#so now i'm trying to make the most out of it by uploading gifs lol

[ofstarsandvibranium]

Autographs

Fandom: Ted Lasso

Pairing: Jamie Tartt x GN!Reader

Summary: You’re the social media manager for AFC Richmond’s socials. You’ve been seeing a trend of asking players for their autograph so you decided to try it out with your team.

Ted Lasso Masterlist

You hold your phone up as you peek into the locker room. All of the boys are dressed so you enter with a grin on your face. You keep a stack of papers close to your chest as you quickly head into Coach Beard's office.

"Hey, coach, training doesn't start for another thirty minutes, right?"

Beard checks his watch and nods, "Affirmative."

You nod, "Cool. I'm going to film some content for the socials then," you turn to Roy, starting with you. You press record and hold out a picture to him, "Can I get your autograph, coach?"

"Fucking hell," Roy grumbles as he sees a younger version of himself staring back at him, "Where the fuck did you find this?"

"Did some digging. Love the curls, by the way," you hold out a marker and Roy glares at you. He still scribbles out his name on the photo, handing it back to you, "There. Now fuck off."

You snicker, "Thanks a bunch!"

You exit the office and zero in on your boyfriend, Jamie. You waltz right up to him with giddiness. He smiles up at you as he finishes lacing up his boots. He stands and pecks your lips, "What's with the look, babes?"

You hold out a picture of a small Jamie posing on a pitch, "Can I have your autograph?"

His brows shoot up in surprise, "No fuckin' way. Where'd you find this?"

"I asked your mom to send me a pic of when you were little."

He chuckles, "Look at me. A sexy lil thing, aren't I?" You snort and hand him the marker. He signs his name and draws a heart, writing his initials and yours inside it. He caps the marker and hands it back to you along with the picture, "There ya go, babes."

"I'll cherish it forever."

You look down at your next photo and go up to Sam, who gives you a polite grin, "Good afternoon, Y/N!"

"Hi, Sam! Can I get your autograph?"

"Of course!" you hand him a picture of when he was a young teen and he laughs, "Oh my."

Jamie, who decided to follow you, reaches for the picture, "Aw look at you, Sammy boy!" Jamie shows all the boys Sam's picture and Sam bashfully chuckles.

"Alright, give it here, Jamie!" Sam swipes it back and signs his name. When he gives it back to you, he asks, "Where did you find this picture?"

"I scrolled through your old Facebook photos."

Sam sighs and shakes his head, "I knew I should've deleted those."

The next person you go up to is Colin. He's a small skinny thing, donning his primary school uniform, smiling widely.

Colin looks up at you in disbelief, "Did you reach out to my parents for this?"

You give a nonchalant shrug, "Maybe."

Each interaction with the boys went this way. Each one was surprised to see a picture of a younger version of them being handed to them. The surrounding players hollering and teasing each other for how they looked back then.

Jamie stood beside you the entire time, watching each interaction and just hanging around you. How could he not? He's always drawn to your presence. Not only that, he just adores how well you get along with the guys. You're sweet and funny, which makes it easy for them to say "yes" to whatever kind of video you want to film for the team's socials. You're very good at your job.

After all the photos are signed, you set them out so everyone can see. You stand back, watching the boys mess around with each other. You're already uploading the videos to your dropbox so you can edit them all together on your work computer.

Jamie wraps an arm around your waist and kisses your temple, "Must be nice getting paid to make fun of footballers," he says with a smirk.

You giggle, "So fun! Seriously so glad Keeley hired me on! Probably the most fun I've ever had in any job!"

"Also probably the best job ever since you get to hang around your hot footballer boyfriend too, yeah?" He gives you a playfully nudge.

You snort, turning to completely face him, your arms hooking behind his neck, "Oh absolutely," you lean in to kiss him but Roy steps in, pushing you two away from each other, "Get a room, you disgustingly cute little shits."

You look at each other confused, but then shrugged as Roy yelled, "Whistle! WHISTLE!" The gaggle of football players quiet and you quickly wave at Jamie. You blow a kiss at him and mouth, "I'll see you later."

He blows you a kiss back and waves, earning him a slap on the head from Roy.

"Oi! What the hell, gramps?"

"Pay attention!" Roy grumbles and turns his attention back to the rest of the players, ready to prepare them for today's training.

[writingmeraki]

i heart u !

a min ho drabble !

genre : fluff. ( disgustingly cute )

pairing : minho x gn!reader, established relationship.

warnings : none except Minho is a menace but he's your menace :D ( not edited or proofread. )

author's note : this was a pretty random idea I got 😭 but also a little gift as a celebration to xo kitty getting a season 2 !!!! 🥳 ( praying for more minho screen time but also dae my boy deserving better :( confused on yuri & kitty endgame 🤞or minho & kitty ) anyways enjoy this minho brainrot i offer u and let me know what you think !!! let's also ignore the quality of the minho pics thanks xx also this is my third time trying to upload this i will cri if this doesn't upload now

word count : 1.1k

It'd been exactly two hours, twenty seven minutes and four seconds, five seconds, six seconds…

"You know I can feel your eyes burning into my face."

Putting down your biology textbook aside for a minute before you turned to face the one who’d been looking at you as though you’d disappear at any given moment.

Minho stared at you, now narrowing his eyes as he scoffed lightly,

"I'm not staring."

You deadpanned him as you raised an eyebrow.

"Okay then, do what you called me here to do. Study."

You nonchalantly said, ignoring the slight pout forming on your boyfriend's face because today you definitely didn't need to waste any time.

"Oh come onnnn it's been almost 3 hours!"

He said in a whiny tone that even if you didn't want to, made you bite your inner cheek to prevent yourself from grinning.

You wouldn't think he would complain about not getting attention because he didn't ever have to actually. If he wanted it, he'd get it unasked, be it from your friends or you.

But lately, both Q and Dae had been busy with their own studies, hence that also meant spending less time with their other best friend.

And as for you, you weren't one to deny your oh so lovely boyfriend of attention, in fact you'd welcome him with open arms when he would suddenly hug you tightly or when he'd kiss you at any given moment.

Unfortunately for him, you'd also been busy with your own studies, having to work a bit harder since you struggled in a few subjects.

Still, you paid no mind as you continued to read over the text about chromosomal disorders even if you could see from the corner of your eye that Minho had moved closer to you.

You had both decided to study together, having done your studying alone in your dorm but on his insistence to study together, you agreed to come over to his place, currently sitting at his desk with all your necessary items laid out.

"Why do you even need to continue studying when you have the most handsome, amazing, fantastic and bloody hot guy right by your side?"

Snorting at him, you turned your gaze to look at him from the corner of your eye,

"Please, I'd never say bloody hot, that is such a…British thing to say."

"So you do admit everything else is right?"

He smugly said as he smirked at you.

"I don't have time to feed your ego, I'm busy."

Sighing, you turned away from him as you now moved your chair to have your back facing him.

If you could have been able to see his expression, you'd probably have laughed because he just puffed and leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. He felt even more frustrated because frankly he was tired of studying now.

Suddenly he got an idea that he knew would make you give in to him and as much as he found your current ignorance appealing, he'd never admit that to you, he wanted your attention then and there, and with him.

Scribbling on a piece of paper, a cheesy equation he'd found on instagram while scrolling on his explore page, yet he knew you'd find it adorable.

9x - 7i > 3 ( 3x - 7u )

9x - 7i > 9x - 21u

-7i > - 21u

i <3 u.

Lastly, finishing it off by drawing a small heart and adding a " ;) " at the end.

He folded the paper and quietly moved behind you, putting his hand above your head and slipping the note on the page you were reading.

Your gaze shifted to the sudden movement, curiously eyeing the note that was laid in front of you.

Putting your book on your lap, you opened the note with a little suspicion, Minho's face having a small grin upon successfully diverting your attention.

The second you opened the note, you read over the contents still keeping a straight face up until you saw the small "i <3 u” with a little winky face.

Snorting at the cheesiness of the note with an equation you were pretty sure you’d seen saved one of your plenty Pinterest boards,

“Love, we don’t even have a maths exam next, we have biology.”

Turning your chair you faced him, you bit your lower lip to prevent the grin from showing on your face.

It was Minho’s turn to now deadpan you,

“Even after I wrote such a…such a meaningful message portraying my true feelings, yet you’re still worried about studying when it’s almost been three hours already and you’re not even paying attention to me or what I want to say.”

“Babe I’m pretty sure I already saw this on Pinterest...and not to mention this is just 8th grade algebra.”

He glared at your words after his overdramatic speech to which you couldn’t help but burst out in giggles, he seemed like an angry little puppy when he glared at you like that.

“Okay okay fine, what do you want to do? I should take a study break anyways”

You asked putting aside the book, making sure to carefully place the note between the pages acting as a bookmark you’d always cherish.

With those words, it was as if a switch was flipped on his attitude and his eyes lit up as he grinned,excited to finally have your attention.

“So what I'm saying is we should…”

[ A few hours later, still, your “fifteen-minute break from studying suddenly extended to hours, as usual. ]

Laying on Minho’s bed, you’d both finished watching the final episode of a show that you binged on together, the laptop going into sleep mode since having been ditched after a while.

Minho laid down with his head in your lap, you sitting upright as you caressed his hair, something you loved to do and well who was Minho do deny his lover's affection when he admittedly loved it just as much, maybe even more.

"You know, I know I say you should be lucky to have me but honestly I got lucky having you."

He said randomly while looking at you, a gentle smile on his face and gaze shining with sincerity.

Even if it was quite a simple sentence, your heart still fluttered at the sincere tone and you too now had a small grin forming.

You hummed, now smiling at him, nodding as you pushed your fingers through his hair strands, gently patting them down as well.

"I meant it though. What I wrote in that…note." He said grinning up at you.

"Though I'm sad you didn't take me seriously at first." He slightly pouted to which you giggled at how offended his tone was.

"That's because you're an absolute idiot." You told biting your lip and just as he was about to protest, you leaned down and pecked his lips to shut him up, smiling at the way he complied so easily to you.

Moving back a bit, you whispered so tenderly as if the words should only be between you two.

"But you're still my idiot and I love you too."

all written works as well as images and edits (unless credited) belong to pri. do not plagiarise, repost, re-edit or claim as yours. pics mostly found on pinterest.

writingmeraki Ⓒ 2023

links : main navi !

[fuckingstrange]

Dumbasses, amr?

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WARNINGS: Deepthroating (kinktober), an apology for being badly behind on uploads, READER GETS BODYSHAMED IN PARAGRAPH 1, MENTIONS OF IT THROUGHOUT HALF STORY, Unspecified weight!, Possibly plus-sized/chubby reader, Implied body dysmorphia, Kissing, Gays, Gays kissing, Kissing gayly, okay thats enough u get the point, Ball-fondling, Cum-swallowing, Boss!bf but not Bossy!bf.

WORDS: 1k+

PAIRING: Aaron Hotchner x m!reader (WITH AN UNSPECIFIED WEIGHT/BODY COMPLEXTION!)

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a/n:: THIS IS SO LATE IK IK BUT IM SOOO SORRY SCHOOL IS SO AWFUL N IM TRYNA GET A JOB

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“Maybe you could just wear a sheet over your head and then we wouldn't have to see all that,” An interns joke lands awfully, making you realize that you don't even understand how he became part of, originally, Your's and Aaron’s conversation, but now you know you're out of it.

His words feel like a stab to the lungs, leaving you breathless and no longer speaking from the terrible ‘joke’ that made nobody laugh.

Aaron sits in his own chair, the both of you just kind of stare at him wordlessly.

The intern laughs for a minute longer before the noise slowly trails off, and he backs out of the room. After he's long gone, you end up leaving too, despite hearing Aaron call for you from behind to try and get you to stay. You walk entirely out of the office and just go home, knowing that Aaron would understand to clock you out after realizing you really left.

