#send asks for me to wake up to pleaseeeee

[bittsandpieces]

[danikamariewrites]

hi i absolutely love your writing, like i go through ur page everyday, like i have my notifications on so everytime you post i click so fast 😩🤞like you’re a celebrity in my eyes and i get so giddy when you post.

I think i sent in a req w feysand x reader where they’re on the battlefield. They’re in formation and standing ready to attack. Reader sacrifices herself by using a hidden power that no one knows about, she rivals even rhysands power and no one expected her to have this much power. she winnows closer to their enemies and rhys and feyre screams for her to run back or get away. Reader looks at them with sorrow, love and determination a last time and let’s her power loose, oblitirating all of the enemies before the war even starts. By some miracle she survives but is so close to death and nesta saves her. Reader is unconcious for almost a week before she wakes up and they all talk and reunite, angst to fluff pleaseeeee🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

i don’t remember if i sent this in or if i’m bugging out but pls ignore if I already did🧎‍♀️❤️

Sacrifice

Feysand x reader

A/n: thank you anon, ur literally going to make me cry and boost my ego plz 😭🥹 I hope you like the fic

Warnings: angst, near death experience, fluff at the end

You heard Cassian calling for soldiers to fall in formation. Taking a deep breath you exit the tent you share with Feyre and Rhys. Your mates. Tears line your eyes as you think about this morning with them. How you’ll never see them again.

You send a prayer to the Mother, begging her to watch over them when your gone. You thought back to your conversation with Nesta last night.

“If something goes wrong I need you to help contain it.” Nesta shook her head in disbelief at your words. “Why have you never told anyone about your powers?” “I never had it under control. I pushed them down all my life but I think I can take them out.” The look Nesta gave you would send a normal person running. But you knew deep down that look meant she was scared for you.

“Y/n, what do I even tell them if they ask about your powers?” “I don’t know. I won’t ask you to lie for me. Can you tell them I love them, and that I’m sorry.” Nesta flings her arms around your neck, squeezing you to her body. “Just try. Try to live.” “I will.” You whispered against her chest.

You watch the soldiers hurrying to get in line on the ground and in the sky. Cassian’s red siphons glinted in the sunlight as you smiled sadly at him. Besides your mates and Nesta you’d miss Cassian the most. You two always had the best inside jokes.

You kneel on ground outside the tent, unsheathing your sword from your back and unlatch your shield. Lifting your sword you drive it into the hard earth and hang your shield from the hilt. You’re not going to need it. Besides, Rhys and Feyre would want to have it.

Making yourself unseen you weave in and out of the lines of soldiers until you make it to the front where your mates won’t see you. You stare down the line at them. They look so stoic and determined. They’ll get through this, they’ll win this war like they have before.

First is the magic. You let both sides do their thing, watching the world around you rumble with warring powers. The enemy side starts to slowly advance. Now is your opportunity.

You winnow to the middle of the battlefield. Rhys is banging on your mental shields, “What do you think you’re doing!” Slamming your sheilds up you push him out. The opposing side starts to run at you. Feyre let’s out a blood curdling scream and Rhys grabs her by the waist, keeping Feyre from running to you.

Turning to face them you see their distraught faces. You give them one last smile, sending love and adoration down the bond. You turn back to the army now sprinting at you. Digging your feet into the dirt you hold your hands out by your sides.

Closing your eyes you dove deep down into your power. You have been building it up for a year for this exact moment. To wipe what was left of Koschei and Hybern from Prythian. To show General Morgana she has nothing left but a useless cause.

A silvery-purple light flecked with swirls of night shine from your palms, then radiating from your entire body. You didn’t let go until the first soldiers were steps away. Realizing the mistake they made. The ground shook causing the soldiers to collapse but you stayed standing.

Locking eyes with General Morgana you saw her face contorted in shock and panic. You smirked at her. You let your power rip from your body. Violet night consumed the soldiers, ripping them limb from limb until they were nothing but ash on the wind.

You threw your power out as far as you could. Decimating more half of Morgana’s army. Good. Your mates would live.

Your power slowly faded around you. The beautifully grim night falling with you. You couldn’t feel anything. Not even the numbness that you were sure was taking over your limbs. All you knew was that you were falling. The trip to the ground beneath you feeling endless.

As your head bounced the last thing you saw was all out war, then nothing.

—

When the fighting was over Nesta was the first one off the battlefield. She came flying into your tent scaring the shit out of two young healers. They tried to ask Nesta to leave and she responded by basically growling. The poor females backed off letting Nesta kneel by your cot.

Madja’s apprentice, Adria, glared at Nesta over your body. Her signal to let Nesta explain what she was doing in here scaring her healers. “I can help.” Adria nodded.

Nesta laid her hands on your stomach, summoning her silver flames. Days ago the two of you discovered your magics complimented each other. Nesta could balance out your chaos. She felt your magic calming as soon as hers touched it.

Your shallow breaths changed to even one’s as your chest started visibly moving. Nesta let out a sigh of relief as she felt you come back from the brink of death. She slumped back on the floor and Adria announced that you were stable.

Feyre and Rhys shoved the tent flaps open, storming in ready to demand answers. Once they noticed the calm atmosphere Rhys immediately went to Adria asking her what was going on.

“She’s stable but won’t be up for some time. Y/n will need lots of rest given the amount of power she used. And you can thank Nesta, without her it would’ve taken us double the time to save her.” Feyre looked at her sister. Nesta didn’t know if she should be offended or not by the look of shock Feyre gave her.

Within the hour you were moved back to your room in the House of Wind. It was eight days by the time you finally woke up. Rhys and Feyre had tried to stay with you the whole time but they were needed around the city and dragged off to meetings on other courts.

Your eyes slowl6 blinked open as you took in the familiar sun lit room. Nuala entered with a tray in her hand dropping it immediately when she saw you sitting up. Soundlessly she ran off to alert Rhys and Feyre.

Minutes later you heard thundering footsteps racing down the hall. Your mates came to halt in the open doorway, silver lining their eyes. Without thinking Feyre launched herself at you, practically laying on top of you as she embraced you.

“You idiot! You stupid, stupid idiot! I’m so happy you’re awake!” She pulled back from you to look at your face. Hers looked like she hadn’t slept in days, worry lining her beautiful features. “Please never do that again. I don’t want to lose you,” Feyre quietly pleaded with you.

“Never,” you whispered. Rhys came into view, plopping down next to you in bed laying a smacking kiss on your cheek. Exhaustion was clear in his face as well. “Not to dampen the mood but we are going to have to talk about your powers.” Feyre smacked his arm. “Can you not kill the mood for five minutes?”

You giggled at your mates arguing. Using all your strength you snaked your arms around Feyre’s waist. Showing her it was ok to put her weight on you. Rhys ran his fingers through your hair and rested his lips on your forehead. Feyre tucked her face into your neck as you all sat in comfortable silence.

You’d have to thank Nesta when you were eventually allowed out of bed. This is just the start of their doting and mother hening. You didn’t mind though. You were just happy that you could be here to be doted on by your mates.

[cadmusfly]

can i cheat and request lannap too pleaseeeee

“Are you absolutely sure that you aren’t going to just fall over again,” Lannes asked, forgetting to actually turn his statement into a proper question under the weight of exasperated concern. “We’ll be looking at the field, all the men will see you on your horse and you’ll just fucking topple over like a drunkard at a whorehouse, and then where would we be?”

“I am quite fine, my dear friend! You do not need to mother me.”

Napoleon tried to stand up again, but Lannes pushed him back down, roughly. “At least wait until Roustam’s got the eggs cooked, you idiot,” he said. “And you are an idiot of an emperor.”

“You did not need to send for the other marshals, Lannes. Simply sending for Larrey would have sufficed.”

“And they wouldn’t have been suspicious about why the doc had to be pulled away from whatever the shit he’s doing? At least if you banged your head I could get them to help me drag your limp arse to him.” Lannes suddenly let out a bark of laughter. “And then! If you didn’t wake up, we could’ve put you on your horse tomorrow, get someone to sit behind you, move your arms about like a puppet, fuck, it’d be great!”

“Somehow, I do not trust you, Lannes, to portray me correctly,” Napoleon said. “I am inimitable! You would place such crude language in my mouth and fill the Tuileries with sheep.”

“That would be a vast improvement, you gotta admit!”

But Lannes was thinking, fuck, he wouldn’t know what to do if Napoleon actually was sick, or lost consciousness, or fuckin’ died. The thought of such a thing happening ached.

“Don’t you dare die on me, though,” Lannes added. “You’d break my heart, and then I’d have to storm the gates of wherever the fuck you ended up.”

“And you’d cause such a huge mess, I would need to admonish you, and the strength of such would bring me back to life!”

The eggs were ready now.

And what Lannes might have said next but never did was-

“I’ll have to be your advance guard into hell, then.”

[ Probably takes place after the Lannes Offers Napoleon An Egg In This Trying Time scene in the 2002 miniseries! And it is absolutely not cheating I am enjoying writing these! Thank you! Not sure how good the internet will continue to be though lol but I am having fun ]

[betterkindofbestfriend]

pleaseeeee send messages and asks for me to wake up to 🥺

[tulip-room]

HI TULIP <3 tell me all about semikai <333 all the lore pleaseeeee

pre relationship: 1&6

gen: 4&5

love: 2,3&10

happy self shipping!

AVE MY LOVE <3333 I will gladly tell you all about SemiKai <3333 thank you for creating it in the first place lol. THANK YOU FOR SENDING IN THE ASK <3333

pre-relationship: 1. How did they meet?

Yes I will be stealing from OSD. No I am not sorry about it, it is cannon to the Semikai lore now <3

we met at one of his shows :) I had listened to their music for a while and saw that his band was doing a concert near me. When he was wondering around the venue I just gushed to him about how much I loved his music and we exchanged numbers to talk more about music <3

pre-relationship: 6. What was the “flirting stage” like?

Okay, so we all know I’m a hopeless flirt. Like I don’t even mean to most of the time lol. But it was a lot of “My love, can we do this?” And I would put my hand on his arm and show him “date” videos. There was also a lot of “us!” Texts sent to each other.

Gen: 4. Were they each other’s first anything?

Ave…I’m gonna have to tag this so minors can’t see omg. As some may know. I’m asexual, I know it’s shocking for how much smut is laced into this blog. But I am, and I feel a little insecure about it sometimes </3 in this universe Semikai is end game <333 so- he was my first time 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🫣🫣🫣 other than that though we met a little later in life so I already had my first kiss </3 he promises to be my last though :)

Gen: 5. What is the height difference? Age difference? Do either matter to them?

Alrighty so. If we’re going off canon to hq ages he’s much older than me but we’re not going that so <3

height difference: oh lord. I’m 5’ 1 maybe 5’ 2 (on a good day </3) and he’s 5’ 10 almost 5’ 11 not the worst height difference lol

age difference in this universe: 2 years :)

I don’t think either matter. I mean if we met in hs she would matter but since we met later and were both adults I don’t think there’s reason to care <3

Love: 2. What are their primary love languages?

okay so I’m kinda a jack of all trades if you will. I like all love languages- I think my top ones would have to be quality time and physical touch though. Idk I just like spending time with people and holding them. his: quality time, words of affirmation.

Love: 3. Who uses cheesy pick up lines, or does corny gestures?

