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cursingtoji · 1 year ago

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hi ! for cliches could you do “fake dating” with gojo please ?

𝑭𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝑫𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈

cw: fluff, naoya ┊The Clichés ™

“You’re buying matcha Daifuku after this or I��ll never talk to you again” Satoru reminded when you were about to arrive the Zenin state.

“Stop complaining, I already told you I will. Besides, you’re gonna get free food here” you adjusted your kimono.

“Like I would eat anything made by a Zenin.”

“You really don’t know them if you think they cook their own food.”

Your family was invited to a wedding at the Zenin state, you didn’t actually knew the couple but your parents did, and they insisted that you had to go to meet Naoya cause ‘you two would be great together’. After that you panicked and told them you were in fact dating and you would only come if you could bring your boyfriend as a plus one.

Of course your parents were a bit disappointed but once you told them your boyfriend was no other than a Gojo they agreed.

“So, just stay by my side the whole time and in a few days I’ll just tell my parents we broke up, by then Naoya will be back in Tokyo so they won’t try to play cupid anymore.”

“What makes you think I wanna break up?” he placed his arm around your shoulders which you immediately pushed away.

“Listen—” you moved to stay in front of him, only then realizing how beautiful he looked with his dark kimono and no sunglasses, you picked the outfit yourself so neither him or you wouldn’t stand out, the less attention you got from the Zenins the better. That proved to quite impossible when your friend had the prettiest features anyone could wish for.

“I’m listening” he teased when a few seconds passed and you still haven’t said anything, “Like what you see?”

“I’m— Shut up” you moved back to his side lacing your arms together and passing through the gates.

Your parents met you there and you formally introduced Gojo to them. Satoru of course couldn’t help but being… Satoru.

“I can see where your daughter inherited such beauty” he directed to your mom who giggled, “Sir I heard so much about you and what a great father you are to my precious girl” you wanted to throw up. The one thing you told Satoru about your dad was his name.

“Excuse me, I need to find the toilet” you headed there trying to avoid any Zenin on your way. As soon as you were done your mother was waiting for you nearby with no one other than Naoya Zenin.

“Darling, come here. Have you met Naoya before?” you took a look at him. He was tall, no as much as Satoru, and surprisingly handsome, again no as much as Satoru. Yet even the slightest chance of becoming a Zenin made you want to run away as fast as you could.

“Pleasure” he said simply.

“Likewise” you replied dryly.

“I’ll leave you two to talk” your mother claimed and walked away. Unbelievable.

“Your mother told me you are with the Gojo kid. If you don’t mind me asking: how did you two met?” he seemed to be suspicious, could your mom have told him she wasn’t sure about the legitimacy of this relationship?

“Hm—“

“We met at Jujutsu Tech, during the joined event between Tokyo and Kyoto” Satoru appeared to your side magically. Naoya raised his brows slightly but didn’t really moved, like a human being teleported in front of him wasn’t really worth being surprised, “It was love at first sight” he placed his hand on your waist, Naoya’s eyes were fixed on your blushing face.

“You two are quite young to be in a serious relationship” he observed. Indeed both you and Gojo were in the last year of Jujutsu Tech, you in Kyoto and him in Tokyo. That weekend he miraculously was in Kyoto for a mission and as soon as he texted you that you already asked him to pretend to be your boyfriend for that event.

Naoya shouldn’t be more than a couple years older than you, but you knew his intentions were to disqualify your relationship, which was quite courageous since your pretended boyfriend was one of the strongest sorcerers.

“And you are quite old to not be a in a relationship, what’s the problem? Can’t find a submissive wife nowadays?” you lighted elbowed Gojo. Even though you didn’t like the Zenins your parents had business with them, so it was best to keep being friendly.

Naoya squinted his eyes, probably thinking ‘how dare him’. That conversation was getting dangerous, the last thing you wanted was to cause a conflict in a house full of powerful sorcerers.

“You should go, thanks for receiving us” you pulled Satoru before their cursed energy raised and everyone directed their attention at the three of you, “Seriously?” you asked when you were out in the garden with him alone.

“Sorry, sweets, I just can’t stand him and the way he was looking at you. The audacity of this guy…” you adjusted your hair to cover the heat on your face.

The truth was you and Satoru weren’t really close, you only hanged out together once a year during the days of the Kyoto x Tokyo event and the times when he was in Kyoto for a mission or you in Tokyo. That’s why Gojo was surprised when you called him to pretend to be your boyfriend and how could he say no when he has been crushing on you since day one?

“We don’t have to stay until the ceremony, I’ll tell my parents we got called for a mission—“ you felt Satoru’s warm hand on your cheek and he moved your face to look at him, as soon as you met his piercing blue eyes you lost track of your thoughts.

He slowly approached his face to yours and you closed your eyes in anticipation for a kiss. His hand held your face gently but his lips kissed you strongly and stood there for a few seconds, enough to make your heart beat faster than it did during a fight.

“He’s looking at us” Satoru whispered making you open your eyes, he was facing the windows of the house you just left.

“Oh” you couldn’t hold the disappointment in your voice.

“You’re right, you should go, the cursed energy in this house is overwhelming me” he massaged his temple.

“No one told you to come without your sunglasses.”

“Please, like you didn’t want everyone to see what a gorgeous set of blue eyes your boyfriend has” you giggled. ‘Your boyfriend’ was a tittle Satoru could get used to, “Besides I’ve been wanting to try something different” he pulled a black fabric from his pocket.

“Is that a mask?”

“Yeah, it covers more than the glasses and doesn’t wear me out so much, it looks weird though.”

“Can I?” you asked for the mask and he handed to you, “Bend down a little bit.”

Satoru flex his knees to be closed to your height, your fingers brushed his hair back before surrounding his eyes with the blindfold and tying it on the back, Gojo could still see the shape of your face due to the cursed energy and he smiled once he noted the darker shade around your cheeks.

“W—What are you smiling for?” you let go of the fabric adjusting his hair a little bit more.

“Nothing, sweets” he pinched your cheeks.

“Take a look” you pulled a mirror from your tiny purse and handed to him, the way you put his hair was way better than what he was doing before, now it didn’t seem like he was about to hit a piñata.

“What do you think?” he asked, it was weird not seeing his eyes but you knew he was going to feel better like that.

“It’s okay… you look nice” you murmured not wanting to give him too much to brag about.

“Haha you think i’m super handsome, don’t you?”

And he did it anyways.

“No, let’s go.”

“Time for matcha daifuku” he placed his arm around your shoulders and you didn’t pushed away this time.

#— the cliches ™#gojo x reader #gojo x you #jjk x y/n #gojo fluff

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bad268 · 4 months ago

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I love you work oh my lord !!! Can you do another Pezzy x reader I adore them and no one seems to request them much !! Something fluffy !! ( established relationship if possible !)

Confess or Drink Pt. 2 (Pezzy X Reader)

Fandom: RPF/Miscellaneous

Requested: Clearly (I also combinded this with @strawberrycheesecake3 's request of Confess or Drink pt. 2. Hope y'all don't mind <3)

Warnings: language, jokes of domestic violence (trust it's light-hearted)

POV: First Person (I/me)

W.C. 1283

Summary: The day after the infamous Truth or Drink stream.

As always, my requests are OPEN

MASTERLIST // HITLIST

<- Part 1

~~(^Pinterest)

The ride to the nearest iHop wasn’t bad. I had ridden with Pezzy before, and it wasn’t any different than the hundred other times I rode with him. When we pulled up to the iHop, Pezzy shut off the bike and held out his hand to help me off.

“Well, thank you, kind sir,” I joked in a posh accent as I stepped off the bike and pulled my helmet off.

“Oh of course,” He joked back, taking his helmet off as well before standing up and gesturing toward the door. “Shall we?”

“We shall,” I took his hand as he led us inside. There weren’t many people, so we got seated pretty quickly. We got to our table, ordered coffees, and sat quietly as we looked over the menus as if we both didn’t already know what we were getting.

“So,” I trailed off as I put my menus down and took a slow drink of my coffee. “Do we wanna talk about last night?”

“Let me just say this first,” Pezzy rushed as he put his menus down too. “I just need to know if it was a bit for the stream.”

“No…? What made you think it would have been a bit?” I asked confused. Everybody knows that alcohol brings out the truth in people, and I was certain he felt the same. At least, that’s what Grizzy told me, so I left loose for the stream. I decided before I started drinking that if I said anything, it wouldn’t be the end of the world.

“It’s just,” Pezzy hesitated, looking anywhere but at me. “With our job, we like to exaggerate things, and I don’t know if that’s one of the things.”

“Max,” I stated, and his attention snapped to me. In all the years I had known him, I never used his name unless I was being serious. He was always Pezzy or Pez to me. Always has been. “I wouldn’t fuck with you like that. What I said, I meant. You don’t understand how long I’ve been trying to figure out how to tell you, and when y'all invited me for the truth or drink stream, I thought I would just go with the flow. If I confessed, I confessed and we would figure it out later. We’ve always been a team, and I couldn’t stop myself from falling. I’m sorry if that’s not what you want.”

“I never said I didn’t want you,” Pezzy said quietly as he reached across the table to hold my hand. “I have waited years for my dream to come true, I’m just a coward and never took the first step. I would have rather been your friend than risk losing you altogether. Your confession was the best thing ever.” He stopped for a second and looked expectantly at me.

“This makes sense,” I laughed, leaning my head down to rest on the table for a second before looking back up at him, resting my head against my open palm. “Our whole friendship has been flirty because we were harboring feelings for each other. It’s no wonder the fans thought we were dating the first day I joined your stream.”

“No way the fans clocked us first,” Pezzy groaned as he smacked his face into his hand. Just then the waiter showed up to place our orders. We both ordered our breakfasts/lunches, and the waiter took off to put the orders in. That’s when Pezzy turned his attention back to me,” So where does this leave us?”

“Where do you want us to go from here?” I teased, taking a small sip of my coffee as I eyed Pezzy over the rim of the mug.

“I’d like to take you out,” Pezzy replied confidently as he also took a sip from his coffee, looking at me the same way I looked at him.

“I really hope you mean on a date,” I chuckled, causing Pezzy to choke on the hot liquid.

“Well, what the hell else would I mean?” He hissed as he leaned closer, confused.

“Take me out like,” I pause as I make a gesture of slicing my neck. Pezzy’s expression went from confusing to shock in seconds as I laughed. “I’m kidding just so you know.”

“I would hope so! I’d never take you out like that!” Pezzy gasped before smirking. “I’d use a gun.”

