#no but she's fucking got my head SOOOOOO !!!!

[useragarfield]

HALLE BAILEY BECAUSE I LOVE YOU — Official Music Video

[widevibratobitch]

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[potatoesandsunshine]

solas disguising himself as evelyn so her dream will let him in to hopefully resolve the whole 'possessed' situation: i just have to get in there and wake up my surprisingly thoughtful possible friend. she always listens to me, surely she'll listen to herself

the scene:

[ellecdc]

Elle I saw the new requests and immediately got soooooo excited I check tumblr like 5 times a day just to read what you write lol. Anyways can I request from ☃️ baby it’s cold outside

“Just for once why don’t you wear some thing of mine” with Barty x potter reader where Barty always love to see her in his clothes so she gives him a shirt of hers but because he’s so tall it’s more like a crop top but he actually likes it lol?

hahaha soooo cute! thanks for the prompt <3

the winter games

Barty Crouch Jr x fem!reader who convinced him to wear her clothes for once [470 words]

CW: talk about patriarchy, misogyny, gender norms, Shania Twain

“It’s cold out, Treasure.” Barty said absently; not breaking his gaze from the mirror as he fixed his hair, though he no doubt saw you appear in the reflection. “Why don’t you put on my flannel?”

You let out a petulant moan. “It won’t go with my outfit, Barty.”

He offered you a sympathetic pout in turn. “But you always look so cute wearing my clothes.”

“That’s really what this was about, wasn’t it?” You teased. “I bet it’s not even that cold outside.”

“It’s a little cold.”

“The party is inside, Barty.” You chided. 

“What if someone forgets we’re together? Hm? Then they see this beautiful little minx and make a move on you. Actually, Treasure, that would be a great injustice to all the unsuspecting blokes; you ought to warn them you have a boyfriend who’s sort of crazy.” 

He seemed pleased by the cackle that elicited from you. “What about me!?”

“How do you mean?” He asked simply.

“Well? You never wear my clothes! Just for once, why don’t you wear something of mine?”

Barty was quiet for a moment as he considered you. “You know what? You’re entirely right. Wow, how’s that for the fucking patriarchy, huh? Well, no time like the present, I suppose.” 

Barty continued mumbling to himself about internalised misogyny and disassembling the patriarchy and gender norms as he sifted through the wardrobe. 

You perched on the edge of the bed as he searched, smiling at the excited “aha!” before Barty emerged victorious. 

Standing in the middle of your bedroom was your boyfriend - who has a longer torso than you do, mind you - donned in one of your favourite cropped pullover jumpers with Shania Twain’s famous line “let’s go girls” embroidered in cursive. 

“Treasure.” Barty breathed out as he looked at himself in the mirror. “Oh my god.”

“What?” You laughed as you came to stand behind him; both your profiles in the mirror as he regarded himself.

“Is this what people mean when they say someone has a slutty man waist?”

You were so caught off guard by the laugh that bubbled out of you that you nearly choked on it. 

“Yes, Barty; I think this is what constitutes a slutty man waist.”

“And you’ve been hiding your cropped tops from me all this time.” He shook his head in disbelief. “For shame, Treasure.”

“Barty!”

“We’re almost late, babes!” He interrupted, turning you away from the mirror and shuffling you out of the room and towards the door. “Best get on the road, show everyone what they’ve been missing!”

His waist, you’re sure, is what everyone’s been missing.

“It’s cold out, Bee.” You offered solemnly. “Why don’t you put on a flannel?” 

You giggled the whole way to the party at the way he scowled and accused you of ruining his aesthetic.

[urperfectcinnamonroll07]

Period Tracker Part 2

Requested?: no pairing(s): kim mingyu x afab!reader genre: smut, lil bit o' fluff warning(s): smut, unprotected sex (wrap it please), breeding, slight nipple play, thigh riding, squirting, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, bondage, degredation (praise after), heavy dom mingyu, mention of pussy spanking, spanking, missionary, doggy, mating press, sweet sweet aftercare summary: 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘺𝘶 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺... 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴 word count: 3.2k a/n: SHES BAAAAACK!!! okay, i would seriously like to adress my inactiveness. i am so so so so soooooo sorry i have not posted in literally ages, but i have been so busy and shit has just hit the fan a few times. i generally had to sit myself down and force myself to write and finish this. but i promise i will try my hardest to post more often. remember to request what you want me to write next. remember to eat and drink something, love yas, mwah! part one is HERE

“oh i know baby” he smirked softly as your gaze dropped to the outline of his cock in his grey sweats. “eyes up here sweet girl”

your eyes flickered up to his face again to see the oh-so sweet smirk on his face that you (loved) hated. you honestly didn’t know what to do at this point. you were ovulation so you obviously had to be very careful in what you did because you and your boyfriend weren’t ready for kids yet, but then you had your sex-god of a husband stood right in front of you.

you had no choice but to go for your first choice which was to pounce on him (not literally).

you waited a couple of seconds, gazing into his eyes. your eyes would occasionally flicker down to how tight his compress shirt was and how well it was showing off his abs, and the outline of his cock. it was already semi-hard.

you slowly walked towards him, at this point he had put his phone down and turned his full attention to you. you slowly hooked your right hand around the back of his neck, looking up at him with your big round doe eyes, as if you were pleading him to do something, anything.

he just gazed down at you aswell, a small smile playing on his lips. he wasn’t going to do anything and you knew it, so you thought you might as well just take matters into your own hands. quite literally.

you pulled him down by the back of his neck into a searing hot kiss, his tongue entering your mouth and immediately winning dominance over yours. he flipped you both around so you were pinned against the counter he was once leaning against. his veiny hands tangled in your hair, tugging slightly. you moaned into his mouth in response.

he swallowed up your moans and whimpers as he forced a knee in-between your thighs, prying them apart so it could come into contact with your aching clit. he moved his knee against your clit a few times, eliciting small whimpers from you that went straight into his mouth. when he stopped moving his knee against your cunt, you whined and tried to grind your hips down onto the knee that was inches away from your sopping heat. he pulls away from the kiss, a string of saliva the only thing keeping the two of you attached.

“ah, ah, ah” he tuts disapprovingly, “naughty girls don’t get what they want, do they?” he says in an almost moving tone. you shake your head but he grabs your jaw and forces it up to look at him, his face was so close to yours. “say it. i want to hear you fucking say it you slut. be a good girl for me and maybe i will reward you”

“no, they don’t” you whimper pathetically.

“such a good girl” he coos.

mingyu re-attaches his lips to yours in an even more passionate kiss than before. this time, however, he wrapped your legs around his torso and lifted you up as though you weighed absolutely nothing.

your lips never broke the seal until you got upstairs to your bedroom. gyu threw you down onto the bed, immediately going down with you to trap you down. he kissed a trail down your neck, leaving small bites as he went down. not long later, he stood back up, you looked up at him in curiosity.

he hastily removed his sweatpants, his cock sprung out, hard and dripping with pre-cum.

“come sit with me” he says simply as he sits at the foot of the bed, directly in front of the mirror you had facing your bed for… personal purposes. he patted his thigh as he did so and beckoned you over with his index and middle finger.

you did as he said, sitting on his lap, facing the mirror. he moved back slightly on the bed so you had room to sit.

“straddle my thigh” he orders simply “and take your panties off”

even though you kind of wanted to test him a little bit, you could see the lustful gaze in his eyes. with that look, you knew you shouldn’t try anything because it would just get you into trouble. so instead, you stood up and slipped your panties off which now had a small damp mark in the middle of them from where your arousal had been dripping from you.

“i want you to look in the mirror at me when your ride my thigh. make sure you can see how much mess my little slut is making” he close to cooed.

you whimpered when you sat back down on his thigh, your dripping core pressed against his muscly thigh. you hesitated slightly, so mingyu gripped your hips with his large hands and rocked them backwards and forwards, creating the most delicious friction. you moaned out as your clit rubbed against the muscle.

eventually you didn’t even have the guidance of mingyu’s hands as you just let go and shamelessly grinded down on his thigh, your head lolled back and resting on his shoulder. you began to move your hips slightly faster, soaking his thigh in all of your juices, dripping down the side of it and down to the bed sheets.

strings of moans and whimpers left your mouth as you continued, your thighs starting to cramp slightly, but you kept going as you were beginning to near your climax. your moans started to get higher in pitch as you began to edge closer and closer until you felt liquid gush down your thighs from your pussy and down mingyu’s thigh to your sheets. you would have to wash them tomorrow anyways.

mingyu groans as he sees your liquids drip down his thigh. your ears rang as you slowly came down from your high, mingyu helping you by guiding your hips to rub against his thigh.

“god, she’s so pretty” he mumbles into your ear, you look into the mirror and you see him staring at your now puffy clit, you were still soaking wet. “wanna have a taste” he states simply.

he taps your thigh, practically ordering you to get off of his thigh. you do as he says, getting off his thigh and spreading your legs for him while sitting on the bed. he kneels in-between your thighs, looking up at you with lust-filled eyes.

without warning, he dove straight into your pussy, sucking and licking your clit. the overstimulation made you throw your head back and moan out loudly. your neighbours are sick of the both of you at this point. but when you do this, mingyu removes his head from in-between your thighs and looks up at you.

“shhh, baby, you don’t want our neighbours hearing and filing another noise complaint, would we?” he says, you shake your head in response, which he obviously wasn’t happy about as he slapped your thigh.

“no, we wouldn’t” you say, mingyu smiles.

he quickly goes back to your pussy, licking and sucking your sensitive nub. you only let out small whimpers which mingyu must have been okay with that because he didn’t stop. but, when you started to get close, you tugged on mingyu’s hair as a warning.

you tried your hardest to bite back as many moans as you possibly could, some of them slipping past your lips, but they were only small ones and mingyu didn’t really care at this point as he was too interested in the taste of you to care how much noise you were making. your restraint was starting to slip as you got hurtled towards the edge.

one more harsh suck of your pussy and you were squirting all over his face, your vision going black as you screwed your eyes closed and threw your head back. only a small whimper left your mouth as you clamped down around nothing, the aftershocks of your orgasm rippling through you.

but mingyu didn’t stop, riding you through your orgasm and never taking his mouth away from your still dripping pussy. this time, he slipped two fingers inside of you, his middle and ring finger. your pussy clenched around his fingers, making him smirk against your cunt. his tongue flattened against your clit, giving it small kitten licks.

you whimpered softly as he did so, the mixture of his fingers curling inside of you and his tongue lapping at your sweet, sensitive little bud sending shockwaves of pleasure through you. his free hand travels up your body and up to your tits, massaging one of them and pinching your nipple. this just added to more of your pleasure. it didn’t take long this time before you were reaching your high again, crashing over the edge with your head thrown back and mouth hanging open with a silent cry.

you panted softly as you came down from your high. opening your eyes, you saw mingyu who was now stood up, wiping your juices from his mouth with the back of his hand. you looked up at him with glossy eyes, your clit now puffy and overstimulated.

“lie down, hands against the headboard” mingyu says softly, but firmly.

you instantly do as he says, shifting yourself so you were lying back on the bed, your arms at each end of the headboard. you knew what was coming to you as he had done it multiple times before. you felt the rope before you saw it, it was thin but it worked. mingyu didn’t tie it so hard that you couldn’t move at all, but it was tight enough that you couldn’t move a lot.

you watched as mingyu moved to the other side of the bed and tied your other wrist before pumping his cock a few times before opening your legs. you instantly wrapped your leg around his torso in order to give him more access. mingyu’s cock didn’t have to be too wet because your pussy was still soaking from the three prior orgasms. you gasped as you felt his dick slide into you with such ease.

you felt so full when he did so, having to claw at his shoulders to tell him to wait as he began to move, he stopped and looked down at you.

“fuck, baby, going without my cock for only a week has made you this tight? may have to start fucking you every week just so you don’t forget how it feels to have my huge cock inside of your tiny little pussy hm? you think you would like that huh?” mingyu coos down at you, you slightly nod which earns you a small slap. but this time it wasn’t to your thigh like it was before, it was straight to your clit.

the small burn sent tingles through your body, you squealed. your body instinctively moved away from him, but one hand on your hip kept you exactly where he wanted you to be.

“use your fucking words you dumb little slut” he said lowly, sending shivers down your spine, you instinctively clenched around him, making him groan in response.

“y-yes, i would like that” you whispered, this only fuelled him on as he delivered another harsh smack to your poor aching clit. you squealed again but this time didn’t move away.

“what was that? i couldn’t hear you” he cooed, you whimpered in response.

“i would like that” you say again, slightly louder.

you whined when you felt mingu’s cock slowly leave your sopping heat, only to slam back into you a few seconds later.

“yeah? are you a needy little whore for me? always horny and wanting me to fill up your needy little cunt huh?” he cooed again, slamming his cock into you with such brutality that your bed was thudding against the wall repeatedly. yeah, another noise complaint would definitely be filed.

not that the two of you cared, you were both too lost in the pleasure for you to notice that drool was starting to leak from the corner of your mouth and drip down the side of your cheek to your hair. mingyu looked like a god above you, his head thrown back, his abs on perfect display while his cock bullied its way time and time again into your hole.

you didn’t even realise you were moaning along with his groans, the squelching of your pussy taking his cock oh-so-well and the sound of skin slapping against skin. it was almost like you were both programmed to do this, your bodies moving together so perfectly as if you had done this so many times before (you had) but no matter how many times you had, it always felt like your first time.

it wasn’t until you felt a finger dip into your folds and rub soft circles on your clit that you realised you were close. painfully close. you managed to reach up and tug mingyu’s head down so you could press your foreheads together, looking into each others eyes as you hurtled towards your orgasm. It crashed over you like a ton of bricks.

you didn’t mean to, but when you got thrown over the edge, you screwed your eyed shut and let out a small mewl. When you opened your eyes again, mingyu was removing the rope from your wrists, you didn’t have time to question this though as you were flipped onto your stomach and pulled up so you were on your hands and knees.

it was barely any time again before you felt his tip poking at your entrance, and before you knew it, he was inside of you again. he filled you up in the best way possible, his tip prodding at your sweet spot.

he started sliding his cock out of you, only the tip remained in you before slamming back into you with such force that you jolted forwards. mingyu slaps your ass sharply.