Me. It’s 100% me. Semi surprises me though and throws a cheesy pickup line in there every once in a while <333

Love: 10. What do they like best about each other?

What I like about him: I want to use the cop out answer of everything but I’ll give you actual answers ig. I like his eyes and hands. Idk eyes are just pretty like maybe it’s because I draw or smth but I could look at pretty eyes all day. His hands? I could say depraved things but that’s not the reason, they’re perfect for holding. They’re there when I need something to anchor me. A gentle reminder that I’m not alone.

What he likes about me: Also my eyes (that’s like the first compliment anyone gives me lol). He says that they’re kind and that’s why he likes them. He likes my voice, when I’m just waking up and I’m all groggy. When I’m singing with him in the car. When I’m talking to him about any and everything. He liked hearing me, my voice calms him down.

[lilliancdoodles]

Adding my fic recs to this!! It's just a copy paste from my pinned so if you've already looked there welp, nothing new. I've read all but one of the ones from Sols list so, gonna read the one I haven't read yet, and heres mine (some are the same). And the first is by Sol themself and you can't stop me I love it >:).

Burnt Espresso (by solsays.) - Modern AU slow burn FitPac fic that I ADORE. It's on going and super good. It flips between Fit and Pac's pov on the chapters, so Chapter 1 is from Pac's pov; Chapter 2 is from Fits, so on and so forth. I love the world and the way the characters interact!! It just AAAAAA. I love it. Go read it.

One Like You (By @/massivewaffle) - Also a Modern Au slowburn FitPac fic. IT'S SO GOOD. RAMON AND PAC'S RELATIONSHIP MEANS EVERYTHING TO ME!! And there's this one scene in Fit's gym where Tina, Etoiles, and Foolish were all talking/ arguing and it was so accurate I could hear it in their voices. The whole fic is amazing, Fit and Pac's respect for each other- I just *muwah* On going and amazing read. (also with the last update its almost 100k words :D )

I don't want to be this kind of animal anymore (By @/tastytoastz) - A six chapter fic of Fit grappling with his 2b2t past and what that means for his feelings/relationship towards Pac. It's super good, love every second of it. AMAZING headcannons (that while writing became cannon so pog) All the love!

Ask me to bare my throat, and i'll show you where to put the knife (also by tastytoastz) - One shot fic of Fit and Pac exchanging Promise Rings and a similar 2b2t tradition. It's super cute and I love it so much.

Promise? (also by tastytoastz. Listen I can't put everything by Toast but if you have the time check out all of their work I love it all) - One shot fic where Fit was around to help Pac recover after the Risus Potion. It's a really good fic and if I could make it cannon I would. (minor warning Forever is mentioned at the beginning of this fic, but only a little and he doesn't come up again. If you can get past it I HIGHLY recommend)

Life is like the ocean, it goes up and down (surprise surprise another tastytoastz work what can I say) - A mermaid AU fic where Fit is a mer and gets captured with Ramon. Pac eventually finds them and wants to help. It's an on going fic with only two chapters so I can't provide much of a summary without spoiling, but go read it. The federation makes my blood boil in this fic it's so good. Im really excited for more chapters!! (Again just read anything by tastytoastz)

flash, thunder (you and i are burnt flesh and melted alloy) (By yourfauxentropy) - On going fic where Tubbo has been elected president and after someone tries to assassinate him, sends Sunny with Fit and Pac to a house in the country to keep her safe. This fic is crazy. IT HAS A PLOT. AN ON GOING PLOT THATS HAPPENING AROUND THE SLOW BURN. The plot is so good and the slow burn is so well written. I liked this fic so much more than I thought I would, give it a read!!

Side Effects (By WhyB.) - 7 Chapter completed Fic where Fit got effectively Feeble Mind-ed (It's a dnd spell, look it up) and he's super comfortable around Pac so stays near him while Pac tries to make a cure. It's really cute and sweet and I love the way they interact. <3

Easy (By WhyB) - One shot Au where GreenGayNinga's died during Purgatory and Ramon is left as an orphan so Pac takes care of him. Its AAAAAAAAAA I CAN'T SAY ENOUGH HOW MUCH THEY MEAN TO ME. (Im pretty sure I cried reading this)

Forget-Me-Not (By @/iridescentpull) - Same concept as the above one, but it starts before the eggs wake up. Currently only two chapters, really hope it keeps updating. I KNOW FOR SURE I CRIED READING THIS. AAAAAAA CHAPTER 2 KILLED ME. I WANT IT TO CONTINUE SO BAD PLEASEEEEE.

Cry Little Boy (By random_idka) - One Shot Modern AU where Ramon is upset about Spreen and Fit isn't there so Pac comforts him. Pac and Ramon's relationship means so much to me you have no idea.

don’t know what has inspired me to do this but here is a fic rec list of some of my favorite hideduo fics :] they’re mostly fluff because I choose to ignore the angst of canon

Gen, M/M | hurt/comfort | 4769 words

Fit gets bodied by a creeper and falls down a big hole. Tazercraft are there to save the day! or OR; I got nostalgic about early Hide and Seek Trio so I wrote them during the obsidian armor era (think like july 2023)

M/M | Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Making Out | 5613 words

Fit and Pac spend the day in bed.

Friends With Benefits, Awkward Flirting | 12018 words

Pac and Cellbit are friends with benefits - but Pac falls for Cellbit’s new housemate, Fit.

M/M, Other | driver & bodyguard au, fluff and angst | 12/? ch, 84,520 words

this is the fitmc bodyguard x pac driver au where they take care of sunny, share a house in the country for months and months, and try not to fall in love with each other while technically on the job

M/M | New Years Kiss, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Driver x Bodyguard AU | 6700 words

Fit attends the most anticipated social event of the year for the first time with Pac and Tubbo. Not as a bodyguard this time, but as a guest.

M/M | Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Slow Burn, Christmas Modern AU | 9/9 ch, 37,448 words

When Ramón makes a secret bet with Richarlyson that he could get his dad a date in time for Christmas, Fit and Pac are quickly thrust into a series of "very good friend" shenanigans that force them to reconcile with their growing feelings for one another.

M/M | Modern Bakery AU, Meet-Cute | 11,844 words

Pac falls head-over-heels for the owner of his local bakery.

M/M | Fluff, like 5 AUs | 9132 words

In nearly every universe, Fit and Pac find each other. In some of them, they even get to kiss.

(yes toni I am reccing your fic. it deserves it)

That’s just some of my favorites, always feel free to dm me if you want more recs, and everybody feel free to reblog this with your own recs for whatever ships/platonic pairings :]

[seasonsbloom]

ROMEO with cowboy!hangman prompt “is that my shirt” & “Use your words, baby.” PLEASEEEEE

♡ pairing ; cowboy ! hangman x female!reader

♡ wc ; 740

♡ warnings ; 18+ only, minors do NOT interact; explicit language, semi-public sex, some dirty talk

♡ note ; dime store cowboy universe, but can be read separately. sorry I got carried away. I swear these two have like an exhibitionism kink idk either.

Jake corners you in the hallway to the bathroom.

In the living room, champagne flows freely in golden cascades, bubbles popping in the delicate crystal glasses. People mingle, talk, flirt, act coy. A trickle of music drifts over, a string quartet performing pop hits that tell you the hostess - some girl you loved in high school and barely know now - has watched too much Bridgerton.

It’s dark here, and Jake’s eyes gleam like burning coals. “Is that my shirt?”

You glance down at yourself, even though you know the answer perfectly well. Your heart has jumped up into your throat. 

“Maybe,” you concede and look at him from beneath half-lowered lashes.

This seemed like a great idea earlier. Jake had been so nervous about the whole thing, about trying to fit himself into the mold of your old life for a night, into a world he didn’t know and you no longer recognized. He’d agonized over it - scared people would think he was a hillbilly, scared they’d make fun of him or wouldn’t take him seriously. So earlier, in your hotel room, you’d seen the blue button-down he’d worn on your first date in his suitcase, and you hadn’t even thought twice about it. Had made a snap decision and ran with it.

Now the shirt works as your jacket for the night, fitting over the tight dress you wear beneath. It smells like him, like his cologne and that underlying scent that’s just him. It’s that, mixed with the champagne you had, that sends tingling warmth through you. All that and the way he’s looking at you.

“I would have worn your hat, too,” you say, leaning against the wall, perfectly aware of what you’re doing, “but I don’t think we ever would have made it out the front door.”

Jake gives you a long, hard glance, something burning in his eyes, and then he’s moving.

“Damn straight,” he says, reaching past you to open the door to the bathroom, to push you inside ahead of him. He flicks on the switch, and the fluorescents flutter to life, then locks the door.

His hand spreads wide and heavy on your stomach as he presses you backward. You go willingly, without breaking eye contact even for a second, your heart racing and your mouth dry. Your back hits the marble of the sink.

Jake is watching you so intently your breath catches somewhere in your throat. Your brain starts fizzling out around the edges.

“You trying to rile me up?” he asks. His fingers travel from your stomach up your torso, between your breasts, then hit the planes of exposed skin on your chest. Goosebumps rise in the wake of his touch, your pulse jumps when he presses his thumb into the dip between your clavicles. “Is that what this is, sugar?”

“No,” you whisper, because you weren’t. Honest. Quite the opposite, you were trying to put him at ease. That’s what you want to tell him, want to explain, but Jake’s leg parts your thighs, presses against your core at the same time that his lips find the side of your jaw, and words elude you.

“If I put my hand in your panties now,” he whispers against your skin, his mouth parting and his breath hot, the rasp of his beard sending shockwaves down your spine, “I bet you’d be dripping for me already, wouldn’t you?”

You whimper, press yourself more firmly against his thigh, chasing the relief of pressure against your clit. At this point, you’re barely registering his words anymore, head spinning, legs spreading, weight bearing down.

Jake pulls back just an inch or two, but you feel the separation like a pang in your chest. Using his thumb and forefinger, he tilts your head back, one eyebrow raised. If his breath wasn’t going as quick as it is, you could almost believe he is entirely unaffected.

“Use your words, baby,” he says, his voice soft but demanding. His thumb finds your lower lip and tugs it away from your teeth. “Are you wet for me?”

You exhale a shuddering breath, mouth chasing his finger, head reeling, stomach swooping. “Yeah,” you admit, somehow dredging up words out of the sludge of your mind, “for you.”

Jake grins. “Good girl,” he says, and then, finally, he kisses you.

Okay. Maybe you were trying to rile him up. Just a little.

It’s not like the result isn’t mutually beneficial or anything.