“Woah! Not even through our first date and you're talking about murdering me,” I said a little louder than the rest of our conversation as the few patrons looked over at us concerned. Pezzy frantically slapped at my arms to get me to quiet down. “Oh, and now you’re hitting me? This is domestic abuse!”

“No, no, no, stop,” He groaned with a small smile, knowing this was just how I liked to tease him. Everyone was still looking over at us, concerned, so Pezzy tried to remedy the situation. “It’s fine, we’re joking!”

“Um, your food,” The waiter said confused as he stood in front of our table with the food.

“Oh, thank you,” Pezzy said, uncomfortable with the amount of eyes on us.

“If we didn’t take the bike, I would suggest we take it to go,” I laughed as the waiter set our food down.

“We still could,” Pezzy offered. “I could drive slower than normal and we could head home. Or we could go to the park that’s like a block away.”

“I like that plan,” I smiled at Pezzy before turning my attention to the waiter. “Could we next boxes and the check please?”

Later that night Grizzy and Droid came back to the house, and we had Puffer over again. We didn’t plan on filming, but we were a group of friends who had nothing else better to do that night. We were all sitting in Grizzy’s recording room as the four of them played Mario Kart. I sat at Grizzy’s desk, so I could read chat.

“What happened after the stream? I need to know.” A lot of the chat had this or something similar, and part of me wanted to ignore it, but another part of me wanted to see what Pezzy felt.

“Hey guys,” I got their semi-attention because they were in the middle of a lap, “Chat wants to know what happened after the stream.”

“Pezzy got laid, that’s what,” Droid said immediately as all of the guys laughed minus Pezzy and myself. “Okay, not really. Grizzy and I stayed at Puffer’s place.”

“And we went to iHop,” Pezzy said just before cursing as he got hit by a red shell.

“Is that code for something?” Puffer whispered to Grizzy but their mics caught it clearly.

“No, it’s not code for anything,” I laughed at them. “We went to iHop, made a few questionable jokes about killing each other, and left to come home. It’s not that deep.”

“Not that deep! Pezzy never goes to iHop!” Grizzy pointed out as they all crossed the finish line with Puffer winning (shocker!). “He must really like you if you convinced him to go to iHop.”

“He took me there on his own accord,” I admitted as I put my hands up in mock surrender.

“Because I know you like it!” Pezzy defended himself, and silence fell around the room. All of us looked between each other before I slowly turned my attention back to the screens. I briefly looked directly into the camera before leaning into the microphone.

“Pezzy and I may or may not be together now, so that also happened,” I whispered into the mic before glancing back at the rest of the boys who were not shocked at all.

