think I’m going to go home.”

“I should’ve known. You know, one day you’re going to have to go to a party.” Rose places her hands on her hips, giving you a sarcastically annoyed stare.

“And today is not that day.” You grab your backpack and sling it over your shoulder, turning back to Rose for a second. “Have fun and be safe.”

“I always do.” Rose places a chaste kiss on your cheek before turning back to the gathering crowd on the turf.

Instead of heading to the sidewalk and walking home, you duck under the bleachers and walk down the gravel path, pushing open the fence that separates the field and the school. The contents of your backpack slosh around while you sway your hips as you walk. Finally, you make it to the back wall of the school, leaning your back against it and plopping your heavy backpack down by your feet.

And now you wait.

Much to your convenience, the wait this time isn’t long, only five minutes passing before you see the familiar man following the same path you did earlier.

He has a pair of brown slacks on, pressing against his waist courtesy of his black belt. A button up white shirt hides the tattoos on his stomach, but he's rolling up his sleeves as he walks over to you. He's walking with intention, hungry eyes zeroed in on you.

When he’s only steps away, you cheekily bite your lip and use your finger to push up your skirt a little bit more.

Your actions have the intended effect, his eyes blowing wide and hands grasping at your waist.

“Y’can’t do that.”

Before you have a chance to ask what he means, his lips collide with yours, his tongue slipping in only moments after the initial kiss. But as soon as he started, he pulls away.

“Y’can’t be teasing me on the field like tha’, had me hard next t’my friends.” His hand is on the wall above your head, and his other arm is wrapped around your waist pulling you into his chest. He’s panting, and you are too.

“Sorry Mr. Styles,” you push your bottom lip out in a pout, giving him the most innocent look possible. “Just wanted to wear it cause I know how much you like it.”

“Aw, my babygirl wore this f’me? Well I guess y’can be forgiven. Now let’s get t’my house before I fuck yeh right on this wall.” He places a soft kiss to your lips picking up your backpack from the floor and turning to the direction of his car.

“But it hurts!” He turns around again, giving you a sympathetic look and caressing your cheek. The rings on his fingers are cold, but you’re used to the feeling.

“I know sweet girl, but I can’t take care of yeh here, s’too risky.” He pauses for a moment, thinking of a solution to your not so little problem. “How bout I give y’my fingers in the car? Hows that sound hm?” You nod eagerly, pulling his hand down from your cheek and holding it. He takes the signal and begins walking to his car while you follow him.

You never planned to sleep with your bullies dad. But a few months ago your parents dragged you to a family friends housewarming party, and that friend happened to be a friend of Harry’s too. There were no other teenagers there, so your focus was on the attractive older man who had been checking you out since you first locked eyes, and after ending up in the upstairs bathroom together the two of you have been fucking at least twice a week. You only learned that he’s a dad when you saw him for the first time outside the party. He didn’t look the part, and you actually thought he was in his 20s until he corrected you. He’s 38, having become a parent at only 20 years old. Your relationship is a bit taboo, but you’re a mature 18 year old and you and Harry get along well. So well that your time together has developed from casual sex to a mutually exclusive relationship. (Neither of you like labels, but you’re basically boyfriend and girlfriend).

He makes you really happy, and when you have to face off against Ella, it helps knowing that you have power over her, even though she doesn’t know it.

“Did she do anything today?” Harry is walking beside you, hands still intertwined.

“Besides spilling coffee on my shirt, nothing much.” Harry sighs in frustration and squeezes your hand as a show of affection.

“M’so sorry, I wish y’didn’t ‘ave to deal with her.”

The thing about Harry and Ella is they can barely be considered family. Ella’s mom is, for lack of a better word, a bitch. She’s snobby, conceited, and rude, and those behaviors have rubbed off on Ella. Another thing that rubbed off on her was her mom’s hatred for Harry. Being young parents put strain on their already struggling relationship, and they split before Ella’s first birthday. Harry said he tried his best to make it work for Ella’s sake, but her mom was looking for someone to pay for her life, and Harry had just started working his way up as a businessman.

Now, he’s a CEO, but luckily Ella’s mom already found a new beau with plenty of money, so she didn’t come crawling back to him. However, the success Harry achieved only a few years after their breakup made her jealous, and so she instilled that anger in their daughter. So currently Ella spends most of her time with her mother, and when she is with Harry she doesn’t treat him kindly.

“It’s not your fault Harry, you don’t have to apologize for her actions.”

“I know, I jus’ hate tha’ she treats yeh like that.” He sighs again, reaching into his pocket to grab his keys. In a few more steps you’re standing outside the sleek black suv, walking around to the passenger seat and sliding in once you hear the click of the door unlocking.

You both take a few seconds to breathe, an unspoken gesture to prepare for the night's events. Harry turns to you, a sexy smirk plastered on his face. “What d’ya think about fixin’ that ache darlin?” You nod eagerly, sliding down a bit in your seat to give your legs room to spread. “Think yeh can take off y’skirt fo’me?” Your head bobs once again as you nod, hooking your fingers under the elastic waistband and shimmying out of the skirt. While you’re doing that, Harry turns the car into the deserted street, using only one hand to steer.

You toss the tiny skirt into his lap, giving him a signal without distracting his eyes from the road. He reacts immediately, his free hand coming down to squeeze your thigh. You mewl at the contact and bite down on your lip, trying to stop your hips from bucking up in search of relief. His squeezes move up your thigh, and finally his fingers press against your weeping cunt. Swiftly, he pushes your soiled panties to the side, swiping his fingers up your folds collecting your juices. You shriek and buck your hips up into his hand, but much to your dismay he removes it from between your thighs. The car comes to a stop at a red light, and Harry takes the moment to look at you, his eyes wandering your squirming body. He’s practically drooling when he places his fingers in his mouth, tasting your sweet wetness.

“Sorry pup, jus’ needed t’taste yeh.” He chuckles again, and you whine softly in desperation. In one quick motion, he dives his hand back to your pussy, pressing his thumb on your swollen clit.

“Fuck!” The pleasure shoots up your spine, goosebumps raising across your body as he rubs circles on the puffy button. “Harry- please,”

“What d’ya want puppy? Want m’fingers?”

“Yes, yes,” you breathe out, words barely comprehensible through your panting.

“Alright, alright, I gotcha.” And with that his two fingers press into you, filling your tight hole perfectly. There is no hesitation before he begins pumping the digits in and out of you and his thumb never lets up on your bundle of nerves. “Such a needy puppy, got yeh soaking f’me from out in the stands hm?” His eyes are still on the road, but you can picture the lust filled eyes that are undoubtedly on his face.

“Get so wet jus- just thinkin’ about you,” you gasp, writhing as his fingers slam in and out of you.

“Yeah? This is my cunt, m’the only one who can make yeh this wet, isn’t tha’ right?”

“Only Harry.” At your confirmation he speeds his hand up, your vision clouding with white spots as the knot building in your stomach grows tighter and tighter.

All of a sudden, he pulls his fingers out of you, leaving you empty. “Wha-” You begin to question him but you realize that he’s pulling into his driveway. Instead of complaining, you sit up quickly and unbuckle your seatbelt, pulling your skirt back up your legs to avoid being nude on his front lawn.

As soon as you feel the little jolt your hand yanks on the handle and you hop out of the car. Your brain is fuzzy with need and all you are focused on is alleviating the aching between your thighs. You hear Harry lock the car while you're on the steps, and you turn back to ensure that he’s behind you. And sure enough, he’s hot on your trail, just as eager as you to get inside and onto his bed. Your foot is tapping on the ground anxiously, waiting for Harry to unlock the front door. After what seems like an hour, he is next to you again, fumbling with the silver keychain in his hand, eventually unlocking and pushing open the door. You both practically run inside, hands roaming each other's bodies and lips locking as you shuffle through the hall.

You disconnect breathlessly when you reach the stairs, subconsciously wrapping your hands around Harry’s neck so he can pick you up bridal style. He does so hastily, barely a second passing before he’s plopping you onto the fluffy mattress. “Finally,” he pants, hands fumbling with his belt buckle. There’s a prominent bulge in his trousers, and although you’ve seen it plenty, you are always in awe at how thick and big he is. While he’s busy removing his clothes, you are practically drooling at the sight of his bare cock, full, heavy, and dripping precome.

“Harry?”

He looks back down at you with his emerald green eyes, simultaneously dropping his recently-removed shirt on the floor. “Can I ride you?” The look he gives you is indescribable, a mixture of need, lust, cockiness, and beauty all rolled up into one.

“Whatever y’want puppy,” His hands scoop under your ass, and he lifts you up and switches your positions. Now it’s your turn to undress, and Harry makes himself busy by running his hands up and down your torso. “So gorgeous, y’know that?” You nod quickly then pull your shirt off of your head. “Most beautiful girl in the world I reckon.” You blush at the compliment, butterflies being added to the many sensations occuring in your body. You straddle his thighs, wrapping your hand around his length and tugging a few times. A loud groan rumbles through his throat, and you smile knowing you’re the one who made him feel like that. “Thought- thought yeh said y’wanted to ride me pup.”