[solarpearl]

LA LA LOVE BOMB!

genshin boys (xiao, tartaglia, kazuha) x gn! reader. headcanons. idol au but YOU’RE the idol! ♡s & ↻s appreciated!

notes: STREAM TALK & TALK. i digged this out of my archives so its pretty badly written but.

xiao

knew from the beginning but doesn't really care! he doesn't like hanging out around mortals so keeping your relationship on the down low is easy for him.

regularly asks you to let him listen to demos or work in progress tracks. tries to give Professional feedback but realises his short lived career on soundcloud may not be that impressive afterall.

will deal with people to come see you live! somethings different about seeing you do what you love in the flesh & you wink at him so win-win (he doesn't like the fainting fans around him though, but he supposes it is inevitable as you are so lovable)

once bought venti along & jokingly said that he could date you. venti laughed in his face & told him you were too good for him and he was being delusional. he sulked all the way home and you had to comfort him LMAO.

regularly streams your comebacks. wakes up at ass thirty to vote for you on music shows. your biggest fan tbh.

boasts about his signed albums. places it in a glass case and if anyone tries to touch it he’s hissing at them. he even has a personalized message from you and they can sell it over his dead body.

makes zhongli choose his bias from your group and if its not you he gives zhongli the cold shoulder for a whole entire month. please help peepaw he literally just picked the first person he saw.

fights regularly with ganyu about theories. he’s OBVIOUSLY right because he’s dating you! it doesn’t matter that he hasn’t heard a peep about it from you and only found out you dyed your hair the day before the teasers dropped, he’s SPECIAL.

“your recent fic about y/n was really bad, i would know since i date them. they don’t even talk like that anymore, it was just their shitty company making them do that. are you an ACTUAL y/n stan or do you just think they’re hot LMAO”

tartaglia

used to have you on his wall but he didn’t even know who you are. your poster was a freebie from his album he just put it up to cover up the hole he punched in the wall from not getting his bias’ photocard.

tears it down once you two start going out. he's taking this secret to his grave (unless his siblings blab, which, trust me, they do.)

thinks you're much more beautiful than the poster. he tells you that your pictures don't do you justice and likes to cup your face to look at you closely and sobs because you’re too pretty.

would defend your honor irl. would throw hands at antis, especially if they are anti-you. thinks you deserve the world because of how hard you work. has ten sock puppet accounts ready on twitter to bully a 12 y/o kid off the internet if he has to.

regularly trends on twitter because for some reason he screams your name every time you're on stage the loudest. once screamed 'i love you' while you were talking & all the fans think the 'i love you too' you said was a joke but it isn't.

enters your live & spams comments to try to get your attention. 'STEP ON ME' 'UGHHH YOU'RE SO HOT' 'BARK BARK GRRRR' ‘SEND ME AN AUTOGRAPH' 'I LOVE YOU' 'SAY TARTAGLIA PLEASEEEEE IT MEANS I LOVE YOU IN SNEZHNAYA'

he gets reported. he cries the entire night because his account got suspended for spam.

kazuha kaedehara

literally did not know for the life of him. help him.

he spotted you writing lyrics. and he thought you were finally into poetry like him. helps you complete your lyrics & is content until you ask him if you can use it in a song.

says yes because like he is supportive of your dreams ^^ until he hears his lyrics on venti's radio & is like 'wait i wrote that'

tentatively asks venti who's the person on the radio. venti almost crashes the car & breaks a friendship because someone has the nerve to not stan [y/n]????

goes on an internet deep dive & comes out a changed man. he's impressed with basically everything. from the dance to the singing and especially the lyrics.

he even catches your reference to the maple leaf in one of your love songs. even if it wasn't about him, he still feels his cheeks heating up.

shyly asks you whether you want help w lyrics for your next album!! you gladly agree but he has to go by a pen name (he doesn't mind! he thinks it wonderful that his writing is getting sung in a beautiful voice like yours)

the type to try not to buy merch but he hangs around the store & oogles your merch like a lost puppy until he finally caves.

DEFINITELY carries a photocard, maybe not on his phone but in his wallet.

[sleephyuns]

hey Caz! I just submitted a paper and rushed over to try and send a request but my brain is empty 😭 if it's cool with you maybe we could have more of a flashback of dubchaeng in wrestling au, just a lazy day with the two of them relaxing? ahh I don't know if that's good or not 😭hopefully I'm not too late! please ignore if I ammm -⏰

“Minatozaki is pretty good isn’t she?”

Dahyun let the question hang in the air as she penciled in the last of her notes. Chaeyoung was somewhere on her bed behind her, not bothering to do work (though that was what she initially came here for). But it was still nice enough to have her presence there, even if she was just facing the stark white of her wall.

She heard Chaeyoung give a little huff from behind her. “Yeah she is. I’m surprised she isn’t captain.”

Dahyun tapped her pencil against the paper in thought before resuming. “It’s a lot of work, so maybe she’s busy? Either way I’m excited to practice with her at some point this year.”

“Same here.”

They fell back into a comfortable silence. Giving Dahyun enough of a chance to focus. Which is what she would’ve done had she not thought up a little scheme, just to test the waters. Nothing too serious.

The conversation really could’ve ended there, but there was one thing she wanted to try. Just to see what would happen.

“She’s really big you know,” Dahyun muttered under her breath, “I saw in the showers.”

She heard the slight shuffle of sheets, and nothing else. It worried her a bit, so she placed her pencil down quietly giving a slight turn of her head to see what Chaeyoung was up to.

Her eyes were closed where she laid, one hand relaxed on her stomach while the other was carding through her hair. She looked a little frustrated as she started to scratch at her scalp, like she was thinking hard. Dahyun would’ve found it hot if her mind wasn’t more occupied.

Maybe she didn’t feel like talking?

She’d try one more time to get a reaction out of her.

Her chair quietly scraped against the floor when she got up, walking over to the bed. She sat at the edge, leaning back on her arms just a little. She knew Chaeyoung obviously felt her there, but still she didn’t speak.

“She was kind of touchy in there too. I didn’t mind much since it was all in good fun.”

“....oh, is she?” Finally, something out of her. “She wasn’t like that to me.”

“Well she is. It shocked me.” Dahyun shook her head in certainty.

“Well whatever,” Chaeyoung sighed, “you’re probably bigger anyway.”

That was an interesting comment. Enough to make Dahyun turn back in curiosity, wondering why that was the thing her friend had decided to comment on.

Dahyun watched as she folded her arms behind her head, lips pulled tightly closed with a huff. If Chaeyoung’s eyes weren’t closed, Dahyun felt she might’ve been staring outside trying to look anywhere else.

That was when Dahyun put her pencil down, walking over to her bed to squeeze in next to Chaeyoung. Of course Chaeyoung made whatever room she could for her, but nothing beyond that.

So how could it be Dahyun’s fault if she filled the silence again?

“I think she’s got at least a half an inch on me,” she pressed on.

“Sure,” Chaeyoung grumbled.

“You think I should try it out with her?”

“Try wh-,” she sounded like she’d just had the breath sucked out of her as she sat up, “Why are you asking me that!?”

In a turn that Dahyun hadn’t expected, her friend’s arm wrapped around the back of her neck, pulling her all the way down with a ‘thump.’

“Like hell you’re gonna do that!”

“Why’s that?” Dahyun asked as if she ever had an intention to go through with it (she didn’t).

“Because…. because you don’t know her. Right?” Chaeyoung moved closer.

“Right…”

“Mhm. Exactly. Therefor,” a smug look broke out on Chaeyoung’s face, “you shouldn’t.”

Dahyun shook her head at the useless excuse, but didn’t move an inch from Chaeyoung’s hold. “Dude, that doesn’t even make any sense. I can get to know her.”

“Platonically. She’s not your type romantically.” She shook her head as if she was sure of herself, nothing else needing to be explained.

“Ok, and how would you know that?”

“Because,” her free hand moved to Dahyun’s chest giving the akin revealed by her tanktop a gentle pat, “I’m your right hand woman. I know this.”

Dahyun was very amused. But she’d end it here. Having her friend hold her like this was too nice to possibly give up by getting her more worked up.

“If you say so.”

“Yep,” Chaeyoung jokingly gave a sloppy kiss to Dahyun’s cheek, “so don’t worry about it. Right now it’s you, me and our destiny of becoming the best wrestling duo ever.”

Dahyun was still trying to calm the fast pace of her heart, to ignore the fading warmth on her cheek. “Yeah,” she sighed, hoping the flustered shakiness wasn’t evident.

“Love you bro,” Chaeyoung laughed, but anyway, I’m kinda tired. Wanna take a nap real quick?”

“….wait what happened to studying?” Dahyun asked sternly, emotions sobering up, “our destiny’s gonna be cut short if you fail.”

“Fine, fine, I’ll study when we wake up I promise. Just 15 minutes please?” To make her point, she pressed more of her weight on Dahyun, knowing she would give in. “Pleaseeeee?”

“…alright. But I’m setting an alarm.”

“Of course. I’m gonna stick to my word!”

Needless to say, neither of them stuck to it, the two of them waking up around 3 hours later, the sky outside a deep dark.

But Dahyun wasn't mad, instead, she let Chaeyoung stay at her dorm for the night, happiness washing over her when (after getting up for a bit to actually get ready for bed), Chaeyoung cuddled against her again.

[stanchonkyman]

☆Road Trips and Promises☆

☆Stanley Pines x Reader☆

♡Fluffy and Feel Good♡

-•☆~~~~☆•-

At peace. That's how you felt at that moment. You were enveloped in warm blankets and the pillow against your head and felt so right. It felt as nothing could ruin how at peace you were. That was until your lover decided to rip the blanket off of you. A waft of cold air smacked against your skin and goosebumps formed almost immediately. You groaned and tried to pull the blanket back, but Stan held it out of your reach. "Nope. Come on, toots. It's time to wake up." He hummed, a grin on his face.

"Stan, it's still dark outside." You whine, turning on your side and laying in a way that faced you away from him. Stan let out a huff. "And we have a long road ahead of us. Come on. I got our bags in the car and the car is running." Stan told you, his knee sinking into the mattress as he knelt onto it. You inched away from him, closer to the wall in which your bed was pressed against. "Come on, (Y/N). You're either waking up, or I'm making you wake up." He warned you, his hand reaching your side. You merely twitched in response.

He pressed a kiss to the back of your neck. "(Y/N).." he purred in your ear. You shuddered and whined. "Can't you just carry me.." you whined tiredly. "You still need to get up and get dressed, darlin'". He told you, brushing his hand up and down against your side. You squeaked out a giggle in response to this. "You're lucky you're so damn cute.." he mumbled, taking hold of your hips and sitting you up in his lap. You lazily laid your head against his shoulder, leaving a gentle kiss on it while you were at it.

"Don't you act cute with me." He mumbled, rubbing your hip in small circles. You look up at him with pleading eyes. His face flushed slightly. "I know what you're doing! And I won't allow it!" Stan moved swiftly and pushed you back down on the mattress. You squeak. "Wait, Stan!" You knew what was coming and he gained a devilish grin. His hands slipped under your shirt. His hands were huge seeming to you, his skin rough and calloused on top of that. "Stan pleaseeeee." You plead. "You gonna get up?" He questioned. You whimpered but said nothing.

"Okay, I warned you." He smiled toward you and he started scribbling his fingers against your skin. You burst out into laughter immediately. "No no no!!" You scream, squirming to get away from him and his method of waking you up. "Come on, (Y/N)! You know the drill!" Stan urges you, moving from your sides to scribbling against your ribs. "Okay! Okay! I'll get up! Just please stop!" You squealed through your laughter. Stan laughed and came to a stop. "Good." He gave you a small kiss on the nose, getting up off of you and pulling you up and out of bed.

You roll your eyes and grab your clothes, stripping off. Stan stood in the doorway, grinning playfully. "Lookin' good, toots." He sent you a wink. Nothing you weren't used to. A chuckle escaped your throat. "Oh, shut up, old man." You threw your shirt at him, the fabric splatting on his face. He takes it off and tosses it into the hamper. "Who you calling old man? Do I need to give you another lesson?" He asked, inching over behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist. "No, I'm good. Thank you though." You shot him a grin.

