#she goes what an ok co worker

[grahamcarmen]

Gonna need a scene where gray needs to be driven somewhere for a VILE mission and driver is the only one around and he tries to prop his feet up on the dash and she pushes them off with a 😒

[todayisafridaynight]

i solemnly swear not to write a fic with a similar premise as one ive done in the past but also i like it when people slow dance.....

[csainzoperator]

yummy: LN4 ☆

summary: y/n is a chef in the mclaren hospitality who is famous for her fabulous recipies. everyone is head over heels for her recipies, and a certain someone is most definitely more than head over heels. but not just for the food.

(lando norris x fem!reader)

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itsmey/n has posted!

another day at work! for the british gp, their special "sticky toffee pudding" was a success :)

tagged: landonorris and oscarpiastri

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landonorris it was so yum (she fed us the so called desert forcefully after giving us a 4 course meal)

- oscarpiastri you're such an ungrateful brat. it was great, bestie itsmey/n

- itsmey/n thank you pastry, and lando...i might leave you to starve to death.

lewishamilton i would kill for a pudding rn! you should drop by merc hospitality y/n!

- mclaren look at you trying to steal our goddamn chef....

f1wagsss oh my god you're so pretty

landonorris has posted!

P2 AT HOME RACE BABY!! so proud of the team to be finishing at P2 and P4. also special thanks to y/n for feeding us well :)

tagged: oscar piastri and itsmey/n

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landonorizz are we gonn ignore the fact that y/n just made it to a lando post???

lechaaair OH Y/N FEEDS US TOO. SHE SERVES ALL THE DAMN TIME. MOTHER 🙏🏼🙏🏼

itsmey/n its literally my job tho...?

- oscarpiastri some people are bad at their job. he's appreciating you for being good. (lando you fr have no rizz man)

carlaando lando are you trynna make a move GN

- landonowinss BROS PROBABLY REGRETTING RN 💀

(time skip!)

it was the hungarian gp. you were in the mclaren hospitality. the mclaren kitchen was quite big, and your co-workers were extremely sweet. you mainly cooked for the drivers and mechanics, while guiding the others. you were tasting a dish when you feel a presence behind you. you immediately recognise who it is.

"what is it now, lando?" you ask with a knowing smile on your face. he sits down on the counter beside you and watches you as you work. "i was wondering if you would like to, maybe, just maybe, come outside with me and sit down and talk and get some food you know?" he blabbers

"are you asking me out on a date?" you tease him. "well, yeah. only if you want it to be. its okay if you say no" he says with a sad smile on his face. you cup his face with one of your hands and give his cheeks a squeeze. "ofcourse i'll come, dumbass. now shoo, let me work. you're too distracting"

the smug smile he has on his face makes you blush. "so i am distracting huh? what else am i? you can give me details when we go on that date" he winks at you and walks off. you just simply shake your head in amusement.

the date goes well. to be honest, more than well. you both have the most fun ever. lando is everything that you craved. he was the sweetest boy. day by day, meal by meal, both of you started talking more, discovering each other. one fine night, in his apartment in london, where you taught him how to bake his favourite cake, he surprises you by asking you to be his girlfriend. you say yes without hesitation. you knew he wasn't going to play around with your heart.

it was the brazilian gp. lando had placed P2 again! you were the proudest girlfriend to exist, and the happiest. you were just so incredibly proud as he was doing so good this year.

itsmey/n has posted!

brazil you were brilliiianttt <3 liked by oscarpiastri, mclaren, landonorris and 92,233 others.

f1wags HOLD UP. SOFT LAUNCHING????

oscarpiastri yuck i hate being around the hospitality now.

landonorris 🌟

- carlandodod PLS IM NOT OK WHAT DOES THIS MEAN.

- leclercvc oh. my. god. guys. i think its lando and y/n.

f1gosssip apparently some people saw looking for his "girlfriend" after the race, and some people even saw him kissing a girl in the mclaren garage! we hope its y/n 😫

y/nfannn MOTHER WHO IS THAT

landonorris has posted!

brazil with bae. thank you team for making the P2 happen! more to come.

p.s i don't believe in soft launches. she let me hard launch after 8 races 🖐🏼

tagged: itsmey/n and mclaren

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oscarpiastri GAG

carlandooo MAMA Y PAPA

carlossainz55 finally mate! congrats :)

maxverstappen1 lando isn't a kid anymore

f1wags OFFICIALLY OUR FAV WAG (with lily obv)

itsmey/n i love you, baby! super proud <3

- landonorris i love YOU. so much. so much.

paddockclubb 8 RACES?? HOW LONG HAS THIS BEEN GOING ON OMG

the end ♡

[lovecoree]

𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐈𝐍 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐊 — 𝐉𝐉𝐊

synopsis: bf!jungkook x black gf!reader

synopsis: going to jungkook’s tattoo shop after work is a daily routine that you love, especially when you can show off your cute pink outfits to him all the time!

warning: fluff, kissing (quick peck on the lips), reader is black coded, reader uses she/her prns, jungkook loves reader’s smile, let me know if there’s more!

a/n: I was going to post this on Jk’s bday, but I was too busy to finish :(

The doorbell chimed as you entered jungkook’s shop, heels clicking on the hardware floor as you walked further into the establishment. Cold air conditioner on to prevent any type of heat, all black furniture and dim lights just the way jungkook likes it.

Walking further into the back of the shop, you could hear the faint sounds of his tattoo gun. Knocking before entering, jungkook didn’t need to look up, hearing your heels click with every slow step was just enough for him to know it was you. “Hi baby.” Jungkook spoke voice coming out in a small whisper yet you still heard him smiling from ear to ear as you watched him focus on his clients tattoos that was on his forearm.

“Hi babe.” Was all you said taking a seat in the corner of the room where his desk was. Drawings, pencil shavings and pencils scattered his desk. Jungkook was a amazing drawer, he was always excited to create pieces for his clients that wanted a surprise tattoo, letting his creative mind run wild. You smiled seeing the pink drawing notebook you gifted him on his birthday opened on his desk with drawings on the pages.

Jungkook loved it, it stood out from his already filled up drawing notebooks that were black or a dark grey. He loved it to the point that he carried it everywhere he goes instead of leaving it in the shop on his shelf where the others are. He practically scolded anyone that teased him for having it. “You laughing?” Hard glare set on his face as the person stops their laughter.

“How was your day?” Bringing you out of your thoughts, you looked up at jungkook to see him still working. “Hmm it was ok, my co-worker kept stressing me out ‘bout the way I did things saying ‘it’s common sense to do it this way’ ” you rolled your eyes remembering how much she kept nagging you at the cafe, even while you were taking a customer. It was embarrassing yet you put on a smile keeping a professional tone as you fixed your “mistake.”

“That sucks..I’d hate to come up there and cause problems.” Jungkook smiled turning to look at you for a split second just to see you laughing along with him. The smile that always manages to melt his heart. “As much as I love that, I still need my job.” Jungkook nodded his head understanding, wiping his design with green soap to get rid of extra ink. Straightening his back you could here the groan leaving his lips as he stretched a little.

Both him and his client stood up after the long session. Walking to the front of the shop for jungkook’s client to pay. You could here a faint ‘have a good day’ before heavy footsteps could be heard from jungkook’s chunky black combat boots.

you stood up from his desk as he entered the room, the smile gracing his face as he took in your outfit. “You look amazing, pretty.” Jungkook mumbled, pulling you closer by the waist. Planting a kiss on your lips causing your lip gloss to smudge on his lips. You smiled as you rubbed the access off with your thumb, pink acrylic grazing his top lip slightly in the process.

“If you keep smiling like that, my next customer is going to be hearing things.” Raising his pierced eyebrow, he smirked seeing you giggle. You knew the effect you had on him and you tease him every time.

your pink platform heels clicked against the floor as you moved away from jungkook, watching your every move as you leaned against his desk. “What’s stopping you?”

Jungkook gave you a ‘say less’ look before jogging towards the front door of his shop flipping his sign, not regretting his decisions for his clients that has been book for today.

Jungkook’s tattoo shop: closed

[kayhi808]

Neighbors - Alpine

Masterlist

Bucky hates that you walk home alone after your set at the Flatiron Room, so he's been meeting you after work so you both can grab dinner & head home together. Arriving a little early, Bucky turns down the side alley, making his way to the employee entrance/exit. There's more trash than normal in the alley. Shaking his head, he nudges some of the crates & boxes to the side with his foot.

The last box he shoves emits a high pitch "meow" and Bucky freezes. No. He doesn't see any movement from the box, maybe he imagined it. He goes to lean up against the wall opposite the door. The door opens, but it not you. Your co-workers walk down the alley and as they pass the box, he hears another loud "meow".

Walking over to the box he lifts one of the top flaps and there's a kitten. "Damn it." Bucky squats down & there a dirty white cat meowing. "Hey, buddy." The kitten stretches up the side of the box, meowing. "It's ok. I got you." He reaches in to take the kitten out & it start to shriek & hiss. "Whoa! Hold on." He takes away his hand not wanting to scare the ball of fluff. This gets repeated twice. "Look, you're going to need to cooperate here."

"What are you doing??" You walk out to see your boyfriend hunched over a dirty box in the alley.

"Oh, hey Doll!" Frowning, he stands and gives you a quick kiss. He points to the box. "I got me a pet."

"Oh, Bucky!"

"His name is Alpine...Al." The tiny kitten meows pitifully so you try to pick him up and he immediately goes into hiss-mode. "Jesus."

"I know! It's like, 'you want to get out or not?". You remove the scarf from around your neck and hand it to Bucky. "Use this."

Bucky drops your scarf over the kitten & takes it out of the box. He's making so much noise. "Shhhh. You're safe, Al. I got you." After Bucky's coo-ing, the kitten is still screaming. "I'm saving you, dummy."

You hit Bucky's arm, "Don't call him a dummy! He's just scared." You pout and try to uncover his head, so he can at least see what's going on. Once his head is free from the scarf, he quiets & gives you both a silent meow that melts your heart. You go to scratch his head & he wiggles and hisses. Bucky laughs as you jerk your hand back. "See, dummy." And yet Bucky still brings him closer to his chest, to try & keep him warm.

******

The kitten stayed silent on the walk home as long as you both didn't touch it. Dirty little face taking in all the sights of the big city while nestled up against Bucky's chest.

You make a quick stop at the corner store to see if they got anything for kittens, which wasn't much. You got cat litter but all they had was adult cat food. It's better than nothing. Bucky can go shopping tomorrow.

Letting yourselves into Bucky's apartment, "He's probably starving."

"I got some chicken in the fridge." You head towards the kitchen to dice up some leftover rotisserie chicken. You heat that up and go to find Bucky.

He's in the living room setting up a box for his new friend. "We got a problem."

"What's wrong!?"

He lifts Alpine up to show you despite the angry hissing. "Al is a girl!"

You laugh, "That's not a problem."

Putting her down so she can investigate the chicken. "I already thought of him...her as a boy. He's my buddy."

"Well...she can still be your buddy. What? Do you want to get rid of her now?"

"No!!"

"Okay then."

You both sit on the floor and watch her gobble up her food. Bucky is able to pet her head because she's so distracted by her food. She can't bother with hissing. Once Alpine is done eating Bucky gives her a bath which didn't go at all well. You're in the kitchen putting sandwiches together for dinner but you hear her high pitch meowing. Bucky's cajoling only makes her scream louder.

He finally brings her out, "She was filthy." He puts Alpine on the floor and she is pristine white.

"She's so cute! Look at your daughter." He sits down with you to eat as he lets Alpine explore.

"Sorry about tonight."

"Don't be! I can't believe how cute she is. She was so dirty." You watch her wander around the living room like she owns the place.

"Am I doing the right thing in keeping her?" Bucky's eyes follow her around the room and you know he's a goner. No way is he giving up this kitten.

"Was she better off in the alley?"

"I could drop her off at the animal shelter tomorrow. I'm sure a family would adopt her." You already see the pain in his eyes just thinking of giving her up. At that moment Alpine walk up to Bucky's feet and taps it with her paw and meows at him. "Hey Al, what's up? She meows again & when he just smiles at her, she starts making biscuits to his socks. You both look at each other with silent gasps.

"She's not going anywhere," you laugh.

Alpine gives a big yawn and a last meow, before Bucky reaches down to pick her up. Not a hiss or a scream is heard. He cradles the kitten in the crook of his arm and she starts to purr and falls asleep.

"I'm going to head home. I'll let you bond with your baby," you tease, dropping a kiss to his lips, "Congratulations, Nerd. I'll see you tomorrow."

Laughs, "G'night, Doll."

"Sleep tight, Alpine," you give her a couple scratches before you head next door.