“I do.” You keep your hand on his cock, sitting up on your knees and lining him up with your weeping cunt. All at once, your body is put at ease as his cock fills you up perfectly. He bottoms out inside of you, both of you moaning and groaning while you adjust. “So big-” Your words come out in choppy pants, the syllables being cut off by your heaves. You suck in one deep breath and move upwards, sinking back down onto him quickly. His large hands hold a tight grip on your waist, guiding you up and down his member. His lips attach to your neck, suckling on the supple skin just enough so that it doesn’t bruise.

“What a dirty little puppy you are,” he growls, eyes focusing heavily on where your bodies connect, watching himself disappear inside of you as you bounce up and down on his cock.

“Feel so full-” Tingles ricochet down every part of your body, and your legs are becoming weaker with each movement. Harry can feel your movement faltering, so his hips thrust upwards to meet yours, fucking you from underneath. “Harry!”

“I know pup, I know.” His thumb strokes your cheek and he leans in for another kiss, devouring your plump lips and swirling his tongue around yours. “So fuckin tight,” The words tumble from his mouth in a low growl, which sends the butterflies in your stomach into a frenzy. His cock twitches inside of you, encouraging you to muster all your energy and finish both of you off. Adrenaline kicks in and your strength returns, riding him faster and harder than before. “Let go f’me Y/N.” It only takes a few more thrusts for you to come undone, Harry’s orgasm following suit. The waves of pleasure roll through your body, and you throw your head back in ecstasy as you allow the feeling to overcome your body. Spurts of his hot cum cover your velvety walls and you ride out your orgasms together, resting your foreheads against one another.

You end up sleeping at his house, feeling safe knowing that Ella is staying with her mom today. It’s normal for you to sleep at his place, seeing as both of you are usually so tired that you pass out before you can leave. What isn’t normal is for you to be woken up in the morning by Harry’s phone ringing. Harry is a deep sleeper, and you laugh at the sight of him conked out while his ringtone blares on the nightstand just a few inches away. Carefully, you reach over his sleeping body and grab the phone, planning on hanging it up and going back to bed. However, when you saw that it was Ella calling, you changed your mind. Making a split second decision, you slide the icon to the right, holding it up to your ear.

“Hello?” Her whiney voice rings through your eardrum and you wince. Not the nicest thing to be woken up to.

“Hello,” you answer, your voice not reflecting the cocky grin that spread across your face.

“Who the hell is this!” she shrieks, and you make a mental note that she must not be a morning person.

“A friend of your dads.” Your response is once again calm and monotone, trying to stifle the laugh that is bubbling in your throat.

“Ugh! What’s your name?”

“Y/N. Y/N Y/L/N”

[peachycheeks14]

Desperate. Fuckboy!Jaehyun x Shy!Girl

Smut 18+. Another story

You feel yourself so excited to go to a party with your friends but you were more excited to see him. Jaehyun. A boy who was pure sex, a boy who you let took your innocence. Actually he invited you here, he also wanted you to come and you know why, to see you, to wreck you once again and more.

You didn’t know if it was a good idea , didn’t wanted to give him what he wants but all you can think about is how good he will make you feel like in your first time. You were so desperate for him, pussy clenching everytime you thought about him. So here you are ended up dressing cutely as always, wearing your favorite short pink skirt with a white t-shirt, maybe too simple for a party but you don’t care, Jaehyun is gonna like it anyways.

You came here with your friends, you don’t even know half of the people here, someone’s passing out, sweaty bodies dancing and smoking here and there.

“Hey, we’re going to get some drinks , you’re coming?” One of your friend says and all you do is nod but you don’t pay any attention to her , your eyes looking around for Jaehyun, before you find him, he is already looking at you and you get shy when your eyes meet. You run straight to where he was standing, staring at him and smiling. Many people were gossiping about how dumb you are running for Jaehyun, even letting him fuck you, but you didn’t care because you enjoy his company as much as he enjoys yours.

“Hi princess” he says tugging you by your waist into him. You hug him , burying your nose into his neck, enjoying his smell that gives butterflies to your stomach 🦋.

“Did you miss me?” He chuckles being surprised that you acted like this. Actually he thought that you will avoid him after that night but he liked the way you were desperate for him, asking for more.

You look up at him nodding, standing on your tip-toes to whisper in his ear “i missed you so much Jae, i think about you all day”

Jaehyun already feels how his pants are tighting, his bulge pulsating. One of his hand lands on the back of your bare thing rubbing it slowly almost close to your butt. You look at him with puppy eyes asking for more and Jaehyun can’t help but mutter “fuck” and grabs your hand putting it on his crotch making you jolt.

“I’ve been thinking about you too , doll” his hand goes up to your face and lands on your cheek gently rubbing it with his fingers. His lips close to your ear whispering “especially that tight pussy of yours” you can’t help but moan, once again you feel how your pussy clenches around nothing .

Jaehyun’s hand goes under your skirt rubbing your clit up and down with his fingertips looking at your face keeping a calm look while you grab at his shoulders whining a little.

“Please Jaehyun”

“Were you imagining my fingers inside you baby?” He asks you while intensely rubbing on your clit looking around if anyone’s noticing but honestly no one gives a fuck what’s going on so Jaehyun keeps doing what he did, “or you were imagining how my cock feels inside you”

“Please don’t tease me” you feel yourself so small next to him, he can easily break you. He grabs your wrist taking you to bathroom where you can be all alone and without annoying loud music. He presses you to wall kissing you like there’s no tomorrow, your breath hitches, you can’t think properly, you grab his shoulders like your life were depending on them.

“You didn’t touch yourself right baby?” He asks you while his hand goes under your t-shirt cupping your breast, squeezing making you moan. He takes off your t-shirt, hands grabbing your butt and squeezing them, slapping. You whine into his ear answering no, he takes off your panties leaving you in your skirt the way he likes it.

“I asked you a question” his hand slaps your pussy

“No, fuck, i - only want you to touch me” you almost cry, you don’t think that you can handle this anymore. So you grab at his belt and unbuckle it

“Good girl” he pulls out his cock , pre cum leaking, and grabbing your butt lifts you up against a wall. His cock lining with your entrance and without warning he is inside of you, both groaning.

He feels so nice , you only want Jaehyun to fuck you till death. He perfectly fits inside you that you can’t help but leave breathy moans. Everytime tip of his cock hits inside you, ball deep, you squeeze him.

Jaehyun groans looking at you, how your face scrunch in pleasure. “Fuck, your pussy is so tight, all for me right doll? You’re such a mess, i keep fucking you good and you’ll come back to me everytime right?” His hand goes around your throat slightly squeezing it. “Look at me baby”

You can’t look at him straight, scared that his gaze might burn you. Shying away you just close your eyes feeling yourself in the edge.

“Jaehyun, i’m so close fuck”

“Look at me on the eyes babygirl” he rubs your clit and thrusts harder and deeper than it was before making you moan his name over and over with high pitched voice.

Jaehyun manhandles you grabbing you everywhere

“Cum pretty girl, cum. God, i love destroying your fucking innocence”

“Cum inside me please, I want it” you hug him and you both crying in pleasure realizing sweet relief. Your legs feel sore and jelly. Jaehyun helps you to dress up, leaning against sink grabbing your hand and pulling you into his embrace. His hands cup your cheeks , kissing your lips. “Gosh you’re so tight and small” .

“Jaehyun!!!” You’re embarrassed whenever he says something like this, like it was not him destroying your pussy 5 minutes ago.

“What? That’s true. You’re so cute, i love watching you lose yourself when you’re close to cum, and i’d like to watch it once again at my place, in my bedroom” he whispers , grabbing your butt, giving it a little squeeze.

“You want me to go to your place?”

“I want you to go to my place and let me fuck that pretty mouth of yours” he licks your neck and you feel how wet you’re starting to get. Again.

“Okay” you leave a barely hearing moan anticipating the best night in your life, where Jaehyun fucks you raw.

[sleepysnk]

I'M LOWKEY IN THE MOOD FOR SOME FLUFF SO I DECIDED TO MAKE THESE HEADCANONS. i hope you guys enjoy! <3

Pregnancy Headcanons

Characters: Reiner, Porco, Colt, and Zeke

Warnings: Mentions of NSFW, pregnancy, birth

Reiner Braun:

- ohh boy, now let me just say this man has a breeding kink so you've definitely have had some pregnancy scares before. it was kind of common 😳.

- now when you started feeling sick one day, you instantly were concerned. Reiner noticed the change in your behavior as well. You seemed more tired, you barely slept, and worst of all you threw up a ton. it was a lot more than usual as well.