“FUCKING FINALLY!”

~~~~~

#pezzy x reader #pezzy #pezzy x you #pezzy x y/n #big puffer #bigpuffer #elastic droid #elasticdroid #grizzy #youtuber oneshot #youtube #youtuber x reader #bad268 #ship268 #thing268 #part 2

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fluentmoviequoter · 4 months ago

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Tim Through the Years - The Meeting

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Summary: Tim meets a very young boy who is all alone in the police station. Then he meets a frazzled teacher who changes his life forever. 0.6k+ words

A/N: An extra special thanks to my friend for creating this series with me (and writing most of it)! I hope every reader enjoys our ideas about what it would be like to fall in love with Tim Bradford!

It was an average day in the Mid-Wilshire Police Station; Tim had just returned from a robbery that ended with him having the suspect in custody fairly quickly. The robber forgot his mask for one and for two, left his business card in a fishbowl to try to win a free lunch. They caught the guy in just 10 minutes, so the day was going well so far. But his mood quickly turned sour when he had to do a mountain of paperwork due to the fact that his robber was a wanted criminal in at least three different states with various crimes under his belt.

Meanwhile, y/n was walking into the station, trying to get all 40 kindergartners into the police station without losing any of them. It was career week for their school and the Mid-Wilshire Precinct had invited all the students to visit the station on different days. It was hers and one other teacher's turn to visit, so here she was trying to wrangle 40 different students into the Roll Call room. It was as easy as herding cats, but with the help of some parents and the other teacher, they made it to the room with everyone accounted for. Sergeant Grey introduced himself to the students and explained what his role at the station was and what the room they were in was used for.

“Now, rookies, are you ready to get your assignments?” Grey questioned the group.

Of course, the students got very excited to be police officers for day and all responded with, “Yes, sir!”

Once the excitement died down, Gray split the students into three groups (each group had an adult and an officer). A group was sent to look and learn about the shops, another to booking, and the last went to the interrogation rooms.

Tim was so busy trying to get the paperwork done that he completely missed all the students going to their area until he felt like he was being stared at. When Tim looked up from his paperwork, two bright blue eyes stared back at him.

“Do you like donuts?” the child asked.

“Uh….yeah,” Tim answered while looking for the child's mother.

“Is it hard to catch bad guys?”

Tim squinted his eyes and asked this child, “Where’s your mother?”

“Johnny!”

Tim turned and saw a beautiful young woman walking up to the small boy at his desk.

She crouched down at this level and softly asked, “Is this where you ran off too? It's your turn to get fingerprinted and have your picture taken.”

“But Miss. Winchester! This is a Real-Life Police Officer! I have lots of questions that need answers!!” Johnny exclaimed.

The woman patted Johnny on the head. “I know, and he’s very busy at the moment so let's leave him alone and ask another officer, okay?”

Johnny glanced at a scowling Tim. “My mommy tells my daddy that being grumpy isn't good for your heart,” he said before skipping off to the booking room.

Tim heard a giggle before he turned to the gorgeous smiling woman in front of him.

“Sorry about him, he’s one of my spunkier students,” she explained.

Then it clicked in Tim’s head. “Oh, you're here touring the station with your class right?”

Her smile grew as she answered, “Yep, that’s me. Hi.” She reached her hand out to shake Tim’s. “I’m y/n Winchester.”

Tim took her hand, and he’d never felt anything softer.

“Hi, I’m Sergeant Tim Bradford, but you can call me Tim,'' he flirted.

Y/n blushed as she replied, “Well … I better get back to my class.”

She started to walk back toward where Johnny ran off to and Tim decided that it was now or never to get back into the dating game.

“Wait! Could I maybe take you out to dinner?” he called after her.

#tim through the years #tim bradford x reader #winchester!reader #fluentmoviequoter #tim bradford

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kelppsstuff · 9 months ago

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HI MOOTIEE anyways I got smth for ya

Of course it's Adam cause YEA.

what if Adam and his goth girlfriend who is an angel of course can be fluff can be smut anything you want

Thanks mootie have a wonderful dayyy

HIIII MY BELOVED!!!! Ahhhh I hope you like thissss I enjoyed working on it! Have a fantastic day for everyone reading! Also I low-key think I’m turning into a slut with all the smut I’ve been writing recently 😭

“Looking Pretty!”

Adam x Goth gf reader

Masterlist

Warnings: blow job

Taglist: @adamsfavoritesinner @sashaphantomhive @leathesimp @ladyninggs @michelleszn @sirenetgeblogger

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Adam had first met you when he was on stage performing at a concert. You saw you next to Lute singing all the lyrics on the top of your lungs. He threw two guitar picks y’all’s way, one for each of you and moved on to the other side of the stage.

After the concert had ending Lute introduced you two. You were her sister, and he was her boss.

—

“Sir?” Lute called out to her boss. She was behind stage and wanted to introduce her best friend to her sister. “Yeah danger tits?” Adam asked looking over his shoulder for a spilt second. He was signing autographs for girl and guys, and even little kids.

“I’d like you too meet someone if you’d have the time.” Adam brain flashed to you and Lute together in the audience. Shirley his lieutenant. wanted to introduce him to you. “Sure thing. I’ll be back ladies.”

He and lute walked over to where you were, talking to the drummer. Adam felt his eye twitch. Said drummer always pissed him off — copied Adam 24/7.

“Y/N. This is Adam.” Lute said, taking your attention away from the drummer. You looked to the first man and felt a whole bundle of nerves and excitement gather in your stomach.

“Hi! I’m Y/N!” You stuck your hand out and Adam took it. “Never expected to see a big toy goth girl in heaven.” Leave Adam to be… Adam.

Lute was screaming in her head at Adam. That was her SISTER. And what if you said something slick back?! That’s her BOSS!

“Guess I’m special.”

“Sure babe, but you ain’t better than me.”

—

The thing that made Adam really start to notice you was your outfits. He loved all the necklaces you would wear, loved the make up you did most days. He also loves your fishnets.

He couldn’t count how many times he gotten hard when you would walk around in them. It gotten that porn wouldn’t even help him anymore, but the thoughts of you did.

Adam had invited you to every one of his concerts, and even if Lute didn’t show, you still did. You were his biggest fan, his biggest supporter.

—

Adam had to be on stage in thirty minutes and every thing had started to go wrong. First his guitar wasn’t in tune. Next his singer called out last minute, something about forgetting an date. So he would have to sing, and his throat had been hurting all day. Then he couldn’t find his mask. And finally while he was trying to calm himself down, there was knock at his dressing room door. He couldn’t get a fucking minute alone.

“Fuck off!” He shouted, trying to tune his guitar. But the person didn’t fuck off. You opened the door and poked your head through the door. “Need help?” Your eyes widened. You hadn’t ever seen him with out his mask.

He was handsome safe to say. Rich brown hair, golden shimmering eyes, and a stubble that suited him. He wore black ripped jeans and a white tank top, typical rockstar outfit.

Adam glared at you but the ultimately decided you could be useful. “Come here.” His voice had a certain chill, it sent shocks of excitement down your spine. You walked over to him, and stood waiting for what he needed.

Adam looked you up and down and silently cursed. You wore a short ass skirt, with a crop maroon tank top — that did a poor job in hood your tits from spilling in Adams opinion. The platforms you wore, made you a bit taller but Adam still towered over you. And you wore those fucking fish nets.

Adam sat you down on the couch and put his guitar in your hands. He got behind you and put his hands over your own. You noticed he wasn’t wearing his gloves, you had also noticed how vain-y his hands really were along with his fore arms. “Do you know how to tune a guitar?” His breath fanned over your ear and blowing you hair the faintest bit.

“No,” you went to turn your head around to him but he grabbed your chin with his hand and pushed your head to look back at the guitar. “You see these nobs? The make the strings tighter and loser.” Adam reached into his back pocket, pulling out his phone.

Once he had his tuning app pulled he placed said phone your thigh. He didn’t move his hand away from it, at least not before gripping your fishnets, wishing to tear them.

“Adjust the nobs accordingly and the app will tell you if it’s in tune or not, and if it needs to be looser or tighter. Understand?” You nodded your head, and he reluctantly pulled away from you.

He started to look around for his mask. He couldn’t preform without it. He was surprised that he was comfortable with you seeing his face. Despite that, he knew he wouldn’t be comfortable performing without it.

You started to tune his guitar, slightly confused at first, but slowly got the hang of it.

Adam had trouble finding his mask. He would look at you and think thoughts that would, we’ll send him to hell probably. When he would look away — after telling himself to stop being creepy — it wouldn’t be long till his eyes were back on you. So yeah, he couldn’t find his mask.

You looked up over to him and saw him staring directly at you. Placing the guitar on the couch you got up and walked over to him. Normally you would be wearing necklaces that would move with your steps but he took notice in your bare neck.

“It’s tuned.” He hummed and acted on his intrusive thoughts. He pulled you closer to him by your neck. “You know what would compliment this outfit? A collar.” His hand wrapped around your neck, and squeezed the tiniest bit, his veins bulging.

Your breath got caught in your throat as you tired to find your next words. “What kind?” Adam took another step, you chest now pushing against each other. “One with my name on it.”

Cocky bastard.

"20 MINUTES TILL SHOW TIME!” Someone called out from the hallways. Adam clenched his jaw in annoyance. “Ya wanna suck me off before I go on?” He said in a joking tone, but holy fuck that would take away about 85% of his problems. He was pent up. He wasn’t expecting you to do anything. You’d always brush away his sexual comments, which unsurprisingly was more often than not.

You raised a brow and started to unbutton his pants. “You have twenty minutes.” His hand on your throat tightened and you started to get on your knees.

You brought the zipper and started to pulled down with your teeth. Most girls he fucked tried to act innocent. Always looking at the package he had to offer as if it was the first dick they seen. But you — you looked up at him through your lashes, eyes begging. Like a fucking slut. You pulled his pants down a little — along with his boxers and started to pump him. Getting him hard but you did need to do it for long — seeing as he was already leaning precum.

Fuck if he had twenty minutes he was gonna make it worth it.

“I’ve gotten a hand job before babe, I prefer a blowjob.” He really couldn’t shut his mouth.

You brought your lips to his shaft and started to kiss him gentle, and so soft he shuttered. You continued to move you hand as you slowly took him in your mouth.

Your mouth was warm and you started to suck him off. You couldn’t fit him all the way in your mouth — fulling his ego more — so you made up with the inches you couldn’t fit with your hand.

Your hand twisted around him and you sucked harder, making him throw his head back in a groan. His Adams apple bobbed as he swallowed the moan wanting to escape.

“10 MINUTES!”

It was like a switch in Adam. He started to thrust into your mouth, desperately trying to release his frustration. Spit started to fall past your bottom lips — fuck, I need to be neat, you thought, insanely hot, Adam thought. You rest reached up and started to play with your nipples with your now free hands.

You could feel your gag reflex kicking, tightening your throat up. That had done it for Adam. “Fuck!” He poured himself into your mouth. Some dripped onto you lips and chin.

You looked up at licking you lips and wiping your chin with your pointer finger, before sucking that as well.

You throat had started to become sore. “THREE MINUTES! ANYONE SEEN ADAM?!” You looked to the door, but something caught your eye. Adams mask was under a desk. You crawled to it, seeing as it wasn’t far.

“If you don’t get up right now, I’m fucking you.”

You rolled your eyes and got up, handing Adam his mask.

Adam was wrong, it didn’t fix 85% of his problems. It fixed 100% of his issues. “TWO MINUTES!” That send Adam into over drive, but before he could put his mask on you grabbed his chin and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Your lipstick was ruined, but a kiss mark still showed on him face. “See you out there.” You grabbed tissues and walked out. Adam not far behind you.

—

Once the concert was over, Like normal you went to find Adam backstage. You stood behind him as he signed autographs. Your feet started to hurt from wearing play forms all day. Adam seemed to take notice.

“Take your shoes off.”

“And walk bare foot on this ground?” You raised you brow to him as if he was insane. Adam rolled his eyes and bent down on one knee in front of you.

