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[sarahsangelicdoll]

https://x.com/CouplesNotez/status/1868755806092771812

Rafe core

(twitter/x porn link)

OMFG YESS 😫 more specifically high off coke Rafe and Reader.

cw: not exactly like the video, language changed to be more rafe vibes, p n v, soft!Rafe,

Like early season 1 Rafe core when you went with Rafe and his family to a trip to the bahamas.. you two are golfing in the hugee backyard. It’s hot af outside so the two of you are all sweaty and decide to cool off in the pool house… you guys are all alone.. which eventually leads to the two of you deciding to do coke. It’s only your second or third time doing it so you’re high out of your mind along with Rafe who does more than you.

Due to the weather and how sweaty you were you chose to lose the clothes, Rafe following quickly behind and deciding to fuck you right then and there in the pool house with the doors wide open.

You’re just spouting a whole bunch of shit to simply get a reaction out of Rafe, ignoring him when he tries to shush you or say something; “You don’t pay attention to me,” “baby-” “What’s my favourite genre of music.”

But Rafe doesn’t answer right away, instead just chuckling at your behaviour, which just leads to you getting increasingly annoyed, but holding your legs up for him nevertheless while cutting him off again; “Ba-“ What’s my favourite genre of fucking music, tell me.” You demand, words slurring together.

And you just continue on, words getting more and more demanding as you got increasingly annoyed. Eventually Rafe needs to lean down and shut you up. “What’s my-“ “Hey hey hey,” He murmurs, slapping your lips lightly with his pointer finger.

“We ain’t even close to being done, ‘aight? once we’re done you can do your thing.” He say before pulling his finger back and leaning back upright, his thrusts speeding up. “Now be a good girl, k?”

You just leaned your head back as you giggled, smiling to yourself after finally getting a reaction out of him, wrapping your arm around your legs again as you spoke again in a matter of fact tone. “I am a good girl,”

And you just continued going on about how you’re a ‘fucking good girl’, completely ignoring what Rafe was or was trying to say and Rafe couldn’t help but chuckle and speed up his thrusts at your random mumbling, smacking your thigh as he brushed hair out of his face. “Fucking high as shit too.”

⟡ ݁₊ . written by sarahsangelicdoll, 2025 on tumblr! © do not repost on any third party website or repost as yours. Doing so will result in me blocking you and reporting.

[wintfleur]

hi roro, congrats on your 1k!! you deserve it so much! 💞 if you're still taking requests for ur celebration, can you do prompt 9 🪷 with lando? thank you 🫶

౨ৎ hair dryers and promised mimosas 

﹕─┈ pairings ( Lando norris x female! reader )

°. — summary ( your clingy boyfriend doesn’t want to leave your side so early in the morning )

°. — details ( g; fluff. w; none. I did not proof read soz. wc; 1.8k )

﹕─┈ prompt ~ sitting between their legs as they dry your hair

˖ ་ 💭 roro’s notes ( Ahh tysm lovely! Ur so sweet mwah x i had so much fun writing this ! Tysm for sending in a req !!! I hope you all enjoy it !!! Please don’t be a silent reader )

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There weren't a lot of things that Lando would wake up early for on his days off, it was no secret Lando loved his sleep, and he loved sleeping in your shared bed, especially since he missed it so much while he was off racing. But he loved you more, so when he rolled over in bed, wanting to snuggle into your arms he grumpily sat up in confusion when he saw you weren't sleeping next to him. 

The worry that was building up in him disappears when he takes notice of the faint sound of music coming from the bathroom. An annoyed groan leaves his lips as he recollects you telling him yesterday that you were going out for breakfast with a few of your girlfriends, he wanted to spend more time with you in bed. Lando flings the warm blanket off his body and slowly trudges out of the bed and towards the bathroom, his mind coming up with excuses he could use to get you to stay home. 

You were so caught up in doing your skincare and quietly singing along to the music playing from your phone, to notice the cracked bathroom door opening wide. Lando stood in the doorway for a few moments, watching as you rubbed some sunscreen on your face, you looked so peaceful. Already dressed in your outfit of choice, a white fluffy towel on your head as it helped dry your hair quicker. 

A gasp of surprise leaves your lips when you notice your sleepy boyfriend standing in the doorway, from the corner of your eye through the mirror. You quickly turn to face him, placing your hand over your heart at the fright, a surprised laugh leaving your lips “Lan! Don't do that, you scared me.” 

“Consider it revenge for scaring me this morning” your boyfriend sassily replied as he moved towards you. You raise your eyebrows at his sassy mood and turn back around, facing the mirror so you can continue getting ready. You pause the music on your phone, already knowing that you were about to get an earful of your boyfriend's dramatics. “I have no idea what you're talking about darling.” 

“I woke up alone, on my day off! Imagine how I felt waking up cold and alone. You claim to have missed me while I was away, but this just proves you didn't. I thought you loved me” he whined dramatically and tiredly as he rested his forehead on your shoulder blade, his eyes fluttering close and his body begging to go back to sleep. You giggled as you looked through one of your makeup bags “Lando you know i love you, and you also know i had to wake up early this morning.” 

“If you truly loved me you would get in bed and cuddle me back to sleep” Lando pouted as he lifted his head up from your shoulder blade and rested his chin on your shoulder, his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you closer to him. Lando winced dramatically as he watched you curl your eyelashes. 

The two of you made eye contact through the mirror and for a second you wanted to get back in bed with him when you saw how sleepy he looked, but then you remembered the free mimosas you were promised, and you absolutely loved cuddling in bed with lando . . . but you desperately needed some drinks and breakfast with your girlfriends after a long week of stressful work. You moved one of your hands to your waist, setting it on top of his hands and squeezing them softly as you spoke “We can cuddle as soon as i get back, i won't be gone long, promise.” 

Lando let out a sigh, he really wanted you to stay with him, but he nodded in agreement nonetheless, he knew how much you were looking forward to it. Lando places a soft kiss on your shoulder before standing straight and moving his hands to hold your hips instead “When do you have to leave?” 

“In like 10 minutes, I just have to dry my hair and style it and I'm ready to go” you tell him as you lean forward so you would be closer to the mirror, getting a better look at your eyelashes as you put on your mascara. Lando's eyes followed your movement, his eyes dropping to your back, lingering on your arch before quickly looking back up at you before his mind could get carried away. His body was already aching and missing the way you felt pressed up against him, he quickly stutters out a response, wanting to stay close to you until you had to leave “Can i do it ⸺ dry your hair i mean.” 

You pull away the mascara wand from your eye and lock eyes with his sweet and twinkling eyes. Lando always became extra clingy in the morning, not that you complained. You softly smile “Sure darling, plug in the hair dryer while I finish my mascara, would you?” 

