#pleaseeee i adore them

[eddie-redcliffe]

Real Life WEREWOLF Caught on Camera (ft. Rhys Darby and Dan Schreiber)

[aconfusedkitten]

And there's a person there, slumped against the back wall, Numby prodding at their leg with a whine. Their clothes are dark and tattered, and Topaz immediately spots the growing puddle under one of their legs, and she's rushing forward before she can have another thought. The ground is hard under her knees, but Topaz doesn't pay it any attention. “Hey,” she says, keeping her voice somewhere between gentle and firm. “Hey, I need you to wake up.” The person makes a muffled groan, shakes their head – dropped low against their chest, and she adds concussion to the list in her head – just enough for their hair to shift, revealing their throat, and- No, Topaz thinks, this isn't right, because he's supposed to be off planet, supposed to be safe, and- The person manages to raise their head, brings a mangled hand to brush away the tears forming in her eyes – when had she started crying? – and even as they hiss at the motion, there's a smile on their face. “Hey there, Jellybean,” Aventurine says, “Did you miss me?”

so! before 2.2 comes out and murders me, here's some aventurine whump for everything, featuring the ipc trio and numby being the best trotter ever xD

[paintedkinzy-88]

I had maybe this last year and when I saw your dragon shifters I was reminded of them! I have many more that I did draw but I couldn’t fit them all ;w; 

My dragon bois are more based off of the disney movie Raya and the Last Dragon

[salsflore]

I LOVED THE GUIZHONG CUTSCENE OH MY GODD ok nobody laugh at me i’m gonna be mental but this is definitely my favorite lantern rite so far omgomg <33 i love cloud retainer a lot tooo!!! and seeing my husband on screen AHHH

^ not my ss but still istg theyre gfs

[evilbeing]

Crying 😭 they both look sooo sweet 💖💖💖I made a similar sketch of this scene as well Scream

THE WAY U DRAW EM THO LOOK AT YOU LOOK AT YOUR PIECE OF ART omg I cant

ITS ATREBODA NIGHT FOLKS!!!!!!!! BECAUSE I MISS THEM SO DEARLY AND IM COPING FOR NOT BEING ABLE TO PLAY VALHALLA RAAAAAAAAHGHHHHHHH

anyways that one scene where atreus asked if fireflies were dangerous lmao

[amirasainz]

Can you please do driver reader is literally the absolute Angel of the paddock and everyone adores her, she’s the cutest sweetest little bean that you can’t help but love, she’s a Redbull driver and Christian always fawns over her and talks about his ‘daughter’ ( it’s clear she’s the favourite ). Even the older drivers love her e.g kimi, jenson, Seb, mark. Platonic pleaseeee

Omg, that is such a sweet idea. I did the format a bit differently, hope you don't mind.

Enjoy reading and send me some requests!!!

-XoXo

The Redbull Princess

YN YLN was a known name in the motor sport world. Not only was she the youngest driver currently on the grid - only 19 years - but she is the first female to ever drive for RedBull. Not oy that, but also the only woman on the grid.

Despite having a different gender, the other drivers never treated her bad. In fact, one could say that YN got the whole "Princess Treatment" from the drivers and teams. Each driver has taken a special place in her life.

Exhibit A: The protective one

The paddock was buzzing with energy, reporters swarming like bees near the Red Bull garage. YN was prepping for her media rounds, already feeling the weight of the spotlight on her. As she stepped into the press pen, a group of journalists immediately approached, firing off questions.

"YN, how do you feel about the pressure of being the youngest driver? Do you think it affects your performance?"

Before she could answer, Max appeared out of nowhere, slipping between her and the reporters with a grin that was anything but friendly. "I think that's enough for now," Max said, his blue eyes narrowing. "She’s got a race to focus on. Back off."

The reporters, visibly intimidated by the reigning World Champion, quickly shuffled away. YN let out a breath of relief, nudging Max with her elbow.

"You know, I can handle them."

Max chuckled, wrapping an arm around her shoulder, steering her away from the crowd. "Yeah, but why would I let them bother you when I can have fun scaring them off?"

"You're impossible," she laughed. "But thanks."

Exhibit B: The gossip King

YN walked into the Ferrari garage, still buzzing from practice. She found Charles leaning against his car, drinking water. His face lit up when he saw her.

"Charlie! Did you see that move I pulled in turn 9?" she said, excitedly plopping down next to him.

Charles grinned, instantly slipping into gossip mode. "I did! Smooth as butter. But did you hear about Fernando's radio message? He was furious about the tire degradation. Drama!"

YN's eyes widened. "No way! Spill all the tea, Leclerc."

Charles leaned in, whispering. "Apparently, his engineer told him to manage his tires better, and Nando snapped, saying, ‘I am managing them!’" He mimicked Fernando’s accent, making YN burst into laughter.

Exhibit C: The helping hand

The young RedBull driver just exited her car, when she felt someone grabbing her Birking Bag. When she quickly turned her head, she was meat with the sight of Carlos not only caring her bag in his hands and her coat on his arm, but carring his own stuff as well.

"Carlito, what are you doing? You don’t have to carry all my stuff for me." she told him, after they started walking towards the entrance.

Carlos mate an irritated sound, before responding to her. "Nonsense, hermana. Your job is to win this weekend. So let me help you with all the other things, comprende?"

Before Carlos could get an answer, she threw her arms around him, whispering a small thank you in his ear.

Exhibit D: The personal chef

YN sat in the Red Bull hospitality area, poking at her plate of food with a discontented look. Yuki walked over, noticing her lack of enthusiasm.