“i thought i told you not to make a sound? did i not?” he asks, dipping forwards so he was whispering into your ear, he only got more agitated when you didn’t answer, so he slapped your ass harshly again. “answer me, slut” he adds, slapping your ass again for good measure.

“i’m sorry” you manage to choke out, mingyu smiles and kisses the base of your neck and sitting himself back up.

he started to pull out again before pushing himself back into you. his pace started off brutally slow before it started to quicken and get harder. his cock bullied into you over and over again. a white ring formed at the base of his cock, occasionally he would slap your ass and whisper the most obscene and filthy things into your ear.

“god, i’m gonna breed this filthy little cunt” he groaned out, holding your hips so tightly you were sure there would be bruises the next morning. “gonna put a baby in you, yeah?” he whispers into your ear. you couldn’t do anything but mumble incoherently about how good he felt and how you wanted a baby in you so goddamn bad.

you clenched around him as you heard him groan again, he was close, and you were too.

it wasn’t long before mingyu’s fingers were back at their place on your clit, flicking pressing and circling it in order to get you to where he wanted you to be fast. you felt him slap your clit and that was when you lost it. your jaw fell open, your pussy clenched and you came. long and hard. you felt like you couldn’t stop, your juices squirting out of you. you would have to wash the sheets the next day anyways. but eventually you came down from your high, panting like a dog in heat.

it wasn’t until mingyu stopped pumping himself inside of you, that you realised that he had come too. not long after you, his seed filling your sweet little hole, filling it up in order to get you pregnant.

you stopped for a few seconds, panting as you came down from your everlasting high. both of you didn’t speak, you didn’t need to. but just when you thought he was finished, he pulled you up again.

this time, you were flipped over so you were sat with your legs open, bent at the knee. he hooks his legs underneath yours so you were partly in his lap. then he was inside of you again, not wasting any time before he started pounding into your pussy, the new position allowing his cock to reach places inside of you that they had never been.

but oh, it felt so good. you whimpered at the overstimulation of his cock hitting in the same sweet spot every single time his cock bullied its way into your sweet, dripping hole.

“oh you feel so good, my little cockslut yeah?” he groans, you whimper out a small ‘yeah’ in response.

you babbled about how fucked out and good you felt, drool beginning to drip down the side of your mouth and down to your ear as you propped yourself up with your arms, tilting your head backwards.

“want a baby so bad huh? wanted this for so long didn’t you?” he asked as you whimpered once more.

“y-yes, wanted it so bad” you practically whined out. at this point you didn’t care how stupid you sounded, you were too fucked out to care.

“oh, my little slut is so fucked out she can’t even use a full sentence” he coos.

you could only whine as his thrusts started to get faster and harder, his balls slapping your ass with each pump. your eyes were starting to brim with tears because of how good it felt. some of them spilled down your temples and into your hairline.

you could practically feel him getting close to his high, and again, you were too. it was almost in record time how both of you reached your highs. he came with a loud groan, whereas you came with a small cry. you felt him spill his seed inside of you again as you spurted your juices all over his abdomen.

this time, mingyu was done as he pulled out of you and pulled you close, your face in his neck while he stroked your hair and shushed you softly.

you suddenly felt like you were being picked up. mingyu was now holding you bridal style in his arms, taking you towards the bathroom. you only hugged him closer, wrapping your arms around his neck and burying your face into his shoulder. he let you sit on his lap as he turned on the bath.

he put one of your favourite bath-bombs into the warm water and added some bubbles before turning off the hot water and gently put you down in the bath.

he instantly climbed in behind you and bathed you. he gently massaged your scalp and washed your body. then he let you stay alone in the bathroom for a few minutes so you could wash your hands. you both ended the night with a nice cup of hot chocolate and a nice movie before you fell asleep on top of him.

it was safe to say his method worked in getting you pregnant because a week later, you found out you were officially eating for two.

[thatgenericwriter]

I'm Eepy || Gregory House

Paring: Dr. Gregory House x fem! reader

Summary: House and the reader have a 4 year old child that definitely takes after her father

Warnings: Children, House, Swearing

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You took your eyes away from your kid for 10 seconds. 10 fucking seconds! And when you turned around she was no longer playing with her monster trucks by the nurse's station. You immediately start to panic, frantically searching the entire floor you're on.

Normally you wouldn't be this panic, she runs off all the time, except the last time she wandered off in the hospital she got into the drawers of a patient's room and almost took an entire bottle of pills thinking they were candy.

You collect House's fellows and make them split into teams, sending them to scour the different floors in search of your daughter. By this point, you're on the verge of a panic attack. Your daughter is missing in a giant hospital with so many ways of hurting herself, or getting kidnapped, or just leaving on her own, or---

Your hysterical train of thought is interrupted when you hear your name called out from behind you. Whipping around you find that the source of voice is none other than House. You practically sprint towards him throwing yourself into his arms.

"She's missing and I can't find her and I have everyone looking for her and she's gone and I'm an awful mother and I should have never let her out of my site and how could I---."

"Calm down!" House pushes you back slightly and leans down to be face-to-face with you. "I know where she is."

You look into his eyes before punching him in the shoulder. "Why the FUCK did you not tell me that in the first place!"

"Well I was going to but then someone got all weepy and pathetic so I didn't get the chance."

You roll your eyes at him and scoff, but then you lean back in for another hug. You feel him run his hand along your back soothingly before pulling away and turning towards the elevator.

"Come on I have Thirteen and Kutner watching her right now, but I'm not sure how long they can last around her before their feeling are hurt so bad they cast her out of my office."

You grab his hand and walk to the elevator while picturing your daughter making fun of Thirteen and Kutner. She definitely took after her father in the 'making others feel like trash for fun' category. Something you were trying to teach out of her, but someone keeps teaching her more and more curse words.

As the elevator doors open you let go of House's hand and run to his office. You throw the door open and look around for your daughter. All of the fellows have gathered at the table and give you sushing gestures before pointing behind you.

You turn around to find your daughter lounged in House's yellow chair, her eyes fighting to stay open. You quietly walk through the connecting door and crouch by your daughter's head.

"Hey pretty girl," you stroke her hair lovingly, "you know you can't run off like that. Mommy was so scared. You don't want to scare me do you?"

She groggily shakes her head no before letting out a yawn. "I'm sorry Mommy, but I'm soooooo eepy."

You shake your head with a small smile before kissing your daughter's head lightly and watch as her eyes finally close. Standing up you turn and look through the glass to see House standing there looking at you and your daughter with the most content look you've ever seen on his face.

Turning off the lights and closing the blinds you give one last look at your daughter before walking through the conjoing door and into House's awaiting arms.

"Get a room you two!" Everyone whips their head around to Chase with a furious look on their face.

"Shhhhhhhhh!"

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Author's note: i did not prof read this so if it sucks don't tell me... also I'm going to write more I swear! plz be patient with me as I get through requests!!

[rafesfavgirl]

little old me — r. cameron

soooooo my deepest, darkest, most impulsive thoughts may have won over with this one. hopefully you like it or at the very least, understand why i wrote it :)

❝ who’s afraid of little old me? you should be. ❞

pairing: bf!rafe x dark!reader

context: rafe comes to realize you’re more like him than he thought.

words: 3k+

warnings: definitely +18. mdni. murder, dark!rafe, psycho!rafe, psycho!reader, jealousy, possessive behavior, p in v sex, unprotected sex, sub!rafe (kind of, but not really), choking, praise kink, cutting, stabbing, blood, violence, blood play (idek if it counts tbh), dark fluff (is that even a thing?), SMUT with fucked up plot… rafe and reader being crazy, basically

you stood by the bar beside your best friend, engaged in conversation about some guy who'd pissed her off today by standing her up on a date, your eyes focused on the scene behind her head, where your boyfriend sat on the couch in the living room, a girl with short brown hair beside him, trying to cling onto his arm.

you feel your grip around your glass tighten, as the girl's hand gets closer and closer to wrapping around rafe's bicep.

"do you know who that girl is?" you cut your best friend off in the middle of her sentence and she snaps her head to what or who you're looking at.

"oh, that's sofia," she tells you, taking a sip of her drink. "she works as a bartender at the club. always flirting with top, kelce, and rafe. why? you jealous?"

heat rises in your chest at the mention of the girl constantly flirting with rafe, but you play it off. "please," a scoff leaves your mouth. "you know he knows better."

you take sip of your drink, and pull out your phone to text rafe.

you: if that sofia girl touches you one more time, i stg i'm dragging her ass across the floor

rafe: chill baby

rafe: you won't

you click your tongue and type away, your best friend watching your every move.

"you good?" she asks.

"mhm," you hum, sending the message.

you: you think i'm kidding?

you: try me, bitch.

you look up to find rafe snickering at your text, which only pisses you off more as he texts you back.

rafe: shut the fuck up, and get over here.

you: fuck no. tell her my drink's empty.

rafe watches as you down the rest of your drink and set the glass down on the bar, before waltzing away and heading outside, throwing him a glare as you do. he rolls his eyes at your antics, but gets up to follow you anyway.

“where the fuck are you going?” he calls after you, trailing closely behind as you cross the front lawn. “you came here with me.”

“i’ll call an uber,” you reply, continuing to walk towards the road. “go back inside and let sofia touch you some more.”

“oh my god,” he groans and catches up to you, grabbing onto your wrist to make you stop and look at him. “will you quit being a brat?”

you tilt your head up at him, fire in your eyes as they lock with his. “and what are you gonna do if i don’t?”

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a moan slips out of your mouth as your back hits rafe's bedroom door, making it slam shut—thank god, his family had gone to the bahamas—as he kissed you like a man starved.

"still got more to say about sofia?" he says against you, lips trailing down to your neck, and hands trailing up your thighs to hook them around his waist. "jump."

you do as you're told, your legs locking around him and your fingers tangling into his hair, as your lips connected again and rafe's hands trailed up your back—one pressing you against him and one sliding up your hair.

he turns and lets you fall onto the bed with him above you, your legs still locked around him, as he began untying the knot in your shirt. he pushes it off of you, revealing your lacy white bra.

"fuckkk y/n," he groans, hand reaching up to grab at one of your tits.

"you like it baby?" you ask, as he trails wet kisses down your neck and collar bone. "it's new."

"i love it," he says, fingers unclasping it from the front, and lips moving to wrap around your now exposed nipple.

his other hand massages your other boob, finger flicking at your sensitive nub.

you pull him up to attach his lips back to yours. "i want you, rafe. now."

he chuckles against your lips, the vibration turning you on more, the spot between your legs getting wetter. you flip the both of you over so you're straddling him. 

"i like this side of you, doll," he looks up at you with a smirk as you rid yourself of your bra, and he reaches up to grab both your tits. "should make you jealous more often."

"shut up," you say, leaning back down to kiss him, hands entwining into his hair as your hips press down into his.

a groan falls from his mouth as his hands roam over your body, your hard nipples pressing against him.

"need you, pretty girl," he said, hips lifting into yours.

"more than sofia?" you ask, pulling your lips away from his.

"more than anyone," he replies, hands snaking around the front of your waist to unbutton your shorts.

you move to the side so he can tug them off your legs, along with your lacy white thong, while you reach to pull his shirt off his head and he takes off his shorts.

you swing your leg back over him once you're both naked, hovering and grinding your hips above him, slickness coating his dick just enough to tease him.

"doll, come on," he whines, attempting to press you down onto his length.

you place both your hands on his chest and lean down towards his ear. "this'll teach you not to make me jealous."

"y/n…" his voice is much serious now, and you smirk.

"what?" you look at him with innocent eyes, hand trailing down to grab his dick and align it with your center.

you slowly sink down onto him, your body relaxing as he groans.

"so so good," you mewl, hips rocking against his.

he watches you closely, hands moving to grip your hips. he lifts you up slightly and slams you back down, eliciting a moan from your mouth.

"move, pretty girl," he demands, eyes locked on yours as you sit up. "let me see you ride me."

you give in to his words and begin bouncing your ass on him, hands trailing down to his abs to steady yourself. up. down. up. down. up. down.

"just like that, doll," rafe says, hand trailing up your body to wrap around your neck. "you look so pretty riding my cock."

that only makes you pick up the pace, hands moving to rest on his thighs behind you, as your pussy clenches around his length, your orgasm quickly building up in your core. rafe's hands move to grab your tits as you continue, his eyes watching himself slip in and out of you.

"you gonna cum for me, baby?" he asked when you threw your head back in pleasure.

"cum with me, rafe," you moan, your high inching closer and closer.

his fingers pinch at your nipples and that sends you over the edge, your hips slowing down as your high washes over you. rafe follows soon after, thrusts getting sloppier as he comes down.

 you slowly move off to lay beside him, and he reaches out to open the drawer of his nightstand and pull out a small towel. he uses it to clean the spot between your legs before cleaning off himself.

you position yourself under his comforter as he tosses the towel on the ground and joins you.

"remember how good my pussy feels around you next time you let sofia touch you," you say, snuggling into him.

a small chuckles falls from his lips as he wraps an arm around you and places a soft kiss on your forehead. "good night, crazy girl."

—

your eyes shoot open at the sound of rafe’s phone incessantly buzzing on the nightstand, as the sunshine peeked through his bedroom curtains.

making sure not to wake him, you reach over to grab his phone, rage boiling through your veins when you read the notifications on the screen.

3 missed calls from sofia.

sofia: hey, i saw y/n throw a fit and storm off last night. that must be a lot to deal with everyday lol. lmk if you need to blow off some steam ;) xx

“oh, this bitch needs to be put down,” you mutter to yourself, immediately unlocking rafe’s phone—he gave you his passcode months ago without you even asking—and typing away to reply to sofia's message.

rafe: hey sof :) yeah, she's a lot. how 'bout you meet me at tannyhill around 2 today?

you hit send, and the three bubbles appear almost immediately.

god, this bitch was desperate.

sofia: perf, i'll see you then!!

rafe: just knock when you get here, i'll be home alone

sofia: you got it, see u later xx

you roll your eyes and proceed to delete the conversation, before moving to rafe's phone app to remove her 3 missed calls from his log. 

three. who calls a guy with a girlfriend three times? crazy bitch.

just as you're about to place his phone back on the nightstand, rafe groans and shifts, arm slinging over your waist, as a call from ward vibrates his phone.