Lando grins happily and places a quick kiss to your shoulder before crouching down and opening the cabinet under the sink to look for the dryer. The bright morning light shone through the windows of the bathroom; you had put the curtains back so you could get the natural light. You glanced down at your giddy boyfriend; he looked so pretty in the morning. You looked away and focused on your mascara, knowing that if you stared at him any longer you wouldn't be leaving the house in ten minutes. 

You pulled the white towel off your head, careful not to tug on your hair, you tossed the towel into the laundry basket and looked towards the bathroom door when you heard an unfamiliar sound. 

“Here sit on this” Lando requested sweetly as he pulled in a short and circular stool ottoman into the bathroom for you to sit on. It was made of a soft fabric and decorated your shared room perfectly, it was also a designated place for Lando to set his hats on, too lazy to put them away in the closet. You had just finished putting all of your things away on the counter when he pulled it into the bathroom. 

You smiled and sat down on the stool he had moved close to the counter, the hair dryer cord not too long. Your sweet boyfriend stood behind you, a hair dryer and your brush in his hands, you looked at him through the mirror and watched as a look of confusion came over his face as he looked down at the buttons on the dryer, trying to figure out which one turns it on. You turn to face him, ready to help him but you stop when it turns on, your boyfriend flinching at the surprising sound. 

You look up at him through the window and he lets out an embarrassed chuckle, a big smile on his lips. You roll your eyes at Lando's silliness and sit up straight when he starts drying your hair. Your eyes flutter close at the soothing feeling of the warmth coming from the dryer and the softness and rhythmic feeling of him brushing through your hair. 

You open your eyes when you feel his lips softly kiss your forehead, your eyes catching him leaning up and continuing to dry your hair, a lovesick smile on his lips. You look at him through the mirror, a smile on your lips at the adorable look of concentration that comes across his face as he focuses on your hair, trying to do the same thing he's seen you do countless times before. 

There was something so comforting in the way he always wanted to be around you, he never got tired of your presence like your past partners did. He didn't care what the two of you were doing, as long as you guys were together. After another minute or so, your hair was now dry and had a good amount of volume. Who knew Lando was so good at doing your hair? You didn't know . . . last time he tried to braid your hair it got so tangled, and he felt so bad. 

“Did I do a good job?” Lando whispered as he watched you stand up and lean closer to the mirror to get a better look at your hair, he set the dryer on the counter and bit his lip as he continued to watch you mess with your hair. You smiled and turned around to face him, putting your hands on Lando's waist and pulling him closer to you. “Darling it's perfect.”

“Mmm just like you” you whispered before you leaned up on your tippy toes, your eyes closing as you took his lips into a kiss. Lando's eyes quickly close as he kisses you back, his hands cupping your cheeks softly as your lips move perfectly together. You reluctantly pull away when your alarm on your phone goes off, letting you know it's time to go. 

Lando's hands on your cheeks drop to your waist as you reach back to grab your phone, you turn off your alarm and quickly type out a response to your friend who just pulled up and is waiting for you. You look up from your phone and up at Lando who was already looking at you, a small frown on his lips, he really didn't want you to go. 

“I’ll be back soon darling, we can stay in bed for the rest of the day” you promised sweetly, leaning up to place a quick kiss to his cheek before you turn around to quickly spray some of your favorite perfume on before walking into the bedroom to put on your shoes and grab your bag. Lando watches you rush around the bedroom, the scent of your perfume making him feel dizzy but in a good way. “I’ll hold you to that.” 

“You better!” You playfully shout as you make your way out of the bedroom, you have your bags and your shoes on, all ready to go. Just as you step out of the bedroom you pause; you are missing one more thing. You turn around and Lando lets out a small chuckle as you rush over to him, cupping his face as you give a quick but passionate kiss, a kiss that he would be thinking about the whole time you were gone. You pull away and whisper breathlessly against his wet lips “I love you.” 

“I love you too, have fun” Lando whispered back, giving you a cheeky wink when you turned around to give him a look of feign shock when he smacked your ass as you walked away. You chuckle and roll your eyes, leaving the shared apartment, with a new pep in your step. Now even more excited to come back home to your sweet boyfriend. 

Lando smiles as he hears your laughter fade and he soon hears the door open, close and lock. He was now home alone. Lando let out a tired sigh and moved to lay in the messy bed, laying on your side of the bed and breathing in your scent as he laid his head on your pillow. He let out a tired sigh and let himself relax in the warm bed, drifting off into a sleep filled with dreams of you. 

˖ ་ 💭 roro’s notes ( ending is kinda rushed :( I haven’t had much time to write so I was quick to finish it !!! Still hope you guys loved it though !!! The rest of my fics for my 1k celly should be out soon )

°. — taglist ( @iloveyou3000morgan @copper-boom @cixrosie @partyinpitlane @toasttt11 @c-losur3 @ophcelia @lovings4turn )

[t0ta11y-n0t-cup1d]

You’ve showed in a few of your drabbles and fics the boys’ more instinctive behaviors when it comes to the people they like (like Leo with his tapping/claw fluttering). Do you think you could tell us a bit more about how you think each of the boys act differently around the person they like due to their instincts and more “turtle-like” behavior? I think it’s super cute and cool that you try to incorporate those traits into your fics! I’d love to see more of it 💞💞💞

Instinct

꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡ ;; small habits that you've picked up from the turtles

taglist ;; @apostlephobe

req ;; yes/no

gn reader—they/them prns

warnings ;; swearing

raph ;;

— not just because he's an alligator snapping turtle, but i think he would display a lot of cuteness/affectionate aggression!!

— i.e. playful bites, playfighting (very, VERY careful playfighting. he is a big boy and can crush you easily.)

— he deffo chirps and churrs, but it's absolutely the deepest out of the brothers. like it's SCARY how deep his churrs can get.