"Not good enough for you, huh?" Yuki teased, sliding into the seat across from her.

YN scrunched up her nose. "I don’t know what it is, but I just can’t eat this."

Without missing a beat, Yuki stood up. "I’ll make you something. What do you want?"

Her eyes brightened. "Yuki, really? You don’t have to!"

He waved a hand dismissively. "Nah, you’re picky. I know that. What do you want? Miso soup? Onigiri?"

YN tapped her chin thoughtfully. "Onigiri sounds perfect."

Within minutes, Yuki was back, placing a plate of freshly made onigiri in front of her. YN took a bite and sighed contentedly. "You're the best, Yuki."

He grinned. "I know."

Exhibit E: The "annoying" prankster

YN was busy trying to make sure her helmet and gear were ready when suddenly, her entire backpack fell off the counter with a loud thud, spilling everything.

"Lando!" she yelled, spinning around, catching the British driver grinning like a mischievous child.

"What?" Lando said, feigning innocence, hands up. "It slipped."

YN gave him a look but couldn’t help the smile creeping on her face. Lando always knew how to lift her spirits, even if it was through relentless pranks.

"One day, Norris, one day!" she warned, pointing a finger at him.

"I’ll be waiting," Lando chuckled, before helping her pick up her things

Exhibit F: The shoulder to cry on

"I just can't believe it. I was so close. How did I manage to bin the car into the wall on the last corner" muttered the 19 year old. Her face pressed in Oscars neck, who was busy stroking her hair. He knew better than to interrupt her during her rant. Knowing it would help her when she got everything of her chest.

After a moment, she shakily breathed out. Oscar knew that the only thing he could do now was to let her fall apart while he would catch every piece of her.

And that's what he did. While she cried her heart out, Oscar held her close to him, rocking them slowly in a soothing matter. It felt like nothing could happen to her in Oscars arms. He would protect her from the outside world as long as she needed

Sometimes actions speak louder than words

Exhabit G: The fashionista

Lewis stood beside YN, eyeing her racing suit critically before smirking. "That’s not gonna work."

"What do you mean?" she asked, confused.

He pointed at her boots. "Those shoes? No way. They don’t match the rest of the suit."

YN raised an eyebrow. "I'm not trying to walk the runway, Lewis. I’m racing."

Lewis rolled his eyes. "You can do both. Come on, let’s get you a new pair of shoes. You’ll thank me later."

And true to his words, YN received a new pair of racing shoes only a few hours later. They certainly looked better than her old pair.

Exhibit H: The mother-hen

George was hovering near the buffet in the paddock, watching YN closely as she piled food onto her plate. He narrowed his eyes as she bypassed the salad section.

"YN, you need to eat more greens. And have you had any water today?" George asked, his tone dangerously close to motherly.

YN groaned. "George, I’m fine. I had water this morning."

"That’s not enough," he replied sternly, filling a glass and handing it to her. "Drink. Now."

She pouted but took the glass. "Okay, Mom."

Exhibit I: The proud dad

During a press conference, Christian Horner stood beside YN, smiling at the reporters. "You all know my daughter here is the star of the show," he said, gesturing towards YN.

YN blushed at the comment. "Christian!"

The reporters laughed, but YN knew Christian wasn’t entirely joking. He had taken her under his wing from day one, treating her like family. And she couldn’t have been more grateful.

Exhibit J: Bwoah

In a rare quiet moment, YN had somehow convinced Kimi Räikkönen — the Iceman himself — to do a TikTok trend with her. As the camera rolled, Kimi deadpanned his way through the trend, barely moving but somehow nailing it.

"Thanks for doing this, Kimi," YN said, grinning as they finished.

Kimi shrugged. "Bwoah, don’t mention it, kid. But don’t tell the other drivers that you are my favourite"

YN laughed. "Deal."

[urfriendlywriter]

15 sweet/romantic gestures !!

(feel free to use!! the lover girl in me when writing this > <)

occasionally pressing soft kisses to ur temple or cheek [melting]

caressing their cheek and they nuzzle into your touchhhhh T T

their eyes fluttered close even after the kiss has ended.

^ their gaze that meets you is full of pent-up longing and affection !!

a hint of shyness creeping into them when u tease them [💳‼️‼️💳‼️💳]

hugs where they nuzzle their face into your chest

^ "can we stay like this forever?" tears

intimacy of eye contacts, slow kisses, cheek touching !

a quiet, whisper of "i am so proud of you" ✯

"you take such good care of me," is mumbled as they look up at you, drying their hair, their eyes shining with unshed tears, love and adoration. (CRY WITH ME PLEASEEEE)

tucking a small flower behind their ear <33

when they bury their face in ur chest while cuddling !!!

"I am falling in love with you every. single. day." ♡

a flustered "you smell like me.. oh god, it's driving me crazy..." mumble as they pull u closer into a hug [ksksjdnsks]

"marry me, my pretty baby." but u r cuddling and giggling. "I'm your pretty baby now?" they ask, shyly smiling. "yea, u always been." AAAAH

[nexo-nex]

brisket got a figure AND a plushie

I hope that testament is next :3

[rosekasa]

i think what i adore about ladynoir beyond high school age (18 and over) is the opportunity it leaves for some of the most DELICIOUS best friends to lovers scenarios. because, like, two people who've been fighting side by side for years? who've known each other long enough to make jokes about it, haha remember when we were fourteen and you-- we AGREED to never speak of it!!!! who've spent so long learning each other inside out, even, in chat noir's case, getting over feelings, that the idea of anything romantic between them is so far off the radar that they don't feel the need for certain boundaries, because why would it matter if they made jokes about how attractive they find each other, about getting married, about how they could totally mess with the rest of the miracle team by pretending they're hooking up because it's so far out of the realm of possibility.

but then there would be that imperceptible shift. the moment where one of them makes a joke and it feels just a bit more loaded than it should. gazes lingering where they never lingered and playful smiles turning curious. the sudden awareness that, while maybe they were cuddling on a rooftop with their best friend, they were also wrapped up in the arms of someone they trust with their lives, and is extremely attractive, and, wait, if the only reason it was platonic before was because there were no feelings, what does THIS mean?