"baby," you nudge rafe, but he just groans again, arm around your waist tightening. "rafe," you shake him this time and his eyes flutter open.

"morning, pretty girl," he smiles, hand scratching your lower back. "you ok?"

"mhm," you nod, pretending you had just woken up. "woke up from your dad calling, though."

you hold the phone out to him, which was now vibrating for the second time with ward's name.

"sorry 'bout that, doll," he takes the phone from you and sits up, answering the call and pressing the phone up against his ear.

"i'm gonna go pee," you mouth to him, and he nods, as you get out from under the covers and slip on rafe's shirt before walking towards his bathroom.

you close the door behind you and take a quick piss before washing your hands and deciding to brush your teeth.

hopefully rafe wasn't gonna be around the house at 2 today, you thought. you knew he went out golfing with the boys and hit the gym afterwards every saturday afternoon, usually returning around 5 or 6, so it shouldn't be a problem. unless ward had him do something today that required him to stick around the house—now that would really put a damper on your plans.

the door opens and rafe joins you, only wearing a pair of boxers. "mmm," he walks up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist, chin resting against your shoulder. "i'll never get sick of seeing you in my shirt."

his eyes meets yours through the mirror, and you lean down to spit and rinse your mouth.

"what's my baby doing today?" he asked, as you wiped your mouth dry.

"probably just hang around here," you shrug, hands trailing along his arms, as you leaned your head against his. "maybe lay out by the pool for a bit and make some lunch."

"for me too?"

you look down at him, and his eyes meet yours. "you're not going golfing with kelce and top?"

"oh, i am," he nods. "and i gotta take care of some stuff for dad too, so i'll probably be home a little later." perfect. "how 'bout we do dinner? you can dress up all cute and sexy, and i'll take you out on the town?"

"sounds perfect, baby," you smile, connecting your lips with his.

this was gonna be the best day ever.

—

after rafe left around eleven, you occupied yourself by taking a quick swim in the pool, before settling on a floatie and closing your eyes, as the sun beat down on your skin.

ring! ring! ring!

your alarm clock goes off at 1:50 pm, and you open your eyes to take your phone from the cup holder and silence it, happily slipping off the floatie when you realize it's almost time.

you grab your towel from one of the pool chairs and dry off before wrapping it around you, slipping on your crochet shorts, and waltzing inside with more of a pep in your step than usual.

you whistle as you walk through the house and stop in the living room to hang your towel off the back of the armchair and sit down, just in time for a knock to come at the door.

it's followed by another, before the front door creaks open and closes, as the sound of someone's footsteps get closer and closer.

"rafe?" the sound of sofia's voice fills your ears and you smile when she reaches the living room.

"hey, sof," you say, causing her to completely stop in her tracks, a few feet away.

"oh, y/n," she was clearly caught off guard. "i didn't know you'd be here."

"of course you didn't," you shrug, sitting up. "because you came here to see my rafe, isn't that right, sof?"

"uhh…"

"no need to lie, sweetheart," you drawl. "i've been expecting you." you pull out the pocket knife that you had stashed in the armchair earlier  to prepare and spin it around in your fingers.

the color instantly drains from sofia's face, as you flip the knife open, the blade catching the sun's light.

"here's the thing, sof," you stand up and slowly approach her, the growing crazy look in your eyes making her uneasy. "i'm a very possessive person, and i don't like sharing what's mine." you shake your head, eyes focused on hers.

"and rafe… tall and handsome as he is… is mine," you glide the edge of your knife across her collarbone as you round her, making sure not to cut her just yet. "and personally, i didn't take it very well when you called and texted him this morning."

"i- i don't know what you're talking about," her voice shakes, clearly afraid of what you might do if she admits to it. 

"hey, i saw y/n throw a fit and storm off last night. that must be a lot to deal with everyday. let me know if you want to blow off some steam," you recite the text message she sent rafe from memory, making her breath hitch.

"that— that wasn't an accident," sofia shakes her head. "i didn't mean-"

"oh, baby," you whisper against her ear, making her head turn towards you. "don't you know i hate liars?"

"please," sofia begs, eyes closing shut as tears stream down her face. "y/n… you don't have to do this."

"and you didn't have to text my man," you tut, trailing the knife down her back. "but you did, so i'll make it quick."

"no!" she shouts, pushing you away from her, and beelining for the door.

"you really shouldn't have done that," you chuckle, a smirk coming across your lips, as you follow to tackle her before she reaches the door.

you turn her around, so you're straddling her, both your knees pinning her arms down. "i tried to be nice…" you say, gripping a handful of her brown hair as you lean down to cut across her collar bone.

she screams in agony. "stop, stop, stop!"

"consider this a lesson, sof…" you trail off, knife moving down to dig into the side of her stomach. "rafe," stab. "is," stab. "mine." 

you pull the knife out from her side, blood splattering on your stomach, as you drag it up her body, towards her chest.

"and," stab. "you," stab. "don't," stab. "take," stab. "what's," stab. "mine."

the color drowns from her face as her eyes turn lifeless, and she stops squirming underneath you.

at this point, your chest, face, legs, and arms are covered with blood splatters, your hand holding the knife bloodier than any other part of you.

you stand up and hover over her, a smirk coming across your lips at the sight of her dead body.

"look, dad, i took care of it, a'ight?" the familiar sound of your boyfriend's voice booms through the house, as you hear the backyard door slide close.

shit. shit. shit.

he wasn't suppose to be home until later. what the fuck was he doing here?

panic begins to build up inside you, as rafe's footsteps approach you, and you round sofia's body to pick up one of her hands to begin dragging her towards the front door. maybe it was a good thing she tried to run.

"yeah, i got it," you hear rafe's voice again. "i think y/n's taking a nap right now, so i'll take the druthers out and-" he suddenly stops in the entryway connecting the living room to the kitchen, eyes on you. "i'll call you back later."

he ends the call with ward, phone coming down to his side.

"i told you i'd drag her across the floor?" you joke, shrugging a shoulder.

"holy shit, y/n!" rafe rushes over and crouches down to feel sofia's pulse.

nothing.

he looks up at you. "did you do this?!"

"no…" you give him your innocent eyes, and drop her hand, pocket knife hiding behind your back.

"what the fuck, babe?"

"hey, don't act like this is all on me!" you argue, pointing down at sofia's body and pacing around the room. "she was the one who was texting and calling you nonstop this morning! she should've known better! no one takes what's mine. especially not you!"

"you— you did this… because of me?" rafe slowly stands, eyes refocusing on your crazed out state.

"of course i did," your shoulders falling limp. "i— i love you, rafe!" you shake your head. "i— i can't lose you. not-"

before you could get another word out, he was pushing you up against the wall, lips hungrily kissing yours.

the knife clatters onto the ground, as your bloodied hands tangle into his hair, and he hooks a hand around your thigh to bring it up beside his waist.

"you— you're not mad?" you ask between kisses.

"are you kidding?" he mutters against you. "fuck no. just a little more work for me."

"wait, wait, wait—" you place a hand on his chest, and push him away just enough to look at him. "what does that mean?"

"there may or may not be a dead body in the cargo bed of my truck…"

"you killed someone?"

"it was necessary?" he shrugs, a cute little smile on his lips.

a laugh falls from your mouth before you can stop it.

"what?" rafe asks, chuckling at the sound of your adorable laugh.

you shake your head, hand trailing down his hair. "we're so fucked up."

"and that's just how i like it."

i hope y'all don't think i'm absolutely insane now lolz. i swearrrrr i just wanted to try something new.

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[bunniehrtz]

sexting w mean!abby 🙏

cw: guided masturbation (text & over the phone) (r!receiving), abby is soooooo fuckboy, shit eating smirk, tiny daddy kink

you sigh, fiddling with your fingers in your lap as you turn to look at your alarm clock. 2:34am. your eyes flutter closed, trying to sleep away the ache between your legs. abby swarmed your mind, she’s all you could think about. you didn’t want to think about her, she was so mean to you. so mean that it left goosebumps over your body and a flutter in your cunt.

you give up trying to sleep, giving in to the temptations by reaching over for your phone, immediately opening up your messages.

abby❤️: i know you’re awake.

oh. your thumbs hesitate over your keyboard, quickly typing out a reply.

you: and?

she immediately starts typing.

abby❤️: don’t be rude. why are you awake?

you roll your eyes, turning to lay on your back as you reply.

you: just not tired. why are you awake?

abby❤️: just not tired. thinking about my girl.

your stomach drops, frowning up at your phone screen.

abby❤️: stop pouting. i’m talking about you.

you: i’m not your girl abby

abby❤️: oh you’re not? that’s not what you were saying earlier.

you feel your cheeks heat up, inhaling sharply as you sit up a little.

abby❤️: screaming my name with my cock in ur stomach. dirty girl

you: so mean

abby❤️: you love it when i’m mean.

you giggle, knowing she’s right.

you: wish u were here abby

abby❤️: i know baby. show me that pretty face

you quickly take a picture to send to abby, teasingly lifting up your sleep shirt, revealing your black panties underneath. you hit send, quickly throwing your phone to the other end of your bed.

abby❤️: god you’re a slut. take those panties off. bet they’re fucking soaked

you pick it back up and do as she says, like you’d ever think of disobeying her.

you: yes abby.

abby❤️: who?

breathing shakily, your legs open up, the cool air hitting your wet cunt.

you: yes daddy.

abby❤️: atta girl.

abby❤️ sent an image.

your eyes widen as you gasp, borderline drooling at the dark, grainy picture of abby’s toned, built abs.

abby❤️: you wanna touch yourself?

you whine under your breath, your hand hovering just on top of your cunt.

you: please daddy

abby❤️: be good. start rubbing that clit baby

you follow her orders, lightly gasping as you begin to rub slow circles on top of your clit, feeling your back arch at your own touch. your mind is full of abby, wishing these were her fingers instead of yours.

you: ffeels sowgood abby

abby❤️: oh i know baby. bet you wish i was there huh?

nodding feverishly, you struggle to type with just one hand.

you: uhhuh

abby❤️: good girl. stop touching baby

you reluctantly pull your hand away from your pussy, your heart beating fast at the notification you receive.

abby❤️ is calling…

you pick up, putting your phone to your ear.

“hi, baby. start touching my pussy again,” she says softly, smiling to herself at the mews coming from your end of the phone.

“oh, fuck. please, daddy. need more,” you beg in a whisper, pouting at the slight snicker you hear.

“wanna fuck yourself, baby?” you nod more and more, teasing your wet hole with your index and middle finger. “go on, baby,” you plunge your fingers into your soaked pussy, slowly moving them.

“god, you’re wet, baby. can hear you from here. who got you that wet, baby? who else have you been fucking? huh?” you whine in reply, shaking your head.

“you! only you, abby. only you,” you whine and whimper, taking no notice of the sound of abby’s bed creaking and the shuffling from her side.

“keep saying my name, baby,” you can hear her shit eating smirk through the phone, chanting her name and her title back to her, feeling the knot in your stomach tighten. your breathing gets heavy and your whines get longer.

“abby- fuck! abby, gonna cum! ‘m gonna cum,”

“stop. get those fingers out of my fuckin’ pussy and wait. i’ll be over in ten.” the phone call ends.

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[love-toxin]

I'm so sorry, I'm still stuck on Jason 😩 Have you seen the 2009 reboot yet? Because, hubba hubba. This is a Jason who RUNS, LIKE A DEAD FUCKING SPRINT, AND IT'S SO MUCH MORE TERRIFYING. He's also got a bit more of a wilderness survivalist flavor to him, like this man uses a crossbow, and he lives in a network of underground tunnels in and around the camp. He literally kidnaps one of the college girls from the group he kills in the cold open and keeps her in his tunnel lair because she looks like his mom ❤️ like, the mommy kink fics write themselves!!! This man comes with yandere tropes included, right out of the box

I wish he was in my box I mean what who said that

unnghhhhhh i want him!!!! NYEOW!!!!! I'll slay u if u apologize for bringing him up again hannah that mf is in my brain and he is squirming <33 ur so real for this

see I'm thinking--to get around the whole 'no sex no drugs no NOTHIN' rules--Jason prays or makes an offering or w/e to mama's shrunken head after he kidnaps you. cause he loves you you're so pretty but he has all these feelings what does he do? 🥺 how does he not break the rules? 🥺 but he picks up that it's okay if you're in love & there's nobody you're looking after & he can take care of you so it's okay. you're adults now. he just has to make sure you're really the one and he knows you are. there's nobody else. there will never be anyone else.

so yay! mama approves! 🥰 now he can fold you on those dirty sheets and sling your legs over his shoulders while he reams you to hell and back. watches you cream around him like he's railing a pretty little pie. make the mattress squeak and croak under your combined weight that he's pounding deeper into it. making you sweat all over him and his clothes and prying open your thighs to spread them wider--you're just so warm, he needs to get in deeper--manhandling you like a doll and that's what he thinks of you as. your pet name. dolly. he engraves it on the little wooden sculptures he carves for you. it's so fitting for you because you're so pristine and cute and pretty and small. you barely measure up to his height and you look like you're about to break under his weight. he could be crushing your spine and you'd probably gurgle and scream the same amount you do when he's pumping your guts; but girls like that, that's what he's overheard from the counselors he's killed, so he does just that.

and yes on the yandere soooooo hard. when you first get dragged into the underground tunnels you're certain you'll never come out, and you're only a little bit wrong. at some point he'll bring you up for sunshine and to do some activities with you, but before you 'settle in' you're staying right next to him down there. he just makes sure the chains don't inhibit him from fucking you. one time a stray somehow stumbles across one of the entrances and walks in on Jason on top of you, and you hear his screams for days from the other room because Jason gets so pissed about him seeing you without clothes on. he's somehow even more brutal than he was because he's just so protective. he's had enough of counselors escaping and victims getting the jump on him--you can't get caught in the crossfire, so he just has to make sure he gets the jump on everyone else first. stronger weapons, sharper blades.