[fics-lovebot]

seventeen fic recs

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· · ♡ · · tysm to the amazing creative minds of the writers for giving me sevaral moments of joy reading your creations

i´ll be constantly updating this list so make sure to check it out often for new recs ;)))

pls remember to reblog if you like any of my recs❤️

poly

dating svt (hyung line) - LOVE IT, joshua got me on a chokehold, and wonwoo PLEASEEEEEEEEEEE :( wherecanIgetoneofthose

dating svt (maknae line) - mingyu as a back hugger is so :(((((((((, I can totally see dino writing love letters to his s/o :(((

pick-up lines - non-idol! au, fluff, silly af, my favs are jeonghan, jun, wonwoo, woozi, mingyu, chwe and chan

you take your promise ring off during a fight - performance unit, vocal unit , hip-hop unit, angsty af, made me cry a little

reaction to the camera panning to them when their idol!s/o is on stage - idol!au, idol!reader, dsfkjsdfjh the jeonghan is my fav idk

kitten ears - pwp, smut, hybrid!reader in heat, LEMME TELL YOU SOMETHING ABOUT THIS ONE RIGHT HERE, IT´S FILTH,,,,, and my fav one is hoshi´s LDJSLFJH read it whenever you feel like having a smut fest

hip hop unit

seungcheol

let me take care of you - drabble, fluff, hubby!cheol, pregnant reader, he is straight uP husband soon-to-be-daddy material, this was so CUTE,,,

caught in a trap - smut, seunkwan´s sister!reader, older brother´s bff!cheol, face riding, he makes you beg for it, “you’ve got me in your little trap, baby. what are you gonna do with me?” SLDKJSHDFKSJ whY is he like tHAT??

as your boyfriend - he gets offended if you don´t let him pay???? now THAT´S my kind of man

whatever you say - fluff, crack, text au, #simp, this is funny lmao

wonwoo

he angry fucks you bc he lost in a video game - blurb, smut, explicittt, the title??? I can see the vision. listen the way this just escalated INMEDIATLY I-, he is ANGRY FR FR in the hottest way, just read it ok pls

he´s rough and in love - smut, just pwp, i made up the name bc it is what it is, he´s already made you cum twice but he still looks at you with eyes full of the purest love while doing the nastiest things, puthy clenching dirty talking, you talk too much, y’know that?, he wanted to keeP GOINg like,,,,sir

the peephole - smut, perv!wonu, roomies au, he´s obsessed, "Speak up, slut. Or have I fucked you completely stupid already" UMMMM?????

scented candles - e.r, fluff, idk idk idk this was cute

couple things - slice of life, fluff, “is there… a reason you’re upside down, my love?” 

needle in the hay - idol au, angst, smut, break up au, idol!reader, 97-liner! reader, poor wonu, slow burn kinda, he´s hopeless and scared and nervous

lingering looks - fluff, idol romance u, POWER COUPLEEEEEEE, I love it, this could be us but he playin

marriage -married life au, dad!wonu, his daughter (a child) wants to marry uncle gyu so he goes on cardiac arrest bc there´s no mf way bUT at least it wasnt soonyoung

workplace crush - work au, co-worker!wonu, I CAN TOTALLY SEE HIM AS "THE IT DEPARTAMENT CRUSH"!!!!! I would have had to quit, it´s too much

cat and mouse - smut, kinda red flag!wonu, "Wonwoo thinks you’re the cutest person ever. And the part of you he finds the most cute? The fact that you actually think he’s going to let you avoid him forever." FLSDUKFJHSLDKJFH

arguments - smut, “You remember how I dealt with that little attitude of yours last time?”  he´s a cocky mf

wisdom tooth surgery - fluff, reader is out of it bc of anesthesia and she cant believeee mingyu´s hot rommie is her mans, it´s a nice read

bruised - angst, fluffy ending, break up au, tough guy wonu but he´s actually a cutie pie, he´s careless about his safety, I LOVE ITTT, the angst is gewd

what you need - smut, shy!reader, soft dom!wonwoo, praise kink, JEON MF WONWOO I- LSFHSKDJFHLSJDFLH this made me blush yall, the ending too sdfksdfkh

mingyu

birthday boy - fluff, f2l, the fLIRTING!!??, i honestly blushed, my eyes got watery and everythin, i HATE IT (not) bc why is he so dreamy every TIME??, also,,, the make out sesh?? MY GODDD, i swear I felt it. he. is. inloveeeeee

first kiss - fluff, established relationship, he IS going to kiss you or else,,,,the man is obsessed

he´s big - smut, size kink,"daddy's too big for you? s'okay, princess, you can do it. you can take it. you're my good girl." CALL THE MF POLICE RN!!!!1!!!!! iminlove

big buff gyu - smut, manhandling, dom!gyu, “look at me, let me see you cry, baby” STOOOOOPPPP sksdfnslflfwkf

beach boobs babes - smut, beach au, chubby reader, big boobs, he´s suffering sfjfjdhdjdh, HE´S COCKY,, literally, shit talker, titty fuckin, he likes thicc girlsssss

pup code - fluff, smut, crack, size kink kinda, mingyu has a fat crushhhh, lowkey himbo vibes, he gets so nervous lmao, jeonghan is a lil shit, somebody help mingyu omg, wonwoo is a victim!!!!!, “I’ve never done the Zoolander face in my life!” jefjrejufriuj

sleepy talk - fluff, married au, “Do you think I’m pretty?” “Sweetheart, we’re married.”

his girl - smut, angst, emotionally unavailable reader, whipped mingyu, “i’ll fuck you forever.. as long as you want. fuck you ‘til you never wanna leave again”

funfetti - bf!gyu, birthday au, so FLUFFY I WANNA CRYYYYYYYYYY love him sm :(

hybe romance - idol!gyu, idol!reader, fluff, love itttttttttttt, THOSE PICS OF MINGYU ON PART 2 LORDDDD, if I was an idol hanging out with the 97 squad i´d be a hOE, no questions asked, bunch of men i want to fucc sitting together would be the end of me

pussy drunk - smut, pussy whipped, "i'm legit gonna kill myself if we dont fuck again", HE NEED SOME MIL

creep - smut, halloween au, serial killer!gyu, ghost!gyu, jeonghan is always starting some shit I swear, this is DIFFERENTTT and the smut is so good yall PLEASE read it

first morning together - fluff, UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH :((((((( ihateithere

warm on a cold night - fluff, college au, bsf to lovers, it´s cute

daddy - smut, lowkey fluff, dom!mingy, daddy kink, SIZE KINK are we even surprised atp?, innocent! reader

drunk giant - drunk!mingyu, bc why would he try to challenge cheol to a drinking game??, wonwoo is tired, and somebody get hoshi´s lips off of seokmin!

gym and thirst - smut, those pics of mingYU NAUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR WOOF WOOF SDKHWEYWRAWRRAWRAWR bc why tf would joshua do that for????? pls I love big men

mingyu´s cause of death - FLUFF, bf!gyu, this made me really want to cry myself to sleep from the beggining bc there´S NO WAAAAAAAAYYYYY :´´) so cute #simp #whipped

heater - fluff, gyu is cold,,,or is he not, “you’re literally taking all of my body heat, that’s why i’m cold,” “maybe if you didn’t insist on using my boobs as a pillow-,” “oh shut up,”

stain on the sink - fluff, e.r, slice of life, sex joke, you bleach his hair, is so domestic idkidk

cuffing season - smut, richbf!mingyu, he got a black card, good money, good job, loves spoiling you AND he´s wearing the wife beater - grey sweats combo??????? CUFF HIM UP NAAAOWWW, AND AND AND he also makes sure to fuck you without ruining your hair and nails that HE PAID FOR!!!!!! BUT since he gets a lil carried away and you chipped a nail he gives 300 dollar$$$ to get it fiixed right away LIKE????? god please when is it my turn to be happy

worshipping you - smut, sub!gyu, a short one but WHEEEWW

wet sound - smut, short one, THE DIRTY TALK!!!!!! I HATE HIMMMMMMMMMM bc wdym he makes her shut up so she can listen to her wet coochie sOUNDS????? call 911 rn

kitty - smut, THE VISUALS??!?!??! the way this played in my mind had me shook

trouble - fluff, non-idol!gyu, you´re his pretty mess, lowkey brat reader, in love gyu, baking cookies with his cute lil helper sdfljsdfljh :( its cute

vernon

vernon loves your face - he´s so in love omg, sdsdkfj it´s so cute

coffee talk - fluff, coworker!vernon, work romance au, jwhhxsjxsjd cutee

no studying for you - smut, he isn´t letting you study, “Hansol! For the love of fuck!” “Yeah that’s me, I love to fuck,” what?? dkdsfjfj

bias - fluff, slice of life, idol!au, you make the cats choose their svt bias, IT SO WHOLESOME :((((((((

vocal unit

woozi

joshua

bad joke - angst, fluff, calling you clingy

tom and jerry - smau, fluff, crack, text au, SOMEBODY COME GET JISOO LMAOO, he´s doing too much

mr. nice guy - smut, next door neighbors au, I HATE HIM skfffkjs this got me blushing and shit, he cosplays as a gentleman but he´s actually just a flirty nasty mf

seokmin

You Know What They Say About Men With Big Feet - smut, big feet, big nose, big muscles and a big dicc YUPPPPPP, seokmin has it ALL

perfect man - smut, he´s a gentleman, reader makes the mf move and I would have too

jeonghan

2am conversations - slice of life, “what if crabs think that fish can fly?” “angel, it’s two in the morning,” sdkhfksb it´s cute :(((( so domesticc

such a flirt - fluff, he keeps on flirting but has a breakdown when you flirt back lmao, cute

call me by his name - smut, softdom! wannabe harddom! hannie, hSLFDHSLKFH I CAN REALLY SEE THIS HAPPENING idk idk

the long way - model!jeonghan, staff!reader, UGGHHDSLHFLSKH i love this, he´s so confident and lowkey straight forward

tinted windows - smut, ceo!hannie, panty ripper,, literally, car sex, “sir you have a meeting in twenty minutes.” “fuck that stupid meeting, i have more important things to be doing right now.” IT´S GOOD YALL

seungkwan

dance unit

hoshi

why do you love me? - fluff, blurb, so cute

too hot - very suggestive, naaaahhhh he was done for before it even started

first time - smut, fluff, crack, they´re both dumb, reader is boldddd lmao, #couplegoals

drunk and in love - fluff, wasted!hoshi, him in his tiger patterned-shirt, asdkjasdh he´d deff be like this, he rants about how wonderfull you are to whoever got ears, so cute

junhui

jun realizes he has a size kink - blurb, smut, the words he SAIDD I-, in my opinion it was too short!1! that was some good stuff

how badly do you want this? - smut, oral, 7 mins in heaven, it´s hottt

minghao

lollipops and candy bars - smut, sub!hao, reader loves to tease, cute and innocent looking reader, hao needs help lmao, "Well, I finished off my lollipop a while ago, do you have anything else I could suck on?” SKLHDLFJHKLDJ wow

chan

[noemilivv]

Ok so I saw you do husk which is amazing there is a lack of him which is so sad he's amazing

Anyway!, could you do a Husk x reader where they work at the bar with him? If not that's ok!

hi!! obv i can do that for you!! husk is by far my most requested character, although i feel bad cuz i do not think i do him justice haha, but either way, i’m glad to be the one to give a little push on husk content lol

Warnings: S1 spoilers, not proofread, don’t be mean about this one I’m very proud of this😭

Husk x Co-Worker!Reader

Headcanons

When Husk first started found out he had to share the bar with someone, to say he was thrilled was a lie, especially considering it was someone new to the hotel — so even if it was someone annoying, at least he’d be used to them, so he wasn’t sure what to expect from you

Turns out, you weren’t too bad, you weren’t shabby at your job, and you were a chill person, so ultimately, he didn’t mind

You two kinda became a therapist duo — if someone was at the bar, upset, while you were both working, you two took two sides of the job

He’d be more of the advice kinda guy and call them out if they fucked up, but on the other hand, you would encourage and validate their feelings but try to lightly put them down if they made a mistake

“Girl, trust me, everything you did is valid and understandable, and sure..you didn’t do everything right, but no one does! She needs to understand tha-” You started to go on to Vaggie as she finished her rant about her and Charlie, you continued to wipe down the counters as you spoke.

“That would be true, BUT she literally kept a secret from her that goes against everything she wants to fuckin’ accomplish.. Look, you fucked up, and she shoulda known sooner. But then again, she also can’t stay in there forever..” Husk said, as he moved to get a bottle, so he could pour Vaggie another drink.

Normally, you guys worked together, but you two also had quite a few shifts alone so the other could catch a break

Husk taught you pretty much everything you knew, but mainly Husk made drinks, and you cleaned up afterwards, but that tends to rotate

Soon enough, you guys closed the bar for a night, so you guys could have your own lil one-on-one yap sesh 🥰

[nonymous-nb]

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Medkit x Reader

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"Charged kisses."

PHIGHTING! | One-shot | Fluff | Romantic.

Warning/s: [fluff. :( ]

Extra: [Hi, I'm still alive + not fully proofread]

You and Medkit have been dating for almost a year now, it was quite the shock when some of the other phighters found out about it.. Other than Subspace and their Biografts, of course. The same also goes for the warden and his "family" as he didn't trust them with the information of him dating you, yet. Sword mostly did the cheering for the both of you. (He also teased Medkit about it and he didn't get any healing from him during the phights after that.) The day the Broker found out about it gave Medkit a slight panic attack, he does not want the Broker to turn you into a blackmail for him to do more stuffs than he already has, he was considering having a break-up with you due to not want to endanger you, but also doesn't want to tell you about the stuffs he went through with the said "family". That was until Scythe had accidentally met you and found you quite entertaining, she even treated you as a part of the "family" even if you weren't in the cult. Even saying how she sees you as a "sibling" as you both hangout, that didn't calm Medkit's nerves though. Medkit couldn't help but tell you the half of the truth about what he has been doing for work and what he truly was.

A criminal.

Medkit was sure you were going to leave him as you finally knew about what he does and what he truly is, his heart slowly breaking and sinking as you only stayed silent for a while. He was about to apologize and leave until you took his hands in yours, smiling at him softly and told him that you still love him as him and not even his work would ruin his and yours relationship, you were gonna make the man cry and emotional as you shower him with love and care.

Medkit really does hold you dear.

After a few more months he then finally found the courage and trust for you to learn more about his background, what he does in his work and his very.. very interesting co-workers. Sure it did still give you a slight fright due to them being criminals; how much they've done to innocent people and all that jazz, but that didn't deter your love for him, nuh uh, he's stuck to you till the very end until you die. How did you even get this fine man?

Though, since he has work 24/7 as it can sometimes go for even a week straight; that never deter both of your love and admiration for each other. Now you're here, stuck in your own shared apartment.. All alone with nothing to do than try to entertain yourself as you wait for your lover's arrival as he last texted.

You stared at the ceiling; feeling bored as hell as you can't seem to think of anything to do this time as you usually do. Plus, your lover is almost coming back home from work. You sighed as you sat up from the couch and took your phone; scrolling through stuffs to see if you could do something to entertain yourself for a while as you wait. You scrolled a few more times before stopping, scrolling back up to see what you found interesting. "Oh, it's a new plushie." The design was really quite alright, a humanoid person with a black hat and an eye for a head was the new plushie on the plush shop that you liked and bought at least twice on.

You were about to click it to see more until a notification popped up on your phone, distracting you. Seeing a very familiar name on the notification, you clicked on it which took you to the messaging app as a familiar demon messages you.

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⏎ [ The Best Dealer🤫🧏 ]

[ The Best Dealer🤫🧏 ]

: {Attachment_stling_mney.lnk}

: you should def buy sum of this stufs fr ×:3

[ Remaining Eyes < You ]

: Broker.. I'm not falling for that.

[ The Best Dealer🤫🧏 ]

: dam worth a shot 😔

: ok thus is what i actually wanna send ya!

: [Attachment_rppring_lpstck.lnk]

[ Remaining Eyes < You ]

: I don't do makeups as well Broker ತ⁠_⁠ತ

[ The Best Dealer🤫🧏 ]

: nah dis thing is like invis then appers later on

: yo culd prank mskit wit dis too!