He chuckled and pressed a kiss to your bareback and up to the back of your neck. "For wanting me to get up and ready, you sure are stalling me, Stan." You teased. "I suppose you're right." He pressed another kiss to the side of your neck. "Not that you would hate it." You giggle as he parts his body from yours. You threw your fresh shirt on, then running to the bathroom to tend to your own personal hygiene.

Soon, you book it down to the kitchen where Stan is waiting for you. "There you are. It's about time." Stan tried over to you with his usual grin. "You ready?" He asked, pulling you close to him and peppering kisses all around your face. If this man wasn't the embodiment of physical affection, then you didn't know what was. You laugh and return it with a peck to his lips. "Yeah, now I am. Where exactly are we going?" You question as Stan scoops you up into his arms. "Wherever the road takes us, sugar." He pressed yet another kiss to your temple.

Stan carried you out to his car, which was kept surprisingly nest for how reckless he could be. You expected more denting, but no. He kept it in good shape. He opened your car door and set you in the seat, taking your seatbelt and putting it on for you. "Now yours spoiling me, huh?" You smiled toward him with gleaming eyes. "Gotta do something for you." Stan squeezed your shoulder softly before getting out of your way and shutting your car door. He then walks around the hood of the car, then slipping into the driver's seat. He shuts his door and turns on the ignition. (Again.) You watch him.

"Seatbelt, Stanley." You urged. Stan responds with a blank stare. For some reason, he was always against having his own seatbelt on. Yet, he always made you wear one. "Put it onnnnn." You told him. "Fine, fine." He waved his hand at you and put his seatbelt on. You were satisfied at the click of the buckle.

He sets his foot on the brake, then shifted into reverse. He backed out, stopped, shifted into drive, then he set off down the road. You watch out the window, listening to the gentle tap of Stan's fingers against the steering wheel. You both made some quiet small talk throughout your time on the road. You had been driving for about 3 hours when you gave a light shudder. Stan noticed this from the corner of his eye, turning on hazards and pulling to the side of the road. "Huh?" You looked over to him. He carefully took off his jacket and threw it over you. Then, flipped hazards off and got back onto the road. You stared at him blankly.

"You just know exactly what I'm thinking. Don't ya?" You laugh and wrap the thick jacket around your shoulders. Stan smiled in response to that. "Yeah, well. After years of loving and living with someone, you get to know every one of their little quirks. Like that shudder you did. You shutter, cross your leg and hug yourself when you're cold. Though that's easy to spot." Stan says casually. You snicker. "You're a dork you know." You send him a smile and he smiled back, although having a main focus on the road ahead.

There's another comfortable silence. You lay your head against the window, feeling the soft rumbling of the movement of the car. It's comfortable. You almost feel as if you're ready to doze off once more. You're about to doze off, but you feel Stan's hand touch your thigh. He gives a soft hum, rubbing your thigh softly with his thumb. It seemed more like a caring motion than anything. Since you were slumped, it was probably one of the only ways he could reach you. You pretended to be asleep, not wanting him to stop the motion.

He continued on for a few minutes. His hand drifted down your leg till his hand reached right above your knee. You were confused as to why he stopped the motion. He squeezed your knee with his thumb and index finger. Your leg jolted at the touch and you sat up. "I knew you were awake." Stan chuckled. "Noooo... You woke me up. Now you owe me a kiss." You said, crossing your arms playfully. "No you weren't, toots. Remember, I know your quirks. And you were far too stiff to be asleep." Stan chuckled as he pulled onto a gravel road. "But I will still give you your kiss when we stop."

You smile and Stan retracts his hand back onto the steering wheel. The gravel road went on for about 15 more minutes until the road ended, the only thing ahead of you being grass. Stan stops and parks the car, unbuckling his seatbelt and getting out. You took your seatbelt off and Stan opened your door for you. "Thanks." You smile and step out of the car. Stan shuts the door behind you and rested his hand on the small of your back. "Do you know where we're going?" You cock your head to the side. Stan just smiled in response, leading you down the grass path, trees on either side of you. "Just trust me." He breathes out. You nod and follow.

It takes a little while, but eventually, Stan stops you. You look to him. "I'm going to need you to close your eyes." He says. You tilted your head. "You're not planning to murder me. Are you?" You stifled a laugh. Stan laughs and shakes his head. "No, just trust me." He takes your smaller hand in his significantly larger one. You closed your eyes and he guided you to somewhere unknown. Soon, there's a faint sound of water. Then, it gets louder and louder. Until Stan comes to a sudden stop, causing you to bump into him slightly. He wrapped his arm around your waist in a secure manner.

"Can... Can I open my eyes?" You asked. "Not yet. Give me your hand." Stan commands. You nod and hold up your hand. "Now, (Y/N). I've had this idea for about a year now." He said, in a softer tone than normal. "And you know how marriage isn't exactly my thing." You feel him shift his weight. "But I still want to show my commitment." He tells you, taking a deep breath.

"(Y/N), we've been together for 6 years now. And I have never experienced the amount of happiness and comfort that I have when I've been with you. I never want my time with you to end. Life has rarely been kind to me, but it seems like I've finally gotten some sympathy. Because you've been brought onto my life. You're the light in my life. The thing I would live for. My first and last thought of the day. I would be more than lost without you. And although, we agreed to not go through the official marriage process...but..." He slips something on your finger. "I still want to make you this promise. This promise to stay with you through everything. So, (Y/N), will you promise to stay forever with me?.."

Your eyes opened, immediately shining with joyful tears. "Stan..." Warm tears slipped down your cheeks and you threw your arms around him so tight. He returned the tight embrace, burying his face against your shoulder as he swayed softjly. You hadn't even noticed the beautiful scene he took you to. A beautiful scene where trees enclosed this beautiful waterfall. The trees were bright vibrant orange, red, and yellow. The fall time was always so beautiful. You looked back to Stan, laying your head against his own. "Of course I will. Of course." The both of you tightened your grip on one another. "I would never say no to that." You whisper, brushing your fingers against his cheek. "I can promise you that."

He smiled back at you and without warning, he pressed his lips to yours. He moved his arms and wrapped them tightly around your hips, pulling you close so your bodies were pressed together. Your arms wrapped around his neck and you tangled your fingers in his hair. You both just seemed to melt into one another as this was the best moment in your life. It seemed to last for an eternity. Though, you found yourselves pulling apart only a small amount for air. You pressed your forehead against him softly. "God, I love you so much." Stan breathed out. "I love you too. So much.." You smiled, breathtakingly.

-•☆~~~~☆•-

That next summer, Mabel and Dipper came for yet another visit. As soon as Stan and you video called them to tell them the news, they decided they had to come back to Gravity Falls. Mabel excitedly squealed while Dipper congratulated you both fondly. Ford was also pleased and happy for the both of you. So, as soon as the twins came back to Gravity Falls, Mabel had the idea to throw an 'unofficial official' wedding for both you and Stan. Mabel helped you dress up and was your maid of honor, which she greatly accepted the role of.

Mabel had decorated the place outside the shack, against the woods. There were told up chairs and Mabel threw rose pedals over the makeshift aisle. When you walked down the aisle, Stan's eyes lit up like never before. You came and stood in front of him, your hands wrapped around each other. Everyone from the small town came to the wedding, sitting in the various fold-up chairs. Dipper and Ford stood beside Stan while Mabel and Wendy stood beside you. Soos was standing nearby, trying to play music.

Mabel quickly got up and got in the middle of you. She let you both say your vows to each other, which you both wrote on your own. "Waddles! The rings!" Mabel called as Pacifica came down the aisle, luring Waddles down the aisle, who had a pillow attached to him with two rings. Pacifica hurried back to her seat as you and Stan both took the rings. Waddles ran off as soon as he got the chance. Mabel cleared her throat. "Now, do you, Grunkle Stan take (Y/N) to be your unlawfully sorta wedded partner?" Mabel asked. Stan fumbled. "I do." He said, with a happy gleam in his eye. He slipped the ring on your finger. "And do you, (Y/N), take Grunkle Stan to be your unlawfully sorta wedded partner?" Mabel asked. You smiled brightly as a tear slipped down your cheek. "I do." You slipped the ring onto his finger.

"You may now kiss the Grunkle!"

Stan and you didn't hesitate, pulling each other into an embrace, lips together in a passionate kiss. Everyone watching erupted in a cheer and clapped. The kiss lasted a couple of moments before you both pulled away with big smiles, hands still intertwined. You were greeted with big smiles and cheering. Your heart pounded and you swooned in the amount of life you had felt. Stan then scooped you up into his arms, peppering kisses all over your face as he headed back down the aisle. Everyone watched you as you both left.

This had to be the best day of your life. No doubts about it.

[avenging-fandoms]

Sugar Daddy / Jeff Wittek pt. 3

*first part sort of requested by @toneitdolan : think about sugar daddy! jeff 😍😍😍  *second part sort of requested by anonymous: Imagine doing chores for sugar daddy Jeff so that he’ll buy you the carrier lion ring thing 🤩 *in which jeff had y/n experiment in something *WARNING: fluff, smut  *word count: 1690 *PLEASE send me requests!!!!! i can do whoever :)

PART 1 PART 2

MASTERLIST

waking up to jeff was something you loved when he first slept over your house when you were 14. now that you were 24, you loved waking up to him, but some morning you woke up to a note and a rose on the pillow, which is what happened that morning. 

you sighed and read the note, smelling the rose. ‘my girl, you look so angelic when you sleep, so i didn’t want to wake you as i got ready. here is a rose, and i also left you something on the island. do as the instructions say, and i’ll see you tonight. -jeff x’ you smile and sit up, yawning and stretching, climbing out of bed and grabbing your robe, tying it around you as you head into the bathroom. you use the bathroom, brushing your teeth and brushing your hair. 

you head down the stairs and make your daily cup of morning coffee, nearly moaning as the nutmeg flavoring washes over your tastebuds. you bite into your strawberry jam toast, remembering the note on the island. 

you bend over the island and read the note. ‘i want you to take the 2 pills that are in the little cup. you know i would never hurt you in any way, these are pills that will make you a little more excited than normal. facetime me around lunchtime. i’ll see you then, good girl. -jeff x’ you furrow your eyebrows and look at the pills, which were white. they looked like tylenol, and they smelled bland. you shrug, taking the pills and washing them down with your coffee. you put the mug in the dishwasher as well as the rest of the dishes in the sink. 

—

lunch time rolled around, and you were red in the face and thighs clenched together as you sat on the couch, pillow in between your legs. you pick up your phone and tap jeff’s contact, scratching up and down your thigh.

