#my god I wanna hug him and put him in my pocket

[puddinrin]

IDIOTS EVERYWHERE! >TEAM THANOS X F!READER

summary: being the babysitter of literal grown men with your gorgeous wife se-mi

pairings: se-mi x f!reader (wlw because we all wanna be her bitch), platonic! thanos, nam gyu, min su & gyeong su x f!reader

warnings: man children

a/n: (name) is a fashion designer!

part one: lady boss! here

literal man child. all of them.

you think min su at least is more responsible than the other three

but no, boy can literally be utterly clueless sometimes

namgyu at 11.40 am

min su ask lady boss if we could bring allen into the apartment

dw u cute she wont get mad at u

"(name), nam gyu asked if they could bring the german shepherd from downstairs into the apartment." min-su asked, looking up from his phone after reading the message that was sent to him.

"sure. tell them to get its dog certificate from the owner and it can sleep in my room too." you replied, full of sarcasm as you and se-mi, who let out a snicker at that - prepare the coffee table for lunch.

min-su perked up, shocked that you agreed without any arguments. "really?!" you looked at him, baffled, searching for any signs he realised that you were just being sarcastic.

spoiler alert, he didn't. god bless this man and your patience.

thanos has a habit of holding the handle of your bag when going through a crowd

his brain shut down at random times

so he needs you or nam gyu or anyone else to make sure he don't face plant into a pole or smth

while nam gyu holds you by the back of your neck while he walks behind you

leading you to wherever you guys are going

you and se-mi love to spite the others by being lovey dovey with each other

can't help with how se-mi can't keep her hands to herself too

while you walk with the others, she has a hand on your waist or hip, keeping you close to her

she love holding your hands too

keeping your intertwined hands in the pocket of her black leather coat when it's cold outside.

"your hands so cold, baby." se-mi frowned as she held your hands, caressing your skin. she then intertwined your fingers together before putting it in the pocket of her black coat.

you smiled giddily as you couldn't help but feel flustered from her action. "let's get some warm soup later, the one you like." she suggested, rubbing your knuckles with her thumb.

"okay." you nodded, before holding her arm with your other hand, hugging it.

from behind, nam gyu dramatically gagged at the scene in front of him. "gosh, couples."

thanos groaned, slinging his arm around min-su's shoulder, pulling him to his side. "min-su, cutie. come on, hold my hand too."

"i refuse." he replied, trying to push him away.

you have to hold back se-mi from killing them

however, se-mi doesn't bother holding you back from jumping them whenever they get on your last nerve

she encourages you to send them to hell and have the devil personally give them a tour of it

especially when you're taking measurements for their outfits

"su bong, hold still!" you groaned, smacking his stomach. he let out a playful 'ow', holding his stomach dramatically. "so fierce, senorita."

nam gyu chuckled as he watched the scene before him, snacking on a bag of lays chips.

"don't blame me if your pants drop in the middle of your performances because i couldn't get the right measurement." you threatened lightly, circling the measuring tape around his hips.

thanos gasped, grinning as he clapped his hands. "the fans would love that, wouldn't they?!"

gyeong-su cackled, looking through the designs of outfit that you had planned for them on your ipad. "nah, you would blow up on X."

nam gyu laughed, brushing his hands against each other to get rid of any chips dust. "that would be great publicity for black stones wouldn't that?"

"oh my god, no one wants to see your weeny, choi su bong!"

se-mi didn't have to hold you back from killing them

but she had to hold you back from strangling yourself with the measuring tape hanging around your neck

they love taking pictures of you

they your personal paparazzi

especially thanos, nam gyu and se-mi

it could range from you looking like an utter goddess that graced the world to the most mememable picture of you.

their birthday posts and instagram stories of you is whole rollercoaster ride

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[thatdesigirl17]

just this once

bsf!theodore nott x fem!reader

warnings: smoking, slight sexual tension, kissing/making out, google translated italian

requests are open!

It was a cool fall night, and a light breeze was present. The castle glimmered with lights, reflecting upon the waters in front with the stars above shining brightly. Theo and Y/N were standing on the top of the astronomy tower, they came here often, it was their spot to find quiet and have endless conversations without any disturbance. Theo was leaning on the railing, his forearms pressed on the top of the railing and Y/N was standing just right beside him, holding his arm. 

‘Please Theo, just this once, I promise.’, she pleaded to her best friend. Y/N had been pestering Theo to make her try a cigarette for a month now, but it only ever ended with Theo lecturing her about how bad it was for her, even though he was addicted. His addiction was what intrigued Y/N in the first place. She wanted to know what it felt like and why people, her best friend of all, were so addicted to it. Theo wouldn’t have it, he did not want his best friend to get addicted to a bad habit that he was fighting. His protectiveness was endearing and at the same time annoying for Y/N. 

‘You do it all the time, this only makes you a hypocrite, you know.’, she tried. ‘It’s bad for you, cara mia, you know that by now, do you want me to list all the reasons?’, Theo said, sighing. ‘I’ve heard the reasons Theo, they are imprinted onto my brain my now, but please, just once. I just want to know what it feels like.’, she said, her voice laced with pleas. 

Theo stood up a bit straighter, turning his head to look at Y/N. ‘What if you like it and get addicted?’, he asked.

‘I won’t, you won’t let me. We’ve already established that.’, she reasoned. Theo looked at her, still hesitant to give in but she knew he was almost ready. 

‘Please Teddy.’, she pleaded again giving him the doe eyes that she very well knew he couldn’t resist. 

‘You know how to make me agree with your every wish, bella, it’s unfair.’, he said playfully, as he fished out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket. 

‘Thankyou! Thank you!’, Y/N chimed and hugged him.

‘Just this once okay?’, he said with a stern voice as she nodded. He puts the cigarette in his mouth and flicks the lighter open, and with a single click, the flame bursts to life, casting a warm glow across his face. He lit it, taking a drag, the smoke filling his lungs, the taste of nicotine flooding his senses. He exhales slowly, deliberately, the smoke curling around him, dissipating into the night air.

Y/N had seen Theo smoke numerous times, but she still observed him taking in the sight in front of her. Theo was attractive but when he smoked, somehow, in the eyes of Y/N, he felt more attractive. 

He handed the cigarette, ’Alright, bella, place the cigarette and then suck on it, when the smoke goes into your mouth, inhale it and then exhale it.’, he instructed. Y/N nodded and placed the cigarette between her lips while Theo gazed at her intently, her eyes wide with uncertainty, her body tense with anticipation.

She took a drag and immediately coughed, letting all the smoke out. The sight made Theo chuckle slightly, ‘That happens the first time. Do you wanna give it another try?’, he asked. Theo continues to guide her, his hand on her back, reassuring her as she takes another puff of the cigarette. He watches her intently, his eyes never leaving her face, taking in every little detail, every flicker of emotion that crosses her features. As she inhaled, taking another drag it only resulted in her coughing again.

Theo took the cigarette from her hand, ‘Are you okay? Do you need water?’ ‘No, no, I’m fine. God, how do you do it?’, she asked, tears welling up in her eyes due to all the coughing. ‘Easily.’, he smirked taking another drag and smoothly exhaling the smoke, a smug expression on his face. Y/N glared at him, furrowing her brows and pouting slightly, the expression making Theo laugh. 

‘Okay, okay, I have an idea.’, he says, chuckling. ‘What?’, she asked. He smirked as he took another drag from the cigarette, inhaling the smoke, but then without exhaling it, he leaned in closer to her. ‘What are you doing?’, she asked, confused.

Theo’s arm snakes around her waist, holding her in place, making sure the cigarette is away from her body while he places the other on the back of her neck. The growing proximity made Y/N’s heart beat faster as she closed her eyes. Theo’s lips ghosted over hers, passing the smoke to her, as he slowly whispered, while still passing the smoke, ‘Inhale.’ 

Their lips brushed as she inhaled the smoke. Theo pulled back slightly as Y/N opened her eyes and exhaled slowly, without coughing time. Theo noticed her flustered and smirked. ‘Good job, cara mia.’, he praised. He leaned in closer to her ear, his breath hot on her neck. ‘Now you try it.’, he whispered, shifting behind her, trapping her in between his arms with her back against his chest as he handed out the cigarette to her. 

She gulped and nodded as he brought the cigarette to her lips, his free hand resting on her waist, drawing patterns on her skin. He rested his chin on her shoulder. He placed the cigarette between her lips as she inhaled. He removed the cigarette, his blue eyes fixated on her face. She turned to face him, feeling his eyes on her. She met his gaze as she exhaled. ‘Good girl.’, Theo smirked, his voice heavy with an accent that made Y/N’s heart flutter in her chest despite all the times she had heard this phrase from her best friend. 

‘How do you feel?’, he asked taking a drag of the cigarette before throwing the butt down and putting it out by his foot. ‘Go-good. Normal.’, she replied, a bit flustered. ‘It won’t hit unless you take some more drags.’, he explained, making her nod. 

‘Give me another. I want it to hit and have an effect on me.’, she said, turning around to face him, still trapped between his arms. Theo looked at her unsure of what to do, but he knew she won't give up and he wouldn’t be able to say to her. He fished out another cigarette from his pockets, lit it and handed it to her. ‘This is it, bella.’, he said as she took the cigarette from his hands. 

He watched her as she smoked the cigarette, his eyes drinking in the sight of her, the way the moonlight cast a soft glow across her features. He can see the way the smoke curls around them. He leans in closer, his shoulder brushing against hers, his body seeking the warmth, the closeness of hers. The night air is cool against his skin, but the heat of her body, the warmth of her presence, chases away the chill. She looks up at him, meeting his gaze. The scent of his cologne and the smoke made her head dizzy. He gently takes the cigarette from her hands and takes a drag, savouring the flavour as he exhales, the smoke drifting away with the wind. ‘Did it hit yet?’, he asked, his voice low. 

‘I guess.’, she says, a bit nervously. He smiles softly, taking another drag. ‘Theo?’, she asks, her voice low. ‘Yes, bella?’, he asked looking down at her. ‘Um, can you do the smoke pass thing again? It felt nice.’, she asks, her voice soft. ‘Of course.’, he smirks as he takes a longer drag and inhales, before leaning even closer. He reaches till his lips brush against hers and then exhales slowly. Y/N feels lightheaded, the nicotine finally taking its effect, she breathes heavily at their closeness. She inhales the smoke, the nicotine taking its toll as she exhales. Noticing that Theo is still there, as their lips barely touch each other, she closes the distance, kissing him. 

Theo’s body tenses, her actions take him by surprise, but he soon returns the kiss, pulling her closer by her waist. He breaks the kiss abruptly, licking his lips, ‘This isn’t right, you’re high.’ 

‘No, no, I want this, Theo. I want you.’, she says, her eyes fixated upon his lips as she looks up at him. ‘You’re high, cara mia, not in your senses.’, he reasons. ‘The only thing this gives me is the nerve to do this, Teddy.’, she says, ‘Please, I have wanted you for a long time now.’ 