: i kno ya bord so think bout da offer ×:3

[ Remaining Eyes < You ]

: Alrighty then I will

: But first off, why do you now type like that—

[ The Best Dealer🤫🧏 ]

: Ops aft me LOL

: OH SJIT THR WATDEN IS HERE TOO

[ Remaining Eyes < You ]

: O h

: Goodluck escaping—

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"Rip Broker.." You let out an airy chuckle not even wondering what that demon did. You looked back at the link that Broker sent you thinking about the said offer. Finding that it's actually a good little harmless prank on your lover when he comes home from a long day of work, You then nodded to yourself and quickly read through the reviews seeing if it's legit or not. After finding the reviews all positive with a couple of showcasing, you then ordered the lipstick. "This will be interesting.."

Now you just need to wait for a few days to get it. You sent a quick peace sign to Broker, telling him you got it as he replied with the thumbs up emoji.

Now you just have to wait for your package.

A few days had past and your package finally arrived!

as well as your lover.. :0

"Buying some stuffs online again, I see." Medkit hummed as he carries a small boxed package, handing it to you. "So, what did you order online this time?" Medkit gave you a small peck on your forehead as he went inside your shared apartments, sitting down on the couch to rest and placed his little kit on the couch as well. "Well, y'know.. some typical me stuffs." You told him as you close the door, walking to the table to place the box on it. "How's work this time? A certain dealer still bothering you?" You changed the subject not wanting him to get curious about your little package. Medkit groaned at the mention of a certain dealer. "He kept asking me about.. something. And later on 'telling' me how I shouldn't mess up on some things." Medkit vents about his frustrations about the dealer and how stressful work is. You hummed as you went to where he was and sat down beside him, slowly and gently taking his hands in yours; pulling him gently towards you as you made him lean into your arms. His hands lightly flinched at the small gesture as he stopped talking for a few minutes, not expecting the sudden physical contact. After some time he relaxed; adjusting his postion and slowly hugs your waist as you fully lay him onto you, nuzzling his head a bit onto your shoulder while being mindful of his horns. You both knew that he still wasn't fully the one for physical touches as he's had a fair share of trauma, but he quickly relaxes, you were different, you feel so warm and comforting.. he loves and cherishes the feelings he always has with you whenever he's free from the hell he calls work.

"But, other than those it was alright.. Scythe has protected me during the phights whenever I get targeted by a certain scientist and.. it's creation." You began to massage Medkit's temple feeling that he's getting even more stressed by thinking about it, you could slightly hear a small bit of rumbling from Medkit.. it almost sounds like a soft purr. "Both the boss and the dealer said hi to you as well." He murmured as he got comfortable at his laying position. "You should definitely get some rest now. You got some work tomorrow too, don't you?" You asked him as you tried to get him to sit up so he could sleep and rest in your shared bedroom. He let out a slight groan as he wants to stay in that position and spend time with you as it's been so long since you both could spend a whole day together. Though he knew you were also right, he reluctantly sat up from his position and let you drag him towards the bedroom.

You let him change his clothings privately first.

You then led him into the bedroom, laying him down and tucking him in the bed. "I'll do something real quick alright? I'll be back later." You told him as you were about to leave the room. He wanted to ask what you were going to do, but quite hesitant to do so. So he laid back down in bed waiting for you to return. You'll come back either way.. he hopes so, as you close the bedroom's door.

You would be back later though, you just need to put your little package somewhere so he doesn't see the product.

You then open your little package to reveal a packed up lipstick with a light slightly transparent teal case and a silver lid. Opening the lid revealed a clear clear wax, inside of it having cute little designs containing stars and flowers. "Huh, pretty.." You admired the lipstick before closing it up and standing up from the couch, heading straight to the drawer that's near the couch placing it inside; making sure it's hidden.

You then went straight back into the bedroom; sitting down onto the bed beside Medkit as you tuck in yourself into the blanket you both are sharing; making yourself comfortable. "Goodnight, Medkit.." You whispered thinking that he's already asleep as you nuzzle onto his side slightly but still keeping a some distance incase he wants his space in his sleep. "Goodnight.." You lightly flinched not expecting any reply back, you were about to ask why he's still awake until he moved to face you, hugging your figure close to him. You were about to lightly tease him until he spoke again. "Say something about this and I'm sleeping on the couch."

You then stayed silent during the night.

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Morning finally came.

You did some light stretching as you finally wake up, your arms still wrapped around your lover's sleeping form, you tried to open your eyes to look at the clock.. yeaaah, bad idea. You then let out a light hiss as the sun greeted you head on from your window, you quickly flipped it off as you tried to adjust your vision at the sudden brightness. "Stupid sun's brightness so early in the morning.." You grumbled out as your vision finally adjusted, you moved away from Medkit to check the time. Medkit let out a groan at the lost of warmth as he tried to get you back for more sleep, you just held his hand as he lightly drifted off to another sleep.

"5am.. Medkit, my beloved, it's time to wake up my dear." You said hushly, yawning at the same time as you let go of his hand. You heard another groan from your lover as he begrudgingly sat up; still tired as he rub his working eye lightly. You then stood up from your bed to do your usual morning routine, Medkit did his after you finished.

You were now in the kitchen making Medkit some quick breakfast and his dark coffee, your mind quickly drifted off to the lipstick. "Oh, the lipstick!" You finally remembered what you and Broker talked about, you then thought of scenario for it as you let out a few silent chuckle at the idea. You then placed his breakfast and coffee on the table while waiting for him innocently.

Medkit then came out of your shared bedroom, ready for work, going to the table to where the food is not before giving you a small forehead kiss before going to sit and eat. "Aren't you gonna eat as well?" Medkit asked you as you chilled on the couch. "Hmm, not hungry yet.. I'll eat later so don't worry!" Medkit nodded at you while saying something along the lines that you should. While Medkit is busy eating and his attention is on the food, you quietly reach for the drawer taking out the familiar lipstick, as you hid it behind you, you'll put it on after he's done eating to make sure the lipstick won't show early and ruin the little prank.

It wasn't that long till Medkit finished his breakfast as he made his way into the kitchen to wash his plate. You then took out the lipstick that you're hiding observig it before putting some on you, as you're done you took out your phone to see if it's visible and man was it not. Now the question, does it appear later on? As you were pondering about if it's going to appear or not, Medkit came out of the kitchen and grab his case. "I'll be going now, I shall see you when I get home soon." He said as put on his shoes and was going to open the door.

"Wait!"

Medkit stopped on his tracks as he looks back at you with a raised eyebrow. "A kiss before you go?" Damm, you getting real bold right now, you still couldn't help the slight blush of embarrassment creeping in. "Oh? Care to explain why?" You pouted at his question. "Because it might take you another whole week off.. and I'll miss you.." You guys are dating for almost a year, ALMOST and yet you're still shy about asking for some type of affection due to you being the one who always show him some affection. You could feel Medkit's little sly smile as he knew what he was doing, he letting out a pleased chuckle he then went to where you were and placed a kiss on your forehead. "There, now I'll be goi— mphh?!" Medkit let out a small yelped as you pull him back in for an actual kiss, you could feel his face heating up as you didn't let go and kept kissing him a bit more longer. Medkit could feel his face heating up more and his heart beating fast as you don't pull away.

Someone save him. :(

You finally pulled back after leaving a few more kisses on his face. Now, finally getting a good look at Medkit, he looks like he's still processing what even happened as his face look like a giant lightbulb as he pull back and let out a light cough on his hand, still not facing you. "I.. think it's time for work— uhm.. see you later." He then gave you a nod as he went to go out the door to leave. Oh how you love to see that old man flustered at times.

"Hehe, I wonder what his reaction would look like when he gets home.."

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Scythe and Broker was casually chatting the other polishing their weapon as the other laid on the couch. "OH!! And get this: a certain warden was stupid enough to—"

The door opened.

Scythe perked up at the sound of the door opening. "Howdy, 'kit! Ya should hear what happened with the warde—" Scythe then stopped in her tracks as she observes Medkit face. Medkit senses her stare as he look at her. "Wha—" Before he could ask what is going on, Broker let out some loud giggles and cooing noises. Medkit just gave him a narrowed glance until a weight was added onto his shoulder. "Damn 'kit~ didn't know ya and the jewel were getting freaky at it!"

Medkit choked on his saliva as he pull away, face heating up at the slight thought. "What— No! We never did, what are you talking about.?" He asked, quite shock as he never expected that I mean.. you both just shared some kisses, but neither Scythe and the Broker needs to know that. What even got Scythe to say such thing? "Awh, no need to be so shy Meds! It's totally fine by us!" Now it was the Broker's turn to tease him. Scythe snickered as she patted Medkit on the back of his shoulder. Medkit moved away a bit and gave the two a narrowed look. "I don't have anymore patience to deal with the both of your shenanigans. What is it?" Oh how he wish he could just walk out of here and go home. "Hah! No need to be so snarky 'kit!" Scythe laughed as she took out her phone and places it in front of Medkit's face.

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≻──────── ⋆At Reader⋆ ────────≺

You were casually flipping through channels on your television until you hear a notification popping on from your phone, curious. You took your phone that's on your side of the couch and check out who caused the notification.

You then froze as you read the notification.

[ Handsome Old Man♡: I'll be charging you 5000 bux per kiss stains you've left on me today, now Scythe and the Broker won't stop bothering me about it. Oh and your punishment is that you'll be receiving no kisses nor cuddles from me for a whole month. ]

"Well, fu—"

[uninformedartist]

So hey long time no see, just popping in to say that this video by Official_TVC is bullshit.

So summary + thoughts:

Video starts off with defintions on different types of stalking & they say Vivienne has experienced all this kind of stalking. Then goes on to say its 2 individuals doing this stalking and they we the viewer doesn't need to know them, Official_TVC has done a lot of research on them and we should should trust Official & their word without evidence because apparently they retweeted something on twitter & it was a tumblr post thats supposedly exposed Vivienne's siblings, personal things ect. All this is hearsay by you, it shouldn't make the average viewer trust your word. Yes I've seen things but that was from posts I've seen.

Aside -honestly Official should be questioning the anon asks we get on here, some of the asks contain some questionable info like how do you get that info. People get asks on here containing info, people don't go out & hunt all Vivienne's private life, we receive stuff thats how things come to light, OTHER PEOPLE SEND US STUFF.

All the background of the video is helluva boss/hazbin scenes coupled with music from respective shows. No evidence, not even heavily censored evidence to protect Vivienne, just Official_TVC talking & basically saying "trust me bro I did research, believe me". This is heinous accusations, individuals you are talking about & you give nothing. It could be lies for all people know, I don't even believe & I've seen the things you're referring to.

Continued, the stalkers, the 1st one is a "troll" according to Official_TVC & the second is supposedly so bad they were quote " has been 15 ft from vivziepop", no backing on that 15ft statement, Official_TVC just states this. All this stalking, entire pages made is because of a ship. Leaking show stuff (aside again, is GIVEN TO US VIA ANONYMOUS ASKS).

They carry on to say essentially all this hate talk on Viv on YT is cos she's popular, they got nothing of meaning to say on Viv cos they hate her so much they can't talk about her positively. They then mention a person has a never ending stream that just feeds misinformation other YouTubers & quote "on the precipice of wanting to strangle a woman (Viv) who made the crime of making demons gay". Wtf does that mean, who has this never ending stream of feeding misinformation to other YouTube, who & wtf are you talking about.

Anyway, goes on to compare spindlehorse workplace allegations to Amazon (yes ironic) & how Amazon treats its workers really bad... do I need to say more. Goes on to say everyone ragged on Viv because hazbin hotel is on Amazon, Amazon is bad & quote by Official_TVC is cos "everyone looks for an excuse to hate". Ok now I'm giving evidence on why people ragged on Viv for prime since you give jackshit.

Amazon/prime is currently being boycotted, its on the bds list why people were saying to pirate hazbin. Not some bullshit reason Official gave on it being mindless hate. Here is a video explaining why people are boycotting Amazon:

Vivienne also like this post from a fan, do I need to spell out how fucking disgusting this tweet is and the fact that she liked it.

Official carrys on to say stalker 1 did 3 things, doxxed Vivienne, & in their words if you go to said person's page Official states "im pretty sure they know where vivziepop lives". That is speculation, thats your opinion cos no evidence is provided or can be for that matter cos this is what YOU think. Dropping as Official says "nuggets" of info on Viv's siblings University, their work (this info was from a sibling's linked in page, public info). Can I say aside, I know her sibling's names. Why, not from stalking but from them leaving comments on Viv's speeddraws and Viv publicly naming them on her PUBLIC socials. And if you know someone's name you can easily find out what uni they went to, if you know my name & search me up you know what uni I go to its in the public on their linked in, social posts ect.

They go on to talk about how terrible leaking Viv's shows are, which idgaf. Amazon is a zionist corporation I'm pirating anything of Vivienne. Even invincible which I love, pirated it. Fans should too (since I see a lot of fans with free palastine in bio but still pay for prime). Anyway thats on them.

TW: talks of sexual harassment. So Official doesn't want to give more info on this individual which I respect & understand. However they say stalker 1 is sexually harrassing this person, sending content of a sexual nature all because the victim in this situation didn't agree with stalker 1 on the stalker's sentiments on hazbin hotel. I understand protecting the victim but my soul you're literally protecting the perpetrator. Expose them, you keep staying stalker 1 & 2 CALL THEM OUT. Protect the victims but expose the perpetrators.

They go on to stalker 2, who know stalker 1. Stalker 2 supposedly went to the hazbin premiere. They were there to keep an eye on vivziepop Official quotes. No evidence of this quote or info just them relaying it. Again this is all your words against what. Yeah that is concerning it really is but substantiate this evidence & quotes. This is the 1st time I'm hearing about this so I would like to know more on this & this heinous person. But you don't give any evidence. Official says " these people need to be stopped", how can they be stopped. You give no names, no info or evidence, its wishful thinking you saying this. I'm harping on and on on about Official gives no evidence but its so flipping frustrating hearing them spout all this WITH NOTHING to back their words.

TW again: Mentions of suicide and Shay a fan bullied by the fandom who then took their own life. Know a lot of people are still saddened by what led to Shay's passing why I mention this.