Getting home, you're left to yourself for a dreadful hour. A dreadful, aching hour, where you're left to your own thoughts after having a sensitive open wound poked at.

By the end of that hour, when Aaron arrives, you're found curled up in bed watching Corpse Bride, already dressed down into sweats and a large hoodie you've taken from him. He sets his briefcase down by the door while loosening his tie before climbing into bed beside you, silent for now.

As he curls up behind you, you shift around when he tries to hug you, preventing him from doing just that. You hear Aaron's sigh of sadness before a kiss lands on the back of your neck and a hand rests in the center of your chest, pushing you back into him.

“Hun.. He didn't mean it, He's just.. an asshole, with a bad sense of humor,” Aaron tries to reassure you, but you've heard it all before "He doesn't know his ears from his sac, babe."

“Just leave it alone. I know I'm not.. the best, in some departments.” You sigh, making Aaron tsk in disagreement.

He leans up a bit more, propping himself up onto one elbow to reach the side of your neck, kissing behind your ear as his hand on your chest glides down your body to reach the hem of the hoodie.

“You're the most gorgeous here, Babe,” He disregards your previous statement as you roll to lie on your back, giving him the opportunity to climb between your open legs. “Truthfully.” He adds.

You just kind of stare up at him as his hands glide under the hoodie to settle on your waist, the ghostly weight of his hands making you tingle all over, causing a shiver to rack your spine. Aaron smiles when he sees this, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss to your cheek.

“No moping in October.” He mumbles against your cheek, turning his head to give you a proper kiss while his hands start to run up and down your sides, making you shiver continuously.

“What.. what about November, hm?” You joke back, voice breaking a bit when his kisses move down your neck.

Aaron giggles, obviously holding back a joke of his own that he deems pretty funny. He looks up at you to make sure it's okay to continue his trail south while nudging up your hoodie.

Going against that little gnome in your head that chips away at your confidence, you let him remove your hoodie and shirt in one good swoop, exposing your upper body that he immediately litters in the most tender of kisses.

Your hand flies down to tangle your fingers in the dark strands as his kisses reach the subtly tented front of your pants, a gasp breaking free of your throat when his lips connect to your tip through the fabric. Your eyes flutter and roll back, legs spreading with a grunt.

“Can-” Aaron only gets one word out before you're blabbering “Yes!” back. It makes him smile as he pulls your pants completely off, tossing them to the floor and doing the same with your boxers to expose your half-hard dick.

Reaching up, he takes your twitching length in hand and begins pumping you to full hardness, licking at the beads of precum that build on your tip. His tounge drags down the underside, tracing a vein that starts to bulge from your soft skin, dipping down to kiss each of your balls.

You gasp as he does so, hips jerking in a way that lets him know you're wanting more. He's not gonna be the one to deny you after a day gone to shit.

Aaron takes you into his mouth, inching down onto your veiny cock slowly. He goes until you've hit the back of his throat, your shaft rubbing against the dangly thing, (SOMEBODY TELL ME WHAT ITS CALLED PLEASE I NEED TO EDIT OUT DANGLY THING..) making him gag and tear up.

He swallows around you to preserve the moment, only taking you deeper. He notices the way your fingers tense whenever he swallows around you, so everytine he goes downward on your length, he stops just to swallow around and let you feel his convulsing throat wrap around your throbbing dick.

It makes you moan louder than you meant to, deaf to the own volumer of your voice as you subtly push your hips up, chasing the feeling. It makes him gag, so your hips plant themselves back onto the mattress as you caress his hair in a silent apology.

He continues bobbing his head, gaining a rhythm that has you leaking down his throat. He can barely taste the saltiness from how far down you're reaching, his eyes stinging with subtle tears on bodily instinct from the blockage in his throat, making him remember to breathe through his nose.

Aaron reaches up, feeling your balls as they start to tighten, your breath hitching, and he knows you're about to come. He digs himself down, pushing you in as far as you can and swallowing around you, choking only a little bit when you come far enough down that he can't even taste it. Your mind always ends up blown whenever he blows you, head tossed back with your brain shattered into orange, shiny crystals. (Spiderman 2 ref lesgooo)

Lifting his head, he looks up at you with a soft grin as he wipes the drool from his mouth, he brings the covers up over you both as he crawls in beside you, giving you a deep kiss to let you taste as much of yourself as you can off of his tounge.

[wavypotatochips]

Hey I love your imagines sm and I was wondering could you do a jealous mbappe x reader so like kylian brings the reader (his girlfriend) to go meet the psg team and neymar is flirting with her and kylian gets really mad? Thank you

𝙎𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚 | 𝙆𝙮𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙈𝙗𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚

𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: Kylian Mbappe x Female Reader

Word Count : 2k

𝘈𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦: NOT YOU MAKING ME WRITE ABOUT MY POOKIE BEING THE BAD GUY OF THE STORY <//3 haha jkjk ( NeyNey is my babygorl tho) Im glad you like my imagines, thank you so much for the compliment !!! And as always, thank you so much for requesting & I Hope you like how I represent your idea ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚!!

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(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ REQUESTS ARE OPEN, currently covered in college work so as of now uploads MAY mainly be on weekends. Thank you for your patience c’: ♥

You've been dating Kylian for a few months now, and you couldn't be happier. Spending time with him always brings you joy, and he never fails to be sweet and attentive to your needs. Tonight, you have a special event planned - you're going to meet the PSG team for the first time, and understandably, you're feeling a little nervous. It's important to you to make a good impression on Kylian's friends, who are like a second family to him. 

The event is a party hosted by one of his teammates, and you've dressed to impress. You're wearing a black two-piece set, which fits you perfectly and accentuates your curves in all the right places. Your black crop top showcases your breasts, while your 90s low-rise Ruched Flare Legging Pants flatter your figure and allow your belly piercing to peek through. To complete the look, you've chosen a pair of stylish wedge heels. You've let your hair fall naturally, and you've applied smokey eye makeup to match your outfit, now feeling way more confident and ready to make a great impression on Kylian's friends. As you approach the front door and put on your earrings, you call out to Kylian, "Babe, I'm ready!" When you arrive, you see that he's already waiting for you, with a wide smile on his face. "You look absolutely gorgeous, my love," he says, wrapping his arms around you and giving your butt a playful squeeze. He suggests that it might be okay to be a little late, with a wink and a hint of something more suggestive. You laugh and playfully slap his chest, "Kylian, no! Let's go!" He pouts, but eventually relents with a playful "Okayyyy." You smile and give him a kiss on the lips, to which he eagerly responds. He opens the door for you, and the two of you step out together.

As you mingle at the party, you find yourself having a surprisingly good time. You've met and chatted with most of Kylian's teammates, except for  Neymar Jr. Although you're familiar with him from the headlines, you haven't had a chance to formally introduce yourself yet. Besides that, you've clicked instantly with a few of the other WAGS and have been dancing and enjoying the fantastic vibes all around. It's turning out to be a fantastic night. You are conversing with one of the WAGS and enjoying your drink when you feel a hand on your waist unexpectedly. When you look around, Kylian is standing behind you.

"Hey, babe," he says, leaning in to give you a kiss.

"Hey," you reply, smiling up at him.

As you turn back to your newly founded friend, you notice someone else looking at you. It's one of Kylian's teammates, Neymar, and he's giving you a flirty smile. You make an effort not to analyze his glance too much because you suspect he may be gazing somewhere else. You try to ignore him and focus on your conversation, but you can feel Neymar's eyes on you. Neymar did not see the kiss you and Kylian shared, so in his eyes you are a free woman. You glance over at Kylian, who is now standing beside you, and you can see that he's noticed Neymar's attention.

"Hey, Neymar," Kylian says, his voice cold. "What's up?"

"Nothing, man," Neymar replies, still grinning at you. "Just admiring this gorgeous lady here," he winks at you, “What's your name?”

Kylian's grip on your waist tightens, and you can feel his body tensing up. "She's not just any girl, Neymar," he says, his tone low and menacing. "Ela é minha namorada. Então observe-se (She's my girlfriend. So watch yourself)."

Neymar raises his hands in surrender. "Hey, man, I didn't know.. just relax."

Kylian glares at him for a few more seconds before finally letting go of your waist. You can feel his anger radiating off of him, and you're not sure how to calm him down.

"Let's go outside for a bit," he says, taking your hand and leading you towards the door.

Once you're outside, Kylian turns to you, his expression softening a bit. "I'm sorry about that, babe," he says, his voice apologetic. "I shouldn't have gotten so angry."

"It's okay," you reply, trying to reassure him. "I know you just care about me."

"I do," he says, pulling you into a hug. "I just don't like other guys looking at you like that. You're mine, and I want everyone to know it." Kylian regards you as his first love, despite the fact that he has had a few women prior to you. He loves you more than words can express, which explains why he occasionally exhibits some possessive behavior.

You smile up at him, feeling a warm feeling spread through your chest. You know that Kylian can be a bit possessive, but you also know that he cares about you deeply.

As the night goes on, you and Kylian continue to have a good time, dancing and laughing with your friends. But every now and then, you catch him glancing over at Neymar, his jaw clenched tight.

Eventually, Kylian excuses himself to go to the bathroom, and you're left standing by the bar with some of the other WAGS. You are admiring the bar and remarking on how nice it is to have a home bar. That's when Neymar comes over to you.

"Hey, sorry about before," he says, his tone contrite. "I didn't mean to upset Kylian like that."

"It's fine," you reply, trying to be polite. "He just gets a bit jealous sometimes," you let out a small laugh. 

Neymar nods. "Yeah, I can tell. But, you know, he doesn't own you or anything. You're free to do what you want."

You frown at him, feeling a bit uncomfortable. "I know that," you say

Neymar leans in a bit closer to you, and you can smell the alcohol on his breath. "I'm just saying," he says, his voice low and suggestive. "If you ever want to have some fun on the side, I'm here for you."

You take a step back, feeling a surge of anger and disgust. "Excuse me?" you say, your voice sharp.

"I mean it," Neymar says, his grin widening. "I can show you a good time. Better than Kylian ever could."

You feel your face flush with anger, and you're about to say something when you hear a voice behind you.

"Get your hands off of her," Kylian growls.

You turn to see Kylian standing there, his fists clenched at his sides. His eyes are dark with anger, and you can see the muscles in his jaw working.

Neymar backs away from you, holding up his hands in surrender. "Hey, man, I was just joking around."

Kylian takes a step forward, bringing his face just inches away from Neymar's. "Do you think it's funny to hit on my girlfriend?" he says in a low, dangerous voice. Neymar responds defiantly, "Oh yeah? And what if I do? Que porra você vai fazer sobre isso? (The fuck are you gonna do about it?)" You feel a wave of fear and tension wash over you, knowing that things could turn ugly fast - and to make matters worse, they're teammates. Both of them have been drinking, which has only heightened their anger levels, but you're hoping that things won't escalate any further.

Quickly, you nudge some of the other WAGS for help, and they promptly move to help you push in between the boys. Both Kylian and Neymar back away from each other without trying to push any of you aside, which is a relief. As Kylian steps back, his hands still clenched into fists, he calls out, "Apenas dê o fora daqui (Just get the fuck out of here)," his voice cold and unforgiving. The loud music drowns out anything Neymar might have been saying as he walks away, and you hope that he didn't hear what Kylian said or else he might have come back looking for a fight. Nevertheless, you're relieved that the situation has been diffused without any physical altercations.

"Are you okay?" Kylian says, turning to you and taking your hand. 

You nod, feeling a bit shaken. "Yeah," you say, your voice a bit unsteady. "Thanks for coming to my rescue." In theory, he did save you when Neymar started to bother you, so you're not sure whether to lecture him or not. You simply decide that thanking him is best.

Kylian pulls you into a hug, holding you tightly against his chest. "I'll always protect you," he says, his voice low and reassuring. "No matter what."

You feel a wave of gratitude and love for Kylian, knowing that he truly cares about you. But at the same time, you can't help but wonder if his possessiveness  feels a bit suffocating. When you are around, you don't want others to be on edge.