He looks into her eyes for any uncertainty but finds none. ‘Cazzo, you’re gonna be the death of me.’,  he says before crashing his lips onto hers again, kissing her hungrily. His hands move down to her hips, pulling her closer, wanting to feel all of her against him. She moans into the kiss as he pulls her closer, taking the opportunity to deepen the kiss. Her hands run through his soft curls, pulling and tugging at them, the action making him groan and sending a shiver down his spine. 

They pant, breathless from the kiss as they pull away. Y/N rests her head on the base of his neck as he places a soft kiss on her forehead, chuckling he says ‘Maybe you should smoke more often.’, making her giggle as well. 

[luvs4matt]

I’m not trying to rush u, but when is soaked part 5 gonna happen 😭 I dying to what happened next

𝐒𝐎𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐃 , 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟓 ✿ 𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐅!𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐖 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐎

“oh baby.. is daddy makin’ your mind all fuzzy? huh?”

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 - dilf!matt x subby!reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 - in which, when matt witnesses reader letting someone flirt with her, he has no choice but to remind her who she belongs to.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 - SMUT 18+, daddy kink, sir kink, begging, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, cow girl, praise, breeding, size kink, pet names (baby, honey, sweetheart, princess, good girls, sweet girl, angel, babe, bunny)

𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐂𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 vulnerable, all by yourself. you find your way to your feet, running out of the bedroom. thank god lilly wasn’t home, because if she was, if she walked out of her bedroom, she would see you completely naked running around.

you finally found matt in the kitchen; you ran up to him and dug your face into his shoulder “matty.. m’sorry” tears start to well in your eyes, why would he leave you there like that? “yeah? y’gonna stop bein’ bad an’ lying, sayin’ that i’m mean when i have been so much nicer than i should’ve been after how you acted”

you nod “yes sir, i promise” he chuckles “you promise, huh?” you hummed as you nodded “well, then we should get my sweet girl out of the handcuffs, yeah?” you nodded again “please.. they are starting to hurt..” before he left the bedroom, he had put on a pair of sweatpants, and brought the key with him.

he turned you around as he grabbed the key from his pocket “there you go baby”

“thank you” he grabbed your waist “you wanna take your plug out too princess?”

“yes” he nodded “okay, just bend over the counter, alright?” you did just as he said, bending over the counter. you winced as he pulled it out “i know it hurts baby, m’sorry” he hugged you from behind before leaving kisses down your neck “need you matty..” he smirks “yeah?”

“mhm” you grind yourself back onto him “you think i teased you enough already tonight? hm?”

“yes sir” he turns you back around, placing his lips on yours. you were desperate, you tried to deepen the kiss but he pulled away “no baby, be patient. try it again and i’ll put you back in your cuffs”

“m’sorry” he kissed you again, this time, you moved at his pace. he lifted you onto the counter, never separating your lips. you gasp as you feel his fingers slowly trace up your thigh, he smiled “mm.. so sensitive” you let out a quiet whine, desperate for more attention.

“don’t worry princess, daddy’ll touch you soon, okay?” you nodded “okay.. just please don’t make it too long” he chuckles at your neediness “i won’t baby.. i won’t” he smiles as he kisses you.

he lifts you from the counter, bringing you to the couch. he sits you on top of him, allowing you to be on his lap “gon’ ride me honey?” you hummed “c’mon.. we’ve been working so hard on using our words, use ‘em” you rolled your hips against his bulge “yes sir, m’gonna ride you”

“good girl” you whimpered as you continued grinding on him “take my pants off sweet girl” you did as he said before getting back on top of him “can i now daddy?”

“go ahead angel” you line up your hole with his tip, he holds your waist as you sink down onto him. you struggled, his dick already so deep inside. it feels deeper with you being on top “need help babe?”

“yes.. please help me.. so deep..” he pushes you down until you have taken him all “see, you can do it” you sat there for a minute, in his arms, letting yourself get used to his size. no matter how many times you have sex, you’ve never got used to his size.

matt uses the grip on your waist to roll your hips, the sudden movements making you whimper “f- feels good..” he removes one hand from your waist, using it to hold your face “yeah?” you start to move yourself, bouncing on his cock.

you forgot all pain you were experiencing when he brought your face to his, your lips colliding together “just the prettiest little lips” he mumbled against you. you whined as he deepened the kiss.

you gasp as he suddenly starts thrusting up into you, you moan as he hits all of your spots “my good girl.. taking it so well” he bites his lip as he watches your face twist in pleasure “always- fuck- always take my dick like a fuckin’ champ, don’t you princess?”

you can’t comprehend what he is saying, you just know that you feel so good “oh baby..” his voice was laced with faux sympathy “is daddy makin’ your mind all fuzzy? huh?” your eyes rolled back. matt was right, your mind is all fuzzy, but you didn’t know he was right, you had no idea what he just said.

he brought you back into reality with a few taps on your cheek “i- huh?” he smiled “you’re so adorable.. you can’t even think straight” you couldn’t form a sentence, the pleasure was just so overwhelming “cum?” he wasn’t going to make you work for it this time “cum baby”

a loud moan erupted from your throat as you came around his cock hard “daddy’s close honey, it’s almost over” you whined in overstimulation “squeezin’ me so tight” he groaned.

as he was building his orgasm, he was also building your second one. “gonna cum with me sweetheart?” you frantically nodded.

he thrusted a few more times before he shot his load into you, triggering your orgasm “daddy!” he rides out your highs before you cradle yourself into him, allowing him to hold you, running his hands up and down your back “good bunny.. good bunny”

© luvs4matt

a/n - a little christmas present for you guys 💋💋

[freddleafton12345-blog]

Movie Shadow x fem! Reader! 18+ only! Reader can be mobian or human!))

You told Tom you wanted to go out and try your new skates that he got you from your birthday. He agreed, but told you to be careful.

Were you? Yes

Did you still fall and scuff your knees open? Yes

"You have to be very cautious, especially on cement road like the driveway." The ebony hedgehog warned you, currently tending to your wounds.

Your lover was none other than Shadow the Hedgehog. So strong, so deadly, but so caring.

You giggled. "Relax, Shads. I've suffered worse! Honest! Oh-" you blushed when he kissed the bandages on your knees.

"I can help you. But we need a more suitable environment. More even ground that isn't bumpy from small pebbles." He got onto his motorcycle, holding a hand out. "My lady.."

"Such a gentleman~!" You took his hand, allowing him to pull you up behind him. Once you wrapped your arms around him, he zoomed off.

"WOOHOOO~!! YEAH!" You raised a fist into the air as Shadow swerved through traffic, ignoring the honking of the cars.

As he drove, he handed you his phone. "You can have control of the Playlist if you'd like. I got speakers installed onto this."

"Thanks, Shads!" You picked a song, then tucked his phone safely into your pocket, going back to hugging him.

The Hedgehog smirked. "Ah, My World Is Burning Down Around Me? That's one of my favorites, really."