“pick up, pick up, pick up” you whimper, and you release a breath of relief as you see his face pop up. “what the fuck did you have me take?”

he smirks, going over and locking his office door. he sits back in his chair and props his phone up, giving you a view of his top half and top of his thighs. “such a naughty mouth, princesa, i might need to fuck it to teach you a lesson” 

you moan and throw your head back, setting your phone up against the vase on the coffee table, jeff biting his lip as you pull the pillow away. “pleaseeeee.. this is torture. i need you to touch me”

“well, i can’t touch you over the phone. come to my office, and you better hurry, i know how you get. goodbye”

“no jeff-” it was too late, he hung up. you stomp your foot and run up the stairs, throwing on a dress and heels, brushing your teeth and trying to ignore the fire burning in between your legs. any slight touch to your thigh and it made you whimper. 

you rush to jeff’s car, revving the engine and driving over to his office. you park in your own reserved spot that jeff had made for you, nearly running to his office. you scan your badge and wave to his receptionist, who gave a soft smile to you. 

you storm into jeff’s office, where he sat on his desk with his hands folded in his lap, a soft smirk on your face. you close the door to his office, locking it and dropping your things. “you made me take.. those.. damn horny pills.. didn’t you?” you pant, kicking your shoes off and walking over to him. jeff had that shit-eating grin on his face, looking down at you. 

“my good girl, you always listen to daddy, hm?” he hummed, holding your chin. you look up at him with puppy dog, rubbing your hands up and down his thighs. 

“always, daddy. i need you so bad. i’ve been such a good girl for you, please touch me, daddy” you beg and jeff smirks, leaning down and kissing you. your fingers undo his pants, freeing his throbbing cock. jeff groaned into your mouth as you jerked his cock at a fast pace. 

“come on, baby, i know you need me more, hm? what do you want? i’ll give it to you. just ask” he purred against your neck and you whimper, taking his hand and putting it under your dress. jeff gasped, laying you on his desk. “no underwear? oh, honey, you really were ready” he smiled. “i didn’t have to touch you, and you’re dripping wet. who’s all of this for?”

“you, daddy, you. please, p-lease taste me” your fingers raked through his hair, bringing his head down. you jolted and gripped his hand, rolling your hips against his tongue. “i’m close already, please let me cum, daddy”

“already? oh sweetheart, i want you to cum on daddy’s cock” he flipped you over and bent you over his desk, teasing the tip of his cock against your pussy. you reached back, pulling his blazer forward and making him push his cock into you. you whimper, thrusting your hips back against him. 

“let me, baby” he pushed your hand away, gripping your hair and thrusting roughly into you. you roll your eyes back, moaning and holding the edge of his desk. “that feel good, hm? you’ve been waiting for daddy’s cock all day, huh?”

“yes, daddy, fuck.. it feels so good” you moan, trying not to cum so quickly. jeff’s hand smacks your ass a couple times, groaning as he kisses your back. 

“you gonna cum, honey? i feel you clenching your pussy around me” you bite your lip, the taste of iron spreading on your tongue. “i want you to be quiet when you cum, alright? we don’t need the whole office knowing how good i’m fucking you”

jeff picks you up, putting one foot on his desk with your other standing you up. you turn backward, jeff’s chin on your shoulder as he pants. your right hand holds his tie, the other hand stroking his cock behind you and teasing it up and down your folds. (nsft gif)

he pushes forward, wrapping a hand around your neck and thrusting into you again. “you’re so fucking good, baby, look at you. you’re such a good girl for daddy’s cock” you whimper and nod, looking at him. “you drive me crazy, you know that? i can’t stop thinking about you” 

“please daddy.. please..” you beg, basically crying as you beg to cum. jeff smiles, leaving open-mouth kisses along your jaw and neck. he hums, leaving a couple hickeys on your neck and shoulder. 

“cum for me, honey. cum on daddy’s cock” jeff’s hand covers your mouth as you moan loudly, dropping your legs that violently shook. jeff gasped, gripping your chin. “look at what you did to daddy’s suit” your eyes travel down to his stomach, eyes widening when you notice he was soaked.

“did i-”

“yes, you did. oh my god, i didn’t know you could do that” he chuckled, bringing you to your knees. “but, you made a mess. now you’re gonna swallow daddy’s mess, understood?”

“yes daddy” jeff taps his cock against your tongue, holding onto your hair as he pushes his cock into your mouth. tears fall from the corner of your eyes, looking up at jeff whose nose was scrunched, mouth in the shape of an ‘o’ with beautiful moans coming out of it. 

“so good for me, such a pretty mouth” he groaned, running his fingers through your hair. your nails scratch up the backs of his thighs, pulling him forward and gagging against his cock. jeff moaned, putting your hair into a make shift ponytail as he came down your throat. “mm, fuck, swallow it all, baby. good girl..” he sighed, pulling away. you gasp, saliva trailing from his cock to your mouth. jeff’s thumb wiped away the spit, and you stand up, kissing jeff passionately as you stable yourself. 

“thank you daddy, but please, i never want those pills again, they were torture” jeff chuckles, rubbing his thumb over your jaw and kissing you again. 

“okay, honey, i won’t give them to you anymore. thank you for telling me” you both clean up and get dressed, jeff organizing the papers on his desk that were scattered. “do you want me to go to lunch with you, honey? it’s nearly 1″ 

“i would love that” you smile, jeff smiling and nodding. 

“do you want to go shopping for a little bit or no?” he grabbed his phone, wallet and keys, putting them in his pockets and holding out his hand. 

“no, i just want lunch with my boyfriend” you smile, but it quickly dropped when you realized what you said. you and jeff really hadn’t talked about labels instead of ‘sugar baby’ and ‘sugar daddy.’ you were a pair for 4 months, with sex, dinner ‘dates’ and gifts. “no wait, fuck, jeff i’m-”

“shut up” he chuckled, leaning down and kissing you passionately. his arms wrap around your waist, spinning you around softly. “i’m your boyfriend now”

“it just slipped! i’m sorry” you laugh against his lips, jeff pulling away a little and looking you up and down. 

“i’m glad you let it slip, because i wanted to be more than your sugar daddy for weeks” he breathed and you threw your head back. 

“then why didn’t you say anything!” you smack his shoulder and he gives you his award-winning smile. 

“i don’t know, i really don’t. but, i’m really happy to be your boyfriend. i love spoiling the shit out of you” he confesses and you giggle, kissing him over and over. 

“alright, alright!” you laugh, pushing him away from him kissing you on your neck and chest. “i’m hungry. let’s go eat, please”

“of course. your pick” he locks the office doors, telling his receptionist, julia, he was going out to lunch with his girlfriend. he was so proud to have you on his arm as his girlfriend, and loved the name for you. but nothing could replace his favorite nickname for you, ‘honey.’

[volleyball-dontknowher]

Hi there could I get general boyfriend headcanons for kageyama please😊recently followed ur blog and it’s so good! Keep up the good work🥰

A?N Thank you so much for the request!!!! 😊❤❤ I am so glad you like my blog!! It’s a total work in progress but it is so fun getting to share my writing with the world!! 

Kageyama was crushing on you for the longest time and couldn’t make himself approach you

You would talk to him or ask to borrow a pencil or something and he would literally malfunction and couldn’t handle himself

He just knew right away that he liked you and that you were the most gorgeous girl ever and he would not be able to handle himself

If you spoke with any of the other volleyball boy’s he would get jealous because if his dorky friends can talk to you than he should be able to too 

It takes the whole VBC encouraging him for him to ask you out 

When he does he is blushy and stutters through the whole thing

Nearly faints when you say yes, he just breaks

Your first date is really awkward because he is afraid of messing things up but you both enjoy yourselves

Definitely gets more comfortable as time goes on, begins to go from walking awkwardly next to each other to holding hands and things

He is terrified for your first kiss, he doesn't want to embarrass himself but after a really cute date (and a lot of pep talks from his boys) he kisses you 

After the first kiss he loves to kiss you all the time 

Is 100% the type of bf to cup your face in his hands and lean down even for just a quick peck

Seeing you turn as bright red makes him feel less embarrassed about how blushy he is 

Tries really hard to use pick up lines and things to make you blush but he always gets them wrong and ends up blushing

Butttt if you call him cute or adorable he is going to be thinking about it all day, literally until the end of time 

WIll walk into the locker room with heart eyes completely in a daze just mumbling to himself over and over “she thinks I’m cute”  and it takes  a lot to get him out of one of these moods

Way too blushy for PDA at school, he dosen’t want to get made fun of by everyone for being so red (or as Tanaka puts it “whipped”) but absolutely loves holding your hand when the two of you walk to and from school or when you go on dates

He also loves hugs, pulling you close and having you embrace him 

When you are cuddling he likes to lay with his head on your chest so that he can hear your heartbeat because he finds it super comforting 

For him cuddling comes really naturally somehow, he just rests his hands where he would want you to rest yours if the position was flipped

Cuddling with Kags usually ended up with one or both of you asleep and waking up and smiling at each other

Definitely has you in his phone under a cute nickname

Also has a picture of the two of you as his background because you just make him so happy (his screensaver is something volleyball related because he doesn’t want the other boys to get to see such a soft side of him) 

He loves when you pull him in for a picture with you, he always pretends to be grouchy about it but ends up smiling every single time 

Kagegama absolutely cannot handle it when you bring him snacks for practice 

He treats it like a foreign delicacy because it just means the world to him

10000% will buy you milk drinks and give them to you, he loves you and he loves milk so he figures that you would love milk too (flawed logic but it’s super cute to you)

As we all know (from the way he presses both buttons for milk at the same time) Kags is super indecisive, so when the two of you want to go out to eat one of you has to cave and make the decision otherwise you end up spending an hour going back and forth with ideas and get nowhere and then you’re both grouchy and starving 

He thinks that it is the cutest thing ever and just makes him want to work harder

Doesn’t always like when you stay and watch practice because he doesn’t want you to accidentally get hit and you distract him wayyy too much, so instead he likes to come over after practice for cuddling/homework/movies

Is super affectionate after practice, loves to kiss you over and over again because you just make him so happy and he just cares for you so much 

He does get whiny for attention though 

Y/N kiss me pleaseeeee

Can I get a hug 

Come here so I can cuddle 

The poor baby does not handle being tired well and just wants to wrap you up and take you home with him so that he can cuddle with you forever 

ALso is super hungry after practice and loves if you two cook together or go out and eat

Does not understand how you can be so cute 

The question plagues him mind over and over again because he just thinks the world of you

When you go to his games he always will find you in the crowd and smile at you 

He listens in and only wants to hear your voice

Every time you cheer for him he feels an overwhelming sense of pride and love like you are really there supporting him

He also loves to see you in his volleyball jacket because then no ne can approach you and if they do he has some not so nice words to say to them

Would literally throw hands if someone tried to mess with you and you would have to reassure him really quick or there would be a brawl, he doesn’t like the idea of you even talking with other guys, let alone strangers 

When he gets close to a big game you help him practice by tossing balls to him 

He doesn’t critique anything you do when you help him practice because he wouldn’t want to hurt your feelings and he is too happy that you are helping him

He always thinks of it like this is a possible ball from a receive, what a great job 

Cannot and will not say anything negative about you because he is just so in love with you

If anyone says anything bad about you they get angry Kageyama 

If it’s any of the volleyball boys making fun of you or him he will not send them any balls for the entire practice even after Daichi tells him to 

Will watch TLC shows with you and actually ends up getting really into Say Yes to the Dress with you 

The two of you will shout at the TV about how she chose the wrong dress for her body type or how she should not be looking at dresses that over budget

He loves when you play with his hair, he just melts into your touch when you do that 

He also likes to get you little things that remind him of you while he is away for volleyball

When he is away he loves when you text him updates on what you’re doing so he doesn’t feel like he’s missing out too much

You record every game of his they play on TV because he thinks it is so cool that he ended up on TV even if it was only for a minute or so 

If you come to his games at least once bring a camera and take action shots of him because he will literally love them so much and you can bet your ass that he is going to send any good ones you get into the VBC group chat and show it off

Is not big on actually showing you off because your beauty speaks for itself and he doesn’t have to say a word for people to be impressed by you

He loves you so loyally and never ever ever would look at another girl because he is yours and they do not matter

[thotantics]

Sweetheart ♡

⚤   pairing — reader + Jung Jaehyun (nct)

✎ word count — 3k

✦ genre — smut, pwp

✗ warnings  — graphic description of sex, language, dom/sub roles, tooth decaying sweetness

[A/N] I LOVED writing for Jaehyun. I think this came out so romantic and sweet and wowowoeoeowoww my heart was fluttering through the entire writing process for this, I really hope you enjoy! Requested — jaehyun and “the only way you’re getting off is on my thigh.” pleaseeeee~        

You and Jaehyun were up late last night. The topic of your pillow talk had been your sex life. You were still fairly early on in your relationship and your boyfriend was nothing if not a gentleman. He treated you with respect and care and last night, after heeding to your desperate cries in mid coitus, Jaehyun pounded into you a little harder than he usually did. You seemed to like it so much that he flipped you over onto your hands and knees and fucked you deep and fast, relishing in your cries of pleasure. Afterward, as you lay with your head on his chest and his arm looped around your hip, you talked about trying some other new, exciting things.