As the night wears on, Kylian stays close to you, his eyes constantly scanning the room. You try to let loose and have fun with the other WAGS, but it's difficult to fully enjoy yourself knowing that Kylian needs constant reassurance. You can't help but feel like you're missing out on the fun as you focus on keeping Kylian calm and avoiding any further conflicts.

Finally, as the party begins to wind down, Kylian pulls you aside.

"I'm sorry about earlier," he says, his voice soft. "I know I can get a bit jealous sometimes."

"It's okay" you say,  giving him a small smile. "I appreciate that you care about me, but I don't think threatening people is the best way to handle situations like that. While I'm grateful you came to my aid, it's important to remember that you're a public figure and your actions have consequences. I don't want to see you get into trouble because of me."

Kylian sighs, nodding in agreement. "You're right. Sometimes I forget that my actions have a bigger impact than just the immediate moment. I'm sorry for putting you in a difficult position, my love." He sounds regretful because he knew that before the mayhem erupted, you were having fun.

You reach out and gently caress his cheek to reassure him, "Thanks for understanding where I'm coming from….But of course, thank you for sticking up for me… and I still did have a lot of fun tonight."

Kylian grins, "Of course, anything for you. And just so you know, I'll always stand up for you. You're not just some girl to me, you're my girlfriend and I want to protect you."

You chuckle, "I know that. And I appreciate it. But let's try to avoid unnecessary confrontations in the future, okay?"

"Okay," Kylian agrees. "I promise to be more mindful of my actions if people try to talk to my soon-to-be-wife.”

You roll your eyes but can't help but smile at his infectious enthusiasm, “What am I going to do with you Kylian?”

“I don't know, maybe kiss me?,” he says in a playful tone causing you to let out a small laugh.

You lean in to give him a quick kiss. "I love you, Kylian."

"I love you more," he replies, gazing at you with adoration. "And I'll always strive to be the best partner I can be."

You could see Kylian's mood lighten up as he realized that everything was going to be okay. 

You two walked back into the party and only stayed for an extra hour-or so before leaving. As you two are walking up to your house, Kylian leans in, his lips brushing against your ear, "Thank you for being patient with me. I promise I'll make it up to you."

You smile, feeling grateful for the amazing man by your side. "You don't have to make it up to me, Ky. I just want you to be happy."

He squeezes your hand, his eyes shining with affection. "I am happy, because I have you."

Kylian stops and faces you as you both approach the front entrance of the house.

He leans in and kisses you, his lips warm and tender against yours. "You are my world, Y/N I love you so so much,” he murmurs before sighing, “What am I going to do with you?" 

You smile cheekily, “ I don't know, maybe kiss me?,” you say, mimicking him from earlier.

He smiles, nods, "Glady," and presses his lips once more against yours.

Love and affection filled the air as you both kissed each other, and you both realized that no matter what the future contained, the only thing that mattered was that you had each other.

[therapycat21]

Hi, I love your writing! I’d love a Travis one shot where he’s a guest on our podcast or we’re one of the sports interviewer after a game and we engage in a lot of flirty banter which ends up with him sliding in our dm’s!

Call Her Daddy?

Request? Yes/No! Description: Having the most famous podcasts on the internet, You have a guest who loves to flirt. Note: Thank you so much! It means the world. Here is your request! Much Love, TherapyCat21

"Hello, I'm Y/n and welcome to call her daddy, on today's episode we have three three-time Super Bowl champion and tight end for the Kansas City Chiefs, please welcome, Travis Kelce!" I smiled and looked over at the 6'5 bearded man in the lavender fluffy chair with headphones and a mic.

He smirks before bringing the mic to his mouth "Hello, hello thank you for having me" He smiles at the camera and turns back to face me. He never fails to have a smile on his face.

"So congratulations on your current win, I was grateful to be one of the fans in the stadium watching live this year and it was amazing to witness, how have you felt recently after all the chaos with winning a third Super Bowl?" I ask.

"Uhm it definitely has been chaotic since but things are kind of slowing down now, right now I'm kinda just relaxing and taking a good time off, eating a bunch of junk food before the next season" he chuckles.

I laugh "Hey, I would do the same if I did what you do, what's your favorite junk food?" I questioned "Definitely gotta be spicy nacho Doritos or the chunky chips ahoy cookies. " he smirked

"ooh, those sound good! but the real question is, what drink?" I smirk back. "how bout this, I'll give you the brand and we both try to name the same?" he suggests. I nod in agreement "Okay, I'm down." I tell him.

"Okay so the brand is Fanta" he looks at me with a lazy smirk. I squint my eyes at him before they widen. He claps his hands together in excitement "You know damn well which flavor I'm talkin about! On the count of three, we say it at the same time!" He tells me. I nod

I laugh before sighing "Okay ready?" I questioned, He nods

"1!"

"2!"

"3!"

"GRAPE!"

I jump from my seat laughing, as I settle back in my seat, he leans over and we high five "That's my girl, I knew you'd get it, great minds think alike" he says with a lovesick smile.

I smiled back "This has been awesome, thank you so much for coming on today, I definitely needed this!" I say with the most genuine smile I've had in months. He nods, clasping his hands together "No thank you, It feels good to be interviewed like this, We really have to do this again." he suggests.

I nod over at him "Absolutely, thanks to Travis for making room and coming onto Call Her Daddy today," I look at the camera "Please remember to like and subscribe and remember to check back soon to see who the next guest is next week! Bye everyone!" I wave at the camera before the signal is off.

I look at Travis "Seriously thank you so much for making time and coming on today, it means a lot " I tell him as I stand up from my seat. He stands "No thank you needed, It was refreshing, I needed this"

My social media manager comes over to us "Okay, can we get a picture of you two together to upload for this week's episode?" She questions.

We both nod and shuffle closer together and I finally see how tall he is compared to me, He places himself practically touching sides, throws his arm around my shoulder, and lays his head on the top of mine and we both smile as the picture is captured.

"thank you both so much," she says before walking to upload the picture.

We let go and hang out for a little longer before his manager tells us it's time for him to attend another event. We stand up from the seats we sat back on to talk more and hug each other goodbye.

I finally get back home and decide to take a shower and watch some TV with my cat when I get a notification, I open Instagram to see tons of notifications from the picture of me and Travis my manager posted for the new episode.

I look over to see a new message request, I click and see it's Travis, I smile before clicking the notification to see he tried sending me a message.

"I had an amazing time with you today, I was hoping we could do it again but this time at a nice restaurant at 8 this Friday? Let me know soon!"

I sit in shock before I respond

"Absolutely, here's my number so we can discuss this more (xxx-xxx-xxxx) ;)"

Twitter:

@user212121: Did y'all see how he was looking at her??!!!???

@furefchids: Their vibe is amazing, they go so well together!

@fhrhffds: Did not expect this pair but absolutely living for it!

[mrhowells]

Smallville 5x06

"How you ever had a crush on Richie Cunningham, I will never understand."

I'm actually so easy to please

"And Lois... *laughs* I'd do anything to get rid of Lois."

but thinking about how annoying she is makes him laugh, soooooo... she's a good influence, I rest my case😌😌

Jonathan knows too, like-

Chloe & Lois as an investigative duo are actually really fun

Lex really lives in Jonathan's head rent free💀💀

ohmygoooooddd

MOTHER.

"She's here to dance."

Chloe really threw Lois under the bus like that I'm cryingsjakjsha

the struggle is real💀

SOOOOO let's see if Jonathan actually apologizes when it turns out Lex didn't do anything

CLARKFNKLJFDISLYS

COVER YOUR EYES SWEET SUMMER CHILD

Lois x bisexual lighting I LIVEEEE

they did that for me😭😌

"I'll have a coke😇" ... "S- straight up, on the rocks.😤"

JAkhsshfdlskaBOOBOO WHAT ARE YOU-

I just choked on my ice cream

LMAOOOOOO bless his heart

THE STRUGGLE IS REAL PART 2 I'M CRYINDHSGFJFKD

I'm really not ready for what's about to go down here😭😭

🎶DON'T YOU WISH YOUR GIRLFRIEND WAS HOT LIKEEE MEEEEEEE🎶

Someone needs to go to jail for that music choice💀💀

TOM WELLING YOUR FACE JOURNEYS. LET ME SAY THANK YOU KING🙇‍♀️

this is history in the making. absolutely iconic.

🎶DON'T YOU WISH YOUR GIRLFRIEND WAS WRONG LIKE MEEEEEE🎶🎶

i do wish she was my girlfriend actually they're so right

aaand she's getting into it

ON MY FUCKING KNEES FOR HER MA'AM YOUR HAND IN MARRIAGE PLEASEEEE

he's kind of giving me:

PLEASEWSWKRJWOPQP

EVERY SINGLE FRAME OF THIS IS SO FUCKING ICONIC LIKE WHAT DO I EVEN SAY??

it's okay bb, we're all looking respectfully right now

💀💀💀THE STRUGGLE IS REAL PT.3

SOMEONE PLEASE HELP THIS BEAN

kshadjwka his fight or flight is kicking in😭😭

"What are you doing here?" "What are YOU doing here?"

story of their life fr

the struggle has never been more real, pray for Clark💀

.

they did that.

smallville writers really did that.

legend behaviour if you ask me

i would like to take this moment and say thank you.

"I've never been in a position where people look up to me."

This is such a silly statement, Jonathan is literally the person Clark looks up to the most. His bigger personality flaws clearly come from Jonathan's influence💀 (not to say he didn't also learn a lot of good traits from him -he absolutely did- but you know)

I'm really curious what Lex's (and Jonathan's) politics are actually, don't be shy writers tell me👀

SIR I NEED YOU TO STEP AWAY FROM MY WIFE IMMEDIATELY

creepy mf

"Hey 007. Nice of you to show up." "I'll start assuming that means thank you?"

giggling kicking my feet

"I can't touch him." "Well, I can."

I'VE SAID IT BEFORE AND I'LL SAY IT AGAIN, MOTHERRRR

pls his face😭

he knows he could never be as cool as her

THIS SHOT MAKES ME FERAL

my parents🥹

(listen the shit i went through to upload this last picture tho, i hit the upload limit and had to delete stuff, then i accidentally deleted the whole post for a second🤡 my whole life flashed before my eyes💀💀)

Lex talking about a guy falling in love with his best friend's wife uh oh, no thank youuuuu😬😬

He was making a good point though.

"The thing I always try to remember is, no matter how much le lays on, he never expects more than he expects from himself."

Clark really grew up didn't he😭😭

"What are you doing, you just moved back in."

from the guy who said "I'd do anything to get of Lois." at the beginning of the episode, what in the clownery🤡🤡

All men do is lie.

she's such a menace, I LOVE HER😭😭

AND HE CAN'T STAY MAD AT HER LOOK AT HIS FACEEEEE

they're secret bffs your honor😭

I LOVE THEMMM IT'S ACTUALLY SO SERIOUS

"And you didn't have to come after me but you always do. So I wanted to say thank you. You're a really good friend."

GOING INSANE ON THIS SATURDAY NIGHT

CUT IT OUT YOU ASSHOLES I'M TRYING TO STAY NORMAL UNTIL SEASON 8 QUIT EYE FUCKINGZFGDUWEOAK

well. stay normal challenge failed again but that's exactly how i thought this would go, sooo

Question for the people: should i even tag Lex in posts like this? I don't think twice about tagging characters like Jonathan because I don't expect fans to look through his tag for him specifically, but i know people do it with Lex and I feel bad at the thought of them having to scroll through me losing my mind over Clois with a few Lex mentions in between. Lex fans lemme know

[putschki1969]

2024/09/05 Blog post by Wakana お久しぶりです！Wakanaのドウガ！〜猿島編〜

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A New Wakana FC Video After a Long Time! ~Sarushima Edition~

The other day I got on a bus and when it was finally time to get off at the next stop, I was suddenly confronted with a really big problem. You might wonder what problem it could have been. Well, of course it's the dilemma of who is pressing the STOP button first (I realise, it's a non-issue for most people).