"Yeah, same here! It's so relatable, haha!"

~~~

He brought you to a skating rink when it was dark outside. So you wouldn't feel embarrassed if you fell and someone saw you.

He hovered infront of you, holding your hands as you started skating. "That's it, my dear. That's it."

You almost fell a few times, but you knew he'd never let that slide on his watch.

"I think I'm getting it! I'm doing it!" Once he let go of your hands, you began skating the same way he did.

And he adored that you tried copying him.

"Then I think you deserve a reward. Change to your normal shoes, then follow me, alright?" His ear flicked.

"Sounds good, babe!" You removed your skates, then put your normal shoes on again.

Once that was done, you followed him behind a large tree.

What was he gonna do???

"Now then..your reward, is me." He got onto his knees and tugged at your pants.

Your face felt hot, but you helped him pull your pants down anyway. Something about the possibility of being caught by a stranger made your pussy get wet.

And Shadow noticed it immediately. He ran his tongue along your newly exposed thighs, before flicking against your clit.

You groaned and gently tugged at his quills. "S-Shadow..ohh.."

"Shh. Let me handle this." He started lapping at your pussy like he was starving for weeks, even inserting two fingers into your slick folds and pumping them.

The pleasure grew and grew, as did his pace. But you didn't wanna cum until he was inside you.

"Shadow, please..I-I need you inside of me n-now.."

"Beg like you really want it.." he continued eating you out.

"Shadow! Please~! I- I-"

"What?" He snarled.

"I want your dick inside of me right now~!"

At this, he pulled away and stood up, his erection hard and throbbing. He gently gripped your hips and slid you down the tree, so you were sitting on the ground. Then he lined up at your entrance and pushed his way inside.

"I'm going to make you scream." He warned, before thrusting into you.

You moaned loudly and threw your head back, not caring if anybody saw or heard you. This felt way too good. Might as well enjoy it.

Pretty soon, your walls clenched around Shadow's length, and you felt it throb inside of you. He was close.

"Ah~! Oh yeah! Harder, harder Shadow!" You begged, gripping his back quills.

"God- your going to be the death of me, Jesus christ." He groaned out, picking up his pace.

Your orgasm was mind blowing, to say the least. Usually, sex between the two of you was passionate and slow. This?

This was much better.

You panted as he pulled out of you, a mixture of your fluids leaking out of your entrance.

"Better clean up. Don't wanna have to explain yourself to Tom and Maddie, do you?" He tutted, gently poking your cheek.

"S-shut up-"

That's right. I knew u thirsty movie Shadow simps would search 4 this. Reblog if u want!))

[killerpancakeburger]

Dating Soap HCS: (Combatant!Reader)

A/N: Shoving in there all the thoughts I've had about him and couldn't squeeze into my current fic ideas.

When I say Combatant!Reader, I mean they can fight/kill/use a gun but aren't part of the Task Force nor a soldier.

SFW:

Two words: power couple. You guys could take on the world if you wanted, so good for the world that you’re part of the good guys.

Soap is one of those freaks who’s out of bed by 6 a.m on his days off and starts the day with a jog. He can’t help it, he’s got energy to spare and is addicted to the endorphin he gets from it. Before meeting him you’d have said that a partner up so early was a pain; but how could you be mad at him when he takes such care to not wake you up, and has coffee and a mouth-watering breakfast ready when you emerge? You enter the kitchen where he rewards you with the luscious view of his sculpted body covered in sweat, having already shed his shirt, then sneaks an arm around your shoulders to press an adoring kiss against your temple, along with a “G’morning, Bonnie.” before heading to the shower.

Sometimes you show up unannounced on base - well not completely unannounced cause you’d get shot -, barge into the sparring room like you own the place - and considering the company you keep, you might as well -, and hit all its occupants with a “What’s up losers?”. Before anyone else can react, Soap’s already leaping over the ring’s ropes and running to you, hugging you with so much enthusiasm that your feet leave the ground. “Ye didnae say ye were comin’!” His voice booms with unadulterated joy. “Yeah, that’s called a surprise MacTavish. Now let go of me, you stink.” He throws you a cocky, challenging smirk at that: “Make me.” His voice is way lower, intended for your ears only this time. The glint in his eyes, as he’s staring right into yours, is just as provocative as his smile. You retort with your own. “I could, but I would hate to humiliate you in front of the new recruits, Sergeant.” Cue Ghost, joining you by walking like a civilised human being, and already sick of your flirting. “If you two are done makin’ a spectacle of yourselves, we could have a smoke outside.” There’s no real heat to his words though.

During some evenings at the base when Ghost snuck up God only knows where, Soap, Gaz and you compete to see who can do the best impression of the Lieutenant. Soap’s in the lead with the advantage to be the one having exchanged the most words with Simon, but you’re confident you can turn it around.

Will touch you all the fucking time (except on missions), whether it’s an arm around your shoulder, or your waist, or a hand in the back pocket of your pants, or holding your hand. Will restrain himself if you’re against it but if he can’t cuddle in private he will be sad.

No PDA on missions, but he will definitely flirt over coms. You’re both skilled enough that you can afford to fuck around a bit while still doing your job expertly.

Talking about flirting, he is smooth… until the other person reciprocates. Then he needs a moment to get back in the saddle after short-circuiting. 

Fervently loyal. If someone comes onto him, he will reject them frankly. And if they dare to bad-mouth you, they’re getting an earful from him.

The rare fights you have are intense but brief. He always wants to apologise as soon as possible afterwards but he gives you your space if you need it. 

You patch each other up after missions. One day you pore over each other’s scars during a lazy morning in bed, asking how the other got them.

He loooves seeing you put assholes in their place. He’s so fucking proud and aroused. Tend to snap at them faster than you though. And if you’re not in the mood to fight, he will gladly take over. “You know I can fight. Pleaaase let me fight”

Your #1 supporter. Will Smith showing off his wife.meme. He admires you a lot. Not as much as Ghost, sure, but that’s still a lot. If you wanna try new things, especially thrills inducing ones like canyoning or bungee jumping, or push back your own limits in the gym or in combat prowess, he’s always down and so, so enthusiastic. First because he’s so thrilled to share these with you, and second because he relishes in seeing you become a better version of yourself and/or the person you wanna be.

He’s proud of his job and will rant about it for hours if you ask about it. Especially explosions. Your idea of a romantic evening is taking in the sunset with a couple of explosions fireworks. 

He’s a freaking sunshine and sometimes the light feels blinding. You worry you’re bringing him down. He has such an optimistic outlook on life, and you… simply don’t. You also fear that one day he realises he’s too good for you, whether it’s in terms of looks, personality, morals, or mental resilience… he’s always quick to appease your worries though. 

Not getting along with the TF would be a deal breaker. Not that he’s expecting you to become BFF with Ghost or anything, that role is already taken by him

Will not hesitate to use his sad puppy eyes on you. Or even pout. To get what he wants.

He demands a kiss for good luck before every mission, a bit lOUDLY, which makes Ghost rolls his eyes and Gaz makes gagging sounds. Price is just like "Lord Give Me Patience".

NSFW:

Don’t be afraid to (wo)manhandle him: pulling his hair, slamming him against a wall, grabbing his jaw… that will make him moan more often than not. 

Call him a good/pretty boy, praise him, tease him, make him beg… He will tease back to challenge you but it just means you should keep going.

He’s a good soldier, he follows orders well. Do with that what you will.

Endless stamina. Will wear you out first every time.

Gets off when he gets you off.

Did I mention that he’s terribly competitive? Will ask you what’s the highest number of orgasms you had in one night and will immediately try to beat that record. 

If he doesn't make you laugh at least once during the do, he has FailedTM 😔

[dioslesbianwife]

Hihi I love your work !! May I request jojos with a reader who LOVES plushies ?? Like, they have an ungodly amount of them, sleep with them and they're attached to every single one. Maybe they also give them as gifts to the jojos?

Thank you in advance !! :3

thank youu! that's a cute idea, hope you enjoy and ty for requesting as well, here are the HCs!

Jonathan Joestar

He finds your love for plushies adorable. He’s never met someone so passionate about something so soft and harmless.

When he first sees your room, he’s stunned. “I-Is this a shop? Oh, you own all of these?”

If you ever gift him a plushie, he treats it with the same respect as a treasured heirloom. He keeps it on his bedside table so it’s always near. (Imagine it becoming a family heirloom that is passed down omg)

If you ever fall asleep surrounded by your plushies, he just smiles and tucks the blanket around you, thinking you look so peaceful.

Joseph Joestar

“WHOA! That’s a lot of plushies- wait, are they multiplying?!”

He teases you about it constantly, but it’s all in good fun. He loves seeing how excited you get over them.

If you give him one, he jokingly voices it like it’s a little sidekick. “Hey, Joseph! Take me on your next adventure!”

Secretly keeps your gifted plushie in his luggage when he travels. If you ever catch him with it, he’ll brush it off like, “Pffft, it’s not a big deal! I just, y’know, didn’t wanna leave it behind.”

Jotaro Kujo

Completely unbothered but mildly impressed by how dedicated you are. “That’s… a lot of stuffed animals.”

Acts like he doesn’t care when you give him one, but you catch him subtly adjusting it so it sits perfectly on his shelf.

One time you found his dolphin plushie slightly worn and well-loved. He denied sleeping with it, but the evidence was right there.

If he ever catches you upset, he’ll silently hand you a plushie and sit next to you. He won’t say much, but his presence is comforting.

Josuke Higashikata

“OH MY GOD, THIS IS AMAZING!!” Josuke loves your collection. He immediately asks if you have any rare or limited edition ones.

Loves touching them because they’re so soft and squishy. If you have any really tiny ones, he keeps one in his pocket for good luck.

If you gift him one, he brags about it. “Yeah, [Name] gave me this one. Ain’t it the cutest thing ever?”

If someone messes with your plushies, he’ll fix them with Crazy Diamond in a heartbeat.

Giorno Giovanna

At first, he doesn’t really get it, but he respects your passion for them.

Once he sees how happy they make you, he finds it endearing. He listens carefully when you talk about each plushie like they have their own personalities.

If you give him one, he takes it very seriously. He places it somewhere safe and makes sure it stays pristine.

Lowkey might use Gold Experience to bring one to life for fun- just to see your reaction.

Jolyne Cujoh

“You sleep with how many? You can still breathe in there, right?!”

She acts like it’s a bit much, but she secretly thinks it’s adorable.

If you give her a plushie, she pretends to roll her eyes but keeps it anyway. She always puts it on her bed, and when she’s alone, she hugs it when she sleeps.

One time, you caught her squeezing one of your plushies when she thought no one was looking. She will deny it forever.

Johnny Joestar

“I don’t get it, but hey, if it makes you happy, go for it.”

He’s a little awkward about receiving one as a gift, but the moment he realizes how soft and comforting it is, he actually sleeps better with it.

Gyro tells him the one you gifted is a nice one. He’s a little tempted to give it to him until he actually grows attached to it and doesn’t want to be without it.

Would never admit it, but if you take it away, he feels like something’s missing.

If you let him borrow one for a long trip, he keeps it close and appreciates it way more than he lets on.

Josuke Higashikata (Gappy)

He finds your collection really charming and unique.

Might jokingly ask if any of them are secretly alive- “They’re all staring at me. Are you sure none of them are gonna move?”

If you gift him one, he genuinely treasures it. He might even name it and make it part of his room’s decoration.

If you ever lose one or need a particular one for your collection, he will search tirelessly to help you find it.

[nbayoungmeg]

present 𝜗𝜚 chris sturniolo

pairing: dealer!chris & cutesy stoner!reader

summery: chris comes home from his late night deals… etc idfk

warnings: smut (i tried)

a/n: this is my first time writing anything since i failed my english gcse. i’m just gonna fuck it and post this randomly so good luck. hopefully i dont have a panic attack and delete this LOL