— on the topic of sounds, he deffo makes like dog-whining sounds when he's upset :( like the high-pitched ones (he makes them whenever he's really REALLY worried or just upset)

— big tail go whoosh. mostly sways when he's nervous/happy!!!! he loves u but stay back when he's REALLY happy mans can knock you into your feet by accident :(

— do not the tail unless u tell him first + get permission. easy way to death is to touch his tail without asking bc his first reaction will be to swing it HARD (not intentionally) and it WILL give you a concussion.

leo ;;

— prone to chirping. that's it. loves to chatter and prattle on, especially about how much he loves you, and will only ever stop if you give him kisses + affection, and will do so with soft chirps <3

— ALSO CHURRS!! but gets embarrassed about it and tries to do it in private/ when only you are around (p.s. he churrs almost all the time when y'all r alone)

— like mentioned in the post, he flutters and taps his claws!! this one is more instinctive so he gets HELLA embarrassed when y'all r doing whatever and his hands go to your face and gently tap or wiggle against your cheeks

— (melts if you do it back to him)

— y'all seen those photos of red-eared sliders riding on top of softshells?? yeah that but you. he will LAY ON YOU any chance he gets homeboy loves to cuddle

— his tail isn't as big as raph's, but deffo is as expressive, it wags alot, mostly when he's happy,, but like his churrs, he normally tries to control himself and his reactions so around others, his tail will twitch a little around you, but it's full-on wagging when ur alone :]]

donnie ;;

- homeboy growls more often than actual churrs, but u can BET UR ASS that as soon as u say sumn as little as 'wow, that's so cool!' or 'ooh, ur so smart!' to him HE LOSES IT homeboy becomes a chirruped, churring mess

- obv he's preferential w physical touch, but is in heaven when u massage his shoulders after a long day of missions/work (shrimp posture) and he subconsciously churrs (despite him denying it)

- when feeling needy/ in a lovey-dovey mood, he tends to nudge ur head w his, veryvery gently

- so much so that it can be a silent way (cough cough bad boy image) of him asking for affection/ attention from u w/o having to actually ask

- unlike raph and leo. does not. NOT like having his tail touched he will bite and snap at u outta pure instinct.

- SPEAKING OF WHICH gentle bites and deffo some playfighting bc softshells r aggressive but he loves u a lot :]] also when annoyed/agitated/threatened. neck. he turns around/ stretches his neck (not much) to look bigger + more intimidating (it just looks silly)

mikey ;;

- straight out the gate we all know he's affectionate and touchy asf. i know i said it for all of them but.

- PLAYFIGHTING!!!!!;;;;!!!!:!!!:: but he don't hold back. he is BITING he is SCRATCHING he is PLAYING DIRTY!!!!!!!!!!!! (he learned it from leo)

- tends to just. bumpbump nudgenudge u when he wants affection (or whines for it bc #youngest-child-syndrome)

- considering how talkative and very open-w-his-feelings he is, he's probbles the most comfortable openly chirping and churring around you, he does not care bc he wants u to know u make him happy/comfy enough to be able to do those sounds :))

- the tail!! wags like CONSTANTLY but similar to raph's, don't touch unless given permission (he bites)

LUV FROM ;; CUPEZ

A/N ;; HIIII hi guys :) lol sorry for going missing. i have no excuse. ANYWAYYYYY sorry for such a lil upload and IM SO SORRY FOR GETTING THIS REQ DONE SO LATE :(((((( anyhow, i HOPE (not promising) that i can start writing more and more soon!! busy w school but y'all know how it is!!!!

[tkaulitzlvr]

2008 tom forcing reader to answer a call from her bf while they're secretly fucking, going faster and whispering dirty things in her ear as shes on call to tease her, making it harder for her to not to make any noise🤭🤭

btw I love ur writings sm, one of my fav writers fr😩

thankyouu😽🙏🏻

ANSWER IT - T. KAULITZ

synopsis: your boyfriend calls you at a pretty inconvenient time, but tom forces you to answer, and you have to disguise what is really happening, tom not making it easy for you.

content: smut

a/n: thank u so much anon! and oh my god this req is such a good idea, literally as soon as i saw it i knew it was gonna be the next one i write, and i had so much fun making this so thank u so much for requesting i hope u like it!!💞

come over, no one else is home. 10:47pm

i stared at the text message as it came through, the words looking back at me, contemplating on whether i should give in or not. my mind, the more rational, morally correct side of me, tells me that i should say no, reminding me that i have a boyfriend, who would be home from his business trip in just a couple of hours. but, the fact that my heart should have belonged to someone else had never stopped me before. my heart was more reckless, making rash decisions that spoke only for my impulses, not the part of me that felt guilty for what i had been doing for the past few months, completely unbeknownst to my boyfriend.

it was never meant to turn out like this, no. what was firstly settled as a ‘drunk mistake’ that my boyfriend wouldn’t have to know about became a sober fuck, one that happens at least once a week. i am hooked, unable to stay away from tom despite the constant nagging that reminds me how much of an evil person i am. but my guilty conscience is not strong enough to win me over, so i keep going back, completely addicted to the way tom feels, my boyfriend unable to give me the same satisfaction.

he is kind, loyal, loving. i don’t deserve him, really. he would come home from work every evening, completely oblivious of the fact that another man had been inside of me just hours before, intimate with me in the bed that we would sleep in every night - he knows nothing about any of it.

and it is this that reminds me that i should decline tom’s offer, my eyes still blazing into the phone screen as the message stares at me. i have a boyfriend, this is wrong. the voice inside of my head says, chanting it over and over, convincing me to make the right decision for once, instead of acting purely on desire. he would be heartbroken if he ever found out, he doesn’t deserve this. my conscience continues, on the brink of winning me over, the shame of what i have become sinking into me, nothing about this entire thing justifiable on my part. i can put a stop to this, do the right thing, all i need to do is say the word.

k, i’ll be over soon. 10:51pm

i sigh, a little embarrassed at my lack of self-control, knowing that tom has me wrapped around his finger, unable to decline his invitation. the blood is on my hands, staining my innocence, and i am far too into this to ever go back to the way things once were. i jump out of bed, rushing over to the mirror and inspecting my appearance. my makeup is a little messed up, so i take time fixing it, making sure i look perfect for tom, adjusting my hair after, removing any knots in at as it falls to my shoulders. finally satisfied, i grab my keys, leaving the apartment and locking the door behind me, making my way to the parking lot.

i unlock my car, climbing in cautiously, checking that my boyfriend hadn’t unexpectedly arrived home early before turning off my location on my phone, getting used to doing these things to avoid getting caught as much as i could. the car engine starts with a low hum, radio quietly sounding out in the background as i drive to tom’s house, the guilt soon fading away as excitement buzzes around me.

the familiar house comes into view, but i park a little further down the street, not wanting to make it obvious that i was there in case my boyfriend did find out where i was. the street is dark as i climb out of my car, locking it before quickly walking towards his house, checking behind me and knocking on the door.

tom opens it within a few seconds, smirking whilst looking me up and down, moving to the side and giving me room to walk in. he shuts the door behind him, not wasting any time as he pushes me forcefully against the wall, attaching his lips to mine.