Official says stalker 1 is using the death of Shay to entice fruther harrassed on Vivienne. Its "apparently now", huskerdust fans went after Shay with heinous harassment & Shay subsequently ended their life, may they rest in peace. Official claims stalker 1 says Vivziepop is directly responsible for Shay's death. Shay's death was worded as "apparently" but stalker 1 using Shay's death to pin it on Vivziepop is stated as a fact. How disgusting can you be someone died & its apparently so to you but your word of mouth should be considered fact, fuck off. Official then goes on to say... sighs quote "we do not hold politicians accountable when they massacre people of other countries... bloodlines don't exist but we don't blame the politicians pushing the buttons".

Ok wtf, yes we do we blame Biden & other politicians & presidents for pushing the figurative & literally buttons on massacring Palestinians & other minorities, WE DO so wtf are you talking about. I honestly hate Official at this point because wtf are they saying. I don't blame vivziepop on Shay's death, even though when there was attempts to reach Vivienne on what was happening to Shay, maybe the channels they used like email didn't get the message across unfortunately. What I absolutely hate is when fans, like official now use Shay's death as a pawn in relation to people hating on Viv. No one that I've see & I'm saying it now I know who these stalker 1 & 2 are not even they were as disgusting as Official & fans to use Shay's death as to further hate on Vivienne. What Official_TVC is saying is bullshit.

And I disregard everything Official_TVC says after they hearted this comment, fuck you Official_TVC for hearting this vile comment.

I link a screenshot of the outreach to Vivienne via email on Shay aswell as the document on Shay's.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/e/2PACX-1vSfCoyn81fp83pycx5eyS4oxryRpFnVnHdEeyEyouigrKSWAZ5iEgTjt7Q63n68S_PcZK7_klB-9dH1/pub

In all this video is a load of nothing, bullshit actually & just vile on the parts of Shay. They ended of once again reiterating they won't give proof because people just want names & evidence for the tea/gossip & they want to protect Vivienne, shoo shoo. Again trust me bro, I did the research so trust me.

I want to reiterate I condone no actions if provided true on stalker 1 or 2. But from what I've seen of them is all out of context, lies spread by the fandom & things just made up down the grapevine. I don't do this for likes, clout or other bullshit the fandom says. Wouldn't be of me on my nature and the work that I do. Come with substantial evidence, then we discuss & make conclusions but for now

...

I hate Vivienne and this fandom, bye all.

[mvltisstuff]

cowboy like me - e.b

summary: after a night out with the team for “bonding”, y/n and buck are the last two out and find out they’re more alike than they thought.

evan buckley x reader

a/n: i’m on s5 and i hate taylor and buck tgt. like respectfully STOP.

the team was out for drinks after their shift, after a successful day with no fatalities. they sat around a booth and exchanged stories and laughs about each other. y/n was sat between henrietta and chimney, who talked over to each other, and buck sat with eddie and bobby.

most had drinks, dripping onto a coaster. bobby and eddie had non-alcoholic drinks, sipping at the skinny straws. y/n takes sips of her cocktail, her second of the night. she sits directly across from buck, giving a sweet smile at him while he laughs at something eddie said.

the night goes on and they all pick at a shrinking basket of fries. the chatting of everyone else in the bar fades out, and the lonesome people start coming in.

“alright, guys. i think i’m gonna head home,” eddie interrupts after a bit. “told chris i’d be home soon. hen, chim?”

“coming! just let me get one more sip.” chim says, leaning down to take another gulp of his drink. his words slur together quickly and y/n moves out of the booth.

“ok, i think someone’s ready to go home.” hen says. eddie was their driver home, because neither of them were clearly in the position to be behind the wheel.

after a bit of talking with their captain, bobby stands up and grabs his coat. “athena’s probably waiting up for me.”

“ooh, time at home with the sergeant!” y/n jokes and winks at buck, who whistles.

bobby shrugs and laughs, “you kids need a ride home?”

“nah, i’ll just call an uber.”

“me too.” y/n says.

“alright, see you tomorrow.” he walks away, grabbing his car keys and the door slams behind him. the two sigh, trying to conceal the awkward silence between them.

buck has always had eyes for y/n. ever since she came to the station, she was nice but also dominated her space. she was smart and polite. she was able to help others and had the biggest heart at the station. buck didn’t want to get himself back into a bad habit, especially with a co-worker. he figured he’d had enough of the sleeping around and just hoping one sticks. however, when y/n got transferred and walked in asking for the captain, bucks eyes lit up.

y/n saw buck as more than a co-worker as well. she worked well with him, and he always brought in the best energy. every single morning, he walked in with a smile and pure excitement to work. she admired him, but she didn’t think things would end up working out in this line of work.

the two had the same thoughts, too similar and that is what kept them distanced. they worked together a lot, shamefully flirting and everyone saw it. they’d been teased by everyone and still weren’t able to come together.

y/n stands up and goes to order another cocktail at the bar. “i’m gonna go grab another drink, you want something while i’m there?”

“o-oh, you’re not leaving?”

“no, not yet. nothing waiting for me at home, so i’m staying. you?” she gets disappointed, thinking he’s on his way out to follow the crowd.

“wasn’t thinking of it.” says buck. she lets out a wide smile and turns around. buck notices her outfit, admiring her body language and how she carrie’s herself with such grace. her jeans with the leather jacket were his favorite, looking her up and down with impression. she saunters back over and sits down with her drink filled to the brim.

“looks like we pushed the rest of them away,” y/n laughs. “losers.”

buck chuckles and looks around. the lights of the bar are dimmed for the night and people clear out, with a few groups at tables and most people sitting at the stools.

“so,” buck breaks the silence first.

“so.” y/n says, and they both laugh at each others awkwardness. “i mean, i’d talk about work but we do the same thing.”

“well, do you like 118?” he asks. “hopefully we aren’t too discombobulated for you.”

“oh, it’s perfect. so much better than the last.”

“where did you work last?”

“128, hell on earth.” her smile fades away while saying that.

“i’ve heard some things, but what can i hear first hand?”

“just awful people, didn’t do it for the people, just for their own ranking and how they could make an impression. and god forbid you did anything to actually change a community.” she shakes her head in a shame.

“ugh, i’m glad i didn’t have that.”

“you weren’t anywhere before?” he gives her a sly look. “oh god, what is that look for?”

“well, let’s see. NAVY seal, and then peru.”

“peru?” she smiles and giggles. “what did you do there?”

“i was a bartender. made a pretty mean margarita if i do say so myself.”

“huh, i’ll have to try one sometime.” he looks back up, making eye contact with her.

“you got anywhere to be?” she swallows the drink in her mouth and says, “do i look like i have somewhere to be?”

“perfect.” he raises his voice, “can we get a round over here?”

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the two down another tequila shot, squinting at the burn and hissing.

“ok well, you’ve had to had a crazy job like me before this.”

“no, i cant say it…” she laughs out and he tries pulling the answer out.

“cmon! i basically went around the country finding jobs, can’t be that bad.”

“fine. well my first job was scooping ice cream at a shop that was practically falling apart, i walked some dogs, and then i got a job as product tester in high school.”

“a produ- what did you test?”

“you don’t wanna know.” she takes another shot from off the tray and he starts laughing. “it’s not that funny, buck!”

“no it’s just, wow.” he wipes fake tears off his cheek, and even though it wasn’t that funny, his lack of sobriety and complete adoration for her made him smile.

y/n feels her phone buzz in her back pocket and she pulls it out while she mutters something else out. buck notices the fading of her previous smile and frowns at her upset. “you okay?”

“yeah, fine. it’s just my mom.” she says quietly.

“well, if it makes you feel any better, my mom doesn’t text me.” he tries comforting her with his own uncomfortable thought.

“it’s just about her golden child’s birthday. we have to pitch in for a gift and if it doesn’t come in on time, it’s gonna be this one’s fault.” she says, pointing to herself.

“oh jesus, let me guess, you’re not the golden child?”

“ouch, that was forward.”

“no! no, that’s not what i meant,” he tries cleaning up the mess of his words. “i mean i’m not golden child either, was all maddie, really. hell it was neither of us.”

“growing up with brothers, i was always their shadow…”

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downing another shot, they both slam it down on the table at the same time. “it’s just stupid, you know? i get told every day how i saved someone’s life and all i get from them is how i made theirs harder.”

“exactly! everything i did my parents just watched in complete disappointment!” he admits.

“my mom always favorited my brothers at different times, whenever it was convenient for her. i think it was me maybe, one time, for a few days.”

“maddie and i was not the favorite ever, really.” buck says. “we were kinda just there for extra parts. they couldn’t even approve of my job, hated all of them.”

“same here. our parents just seem like they were obsessed with themselves and how we could make them better.”

“preach,” they clink their glasses and shove down another one. “you know, i don’t think any one else at the station knows this.”

“oh, no one else knows this.” she hiccups. “it’s ok though, i’ll tell them everything tomorrow.” she jokes around and slaps his bicep. “you’re just so easy to talk to about this. like i feel like no one ever will understand what it’s like to grow up knowing you don’t mean as much as them.”

“i wish i didn’t understand, but we can’t choose our families, so i made this my family.”

“the bar?”

“no, the station” he breaks out a shining smile at her. “everyone there, bobby, hen, chim, eddie, you.”

she tilts her head at the last one. she never realized he thought of her as family, but she felt the same. they feel accepted at 118, rather than in their own house, it feels like constant scrutiny.

“you are my family, too.” the two look into each others eyes, seeing a new hue of each others colors, reading a new chapter of their story. “i mean, i just told you what i say to a therapist, so you’re stuck with me.”

“no one else id rather be stuck with.” a toothy smile grows on each of their faces and they smile intensely at each other. they lean a little closer over the table, elbows laying on the edge. “can i kiss you, y/n?”

her breaths are shaky and irregular and her heart might burst out of her chest. her hands become a little sweaty, and suddenly, the emotion and sadness from the conversation fades away as she nods.

they connect their lips and her hands make their way to the side of his face, pulling him in. almost like fireworks went off between them, and realizing they were more similar than they thought was the match that set it off. his hand made his way to her neck and they melted into each other.

buck was the first to pull away, placing his forehead on hers. “sorry, i’ve just wanted to do that for so long.”

“don’t be sorry, oh my god.” she exhales. “i’ve wanted this since the second i walked into that station.”

buck smiles for the hundredth time that night, his cheeks felt like they might be sore. the rosy red on both of their cheeks were matching and he finally whispers out.

“y/n, do you wanna come home with me tonight?” she grabs his hand and gives it a light squeeze.

“id love nothing more, buckaroo.”

[99zurins]

summary: wonwoo knows a lot, especially how your thoughts get into your head. when he knows you had a bad week, he wants to shower you with the gentle love you always give him when his thoughts get into his head.

note: god its been ages since i posted but alas!! this was a request for a friend of mine, and it helped me get out of my writing slump. enjoy <3

pair: f!reader x jeon wonwoo

tags: soft bf!wonwoo, SMUT (minors dni), communication during sex, kink exploration, spit, slight choking, dirty talk, slight degradation, multiple positions (sorta), safe sex, oral (both m. and f. receiving), fingering (f. receiving), orgasm denial, edging, pet names (wonwoo calls reader baby, sweetheart, good girl, princess), soft dom!wonwoo, reader goes into subspace, wonwoo takes care of reader, reader works at a clinic

word count: 6.9k

[ wonu : babe

wonu: how are you feeling? ]

like shit, you want to text him. i’m not ok. so much, too much, is happening all at once your brain doesn’t know what to process first. it’s been like this from monday morning: you were short-staffed because three co-workers got sick, people kept complaining about the wait times, what could you do, you just work here. tuesday to thursday was absolute hell: how does someone mess up inventory TWICE? your co-worker doesn’t know shit. how did she get hired anyway! you don’t want to even think about friday’s disaster. you called in sick today, because fuck the clinic, and made sure you swapped your closing shift at the bookstore with someone else. your head is in chaos, all while managing a terrible migraine.

from the tylenol, the long naps, to the drops of essential oil on your pillow– none of it isn’t even helping.

you haven’t spoken to your boyfriend for a few days, there’s the i love yous, occasional memes or cat pics he sends, but it’s been quiet. he’s been busy too, he got hired by a better design company, meaning better schedules and much well-deserved salary, and has been finishing up his last few shifts on his secondary job at a milk tea shop. but since he’s one of the long time workers at the shop, he’s been busy training newbies to replace him, hence why he’s been awake earlier than you, and comes home so late. you know he’s home when he quietly slips into bed after a shower, snuggling you from behind, holding your small frame. but you miss the cuddles when you play games together, the shared silence with him, looking at dumb cat videos. everything about him, really, you miss. even though you live with him now.

[wonu: are you at your bookstore job tonight?]

you first tell a truth: you called in sick for both of your jobs. then, you lie, saying your friend-slash-coworker is coming over to talk about stuff.

[wonu: don’t lie to me

wonu: babe

wonu: i know you had a bad week]

it was just busy, you respond. you’re busy, baby. you’re probably tired too. we can talk about this later.

[wonu: i’m not ever tired when it comes to you

wonu: i’m gonna leave work right now

wonu: idc]

you feel tears well up. you not replying back is all he needs to know.

wonwoo shows up in twenty minutes, holding a bag of takeout, bubbletea, and a cute stuffed animal. you wondered how on earth did he get here so fast, considering it takes him about thirty-five minutes to get to back home, but you’re too tired to say anything. all he does is give you a hug, plant a soft kiss on your head, and you try really hard not to cry. he does the thing where he scratches softly under your chin, like how he usually would greet a cat, while your head leans into his chest.

“hi baby,” wonwoo finally speaks, giving you a soft smile. it fades when his cold fingertips linger around your cheekbones, and stops below your dark circles. “long week?”

“mm.” you try to pretend everything is okay. he knows you aren’t. he places more gentle kisses between your eyes and on the bridge of your nose.

“was hoping you would tell me, actually.” wonwoo quietly locks the front door, takes off his shoes, and you quickly scramble to find him some house sandals that would fit him. “baby, it’s okay, I don’t need slippers. none of them fit me, remember?”

wonwoo doesn’t wear the house slippers because the five house pairs are all yours. you insist on getting him a pair, he always refuses. you cough out a laugh, and you hear wonwoo giggle.

“right, i forgot, sorry,” you mumble. “what food did you get?”

“i got you your favourite,” pho from the restaurant where you had your first date with him in. it’s his favourite, too, “i got us a matcha cake slice and a strawberry one to share, too.” cakes from the cafe on the third date.

you nod quietly, and you watch him leave the takeout on the table. he pulls out a container (which is most likely the cakes), and grabs the two plastic forks.

