#lovin on them hardcore

[spicysix]

Fanfic Writer Appreciation day ♡

i stole this idea from @1lostsoul0fishbowl, and in celebration for Fanfic Writer Appreciation Day, i've decided to list 21 of my favorite fics! a few of them i've talked about before, and a few are very well known but still deserve to be talked about again. i'm tagging the authors if i know their tumblrs!

i divided them into two lists, a purely Steddie one (my otp y'know) and a second one for everything else (other ships, X readers, other fandoms etc)

without further ado, in no particular order, here is (under the cut cause the lists are LONG, babes):

Steddie

The One in Which a Time Loop is Fucking Exhausting. by @badpancakelol - timeloop

You're Divine by @azrielgreen - Kas!Eddie

i can give you a heartbeat by soupbitchin - ghost!Eddie

Looks like we're in for nasty weather by @geddyqueer - modern AU, ghost whisperer!Eddie, cryptids

Straight Knife Through The Heart by @relenafanel - modern AU, rockstar!Eddie

New York Hardcore by @grandmastattoo - punk!Steve

your cosmic call sign by @nancywheeeler - aliens!AU

Wild Geese by watchcatewrite - roadtrip

the most remarkable thing about you standing in the doorway is that it’s you by @greatunironic - rockstar!Eddie, found family

your love is standing next to me by @fivecenturiesverse - rockstars AU, social media fic

STEVE’S FIRST BRUISE by cairparavels - spider man!Steve

took you for a working boy by @pukner - genderqueer!Steve

this love came back to me by @strawberryspence - rockstar!Steve

i could be honest, i could be human by @steves-strapcollection

what's left of my lungs by WirtWilt - hanahaki disease

echo by @grandmastattoo - timeloop

wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name by DotyTakeThisDown - BDSM, sex club master!Eddie

Petals in a Storm by @inairbinad

Eddie's Memory Log by @harmonictechnicality

this demo will save your life by oh_simone - 'rockstar'!Eddie, band manager!Steve. characterization of all times

STRIKE TEN. by @metaldeads - scoops era

Others

The Entire History Of Human Desire by KidA_666 - ST / stonathan

Dreaming Of You by Koken - Marvel / stucky X reader - reader has powers

Harmless by @shurisneakers - Marvel / bucky X reader - 'villain'!Reader, lovely crack, perry VS doofenshmirtz dynamic

Hive by Rattle - SDV / sebastian X sam X farmer - there's a big plot twist here. best SDV fic ever

Trinity Epoch by @heli0s-writes - Marvel / stucky X reader / pacific rim AU (honestly anything by helios is amazing)

matters of taste by @fairyysoup - ST / steddie X reader - bakery AU

half of my soul by @graysonnightwing - ST / steve&robin - platonic soulmates get platonically maried

Over & Over by @beetlesandstarss - ST / ronance - this one hurts like a bitch but it's delicious

burning yarrow by @storiesbyrhi - ST / eddie X reader - witch!Reader, vampire!Eddie (literally anything by Rhi, but this one's my favorite)

don't delete the kisses by @stevenose - ST / steve X reader - camboy!Steve

We Tried The World by @upsidedownwithsteve - ST / steve X reader - roadtrip (again, anything by Emmy is great but her roadtrip Steve is top tier and this fic was a huge inspiration to me personally)

No Such Thing by lattebiscuit - Marvel / bucky X reader - college AU

We Got A Lovin' Thing by lattebiscuit - ST / steddie X reader

Helping Hands by MutantsandSoldiers - Marvel / bucky X reader, stucky X reader - ABO, mutant!Reader

Howler & the Black Cat by bajablessed - Marvel / bucky X reader - vigilante!Reader

Sunshine Blend Dark Roast by @icallhimjoey - RPF / joe quinn X reader - barista!Reader (again, anything by this author is an instant hit. i had to close my eyes and point at the screen to choose randomly because i couldn't pick one myself)

no good at waiting by @familyvideostevie - ST / steve X reader - farmers market AU

in a dark, dark room by @carolmunson - ST / Eddie X reader - kas!Eddie. this one just dropped and it's an instant hit. it's dark so beware!

Like Real People Do by @myosotisa - ST / eddie X reader - drug addicts, rehab clinic, beware of triggers

Bad Influence by @dearest-readers - ST / eddie X reader - pornstars AU

coffee shop blues by @ghost-proofbaby- ST / eddie X reader - barista!Reader, barista!Eddie, grumpy VS sunshine trope

WHOOF! *wipes forehead* that was some work. i obviously couldn't fit all my favorite fics of all times here, but i did my best to bring great content! (i thought about dividing into 3 lists and make an X reader specific one but....i was too tired of searching for links already lmao)

i have many other great recs in my fics recs tag here and on my ao3 bookmarks so if you trust my judgment and want more fics to read, those are always public!

shout out to all the amazing fic writers on all sides of these fandoms that i love and admire, and know that you are very appreciated on this fic writer appreciation day! ♡♡

[sakumasmut]

ohoho im lovin all the slutty anzu hcs.. mind if i list some of mine too? 🫣

so true @ rei being the one taking her virginity and corrupting her into a cockdrunk slut.. i can see him staying in a hotel w/ her during a business trip. both were stressed during the first day, so rei initiates the sex, and pretty anzu would agree albeit her getting flustered at first. when they two got back from the business trip, he had sucessfully turned anzu into a slut.

with the help of rei, successfully convinced the adult idols to fuck her from time to time, the 3rd year following not soon after.

is into being free used by the idols as a personal cum dumpster duh.. nowadays her time in the agency is just 0.1% doing paperworks and 99.9% getting all her holes abused by the idols.

almost forgot to mention, rei def didn't go slow on her during her first time and afterwards.. that's probs why she's saurr corrupted 🫣

back to her work as a producer-turned-cockslut, she would wear this kind of undergarments now that she's officially the ES idols's stress relief fucktoy

her stepping inside the building and not even a few seconds in an idol pushes her against the wall and start fucking her warm cunt. another would join after the first one fucks her cunt full, but this time they're fucking her anal hole. and then another one's using her mouth as a flesh light. and then another one. and another. poor anzu doesn't get a break from the pounding, but hey at least she gets to be filled with lots of cum in all holes

speaking of cum, her being filled with everyone's seeds makes her feel even sexier.. asking for more as they pump their seeds into her hole

absolutely love it when they treat her like an animal.. the idols tearing her clothes until she's left naked, and then fucking her hardcore until she lost her voice.. ohh the absolute dream

smack her, slap her, pull her hair.. rough her up! she fucking loves it. degrade her and spit on her. pound her so hard she couldnt think straight before eventually passing out

but what happens if she passes out? fret not! her holes are still eager to accept you!

would love it if the idols fuck her balls deep, not giving a fuck if their cocks are too big for her tight hole. if she wants it balls deep, then balls deep it is.

with the amount of fucking she gets in a day, she only goes home once every two or three weeks because she's too tired.. thanks for the break room, eichi!

..or if she wants to move to the ES building instead, eichi would be glad too; it means him and the others can fuck her even more freely now🫣

hosting a bukkake every weekend to wind down.. she would gladly give in; she loves their cocks after all. the session could last for the entire weekend with the amount of cocks in the room.. no need to worry though, they alr prepped water and foods for this special occasions

she's quite flexible. no need to elaborate further because you guys know what this means..

fucking her stupid.. the only way to go at her. if you can't fuck her stupid then what's the point?

would refuse to get a boyfriend; none of them can make them feel as good as the idols. why would she need one if she already has 35 cocks using her everyday?

tl;dr: anzu cockslut real

😳 cant add much here but goddamn

[josiebelladonna]

paraselenae | mirage

pairing: alex skolnick x fem!ocs (love is not enough)

genre: hardcore erotica

fandoms: testament

*18+ only; minors dni*

Warnings: sex in front of a mirror

*Please note that you are responsible for your own media consumption. I came here to write and relax, not police you.*

Summary: alex and q at the santa cruz boardwalk (for @teababe27 💜)

Word Count: 3078

Q was woken up the sound of a knock on the hotel door panel. Jay was still sleeping in the bed right next to her, and thus, she climbed out of the bed with one foot over the other down onto the floor. It had been a long trip out to the California coast prior to then, and the two of them needed some time alone to rest and recharge before they did anything else, and anything that involved the making of their money back in any way possible. But she wondered if it would be anything urgent as she padded across the carpet to the door there. 

She peered through the peephole, and her heart skipped a few beats when she recognized that little tuft of gray hair at the top of a helmet of black curls as well as an aquiline nose from the side. She opened the door part of the way, and he turned his attention to her and showed her a little smile. 

She brought a finger to her lips, to which he nodded his head at her. 

“We have to keep quiet,” she whispered to him. 

“Why is that?” 

She gestured back behind her, and he gasped at the sight of Jay laying there on the bed by the window. 

“She had a long night,” Q explained, still in a soft whisper. “We came out here and—you know what, I have a better idea.” 

She stepped outside and almost shut the room door all the way right behind her. She stood before him, complete with the crown of her head right up to his chest; she gazed up at him and their eyes locked, like they had never locked with one another before then. 

“Jay and I came out here just yesterday, and she was pretty much beat,” she explained, that time in a louder tone of voice, and then she nudged a lock of hair back from the side of her neck and raised her head for a look up at him. “I can be happy to do something for you, though.” She showed him a smile. 

“I’m kind of in the mood for a little lovin’,” he confessed to her with a shrug. 

“Okay. Uh—where would you like to go?” 

“Well, I'm feeling a little hungry right now.” He rested a hand on his smooth flat little washboard of a belly. “What say you and I have something to eat together and we can bring something home to sweet Jay in here?” 

She squinted her eyes at him, and then she reached up and rested her hands upon his shoulders for a light little massage. She moved in closer to his body to better feel the warmth that radiated out from his chest and his little belly. Q raised herself up onto her toes to give him a gentle kiss on the side of the neck, as she had missed the bottom of his cheek as part of her proper hello to him. 

“Here, lemme help—” He bent his knees so she could have a better caress of his face. She closed his eyes as she gave him the softest kiss by far on the side of his cheek, such that it coaxed a sweet little smile out of him. She gave him another one, complete with one hand pressed onto his chest to feel his heartbeat as well as that tender warmth from inside his stomach. 

“I have a better idea,” she told him, right into his ear and in a hushed voice. He licked his lips and opened his eyes for a look into her own; she raised her hand from his chest so as to hold his face and feel the soft skin on his jaw. 

“We’re not too far from the boardwalk,” she informed him. “There’s a whole little amusement park there—I don’t really know it very well. This is Jay’s neck of the woods but I don’t really feel like waking her up, though.” He stood up all the way right next to her, and she ran her fingers through her soft locks. “We can bring her a funnel cake—she absolutely loves those.” 

“Really?” he chuckled. 

“Oh, yeah! You should see her with one of them—it's like watching a little girl eat something sweet and decadent at her grandparents’ house.” 

He chuckled at that, a nice hearty little bounce of a chuckle that seemed to come from somewhere deep within his little belly. He then ran his fingers through his black curls and reached into his pocket for something; Q led the way away from the hotel and he put on his sunglasses. 

The sun hung high in the sky over their heads as they walked along the boulevard towards the sight of the ocean at the far end. He peered around them to the long low buildings that lined the block: right at the next corner up stood a little open-air surf shack with a rack of sunglasses out in the front there before the entrance. 

“You know, I could use a new pair for myself,” he told her as they neared the entrance of the shop. He picked off the pair near the top of the rack, and showed her the mirrored lenses. 

She nodded her head and showed him a smile. 

“I like those,” she said. “They fit your face nicely. You know what else fits your face nicely?” 

He took them off and she showed him a pair of rectangular regular glasses, which albeit had a slight violet tint to the lenses. He put them on and her face lit up at the sight of them. 

“Oh, god, so cute!” she proclaimed. 

“You think so?” he asked her with a raise of his eyebrows. 

“They’re so utterly adorable on you!” He turned to the small mirror at the top of the rack for a look himself, and he showed his reflection a little smile. 

“I guess they are quite nice on me,” he remarked. “I saw there was one of those quick glasses places up the street. Those guys’ll change the prescription in like an hour or something like that.” 