[rebelfell]

spoilers for Special Delivery Cinematic Universe (SDCU 🍕) sort of but I gotta ask. did Eddie wait until we fell asleep to relieve himself of his massive boner? did he try to sleep it off? did he have a wet dream about us?? MORNING WOOD??? 🤨🎤 spill, Sarah‼️

Babe, have I told you lately I’m obsessed with you? Pls have something soooooo stupid from my brain for your troubles 😉

It didn't take long at all for your breathing to turn deep and even. No more than a minute after you came had you fallen fully and completely asleep. And Eddie might’ve drifted off right behind you, were it not for one very pressing matter.

Quickly and silently as he could, he slipped out from underneath your comforter and skulked off to the bathroom in shame. The front of his boxers were a mess—darkened with splotches of precum already beginning to dry and fucking freezing when they stuck obstinately to his skin.

He'd come way too close to blowing completely, rutting against your mattress over and over while he explored your folds and lost himself wholly in chasing your release. And he’d genuinely almost exploded when you reached down to touch him.

But he didn't want it to happen like that.

He'd been waiting for this so long, he didn't want to ruin it and your sheets in one fell swoop.

He was paying the price now, though. His cock was angry and aching, twitching like it knew you were still in the next room. Screeching like a little kid in the backseat of a minivan who spied the Golden Arches through the windows.

For like a millisecond, he considered taking care of it right there. There was a whole stack of fluffy hand towels on the sink just beckoning. He could probably sneak it out with him, burn it like it was a piece of damning evidence in a murder trial, use the pizza oven as an incinerator—

Eddie’s head fell forward, unable to even look at himself in the mirror at that thought.

What if you woke up? What if you heard him?

What if you appeared in the doorway with a coy smile and a flirty wink when you caught him in flagrante and asked if he needed a hand?

No, no, no, NO—thinking like that was not going to help this problem go away anytime soon.

But the pizza oven did give him an idea…

"Yyyyyyellow?"

Argyle answered his phone chipper as ever even at nearly two o’clock in the morning. And Eddie whispered his own greeting, glancing over his shoulder, keeping an ear out for you.

“Oh, heeeeeeey buddy,” Argyle replied, sounding entirely too pleased with himself. Outright smug. “Whatcha doin’ on this bueno notte?”

Reluctantly, Eddie admitted he was calling from your bathroom. And then had to pull the phone away from his ear as Argyle's loud whoop threatened to crack his eardrums.

“I fucking knew it, man! You're welcome by the way. So what happened? Did you stuff her crust? She tie your garlic knot?”

“Arg, please—”

“What?! I'm sorry, I masterminded this whole freakin' thing and don't even get the dirty deets? That's bogus, man. Last time I help you get laid.”

"Arg, seriously. I've got a problem here. I, uh...I got myself kinda worked up while we were…doing stuff. And now I’ve gotta sleep next to her—”

“Ahhh, gotcha. Say no more, compadre. As usual, I’ll take care of this,” he said.

"Wait, what? What are you gonna do?" Eddie hissed into the receiver, but the line had already gone dead. And not two seconds later, his phone buzzed in his hand as a message came through.

Eddie tapped the notification to open it and just about groaned out loud, barely catching himself in time to stop the sound as his screen filled with a grainy picture of Argyle’s fully bare ass.

dude, what the fuck???

desperate times, my man. u lowered your flag pole or do I need to break out the big guns? (the big guns are my nards)

Eddie rolled his eyes and started hastily typing back, only to stop when he realized the pressure in his lower half had been substantially relieved. He deleted the angry message he’d started to write and replaced it with another one.

keep the big guns holstered.

thanks

[indulgentdaydream]

Hello luv, first of all... I LOVE NURSE!READER!!! OH god the last lines were soooooo heartwarming for my social worker heart!! LOVE LOVE IT 🩷🩷

So, may I request a Jason x reader again but with a little something... Jealous Jason because reader and Roy know each other longer than Jay and reader and then he gets all jelly and and—! Oh god I love a jealous petty man.

Missy when she fucks up the queue and queues this post for NEXT YEAR by accident 🫣🙃 NEXT YEAR?? LIKE THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE POSTED LAST FRIDAY AND I DIDN'T EVEN NOTICE THAT IT DIDN'T GO UP

anyways AHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH your words are already heartwarming ♥️

I loveeee jealous jason imma cook this up so quick just you wait and see (i wrote this when i first made the draft and i found it funny to leave it. It’s literally been a month I’m so sorry)

I also made this into headcanons because I had a VISION and did not think to give it any justice. (koi youre seriously my number 1 supporter i hope you enjoy this garbage I just threw up, really)

Pining!Jealous!Jason Todd x Reader

Warnings: slight jealousy (not too overly consuming), alcohol consumption

Roy had invited Jason to hang out at the bar

Bros being bros

except...

Roy brought you along (because he KNOWS Jason has got a fat crush on you whether or not he’s told him)

(He tried to convince roy it’s not a crush, but always fails because his whole demeanour changes when you walk in the room)

examples:

he's always going to be standing beside you, consciously or not

jason isn't always a tense guy. But he for sure isn't as long as you're talking to him/looking at him/etc. (but if you put your hand on his arm/touch him in any way, it's game over)

your name is brought up, he's listening SO INTENTLY

like a dog when it hears its favourite word

Anyways

The three of you are sitting in a booth

It was originally you and roy before jason showed up, the two of you on either side

Jason shows up and just sits right next to you. No hesitation.

You and roy are laughing away, recounting stories and telling jokes.

Jason is just... really quiet

unusually quiet

He doesn’t look at you guys, rather looking out across the bar, trying to hide the fact he’s feeling this way

That he's feeling unreasonably jealous of his best friend

who literally brought you FOR JASON

He knows it’s stupid. He trusts both of you. You two are the two people he trusts the MOST

He hates that he’s like this, but he can't help it

Roy's better than him. You've known him for longer. He's making you laugh harder than Jason ever has. He's better looking, too. Older. More experienced.

His thoughts are clogging up his head. He's really not listening anymore, just holding his beer, eyes scanning the bar floor, watching the other patrons.

Then Roy is standing in front of him, saying something about using the bathroom.

He is giving a VERY pointed look at Jason.

a "make conversation with your crush or I'm shoving an arrow down your throat" kind of look

Jason felt a little stab of genuine anxiety shoot through him.

He's talked to you alone before. Many times. You two were friends, of course. He doesn't know why this is how he's feeling right now.

Then your hand is resting on his forearm.

Poor boy is still so caught up in his head he just looks down at your hand for definitely a second too long before finally meeting your gaze

Your gaze with those stupidly pretty eyes.

Then comes that horrendously pretty voice, "You alright?"

He nods. Shrugs. Like a stupid teenager who doesn't know how to handle his emotions.

He has to admit he's still a little tense about your attention being focused more on Roy. But not to you. He'd never admit it to you. You'd probably find it unattractive and then he'd really never have a chance.

“Yeah, no, im enjoying the talking. Always forget how well you and roy know each other”

“Oh yeah he just knows how to get me going. You know how he is”

Jason doesn’t know how he does it.

Like some leap of faith.

Some, jealousy super-powered leap.

He tries to be non-chalant about it.

“It’d be nice to do this again sometime. Maybe without Roy around.”

BOY'S HEART IS POUNDING

Sipping on his beer, looking down at it instead to avoid eye contact with you so he doesn't lose his cool.

Or someone show on his face that he is actually shitting bricks

You don't respond for a second and the alarm bells start going off in his head

WHY DID I SAY THAT WHY DID I SAY THAT WHY DID I SAY-

"It would be nice," you say, "Could we make it a date instead?"

He's smiling, turning to nod at you, "Course we can."

But his internal dialogue is just straight screaming at himself

"IDIOT YOU SHOULD'VE MADE IT OBVIOUS YOU WANTED IT TO BE A DATE IN THE FIRST PLACE"

The things jealousy will make you do

Roy comes back and sits down

Jason's into the conversation now

It doesn't really matter that Roy is still making you laugh

because he's not the one holding your hand under the table

AH I HOPE YOU LIKE -missy

I also love a jealous petty man (as long as it doesn't become toxic and he doesn't use it as an excuse to be an asshole)

[kai-uh-arcadian]

Inter(n)twining

synopsis: you’re an intern at JYP Corp, you get suddenly moved to a different floor and meet the woman of your dreams

cw: basically pure fluff, jealous Tzuyu, minor cursing, alcohol, grimey He*chul, please let me know anything else, also Tzuyu is like rich but it doesn't relate to the plot

word count: 4k

notes! hi! I hope you enjoy this!! It was sooo fun to write. I thought about this on my way to my own internship hahaha. Has anyone watched Queen of Tears? I referenced that one (<-watch it if you haven't!) scene in this that I thought was soooooo cute ahh~ anyways! Let me know how you feel about this or if you’d just like to chat. Love youuuu (:

You’d been interning at JYP Corp for about a month and a half now, and so far, things were pretty good. The people you met were okay, and while the work was definitely stressful, the fast-paced environment made the days fly by.

All in all, it wasn’t bad.

Well, almost.

Your floor boss, Heechul, was the one exception. He was in his early 40s, arrogant, and rude—those were the kindest words you could think of to describe him. You despised him secretly, but you were careful never to show it.

It was 9:20 a.m., and you had been at your desk since 7:30, typing up a last-minute report Heechul had dumped on you the moment you stepped through the office door. A report he honestly should have done yesterday.

“Get this done by 10, ’kay?” The way his smug grin appeared as your face faltered for a split second was permanently burned into your memory.

You mimicked his tone quietly to yourself while you made a face, “Get this done by 10, ’kay?” The bitter satisfaction of hitting ‘send’ on the email 40 minutes ahead of schedule almost made up for the annoyance.

“Hey, uh…”

Your heart dropped when you saw Heechul’s head suddenly poke over your cubicle wall.

Did he have super-hearing or something?!

You froze, horrified at the thought that he might’ve overheard your mocking.

“I’m so—” you began, your words stumbling out, but he cut you off without even glancing in your direction.

“Intern #5…” he drawled lazily, “someone on the 3rd floor got pulled into another project. They need someone to fill in for a 12 week case.” He flashed an indifferent smile as you exhaled the breath you hadn’t realized you were holding.

“Oh, okay. When do I start?” Not even questioning what you’d be doing for the next TWELVE weeks

“Hmm.. like now. Just grab whatever you need and head down there. Thanks!” And with that, he turned on his heel and walked away, leaving you blinking in disbelief.

What the hell. No details, no briefing? Just like that?

Grumbling under your breath, you grabbed your briefcase and stuffed your sparse desk items in it before making your way out the door and into the elevator. It wasn’t until you were inside that it hit you.

He didn’t even know your name. After over a month of interning, you were still just ‘Intern #5.’

“Ahh~ Seriously, fuck that guy…” you muttered to yourself as the elevator dinged, straightening your posture instinctively.

The third floor felt like a completely different world. The cubicles were laid out in a way that was the total opposite of what you were used to, leaving you standing there awkwardly, much like a worried puppy with the way your eyebrows furrowed.

After a few moments a soft voice broke through your thoughts. You turned your head to see a woman peeking out from her cubicle, you only needed to see half her face to realize she was stunning.

“Are you okay?”

“Oh! Uh, yeah… I was sent here to help out on the 12 week case,” you replied, rubbing the back of your neck. “But the layout is completely different from the 4th floor, so I’m a bit lost.”

She smiled warmly and stood up from her desk. “Oh! It must be the case I’m working on, my boss mentioned something earlier about another intern joining me so I think she is expecting you!  Her office is down that hall, last door on the left.” Using her long arms to point you in said direction. 

“Thanks a lot!” You started to walk away but paused, realizing you hadn’t asked for her name.

“Tzuyu,” she said with a smile, extending her hand.

“Y/n… Or, as my boss calls me, Intern #5.” You sighed with a small laugh, shaking her hand.

Tzuyu giggled softly. “I’m also an intern and I’ve heard stories about how he treats us. I think I can safely say Jihyo-nim is much nicer” assuaging your worries

As you exchanged smiles with Tzuyu, her warmth immediately calmed your nerves. You couldn't help but feel a sense of relief knowing you'd be working with someone friendly for once.

"Thanks for the heads-up. I'll try not to embarrass myself in front of her," you said with a small grin.

Tzuyu chuckled softly. "You'll be fine. She's really understanding—definitely not the type to make you feel like Intern #5," she reassured you, her voice playful.

With one last nod, you turned and made your way to Jihyo’s office, the nerves slowly creeping back in. You took a deep breath, knocked twice, and heard a clear voice from inside.

I really can’t deal with another Heechul situation

"Come in."

Opening the door, you found Jihyo seated at her desk, her space neat and organized but stacked with files. She looked up from her work and smiled brightly. "Y/n, thanks for stepping in on such short notice."

"No problem at all," you said, relieved she actually used your name.

Jihyo stood up and grabbed a folder from her desk. Jihyo motioned for you to sit. "The project we’re working on is a client case that’s been a bit tricky, but with the extra hands, we should be able to get things done faster.” She handed you the file to briefly read it over, “I’m assigning you to work on it with another intern, and I’ll walk you over to your station. You’ll be seated next to your partner."

You nodded, feeling your nerves settle. "Sounds great!"

Jihyo led you out of her office, down the hall, and toward a cluster of cubicles. As you approached, your heart skipped a beat when you realized she was guiding you right to the cubicle next to Tzuyu’s.

“Tzuyu, this is Y/n," Jihyo said with a smile as she motioned toward you. "You’ll both be working together on this case."

Tzuyu smiled warmly as she stood up. "Oh, we've already met!"