“wonwoo, i’m not…” hungry, you trail off, you weren’t in the mood to eat, but wonwoo looks over at you, with such tenderness. his black turtleneck hugs his torso nicely, square glasses makes him look like a nerd, when did he get a haircut? and he looks over at you, attentive and with endearment. sometimes you wonder how you deserved him. “i’m…”

wonwoo finishes putting the takeout on the table, and approaches you with quiet steps. he cocks his head to the side, a motion to tell you come here, love, and you take a few steps closer, fiddling with the sleeves of the navy oversized sweatshirt (which belongs to wonwoo).

“how can i be here for you, baby?” he pulls you closer, rubbing small circles on your scalp with his thumb. you don’t really respond, but all you do is plant your face straight to his chest, wrapping your arms around his frame. you feel a low chuckle erupt from his chest. “baby, i’m not sure how my chest is… supportive enough.”

“well, they’re bigger than mine! it’s comfy!” you whine quietly, and wonwoo laughs at your answer. he embraces you, slightly moving side to side.

“i do want an answer, if you’re able to tell me.”

“um,” you hum, looking up to him, while he still scratches your head. “i kind of just want to cuddle… tell me about your new hires, or show me dumb videos of mingyu and seungkwan being stupid again, i really don’t wanna think about what this shitty week has done to me.”

“okay, we can do that.” he hums, and scoops you up, holding you like a sack of rice.

“why are you holding me like this.”

“i wanna open the door.”

“i…” you suddenly remember the bowl of pho sitting on the table. “wait, wonwoo, the pho–”

“we have a microwave.”

“i can walk to put it away first!”

“i wanna spoil you, princess. you deserve something good. no need to think about anything.”

you feel your brain go sideways.

“… okay.” you mumble, kissing the side of his head, ignoring the heat flushing in your cheeks, and the faded pink tint in wonwoo’s ears.

wonwoo puts you on the bed, and wraps you in a blanket burrito after a little cute protest and some kisses, telling you to wait while he quickly freshens up. you feel like you’re gonna fall off the bed, why did your boyfriend put you by the edge of the bed? idiot. after showering, he changes to a comfortable black muscle tee (gifted by soonyoung) and gray sweatpants. when he returns to the bedroom, he turns on the lampshade before shutting off the main light in the bedroom. he goes back by the bed, and unrolls you out from the blanket burrito, giggling as you find yourself rolling towards the middle of the bed.

“wonwoo, what the fuck,” you find it so silly, you’re trying to contain your laughter but it’s not working. you feel wonwoo climb up on the bed, and wonwoo seems like he’s having fun removing (more like unrolling) you out of the blanket. wonwoo starts pressing a few of your pressure points gently, making you giggle even more. “what are you, FUCK, that tickles, STOP THAT!”

“noooo,” wonwoo sounds like a child, and pushes off the final part of the blanket off your body. you’re laughing loudly on the bed, as wonwoo carefully pulls you up but you feel limp from laughing. he helps you sit up in front of him, and you think he’s finished with his confusing act, but he grabs the blanket, wraps you both in it, proceeds to embrace you close, and accidentally manhandles you, him hitting the bed while you’re on top of him. “oh, this wasn’t what i planned to do.”

“what?” you ask him. “manhandle me?”

“yeah, i got too excited, i’m sorry, baby.”

“well, if it makes you feel better,” you trace shapes on his cheekbones with your finger. “i liked it. had no thought in my head, just vibes.”

“mm,” wonwoo just hums, lightly patting your butt. a hand rests behind his own head, inadvertently flexing, and you mindlessly trace the healed floral ink that wraps around his bicep. “one of the new hires likes fruits basket, it reminded me of you.”

“WHAAAAAT?” you look at him with excitement gleaming in your eyes. you slap his chest lightly. “tell me more, tell me more!”

“well, she has a tattoo of kyo’s bracelet and named her pet hamster after yuki.” wonwoo says, playing with your hair. wonwoo started watching the series for you, although he hasn’t finished yet. “although she likes kuroo?”

“oh! kureno.”

“is he a bad person?” he likes to know what’s he in for at times, so some spoilers are okay.

“he falls in love with a minor.”

“oh.”

“yeah, it’s gross,” you sigh as you feel wonwoo massage your scalp. “oh that’s nice, by the way, did your manager allow you to take the cat apron?”

“i can’t. jihoon sucks.”

“boooo! he sucks.”

“my baby can always embroider me one, right?”

“i crochet, not embroider!”

“same idea!”

“no its not!” you pinch his nose. his nose scrunches up, and he tries to playfully bite your fingers. you pinch him even harder, and you giggle over his over exaggerated expression of pain. “i should really finish making that cat hat for you.”

“take your time, baby,” he kisses the tip of your fingers. “don’t stress on it. oh, speaking of which, jihoon sent me footage of seungkwan and mingyu tripping during close yesterday. i don’t know why you find it amusing to see them struggle.”

“because they’re so funny together,” you laugh, as wonwoo uses a free hand to grab his phone on the nightstand. he opens it and scrolls, looking for the video. you turn your head, listening to his steady heartbeat. the scent of his lavender bodywash is faint. it lingers. “besides, mingyu complains about his antics with seungkwan to me at the clinic sometimes.”

“ah, not surprised.”

wonwoo opens the video, and since it is security footage, it’s muted. the quality is grainy. it’s a bit blurry. as wonwoo lightly taps a tune on the small of your back, you watch with curious eyes. seungkwan is mopping, while mingyu is seen refilling the containers with straws and wooden utensils. it doesn’t look much, but you see seungkwan tell mingyu something, but his footing is awkward, causing him to slip on the wet floor. seungkwan doesn’t fall on the ground, and mingyu is laughing at him, throwing his head back in amusement. mingyu suddenly slips backwards, falling on his side, and a bunch of straws fall on the floor. seungkwan looks like he’s gonna cry so much from laughing too hard. someone else (it looks like vernon) appears from the corner and stares at mingyu, whose still on the floor. he leaves. you and wonwoo snort loudly, you shutting your eyes hard because it’s too funny. he locks his phone and puts it back on the nightstand, stroking your head while you continue to laugh.

“god, they’re so stupid,” you shake your head. “how does jihoon deal with them?”

“he tries not to.” wonwoo halfly jokes, scrunching up his nose. you snicker. “at least they get the job done, and jihoon will be less stressed.”

“hopefully the new hires don’t fuck up.”

“i made sure they won’t.” wonwoo says, looking at you with endearment. you can’t help but move up, and kiss him. he smiles into the kiss, even taking a hold of your face as you pepper him with soft kisses. “you’re being more adorable today.”

“well, i feel like i miss you a lot more lately,” you lightly push his glasses up. “even though i see you everyday, i don’t know, it’s different this time.”

“how so?”

you still don’t want to think about the disaster the week has been. but you want your heart to be open. steady.

“sometimes, i forget i’m not alone,” you tell him. his attentive gaze never leaves your face. “and that i don’t have to… i don’t have to burden everything all at once. and i’m sorry if i feel like i’m not relying on you.”

“baby,” wonwoo cups your face and squishes your cheeks. you inadvertently let out a laugh. “don’t be sorry. please don’t ever be.”

“i know, but i…”

“you’re very important to me.” he strokes your cheekbone. “i am always here. i’m sorry if i appeared… distant lately. you don’t deserve that.”

“it’s okay, woo. i’m just overthinking.”

“it’s not…” he whispers, face softening. “you had a bad week, and me being busy isn’t an excuse to make sure my baby is okay. like i said, you’re very important to me, and the love you give me makes me so happy. i love you so much.”

“i love you so much too, wonwoo… how did i deserve you?” you feel your heart swell, and the urge to cry comes. “sometimes i wonder about that.”

“you deserve everything. and i’ll make sure i can give everything to you.”

“then…” you trail off, going quiet for a moment. wonwoo watches you, and you raise yourself up, adjusting yourself to almost straddle his lap. “can you…”

“hm?”

“can you take care of me?” you whisper, tugging the hem of his shirt. you swallow the embarrassment down, reminding yourself that it’s okay. “please?”

it seems like a desperation from you, but wonwoo knows you best. you know that he’ll always and will take care of you with utmost tenderness and gentle love. but sometimes, just barely, or just too often, you question yourself how (and why) you deserve him. you already thought the shared kiss under the stars a few years ago was something he’d forget easily. but the nerd he is, he’ll plant constellations upon constellations of kisses across your body, (as if you’re the universe herself), and ask you to guess which constellation it is. on your anniversary, he’ll always kiss the libra constellation on you because that’s the one you both saw under that fated starry night. (although, he loves kissing the pisces constellation on your body. a lot).

wonwoo gazes upon you, eyes brimming with gentleness, and he carefully sits up, motioning you to move closer to him. his hands rest on your hips, his right thumb stroking your hip. your arms reach out to him, as they wrap slowly around his neck.

“how would like me to take care of you?” he whispers so low, leaning in close, his lips brushing against yours, his right hand going up to play with your sweatshirt, sending a chill down your spine.

“however you want.”

wonwoo pulls you in for a kiss, holding the back of your neck, while his left hand slips under your shorts, lightly caressing the back of your thigh. his tongue teases the roof of your mouth, causing you to let out a small whine, as his left hand takes a hold of your ass, occasionally squishing it.

“do you want me to continue?” wonwoo breathlessly says in between wet kisses. while he fiddles with the hem of your sweatshirt, you nod in response. “words, baby.”

“yes, please.”

“what do you want?”

you and wonwoo are no stranger to sex, but compared to your friends, you and him are considerably on the more… calmer side of things. and thats okay, it’s normal! everyone is different. tonight, however, feels different. even with his constant reassurance, little kisses of i’m here for you, and delicate whispers, you want wonwoo to…

“if you could help me not overthink, that’ll be great,” you feel yourself flush red, looking down at the end of his shirt, fiddling with it. “if you, uh, know what i mean.”

“oh.” wonwoo sighs when your fingers slip under his shirt and ghost over his chest. he’s figured what you meant. “are you sure?”

“as long as you fuck me, make me feel good,” you mumble, feeling yourself grind against him, kissing him wetly. “i could care less how you do it.”

wonwoo hisses at the pressure, and stares at you, a glint of lust and admiration starting to shine through, all while playing with the band of your shorts. he brings up a hand near your face, and pulls you in for another kiss, tongue toying with yours, and when you whine, he sucks the tip of your tongue.

“remember our safe word, baby?”

“kohyangi,” you breathe out, thinking about the cute cat cafe you both went to last year, while wonwoo kisses red blooms on your neck.

“how far do you want me to…”

“how we usually are, but i wanna see you try,” you stop wonwoo from kissing your neck, and you bring him to your face, letting him kiss you more. “you can be a little rougher tonight.”

“fuck, you’re gonna be the end of me.” he gently flips you over, carefully laying you down on the bed, lips never leaving yours until he briefly parts to remove his glasses. putting them on the nightstand clumsily, he comes back for your lips, and you melt against him. through his relentless teasing and his tender touches against you make your head spin. he kisses a little harder, a little more desperate, hands starting to roam around your frame, arms caging you– an underlying message that he isn’t going anywhere, and that he belongs to you, you are his, and that you are deserving of everything. a curious hand slips under your shirt, feeling your bare chest. his other hand toys with the band of your shorts, mumbling if it’s okay to take them off, and he swiftly removes them when you give him a ‘yes’.

“oh, this is pretty,” wonwoo compliments your underwear. it’s a baby blue thong. he takes off his shirt, tossing it somewhere in the room. “they new?”

“um, uh, yes? they were on sale… good deal, too…” you suddenly feel yourself shrink, turning red. you stare at his toned muscles, and you see a satisfied smirk on wonwoo’s face, eyes turning lustful. he pushes the sweatshirt high enough for your chest to be exposed to the air, never breaking eye contact until he swoops down, and starts planting kisses, tongue teasing your nipple, and occasionally biting at some places. “i bought a bunch since… kinda wanted to try wearing these… for you.”

you see wonwoo’s ears turn pink, and feel yourself crawling into a hole.

“aw, cute, my princess wants to treat me.” your brain screams. wonwoo kisses over the healed ink near your hip.“they look great on you, makes your tattoo here even sexier.”

“are.. are you doing the andromeda constellation?” you breathe out, trying to divert his (horny) attention somewhere else. “or is it something else?”

“mmhmm, correct, that’s my good girl,” wonwoo teases and you feel yourself choke on your own spit. he starts toying with the band of your underwear, and bites a mark on the hip bone. you didn’t even realize he’s already settled in between your legs until you feel him breathe. he tongues over the bite mark, soothing it. damn, ain’t this one nice way to go out. “you’re learning so well.”

“shit,” you shyly say between your teeth.

“keep the sweatshirt on, i wanna fuck you in it.”

“good, that was the intention.” you try to counter wonwoo, and you feel yourself twitch when wonwoo presses his thumb over your clothed clit. “does it make you possessive?”

“baby, you have no idea.” he responds, hooking a finger in the band of your thong.“may i?”

you nod at him, and he slowly peels off your underwear. as you slightly raise your hips so he can easily pull them off, he’s awkward with it, making you remove it instead. wonwoo clicks his tongue in slight annoyance. all you do is just smile at him, slipping them off with ease. you sit up (just a bit) to toss them somewhere on the bed or floor, and you don’t realize wonwoo is incredibly close to your pussy until you adjust your positioning. your breath hitches when he breathes.

“hm?” he starts to tease, kissing around the area and the lower stomach, but doesn’t do anything. “you’re pretty down here.”

“babe, please,” you try to sound exasperated but he plants the softest kiss on your clit and you almost collapse your arms. “just nervous, that’s all, even though we’ve done this a lot…”

“it’s okay, baby, i don’t blame you, i get nervous too,”wonwoo murmurs, and he can’t help it but he finds himself licking his lips. “may i eat you out?”

“yes, please.”

he first lightly swipes his tongue from the entrance to the clit, and he does it again, and again, and again, as you let out a soft noise the more he does it. he kisses your clit, and licks it, tongue flicking it a few times, doing a circular motion, and you sigh out a moan, hand resting on the crown of his head. he briefly pauses to use his thumbs to spread you out a little more, and opens his mouth, letting drool drip down on your pussy, watching it drip down, and he goes back in with his tongue. he increases the pressure, and you whine, almost hitting your head against the headboard. he keeps up the pace, moaning against your folds whenever you do, tongue slipping inside you occasionally. he starts to get even more sloppy, messy– making wet noises the more he eats you out.

“my princess is being so so good, so wet,” he mumbles lowly against your folds, hearing how wet he made you, briefly pulling away to kiss your inner thighs. you whine how his finger is teasing your hole, and his lips come back to suck on your clit again. “so needy, all for me.”