“Oh, absolutely,” she said as she took out her wallet from the front pocket of her jeans. 

“You got it?” he asked her. 

“I’ve got you and Jay both covered several times over,” she assured him. 

Once she had paid for his glasses and sunglasses, they walked on towards the end of the block, where they were met with another narrow street plus a cream-colored fence across the pavement from them. He turned his head to find the back end of the roller coaster right behind the fence as well as a handful of trees and a few long, low buildings on the other side. Thus, was the boardwalk. 

He was eager to make his way inside as the two of them made their way through the entrance and into the actual wooden part of the boardwalk itself, nestled between four carnival games and some cotton candy. The bright colors of the balloons and the candy, the smell of the cooking sugar and the popcorn, the swarming, ballooning feeling of innocence all around him... it was all so nostalgic for him as he remembered the fair and few days as a young boy where he and his parents would go across the country just to go to Coney Island as well as the park back up home in San Francisco. 

“This way, this way...” she coaxed him away from the front entrance of the boardwalk towards the center where the walkways met up with one another. It was right then he spotted the place with the churros and the funnel cakes off to the left of them. The roller coaster right next to the fence was already in full swing right behind them, and yet, Q seemed to have another idea for them. 

“Before we have any fun and games here, I want to take you somewhere near and dear,” she quipped to him, and she took him by the hand once again, and she led him through the small clusters of people for the day, back towards the roller coaster and those long low buildings in question, particularly to the one on the right. 

It stood far removed from the roller coaster with a view of the ocean, and right near another small stand that sold bunches of brightly colored cotton candy and bags of popcorn: the hypnotic smell of both followed the two of them up to the ramp and the walkway around the perimeter of the building itself. He tucked a lock of hair behind his ear and licked his lips: the smells were almost too much to bear for him. One appetite had to be settled first, however. 

Q led him to the narrow doorway of the house of mirrors, to which he found himself surrounded by himself. Those same blue eyes that gazed back at him. The plume of gray upon his head that seemed to float around him like the wisps of smoke from a fledgling fire. 

“Whoa,” he remarked. 

“Yeah. I remember the first time we came in here and she and I were trying to chase one another in here.” 

He chuckled at that as he took a glimpse up above them, to the mirrors on the ceiling. Luckily, the floor was made of rickety, slightly aged wood covered in a dark carpet, but he was curious about the rest of the house as Q reached out before her to touch the mirrors all around her. 

“There is something weirdly unsettling about this,” he confessed to her in a low voice. 

“Unsettling but also hypnotic,” she retorted; they hung a left and the next corridor over had mirrors on the floor. There was no one else in there with them. 

The two of them stood there in the middle of the mirrors, surrounded by themselves, shown themselves to each other in infinite fashion. Q glanced up at him and the eternal row of his jet-black curls and ocean blue eyes reflected back to back right behind his head, and he showed her a playful, lopsided little smile. 

“We’re all alone in here,” she told him. 

“Indeed, we are,” he remarked, and he lowered his voice a bit. She licked her lips, and he raised his gaze to the eternal row of her smooth hair and soft eyes reflected upon each other right behind her head, as well as his own reflection in junction with her. It was too much and yet not enough all at the same time. 

“We should—” She cracked him a smile, and he raised his eyebrows at her. 

“You sure you wanna do that, Q?” 

“Positive.” 

“But what about Jay, though?” 

“What about Jay? She's sleeping, and she won’t mind, either.” 

“And also, what about in here?” he asked her. 

“What about this place?” She chuckled at that, a light little chuckle that sounded like a pair of wine glasses clinking together. “Let’s do it on the mirror here, and the mirrors across from us can show off everything about us.” 

He swallowed and inched back to the mirror behind him. He glanced all around him to the mirrors on the walls. His reflections upon reflections, the mirrors upon mirrors. Surrounded by himself and by reflections upon reflections of Q and her head of smooth light hair and her sturdy little body. 

“Is it driving you crazy, big boy?” she teased him. “Is our love driving you up the wall?” 

“Why would it drive me up the wall?” he asked her, befuddled. 

“Because we’ve been told that we’re too much, especially Jay herself.” 

“You ladies aren’t too much for me,” he told her, and his voice lowered once again just so the echo across the mirrors would subside away enough to warrant themselves moments of silence in an otherwise public place. He took his glasses off his face and tucked the earpiece down the collar of his shirt, and all the while, he showed off his Adam’s apple to her. He then lowered his gaze to her and parted his lips, as if he beckoned her for all the kisses in the world, all the love in the world. 

“If anything—I don’t think either of you can handle me,” he whispered right into her face. 

“Nonsense,” she quipped back to him in a near whisper. 

“Let me ask you a question, dear Q,” he began again. “How do you feel about all these reflections around us?” 

“I feel like I'm dancing on the back of a kaleidoscope,” she told him, “and you’re at the helm of it all. You're the glass, my dear baby boy. The glass, the heart of it all—” She moved in closer to his face and the reflections of her head did as well. At the center of it all, and yet the whole entire thing seemed to blend into itself. If neither of them knew better, they swore that one of those reflections were at the center of it all and not the two of them. They were all following each other, in one big symphony, one big optical illusion, one big mirage. 

She gazed into his eyes, big and blue and voluminous, out there in the open without the glasses on for all the souls to behold themselves through the mirror’s image all around them. 

An eternity and yet one at the same time. 

Every reflection did the same thing: the same kisses, the same caresses, the same unbuttoning of his jeans to reveal his burgeoning erection and her fondling him to move it forth a bit more so she could grind him. Every single one, bounced upon itself to the point that he swore it was choking him. 

He shot his arms up in the air so she could better feel his body. Every reflection upon itself. All a mirage and the feeling that it was really happening all at the same time. Her warmth and her dampness pressed upon the full length of his dick as she bound down upon him the way that she knew so well. 

He pressed his head to the wall behind him, as did every reflection around them. It was almost too much to bear, too much to feel, too much to consider and take within himself, such that he didn’t know if he was the one reaching his climax or the field of souls all around him. Q parted her lips and breathed into his; he then reached down between her legs for a feeling under her hood to make her do it again, and that time for each reflection to hear her. 

She tipped her head back as his index finger caressed over that little nub there. She breathed harder, and harder, and more so as he dug deeper within her for another burst of that euphoric feeling. The feeling that no other man or boy could ever give to her or Jay up to that point. 

She let out a low sigh, followed by a gentle moan that echoed over the mirrors all around them, and he cracked her a smile as a result of the feeling that he would always bestow onto her. The feeling that would never escape either of them, lest love ravage them both down the line. And yet, somehow, he knew that the three of them would always find their way back to each other. Back to the cozy room. Back to the mirage all around them. 

Q leaned forward and rested her head upon his chest to hear his heartbeat, and then she remembered that he had his glasses tucked down right there. She raised her head and gazed straight into his face yet again. 

“Let’s go back to privacy,” she coaxed him in a soft voice. 

“Of course,” he replied, and the tone of his voice was still low and husky. She ran her fingers down his chest onto his stomach, and he knew that they would be packing in the funnel cakes soon enough. 

“Let’s also have a little fun here, too,” he said. “We are at the boardwalk—California's Coney Island.” 

“It really is! At least, that’s according to Jay.” 

“Okay, now—how do we find our way outta here?” he asked her, that time with a clearing of his throat. 

“This way—” Q took him by the hand and guided him along the wooden floor towards the mirror that faced them straight on, and she hung a left down the next corridor. The house of mirrors became a maze right before their eyes. 

And yet, she managed to bring them to the centerpiece of the house, the room with the vast mirrors and the small ones piled on top for one great big mirage right before their eyes. He squeezed her hand a bit, and then he lifted up her hand for a kiss on the back. A soft warm blush crossed her face and the mirrors showed it off to the two of them to witness for themselves. 

“I think it’s this way, big fella,” she coaxed him, and she led him off to the left, and indeed, there was the other entryway which led out of the house of mirrors and back into broad daylight. 

A ride on the roller coaster, a dart game for a pair of teddy bears, one for Q and one for Jay, and then some plates of funnel cake back to the hotel room, and they returned to the hotel room, where Jay herself had woken up and showered off. 

When Q unlocked the door, they were greeted by her wrapped up in her bathrobe and a towel coiled upon her head to keep her hair off her neck. 

“Oh, hello, cutie pie,” Jay greeted him, and he nudged the black frame up the bridge of his nose. 

“I like them, too,” Q said with a quick nod. 

“Bespectacled is a really good look for you,” she told him with a wink. Q sauntered over to her with her teddy bear in hand for her, and she whispered something into her ear. Jay shot out her tongue and wrinkled her nose at that. Q then turned back to him for a flash of her eyebrows, and he lowered his glasses frames just to flash them both a wink as well. 

[sidetongue]

3 pitties and a kitty 

[delvinganddrawing]

I don’t do much fanart anymore and I know this ship has lost a bit in popularity but i really did love these two blue girls. 

[callsign-cree]

lovin' feelin' | nick "goose" bradshaw

synopsis | it was twenty dollars between maverick and goose, a bet that whoever got laid first on the premises, wins. goose had zero chance, until he found her.

warning | swearing, singing goose and maverick, mentions of sex, betting, hardcore making out , mentions of alcohol, drinking, use of y/n, afab (assigned female at birth) reader + pronouns

note | this was very rushed as i had to get the idea out, but i will probably edit it after-

genre | fluff + a little spicy

wordcount | 1.1k

———

goose was not a singer. at all. but when maverick pointed her out alone at the bar, he was ecstatic. she was beautiful, he had no other way to describe it. there was something about her eyes that captured him and wanted to know more. and he wanted nothing more than to sing that dreaded song.

“you never close your eyes anymore,” sang goose, his aviators dropping to the tip of his nose, “when I kiss your lips.”

all the aviators gathered around as if it was some sort of ritual, or mating call. and by the way goose was looking at her, y/n didn't know which one she wanted more.

maverick was beside him, singing whole-heartedly, then one by one, aviators created a small group surrounding her. it lifted her spirits, watching all the men sing around her, but it was also very confusing.

it was as if she walked into a musical, naval aviators in their white uniforms and they all drunkenly sang the lyrics.

“and theres no tenderness like before in your fingertips,” he sang, holding out his fist, singing passionately. y/n held back a laugh and smiled at his attempts of wooing her. and she couldn't lie, it was certainly working.

“youre trying hard not to show it,” he continued, gesturing to her by reaching out his hand, “but baby, baby i know it…”

goose leaned down toward her, crouching down below her. he raised an eyebrow and smiled at her, glancing at her above his sunglasses.

“you lost that lovin’ feelin’,” sang goose, drawing out the words, everyone following along. “whoa, that lovin’ feelin’.”

minutes later, they finally finished the song and y/n couldn't hide her blush as goose took a seat on the bar stool beside her. his forehead was sweating and he had taken off his shades, hooking them on his shirt.

crossing one leg over the other, she sipped her drink in silence while glancing over to goose. with the whole aviator getup, it was hard to miss that he was at least something in the military.

“well,” said goose, taking a swig of his beer, “how'd you like the show?”

y/n shook her head, failing to stop a smile. “it was perfect, you guys should be singers.”

goose smiled, laughing at her compliment, “thank you very much, ma’am…goose.” he held out his hand to her.

y/n shook it and smirked, “like the bird? did your mom love you?” she joked, playing dumb was a great tactic with the navy.

“no, its my callsign,” said goose, “you can call me goose or nick, whichever you desire. what about you?”

her confidence got the best of her.

“you can call me whatever you want, honey.” said y/n, smirking at the pink dusting his cheeks. she got him now. she couldn't help it growing once she saw him laughing off his nervousness. a bumbling mess this man was.

“w-well, I…” said goose, laughing to himself. he didn’t know what to do, it seemed like every social part of his being escaped.

if she wasn't going to go home drunk, she might as well go home satisfied. y/n downed her drink and got up from her stool.

“well, if you need anything,” said y/n, brushing a hand over his shoulder and smiling, “you know where to find me.”

with that, she walked away to the washroom and it wasn't long before she heard the fumbling of a certain aviator and a couple whistles. its amazing what a couple drinks and confidence could do to a woman.