THE TENSION. THE PINING. THE INHERENT MESS OF BEING IN YOUR TWENTIES. PLEASEEEE

[lvrsrequ3st]

um, sorry i havent posted in like... ages, but uh, heyyy!! college has been beating my ass bro.

minors, shoo before i eat you :)! (mentions if female genitalia but no pronouns!!)

simon ghost riley who loves edging his poor partner!

simon who loves it how much you beg when he edges you. it's so fucking adorable how much you squirm and writh in his palm desperate for more pleasure. desperate for an orgasm.

that's how he likes it! just leaving you a whiny mess just like right now. he has you trying to grind your hips against his hand needily, while holding back tears. he's been edging you for a good twenty minutes and it's been driving you insane.

leaving you disappointed when he makes you beg for an orgasm, speeding up his fingers buried deep inside your pussy and everything only just for the moment of when you are about to cum, he pulls them out. how fucking cruel! :(

you groan in frustration, the fifth time he's left you unbelievable horny. you are desperate to cum that it's literally driving you crazy and what makes it worse it that his pace of fingers are so aggravatingly slow. :((

"s-si pleaseeee!! need you!!"

when he doesn't reply is when you start beginning to get frustrated again, trying to rock hips forward into his hands. but that turns out to be a fail when he pushes you down with a hand on your stomach and pulls his fingers out your cunt with a lewd squelch.

your drawn out whine quickly turning into a squeak when his thumb rubs your clit super fast without a warning.

moans and pants leave your lips as you roll your hips needily into his hand, causing him to pick up the pace on your bundle of nerves.

quickly, you could feel the knot forming in your stomach to which simon notices immediately.

"about to cum, yeah?"

"y-yes, si! please!!"

"think you deserve it, hm?"

"y-yes! yes! yes! please!! i-i've been so good for you, pleaseee!! i need it!!"

"eh, alright. cum."

and that was all you needed to come crashing down from your high, drenching his fingers with your slick. he watches as your back arches and then you fall onto the bed panting.

"ey, don't tap out yet. one orgasm and you already look fucked. cmon, think you can handle my cock next?"

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about me + rules

once again, a pathetic proofread because your bitch is lazy.

[sturnsmadl]

loverboy!chris headcannons!

loverboy!chris who built up the courage to slide in your dm's finally.

loverboy!chris who talked to you almost everyday.

"how are you?" "im filming tommorow." "u won't believe what i saw."

loverboy!chris who cut off every girl to focus on you.

loverboy!chris who always mentions flying you out.

"come onnnn. let me fly you out." "ill fly you out."

loverboy!chris who wants you to model for his brand.

"you tryna model?"

"dude i dont know how to model."

"so? you can try for me :)"

loverboy!chris who is always wanting to facetime.

"you tryna call?" "hop on facetime." "you awake?"

loverboy!chris who constantly talks about you to his brothers.

"and shes so fucking pretty."

"tell her that."

"can u shut the fuck up?"

loverboy!chris who really wants to meet you.

"you coming la anytime soon?"

"chris we spoke about this literally yesterday."

"pleaseeee?"

loverboy!chris who texts you like he's your boyfriend.

"good morning." "night babe." "you busy?"

loverboy!chris who makes sure your okay all the time.

"you okay? you looked really upset on ft last night."

"i was just tired :) thank you though."

"okay. you can always talk to me."

loverboy!chris who tells you everything.

"i literally just burped on matt."

"oh?"

"yeah."

loverboy!chris who finally flies you out to him.

"pack your bags ;)"

"omg. chris why did u do that?"

"i need to meet you."

loverboy!chris who gets really happy around you.

loverboy!chris who waited until you met to ask you to be his.

"can i be your boyfriend?"

"oh my- yes. yes.."

loverboy!chris who gets caught cuddling you on your first day meeting.

"shhh...shes sleeping."

"you met a few hours ago."

loverboy!chris who makes sure your ready for any advances.

"you sure?"

"yes chris just kiss me."

loverboy!chris who can't help himself and kisses you a lot more.

loverboy!chris who refuses to be away from you.

"where are you going?"

"to wash my hands.."

"ill come."

loverboy!chris who teaches you at top golf.

loverboy!chris who is so excited when he goes down on you.

"i've been waiting so long to do this."

"fuck..chris."

loverboy!chris who loves everything about you.

loverboy!chris who becomes very confident with you.

"i gotta fart."

"chris!"

loverboy!chris who showers with you to stay near you.

"want me to do your shampoo?"

"you could back up a bit."

"declined."

loverboy!chris who buys you everything you show interest in.

loverboy!chris who kisses your head while you sleep in his arms.

loverboy!chris who loves not sleeping alone.#

"i love that i get to hug you all night."

"its too hot to have you wrapped around me like a koala."

"thats just rude."

loverboy!chris who buys you stuffed animals that remind him of you.

loverboy!chris who sleeps on top of you.

"chris. wake up."

"what?"

"get off i need the bathroom."

"noooo"

loverboy!chris who leaves way too many marks.