He wanted you to feel comfortable sharing your fantasies with him, so he had shared one first. “I want to see you masturbate.” He says, cheeks flushed red as he looks down at you and you bury your face in the crook of his neck, feeling bashful.

“I, I can try to do that for you.” You tell him, and he hugs you tightly, unable to wipe the grin off of his face as he encourages you to tell him one of your fantasies.

As he held you in his arms, and you fidgeted and avoided eye contact he was thinking over other things he wanted to do with you or to you. Things he imagined that would make you blush and stare at him with big, innocent eyes. He wouldn’t have guessed what ended up coming out of your perfectly plush lips.

“I want you to dominate me.”

Jaehyun’s eyes widened, “Oh.”

You winced a little, “Is that...I mean, you don’t have to, if you don’t like it, I just-”

“No, no,” He says quickly, “I’m just surprised. I didn’t know you were into...that sort of stuff.”

“Some of it.” You shrugged, “Is that ok?”

“Of course it’s ok, sweetheart.” Jaehyun smiled, hugging you tight and pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “Tell me more. What parts of that stuff do you like?”

You blush, pressing your face into his neck shyly, and Jaehyun rubs your back to soothe your nerves. He’s one of those people who always feel warm, especially laying naked under the blankets together like this, and nothing feels better than his warmth smoothing up your back or pressing into your face, radiating from his neck and his cheeks. You pepper kisses over his jaw, thinking hard before you responded, all the while he’s patient and waiting for you to speak, not wanting to push you.

“I like when you tell me what to do.” You say with certainty, “Like, earlier...you just sort of moved me around however you wanted to take me. I really like that.”

“You like when I manhandle you?” He asks you gently and you nod against him and he chuckles. “Ok. What else?”

“Um, maybe you could...say things to me.” You feel almost ridiculous saying it out loud, but Jaehyun is so soothing and his presence is such a comfort, you manage to get the words out. “Like if you talk dirty, or tell me if I’m being a good girl. Your voice is really sexy.”

“Mhm,” He smirks into the top of your head. “I see.”

“This is kind of stupid, but I like when you make me feel kind of shy, like...if you told me I’m dirty or, honestly, masturbating in front of you...god,” You sigh, squeezing your thighs together, “Just thinking about doing that is exciting.”

“Yes, it is,” He whispered huskily back to you, “You want me to boss you around and make you touch yourself for me?”

“Yeah.” You moan softly, “God, Jaehyun. I like when you’re rough, too. Tonight was so much fun, Jae.”

“Yeah, it was a lot of fun.” He says, “I don’t want to hurt you, though, ok? Bossing you around and saying dirty things to you is one thing, but I can’t stand the thought of putting my hands on you cruelly...choking or hitting you. I’m sorry if that’s what you want.”

“You don’t have to be sorry,” You assure him, “I have so much fun with you always, anyway we’re together like this.”

“We’ll have more fun tomorrow,” He says with a yawn. “I’m tired, sweetheart. You wore me out.” You giggle at him, and he kisses the top of your head.

“Goodnight, y/n.”

“Goodnight, Jae.”

The following day, both of you slept through Jaehyun’s alarm on his phone and didn’t get up until Taeyong called. By the time you were both awake, Jaehyun was about twenty minutes late getting out the door to meet the rest of his band members and you were about to be late for work as well. You both rushed to get up, get clean, and get dressed and Jaehyun hurried to press a kiss to your lips before you parted ways for most of the day.

You were frustrated the moment your eyes opened that morning, wishing you had been able to sleep longer and also still somehow had the time to maybe wake your boyfriend with a blowjob. Your talk the previous night was all you could think of, and you wished you had, minimum, ten minutes alone with him this morning before you had to leave but it just didn’t work out that way.

When you were finished for the day and heading back home, you texted Jaehyun who didn’t reply for over an hour, and when he did, he told you that he was busy most of the evening and would probably be late getting back to your apartment. You were disappointed but you understood, so you attempted to occupy your time at home alone as best you could.

Jaehyun texted you a few more times during the evening before it became to be well past dinner time, and then eventually said that his phone was dying and he didn’t have a charger with him. So you figured he would shut his phone off. So when you got bored and decided to send your boyfriend some pictures, you didn’t think he’d recieve them until maybe the next morning or, at the earliest, maybe he’d see them before he went to bed for the night.

You thought it was harmless, and posing sexually in front of the mirror and sending steamy captions to your boyfriend was a way to blow off some steam, at least for the time being. You were horny and frustrated all day long, and eventually, the snaps in your underwear and the captions about how badly you wanted him inside of you were getting to you. So you decided to take matters into your own hands.

Stretching out on the couch, you posed for one final picture, with one hand down the front of your panties, and just as you opened the app to send the picture to your boyfriend, you realized something. All of the previous texts said ‘read’ underneath, and they most certainly didn’t the last time you checked. The time stamp that they were read was about ten minutes earlier, and you smiled to yourself, feeling sexy and excited, as you hit send to show him the final picture.

Jaehyun was in the car on his way back when he saw the photos. He had his brightness turned all the way down and was sitting in the far back seat with Doyoung and Taeyong. He managed to tilt his phone screen away so they couldn’t see as he quickly scrolled through the photos and he skimmed your texts about how badly you wanted him and how wet you were just thinking about what he had done to you the previous night. He could tell you were frustrated and in need of some relief, and that was before he saw the last photo with your hand down your panties.

He was at your place in another fifteen minutes or so, rushing down the hall and pressing his key into the doorknob, storming into the door with his heart pounding. It was like he had sensed it - like he knew you were just laying there sprawled out on the couch right in front of the door, legs spread, your fingers working your slick clit under those lacy panties he saw in the pictures. He shut the door and his eyes locked on yours, your fingers froze, surprised by his sudden entrance.

Jaehyun’s jaw clenches for a second, and his eyes look you over head to toe, before they land on your own again and he asks you in an even tone after a deep breath, “What do you think you’re doing?”

You don’t respond, your cheeks burning with embarrassment having been caught even though you knew this was exactly what was going to happen since you saw that he had read your texts. In fact, you had been edging away from your orgasm since you laid down on the couch. But the sparkle in his eye looked promising, so you embraced the feelings that were washing over you.

“I said-” Jaehyun stepped closer, “What are you doing?”

You stare back at him, and slip your hand out of your underwear, “I couldn’t wait for you.” You tell him.

“That’s not very nice.” He says he quietly. “I’ve waited for you all day. You couldn’t wait another half an hour for me?”

“I’m sorry.” You murmur quietly.

“Keep touching yourself.” He tells you, “You wanted me to see you so bad earlier you sent me five different pictures in your underwear while I sat in the car next to Taeyong and Doyoung. So let me see you.”

The blush on your face is radiating down your chest now and you feel a little bit ashamed, but you slide your hand back into your panties and circle two fingers around your clit.

“Let me help you...” Jaehyun walks over briskly and grips the waistband of your panties, drawing them down your hips and over your legs, then he stands back a couple of steps and stares you down while your knees attempt to shut to conceal your sex.

Jaehyun swallows thickly and blinks hard, his voice low and even when he tells you, “Spread your legs, sweetheart.”

You do as he says, letting your knees fall apart and you tentatively stroke your slit, dipping down to collect your wetness and spread it around your lips so you glisten prettily for him.

“Look at you,” Jaehyun breathes. “You’re such a dirty girl. You like teasing me while I’m working?”

You shake your head no.

“I think you do. You’re dripping.�� He points out, “Don’t you dare cum.”

At his words you stop your fingers from moving entirely and he chuckles at you.

“I thought so,” He says, “Sit up.” You do what he tells you and he moves to sit on the couch next to you, patting his lap. “Come here.”

You move to straddle him, but he grips your legs and forces you to sit down on his thigh, flexing his leg and pressing it hard up against you. “You need to get off so bad?” He asks you, voice low and husky as he stares up at you with dark eyes, “You’re such a needy little slut for me, aren’t you?”

You almost gasp audibly as he says this, but your core is throbbing against the firm muscle of his thigh and instead you just sit there, flushed and panting.

“I want to watch you cum for me, sweetheart.” He tells you, “But the only way you’re getting off is on my thigh.”

He flexes it up against you again and you moan, but the thought of rubbing yourself on his leg makes you feel a little embarrassed, just not as much as masturbating in front of him. So you do what he says, and you follow the way he’s pressing his leg into you rhythmically and grind down against him. The friction of your lace panties, which were soaked through by now, and the harshness of his blue jeans were rubbing you raw. It almost hurt but Jaehyun was encouraging you, his mouth was open as he watched your hips flex, and you kept going.

“You’re making such a mess of me,” Jaehyun chuckles, “Look at you. Dripping all over me.”

“I need you to touch me,” You pant down to him, “I’m so close. Please...touch me.”

“If you’re so close then focus and make yourself cum for me.” Jaehyun says calmly, “How’s this?” He encourages you to sit up and he grips the crotch of your panties and tugs hard, ripping the flimsy lace and leaving your pussy bare, then he grabs your ass with both hands and makes you sit back down hard on his thigh.

“Jaehyun,” You moan as he pulls you tightly against his leg, and you grind your hips fast back and forth to match the pace set by his hands. “I want you inside of me...”

“Only good girls get fucked.” Jaehyun tells you, “Are you a good girl?”

“Yes!” You cry desperately, “Yes, I am, I’ll be good.”

“Then cum.” He tells you through gritted teeth.

You twitch and thrust a little harder, ignoring the ache on your clit from too much friction, leaning back a little to hit a new angle, and you focused on his eyes and the way he smiled at you when he saw the determination on your face this time.

“Yes,” He encouraged you quietly, “You’re almost there.”