***

it wasn't long until she and goose were in the bathroom with the door locked. she pulled him by his collar, lips moving in sync. his mustache tickling her face. a small moan escaped into his mouth, causing him to return one.

goose grabbed at her hips, reaching down pulling her up. y/n jumped, wrapping her legs around his waist. without leaving her lips, he placed her on the counter, hands wrapping her waist.

hands travelling up, y/n held her body flush against his, pulling at his hair. reaching his roots, y/n tugged at it, earning a moan from goose. his hands wandered up and down her sides, rubbing at her thighs.

pulling apart slightly, they heaved and y/n leaned her against his forehead, her hands holding his face. a delirious smile made its way onto her face.

“darlin’ you certainly are-” said goose, quickly silence by a peck on the lips.

“shut up lieutenant,” said y/n, locking eyes with the love hazed aviator.

“yes ma’am.”

pulling him in for another kiss, she smiled into it and held him closer. encasing him between her legs, purposely grinding against him. moaning at the friction, goose returned one, pulling away and trailing kisses down her neck.

feeling her better judgement slip, she engrossed herself with the man, and boy, she sure had that lovin’ feelin’.

***

after ten minutes of occupying the washrooms and angering other bar guests, she fixed her makeup in the mirror. smiling at the man who exited the stall. he stood proud and tall, she knew the exact situation he was in and she wasn't mad.

walking up behind her, goose wrapped her arms around her waist, leaning into the crook of her neck. he placed a couple kisses and y/n shurgged him off softly, turning to face him. he trapped her between him and the sink.

“i dont know what you’ve done to me but…” said goose, trailing off, “i want to see you again.”

y/n bit her lip, looking up at the man through her eyelashes. she leaned in closer to him, she could smell his cologne.

“we’ll see about that aviator,” said y/n, grabbing his sunglasses off his shirt and pushing past him. goose leaned against the counter staring at her in amusement.

“i will hold onto these until we meet again…” said y/n, placing them on her face. “now…shall we win this bet, lieutenant?”

goose’s face dropped in terror and y/n laughed at his reaction. it was too obvious, the same song every aviator sang to get a pick me up, but she was satisfied and thats all that mattered.

making her way out of the washroom, goose followed behind her quickly. spotting his friend, she stopped past him, tilting down the glasses to look at him with a smirk.

“you got to control your wingman aviator,” joked y/n, “i think he loves me.”

maverick’s jaw dropped slightly and y/n chuckled before sending goose a wink and walking to the door. she definitely had that lovin’ feelin’, and it was for a certain naval aviator named goose.

[witchthewriter]

Hiya, love the blog and thanks for the follow! I'd love to have a few headcanons on dating Nancy Wheeler, sfw and nsfw please? I really like ur writing!

Thank you so much! That's so kind of you to say; sorry for the wait 🌹

a/n: female reader,, requests are open! 🌈

𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞 ☆

SFW

⸱ You met at the library, or a book shop in town. Either one, it was a place you frequented a lot. You love books, the smell, the feel, the words. Not just to read but the book itself is a masterpiece to you.

⸱ You noticed Nancy a few times, already knowing who she was. I mean the Hawkin's group was known to be involved in many ... occurences.

⸱ But Nancy's reputation was one she built all on her own; booksmart, badass and highly intimidating. And that's what she was to you as well, someone not to be messed with.

⸱ So when she asked where you got your shirt from, you blanked. Completely. There was nothing in your brain, at all.

⸱ She looked at you funny, and it was a few awkward - painful seconds before you muttered your response.

⸱ "Oh cool, I like that band," you didn't think THE Nancy Wheeler would like the same band as you, I mean - she was so ... preppy. Even Blondie seemed to hardcore for her.

⸱ "They're in town next month," you blurted, as she started to turn away. "Oh, are you going?" She asked, pressing her books closer to her chest. "Yeah, but none of my friends like them..." you trailed off, hoping she'd get the hint. And she did.

⸱ The concert was amazing, and Nancy had driven the both of you there. It was awkward, but there was a hidden side to Nancy that you had never seen, nor heard about, before.

⸱ You two became good friends, even though your circles would have NEVER crossed if she didn't ask about your shirt.

⸱ It wasn't until months later when one of your friends asked Nancy if you two were going steady; it was such an outlandish question ... at first. It caused such a disruption to Nancy's life that she didn't speak to you for 2 weeks. You thought you had done something wrong.

⸱ It wasn't until you came to her house, knocking on the door, that she finally faced you. "Nance what is with you?" You asked, as you shook your jacket off in her bedroom. "N-nothing. I've just been busy." "Look, if you don't want to be friends. Fine. But don't ignore me, just tell me to my face." "Okay!" She sighed, exasperated. "I don't want to be friends." It stung. It more than stung, it hurt. The pain was like a punch to the stomach. But before you could do more than hear her words, she finished. "I want ... I- I want to be more ... than just friends."

⸱ You guys kept it a secret, at least until Mike saw you kissing. He wasn't going to tell anyone, but did tell Nancy that it hurt she felt like she couldn't confide in him.

⸱ Steve and you have a bit of tension, but not as much as you'd think

⸱ Nancy's love language is words of affirmation.

⸱ She loves it when you gift her little flowers or when you tell her things that make you think of her

⸱ Her nicknames for you would be limited to: sweetheart, honey and your last name

⸱ She's cried in your arms many times, you're her safe place

NSFW

⸱ She's not a dom actually, she's always in charge during her job, with her family, etc,. so she likes to be taken care of

⸱ A lot of foreplay is involved, and it was surprising how big her sex drive was initially

⸱ Isn't much of a dirty talker but does moan very loudly

⸱ She squirts

⸱ She likes when you undress each other

⸱ Nancy has sworn you to secrecy over this but she likes to have sex to the song, 'I Was Made For Lovin You' by Kiss.

⸱ Likes it when you get a lil rough; tugging on her lip, smacking her on the backside, bit of hair pulling

⸱ She has a bit of a wild side, and likes to show you that. Sometimes she'll leave her panties in your bag or car.

⸱ Likes to be overstimulated

⸱ Nancy also likes to play with your chest; your nipples are one of her favourite things to play with besides your pussy

[withcolebrock]

Cuddles and Media Shares

Summary: Y/N and Colby do a twitch stream together 

Requested: Yes and oh my god I am so sorry it took literal ages to come out I’m so sorry

Warnings: few swear words

Word Count: 1,564

Author’s Note: hello first one shot in a while I think this is cute just a bit of cutesy lovin’ I guess lol. also this took ages for me to write for absolutely no reason and I would love to apologize for that anon. Anyways I hope you enjoy and also this is my gif!

She leaned her head back against her chair, closing her eyes. A deep sigh left her lips. Her plans for her stream fell through just as she went live. She lifted her hand from her lap as she rested it onto her mouse to switch tabs into her discord server. All of her friends, who all backed out, were still online just in a discord call by themselves. She rolled her eyes while she glanced towards her chat. Seeing a flood of people asking her what was wrong.

She didn’t respond to them while she hummed to the 5 Seconds of Summer that popped into her head. Her heart started to race while she grinded her teeth. This was the third time this past month they had bailed on her. They didn’t stream or make videos so they don’t think it’s a big deal to bail. This was Y/N career, and when they say they’ll play with her or help her out, she depends on them for that. It’s difficult to change up plans after already publicly announcing the plans.

She tapped her fingers against the desk, “What should I do, guys,” she glanced towards her chat, “What happened?” she read aloud, “Uhm, my plans for the stream fell through.” she explained, “But that’s okay! We can do something else, like my hardcore world, Bedwars, Valorant, Friday the 13, or whatever you guys want.”

She watched the chat fly by seeing many wanting Friday the 13 or Bedwars. “Mods, can you guys set up a poll for me,” she paused briefly waiting for the poll to be set up, “Thank you,” she cheered while she waited a few minutes for it to finish.

The viewers decided they wanted her to play Bedwars. “I haven’t played solo Bedwars in ages, I’m used to being carried the whole time.” she chuckled while she waited for the game to load.