- Reiner didn't know what was wrong, he was scared to lose you.

- that's when it dawned on him that you two had sex weeks prior, without a condom. he was freaked out because he wasn't sure if you had forgotten. he decided to go to you about it and he explained that you should take a pregnancy test.

- you thought the idea of you being pregnant was ridiculous, but you gave in and took the test.

- when it came back positive, your whole world just stopped. you were pregnant with Reiner's baby.

- when you told him he was absolutely ecstatic. Reiner was excited to start this new chapter with you and assured you that everything was going to be okay, and he'd be by your side through everything. he was very helpful in getting what you needed.

- you found out you were about 6 weeks along at the doctor's office, and you two couldn't be happier.

- Reiner is very protective of you already. with you being pregnant, he is now 100x more protective than before. HE HAS HIS EYES ON YOU 24/7. whenever you go out, he goes with you. he was always around in case of an emergency.

- lowkey into pregnancy sex

- the symptoms were the worst, Reiner would wake up some nights to you going back and forth to the bathroom or throwing up at certain smells of foods. he was there for all of your mood swings and odd cravings 😭, he would always laugh whenever you would run to the bathroom having to pee.

- Reiner absolutely falls in love with your pregnant belly, there's just something he loves about your belly being so big. he always has his hands on your bump <3.

- both of you would argue over gender, Reiner wanted a girl and you wanted a boy. eventually you found out you were having a girl, and Reiner felt like a total bad bitch 😭.

- Reiner would have Bertholdt come check in on you often if he's at work, or he'll send you a text asking how you're feeling. he understands how some days you can have terrible morning sickness and that you need some love.

- he'll massage any part of your body that's sore.

- Karina was excited to be a grandma, she would often invite you over to ask how you were feeling. she was a huge help for you and Reiner during the whole process, she practically acted like you were her daughter.

- Reiner would so make a nursery by himself 🥺, he'd do it all within like two days and you'd be so impressed by it all. he wants everything to be ready before your little one comes home.

- when your water broke, Reiner was absolutely a total mess. Bertholdt and Annie had to calm him down, he was so scared.

- it was hard for Reiner to watch you cry in pain, he was a total mess at the doctor's office he had to walk out of the delivery room. eventually, he came back and watching you give birth was one of the most beautiful things he got to watch.

- HE WAS SO EMOTIONAL WHEN HE HELD HER 🥺🥺🥺. HOLY SHIT THIS MAN WAS A SOBBING MESS.

- god pls give this man a baby, he is such an amazing father.

Porco Galliard:

- Porco is always one to notice odd behavior or changes in your usual routine. he's very observant and blunt, so expect him to question you a ton whenever something seems out of the ordinary for you.

- when you started feeling sick, Porco found it odd. he hadn't seen you this sick in a really long time and it kind of concerned him being honest, he was scared that you were seriously ill. he would hold your hair back everytime you threw up your food. it really worried him.

- Porco overthinks A TON, he thought you were dying or something.

- that's when Porco decided to take you to the doctor. the last straw hit when you practically almost passed out when you were working out, he basically forced your ass into going to the doctor.

- you explained your symptoms to the doctor and after a few tests, you found out you were pregnant.

- hearing those words made Porco genuinely shocked, but he was so excited and happy. he told you he'd support whatever you wanted to do and after some talking, you both decided to keep it. he assured you he wasn't going anywhere and he was going to take care of you and your baby.

- Porco definitely goes overboard with it all 😭, mans would barely let anyone even breath next to you. he is so defensive over you and the baby, he's just protective like that. he sleeps with one eye open practically.

- dealing with the symptoms were a lot to handle at first. Porco wasn't sure what would trigger you to vomit or what would piss you off. you told him not to worry about anything and that you'd be okay, of course he's a stubborn little shit and just pouts but you find it to be adorable. he laughs when you have to pee 500 times a night.

- he loves the bump, he always pokes it for some reason and laughs.

- Porco wants a girl so bad. he literally tells you how much he wants a daughter and that's what he ended up getting. he found out you were having a girl and he was absolutely ecstatic, he was so ready to meet her.

- Marcel would probably come around if Porco was out working or he wasn't able to be at home. sometimes he'd send Pieck to check up on you if you weren't responding to him quick enough. this baby is so concerned over every little thing 😭.

- Porco would carry you around everywhere if your feet were sore. he knows how sore your body is so he'll carry you around the house.

- his family was very excited for the two of you, his mom was so happy to finally have a baby coming in the family. she gave you tons of advice and she gifted you with a ton of items for the baby.

- Porco asked Marcel to help him with the nursery, he didn't have any clue where to start and your due date was approaching faster than he could even blink. it took awhile, but they ended up making a really cute and pretty nursery. Porco felt like a proud dad in that moment.

- when your water broke, hell on Earth happened.

- Porco wasn't even there when it happened, you were with Pieck and it broke. when he got the call he went absolute ape shit and ran out the door, he literally zoomed to the damn hospital.

- he became so worried about you 🥺, seeing how uncomfortable you were and how much pain you were in made him so scared. he stayed by your side as long as he could so he could somewhat make it a little less painful.

- it was really late when you finally gave birth and Porco was awake for all of it. he couldn't fall asleep without seeing you give birth. it was so beautiful to him.

- UGH HE WAS SO EMOTIONAL. you hadn't ever seen Porco cry until then and it made your heart so happy.

- he'd literally fall asleep with her in his arms <3.

- UGH I LOVE HIM SO MUCH.

Colt Grice:

- okay this soft baby is always one to know when something feels off with you. he always has that gut feelings you know? it always bothers him until he asks you what's going on.

- you started feeling really sick and Colt being the giant baby he is, he got really scared and worried about you. he watched as you would run off to the toilet and vomit whatever you ate, he thought you had food poisoning. he noticed how exhausted you were, mans was so scared for your safety.

- like Porco, Colt is an over thinker. he legit thought you had some disease.

- one night he decided to just scoop you up and take you to the doctor. he couldn't handle watching you randomly vomit or almost pass out, he was scared one day you'd get even sicker, so he took you in.

- the doctors were concerned after hearing your symptoms, so they ran some tests. the tests revealed you were pregnant.

- Colt was shocked as shit, but he was so fucking excited and happy. he literally almost fainted from hearing the news, he wanted to have a baby with you for a pretty long time. he was open to your options though, but in the end you both agreed to keeping it.

- Colt is very reassuring, especially in this scenario. he reminds you that he will be here every step of the way and he isn't going anywhere. this is a process you'll be taking together, not just you.

- this baby will do anything he needs to do to keep you both safe. he holds your hand a little tighter when you're out and about, or he'll keep his hand on your small bump. he became protective overnight.

- he actually manages your symptoms pretty well, he'll make sure he has water ready for you after you throw up or he'll make you something to eat that'll ease your stomach. he keeps up with the weird cravings or the mood swings. Colt does a lot to make sure you're okay and comfortable.

- he is obsessed with the bump, he loves pressing kisses against it 🥺❤.

- Colt wants a boy so bad, he wants to teach the little boy everything. HE JUST LOVES THE IDEA OF A SON. after heading to your ultra sound, you told him he was getting a son and he lost it. he was so excited.

- he would probably have Falco come over and watch you 😭, yes a 12 year old. Falco keeps you entertained and he asks you about the baby a lot plus he knows what to do in case of an emergency.

- Colt would be very comforting, he understands completely how some days you can feel irritable so he tries his best to make you feel better. he'll run relaxing baths for you, kiss wherever you feel sore, etc. mans is really built to take care of you while you're pregnant.

- his family was absolutely ecstatic when they found out. Colt actually had some background knowledge about babies, his mom was pregnant with Falco after all. he kind of picked up on a few things as a kid, so expect him to know what he's doing. his mom was very supportive and helpful too.

- Colt is a damn handy man, he knows how to build a nursery. he basically told you to not worry about a damn thing and to go relax. when you came back the nursery was so pretty and adorable, you fell in love with it.

- when your water broke this man freaked the fuck out, he was in panic mode.

- Colt was freaking out at the hospital, he literally couldn't keep calm. he paced around the waiting room, Falco had to literally force this man to sit down and relax.

- seeing how much pain you were in broke his damn heart, he tried his best to calm you down and male you feel at least somewhat comfortable. he assured you this would be over soon and it'll all be worth it to see your baby.

- when you finally gave birth, he was astonished. he thought birth was such a beautiful thing and watching it made him so happy.

- he was such a sucker for this little boy, when he held him for the first time he was so overcome with emotion. he fell in love on the spot and literally kept him all to himself 😭.

- he is the perfect dad ugh.

Zeke Jaeger:

- Zeke has a serious breeding kink so you've definitely have had some pregnancy scares in the past. nothing he isn't used to, the tests usually came back negative anyway.