"chris..i can't fucking cover them.."

"guess you'll have to show em off then huh?"

loverboy!chris who also loves pissing you off.

loverboy!chris who doesn't let you go bed mad at him.

"nuh uh. were not doing this. im sorry okay? whats wrong?"

loverboy!chris who cries when you find out your pregnant.

"your kidding.."

"no..are you happy..?"

"oh my god..yes.."

loverboy!chris who overbuys for the baby.

loverboy!chris who makes sure you know he's there at the birth.

"im here baby.. your doing so good."

loverboy!chris who takes a picture of him crying holding the baby when its first born.

loverboy!chris who treats his baby like glass.

"nick! careful."

"dude what..? i was just looking..jeez"

loverboy!chris who is so proud showing his brothers.

"look at my baby.."

"hes adorable chris."

"well done buddy."

loverboy!chris who makes sure your okay and provided for.

"you need any water? any food?"

"no im okay thank you.."

"a hug? i mean look what you just did. gave me a child. ur amazing."

a/n- these r quite far apart events!! this is also awful cause i rushed it smmmm!! i have so much school work to do :(

taglist! @bellaonthelow @muchloveforhacker @moonk1ss3d @sturnclouds @christophersgf @ellizzyy @fratbrochrisgf @phoenix062 @pixxiies @conspiracy-ash @blahbel668 @monroesturnns @gwennybenny @sturnobsessedwh0re @xoxo4chriss @pixie-sticks-are-good @wurlibydominicfike @anitahunt @ilusa @mattstrombolii

[echoofadream]

WRITE A PART 4 I BEG YOU.

Your favorite patient...

Part 4

Summary: your slave has been a very good boy lately and you decide it's time for a reward

Contains: sub!male! yandere, AFAB!dom!reader(no gender specified), smut, master/slave dynamic, fingering(m!receiving), pegging, praise, degradation, breeding kink

Short note: thank you guys so much for all your support! I really appreciate it!❤️

"What have you done today, baby?" you ask, a smile on your face as you look at the kneeling man in front of you.

"I did the chores, the laundry, I restocked the fridge and I made dinner!" the man answers, eyes full of love and adoration slightly pleading for praise.

You start caressing his cheek and he leans into your touch letting out a contented sound. "And about your body, love? What have you done to keep it beautiful for me?"

He blushes at your question and slightly averts his gaze. "I shaved... everything. And applied soothing lotion...and also used a scrub before you arrived to make sure my skin is perfect for you. I did that after the shower, of course...then a face mask. And...I think that's all"

"Have you touched yourself?" he almost jumps at your sudden question, his eyes filling with apprehension. You chuckle and pinch his cheek hard until he lets out a whine.

"Haven't...only you can..." he whispers.

"Louder, baby and I want you to tell me why only I can"

He lets out an almost inaudible whimper. "You own me...I'm yours...my pleasure belongs to you..."

"That's a good boy" you praise and rub the red spot on his cheek with your thumb. "I think you deserve a reward, sweet thing"

His eyes light up at your words and he starts nodding frantically. "Yes yes yes yes please...yes please...I've been good..."

"Patience, baby" you say and pat his head. He leans into your touch, his body moving towards your hand as soon as you pull it away, eager to feel more of it. You pat the spot on the bed next to you and he basically jumps on the mattress like an obedient puppy. You get up and spread his legs, feeling the man squirm under your touch.

"Mhmm~ what are you gonna do?" he whimpers, big pleading eyes staring right at you. He was laying on his back, arms above his head and legs spread, looking like a piece of art you were impatient to devour yourself.

Your hands slip under his shirt and grope his chest, earning you a moan from your slave. He arches his back, trying to get more of your arousing touches. Before he even realized it, his shirt was on the floor and so were his pants. He lets out a trembling sigh as your hand starts caressing his bulge, your thumb slightly rubbing over his clothed tip.

"Ahh~ ...mhm doctor~ pleaseeee..."

"What is it you need, baby? Hm?" you ask with a heart warming smile on your face that made him weaker than he already was for you.

He blushes and looks away from you, squeezing his eyes shut. Your fingers start playing with the hem of his boxers, threatening to take them off and expose his hard cock. "I thought you were a good boy who deserves a reward, darling. Was I wrong? Are you naughty?" you ask him teasingly.

"No no no" he starts, shaking his head. "I'm a good boy....'m your good boy. I need uhm...I..." He looks at you, eyes filled with tears. Poor boy was so embarrassed about telling you this. Wasn't he so adorable?

"Need...cock...please" he whispers, letting out a whimper as soon as he finishes his words. You chuckle and stroke his thigh lovingly. "Mhm...don't laugh doctor!" he whines, a pout forming on his face which only makes you the more amused.

"Don't worry, baby. I'll give you what you want. How does that sound, sweet boy?" you ask. His face lights up and his hips thrust upwards slightly. You take his boxers off, causing him to let out a moan when his hard dick slaps against his lower stomach, precum sticking to his skin.

You get up from the bed and he whimpers when he sees you open the toy drawer. You grab the harness and his favorite dildo (a pink one with a huge tip, long but not too thick) and you start fastening the belts around your hips.

Soon enough he's already shivering from the touch of the cold lube against his sensitive hole, your fingers skillfully prepping him for the strap. "Mhm~ please..." he begs, giving you those adorable puppy eyes that, combined to the flush on his cheeks and the slight tremble of his lower lip, made you wanna fuck him then and there and forget about this procedure. But you couldn't. You couldn't fathom hurting him.