“fuck, fuck, fuck,” you whine breathlessly, feeling wonwoo’s hand grip your thigh a little harder. he looks up, eyes never breaking away from yours, while his tongue slowly licks up from the entrance to your clit. he closes his eyes, relishing in the taste of you. you are sure your thigh is going to bruise, but his head is in between your legs, so it’ll be worth the bruising. “wonwoo, fuck, oh my god,”

“mm, fuck, so sweet,” he mumbles against your pussy. a finger slips inside you, slowly moving back and forth. the bed slightly shakes, and you see that he’s lightly grinding against the sheets, in desperation for some relief. you sigh at the sight, trying to stifle a moan as he puts more pressure with his tongue. “baby, go ahead, be louder.”

“its, fuck, embarrassing! holy shit,” you respond back a little louder, body arching when wonwoo adds another finger and grazes that sweet spot inside. you feel wonwoo pin down your hips with his other hand. “so, fuck, so, so good.”

“good,” wonwoo coos. “how bad do you wanna come?”

“so bad, fuck, fuck, oh my god,” your brain feels dizzy. “please wonwoo, please.”

wonwoo hums, continuing to suck your clit with wet noises and fingering you good. you find yourself mumbling incoherent sentences, and you find yourself feeling a wave of relief and pleasure overtake your body, trying to breathe. you clench around his fingers, hearing wonwoo coax you through your orgasm, leaving little kisses on you of you’re doing so well for me, and my baby, baby, all mine.

“can i spit in your mouth?” wonwoo removes his mouth from you, but his fingers have slowed their movement.

“yes.” you whine at the brief loss.

“open up.” he demands softly, a wet thumb pressing against your bottom lip. you oblige, and he leans in, letting drool drip down from his mouth into yours, his fingers busy with your hole, and uses his tongue to push it in your mouth. you shut your eyes, moaning while wonwoo’s tongue meets with yours.“good girl. was that okay?”

“y-yes,” you say in between wet kisses. another finger slips inside you, making it three, while you both make out, tasting yourself against his tongue. “it was good.”

“do you want me to do it again tonight?” wonwoo slightly rolls on his side, all while fingering you and peppering your neck with more kisses.

“it was really hot but,” you moan, trying to reach the band of his sweatpants. you can see how hard he is, and how much relief he desperately needs. “i don’t know if i wanna do it again. not again tonight, if that’s okay.”

“it’s always okay, baby, thank you,” wonwoo smiles against your neck, and you really wonder how you feel horny and soft all at once. he feels your fingers tease the band of his sweatpants, almost tracing the dent against it.“oh, baby, no need to worry about me.”

“but i want to make you feel good, too,” you say softly, breaths staggering while he fingers you long and slow. “don’t want—fuck— to be the only one.”

“well,” wonwoo gazes at you, eyes half-lidded with a slight fucked out look on his face. “does my girl want to make me feel good? words, baby, i need to hear them.”

“i want to make you feel good, please.”

“how badly?”

“s-so bad,” you whine when wonwoo removes his fingers from you. rolling on top of him, you press your body against his, your fingers holding the band of his sweats. “i want to suck you off.”

“wanna show me how with my fingers?” he brings up his fingers covered in your wetness close to your lips. “how will my baby suck me off?”

“only if you let me jerk you off, too.”

“i’d love that, fuuck,” wonwoo groans when you pull down his sweats and your hand wraps over his hard dick. he’s so fucking hard. your thumb teases the tip, playing with the precum and letting your hand coat itself in it. wonwoo’s fingers slowly go in your mouth, and you swirl your tongue around them. “baby, fuck, you’re such a slut.”

“y-you’re the bigger slut,” you shyly whisper against his fingers. you help wonwoo get out from his sweatpants, leaving him naked, and you start grinding your cunt against his bare thigh. he hisses, feeling how wet you are down there, and his free hand grabs a hold of your hip. “you made me like this.”

“you’re so wet, baby,” wonwoo sighs, pulling you in for a kiss, sighing when you jerk him off slowly. as you slightly pick up the pace, thumbing the slit, wonwoo’s hand reaches from behind to play with your hole. you quickly pull away to let a trail of spit go down his cock for some lubrication, and wonwoo throws his head back, groaning, when you jerk him off faster. “fuck, that’s my girl, go ahead, suck me off.”

“and you’re calling me the slut,” you mumble. you hear wonwoo laugh against your lips, until you feel his hand lightly slap your ass. you sigh at the pain, wonwoo rubbing the reddenning spot. “wow, kinky, are we?”

“you’re cute.”

“you like it.”

“you’re so– oh, fuck,” wonwoo feels his breathing stagger when you slide down, your tongue teasing the tip. you look up, trying hard to maintain eye contact, all while holding his thick cock with your hand (you forget how thick he is, you can barely wrap your hand around it completely) and giving it kittenish licks, before wrapping your lip around the tip. you make a few wet sucking noises, before spitting down on his cock for more lubrication. “fuck, baby, can you take all of me?”

“i haven’t even done anything yet,” you continue to trail your tongue along the veins and stroke him at the girth, and he moans— you feel yourself clench around nothing, wanting to hear more of it. “wanna tell me what should i do?”

“d-do as you please.” he groans out your name, cursing under his breath, and strokes your head as you continue to suck him off. not only does he love it when he ensures you’re vocal about what you want, he loves it when you ask him what he wants. being communicative is something he prioritizes so much (in general, obviously). and during times like these, communication is so so sexy.

you look at him, eyes signaling am i doing good for you?, and wonwoo bites his lip, enthralled by the sight. he really, really, can’t wait to ravish you.

“oh, holy fuck,” his thoughts get slightly interrupted when he feels his cock almost hit the back of your throat. feelings mixed with surprise and arousal that overwhelm him, he bites his lip to avoid a moan slipping out, wrapping his own hand around the base and presses it, edging himself. “oh, fuck, baby, you don’t have to take everything in.”

“b-but,” you remove your mouth from him, a slick pop sound coming out, as a trail of spit and come stick on your mouth. you still use your hands to jerk him off, looking at him with glossed eyes. “i wanna make you feel good.”

“you already are, baby,” wonwoo hitches his breath when you put your mouth back on his cock, a finger trailing your jaw. “but i’m the one who was suppose to fuck you til you can’t think, right? do you still want that, sweetheart?”

“uh-huh,” you mumble. “i-i do.”

“come here, then,” wonwoo encourages you to come up, licking your mouth. he runs a tongue on the roof of your mouth, as you moan while his hand plays with your hole again. “i taste good, don’t i?”

“mmhmm,” you reply against his lips, and wonwoo easily slips two fingers inside you again. he sucks on your bottom lip, fingering you faster, and you find yourself instinctively riding his fingers, moans getting more desperate as his other hand takes a hold of your hip and helps you ride his fingers. “fuck, fuck, fuck, i’m gonna cum again, oh my god, your fingers are so good, woo.”

“that’s it, baby,” wonwoo says, adding in a third finger. you feel his thumb press again your clit. “come for me again, sweetheart.”

you ride out your second orgasm of the night. although it’s not as intense as the first, it feels more of like a softer wave holding you close. wonwoo kisses your neck and collarbones, whispering you praises and love notes as he helps you finish.

“please fuck me already,” you whine into the kiss, and wonwoo starts playing with the hem of your sweatshirt. “wonwoo, please, i want you…”

“patience, baby,” wonwoo whisper in your ear, and you feel his hand go up and down your back. “i’ll take care of you as long as you like me to. can you go on your hands and knees for me, baby?”

“can we kiss first?”

“of course, baby.”

you’ll never get sick of kissing wonwoo, ever. you find how you melt into each other’s warmth, comfort, and love— and how he feels like home, the hugs on rainy days, the shared smiles— you adore how his kisses are reminders of i’m always here and love letters, how much he loves you- all of you—

wonwoo shifts when you move onto the position, him moving his hand down your back. he asks if its okay if he can lift up your hips a little higher, and says good girl when you follow his instruction.

“can i…?” wonwoo asks, raising your hips up, so your ass is sticking up in the air. “can i fuck you holding one of your arms behind your back?”

“holy fuck,” you whisper, looking at him, a part of your face squished by the pillow. you and wonwoo aren’t that experimental, but this… is something. “if that will help you fuck me so hard til i can’t think, then okay.”

wonwoo slows his movements, and stares at you.

oh.

oh.

oh, fuck, that’s hot.

“well, if you say so,” he leans over, tilts your head to give you a kiss, before opening the drawer to grab a condom. “you’re gonna kill me.”

“at least fuck me first.” you joke, and wonwoo chuckles at that, pushing up your sweatshirt to expose your back. he kisses down your spine, and you hear the rustle of the condom wrapper. wonwoo adjusts your body, and you almost feel like a cramp coming on, but it’s okay—

“ready, baby?” wonwoo asks lowly. you nod against the pillow. “words, sweetheart. may i have your hand?”

“mm, yeah, i’m ready, are you?” you put your hand around your back, and you feel wonwoo’s hand wrap around your wrist.

“yeah, i’m putting it in,” wonwoo says, and you feel the tip prod against your entrance, and you bite back a moan before he slowly inserts himself in. you squeeze your eyes shut, gasping against the pillow, remembering to take deep breaths. you need a moment to adjust, but the stretch alone feels wonderful. “you okay?”

“y-yes,” you exhale. “fuck, i feel all of you, so, so much.”

“fuck, you’re so tight.” wonwoo groans, slowly bottoming out. “need a moment?”

“yeah.” you let yourself adjust to his cock, as wonwoo rubs your back (his way of helping you relax). a minute passes, and you start to feel good, inadvertently moving your hips back to his. wonwoo moans, and it encourages you to move faster against him. “f-fuck, oh my god, please fuck me, you’re so big—”

wonwoo finds himself moving his hips fast, a hand gripping your hip, the other pinning your wrist behind your back, as you gasp on how loud, wet, and hard he’s going. as hard and fast-paced his thrusts are, it remains concise and controlled. you hear him groan the more he thrusts into you, and you briefly look back at him, seeing him fling his head back in pleasure. god, it feels so good, the sounds of skin slapping grow louder, breathing out of sync, you feel so full, so fucking full, your head is starting to get dizzy—

your senses come back when wonwoo slows his pace, and you whine, tightening around him as a means to get him to move.

“nuh-uh, don’t come just yet,” wonwoo tuts, shallowly thrusting in you. “i’m not done with you.”

“w-what, fuck! oh my god, please go harder,” you tell him, feeling drool come out from your mouth, and wonwoo lets go of your hand, gently placing it above your head.

“so, so, impatient,” wonwoo slaps your ass, watching you fuck yourself on him. he continues to let you fuck yourself on him, his frame swooping down so he can whisper. “so needy for my cock, hm? didn’t know my baby is such a needy, little slut. look at you fucking yourself on me. i haven’t even fucked you stupid yet, and look at you being so needy for me. my baby is such a cute little whore.”

“wonwoo, please move,” you breathe, looking at him with glossy eyes. wonwoo continues to stare at you with lust and endearment, all while shallowly fucking into you. “i want you so much, ahhhh fuck, please, please.”

“hm? what was that?” wonwoo coos, and you whine even more. you feel like crying. wonwoo rubs his hands down your side. “oh, baby, it’s okay, i’ll give you want you want. wanna tell me what you want?”

“y-you, please.”

“just me?”

“want you to fuck me til i can’t think.”

“that’s it?”

“wanna be y-your cute little whore for you.”

and that’s all it takes for wonwoo to remove himself out from you. you wince at the loss of him, as you feel tears in your eyes, but he steadily grabs you, flipping you on your back. he pumps himself, spitting on his fingers and they go down to your pussy, playing with your clit with his thumb and wraps your legs around his waist.

“keep your legs wrapped for me, okay?” he says, using his long fingers to play with you. “can you do that for me?”

“yes,” you nod, and wonwoo peppers soft kisses around your neck and face. “wonwoo?”

“mm, baby?”

“can you spit in my mouth again?”

“oh, fuck, yes,” it catches wonwoo off guard and you find it cute how flustered he got. “i can, yeah.”

“good,” you nudge his back with your leg, telling him to start moving.

“ready?”

“mmhm- ah, fuck!” you nod, but wonwoo slips inside easily, holding onto your hips hard, fucking you at a hard, controlled pace. “oh my god, fuuuck, fuck!”

wonwoo smiles, watching your expressions change accordingly. he takes in all of your noises, expressions, all of you, how you ask to go faster, how you’re trying to fuck back too, how you’re willing to make it good for both of you. wonwoo takes a hold of your hand, putting it above your head. he gets caught off guard when you put your other hand up, and wraps his hand around your wrists, pinning them against the sheets.

“fuck, baby, you’re so tight, your pretty pussy loves taking me in, hm?” wonwoo whispers, and his free hand creeps up on your neck, but doesn’t add pressure on it. “open up.”

you oblige, and you feel him twitch. you tighten in instinct, as he lets spit drip down from his mouth to yours, and sticks his tongue in your mouth to push it in again. you moan at that, eyes going shut, all while wonwoo fucks harder and harder and harder. you feel nothing running in your brain, it feels numbing, feels exhilarating, you just feel yourself get lost into the pleasure and the praise wonwoo kisses on your skin. you numbingly hear him say words and words of i love you, can’t believe you are all mine, fuck you’re too good for me, come for me, your senses get blurred out, like your feeling everything all at once, and you don’t know when but you feel yourself unravel, coming undone as wonwoo finishes too, hips stuttering.

“baby…” wonwoo sighs against your lips, hands cautiously rubbing your sides, while putting his body weight against yours. “come back to me.”

“mmrgh?” you make a weird noise, feeling warm and a little light-headed. you hear wonwoo telling you to take deep breaths, and you use your hands to hold onto his shoulders. kisses and kisses and kisses of you did so well scatter across your skin like a cluster of stars, as wonwoo strokes your head with a comforting touch. “wonwoo?”

“m’ here baby, i’m right here,” he says, carefully slipping out from inside you after he softens. “i’m here, are you here?”

“yeah, sorry,” you finally collect yourself together, staring at the ceiling. wonwoo shifts on the bed, rolling over next to you to discard the condom, and plops next to you, an arm wrapping around your waist. you look over at him, lost in his bright eyes, and fucked out glow. “you did it.”

“wha?”

“you fucked me stupid, i don’t remember thinking at all.” you laugh. wonwoo’s face turns more pink, and he grumbles into your neck, kissing a spot or two.