- you became really sick over a course of two weeks and it was extremely out of the ordinary for Zeke. he noticed how you slept in a lot longer, your eating habits changed due to your vomiting, you had to pee a lot more than usual. the #1 thing he noticed was your period had oddly been late. he thought you were you were seriously sick.

- mans was scared okay?

- that's when it dawned on him that all your symptoms were involved with pregnancy. he realized the timeline when you both had sex and when you got pregnant lined up perfectly. Zeke decided to get you a pregnancy test, he told you he felt like it was the best option.

- you took the test nervously and it eventually came back positive.

- you told Zeke and he was shocked, he was so excited for this new chapter. he was literally on board for anything you wanted to do.

- Zeke would come to every ultrasound, he assured you that he was going to be by your side for everything. he got you anything you needed, mans would rush out the damn door to get you anything you asked for.

- he takes care of you pretty much whenever he can, if you were feeling sick he'd stay in bed with you until you were feeling ready to get up. he'll cuddle up with you all day if he has to. mans is also very protective and defensive over you, if anyone is giving you some weird side eye he'll literally protect you with his damn life lmao.

- Zeke manages with your symptoms pretty well, he hates watching you throw up. he knows how uncomfortable it can be for you and he always holds your hair back, or he'll have something prepared for you to ease your stomach. he hates the mood swings the most 😭, he also hates when you get up 500 times to piss. he makes fun of you all the time.

- don't even get me started on the bump, he loves it. sometimes he'll poke it randomly and start laughing.

- Zeke wants a girl so bad. he literally loves the idea of having a daughter, but he didn't get it. you told him after your recent ultrasound you were having a boy. he was a little disappointed, but he was still happy. he gets to teach the little man how to play baseball <3.

- Pieck comes over when Zeke isn't around to check in. he is always really worried about you, so whenever he gets that gut feeling he'll send Pieck right over to make sure you're fine and that she can tell Zeke everything is cool.

- like i said earlier, he's very comforting. he knows how to take care of you especially on your bad days.

- his family is really happy for you both, his mom helped you a ton with the whole process. Zeke is a bit older so he kind of knew a bit about babies since Eren is his step-brother. he picked up on some shit when Carla was pregnant, even then his family gave you tons of advice.

- Zeke had no clue how to make a nursery, he had to call up his god damn dad for help 😭. Grisha was absolutely in for it, and he did exactly that. the two spent hours building the nursery and it came out really well.

- into pregnancy sex.

- when your water broke, holy shit it was like hell on Earth. Zeke didn't even know it popped since you were out and about when it happened.

- he actually was pretty calm, he wasn't freaking out or running around like a mad man. he was very chill and relaxed waiting for the doctors to come and let him in the delivery room.

- seeing you screaming in pain was hard for him to hear, you were struggling and there wasn't much he could do. of course he'd hold your hand and remind you that you're going to be okay, even if you screamed at him telling him to shut the hell up 😭. Zeke was like 😀.

- when you gave birth, oh wow he was so shocked seeing how a vagina can push out a baby.

- when he held his newborn son he was so happy, he almost cried but he felt so proud. he literally was in love with his son and he couldn't be happier.

- PERFECT DAD YOU CAN'T CHANGE MY MIND.

[hops-hunny]

Those Bloody Girls

Pairing: Neville Longbottom x Beauxbaton!Reader

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 2.2k

Request: “I couldn't sleep soooo

Neville absolutely worshiping his beauxbaton gf but his friends think he's full of shit when he tries to tell them about how fucking gorgeous and fantastic she is. And everytime he tries to introduce her to his friends something goes wrong and his friends end up looking at him like he's crazy cuz he's introducing absolutely nothing but air. And separately she has been accidentally meeting all his friends one on one, helping Ron pick up his books in the hall, cleaning off some soot from Seamus face because he looked rather silly, encouraging harry before one of his quidditch matches/Triwizard trials etc and all the while they have no idea that's Nevilles wonderful gf and they all develop a crush on her never telling each other anything so when they finally meet her it's hilarious 😂

-🦡”

Summary: The request says it all

Warnings: None!

A/N: This was such a fun idea. I loved writing this all hail 🦡 anon.

If there was anything Beauxbaton girl's were known for, it was their beautiful looks. They were graceful and diligent, each one graced with the face of an angel, and Neville just so happened to have the prettiest one. They had met during the summer by a complete chain of accidents resulting in one of the greatest blessings he could've ever asked for. Neville was lucky and he knew it, never letting anyone forget.

"Oh bullshit! You're saying she's got a cute face, nice waist, and she can bake? Ha! I'll believe it when I see it, Nev." Ron snorted, Seamus nodding along with him.

"Yeah you expect us to just believe a girl from Beauxbaton of all places chose you? No offense Nev but Beauxbaton girl's have standards and none of us Hogwarts boys meet em." Seamus said, shrugging as he continued to throw rolled up bits of paper in Dean's hair (who still hadn't noticed.). Neville rolled his eyes in irritation, looking to Harry and Dean as well but for once, they were on the same page as the other two.

"Sorry Nev. It's just, a Beauxbaton girl? And from the way you describe it, the most beautiful one in her year if not school?" Harry said, giving him a sympathetic look. 

"Yeah mate. You've gotta understand where we're coming from." Dean chimed, turning his attention back to the assignment in his lap. Neville groaned, glaring at his friends.

"You guys act like I haven't tried to introduce you to her! Every time I try to you guys go and get yourselves into something stupid or I end up busy. Let's all agree that Friday you will meet her, no matter what." the boys all nodded in agreement, not really thinking much of it. After all, there was no girlfriend but if it'd ease his mind, they'd show up.

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Ron swore angrily, rolling his eyes in frustration. It was just his luck that he'd drop all his quills and the massive scroll of paper rolling away with his bits of sanity. Normally he'd just collect them and go on with it, not really worrying about time but for once in his god damn life he had made an effort to study for the exam he had next hour and if he was late? All that bloody time would be wasted! However, his worries began to fade as a small manicured (s/c) hand began to gather his quills. His eyes widened as he looked at the girl, mouth gaping.

She had (h/l) (h/c) hair that was an even more vibrant (h/c) in the afternoon sun. Beautiful plush (s/c) thighs (that he'd like to see more from under that little skirt), and not to mention the most beautiful set of (e/c) eyes he had ever seen. But when she smiled? Oh when she smiled, he was hooked. The little emblem on her shirt confirmed his suspicion. Beauxbaton. However what he did miss was the words that were currently leaving her mouth.

"I'm sorry...what?" he asked, causing a giggle to erupt from the girl's mouth. She smiled, handing him the quills that he had dropped.

"I said it's a shame that this happened to you! I hope you aren't too late. I have a free period so I'll carry these to your class for you!" she offered, silence falling over them as he continued to stare at her in awe. His face flushed as she cleared her throat, looking at him expectantly.

"O-oh! Right, yes, thank you. That'd be helpful." He offered her a small smile as he began to walk. The entire time of the walk there, she helped him by quizzing him on the subject and by the time he got there, he felt like he remembered everything!

Everything but asking for her name. He felt like an idiot but for once, it wasn't because of school.

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Seamus sat at the cauldron, focusing on the ingredients list. His partner had decided from every other time in potions, that he wasn't allowed to touch anything. They had a perfect grade and didn't want it to be ruined from the likes of him. However, he was growing restless. It couldn't be too hard...right? Wrong, so wrong.

He dropped in a few spider legs, stirring counterclockwise like the book had instructed. However, as it turned an angry red and bubbles began to form, he knew that he had screwed up big time. He tried backing away but it was too late, the potion had erupted in a large explosion, black soot coating his face and hair. Everyone in the class turned to look at him, some laughing while some were utterly annoyed. This was such a common thing that it was a miracle when he didn’t blow something up. He flashed Snape a bright smile, ignoring the way the vein on the man’s forehead twitched and juttered in annoyance.

“Class dismissed.” he seethed out. Before he could issue a punishment, Seamus ran off down the hallway ignoring the harsh yells of the potion’s master. He continued to run and run until he accidentally bumped into a group of girls sending him straight to the floor. His face turned rouge with embarrassment as they laughed at his scuffed appearance but a divine voice broke through the laughter.

“Leave him alone guys! You all go ahead, I’ll catch up with you later.” she said, pushing her friends to go ahead in the other direction. Seamus looked up, admiring how beautiful they were but especially the (h/c) haired one in the middle of them all. She was a walking sculpture, a painting straight from the louvre. She was..

“Hot.” he blattered out, not even realizing his words. His eyes widened as he stood up clearing his throat. Luckily for him she hadn’t heard him, causing him to look up to the ceiling and give a quick thank to Merlin himself. She looked back at him, frowning slightly as she observed the soot on his freckled face. Her eyes lit up as she reached into the small purse on her shoulder, pulling out a silk fabric.