your lying in bed waiting for your boyfriend to come home from his late night deals, getting comfy in your freshly washed sheets and turning on a movie. you feel your eyes drooping closed, the movie turning into background noise.

your tiredness quickly faded as you hear the front door slam shut, quick steps travelling up the stairs.

“hey baby. oh- did i wake you up i’m sorry-“

you smile and rub your eyes as chris bursts through the bedroom door

“no chris i was awake. just” he laughs softly, putting his duffel at the end of the bed. the smell of weed filling the room as he opens his bag. “how was tonight? busy”

“not too bad really, some idiot tried taking my shit without paying though. otherwise pretty chill” he pulls a preroll out his pocket along with your lighter. your eyes widen, smirk plastering your face, you snatch the lighter out his hand.

“that’s where she went, took her on a little journey did you?”

“her.” he looks at you trying not to burst out laughing “are you deadass y/n? does ‘she’ have a name too?” he finds himself too funny.

“stop laughing at me. no ‘she’ doesn’t”

he lovingly rolls his eyes at you leaning down and kissing your forehead.

“have you smoked already tonight?” you ask

“no i held back, thought you’d want a smoke tonight so i waited for you” he grabbed the flower shaped ash tray -obviously yours- off the table while you turned the movie you completely forgot about off and put on some music.

“you can do the honours m’lady” chris smirks handing you the preroll.

“why thank you” you pop the joint into your mouth, lighting it. chris jumps into bed with you putting his arm over your shoulder, you get comfy.

after passing the joint back and forth between a random conversation, you put the ashtray on the side table. as you turn back around you see chris getting out of bed. “where are you going baby?”

“i have something to show you” he says, leaving you with a confused look as he digs through his bag. chris pulls out a little shopping bag, handing it to you. “look inside” you reach in to find a ed hardy tank top, your eyes widening. “i saw it in the window of a shop while i was out and thought you’d like it.. do you?”

“oh my god chris, it’s so cute thank you” you jump out of bed pulling chris down by his neck into a kiss, “i love you baby” you say while pulling him in for a hug hug him before running to your wardrobe mirror.

“i love you too” he turns to see you ripping off you previous top, catching a glimpse of your lacy pink bra before you shove his present over you head. you spin around to show him, “fits perfectly too. well done chris”

“oh shit you look goodd” he pulls you into his chest by your waist, leaning down to your ear whispering “i think we need to take it back off though” he smiles into your neck “don’t you think y/n?”

you instinctively extend you neck for him, he continues pressing kisses over your neck and collarbones, “yeah i think i should probably take it off, don’t wanna, ruin it before i get the chance to wear it out.” you both smile at each other, raising your arms for chris to pull the tank top off you.

next thing you know your lying on the bed, one leg dressed over his shoulder, the other wrapped round his waist. chris pressing kisses over your knee as he thrusted in and out of you. your a moaning mess underneath him. he looks so good you could cum just by looking at him.

“fuck y/n- y’look so fucking pretty taking me like this”

you try to speak, all that comes out is shaky moan. he moves your leg from round his waist into his other shoulder, stroking down your thigh gripping it tightly as he fucks into you. chris looks down at your fucked out face, he leans down into a passionate kiss, pushing your legs down into your chest- basically folding you in half. you moan into the kiss, the new position reaching a new spot inside you.

your body starts shaking as chris sets a new pace, “god i love you y/n”

“f-fuck i love you baby” you manage to get out through cluttered groans.

the eye contact making both of you smile.

chris reaches round your legs, his hand finds you clit, rubbing firm, deliberate circles as he feels you clenching around him. “you gonna cum with me baby?” he whispers into your ear. his breathe against your ear making you shiver

“ple-please”

“that’s my girl,” you leg starts to shake on chris’s shoulder reaching your orgasm, “cmon baby, let go” you pull him into you, both moaning into each others mouths as he fucks you through your high.

your legs basically fall off him, you melt into your duvet, chris flopping down next to you.

“you okay my love?” he looks over at you smiling at the ceiling.

“i love you”

a/n: it’s also gone 2am so i hope that was readable x

[cloudluvrrr]

Change

a/n: rushed and bad im sick andi have to post chat 😔

boothill x preachers daughter

tw : religous themes, slight implication of freaky, erm bad and rushed, i didnt proof read either 😈😈

-Michelle pfeifer - ethel cain

Boothill was often out at night, his family owned a small ranch a little south of the small town you lived in. You knew of him of course, everyone did. He often did some petty crimes, smoking, stealing from people, getting in fights. He was troubled, often coming into church on Sundays with his family begrudgingly.

He entered the southern style church, looking over at the rows of towns people whispering amongst themselves. Hiding away what they've done before, as if attending could simply wash away the tracks of their sins.

Sitting there with a sour look on his face, as your father preached about how to repent and cleanse your souls seemingly being aimed at boothill. As well as informing the town that the yearly baptism & church picnic was coming, and for those who wanted to be accepted to speak with his wife.

Every time he entered the church he saw the back of your pretty head. All done up with a bow, in your Sunday best. He watched as you highlighted and taking notes in your white bible. Your flushed cheeks, the point of your nose, your soft tinted lips, the frills of your dress. You were the towns girl, always dressed in pretty dresses and on her best behavior. Like a doe, innocent, beautiful, graceful. Boothill was like a snake, with the temptation and promise of leading others astray. Poisoning them, leading them astray from the grace of god.

As his thoughts came to a close he saw everyone getting up, and the pastor finishing up his sermon. He was hunched over, hands in his pocket as a soft hand tugged on his forearm.

"boothill" your soft voice echoed in his head, 'she knows my name?'

"uh.. yeah?" he asked nervously meeting your eyes.

"your not going to get baptised?"

"Why would I? everyone in here is fake as hell, I like to enjoy my you-"

"you're going to hell" you interupt, your brown eyes looking up at him.

"You can't be saved unless you change, ya know." you say stepping back and hugging your bible. "Your loved, you got everythin' and you live like that"

"the hell you mean by that" he snapped, but before you answered your father pulled you away to tend to other followers.

"I told you not to speak to him" your father whispered as he lead to the others "I was helping" you whisper back.

"He's beyond help baby"

--

He was out in his fathers wheat field, stargazing. A dimly light cigarette rest on his lips. His mind thinking of what you said, how he had everything yet he still rebelled. He tried his hardest to think of why, he shrugged it off as just wanting to be free from this shit small town.

His thoughts once more interrupted by a small hum, seeing you walking along the fence. Your hands behind your back, as you walked along the fence. God you were beautiful "hey!" he shouted getting up and standing on the other side.

The sweet sound of you hums stop as you look at him.

"made up your mind?" you ask looking into his eyes.

A fence between the two of you, a divide he placed a hand on the fence "fuck no, what you doin' out?" he ask looking around looking for any sign of your family.

"I like to go on walks"

"alone?"

"this town gossips like wild fire, if i do something it'll get to my daddy before I even return home. I ain't stupid like you" you say with an edge

"I enjoy my life" he scoffed putting out his cigarette.

"change is good"

"no it ain't"

"some times it is" you insist.

"why are you so insistan-"

"I want you to change"

"why? I'm a lost cause darlin' your daddy said so too" He added sitting on the fence

"...I don't think so, I wanna talk to yo-"

"the hell? why?"

"...I like you, your everything I'd like to be" your brows scrunching as you hear your own words

Your words hit him like lighting, you wanted to be like him. "why? You got everythin' your families perfect, y'all rich, you love eachother-" He could give you a million reasons why your family was so looked up upon.

"no, daddys.. Gone a lot, mama drinks, my kid siblings just do whatever daddy wants them too.." you said looking away.

'but I could tell that you wanted out of the family.'

--

So began boothills journey to salvation.

He gets baptized, and for the first time he doesn't get tugged away from you.

The both of you are on a swing set, talking about the most mundane things. Your favorite food, his favorite color, your hobbies anything he could to distract you from the town.

it was often cute dates like this, at the dinner, the lake, anywhere.

yet

he was a bad influence, even if he was 'fixed'. He wanted to show you the world outside of the church.

So on one of the days where your father was out and your mother was drowning in her wine cabinet.

the both of you, sat in boothills twin bed drinking some beer he'd stolen from the local store.

Things got hazey from there, you didn't remember much.

Other than boothill slipping off your purity ring, and slipping off your sunday best.

-

He'd become your world

Your everything

the very sin you'd had been protected from.

Your family had learned to accept him, and your friends envied you.

Yet he left,

just like that.

Packed his bags took his dads truck, and left.

You accepted it, moving on but always thinking of him sending him letters you were never sure reached him.

Eventually you dropped off the last letter along with the ring he'd made you, in his jewelry class

-

Dear, Boothill

where did you go?

This is my last letter, I don't know if you get any of them. But I'm finally leaving you behind, like you did with me.

You're like a demon that follows behind me, a reminder of our time and our fun. I can't deny I didn't like it, made me happy.

It makes me happy,

Especially when you changed just for me.

And just for you to leave.

Did you even exist?

or

was it me?

--

sorry if it started off good then slowly got worst i forgot where i wanted to take it, so YAAY i finished it tho :)

i havent been playing hsr but i will be pulling for sunday :D

actually ive been into the silent hill 2 remake and detroit become human :P

BYEYEEYEYU for now

[specialagentlokitty]

Buck x reader - my happiness

Hi! I love all your fics. This is my first time asking but please like the shy reader is Buck (911) shy girlfriend and pretty adorable like every single day walking around the station visiting Buck all day every day, just being his good luck charm ♥️ thank you 😊 hope it’s ok - Anon💜

Buck stood looking at his phone for the time and he put it back in his pocket, grinning as he faced the open doors of the station.

“What’s he doing?” Eddie whispered.

“Oh my god you’ve not seen it yet have you?” Hen whispered back.

“Seen what?!” Eddie asked confused.

Hen and Chim grinned, and looked back to Buck who was practically bouncing on the balls of his feet with excitement.

They watched him reach out, take a bag and set it on the ground.

“Takeaway?” Eddie asked.

“Nope.” Chim smirked.

Buck opened his arms and you smiled softly up at him, padding over you wrapped your arms around his waist, resting your head on his chest and he hugged your tightly, moving you from side to side.

You smiled softly as you leant him lean down and kiss the top of your head.

“You wait here every day..” you whispered.

“Because you come to this spot everyday..” he whispered back.

You stepped back and smiled up at him, reaching up, you placed your hand on the side of his face and he leant into your touch, closing his eyes.

“Who is that?” Eddie whispered.

“That’s (Y/N), Bucks girlfriend.”

Eddie turned to look at Bobby.

“Girlfriend? He never said he had a girlfriend.”

“She’s pretty shy, sometimes she’ll talk to us sometimes she won’t. But every single day, without fail she comes here at the same time.” Hen smiled.

You ran you thumb along his cheek and he opened his eyes, reaching up he placed his hand over yours, kissing your palm.

“Let’s go eat lunch.” He smiled.

Buck took the bag, and he held his hand out to you and you took it, lacing your fingers with his he took you up the stairs and set the bag on the table.

You both held light conversation as you ate, and you could feel Buck wrapped one of his legs around yours making you smile.

“What’re you doing Evan Buckley?” You asked.

“Nothing.”

You hummed a little, looking at you leg trapped between his, so you put your other leg over his and he laughed.

“How long are you staying for?” He asked.

You shrugged a little and he nodded his head, getting up to bin the trash and you sat watching him with a smile on your face.

Getting up, you made your way to the stairs and began to walk down, and Buck was right behind you, standing next to you when you stopped at the bottom of the stairs.