“missed you.” he mutters into the kiss as i whine a little in response, already too into it to give him a proper answer, but judging by the way his hands travel down my back, squeezing my ass firmly, it doesn’t seem like he wants to do much talking anyways.

but i didn’t mind, our hookups strictly sexual, no romance behind them. sure, he would whisper things into my ear in the heat of the moment, but i knew that it didn’t mean anything, and i didn’t want it to either. despite betraying my boyfriend in the most evil way possible, i didn’t want to end things with him, somehow still feeling something towards him though he could never pleasure me the way tom does.

without breaking the kiss, tom’s hands hook around my thighs, lifting me upwards as i instinctively wrap my legs around his waist, our lips moving against each other’s as he carries me to his bedroom, my hands locked around his neck, arms resting on his shoulders.

my back collides with the bed as he places me onto it, his hand flush against my back for support as he falls onto it with me, our lips never breaking, his body now on top of mine. he clearly doesn’t want to tease me, his hands finding the bottom of my hoodie, pulling it off and leaving it somewhere on his carpet, leaving me in only my shorts and small pink bra. he smirks at my lack of clothing, drinking it all in whilst his fingers play with the waistband of my shorts. he takes them off too, seeing that my panties match the bra, his tongue moving to the corner of his mouth.

“all this for me, hm?” he smirks, moving my thighs apart and leaning downwards, cupping my breasts in his hands, squeezing them slightly as i let out a small moan, blushing at his words and nodding my head. “i bet he doesn’t touch you like i do, get you to put in all this effort for him.”

tom continues to taunt me, the mention of my boyfriend causing my heart to wrench, guilt settling in my stomach as it is enough to remind me how much of a bad person i am. but, the second tom pulls his t-shirt off, revealing his toned frame, adorned with muscle in all the right places, his abs on full display, any thought of my boyfriend is long gone, my eyes and mind only focused on what is in front of me - the view admittedly far better than anything he could ever give.

tom reconnects our lips, his tongue entering my mouth, hips beginning to grind against mine at a torturously slow pace, hands moving to swiftly unclip my bra. i start to become impatient, fingers toying with the waistband of his jeans as i scramble for the button, undoing them as his zipper follows. he sees that i am struggling, tugging them down himself and letting his boxers come off with them.

he moves my panties to the side, not even bothering to pull them down, before sliding into me, a long moan escaping from my lips as i feel him stretch my walls, already feeling so full.

“so fucking tight, always so good.” he mutters, his forehead against mine, his breath tickling my nose as he speaks, a choked moan sounding from his lips as he is fully inside. he waits a second, studying my expression, gauging that i am okay as he almost pulls out fully, before slamming into me unexpectedly.

my breathing is heavy, body glistening with sweat as i hold onto him, my hands raking down his back as his pace speeds up, becoming more fast and relentless. i am so far gone, in too much pleasure to even process anything that is happening around me - including the sound of my phone beginning to ring.

tom, however, notices immediately, picking it up from the bedside table whilst still thrusting into me, my eyes following his movements as i am too lost in ecstasy to ask what he is doing. he turns the phone, showing me who is calling. my eyes widen as i shake my head, signalling for him to put it down, not wanting him to stop.

“answer it.” is all he says, passing the phone to me, one hand on my hips, helping him to move in and out of me easier, whilst the other holds the phone to my ear. he accepts the call, smirking as my boyfriend’s voice can faintly be heard.

“baby? hey, uh, i just got home from work. where are you?” he asks, tom nodding his head, gesturing for me to speak. a knowing smirk spreads across his face as he speeds up his thrusts, my teeth sinking into my lips to prevent a moan that is dangerously close to spilling from them.

“h-hey love.” i pant, trying to sound nonchalant, failing miserably as i feel tom hit my g-spot, a muffled whine sounding from the back of my throat.

“what are you doing? you okay?” my boyfriend asks, his tone laced with confusion.

“sorry uh- my back is sore, the usual.” i manage to get out, quickly closing my mouth as tom stares into my eyes, enjoying the way i struggle, showing no sympathy as he only drills into me faster. “i’m- i’m at my mom’s house.”

the excuse is terrible, tom furrowing his brows once i utter the words, making me realise how unbelievable it is. but, he finds my lack of thought amusing, smiling a little before resting his head in the crook of my neck, planting rough, open-mouthed kisses there. i sigh out in response, quickly covering my mouth as i mentally curse my self.

“your mom’s place? what are you doing there? it’s like nearly midnight.” my boyfriend responds, clearly hesitant to buy my excuse.

“yeah, family emergency. i-i’ll…be home in the morning-” i have to stop my speech, pursing my lips shut as a moan is dangerously close to sounding from them.

tom smirks against my neck, goosebumps forming on the skin whilst his lips curve into a slight smile.

“look at you. getting fucked whilst your boyfriend is on the phone.” tom mutters, his voice low as he makes sure that his words can’t be made out through the phone. “so wrong. but you love it, don’t you, hm? fucking slut.”

tom continues to taunt me, paying attention to the way i bite my lip, or place my tongue on the roof of my mouth, even squeeze his upper arms, anything to stop any noise from coming out of my mouth, desperate to stay undetected.

“what? is everything okay?” my boyfriend asks, showing concern as he tries to extend the situation, much to my annoyance, unable to keep this up for much longer, wanting nothing more than to cry out in pleasure. “should i come-”

“no!” i quickly say, a little harsher than i initially intended to, the utterance a mix of desperation and an attempt to hold back a moan, the combination coming out as an abrupt plea. “i mean- she, she’s just…a little overwhelmed.”

tom begins to kiss the skin below my ear, biting at it gently, knowing this spot drives me crazy, and once i shiver a little, he knows that he has me right where he wants me, changing his thrusts a little as the new angle causes a familiar knot to build in my stomach.

“could he make you feel like this, hm? only i can, right baby?” he whispers, knowing the effect that he has on me, no need for me to verbalise it, the way my eyes screw shut at his movements enough to confirm it. “so needy, letting me do this to you whilst he can hear. if only he knew…”

his words against my neck combined with the new angle makes the urge to moan almost unbearable as i bite down onto tom’s shoulder, a low grunt escaping his mouth at my unexpected action. yet it only fuels his stamina as he chuckles under his breath, enjoying the effect he has on me, the thrill of the entire situation turning him on even more.

“oh, just, let me know if you need anything okay? i love you.” my boyfriend says, finally wrapping up the conversation as i sigh in relief, feeling at ease as i have somehow managed to pull this off.

but tom clearly isn’t satisfied with how i have managed to stay quiet, desperate to get some sort of noise out of me, and, he knows exactly how to do that. one hand still holding the phone to my ear, he moves his other downwards, using it to rub circles on my clit whilst thrusting in and out of me. and that is all it takes for a restricted moan to leave my lips, unable to be mistaken for anything else. i know that i am in deep shit.

“what the fuck was that? what’s going on? are you fucking someone?” my boyfriend asks, his voice raising as he has finally picked up on what is going on.

“w-what? are you crazy? of course not!” i quickly say, panting through my words, no longer able to hide it, knowing that i am completely fucked.

“don’t fucking bullshit me! where the fuck are you? i can’t believe this, you’re fucking cheating on me? i swear to fucking god once i find-”

his furious rambling is cut off as tom ends the call, turning my phone off and throwing it somewhere on the bed, his hand now running up and down my waist.