“was that all okay?” he asks, stroking your head with one hand, playing with your hands with the other. “we did a little experimenting tonight.”

“it was good, yes, thank you,” you tell him, stroking his cheek fondly. “kinda wanna do more of it, you know.”

“oh.”

“oh my god, don’t act like a shy boy when you fucked me with your big dick.”

“i’m…” wonwoo get even more shy, and you laugh, kissing his nose and his cheeks. “just wasn’t expecting that, that’s all.”

“is it a lot for you?”

“no, i’m glad you trust me, and that i’m able to trust you.” wonwoo says, rubbing your stomach. “we should clean up.”

“eh, i kinda wanna lay here.” you say, sort of sprawling out on the bed. you stretch your arm a little weird so it ends up across wonwoo’s body. “too tired.”

“baby, you work in healthcare. didn’t they teach you to pee after sex?”

“i work in an eye clinic!”

“well yeah! same idea! it’s still healthcare! i’m getting you to clean up.” wonwoo says, slipping out of bed and grab his sweatpants. he slips it on, and goes over to your side, but you start rolling away, not wanting to get out of bed. “baby, don’t do that.”

“i want to cuddle first,” you say, not bothering to fight back when wonwoo grabs your body to carry you to the bathroom. “i feel like jelly.”

“good, that’s what i intended,” wonwoo kisses your face when you wrap your arms around his neck. “we can cuddle after. what do you want for breakfast?”

“eggs. toast, if we have bread. do we have bread?” wonwoo shrugs . “uh, coffee? oh! and maybe fried rice.”

“you work tomorrow?” he asks. you shake your head. “good, we’ll sleep in, eat breakfast, you wanna go play stardew valley together?”

you grin, giving him a kiss.

god, you love him so fucking much.

[jeridandridge]

can you do 4 and 5 for the smutty one liners pls!!!

Ok so I changed this up a bit- hinting at smut towards the end.

Exes and Ohs

“Another!” Ava calls the bartender as you take a breath, downing your third shot. Janine roped everyone into going out for an evening for Jacobs birthday because in one way or another, everyone had a soft spot for him. Now you’re buzzed around your co workers.

Being buzzed around your co workers wasnt the best idea, especially when there was a strange electric tension between you and a certain redhead. Melissa stands at a high table with Barb and Zack nursing whatever brown liquor she liked. You clench your jaw and grip the shot glass with white knuckles.

“Girl chill, I ain’t paying for broken glasses.” Ava snaps you out of it. “You two need to bone and get it over with.”

“What are you talking about?” You laugh. “She can’t stand me.”

Ava rolls her eyes lifting another shot glass to her lips. “Get your eyes checked. Have fun sulking over here.”

With that, she walks away leaving you with your shot glass. There’s no way Melissas into you. She was always short with you and hardly ever said a word, even when she did it was prompted by Barb.

You blow out a breath and turn around heading to the table top, mint prevalent on your tongue from the drink.

“Y/n! Come here,” Jacob calls, wrapping his arm around your shoulders in a side hug. When you come up to the table you meet the redheads eyes, her gorgeous eyes youd like to get lost in, but as quick as you meet them she’s looking away from you, whispering something to Barb before she goes to the bar.

You stand there listening to everyone’s conversation, Jacob telling a funny story about him and Zack as you eye Melissa’s frame while she leans against the bar waiting for a drink. As she waits, you see a man walk up to her. One she doesn’t look to pleased with. You keep an eye on her, your ears peeking up when you hear Barb.

“Oh no.”

“Is that the ex husband?” You ask quirking a brow.

When you watch Melissa’s hand ball into a fist and the man get right in her face you move across the floor like there’s a trail of fire behind you. Melissa being Melissa, doesn’t back down.

“You’re an asshole, joe!”

Coming up to the two you wrap your arm around Melissa’s waist pulling her back to put yourself between her and the man. With your shoulders back and your chin up, you meet the man’s eyes with a quirked brow. He was clearly already drinking elsewhere before he got here.

“Why dont you go sit down before you get yourself into trouble, little man.”

You feel a warm hand on the center of your back that sends a shiver up your spine. You’d never ever touched Melissa before and she never touched you.

You keep your chin up as Joe laughs, sizing you up before he looks over your shoulder at his ex wife. “Wow, Mel, what a downgrade” he wobbles slightly and your jaw clenches.

You can’t help but let out an actual laugh. “I don’t know what you’re thinking but I can’t imagine having a woman like Melissa and fumbling that hard. Like, wow.” You laugh this time at him. “Go sleep it off, dumbass.”

Melissa smirks, grabbing your arm pulling you towards the hall that leads to the bathrooms ignoring the group that was watching. You’re sure you hear Ava booing the guy.

Your heart is pounding. You’re sure you fucked up.

“Melissa I’m sorry, that wasn’t any of my business but I couldn’t stand him being in your face like that he-“

Melissa pulls you into the bathroom cutting you off. luckily you were the only ones in there.

“Hon, what the hell was that?” She laughs crossing her arms leaning against the counter.

You eye the woman, relieved she isn’t pissed. “Wait, so you’re not mad? Because I thought you hated me all year.”

“Hate you? Why would I hate you? You’re nothin but nice to everyone. It’s almost sick.” She teases you. “I did try to avoid you though.”

“Why?” You ask bewildered.

“It’s not obvious?” She asks taking a step forward, so close you can smell her perfume.

“No,” you laugh, “I legitimately thought you hated me. You only talk to me if it’s a group activity or Barb is there too. Plus I’m-“

Before you can finish your sentence warm hands cup your cheeks while soft lips meet yours. It takes you a moment to register what’s happening, but when you do you melt against the older woman wrapping your arms around her waist.

You break the kiss with a dazed smile keeping your arms around her.

“You know you could’ve done that a lot sooner than-“

Melissa stokes your cheek with her thumb pecking your lips.

“Staying quiet has never been your strong suit, huh?” She teases.

You take a page out of her book smirking, a warmth spreading through you.

“Make me shut up then.”

The red head meets your smirk with her own leading you out of the bathroom. Walking back to the table to grab your things everyone gives you knowing looks including the ever subtle Ava.

“Bout damn time!”

[fictionalmenxyn]

Don’t follow the wrong person

Biker!ghost x afab!fem!reader

F/d- favourite drink

Tw: being stalked, harassment, creep following you, panicked reader, fighting, language and intimidation (I believe that’s it)

—–—

You were currently walking towards your usual bus top, that after every shift you have working as a tattoo artist; you’d take the bus home and continue either your day or night depending how long you take.

It was the same as any other day, you wave goodbye to your co-worker and friend. You walk out the tattoo parlour and into the small mini market a few shops down to grab a small snack and drink. As you entered the shop you were soon to exit the shop with your snacked goods.

Walking over to the bus stop it was quiet today, no one sat at the stop. So you took a seat and waited for the bus. You grabbed your phone from in your jacket pocket, looking at the bus app to see where the bus was you saw that a little tab had notified ‘bus delayed by 30 mins due to traffic jams’.

You huffed and decided to walk since it’d only take you around 15 to 20 minutes to walk. So you stood up and had a quick glance around. You noticed a shady looking man stood across from you. They wore all black and had a hat on which covered his face for the time being.

You thought nothing of it yet kept an eye on them as you started your journey home.

As you walked home the sun started to set which made the even look pretty and the breeze ever so slightly stronger.

As you walked you took your ear buds out as they had just died. You sighed in annoyance and shoved them into your pant pocket. You guess someone above in the clouds must of use that as a warning of possible danger because you heard walking behind you and muffling speaking. So you glanced as you saw that very shady looking guy, he seemed to be muffling words to himself as he was alone.

You decided to pick up your pace as the evening grew closer and you felt more uncomfortable. You also noticed they too picked up their pace. Your breathe started to become more quick and you became more scared.

You knew then that they were following you making you more panicked, so you did what you were taught; you grabbed your phone and scrolled through your contacts and began to ring the one and only Simon Riley. He answered almost instantly, you whispered “Si?” He replied “hey, doll, you ok?” You whispered “uh where are you?” He spoke “I’m at the bar, why?” You answered “I’m being followed.” He asked “where are you to?” You replied “cherry vale, by James street” He said “ok, come straight to us here, don’t go to your place, then come straight to us, yeah?” You answered “ok, I’ll send you my location just in case.” You heard him hum in reply as you sent him your location.

You kept your pace fast but not fast enough to run, you don’t know how fast this person can run so you didn’t want to chance it.

—–—

You sighed in relief as you saw the brightly light sign of the bar Simon always goes to. He’s apart of a biker gang called ‘Ghosts 141’ it’s named that as Ghost was one of the first to be apart of the gang. But everyone agreed it was a good name.

You watched as the ‘snakes eye’ sign glowed brightly, you saw all the gangs bikes in a continuous row. You walked into the bar and quickly glanced back at the door seeing the person still walking towards you.

You walked over to the bar and asked “where’s Ghost?” The bartender spoke “the usual spot.” With a tilt of his head.

You looked over and headed towards their known spot. You were relieved when you saw the boys sitting and having many conversations between them. Soap spotted you first and shouted “there she is! Y/n come to join us have ya!” You nodded as you looked at Simon he stood up and asked “you alright? Have they left?” You shook your head and as you turned around the person spotted you and walked over.

You felt your spine shiver, it was revealed that the person was a man who had a very untamed beard. His appearance seemed dirty, he had greasy hair that stuck out of the bottom of his cap and his hands seemed dirty and so are his fingernails. This making you feel uncomfortable you knew it was harsh but the man had been stealing you since the bus stop. You weren’t the type to judge but this wasn’t the time to be kind to this unknown stalker.

Ghost was first to speak “can I help you, sir?”

The guy replied “no, I’m just here with my date, we were just about to grab a drink, isn’t that right?” He suggested at you. You couldn’t even speak, you still had some fear in you although Simon was standing there. You still felt uncomfortable, Simon spoke “this is your date?” The man nodded and placed an arm around you and squeezed your shoulder. You cringed at his action, he spoke “come on, let’s get going, leave these men in peace.”

You attempted to subtly shove you into walking away with him but failed. As you tripped and fell, Simon asked “what are you doing?” The guy spoke “my bad sometime I forget how strong I am.” Soap and Gaz helped you up and made sure you stood between them.

Ghost spoke “I don’t think you know who she is do you?” He nodded and spoke “I’m on a date with her, it’s our first date.” Soap chuckled and said “yeah, right” the man defended “we are! Aren’t we sweetheart.” He smirked at you showing his teeth which you cringed at. Simon spoke “are you sure? Cause last time I remember that’s my fiancée.” The guy’s smirk dropped instantly and so did his skin tone.

The guy became white as a sheet when he heard ‘my fiancée’. Simon walked over and fisted the guys shirt and spoke deeply “I think we should have a talk outside, about how you’ve been stalking her.” The guy looked at you angrily, for what you didn’t know till you heard him shout “you did it! You dressed like that! Not my fault!” Simon spoke “that’s enough!” He demanded “outside now!” As Simon practically dragged the guy out he shouted “she shouldn’t dress like that if she didn’t want me following her!” He kept making awful excuses.

You looked down at your clothing, a long black skirt with a black button up shirt and a small corset with made your what you thought ‘cute outfit’ complete. It was your uniform for work practically, you had to wear black no matter what your outfit was.

Gaz gestured you to sit and join them while Soap goes out front with Simon. The bartender brought you over a drink after watching all the commotion. He knew what you liked to drink so he made you your f/d. You thanked him as Price started up a conversation with you to ease your fears about that guy.

After some time Soap and Simon join you all, Simon kept you close that night. Making sure you were okay and that your safe.

Late evening you all decided to call it a day. You and Simon headed over to his beast of a motorcycle. God you loved when you both went on joy rides and feeling the air brush your body. Lucky for you, you were actual dropped off this morning by Simon so you had your helmet on you.

Simon helped you up onto his bike, he felt your arms wrap around his large yet attractive waist. You held him tightly as he drove through the almost empty roads. Ending the day both of you in bed laying closely and talking about your days before the incident. Times like this you were glad Simon was there to protect you at time like earlier. Also you were proud that he was protecting and making sure your safe at all times.

And he was just proud that he made you smile after a bad situation. You two are proud to say your both are soon to be happily married.



(Maybe a wedding post next time???)

Have a good day/night!🫶

[thgfanfictionlibrary]

Mature Rated Fics Masterlist (53)

Part 1 - Part 48 / Part 49 / Part 50 / Part 51 / Part 52 /

Created: March 27th, 2024

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pretty boy, pretty girl-folkookie97 (ao3) Summary: Peeta lays his head on Katniss' lap and wanna praise her. Pretty Peeta-kismet4891(ff) Summary: Katniss Everdeen has everything. She is successful, powerful, and wealthy beyond comprehension, but she is also incredibly lonely and lacking any true human connections. Peeta Mellark has nothing. He is dirt poor, barely surviving, and doing the unthinkable to stay alive, but is able to hold onto hope even though there is no reason for it on the street. Putting Him First- kismet4891(ff) Summary: Canon, One shot, Mature: "I no longer just exist but have come to enjoy and revel in the life that Peeta and I have built. What we have is exactly what I told myself I never wanted. It's love, and it's raw, and real and necessary for both of our survivals. Trying to imagine myself without the divine co dependency we share would rob the breath from my lungs." Real Is My Always-hutchabelle (ao3) Summary: Katniss and Peeta wake up together the morning after she tells him, “Real.” Riptide-JLaLa (ao3) Summary: The elder Mellarks wanted a grandchild—by any means necessary. Sacrifices-endlessnightlock (ao3) Summary: As the lone victor of the 74th Hunger Games, sixteen-year-old Katniss learns that she will soon have to enter the world of forced prostitution. She goes to 26-year-old Peeta for help, and they both have to deal with the aftermath of their choices. Santa Baby-JLaLa (ao3) Summary: “I’m giving you till Christmas Eve to get this all out of your system,” his father told him. “Come Christmas, you will marry the South Pole Princess.” Not if he could help it. Christmas Eve, he repeated resolutely. He had till Christmas Eve to find his true love. Fluffing it up for the Holiday season. Everlark AU. Semper Fidelis-Falafel_Waffel (ao3) Summary: Always loyal. Nothing's come easy for Sergeant Katniss Everdeen. She's had to fight for everything, and as a result has become proud in her self-reliance, but when she's deployed to Iraq a ghost from her past reminds her it's ok to lean on someone. Small Town Secrets-hutchabelle (ao3) Summary: District 13’s policy prohibiting co-workers from dating is well-known and non-negotiable, which is unfortunate for Peeta and Katniss. They’ve dated secretly for two years, hiding from prying eyes and avoiding facing the realities that threaten their relationship the best way they know how—sneaking into each other’s houses for illicit sex. Prompt: Thorns Snow Removal Services-Xerxia (ao3) Summary: Part of my Everlark Advent collection, this is Day 4, and is being posted separately because it is part of a series of one-shots from this universe.