“I have to clean the truck, do you wanna come with me?”

You looked up at your boyfriend and held out your hand to him and he took it, leading you to the truck he got you to sit on the back of it while he gathered everything he needed.

You waved at Chim and Hen who were in the ambulance next to the truck and they waved back at you.

Buck brought everything back over and you stood up, just happily watching him.

Wherever he went, if you could, you’d follow him, and if not you would wait wherever he asked you to wait.

When you had to leave you hugged him tightly and he kissed the top of your head.

“Message me when you get back.”

You nodded your head and kissed his cheek as you wondered away.

And again the next day you came back, at the exact same time and this time you noticed it wasn’t Buck waiting for you, it was someone else.

“Sorry Buck is out at the minute, he asked me to take you upstairs when you came, I’m Eddie. You’re (Y/N) right?”

You nodded your head and followed Eddie up the stairs and you sat down on the couch.

“Have you and Buck been dating long?”

You nodded again, and he smiled softly.

He left you be, not wanting to make you uncomfortable but when Buck came back Eddie told him where you were.

Buck all but ran up the stairs and to the couch where he threw himself next to you, wrapping his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his side.

Laughing softly, you rested your head on his lap as you laid down and looked up at him.

“I knew you’d be waiting for me, I had the best call every.”

Buck rambled on about the call he had just been on, and you held his hand listening happily to everything he told you.

He looked down at you and smiled softly, brushing his fingers through your hair as he gazed at you in pure wonder.

“Maybe you’re my lucky charm..” he whispered.

You smiled at him and he leant down, giving you a gentle kiss before he pulled away.

“It’s definitely you..”

[clarkeyhill]

👊🏻Tensions Run High pt2 | George Clarke

Angst/Smut/Fluff

Summary: After the argument with George at the bar, you Chris and Arthur return to your flat. The niggle of George still lingers around as he blows up your phone, creating a much deeper tension than before.

You let out a sigh as you open your flat door "that wasn't how I planned it to go" Arthur nervously laughs "he will always find a way to let me know he still exists, we knew this would happen, it's not your fault" you say with a smile, walking to the fridge to grab them both a beer "we watching a film or something?" Chris asks "completely up to you, I have cards against humanity in a cupboard somewhere if you wanna have a knack at that?" You suggest, opening a bottle of wine "fuck it, why not" Arthur says as you nod, rummaging through the cupboards to find it "ah it's here" you say slipping it out of its space in the back.

You set it in the kitchen island as you all place yourselves on chairs, setting out the different cards in their sections your phone buzzes, pulling it out your pocket you see a familiar number but it wasn't saved, the message revealed its identity non the less.

"you all fired up still turns me on btw, hot."

Your eyes roll "he's at it again" you say as Arthur's head pricks up "what you mean?" He says as you spin your phone around to show them "he's such a twat sometimes, ignore him" Chris says shaking his head as you lock your phone. You play a couple of games, your jaw aches from all the laughing you were doing, a feeling of comfort rings over you being with two of your best friends despite the denominator lingering around. You look at the bottle of wine, sat there empty with not a drop left, your eyes roll "guess it's spirits now then" you laugh, sliding off your chair a little tipsy mind; your head sways as you stumble "god she's still a lightweight" Arthur laughs, nudging Chris as he lets out a small giggle " I am NOT" you protest, the slurring more prominent "okay MAYBE a little bit underweight" you say laughing into a snigger "you mean lightweight?" Chris laughs "yeah him!" You say again "right I think that's our cue to get you in bed?" Arthur says "as much as I would love you both snuggled up to me I will pass on the offer" you blow them a kiss "no y/n, not like that oh my god" Arthur puts his head into his head as he shakes it, your phone buzzes again.

12:30am "still up?" The message reads, a tingle surges up your spine, you hated him but you couldn't lie the drunk sex would really hit right now. The boys give you a hug as they usher you to the bedroom, placing you down "do you need anything?" Chris says "no I'm good, thanks boys I love you both" you say falling back into the bed "we love you too, call you in the morning" Arthur says laughing as you wave them goodbye.

Your head spinning in circles as your eyes fixate on the bedroom light, George's text playing on repeat in your brain, you pick your phone up as you stare at it for a while, your heart tells you not to allow him back in (literally) but your female desire overpowers it

You:"Yeah I am, they've just left"

G: "is that a hint to come over"

You:"no"

G:"I think it is baby, see you soon"

Your eyes roll, knowing you will one hundred percent regret this later on, but he knew how to take care of you physically, especially when you were drunk. You go and take your makeup off, stumbling on your way. A loud knock braces itself on your door, you huff as you walk to answer it and there he is. Messy hair, dressed in black as if to come off mysterious. "Fuck you" you say as you roll your eyes his smirk appears "always been a short tempered girl" he sniggers, making his way in. His cologne brushed your nostrils, engulfing them in a wave of testosterone.

"What do you want George" you say folding your arms "don't act dumb love, you know exactly what I want" he says with a playful look on his face "you don't get to talk to me like that and think you have me wrapped around you" you spit "not yet I don't anyway" his smirks, your expression builds into more rage, why did you let him come in "you infuriate me, you arrogant, pompous arsehole" you say, pushing his chest as he stumbles "you're still as bratty as I left you" his eyes darken, yours reddened at his words you stare at his face for a second, taking in his presence as lip curls.

"This was a fucking horrendous idea" you spit "was it?" He says as he moves over to you, his hand sliding around your wait like a belt "tell me to leave then" he teases, your breath hitches as much as you wanted him to leave, you could bring yourself to tell him that "thought so" he smirks as his grip tightens, pushing you against the wall your eyes lock as he smashes his lips onto yours, the kiss electric sending fireworks through your body, the kiss becomes rough, latching your teeth into his lips as your tongues collide your hands trail down his body tugging at the fabric of his top, his urgency becomes more prominent as his lifts you up to wrap your legs around him, not breaking the kiss as he takes you to your room laying you in the bed.

His slips his fingers into the band of your joggers, pulling them down slighting as you shiver towards his touch, the kissing still vigorous, as he slides your joggers to your ankles, he breaks away from the kiss to look at your, his head beaded with sweat from the tension as his eyes wander down to your thong, his eyes filled with lust as he spreads your thighs apart, caressing them with his callused hands, his fingers slip into your thong as he moves it to the side "fuck I've missed this" his grunts, you bite your lip as he teases your entrance with his fingers, you made his fingers instantly wet at the touch, his eyes brighten as your body's reaction to his touch, he places his tongue on your core, swiping in irrational motions as your head jolts "fuck" you moan, as he looks up at your making eye contact while he teases you more, your mind in overdrive as he works his magic, like your under a spell he emerges from your thighs, a grin across his face as he lifts your legs to wrap around him "told you, that you'd be wrapped around me soon enough" his snickers, your eyes roll "I hate you" you say as his grip tightens around your legs "let me fuck the hate out of you, princess" your eyes widen as he lowers his trousers, he adjusts your legs as he pumps himself into his hand, creating an urgency for him to fuck you "please George, fuck me" you plea, he smirks wasting not a minute long as he thrusts into you, your head swinging back as you adjust to him length, your nails dig into your sheets as you tighten around him "fuck George don't stop" you beg, he picks up his pace has his thumb moves towards your core, making figure 8 motions as his thrusts become more sloppy, signalling he was close

"Fuck I'm so close" you whine, as George bites his lip, your whining and moaning sending him into overdrive as you tighten around him, your legs begin to shake as you reach your climax "oh my god" you release S your body crumbles under his touch, your panting becomes rapid as your catch your breath, George still thrusting as his climax begins to peak, beads of sweat dripping from his head as he reaches him limit "fuck" he grunts as he releases, his pants sloppy as he pulls out, pulling his trousers back over, as you sit up to pull your own pants up.

The silence fills the room as George's hard persona weakens "let me take care of you" he says "George, you already have" you say panting "not like that, let me take care of you again" he says with sincerity "we don't work" you say "we can though" he responds as his smile falters, you roll your eyes as you shuffle up into the bed, you pull the quilt over as you pat next to you "come here softie" you say with a smile as he slips into bed next to you, lifting his arm up to allow you to lay on his chest "I've missed this" he says, placing a kiss onto your forehead as you smile into his chest "me too" you respond as you lay there a while, falling asleep on his chest as he lets out soft snores, maybe hate wasn't what you were feeling after all.

-

🫶🏻

@ooostarwarsfandom501st requested pt 2 so here it is!

[lola-la-cava]

Met ‘23

Timothée Chalamet x Reader

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“Y-yeah, don’t even worry about it. Who needs air?. Just… keep going” I say as they continue to tighten the corset. I grip my waist, sucking up as much air as I can.

All of a sudden, I hear a familiar voice tsk. The women helping me with my dress backs up, causing the piece of clothing to loosen.

“Did she put you up to this?”, he asked the woman. She nodded.

“Traitor!”

He laughs at my quip and comes up to kiss my cheek. “You look beautiful”

Timothée looks me up and down, examining the dress and taking my hand to twirl me. “You don’t look half bad yourself.” I giggle.

The curly haired boy gasped, “Half bad? Come on! Give me a little more credit!”

“Ah fine! You look gorgeous!” I praise, getting my body close to his to pull him in for a needed kiss.

“Ah, ah, ah. I’m not done yet! Couldn’t keep your hands to yourself, huh, lover boy?” my make-up artist comes to pull us apart and retouching my lipstick.

“How could I?” he stared at me with a love sick stare that I didn’t quite notice at the time.

Timothée hears a quick snap!from the camera. He whips his head around to see one of the photographers catch the perfect moment.

“Whoops” the guy shrugged.

“You people are sickening!” my assistant screamed from the other side of the room.

Timothée answers back, “Jealous much, Meg?”

“Ha. ha.” she teased. “I happen to enjoy being all alone, thank you very much”

I playfully roll my eyes at her antics. “Yeah, sureee”

“Aaalright, Y/N you’re set!” She pats my cheek as I look at her with grateful eyes.

Timothée’s arms wrap around my front once again as soon as she let go. His head resting on my shoulder, kissing my neck

“I just hope lover boy here doesn’t ruin your make-up”

“No promises” he giggles as he playfully placed wet kisses on the side of my head.

“I swear, you will never hear the end from me if you do” she warns him.

“Now, get on out there. Tons of people are expecting you”

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Ah, the calm before the storm.

Well, as calm as it can get. Which was not very.

They stood in the line before getting their pictures taken. Celebrities in extravagant clothing surrounded them. Some familiar faces present that Y/N took note to say hello to later on.

Y/N smoothed over her dress and brought her hand up to fix her hair again. Timothée noticing this, he interrupted her movement and took her hand. He squeezed it three times before kissing it.

I love you.

She took her hand back and grabbed her phone from a discreet pocket on the dress.

She scrolled aimlessly through social media, trying to get feeling of impending doom of my mind.

Her eye catches a random headline from an entertainment news update account. It read:

‘Timothée Chalamet and Kylie Jenner hard launching their relationship at tonight’s Met Gala? Y/N Y/L/N left in the dust?’

She lets out an obnoxious scoff. Timmy hearing it, he looks at her screen, reading the obviously made-up headline.

“God, they’re still on that?”

He notices his partner’s silence. “Come on. You’re not really bothered by this, are you?”

She opened her mouth to say something. No words came out. She merely shrugged.

He gripped her shoulders and pulled her in for a bear hug. Timothée rested his head on hers as she got close to his chest, hearing the comforting beat of his heart that never failed to comfort her.