“i did you a favour. he was fucking annoying anyways.” tom breathes out, a satisfied grin tugging on his lips, only faltering once he reconnects them with mine, the hurt of what had just happened never sinking in, tom’s movements more than enough to make me forget.

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[ch1lde-mora]

hii i totes want some new authors to follow so, im sending a req :3 !!! some soft roomie childe x reader 💞

have a yummy day! ~~

and they were roommates - childe x reader

hello!! thank you for the request <3 i decided to do a small modern confession scene for this but childe miiight be a little ooc in this (lmk if u think he is)! again tysm and i hope u have a good day too !!

story under the cut - enjoy !! xo V

When you first moved in with Childe, you never expected the kind of life you have now. Fresh out of college and desperate, one of your good friends had a room open and a reasonable rent; you took that offer as fast as he gave it to you with wide eyes and the hope for a bright, happy future.

In this moment, however, nothing seemed very happy or bright except for the ginger as he knocked on your door and peeked into your room at the crack of dawn to wake you up. “Y/N..! Wake up! It’s time to start the day!”

You turned over to look at him with sleepy eyes and the angriest expression you could muster -- it wasn’t very effective, as he was like the human embodiment of a star and very difficult to be mad at -- mumbling a response along the lines of “What do you want… Too early..” as he smiled even more widely.

Childe didn’t do this often by any means, but when he did it meant there was some sort of surprise, the fire alarm had gone off or that he had made breakfast. It was either the first or the last option, and quite honestly it was sweet but way too early. 

“Ah, cmon, I’ve got something planned for today. Just for us roomies, you know? I figured we could go grocery shopping and do a deep clean.” You blinked wearily before sitting up, pointing your finger at him. 

“You woke me up.. at this time in the morning.. to go grocery shopping.. and clean?” He nodded and you let out a large sigh before getting out of bed. When he had something planned like this, it was mostly a ploy to get the two of you to spend time together; it didn’t help that you had the biggest crush on him. 

“I knew you’d be down for it. Meet me in the kitchen in about twenty minutes, roomie.” He winked before leaving you to get ready, and you scrambled to get into something half-decent; Childe often left his true motives unknown, so you could only guess what was to come.

Once you were freshened up to your standards, you walked into the kitchen still blinking sleep out of your eyes to find him with an apron on making some food, quiet jazz playing on the radio. “We had a few eggs left, and the bacon wouldn’t have been good for longer so I figured I would make breakfast before we went.” He explained, and you gave a soft smile.

“That makes sense. Okay then, I’ll start making a grocery list. So, we need…” A comfortable silence came between the two of you after you spoke, the quiet scribbles of the pencil contrasting with the sizzles of the grease against the pan. 

After a few minutes, he plated the meal for two and placed it in front of you, tucking some hair behind your ear as he did so. “All ready. How’s your progress on the list?” A pink tint overtook your face as you stuttered out a response. “I- um- well- I think I have everything here.. Thank you for the meal.” 

You pushed the list towards him before taking a bite of your food, hoping that it would help quell your obvious blush. He took a look over the list and added a few things to it. “It’s no problem, really. Anything for my roomie, right?” “Y-yeah.. Sure.. What chores should I do today?” You rerouted the conversation to something a little bit more comfortable; he was such a flirt and you had half a mind to think that it was intentional.

“If you could clean up the kitchen, I would be happy to mop the floors and dust the living room. We should do that before we go, shouldn’t we?” He responds, an innocent look on his face as he takes a bite. “Yeah, that works for me.”

Soon after, the food was finished and you started on the dishes. Despite assigning himself to a different chore, Childe insisted on helping you with yours; his hand would sometimes brush against yours as you passed him the dishware and it made your heart jump every time. After this happened a few times, he decided to speak up about it. “Are you alright, girlie? You seem a little bit on edge today.” 

“A-ah, um.. I’m alright, really! Just didn’t sleep the best is all.” You feigned a yawn and smiled at him, noticing the suspicious look in his eyes. “Ooookay… If you say so.. I’m going to go start dusting the living room.” His eyes narrowed at you before putting away the final dish, heading towards the closet where you kept the cleaning supplies.

You followed after him, still a little bit distracted about the earlier interaction. Like, he brushed your hair out of your face, winked at you and kept brushing your hands against his -- deliberate or not, it still caused a stir -- so much so that you didn’t notice when you walked straight into his chest.

“Oh! Y/N, are you sure you’re alright?” He puts down the mop he was holding and leans down onto your level, noticing the rising blush. “What, do you have a fever or something? Girlie?” 

You blinked for a moment, a rush of thoughts running through your mind. Having had this crush for so long, you would rather take a chance now than never try. Taking a deep breath and leaning forward, you pressed your lips against his. When you took a step back, you couldn’t look him in the eyes as you spoke. “That’s what had me so distracted… Um.. If you want me to look for another place or something, that’s alright-”

He interrupts you, pulling you into another kiss. “Why didn’t you say anything? How long?” He holds your chin, forcing you to look up at him. Fidgeting with your hands, you answered. “A- A few months.. Um. Does that mean that you- well- we-” 

Meeting his gaze, he let out the biggest, most genuine smile you think you’ve ever seen from him. “If you mean what I think you mean, then.. Yes.” He holds your cheeks as he kisses you once more. “Y-you really mean it? You want to date?” You stutter out, still in disbelief. “Yes!” The ginger boy now holds you in his arms, squeezing you tightly.

“Wow.. Um.. I can’t believe it.” You admitted, a smile coming to your face. “Well, you have the rest of the day to believe it, ‘cuz dating or not this apartment still needs cleaning.” Blinking for a moment, you let out a giggle before letting go of the hug and moving forward towards the closet to actually grab the things you need.

“You know.. Instead of grocery shopping, would you mind going out tonight? Dinner’s on me.” Childe offers as he turns to face you, and the expression he wears leaves no room to say no. Not that you would’ve.

[winterrrnight]

I miss your new beginnings series

ah I'm so sorry I've been really lacking w the updates for it! I just have so much going on and I prefer to write where my mind leans to, so I've been more into writing little concepts and drabbles. I have a huge huge exam in just three days, and once I'm done with that, I'll get onto a more regular schedule for new beginnings and my celly reqs!! thank you sm for reading 💞 updates will come very soon please stick w me 🤍

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with the rain

Requested by: @Anonymous 

“HI IM HERE TO SAY I LOVE YOUR WRITING SM （≧∇≦）/💓💘💞💘💖💖💞💓💝

Since your reqs are open, can I get a reader getting flustered at Sebek who has his hair wet from the rain? 👀”

Summary: It's said that rain brings good things. Nobody said that it could bring him to you.