Jihyo blinked in surprise for a moment before chuckling softly. "Well, that’s perfect. That makes things easier." She gestured toward the empty cubicle next to Tzuyu’s. "Y/n, this is where you'll be sitting. Tzuyu’s already familiar with the case, so she’ll help you get caught up, and you two can take it from there. Let me know if you need anything, alright?" She made a slight notice how the tips of your ears were beginning to turn red before turning away.

"Thank you," you said, bowing before stepping into your new space and setting down your things.

As Jihyo left, you turned toward Tzuyu, a grin tugging at your lips. "Looks like we’re officially teammates."

Tzuyu nodded, her expression playful. "I guess that means I’ll be seeing a lot more of you."

"It seems so," you said, trying to keep your voice steady, though the idea of working closely with her made your heart flutter just a bit.

Tzuyu sat back down and gestured toward a stack of neatly organized documents. "Okay, let’s get started. I’ll walk you through what we were working on so far, and we can go from there."

You nodded, scooting your chair closer to her, your shoulder just barely brushing against hers as you both leaned in toward the table. The soft sound of paper flipping echoed against the steady lull of the room as Tzuyu began to explain the case, her voice was so calming. Her perfume—a subtle, sweet scent—seemed to linger in the air between you, and though you were trying to focus on her words, it was hard not to get a little distracted.

As she spoke, you couldn’t help but admire how composed and thoughtful she was, her long fingers moving gracefully over the pages. You found yourself glancing at her more often than the documents in front of you, drawn in by her presence. There was something undeniably captivating about the way she carried herself—poised, elegant, but still approachable.

“Do you understand it a bit more now? If not I can go over it again,” Tzuyu’s voice broke through your thoughts, and when you looked up, her eyes were already on you, curious. There was no judgment, just a soft smile that tugged at the corner of her lips.

You cleared your throat, trying to play it off with a grin. “Oh~! No, that’s okay,” you assuaged. “I’m just trying to process all of it”

She gave a small, knowing smile and turned her attention back to the documents. “Well, you're doing great, I know I just said a lot of words” she giggled, her tone soft but warm.

Over the last eight weeks, you and Tzuyu had gotten to know each other better. Your work together became a steady rhythm—casual conversations, shared laughs, and, to your delight, a shared love for music. It made the long car rides during company trips feel less like work and more like a comfortable escape.

One afternoon, while heading back to the office after a client visit, you caught Tzuyu quietly nodding along to a song from your playlist.

"You like Twice?" you asked, glancing over with mild surprise.

Tzuyu smiled, still looking out the window. "Yeah, I didn’t expect anyone here to listen to them."

"Same here," you chuckled. "You ever seen them live?"

Tzuyu turned her head, her smile growing. "Once, back in college. It was unforgettable."

"I’ve been meaning to for years but never got around to it," you replied. "Maybe next time they’re touring here."

"Maybe we can go together," she said, her voice was so forward yet soft, and the thought of seeing a concert with her lingered in the back of your mind long after the conversation ended.

That evening, after another long day, you found yourself staying late to finish some reports. Tzuyu had already called it a night, stopping by her neighboring cubicle as she prepared to leave.

"Hey, don’t stay too late," she said, offering a tired but warm smile.

"I won’t be long," you replied, stretching your shoulders. "I’ll see you tomorrow!"

"Good night, Y/n" she said, and with a soft wave, she headed out.

It was nearly an hour later when you finally finished up, the office almost eerily silent. You grabbed your things and headed out, only to find Tzuyu standing by the entrance under the building’s foyer, her arms crossed as she looked out at the rain pouring down.

You frowned, assuming she was waiting for the storm to calm down. "Seriously?" you muttered to yourself, amused that someone so seemingly put-together would forget an umbrella on a night like this. With a sigh, you walked over to her.

"Tzuyu, did you forget your umbrella?" you assumed lightly, a teasing smile on your face as you stood beside her.

Tzuyu turned toward you, blinking in surprise. "Oh, no, I'm just waiting for—"

"For the rain to stop?" You asked as you frantically put your stuff down on the concrete while taking off your blazer.

"You'll get sick if you try to walk home like this," you interrupted, pulling out your own red umbrella of your bag and pressing it into her hands while also throwing your blazer around her.

Tzuyu opened her mouth to respond, but you didn’t give her a chance.

"Here, take mine."

Tzuyu blinked, a bit taken aback. "But what about you?"

"I’ll be fine," you said with a reassuring smile. "The bus stop is just around the corner, and so I’ll be good. Besides, this umbrella’s way too nice to just be used in a short walk!"

Tzuyu hesitated, looking between you, the umbrella, and the pre-warmed jacket around her. She opened her mouth again, probably to explain, but you waved her off, already heading toward the street. "Seriously, don’t worry about it! It looks better on you anyway!"

Before she could protest, you were jogging away, flashing her a quick cheeky smile over your shoulder. "See you tomorrow, Tzu~!"

She stood there, the unopened red umbrella still in her hand and blazer around her as she watched you dart off toward the bus stop, your silhouette slowly disappearing in the fog of the heavy rain. Tzuyu glanced down at the umbrella, confusion flickering in her eyes.

“I .. have a driver..”

Just as she stood there, still processing what had happened, her driver finally pulled up, headlights cutting through the downpour.

"Miss Chou, I apologize for the delay—the rain's been causing awful traffic," the driver said, stepping out to open the door for her.

Tzuyu looked down at the umbrella again, momentarily lost in thought. "It’s okay, don't worry about it" she murmured, climbing into the car, the umbrella still firmly in her grip.

As the car drove off, Tzuyu’s thoughts drifted back to you—how you’d rushed off into the rain without a jacket nor without a second thought, stupidly smiling despite the storm, leaving her with your umbrella. She looked out the window as the bus drove off in the distance, watching your soaked form disappear from view, wondering about you, and why you so easily gave her the clothes off your back.

The next morning, when you arrived at the office, you saw Tzuyu already at her desk, the red umbrella propped up against your chair.

“Good morning Tzu!” You cheerfully greeted her while making your way to your respective space. 

She glanced up as you approached, her usual calm expression shifting to something more thoughtful.

"You know, you didn’t have to do all that last night," she said softly, as if she’d been thinking about it all morning. (she was)

You shrugged, giving her an easy smile. "I couldn’t let you walk in the rain like that. It’s just an umbrella and I bought that jacket from Amazon, no big deal! I’m glad you got home safe."

Tzuyu held your gaze for a moment, her eyes lingering on yours before she looked down. "Still… I appreciate it. I’ll give it back when it’s dry-cleaned"

Dry-cleaned?

"No it’s okay! Don’t worry about it," you replied, brushing off her concern with a wave of your hand. "It’s really okay!"

But as you settled into your seat, something about the exchange left an unspoken feeling between you both, small but undeniably there. You couldn’t quite shake it—the way her gaze lingered, it seemed like a quiet weight resting beside her.

And maybe, just maybe, that gesture meant more than either of you were ready to admit

Twelve weeks had passed, and you and Tzuyu had finally closed the case(successfully!) you’d been working on it for so long. It felt like a weight had been lifted, and both the third and fourth floors were buzzing with excitement. As the end-of-year office tradition dictated, Jihyo—and unfortunately, Heechul—organized a work dinner and drinks to celebrate the years successes.

Dinner started smoothly. Everyone was relaxed, conversations filled with lighthearted laughter and stories of the past few months. Tzuyu sat beside you, nursing her drink, her small, contented smile only adding to the warmth of the night.

But then, the drinks started flowing.

As the evening wore on, you noticed Heechul’s eyes repeatedly drifting toward Tzuyu. From the moment he saw her, it was clear what his intentions were. His predatory gaze, the same one you’d witnessed with other interns, made your blood simmer. He was so zeroing in.

Tzuyu, who was carefully sipping her beer, had stiffened as Heechul sauntered over with a smug grin, the two small glasses in his hand wobbling slightly from how much he’d already consumed.

“Hey, Tzuyu, right?” Heechul drawled, leaning on the table beside her. “Let’s do a love-shot. It’s for team bondinggg~” He flashed her a grin, his voice dripping with sleaze.

Tzuyu froze, glancing away uncomfortably. “I’m not sure if that’s a good idea, I don’t really drink..” she murmured, clearly looking for a way out.

“Oh, come onnn~!” Heechul leaned in closer, his body practically pinning her against the wall which happened to be your back. “Don’t be shy. It’s just one drink~!”

That was enough.

Without missing a beat, you stood from your seat, a little unsteady from your own drinks but filled with purpose. 

“Boss-nim, how about… you come here!” You feigned excitement while the whole tables’ eyes were on you two

In a few steps you guided him and you closed the distance, slipping Heechul away from Tzuyu smoothly, effortlessly blocking her from his sight with your body while wrapping your forearm around his.

“How about this, Boss-nim?” you said with a playful grin, your voice steady despite the alcohol in your system. “Why don’t we take that love-shot together!?”

You leaned in closer, one arm propped against the wall beside his head, the other smoothly taking one of the glasses from his hand.

Heechul blinked, visibly surprised but clearly intrigued by your boldness. His smirk widened. “Oh? I didn’t think you’d be so forward, Intern #5.”

God did you hate this man.

You internally rolled your eyes as you tilted your head, giving him a fake smile. “Why not? I’m a big team player, right? ” You clinked his glass, maintaining your position between him and Tzuyu.

Heechul's initial shock melted into something more. His grin grew cockier, but now with a hint of appreciation. He raised his glass, eyeing you with newfound interest. “Well, you’ve got guts, I’ll give you that.”

You turned out to the table of people watching, letting the tension simmer. “To teamwork! ” You said, your voice is just loud enough for your table to hear.

Heechul clinked his glass against yours, his gaze still locked onto you. “To teamwork,” he echoed.

You both threw back the shots, and while the burn of the alcohol hit your throat, you couldn’t help but hide a face of disgust at the sight of Heechul staring at you with a mix of admiration and something else entirely.

As you set your glass down, you noticed some of the female coworkers nearby watching you both, whispering among themselves.

“Wow, did you see that?” one of them murmured, clearly impressed. “She totally flipped the situation and helped that one girl”

“Right? That was so smooth. She’s got some serious charm.”

“I think Heechul-nim’s  into her now.”

“Hell— I’m even into her now! What’s her name?”

Their whispers weren’t exactly quiet, and the compliments floated through the air, filling the space around you. You caught snippets of their words, and even in your slightly tipsy state, you could feel the heat rise to your cheeks due to flattery.

But then, you glanced at Tzuyu. Her usually soft expression was tight, her eyes focused on the table, hands gripping her drink a little too tightly. She wasn’t saying anything, but there was something in her silence—something that felt like quiet jealousy.

Before you could process it, Heechul broke the moment by leaning in toward you with a grin. “I’ve got to say, Intern #5, you’re full of surprises.”

You chuckled, but there was no mistaking the sharp edge in your voice. “Gotta keep you on your toes, right boss-nim? Can’t let you make just anyone uncomfortable!” You said while slipping back into your seat

His laughter boomed through the room, seemingly laughing off that sly jab, the other colleagues joined in, you felt Tzuyu’s presence beside you, still silent, still reserved. You turned toward her, catching her gaze for just a brief moment, her eyes meeting yours before she quickly looked away, her expression unreadable.

Leaning down slightly, you whispered to her, “Hey, you okay?”

Tzuyu nodded, though her smile didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Yeah, just... tired. Maybe I’ll head home soon.”

“Oh! Please, I can walk you home,” you suggested, voice slightly slurred from the alcohol but laced with genuine concern.

Tzuyu glanced at you for a brief moment, her face unreadable. “Alright,” she finally said, her voice soft but clipped as she grabbed her things.

You both bowed respectfully to thank everyone for the dinner before slipping out the door, the cool night air a stark contrast to the warmth inside.

The silence stretched between you as you followed behind her. Her long strides made it hard to keep up, and you couldn’t help but feel that she was walking with a certain purpose—like she was intentionally trying to get ahead of you while you were left following her like a loyal dog.

“Tzuyu-ya, what’s wrong?” you called after her, your voice slightly breathless as you struggled to close the distance. She kept walking, her pace unfaltering, and for a moment, you wondered if she was genuinely trying to avoid you.

“Tzuyu-ya,” you called again, a little louder this time as she reached the edge of the bridge near her apartment. In a moment of panic, you gently grabbed her arm to stop her.

She froze.

“I’m so sorry… did I make you uncomfortable? Did you want Hee—” you started to ask, words tumbling out in your haste to apologize. Your heart sank at the mere thought that maybe you had overstepped, that maybe she had wanted to—

“Yes! You made me uncomfortable!” Tzuyu interrupted, spinning around to face you, her cheeks flushed. Her eyes shone with an emotion you couldn’t quite place, but it wasn’t anger.

You blinked, shocked. “I’m sorry... I thought you were trying to get away from—” Trying to explain

“You were being too cute!” Tzuyu blurted out, cutting you off again, her face flushed even darker as she averted her gaze, clearly flustered.

Your eyes widened at her sudden admission. "W-What?"

“You were being charming... in front of other women!” she huffed, crossing her arms over her chest like a pouting child. “Why would you do that? Are you trying to attract them? It was too charming!”

It all hit you at once. Her awkward silence, her reservedness during dinner—it wasn’t because of Heechul, it was because of you. Even through the fog of alcohol, you suddenly understood.

You took a step closer to her, your heart racing. “Tzuyu, I—” you began, but her vulnerability was so palpable in that moment, it stopped you in your tracks.

Without thinking, you reached up, cupping the right side of her face with your hand. Her skin was warm beneath your palm, and her breath hitched as your thumb gently caressed her cheek.

“I’m sorry,” you said softly, your voice low but steady. “I won’t do that again. I promise... my charm will only be saved for you, my Tzuyu.” You gave her a sweet smile

Tzuyu’s eyes flickered with something raw and unguarded as she looked up at you, absentmindedly nuzzling into your hand, her vulnerability so clear in the way she held your gaze. “It better be,” she murmured, though her words carried no real bite.

In that moment, the air between you felt thick with something unspoken, an invisible thread pulling you closer to her. Your heart pounded as you realized what you had/wanted to do.

Or maybe it was the alcohol in your veins? Or maybe the sheer need to kiss her right in that moment.