Her phone vibrated next to her on the desk, she took a hold of it seeing a text from Colby. ‘Coffee?’ was the whole text message. Her eyes lit up as she typed excitedly. She sent him what kind of coffee she wanted before she placed her phone beside her on her desk. Grabbing the ends of the desk, pulling herself closer to the desk. She began a round. She waited for the iron and gold to fill in her inventory when she moved to collect her sword and wool.

~~~

A few rounds of many losses went by and her frustration was rising. She wasn’t in the mood to stream or play games anymore but she promised her viewers she would stream for longer than her normal time. Y/N was not one to break promises. Her head lifted up slightly as Colby knocked on her door. “I’ll be right back, guys,” Her lips curled up in a smile as she muted her mic and switched her screen for her viewers. She walked towards the door quickly; pulling the door open a blue haired Colby stood in front of her. He smiled widely as he handed her the venti iced coffee.

Her head tilted back as a long sigh left her lips, she reached for the coffee. “I needed this so badly, thank you,” she whispered while she rested the coffee on the side table next to the door.

“Of course, darling,” he whispered while he wrapped his arms around her waist, “Are you doing okay?” he asked while his hands rested on the small of her back. She rested her head onto his shoulder, taking a deep breath.

“They backed out again, and chat is just-” she paused, trying to stop herself from tearing up, “Chat is just being chat,” she sighed. His lips fell into a pout as he continued to run his hands up and down her back slowly.

“How much do you have left?” he asked.

“Like an hour, I don’t know,” she lifted her head, stepping away from him, taking a hold of the iced coffee.

“You can stop early, they shouldn’t be too mad, Babe, you can end the stream and relax,” He wrapped his arm around her waist. She shook her head while leaning her head against the door frame.

“I can’t, I promised I’d stream for a while,” she sighed while bringing the coffee to her lips, she took a small sip as she looked into his eyes watching them squint softly, “Can you sit with me?” she smiled as she asked. He nodded his head, pushing her softly into the room. A soft giggle leaves her lips as she walks back towards her chair. He laughed as he walked towards the office chair in the corner of the room. He rolled it over beside her.

She adjusted the stream to where it was her face cam, “We have a special guest for the rest of the stream,” she pointed towards Colby. He waved towards the camera as his gaze stared towards the chat flying at a mile a minute.

“Hey guys,” he said leaning towards the camera, trying to get a better look at his hair. He quickly ran his fingers through his hair, making the strands look nicer. He leaned back glancing towards Y/N, his smile softened but he felt content.

“You know what might be fun?” She looked towards Colby, he raised his eyebrows, a soft hum leaving his lips. “Media share, they always have the funniest stuff,” she explained leaning forward to turn on the option in her Twitch options. After a few moments of silence, Colby just sat back and admired his girl beside him. He loved the passion she had in her job and everything that surrounded it. He loved the look on her face every time a donation came through.

“Okay guys, start sending them in,” she chuckled slightly while she leaned back and rested her head onto his shoulder. He leaned over and pressed his lips to the top of her head, shutting his eyes momentarily. His hand was going up and down her arm slowly, his fingertips grazing her skin creating goosebumps.

It only took a few minutes for the videos to start rolling in, many were famous meme videos they had seen several times while others were videos of themselves. One of the videos was an old vine video of Sam and Colby’s, Y/N’s personal favorite. “Nobody told me Jesus died, I haven’t even finished reading the book!” She said alongside the video. Colby leaned his head back while he shook his head smiling. He bit his bottom lip as he looked back towards the camera.

“One of the only ones that I’m proud of.” he joked while he shifted his gaze towards Y/N. She shifted her gaze towards him as well, smiling.

“I think it’s funny,” she shook her head as she took a hold of her coffee. She took a long dragged out sip.

He smiled widely. “I am quite hilarious.” She chuckled while leaning her head against his shoulder he leaned his head against hers. “I’d say I’m the funniest guy there is,” he teased while he stared towards the screen as another video showed up. It was the famous video of the guy singing Unwritten in a red car. Colby pulls his arm away from Y/N and covers his face as he bends over laughing. “Why is that so funny,” he said between giggles.

She shifted her gaze towards him as she watched him giggle, “It’s one of my favorites to go back to and watch. Same with that guy Michael from Jane the Virgin,” she expalined. Colby’s eyes lit up and shook his head.

“That one is so fucking funny, I can’t,” he chuckled while he rested his head against her shoulder and intertwined their fingers.

A few more videos played some are better than others but they kept laughing and smiling at them all. The whole time Colby’s head was just on her shoulder as his thumb ran along her hand. He tilted his head and leaned it closer to her ear as he whispered, “You doing alright?” he leaned back, his gaze lingered down towards her lips before looking back towards her eyes.

“I’m alright,” she whispered back, while she raised her hand to rest it onto his cheek briefly. He leaned his head into her hand as he shut his eyes. “Pretty boy,” she whispered again while she ran her thumb along his cheek.

He smiled widely before she slowly dropped her hand and switched her attention towards the screen. Colby reached his hands over, taking a hold of her hip and her thigh as he pulled her closer to him, nearly impossible. He bit his lip as he looked her body up and down. “Pretty girl,” He whispered as he rested his head onto her shoulder again. She chuckled as she leaned towards him.

Another media share came in with an edit of their relationship over the years with the song 18 by One Direction. It nearly brought tears to her eyes. “Oh my god that was so cute,” her lips fell into a pout.

“It is true though, that song will definitely be at our wedding,” he chuckled. Her eyes widened and she glanced towards the chat still flying a mile a minute.

“It’s very much like our love story isn’t it?” she chuckled.

[peachyloveswriting]

𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 // ✦.•.°☽

Long past dawn (Yancy x reader)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

COD

DOMESTIC FLUFF (König, Ghost, & Soap): comforting a reader who's on their period.

SMII7Y

SMII7Y WARZONE HEADCANONS

DC COMICS

JUMP BABY(Jason Todd) hardcore smut --- it a rather compromising position when you're tied to a chair and getting saved by your ex.

MCU (MARKIPLIER'S CINEMATIC UNIVERSE)

SPACE AWAY (Wilford) angst/fluff ---Wilford has been having flashbacks for a while now, they just don't seem to be letting up.

FREEDOM OF EXPRESSION (noir mark) fluff --- Some playful banter with noir

YOUSE IS LIKE FAMILY (Yancy) hurt/comfort? --- Yancy protects you from a prison riot

CLICHÉ(noir mark) angst --- Noir makes a mistake and instead of letting you go he manipulates you into staying with him

TIRED OF THE GAMES (dark) hurt/comfort --- Taking event during ISWM, you find yourself 'saved' by Damien, but after what he did to your and your resentment towards him, you find yourself angry.

STOMACH BUGS SUCK (Wilford) fluff --- The readers is sick but Wilford is there to take care of them

JUMP IN AGAIN? (actor mark) --- After watching Mark die repeatedly, you feel he's payed his dues and forgive him for his mistakes.

IPLIER HOUSE 1 --- Head cannons of our favorite Ego's in one big house.

YOU CAN'T JUST IGNORE IT (engineer mark) angst/comfort --- The reader is triggered by and argument between Mark and Celci, not to worry. Mark is to the rescue.

CLEAR (engineer mark) hurt/comfort --- Life and it's issues caught up to you sooner than you thought, at this point it really felt like you and mark again the world

IPLIER HOUSE 2 --- Head cannons of our favorite Ego's in one big house

CAT GOT YOUR TONGUE? (Illinois) flirty --- llinois finds out the hard way that not everyone is willing to put up with him provoking feelings then leaving.

IPLIER HOUSE 3 --- Head cannons of our favorite Ego's in one big house

IPLIER HOUSE 4 (Markiplier) --- head cannons of our favorite Ego's in one big house

LET ME HAVE REDEMPTION (actor mark) angst --- What did you ever do to deserve this violent treatment from mark? His violent outbursts we're never so bad, what made this one so different? Why did he change his mind?

HE'S ALIVE (Illinois)hurt/comfort --- The reader has a nightmare about their partner, Illinois. They often find themselves facing danger but what he finds this time is a crying mess.

DANCE WITH ME (Yancy) angst --- A fight with Yancy turns into a strange drunken encounter.

OFFICE HOURS (Dark) fluff --- After living at the manor for so long, the Ego's are very fond of your presence, In fact, if you were to leave it probably would be a bad idea. Luckily, Dark has something in mind that might make you stay.

WHAT A SURPRISE (Illinois) angst/light smut --- you're an urban explorer much like Illinois. Funny as this is, you and him used to be colleagues. At least, until you split ways. Now you're stuck with him until you can escape.

ANNIVERSARY FOR DEATH (Host & Damien) hurt/comfort --- while visiting an old friend you realize that today is you sister's birthday, thing is, she passed away a few years ago and this year it hits you hard. But Damien is here to comfort you.

While at home cleaning the kitchen your phone buzzes with a reminder of your father's recent passing. Unexpected, you break down into tears. Host appears to help you.

INFECTIOUS (Head Engineer Mark) angst --- A mysterious sickness takes you in a hold with no way to cure it. Stubborn and determined, you push forward at your own peril.

SUPERNATURAL

A Tease (Sam Winchester)

The Clueless Angel (Castiel)

Tell me, What's on your mind? (Castiel)

In my dreams (Castiel)

There's a First For Everything (Castiel)

Human emotions are complicated (Castiel)

Pie lovin' Wednesdays (dean)

LUPIN THE THIRD

Headcanons of the gang helping an s/o with a crooked back.

The gang's S/o kissing then unexpectedly

The Gift of Giving - Goemon x reader

The Gang Reacting Too S/O's Toxic Family Member Coming Back

Under the mistletoe with the gang

Christmas headcanons with Jigen!

S/O Decorating cookies for the gang

Opening presents with their S/O and what they would get them

First kiss headcanons for the gang

Slow dancing || Lupin x reader

New years headcanons with the gang

S/O getting their nose pierced and it bleeding

4 year gap (Jigen x reader)

Toxic Family Member Coming Back Pt.2

Lupin gang with an s/o who's ace

Respectful space (jigen headcanons)

A dark academic fantasy (Jigen x reader)

Dates with the gang (Lupin the third headcanons)

Lupin gang reacting to their S/o being sick

Someone else flirting with their S/O (Lupin the third headcanons)

Jigen, Goemon, and Genos reacting to an s/o who randomly changes stuff about themselves

Genos, Jigen, & Goemon with an s/o w/ an protective cat

Jigen reacting to his s/o getting a non-fatal wound

S/O who makes strange noises (feat. Lupin, Goemon, & Jigen)

Everyone makes mistakes (Jigen)

Long time Blues (Jigen)

Heist gone wrong (Goemon)

Your emotions are vulnerable at night (lupin)

Deceived (lupin)

A Stubborn Samurai (Goemon)

Parents to be (Jigen)

Goemon w/Celtic S/O

A breather (Jigen)

A Train Wreck (Goemon)

The Oblivious Kind of Stupid (Goemon)

Short S/o getting angry over getting teased about their height

Late night dancing (Goemon)

Playful antics (Jigen)

Musical wonder (the whole gang)

How drunken nights end (Fujiko smut)

S/o kidnapped as bait

Reap what you sow (Jigen)

Lupin gang with an s/o who has vertigo

Lupin and Jigen reacting to smaller s/o tugging them down by their tie

Nsfw headcanons w/Lupin gang

Trusting a traitor (lupin)

Run your fingers through my hair (Goemon)

Baby's first kill (Goemon)

Sweet intoxication (Goemon)

COWBOY BEBOP

Bebop crew x crush!reader that has a mysterious sickness

MEGALO BOX

So Late - gearless Joe x reader

How Joe acts around a crush

Romantic headcanons (megalobox Joe)

ONE PUNCH MAN

Dating Genos Headcannons

S/O getting their nose pierced and it bleeding

Saitama with a doctor s/o

Jigen, Goemon, and Genos reacting to an s/o who randomly changes stuff about themselves

Genos, Jigen, & Goemon with an s/o w/ an protective cat

Saitama with a quiet but affectionate S/O

How genos flirts with his S/O

Dinner Date Night (Genos)

Technical difficulties with love (Genos)

Tiresome (Genos)

Fnaf

Sun & moon x male reader (FNAF)

Childish Funtime Freddy

Howl's moving castle

Rest (howl)

To play in a field of flowers (howl)

[letkanatasayfuck]

hello i have not stopped thinking about how fucking funny it is that BAE is the one group who uses English the most in their music so here are some of my fave English lines in their songs (with brackets for romanized/translated japanese/korean words!! and romanization used where the sentences change grammatically to keep the lyrics' og flow!!)

"[then] OK JUST PRESS THE PLAY BUTTON LOCATE [connect to the] PARTY": this part was SO good like allen being smooth with it instead of so harsh and rough like he usually is and it's so much fun to sing bc of it!!

“MUSIC MAKE US HOT LIKE PICASSO”: hajun i love you but what the FUCK does this mean. i have no clue!! but it's so catchy!!

"everything you can imagine is real . . . like [paradise and] CHILL": as long as we're on PARADISE lyrics. i LOVE this one. especially how hajun's voice dips really smooth near the end UGH it's like asmr for me

"play button [hitotsu de] hit yo groove": another high quality PARADISE line!! as you can tell i am biased for this song!!

"[everyone] how you doin' WHAT'S UP!": okay this one is SO funny bc it sounds exactly like how'd you expect a guy who speaks only one language trying to combine two and it's just. god. normally they're so on point with their flow but something about this makes me lose my shit

"every scar will build my throne": i just think this metal as fuck and i would totally throw it into a fantasy setting. god bless you hajun i'm just so sorry i know what your scars are :'))

"oh yeah we're feelin' good, [look] it's like an [antlions' trap]": this is just more blatant appreciation for how fucking smooth hajun is. just. <333