“Can’t have you going around looking all silly! Come here.” she said, motioning for him to lean down. He did so instantaneously, cheeks turning even more red as she licked the small fabric before beginning to wipe at the mess on his face. It was an action his mother had done multiple times but for some reason, he found this to be far more endearing. Her face was close to his, giving him a good look at the light layer of gloss on her plump lips. He couldn’t help but wonder if anyone had ever kissed them before, if she had ever had them wrapped around a-

“All done! I can’t do much for your hair but it’s not that noticeable. I have to get going though, bye!” She said flashing him a smile before walking away. When she was out of sight, he couldn’t help but wonder if that had even happened. Did a beautiful girl really just hold his face and clean it...out of the kindness of her heart? Was it truly possible for someone to look so perfect and act so kind? He didn’t know but he surely did wanna find out. He smirked to himself, standing up straight as he walked down the hall.

“She wants me.”

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Harry splashed some water on his face, running a shaky hand through his hair. No matter how many times he’d hop on that broom, zooming around in the sky with the intent to win, he always got painstakingly nervous before a match. He observed his appearance, grimacing at the sickly green undertone to his face. Was he going to puke again? Didn’t matter, he didn’t have time. Sighing he walked out the bathroom, sneaking to observe how many people were in the crowd. His eyes began to wander to the Beauxbaton girls, admiring how pretty they were in the stands. However, what he wasn’t prepared for was for a pretty face to walk over to him, placing a hand on his shoulder.

“Harry, right?” she asked, a gentle smile on her stunning face. His breath hitched as he felt himself be taken by a new set of nerves.

“R-right. Yeah that’s me. I’m, I’m Harry.” he internally kicked himself. How embarrassing. One of the most lovely girls he had ever seen and here he was, making himself look like a fool. His nerves were soothed some when he heard her laugh, a sound like beautiful Christmas bells.

“I think we already established that.” she said, grinning even more. She patted his shoulder as she looked at him, eyes full of sincerity. “No need to be nervous. I’ve heard you’re one of the best players on the field! Do your best out there! I’m rooting for ya.” she began walking off, flipping her Gryffindor scarf around her shoulder. Whether she meant rooting for him personally or the team didn’t matter. A determined look took his face as he began to make his way to his team. He was going to win this, for her.

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Friday came around quicker than any of them had expected, not like it mattered to them. They all sat around looking at each other, a shared thought running through most of their heads. As if Neville could hear it, he groaned standing up angrily.

“Guys! I swear she’s real! She’s just running a bit late, she’s horrible with time management. Plus, she’s well known amongst her peers so she’s always getting asked to help with things.” he grumbled, staring at them with disdain. 

“Nev, it’s okay you don’t have to keep lying. We’ll get you a girlfriend since clearly you’re going mad thinking that you have one.” Seamus said, prompting the boy to throw his textbook at the boy which hit his head with a loud thud. They all looked up as peach colored owl flew in, dropping a note into Neville’s hand. The boys set up a bit straighter, unfamiliar with the owl. The boy’s eyes scanned the page, taking in the words before nodding.

“Alright, it seems she wants us to come to her. She’s by the fountain in the courtyard! That’s cute, she forgot she was supposed to come to me.” he chuckled fondly at the thought of his forgetful girlfriend before turning to walk. His friends still sat on the couch, stunned that this girl might actually be real. “Well don’t just sit there, let’s go!”

All of them scrambled up and began to follow their lanky friend, mumbling amongst themselves.

“No way. Do you think she’s real?”

“Well I’ve never seen that owl!”

“This is insane. Okay if she’s real, she definitely can’t be as hot as he said she is.”

“Yeah probably one of the more...unsightly Beauxbaton girls.”

Wrong. Terribly wrong. Th-that was her? It couldn’t be. However, as the girl’s big doe eyes lit up it was slowly becoming a big possibility. And as she ran to him, jumping into his arms, that possibility became reality right in front of their eyes. Neville leaned in kissing the girl, holding her up in his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck, smiling into the kiss as she pulled away. Her eyes turned to the group of guys, surprise taking over her face. Neville looked back and forth between her expression and the one of his friends.

“You guys alright?” he asked confusedly, setting the girl back on the ground before pulling her into his side. She eyed them carefully before tilting her head.

“Have we met before?” 

“NO!” they all shouted in unison. They all turned to each other in confusion, stepping away from the happy couple.

“You met her too?!” Harry whisper shouted, eyeing the other two. Ron nodded frantically, unable to respond verbally due to the shock and queasiness overtaking him. The beautiful girl from Wednesday was Neville’s girl? Life was not being fair by putting that bird in his hands.

“Like hell I did! She was practically all over me.” Seamus exclaimed, all of them turning to look at the girl who had a lovesick look on her face as Neville rambled on about something. 

“Okay now that one I doubt. I can’t fucking believe this. I’ve been thinking about her all week.” Ron groaned out, crossing his arms angrily. Harry nodded in agreement, grabbing the flask that Seamus had pulled out taking a big swig of it.

“You’re telling me. I did a lot more than think about her if you know what I mean.” Seamus mumbled, eyeing the girl’s rear.

“Sadly I do and I wish I didn’t.” Harry grimaced as the gruesome image popped up in his head. “Come on, we better head back over before they think something is up.”

“My bunny says she met you all earlier in the week! How come you didn’t tell me?” he questioned, watching as the boys practically drooled over her.

“I dunno sorta...slipped my mind.” Harry trailed off, eyes dragging along her exposed midriff.

“Nah I’ll be honest. Bird was too hot and didn’t get her name. ‘S a shame really.” Seamus shrugged, earning a kick to the knee from Harry. “What?! I know you thought it too. Congrats Longbottom, you’ve got a grade A girl there.”

Neville looked down at the smaller girl, smiling some as she looked away shyly at the kind words she was receiving. 

“Yeah, I do.”

[polnareffenjoyer]

Uh unsure how many characters you’re willing to write for but can I have the SDC crew reacting to seeing their crush’s sketchbook filled with drawings and silly comics of them? On the case you do have a limit on how many, then I’m fine with either Polnareff, Kakoyin, Jotaro or Avdol (who can pick whoever if you want to!) Hope you’re having a lovely day!💕💕

This is such a cute idea anon, hope you like it. Also I don't really have a character limit, I wanted to do all of the crusaders but then I got tired and it already took me such a long time to finish it and ahhh. Sorry for all the grammatical errors, English is not my first language and it's already so late when I'm finishing it and it's just bleh. I hope you like it anyways, sending much love to you anon! ♥️

Stardust Crusaders finding their crushes' sketchbook

Jotaro Kujo

He notices that you've been spending most of your free time drawing in that sketchbook of yours. Truth be told, it bothers him a lot. Jotaro has had a big fat crush on you for a while now, and he secretly longs for your company. He can't admit that tho, he has a hard ass bad boy reputation to maintain after all. What would people say if the saw him all flustered for a girl? The fact that you would rather sit by yourself and draw than be around him and the others bugs him. So one day, when you're busy with something else, he takes your beloved sketchbook and decides to see what's in there. He knows he's being creepy, but he couldn't care less. Just trying to get to know you better, without actually talking to you. Exactly.

He's very flustered but would rather die than admit it. Has read through all of it, admiring every single little drawing. After he's done, he'll just put it back where he found it, it the exact same place just so you don't notice someone has been messing with it. You probably have no idea he had seen your sketchbook at first, but you surely notice the blush dusting his cheeks whenever he speaks to you from that day on. Probably avoids you for a little while because he's so flustered.

The rest of the crew also notices something is off, Jotaro is always lost in thoughts and smokes more frequently. He can't keep himself from thinking about those cute drawings of yours, reading through your comics was a true delight. It fills him with glee to know that HE, among all of the crusaders, is the one who's the main character in your stories. It makes him giddy on the inside.

His secret eventually comes to light one night, he accidentally admits to having read through your comics while a late night talk between the whole group. While you were talking, Kakyoin had brought up the topic of your sketchbook. Now it's your turn to be embarassed, blushing crimson while trying to get as much information out of him as possible. How much did he see? Did he read through ALL OF THEM?

The rest of the crusaders are shocked at first, but quickly they start to laugh at the scene. Jotaro is reluctant to give any information, but he eventually tells you that yes, indeed, he's seen EVERYTHING. However, doesn't admit what the content of the sketchbook really is. Despite everything, he would never embarass you like that.

After everyone goes to sleep, you catch Jotaro before he has a chance to fall asleep, lying on his sleeping bag while looking at the night sky. You want to apologize, say anything, just to talk to him, but you're unable to find right words. He just sighs.

"Yare yare daze, there's no need to be embarassed [Y/N], I'm not mad"

Your eyes light up at his words. You want to say something, anything, thank him, but before you get a chance to do so, Jotaro's deep voice cuts you off.