The couple stayed like that. “Trust me, mon coeur. I wouldn’t have this any other way. I’m perfect where I am and who I’m with”

“Shit, I actually might cry. I never know what to say when you say this sappy shit”, Y/N chuckles as she puts her hand up to mess with his styled hair.

Feeling her hand creeping his back, Timmy pulls away and bows. “I aim to please you. It’s my sole purpose in life”

A smile instantly appeared on her face and butterflies in her stomach. Nothing had definitely changed from when they first started going out. Same sparks, same chemistry, same tension. Whatever you wanna call it. It was there. They had it.

She tugged on his hand, pulling him in for one more kiss. Y/N looked at him, looking over the features she admired so much that she practically memorized them. Her gaze lands on his lips.

Some of her lipstick and gloss had transferred to his lips. She quickly tried to get the makeup off. “Shit, wait hold on. You have some-“

He smacks her hand away. “No, no. Keep it.” He rubbed his lips together getting the substance to cover all ground.

“Y/N Y/L/N and Timothée Chalamet? They’re ready for you.”

_________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

“Right now, I’m here with everyone’s favourite couple, Timothée Chalamet and Y/N Y/L/N” Emma, the interviewer, spoke with enthusiasm.

We’d just finished the carpet and were almost home free. Camera flashes blinded my vision as I tried not to close my eyes throughout the whole thing. Screams of my name were heard throughout the venue. Meddlesome questions and controlling demands to pose a certain way were yelled. To which, I didn’t respond to. Why should I? I maintained my balance by holding onto Timothée. You’d think after a few years, you’d get used to the bordering aggressive personalities you have to deal with every single day.

It turns out not really.

“How does it feel to be back? I mean, you guys have gone before, but how does it feel to be here as the quote-unquote, it couple?”

Me and Timmy both give awkward chuckles as we heard the last two words.

“Uh- I really don’t know about that last part, but it just feels great to share such a meaningful moment with him. I’ve personally dreamed of attending since I first saw it as a kid and to be invited for the second time… It’s just… yea”, I answer, not being able to expound on the statement.

Emma hums and gains back the mic.

“So, rumors have been swirling about the internet that actually said othewise. Do you have anything to say about that?” She points the microphone at Timothée this time, definitely hinting at the Kylie rumors.

He seems taken aback by the question, not knowing what to say and the only thing I’m able to do was squeeze his hand. Three times.

I love you.

Emma realizes this with a regretful look on her face. She leans toward both of us as she moves the mic away.

“It’s totally fine if you guys aren’t comfortable. We could just mov-“

He takes the mic, she gives him a grateful small smile.

“No, I uh, me and Y/N have actually seen a handful of tweets about this and I just wanna set the record straight and say we are very much still together”, he nods as he hands the microphone back to her.

“I think I’m right by saying that this has definitely relieved viewrs at home and me.” We laugh genuinely at her quip.

I imagine people on Twitter have stopped adding fuel to the fire after what he said and can have a better goodnight’s sleep later in the evening.

“And that’s our time. I’ll see you lovebirds inside! Have a great time together!”

We both shook her hand and left with an indebted expression for keeping it mellow (for the most part) after such a nerve-wracking red carpet.

“Very professional with that answer, Chalamet”, I hook my arms with his and leaned on his shoulder.

“Of course, ‘gotta remind everyone you’re still my girl”, he says with a smug smirk.

I laugh, “Your girl? I suppose that means you’re my boy?”

He playfully rolls his eyes. “Come on! As if you didn’t know that from the beginning”

“Ohhh, I know. I just wanted to hear it from your mouth!”

[wildehacked]

that was SO MUCH FUN WOW

stuff i loved:

BUDDIE FIGHT FUCK YEAH BUDDIE FIGHT I LOVE YOU BUDDIE FIGHT

BUCK AND CHRIS!!!!!!

BUCK AND PEPA!!!!!!!!

girl i think there's a nonzero chance buck just takes a job in el paso because he's embracing change right as eddie and chris decide to move back, all gift of the magi style

BUCK AND HOT PRIEST!!!!!! that was maybe my favorite part of the whole episode honestly. he's not even catholic!!!!!

MESSY MESSY CHIMNEY AND ATHENA STUFF. idk you guys it just makes beautiful sense to me that she doesn't grieve gracefully. she knows intellectually what's right and what's wrong, but emotionally, that woman needs someone to blame. i genuinely love her for this. grief athena is my favorite athena.

Buck being just viciously frustrated by not being able to be there for everyone like bobby told him he would be needed for, and meanwhile eddie and hen are like. it's like being herded by a really neurotic cattle dog. you want to check if he's okay, but he won't stop nipping at your heels trying to get you to march in neat rows long enough for you to catch him.

Is Athena also going to quit her job?????????? kinda felt like she was leaning towards quitting her job?????????????????????? QUIT!!!!! YOUR!!!! JOB!!!! ATHENA!!!!!!!!!!!!

Josh's frankly hysterical little comment about how he'd be heading to his car in re: the grove being on fire

the tenderness of that conversation between Chimney and Maddie—like, her love for him, but also his love for Bobby. it just goes so deep!!

eddie being a huge bitch and hitting buck where it hurts even though he's upset in part because he's worried about buck <3 <3 <3 <3 I love him <3 <3 <3 and I ESPECIALLY loved him being like "I heard some guy was mean to you" and then fixing the problemmmmm dear god. fuck me up. put it in my veins.

HEARTBREAKING 118 FAMILY AND BOBBY FLASHBACK. WOUNDING. BEAUTIFUL. WRENCHING.

Stuff I was less enthused about:

I really really don't get what they're doing with gerrard. like. why? why? why????

WHY ARE WE GOING BACK TO TERRIBLE PARKING ATTENDANT GUY. that was my least favorite episode of the season* and it was very odd to get an extended callback to it

Stuff I wanna see next episode:

Chimney and Athena trapped in a little pocket of dust together and then they co-hallucinate Bobby and they both cry and then hug

Buck and Eddie gift of the magi exchange where Buck is like so....don't get weirded out by this BUT i just got a job in el paso while eddie is like I JUST PUT THE HOUSE ON THE MARKET YOU FREAK

Buck gets injured in the falling building and has a moment where he gets to hallucinate bobby, and bobby's like 'kid, i just want you to be happy' and then he wakes up and turns to ravi who's grabbing his arm to drag him to safety and he's like, all raw and earnest, saying 'i don't think i can be happy without Eddie and Chris,' and then ravi's like ????? dude, we are going to die in this building, pull yourself together.

[turcott3]

think later

jj peterka x fem! reader

warnings?: public sex, fingering, spitting, unprotected sex, mild dominance, hair pulling, spanking, alcohol, cursing, kissing

HAPPY KINKTOBER MINI SERIES!!

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“as weird as this is gonna sound, go on my nightstand and grab my lube.” you say pointing to the small drawer next to your bed.

“your what now?” your friend looks at you with a smile that read as dread.

“how else am i supposed to get a fucking latex skirt on my body?” you laugh and she shrugs, digging in your drawer and reemerging with it.

“how do you want me to do this?” your friend giggles.

“can you put it on my upper thighs and my ass and i’ll rub it in before we try to pull it up any further.” you ask and she nods, doing so. you lightly spreading the gel all over your upper body, finally tugging the skirt tightly over your ass.

“jesus, look how fat your ass looks, is jj gonna be able to behave?” you friend says as she pokes fun at you.

“i mean…” you pause turning to the side in your mirror, “maybe not, but i wont complain.”

“oh wow okay.” your friend giggles.

“well i will see you, catwoman, and him, batman, later.” she says, grabbing her belongings off your bed.

“bye love you, see you later.” you wave her off as you zip up the tight latex corset around yourself, your tits getting a strong lift.

“wow, i would so fuck me if i was him.” you say, doing multiple poses in your mirror.

“jj.” you call out.

“yeah?”

“i got my costume on.”

“really? that took you guys like an hour.”

“well, it wasn’t exactly easy to do.”

“we have to leave in an hour.” he replies.

“alright, i’ll finish getting ready now, ill be out soon.”

“can’t wait to see it.” he says, you sighing at his response.

you didn’t show him which costume you ended up picking, and thank god he agreed to not wear his mask.

-

“okay are you ready?” you ask, peaking your head through the door, the cat ears making their first appearance.

“as i’ll ever be.” he replies hopping up off the couch and turning around.

“okay.” you reply quietly, opening the door, stepping out into the light. his eyes practically bulged out of his head, his jaw opening wide as you do a full 360 spin for him.

“holy shit, princess, you look fucking gorgeous.” he says still gawking at you as you approach him, arms resting on his tall shoulders.

“thank you.” you smile lightly, his hands placed on your waist as he presses a light kiss to your cheek.

“of course, wow, holy fuck.” he says, stepping back and admiring your body as it’s hugged perfectly by the latex.

“okay don’t gas me up too much babe, let’s go.” you reply with a giggle, reaching for his hand, tugging him out the door.

you arrived just on time, which was apparently late, because you were definitely not one of the first people there. the bar that the boys on the team rented out was packed full.

“i’m ready to be drunk already.” you sigh as you both observe the crowd of people.

“come on baby.” he says lowly in your ear, grabbing you by the waist, pushing through the crowd finally arriving at the bar.

“what can i get for you two?” the bar tender asks.

“whatever is gonna get me drunk the fastest.” you reply with a smile, jj chuckling next to you.

“in that case, i’ll have what my lady is having.” he says, his grip on your waist tightening for a moment.

“alright so you just want like a line of tequila shots is what im hearing? or would you prefer a sugary drink? or a seltzer?” the bartender shoots back.

“how about two tequila shots and two sugary drinks of bartenders choice?” you smile.

“i can do that, would you wanna open a tab?” he asks you and you look up at jj.

“uh yeah, yeah let’s do that.” he says, digging in his pocket for his wallet and handing the man his card as you squeeze the hand that rested on your hip briefly, him leaning over and pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

“alright, here’s those shots and i’ll have those drinks ready in a few minutes, feel free to sit down right there.” the man says pointing at two bar stools. the two of you sat together, downing the shots that burned as they ran down your throat.

“wow, that’s disgusting.” you cough and jj giggles at you.

“yeah no, definitely not great.” he replies as the drinks are set down in front of you, the buzz from your shot already beginning to hit the both of you, as you hadn’t eaten in a few hours.

jj hands you a straw, which you gladly accept, the both of you swigging the drink down quickly, licking the green sugar rim off your glass.

“i’m really feeling it already j.” you giggle, already feeling the haziness of your intoxication.

“me too, wanna dance?” he replies, nodding toward the dance floor, you nodding vigorously in response, tugging him off the bar stool and off onto the dance floor. the music played loudly throughout the bar as you turned your back to him, his hands on your waist as you swayed to the music, grinding your tight ass against his cock, a grunt leaving the german’s mouth.

“scheiße.” he mumbles under his breath, his hands wandering. you can feel his head turn a few ways on your shoulder before he hooked his hand under your skirt, running his fingers over the lace over your thong, finding their way under the material, running his thick fingers through your folds, your hand quickly finding its way behind his neck holding on for stability as you grew wet as his touch, his fingers diving into you as you bit your lip harshly, in attempt to not make it obvious as to what was going on.

carefully, he pressed two fingers inside of you, you biting back your moan harshly, the grip you had on his other hand placed on your hip, now hard. your knuckles practically white. he pumped his thick fingers in and out of you slowly, your knees struggling not to buckle under his touch, teasing giggles leaving his mouth.

“such a good girl huh?” he says, nipping on your neck as your legs began to shake.

“jj please.” you practically whisper.

“what was that? i can’t hear you.” he says, his other hand wrapping completely around your torso, his fingers moving quicker in and out of your throbbing pussy.

“jj, please, i can’t take it.” you say a little louder, turning your head toward his ear. quiet moans leaving your lips as he smirked.