Tzuyu’s eyes met yours, wide and vulnerable, but she didn’t pull away. She held your gaze, her breath shallow, her lips parted just slightly as if waiting for something—for you to make the first move.

And so, you did.

Without another word, you gently tilted her chin up with your thumb, leaning in slowly, giving her plenty of time to stop you if she wanted to. But she didn’t. Her eyes fluttered shut, and the warmth of her skin beneath your hand only urged you closer.

Your lips met hers in a soft, tentative kiss—almost like a question. She responded with a slight, shy press of her lips against yours, her breath catching as the kiss deepened. You could feel the soft tremble of her shoulders beneath your hands, as if she was just as unsure and just as eager.

For a brief moment, the world outside disappeared—The bridge, the distant city sounds—all of it melted away.

When you finally pulled back, your forehead rested against hers, both of you catching your breath. You felt her fingers brush against your hand, hesitant but full of meaning, as if she was silently asking, What now?

You smiled softly, your thumb tracing her cheek one last time before you whispered, “I meant it. It’s just you, my Tzuyu.”

Her lips curled into a small, bashful smile as she whispered back, “Just me.”

Maybe come Monday you’ll ask Jihyo for a permanent position on the third floor.

[kindtim3]

my gf!abby hc's <3

contains : sfw hc's , long/medium haired reader implied , fem!reader implied , readers skin tone/eye color/sex/body type not included! , modern au bc I'm sick in the head pics r always just 4 inspo!

part 1 ☁︎ / part 2 ☁︎ / part 3 ☁︎ (dark vers)

gf!abby drives a black jeep wrangler !

gf!abby has the comfiest pillows in her car for u <3

gf!abby who bought u a dyson airwrap after u got a professional blowout for a mutual friends engagement party - abby was starstruck.

"how are they supposed to do that at home, too???" she listened so intently to the hairdresser bc she was obsessed w this look on u

gf!abby made a playlist abt u for HERSELF. she listens to it when shes not able to be around u :(

gf!abby lovessss reputation by taylor swift !

gf!abby associates graceland too by pheobe bridgers w u

gf!abby has several different flavors of gum in her car

gf!abby has SERIOUS baby fever.

"baby, PLEASEEEEEE. honey, we could have matching outfits with the baby!!"

gf!abby fucks w a iced chai latte and it HAS to be made by a queer person

gf!abby gets cuteness aggression w u. she'll be hugging u then suddenly she LOVINGLY throws u onto the couch and starts screaming

"YOURE SO ADORABLE I LOVE U SO MUCH I WANT TO EAT U IM IN LOVE!!!!"

gf!abby is typically a good driver but when she brakes hard she puts her arm out against ur chest and a string of "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm so sorry" come out her mouth and she's genuinely soooooo sorry :((

gf!abby loves stephanie soo videos. all her content. shes a stephanie soo stan.

[justanotherfluffreader]

what happens at the sleepover, may not stay at the sleepover

-- in which you let your new friends in on a secret... and xiangli yao hears something he wasn't meant to --

characters -> xiangli yao x gn!reader (ft. chixia, yangyang, baizhi) <-

content -> fluff, lowkey pining <-

warnings -> may be ooc (i only read main questline + moonchasing festival), minor spoilers for moonchasing festival quests, cursing (1 time) <-

wc -> 0.9k <-

a/n -> a random writing i wanted to do to celebrate the moonchasing festival + release of my favorite robot guy :) | reader is a rover insert <-

4:13 AM / Baizhi's apartment / Jinzhou, Huanglong

"Soooooo..." your red-haired friend started, twirling a strand of hair around her finger. You, Yangyang, Chixia, and Baizhi were sprawled out on the floor of Baizhi's bedroom. After hours of laughing, chatting, and typical sleepover activities, the four of you were almost ready to sleep. The sun was going to be up in just over an hour, but a certain Patroller was still full of energy. "Any of you.. ya'know, interested in anyone lately?"

As she said this, you felt a suspiciously sharp gaze coming from across the room. You picked your head up from your pillow, just in time to see Baizhi's eyes shift to stare at the ceiling.

"Hey, what was that about?" you asked, half-joking, but half-serious. "Have something you want to share with the group?"

She shivered. "Please, don't ever say that again. You sounded just like my old professor at the Academy just now."

The four of you laughed, but there was just one thought going through your mind. "Does she know...?"

"Oh, come on! I'm sure at least one of you has your eye on somebody... Yangyang?"

"Um... nobody in particular." Despite having "nobody in mind", her face flushed and a light pink began to appear on her cheeks. Nevertheless, Yangyang had always been somewhat secretive when it came to romance, so you decided to just let her be.

"Baizhi? C'mon, we all saw that look you gave Y/N."

Her long, black hair seemed to ripple as she fervently shook her head. "Don't tell me you're serious. I spend most of my time at the Academy, and falling for a co-worker is just asking for trouble. Besides, there aren't any good options there anyways."

You could feel your eye twitch slightly at her last words. "No good options? Are you sure?"

"Seems like our dear Y/N begs to differ. Go on, surely there must be someone you've got your eye on?" Chixia egged you on.

You sighed. "Fine... if you insist. Have you met Xiangli Yao?"

"WHAT???" the others looked at you in shock, almost screaming.

You looked absolutely mortified. "Keep it down! You're going to wake people up!"

"...He's good, right?"

"You mean the Principal Investigator? How do you know him?" Yangyang wondered aloud.

"Ohh, I get it. Wasn't he that guy you kept talking to at the festival?" Chixia reasoned.

"Yeah... we did meet at the festival. We've been talking for the past few days, and he's been so sweet and caring. He's gentle, and smart, and his voice is so soothing, not to mention his looks..."

You went on and on, and the other three exchanged a knowing glance.

"Oh Y/N... you're so in love with him."

Realizing how much you had been talking, you could feel heat rushing to your cheeks.

"Fuck." You put your head in your hands. "I really do love him."

4:25 AM / Xiangli Yao's apartment / Jinzhou, Huanglong

Finally, it was time for Xiangli Yao to go to sleep. Working on a new research paper, he had been working almost entirely through the night, and by the time he realized the time it was too late to take more than a long nap.

He yawned, shuffling over to the other side of his bedroom to turn off the lights. Sliding into bed, he closed his eyes and prepared to rest. All of a sudden, he heard a shriek from the room below him.

"WHAT???"

...Hm. One of those voices sounded familiar, and that was when it hit him. The room above him belonged to Baizhi, a fellow researcher at the Academy. More importantly to him, though, was that she was one of your close friends since your arrival in Jinzhou. Worried, he sat up, debating whether or not to go check up on her.

"These walls are definitely thin... likely not a sign of danger, Jinzhou is rather safe, perhaps just shock? But at what?"

He would have just gone right back to sleep, had he not heard your voice.

"Keep it down! You're going to wake people up!"

Oh, your voice. He loved the way you spoke, from sweet, rich tone of your voice to the way you pronounced every syllable. Even then, your panicked voice sounded the way honey tastes.

He was intrigued. As much as he scolded himself for being too nosy, he desperately wanted-- no, needed-- to know what sounded like a secret of yours.

Gently pressing his ear to the floor, he tried to listen for a hint as to what you were discussing in the room below.

"...the Principal Investigator?"

That was the moment he realized that you were talking about him. The researcher pushed his head closer into the floor. He reasoned that if you were talking about him, secretly, then perhaps...

Perhaps he really would have a chance.

All throughout the Moon-chasing Festival, you had been by his side, helping him uncover the meaning of people's wishes, including his own. Maybe it was the time you had spent together, or the fact that you now knew so much about him and his life, but he couldn't help but be attracted to you.

He listened closely, pink spreading across his face and heart racing as he heard you ramble about everything about him. By the end of it, Xiangli Yao was lying on the floor with a huge grin on his face.

"Oh, Y/N... if only you knew. I'm in love with you, too."

Part 2? lmk

as always thanks for reading <3

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Hey girl heyyyyyyyy it’s me again! Your writing is so amazing I will never get over it! You always have me kicking my feet and blushing!!!

So I have another Sam x Colby x Reader idea!

So I’ve been seeing a lot of “reader squirts for the first time” fics and they all end with the person saying they are going to make them do it again and that’s where it cuts off (don’t get me wrong I love these fics still!) but I always crave more and wish they would keep going and make the reader keep going soooooo the wheels in my brain got to turning

I was thinking the reader hasn’t been able to get herself to squirt after she did it once while masturbating and has been bummed out cause she’s been trying to do it again and the boys are more than willing to help get her there again and again and maybeeee again 😝 (genuinely just pure “our girl” love, overstimulation, squirting filth)

Again I love you’re writing and I hope you’re having the best day you amazing human being!!!!

Let it go, baby - EXPLICIT

WARNINGS: SMUT 18+, Complete and utter filth!! Squirting (lots of it) overstimulation, oral both male and female, use of sex toys, penetration, rough and hard sex, swallowing, bad language, masturbation, plus a lot of love and fluff and care.

Not edited.

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"Come on..." you panted as you pumped your fingers in and out, as fast as you possibly could as the sound of moans echoed through your phone.

You shut your eyes tight, as you felt your second orgasm just inches away, your stomach twisting and your legs shaking. 'This is it...' you thought as you curled your fingers, your arm becoming extremely tired. Your friend recently told you about how she 'soaked' the place one night with her new boyfriend, and it instantly reminded you of that one time, many years ago where you managed to squirt. For the first and only time. Yes that's right, only time. You'd tried, so many times you couldn't keep count to make yourself feel that relief once again. And tonight, you almost had it.

"Come on! Come on! Yes, yes, yes!" You cried out as your second orgasm hit, and.... Wait for it.... It's coming... nothing.

"Fuck!" You groaned out , a groan full of frustration and exhaustion more than anything. You stared at the ceiling wanting to scream. Maybe you just weren't capable of squirting anymore. But damn, that feeling was like something else and you just wanted that explosion of pleasure once again. Tonight just wasn't the night but it affected you more this time. You'd had enough, normally once you put your mind to something, it wasn't too hard for you to achieve it. So why was this so hard for you to do!

You took a deep breath before shutting down the porn that still blasted through your phone. You headed into the bathroom to take a leak and freshen up. As your phone laid on your bed the dull buzzing sound of Sam calling you was drowned out by the sound of your running faucet.

You felt so deflated. Granted, it wasn't such a big deal, but it had been such a long time you'd been trying, you just felt annoyed more than anything.

As you headed back into your bedroom, you picked your phone to see the missed call, "oh fuck..." you sighed once again. You instantly began calling him back.

"Hey baby!" Sam said, cheery as ever, down the phone.

"Heyy..." you said with a sweet tone trying to hide your deflation. Sam could see right through you.

"Woah, what's going on?" Sam spoke quickly, his voice riddled with concern.

You sighed, feeling so ridiculous for the way you were feeling right now, "it's nothing babe, don't worry."

Sam let out a small exhale down the phone before replying softly, "okay baby... well Colby will be finishing his meeting in 30 minutes so do you want me to pick you up now?" He asked.

You couldn't help but smile a little knowing you'll be back with your two favourite boys in no time, "yes please... I'm ready whenever." You replied as you quickly began to gather your essentials for a sleepover at their house.

"That's my girl... be there in five." Sam said as you smiled, "and hey, keep smiling." He quickly added before putting the phone down. You stopped for a moment as you took in the sincerity in his voice. He always worried about you, Colby too.

Sam wasn't lying as five minutes later there was a knock on your door. Your mood lifting slightly just at the sight of him, waiting patiently for you as you opened up the door.

"There's our beautiful girl." He said with the brightest smile.

"Hi..." you say softly with a smirk as you stepped outside, Sam instantly taking your bag from you so you could close the door.

Sam looked at you with a smile as you locked up, he was trying so hard to hide his concern for you. “So, I thought we could head to McDonalds and get some food and then head to pick up Colby…” He said giving you a smile as if it were a question.

You turned to look at Sam as you nodded, still that annoyed pit in your stomach you just couldn’t shake, “sounds great babe.”

Sam nodded in return as he smiled, but his eyes were showing nothing but worry for you. He hoped once you were settled you’d feel comfortable enough to tell them what has upset you.

Sam placed your bag in the trunk as you climbed into the passenger seat. You buckled up trying not to be a mood killer… you took a deep breath before turning to smile at Sam as he climbed into the car.

Sam always smiled back, uncontrollably as your smile warmed his heart more than anything. That’s why he hated it when you wouldn’t tell him what was wrong, but he never pushed. He just made it his mission to make you feel happy, and he knew Colby felt the exact same way. “Ready, princess?” Sam said with a smirk as he buckled up.

“For McDonald’s? Always” you giggled back.

Sam smiled even wider at your comment as he opened up his phone to put on some music, “that’s my girl.” He said with a smile as he glanced at you. Suddenly your favourite song began to play through the speakers of the Tesla as you glanced at Sam giving him a seriously look. “What?” Sam teased with a smirk, “I know you love it.”

You rolled your eyes starting to notice the small things he was doing in an attempt to cheer you up. “I’m fine Sam!” You laughed.

Sam held his hands up defensively, “woah I never said you weren’t.” He teased back with a smirk, “am I not allowed to listen to a song that just happens to be your favourite song?” He asked as he leaned closer before kissing your cheek sweetly.

You rolled your eyes once more as you playfully pushed him away, even though you wouldn’t admit to your feelings right now, Sam was definitely cheering you up.

After grabbing food for the three of you from the drive through at McDonalds, you looked out the window as Sam approached the building where Colby’s meeting was held. You suddenly frowned as you leant forward squinting as you saw in the distance Colby, holding a huge bunch of your favourite flowers. You looked at Sam confused and back out the window as he smiled to myself. “Is he for real?” You asked Sam with a chuckle.

“Okay… maybe I called Colby and told him you might not be feeling so great today… I am not responsible for his actions.” Sam said with a chuckle and a smirk.

“Sam, baby, I told you I’m fine!” You said back with another laugh.

Sam rolled his eyes slightly, “y/n… do you seriously think that I believe you when you’re saying that!” He said chuckling as he glanced at you, whilst he pulled up beside Colby.