"To be honest, I think your drawings are amazing. I really liked them" you notice his face is slightly tinted red from underneath his cap "But if you wanted me to model for you, you could've just said so"

With that, he rolls over and away from you. Completely baboozled, you roll over as well and try to sleep, or at least pretend to be asleep. Honestly, neither of you had slept much that night.

Kakyoin Noriaki

Kakyoin had a thing for you since you joined the crusaders, and your sketchbook is probably the very first thing he had noticed about you. He's always been interested in art, his parents had signed him up to numerous art courses and whatnot through his life. He's always loved drawing and painting, using it as an escape from his daily problems, and seeing that you two might have something in common makes him incredibly happy, especially since he has feelings for you.

He'll try to approach you about your sketchbook very subtely, afraid that he might scare you away by being too pushy. Of course you get extremely flustered everytime he brings it up, but it doesn't discourage him. Kakyoin respects your boundaries and understands that you might not be ready to show him your drawings yet. Despite that, he's always willing to share his knowledge with you. He'll give you advices about proper shading while you two are waiting in the hotel lobby for the rest of the group to finish up picking rooms. During a long car ride, he'll talk to you about his favourite artists. If you want him to show you how to put certain shading techniques into practice, he'll be more than happy to do so. He'll just pick a random piece of paper and start drawing on it, you might want to lean in closer and maybe put your head on his shoulder to get a better look? He has no objections! Just sayin.

When he eventually gets to see your sketchbook, this man is so honored! He didn't mean to look, at first he though it was just some book lying around and wanted to take a look inside, out off boredom. Once he realizes what he's reading at, his face flushes with crimson. Your sketchbook is filled with sketches of him? This whole time you were actually drawing him, out of all people? He couldn't be more grateful that no one else was around, if someone saw him reading through your comics with this stupid smile on his face and red cheeks, they would've though he went mad.

Kakyoin wastes no time trying to find you. For a moment, he thinks that perhaps he should've waited a bit, just to get you alone and not embarass you infront of the whole crew. He can't think straight though, his mind filled with your cute little drawings, with his face drawn with black pen over and over again. With glee, he notes that you had used the very techniques he had told you about earlier. If you had drawn him so many times, does it mean that you have a crush on him too? It's too good to be true.

"[Y/N]! Can I talk with you for a minute?"

He goes to confront you immediately. Others give him a puzzled look, but he couldn't care less. He grabs your arms and leads you away.

"Don't be mad [Y/N], but I've seen your sketchbook and I have to say, I think your art is beyond amazing!"

You're at loss of words, your face red and you could swear that you've never felt so embarassed in your whole entire life. However, his reaction is making you feel a bit better. He's not mad, nor is he making fun of you. If anything, he seems enamoured.

"Please, [Y/N], we should draw together! Maybe next time we have a chance, I should paint your portrait?"

Despite the awkwardness, the whole situation turns out amazing in the end. How he's sure you must have feelings for him, and it makes him incredibly happy, hoping that one day, after your crusade is done, he'll get a chance to repay you and make that promised portrait.

Muhammad Avdol

With everything that's been happening lately, Avdol gets a little bit distracted from you. Before he would steal glances your way all the time, watching with curiosity as you would draw something in your sketchbook. Recently, he's been too busy fighting enemy stand users and... well, trying not to die. He still cares about you a lot and watches over you during fights, ready to shield you from danger with his own body, if it's what it takes to keep you safe.

It probably happens because of a mishap. While you are deciding on your rooming, you leave your sketchbook lying next to Avdol's things and go to the bathroom. After he's done helping Joseph with translating and getting everything done, he goes back and assumes that it's just one of his books that has fallen out of the bag. Not thinking much of it, he picks it up and leaves with Mrs Joestar to settle in their shared room.

You can imagine the panic and shock that nearly paralyzes you once you notice that your beloved sketchbook is gone, nowhere to be seen, reduced to atoms! You begin to look around frantically, looking under the furniture while sweating profusely. Other quests give you weird looks, but you don't even notice them staring. Polnareff is one of them, he asks if you're okay and tries to calm you down, but to no avail. After he leaves, you try to focus really hard and try to remember - when did you see it last time? It was on that chair for sure when you left. God, you can only pray that it doesn't end up in Avdol's hands somehow...

Meanwhile, Avdol is getting ready for shower and goes through his bag. He notices the book he picked up from the lobby isn't even a book, but a sketchbook! Now he's sure he must've picked it up by mistake, he decides it would be best to put it down and not look through it. It's someone's very personal art after all, it would be very disrespectful to - wait a damn minute, is that HIM?

Long story short, he goes through a good portion of your drawings before Joseph comes out of the shower and gives him a puzzled look, seeing how his eyes are literally shinning with adoration. He puts your sketchbook back into his bag, acting as if nothing happened and continues on with his nightly routine. Later on, when Joseph is already fast asleep, he contemplates about whether or not he should go to your room right now and ask about the sketchbook he had found. He's already suspecting it's yours, whose else would it be? He has seen you drawing often, could it be that you returned his feelings and had spent your time sketching him? Ultimately, he decides to wait until tomorrow to find out.

The very next day, he knocks on your door early in the morning. It startles you awake, running up to your door to look through a peephole, seeing a muscular man on the other side. Sighing heavily, you unlock the door and open it just a little bit.

"Excuse my intrusion, [Y/N], but I have found something that I think belongs to you."

Now that's embarassing. You see your sketchbook in his hand, a wide, knowing smile on his face. He knows it's yours. All it took is one look at your stupid red face to figure it out. God, he can read you like an open book, can't he? While you reach out to take it from him, your fingers touch just slightly.

"Don't worry, I swear I won't tell anyone about this" she winked at you, which almost made you gasp "If anything, I think I should maybe pose for you in private? So you can get a better look? You should think about it..."

Who would've thought this man could be such a flirt sometimes...

Jean Pierre Polnareff

You better watch out, because if this man has a crush on you, you bet he would go above and beyond to find out what's inside that sketchbook. I'm not joking. He forgets what personal space is, he's even worse that Jotaro, because while JoJo would make sure to be sneaky, Polnareff wouldn't even bother. He'll try to catch a sneak peak by looking over your shoulder while you're drawing, constantly asking you questions about art related things, everything always leading to your sketchbook.

He wants to know what's inside. Simple as that. You're like an enigma to him, I feel like all women are mysteries to him and he always works towards finding out what their secrets are. You are especially interesting to him, because of how secretive you are with your art. He's captivated, and while he never had any interest in arts himself, he had always fancied himself as a man with a great sense of beauty. That being said, he's always trying to get your attention while talking about how "France is a wonderful country for artists! You should come and visit after our crusade is over, [Y/N]! I'll show you all the greatest museums and art galleries!"

He's like a puppy, following you around and being just a bit too pushy. If you tell him you feel uncomfortable, he'll back off of course. He's not just some juvenile pervert after all! He's a honourable man who would never touch or bother a woman without her permission, no matter how desperate he seems sometimes.

When he finally sees your sketchbook, it's probably because he did it on purpose and not because of an accident. He wanted to make sure that it was him your were capturing in your drawing, and boy was he happy when he saw what's inside! It's all him, cute little sketches, little comics, it's better that he could've ever imagined! He's literally crying the tears of joy while reading them. Before it was all just wishful thinking, but now it turns out to be true! He's honoured, admiring every single little drawing with hit tears streaming down his face. He must look pathetic right now, if anyone was around they would think the was a mad man. He gets up and runs away with your sketchbook in his hand, trying to find you.

"[Y/N]! Ma cherie! Mon coeur! My love, my life! We need to talk!"

Did i mention that he doesn't shy away from nicknames? Yeah.

It's probably the worst confrontation compared to the rest of them, he's not subtle like Kakyoin and decides to talk with you about your drawings right then and there, in front of everyone. At first they're surprised, looking at Polnareff as is he was crazy, but slowly their shock is replaced with amusement. Joseph doesn't even try to hold back his laughter, while the rest of the crew is trying to keep it cool as not to embarass you any further while the Frenchman is just going on and on with his declarations of undying love. It's a bit dramatic, one of these moments that you will probably laugh about in the future, but you felt like disappearing right then and there.

"Your drawing are magnifique! [Y/N], my love, if you wanted to draw me, you could've just said so! Although I don't think I deserve to be potrayed by you, to be drawn by your skilled hands, ma cherie!"

You snatch the sketchbook from him. After that incident you probably try to avoid him, but he won't give up! He's more determined than ever, knowing that you feel the same way as he does fills him with hope, hope for a future life with you that is! He won't give up until he makes you the happiest woman on earth.