“awe, you gonna cum for me pretty girl?” he teases, mumbling in your ear, and you nod in reply, your knees buckling under the pressure, his other arm holding you completely still against him as an orgasm washed harshly over your body, a loud gasp leaving your lips as your head leaned over your chest, gasping for air as he removed his hand, sucking his fingers clean of your juices in your ear.

“let’s go get another drink baby.” he says, peeking you up quickly, feeling less drunk than before, the haze leaving with the orgasm you just had and having to stay normal in a crowd of people.

“can we get two more of those drinks?” jj asks and the bar tender nods, beginning to make them.

“come on sit.” he says and you shake your head quickly.

“why not?”

“do you want to see a puddle of my fucking cum on a barstool jj?” you lean over in his ear, giggling in response.

“yes actually i do, i wanna see what i do to you, now sit down.” he replies quietly, pulling the stool out. you couldn’t lie and say you didn’t enjoy his more dominant side, it was fucking hot.

the bartender presented the new drinks, the two of you swilling them down just like you had, but this time you were already horny, this drink just pushing the two of you along. you reached over to his crotch, and grabbed onto his cock through his pants, his hand pushing yours away. you persisted as he spoke with the bartender, rubbing your hand across his thigh, occasionally poking his dick and running a soft hand across it, his breath hitching in his throat each time.

“well thank you for these drinks man, i can go ahead and close out.” jj says, his fist balled up on his lap.

“alright if you could just sign this receipt.” he says sliding jj the receipt, quickly signing it and tipping him 50 dollars before sliding it back and tugging you off the bar stool.

“will you fucking behave for a moment please? i’m doing something.” he says firmly in your ear, stealing napkins from the bar and wiping off your seat.

“you like seeing my wet fucking pussy on that bar stool?” you whisper in his ear with a teasing smirk.

“of course i did, who do you think i am.” he replies, pressing a hasty kiss to your lips.

“i think i need to go to the bathroom.” you say, and he nods, his hand finding its way back to your waist as you found the dimly lit hallway.

“come in with me.” you suggest, gripping on his arm as he turned the door handle.

“i’ll be doing more than just coming in the bathroom with you.”

“a lot more.” you agree.

locked.

“fuck.” you whine, your thighs rubbing together. jj looks around and sees a short stack of chairs at the end of the hall, in front of the emergency exit door. he tugs you down the hall quickly, taking off one of the chairs and sitting you down in one of them, your back to the rest of the bar.

“can i please?” you beg, your hands hanging from the waist band of his pants.

“be quick, don’t have time for you to be sucking my dick for twenty minutes.” he says and you nod, him gathering your hair behind your head as you unbuttoned his pants, pulling the waistband down. his hard cock spring free as you tugged it down, a gasp leaving your mouth. drunk you, clearly forgetting his size.

your hand pumped up and down his length firmly as you locked eyes with him, his other hand holding your jaw.

“open.” he says firmly, your mouth opening instantly. he leans over and puckers his lips briefly, spitting directly into your mouth, you growing impossibly hornier at the action.

“now put it in.” he demands mildly, you quickly placing his head on your tongue, swirling around the tip before taking him all into your mouth, bobbing up and down. your eyes watered intensely as his cock hit the back of your throat, his hands holding your head in place as his hips thrusted lightly a handful of times before pulling out and letting you go, falling back into the chair as you gasp for air.

“so fucking good for me baby.” he grunts, barely loud enough to hear. quickly, you find yourself leaning over the chair, your hands placed firmly on the plastic seat as he jerked himself off, he leaned over running his fingers through the folds of your wet pussy.

“please just fuck me jj.” you whine and he pulls away.

“shhhh you don’t get any unless you stay quiet.” he replies and you sigh.

“yes j.” you reply, biting your lip as you anxiously waited. eventually, you felt his tip make contact with your core, pressing in lightly and pulling back out. you feel his hand wrap around your hair and tug you toward him.

“you’re gonna be quiet for me right? quiet for me while i fuck you senseless, yeah?” he teases, your hand grabbing onto his wrist, turned on intensely by his actions.

“yes, fuck yes.” you reply as he lets you go, falling back into your position. without wanting, he dives into you, his length stretching you out.

“oh my god.” you moan as he stays there, pulling your skirt over your ass, placing a firm smack to it.

“fuck.” you whine to yourself as he pulls out, slamming back into you harshly, tears pricking your eyes. his thrusts were deep and harsh. you drowned out the loud music with your thoughts and your moans, his thick cock hitting your cervix with each thrust. his hand remained in your hair as he fucked into you, your skin clapping loudly against his hips.

“s-so deep.” you whine out.

“quiet pretty girl.” he grunts, pounding into you as your eyes rolled into the back of your head. quickly he lets go of your hair, pulling out.

“turn over.” he demands and you do so.

“jump.” he says, and you do so, hooking your legs around his waist, holding you up with one arm, using the other the press his wet cock back into you. his other hand grabbed onto your other ass cheek, bouncing you up and down on his cock, his hands gripping harshly on your ass, an occasional spank stinging your already red ass cheek.

“fuck.” you moan, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, muffling your moans with his shoulder.

“stay quiet baby.” he mumbles as he now holds your still, his hips now thrusting in and out of you at an extremely quick pace.

“oh my god jj.” you moan out, him leaning the pair of you over, your head now laid on the back of the chair, his forehead pressed against yours as his speed became unbearable. you felt yourself tightening around him harshly as he pounded deep into you.

“oh hey jj? what the hell are you doing down there?” you hear a familiar male voice down the hallway, his thrusts slowing to a near stop instantly.

“oh, y/n got a little too drunk and threw up. she got embarrassed and came back here so i can clean her up.” he lies instantly, but very well.

“awe man, that sucks. you’re a good guy jj. i’ll see you around.” he says entering the, now, unoccupied bathroom.

“that was close.” you giggled and he smiled, pressing his forehead back to yours as he resumed his deep thrusts, much slower this time knowing that both of you were close, your arms wrapping back around his shoulders as he sped up. your moans threatened to increase in volume as you drew closer and closer to your second orgasm of the night, your moans quickly silenced by his soft lips on yours. your tongues tangoed between you, the kiss deeper than ever before as your walls completely tighten around him, his hips stuttering as a climax came over both of you, your body shaking in his touch as he filled you up with his milky seed. the thrusts came to a stop as he continued to kiss you, sweat now dripping from the both of you before you pull away, erupting in unstoppable giggles.

“i can’t believe we just did that.” you giggle against his cheek.

“me either, but god it was so good baby, you’re so fucking perfect.” he says, pulling out, some of the milky mixture, dripping to the ground.

“we made a mess.” you groan.

“hey hey, it’s okay. uh stay right here. he just left the bathroom.” he says.

“wait, let me help you.” you say, stopping him from zipping his pants, sucking the mixture off his slowly softening cock.

“god you’re so hot.” he replies, shamelessly leaning over, his tongue diving back into yours mouth for a few moments before pulling away again, tucking himself back into his pants, and disappearing to the bathroom for a few moments, returning with a warm, damp paper towel. carefully, he wiped you completely clean, assuring you in pulling your clothes back on straight.

“can we go home?” you ask standing up, grabbing onto his hand as you left the hallway.

“yes baby, let’s go home.” he says, kissing your hand as you found your way to the exit, pure bliss radiating off of both of you.

[mochamvgz]

made with love

; a warm meal with your partner was all you needed after a hectic month

; park jongseong x reader

; genre: fluff, non-idol au

; warnings: talk of exhaustion

; 0.7k words

; tags: @inkelea @sobun1est @kbookshelf

; divider cr: @plutism (i can't believe I forgot to credit them earlier 😭😭 if you're reading this i'm so so sorry)

you entered the passcode to your studio apartment, letting yourself in after being met with an affirmative *beep*

after carelessly tossing your backpack onto the kitchen counter, you miraculously managed to drag yourself to your bed, collapsing on it right away

thank god it's saturday tomorrow

that was the only thought in your mind at present. you'd had a hectic week—no, a hectic fortnight...or was it a month...? your pre-existing headache grew worse as you tried to recall so you gave up eventually

your eyelids grew heavy and just as you were about to board your train to dreamland, star lost by stray kids started playing from the front pocket of your pants. wait, no, that couldn't be right. pockets don't make sounds...oh, it was only your phone ringing

an annoyed grunt escaped your mouth before you checked the caller id. a tired but genuine smile speak across your face when you saw who it was. you accepted the call and put it on speaker

"how's my girl doing?"

you could almost hear the smile in jay's voice, which, in turn, made your own smile widen. "i'm feeling pretty wiped honestly"

jay knew that, he'd noticed the way your smile didn't reach your eyes these days, how your shoulders seemed deflated, the way you looked as if you could pass out at any given moment. of course, he'd be there to catch you if you did

"have you had anything to eat yet?"

"no...sorry"

jay had expected as much

"want me to come over? i can make you something to eat, and then we could cuddle or watch a movie or something"

"yes please, i could really use your cuddles. only if it's not too much of a bother, of course"

"nothing's ever a bother when it comes to you. i'll be there in 10. wait for me, yeah?"

you hummed in response and hung up with an "i love you" which he mirrored back. his soft voice when he spoke to you always warmed your heart. you dozed off thinking about how you truly had the best boyfriend ever

the clatter of pots and pans jolted you awake

you screwed your eyes shut as a groan escaped you, the blaring headache coming back. you heard someone cursing, probably the same person responsible for the racket that disrupted your sleep

sitting up, you began to rub your eyes when you heard a sequence of frantic footsteps, getting progressively closer, and then a pair of arms wrapping around you

you looked up to see jay with an apologetic expression on his face

"i'm soo sorry 'bout that sweetheart, I was trying to be quiet but..."

you mumbled an "it's okay" while hugging him back. after staying in that position for some time, jay broke the silence

"how about you wash up yeah? i'll be in the kitchen"

you noded, shooting him a smile—which he returned—before getting up and making your way to your bathroom

when you came back out, feeling considerably more rested and energized, you found your bed was made, and your previously-cluttered desk was much tidier. a smile made it's way on your face, knowing it could be none other than jay's work

jay noticed you as you approached the kitchen counter, his face lighting up

"you're right on time for dinner!"

"dinner? don't you mean lunch?"

he tilted his head a little to the side in confusion

"it's 7:00 p.m. sweetie"

"already??? have i been out for that long? why didn't you wake me up??"

jay chuckled, "you looked so cute sleeping, i didn't wanna wake you. plus, you seemed like you needed it"

you smiled softly at the compliment, saying nothing in reply. he was right, you had needed it

by then jay announced dinner was ready so you helped him set the table and sat down for dinner. the noodles he'd made were simply delectable. it reminded you of the way you used to make them with your sister. you mentioned it to him among other compliments

"well, where do you think I got the recipe?" he winked. your mouth fell open. no way.

"i literally love you so much"

"love you too" he replied with his adorable smile

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[snoopyana]

one night.

the sequel.

“can i be with you just one night? i can wear you out inside.”

in which you meet eunseok at a basketball game, after your boyfriend, wonbin, left you alone during a heated argument— and eunseok swoops in to temporarily take his spot.

song eunseok. smut. darkish? eunseok drops his whole “i care for you” facade and blames you for the whole situation in the end.

everyone knew what was going on behind the bleachers. it wasn’t necessarily a private place to argue. definitely not to argue about you eyeing his teammates a bit too long for wonbins liking. you had no ill intention behind your gaze, but he thought otherwise. his voice gradually rising in volume when you denied having any interest in any of the other guys. it was almost as if he wanted to say you had a thing for his members.