"Patience baby...we need to stretch you out good for my cock, okay sweetheart?" He nods at your reassuring words, taking deep breaths trying to calm himself down. His dick twitches, his arousal sliding down his length and reaching your fingers, adding to the lubrication.

Once he gets used to your fingers you curl them oh so deliciously inside him and press on his prostate, making him let out a loud whimper. "Ahh~ not so...ngh hard...pleaseee~"

"Oh, did I press too hard, sweet boy? Forgive me" you apologize to the man under you who looked more like a mindless pile of mush than an actual human being. God he was so pretty...You just wanted to hold him in your arms and care for him for all eternity, make him yours, make him yours, make him-

"Ngh-ahh ahh~ f-ahh doctor...!" he moans when he feels the pink fat tip of the dildo penetrate his hole.

"You're so pretty like this, baby" you tell him as you thrust inside him, the toy hitting his soft spot, making his eyes roll in the back of his head. His legs wrap around your waist and pull you towards him in a desperate attempt to feel more of you.

"More ngh~ more! Fuck me~ ahh ahh AHH~...!" And you can't argue with that. He was too fucking perfect. So desperate for you, so slutty for you, so pretty, yours, only yours. You keep fucking him just like he asked, pressing on his lower stomach to feel how deep inside him your toy went and oh god why wasn't it real? Why was life so unfair that you couldn't feel your sweet boy's walls wrap around your cock?

You hated that thought and out of anger and frustration you kept going harder. The bed was creaking, you could feel it underneath you, but his moans and whimpers were the only sound which could be heard in your apartment. You were sure the neighbors will complain again. Fuck the neighbors. All the hatred you had for them, all the hatred you had for every single thing that had made you pissed, you were taking it out on this poor boy's prostate and he was loving every second of it.

"Ahh~ ahh... ngh- plea- more nee-... cock"

"Yeah?" you try to ask him breathlessly. "You like it when my cock fills you up so good? Fucking slut! My slut! Mine mine mine"

"Ahh ngh-ahh wan- ...cum inside...me~ pleaseee"

"You want me to fill you up?" He nods frantically as you ask him this, trying to cover the sounds he was making with your words. "You want me to breed you? Want me to stuff you full of my cum?"

"Yesyesyesyesyes!! Pleaseeee~.....!!"

You didn't even care that it was impossible to get him pregnant. None of you cared about that. You were too lost in the moment.

Before your hand even gets its chance to grab his cock and stroke it, he arches his back and cums all over his stomach and chest. You slower your pace, helping him get down from his high.

"You did great, baby..." you tell him as you slowly slide your strap out of him. He whines a little when he feels you removing it from inside him.

"Mhm doctor...thank you~...I...I love you..."

You look at him with the most loving smile he's ever seen, the most love filled eyes. You caress his cheek gently as you speak.

"I love you too..."

Thank you for reading this and I hope you enjoyed it! You can send me requests for what you want me to write about in the future (this series or anything else)❤️

[taintedcigs]

— hardest of hearts

“darling heart, I loved you from the start. but you'll never know what a fool I've been.” ‹‹ — florence + the machine, hardest of hearts.

pairing: steve harrington x f!reader

summary: jealousy has never been your strongest suit. you realize that even better when you see steve and nancy in close proximity. based on this prompt by @dumplingsjinson (wc: 1.6k+)

warnings: just absolute fluff, maybe tiny angst, and making out, they kinda go hard at it for no reason, this is just an excuse for me to ramble abt how pretty steve is bye.

author's note: ohh if u want pls listen to hardest of hearts by florence + the machine when u r reading!! luv that song <3 and again. ignore the corny summary and i didnt proof-read and wrote this shitty thing in 30 mins yada yada!!! based on this amazing request i got from my lolo bean angel @lofaewrites i hope u like it MWAHHHHH!!!!

pleaseeee reblog to support me. ty!! mwah.

Jealousy.

That ugly feeling clawed at your insides, consuming you whole, bringing out the worst in you and you knew it, yet you couldn't help it. Finding yourself powerless against its caging grip.

The venomous glare you threw at the two of them surely had to burn off Steve's back, but they remained rooted to their spot, talking about whatever the fuck, while Nancy lingered far too close to him for your liking.

Her curls danced in the dim light, swaying with each infectious giggle that escaped her lips at his jokes. The sight of her head thrown back in mirth only made your blood boil more with it.

You wondered what the fuck was so funny that he felt compelled to whisper to her, the sight of them so close to each other had your entire body feeling hot, an ugly feeling consuming you whole. The fragile porcelain filled with alcohol threatened to break under your harsh grip.

And of course, you couldn't help the way you act entirely unreasonable when he comes back to the booth.

Cold, a total raging bitch, your mouth feeling hot the more you snapped at him. And he knew, he knew the exact reason for your attitude. Yet, he couldn't help but find it adorable. How your lips downturn as you scoff at him, just because you're jealous.

You storm out to catch your breath and get some cold air, his footsteps fall into sync behind you, because he can see right through the facade you desperately clung to, see the way your doe eyes flash hurt, thick lashes hiding your disappointment behind the anger.

You lean against the brick wall of the bar, the chilly Hawkins air seeping through the fabric of your coat, almost enough to calm you down before you can hear Steve's hesitant footsteps as he closes the distance between you.

He's making you so pathetic.

The concern in his eyes mirrors the ache in your chest, gaze searching yours for answers you were reluctant to give.

"Is something wrong?" He asked, tone merely honey-glazed.

He didn't let you answer, instead following up with a, "Or are you just... jealous?" That stupid smirk lingers on his lips, making your insides gooey, while you wore that scowl as your mask.