"no struggle no progress, we can make it happen": look everything about wavin flag is fucking powerful but i LOVE how anne sings this with so much confidence and self-assurance. like. what the fuck. and this is only like. THREE SECONDS into the song

from "never look back going all the way up (]burning with passion, attack on] PLAYER)" ------> "BAE SOUND HIT THE GROOVE": ALL OF THAT AND EVERYTHING IN BETWEEN HAS ME FUCKED. THE RAMP-UP. THE ENERGY. HAJUN GOES SO HARD AND DOES IT SO WELL. and allen is a fantastic assist too LMAO

on that note??? the ENTIRETY of anne's chorus makes me lose my shit every single time. i've got "[GET UP] STAND UP NEXT STAGE, [BECOME THE WIND] WE ARE THE NEW AGE" implanted in my brain. like. WAVIN' FLAG is hardcore and i love it for that

EMBLEM is another one where the chorus goes hardcore and i can't just break it all down . . . like how they go from "MY EGO MY EGO" in english and match it with lyrics that phonetically sound the same in japanese but still add meaning to the song??? THAT WAS A FUCKING POWER MOVE. WHAT. THE COINCIDENCE OF THAT BEING WHAT THEY NEEDED. SAW THE OPPORTUNITY AND GRABBED IT IN A CHOKEHOLD.

“BANG! gonna blow your ass”: absolutely adore this one. it’s so distinctly allen in that it’s got explosions and cursing and it’s a threat. like. allen. baby. please. i would prefer my ass NOT blown up but also!!! i support you!!!

"you can't stop me lovin' myself cause i'm so genius (EY)": look i'm sorry but the way allen slides into the "EY" at the end cracks me up EVERY time. he sounds so arrogant and i love that for him!!

also just. hajun's solo part from "some people say i'm wrong" to "i'm gonna be who i wanna be": i fucking love that for him. he DESERVES to be that cocky and unbothered!!! he's had enough shit!!!

special shoutouts go to:

"jumping into my world" bc fuck if it isn't one of the most serotonin-boosting songs i've heard in a while. i love how anne and reo take turns with the build-up to the chorus. it's so catchy and singing along to it cheers me up every single time

"why do you like me": THIS. THIS FUCKING SONG. THE ONE MASHUP LINE IN THE CHORUS MAKES ME FEEL SO MANY THINGS. SATSUKI AND ANNE DESERVE HAPPY THINGS ONLY OKAY I LOVE THEM

"sound of voltage" bc allen's enthusiasm for metaphorical explosions will never not be funny. "can you hear the sound of revolution, we never stop evolution" is such a good line. and the allenkana fuel . . . "enemy enemy [go beyond] you're like my frenemy, suzaku & kanata [mixed together] BOOM chemistry" . . . allen is crushing and he is crushing hard oh my god

[s0nofursa]

abshhduw dude that cuddling ask got me so SOFT!! I NEED TO CUDDLE MY HOMIES NOW GOD!!! if ur willing can u write up some 👏tyzula👏 HCs

THABK U yes anon u have fantastic taste. cuddling as a concept is simply 👌👌👌 chefs kiss

tyzula hcs:

okay so tyzula to me is all about HEALING. in general i think it’s great pairing because it’d be SO cathartic to azula. ty lee is played off as the dumb girly acrobat but if you look deeper into her character, she is EXTREMELY wise, and without going too far off topic, she has an excellent grasp on who she is and who other people are (no matter how hard they try to hide it). in azula’s case, she’d benefit greatly from having ty lee as a confidant/partner because ty lee would be the one to initiate important conversations and help azula with self-reflection. she would be a fantastic listener, nudge azula in the right direction without straight up telling her what she needs to work on, and just overall be a positive influence on someone who spent so much of her life under the influence of someone so toxic to her formative mentality. in short, an azula redemption arc would involve a lot of gf on gf healing.

ty lee would give fantastic back rubs. these calm azula down like nothing else in the world can. she is embarrassed to ask for them but when she needs one ty lee just knows.

because azula is so starved for real positive affection, she can’t understand why ty lee is so goddamn nice to her even when she hasn’t done anything worthy of praise. waking up in the morning to a forehead kiss and breakfast in bed? huh???? finding love notes and reminders to eat from ty lee after she leaves for work??? wha???? getting cute calls and texts from her just because?????? WHOM????? but whenever she’d be visibly confused ty lee would just b like omg that’s just what people do when they love each other, why are u so ??? and azula would realize that she’s never actually experienced that love before, that unconditional love from someone who actually cares about your happiness, and not just your usefulness. this is yet another way ty lee is beneficial to azula’s healing process; she will lead by example.

i’d like to add that over the years with ty lee, not only does azula get used to that feeling of being loved and appreciated, she develops positive habits she avoided/never had the chance to develop under ozai. simple health things like drinking more regularly, getting more sleep, engaging in self care; all things she neglected in the name of spending 100% of her time being the perfect pawn.

because ty lee and azula are so different, i think they could pull each other out of their comfort zones in a really cool way. i talked about this in my last hc post with zukka but it definitely fits here too. ty lee would ABSOLUTELY get azula to embrace her girly side (something she’s never felt comfortable exploring fully) by taking her to get manicures, dressing her in pink gowns and doing her all up in dramatic makeup and jewelry and then bringing her to dinner at fancy restaurants, showing her social media etc in modern aus, all of that lovely shit. it would be really freeing for azula as a hardcore warrior and just fun for her to finally explore freely, without anything getting in her way. in the same vein, azula would show ty lee some more intense fighting styles, dress her up in that sharp ass firenation armor, and take her off-roading.

azula would get super flustered anytime ty lee was physically affectionate to her. ozai def never hugged her or anything, and she sure wasn’t letting zuko very close when they were little. so having never actually experienced touchy touchy lovin, she goes beet red any time ty lee puts her arms around her waist from behind or grabs her hand to hold as they’re walking. she also has absolutely NO idea how to navigate “cuddling” but ty lee finds it adorable and has no problem guiding her through it. at the end of the day azula grows to love physical affection and gets better and better at reciprocating, much to ty lees delight.

azula falls asleep on ty lee. like all the time. party because she works her damn self so hard no matter what she’s doing and is super quick to pass out after a long day, and partly because ty lee is one of the first people she finds she can actually be vulnerable around. ty lee thinks it’s adorable and after another half hr on the tv, she’ll carry azula off to bed, careful not to wake her :)

[yikesharringrove]

There's a Jersey Mike's ad that says "your favorite sub, delivered right to your door" and it made me think of Steve.. Maybe Steve is some sort of sub for hire and Billy comes across his ad?

This made me LAUGH.

Sub for hire meet cute.

Smut

Holy SHIT this got really long omg

Ao3

-

Billy was scrolling aimlessly, holding his dick in one hand, stroking lazily.

He was looking for something good, some pretty boy twink getting fucking destroyed.

He scrolled to the end of the page, and accidentally clicked on the add at the bottom of his screen.

“Oh fuck.” He tried to stop it loading, but then a dark webpage had loaded.

Subs 4 U - submissives for hire Your favorite subs delivered right to your door

He snorted, screenshotting the site, knew Heather would get a kick outta this.

He scrolled through, just curious about this site, the kind of work they did.

It was all laid out in steps.

Step 1: Pick your Sub

There were about twenty pictures, different people of different genders, all with bios and kink lists. He stopped on one.

The guy was hogtied on a bed, a ball gag in his mouth. He was looking at the camera with his big dark eyes, was basically saying fuck me, please through the photo. Billy read through his bio.

Steve, 24, he/they. Steve is a bratty sub that likes being bound, gagged, and fucked. He likes being tied up, chained down, suspended, slapped, and spanked. He likes a big cock and an even bigger toy. Into painplay, full domination, humiliation, and sissifiaction. Looking for a Sir/Ma’am, a Mommy/Daddy, or a Master/Mistress.

Billy stared at his bio.

Would it, would it be fucking stupid to do this? To hire a sub to come to his door?

Billy had never really done the BDSM thing. Sure, he was naturally dominant in the bedroom, and liked a bratty little bottom, but, for how much hardcore porn he watches, he’s never, tied someone up, or flogged them, or whatever.

He clicked on Steve’s name.

It pulled up a schedule, with the title Step 2: Book your time. Steve was booked three weeks out. Billy can see why. This page has even more pictures, pictures of him fingering his ass, or in pretty lingerie, even one where he’s cuffed to a bed, and fucking crying. Billy booked a time.

Step 3: Pick your scene.

There were a few levels.

Level 1: Light domination. Perfect for beginner dominates. Subs will bring a collection of toys and gear and discuss scene options before hand.

Level 2: Mild domination. For more experienced dominates that just like an easier ride.

Level 3: Full domination. For experienced dominates. Full control (within reason) of the submissive.

Level 4: Extreme domination. For regular dominates looking for more. Please discuss boundaries with submissive.

Billy clicked on level one.

He entered his phone number and address, and put in his credit card information. It was expensive, getting a mail order sub for three hours, but he looked back and Steve’s pictures and thought fuck it.

-

Billy was making himself breakfast when his phone went off.

Unknown number: Hi Billy, it’s Steve, your sub for hire! I wanted to confirm our scene appointment and begin discussing expectations.

Billy stared at the text. He bit his lip.

Hi, Steve. Yes, you can confirm our appointment.

Steve (Sub): Great! You selected level one, meaning I’ll bring a selection of toys and gear I like to play with. Do you know much about BDSM?

I mean, I watch a lot of porn.

Steve (Sub): lol 😊 I mean like, for reals.

I’ve done some research, but very little.

Steve (Sub): Do some more before we get together. We’ll just stick with cuffs and stuff so you don’t have to worry about rope. Please get tested if you haven’t after your most recent partner, think about a safeword so you can have that ready, and what you want me to call you. Let me know if there’s anything special you want me to bring or wear. Can’t wait! 🌷

Billy stared at the little pink flower.

So he was really doin’ this. Huh.

-

Billy got a few books on BDSM to peruse during the next three weeks.

He did everything Steve asked, watched videos on some of the things Steve had listed in his bio, tutorials on how to do them safely. He got tested, came back clean as a damn whistle, and thought a lot about what he wanted for their scene.

So by the time there was a knock on his door, he was ready.

He smiled at Steve, who grinned brightly at him.

“Hi! You’re Billy, right?”

“Yeah, that’s me. Come on in.”

“Thank God. You wouldn’t believe the amount of times I’ve gone to the wrong apartment.” Billy laughed. Steve was easy to be around. He was light and happy and made some of the tension ease from his shoulders. “So, you wanna get right to it?”

“’Course.”

“You’ve got three hours. That includes set up and aftercare. Did you do some more research?” Steve had placed his big duffel bag on Billy’s coffee table, was pulling out cuffs and dildos and gags and impact toys.

“Yes, I did. Real research.”

“Cool! You got any ideas?” Billy looked at the spread Steve had brought.

He doesn’t really feel comfortable with impact yet, has been known to lose himself in things like that, and he really didn’t want to hurt Steve. He eyed a big dildo while picking up the set of nice leather padded cuffs.

“I want to start fairly easy. Cuff you up, stretch you open, fuck you.” Steve had a serious look on his face.

“Yeah, that’s cool. What would you like from me?”

“I love a good brat, so if you wanna play that up.” Steve smirked at him. “And, uh, any of the names you listed in your bio are cool.”

“Sir, is kinda my go to. And my safeword is licorice. Did you think of one?”

“I was thinkin’ Radagast.” It was the first thing that had come to mind. Steve grinned at him.

“You’re a nerd. That’s so cute.” Billy tried not to flush. “Okay, cool. So like, do you have any hard boundaries? I don’t fuck with piss and shit, and I don’t like being left alone, especially while bound or in subspace.”

“That all sounds good. I uh, I don’t want to be hit at all, and I don’t want to hit you.”

“Okay, cool. And what are you looking for in terms of aftercare?”

“Isn’t that, like the dom’s job?”

“Nah, doms need after lovin’ too. I like cuddling afterwards, but if that makes you uncomfortable, I’m good with that. I got a cat at home that’ll snuggle with me.” Billy pictured Steve curled up in a thick sweater, a cat curled into his chest.

It was cute.

“I like cuddling.” Steve smiled at him, nodding once.

“Alright, let’s walk through our scene step by step. What are you looking for?”

“Uh, I think I wanted to strip you, if that’s okay.”

“Yeah! Just don’t rip my clothes.” Billy huffed a laugh. “I’m not kidding, some asshole cut off a dress I was wearing, and I was so mad.”

“Alright, I’ll be careful.” Steve raised an eyebrow at him. “Okay, so after that, I want to cuff you. Like, arms behind your back?”

“That works.”

“And then, uh, make you suck me off, then get you stretched open, make you take this,” he held up the big dildo. “And then fuck you.”

“Great! Feel free to play into the scene, if you want to do some orgasm denial, prostate milking, whatever strikes you along those lines, is good with me.”

“Okay. I think all of that sounds good.” Steve smiled brightly at him, standing up. “And I got tested. I’m clean and I have the test results if you’d like to see them.”

“No need. I believe you.” Billy nodded once. “We can begin when you’re ready then!”

“You’re all good?”

“Yep.”

“Alright then, let’s begin.”

“Go ahead.” Billy grabbed his face, made Steve’s breath hitch in his chest.

“What was that?”

“Go ahead, Sir.”

The switch was immediate. Steve’s eyes were hazy, his body deflating just a little bit, submitting to Billy.

“Say it again.”