You looked at Colby through the window and you saw his cheeky grin as he climbed into the car behind Sam.

You turned your head to look back at Colby, your mouth still dropped open as he exhaled dramatically carefully trying to sit down and not get the flowers caught. Once he closed the door he looked at you with a smirk, “hey baby.” He chuckled as he leaned forward kissing your cheek. “We thought you might like some flowers today…” he said with a warm smile as he held them towards you.

“Hmm..” you said crossing your arms glancing at him, “and why is that Colbs?” You asked raising your eyebrows.

Colby looked at you both confused and almost like he was guilty of a crime he didn’t know he committed as he quickly realised what you were doing. Hiding how you were really feeling. “No reason, just because we love you.” He said smugly, his cheeky grin returning.

You sighed slightly, but the flowers were truly so beautiful and they did make you feel that little bit better once again. “I’m fine…” you said with a smile as you leaned forward to smell them. “But thank you. Both of you, and I love you too.” Both Sam and Colby smiled warmly at you as Sam began the drive back to their place.

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Just as you finished up eating your McDonald’s, Colby suddenly paused the TV as they both turned to look at you in the corner of the sofa. Your eyes fell wide as you looked at them nervously, “what I do?” You said in a sheepish cute voice.

Colby sighed as Sam tilted his head placing his hand on your thigh. Sam began to speak softly, “okay baby… you had a nice drive listening to your favourite songs, you got flowers and you’ve been fed…” you looked at Sam knowing exactly where he was going with this. “So… are you going to tell us what’s going on now?” He asked, genuinely concerned.

You looked between him and Colby as they both awaited your answer. You chuckled nervously as you looked around the room, “Sammy, Colbs, honestly… I’m fine, it’s nothing. You really don’t have to worry and you definitely didn’t need to do all of this.”

“Baby, it’s never nothing… something has clearly upset you or something, we just… we just wanna help.” Colby said his voice filled with love and care.

You looked at Colby as you chewed the inside of your mouth. This was the first time you’d ever felt truly embarrassed, ashamed of how you were feeling because of something that you thought was so ridiculous. “It’s nothing.. it’s honestly… it’s stupid, and it’s… embarrassing.” You said quietly as you looked down chuckling nervously.

“Hey no, nothing is stupid or embarrassing.” Colby said as he gently lifted your head up by your chin. “You can talk to us, y/n…”

“About anything…” Sam added with a smile.

“Fine.” You said in the end knowing they would never leave it. You took a deep breath as you chuckled nervously to yourself, “okay… I was annoyed earlier because…” you sighed again ready for the laughs to start. But Sam and Colby weren’t laughing, they were eagerly waiting to find out what has been bothering you all day. “Because… I can’t squirt anymore…” you said immediately looking down as you felt your cheeks instantly flush.

Sam and Colby both paused as they looked at you for a moment and then both of their eyes met silently communicating as small smirks appeared on their faces.

“And I’m presuming you tried this morning and it… didn’t go well?” Sam asked as he rubbed your thigh.

You lifted your head to look at him kind of shocked that neither of them were laughing right now. “Uh… yeah…” you said nervously as you turned to look at Colby.

“You know baby…. You could have just asked.” Colby said as he glanced at you. There it was, that look in his eyes that he only had when something great was about to go down.

“What?” You said a little lost for words and shocked.

“Yeah… and if you’d have told me this morning… we would have had this problem fixed much sooner.” Sam added as you quickly turned your head to look in his direction.

“What do you mean?” You asked nervously as you looked between the both of them.

Colby and Sam chuckled slightly as Colby suddenly leaned forward, his mouth grazing across your ear as he whispered, “why don’t we go fix it now?”

The sound of his voice, that low and seductive tone, sent shivers down your spine. “I- I uh” you stuttered as they both smirked.

Suddenly they both stood up off the sofa as they both held a hand out for you, “you coming?” Sam said with a suggestive smirk.

You stared at them for a moment before nodding slowly taking their hands as they helped you up. Colby began to lead the way to the bedroom as Sam whispered into your ear, “don’t worry baby… we’ll take care of you.” The low gravel to his voice made your heart pound in anticipation and your heat twitch.

As Colby reached the bedroom, he stepped aside letting Sam guide you into the room as he closed the door. Sam turned you to face him as suddenly leaned in slowly, his lips grazing against yours, “you said you can’t squirt?” He spoke in a low whisper as you looked up at him seeing the change in his eyes and you nodded slowly. Sam smirked as he moved his lips to graze across your entire cheek slowly until he reached your ear. Goosebumps being left covering your entire body, “we’ll see about that.” He whispered directly down your ear as you closed your eyes gasping slightly. Suddenly his hands gently gripped the bottom of your shirt, “arms up.” He demanded as you quickly lifted them into the air and he wasted no time pulling your shirt up and over your head. Colby suddenly walked by as he took in your appearance with a smirk, holding a towel in his hand.

“What are you-“ you went to speak to him but Sam suddenly grabbed your face pulling you back to him as he smacked his lips onto yours in a deep and passionate kiss. His tongue began to explore your mouth, his hand wrapping into your hair to pull you closer.

Colby suddenly came up behind you as his fingers moved around your hips and he unbuttoned your shorts before lopping his fingers into the waist band of both your short and underwear and he slowly began to pull them down before he hit the floor. “Step out baby.” Colby said his voice laced with desire. You suddenly took a step closer to Sam, causing Sam to step back slightly, his lips never leaving yours. “Good girl.” Colby’s voice echoed from below, causing your legs to tremble slightly as you groaned into Sam’s mouth.

As Colby slowly raised to his feet behind you, Sam suddenly pulled away as you both tried to catch your breath, but he suddenly spun your around where you were came face to face with Colby just inches away, catching you by surprise. You looked at Colby your legs already growing weaker as he stood before, naked, and already hard just from the sight of you. Your heat dripped in anticipation as Colby suddenly pulled you to him connecting his lips with yours in a much more desperate and erratic kiss than Sam’s. His kiss was filled with a need to taste you. Sam took a step back as he began to undress himself. His eyes staying glued to the back of your body as he saw Colby slowly reach around and skilfully unclasp your bra with just a pinch of his fingers.

As Colby’s kiss deepened, he slowly dragged his hands up your sides until he reached your arms, guiding them to wrap around his head as he mumbled into your mouth, “hold on tight baby..” and before you could responded he suddenly took a hand as he dragged it up between your thighs causing you to step out wider and his fingers instantly found your clit, like metal being attracted to a magnet.

You gasped as your legs twitched, your tight grip around his head and shoulders squeezing slightly to keep you steady as his fingers began to rub intensely. “Oh… fuck,” you mumbled into his mouth as he smirked into the kiss. Colby suddenly pulled back out of breath as he rested his forehead against yours, “we need you to cum for us baby… every time… got it?” Colby said sternly his voice deep and lustful.

You squeezed your eyes tight as you nodded, nothing but the sound of your moans filling the room. Sam watched as you crumbled at Colby’s touch heading over to a dresser where he pulled open a draw grabbing some essentials for this occasion. He smirked, knowing just how soaked this room was about to become.

Suddenly Colby took his two fingers pushing them deep into your core as your eyes snapped open as, the only thing keeping you up being your arms still tightly wrapped around him. He began to quickly pump them in and out, curling them as he hit your spot every time. “Oh… fuck… c-Colby…” you gasped between moans as you clenched around his fingers.

“You’re close baby… I can feel it.” Colby groaned as he moved his hand quicker, his lips finding yours once again to swallow your moans.

Suddenly Sam came up behind you, his hands snaking around your body as he found your breasts, his fingers moving across your nipples as he began to massage them, his grip getting tighter as they felt you begin to shake, your legs struggling to hold you up. Colby pulled away from your lips as he moved his hand more aggressively, your first orgasm just inches away. You flung your head back as you hit Sam’s shoulder. His lips began to kiss and suck along your neck as he made his way up to your ear, “cum for Colby baby… that’s a good girl.”

That was it, your orgasm hit full swing, “holy fuck!” You called out as both Sam and Colby held you up in place as Colby’s pace slowed down to ride out your high, your body crumbled wedged between them. Colby slowly removed his hand with a smirk as you tried to catch your breath, Sam’s arms wrapped tightly around you as you opened your eyes to look at Colby.

Colby smirked his eyes dark with desire, “that’s just the beginning baby… on the bed.” He demanded as Sam moved you forward before turning you to face him with a smirk and pushing you gently back onto the bed. Your heart pounded as your back hit the sheets, your breath heavy as you looked at them both stood at the bottom of the bed, devouring you with their eyes. Tonight was all about you. Sam and Colby communicated silently before Sam suddenly grabbed your legs pulling you closer to the edge of the bed. You gasped at the suddenly movement but your eyes fell wide as he dropped to his knees between your legs. Colby moved to the side of you his hand slowly starting to stroke his cock as he admired you lying on the bed, your chest rising and falling from the passion that still radiated through your body.

Sam looked up at you as his hands slowly dragged up your entire legs, until he began to rub your thighs. “You sure you want this baby? Because once we start, we aren’t stopping until we’re all completely soaked.” Your eyes fell wid once again as you gasped trying to calm your excitement and nerves. You bit your lip for a moment before nodding unsure what to expect.

“That’s our girl.” Colby said with a groan as he moved closer to you. Sam and Colby gave one last nod of acknowledgment before Sam suddenly moved forward slowly kissing along your inner thigh as your body naturally began to move needing him, needing his mouth where you wanted him most. Sam chuckled at you squirming before he gave you what you wanted, leaning forward as he took his tongue slowly dragging it up your entire heat.

“Oh… Sammy.” You moaned out as he tasted every inch of you. Just as he began to move his mouth against your clit, your hands instantly moved to grab his hair. Colby suddenly grabbed your wrist as your eyes snapped open in shock and you turned your head to the side to look at him.

“Now baby… why don’t we out that pretty little hand of yours to better use?” He suggested, with a hint of demand in his voice as he slowly took your hand placing it around his cock and he began to move it against him. “That’s it.” He groaned as he looked down at your scrunched up face as Sam worked his magic. Just as you began to move your hand up and down Colby’s shaft suddenly Sam stuck two fingers deep inside of you as you moaned out louder. The sight of you coming undone for Sam was addictive for Colby. His eyes widening as you arched your back on the bed, the sound of Sam’s name leaving your lips as he gave you everything you need. Suddenly you began to clench around Sam’s fingers as you looked down at him, the sight alone almost sending you over the edge.

“Sammy…I… I’m gonna-“ you tried to speak but the overwhelming sense of an orgasm just inches away once again was in control of your breath.

“Cum baby,” Colby spoke his own voice shaking as he felt pleasure radiating through his body, your hand slowed down as you were being consumed by Sam’s fingers and mouth but he didn’t care, this was so fucking hot to him.

Suddenly Sam groaned against you as it vibrated against your clit, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as your high hit full speed once again. Your legs shook as you tried to pull your knees together, “fuck Sam!” You cried out but Sam didn’t slow down. He moved his mouth away his fingers still pumping as suddenly you heard a clicking sound followed by the sound of vibrations as you tried to open your eyes but your orgasm was so intense and Sam was not giving you a chance to recover. He suddenly pressed the vibrator directly on your clit as his fingers pumped in and out, curling up to hit your g-spot, your orgasm still raging through your body as you suddenly contracted in your stomach, the stimulation overpowering as your head lifted off the bed, your knees lifting higher towards your face as your breath got caught in your throat. “S-Sa-mmy” you tried to speak but you couldn’t, just a quiet squeal pushed through your throat as you felt your legs shaking vigorously. Suddenly you felt it, you felt the build up, like you wanted to explode, wanted to release in a whole new way. But you felt scared, fear of unknown. Not knowing what you would feel. Sam could feel the tension in your pussy as Colby saw it on your face, they knew you were holding it in. The vibrations became more intense as Sam used his whole arm to finger fuck you like never before.

“Let it go, baby…” Sam’s voice echoed into your ears as your body remained scrunched up.

Colby leaned down next to your head as he spoke low and demanding, “let it go, y/n.”

You remained scrunched up, your brain was spinning from the overwhelming sensation. Sam was not letting you give up now as he suddenly turned up the speed of the vibrator, your mouth fell wide as your breath became non existent once again, “I said fucking let go!” Sam growled his voice stern.

And with that… here it was. Suddenly your head threw back against the bed, “oh fuckkkk!” You screamed out as Sam smirked biting his lip, feeling the warmth around his fingers. He suddenly dropped the vibrator and quickly removed his fingers as he took his whole hand rubbing quickly against your whole core as you finally let go. Your juices squirted out powerfully as you completely soaked Sam who let out a deep, guttural moan.

“Fuck…” Colby groaned as he watched your juices dripping all over Sam, your screams filling the room as your body shook violently. “Good girl. That’s it.”

Sam suddenly took his mouth and completely sucked up everything dripping from your heat as your back arched again. “Oh… fuck… Sam!” You moaned loudly as you tried so hard to catch your breath, your head spinning from the lightheadedness.

Suddenly Colby spoke, “our turn.” He groaned deep into your ear before both he and Sam quickly stood up swapping places.

Your eyes fell wide, you weren’t sure if you take anymore, but fuck, this was by far the most amazing sexual experience of your life.

As Colby stood between your legs, he suddenly grabbed them as he pushed your knees up, giving himself as much access as possible, and knowing exactly what to do so he could be soaked in you too.

Colby didn’t give much time to recover as he looked at you, a dark desire and hunger in his eyes as he began to rub your extremely sensitive clit with his dick.

“C-Colby.” You gasped as you tried to lift your head up but Sam suddenly pushed you back down.

“Oh no baby, you’ve done enough talking… just let go.” Sam said as his hand stroked through your hair. “But that mouth to good use, princess.” He said softly as you turned your head to face him, his cock eagerly desperate to feel your mouth around it. Just as you opened your mouth to let Sam in, he positioned him as did Colby before they both pushed into you in union.

“Oh… fuck.” Sam groaned.