"What?" You scoffed, playing dumb, as you crossed your arms against your chest, almost to protect your feelings.

"Oh my god, you so are," he teases, that damned smirk stretching his mouth into a full grin, reaching all the way to his eyes, causing them to crinkle, so pretty that you are melting all over.

"Shut up, Harrington," you murmur, heat spreading across your cheeks, gaze unable to avoid him. Pools of warm honey-toned brown eyes drawing you in so effortlessly.

"God, do you still not believe me?" He shakes his head with a slight huff, shoulders slumping in defeat.

You know exactly what he's talking about, with the way his brows quirk up, and he tugs at his silky hair in frustration.

Steve told you he liked you. A couple of days ago. But you just scoffed and huffed, rolling your eyes in his face.

You couldn't—more so—you just didn't want to believe it. You thought it was too good to be true.

Couldn't believe that he would want you when he used to be so hung up on Nancy. Blame it on your insecurities, or your attachment issues. Or blame it on the fact that you were scared. So fucking scared.

And you'd rather avoid all of it than have him break your heart. It's unreasonable, but to your idiotic brain, you're being logical.

"H—how do you expect me to when you end up doing shit like this?" Your tone is barely above a whisper, suddenly insecure like you're exposing yourself bare to him. You just need him to convince you. And he knows. He finally knows.

"Like what? Talking to Nancy?" He scoffs, like it's ridiculous. To him it is. That you even can believe the idea that he still thinks about her, when all that invades his mind is you.

"Like talking to your ex, the same ex you were hung up on," you reply back bitterly, words burning your tongue as they barely roll off your lips.

He leans in closer to you, almost to make a point. "Were, like you said." He spits in frustration, "past fucking tense. I moved on, so long ago. You know that."

"And she just said hi, as a friend. Nothing more," he enunciates it carefully and would explain that to you all goddamn night, if it meant it would wash your worries away, he meant every word he said to you. He didn't care about Nancy. It was you. And from now on, it was only going to be you.

You were desperate, so desperate to not show him your true feelings, but of course he could see right through you. "Maybe, maybe she did, but-"

He groans, not even caring that he's interrupting you. "There's no fucking buts, sweetheart, I told you, told you that I fucking liked you, that I wanted you, why do you insist on trying to push me away?"

You gulp when you notice how he has you caged against the textured walls, your back hitting the bricks with a soft thud, his breath flushing your already heated cheeks. "I don't—"

"What part of ‘I want you, and only you’ do you not understand?” His words are harsh, not in a rude way, only to get it through your thick skull. Show you how much you actually mean to him.

Rough hands end at your side, that annoying strand of hair falling to his thick lashes, making him look so pretty that you just want his hot mouth on yours. "There is no one else for me but you, and even you can't fucking change my mind, yeah?"

"I don't give a fuck about any other girl unless they're you." Words fall like silk from his lips, and they are heavenly to your ears, blinking quickly to process all of it.

And he enjoys it, sees the way your gaze glimmers, cheeks adorned with a sudden warmth as you give him those doe-eyes that make him want to crumble into you, fully.

You nod dumbfoundedly, almost to let him know that you finally believe him, and he gives you a soft chuckle, raising his brows "Are you going to let me take you out on that date?"

His caramel hues swirl hypnotizingly as they gaze into you, so alluring paired with the striking moles all over his cheek and neck, making you wanna kiss him all over. "Mhmm," you hardly mumble, too focused on taking all of him in.

He reaches up to touch your cheek, fingers brushing against your skin like feather, soft but making you flustered nonetheless, the faint scent of his woodsy perfume invading your senses. "Come on, use your words, honey," he coaxes, fingers leaving goosebumps in its wake as you can feel him all over.

"Y-yeah," you faintly mumble, not so confident in your voice when he looks at you all hungrily.

His mouth slightly curves into a bigger grin, leaning in as he whispers "Atta girl," almost making you whimper at his low tone.

You lean closer, urging his mouth to yours. He groans when you sweep your thumb over his jaw, knees giving out at the sound. Soft candy lips brush against yours, so agonizingly slow that the heat unfurls all over your body.

He takes your slight shock as a moment to slide his tongue inside, a sigh of relief escaping your velvety lips. He tastes like beer, and something sweet, kissing you with so much heat that you can't help the way you melt into him, his touch burning everywhere it makes contact with.

He brings you closer, as if that's even possible, bodies pressed against each other, your breasts flush against his hard chest, and you can almost feel his heart hammering inside, rhythm matching yours.

His cherry-pout mouth suckles at your bottom lip, slight stubble brushes against your chin, and fuck, you want him, so much so that you let out a low whine.

You want to continue. Desire runs through your body like wildfire, burning him with you, but once you hear the honks of the busy street, the realization of where the fuck the two of you are hits you, and only then you break the kiss.

Standing outside of a bar, kissing like two horny idiots, a pretty giggle escapes your lips when you meet his dreamy gaze again, his hues resembling mostly black now, both sets of pupils blown wide. Passion radiates from both of you.

"Was that enough to prove to you that I really, really, really like you, sweetheart?" He asks with a pretty grin, lips all puffy and smudged with your gloss, earning more hearty giggles and a nod from you.

"Or do you need to kiss me in front of her? Get all territorial?" He asks with a slight tilt of his head, brows raised all teasingly, that smirk returning like it ever left, making you huff.

You elbow him playfully before you fist his shirt, bringing him in much more close proximity, again. "Shut up and kiss me again, Harrington."