He started to take your shoes off, you did little protest, happy to get them off. He then took off his own shoes and put your feet in them. Tying them tightly so they wouldn’t fall off.

Fans started to look in shock, people started to take photos while other glared in envy.

You kind of half expected Adam to wear your shoes — you didn’t know why — but he didn’t. He carried them for you and when you two left the building he slung an arm around you. “So this means we’re dating.” Even though it didn’t sound like a question, it was.

“If you can get Lutes blessing, sure.”

—

Fuck. Adam hadn’t tried to ever convince someone of something so much before. He spent a total of 5 months proving himself to Lute. Proving himself to you. He could see why Lute wouldn’t trust him. He was a huge playboy but in those five months he gave that up. Only wanting one.

So when Lute gave him his blessing to date you, another five months later he was asking for your hand in marriage. To which you both called him deranged.

—

Ahhhh I hope that was good? I feel like the ending was rushed so I may edit this sometime in the future

#hazbin hotel #hazbin #masterlist #x reader #adam hazbin hotel #adam is actually hilarious #adam x reader #goth #goth reader #goth gf #Adam x goth reader

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thekatebridgerton · 2 months ago

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I need a modern au focused on Eloise being the too independent sibling that has a lot of different jobs because she's trying to find her niche in life, so everyone is used to her frequently disappearing during family functions and just showing up with random plus ones half an hour later because nobody pays much attention to her doings until she starts introducing everyone.

" And where did you find this girl again?"

" This is Penelope, her mother was telling she's ugly in a Walmart parking lot, so I asked if she wanted to come to my brother's highschool graduation party and here we are, Penelope, this is Colin"

" Hi Colin, sorry about knocking you off your feet"

" it's okay, I have a feeling we're going to be very good friends"

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" Eloise why is this guy here?"

" Simon? Oh I found him crying over a breakup in a frat party on campus, couldn't exactly leave him there!, I know I forgot it was your turn to host the Family Thanksgiving potluck Daphne, but I'll make it up to you on Christmas, anyway I'm going to the kitchen to help sober him up, can you believe some girl was fake dating him and got mad when he said he didn't want kids? Ugh, breakups am I right?"

" Hi Daph... Ummm about that fake dating business..."

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" why is our maid your plus one Eloise?"

" hey, this maid is my new best friend now, since Colin stole Penelope already, she's never been to a wedding before and she's consoling me in my grief"

" Im Benedict"

" Sophie"

" Hey didn't I dance with you at my mother's masquerade last year?"

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" You brought who to Anthony's man of the year award?"

" The Stirlings, oh it's not what your thinking Francesca!, they're total gentlemen, Michael here was telling me about his days in the army and John is an excellent poet"

" they're male escorts Eloise!!"

" And I'm not paying them, they just came with for the vibes!!"

"Anthony won't believe that, and you better go greet him before he finds out...you two sirs, come with me"

" of course beautiful, I'm Michael"

" A pleasure to be led away by you Miss, I'm John"

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" this time, this is the day our brother does kill you"

" How am I the bad guy? I just stopped a good work friend from going back to India by inviting her to our family annual pall mall game! How was I supposed to know she was the sister of Anthony's current victim"

" the word is Fiancee and that sister is the reason there will be no Anthony Edwina wedding"

" And I'm just finding out now? Why does nobody tell me anything in this family!! I've known Kate longer than him"

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" please tell me this guy isn't another one of your friends, please tell me that for once in your life you brought an actual date to a family event Eloise"

" Actually yes... Phillip this is my brother Anthony, Anthony this is Phillip, boyfriend turned future husband, I'm marrying him in the summer, we thought it would be nice to announce it during the Bridgerton Christmas family reunion, also here are Oliver and Amanda my new step kids"

" Nice to meet you um Anthony, I ah, didn't know Eloise hadn't told you we were dating"

" MOTHEEEEEER ELOISE BROUGHT ANOTHER STRAY HOME!"

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An: I would love to see something like this because it would be hilarious

#the adventures of modern Eloise #eloise bridgerton #polin #Kanthony #Benophie #philoise #franchel

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f4riedimples · 10 months ago

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MY COLLECTION

pairings: pimp!sam carpenter x f!reader

warnings: mentions of drugs,underage drinking,sexual harassment ,provocation dancing, prostitution

wc: 1241

a/n: hi everyone, just wanted to finally come back since I’ve only been active on wattpad recently. Hope it’s not too bad!

Oh.

this has to be the worst mistake of your life.

like your whole fucking life. You knew this was a bad idea but you loved Sam so you did it anyways. It took some time convincing but you caved.

you don’t even know why she wanted to start doing this. You were only dancing but even that made you feel a certain type of way because of the way it went.

Sam would invite people over, get them tipsy, get you and the “client” in the room, you would dance, get paid, and that was that.

you didn’t complain since it would bring in a lot of income a week.

On the fourth day you made just 950 dollars in two hours. And it just kept increasing from there. But this didn’t seem worth it anymore.

it all started just a few nights ago. Sam told you who you would take to the room and dance for and that was supposed to be it.

afterwards though you saw the creepy state the guy was giving you. After he paid all his money he tried to grab you but your waist and sit you on the bed.

you immediately got up not feeling comfortable. “No touching, nothing further.” You replied calmly before trying to move past the man and check your earnings.

The dance was quite short but he still paid around 300-400. “Take off your clothes.” He order as he looked you up and down.

you almost froze up in shock and disgust. You knew this would probably happen sooner or later. “That’s not my job.” You denied with a small bit of attitude.

“I’ll give you five dollars, just take your clothes off and fuck me!” He demanded impatiently assuming your it was part of your job or you should go further instead of just selling the fantasy.

“sir, like I said, that’s not my goddamn job.” You didn’t want to raise your voice since this wasn’t a regular. You never know what this man could pull out of do.

Things were getting too intense too fast and you just needed it to stop. As the man tried to get near you again you just wanted to grab the knife hidden in one of the drawers.

just as he was about to reach you, you heard a small bang on the door. “Open. Now.” It was Sam. It was Sam! You immediately ran to the door and unlocked it.

just so no one could sneak in and try to get a free dance with friends, it was a responsibility to lock the door.

Sam immediately came in and glared at the man. “What the hell happened?” She asked already seething. She had heard some of this from outside of the door.

“she won’t fuck me.” The man tried to stay confident even though he knew Sam would be pissed off.

“asshole, she’s a dancer, not sex worker.” Sam hissed before guiding you behind her. It made you feel a bit safer knowing Sam had did something and was here to help you now.

“get out.” Sam said and the man had no choice but to leave. After this Sam immediately stopped the party and everyone went home.

she sat you on the bed and lightly caressed your cheek with her thumb. “princesa, I’m so sorry. Did he hurt you?” Sam asked feeling guilty.

you shook your head only feeling a bit shook up. “No, he didn’t. Thanks for saving me.�� You whispered a bit down by the experience.

“There’s no need to thank me. I’ll always protect you from weirdos like that.” She spoke softly before hugging you. You couldn’t help but tear up.

now however you were worried things would be different.

it had been around a month since the whole incident and you were Sam were out on a date. Sam had brought up the idea of bringing in another girl which made you feel a bit jealous.

you never knew if Sam could try to find interest in a new girl. Even though you knew she was joking you couldn’t shake off another feeling you had towards the idea. Fear. Or maybe guilt.

You knew Sam would probably bring in another really young girl desperate for money who wouldn’t know how dangerous this was until it was too late. You couldn’t imagine what could happen.

you couldn’t imagine someone else go through what you did or worse while you stand by participating.

that’s why you had to tell Sam what was on your mind. “Hey Sam? We need to talk about something serious.” you were gonna be open and hope for the better.

Sam immediately got serious and paid close attention. She stare at you still with her usual caring eyes as she waited for you to speak.

“I don’t think I wanna do this. Not anymore or ever again. This whole pimp and dancer thing is just not for me.” Even before you had agreed to do this you knew that even actual strippers or dancers can usually be followed home or harassed by creepy guys.

you knew that some men and other woman felt entitled to seeing more even if that wasn’t on the fine print.

Sam took a tense breath before shooting back. “Are you serious? Like- are you sure that you wanna do this?” Sam was cautious and hesitant not wanting to seem insensitive. She also knew this could lead to lots of troubles.

she tried to respect you and what you wanted. She tried not to be so blinded by the money. At the end of the day you were still her girlfriend.

“yes.” Your voice was soft and you almost felt bad. You didn’t want to disappoint Sam but you also wanted to put yourself first.

“then okay. That’s how it’ll go. I’m just surprised because you seemed to enjoy it especially when the nights were late.” Something about Sam’s last sentence caught you off guard.

on late nights you would decide to get a little extra tipsy to loosen up your nerves but not because you wanted to do more with these clients. “Excuse me?”

“you just seemed to really like it. You never complained.” Sam spoke a bit more quietly as if she was nervous to say. She started to realize maybe this wasn’t the best idea.

“you’re the one who asked me to do this. I could’ve said no but I didn’t because ends needed to be met and I loved you.” Sam was the one who had offered you this after seeing you give her a lap dance.

she realized how good you were naturally and decided that maybe she shouldn’t “let your talent go to waste”.

before this you never consider Sam would ever even have an idea like this. She would tell you how you would deserve the best but right now it didn’t feel the same.

You’ve been dating each other for around a year and known each other for way longer. how could this be your girlfriend.

“I know. And I’m sorry. I was selfish and was desperate to pay the rent and the bills and get more than cheap food.” You let out a soft breath as your nerves temporarily calmed down.

you reached out and held Sam’s hand. “And I forgive you.” You smiled sweetly before pressing a soft kiss against Sam’s lips.

but will things fall back in place?

#sam carpenter #sam carpenter x reader #scream x reader #scream vi #scream 5 #sidney prescott #kirby reed #amber freeman #melissa barrera x reader #samantha carpenter x reader #sam carpenter x female reader

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m-oddinsdottir · 9 months ago

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🍒☀️💋.

HERS

Venetia Catton x fem!reader

Summary: another normal summer at Saltburn, however, this time the secret can’t be kept anymore.

Warning(s): oliver quick

Note: I just can’t believe no one has made a Venetia one shot yet

A message appeared on the screen of your phone, the blue light that radiated from it brightened up the frown in your face as your lips pressed together in a thin line. «Don’t get mad, love. But this Ollie you told me about, he’s here.» You couldn’t help but scoff, so, in the end, Felix did invite him regardless of yours and Farleigh’s complaints.

One of your hands passed through your eyes for a second trying to cover your sight from the bothering light. Then, you texted a quick response. «Fucking Felix. I’m almost there.»

You weren’t the best of friends with Oliver, at first, you tried to be nice, you were keen on making new friends and adding more variety into your group. However, there was something off about him; sometimes, you had caught him staring at you through the distance which wouldn’t be weird if he didn’t have that oddness in his eyes, that creepiness, that… You couldn’t even describe it.

So, of course, you told Venetia who reassured you saying that it was probably you being paranoid. Which would be coherent due to your tendency of freaking out in the most insignificant situations. If it weren’t for Farleigh, who thought exactly the same, maybe not for the creepy part but he also knew he didn’t particularly enjoy Oliver Quick’s presence.