“Fuck y/n…” Colby groaned.

Your eyes fell wide as you felt as though your orgasm never ended with no cool down times. Sam because to push his dick in and out of your mouth as Colby instantly began to pound into your soaking wet, throbbing core. Within a minute, the room filled with their moans, your moans vibrating against Sam’s dick, you felt it again. But this time, you had no power, no energy left to fight against it.

Colby suddenly let out a low guttural moan as he felt the warmth start to surround his cock as he pounded a couple more time before pulling out suddenly as your juices squirted all over him again. “Fuck yes baby girl… that’s it.” He praised as Sam pulled out his dick, your scream filling the room so you could catch your breath.

After a second, Colby instantly pushed back deep inside you as he fucked you, harder and harder with each thrust. His movements not slowing down anytime soon.

You moaned loudly as you reopened your mouth for Sam. He quickly reinserted his cock back into your mouth, curse words and praises constantly pouring out of his mouth.

Colby suddenly grabbed the vibrator turning it on once again as he connected it with your clit, his cock fucking you harder than ever.

So this was overstimulation, you felt your eyes roll to the back of your head as your body grew weaker and weaker, your legs shaking, your pussy throbbing and burning from the immense amount of pleasure.

Colby groaned deeply as his dick filled you entirely, “come on baby.. I wanna taste you.”

The sound of his voice completely sent another wave of orgasm through your body as he felt that warmth once again and the clenching of your walls growing weaker as he suddenly pulled out, dropping the vibrator as he dropped down, connecting his mouth with your core and quickly inserting two fingers.

“Oh…. Fuckkkk,” you groaned, mumbled by Sam’s cock filling your mouth. Suddenly you began to squirt for the third time tonight, directly onto Colby’s face and mouth as he relished in the feel of your juices covering him. The taste of you as he swallowed everything in his mouth. Sam pulled out his cock to let you scream and catch your breath.

“Fuck baby…” Colby groaned out of breath as he sucked up your core, cleaning up anything he can. He slowly looked up at you out of breath as your weak body laid on the bed. “Are you okay baby?”

You nodded weakly your breath extremely heavy.

“Do you need to stop, or do you think you have enough to get us over the edge?” Sam asked with a smirk.

You fluttered your eyes open to look at Sam and without saying anything you opened your mouth for him, showing him they can carry on.

Colby and Sam smiled at each other, mesmerised by their girls stamina and resilience. “I promise baby, not much longer.” Colby groaned as he and Sam suddenly themselves back inside of you.

“That’s it princess,” Sam groaned deeply as you worked you sucked his cock amazingly, his hand tangling into your hair as you felt him beginning to twitch.

Colby was becoming completely consumed by the feel of your core wrapped around his dick, “fuck… baby… you feel so good.” He groaned out as he quickly began to twitch too.

Sam looked at Colby his breath heavy, “together?”

“Fuck yeah,” Colby groaned through gritted teeth as they both turned their attention back to you. Colby pounded into you deep and harder as Sam face fucked you until you gagged onto his dick.

“N-now Colby!” Sam moaned desperately as they both couldn’t hold back anymore. Colby let out a low guttural moan as Sam pulled out of your mouth and spilled his cum all over your chest. The sight of his cum hitting your tits sent Colby flying over the edge.

“Oh…f-..shit!” Colby groaned loudly as he pulled out, his cum covering your pussy.

Suddenly, everything went still, apart from the sounds of heavy breathing as slight groans coming from all three of you. Once Sam and Colby composed themselves, their bodies shaking as they could hear their own heartbeats pounding.

You laid there trying to catch your breath, not moving a muscle as your eyes remained closed.

Sam stroked your hair catching his breath.

Colby gently rubbed his hands lovingly up and down your thighs as he spoke breathlessly, “baby… are you okay?”

You didn’t reply for a moment as you tried so hard not to pass out from the overstimulation.

Sam looked at you concerned as Colby’s eyes widened, “y/n?” Sam said with a hint of urgency to his voice.

“I’m…I’m…” you began to speak your breath so weak and heavy. “I’m okay…” you managed to breathe out as you weakly lifted your hand giving them a thumbs up.

“Oh fuck… scared me then sweetheart,” Colby said with a chuckle as he dropped his head down. All of them feeling weak and exhausted.

Sam chuckled with relief as he lowered next your head placing a soft kiss on your cheek, “what do you need, baby?” He said softly his hand still stroking your hair, “do you want to sleep in your own room tonight?” He asked, knowing sometimes she liked downtime alone after an intense fucking.

You shook your head slowly. Sam nodded as he glanced up at Colby. “Okay baby, who do you want to stay with tonight?”

Colby smiled as he felt as though he knew what you were going to say, he’s only ever seen you seem like needy once, and after tonight, it was completely expected.

“Both…” you whispered back.

Colby and Sam both chuckled, “okay baby…” Colby said softly, “why don’t you let Sam get you cleaned up and take you to bed in his room and I’ll follow along once I’ve cleaned up here?” He said as he kissed your thigh softly.

You nodded weakly once again, your body completely and utterly well spent. Sam smiled as he kissed your forehead softly, “come on then princess, let’s go take a quick shower okay?” Colby moved aside to allow Sam to pick you up bridal style.

Sam stood beside Colby as Colby leaned over kissing your head, “have fun y/n… I’ll see you soon baby.”

You nodded as you spoke in barely a whisper, “I love you both…”

Sam and Colby looked at each other as they both smiled.

“I love you too sweetheart” Colby said kissing your head once again.

“I love you baby.” Sam smiled as he squeezed you tighter.

Sam carried you out of the room to get showered and ready for bed, as Colby looked at the soaked towel and bedsheets as he chuckled to himself, “well damn.. that towel was a waste of time…”

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Authors note: holy shit.. I quite frankly think this is my favourite thing I’ve ever written and I’m not usually a both a once kinda girl but DAMNNN! I hope you liked it! Requests are open!🖤

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This Was Never Meant to Be What It Feels Like (Part 2)

A/N: Soooooo I couldn't help myself. Ya'll really showed me love on part one and it encouraged me to write this part. I'll admit this isn't my favorite piece of writing but it's necessary cause it sets up part 3😅 Give me a few days at least for that one though. Hope y'all like it. 18+/Minors DNI

Part 1 Part 3

Pairing: Armando Aretas x Original Female Character

Fandom: Bad Boys Movies

Song I listened to while writing: Back To Love by Robert Glasper featuring SiR and Alex Isley.

Prompt: It's been six months since Armando left Shay but things feel unfinished for him.

Warnings ⚠️: Talk of smut (y'all I can't write that shit, I tried and it was trash so I just talk around it)

Armando was only supposed to be in LA for a couple days. He was still a wanted man and he didn’t exactly enjoy putting himself at risk of being caught, but it was unavoidable. A contact had needed a job done and since being on the run, he wasn’t afforded the option of being picky when it came to money. Besides, Martinez had been helpful in getting him jobs so he considered the extra risk a favor.

Nobody wanted to work with a snitch. 

It didn’t matter that the feds had him serving life and he was just trying to survive, hopefully shave off enough time to not die in a cell. He was a rat and had nothing but enemies on both sides. Mierda, his parents had really screwed him over. His mother had ensured he would always be seen as a criminal and his father had ensured every criminal saw him as a traitor. He was destined for a life of solitude. 

Then he met Shay.

He had been eating at a restaurant frequented by his target, canvassing the place, when he heard her laugh. Usually he would ignore other patrons as he did his job but there was something so uninhibited about the sound that it captivated him. He looked up to find the source and saw her head thrown back in obvious joy, curly hair flowing freely behind her. Her eyes were damn near shut, smile big and bright. 

He was in LA for work but a little play never hurt anybody so he had his waitress send a drink to her and watched as he was pointed out. She lifted the drink he sent in a silent thanks and he raised his glass back, nodding at her with a smirk. He was aware when she had left and he finished his own meal and work soon after. He was unsurprised to find her waiting outside for him. That was the beginning of them.

He had thought once he had slept with her, they would both be satisfied and she’d be out of his system. A win-win situation, truly. But there was something about her that had him acting stupid. After he took care of Martinez’s problem, he laid low for a week, letting the heat die down. When it was safe enough to go back to Mexico, he just…didn’t. Instead he went and found her. He expected to have to work for it seeing as he left in the middle of the night and didn’t call for a week, but she let him back in.

So instead of going home like he should have, like he would have if he was smart, he stayed for her. He knew he should get the hell outta dodge, but he wanted to know her. So he called Martinez and picked up a couple more jobs he needed done out in LA and the surrounding area. When he wasn’t working he learned everything about her like it was his job, careful to never give her any real information, steering the conversation back to her every time. He was enchanted by her beauty, enthralled by her passion. Everything he learned about her got him closer to that dreaded L word.

Then he fucked up.

It had been three months of playing this dangerous game when she asked about him. He kew the day would come eventually when she wouldn’t allow him to just brush off her questions but he was somehow still unprepared and suspicious of her motives when it came. She had asked to know about his parents and he should’ve just fed her some bullshit story but he just got quiet. He realized he wanted to tell her. He wanted her to know him, the real him, and still choose him. So he had told her an edited version of his parents, only to immediately realize his mistake. He didn’t want to, but he was going to have to leave.

So after fucking out his feelings, he left. He went back to Mexico and told himself to forget about her. Except he couldn’t get her out of his head. For six months he was constantly reminded of her. Every woman that flirted with him was compared to her, every one of them coming up short. Every time he smelled shea butter and coconut, he thought of her freshly showered. Every time he needed a release, he pictured her blissed out face, his hand not nearly as good as the real thing. So he did something even dumber than staying in LA for three months.

He went back.

He watched her for a few days, Shay never knowing he was there. He watched as she went out with friends. He watched as they encouraged her when some fucker had the audacity to step to her and flirt. He watched as she went on a date with the man. A better man would have taken that as a sign that she had moved on and he should too, but he never claimed to be a better man. He watched as she gave restricted smiles, restricted laughs and came to the conclusion that this ‘date’ wasn’t doing it for her.

So he left them at the basic ass restaurant the guy chose and went to her apartment to wait for her. He found his way inside like he used to and set up on her armchair, turning on her lamp so as not to completely scare her. He waited almost an hour before he heard her keys in the door.

She clocked the light being on the second she walked in the door. 

To prevent her from running and calling the cops because she didn’t know it was him, he spoke, “hola Amorcita.”

“Armando?” She question in disbelief.

He stood and took in his fill of her before telling her what he’d been thinking all night, “you look beautiful. Nice night?”

She shut the door behind her and cautiously stepped past the kitchen to reach the living room. She was still too far, standing at the edge of her breakfast bar across the room. Why wouldn’t she come closer? On one hand, she could be pissed that he left her for six months. Something told him it wasn’t that though. If she was pissed she wouldn’t be trying to keep herself as far from him as possible, as if out of reach. No, instead she’d probably get close enough to slap him. A heartbreaking realization hit him. “Are you afraid of me now, Amorcita?”

Shay stood tall, facing him head on. “Your rap sheet says I should be,” she bit out.

There it was. The confirmation she knew who he was now, that there would be no more hiding behind omissions of truth. He tilted his head in contemplation, “that’s not what I asked.” Was she not phased by who he was? Or was she just biding her time?

When she didn’t say anything else, he slowly walked to her. He could feel the energy in the room shift and amplify. He still wasn’t sure if she was gonna knee him and run or invite his touch. He wasn’t sure if he could take the betrayal from her, but he would understand. Any sane person would run from the likes of him.

When he stood mere inches from her he ghosted his fingers over her arm, noticing her intake of breath. “Are you afraid of me now, Amorcita?” He repeated, his voice barely louder than a whisper.

Shay looked up, her eyes meeting his, “no.”

“Maybe you should be,” he brokenly admitted.

She lifted a hand to cradle his face, “You’ll never hurt me that way.” She said it so surely, as if she could see into him, see his soul. There was no doubt in her voice, her sureness both a surprise that she felt that way and a relief that she understood.

It didn’t escape his notice, however, that she was very distinct in her words. He may not have hurt her physically but he had hurt her all the same.

“I’m sorry for leaving, Alma.” He turns his head to place a kiss on her palm.

She gave him a slight smile. “I get why you did.”

“Doesn’t mean it hurt you any less or make me any less sorry.” He placed his hands on her waist, pulling her even closer, her hands going around his neck. Her scent took over his senses, clouding his thoughts.

She didn’t refute what he said, just reached up to press her lips gently against his in a quiet acceptance. When she pulled back he stared into her eyes, wondering if this was real, wondering how she could be real. He saw nothing but the love he wished he could keep. Unable to stop himself, he drew her in for a longer more passionate kiss. It was slow as if they had all the time in the world, or rather if time and the rest of the world didn’t exist. He hoped she felt the words he couldn’t say aloud.

He felt her hands stop their playing in his short hair and move towards his shirt buttons. Before she got to the first one, he pulled back and held her hands in his own, needing to tell her, owing her and her loving heart the truth.

“I can’t stay.”

Eye to eye, love and determination shining bright in hers, she whispered, “I know.”

From there, clothes shed quickly and they made their way to the bedroom. They both knew this was a goodbye, closure for them both. Their last attempt at an ending had felt lacking, like there was more to be said. This time it was all laid out in front of them. Emotions may not have been said but they were felt and known, the reality of their situation acknowledged.

This time they would both take what they needed, giving them a more satisfying conclusion.

After she fell asleep he fixed his gaze on her white ceiling, wishing things could be different for them, wishing he could stay and give her the life she deserved rather than a few memories she’ll hopefully look back on with fondness. He allowed himself a few minutes more of wishful thinking and soaking in the feeling of being with her. When it came time to leave, he hated himself for it, but he laid her on the bed and quietly collected his things. Finding a pen and a scrap piece of paper, he scribbled out a note for her, leaving it where he should have been laying next to her. He spared one last look at her before leaving her for good this time.

If you ever need anything, find Detective Mike Lowrey. Miami PD.

-A

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Translations:

Mierda - Shit/Damn

Amorcita - Little Love

Alma - Soul/soulmate

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