I often wonder if anyone will press the button so I will raise my arm, preparing myself to press it. But in that very moment someone else on the bus will beat me to it and press the button first so I've put in effort for nothing. But then at other times, when I decide to do nothing and wait for someone else to step in, for some reason, no one will move a finger to press the button. To avoid these troublesome moments, I will usually take charge of the situation and press the button at the first possible opportunity (even if it is for a stop where a lot of people will get off anyway).

However, on this day, about 0.5 seconds before my finger was touching the button, a little girl sitting in the seat in front of me also reached for the button close to her! ! Oh my God!! 😭😭Before I knew it, I had already pressed the button on reflex 😭*sobs* A grown-ass adult, driven by a misguided sense of responsibility, had pushed the button with so much enthusiasm and taken away a little girl's chance to do it. So stupid!

I saw how the poor girl reached out and just before her little finger touched the button, it lit up and the telltale "ping" rang through the bus, letting everyone know that the button had already been pressed. She turned to the woman beside her, presumably her mother, and just stared at her in shock and sadness. The woman looked at the girl with an appeasing smile and nodded (she honestly looked like the Virgin Mary trying to comfort her child.)

As for me, I was beyond myself. I was shocked too and completely froze up so I couldn't even say anything. I simply turned away with an apologetic expression on my face. I am so sorry, little girl! Please forgive me! To make things worse, I felt like the woman beside me had witnessed the whole thing so I tried to avoid looking at her as best as possible until I got off *laughs*

Hello, this is Wakana (0￣▽￣0)／

I vowed to myself that from now on, I would always check to see if there were any children around.

Well, today, a new Wakana fan club video has been uploaded for the first time in a long while😊This is a video about my trip to Sarushima that I mentioned in earlier log posts and which was also featured in my fan club newsletter! I was alone so it was tricky to film myself but I made a short video that shows the beautiful scenery of the island. You can also hear the birds chirping😍The part where I climb the "Heartbreak Stairs" (it's what I decided to casually name them) is 2 minutes long and uncut😄It may be a little hard to watch💦I hope you enjoy it nonetheless✨ »»——  CLICK ME 🎁 CLICK ME ——««

I also have a video of the "island announcement" that I talked about in the podcast, so I'm uploading it here as a bonus😂(※please note that the volume may be high)

All right, that's all for today! Until next time~☆( '▽')/

＊＊＊Wakana＊＊＊

2024/09/10 Blog post by Wakana おしゃべりガーデン第13回目‼️〜お祭りと不思議話と訂正事項がございます‼︎〜

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Talk Garden Vol.#13‼️~Festivals, Mysteries and Corrections~

The other day, on the way back from having dinner with two of my friends, there was a festival nearby so we decided to take a look😊There were a lot of people on the narrow approach to the shrine, and they sold a lot of delicious things such as takoyaki, okonomiyaki, baby castella, and candy apples! Even though we had just eaten, we decided to buy some baby castella and walked through the crowd while eating it together😂We simply couldn't resist that sweet smell😋Then, one of my friends said that she was good at yo-yo fishing, so we decided to give it a try＼(^o^)／You know, this time, unlike last time, I was able to catch one really easily🤣Mine was more like a vinyl air balloon rather than a proper yo-yo balloon so I didn't have to worry too much. I was still traumatised from my previous series of complete failures (please refer to my Instagram for details) so I went with this relatively safe and easy option.😂It doesn't even have water in it, so it's easy to get it out *laughs* My friend managed to get the water balloon yo-yo! Bravo!!

Hello, this is Wakana (0￣▽￣0)／

After enjoying a delicious dinner, we bought baby castella, six skewers of yakitori, six pieces of fried chicken, and yakisoba. The three of us ate it all *laughs* The festival effect is amazing 😂

Well, today, Vol.13 of my podcast "Wakana's Talk Garden" has been uploaded!! ︎＼＼\٩( 'ω' )و //／／I read about everyone's "strange and mysterious stories" 😊I realized that there are many different patterns in strange stories 😯There really are a lot of things that I find strange in my daily life. I thought about it a lot after I had recorded the episode.

For example, whenever I have a photo-shoot with my regular photographer, for some reason, the sky always clears up and it stops raining. Or when I think I've run out of an item so I buy more to stock up only to realise that I have a lot left *laughs* There are also lots of incidents when you can't help but think, "only at times like this…" These situations are really strange but they do happen😂I think the best example for something like this is when you suddenly meet someone that you haven't seen in ages😂And it's almost always in moments when you're just spacing out without thinking about anything, or when you're in a really hurry😂 Such weird timing! Why in that moment!? It's weird. Also, for some reason, various things just happen at the same time so that makes you wonder why now!? There are many strange things that happen every day so I want to live my life having fun while also appreciating all the strange occurrences 😊✨Thank you so much for all your submissions! !

Well, the next talk topic will be "Everyone's Rules of Healthy Living" ♪ Anything you make sure to eat every day? Are you doing anything to take care of your intestines? Maybe you try to walk the distance of one station every now and then? Please share all of your rules that help you lead a healthy life! ＼(^o^)／The deadline is the end of this month on September 30th! I'll be waiting for your messages♪

Last but not least, I need to correct something I said in the latest podcast episode! It's about my “Join Wakana! Houseboat Full-Course Tour” on September 22nd and 23rd. In the episode, I mentioned that the seating on the boat would be "chair-style". However, turns out that info was old, the boat we will board is a bit more traditionally Japanese so the seating will be "sunken kotatsu-style"!! 🥺🥺Maybe the boat is also a little bigger than it was originally, so that might be why they changed the seating style 🥺 I'm sorry for the misleading statement! 😭 So please note, there won't be any chairs, the seating provided will be sunken "kotatsu-style"!! ･:*+.(( °ω° ))/.:+ I hope you will sit comfortably! ! !

Anyway, that's all for today! Until next time~☆( '▽')/

＊＊＊Wakana＊＊＊

Wakana’s Talk Garden #13

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Episode #13 »»—— CLICK ME 🎁 CLICK ME ——«« ・Share a strange experience ・Anything you’d like to ask Wakana/Anything you’d like Wakana to talk about

For next month’s episode which is scheduled to air on October 10th, the following two topics have been chosen: ・Everyone's Rules of Healthy Living

The submission deadline is 09/30.

[menacewithawolfcut]

a pastoral short story, or a confession between lovers near a fishing village in the summer

pairing: taigen x transmasc!mizu

rating: mature (16+) [non-explicit sexual content]

tags: third-person pov, he/him pronouns used for mizu, headcanon, plot? don’t know her/kicked her straight out of the window, aftercare, odaxelagnia/biting kink, author’s sleep schedule is fucked up so don’t mind him mildly losing his marbles progressively

a/n (post-upload): so, i apologise, but i'm a dumbass, and it has just occurred to me that events in that episode were taking place in spring, but i'd prefer not to change the title and the setting, so yeah, sorry again

summary: post-wrestling scene, but it went *slightly* differently

word count: 729 words/4127 characters

“Hey, Taigen…”

Mizu spoke softly, reaching out his arm, almost touching Taigen’s shoulder. “May I?”

The latter silently nodded, still looking away.

After the moment of quiet and Mizu’s gentle, comforting strokes across his companion’s back, Taigen cleared his throat and faced him.

“I think I must tell you something.”

“Hm?”

“I think I might find you… attractive.”

Mizu’s eyes widened as his heart skipped a beat and started pounding, and he slowly reciprocated the eye contact.

“How long have you been feeling this way?”

“For quite some time.”

The temporary silence was filled by the call of a cuckoo bird from the sunny forest outside.

“I’ve been thinking about you, too, Taigen. Quite a lot, actually. So, I think you should know that the feeling’s mutual.”

“Oh…” Taigen felt heat rising to his face and looked away.

“So, what do we do about it?”

“That might be the craziest thing you’ve heard from me so far, but,” Taigen looked into Mizu’s piercing blue eyes, which had already been looking at him intensely. “What do you think if we… *wrestle* a little bit more… To release some pent-up energy… But please, don’t feel pressured, though, I don’t wanna make you feel uncomfortable in any way.”

The heat radiating from the fireplace near them became more intense.

“I would love to. But then, you should close the door first. Unless you want to look awkwardly in the villagers’ eyes tomorrow as you go there to buy some food, and mind you, Kohama is a little bit far from here,” a smirk ran across Mizu’s face.

He took a moment to take a sip of tea, soothing the dryness in his mouth, as he watched his now slightly bashful rival fulfil his request.

“And I have only one condition: my clothes stay on me. Is that okay with you?”

“Sure,” Taigen nodded.

“Good. And I think I already have an idea of how we can work with that,” Mizu tilted his head to the side while meeting Taigen’s gaze as they both laughed light-heartedly. “I will wipe that smug grin from your pretty face and replace it with something else; you know that?”

***

Taigen collapsed on the floor, desperately trying to catch some air. A warm, soft hand touched his cheek as he continued panting, his eyes looking love-drunkenly and tiredly at the man before him. 

Soon, both Mizu’s hands explored his upper body, taking regular stops to caress and take a better look at hickeys and bite marks all over him. Finally, they moved down and rested on Taigen’s stomach.

“Perfect. Do you feel like your body is the most beautiful painting in the world right now?”

His chest rose and fell sharply as he let out a chuckle. 

“Oh, quit with your lovey-dovey shit,” Taigen raises his hand to stroke Mizu’s cheek. 

He cupped it with both hands, carefully guiding them towards his lips and kissing it. After that, Mizu leaned above him, gave him a few short-lived pecks on his lips, cheeks, and neck, and finally embraced him.

“Are you feeling all right? Maybe you’d like to drink some water?”

“Yeah…” I’m feeling *more* than all right... But I think I could use some water.”

“I’ll be right back then.”

Taigen laid back in the same spot he had before, listening to the occasional muffled sounds of the leaves against the winds and some birds exchanging their songs. The afternoon heat was finally vanishing. 

Mizu eventually came back, carrying a small bucket. He kneeled down, scooped some water with a ladle, and, by carefully holding it, helped Taigen quench his thirst. Then he put the ladle down and started examining marks over the latter’s body once again. 

“Does it hurt anywhere?”

Taigen shook his head.

“Not that much.”

“Hmm,” he was inspecting for any signs of broken skin and failed to find them. “Seems all right.”

Mizu leaned in and kissed Taigen once again before helping him put his clothes back on and getting up.

He walked up to the door and took a peek. The peaceful, pastoral-like evening outside the house was nearly quiet.

“I think we’ve still got some time,” Mizu closed the door, returned to the previous spot and laid down. “Come over here.”

Taigen joined him, and the other one cuddled up to him, hiding his face in the crook of the former’s neck.

. . .

I'm not good at writing in prose but I wrote this anyway, and now you have to suffer with me /lh

[kentocidal]

im back for my second request mwahaha

7. "i'm going to ruin that pretty makeup." + kaveh. butbutbut we’re ruining his makeup ): big crybaby with mascara streaks down his face and lipstick everywhere but his lips wahhhhhhhhhh

uploading kaveh12.txt . . . upload complete !

warning ! this file has been corrupted with the following malware: dacryphilia, dom!reader, gn!reader, feminization (if you squint? idk barely), kaveh is called pretty boy

internal messaging system: crybaby!kaveh has seemingly become my brand. also i am him so-

get your own file upload here !

you don’t even remember how you managed to get kaveh to do this for you. you supposed that he agreed because it was you asking him, not anyone else. or maybe it was because alhaitham wasn’t expected home for quite some time. it was most likely some combination of both.