Felix, on the other hand, seemed to have become so close to him in only a few months. It wasn’t a secret that Felix attracted people, not only due to his appearance but also because of his personality. He was extroverted, had a great sense of humor and on top of that he was kind, maybe too much sometimes. This last trait was the reason why he had invited Oliver “Er… It’s just that his father has died” You remember him explaining to you why it wouldn’t be just you four that summer which sounded like pity.

Venetia usually invited you to spend each summer vacation in the manor as you couldn’t visit your family because of them living too far away. You just couldn’t afford the trip. But of course that wasn’t the only reason why, the box dyed blonde and you had been dating for almost two years now. It all started when Felix invited you to a party in Saltburn where you met his parents and, specially, where you met his sister. It was an instant connection, you remember being in one of Saltburn’s multiple balconies when she appeared, her long gown shining under the moonlight and the cigarette hanging from her lips “And you are…?” She had asked uninterested “I can think about a tone of adjectives but I will let you discover them for yourself” Then, you told her your name and the rest was history.

Despite this, nobody knew. Not your friends in college, neither Elspeth nor Sir James. The only ones that knew were Far and Felix, however it was hard not to when you two were all over each other during the summer.

But now, with Oliver also there… He couldn’t know, if he did everyone would also do and Venetia and you were just not ready for it. More you than Venetia, after all you didn’t want everyone to think that you were with her just for her family’s money. Everyone would have thought that as you had never told anyone you were also interested in girls neither have you ever shown it as your whole dating history was filled with guys. To be honest, you didn’t even know it yourself until you met her.

Soon, you arrived at Saltburn. A soft smile was placed in your lips trying to act as if there was nothing wrong by the time you entered the place. Duncan, the butler, welcomed you with his usual seriousness and your smile grew due to the sight of a familiar face.

"You know we will carry your luggage, my lady. There’s no need to carry them yourself.” He said while a few other workers grabbed the bags from your hands.

“And as always you know I don’t like to be a burden.”

Duncan shook his head, a complicity look in his eyes. “A guest like you would never be.”

A laugh escaped from your chest and then you rolled your eyes playfully. “Lord, that’s for sure.”

Duncan waited for your luggages to be carried away before speaking again. “Let me escort you to the dining room, the Catton’s are having lunch.”

You raised an eyebrow as you started to walk with the main butler. “Just the Cattons?”

“I’m afraid not.” He answered so a sight was forced to leave your lips.

With the company of Duncan, you entered the dining room finding there the whole family… and Oliver. You restrained from rolling your eyes.

“Darling! You’re finally here.” Elspeth stood up to greet you, she hugged you and then held your cheeks with affection “How can it be that you get prettier every summer?”

“It’s just you Elspeth who sees me with loving eyes. And I should ask the same for you!” The blonde smiled as a response to the compliment before stepping away from you. “Oh, darling” The oldest woman laughed as you approached the rest of the family members.

Sir James welcomed you with a big smile in his face as you gently squeezed his shoulder. Then you walked towards Farleigh, hugging him from behind as you surrounded his shoulders with your arms placing a kiss in his cheek. “Finally, you’re here. I couldn’t bare it any longer” He murmured so you laughed “Don’t worry, we will team up”

Then you approached Felix and your fingers gently brushed through his long hair under the eyes of Oliver. Felix looked up with a pout in his lips. “I’m sorry. I recall what you said but…” He said in a sight before you interrupted him “There’s no need to, it will still be a great summer. I’m sure.”

Lastly, you eagerly walked towards Venetia who was waiting with a tempting smile on her dark lips. Her big eyes travelled through your body up and down as you tried to cover the excitement held in your body to finally have her in your arms.

You hugged her from behind, burying your face in the hollow of her neck. Breathing in her scent, your lips pressed a soft kiss in her pale skin being covered from her parent’s eyes thanks to her long hair. “I missed you” You just whispered before stepping away from her.

“I missed you too” She whispered back.

The moment lingered for a few seconds in time as you looked into each other’s eyes, despite this it was soon broken apart by another voice. A new voice, a voice that didn’t belong there.

“That was it? I was expecting something more… enthusiastic.” Oliver’s voice, of course it was him talking. You stood up, stepping away from Venetia as your eyes locked into his’.

“What do you mean Ollie?” A fake smile was placed on your lips as you turned around slowly to look at Felix, scared that he could have told him something but he looked as confused as you.

“Well, darling, if I haven’t seen someone so dear to me in such a time I would be more…” He spoke with innocence in his voice making a frown appear in your face “I don’t think you have a say in how I greet this family”

Oliver smiled while tilting his head, he had a confused expression as he looked around facing the reactions of the other members. “Not this family but your girlfriend…”

Your eyes widened in disbelief. How could he know? You looked at Felix dead in the eyes, maybe he had told him while being drunk. That was the only reasonable explanation, Farleigh couldn’t have told him anything and it was shown in the way he stood up, hands clenching and unclenching under the table “What the hell Ollie?!” Felix spoke more loudly than the tone he would usually speak in.

The room suddenly stopped before spinning around, you heard Elspeth call your name but you couldn’t hear any of the words that slipped from her lips. Venetia looked at you, she was worried, you could sense it but you were unable to speak or even move.

“What? I… I thought everyone knew” Oliver looked confused and you heard Farleigh’s voice filled with anger afterwards “Clearly not everyone did! But how do you…?” His question was soon answered by the boy “I was in the bathroom when Felix was talking to you about it… I just overheard it but it’s not a big deal, right?”

Once again, you looked at Felix whose eyes darted around the room in a mixture of confusion and worry. Then, you stormed out of that place leaving behind the voice of Elspeth calling your name and a fast trace of footsteps following you.

You walked towards the room you were usually assigned before someone stopped you grabbing your wrist and making you turn around. Encountering Venetia’s eyes, a shaky sight left your lips by the same time your hands began to shake. “I didn’t… I didn’t want it to be like this.”

Venetia smiled as she placed a rebel strand of hair behind your ear, her hand cupping your face as you moved yourself closer to her trying to calm down. You wrapped your arms around her waist, moving your head from her hands to hide it in her neck.

“Love… It’s alright. My parents they won’t be mad, I’m sure they even suspected it.” At a slowly pace, her fingers traveled through your back in a known pattern that made you sigh again. “I… It’s just, fucking Ollie”

“Yeah” She laughed softly stepping away slightly to look into your eyes “Fucking Ollie”

Venetia caught a glimpse of your lips before meeting them in the halfway of the path towards your room and also your heart. Each time you were with her, every single caress, every hug, every kiss, it just contributed to her sticking into you even deeper. Your foreheads pressed together after the kiss, making your even breathing mix with hers and for a moment you were unable to open your eyes. You just wanted to stay in her arms forever.

sorry if there’s any grammatical mistake or similars, I haven’t written in english for such a long time lol

pt. 2??

#venetia catton #venetia x reader #venetia catton x reader #saltburn #saltburn x reader #felix catton #farleigh start #oliver quick #saltburn oneshot #saltburn fic #salrburn imagine

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mafiadad5 · 1 year ago

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Can I, Be the one for you?

Part 2 (the prequel)

Genre- smut/ kinda plot?

Warnings/ au- Boss to lovers, business trip, unprotected sex, slight choking and degrading, “rope” play, fingering.

Ten x femreader

Word Count- 5k

Summary- Your boss seems to have a problem with you, and loves to tease you and make you work harder than the rest, that’s when you both get invited on a business trip that could change everything, literally. Are you gonna go on this business trip with him or not?

Please continue on…🎀

I sat at my computer, typing a lengthy email to our biggest client.

"Y/n", Xiaojun popped up at my desk, one of my best work friends. "What's up?" I said, my attention on the computer, as I typed quickly, trying to get this email out as fast as I could. "Mr. Kun would like to speak to you in Tens office!" Xiaojun said, as I stopped talking, looking up at him with wide eyes.

"What do you mean Mr. Kun wants to see me, why, am I in trouble?" I got up from my desk, following behind Xiaojun "I don't know, but I'm scared for you" he said while returning to his desk, "Good luck" he said winking at me playfully before smiling.

I walked nervously to Tens office, knocking before someone let me in. As soon as I walked in I saw Mr. Kun sitting at Tens desk and Ten sitting in one of his client chairs, legs crossed as he wore a black suit, his jet black hair slicked back, his elbow on the arm rest and his hand resting on his temple.

"Hello Y/n, you mind taking a seat for me?"

Mr. Kun said, pointing to the client seat next to Tens. Mr. Kun is the biggest man in this company, boss of all the bosses, including my boss Ten, his son; we're all terrified of him. I sat down, looking at him nervously. "So...", he said looking at us. "We have a big client coming in the country tomorrow, and I need one of my area bosses to meet up with them, which I have selected you son, this is going to be big for you." He said as he looked at Ten, his hand not leaving his temple.

"So why is she here then?"

Ten said in a annoyed tone. I scoffed as he looked at me, then rolled his eyes. "Well, I need someone experienced to go with you and help out with the clients, and who else is better fit than you, y/n?" He said as he looked at me. "It's all up to you y/n, but the hotel and food will be free, and you can do anything you want free of charge for your free days, you'll have to stay 2 weeks and will have 2 free days out of the week, plus weekends, also there will be extra pay involved." I sat there looking shocked, Ten hitting the desk in front of me

"Are you fucking kidding me, no she can't come"

he said, clearly irritated. "Ten Lee, watch your mouth, I was talking to her, not you" Mr. Kun said, giving him a stern look before turning to me. "Would you like to go dear?" I looked at Ten, then back at Mr. Kun. "I don't know how my fiancé would feel about that, me going with another guy for 2 weeks?" I said looking at him,

"Gotta call daddy fiancé for approval I see."

Ten said, as he clicked his tongue. "TEN LEE, OUT NOW!" Mr. Kun shouted, as Ten sighed, rolling his eyes, getting up and leaving the room. "So... What will it be?" He said looking at me, clearly embarrassed about his son. "I'll have to talk to my fiancé, I'll email you later tonight sir." I said smiling, getting up from my chair, shaking his hand before leaving the room.

I went outside, there was Ten, leaning on the wall, smoking a cigarette, looking at me pass him. "About to call Daddy Fiancé to ask him for permission to work?" I stopped, "I'm actually about to go home." I said as I continued walking. "No you're not, you have a lot of work to do?"

"That will get done tomorrow."

I said, getting a little irritated, I always work my ass off and he always disregards it. "No it's getting done tonight, you'll be staying here until it's done, do you understand?" he said, as he threw the cig on the ground, putting it out. I turned around, him already looking at me, "Are you kidding me?" he smiled, "No I'm not kidding you, you're staying here with me.” He said as he walked into the building, still smiling.

I went to my car, calling my fiancé.

"Hendery, I was wondering if it was ok if I went on a 2 week business trip, I know you don't like being alone, but it pays really well, and could lead to a promotion as well."

"Yea babe that's ok, anything for money, who is it with?"

"Oh... it's with Ten, but we'll only be together for the clients, nothing else"

he got quiet for a second, "No, you can't go"

"But babe, it's only for work" I sighed

"I said no, we'll talk about this when you get home"

"Ok, but I'm working overtime, so I'll be home around 12am, ok"

"Ok babe I'll see you later, and if I find out you're doing anything with Ten, I'm gonna kill you."

"Ok Hendery, bye."

I made my way back inside the office, sitting at my desk, finishing my emails, and most of the work I had to do.

Everyone had already left the office by now, the time being 9pm. I was writing, focused on the paperwork as I heard someone approach me. I turned and saw Ten, his white dress shirt messily out of his black pants, hair messier than the slick back he once had, and a smirk on his face.

"What?"

I asked glancing at him, looking back at my paper. "I've thought about it, you can go, I apologize for keeping you here longer than you were supposed to be, it was immature and petty, go home." he said looking at me. "Are you serious?" I said, setting down my pen, getting up from my chair. "Yea, I'll walk you out." he said as I got up putting on my jacket, him staring me down, biting his lip.