[colleybri]

It’s not what it looks like!

Well, ok - it kind of is but it also kind of isn’t.

I didn’t watch Andor when it came out but apparently this scene (link at the end) caused a bit of a stir at the time as the ‘first sex scene in Star Wars’. Hmm. Well, you don’t actually see the sex bit so it’s more accurate to say that it’s a scene where sex is ‘very heavily implied to be about to happen’ as someone put it, a little demurely, on X.

So yes, in that sense - it’s exactly what it looks like. But there’s so much more to it than that, because this scene is absolutely packed with story-telling richness in a way that just can’t be appreciated from seeing it out of context. Which is why I am kind of promising myself that I’m no longer going to try and predict anything about Season 2 based on trailers etc.

The storytelling richness turns a ‘sex scene’ into something so much more, and this explains why it’s here at all - Tony Gilroy seems to be the last person to indulge in ‘fan-service’ of this kind. It’s all about what it’s telling us about these characters and this situation. Two things feed into that - the background information that we’ve gathered so far and what’s actually unfolding in the narrative.

Background: Timm and Bix are co-workers, but she’s his boss. They’ve been dating for an unspecified period of time, but it’s implied to be pretty recent: they have apparently agreed to do something together ‘one night a week’ and Timm earlier suggested ‘starting the week tonight’ with dinner in a way that almost implies that they haven’t gone further than that. More speculatively, this very cautious approach seems to come entirely from Bix and suggests a cautiousness about committing too hard, too soon. Meanwhile, Bix has a secretive working arrangement with Cassian, a man who is one of her oldest friends, a kind of sibling figure and also - crucially - something of a serial ex. Gilroy tells us that she’s ‘done with him’ by this time because he’s ‘burned every last bridge’ even though they’re ‘meant to be together’. Cassian turns up to conduct some kind of business with Bix (and we know it’s about providing stolen parts for her to sell on to contacts such as Luthen) from which Timm is deliberately and pointedly excluded. We don’t know if Timm and Bix have even discussed it, but what we do is that Timm is both jealous and suspicious, noticing that Bix “seems upset…” and that this “always seems to happen whenever you come around”. Add to all that, Cassian seems to have a low opinion of Timm anyway, as revealed by their brief confrontation in Ep1 (‘you need to find yourself a less complicated woman… good luck with that!’ - all adding to the shady-ex vibe). Cassian also has a reputation as a womaniser, with a particular predilection for those already in a relationship (Bix’s quip about his ‘fall’ being on a ‘jealous husband’).

Timm thinks his suspicion is justified as soon as he sees what Bix had been reading

Then there’s the actual plot as it stands at this stage. Cassian, desperate to get enough credits to flee from Ferrix, meets up with Bix in a bar. She’s done him yet another huge favour, and has called Luthen ahead of her usual schedule. By this time, the Pre-Mor bulletin asking for information on a ‘Kenari Human Male’ has been issued and Bix knows Cassian is yet again a wanted man. She doesn’t know when or if she will ever see him again, even if he manages to get safely away. In gratitude, he puts his hand on hers. Timm, drinking hard and spying on them, sees this and jumps to a final conclusion. We will find out in the next episode that Bix had told him Cassian was born on Kenari.

Just after Timm leaves, Bix pushes Cassian’s hand from her own. Perfect ironic timing.

If only he’d stayed in the bar another ten seconds… bad timing, Timm With Two Ms :(

Timm betrays Cassian - and by extension Bix - by calling PreMor. He then goes home, sits in moody silence and broods. Bix apparently continues drinking for a while offscreen and then comes to Timm’s door.

So to the sex scene. The obvious immediate point is that as soon as he sees her Timm must on some level realise his mistake. In his typical love of irony, Gilroy even has Bix say “Is it too late?”… oh boy, yes it certainly is for Timm. And he obviously knows it. He knows the relationship is doomed. The end result of that is that he looks so unenthusiastic at the sight of her that Bix picks up on it immediately and looks hurt and depressed at a perceived rejection. ‘No it’s just … I’m surprised!’ Timm tries to cover. Which is also true, but not in the way he wants her to take it.

The obvious irony is that he’s probably been dreaming about this moment for weeks, maybe months, but it’s all just so … disappointing, because of what he’s just done to betray her trust. As for Bix, she doesn’t want sex for the ‘usual’ reasons. And she’s not particularly enthusiastic about Timm or making any real effort here to make him feel genuinely like he’s the man for her. Her whole attitude smacks of ‘having to make do with the consolation prize’ in combination with ‘looking for comfort’. In other words, Bix seems to be using Timm to ease her depressed mood in a way that’s genuinely unusual in these gender roles.

Yikes. Really not what you want to see when you wake up… your lover fully dressed and staring at you.

So it’s a sex scene that is not particularly sexy, beyond the obvious visual image of Adria Arjona starting to undress. OK, yeah, that’s kind of attractive by default I suppose if she floats your boat, but if you’ve seen her in ‘Hit Man’ you’ll know what she’s capable of when her characters choose to really crank up the sensuality dial. Honestly, there’s absolutely no chemistry between Bix and Timm at all in this scene. Her two conversations thus far with Cassian were about a stolen piece of equipment but there was so much sexual tension and angsty subtext between them I vaguely remember indulging my occasional childish habit of yelling ‘Get a room!’ at the screen the first time I watched them.

In summary, it’s a very unsexy sex scene, where ‘going through the motions’ barely begins to cover it. But the broader point is - there’s absolutely nothing on the screen in this series that is not there for a meaningful story-telling purpose. And I will try and keep that promise not to attempt to glean anything from Season 2 trailers. Yeah, I know - ‘good luck with that’.

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I just want a morpheus x human!reader smut where morpheus has her bend over on his throne/the table from the library and he's taking her from a behind position and she just have to stay quiet I'VE BEEN THINKING OF THIS THE WHOLE WEEK PLEASE

Over It

Dream of the Endless x Reader

Summary: You got into a fight with Dream, and you were so over it. He, on the other hand, was so not.

Word Count: 1k+

Warnings: Fem!reader, PWP tbh, smut (dom!dream, he kinda takes out his anger out on her, make up sex ig, vaginal penetration, praise kink), pov shift, angst ig, typos, etc.

A/N: olright MINORS DNI HAHAHA I COULD NOT GET BACK TO YOU BECAUSE OF MY MILLIONS REQUESTS (im not complaining im just dramatic) AND MILLION ASSIGNMENTS (i am, in fact, complaining) i hope youre still ok after weeks of thinking about this and weeks again for waiting for me to reply HAHHHAHHAAHHAH i dont even remember when this wound up in my ask. anyway, let's go! i hope you like this filth procured for you. reader is the exact opposite of quiet though LOLOLOL Tagging: @pinksirensong @deniixlovezelda @shadow-pancake9

He counted the seconds of your silence.

295,201

295,202

295,203

It had been three days since you have spoken a word to him.

And for what? Because he gave your boss nightmares? He deserved it. He was cruel to you and your co-workers. You should be thanking him over the fact he broke the pathetic man that he had no choice but to resign.

Yet you despised him for his course of action, and he has been awaiting an explanation as to why.

But you have not spoken a word to him still.

That was about to change real quick.

I walk into my apartment, and dropped my things like clockwork. After a long day, all I wanted to do was take a shower, but when I twirled in my spot, the next thing I knew I was face to face to the King of Nightmares, staring down at me from his throne.

"Take off your skirt," Dream said.

I look at him, bewildered, flabbergasted, disgusted. How dare he speak to me like that when I just decided I would make amends with him when I got home. I scoff, "excuse you? What did you just say to me?"

I felt the throne room shift. I felt it darken.

"You have not spoken to me in three days, girl," his multi-layered voices echo in the expanse as he rises from his throne. He walks over to me, steps heavy, "because you look down on my judgement."

Dream's face is dark when he comes up in front of me. As much as I knew he wouldn't hurt me, the mortal in me quivered in his presence, especially as his command that I strip repeats in my mind. I play it off by crossing my arms.

"What wisdom do you think you hold against my endless existence?" he cranes his neck down at me as his hands slide down the curve of my bum, "I am tired of your petty resolve."

Although my body was reacting to him, and I knew that he was acutely aware of how my pulse and breathing picked up, how my body heat ignited, I clenched my jaw and moved my face close to his, "you wanna know why I'm so pissed?"

I involuntarily reach out for his shoulders when his fingers drop to the ends of my skirt and begins to hike the fabric up.

I cannot withhold my gasp at his actions.

"Enlighten me, mortal," he mutters with a rumble.

I bite my lip tightly when he massages my thighs roughly, nails digging into my flesh.

My mouth goes ajar and I throw my arms around his shoulders, whimpering at his actions. I was suddenly so aware of how touch starved we've been of each other, and how much I actually missed him.

As I dig my nose into the crook of his neck, his familiar scent invaded my senses. Whatever anger I felt changed gears into need, into hunger. I could not help my broken resolve when I find myself needing to admit, "I missed you."

Dream snuggles against me as one of his hands make its way to my core. He sighs at the wet heat and basks in the whimper he pulls out from my lips, "I know."

Then the next moment, he pulls back and pulls me away. He pushes me down, face forward on his throne; both my hands prop on either side of the armrest.

"But I asked you to confess your sins to me," Dream says, eyes narrowing as I looked at him from over my shoulder.

In an instant, my nose flares along with my anger.

He recognizes the deviance. He tilts his head down at the challenge, "speak now, or my punishment will only worsen."

I scoff and move to turn to him, but he hinders me by my hips.

"I did not tell you to move."

"You ruined our project, Dream."

His lips press into a thin line.

I furrow my brows and chuckle dryly, "Because we had to change project heads, the whole damn project was postponed until further notice," I sigh, feeling my emotions get the best of me as my breathing flares, "it's inconsequential to me, but a lot of my coworkers work on commission and they had to scram for work because of how abruptly the project basically ended."

I clench my jaw at his expression. It does not last though. I am not immune to his glassy blue eyes and immortal kicked puppy expression. The satisfaction I felt in that moment begins to melt into pity when I see the heavy guilt build on his face.

I release a sigh, along with all my anger, "Dream..."

"Although it is clear my choice of action was not the best," he mutters, fingers digging underneath my clothes, "I still would have haunted that imbecile's mind for causing you distress."

Dream brings my panties down. I feel it drop to my ankles. I mutter his name out again.

"Instead of a punishment then," he starts, as I release a moan when he begins to rub my core, "consider this an apology," he says as he leans in and pushes my hair off to one side, "if my beloved allow me to show my remorse."

I drop my head as I close my eyes, letting out strings of incoherence as I feel him tease my entrance, "oh, go-- yes, Dream," I whine under my breath.

He brings both his hands to my bare bum and rubs my skin 'till it's particularly warm.

The next moment, I let out a lewd noise and grip the armrest tightly when he sheathes himself.

He begins to rock into me in a slow and steady pace. I gulp at the sound of his breathing.

I arch my back and release more moans when he reaches for my breasts. He grunts, excited by the sounds, "I've missed your sweet noises."

When he straightens back up and latches on my hips again, I give him even more noises, louder, needier, "so lovely," he purrs, "do I make you moan like this?"

"Yes," I whimper, "obviously--"

He lets out a velvety laugh.

My feet skid on the floor when he picks up the pace.

"Fuck, Dream," I grunt, "so good."

His chest puffs at the praise, "mmm, tell me more," he readjusts his grip, "tell me how I make you feel."

I stretch my neck as I rack my brain for words. My pants grow heavy as I let out broken cries, "so nice, so full, so good, sooo good, Dream, so good."

For a moment, it is only the words 'so good' and the sound of slapping skin reverberating in the hall.

Dream is exhilarated by the incoherence of his usually verbose and well-spoken lover. He adores how limited words were in this moment. He much more loves it when all you could say now was his name.

"Dream," I whine helplessly as he quickens his pace.

His hand sneaks between my legs, playing with the dripping slick as he rubbed his fingers on my sweet spot.

I squeal and clench around him. He wrangles my squirming form with his strength as he effortlessly keeps his breathing level, all while managing to murmur, "such a good girl."

My arms begin to falter in its place. My knees begin to buckle. My stomach begins to coil. I say his name out again and he says my name in response, as if to soothe me.

The pressure within me builds and builds. I reach out my arms for something, for nothing, as I feel myself grow delirious while I chase the feeling inside me. I call out his name. My voice hikes up and down at his minsitrations.

Dream is attentive of my whole being, he makes sure that he is ready for my undoing.

When I finally come, I nearly shoot forward, as my arms were rendered fucking useless, along with my legs, and my neck, and well, my entire body.

Much like always, Dream manages to keep me up and on him as he pounds into me, chasing his own release. My spit nearly spills from my open mouth when I feel his heat spill inside me. My toes curl at the sensation, and soon enough my limp body finds some form of strength as Dream stills.

He allows me the courtesy of catching my breath before releasing his hold on me and withdrawing himself.

I am unsure if he physically does it or with his powers for I'm still too fucked to really remember how I ended up on his lap while he found his spot on his throne again. At least he thought to fix my skirt.

I was angled a bit to my side. His arms were around me. He leans in when as I nuzzle against his neck. He turns to me and takes my appearance, brushing hair behind my ear, smiling softly at the unkemptness, before pressing his lips onto mine.

It was only then I realized how stupid I was for depriving myself of his kiss out of spite. He got that right, I was a petty mortal indeed. Oh well, at least that got him to fuck me on hi-

"I have missed you too, my dear," he brushes his nose against mine when he pulls away.

I nod, placing a hand on his cheek, "I'm half-sorry for ignoring you."

My body faintly bounces when he laughs, "only half?"

I fiddle with his collar, "well, you bent me over on your throne because of our fight."

"Hmm," he narrows his eyes, pulling me close to him, "and you would chose to upset me instead of simply asking me to bend you over where you want me to?"

"Well..." I lick my lips, sighing, "... it's not the same."

He laughs again, the whole of the Dreaming does, "perhaps you do require a punishment after all."