“Yes, Sir.” Billy let go of his face. He reached for the hem of his shirt, yanking it over his head. Steve made a disgruntled noise. “Oh, what, Baby? Don’t like it when I get rough?”

Steve shook his head.

“Words.”

“No, Sir. I don’t like it when you get rough.”

“That’s too bad, Princess. ‘Cause this isn’t about you.” He undid Steve’s jeans, pulling them down, slapping Steve’s legs to indicate which one he should step out of.

He brushed his hands along Steve’s body as he stood up.

Steve was watching him with dark eyes.

“Turn around.” Billy leaned to pick up the leather padded cuffs. Steve pouted. Billy cock stirred.

“Don’t wanna.” Billy grabbed his face again.

“Wasn’t a fucking question.” He was fully hard now, his dick flushed a pretty pink color. “Turn. Around.”

Steve did as he was told, hands behind his back for Billy to cuff.

They were each secured with a shiny silver buckle, and Billy silently thanked Steve for bringing them, not making Billy figure out rope.

He finished cuffing Steve, plastering himself to the back of his body, grinding his hard dick into Steve’s ass.

Steve sighed out a moan.

“Feel how hard you’re makin’ me, Sugar?” He leaned forward to nose along Steve’s neck. He titled his head, baring his neck for Billy. “What’re you gonna do about it?”

“Anything you want, Sir. Let you do anything.”

“Of course you will. ‘Cause you don’t have any choice.” Steve whined, pressing his ass back against the front of Billy’s hips.

Billy pushed off him, sitting heavily in his armchair.

Steve looked over his shoulder, eyes all big and pouty.

“C’mere, Baby.” Steve was on his in a flash, nestling in his lap, looking through his lashes at Billy. Billy sighed. “Did I say you could sit on my lap?”

“Just, just wanna be close to you.” Billy grabbed his face again.

“What did I say?” He spoke slowly.

“This isn’t about me.” He let go of his face, petting softly over his hair for a second. “It doesn’t matter what I want.”

“Good boy.” Steve melted. Billy leaned forward, his breath ghosting over Steve’s neck. “Now get on your knees.”

Steve slid off him, settling between Billy’s thighs. He leaned forward right away, nuzzling his face into the hard line of Billy’s cock.

Billy grabbed his hair, yanking him back.

Steve whimpered.

“You’re not listening to me, Brat. I didn’t give you permission to touch me.” Steve’s bottom lip trembled.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Sir. I’ll be good, I’ll listen. Wanna be good for you, Sir.” His eyes were all gooey with tears. Billy was fucking delighted, wanted to make him cry.

He leaned back, opening his belt slowly.

Steve watched with bated breath as he undid his jeans, pulling his cock out.

Billy stroked over himself, made a real show of it, swiping his thumb over the head. Steve was watching him intently.

“Go get me the lube, Sugar.” Steve flicked his eyes up to look at him.

“But my hands-”

“Figure it out. Go on. Be a good boy.” Steve’s breath caught in his chest.

He turned around on his knees, shuffling awkwardly to the coffee table. He was totally gonna have rug burn on his knees.

He bent over the table to pick up the lube with his mouth. Billy admired his ass, his skin pale and smooth.

Steve came back to him, bottle of lube in his mouth.

Billy took it, petting over Steve’s hair some more.

“Go fetch your toy.” Steve rolled his eyes. Billy leaned over, grabbing his face again.

He spat right on Steve’s face. His lashes fluttered.

“Did you roll your eyes?”

“I’m sorry, Sir.” Steve’s eyes had gone bright and watery. Billy resolved to make Steve cry at least once before their time was up.

“Go get your toy, and I’ll decided if you deserve to play with it.”

Steve shuffled to the coffee table, picking up the dildo, his mouth wrapped around the side of the toy like a dog with a bone. He brought it back to Billy.

He sat ramrod straight, looking up at Billy through his lashes. Billy set the dildo with the lube on the little side table.

Billy began stroking himself again.

“Open your mouth.” Steve’s doe eyes were wide as he opened his mouth, sticking his tongue out.

Billy grabbed the back of his hair, and slammed his face down onto his cock.

Steve choked when Billy hit the back of his throat. Billy pulled him off.

“You want me to fuck your face like that, Baby?” Didn’t want to get too rough, wanted to give him an out.

“Yes, Sir. Use my face. Use me.” Billy grinned, pushing Steve back onto his cock.

He guided him up and down, shoving Steve’s head down as far as he could. He could feel Steve relaxing around him, breathing deeply through his nose, keeping his throat open.

He moved his tongue expertly against the underside of him.

“How many cocks you had in this little whore mouth a’ yours? I bet lots. Such a slut.”

Steve whimpered against him. Billy tugged his hair to pull him off.

“Your ass feel as good as your mouth?”

“Yes, Sir.”

He took one moment admiring how red and swollen his lips were, shiny and slick with spit, a thread of saliva still connecting him to the head of Billy’s dick.

“Ask me to touch you. Beg for it.”

“Please, Sir. I want-I need you to touch me. I’ll do anything you want, Sir. I’ll make you feel so good, just please touch me, please.”

And they were the tears.

Billy’s gut roared as a few dripped down his cheeks, as his bottom lip trembled.

“Shh, Princess. So pretty when you beg.” He leaned back in the armchair, patting his lap.

Steve scrambled to sit on his lap, looking at Billy through his lashes. Billy wiped at his tears, sliding his hands down his body, digging his fingers into his soft hips.

“Ask me again.”

“Please touch me. I’ll make you feel so good. Let you do whatever you want.”

“‘Course you will.” He made a big show of slicking up a few of his fingers.  Steve’s breaths were short as he reached around him.

One finger went it easy, Steve’s body giving in to him.

“Such a perfect little cockslut. Sucking me in, so greedy.”

Steve melted against him, tucking his head in Billy’s neck.

“Feels so good, Sir.”

He curled his finger, gently brushing against Steve’s prostate, just teasing.

Steve pressed a soft kiss to his neck.

Billy pushed in another finger, pulling them apart, spreading Steve open.

He pressed them in deep, curling them, drilling the tips of his fingers into Steve’s prostate.

Steve keened and whined, his back arching, fucking himself back on Billy’s fingers.

“Thank you, Sir.”

“Being so good for me, Sugar.”

Billy crammed another finger inside him, Steve’s body fluttering around his digits.

“You want another one? Or do you want your toy?”

“Whatever you think I deserve, Sir.”

“Good answer, Slut.” Billy pulled out his fingers, slicking up the big pink dildo.

Billy lined up the dildo, using one hand to spread his cheeks open.

Steve’s back went stiff as he began to push the toy inside.

“Relax, Princess. Be good for me.” Steve was taking deep breaths, relaxing his body as the toy pushed inside, stretched him open.

He pushed the toy in as far as it would go, the flat base of it sitting flush against Steve ass.

Steve’s breaths were shaky.

“Did so good for me. Took your toy so nice. Does it feel good?”

“Feels so good, Sir. Thank you.” Billy pet over his ass, just left the toy shoved inside Steve.

And then he tugged on the base, began slowly fucking Steve with it.

Steve just took it, a pliant little mess in Billy’s lap His cock was hard and hot against Billy’s, smearing pre over both their stomachs.

“You wanna cum on your toy? Or do you want my cock?”

“Want, want your cock, Sir.”

“Do you deserve my cock?” He pushed the toy in a little harder, a little faster, making Steve gasp sharply.

“No, Sir. I don’t deserve anything.”

“No, you don’t, you little brat. You don’t deserve anything I give you.”

“I know I don’t, Sir. Thank you for giving it to me anyway!” Steve was writhing in his lap, Billy could tell he was close.

“Such a spoiled little Princess.”

“Yes! I’m so spoiled.” Billy was moving the dildo fast in and out of him, slick sounds and Steve’s moans filling the apartment.

“You gonna cum?”

“Yes!”

“Beg for it!”

“Please, Sir, I need to cum. I’m so close, please.”

Billy kept fucking him with the toy, leaning forward to speak right into his ear.

“Cum.”

Steve just about screamed when he came.

He covered the front of Billy’s shirt with his spunk, his hips stuttering and grinding, his back arching.

It was beautiful to watch, he fell apart so completely, his eyes squeezing closed.

Billy slowed his hand as Steve’s body relaxed, his chest heaving.

“Thank you.” His words were slurred together.

Billy pulled the toy out, made Steve gasp and whine.

“Gonna use you like the little toy you are.”

“Yes, Sir.” Steve was limp against him as Billy rolled on a condom, shifting Steve to seat him on his cock.

Billy leaned back against the armchair.

“Move.”

Steve blinked up at him.

“But,” his voice trailed off.

“Said I was gonna use you like a little toy. Means you’re gonna get me off.” Steve poked his bottom lip out a little. “Go ahead.”

His thighs were shaking as he lifted up, dropping back down onto Billy’s cock.

Billy was close, watching Steve fall apart had made him painfully hard.

Steve just kept fucking himself, his eyes hazy.

“Tighten up.” His muscles contracted around Billy. He kept going, taking sharp gasps every time Billy hit his prostate.

Billy reached down to play with his over sensitive cock.

“Sir, please-”

“I take what I want, Stevie.” Steve clamped his jaw shut, his bottom lip wobbling.

Billy so wanted him to cry.

“Faster.” He let out a little sob as he moved faster. “Faster.”

And Steve starting crying for real, his cock an angry red, hard again in Billy’s tight grip, his thighs shaking, his inner walls fluttering.

“You gonna cum for me again?”

“Don’t, don’t think I can.” Billy tightened his hold on his cock, jerking him fast.

“Cum, Princess. Wanna see it.”

He sobbed out, his sore cock giving a valiant kick some cum spurting onto Billy’s hand.

Billy bucked his hips, spilling out into the condom, breathing heavy.

He lifted Steve to pull out of him, uncuffing his hands.

“How you doin’?” Steve took a few deep breaths, wrapping his arms around Billy’s shoulders.

“Real good.”

“Everything okay?”

“Everything was fucking great.” Billy laughed, rubbing up and down Steve’s back. He checked his watch.

“We still have an hour, if you wanna cuddle. We could go to bed.” Steve nuzzled into his shoulder.

“I’d like that.” Billy took off the condom, tucking his cock back in his jeans.

He shuffled Steve about, lifting him up as he stood.

He dumped the condom in the trash on his way to the bedroom, putting Steve softly on his bed.

He took off his clothes, sliding under the covers to tangle around Steve.

“That was a good scene.”

“Yeah? I do okay?”

“Yeah, first timer. Did real okay.” Billy huffed a laugh. Steve took a shaky breath. “We could do it again sometime. If you wanted. I’d give you a uh, discounted price.”

“How good of a discount we talkin’?”

“Buy me dinner, get a free session.”

“I think that sounds like a good deal.” Steve smiled up at him. Snuggled a little closer.

[dreamiehrs]

lovin’ on repeat series: dance, baby! ➛ l.dh

genre: some fluff, mainly angst, college!au, jealousy, comedy, gender neutral reader

pairing: lee donghyuck x reader

word count: 2,710 words

warning(s): some swearing, drinking

summary: donghyuck was less than happy when his good friend and local hotshot, named na jaemin, dragged him out of his dorm room and to one of his frat parties of his. however, when he catches sight of you, dancing without a worry in the world and laughing with your friends, he realizes that maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea to go, after all.

note: hi guys!!! hope u enjoy this fic based off of the song dance, baby! by boy pablo. I love that song by him so much, and I feel like it would fit hyuck the best with how upbeat the song is!! I hope you guys are still looking forward to the other member’s fics, and please let me know if you guys enjoyed this fic of mine :-)

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lee donghyuck had no idea what he was doing here. well, that was actually a complete lie, if he was being honest. his hotshot friend, named na jaemin, had dragged him to his frat party after donghyuck had cooped himself up in his dorm room after failing one of his chemistry tests. don’t even get him started on his professor for that class, he honestly hated his professor’s guts (and everything relating to science, too). he may have shed a few tears after failing that test since it was around 20% of his entire grade, and he barely even had a B in that class, so if he ended up failing that class his parents were going to whoop his ass (and no, he wasn’t being dramatic. his parents would kill him if he failed another science class again).

but besides his dramatic retelling of failing his chemistry test, his friend had still somehow convinced him to dress up a little nice and attend his frat party to brighten up his mood. donghyuck had doubted that going to one of jaemin’s disgusting frat parties would remotely do anything to brighten up his already sour mood. failing the test was one thing, but spilling his entire drink of boba on himself and his stylish outfit was another thing that made him just want to scream out at the universe. however, he would definitely get room complaints and his roommate would have a huge fit if he did so, and he, therefore, let out all of his aggravation by playing rounds and rounds of Overwatch until jaemin dragged him out of his despair (and his dorm room).

jaemin even had the nerve to just throw clothes at him and told him to “try them on and see if you can make a decent enough outfit to woo somebody with tonight.” donghyuck loved his friend, he really did, but tonight he just wanted to bodyslam jaemin down until they reach the core of the earth. alright, he admits that that idea is a little too extreme, but who says he can’t make that idea a reality? he can just hear renjun now, saying his idea is ridiculous until he finally gives in and decides to help donghyuck bodyslam jaemin together.

coming back to reality, though, donghyuck was standing in the corner of the living room awkwardly, holding a cup full of coca-cola as he people-watched while occasionally taking a sip of his carbonated drink. he’s been at the party for about an hour and a half now, and even though it was entertaining to eavesdrop into others conversations and learn all the gossip about michael cheating on his girlfriend with another girl named jessica, but after a while, it began to bore him. even worse, he couldn’t locate jaemin after jaemin had walked right into his frat house with donghyuck by his side, and within 15 minutes, his dear best friend was nowhere to be found. this wasn’t unusual, however, because whenever donghyuck attended one of his friend’s frat parties, jaemin would go missing under 20 minutes, probably smooth-talking anyone who showed the least amount of interest in him.