[st0nesnglitter]

Poly relationship w/ the marauders

Headcannons and drabbles about dating James, Sirius and Remus

Mentions of sex, nudity and non-sexual nudity

Not proofed

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It’s the most beautiful relationship ever

Growing from platonic love to romantic is hard as it is, so when it happened between four people you really needed to have a strong foundation

Remus was pretty surprised when he started seeing Sirius and James share intimate moments around their dorm but he also felt a twang of jealousy as he watched the interractions

So now their was constant reassurance that the love was between all of you, everyone loves everyone

Sirius can get a little bit possessive over the three of you and would not hesitate to throw out dangerous looks to anyone that lets their gaze lingers

The biggest sap out of the four of you is definitely James

He loves slowdancing in the kitchen in the morning as you cook breakfast

”Aw come on you two, you’re gonna burn the food!” Remus whined and runs up to the stove to stir, but James just giggled.

”But how could I focus to such a mundane task when I can admire this beauty?”James grinned toward you and you rolled your eyes.

Prongs always remember every date that needs to be remembered, and a couple that doesn’t and loves celebrating birthdays

Sirius had never had a real celebration for his birthday and can barely remember the date of his birth

And Remus don’t want to be a burden and try to refuse to tell James when he asks

Remus is always very warm and often goes to sleep in the guest bedroom when all of you have fallen asleep, not because he doesn’t want to cuddle but because he feels like you would get uncomfortable from his heat

But in the morning he wakes up with all three of you cuddled up to him in the guest bed

You’d spend the summers in the Potter’s summer house, right by a lake

Sirius tries to insist that clothes are unnecessary and wants to implement a ”no pants”- rule

James agrees and walks around in only boxers for three days straight

Skinny dipping in the lake after really hot days

The suns wrath was upon you and sweat trickled down the back of your neck. Remus’ prediction that it would cool down toward the evening could not have been more wrong and at around 7 PM it was unbearable. The rule Sirius had tried to get you all to follow had come true and the four of you were lounging around in the thinnest shirts you could find.

”Lets go to the lake” James murmered and stands up from his loveseat, stretching his arms over his head ”gotta cool off”.

Thankfully the shore was basically in the garden and you and Sirius raced down and stripped as fast as possible before running down the jetty and jumping into the water.

James and Sirius took their time taking off their clothes, spending some extra time aprreciating the others body, before walking out to you and Sirius.

Rem collects chapsticks and you show him the best muggle brands <3

And Sirius has made it a game to kiss him and guess the flavour

”I know, wait... SHUSH” Sirius pulled a hand through his hair as he took in the flavour with a laughing Remus behind him.

”Marshmallows!!” The raven-haired boy exclaimed proudly but his face faltered as Remus didn’t burst out in celebration.

”Actually it’s ”s’mores”, so that means that you are once again incorrect”.

Walks are very common throughout your group

Remus likes to air out his brain after long study sessions or a hard day of work

Sirius wants to smoke and since you’re hard on him to not do it out a window you bring him outside

James wants to pick flowers, look at the scenery and plan pranks out of hearing distance from potential victims

Dinners are wild

Remus will climb on top of the table to gain some attention to explain his newest ideas to take over the world

And Sirius will tug on his pantleg so they almost tip the whole table over telling him to ”sit down you baby!”

James is a very picky eater and is grumpy the whole dinner whenever Remus uses a new recipe

Putting Sirius’ hair up when it’s in his way or it’s too hot, and keeps saying that he can’t do it himself

Jamie is the sleepiest boy

He can almost always be found on the couch or in the giant bed snoozing away or blinking heavily whilst desperately trying to listen to Remus reading

REMUS LOVES TO READ TO YOU

Even though he just wants to read on his own he adores when you, Si and Jamie lay down around him and a silence spreads except Remmy baritone voice and the occasional flip of a page

Before a date two dark-haired boys are cramming into the mirror in the bathroom trying to style their hair to the nines as you and Rem sits and waits out in the living room

Introducing them to movies and they decide that you’ll have a movie night once a week

Showing them all your favorites and atleast one movie from each genre

Cigarettes after sex, the only time you let them do it inside cause you are all too tired to move and the sight of these goregous men smoking is too good to be true

Sirius handed James, who sat to his left, the cigarette before the bespectacled boy took a long drag. He leaned his head back as he blew out the smoke before reaching over Sirius to give it to Remus. Soft lips wrapped around the filter and he sighed as he felt the nicotine enter him and the engery that he had lost from prevoius actions started to come back. Rem ashed into the ashtray before looking over to you with hooded eyes.

Kisses are a constant

Being the attention whore that he is Sirius always wanted one for every single one that was shared where he was excluded

I’ve said this before but: James is a sub

Sirius is a switch

Remus is a dom

James is also a himbo

He’s really fascinated by muggle things but his excitement is sometimes ruined by the other boys making up stuff and him strutting over to ask you about it

Gently telling him that that wasn’t true but making it up by telling him a true fact

Singing songs from the top of yojr lungs as Sirius or James olays guitar

Only one who gets to touch Sirius’ hair is Remu (brushing, styling, cutting)

All of the boys have their own set of insecurities and can be caught comparing themselves to each other

Remus wants Si’s clean and whole skin, without cuts and scars, and jeslous of James rippling muscles

Sirius wants Remus height, being the shortest of them will leave you to the bad end of some petty jokes

James desires their intelligence, especially during their time at Hogwarts cause he felt like he is slowing their academical achievements down

Painting Pads nails black to try and make him stop biting them

Jamie making up songs on the spot and singing them loud eneough to be heard from every room

”Prongs I swear to FUCK if you don’t stop singing I’ll put your mouth to better use!

Discussing sharing a last name

Siri does not want you to be Blacks since only pain and sadness follows that name

Rem does not want it to be Lupin since it reminds him of what he is everyday

So you settle on becoming Potters

James is so, so excited and lays you down and just stared at the three of you with awe

”You’re mine, you all are so beautiful and you are all mine”

Sirius sobs when he finally legally is a Potter

And he’s no longer a Black

Full moons are hard but you soothe Rem best you can

The night he comes back and is hurting you always make him a cup coco since his jaw is too sore to chew regulat chocolate

He adapts this and everytime he sees one of you down he goes and makes some coco

Wearing each others clothes to bed

Your closets are just a mess and you take whatever it gives you

[x3kristax3]

Part 18

They all get up and walk out. Jake grabs the TV remote and puts on my favorite comedy.

I sit on his lap and lean into him.

"Thank you for ending that call" i say

He wipes the tears from my face "i know what its like to not be wanted  i cant even imagine what your feeling right now." As he hold me tight.

We finish the movie and his phone goes off with a phone call.

I get up and go to grab a drink

"Hey Jessy, everything okay?" He says

"Yeah just calling to check up on her. Ashley wants to come back." She says

He looks at me in the kitchen and sees me pour a cup of whiskey "well she just grabbed the jack" he says

"Shit we will be there soon" says dan

"Drive safe" jake says as he hangs up

He comes into the kitchen "why did you tell them?" I ask

"Because they care about you too but they knew you and me needed alone time today" he says

"Yeah not of the alone time i wanted" i say as i gulp down the whiskey and grab it again

"Maybe you shouldn't" he says grabbing the bottle

"Let me have the bottle or leave me alone" i say

He walks out grabbing all the alcohol and sits in the living room. I follow him storming out of the kitchen trying to grab one "no im not letting you drink your emotions away" he says as Dan comes storming in as i try and reach for them. He grabs my waist and picks me up pulling me back into the kitchen

"No Krista" he says

"You owe me that Dan i let you drink your emotions when Jessy stood you up at the Black Swan" i say as i fall to the floor in tears

Ashley comes running in "just let her guys" she says

"No we're not letting her do that. Things go wrong and that's what she turns too" says Jake coming in empty handed

Im sitting on the floor balling my eyes out into my lap. Jessy comes around Jake and dan and sits next me hugging me.

"None of us know what shes feeling inside because none of us have dealt with this feeling. This isnt losing someone or a heartbreak or getting stood up. Her parents faked their death and now want back into her life like nothing happened" ashley yells before she bolts out to the living room and grabs the jack and brings it in. " if she wants to drink until shes numb of this feeling then as her friends and boyfriend we need to let her" she says handing me the bottle.

I don't even take it as im shaking. Jake realizes he messed up and asks Jessy to move and sits where she was and pulls me into him. I push away but he doesnt give up the fight until i breakdown again. He grabs the bottle from ashley and hands it to me "I'm sorry when you drink like this it just scares me" he says

I grab the bottle and open it and take a big gulp. He looks in my eyes and he can tell im hurt and i feel lost.

Ashley sees it and sits in front of me and rubs my calfs. "I know its hard Kris. You will make it through this just like you did that fire" she says

"I don't want to see them. I wish they never called me" i cry into Jake

"Okay ill text them" says Ashley grabbing my phone from the counter 

I know i told you i wanted to see you but right now I just can't this is just way to much after everything she types and send

The text comes back okay we understand if you ever change your mind let us know. 

Ashley puts my phone back.