[syluslnd]

Sylus x reader who has an addiction to gachapon machines pleaseeee :D

I just used those machines for the first time ever and got 2 food shaped squishy toys and i fear this is now the start of a new addiction 😫 but they were so cute,

i ended up getting the same toy twice though :( so i gave on to my younger brother,

I can imagine Sylus laughing at reader whenever she gets duplicates and she gets frustrated, then runs out of money and gives him the puppy eyes 🥺 and doesn’t stop until she gets the toy she wants

“more money pls”

THX U THX U

when you’re addicted to gachapon machines

The sound of coins clinking into the gachapon machine was practically music to your ears. You clutched the handle, ready to twist it with all the determination of a seasoned treasure hunter. Sylus stood beside you, arms folded, one brow raised as he watched you with a mix of amusement and affection.

“Alright, sweetie” he drawled, his voice teasing. “This is, what, your fifth try now? Or is it sixth?”

You pouted, glancing up at him with big, pleading eyes. “It’s just one more, Sylus. I know the hamster is in there somewhere!” With that, you turned the handle, heart pounding as the plastic capsule clattered into the slot.

You held your breath, twisting open the capsule to reveal…yet another tiny, identical dog. “Nooo!” you groaned, staring at the little figurine in disbelief. “Why do I keep getting this dog?! I could build an entire army of these by now!”

Sylus chuckled, plucking the duplicate from your hand to inspect it. “Looks like it’s fate, kitten. Maybe you’re just meant to have a whole pack.”

“But I don’t want a pack” you protested, giving him your best pout. “I want the cute hamster with the sunflower seed! It’s the only one I don’t have yet.”

Sylus looked at you for a long moment, his gaze warm, and then he let out a low, amused sigh. “Alright, alright, show me those puppy eyes one more time, kitten. Let’s see if I can resist.”

You lit up immediately, widening your eyes, giving him the sweetest, most innocent look you could muster. Sylus cracked a smile, shaking his head as he reached into his pocket and handed you another handful of coins.

“I swear, you’re going to bankrupt me at this rate” he teased, but there was no mistaking the fondness in his tone.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” you sang, taking the coins and happily dropping them into the machine. You turned the handle with renewed hope, anticipation bubbling up inside you as another capsule rolled into the slot.

With bated breath, you cracked it open. Another dog. Your mouth fell open, and you held up the tiny figure for Sylus to see, as if in disbelief. “Sylus, it’s the same dog. Again!”

He laughed, leaning in to press a quick kiss to your forehead. “Maybe it’s a sign that you need to adopt a real dog, sweetie” he said, smirking. “Or maybe the hamster just doesn’t want to be found.”

You shot him a mock glare, but there was no hiding the laughter in your eyes. “The hamster is in there. I just know it. One more time, please?”

Sylus gave you a look that was equal parts amused and exasperated but he didn’t hesitate, pulling out his wallet with a sigh. “You’re lucky you’re adorable” he murmured, handing you yet another handful of coins. “I’ve never seen anyone look this happy about gachapon toys before.”

You beamed, dropping the coins into the machine with renewed determination. This time, you closed your eyes, turning the handle and making a silent wish. “Please, please, please” you muttered, almost as if the universe might hear you.

When the capsule clattered into the slot, you took a deep breath, hands trembling as you opened it and there, finally, sat the tiny hamster with the sunflower seed, looking as cute as ever.

“Sylus!” you squealed, holding it up in triumph. “I got it! Look!”

His smile widened and he reached out, gently ruffling your hair. “Well, would you look at that” he said, voice laced with genuine amusement. “All that for a tiny hamster.”

You looked at him, beaming, hugging the little figurine close to your chest. “Totally worth it” you said, unable to contain your happiness. “Thank you, Sylus. I couldn’t have done it without you.”

He chuckled, slipping his arm around your shoulders. “As long as it makes you happy, kitten” he replied softly, pressing a quick kiss to your temple. “Besides, I kind of like seeing you all excited over something so… cute.”

You grinned, leaning into him as you tucked the hamster safely into your pocket, feeling perfectly content and Sylus, even with all his teasing, looked as happy as you’d ever seen him, like spoiling you was worth every single coin.

[shayasay]

How they kiss you P2

Tbhk males! Ft. Tsukasa, Teru and Akane!

Note: all characters are aged up (which means 18+!) don’t worry and I’m not gonna tell minors to not read because let’s be honest, it doesn’t stop them. So enjoy!

Tsukasa

- Will kiss with tongue

- Will in fact kiss you even if people are around

- He would definitely make out with you no matter where you guys are or who is there

- He loves cupping your cheeks while kissing you

- Loves to pull you onto his lap while kissing

- Will sometimes kiss you during class so you have to hide your face behind a book or something

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He’s a ghost so people can’t see him and he decided to take advantage of this, one day she you were in class minding your own business he just randomly pops up and full blown makes out with you. Pushing his tongue in your mouth, eyes fully open and staring at the droll falling from the side of your mouth before looking back at you and then pulls away from you leaving you breathless. (Nobody was there dw!)

- You knocked him upside the head.

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- Loves to kiss you after he does something creepy, like he could be staring at you creepily from so far away n then pop up behind you n kisses you

- “TSUKASA WHAT THE FU-“

- “Hm?” *kiss* “what were you saying?”

- “N-Nothing n-nevermind.”

- “Okayyy! Awww someone’s blushing!”

Teru

- Kisses you with and without tongue, tongue if he wants to have you breathless and without if it’s a simple quick smooch!

- His brother has caught him and you so many times that atp it’s just normal

- “Why in the kitchen Teru???”