“oh my god, what’s your problem??” you cut the man off mid-sentence. the bickering had gone on for so long that his members would peek their heads in to make sure anything was alright. “my problem? my problem is how you were basically glazing them with your eyes.” that was far from the truth, and he knew it. wonbin only said that once he finally saw the other men listening in.

“are you SERIOUS right now? you ASKED me to come and watch you guys practice and that’s what i’m doing. do you expect me to only look you? god forbid i’m not an airhead all the time and actually act interested in what’s happening around me??” wonbin stared at you dumbfounded. his eyes blown, fist clenched. “i’m done.” walking past his teammates, he snatched up his duffel bag before storming out the gym.

rubbing your temple, you finally let go of your emotions. eyes stinging as the argument looped in your mind. “oh my fucking god.” slipped past your lips as you made your way from underneath the bleachers. quickly being were surrounded by the rest of his team and bombarded with “are you okay?” which only tipped you over the edge. going from a small stream running down your cheeks to full crocodile tears.

their words quickly turning into hesitant hugs as you broke down in the middle of the court. eunseok lead you over back to the bleachers, this time to sit down and most importantly — calm down. the others stood in a semicircle around you two. you face falling into the palms of your hands as you continued your small emotional crisis. silence followed as eunseok rubbed your back, the others standing there simply for emotional relief. looking at their phones, sungchan was the first to speak up.

“hey, we gotta get going. but if you ever need anything, i’m pretty sure we’d all be willing to help. right? just call or text.” his sentence was followed by a bunch of “mhms” and head nods. stepping over to your side, sungchan ruffled your hair before walking to pick up his stuff. signaling for the rest to follow. “you coming eunseok?” anton turned back to you two, realizing eunseok was still seated. “no, she still needs a way to get home, wonbin had driven them here and clearly he left already.”

nodding his head, anton waved goodbye to his friend, giving you another glance before letting the door close behind him. the buzz from the overhead lights and your sniffles echoed through the open area. he continued to draw circles on your back until light cries and sniffles turned into light breathing. searching his pockets, eunseok pulled out his phone. ‘8:46PM’ stared back at him. it had been close to an hour since wonbin stormed out, and 20 minutes since the boys left.

as he looked at his screen, he could feel your body shift. finally lifting your head up from your hands — glancing over, eunseok put his phone down to move small pieces of hair that stuck to your face. wiping your cheeks with the back of his hand as well. “you alright now? i can take you home or we can just sit a little longer.” moving his hand from your back to your shoulder. “i don’t wanna,” you spoke in between sniff ,” see him right now.” it had completely slipped his mind, you two lived together. “oh yeah, sorry. i can just drive you around if you want.”

giving him a quick nod, eunseok helped you to your feet — slipping his hand around your waist as he led you out the building and into the parking lot. opening the passenger door for you, he made sure you were situated before going to his respective seat. starting the vehicle, the first part of the drive was filled with silence and eunseok making random turns as you stared out the window.

“so,” he finally decided to break the silence after nearly 10 minutes, “what happened back there?” coming to a stop, the red from the light illuminated your face. “he was being fucking stupid. saying i was ‘checking you guys out’ when i was just watching.” huffing, you let your head fall back onto the seat. “like does he not trust me around other dudes or something? but if i started to act like that when he’s around women i’d be in the wrong!” crossing your arms under your chest as you thought about the whole situation. tears threatening to roll down your face for the second time tonight. “hey its okay, calm down.” reaching over, he rubbed your leg — thinking nothing of it for the time being.

“god. i swear he just wants me to cheat or something.” looking ahead, you took notice to eunseoks’ now still hand. eyes darting over to him, his eyes were glued to the road. “what’s stopping you?” the question caught you by surprise. “because i..”

you wanna say love him. don’t you?

eunseok pulled into a vacant lot. “because you what? you love him?” he was now facing you, waiting for a response. eunseoks hand lingering on your thigh. you sat in silence.

spit it out. you don’t. at least not right now.

“no. i.. i don’t.” humming in response, eunseok leaned over the center console. lips ghosting yours. he stayed like that in silence, his eyes glued to your lips. you were quick to close the distance. lips colliding with his.

when was the last time you felt this way? this desperate. how would wonbin feel if he saw you right now?

eunseoks hands found their way your neck, pushing you closer into him. his lips curling into a smile when you whined. pulling away, a quiet snicker slipped from his lips as you caught your breath. eyes blown and lips already puffy. “get in the back.” opening the car door, eunseok walked to the back while you quickly crawled through the center. once he was seated, he tapped his lap — which you eagerly sat down in. thighs on the sides of his while his arms stretched over your waist.

it’s not too late to stop you know.

pushing the thoughts to the back of your mind, his lips found their way back to yours. feeling a little more relaxed, arms wrapping around his neck. a few minutes passed before the sound of your phone buzzing snapped you out of your trance. reaching for your purse, eunseok started to grind his hips into yours.

it’s him, isn’t it?

guilt started to kick in, this is cheating. “he’s asking where i am..” looking at eunseok, your eyes quickly started to gloss over. “tell him you went to a friends house. he doesn’t need to know you’re with me.” there was hesitation in your eyes, but you did as he said. throwing your phone to the side, his lips found yours again. a slight tremble in your touch while your hands snaked through his hair, and he noticed. his hand slipped under your shirt, massaging the skin — while his other cupped your cheeks.

it felt so intimate. would wonbin do this? did wonbin do this?

that feeling would quickly fade as eunseoks’ once gentle hands roughly pulled at your jeans. helping him, you tugged at the material, pushing it down until they laid on the car seat. pushing you to sit on his knees, the man pulled his sweats down just enough for his dick to spring up. “come on, we gotta make it quick.”

he seemed so much pushier now, what happened?

shuffling up to his lap once more, eunseok spits in his palm. giving his cock a few pumps before tapping onto your thighs — causing your body to automatically hover over his. lining himself up, the male pushed you down onto his hard-on. the stretch being even more intense from the lack of prep.

seems like he doesn’t care anymore.

he was now buried deep inside your cunt, giving you the bare minimum of time to adjust before snapping his hips into yours. eunseoks head resting in the nook of your neck — biting at the skin. “hey, no.. no marks.” but did he listen? of course not. biting harder as his pace increased. he didn’t even bother to talk to you. wasn’t this supposed to be distressing you? why aren’t you enjoying it as much now?

he was quick to finish, pulling out and jerking his way to his own climax. but you hadn’t reached yours. opening your mouth to speak, your words were cut off before they could even come out. “he’s outside, hurry up and get out so you can go home.” pushing your body onto the seat next to him, eunseok was quick to stuff himself back into his pants. opening the car door, wonbin stood just outside. eunseok slipped out, standing next to the other male. a small smile plastered on his lips — your lip gloss coating his face.

“this is your fault by the way. should have gone home.”

note- hii. i wanted to try and venture out of my comfort zone a little with my writing style AND themes. nothing too intense for now. i kinda liked writing this though. i will say it’s not one of my best works but hey, we live and we learn. if you guys enjoyed, please do tell me. i’d love to hear some feedback. also, can we tell i’m a little head-over-heels for car sex? like woah.

note 2- ALSO, took me less than 10 days to write another fic? are we proud of me guys? i feel like thats an accomplishment, im getting more confident in my craft.

[thescarletnargacuga]

If i may make a suggestion, human AU sickfic, maybe?

A/N: poor hoomans

THE FLU

A HUMAN AU SHOWTIME ONESHOT

WARNING: none

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Pomni coughed into her millionth tissue. She'd been diagnosed with influenza, and nearly bedridden all week. Her throat burned with fury of a California wildfire while she could barely breathe through her runny nose. She ran a fever off and on, causing body wide aches and fatigue. She barely ate anything out of lack of appetite, not helping her energy levels.

Thankfully, she had a TV in her room and her phone so she had all the entertainment in the world at her fingertips. She binged show after show while she struggled to sleep.

Caine insisted she have the master bedroom to herself while sick. He wasn't worried about exposure, but her coughing was keeping him up at night with worry so he slept on the couch in the living room so he could get sleep and go to work. He texted her often about how she was doing, did she need anything while he was out, telling her when he would be home, etc.

Bubble could sense that his human was not okay and would spend the entire day chilling with her in bed. It's the calmest he's ever been. When he wasn't chewing on his toy, he was cuddling with Pomni and getting so many pets. It was the best.

Pomni laid against her high wedge pillow, watching her shows when Caine came in. He was still in his work suit, carrying some tea and a large shopping bag. "Hello, my dear. Did you get much rest today?"

"Meh...kind of." Pomni grumbled, her voice was rough from all the coughing. "Bubble and I have been binging Bridgerton. Have you seen it? It's pretty good."

"Heard of it, but haven't seen it myself." Caine set the hot cup of tea on the nightstand next to Pomni, shuffling a few pill bottles and cough drops out of the way. "Made you some chamomile tea. I added that vitamin C powder we got from the pharmacy, help your immune system a bit."

"Thank you." Pomni smiled through the fatigue. "What's in the bag?"

"I bought you a few things." He pulled out a big box of tissues. "You've been going through these by the box, so I got the biggest one they sold."

Pomni almost laughed. "Only one?"

"Nope. There are sixteen more in the hallway closet."

"I stand corrected."

"I also got," Caine pulled out another big box. "This jumbo pack of snack cakes. Apple cinnamon, your favorite."

"Aw, Caine, thank-"

"BUT WAIT! There's more! I got this really nice smelling massage oil. I can rub out those sore spots for you, if you'll let me." He winked.

Pomni laughed, coughing a little. "Only if you promise to just give me a back rub. I don't have the energy for hanky panky."

"Promise, love. Oh!" He set the bottle of oil in Pomni's lap with the snack box. "I also found this mini gator plush! Look at 'im!" He put a hand sized sitting gator plush in Pomni's lap.

She cooed over the little gator. "Oh my god, he's so cute!"

"Smell him! He's scented! Pineapple and Lime, I believe." Caine double checked the tag.

"Caine... I don't have a sense of smell right now."

"Oh yeah, well you can smell them later, because I have something else for you!"

"How many things do you have in that magician's bag of yours??" She was smiling more than she had all week. He was being silly for her sake and she loved him for it.

"Just one more thing." Caine searched the bag but I was empty. "Huh...that's strange. Where did I put it?" He felt his various suit pockets.

"What did you lose?"

"Oh wait, silly me. It wouldn't fit in the bag."

Pomni's eyes widened. "Caine...what did you buy?"

"It doesn't have a price tag." He gave Pomni a cheeky smile and kissed her forehead. "It's all my love for you."

"You're such a dork. I love you." She hugged him.

"I love you more. More and more each day." He kissed the top of her head. "I'm gonna need you to get better soon. I miss kissing those lips of yours."

"I'm working on it. Flu season is rough this year. Wanna watch Bridgerton with me?"

"Absolutely." Caine started changing into more casual clothes.

Pomni caught Bubble trying to sneak a bite at her new Gummy Gator plush. She snatched it away. "No! Destroy your own toys. This one's mine."

Bubble whined and begged for the plush, despite the fact that his own toy was literally right next to him. Pomni distracted him with belly rubs and he forgot all about the new plush.

After Caine was changed and grabbed his own drink, he joined Pomni on the bed and settled to watch TV. He held her close with an arm over her shoulders. She leaned on him but had to blow her nose often to not drip nose goo on him.

Despite Pomni being sick, being with her and relaxing after a long day was the best thing in the world to Caine.