the music playing wasn’t that great either, it was some shitty pop radio that someone had searched up on Spotify. donghyuck didn’t have anything against pop music, by the way, but the songs that were just playing right now were… horrendous, to say the least. they made him want to plug his ears for the rest of the night and just blast his playlist all night.

oh, did he mention that it was night yet? well, it was around midnight already, and he was doing his best to fight back his sleepiness with his soda. staying up wasn’t that rare for him, in fact, he almost did it every night with how much college was kicking his ass and how playing video games would help him just chill out. also, it didn’t help his sleep deprivation when his roommate was a hardcore gamer, too, and the two of them would stay up until 3 am playing Overwatch numerous nights of the week.

although the party almost was boring him to death right now, almost enough to make him just walk out of the front door and head back to his dorm to play more video games, he couldn't find it in himself to do so when he caught sight of you.

you were standing in the middle of the living room, conversing with your friends with a red solo cup in your hand with a dazzling smile shown on your lips. he was starstruck as he watched you from afar, his eyes never leaving your figure as you start to slowly sway your hips to the song playing. he suddenly became self-conscious of what he was wearing, and he looks down at himself to see his black and white plaid flannel, white graphic tee, dark ripped jeans, and dark cherry red Doc Martens. well, he didn't look too shabby, he thought to himself before taking a sip of his drink to find that his cup was empty.

shit, the only way to get to the kitchen was to pass by you and the 50 other people who were dancing like their life depended on it. doing parkour would be easier than this shit, he thought to himself before sighing and making his way towards your direction. he couldn't find it in himself to walk up to you, say at least a greeting or a small "hi" before he finally reaches the kitchen. he frowns and scrunches his nose as the smell of alcohol fills his senses, and he could never understand why people his age liked getting drunk so much until they couldn’t even speak properly.

he shakes his head at the thought and fills his solo cup to the brim with coca-cola, and he takes a big gulp of it to make sure he doesn't end up spilling his drink all over the floor by accident. however, that almost happens when he chokes on his drink when he hears someone whisper in his ear: "woo anybody yet?"

he turns to his left to be met with jaemin, the one who had abandoned him to go make out with someone, which was quite evident from the red lipstick marks on his neck and how his lips look more red than usual. he takes note at how messed up jaemin's pink locks are, and rolls his eyes at his friend's antics. "no, I haven't 'wooed' anybody yet unlike you, jaem."

jaemin chuckles as he clinks his cup with donghyuck before taking a long swig of his drink. donghyuck did not doubt that there was some sort of alcohol in that cup, as jaemin would occasionally stumble a bit over his own 2 feet. "damn right I did. you should've seen her, man. she was all over me, and she was such a great kisser, too, oh my gosh. I just had to come over here and tell you about it." he boasts, and donghyuck can see his cheeks lightly turn pink as he rambles on about his little make out.

"...well? what happened to the girl?"

jaemin’s face slightly falls after donghyuck asks that question. "oh. I said something about exchanging numbers and eventually going on a date and scared her off. once I said that she quickly made an excuse as to why she had to leave and ran off."

donghyuck laughs as he leans against the counter beside jaemin, his eyes wandering back over to where you were to see a guy making his way up to you. his breath hitches as he watches him snake an arm around your shoulder, bringing you closer beside him. donghyuck zones in on the both of you, and he hate how he can feeling jealousy pool into his veins the longer he stares down the guy beside you, and if it wasn’t for jaemin waving a hand in donghyuck’s face and saying “earth to donghyuck?” a thousand times, he would’ve been in a trance for hours.

he shakes his head as jaemin furrows his eyebrows at his friend’s suspicious behavior, and takes it upon himself to see what was up. his eyes settle on a tall, dark-haired guy with his arm wrapped around someone, and he lets out a little “oh” and the sight. he swivels around to face donghyuck with a teasing grin on his face, and this is another reason as to why donghyuck just wants to leave this disaster of a party. “well... does little hyuck have a crush on someone? hm~?” he scoots closer next to his friend, whose face resembled a tomato with how flustered he was right now.

he swats away at his friend’s hand that was pinching his cheek, rolling his eyes once again at his friend’s antics and poking his tongue onto the inside of his cheek. “well, thanks for giving me another reason to go back and hibernate in my dorm room for the night, jaem. now if you excuse me, I’m leaving now. see ya.”

he takes a step towards the entrance before jaemin’s arm is latched onto his. “wait! hyuck, I’ll help you get their attention. come here.” he insists and places both of his hands on donghyuck’s shoulders before jaemin leads him in your direction.

donghyuck’s eyes go wide at how persistent jaemin was, and he whispers: “no, jaem, stop it. that guy is still right there beside them.” however, jaemin is too focused on getting donghyuck to woo someone tonight, especially someone who he’s attracted to, and doesn’t process his words until the two of them are standing close by you.

“ahem.” jaemin clears his throat, and donghyuck wants to just disappear right then and there as your head turns towards him and jaemin, and the guy beside you practically glares down at him and donghyuck as his arm slightly tightens around your shoulder. your eyes meet jaemin before glancing over to donghyuck, and you’re temporarily awestruck by how his eyes seemed to glimmer when the two of you met eyes. it takes you a minute to realize that that’s not what you’re here for, to be drawn to any guy that has a fashion sense and is pretty attractive. you didn’t have the time in your busy schedule to fawn over boys who would just steal your heart and run away with it.

“yes?” you question, an eyebrow raised as your eyes gloss over donghyuck’s facial features and the prominent eyebrow piercing that seemed to make him even more attractive than before. you momentarily forget that the guy that you’ve been romantically talking to is standing right by your side, his left arm possessively wrapped around your shoulder. your friends are having their own fun somewhere else, feeling bored after these two random guys came up to you and ruined the party for them. however, you knew that if they gave these two guys a chance, they would fall head over heels for them. both of them were your friends type, and even though that may be the case, it seemed that one of the guys only had eyes for you.

jaemin nudges donghyuck, and you hold back a smile as you see the dark-haired boy roll his eyes at his friend, clearly annoyed at what situation his friend had involved him in right now. “well, my friend over here, named donghyuck, has been eyeing you all night, so I think it’s safe to say that he has the hots for you. I mean, I even caught him in the act earlier! he wouldn’t stop staring at you with hearts in his eyes–”

jaemin is interrupted with a swift jab to the side of his stomach from donghyuck’s elbow, and he doubles over as donghyuck gives you a small smile. “well, if you’ll excuse us two, I will be escorting this pretty boy back to the kitchen so he can sober up.” he gives you and the intimidating guy beside you a nod before wrapping jaemin’s arm around his shoulder and lugging him back to the kitchen. you watch as he does so, your eyes never leaving his figure as some of you hoped that he would actually ask you to dance with him.

“jaem, did you just lose your fucking mind back there?! what the fuck were you planning to happen when you told them that?!” donghyuck whisper-shouts to jaemin when the two of them are back in the kitchen, making sure he’s out of your sight as he turns his back towards you. although he was mildly upset at how jaemin basically exposed his thoughts about you right in front of your face, he was also the tiniest amount of hopeful that you would come barging in here to get to know him more. however, that isn’t likely to happen as donghyuck glances back in your direction, to see you laughing up a storm with the tall guy beside you.

he can feel his heart clench in hurt and disappointment as he turns back to jaemin, just to see that his friend has abandoned him once again this evening. of course, he wasn’t really surprised at the fact that jaemin had disappeared as soon as he had gotten a hold of him, but he just wished that at least one of his other good friends were here. like jeno, who would just joke around for hours and maybe even attempt to try a kegstand. he was always the life of the party, and everyone would seem attracted to him like magnets wherever he would be.

donghyuck yawns as he taps on his phone, checking the time once again to see that an entire hour had gone by. it also didn’t help that he had another reason to leave the party, which was because of his failed interaction with you earlier. he had only spoken one sentence to you during that entire interaction earlier, and he honestly just wanted to slap himself in the face at how awkward he could be around attractive people sometimes. at this rate, all he wanted to do was distract himself and his terrible ability to flirt with people by playing rounds and rounds of Overwatch until he eventually passed out.

before leaving, he makes sure to fill up his blue solo cup up until the brim with coca cola one last time, and also makes the mistake of glancing back over at you to see you all cozied up with the guy from earlier. he couldn’t say he wasn’t surprised, honestly, but he can’t help but to hang his head down on his walk all the way back from the frat party back to his dorm room.

that night, although he was busying himself with playing Overwatch and drinking red bulls until his head spun, he still couldn’t help himself from replaying different scenarios in his head if he had actually asked you to dance with him. would you have been cocky? teasing? frivolous, maybe? he can imagine your elated expression as he busts out some terrible dance moves, and he can almost hear what your laugh would sound like in his head. he hated that he actually blushed at the thought of how beautiful your laugh would sound to his ears, and he proceeds to log off of his computer before burying himself underneath his covers.

that was the one and only chance he had to ask you to dance, because every night after that eventful night that he had decided to attend jaemin’s frat parties, you were never to be seen. even when he tried searching for you, walking in and out of every room more than once, he could never find you after that night, and even though donghyuck expected many things, this wasn’t one of them.

every night after he had gotten back underneath his covers after partying until unholy hours of the night, he would always remember how he failed to ask you, the only person who he was remotely interested in, to dance with him and forget all of your worries together. he was really an idiot, he thought to himself every night before he drifted off to sleep.

[hellohellohellobingmetropcs]

Warnings: cursing

A/N: this took longer than it should I’m sososo sorry 🙁 I had fun writing this

Request: Heyyy can I request a fluffy nick imagine where the guys are on live and you make an appearance and you and nick have cute moments ( dating in this one ) 💕

“How you guys liking the new song so far?” Brandon asked, nodding to the beat of the newly leaked song playing faintly in the background.

All five guys were scattered across the basement seen doing something different throughout the Instagram live from the group account.

Zion’s voice was heard coming from the direction the thick smoke was coming from. Edwin’s attention fixed on his yo-yo, doing tricks he had shown you last week when he first bought it.

Your cheeks gloated a shade of pink seeing your boyfriend come to the screen. His white T-shirt/gold chain combo was a fave of yours that’d have you running to his house in your free time. Sadly you were all backed up with work and so was he so you’d have to settle for FaceTimes and text messages.

B ran his hands threw his hair, reading comments going up the screen. “Guys we’re grateful for all the love we’re receiving on this record. We wrote it, produced it, and recorded it all ourselves!”

your__username: so proud of you guys 💗

“Aye Nick” Brandon tapped him, motioning towards the screen. Nick’s laugh followed him to the screen, laughing from a previous joke Austin told.

“What’s up everybody?” he chuckled, rubbing his hands together subconsciously.

your__username: 😍😍

His smile grew as your comment caught his eye. Fans started to notice the shift in his demeanor, flooding the comments with your ship name.

You started dating officially about three months ago after months of a flirty friendship. Although he’s never declared the relationship exclusively to the public you’d have to a blind man to not see that you’re dating. You post pics with each other, be seen out in public, and even sub tweet— all the good social media stuff. Of course fans started to speculate stuff but without hardcore evidence, to their knowledge you was still his best friend.

He was shocked reading the good comments and compliments on you and the relationship. Knowing you’d rather not, he still took it upon himself to request to add you to the live. “I’m about to add her”

Knowing you’d probably decline, he still requested for you to be in his live. “IF she picks up y’all. She be acting Hollywood”

“Somebody said He’s a simp” was the first cackle from your mouth as you two connected over the screen.

“A simp? Pfttt neverrr”

“Nickkkk why would you do this to me? I look crazy in front of the whole world right now” you fake whined, pulling your hair back up into a ponytail.

“Look beautiful”

“Stopppp” you giggled, getting kinda embarrassed knowing the comments were flooded with his fan accounts and that they’d blow your notifications up with this moment for at least a month.