- “Um..I uhhh…”

- Will in fact give you a kiss when he’s gonna do some fighting

- loves kissing your cheek

- Adores cupping your face while kissing

- Doesn’t put you on his lap but will sit beside you and cup your face while kissing

- Like his brother, doesn’t care if either of you are sweaty he wants a kiss.

- Won’t pout if he doesn’t get a kiss but will be clingy

- Will kiss your forehead, head, hand and cheek

- Will actually kiss you so much if you almost die during battle

- “D…Don’t do that ever again, okay?..”

- he nearly lost his heart.

Akane

- Is really affectionate

- Will kiss you anywhere and anyhow

- Doesn’t mind if you sit on his lap

- cups your cheeks while kissing

- Will put his hand/hands on your hips while kissing

- Teru has definitely caught him making out with you more then once

- “Are you two…” “No.”

- And he just stares as Teru while Teru giggles his ass off

- Will sometimes kiss you behind the staircase at school

- Kisses you basically everyday more then once because he’s really affectionate

- he totally would drag you somewhere just to make out

- like the back of the stairs, rooftop, janitors closet etc etc

- is the type of person to pout when you say no to giving him a kiss

- “Y/n pleaseeee! 🙏” “No Akane.” “PLEASEEEEEEE” *sigh* “fine.”

- all in all he’s head over heels for you and loves your kisses

As mentioned above all characters are 18+ so don’t attack me ty and don’t be afraid to request a character/characters from a fandom I’ll write it!

Mwah! <3

[charmedbystars]

what a baby (e-1610 miles x reader)

pairing: e-1610 miles x reader

summary: you find out miles is a big baby when it comes to tweezers.

content: no warnings!

a/n: i've been having so much going on but also no motivation lately ughdfjalf

it was saturday so the both of you didn’t have to succumb to your respective dorms, choosing to hang out with your boyfriend in his room was how you guys decided to spend your day. miles’ mom was home so the door was cracked open slightly and you guys were just laying on his bed with a good distance between you two (just in case rio walked by). 

there was really nothing to do. it was raining outside and you were both bored out of your minds. you guys were tired of watching movies all the time. you both also didn’t wanna go out. neither of you had anything going on either as you have already told him of the tea within your friend group during lunch between the week. so there wasn’t anything up with you guys really. 

miles sighed once more before flopping on his bed again, purposely smacking his hand on your face to annoy you. quickly moving his hands from your face with a gasp, “boy, do not touch my face with your dirty hands. i’m gonna break out because of you and my skin has been poppin off lately”

the boy simply rolled his eyes before rolling his body over to you, simply not caring whether his mom walked by or not. the boredom at this point made his mind think that even getting yelled at by his mom would be fun.

his head now on your lap, looking up at you and you looking down on him caused you to take a double-take. there was nothing wrong with your boyfriend’s face, it was just adorable and he was a pretty boy. most of the baby fat was gone from his face and his skin was smooth, but something caught your eye. 

now, miles’ eyebrows were near perfect. they were thick, dark, and had a nice arch to them. their natural shape is perfectly fine, but now having your boyfriend’s face up close, you noticed some stray hairs below the arch and tail of the eyebrow. immediately, an idea popped into your head. 

“miles,” you said. he just hummed back. “ask your mom if she has tweezers, pleaseeee,” you asked, stretching out the words. he gave you a furrowed look with the same eyebrows you were just inspecting. before he could spit out a why, you interrupted him with a, “just ask. don’t question it.”

groaning to get up, he asked his mom and hearing a confirmation from her and some rummaging. not even a minute later, miles comes back walking into the room with a pair of handy-dandy tweezers. patting your lap again so he could lay his head on it, he followed and rested his head. 

miles is always clueless, so of course he thought the tweezers were for you. so when you reached down to stretch the skin along his eyebrows, he quickly started back-tracking, “wait wait wait… this ain’t for me.” 

nodding your head, “miles c’monnn, it’s super quick. you’ll just feel a pinch, i promise.”

un-furrowing his eyebrows, he closed his eyes and settled, deciding to just go with your shenanigans. 

right as he settled, he jolted up feeling a pull against his skin, almost hitting his head against your own. hand quickly going to coddle his face. “y/n! are you trynna kill me?” he exclaimed. 

you just shook your head and rolled your eyes, “miles, you’re such a baby. i do this all the time,”

“you’re a masochist,”

“miles, lay back down and lemme finish,” and right as you said that, he jumped up off the bed and ran out. you ran after him with tweezers in hand. 

turning to a goose-chase around the morales’ household was not a good idea, especially when rio popped out from the kitchen demanding what’s all the ruckus. miles’ being a total momma’s boy, ran and hid behind rio. 

pointing over at you and yelling out, “she’s trying to kill me!”

rio looked over at you, raising an eyebrow. you simply waved the tweezers, showing her what he means. rio turns around and lightly taps miles upside the head, “no seas tan bobo, dale” (don’t be such a dunce, go). 

throwing his head back and letting out a long “fiineeee”, you guys returned to his room and settled to the position that you guys were in before. reaching down to grab his face, he suddenly moved his head to the side. raising an eyebrow before trying again to grab his face, he shifted his head again. 

“oh i see how it is..” you said. 

shifting again, he dug his head into your stomach. “i love you so much, but i can’t go through that again,” he tried saying but it just came out incoherent to you, his face against your stomach making everything muffled. 

playing with his hair, you leaned back against the headboard, “whatever.”

coming up to give you a kiss, miles kissed you all over. wet smooches were felt all over your face. he leaned back and gave you a smile, “i love you so much.”

“yeah, yeah, next time we’ll wax them,”

“okay baby,”

“WAIT WHAT?!”