(or perhaps it was because kaveh was so tense, so needy from your continued teasing all day, that he was on the brink of going insane.)

you had convinced your pouty, whining, darling boyfriend to put makeup on. just a little, not a lot. eyeliner in the lash lines, light blush and highlighter on his cheekbones and the tip of his nose, pretty lipstick staining plush lips.

his hands were curled into fists as you stared at him from the doorway of your bedroom. he scoffed at your face, turning away from you to look at himself in the vanity mirror again. “stop staring already, i know i look ridiculous!”

he was in his own head again. you needed to stop that.

you let out a breath as you approached him from behind, reaching over him to grab the little lipstick tube. you wrapped your arms around his neck from behind as you focused on yourself in the mirror, uncapping the lipstick and swiping it over your lips.

kaveh grunted, and you heard his breath hitch as your muscles flexed around his neck. you popped your lips and capped the lipstick again, setting it down and looking at both you and him in the mirror, smiling.

he opened his mouth to say something, but you grabbed his chin instead, forcing him to tilt his head so you could press lipstick-stained kisses to his cheek and along his jaw.

that was all it took, really. kaveh’s breath caught in his throat, hands shaking as you purred against his skin.

“what a pretty boy i have in front of me. don’t you agree, baby?”

“n-no.” kaveh grunted, trying to jerk out of your grip, smudging more of your lipstick along his skin. you laughed at him and nipped at his neck, making him gasp.

“no? what a liar. you know you’re my pretty boy, my sweetness.” you cooed at him as he stared at you in the mirror, eyes locked on yours and your lips. his hands shook in his lap, one reaching up to hold meekly onto your wrist.

you cracked a grin when you saw his eyes start to grow glassy and wet as your other hand trailed down the opening in his shirt, fingertips grazing so softly over his chest. “getting ready to cry already? what a good boy. i’m going to ruin that pretty makeup.”

kaveh whimpered and reached for the hand on his chest, trying to push it down between his thighs. “please, i’ve been good. touch me now, please…”

“let me see that eyeliner run and maybe i will.” you let him pull your hand downward over the tent in his pants as he started to whine and babble. you sucked a dark mark into his neck between lipstick stains, and he hiccuped when his breath got caught in his throat and thin black tear tracks started to drip down his reddened cheeks, staining them and pooling in his lips.

you groaned and palmed him through his pants. “good fucking boy. cry for me.”

kaveh whimpered and bucked up into your hand as tears pooled on his long lashes. he was always so beautiful when he cried.

you let go of him to tug his chair back and move him to the bed, knowing that his messy tears would make you need to change the pillowcases after you pound him into the mattress to make him sob.

[sunnyie-eve]

24 | Getting Back

Series: Significant

Paring: Colby Brock x Original female character

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1.8k

| MASTERLIST |

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"Most of you guys this already but there's a giant prank war that's going around in our house right now. First prank I did I started off pretty easy by just jump scaring my roommates, making sure that they knew that I was a scary guy. But now I think, uh, I think it's time to turn it up a notch. Just a few days ago, Elton thought it would be funny to take my car put a bunch of packing peanuts in it, wrap it around in saran wrap, and all this other stuff. Uh, it was awful." Colby starts the intro.

"Even her younger brother thought it was funny so I still gotta get him back." Colby looks off-camera at Penelope opening his door.

"What? Oh, you're filming, my bad. But I brought you this back." She passes him a drink and then leaves his room.

"My favorite." He smiles at the camera, "Anyway, I think that's hilarious to Elton. Very funny. Little does he know, that was a big mistake. What I'm about to do right now to Elton and as you can see in the title. It's not smart and ya, probably gonna die. You know what we're team Colby and we have to make big moves. I trying to win this prank war and I have to do something ballsy. Do something that no other roommate has the guts to do. And that is ah, messing with Elton's beard a little bit. I'm gonna go set up another camera right now so that you can see the prank up close and far away. But before I go do this and potentially die. I need you guys to do me one thing. We need team Colby to win this prank war. I'm gonna need you to share this to all your friends and leave a like on this video." He adds.

"Also another reason I decided to get ballsy with this prank is because he uploaded his prank on Penelope that failed and put her in the hospital. That was a bit much and how he doesn't like us messing with Circa... You don't do that to Penelope. Now, let's do this." He claps his hands before going to Sam's room for him to film for him.

After Sam agrees saying that he was gonna die they go to Elton and Colby cuts his beard waking him up, "Good morning, Elton." He laughs.

"Colby. Colby." Elton says staring at him.

"Yes?" He smiles.

"Colby, what's in your hand?"

"I think this is your beard... That was for filling up my car with a bunch of packing peanuts, you wrapped it a hundred times, and you posted the accident. That's what you get. Don't mess with team Colby or my upset my childhood friend." Colby tosses the hair at him.

"Colby, I'm gonna give you five seconds. You're gonna run as far as you can, and get into your car, and drive as far as you can and you are never coming back home." Elton says before counting down.

Meanwhile, Penelope was upstairs having no idea what prank was going on in the garage. "Run! Run!" She hears Sam yelling downstairs so she walks out to look down at the front door to see him go outside.

"Not my problem." She goes back to her room.

She hears them all come upstairs but she still ignores them till she hears Colby screaming her name from a bathroom.

"What?!" She follows the screaming and opens the door a bit to see Elton with a shaved face, "I'm going back to my room. I'm not gonna be part of this." She shakes her head leaving.

Later Colby goes into Penelope's room locking the door, "Just to be safe." He tells her.

"Why go that extreme with Elton?" She asks laughing a bit.

"As I said in my video for what he did to my car and posting the accident."

"Colby..." She gives him a look.

"What? You don't mess with team Colby or upset you." He points at her as she gets a text from Kat saying she has an idea for a prank on Colby and needs her and Sam so she's on her way over. "Who's that?"

"Kat, she's coming over and needs to talk to me." She tells him, "You do know you're screwed when Elton gets you back, right? He's probably gonna mess with your hair."

"Not my hair." He touches it.

"Hopefully he doesn't cut it." She smiles messing with it as Sam calls her from his room, "Sammy needs me." She goes to his room.

"Did Kat text you too?" He asks as she enters his room shutting the door.

"Yeah, did she give you any more than just wanting to prank Colby?" She takes a seat on his bed while he was at his laptop.

"Nothing else. I'm scared why she needs both of us." He chuckles.

"I can't even think what she has in mind."

"Agree, now are you seriously staying here alone while all of us go out of state soon?" He turns to face her while she lies down.

"I won't be alone, Aaron is gonna be here too. And if I have to be home alone with one other person I would pick Aaron." She smiles.

"Not even Colby or me?" He flicks her forehead.

"I need a break from you two." She giggles as Kat comes into the room. "So what do you have in mind needed the two of us?" Penelope sits up.

"We're gonna make him think you're cheating on me." She gives Sam a smile.

"Why do we need Penny?" Sam asks before understanding, "Katrina, really with Penelope?"

"What? Why me?"

"What other girl is Sam super close to? Plus it's Colby and we can mess with him." Kat explains.

Sam thinks about it, "It would mess with him. I'm for it." He says hoping it would make Colby just tell Penelope how he feels. Sam still had no idea they kissed in the hospital because Colby never told him about it.

"People already don't trust me with Sam when he's with you." Penelope explains.

"We're literally saying it's my idea so." Kat says before she tells them the whole plan.

"What's up, guys. Today we are here about to prank Colby. This Prank was entirely Katrina's idea. She texted Penelope and me just saying she had a prank idea. Do you want to tell the people watching what you came up with?" Sam and Penelope look at Kat so she smiles.

"We're gonna make Colby think Sam's cheating on me with Penelope. This was my idea so don't make up lies or anything about these two, please." Katrina makes it clear. "I know that they are super close and none of what they do bothers me. I'm not scared for my relationship because I trust these two with my life. So in order to really make Colby think Sam is cheating... I'm gonna have Sam and Penelope get so close to each other while they lay in bed. I gave them permission to like place their lips on each other if they had to really get Colby. Again, I'm fine with this." Kat makes it clear again.

"So Kat is gonna hang out here for a bit with Sam while I do my own thing then she's gonna pretend to leave. Then call Colby asking if she forgot her purse at the house and Sam isn't answering his phone." Penelope says because they stop and do their own things till it's time.

"Bye Pen! Bye, Colby!" Kat shouts walking out the door as the two were downstairs.

Kat goes to park down the street before walking back to sneak back into the house to go back to Sam's room.

"I'm gonna go take a nap since I barely got any sleep. So that means don't bug me, Colby..." She gives him a look.

"Okay, damn." She makes her way to Sam's room.

"Hey, I swung by your room and got one of your tube tops so it looks like you have no shirt on." Katrina hangs it to her.

"Can you help me?" Penelope asks so Sam turns away why Kat helps her change tops. "I told Colby I was taking a nap so." She lets the two know.

They wait a while and set up the camera before starting their prank.

Katrina: Colby, can you do me a favor and see if I left my purse on the table there? Sam isn't answering his phone. I think he might be editing.

Colby: Yeah, I'll go downstairs and look.

They hear Colby leave his room so Penelope and Sam get in bed while Kat gets in the closet.

"How do we even do this?" Penelope lets out an awkward laugh.

"I have no idea." He gets closer to her, "He's not gonna buy this."

"How about I lay down and you lean over me? It's different than just laying next to each other." She says as Kat taps on the closet door letting them know he's coming back up to check Sam's room.

The two get situated in the new position and can't help but laugh at how awkward it feels for them with Kat in the closet. Sam tilts his head at an angle to make it look like he is gonna go in for a kiss.

"Yo, Sam did Kat... What the fuck? You two?" Colby sounded hurt seeing them so Sam moved quickly and Penelope held the blanket up like she wasn't wearing anything.

"Listen, Colby..." Sam gets out of the bed.

"Listen?" Colby laughs, "How could you? And you know many reasons why this is wrong." Colby looks at Penelope hurt.

"Colby, just let us explain." Penelope begs him.

"Explain what?"

"That's it a prank!" Katrina comes out of the closet making Colby relax.

"I hate you guys. I actually believe you guys were cheating because of how you guys were when I walked in." Colby says as Sam gets the camera.

"Yeah, I said us cuddle wouldn't fool you. And Kat got me a tube top so it makes it look like I wasn't wearing a shirt." Penelope gets out of the bed.

"Whose idea was this prank?" Colby asks so they point at Kat as she raises her hand. "Well, you three got me.

The four end the video so Penelope goes back to what she was doing before it all but Colby follows her, "I hate that prank." He tells her.

"We felt awkward in that position." She laughs about it. "You really thought we would do that?" She gets serious with him.

"I never would normally but that position and the way it looked walking in... I felt my heart drop." He tells her.

"I'm sorry." She gets upset.

"Why are you apologizing?"

"I just feel like I should." She says truthfully.

[wangjiclub]

Zo chose Nita first. But he started to choose Joke somewhere along the way.

i've been trying to post this since yesterday but somehow the gifs are not uploading so i had to make some changes on the text sorry if it got confusing

One thing we know about Zo is that he's serious about his thoughts, convictions, and dreams. When his mind is set on something, he goes after it with full force. That can be good, but sometimes it stops Zo from thinking about other perspectives, and other ways.

For example, whenever the debate club is brought up, we can all see how dedicated and enthusiastic Zo is about its activities, and his desire to conquer the NOVA trophy. Zo is also very upset about Pok not telling him about his relationship because Zo thought there was something wrong with himself.

But when it comes to Joke and Nita things get worse somehow. Knowing now how Zo feels about this whole situation, we can go back and reanalyze his behavior.

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"Do you think if your heart races whenever you're around someone, does that mean you have feelings for that person? Even if it was never part of your plan."

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"I felt bad about kissing you, avoiding you, and being the idiot I've been. Despite all that, you still helped me. […] [This time] My feelings are involved. I thought I was into Nita. But I couldn't figure it out why I kissed you. […] I'm feeling like such an idiot. I'm so confused about my own feelings. I feel guilty about Nita and you. Is it because I like you?"