Dan goes to grab the bottle of jack and i look at him and hold it tight "Don't do it" i say

"I was gonna sit here and drink with you" he says

"Theres another bottle in the living room. You don't want that fight" says Jake

Dan goes and grab the other bottle and everytime i take a drink he takes one.

Everyone sits in the kitchen with me just talking and comforting me until i pass out.

*******

I wake up in my bed not sure how i got there. I sit up and have a pounding headache. I go into the bathroom and grab some meds and a drink. 

Im leaning over the counter looking like a hot mess as Jake comes up.

"How you feeling?" He asks as he turns the light on

" like i was hit by a train. How much did i drink?" I ask

"Well you where given a full bottle and there is only 1/4th of it left" he says grabbing a towel and wetting it with cold water putting it around my neck

"Is everyone still here?" I ask

"Just me and Ashley. We made you dinner and just been hanging out waiting for you to wake up. She passed out on the couch i was about to leave when i heard you"

"Im sorry i just couldn't"  i say

He cuts me off "no dont apologize. I was just worried about you drinking yourself to death. I did come up here while you were pasted out and kept checking to make sure you were okay"

I lean into him… "can you stay or do you need to go home?" I ask

"I'll stay want me to grab you food?" He says

"Ill go get it." I say starting to walk to the stairs and fall on my bed

"Ill bring it up"

I lay there for a moment and he comes back up and Ashley is following him

"You had us worried" she says "ive never seen you like that"

"Well you dont expect to get a phonecall from whats suppose to be your dead parents" i say

"Yeah i get that. I helped Jake make your favorite hangover meal" she says

"Oh man i haven't had a chance to show him this yet" i say

"Ill give you girls some time alone. Gonna clean up the kitchen." He says leaving.

I start eating " so do you think you could make room in this loft for me?" She asks

"What about your job?" I say

"Its completely remote so i wouldnt lose it" she says

"I mean id have to lose my closet" i say laughing 

"Just kidding but i did see the 1 bedroom loft here available and it's a thought but you know i love the city"

"I feel that when i moved to the city it was perfect for me the convenience and fun of everything but then i met this bunch and came and visit and yeah you know the rest" i say

"Im probably only gonna stay till the end of week. I know your in good hands. But seriously if you find another one like him send him my way" she smiles

I laugh "i will you just have to open your eyes out of your type"

"Well he is your type. So you didnt" 

"Yeah but i had no idea what he looked liked when i fell for him. For all i knew he could of been the type that i normally turn away but it was those feelings"

"Maybe i need to try blind dates" she laughs 

"Hey your a detective it could be fun" i laugh 

"But i'm gonna go to sleep. Ill send Jake back up here" she says taking my plate and heads down the stairs

"Hey ash"

"Yeah" she says looking over her shoulder

"Thanks for always being in my corner. Even when everyone else from that part of my life stopped talking to me" 

"Thats what best friends are for." She gets half way down the steps "you might want to come see this" she says

I get up and walk to where she is and jake is sitting at the kitchen table and sleeping

"Ill go wake him up" i say as we head downstairs. I stand next to him and run my fingers through his hair. He instantly grabs my waist and pulls me into him "lets go to sleep" i say

"No I'm okay" he says half asleep

Ashley smiles at us and i grab his hand and he follows me and i get him upstairs and into bed.

Im laying there and can't sleep. I go to grab my phone and see Dan online

What you doing awake at 5am?🤔 i text him

Same as you i passed out and wide awake. I was the only one to keep up with you. He sends

Well thank you for not letting me drink alone. Jake and ashley both just pasted out after taking care of me. Im sorry for the way i acted by the way i send

You need to apology to Jake he took the bottles and thankfully i came in when i did otherwise you were about to start hitting him. He sends back 

You seriously… i dont remember that and he didnt tell me that. I guess i need to make up yesterday to him. 😢 i send

I will tell you…. I hope to never see that side of you again. You scared all of us between your mood swings from crying to swinging in seconds and you're drinking. He says

Dan make me a promise…. No matter what i do if you ever see me like that again do not let me drink. I don't remember any of this. I don't care if you have to knock me out. I give you complete permission to do whatever you have to do.  I sat

I promise…. Did you tell this to Jake too? Dan says

No but i will and Jessy too. Yesterday i didn't want to deal with all the emotions i was feeling and now i'm scared. Last time this Krista came out was when I lost my job and that guy i say honestly scared

It's gonna be okay. I won't let you go down that path again. He texra

Thanks i send back

[vinnieswife]

hey hey, could you write a fic where the reader and vinnie have been together for a while and she has very bad depression and wants to end her life but when she tries to call vinnie he doesn’t answer because he is with nai (they doing a prank on y/n) but he goes home and helps her? i completely understand if you don’t wanna write this! thank you :))

This is actually out of my comfort zone because I don’t know how to write angst, but I’m going to try it!

End everything

Vinnie Hacker x reader

Words: 928

Warnings: mentions of sulcid3, depression,angs.

You have been diagnosed with depression last year, and you started dating Vinnie nine months ago, he actually help a lot, talking with you, taking you outside, pushing you on doing activities out of your comfort zone, and by just being here with you.

A couple of weeks ago Vinnie go to Larrays house yo film a new YouTube video, so you stayed at home, being without Vinnie was hard, you been a lot more sad when he wasn’t around, this week has been hard, the school tasks have been stressing you out, you started to overthink, why was Vinnie with you? Why were your friends with you? You weren’t enough for them, and the worst part is that you know it.

Now you where laying on your bed, tears running down your cheeks,your mind driving you crazy, it was to much information to process, your heart go at a fast pace, giving your chest deep hits. You run to the bathroom, and stare at your reflection in the mirror, your hair is a mess, you eyes red and puffy for crying all night, your cheeks tinted red from the heat in the room and your lips are broken and dry. You just wanted to cry more, your eyes wonder through the bathroom, looking for something, until you find it, a little bottle of pills for your depression, the orange color catches your attention and your mind starts to think, what if a do it? It would help the others right? They will be better without you, But Vinnie always wanted to teach you how to skate, and your mom always tell you how much she loves you, your dad always send you a good morning text, and... and your dog would feel broken because you aren’t here.

Your hand start shaking and the tears run down your cheeks, your eyes hurt from crying but you can’t stop. You run to the room again, searching for your phone, when you find it you quickly go to your pin contact, then the familiar pic of Vinnie appears in the screen.

Vinnie and Nailea have been filming a new YouTube video for both of their Chanel, it was a prank, “ignoring our partners for 24 hours” when the end filming Vinnie go outside of the house to breath a little, then his phone starts buzzing in his pocket, when he grabs it and a pic of you smiling appears on the screen he smiles, remembering how happy you look the day he took that pic, he really wanted to pick it up,but then the camera man grabs his shoulder.

“You can’t pick it up, the video consist in ignore her” he said with a serious tone.

Vinnie swallowed and let the phone rings, it was normal for you to call him some times, but when the phone starts buzzing a second time he gets nervous, you NEVER call him two times, now he was scared. “Yo man I need to pick it up, I need to know if she’s okay”

“You can’t-“ “it wasn’t a question dude” Vinnie quickly pick up the call.

“Hey love is everything okay? Are you okay?”

“V-Vin can you come home p-please” you said between sobs.

“Hey,hey sweetie what happen? Cmon talk to me and breath okay?”

“I just-I can’t please come home”

“I will be there in 15 love,just stay there please”

You answer a little okay before he cuts the call.

Vinnie run inside of the house,searching for his car keys, he go to Nailea and she noticed how nervous he was.

“Vinnie are you okay?” She asks with a caring tone.

“I-I m really sorry Nai really sorry, but I have to go, I would come back another day I promise, I promise, but I need to go now,I - Y/n she’s-I I just need to check if she’s okay, I need it” he starts mumbling some random stuff.

“Hey I got it, go to check on her and call me to tell me if she’s okay? Cmon go!” (Nailers our queen)

He runs again to his car,and speed up to reach your house faster. When he reach your house he just run upstairs, finding you in the bed crying.

" ple-please just leave me alone" You said between little sobs.

" no y/n I'm not going to leave you alone I'm your boyfriend" vinnie stated walking his way over to you and pulling you into a hug

"I'm sorry”

"I know you are y/n and I'm here for you" vinnie helped you over to your bed

"I'm ok now" You faked a smile

“y/n you're not ok" vinnie exclaimed as he got into bed right beside you and pulled you on top of him your head buried into his neck as sobs escaped your chapped lips and his hand tightly placed around your body

“I love you y/n just know that just promise me one thing please stop hurting yourself it breaks me to see you in this position" vinnie stated as he ran his Hands through your hair " I promise Vin”

The next weeks you started to go more outside, and to talk more, everytime something bothers you,you tell Vinnie and he help you as he promised.

AHHHH. I don’t know if you wanted a happy ending or not so...Also I never write something like this before so sorry if it’s not good. Enjoy it!💞

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