“Guys she always does this. Prettiest girl and she’s so shy”

Trying to take the attention off you, putting it back on the guys you just waved in the camera “Tell the rest of them I said heyy”

The guys quickly greeted you back. “Stop boo-lovin for the beanz” Edwin called out, still working on his yo-yo.

“someone said we’re their parents” you smiled at the comments running up your screen this late at night. Even with eye bags and messy hair his fans were still being sweet— the total opposite of what you had expected from them.

“You guys want baby Mara? Bet” nick winked

“A baby? Where he getting that from? The store?”

“C’mon you know I like my eggs organic”

“NICK—“ your hand slapped over your ‘O’ shaped lips at his dirty joke. “Keep it pg daddy the kids are listening”

“My fault mamas”

The drop in the octave of his voice plus the pet name made butterflies rile up in your tummy. You yawned into your oversized sweater, eyes wandering back to the textbook and laptop in front of you on your study desk. Before getting accidentally consumed in your phone you were scurrying to complete a 5 paragraph essay you’d been putting off for a while. Here it was, last minute— you had roughly about 2 hours before time ran out to submit your work online for sociology class.

“Alright Nick I’m about to finish this work. I’ll call you later or tomorrow, love you”

“Alright love, talk to you later”

You exited the live, bullshitting your last two paragraphs with uncertain Wikipedia facts.

“OUR BOY IS SOFTTTT” Zion shouted, nearly jumping on Nick. “You guys seen that? A FUCKIN MUFFIN FOR HIS GIRL”

Nick shrugged his friend off him, trying to run from the camera’s view.

That night Nick had waited up for that call which he received, falling asleep on FaceTime with you.

Masterlist

Taglist: @babygirlmil

[geekgirles]

I Was Made For Loving You

Well, my dear @foxlanaeshrek​, as we say around here: lo prometido es deuda. This one-shot is based on our Rock! Branch AU. To be more specific, on your headcanon that Rock! Branch would sing rock ballads to Poppy. Hope you like it!

Branch had always known he was unusual for a Rock troll. 

 Despite his dexterity playing the most hardcore tunes with his electric guitar, he would often find himself playing more subdued and forlorn melodies. Sometimes even ballads that didn’t sound all that rock-n’-roll-ish. 

Even with his stern or even aggressive temper and his sarcastic mouth, always ready to deliver some snarky comments to whoever pushed his buttons more than what was medically recommended (basically, because most patients the doctors from Volcano Rock City tended to were usually sent there for messing with Branch in the first place), he had an uncanny ability for translating his thoughts in the form of the most beautiful verses. 

 Ugh, poetry. What a corny thing to do. If the other Rock trolls ever found out, he would never hear the end of it.

 There was also his lone wolf persona. One of the main reasons he’d been chosen as Queen Barb’s Captain, in fact. He was known for being level-headed, precise, infallible, independent, never needing anyone but himself or anything but his queen’s approval. He always got the job done. Always. And yet, he was so touch-deprived he could barely process what was happening when he received physical affection.

 Yes, he was unusual for a Rock Troll. But he’d never thought he’d be unusual enough to fall in love with a Pop troll. The Queen of the Pop trolls, of all people!

 Although, on second thought… He maybe should’ve seen it coming. 

 To make things even more unusual, Poppy was actually the only mission he had ever failed at fulfilling.

 He was supposed to send her people Queen Barb’s message, but just as he was about to, he saw her. The moment he laid eyes on her he was convinced he’d died and gone to Heaven, for only an angel could ever be good enough to compare itself to her. That voice, that laugh, those eyes, that smile! Any artistic masterpiece and its beauty paled in comparison to hers.

 And then is when he realised he’d been drooling like a hormonal teenager over the freaking Queen of the Pop trolls. Wait to go…

After finally delivering the message, he tried convincing himself that if meant nothing. He just happened to think the pink troll was hot, that’s all. It wasn’t like his heart would then threaten to burst out of his chest just at the mere thought of her, let alone having her near.

Except it sorta… kinda… low-key… high-key… did. It definitely did.

He was such a mess around her that he’d gone and made the greatest, most embarrassing mistake of his life; he’d recited poetry to her! He, a hardened Rock troll and second-in-command of the troll responsible for her imprisonment, had recited poetry to her, a happy-go-lucky queen who proved herself to be the biggest threat to their plan. And it that weren’t mortifying enough, the poetry happened to be about her. Because, why not? Since he was already digging his own grave, might as well engrave the words in his tombstone…

When he finally realised what he’d done he expected to be mocked. To be looked at as if he were completely insane (he probably was, anyway). To be laughed at… What he didn’t expect, though, was to be stared at with such single-minded devotion by a wide-eyed, blushing pink queen.

Her mesmerised voice somehow managed to bewitch and simultaneously free him from his trance, “Wow… Branch, t-that was… That was beautiful!” she praised, “No one’s ever said anything like that about me. Thank you, I also love your eyes.”

The smile on her face as she uttered those words was enough for him to realise his loyalty now laid beside her. And he’d be damned if he ever let anything bad happen to her.

Although, a shameful part of him had to admit he’d been drooling over how smothering hot she looked as a Rock troll. But nobody had to know about that.

And now that the trolls were finally united, regardless of the kind of music they worshipped, he was lucky enough to have won the Pop queen’s heart. He just needed to find a way to show how aware of his luck he was.

Luckily, he knew just the perfect thing. 

………

 Poppy still couldn’t believe she was dating a Rock troll. And what a Rock troll he was! Branch was everything she could’ve ever hoped for in a mate; he was smart, he was reliable, he was down-to-earth (something hard to find amongst her subjects), he had the most incredible voice! And he was, oh, so handsome. So, so handsome. She’d caught herself shamelessly devouring him with her gaze more than once. Her eyes would wander around his naked chest, completely mesmerised by his physique. Or her hands would try and touch that mullet of his, in an attempt to pull strands of hair because she could barely control herself!

But if anyone noticed and asked about it, it was always the same answer, “Oh, I just thought he had some fuzz in his hair, that’s all”, or, “Oh, I was just looking at your tattoo! I didn’t notice that one before…”

But most importantly, she loved the way he treated her. She never would have expected a Rock troll to be so caring, so attentive. But alas, that was Branch with her. And she loved every second they spent together.

Which was all the more reason to be excited about their date tonight!

The night before Debbie delivered a letter from him to her, asking to meet him at one of the clearings of Troll Village the following night. He said there was something he wanted to show her.

So there she was, dressed in a simple violet dress with pink hearts adorning the hem and a tiara to match. She could already feel her heart beating faster the moment their gazes met. She ran to him, knowing he would catch her in his open arms.

“Branch!” she greeted him as she nuzzled his cheek with his own, enjoying the embrace he had her in.

“Poppy”, he chuckled in response.

“It’s so great to see you! How’ve you been these past week?” Has it been a week already since she saw him last? How did she manage to survive that long?

“It’s been fine”, he shrugged before leaning in closer so he could whisper into her ear, “I missed the presence of the only ray of sunshine I need in my life, though.”

Touched by his beautiful words, she put a heart on her chest before pecking his cheek. He was so romantic!

 “So! What did you want to show me?”

 “Actually,” he started as he guided her to a picnic mat that was already set, “I think we should eat first and leave the best part for the end.” He winked at her, “Wouldn’t want to work on an empty stomach!”

 She just giggled before she complied, sitting down next to him.

 Their little night picnic was simply delightful. They spent hours doing nothing but eating, sometimes feeding each other; flirting, laughing, and generally having a good time. Finally, just when the moon was highest in the sky and the lighting was just right, Branch took out his guitar from his hair and began to play. After a few notes, he soon accompanied the melody with his voice.

Tonight I want to give it all to you

In the darkness There's so much I want to do And tonight I want to lay it at your feet 'Cause girl, I was made for you And girl, you were made for me

 Poppy certainly didn’t know what to do, she was still getting used to the Rock trolls’ customs and norms, not to mention their music. So she wasn’t sure how to interpret Branch’s song. But the more she listened to the lyrics, the more she could understand it was somehow… Beautiful. Touching even. 

I was made for lovin' you baby You were made for lovin' me And I can't get enough of you baby Can you get enough of me

Despite his cool exterior, Branch was freaking out inside. What if Poppy was weirded out by his choice of song? What if she didn’t like it? He meant every word of it as he was composing it, his feelings for Poppy resurfacing at full force as he wrote down the words. But she was still a Pop troll, and their views on romance could be even more different than their views on music. He just hoped the song was getting through to her.

Tonight I want to see it in your eyes Feel the magic There's something that drives me wild And tonight we're gonna make it all come true 'Cause girl, you were made for me And girl I was made for you

As Branch kept singing, Poppy couldn’t help but grin widely at him. This song spoke about them! About how he truly felt about their relationship! Her boyfriend was really too wonderful for words. Without even realising it, as if under a spell, she slowly rose from her seat, getting closer to him with every step. 

I was made for lovin' you baby You were made for lovin' me And I can't get enough of you baby Can you get enough of me

The moment he saw the smile on her face he knew he would do anything to see that expression on her face until his last day. She truly was too enchanting for words. But he was going to try and express how he felt through this song. Although he, himself, could barely keep the dopey smile off his face when she started getting closer to him. And the moment she started singing along? Hair, he was a goner.

I was made for lovin' you baby You were made for lovin' me And I can give it all to you baby Can you give it all to me

Oh, can't get enough, oh, oh I can't get enough, oh, oh I can't get enough Yeah, ha

I was made for lovin' you baby You were made for lovin' me

When the song finally ended and they looked into each other’s eyes they knew nothing needed to be said. As they leaned closer together, they sealed their feelings for each other with a kiss. They were truly made for loving each other.

[mammonsquad]

Can I request some headcanons for the boys with tol girl™️ MC? I'm talking like 5'11-6' tall. I see so many headcanons for tiny mc. Tall girls need some lovin' too! Thank you! 😍

YES we love tol girls here but I’m gonna keep it gender neutral for all of our MC 💛

Tall!MC Headcanons

Lucifer

*this boy would love a tall MC

*like truly

*hes all about aesthetics and while he would be fine with a small MC

*a tall MC for him would just be *chefs kith*

*he also just seems like the type to love long legs

*not nsfw but I mean I could see him being a leg guy

Mammon

*listen I know he’s y’all in canon

*but in my brain he’s short

*like 5’4-5’6

*and while we all know he crushes hardcore on MC when they first meet

*i think he’d be a bit insecure to officially date MC when they’re taller than him

*he’d get over it but at first it would be a challenge for him

*but if he ever saw that he made MC feel insecure over their height he’d feel so bad and start complimenting their height left and right

*to the point MC has to physically tell him to stop

Leviathan

*this otaku would be thrilled if MC were tall

*i mean think about it

*he plays a lot of mmo games

*he 100% has to play as the taller types

*and honestly if he can get that irl

*hed go absolutely feral about it

*constantly bragging about MC’s height to them as if he’s the one that’s tall

*probably thinks it somehow adds stats to his real life

Asmodeus

*he’s the avatar of lust

*he 100% couldn’t care about height/weight/body type/etc

*if he thinks MC is being insecure about their height or anything

*he’ll make sure MC feels secure

*like he’ll really make sure

*man is all about making sure MC feels good about themselves

*wants to make them feel like they’re the most amazing/attractive person in the world

*also I don’t think he would notice MC’s height right off the bat

*i also see him as being v tall, regardless of canon

Satan

*i think he’d be the most insecure about MC being taller than him

*like he doesn’t care about things like that but he wants to feel like protector

*he would probably be someone that equates height to how well someone can be protected/how strong someone is

*i mean to be fair, look at Beelzebub

*he wouldn’t confess any sort of attraction to MC until he could get over his insecurities

*and once they were together he’d probably never mention it

Beelzebub

*now if you thought Lucifer was into tall people

*Beelzebub’s a whole other beast

*he wants someone who he can look in the eyes at all times

*MC being tall would be like icing on a cake for him

*theyre already borderline perfect so being tall would just make everything better in his opinion

*also when MC wears his clothes, it wouldn’t just drown them

*imagine your tall partner fitting in your clothes too??

*hed love that

Belphegor

*maybe I just love tall people and I’m just projecting

*but I think Belphie would also love a tall MC

*hes Beelzebub’s twin so he’s also tall

*plus he loves to sleep

*taking naps with tall MC means he can be the little spoon all he wants

*makes him feel safer knowing MC is as tall as them

*another one the equates height with power

*but like in a good way

*admires MC because wow look how amaZing they are