With Jaehyun looking on with a happy, satisfied smile, you humped his leg desperately chasing your high. He felt his heart sting with guilt as he looked on after a while, and he pulled your breasts from your bra as they bounced with your movement, and latched on, sucking and licking and biting. The added stimulation was the last push you needed to help you get over the edge, and you came with tears in your eyes, clinging tightly to his shoulders and whimpering his name.

As your hips pulsed with the waves of your orgasm, Jaehyun cradled you to him, making you slouch down over him fully. He grips your cheeks and tilts your head to meet his lips, kissing you slowly and tenderly.

Pulling away just enough to speak, Jaehyun tells you, “You’re so good for me, sweetheart. I love you.”

“I love you, too.” You murmur back to him.

He reaches between you and tenderly parts your lower lips, feeling your soft, swollen skin, flinching slightly when you gasp. “Does it hurt?” He asks you tenderly.

“Mm, sore.” You tell him, “Your jeans were a little rough.”

“Mhm, but you did it.” He smiles, “You made such a pretty mess, too, look at me.” You glance down at the thigh you had been riding and giggled at the wet patch you left behind, blushing furiously. “Let me take you to bed and kiss you better.” Jaehyun says, and before you can respond he’s standing up with you in his arms, your legs flying around his waist as you cling onto him.

“I’m so sensitive,” You tell him when he tosses you onto the bed.

“I’ll take care of you.” He promises, “You were such a good girl for me, I’ll be extra nice.” He smiles at you in that way he does - the smile that makes him look like Prince Charming and you melt under his gaze, so he drops to his knees in the floor and leans over the bed until his lips are pressing feather-light kisses up and down your swollen slit. He pulls back and blows cool air and you twitch. “You’re so pink,” He breaths, “God, sweetheart, you’re beautiful.”

Then he’s kissing your lower lips the way he would your mouth, slow and passionate, dipping his tongue in deep and lapping your taste into his mouth. He’s soft and tender about it, paying attention to the way you jerk away from him if he’s being too rough and the way your fingers twitch and hold his hair tighter if he’s doing something just right.

You’re on the verge of cumming on his handsome face when he pulls away from you, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand, looking up at you through lidded eyes as he climbs onto the bed between your knees.

“I need you to cum for me one more time.” Jaehyun says, his voice deep and low as he hurries to take off his pants and he palms his cock before lining it up at your entrance.

It doesn’t take you long. When he shifts his hips forward and slowly presses inside, taking care not to hurt you because he knows how sensitive you are, you arch up and your fingers dig into his biceps. Jaehyun ducks his head to kiss your lips and his hips connect with yours, bottoming out, and within a couple of deep strokes you’re shaking and throbbing around his cock. He smiles down at you, watching you with love in his eyes as you cum, never stopping the slow thrust of his hips.

His movements pick up and get sloppy, and he bows his head into the crook of your neck, pounding into you so that you cry out, overstimulated and leaving your nail marks in his arms, and then he stills, surging forward as his cock pulses and he empties himself inside of you.

Jaehyun withdraws from you before he flops onto his back next to you, both of you panting, chests heaving. He reaches over blindly for your hand, lacing his fingers through yours, and he says, “Are you ok, sweetheart?”

“Yes,” You pant. “Wow.”

He chuckles, “Yeah...wow.” He agrees, glancing to his side at you, and you turn to cuddle into him. He kisses your forehead and whispers again into your hair, “Wow.”

[eclecticminded]

Professor Barba part eight

 @ottosuricato asked: More Professor Barba???? Pleaseeeee

Of course!! Hope you like!

Other parts

It’s winter break and you need to get away.

Warnings: Sex. Cursing I think? Food and alcohol mention.

Words:1676

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Also I have a Kofi (link in blog description) if anyone wants to donate!

With winter break in full swing, you and Rafael were freer to see each other.  He already had his next semester planned and had all the time in the world for you. You spent most nights at his place because it was further from campus. Right before Christmas you joined him at a party with his old work buddies, finally meeting the rest of the Squad. Noah was on you like white on rice, never wanting to be away from his best friend. When it was time for bed you put him down and spent time with the adults, no one seemed bothered by the age difference. Except maybe Amanda, but she just took time to warm up Sonny assured you.

 Rafael assumed you were going home for Christmas, and you didn’t correct him. He spent the day with his mother and you spent it alone in your apartment trying not to cry. You made him promise to let you know when he was home safely, and when he did you showed up shortly after sobbing.

 “Cariño? I thought you went home,” he welcomed you into his warm arms and led you to the sofa.

 “I couldn’t afford it, not that I’d want to go back there. I’ve told you the horror stories,” you buried your face in his chest and allowed his scent to calm you.

 “Why didn’t you tell me, I would have brought you with me to mami’s,” he kissed your temple and played with your hair.

 “Didn’t wanna be a bother,” you shrugged.

 “You’re not a bother,” he squeezed you tight.

 “Can I stay here tonight, don’t wanna be alone anymore today,” you reached for a tissue and wiped your face.

 “Of course,” he smiled and you retired for the night, as close as could be even in your sleep.

 The next morning you managed to wake up before Rafael, which was rare, but with your insomnia and erratic sleeping pattern it happened sometimes. After starting the coffee, you hopped in the shower. The smell woke him up, and the sound of water drew him to you. He climbed in behind you and scrubbed your back.

 “Good morning guapo,” you turned to rinse your back and stole a kiss.

 “Morning,” he mumbled, not fully awake yet. You ushered him under the steaming water and massaged his scalp, finding just the spot to make him softly moan in appreciation. His body was next and before you knew it, you were kissing again.

 “I like mornings with you,” you beamed and wrapped around his middle.

 “Do you have plans for the rest of break,” he asked out of the blue.

 “Just spending time with the sexiest man I know,” you purred.

 “Oh I have competition, “he teased.

 “Only with yourself,” you winked.

 “Come away with me,” he lifted your chin to look you in the eyes.

 “Where,” you whispered, suddenly aware of how quiet it was.

 “Anywhere you want,” he kissed you under the water stream, the morning only just beginning.

 When Rafael said “anywhere” he was hoping for crystal clear waters in the Caribbean or Europe. But your lack of passport made that a problem. You put in an application and left for two weeks in California. He’d be back just in time for faculty meetings and you’d be back to get your books.

 The very first thing you did was christen the room by fucking on every surface; the bed, sink, shower, chairs, sofa, desk, and even end tables.  That was followed by dinner in a small bistro and a long watch on the beach. Rafael kissed you under the stars and it felt like magic. He refused sex on the beach however, insisting it was illegal and he couldn’t be caught like that. You reluctantly agreed and went back to the room.

 Most nights it was nice enough that after midnight when people were asleep, you made love on the balcony. Sometimes against the railing overlooking the city. Sometimes in a chair. Once or twice on a pile of blankets and pillows. The city was fun to explore; you rented a car and went on wild adventures. You did the tourist thing, but also went to places only locals knew about.

 One night you had dinner at Rafael’s friend Nick’s place. His kids were over, but he insisted the more the merrier. They adored you as much as Noah did, and Rafael started to think about having kids for the first time in his life. You listened to stories about Nick’s new wife and Rafael teased you went heart eyed.

 “I love love Rafi, leave me alone,” you stuck your tongue out. Zara wanted to show you a drawing she did and Gil wanted to show off his new video game. When you came back Rafael and Nick were talking in hushed voices, so you went to help with dishes but his wife waved you away.

 “What are you two talking about? I hope not me,” you grabbed a couple forgotten dishes to take to the kitchen.

 “Maybe we are,” Nick teased.

 “Oh shush you,” you rolled your eyes, he was already becoming a good friend, already asking you to watch his kids if they came to New York to visit since they adored you.

 “It’s a surprise,” Rafael winked and said his good byes. When you were leaving, he insisted on driving, something he didn’t normally do. You figured it was because you had more to drink than him and didn’t fight it. You didn’t pay much attention, singing along to the radio and holding Rafael’s hand was all you cared about. Until you didn’t recognize anything, too much sand and not enough buildings.

 “I think you went the wrong way love,” you looked around and tried to figure out what happened.

 “No I didn’t,” he tapped the gps.

 “Well my phone says are hotel is in the opposite direction,” you held it up for him to see.

 “Not going to the hotel,” he winked.

 “Is this when you finally reveal you’re a serial killer and are going to kill me? Is Nick your murder partner? I knew he liked me too easily,” you chuckled.

 “Nothing like that,” he pulled into a parking spot near a beach and led you out of the car.

 “Which part,” you teased.

 “Nick just likes you because you’re likeable,” he rolled his eyes and led you down the beach, your sandals filling with sand.

 “I knew you were a serial killer,” you gave up on your shoes and took them off, glass be dammed.

 “Then why are you following me,” he checked his phone then dragged you up a path you’d missed.

 “Must like you or something,” you shrugged and came to a halt beside him.

 “Surprise,” Rafael motioned to a small cave just off the beach hidden away from the main stretch.

 “You’re going to murder me in a cave, how romantic,” you pecked his cheek.

 “You wanted sex on the beach, I talked to Nick and he suggested this place,” he beamed and excitedly bounded down the small hill.

 “You asked Nick the best place to bone me,” you bit your lip to keep from laughing.

 “Yup! His lovely wife suggested in the water and not on the sand. Says you don’t want sand getting in places it shouldn’t.”

 “Fair point,” you stripped down and ran into the water.

 “Wait for me,” Rafael struggled with his pants.

 “Oh no it’s cold,” you screeched and he had to drag you further in. Just inside the mouth of the cave, it was warmer. Your feet could touch the bottom, the water coming just to your chest. The night sky was illuminated with a full moon as Rafael hungrily kissed you pressed into the cave wall. You stroked him, enjoying the moans slipping from his lips.

 “I need you,” he growled and lifted you into his arms, your legs locked behind him and he lowered you down onto his length. His mouth attached to your neck as he rocked in and out of you. Rafael was slow at first, taking his time with you. But soon his instincts took over and he was pounding into you. Your arms wrapped around him to keep from falling but still met him with every thrust.

 You came first, screaming his name into the darkness, it echoing around you. Rafael was close behind you with a grunted shout. He sat you back on your feet, and your knees buckled. He caught you and you both laughed. One more lingering kiss and you went back to hotel, thankful there were extra towels in the backseat.

 On your last full day in California, you were pouting on the balcony when Rafael returned with coffee. He knew not to press you, instead you enjoyed the sunrise together in silence. When you finally went inside to get dressed, he decided it was time.

 “What’s wrong,” he pulled you backwards and tight against him.

 “We can be a real couple here,” you hung your head, “I don’t want to return to reality.”

 “Me either,” he spun you around and hugged you.

 “It’s not fair,” you sighed.

 “I uh reviewed the rules,” Rafael leaned back to look down at you, “And there technically isn’t a rule about dating a student.”

 “Really,” your eyes lit up.

 “I’m not saying we should go around making out in class…but like the dean said, we can be discreet and it will be fine.”

 “I love you,” you yanked his head to yours and kissed him passionately, all tongue and teeth.

 “I love you too,” Rafael’s eyes sparkled when you broke apart to breathe, “Going home doesn’t change that.”

 “It better not,” you wagged your finger in his face and stripped to change.

 “Let’s spend the day naked in bed eating room service,” he suggested and threw his clothes to join yours.

 “Put that giant tub to use one more time,” you raised your eyebrows suggestively.