In fact, Zo is someone who wears his feelings on his face. The thing is he doesn't have a mirror 24/7 in front of him, so his brain is blind.

Getting straight to the point, I believe that Zo has been feeling attracted to Joke for years now, since before they fought in the past. But since it has always been weird between them, and he did feel a pull towards Nita as well, he chose Nita. From the moment he made that choice, all thoughts and feelings about Joke were not correctly processed by him. Zo chose to be oblivious to his feelings. He never intended to act on them.

Yet, in the first scene of the show, we have Zo almost panicking at how close Joke was, at how he had no escape while cornered into that wall.

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Zo's reaction to all the times he gets too close to Joke says it all. He has no control over his expressions, his eyes don't know which part of Joke's face to look at. Zo gets so nervous. And this keeps happening: the two times he tripped and fell right into Joke's arms; when Joke was training him and the book fell in a scene that came right out of a teen movie... We understand why Joke stares, but Zo should be the one who's starting his path towards liking and feeling attracted to Joke.

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Another default "Zo around Joke" behavior is the "letting go of all thoughts and living in the moment." When Joke is around, it is so easy for Zo to be himself, to laugh, to bicker, to run around and smile, to talk and enjoy their time together. The world outside of their bubble suddenly doesn't exist.

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But something always brings Zo back to the earth. It's when he realizes something is not going how he planned. What do you mean my heart races when I'm this close to him? Why the thought of touching his hand scare me? Why do I feel all weird when he places his arm around me? Why is he here, in front of me, when I'm trying to run away?

The truth is Zo is fighting against himself. All those years back, he chose Nita. He focused on getting to her, and that's why asking for Joke's help wasn't that much of a burden. But Zo didn't realize his body and mind were working independently from him, doing things his rational side wasn't even suspecting. Zo started to choose Joke instead.

Joke is the one whom he's comfortable with. Joke is the one who makes his heart race. Joke is the one who helps him when Zo needs the most. Joke is the one who pushes Zo out of his comfort zone and makes him discover all these parts that Zo locked inside of himself.

When Joke is honest and open about his feelings, all of Zo's walls, which were already crumbling, go down for good. Zo can't help but let Joke win him over.

[fic-heaven]

Lmao you are one of the reasons I joined tumblr. I was wondering if you had planned to write something about Reyes. (Reyes from COD not overwatch xd)

I saw long ago you talked about having planned something for him and I was wondering when you’d upload it

Sorry this took so long lmao i actually lost the first drabble and ended up making an entirely new one yesterday night so here you go lil chickie

Also THE HONOR XD welcome to Tumblr uwu

Make it a twenty

Enzo Reyes x Reader (NSFW)

🐥Short AF sorry

Being surrounded by big buff men every day since the moment you joined eventually took a tool on you and your repressed need for a nice fuck. Meeting Enzo Reyes did NOT help one bit.

I DIDN'T EDIT SHIT SORRY I'm one lazy fuck

Reyes was the most infuriating man you have ever met.

His mood swings paired with his need to look tough and cool around others were a headache at times. But that was precisely what attracted you to him in the first place.

His revelious nature often caused him to get yelled at and punished by superiors, and that quickly turned into a game between Nova, Gus and you. You three would throw bets here and on about how long it would take the Canadian to get his ass spanked, by whom and even which punishment he would get. He obviously didn't know about this, if he did you were sure the man would burry your asses in a blink.

It all started when you caught Gus and Nova overlooking the field laughing about a freshly yelled Reyes who was caught sneaking off training. You admired the man for having the balls to actually try to scape Lieutenant Ghost's wrath, it was funny to think Reyes actually believed for a moment he could skip training but it was even funnier to see him get chased by Sargeant Soup by Ghost's command.

Two weeks later the dumbass tried to to exactly the same and got punished accordingly resulting in you winning the bet of the time in which he would get punished, and Nila winning both bets of who would punish him and how.

You remember it like it was yesterday.

It was the middle of June. You enjoyed the view of him running laps shirtless under the summer sun, the man was sweating galloons and your two idiots of friends swapped their betting prices to you. You didn't pay much attention since the view of Reyes legs' muscles flexing, the sweaty locks of his growing dark hair pressed to his forehead and his heavy panting plus a murderous glare towards anything and everything made you squeeze your thighs in hopes of suffocating your need to jump to the training field and fuck him right there under a few other recruits, Gus and Nova's praying eyes.

Your partnership with Reyes was... Professional.

You knew he was a forward guy who always spoke his mind (often getting in trouble for it), you two had interacted a few times, nothing special... But it was enough for you to know that he never liked to dance around topics specially ones that involved him. He loved sincerity and straightforwardness, so that same night after diner you gave him exactly that. A piece of your mind you had kept since your very first interaction.

It was nine thirty five PM. Reyes just got out of the shower and was hanging out with you, Nova and Gus at the mess hall. The two latter left a while back to God knows where to do "whatever" and "would be back in no time", the rest of the rookies left as well, some to dine others to rest. So you knew then you had to make your move. It was now or never.

"What does a girl need to do to get fucked properly around here?"

The usually smug guy raised his brows in shock looking at you like you said the most out of character thing. Reyes grunted out a chuckle and smiled knowingly eventually breaking from the shock, but less than one second later he somehow seemed bored or was he nervous? His eyes jumped to look over where you guys were sitting checking if anyone was still around then looked back at you a little more serious one of his hands absentmindedly messed with the ripped sides of the couch cushions, a nervous tick for sure. The amount of expressions he showed in that moment would have made you laugh but you knew better than to anger and/or annoy the cocky man.

"Feeling bold tonight, girlie? What's with you getting your panties wet all of a sudden?" He said almost sounding bored and unimpressed. You knew better.

You placed your elbows over your knees leaning closer to his side, both of you never breaking away from each other's gaze. You paid one last quick glance at the entrance to make sure you two were out of earshot. "I thought I was being obvious-"

"You mean when you were eating me with your eyes a while back?" He cut you abruptly smiling like the smug bastard he was now openly looking down your lips. "What if I say that I liked what I saw?" You knew he was trying to make you flustered and you were NOT going to back down.

Reyes leaned downwards mirroring your position. You could feel his body heat so close you felt like you were on fire. His beard lightly tickled you earlobe when he whispered in a low tone a growl that could have made your knees buckle if it wasn't for your current position.

"There is much more to see than my bare torso sweatin' under the bloody sun."

"Is that an invitation?"

"You feeling that curious?"

Your nod pleased him for the moment, you had been uncharacteristically forward enough for him to forgive you for not verbally stating your answer and he was already still processing he was having THIS conversation with YOU. Did you even know how horny your mere presence made him feel? Specially wearing those comfortable shorts that drove him mad trying not to look at your thighs.

"Then come closer. I promise none of this fuckers will give it to you as i will."

You barked out a laugh trying to push his buttons a little "is that right? Had plenty of girls here to practice? I'm surprised i'm really the lucky one to have caught your attention." Maybe some insecurities did come to light then, you feared your comment had messed the whole thing up. Reyes looked at you displeased, his hand that previously messed with the couch took a firm hold of your thigh. Your heart skipped a beat.

"I'm not one for one nightstands but that's up to you... Whatever you want to make of this." He wasn't lying, he hadn't had the time nor the wish to indulge in quickies with strangers since... Well, since you. You weren't lying either, he wanted you since the moment he met you and he would be a fool to deny you.

You looked away a little embarrassed, the previous bravery scaped your body thanks to the now awkward situation. Reyes wouldn't have it, his palm took your cheek and gently directed your gaze to meet his, dark brown eyes stared at you with badly hidden concern.

"Not shying away from the truth, we don't have to put labels on this. And trust me sweetheart, the things I want to do to you are better shown than spoken." His mouth spoke filthy promises but his eyes showed a different side of him. Softness... Confort. He didn't want you to feel expendable but he also didn't want to push you to make a big deal about all this if you didn't want to. Reyes was many things, but he was not going to force you to do shit you didn't want. You both stare at each other carefully looking for something, for that little push of confidence to come back to your bodies now that you were inches from one another. This time it was your call to voice your answer.

"I desire you..."

That broke something in him. His eyes turning glassy full of lust and affection, an expression so foreign in Reyes it knocked the breath out of your lungs. You desired him? You little idiot...

Your hand acted before you could think and went to take him by the chin pressing your lips together into a desperate kiss. Unbeknownst to you even as the kiss begun turning lustful and messy full of teeth and tongue, even when his arms firmly wrapped around your waist to press you against his chest to deepen it, he never closed his eyes. You obviously didn't know because yours fluttered close as soon as the first kiss was sealed, Reyes didn't want to look dumb or creepy for looking at you as he all but devoured your mouth, truth is he feared that if he closed his eyes all of this... This dream of a night, would be exactly that. A dream. Another lustful dream to add to his collection of thoughts and fantasies he had about you whenever he was alone. But he would never admit it.

Your body hovered over his when you sat on his lap caging him between your thighs. Reyes almost caved in letting you guide your lustful dance but at the third lazy roll of your hips grinding down his hardening cock he reacted. He nipped down your lip teasingly pulling it back and letting go with a pop and a grin, his lust-filled eyes drunk of your taste.

"This is hardly the place, you know." Reyes huffed taking a hold of your hands. On that much you agreed.

There is a pounding in your chest much stronger than the one you got the first time you met him, stronger than that one time he carried your wounded body through the chaos of the battlefield to a safe hideout and guarded you there without complain calling for medical as he tried to keep you awake and lastly, much stronger than the time a silly dark joke you muttered during a tense operation was able to crack the asshole of a man into a muffled fit of laughter. You two got yelled at then, but honestly? To hear Reyes laugh like that was worth it. Who would have ever thought you'd get to have him like this right now, to hear the noises that came from de deepth of your shared pleasure, you couldn't even believe it yourself.

His growls and heavy groans along with your moans and broken cries of his name, his real name Enzo, were loud inside your private quarters.

The SpecGru operator was chocking you with his bicep while burying himself mercilessly deep into your womb. Reyes - no ... Enzo, was losing his mind. You looked godly under the dim light of the cheap lamp on your desk with your soft skin shining tiny droplets of your combined sweat, you laid there downwards, your ass up bouncing against him with the force of his movements as he fucked you raw. “You like that, angel? Fuck, does that feel good?” he tried to sound taunting, but the way his voice drips with need... You were certain he’s begging to hear the answer. 

"F-fuck yes... Yes! Just give it to me, En... Fuck me-" Enzo was sure you didn't know about the grasp you had in him right now. To hear you moaning his real name and now even calling him En in that endearing way? His hips were quick to pick up the pace, the clapping sound of your bodies colliding was getting so loud you were sure you'd get interrogated the next morning. But honestly? Fuck it. You are too tired of pretending you didn't want to have this man fucking you into a puddle.

Your hands clawed at his muscular bicep, he relaxed it fearing he had hurt you but against his thoughts you pressed his arm a little tighter to your neck giving that additional pressure that had you drooling and constricting the ear oh so deliciously. Enzo laughed like it was the funniest thing he had ever seen that day, your eyes rolled to the back of your skull, his thrusts never stopping as he fucked his way into trying to hear your choked moans break from the constricting pressure of his muscular arm choking on your delicious-looking neck.

"Y-YES UGH YES FUCK!" His other hand rush to cover your mouth roughly and you could almost have laughed, the man tried to quieten you not even realizing HE was the one screaming. "Your pussy is driving me fucking nuts... Keep squeezing my cock like that and I'll fill you up like a fucking turkey on Thanksgiving, y'hear me!?" Enzo's voice was mean and threatening it had you squeezing your walls tighter around him, he grunted at the sudden squeeze. His hair and beard lightly tickled your sweaty skin as he slowed the pace and deepened his thrusts. His mouth kissed, licked and bit down your skin leaving marks all over your neck.

You whined back trying to reach for his lips with your own mouth desperately seeking for a kiss. He grunted for you to stay still and as a retort you tried to thrust your hips backwards and squeezed him tighter making the man over you whimper and pant a little louder in surprise. He loved this rebellious and bold part of you but it was starting to affect him.