A/N: Feed my love for Sebek why don’t you? 

Character: Sebek Zigvolt

“No, Grim,” you scold, “I’m not going to walk in the pouring rain to Sam’s shop JUST to buy you premium tuna.” You continue to fold laundry as Grim claws at your pajama pants. The rain provides a calming aura to the Ramshackle dorm. It would be more calming if a certain cat-beast would…

“STOP CLAWING MY PANTS!” You pick Grim up by the collar and open your mouth to scold him before hearing…

Knock knock

“Oh ho ho,” Grim comments, “who did you invite over on such a day, henchman?” You roll your eyes and stride over to the front door. 

“No, Crowley,” you start to say as you open the door, “I’m not going to do some ridiculous task in the pouring rain.” 

“I’m not Crowley, human,” the man in the door says gruffly. Finally looking up, you see a drenched Sebek. His once fluffy, neat hair was stuck to his forehead and his neatly ironed uniform was sopping wet. 

“I got stuck in the rain and the Mirror Room is closed,” he explains, looking like a wet puppy, “and I can’t get to the Diasomnia dorm.” Whatever he says after that doesn’t process as you are too busy staring at his face. Water droplets moving beautifully down his sharp cheekbones to his perfect jawline. Why does my face feel so hot? 

By the Great Seven…

“Human,” Sebek yells, snapping you out of whatever trance you were in. Getting caught made your face go red hot. 

“YES,” you shout, “sorry I- just give me a minute to grab you a towel.” You run off and burst through the laundry room door. Hands clasping onto a white towel, you drop to your knees as the rush of embarrassment hits you. I mean it's not your fault you were starting. His sharp, handsome face contorting into a pout over something as small as his uniform being messy is just too cute. 

HOW CAN SOME BE SOME DAMN HANDSOME AND CUTE AT THE SAME TIME!

Taking a minute to catch your breath and let the heat on your face cool down. You walk unsteady back to Sebek.

“Took me a while to find, hehe….” Sebek takes the towel from you and dries himself slowly. Sebek dries himself the best he can before coming inside. 

“You must be so cold in those clothes,” you staunter to the kitchen, grabbing a mug. 

“I have no need for your worry, human,” Sebek asserts proudly while reaching into his bag, “I always carry a spare set of clothes.” He pulls out a plain white t-shirt and pants. 

“Why don’t you stay the night,” setting down a fresh cut of tea in front of him, “the rain won’t let up any time soon.” Sebek tries to protest and after a bit of back and forth, he finally gives in and says,

“I think I will.”

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Hey um so idk if you do these type of reqs but if possible could you please do those socialmedia au? With paul ? Tysm and its fine if you dont too <3

Uhh so this is my first time doing this so....soory in advance if this isnt what you wanted!

I also imagined this to be in a more modern au? Like im not sure about the technology in dune so i made it like a modern day au, if thats fine.

This is the fastest i've ever finished a request xD. I used Florence Pugh as the fc

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royalpain_intheass post training high 🤺

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paulatreides well that was a nice workout 😏

royalpain_intheass i loved every minute of it 😌

chani_ dump him y/n. you belong with me

royalpain_intheass FOR YOU? ALWAYS.

chani_ @ paulatreides HAHA SUCKER!

paulatreides what th-

d_idahoe use protection kiddos. we do not want a mini devil running around

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off to another mission to save the world. see you guys soon ⚔

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royalpain_intheass come back sooooon 🥺

paulatreides i will, my love. i'll be back as soon as we're done 🤍

chani_ @ royalpain_intheass movie night?

royalpain_intheass only if we watch dont worry darling

chani_ ugh fine. @ paulatreides i hope you see what all i'm doing for your girl

paulatreides all the best. i could never handle her when harry styles came on screen. yikes

royalpain_intheass oh please i'm not that bad

d_idahoe well you did almost break the sofa when you saw harry come on screen during dunkirk. and i think you also scared the cat with your screeching

royalpain_intheass you're all meanies 😤

dukeleto stay safe son!

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@ paulatreides imma steal your girl 😈

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royalpain_intheass i'd follow you everywhere, my one true loveeee

paulatreides 😔💔

chani_ too bad sucker, she's mine now mwahahah

ladyjessica two cutie patooties

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surprise surprise!! 💙

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🎶 ever since you've been around, your love's put me at the top of the world 🎶

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chani_ cutiessssss 💖💙

dukeleto its nice to see young love 🤍

ladyjessica 💞💕

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I couldn't help myself from adding Harry into this lol. Anyways go listen to Harry's House on May 20th and watch Don't Worry Darling <3

Requests open!

[kaiser-s-bitch]

hey!! I love your works!! Do you think you could do a dom! Gyutaro x reader with a lot of spanking and anything else you see fitting involved? I hope you have a great day💞💞

THANK YOU SM LUV!! I’m glad you enjoy them, and I hope you’ll enjoy this one too😌♥️

also I live for all Gyuutarou and also Daki reqs so pls pls keep em comin-

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Gyuutarou as dom hcs (nsfw)

• overall, this man is a switch

• he’d let you dom him if you’re super into it and he knows you’ll enjoy it more this way

• something about you using him for your own pleasure just really gets him off

• however, he kinda prefers domming you, solely cause it allows him to pleasure you in all ways he can possibly come up with

• meaning he gets to spoil you and get some much needed self-validation by watching your reactions, knowing he is the sole cause for them

• especially when you’re all tied up and completely at his mercy, unable to escape his touch even if you wanted to

• depending on his mood, he will either deprive you of his touch altogether and make you beg for him or full-on overstimulate you till you pass out

• one doesn’t exclude the other tho, he’ll alternate between these two a lot

• "That’s right little mouse, you can squeak and squirm alllll you want, you’re not getting away", he‘ll chuckle, knowing you’re way past being able to give him a remotely coherent answer

• he‘ll never shut you up tho, he doesn’t give a flying fuck about who might hear your screams

• except maybe if it’s Daki, but he’ll make sure she’s outta house whenever he gets intimate with you-

• Gyuutarou can’t help it, he just fuckin lives for every little noise that escapes you, voluntarily or not

• ok who are we kidding, the involuntary ones definitely got the edge here, it has a great appeal to him seeing you go all feral and unable to hold back on him

• especially when he’s going down on you or making you sit on his face

• buried between your thighs is literally his favorite place to be, he has everything he needs: a nice meal, a great view and some motivational music.. aka your screams

• cause he ain’t letting you get up until he’s satisfied, which can take… quite a while

• I‘d say you better be able to take it, but you honestly ain’t got a choice, he’ll make you take it

• also, he definitely has a thing for bending you over his lap and spanking you, sometimes lighter, sometimes harder, but ultimately leaving distinct imprints of his hand on your skin