 “Absolutely,” he tackled you onto the bed, sending you into a fit of giggles.

[sweet-barnes]

Can I have a fic with Sebastian and wake up kisses & morning & stay in bed kisses? Pleaseeeee

hey lovely! i hope you enjoy this! :D 

Prompts: “wake up kisses” / “morning kisses” / “stay in bed kisses” w/ Sebastian Stan

Soft lips pressed slow kisses against the warm skin of your neck, pulling you from your peaceful sleep. Your eyes blinked open a few times before they opened fully. Tilting your head to the side, you spot a mop of dark hair as Sebastian moved further down the column of your next.

The sound of a small whimper leaving your mouth caused Sebastian to move his head back up to be level with yours, a smile playing at the corner of his lips. “Morning, baby,” he drawled, his rough morning voice causing a warmth to spread throughout your body.

“Did you sleep well?” He asked, placing a delicate kiss to the corner of your mouth. You hummed in response, nodding your head slightly. “Definitely, you tired me out pretty well last night Seba,” you giggled, resulting in a grin to spread across your boyfriend’s face. “I’m glad I have that effect on you, darling.”

Saying no more, Sebastian attached his lips to your, slowly dragging his tongue against your bottom lip. He leaned up on his elbow, his other hand dragging up your bare waist, stopping at your rib cage as his thumbs drew small circles against your skin. 

You pulled away, breathing heavily as your eyes slowly opened to meet his magnificent blue ones. “I have to go to work, baby,” Sebastian whispered, nuzzling his nose against yours. “No,” you whined, your face scrunching in protest as you reached your arms up to hook around his neck, pulling his body back down on top of yours.

Seb chuckled, leaning his forehead against yours. Suddenly, you lurched forward, connecting your lips against Sebastian’s in a rush, pressing hard as you let out a soft moan. Seb was soon following your action, wrapping an arm around your waist and switching positions with you, until you were straddling his waist, your lips still connected and your tongues still dancing with each other. 

“Please stay?” You breathed out, once you released the kiss. Sebastian only smiled before shaking his head at you, “five more minutes.”

Drabble Prompts (it may take some time to get through the other requests, i’m revising for college, but feel free to send some in and i will finish them all when i can!)

[buckyownsmyass3]

Getting him home

Pairing : Bucky X Reader

Word count: 1,960

Summary:

Bucky gets kidnapped again by Hydra and after searching for him for months you and the team finally get a location and head out to save him. Y/N gets separated from the team and has to wake up the winter soldier alone.

A/N- Okay I used to always write things on the dL but then I found out I’m just terrible at writing and then some idea for something like this came into my head and it’s probably terrible and you know its actually completely changed from what I thought I was going to be but here we are! It’s probably super cringe and has tonnes of spelling mistakes and bad grammer but whatever what’s new with me I tried anyway😮 let me know what you think of anyone reads anyway👀❣️

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 Bullets flash past your shoulder barely missing as you duck behind a crate to avoid the four Hydra soldiers currently tailing you, Natasha motions you forward before jumping onto the first soldiers shoulders shocking his neck and dropping to the floor with him.

You pull your blade out of your boot and jump at the next solider as Nat gets up, Jumping against the wall onto his back to shiv him before flipping over his head and landing on the next doing the same while Natasha knocks out the last one. Turning to Nat you notice the huge smirk on her mouth “that’s my move nice to see you’ve been paying attention during all that training” she says shoving you as you smirk back before she pulls her wrist up to her mouth to talk.

“level 6 clear Rogers what’s next” Nat shouts into her watch. “keep moving upwards, split up if things get quiet me and Clint are just below you, Bucky should be on level 8 get to him as quick as you can and be careful he’s probably the winner soldier” Cap shouts out between grunts of fighting.

You whip around and and slam your fist against the elevator button and nod towards the stairs “I’ll get to Bucky there’ll be more soldiers on level 7 go up the stairs they won’t be expecting you to just walk in the front door, you can take them by surprise” you say to Nat as she scoffs. “Right and your taking the floor with not only the winter solider but hydra’s best soldiers trying to protect him? Nice try Y/N”

“He’ll recognise me Nat” you spit back almost pissed off, you hadn’t gone through all this training to just be babysitted the whole mission. “Plus you know I can take the Soldiers Iv been practicing with you for 4 months now everyday” you say through gritted teeth as the elevator doors ping open.

“And if he doesn’t? He’ll kill me if anything happens to you especially if I let you just walk up there Y/N i can’t let you, you take the stairs I’ll take the elevator” she says grabbing hold of your wrist.

“You think I came her to help Nat? It’s been 4 Months, you know how much this means to me” you spit ripping your arm out of her grasp while taking a step back. “I can’t just sit back anymore when he’s literally right above me, don’t even dare ask me to hide behind you” you say surprising her by ripping the grapple off her back and flipping you around so your against the window and her backs against the elevator door.

“Y/N please don’t he’ll never forgive me and either will I” she says leaning forward to try grab you again but you step back and lean against the glass.

“I’m sorry” you whisper before kicking your metal boots back against the glass wall and falling out the window while simultaneously throwing your grapple up and latching onto a drain pipe a few story’s above you.

You pull the rope to steady yourself while hanging and scream out as the the grapple unhooks and you feel yourself slipping, Sam whips by and catches you seconds later “nice to know all those lessons on being an awesome avenger like me has been working out the past few months” he shouts over the wind as you laugh.

“Where too princess?” He shouts before flying upwards. “Here will do I guess” you Shout before kicking off him through the 8th floor class wall and gasp as every hydra soldier in the room whips around and place their gun right on you before you duck and roll behind a pillar narrowly missing the bullets flying past you.

“I GOT THIS GO HELP NAT” you yell over your shoulder towards Sam who salutes and descends down. “Y/N what the hell was that???” Nat yells through your ear piece. “What the hell was what? What’s going on” Steve shouts through the speaker next. “Everything’s fine Steve I’m about to get Bucky don’t worry about it” you yell before taking your ear piece out and throwing it to the side.

You didn’t need any distractions right now especially not from the team, you came here to get Bucky back and that’s exactly what you’ll do. This isn’t going to be another ‘almost’ mission you’ve waited too long this time and Natasha’s feeling weren’t going to be the thing to hold you back, you knew she’d get over it eventually but getting Bucky back was more important right now.

You whipped your shield off your pack picked out especially by Tony himself, when you first joined the compound Steve made you start your training with Natasha while also training you with different weapons to see what you felt more comfortable with, with everything being almost too big for you to get used to while also having such a small time frame before coming here you both agreed to stick to knifes do Steve set Barton to help you with aim.

Tony called you up to his labs one day and told you that unless you had some kind of super solider or alien serum that Jarvis couldn’t detect that you happened to be hiding there’s no way you were going on on the field without some form of protection so the shield had to stay.

Rolling forward of the floor while covering your whole body with the shield the bullets started to shoot again and ricocheted off your shield and although it wasn’t as strong as Steve’s it could most definitely take a couple bullets for sure.

You stood up slowly aiming the shield towards where the bullets were coming from just like Clint taught you and held your breath as you heard the grunts of the soldiers dropping as the bullets beat off the shield and back towards them until all the bullets stopped, “sorry boys” you smirked before stepping over them as your eyes locked on Bucky as his body shook as though he was being electrocuted through the glass door a few few feet ahead of you.

You pulled the the small gun out of your wait-band “just in case Y/N” you hear Steve saying in the back of your head and you shoot at the door shattering and stepping over the glass panel and running straight to Bucky.

The machine looks just as he described to you so many months ago after telling you about his nightmares, you had no idea how long he had been hooked up but his temple was bursting with veins and he was drooling while violently shaking.

You ran around the the other side of the chair he was lying on and started pushing random buttons and pulling a lever before the machine stopped hissing and released Buckys face and arms as he collapsed back on the chair panting.

“Buck” you whisper placing your hand on his metal arm and moving closer to him, his eyes were squeezed shut and his chest was moving up and down erratically while panting and drenched in sweat.

“Buck it’s me”

“Come on your okay your safe”

“Please open your eyes we have to go”

You jumped as a large bang slammed against the two metal doors leading to the corridor and the voices of Soldiers starting shouting from the other side of the door as the banging continued.

“Come on Buck we gotta go their coming” you said again grasping his metal arm and tried to drag him into a sitting position. His eyes snap open straight away at the jolt and he looks you dead in the eyes before darting his eyes to the door where the men were about to break in any minute.

You pulled his arm one more time before he pulled it out of your grasp and stood up straight stretching his back before turning his gaze to you again.

“What’s my mission” he announces sternly not taking his eyes of you. “what?” “Buck no there no mission it’s me? It’s Y/N? Your Bucky? you know who you are?” You saying taking a step towards him but he turns away and shoves you behind him as the door gives away and the soldiers barge through guns blazing.

Bucky holds up his arms to stop the bullets but there’s too many so you grab your shield and cover the both of you and Bucky looks at you surprised.

You really thought just seeing you would be enough for him to remember and to be Bucky and not just this killer soldier.

You duck and roll towards your ear piece you threw earlier and place it in your ear again.

“Banner?? Where’s that queen jet it’ll be real handy right about now” you shout running back towards Bucky with your shield still up and cover both of you again as you both back up towards the window.

“Y/N” both Steve and Nat yell at the same time and you wince.

“Where the hell are you? Did you take off the ear piece? I thought you were hurt Y/N you can’t just do that??” Steve shouted next.

“Where the hell are you I can’t get up there they have the whole floor blocked off” Nat yelled next.

“Both of you relax I have Bucky we’re on the 8th floor at the North east window and we’re kinda In a bit of a pickle right now so if someone with maybe a plane of some sort would like to fly up to this window so we could i dont know heroically dive out of it and into the plane like in all the movies that would be great” you yelled down the speaker and turned to look at Bucky just before he dived onto you sending you both flying backwards through the glass you fell through just earlier.

You screamed latching onto Bucky before you realised you weren’t actually falling and were in fact sitting on the ground in the queen jet looking at Nat.

“Sorry didn’t get that what was it you were saying?” She said sarcastically grinning at you. You were about to snark something back to her when you noticed Steve approaching Bucky beside you.

“Buck? Do you know me?” He said slowly approaching him. Bucky has his head down staring at the floor he lifted it slowly to meet Steve’s eyes.

“Steve” he whispered so quietly you almost didn’t even hear him.

“Yeah Buck it’s me, how are you feeling?” He says sitting down In front of him.

“How long has it been”

“ I’m so sorry Buck, I searched everywhere me and Y/N have spent months looking for you we almost had you so many times they kept getting to you first there’s nothing we could do”

Bucky glanced at you as Steve says your name and gives you a small smile and asks you the same question.

“How long”

“Four months” you whisper loud enough that probably only Steve and Bucky could hear you anyway. You couldn’t tell by his expression wether the news upset him or not.

“I’m sorry” he says eyes connecting with yours again.

“What? Buck why? Why are you sorry? You didn’t do anything” you said

desperately searching his eyes for some form of explanation to his apology.

He gives you another sad smile before turning back to Steve, “what now?” He asks more sternly gulping.

Steve stares at his best-friend before answering.

“Wakanda Buck”.

He nods slowly and you feel his hand slowly slip into yours as he leans his head back against the wall and closes his eyes.  

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