Enzo didn't have time to feel embarrassed about showing this whiney side of him to you, he was too preoccupied about the again loud clapping sounds of your conjoined bodies meeting each other in an aggressive rythm shacking your bed and ruining your messed up mattress when he picked up the pace once more. He fucked you like an dog in heat, chasing an end seemingly so hurtful to reach his whimpers and moans morphed into painful-sounding groans he was desperately trying to muffle down biting on your shoulder. Not only did he do this out of embarrassment but also so he to hear your pleasured cries and begs much clearer. Enzo's hips started to slow once more, his stamina running out quickly after spending almos half an hour crazily fucking you into oblivion. "F-fuck woman... Look what you've done to me..." That earned an awful attempt of laughter from you.

You were totally gonna be the death of him but he wasn't complaining. If only you knew how long he had been waiting for this, almost as long as you have, maybe a little more. And now he had you where he always wanted... He felt whole.

Enzo flipped your body like a pancake positioning you into a missionary pose with your legs resting on his shoulders, he lowered to rub your noses in an overly sweet show of affection, your pants mingling in the air as you took a few seconds of break. His fat cock was pushed inside of you when his lips molded with yours, your tongues danced into a lazy pace on contrast of his powerful thrusts that had you seeing stars. It almost looked like you weren't fucking but making love instead. Specially with the way his eyes seemed to get lost in your every expression.

It was all too sweet but the painful friction of his thrusts lubricated in your combined fluids and sweat was leaving hurtful burns in your thighs and pretty much everything under your waist.

"F-fuck not so fucking rough you fucking asshole!..." Your pussy burned from the friction, his short half-shaven trail pinched you as his relentless thrusts kept rearranging your insides. His hand shot to your clit, two fingers pinching and circling your sensitive bud making a yelp scape your panting mouth and eventually distracting you from the sting. "Oh yeah? Why don't you say that again, you slut? Go on tell me to stop." Your head shakes from side to side, the pleasure blinding you to the point of silencing the slight burn you felt before. The change from the love sick look he gave you at first to the pussy-drunk psycho one he was giving you right now made your hole constrict and weep of desire.

You could feel your end nearing when Enzo's hand fell off of your clit to fist your bedsheets, his thrusts becoming sloppier and off-tempo. You both panted onto each other's mouths trying to kiss each other in an attempt to muffle the upcoming shared orgasms. He growled his and you whined yours, your lips fully pressed, your arms embracing and your legs tangled as his load shot to stuff you up like a turkey, exactly like the bastard said.

You didn't take a shower, you didn't speak a word, you two simply held each other into the now dead quiet night, your panting soon turning soothing enough to make each other sleepy and relaxed. Reyes' arm rested under your head the other one circled your waist possessively as he big-spooned you.

"Guess it's a good night then..." You whispered humorously breaking the quiet.

"You want me to stay?"

He sounded so frail. You could have mistook him for an entirely different person. But you knew your Reyes, you knew your Enzo, the moment he looked at you so full of warmth and somehow gratitude before the lights were shut down.

"Always." You said with no hesitation. And that's how you two spent your first night together. The first of many to come.

Morning came by. You woke up alone, the residual warmth of his body still present in your bed and the sweet yet manly aroma of Enzo's shampoo was plastered on your pillow. You inhaled it with a dreamy hum.

You knew better than to feel bad about waking up alone. Knowing the Canadian he probably left early so he wouldn't look suspicious to the others coming down the small kitchenette alone. Your fingers felt your skin down your neck feeling the strong mark his teeth had created the night prior, now it was a dull ache, but it felt so sweet, so real... The proof of your nightly adventure.

After a shower you went to join the others, the tables were pretty crowded and when you sat down to enjoy breakfast with your usual trio with an exhausted look, Reyes was already sitting there with a cup of coffee and a smug smile staring up at you with a mockingly sweet "morning, sleeping beauty" you flipped him the bird with a smile of your own. Gus and Nova greeted you as well and later shared a look when their comrade placed his mug to the side allowing you a fair space to place your breakfast pretending to ignore how your body slightly leaned a little to his side as he sneaked his hand down to affectionately squeeze your thigh.

"You slept alright? Could see you practically skipping a step or two coming to the table, (Y/n)." Gus said trying to soften his enormous smile.

The bear of a man got glared up by you, flipped off by Reyes who muttered a "My brother, cierra la puta boca." and eye rolled by Nova who slapped a twenty on the table and the Rican happily took it with a gremlin-like snicker. "Yeah yeah, take your money. Being smug is Reyes' thing don't be an ass!" Nova said fake fighting Gus who was now doing a happy little dance with the bill he just took from his friend.

You couldn't help the chuckle that scaped you at their antics, Enzo couldn't get his eyes off of you seemingly entranced with the sound of your laughter. He felt things for you he was still not ready to mouth... Yet. But you'd be patient, after all you had to figure how you truly felt for him as well.

But now it wasn't the time nor the place to think about deeper feelings. So you had to focus more on how now you two became victims of Gus and Nova's bets. How fun. You could mentally slap yourself, this explains why they left you two guys alone the night prior... Those two idiots were planning to bet on how long it would take you to bed each other. How original.

[emmyspov]

A Letter from Luke Alvez (Luke Alvez x reader)

author's note: it's literally been nearly two years since i've uploaded this for the first time. i've gotten a lot better mentally since then, but - when times get tough, i still come back to this. maybe someone else needs it, too. <3

trigger warnings: signs of mental health issues, talk of heavy feelings, let me know if i forgot something!

word count: 0.6k

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Hey Y/N.

To be honest, I don't really know how to start this thing - there are so many things I want to say. I know life can be hard. And painful. And on some days it would be so much easier to give up and let the darkness consume you. So it is okay to struggle. It's okay to cry and doubt yourself and hate everything. And on some days, it is even okay if you can't live for yourself.

I can see that you are in pain. I don't know what caused it, but then again, it also doesn't really matter. What matters is that you are hurting and I want you to get better. Recovery is never easy and it's also not linear, so I don't expect you to feel perfectly fine within a day or two. I know that - whatever we are gonna battle together - will take time to heal. And also that is okay. I am in for the long ride, I hope you know that. Whenever you are sad or angry or feeling empty, you can call me. I can and will come over if that's what you need. I can stay on the phone with you or pick you up with Roxy to take a walk or help you with whatever you need assistance with. We are a team. And asking for help is not weak. Quite the opposite actually: It shows immense amount of strength.

So remember that there are people out there who love and care about you. I am one of these people. And we want to help. You are not a burden or annoying - you are family. And no matter how bad you think it is - we won't let you down. I won't let you down.

I said that recovery is never easy. And that's the truth. But I will tell you something else: It'll be worth it. One day, everything that is making it difficult for you right now will get easier and easier and you'll be able to breathe again. That dark hole in your chest will get smaller and you won't feel so empty anymore. I promise. The tears will get less and I will get to hear you laugh more often again. I love your laugh. You will dance and joke around and you'll be happy again.

But until we get there, we start with baby steps. And to help you, I have created a list of things to do when it's really bad.

1. Eat something - it doesn't matter what. You don't have to cook if that's too exhausting. You can order something or just eat a snack you have laying around. It shall make you feel good.

2. Please stay hydrated. Preferably with water, but if you can't manage that, everything else is just as good.

3. It personally helps me to take a shower or a bath. I always feel a little better afterwards. Maybe that works for you, too. If that's too exhausting, maybe a little water in your face will do the trick.

4. Rest if you are exhausted: lay down and try to sleep or just close your eyes.

5. If you can - reach out. We could come up with a system, so you send a specific message or emoji and I know it's a tough day. You don't need to explain yourself then.

6. Distraction: read, listen to music, watch TV. Sometimes, it helps.

Now one of the most important things: if all you managed on a day was to stay in bed and survive: I am still unbelievably proud of you. Because you are still here and still fighting and that's all that matters. Stay strong, y/n/n.

I love you,

Luke.

P.S. If you need a hug, i'm still outside your apartment. We don't have to talk, I can just hold you.

[wavypotatochips]

i have never done a request before... but i was craving some Sergio Ramos x Reader (not to mention i have been stalking your account bcs you're the best Sergio Ramos writer) maybe when reader calls ramos Daddy if you're comfortable with writing something like that! I hope you have a great day/night, take care of yourself! Ily.💗

𝙎𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣 | A 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙜𝙞𝙤 𝙍𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙨 Short Story

𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: Sergio Ramos x Female Reader

Word Count : 858

𝘈𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦: Hi babes! I've been doing good, I hope you have been as well and ily2!!! I wasn't sure if you wanted this to sort of be a suggestive/NSFW vibe, so I played it safe and did sort of a fluffy-flirty sort of vibe c': When it comes to NSFW content I only do it if its clearly stated because I never want my assumptions to be wrong haha c': Look at this gif though omg hubbada hubbada awoooogaaaaaaa.... ANYWAYSSS THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE COMPLIMENT HJDNJDNFDB that really made my day c': Thank you so much for requesting!! I Hope you like how I represent your idea ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚!!

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(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ REQUESTS ARE OPEN, currently covered in college work so as of now uploads MAY mainly be on weekends. Thank you for your patience c’: ♥

You and Sergio have been living together for a few months now, and it's been nothing short of amazing. You both have your own quirks and habits, but you love each other more with every passing day.  Sergio is generally perceived as serious and even aggressive by most people, but in your company, he exhibits a playful and silly demeanor. While it's common knowledge that Sergio is someone who takes his work and responsibilities seriously and doesn't back away from a challenge, you are aware of a more tender side to him that he seldom displays to others. Witnessing him let his guard down and abandon the stern façade he usually wears is quite refreshing.

One lazy Sunday afternoon, you're lounging on the couch, reading a book when Sergio suddenly jumps out from behind the armchair and tackles you. You shriek with laughter as he pins you down. "You didn't see that coming, did you?" he says, grinning.

You giggle and squirm under his weight, trying to push him off. "Get off of me, you big oaf!" Sergio laughs and tickles you, making you wriggle even more. "Not until you say I'm so handsome and I'm the best boyfriend ever!" he says, still tickling you.

"Okay, okay, I'm so handsome and I’m the best boyfriend ever!" you say, still giggling.

Sergio laughs, shaking his head, and continues to tickle you. "You know that's not what I meant!"

You laugh even harder now, your side cramping and tears falling down your cheeks. "Okay, okay, please s-stop I can't breathe!" 

You keep chuckling softly as you try to catch your breath, and he finally stops and gets off of you with a smile.

“Atta girl, just breathe slowly you got this,” he smiles as he looks down at you.

You sit up as he speaks, butterflies flutter in your stomach, and a warm blush spreads across your cheeks. Although you were already flushed from laughing earlier, you couldn't help the reaction he stirred in you. Perhaps he didn't even notice how his words affected you, lost in the moment. You bite your bottom lip playfully, deciding to tease Sergio a bit. "Thank you, Daddy," you say with a hint of mischief in your voice. 

You can see the surprise in his expression at the endearment you've used, realizing you've never called him that before. But something about the way the word rolls off your tongue ignites a fire within him that he didn't know existed. His jaw tightens, and his eyes seem to darken with desire. "Say that again," he demands, his voice low and husky. You meet his gaze, pretending to be oblivious to his reaction. "Say what?" you ask, looking down at his lips before meeting his eyes again. "Daddy?" you say the word slowly, relishing in the effect it has on him. Sergio leans in closer to you, his breath warm on your face. "I like the way you say that," he whispers, his voice barely above a growl. "Me pregunto cómo sonaría escuchar tus bonitos labios gritar mientras me llamas así. (I wonder how it would sound hearing your pretty lips cry out while calling me that).” You feel a shiver run down your spine at his words, and your heart rate picks up as he whispers down at you. Stick to the plan….stick to the plan, you think to yourself.