I touched his chest, pushing him out of the way as he stood in the middle of the walkway, following closely behind me as I made my way to my car. "I'll see you later Ten." I said as I sat in my car, ready to leave "I hope you do." He said smiling in front of my window as I pulled off. What the fuck was that about.

I pulled into my driveway, just ready to rest. I entered my house, once I got in I instantly heard Henderys moans from upstairs "is he seriously..." I whispered while giggling, setting down my keys on the table. I was walking upstairs, a big smile on my face, that’s when I heard a women's voice, a women's moans.

My face instantly dropped as I slowly walked upstairs, getting to our room, hesitating to open the door, scared of what I would find. I took a deep breath before opening the door, my heart dropped as I saw a women on top of Hendery, as he held onto her hips. I stood there quiet, froze as they both got up, her wrapping herself in our sheets. I bit my lip and smiled.

"Baby it's not what it looks like"

he said, coming closer to me. "DONT- Don't touch me." I said, getting out my phone, emailing Mr. Kun, telling him I would go on the business trip, getting a response almost immediately like he was waiting for me to say yes. "What are you doing?" he asked, acting like nothing at all happened. "Texting Ten" I said in a snarky tone. "Are you kidding me, I knew you were..." I stopped him, looking at my phone, booking a hotel room for the night. "Pack up all my stuff and put it in my car." I said looking at him. "Please babe, give me one more chance."

"Or do I need to call Ten to do it?"

He was always insecure about Ten, I never gave him a reason to be, at least I think I didn’t.

He started packing my clothes, begging me to give him another chance, that he would change, his mistress sitting on the bed looking at me. I took off my ring and threw it, looking at her. "Go fetch it, I know you want it." She shook her head. I pointed to the nightstand where his ring and a photo of us sat. "What kind of whore are you to sleep with him, and you knew he was getting married?" She stayed quiet, avoiding eye contact with me.

He carried the last few bags to my car, begging me to stay. I gave him a good slap before ripping the sheets off of her and gathering all of the covers. "This is mine too" I said as I left out the front door, stuffing them into the trash can as he followed me. "Please one more chance, this will never happen again I swear." He cried and pleaded in front of my car window "Wah Wah" I said before rolling up the window and driving away, going to my hotel room and calling it a night. In all honesty, I never loved him, but my family wanted me to stay with him, so I did, which was a mistake.

It was early in the morning, I checked out of my hotel, making my way to work, parking my car in the personal car garage as instructed by Mr. Kun. Shortly after, Ten met me there, parking his car beside mine, him wearing an all black suit, his healthy black hair in a slight middle part. He made my outfit look like nothing, plain.

"Well good morning", he said sounding like the same old Ten, not the guy who talked to me last night. "Goodmorning" I said as the car that was driving us to the airport pulled up. "Daddy Fiancé let you out the house wearing that?" He said as he studied my outfit, a mini black dress, paired with a black blazer. I just ignored him and looked forward as the car pulled in front of us.

Ten looked confused, but opened the door for me, signaling for me to get in, he knows I typically have a reaction, but thought it was just early and I was tired. I numbly thanked him, getting into the car half asleep. The ride to the airport was going to be lengthy, so I just made myself comfortable, falling asleep on the way there and on the whole entire flight.

We got to the hotel, a beautiful luxury, the inside being equipped with a beautiful restaurant and bar, a game room, and a pool on the first floor. I've never seen a hotel so beautiful. Right away, Ten went up to the reception desk, getting our room keys, our chauffeur grabbing our bags and bringing them to our rooms on the top floor, the rooms being beside each other. Ten thanked him and gave him a pretty big cash tip, looking at me before going into his room. I did the same.

My bag already in the corner in the room, I decided to look around the huge hotel room. The bathroom and the room connecting, the bathtub looking like a jacuzzi in itself, the kitchen having complementary red wine, with beautiful crystal wine glasses on the marbled counters. The room lit up, the beautiful city's view peeking out from the curtains as I walked over to the balcony door, making my way outside to take in the view and the fresh air, wrapped in my silky black robe; the smell of familiar cigarettes filling my nose almost immediately.

I looked to the side of me, Ten leaning on the rail of our shared balcony, looking forward to the city with not a care in the world. I took a deep breath, looking back forward, letting everything sink in. Ten knew I was there, but he didn't care, so I didn't care as well. I heard him come closer to me, saying nothing just sticking out his cigarette box, signaling me to get one. I didn't hesitate grabbing one, turning to him so he could light it, the warm fire lighting up our faces. He looked at me, his features just as beautiful as ever, lighting the cig as I avoided eye contact, turning around after he finished.

We sat there, both leaning on the rail, admiring the night sky, the lit up city, the lit up cigs, the noise of cars driving; saying nothing at all and a million words at the same time. Jazz music leaking outside, coming from his room. He put his cig out, setting it down in the gold ashtray that sat beside us, going inside, giving me one more look before shutting his door.

The first day with the client went well, we made all of our plans to meet up with the client again and start the project. Me and Ten went separate ways for a while, I just stayed chilling in my hotel room, getting lunch and taking a nap. It was later in evening, about 10pm. I was sitting in my room watching tv, when I got a text on my phone from Ten

“Let's get a drink, meet me at the bar in 15 mins.”

I stared at my phone for a second, confused as to what was going on, what was going through his head. I got up and went to the bathroom, freshening myself up before heading down to the bar, Ten sitting in his all black suit, hair in a middle part, his hair fluffy and healthy, with two shots in front of him,looking quite bored.

I entered the bar area and he spotted me immediately, sitting up fixing his posture, straightening out his suit blazer. I sat down, crossing my legs because my skirt was pulled up a little. "The Client emailed me." He said smiling slightly, passing me one of the shots. "Mhm what did they say?" he smirked

"He asked if you were single"

I looked forward, avoiding eye contact. "And what did you say?" he stayed quiet, taking a shot in response. "A lot of people like you y/n, maybe because you wear little mini skirts as professional wear." He said looking at my thighs, then looking back up at me. I took a shot, looking at him, then at the bartender signaling for more shots, staying completely silent.

"I can't believe daddy fiancé would let you even wear that in front of me, did you get it from one of the suitcases in your car by secret or...?" I looked at him with a concerned look on my face. "I don't know what you're talking about." I said as I took another shot, looking forward. "The suitcases in your car? Doesn't ring a bell?" I took another shot, getting a little frustrated. "Nope." I said looking at him. "You know it's ok Y/n, right? You can talk to me, tell me what's going on." He said as he grabbed my hand, lightly rubbing my ring finger, where my ring used to be.

"It's really none of your business."

I said aggressively, looking forward, avoiding eye contact. "Did he do something, I told you not to trust him y/n." He said, almost in a whisper, leaning down to my ear. "You told me that out of spite, out of jealousy, because you wanted me Ten, why would I have listened to you?" I said turning and looking at him, his dark eyes shooting daggers into mine.

"Because I knew he couldn't be trusted, after-all he was my old best friend, I knew what type of person he was sweetie, you should've just listened to me. I knew he was gonna run back to that whore in the end, I knew it darling."

He rubbed his hand along my shoulder, looking at it then back into my eyes again. "I can treat you so much better Y/n." He said, his hand sliding down my arm, making his way to my thighs. "Can you?" I said, my voice soft, my face getting closer to his. "Mhm" he said in a soft, almost muffled whisper.

He backed up from me, making me crave his aura close to mine again, getting out his wallet, handing the bartender a $50 bill, grabbing my hand and pulling me out of my chair, leading me to the elevator.

He grew hungrier and hungrier by the second, backing me into the elevator wall as soon as we made it in there, kissing me before the elevator door closed. He gripped onto my hips, pulling my body close to his, kissing me like there was no tomorrow. He bit my bottom lip ever so slightly, his tongue entering my mouth, slowly exploring as he gripped my waist, digging his nails sharply into it, giving me butterflies. I sunk under him as the elevator took for what it seemed to be hours to get to the top floor.

The doors flung opened as a loud ding echoed through the elevator, but that didn't seem to matter to him, we stayed on the elevator, we didn't want to stop, we couldn't stop. I've craved his touch. I've craved it ever since I saw him in that office for the first time in forever, ever since we've been in Highschool together. I wanted him so bad.

"Uhm, excuse me."

Someone cleared their throat in front of the elevator. Ten turned around, lips swollen as we both noticed the person trying to get on the elevator. "Sorry" he said, turning to me, grabbing my waist, looking me deep in my eyes and licking his lips before turning around and walking out the elevator, me following closely behind him.

He unlocked his room door, going inside, stopping me. "What are you doing Y/n." He turned around, staring at me. "Coming into your room." I said looking up at him half way in the door. "Why is that?" He said, pushing me out with his body, exiting the room closing the door behind him. I stayed quiet looking at him, a bit confused. "Hmm?" He hummed, basically demanding an answer. I sighed turning away about to head to my room "Nevermind." I said in a disappointed tone, but he grabbed my arm, pulling me towards him again.

"No, tell me what you want from me, tell me why you want to come into my room."

He said looking me into my eyes, sending electric signals throughout my body. "I just wanted to get more wine." He looked at me, turning away, opening his door again. "You've already had enough to drink." He said before going in his room completely, leaving me in the silent hallway alone.

I was all freshened up, only in underwear and a black silky robe. I decided I wanted some fresh air before I slept so I decided to go out onto the balcony, sitting my arms on the rail, leaning over, taking in the fresh air and the beautiful view of the night city and sky.

I heard the balcony door slide open, not looking behind me because I already knew who it was. I looked down, feeling his hands glide over my back as he stood beside me, I tried to avoid eye contact, but I could feel his tense stare on me as he dragged his fingers along my arm. "What are you doing Ten?" He dragged his finger up my arm, moving to my shoulder and slowly down my back. "Can I not be on our shared balcony Y/n?" He said, his tone dark and seductive. "Tell me, why did you want to come on this balcony? What did you want on this balcony." I said, my voice shaky as his fingers dragged further and further down my back. He grabbed my waist, backing me into the wall, our faces almost touching as he looked me into the eyes.

"Do you really want to know what I want on this balcony"

His hands were in my rob, holding my bare hips, his soft delicate fingers feeling my skin, making me weak as I nodded. "I just wanted to give you the wine you asked about earlier." I grabbed his shirt, pulling him closer to me, my leg in between his. I could feel his black pants on my bare legs as I could also feel his boner.

"Just tell me the words y/n, tell me the words that you want my wine, and I'll give it to you, I'll give it all to you, just tell me you want it, tell me baby."

His voice was in a desperate whisper, his hands gripping tighter on my hips.

"I want it."

He instantly pulled me into a kiss, grabbing my waist and pulling me closer till I couldn't come any closer to him anymore. He hungrily kissed me, tearing my lips apart. "You don't know how long I've wanted this." He said as he broke this kiss, gasping for air, looking me into the eyes before diving back into the kiss. He wrapped my legs around his torso, carrying me into his room, closing the door behind him, not breaking the kiss as he carried me to the kitchen, setting me down on the counter.

He opened my legs as he kissed down my jawline, making his way to my neck, sucking softly while opening the drawer. I played with his hair pulling him deeper as the sucking became more intense. He grabbed a condom out of the box in the drawer, pulling down his pants and boxers, looking me into the eyes as he ripped the condom open with his teeth, smiling while helping me off the counter, bending me over on it. He moved my underwear out of the way, sliding two fingers between my folds.

"Fuck you're so wet."

He positioned himself behind me, placing his tip at my entrance, rubbing it up and down, making me take deep breaths. "Are you sure you want to do this darling?" He said, moving my robe up, gliding his finger down my bare back, sending shivers down my spine.

"Yes, please I want this."