• he’s not really into using a paddle/whip or anything the like at all tho, he wants it to be his hand, he wants to feel the impact and the tingling sensation it leaves on his own skin whenever it makes contact with yours

• when he realizes you’re nearing your limit, he’ll rub the angry red skin on your ass cheeks soothingly and whisper "I know it hurts baby, but you’ll have to bear with me for a bit longer yeah? I’ll make you feel reallll good after this, I promise", before forcefully bringing his hand down once again, earning yet another delicious yelp from you

• good luck making it to after this "bit", cause he doesn’t actually intend on stopping anytime soon

[hooterhorror]

Heyyy! Could I request reader walking in on the slashers dancing/Vibing? 🏃‍♂️💨

anon asked: Pov: You're dancing with the slashers, what music would be playing?

decided to combine these two reqs!! hope y'all don't mind :)

Slashers being caught in the vibe zone

format: headcanons.

warnings: a little cursing, alcohol in Bo's section

taglist: @etwas-writes @crypticbrahms @mvrderer

Thomas Hewitt

"I will always love you" By Dolly Parton

Thomas doesn't dance unless he's with you, so the most he'll be doing when he's caught in his zone is bobbing his head and tapping his foot along to a record you probably got him :)

either way, he's still flustered!

especially if you call him adorable when you catch him

you can really learn to appreciate moments like that, though. it shows that Thomas has a certain amount of trust in you to have his walls down like that, and no guard up along with it.

for once he isn't on edge and waiting to spring into action at a moments notice

he's enjoying down time in your shared room and is eager to have you join him!

he'll pull you into his arms and dance around with you

like an old married couple 💞

expect a lot of soft domestic moments like that! Thomas is a very domestic man

and I think it would be common to stumble across him being completely loss in the music and relaxed

he'll never stop being embarrassed, though! He'll try to hide his face or fumble to turn off the music the first time you caught him 😭 poor boy

no one ever thought Thomas Hewitt would be a dolly parton fan, but there's something about how she sings that certain song....

Jason Voorhees

"first day of my life" by bright eyes

Another baby that's quick to be flustered but welcome you with open arms if you want to join him!

Now he isn't full on breaking a move or anything, but he's clearly enjoying the music that's playing from a nearby radio as he rakes up some leaves around the cabin

you sit and watch him for a few moments, unable to help smiling in adoration at him.

he jumps a bit when he turns around and spots you on the porch, then apologizes for not noticing you soonber

kinda unbothered even if he's embarrassed for a hot second. if you compliment his moves and his groove, he either gets shy over it or asks if you'd like to dance

He's definitely the type to take you into his arms and sway with you, completely forgetting the chores or house work he still has to do 🥺 being with you is far more important to him

"We got stuff to do, Jason!"

yeah good luck prying him off you

if he isn't tryna dance with you, he's holding you and hiding his face in your neck.

a big lovebug!

definitely invites you to dance with him more often, he rather vibe with you than by himself!

I want to say that the song sort of describes how he might feel about you and about loving you... but that feeling is far too specific. All he knows is that it does feel like he's started over somehow, a fresh start with someone he loves so dearly....

his mother would be proud

Brahms Heelshire

"O mio babbino caro" by Puccini

totally shameless about dancing around to oldtimey music.

In fact I kinda doubt you caught him in middle of his thing, I feel like he just busted a move out right in front of you.

it's bed time and he asked for you to play some music when tucking him in bed.

he got some candy earlier and you think he's come down from that sugar high that had his hands shaking and heart racing but... as soon as a certain song comes on, he's leaping out of bed to hop around

"oh my god I love this song!"

"Brahms it's time for bed!"

he pouts and whines about how he hasn't danced with you yet or that he just wants to get those ants out of his pants with a quick stanky leg (my words, not his. I doubt he knows what a stanky leg even is)

but on the off chance you do catch him off guard, it's a more... somberish moment, I think?

he welcomes you into his arms, face safely tucked into your shoulder as you sway. Your hand gently rubs his back, unsure of this shift in his mood.

"My mother loved this song... she and my father danced to it all the time when I was a kid...."

Your heart probably breaks for him and you let him take your hands and guide you around the room in a formal dance he's seen and done countless times.

his forehead is against yours the entire time, and his eyes are closed as if he's scared to make eye contact during such a vulnerable moment.

....yeah, just let him have this dance with you. he needs it.

Vincent Sinclair.

"Their first meeting" Composed by Nino Rota

Vincent's not easily caught off guard. Even with his music playing and his attention on a latest wax sculpture. A hunk of wax was turning into a vague shape of a human face. It's features are so incredibly similar to yours, but you don't take that in immediately as you walk down into his work space.

Vincent was humming softly to the tune of what was playing, swaying from foot to foot but not necessarily in a full dance. He turns to you as he hears the familiar sound of your footsteps tread down the steps.

he wipes his hands off on his apron and then a towel, smiling at you from under his mask. He takes you into his arms, sighing at the feeling of your frame against his. An embrace is exactly what he's needed.

if you mention the little pep in his step or how he seemed to be enjoying his music a little more than usual, Vincent's face would heat up but he wouldn't be overly embarrassed. He knows your teasing isn't like Bo's, so he doesn't mind.

he pulls back from the hug and offers both of his hands to you. An offer to dance. And once you happily accept, he's waltzing around his crowded workspace with you. He navigates you both around the basement with ease, and you barely realize the song is coming to an end because you're so transfixed on him, as he is you.

where the hell did a Sinclair brother learn to dance like that?

he won't tell you.

but he's clearly grinning.

Bo Sinclair.

we belong together by ritchie valens

I know we can all agree on the fact that bo is an older rock kind of guy, but you can't tell me that he would skip old 50-60's romance songs if they started playing.

and on top of that, I don't think you'd walk in on him vibing. He'd drag you into it. Now, it is uncertain if he's drunk everytime he pulls you into his arms to sway with him, but he'd deny being sober the next day.

As you're doing dishes and you hear the radio flick on, you know what's going through your boozed up boyfriends mind.

You're not even a little surprised when his arms snake around your waist or when he kisses the back of your head. You try to chide him that you have dishes to do, but the smooth bastard just reaches around you and turned the tap off.

and you're not one to complain when bo is in an affectionate mood.... Drunk or not.

your eyes close and you smile when he kisses your forehead, taking one of your still sudsy hands into his. Your other hand finds his shoulder as his other rests on your waist.

"You're so drunk"

"shush up... let me dance with my partner...."

it's clumsy, and you're pretty sure he keeps almost stepping on your toes-

but that's what makes it so Bo

and I'm sure you'd rather kick the bucket then trade moments like that for anything.