The air between you is charged with electricity, and you can feel the tension building.

He leans down to close the distance between you both, his lips brush against yours. You kiss him, not being able to resist. As your lips meet, the world around you fades into the background, and all that remains is the taste of him on your tongue and the sensation of his arms around you. His kiss is soft and tender at first, but as the passion between you builds, it becomes more urgent, more insistent. Your hands run through his hair, pulling him closer to you, while his hands roam over your back, tracing the curves of your body. It's a moment of pure bliss, and for a while, you forget about everything else, lost in the heat of the moment.

As you break apart, breathless and wanting more, you grin mischievously.” Hey Babe.”

“Yes?”

"I gotcha!" you yell, grabbing the pillow from behind you and launching it at him. Sergio screams in jest and lifts his arms in a hasty attempt to block the cushion. He laughs and says, "You are such a tease!," grabbing the other couch pillow to throw at you.

This started a full-fledged pillow fight. Feathers fly everywhere as you both laugh and hit each other with the pillows.

After a while, you both collapse on the floor, exhausted but happy. Sergio wraps his arms around you, holding you close.

"I'm so lucky to have you," he says, kissing your forehead.

You smile and snuggle into his embrace. "I'm lucky to have you too."

You both lay there for a while, enjoying the feeling of each other's company. Play fighting may be a silly activity, but it's moments like these that remind you both of how much you love each other.

[simbelene]

I have a list for you Bergdorf!

Since you love lists so much, check this out!

This list requires some background information, so it's story time!

This happened back in the beginning of April. I was browsing though my CC sites as I do, and I just so happen to come across a post that one of these groups' Admin had made. This group usually don't make announcement posts. Most of the time they just post pictures and carry on.

Well not this day!

Idk what Bergdorf did, but she did something because seemingly out of COMPLETELY NOWHERE Admin makes this post:

Admin is calling a select few creators "Hysterical" because I guess they don't like that Admin is sharing their permapaywalled content for free 🤷🏾‍♀️. And I'm sure there were some messages exchanged that would validate Admin calling them "Hysterical". I know how these creators act in the DMs. It wouldn't surprise me at all if it was Bergdorf that decided to crawl in Admins DMs and try to start shit.

Seeeesh! Wasn't nobody talking/thinking about Bergdorf AND YET somehow her name still manges to come out of somebodies mouth! Tell me you're a problem without telling me you're a problem!

No, cause even CWB, Leo, even my arch enemy Hauzz have been quiet. Minding their business and just going on about their life. Bergdorf is still out here being a problem 🙄.

Well, you dun goofed Bergdorf! One of these days you creators will realize you can't just be talking to people any ol kind of way. Not everyone in the sims community is sensitive and passive. Some of us can match your energy sis! And I feel like that's what happened here!

You tried it with someone who has time and has zero tolerance for your shit! And Admin, as they said, put all their content on telegram.

Okay, not ALL of them. Bergdorf is safe for some reason 🤔

Her content never made it to telegram, but everyone else's did! 👀

And it's funny because this went down the first week of April. The following week Brior and Bergdorf do a collab. Guess who's stuff went in the chat?

And guess who's stuff didnt??(bergdorf)

I'm just over here laughing like "Y'all can't be forreal 🤣🤣" Y'all were literally the first two people on the list! I refuse to believe y'all are this dense and delusional. There's no way you don't know this is happening.

So I guess Brior is just going along with it? Even though her stuff is getting shared, but Bergdorf's isn't. 🤷🏾‍♀️ Her whole catalogue is in there! It ain't much, but it's in there. This is giving "fake friend" vibes. Bergdorf is deadass out here smiling in your face while throwing you under the bus at the same time #oooof

If you want, you can play catch up and be current with Brior's CC because they haven't made anything since May.....and It's almost July 🙃. So whoever has subscribed hasn't gotten any content yet. $5 for what?! #glorifieddonations

A month after that initial ordeal the list has grown exponentially! This one isn't current. The list is A LOT longer now.

If you pay attention to who all is getting shared, you'll notice that a lot of these creators come from SL. And not only that, but they all work with who? BERGDORF. There's something to be said about that.

Admin said "Fuckaround, and you WILL find out!"

Even David Heather's content has been uploaded there. And I think it's simply based on the fact that they did business with Bergdorf. Man hasn't made anything new for sims in two years, why else would he be relevant?

My conspiracy theory: Bergdorf fucked around and now this Admin has a vendetta against every SL person that Bergdorf has ever worked with.

Y'all didn't wanna listen when I said "don't associate yourself with problematic people".

Okay den. Don't be upset when you see shit like this happen! Contrary to the popular sims community belief, it actually does matter who you associate yourself with. This is a perfect example.

It's a thing, whether you like it or not. Your best solution to this is to just disassociate yourself with the problem child. Save your image. You doing business with a problematic person is a bad look for you. It makes you look a certain way. Hence why companies let go of problematic employees. Because they cannot be represented by such people, and they don't want to come off as supporting said people either.

As you can see, Dust Bunny wasn't listed on there until they started working with who?? Bergdorf.👀

As far as anyone is concerned, Dust Bunny hasn't done anything wrong. Which, at first, shocked me as to why they were added to the list in the first place. But then I find out who they're working with, and it all makes sense!

You had/have the opportunity to ask literally anyone else in the sims community for help in doing what you're doing, but noooo. You made the conscious decision to work with Bergdorf of all people. Yeah, she's popular, but not for the right reasons. We like her bags, we don't necessarily like her. She has one too many secret haters around here. One of them DM'd me her resume for whatever reason simply because they have a strong dislike for her.

Nobody is forcing you work with her. This community has hundreds of creators. You got options. And clearly you wasn't paying attention to all the drama linked to her. No one told you about the reddit post?

We are all grown and can make our own grown decisions. Just know that some decisions have consequences 🤷🏾‍♀️

So atp, it is what is. Don't try to denounce Bergdorf now! It's a little too late for that! The damage has already been done!

All I can tell you is maybe start looking for creators that **dont** have a history. There's hundreds to choose from! And no, I'm not gonna do your homework for you. You can go find them yourself!

This also warrants it's own post, but word on the street is that Bergdorf's conversions ain't even that great. But I'll save that for another post 😏.

Any SL creator that got a problem with the list needs to take that up with that Admin. Maybe talk to them in a civilized manner and they might consider removing your stuff.

Whatever you do, don't act "Hysterical" because that's what got y'all here in the first place!

[nepoupdates]

*     ꗃ      new  upload   . . .   THE  MET  GALA  !

 [  sylvia  turns  her  head  to  give  the  camera  a  knowing  look  before  elias'  voice  can  be  heard  from  out  of  frame  ]  “  i  expected  nothing  less  .  ”  [  sylvia  laughs  as  elias  comes  into  frame  ]  “  although  ,  i  think  you  might  be  a  bit  too  tall  to  be  gomez  addams  .  ”    //  @delicatlueur

“  who  are  you  wearing  ?  tell  me  what’s  going  on  with  your  look  ?  ” 

i’ve  got  a  prada  masterpiece  clinging  to  my  bod  ,  sy-sy  !  what’s  going  on  ?  no  ,  i’ll  tell  you  what’s  going  on  ,  picture  this  :  a  modern-day  ode  to  the  legendary  power  couple  of  morticia  and  gomez  addams. i’m  here  with  my  drop-dead  gorgeous  ,  insanely  famous  girlfriend  ,  who  apparently  is  hollywood’s  bigshot  right  now. can  you  believe  it  ?  me  neither  !  but  we  decided  to  unleash  our  inner  gothic  glam. so  ,  i  strapped  on  this  sleek  black  suit  ,  threw  on  a  fake  mustache  —  because  let’s  be  real  ,  every  good  costume  needs  a  dash  of  ‘stache  —  and  voilà  !  i’m  ready  to  make  heads  turn  and  hearts  race.

“  who  is  the  first  person  you’re  running  to  when  you  get  inside  ?  ” 

without  a  doubt  ,  my  first  mission  upon  stepping  inside  is  to  track  down  my  partner  in  crime  ,  harlowe. we’re  a  dynamic  duo  ,  you  know  ?  and  of  course  ,  my  boys  daeho  ,  zoren  and  yohan. those  idiots  always  manage  to  make  every  boring  event  a  laugh  riot. and  you  know  ,  i  can’t  leave  out  mimi. if  i  don’t  mention  her  ,  she  gets  major  fomo  ,  and  trust  me  ,  we  don’t  want  that. so  it’s  a  whole  reunion  waiting  to  happen  in  there .

“  what’s  the  most  unexpected  thing  you  have  in  your  pockets  ?  ” 

oh  ,  let’s  take  a  peek  into  the  mysterious  depths  of  my  pockets  ,  shall  we  ?  aside  from  the  usual  suspects  like  gum  to  keep  my  breath  fresh  for  all  the  witty  banter  ,  my  phone  ,  and  trusty  airpods  ,  i’ve  got  a  few  more  treasures  hidden  here  …  a  pocket-sized  notebook  ,  i'm  a  comedian  ,  you  know  this. inspiration  strikes  at  the  most  unexpected  moments  and  i  can't  risk  losing  those  golden  punchlines. what  else  ,  what  else  …  ah  !  i’ve  stashed  a  packet  of  those  notorious  “one  chip  challenge“  chips. you  know  the  ones  ,  right  ,  sy-sy  ?    those  diabolically  spicy  chips  that  brings  tears  to  the  eyes  of  anyone  brave  enough  to  try  them. i  thought  it’d  be  amusing  to  casually  challenge  zoren  into  joining  me  in  eating  half  a  chip  each .

“  okay  i  have  to  know,  what’s  the  story  of  how  you  received  your  met  gala  invitation  ?  ” 

ah  ,  the  thrilling  tale  of  how  i  managed  to  snag  an  invite  !  you  see  ,  as  comedian  ,  these  kind  of  events  usually  have  a  knack  for  turning  me  down. i  mean  ,  can  you  believe  it  ?  it’s  like  they  think  i’ll  unleash  a  comedic  whirlwind  and  turn  the  red  carpet  into  a  stage  for  impromptu  stand-up  routines. but  guess  what  ?  lady  luck  decided  to  shine  upon  me  this  time. my  super-famous  girlfriend  ,  bless  her  heart  ,  pulled  some  strings  and  vouched  for  me. she  convinced  the  powers  that  be  that  i’d  be  on  my  best  behavior  ,  or  at  least  promised  she’d  keep  me  in  check  ,  and  voilà  ,  here  i  am  !   

“  what  is  going  on  ?  i  heard  about  you  getting  punched  in  the  face  by  larissa’s  ex ,  joey ,  and  just  wanna  see  how  you’re  doing . ” 

ah  ,  you  heard  about  that  little  incident  with  lari's  ex  ,  huh  ?  well  ,  let  me  set  the  record  straight. i'm  not  much  of  a  fighter  ,  you  know  ?  but  i  do  have  some  experience  in  wii  boxing  ,  and  the  guy's  skinny  as  a  twig  ,  so  i  thought  i  was  safe  in  case  things  ever  got  physical  with  him. but  here's  the  thing  ,  i  wasn't  expecting  it  at  all. picture  this  :  i'm  just  going  about  my  own  business  ,  cracking  jokes  left  and  right  ,  when  suddenly  ,  one  of  my  harmless  funny  comments  takes  a  wrong  turn. i  never  imagined  i  t  would  strike  a  nerve  with  joey. but  lo  and  behold  ,  he  swung  a  fist  my  way. but  it's  all  in  the  past  now  ,  just  like  joey  and  larissa's  relationship. my  eye  has  healed  ,  my  ego  has  recovered  ,  and  i'm  ready  for  a  second  round. no  ,  i'm  kidding. cut  that  out  ,  yeah  ?  we  don't  want  to  give  mr. skinny  punches  any  more  ideas. it's  all  about  peace  ,  love  ,  and  laughter  from  here  on  out  !