That was all he needed to hear before instantly entering me, grabbing my hips and sinking himself into me. I let out a gasp, closing my eyes from the pleasure. He made his way in and out of me, his fingernails sinking into my skin, giving me a sensation like I've never felt before. "You okay baby? Let me know if you want me to slow down." He said, his voice dark and soft, fucking my brain even more, making me moan out.

"No...Please give it to me."

He chuckled "Aw look at you, my pretty little whore, I didn't know you were like this y/n." he went harder, making my body jolt with every thrust, leaning down kissing my back, making his way up to my ear, moaning softly. "Tell me how you want it baby, say the word and I'll do it for you."

"Go faster" I managed to moan out

"ok baby I'll go faster."

My body melted under his touch, under his sweet words, my eyes rolling back into my head as he went faster and harder, my moans spurring out loudly, my bark arched under him. He went at an unimaginable pace, his moans and whimpers getting louder, sweet sounds of love and lust filling the room, echoing through the walls. "Oh shit I'm about to come" I said, moaning loudly, feeling his hands on my body, his soft lips on my neck, him inside me, driving me over the edge.

"Go ahead baby, do it. Do it for me" his thrust got sloppier as he went even faster, hitting my g-spot making my body tense up violently. I gasped as I reached my climax, my legs weak under him, deep breathing filling the room. My stomach felt tight as my body shivered. He turned me around, kissing me deeply, picking me up, wrapping my legs around him, carrying me to his bedroom.

"I'm not done with you yet."

He said as he laid me down, the cold sheets chilling my hot back. He placed a messy kiss on my hot lips again before placing his tip at my entrance. "Wait" I said, him stopping immediately looking at me in a worried expression.

"What's wrong baby?"

"Take it Off" I Said, looking at the condom tightly wrapped around his dick. "Darling..." he paused,

"Are you sure Y/n?" He said looking at me, rolling the condom off his dick. "Yes, I want to feel you, all of you, every inch of you. Don't go easy on me." I looked at him, sitting up in front of him as he looked down at me, shooting daggers into my eyes, looking down trying to avoid eye contact.

"Look at me."

He said, lifting my chin up. "Take off your robe." I obliged instantly, almost ripping it off of me. "Give it to me." He said in a husky voice, the twinkle that was once in his eyes disappearing into something far more lustful. I handed him my robe, the cool air in his room chilling me as it slid off my shoulders. He looked up as he grabbed the robe, removing the long piece of soft silky fabric from the belt loops, throwing the robe to the side.

"Give me your hands."

I slowly lifted up my hands as he grabbed them, placing my inner wrist together, tying them together with the belt of the robe, securing it tightly, but still making sure I was ok. He pushed me back onto the bed, my bare back making contact with the cold white sheets on his king sized bed. He lifted my right leg onto his shoulder, my left leg going around his waist.

“Tell me you don’t want this anymore.”

He said, dragging his finger down my thigh. I wanted it, I wanted everything, every single drop. “please.” I whispered out. His finger slowly dragged down my inner thigh, making his way lower and lower until he made his way to my clit, his thumb rubbing circles around the sensitive bud. “I can’t hear you darling.” “Please.” I said speaking louder, my breathing getting heavier as he rubbed faster, now slipping in a finger from my dripping core.

“Please what?”

He said, making direct eye contact with me, wet sounds filling the room as he fingered me harder, adding in another finger, his thumb still massaging my clit. I moaned out loud, throwing back my head, “Please, I want to do this Ten.” Hearing me moan out his name awoke something in him. He took his fingers out of me, instantly ramming himself inside of me, making me throw my head back from the pleasure and the pain of him hitting my cervix. He grabbed my waist, pulling my body towards him every-time he thrusted in, going at an unimaginable speed.

“Fuck”

He grunted, placing his right hand around my neck, his thumb dragging up my chin, entering my mouth, pulling down my bottom lip. I melted into his touch, moaning loudly as he pounded into me. He grabbed my leg that was around his waist, placing messy kisses on it before lifting it onto his shoulder like the other leg. “You like that, hmm?” He said, his black hair messily in his face, his voice sounding breathless as wet sounds, bed creaks, and the sounds of our skins thrashing together resonated in the room. I nodded, moaning loudly, head thrown back as he hit my sweet spot harder and harder, my body jolting back with every passionate thrust.

“Words princess.”

He said in almost a growl, his thrust becoming sloppier as he went rougher, little whimpers exiting out his mouth as he threw back his head. “Yes” I managed to get out, panting and moaning loudly as he hit my g-spot. I reached out my fingers and rubbed my clit with my finger, my hands still being tied together making it difficult, but Ten instantly stopped me, throwing my hands above my head. “That’s my job.” He said as he spat on my pussy, rubbing my clit with his thumb, while still thrusting in and out of me quickly. Waves of pleasure and sensation vibrated all over my body as I felt him everywhere on me.

“Do you know how beautiful you look under me.”

He said, looking me into my eyes. My body tensed up as I tightened my walls against him, reaching my high at once. “Im coming.” I screamed as my body jolted, my legs starting to shake uncontrollably, moans spurring out of my mouth. He moaned desperately as he started going faster, his last few thrust getting sloppier as he let out a choked moan, throwing his head back as he exited out of me, finishing on my stomach, his warm liquid oozing down my skin. Heavy breathes filled the room as he looked at me, his dark eyes twinkling again as he leaned down, giving me a deep passionate kiss.

“I’m gonna go run us a bath ok.”

He said as he untied my hand, looking at me then kissing my forehead before leaving me in the room alone.

We sat in the bathtub, the warm bath water helping me with my sore lower half. I sat in his lap as his hands massaged my shoulders.

“So what now Y/n?”

I moved his hands from my shoulders to my waist, wrapping them around me.

“I don’t know, what now Ten?”

I said, laying on his shoulder as I closed my eyes.

“I don’t know, but I know I loved being with you tonight.” He said, kissing my shoulder.

“Me too Ten.”

part 2 (prequel)

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lacedupforyou · 2 years ago

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ℭ𝔬𝔪𝔭𝔢𝔱𝔦𝔱𝔬𝔫|Yandere Diluc | Yandere Kaeya

( No Inc!st Obviously. Reader is a knight for mondstat. Reader also has a hydro vision). ( Part 2 to this)

From the start you had always been Hardworking, Crafty, But just as gentle. It was no wonder you had become an official knight of Favonius. Using your vision to help others and becoming quite popular in Mondstat.

You had made many friends in Mondstat, From Wolf boys to outriders. It was like everyone knew you. Of course the calvary captain tried to catch your eye and woo you but you were so hardworking you didn't seem to have any time for small flirts.

You were out with the bard listening to his drunken tunes. When the time came for the bill, Master diluc arguing with the heavily drunk Venti to pay his tab. You told him you would pay for it. Stating you detest violence and arguments. Your kindness and selflessness intriguing master diluc. You introduced yourself to him. "If you ever need my help I'd be happy to help you anywhere you need me!"

Something struck him, Like the electro archon sending her fury to diluc in that instance. Diluc had to excuse himself from how friendly cute you were in the moment. A blush spread over his features complimenting his fiery features.

The next day you were invited to the angel's share with rosaria and kaeya. he had promised to settle your bill and after paying for venti's tab how could you refuse?

Walking in you were greeted with a blank faced stare from diluc. And kaeya and rosaria following behind you into the tavern. All 3 of you had ordered drinks and began talking about simple things, laughing, gossiping, and all.

Diluc had been watching you from afar, Watching your expressions change from laughter, shock, and that same soft smile he found himself frozen in. But the way his brother had his arm around you how close he was with you bothered him. He decided to do something about that.

"Y/N I could use your assistance right now."

"I shall help you Sir Diluc" Rosaria replies getting up from her seat.

"I need the assistance of a true knight thank you." He retorts

"It's no trouble rosaria I can help Master Diluc" You smile and arise from your seat to the back to help him.

You almost missed the glare from kaeya and the smirk diluc had given him. You walked to the back to help him move some crates of wine around (He didn't really need them moved he just needed some excuse to have you so close.) "I appreciate your help Y/n. You seem very well known around mondstat, I find your adventures quite alluring. Perhaps you could write me letters of them." He gathers his courage to speak those words hoping for the best.

"Like Pen-Pals? I'd love to! Send me a letter anytime! I'll tell you tons of stuff!" You smile up at him and he almost loses himself again. You write down your address and walk back to kaeya who seemed to be anticipating your return. The night continued full of laughs and more gossip. Then came your tab.

"It's my treat Y/n, I'm the one taking you out." Kaeya smirks over to diluc and takes out his purse of mora.

"Y/n it's MY treat I'll pay for it, Consider it a gift for becoming MY pen pal." Diluc replies semi-harshly

The words send kaeya to make remarks on diluc's faults for diluc to snap back into a full blown argument. Rosaria sighs take your arm and pulls you outside the tavern. "What a night, I shall be the one to walk you home Y/n, Consider it a treat." She smiles and you happily walk off with her into the night. She waves you off and you sleep happily.

You wake that morning to see a letter from Diluc. Your heart flutters from his gorgeous handwriting and his quick timing to already send you a letter. You open it and it says :

"Dearest Y/n I apologize for the previous night and my immature actions. I hope you got home safely in the night. We have a new product coming in from Sumeru, I'd love you to sample it. - Best Regards, Diluc "

You feel incredible, He wished you well and invited you to freely try some new product! What a lovely invitation! But you had training with kaeya today.. The invitation will have to wait, Your job as a knight comes first!

You had sparred with kaeya for awhile, Practicing your hydro vision and watching his cryo in action.

"You're holding your sword wrong Y/n here let me show you." Kaeya says

He comes behind you gripping your hands and arms moving them slowly with his. The distance between you two non existent. He felt lost in the moment and you could feel yourself freeze up as he guided your fingers along the blade. Your embrace was warm and it felt incredible. You swiftly collected himself you continued to train with him.

You wrote a letter back to diluc and went to bed exhausted that night.

Little did you know The Dark Knight and the Calvary Captain were both watching from afar. Watching your peaceful sleeping face from a safe distance. Watching you undress and fall asleep. They felt infatuated by your grace. They knew they'd have to worry about the other brother. But they will make sure you are there's in the end.

#yandere blog #yandere x reader #yandere genshin #yandere genshin impact #yandere #diluc x reader #yandere diluc #yandere kaeya #yandere x darling #yandere x y/n #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere writing

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lovebombs4life · 1 year ago

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west coast - a.f.i.

requested: no, aves gave me the idea last night 😏

cw: SMUT!! pool sex, smacking, dom!ash, name calling, orgasm denial

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i followed ashton through the gate of calum’s backyard, greeting everyone as we arrived. calum was having a pool party today, and invited us and the other guys with their girlfriends.

i greeted sierra, setting my things down on one of the tables. “i know i saw you like two days ago when you tried on this swimsuit, but girl you look even hotter wearing it!” she squealed. i laughed at her, striking a few poses.

“ashton you better watch out, i might try and steal your girl.” she joked. i playfully hit her shoulder, laughing at her.

“oh stop it!” i laughed. i turned around to see ashton talking with michael, glaring at sierra. as i began to walk over, sierra slapped my ass quickly.

i turned back to her, seeing her backing away, giggling as she did so. “bitch!” i laughed, going to chase her.

she started running, but was quickly stopped by luke. he grabbed her holding her still as i ran over. luke gave me a nod, loosening his grip on her.

i grabbed sierra, pushing her into the pool, laughing. luke gave me a high five, laughing at sierra when she resurfaced.

“rude!” she giggled, wiping her eyes. i laughed at her, walking over to ashton. his eyes were already glued to me.

“hey darlin’, how’s it going?” i said, hugging his side. he gripped my waist, leaning down to my ear.

“don’t forget who you belong to.” he growled lowly in my ear. my breath hitched, my eyes widening slightly, looking up at him.

i knew i was already in for a punishment, but he didn’t know that i loved it. i plotted in my head before leaving his side, jumping into the pool. sierra and luke had both been in their, swimming around.

i splashed sierra, making luke laugh as she gasped. “come here.” i whispered. she swam forward, listening to me.