Lester Sinclair.

it's been a long long time by Kitty Kallen

Another (sorta) slasher who'd invite you before you had a chance to catch a glimpse of them rocking out

It's common for you both to have downtime together after a long day on the road for either Lester or both you and Lester. The sun and the heat was unforgiving, and you were sure all your bones wanted was to relax on the beaten up couch.

He has music playing from the kitchen as he grabs you both ssol refreshments. You'd we the gears turning in his head as the song changes and you're taking your cold drink from his hand. You can see the fond look in his eyes for whatever's playing.

"Nostalgic?"

and he nods. you have no idea how many memories flood back to him when an old song starts up.

you set your drink down and pull him down into a quick thankful kiss. His arms secure around you and he pecks you right back on the tip of your nose.

"Wanna dance, Lester?"

oh how he was hoping you'd let him dance with you. You can tell that means a lot to him. He's practically brightening the room with his big smile as he takes you up on your offer, helping you to your feet before his hands find your hips and your arms secure around his shoulders.

It's peaceful. The music isn't too loud and the fans make your little shared house cool enough that neither of you were sweating like a couple of hogs.

"I love you sunshine."

he mutters as you both navigate around jonesy.

and if something like lovefool by the cardigans plays after? The mood hypes up a bit and he's spinning you around the room and attacking you with kisses :)

you both needed that.

Billy Loomis

Hopelessly Devoted to you from Grease

How dare you catch him in his moment??

genuinely think Billy might scream or even jump when you call his name, or even stumble over his own feet

"Can't you knock???"

"...the door was open, babe."

Says he isn't embarrassed but the tips of his ears are bright red, but if you've pointed that out in the past his hands are over his ears to hide his flusterment

if you want to avoid a grumping Billy mess, just join him right from the start!

Walk right in and dramatically sing into a comb which he probably had laying around... I mean have you seen his hair? he probably obsesses over it a little.

he'll look mildly shocked but burst out laughing and probably grab his camcorder to capture this mimsnt

don't shy away from the camera now babe!!! If you still play along, he'll find a place to prop it up and sing into the fake microphone with you

he's out of breath as you take over, belting your heart out and giggling breathily in between the choruses and what not

his eyes hold so much love and adoration for you, but it's silent.

when the song ends though, he's hugging you and spinning you around

then finishes it off with a kiss ;)

but right after he'll call you a dumbass or a dork... feel free to smack his arm for that.

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Aaaa can I req for barok and sholmes with a very ill reader like they can't even walk properly without falling pleasee💞💞

a/n: hey anon ! you can indeed ! i enjoyed writing this..... i hope you enjoy !

barok and sherlock with an extremely ill s/o

sherlock:

iris had predicted that you would get ill from the day before you started feeling atrocious. she had made sure you had a warm bath with bath salts every day to soothe your muscles. sherlock was always there by your side to give you anything that you asked for, tea, soup, love, the like.

he sat beside you every day with worry in his emerald eyes, gently stroking his gloved hand through your hair. you looked so distressed it hurt both you and sherlock, every groan in discomfort sent a spear through his weakened heart.

sherlock always made sure you had everything, piling tissues for your runny nose and phlegm filled throat, blankets in case you were cold and he wasn't there to hold you close. you smiled weakly at everything he brought forth to you. one time he came back with a small blue plush bunny rabbit for you because he thought it would cheer you up. it definitely did and you never let go of it, sleeping with it in your clutch every so often. it was a sight sherlock would definitely get used to quickly.

one day you thought you would be able to get a light snack for yourself, it had been a few days since you got ill and you were aching to stretch your legs anyways. you wobbled up with a blanket draped around your legs but the stress you put on your muscles were too much to handle, emitting a yelp from your lips.

sherlock had only been across the room sitting at his desk when he heard your yell echo throughout the room and immediately rushed over to you, worried about your condition. he held you up in his firm grasp before you could fall straight to the floor and put you back on the couch where you were laying.

"deary me, what was that ? is everything alright ?" sherlock sat down beside you to comfort you, which you were in incredible pain as your eyes became glossy with tears pricking the sides of your eyes.

you nodded, "i.. don't know ! my legs feel awful when i even as much as try to walk !" sherlock pulled you closer to him, resting your face in his shoulder to soothe you of your woes.

you stayed there for a while with your arms slung around sherlock's waist, your leg pain subsiding a little bit while you rested up. sherlock couldn't handle seeing you so upset, he wanted to make all of this better for you. he wanted to just kiss it all better so you didn't have to go through it anymore. you deserved so much better.

he kissed your forehead with his lips lingering for a few moments, "i think it's because you haven't gotten up in so long, i'll have iris look at you when she gets back from the market. i'll make sure you'll get better, my angel."

sherlock made a mental note to bring you to an ice cream shop as soon as possible.

barok:

the moment barok hears word of you being sick he makes sure he has london's top physicians and doctors to investigate what you're ill with. he may not seem like it but he worries exponentially for your health.

there's no room for trying to argue that you're completely fine and not ill with barok as he can see through your lies like they're made of glass. he insists that you take it easy and cease your work until you're completely better.

he's not used to making things to eat all the time since he's had maids help around the house with cleaning and preparing food but will attempt it for you, making some simple soup with a glass of water just for you to keep your stomach from being empty.

upon coming back from the kitchen he notices just how ill you have gotten, which was a lot. it deeply pained him to see such a sight, to see his beloved lamb in discomfort.

and he is even more deeply saddened by the word that you're getting more ill as time goes by and would need intensive care for the next few days so you would get better. in this case barok vows to spend even more time with you than before (which even then was a lot) to keep you company and to make sure you have everything you needed.

he really, really misses kissing you and is always on the verge of kissing your chapped lips on every given day that you're sick, you should expect an abundance of kisses and cuddles from barok the minute you get better. he can be a big softie sometimes...

one day however, you wanted to go see to barok while he was cooking, hoping to regain some life in your stiff legs and stretch them. they felt ever so stiff, like two planks of wood. you stood yourself up and felt your legs wobble underneath you, sending a shock up through your legs, making you yelp in pain and fall back onto the couch grave you had dug yourself.

barok of course heard this yelp and quickly ran to you to see if you were okay, abandoning the wooden spoon in the soup he was concocting for you. he saw as you held your legs up to your chest, on the verge of tears with the pain you were going through. rushing over to you, barok squatted in front of you to cup your cheek gently.

"whatever is the matter, love ?" he muttered in a calm yet laced with panic, stroking your cheek with his hand. you explained that it hurt to try and walk and barok sighed, "you shouldn't strain yourself while you're sick, love. you should instead have this soup i have prepared for you. i will be but a moment." your regal boyfriend placed a chaste kiss on your forehead before going off to get your soup. even though he lightly scolds you for things like straining yourself, it shows that he cares, and it leaves a smile on your face when you think about it.