“help me make ashton jealous.” i said quietly. she smiled, knowing what to do already. she grabbed me before pushing me down into the water.

i squeezed my eyes shut, holding my breath as i went down. i came back up laughing, swimming over to her. i stuck my tongue out at her.

we continued play fighting, making luke laugh, and ashton burn his eyes into me. we got luke in on the plan, thinking it was funny to mess with his band mate.

luke wasn’t one to get jealous of sierra and i joking around. we’d been friends for years, way before she knew luke, so he understood how close we were.

ashton knew too, but he was one to get jealous, and absolutely hated when i play flirted with her. ashton finally jumped in the pool, calum and michael coming in a few minutes after with crystal and brandy.

ashton swam over to me, pulling me away. i giggled as he did so, knowing he was absolutely livid. “what did i say about forgetting who you belong to?” he said, pulling me to the steps of the pool. he sat on them, pulling me on his lap.

“hmm, i don’t know.” i shrugged. he squeezed my thigh harshly. i watched as all our friends were busy with each other, laughing.

“you wanna be a brat?” he asked, his hand quickly slipping my bottoms to the side as he rubbed at my clit.

i gasped at the sudden feeling, biting my lip. “good girls get what they want, brats get used.” he stated, slipping his fingers inside of me. i coughed, trying to cover my moans. he chuckled darkly.

he curled his fingers before adding in a third one, i gasped as he stretched me out, my orgasm coming close. “please sir, i’ll be a good girl from now on, i promise, please, just let me cum.” i begged quietly, laying my head back on his shoulder.

“oh you promise, huh?” he mocked. i nodded, my face feeling like it was on fire. i bit down my my lip, burying my face into the crook of his neck.

“gonna be so good for you, want you to make me cum.” i whimpered. his fingers picked up their pace, making my thighs squeeze together.

“f-fuck, please, ash, sir, need to cum.” i cried quietly. he kissed my head quickly.

“go on darling, cum on my fingers.” he encouraged. i clenched around him, my thighs shaking as i choked back my moans.

“such a good girl, being so naughty while we’re with all our friends. did so good, but do you think you can take my cock?” he said, his length slipping inside me.

my eyes widened as i tried to contain myself. i held my breath, feeling as he slowly moved in and out of my heat.

“can’t stay quiet sir, it’s too much.” i gasped. he guided my hips to grind on his cock, making him hit my g spot.

“fuck, s-sir, i’m close already.” i whined, his tip hitting deep inside me.

“you may have been a good girl taking my fingers, but you still need to remember who you belong to darling. you don’t get to cum until i say so.” he said sternly, his nails digging into my skin.

i moaned softly at the pain. “you like being fucked while any of our friends could look over and see what’s happening? like being a dirty whore?” he said, biting my neck.

“yes sir, love having your cock whenever i can.” i moaned, clenching around him.

“do that again and we’re stopping and i’m taking you home.” he said sternly. i did it again anyways, wanting more than anything to go home and let him have his way with me.

he gripped my hips, stopping all movements as he slid out of me. “oh so you wanna go home? gonna be a little slut for me?” he asked. i nodded, fixing my bottoms.

he adjusted himself and pulled me out of the pool. “sorry to cut it short everyone, y/n here isn’t feeling the greatest so we’re gonna head home.” he lied, grabbing our things from the table. he dried me off, doing the same to himself.

everyone wished us well, hoping i’d feel better. i looked back at luke and sierra smirking at me, knowing what was really happening. i winked at them before disappearing from the backyard.

ashton pulled me into the car, throwing our stuff in the back. as soon as we were both buckled, he started the car as we drove the short distance to our home.

i sat quietly, watching out the window, smirking slightly. i’d gotten what i wanted, and knew that there’d be punishment, but i wanted that more than anything. he pulled into our driveway, slamming the car door as he got out.

i slowly got out, following him to the door. he threw out things on the counter before grabbing my waist, wrapping my legs around him.

he carried me upstairs, throwing me onto our bed. “such a dirty little whore. want to get fucked that bad?” he said, pulling my top off of me as i slid out of my bottom.

“want you so bad, ash.” i whined. he slapped my thigh, causing me to moan.

“now that’s not my name, is it angel?” he taunted. i shook my head.

“words, i want to hear them.” he said, pulling his swim trunks down to reveal his cock. i bit my lip, closing my eyes.

“no sir, it isn’t.” i breathed, his cock sliding against my slit. he smirked down at me as moved around.

“stop squirming, doll. makes it a lot harder to fuck you.” he said, slamming into me. i cried out as he pounded into me, kissing and sucking at my breast.

“feel good, doll? having my cock so deep inside you?” he asked. words became hard to form, only ‘yes’s falling from my mouth. he chuckled as my eyes rolled back.

his cock pulsed inside me as he lift one of my legs over his shoulder, the other wrapped around his waist. he groaned as he watched my fall apart.

“you like getting fucked dumb? being fucked like a little slut?” he said, smacking my face slightly.

tears rolled down my cheeks, pleasure consuming my body. “don’t you think about cumming, doll, not until i say so.” he said, sticking his thumb in my mouth for me to suck.

i whined, sucking and swirling my tongue as if it were his cock in my mouth instead. “please, sir.” i mumbled.

“need to cum.” he laughed at my attempt to persuade him. his thrusts got harder, his hips clapping against mine. i screamed out from the feeling of him hitting somehow even deeper.

he removed his thumb from my mouth. “need it so bad, sir,” i managed to whisper, my body shaking. “wanna be your good little slut, sir. wanna cum on your cock.”

he threw his head back, smacking my thigh. “say it again, angel.” he groaned, his hips faltering slightly.

“please sir, let me be a good little slut,” i repeated. “let me cum on your cock.”

“fuck angel, being so good, go on, cum for me.” he breathed, kissing my neck, leaving love bite along my collar.

i writhed around him, my body violently shaking. “thats a good girl, let it out angel.” he praised as his orgasm hit him too.

his cum spilled inside me, the warmth making me moan. as he slowed his pace, i tried to regain my breath. he pulled out, his cock still twitching.

he collapsed next to me, his hand stroking my hair. “did so good for me angel, so fucking good.” he kissed my cheek, making me giggling.

“thank you, ash.” i spoke, turning my head and kissing him softly. we cuddled up together, basking in the heat we caused in our room.

“don’t forget that your mine.” he whispered, drifting off to sleep with me.

#ashton irwin #5 seconds of summer #5sos #calum hood #luke hemmings #michael clifford #5sos5 #ashton 5sos #calum 5sos #luke 5sos #michael 5sos #ashton irwin imagines #ashton irwin smut

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changingplumbob · 5 months ago

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Villareal: Chapter 6, Part 14

A chill but speedy Friday with my pixels.

CW: Moderate sim spice. Content Warning Guide

For ease of reading if the toddlers are trying to say real words I'll put the English in brackets. Luna (mummy) and Devin (mama) use some German and Italian. Bambino/s (Italian) Male child/children Caro (Italian) Dear

The family are sitting down to pasta when Rilian notices Devin’s hair is different…

Rilian: Mama hair? How?

Devin: Caro, it’s called being the watchers favourite. Don’t even need a salon

Alfred: What watcher

Luna: Your Mama and Zio think there is someone watching over us in our life, helping us out and keeping us safe. I don’t but you get to believe whatever you want. Many other sims think the watcher exists

Devin: The watcher loves us bambinos, you can tell

Rilian: How

Alfred: *sings song of watcher adoration*

Devin: Little things. We’re very lucky, always dressed nicely…

Joey: We’re generally happier than the average sim and have nicer names to. There are other things but you’re too young to understand loading screens yet

Luna: It’s a big concept

Rilian: We big

Devin: Well you don’t have to decide if you believe in the watcher or not tonight. And no matter what Mama and Mummy will still love you

Dinner finishes and the toddlers get sorted for bed. Joey knows what he thinks, no nephews of his will grow up not believing in the watcher. Mod dangers lurk everywhere, the boys must be prepared! And stepping back from the paranoid sim…

Devin practices some of the scripts she’s been sent before bed to see how she feels about the characters. There are some interesting ones, she’ll have to get Luna to read them when she has time.

Luna: They’re asleep, shall we turn in

Devin: I hope you didn’t mind me talking about the watcher

Luna: They had to be introduced to the idea sometime. Now come to bed

In the morning Devin tries once again to bring Luna around to the idea of a watcher.

Devin: So how do you think my hair changed

Luna: Plenty of people have sudden hair changes, just look at your sisters

Devin: And you don’t think your brothers look more polished recently?

Luna: I suppose they have tidied themselves up a bit

Devin: Lu the watcher let me impregnate you, how can you not believe in them

Luna: I’m trying it’s just… if there is a watcher why won’t they give me answers about my mum

Devin: Oh... I can get that view. But Lu the watcher works on her own timeframe, I’m sure one day we’ll find out

Luna: Well when we do, then I’ll believe. Deal?

Devin: Deal!!! The watcher is going to help me with this I know it

Following a breakfast where Alfred scoffed and Rilian barely made a dent Devin shepherds the twins to the bathroom. Luna and Joey head to their jobs while Devin makes sure each twin gets squeaky clean. Afterwards the trio move to the master bedroom where Devin works on her acting skill. She reaches level 10! Alfred also maxes his communication skill!

Following a quick trip to Tartosa to give Calista and Aaron some family photos the twins spend their afternoon working on their motor skill while Devin gets her workout in. Look at her doing those laps without even shaking her sunglasses off! Swim done she watches the bambinos while knitting a gift for everyone’s favourite rooster, Mr Cluckton himself!

With Cassandra’s eldest having school responsibilities now the regular Friday best friends lunch play date has shifted to dinner time. Devin gives Cassandra her gift for Cluckton and the Nishidake family and Chopra family descend on the picnic basket for some fish pie and bagels. Unfortunately most are sad due to a mod but hey, at least the gang is together!

Following the picnic Joey gets a notification that he’s matched with another sim who is down for no strings fun. Inviting her in he has to admit to himself that she’s not his normal type (his panel said he found her unattractive, excuse me sir) but woohoo is woohoo and he’s always happy to get some. She expresses interest in his jacuzzi tub so taking her by the hand he shows her.

Joey: The water is good, come on in

Starting to remove her dress Luisa hesitates for a second

Luisa: I should probably tell you… just so you’re not crazy shocked… umm… I probably don’t have the pixel parts you’re expecting

Joey: You see yourself as a woman right? Your profile said

Luisa: Yes…

Joey: Then that’s how I see you. The water in here is good no matter what you do or don’t have under that dress

Luisa exhales in relief and strips off to climb in beside him.

Luisa: Sorry for being weird I’ve just had some… bad reactions

Joey: Clearly jerks. I have to tell you though, this is new to me. Tell me what you want me doing or not doing. I want this to be as good for you as I can see it being for me. I don’t want you being uncomfortable

Luisa: I have a feeling I won’t be. Something is telling me I clicked on the right profile

Joey: It’s my eyes isn’t it? The perfect kind of chocolate to drown in

Luisa laughs and leans down to close the gap between them with a kiss.

Nightmare alert! Poor Rilian has been chased by a monster into a lake of fire. Waking up sad he goes to try find his parents. In their room Luna is working on her next lecture and Devin is practicing her guitar. They both stop when the crying toddler walks in and bundles him up with kisses. Luna carries him to bed and Devin settles him down while Luna tucks in Alfred, making sure he stays asleep. Devin only has to read a few pages before Rilian returns to dreamland, hopefully with less fire.

Pulling the door of the nursery shut the pair are alone in their room where Luna dips Devin into a passionate kiss.

Luna: You are such a wonderful woman

Devin: I’m inspired by my wife *kisses* I know I wanted to wait for a third kid but maybe that was just me being a coward. I shouldn’t assume you’ll get postpartum depression again

Luna: And I shouldn’t assume I won’t be affected again. Perhaps we just need another solution like a surrogate or a science baby

Devin: Do you know how much I love you

Luna: I imagine it’s almost as much as I love you

Undressing each other the pair head to bed.

Luna admits that if she can’t find out if her mother had postpartum depression, it’s wise to avoid her getting pregnant again. And of course Devin has her career to think of, a career where she needs to be in shape. But a baby… they both want another baby. They’ll have to look into the options but they have faith a solution is out there for them. One they can find together.

That’s it for now for the Villareals, see you later Del Sol Valley!

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